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Chapter 644 The Crouching Dragon and Phoenix in the Maid Troupe Dance Circle



Without taking the tea cup Ye Linngling handed him, Tilapia let go of his hand on Ning Xin's slender waist and pinched the latter's smooth, white and tender chin.

The latter's water-cut eyes were like rippling water, her warm pink lips pursed lightly, and she looked at the owner with a slight smile.

"Can you dance?" Tilapia asked with a smile as his thumb passed across his warm pink lips.

"Yes, but not as good as Bing'er and the others." Ye Lingling nodded, her voice was light, and she was slightly unconfident.

Shui Bing'er and others are one of the girl groups specially prepared by Cheap Master. She is just a hobby.

Comparing an amateur with a professional, she is not stupid, it is better to explain it in advance.

"Dance a little bit. If you dance well, I'll drink your cup of tea." He took the sapphire tea cup from the girl's fingertips and put it back on the table. Tilapia made a pun.

Ning Xin and Ye Langling are both thoughtful people, so they naturally understand the meaning of their words.

"good."

Her fair little face finally had a touch of pink, Ye Lingling supported the table and slowly stood up.

Under Ning Xin's stunned gaze, Tilapia slowly took off her clothes.

He took out new clothes from the space soul guide and put them on the flawless jade body without any haste.

Seeing the clothes, Tilapia's smile grew stronger and he glanced at Ning Xin.

When the latter saw this, he pursed his lips and took the initiative to lean on his master's lap, seemingly dissatisfied and complaining: "Ling Ling is so cunning, I usually don't notice it."

The clothes Ye Lingling changed were not revealing, on the contrary, they wrapped herself tightly.

Except for the neck and above, no trace of skin on the body is exposed to the air.

Compared with the loose long skirt just now, it is the other extreme.

Mainly white, dotted with golden patterns, adding its own unique features.

Gloves as thin as cicada wings, white leggings with purple patterns, purple high-heeled boots, paired with a one-piece body-shaping short skirt, the skirt is like a blooming begonia.

After changing her clothes, the little girl held the begonia flowers in her palms and danced gracefully.

The movements of hands and feet are enchanting, and paired with the nine-hearted begonia, they complement each other and add a bit of beauty.

Dance is not unique, but it suits her best, and only she can perform it perfectly.

Begonia petals fall while turning, and the unscientific floral fragrance overflows.

"Zhang Ailing said that there are three regrets in life: Begonias are fragrant, anchovies are prickly, and the red building is unfinished.

Xinxin, do you think Lingling’s Nine-Hearted Begonia is very unscientific?”

Ning Xin was a little confused, so she just had a thought: "I know Begonia and Anchovy, who is Zhang Ailing, and what is Red Mansion?"

"Well, the master is right. I'm afraid Lingling's Nine-Hearted Begonia is a fake crabapple flower." It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Just follow what the master says. At least there's nothing wrong with it.

"Ning Xin!" Ye Lingling almost dodged her waist while dancing gracefully. "Well, Ning Xin, we have helped our master train his new maid for decades. I thought we were already best friends.

I never expected that you, Ning Xin, would be a scheming girl who only knows how to cater to your master."

No one knew what Ye Lingling was thinking. Tilapia looked at Ning Xin amusedly, feeling that the former little girl was getting more and more thoughtful.

In the past, when I partnered with Bai Chenxiang, I could only endure it passively.

Now, I actually have some intention of sending it to my door.

Looking at Ye Lingling dancing gracefully, and then looking at Ning Xin clinging to him obediently, Luo began to think about whether it could be more absurd.

Before I could think about it, two black shadows suddenly fell next to Tilapia.

The two of them were wearing cool clothes, shorts, vests, and bare feet.

Even though he was training, his snowy feet were as spotless as a lotus flower.

"Owner!"

"Owner!"

In the past, there was only Zhu Zhuqing, sweet potato and Xu Weixiong, but I didn’t pay attention to tilapia.

When Ning Xin and Ye Lingling appeared again, Tilapia was surprised to find that Yan Liuli and the others looked particularly slender in stature compared to the others.

It's not the height, but the proportions of the body that make him look particularly slender.

"The training is very good, you can keep up." Looking at the two sweating women, Tilapia raised his palms.

When the two of them saw this, they seemed to understand something and walked straight into the water polo that suddenly appeared.

The water balloon was so big that when two people entered it, it completely enveloped them.

When people enter, the water ball slowly rotates.

Yin Luoxia/Yan Liuli: “It’s a bit like the working principle of Black Sail’s washing machine!”

After a few breaths, Tilapia waved his hand, and the water ball disappeared together with the sweat of the two of them.

