Lin Er spent three seconds digesting the news that he was about to transform into one of the many square dance teams to participate in the Jiangzhou City Civilized Square Dance Competition.

Then she found herself a little indigestion.

She really doesn't want to dance.

Does she want to be face-saving?

He Yin said that the photo of the participating team in the square dance competition would be on the front page of Jiangzhou Evening News. Lin Er couldn't imagine Lin Yian's expression when he saw her holding two red brocade handkerchiefs in her hand and two big red flowers on her head.

He would definitely think she was possessed by something.

Lin Er suddenly had a headache.

He Yin seems to have some serious illness.

After breathing a long breath, Lin Er stood there without moving forward, took two deep breaths repeatedly, then waved to Xie Yan, and said silently: "Come with me."

Then, he turned around and walked towards the inner hall.

This private room adopts a double living room design with an inner and outer living room, with a high wine cabinet as a partition. In addition to the bathroom, the inner room also comes with two small lounges.

Liner casually opened the door to a lounge.

After a while, Xie Yan also walked in.

The door closed and instantly blocked the sound outside. Lin Er leaned against the wall at the door without walking inside, looking at Xie Yan with his arms folded, with no expression on his face: "Explain it?"

Xie Yan said "Hmm?" and lowered his eyes and asked, "What?"

Liner asked him directly: "Do you want to dance square dance?"

Lin Er suppressed his emotions and tried to make his tone sound calmer, but soon she found that she couldn't calm down.

She really wanted to ask him, Xie Tiantian, what kind of devil are you?

Do you really have no idol burden?

Why is he just doing something so handsome?

"No." Knowing that she had misunderstood, Xie Yan explained, "It was He Yin who wanted to participate."

"I know he's going to participate, and I asked, then why don't you refuse him?"

"Well, because I'm afraid he's sad."

"..." Lin Er laughed angry at him.

Listen, listen—

What is this called?

What does "I'm afraid he will be sad"?

I just knew that I was just a few tricks.

"If you are afraid that he will be sad, why aren't you afraid that I will be sad?" Lin Er stared at him, his expression unhappy.

"I'm afraid." Xie Yan's tone has always been distracted, and he couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or the lies. "So, haven't I come here to explain to you?"

He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch her head, but was avoided by Liner.

"Don't touch me." Liner took a step back, raised his chin slightly, and gave a command like a queen, "Just there, stand, put your hands, don't move."

The little girl's height was apart, but her momentum was not reduced by half.

Xie Yan was not bothered, but just smiled a little indulgently and stood up obediently as he said.

"Come on, explain, I'll listen." Liner raised his head slightly, staring at him without blinking.

"I really want to hear what exactly makes you ignore your girlfriend's objections, resolutely betray love and organization, and promised hippos to dance the idiot square dance that even my dad didn't dance."

Xie Yan only used three words to answer her long list of questions that hit her soul: "He cried."

Liner: "?"
Chapter completed!