MTL - Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp-Chapter 8 Street dance debut

The coffin took a moment.

"No need, I don't dare to drive, just feel it."

But did not see Xu Yizhi's dawn dimmed a bit.

I did not expect to experience a luxury car in my lifetime, but it is still poverty that limits my imagination!

After so many years of filming, the money she earned seems to have entered... The company and Ou Mengxue’s pockets, let you spit it out sooner or later.

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The "Star Dance King" program was recorded on the scene.

The big stage was warmed up by the opening street dance, and the dancers under the stage had begun to plan which team to call the convenor.

"Wow, Yu Jiayin’s movements are so smooth and fluent that he is not too handsome. It’s really a battle king. If you want to join his team, you must enter, you must enter.”

"Shu Tingting has always been my idol. I am running to her this time. She is best at Locking and Hiphop."

"I like the coffin most. I can finally see her dancing in the street today. I am looking forward to it."

"Is she not an actor? How can she participate in this professional program like her vase?"

"I don't think she even counts a vase. It doesn't look so good. I really don't know how long those people's eyes are long."

"It turned out that she is not a professional dancer! It's a pity! I wanted to choose her."

auzw.com "I heard that she doesn't understand street dance at all. I suggest you don't want too much hope!"

The voice of the host sounded in a timely manner. "Dance dancers, our last convener, she has a very high popularity, 昱王妃, psychic girl... an unusually fresh character has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, then she What is going to be done is a crossover from the actors to the dancers. What kind of wonderful street dance will she bring to us? Have a please - Lingbi."

"Chi total, the next one is the coffin. She has been carefully prepared for this show for a long time."

"Well, the coffin never let me down."

Chi Jiayang’s eyes followed the stage.

In the eyes of Ou Mengxue, you can see your "home Yang brother". What kind of goods you are, it is a pity that Xu Yizhi did not come, otherwise he can let him see the scene.

The lights on the stage instantly fainted, and the happy "HandClap" music sounded, and a bunch of chasing light hit the coffin in the center of the stage.

Although the makeup is rich, the stage effect is excellent, the long hair is simply behind the head, and the bright-colored ear diamonds are more sturdy under the black long hair, enchanting and handsome.

Inside, a black V-neck T-shirt reveals a white neck, giving a sense of enchantment and desire. The jacket is a Dior black leather jacket with a little rivet decoration and no zipper. The lower body is a black slacks specially designed by King's designer, which perfectly shows her perfect slender legs.

The exclamation of the audience came from a burst.

The halo is gradually expanding, and the dancers are also included.

They stood up and stood in a position of free and easy investment. They were the meetrs of time and youth. They danced their lives with the power of life. From the very beginning, they brought infinite shock to the audience.

Ou Mengxue looked stiffly at the radiant coffin on the stage. It was impossible. She could understand the coffin again. She would not dance the street dance at all.

Looking at the side of Chi Jiayan's eyes, there is an obsession, and the person on the stage, her heart is like suffering from swallowing flies.

The coffin integrates himself into the music, dances his body, uses his own head, arms, waist, legs and legs; with the light dance steps, passion, carnival, freedom, the soul of the street dance.