Song Ci is countless, but it hasn't been calculated yet.
If you really follow Bai Qi's way to kiss Bai Bai, will Rong Bai kill the band because of this, and will he take his life together?
How can a man tolerate himself kissing another man without being aware of it? Isn't this a dead end?
Song Ci did not dare to think of the consequences, and his head shook like a rattle, "Jiang Liang, Jiang Liang, you are clearly trying to kill me ..."
The scene was over between talking, and before the scenery changed, his arm was pulled, before walking a few steps, he was pressed on a stool.
"Oh, what happened to your eyebrows, it wasn't just shaved yesterday, how did it grow again today?" This voice took the scene, and a bronze mirror appeared in front of Song Ci, reflecting his face.
He looked dull in the mirror, looked up, and there were two women standing beside him.
One of the women held a strangely shaped knife in her hand, and then touched the paste on Song Ci's eyebrows. Song Ci hid subconsciously.
"What do you hide, don't mess around!" The woman reproached slightly.
Song Ci just wanted to speak, and suddenly remembered the ordinary people who had been implicated because of his nonsense, and closed his mouth in fear.
If it was because of what he had said that all these people turned into chessboard sacrifices, then even if he was out in the end, I am afraid that he would feel uncomfortable for a long time.
He could accept those who died in the chessboard, but he could not accept that they died.
Song Ci gritted his teeth and sat upright, letting the woman scrape her eyebrows with a knife.
"Well, this time I cleaned it up." After the woman finished, Song Ci saw herself in the mirror.
A pair of handsome eyebrows were frowned, and looked inexplicably awkward. He frowned and looked even more weird.
"Jiang Liang, you'll be on stage later, don't be nervous. He said that if your first performance was successful this time, you'll have to add meat to us at night." Another woman picked up her pen and took it seriously Of Song Ci frowned.
When Song Ci heard it, he was so nervous that he swallowed his mouth. He said that he could do nothing except those things. Wouldn't he come to power if he stepped on the stage?
However, in such a situation, he can't tolerate shirk, and can only go to the stage arbitrarily according to the original setting.
It turns out that even if the scalp is stiff, it wo n’t happen.
Song Ci stood on the side table, sorted out his dress, twisted his heart and waited for a couple of twists.
Hearing only a loud shout, the sound of gongs, drums and flutes sounded quietly, Song Ci recalled the pace of Jiang Liang before stepping onto the stage, pressing his trembling legs, and walking towards Taichung.
"Jiang Liang-you are turning!" Someone whispered at the side.
Song flustered a bit, quickly adjusted his hands and feet, and hurriedly swung down, and saw dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him. He was staring at it like this for the first time, and became even more panicked.
However, the people below seemed to be incapable of seeing Song Ci's mistakes, admiring, stunning, and various sounds intertwined, and wished to immediately kneel on the stage under the embroidered shoes of Song Ci.
Seeing this, Song Ci was slightly relaxed. He couldn't get out of Jiang Liang's various customs and had to move stiffly to the center of Taiwan, facing the four people.
He looked away slightly, and then looked straight to the place where Feng Zhuojun was sitting. When the sight stopped, Rong Bai reflected in his eyes.
It was still the pale that made him feel strange.
He was wearing an apricot robe, his white jade crown was on his black hair, and his long hair was laid on his clothes casually. He leaned a bit on the chair and ate dates, looking away from a distance. Looking at Song Ci.
In the same costume, Rong Bai apparently wanted to be seen too much by Feng Zhuojun. When Song Ci saw Feng Zhuojun again, he just felt a bright light, but when he saw Rong Bai, he got a glimpse of surprise.
His eyes were faint, but Song Ci still set off a towering wave in his heart.
Rong Bai looked at Song Ci, neither looked nor watched, but really looked at him seriously.
Song Ci stared at him and waited for the audience to urge him. Then he realized that it was time to dance. He hurriedly rolled off his sleeves and jumped up and down.
Leaning forward, Song Ci never expected that he would have a day wearing a big flower skirt and dancing on the stage, although the dance was full of perplexity and perfunctory.
But the spectators below were still blind, applauding, cheering and praising. Only Rong Bai chewed slowly and looked at the awkward posture of Song Ci on the stage, his voice seemed to himself, "This jump is WTF?"
Song Ci did not know how he twisted this song. After the flute sound was over, he was stunned by the cheers of the audience and stepped down from the stage. Two women came to meet him with excitement, "Jiang Liang, thank you, this dinner is tonight!"
Song Ci smiled awkwardly.
"It's a great jump. It's not a little better than the previous head card. We picked you up at the three-foot stand, which is good luck for a few lifetimes!"
He consciously couldn't bear such praise. When he thought of his confusion under so many people's gaze, he felt a hot face, and said, "It's just a twist."
"Don't be modest, we will count on you in this building ..."
The two women said as they took him into the room, and picked out many costumes that were so familiar to him at the first sight. "This is what you want to wear in the next opera. Hurry up and change the time. Hurrying. "
After the door was closed, Song Ci stared at the costume in front of him, with a complex mood.
He tried to take off his dress, but felt that he couldn't get started. He had to tear a big seam at the waist with brute force, took off the skirt simply and rudely, and explored the costume again.
