"Uncle! Are you looking for death!" Xia Lin quickly left Song Jian's arms and glared at Song Jian angrily.

Song Jian was a little embarrassed and could only explain: "Dance is needed, dance is needed."

Xia Lin snorted, then laughed and said, "Uncle, I didn't expect you to be a versatile driver, and your dancing skills are so strong."

Song Jian shrugged and said, "I can't embarrass you."

Charlene chuckled, then took Song Jian's hand and said, "Come on, this song is more suitable for dancing."

As he said that, Xia Lin put his hands on Song Jian's shoulders and danced passionately against Song Jian.

Song Jian was helpless. Xia Lin was also Xu Si's cousin. Faced with such a close-fitting sister-in-law, Song Jian was still a little stressed. Although Song Jian was a court imperial physician who traveled through time, he was not Liu Xiahui, and he was also a normal young man.

As the piano sounds of "nobody" continue to ring, the atmosphere on the dance floor became lively. Such a cheerful and excellent dance music directly stirred the hearts of the boys and girls present.

There was a lot of joy on the dance floor.

Xia Lin was like a little demon wearing a light yellow dress, shaking her soft body with the dance music. She treated Song Jian as a steel pipe, and she turned into the most powerful dancer, her body against Song Jian, constantly twisting and rubbing.

Song Jian felt that he was about to be triggered by evil fire. He shook his hand and said, "I'm still a little hungry, go and eat something."

"Hey, uncle, come on, continue," Charlene giggled. For some reason, successfully teasing the man in front of him made Charlene so proud.

At this time, several tall and big boys were also attracted by Charlene's anger. They twisted their bodies uglyly while surrounding Charlene.

"Hi, beauty! It seems that your dance partner is not very good at this dance. How about how do we cooperate?" One of them, who had a braid and earrings, smiled at Charlene with a young and frivolous smile.

Xia Lin didn't know these people. Her arms directly climbed on Song Jian's neck, and then turned around and smiled lightly at the young man in art.

The heart of the young artist suddenly became 140 times per minute.

"Hehe, classmate, I think you should be the school beauty of our school," the young artist said, leaning closer toward Charlene, twisting his butt toward Charlene, "Student, what is your name? Which level is it? I guess he must be a freshman, otherwise I would never know the beauty of your number."

Charlene turned around, then raised her right leg without warning, "Puff", and the right leg kicked directly into the crotch of the art youth. This leg is very famous in the world. This leg is called the skirt bottom leg, also known as the vaginal leg. How many flower-picking thieves with high martial arts skills are dead in this move, let alone this fragile art youth.

"Ao!"

The young artist screamed, covered his crotch with his hands and slowly squatted to the ground. When his three friends saw it, "Damn, this girl was too much. The three of them rolled up their sleeves and grabbed Charlene."

Xia Lin slammed and hid behind Song Jian's back, and hugged Mu Yunfei's chest from behind, "Uncle! Hit them! Blow them into pig's heads!"

Song Jian curled his lips helplessly, this little aunt is too troublesome!

Xia Lin twisted her body excitedly, stroking Mu Yunfei's back without any regard for her chest.

Song Jian spread his hands at the three boys and said, "It's not my business."

The three boys thought Song Jian was afraid, so they snorted coldly and said, "If you don't want to be beaten, hurry up and dodge, otherwise we will trample you into a paste."

Xia Lin was afraid that the world would not be in chaos. She tiptoed and poked her head out from behind Song Jian's shoulders, stretched her tongue at the three of them, and said, "Uncle, hurry up and do it! Beat them, otherwise I will tell my cousin, you can take advantage of me at the dance party."

The three boys were so angry that they certainly would not attack Charlene. At this moment, they all aimed at Song Jian, "You don't want to be fine if you dare to provoke people from our Taekwondo Association."

One of the boys said that he was a cheating man and slashed at Song Jian.

This high cheating is also a more technical move in Taekwondo. After all, boys are at the level of Taekwondo yellow belt, and this kick is also quite good.

But this trick is so high that Song Jian’s opinion is really full of loopholes.

The boy's legs had just been lifted up, and before he could fall, Song Jian kicked out. If Song Jian's kick hit the middle of the boy's crotch, that guy would be denied for the rest of his life.

Song Jian was not so cruel yet. He raised his foot a little higher and kicked the boy's thigh. Before the boy's legs fell down, he was kicked away by Song Jian.

The other two boys hesitated for a moment when they saw this scene. The two looked at each other, then ran up at the same time, jumped high, and kicked Song Jian with both legs.

Song Jian curled his lips helplessly, lifted his right leg and kicked it to the left and right quickly. Before the two boys who jumped to the kick could react, they flew out from left and right.

The atmosphere in the field became even more lively. In college, such small-scale fights are simply common.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" The dancing man screamed wildly, while spinning beside the four boys lying on the ground, twisting their bodies, and laughing wildly.

