sinovels Chapter 10 My dance is only for you
Chapter 10 My dance is only for you
Sure enough, his premonition came true in the next second, and he heard the national teacher continue: "For example, come and dance for me."
Xiao Jin frowned, endured the overwhelming anger in his heart, and tried his best to speak calmly: "This won't work, Master Guoshi should punish you to kneel."
To make him dance is to play him like a Legie!
Wen Leng admired the expression of the little emperor who wanted to get angry but could only bear it, and felt secretly refreshed.
"But the deity thinks it's very good, that's all." Wen Leng insisted with a smile in his tone.
The gentle look on Xiao Jin's face was almost on the verge of cracking, but he controlled it very well, "Okay, but I have never danced for anyone, I only show it to you, go to the Imperial Teacher's bedroom."
Wen Leng had no doubt about him, and readily agreed.
Anyway, he has the extremely high martial arts of the former national teacher, and also has his own supernatural powers, so he is not afraid that he will be disadvantageous to him.
The two came to Wen Leng's bedroom. Wen Leng sat on a chair and drank tea, excitedly urging: "Your Majesty, let's start."
The emperor is dancing, see you once in a thousand years!
Xiao Jin stood in the hall for a moment, then slowly walked towards Wen Leng, his body suddenly moved closer, his hot breath fell on Wen Leng's neck, his voice suddenly became magnetic and charming, "Wait a minute, Master, I'm coming...".
Wen Leng's hand holding the tea cup froze there, with a dazed look on his face.
What is the little emperor doing?
Especially feeling that Xiao Jin's hand had touched his waist, Wen Leng's hairs stood on end.
Could it be that the little emperor became angry and wanted to fuck him!
Just when Wen Leng was about to use his powers to protect himself, Xiao Jin had already pulled away and was brushed by the wide black sleeves. Wen Leng closed his eyes subconsciously.
After opening his eyes, Wen Leng saw that Xiao Jin had returned to the center of the hall, and he still had a silver belt in his hand.
Wen Leng gritted his teeth, good job, he asked Xiao Jin to dance, and Xiao Jin took his belt as an assistant.
Over there, Xiao Jinna poured a small amount of internal energy into the silver belt, and in an instant the belt turned into a silver sword.
Xiao Jin held a silver sword-like belt, and danced the sword in a move-by-movement style, flowing like clouds and flowing water, implying sharpness.
Xiao Jin's sword dance has a compelling aura, as if thousands of troops are rushing towards the battlefield.
Wen Leng was still angry at Xiao Jin's opportunism, but he was unconsciously fascinated by watching it, especially Xiao Jin's handsome face at this time was very pleasing to the eye.
At this moment, the emperor's aura seemed to have lost its usual disguise.
At the end of the sword dance, all the momentum was absorbed, turning into the softness of the spring breeze and drizzle.
After Xiao Jin finished the dance, holding the silver sword that had not exhausted his inner strength, he smiled gently and said, "Master, are you satisfied with this dance?"
Wen Leng withdrew his obsessed eyes, smiled and said: "Satisfied, satisfied, but it would be better if I didn't use the belt of the deity."
Xiao Jin walked into Wen Leng with his soft belt, apparently wanting to tie it back on for him.
Wen Leng frowned, grabbed the belt directly, and then felt that his behavior was too abrupt, and said in a disguised way: "Your Majesty has worked hard, I should take the belt myself, and go back and rest."
Looking at Wen Leng like this, Xiao Jin unconsciously curled up a smile on his lips, and suddenly he remembered Wen Leng's red ears when he got close to Wen Leng to take the belt.
Realizing what he was thinking, the smile on Xiao Jin's lips disappeared. For a moment, he actually thought that the national teacher was a little cute.
Could it be that he is crazy to have such an idea!