Of course, Du Jiawen didn't look grateful at all. His face looked like a thousand-year-old frozen riverbed, with no emotion at all.
"Are you full?" Du Jiawen asked without looking at her.
"Ah?" Xiang Xiaochuang didn't understand his sudden change of topic and nodded blankly, "I'm full..."
"Then go dance with me." President Du ordered. As a lover, Xiang Xiaochuang immediately became self-conscious and nodded in agreement like a reflex, suddenly showing a confused look on his face.
"But, I can't dance..." Looking at his increasingly gloomy face, Xiang Xiaochuang was about to cry. How could he know that one day he would take office and become his old man's lover?
"You can't dance?" Du Jiawen seemed to have discovered something strange, and he was more surprised than angry.
Xiang Xiaochuang said with a sarcastic look: "I've been very busy... you know, I have to work to pay for my tuition, and then there is Xiaoling... So, I didn't think of learning to dance, and I didn't have the chance anyway..."
Du Jiawen didn't open his mouth to laugh, but just extended his right hand like a gentleman. Xiang Xiaochuang was still standing like a wooden man, and he stretched it forward angrily: "If you don't know how, just let me teach you!"
"Oh!" Xiang Xiaochuang was immediately flattered, "I will step on your feet... Why don't I learn how to dance with you next time? Look at the many beauties over there looking at you eagerly, waiting for you.
Your Majesty is here!"
Du Jiawen gritted his teeth: "You damn woman..."
Xiang Xiaochuang didn't wait for him to finish cursing, and immediately put a small hand into his palm.
He took a deep breath in frustration. This woman always had the ability to ignite his anger.
He led her into a spin and entered the dance floor. Although his movements were elegant and smooth, Xiang Xiaochuang almost fell into it. Fortunately, he hugged her waist to avoid making a fool of himself.
"What's going on?" He frowned.
"This... this skirt is a bit narrow, I almost got tripped just now..." Xiang Xiaochuang complained and lowered his head, straightening his skirt with a sense of grievance.
"You...how could I fall in love with a woman like you!" Du Jiawen muttered, using an international standard dance posture, holding her hand with one hand and holding her waist with the other.
Xiang Xiaochuang was stiff and stood on the dance floor at a loss.
"This waltz is actually very simple, as long as you step on the right beat...one, two, three...no, your feet don't stand like this, your right foot needs to be like this!"
Du Jiawen taught tirelessly, but Xiang Xiaochuang was sweating coldly and unable to concentrate because of the disdainful looks he received from those around him.
"Xiang Xiaochuang, are you still studying?"
Teacher Du finally got angry and yelled at her. Xiang Xiaochuang quickly lowered his head and watched the movements of his toes.
"Um... can you go back and study again? This place seems not very suitable for teaching. There are so many people on the dance floor. I'm afraid of bumping into..." Xiang Xiaochuang explained in a messy manner, looking around constantly.
Du Jiawen glanced at the women who had covered their mouths and giggled just now, and immediately put on their tender faces, looking at him lovingly.
"Forget it, we'll leave early and teach you when we get home." Du Jiawen finally understood the situation and whispered in her ear.
Xiang Xiaochuang, as if he had been granted amnesty, immediately walked to the dining table, sat down and sipped his drink contentedly, watching Du Jiawen spinning one after another among the stars on the dance floor.
Suddenly, I had a complicated taste in my heart, and I felt that the drinks were a little sour.