I became red after being fed by a boss

Shen Lan was stuck in place like a wooden stake, she even forgot to say sorry, her mouth opened slightly.

Ying Rong and Hu Youyou didn't notice his trance and sluggishness.

In the end, Xie Jiangting couldn't stand it anymore, and patted his head: "Apologize, what are you doing in a daze."

"Tomorrow night is going to be a performance, so focus on it, if such a big mistake is placed on the stage, we will lose together."

As the captain, Xie Jiangting asked him a few words.

I knew in my heart that Shen Lan usually looked careless, but she would concentrate on the stage when she was really on stage, so she didn't blame him too much.

Mostly he was thinking that he hadn't had time to apologize to Hu Youyou.

Shen Lan regained consciousness after realizing it, and her ears turned red.His voice was very light, with embarrassment and guilt: "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now."

Fortunately, the actor caught it. If his face was grounded, he wouldn't have to go on stage for tomorrow's performance.

Such an exquisite face, if he loses his appearance, he will be scolded to death by Hu Youyou's fans.

"It's okay." Hu Youyou pushed Ying Rong away and stood up again, "Let's do it all over again."

Ying Rong bent down and picked up an unopened bottle of drink, which was provided by the sponsor.

Unscrew it and hand it over, "Drink some water before jumping."

The beverage has been frozen, and the mist on the bottle wall condenses into small water droplets that fall due to gravity and drop on the tiger's mouth of the hand.

"Okay." Hu Youyou took it and took a small sip.

The pale pink lips are wet, and the color is translucent and clean.

The water flows down the chin and splashes on the collar, Ying Rong should not open his eyes.

His pupils are darker in color, a very pure dark green. Outsiders say that they are of mixed blood. Compared with ordinary male artists, his facial features are handsome, and his eyes seem to contain some secrets.

When he stared at people, his cold eyes made the interviewer unconsciously tremble.

And it was the eyes that were evaluated by the outside world that did not give the rest of the eyes at all.

Hu Youyou's figure was everywhere.

After seeing their secret, Shen Lan felt that everything was so natural and harmonious again.

There is also a reasonable explanation for why Ying Rong cares so much about Hu Youyou.

Back on track, Ying Rong and Royce stood in front to watch the performance of several people.

The whole performance is qualified and excellent, but far from jaw-dropping.

In addition to the influence of clothing and venue, there is another very important point.

In "Whale Fall", there is a high-difficulty movement of lifting in the air after spinning, which is broken down into a simple rotation of the waist.

Greatly reduced the viewing and fluency of the dance.

When Royce mentioned why such an adaptation was made, Xie Jiangting explained that the original version of this short movement requires a lot of physical fitness. In the "Whale Falling" demo, all the performers are teachers in the professional field of Huaguo dance. If you want to reproduce completely, the probability of failure is very high.

Xie Jiangting nodded: "The preparation time is very short, just to be on the safe side—"

"To be on the safe side, I broke it down into simpler moves. Anyway, you are the most powerful combination now. As long as you don't make mistakes, can you guarantee victory?"

Ying Rong answered with a cold tone, like a handful of snow falling from the top of a pine tree.

"This is what I'm thinking at the moment." Xie Jiangting answered truthfully.

"Isn't that good?" Hu Youyou said.

As the captain, Xie Jiangting, in order to ensure that the players can keep up with the rhythm, helps the players to train while reducing the difficulty to ensure the integrity of the entire performance.

"It's not bad." Ying Rong held back her deep eyebrows.

He whispered: "I just hope to see higher challenges. Of course, if you want to be safe, your decision is not wrong."

For the first time, Royce agreed with Ying Rong's point of view.

He also wants to see more breakthrough and challenging dances than regular victories.

If you can't achieve the perfection of the original song, at least don't miss too much.

The best feedback to fans is nothing more than a wonderful performance on stage.

"The real decision is up to you," Royce said.

After this question is finished, you should tell each trainee their own shortcomings and the direction in which they can improve.

The flaws do not hide the beauty, just like the most simple rough stone, waiting to be carefully carved and polished patiently, and in time, it will shine brilliantly.Or be locked in a dark warehouse forever, covered with dust.

"Liang Xing and Tong Yuan." Ying Rong said.

The two people who were called replied: "Here!"

Facing the bright eyes full of dreams, Ying Rong smiled lazily at the corner of his mouth: "If you want to go further, the current level alone is not enough."

So far, a certain number of people will be eliminated after the second performance.

He paid attention to those who were closer to Hu Youyou.

Liang Xing's ranking is in the middle, this time the problem should not be too big, while Tong Yuan is on the verge of being eliminated.

Tong Yuan quickly understood what he meant.

After Ying Rong and Royce left, Xie Jiangting thought for a few minutes and decided to refer to the advice given by his mentor.

