“Once, he said that Miaomiao was going to participate in a dance competition and that time was tight, so he asked me to go to his company’s training room to give Miaomiao a lesson. He would always find some excuse to take me home, and we became familiar with each other after a while.”
"Big brother is pretty good." Luo Ruilin squinted at the man whose ears were bright red.
Luo Jingyuan patted his shoulder, his face full of pride: "As expected of my son, you have the same charm as when I was pursuing your mother."
Ye Shujun snorted: "That's just you being persistent and shameless."
"I should thank my shamelessness, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to win you over." He put his arm around her waist and smiled smugly.
On the screen, Luo Shimiao makes a lotus-shaped hand gesture, smiling at the camera, with a Dunhuang flying apsara mural behind her.
The music stopped, and loud applause erupted from the audience.
Luo Shimiao placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to the fans below the stage.
"Honey, you're so beautiful, we love you! If you love us too, please dance one more time!"
She took the microphone from Luo Jianxing and said, "That's all. I only rehearsed this dance."
That fan said, "One dance is too stingy. If you're not going to dance, I'll dance for you!"
"Come on, come on, the stage is yours."
"It's your birthday today, so I won't steal your thunder."
Luo Jianxing stood behind his sister, draped his coat over her shoulders, then squatted down and placed the Psyduck slippers he had brought up with him at her feet.
"Lift up your stinky feet."
Luo Shimiao obediently raised one right foot.
He took out a tissue from his pocket, pinched his slender ankle with his long, beautiful fingers, and wiped the sole of his foot with a rather ungentle touch.
"The other foot."
She put on her right shoe, lifted her left shoe, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Third Brother."
[Just like my brother, sometimes he's annoying, and sometimes he touches me deeply.]
They may say harsh words, but their actions are heartwarming.
[Look, Gu Nian left because she's jealous?]
[No way, she's even jealous of her own brother?]
Yao Bin is right, he is like a bottle of century-old aged vinegar!
The audience saw it, and Luo Shimiao naturally saw it too, but her thoughts were different from theirs.
People have to use the restroom sometimes, so Gu Nian must have gone to the restroom.
Gu Nian walked out the door, where Sun Hao was already waiting.
"Boss, everything is ready."
"Hmm," he replied casually.
The two took the elevator downstairs.
Inside the venue, Luo Shimiao looked at the camera and greeted the viewers in the live broadcast room.
"Good evening, everyone. Wasn't my performance tonight dazzling you? I'm not just good at climbing trees. Don't call me a monkey anymore."
Turning to the parrot on Yu Shulin's shoulder, she said, "Today is not only my birthday, but also Xiao Lü's birthday. Let's wish it a happy birthday together."
"Happy birthday."
A loud voice rang out at the same time.
Little Green flew onto the stage, leaned close to the microphone, and said, "Thank you, I love you all."
"You like to sing, right? Sing another song for the handsome guys and beautiful girls, and I'm going to change my clothes."
Little Green nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay!"
Luo Shimiao handed the microphone to Luo Jianxing, then turned and walked off the stage.
"I'll dedicate a song called 'Sunlight Through the Cracks' to you, with an instrumental version."
A moment later, the prelude slowly began.
How many wounds are stuck in the throat?
How many tears have soaked the pillow...
Luo Jianxing glanced sideways at the bird's beak, which opened and closed, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. This bird, which only watches videos of handsome men dancing and only reads books with colorful pictures, actually had such good taste.
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