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The music played and the lights came on.

While a beam of high beam lights up the dance floor, the rest of the surrounding corners were plunged into darkness.

The upper class figures from Ningyuan walked to the dance floor in groups, shaking their bodies with the music.

Most of the people who did not dance also surrounded the dance floor, forming a big circle. Some people were talking about the dance skills, while some people were holding a goblet and drinking red wine with deep eyes.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't need to read it, he also knew that there were countless stories in it. He sat on the sofa and watched the message sent by Ye Mozhu, his mouth turned up—just now you said you were conservative, I almost believed it.

After sending this message, under the dim dim light, he looked at Ye Mozhu.

Ye Mozhu glanced at him with an extremely charming look, then lowered his head and replied-just not conservative with you.

Zhang Xiaojian took a sip of the red wine and glanced at WeChat. He suddenly felt that the glass of red wine was not dry at all, but the taste was sweet to his heart.

Liu Mei raised his head at this time, and saw Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu's eyes growing in love, and he quickly coughed: "Although it is dark, we are not blind. Please pay attention to both of you."

The others at the table agreed, saying that single dogs should not be killed like this!

Luo Yu coughed: "Mr. Ren, should we dance for a while?"

Ren Yao was surprised, because Luo Yu never went to the dance floor every time on such occasions, and today invited himself...

comfort...

Ren Yao knew that several groups of men who invited Ye Mozhu had just arrived, and Luo Yu was afraid that his face would not be able to hold it, and that's why he got the invitation.

It's just... why do you care about me so much?

Ren Yao put down his wine glass and asked, "Will it?"

Luo Yu scratched his head and said, "It should be okay."

Ren Yao smiled, stretched out his slender palm and placed it in the air.

Luo Yu stood up, caught her soft jade hand, and then felt inexplicably, but still had a silly smile on her face: "Mr. Ren appreciates her face."

Ren Yao glanced at him: "Walk."

The two joined hands and walked onto the dance floor. Jiang Xue and Zheng Jiaxuan, who had just come down from the second floor, came back. Zheng Jiaxuan looked at the backs of Luo Yu and Ren Yao curiously and asked, "What's the situation?"

Zheng Weixun, who hasn't spoken much all the time, only cared about the wine tasting, said: "Little girl, you don't live by the sea, and why are you just coming down now."

Zheng Jiaxuan took out a piece of paper and threw it to Zhang Xiaojian, "It's not that he won the money and let me record someone upstairs. I'm not a secretary."

Zhang Xiaojian didn't respond. He took the blank paper and saw more than 30 names and donations written on it, his smile getting bigger.

Ye Mozhu took Zheng Jiaxuan and sat down and said, "By the way, Jiaxuan, will you still do forensic medicine when you return to Ningyuan?"

Zheng Jiaxuan didn't think about it, and told the truth: "I didn't think about it."

At this moment, Jiang Xue, who hesitated for a moment, didn't know where the courage came from, looked at Zheng Jiakai, "Brother Jiakai, can I dance with you?"

Zheng Jiakai replied: "Go to the side..."

So she was immediately met by her sister Zheng Jiaxuan's ferocious eyes, glaring at each other: "Can you die with a dance, or can you lose the skin?"

Looking at Jiang Xue's pitiful expression, Zhang Xiaojian pulled Ye Mozhu's little hand and said: "Jiakai is walking, we are together."

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Melodious music fills my ears.

The men and women on the dance floor are naturally gentlemen in full view.

Occasionally, the partners smile at each other and occasionally whisper to each other. On such occasions, excessive contact and slightly intimate movements are obviously the best way to bring people closer together.

As one of the masters of Daqing Mountain, Ren Yao's popularity in Ningyuan need not be mentioned.

The reason why no one invited her was because she didn't dare. In fact, as long as she nodded, countless so-called celebrities and gentry wanted to jump on a paragraph with her.

Luo Yu, who was always inferior to the dance floor, was dragged to the center of the dance floor by Ren Yao.

He was not very proficient in dance steps, but now he has become the focus of the audience, and naturally a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ren Yao took his hand and said, "Basic dance, listen to me count the beats."

Luo Yu didn't seem to hear the words close at hand. He just looked at Ren Yao who was close at hand, seeming to fall into her eyes.

So, a foot... he stepped on Ren Yao's foot.

Ren Yao hurts, Jin raised his nose, Luo Yu quickly said, "I'm sorry..."

Ren Yao shook his head: "It's okay, you can concentrate."

Luo Yu: "..."

Before coming here, he actually made some preparations in private, such as viewing tutorials, practicing privately, and even developing dance moves and music in his game to deepen his impression of remembering dance steps.

He thought there was nothing wrong, but he couldn't figure it out. He still needs to face the dim light, the faint body fragrance, the soft and boneless hands, the handsome waist with a Yingying grip, and those bright eyes...

All these made him extremely nervous...so nervous that he stepped on Ren Yao again.

Ren Yao did not comfort or encourage this time, but said: "Mr. Luo, you have to lose my shoes tomorrow!"

At the same time, with a reluctant face, Zheng Jiakai, with a poker face, was pulled onto the dance floor by Jiang Xue and came to the side of Ren Yao and Luo Yu.

Zheng Jiakai's hand was steadily suspended two centimeters away from Jiang Xue's waist. It didn't actually reach it, but it looked like it was placed on the waist to outsiders.

The other hand held Jiang Xue's small hand because of helplessness, and his temperature steadily radiated, so that Jiang Xue blushed a little.

Both of them are from big family. This kind of dance has been in the blood since they were young, and they dance steadily and accurately.

It's just... Jiang Xue looked at Zheng Jiakai's eyes and found that his eyes were extremely hollow, as if he was not looking at herself, but also thinking about something.

But Zheng Jiakai's ability to dance with her has made her extremely satisfied.

But look at the pair next to... hey, so envious.

Next to Jiang Xue are Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu. Compared with the exceptional standards of Zheng Jiakai and Jiang Xuetiao, they can be described as... messy.

It's just that Zhang Xiaojian has a smile on his face, and he embraces Ye Mozhu's waist with one hand.

Ye Mozhu also looked at Zhang Xiaojian, his eyes curled, and outsiders could see how much she liked Zhang Xiaojian.

The two people are very close, it seems that the next second as long as they want to kiss each other's lips gently, they are also whispering, and they are envious of others.

Jiang Xue really wants to one day, she and Zheng Jiakai can have such a simple and beautiful love like Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu.

But if she heard the murmurs of Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu now, she might find that love is by no means pure.

"When will the prom end?"

"It's twelve o'clock anyway, what do you want...".

"I want to go home early, and then we will do something we love to do together."

Ye Mozhu blushed and glanced around, and realized that others should not be able to hear him. So after a dance step, he got close to Zhang Xiaojian and whispered in his ear: "I think too."