This is the first time for Ling Zhen to feel the kiss carefully.
The only few experiences before, each time I was passive, either I was too ashamed to feel it, or I was so angry that I didn’t want to feel it.
This time, Wei Xi completely handed over to her.
Apart from pressing her hands on her back, she didn't make any movements.
When Ling Zhen posted it for the second time, he even closed his eyes.
Let her play.
So Ling Zhen found that the feeling of actively kissing others is very different.
Men's lips are also soft.
It's cool and it's hot.
She licked it twice, and then tentatively stuck her little tongue in.
The pleasant smell from Wei Xi's body came over, and with the contact of lips and teeth, Ling Zhen's senses all over his body were infinitely magnified, and an unprecedented stimulation swept over him.
The heart beats fast, beating in the ear one by one. She was weak all over, although she was kissing the other party, she was as soft as if she was clinging to him.
The tingling sensation began to jump from the fingertips, as if a small electric current was flowing down the spine. She seemed to be buried in a ball of cotton, floating and shivering with heat.
In a daze, Ling Zhen thought, it turns out that it is really... comfortable.
But the tip of her tongue hooked his mouth, and then she ran out of skills.
Ling Zhen tried his best, then backed away, his face flushed, and he asked Wei Xi in a soft voice: "... Are you happy now?"
The man slowly opened his eyes.
At that moment, the dark pupils were like ink, with a ray of fire falling down, scorching hot.
… He was wrong.
In order for the little girl to explore by herself, he gave her everything.
But he didn't expect how fatal it would be if she took the initiative a little bit.
The creature lurking in her heart suddenly grew stronger, and when she kissed him jerky and disorderly, it screamed like crazy.
The man held her down and kissed her fragile neck along her chin, his teeth seemed to be biting. Ling Zhen's skin was delicate, and immediately turned red.
Wei Xi had a blue vein in his arm, raised his head after a few seconds, restrained his voice completely hoarse: "...Are you afraid of pain?"
Ling Zhen's almond eyes were moist, he flinched, and his voice was soft: "Of course I'm afraid."
Wei Xi let out a hot breath.
No, I can't control it.
will hurt her.
Ling Zhen looked at him blankly and fearfully, feeling that the man's expression was really not happy.
Instead, it looked like it was about to explode.
Is it because she kissed wrongly
But she dared not move. The shape under the buttocks is a little clear, she didn't know it at first, but someone took her hand and taught her before.
It's a scary thing QAQ
After a while, Ling Zhen supported Wei Xi's shoulder, sobbing, "I don't want to hurt..."
Wei Xi was almost sucking in air-conditioning.
The person playing with fire is still crying: "Let me hurt you and ignore you."
Wei Xi took a deep breath, his solid chest rose and fell twice, and then he used his reason to suppress his desire. He let her go, pulled the messy collar back up for her, and said in a low voice: "... it will always hurt."
Ling Zhen whimpered, thinking, not even once.
Obviously kissing is very comfortable. Why should it hurt
In order to divert his attention, Ling Zhen thought of another topic: "There will be an international stage in June. I don't know if I can go on stage alone next time."
Wei Xi was calming himself down, and when he heard the words, he gave a soft "hmm".
"The group dance I led this time was very well received. Hehe, Mr. Wen said that after watching our video, there are not many people in China who can dance this dance like this," the little girl's breath was very clear, coming and going , she quickly forgot what shameful thing she did just now, and shook her head a little proudly, "Mr. Wen said that she also watched Song Zhi's solo dance, which is much different from ours~"
But men, especially when their desires are dissatisfied, don't like to hear other men appear in her mouth.
Wei Xi sniffed the slightly sweet scent in her hair behind her ears, paused, and said, "Ling Zhen, can I open a dance studio for you?"
Ling Zhen opened his eyes wide: "Why?"
"Without the quota of the dance troupe, I will participate in the event in my personal capacity."
Of course, there is no need to interact with the people in the dance troupe anymore.
Ling Zhen blinked.
