Quick wear, the beautiful and soft female supporting role's charming road

Jing Feicui suspected that Ning Jiaoyan had done this on purpose, but she had no evidence. Seeing Ning Jiaoyan's sincere face, she was unwilling to believe that she had shot herself in the foot.

Looking at the sky, Jing Luming should have gotten in the car and left long ago.

Now that the hero is gone, she, the "souvenir" who has been following him around, will be happy for a while. First of all, she eats our teacher Lin, who is as reserved as the bright moon and the gentle breeze...

It just so happened that the school held a party to celebrate their graduation, and it was held jointly with the boys' school next door.

After all, they are the two best schools in the city. Although they are not luxurious, they are gorgeous and exquisite.

Everyone was a young girl and boy of the flowery age, walking around in beautiful dresses, as if they had walked into a flower garden, the room full of fragrance and vitality.

The aroma of wine and desserts made her nostrils twitch involuntarily. She glanced around and her eyes lit up when she saw the target.

He also saw her, a hint of surprise flashed across his dark eyes, and then he avoided her gaze and turned his face away.

Teacher Lin is too shy. It's just a static painting.

He was dressed very differently today, in a grey suit. It didn't look fancy, but the fabric was soft. He had a hanger-like figure, and everything he wore looked so elegant. He was truly a beautiful man, as graceful as an orchid and a jade tree. His shy, evasive glances dispelled all her low mood.

Lin Qinghe is still cuter.

Compared to the other girls, her outfit wasn't particularly eye-catching. In fact, it could be described as simple and plain. Standing in the dim light, it could be overlooked if one didn't look closely.

However, Teacher Lin saw her at a glance.

At this time, the girls at the dance are waiting for the boys they like to invite them. Although I don’t really agree with it, you can still take advantage of it.

"Teacher Lin, the dance is about to begin. What should I do if I'm worried no one will invite me?"

Lin Qinghe was very popular with women, and this included not only students. She had also found a gap to come over. She didn't speak to him directly, but had her back to him. He might like this feeling in the mist.

"Teacher Lin is so popular. I'm almost jealous."

The little girl's complaining voice made his ears numb slightly. Lin Qinghe glanced around guiltily and whispered, "I don't dance with students. Besides, I'm not a good dancer."

Refused?

Ning Jiaoyan turned around and said, "You rejected me? You want to watch me dance with other men, and you won't be jealous? Anyway, I get jealous when I see those girls looking for you."

Lin Qinghe looked at her helplessly and tenderly. The little girl was really passionate about feelings. How could she say such words? What would happen if others heard them?

"... Ning."

Ning Jiaoyan immediately became unhappy when she saw him like this. "I'm about to graduate, why are you still not willing? I like you very much now, but if you still want to reject me, I will have to think about whether I still like you."

Lin Qinghe sighed when he heard this, he still had the mentality of a child.

"Don't be like this, okay? I'll come find you after the dance."

Finally, I gave in.

When the girl heard him say this, although she was still a little unhappy, her eyes immediately became sparkling, which softened his heart. Although her clothes today were not eye-catching, once the light swept over her, her dazzling color could no longer be concealed.

The beige long skirt outlines the girl's beautiful curves, revealing her pale calves and ankles. She moves gracefully and charmingly, truly a stunning beauty.

Lin Qinghe's heart suddenly felt a little dark, and he clenched the wine glass in his hand. When he realized what was happening, he loosened his grip and placed the glass on the table. His eyes once again focused on the girl not far away. The girl smiled brightly at him, and he also smiled knowingly.

Ning Jiaoyan sighed as she turned around, Teacher Lin... I'm looking forward to seeing you after the dance. Even if she asks other boys to dance with her, he shouldn't feel uncomfortable.

But she just wanted him to be jealous, so that he would realize what he had just rejected after he became jealous.

Jing Feicui had just seen Ning Jiaoyan and Teacher Lin together. She had asked Teacher Lin to dance with her, but she had been flatly rejected. Could it be that Ning Jiaoyan also wanted to dance with Teacher Lin... Shameless, considering she was already her eldest brother's fiancée.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't seem to have that intention. They just talked for a while, and after they separated, Teacher Lin kept looking at Ning Jiaoyan.

What are you looking at?!

Jing Feicui tightened her grip, attracting the attention of a man beside her. "What's wrong? Feicui looks so beautiful today, she's sure to steal the show. Don't be nervous."

Jing Feicui looked at the man beside her from the side and smiled shyly, "I'm not nervous. Thank you for agreeing to come with me. You look very handsome today too."

