Ma Chao had to admit that Diao Chan's dancing was ten thousand times better than Liu Xiu's.
It's not that Diao Chan's dancing skills are indeed better than Liu Xiu's, but the temperament and charm of each dance are like clouds and mud: When he saw Liu Xiu's Hu Xuan dance in Dong's Mansion, Ma Chao was just stunned for a moment, and was amazed by Liu Xiu's performance.
The round buttocks and soft figure are tempting as she moves and jumps.
When I thought about it afterwards, I felt nothing except the lotus leaf breasts and the dazzling movements.
Yes, Liu Xiu's entire dance process is skillful, coherent, and mechanical.
If you look at the movements and the exposed area alone, it is quite worthy of the name of erotic dance.
But the charm when she danced, the expression on her face, was only restless and shy and almost an idiotic smile; it was even more outrageous to see her self-esteem and arrogance as the eldest princess; the rest was only the expression that ran through the entire dance.
Apathy and numbness.
But Diao Chan is different.
If Liu Xiu performs the most debauched dance with the most noble status, then Diao Chan's dance can be said to come out of the mud without being stained, and wash through the pure ripples without being demonic.
From beginning to end, there is no trace of charm or glamor in Diao Chan's dance.
Her dance was dancing with her soul from the beginning.
The skin is pure and innocent, and the dawn is in the Yaochi.
The pavilions are green and covered with plain green.
In the midst of the waves of Taiye, a neon dress dances, like running water after a broken soul.
Like the fairy Lingbo, the boat sails thousands of miles.
Looking back again, I saw the ice curtain was half-covered and the stars were falling randomly.
In the end, it just makes people feel like they are in love and unwilling to wake up.
Under the melancholy moonlight, only the dew is scattered.
As if waiting for a pair of snow egrets to be roosted, Ma Chao vaguely heard Wang Yun's question: "General, I don't know what to do."
"Yeah."
Ma Chao was obsessed with Diao Chan's dance.
When he woke up, he found that the beauty was nowhere to be found.
Only Wang Yun's orange-skinned face smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum: "Chao has never seen such a wonderful dance, and he didn't want to wake up for a long time.
Chao didn't hear Master Situ's previous words clearly and looked back at Master Situ Don’t blame me, don’t blame me.”
"My little girl has admired the general for a long time.
Yun wants to let my little girl hold the broom and sweep the bed for the general, but I don't know what the general wants."
Wang Yun did not blame Ma Chao for his gaffe at all, and repeated it again.
There is no shortage of people in our house to clean tables and sweep the floor.
Ma Chao was puzzled.
Only later did I wake up: Mom, people in ancient times were polite when they spoke, and if you marry a daughter, you marry a daughter.
Why hold a broom and sweep the couch?
The status of women is really low.
At this moment, Ma Chao really mourned for the eldest brother Lu Bu: Wang Yun first had a burst of soup, and then Diao Chan danced.
Any other man would have fallen in love without knowing it.
Even the guy who knew about this beauty trap would have had an affair with Diao Chan long ago.
Maybe I got stuck in it too However, Wang Yun, an old guy like you, played this trick in front of me, so don’t blame me for pretending to be awesome.
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Ma Chao smiled strangely, took a sip of wine, and then said coldly: "To show your courtesy for nothing is to be a traitor or a thief.
Lord Situ treats Ma Chao so favorably for no reason.
Could it be that he has a big plan?"
Wang Yun's hand shook.
The wine bottle was immediately thrown to the ground.
Looking around, he realized that when Diao Chan performed her dance just now, she had already scolded the servants: "Why did the general say this?
He knew the general's talents and wanted to become a son-in-law with the general.
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Why did he attract the general's filth?"
Ma Chao ignored Wang Yun's fake anger.
His face began to become more serious: "Dong Zhuo also wanted to be my father-in-law, and what he said seemed to be the same as Lord Situ.
I really don't know, but the little general of Zhenxi, how virtuous and capable, actually offended the imperial master.
And one of the three princes, Situ, is so favored."
