Why?This is obviously a surrogate abuse article [Transmigration Book]

After An Qiao arrived at Yunyan's place, Ruan Xiao really realized what softness is.

Whether it is leg pressing or lower back, An Qiao can easily achieve it, softer and tougher than girls, as if there is no bone.

During the training, Ruan Xiao exaggerated as always, and the difficulty increased a little, which made his muscles hurt, and he wanted to cry loudly.

On this day, Yunyan made it more difficult for Ruan Xiaoxia to split a word, and placed a yoga block on his front heel, while his back foot was still on the ground.

In this way, the split angle of the two legs will exceed 180 degrees.

Ruan Xiao burst into tears from the pain, and kept shaking his head: "No, no, no, the teacher's pad is too high..."

Yun Yan lifted it under Ruan Xiao's armpit, frowning: "Take your tears away, just press down, I'll watch."

Sometimes Ruan Xiao was so coquettish that Yun Yan was overwhelmed, if it were other students, he would have been kicked out long ago.

But Ruan Xiao doesn't know what magical power is there. Once he gets along with him for a long time, it is inevitable that people will give up some principles for him.

When Ruan Xiao was crying and howling, there was a soft laughter from the side.

Ruan Xiao's eyes were full of tears, and he followed the voice inadvertently.

An Qiao was next to him, with two yoga blocks under his feet, his legs were stretched straight and slender.

Not only that, but he can also turn his waist on one side and bend down to his legs.

The softness is amazing.

With headphones in his ears, An Qiao looked at ease.

Seeing Ruan Xiao's gaze, he twitched the corner of his mouth again, and said bluntly, "You're so noisy, I can't even hear the music."

Ruan Xiao's crying was mostly weakened as if he pressed the volume down button instantly.

His eyes were red, tears were streaming down his face, he lowered his head with inexplicable aggrievedness, and braced himself on the floor.

It may be shame, or it may be some indistinct competitive spirit, although Ruan Xiao still couldn't help crying, but suddenly cried very softly, and occasionally there was a "beep" sound in his throat.

Yunyan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the world was finally quiet.

An Qiao practiced basic skills on his own, and stopped looking at Ruan Xiao next to him.

An Qiao is the kind of handsome boy who is very arrogant, doesn't take people seriously, and doesn't care what others think. No matter from his temperament, or from his usual clothes and utensils, it can be seen that his family conditions are very good.

He often says what he wants and does what he wants, and never considers other people's feelings, so he can sometimes appear very rude.

An Qiao came to a foreign country with a clear purpose, to find Yunyan for training.

After meeting his "classmate" Ruan Xiao, after a general assessment, he found that Ruan Xiao was a rookie, so he lost even the interest in making friends.

For him, apart from training, it is a waste of time if he associates with people who cannot improve him.

But Ruan Xiao is still very enthusiastic about An Qiao.

During breaks between classes, An Qiao usually rests by the side, while Ruan Xiao stretches his legs by the side.

Ruan Xiao couldn't help talking to An Qiao.

He is a face control person, so he naturally has a lot of interest in a little beauty like An Qiao, and he has endless questions every day.

Especially after knowing that An Qiao was only promoted last year and will also participate in the new season starting in July, Ruan Xiao felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

Ruan Xiao invited him and said, "If you can't find a suitable training venue, I can take you to the club I'm in. There are still many friends who will participate in the competition this year."

"Thank you." An Qiao stuffed the earphones into his ears without looking up, "but it's not necessary."

Ruan Xiao let out an "oh", lowered his head and continued to press his legs.

"By the way, do you like fried chicken?" Ruan Xiao raised his head again, his eyes shining brightly, "I will take you to eat fried chicken when you are free. I know which fried chicken restaurant in Shencheng is the best eat!"

An Qiao finally raised his eyelashes to look at Ruan Xiao, but his expression was slightly complicated: "Fried chicken?"

Ruan Xiao was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so he acted like he was biting the chicken legs: "Yes, it's the kind, the outside is very crispy, and the inside is full of juice when you bite it. It's fresh and delicious."

As he spoke, he swallowed.

At the same time, An Qiao swallowed unobviously.

Ruan Xiao suggested: "If you want to eat, let's go after class?"

An Qiao finally turned his eyes to Ruan Xiao, scanning Ruan Xiao up and down.

