Chapter 767
: Tearing up your pussy when you are idle
Dance of dragon boats is really dancing on the dragon boat.
Song Ci looked closely and couldn't help but want to whistle when she saw the dancer's figure and clothing accessories.
The dress is so open and bold!
The cool and exotic summer outfit is covered with a navel, down to the abdomen, and the vest is extremely sexy. What's even more amazing is that they have painted flowers on the edge of their navel, which is very eye-catching. When they look at their arms, they are also naked, wearing arm bracelets, and their calves are naked to the condyles, wearing anklet bells, and their snow-white feet.
Good guy, that is, dancers dare to wear this way. If you are an ordinary family or a nobleman, you will have to scold me for being unfair and injustice, especially those so-called pedantic and old-fashioned saints.
Ahem, don’t complain about the ancients, after all, the times are different.
However, after this colorful dance, I am afraid that many people will blush and be ready to move.
Song Ci glanced at the surroundings in a vulgar way. Sure enough, some women had already covered their faces with the balls in their hands, their cheeks were flushed, but they were secretly looking at them.
As for men, some pretend to be serious, but their eyes couldn't stop glancing on the dragon boat, while others were watching openly.
A slight movement came from behind. She turned her head slightly, but saw Jiang twisting Song Zhicheng's ears.
Jiang's hand froze, and withdrew it like an electric shock, looking embarrassed.
Song Zhicheng was pleased and pulled the corner of his mouth, found an excuse to escape from urine.
Song Ci's mouth was lightly raised, and she forgives her for being vulgar. Tonight, I don't know how many new ways appeared in the back bedrooms of each family.
Alas, it was another good reproduction day that had nothing to do with her.
She looked at the dancer who was dancing with the sound of the bronze drums of the passionate heart, either spinning or soaring, all of which attracted cheers.
Dong.
A dancer jumped in a long belt in his arms and hit the drum face, soft and hard, and received countless applause.
Song Ci was stunned, what is the international film queen who is playing this drama of dancing and beating drums?
It's a perfect sense of dancing.
"I heard that this dance troupe is from Changshengfang. I wonder how this dance is compared to the ones you have raised with Mrs. Song?"
A female voice came from the next door, with unconcealed malice.
Song Ci looked over and found that it was Fan Xiang's family. The one who spoke was Mrs. Fan, that is, Fan Xiang's wife, who was looking at her leisurely, looking like she wanted to make a joke.
Oh, I want to find fault.
Song Ci looked around. There was a wife who didn't watch the dance below. What's so good about it? It was a bad habit. It would be better to watch these two families fighting each other.
Speaking of which, Mrs. Fan is actually not much different from Song Ci, but her generation is a little different. There is no way. Fan Xiang’s age is there, and there is an old lady who is the same generation as Song Ci on her head.
In terms of imperial edicts, Mrs. Fan and Song Ci’s eldest daughter-in-law are the same, both are the prime minister’s wife.
Song Ci smiled: "I thought Mrs. Fan knew very well."
Come here, come, start to tear up.
Mrs. Fan's face turned green, but she maintained a reserved smile and said, "The lady is joking. I don't understand what you said. After all, it's a thin horse you raised, so how can I know it?"
Song Ci was surprised: "Oh, is it because he is old and has made a mistake in his memory? It's not you, is it your parents' daughter-in-law? Those thin horses were given to my old master by President Ning of the Chamber of Commerce. I heard that President Ning is the brother-in-law of your parents' daughter-in-law and brother-in-law. She should know it."
What, there is still this relationship?
I feel like I hear some amazing conspiracy theories when I listen to gossip.
Chapter completed!