Dad, please let me push alone!

Even though her waist was touched many times, at this stage, Chu Yuanqing still felt that there was something strange. She thought that it was probably caused by male thinking. Being hugged by a girl as old as her daughter would always make her feel uncomfortable. Feel awkward and discordant.

And it is precisely this kind of thought that makes the brisk and rhythmic BGM sound, the ambiguity and excitement of the dance music itself inexplicably adds a bit of immorality and taboo.

Xie Qingxuan felt this deeply. After awakening [Flow], she was particularly sensitive to the various emotions included in the definition of sparkle. As a result, every time she practiced with Chu Yuanqing, she could hallucinate about meeting an innocent and cold little widow in a bar. scene.

That kind of old-fashioned, serious and beautiful without knowing it, as if accidentally broke into the feasting, and was involved in the torrent of desire in ignorance, and then even the eyes that had experienced the accident were gradually blurred in the erosion of alcohol, and began to become more and more indulgent. The sense of depravity is really... unstoppable.

The best thing is that this subtle transformation that occurred in practice after practice only exists in her personal memory. Now even if she is on the stage for people to watch, the audience will not be able to enjoy the beauty of this degenerate cultivation system taste.

In short, Xie Qingxuan quietly and exclusively collected this side of Chu Yuanqing, just like the joy that Xiao Yinghua gained when she taught "Little Deer Crash".

Although the golden retriever dog is so natural that she still can't understand why she is so happy, but this does not prevent her from remembering these precious details firmly.

Chu Yuanqing didn't know what a strange image she was already in the opponent's head. Not long after she was hugged around the waist, she naturally held hands with him, spun around in place a few times like a ballet dancer, and continued to connect with each other in a silky way. Dance steps, completed the practice of this part.

Well, although she still feels ashamed sometimes, she has already practiced almost numb to most of the parts, so she will feel a little bit after the aftertaste.

At present, there is only the last part, crawling over the ground like a cat, the body naturally presents curves and waves, and then like a pounce on the other side, the dance moves of misplaced kissing are still the eternal pain in the heart .

But this is also normal.

Rather, if he didn't even have any sense of shame in doing this action, then Chu Yuanqing would doubt whether he was really a femme fatale.

Therefore, this sense of shame is the proof that a man's self-esteem is still alive!

Every night before Chu Yuanqing, he had to review the game fiercely, using this reason to stabilize his Dao heart, so that he could sleep with peace of mind.

Xie Qingxuan wiped the sweat with a towel, and then drank water quietly. She leaned halfway against the wall of the dance room, imitating the flowing gold of the sky, and was tall and tall at about 171 cm. Her long, slender legs were wrapped in yoga pants Wrapped, the slender waist is flexible.

As for going up again, it is the field of seeing no evil.

Xie Qingxuan was in a daze as if in a trance, as if she was in a spotless cloud, with a peaceful and distant demeanor.

This is exactly the case with the permanent [zazen].

This pure and natural state of mind, hanging high in the sky and looking down, is enough to simplify everything.

Xie Qingxuan's brain was quickly recalling the training before breaking down. While replaying the game, she unbuttoned her shirt and twirled the elastic underwear with her fingertips.

——The corset style is made of breathable materials, but it is easy to look stuffy.

The scenery under the girl's fingertips was surrounded by deep and dark towering mountains. The fine and transparent dewdrops flowed up and down in the chest during her breathing. She stretched the shoulder straps a few times to dissipate heat and ventilate, showing the fine branches. Fruitful superiority.

If Chu Yuanqing's curves are better in proportion, then the golden retriever dog's curves are better in domineering area. Even though it is hooped a lot, it is still very eye-catching.

Chu Yuanqing politely looked away with a calm expression.

She had taken many baths and had seen the world in the mirror.

Furthermore, golden retrievers have never had any defense against themselves. With their well-developed bodies, they are always prone to passively send out benefits when getting along. If they see too much and make a fuss, it will appear that their thoughts are impure.

——Since girls get along like this, you have to get used to it!

But inexplicably, Tang Liuli's graceful petite body like a Greek statue appeared in his head, wearing only obscene clothes in the light.

Well, it fits the cuteness of a green-eyed cat.

Chu Yuanqing didn't think much, so he put it behind him, read the music score, and after slightly strengthening his memory, he started today's vocal training.

Time passes quickly.

that night,

Xie Qingxuan woke up again from a light sleep, her mind was full of Chu Yuanqing's voice and smile.

These days of getting along piecemeal, like snowflakes avalanche deep in the brain, constructing piece after piece of personality puzzle.

- It's amazing.