In place, only the refreshing Yan Liuli and Luoxia Fairy were left.

Their hair was a little messy, but it was clean. The two women tidied it up casually and stepped onto the straw mat.

"How many times?" Tilapia asked curiously.

"35 times." Sitting side by side on the side of the low table, Yan Liuli straightened his upper body and spoke softly.

Yin Luoxia didn't say anything, but looked at Tilapia curiously: "I heard from Ruoyi that the master has been farming for decades, and the servant was very curious. Does farming count as spiritual practice?"

In his decades of career in Shanhe Sheji Tu, he has seen other powerful people, and now Yin Luoxia no longer has the arrogance of Fairy Luoxia.

Only those who have strength can be proud. Now she is still at the bottom of the Shanhe Shejitu.

"I haven't seen you for decades, so I thought you would say something like "Master and slave miss you", Luoxia.

Luoxia, I'm very disappointed!" Without answering Yin Luoxia's question, and the 35 times gravity mentioned by Yan Liuli was not worthy of praise, Tilapia directly teased Fairy Luoxia.

"Giggle" chuckled, Yin Luoxia moved slightly and came to sit next to Tilapia.

"Master is really good at joking. Compared to Sister Hongshu and the others, I don't think I have the right to say I miss you.

After all..." Don't look at the dancing Ye Lingling thoughtfully, Yin Luoxia's expression is more solemn: "Compared with those sisters who have been waiting for you for hundreds of years, the decades of slaves are nothing."

"I always feel like you are complaining about me." He complained in his heart. Tilapia was too lazy to continue talking. He let go of Ning Xin who was clinging to him, moved the low table, and rested his head directly on Ning Xin's thigh.

"Uh?" He looked down at the big foot resting on his lap, and the familiar feeling of déjà vu suddenly arose.

Yan Liuli, who was sitting upright on her knees, bent down slightly, took off her shoes and socks from the tilapia feet, picked up one and started working.

When Yin Luoxia saw this, she consciously went over and picked up the other one.

The life of a maid tells Fairy Luoxia that just knowing martial arts is not enough, life is not easy, and the career of a maid also requires a lot of skills but not too much stress.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! They are so powerful that they discovered the arrival of the tilapia first.

In the pit on the other side, Ye Ruoyi and Ji Xue are still trying to adapt to the gravity environment, and they haven't noticed the cheap master coming yet.

On the contrary, Jingzi, who is always in charge of training tasks, routinely checks the training situation in various gravity areas, and accidentally captures the master's aura.

Like a weightless feather, the man wearing a samurai uniform and a long sword stuck in his waist floated lightly on the straw mat.

Seeing the situation at the scene, Su took off the long knife from his waist, put it down with both hands, and knelt down beside Tilapia.

"Boss."

Put your hands on your knees and bend down to salute, extremely respectful and pious.

Except for Tilapia, no one could make her willingly take off the long knife from her waist.

"Um.

Don't be so serious, just be casual." Waving his hands casually, Tilapia asked casually: "Lingling said that her dancing skills are not as good as those of Bing'er and the others, what do you think?"

"It's very beautiful." As if he felt that his expression was incomplete, Jingzi added: "At least he dances better than me."

"Ahem, cough, cough..." He almost choked to death at Jingzi's words, and stretched out his hand to hit him lightly. Tilapia laughed angrily and scolded: "Jingzi, do you want to make me laugh to death because I got the upper hand?

As for your dancing, no, it can't be called dancing at all, and you have the nerve to compare it with others.

Looking at the hundreds of people in the maid group, if we take you as the standard, except for Yamato that Wolong, no one can dance better than you, a phoenix chick."

Yan Liuli, Yin Luoxia, Ning Xin, and even Ye Lingling who was dancing almost failed.

I thought that Jingzi, who was in charge of the training of the maid troupe and urged the Tianshui girl group and the Western Region girl group not to forget their own work while training, was a king of the dancing world. With her, he was either bronze or scrap metal.

Yin Luoxia, who came in last, has lived in Shanhe Shejitu for decades, so they naturally know who Yamato is.

Besides Black Maria, she is the tallest woman in the maid group.

Think about her mace, which is said to be worth a hundred thousand kilograms, think about the terrifying woman who is training in a hundred times gravity zone with a mace weighing one hundred thousand kilograms on her back, and then think about the other person’s character, several people can think of each other with their butts.

How wild and uninhibited the dance is.

Imagining Yamato's dancing posture, and then looking at Jingzi, whose dance posture was only slightly better than Yamato's according to the owner, several people felt numb.

"The dashing Sister Jingzi, is she really that miserable?"
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