[magic flute magi] evil female dancer

Pingshan, which is intertwined with colorful brocade feathers, unfolds slowly, and the colorful rings dotted on it are like pairs of exquisite eyes.The noble and majestic light climbed up the gorgeous Yanyudan ladder, and the light color was like the light of sunrise and sunset pouring on it, like a wall of red sky and twilight.

Countless tiny spots of light fell one after another, clinging to the tired dancer like nostalgia.She raised her head and silently watched the rare sight in 100 years, feeling extremely calm.

"Peacocks not only open their tails when courting a mate, but also when their lives are threatened."

While doing makeup backstage, Salome held Mamon in her arms and used it as a pillow.Mamon made a nasal sound in dissatisfaction, and then said this to her in a weird and awkward tone.

Salome rubbed the top of her hair with a smile, "When you can avoid using violence, don't use it. This is what my master taught me."

Afterwards, she felt that what Mamun suggested was also reasonable, so she tied the dance umbrella (small in size) to her legs, because the skirt she wore for this dance was long and big, which could perfectly cover it.

When she was suppressed by that force, the purpose of her struggling was to tear through her skirt and draw out the dagger inside to fight back.Of course, she was scared out of her soul, and almost forgot the existence of weapons when she was oppressed at first.

Salome has no professional training and no useful combat experience, but she had an unusual childhood, and this kind of pain that made her brain buzz has happened before - it was a man much bigger than her When lying on her body.

She felt like she was on fire, every cell in her body was screaming: kill him/it!

Waking up suddenly from a nightmare, Salome was sweating profusely and found herself lying in her room.All the furnishings in the room seemed peaceful, and the life-threatening confrontation at the palace banquet seemed to no longer exist.

When she calmed down, she heard a slight breathing sound from her side - it was the sleeping Mamun.

She raised the corners of her lips softly, and then...kicked her off the bed without hesitation.

Mamon's reaction speed was super fast, and she woke up before landing. After realizing that it was only Salome's fault, she suddenly regained her composure, stood awkwardly, and remained silent.Salome felt strange, moved her arm slightly, and Mamon quickly grabbed a pillow to protect her body, and at the same time opened the distance.

"Am I a monster!" Salome smiled angrily, "Go away, don't bother me."

When Mamon lowered her head and was about to leave, Salome seized the gap and pulled her to her side and kissed her gently, as if to say: "Little guy, I have received your concern."

Seeing that Mamon's face turned pink, Salome couldn't stop laughing meanly.

After the nurse who came to help change the bandages left, Salome leaned on the soft bed and wiped the umbrella carefully.She was in a bad mood, because she had just recovered from an unaccustomed disease, and now she was seriously injured, and I'm afraid it would take a long time to recover from the injury.She is afraid of pain, and the wound still needs to be treated with medicine, even if it is applied externally, she hates taking it internally.

She learned from the nurse that she had broken at least two ribs, one side of her arm was broken, multiple internal organs were ruptured, and she lost too much blood.

What a disaster.

Salome doesn't have many friends in Syndria. Occasionally, Wendy will bring Kurom over, but there is one person who comes to see her almost every day, and that person is Masrul.But she didn't want him at all. He had nothing to do but bring silence.Only one day, he seemed to have drunk a little more wine, and this time he talked more with Salome, talking about his experience in the sword arena and the story of how he was "abducted" by Sinbad.

In the first half, she listened with gusto, but in the second half, she became impatient—one mouthful of Sinbad, are you bored, do you all have a crush on him?

However, when she opened her mouth, she said, "Is your lord very busy recently?"

"Not too busy."

"Is that sailing?"

"I've been on the island all the time, and I haven't seen him leave."

"...see you soon."

Speaking of which, although Salome has the instinct of bloodthirsty resistance in times of crisis, after successfully hitting the enemy, she did not choose to lie on the ground to rest or pretend to be dead, but crawled desperately to stand up.I'm afraid this is something that everyone, including Sinbad, can't understand, except Masrul.

It was his words that moved Salome.

"No matter how disparate the enemy is, there is only one thing you can do, and that is to stand up again."

This is his encouragement to Salome during training.

When Salome, who was in pain, was lying on the ground, her tinnitus kept ringing, and she couldn't hear anything from the outside world, these words rang out naturally, like the only clear guiding light in the chaos, encouraging her to stand up .

She wants to stand up.

Then go shoulder to shoulder with that person.

Before he left, Salome added pitifully: "Bring me some wine when you come back next time?"

Maslu paused, "No, your injury hasn't healed yet."

"Tch, you're so stingy." She rolled her eyes.

The fighter with the face of the ten-thousand-year iceberg poker smiled softly.

Oh, he looks so pretty when he smiles.

The thought came along with the thought of gratitude, and she felt that she had another friend.

A bright moon in the night sky is softened by the fine smoke from the small furnace by the wall, and the dim stars are slightly hidden in the eaves, adding a layer of frost.Sisi Qinghan slipped in from outside the window, and Salome wrapped herself even more tightly. She suddenly heard the door open, and immediately became vigilant—the maids and visitors would knock or pass on the door, and this was the first time Once someone entered the room without knocking or communicating.

Is it an enemy? !

