Witch for All 1994

"Anjie! Anjie, come and play, with Nesa!"

The chirping witches walked into the throne room together. They extended an invitation to Jiang Han and Anjie who were sitting in front of the fireplace chatting. Because it was night, it happened to be the time when the witches were most active.

Miss Mary Sue skillfully found the piano in the room, sat in front of it with another little sister, and started playing some simple tunes.

Jiang Han saw An Jie smiling slightly and looking very interested:

"Did you go play golf?"

Lia nodded, smiled at Jiang Han and said:

"I also invited Nesa. She said she has something to do with you, so when we come back, we want to see if you two are still here. It's regrettable but fortunate. Come on, let's have a good time this night. Games don’t matter tomorrow or the future, they only exist today.”

Rogue... Jiang Han covered his mouth and smiled, looking at Anjie beside him with his beautiful eyes.

Angelette stood up, stretched out her hand to pick up Jiang Han, and said patiently:

"Then let's play. What are you playing?"

"When you come to dance, you should feel the hard work of dancing." Seeing them stand up, Leah led them to the piano and introduced, "It doesn't have to be the same as what we dance on the stage, but as a punishment , Anjie, you have to cover your eyes and dance. If you don’t dance well, we will take a photo and post it on social networks so that everyone can see your funny look."

"So, is this a punishment game?" Anjie blinked her left eye and took the blindfold silk silk that Lia brought.

Jiang Han was a little worried:

"Anjie, can you do that?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, Nessa. For many people, covering their eyes means they're at a loss, but I, um, I'm Angelite." Angelite sneered at Luke who was snickering. He opened his mouth, smiled immediately, turned around and said, "Pull up my hair for me. My hair is too long and I'm afraid of breaking something."

You are too confident, Miss Anjie...Okay, okay, let me see what you can do...Jiang Han obediently lifted up Anjie's gray-silver hair, and Mary Sue next to her gave her another black hair of silk:

"Thanks."

Jiang Han thanked her and tied up her heavenly silk-like hair in front of her eyes into a long high ponytail.

I don’t know what brand of shampoo Anjie uses. It’s very light, but has a long-lasting fragrance that makes people remember it.

It's a bit like sawdust and lavender plus nectar, and it's a bit like burning charcoal with a light floral fragrance.

It must be a famous brand... Jiang Han saw the other person stretching his hand back and covering his eyes with black silk, and said with a smile:

"It's done. You look a bit like a demon hunter with your eyes covered."

"You can be my eyes, if you want." Anjie patted down her clothes, reached forward with her toes, and held the skirt with both hands and turned it sideways.

The eyes covered by silk gave Jiang Han a strong feeling:

"Are you...looking at me?"

This sight felt like it had passed through the thin layer of silk. After Angelette covered her eyes, her expression became much more unrestrained. She raised the corners of her mouth, lifted up her skirt and twirled it half a circle, leaned forward, pointed four fingers in Jiang Han's direction, nodded, and said with a smile:

"I am savoring the roses in spring, the platycodon in summer, the roses in autumn, and the camellia in late winter."

Next to her, a beautiful and lovely witch with the stage name Mary Joan covered her belly and laughed:

"Anjie, you remember the direction very accurately."

Lia also smiled and took Jiang Han's hand, quietly leaning towards the piano.

Um? Jiang Han looked at her, with a mischievous smile on her beautiful face. He pushed Jiang Han on the piano chair with both hands, pressed her shoulders with both hands, and motioned for her to get closer to the piano master witch.

Lia immediately imitated Jiang Han's movements, took two small steps and hid behind the other witch, then walked out lightly, laughing together with Mary Jean.

"This is not memory, this is my understanding of each person's unique fragrance, and knowledge based on a professional field." Angelette was neither annoyed nor angry, and seemed to have fun with these little girls.

Jiang Han saw Lia smiling seductively at her, and then looked at Anjie. Leah smiled and said:

"The nine of us took a bath together today, and we used your shower gel and shampoo. Can you recognize it clearly?"

"Miss, what is the difference between the fragrance of roses and roses?" Angelette faced Leah and was silent for two seconds. "A lady with good taste can always tell the difference clearly. Although this is an old, ancient skills.”

She then clapped her hands:

"Then why not play music? Without music, how can there be dancing?"

Leah's soft and girlish face broke out into a mischievous smile, she also clapped her hands and said to the luthier witch:

"Annie, please play "One Step Away"."

Jiang Han still had some impression of this violinist. She was a witch who had dueled with Jiang Han on the stage. The fluorescence technique she used was very gorgeous and beautiful.

I have to say that she is also a beauty, and also very talented... Jiang Han watched the other party start to play the piano skillfully, and at the same time summoned a series of musical instruments to start playing.

