Leng Aotian made up his mind, turned around and glanced at a boy in his early twenties who was sitting not far away and listening carefully to Lu Feixue's singing, and took out five hundred yuan from his pocket.
"Hey, brother, let's discuss something!" Leng Aotian walked to the little boy and whispered.
"What's the matter?" The little boy turned his head and looked at Leng Aotian with some confusion.
"Give me your seat and I'll give you five hundred yuan!" Leng Aotian said as he handed the five hundred yuan to the little boy.
"Are you sick?" The little boy was probably angry that Leng Aotian had disturbed him from listening to the beautiful singing voice of the goddess in his dream, so he seemed very rude. He looked at Leng Aotian and frowned fiercely: "I got this ticket from the ticket seller.
I bought it here for 700 yuan!... Do you think you can buy such a good location casually?!"
"Uh..." Leng Aotian was dumbfounded: "This guy, in order to find a good seat to listen to the concert, would actually rather pay a high price to buy tickets from a ticket seller!"
"Go away quickly!" The little boy yelled at Leng Aotian impatiently, then ignored him and refocused his attention on the stage in front of him.
Leng Aotian was helpless and had no choice but to find a new target.
Finally, with his efforts, he successfully bought a good location for one thousand yuan ten minutes later where he could see Lin Keke and the others.
Although Lu Feixue sang very nicely, Leng Aotian had no intention of listening at all.
Now all his attention has been focused on Lin Keke and the others.
He was very worried, worried that when these little girls were chatting, they would talk about the world war.
Fortunately, what he worried about never happened.
Because Lu Feixue's singing was indeed very nice, Lin Keke and the others never chatted, and always enjoyed the concert seriously.
Time passed quickly, more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
After a small interactive program arranged on the stage, Lu Feixue went backstage.
The singer on the stage is Ma Xiaosu.
"I have to take this time to go backstage to see Feixue. After all, she has always wanted me to come to her concert. If she can't see me, she will be very disappointed."
Feeling that nothing dangerous might happen to Lin Keke and the others for the time being, Leng Aotian immediately stood up and quietly walked out of the Tenglong Stadium.
When he arrived at the entrance of the stadium, he regained his true self and called to find out how to get to the backstage. Two minutes later, he had already reached the door of the dressing room specially prepared for Lu Feixue.
Standing there and listening quietly, he soon heard a rustling sound coming from inside.
"Feixue should be changing clothes!"
A very attractive picture had appeared in Leng Aotian's mind, and he was filled with expectations. Without any time to think about it, he quickly reached out and knocked on the door: "Feixue, open the door quickly! I am Leng Aotian."
The door opened quickly, and Lu Feixue's beautiful figure appeared in front of Leng Aotian with a look of surprise: "Aotian! I knew you would definitely come!"
Leng Aotian felt a little disappointed when he saw Lu Feixue's appearance.
Lu Feixue was well-dressed. It was obvious that she hadn't had time to change her clothes yet and was just looking for clothes in the closet.
"Your singing is so beautiful!" Shaking off the slight disappointment in his heart, Leng Aotian said as he brazenly stretched out his hand to pull this lovely child into his arms, and then lowered his head.
Kissed Lu Feixue's warm red lips.
"Well..." By the time Lu Feixue wanted to resist, it was already too late.
Knowing that if she didn't satisfy this guy's passionate kiss, the bastard would definitely not let her go easily, so she had no choice but to open her mouth and cooperate with the bad guy.
After the deep kiss ended, Leng Aotian looked at the pretty face with a hint of blush and said with satisfaction, "Should we do some other shows next?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes looked greedily at Lu Feixue's chest.
Lu Feixue was wearing a low-cut long skirt at this time. Although the bust was not particularly low-cut, it was definitely very attractive.
The most important thing is that the bodice of this long skirt does not cling to Lu Feixue's chest, but is loose with obvious gaps.
Leng Aotian looked at the white patch of snow on Lu Feixue's chest, and couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart.
He really wanted to see what the high place covered by clothes looked like.
Involuntarily, he moved his head closer to Lu Feixue, and his eyes began to look obscenely into the skirt of Lu Feixue's chest.
He was nearly fifteen centimeters taller than Lu Feixue. With his head lowered and condescending, his gaze could penetrate much deeper into the skirt of Lu Feixue's chest.
Lu Feixue originally thought that Leng Aotian was going to say a few words of praise to her, but after waiting for a while she didn't hear him speak, so she raised her head and looked at him.