Luo Chan's personality puzzle was perfectly constructed at that time, and it was sealed in the depths of consciousness, like the streamer frozen in amber, and the formed dream puzzle was frozen, waiting for her to use at any time.

Chu Yuanqing was different. No matter how much information she subconsciously collected and how many personality fragments she constructed, every time she thought it was close to being complete, the whole jigsaw puzzle suddenly seemed so incomplete.

It seems that the portrait of the other party is drawn in the vast snow, no matter how you wave the pen and ink, it will be submerged in the continuous falling white in an instant.

And where does the heavy snow come from in the subconscious?

In the final analysis, it's just a golden retriever's never-ending curiosity about someone.

The personality puzzle is not such a mysterious thing, but a general and abstract impression frame is formed through the collection of subconscious information. As for the dream puzzle, it is the core based on this frame.

Xie Qingxuan has no emotion for the stage, nor does she have any dreams for idols, so she uses this abstract method of engraving to fabricate the so-called jigsaw puzzle modules, which are self-hypnotic and loaded to produce similar emotions.

In other words, personality puzzles are tools.

And Chu Yuanqing in her heart, did not know when she broke away from the definition of a tool. As a human being who is alive and changing from moment to moment, [Zazen] will never be able to simulate the personality puzzle of the other party.

It's a pity that her natural dullness is extremely extreme, and she murmured in her heart:

"Do I...do I regard Xiaoqing as my muse?"

"So, the more I want to portray her, the more I find that there are a lot of details lacking, and every time I feel that I am getting closer to completeness, I will feel very happy from the bottom of my heart."

Xie Qingxuan's legs rubbed, and she hugged the quilt. She thought about it again and again, but she couldn't sleep anyway. She silently picked up a pillow, got into Chu Yuanqing's bed openly, and said seriously:

"Xiaoqing, I want to sleep with you."

Chu Yuanqing opened his sleepy eyes in a daze, and saw the fair-skinned, beautiful, long-breasted, and obedient demon king, lying on his side without dignity, hugging the pillow, without the slightest sense of being coquettish , issued a post request for a super straight ball.

Chu Yuanqing shook his head cruelly and said:

"No, I'm used to sleeping alone."

Xie Qingxuan thought for a while and expressed his true feelings in a calm tone:

"But I have to understand you more, get closer to you, and get in touch with you more, so that I can perform a better stage."

Chu Yuanqing has a set of skills to identify lies, and he can see that the other party is not lying, so he is directly silenced.

Liuli was able to deceive her at the beginning because the other party was so abnormal that she had a schizophrenia.

But Qingxuan wouldn't be schizophrenic, right?So there is a high probability that these words are not lying.

Could it be... Girl group idols need daily postings to increase the sense of tacit understanding on stage?

Chu Yuanqing's world view was broadened, and she began to worry about her daughter's sexual orientation in the future.

Although it is difficult for a straight girl to be turned around, if she has debuted for a long time, it is indeed unknown whether she still likes men after graduation.

Chu Yuanqing thought about it again and felt that it didn't seem to be very important whether the little cotton-padded jacket liked a boy or a girl, and he was immediately relieved.

After that, she looked at the silent golden retriever dog, and felt that it was stupid to reason with Zirandai. She was also very sleepy, so she simply drew a picture in the center of the bed with her finger, and said seriously and perfunctorily:

"No more than here, only 10 minutes of sleep."

Xie Qingxuan nodded obediently. She lay on this half of the bed very well, feeling the temperature, breathing, and even the heartbeat of the person next to the pillow. There seemed to be snowflakes falling in her ears, and she fell into a drowsy and peaceful sleep within a short time. On fire.

The next morning.

Chu Yuanqing belatedly broke free from the hazy drowsiness.

The girl looked to the side and still hadn't crossed the dividing line. Platinum hair was scattered on the pillow, and the beautiful girl sleeping like an angel, first thought about the impact of the curse on the spirit, and felt that this scene was a little nostalgic, and her eyebrows and eyes softened.

When Xiao Shu was young, she slept in the same bed with him every day.

However, compared to his little cotton-padded jacket, which is restless and likes to kick the quilt when sleeping, Xie Qingxuan appears to be too well-behaved and well-behaved. He doesn't move his hands and feet and is very obedient even when he is asleep.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that sleeping with the other party is no big deal?

...

...

same day.

Liang Xiaoxiao broke free from the nightmare, she stumbled into the bathroom, retched at the sink, and looked at herself in the mirror.

The girl's complexion was morbidly pale, with an ominous black mist lingering in her pupils, and her eyebrows and eyes, which were particularly contagious and joyful when she smiled, were also tinged with coldness.

Although she survived the second nightmare corridor, her ego gradually approached collapse.

just,

"it's not finished yet."

