The Short Story of ShaoWang

Less than a week before the school celebration, each department has entered the final rehearsal stage. The props group basically completed the task and there is nothing to do. Jiang Shaoyan occasionally went to the rehearsal hall to watch the students rehearse for a while, most of the leisure time Stay in the dorm on the basketball court.

In the past two days, Wang Zhe has been able to go back to class. He wanted to pick him up. After all, it was still not convenient to carry a cane, but Wang Zhe was very stubborn. He secretly got up early in the morning while he was asleep, and went out at night. After he quietly returned to the dormitory, he texted to tell him that he had returned to the dormitory and was not used to pick up, and did not give him the opportunity to take care of it.

Jiang Shaoyan was helpless even though he was angry.

The duration of the meeting between the two was suddenly much less. I used to see them often in school, but now I can only speak for a while in the dormitory. Wang Zhe never mentioned the matter of teaching him to dance, so Jiang Shaoyan didn't ask, and didn't go to others to practice.

This day continued until the day before the celebration.

In the evening, Jiang Shaoyan watched the last rehearsal in the department and returned to the dormitory at more than nine o'clock. As soon as he entered the door, he found that Wang Zhe was also in the dormitory, reading at the table. When he came back, he smiled and said:

"Senior, you are back, do you want to teach you to dance?"

Jiang Shaoyan froze for a moment, then hummed: "Oh, do you finally remember?"

He disdained his mouth, but his heart was slightly warm.

In the past few days, he has basically given up the possibility of Wang Zhe taking the initiative to attack. In his mind, he planned to wait for the dance to end, so he dragged the stupid dog into the dorm room and threatened him to mark himself.

It has achieved its purpose without losing its dignity and perfection.

But since this silly dog ​​is finally willing to fight for himself, let's first see what he is going to do.

Wang Zhe got up and was a little unstable from the crutches. His tall figure slowly walked in front of Jiang Shaoyan, lowering his head slightly and spreading his arms: "Senior, hold my shoulder."

Jiang Shaoyan put it on with a blank expression, only to find that Wang Zhe's shoulders were very wide and warm body temperature came from the cloth of the clothes, but he felt his palms were a little hot.

"Senior, I'm going to hug your waist, sorry."

Wang Zhe moved closer, whispering in his ear, and then an arm was placed on his waist, tightening slightly, and the two men's chests were almost touching.

Jiang Shaoyan suddenly had difficulty breathing.

He remembered that when he fell down the stairs last time, Wang Zhe hugged him very hard, and that force almost cut off his waist, as if to rub him into his body. Suddenly, he didn't feel it carefully, but now, in this quiet environment, every breath and heartbeat are amplified, and even the chest vibrations between each other's speech are conveyed through the clothes.

He found that both he and Wang Zhe had abnormally fast heartbeats.

He didn't know what kind of expression he held in Wang Zhe's arms, and put it on his strong chest, and when he looked up, he could only see Wang Zhe's red ears.

"I, I still want to hold your hand, senior ..."

Jiang Shaoyan took the initiative to reach out and held Wang Zhe's hand that was not fluent: "So?"

"Ok……"

Wang Zhe took a deep breath and let go of this overly intimate hug a little, with a thin red face on his face: "Then, I started to teach, seniors, look carefully ..."

Wang Zhe moved nervously and carefully, leading him to swing back and forth, left and right.

Jiang Shaoyan didn't remember a single action.

Wang Zhe's breath slightly brushed his cheeks, with no taste of alpha, which was inexplicably reassuring. Every step he took seemed to step on the cloud, and his heart floated with it.

After stepping on Wang Zhe's foot again, Wang Zhe couldn't help but hissed, and Jiang Shaoyan woke up immediately and released his hand.

"That's all for today, anyway, it's too late to learn now."

Jumping like this, he was afraid that he would beg Wang Zhe to mark himself in the next second.

This is more humiliating than dancing.

Wang Zhe's arms suddenly emptied, and he froze for a moment before whispering: "Okay, seniors, take a break early, tomorrow will be very tiring."

He paused and added a sentence: "Have fun with Senior Zou."

Jiang Shaoyan's face suddenly sank, walked into the bathroom without a word, and fell on the door, rubbing his face hard with cold water.

Obviously said that I will not give up hope, don't give up so arrogantly so stupid dog.

Sure enough, the dance party will come back tomorrow.