"Excuse me!"

The two looked towards the door, Fu Yiran was wearing a noble gray suit, with his hands in his pockets, standing there in a condescending posture. Wen Jingchu was wearing a sweater and a short skirt, which was very fresh, and he said hello first: "Hi!"

"What are you doing here?" Xu Liangchen said this to Wen Jingchu, but his eyes kept staring at Fu Yiran.

"At the request of the school, in order to match the effect of your piano performance, Jing Chu and I joined this show as backup dancers. Fu Yiran specially explained.

"Why didn't I receive the notice?" Xu Liangchen was surprised.

"Didn't we come to inform us personally?Xu Liangchen, what kind of music are you playing?" Wen Jingchu said, walking over to the piano to get the score and look at it.

"Are you sure you two can dance with us?" Xu Liangchen asked again.

"What is this? I don't understand it at all!" Wen Jingchu looked at the intricate notes, "You want to play such a difficult tune, will it be difficult to hear?"

"You know what a fart!" Xu Liangchen snatched the score and put it back on the piano.

"Then let's take a look at your backup dancers!" Fu Siqing gave Xu Liangchen a look, and then touched his ten fingers on the piano keys and began to play.

Xu Liangchen comprehended, followed her rhythm and joined, and by the way, he sped up by a double speed.

As soon as Wen Jingchu reacted, he pulled Fu Yiran and started dancing. As a result, because they couldn't keep up with the rhythm, they either stepped on their feet or bumped into each other.

"What are you two playing this for? It's really hard to hear!" Wen Jingchu said.

"What are you two dancing on, it's really ugly!" Xu Liangchen echoed.

Fu Siqing pulled a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, brushed her long hair, and continued to practice piano music by herself. Xu Liangchen didn't care about the extra two people, calmed down, and played his own adaptation.

Fu Yiran looked at the four-handed joint play on the piano, dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, dragged Wen Jingchu, who was stunned, held her hand, and began to get serious.

"Fu Yiran, your expression looks like you've eaten!" Wen Jingchu looked up at him.

"Phew, I ate you!" Fu Yiran spat on her.

Wen Jingchu stepped on Fu Yiran's leather shoes, afraid that Fu Siqing and Xu Liangchen would misunderstand something, so he opened his mouth and scolded: "You are the!"

Fu Yiran was in pain, let go of Wen Jingchu's hand, threw her aside, and squatted on the ground to see Fu Siqing very hurt.

She didn't care about him at all.

Fu Yiran got up, walked to the piano and picked her up directly.

"What are you doing? What are you nervous about? Let me go!" Fu Siqing pounded his shoulders and struggled hard.

Fu Yiran didn't care how she writhed, she just held on and didn't let go.

"If you move around, I don't mind kissing you in public. Fu Yiran walked on campus with her in his arms, causing everyone to look sideways.

Fu Siqing had no choice but to hug his neck tightly and bury his face in his chest.

Fu Yiran carried her to the car and fastened her seat belt. At such a close distance, he finally couldn't hold back, and lowered his head to kiss her on the lips.

Fu Siqing was stunned, and then felt Fu Yiran's tongue drive straight in, aggressive and punishing.

She didn't think much of it and bit his tongue. It wasn't until she felt the smell of blood that Fu Yiran let go of her.

Fu Yiran wiped the blood stains on the corner of her mouth with his thumb, "It's really fierce!"

Fu Siqing slapped his hand down, "Fu Yiran, what kind of nerves are you?"

"Who asked you to play the piano with Xu Liangchen?!" he became even more angry when he thought of this.

"Then don't you still dance with Wen Jingchu?!" Fu Siqing snorted lightly, glanced at him, and said, "I play the piano with Xu Liangchen, but there is no physical contact at all. Mr. Fu seems to have touched someone else's hand. ”

"That's also the first time you played the piano with Xu Liangchen!"

"Then why do you only allow the state officials to set fires, and don't allow the people to light lamps!"

"That's right, why can you play the piano with Xu Liangchen, and I can't dance with Wen Jingchu?"

Fu Siqing simply had no room to communicate with him, "It's good if you're happy." ”