Chapter 91 Dancing
The kiss on his eyes became heavier, causing his eyes to hurt slightly. Luo Qinglin grabbed the pillow under him and endured the pain.
"Is Sleeping Beauty awake?" Jiang Yanyu had kissed her enough, raised his body slightly, and asked, "Do you want me to kiss you somewhere else before you wake up?"
Luo Qinglin tightened his fingers, pursed his lips, and moved slightly unconsciously, as if he was anxiously waiting for the prince's kiss.
Boom!
Just as the kiss was about to end, there was the sound of the closet door hitting the wall, and footsteps approaching.
Luo Qinglin suddenly opened his eyes and gently pushed Jiang Yanyu to remind him that there was someone outside the cabinet door. Jiang Yanyu let out a click of his tongue, and stood up impatiently, while holding Luo Qinglin in his arms.
The sound was getting closer, and the cabinet door was opened with a creaking sound. In just a moment, the secret door was also pulled open from the outside.
Luo Qinglin looked outside and saw the brown-haired man who was staring at him at the party outside the closet. The man looked annoyed, as if he had seen something unpleasant.
"Louis, you lose, give him to me." The man said in a deep voice.
Jiang Yanyu sneered, grabbed the phone and threw it heavily on the man's head.
Unable to dodge, the man felt severe pain on his forehead. He lost his balance and staggered a few times, holding his forehead. He fell backwards and sat on the floor.
Hearing the loud noise in the room, Yu Qin rushed in and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Jiang Yanyu stood up, grabbed the top of the secret door, jumped out of the cabinet, and asked gloatingly: "Did you take a picture of him falling?"
Yu Qin stole a glance at the man sitting on the ground in a mess, nodded and said, "I took the picture."
Jiang Yanyu lowered his eyes and sneered at the man with contempt, "Avgust, you won't take Starla's words seriously, right?"
Avgust stood up, moved his eyes to the cabinet, stared closely at Luo Qinglin in the secret door, and asked in a low voice: "Do you like him?"
"Don't look at my baby with such disgusting eyes." Jiang Yanyu clicked his tongue lightly, turned around to block the cabinet, and pulled Luo Qinglin out.
Luo Qinglin crawled to the door of the cabinet, jumped lightly to the ground, and the rose petals on his body fell off, and the bell around his neck jingled.
The straps were still hanging down between her arms, which was Jiang Yanyu's masterpiece just now. After Luo Qinglin stood still, he noticed something strange and pulled the straps back onto her shoulders belatedly.
Yu Qin simply couldn't imagine what the two of them did in there. Without anyone reminding him, he instinctively zoomed in and recorded the moment Luo Qinglin fell to the ground.
Jiang Yanyu turned his head and winked at Yu Qin, suggesting that he should continue recording. Yu Qin secretly reached out his hand and gave Jiang Yanyu a thumbs up.
"The game is over, let's go back to the hall." Jiang Yanyu bent down and straightened the wrinkles on Luo Qinglin's skirt.
Before walking out of the room, Luo Qinglin looked back. Half of Avgust's face was hidden in the dark. It was unclear whether he was looking at him or at Jiang Yanyu.
When they reached the hall, the young men and ladies had taken off their masks, and Starla had also changed into her own skirt, chatting and joking in the middle of the crowd.
Seeing Luo Qinglin coming, Starla smiled at him and shouted, "Lin, come over here and say hello to everyone."
The people around responded and looked towards Luo Qinglin, with smiles on their faces but their eyes secretly observing and probing him.
There were several Asian faces among the young men and ladies. Except for a few designers he had seen at the fashion show a few days ago, Luo Qinglin didn't recognize any of the others.
"Don't look at him like that. Lin is Louis's little darling. Be careful or Louis might get angry and kick you all out." Starla said angrily.
Starla said "Little darling" with an American accent, with a bubbling sound at the end, which gave people goose bumps.
However, because of this sentence, the looks of the young men and women became less tentative and more ambiguous and full of smiles of watching the fun.
