"No, it's because Li Sijue is really worth it. Wanwan, no one cheats anyone in love, it is because Li Sijue is worthy, and Bai Yingwu will love him. ”

Ye Wanwan smiled when she heard this, "You want to say that you are also worth it." ”

"You can think like that, but if you want to play the song of the white warbler well, you must know that Li Sijue is worth it. Yes, Bai Yingge had such doubts as soon as she appeared on the stage, she thought that her sister should not be so stupid and easily deceived by Li Sijue. ”

Especially Bai Yingwu was willing to die for Li Sijue's life, which made her feelings for Li Sijue more complicated. But Li Sijue is worth it, he really is worth it. ”

Pei Jize looked at Ye Wanwan's eyes, word by word, "He is a little similar to Xiao Rendong, but it is completely different, maybe he is not clean, maybe he has never expressed his strong love from beginning to end, but ......"

"He loves Bai Yingge, and he also loves his motherland, he is a person, an upright, flesh-and-blood person."

Ye Wanwan listened to Pei Jize's words, took a deep breath, and then came to Li Sijue's side in person with this incomprehension and doubt-

It seems that she is the one who doesn't understand why her sister is stuck in the quagmire and is obsessed with the white warbler.

The sound of music began to play—

Bai Yingge stood in the center of the dance floor, wearing a blue veil and dancing lightly. She wore an exotic dance costume, and her exposed waist and abdomen looked flexible and powerful because of the exercise.

Her person is thin but not woody, her dancing is not demonic, she stands barefoot on the silk carpet woven by brocade, accompanied by the crisp sound of silver bells on her ankles, Ye Wanwan's every step seems to fall on Pei Jize's heart.

Ye Wanwan learned this dance for a month, and for this scene, she was splitting when she slept!

Li Sijue stepped on the chair, his slender fingers pinched the wine glass, and casually rested on his knees. He stared at Bai Yingge quietly, and even held a delicate and lovely dancing girl in his arms. And Bai Yingwu was injured when he was assassinated last time, and is still recuperating in his mansion.

The song of the white warbler is enchanting like a snake, meandering to -

Li Sijue took a sip of wine, casually pushed away the dancing cow in his arms, and as soon as he fished it out, he hugged Bai Yingge into his arms. Lift the veil of the white warbler's song, and kiss it!

Bai Yingge hurriedly reached out to cover Li Sijue's mouth, hooked the veil with a smile, and casually pulled off the dance skirt with an overly high slit, covering Guolu's thighs, and then grabbed Li Sijue's collar, step by step, to the center of the dance floor.

The wind blew a red tent, and the camera was obscured by the hazy red veil, and only two figures were vaguely seen intertwined.

In just a few seconds, Ye Wanwan felt that she had spent a century.

Li Jingting is like an emotionless fault-picking machine, constantly raising objections and questions! The red tent is not elegant enough, the action is not intimate enough, and even the shadow is not enough to ask them to do it again!

For just two seconds of footage, Ye Wanwan was sweating all over, and even Pei Jize was ......

Pei Jize, "......"

He's not either, he's a long time ago! If he wasn't afraid of scaring her, why would he act in such a restrained way?

What kind of limb entanglement, what kind of red tent hazy -

"Ahh

Ye Wanwan let out an exclamation, the light gauze red tent floated in the wind, Li Sijue was the main guest, pressed the butterfly-like undulating white warbler song under him, slowly stretched out his hand, and picked up the black hair on her forehead.

"Cards!"