Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

It looked like these people were in this business, Luo Liuling glanced at them casually, they were all ordinary people, and they looked very simple in their clothes.Just look at the entertainment embarrassment picture
"If you sing well, not only will you get money, but you will also be rewarded with money."

Luo Junhao is also in a good mood, his favorite thing is listening to ditties, this is no secret, it is one of his hobbies.

"Yes."

The woman outside the door said shyly, this place is really big and rich, if any young master takes a fancy to her, then she can enjoy the blessing. [

It is no longer necessary to run around singing songs to others to live a life, and to live a life of a servant, if she wants to live, she must live a life of a master.

In order to leave a good impression on everyone, this woman has been pretending to be generous and decent.

"rise."

Following her yell, several musicians behind her played,

The beautiful melody resounds under the moonlight, the cloud sleeves swing lightly and dance like a butterfly, twisting the waist according to the rhythm, the sweet smile is always rippling on the small face, elegant like a summer lotus , the charming and moving face is full of seductive demeanor.

This woman is constantly showing her best side, her eyes are always looking at Ye Wushang's position, her delicate face is full of shyness.

Here, only this man is the most handsome and the most temperamental man.

Ye Wushang didn't even look at the woman, he just drank his wine and looked at Luo Liuling vaguely.

When Hua Shuang was confused by this woman's charming energy, her expression almost changed. Who is this vixen trying to hook up with.

The woman danced for a while, then opened her throat and began to sing.

The singing is very loud and clear, as if it wants to penetrate the clouds, the loud and clear singing is as sweet and light as a yellow warbler.

Yingluo rings, clothes hang up, sleeves are fragrant, and yellow sand confuses the despair that has been engraved for thousands of generations.

The sea camel bell sweeps away hope, pointing to the other side of the night, who is playing the pipa in the distance, and one string hurts the other.

The cool wind howls wildly, the hesitation and loneliness fill the air, the world of mortals in Zimo, the empty yellow spring,

Who sings, flakes past and dances on the walls.

It has to be said that this woman's singing voice is very good, and her singing is also very tasteful. This passage was sung by her so sadly that everyone who heard it couldn't help but shed tears.

After the song ended, the woman turned around and showed the brightest smile. At this moment, her face was so beautiful, but it was only for this moment.