Feng Xing glanced at her and smiled slightly, the pure polite type, the smile was not enough to reach the bottom of his eyes, but his body also gently embraced her, "Okay."
There are not many people in the dance floor.
Feng Xing grabbed her hand and danced as free and smooth as a Western aristocrat.
She was tall and led her petite and rotated in circles with the music.
Qianxun closed her eyes and danced with all her heart. In the shortest time, she forgot the melancholy worries in her heart, and felt intoxicated that all the constraints were eliminated by music and dance steps.
She unconsciously burst into a happy look, and the smile on her lips turned deeper, presenting the most natural and open expression.
Feng Xing soon discovered that Qianxun had a very perfect melody. He frequently changed his dance steps and no matter how complicated the movements were, it would not be difficult for her.
From beginning to end, she gave herself to him with her tempting little face with an increasingly intoxicating smile, so sweet and so tempting.
She even forgot his existence, and was intoxicated by her own world, throwing her hands and making her feet, and her dance was as brilliant as if she was performing in the center of the stage.
Countless pairs of eyes were concentrated on them.
I was amazed to appreciate their tacit performance.
Too beautiful.
That is the beauty that shocks the soul.
Just witness it once, it will never be forgotten.
The winding blue and black eyes have long become an extremely quiet deep pool, and they are not bottom-out. In that dark and deep place, there is a strange light flashing, and it becomes brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but peck on her slightly raised soft lips.
Qianxun's smile suddenly froze, her eyes widened, and she looked at him in disbelief, but unexpectedly captured the unexpected flashes in his eyes.
This kiss was not in his plan. The love came from the heart. He kissed her first before suddenly his inappropriate identities and inappropriate locations sounded.
Music, stop, the song ends and dances end.
He and she were still embracing each other intimately. Her hot little hand was placed in the center of his cool palm, while his other big hand was familiar to her slender waist without any fat, and hugged her tightly.
There was silence around.
A minute later, someone slapped the first, and then, like a tide of applause swept across.
Qianxun's cheeks were even more beautiful after being dyed with wine. She subconsciously took a small step back, broke free from the ambiguous posture, hid sideways behind Feng Xing, and gasped.
From this perspective, she is even more petite, slender, as if she is broken at the touch, and shyly, like a girl next door who is just beginning to fall in love.
"That kiss is just a thank you gift." Feng Xing curled his thin lips and showed a rare smile.
After saying that, he spread his long arms and easily grabbed her into his arms, half-held and headed towards the corner.
The crowds automatically separated and gave them a way out.
Qianxun was half attached to Feng Xing's chest, unable to see the expressions of the people around her, but the hot eyes that were put on her seemed to be tangible and physical, which made her feel uncomfortable indescribable.
What made her even more depressed was that he accidentally stole a kiss. Feng Xing glanced at her and smiled slightly, the pure polite type, the smile was not enough to reach the eyes, but his body was also gently
Hold her, "Okay."
There are not many people in the dance floor.
Feng Xing grabbed her hand and danced as free and smooth as a Western aristocrat.
She was tall and led her petite and rotated in circles with the music.
Qianxun closed her eyes and danced with all her heart. In the shortest time, she forgot the melancholy worries in her heart, and felt intoxicated that all the constraints were eliminated by music and dance steps.
She unconsciously burst into a happy look, and the smile on her lips turned deeper, presenting the most natural and open expression.
Feng Xing soon discovered that Qianxun had a very perfect melody. He frequently changed his dance steps and no matter how complicated the movements were, it would not be difficult for her.
From beginning to end, she gave herself to him with her tempting little face with an increasingly intoxicating smile, so sweet and so tempting.
She even forgot his existence, and was intoxicated by her own world, throwing her hands and making her feet, and her dance was as brilliant as if she was performing in the center of the stage.
Countless pairs of eyes were concentrated on them.
I was amazed to appreciate their tacit performance.
Too beautiful.
That is the beauty that shocks the soul.
Just witness it once, it will never be forgotten.
The winding blue and black eyes have long become an extremely quiet deep pool, and they are not bottom-out. In that dark and deep place, there is a strange light flashing, and it becomes brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but peck on her slightly raised soft lips.
Qianxun's smile suddenly froze, her eyes widened, and she looked at him in disbelief, but unexpectedly captured the unexpected flashes in his eyes.
This kiss was not in his plan. The love came from the heart. He kissed her first before suddenly his inappropriate identities and inappropriate locations sounded.
Music, stop, the song ends and dances end.
He and she were still embracing each other intimately. Her hot little hand was placed in the center of his cool palm, while his other big hand was familiar to her slender waist without any fat, and hugged her tightly.
There was silence around.
A minute later, someone slapped the first, and then, like a tide of applause swept across.
Qianxun's cheeks were even more beautiful after being dyed with wine. She subconsciously took a small step back, broke free from the ambiguous posture, hid sideways behind Feng Xing, and gasped.
From this perspective, she is even more petite, slender, as if she is broken at the touch, and shyly, like a girl next door who is just beginning to fall in love.
"That kiss is just a thank you gift." Feng Xing curled his thin lips and showed a rare smile.
After saying that, he spread his long arms and easily grabbed her into his arms, half-held and headed towards the corner.
The crowds automatically separated and gave them a way out.
Qianxun was half attached to Feng Xing's chest, unable to see the expressions of the people around her, but the hot eyes that were put on her seemed to be tangible and physical, which made her feel uncomfortable indescribable.
What made her even more depressed was that he accidentally stole a kiss.