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Chapter 889 Pole Dance

As long as she used the method taught by Di Fuyi, she stimulated the maximum potential of her spiritual power and flew up.

When she flew to the top of the cliff for the first time with her own strength, she felt refreshed. The air after the rain was as fresh as water, making her entire lung lobe feel stretched out.

"Are you happy?" Di Fuyi wiped the sweat from her forehead casually: "Beautiful fuck!"

He thought she would have to fail ten or eight times, but he didn't expect that she would come up after only two failures.

"Happy." Gu Xijiu almost wanted to spin around.

She has always been calm and calm. Generally speaking, no matter how happy she is, she just smiles. She has always been calm and composed in front of others. Only when she returns to her nest will she jump happily, like a child.

But now she wants to go around happily.

It seems that Di Fuyi really didn't lie to her at this point. As long as she uses the right method, she can jump on the cliff and not show off her bad luck.

It’s just her fault for skipping classes, it’s just her fault for staying up late...

Di Fuyi looked at her curved eyebrows and smiled: "Do you want to dance?"

"Yeah." Gu Xijiu really had the urge to dance.

Di Fuyi waved his sleeves, and suddenly there was a tall iron pillar standing on the open space. He seriously suggested: "Why not have a pole dance?"

Gu Xijiu: "..."

Di Fuyi was very tempted: "Didn't you say you were doing this kind of dance very well? I wanted to use my body to dance. I have always been curious about what kind of dance it is, so why not dance one now."

Gu Xijiu didn't want to dance, she was afraid that he would be so arrogant after she finished dancing.

She coughed, "It's deeper and heavier now, and it's not suitable to jump to that one. I have to fly to the cliff nine times. I have to save my energy. I'll fly this one first." I turned around and wanted to fly down.

"If you dance well, the punishment for me can be reduced by half." Di Fuyi raised his hand and pulled her.

Gu Xijiu raised her eyebrows: "Isn't your punishment not discounted?"

"Well, if you dance a song, I can give you a blessing."

Tell, fool her! What does it mean to jump? If she doesn't say it well after she finishes jumping, wouldn't she jump in vain? She won't be fooled!

"That dance requires special clothes and real dynamic music..." Gu Xijiu began to find reasons to shirk it.

The more she said this, Di Fuyi became more curious: "What clothes do you need? I may have prepared here. As for what dynamic music... I can use the guqin to accompany you."

How could he prepare this?

Gu Xijiu first talked about the clothes needed to dance that dance, tight vest and flat-leg shorts, and preferably a small grass skirt...

Di Fuyi listened for a moment and looked at her for a while: "That kind of clothes - can you wear them?"

Gu Xijiu breathed a sigh of relief, she knew he didn't. So she fooled him; "Only wearing that kind of clothes can you achieve results when dancing this dance. Otherwise, it would be boring. There is no such condition now, so I'd better not dance it now..."

Before she finished speaking, she stopped. Di Fuyi took out a set of clothes from his storage space. It was a set of clothes with extremely elastic fabrics. When it was taken out under the moonlight, it shone like a fish's scales.

He looked at her with his fingers as if he was cut, and his eyes were bright: "How do you want to cut it?" He handed her a set of paper and pen: "Come on, draw it."
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