After divorcing Mr. Jingfenba [Transmigration Book]

Xiao Han said enviously: "Boss Yan is really thinking of you, even controlling your three meals a day."

"For your own sake?" Tang Chi gritted his back teeth, "I think he's looking for trouble!"

Xiao Han smiled and said: "Okay, let's go to dinner, we have to train in the afternoon."

Tang Chi stared at Yan Yuchen who was sitting in the corner, and impatiently poked the rice with his chopsticks...

After eating, the whole class B started the devil training again. People from other classes passed by their door and looked at the row of transparent buckets by the wall. It looks like a ghost.

Especially those in Class A.

"They're working too hard." Class A's preparatory dancer Xiong Rui whispered, "If we continue to practice like this, if we surpass us in the first week's assessment, it will be embarrassing."

Jiang Mian glanced in from the lookout, and chuckled lightly: "If you're afraid of embarrassment, then work hard."

"Among this group of students, your singing skills are the best, so you can say it easily," Xiong Rui sighed, "I'm not the same as you. Among the dancers in the qualifiers, my score was originally second, but I just got in by luck." Class A. Zhang Ziheng in Class B can push me down at any time, and," Xiong Rui approached Jiang Mian, whispered, "I heard that Tang Chi in Class B is also a guy who hides his secrets, alas, anyway, mine Not much hope."

Jiang Mian frowned: "Tang Chi? Judging from his performance in the qualifiers, he doesn't seem like someone who is hiding something."

Xiong Rui waved his hand: "He is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. When I went to the director's office to get something yesterday, I accidentally saw the video of his performance when he was re-rating. Fuck it, that ballet dancer is absolutely amazing!" Xiong Ruiyan There are little stars in her face, and her face is full of admiration, "To be honest, although I have practiced dancing since I was a child, I have always had a little prejudice against boys dancing ballet. I always think it's a damsel, but Tang Chi's dance really completely refreshed me. The three views are powerful and line-like, and the skills are quite skilled!"

Jiang Mian looked at Xiong Rui suspiciously: "Just say what you say, why are you blushing?"

Xiong Rui scratched his head in embarrassment: "Isn't this a little exciting."

Jiang Mian chuckled: "He...is he really as good as you say?"

Xiong Rui said firmly: "Of course! I heard that Mr. Yan also values ​​him and protects him very much. He beat Zhang Ziheng because of him yesterday."

Jiang Mian's expression was not very good: "This is impossible."

"How is it impossible?" Xiong Rui was puzzled.

"It's nothing." Jiang Mian smiled and said warmly, "Let's go quickly, Teacher Gu is still waiting."

As soon as the two left, Tang Chi left the practice room on the pretext of going downstairs to fetch water.

After lunch, he didn't see Yan Yuchen again. He thought he was in the office, but when he passed by the door of Yan Yuchen's office with a box of water, he glanced inside, and there was no one inside.

Where have you been?

Could it be that he fell ill again and ran away?

Tang Chi was hesitating, when the director came over: "Tang Chi, come down and fetch water."

"Well, hello director." Tang Chi hesitated, and finally smiled with his eyes bent, "Is Teacher Yan gone? I haven't seen him all afternoon."

Director: "No, he's in the big meeting room in the next building, and he's arranging for you to have a fellowship match with CJ's one-year trainees on Tuesday."

Tang Chi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it."

Seeing no one around, the director asked in a low voice, "Did you offend Boss Yan? During the meeting just now, he mentioned you several times, but his tone was not very good."

Tang Chi was curious: "What did he say about me?"

The director thought for a while: "Actually, it's nothing. It's just a trivial matter. I was talking about the grouping of the competition. For some reason, the topic turned to the food in the cafeteria, and then I talked about you inexplicably. I ate two chicken legs and ordered a large plate of sweet and sour pork. I criticized you wildly, saying that you have no sense of controlling your diet. However," the director paused, "I'm not saying that you, as an artist, have a good figure. It's very important, it's not good for you to eat so much in one meal, and it's all meat."

