Chapter 49 [Where is the person who called me wife last night? Is it this person?]
The morning sun shone through the gauze curtains onto the bed. Wen Duo opened her eyes drowsily, then thought of something, widened her eyes, and sat up directly from the bed.
She turned to look beside the bed.
The sheets were smooth and cold, without a single wrinkle, as if no one had slept on them last night.
Wen Duo's heart suddenly felt empty.
Was last night really just a dream?
A dream that was too real to be true?
Yesterday was really exciting.
[Hehehehe, Meibao's panting sounds good, and so does the male lead]
[It's just too dark, I can only see the male lead on Meibao...]
[Oh my, we finally have some meat. It's not easy.]
Looking at the barrage, she raised her hand and touched her lips. As soon as her fingertips touched her lips, she felt a slight tingling sensation.
Wen Duo took a deep breath, jumped out of bed, and ran to the sink barefoot.
The girl in the mirror had messy hair, red eyes, slightly swollen lips, and an unnatural blush on her cheeks.
And the most striking thing is.
Near the collarbone, there were a few light red marks, as if they had been gently sucked by something.
Although the color is not dark, it is particularly conspicuous against the fair skin.
Wen Duo's face suddenly burned up, and the memories of last night came flooding back.
Ji Huaishen's hot breath, his cool fingertips, the kiss that almost suffocated her, and that warm embrace...
"It's not a dream... He really is..."
Wenduo covered her burning cheeks.
It’s really not an allergy, it’s Ji Huaishen’s fault!
Moreover, she thought of what Ji Huaishen said yesterday.
If she takes one step toward him, will he take 99 steps?
But......
This is what she is afraid of!
I’m afraid that Ji Huaishen will become more and more perverted!
Wen Duo wanted to cry but had no tears.
She didn't know how to face Ji Huaishen.
Boom boom boom——
"Madam, breakfast is ready." It was the butler's voice.
Wen Duo looked up immediately in shock:
"Okay, okay, I'll be right down."
She originally wanted to go downstairs directly, but when she thought of the kiss mark on her neck, she hurriedly opened the drawer and searched for concealer.
Before, when she was allergic, she would just use concealer to cover it up. Now.
It needs to be covered more!
After confirming that the concealer completely covered the embarrassing marks, Wen Duo took a deep breath, practiced a "nonchalant" expression in front of the mirror several times, and then pushed the door open and went out.
However, when Wen Duo saw Ji Huaishen in the restaurant, she immediately lost her composure.
"Good morning." Wen Duo greeted softly.
Ji Huaishen shifted his gaze from the tablet, his deep gaze lingering on her for a few seconds.
"Morning." His voice was calm.
[Hey, you pretender, are you still pretending? ]
[Where is the person who called me wife last night? Is it this person?]
Wen Duo lowered her head and walked quickly to her seat, eating with her head down.
When he saw Wen Duo eating, Ji Huaishen put down the tablet in his hand and started eating.
The breakfast was delicious, but Wenduo's attention was obviously not on it.
She looked at Ji Huaishen carefully, feeling uneasy.
This time, she accidentally bit her injured lower lip.
"hiss......"
She gasped softly and covered her mouth reflexively.
Ji Huaishen raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"No, it's okay." Wen Duo shook her head in panic.
Ji Huaishen's gaze lingered on her lips for a moment, and his eyes darkened.
Wen Duo was afraid when she saw the look in his eyes.
[As soon as the male protagonist sees Meibao's lips, he wants to kiss her]
[Oh my, my lips are sore from kissing my sister, it shows how exciting it was yesterday]
[I want to see the light-up version. It was too dark yesterday and I couldn’t see anything clearly!]
【Send a gift and you can see the light board】
[I'll give you a little flower, I'll look back! ]
Wenduo's face turned even redder.
How could they go back and watch it again?
Wen Duo took a few bites and ran away.
Then, Wen Duo hid from Ji Huaishen for two whole days, until before the competition.
On the day of the City Art Festival, the entire art center was packed with people, more lively than any previous years.
On the huge poster hanging in the hall, the promotional photos of the Ballet Sweetheart team occupied a prominent position, while the promotion of traditional ballet performances was squeezed into the corner.
A long queue had already formed outside the venue, the audience was chatting excitedly, and the air was filled with anticipation and excitement.
"I heard there's a good show this year!"
A young man in a baseball cap excitedly said to his companion, "Ballet Sweetie and a serious ballet dancer are making a bet to see who is more popular!"
"Of course I know, it's all over the internet!"
Her companions were also very excited. "But I think Ballet Sweetie will definitely win. She has millions of followers and dances so sexy..."
"Sexy? That's called ballet?"
A girl in simple clothes nearby couldn't help but interject, "It's clearly skirting the line, making elegant art look smoky and polluted..."
The girl with ponytail immediately retorted:
"This is called innovation, okay? Survival of the fittest, and there's nothing shameful about making money! We fans love to see this!"
"That's right,"
Another boy came over and said, "I'm a big fan of Ballet Sweetheart. This is called pioneering a new form of ballet! What do you old-fashioned people know..."
The arguments continued, and suddenly someone in the crowd asked:
"By the way, who is that mysterious dancer who made a bet with Ballet Sweetheart?"
"I heard she's Zhou Wanqing's apprentice," an older woman said in a low voice, "Zhou Wanqing is the top ballet educator in the country, so her students must be extraordinary..."
"Tsk, no matter how good she is, can she be as famous as our Sister Ya?" Ballet Sweetheart's fans curled their lips in disdain. "Who still watches those old-fashioned classical ballets these days..."
"Exactly. Nowadays, it's not just about being simple or not. This time, it's about popularity. There will be voting later."
"Ballet Sweetie will definitely win in the end!"
“That’s right!”
......
The black Maybach slowly drove into the underground parking lot of the art center. Wen Duo looked at the bustling crowd outside through the car window, and her fingers unconsciously twisted together.
The noise outside the car window could be faintly heard, and fans were holding fluorescent signs and posters with the exaggerated dance moves of the Ballet Sweetheart team printed on them.
And vaguely, she heard the belittlement of herself.
With such a huge gap in popularity, can she still win?
"Nervous?" Ji Huaishen's low voice sounded in his ears.
Wen Duo turned her head and met those dark eyes, her heart skipped a beat.
Today, Ji Huaishen was wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit with his tie neatly tied below his Adam's apple. He exuded an oppressive feeling that could not be ignored.
This was not the first time she saw Ji Huaishen dressed so formally, but it was the first time Ji Huaishen dressed so formally for her competition.
"A little..." she admitted softly.
Although it was not her first time performing in front of so many people, this time was different from the previous ones.
Her victory or defeat may affect the entire atmosphere of ballet.
However, the popularity gap nowadays is really huge.
She was very scared. If she lost, she would disappoint her teacher's expectations and bring the ballet culture to the edge.
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Her fingers unconsciously tugged at the hem of her skirt, and her knuckles turned white.
Ji Huaishen's gaze fell on her clenched hands, and his brows frowned slightly.
He reached out, and his slender fingers gently covered the back of her hand, and the warm touch came through her skin.
"They can't make any waves."
His voice was low and firm. "Any accidents that arise, I'll handle them."
Wen Duo felt the touch on her hand and her face instantly flushed.
She lowered her head and looked at their folded hands.
His palm was broad, with distinct joints, completely enveloping her small hand.
The heat came through their touching skin, like an invisible force injected into her body.
It's hot, but safe.
She felt inexplicably relaxed.
"Yeah." Wen Duo nodded.
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