Chasing Tides

ShowCase kicked off with AOW's debut single title song "Away the Planet."

The audience was filled with cheers, and the cheering came one after another. Only when playing the VCR to console fans during Fang Yu's illness, the atmosphere was depressed for a while.

Due to adequate preparation, the performance went smoothly. In the second half, Lu Xiaochuan and Gu Minkai made a small mistake in the group song. Lu Xiaochuan sang a wrong RAP, and forgot the words directly behind him, holding the microphone in a daze. Fortunately, Gu Yankai reacted quickly, and improvised two songs to connect them, which made the flaws less obvious.

"Let you memorize the lyrics well, and you will run out every day!" Zhang Fan reprimanded Lu Xiaochuan with a waist in the background. "From tomorrow, give me accommodation and check in to the company every day to work, no absences!"

Lu Xiaochuan rarely retorted. He bowed his head and didn't know where to look. His mind was not here at all.

Ning Lan was urged to change clothes by An Lin, and when V-Wish's performance was over, it was his dance with Sui Yue.

Sui Yang only needs to change his T-shirt to a white shirt, and it is strange to see Ning Lan holding clothes and shoes to find an empty room to change clothes.

At the end of the guest performance, the stage lighting changed from bright to dark, creating a blurred and ambiguous atmosphere.

Sui Yan came on the court first, a corner of the white shirt was tucked in his pants, and the rest was hung out casually. Two buttons were opened, and the tie was loosely tied around the neck. The thin lips were light, lazy and sexy.

The fans in the audience boiled instantly and the screams continued.

When the music sounded, his dance partner was late, everyone's eyes were focused on the lifting platform, and a tall, thin and hazy figure slowly appeared in the center of the stage.

Sui Yun did not expect Ning Lan to wear women's clothing.

He walked over to meet his dancers in accordance with the dance requirements, held his hand, and pulled him into his arms.

Ning Lan raised his eyes and stared at him. The eyeshadow with sequins was wiped around the corner of the eye. The tear mole was hidden, making it difficult to distinguish which shy red appeared on the skin.

The large, semi-naked skin on the chest was white against the backdrop of black lace, and his golden curls were coiled around his slender neck, sometimes floating on his chest. Between the action of pulling him into his arms and circling his waist from behind, Sui Yan used his other hand to pull away the obstructing wig, and exposed his entire slender neck.

This action was originally absent. Suddenly, there was no hair cover in his neck, and Ning Lan shook slightly. The temperature of the hand placed on him was much higher than that of his body. It was transmitted to his skin through a thin layer of cloth, which caused him to burn almost Want to flee.

He didn't dare to look at Sui Yun's expression, he was afraid to see scorn and disdain from his eyes.

The shoes did not fit well, and one of them fell off when jumping halfway. When Sui Yue stopped him and hugged him, a big hand was inevitably inserted into the gap of the skirt with a split skirt in the lower body, and his palm was close to him. With bare thighs, Ning Lan had a short breath, her toes curled subconsciously, and another shoe was also taken off during the rotation.

When he landed, he was still holding Sui Yang's neck. When his soles touched the cold ground, he couldn't balance his body. He only reached Sui Yang's nose without raising the insole. When he raised his head, he paid no attention to his lips. Touched Sui Yun's chin.

Sui Yang not only did not push him away, but also took him by his waist and pressed him into his arms, whispering in the side of his ear that he hadn't worn back, saying, "Stand firmly."

The live music was roaring, and the screams on the stage even made a huge sound. However, due to the closeness, Ning Lan still heard Sui Yang's words very clearly.

His ears immediately turned red, and he didn't want to be found by Sui Yue. His hand resting on his chest pushed in a panic, and the little finger ticked, and accidentally pulled two of his shirt buttons apart.

Ning Lan was a bit cold, but Sui Yang was all over his body. Especially after touching his slippery and soft thighs, his eyes couldn't help falling, watching the long straight white legs looming in the skirt as well as the rounded buttocks undulating under the fabric.

The ground slipped so hard that Ning Lan lost his shoes and did not dare to move too much. He carefully twisted his hips in the arms of Sui Yue carefully. He worked very hard to control the distance, trying not to lean on Sui Yang, but for some reason, the two were still tightly attached, with too much hug behind his back, his hips were almost embedded in Sui Yang, but fortunately, the cloth was rubbing, otherwise He was afraid of his strange reaction.

After dancing for more than three minutes, Ning Lan jumped sweating and raised her hand to caress the broken hair in front of her forehead. I don't know if it was an illusion. He felt Sui Yue's hand on his waist tightened tightly.

The last action is to lift the legs and kick Sui's legs, and then pretend to kiss. Ning Lan was afraid of pulling away the skirt with one hand, and bent his legs to slightly rub the outer side of Sui's thighs. Feeling made his heart beat a little faster.

