Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

Ah, it's really not a big deal, the relationship between the two of them is already good.Song Ge usually takes good care of himself, and it is not incomprehensible that he would offer to dance together.

Ye Linglan, who was originally full of confidence and thought that she could do whatever she wanted, was a little frightened, after all, this is a really capable dancer, just like a magic mirror, any bad performance around him will be infinitely magnified, What's more, with his ignorant dance without technical content, the senses he gives people are definitely at the level of a clown, right?
But... Actually, it doesn't matter, as the saying goes, green leaves line red flowers, if you can sacrifice yourself to make him more conspicuous, Ye Linglan is also very willing, as long as she can stay by his side, she will be extremely satisfied.

Thinking of this, Ye Linglan nodded, "Okay."

Zhao Yuanhang smiled, got up and sat in another place, and Wen Xingying sat down next to Ye Linglan, "You are right to behave like this, this is not a competition site, it is just a place for entertainment and relaxation, and I just wanted to You can play whatever you want."

Ye Linglan said emotionally: "Yes, but I still have to study hard and strive to make my performance better next time."

"Yes, if you want to learn, just study hard." Wen Xingying patted him on the shoulder, "I still say the same thing, even if you don't learn from your grandfather, he will definitely not let you go, so be mentally prepared."

"..." Ye Linglan really had the urge to cover her face.

The two chatted like this for a while, and one dance song came to an end, and then the next song played, Wen Xingying pulled Ye Linglan's arm, "Let's go."

The two walked onto the dance floor together, and Wen Xingying immediately started dancing to the music. Ye Linglan stretched her arms and kicked beside him, feeling that her movements were uglier than crabs walking.
Moreover, he can obviously feel that the fluidity of his body is not as good as before, as if he was stuck with glue, which is of course because he still has mental obstacles around the male god, and he cannot express himself freely.

But he always felt that if he kept jumping like this, he might overwhelm the male god and become the focus of the audience, and he burst into laughter.

At this time, Wen Xingying stretched out a hand to signal him to hold it, and then held his hand and turned around in a circle.

"..." This seems to be a movement made by girls in the duet dance. It seems that Brother Song has sacrificed quite a lot for him. Next, he will continue to do some movements that require his cooperation. Gradually, Ye Linglan is also a little Keep up with the rhythm.

He found that he couldn't hear anything except music, and he didn't know if there was laughter around him; he couldn't see anything except the boy in front of him and a little light and darkness, and he didn't know if someone was laughing at him. Knowing that I like the feeling of dancing with him, it seems that my body has an excellent baton and knows how to move.

So the passage of time became less obvious, and he didn't even know what gestures he was doing, he just kept doing it, and it became more and more fluid.

There seemed to be a kind of heat rising in his body, rushing straight to his brain, and the blood in his whole body boiled up. It was the first time in a long time that he felt this kind of feeling about one thing.

He even hoped that he could dance like this forever, never stop, maybe only the two of them would be left in the world at the end.

"Wow, Xiaoguang is amazing! Xiaozheng is also very good!"

"..."
An extremely familiar voice came to his ears, and he realized that it was from Jiang Feiyu, and his brain finally woke up.

He glanced around, and it turned out that at some point, many people still focused their attention on them, or rather on the boy who was dancing with him.They whistled and shouted, as if the idol in their hearts had really come before them, Ye Linglan didn't dare to brazenly think that these cheers were for him, after all, no matter what he did, he was still that poor little girl who had no dancing skills at all.

But he doesn't care, he's done dancing on this dance floor, done dancing with him.He feels that as long as these two things are done on this dance floor, it can be assumed that there are no regrets by default, and other things are not important.

At this time, the dance music was coming to an end, which meant that their dance together was coming to an end. Ye Linglan thought it was good. He was really hot and a little tired. This "blind dance" was still a dance anyway. Hard.

Finally, when a piece of music was over, Wen Xingying made a gesture of calling the curtain, and walked down with Ye Linglan amid another burst of applause from the audience.

A certain boy sat slumped on the sofa, as if all the bones in his body were about to melt.

Wen Xingying couldn't help laughing, sat next to him and thumped his arm, "Why, you're so tired just dancing?"

"Yeah..." Ye Linglan really admired how this person could jump down several times.

"It doesn't matter, you just need to practice more, you should learn the basic skills, so that even if you get started, it will be easier to learn any dance in the future."

"Yes……"

"I'll give you a massage when you get back to your room."

"It's... what?" Ye Linglan suddenly realized that she heard a certain word, massage?
"I'll give you a massage." The boy said and patted his shoulder again.