If she is strong enough, of course she is willing to fly solo. But she is still not sure if her conditions allow it. After all, Teacher Wen's reputation is already so great, but he still stays in the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe.
Ling Zhen thought for a while and said, "Can I go back and ask?"
Wei Xi nodded. He just proposed it first, and it should take some time to realize it.
Ling Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
I was a little sleepy when I was in the hot water, but after I came back, it was like a battle. Kissing others was really tiring. At this moment the drowsiness came back again, Ling Zhen moved a little away, being careful not to touch him, and said, "Then I'm going back to sleep?"
After speaking, he glanced at him, still calm.
So she jumped off his lap directly: "Good night!"
Wei Xi sat alone in the living room for a while.
Then he lowered his head slightly: "Good night."
After the weekend, Ling Zhen returned to the regiment.
She didn't see Mr. Wen at the art festival last time. Mr. Wen should come today. She plans to ask Wei Xi about what she mentioned. After all, Teacher Wen is her senior no matter in the sky or on the ground, and she has much richer experience.
After entering the group, I asked the little girl next to me, and found out that the group had dinner tonight, and Teacher Wen would only come at that time. Ling Zhen was not in a hurry, put down his things, went to change into dance clothes, and practiced in the rehearsal room.
She hasn't had any announcements recently, and she can come to the dance company most of the time. Xing Li is a very good manager and respects her wishes. After seeing Ling Zhen go further and further in dance, she greatly reduced her acting work. Now Ling Zhen's dance level is even higher than when he was in Immortal World.
Wherever she was, Song Ling and the others automatically came over and practiced with her.
Song Ling took an ipad and asked Ling Zhen: "Sister Zhenzhen, did you watch Teacher Wen's performance last time?"
Ling Zhen stopped, thinking why he didn't see Mr. Wen's performance, his face flushed slightly: "No, no."
Song Ling didn't notice it, she held the ipad in front of her, and exclaimed: "It's really amazing, I think Mr. Wen is almost becoming a god, is this a body movement that a human can make..."
The group's admiration for Wen Zichu has reached a certain level, this level of rainbow fart is nothing. Ling Zhen smiled and took it over, "Then let me appreciate it."
Then she took a few glances and gradually opened her eyes wide.
Teacher Wen's movements are indeed more comfortable than before, clear and elegant, with a sense of beauty that cannot be reproduced. Looking through the screen, you can even feel a breath rushing towards your face...
After Ling Zhen finished reading all of them, he was a little lost in thought.
Song Ling was still sighing beside her: "Immortal, this is an immortal!"
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. Ling Zhen raised his eyebrows, and suddenly had a vague guess.
... When I see Mr. Wen at night, I have to ask him carefully.
The place for the dinner was set at a restaurant in the city center, and the food was Hangzhou cuisine. The second floor is full of private rooms, and the group leader directly reserved the largest room for them.
It was almost time, the little girls in the dance troupe held each other's arms and went out together to take a taxi.
Ling Zhen lowered his head, sent a text message to Wei Xi, and was dragged away.
On the other side, Wei Xi looked down after receiving a text message.
Zhao Yan knocked on the door and walked in, "Mr. Wei, Yuanda said they want to treat you to dinner, or should I bring someone there?"
Yuanda has been their competitor for many years. The boss of the opponent is dedicated to competing with Wei Xi for various resources, and often sends out some invitations to connect with each other. Mr. Wei has never been interested in accompanying him.
Wei Xi looked down at the text message.
Ling Zhen said that he would go to a certain restaurant with the people in the group and let him eat by himself at night.
Wei Xi put away the phone, and said lightly: "Have they settled down yet?"
Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Oh—sure, that Hunan restaurant on XX Road..."
"Change it to this," Wei Xi sent the address of the restaurant to Zhao Yan's phone, "Let them come here."
The group used to have dinner together before, but Ling Zhen didn't have a close relationship with them and rarely participated.
As soon as she came this time, she was embraced by several little girls and sat down at the main table. The seat next to it was vacant, reserved for Wen Zichu.
