“So beautiful!”

Looking at Ma Yu's graceful dance, Liu Xiaohui's saliva flowed down.

This movement and this figure made Liu Xiaohui, who was in the hazy period, imagined it one after another.

After the song was finished, Ma Yu was slightly panting and looked at Ye Rongyao shyly.

“Good dance!”

Ye Rongyao took the lead in applauding.

"Thanks!"

Amid everyone's applause, Ma Yu happily sat back to his seat.

"Everyone is so happy, I'll dance for you too. Ma Yu was dancing the ancient Mongolian dance just now, so I'll dance "The Peacock Flying Southeast".

Liu Qingqing stood up and walked towards the field. She hadn't danced for a long time. Just now, when she watched Ma Yu dance, Liu Qingqing's heart was also drawn out.

The most important thing is that I have married my husband for so many years, but I have never danced for him. On this beautiful prairie and by the fire, Liu Qingqing wants to dance his own dance for her husband that she is best at.

As the child of a top family in the capital, Liu Qingqing has received a very good dance education since she was a child.

"OK!"

"That's great, the boss's wife danced in person."

"My sister's dance is very good."

When everyone heard that Liu Qingqing was about to dance, they immediately became excited.

Liu Qingqing is as beautiful as a fairy. She must be as beautiful as a fairy when she dances.

"Zi Yan, please play "The Peacock Flying Southeast" again!"

Liu Qingqing said to Nangong Ziyan with a sweet smile.

"I'll do it!"

Nangong Ziyan had not spoken yet, and Ye Rongyao spoke.

"Brother-in-law, you can play the harmonica?"

Liu Xixi looked at Ye Rongyao in surprise and asked.

In Liu Xixi's opinion, my brother-in-law's piano-playing skills are the best in the world, but playing the harmonica and playing the piano are completely different.

Playing the piano depends on your fingers, and playing the harmonica depends on your mouth and lung capacity. There are two completely different ways of playing.

No matter how powerful this piano is, this harmonica may not be able to play well.

"certainly!"

Ye Rongyao nodded affirmatively.

With the "grand master's piano skills" skill, Ye Rongyao can be at ease with any instrument, and he is at the top level of the grandmaster.

"Boss, give it to you!"

Nangong Ziyan handed her harmonica to Ye Rongyao with a slightly red face and said.

For some reason, Nangong Ziyan always had a ridiculous idea in her mind, that is, the boss played the instruments with the harmonica he played, which was like indirectly kissing herself.

Soon, Nangong Ziyan didn't dare to think too much.

How could a girl who is not married yet have such a dirty idea?

Too shameless.

Ye Rongyao took Nangong Ziyan's harmonica and put it in his mouth. Soon a melodious instrument rang on the grassland.

As for the saliva of Nangong Ziyan still exists on this harmonica, Ye Rongyao didn't think about it.

"this……"

“It sounds so nice…”

"The harmonica can play such a good music!"

"Brother-in-law, it's really amazing."

"The boss is much better at playing the harmonica than himself..."

...

As Ye Rongyao played the melodious harmonica music, everyone was stunned. It was so beautiful and beautiful.

This dance "Peacock Flying Southeast" is the dance that Liu Qingqing danced the most when she was in high school. Because Liu Qingqing likes this classical music and also likes the dance of this song. When she was in high school, she almost engraved the dance moves in her heart and became a standard version. She recalled this set of dance moves, everything was OK!

The ancient Mongolian dance that Ma Yu danced just now showed a kind of unrestrained beauty, while Liu Qingqing's classical dance "The Peacock Flying Southeast" reflects her softness and style.

It was so crazy about Ye Rongyao.

If you are talking about dancing skills, Liu Qingqing is not as good as Ma Yu, but who can make his lover look like Xi Shi? In Ye Rongyao's opinion, every move of Liu Qingqing is so beautiful that she can't help her heart.

After the song was finished, Liu Qingqing felt very happy. Unexpectedly, she hadn't danced for a long time. Her body was very flexible and she was still relaxed when she danced. After the dance, she bent down and bowed.

“It looks so good.”

"Auntie danced so well."

"Mom is the best."

"My sister dances well."

After Liu Qingqing finished dancing, she immediately attracted everyone's praise, especially the two little girls Dudu and Mengmeng were particularly excited.

"No, I haven't danced for a long time, so I'm so tired after dancing a dance."

Liu Qingqing shook her head and said.

"Zi Yan, you can also perform a show."

Ye Rongyao said to Liu Xixi.

"Okay, I'll sing "Lovely" to everyone."

Nangong Ziyan nodded and said.

...

Amid everyone's singing and laughing, after 10:30, the fireworks party ended, and everyone returned to their own tents to sleep.

Because there are only three tents, the two men, Ye Rongyao and Liu Xiaohui, live in the same tent.

"Husband, I don't want to sleep now. Please accompany me to see the stars."

Liu Qingqing held Ye Rongyao's hand and said.

You can't sleep in the same tent with your man at night, and Liu Qingqing wants to spend a while with your man.

"good."

Ye Rongyao nodded.

Liu Qingqing rested her head on Ye Rongyao's thigh and looked at the stars.

"Husband, sing a song to me!"

Liu Qingqing said gently while pillowing on Ye Rongyao's thigh.

Although his husband sings well out of tune and his husband sings are not very good, unlike others, Liu Qingqing just likes him singing.

In Liu Qingqing's heart, the most beautiful song in the world is nothing more than the songs sung by his beloved.

Even if he is out of tune, he is the most beautiful song in the world, and he is never tired of listening to it.

"good!"

Ye Rongyao hugged Liu Qingqing's body and sang his best "Song of Mortals".

You and I are both ordinary people, born in the world;

Running around all day long, you will never have time to have time;

Since you are not an immortal, you will inevitably have distracting thoughts;

Put morality on both sides and put the word "right" in the middle;

How many men are angry and are beautiful;

How many birds in the same forest have become flying swallows;

How short is life, why bother to fall in love with it?

If your lover is gone, who will you be so angry?

Ask when you've seen it,

This world changes for people,

With the face I dreamed of,

...
To be continued...