"..." Ye Linglan still couldn't believe it, the majestic male god condescended to give him... a massage?
From then on, Ye Linglan didn't pay much attention to the movement of the dance floor, and only hoped to go back quickly so that that person could give him a massage. Just thinking about it for a moment would make him feel refreshed, and it would make his blood boil even more than dancing ten dances .

But he didn't sit here all the time, he went to the dance floor to dance twice in the rest of the time, and then it was ten o'clock, Zhao Yuanhang stood up and said: "Okay, brothers and sisters, tonight Here we go, good night everyone!"
Many people felt that they were very satisfied, but they didn't have any complaints. Everyone quickly packed up their things and left the ballroom. This is already the daily sleeping time for many people.
But for all the boys in the class, it is just "normal", not today, today they all know that there is one last venue next.

They got on the elevator, but in order not to arouse the suspicion of the girls, they still didn't gather together. They also chose the floor "6", and then walked to the same room together.

Although Ye Linglan is looking forward to something, she also wants to have a chat with the boys, and she also knows that these things that are not convenient for girls to hear must be very...

Zhao Yuanhang greeted everyone at the door. After Ye Linglan entered, she was still sitting with Wen Xingying. Various snacks and drinks were prepared on the coffee table. Soon all the dozen or so boys in the class arrived. Zhao Yuanhang closed the door and smiled. Not to mention how happy it is:

"Haha, I've been looking forward to this moment for a long time!"
"..." Ye Linglan really didn't understand why she was so excited?
At this moment, the boy named Liang Shimo said, "I've always been curious, who do you think is the prettiest girl in our class?"
Ye Linglan once again: "..."
Well, it is absolutely normal for such a question to arise in the boys session. Then those people started a heated debate on who is the "class flower". Ye Linglan, who was nominated, thought about it in her mind, and they seemed to be quite good-looking.

He couldn't help looking at Wen Xingying beside him again, wondering who was the best in his mind, but he didn't hear his speech.

He just sat there and listened, eating something from time to time, with a faint smile on his face all the time, without any excitement or obscenity.

Ye Linglan looked away and started eating too.

He also didn't want to nominate, because the "best-looking" candidate in his mind was not any girl, so there was no need to say it.

But sitting here and listening is also a good way to cultivate friendship with classmates. A boy said that the girls in his class are actually okay. He had a classmate in elementary school who told him that there was another girl in his class who was more beautiful than the current one. The red star is about the same.
So the following discussion expanded from my own class to other classes, and even included the seniors from the second and third grades, and a few more... that even their teachers also brought them over to discuss together.

Even Jiang Feiyu had nominated one or two girls, which made Ye Linglan a little surprised. What was even more surprising was that the focus of the discussion tonight was really on the girls, and none of them made fun of the girl next to her. That's good, otherwise he'd have to lose his temper.
After half an hour like this, Zhao Yuanhang said, it's getting late now, and students who want to leave can go back.
Ye Linglan really felt a little tired, so she asked Wen Xingying, "Shall we go?"

The boy raised his head, and now four boys have stood up and said goodbye to everyone, so he nodded, "Let's go."
So the two also greeted other students and walked to their bedroom.

This day's activities finally came to an end here. Ye Linglan felt very fulfilled and happy. The only regret was that he couldn't participate in a few games due to technical problems, so he had to study hard.
Back in the room, the two went to take a shower one after another. After Ye Linglan came out, she heard the boy say, "Come here for a massage."

Well, in fact, the feeling of fatigue has been relieved a lot now, but Ye Linglan still won't refuse.

He just cleared his throat uncomfortably, "Well, do you need to take off your clothes?"

"Whatever, but it will be better if you take off your clothes."

Ye Linglan took off her nightgown "with dignity", and lay on the bed wearing only a pair of trousers.

At this time, he felt a little drowsy, but he really wanted to feel the massage of the male god, so he held on, and soon felt a very soft hand pressing on his Jianjing point. Gently rubbing.

Ye Linglan felt a little pain, but then it was numb and comfortable. The intertwined feeling of the two made him want to make a sound, but he still resisted it.

He felt that it was not good to fall asleep like this when others worked hard to massage him. After all, he couldn't resist and slowly lost consciousness.

He seemed to have had a dream. Everything in the dream was hazy, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He stood alone in the middle, surrounded by silence. He didn't know when this situation would end.

But not long after, he seemed to hear a... crying?
He didn't know where it came from, because his eyes were still very blurred, but the cry was extremely real, as if it was right next to his ears.

He felt a strange feeling, but at this time everything in front of him seemed to gradually become dim, and even became pitch black. He found that his body should be lying on the bed, and the crying continued, right next to him.

Ye Linglan, who could barely tell whether it was a dream or reality, finally came to her senses. It meant that someone beside her was... crying?