It was hand-woven by Liu Meizhen, and she knitted a total of two, the same style and color.

It just happened to give her daughter and her boyfriend, the heart of an old mother.

Of course, the two of them accepted it happily, especially Jiang Yongrui, who grew up so big that his mother had never done anything to her personally.

As soon as I took it back, I happily put it on.

Sweaters are not so divided into men's and women's styles.

It's just that the size is different, Jiang Yongrui and Wen Lian wore it at the same time, it was a cooler and more dazzling couple outfit than the school uniform.

And this dress is still Liu Meizhen's exclusive design and weaving, which took some careful thought, and it can't be bought anywhere else.

Wen Lian also likes it, and thinks that his boyfriend is really stylish and looks good in everything.

The more she looked, Wen Lian only felt that her heart was more and more out of her control.

She hurriedly turned around and went to keep up with the other female classmates, no, tonight's dance is manual work.

She has to perform well, and she can't let the male sex affect her performance.

"Next, please enjoy the modern dance performed by the students of the sixth class of high school, and there are dancers."

On stage, the host's voice resounded throughout the gymnasium through the speaker.

Because of the snow and the cold weather, the party could only be held indoors, so the stage was arranged in the gymnasium.

It's the only place here that is open enough.

Wen Lian Ding Yutong and the others have long been prepared, and at this moment, they only need to take off the clothes they are wearing outside to play.

The four girls are going to do a jazz dance tonight, which is modern and very cool.

White shirts, black shorts and black leather boots were full of ruffianism, and they cheered as soon as they came on stage.

Wen Lian took the lead, and the other three girls formed an oblique position behind her.

As the music played, Wen Lian stepped forward with one leg, and the leg wrapped in black boots was straight and beautiful.

As she moved, the shirt on her body also danced, sometimes revealing her sexy collarbone, and sometimes faintly showing her delicate and delicate waist line.

The cheers under the stage continued, accompanied by real screams, and they erupted in unison.

It can be said that Wen Lian performed very well, and the audience below watched it crazy.

The front is full of beautiful classical dances or melodious songs, but this kind of vigorous dance is the first one.

And they danced very emotionally, and the posture of several girls made the audience boil.

Of course, such a whole audience does not include one person.

Jiang Yongrui looked at it, and his mood was very complicated.

On the one hand, he is proud of his girlfriend's excellence;

On the other hand, it's quite angry.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he had seen them dance in costumes, and he hadn't deliberately seen them during rehearsals before.

A short-sleeved shirt is enough, and shorts, which are actually super short.

It's winter, isn't the teacher in charge of rehearsals going to heaven and not afraid of freezing her students?

Of course, our Jiang Xueba definitely doesn't want to admit that he is jealous at this time, and he doesn't want so many people to see his girlfriend's graceful long legs.

After the song, Wen Lian and his classmates bowed to the audience.

Still panting, they were all jumping very hard just now, without stopping for several minutes in a row.

And the cheers and shouts from the audience continued, wave after wave, swarming.

All together, welled up in her heart.

Wen Lian wiped the sweat on her forehead vigorously, her eyes were a little unable to open by the light, but her mood was passionate and excited.

Just now, she devoted herself to the dance, and she was so forgetful that she regained the feeling of performing before.