Song Jian clapped his hands, sighed, grabbed Xia Lin and said, "If you cause trouble again, I will go back and tell your cousin!"

Charlene laughed proudly, "Uncle! As a reward for you, now you can put your arms around my waist."

Song Jian: “…”

With Xia Lin's authorization, Song Jian felt even more embarrassed to put his hands on Xia Lin.

Charlene giggled like a white-feathered angel with darkness in her heart.

Lu Ming, who was far away, almost fainted when he saw this scene. He pulled Gao Jin and squeezed to the piano in the center of the stage. His thick fingers pressed on the piano keys.

At this time, Luo Hao, who was standing next to the piano, hurriedly shouted: "No! handsome guy, your clumsy fingers will ruin the piano."

Lu Ming turned around and glared at Luo Hao, "Shut up, you sissy!"

Luo Hao's handsome face turned red. He raised his orchid finger and pushed Lu Ming unyieldingly, saying, "Why are you like this? How can you say that? It's so uneducated."

Lu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to Luo Hao. He bent down and pushed Gao Yin, who was still playing the piano. "Brother Yin, Brother Yin, stop quickly, something will happen if you play again."

Gao Yin looked at Lu Ming in confusion.

Lu Ming pointed to Song Jian and Xia Lin in the center of the field, cried and said, "Brother Yin, please see for yourself."

Gao Yin looked in the direction Lu Ming pointed, and saw Xia Lin dancing with Song Jian at this moment, and it was obvious that she was in high spirits. The angering action could simply fascinate the man.

"So beautiful! So hot! So sexy!" Gao Yin couldn't help but exclaim. Gao Jin, who was beside him, also slammed his mouth and said, "Seriously agree. I didn't expect that the little girl Xia Lin could be so exciting. Hi, Lu Ming, you have a good attitude."

Gao Jin said, staring at Charlene's slender and straight legs and swallowing.

Lu Ming said angrily: "Okay, no matter how good it is, it's not mine. I hate this song, Brother Yin, please change it!"

Gao Yin then remembered the reason why he sat here. He smiled awkwardly, his fingers changed slightly, and the piano music changed from the original "no"

Ody" became Chacha dance.

Everyone dancing in the field was in high spirits, but they didn't expect that the music would change, but not many people paid attention to it. Anyway, everyone came to the dance for fun, or some people were just for socializing, so everyone didn't care about the music or dance.

So some people in the center of the venue jumped up happily, while some people were still twisting no

ody dance music.

Seeing that Xia Lin was so happy, Song Jian no longer had any fear. Seeing that the song became Cha Cha, Song Jian was not polite. He hugged Xia Lin's thin waist with both hands, and then gently rotated it.

Xia Lin stretched her arms and rotated 540 degrees in the air before falling into Song Jian's arms. The two of them jumped into the lively Chacha.

Zhou Tong, next to the round platform, was hesitating whether she wanted to walk over and dance with Song Jian. Seeing that Song Jian and Xia Lin cooperated so well, she gave up this idea and wore a long floor-moving dress, and watched Song Jian dance with a little jealousy and joyful look at him.

Not far from Zhou Tong, Li Jian pushed Yan Kuan's arm in panic, "Brother Kuan, what should I do? Damn, that shit driver is here!"

Yan Kuan also had a deep impression of Song Jian. He knew that he was not Song Jian's opponent. If someone asked someone to tease Zhou Tong later... it would definitely not work. In that case, Song Jian would definitely become the protagonist of the hero saving beauty, and the one who was beaten into a pig's head must be his three brothers.

"You wait!" Yan Kuan gritted his teeth, "I'll ask Tiger for help, don't worry, take this opportunity tonight and I will definitely deal with this bad driver!"

As he said that, Yan Kuan took out his cell phone and ran outside to make a phone call.

When Li Jian heard the name "Tiger", he breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Song Jian, with a gloating smile in his eyes.

At this time, Lu Ming on the stage became even more anxious. He knocked his thick fingers on the piano and said, "Change another song, change another song..."

Gao Yin changed to a tap dance music.

Song Jian on the field was holding Xia Lin with his waist wide open, and the two of them were stomping on the floor excitedly, dancing intimate tap dance.

Lu Ming was anxious and said, "Brother Yin, can't you change a song that they can't hug each other and dance together?!"

Gao Yin was stunned. He was majoring in piano and dance music. At this moment, when Lu Ming said that, he was really helpless.

However, after pondering for a second, Gao Yin snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, Chopin's "Funeral March", yes, just this song, they will definitely not be able to hug each other and dance."

As he said that, Gao Yin didn't consider the consequences, and slowly pressed his fingers on the piano keys.

"Bangbang...bangbang...bang..."

A slow, serious, deep, sad funeral marche spread throughout the dance hall through the piano amplifier.
Chapter completed!