"Patriarch, you are looking for me."

A smoke-like female voice floated over, seeming to be smiling and full of curiosity. That voice is like spring rain in April, dripping in people's hearts, just to tell people that spring is here.

Gu Lamo, head of the Zicao tribe, turned around indifferently, and a beautiful girl appeared in the hall. She was wearing a bright yellow robe and tied her waist-length hair. She has a delicate face, curved willow eyebrows, a small nose, and red lips as thin as roses. However, the most striking thing is her smart eyes. Those bright eyes were full of affection, as if reflecting a stream of autumn water, and seemed to hide a stream of spring light.

"Well. Medina, my daughter."

Gulamo's gaze shifted from the girl's face, and swept across the plumpness that had begun to take shape, passed through the waist that was not fully gripped, passed through the slender and straight legs, and landed on the beautifully curved instep. The young girl's body was full of youthful vigor, and she was even more enchanting and seductive. And as long as a knowledgeable person takes a look at it, he will know that this is a dancer with an outstanding figure, and even more so, a stunner with amazing flexibility.

After watching the meeting, Gulamo nodded expressionlessly, expressing his satisfaction with his carefully cultivated masterpiece.

"Metina, dance the Vasthec cat dance."

"Patriarch, are you here?"

The girl rolled her eyes and asked with a smile.

Gulamo looked at the furnishings in the hall, estimated the occasion of the king's dinner, and said affirmatively.

"Yes, right here."

Medina bit her lower lip lightly, and then took off her thin yellow robe, revealing a delicate collarbone like jade, a close-fitting plain underwear, and long white legs that were tight. Then, she pulled her long black hair and waited for the sound of the flute.

"Take off your shoes and let your hair loose."

Gulamo calmly ordered. Barefoot dancing will be more alluring, while loose long hair will also stimulate men's desire to conquer.

Medina obediently took off her cloth shoes, revealing her small and delicate toes. Her toenails are painted with rouge red, which attracts the viewer's attention even more. Then, she let her hair loose, showing a little wildness, like a little wild cat from the jungle.

Soon, the lingering sound of the flute sounded, accompanied by the sultry bell. Medina began to gently stretch her arms, flexibly twisting her waist. She smiled, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if with a hint of provocation. Her body drew arcs one after another, swaying like waves. And her chest, waist and buttocks change freely between peaks and troughs, which makes people imagine.

Gulamo nodded gently, occasionally giving an order.

"The upper body should lean forward slightly to make it stand out."

"The lower body should be as straight as possible and rotate freely."

"Waist, waist! The key to the charm of Cat Dance lies in the waist! Yes, that's it, the navel trembles slightly, like water waves, very good!"

Medina finally entered the perfect state. Gulamo didn't speak any more, just quietly appreciating. This high-frequency jittering dance was very exhausting, and the girl soon let out a soft panting like Lan. The panting sound is like weeping and complaining, which is sultry and evokes the most primitive instinct of the viewer.

The sound of the bamboo flute became lighter and lighter, and Medina's dancing posture became more passionate and bold. A sporty flush appeared on her face, and a faint pink appeared on her skin. This is a precursor to excessive physical exertion. The brisk melody then turned and became soothing and relaxing. The girl's movements also slowed down, her expression showed a bit of laziness, and her eyes seemed to be dripping water.

"Dingling~Dingling~"

The sound of the music stopped suddenly, and a few ringtones came. At some point, the beautiful girl had already prostrated herself on the ground. Like a cat just waking up, she stretched her arms, her chest pressed against the ground, her hips were raised high, and she stretched out a seductive waist. Then, she crawled forward two steps nimbly like a cat, and came to Gulamo, raised her head, revealing a beautiful face.

With charming eyes, the girl stuck out her tongue and licked her upper lip lightly. Then, she looked at Gulamo softly, and called softly.

"Meow ~"

Gulamo froze instantly, and his whole body seemed to be electrified. Even with his experience of thousands of battles, he still felt swaying and couldn't restrain himself. After a few breaths, a sincere admiration appeared on his face.

"Very good! Very good! What a natural stunner, what an irresistible dance!"

