"Ah, what are you doing?!" Are you crazy? Is it a carnival today?

"No need to turn on the lights! It's best just like this, a dance party under the stars! Haha!"

Yu Yanbing is the most self-conscious, and probably knows that I am the biggest owner of this yard. She doesn't have to pay attention to any rules and etiquette, and she has a great time.

"Young friends, come and meet today, row the boat, the warm breeze blows gently, the flowers are fragrant, the birds are chirping, the spring scenery is intoxicating, the songs and laughter are flying around the colorful clouds. Ah, my dear friends, it is wonderful

Who does this spring belong to? It belongs to me, it belongs to you."

I slipped and almost fell flat on my face. I was so sad and angry: Tracy, you are so stupid. You can even sing this cultural relic song? Is storytelling combined with hip-hop dancing also a fashion? I am confused. [

Maybe it was because Brian took off my shoes that I almost fell

"Hey hey hey, what are you doing!" Please don't be so American, okay?

I have seen foreign fathers and daughters who are not so crazy. I guess the so-called American style is their own interpretation when the Chinese introduced it, just like "Das Kapital".

Brian pulled me and ran under the tree over there, and said with a smile: "You are just too restrained and the burden is too heavy. Come on, let's dance too."

I'm embarrassed, I can't dance, I said, please: "You can play, I can't, ah ah ah"

For the first time, I thought seriously: Do all men like to be so domineering?

Before I finished speaking, Brian was very much like Ran Hua back in the day. He pulled me and started, and said with a smile: "Dancing is just for relaxation, there is nothing you can't do."

I was very depressed and forced to do the duck walk, the kind of walk a duck takes when being driven into the rack. I was indignant and said, "I'm so relaxed!"

Tracy and Yu Yanbing grabbed me from left to right, laughing:

"Come, let's dance. You don't have to worry about how we dance. First, relax; second, I am free; third, free, I am like moving with the wind, moving with my mood, and the world turns with me."

I muttered in my heart: Sister Tracy, you are ten years older than me, can you please stop treating yourself like a little girl?

I'm so embarrassed about such a crazy thing!

Turn my head, I twist my head
Chapter completed!