I'm Always the Villain

Chiye carefully passed his arms under Sang Jiuchi's armpit, and gently hugged Sang Jiuchi.

The slender and soft body was wrapped in his arms, and the faint scent of mint milk was diffused from Sang Jiuchi's body into his nasal cavity.

Chi Ye took a deep breath, "Senior, you smell so good, what body wash do you use?"

Delicious, not at all like rough guys like them.

Last time the senior was in his arms, because of the illness, he only paid attention to the senior's physical condition.

Now that there is no focus, many things that were not noticed at the time are all exposed.

The senior looks thin, but he doesn't look uncomfortable at all.

Chi Ye secretly squeezed Sang Jiuchi's waist through his clothes.

soft.

Sang Jiuchi raised his head, and looked into the depths of Chiye's pupils with a pair of shallow eyes, with some coldness and arrogance, "Huh? Really? It's a very common kind, bought in the school store."

Sang Jiuchi's "um" draws a long ending sound, lazily like the Persian cat raised by his mother.

Chiye didn't dare to move his hand, but quietly increased his strength.

Sang Jiuchi is 1.8 meters, and he is 1.9 meters.

Sang Jiuchi, who was so tall, was so thin in his arms, and he felt that he could wrap it around with one hand.

Putting his head on Sang Jiuchi's neck without any trace, Chi Ye glanced away and saw Sang Jiuchi's slender neck and obvious collarbone hidden under the white sweater.

On the white and waxy neck like a pudding, not only a few very shallow blue blood vessels can be seen on it, but also a small Adam's apple can be seen.

The small Adam's apple is hidden in the skin, delicate and cute.

Why is the senior so long?Everywhere looks so good.

Thoughts were already running in my mind, and my thoughts flew uncontrollably to yesterday.

Even his is exquisite to the extreme.

It is not hideous and abrupt, just like the polished white jade in an antique shop, the top of the white jade body can still ooze pink, the white is rosy, and it is extraordinarily beautiful.

There were more and more thoughts in my mind, and my heart began to beat uncontrollably.

Senior Sang, who is superior to others, is now curling up in his arms obediently.

And they are still intertwined.

Did he save the world in his previous life?To be able to get the favor of Senior Sang.

One hand intertwined with Sang Jiuchi's fingers, and the other hand tightly wrapped around Sang Jiuchi's waist. Chi Ye buried his head deeply in the senior's neck, sniffing the other's scent greedily.

The only thing he was obsessed with before was dancing, and he only had eyes for dancing.

As long as he came to the dance practice room, if he didn't dance for a minute, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

But now, fuck his dancing, nothing is as important as the senior.

Even if he hugs the senior like this for a day, he won't get tired of it.

In his arms, Sang Jiuchi groaned softly.

Chiye straightened up immediately when he heard the voice, "What's wrong, senior."

Seeing Chiye's cute appearance, Sang Jiuchi wanted to laugh.

He suppressed a smile and said in a low voice, "You are a bit strong. It's a waste of time to just hug like this. Let's take a look at the dance I choreographed."

Chi Ye subconsciously relaxed, and asked, "What do you think?"

Sang Jiuchi pointed to the stands not far away, "There are brackets there. I recorded it in the dormitory yesterday. Let's see what needs to be changed first."

Sang Jiuchi came out of Chiye's arms, his fingers clasped tightly.He took Chiye's hand and led him to the stepped-shaped stands.

"Sit down first." Sang Jiuchi pulled his hand from Chiye's and pointed to the position of the stands.

The warm touch suddenly disappeared, and Chi Ye was a little disappointed.

He sat down obediently, and saw Sang Jiuchi moved a mobile phone holder from the side of the stand.

The dance studio of the University of Arts is quite well-equipped with audio, brackets, and all kinds of equipment.

Putting the phone on the stand, Sang Jiuchi unlocked it with his fingerprint with one hand, clicked into the photo album, and opened the video recorded before going to bed last night.

When the video started to play, Sang Jiuchi sent himself into Chiye's arms again.

The palms stretched back naturally, hooking Chiye's big hand beside him, and interlocking his fingers easily.

Chiye froze suddenly.

The waist was suddenly pressed by something soft, and because the sitting was uncomfortable, Sang Jiuchi even adjusted his sitting posture back and forth.

Chi Ye's face was flushed red, his eyes switched back and forth between madness and forbearance, and in the end it was reason that defeated madness.

He took a deep breath, deliberately ignored the discomfort in his waist, and focused all his attention on the mobile phone in front of him.

The first part of the screen is Chi Ye's actions.

Different from the ferocity of the Chiye dance, Sang Jiuchi had a sense of tragedy of dying for the country during the dance.

Sang Jiuchi is not a power dancer, he has cleverly chosen the style that suits him.

Chi Ye was just watching, when suddenly, the hand hanging by his side was gently lifted by a warm and slender finger.

The strength of that finger was neither light nor heavy, just enough to hook his palm up.

Chi Ye was distracted, and raised his hand following Sang Jiuchi's strength, allowing the other party to put his hand in front of him.

This is not over yet.