Several imitations of Starla's "Ah~little darling" came one after another, and by the end, the bubbling sounds were so low that it was uncomfortably low.
Before Luo Qinglin could say hello to his friends, someone said with a smile: "Louis has a baby now, so Avgust must be pissed off. No wonder his face was so stinky just now, as if he had been covered in dirt in the mud."
"Avgust's look was really scary. It must have scared our little baby."
"Are you scared, little darling?"
"Don't worry about Louis, come to me, I will protect you."
......
The jokes became more and more off-topic, and some of them almost became group dirty jokes, which made Jiang Yanyu increasingly displeased.
"Shut up!" Jiang Yanyu interrupted harshly, "Anyone who makes fun of Lin again will get out. Also, who told Avgust that I was coming here?"
No one expected Jiang Yanyu to suddenly attack. All those who were laughing fell silent and exchanged glances in silence.
Jiang Yanyu's gaze swept over each person.
When she scanned the middle, Starla immediately shook her head and denied it. "It wasn't me! I didn't tell him. He was the one who sneaked a peek at other people's social accounts and followed the wind to find him."
The others shook their heads, and no one admitted their guilt.
Jiang Yanyu retracted his gaze and warned again: "Don't joke with Lin, and don't say dirty words. Do you understand?"
Just like children being afraid of their elders, the young men and women nodded obediently one after another, with reserved smiles on their faces, and even their eyes turned respectful when they looked at Luo Qinglin.
Starla shrugged, looking helpless, as if saying, "I reminded you kindly, but you didn't listen."
Jiang Yanyu glared at them again, then leaned over to Luo Qinglin's ear and coaxed him intimately, "Just say hello to them, and we'll go dance in the middle."
The atmosphere became awkward after Jiang Yanyu's disturbance. Luo Qinglin waved at them, and the young men and women smiled at him, as if they had just met.
After saying hello, Jiang Yanyu took Luo Qinglin in his arms, turned around, and walked towards the center of the hall.
As they got closer to the center, Luo Qinglin whispered, "I can't dance."
Jiang Yanyu kept walking and comforted him, "What are you afraid of? I won't jump either."
"Why do we have to go to the middle?" Luo Qinglin slowed down his pace, "Can't we just jump around in the corner?"
"No, I'm going to go in the middle."
When they reached the center, the surrounding lights dimmed automatically, leaving only a beam of white light shining on the two of them.
Starla winked at the waiter, and the Baroque string music stopped abruptly and turned into romantic piano music.
"Put your hand on my shoulder." Jiang Yanyu said, hugging Luo Qinglin's waist.
Luo Qinglin did as he was told, put his hand on Jiang Yanyu's shoulder, gently grasped his suit, and asked in a low voice: "Are we just going to stand here like this?"
The gazes of the people around him were hidden in the dark. Luo Qinglin could not see them, but he could still feel them.
"Don't look at others, just look at me." Jiang Yanyu leaned down slightly and said to Luo Qinglin with his forehead against hers.
Jiang Yanyu's steps could not be called dancing, he just swayed slowly and naturally to the music, without any rules.
Luo Qinglin followed Jiang Yanyu's footsteps and his clenched hands gradually relaxed. From the corner of his eye, the people around him seemed to be imitating their dancing, and no one was dancing properly.
"See, isn't it very simple?" Jiang Yanyu said with a chuckle, "You don't need to be afraid at all."
Luo Qinglin looked into Jiang Yanyu's eyes, as if he was sucked into the amber nebula. There was nothing else in his mind, and only Jiang Yanyu was in his eyes.
The light above their heads was controlled artificially, and the light followed wherever the two people jumped.
"How do you feel now?" Jiang Yanyu asked in a low voice, "My world isn't that scary to you, is it?"
Jiang Yanyu's gaze was too intense. Luo Qinglin turned his head away, avoiding the burning gaze. He buried his head in Jiang Yanyu's shoulder and nodded slightly without saying a word.
"The show, the reporters, the spotlight, the afterparty, the dance, these are not as scary as you imagined, right?"