"You're wrapping up like this for the winter? Although the winter on this small island is not as warm as in your hometown, it's not too cold. Don't worry."

A reassuring voice sounded from behind, and Salome became awkward, unwilling to turn around, and just pretended to sleep with her back on her back.

"Huh? Salome?"

Someone pushed her shoulders, but she remained motionless.

"Really asleep? Then I'm going to kiss you, such a good opportunity."

Salome was almost speechless, and finally she was willing to move.She turned over and looked at Sinbad's smiling face, suddenly her heart became restless.She hastily let out a coquettish sigh, "Damn rascal."

"It seems that I am not welcome. Fortunately, I brought you wine. This is a rare product offered by neighboring countries. If you miss this opportunity, you will have no luck. It's a pity..."

"Wait a moment!"

She watched Sinbad put down the tray in his hand, it seemed that he was going to change her medicine himself.Remembering that there was such a scene in the maze, Salome did not resist.Knowing that Salome was injured, Sinbad didn't approach easily, but chose to sit down along the edge of the bed, grabbed her little hand and wrapped it in his palm.

"When did you get your tattoo?" he casually mentioned.

"When I was very young, I can't remember clearly." She replied casually.

"Why did you think of tattooing a snake on your leg? I thought it was a flower."

"Because...hehe, anyone who sees it will be killed by it, and they are no longer in this world!" She made a nasty joke and was in a good mood.

"And me?"

"Tsk." She snorted frivolously, "It depends on its mood."

Sinbad laughed, accepted the answer, and rubbed her hands.

"Hands are still cold, so drink some wine before changing your medicine."

Salome was helped to sit up by him, and watched him pour the wine silently. When he handed it over, his arm stopped in the middle, and then he took it back.This seemingly malicious move actually brought an unexpected proposal.

"Have you ever had a handover? Come and play at the handout bar."

This is the lord she serves, who often speaks outrageously and is shameless.

Sha Lemei snorted and laughed indifferently, pressed his arm nimbly with her small hands, and looked at the delicate eyes ambiguously, "It's so boring to drink only a glass of wine, why not, my lord, please feed me." Her fingers covered Lips, breathing indistinctly, "Use here."

"Okay."

Sinbad has never been open to tricks, he just submits to the trick, and he has no scruples at all. If he can satisfy his desire, he welcomes it.

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of his wine, leaned over, and pressed one hand against the wall behind Salome for support, in case he accidentally touched her wound.

Looking closely, Salome's lips are delicate and thin, like snow covered lightly, and her eyes are full of tenderness and autumn water.

He wanted to kiss her more and more.

The air in the room stopped flowing.

His movements were unusually slow.

Just when the lips are about to overlap...

He stopped.

Salome's twinkling eyes with doubts flashed past his eyes, and he staggered her, buried his head in her neck instead, swallowed the wine, and remained silent for a long time.

This silence seemed more pungent than that sip of wine.

"My head is a little dizzy."

He explained it this way, looking for a step.

"Drink too much."

She replied, helping him down.

Sinbad took the person in front of him, turned her around, and began to change her dressing.

This time, Salome sensed that Sinbad was in a bad mood. His force was far less gentle than before, and even a little domineering, which hurt her.

"Oh, it hurts..."

She complained and handed it over, but was interrupted mercilessly.

"Shut up and listen to me."

□□There was an itching sensation on the back outside, and it should be pressed by Sinbad's head.She had no choice but to maintain a sitting position, unable to move.

"Actually, I don't want you to perform in public. Every time you perform, you can shock me. It feels like you flew out of my palm, and you are alone in another realm that I can't reach." He poured out his heart When speaking, the tone was as gentle and powerful as telling a story, "This feeling is not good."

"Pfft, are you jealous?"

"Yes, I am jealous," he admitted readily, and continued eagerly, "Dance only for me, Salome!"

Salome never dances for others, she only dances for herself, that's why she dances so selflessly.Sinbad's words disgusted her, but made her almost tremblingly happy.

Now she is both rational and emotional. For the first time, she felt that the distance between them was so close that as long as she turned around, she could kiss them.She slowly turned her body around, and touched Sinbad's lips with a slender finger, gently persuading and guiding:

"Shh, that's not what you should say, I thought you were drunk, so now you think I'm drunk too..."

The distance of less than a few feet was easily broken by her - she took the initiative to kiss Sinbad's lips.

……

On the day when Syndria was officially established, thousands of tents were lit up, and thousands of homes were brightly lit. Sleepless nights would last for several days on this small island.

Sinbad, who has a friendly image, has been drinking with everyone until late at night, and then he came to the agreed high platform alone.The woman sat loosely on the edge, humming an unnamed short song softly, shaking her calf in time with the rhythm.Youfeng gently kissed her brow, her temple hair, and the sea of ​​stars in her eyes.

Seeing her master coming, the woman stood up obediently and saluted.There was a rooftop distance between them, but it didn't hinder their soul communication, and no one spoke to break the silence.

She pursed her red lips and immediately danced on the spot.

The wind attracts the precious clothes, and Luan returns to Fengzhu.The crony is weeping, and the charming face is born.

It was her first time dancing just for Sinbad.

It was also her first time dancing for others.

The author has something to say:

I'm too shameless and impatient, I won't write about the hero and heroine

Come on, number two