Wang Yun's face turned dark, he turned the wine bottle in his hand and remained silent.
When Ma Chao saw that the time was almost up, he stood up and walked out without even saying goodbye: "Although the beauty trap is good, it is difficult to predict people's hearts.
I hope Master Situ will consider it."
After saying this, Ma Chao laughed and left.
Wang Yun looked at Ma Chao's back and the wine bottle in his hand began to tremble slightly: This boy is really only seventeen years old.
For an hour, Wang Yun kept that posture without moving.
Looking from a distance, it looks like an old monk in trance.
If it weren't for the occasional flash of light in his eyes, he would look like a dead person.
Until the incense burned out, Wang Yun rubbed his temples and showed a relieved smile: "Diao Chan" "The slave is here."
There was no one in the hall, but Diao Chan appeared silently, which was really strange.
"Keep an eye on this person in the future."
Wang Yun still felt it was inappropriate after thinking about it, so he added another sentence: "This person is only a friend, not an enemy.
He only needs to keep a close eye on him.
If there is a chance, I will invite you into the house again." " "This slave knows."
Diao Chan bowed down and lowered the corner of her mouth with a beautiful smile.
Noon, Cai Mansion.
The lake is calm and waveless, reflecting people's hearts.
In the small pavilion, beside the railing, Cai Yan was sitting alone again.
Although everything here was full of life, the sun was shining brightly and flowers were blooming.
A pool of bright lake water meets the breeze, and you can understand the infinite style.
But for Cai Yan, the loneliness is still there.
It is not that she deliberately stays away from the noise of the world, but when she sits quietly and concentrates, she naturally feels a sense of letting go.
The heartbreak that makes people want to hold her in their arms.
The beautiful figures and the loneliness make people feel deeply in their hearts and sigh silently.
What's wrong with you, you're so unlucky?
Except for a guest's Yaoqin, there is nothing else to accompany him.
Cai Yan sat silently and sighed: It has been five days since brother Chao left, and he has not come to see him for five days.
She stared into the distance, her mind already flying away from her body, missing someone who was secretly imprinted in her heart.
She knew that the man could not completely belong to her, and she was willing to wait impatiently.
However, this emotional torment was something she just didn't want to do if she didn't want it.
Sighing helplessly, Cai Yan gently stroked Yao Qin, but she didn't know that everything around her was alive and quiet for her.
For fear of disturbing her thoughts, the fish under her feet did not dare to swim.
After tuning the music, Cai Yan picked up a sheet of music and began to play the music quietly.
The sound was so sweet that a young girl who had just passed away had already heard the secret resentment in her boudoir.
A trace of pure sound echoed in the lake.
It was obviously right in front of me, but it sounded like it was far away in the sky.
It was obviously the sound of Yao Qin, but it was like the broken jade of Kunlun and the clear call of Phoenix.
Tactful and melancholy, lingering in my heart Then, Cai Yan looked at the music score, opened his mouth lightly, and began to sing slowly: "We will meet one day thousands of miles away, but our love will never be close to each other forever; we are so close and far away from each other, and there are flowers that can be broken but you are not broken.
The falling flowers and flowing water ask you where you are. , the Yue girl washes her yarn to the west of the clear stream; the pear blossoms are filled with tears, recalling the bitterness and sweetness; the green plum blossoms are boiled with wine and the branches are budding.
The two-phase seal is for you, and the hearts are connected and become crazy; the long-lasting love is like silk, and we hold each other's hands and weep."
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There is no pretense at all, but it is extremely gentle, caressing the deep depression in the heart, not limited by heaven, earth and emotions, only making the heart feel harmonious and warm. every note.
It was like accumulating wonderful emotions.
She moved her jade fingers quietly, and every trace of shock and resentment gurgled out.
Little did he know that a touch of brocade was standing quietly behind him.
As if feeling something, the man frowned slightly: "Yan'er, I'm here."
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.
Cai Yan looked back and saw the tall figure and jade-like face that she thought about day and night
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