I don't, how can this thing ......"

Look at the child who is in a hurry, dancing with her hands, and the girl next to her covers her mouth.

"Ahem, what's that, Maomao, don't worry!"

Glaring viciously at the girls who came around, Xin Qing raised her hand and pulled a handful of Mao Qianpei's hands that were still waving, and coughed lightly.

Looking at Mao Qianpei's appearance, Xin Qing easily held back her smile.

"You see that this is actually not a problem, Xiaoxiao's figure is almost like you looking up, isn't that okay, you don't have a psychological burden!"

Just as the two were talking, a slightly petite girl had changed into a performance costume and was coming out of the dressing room.

Without her knowledge, she was directly brought over by Xin Qing and used as a ready-made teaching aid!

In fact, it's not very accurate to say that she is petite, after all, she is also 1.6 meters tall, and she is still a little bigger than Mo Qingqing, but her skeleton is relatively narrow, plus her figure is average, and she has a baby face, so when other people look at her, they will always automatically shrink a circle.

"You just think you're an A, don't think about anything, you see, put on a wig, you're also a beauty!"

As she spoke, Xin Qing took the wig handed over by a girl who had just signaled, and carefully helped Mao Qianpei put it on.

This operation stunned Mao Qianpei for a moment, stood there, and after letting Xin Qing help him fix his wig, he was pushed into the locker room in a daze.

Rest assured, the locker room is single, and the last young lady who has changed her clothes has come out, and there will be no one inside.

"I ......"

Holding the performance costume in her hand, Mao Qianpei didn't know what to say for a while, but she looked at herself in the mirror behind the door with a wig and was stunned.

After three minutes of stalemate.

"Maomao, are you okay?"

Seeing that Mao Qianpei had gone in for a while and hadn't come out, Xin Qing couldn't help but raise her hand and knocked on the door of the dressing room and asked.

After all, there are many TV series that can't think of it for a while, and commits suicide by cutting their wrists in a confined space, which is still quite scary!

"Wait a minute, Sister Xin Qing, it'll be right away!"

Mao Qianpei, who was awakened by Xin Qing's voice, raised her hands and patted her cheeks hard, then looked at herself in the mirror, and muttered three sentences with a firm face!

"You are Mao Qianjue!"

"You are Mao Qianjue!"

"You are Mao Qianjue!"

I don't know if this self-hypnosis method has taken effect or how to drop, after saying this, Mao Qianpei's heart seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, and she suddenly became much lighter, and she no longer hesitated, quickly took off her clothes, changed into the performance costume, and opened the door and walked out.

If Yang Mobai and Tang Yu were there, they would definitely exclaim when they saw Mao Qianpei coming out of the locker room, Mao Qianpei, who was wearing a wig, and her sister were simply carved out of the same mold.

Although neither of them was there, it didn't affect the other girls in the dance room.

"Wow, Sister Maomao, you, I'm jealous~"

"Sister Maomao, you must be a girl, right, it must be!"

"Oh my God, am I a woman or am I?"

Needless to say, these exclamations are all freshmen this year, you know, when Mao Qianpei first joined the dance troupe a year ago, the classical dance she danced that time, Mao Qianpei in ancient costumes was overwhelming, much more perfect than the current breastless appearance, and the old members of the troupe have long been surprised.

……

At the same time, on the second floor, Yin Yue and Yang Mobai, who had finished rehearsals, returned to the office, still carrying a set of evening dresses in their hands.

"Mo, do you have a formal suit?"

Seeing Yang Mobai throwing the manuscript on the table and slumping on the sofa in the office, Yin Yue suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

Suddenly hearing Yin Yue shouting his nickname, Yang Mobai was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

"Oh, I forgot, I have to borrow another ...... from Brother Quan tomorrow"

Originally, Yang Mobai wanted to buy himself a formal suit, after all, he dug such a big hole for himself last semester, and hosted more than a dozen games, so he couldn't say that he didn't have a formal suit!

As a result, there were too many things, and I forgot that the set I borrowed from my seniors earlier has always been there, and people are not in a hurry to go back, so Yang Mobai has been wearing it like this, causing Yin Yue to always think that Yang Mobai has formal clothes. Until two days ago, Yin Yue saw Yang Mobai's set of clothes appear on Shen Quan's body!

How did you recognize it?

Don't underestimate the carefulness of the girl, the crown brooch on her chest, when Yang Mobai hosted it for the first time, he accidentally dropped it before going on stage, or Yin Yue helped find it, don't go back!

"Would you like to wear my tuxedo?"

Without waiting for Yang Mobai to finish speaking, Yin Yue suddenly changed his words, suddenly looked at Yang Mobai's eyes, and said a little playfully.

"Huh?"

Yang Mobai suddenly felt that he couldn't keep up with Yin Yue's rhythm, didn't he still talk about formal wear? Why do you suddenly want me to wear her dress? Can you wear it......

"No, Yueyue, I'm a little messy, your figure, I'm going to break it......"

The girlfriend made a request, although she was a little ashamed, Yang Mobai was still very serious about analyzing the infeasibility of this matter with her at that time!

However, Yang Mobai is also Shi Lezhi, and he actually reasoned with girls.

Yin Yue was just a coquette, and he was defeated.

"No, I want to see it~"

It's really not that our army is incompetent, it's just that the enemy is too cunning, the two have been together for so long, when has Yang Mobai seen Yin Yuejiao......

It's just that Yang Mobai didn't know that after Yin Yue made this coquettish sound herself, she shivered without a trace.

The painting style has collapsed! The painting style has collapsed!

"Then, don't blame me if it's broken!"

Yang Mobai hesitated for a moment, licked his somewhat chapped lips, and then crossed his heart and pierced it!

Although it was creepy, but for the sake of that person who was extremely inconsistent with Yin Yue's personality, Yang Mobai felt that it was worth it.

After all, what is festival compared to girlfriends?

Besides, everyone is training and no one is coming back to bother them!

A little flirtatious love between couples is a drop that helps to enhance the relationship! - The Great Love Saint Tang Yu

"It's okay, I don't blame you!"

Hearing this, Yin Yue's eyes bent, and after giving Yang Mobai a good-looking smile, he turned around and walked out of the office.

It's just boyfriend and girlfriend, change clothes or something, it's better to avoid it!

Seeing Yin Yue disappear behind the door, Yang Mobai reached out and took out the jujube one-shoulder long dress from the bag, and scratched his cheeks with some embarrassment, after all, it was not Mao Qianpei, nor Tang Yu's cheekiness, the first time women's clothing, how to do it was a little tangled.

"Whew, the most important thing is that my daughter-in-law is happy! Spell it~"

After struggling for two minutes, Yang Mobai still let out a long breath, relentlessly, and began to change clothes.

There was a stumble inside the door, Yin Yue outside the door leaned on the edge of the door frame, took out his mobile phone, turned out a number, his fingertips jumped, and quickly sent a text message.

"Huh? Sister Yin Yue? Are they over? It's going to take half an hour, I'll go to Lao Yang first~"