At the end of a four-shot, Sui Yue reached out and grabbed Ning Lan snake's entangled leg, fixed his knees on his side with his knees bent, held his back with his other hand, and bent down to lower his body. Blocking Ning Lan, showing an extremely intimate posture.

The weight of Ning Lan's entire body was almost on Sui Yang, and the tip of their noses were facing the nose, which was much closer than when they rehearsed. He was so scared that he couldn't dare to come out, and his hands unconsciously carried Sui Yang's open clothes. Gaze suddenly moved up from the smooth chest muscles, and Sui Yang's pair of amber-colored pupils imprinted two little selves.

For a moment, Ning Lan was at a loss, probably because the atmosphere was rendered so well that he had the illusion that Sui Yang really put him in his eyes.

The lights gradually receded, and the two stepped out of the black. Ning Lan walked barefoot, and one of them nearly fell. Sui Yan's eyes behind him stretched out his hands quickly, holding him forward.

Ning Lan did not look back along the way. Sui Yan exhaled slowly, stroking her chest in the dark, and pressed her restless heartbeat back to the background.

ShowCase successfully completed the troop in the chorus of all AOW members and guests. The wonderful performance quickly turned into keywords and became popular on Weibo.

The company arranged a celebratory banquet, and all the cast members went directly to the hotel after the performance.

The teenagers excitedly brushed up Weibo discussions in the car. Only Ning Lan sat in the corner and couldn't agree. He didn't even want to touch his mobile phone. Today, he replaced Fang Yu and Sui Yun and danced. Gao Hua CP fans might not be able to scold him on the Internet.

At first he didn't quite understand why Zhang Fan arranged this way, but now he understands it. A performance, aside from the level of excitement, is the gimmick that can trigger discussion. It is vital that whether he is scolded or ridiculed can bring up the heat, even if the goal is achieved.

Isn't this small role that came in handy at this time?

The banquet was celebrated in a large box, and after three rounds of drinking, the crowd began to play back and shoulders, and the magic danced. Ning Lan followed the group to toast a few glasses of wine to the company's senior executives. When the wine came up, he was dizzy. He went to the corridor for a while, and when he opened the box door again, the smell of tobacco and wine swayed him. Don't want to go in.

He closed the door and walked down the corridor, hoping to find an empty room to sit for a while.

At the end of the corridor, there was an empty box with a door open. There was no light inside. Ning Lan walked in and covered the door. The light on the aisle became compressed into a narrow light and fell on the carpet in the room. Furnishings.

Ning Lan touched the edge of a chair along the wall in the dark, and sat down without thinking too much.

The **** is not touching the flat seat, but the legs of a person with temperature.

"Who?" Sui Yue opened her eyes alertly, raised her hand to hold the person leaning against him.

He couldn't stand the chaos in the box, so he came out to find a quiet place to stay. As a result, closing his eyes, a figure in a black dress kept shaking in front of his eyes, causing his palms to heat up and shortness of breath, as if just giving a Martian, the body can burn from the inside out.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Ning Lan didn't expect anyone here, and hurriedly stood up, but his waist was **** and couldn't help.

He turned his head and looked back, a face still in the dark still appeared before him, and Ning Lan opened his mouth in surprise: "Captain?"

Sui Yan also saw Ning Lan's face clearly. Their dance was arranged at the penultimate ShowCase, and Ning Lan came to the celebration party before she could remove her makeup. At this moment, a cluster of light outside the door was shining on his face, and the corners of the slightly-picked eyes were lingering red, and the wave of light covering the dark black pupil was shaking slowly, which was completely different from the cool touch of his body. The breath sprayed on the tip of the nose and spread along the wings to the cheeks.

Sui Yun's heart stopped beating almost immediately.

Ning Lan guessed that Sui Yang was drinking too much, so he was stupid and didn't move.

He was gripped by the waist and couldn't help, and he had nowhere to rest his hands to touch the edge of the chair underneath him. He wanted to use his strength to stand up, but the chair was not touched. First, he touched the tight thigh meat of Sui Yue and wanted to move. When I opened my hand, I slipped and touched something harder and hotter.

Then, he heard the sound of people swallowing saliva behind him, accompanied by a sexy, low-pitched breathing, forming a current, rushing into Ning Lan's heart with a spark, spreading his body radially.

This time, he apparently felt that Sui Yue's arms around his waist had increased strength, exerting more force than on the stage, making his legs soft, and just wanted to give up resistance and obey obediently.

Ning Lan turned her head and took a deep breath, but her chaotic thoughts did not follow her breath to discharge her body.

He bit his lower lip impatiently, raised his face, and put it in the wide chest of the person behind him, as he did on the stage, then raised an arm and extended it backward, tentatively touching his fingertips against the hot cheeks of the person behind him. Without being refused, he boldly continued to rub backwards along the slightly trembling facial skin, and finally bent his fingers to catch his stiff neck, which seemed to be doing an unnecessary resistance.

Ning Lan chuckled, leaning against Sui Yue's ear and saying, "Captain ... you're tough again."