Rose with Snow

The welcome dance prepared for the guests is also a rare relaxation time for the trainees. There is no recording pressure, and they can eat and drink with their companions.

The dance party lasted until ten o'clock in the evening. Everyone went to record the interactive session of the conversation, gathered the materials, and ended the day of shooting.

Shi Zhi explained a few words to the staff and turned around to send the guests away.

She smiled and said, "It's very late, I'll ask the staff to see you off... Are you taking a break in N city tonight, or?"

Lu Dang followed her out with a smile on his face: "Then please send us to the airport. Oh, there's no time to rest, it's been so busy during this time."

Shi Zhishun said: "Sishun won the award, and the road show and invitation will definitely not be interrupted. During this period of time, you have been tired, but the results are obvious to all, and they are praised everywhere."

Lu Dang was very useful, he was no longer humble, and instead he thought about the things he had in mind but had no clue about.

He knew that there was someone with a great background among the trainees. He thought that the other party would take the initiative to chat with them tonight. After the whole event tonight, the attitude of the trainees was good, but most of them watched from a distance with reverence and respect. .

Occasionally, a few people came over, and Lu Dang tried it out, but found that none of them were what he was looking for.

Is his message wrong? Or is the other party too reserved?

Thinking of missing out on a high-quality personal connection in front of him, Lu Dangxin felt unwilling.

Seeing that he was about to leave Chunye, Lu Dang stepped on the last step and asked unintentionally:

"I didn't ask carefully yesterday, why did we make it a day earlier? There must be a reason!"

Shi Zhi's answer was watertight: "I said on the phone earlier that the program flow was estimated incorrectly. The program will be broadcast on the 11th tomorrow, so it has to be done ahead of time and set aside time for editing, right?"

Lu Dangxun couldn't make a mistake, his news came from a wrong way, and he couldn't get it on the stage to say it, so he had to leave with regret.

With this kind of thing, he couldn't be happy until the airport.

Fu Shu's expression on the side was also very bad, as if someone owed him money.

Yi Siyi observed the expressions of the two of them, not knowing what to do.

While Fu Shu was on the phone, she thought about it and said to Lu Dang, "Director Lu, Fu Shu had private contact with the trainees at the dance."

Lu Dang hummed nonchalantly, and suddenly realized, could it be that the noble just likes Fu Shu? So the two are secretly in touch with each other?

Lu Dang became serious: "Tell me carefully."

Yi Siyi pouted and said, "I saw him go to the corner and say something to the two trainees. When he went there, his expression was normal. When he came out from there, his face was not right. Well, his face is still drooping until now."

Lu Dang was relieved when he heard it.

Emotional conflict? Or do you want to soak the little girl and was rejected? Can any little girl refuse Fu Shu... Forget it, it's not the person he's looking for anyway.

He was not interested: "That's it, let him go."

Yi Siyi: "He won't be difficult, will he?"

Lu Dang felt that it didn't matter. He glanced at Yi Siyi and said with a smile: "Is there such a lot of things? Why, do you want to do good things today? You care about them, Siyi, don't care about such things."

Lu Dang looked down on Fu Shu's lack of foundation and background, but he wouldn't take care of this kind of **** and offend people. An ordinary trainee, he was nothing before his debut.

When Fu Shu came back, the conversation between the two stopped.

Lu Dang continued to worry about his nobles. I don't know if there is a possibility of a relationship in the future.

Alas, I'm also a trainee, how come it's so far away...

etc. Lu Dang suddenly remembered, what if this trainee was very familiar with the trainee he hadn't seen, or even the same person?

The latter possibility was quickly ruled out by him. Fu Shu is not that stupid.

Lu Dang took a moment to ask Yi Siyi, "Have you seen who those two trainees are?"

Yi Siyi saw it, but thinking of Lu Dangcai's attitude, looking for these two trainees at this time may be a good or bad thing. She hesitated for a moment and then shook her head:

"I don't know, I didn't see it."

At the end of the day's process, the trainees shuffled back to the dormitory, because they all rushed to a certain point in time, and they became a large force of Tangtang, and the air in the middle of the night was a bit warm because of them.

What is outrageous is that Shan Silan is actually drunk.

Tao Qin helped Quan Yuanyuan support Shan Silan, and looked at Shan Silan who was obviously drunk: "How much did she drink?"

Quan Yuanyuan held the other side of Shan Silan, crying and laughing: "Half a cup?"

Yu Sheng held something for them and said next to him, "If you drink alcohol, you can get drunk."

