Sudan hurriedly said: "I didn't dazzle you, but thank you for helping me verify one!"
"Tch, I don't know your little trick yet! Now I declare that I will definitely snatch it from you!" Jin Jier carried her up.
"Who is afraid of whom? If you take what's mine, I'll take what's yours too!"
The Sultan immediately struck back.
Then, another song started, and the men and women came on stage again. Some men and women are re-matched, basically combining those who can dance better with those who have better dancing skills. Those who consider themselves to be experts also start to find the best female companions to warm up.
Sudan wanted to find Su Xing to help him practice. However, strangely, she found that Su Xing was still motionless, still meditating. She had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and take a sip again, feeling angry again. So far, she had only danced an unpleasant song with others, and had not experienced any fun at all.
Jinjier also felt a little strange, but she was too embarrassed to run over and ask Su Xing, so she had to say to Sudan again: "Tell me, I think you must know who it is, let me try!"
Sultan suddenly became interested again and said, "Maybe he's the one dancing with you!"
"Really?" Jin Jie'er was stunned.
"Gee, how do I know? I can only confirm it by dancing with him!"
"Tch!" Jinjier reacted, "If you want to rob me, there's no way!" Jinjier said, pulling Sudan directly to the dance floor.
Sultan didn't expect this move from her and immediately wanted to throw away her hand, but Jinjier held on tightly.
Sultan had no choice but to act as a female companion and dance with Ginger.
The two didn't make any big moves, they just hugged each other intimately, looking for the rhythm and rhythm, and it was very ambiguous. As they twisted, female hormones began to spread in their waists, and then throughout their bodies.
"Wow!"
"So sexy!"
"So beautiful!"
They were immediately noticed by the seated men and women.
Brother Niu happened to be taking a rest at the moment, and her eyes were instantly locked tightly by the dancing postures of the two. Even Brother Mu, who was teaching his female partner, was also attracted.
He suddenly discovered that the woman dancing with Jinjier was so charming, and because of the mask, he had an uncontrollable urge to lift the mask and see what happened.
His female partner noticed his abnormality, but she said generously: "Any one of them can be your dance partner. For the crown of the King of Dance, you choose her dance partner for the next song!"
This played into Brother Mu's plan, and he said: "Forget it, I don't want you to be jealous!"
"What do you mean, you think I'm jealous, my figure is no worse than theirs, I still have a little belly!"
Brother Mu's lips curled up slightly, he hugged her a little tighter and said, "Do you really want me to win the title of Dance King?"
"certainly!"
"Okay! I will definitely get it for you!"
Sultan and Jinjier were writhing in love there, just like two water snakes in an inseparable entanglement, which made the men on and off the field stare.
So as soon as the song ended, they rushed to invite the two of them. Seeing so many men coming at the same time, Sultan and Jinjier naturally refused them all.
When Brother Mu saw so many people there, he was filled with anger. He even wanted to take action to show them off, but there were too many people. If someone fell down, the secret would be exposed. So, he had to be patient and wait for the next song.
Su Xing woke up before the next song started.
He immediately walked towards Sultan and Jinjier. Even though the two men who were nearby and ran over first were rejected by the two beauties, he did not give up.
He wants to invite the Sultan!
But, but!
Jinjier may have been too excited. Before he could reach him, she stood up and walked towards him. She complained a little: "You finally came to invite me. I have rejected many people for you!"
Su Xing suddenly felt embarrassed.
Jinjier had helped him save the woman who had stolen the saint, so he had no choice but to hold the hand that Jinjier handed over to him, and nodded politely towards the Sultan and said: "I invite you to dance with me, do you have any objection?"
Su Xing's voice was teasing.
Sudan was about to faint at this moment, and she wanted to get up, but in order to show a woman's reserve in front of Su Xing, and to experience the feeling of being invited by the person she loved, she didn't move.
"Of course I have no objection!" She smiled helplessly.
At this moment, Jin Jier didn't think much about it, she just thought that Su Xing was an elegant gentleman and could take care of his companions.
