suppress his susceptibility period

What are you dancing about? ? ?

Jiang Yu was frightened.

He really never dreamed that his own whim would cause such a big mess.

"Is it fake?!"

When Shen Xiuran came back, he panicked and asked him for confirmation: "The school grass is going to dance at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, are you kidding me?"

"Didn't you also read the forum at that time?" Shen Xiuran asked him: "I started worrying at that time, isn't it too late?"

Jiang Ruqing hurriedly gestured blindly: "The character is so small and so far behind, I didn't notice it at all."

Ask him to be a big boy wearing a skirt and dancing in front of the whole school...

God, it would be better to just stab him with a knife.

He chased Shen Xiuran with a fluke mentality and asked: "Is it fake? You were the first in the list at the beginning. They will never have the guts to let you dance."

"But now it's you." Shen Xiuran stated the fact to him: "You are the final candidate for the school grass."

"..."

The candidate who was finally elected as the school grass expressed his love for life, and regretted it: "Then is it too late for me to quit now? Can I go back on my word? I am not a school grass, can I give you the throne???"

"Give it to me?"

"Well! Yes, you heard it right, I'll let you, you come to be the school grass, are you happy?"

Shen Xiuran's eyes were neither salty nor dull: "Jiang Wang, do you want me to dance?"

"Of course not!" Jiang Wang said confidently, "I just give you back what should belong to you."

As for dancing...

He secretly swept his eyes around Shen Xiuran.

Well, suddenly I can understand why Cheng Xi and the others are so excited.

"Ah, it's so annoying."

He wailed and lay down on the table: "How unlucky am I? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have joined in the fun. Whoever falls in love with whomever, can I give him a precious opportunity?"

He turned his head to look for Shen Xiuran, and asked him with drooping eyes: "If I refuse to go, will it damage my reputation as the little overlord of the No. [-] Middle School?"

"Then what do you think of me pretending to be sick? I just said that I have a cold, a bad cold, and I can't go to the sports meeting, so I can't dance."

"But there seem to be quite a few people in our class who have participated in the project, right? I promised to cheer for them, and now I won't go if I can't, it's too dishonest..."

He is really troubled seriously.

In many cases, his brain circuit is really different from that of ordinary peers. If it were someone else, he might have made up his mind to pretend to be sick without saying a word.

It doesn't matter whether he is a mangy dog ​​or not, he is righteous or not, as long as he can avoid embarrassment, it doesn't matter what he does, let alone a casual promise to cheer for him.

Only Jiang Huan would take all these things to heart.

Shen Xiuran has no doubts, no matter how much he struggles, he may really agree to that ridiculous joke of dancing in a small skirt at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting.

Maybe Jiang Lu felt that he would just grit his teeth and endure it, but Shen Xiuran didn't think so.

Because all Jiang Lu's discomforts will be doubled when he falls on him, so he is reluctant to part with such a face-saving person, even if it is just a harmless joke.

Jiang Lu was already thinking about changing his life on another planet after dancing.

Suddenly the top of his head felt hot, and he pressed his palm down and rubbed his head twice: "Don't worry, I won't let you dance."

Don't have to go dancing? !

Jiang Lu's eyes lit up immediately, and he tilted his head: "Really? You have a way?!"

"Ah."

"any solution?"

"Not ready yet."

Jiang Lu let out a cry, feeling that he had been slipped away: "Squad leader, if you don't bring one like this, I'm in such a miserable situation, and you're still kidding me."

"I didn't tease you." Shen Xiuran said lightly: "I will do it if I promise, I won't let you dance."

"Also," he looked at Jiang Lu, word for word: "Remember, there is nothing with you that should belong to me."

What's mine can be yours.

As long as you like, you can take it anytime, anywhere.

……

Shen Xiuran has a very high reputation in Jiangluli and is very reliable, so he presumably believed Shen Xiuran's words, and if he said he would not let him dance, he definitely would not.

Even if he received a small plaid skirt from Song Yang when he returned to the dormitory after evening self-study, he still believed it.

...Well, I'm actually a little nervous.

"Where did you get the skirt?"

"The girls in our class gave it to you. They said they were afraid that you might not be able to choose well, so they specially prepared it for you. Isn't it considerate?"

"..."

It's overdone, it's so heart-stopping.

Jiang Jue tucked the skirt back like a hot potato: "Take it away quickly, I won't dance on stage, and I won't wear this skirt."

"Why, are you playing tricks?"

"Who cheated?"

"Who else is there, you, the whole school knows about the school grass, and now you say you can't dance on stage, what is it?"

Jiang Wan hissed, too lazy to talk to him, and pushed him to go out quickly: "You don't have an antenna, I can't explain it to you, get out of here, I'm going to take a shower and study, I don't have time to chat with you."

"Hey! No way!"

Song Yang grabbed the door frame and didn't let go, Jiang Ruanqing opened it one by one with his fingers: "Okay, especially good, get out."

The last finger was pulled away, Song Yang quickly turned around and nimbly stuffed the skirt into his arms, then turned around and ran away.

