good night warlord

The dance studio in Zhanyuan is also the same as the beauty studio. It is a big room surrounded by mirrors.

Gu Qingyi spotted him the first time Yan appeared in the mirror during the war, and the little girl ran over with a bright smile on her face:
"Honey, you're back."

The man hummed, and embraced the bird-like little girl in his arms. The little girl was wearing short sportswear with her slim waist exposed, which was particularly eye-catching.

The man pulled her short jacket unobtrusively, and wiped her sweat with his hand:

"Why do you want to dance today?"

Gu Qingyi knew that he hadn't eaten when he came back at this point, so he said to him while changing his shoes:

"I'm now No. [-] on the Korean University Billboard, so if I want to perform a show at this year's graduation party, I choose to dance."

Yan had heard about Han Da's news during the war, and to be precise, he knew everything about her.

His girl turned out to be a famous figure in the school, which made the corners of the man's lips curl up slightly, but this was not his focus.

There are many kinds of dances. The elegant waltz is not suitable for performing on stage, while the dances that college students like are usually sexy and enthusiastic Latin or jazz. Do girls want to dance sexy dances on stage?

Thinking of this, Zhan Shiyan held the girl's hand tighter, and pulled her back: "What dance do you want to dance?"

The little girl faltered and said, "Just... dance."

"What dance? Ballet?"

"Just... pole dancing."

The girl's hesitant answer made Yan Yan's eyes cold during the war:
"My dear, pole dancing is not for you."

Gu Qingyi blinked her eyes, her face flushed faintly, she smiled and asked:
"Why is it not suitable for me? Don't everyone like to watch pole dancing? My dear, do you like it?"

The little girl already had a rosy complexion because of her dance practice, and her cherry lips are even more attractive. The man thought about her for a day, but he didn't expect to hear that she was going to do a pole dance for others when he got home, hum.

Gu Qingyi only felt that the moment her body lightened, her whole body was pressed against the wall by the man. During the war, Yan lowered her head, pinched her little chin with her fine-boned fingers, and said each word coldly:
"If you dare to dance pole dance in front of others, your legs will be broken."

Seeing the man's jealous look, Gu Qingyi laughed out loud:

"Honey, you're so funny being jealous."

The little girl held his handsome face and said:
"Does my husband believe everything I say?"

Seeing her sly face, Zhan Shiyan realized that he was played by the little girl, but what does it matter if he is jealous of the girl he likes:
"Believe it, do you believe that my husband wants to eat you now?"

After speaking, the little girl who was slammed by the wall knew that the joke was big. Before she could hide, the man bowed his head and kissed her naughty little mouth. The longing that had been suppressed for a day seemed to find a place to vent, and the kiss deepened.

The man hugged her on the leg press bar, and held her slender waist so that she would not fall off. The passion gradually heated up in the dance studio, and Gu Qingyi clearly saw the stretched muscle lines under his shirt in the mirror. He looked intoxicated, his face was blushing, and he hugged his head and begged for mercy:
"Honey, I want to eat, I'm hungry."

The man's big hand reached into her short jacket, and those deep eyes were dyed with the rose color of "Oh, I give you":

"Still doing pole dancing? Huh?"

The faintly seductive word "um" made the little girl's heart ache. She held down his mischievous big hand and replied:
"Jump." After the little girl said this word, she hastily added a sentence: "When I learn how to dance, let my husband watch alone, okay?"

During the war, Yan hooked his lips obliquely:
"My husband will see it tonight."

The little girl is in a hurry:

"No, I still have to learn."

"Didn't you go to school today?"

He received the news that she didn't go home after school but went to some dance studio.

"No, I'm going to learn classical dance. Husband, guess what I found out today is that I'm a dance genius. I can learn all kinds of hardcore dances in an hour."

Gu Qingyi felt that it was miraculous now.

During the war, Yan's eyes flickered:
"Then I'll give you an hour to learn pole dancing and show me it before going to bed. I'll believe you are a dancing genius."

"I tried it when I came back, and I can also learn a lot of other dances, only pole dancing and jazz dancing can't."

Gu Qingyi jumped off the crossbar, hugged the man's arm and pulled him out of the dance studio.

She came back today and wanted to try what kind of dance she could do, so she tried many kinds of dance in the dance studio.

The other dances seem to have memory in her body, as long as she is not super difficult, she can complete them, but only those two dances that are famous for their sexiness have been watched for a long time, but she still can’t do it, even if she barely imitates them , also very embarrassing.

During the war, a dark light flashed in Yan's eyes: "If you don't know it, don't force it."

The little girl nodded, she would not force herself, she did not intend to become a top dancer, she knew that some dancers would never marry or have children for the sake of their dancing career, but she couldn't do it.

Gu Qingyi took his hand and said while walking:

"Husband, I suspect that I have lost my memory."

During the war, Yan looked forward, the color of the bottom of his eyes became darker, a little dark and unclear:

"……Why do you say that?"

The little girl shook his big palm and said:

"I used to think that I had a bad memory, and I forgot many things when I was young.

But today the teacher said that it is impossible for me to have no basic skills, but I have no impression that I have learned dance.

Ask my dad, he said it was because of the sequelae of a concussion in a car accident three years ago. "

On the way back, Gu Qingyi called her father and asked her father if she had ever learned dance, and her father replied that she had, since she was a child.

What Dad said was that he was concussed in the car accident and forgot, but when she asked why Dad didn't tell her that she had learned to dance, her answer made her dumbfounded.

Dad said, "You didn't ask."

Gu Qingyi thought it was his own fault. Dad is a man, so it's normal for him to not be so careful in some places.

The man's voice is gentle:
"That should be."

When Gu Qingyi heard what he said, her small body froze for a moment.

Zhan Shiyan noticed her strangeness, stopped and turned to look at her, and found that the expression on her face was not as relaxed as before, and a little dignified:
"Why don't you leave? Didn't you say you were hungry?"

Looking at his calm expression, Gu Qingyi couldn't hide the small thoughts in her heart. The smile on the little girl's face disappeared a little, and she looked at him fixedly:
"Honey, do you really love me?"

The little girl's uncertain tone made Zhan Shiyan twitch the corners of his lips, and pinched her little face:

"Is it because I didn't work hard last night that you have such doubts?"