The male god strikes: the black belly cute treasure asks for a like

Chapter 27 The Man From Hell (4)

Luo Xiaoxiao took a deep breath.

Suddenly he lifted the hem of the skirt, kicked off the silver crystal slipper on his feet, and walked off the stage barefoot.

"Hey, hey, you are back, what are you doing?! Do you still want money?!" The manager didn't know what she wanted to do, and jumped and shouted anxiously behind her.

Luo Xiaoxiao was deaf to it.

It was as if he had entered his own world.

Everyone didn't know what she wanted to do, they were confused for a while, she was standing well, why did she suddenly step down?
Luo Xiaoxiao walked to the booth, a spacious open space, and slowly closed her eyes.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

At that moment, her expression suddenly became blank, as if she was a different person.

She suddenly lifted the flying skirt and danced on the spot.

Sometimes the eyebrows are frowning, showing infinite sorrow; Drawing eyebrows, performing delicate and appropriate dressing; suddenly standing upright, pressing the arrow to lead the bow, making people almost hear the clank of the strings! In the carnival of dancing, she forgot both the audience and herself.She just tried her best to show all the beauty with her flexible and proficient limbs and five sense organs.

Clap clap clap clap.

There was continuous applause.

She stopped slowly, finished, put her right hand on her chest, and gracefully made a gift.

Then bent down, like a princess who lost her shoes because of playfulness, picked up her crystal slipper, walked back to the booth gracefully, jumped into the car, and put on the shoes slowly.

At that moment, people seemed to see Hepburn in Roman Holiday, who was elegant and playful, and her innocence and temptation could not be concealed under those long eyelashes.

Luo Xiaoxiao knew she had won.

But only she knows that she has already lost.

She swore that she would never dance this dance again, just like she swore to forget that man the day after she died and came back to life.

She wants to dig out little by little what this man has planted in her bones, including the dance he taught her with his own hands.

How ridiculous, her persistence is no match for a mere 5000 yuan.

There were obviously more people in front of the booth, and the car salesperson was very busy, so Xiaoxiao was able to relax for a while.

She didn't realize that a pair of hawk-like eyes had stared at her from the moment she started dancing, and they haven't moved away from her until now.

"Sorry, I want to try the car."

A gentle female voice rang in the little ear.

Luo Xiaoxiao nodded without even looking at it, stepped aside, and opened the car door herself: "You really have a good eye, this car can be said to be the most suitable for women among all the cars on display today, look at its color, although it is It's pink, but it's not very ostentatious, and the design in the car is also very suitable for girls."

Xiaoxiao was bored and eavesdropped on the salesperson's explanation, and learned something by himself, so he hastened to apply what he learned here.

"Is it? Is it a little too big?"

"No, this is also its most unique design, it can meet your own needs, and it can also meet the needs of family travel, really."

The sound suddenly stopped.

The woman raised her head in doubt, saw her staring at herself blankly, and said with a smile: "Little sister? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, it's nothing." Luo Xiaoxiao came back to her senses, a complicated look flashed through her eyes, and most of her enthusiasm disappeared.

"Try it." She stepped aside and stopped talking.

Although the woman was puzzled, she just smiled and got into the car sideways.

"By the way, if you don't like the color of the car, can you change it?"

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"Little sister?"

(End of this chapter)