In the bedroom, the curtains are closed.

Under the crystal lamp on the roof, Di Lin stood in the open space in front of the bed facing the door, wearing her wireless headset on her head and holding her pillow in her arms.

When you move forward, when you move backward...

After a moment, he stopped with a frown and pondered for a moment.

What is her captain doing?

While Jun Qing was still confused, Di Lin had already walked to the end of the bed with his pillow, put the pillow at the end of the bed, and bent down.

Jun Qing looked along his fingers and noticed that there was a tablet at the end of the bed, and the video of the two-person dance teaching was playing on it.

He is secretly practicing dancing?!

Jun Qing was surprised, and the corners of his lips also rose.

She smiled and walked forward, stepped onto the floor, and hurriedly retreated, gently covering the door.

Di Lin was wearing headphones on his head and did not hear her voice. He turned the teaching video to the beginning again.

Pushing the door open a small gap, Jun Qing stood outside the door, leaned against the door frame, and looked secretly.

The video was played from the beginning, imitating the video's male dancer, Di Lin made a gentlemanly move to invite dancing, reached out and picked up the pillow placed at the end of the bed and held it in his arms.

Looking at the other party's serious look, Jun gently bit his lower lip and did not laugh out loud.

Di Lin was completely immersed in the practice and did not notice the voyeur outside the crack of the door.

Following the video, he twitched in a stern way.

I don’t know how long he had been practicing secretly, but Di Lin was already doing well at this time.

Probably because of the shirt that was a little hot and always buttoned meticulously on weekdays, the two buttons have been unbuttoned, and the sleeves are neatly rolled onto the elbows.

The clothes were a little loose, but the man's expression was extremely focused.

The pace of the step was slightly slower, and he immediately turned the video over for more than ten seconds and corrected this step again.

The tall and big man walked forward on the floor with a pillow in his arms, backing and turning around, and there was a bit of cuteness in his elegance.

Jun Qing stood at the door, laughing secretly at first, but later he gradually became moved.

He has always hated social activities, and learning to dance is just to accompany her.

People who are born proud don’t want others to know, and don’t ask professional teachers to teach. If you learn by videos, you are the most difficult Latin dance to this level. You can dance to this level and don’t know how long it takes to practice in private.

Seeing him finishing a video, he carefully grabbed a corner of the pillow and saluted the "audience".

Jun Qing held the door handle with his hand and wanted to push the door open. After thinking about it, he retracted his hand.

The captain has always been proud, and he has been pulling curtains and wearing headphones. It is obvious that he doesn't want people to know.

Why did she expose his little secret?

With barefoot and light hands, Jun Qing stepped back a few steps back, and deliberately increased his steps, walked to the bedroom door and raised his voice.

"Husband, help me open the door!"

Hearing her voice, Di Lin put the pillow back into its original place as quickly as possible, took back the desk by the computer, pulled off the wireless wheat from his head and put it back on the stand on the table...

Looking around and making sure there were no traces left, he turned around and strode over to open the door.

He reached out to take the handbag and computer from Jun Qing's hand, and Di Lin's tone was gentle.

“Is the press conference going well tonight?”
Chapter completed!