"Um."
After getting a positive answer, Jiang Yanyu hugged Luo Qinglin tightly, held him in his arms and asked: "I have brought you into my world, what about you? When will you show me your world?"
"I...my world is boring. There's only work and nothing interesting to see." Luo Qinglin replied in a low voice.
Only work...?
Jiang Yanyu thought, if Luo Qinglin thought these things were all work, then what kind of life did he want?
Or maybe Luo Qinglin actually doesn't want any fame at all, and just wants to go around filming his own "human world"?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yanyu paused, and Luo Qinglin also stopped.
"What's wrong?" Luo Qinglin raised his head and asked.
"Luo Qinglin, tell me the truth, don't lie to me," Jiang Yanyu asked seriously, "Would you feel aversion to participating in the Yinghuang modeling competition and shooting fashion blockbusters?"
Luo Qinglin shook his head and said, "No objection."
Jiang Yanyu didn't believe it, stared at Luo Qinglin for a few seconds, then sighed and said: "If you don't want to do this, I can cancel it at any time, you can do what you want, as long as..."
"I want to! I want to," Luo Qinglin said eagerly, "I don't want to be an unknown photographer, I want to..."
I want to be a perfect match for you when standing next to you, instead of having nothing, neither fame nor career.
"I don't resist what I want to do. This is all my true words." Luo Qinglin said.
Luo Qinglin's eyes were sincere, and he didn't seem to be lying.
The words "As long as you are willing to be with me" were stuck in his throat. Jiang Yanyu looked at the anxiety in Luo Qinglin's eyes, and his impatience suddenly disappeared.
Jiang Yanyu cursed himself in his heart for being too impatient and almost disrupting his original plan and rhythm.
"Really, I want to do it." Afraid that Jiang Yanyu would not believe him, Luo Qinglin hurriedly repeated it.
"Okay, I know." Jiang Yanyu pinched Luo Qinglin's face and soothed him gently, "I misunderstood. I'm sorry."
Luo Qinglin lowered his head, hid in Jiang Yanyu's neck and shoulders again, and whispered: "Don't apologize."
The piano music continued and the free dance steps began to spin again.
The atmosphere was not bad, but after the conversation just now, it was no longer as pleasant as it was at the beginning.
Luo Qinglin instinctively knew what to say to liven up the atmosphere, so he changed the subject and asked, "Avgust is the jeweler's son you mentioned just now, the person you hate?"
"Why?" Jiang Yanyu asked cautiously, "Are you interested in him?"
"No!" Luo Qinglin said, "I'm just curious why you hate him."
After making sure Luo Qinglin had no extra thoughts, Jiang Yanyu gritted his teeth and said:
"His fiancé wanted to hook up with me, so he went crazy and told everyone that I like straight men, and told everyone to watch their butts and be careful not to be raped by me."
Luo Qinglin was about to say "Does anyone believe this?", but then he changed his mind and realized that it was because he believed this rumor in the beginning that he ended up playing a straight man and going through so much trouble.
"Then he... is too bad! He has no manners and speaks nonsense." Luo Qinglin also said angrily.
However, Avgust was not the key point that Luo Qinglin wanted to ask. He was more concerned about Jiang Yanyu's past.
"Then how did he find us just now? Isn't that place your 'secret base'?" Luo Qinglin asked indirectly.
"Because..." Jiang Yanyu just started to speak, but stopped midway, and squinted at Luo Qinglin, "What do you want to know? Do you want to know about my past?"
Luo Qinglin nodded obediently, hoping that Jiang Yanyu could tell him.
"It's not that interesting," Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows and said, "If you want to know, I can tell you, but..."
"only?"
Jiang Yanyu's eyes curved slightly, and he smiled cunningly and said, "I will tell you when you belong to me from head to toe."
The author has something to say:
Starla: The London Dance King actually said he can’t dance (laughs)
Luo Qinglin: King of Dance in London?
Jiang Yanyu: Shut up, shut up!
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