"Dance department? Dancing?" After seeing Yu Nianen nod, Rong Beiming slightly nodded, with a somewhat satisfied expression on his face, "I like dancing girls, they are soft and resilient."
His voice was hoarse and low, especially the last few words, which were full of lust.
Yu Nianen looked at him, his face was burning, what kind of man was he? His words were so obscene, but his expression was extremely elegant.
"I know Hai Xin, I know her." She suddenly thought of Hai Xin's sad look.
"So what?" Rong Beiming said calmly and started the car again.
"Actually, you shouldn't have treated her like that."
"Is that something you should worry about? Yu Nianen?"
Yes! It's not her turn to worry about this. Just thinking about Hai Xin's experience and thinking about it, she feels so sad.
"Someone will pick you up tomorrow."
"Okay." She bent down and picked up the ball of clothes under the seat, "I will clean it for you."
The corners of Rong Beiming's mouth turned up slightly, he reached out and grabbed the clothes and threw them on the back seat.
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After returning home, Yu Nianen took a bath and made a cup of tea.
"Sister, what kind of tea should you drink tonight? You won't be able to sleep." Yu Xin'ai sat on the edge of the bed, her slender calves dangling, swaying gently.
Yu Nianen put the tea cup on the desk, sat on the chair and looked up at his sister: "My beloved, what is going on?"
"It's nothing, I'm just a little impulsive." Yu Xinai took back her feet and lay down, "Sister, I'm so tired, I want to sleep."
"Forget it, sleep!"
"Sister, do you really want to be with that man? He doesn't seem like the kind of man who would guard his heart for a woman. Brother Ding is so kind! He only has you in his eyes and heart."
"Are you saying that my sister is not worthy?" Yu Nian'en smiled and deliberately pretended to be very relaxed.
"No way? I'm afraid he will let you down and break your heart."
"My dear, don't worry! He can't hurt my heart." Without love, where would the hurt come from? Yu Nianen smiled bitterly and stared at the steaming glass on the table.
The green tea leaves danced in the water, as if catering to the water surrounding it, and they blended with each other until the white water turned green and the leaves turned yellow.