In order to teach Marshal ballroom dancing, Xiao He deliberately adjusted the live broadcast at night to daytime.

Fans are talking about it:

"Is there something important going on tonight?"

"What's the situation, what's the situation? Are you going on a date with the marshal?"

"The one in front, don't. After reading the marshal's statement last time, I just want to say, let us Xiaohe be beautiful!"

In order to protect the dignity of the marshal, Xiao He did not respond directly, but only responded with a few words "I have other arrangements for the evening", and the fans became more imaginative.

Xiao He didn't care about those speculations, and devoted himself to preparing his own teaching.

It's just that he didn't expect that teaching the marshal is not that simple.

It's not because the Marshal is clumsy, but mainly because of him.

To teach, there must be physical contact, but those intimate contacts made Xiao He a little difficult to resist. Holding the Marshal's hands would heat up, and the Marshal's chest would throb violently.

He is always unconditionally moved by the marshal, and those feelings will soon appear on his face, with flustered eyes and red ears.

He hoped that the Marshal could be a little duller and not perceive these things.

Every night after the basic teaching of a few dance steps, Xiao He would immediately run away to the window sill to blow the air, leaving the Marshal to practice alone.

The marshal was not annoyed when he arrived, and he trained seriously.

Xiao He could see the marshal's progress. After three or four days of teaching, the marshal could basically memorize the dance steps.Although I can't keep up with the rhythm and occasionally step on my feet, it is already very good compared to the beginning.

Apart from these improvements, Xiao He also saw the exhaustion of the Marshal, which was getting worse every day.

Xiao He felt it was very strange, he could see the Marshal come out of the small room where he practiced dancing at ten o'clock every night, and went back to the bedroom to get ready to rest.It shouldn't be so tiring, right?

Until one night, when Xiao He got up at night, he heard the extremely low sound of classical music in the garden downstairs.

His intuition told him that the marshal was hiding something from him.

So he ran to his window and looked out.

In the corner of the garden, a small lamp was on, and the clumsy Marshal practiced silently alone with his stiff limbs.

Every beat, every dance step, he has to confirm again and again.

Xiao He felt something was wrong, closed the window, put on a coat, went downstairs, and walked to the garden.

Marshal Worm Wing's injury hasn't healed yet, and he has to practice so intensely, no wonder he's getting more and more tired recently.

He wanted to come himself and tell the Marshal to go back to sleep.

"Xiao He, why are you down?" The marshal turned off the music and walked to Xiao He's side, "It's windy outside, go back to sleep."

"Qing Ye, do you secretly practice here every night?"

"Hmm." Facts speak louder than words, and the Marshal couldn't deny it.

"How long do you want to practice?" It was already two or three o'clock in the evening when Xiao He got up.

The Marshal said nothing.

To be honest, he didn't know what time it was.

He only knew that he had to memorize the dance steps Xiao He gave him every day.

"Qing Ye, you don't have to work so hard. It won't be good if you lose your health." Xiao He looked at him, "Even if you make a fool of yourself, I will accompany you."

"Xiao He, I'm fine." The marshal looked at him persistently, "I hope to be a dance partner worthy of you, that's why I practiced more, I don't want to embarrass you.

"You go back first."

Xiao He sighed.

After getting along with the marshal, he knew that the marshal had always been desperately trying to be strong.

If something is identified, the marshal will try his best to get it, no matter how hard he tries to persuade him, he will not be able to persuade him.

Instead of continuing to persuade, it is better to help him complete this matter.

"In this case, I'll dance with you and correct it together. This way, hurry up." Xiao He walked to the side of the Marshal and made a gesture of ballroom dancing, "Come on?"

The marshal really wanted to refuse, but before he could speak, Xiao He had already held him with one hand, and put the other on his back.

The music sounded, blocking the marshal's words.

Xiao He guided the marshal to repeat one movement after another taught in the evening.

But when it came to a certain difficult dance step, due to the dim light, the marshal couldn't see his own steps clearly, so he accidentally stepped on Xiao He's foot.

