Chapter 47: Teaching the Lord to Dance →_→
"Rhubarb, you want to sing to the little baby, of course, you are looking for a light and lively tune, and you can sing and dance when you sing this song," Ran Ran looked at him very sincerely, "I can teach you to dance again." ”
“…… Change the song! Qi Tianche decided to wait for her to finish teaching, and he immediately escorted her to the dungeon and beat her wildly!
Ran Ran flattened her mouth, "Then there is only the grievance," she cleared her throat, she sang with a sad face, "Why should women be embarrassed by women, we have the most fragile soul~~~"
"......" Qi Tianche's face was already black and green.
He didn't feel a fragile soul, but since he saw this woman, his nerves have become more and more fragile!
"Again, change!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the two words.
"No, I'll just sing these two songs."
“…… You don't mean you're in a choir, you're still in a big position! ”
Qi Tianche has never heard of the word "choir", but as the name suggests, he can also know what it means.
"Yes," Ran Ran smiled silly, "I'm mainly responsible for cheering for the choristers and directing others to bring water and fan to the choristers, which has a lot to do with the results of the competition!" ”
"......" habitually bent his index finger and rubbed the green tendons at the corners of his forehead, Qi Tianche was already so angry that he almost ran out of strength.
If he believes her nonsense, he is an idiot!
"Rhubarb, you can ask your concubine to teach you to sing."
Qi Tianche's hand paused slightly, his expression was a little strange, but he quickly returned to his domineering appearance, "You, go to the teahouse to listen to people singing, and come back to sing to this king!" ”
"Rhubarb, why don't you go and learn from your concubine?"
"They sing back and forth with those songs, and this king is tired of hearing them!"
Qi Tianche said and walked away, as if he didn't want to say more.
"It turns out that rhubarb is too stupid to learn, heh......"
"......" Qi Tianche's face darkened a little more, but he didn't refute it again.
"Goodbye rhubarb!"
“…… This king asked you to learn to sing! ”
"Huh...... Rheum. ”
"......" Qi Tianche was about to roar again, but suddenly changed his mind again, "This king will go with you!" ”
Otherwise, she doesn't know what weird tunes she has to learn!
Ran Ran blinked and smiled, "Then I'm going back to change my clothes, heh......"
“……”
Qi Tianche turned around and left with a dark face, really didn't want to listen to her grinding smirk anymore.
When Qi Tianche walked away, Ran Ran pushed open the door and returned to his room.
The seventh master was still lying on the chuang, half-closed eyes, and his expression was leisurely.
Ran Ran pulled a chair and sat beside Chuang, looking at him with great interest, "Seventh Master, are you injured or poisoned?" ”
"Miss Joe, guess?"
"I guess the Venerable Seventh Master doesn't want to say it."
"Miss Qiao's opinion is good, I allowed you to go out with Qi Tianche."
"But after I go out, it's too dangerous for the seventh master to be in the room by himself," Ran Ran suggested with a smile, "Otherwise, I'll bury you in the soil and hide it." ”
"Miss Qiao, don't forget to leave a place for yourself."
"The Seventh Master is really a blessed person to share with."
"Miss Joe is polite."
In the end, Ran Ran didn't bury the seventh master in the soil to "hide", but just put down the chuang curtain and covered it up.
After hurriedly changing his clothes, Ran Ran followed Qi Tianche out and came to a teahouse.
Usually there will always be singing in the teahouse, but today I don't know if Qi Tianche's face is too ugly, no one dares to approach at all, in short, they have been sitting for a long time, let alone singing, and there is no one who dares to speak loudly.