A big hand held her waist firmly, and their bodies were very close, slowly rotating to the music.
Although Qin Shiyue was a little drunk, his steps were not frivolous.
In the empty room, the heartbeats of the two people could be heard clearly, and Song Nanruo smelled the faint smell of alcohol on Qin Shiyue's body.
She followed Qin Shiyue's steps and moved regularly. In her panic, her feet accidentally guessed Qin Shiyue's shoes several times.
Qin Shiyue laughed and shook his head.
Song Nanruo's attention was focused on Qin Shiyue, and he did not pay attention to his feet. Inadvertently, their feet stumbled together.
As soon as she lost her balance, she almost fell. In desperation, Qin Shiyue's big hands tightly hugged her waist, and she fell onto the sofa next to her.
Under the dim light, in confusion and infatuation, everything seemed to be just right.
Qin Shiyue took advantage of the drunkenness and kissed the pink lips that were slightly stained by red wine, and licked the remaining wine with the tip of his tongue.
Song Nanruo's body stiffened slightly, and a wave of heat rushed straight to his brain.
She responded to his kiss awkwardly. This kiss was long and gentle, completely different from the previous strong and domineering kiss.
When Qin Shiyue raised his head again, the light in his eyes was as bright as stars. If there was alcohol in the air, it would be impossible to tell that he was tipsy.
His sexy Adam's apple rolled, and his thin lips opened slightly, "I still want a birthday present."
Song Nanruo raised her head in confusion and looked at him with gentle eyes, "What?"
"you-"
The expression on Song Nanruo's little face was serious, "People cannot be given as gifts."
Qin Shiyue chuckled, shook his head, and touched Song Nanruo's head, "Why can't you see what I mean?"
His voice was so soft that it was lost even before it reached Song Nanruo's ears.
Song Nanruo was puzzled, "What?"
"It's nothing. I'm just happy that you can spend this birthday with me."
Qin Shiyue stood up, helped Song Nanruo up at the same time, and straightened her slightly messy clothes.
"Let's go, I'll take you home."
He took her hand and walked out the door.
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The next day, Song Nanruo came to the crew. It was already the third round of the competition. This was a crucial round.
The grouping this time was decided by the director. Song Nanruo and Song Xiayue were assigned to a group. This time they needed to perform "White Snake".
Director Wei took a look at Song Xia Yue's soft and frail appearance and felt that she was more suitable to play the role of White Snake, so the role of Green Snake was naturally played by Song Nanruo.
The plot of "White Snake" has become well-known and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is difficult to perform it well.
White Snake wants to spend a thousand years of cultivation to save his sweetheart Xu Xian, but Green Snake stops him.
"Sister, do you really want to do this? He is just a mortal, why bother?"
White Snake looked at Green Snake faintly, but his eyes were firm, "No need to ask more, if you can't defeat me, just leave on your own."
The two drew their swords and faced each other. Under the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, the two of them came and went.
The two were evenly matched, and Green Snake caught her by surprise and knocked the sword out of her hand. White Snake fell to the ground, panting slightly.
The Green Snake was condescending, the tip of the sword reached the White Snake, and he approached her step by step, "We have known each other for five hundred years, but we can't compare to the love at first sight between you and Xu Xian. How can you be so irresistible to temptation?"
White Snake knelt on the ground and looked directly at her, "After thousands of years of practice, what can you do to me?"
The green snake pressed forward step by step, the tip of the sword reaching the white snake's neck, "But humans and monsters cannot be together. Not only did you violate the taboo, you also betrayed our sisterhood."
(End of chapter)