The garden is inherently a bit bumpy and the floor is uneven.

This mistake caused the marshal's center of gravity to become unbalanced. Not only did he fall to the floor, but he also pulled Xiao He into his arms.

All this happened very quickly, Xiao He only felt that he lost his balance and fell into his strong chest.

Then, he heard the marshal's heartbeat——

The heartbeat was chaotic, passionate and violent.

It's an undeniable affection.

Xiao He quickly stood up, but met the marshal's longing eyes.

"Cough." The marshal avoided Xiao He's eyes, and he said softly, "You go back first, the light here is not good, I'm a poor student, I'm afraid there will be another accident."

Xiao He saw that the Marshal's calm cheeks were blushing.

Xiao He panicked.

It turned out that it wasn't just him dancing that made his heart flutter, the marshal was the same as him, when he touched him, his heart beat faster and his head became unconscious.

"Ah." Xiao He felt that he was already on fire, he quickly got up from the Marshal, and looked into the distance, "Uh, you continue to practice. I'll watch from the side and stay with you for a while."

After Xiao He left him, the marshal felt very complicated.

The more Xiao He treats him so kindly, the more he regrets those stupid words back then.

If he could recognize his own intentions earlier, if he could be braver, wouldn't they be worms now...

Wait a minute, what is he thinking.

The cold wind blows at night, but the marshal only feels hot and dry.

Those contacts just now have completely broken his defense line, and he is almost unable to control himself.

He longed for Xiao He's touch, longed for more emotions.

He felt that going on like this was not an option, so he walked to Xiao He's side, and hugged Xiao He——

"I don't need you to accompany me, take you back to sleep."

The marshal had great strength, Xiao He couldn't struggle at all, and finally had to be carried back to his bed by the marshal.

The marshal also left a sentence, "Don't worry about my practice, if you want to worry about me, I will kiss you."

Xiao He was quite frightened by these words.

The marshal also felt that his brain must have been burnt out to say this.

But these words really worked, Xiao He slept peacefully for the next few days.

……

Soon it was the day of the dance, and the Marshal specially took the day off to make final preparations with Xiao He.

In fact, he still couldn't catch the beat and always made mistakes, but Xiao He kept encouraging him when he was teaching, "I think it's great, take it easy, don't be so stiff.

"At the ball, I will lead you, and even if you make a mistake, I will lead you. Take it easy, okay?"

The marshal still felt that it was not enough, and he was working hard to make the last attempt.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Ye, who came to pick them up for the dance, arrived, and the marshal came out of the dance practice state to change into the dress for the dance.

He was halfway there when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Chen Ye? Wait a little longer, I'll be fine soon." The marshal was buttoning up the last bow tie, checking whether his attire was appropriate.

The heavy responsibilities he undertakes today are not limited to ballroom dancing, he also has to prepare a heart-to-heart confession, so he dare not be sloppy.

"it's me."

Xiao He's voice came.

The marshal was taken aback.

Then came irrepressible joy.

He immediately left the mirror, ran to open the door, and asked Xiao He, "What's wrong?"

Xiao He stood at the door and took out a box.

The Marshal was very familiar with that box, it was exactly the same as the box he used for the sapphire earrings he gave to Xiao He.

"Are you going to give it back to me?"

The marshal felt very bad, he was already thinking about what he did wrong recently, and what made Xiao He unhappy.

"No, this is for you." Xiao He opened the box, and the sapphire earrings lay quietly inside, "It suits you very well, I bought it secretly before you gave me a gift down, but there has been no chance for you.

"I think you could use it at the dance tonight."

The marshal didn't quite understand.

What Xiao He meant was that although this was the same style as that earring, he bought this one?

"Marshal, please accept it. Wear it and have a look?" Xiao He took the Marshal's hand and stuffed the box into his hand, "It must be very beautiful."

The marshal was dazzled by the sudden palm contact, he couldn't react to Xiao He's meaning at all.

