Phoenix Fight

Pu Yangyue's chic movements made Zhao Yu'er exuberant. Although he had never looked at her, she was already bathed in the dawn of hope. When the excitement came off, she glanced at Bai Languo who was about to play, and raised her eyebrows and smiled: "There are not many flowers in the hands of the prince."

"Oh, what do I want his flowers for? I want his people!" Bai Languo replied casually, with the same steps, people have already entered the venue.

Zhao Yuer glanced at her nondescript attire, sneered in her heart, she might be kicked off the court soon for her rude dance steps, right?

But you must know that Bai Languo’s current outfit was re-modified a moment ago: the knee-length skirt was still too long, Bai Languo simply changed it to miniskirt pants, and the strong outfit on the upper body continued to be smaller. Boldly exposed the navel, the cuffs were cut into a trumpet shape, the buns were taken apart, the ponytail was tied, and the embroidered shoes could not be changed, so they simply took off, and the whole Latin outfit was also a different kind of Daqing Dynasty.

So when she entered the stage, the nobles who had not yet woken up from Zhao Yuer’s luxurious dance, after seeing Bai Languo’s extraordinary face, they all gasped, their eyes widened and their necks stretched out. Except for the Seventh Prince and the Prince, almost no one can maintain a calm look, including the prince of Nan Yunguo in the vice chairmanship. That fat man, the whole lump of meat followed Bai Languo's spin around, his saliva was sloppy. La ground flow!

It is true that when Pu Yang Yue heard the news, he was finally shocked-"Next dance, Xiu Girl Bai Languo!"

"Bai Languo?" He couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.

Since Bai Languo turned around to enter the arena, not to mention that she had never seen her in such a costume, and never expected that she would appear among the show girls, so when Puyang opened his eyes wider to catch the familiar face in the field. At the time, he still couldn't believe it: How could it be Bai Languo?

However, her dance steps gradually slowed down, and when the enchanting smile fell on her side several times, the more Pu Yang had to accept: it was really her! It's really a woman who doesn't reassure herself at this moment!

Pu Yangyue's expression sank instantly, but the corners of the lips of the Seventh Prince on the next seat overflowed with a joking smile.

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Cuban style, butterfly style, walking, walking away... all kinds of messy steps, Bai Languo's Latin was learned from a senior who taught Latin when she was in college. It's not superb, and it can only be used by the ancients. It's a show in front of you.

The string orchestra of the court musicians couldn’t keep up with her rhythm at all. Only a few musicians had some talents and would follow her dance steps to change to a faster rhythm. This made the dance not without accompaniment. Anyway, the first half After finishing the simple version of the dance, Bai Languo was afraid of embarrassment in the second half of the difficult moves because he hadn’t connected for a long time. He was anxious and asked the kings and nobles present: "This dance, the little girl, needs A dance partner, I don’t know who is willing to admire, and accompany the little girl to the second half of the dance?"

During the banquet, there was a sigh of instigation and eager shouting. Pu Yang watched the changes quietly, but the people around him stood up: "This king loves dancing, but I have never seen you dance like this before. Although this king doesn't Yes, but would love to give it a try."

"Thanks for the Seventh Prince's love." Bai Languo smiled sweetly, and deliberately avoided Puyang's murderous gaze.

The colder Pu Yang watched the Seventh Prince walking into the dance hall, he was very uncomfortable. He didn't expect that when he sent flowers to Zhao Yuer, he deliberately spent time with himself, but there was no sign at all, so he grabbed it. In front, Pu Yang Yue felt the regret and hatred in his heart, and there was no end to it!

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Puyang Zhaoyuan really has a talent for dancing. Bai Languo just asked him to follow his own dance steps. The big deal, he changed Latin to ballroom dancing, occasionally adding a few hot rumba moves, but obviously, this guy loves rumba more. .

Rumba is a dance of love. The dance is charming, soft and graceful, and the graceful and graceful steps are extremely lingering. The detachment of the teasing is more passionate and hot. When Bai Languo is away from him, he will dance his favorite movements casually. When Bai Languo approached him, he would naturally support him with a tacit understanding. Bai Languo almost found the feeling of dancing with seniors when he was in college. The cooperation at that time was seamless, and the cooperation now comes naturally. Bai Languo is careful. , Couldn't help but jump and bump into some deer.

After a dance, the two are flirting with each other, and they have almost evolved from a strange friendship to a close partnership.

In the case of Puyang Yue's table, there were many more empty wine bottles unconsciously.

If he is jealous when he comes here, he will work harder.

"The prince's dance skill is superb, Guoguo admires it." Before leaving Puyang Zhaoyuan's arms around, Bai Languo attached to his ear, complimenting him.

Puyang Zhaoyuan smiled evilly, but turned around but did not return to the table, but folded a flower, and personally brought her a monotonous ponytail: "So, very good."

"Bai Languo got a flower and enters the next round." The **** in charge shouted sharply.

"Who said she only has one flower?" Pu Yang suddenly got up, lifted up the big bouquet of flowers on the table, and stuffed them all into Bai Languo's arms at once, regardless of whether she could hold them or not, let alone look at them. With a glance, she returned to the banquet and continued to drink.

"Hahaha, interesting! It's really interesting!" The prince of Nan Yun, who likes to join in the fun, also got up, folded a flower, and another flower, and gave it to Bai Languo, "I have the seventh prince to dance with, the prince loves you, you Deserve it!"

So the rest were encouraged by the kings and nobles, they also got up and went to flowers. All of a sudden, Bai Languo, not to mention the flowers that could not be held in her arms, was the flowers under her feet, and she was almost covered with petals. As soon as the carpet went out, I saw the unbelievable Zhao Yuer's sweetness. "Hey... I didn't expect the princes and princes to be so enthusiastic, even the princes of neighboring countries could not resist my Gongbao chicken! "

It is said that after this selection, Daqing, especially Songcheng, began to popularize a dance called "Kung Pao Chicken". This kind of dance is hot, superb, with less clothes and fast movements. It is especially suitable for flirting and love. The people of the Daqing dynasty had a mess of learning, but they also explained a fact from the side: Bai Lan is on fire!

Of course, this is something to say. After this dance, all the show girls rested in the side hall. Several of them were happy and worried. They were worried about whether the next campaign would be more cruel. There is still only Bai Languo. The most comfortable, hiding in the corner gnawing a bit of wind and water, until the prince Puyang Yue killed aggressively.

"Come out with me!" Pu Yang Yue stood at the entrance of the Pian Hall, his gaze passed directly through the layers of beautiful women, and shot at Bai Languo hidden in the corner.