Sang Jiuchi's two slender and round fingers gently rolled and ground Chiye's middle finger, and said softly: "When you dance, you can still follow your style. Everyone's interpretation of songs and characters will be different. The sense of movement How is it, do you need to change it?"

Sang Jiuchi let go of his middle finger and played with the tip of his index finger instead.

His voice was casual and shallow, as if he was asking "Have you eaten today?"

Chiye suppressed his restless heart, swallowed hard, and said in a hoarse voice: "There is nothing to change, senior, how do you feel now? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Sang Jiuchi turned around slightly, and embedded himself in Chiye's arms.

With his forehead resting on Chiye's chin, Sang Jiuchi's voice was gentle and gentle, "It's fine, there's no response, I think we can go further."

The pressure on the waist was even heavier, and Chiye suppressed the galloping desire, with a slight tremor in his voice, "Why, how can we go further."

Sang Jiuchi looked up.

A pair of clear and moist eyes suddenly crashed into them, and Chiye's breath was stagnant.

Immediately afterwards, warm lips were printed on his lips.

Chiye convulsed uncontrollably, subconsciously grabbing Sang Jiuchi's hand with both hands, his eyes widened and he let Sang Jiuchi use himself to desensitize the system as he pleased.

Sang Jiuchi had already closed his eyes, that beautiful face was close at hand.

The long eyelashes of crow feathers trembled slightly in the air, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

After a long time, Sang Jiuchi let go of Chi Ye.

Chiye's eyes subconsciously stared at each other's lips.

Ruddy and soft.

Still hanging on the line.

His face was "buzzing" red, and countless pictures flashed in his mind.

Frame by frame, segment by segment.

Like deep-sea torpedoes, the calm sea surface was blown up into sky-high waves.

Chiye's eyes were red, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, "Is this also desensitization?"

Sang Jiuchi coughed lightly, his cheeks turned pink, "Yes, do you think I'm too much?"

Excessive?

He still wants to go too far!

"Of course not," Chiye's throat was a little dry, and he glanced at the air conditioner.

26 degrees, humidification mode.

Even though the temperature and humidity in the room were just right, he felt that it was very hot.

Chiye said cautiously, "Senior is treating illnesses, I know that."

Sang Jiuchi smiled and turned to look at the phone.

In the video, Sang Jiuchi's part of the dance has already started playing.

Chiye wanted to take a serious look at it, but all his energy was taken away by the person in front of him.

How can the people in the picture be as good-looking as real people?

He stared at the video for two seconds, then moved down uncontrollably to Sang Jiuchi.

From his angle, he could only vaguely see half of Sang Jiuchi's face and their interlocking hands.

He held Sang Jiuchi's hand tightly with his own hand, and the two colors of white and wheat collided, making Sang Jiuchi's hand even whiter and slender.

Chiye stared at Sang Jiuchi's hand with burning eyes.

Is this really a boy's hand?

White and soft, like cream on a cake.

Senior Sang, who is usually cold and cold, is now nestling in his arms obediently, as if he can do anything by himself.

Chi Ye was emboldened by fear, and mustered up the courage to imitate Sang Jiuchi just now and squeezed the opponent's fingertips.

The round finger pads are like white pearls one after another, which is too beautiful to be true.

He pinched for a while, seeing that Sang Jiuchi didn't object, he became more courageous.

He bravely turned over Sang Jiuchi's hand, and began to pinch Sang Jiuchi's palm.

The palm of the hand is a little hot and humid, probably sweating.

The palms that were soaked in sweat became softer, and Chi Ye squeezed them while carefully observing Sang Jiuchi's expression.

Sang Jiuchi's eyelashes trembled in the air, like catkins, trembling against the wind.

Suddenly, Sang Jiuchi snorted softly.

Chi Ye nervously stopped what he was doing, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Sang Jiuchi raised his head with a very contented expression, and the pink at the end of his eyes intensified a bit.

"It's nothing, you're comfortable pinching, go on."

Chi Yejue's room became even hotter.

When the video finally came to an end, Sang Jiuchi asked, "How do you feel after watching it?"

Chiye felt a little guilty, "It's pretty good."

It must be good for the senior to dance.

But all his attention just now was diverted away, and he didn't look at things at all.

After a while, Sang Jiuchi spoke softly, with a soft and gentle voice, "Look at it again?"

Chi Ye quickly responded, "Okay!"

He must look good this time!Absolutely don't be distracted!

10 minute later.

Chiye said awkwardly, "Senior, why don't you read it again?"

Sang Jiuchi laughed, "Where did you put your attention?"

Where else can I put it?Isn't it all on you?

Chi Ye didn't dare to tell the truth, so he had to make up an excuse, "I learn the movements very slowly, and I have to watch them several times to see the movements clearly."

Sang Jiuchi smiled, "Okay, then read it a few more times."

Half an hour later, Chiye finally watched the action from beginning to end, "I think it's pretty good, senior, there's nothing to change."

Sang Jiuchi changed his posture in Chiye's arms, "Okay, there's no problem, let's start the row now."

Sang Jiuchi's voice was a bit strange, unlike the usual cold voice, it was soft and had a hot feeling.

