The world is big, but the dance floor is small. After changing two dance partners, Mu Baoer encountered Han Lie and couldn't help but draw a black line. It was really a narrow road for enemies.
Although she was reluctant, she could only hold his hand, follow his dance steps, and continue dancing.
Han Lie hugged her waist, lowered his head and watched her spin gracefully and nimbly under his raised right hand, her snow-white skirt swaying on the ground like water waves.
The bright red ribbon wrapped around her beautiful gauze skirt and swayed with her dance steps, making her look unparalleled like a blazing fire.
If she wears a red dress all over, she must be very beautiful.
Han Lie looked at her and couldn't help but feel dazed.
Her beautiful doll-like face intertwined with an image in his memory, which made his body tremble, as if he suddenly thought of something incredible, and his whole feeling changed.
Mu Baoer also noticed his sudden change. Seeing the shock and confusion on his face, she couldn't help but be puzzled.
What happened to this man? Why does it feel weird? The way he is staring at her now is so weird that it sends chills down her spine.
She felt that he held her hand with great strength, and she should let go of her hand and continue to exchange partners, but he did not.
"Mr. Han, what's wrong with you? It hurts my hand." Mu Baoer looked at him warily.
Han Lie kept staring down at her face, as if he wanted to see through her, and there was a kind of pain in his anxious look.
"Mu Bao'er, how old were you when you started working with Huo Chen?"
Mu Baoer narrowed her eyes, wondering why this man suddenly inquired about her life experience: "I don't understand what you mean? I don't want to mention the past."
She had a strange premonition that what Han Lie asked must be bad. But she didn't know him in the past, so what did he want to know?
"If you don't tell me, I can still find out." Han Lie's face was slightly cold.
Mu Baoer's heart sank: "He took me away from the orphanage when I was ten years old."
"Ten years old, so you have been following him before you were fifteen." Han Lie's expression changed and he stared at her closely, "Then what did you do with him?"
"What on earth do you want to know? If you want to find out about Huo Chen's past from me, I have nothing to say. Although I was his girlfriend in name at that time, in fact he didn't trust me. The real core thing is
, he won't tell me." Mu Baoer became more and more vigilant.
Seeing Mu Baoer's vigilant look, Han Lie said nothing more, but the atmosphere changed and became extremely depressing. She felt that his breath was very cold.
After another short dance, Han Lie let her go and walked straight out of the dance floor.
Mu Baoer was very strange, but couldn't figure it out.
She just continued to dance with the other men to the rhythm, and finally jumped back to Lingyan. Then the dance was over. She had better leave quickly. Everyone tonight was so wrong.
She was dancing, but she didn't know who tripped her, and her dance steps suddenly slowed down, a lot slower than the rhythm.
What's even weirder is that she seems to be particularly unlucky behind her. Someone always accidentally trips her and she faints, causing her dance to slow down a beat.
Seeing that the music was almost over, she realized that she had turned away, crossed the dance floor, and found that Ling Yan was far away from her, not within her range at all, and there was no way she could return to him.
It seems that the round dance may not really return to the starting point like a circle.
So her first dance partner was him, and who was her last dance partner? Although there was no heartbeat, there was still some anticipation!