Chapter 75

At the beginning, he was very nervous. After less than three seconds of rigidity, he entered the state.

Follow his steps and keep up with the music.

Every move is full of elegant beauty.

It's so amazing that people can't move their eyes.

Yu Yuehan hugs her waist hand, silently tightens it, and looks down at her small face.

She seemed excited, and with the rhythm of the music, the tight corners of her mouth began to smile.

Simple smile, a little naive, like a child.

Just familiar dance steps, but not like the first dance

Maybe even she didn't realize that what he taught her was only the basic dance steps, but what she danced now has gone beyond what he taught her.

Especially in the rotation just now, he didn't even have time to remind her that she had completed it excellently.

He still holds her hand, but somehow there is a kind of illusion that she has been out of control

What is she hiding on purpose, or is she really gifted?

Yu Yuehan's black eyes flashed, leaving all his thoughts behind, clenched her hand and danced with her.

The opening dance of the party was waltz.

A composition, which combines the slow waltz with the Viennese waltz, gradually speeds up from the beginning to the middle part, and requires a high sense of rhythm and coordination between the two people.

From the beginning to the end, Xiaomu has completely changed into another look.

Under Yu Yuehan's leadership, like a dancing elf, he keeps rotating in the center of the stage

Pink and white skirt, flying in the air.

The charming dance attracted a lot of people screaming and clapping.

After dancing, the atmosphere in the banquet hall has exploded.

Everyone put down their glasses, stood up from their seats and clapped warmly.

"Wonderful!"

"Two people tacit agreement is like a person, good aestheticism!"

"I really want to dance with Han Shao..."

“……”

In the center of the stage, Nian Xiaomu's thin body still leans on his arms and his forehead, which makes him sweat.

He still held her hand tightly, and the arm on his waist didn't move.

Both of them breathe a little fast.

The beating of the heart seems to be stronger than usual.

"Young master, am I doing well?" When Nian Xiaomu heard the praise around him, he eased his mind and raised his head happily.

Seeing that his face is not right, he subconsciously wants to step back, but he holds her hand and doesn't let it go.

It's about holding people in your arms.

Black eyes slightly droop, eyes cold and ferocious, staring at her for a moment.

The sharp eyes made her skin stand up.

She jumps badly?

No, everyone is praising them, not so bad.

But how can he look discontented? Should he not be prepared to go back and not give her a bonus?

Then she just jumped so hard, not at a loss?!

"Young master, though Maybe... Maybe... I didn't perform so well, but at least I finished my task. Do I have to be trustworthy... " Young Mu is racking his brains to think about the wording, how to remind him of the bonus euphemistically.

Before he had finished speaking, he put his arm around her and suddenly let go.

Soon, before she could react, she turned and left.

"Young master..."

Leave your partner on the stage and go, your gentlemanly demeanor!

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Year small Mu is carrying skirt to put, hurriedly chased up.