Choreographer Puel took a leave of absence due to personal matters, and did not come to K Company today, the two still continued to practice the duet dance, from the beginning to the present, Tian Yue has been looking at Qu Wenfeng with eager and expectant eyes, but Qu Wenfeng has never raised his eyes to look at Tian Yue. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Tian Yue was anxious and uneasy, although the two of them cooperated seamlessly in the dance steps, but there was no communication in the eyes at all, and the person who danced with him was not other unrelated people, but the person who was thinking about him and was haunted by his dreams, he couldn't bear all this, he couldn't stand the person he loved so ignoring his existence, and he kept thinking silently in his heart, looking forward to Qu Wenfeng's eyes, even if it was a glance. But Qu Wenfeng didn't look at Tian Yue from beginning to end as if he was treating the other party as air. Tian Yue suddenly stopped dancing, walked to the window as if deflated, and held his hands on the marble windowsill to take a deep breath and try to adjust himself.

Qu Wenfeng was also more or less shocked by Tian Yue's sudden action, stopped his movements, turned off the music, and picked up the towel on the table to wipe the fine sweat on his body. "Now, what kind of relationship do we have?" Tian Yue was still standing in front of the window, with his back to Qu Wenfeng, and asked coldly. "Partnership." Qu Wenfeng was silent for a while, and replied lightly. "Now we're just, a partnership?" Frowning, Tian Yue asked in a slightly choked voice. "Does it matter?" Qu Wenfeng stopped wiping his sweat, picked up the mineral water, unscrewed the lid, and replied without a trace. "Isn't it important? In addition to working together, we do much more than just 'partnerships'. Tian Yue turned around and leaned against the windowsill, his hands crossed in front of his chest, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Qu Wenfeng with slightly gloomy eyes, "So what, I don't think this can mean anything." Qu Wenfeng's voice was still calm, as if it was none of his business, but this sentence made Tian Yue angry, and he rushed forward with an arrow step, holding Qu Wenfeng's shoulders hard, and roared hatefully: "Then you say, what were we last night, are your feelings and reactions all fake?" Qu Wenfeng looked at Tian Yue, with a mocking look in his eyes, and sneered: "It's just a bed, why take it so seriously." "Go to bed? That's how you see what happened last night? As he spoke, a bloodshot of anger appeared in Tian Yue's eyes, and the strength of the hand on Qu Wenfeng's shoulder increased a lot. Isn't it? Qu Wenfeng's words and expression still did not fluctuate in the slightest, but they stimulated Tian Yue's senses and heart, "No, I have more than just a physical relationship with you, I love you, Wenfeng, you know what, I love you." As he spoke, he pulled Qu Wenfeng over, imprisoned him in his arms, and buried his face in Qu Wenfeng's shoulders and neck, Qu Wenfeng's heart trembled, and he stood there in a flurry manner, letting Tian Yue hold him, unable to move, and said in a flat tone: "We are all men, and it is too shocking for you to say this." Tian Yue let go of Qu Wenfeng, took a step back, and said, "Could it be that I am the only one who is emotional?" Or are you really so ruthless, so indifferent to other people's feelings? Qu Wenfeng bowed his head and was silent, silent for a moment, raised his head, and changed his words: "At work, I hope we are good partners, and there is nothing else." After saying that, he walked out of the dance studio without looking back.