The Boss is Very Busy

Hongyunyuan.

The stunning dancer wears a bright red feminine dance dress with a white and slender waist exposed under the beautiful red satin. She looks charming and moves her waist skillfully. The scene is gorgeous and gorgeous.

The people off the court unconsciously held their breath and looked at the scene on the stage.

After the dancer went down, everyone was still not satisfied, and the boy next to her suddenly shouted.

"Next, I will invite the piano girl Cotton Girl."

At the moment when the scene was still lively and still tastingly kept quiet, sitting up straight and looking at the stage one by one, for fear of missing a moment, although the person has not yet appeared, only a name has already suppressed the audience.

Cotton girl.

Almost all the questions were asked throughout the whole process, and no one knew about it.

She can't help but looks alluring. Every time she plays a piece of music, she is famous all over the world. However, this woman is a pure-hearted woman who only sells art but not herself.

With a temperament that is not affected by the dust, this kind of woman can be regarded as a holy white moonlight in the mind of a man.

Suddenly, a lavender corner of clothing suddenly appeared from behind the screen. People held their breaths, their eyes widened, and some people subconsciously leaned forward.

A section of the woman's slender and snow-white arm was exposed, and the small hand with distinct bones was supporting the guzheng.

It has already attracted the attention of the audience with just one collection.

The woman walked in from behind, dressed in a lavender shirt.

Suddenly, the woman's appearance was revealed, her small white face was bright and beautiful, and her beautiful figure was so beautiful that she was fascinating. Unlike the charming and gorgeous dancers, she had that kind of gentle temperament that was not exposed to the dust, which made people almost afraid Generate profanity.

The woman was not under the stands. She was holding the guzheng in her arms, sitting quietly in the center of the stage with a small and beautiful figure. After placing the guzheng, her small white jade hand gently stroked the strings.

She lowered her head, her long black hair poured freely, her small face was pure and flawless, showing long and thick eyelashes.

The sound of the piano sounded, and the silence was incredible.

Eyes gathered on the woman playing the piano one by one. The rhythm of the piano sound was slow, and the tone brushed beautifully across the ear tips. With the heart trembling slightly, like feathers passing through the heart, half of her body was crisp.

After a tune is over, people still have more thoughts.

Following his gaze, the beautiful and lovely lilac has stood up, picked up the guzheng again, and walked away silently.

The fair-skinned girl lifted her eyes, her eyes shining brightly like stars in the sky looked forward quietly.

The old bustard was an old woman, with a thick powder on her face, but she still couldn't stand the ravages of time, leaving fine lines on her face that could not be concealed.

The woman saw MuMian and quickly gathered around.

The powdery smell on her body was so strong that the girl stayed away quietly.

The old bustard was shrewd, but he didn't care.

She smiled.

"How many men's hearts have our little cotton harvested today? It's worthy of being the top card in our courtyard. Just now there was a rich businessman who praised you to me, saying that you are different from those rouge fans."

She kept chatting, the girl just calmly handed the guzheng to the boy next to her, her face was calmly pinched between her eyebrows, and she looked tired.

The voice of the girl was like a trickling spring, almost as wonderful and crisp as the song she had just played. She said lightly: "Mother-in-law, I'm very tired."

As soon as the old bustard's voice stopped, he nodded indifferently: "Then go and rest quickly, but you can't get tired of our cotton jade body. If you are sick, those big officials and wealthy businessmen will definitely tell me again."

The girl left quietly without saying a word.

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I don’t have much confidence in myself in ancient times.