Liang Xiaoxiao muttered to himself, ignoring the concerns of his teammates, and silently shook off the other's arm that was about to pull him to the infirmary, and continued to the [Flow] training ground.

Hard work may not pay off.

Dreams can also deceive themselves.

But now, she only has two options left, either hugging them and drowning, or with them...to be reborn from the ashes.

...

...

Another day passed.

Time passed, and it came to the point where the double-A combination of the two teams officially competed.

The "Flash Dance" official also opened the live broadcast room again after a long absence.

105. "Dangerous Party", misplaced and ambiguous, the devil.

Within minutes of the opening of the live broadcast room, hundreds of thousands of high-intensity porn viewing fans poured in, and like wild beasts escaping their cages, they began to cheer for freedom and go crazy:

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-

"I'm crying, it's actually started! It's been almost a week now, how many stage PKs have been held?"

"Where's Qingbao? Where's Qingbao? Where's Qingbao? Where's my favorite Qingbao????"

"My DD soul is burning, pretty girls, mommy is coming???!"

"Jie Jie Jie, bring it up quickly, some pure love and tauren."

The barrage flooded the screen like a tsunami, and the colorful scene was particularly dazzling.

"Flash Dance" suddenly launched a sneak attack on the live broadcast, and climbed to the top of the trending search within 10 minutes, attracting more fans to open the live broadcast room honestly while scolding, and forwarded it to all relatives and friends to revel in this surprise together.

You know, according to the rules promulgated by Zhimengtu, it is normal for the third and fourth updates to be delayed for a month, but with the current popularity of "Flash Dance", even if there is no live broadcast, there will be no shortage of traffic, which makes Fans do not have any hope for the recent live broadcast of "Flashdance".

Therefore, the current "sneak attack" on the official website can be called a magic weapon descended from heaven, which immediately lifted the audience from hell to heaven, greatly raising the threshold of happiness, and it has a kind of PUA beauty.

This live broadcast failed to adopt the frequency division mode, but was directly aimed at a pure white room as wide as a stadium. In the center is a stage with excellent decoration and design. The lighting system on it is matched with a white mural dome. complement each other.

It's a pity that there is no beautiful sister that everyone is looking forward to in the picture.

Only the mentor group, which has become increasingly invisible in recent days, and a certain mascot, who is hated by gods and ghosts, are smiling at the audience in a harmonious and friendly manner, and greeting them cordially.

Dreamweaver Rabbit ignored the barrage of "Friendship" and snapped his fingers.

A huge projection screen unfolds from the void.

——Chu Yuanqing, Xie Qingxuan.

——Chen Yining, Ji Shuzhu.

These four A-level players who are gradually becoming popular in the country, and their popularity is changing with each passing day, just appeared on the screen, and they sparked a discussion in the live broadcast room:

"Damn it, I'm a fan of both "Qingcheng Qingguo" and "Sun Yiyue Shu". If these two teams fight, no matter who wins or loses, don't I have to taste the pain of a bull's head? No, no. ! Absolutely don’t do this kind of thing??!!!”

"Angry! Panic! Urgent! I'm going to break my defense?!"

"Whoa, why are these two groups so aggressive? How did they match up in the 2V2 stage?"

"The strength party is already feeling happy. No matter which side wins, they can make up a unique 3A team. All SSR is great!"

"Don't think too much. According to the rules, even if you lose, you can still refuse. With the strength of these two teams, even if the dance is drawn again, 10 points will be deducted in advance. It is still not difficult to beat the rest of the B-level teams."

"That's right, knocking on the "Sun Yiyue Book" is very confident. Even if they lose, any one of them will firmly refuse. This is the gold content of childhood sweethearts???!"

"Hehe, those who knocked on "Qingcheng Qingguo" are also very confident, Qing Bao and Xie Bao will not give up on each other! So this is a stage war that is destined to win or lose, but it is doomed that no one can advance???!"

The Weaving Dream Rabbit floated in mid-air. It looked at the barrage with relish. It seemed that after watching enough fun, it remembered its job, clapped its hands slowly, and read the passionate lines:

"As you can see, this will be the first stage war composed entirely of A-level players in the battle for teammates! The outcome of this battle may turn the wheel of fate and determine the prototype of the team that will be formed for the second performance. !”

At the end of the conversation, the live broadcast split into two dressing rooms behind the stage.

The eldest lady was biting her hair tie with her eyes downcast, braiding her raspberry red hair into a sassy ponytail with her slender fingers.

Ji Shuzhu was sitting beside him, flipping the pages of the book quietly, but his pupils were out of focus, as if he was thinking and contained something on his mind.

In the dressing room on the other side,