Chapter 965: Want Want Milk?
Upon reaching a supermarket on the street, Di Jinxuan hurriedly said, "Stop the car, I want to buy some water to drink."
Nangong Jin brought the car to a halt.
Di Jinxuan got out of the car and to her surprise, Nangong Jin followed, extending his hand to her, "Come on, Gege will accompany you."
Di Jinxuan walked ahead, but didn’t take his hand. Nangong Jin didn’t mind; he didn’t take advantage of her either, just casually slipped his hands into his pockets, looking utterly at ease.
Both of them entered the supermarket, and Di Jinxuan grabbed a bottle of yogurt. It seemed like Nangong Jin also picked up a drink, and they both headed to the checkout.
When Nangong Jin placed his drink on the counter, Di Jinxuan’s eyes widened.
Want-Want milk!!!
Nangong Jin actually picked up a box of Want-Want milk, what on earth!
Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but ask with widened eyes, "Is this, for me?"
"Do you want to drink it?" Nangong Jin raised his eyebrows.
Di Jinxuan quickly shook her head, and Nangong Jin took out his wallet to pay.
It was only after he had left the supermarket and got back into the car that Di Jinxuan realized the box of Want-Want milk was indeed for Nangong Jin to drink!
Ah, seriously, is he deliberately trying to be cute?
Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but glance at Nangong Jin, her small face full of astonishment.
Nangong Jin seemed completely oblivious, actually opening the box of Want-Want milk and taking a drink.
Di Jinxuan felt instantly overwhelmed; honestly, you’re a grown man involved in some dark businesses, not to mention a Dance King, a legend in the Dance World, driving a Lamborghini Remington, and there you are, sipping on a box of Want-Want milk. Seriously!?
And yet, the guy drove very slowly and even rolled down the window, happily sipping through a straw.
Di Jinxuan turned her gaze aside in silence, opened her own yogurt, and took several sips to calm her nerves, suddenly feeling quite overwhelmed.
If they were walking on the street, and Nangong Jin was drinking a bottle of Want-Want milk, she would absolutely refuse to walk with him. Isn’t this just too charming?
But why do I find it oddly adorable?
So, he is doing this deliberately, showcasing a cute contrast, huh.
Deep down, Di Jinxuan was actually a bit curious, really wanting to ask him why he was drinking that. Still, she felt a bit embarrassed to do so.
She didn’t ask, and Nangong Jin didn’t volunteer any information either.
But with her mind preoccupied, she couldn’t stop sipping her yogurt.
Nangong Jin chuckled, leisurely lifting an eyebrow and said, "Xuanxuan, why do you want to ask something but are holding it back instead?"
Di Jinxuan was startled, immediately turning to look at Nangong Jin. He actually knew she wanted to ask?
"Who wants to ask? Ask what? What kind of nonsense are you talking about?" Di Jinxuan replied defiantly, turning her gaze away.
Nangong Jin just quirked a lip and said nothing. He had purposely bought the Want-Want milk, and deliberately drank it in front of her. Honestly, he hadn’t expected the taste of Want-Want milk to be quite good.
Cough, I digress.
Actually, his real intent was to test Di Jinxuan. And now, it seemed he was right.
Di Jinxuan was repressed, hesitant to voice the question that was clearly on her mind.
It meant that she was inherently reserved, unable to truly let go.
This was part of the reason her dance lacked soul.
She couldn’t let go of herself, couldn’t embrace her true self completely.
It wasn’t about doing what I want whenever I want, saying what I want whenever I choose, reaching out for what I desire when I desire it.
If I decide I don’t want something, then I just don’t, but I have my reasons for not wanting it.
She didn’t have this sense of freeing herself.
This natural restraint meant that she couldn’t let go when dancing, couldn’t unleash herself without constraints.
Maybe she thought she was already releasing herself to the music enough, but that was far from sufficient.
So, in order to make her a top-level dancer, he needs to start with this aspect, not rush to teach her techniques.
Dameng: (during an interview) Xiaojin, what were your feelings when you were drinking Want-Want milk?
Nangong Jin: (with a gloomy face) Get lost, I’m not in the mood.
Dameng: Don’t be like that, come on, share your experiences, let’s have some fun.
Nangong Jin: Yang Ningmeng, stop messing around, I’m telling you.
[Inner Monologue] Why do they make me drink Want-Want milk, can’t they let me drink some other milk?