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    The crystal lamp refracted the bright broken light, shrouding the surroundings in bright warm light.  Their faces were so close, their breaths blended, as if they could kiss at any time.

    This scene seems familiar, but it has a completely different atmosphere.

    There is no more strange scrutiny and testing, no more contests and fights, only the heartbeat remains the same, and the tingling sensation like the passing of electricity remains.  They were like little dance partners, turning around in a circle on the field, finding each other again, holding hands tightly, reluctant to part again.

    Rong Jiashang stared at Feng Shizhen intently and said softly: "This is our third dance."

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s pupils suddenly contracted, and electric current passed through his atrium.

    The melodious and sweet music turned into a bright ribbon, fluttering on the dance floor.

    Feng Shizhen felt as if he was jumping in the air. His toes only had time to tap lightly on the floor before he was hugged by Rong Jiashang and spun around again.  The young man's arms were strong and strong, and he could easily hold up her light body.

    Feng Shizhen was a little nervous at first, but then she realized that this man would not let go and let her fall and get hurt.  So she relaxed and gave herself over.  Just like that night when I paid homage to the second young master of the Rong family, I let Rong Jiashang lead me and walked forward in the dark, no matter where I went.

    The melody suddenly rises high, like a bird flapping its wings soaring into the sky.

    Feng Shizhen felt a tightness on his waist, and before he could react, Rong Jiashang took hold of him with both hands and lifted him up.

    She took a sharp breath, her heart was spinning, and her heartbeat almost stopped.

    It was just a blink of an eye, and my feet landed on the ground again.

    Feng Shizhen staggered and fell into Rong Jiashang's arms.  Rong Jiashang hugged her, his solid chest vibrated, and he laughed happily.

    This lifting action was performed by the whole audience, which was very sensational and beautiful.  All the guests around were excited and laughing.

    "Is it fun?" Rong Jiashang asked.

    Feng Shizhen smiled and nodded.

    Rong Jiashang looked at the woman's flushed cheeks: "Sir, I still can't figure it out."

    "What?"

    "That day in New Metropolis, how did you come up with the idea to ask me to dance?"

    "Why are you still struggling with this issue?" Feng Shizhen chuckled.

    "Because I really can't figure it out." Rong Jiashang hugged her and spun around in a circle with the melody, "It's my birthday today, can't you tell me the answer?"

    "Then tell me first, why are you so stubborn in wanting to know the answer?" Feng Shizhen asked, "Am I the first person to ask you to dance?"

    Rong Jiashang thought for a while and said seriously: "Yes."

    "Really?" Feng Shizhen was really surprised, "But it's the first time, and it's just a dance."

    "It's not just a dance." Rong Jiashang shook his head, "I know, that should have other purposes for you."

    Feng Shizhen said meaningfully: "Really want to know?"

    Rong Jiashang looked at her seriously and listened attentively.

    ??The guests twirled to the high melody.  Rong Jiashang was distracted for a moment, let go of his hand, and Feng Shizhen slipped out of his arms and ran away.

    A pair of strong arms supported Feng Shizhen, held her hand, turned her around, and hugged her.

    All the guests also exchanged dance partners.

    "It's my turn." Meng Xu'an nodded slightly toward Rong Jia.

    In just a moment, the joyful crowd separated Feng Shizhen and the others from Rong Jiashang.

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s sluggish consciousness returned to normal in an instant. A chill ran down Feng Shizhen¡¯s spine, as if he had been dragged back from the warm sun into a cold cellar. The smile that had no time to fade was frozen at the corners of his lips.  Her waist was tightly held by the man's strong arms, and she felt uneasy as if she was being held hostage.

    Unlike Rong Jiashang¡¯s deft guidance, Meng Xu¡¯an¡¯s posture was very firm and domineering. He did not allow his female companion to make independent movements and had to obey his command.  On the dance floor, he seemed to be the overlord who controlled everything and could do whatever he wanted.

    Feng Shizhen didn¡¯t like it, but he could only try his best to cooperate and keep up with Meng Xu¡¯an.

