Realizing that Uncle Dongfang could see her, Nalan Xiner was shocked!

Immediately there was a feeling that the whole body was not worn!

"You...how on earth did you see..." Her heartbeat was quickening, and she felt a little frizzy, feeling that she had been encountering unexplainable strange conditions recently.

Dongfang Yunhe avoided answering: "Take my class, and you can't ask for leave at random in the future! Don't talk about your big aunt next time, even if your big cousin comes to see you, it won't work! Class!"

In a word, all her doubts were blocked.

His words seemed to have irresistible magic power and incredible aura, causing her to instantly put away the hairy spikes on her body, and obediently follow him to the fitness room.

"Teach you the etiquette of aristocratic dance today."

Dongfang Yunhe waved his hand gently, and music slowly sounded in the room.

It is an elegant cello dance, the tune is as elegant and ethereal as the mountains and rivers.

"First learn the slow-paced ballroom dancing."

He helped her correct her posture-the arc of the arm, the line of the back, even the curve of the neck, and the height of the chin... He adjusted them one by one.

Nalan Xin'er felt torrents of small currents pulsing in various parts of her body.

Torture!

After adjusting the standard, Dongfang Yunhe reached out his hand with satisfaction, put one of her hands around his waist and the other on his shoulders, leading her to dance.

Nalan Xin'er never learned dance seriously since she was a child. Although she can dance, her dance steps are messy.

"Oh, sorry Professor Dongfang, I stepped on your foot..."

"Um, I'm sorry, I stepped on it again..."

"Why! Why do you always step on you!..."

"..."

It took Dongfang Yunhe a full two hours. She stepped on her feet countless times. After hearing her countless "sorry", she calibrated her dance steps one by one. In the end, she was finally able to look like an elegant swan. , Took off with his pace.

As the soothing sound of music gradually ended, Nalan Xiner completed the last revolving difficult movement. Her bright red face was filled with the joy of successfully learning to dance. She just loosened the man’s waist and shoulders, but found herself The waist is tightened!

Uncle Dongfang took her into his arms!

"Big...Uncle...??" Nalan Xin'er frowned, and didn't figure out what the situation was before her.

Dongfang Yunhe not only pulled her into his arms, but also extended a big palm into the back of her neck——

Pinch to and fro!

"Uncle you...!" Nalan Xiner finally reacted!

Yaya's bad uncle!

The excitement of learning how to dance was thrown out of the clouds. Nalan Xin'er only felt very angry. She grabbed her little paw and wanted to scratch him!

But as soon as the attack was about to happen, the man’s magnetic voice slowly raised: “Remember these two acupoints, Dazhui acupoint and Ying*** massage can drive away the cold and prevent colds.” As he said, his hands on the back of the neck, He pulled it back again and pressed both sides of her straight nose.

Nalan Xin'er was startled: "So, you are... to drive me away from the cold?"

She sucked her nose and got caught in the rain last night. Today, she has been a bit stuffy. Sure enough, she felt much smoother after being pressed so many times by the uncle.

Is it because she thinks too much? Uncle has no other meaning?

The man released his hand and let her rest, but his tone still floated faintly: "Also, don't eat the sugar and messy things other people give. Long snacks, you know?!"

What sugar? Nalan Xin'er was inexplicable, feeling that she was being taught as a child by Uncle Dongfang, feeling very speechless.

Can she even find the poisonous shrimp dumplings of her stepmother? !

What kind of candy...

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