Annie also grabbed Jiang Han's hand and put it on the piano keys, pressing two keys lightly.

"Miss Anjie, do you want to dance with the air?" Leah asked with a smile.

Angelette tilted her head and asked into the air:

“Nessa, can you tango?”

"Anjie, you're at your wits end. Nessa won't answer you with her voice." Lia lifted up her nightgown, tiptoed to the floor, spun around, faced Jiang Han, and made a questioning gesture.

I really don’t know how, I can only dance Cha Cha... Jiang Han smiled and waved his hand without making a sound.

Leah nodded and said with the same smile:

"She won't."

"Don't be like this, give it a try. There are many things in life where you have to take the first step." Anjie said, "Come on, give it a try and follow me. It's very simple."

If you invite me like this, let me see what kind of work you can do... Jiang Han smiled sweetly, put his hands on his knees, smiled without showing his teeth, blinked pitifully, and turned around to look at Leah nodded to her.

"Anjie, Nessa said she can give it a try, but you need to find her among us first." Leah said with a slightly cunning but graceful voice, "Except for me and Anne, the violinist, choose one of the seven , it’s not difficult, right?”

How bad is it to imply that neither the violinist nor anyone around her is there? Jiang Han almost laughed, and quickly buried his head on Annie's shoulder, shrugging his shoulders unceremoniously.

"Ha." Anjie laughed noncommittally, strolled up to Miss Taha who was near the sofa, and twitched her nose slightly:

"The smell of hyacinth, mint-flavored nail polish, and the scent of yellow daisies." Angelette smiled and reached out to rub Taha's hair, whose face was already red. "Sorry, kid, I already have an appointment with someone. ,Next time."

Leah pursed her lips and tilted her head.

Angelette walked up to the next person, Clara, who was similar in height and figure to Jiang Han. This girl's race was also related to the sea.

Anjie came closer and sniffed:

"What else can I say? Orange sea flowers, I used sea salt and jasmine soap before coming here, my skin is like satin, my smile is like a shy white lily, and my neck has a warm fragrance. Clara, I'm sorry, I do have a relationship with you." We have an appointment."

She muttered:

"How many more people are you going to let me break, Nessa?"

Clara's face turned slightly red, and she said unwillingly:

"I'm not sad either."

Jiang Han covered his mouth tightly, his eyes were shining, and his laughter could hardly be suppressed.

Anjie's appearance was unexpectedly gangster and yuppie.

She was a little envious of the others, feeling that they all had fun with Anjie, like they were old friends.

The next second, she saw Angelette walking in front of her, reaching out to hold her hand and pulling her up.

The next moment, she felt herself being held in a warm embrace.

Angelette held her hand politely and gently, put her arm around her waist, took two steps back to a relatively open place, and moved closer to her body in tune with the rhythm.

The music started again and the tango dance didn’t stop.

I heard that in previous lives, many women also liked to dance tango in bars and in the countryside. Jiang Han was unskilled and almost stepped on Anjie's foot, helplessly letting the other party control him.

She is soft, she is like water, she is as soft as bone.

Jiang Han felt like a cat, like a fox in a hurry to put on makeup and rush to the party, and like a butterfly caught in a spider's web.

In an instant, she suddenly felt a little weak. She felt Angelette pinch her waist. Before she could react, Anjie had already let go. There was an apology on her face, and her hand gently held her waist. .

In an instant, she was thrown away, and when her eyes widened in horror, she was held back in his arms.

The next second, she burst out laughing, feeling ridiculous for her worry and fear.

The melodious music entered a beautiful long tune again, and her body danced with Anjie's movements and was controlled, as if silk threads were entangled in her hands and feet.

Anjie's tango does not have the wildness of Spain or the tenderness of France, but an Italian romance.

When the movements are not intense, they are elegant and slow, and when they turn sharply, they are suddenly gentle. Jiang Han, who has never learned to dance, is a gentleman and allows Jiang Han, who has never learned dance, to follow the changes and twists of her hands.

After the dance, Jiang Han laughed unconsciously. He reached out and took off the silk silk covering Angelette's eyes. He stood on his toes and rested his chin on the other person's shoulder, breathing lightly.

She could feel the other person's clothes being soaked, and the messy hair on the other person's face.

They all used their bodies to dance.

"A very good start, please take a good rest, we will start the next song again!" Leah came up and said to them with a smile.

Jiang Han opened his mouth, then smiled, swept the wet hair on his forehead, and bit his lip gently.

Leah had walked away in her nightgown and shouted to Anne:

"Next song, Anne please play "The Blue Danube"."

They played wildly all night until dawn the next day, then went to take a bath quietly and then went to sleep.