Is this expressing goodwill, or expressing rejection?

Is it a good impression?

The marshal put on the stud earrings in a dazed state. The sapphire earrings set off the marshal's eyes even more beautifully, like an endless sea.

He packed up his dress and came out, and saw Xiao He also put on his clothes. It was a blue and black suit, which looked noble and elegant.

The marshal felt a little dazed.

Xiao He is no longer the same as before. At that time, Xiao He wore an expensive suit with a decadent feeling, but now Xiao He is full of vigor, like a born nobleman.

In the past few years, Xiao He has been growing.

But there are also many things that have not changed, such as Xiao He's kindness and gentleness, Xiao He's politeness and respect.

Those things were engraved in Xiao He's bones.

He always felt that perhaps from the first moment he saw Xiao He, he had been fascinated by this F-rank male.

It's just that those obsessions were covered under his fear and never saw the light of day.

He walked up to Xiao He, looked at the man who was almost as tall as him, and extended an invitation, "Shall we go?"

"it is good."

……

When they arrived, many social elites had already attended the ball.

Those elites also seemed very surprised that the Marshal who had never attended the ball would actually attend, and he was there with Xiao He.

They talked a lot, discussing the matter of Marshal and Xiao He.

The Prime Minister saw them too.

He took the initiative to walk in front of Marshal and Xiao He, and patted their shoulders, "Fang Qingye, Xiao He, long time no see."

Xiao He returned a smile, "Prime Minister, long time no see. The last incident troubled you. If it wasn't for you, I guess it would be very difficult to solve."

In order to deal with the marshal's male father, Xiao He went to the prime minister on purpose.

To be honest, these big families are more or less irregular. He just searched easily and found out that the Fang family had been defrauding relief funds all along.

What can be blatantly let him discover is definitely not a secret.

Obviously the government is turning a blind eye to this.

It's not enough for him to threaten with these things.

He had to find someone with absolute authority.

So he found the backer of the prime minister and made a deal.

"It's all right. Your contribution to the empire is more than that. We lack powerful mental power data. The last time we got these data was 1000 years ago."

The prime minister was very friendly, "What's more, when I see Qing Ye, it's like seeing my own female son, and I don't want him to be wronged."

The marshal can understand some things by the side, but there are still some things that belong to his blind spot.

He didn't want to ask too much and annoy Xiao He, so he didn't say anything.

After all, Xiao He did all this for him, and he knew it.

He is not qualified to ask.

The prime minister chatted with them for a while before leaving, because the dance was about to start, "Okay, let's talk about this first. I invite you to come tonight, and I hope you can communicate more.

"I can see what happened to you young people. But many things can pass, and everything is not static. You can be brave, believe in each other's changes, and embrace a new future."

Xiao He watched the Prime Minister leave, and knew in his heart that these words were said to him by the Prime Minister.

change.

The marshal is indeed changing. In the past six months, the marshal has been showing his care and love.

Is it just that he has the courage to do it again with Marshal?

While he was thinking, the ball began.

The melodious music sounded, and Xiao He knew that it was time for him to enter the arena with the marshal.

He looked at the Marshal, and saw some kind of anxiety in his calm eyes.

Xiao He knew that he should show something, he bent down, and stretched out his hand, "Fang Qingye, can I invite you to dance?"

The marshal looked at the faint white mark on that hand, and knew that it was the mark left by wearing the wedding ring for a long time.

At this moment, he hoped that his ring would appear on his ring finger again, and he would never take it off again.

He touched the gift in his pocket, nodded towards Xiao He, held Xiao He's hand, and walked to the dance floor together.

"Marshal, don't be nervous." Xiao He leaned against the Marshal, "Take a deep breath, I'm by your side."

The marshal met Xiao He's gentle eyes.

He felt that at this moment he could no longer see the crowd around him, only Xiao He was in his eyes.

Xiao He always gave him direction and guidance in this way.

From the past to the present, as always.

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