The businesswoman counterattack: the prince is obediently pressed by me

Chapter 163 Suling Pavilion (2)

"Ling'er, this is wrong."

"Ling'er, you are wrong again."

"Ling'er, how many times have I taught you? Why are you still wrong?"

"Ling'er..."

Ling'er, Ling'er, Ling'er can't stop, either here is wrong, or there is wrong.

During the days when Lan Bingling was learning to dance, Mo Ziyi was always indifferent, no, to be precise, indifferent.He seemed to care about her very much, but he didn't ask her how she was doing, and only forced her to learn dancing.She wanted to give up countless times, but the word "Ling'er" was still heard in her ears. How many times she woke up because of this in her dreams, and finally lost to those two words, so she continued to learn.

People around always say that she is very talented, watching her dance is like being possessed by a demon, and if you don't watch her, you will feel itchy all over your body.

People around always praised her for dancing well, and always asked her why she worked so hard. In fact, she just wanted to be praised by Mo Ziyi, even if she didn't say a word and gave her a look, she would be willing.

For countless years, this matter has been deeply pressed in my heart, and it has not weakened with the passage of time, but has intensified.

Now that the wish she had hoped for for so many years was realized at this moment, she couldn't believe it. Such a simple realization made her feel unreal.

But the heart is sour, sweet, inexplicably want to cry.

"Hey, this is the first time I saw dancing at the Oiran Contest." Shang Yan chewed the preserved fruit, and started talking about the competition with Yun Zimo again.

Yun Zimo snatched the candied fruit from her hand, threw it into his mouth, and replied, "Yes."

Shang Jian was empty-handed, looking away from Yun Zimo, thinking about which direction to go, and waiting for the opportunity to move.

"This girl is good-looking, and she can dance well. When will I have an oiran who dances like this?"

"You?" Yun Zimo looked her up and down, "It's better not to dream, it's enough to make your music of Le Liulou well, don't use your brain to come up with anything."

Shang Yan was dissatisfied, why should she become a moth and do bad things when others are self-reliant and hardworking?She refuses to accept it!

With enough hands to grab the candied fruit in Yun Zimo's hand, Yun Zimo turned sideways, and Shang Bian was about to fall to the ground, and Shang Bian danced around in a circle, barely avoiding the fall.

"Yun'er, you are too naughty." Shang Bian folded his arms and glared at him.

Yun Zimo acted as if he hadn't seen her, and continued to search for preserved fruit to eat.

"You!" Shang Min pointed at him, wanting to scold him badly, but found that none of them were suitable for scolding him.

"Forget it, my lord has a lot, so I don't care about it with you, a villain." Shang Yan found a step down for himself.

However, Yun Zimo played against common sense and said, "So are you a gentleman or a hypocrite?"

One sentence made Shang Yan speechless.

"Yun'er, your mouth is poisonous!" Shang Bian roared.

Yun Zimo said: "Yeah, I've been with you for a long time, and it's common to get poisoned in the mouth, just get used to it."

Shang Bian: "..."

Lan Bingling walked by Shang Bian and Yun Zimo, and happened to hear Shang Bing say that Yun Zimo's mouth was poisonous.Out of curiosity, I took a few more glances and listened for a while.

Hearing Yun Zimo's retort, Lan Bingling smiled unkindly.

Shang Yan heard Lan Bingling's laughter, and looked at her complainingly, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Lan Bingling held back her laughter, but the corners of her mouth were still hooked.

"Huh." Shang Bian pouted, this time he was so humiliated, everyone heard it, and he couldn't stop laughing!
　Suling Pavilion is almost done, and the next game is Xueqin.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)