Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

Chapter 119 Only You

At that moment, Shen Wanyi almost couldn't resist going up to give Song Shichen two kicks at the moment when she said lightly and made up another one. The reason was perfunctory to the extreme, whoever believed it was stupid, anyway, she didn't believe it.

A scheming man is just talking nonsense to deceive himself, she shouldn't ask this question, she's asking for trouble!
Sure enough, men's words are the most untrustworthy, men can be trusted, sows will climb trees, cherish life, and stay away from men.

Shen Wanyi glanced at the man in front of her lightly, and said with a clear expression, do I believe your nonsense?
"From beginning to end, my dance partner is only you."

The cold voice rang in her ears without any rush, and it was extraordinarily clear. In an instant, her eyelashes trembled, and a trace of subtlety flashed.

He subconsciously bit his lip, biting the softness of his lower lip between his teeth, but he didn't pay attention for a moment, biting too deeply, making a tooth mark.

The throat seemed to be fastened by something, stuck in the vocal tract, and he couldn't make a sound for a moment.

All kinds of complicated emotions were mixed together, and my heart was filled with mixed feelings, as if all kinds of seasonings had been turned upside down, and I looked up at Song Shichen in a daze.

Song Shichen was indeed right, he taught the dance himself.

Every movement and detail helped to correct, and the memory of that period of Fengchen came to mind.

During the years when he left Yuncheng, he didn't learn other dances, or didn't have the energy to learn them, only the few that Song Shichen taught back then.

Either the lighting was too dazzling, or it was because of the restlessness that made Shen Wanyi's brows and eyes a little dazed.

In a flash, it was many years ago, the figure in front of me overlapped with the blurred figure in memory, and it was hard to tell whether it was the past or the reality.

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In the unstoppable hot summer in my memory, under the luxuriant tree, Cicada screamed non-stop on the tree, and the beating boy.

In the classroom of Grade [-] and [-], the class bell rang, and the students who were enjoying the shade outside the door rushed to the classroom in a panic, fearing that they would be caught if they were a step too late.

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside, and the classroom gradually became quieter. They hurriedly pulled out books from the drawer, and all looked at the door, waiting for the teacher to arrive.

Outside the door came the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the floor, making a crisp sound, and the head teacher Tang Wenqing in a light green dress was reflected in front of her eyes.

Tang Wenqing, as her name suggests, is elegant and tender, revealing a ladylike demeanor in her bones, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

She is serious in class, and likes to chat and laugh with students after class, and is humorous, so she was nicknamed Miss Tang by her classmates.

After a while, Tang Wenqing held the book and the loudspeaker in both hands, and took small steps.

He glanced at the whole class with serious eyes, walked up to the podium slowly, put on the loudspeaker microphone, and cleared his throat.

"Attend class."

"Hello teacher."

All the students stood up and said hello in unison.

"Please sit down."

As soon as the voice fell, he took out a long piece of white chalk from the chalk box on the podium and cut it into two sections.

Put another paragraph on the table, clap the ashes in your hands, and pick up another paragraph of chalk to write.

I was amazed that the Chinese teacher, who has always been focusing on class, did not come in the first time to get an endorsement, which was unprecedented.

I saw "Performance at the Cultural Gala" written in small letters on the blackboard.

The font is correct, every stroke is outlined to perfection, without a single flaw.

Picking up the teaching stick thrown aside, he tapped on the blackboard, and the voice slowly came out from the loudspeaker.

　It's very difficult to write an article. At the beginning, it was said that Lu Yanhan had a lot of roles, okay, then it was deleted, and now it is said that the male and female protagonists appear frequently, so I can't also delete the male and female protagonists, or you should kill me.

　　Exhausted, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)