Tang Xue entered a room with music. With her unprofessional ears, the music was probably played with a guqin, and the tune was melodious and beautiful, like the murmur of running water.
The door of the house was not closed tightly, and the water poured out like this.
She was fascinated, and unconsciously opened the door and walked in.
On the other side of the door is a flat and wide ice rink. On the snow-white ice, there is a person dancing.
Ah no, it's skating.
He was wearing a pure black training suit, and under the wrapping of the training suit, his limbs looked slender and powerful. With the ups and downs of the music, he glides, spins, jumps, and takes off on the ice. When it hit the ground, the ice blade and the ice surface wiped out a plume of white ice chips.
I don't know if it was because of a pair of ice blades separated from the ground. When he stepped on the ice and danced, his body looked extra light, like an ink-colored butterfly, lingering alone in the empty valley.
Tang Xue was delighted to watch from the side, and couldn't help but get closer, trying to see his face clearly.
A voice suddenly stopped her: "That classmate over there, who are you looking for?"
Tang Xue paused and saw that there were many people beside the skating rink, some were sitting, some were standing, some were wearing ordinary clothes, and some were wearing training clothes.
The one who stopped her was a middle-aged woman with long hair and sportswear. Seeing that he didn't answer, the woman continued, "We're training." The implication was to leave quickly.
Tang Xue scratched her head, "No, I'm sorry."
She looked back and pulled away to leave.
At this time, the person on the ice suddenly stopped dancing, stepped on the ice blade, and with the stamina of the body swing, turned the direction and slid towards Tang Xue.
The ink-colored butterfly is gradually flying and getting closer.
Tang Xue saw those deer eyes again. Round outline, clean pupils, gentle and moist eyes.
She froze for a moment, then smiled: "Why are you?"
This person was the one she confessed to at supper, and she didn't expect to meet again so soon.
Against the background of his black clothes, his skin looked better than snow. He had just finished exercising, with a healthy flush on his soft-line cheeks, and his bangs, soaked in sweat, were stuck to his forehead in dreadlocks.
Tang Xue looked at his bangs and wanted to lift him up.
When he heard Tang Xue's question, he didn't answer, only smiled at her.
When laughing, there is a shallow dimple on the left cheek, which looks quite cute.
He laughed, and Tang Xue smirked along with her. After laughing, she was about to speak when someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder.
With a heavy slap, her entire shoulder sank.
After the shoot, the slap clasped her shoulder and refused to leave.
Tang Xue turned her head darkly and saw Li Yubing's handsome and begging face.
Li Yubing raised his eyebrows slightly, with a strange smile in his handsome eyes, "What do you want to do?"
Tang Xue was questioned by his shoulders firmly, and was very unhappy, "What's your business?!" As she spoke, she broke his hand. It's a pity that this guy's hands are too strong, and she can't break free after a long time.
"Tang Xue, you've grown up," Li Yubing's tone was also weird, half a smile, "It's okay if you usually do something wrong, and you dare to come to the figure skating team to harm the little boy?"
"Li Yubing, don't talk nonsense."
Li Yubing clasped her shoulders and pushed her out, "Don't disturb other people's training." He looked at the people beside the ice rink and said to one of them, "I'm sorry Coach Yang, I didn't think highly of her."
"It's alright." The one called Coach Yang shook his head.
Tang Xue was pushed by Li Yubing. She wanted to get rid of it but couldn't get rid of it. She felt that she had no cards at all. When the two were about to go out, she heard someone behind her say, "I'm not a little boy."
His voice, like his eyes, was warm and clean, like a quiet flowing spring.
Tang Xue twisted her head and wanted to speak to him. She hadn't found anyone yet, but she was suddenly pushed by Li Yubing, her field of vision switched quickly, and when the frame was finally fixed, there was only a wall in front of her.
"Li Yubing, you bastard." Tang Xue cursed through gritted teeth.
One day, he could hear the word "jerk" in the mouth of a bastard. Li Yubing felt a sense of achievement inexplicably, and winning a gold medal in a competition was not so exciting.
The two of them left the training ground just like that. Tang Xue suddenly grabbed Li Yubing's wrist on her shoulder and pulled his arm down, trying to throw him over the shoulder.
She once fell Liao Zhenyu and her father in this way. The key is to be fast and surprise.
It's a pity, it's a pity, Li Yubing is not an otaku or a middle-aged or elderly person. He reacted too quickly. When Tang Xue touched her wrist, he knew her intention, so he stretched out his arm and folded it lightly, and he turned back to the customer. Wrap one arm completely around her neck, holding her whole body firmly in front of her chest.
Tang Xue was restrained like a prisoner, without any dignity. What was even more annoying was that she was forced to lean against Li Yubing's arms, with her shoulders tightly against his chest, and she could clearly feel his breathing. Li Yubing was much taller than her. He controlled her and enveloped her. At this moment, she was surrounded by his breath.
"What do you want to do?" Li Yubing smiled. The laughter sounded particularly pleasant.
Tang Xue tilted her head back heavily, trying to hit his chin with her head, but Li Yubing quickly raised her other hand, firmly clasped the top of her head, rubbed her head, and then He laughed again, deliberately disgusting her, and said in a very disgusting tone: "Naughty."
Tang Xue's scalp was numb, and she said, "Li Yubing, let me go."
Li Yubing saw Tang Xue struggling in his arms, like a little black rabbit who fell into a trap, weak, desperate and helpless. There was an uncontrollable pleasure in his heart. He smiled and said, "Please."
Tang Xue gritted her teeth: "Li Yubing, don't force me to use a trick."
"I want to see, what else do you do?"
"I repeat, let me go."
"beg me."
Tang Xue closed her eyes, as if she had made up her mind. She opened her eyes suddenly, thrust her right hand back sharply, and pushed hard between his legs.
Li Yubing's body was shocked, and the whole figure bounced back suddenly as if being electrocuted.
Tang Xue finally got rid of him, she slowly exhaled, and turned to look at him with her arms folded.
Li Yubing's face was black, and blue veins burst out on the forehead, which shows that the stimulation was not small. He stared at Tang Xue, gritted his teeth and said, "You rascal."
Tang Xue's move simply hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred, but she couldn't show her timidity, she had to hold it, so she raised her chin and looked at him indifferently, "You rascal, what can you do to me?"
"What can I do to you? I, I..." Li Yubing probably lost his mind, squinting and sneering, "I want revenge, come here for me."
"What are you doing?"
"Touch it back."
"..." Tang Xue turned around and ran away when she saw the situation was not going well.
Li Yubing rolled up his sleeves and chased after him with a grim expression.