The workmanship of the costume is extremely delicate, every bead is glittering, every pin is delicate and neat, and it is heavy in his hands. Song Ci touched this kind of clothes for the first time, but he could n’t find how to pass it after searching for some time. Yes, there was a sudden sweat on my head.
In the end, Emperor Tian was not disappointed. After fighting with the costumes, Song Ci found the buckle in a very secret place and hurriedly untied it. He was not as slender as Jiang Liang. Tight, fortunately, Song Ci was shorter than Jiang Liang, so he wouldn't tear his clothes in one action.
After all, he was so tired that he sat in front of the mirror, picked up the papa on the table, and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead. After he wiped it twice, he suddenly wondered why he would be afraid to get his makeup on. Flower of mind, angry throwing a handkerchief with a positive posture. Fiction baby novel network www.xiaoshuowa.com
The heart said that the chessboard was indeed a harmful thing, which caused him to have some thoughts.
Without waiting for Song Ci to correct his mind, the knock on the door rang, and a woman's voice came out of the door, "Jiang Liang, stop your hand and stay with this man."
Song Ci was a little stunned, what should come is still coming, and it is coming fast!
He was a little flustered. For a while, he was sitting still, and before he was ready for thought, the door was pushed open. Song Ji raised his eyelids and looked through the mirror. At the moment when I looked up, the tired smile raised slightly.
This is the tolerant familiar to him.
Song Ci was stunned, and it was almost instantly discovered that this Rong Bai was different from the Rong Bai sitting in the stands just now. His eyes were not alienated and indifferent, only a gentle smile.
But Rao is so, he still has doubts in his heart, dare not to act lightly, and after only a moment of silence, he is extremely honest, "Feng ... Master Feng comes here, what's the matter?"
Rong Bai walked slowly to Song Ci, smiling and not talking.
Everything is normal, Song Ci relieved, and continued, "Why not speak?"
Still no response.
Song Ci trembled and stood up, "Let me guess, Master Feng, think again ..."
In the second half, what did Jiang Liang guess?
His mind was white and he was biting his scalp again. "Do you think of me like a girl again?"
That's pretty much what it means anyway.
Rong Bai heard a laugh and heard a sudden, his eyes moved from his thin eyebrows to Zhu Lips, slowly and ambiguous.
Song Ci was a little flustered. It is logical that Master Feng should say, "I'm here to apologize", right, what's the laugh?
But he waited for a while, and didn't wait for Rong Bai to say this, his eyes became more eager, Rong Bai seemed to see his waiting, and said slowly, "It's a bit like."
what is this? Is this what Feng Zhuojun said?
Song Ci glared, Rong Bai thought he was upset, and added, "But it was pleasing."
Song Ci was silent. He didn't know who Rong Bai would be implicated in if he went wrong, so he didn't dare to act lightly, thinking about how to end the scene in the fastest way.
Rong Bai saw that he was not talking anymore. He approached him and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"
In Song Ci's small head, he thought of many things, a few thoughts flickered, and finally stopped in the picture that he had seen in the mirror before, his eyes suddenly flashed.
The mirror was afraid he gave him the answer in advance.
Song Ci swallowed hard with saliva, and when he looked up, he ran into Rong Bai's gaze, with an inexplicable meaning, and left Rong Bai confused for a moment.
This appearance made Rong Bai somewhat doubt whether he had pinched the knife in his palm and was ready to stab him at any time.
Before waiting for Rong Bai to ask questions, I saw Song Ci rushing forward, narrowing the distance with Rong Bai, getting closer, the two of them were intertwined, and they were eager to rise.
This is not the distance for normal people to communicate. When Song Ci approaches, even if he is fully prepared, he still can't bear the heart beating. It will be like knocking on his brain, and he will be confused and knocked into Mangfu.
He whispered to Rong Bai, "Uncle Rong, don't blame me, I was forced to helpless."
Rong Bai's eyebrows were lightly raised, and as soon as he wanted to speak, Song Ci suddenly stomped his toes, and Zhu Hong's lips came together, covering his lips accurately.
The hot breath circulated along the blood, and Song Ci's ears were as red as blood. The face that had been painted with rouge was covered with strong colors. For a time, shyness added a rare charm to his expression, so that he did not close his eyes. Rong Bai was suddenly fascinated.
Like a soft awl, clearly not having any attack power, but knocked out the weight of tens of millions of tons, and suddenly broke the thick ice wrapped around Rong Bai's heart a corner, exposing the beat of the disorder.
Song Ci left at a touch, and hurriedly backed away, afraid that Rong Bai would raise his two glamorous lips with a rage. He looked carefully, and saw that Zhu Hong's rouge left Yin red on Rong Bai's lips, Add a touch of vivid color.
Rong Bai looked at him, the smile in his eyes faded completely.
"Uncle Rong, you can be angry, but you can't ..."
This is the last word that Song Ci said in this scene. Before he finishes speaking, the surrounding scenery is instantly melted, and Rong Bai disappears before his eyes. Song Ci trembles as he touches his lips. The redness of his ears remains tenacious With.
Really terrible. Song Ci prayed silently in his heart. The next scene is normal. Don't embarrass him like this.
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