"Otherwise we will follow the choreography of the original song?"

Hu Youyou thinks there is no problem, especially Shen Lan and Huang Lang, for them, challenges and explorations are always pursued.

The newly joined Bai Tu spread his hands: "It doesn't matter, I can do it."

Liang Xing also agreed, except for Tong Yuan.

He asked, "But what if it really fails?"

Shen Lan: "It's okay to fail, it's a big deal to go to Class B."

He took it for granted, and then he realized it under the gesture of Xie Jiangting's eyes.

If she fails, Tong Yuan's ranking is expected to fall further.

This time 95 enters [-] and is likely to be eliminated.

Thinking of this, Shen Lan scratched her hair, and was also very troubled about this kind of thing. If he was facing elimination, he would definitely have to give it a go, turning his bicycle into a motorcycle, but Tong Yuan's personality was completely opposite to his.

Tong Yuan bit her lip, a hint of hesitation appeared on her delicate face.

He shifted his gaze to Hu Youyou: "What do you think?"

Hu Youyou pointed to her nose, her eyes widened slightly: "Are you asking me?"

Tong Yuan: "Yes, what if it were you?"

"I will challenge too!" Hu Youyou bent her lips without any hesitation.

The light reflected in his eyes, and his blue pupils were covered with a soft golden light.

"However, you still have to decide this kind of thing yourself, as long as you don't regret it." Hu Youyou said.

On Friday, all teams practiced with one last chance.

Some people subconsciously know that they are going to leave the stage, and they desperately want to leave a perfect trace at the last time.

Today is a hot day, already at the end of September, and the sun is shining brightly.

For physical considerations, many people do not turn on the air conditioner.

I am afraid that when I sweat during exercise, when the cool wind blows, I will catch a cold at night and affect the game.

A fan hung high from the ceiling rotated non-stop.

Like a young man who has been practicing repeatedly.

Ying Rong went to see Hu Youyou during the period. Hu Youyou was lifted into the air by Shen Lan and Huang Lang, raising a corner of the hem of her clothes, with two big palms on her waist, revealing her slender and soft waist. Sweat sank into the waistband of the trousers, leaving only a circle of deep water stains.

After falling, Hu Youyou leaned back without hesitation, well overcame and controlled her innate fear and fear, and completely trusted her teammates.

There isn't just one similar lift.

One each for the early, middle, and end.

In addition to Hu Youyou and Xie Jiangting, according to the characteristics of the body shape, there is another person who is tentatively determined. Tong Yuan, Bai Tu and Lin Aiai are thin and not easy to make mistakes.

When Lin Aiai fell, she couldn't help but look down.

But Bai Tu was very calm.

When it was Tong Yuan's turn to practice, he swallowed.

Hu Youyou encouraged him from the side: "Don't worry, just imagine lying on the bed."

Received the encouragement from the idol, Tong Yuan blushed and nodded, thinking so. When doing it, her legs trembled, and her whole face wrinkled into a ball. The most important thing in acting is to control facial expressions.

"Don't be so cowardly!" Shen Lan patted him hard on the back.

Tong Yuan staggered forward: "..."

After observing several times, Xie Jiangting said, "Otherwise, Bai Tu will come."

Bai Tu leaned against the window with clear eyes: "It's fine."

The decision was almost finalized, but Tong Yuan had a premonition in her heart that this time was the greatest opportunity.

If he succeeds, he will not only stay until the third performance, but his ranking will also rise.

Although it is difficult to make a debut, no one is unwilling to leave more memories.

"Let me try a few more times, and I will control it." Tong Yuan's face turned red.

On that summer day, he mustered up the courage to say.

The sun shines on the floor, and the sound of kicking footsteps and singing with different timbres can be heard constantly in the practice room.

Start practicing from the gray sky, and hardly stop in the middle.

The backs of everyone's clothes were drenched with sweat.

Sweat slid down her delicate cheeks, Hu Youyou bent over, propped her knees up and gasped for breath.

His face is rosy after a lot of exercise.

Shen Lan watched, her heart moved slightly.

I want to take this time to apologize.

Her stomach made a rumbling sound, and Hu Youyou lifted the hem of her clothes to wipe off her sweat.

"I'm hungry, I'm going to have lunch first, want to come together?"

"Let's go."

After eating, Hu Youyou was going to take a lunch break to recuperate, knocked on the door of 404, and there were footsteps coming from inside.

Ying Rong didn't eat lunch, and went directly back to the dormitory to rest.

The door just opened.

The hot air is mixed with the sweet fragrance.

Just reached out to hug, but was dodged.

Hu Youyou shook her head: "I'm sweating all over, dirty."

Ying Rong said flatly, "It's not dirty, I want to hug you."

Hu Youyou disagreed: "No hug, I want to take a shower first."

Ying Rong was defeated: "Okay."