Seeing the two of them holding hands, Sultan was about to break down, but she comforted herself: "That's fine, I'll just see if my cousin is really determined. If he is attracted to anyone, then I, Sultan, have made a mistake!"
She decided to test Su Xing again.
It's a pity that Su Xing already thought that she agreed, and he thought that Sultan was his cousin, and he didn't even think of this.
Brother Mu retracted his curled fingers. If Su Xing invited Jin Jier's female companion, he would take action directly. But seeing that Su Xing invited Jin Jier anyway, he let him go.
He nodded towards his female companion.
The female companion also nodded.
Brother Mu strode towards the Sudan. He wanted this woman who made him react for no reason to have all the hidden charms under his control, reveal them one by one, and then try to solve it.
"Beauty, I've been paying attention to you for a long time!" He did not hide his voice. It was low, hoarse, full of masculinity and very charming. At the same time, it also carried an aura that could not be rejected, domineering and powerful.
Sultan recognized this voice and was suddenly surprised. She did not expect to meet him here. However, she avoided him. Even escaping to Sioux City was partly the reason for avoiding him.
She lowered her voice and said: "So
y, I don’t want to dance with a man! "
"Did I hear you wrong?" Brother Mu smiled faintly. He was a master at flirting with girls, so naturally he would not give up easily.
"You heard me right, I don't want to dance with a man!"
Brother Mu still didn't give up, and his voice seemed to be directly remembered in Sultan's ears: "You will definitely dance with me!"
At this moment, he not only used voice transmission, but also used hypnosis.
However, Sultan was an extraordinary master with equally strong mental power. After feeling slightly dizzy, she picked up the wine glass and took a sip without paying any more attention to it.
Brother Mu was surprised for a while, wondering when there was a female master in this capital. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he had to invite a female coach who he thought was pretty good.
And there seemed to be a wolf imprisoned by something in his heart, howling with suppressed anger in his heart.
This is the second time he has been rejected by a woman he likes, and he cannot bear it.
This feeling had an extra effect when dancing with the female coach, making the female coach feel a different kind of domineering and exciting.
The female coach is very good-looking and has a very good figure. She almost said in a longing voice: "Sir, if you don't mind, I would like to be your dance partner during the competition!"
Brother Mu nodded. He felt that the female coach danced very well, her body was flexible enough, and her rhythm control was excellent.
Sudan looked at the masked Brother Mu, felt his anger, and felt uneasy inside. She wanted to leave just like that, and the province would eventually expose her identity and embarrass the pastoral. But in the blink of an eye, he thought that he would take this opportunity to push Su Xing out and let him retreat before the difficulties, so he didn't think more about it.
She turned to look at Su Xing and Jin Jier, wanting to see how well Su Xing had learned.
Seeing this, she felt uneasy again.
Jin Jier was almost pressed against Su Xing, looking at Su Xing. Su Xing also naturally hugged her waist, his feet were crossed with her legs, and they seemed to be rubbing together. They were truly glued to each other, and their eyes were looking at each other. Jinjier. Jin Jier held Su Xing's shoulders and twisted her body like a beautiful snake climbing a big tree to feed on the birds on the tree; when she rotated around Su Xing, she looked like a moth rushing to the fire without hesitation; she fell to Su Xing. When she was in his arms, her waist was still making wavy movements, and her graceful figure and stunning flexibility were vividly displayed.
Sudan's jealousy was overturned again.
What made her even more annoyed was that it was Su Xing who really controlled the dance, while Jin Jier just cooperated with the control and followed the trend.
"Damn Su Xing, stinky Su Xing, can't you refuse and ask me to dance?"
She stared at Su Xing's mask and scolded Su Xing in her heart.
Unfortunately, Su Xing couldn't hear it.
She stared at Jinjier again, hoping that Jinjier would not be so involved, but Jinjier was completely immersed in it. If Jinjier didn't wear a mask, then everyone would definitely be able to see her excited expression as if she had discovered a treasure, and her pretty face would turn red from time to time. Her sexy waist, hips and legs, flexible vest, delicate red lips, and even smooth Her dance clothes are all full of hormones squirming.
