Lan Jueming looked at the little woman who was dancing on tiptoe, and he twisted his eyebrows.

"You're going to do this dance"

Lu Xiaomu glanced at his legs.

Then look at the woman on stage.

She swallowed.

"I don't know."

Lu Xiaomu was a little surprised, how could she know this dance Moreover, when this melody sounded, she would move her feet with every rhythm.

She herself couldn't explain it clearly.

Lan Jue wrinkled his eyebrows.

"Mu, you learned this dance"

Lu Xiaomu twisted his eyebrows.

"I learned it secretly when I was a child."

"Stealing learning" Lan Jue twisted his eyebrows.

"This is a dance created by one of the most famous dance teachers in Tulan, in order to commemorate her love for a man, at that time my stepmother loved Lu Lingshuang, so she did not hesitate to spend a lot of money, found the teacher's students, and came to the house to teach Lu Lingshuang to dance, I stood in the crack of the door and saw it, listening to the music, I was inexplicably able to dance."

"Who is Lu Lingshuang," Lan Jue Ming asked.

"My sister, my half-sister."

"Oh, that's weird, it's said that there aren't many people who can dance this dance, it seems that few people don't know how to do it at night, what does your sister do?"

Lan Jueming asked very seriously.

Lu Xiaomu glanced at him.

"Dead."

The two words that she died suddenly scared Lan Jue Ming.

"How did you die?"

"Car accident" When Lu Xiaomu said this, he suddenly remembered something, and immediately shut up.

Because she didn't want this guy to know that she knew Ye Liting because she married her sister, that would be very embarrassing, and besides, what she Lu Xiaomu didn't want the most was that even if she had any secrets with this guy, he would definitely die of laughter. ”

"What kind of car accident," Lan Jue Ming continued.

Lu Xiaomu rolled her eyes, numb, just look at it, she wants to dig out other people's privacy, and then steal the fun so that she won't be fooled.

"Do you need me to write it down for you with a notebook," Lu Xiaomu raised his eyebrows and looked at the man next to him.

Lan Jue Ming laughed.

"Well, I don't need it, I'm just concerned about it."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask in the future, because I won't tell you if you ask." Lu Xiaomu raised his eyebrows proudly and said.

After Lu Xiaomu finished speaking, his eyes continued to pay attention to the stage.

Looking at that back, her eyes shrank for a few seconds.

For a second, it felt a little familiar.

If it weren't for the fact that Lu Lingshuang had been gone for several months, then for a second, she would think that she was Lu Lingshuang.

The dance steps, and the back, are really a bit similar.

"Like, really t-like." Lu Xiaomu said to himself.

"Like what," Lan Jue asked, with an eyebrow twisted.

Lu Xiaomu bit her lip.

"Like my dead sister."

Lan Jue wrinkled his eyebrows.

"What do you say, what do you want, this is a woman on the top of the clouds."

"I know that even if Lu Lingshuang is still alive, it is impossible for Yunding to take a fancy to her." Lu Xiaomu suddenly thought that even if Lu Lingshuang was still there, Yunding would not be able to look down on her.

Lu Lingshuang is the ugliest woman in the whole night

"Is it good-looking?"

"Good-looking, with her last dance, I think she is good-looking, this dance is really soulful, a woman's expectation of a man, and the pain of deep love, and the pain when that man leaves her, are all vividly expressed, cow."

Lu Xiaomu said very seriously.

Thinking of the teacher who came to teach Lu Ling to jump in the past, she overheard this, but she didn't expect it to be useful now.

The corners of Lan Jue's lips hooked slightly.

"You still have this realization"