But still took advantage of the door, kissed his softest lips: "It's very sweet."

"You pervert!" Hu Youyou covered her mouth and hurried into the bathroom.

The fog was steaming, the sound of water was dripping, and the frosted glass door was quickly wet with water vapor.

Hu Youyou washed and washed, only to realize that she forgot to bring a change of clothes.After washing off the shower gel on his body, the door was opened a crack.

After being damp with moisture, his voice was soft: "Husband, help me get a piece of clean clothes."

Ying Rong tilted his head, and saw a glowing white figure through the crack of the door.His Adam's apple rolled slightly, he got up and walked to the closet, putting his hands on the pajamas he usually wore.

His gaze swept over to the other side, a few haute couture shirts.

After thinking about it, he took off one of the blue and white striped shirts.

Walking to the bathroom door, the voice was obviously hoarse than before: "Put this on."

He handed over the clothes, and Hu Youyou opened the door even wider.A white jade-like hand stretched out from inside, and the water droplets on the arm slipped and dripped to the ground.

"Thanks husband."

After getting the clothes, Hu Youyou dried her body with a towel, put on the clothes, and found that there were no pants, but fortunately, the clothes were big and loose, and the length was enough to wear on the body, with the hem just past the thighs.

The collar is slightly open, revealing the delicate collarbone and graceful neck.

After staying in the bathroom for a long time, Hu Youyou's skin was steamed to pink, and her face was flushed.

His own shirt was worn on his body, making his legs straight and white, if he pinched his waist.

Ying Rong's throat was astringent, his eyes were full of burning emotion, he was also very vulgar.

Bai Ze had told him before that in the entertainment industry, he couldn't find anyone he was interested in, and even laughed at him for being frigid.

Now he understands that this kind of thing depends on the person.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, the original sitting posture was to spread the legs and keep the back straight, but now.

Ying Rong crossed her legs, concealing her a little reaction, restraining the blaze in her eyes.

Irrational thoughts soared.

"I want a hug." The soft and refreshing young man came over and straddled Ying Rong.

With wet hair, he raised his face and complained a little: "You even forget to take your pants, you are so stupid."

The sweet aroma lingered at the tip of Ying Rong's nose, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his voice was low and hoarse: "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

It was as if he was trying to suppress his crazily beating heart.

The eyes are dim, the corners of the mouth are stretched into a tight straight line, and the corners of the mouth are slightly pressed down.

"I don't blame my husband." Hu Youyou hugged him, buried her little furry head in Ying Rong's arms, and pressed her cheek against her broad chest.

"I want to recharge my spiritual energy! After practicing all morning, I'm hot and tired."

Ying Rong didn't dare to move, for fear that Hu Youyou would notice him getting up.Putting her hand on Hu Youyou's waist, she rubbed it lightly twice: "I'll blow your hair for you."

Before Hu Youyou could react, Ying Rong stood up directly.

"Ah!" Hu Youyou was a little frightened, put her arms around Ying Rong's neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, and used both hands and feet, "Tell me in advance!"

Hu Youyou pouted, very angry: "What if I fall."

Feeling the warm body temperature around her waist, Ying Rong swallowed her saliva, and said in a vague voice, "No, I'll take care of you."

The hand pinched it lightly.

It was only then that Hu Youyou realized that his face was a little red as he felt his hand being held up.

The warm wind was blowing, Ying Rong's movements were very gentle, her knuckles passed through her soft hair, Hu Youyou's scalp was numb.

The water on the tip of her hair slid down her slender neck and sank into her collar, Ying Rong's eyes dimmed.

"Can I have a kiss?"

Still blowing her hair, Hu Youyou rested her hands on Ying Rong's shoulders when she suddenly heard such a sentence.

The thick black eyelashes blinked, Hu Youyou was a little dazed, and her thin lips parted slightly: "Yes."

"mua~" Hu Youyou held his cheek with both hands and kissed him.

Ying Rong paused, turned off the hair dryer and put it aside.

"I'm not talking about this kind of relationship."

Hu Youyou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she muttered, "What kind is that?"

Ying Rong raised her hand, lifted her small chin, and with a little force, she pulled Hu Youyou into her arms.

The knuckles along the sharp back line gently rubbed the soft waist, and the burning of the fingertips spread to the skin.

The warm breath spread evenly, the fingertips were slightly cool, and Hu Youyou shivered slightly.

Just when I was about to say something, my lips were suddenly caught.The cold smell on the other party's body wrapped him airtightly, and the tip of his soft and moist tongue was entwined.

The sound of sticky water was amplified infinitely in the room.

The two faced each other, their breaths intertwined.

The waist was so soft from the kiss, Hu Youyou's legs were weak, her eyes were slightly wide open, and her fingertips were slightly curled up, hanging on the man's shoulders, grabbing his clothes.

