Forced to open between A and O

Wu Yan's eyes didn't waver at all: "Compare to what?"

"Who is the better lead dancer," Meng Xilou said, "I will lead the dance in the first half, and you will come in the second half to see who has the stronger guiding power."

"Okay." Wu Yan agreed.

Meng Xilou smiled, he was sure of winning.He has strong social skills, and he is a veteran of all kinds of balls, so there should not be too many people vying to dance with him.He firmly believes that it is absolutely impossible for a person like Wu Yan, who is so shy of motherhood and solo, to surpass himself in this aspect of experience.

Of course, he forgot that he is also a solo mother who has no kissing experience and is half a catty.

Meng Xilou took Wu Yan to slide to the center of the dance floor, and took the first step gracefully.Following the rhythm of the music, he accurately prompted Wu Yan's next move through the subtle movements of his body and the strength of his fingers.Wu Yan also cooperated very well, and the two of them danced decently, which is remarkable.

If it weren't for Wu Yan's height being a little taller than Mengxi Tower, which caused a little fly in the ointment, this would really be a perfect couple.

The crowd dispersed slightly at some point, watching the two dance together with relish.There are surprises, envy, and doubts.

Meng Xilou kept a decent smile and leaned close to Wu Yan's ear:

"Unexpectedly, you are not bad. I thought you would step on my foot."

Wu Yan glanced at him sideways, turned around and circled around without replying.

Off the court, Xiao Ran and Bai Zhongyu were stunned to see Meng Xilou dancing with Wu Yan.

"Xiao Bai, did you see that?" Xiao Ran said sourly, "Lou Lou's face is almost on Wu Yan's neck..."

Bai Zhongyu was stunned: "It's too scary...Wu Yan actually suffered?"

Xiao Ran laughed out loud.

In the first half, Meng Xilou danced very comfortably. Feeling Wu Yan's cooperation, he thought he had controlled the situation and was in a good mood:

"I heard that you protected me in front of your father? Thank you..."

When Wu Yan heard him thanking him, a smile flashed in his eyes: "You're welcome."

"I heard you were fined? It's because of me..." Meng Xilou felt a little sorry.

"It's nothing, don't mind." Wu Yan said indifferently, and didn't want to say more.He didn't want to create a psychological burden on Meng Xilou.

"Why did you ask your father to allow me to attack?"

Wu Yan smiled slightly: "Didn't you want to win me? I'll give you a chance."

Meng Xilou looked at him with wide eyes: Is he for this?Could it be... just because I said that day that I must win him?

As the melody progressed to the second half, Wu Yan gently pulled Meng Xilou into his arms without missing a second.In the next moment, his hand was on Meng Xilou's waist, and the strength of his fingertips increased.

"It's time for me." The same cold voice as always.

Meng Xilou was suddenly pulled into his arms, his face changed, and he cursed in a low voice:

"...You really don't want to suffer at all..."

When Wu Yan heard him swearing, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, and he led Meng Xilou around in a graceful circle.

The two exchanged positions, and danced like chasing each other.The people off the court watched with great interest, completely unaware of the undercurrent between the two on the court.

After only a few steps, Meng Xilou regretted it.

Wu Yan...why is he so good at leading dancers?

He originally thought that Wu Yan didn't know how to do this, and that when it was his turn to lead the dance, he would be jerky and passive, and then he could take the initiative and compare him to him.Unexpectedly, when Wu Yan took the lead, his skilled movements and domineering aura gradually controlled his actions.He couldn't help following Wu Yan's movement hints, stepping and turning gracefully on the dance floor.Every time Wu Yan hugged him, pulled him closer, and then gently sent him away, it was a rare enjoyment - because the cooperation between the two of them was really seamless and connected.

At the climax of the melody, Wu Yan increased his strength with his arms, pulled Meng Xilou into his arms, and then hugged him firmly around his waist, guiding him to lean back.Meng Xilou was caught off guard, so he had no choice but to grab his shoulder with one hand and lean back deeply.

The onlookers were dumbfounded by this ambiguous and intimate gesture, and began to discuss in low voices.

Meng Xilou heard these few words——

"Huh? Aren't Xiaomeng and the prince at odds? Why do they dance so well?"

"Is it my illusion? I think they are a good match..."

"Can the sense of CP of two Alphas be so strong?"

"..." Meng Xilou deeply felt that he had miscalculated again.These comments made him want to die.

Wu Yan leaned down, and his low voice was next to his ear:

"How do I get it?"

Meng Xilou rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth: "It's okay."

Wu Yan smiled faintly: "The words are not sincere."

"You are so stinky!"

Wu Yan smiled without saying a word, and pulled him back to the standing posture forcefully, without even giving him a chance to catch his breath, he began to spin gracefully.

The music flowed like water, and Meng Xilou felt dizzy, but Wu Yan remained unwavering, staring straight at him with a pair of cold eyes.Meng Xilou seemed to be in a dream, and could only follow Wu Yan's steps, unable to hold herself back.

