Chapter 1169: Conflict in dance studio
Chapter 1169 Conflict in the Dance Classroom
Xia Yingluo was silent.
She thought of Wei Lingnan's eyes, which were dimly glowing in the dark night, and seemed to be filled with flames that she couldn't understand. He was very cruel on the bed, as if he wanted to eat her apart bit by bit. No matter how much she resisted and struggled, it was useless, and she could only get more intrusion...
This person is like a devil.
She trembled slightly again without realizing it, and did not dare to think about him again.
Jin Ling'er was anxious: "Yingluo, please speak up! If something happens, I'll help you think of a solution. It's better than you being alone in your heart! Do you know that the training camp is going to be in trouble? There are people everywhere. It’s rumored that you went out to have **** and got slept with!”
Xia Yingluo didn't expect the rumors to spread so quickly. However, when she thought about how embarrassed she looked when she just ran back, she smiled bitterly.
Jin Ling'er was furious and pointed her finger on her forehead: "Laugh, you are still laughing! Thank you for being able to laugh! Just wait for your points to be deducted in the moral conduct class this semester! That exterminator Zheng Qiuhong What did Mrs. Tai say?" He cleared his throat and started to imitate it in a decent manner - "It's your own ability to be able to get rich and rely on gold and silver, but you can't spread the rumors too hard. , otherwise you have no ability, just wait to be punished. In the future, the debut will be so cruel, whoever has a bad reputation will be finished."
Xia Yingluo couldn't help laughing when she saw that she was serious and had imitated the moral conduct teacher so perfectly.
Jin Ling'er couldn't help but laugh. After chatting with her for a while, she asked her seriously: "What's going on? Someone saw you getting off a black supercar and said that the car was worth the visual inspection." You're old money, you can't really become rich overnight, right?"
"Well, he spent 30 billion on me overnight, just to make me smile. From now on, we, the talented and the beautiful, live together, how about this? Are you satisfied with this answer?" Xia Yingluo was weak and made nonsense.
Jin Ling'er rolled her eyes at her: "Thirty billion? Do you think I'm stupid? I can pack a hundred pieces of this money, and you still bring change with me, right?"
Xia Yingluo glared at her angrily: "Am I so worthless in your eyes?"
Jin Ling'er snorted: "How many women in this world are worth 30 billion? Do you think you are Xia Ling?" Super Queen Xia Ling has now become a legend. How many girls yearn for the object of envy and hope that their lives It can be so luxurious and happy.
"That's me... forget it, it hurts. My whole body hurts now. I want to sleep, so don't make trouble." Xia Yingluo swallowed back the words "that's my mother" and pulled the quilt over her face. Just fall asleep in seconds.
Jin Ling'er poked her: "Get up, take a shower, and take a look at your body."
“I don’t,” she said vaguely, very sleepily.
Jin Ling'er rushed over and grabbed her nose: "Go and wash it! Did you forget that it's our turn to use the dance studio this afternoon? The monthly exam is coming soon. If you lose to Jiang Bilian again this time, she will be proud again."
She sneezed and then remembered the dance studio.
The Emperor's dance studio is limited, and during non-class hours, it is arranged for trainees to study on their own in turn. According to the schedule, if you miss today, you will have to wait until a week later. Seeing that the monthly exam is around the corner, everyone is working hard. Where can you afford to delay for a week?
Xia Yingluo stood up quickly, then fell down with an "ouch", "It hurts so much..."
Jin Ling'er looked at her suspiciously for a while: "Did you go play S|M with someone last night?"
Xia Yingluo almost choked on her own saliva: "What did you say?" Jin Ling'er said: "Otherwise, how could it hurt like this? Sister, I've been here before, even if it's your first time, it's too uncomfortable to hurt like this. It's normal." He reached out and took off her clothes, "Come on, let me see."
“Yuck, you pervert!” Xia Yingluo tried her best to protect her clothes and dodged away.
Jin Ling'er looked at her and smiled: "I feel quite energetic now."
Xia Yingluo rolled over on the bed holding her clothes and quilt, and said tangledly: "I don't want to practice dancing."
Jin Ling'er shrugged: "Whatever you want, I'm not the one who will be ridiculed by Jiang Bilian in the monthly exam anyway."
Xia Yingluo and Jiang Bilian are the same age. One is as petite and light as a fairy, and the other is as gentle and graceful as jade. They both dance well and have always been compared by their teachers and classmates. Jiang Bilian was at odds with Xia Yingluo, secretly and openly. In the last monthly exam, Xia Yingluo lost to her by one point and was ridiculed by her and her supporters for a long time. Therefore, when she heard Jiang Bilian's name, Xia Yingluo became furious: "Fight! I will definitely pass her this time! Humph." She yelled as she climbed up from the bed with difficulty, holding on to the railing and taking a few breaths. Said to Jin Ling'er, "You go to the dance studio to practice first, and I will come to you after I finish taking a shower."
Jin Ling'er clapped her hands: "Have ambition!"
He encouraged her and went to the dance studio first.
Xia Yingluo took a good hot bath and stood in front of the full-length mirror. The red, purple and purple marks on her body were still so eye-catching that she couldn't hide them no matter what. She was a little worried. It was summer, how should she meet people? With great difficulty, she found a set of light long-sleeved trousers and changed into them. Although it looked a bit strange, it was better than having all traces of her body exposed to others.
There was still a slight pain in her body. She thought of what Wei Lingnan had done last night and felt hot all over.
Taking a deep breath and barely calming down, she walked to the dance studio.
The dance classroom is deep in the teaching building. It is mid-afternoon and there is no one in the corridor. The door of the classroom is slightly open, and the voices of several people can be heard from inside.
No, it’s more of a quarrel than talking.
I only heard a girl say: "If Xia Yingluo dares to do something, don't be afraid of being criticized! So many pairs of eyes saw her getting out of that car. It was clear that she was going to sell herself to become a prostitute, so why are you pretending to be noble? Jin Ling'er, you You are her friend, so you are also a prostitute, right?"
“Keep your mouth clean!” Jin Ling’er’s angry voice sounded.
The girl from before smiled crisply: "Haha, why are you pretending to be noble? The really unclean people are you and Xia Yingluo, right? I don't know how the school arranges the dance classroom, but it actually arranges your time with us, just in case What should I do if I get infected with the virus?”
"Zhu Zhu, stop talking," this time it was a soft voice, which sounded like she was trying to persuade a fight, "Xia Yingluo is a poor student. It's not like you don't know that her life is very tight, so she just went to work on her own. A woman like that is forced to do so, alas..."
That last sigh was profound, as if it contained countless regrets and pity.
Xia Yingluo was so angry when she heard this. Isn't this Jiang Bilian's voice? And her lackey Zhu Zhu! Look at the harmony between the two of them. They solidified her reputation as a prostitute in just a few words and even found reasons for her.
(End of this chapter)