Chapter 121: Huo Yan, please give me a voice
The warmth of his palm came through his arm at once.
Before Qiao Nian could react, he was pulled by Huo Shen and walked towards the stairs in front.
In this direction ....
It was the rooftop that helped her celebrate her birthday last time.
"At this time, the door to the rooftop must be locked."
Qiao Nian followed him, a little unsure.
Mainly due to the fact that I was almost caught by the security guard on my last birthday, the door of the rooftop was re-locked.
"No, it won't."
Huo Shen held her wrist, feeling the delicate touch of his hand, his eyes flashed with a hint of madness, and the strength of his hand increased slightly.
"Even if it doesn't work anywhere, I'll find you a place to practice."
When he said this, he was as serious and stubborn as ever towards her.
Beneath the school building are lush trees, and the sunset is everywhere ready to go down.
Just now, the cool breeze of late summer is blowing gently, and the fragrance of the locust is coming.
Qiao Nian blinked, holding her breath a little as she looked at the young man in front of her who was grabbing her wrist and walking forward.
An eighteen-year-old boy with broad shoulders and long legs, carrying a violin on one shoulder, and his aura around him is cold and hard.
But when I turned back to talk to her just now, my eyes were full of small pieces of tenderness.
Qiao Nian suddenly felt a feeling similar to "being pampered", so he let him lead him forward.
This year's summer is coming to an end.
But I don't know why, but I feel very warm.
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The door to the rooftop was locked.
Just when Qiao Nian thought that he would kick infinitely hard or pull out some magic pin to unlock the lock.
Huo Shen looked indifferent, directly reached out and picked up the lock to take a look, then put it down and pushed the door open.
Qiao Nian: ?
This so-called strengthening of precautions is just that.... Is it child's play!
"Come here."
When she had deep professional doubts about the security guards of this school, she heard Huo Yan's deep voice.
She looked up and saw a young man in white and blue pants holding out his hand to her, "Rehearse together." ”
"Hmm!"
Qiao Nian curled her lips and smiled, hugged the ballet shoes, and handed her hand over.
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Before, she watched a video in which a famous female ballet dancer looked at the camera with a smile and said, "The romance of a dancer is to dance a swan lake for the person you love deeply." ”
After Qiao Nian changed into ballet shoes, Huo Shen had already set up the score, held the violin on his shoulder, and was ready.
She remembered the dancer's words and blushed.
But Swan Lake was too difficult for her.
Or later.....
Stop!!!
What do you think???
Qiao Nian was taken aback by the idea that she suddenly resembled a confession.
She immediately lowered her head, and by curling her hair up, she disguised the redder flush on her face.
"Are you ready?"
Huo Shen raised his eyes to look at her, and his posture was standard and elegant.
Qiao Nian took a deep breath and calmed down.
She looked up again, her pretty face with a shockingly beautiful slow and agile confidence.
Huo Yan's hand grasping the strings tightened suddenly, and he looked directly at her, and his breath was instantly dangerous.
"Ember."
Qiao Nian bowed down and made a lady's salute ready to dance.
She raised her eyes brightly, her eyebrows were clear and moving, "Please give me a voice." ”
Behind the girl is the blue and golden sky.
The setting sun crosses a layer of gold for her, outlining her graceful figure.
With a light but powerful melody, she tiptoes lightly, her waist rotates, full of strength and beauty.
Huo Shen played the piano, staring at her deeply, and his eyes were full of restraint and a deliberate intent.
After all, he underestimated his endurance.