love addiction

Ming Ziyu walked over lightly, seeing the woman who was so tired and asleep on the sofa, her brows and eyes softened a bit.

Although he didn't come back during this period of time, he knew the situation on Ye Qingcheng's side like the back of his hand.

It's just that seeing her so tired, I couldn't help feeling a little worried, and gently covered her with the thin blanket beside her, but it still woke her up.

Ye Qingcheng rubbed his eyes, and was startled when he saw the handsome face so close, "You, you're back?"

It looked like a panicked rabbit, in Ming Ziyu's eyes, it was as cute as it could be.

It turns out that this woman not only has a compromising bun expression, but also this vivid expression.

"Ah."

"Have you eaten yet?" Ye Qingcheng hurriedly got up and asked.

Ming Ziyu thought for a second, then replied, "Not yet."

"Then I'll make it for you." She put down the book and hurried to the kitchen.

Ming Ziyu sat down where she had slept before, picked up the book, looked at the cover, and couldn't help laughing.

The actor's self-cultivation seems to be making little progress.

Fearing that Ming Ziyu would wait too long, Ye Qingcheng simply made a bowl of noodles. He was worried that Ming Ziyu would dislike him, but who knew that he ate cleanly, which made Ye Qingcheng's hanging heart drop.

After tidying up and coming out, Ming Ziyu had already gone upstairs, so she also hurried to get the book and went upstairs.

When passing by the door of Ming Ziyu's room, he came out of the shower and was brushing his hair. When he saw her, he stopped and asked, "How's it going these days?"

"...The teacher said, it's okay."

"Really? Let me check and accept it."

acceptance?

This... how to accept it?
Ye Qingcheng was a little embarrassed and didn't understand what Ming Ziyu meant.

Ming Ziyu casually threw the towel aside, and then said, "I see that there are some dancers in your class, why don't you try dancing one."

"what……"

In the course, there is indeed dancing, but... but she is very nervous to dance with Ming Ziyu.

But Ming Ziyu had already turned on the music, and the melodious music sounded in the room. Ming Ziyu invited him over with one hand behind his back. Ye Qingcheng seemed to have no room to hide, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and offer his hand.

When his big palm landed on her waist, Ye Qingcheng had a feeling of being scalded, and his whole body trembled, almost screaming.

"Don't be nervous, just treat me as your dance partner and just dance to the music."

"……it is good."

Having said that, it is really difficult to do it.

Ye Qingcheng avoided Ming Ziyu's sight, and kept thinking about the dance steps in her heart, but it was still easy to make mistakes. After a few steps, she stepped on Ming Ziyu's foot. She apologized hastily, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, come again." Ming Ziyu didn't seem to care.

Ye Qingcheng was already very nervous, but after stepping on her foot, she became even more nervous. For a while, she stepped on her foot frequently.

Even though Ming Zi said it was okay every time she met, she still saw the gloomy look in the man's eyes.

In the end, she could only let go of his hand and said, "I think, maybe I'm not suitable for this show..."

"Indeed... a bit." Ming Ziyu made a pertinent evaluation, "But that's not the point, it's mainly because you're too nervous."

"It didn't happen when I danced with the teacher..." Ye Qingcheng lowered her head and explained to herself in a low voice.

Ming Ziyu raised his eyebrows, "Is that because I didn't do well?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that..." Anyway, Ye Qingcheng couldn't explain clearly, she couldn't say that dancing with Ming Ziyu made her inexplicably nervous, right?
"How about this." Ming Ziyu turned around and went to the dressing room, took a blindfold and put it on for her and said, "Now, just close your eyes, hold my hand, and dance to the beat of the music. Don't think about it, just think about you dancing."

"is this okay?"

"Try it."

Ming Ziyu hugged her again and began to dance, and has been gently tutoring her.

The man's magnetic voice made Ye Qingcheng gradually relax, closed his eyes, and slowly followed the music and his guidance, gradually getting better.

There was an inexplicable trust that bloomed in Ye Qingcheng's heart, making her completely relieved, and handing herself, who couldn't see anything, wholeheartedly into her hands.

Jumping to the end, she has been able to express the best state of the waltz, snuggling in the man's arms, spinning, spinning, spinning again...

Hearty.

When the music stopped, she was still in his arms, panting slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and the way she exhaled like blue, made Ming Ziyu lower his head involuntarily.

Getting closer, getting closer...

Breathing intertwined, close to each other, feeling each other's heartbeat.

She can't see it, but she can feel it.

He could see it, but couldn't help it.

The moment before he was about to kiss, Ming Ziyu's phone rang, bringing both of them back to their senses. Ming Ziyu hurriedly straightened her up, then turned around and took the phone to the balcony.

And Ye Qingcheng stood there for a few seconds before realizing it, hurriedly took off the blindfold, and fled back to her room without daring to look at Ming Ziyu.

Did you jump too hard just now?

To actually think that he wants to kiss her must be an illusion, yes, it must be an illusion.

