This number of votes makes me a little scared when I look at it.
But she is also a perseverant person. With so many people liking her, it seems like she should persevere.
Deep down, Yan Yan loves dancing very much.
The training is over here, which is rare. He personally took the time to pick her up today.
Wearing the same sunglasses, mask, and black peaked cap, he looked ascetic and ruthless, waiting for her with his hands behind his back.
As soon as they met, he would take her thin hand and place it on his own.
There were some exceptions today. As soon as Wen Xiling saw her, he squatted down, pinched the little girl's thin ankle with his big hands, looked at it carefully for several minutes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no injury.
She knew shyly that he probably knew about her "floor moves" on stage.
"I didn't fall, I did it on purpose."...I don't want to stick to anyone except you.
She spoke coquettishly and coquettishly, but because she was so shy, she swallowed her last sentence.
Wen Xiling was a ruthless person, and those who dared to disobey him were gone. He calmed down his worries,
"Ashamed, I said, I object to you dancing -"
Her ruthless black eyes swept over the shy pretty face, and the little girl raised one of her eyebrows slightly.
He's used to it!
He himself is soft-hearted, but he is so bold that he is accustomed to it!
The two people's eyes met in the air for half a second, and he swallowed a breath of anger into his stomach, completing what he said before,
"Jump into the puddle..."
"Huh?" She was stunned shyly, and then he picked her up and crossed a small puddle on the road.
He knew shyly that he had given up.
The little girl wanted to see where his bottom line was, so she jumped in front of him like a boss, raising her chin, looking delicate and unruly,
"Then you want to quarrel with me?"
Wen Xiling smiled bitterly, how dare he?
The last time we had a disagreement, there was a little quarrel. He didn't see anyone for two weeks, and how he lived every second like a year. Only he knew.
"I'm afraid that others will copy your dance steps, so I want you to practice more at home."
Like a arrogant little rooster who had won a battle, Mian Mian reached out her hand, patted his towering shoulder, and nodded with satisfaction.
He shook his head helplessly. In front of her, it seemed that all he could do was admit defeat.
Sooner or later, I will be laughed to death by Huang Mao and others.
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his palm being held by someone. His palm was slightly moist, and the touch of his two thin lips was so real, but also a bit dreamy.
"To please you~" She said shyly, as if she was in the office just now, and kissed his palm secretly, then carried her schoolbag and ran away without looking back.
In this way, where is pleasure?
This is called the temptation of trying only briefly.
It is an appetizer, which does not achieve the purpose of pleasing people. On the contrary, it makes people thirstier and want it more.
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In the next few days, he was embarrassed and couldn't see Wen Xiling again. One day, he even said that he had to go abroad. After confirming repeatedly that the "sticking contract" could be terminated for one day, he went there without looking back.
Got the plane.
Leave shy alone.
and Gu Helou sleeping peacefully.
This was the first time that he had voluntarily terminated the contract. He was shy and didn't say it, but in his heart...
Inexplicably sour.
It was okay not to see anyone for a few days. Mian Sha knew that he was already busy, but after a few days, Mian Sha started to feel a little uneasy.
Are you really angry because of her dancing?
Isn't it really a Cold War quarrel?
Can not be done!
How could she be willing to argue with the charger?
Just say it clearly when you are angry!
She will coax him!
The shyness is getting worse and worse, and the days are like a year. Even during self-study in the evening, the hair has fallen off, and the yellow hair has been blocked.
"Boss is really earning dollars in a beautiful country and will be back in two days." Huang Mao explained.
"Don't you have that kind of positioning system? I suspect he has quarreled with me. Please help me find where he is and I'll go and coax him." He was shy and had no defense against him. He said whatever he wanted.
Huang Mao's face could still remain tense, but in reality:
Woohoo!
I am a fan of CP!!!
Little Plaster actually cherishes the boss so much! She actually takes the initiative to coax him!
How to coax!
It's been known to everyone that the boss is dissatisfied with his desires, so he should at least spend one night, right?
Huang Mao decisively took out a handful of TT and stuffed it into his mouth.
"You don't have to have children too early. I'm more enthusiastic about CP now and I can't accept children's interference."
When he was shy and dazed, he took out the locator and checked, Wen Xiling...
Not abroad!?
Just nearby——
On Yukun Mountain?
In the middle of the night, alone, on the mountain?
"In danger?" he asked shyly and anxiously.
"Impossible, the boss is a danger to others, but I heard that there is a famous nunnery on Yukun Mountain, and it is full of people like that..."
Before Huang Mao finished speaking, he shyly threw dozens of TT in his face, turned around and took a taxi to Yukun Mountain!
Oh shit!
If the charger was out doing anything, she would pull out his wires, crush his charging head, and render him useless!
Oh no!
She had to wake Gu Helou up. He wanted his bones, she wanted his organs, and the two siblings took advantage of the night to eat his waist!
Then there is a permanent electric current!
Wow, wow, wow!
On the mountain! What a scumbag!
I rushed forward shyly and looked carefully at the roadside, but I didn't see any nunnery. I walked to the end...
It is a thousand-year-old temple - Yukun Temple.
She stood in front of the Buddhist temple, not knowing whether to leave or stay.
Huang Mao’s positioning system shows——
He is inside a Buddhist temple.
But the Buddhist temple seemed to be quite far away, and she was too tired to walk any further...
"Donor, would you like to give me a note of peace and health?" The little monk smiled, his face was round and cute,
“The peace and health incense from our temple is very effective.”
Without saying a word, the temple door was pushed open, and Wen Xiling, who was personally presented by the host in a black suit, walked out.
"Why are you here?" Wen Xiling gently took her hand and said goodbye to the little monk.
"Does your feet hurt when you climb such a steep mountain?"
Wen Xiling held the little girl in his arms, took off her shoes, held her in his hands, and carried her down the mountain in a leisurely manner.
"Ahem, don't you believe in gods, Buddhas and ghosts?" She cleared her throat and awkwardly raised the topic.
"I really don't believe it." Wen Xiling is an extremely self-centered hedonist. He grabs whatever he likes and destroys it if he can't grab it. He never needs to pray to gods for blessings.
It is shameful and hard to imagine that such a person would kneel down devoutly in front of a Buddha statue and pray for a little care and mercy from these ethereal gods.
"and you……"
"Science cannot explain your illness, so I'll try metaphysics," he smiled coldly, with helplessness.
"It's good if it works, but forget it if it doesn't."
He hugged Xian into his arms,
"I begged you, at least you won't have any regrets. If a dance god shows mercy, you can dance without any worries."
I was shy and suddenly felt my eyes were sore and my heart was astringent.
No one in this world treats her like this.
When she was anxious, she actually wanted his kidney...
She curled her lips shyly and buried her little face in his arms.