Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"No Mo Ling took a look at her. The girl just came to his shoulder. Maybe it's because she didn't wear high-heeled shoes today.

He suddenly remembered when he saw her for the first time. At that time, he didn't have many fans, or even no fans, but he could see her every time he performed on the stage.

The little one, however, seems to have great power. Every time, she takes a camera bigger than her head, keeps a distance and takes pictures of him.

If you find him looking at the lens, the little hand holding the camera will keep shaking.

Until later, there were more fans and more people taking pictures of him. Some came and some left, but she was always there, and every time she could see her little figure.

For several years, it has always been so, but they have never been in close contact with each other, even they don't know her name.

Until last time, Tang Xin said that there was a fan. At that time, the first person in his mind was her. But later, when he thought about it, she always wisely kept a distance. I'm afraid it won't be her.

Later, when I saw her, I also saw the surprise in her eyes. Mo Lingkong knew that this time she asked Tang Xin to take a look at herself from a distance, and then took a few photos. But he didn't expect Tang Xin to ask him out directly.

Then, the intersection of the two people increased.

"Ah, are you a mystery guest?"

"I'm a dancer?"

“！！！” Light Yan was stunned again, she looked at her empty hand, at a loss: "do you want to dance? You're going to dance! However, we don't know. Besides, I didn't bring the aid card... "

Listening to her flustered chatter, Mo Lingkong bent his mouth, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed her head.

Tone, is his own surprise gentle, "it doesn't matter, this time did not want to be found, I came to save the field."

"If you want, you can think of it as... My dance for you alone."

Qingyan: "what did my idol do just now? What did you say?

He touched my head! Ah, ah! Did I wash my hair today! It seems to have been washed. It's OK! No, that's not the point. The point is to touch your head!

And what did he just say, dancing for me alone?! single?! For me?!

I'm dead! What is this! It's too provocative! I don't have a drop!

Mo Lingkong walked out a few steps and found that the people around him had stopped again, and his expression was like a goose.

Mo Lingkong couldn't help laughing, "let's go, the performance begins."

"Xiaoyan felt like an old-fashioned train, breathing and risking.

The performance begins. Tang Xin draws lots on the stage. What she drew was the third position, which was very good. Tang was relieved.

She went down to the stage and cheered with Mo Lingkong.

Under the stage, sitting her fans, her lover, her friends... She felt that she had no fear.

Before going on the court, they folded their hands together and called out: "come on!"

Under the stage, I know that the next one is the fans of Tang Xin's performance. They have already taken out the lights, supplies and prepared their voices, waiting for the stage to start.

The audience and fans in the studio are ready.

"Ah, come, come, I'm coming, my sister is wonderful!"

"If my sister doesn't dance with me, it's hard to be a solo dancer. Is that a loss?"

"No, the rule is to dance together. My sister won't be so stupid."