Shan Silan suddenly stood up straight and retorted clearly: "How can someone get drunk after drinking half a glass? Has he not been weaned yet?"

Everyone present: "..."

Quan Yuanyuan was the first to laugh at her: "How can someone be so drunk that they even speak ill of themselves? Hey, it's a pity that I didn't have a mobile phone to take a picture. I'll show it to her when she wakes up."

Kou Lengyu immediately let the VJ teacher behind him, holding the camera, scolded Shan Silan's face:

"Come on, teacher, shoot here, now please let classmate Shan Silan perform for everyone I scold myself... Oh, this little red face is drunk..."

Shan Silan stared straight at the camera.

Kou Lengyu felt a little nervous: "Little crying bag, what are you looking at?"

Shan Silan suddenly cried, wow wow wow, Dou Da's tears flowed out.

Everyone: ! ! !

"Kou Lengyu, why are you recruiting her? You're calling others Xiaokubao to see that Xiaokubao bullies her!"

The scene was as if the eldest daughter made the younger daughter cry, and the parents stepped forward to host a fair family sitcom.

Shan Silan hugged her knees and squatted on the ground, still crying.

Although she has the nickname of the little crying bag, she has never cried in public since the first time, let alone the way of crying like a child. You have never seen this battle, and you are at a loss for a while.

Only Quan Yuanyuan calmly pushed Kou Lengyu away, squatted down in front of Shan Silan, and took out a tissue. Since Shan Silan threatened her with crying from time to time, the tissue on her body has never been broken.

She wiped her tears for Shan Silan, and showed the last patience of the irritable girl:

"Stop crying, ah, why are you crying this time? We told Kou Lengyu for you."

Shan Silan looked at the camera that was scared and backed away, and was extremely aggrieved with a crying voice:

"The beauty in the camera is so beautiful, much more beautiful than me, I'm so sad, I'm not the most beautiful girl in the world."

Quan Yuan Yuan: ? ? ?

Drunk Shansi Lan is even more outrageous!

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether Shan Silan was praising herself or praising herself.

One after another, forbidding laughter erupted from all around, but in the end, everyone couldn't hold back, and everyone laughed together.

"Mom, hahahaha laugh, I am not living, I declare that I will die directly tomorrow."

"I'm already embarrassed for her."

"It's so cute, hahahahaha, be confident, you are the most beautiful little crying bag!"

Looking at Shan Silan who was choked up in front of him, Quan Yuanyuan held back a smile:

"Did you hear me? I'm complimenting you on your good looks. You're much prettier than the woman in the camera."

Shan Silan sniffed at her:

"real?"

"real."

"you swear."

"I swear."

Shan Silan seemed to believe it a bit, and the tears did not continue to flow out.

She suddenly pointed in the direction of the camera, causing Teacher VJ to freeze.

"Last question, do you like her or me?"

Quan Yuanyuan: "..." This is a hairy difference!

Others: "Hahahahahaha!"

Shan Silan burst into tears: "You lied to me? You like her?! How is she better than me!"

Seeing that the crying bag that had just subsided had a tendency to explode again, Quan Yuanyuan gave up the struggle and said loudly:

"I like you, I like you!"

Shan Silan wiped away her tears firmly and smiled.

Quan Yuanyuan: "..." The effect is really immediate.

She couldn't hold her clenched fist anymore, her face became embarrassed, and her tone hardened: "Go back to sleep quickly, don't waste everyone's time."

As she was about to get up, Shan Silan put her arms around her neck, Quan Yuanyuan was caught off guard, and sat on the ground, even with Shan Silan falling onto her.

Quan Yuanyuan looked up, Shan Silan was wearing the noble and cold makeup of the little peacock, her eyes and nose were red from crying, her makeup was messy and inexplicably exciting.

"If you like me, you have eyesight."

"..."

Quan Yuanyuan is super loud, and his voice overwhelms the increasingly violent heartbeat:

"Go down, I can't carry you pig!"

"I'm not going."

"Shan Silan, you—"

Huaixu looked at Quan Yuanyuan and Shan Silan who were smashed into a ball, and then looked at everyone who was watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal. She shook her head with a smile, and sighed to Song Yingshi:

"These two can really make trouble."

Song Yingshi followed and looked over, and the strange feeling in her heart became heavier and heavier.

She looks a little bit like everyone now, but Huaixu has a pure mind. She is more Ji than Huaixu?

It can only be said that it is another kind of latecomer, and Song Yingshi comforted herself.