Only then did Medina stand up calmly, saluted, and took a few steps back. The maid immediately stepped forward, wiped the sweat off her neck, and brought salt water with honey.

Gramo was lost in thought. Although the cat dance is charming, it is more suitable to be performed in a private room, breaking through the opponent's last line of defense. And at a dinner party, it would be more appropriate to...

After a while, wait for Medina to finish her rest. Gramo ordered again.

"Metina, dance the Mixtec deer dance again."

Medina nodded. She put on a light brown short robe, still exposing her slender and round thighs, and **** her waist-length long hair.

The sound of the bamboo flute sounded immediately, this time, accompanied by bursts of low-pitched drums. The girl's eyes became pure and curious, and her face was full of brilliant smiles, like a deer that strayed into a human village. Standing on tiptoe, she straightened her long legs, leaping lightly, stretching her graceful body. She leaps with vigor, stretches like a flower, and lands to the beat of a drum. The lines of her legs are excellent, and the shape of the instep is also extremely beautiful, which makes people feel a little anxious for no reason. "The dance of the deer is a dance imitating a deer. The key to it is leaping, that is, the legs and feet. Your legs should be as tight as possible, and your feet should stand on tiptoe."

Gulamo looked at it calmly while giving instructions.

"No, your foot position is still wrong. Stop. Look at me."

The music stopped immediately. Medina followed suit.

Gramo slowly stood on tiptoe. He first lifted the sole of the back foot, while the sole of the front foot was still on the ground.

"It's a catwalk. Like the one you do in Cat Dance."

Then, he tiptoed up again, and he was completely on tiptoe, only using the position of the toe to land on the ground, just like a ballet. From this movement alone, it can be known that his balance and agility are no less than those of senior warriors.

"This is the deer walk. Your strength has to go all the way to the tip of your toes. This kind of integrated beauty can make people unforgettable at first sight! Come, do it again!"

When the music sounded, Medina bit her lip and jumped up again. This time, she fully used the strength of her toes, like a dragonfly floating on the water, or a lotus standing upright.

"good!"

Gulamo nodded slightly. Medina's dance talent is excellent, probably because her mother is an excellent dancer from Zapotec.

Thinking of this, Gulamo's expression moved slightly, a little regretful. Although that woman was only one of his dozens of concubines, she gave birth to the most beautiful daughter for him. If she had paid attention to one or two at that time and prevented her from committing suicide in time, I am afraid that two masterpieces could be reproduced...

After a few breaths, Gulamo returned to his indifference. He watched Medina's Dance of the Deer, but still felt that it was a bit off.

"After all, it's a new learning, and the dance of the deer is even more difficult..."

He thought about it, and smiled slightly.

"However, if you want to be charming enough, dancing is second..."

Dancing on your toes is not only strenuous, but also painful. Medina was jumping, with a trace of pain on her face, as if she was crying, I felt pity for it.

Gulamo's eyes lit up. He stopped again.

"Stop, it's good! Medina, keep this look, remember this look. It can turn a man into a beast!"

Then, Gulamo pondered for a while, and ordered to the maid.

"Bring me two little silver footbells, the kind with a little burr."

Medina lowered her eyes. The maid put the foot bell on her, and a faint tingling came from her ankle.

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Medina obediently danced on her toes, and the tinkling of the bell rang from the girl's ankles. The drums are getting faster and faster, and the bell is becoming more and more urgent. And the more it beats, the stronger the feeling of tingling and fatigue. The girl's toes curled up, her lips clenched tightly, and her eyes were clouded with mist. Until she jumped up and fell for the last time, then her body went limp, and she fell to the ground unsupported, letting out a delicate exclamation.

"ah!"

Medina fell to the ground in pain, then looked back at Gulamo. Her robes were disheveled, her legs were stretched out, her chest heaved violently, and her eyes were filled with tears. At this moment, she looked like a wounded fawn, tightly bound by a rope, looking helplessly at the hunter, waiting for the strong man to ravage her.

"Good! Good! Perfect!"

Gulamo couldn't help but applaud loudly. With a satisfied expression, he exhaled freely, as if he had seen the most beautiful masterpiece.

"Medina, my daughter, he will definitely not be able to resist you!"

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