I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

Chun Leshui's trouser legs were gently rolled up by Chu Lin. Because of practicing dancing all the year round, his bones are covered with powerful and beautiful muscles, and then wrapped in jade-like skin, the legs are smooth and smooth. beautiful.

He is also very white, the kind of white that can be seen at a glance in such a dim environment.

The person in the booth next door glanced over inadvertently, and whistled slightly teasingly.

Chu Lin raised his head and glanced at the next door calmly, turned his head to see Chun Leshui bowing his head uncomfortably, and comforted him softly: "It's okay."

Chun Leshui's cheeks were slightly red, of course it was not from fear or shyness, but from being touched by Chu Lin.

The soft fingertips lightly pressed from Chun Leshui's tibia all the way to the calcaneus. His fingertips seemed to carry electric current, and the numbness spread to all the limbs through the subcutaneous nerve endings.

Flexibility is one of the basic physical conditions that classical dancers must possess.

Chu Lin gave Chun Leshui the feeling that it was soft, everywhere was soft, like water, even the fingertips seemed soft as if they had no bones.

He nodded very lightly, his eyes lowered, and he did not look up.

After all, if he raises his eyes, the excited light in his eyes will make people set OOC on the spot.

Chu Lin gently pressed his wound and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." As if afraid that Chu Lin would not believe it, Chun Leshui shook his feet while saying that.

Originally, he was only sprained, not particularly serious, and only the right foot suffered a little pain when it was stressed for a long time.

But he is not good at anything else, but he is very tolerant. After all, Song Hanzhang, a scumbag, he can bear him for two years. This little pain is nothing to him.

Everywhere he moved was childish, Chu Lin smiled lightly and patted his leg.

There was no effort, and there was a soft sound, which instead showed the intimacy between the two.

"It's fine." Chu Lin said.

Chun Leshui laughed, satisfied with Chu Lin's concern, his whole body seemed to be floating on the water, that was called a rippling.

[You can wave a little more. ] The system can't stand it anymore.

The system always poured cold water on Chun Leshui when he was in a good mood. Chun Leshui rolled his eyes in his heart, reluctantly withdrew his reluctant gaze on Chu Lin, and casually glanced at the booth next to him.

The table behind him was next to the wall, and most of the light was cut off by the wall. The people sitting opposite were blocked by shadows from the neck up, and the body was cut into light and dark by light and shadow.

The button of the other party's suit jacket is undone, and the shirt inside is piled up in a slightly messy fold on the abdomen. The collar button is unbuttoned, and the tie hangs loosely around the neck. The hand in the dark rests on the backrest, and the other Putting it on her knees, with the sleeves tucked up, revealing the expensive wrist watch on the wrist, the veins on the back of the hand are slightly protruding, and the slender fingers are holding the wine glass.

The wine glass is slightly tilted, and the liquid inside must not be poured.

I couldn't see the face clearly, but it didn't prevent Chun Leshui from drooling at this flesh/body exuding male hormones.

Chun Leshui admits that he is an LSP, and his greatest pleasure is watching men and admiring all kinds of beautiful men.

He also wanted to take another look. Chu Lin had already put his feet off his legs, and his back was slightly bent, obviously planning to help him put on his shoes.

There is also a younger brother in Chu Lin's family. He has been clinging to him since he was a child, even more clingy than Chun Leshui. When he was a child, he had to take care of each other's daily life. He didn't think it was a big problem to help Chun Leshui put on shoes.

The attributes of other people/wife are full, it is simply a direct poke at Chun Leshui xp.

Chun Leshui's favorite thing to do is to act like a baby in front of Chu Lin and cry about what she can't ask for from Song Hanzhang, in exchange for Chu Lin's affection for her.

But in his heart, Chu Lin is an angel, his favorite in a forest that can only be seen but not touched, it is too late to take care of him and love him, how can he be willing to let his favorite wear shoes for him!

Chun Leshui didn't have time to care about the man behind him who couldn't even see his face, turned his head and quickly stuffed his feet into the shoes, hooked the heels of the shoes with his index finger and kicked them, not giving Chu Lin a chance to do anything.

He complained softly: "Brother Shi, don't keep treating me like a child."

Chu Lin smiled and moved his hand away: "Children still know how to walk and look at the road. I don't think you can even compare with children. Fortunately, the injury is not serious, and it will not delay your selection of the role of "Mountain Ghost."

"Mountain Ghost" is a classical dance drama created by the National Song and Dance Theater based on the inspiration of the Mountain Ghost Chapter in "The Songs of Chu Nine Songs". After a while, it will go to the Shencheng Song and Dance Theater to select dancers. A graduate student in the classical dance department of a dance school, and Chu Lin worked in the Shencheng Song and Dance Theater after graduating from school.

The two will participate in the selection of dancers for the drama "Mountain Ghost" together.

"I don't know if I can be selected for the group dance." Chun Leshui looked at Chu Lin with her chin up, with admiration in her eyes, "But I'm sure, senior brother, you will definitely get the role of Shan Gui."

"You are good at everything, but you are too unconfident." Chu Lin said helplessly, "You are no worse than me."

Chun Leshui smiled.

What Chu Lin said is indeed the truth. Chun Leshui danced from elementary school and was admitted to Shenwu at the age of 16. He has participated in two youth dance competitions and won the gold medal "Jianjia Cup". It is indeed no worse than anyone else.

But those honors were before marrying Song Hanzhang.

