922?? The black history of the boss

Lu Wenqing opened the cabin door, Di Lin stood up straight and jumped off the plane first, and then stretched out his palm to hold Jun down and put him on the ground.

Mu Jinbai and Xiao Gao also jumped off the plane after the two.

At this time, a few people saw clearly that this was not a village and town, but a hotel converted from a village and town.

The pristine village is cleverly combined with the natural beauty, which is close to the ground without creating health and safety problems.

Some of his subordinates had already received the news and politely welcomed a few people to the central square.

In the small square, the bonfire licked the newly hunted game on the fire rack, the meat had already been roasted to brown, the fat overflowed, and fell on the flame drop by drop, and the deep aroma of meat wafted around, provocative, teasing people's taste buds.

Seeing the emperor returning, the elders of the village stood up with a smile and greeted the guests with their local ethnicity.

Afterwards, several people were invited to sit in the crowd.

The women laughed and poured beer into the wooden bowls of several people, some played drums, and everyone sang and danced.

This is the real original music, Jun Qing sat next to him at first, swaying gently to the rhythm, and then simply stood up and joined in.

He jumped for a while, then ran over and grabbed Emperor Lin's arm.

"Husband, you can jump too!"

Emperor Lin did not refuse, put down the wooden bowl and stood up.

Seeing that he was pulled into the crowd by Jun Qing and a few young black girls, several of Emperor Lin's subordinates, including Lu Wenqing, raised their hands to cover their faces, and did not dare to look at Emperor Lin.

Everyone knows that Emperor Lin can do anything, and the only thing he can't do is dance.

If you see the boss's black history, how will you mix around the boss in the future?

However, there was no imaginary laughter, and there were applause and whistles all around.

Even, Mu Jinbai began to applaud.

Lu Wenqing raised his face, separated the fingers that were blocking his face, and looked through the gap between his eyes, only to see that in the crowd, Emperor Lin and Jun were holding hands lightly, dancing happily to the beat of the drum.

The figures of the two are separated, and they are close, and they cooperate very tacitly.

Without the awkwardness and rigidity that Lu Wenqing imagined, Di Lin's body was very relaxed, and he danced in a good way, every step moved, and every movement was in rhythm.

Lu Wenqing lowered his face and blinked in disbelief.

The subordinates of the Emperor Lin sitting next to him were also stunned.

I know that this one can fight seven or eight, and he is very skilled, but this dancing ...... When did you learn it?

The tacit cooperation of a man and a woman not only surprised Lu Wenqing and the others, but even the locals, who have always been good at dancing, were conquered by Jun Qing's dancing posture and cheered loudly for the two.

Everyone drinks, dances, and eats meat......

Play until late at night.

Lu Wenqing took Mu Jinbai and Xiao Gao to their room, while Emperor Lin held Jun Qing's palm.

"I'll take you to see something!"

He waved his hand, and moments later, a driver drove past the SUV.

The two of them got into the car together, and followed the dim path through a wooded field, and saw a quiet lake in the moonlight in the distance.

"It's ......"

"Shh Emperor Lin raised his palm and motioned for her to lower her voice, "Don't make a sound!" ”

The two held hands and jumped lightly onto the observation deck.

At this moment, a group of black shadows walked to the lake to drink water, and by the moonlight, Jun Qing could clearly see the black and white stripes on each other's bodies - it was a herd of zebras.

Because it is the dry season, the water source on the grassland is reduced, and this waterhole becomes an important drinking place for the animals.