The head of the group first stood among several round tables and said a few words, then the door of the private room was pushed open, and the waiter pushed the dining car in. The dishes are all home-cooked, small roast beef, deep-fried shrimp, garlic vermicelli shrimp, and roasted vegetarian goose are served on the table in a plate.
Song Ling ate happily next to Ling Zhen, and it took a while to remember: "Hey, let's just start eating like this? Teacher Wen hasn't come yet—"
Before she finished speaking, Ling Zhen suddenly sensed a familiar aura.
The chair next to him was pulled away, Wen Zichu sat down and said with a smile, "Sorry for being late."
Ling Zhen still had a croquette on her cheek, but she looked at Wen Zichu and slowed down her chewing. After a while, I whispered: "Teacher, you..."
"Yeah," Wen Zichu nodded, "I'll talk about it later."
Halfway through the meal, Wen Zichu said to go to the bathroom and left the private room. After a while, Ling Zhen also wiped his mouth and walked out.
This floor is full of private rooms with closed doors, and it seems that they are all discussing some important matter in secret. Ling Zhen walked along the corridor, feeling a little nervous for some reason.
Turning a corner, at the end of the corridor, at the corner of the stairs, Wen Zichu was looking at a blue and white porcelain vase.
Ling Zhen walked over and raised his eyes: "Teacher, the aura on your body..."
Wen Zichu put his hands behind his back and smiled slightly: "This time I went to the southwest, and I gained something."
Ling Zhen swallowed his saliva, and asked cautiously: "Is there a spiritual source?"
"Yes, and," Wen Zichu smiled lightly, "I heard a little echo from over there."
…
The business negotiation is over, and the wine table is officially entered.
Yuanda's Mr. Wang is also a young man, so he always felt that he was a match for Wei Xi, and wanted to prove himself by defeating him, but unfortunately he never succeeded.
Mr. Wang drank three glasses of wine, but Wei Xi still didn't drink at all. He was not very happy, raised his wine glass: "Mr. Wei, don't give me face—"
Wei Xi sat at the table with an indifferent and distant expression. White and slender fingers pinched the glass, not drinking.
Zhao Yan has already stood up proficiently, with a standard smile on his face: "President Wang, don't worry, let me toast you first!"
Mr. Wang looked better now, and started drinking with Zhao Yan.
There was a foul smell of alcohol in the private room.
Wei Xi got up, pushed open the carved wooden door of the box, leaned outside the corridor, and wanted to light a cigarette.
But when he swept his gaze, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure going around the corner, the tip of his hair flickering in the air.
Wei Xi paused.
Then he threw the cigarette into the trash can.
Step by step, walk over there, the closer you get, the more obvious the human voice will be.
The corridor at the corner was not deep, and there was a glazed lamp hanging from the ceiling. Under the warm yellow light, the little girl stood with her head up in front of Wen Zichu.
"The echo of..." The man's voice was not high.
Wei Xi stopped at the corner and leaned against the wall. With lowered eyes, the lines drawn from the bridge of the nose to the corners of the lips are a bit cold.
He suddenly wanted to light a cigarette again.
After a long time, his familiar soft voice sounded, full of doubts and uncertainties: "This... are you sure? After all, you have been here for such a long time, and you have never..."
Wen Zichu could understand the worry and uneasiness of the girl in front of him very well. After finally getting acquainted with a stable life, he might face turmoil again. This kind of emotion is quite normal.
As a senior, what he has to do is to tell her the possibility and let her judge for herself. "
"I can't be sure, but there is something that you need to think about in advance." Wen Zichu said.
Ling Zhen frowned slightly, with complicated thoughts: "What is it?"
"If you can really leave," Wen Zichu smiled, "...will you leave?"
A few meters away, Wei Xi raised his eyelids.
There was frost on his face.
The author has something to say: Wei Xi: Do you want to die
Ling Zhen: harm, fear
The question of whether to walk or not actually runs through the whole thing~ You can guess, I think most people can guess right~
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