I staggered and looked back at the dance teacher, terrified that he would say something that would make me embarrassed.

I'm quite thick-skinned, yes, but this dance teacher is also very vicious, and I really can't resist it.

I thought he was going to scold me again, but I didn't expect him to suddenly beckon: "Go out, someone is looking for you."

I was slightly stunned, a little surprised, and a little puzzled, and asked while putting on my shoes, "Who is looking for me?"

He obviously didn't want to say more, frowning and waving his hand impatiently: "Go out and see for yourself."

I raised my legs and walked two steps, suddenly thought of something, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Miao.

She was also looking at me, and the expression on her face was a little pale, but I guess my expression was whiter.

I pursed my lips and took off my shoes again: "Teacher, I don't have any friends, it's impossible for someone to come to me."

We are training in a closed environment, in fact, it is impossible for ordinary people to come in and find me like this, I just need to think of Han Mo as soon as I think about it.

But I really didn't know how to face him, as long as I thought that I had lied to him, I felt that my whole body trembled, and I didn't even have the courage to go out.

According to my observation, although this dance teacher is always aimed at me and never shows mercy when he speaks, his teaching skills are still very worthy of recognition, and he especially does not like to have students leave in the middle of the process.

It stands to reason that if I say so, he won't let me out again.

But all of a sudden, he glared at me: "What are you doing with all this nonsense!" Get out if you want to get out! Get me out! ”

I pursed my lips, knowing that even if I could hide from the first year of junior high school, I wouldn't be able to hide from fifteen, Han Mo wanted to find me, even if I hid to the ends of the earth, he would have the ability to turn me out.

But I'm just cowardly, I just want to deceive myself into thinking that there are so many people here, and he always has to keep his face in mind and won't do anything to me.

I'm really afraid of him, last night's dream, the night a month ago, and the night in the box half a year ago.

It's just that any little thing in the past is enough for me to avoid him.

I didn't want to go out, but I had to.

I thought Han Mozi was waiting for me at the door, but when I walked out, I found that there was no one at all.

I wanted to walk back to the dance studio, but after thinking about it, I walked out down the hallway with my legs up.

I was wearing a thin layer of clothing, and the wind was blowing in from outside, and I shivered with cold every step I took outside.

When I got to the end, I finally saw Han Mo, his black car, with a cigarette in his hand, wearing a black jacket, and a gray scarf around his neck.

He lowered his head and smoked, as if he didn't see me.

I subconsciously stepped back, wanting to turn around and leave, but he suddenly raised his head and looked at me: "Fu Yao."

Han Mo squinted his eyes and laughed, laughing so hard that my whole body trembled.

He raised his hand and beckoned to me, "Come here."

The smile on his face was smiling, and I was terrified to see it.

I gritted my teeth and walked up to him.

The wind kept blowing in mid-February, and I wore a set of dance clothes, and when I came out, I was so frightened that I didn't even remember to take a coat.

I didn't take a few steps before I was trembling, and I couldn't stand well when I walked up to Han Mo.

I've always been afraid of the cold, and now I wear so little outside, and the wind keeps blowing, and I shiver with the cold.

As if he hadn't seen it, Han Mo lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette, then raised his head and spit the smoke directly on my face: "Travel?"

When he said two words, his voice was neither light nor heavy, but I don't know why I heard a bit of gloom in it.

I pursed my lips and raised my hands around myself: "Han Mo, I'm cold."

His brow moved, and the corners of his mouth outlined a sarcastic smile that was always aimed at me: "Cold?"

I didn't dare to say a word, so I could only grit my teeth and endure trembling and stand in the wind waiting for Han Mo to fall.

"Raise your head!"

Suddenly, he spoke loudly, and I shuddered and looked up to see that his scalp was numb.

"Okay, Fu Yao, you've practiced your skills by lying to me, haven't you?"

I bit my lower lip and whispered, "No."

"Huh, isn't it? Then tell me what kind of tour you are traveling in now? ”

His gaze at me was colder than the wind blowing, and I didn't dare to look into his eyes, as if there were nails in them, and I nailed them when I looked at them, and the nails made my eyes hurt.

If eyes can kill, it is estimated that Han Mo has killed me several times by now.

He probably knew that I was dodging his eyes, so he threw the cigarette in his hand and pinched my chin directly: "Fu Yao, you won't forget what I said that day?" Or do you think that if I treat you so well, you think you can turn the world upside down, right? ”

Han Mo's strength has always been great, and when he uses it on me, he wants to crush me.