Jiang Yuzhou looked at her with satisfaction and reached out to touch her hair. "Really? I'm really happy to hear you praise me like this."

The man's magnetic and pleasant voice reached her ears, and Jing Feicui felt her heart beating rapidly, like a few deer hitting her heart. "... Don't try to fool me, I don't believe it."

The man laughed out loud. Jing Feicui looked up at him, feeling a sweet sensation in her heart. She had made the right decision to have him accompany her today. Mr. Jiang was not only handsome, but also humorous and generous. He was not as bad as Ning Jiaoyan said. She was right not to believe her.

In fact, this scene was seen by the other three people.

Xu Muzhen: "The second brother is really amazing. How many times has this happened this month? This arrogant young lady has given him a lot of trouble. I thought he was going to be defeated. I didn't expect that no innocent girl could escape the clutches of the second brother's charm."

"Looks like he's almost got her. It won't be long before the little girl's heart is broken. The second one is such a jerk."

The tone was light, and no sincere condemnation could be heard in it.

Xu Muzhen glanced at the third brother in the corner and curled his lips. "You're talking as if you're not a jerk. Aren't you the eldest daughter of the Yun family..."

Yi Yingchuan spoke up in time to stop him, "Okay, you said you were coming, and the dance is about to start. Why don't you hurry up and invite the girls? Otherwise, you'll be embarrassed if you're late."

Xu Muzhen glared at him. "Brother, how could I possibly be left behind? I'm so popular with the girls. It's just... if only I could have met that little beauty that day. How can these vulgar women compare to that little beauty? I don't even want to dance anymore..."

Yi Yingchuan glanced disdainfully at his brand new tuxedo and his shiny hair, and said, "Get lost."

After everyone left, he walked over to sit next to Gu Yan and said, "Don't take it to heart, Third Brother. Mu Yan doesn't think before he speaks. It's not your fault what happened to Miss Yun."

Gu Yan pushed Yi Yingchuan's hand off his shoulder, looked at him and said, "I won't argue with fools."

"Aren't you going to dance?"

Yi Yingchuan: "They're just a bunch of kids. Why would I join in the fun? I'm just here to kill time with Mu Ying and the others. A friend of mine went to England for something and left everything in the factory to me. I can't let him bankrupt me."

"I'll leave right away."

Gu Yan didn't answer him, staring somewhere lost in thought.

The girl stood under the light, her delicate eyebrows furrowed as she stared at the boy in front of her. She dodged the man's outstretched hand and said, "Sorry, I don't really want to dance with you."

Yan Tingzhi finally met her again, how could he let her go so easily? "Don't go, don't you remember me?"

Ning Jiaoyan asked doubtfully, "Do we know each other?"

How could she not remember? Wasn't this the Yan Tingzhi who had confessed his love to her by spending a fortune on sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of the pastry shop that day? But she really didn't know when he had paid attention to her.

Yan Tingzhi is a cool and handsome type, and his domineering look is very much like the middle school bully male protagonist of the old days.

But she is not a stubborn little white flower.

"If you don't know me, how about we get to know each other now? I'm Yan Tingzhi. What's your name?" He approached Ning Jiaoyan, thinking he was looking very handsome. When she ducked, he mistook her for shyness. "Haha~ Don't be shy, my little beauty. You're the first woman I've invited. Be proud!"

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vomit~

Ning Jiaoyan raised her face and spoke each word as calmly as possible, "You proud guy, don't you understand what I'm saying? I don't want to dance with you. I already have a partner."

Yan Tingzhi's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this, "You dare to talk back to me?"

Oh no, this hits the cute spot of the middle school bully.

Ning Jiaoyan quickly shook her head. "No, no, no, how could I dare to talk back to you? I just made a slip of the tongue. I'm outspoken. Please forgive me for my mistakes. I can't dance at all, and I'm afraid of damaging your prestige."

Yan Tingzhi tsk-tsk twice and praised: "The little beauty is so adorable even when she's submissive."

He said arrogantly: "What's wrong with not being able to dance? I can't dance either! We are going to dance, who dares to laugh at us?!"

The last sentence was so powerful that many people present heard it. They looked at each other in surprise, and then covered their lips and whispered something to each other.

Ning Jiaoyan was completely stunned. This was too stupid and too embarrassing.

She ignored the man in front of her and turned away without hesitation. This reminded her of the "good thing" that day when Jing Luying took her to the Paramount Ballroom, which made her just as flustered and embarrassed.

Obviously, this is even more embarrassing.

