Chapter 30 The explanation of Hua Kui's erotic dance and second kill!

"Why does your expression look so strange?" Ning Shishi frowned and asked, with a suspicious and alert look on his face.

For the understanding of Song Yi, Ning Shishi was stunned to stay on the title of Tanhualang in the talented Mingyue Building. When he heard that Tanhualang turned out to be a member of the Wang family, he became stunned. Later, before and after the disturbance of Liuyuan Painting, he combined all the impressions about Song Yi in his mind. Become a strange and talented family with a threatening atmosphere.

Ning Shishi's expression fell in Song Yi's eyes, which was really normal. Song Yi still endured a strange smile and said, "The reason why my expression is a little abnormal is that I feel that I will teach you the dance next, um... How to say... It's a little difficult to learn!"

"It's strange for a man to teach a woman to dance. The teacher should have been surprised and disbelieved. But at this moment, does Mr. Song know that the teacher already believes in Mr. Song's 'amazing deeds'!" When Ning Shishi said four amazing words, he bit the words and stared at Song Yi's eyes with playful eyes.

Song Yi naturally knew that this woman looked as delicate as a flower, but in fact her heart was like a fox. She was reminding herself not to forget the murder that night.

"Are you willing to learn that?" Song Yi asked with a strange expression.

Although Master Ning was a little confused, he thought that since Song Yi had stood in front of him, he should not deceive himself, so he nodded seriously and replied, "As long as Mr. Song's dance posture can indeed be beneficial to the Huakui Competition, the teacher is willing to learn!" I just don't know how to learn this dance? Did Mr. Song demonstrate it himself?"

"Uh..." Song Yi suddenly became a little entangled.

Ning Shishi stared at the entangled Song Yi and was confused for a long time. Song Yi gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Well, you can jump with me!"

A hole in the window, the autumn wind blew into the room with coolness, but there were some crazy laughter as the window floated out.

"Gig... Alas... I can't stand it."

"No laughing! Jump with me!"

"Hahaha... This, this dance is really too shameful. The slave family is a little... Some..."

"Do you want to win the championship? Don't you think this dance can kill a talent's eye in seconds?

"What is a second kill?!"

"Uh... Second kill is to fall in love with a man's heart in an instant. Song Yi frowned and explained.

The delicate face was stained with a faint crimson. Ning Shishi half squatted and was learning a ** posture of swinging his buttocks with Song Yi, and muttered, "Second kill... Instantly fall... Uh-huh! It seems to be very vivid.

"Well, I just taught you these movements. You practice several times, and I'll take a break first." Song Yi gasped and said, his face was also slightly rosy. In fact, the ruddyness on Song Yi's face is not because of exercise, but because of shyness.

It would be embarrassing to let an old man teach a young man to dance the beautiful dance of swinging his buttocks and throwing his chest. Although Song Yi deliberately removed some actions that were too excessive in this era, even so, Ning Shishi was still ashamed and shocked in the process of learning a series of dance postures. The laughter.

"Oh... The prince is sure that this... Dance, I really know... It will kill in seconds... A large number of people?" Ning Shishi twisted his slender waist, and a charming track appeared on his buttocks.

"Hmm... Uh-huh..." Song Yi's eyes were a little straight. He didn't find it when he was teaching, but at this moment, sitting on the stool, he suddenly felt that Ning Shishi was dancing this dance. It was really... It's so fascinating.

The dark red thin shirt flutters, twisting the waist and swinging the buttocks. This kind of gorgeous dance that only girls in exposed clothes in the previous life will dance. At this moment, under the dance of Ning Shishi in such an ancient costume, it actually adds a charming amorous style.

Ning Shishi, who is graceful, is still twisting her delicate body. Somehow, with such a dance, she always feels an unspeakable indulgence and shyness in her heart. But she vaguely felt that maybe Song Yi was right. This dance could indeed be 'killed in seconds'!

Song Yi poured tea by himself, and his eyes were slightly distracted. Unconsciously, he was addicted to Ning Shishi's enchanting figure and twisting amorous feelings.

"The prince... Prince!"

"Ah?!" Two shouts came in his ear, and Song Yi woke up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"How do you see the teacher's dance? Um... Can you... Kill a piece in a second?" Master Ning asked coquettishly. At this moment, her cheeks were already red, and some fragrant sweat came out. A wisp of temples stuck wet to her delicate face, revealing the charming ** amorous feelings.

"Oh, it's not bad. It will be better to practice a few more times. Remember these dance steps and movements first and practice well! I have to go back first." Song Yi hurriedly stood up and said.

