Perfection

Back inside the house, Lu Jinlang went up to the second floor and entered the piano room just now.When Wen Jianing followed, he saw Lu Jinlang sitting next to the piano.

Lu Jinlang rested his fingers lightly on the keys, and the notes slowly flowed out from his fingertips.Wen Jianing could tell that he had learned to play the piano, maybe he wasn't that professional, and the rhythm was not very good, but the whole piece was still smooth.

Lu Jinlang has too many things that Wen Jianing doesn't understand.

What he was playing at this time was the song that the two of them were about to sing together in the next game. After the prelude was over, Lu Jinlang still sang softly along with the sound of the piano.

He sang intermittently, because he couldn't keep his attention from the keyboard and playing the piano completely, so he was distracted a lot.Lu Jinlang's voice is deep and magnetic. Although his singing skills are average, but because of his nice voice, this song naturally has a bit more flavor when he sings it.

Wen Jianing sat on the sofa, quietly listening to Lu Jinlang sing.

In fact, this kind of atmosphere is very delicate. He feels that if he is a woman, he probably really cannot resist Lu Jinlang like this. In other words, if he is not the 34-year-old Wen Jianing this year, but the 20-year-old Ke Xinhang, say Might as well leave everything behind.

But he is not at that age after all, he will not fall into a relationship easily, and he also believes that Lu Jinlang is not, so how tender this moment is, how hurtful it will be once the freshness wears off and interest fades in the future.

Coupled with his physical defects, he has to be careful all the time.

After Lu Jinlang sang a song, he asked him, "You really didn't express it at all?"

Wen Jianing said: "I can afford it, and you don't care too much."

Lu Jinlang smiled and asked, "What can you afford? A kiss?"

Wen Jianing's silence was an acquiescence.

Lu Jinlang waved to him, "Come on, talking is better than nothing."

Wen Jianing then stood up, walked to Lu Jinlang's side, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips, and left when Lu Jinlang was about to deepen the kiss.

Lu Jinlang was not angry either, he sat on the piano bench and looked at him, saying, "It's getting late, go and rest."

When Wen Jianing stood in front of the guest room door and was about to close it, Lu Jinlang kissed his lips again and said, "Good night."

Wen Jianing smiled and said, "Good night."

The moment the door was closed, Wen Jianing suddenly found that he felt very natural about the kiss just now, as if the two of them should get along like that.He couldn't help shaking his head with a smile, reminding himself not to be boiled to death by Lu Jinlang's warm boiled frog.

The next morning, Lu Jinlang still asked Lu Yun'an to send Wen Jianing back, but this time they separated, and the two of them didn't meet until the day before the competition when they started dancing rehearsals.

The part of dancing with Wen Jianing has been rehearsed many times before. Today is mainly rehearsing the part of Lu Jinlang, and Wen Jianing is walking by the side.

Lu Jinlang is not good at dancing, but he is very capable of physical expression. The dance teacher asked him to make a handsome move of pushing the backup dancer away, and he could really do it with full grace.

One of the movements was that the sexy dancer leaned against his chest, raised his head and reached out to touch his face, and one of his hands was going to slide along the dancer's chin to his chest.

After Lu Jinlang made it, the dance teacher blew a whistle and shouted praise.

Then the backup dancer slowly let go of Lu Jinlang's hand, and walked towards Wen Jianing, she hugged Wen Jianing's shoulders, Wen Jianing put one arm around her waist, and lifted her leg with the other hand, then A leg hooked Wen Jianing's waist, and the two of them pressed close together.

At this time, the dance teacher shouted loudly: "Xin Hang, move more naturally!"

It turned out that Wen Jianing was deliberately avoiding the two of them getting too close to each other. He couldn't help but bend slightly to prevent his lower body from touching the female dancer.

The dance teacher came over, he was very satisfied with Wen Jianing's previous performance, the only thing was that this movement felt that the other party was too restrained.He personally demonstrated it to Wen Jianing, his body was close to the female dancer, and said to Wen Jianing: "See? Be natural, don't be shy!"

Wen Jianing is not shy, he just cares about his body.

At this time, he turned his head and glanced at Lu Jinlang. Lu Jinlang was drinking water, and noticed that he was looking at him, so he looked at him too, with a smile in his eyes.

In the end, Wen Jianing also failed to overcome the psychological barrier. The dance teacher felt that the movement was really unattractive, so he changed the movement and did not force him.

After the rehearsal was over, Lu Jinlang said to Wen Jianing on the way to the lounge, "Let's have dinner together later."

Wen Jianing agreed.

He was covered in sweat. Seeing that there was no one in the bathroom at this time, he went to take a shower first. After coming out, he changed his clothes and sat in the dressing room to wait for Lu Jinlang's call, but he didn't wait for almost half an hour.

