【Quick Wear】: The Dirty Rose Is Whitewashing Every Day

19. Delicate little rose x Fake high cold crazy actor

Translator: Justurs

As early as when the sacrifice square was arranged, the director mysteriously revealed that there would be a big surprise in the evening.

The audience was a little tired after watching the set-up all afternoon, and this statement immediately raised the anticipation of the crowd, who crouched in front of the screen and could not stop asking questions.

Zhu Wan and Zhao Yan looked at each other helplessly and said, "It's not that we don't want to reveal it, the director even hid it from us."

"But, I guess it's probably related to the Li Ruan, right?"

Otherwise, why did Li Ruan disappear all afternoon?

The audience was even more curious when they heard this comment.

It's related to Li Ruan? Could it be that he was not lazing around, but was preparing for an event?

With much anticipation, the director's dedicated main live broadcast room finally opened. With a rush of drums and beautiful melodies, the first person to fall into view was a young man in a red silk dancing in a dress.

Half of the young man's face is covered with a tassel veil, so they couldn't see the whole picture, except for his bright and beautiful almond eyes, shallow hanging thick and dense eyelashes, which was very tender and lovable.

With his jade-white and delicate feet, he stepped on the delicate lotus, like a lotus fairy, but his delicate and fragrant body was weakly embedded in the chair, like a canary with broken wings, helplessly whimpering and unable to get rid of the situation of being completely possessed and controlled.

The initial still image of this dance alone is enough to stir up infinite imagination.

The teenager was born with the perfect combination of desire and purity, which easily outlined in the minds of all people.

--As if they were the masters of this imprisoned sparrow.

--They are the masters of this world.

As the thoughts deepened, everyone was bewitched, their eyes filled with infatuation, and they looked at the lotus fairy obsessively.

That is their delicate sparrow.

Can the sparrow with its broken wings escape and resist?

A secret joy filled their hearts, they thought contentedly.

At the same time, a dance began.

The sparrow in the red silk dancer resented his fate of being imprisoned,and he escaped.

He struggled hard, the cowardice on his face finally disappeared, and he wept tears of joy for his freedom.

In the blooming lotus, he twisted his soft waist, dancing for freedom, and the veil on his face seemed to be free from the shackles, and fell.

As a result, the extremely beautiful smile hit everyone's heart.

It was a beauty they had never seen before, which made their hearts arouse endless uproar.

Is it really the right choice to trap a beautiful bird in a square inch?

They don't know.

So the brief moment of kindness is destroyed by the heavy possession of evil thoughts.

They screamed wildly and darkly in their hearts: No, we must not let the bird escape!

As if hearing their cold command, more and more "captors" appeared around the red bird.