Chapter 81

The dress is light, the skirt yarn of water blue is soft like water. The red robe is as warm as fire.

Mu light song every time the foot, all firmly stepped on the beat. Qin Yiyao hardly needs to do anything, just follow her.

"Relax, everything has me." Feeling the tension of Qin Yiyao, mu Qingge whispers in her ear.

The hot smell from the ear.

Qin Yiyao's heart missed a beat for no reason, and his ear tip turned red quickly. "Relax, everything has me." The ordinary few words, but let her feel strangely reliable.

This feeling, let her strange.

Instinctively, she wants to resist, but the body is faithful to relax the tension.

White cheeks, red. In the dance, Qin Yiyao secretly looks at her side face. That pair of clear eyes, not half frivolous, clean enough to make people feel guilty. Beautiful face, suddenly become not so annoying, let her involuntarily want to use the eyes to outline.

Tango is the representative of passion.

However, in the moqingge dance steps, but let her jump out of another style. Dancing two people, sometimes like lingering lovers, sometimes like separate lovers.

The crisp dance steps, straight waist, moving with the melody and the blend of hardness and softness make this dance surpass those palace music and dance with empty frame.

Wind, rising.

The falling leaves in the garden were blown up, and the pink petals were drawn into the air and came towards the stage.

It seems that both of them are attracted by their graceful dancing and accompany them.

The strange dance steps and wonderful feeling made Qin Yiyao lose his mind for the first time. She moves with the action of moqingge, and the whole person is like a butterfly dance. She has a sense of freedom from the confinement.

The wind blowing by her cheek and the colorful falling in her eyes made her forget that at this moment, only the one dancing with her was left in her eyes.

"How beautiful! What is this dance? "

"I've never seen it."

"This dance should only be heard in the sky and rarely heard in the world."

The music was repeated and the dance was never broken. At this moment, it seems that all the people have forgotten the inharmonious atmosphere before, as well as the merciless ridicule.

Everyone wants this dance not to stop.

Even Qin Jinhao's eyes were full of shock. Eyes light, tightly locked in the stage, such as the flame of the beat that wipe red.

Si Mo deep eyes, dark and endless. Glass like luster covered all his emotions, and at the moment, in this eyes, but reflected a fiery red figure, as well as flying Luoying.

Mu ran, an idea rose in his heart, almost let him out of control.

"If only I could dance with xiaoge'er."

In the fantasy, the shadow dancing in the bottom of his eyes seems to have changed. The water blue figure is gradually fading away, instead of his dust white. He held the red, and he took her to dance in the falling colors

"Dad, when does light song dance?" Mu Lianrong asked.

In her eyes, she was shocked by the dance. Even, she suspected that she was just having a dream.

Mu Xiong, who was asked about it, was also inexplicable. He had never seen such a special dance, let alone the MuQing song club. Unable to give his daughter an answer, he just shook his head slowly.

At the same time, I blame myself in my heart for not caring enough about my grandchildren.

At the banquet, there was no sound except the melodious music. All of us, with eyes wide open, enjoy the amazing dance of muqingge.

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