Zhao Chenghui wears coarse cloth clothes on weekdays, and his temperament is not reduced by half, but Zhao Chenghui is a man after all, and he is different from a male child.

Zhao Chenghui has broad shoulders and high shoulders, and it doesn't fit well in a woman's dancer costume, so when they saw Zhao Chenghui wearing a crop top, everyone present hid their faces and snickered.

The only one who dared to smile openly was Shang Rongzhou, who was sitting on the main seat.

Shang Rongzhou smiled unscrupulously, she patted the face of the male girl next to her, looked at Zhao Chenghui's funny outfit, and sneered: "It turns out that Zhao Gongzi is not perfect, it's really ugly to wear girls' clothes, but since he has changed his clothes, Zhao Gongzi will start." ”

Zhao Chenghui stood in the middle, with a little woman playing the pipa on the left and a little woman dancing a sword on the right.

"If you don't stop, you can't stop."

The woman playing the pipa played the music first, and the woman dancing the sword danced to the accompanying music, but Zhao Chenghui stood in the middle stunned and motionless. Then, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes again, and began to scratch his hands and feet in a mess.

Looking at Zhao Chenghui's embarrassed appearance, Shang Rongzhou laughed and trembled, and she began to enjoy the service of the male children with satisfaction.

Speaking of which, this young man's service is more comfortable than that of ordinary maids.

After the song was played, Shang Rongzhou was still immersed in the pleasure of being served.

The dance music stopped, and Shang Rongzhou looked lazily and displeased at the woman who was playing the pipa: "Did the palace let you stop?" ”

The little woman trembled in fright, and hurriedly continued to play.

And Zhao Chenghui could only dance along.

After a quarter of an hour, Shang Rongzhou asked her to stop.

Zhao Chenghui stood without speaking, and his face was not as cold as before, and returned to his usual cold face.

There was no expression on Zhao Chenghui's face that Shang Rongzhou wanted to see, and Shang Rongzhou was very unhappy about this.

She looked at Zhao Chenghui and was very disgusted: "You can't dance well, I really don't know what use you have." Bowing his head and patting the face of the little girl in his arms, Shang Rongzhou chuckled and said, "You go, go and dance to show the palace." ”

Xiao Qi'er covered her lips shyly and smiled, twisted her waist and came to Zhao Chenghui's side.

Even if there is nothing to do with Zhao Chenghui, Zhao Chenghui has not hurt him, and Xiao Qier just hates Zhao Chenghui, an unbeatable child of a family.

Why Zhao Chenghui was born to enjoy glory and wealth, and why can he only fall into the quagmire to please people for a living.

So when the high-ranking Zhao Gongzi once fell into the quagmire and ended up in the same situation as him, even his current situation was not as good, the little boy had a kind of distorted happiness in his heart, and the little boy stood beside Zhao Chenghui with a high spirit, and mocked Zhao Chenghui with a sweet voice: "Zhao Gongzi let me go, I'm going to perform for the princess." ”

Zhao Chenghui listened to this sweet and greasy voice, and couldn't help but stand on end, and took a few steps back to the side.

The little girl was already wearing light clothes, and when she danced, she was light, sometimes biting her lip, sometimes smiling, charming, especially a pair of seductive eyes, looking straight in the direction of Shang Rongzhou.

"Look at how people dance." Shang Rongzhou mocked him disdainfully: "What are you doing in a daze, don't stand behind and learn to jump." ”

Zhao Chenghui obediently stood behind the little girl, learning his action of pinching the orchid finger.

It's just that he can't learn it, and the movements he makes are stiff and ugly, and there is no ornamentation at all.

Zhao Chenghui was called by Shang Rongzhou's side.