Ruan Xiao is petite and slender, without a trace of fat, with perfect proportions, beautiful curves, and a figure so good that it is enviable.

An Qiao finally admired Ruan Xiao in his heart, but it was because of his physique that he couldn't get fat.

Since practicing figure skating, An Qiao said goodbye to all high-calorie foods.

It's not that I don't want to eat, but that I have strong self-control.

"Thank you." An Qiao lowered his head to look at his phone, "You'd better go by yourself, I have no luck."

As a mixed race, An Qiao seems to have learned a little bit of his country's cultural traditions, and occasionally pops up a sentence or two of idioms, but whether it is accurate or not is another matter.

Ruan Xiao did not give up because of An Qiao's indifference, he racked his brains and continued to carry forward the spirit of international friends.

"Then..." Ruan Xiao's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "How about roasted pork feet with green onions? Do you want to eat it? Take a bite, it's full of oil, and the crispy skin is delicious——"

"..."

An Qiao straightened the corners of her lips, moved her small Adam's apple up and down, and silently turned up the volume button.

Ruan Xiao saw that delicious food seemed unattractive to An Qiao, so he stopped talking.

In the practice room, one of them pressed his legs, while the other listened to music in silence.

However, the quiet and harmonious atmosphere only lasted less than 1 minute.

Sudden.

"Eh?"

Ruan Xiao revived with full blood, and said, "You can understand Chinese, right? How about I recommend a TV series to you? It's so good! Wait, I'll find it for you."

An Qiao took a deep breath patiently, and seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

Ruan Xiao ran to the bench, took out the phone from a pile of clothes, pressed the screen for a while, sat next to An Qiao, and moved the phone over.

"Look." Ruan Xiao said, "It's this one. I've been chasing it since October last year, and there are still dozens of episodes to go. After I'm done chasing it, I want to watch it again!"

An Qiao glanced angrily at the mobile phone that was handed over, on which was the promotional poster of the TV series.

He looked at Ruan Xiao's smiling face again, and said arrogantly: "Don't be like a sparrow in my ear, disturbing people's dreams, can you be quiet?"

Ruan Xiao looked at An Qiao, was a little dazed, then lowered his head and retracted the phone, then completely shut up.

He went to a place far away from An Qiao and continued to press his legs, muttering to himself:

"Going to a foreign country to find a teacher alone, without family or friends... I'm afraid you'll be homesick... Don't go home and say that people here are impersonal... Damn, little foreigner, it's really difficult... ..."

An Qiao, who was listening to the music, raised his head at this moment and looked in Ruan Xiao's direction, with a confused look on his face.

Ruan Xiao is the most beautiful oriental person An Qiao has seen so far.

The sun shone on his side face, and his snow skin was crystal clear. When he was practicing basic skills, sweat slid over his delicate facial features, which looked very fragile and tough.

Even facing the air, he can talk endlessly in a low voice.

Ancho thought.

This man is so funny.

***

Since the withdrawal of the weight-loss order, Ruan Xiao eats at school at noon, no need to bring his own lunch box, he can eat as much as he wants, and eats very satisfyingly.

When the food is up, the whole person is cheerful.

He would also talk about new friends with Qin Shuangqi and the others during lunch.

"He looks really good-looking, like an angel, with green eyes and blue eyes for a while, and golden hair, prettier than many movie stars."

"What Xiaoxiao said, is it An Qiao who is called Angel by fans?" The lead singer leaned on his chopsticks and thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and said, "I seem to have a little impression... Did you still pay attention to it before... Find out Is it this?"

The lead singer turned the phone to Ruan Xiao.

Ruan Xiao took a closer look, and saw that it was a photo of An Qiao walking with a skateboard.

An Qiao is wearing a very bulky T-shirt and overalls. He looks casual and casual. Under the sun, his blonde hair is shining. When he accidentally glanced at the camera, his face is perfect, and he can't pick out a single flaw. He is really like falling into the world. Angel.

"That's right, it's him!"

Ruan Xiao stuffed a big mouthful of potatoes and beef, with puffy cheeks, took a closer look at the phone, smiled, then turned to show others, slurring his words, "How is it? Doesn't the little foreigner look good?"

