Chapter 361: Can ** women's magic dance (below)

Mrs. Fang Hua is only allowed to insist on Yang Chen. In this way, once Yang Chen sinks mi, he can be firmly controlled by Mrs. Fang Hua and can no longer escape.
The reason why Mrs. Fanghua does not need to be strong is to avoid the legendary old devil who is about to soar. The second is to want Yang Chen to be willing.
With so many means, it is this kind of willingness. As long as she is not actively using the magical dance to mihuo Yang Chen, even if the old devil wants to find her trouble, there is no reason.
Now Yang Chen actually proposed to watch the magic dance, but this is to find his own death, not to be tempted by Mrs. Fang Hua. Even if the old devil has trouble in the future, you can use Yang Chen to be willing to stop.
"Not ready to go yet?" Yang Chen turned to stare at Mrs. Fang Hua, and laughed like a smile.
"Yes, son!" Mrs. Fang Hua looked at Yang Chen's expression, determined that he was not joking, and finally said: "Slave, then go and prepare."
In less than a moment, in front of Yang Chen, there are more than a dozen young women who seem to be ordinary people. Compared with those women who wore tulle before, these women are almost not repaired, and the makeup on their faces is also very delicate. In both eyes, a childish light that is not deeply involved is not like a master.
The sound of the bamboo has changed. I haven't waited for these new women to start dancing. Those who had stayed here to serve, they all brushed and bowed to Mrs. Fang Hua, then turned around and went out of the hall.
In the room, only Yang Chengong Sun Ling and the original five female slaves were left, as well as Mrs. Fang Hua and these new women. The dinner table has also been withdrawn, and the hall of the dàngdàng is out.
"Please ask the son to comment!" More than a dozen women dancers, brushing and screaming at Yang Chen, and then occupying the position in the hall, with the sound of silk bamboo, slowly dance.
These new women dancers, unlike the women in the past, have only a veil of body, but the tightness of the package, the dance that jumps out is very pleasing, but there is no such thing as a sly taste.
I don’t know where the sound of the bamboo and bamboo sounds, it seems to be very neutral, and it’s a dance that can be enjoyed in the elegant.
Just looking at it for a while, Gong Sunling’s face was a suspicious huo. She really didn't understand how to let everyone talk about the magical dance of the tiger, which turned out to be such a look.
If you dare to call it a dance, then what are the young girls who are barely able to jump, what is it?
Just want to ask Yang Chen, is it that when Mrs. Fang Hua made a mistake, Gong Sunling suddenly found out that Yang Chen was watching the dances with relish, and his eyes were not blind.
Yang Chen is Gongsun Ling who is willing to absolutely trust, and even willing to press his own life to trust him. Yang Chen’s performance shows that this day’s magic dance is not simple. Gong Sunling also suppressed the suspected huo and began to pay attention to those dances.
After jumping half a column of incense, the sound of silk bamboo began to slowly change, and the dancing Jindan women, the dance also has a little warmth, the hall, the faint exchanges of women bursting jiāo Asthma, it seems that they are very tired to dance this dance.
After a while, the dancers seemed to be more tired, and the sound of the whip was fine, and some thin sweats began to appear on the face, and some blushing blush on the face.
The atmosphere seems to have begun to change at this time. The dancers are tired of jumping, and they feel a little hot. The tight robes that have just been covered are also quietly pulled over at the neckline. White suxiong and the corner of each sè apron.
The body fragrance of the daughter's family also spread slightly with the sweat of the body, slowly filling the hall. The scent of the incense was raging, and there was a bit of a sigh of relief in the hall.
Even though he has been staring at these dancers, Gong Sunling did not notice when they secretly pulled the neckline. As the dance is getting better, the dancers' neckline seems to be getting bigger and bigger, almost half of the xiong mouth.
Suddenly, a dancer seems to have been stunned for a moment, and his body is stunned. A dancer next to him may be too tired to step on her clothesline hanging down on the ground. With a bang, the fallen dancer's clothes were directly torn open to a big mouth, almost half of the body.
The poor dancer was almost in a hurry and wanted to pull the only half of the clothes left on his body to cover his luolu body, but the remaining half of the clothes were too small to be covered. The most heart-wrenching thing is that in the cover of the mess, she has to dance with everyone's dance, and suddenly a beautiful scene is flashed.
The dancers are almost anxious to cry out, the deep feelings on the face, I see the pity, may be afraid of Mrs. Fang Hua's yin Wei, but the dance does not dare to pause, can only secretly cover up. But the more it is, the more people look at it.
When a person moves in a mess, it immediately affects other people.
Oh, another, the other dancer’s clothes were torn apart. The overall movement is a big mess.
In the blink of an eye, all the dancers’ faces are full of horror, and it seems that they will face terrible punishment after the disorder. But it has begun to be chaotic, but no one can restore the original neatness. After a few movements, the third dancer was smashed by the cloth on the ground, and the body fell to Yang Chen’s side, just to fall on Yang. At the foot of the morning.
"The son, save me!" When the panicked dancer looked up, it was presented in front of Gong Sunling, but it was a face with a rainy face, an anxious expression, and Zhang opened a few mouths with a quick mouth. Did not dare to make any noise. Gong Sunling still relies on the mouth shape to be able to guess the dancer's words.
In time, Gong Sunling’s sympathy rose and she couldn’t help but reach out and pull the woman up. The woman may have sprained her ankle when she fell. Just as she landed, she was soft and rushed to the arms of Gongsun and Ling.
Gong Sunling’s hand disease, holding a woman, eating the breath of the woman’s body, as if the ghost made a difference, actively holding the woman’s waist, reaching out to wipe the tears on the woman’s face, active in the woman’s cherry On the last wěn, softly comforted: "Don't be afraid, have me."
"Hey!" Yang Chen’s sigh, heavy in the ears of Gongsun, Ling. Gong Sunling’s brain trembled and suddenly woke up.
The poor woman is still in her arms, but Gong Sunling has no such sympathy. She only feels that she is holding a beautiful snake, and she uses a force to push the woman out. ! .
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