After a dance, Yan Ruolin's forehead oozed a few sweat beads. This body says that it's not its own. It has no movement cells. It's hard to die.

"lianfei's maiden dance skill is really extraordinary!" With the admiration of Guoshi, others began to clap their hands.

Yan Ruolin gave a little gift to the audience and then returned to his seat. I don't know if I moved too much just now. How can my stomach ache.

"sister, isn't it all right?" Sima Jing looks at Yan ruo's frown and pretends to care.

"I'm fine." Smile at Sima Jing. She treats her very well.

"it's OK." I wish she would die....