Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Retire the course, but I suggest you enroll in an etiquette class. Learn how to arrange flowers, play the piano, and paint. If you really like dancing, you can hire me to be your personal dance teacher. Jazz, Latin, friendship, modern, I can teach you any kind of dance you like."

So, he humiliated her on purpose?To force her to withdraw from this course? !

Jing Jiaren stared at him coldly——

But he succeeded, and she did plan to withdraw from the dance class.

She has no way to prevent him from entering her life, so she can only try to avoid any chance to have intimate contact with him!

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"Are you dropping the dance class?"

Mengkui frowned, and asked with an exaggerated expression, "Why? The pas de deux can have intimate contact with Ximen God, and everyone's desire is too late. Beauty, do you hate him so much?"

Jing Jiaren shrugged, took out her clothes from the cabinet and was about to change into them.

Looking at the blue top and white skirt, she glanced at Meng Kui again: "Let's change clothes."

"Change clothes?"

"You wear my clothes." Jing Jiaren had already handed them to her, "Try?"

After Ximen Longting changed out of her dance clothes, it must be the same suit again, so she didn't want to wear couple outfits with Ximen Longting again.

"Uh." Meng Kui was embarrassed to refuse, and Jing Jiaren had already picked up her dress and put it on.

The goose egg yolk lotus leaf skirt is naughty and cute when worn on Meng Kui, but when it is on Jing Jiaren's body, it is immediately fresh and ladylike, and it also has an extravagance of pride.

Mengkui propped her chin up and down and looked up and down: "It's obviously the same dress, why are there so many differences?"

Meng Kui is also a slim type, but short, 163cm, the skirt size is suitable, but the length is not enough.

Originally the length from Mengkui's knees to her thighs.Low waist became high waist.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Look at your long legs!"

Mengkui stared enviously at Jing Jiaren.

"I'll help you zip."

Jing Jiaren held her loose long hair, and Mengkui pulled it behind her. In a trance, the girl with a cute smile seemed to be warm-hearted——

Her eyes flickered slightly, she really missed the old days, and wanted to know the whereabouts of Wen Xinnuan.

"Okay, Goddess Jing! What are you thinking?"

"Nothing, just thinking of a friend."

"What friend? Ah, isn't it enough for you to have me... I will be jealous if you think of others in front of me like this. "

"You are very similar..." She is very fortunate to have another friend. Meng Kui is very similar to Wen Xinnuan in many aspects, especially the simple and straightforward nature. There is no pressure to get along with each other, hearty, optimistic, and loves to laugh...

It's easy to be around her.

"How similar?"

"It seems to me that I often think that she is by my side." Jing Jiaren smiled slightly, and threw the changed dance clothes into the trash can.

"Why did you throw it away?"

Jing Jiaren glanced at it with disgust, her eyes were indifferent: "It's already dirty."

Not only was she dirty after being touched by Ximen Longting, but also because of the... strong smell of obsession underneath her, which made her really feel ashamed.

"Anyway, if you want to quit the dance class, just throw it away."

Mengkui put on her clothes and fiddled with them in front of the mirror: "Hey, why did the goddess style become so ordinary once I wore it. Is it really a matter of my figure..."