"Hmm! Well, the slave family won't send the prince downstairs. It's really tiring to practice this dance. I'll rest for a while before continuing to practice. Take your time. Ning Shishi took a silk scarf and gently wiped the sweat on his face and said.

Song Yi said goodbye and left.

Ning Shishi sat on the stool and rested. He took a cut-out bronze mirror and looked at his face. He was slightly stunned. The person in the mirror had red cheeks and a natural smile on the corners of his mouth. Was it himself?

Song Yi crossed the street and saw a circle of people discussing some poems enthusiastically. He faintly heard a double flyer from all over the world... Only then did I know that the poems I had spread had spread all over Bianzhou City. Fortunately, my appearance was not well known. Otherwise, I'm afraid it would not be a good thing, but a threatening bad thing.

Song Yi went to see Ning Shishi, but Wang Su was actually a little unhappy. She hasn't been very interested in playing other things recently. She accompanied the damn Song Yi to play with these wood and other things in this dark water tank room every day. Who knew that the damn house Song Yi was so outrageously invited by Hua Kui. On the contrary, he was more like a subordinate to help him polish the wood here.

"Huh! Why should I listen to him and polish this wood? I quit... These things are all his.. Humph!" The more Wang Su thought about it, the more angry he became. He shook his hand and threw a piece of wood in his hand on the ground. He stood up and hummed angrily and was about to leave.

At this time, the door opened and Song Yi came in.

"Daw! Why have you been there for so long? Miss Ben is very angry... Tell me, what have you done?" Wang Su pointed to Song Yi and said angrily, with an extremely dissatisfied face.

"Na Ning Shi asked me for some poetry. I thought there was still something to do here, so I dealt with her and rushed back!" Song Yi said with a sincere face.

"Huh! I don't believe that you dare to leave me here to do this kind of work. I will punish you not to walk out of the water tank room for a day and work until dark to go out to eat..." Wang Su said with two eyebrows.

When Song Yi saw the wooden parts polished by Wang Su on the ground, he smiled angrily and said, "What if I surprise you today?" Can the young lady let me go to dinner in advance?

"No way! Unless... Unless it's really a surprise!" Wang Su said half of his anger, and suddenly became a little uncertain, and his angry expression suddenly eased.

Song Yi showed a solemn expression, then walked into the water tank room and began to stitch up the model parts.

Wang Su was going to leave, but when he saw that Song Yi had begun to assemble the model, he suddenly became interested, threw his anger aside, came over again, and squatted beside Song Yi and watched curiously.

In fact, these wooden parts made by Song Yi are a little strange to Wang Su. Many parts can't see what role they play at all. I don't know how he will use to stitch together a model of a ship. However, looking at Song Yi assembling the model in a way and Song Yi's serious eyebrows, he suddenly feels that The heartbeat accelerated a little.

Half of the wooden boat model has been spliced together, and it has seen the appearance of a ship for the first time. Only those parts that Wang Su thought are strange have not been installed, but Wang Su's eyes are already full of confusion.

This kind of sharp bow... This strange stitching method, and those strange parts... At this moment, Wang Su's eyes are full of unknown surprises.

Song Yi suddenly stopped his hand and said to Wang Su, "Miss, remember what you promised to Song Yi."

Wang Su suddenly felt a little unsure. She was the daughter of a businessman, and naturally she would make some calculations in her heart, but at this moment, she felt as if she was doing a business that she didn't know whether it was a profit or a loss.

Wang Su stared at his apricot eyes and asked confusedly, "Are you sure that these things can really help my Wang family get out of trouble?"

Song Yi did not answer. He had begun to stitch up the parts that looked strange in Wang Su's eyes.

Song Yi knew that the model of this ship would attract a shock, but Song Yi still doesn't know what kind of shock it is.

At this time, Wang Kuanglu dragged her tired body back to the palace. A charming woman handed a cup of stewed bird's nest ginseng soup to Wang Kuanglu's hand and said with concern, "Sir, if there is really no other way to save it, let's ask someone to drag a letter to A Heng and A Qiong and ask them to help. If you plead for mercy in front of the emperor, maybe it will be all right.

Wang Kuanglu took a ginseng soup and took a sip of moistening his throat before frowning and sighing. He grabbed the beautiful woman's hand in the palm of his hand and said, "Of course, you know what you said about being a husband, but this is the last way. You can't go to both of them as a last resort, because even if you can ask for this favor. There is no punishment. But in the future, the shipbuilding workshop of the Wang family will be completely broken, and the favor of the emperor will be used less once at a time..."

The beautiful woman listened to Wang Kuanglu's words and could not refute it. She could only lean on Wang Kuanglu's side and stretched out a slender hand to knead it for him to relieve some of his fatigue.