Top-notch little vampire blows up

The fans looked around all the open live broadcast windows within an hour, eager to take a magnifying glass to see all the possible corners, but they still didn't see Qiao Zhu and Tang Jiyuan.

Some people even started to conduct a series of reasoning and analysis, drawing the floor plan of the shooting base, and no one was photographed through several common stations where sisters were garrisoned. It was analyzed that the two people were not in the building of their dormitory at all.

"I see! Could it be that after they left Xiaozhu's dormitory, they went to Brother Tang's dormitory!?"

"No, someone has been squatting in the dormitory over there, and I haven't seen anyone."

"Program group! It's so unreasonable! The 24-hour live broadcast that was agreed is not 24 hours at all, and the all-round live broadcast with no dead ends as agreed-what's the matter if people disappear directly in front of our eyes!?"

The grievances of CP fans can be felt almost across the screen, and the staff who monitored the public opinion in the live barrage could only choke up speechlessly: The entire shooting base has such a large space, how could it be possible to arrange surveillance and live footage in all places?

The resentment of the fans has something to do with opening the live broadcast window in the morning and accidentally finding Qiao Zhu on Tang Jiyuan's bed, and they have no idea what happened... If it weren't for the screen, they would have rushed inside to ask the truth What happened.

The staff also paid attention to the dormitory building, and asked the election supervisor to see where the two men hid.

The first floor of the dormitory building is an empty hall, the second floor has functional classrooms such as canteens and gymnasiums, and some abandoned classrooms, and the third floor is the accommodation.

An election officer who happened to have no work schedule walked around the corridor on the second floor, looked at the abandoned and useless classrooms on both sides, and walked to the end, muttering: "I shouldn't be hiding here, right?"

The door of the last classroom was closed. The selection officer stretched out her hand and twisted it, but she couldn't open it. She knocked on the door again and turned to leave when there was no sound from inside.

"Fans are really troublesome, and they don't usually see people often. Why protest at this time? It's really troublesome..."

The muttering gradually faded away with the sound of footsteps until it disappeared completely.

And just separated by a wall, in the abandoned classroom with the closed door at the end of the corridor on the second floor, two figures overlapped against the wall, looking at each other.

"Let's go." Tang Jiyuan said in a low voice. While talking, he stroked the side of Qiao Zhu's neck with his hands. His fingertips felt slightly cool, and he gently reached into his collar to caress.

The corners of Qiao Zhu's eyes were red, as if he was wronged and other emotions were surging, and his voice was a little weak: "You...you go away...I'm scared to death..."

He reached out to push the person on top of him, but the other person hugged his waist tightly and was not pushed away by his strength at all.

Tang Jiyuan chuckled and said, "Even if she comes in, I set up a barrier, and she won't be able to see us."

Qiao Zhu stared straight at him, his neck was so red and hot, he could only say angrily: "Stop making trouble! Didn't you say you're here to practice pas de deux!?"

This was originally what they planned to do in the afternoon, but because of the free arrangement, they didn't need to go to the training room. When they walked out of the dormitory, Tang Jiyuan suggested to practice in a place with fewer people.

Qiao Zhu agreed, and Tang Jiyuan took him to the abandoned classroom on the second floor of the dormitory with ease. They also came here once, but Tang Jiyuan fed him blood at that time.

"There is no camera here, and the angle outside the window is difficult to be photographed. Usually, no one passes by outside, which is good." Tang Jiyuan locked the door while talking.

Inexplicably, Qiao Zhu felt a premonition that something was not right.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Jiyuan pressed against the wall and kissed him for a long time in the name of "breeding the atmosphere". He was not let go until the footsteps of the election officials came from outside.

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No matter how you looked at it, Tang Jiyuan felt unimaginably thick-skinned.

Qiao Zhu guessed that he must be in a mess right now, and tried to cool down by covering his hot cheeks, but Tang Jiyuan pressed him against the wall and kissed and hugged him, except for the slightly unusual color of his lips, there was no change in expression on his face .

Tang Jiyuan opened most of the curtains, the light came in and the whole room became much brighter, and one could see that there was a whole wall covered with mirrors.

Facing the mirror, Qiao Zhu tidied up the messy collar of the other party's mess, and then glared at Tang Jiyuan before saying, "Why are the election officials running here? Looking for someone?"

Tang Jiyuan shook his head: "I don't know. Regardless of her, it probably has nothing to do with us."

Little did they know that the outside was really looking for the two of them.

