The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

Chapter 578: The more you pull the more you love the principle 129

   Chapter 578 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 129

   Tens of thousands of people at the scene held their breath involuntarily, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the stage, lest they miss the slightest detail.

   The light and shadow are half-blind, and the stage is depressed and charming.

   The first person to appear in everyone's eyes was a girl.

She knelt on one knee and half on the stage, her eyes were lowered slightly, her face could not be seen clearly, she was shrouded in a dim perspective, wearing a small black sling with a waist, and black shorts that could reach the bottom of her thighs. Due to the half-kneeling posture, her waist The curvature of the collapsed limbs is extraordinarily slender, the curves are curved, and the skin is white and dazzling.

   The figure is extremely hot and exquisite.

  The long curly hair is lazily scattered behind him, and the jawline exposed when he bows his head is already stunning.

  The girl knelt on the stage with a charming posture, seemed to sense the light, raised her head slightly, and looked at the audience dimly with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be drunk but not drunk.

  “Boom—”

   The second sound.

   The dull sound of the drums seemed to be on the cusp of people's hearts, and the tens of thousands of scenes were so quiet that there was no sound at all.

  The lights continued to fall, revealing the silhouettes of girls. The poses were casual and very tense. Some looked at the camera, while others bowed their heads and said nothing, creating an atmosphere of mysterious exploration.

   until you reach a person's feet.

   is a pair of shiny leather shoes, spotless.

  The light and shadow move up, revealing the outline of the leather sofa.

  From the black leather shoes up to the casually relaxed overlapping legs, one foot stepped on the icy stage, the other foot was slightly suspended, and the long legs were superior and sexy.

The man's upper body was languidly leaning on the sofa, his head was thrown back, two shirt buttons were unbuttoned, and his collarbone was looming. With the movement of his head up, the convex arc of the Adam's apple was particularly obvious, like a murder weapon. The jaw line was clear and neat, half open. The face is hidden in the shadows.

  Others could only see him leaning against the sofa, his feet seemed to be stepping on someone.

   He didn't move, as if he was asleep, a powerful oppressive infection pointed to every inch of the air.

  The atmosphere was quiet.

   "Boom!"

   Another jazz.

   The girl who was kneeling at the very front suddenly got up from the stage, her soft waist swayed with the movement in a fascinating arc, and she put one hand on her chest and shook it twice, dancing flexibly and coquettishly!

  Leng Yu's music sounded.

   Except for the last figure, everyone moved at the same time, completely breaking the silence!

   The drum beats are dense and agitated, the singing pierces the sky, driving all the screams and heartbeats on the scene, and the dance runs through the undefined wildness from beginning to end!

  The accident happened at this time—

After    was sung by Jiang Li'an, Yuan Qian was supposed to sing it next.

   Time was empty for a second or two.

   Silent.

  Yuan Qian's pupils shrunk, and a storm surged in her heart. She danced stiffly, desperately trying to open her mouth, but she couldn't say a word, as if her throat was blocked by something. The more anxious, the more mistakes she made.

   Such a mistake may not have been reacted by the audience, but it was clear on the stage.

  's sweet and moving voice rang out. Jiang Li'an blinked, her eyelashes curled like a doll, and the person under the stage winked. The lyrics were smooth and powerful. After Jiang Li'an sang a sentence, the other trainees also sang together.

  Yuan Qian's single lyrics became everyone's chorus.

  Fortunately, before going on the court, Shen Qingzhuo taught them how to deal with any emergencies. The team was not panicked, but more tidy.

  The sound of music tends to a climax. A piece of English music is picked up by a low and hoarse voice. The first opening is a very high and steady tone.

  Light and shadow followed him and fell on him. The figure on the sofa put down his legs and stood up slowly. He was extremely tall and carried a shuddering sense of oppression.

  Leather shoes stepped on the ground and walked to the front of the stage step by step.

   Footsteps and drum beats overlap.

He was copying his pocket with one hand, and the hem of his shirt was a little messy, as if he hadn't fully woken up, he turned his neck at will, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his bones made a clicking sound, and his thin lips spit out lower and more hoarse syllables. , Even the English words are lingering, the lyrics seem to vibrate from the chest, echoing in the concert through the ear-mounted microphone.

Under the dim light and shadow, the face is solitary and delicate, with flaxen hair down, deep eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips and lips are only a few inches away from the black ear-mounted microphone, and the cold white skin interacts with each other. Contrasted, with a sense of desire.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

   "Shen Qingzhuo!"

   "Shen Qingzhuo!"

   "Shen Qingzhuo!"

   "Husband **** me, ah ah ah!"

   At the moment when Shen Qingzhuo came on stage, the audience was lit up with a terrifying number of dark blue light signs, raised their hands, lit up the darkness, shook crazily, thousands of blues converged into a thrilling sea of ​​stars, surrounding the entire performance site!

   The scene seemed to be ignited by blue, as if a **** descended, everyone present was shocked, looked left and right, took a breath, and even pushed the atmosphere to the hustle and bustle.

   This does not affect the stage in the slightest.

   The trainees danced profusely in front of the camera, and every pose was full of power and beauty.

  Shen Qingzhuo wore a black shirt and walked a few dance steps lazily, with his left hand in his pocket, his wrist bones were thin, his body swayed slightly, the dance movements were not too big, he didn't do anything deliberately, he was casual and very charming.

Jiang Li'an stood in front of Shen Qingzhuo's left, dancing softly and charmingly. The black sling on the upper body outlined the waist to the extreme. As the queue changed, his body twisted to the ground like a water snake, and climbed onto the sofa again. The legs are very flexible.

   She straightened up, stepped on the stage's lifting platform, and as the lifting platform slowly rose, she placed one hand in front of the sling, moved her shoulders, and shook her hair.

   At the moment when the lift platform stopped at the highest point, Jiang Li'an raised his head and fell from the top to the back amid the screams of the audience, and fell straight to the ground—

   When everyone's heart came to their throats, they broke into a cold sweat!

   Butterflies fall in the air.

  The ends of the hair slide through the air.

   was caught firmly and fell into a firm and mysterious embrace!

  Jiang Li'an closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, he slowly opened it, and saw the man's jawline so close at hand, his heartbeat was unprecedentedly violent.

  Shen Qingzhuo hugged her with his eyes down, his wrists against her waist and legs, without touching his hands, his eyes were mixed with light and dark, reflecting the girl's eyebrows.

   It was like before the stage started, at four o'clock in the morning, he stood in the busy working crowd, standing under the messy stage, and said to her coldly.

   "Don't be afraid, I will catch you."

   The screams at the scene became more intense, and it was estimated that even the ghosts and gods would rub their shattered eardrums.

Fans sitting in the front row shouting their throats with a heartbreaking lungs: "Don't! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

  The figure of the girl who fell from the stage with her arms outstretched.

  The hug was only two seconds short.

   (end of this chapter)

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