Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

When Jiang Chengli was in college, he did not understand the situation in physical education class and took ballroom dancing. As a result, he was the only boy in the whole class.

Now being led by Ji Xun to dance, Jiang Chengli recalled some memories of the past.

While being brought by Ji Xun, he was thinking about his plan in his mind.

Jiang Chengli thought that after his hard work a few days ago, Ji Xun should have erased the shameful image of drugging in Ji Xun's mind, and it should be time for the next step.

When he was struggling, he accidentally stepped on two wrong steps, but Ji Xun didn't seem to notice, the hand around Jiang Chengli's waist brought him back forcefully, and the dance steps were still steady.

The people around also gradually recognized Ji Xun, deliberately avoiding them to make a large space.

Jiang Chengli raised his head and glanced at Ji Xun's face. His pupils were looking straight ahead, and there was no vision problem at all.

Looking at Ji Xun's thin lips and chin, Jiang Chengli suddenly had an idea and found a suitable method.

He pretended to be unsteady on his feet again, and fell forward with a muffled grunt, but he stopped in time, only to push Ji Xun back to stagger two steps against the pillar.

The two bodies were close to each other, their dresses rubbed against each other, Jiang Chengli's head also leaned forward because of this force, his upper lip barely brushed against Ji Xun's chin, as soft as a feather scratched.

Jiang Chengli pursed his lips to cover up the itching, subconsciously rolled his throat, causing the pure white bow tie below to move slightly.

"Sorry, I'm not very good at dancing women's steps." Jiang Chengli said in a breathy voice, still panting unsteadily after exercising, and his breath brushed Ji Xun's face and ears.

Jiang Chengli's words were lying. In fact, the dance he was forced to dance the most by his female classmates was the female step.

Ji Xun's originally indifferent face froze, but his eyes were scattered but did not fall on Jiang Chengli, but looked straight ahead without even lowering his head.

He stood up straight from the pillar, straightened Jiang Chengli, and said slowly in a somewhat cold voice: "It's okay, this song is not over yet, let's start over."

Afterwards, the bodies of the two seemed to be deliberately alienated by Ji Xun, with a distance of [-] centimeters between them, and there was no physical contact except necessary.

Although they are still dancing now, the atmosphere is much colder than when this episode did not appear just now.

Jiang Chengli guessed that Ji Xun had seen what he was thinking just now, and the meaning of deliberate alienation was clear at a glance.

But he was aroused to be competitive, but no matter how he hinted later, no matter how inadvertently teased, Ji Xun remained indifferent, and even his face became more and more cold.

Now Jiang Chengli was also aroused.

It has been two months since the last time I did it, and Jiang Chengli couldn't believe that Ji Xun was so indifferent to him.

Jiang Chengli gritted his teeth, and taking advantage of Ji Xun's invisible eyes, he used some strength to follow the dance steps to guide Ji Xun to a dark place in the corner, and pushed him against the wall, causing Ji Xun to groan softly.

Sure enough, this time Ji Xun finally reacted, but he frowned slightly, his upper body was lowered by Jiang Chengli and stood straight, as if he was pushed uncomfortable and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Chengli looked left and right, and their position was just blocked by a pillar, as long as they didn't come in this direction on purpose, they wouldn't find it.

Jiang Chengli put his arms around Ji Xun's neck, raised his heels slightly and leaned his head against Ji Xun's neck. Their posture at work now is the same as what happened in the car in Jiang Chengli's fragmentary memory.

He felt that he was like a bandit who seduced and forced good women and men, his heart was beating so fast that his chest hurt a little, and the roots of his ears were very red.

"You still don't understand?" He turned to Ji Xun and raised his head, his eyes widened and the corners of his eyes were red, and Ji Xun's body was pressed against his ear, which seemed to be gnashing his teeth.

Jiang Chengli bit Ji Xun's lip bitterly, so hard that a red mark was formed on his lower lip.