When Song Ding came in, Bo Ziming was dancing to the music.

Bo Ziming didn't know much about Song Ding in the United States, but Song Ding's experience with Bo Ziming was well known.

In the United States, he majored in music and minored in dance and performance.Therefore, he will receive great attention once he returns to China.

It was because, in fact, during college, he had already joined the famous American kk group, and he was the main dancer in it.

It's hard to believe that such a silent person in the past has a very high talent in dancing. He can easily control almost any dance, and it is very beautiful.

What Bo Ziming performed was a song and dance that seemed relatively slow, with his limbs stretched, and every angle of his body was like an endless cloud, light and elegant.

And Song Ding also summed up a more appropriate word, that is-passionate.

His performance is passionate and lingering, every look can see his emotions at the moment, and every movement seems to be telling his lover.How could he not love such a person?

Bo Ziming had noticed his arrival, he stopped slowly, picked up a towel beside him and wiped his sweat.

Song Ding took a deep breath and walked in slowly.

"You, are you here?" It was rare, this time it was Bo Ziming who spoke first, and when he spoke, he pushed his emotions into an embarrassing situation.

Song Ding originally had a hippie smile on his face and could handle some emotions, but now he feels a little awkward for no reason.

He scratched his head and said "hmm".

Then, standing there, wriggling his lips, trying to say something, his mind suddenly went blank.

Bo Ziming was also a little embarrassed.He happened to be thirsty, so he lowered his head to get water, which was just at Song Ding's feet.

He leaned down, and Song Ding quickly picked up the water one step faster than him.

Bo Ziming was stunned in mid-air, when he saw Song Ding possessed himself, picked up his water, and handed it to him.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Looking at Bo Ziming's face, Song Ding swallowed hard, and said with a choked voice, "No need."

Bo Ziming glanced at him, raised his body, and poured the water bottle into it with his mouth closed, his lips just lightly touched the mouth of the water bottle.

Song Ding took a look and stretched out his hand.

Bo Ziming was slightly taken aback, Song Ding had already taken the water bottle from his hand, touched the place where he just drank water, touched his lips, and drank in big gulps.

... Bo Ziming frowned slightly, then turned his face away stiffly.

Walking to the window, Bo Ziming picked up his coat and put it on, and asked calmly, "What can I do for you?"

Song Ding also returned to normal at this moment, walked over with a smile, put his face close to him, and asked, "I heard that you want me to participate in that love variety show with you?"

Bo Ziming's face didn't change and he said "hmm".

Song Ding saw that he personally agreed, immediately pursed his lips, and asked with a smile, "Why?"

Bo Ziming looked at him with deep eyes: "Why?"

Song Ding pursed his lips and continued to laugh, with a mean smile: "Why did you let me pair up with you to fall in love? You...do you forgive me?"

Bo Ziming's cheeks were slightly red, and he turned his face away, leaning his body against the railing, letting himself be bathed in the sunlight.

Song Ding also stood by his side, waiting for his answer.

At this moment, Bo Ziming suddenly pursed his lips and asked, "Then why did you send me such a message at that time? It was...why?"

Song Ding's face turned pale.

He took a deep breath, looked at Bo Ziming, slowly touched his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "If I said that I didn't send that message, would you believe it?"

Bo Ziming turned his head abruptly, looked at Song Ding's serious and earnest face, pressed his lips tightly together, and asked, "Who is that?"

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