3284. Chapter 3284 Isn't it enough for you to have me?
"Withdraw the course, I suggest you sign up for an etiquette class and learn to arrange flowers, play the piano, and paint. If you really like dancing, you can hire me as your personal dance teacher. Jazz, Latin, social, modern,
I can teach you any kind of dance you like."
So, he humiliated her on purpose? To force her to drop out of the course?!
Jing Jiaren stared at him with cold eyes——
But he succeeded, and she really planned to quit the dance class.
She had no way to prevent him from entering her life, she could only try to avoid any chance of intimate contact with him!
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"You want to quit the dance class?"
Meng Kui frowned and asked with an exaggerated expression, "Why? The pas de deux allows you to have close contact with the male god Ximen, and everyone is too late to long for it. Beauty, do you hate him so much?"
Jing Jiaren frowned, took out her clothes from the cabinet and was about to change into them.
Looking at the blue top and white skirt, she glanced at Mengkui again: "Let's change clothes."
"Changing clothes?"
"Wear my clothes." Jing Jiaren handed it to her, "Try it on?"
After Ximen Longting changed out of his dance clothes, it must have been that suit again. She didn't want to wear couple's clothes with Ximen Longting anymore.
"Uh." Mengkui was embarrassed to refuse, but Jing Jiaren had already picked up her dress and put it on.
The goose egg yolk lotus leaf skirt looks naughty and cute when worn on Meng Kui, but as soon as it is worn on Jing Jiaren, it immediately looks fresh and ladylike, and it also adds a proud nobility.
Mengkui propped her chin up and looked up and down: "It's obviously the same skirt, why is it so different when you put it on?"
Meng Kui is also slim, but short, 163cm. Her skirt is a good size, but not long enough.
The length that was originally on Mengkui's knees reached her thighs. The low waist became high waist.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Look at your long legs!"
Meng Kui was envious and kept staring at Jing Jiaren.
"I'll zip it up for you."
Jing Jiaren held her long hair that was messed up, and Mengkui held it for her behind her. In a trance, the girl with a lovely smile seemed to be warm-hearted——
Her eyes wandered slightly, she really missed the past time and wanted to know the whereabouts of Wen Xinnuan.
"Okay, Goddess Sing! What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing, just thinking of a friend."
"What kind of friend? Ah, isn't it enough for you to have me... If you think about others in front of me like this, I will be jealous."
"You two are very similar..." She was very happy to have another friend. Meng Kui was very similar to Wen Xinnuan in many aspects, especially his simple and straight temper, no pressure to get along with him, cheerful, optimistic, and loved to laugh...
You will feel very relaxed when you are around her.
"How similar?"
"It feels like I often think she is by my side." Jing Jiaren smiled slightly and threw the dance clothes she had changed into into the trash can.
"Why did you throw it away?"
Jing Jiaren glanced at it with disgust and said indifferently: "It's already dirty."
Not only was she dirty after being touched by Ximen Longting, but also because there was... such a strong smell of love down there, which made her really feel ashamed.
"Anyway, if you want to quit the dance class, just throw it away."
Mengkui put on her clothes and fiddled with them in front of the mirror: "Hey, why do the goddess styles become so ordinary as soon as I wear them? Is it really a problem with my figure..."