Long live the beloved wife: the beloved concubine

Chapter 126 There is Yin Qi here [Part [-]]

"Li'er, what happened in your room just now? Why is there a cloudy air floating around, just like in the tomb?" Mrs. Mo was afraid when she thought about what happened just now. When she knocked on the door just now, she felt that there was too much cloudiness nearby Cold air, this kind of coldness is like a dead person buried in a tomb. It is cold, with a terrifying aura, which makes people feel dizzy.

"Ah, this, mother, did you make a mistake, no, I was making something just now, look at the musical instrument I made, this is not a pipa." Ranli picked up the guitar as a cover, blushing Lying without breath.

Ranli took the guitar and began to play and sing, "My passion is like a fire, burning the whole desert. When the sun sees me, I will hide from me. Be afraid of my fire of love..."

...No response, Ranli is embarrassing, I sang so hard, why don't I have a cold spot, isn't it cold just now, so I am supplementing the sunshine.Why my dear sunshine has become cold, why?Ranli kept shouting.

"Mother? What's the matter with you?" Seeing that Madam Mo hadn't spoken for a long time, Ranli couldn't help but ask. It would be impossible for r to say that she sang badly. Back then, Luo Hua won the title of the most talented woman in the world.

(Reader: Didn't you get it by falling flowers? It's obviously the poems of Tang Baihu and Li Bai of the Lun family.

Ranli: Tsk, I call it reference, but I am original.

Readers are ashamed: original?Where is the original?
Ranli curled her lips and said: My voice is original, no one can imitate it.

Readers feel very sad... Nima, take Mo Yan's book to participate in the literary competition tomorrow. My typing is original, it is my hand! ! ! )

"Li'er, are you sick?" Mrs. Mo asked, just now Ranli's convulsion dance, which has never been done before or since, is equivalent to being sick in the eyes of Mrs. Mo, the kind of convulsion.

"No, mother, look how hard my arms and thighs are twisted. How could I be sick?" Ranli twisted her waist again while she was twisting, dancing with hands and feet.

"Li'er, tell mother, are you having convulsions?" Mrs. Mo has never seen Yangko performed by modern people, so she naturally thinks that Ranli's current performance is convulsions.

"What? Mom? I, I, I...had a convulsion?" Ranli replied in disbelief, her words stuttered a bit, and her own mother said that she had a convulsion. There is no mother who is so hurt in the world , no wonder I kept silent just now, it turned out that it was to hurt me.

"Li'er, mother saw that your hands and feet were shaking when you sang just now. Could it be that Li'er, you really..." Mrs. Mo stopped talking, and Ranli's face turned green. That's called Yangko dance, not convulsions Well, have you ever seen convulsions so rhythmic?

"Mother, I was dancing Yangko just now. It's a dance, not a convulsion." Ranli explained, there is no way that someone is an ancient person, and I don't know what Yangko is.

"Yangko? What kind of dance? Planting rice?" Yangko?The dance that I have never heard before, could it be from another country? Although Mrs. Mo knows that Ranli has never been to other countries, but Lin Mo and Princess Lanying have been, it is inevitable that they taught Ranli during this time, Poor Lin Mo and Lan Ying were shot while they were lying down, and they were so sad that they got home.

"By the way, mother, what are you doing here?" Ranli changed the subject, she was afraid that her mother would ask where Yangko came from later, too many modern things have been exposed today, and the guitar hot pot is still there. There is dancing.

"Mother heard from Xiaoxue that you had a stomachache because of Yuexin yesterday, and you ate spicy food just now, so mother was worried, so she asked Xiaoxue to fry the medicine, and you drank it later, and mother will give it to you later. Make some warm food to eat, and you don't pay attention." Mrs. Mo punished Ranli with a doting tone, and Ranli was so moved that she was about to cry. In the past, I just bought medicine for my stomach pain. No one cares about Lin Mo except for some local prescriptions that Lin Mo will come over occasionally. It’s so nice to be a mother now. I don’t know how Lin Mo is doing now. She also has dysmenorrhea. Now I don’t know who will take care of her. Her mother Are you asking her to go on a blind date?

(End of this chapter)