I'm a little glad that my face is all original, otherwise, with Han Mo's fetish, the plastic surgery face would collapse in minutes.

But even though it was original, with Han Mo's strength, I felt like my jaw was about to be pinched to the bone.

But he didn't have any intention of letting go, and when he saw that I didn't speak, he became more and more vigorous: "Speak!"

I pursed my lips, "No." ”

"None? So what are you? ”

Things have come to this point, and no matter what I say, I'm wrong.

I can only keep my mouth shut and stop talking, I have signed the contract, and I have no choice.

I just didn't expect that Han Mo was even more ruthless than I thought: "Fu Yao, do you think that now that you have signed all the contracts, I have no problem with you?"

The thoughts in my heart were guessed by him so easily, and I froze and looked at him in disbelief: "What do you want to do?"

He looked at me and sneered, "What do I want to do?" I don't want to do anything, but if you stay with me for a day, don't expect anything from you! ”

As he spoke, he dragged me inside.

I didn't know what he wanted to do, and I didn't dare to speak, even though his hand was tugging at my arm and almost pulling the skin off my hand, I just gritted my teeth and endured.

I just didn't expect him to drag me directly to the director's office, and when I realized what he was going to do, I reached out and hugged him without thinking about it: "Han Mo, don't, I beg you, don't!"

Zhao Miao was right, Han Mo wanted to destroy me, it was easy.

He looked at me and sneered: "Don't? Zhao Miao, when you signed the contract, did you feel that if you signed the contract, I couldn't help you? ”

Even though I really thought that way at the time, I also knew that I really couldn't admit it at this time, and if I did, I guess I would really be finished.

I hugged him and didn't want to let go, so I quickly shook my head: "No, really, I just didn't think about how to say it to you, really, you believe me!"

"Heh, Fu Yao, are you coaxing me like a child?"

He didn't move any more, just crossed his hands and watched my movements like a clown.

I was so anxious that my eyes were red, as long as I thought of what Han Mo wanted to do next, my whole body was about to collapse.

"No, Han Mo, I really just didn't think about how to tell you."

I suddenly remembered Zhao Miao's words, men like well-behaved women.

I never thought that I would take the initiative in front of Han Mo in such a situation, but he was angry, and I had no other way to let myself get out.

I don't know if this method will work, and even if it doesn't, I can only use it.

My fingers trembled when my hand moved up, and the wind blew outside for a while just now, my fingers were cold, and I hugged his neck and trembled and kissed him: "Don't be angry, okay."

Probably people are in a hurry and do everything.

I never knew I was the kind of girl who could be spoiled.

But when I looked up at Han Mo, I found that it wasn't that difficult.

He looked down at me, and the difference in height between the two of us made him look down on my prey like a king.

It was the first time I looked at his eyes so closely, and now I found that Han Mo's eyes were pure black eyes, very dark and very dark, so a pair of eyes were very bright.

But now, these pure black eyes are staring at me, like an unfathomable whirlpool.

Halfway through, Han Mo suddenly sneered.

Before I could react, he pulled my wrist off, and he stumbled and fell to the wall next to me.

He put his hands in his pockets and looked at the smile on my face full of sarcasm: "Fu Yao, you know that you are spoiled to me at this time, which will only make me feel that you are weak-hearted."

I was cold, and Han Mo had already pushed the door into the director's office.

I looked at it in a daze, reacted and hurriedly raised my legs and rushed in to pull his arm, looked up at him and begged: "Don't, Han Mo, this is not my future alone, I beg you Han Mo, I beg you, I really beg you."

The director sitting at the desk looked at the two of us and seemed to want to speak, but when Han Mo gave him a look, he didn't dare to say anything.

After Han Mo glanced at the director, he looked back at me and raised his eyebrows: "Okay, you beg me."

I was stunned, I didn't expect Han Mo to make such a move.

His words made me not know what to do at all, and just when I hesitated, he suddenly spoke again: "Won't you ask for someone, Fu Yao?"

After realizing what Han Mo meant, my whole body was stiff.

I subconsciously glanced at the director, who was looking at the two of us in a daze, the fingers on his side tightening continuously, allowing the nails to sink into the palms of his hands.

Han Mo wants to teach me a lesson, and he never considers my feelings.

No, where would he take my feelings into account.

The man has gold under his knees, and I have nothing under my knees.

Since he wanted to embarrass me, I just did what he wanted.

I closed my eyes and knelt down straight: "Han Mo, I beg you."