Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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A group of people stared at Luo Qingying and drove Nalan night away, and they were all overwhelmed.

That is the hall of the royal king of Chu, actually was driven away by his unmarried wife, but also smiled, do not mind, it is too strange, right? When the two of them got into trouble, they still had some worries, but they could change their eyes and styles. Actually...

The legendary cold-faced prince has changed his temper and become so good to talk?

Nangong Temple seems to understand what it is, and then seeing Luo Qingyi is full of admiration. When the children waited for a group of girls, they recovered quickly. After watching such a play code, their attention quickly turned back to the special dance that Luo Qingyi said before.

This is the thing that will enable them to name the capital, they will never miss it easily!

Luo Qingyi also quickly returned to the normal state, no longer thinking about the strangeness of Nalan night, she thought about it, looked at the child: "I said the belly dance and the dance of the Hu that you mentioned, jumping up is not much difference, But the effect is absolutely different. In order to have an intuitive effect, how do you dance a little girl, let everyone see."

"Okay." The children were not restrained, and they stood up and walked to the middle.

"Oh, my sister is going to dance, but I have to take a good look." "We haven't seen any children dancing over the Husband!" "What is Hu dance? It's so weird." "Don't make trouble, look. My sister-in-law jumped and knew." "Hey, Tsui, don't squash me..."

Blinking, the women in the colorful dresses next to each other smiled awkwardly. Without Nalan’s night, there was a burst of laughter in the room, and the atmosphere changed. Luo Qingying did not stop it. Instead, they felt that their character was good. They did not feel inferior and self-pity because they were in the brothel. They could have such a mentality and really danced well.

Of course, she also had a new understanding of Nangong’s attitude towards these people.

"Well, everyone stood up, I haven't jumped for a long time, some are unfamiliar, I don't know if it's good to jump." There was a blush on her face, and it seemed that she was worried that she couldn't jump well, but she was very quick. Converging the expression, low eyebrows, and a devout gesture, slowly moved.

With the action of the deaf children, everyone is quiet, and Luo Qingying is more careful.

Soon, Luo Qingying saw the difference between the dance of the babies and the belly dance she wanted to teach them.

It’s the best dancer in Mengxianlou. The children’s gestures make people feel the love and skill of her dance. The flexible and graceful body, the slender white arm, especially when she shakes her waist, she is long. The skirts are like waves and undulating, and the rotating room is like a beautiful flower.

Everyone looked at it, and even Nangong, who was very familiar with her, nodded. Although he was the first time to watch this special dance, he still looked good at a glance. It’s just that...Nan Gongyi doesn’t think that there is any difference between the dances of the children and the dances in peacetime. It’s just that most of the time, the swaying waist is a bit fresh, but it’s not enough to freshen to those discerning guests who are fascinated and fascinated.

Luo Qingyi feels the same, and after a moment, she laughs.

You can have such a skill, and she can just dial a few words. The key is two points. First, the expression on the face of the child. Perhaps this kind of dance is a time when a tribe worships a **** or a special solemnity. The dancer's expression is full of piety and admiration. If you still maintain this kind of appearance in the place where the broth is so popular, it will definitely reduce the interest of the guests.

The second point is even more important, that is, the clothes worn by the nephew. Although she jumped better, but wrapped tightly, except for the long sleeves on the arm that occasionally faded to reveal the white muscles, the skin, almost no other attractive places. If you can change this, the effect is absolutely different.

Soon after the jump, the nephew stood in the same place, his face slightly ruddy. Looking at Luo Qingying, she was a little nervous: "How does Miss Luo feel?"

"The jump is very good." Just said this sentence, Luo Qingyi said in a tone: "But it is not enough, you need to change two more."

"Which two?" The child immediately curious.

"The first point is very simple." Luo Qingying told her children to pay attention to changing facial expressions, must be stunned, mysterious, tempted, want to welcome and refuse, etc...

In short, you should use your eyes to attract customers, so that they can't touch them but they are itchy. Here is the brothel, not the pear garden, not to jump to the emperor to see, do not need to be so serious, not to mention the original meaning of Hu dance, but stick to the form.

This is very simple. I understand it when I hear it. I nodded. "What about the second point?" She also knows that this second point is only the key. I will smile, Luo Qing sings out the voice: "Hey son, give me a pair of scissors."

Although he did not know what Luo Qing wanted to do with scissors, he still told Song mother to take a pair of scissors. Luo Qing took over and went up and stood in front of the nephew: "Don't move, I will change this for you. Skirt, you know what is the effect."

After that, she took up the scissors and cut off the nephew's sleeves directly. Two white arms immediately appeared in front of her eyes.