Tang Chi said awkwardly: "Director, I think there is some misunderstanding in this matter?"

The director was speechless: "Boss Yan is telling the truth. He described the scene of your ordering vividly. There is no misunderstanding."

Tang Chi argued: "I ordered it, but I didn't eat it, not a single bite!"

But the director obviously didn't believe it: "It's not something shameful, just eat less next time."

"Okay, I still have something to do, you should train hard." After finishing speaking, the director left.

Looking at the director's back that was drifting away, Tang Chi really wanted to smash all the water in his hand.

Fortunately, he was still worried that Yan Yuchen would get sick and have an accident, who knew that this guy would spread rumors about him in the conference room, what chicken legs!What tenderloin!Didn't it all end up in your stomach? !

I didn't even smell it!

However, Tang Chi's temperament is not long, and after returning to the practice room, within 10 minutes, he put this matter behind him.

However, when he thought of Yan Yuchen's expression when he heard that he was going to the bar with another man, he felt a little absent-minded.

"Tang Chi, why are you still standing there, let's go, I'm almost exhausted." Xiao Han listlessly put on his coat.

"Right away." Tang Chi came back to his senses, grabbed his clothes and followed.

But just as he stepped out of the door of the practice room, he was called back by Yan Yuchen who disappeared all afternoon and all night.

"The others are dismissed. Tang Chi and I will go to No. 4 practice room for additional training." Yan Yuchen gave Tang Chi a cold look, then turned around and went to No. 4 simulation practice room at the end of the corridor.

Tang Chi followed in astonishment: "Additional training?"

Yan Yuchen: "Your sense of the camera is so poor, without training, can you let you drag the whole class down?"

Tang Chi: "..."

As the practitioners dispersed, the outside voices became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

In the entire corridor, only the lights in the No. 4 training room of Class B are still on.

"Although your face is basically not picky about the shooting angle, you should still pay attention to the camera." Yan Yuchen sat in front of the monitor and replayed a piece of music expressionlessly, "Continue."

After dancing several times, Yan Yuchen was still not satisfied.

"I have taught so many people, and you are the first one whose camera sense is so rotten." The words were sharp, but Yan Yuchen's tone was very gentle, which didn't make Tang Chi feel uncomfortable.

"Again?" Tang Chi asked, wiping the sweat off his neck.

"No, it's useless to practice like this all the time. Use another method," Yan Yuchen suddenly stretched out his hand, cupped Tang Chi's face, and said calmly, "Don't move your eyes, look at me."

Tang Chi was at a loss: "Huh?"

Yan Yuchen pinched the flesh on Tang Chi's face: "Look at my eyes."

Tang Chi swallowed: "Look, why are you looking at your eyes?"

Yan Yuchen: "From now on, use my eyes as lenses and dance again."

Don't, just looking at each other for a while is already unbearable, in the middle of the night, lonely and widowed, no matter how thick-skinned I am, I can't stand such a toss... Tang Chi said dryly: "Must it be like this?"

Yan Yuchen hummed.

"Okay." Tang Chi took two steps back, followed the rhythm, and jumped up again.

Although I looked at Yan Yuchen the whole time, it really affected my performance, but the crotch, roll, wave, and kicking the floor in the chorus part, the knees bent forward still felt full, and every dance step was clean and neat, and the connection between the front and the back was also perfect. Excellent as always.

However, when it came to the chair dance part in the middle, something happened.

When he opened his legs and made a very sexy move towards Yan Yuchen, the inexplicable sense of shame made Tang Chi make a wrong shot.

But Yan Yuchen didn't say anything, but went out directly.

When I came back again, the water on my face was still dry.

"You went to wash your face?" Tang Chi asked curiously.

As soon as Yan Yuchen's gaze met Tang Chi's, he immediately avoided it: "Well, I'm a little tired, wash your face and wake up."

"Oh." Tang Chi said, "Are you still practicing? Just now... I made a mistake."

