Chapter 547

The music has obviously slowed down, which is different from the enchanting and sexy of the snake just now. At this time, the white mermaid is like sitting on a stone by the sea combing her hair. Her graceful action is like telling a mellow and beautiful girl's dream. Her action is no longer wild, and it seems to show some shyness. The two different aesthetic feelings are bumping up and down, and the hearts of the people are jumping up and down It's boiling.

A moment later, with the change of painting style, the dancer of the human fishtail danced in the air, just like a mermaid playing, and then set off a climax of layers:

"sister sang, sister sang ~"

unconsciously, her eyes were attracted to the past, with the feeling that she had not recovered, but the dance music had gradually come to an end, accompanied by an ending It's like an action of relaxing. The last note of music falls, and the surrounding lights light up. When you look up, you can see a woman with exquisite body, black tights and special hat bowing and taking a curtain call.

His eyes fell on the woman's side face. Feng Yimo stood up and even pushed the wine cup to her hand: "pear "Reno?"

On the stage, instinctively, her eyes wandered past one by one, passing through the congested human community. On the sparse side, Rino saw the tall posture standing in the light at a glance. Her eyes met one by one, and her movements were suddenly stopped, and her brain was blank.

But it was just a blink of an eye. Taking back her eyes, Rino turned around and ran to the back of the stage. Her movement was a little hasty. Suddenly, she came back to herself, surrounded the table with desert and chased after her.

When she got off the stage, Rino trotted all the way. Because she was not far away, she took a few strides in the corridor. When she approached the two ends, he locked her in the field of vision:

"little pear?" Is that you

The heart suddenly trembled, but Rino quickened his pace under his feet.

"Wait!" Speed up to catch up, think of where, Feng Yimo again called out: "elder sister sang?"

But when he turned out of the aisle again, there was no woman. The last picture he captured was the familiar figure of a woman, and the strange one - a little brown short hair on her shoulder after taking off her hat.

All the way to the middle of the corridor, Feng Yimo was stopped by several security guards: "Sir, the back is the work land, you can't break in!"

Seizing a man's skirt, Feng Yimo was slightly excited: "sister sang, what about sister sang? I want to see her! What's sister Sang's name? Is her real name Jane leno

"Sir, do you drink too much and recognize the wrong person? Elder sister sang is an honorary name. Her real name is sang MI! Don't be like this. We are the boss's woman. We don't want to see her, even if we don't want to see her! "

A man's words were like a basin of cold water pouring down. Feng Yimo also felt that his head seemed to be a little chaotic, and the hand holding the man's skirt unconsciously relaxed:

did he drink too much and get dizzy?

Rubbing his eyes, Feng Yimo was in a dreamy trance: because of the newlywed, did he miss her too much? So, who looks like her?

Turn around, dejected, sealed with desert decadent leave, one side of the door, the whole process, a vision.

The atmosphere did not dare to breathe, Rino's hands covered his mouth, but his eyes were vaguely floating on a layer of water. Until the sound of footsteps outside all died away and was completely quiet, she turned and leaned against one side of the wall to wilt down:

does he still remember her and miss her?

Just relieved, her mind floated again. Looking up, Rino could not help pinching her leg, and her lips raised a positive and sarcastic smile:

"she's putting gold on her face again! Missing and loving are two different things

As long as he is a beautiful woman, he will miss it! For example, once I miss Yin Lanxi, now I miss her -

it is true that men are like mountains, women are like water, men's love is always so fierce but short, while women are always soft and long!

Do you love him? I love it! But think of it, it seems that some are not worth it!

Hate him? Hate it, too! But in detail, in fact, it is so weak, after all, together, he is not negative, also gave her good!

It can only be said that their pursuit is not the same!

There is no doubt that if he shows up at this time, he may entangle with himself or be together. But Rino also knows that this kind of passion and love together is short-lived! Like at this moment, a short departure, he has empathized with the other love, spouse looking for another!

Can she say he's not responsible? No!

Can she say he's worth trusting? No!

The title of the report appeared in my mind, which was full of emotion and special emotion. What a precise positioning!

Slowly closed eyes, Li Nuo's heart for a while or needle, then, she slowly and propped up the body: after all, two people are not the same kind of people!

Although what she wants is not necessarily eternal, this kind of love is too short. It can be imagined that if one day in the future, she will be old or ill, and will be reduced to yesterday's yellow flower, what will be the end waiting for her?No matter how perfect the unsuitable person is, what's the use?

As the foot of the beautiful almost dreamy shoes, too gorgeous and uncomfortable, can only wear the stage that gorgeous three seconds!

Strong pressure down the heart surging emotions, at this moment, Rino's reason to overcome emotion, from the bone, she does not want to be contaminated with everything in the past.

The sudden shock of throbbing, surprise, loss and sadness, and the impact of sadness and joy, made Feng Yimo's strong anti pressure iron bone, and was deeply hit to pieces. He walked out of the room and got on the taxi. He felt very sick. His head was full of a face like Li Nuo dancing and shaking I was looking at her -

when I went back to Baixing garden and lay down on the bed, the feeling became more intense. Finally, he didn't know how to sleep.

The next day, when Feng Yimo woke up, he was already on the edge of the day. He was lying on his back in bed, full of wine, and his suit didn't take off. He got up with a splitting headache and knocked hard on his forehead. The same lines, familiar faces and familiar back flashed through his mind. Finally, he turned to a strange hairstyle

Unable to get rid of it, he just felt that he was stunned. Feng Yimo shook his head fiercely: "I'm really crazy! Little pear, am I really crazy? "

Look, everyone has a shadow like you before?

Am I really critically ill?

If I can, I'd like to trade everything for you -