"good."
The two houses are close to each other; you can get there just by turning the corner.
Right? The usually wide and spacious path is so crowded today.
What are all these people, young and old, doing peeking into their own yards?
What's outrageous is that there wasn't enough room at the entrance, so some people were leaning against the courtyard wall, some were covering their mouths and laughing, and some were blushing with embarrassment. What's going on?
Could it be related to the dancing that Aunt Yao mentioned?
"...My first love, why...came to my door...?"
He could hear music intermittently.
There was also a familiar slogan playing in the background.
This time it wasn't the little girl shouting, but Ugly Ugly yelling.
He really roared, his low voice husky, and the numbers one through eight were roared with the force of a thousand troops.
So, it was the little girl who took out the radio and started fiddling with it, along with Ugly Lion's Roar, that attracted all these people?
Filled with endless doubts, I squeezed through the crowd and turned into my house.
I don't know if it was the rhythm or what, but the numbers inside turned into words.
"Put-put-put, left half circle, right half circle."
"Think it through, wiggle your legs."
"Stretch out your tongue, bend your hands."
"His buttocks sticking out high, his eyes flirtatious."
"Cha-cha-cha with Ugly Ugly, ha!"
The words are nonsensical, one after another, giving the impression of being pieced together from various sources, yet they somehow fit together perfectly.
As soon as he stepped one foot across the gate, he saw six buttocks sticking out and twisting and turning, creating all sorts of colorful patterns.
At the same time, it was making strange blinking motions, turning its head back and forth at a 90-degree angle.
Is this dancing?
Yes, it is dance, but it's just a wild, chaotic dance.
He heard those words clearly; they were obviously not words a little girl could have made up.
It's not hard to guess that the lead dancer is Chou Chou, a new member of the junior group.
He rationally withdrew his foot and decided to be a proper spectator.
He racked his brains, trying to recall his ugly but glorious achievements in an attempt to cover up the fact that he had led this group astray.
The little girl is outrageous enough, let's make her ugly. Well, all I can say is that everyone's uniqueness is perfectly embodied in her.
However, no matter how he tried to romanticize it in his mind, he couldn't hide the alluring scene before him.
"Stinky Egg, Stinky Egg, come and dance! Ugly is a great dancer!" Corpse waved and grinned when it saw the head of the family.
Xie Lin took off running.
He should go back to the barracks.
The camp needs him!
He doesn't want to wiggle his butt, no!!!
(ShiShi: I'm so happy to have a little brother of the same kind! Four chapters today!)
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