Shen Jia was engrossed in jumping, writhing, and playing the rigidity and softness of the strength to the fullest, and turning the sunshine, the sea, the mountains, the deep valleys, the wind and sun, and the storm into the energy that dominates all parts of the limbs, with the tangible images in his heart, and the invisible souls in his heart, vividly showing with his own dance.

She had never experienced such a high degree of integration of mind and body in the dance, she had never experienced that her soul would be dominated by her own movements in turn, and this time, she was truly moved by herself.

When the dance ended, her soul stopped with the stillness of her body, and at the same time stopped controlling her life, and she fell into the arms of her dancing partner as if she were dead.

I don't know how long it took for Shen Jia to slowly come to his senses, and smiled sweetly at the eager face that was also facing him.

Looking at Shen Jia's touching smile so closely and clearly, Xu Xinping couldn't help but feel passion in his heart, and this time the passion was surging, which made Shen Jia, who was held by him, feel real.

This kind of realism made Shen Jia like a lightning strike, and she suddenly couldn't believe her feelings, and she concentrated more on feeling the hardness and strength.

It was like letting her drink a glass of thousand-year-old wine, and she was drunk and no longer doubtful, no longer sober, and no longer had the slightest strength. She just wanted to fall into his arms for the rest of her life.

Yin Rou didn't want to disturb them, but too much time passed, and she had to beckon them to dinner.

Shen Jia shook his body and entered his bedroom, never coming out again.

Xu Xinping followed in at a loss,

"Jiajia, what's wrong with you? Tired? ”

Shen Jia twisted her body, her face facing inward, and didn't say a word.

Xu Xinping touched Shen Jia's forehead in a little panic, and Shen Jia hid inside.

"Ping, you're alright." Shen Jia said lightly as a gnat.

"Am I alright? What's good? Xu Xinping muttered to himself for two or three sentences before he suddenly realized. But he seemed to be a little overwhelmed and said,

"What to do, what to do?"

Shen Jia moved back to her dormitory that night. She is the moon and Xu Xinping is a star, but she hopes that the star in her heart is not an ordinary star, but a star that can shine like the sun and make her bright moon more brilliant. She quietly looked forward to the bright light of her sun as soon as possible.

Yin Rou listened to Xu Xinping's vague and vague statement, but she understood how much she understood in her heart.

Shen Jia moved back to the dormitory, but Yu Qiang felt that he had lost the opportunity not to come back. He felt that it must be Xu Xinping's incorrigible reason for Shen Jia to die. This can't help but make him ambitious and soaring