Chapter 889: Pole Dancing
As long as she used the method taught by Emperor Fuyi, and then stimulated the maximum potential of her spiritual power, she really flew up.
When she flew to the top of the cliff for the first time on her own, she felt refreshed, and the air after the rain was as fresh as water, and her entire lung felt stretched.
"Are you happy?" Emperor Fuyi casually wiped the sweat on her forehead: "Well done!" ”
He thought she would have to fail ten or eight times, but he didn't expect her to come up after only two failures.
"It's fun." Gu Xijiu almost wanted to spin around.
She has always been calm and calm, under normal circumstances, no matter how happy she is, she is just a smile, she has always been calm and calm in front of people, and only when she returns to her own nest will she jump happily, like a child.
But now she wants to go around happily,
It seems that Di Fuyi really didn't lie to her at this point, as long as she used the right method, she could jump on that cliff and not show her ugliness.
It's only to blame her for skipping class, and it's only for staying up late......
Emperor Fuyi looked at her crooked eyebrows and smiled: "Are you happy to want to dance?" ”
"Uh-huh." Gu Xijiu did have the urge to dance.
The emperor waved his sleeves, and suddenly there was an iron pillar standing tall in the open space, and he seriously suggested: "Why don't you do a pole dance?" ”
Gu Xijiu: "......"
Emperor Fuyi followed the temptation: "Didn't you say that you dance this kind of dance very well?" At the beginning, I wanted to use the body of this seat to dance, but this seat has always been curious about what kind of dance it is, but now it is better to dance one. ”
Gu Xijiu didn't want to jump, she was afraid that she would finish his wolf hair.
She coughed, "It's deeper and heavier now, it's not suitable for jumping that." I'm going to fly off the cliff nine more times, so I'll save my strength, so I'll fly this first. "I turned around and wanted to fly.
"If you jump well, the penalty for this seat can be halved." Emperor Fuyi raised his hand and grabbed her.
Gu Xijiu raised her eyebrows: "Isn't your punishment not discounted?" ”
"Well, if you dance a good song, this seat can be extrajudicial."
Cut, fool her! What does it mean to jump well? If she doesn't say it's good after she dances, won't she jump in vain? She's not fooled!
"You need special clothes to dance that dance, and you need to have real dynamic music...... Gu Xijiu began to find a reason to shirk.
The more she said this, the more curious Di Fuyi became: "What clothes do you need?" There may be something ready here in this seat. As for what dynamic music...... This seat can be accompanied by the guqin. “
How could he possibly prepare this?
Gu Xijiu first said the clothes needed for that dance, a tight small vest and flat-legged shorts, and it is best to have a small grass skirt......
Emperor Fuyi listened for a moment, and then looked at her for a long time: "That kind of clothes - can you wear them?" ”
Gu Xijiu breathed a sigh of relief, she knew that he didn't. So she fooled him; "This dance can only be effective if you wear that kind of clothes. Otherwise, it's boring, and I don't have that condition now, so I'd better not jump yet......"
Before she could finish speaking, she paused, and the emperor took out a suit from his storage space, a set of clothes and trousers of extremely elastic fabric, which shone like the scales of a fish when taken out in the moonlight.
He looked at her with two fingers like scissors, and his eyes were blazing: "How do you want to cut?" He handed her another set of pen and paper: "Come, draw a picture." ”
Gu Xijiu: "......" She had the illusion of lifting a stone and hitting her own feet.