Advance Bravely

Seeing the enthusiasm of the students, Xia Yao did not sweep everyone's happiness, so in the cheers of hundreds of people, the face stood calmly. Because Xia Yao is sitting in the penultimate position on the right side, Yuan Long is on the right side. Therefore, he has to go to the stage and must walk around Yuan. Yuan Long's two long legs occupied the front aisle, and Xia Yao's legs could not find a gap drill. However, Yuan Zong did not mean to give up, Xia Yao can only take the initiative to open.

"Excuse me, let's make it happen?"

Yuan Leng’s cold face was motionless and his body was shaped like a mountain. There was no possibility of crossing the past.

"Would you please collect your legs?"

Yuan Li’s two legs still lie like two steel columns, either stepping on it or honestly sitting down for me.

Xia Yao saw the taboo order from Yuan Lian’s eyes. Suddenly there was a **** spurt and a rush of High.

Therefore, the upper edge of the back of the chair on both feet was wiped directly from Yuan Lian's back neck and flew over the aisle. In the tsunami-like applause of the mountains, marching toward the stage with a steady stride.

There is no need to deliberately change dresses, simple casual T-shirts, slim jeans, and baseball caps. When the lights hit the body, the glamorous gas field came out, and the stars were full.

A hip-hop melody sounded, and the muscles and joints of Xia Yao were instantly awakened. No preheating, no transition, abrupt and strong dance steps stunned everyone's heart. The curves, rotations, wraps, and oscillating movements are as smooth as flowing. Twisting, sending squats, sliding steps, swinging the hips... The **** and wild hair bursting out of the bones ignited the enthusiasm of everyone.

Even Yuan Li, who has been hard-faced, has nowhere to stand a cigarette, his eyes complexly scorching the illuminators on the stage.

Xia Yao's jeans only show their low waist properties after twisting them. Especially when the frequency is twisted at a high frequency, the tight waist of the fine sweat beads is revealed, surrounded by bright light, smooth and delicate skin. Quality exposure is undoubted.

The noise and arrogance in the hearts of the audience were all set aside by Xia Yaozhen. All kinds of praises began to go out with dirty words, and some of the big men were calling out for Tete!

Yuan is still holding the cigarette on his mouth, and the ash is already half-finger, but he doesn't know.

The music is getting more and more exciting, and it contains the soul, the sexy, the impulsive, the unyielding dance steps and the rhythm of the music. The sorcerer is not vulgar, but **** but masculine. People can't help but think about Xia Yao's private life. He feels that he should live on the dance floor in peacetime. In addition to eating and sleeping, he can dance and have such impulsive improvisation.

In fact, Xia Yao did have such a rebellious life, youthful time, indiscriminate indulgence. At that time, there was no such a rotten social culture, and the concept was abandoned before it deteriorated. But the interest in dancing has never been lost, and occasionally it will pick up and relax. Coupled with long-term fitness and training, it is beneficial to the coordination of the body, so that Xia Yao's dance steps look more powerful.

There was a pause in the middle of the music, and Xia Yao turned back to the audience.

The music was played again, with the penetrating power of the paralyzed heart. Xia Yao's body swayed and waved, and stood up again. The firm and full hips showed a hot and squeaky innocence, causing people to exclaim and scream.

Xia Yao smiled back and screamed at the corner of his mouth, pointing straight to the direction of Yuan Lian.

The atmosphere at the scene has reached an uncontrollable level, and many people stand up and clap their hands. Some beautiful women even madly crowded toward the front, and they went to the stage to split Xia Yao.

Only Yuan Zong was sitting in his position with a gloomy face of disobedience, and the ash was scattered all over the place.

The song is not over yet, Xia Yao raised his hand and let the sound engineer stop. He took the microphone and gasped and said, "Come here."

"Let's jump again!"

"I haven't seen it yet!"

"..."

The people of Xia Yao’s pilgrimage waved their hands. "No, it won’t move, next time."

When I went down, there was a round of crazy applause, and Tian Qianqi was the most active drum. When Tian Yao passed by him, Tian Yanqi couldn't help but admire: "It's too enjoyable."

"I can't compare with you. You are a professional dance. I am jumping."

Tian Yanqi was stunned. "Professional dances didn't look good."

Xia Yao’s heart sneer: There are people who are rare in your profession, and your fingers are still playing with you on the beat. I have twisted my waist, and people don't sweep me with my eyes.

The performance is still going on. The fiery rhyme of Xia Yao’s dance has not subsided. Many people have been talking about it underneath, and the audience has been arguing, causing the latter programs to not know what to play. At the end of the performance, the students walked out in groups of three, and Xia Yao also stood up, but was held down by the big hand next to him.

Xia Yao’s heart trembled and barely stabilized his emotions and asked Yuan: "Is there something?"

Yuan Li did not speak, and his tenacious eyes scraped the face of Xia Yao.

Xia Yao deliberately turned his eyes on him. He wanted to struggle, but he was completely unable to compete with Yuan Li’s hand. He wants to swear insults, but there are people around him. He is the focus of the people who just finished the show, and can only stand silently.

"Summer police officer, Yuan Zong, why are you still not going?" Tian Yanqi came over and asked.

Xia Yaoqiang firmly held his tone. "It's a bit of a thing to talk about."

After Tian Yanqi left, the entire auditorium was empty. Yuan Zong vigorously dragged Xia Yao up and hit him directly on his shoulder. In the violent temper of Xia Yao, he walked down and walked toward his office with no expression.

"Yuan Long, you let me down! If you are a man, you can say something very fast! Is it so daunting to show you how big?"

Tian Yanqi went to the bathroom and came out to hit the scene. He was shocked and shocked. What happened?

Yuan Zeng will Xia Yaozhen go to the office, his arms are rude. Xia Yao’s shoulder hit the wall, and the brain’s blue veins burst.

"What the **** are you doing?" Xia Yao was in a hurry.

Yuan Lian is more mad than him, and all the smoldering fires are burning at this moment. He twisted Xia Yao's hands back and put the chest against the wall and clamped it into a small space.

"Give me the rest of the dance." Yuan Li suddenly opened his mouth.

Xia Yao hated and gasped. "Why should I jump for you?"

Yuan Lie’s color gradually faded and his tone taunted.

"You can talk to so many people, can't you talk to me alone?"

Xia Yao’s eyes are red, "Who am I talking to?"

"Hurry up, twist it up." Yuan Lianping hides a strong emotion under the light tone.

The muscles underneath Xia Yaoqi are stretched to death, and there is a sigh of relief on his face.

Snapped! A loud slap on the summer **** of Xia Yao, so that he was red.

"Why are you hitting me? Get out of the way!"

Yuan Zhuang hits Xia Yao and hits others in two different strengths. The main purpose of hitting others is "pain", and Xia Yao is aiming at "hemp".

"Jump!" A word command.

Xia Yao's fists clenched, and the hateful eyes cast on the wall, and then reflected into the black shackles of Yuan Lian.

啪啪啪啪 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 接 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏 夏

"Twist!"

Xia Yao’s breathing is rough and hard.

Yuan Li will insert the giants that are propped up into Xia Yao’s trousers, and the fabric and fabric will fit together. Then swing the shackles and let the hard objects pass through the two layers of fabric and twist them in the hip joints of Xia Yao.