At this glance, her pretty face suddenly turned red.
She had never seen such a bad man, so shamelessly stealing from close range to look at her.
"You...you are too bad." Lu Feixue pushed away this guy who had no shame at all, stared at her and said shyly: "How...how could you be so bold to look at others!"
"I'm your husband, and I'm not an outsider. What does it matter if you look like this!" Although Leng Aotian was pushed away by Lu Feixue, the attractive scene he just saw was still very clear in his mind.
At this time, the look in his eyes at Lu Feixue was still full of indescribable wretchedness: "Feixue, don't you want to change your clothes?...Why don't you change now?"
"You... how can I change you here?" Lu Feixue glanced at this guy who knew what he was asking: "Go out and wait for me for a while!"
"You change your clothes...it's okay, don't worry, I won't look!" Leng Aotian said as he turned around honestly: "I promise, I will never turn my head to look at you."
"Who can believe your guarantee?" Lu Feixue secretly thought in her heart, but she was afraid of delaying the next performance, so she could only walk to Leng Aotian and said in a pleading voice: "You should go out first! Forget it.
Can I beg you?"
"No!" Leng Aotian refused to give in at this time: "Don't worry, I will turn my back to you and never turn my head to look!"
"You..." Seeing that this bastard refused to go out, Lu Feixue suddenly became a little angry: "I'll be angry if you don't go out!"
"I think you should change your clothes quickly, otherwise it will be too late!" Leng Aotian shamelessly refused to go out. How could he let go of the opportunity to watch Lu Feixue change clothes: "I guarantee with my personality that I will never change my clothes."
Looking over at you...that's alright!"
"Really!" Lu Feixue bit her lip: "What if you turn your head?"
"It's up to you!" Leng Aotian said quickly.
She knew that if she delayed any longer, she might really delay the next concert, and she also knew that if this thick-skinned guy didn't go out, he wouldn't be able to get him out in a short time. Lu Feixue hesitated for a while, and finally decided
Trust this bastard for once.
"You promise not to turn your head away!" Lu Feixue warned seriously, having already taken out the clothes he wanted to wear and put them next to him.
Hearing what Lu Feixue said, Leng Aotian knew that she had agreed to stay here, and he felt happy and quickly promised again: "I will never turn my head away!"
"You... lock the door for me!" Lu Feixue felt her heart beating wildly.
She had never changed clothes in front of a man. Although Leng Aotian's back was turned to her at this moment, she still felt very embarrassed.
However, she really couldn't waste any more time. She had to change her clothes as soon as possible.
This is her first solo concert, and she really doesn't want anything to go wrong.
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Zhao Yaner went to the basketball court to watch Leng Aotian play basketball for several days.
She was very disappointed. She felt that the last time she saw Leng Aotian was so powerful, maybe it was not the truth. Maybe Leng Aotian really performed exceptionally well that time.
Because of Du Meng's warm invitation, she will also go to see Du Meng play football when she is free these days.
The basketball games of Du Meng's class are often held at different times from the basketball games of Leng Aotian's class, so Zhao Yan'er often watches two games in a row after school these days.
She also watched two shows today.
Now her view of Du Meng has changed a lot.
Du Meng is very good at playing basketball. The most important thing is that Du Meng has a dash of courage and fierceness.
As long as he is on the court, the opponent will always be at an absolute disadvantage.
With dunks, split dunks, and wonderful three-step baskets, including long-distance three-pointers, Du Meng has stolen the limelight on the basketball court these days. Zhao Yaner now likes to watch Du Meng play basketball more and more.
She felt that Du Meng was so manly.
Today, after watching Du Meng's class basketball game, Zhao Yan'er finally agreed to Du Meng's request and went on a date with him alone.
The two left the college, had dinner together in a very elegant Western restaurant, and then returned to the college together.
Arriving at the grove behind the college, Zhao Yaner and Du Meng sat down on a bench together.
"Yan'er, our class will have a basketball game tomorrow, but this game and the game of Lin Keke's bodyguard's class will be held at the same time." Du Meng looked at Zhao Yan'er and said with great anticipation: "Tomorrow you
Can you not watch that guy Leng Aotian play basketball?"
"Yes!" Zhao Yan'er nodded slightly and agreed.
"I..." Du Meng looked at Zhao Yan'er's beautiful face and felt a little uneasy, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous at this time because some things were still developing.
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[I’m really sleepy, haha, but I finally finished coding this one, it’s time to go to sleep, haha, goodbye!]