(MTL)(BL)Pretend to be cute [entertainment circle]

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    Ning Zhou: "I learned it in the body class."

    Ning Zhou participated in a stage play. He was the lead actor and played a dancer. In order to play this role well, Ning Zhou also deliberately went to learn dance for a period of time to make himself more suitable for the role.

    Jiang Hangting smiled lowly, lowered his head and said in Ning Zhou's ear, "How about the role swap?"

    Ning Zhou pretended to be stupid.

    Jiang Hangting: "Do you remember the steps I danced?"

    "No." Ning Zhou answered very simply.

    Jiang Hangting put his hand on Ning Zhou's waist, "It's okay, I'll teach you."

    Ning Zhou: "..."

    So Ning Zhou was driven to the shelves, and under the leadership of Jiang Hangting, he learned the steps of a veneer dancer for two hours.

    When the two returned to the site of the annual meeting again, the annual meeting had come to an end.

    The two happened to hit the stage of awarding the special prize. After Jiang Hangting came back, he was naturally called to the stage to present the special prize.

    When the awards are over, the annual meeting will end.

    Some people got together and planned to go to KTV to renew the stall. Some high-level officials asked Jiang Hangting's opinion. Jiang Hangting refused and planned to take Ning Zhou back.

    Today, more than one company has an annual meeting in the hotel. This point is almost over. There are many people using the elevator. It takes a lot of time to wait for the elevator.

    Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou simply waited for the others to walk almost, and the elevator was completely empty before leaving.

    Ten minutes later, the two entered the elevator.

    Besides them, only Jiang Hangting's assistant was left in the elevator.

    As soon as the assistant stepped into the elevator, he consciously stood in the corner and tried to lower the brightness of his light bulb.

    Ning Zhou later drank a little cocktail, the one with a very low degree, just to taste the taste, but still a little dizzy.

    After entering the elevator and being in a confined space, this discomfort was magnified.

    Thinking that there was no one else in the elevator, he put his head on Jiang Hangting's shoulder, "dizzy."

    His voice was muffled, with a hint of coquettishness.

    "Didn't I tell you not to drink it?" Jiang Hangting said accusing words, but he put his hand on Ning Zhou's forehead first, kneading it gently for Ning Zhou.

    Ning Zhou rubbed his hand and muttered, "Isn't it with you?"

    He knew his drinking well, and without Jiang Hangting by his side, even if he wanted to try it again, he wouldn't drink it.

    It was precisely because of Jiang Hangting's presence that Ning Zhou satisfied his curiosity and took a sip of the blue-blue cocktail.

    This sentence successfully blocked Jiang Hangting's mouth. The corner of his mouth even raised up unconsciously, and the movements in his hands became more and more gentle.

    The assistant squeezed himself into the corner again, kicked over the dog food brought in front of him, and meditated: I should be under the car, not in the car.