After getting married, he devoted himself to Song Hanzhang, and wasted too much energy. Later, because of Song Hanzhang's casual remark that he didn't like it, he completely gave up dancing and wholeheartedly became a canary that could never wait for his partner to return home.It was Chun Leshui who couldn't see it after crossing over, and went to take Shen Wu's postgraduate entrance examination again.

Chun Leshui looked down at the wine glass on the table, and drew circles with her fingertips along the mouth of the glass. After a long while, she seemed to answer Chu Lin's words. The voice was slightly low, but it was just enough for Chu Lin to hear: " But...he doesn't like me dancing."

It is self-evident who this "he" refers to.

Chu Lin's expression became a little colder, and Chun Leshui hid his depression and forced a smile: "Don't talk about this."

He raised his wine glass to Chu Lin: "I wish my brother a successful start!"

Chu Lin knew that Chun Leshui had loved someone for many years, and married him for some reason, but...

In fact, Chun Leshui didn't show too much fragility in front of him, and he even rarely told Chu Lin what happened to him in that relationship. Find a topic in an instant.

He has always been sunny and cheerful in front of Chu Lin, that's what makes Chu Lin feel more distressed.

He regards Chun Leshui as his younger brother, so of course he doesn't want to see his younger brother suffer any grievances.

Chu Lin actually mentioned it once before, suggesting that he leave Song Hanzhang, but at that time he just said such a sentence, Chun Leshui's eyes turned red immediately, and he choked up and said, Senior Brother, you don't understand, I can't do without him.

After that, Chu Linna never said anything similar.

He didn't know how to comfort Chun Leshui, so he could only raise his hand to gently rub the top of his head, and lightly clinked the wine glass with him: "As long as Xiaochun thinks, you can definitely get any role you want, you have this strength."

Chu Lin's expression was serious, and there was light in his eyes, which made Chun Leshui slightly distracted.

It's strange to say that in the past two years of acting as Jianshou, Chun Leshui occasionally felt the remaining emotions of Jianshou in this body.

Obviously according to the information given by the system, Song Hanzhang is the person he loves the most and has the deepest obsession in this world, but when facing Song Hanzhang, Chun Leshui never once felt this kind of love that does not belong to him. Mood swings.But at this moment, facing Chu Lin, he could clearly feel a throbbing in his heart.

Not because of love, but yearning.

He aspires to be a firm, gentle and strong person like Chu Lin.

This occasionally made Chun Leshui a little confused about what the original owner was thinking.

But this does not prevent him from enjoying Chu Lin's tenderness and consideration.

The two chatted one after another, and Chun Leshui couldn't take his eyes off Chu Lin's face at all.

【How can there be such a perfect man as Chu Lin in the world? 】

[It's okay to be good-looking, with a good personality, a nice voice, a good figure...and very soft...]

[It's simply perfect, isn't this the creator's preference?right? 】

【Why are the eyelashes so charming? 】

……

The booth next door.

Song Hanzhang's face, who was back to back with the two of them, could no longer be described as ugly.

A burst of blue, a white, a red, a black, it is colorful, very exciting.

He could faintly see his hand holding the wine glass trembling slightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, making it impossible to doubt that the fragile glass wine glass would shatter into pieces in his palm in the next second.

Song Hanzhang had four big characters written all over his body, "Those who get close will die". The low air pressure emanating from his body made even Jian Wen consciously shut up.

Jian Wen knew that Song Hanzhang hated Chun Leshui extremely, although in his opinion it was not necessary at all.

Although Chun Leshui tried some tricks to keep Song Hanzhang by his side at the beginning, Song Hanzhang was originally a butterfly lingering in the flowers, and marriage to him is simply a piece of paper. What can restrain him?

Besides, Chun Leshui is good-looking, and he loves him so much, if it's Jian Wen, just looking at Chun Leshui's face, he wished that the person who was drugged was himself.

After all, if he gets tired of eating the dishes with different flavors outside, there will always be a dish at home that is full of color, flavor and flavor waiting for him to go back to taste, what is that a bad thing?

And the picture of two beauties sitting together can really be described as pleasing to the eye.

Jian Wen played with the wine glass, his playful eyes rested on the face of the long-haired man who was talking to Chun Leshui.

As for Chun Leshui, he has no chance, but Chun Leshui's friends... are not bad.

Jian Wen thought that Song Hanzhang's anger at the moment was only due to the appearance of Chun Leshui, but he didn't know that after Chun Leshui threw himself into Chu Lin's arms, the voice in his ear didn't stop.

He even heard Chun Leshui praise Jian Wen's figure.

Does Chun Leshui have clairvoyant eyes or something? Jian Wen can see his pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles in his clothes. His uncle said he was numb with his abdominal muscles, and he was 18cm and said he had embroidery needles? ? ?

Eyes don't donate to those in need with suggestions!

Fuck!

What else to say in the end, Jian Wen seems to be more capable than him? ? ?

Song Hanzhang was so angry that his eyes turned white. If he hadn't tried his best to endure, he would have rushed out to fight Chun Leshui on the spot.

From Song Hanzhang's adulthood to the present, he has changed countless bed partners, which one is not drunk under him?

How many times has Chun Leshui been with him, and he scolds him every day in his heart?

Song Hanzhang was so angry that his brain hurt, and he felt that his concussion was about to recur, and he didn't listen to a word of the later compliments on Chu Lin.

He wants to let Chun Leshui see if he can do it!

He gritted his teeth and took out his cell phone, only feeling his head buzzing while typing.

Ding-dong-

Chun Leshui's cell phone on the table rang.