Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I blushed and my heart beat when I was teased by the boss

Shen Boyuan's eyes were filled with darkness.

He only felt that his throat was tight, and the big warm hand pressed firmly on Li Xinran's waist.

In order to make herself sit more comfortably, Li Xinran moved slightly.

Shen Boyuan's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll, and deep in his eyes, there seemed to be two small clusters of flames, lighting up little by little.

Li Xinran looked at Shen Boyuan's appearance and lowered his head slightly.

The hair hanging down from his ears fell on Shen Boyuan's cheek, causing waves of itch.

"Ok?"

A smile appeared at the end of Li Xinran's eyes, and her voice seemed to come from her nose.

Shen Boyuan's big hand pressed Li Xinran towards him uncontrollably.

Li Xinran moved closer to him and placed a sweet kiss on Shen Boyuan's cheek.

Shen Boyuan was like turning on a certain switch.

One hand pressed Li Xinran's slender waist, the other hand pressed the back of Li Xinran's head, aimed at the seductive pink lips, and kissed her.

After a while, Li Xinran leaned on Shen Boyuan's shoulder and calmed his breathing.

Her arranged hair had been rubbed into a mess by Shen Boyuan's big hands.

"Shen Boyuan, you have made progress. After going out for a while, you actually learned to do tricks."

Li Xinran almost said in Shen Boyuan's ear.

Shen Boyuan's eyes flashed, and the magnetic voice reached her ears little by little,

“It’s where the heart lies.”

"Fart." Li Xinran blurted out one word.

Shen Boyuan frowned and emphasized again, "It's true."

"Yeah." Li Xinran responded perfunctorily.

Isn't this supposed to mean that the boldness of sex is getting bigger and bigger?

Did Shen Boyuan act like this in the past?

Since the two got married, he has acted more and more and become bolder and bolder.

Shen Boyuan stretched out his hand and arranged Li Xinran's hair while holding her in his arms.

Then, he carried her to a chair aside.

Then, he gave her a bowl of rice, took a pair of chopsticks, and handed it to her.

Li Xinran took the chopsticks and started eating.

Fortunately, the food was still hot and not cold.

After dinner, seeing that the time was almost up, Li Xinran and Shen Boyuan went to watch the condolences performance.

As soon as they walked out of the small courtyard, they met Fang Political Commissar and Fang Jiajia, who were also going to watch the show.

Fang Jiajia's eyes stayed on Li Xinran for a second longer before looking back.

The four of them walked towards the performance place together.

The performance is in a large auditorium.

There is a high platform in the front of the auditorium and rows of chairs in the back.

As the deputy commander of the corps, Shen Boyuan sat in the front row, and as a family member, she could only sit in the back rows.

Li Xinran didn't pay much attention. She sat in the back, as long as she could see.

After she sat down, Shen Boyuan raised his feet and sat in the first row.

Fang Jiajia was sitting with her.

Soon, the condolence performance began.

One by one, tall female soldiers with two braids on their chests walked onto the stage.

A loud round of applause immediately erupted from the stage.

Li Xinran and Fang Jiajia also applauded.

She felt that the moment the artistic female soldiers appeared, the enthusiasm of the soldiers off the stage suddenly increased.

But when I think about it, there are not many female soldiers in the corps.

How can the soldiers in the regiment be unhappy when there are so many at once?

The first program is the chorus.

"The east is red, the sun is rising..."

Clear and sweet songs sounded in the auditorium.

The artistic female soldiers sang particularly beautifully. By the second half of the song, the soldiers off the stage were already singing loudly along with them.

Li Xinran was infected by the atmosphere and sang a few words along with it.

The second program is group dance.

Although the artistic female soldiers are wearing dark green military uniforms, their slender figures can still be seen while dancing.

Li Xinran sat in the back with admiration on his face.

It's really nice to have so many female soldiers dancing together.

This figure, this movement.

One of the artistic female soldiers seemed to be the lead dancer, and her dance was particularly beautiful. Every movement she danced was more charming than the others.

Li Xinran's eyes couldn't help but follow her.

If you take a closer look, you can see that the artistic female soldier is also good-looking, tall, with big eyes and fair skin.

When the group dance ended, the applause from the soldiers off the stage was like thunder.

Li Xinran was sitting in the back row and could feel the overwhelming enthusiasm of the soldiers.

The third program is the solo dance of the female artist who led the dance just now.

The female soldier held her head high, spinning and jumping like a dancing butterfly, light and beautiful.

The long legs were lifted slightly, and in the next second, with a "pop", they were raised to the top of the head.

Li Xinran's eyes lit up when he saw it, this was a standard one-line horse.

The literary and artistic female soldiers are indeed well-deserved.

However, she didn't know if it was Li Xinran's misunderstanding. She felt that the female soldier's eyes seemed to have never looked to the back row, but were always focused on the front row.

Is it because there are leaders in the front row?

Li Xinran couldn't help but speculate in his heart.

The soldiers under the stage shouted loudly when they saw such a beautiful female soldier and such a beautiful dance,

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

The hands were clapping so hard that they were almost swollen.

Li Xinran couldn't help but sigh to Fang Jiajia beside him,

"This dance is really powerful."

"Lift your legs so high."

Fang Jiajia applauded and echoed, "The dance is quite beautiful."

After a few shows, one of the female literary soldiers shouted loudly to the audience,

"Captain Wang, didn't your corps perform?"

Captain Wang stood up with a smile.

"Why not? We will go on stage and do a set of military boxing for you to see."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people stood up from their seats.

The artistic female soldier who had just led the dance glanced at Shen Boyuan, who was sitting in the middle of the first row, and shouted,

"Won't Deputy Commander Shen come on stage?"

Shen Boyuan raised his eyelids but remained motionless.

Captain Wang understands Shen Boyuan's temperament.

For such a person who doesn't smile very much all year round, if you ask him to come on stage and give you a military punch, isn't that a joke?

Commander Wang smiled and smoothed things over.

"First Battalion, hurry up, come on stage and do some military boxing, let the comrades from the art troupe see what our soldiers look like."

When Li Xinran heard the female soldier calling Shen Boyuan, she suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.

A beautiful and artistic female soldier, and a cold and serious deputy commander.

When these few words are connected together, it becomes a touching and pathos love story.

Is she thinking too much?

Or did she really make a blind guess?

Li Xinran was thinking silently in her heart.