Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

This tongue-in-cheek competition didn't end until Zhou Jiangyan returned with his sword.

Mu Tianze also came together with Zhou Jiangyan under the eyes of Shen Lan who wished he could kill him. After setting up a posture, Zhou Jiangyan's gentle teaching voice sounded.

When teaching dance or sword dancing, physical contact is definitely indispensable. Many of the movements made the body fit closely together, and Mu Tianze's red face made it look even more ambiguous.

Mu Tianze felt that his mind was blank at this time. He pursed his lips and couldn't think of anything. He just acted mechanically according to Zhou Jiangyan's words, and sometimes he even couldn't hear his words clearly.

"Natural selection, natural selection?" Zhou Jiangyan held Mu Tianze's hand in his right hand and raised it straight up. The sword in Mu Tianze's hand shone in the sunlight, "Natural selection is tired, take a rest. Bar."

Mu Tianze suddenly came back to his senses, he lowered his head and softly said yes.

Shen Lan's handkerchief was about to be shredded. He gritted his teeth and looked at the two people who seemed to be hugging each other not far away. His heart was filled with waves, but he was forcefully suppressed by him again and again.

Until he heard Zhou Jiangyan's words "take a rest", he rushed to Zhou Jiangyan's side like a released prisoner.

But he was still a little late. Mu Tian chose to get the moon first by approaching the water tower, and "accidentally" fell into Zhou Jiangyan's arms first.

Shen Lan's anger jumped up and down again. He bit his lip, pretended to be pitiful and grabbed Zhou Jiangyan's sleeve and pulled it.

Zhou Jiangyan held Mu Tianze's waist with his right hand, and was about to touch his head with his left hand, but was pulled back by Shen Lan.

He glanced at Shen Lan in surprise, then raised his hand to touch Shen Lan's face, and asked softly: "What's wrong, Shen Lan?"

Rubbing Zhou Jiangyan's sleeves, Shen Lan took a small step forward. He lowered his eyebrows and whispered softly: "Jiangyan...I want to hug you too..."

Zhou Jiangyan was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and took Shen Lan into his arms. His smile is gentle, like the resurgence of all things when the glaciers melt and spring returns to the earth.

Shen Lan and Mu Tianze are both not tall, about 1.7 meters tall. At their height, they could only reach about Zhou Jiangyan's chest.

It is true that they wanted to bury their heads on Zhou Jiangyan's shoulders, but they were not high enough. And there is a competitor who is eyeing him, and they are secretly competing with each other.

Mu Tianze snorted in his heart. He stood on tiptoes and put his hands around Zhou Jiangyan's neck, pretending to accidentally rub Zhou Jiangyan's neck, but actually giving him a sneaky kiss.

However, things didn't seem to develop as he imagined.

Zhou Jiangyan bent down while he was standing on tiptoes, and Mu Tianze's kiss fell on Zhou Jiangyan's smiling lips.

Just as he was admiring Mu Tianze's panic-stricken but happy expression, Zhou Jiangyan felt his left cheek suddenly moistened, followed by a cool feeling.

Knowing that it was Shen Lan who kissed him, he pinched the back of Shen Lan's neck.

"Jun, Your Highness the Queen..."

It seems that Mu Tianze is really nervous, and he is so guilty of being a thief that he even uses his honorific title. He jerked his hand back as if it was burning.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiangyan pulled him into his arms again and said, "Natural selection doesn't have to be like this. I told you to call me by my name."

After a pause, he rubbed Shen Lan's head again and said with a smile, "You too."

Sniffing Zhou Jiangyan's breath greedily, the if-yet-not scent made him intoxicated. The fragrance flowed down the tip of his nose and swirled in his mind. It seemed like a drug that could control his nerves, making him irresistible to touch and possess it.

The touch from his lips was like an electric current hitting his brain. Every time it is extremely sensitive, it seems to leave a mark on the body as it circulates, making people shudder and remember it.

Suddenly, a melodious piano sound sounded.

The sound of the piano is small and melodious, like a whisper. Like a continuous spring rain, the raindrops hit the leaves, and the small water droplets slide down the leaves.

Gradually, the sound of the piano became louder. Accompanied by a little crying, he sang softly and hummed, intermittently but unhurriedly. Like the patter of autumn rain, the raindrops splashed on the ground.

Finally, the sound of the piano suddenly became high-pitched, like a broken erhu, a disharmonious high-pitched tone, which was very obvious like a loud shout. The rain in summer is always fast and violent, majestic and rapid, with big raindrops flying and splashing.

Finally, in winter, the rain condenses into frost and snow, which stays in the chimney.

The sound of swords sounded, and it was spring again.