Oh my god, why isn’t the heroine there to pull away this idiot chasing after her?

Ning Jiaoyan walked quickly forward and looked up to see two men sitting to one side, who were also looking at her. She turned slightly on her toes and walked towards the man in front.

When Yan Tingzhi was about to grab the hem of her skirt, she grabbed the man's arm and looked at him pleadingly, "Help me." Yi Yingchuan was also in a trance. He was surprised by Gu Yan's focused eyes and looked over. He didn't want to pay attention to the pearl that was still far away, but was now shining brightly beside him.

Ning Jiaoyan looked into his eyes and said, "Tell him that you have invited me. Can you please let him go?"

In the darkness, Yi Yingchuan could also see the crabapple color at the corners of Mingzhu's eyes. Perhaps he was really attracted by the beauty. After recognizing the identity of the young man behind her, he still gently pulled him behind him.

He looked tall and thin, but when he got closer, he realized he was also tall. Ning Jiaoyan couldn't see anything from behind him. As her position shifted, her hand slid from the man's arm to behind him, tightly grasping his shirt at the back. The slight trembling showed her anxiety.

Although it was fake and she met a stupid school bully, it seemed like she also had a romantic encounter.

Standing behind him, she could smell the faint scent of soapberries on him, and looked at him carefully in the light... ...he had the bone structure she liked.

She listened to the man's slow and measured reasoning, relaxed a little and took a few steps back.

rub--

She seemed to have stepped on something.

The soft belly of her legs touched a corner of hard fabric. She looked to the side and saw the man sitting on the sofa looking at her, his eyes bright and indifferent.

Ning Jiaoyan was busy dodging and flirting with men just now, and forgot that there was more than one man here.

Feeling a little guilty, she quietly lowered her heel from the man's leather shoes and said, "I'm sorry."

The man in front thought he was talking to him, so he turned his face to the side. The light reflected his face so his full face couldn't be seen clearly, but from the change in the curvature of his face, it could be seen that he smiled.

Hmm...why hasn't the dance started yet?

Ning Jiaoyan wanted to sigh at the moment. She felt like she was trapped in a box, not knowing what absurd situation she would find herself in the next second. She should have been in control of the situation, but now someone else had taken the initiative.

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid... Stupid!

"That's enough, stop talking nonsense to him."

Ning Jiaoyan slowly walked out from behind the man, "Master Yan, isn't it just dancing? I'll dance with you."

Yan Tingzhi smiled at the man beside her, with a hint of triumph in his malicious smile, "Did you hear that? The little beauty is just playing hard to get with me. You, please stop meddling in my business!"

Then he smiled brightly at her, "In that case, my beautiful lady, let's... go to the dance floor."

Ning Jiaoyan glanced sideways at the man and said, "Thank you. I don't think avoiding bothering others like this is a long-term solution. I'm really sorry to bother you."

Yi Yingchuan didn't say anything, but just smiled faintly, "If it doesn't work, you can still ask me."

"No need, I will definitely make him unforgettable for the rest of his life."

A hint of surprise and confusion flashed in Yi Yingchuan's eyes, and he looked at the girl's figure thoughtfully.

The music started and the dance began. Yi Yingchuan, who was about to leave, put down his wine glass and walked forward, looking at the girl in the middle of the dance floor.

What will she do?

Ning Jiaoyan had no intention of doing anything, but—into the graceful dance music, a series of screams, each louder than the last, were mixed in. That was right, screams, coming from Yan Tingzhi's mouth.

"Master Yan, please stop. I told you I really can't dance. I'm so sorry for stepping on you~"

The strange thing is that even though it hurts so much, Yan Tingzhi still has no intention of letting go.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, people will think it is a sick cat. She used her fragrance to attract Yan Tingzhi's desire for her, making him unable to stop wanting her, and then she used her spiritual energy to make an exquisite stabbing array on the soles of her feet.

For others, every step is a lotus, but for her, every step is a thorn.

The spiritual energy was weak, and the effectiveness of the formation was even weaker than that of Rong Mama's acupuncture, but it was more than enough to make the man in front of her feel both pain and pleasure.

"Mr. Yan, do you like listening to stories? I recently read a Western fairy tale book, and the first chapter tells the story of the Little Mermaid..."

Yan Tingzhi also felt that he was extremely strange. He was obviously in great pain, but when he saw the girl's delicate and beautiful cold face in front of him, and her sweet and pleasant voice like dripping water lingering in his ears... he was extremely happy.

This is what it means to be in dire straits.