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Chapter Eleven The Dance

The silk and bamboo are gentle, and the warm fragrance floats. The woman's coquettish voice fills the entire building, making it extremely ambiguous.

Suddenly there was a sound of pipa, and a slender figure came to the beat of drums, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw her wearing a red dance dress, like a ball of fire spinning in the middle of the stage, with a complicated headdress, full of exotic style.

The most attractive thing is the silver ornaments on her fingertips and ankles. As she moves, they collide and make a tinkling sound, as if they are knocking on the heartstrings.

A slight sway in one step makes people pity the weak willow and the wind.

She bends her waist in one step, her skin is as white as fat, her lines are graceful, and she is full of temptation, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Looking back, those eyes were not stained with any lust, they were clean and clear, but they only gave rise to a desire to destroy.

I want to climb up and hold it in my hands, watch her coquettishly and beg for mercy with tears in her eyes.

Ahaya pointed her toes, turned around and flung out her sleeves, and cast her eyes towards the pavilion as if unintentionally. She met a pair of eyes full of darkness, and her heartbeat almost skipped a beat.

really.

In his previous life, Xie Jie loved to watch her dance, and this time was no exception.

She forced herself to calm down, pretending she didn't see him, and continued to seduce him by twirling her fingers.

He lowered his head and raised his eyes. Every movement was just right and astonishing. The complicated hanging ornaments contrasted with the white jade-like skin, and they swayed slightly with the dance, tickling people's hearts.

Xie Jie drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and stared at her every move. Suddenly he pressed his forehead and another scene flashed before his eyes.

In the heavy snow, a woman in red with golden bells tied to her feet dances gracefully, like the only stunning color in the world.

He wanted to see the man's face clearly, but he was forced to feel a stabbing pain in his head, and he groaned. Zhou Zhong immediately sent the medicine prepared by the Taiyuan Hospital, which relieved him a little.

After a long while, Xie Jie slowly opened his eyes and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips. A look of anger appeared on his face for a moment.

He looked steadily towards the stage, dark eyes welling up, his Adam's apple twitching slightly, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and casually threw the wine glass back.

"Clearance."

He gave orders with no trace of happiness or anger on his face, and his voice was slightly hoarse due to the aroused desire, which made Zhou Zhong even more frightened.

Akhya's dance has come to an end, and the drum beats are getting faster and faster, like the beating of a sudden rain. At some point, the men surrounding the stage have lost their composure and are throwing silver coins on the stage to show off their wealth.

Seeing the commotion and people starting to rush up, Ahaya calmly stepped back, thinking secretly.

One, two...

Before she could count to three, a group of armored guards had already surrounded the stage and cleared out the irrelevant people.

The building suddenly became empty, and the sound of the pipa also stopped. She stood on the stage, like a cub that had strayed away from the group, especially soft and easy to bully.

She stopped her movements at the right time, with a bit of confusion in her eyes. She bit her lower lip lightly, and looked towards the passage in the middle with a bit of expectation.

clatter.

Footsteps finally sounded, and Xie Jie came slowly and slowly, frowning, pretending to be surprised, but he couldn't hide the depth in his eyes.

"How come you are in such a mess after not seeing each other for a day?"

Thanks to whom?

Ahaya sneered in her heart, but looked at him blankly on her face, pursed her lips, and looked away. There was a glimmer of water in her eyes. Although she refused to speak, a tear had already slipped down her cheek, as if she had been wronged to the extreme.

.

From the moment she saw Zhou Zhong, she understood who was the mastermind behind today's show.

He personally made a grudge between her and the Shen family, how could he not leave any ears or eyes? He was just using Miss Shen to be the bad guy and act like a hero to save the beauty.

He regarded himself as a predator and bowed down to accommodate her with a superior attitude. Little did he know that the prey had also dug invisible traps, waiting for him to fall into the trap.

Xie Jie narrowed his eyes slightly and tolerated her little temper. He stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears. He couldn't help but use some force with his fingertips, and his tone was doting and helpless.

"Why are you still angry at me?"

As soon as he raised his hand, Zhou Zhong kicked the steward who was tied up by the five-flowered flower to the edge of the stage and knelt down.

His voice was soft and coaxing.

"Then kill him and let you vent your anger, okay?"
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