    "Smiling so happily, it seems that Rong Jiashang is really a lovable person." Meng Xu'an whispered in Feng Shizhen's ear in a low voice, "Do you really like him that much?"

    "No one would like a person who has a bad face all day long." Feng Shizhen lowered his eyes, "If I don't respond to him, how can he have a heart-to-heart relationship with me?"

    "It seems like the fish is almost hooked." Mengrut.  No one knows Rong Dingkun's fascination with this type of female students better than Yang Xiucheng, who has been following Rong Dingkun.  However, Yu Zhihui is his niece.  He shouldn't be able to

    "Mr. Yang, don't you think Miss Yu is particularly beautiful tonight?" Feng Shizhen said with a smile.

    Yang Xiucheng was confused and subconsciously asked, "What does Miss Feng want to hint at me?"

    Feng Shizhen said innocently: "I think your talents and looks are a perfect match. If I meddle too much, please don't mind, Mr. Yang."

    Yang Xiucheng's expression calmed down: "Miss Feng is so enthusiastic, but I am too worried. Maybe Zhihui and I are not close to each other."

    Feng Shizhen said softly: "I think the most beautiful relationship in the world is that of childhood sweethearts, who are dependent on each other. Fate is actually something that sometimes needs to be maintained artificially. Once you have tried your best, you will never let it go.  Late."

    Yang Xiucheng was stunned and fell into deep thought.

    Feng Shizhen felt that he was shaken, so he stopped talking and said no more.  The two danced in silence for a while, then separated as they changed partners.

    Wu Yunchi smiled and hugged Feng Shizhen: "After waiting for a long time, I can finally dance half a dance with Miss Feng."

    He has never been serious, and Feng Shizhen doesn't care about him.

    ¡°Miss Feng is so beautiful today,¡± Wu Yunchi complimented, ¡°It¡¯s like she¡¯s a different person.¡±

    "No matter how beautiful you are, it only happened one night, and it will change back again in the middle of the night." Feng Shizhen said humbly, "The borrowed skirt always has to be returned."

    Wu Yunchi said: "I think Miss Feng has a Tsinghua temperament and doesn't look like someone who will suffer from poverty forever."

    "Young Master Wu can read faces?" Feng Shizhen teased, "Then I accept your good advice. If I get rich in the future, I will definitely give you a generous gift."

    Wu Yunchi came closer with a smile, "I know what else, Miss Feng, do you want to know?"

    Feng Shizhen smiled sweetly and stepped on Wu Yunchi's shoe.  Wu Yunchi staggered, gritting his teeth to endure the pain, and his body staggered for a while.

    "You are really"

    "Really?" Feng Shizhen's eyes were as sharp as a knife, "You men, you really think we don't know when you talk about women behind their backs?"

    Wu Yunchi looked Feng Shizhen up and down in surprise, and smiled with interest, "No wonder Jiashang is so fascinated by you."

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s face darkened, ¡°Master Wu, please pay attention to your words, and be careful not to get slapped again.¡±

    Wu Yunchi smiled playfully, "If I don't get slapped by a girl, I feel uncomfortable all over. I really don't know when I will be slapped by Miss Feng's beautiful hand."

    Feng Shizhen really doesn¡¯t have much to do with such a scoundrel, and it¡¯s hard to slap him in the face in public.

    It¡¯s not convenient for Feng Shizhen to slap a man, but Yu Zhihui doesn¡¯t have so many scruples.

    After Yu Zhihui and Rong Dingkun separated as they changed dance partners, Meng Xu'an took over.  Meng Xuan has a majestic appearance, wearing an expensive suit, an expensive gold watch, and has a macho aura.  Yu Zhihui's heart was racing like a deer, and she unconsciously showed her most gentle and elegant posture, knowing that men like this.

    But her joy did not last long.  Meng Xu'an looked at her with a smile and asked, "Where did you borrow the young lady's dance skirt?"

    Yu Zhihui felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, and her whole body was cold.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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