TTCTT Ch48part3

At this time, Song Chenyi will pick him up with his waist and abdomen, so that he could see what was in front of him.

Although Zhu Chi saw the performance, he asked Song Chenyi shyly, “I saw it, but now you can’t see it. What should I do?”

Song Chenyi said with a smile: “It doesn’t matter, just tell me what you saw.”

So, while watching the program, Zhu Chi dictated it to Song Chenyi.

Song Chenyi listened to Zhu Chi dictating to him with his nice voice while enjoying the intimate time with him.

He’s the only one in this world who can hug him so blatantly.

It was from that time on that every time the school held this activity again, Song Chenyi secretly looked forward to it, hoping that all the people sitting in front of him would stand up.

It doesn’t matter whether the festival is on or not. He mainly likes to be in close contact with Zhu Chi.

Because Zhu Chi’s waist is really soft and he smells good. Whenever he has such a good time, Song Chenyi has reason to hug him aboveboard.

Just today, it seems that something has changed.

Because before the start of the performance, Song Chenyi swept the classroom and didn’t see Zhu Chi.

Did Xiaochi go ahead behind his back?

But Xiaochi used to wait for him to go down with him.

He suddenly felt abandoned.

Song Chenyi thought that even if Xiaochi didn’t accompany him at the weekend, now he doesn’t even wait for him when watching the show.

When waiting to see him, he must slap him in the face.

Thinking about how to punish him, Song Chenyi slowly cooled down.

Well, let’s breathe a little. Xiaochi’s skin is so white. If he really exerted himself, it will be red for several days.

He went downstairs to the auditorium and scanned everyone in the class with his eyes, but he didn’t catch Zhu Chi.

Song Chenyi couldn’t believe it, and looked for him again from beginning to end.

No, he is not here.

Song Chenyi was frightened to disgrace.

Is Xiaochi lost?

The more he thinks about it, the more it becomes reasonable. Just when Song Chenyi wanted to look for him again on the road, a piece of music suddenly sounded on the stage.

A teenager in a red costume came out from behind the scenes and came to the stage step by step, with his dark hair hanging down on his body. Because of his makeup, his white face was bright red, and obviously there was no movement, which was enough to make people’s hearts beat wildly.

Song Chenyi’s eyes reflected the figure of that man, and at that moment, he even forgot to breathe.

It’s Zhu Chi.

He heard an excited voice from someone around him.

“Is there such a beautiful person in our school?”

“You are stupid, this is a schoolmaster in Grade One. You really don’t look the honor list of the school!”

“Shit, I’m blind!”

“It turns out that my school has such an attractive elementary school brother!”

Accompanied by the fairy music brought by orchestral instruments, Zhu Chi’s hands moved slowly, his clothes wandered, his body was as light as a feather, and the air seemed to have a faint fragrance of flowers.

Zhu Chi always gives people the impression that he is warm and slow, but such a chic dance seems to break through his previous shackles.

The wind blows his length, and Zhu Chi, like Song Chenyi did to him, looks through the crowd and falls on him accurately, and then bursts into a stunning smile.

Because separated by a distance, Song Chenyi was not sure whether Zhu Chi was looking at him or his eyes were just swimming.

His thinking becomes unusually slow, Song Chenyi forgets the action, and the empty space in front of him shrinks rapidly, as if Zhu Chi is the only one left in the whole world.

From time to time, people around him pop out words such as “His waist is so thin”, “He is so beautiful” and “I don’t know what it feels like to touch it”.

Song Chenyi was alarmed and suddenly gave birth to the feeling that his treasure was coveted by others.

He even couldn’t help thinking, if at this moment, it would be great if only Zhu Chi and he were alone.

Who can’t see his Zhu Chi is beautiful across the street?

But on the other hand, he paradoxically wants everyone to see Zhu Chi’s amazing side and let them know what a wonderful person the person he likes is.

Song Chenyi thinks Zhu Chi deserves to be liked by everyone.

Finally, at the end of the music, Zhu Chi stopped his sword behind him, turned around smartly, and wrote a few big characters on the rice paper with a brush-centenary celebration, good luck!

At that moment, the school gave thunderous applause.

When Zhu Chi bowed deeply to the audience, and then turned neatly and left the field, most people in the audience had not recovered from such thrilling beauty.

When his back disappeared on the stage, everyone couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss.

If only he could stay on the stage one more time. It’s hard to see such a beautiful person dancing for them.

At this time, people in the same primary school as Zhu Chi proudly said, “I know him! When he was a child, he played sleeping beauty. It would be nice to see him wear a princess dress. ”

All directions quickly cast envious eyes on him, and everyone talked noisily-

“God, I really want to see it. Can I ask for first-hand internal information?”

“Me too!I really want to see the cold schoolmaster wearing a princess dress! ”

“Damn it! Why was I not a classmate with him when I was a child?! ”

Hearing these comments, Song Chenyi felt a sense of pride in his heart.

He grew up with Zhu Chi, and the way Zhu Chi grew up slowly was witnessed by Song Chenyi.