MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 782 Sports Students vs Dance Students 16

   Chapter 782 Sports Students vs Dance Students 16

   "Be quiet, classmates, let me tell you something, today's dance practice is not in the dance classroom—"

   Underneath, Fang Yingying complained: "Mom, the temperature dropped to zero last night, but it has risen again today. I'm dead from heat now."

   I have never seen such a strange weather. When it is hot, it is hot to death, and when it is cold, the temperature drops off a cliff, just like the face of a baby.

  Qian, as a native of Ningcheng, said seriously: "It will be fine in winter, and people will freeze to death."

   Her voice was sweet and excited, "But I really want to play in the snow. It snowed late last year. I don't know when it will fall this year."

   "It's only October, I guess there are still two months left."

  The teacher continued to say: "Our classroom is being renovated. It happens that the physical training room is almost finished at this point. When you are ready, go there and dance first."

   Everyone caught the word "sports" keenly, and the atmosphere suddenly became restless. Many girls who were playing on their mobile phones raised their heads and asked the teacher, "Are they here?"

  The teacher is too aware of the careful thinking of this age, clearing his throat, holding a thermos cup: "Concentrate on dancing."

  Qian also held the same thermos cup, tasted the wolfberry in his mouth, and had few desires. As if he had mentioned entering old age, he shook his head, imitating the teacher's tone in a serious manner: "Young people today are easily restless."

  Fang Yingying ran back: "This time there is no way to be restless. I just went to find out. Do you know who the sports student was training there just now?"

   "Who is it?"

   "Go, you'll know when you get there!"

   The sun is shining outside, passing through the mottled leaves and spilling on the clean floor.

  The sports training room is spacious and huge, with a lot of sports equipment and many tall boys standing there.

  The girls walked in with the teacher, and they saw the person they wanted to see the most.

   "Pei Xuyan..."

   "My God, it's really him."

  7 An heard the voice of secret admiration in her ear, she was stunned for a moment, and looked at it subconsciously.

   The tallest man is very eye-catching and easy to find. He just got off the training equipment, his back is facing them, the weather is very hot, he seems to raise his hand and roughly tug at his neckline.

   When I came out of the dormitory for class, I just put on a black T-shirt and gray sweatpants. It was so simple and unadorned, but the scale of 1.87 was so perfect that it seemed like it was measured with a ruler.

  The clothes have traces of being wet, and the sweat is winding down from the neck and sinking into the back. You can also see the bones protruding from the back with the movement.

   Surrounding breathing microscreen.

The physical education teacher called out his name. He frowned, raised his clothes and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He walked up to the teacher and said something. Pei Xuyan's expression was unruly and cold. Notice the girls at the door of the classroom.

   "I died at that moment of frowning, woo woo help me, it's so **** exciting!" Fang Yingying shook Qi An's hand desperately, "This man will seduce people!"

  Qian was holding the thermos cup, and the old **** was there: "Did you like his exposed waist?"

   "I didn't see it clearly, it was too fast, but I definitely have abdominal muscles." Fang Yingying was full of regrets, "Go up and show me."

  Qian: "You might as well tell me to die."

   The last time she soiled the other party's coat, she was afraid that she would be beaten.

   Pei Xuyan faced them sideways, not too far away, his breath was hot and aggressive, and the smell of hormonal restlessness penetrated into his breath. They couldn't hear what he said, but they were relaxed.

  The elastic band of the sweatpants was loosened a bit due to the strenuous exercise, and the waistband was loose and stuck on the crotch. Those two straight legs looked like a hooligan.

   He also seemed to feel loose, and raised his trousers impatiently when he spoke.

  The absolute sense of power, which is completely different from the girl's soft body, has a visual impact that attracts the opposite **** of this age.

   While blushing and heartbeat, he had to dodge and spy.

   The two teachers exchanged for a while, and the physical education teacher pressed Pei Xuyan's shoulder and left.

   Pei Xuyan stood there, looking towards the door, just saw them, and moved past Qi An.

   Four eyes are facing each other.

   He swept past lightly, and soon withdrew his gaze, as if he hadn't seen it, walked to the window a few steps, bent over and took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and drank half the bottle.

   Several sports students were talking around him.

   Pei Xuyan leaned against the window and responded, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, screwed on the bottle cap and put the water aside, lifted the waist of his trousers twice, and fell down, he simply lowered his head and re-tie the elastic again, his fingers thin.

   "What is his hand doing..." Fang Yingying swallowed in despair, "Is this suitable! Is this suitable!"

  Qian also agrees a bit. Just as he was about to nod his head, he heard Fang Yingying indignantly say, "Can't you go down a little further! What can't you see!"

  “…”

  Mom, there are perverts here.

  The dance teacher clapped her palms solemnly, making them pay more attention, and the restless atmosphere calmed down for a short time.

   Twenty or so sports students have not left, and it is a buffer period just after training. Just sitting on the floor to rest, looking at them unconsciously visually, being stared at by the opposite sex, it is inevitable to be nervous.

   Only the person I wanted to see the most didn't look up, and it was impossible not to be lost.

   "Brother Yan, elementary school girl!" Tang Chenmao raised his chin, "You didn't watch the military training dance video before, but let's watch the live version now, it's a coincidence, do you want to go up and ask for a WeChat?"

  Pei Xuyan sat on the ground and started the game. Except for the first glance at Qi An, he never raised his head again: "If you can't be quiet, I don't mind twisting your head off and kicking the ball."

   This dance is a ballet class.

  The girls wear ballet costumes, like white swans in fairy tales.

  Youth of the opposite **** collide with each other.

  “A Yan—”

  Sweet voices sounded from outside the classroom.

  The girl wore a black suspender skirt today, with two thin straps hanging on her snow-white shoulders. She had a plump figure. She came over with a large bag of drinks and brought it to Tang Chenmao: "I bought it for you."

   "Wow! I didn't expect that Guan Da's school flower was brought to us. I thought you only gave it to Brother Yan."

   "What is this called, Aiwu Jiwu?"

   "Thank you sister-in-law!"

   Pei Xuyan was in that position, raised his eyes and glanced at the person who was speaking, and said in a light voice, "Okay."

   Guan Yuenan listened to their coaxing, but did not refute. Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the group of dancers in the center of the classroom, paused for a moment on Qi An, and then walked to Pei Xuyan and squatted down.

   When he leaned over, he showed a full arc. It was really a beauty. He took out a frozen can of Coke from behind, and the air was still on it. He tilted his head and said, "No, I bought it for you specially."

   (end of this chapter)