She locked herself in the room and never dared to go out again.

But after Ming Ziyu answered the phone, the hotness of her body was gradually blown away by the cold wind. Looking at the lights and glass in the distance, his mind was full of her panting appearance just now.

That appearance, coupled with her exquisite and charming appearance, has an extreme temptation for people.

At that moment, Ming Ziyu felt that she didn't want people to see her like this.

***
Ye Qingcheng tossed and turned all night without falling asleep. When she got up in the morning, the dressing room and stylist had already arrived.

Surrounding her was a busy meal, leaving her no time to think about what happened last night, until she was dragged to the competition site, she hadn't been able to see Ming Ziyu.

The people in the program group gave Ye Qingcheng the competition process, because she had seen it before, so she didn't read it carefully.

Several people in the side game were discussing the rematch.

Because Ye Qingcheng hadn't participated in the preliminary competition, they didn't know her very well, and one of them mustered up the courage to ask her, "Which competition area are you from? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"I..." Ye Qingcheng didn't know how to answer, after all, she really jumped in halfway.

"Please enter the contestants." The assistant of the program team called at the entrance of the venue.

"Let's go, let's start the competition." Several people hurriedly packed up, no one asked the question just now, Ye Qingcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Because Ye Qingcheng was the last number, she was the last to enter, and Ye Qingxin was number nine.

When the host announced the process, the players started discussing again.

"Isn't there a dancing session? Why is it gone? Did the organizer temporarily cancel it?"

"That's right, dancing is my strong point, how can I just cancel it if I cancel it?"

"I've been practicing for a long time, but this session was cancelled. How can this happen?"

"what is going on……"

"I do not know either."

Ye Qingcheng was equally astonished, after all, dancing was part of the process, so she learned from the teacher for a long time, and even danced a song with Ming Ziyu last night, why was this part cancelled?
Ye Qingcheng didn't understand, and didn't know who to ask, so he could only follow the arrangement of the program group.

Ye Qingxin looked at the process confidently, but accidentally saw someone she knew, she was very surprised, then walked over with a sullen face, and said to Ye Qingcheng, "Come out with me."

Ye Qingcheng didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but thinking that there were so many people here, Ye Qingxin made a fuss for a while, and everyone didn't look good, so she followed out.

Ye Qingxin crossed her arms and looked at her coldly, "Why are you here?"

"Participate in the competition." Ye Qingcheng replied lightly.

"Ye Qingcheng, are you crazy? Just you, still participating in the competition? Do you have any talents to perform?" Ye Qingxin questioned, and examined Ye Qingcheng from the beginning to the end, and asked in surprise, "And you Where did this dress come from? This is a famous brand! It was produced by the 'Meeting' studio, how could you have it? And your makeup... Ye Qingcheng, what are you doing?"

Because of her mother, Ye Qingxin looked down on Ye Qingcheng since she was a child.

Although she always knew that Ye Qingcheng was more beautiful than herself, so when Yan Yueru suppressed Ye Qingcheng on weekdays, she would spare no effort to help suppress him.

The clothes Ye Qingcheng wears will never be what she wants.

Food and food are all that she, Ye Qingxin, doesn't want, so it's Ye Qingcheng's turn.

However, now she is actually wearing a dress that is more beautiful than her own, and it is so much more expensive than hers. She has put on the most beautiful makeup, and that delicate face is fully displayed at this moment. up.

How could Ye Qingxin not be jealous?
She was so jealous that she wanted to grab Huaye Qingcheng's face and mess up her clothes to relieve her anger.

But there are so many pairs of eyes staring at her here, she can't do that, and she can only itch with hatred in her heart.

"Instead of questioning me here, it's better to prepare well. It's your turn to perform soon." Ye Qingcheng reminded her in a flat tone.

Ye Qingxin was nervous for a moment, looked at the front desk, and found that No. [-] was already performing, and immediately became anxious, "I'm going to the competition first, Ye Qingcheng, you have to explain to me in a while."

Explanation?

Do I need to explain anything to her?

Ye Qingcheng watched her leave indifferently, without any ups and downs.

In the past, she might still bow her head for that family, but during this time, she has seen a lot.

The father's constant compromise, the young mother's constant oppression, and Ye Qingxin's constant taunting have exhausted her, so what's the point of her bearing it?

Can I get my little mother's amiable look?
Can I go to the university I want in exchange for it?
Can you exchange for grandma's medical expenses?

Can't, can't...

So what else is she going to endure?

What Ye Qingxin performed was the violin, which was a hobby that Yan Yueru cultivated with a lot of money, and even used the compensation for the accidental death of Ye Qingcheng's mother back then.

I have to say, it's pretty good, but the more she watched Ye Qingxin flaunt her might, the more bitter Ye Qingcheng's heart became.

All these glamorous things were bought by her mother with her life.

Ye Qingcheng adjusted her breathing, not wanting Ye Qingxin to affect her mood.

"Is that Miss Ye Qingcheng?" A woman with a work badge came over and asked.