Chi Ye nodded obediently, "Okay, senior."

"But before that," Sang Jiuchi took Chiye's hand and put it on his waist, "you have to help me first."

Chiye's face suddenly exploded from the sudden touch. He tremblingly looked down at Sang Jiuchi, and heard Sang Jiuchi softly say, "I'm sick."

It's casual and self-willed, and it's quite natural.

After a long time, Chiye took the towel from Sang Jiuchi.

After wiping his hands, Chi Ye felt dizzy, and his whole body was still in a strange state that he couldn't describe directly.

Sang Jiuchi looked at Chiye with hazy eyes, "Do you want me to help you?"

Chiye was even more dizzy.

He shook his head quickly, "No, no need."

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyebrows, "Can you bear it?"

Chiye gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously, "I can bear it."

Sang Jiuchi smiled, "Good guy."

I don't know which guy the senior is referring to by this good guy.

But looking at Sang Jiuchi's smiling eyes, Chi Ye suddenly felt as if something had shot through his heart.

The senior's eyes are usually cold and indifferent, even if the corner of his mouth smiles occasionally, there is no smile in his eyes.

But now, the senior had a warm smile in his misty eyes.

At that moment, he saw a large area of ​​peach blossoms behind the senior.The peach blossoms are in full bloom, making the senior even more beautiful.

Chi Ye's heart was beating non-stop, as if it was about to pop out of his throat.

The smile in Sang Jiuchi's eyes deepened, and he pointed at Chi Ye's waist, "It seems to be getting worse, can you really bear it?"

Chi Ye picked up the towel and rushed out blushing, "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back."

Half an hour later, Chiye returned to 1103 shyly shaking his body.

Sang Jiuchi was looking at his mobile phone on the chair. When Chiye came in, he checked the time, "Half an hour, how many times has it been so long?"

This kind of question...

Chi Ye blushed and stretched out an index finger, "Once."

Sang Jiuchi raised his voice a little, "That's right, you are indeed a young man."

Chi Ye almost coughed out his lungs.

Sang Jiuchi stood up, "It's already ten o'clock, we've been delayed for a long time, let's start practicing."

Chiye looked at Sang Jiuchi's face, except for the illness just now, the senior is in good condition today, "The symptoms of the senior today seem to be much lighter than yesterday?"

Sang Jiuchi nodded, "I also found out, maybe this is the benefit of systematic desensitization."

Chi Ye suddenly felt full of confidence, "With such a good result in one day, your illness will be cured, senior!"

Sang Jiuchi walked over with slender steps, and naturally grabbed Chiye's hand, "Thank you for your good words."

Chiye's heart that had just calmed down was confused again.

"Let's practice from the first lie, how much do you remember from the movements just now?" Sang Jiuchi let go of Chi Ye's hand and took two steps back.

Chiye went through the video in his mind, "I remember it all."

Sang Jiuchi: "Then start digging out the starting points and details of the two of them?"

Chiye said "hmm", "Okay, senior."

Sang Jiuchi "tsk tsk" twice, "Didn't you mean to call me 'teacher' in private? Why have you been calling me 'senior' since just now?"

Chi Ye blushed.

It's okay to be called "teacher" when I'm practicing dancing now, but it's weird to be called "teacher" just now.

A few seconds later, Chiye followed suit, "Teacher."

Sang Jiuchi nodded in satisfaction, "Then let's begin."

Chiye looked at Sang Jiuchi, his mouth opened to speak.

After a few seconds, he said, "Teacher, why don't you change into your dance clothes first. It's cold outside, and we dance like this. If we sweat a while, we'll be blown by the wind when we go out."

They have been watching videos while systematically desensitizing since they came in in the morning. They are still wearing normal clothes and have not changed into dance clothes at all.

He has a good physique, even if he ran out sweating, he never got sick.But Senior Sang has thin skin and tender flesh, and even his waist is barely enough to hold, so he can't freeze Senior.

Maybe it was only when he realized that he hadn't changed into his dance clothes, Sang Jiuchi picked up his bag and walked to the corner with his back to Chiye.

Chiye didn't know why, just as he was about to speak, he saw Sang Jiuchi crossing his hands and tugging at the hem of the sweater, and immediately propped up his arms.

The sweater and autumn clothes were put together on the back of the chair in the corner, and Sang Jiuchi changed into the dance clothes as if nothing had happened.

The slender body hidden under the sweater came into Chiye's eyes without warning, and Chiye turned around immediately, not daring to look again.

A few minutes later, the sound of footsteps came from far and near, "I'm fine, hurry up."

Chiye tilted his head, and saw that Sang Jiuchi had already changed into his dance clothes.

Sang Jiuchi's dance costume is different from Chi Ye's.

In order to achieve the ultimate perfection of details, Chiye wears a tight-fitting dance suit that can fully express his figure, but Sang Jiuchi wears a slightly loose Chinese-style dance suit.

There is a piece of short water sleeves at the end of the sleeves, walking freely and smoothly, like an exiled fairy only in ancient picture scrolls.

Chi Ye picked up the dance clothes and ran to the door, "I'm going to change, I'll be right back!"