19. Chapter 19 Exchange Voucher can be exchanged for a man 9
Feng Xing glanced at her and smiled, a purely polite smile that did not reach his eyes, but at the same time, his body gently hugged her, "Okay."
There were not many people on the dance floor.
Feng Xing grabbed her hand and danced as freely and smoothly as a Western aristocrat.
The tall girl led the petite girl, spinning in circles to the music.
Qianxun closed her eyes and danced to her heart's content. She used the shortest time to forget the melancholy worries in her heart, and was intoxicated with the happy feeling that all the constraints were eliminated by the music and dance steps.
A look of joy appeared on her face unconsciously, and the smile on her lips deepened, showing the most natural and open expression.
Fengxing soon discovered that Qianxun had a perfect sense of melody. He frequently changed dance steps and no matter how complicated his movements were, she could not be troubled.
From the beginning to the end, she gave herself full authority to his leadership, with an increasingly intoxicating smile on her seductive little face, so sweet and so ****.
She even forgot about his existence, and was intoxicated in her own world. She threw her hands, kicked her feet, and danced brilliantly and gorgeously, as if she was performing in the center of the stage as a professional dance.
Countless pairs of eyes focused on them.
I was amazed at their coordinated performance.
So beautiful.
It is a beauty that shocks the soul.
Once you see it with your own eyes, you will never forget it.
Feng Xing's blue-black pupils have long become an extremely quiet and deep pool, which is bottomless. However, in that deep and dark place, there is a strange light flickering, burning brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but peck her slightly raised soft lips.
Qianxun's smile suddenly froze, her round eyes looked at him in disbelief, but she unexpectedly caught the flash of surprise in his eyes.
This kiss was not part of his plan. It came from his heart. He kissed her first, and then suddenly the inappropriate identities of each other and the inappropriate location came to light.
The music stops, the song ends and the dance disperses.
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 familiarly placed against her slender waist without a trace of fat, hugging her tightly.
There was silence all around.
A minute later, someone clapped their hands first, followed closely by a wave of applause.
Qianxun's wine-stained cheeks turned even more delicately red. She subconsciously took a small step back, broke away from the **** posture, and hid sideways behind Feng Xing, breathing heavily.
From this angle, she is even more petite, as slender as if she could break at the touch of a touch, and as shy as the girl next door who is just starting to fall in love.
"Just think of that kiss as a thank you gift." Feng Xing raised his thin lips and showed a rare smile.
After saying that, he stretched out his long arms and easily grabbed her into his arms, holding her half in his arms and heading towards the corner.
The crowd automatically separated and made way for them.
Qianxun was half pressed against Feng Xing's chest and could not clearly see the expressions of the people around her, but the eyes that were focused on her passionately seemed to be tangible, making her indescribably uncomfortable.
What made her even more depressed was that he accidentally stole a kiss from him. Feng Xing glanced at her and smiled, a purely polite smile. The smile did not reach his eyes, but his body also gently moved.
He hugged her and said, "Okay."
There were not many people on the dance floor.
Feng Xing grabbed her hand and danced as freely and smoothly as a Western aristocrat.
The tall girl led the petite girl, spinning in circles to the music.
Qianxun closed her eyes and danced to her heart's content. She used the shortest time to forget the melancholy worries in her heart, and was intoxicated with the happy feeling that all the constraints were eliminated by the music and dance steps.
A look of joy appeared on her face unconsciously, and the smile on her lips deepened, showing the most natural and open expression.
Fengxing soon discovered that Qianxun had a perfect sense of melody. He frequently changed dance steps and no matter how complicated his movements were, she could not be troubled.
From the beginning to the end, she gave herself full authority to his leadership, with an increasingly intoxicating smile on her seductive little face, so sweet and so ****.
She even forgot about his existence, and was intoxicated in her own world. She threw her hands, kicked her feet, and danced brilliantly and gorgeously, as if she was performing in the center of the stage as a professional dance.
Countless pairs of eyes focused on them.
I was amazed at their coordinated performance.
So beautiful.
It is a beauty that shocks the soul.
Once you see it with your own eyes, you will never forget it.
Feng Xing's blue-black pupils have long become an extremely quiet and deep pool, which is bottomless. However, in that deep and dark place, there is a strange light flickering, burning brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but peck her slightly raised soft lips.
Qianxun's smile suddenly froze, her round eyes looked at him in disbelief, but she unexpectedly caught the flash of surprise in his eyes.
This kiss was not part of his plan. It came from his heart. He kissed her first, and then suddenly the inappropriate identities of each other and the inappropriate location came to light.
The music stops, the song ends and the dance disperses.
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 familiarly placed against her slender waist without a trace of fat, hugging her tightly.
There was silence all around.
A minute later, someone clapped their hands first, followed closely by a wave of applause.
Qianxun's wine-stained cheeks turned even more delicately red. She subconsciously took a small step back, broke away from the **** posture, and hid sideways behind Feng Xing, breathing heavily.
From this angle, she is even more petite, as slender as if she could break at the touch of a touch, and as shy as the girl next door who is just starting to fall in love.
"Just think of that kiss as a thank you gift." Feng Xing raised his thin lips and showed a rare smile.
After saying that, he stretched out his long arms and easily grabbed her into his arms, holding her half in his arms and heading towards the corner.
The crowd automatically separated and made way for them.
Qianxun was half pressed against Feng Xing's chest and could not clearly see the expressions of the people around her, but the eyes that were focused on her passionately seemed to be tangible, making her indescribably uncomfortable.
What made her even more depressed was that he accidentally stole a kiss from her.