At the end of the road stood the silent and generous white pagoda, and the trainees merged into it little by little along the boulevard.

The dim tower body lights up square blocks of light one after another, and then goes out one by one under the gaze of the moon.

On the seventh floor, in a bright window that is still lit.

Song Yingshi and Huai Xu quickly finished washing up at the same time. Song Yingshi put down the beauty device, lit the new scented candles that she brought last time, and covered the camera with a towel.

The candlelight reflected on the wall, casting an oval shadow. Song Yingshi stared at the shaking light and shadow for a while, and listened to the movement behind her.

After more than a month of sleeping together, she could guess what Huai Xu was doing just by listening to the voice.

The muffled sound of making the bed loose, the tap of picking up and putting down the mug, the rustling sound of flipping the pages.

All of this was not much different from before, creating an ordinary night that made Song Yingshi feel extremely at ease.

The only problem is... Song Yingshi turned around and looked at Huai Xu who was sitting on the head of the bed with a peaceful expression.

They had just kissed tonight, and after returning to the dormitory, Huaixu didn't seem a bit strange? She thought she would...

They kissed.

Does Huai Xu really still like her?

Song Yingshi was still thinking about how to explain to Huai Xu how she asked her to kiss her, but now it seems... as if she doesn't need to explain.

Forget it, but Song Yingshi had a hard time being happy.

When Huai Xu didn't speak, she also didn't take the initiative to speak. Song Yingshi put out the candle, and out of the corner of the eye, she paid attention to Huaixu's movements.

Huai Xu picked up the lyrics book and put it down.

Huai Xu leaned on the head of the bed and looked straight ahead, wondering what she was thinking.

Finally, Huai Xu looked at her sideways.

Song Yingshi's body was tense, and she raised her mind. Before the words reached her lips, she listened to Huaixu asking for her opinion:

"I want to sleep, can I turn off the lights now?"

"..."

very good. After the kiss, Huai Xu slept even if she slept earlier.

Huaixu added: "It's getting late."

Song Yingshi took a deep breath and said lightly, "You're right."

In the past, whoever wanted to go to bed earlier would discuss with each other to turn off the lights earlier. Song Yingshi neatly rolled over and got out of bed to turn off the lights.

She came back in her slippers, sat down on the edge of the bed, and lifted her legs onto the bed.

Just as she was about to pull the quilt over, she paused for two or three seconds without moving, then stepped on the slipper, stood up, and sat down beside the other bed.

Since she can't sleep, Huaixu doesn't want to sleep peacefully.

With the good psychological quality of sharing weal and woe, Song Yingshi cried out in the dark:

"Huai Xu."

Huaixu's voice sounded a little surprised: "You... I'm here."

Song Yingshi said very naturally: "Go over there a little bit and leave me some space."

"..."

Song Yingshi didn't care what Huaixu's reaction was, and at this time, unexpectedly, she felt a kind of pleasure similar to the success of revenge.

Without waiting for Huai Xu to make a sound, she groped in the darkness, and across the quilt she touched Huai Xu's kneecap, Song Yingshi gently pushed it and urged in a low voice:

"Why don't you move?"

After a while, there was a rustling sound in the room where the lights were turned off.

Song Yingshi was extremely satisfied, and just as she threw off her slippers, she heard Huaixu's calm warning:

"Are you sure you want to come up?"

Song Yingshi's movements stopped for a while.

Huaixu propped up her upper body with her elbows, feeling Song Ying's indecision, and she didn't know whether she was relaxed or disappointed.

She didn't have time to tell the difference. After the short pause button, Song Yingshi climbed onto her bed even more quickly:

"What's really uncertain? It's just a heart-to-heart talk before bed."

Huai Xu closed her eyes gently, and when she opened it again, Song Yingshi was already lying beside her, almost touching her head, but she was inside the quilt and Song Yingshi was outside the quilt.

Song Yingshi also tried to pull her pillow: "Give me some points."

Huai Xu bowed back and said with a smile, "Are you here to make trouble? Or do you want to..."

Halfway through her words, a finger fell on her lips.

After getting used to the light, Huaixu saw that her eyes were glowing, like a demon at night.

Song Yingshi approached, slept on her pillow, and said in an angry voice:

"Today's camera is just covered, unplugged, you talk... be careful."

The breath of Song Yingshi's words blew away the broken hair in Huaixu's ear, and drilled into her ear canal warmly, a little itchy.

Huaixu pursed her lips and subconsciously looked in the direction of the camera.

