1394 You Dance, Let Me Sing (2)

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Uncle sings? Does he have perfect pentatonicity?

Di Mingjue dancing? Cough cough cough... Forgive her incompetence.

Di Mingjue had a dark face, his whole body was full of chills that strangers should not approach, he turned around and flung his sleeves and was about to leave.

But he was pulled back by Muyan, hugging his waist and not letting go.

She held back her smile and raised her head: "Di Mingjue, today is the celebration party of our Yaoguang branch. You are also a member of the Yaoguang branch, how can you not participate!"

Di Mingjue sneered faintly: "This is not my lord!"

He is the dignified emperor of the extreme region, and a member of the Yaoguang branch?

Bullshit!

After finishing speaking, Your Majesty is about to run away.

However, he was pulled back by Mu Yan again.

Mu Yan's eyes were bright, and her face was full of slyness, "Even if you are not a member of the Yaoguang Branch, you are also my family member! I am a student of the Yaoguang Branch, and since you are my family member, naturally you are also from the Yaoguang Branch. A part. Or, Lord Jun, if you want to talk, it's not worth it, and you want to abandon me?"

Di Mingjue: "..."

He gritted his teeth: "Jun Muyan, don't take an inch!"

Muyan laughed, she still had to make an inch.

"Darling, don't be shy." Mu Yan shook his hand with a smile, "Isn't it just dancing? I believe that no matter what it is, it will not be difficult for you, Your Majesty!"

Di Mingjue looked at her faintly for a long time, then suddenly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a meaningful smile, "Okay, I will participate. But Yanyan, you won't regret it later."

regret? What does she regret?

Although she thought so, Mu Yan suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

Shouldn't she be shooting herself in the foot?

Soon, several people in Xiaoyaomen showed the results that they were not good at things.

Mu Yan directly embroidered a bunch of mandarin ducks so that they couldn't even look like a grass chicken.

Leng Yumo didn't draw any pictures, but made herself colorful.

It was Chu Moli who was the most extreme. He started roasting meat and directly roasted a dark dish that exuded a stench.

Even Muyan, a culinary waste, can make things better than him.

Finally, it was the turn of the two mentors.

But several people looked at each other in dismay, but no one dared to urge.

Instead, they all looked at Muyan in unison.

Muyan coughed lightly and pushed Di Mingjue, "Mr. Mo, it's your turn."

Di Mingjue slowly stood up.

Under the moonlight, his peerless face became more and more dazzling.

I saw him step by step in front of Mu Yan and stretched out his hand towards her.

Those icy blue eyes stared at the girl in front of him for a moment.

There is perseverance, fiery, and domineering in the bottom of his eyes, but more is the tenderness to the bone.

Mu Yan felt that she was almost drowned in these deep eyes.

His mind was in a trance for a moment, and then he reached out to him unconsciously.

The next moment, Mu Yan's whole body had already taken off, and was carried by Di Mingjue into the air.

Under the moonlight, a handsome man embraced a delicate girl.

The two figures leaned against each other, hugged each other, and blended together.

Obviously there is no music, but the two seem to be stepping on the beat, sometimes jumping, sometimes spinning, sometimes leaning back.

Yingying's moonlight plated a layer of silver light on the two of them, so beautiful and so fitting.

People can't help but feel envious and yearning.

Several people in Xiaoyaomen were stunned.

They never thought that Instructor Mo's dance turned out to be like this.

It was the first time they had seen such a magical and beautiful and romantic dance.

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