Yu Xiaoche smirked.

was praised by her idol like this, and she was so happy, thinking of the 10 million she threw out for nothing, she also felt that the money was worth it!

"Sit down, enjoy, Choi Junjin only sings one song and leaves." Yu Xiaoche said.

Hearing this, Wang Chuchu was disappointed, "It's just a song?" Isn't that just a few minutes? ”

Seeing her disappointed look, Yu Xiaoche was hot-headed at the moment and blurted out, "Or, I'll let him sing one more song?" ”

Wang Chuchu patted his head, "You are stupid, you don't spend money like this, Cui Junzhen is a big-name star, if I guess correctly, Cui Junzhen is the surprise you said tonight, right?" ”

Yu Xiaoche nodded.

"It's stupid, it's a waste of money, if you want to make me happy next time, just give me the money!"

Wang Chuchu saw that he looked serious, and hurriedly said, "Do you really believe it?" I'm kidding, although you have money in the family, next time you don't want to waste it like this, do you hear?! Not an example! ”

Wang Chuchu patted the dog's head, his tone was gentle, and he said softly, "Yu Xiaoche, thank you, I am very moved." ”

Yu Xiaoche smirked again.

A song is over.

The atmosphere in the stadium was so high that it exploded.

But it's just a song, and Choi Junzhen left with the support of everyone.

"It's all here, let's go on the dance floor?"

Wang Chuchu grinned and pulled Yu Xiaoche onto the dance floor.

On the dance floor, the music was very loud, and Wang Chuchu had to communicate with him through body movements.

Seeing that he was stunned, Wang Chuchu raised his hand, shook it around in mid-air, and then hit him with his crotch with a bang while he was not paying attention.

Yu Xiaoche's center of gravity was unstable and fell directly to the ground.

Wang Chuchu hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled him up.

She flattened her mouth, put her left hand to her temple, gestured, and shrugged her shoulders in embarrassment, apologetically.

He smiled and waved his hand, sat on the ground again, counted one, two, three beats for himself in his heart, and then, a carp straightened up, and went directly into the dance state.

Wang Chuchu clapped his hands.

Yu Xiaoche didn't tell her that she had a title: the little prince on the dance floor!

He was just dumbfounded, and he was accidentally bumped into by her.

It's because I didn't expect my favorite idol, the burning nose hair, that is, Wang Chuchu, and the quiet personality actually have a crazy side, and I was just stunned for a while.

Soon, he, the little prince on the dance floor, captured everyone's hearts.

Everyone had a very tacit understanding, and they all gave Yu Xiaoche a small space, surrounded him, whistled, applauded vigorously, and shouted for him.

Yu Xiaoche naturally will not disappoint.

There are all kinds of beautiful and difficult dance postures.

In an instant, the atmosphere exploded.

It has the taste of Cui Junzhen at the scene just now.

"Sister Zhuang, look!"

When the people next to Yizhuang saw Wang Chuchu and the two, their eyes glared at the boss, and they shook Yizhuang's arms excitedly.

Holding a glass of red wine, Yizhuang turned around and looked in the direction.

In the next second, her face was like a poop that had been constipated for a few days, and it smelled incomparable.

"Hillbilly!"

Yizhuang spit out these three words from between her teeth, threw her coat away, and the perfect body proportions immediately caused the man next to her to whistle, "Let's go, let's show the real dance." ”

Wang Chuchu was immersed in happiness, not realizing the urgency of the "war" not far away.

"Wait, my stomach hurts!"

Yu Xiaoche frowned, holding his stomach, and in the next second, an unnoticed fart snatched out of his pants, his cheeks were red, and without waiting for Wang Chuchu to respond, he ran away directly from the dance floor with a whoosh, shouting in his heart: God, God, my stomach, please hold back!!