When it got dark, An Ge finally sewed a shiny peacock dance dress.

The large dark blue skirt was decorated with a large area of sequins like fish scales, shining with fine sparkling brilliance in the light, and when you held it in your hand, it shook gently, and the petticoat inside made a rustling sound.

The fabric with excellent texture has a slight coolness on the skin, like the fragrance of lotus flowers in summer, faint and cold, refreshing.

This is the dance skirt prepared by He Ling for solo dance.

An Ge has seen He Ling's rehearsal, dancing gracefully and gracefully.

It's not like the sonorous and powerful style of the dance team on weekdays.

When I was watching, I heard a few male team members around me talking with hippie smiles, "Rehearsing such a dance full of little bourgeois to go to the base to comfort the officers and soldiers, isn't it seductive, where is this to boost morale, it is simply to shake the morale of the army." Look at He Ling's waist twisted...... Exercise...... Gee. ”

In addition, a male businessman smiled and said: "This young woman who has given birth to a child is different, she has a wind/squeamish smell, and she is more sultry than the little girl......" They laughed tacitly again, and before they could laugh enough, they heard Jiang Feng shout in a low voice: "Shut up." It's okay to say a few words,

An Ge glanced at him in surprise.

Jiang Feng's expression was rare and serious, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were sharp.

An Ge knew that he liked to talk nonsense with these male soldiers on weekdays, and he was addicted to it, so it was a bit strange to maintain a person like this.

Sure enough, one of the male soldiers snorted and said, "Brother Feng, in the end, Sister He Ling is your master, I see that you are not so protective of He Yuanyuan......

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, frowned tightly, and stopped squeaking with a straight face.

An Ge interjected on the side: "I said that you are stupid, just because you are not Sister Yuanyuan, Brother Feng said this, if outsiders hear it and cause trouble for Sister He Ling, you don't know that Sister He Ling's husband doesn't want her to return to the art troupe...... Of course Brother Feng is going to stop you. A bunch of brainless guys. ”

She rolled her eyes, successfully attracting the attention of the male soldiers, and Jiang Feng looked at her smiling and grinning shadow from the sidelines, with a thoughtful expression.

……

This is an episode, He Ling's plump and enchanting figure interprets the romance of a peacock, but it lacks a sense of agility.

Liu Chunhua once sighed privately that if he changed to An Ge to dance this dance......

Halfway through her speech, she gritted her teeth in anger, and anger came out of her heart, and she wanted to beat the girl hard to relieve her anger.

An Ge didn't know Liu Chunhua's thoughts, she was only responsible for disassembling the chest pleats on this dress, because the clothes were a little small, He Ling wore the upper circumference too prominently, and went to the base to condolence the performance, wearing such tight clothes, it was indeed a bit of a suspicion of shaking the morale of the army.

Inside the house, a room is yellow.

An Ge rubbed his sore and stiff neck, and slowly turned it back and forth a few times.

Someone on the door struck a few times.

An Ge thought that Li Jing and Zhou Tingting were looking for her to go back together after rehearsal, so he hurriedly put down the clothes in his hand, stood up, and complained while opening the door: "Why did you come, I can't wait......"

The door opened, and she looked at the person at the door, and was suddenly stunned.

The white short-sleeved military uniform, tall and tall, the brim of the hat was pressed low, only revealing dark and deep eyes and a resolute chin, thin lips hooked, revealing a somewhat playful smile, and the eyes looked at her condescendingly: "What are you waiting for, are you waiting for me?"

An Ge was stunned.

Phew.

Who is waiting for you, virtue.

Then he was about to close the door again with a tense face, Ning Jiashu's hand was quick, and he stretched out his foot against the door frame: "Hey, I'm coming back so far, you just show me a look, so you can wait for me to enter the door and you will lose your temper again......"

The intimate tone is like a husband who comes home late and coaxes his angry wife at the door.

An Ge's face was hot, he dropped the door frame, turned around and walked in, sat down at the desk, and lowered his head to sort out the pile of clothes.

Ning Jiashu followed her into the warehouse, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stood in the center of the room, his calm and indifferent eyes slightly inspected.

He was tall and tall, and the small warehouse suddenly seemed even more cramped, and An Ge lowered his head, and immediately felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Ning Jiashu leaned over slightly in front of her: "I just went to find Jiang Feng, he said that you have a heavy task recently, and you shouldn't have gone back yet, so go to this warehouse to take a look, sure enough, the lights are on, and you are still working overtime." The flat tone is like picking up a wife or girlfriend who is coming home late from overtime.

An Ge looked up at him.

It's still the slightly ruffian Hang'er Langdang appearance, with deep eyes and unclear meaning.

It's been so long to be scared, but he has such an indifferent look, as if he had only encountered it in the morning.

"Have you eaten?" Ning Jiashu saw that An Ge still ignored him, and paused, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, still with that unflattened appearance.

An Ge shook his head.

Ning Jiashu sighed: "Then I'll invite you to dinner?"

An Ge said in a loud voice, "I mean not to eat." ”

Ning Jiashu raised his eyebrows: "Don't eat it?"

An Ge's expression was flat: "I lose weight." ”

"Are you fat?" Ning Jiashu looked her up and down, and suddenly reached out and pinched An Ge's cheeks, "It's okay, it's not fat." ”

His fingers were slender and dry, and the tips of his fingertips were thick with thin calluses across An Ge's face.

An Ge shuddered as if he had been electrocuted......, "What are you doing?" ”

"You said you want to lose weight, I have to see if you need it......" Ning Jiashu blinked, looking innocent.

"You see what's the use, my dancer, do you need to lose weight that's a professional ......"

"Oh. Ning Jiashu frowned, paused, and said, "I heard that you started dancing again." Ning Jiashu suddenly lowered his tone, his eyes were slightly sharp: "What's the matter? Didn't Director Qiu make you stop dancing?"

"Don't mention Director Qiu, what kind of orthopedic expert, a knife in the whole army, it was he who told our Lao Liu that I can slowly adapt to training, if he didn't say so, why would I ......" Speaking of Director Qiu, An Ge felt angry, if it weren't for his old man's opinions repeatedly, she wouldn't have been suppressed for a while to take the exam for a while.

"Hey, you yourself are not strong-willed, and you blame Old Man Qiu. Ning Jiashu listened to her narration, and then frowned and snorted, "Which doctor doesn't say ambiguous, there is no absolute opinion, there is no end to medicine, who dares to pack a ticket You can dance or not, this has to be your own prudence." ”

After a pause, he complained very lowly: "You, you're really stupid." Why haven't I grown up. ”

His mulberry voice was low and mellow, with a slight voice.

Ange: "......", you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie