The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

After getting on the bus arranged by Xinan TV, Xia Haoyang complained, "You should explain to them how brave I usually am."

Zeng Jingyi ignored Xia Haoyang's shameless remarks and patted him lightly.

Instead, Ju Zi glanced at Xia Haoyang with disdain and said, "Everyone here is an acquaintance, and there are no reporters. Don't you know what's going on with you?"

Xia Haoyang looked at Juzi with an extremely serious expression, "Why do you always come up and speak every time we talk about this topic?"

"Because it's true." Juzi seemed righteous.

"You're not my mistress, and we've never slept together. How can you be so confident that what you say is true?" Xia Haoyang's expression was a little serious.

Zhao Yishen and others were afraid that Xia Haoyang would really be angry, so they quickly tried to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, there's nothing to say about this kind of thing. How will the venue be arranged later?" They quickly changed the subject.

Xia Haoyang was not really angry, but men have a deep taboo on such topics. No matter whether it is true or false, they don't want anyone to say that they are not good enough or incompetent in public. This is very hurtful to their self-esteem. Especially since Xia Haoyang is really a little bit unconfident, he doesn't like others to talk about this aspect even more.

Juzi didn't really think that Xia Haoyang was incompetent, or rather, she didn't care at all. It was none of her business whether you were capable or not. Juzi just habitually annoyed Xia Haoyang and couldn't stand him bragging.

But friends may also have disagreements over some seemingly minor issues, which is why Zhao Yishen quickly tried to smooth things over, as he did not want to affect everyone's relationship because of a joke.

Zeng Jingyi understood Xia Haoyang, and perhaps also noticed that he was a little unhappy, so she held his hand tightly all the way.

Zhao Yishen also used text messages on his mobile phone to tell Juzi from a man's perspective that some jokes are okay, while others must be avoided, and not all jokes can be made. It is obvious that the fat man is taboo about this matter.

Juzi is not a stupid person. From Xia Haoyang's reaction, she can tell that she might have gone a little too far this time. Although she would not admit it or apologize on the surface, in fact, Juzi has never made a similar joke since then.

When good friends get along with each other, they will keep each other's joys, sorrows, anger and happiness in their hearts.

When they arrived at the studio of Xinan TV, Director Hong and others were still worried about Xia Haoyang's physical condition, so they directly booked a presidential suite for him to rest.

Xia Haoyang didn't say much and went straight to the hotel room.

Zeng Jingyi whispered a few words with a few friends and then accompanied Xia Haoyang to the hotel.

"It's okay, I can go up by myself." In fact, the top few floors of the studio are the hotel, and Xia Haoyang can take the elevator to rest by himself.

"It's okay. The positions for the song and dance are all ready. I'll go upstairs with you to rest for a while." In the elevator, Zeng Jingyi still held Xia Haoyang's arm tightly.

Using the room card to open the room, the two walked in, then closed the door. Xia Haoyang took a deep breath.

"Are you unhappy?" Zeng Jingyi helped Xia Haoyang sit down on the bed in the room, and then she squatted beside Xia Haoyang.

Xia Haoyang looked at her and smiled: "No."

"Sister Juzi was just joking. Don't be angry with her. Sister Juzi is usually very nice to us." Zeng Jingyi said softly.

"I'm not angry. I also know Juzi is joking." Xia Haoyang stretched out his hand and stroked Zeng Jingyi's face.

Zeng Jingyi grabbed Xia Haoyang's hands with both hands, leaned them against her face, tilted her head slightly, put the weight of her head on Xia Haoyang's hands, and closed her eyes.

There was silence between the two of them, and it seemed as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

In a few seconds, Zeng Jingyi opened her eyes and looked at Xia Haoyang: "Brother, we live our lives together. Don't worry about what others say or think. As long as you and I are happy, that's enough. I like you, your little brother, and everything about you. You don't have to worry about those messes. I am very happy, really."

Zeng Jingyi once again expressed her true feelings.

Xia Haoyang was very moved. He said nothing and just continued to caress Zeng Jingyi's face.

"Brother, you don't understand women, or no man can understand women. Women are not so averse to having sex with men. Maybe for money, or for other reasons, or even just to not be lonely at a certain moment, she will go to bed with you without thinking. But women have true love for men, and her subconscious actions will reflect whether she really loves a man."

"What do you mean?" Xia Haoyang didn't quite understand.

"Instinctive and unconscious defense, the touch of the body." Zeng Jingyi was still squatting beside the bed looking at Xia Haoyang.

"Still don't understand."

"For example, if you hug a woman in her sleep, will she instinctively push you away or hug you without even thinking about it? Or if you make unconscious physical contact, will her first reaction be goose bumps or enjoyment? Or if she really likes the smell of you."

"Goosebumps?"

"Yes, if a man who a woman doesn't like touches her, she will instinctively get goose bumps, especially if she is nervous or disgusted."

"Will it?" Xia Haoyang was very skeptical.

"Yes, and this is proof that a woman doesn't like you. No matter what she says, "I'm nervous" or "I'm not ready," it's actually her body that is rejecting you. And the body's rejection shows that she doesn't like you in her heart, because if a woman really loves a man, loves him madly, loves him to the point of losing her mind, her body will never reject the man she loves."

"What about you?" Xia Haoyang looked at Zeng Jingyi.

"My body has never rejected you. As long as I smell your scent, I feel relaxed and happy." Zeng Jingyi said with a smile.

"Do I have any smell?" Xia Haoyang sniffed.

"Girls also have body odor, but not everyone can smell it. Only those who are used to this smell and like it can smell it. Men also have their own smell. I can't tell what it is, but everyone is different. I can smell your smell and I like it."

Xia Haoyang suddenly thought of Tang Wanqi. Tang Wanqi once said that she liked the smell of him and was crazy about it; but Wang Qing had never expressed anything similar.

Now Zeng Jingyi can also smell his unique scent, what does that mean? Tang Wanqi died for him, and Wang Qing chose to marry someone else.

"Get up and sit next to me."

Zeng Jingyi stood up obediently and sat next to him.

Xia Haoyang opened his arms and hugged Zeng Jingyi, and even sniffed her hard: "I like your smell, too. When you are by my side, it calms my restless heart.

"Brother, don't mind what others say. I am very happy, really. Both my body and mind are very happy and satisfied."