Wen Jianing suddenly wondered if Lu Jinlang just said it casually, and he had completely forgotten about asking him to have dinner, and left by himself.

He stood up and packed his things, decided not to wait here anymore, picked up his bag and walked towards Lu Jinlang's lounge.

When they got closer, they saw Lu Jinlang's manager Song Dong and Xu Rujing's manager Zhou Yali standing in the corridor talking.

Song Dong was dancing, talking and laughing while smoking a cigarette. Suddenly he saw Zhou Yali turning his head to look this way, so he followed suit.

The moment he saw Wen Jianing, Song Dong's face was not so good-looking, and he asked in a cold voice: "Who are you looking for?"

Wen Jianing knew Song Dong's personality. At best, he would read his words and demeanor. At worst, he would look down on others. He didn't get angry with him, so he stopped and asked, "Is Mr. Lu there?"

Song Dong said: "What's the matter with you?"

Wen Jianing just said: "Mr. Lu knows, is he in the lounge?"

Zhou Yali stood by, as if watching a joke.

Song Dong felt that he couldn't just be bluffed by a brat from the other party with just one word, and he insisted on helping Lu Jinlang check it out today, so he asked, "What does Mr. Lu know? Do you know how many things Mr. Lu has in a day?" How can he remember what happened to you?"

"What's the noise?" Xu Rujing opened the door of her own lounge next to her.

Today, these judges joined the rehearsal on the TV station, and even the mysterious guest seemed to have arrived, but Wen Jianing didn't see who it was.

When Xu Rujing saw Wen Jianing, she smiled kindly and said, "Xiao Ke, what's the matter?"

Wen Jianing was naturally more polite to Xu Rujing, and said, "I'm looking for Mr. Lu."

Xu Rujing knew that Lu Jinlang was not normal to Wen Jianing, so she said to Song Dong, "Say to Jinlang, his little friend has come to look for him."

Song Dong couldn't refute Xu Rujing, so he knocked on the door of Lu Jinlang's lounge with reluctance.

Lu Jinlang said, "Please come in."

Song Dong opened the door and told Lu Jinlang that the player named Ke Xinhang wanted to see him.

Lu Jinlang said, "Let him in."

That's why Song Dong let Wen Jianing in. He wanted to follow in, but was stopped by Lu Jinlang with a look.

Song Dong closed the door, saw Zhou Liya went into Xu Rujing's lounge next door, and then closed the door, knowing that the two of them were definitely going to discuss Lu Jinlang and the others, and immediately felt uncomfortable.

Wen Jianing went into Lu Jinlang's lounge and saw him on the phone.

Lu Jinlang asked Wen Jianing to sit on the sofa and wait for him, and then he hung up the phone after making a phone call for a while, then sat down beside the sofa and asked, "What's going on today?"

Wen Jianing didn't answer.

Lu Jinlang suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand on his knee, turned it over and looked at it, only then did he realize that Wen Jianing's hand was white and slender, with round nails and delicate skin.To be honest, if it weren't for the long fingers, it would look more like a woman's hand.

Wen Jianing didn't know what Lu Jinlang was thinking, he just watched him carefully look at his hands, so he couldn't help but curled his fingers and said, "It's nothing."

"Don't like women?" Lu Jinlang asked according to his own understanding.

Wen Jianing glanced at him and said, "I don't like men either."

Lu Jinlang smiled, "Then you still kiss me?"

Wen Jianing originally wanted to say that I still kissed my dog, but when he got to the point of speaking, he thought why offend Lu Jinlang, so he didn't say it.

Lu Jinlang suddenly exerted some strength on the hand holding him, and pulled him up, sitting on his lap.

Wen Jianing immediately wanted to stand up, but Lu Jinlang was very strong, and struggling in this posture would embarrass both of them. He struggled for a while and was hugged by Lu Jinlang's arm around his waist, so he didn't exert any more strength. He just panted slightly and said, "Mr. Lu, are you going to play hooligans in public?"

Lu Jinlang squeezed his chin with one hand, turned his face around, and asked, "Do you want to scream?"

Wen Jianing glanced at him from the sidelines, he really didn't know how angry he was.

Lu Jinlang's hand holding his chin suddenly changed to stroking, and he said, "Your chin is smooth to the touch, like a woman."

Wen Jianing's face suddenly changed a little, he turned his face away forcefully, and broke away from Lu Jinlang's hand,

At this moment, Lu Jinlang stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it down, and at the same time jokingly said, "Is she really a woman?"

Wen Jianing exhausted all his strength this time, broke free from Lu Jinlang, then took two steps back in a panic, tripped over the coffee table next to the sofa, and at the same time the teacup on the side of the coffee table fell, and all the tea was spilled on him.