"What do you want to do?" the panicked words did not make him sober up, and he slowly approached her like a ghost, and Qianqian slowly retreated, but was suddenly knocked down by the blanket and fell to the ground, and then he actually pounced on her, crushing her under him.

Qianqian screamed and wanted to push his body away, but he was too heavy, and he didn't move after pressing on her, she wrung her eyebrows in annoyance and struggled a few times, but still didn't move, so she had to give up and let him press on her body, but gradually she felt that it was difficult to breathe, and she couldn't even breathe when he pressed her chest.

So she began to use all her strength to push him away, and finally turned his body on his side, she lifted her feet and lifted his feet down, just thinking that she was free, he put a big hand on her body again, and held her firmly in his arms, that intimate feeling made Qianqian a little disgusted, and he broke away hard, but he couldn't break away, his breath sprayed on her neck like fire with the smell of wine, making her itch, and reached out to hold down the place.

Suddenly, he shouted in a whisper: "Qianqian, why are you, why?" Suddenly Qianqian's whole body froze, and the blood kept flowing backwards, thinking about the meaning of his words, and was shocked to find that he would never call her that? What the hell was he talking about?

After that, she didn't move for a long time, let him hold her, maybe she still didn't wake up from his words, it was not only her heart that was shocked, even her soul was shocked, a person who hated it to the bone, why did he call her name so sad and helpless?

That night they lay on the blanket and slept all night, Qianqian was too tired to struggle, but he subconsciously held her in his arms, absorbing the fragrance and warmth that he didn't dare to stain when he was awake.

It was also on that night that Qianqian became more and more unable to understand this man, he was like a pool of water, bottomless, dark and shadowless, wanting to explore, if he was not careful, he would drown, so he was dangerous but made her want to understand.

Maybe he didn't hate her as much as he said he did, maybe he didn't hate her to the limit, but whatever it was, it was true that he hated her, and she hated him......

Feeling the subtle itch on her face, Qianqian scratched it with her hand, and then slowly opened her eyes, and suddenly saw the overly magnified handsome face in front of her, so frightened that she immediately stopped the movements of her hand, and even held her breath, and her wide round eyes found that he had not woken up yet, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that his hair was still on her face, she stepped back slightly, but her body was still held by him, so as not to alarm him, she stopped moving, and looked at his sleeping face in a daze, this was the first time to look at him so closely, there was no cold and violent only the heavy sleeping face, he must have drunk a lot of wine last night, so he usually got up very early, but today he didn't wake up after she woke up.

was afraid that he would wake up all of a sudden, so when Qianqian wanted to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, he just opened his eyes, and the two of them met in an instant, and the atmosphere was suddenly embarrassing.

The atmosphere of the morning was unusually awkward and oppressive, but he still kept a cold face as if nothing had happened, as if everything last night had been imagined by her, and that sentence was deeply seared in her mind.

The two sat at the dining table in the living room, full of hearty breakfast, and fragrant coffee and milk, Qianqian had no appetite, so she only took a glass of milk and drank it.

Yan Zhengxi suddenly put down the newspaper he was reading, then glanced at her, and asked in a cold voice, "Yesterday, what did you go there for?"

Qianqian's heart trembled when she heard this, and she immediately swallowed the mouthful of milk before saying, "I, I want to learn to dance, go there and find a dance studio!"

The voice sounded contemptuously and coldly: "Dance, do you have my consent?" Qianqian looked at him and said fearlessly, "I don't think I need your consent!

His hand shuddered slightly, and then his gaze shot coldly at her, as if to reproach, but he didn't say anything, just took a sip of coffee, and then put it down again.

And Qianqian couldn't figure out what he meant, and her heart became uneasy, she didn't know if she was happy or unhappy when she said this, but she still hoped that he wouldn't oppose her.

"You don't have to go to the dance studio. As soon as Qianqian heard such a result, she couldn't help but resentful and roared: "I'm just pursuing her dream for Xiaoluo, is this also wrong?"

Yan Zhengxi frowned, looking at her who was very excited, a trace of disgust slipped between her eyes, and she said lightly: "You don't need to look for it, I'll help you arrange it, so you are satisfied!"

"You, what do you say, you help me arrange it, then you promise! Thank you. The previous resentment immediately turned into joy, revealing a rare smile, which made Yan Zhengxi stunned, and did not show any emotion in a deep voice, but said lightly: "I'm not for you, I'm for Xiaoluo." ”

His explanation made Qianqian disagree, as long as he agreed, it would be a good start, she would definitely work hard to learn, and then one day, she would win the honor she deserved for Xiaoluo.

The atmosphere instantly changed from awkward to warm, yes, there was actually this word between them, which obviously surprised Qianqian, and his profundity often made her unable to guess his thoughts and thoughts.

Later, he helped her choose a one-on-one dance studio, and her teacher was called Chu Huajing, a very young girl, who had won the championship of the National Jazz Dance Competition and won many international awards.

"That's right, that's it, first slowly pull the muscles apart, okay, hold it like this for ten minutes. "Her teaching is more lively, just like herself, she loves to laugh and can always infect Qianqian, making Qianqian feel happy and positive.

Today is the third day of Qianqian's class, Hua Jing told her that she doesn't have to come every day, for fear that she will work hard, but Qianqian still insists on coming every day, mainly because she doesn't want to spend that leisure time in that big house.

Sometimes she comes over, Hua Jing doesn't have time, she will practice alone, or listen to music and sleep directly here, fortunately she has her own dance studio, which can be regarded as Yan Zhengxi's ability, the ability to have money.