The charming goddess chef

Chapter 94
His dance steps are really great, but his mind is not in this dance at all. Qiao Baimei always feels strange in her heart. From the perspective of a bystander, this Duanmu prince seems to be so devoted and serious to every dance, but really Become a dance partner with him, and you will find that the reason why he keeps dancing and refuses to stop is just to cover up a certain thought in his heart, so as to prevent others from seeing it. It's so good, how can she, a person whom she met for the first time, tell?

It is obviously a short piece of music, but to Qiao Baimei, it seems as long as a century.

Finally, there was a turning point in the soft music, she was about to find an excuse to leave, her arms tightened, and Duanmu Zhe who suddenly moved over hugged her.

"Fourth brother, after the song is over, can I return my dance partner?"

Duan Muying shrugged and said: "Since the emperor has snatched my beautiful dance partner, I have no choice but to find another girl!"

Qiao Baimei breathed a sigh of relief, and was very grateful for Duanmuzhe's timely appearance.

She has already decided to go all out, even if her ankle is broken today, she will dance with her arms around Duanmu Zhe desperately, so as not to stop, and Duanmuying finds a reason to invite her to dance with her again.

"What's wrong? You don't look well?" How could a person who was fine a moment ago turn so pale after a dance?

Qiao Baimei shook her head, leaning her head on Duanmuzhe's chest.

In fact, she was afraid that other concubines would look at this scene and trouble her, but now, her body is a little weak, and she urgently needs a force to support her!

"That's it, let me rely on it for a while!" The voice was very small and thin.

So much so that Duanmu Zhe felt distressed faintly!

If he had known that she didn't like dancing with his fourth brother, he would never have let go, but in just a few minutes, how could she, who was full of energy, suddenly become weak like a deflated ball?

She closed her eyes slowly, followed the music and Duanmuzhe's leadership, and gently swayed her limbs from side to side.

In this way, after tens of seconds of relief, he opened his eyes again.

What caught her eyes was a woman in dark blue clothes. Along with the music, she twisted her waist and swung her hips selflessly. That charming movement almost instantly overwhelmed all the women in the audience.

The clothes dancing with the wind seem to be held by an invisible thin thread, which is amazing.

(End of this chapter)