After starting school, the days became much faster.
Go to school, attend classes, do homework, and take exams.
Under Wen Jing's supervision, Mingyao's grades were among the best in the class.
Of course, Wen Jing is the unbeatable number one in her grade.
After graduating from elementary school, the two successfully entered one of the best junior high schools, still in the same class.
Mingyao also did not relax her training in dance.
Not only because her body proportions and flexibility make her a natural fit for dancing, but also because Mingyao herself loves dancing.
I feel very relaxed every time I dance.
In order to train Mingyao, Tan Kang also specially changed an empty room in his home into a dance practice room for Mingyao to practice.
When Mingyao gets tired from doing papers, he will dance to sweat and clear his mind.
It was the same today. After practicing a dance, Mingyao had a thin layer of sweat on her body and her face turned crimson.
Put one leg on the crossbar and bend down to do stretching exercises.
The teacher said that doing more stretching exercises will help bone growth.
Mingyao has also been conscientiously insisting on stretching. It is now the second semester of the third grade of junior high school, and she is already 1.65 meters tall.
When she raised her head, a few strands of her tied hair fell down. Mingyao looked in the mirror and combed her hair again.
Inadvertently, she saw in the mirror that Tan Heyu was standing at the door of the dance studio, looking directly at her. He didn't know how long he had been looking at her.
Mingyao was startled and turned her head sharply.
"W-what's wrong with you?"
Mingyao looked at him in surprise.
Tan Heyu has enrolled in Taekwondo and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu training classes since elementary school. He has not stopped training in the past few years and is now tall and tall.
Tan Heyu walked up to Mingyao and looked down at her. Mingyao couldn't help but take a step back.
The corners of Tan Heyu's lips curled up slightly. His voice had passed the stage of voice change, and it was clear and youthful.
"You're tired from dance practice. Mom baked Basque cake. Let's go downstairs to eat."
Mingyao asked about the mint smell on his body, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she lowered her head and looked at her toes.
"No, I...lose weight."
Hearing this, Tan Heyu's eyes moved down, from the girl's straight and slender legs to her waist, and finally fixed on the girl's face as delicate and pure as petals.
His eyes darkened, and just as he was about to say something, Mingyao's cell phone on the chair rang.
Mingyao breathed a sigh of relief.
For some reason, the way Tan Heyu looked at her always made her feel awkward.
She trotted over and picked up the phone.
It was Wen Jing who called. They had made an appointment to go to the bookstore to buy tutorial books together on the weekend.
"Well, okay, brother, I'll be there right away..."
Mingyao hangs up the phone with a soft smile on her lips.
"Are you going to the Wen family again?"
A cold voice sounded, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Tan Heyu tilted his head and stared at Mingyao, showing his eyes like a cold-blooded animal again.
"Are you Wen Jing's child bride?"
Mingyao frowned slightly.
She and Wen Jing were close, and some classmates or friends joked that they were lovers, but Mingyao could feel that their tone was just friendly teasing and harmless jokes.
But Tan Heyu's tone was obviously ridiculing.
Mingyao pursed her lips and didn't want to pay attention to him.
He bypassed him and returned to his bedroom.
Tan Heyu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her slender back, snow-white and delicate neck, and the butterfly bone on her back drew a moving undulation on the pink dance costume, and slowly disappeared from his sight.
His fists slowly tightened.
To this day, he still can't figure out what kind of feelings he has for Mingyao.
At first it was jealousy, disgust.
They are all Tan Kang's children, so why can she be a glamorous little princess while she can only hide in the shadows and peek into their lives like a mouse.
Later, he also returned to the Tan family.
The moment he pushed Mingyao down and watched her fall to the ground in a panic, strangely, what surged in his heart was not pleasure, but an indescribable complex feeling.
Maybe it's because he is related to her by blood.
So, why every time I see Mingyao happily looking for Wen Jing.
Will you feel uncomfortable?
Tan Heyu's pupils shrank, he was a little panicked, and he didn't dare to think about it any more.
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Mingyao got out of the car and saw Wen Jing standing under a locust tree on the roadside, waiting for her.
He was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers. He was tall and tall, with a cold expression on his fair face. The combination of youthful handsomeness and mature calmness made his temperament look extremely special.
A long-haired girl wearing a high school uniform accidentally glanced at him and was stunned for a moment.
After hesitating for a while, he came forward to strike up a conversation with his cell phone.
Just as she opened her mouth, she saw the handsome handsome man in front of her looking behind her.
The girl turned her head and saw a weak girl with picturesque features walking towards her.
Her face turned red instantly and she quickly apologized:
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you already had a girlfriend..."
He said and trotted away.
Mingyao didn't hear what she said and only saw her back as she left in a hurry, but he could probably guess that she came to chat with Wen Jing.
It's a pity that falling flowers have feelings, but flowing water has no intention.
She must not have guessed that the handsome boy in front of her was once a monk.
Mingyao couldn't even imagine what it would be like for Wen Jing to fall in love with a girl.
If... Wen Jing has a girlfriend...
Will he still take care of her in the future?
Wen Jing looked at Mingyao looking at him blankly, her eyes a little complicated, but she didn't speak for a long time, so she took the initiative to walk over.
"What's wrong?"
Mingyao shook her head quickly, she didn't dare to ask what was in her heart.
"No, it's nothing. Let's go buy books."
The two of them walked side by side across the road, and at the intersection there was a small vendor selling candied haws.
Mingyao's eyes were fixed on the red and round hawthorn string, and saliva secreted from his mouth involuntarily.
She looked at Wen Jing eagerly.
Wen Jing walked over silently and bought a bunch. The stall owner was not very old. He saw a young man and woman coming out together and made a joke:
"The young couple is going out on a date."
Mingyao's face turned red unconsciously after hearing this, and her voice sounded like a mosquito: "I, we don't..."
Wen Jing didn't say anything, and looked calm. After paying the money, she handed the candied haws to Mingyao.
After the two of them walked away, Mingyao asked softly, "Brother, why don't you explain our relationship to others?"
Many people in school also misunderstood that Mingyao and Wen Jing were a couple, and Wen Jing never clarified it.
“Those who are pure will themselves be pure, why should they tell others?”
Wen Jing was calm and didn't feel troubled at all, so Mingyao couldn't say anything more.
As soon as the two entered the bookstore, they heard a lively and bright female voice coming from behind.
"Mingyao!"