There was silence between the two. The aroma of roses wafts out in the dark night, quiet and coquettish.

Song Yingshi wanted to make trouble, but she was lying beside Huaixu. She was comforted by the very close distance, but another kind of thought was about to stir.

Without Huai Xu's knowledge, she quietly wrapped her fingertips around the other person's long hair and whispered as usual:

"Huai Xu."

A single syllable escaped from Huai Xu's nose to reply to her, indicating that she was listening.

Song Yingshi asked generously: "How does it feel to kiss me?"

Huai Xu was lying flat, but suddenly looked at her sideways. She didn't say anything, but the restlessness in her movement said everything.

Song Yingshi was still a little uncomfortable at first, but seeing Huaixu like this, she forgot everything and became more interested:

"Or do you want to hear first, what's it like to kiss you?"

After two or three seconds, Huai Xu chuckled: "Well, I want to hear it, you say."

Song Yingshi circled the ends of her hair and answered the question earnestly with her eyebrows raised, "You are very fragrant, and your lips are soft. It's been so hot that they've been together for a long time. It's your turn."

Huaixu's voice was a little lazy: "This is the only sentence?"

"That's it, what else can there be?" Song Yingshi retorted, and it was only a light kiss.

"Well, I feel the same way."

Song Yingshi deeply felt the other party's perfunctory, raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry when she heard the sentence:

"Did it bite you back then?"

The words came out, and the temperature seemed to rise. Song Yingshi tightened the hair around her fingertips and pulled it into her flesh, her voice as thin as tangled silk:

"What do you say?"

Huaixu said lightly: "It should be painful. Don't concentrate."

Song Yingshi remembered the scene where she demonstrated against Fu Shu. Although she was a famous teacher, she lost most of her confidence and muttered:

"Mmmm, you're attentive, I didn't see you kissing a flower."

The communication between the two was originally a voice of anger. She muttered these words quickly, and Huaixu couldn't hear them clearly:

"Say what?"

Song Yingshi closed her mouth and said softly, "I'm reflecting on myself."

Huai Xu didn't believe a word, but when she saw Song Ying's appearance, she couldn't get angry.

Really planted on a person, no matter how you look at it, it is pleasing to the eye, even if she is angry with her and annoyed at her, it is with two points of connivance.

Huai Xu groped Song Ying's eyebrows in the dark, and finally landed on her lips, softly:

"It still hurts?"

Song Yingshi's lips were thicker than hers, the upper and lower lips were plump and full, not stippled but red, with a natural smile.

Huai Xu was biting her lower lip, and the tender and sensual feeling flicked between her teeth remained between her lips and teeth, as if she could reminisce every bite.

She twirled her fingertips, rubbed Song Yingshi's lower lip very gently and slowly, and coaxed her:

"No pain, no pain."

Song Yingshi opened her mouth and was about to speak when her finger slipped between her lips, touching her teeth, like an uninvited and polite guest.

From this second on, the verbal confrontation lost its meaning, and Huaixu didn't need her to give an answer to her question.

Song Yingshi's teeth loosened, her fingertips were like swimming fish, and she tightened it a little bit, and nibbled at Huaixu's first knuckle.

She raised her eyes and met Huai Xu's gaze.

The camera is like a night blind dog that has lost its vision, alertly capturing every nuisance in the room.

Song Yingshi and Huaixu acted recklessly under its eyes, their eyes almost burning each other.

Between the narrow and gentle lips and teeth, Song Yingshi's tongue swayed and stroked Huai Xu's fingerprints with the tip of her tongue. This was a novel experience for her. Get the trespasser wet.

When she finally brushed past her knuckles, Huaixu curled her fingers into the soft tongue, and at the same time pushed Song Yingshi's teeth with her knuckles.

Drive straight in.

She stirred up the wind and rain, and Song Yingshi refused to fall behind, biting endlessly, and the water was lingering.

There was restraint at first, but the more they went on, the two lost their temper. The sound of sucking with the sound of water diffused out, and in the dim night, on the square bed, it overlapped with their increasingly rapid breathing, and there were waves of love.

The scalding tide gushed more and more rapidly, wetting people.

The bed under them is the only boat, they are each other's oars, but they will only stir up each other's emotions, spinning and sinking in the whirlpool.

Until Song Yingshi propped up her scalded body and planted half of her body on Huai Xu, she lowered her head to kiss, but was stopped by Huai Xu.

Song Yingshi woke up for a moment.

"why?"