Everything around was spinning, except Wu Yan's face.Meng Xilou couldn't help clinging to him, the distance and posture between the two of them were extremely ambiguous.

What made Mengxi Tower collapse even more was the discussion from the crowd——

"Huh? Xiaomeng was attacked to death by the prince?"

"The crown prince's aura is too strong..."

"Xiao Meng suffers..."

What is it!Meng Xilou's face turned pale.

As the music ended, Wu Yan stopped spinning and pulled him into his arms slightly.Driven by inertia, Meng Xilou leaned into his arms slightly drunk.

Victory and defeat.

Wu Yan whispered in his ear:

"I won again."

"..."

again!He said it again! !Good gas good gas good gas!Moreover, the ambiguous dance along the way caused the crowd to sigh, and Meng Xilou was so embarrassed that he wanted to hit the wall, okay?

Where is the law? !

He was still flustered in his heart, but Wu Yan had already let him go and walked outside the court.As soon as Meng Xilou left his side, the dizziness just intensified, he swayed slightly, and nearly fell down.

Dancing with Wu Yan is really weak...

·

When the dance was over, Bai Zhongyu looked around and saw Meng Xilou squatting in a corner alone, holding a half glass of champagne in his hand, with his head buried, extremely decadent.

"Xilou?" Bai Zhongyu stepped forward, squatted down beside him, and called him gently with his head turned.

"Xiaobai..." Meng Xilou's mournful voice came, "I lost again..."

"Losing?"

"Dancing... I lost to Wu Yan again, and I was hugged by him in front of so many people. I'm ashamed..."

Bai Zhongyu gently patted his head: "Hey, who told you to be so stubborn and insist on arguing with him?"

"Damn!" Meng Xilou held the champagne glass tightly, almost crushing it, "I said that if I want to win him, I have to do it..."

Bai Zhongyu dragged him up from the ground: "You don't want to sit on this wall alone, let me accompany you back to the dormitory."

"Okay..." Meng Xilou stood up wanting to cry without tears, and let Bai Zhongyu drag him to the outside of the arena.

Bai Zhongyu flashed a pair of big almond eyes, trying to make him happy.

In the darkness of the woods not far away from the field, there was a burly and tall figure hiding in the darkness.Qiu Fang lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and watched Meng Xilou and Bai Zhongyu walk out of the venue side by side, and disappeared at the end of the intersection in the distance.

"Mengxilou... is it..." Qiu Fang recalled the encounter with Mengxilou in the meeting just now, thought of his beautiful face, gentle and ambiguous attitude, and the warmth blowing in his ears...

He thought, if it wasn't for Wu Yan's sudden appearance just now, maybe now...

"Gotyou, cute kid!" A smile rippled from the corner of Qiu Fang's mouth, accompanied by his deep and magnetic voice.

·

Back in the dormitory, Meng Xilou was still immersed in the depression.Seeing him depressed, Bai Zhongyu led him to the computer:

"Xilou, do you want to paint to change your mood?"

"Okay..." When it came to painting, Meng Xilou felt better, "I haven't painted for a long time, let's take an order online."

"Okay, let's go."

"But I paint, what are you doing? I only have a computer."

"I'll sleep well, you'll wake me up later." Bai Zhongyu was very considerate.

"I love you, Zhong Yu!" Meng Xilou shamelessly winked at Bai Zhong Yu, causing Bai Zhong Yu's face to turn red.

Meng Xilou logged into the painter's account with the ID "Forced Business", and searched for suitable listings on the platform.

Bai Zhongyu was the only one who knew the identity of the painter of Meng Xilou in the whole university.Others thought that he loved mech piloting all his life, but in fact that was just an image he forced to win over Wu Yan.Influenced by Bai Zhongyu since childhood, his greatest hobby is painting. The artist id of "forced to open business" is already well-known on the Internet.

When Meng Xilou chose this id name, it was just to express his distress of being oppressed by Wu Yan, but he didn't expect that he would become a big man later.

He browsed the Internet for a long time, but he couldn't find any list that made him tempted.At this time, the website platform refreshed a new order.

Meng Xilou clicked on the new order to see, and became interested.

The reward for this list is a set of out-of-print limited painting tools.Meng Xilou caught this at a glance, and hurriedly clicked in to browse the order details.

He turned out to be an Internet author, and wanted to find someone to draw the protagonist for his new web article.The author attached the address of the novel, saying that he hoped that the painter who received the order could read the article and strengthen his understanding of the characters.

Although Meng Xilou didn't want to waste time reading online articles, but wanted this set of out-of-print painting tools very much, and was afraid that other painters would snatch it away, so he quickly snatched up the order.

Now that the order has been accepted, Meng Xilou still decided to read this online article out of a sense of being responsible to the customer.He clicked on the link attached to the author, intending to read a few chapters to grasp the character and image of the character.

When the page came out, Meng Xilou seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

How should I put it, it is the name of this web article.

——Called "Speechless Going Up to the West Building Alone".