Guide to Stabilizing the Blackening of the Villainous Husband 稳住黑化的反派前夫[穿书]

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Ling Zhen is playing tricks here.

The laugh is too sweet, it makes people unbearable to blame.

Her soft lips were slightly moist, printed on the skin, and slightly hot.

Wei Xi looked at her for a while, finally hooked her lips and hugged her from the table.

"Little Laipi, go home."

On the other side of the stage, the host is making an announcement. Wen Zichu is the next one to play.

When he heard his name, the audience was very excited, and even the big guys in the first row smiled.

It is true that the Noh Dancing Dancers are all star contestants, but the most dazzling one is undoubtedly the pillar of the Oriental Song and Dance Ensemble.

There are actually many people in the industry who have polished their dance skills to the level of perfection. But Wen Zichu's detachment from others is that he has a unique temperament, sometimes as dusty as an immortal, sometimes as solemn as a god.

Wen Zichu recently retreats for training. I heard that he went to a beautiful place in the southwest. This time he returned to the stage, and he must have been diligent again.

The host stepped off the stage with an expectant smile, the lights were dimmed, and Wen Zichu appeared in everyone's sight in a simple dance costume.

Chushen did have some changes from the last time he showed up, but... this change is difficult to explain clearly in words. But everyone can feel that as soon as he comes out, there is a refreshing air.

...It seems to have really absorbed aura from the heavens and the earth.

The art festival ended smoothly in a small set of twists and turns.

Teacher Wen's dance once again became a large-scale fan scene. It is said that one-third of the people on the scene cried.

In addition, the group dance led by Ling Zhen also received great acclaim and was widely recognized in the industry. She became a minor hero in the group. No one would call her "Big Star" secretly anymore, and a group of little girls all began to call her Real Sister.

Ling Zhen was a little bit cool about this.

There is nothing more enjoyable than conquering others on your own strength.

The art festival ended just after the weekend, and there was no need to go to the group, so Ling Zhen gave herself a holiday and planned to take a good rest.

Ling Zhen slept until the sun was basking, then lay on the bed for a while before walking out of the room, rubbing his eyes.

Today, Wei Xi didn't go to the company either. After seeing her wake up, she went to the kitchen and put her breakfast in the microwave. After Ling Zhen washed up and came out, he went straight into the kitchen to look for food.

Wei Xi handed over a cup of warm milk, Ling Zhen swallowed the sandwich and took it and drank it obediently.

The gentle April slipped away silently, and it was now Mayday. Ling Zhen changed into the thick fluffy home clothes and wore a white nightdress made of pure cotton.

The slender collarbone nestled beautifully under the shoulders and neck, and there was a small circle of lace on the chest, and then there was a bulging ball.

There is a pure natural, pure hook.

Wei Xi's gaze fell on the small group and moved away.

Ling Zhen didn't feel conscious, and groaned after drinking the hot milk, and he hiccuped with a milky taste.