she caused the gods to fall

Shen Daiyi didn't greet him.Anyway, I am not familiar with it now, so I pretend not to know each other.

She adjusted her sitting posture. The seats in the big theater were not very far apart. She moved a little and rubbed against the man's leg.

Song Qingyan moved his eyes. In the dim light, the woman's vermilion lips were extremely gorgeous, her eyebrows were curved, and her earrings were crystal clear under the light. Her beauty was dazzling, and people remembered her delicate eyebrows and eye contours at first glance.

"Feel sorry."

"Ah."

Song Qingyan responded lightly, and met again after many years. She was the one who liked to pester him when he was young, and she is the one who avoids him now.How can there be such a reason, let her do all the good and bad things.

At five o'clock sharp, the red curtain was unveiled on stage, and the actors who starred in "The Romance of the West Chamber" appeared one by one.

"The Story of the West Chamber" was produced in the Yuan Dynasty, and its original name was "The Story of the West Chamber by Cui Yingying Waiting for the Moon", written by Wang Shifu.It tells the story of the scholar Zhang Junrui who met Xiangguo's daughter Yingying in Pujiu Temple and fell in love with her at first sight.

Shen Daiyi did some research on this story before she came. Today, the main teacher is a well-known Kunqu opera master, and she was moved by Zhang Junrui's infatuation in the story.

Shen Daiyi thought of herself, she is the "Zhang Junrui" in the play, but she failed to get what she wanted, but the man she once pursued is now sitting next to her.

Although the moon is far away, some people try their best to get it.But it's a pity that I couldn't pick the moon, but you have to know that some people are not born to belong to themselves.

Shen Daiyi has always understood this truth, she just simply didn't want to see Song Qingyan, after all, when this unrequited love finally ended, she was seriously ill, and it took her a long time to get out.

The performances of the teachers on stage were vivid, their singing was excellent, and there were also funny scenes in the plot, which were vivid.

The foreigner was accompanied by a real-time translator, watching with relish.

Just seeing the midfielder, Shen Daiyi couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go to the bathroom.

She stood up, bent slightly, trying not to disturb the people behind her.

Song Qingyan was tall. He was 183cm tall when he was a sophomore in high school, and he should be 188cm now. The man with long hands and long feet blocked the narrow and narrow aisle, and her legs couldn't get across.

Shen Daiyi bit her lip and whispered: "Song Qingyan, move your leg."

Song Qingyan's thin lips parted lightly: "What did you say?"

I stand up, what do you think I'm going to do?

Of course I'm going out.

Shen Daiyi had to move her head closer: "I said move your legs..."

Her lips were very close to his ears, and her long hair hung down on his wrists. When she spoke, a cool breeze blew past her ears, and the fragrance of the woman enveloped him.

Song Qingyan's expression was still very calm, but an imperceptible darkness flashed across his eyes, he moved his feet, and Shen Daiyi could finally get up and go out.

The foreigner sitting next to him didn't even need Shen Daiyi to say anything, she took the initiative to move her legs away, smiled at her, and asked her to go out.

Shen Daiyi went to the bathroom, and it was the same when she went back. She lowered her body, trying not to affect the people behind watching the show.

Also be careful, for fear of stepping on other people's feet.

Shen Daiyi passed by the foreigner, she glanced at Song Qingyan, the man's legs had already made room for her in the aisle, he didn't look sideways, sitting upright, the light on the stage reflected his face, his skin seemed to be soaked in ice Suet Baiyu, he is very serious about the show in the stands.

Stepping on others, the high heels stepped on her own skirt instead, tripping herself.

Shen Daiyi didn't stand still, she fell down, and in a panic, she fell onto Song Qingyan's lap.

It happened so suddenly that she didn't even react.

Song Qingyan's hand lay weakly on her waist, which could barely be grasped.

Shen Daiyi was sitting sideways on his lap, the dark green skirt stuck to the man's suit pants, the collision of colors, the coldness of a man, the softness of a woman, her cheek seemed to rub against his chest.

Half of her body was next to him, and Shen Daiyi's body was stiff.

Song Qingyan's voice sounded low above her head: "Why are you still so reckless?"

"..." Did she have it before?Shen Daiyi took a deep breath, her heart was racing, but her face was expressionless, and she said again, "I'm really sorry."

The rash of Shen Daiyi's ears was slightly warm, and she had already supported her body and returned to her seat to sit down.

The 120-minute play was interspersed with an unexpected episode. Shen Daiyi didn't pay too much attention to the following play. Before she knew it, the performance was over, and the audience was still unsatisfied. Some went to take photos with teachers, and some were anxious.

"Your Chinese Kunqu opera is so interesting, I want to take a photo with the teachers." The foreigner said.

Song Qingyan then ordered his assistant: "Chen Li, take Mr. Jason to take a photo with the teacher."

"Okay, President Song." Chen Li responded.

After the discussion, they originally took Jason to enjoy the famous scenic spots in northern Beijing. Later, they, President Song, changed their minds and brought him to the big theater.

After they got off their seats, Shen Daiyi stood up and was about to leave.

However, she was stopped by Song Qingyan.

"Shen Daiyi."

At this time, Chen Li and the others discovered that this fair-skinned, beautiful, nationally beautiful beauty had known Mr. Song before.

When they came in, they found this great beauty.

Shen Daiyi stopped in her tracks: "Mr. Song, what can you do?"

Song Qingyan raised his hand and pointed to the collar of his suit: "Lipstick, yours."

At this time, the blazing lights were turned on in the theater, and Shen Daiyi's eyes fell on the position below his neckline. On the black suit, there was a lipstick mark of the exact same color as her lips.

When she went out today, she used the new color yls red velvet matte texture, which is noble and retro, and the cold white skin is just the icing on the cake.

A bright and alienated smile appeared on Shen Daiyi's face: "What brand is your suit, I will compensate you." Song Qingyan unbuttoned his suit, and his slow movements were seductive: "I just want This one, wash it and return it to me."

When he took it off, he was wearing a black turtleneck sweater underneath.

He is very suitable for black, which will make him more cool and dusty.

Song Qingyan hooked his fingers to the collar of the coat and handed it over.

Can't have your assistant send it to the dry cleaner for a clean?

But she soiled the suit, so Shen Daiyi had no choice but to admit it, and took his suit: "How can I contact you after washing?"

Song Qingyan: "Add me on WeChat."

Shen Daiyi reluctantly took out her mobile phone, scanned Song Qingyan's QR code, and chose to add.

You have added sqy, now you can start chatting.

The man with Song Qingyan's head rested his hand on Mosaya's head.

Mosaya looks very cute, fluffy, chubby, with a tongue sticking out.

Shen Daiyi couldn't help asking: "Is this Mosaya the one I gave you in high school?"

"What do you say?"

"It's quite fat."

When I sent it over, she was a small one. She often looked for him in the name of watching Mosaya, and named him Fatty. In the blink of an eye, she had already grown so big. right~

No, why did she start chatting with him?

Shen Daiyi immediately reflected on herself.

Song Qingyan noticed her expression, and said slowly: "After all, Fatty lacked maternal love during the years of growing up, so I can only double give him fatherly love."

Shen Daiyi: "..."