Chapter 388 The longing that can’t be given up (9)
Feng Hao looked at her and replied cautiously: "She is indeed good at acting, but I don't like her!"
Putting down the wine glass, Xia Yucheng touched her hot cheek, then put her hand on the back of Feng Hao's hand, giving him a look of understanding and reassurance.
The band in the bar played a very classic American country music "Take Me Home, Country Road", and the familiar and slightly cheerful music aroused everyone's enthusiasm.
From time to time, someone would grab their friends, stand up, and dance to the music on a small dance floor area specially set aside in the bar in front of the band.
"Miss Xia, can you please dance with me?" Feng Hao's invitation was polite, but the movements of his hands were firm.
Before Xia Yucheng had time to agree, he had already pulled him up from his seat and led him to the dance floor.
my paradise west virginia
Mountains with green ridges and Shenadu River
Ancient life is older than the forest
But younger than the mountains
Grow as freely as the wind
Country road, take me home
Back to where I belong
It's West Virginia, Mother Mountain.
Country road, take me home
All my memories revolve around her
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An older male singer sang with a passionate voice. Feng Hao put his arm directly around Xia Yucheng's slender waist, his face pressed closely against hers, and his body pressed closely against hers.
The dance floor became lively. Feng Hao's dance was very graceful and his movements were very skillful. Xia Yucheng was almost danced by him. Every time they turned and twisted, Feng Hao would not let her body move away from him.
, his arms and embrace are her exclusive dance floor.
Xia Yucheng was drunk and danced briskly to the music. When he held her tightly in his arms, she tiptoed and whispered in his ear: "From now on, I will only dance with you!"
Indeed, he is considered the best dance partner in every aspect. In her eyes, now, he is the best!
Feng Hao put his chin on her forehead and responded in a low voice: "Okay! I will remember this for you!"
"Hey! Should you say that you only dance with me?"
"It depends on your performance..."
"I performed very well, don't you think?" She smiled foolishly, leaning her whole body against him, and her steps became a little soft.
"Let's see the effects!" Feng Hao said, holding her waist and returning to his seat.
"To see the aftereffects?" Xia Yucheng sat in her seat, confused. This seems to be a word used for people who have made mistakes.
"Are you drunk?" Feng Hao lovingly touched her blushing face with his fingers.
"No, how much did you drink just now? How can you be drunk? I'm really happy tonight! I want to drink..." Xia Yucheng went to get the wine glass again, but her hand was held down by Feng Hao.
"Stop drinking, drinking too much is bad for your health!"
"It's okay, it's just red wine!" Xia Yucheng's head was already a little dizzy at this time.
Feng Hao looked at her for a while, then let go of his hand: "Drink another small glass!"
"Yes! Sir!" Xia Yucheng took the wine Feng Hao poured for her and asked with a smile, "I have always wanted to know why Zhu Huan and the others called you Sir, can you tell me now?"
She watched Feng Hao silently twirling the wine glass in his hand without saying a word. She knew that he didn't want to say anything, but she inadvertently felt a little aggrieved in her heart. He still regarded her as an outsider.