Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

This menstrual period was coming fiercely, and Aning felt like she was not feeling well. As soon as she got home, she collapsed on the bed.

Xie Xinghe opened the door and saw the girl wrapping herself up like a silkworm baby. He walked in and handed her the filled hot water bottle.

After taking it, Aning stuffed the hot water bottle into the quilt. The dull pain in her lower abdomen eased a little, but her face was still pale.

"Does it hurt?" The young man frowned and leaned slightly to stare at her, with a worried look in his eyes.

The distance between the two suddenly became much closer. Looking at the suddenly enlarged handsome face, Aning's mind went blank for a moment. She licked her dry lips and said, "It's okay."

In fact, she could still bear the pain. It was within the acceptable range, and it was just the falling feeling in her lower abdomen, which made people a little irritated.

However, what she didn't know was that in Xie Xinghe's eyes, she was trying to show off her strength.

He saw through it without saying anything, and when he got up and was about to go out to make some brown sugar water, Aning grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.

Then she looked at him steadily, wrapped herself in a quilt and sat up directly, suppressing the nonsensical emotions in her heart: "Xie Xinghe, you are not allowed to leave."

Feeling the resistance at the corner of his clothes, Xie Xinghe lowered his head and his eyes fell on a beautiful white hand. His eyes slowly moved forward along the slender arm, and finally settled on the palm-sized face.

"I'm not leaving yet. I'm going to make you some brown sugar water."

The moment he heard this, Aning was silent for a moment, then let go of his clothes, slowly retracted his head into the quilt, his voice became softer and quieter, and when he said the last sentence, he seemed to say Listen to yourself.

"That's true, but I think that thing is useless... It's better to hug me and rub my belly."

Damn, she thought he didn't care about her.

The bright light in the room fell on the young man, and the clear eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. For a moment, the expression in his eyes was so deep that it was difficult to see clearly.

The next second, before Aning could react, the quilt on his head was pushed away, and he fell into a broad and strong embrace. A big hand was holding the back of his head, and then there was a sound like drum beating in the eardrums. heartbeat.

Then she heard his voice slowly entering her ears, clear and low with a smile.

"You don't want me to rub it for you. How can I rub it when the quilt is so tight?"

The young man's voice was very lazy, and his words were very seductive.

Aning's face suddenly turned red, her heart was beating fast, and her black and white eyes were shining with clear light. She loosened the tight quilt and wrapped her slender arms around his lean waist.

He took a deep breath, rubbed his forehead gently on his chest, and muttered: "The quilt has been loosened by me, please rub it."

The boy's chest is not only warm but also very secure, like the first ray of light in the morning, it is the most beautiful existence in the world.

For a moment she couldn't bear to let go.

"Xie Xinghe."

"Ok?"

"Xie Xinghe."

"what happened?"

"Xie Xinghe."

"..."

"I want to kiss you."

"!!!"

Xie Xinghe felt as if something was about to jump out of his heart. He lowered his eyes and stared at her for a long time, his throat rolled slightly, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by gravel.

"seriously?"

An Ning didn't say anything. Did he believe her when she said she was just being quick-talking?

The next second, Xie Xinghe gently lifted her chin with his hand, lowered his head and bit the soft lips, tossing and turning, and when her heart was infatuated, he pried open her mouth, gently and long...

There was a hint of rosemary lingering between his breaths, and for a moment Xie Xinghe wanted to take possession of her.

The moment Aning kissed Xie Xinghe, her heart was in her throat, especially when a foreign object entered her mouth, which made her almost forget to breathe on her own. Suddenly, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Slowly, Aning felt the body temperature rising gradually, the strength on her waist getting tighter and tighter, and the chaotic hot air flow spraying on her skin in strands.

Unbearable numbness.

Aning softly hooked his neck and began to respond to his kiss. His beautiful big eyes were filled with a layer of mist, and he made an involuntary sound deep in his throat.

Xie Xinghe's whole body stiffened slightly, and his muscle lines became very tight. He lowered his head to look at her. The girl's crimson cheeks were like delicate roses after the rain. Her collar slid down a lot, revealing her delicate breasts. The collarbone, a little further down, is the beauty of a girl.

He stroked her slender waist with one hand, and the blood in his head flowed back to Tianling Gai, which seemed to be a little high.

After a long time, he said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Your waist is so soft."

After he finished speaking, he felt a little embarrassed, let go of the person in his arms, turned around and fled from here.

All that was left was Aning, who was hugging the quilt, blushing, and bewildered.

She sat on the bed and calmed down for a long time, recalling the kiss and those words just now, shame filled her heart, and she covered her head with the quilt.

Help, even though I am very shy, this kiss is really touching!

Because of this kiss, the relationship between the two changed slightly. Others couldn't see it, but Maizi could see it clearly.

For example, the two of them started holding hands in front of Maizi, looking at each other with eyes so soft that they seemed to be stretched, and the affectionate terms they called each other in private...

Maizi could only say, ah~ the sour smell of love is really overwhelming!

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Aning found that something was wrong with Xie Xinghe during this period. He not only dozed off while giving her lectures, but also dozed off in class.

Just when she thought he was feeling unwell and wanted to take him for a physical examination, he miraculously stopped dozing off.

Later, he found a spacious and bright venue for her to dance. At first, she was confused until he said, "I like to watch you dance."

Aning just put aside the doubts in her heart, but whenever she had time, Xie Xinghe would take her over to dance.

What's exaggerated is that he didn't know where he got a camera specifically to record every dance she danced. Faced with something that could be recorded, she didn't dare to be perfunctory and danced diligently.

It was not until the end of December that she received an interview for the Beijing Dance School Examination. She was very surprised, so she called the admissions office there.

The person from the admissions office told her that they only sent her an invitation for the re-examination after she passed the preliminary examination.

The initial audition is online and does not require attendance. You only need to record a dancing video and send it to Jingwu’s official website.

After hanging up the phone, Aning linked Xie Xinghe's recent strange behavior.

It dawned on her.

No wonder I always try to get her to dance.

No wonder he wanted to videotape her dancing.

At this moment, she felt extremely complicated.

After much hesitation, Aning came to Xie Xinghe's room and expressed his thoughts.

After hearing this, Xie Xinghe just remained silent for a moment, raised his hand and directly pulled her into his arms, staring at her with lowered eyes.

"I like the confidence and strength you have when you dance. Follow your inner thoughts and don't have any worries, okay?"

Aning frowned, with complicated eyes: "You know, Xie Xinghe, sometimes many things we do go against our true intentions.

Xie Xinghe let go of her, held up her face, leaned down and put his forehead against hers, their eyes met, their breaths intertwined with each other, and a low and hoarse voice came out of his throat.

"I know, but there are always exceptions, right? Beijing Dance has established a scholarship system, aren't you going to give it a try?"

Aning buried her face in his neck, her tone seemed a little dull, "But I haven't practiced dancing for half a year. The strength of those who can compete in Beijing Dance should not be underestimated."

She knew about the scholarship very early. Which of the students who applied for Beijing Dance were vegetarians? The competition was no less fierce than those in 985 and 211.

"How will we know if we don't try? Although others are excellent, our eldest lady is not bad either." Xie Xinghe patted her back and whispered softly.

If you don't give it a try, how will you know the final result?