The nephew trembled slightly, but it calmed down immediately. After all, she is not the sly show of everyone, here is the brothel, selling laughter and selling the flesh, the dew point arm is nothing. Instead, she began to wonder how Luo Qingyi had to change her dress and stared at it. When Luo Qingyi repeatedly reduced her long skirt to reveal her thighs, she suddenly laughed at the other women around her, and she couldn’t help herself. She glanced at the smiling Nangong Temple, shyly said: "Miss Luo, this... Is it really cut?"

"Not finished yet, don't worry."

Luo Qingyi casually said a word, his hands kept not stopping.

She cut her nephew's purple dress to the position that had just wrapped her hips. Although it was better to add some tassels, it is now okay. Then she extended the scissors to the waist of her nephew and exposed the part under her chest a few times.

"Yeah!" The child stunned. I didn't expect Luo Qingqi to start so embarrassed, and then cut it down. Isn't she going to be light? Is this belly dance to be naked? At the thought of this, my nephew is also somewhat uncomfortable.

"Miss Luo, you are this..."

"Don't move, just fine." Luo Qingyi did not answer her, has begun to play with her apron. It’s really troublesome for women to dress at this time, and it seems that we have to make a good change. Luo Qingyi thought about it, only temporarily rolled up the nephew's apron, wrapped her chest, and then tied it with a strap. As for the position of the lower abdomen, it is only necessary to pull the skirt down a little.

But for a while, my nephew has changed a lot in Luo Qing's hands.

The arms are revealing, delicate and seductive, and the flat belly of the white scorpion is exposed outside, and the slender legs are half-covered and hidden, which is more and more imaginative. Only the key parts were barely wrapped, and the children were very embarrassed to stand there, blushing, and being stared at by others was uncomfortable.

Luo Qingying smiled: "Do it, let's do it first. After the next change to good clothes, the effect is better."

Nangong Temple is no longer obsessed with beauty, but the nephew in front of her eyes is shy and infinite standing in front of her, and she is so exposed that he can't help but see some of them. It was not until Luo Qing’s voice, he reacted and laughed: “Oh, my son, you dress up, don’t talk about dancing, just stand like this, I’m afraid that those guests will be upset.”

"Okay, I want to try again, so dancing, will the effect be better?" Luo Qing shouted.

"Is it really necessary to jump like this?" Some of them couldn't open.

Although she is a brothel woman, she can't accept it when she thinks she has to be in front of so many men.

Luo Qingyi saw her face and she understood it a bit. She said: "If you want to introduce new things, you will naturally understand the preferences of your guests. The guests who come to Mengxianlou are looking for joy, but not for reading. If you care about it, but ignore the essence, then you still need to stay in the brothel? If you are doing a trip, you must understand the cruelty of this line. If you want to stand out from the crowd, you will naturally have to pay the price. But compared to other brothel women, they sell the flesh. You are only able to beat them far more than dancing, and you are much luckier."

"How much money do you make, and ultimately decide when you can get out of this place. I just give you a chance, don't take it well, you decide."

The heart glimpsed, and the child was awake. If it wasn't because she was in Mengxianlou, but the owner and the son of the son were not bad for them, and changed somewhere else, even if it was the Rouge Pavilion and the Qionghua Pavilion, I was afraid that she would not have been clear. Now she is just dancing, but if she can become a squad like a cigarette, then it is possible to remain innocent and then really get out of this place. Thinking of this, she immediately whispered: "Oh, son, Luo girl, I understand."

After all, it is a person who has been in the brothel for many years. The nephew quickly adjusted his mentality, his face changed, and his moment was a feminine look. She didn't care about being cut into a tattered dress, and she jumped up again.

"Yes, just like this, pay attention to your eyes..." While jumping, Luo Qingying reminded him.

This time, let alone the Nangong Temple, even the other women also watched the heartbeat. The nephews all exuded seductive charms, and even smiled in the gestures, and the eyes were lightly hooked, as if they had exchanged a thousand words. The slender arm, the soft waist, and the strong rapid shaking make people want to stop, Luo Qingyi finally laughed, and this child really realized quickly.

If she waits for her to design a dress, it will be more suitable when she wears it. The key parts are wrapped tightly. If you add some fringe beads, they will be comfortable. Otherwise, those guests will only be immersed in this kind of deliberate. In the temptation to create, let the name of Mengxianlou once again reach its peak.

After the dance is over, the nephew has stood in front of Nangong, caressing his face, and smiles charmingly: "How about the son, how is the child jumping?"

"Okay, good!" Nangong said with a big laugh: "Hey, this son promises that you will become the fourth flower leader of Mengxianlou, and it is famous!"