Chapter 509 Cat-Eared Teenage Idol vs. Talent Team’s Favorite Little Salted Fish 60

Jiang Li'an thought, he didn't expect Lu Chi to be such a person.

The title of this book is: One Hundred Ways of Academic Research.

The book cover is also very serious. Jiang Li'an later discovered that this fucking Lu Chi had wrapped a book cover outside. The real title of the book was Forced **, which he could only understand by heart.

"In the book I asked you to read last night, the male protagonist also learns to dance."

In the brightly lit training room, Lu Chi looked at the cold and ascetic figure in front of him and said slowly, "You can lightly touch Zhuo Shen's face."

Jiang Li'an was silent for two seconds, and a picture suddenly popped up in his mind. He was sweating, and he was panting in a low voice. The light blue tendons of his slender hands were obviously protruding, and moist water drops were dripping seductively along the joints. He pressed the other hand.

The back of a person's neck is pressed down hard.

When you raise your head, your Adam's apple will roll up and down in a painful arc.

"Jiang Li'an."

The biting and icy voice hit my ears, like three-nine days of freezing snow, freezing to the bone. The chill wrapped around my skin inch by inch, making me sober.

Jiang Li'an was so cold that his scalp was numb. When he came back from the indescribable scene, he saw the deep face in front of him!

A very bewitching face, with brows and eyes full of arrogance that cannot be blasphemed, just like the snow on the mountain, which makes people dare not peep easily, but also makes people have a strange rebellious psychology, wanting to peep at the deserted night.

The dissoluteness under indifference.

Against the light, the shadows are clear.

It was probably a bit hot, the collar was torn open, and the collarbone was looming. A drop of sweat slipped from the Adam's apple and just snaked down from the cold white skin, landing in the depression of the collarbone, which is deep enough to keep a fish.

He looked at her with a half-smile.

Even the opening and closing of the thin lips completely overlap with the person in the picture.

The contents of the paper version I saw last night echoed in my ears again, the words were rough and wild, but now this mouth was speaking her name.

Help!

Jiang Li Ansheng has no love.

She is not clean anymore, why is she thinking about this?!

She shouldn’t have read that book!!

"Zhao, Zhuo Shen." Jiang Li'an didn't even know when Shen Qingzhao came over. When he came to his senses, the man was already standing in front of him, and he really didn't have the courage to look at that face again.

Afraid of what she might associate with it, she thought what Lu Chi said was simply terrifying. She lowered her head so low that it was almost buried in her collar. Her voice was very low, and the last note trembled.

The Lu Chi next to him was extremely cowardly and didn't dare to say a word. He didn't have the blithe and boastful attitude in front of Jiang Li'an just now.

Talking about bringing the owner's car in front of the owner, Lu Chi felt that even if he died ten thousand times, he wouldn't have the guts!

"Is there poison on my face?" he asked.

"No." Jiang Li'an replied sincerely.

"Then one look at me will kill you?"

"Can't..." Maybe.

"Then why are you lowering your head into your clothes?" Shen Qingzhuo looked at her condescendingly, "You're shameful?"

Now, now it's really a bit shameful.

To be precise, I couldn't see Shen Qingzhuo.

Jiang Li'an raised his head bravely, his eyes moved from the young man's legs to his neck, and refused to look up even after saying anything: "Do you have any advice?"

"Advice is out of the question." Shen Qingzhuo's thin lips were a bit light, very thin, cold in color, and his words were muffled, "I see you are having a great time chatting, tell me?"

"!!!"

say what?

Tell him, his face looks like a certain H male protagonist? Or what kind of tricks does he like to play?

No one can tell!

Jiang Li'an declined: "It's not convenient."

"Really?" Shen Qingzhuo chuckled, lazily and slightly coldly, "How shameful are you?"

Jiang Li'an: "...so I can't say."

Shen Qingzhuo pulled his lower lip and walked around her.

Jiang Li'an's tense body relaxed and he praised himself for escaping the disaster.

He suddenly asked abruptly: "Are you talking about me -"

Jiang Li'an lifted it up in one breath.

"Bad words."

"..."

Please!! I don’t want to break the sentence like this!!

"How is that possible?" Knowing that Shen Qingzhuo did not hear the entire conversation, Jiang Li'an felt more at ease and casually said, "We said that you are wise, martial, elegant, suave, and talented all night long——"

Probably because he had thought about it too many times in his mind, he almost blurted out his words accidentally. Fortunately, Jiang Li'an realized what he was saying in time and bit his tongue hard to prevent the rest of the words from blurting out.

Ever since she met Shen Qingzhuo, she finally understood that misfortune comes from the mouth.

Shen Qingzhuo was waiting for her to continue, but when he saw her suddenly pause, he raised his eyebrows: "What about a night?"

Jiang Li'an held back a sentence: "You became famous overnight. It's really hard for you. Now you have to teach us."

"It's quite hard." Shen Qingzhuo didn't care much, "So, you, and you, just jumped three wrong beats, so let's do it three more times."

"..."

"..."

Lu Chi cried bitterly: "Li Xiaoan, I'm sorry for you!"

Jiang Li'an danced a "mechanical dance", with a cold face throughout: "Okay, I know that I will never read that kind of novel again, and I will thank God for you."

Lu Chi hesitated and said shyly, "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

Are you poisonous?!

Everyone else was resting, and only the two of them were practicing. The feeling of being watched was not too social.

What a sin.

"If you talk any more, go out and stand." Shen Qingzhuo leaned on the chair, a little lazily, and his tone was lukewarm.

Jiang Li'an closed his mouth.

He who knows the current affairs is a hero.

She endures.

They finished dancing once and started a second time. Shen Qingzhuo squinted his eyes and frowned, and every expression made people shudder.

He stood up suddenly, and there happened to be a ruler left by someone on the table. It was made of metal, cold and long. He picked it up and weighed it twice. His movements were quite loose, as if he was testing his strength.

Jiang Li'an looked at his actions with a forced smile on his face.

When Shen Qingzhuo was weighing the ruler, he seemed to raise his head and glance at her, then walked towards her direction.

Every time he took a step, the smile on Jiang Li'an's face disappeared an inch.

at last.

Just as the slender figure was about to pass her by, he stopped beside her.

"Teacher Shen." Jiang Li'an said respectfully.

This look was really rare. Shen Qingzhuo turned his eyes and a low and magnetic "Huh?" escaped from his throat, as if it came directly from his chest.

It was very low, wrapped in a cool texture, and it was a response to her words. The expression was indifferent, and there was not much emotion visible. It was especially harsh when the eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a sense of oppression in the bones.

Jiang Li'an stared at the sharp and cold ruler in his hand with a dead look on his face, which reflected a somewhat dazzling white light in the sunlight.

"A person as upright and personable as you shouldn't punish students corporally, right?"

How painful it would be to hit your body with this ruler.

What age is this?

Do you want to be so heartbroken?

Shen Qingzhuo paused, glanced at her, and then raised his left hand——
Chapter completed!