The kiss is obsessive and passionate, with sultry itch and intimacy.

Hu Youyou leaned back, but her waist was imprisoned.

It was almost hard to breathe, Hu Youyou pushed him, making a murmuring sound.

I don't know how long the kiss was before Ying Rong was willing to let him go. Without strength, Hu Youyou collapsed in his arms.

He panted in small mouthfuls, his lips were slightly parted by the kiss, revealing a little bit of the soft tip of his tongue.

His eyes were covered with mist, and the tip of his nose was rubbed red.

It should be seen that the sound of breathing has increased.

Nesting in his arms, she looked pure and lustful.

Ying Rong is even more uncontrollable, that is the most passionate desire in my heart.

After getting up, she felt very uncomfortable, Ying Rong pinched Hu Youyou's cheeks, her calloused thumb pressed heavily on her lips, twisting her lips repeatedly, her knuckles pressed against her white teeth.

Hu Youyou opened her mouth subconsciously, and the soft tip of her tongue swept gently.

At this moment, Ying Rong felt even more uncomfortable.

Pushing against him with her knees, lowering her head with her eyes downcast, her teeth resting on her snow-white neck, her hot breath made Hu Youyou's eyes tremble slightly.

Sucking the collarbone lightly, rubbing it gently, and exerting a little strength, there are neat teeth marks on the smooth skin, which are the marks left by Ying Rong.

The dense kiss went up, Hu Youyou's voice was soft, and she couldn't help making a sticky muffled sound.

In the next second, the earlobe was kissed, and a tingling sensation swept over her.

Hu Youyou's mind went blank, and her spine felt numb as if it had been electrified.

As if kissing wasn't enough, Ying Rong kissed again and again, alternately absorbing the sweetness in Hu Youyou's mouth, trying to let the boy get his taste.

"Hmm." Hu Youyou whimpered, beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, her calf swayed slightly, her snow-white instep was tense.

The curled eyelashes kept trembling because of shyness, and his voice was soft and sweet: "Honey, give me a kiss, woo woo woo..."

The cold air in the room thickened and was dyed a bright crimson.

The entwined tongues slowly retreated, and he took the boy's wrist to gently cover the scorching heat, his voice hoarse: "Hey, call me again."

"Old man..." Hu Youyou's palms were hot, his face was red, his toes curled up uncontrollably.

The light lip color was reddened by the kiss, Ying Rong endured the pain, his collarbone was covered with sweat, and his head rested on the boy's neck, making Hu Youyou itchy.

Thinking of the performance tonight, Ying Rong licked his dry lips, raised his hand, and played with his slender and white ankle.

His deep eyes were half-closed, his body moved up and down twice, and his deep voice was panting: "Isn't it okay to believe me now?"

Hu Youyou was so hot that she was at a loss what to do, her delicate eyes turned red, and she buried herself in Ying Rong's shoulders in shame.

His voice was soft and waxy: "Woooooo, I believe it, I believe it."

Ying Rong kissed his red earlobe, talked to the tip of his ear, and jokingly said: "You are like this, do you need me to help you?"

It was one of the few times that this happened, Hu Youyou's cheeks were flushed, and beads of sweat slid down her neck.

He bit his lips shyly, not daring to look at her husband's eyes, and wanted to close them to cover them, but Ying Rong forcefully opened them, because the ankles were still being held.

The reaction fell into Ying Rong's eyes, "It's not something to be ashamed of."

Hu Youyou's voice was crying: "You, don't bully me."

Ying Rong chuckled, lowered her head, and kissed Hu Youyou's trembling eyelashes.

"It's not bullying you, it's helping you."

The rustling sound is particularly pleasant in the quiet environment.

Due to long-term filming, Ying Rong's hands had a thin layer of calluses on the palms and fingertips, and when they touched the skin, they felt itchy.

Hu Youyou has never been like this before, even if there are times like this, she just blushes and quietly waits for it to be quiet.

"Ah!" He tilted his face up, his body trembling slightly, his fair face was flushed, and his fine eyelashes were tightly closed.

This inexplicable feeling is torture, but it is not bullying.

"Why don't you look at me? Don't you dare?" Ying Rong smiled, she was quite small, but very cute, and the color was also very beautiful pink.

Hu Youyou's face was steaming, her toes curled up in shame, "No dare."

"Then raise your head." Ying Rong said without stopping her hands.

"Hmm..." Her voice was trembling, and Hu Youyou's eyes were burning hot.

Facing Shang Yingrong's eyes, they were cold and deep. The man's narrow and long eye ends were dyed red, and his eyes were full of love.

Suddenly, Hu Youyou called out, her voice was bright, her earlobe was blood red, and she burrowed into Ying Rong's arms with her eyes closed.

Her hands were hot and humid, Ying Rong laughed and said, "You are really cute."

"But I like it."