A long neck, a snow-capped mountain. Her legs are slender and straight, her waist is bent into an incredible arc, and her tiptoes are stretched and graceful, and she is unusually charming.

This time, Zhong Yisheng nodded, but let her continue to maintain this posture: "That's it, you are like this, remember now, at this moment, the posture of the body, and engrave her in your heart like an abrasive, don't forget." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and helped her fix her posture. One of his arms wrapped around her thin waist, while the other stretched out slenderly, correcting her posture little by little, gently raising her raised legs.

The whole person is close to her body, as if it is very intimate!

Seeing this scene, Leng Yunting couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly pushed the door in!

Hearing the sound, Zhong Yisheng originally frowned, and was about to reprimand the people who came in. As soon as he looked up and saw that it was Leng Yunting, he also had to swallow the curse words back into his stomach: "President." ”

Leng Yunting didn't even look at him, but stared at Luo Qingxue with very cold eyes.

She slowly lowered her legs and closed her eyes, still reminiscing about the position she had just had.

Leng Yunting's eyes were unusually cold, and he was even more angry in his heart!

Doesn't she know how ambiguous and ambiguous the posture just now is?

His hands were around her waist, and his hands were from the base of her legs to the tips of her toes!

Isn't this woman, this woman not ashamed at all?

How could she let a man do this, from top to bottom—touch her?

This Zhong Yisheng is too, so damn it!

Now it's just a touch, a hug, and after waiting, will it just kiss the little mouth directly, and then press it down?

These men who engage in art are not doing their jobs!

"You dance again!" Leng Yunting's voice was deep, as if he was very dissatisfied with her dancing.

Luo Qingxue was stunned, thinking that her performance was too poor, and she was not satisfied.

Looking back at Zhong Yisheng, he also expressed doubts.

However, the big boss spoke and asked her to jump again.

In front of so many people, what else does she have to say, and then continue to dance!

And so, the music started again.

There was a circle of people standing next to it, and everyone was watching with great eyesight.

Luo Qingxue stiffened her head and slowly moved from the outside to the field, she gently raised her slender arms, and gently raised her long legs, raised her head, and stretched her posture, especially when she was wearing training clothes and tights, showing her beautiful posture to the fullest.

Leng Yunting kept a calm face, damn it!

Every day in the past, she was dressed like this, and he touched her in the name of "guidance"?

He suddenly remembered her seductive posture in a swimsuit with very little fabric today.

She was wearing a tight training uniform, and she was already in such a posture, and as soon as her set of photos was released, I don't know how many men would look at her good figure of 34C and drool!

Hate hate hate!

Obviously, she just had to obediently bow her head to him and admit it, but he obediently took her by his side and spoiled her, isn't it good?

It's just that this woman's mouth is poisonous and ruthless, her face is cold, and her heart is even colder!

He tossed and turned on that night, unforgettable, but she didn't react at all!

After thinking about it, Luo Qingxue jumped to the highest place, the proud snow-capped mountain, raised her head, and raised her long legs.

"Click——

Leng Yunting also screamed, and when Luo Qingxue was about to put down his legs, Leng Yunting said coldly: "Wait a minute, you will maintain this posture again." ”

Then, he walked over slowly, stretched out his hand generously, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist in an absolutely dominant posture, and, as if venting his anger, slowly, little by little, inch by inch, slowly touched upwards from her legs, and finally, held her high raised toes.