I stick with the villain to extend my life

She shyly hid in his arms and caught a glimpse of a string of black beads on his cold white wrist bones.

Ebony and sandalwood, a high-end matte color, made his smooth forearms look even more ascetic.

I don’t know how long I have been swaying, and I have already met Zhou Gong countless times. Suddenly I feel cold, as if I have lost contact with the charger.

He was so shy that he fell asleep, his saliva was still stuck on his chin, and he was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes. He was holding on to his suit and tie with both hands.

"No, I haven't fulfilled the "Posting Contract" for several days. You, you, can't leave..."

The little girl couldn't speak clearly, so she was relying on him anyway.

It was already late at night, and he wanted to drive her home quickly.

No matter what, it is more comfortable to rest in bed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the little scoundrel was put on the back seat, he grabbed his tie and didn't let go. The strength in the dream was not small, and he was dragged directly into the back seat of the car.

Xian was always very wild in her dreams, and her hand movements were particularly nimble. She tore off his tie in a few clicks, and two buttons of his shirt fell off. Her thin hands, as green as green onions, were on his Caressing the chest happily.

It's very astringent.

In the dark space, apart from the low-key sound of the luxury car engine, there was his increasingly panicked heartbeat.

"Shy," his voice was extremely hoarse, and he held her thin wrist with his big hand.

"I have never been able to resist the test of beauty. Do you want to try?"

What responded to him was a humming sound that he couldn't understand. It was a small, small sound, like a mosquito humming, and the lingering sound was like a thin net, netting the man completely.

Wen Xiling looked at the sleepy little girl, the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated, and the emotions and desires in his eyes were growing stronger and stronger.

Big hands wrapped around her slender shoulders. The two of them were too close, and their breaths were dangerously entangled.

Just as he was about to take further action, his wrist bones felt slightly cold.

I knelt in front of the Buddha for three days and three nights, and then I found the beads personally presented to me by the abbot and landed in my palm.

A little bit of cool Buddha nature makes people sober up.

Three months.

It is her prayer time.

Wen Xiling didn't believe in Buddhism, but since he asked for it, he might as well believe in it.

He let go of the little girl's hand and returned to the driver's seat.

The black luxury car streaked across the night sky, and he was a little irritable driving today.

He took out a cigarette with his fingers, bit it in his mouth, and thought about it, but did not light it.

There is still wine in the car, so it's a good time to take a sip and clear out the gloomy and congested heart.

There was no way to vent at all, which made him even more confused. His driving was not as good as before, and he was even given the middle finger by the car owner next to him.

Wen Xiling took a long breath, exhaled it slowly, and the luxury car drove directly into the weeds on the roadside.

The prayer beads were thrown on the seat. The man in the black suit had a messy shirt, his face was frighteningly gloomy, and his eyes were filled with unsatisfied desire.

Pushing open the door of the back seat, he pulled the sleeping little girl into his arms, pressed her against the door, and kissed her fiercely.

She was shy and startled for a second, and then responded eagerly in her dream. He kissed her too fast and too wildly, biting her lips too forcefully.

The sweet entanglement almost instantly lost control. The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time could not wait any longer.

a long time.

Two points are satisfied, eight points are enough to make progress.

He put on the string of prayer beads again, and his shirt and suit were taken care of meticulously and with extreme dignity, as if he was not the one who was as fierce as a tiger just now and wanted to eat the little girl alive.

He took a sip of mineral water, twisted the beads on his wrists, and curved the corners of his lips.

Three months, starting now.

*

the next day.

"Creating Youth" has another assessment.

I gritted my teeth shyly and passed, but this time, it was no longer about dancing.

It's singing.

She turned around and asked for leave and planned to go back. She could still sing in her current state, but...

The microphone has to be placed on the stomach.

How can I sing it? It won’t scare anyone to death?

Unexpectedly, Yan Yan is now the focus of almost all fans' supervision. When she asked for leave, there were countless fans in the live broadcast room scolding her, crying and shouting:

【Are we not worthy?Don’t we deserve to hear the rich lady sing? 】

[I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we were wrong, we have no money, we are commoners, we don't deserve to hear Miss Gu sing for us! 】

[It costs ten yuan to get a key under the overpass. I dare to get three keys, but I still don’t deserve it? 】

[Bashful, I’m warning you, I have high emotional intelligence, don’t drive me crazy. 】

Frowning shyly and helplessly, sing, sing, sing!

You dare to listen but I don’t dare to sing!

So, in the singing room, I stood in front of the microphone as if I was trying to catch a duck.

The sound was very small and unclear, and there was no sense of singing or rhythm.

The music teacher reminded her,

"Speak up."

A true singer is not framed by a microphone, so she took it off and placed it near her neck.

Don't say it, your voice is too loud.

"Sound louder, be shy, don't be shy, open up your voice and sing loudly!"

Being shy, I had no choice but to pull the microphone down further, to my chest——

[Here I go, this is the real singer who relies on chest resonance to sing! 】

[Aren’t all the old artists of the national team like this? 】

[Ah, I understand. She is shy and doesn't sing because she knows her absolute strength. At this level, she has directly entered the Spring Festival Gala. In such a long history, it is simply a waste of natural resources! 】

[Yeah, yeah, look, I’m still shy! ! ! 】

Yes, the teacher is very strict and has strict requirements on the intonation of each word. She is not good at ventriloquism, so she can only try to pull the microphone as close as possible to the place of pronunciation.

[This is the real pronunciation of Dantian! ! ! 】

[I have never heard such a rich voice! 】

[I always thought that shyness meant dancing, but I didn’t expect that she is actually an all-rounder in singing and dancing! 】

[Look, dance moves are added! 】

Yes, they are trainees of singing and dancing idols, so they naturally need to take care of both singing and dancing. After singing twice, the teacher started to let them sing and dance again.

At this time, it is the scene of a large-scale whipping of corpses with singing skills.

[Qin Shu sings so well, but after adding dancing, the song is completely unlistenable! 】

[The funny part is the pearl, okay?I can't breathe at all! 】

[Sister An Qi’s singing voice is still okay, but her dancing is indeed not very good...]

【Sisters!Are you embarrassed? 】

[Go and see the top lady!she! 】

Shyly, she was singing loudly on her belly while she was singing, and she was dancing at the same time. She was really singing with full open mic, and she was so stunned that she didn't even breathe!

What kind of iron lung master is this! ! !

Even the instructor was confused!

"Ashamed, are you really not breathing at all???" the teacher asked.

"That's probably it," he sighed shyly and made up an excuse for himself.

"Swallow the CD..."

All the trainees stopped singing and dancing at the same time!

What are you doing?

I was embarrassed to say those words just now, but the singing didn’t stop!

She can sing and talk at the same time? ? ?

What kind of lip-synching is this?