After Qiao Zhu tidied up her clothes, seeing that the temperature on her cheeks had dropped a little, she said to Tang Jiyuan, "Shall we start?"

Tang Jiyuan came over with his own tablet, found a shelf next to it and placed it, and clicked on a melodious dance music. Hearing Qiao Zhu's words, he turned his head to look over, and at the same time stretched out his hand to him: "Come here."

Qiao Zhu swallowed, but still walked over obediently.

That's how he is, even if he was angry with Tang Jiyuan one second, he was still obedient the next second.

The corners of Tang Jiyuan's mouth turned upward, and when Qiao Zhu put his white and tender fingers on his palm, he grasped them tightly, then pulled him closer, wrapped his other hand around his waist, turned around quickly, and led Qiao Zhu to follow him Spin up.

"Oops—wait!"

Qiao Zhu was startled, he didn't know where to put his feet.

Tang Jiyuan put his arms around him and leaned his head closer, almost touching his lips to Qiao Zhu's ear. "Look down, follow my footsteps, and take your time."

Qiao Zhu felt that he had done a lot of useless work to calm down his emotions just now. He felt that his whole body was heating up again. The dance music played by Tang Jiyuan was soothing and melodious.

He didn't even know whether he blushed because the song was too erotic, or because they were too close, and his heart was beating even harder.

Tang Jiyuan led him to dance unhappily, and only occasionally pulled Qiao Zhu around in a circle. Qiao Zhu didn't keep up, so he stumbled and fell into his arms. : "This is not the dance the teacher taught us at all!"

Tang Jiyuan let out a muffled laugh, and replied, "Yes."

While speaking, he hugged Qiao Zhu's waist and turned around, then embraced him again, until Qiao Zhu's head became dizzy, and he put his hand on Tang Jiyuan's shoulder, not daring to let go for a moment.

Only then did Tang Jiyuan speak slowly: "Let me take you to find the rhythm first."

Qiao Zhu's eyes were moist, and it would be useless to stare at him, not to mention seeing Tang Jiyuan's upright look, Qiao Zhu said in a low voice after a few seconds, "Really?"

Tang Jiyuan couldn't help pinching his cheek, and replied with a smile: "Of course. Now I will break down the movements and teach you, and we will officially start practicing."

Qiao Zhu was in a daze, feeling that Tang Jiyuan was playing by himself, but he nodded obediently, followed the opponent's footsteps and movements, and jumped up listening to his password.

The pas de deux movements that the teacher arranged for them would not be difficult, and considering that Qiao Zhu's foundation is relatively weak, the dance steps are all guided by Tang Jiyuan, and the rhythm of the chorus part is slow, and the dance steps are not fast.

Even if Qiao Zhu was unskilled and made a wrong jump, Tang Jiyuan easily grabbed his waist and hooked him over, missing a beat and he could follow without panicking at all.

After an afternoon of practice, Qiao Zhu felt that he had mastered it quite proficiently, so he protested: "Why do you always dance the men's step and I dance the women's step? Let's change it!"

Why is Tang Jiyuan holding his waist all the time, he...he wants to hold Tang Jiyuan's waist too!

Tang Jiyuan smiled and said, "Okay."

They switched positions, and Tang Jiyuan put his hand on Qiao Zhu's shoulder, motioning for Qiao Zhu to wrap his arms around his waist.

"You come and take me to dance."

Qiao Zhu was full of confidence and geared up to fight. Ten seconds later, he was really ashamed after stepping on Tang Jiyuan a few times. He hugged Tang Jiyuan's waist and plunged his head into his arms to give up on himself.

"Forget it! I won't dance male step!"

Sure enough, the confidence was false. He just jumped down smoothly. It was Tang Jiyuan who had been guiding the movements to the beat. When it was Qiao Zhu's turn, Qiao Zhu went blind.

Tang Jiyuan couldn't help laughing, and hugged Qiao Zhu, feeling as if he was hugging a soft and sweet cotton candy.

He lowered his head and saw that the hair on the head of the person in his arms was swirling cutely. Tang Jiyuan stretched out his hand to rub Qiao Zhu's soft hair, and called him softly: "Qiao Xiaozhu."

Qiao Zhu buried her head on his chest, poked him with her finger, and said in a low voice, "I told you not to call me that!"

Tang Jiyuan smiled sullenly, and changed his address again: "Baby Xiaozhu."

The man in his arms almost rubbed his face into his clothes, only the red tips of his ears were exposed from between his hair.

After a long time, the other party's voice was soft and thin, and he whispered, "C-call again?"