This room is a small dance studio, the whole space is white, the walls are mirrors, and they are all shadows of the two.
"I only know a few simple ballroom dances. If you have good memory and coordination, you should be able to learn it in one day." Qingcheng played the CD and the music started immediately.
One day? It's absolutely not possible! What excuse does he use to come to the Feng family in the future?
"No hurry, I just want to learn simple ballroom dance, it's not too late to learn it slowly."
"No, since I promised you, I will complete it as soon as possible." Qingcheng has always been decisive in doing things.
"Okay." Qingjun thought, and after learning, she came to her with the excuse of thanking her.
"Let's start." Qingcheng stretched out his hand and made an invitation.
"Can I call your name?" Qingjun slowly put her hand on, her fingers were slightly cool, as bright and cool as white jade, so he gently held her hand.
"Yes." Qingcheng held his hand, and his other hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Qingcheng, Qingcheng." Qingjun's hand trembled slightly when he placed it on her waist. He had never called her name in his previous life, and could not wait for her to look back.
The previous life has ended. There is no Helian Jiuge, no Feng Feili, no Ye Chen, no Wu Yue, no memories, the past is gone, the gears of fate are turning again. In this life, she is a beautiful city, a beautiful city that is beautiful to the whole country.
One morning passed quickly, and the Feng family members held a long family meeting downstairs and peeked at the door of the dance studio several times.
It was not until lunch time that Qingcheng and Qingjun came down.
"Baby, go wash your hands and prepare for dinner." Dies sat on the sofa watching TV. When she saw Qingcheng coming down, she turned off the TV.
Qingjun followed Qingcheng to wash his hands until he walked to the bathroom door that Qingcheng stopped.
Qingjun also stopped and looked at her in confusion, "Don't she want to wash her hands?"
"Do you want to go in with me?" Qingcheng looked at him, his tone as if asking what the weather was today.
"Uh, I thought, I'm sorry, I'll wait for you outside." Qingjun looked embarrassed and immediately walked away two steps.
After such a small misunderstanding, I took turns to the bathroom and returned to the lobby together.
Everyone in the Feng family sat on the sofa. When they saw the two of them coming back, Mr. Feng ordered the meal to start.
Qingjun kept walking beside Qingcheng. Before Feng Xier could sit down, he had already sat beside Qingcheng.
Feng Xier had to sit next to Feng Xiran. She was a little happy about this, at least she would not feel so lonely.
"You are so happy, baby Qingcheng, don't be polite." Mrs. Feng felt that it was too quiet, so she spoke.
"Grandma, I've eaten a lot." Qingcheng was already full after drinking half a bowl of soup. Teaching this ballroom dance like single-cell exercise will hardly consume physical and mental strength.
"Thank you for the hospitality of the old lady. I have eaten a lot." Qingjun thought about how to leave a good impression on the Feng family, because he comes here to eat about every day.
"Baby Qingcheng, should you come to the company to help your father share the burden?" Feng Jin was very confident in his baby's ability, but Qingcheng never asked about the company's affairs and seemed not interested in business.
"Mom and Dad, you are still young." Qingcheng felt that it was completely unnecessary for the time being, and she had her own affairs, so Xiran could manage the company well.
Hearing this sentence, Mr. Feng and others were ashamed again.
Seeing that everyone was reacting strangely, Feng Jin and Tis asked, "What's wrong?"
No one talked to you.
"The baby Qingcheng has just returned, and the baby is only twenty years old, and he is all the age to study and play. Let's talk about it in one or two years." Mrs. Feng spoke.
"Baby Xiran and Xier, it seems that you didn't eat anything." Seeing that the two of them were silent, it was no wonder that Xiran was sad. You know, Xiran has liked Qingcheng since she was a child, and suddenly a boy from the Ning family came. Alas.
"Maybe I ate too much this morning." Feng Xiran didn't show anything.
"Where is baby Xier?" Tis looked at Feng Xier.
"Mom, sister eats smaller than me." Feng Xier pretended to be dissatisfied.
"Your sister is different. When she was a child, she only ate a little bit of food. I was so afraid that she would not grow taller." Tis said.
"Mom, I've grown taller." Qingcheng said, she was 1.7 meters tall.
Tiss really has nothing to say about the baby's growth. Her smartest decision was to marry Feng Jin, and the proudest thing was to give birth to the baby.
"Did the Ning family boy graduate? Where can I study?" Mr. Feng asked casually.
"...I didn't go out to study, my father hired a tutor to teach me at home, and I rarely go out." Qingjun didn't know how serious it was to not study. He had twenty-two years of memory as soon as he was born, so how could he be with Xiao
The child studied together, and at that time he had the urge to kill anyone he saw.
"Will there be social disorders?" Tiss was surprised. Such children are rare. Are there any psychological disorders?
"No, I definitely don't." Qingjun said quickly, socially disordered, perverted voyeurism, he was afraid that Tis would say something strange.
Tis smiled narrowly, the child must have some psychological problems.
The conversation started, and the lunch was quite pleasant.
After dinner, Qingcheng and Qingjun went upstairs to practice dancing again. Until dinner, Qingjun still had no intention of leaving. No one in the Feng family went out on this day, and it was completely family day.