While slamming the door shut, I did not forget to say: "Anyway, I delivered the item. If you really don't want to wear it, you can return it yourself tomorrow. I'm not responsible for after-sales."

boom!

The door was closed.

The corner of Jiang Lu's mouth twitched, looking at the skirt in his hand, Nai could only take it back to the dormitory and put it away, planning to return it tomorrow.

Passing in front of the bed, the mobile phone on the pillow turned on, Jiang Huang stopped in his tracks, threw the skirt on the bed, and turned on the mobile phone:

Duan Xiaoman: [Brother Jiang, a sad news, you can't dance in the sports meeting, temporarily changed to let you host on stage/crying face/crying face]

The bad news made the corners of Jiang Wang's mouth almost reach his ears.

Shen Xiuran was really reliable, and he helped him get things done soon.

Presiding over the opening ceremony, isn't that just a matter of reading a few sentences from the script, which is not too simple compared to dancing in a skirt or something.

Regardless of Duan Xiaoman's tone of heart and eyes thinking that he really wanted to dance, Jiang Wang didn't bother to explain, and typed the most regrettable text with the brightest smile:

Jiang Lu: [Oh, it really is bad news. 】

Duan Xiaoman: [We have prepared the best shooting angles for you! 】

Jiang Lu: [Ah, what a pity. 】

Duan Xiaoman: [It's really annoying, I don't know who did the trick! 】

Jiang Lu: [Yeah, yeah, I'm so annoying. 】

Duan Xiaoman: [So Brother Jiang, how about our closing ceremony dance? ! 】

Jiang Wan: […]

Jiang Ruan: [Sleep, good night. 】

Say less and make less mistakes, he'd better turn off the mic, the group of guys were tortured by homework and went crazy, they can't be provoked, who knows what kind of tricks will come up to him.

The phone was stuffed back under the pillow, and he picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom.

After finishing washing the tunes humming to the Mariana Trench, I realized... It seemed like a little accident.

"?"

He put on the t-shirt only to realize that the pants were not brought in, and held the skirt up in front of his eyes, doubting his life.

Damn, why did you bring this thing in?

Between "just go out like this" and "put on a cover before going out", Jiang Lu hesitated for a moment, and decisively chose the latter.

The last scene was vivid in his memory, and he really didn't want to be embarrassed again.

What's more, there was no one else in the dormitory, so maybe it was such a coincidence that Shen Xiuran didn't come back sooner or later, but he came back at this time.

As long as he rushes back to the dormitory in one go, and then jumps on the bed with lightning speed, takes off his skirt and puts on his pants, everything will be hidden without anyone noticing that he is wearing a skirt.

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

He planned it perfectly, but unfortunately, he is not afraid of ten thousand things, but just in case.

Just as he slipped back into the dormitory with his wet slippers on, there was the sound of a key turning the keyhole at the door, and then the door was pushed open.

The four eyes looked at each other from a distance, and they talked...

When he saw Shen Xiuran cast his eyes down on his skirt, Jiang Lu gasped for breath.

Fuck! ! !

He regrets it!

It turns out that imagination is not the same as reality! ! !Sometimes it's embarrassing to wear than not to wear! ! !Might as well just come out naked! ! !

He just wants to go back in time and go back to just now, he wants to beat Jiang Luang who had a brain twitch and decided to wear a skirt to death!

Then continue to brainstorm.

"You're back." He greeted Shen Xiuran nonchalantly.

Yes, he could have chosen to rush back to the bed as quickly as possible and take off his pants, but he didn't, because he firmly believed that real men were never in a hurry, as long as he wasn't embarrassed, it was someone else who was embarrassed.

Calm down, brother cool, don't panic, you will lose if you panic.

As long as you don't take it seriously, no one else will.

Isn't it just wearing a skirt?What's the fuss, it's not the first time for you, calm down, calm down.

Shen Xiuran gave a low hum.

The boy was standing not far away. It seemed that he had just taken a shower. His hair was still half-dry, and it lay obediently on his forehead.

He was wearing a white T-shirt with a wide neckline, and a light blue plaid skirt half covered by the hem of the dress.

It was obviously a girl's size, the skirt was very short, and with the boy's long body and long legs, the skirt was even shorter on him, revealing a pair of white and slender straight legs.

I don't know if it's because I just got out of the shower, or because I'm embarrassed to be seen wearing a skirt. The fair skin visible to the naked eye is covered with a light powder.

He received a grand scene in his eyes, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Jiang Wang pretended to clear his throat: "I took the wrong clothes in the shower just now, and Song Yang sent them here by trick. He thought I really wanted to dance. It's really bad. I knew he liked it so much, so I just cast him on it." dancing."

While talking, he calmly walked towards the bed: "Oh, by the way, I just received a message from Xiaoman saying that I don't need to go to the dance, and I can just go on stage and host and read the opening remarks. I have high hopes for you. , you are really reliable, thank you brother-brother!"

The last word twisted twistedly.

He was suddenly picked up by the waist when he was about to see the success of the revolution.

The world in front of his eyes swayed around, and before he could react from the sudden dizziness, he was thrown on the bed, and then another body came up to him, with both hands on his side, trapping him in a narrow space under him. One side of heaven and earth.