"No need, take a break first, and practice tomorrow." With that said, Yan Yuchen walked to the locker, took out a pack of milk biscuits from it, and handed them to Tang Chi, "I just made them in the oven in the back kitchen. , the taste should be pretty good."

Tang Chi was suspicious: "You did it?"

"Well," Yan Yuchen said, "I heard people say that you didn't eat much for dinner, because you might be hungry."

"You snatched my chicken legs outright at noon, but now you're afraid that I'll be hungry," Tang Chi laughed, "You learned how to change faces from Sichuan opera?"

Yan Yuchen said displeasedly: "I was angry with you at noon."

Tang Chi raised his eyebrows: "Then don't be angry with me now?"

Yan Yuchen denied, "No."

Tang Chi: "Then why do you still make cookies for me?"

Yan Yuchen lowered his eyelids, and his calm voice was inexplicably childish: "Being angry with you and fearing that you will be hungry are two different things. I don't want to see you hungry."

Tang Chi smiled: "But there is a rule in the training camp that no meals are allowed after eight o'clock. If I eat your biscuits, won't I be punished?"

Yan Yuchen said impatiently: "If you don't tell me, no one will know."

Tang Chi glanced at the bag of very cute biscuits, bent his eyes and said with a smile: "Didn't you hate me before, why did you treat me so well?"

"The past was the past, and the present is the present. Besides," Yan Yuchen glanced at Tang Chi and said solemnly, "You are my wife, if I don't treat you well, who will treat you well?"

Tang Chi was taken aback.

Yan Yuchen continued: "Even if there is no relationship between us, it doesn't matter, I will protect you no matter what happens."

Tang Chi chuckled, and asked curiously, "Don't you think it's a bad thing for you to do this?"

Yan Yuchen said lightly, "I don't think so."

"Then do as you please." After hesitating for a moment, Tang Chi still couldn't help but said, "I know you are angry with me today because I went to the bar with other men, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yuchen interrupted: "You don't need to explain, I will confirm this matter myself, before that, don't mention this again, okay?"

Tang Chi was puzzled: "Why?"

Yan Yuchen's gaze, which he had avoided for a long time, finally met Tang Chi again: "Because I was afraid that I would lose control of myself and lose my temper with you. I just robbed your chicken leg at noon today, so there's no guarantee that I won't do something outrageous tomorrow. After all, once I get sick, I can't control my behavior very much, so if I drag you to the office and take you... then anything is possible."

The more he talked, the more confident Yan Yuchen became.

The corner of Tang Chi's mouth couldn't help twitching: "It turns out that after you fell ill, you still have this strange habit."

"It didn't exist in the first place, but it was just added recently." As soon as Yan Yuchen finished speaking, his cell phone rang suddenly, it was a call from his private doctor.

The main thing was to routinely ask about Yan Yuchen's situation, and the chat was soon over.

When Yan Yuchen came back, Tang Chi had fallen asleep at some point, holding a biscuit in his arms, his face was full of exhaustion.

Yan Yuchen poked the tip of Tang Chi's nose lightly with his finger, and Tang Chi hummed dreamily.

There was a rare surprise in Yan Yuchen's cold eyes. He sat on the floor next to Tang Chi, stared at Tang Chi for a long time, then lowered his head and kissed Tang Chi's fair fingers.

When he picked up Tang Chi and left the practice room, Tang Chi subconsciously rubbed against his arms twice. Yan Yuchen, who was sitting still in his arms, suddenly froze, and his Adam's apple slid up and down thirstily back and forth.

Yan Yuchen gritted his teeth and said, "Hey, don't move."

Tang Chi continued to move, and his movements became more and more uncontrollable. His moist and hot breath hit Yan Yuchen's ears, and the tingling sensation spread throughout his body instantly like an electric current.

Yan Yuchen tried to be fierce and said: "If you move again, I, I will kiss you."

However, before he could take any action, Tang Chi was attracted by the sweet and creamy smell on his body that came from the baking room of the cafeteria.

She Jian brushed against the skin of the neck, and the evil fire that was originally suppressed in the lower abdomen surged up...