Qin Shuangqi was excited when she saw it, and quickly took out her mobile phone: "Where can I pay attention? This kind of beautiful boy has been wandering outside for so many years and has not entered my field of vision. It is unscientific!"

Shen Tiancheng had a face of "Grandpa on the subway looks at his phone.jpg", and then looked at the inexplicably excited girls around him: "You all like this? Is this child an adult?"

"What do you know?" Qin Shuangqi said, "We like this kind of little beauties who can inspire the desire to protect, such as Xiaoxiao, I can protect him for the rest of his life."

Ruan Xiao smiled, looked back at his phone, and said, "He's an adult, he just got promoted last year, he looks really young..."

He slid the screen down and froze for a moment: "So much?"

This photo was posted by An Qiao on Instagram, an international social software. See below the photo, which shows that there are 100 million people who like this post.

Ruan Xiao clicked on An Qiao's homepage, his eyes lit up.

An Qiao has 500 million followers on Instagram!

"He's great..." Ruan Xiao murmured.

Immediately, he smiled a little embarrassedly, returned the phone to the lead singer, and said, "I thought he had just been promoted to the group and was not very popular. I wanted to take him to play, but I didn't expect him to be much better than me..."

The lead singer didn't deny it, and said: "Yes, he usually participates in the competitions in the European competition area, and he is also in the youth group, so he is very famous in Europe. Except for the experienced ice fans in China, not many people pay attention to it."

"That's it..." Ruan Xiao nodded, and then said, "I don't know if Ah Ye knows him."

Since Zhou Muye didn't have lunch with them at noon, he was not by his side now.

Ruan Xiao intends to find an opportunity to introduce An Qiao to Zhou Muye, maybe they have participated in competitions together.

***

Because An Qiao didn't have to go to school, she stayed in Yunyan's practice room around the clock, and naturally left earlier in the afternoon than Ruan Xiao later.

After school this day, it was rare for An Qiao to stay for a longer period of time, but it still ended earlier than Ruan Xiao.

When Ruan Xiao was training, he rested beside him.

After resting for a while, An Qiao leaned against the wall next to the back door with a water glass, watched Ruan Xiao from the back of the classroom for a while, and then looked out boredly for a while.

After a quarter of an hour or so, Ruan Xiao also arrived at the intermission.

He accidentally found that An Qiao hadn't left yet, but was leaning against the wall and looking out the door. He didn't know what he was looking at, but he looked at it with some scrutiny and concentration.

Ruan Xiao walked over with the transparent water bottle in his arms, lifted the lid, sucked a big mouthful into the straw, and said with a smile, "An Qiao, what are you looking at?"

An Qiao withdrew his gaze from outside the door like a thread, looked at Ruan Xiao, and said, "Do you know that person?"

Ruan Xiao blinked, puzzled, and followed what An Qiao said.

There is a transparent glass pane on the door of the practice room, through where they stand, they can see half of the living room.

A tall boy was sitting there, wearing a sportswear with a white background and lavender stripes from the distant mountains. The late afternoon sun shone on him, leaving a silhouette with the texture of a film.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, and was reading a book spread out on his lap. His facial features were dignified and glamorous, showing tough lines. When he sat there quietly, he contrasted with the low-key and luxurious decoration style around him.

It was Zhou Muye who came to pick up Ruan Xiao after school.

When Ruan Xiao saw Zhou Muye, he couldn't help raising the corners of his lips.

An Qiao looked at his expression, then looked out the door: "Is he your boyfriend?"

Ruan Xiao was stunned for a moment, then his face flushed suddenly, and the red spread all the way to Xue Nen's neck, and he waved his hands subconsciously.

No, no, Ah Ye is not...

But to say no is not accurate.

He and Zhou Muye seemed like friends to outsiders, and Ah Ye treated him very well, but when they were alone, some behaviors had crossed the line of friendship, but they were not known to outsiders.

Say it's not right, and say it's not right.

Ruan Xiao lowered her head with a blushing face, hugging the water bottle like a small bucket, looking forward to Ai Ai, embarrassed by An Qiao's straightforward and bold question.

At this time, An Qiao knocked his head lightly on the door, and spoke softly in German.

Ruan Xiao didn't hear clearly, and couldn't understand: "Ah? What are you talking about?"

