Nangong Leshan was stunned when he saw it was Beibei.
Leng Xin's face turned ugly.
The woman standing next to her didn't notice anything was wrong with her. She even laughed and said, "What happened today? It's so funny. Both No. 60 and No. 90 wore their number plates backwards."
Leng Xin felt very harsh after hearing this.
It seemed to give her a feeling that the fake could not be real and the real could not be fake...
Leng Xin secretly clenched his fists, why was it Beibei.
No matter who it is, why is it her?
Some of the people present were members of the Nangong family, and they knew the stories of the three of them.
So we are all waiting to see the good show.
Nangong Leshan has already promised in person that if he draws a lady, he will dance the first dance with her.
As the CEO, he naturally doesn't keep his word.
He smiled on the stage and said: "It turns out to be Miss Beibei. You and I will dance the first dance in a while."
Beibei was surprised, what was he talking about?
Shouldn't he find an excuse to refuse?
But in such an occasion, he really couldn't go back on his word.
Beibei didn't dare to refute his face, unless she was seeking death.
Beibei started to get nervous.
Do you really want to dance with him soon...
The dance started soon.
Nangong Leshan came to her and stretched out a hand towards her, "Let's go dancing."
Beibei looked at him, took a deep breath, put her hand into his palm, and let him lead her into the dance floor.
Everyone is surrounding them, looking forward to their next performance.
There was only a cold-hearted person standing in the corner with a bad look on his face.
She wanted to leave, but her reason told her that she couldn't leave.
Leaving means giving up and losing.
Music starts.
Nangong Leshan and Beibei danced slowly.
What they dance is a waltz. This kind of social dance tests the tacit understanding of two people.
Obviously Beibei and Nangong Leshan have no tacit understanding.
"sorry……"
"It doesn't matter."
The more nervous Beibei is, the more likely she is to make mistakes.
She didn't know how many times she stepped on him, and everyone around her laughed.
But everyone also jumped up, which made Beibei look less nervous.
Nangong Leshan is very tall, while Beibei is only 165cm tall and looks relatively petite in front of him.
She kept lowering her eyes, not daring to look at him.
From Nangong Leshan's perspective, you can see her smooth and full forehead, thick and long eyelashes, high nose, white and round face, and rosy cherry mouth.
Beibei's mouth is very small and reminds people of cherries at first glance. She looks cute and distinctive.
Nangong Leshan held her waist again, and he could clearly feel that her waist was not tight enough to hold, and was very slender.
Although she is very thin, she is not dry and thin.
Through her clothes and under her palms, he could feel the tenderness and elasticity of her body.
It's like a child's body, giving people the urge to pinch it.
But Beibei is a woman after all, so Nangong Leshan wanted to squeeze hard for no reason.
He thought it must feel very good.
It's just that he held it back, he still had this bit of restraint.
But once this idea pops up in your mind, you can't completely get rid of it.
Nangong Leshan couldn't help but wonder again whether her round face felt comfortable to pinch.
His eyes moved downward unconsciously, and he suddenly saw her perfectly curved chest...
Nangong Leshan's eyes suddenly understood.
But the next second, he looked away and his breath became cold.