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Chapter 20 The Rumba Dance of Love

Uncle Hong said: "Mr. Du Bin, don't get me wrong. Ruolan has recovered from her injury and will be in time for the company's dance. We hope Ruolan can participate so that she can get acquainted with the company's colleagues."

Dubin whispered in my ear: "Be careful."

On the top floor of the Times Entertainment Building, as soon as I got out of the elevator, I heard the roar of people inside. It was obviously daytime, but it was night inside. There were lights on the dance floor, and everyone wore gorgeous masks on their faces. It made me wonder.

Not sure who is who.

This wasn't important at first. I didn't know many people, but the ladies were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, and many of them deliberately showed off their charming figures. Under the dim light, their proud curves were enough to make the men anxious.

, looking at my light T-shirt and jeans, I felt a little ashamed. Just as I was about to hide behind Feng Huang, the dance music on the dance floor stopped. When everyone was confused, the dance music started again - the song "Finally Find Someone"!

come, as you are,

as you were,

as i want you to be,

as a friend,as a friend,

as an old enemy……

The crowd suddenly dispersed, and amidst the shallow chants of men and women, a dancer wearing a golden feather mask suddenly appeared. She was tall, wearing a black high-cut long skirt that exposed her tight legs, and her healthy wheat complexion shone under the light.

More attractive, the woman's charm is clearly visible.

She danced the rumba, which was originally a dance between men and women. It was full of sexiness and enthusiasm. Even the steps of the dancers seemed graceful and sentimental, especially touching. But now she danced it alone. She regarded the air as her own.

The dance partner's flirtatious and lingering gestures made it impossible to look away. She danced briskly, with tenderness and affection, and came straight to the Fenghuang...

She danced a rumba, rumba - the dance of love.

The last movement on pointe was completed, and the dance music also ended its last note in time. She took off her mask, and only Feng Huang could be seen in her enchanting brows: "Why are you here?"

Uncle Hong coughed lightly and took the lead in applauding. The dance floor burst into applause. Along with the bursts of cheers, the smile on her lips became brighter: "Uncle Hong actually took the lead. I'm really flattered."

With her fluffy curly hair, her slanted eyebrows, and her tall figure, she was so sexy and hot that it was natural for her to become the protagonist of the dance. Fenghuang showed no expression at all, and her eyes were filled with disappointment: "I'm back,

What, you don’t welcome me?”

I remembered that she is Yingmo, a rock singer from Times Entertainment. She suddenly flew to Europe two years ago and temporarily quit the entertainment industry. The reason for her departure is unknown. Now, she has returned with a more mature attitude, and Times Entertainment has added another capable person.

.

Her eyes suddenly fell on me: "Who is she?"

"She is Fenghuang's assistant, Ruolan." Uncle Hong pushed me out: "Ruolan, this is Yingmo."

I stretched out my hand: "Hello."

She looked at me coldly and reluctantly stretched out her hand. Just as our hands were about to touch, Fenghuang suddenly pulled me to his side: "Are you also going to give me a dance?"

"Me?" I was stunned: "But..."

"This dance is to welcome you back to the company. You can perform a dance so that it can be justified." Fenghuang's reason made me ashamed. No, Uncle Hong clearly meant that I happened to catch the company dance. Now, this

Are you making enemies for me? I wanted to defend myself, but a man came over. He was wearing a wolf mask, as pure white as snow. He took off the mask and faced Yingmo with both hands: "Welcome back."

Long Tian, ​​a hip hop singer, has a wild and uninhibited appearance and profound rap skills. He is also a handful of hip-hop dancers. Ying Mo ignored his hands and walked directly in front of me: "What dance do you want to dance?"


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