An Qiao said it again in Chinese: "He is so handsome."

Ruan Xiao froze for two seconds, making sure he heard correctly, and looked at An Qiao.

The slightly shy smile on the small face disappeared almost instantly, and gradually, the corners of the eyes and brows were colder than ever before.

Ruan Xiao seemed to have never been kind to An Qiao, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised an arc, and her usual Wen Ning voice became emotionless.

He asked, "What's the matter with you?"

An Qiao blinked his eyelashes, and withdrew his attention from the window pane, his eyes wandered around Ruan Xiao's face that had become unfamiliar.

He lightly shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said, "You're so funny."

Ruan Xiao looked at An Qiao, as if a certain nerve in his mind had been stabbed, he frowned uncontrollably.

***

In the days that followed, the atmosphere in the practice room became somewhat delicate.

Ruan Xiao talked a lot less, and no longer dragged An Qiao to talk after class like before.

In class, Yun Yan broke his legs and hurt him, and he would still cry, but as soon as An Qiao glanced at him, he immediately tuned in, pursed his lips stubbornly, sweating profusely from the pain He didn't make another sound.

It was rare for Yunyan to show a satisfied expression, and praised him: "It's ok, baby, you are improving day by day."

Ruan Xiao held his breath in his throat and didn't respond.

However, An Qiao was still the same as before, but the eyes that occasionally stayed on Ruan Xiao were a little more thoughtful.

Every day when get out of class was over, Ruan Xiao prayed in his heart that An Qiao would leave early, or that Zhou Muye would arrive later.

Fortunately, their time has been misaligned.

A few days later, one evening, after Ruan Xiao finished training, he went out and saw Zhou Muye.

He happily ran over, held Zhou Muye's hand restrainedly but couldn't help it, and smiled with eyes crooked: "Ah Ye."

But then he thought of something again, and turned his head around Zhou Muye defensively, looking towards the courtyard gate behind him.

Nervously said: "Didn't you see anyone when you came?"

Zhou Muye looked at him with lowered eyelashes, and said calmly, "Who?"

Ruan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, laughed again, and shook his head: "It's all right, let's go."

The two walked side by side on the cobblestone path outside.

Because Ruan Xiao was happy, he didn't walk properly, he took two steps, jumped up, and did small jump training in ballet movements like a swan on ice.

Zhou Muye looked at him: "Can you stop for a while?"

Ruan Xiao giggled and didn't listen.

Just as he was walking quickly to the steps, a person came here from outside the yard.

Ruan Xiao looked up inadvertently, and saw An Qiao turning back for some reason.

There was a thump in my heart, my feet relaxed, and when I landed, my ankle sprained to the side.

Fortunately, Zhou Muye was next to him.

When Ruan Xiao fell on Zhou Muye's body, Zhou Muye quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm to lift him up.

Zhou Muye frowned, and his ice-cold voice sank a bit: "Don't jump anymore."

Ruan Xiao supported Zhou Muye to support his body, let out a flustered "Oh", but stared at An Qiao who was getting closer and closer.

After making such a commotion, Ruan Xiao naturally attracted An Qiao's attention.

An Qiao looked at this side, first looked at Ruan Xiao, and then naturally fell on Zhou Muye beside him, those beautiful dark green eyes were filled with undisguised exploration and scrutiny.

Ruan Xiao pursed her lips, her cheeks puffed up a bit, and she pulled Zhou Muye to leave quickly.

At this time, An Qiao walked down the steps and took a few steps up.

When he was about to pass by them, he stopped suddenly, looked across Ruan Xiao, fixed on Zhou Muye, and said, "Have I seen you before?"

In an instant, Ruan Xiao tightened his fingers holding Zhou Muye's arm.

Zhou Muye seemed to feel something, he didn't immediately go back to An Qiao's words, but looked down at Ruan Xiao aside.

Ruan Xiao narrowed his eyes lightly, looking at An Qiao without blinking.

Thick green sour juice gushed out uncontrollably from the heart.

Listen, what a poor pick-up technique.

The author has something to say:

Ruan Xiao is a person with enthusiasm and kindness in his heart. He is willing to take you to eat the best fried chicken and share your favorite eight o'clock stall, but if you take a second look at his man...

Ruan Xiao: I have never liked Germans very much.