Kiss You, Sweetheart

So, according to the list, the girls went to song Zhixin one by one to introduce themselves. It's just that when song Zhixin was in front of him one by one, his legs were soft. When he introduced himself, his mouth was tied and he couldn't say a complete sentence clearly.

What's a good impression?

However, the girls who regarded Demi as a thorn in their eye were professional models after all. When they introduced themselves to song Zhixin, they were of a certain standard and performed very well.

Even Jin Yushu, a little girl who was very excited when she saw song Zhixin, was very calm when she introduced herself. She was not as excited as she had shown. She was out of proportion.

Everyone had a very short introduction, so it was Demi's turn soon. No matter how low her head is, it's useless. At this time, she has to face the big man whom she can't avoid.

"Zheng MI." The trainer named her.

"Yes." Demi looks up, but her eyes don't dare fall on Song Zhixin.

Song Zhixin didn't look at her. He didn't know who brought him a chair. At this time, he was leaning lazily on the back of the chair with his legs up. He was elegant, like a prince.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes slanting down on the ground, listening to the sound of Demi's high-heeled shoes gently touching the ground, little by little approaching him.

Finally, her legs in black shoes came into his sight. Did not wear stockings, revealing snow-white instep, in the black background, so enjoyable.

What part of her is not pleasing? At the beginning, she just used her perfection to force him to sink step by step.

Song Zhixin raised his eyelids slightly and met Demi's eyes.

She just stood in front of him, hand slightly in front of the body, like a regular college student, looking at him calmly.

Song Zhixin's heart was cold.

Is this kind of vision, no wind and no rain, calm let him want to rage without reason. Like the past, never in her heart, leaving any traces.

As if he was just a stranger.

Song Zhixin's face, completely cold, makes Demi's heart suffocated. I don't know what kind of embarrassment he will have. Put the hand in front of the body, slightly tightened.

These little movements can't escape song Zhixin's eyes. He looks down at Demi, looks at her ruddy lips, gently opens and closes, and introduces himself.

Demi thought he would be embarrassed when she spoke. Unexpectedly, I let her finish the self introduction. However, after the introduction, he still looked at her, cold eyes, showing a deep sharp.

Demi moved her eyes a little, and didn't want to face his piercing eyes.

At this time, the gas in the training room is also a little strange. He was staring at Demi like that. Although his eyes were cold, it was a kind of observation. When others introduced him just now, song Zhixin's face was so careless that he was next.

But now, he's looking at Demi for a minute. It's not a long time, but in a quiet environment, it's definitely a "special" observation note.

Slowly, everyone's eyes on more than a point means.