Chapter 133 Palm Dance
The live broadcast room was quiet for a few seconds, and then a series of question marks came out.
[it! 】
【??? Sisters, I'm blind]
[Who is this?] Su Qiao?! What about the sisters? 】
[Oops.] Why do I see her so familiar? 】
[Wait, this woman is a bit like the fairy sister on the forum......]
Immediately, someone retorted sourly:
[Phew!] What fairy? I look like a vixen, who do you seduce when you dress like this......]
[This cliff is not Su Qiao! I've seen her! It's just spicy eyes, seeing her, Lao Tzu can spit out overnight dinner]
【…… No matter who she is, I just want to say that for the first time, I saw someone who could wear this classic beauty feeling! Ahhh
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Su Mo'er's fingertips in the audience suddenly clenched, and she bit her lip flap in a slight astonishment, "How could it be ......?"
Su Qiao, is this crazy?
Didn't she think the makeup that the six relatives didn't recognize was pretty good-looking?
Why do you want to swap it out today?!
"Damn?? Is this Jojo? ”
Su Bei, who came to the scene together, stumbled and was deeply shocked.
Since his freshman year of high school, his baby sister has lost her mind, and she began to wear heavy makeup and paint with six relatives who don't recognize her.
After a long time, even he almost forgot what the little girl looked like.
The eldest brother Su Mo frowned slightly, a little incredulous, "Qiaoqiao......"
"What do you want to do?"
Sunan, who was standing beside him, raised his hand and pressed the cap when he heard this, and the corners of his lips twitched, "That girl was really pulled up to dance an ancient dance?" ”
He doesn't know what his sister looks like?
Stupid and brutal.
I don't have any brains, and I'm stupid to die for.
If it is placed in a TV series, it is a typical vicious female supporting actress with a good family, beautiful appearance, and a miserable death.
Su Mo'er pinched her palms with her nails, and after she calmed down, she had a faint smile on her face, so she said embarrassedly: "Sister won't, I can actually understand it, maybe the people in the class pulled her up to make up for it......"
Su Bei muttered in a low voice: "Then what should I do if Qiao Qiao can't get off the stage by then?" ”
It doesn't matter if he will jump or not, he is just worried that the girl has strong self-esteem, and this party is still in the form of a live broadcast.
What if she is ridiculed in public, and the little girl is thin-skinned and can't think about it?
What he could think of, Su Mo'er naturally thought of it, "It's okay, my sister shouldn't care about those words, after all, ......"
The girl bit her lip and whispered softly, "After all, my sister has never cared about those gossips. ”
Subei: "......", why do you owe it so much?
He endured it, considering that the other party was his "sister", so his tone barely sounded gentle, "Are you so sure that Qiaoqiao doesn't care?" ”
I don't care about the fart!
He didn't know how strong the little girl's self-esteem was.
His "sister" really doesn't have a backache when she stands and talks.
Sunan licked his lips, he didn't bother to pay attention to Su Mo'er at all, he sighed and said, "What do you want to do Qiaoqiao?" ”
Look at this stance......
Is it the rhythm of things?
Hearing this, the two brothers subconsciously went to the stage, and their attention was immediately attracted by Su Qiao.
The girl's fiery red fairy skirt is embellished layer by layer, the beautiful and charming fox eyes are slightly upturned, the thick eyelashes are curvature, and the seventeen-year-old age has a little childish charm.
There is no doubt that she is very suitable for period costumes.
The demon is demonic, and the charm is soaked in the bones.
The girl clapped her hands, and the backstage quickly lifted a small drum up according to her arrangement.
This move made a group of people watching the excitement dumbfounded.