Chapter 2235: Miss's birthday party 3
The host smiled and said: "Next, before cutting the birthday cake, our birthday star, Miss Ling Xuejiu, needs to do one more thing, and that is to invite a male companion to perform an opening dance for our birthday party tonight. I don’t know who this honor will fall on, let us warmly welcome.” As his voice fell, the lights in the banquet hall dimmed, only a beam of light fell on Ling Xueji, making her the favorite of everyone. focus. Ling Xuejiu glanced at everyone, and every man she came into contact with was full of anticipation. However, Ling Xuejiu didn't make a choice between them, and after turning his eyes around, he finally landed on Leng Xuan.
Feeling Ling Xuejiu's gaze, Leng Xuan's heart suddenly became tense. He secretly complained inwardly. He remembered that there was no dance arrangement in the host's banquet process, right? Was it a temporary arrangement? He glanced at Ling Ao out of the corner of his eye, and saw a smile on the corner of the other's lips as if a conspiracy had succeeded. He couldn't help laughing, it seemed that he did not guess wrong, all this was arranged by Ling Ao. At this moment, Ling Xuejiu stepped gently and walked towards Leng Xuan. As Ling Xuejiu approached, Leng Xuan began to sweat unconsciously on his forehead. If he were surrounded by so many enemies, he would definitely not be nervous or afraid, but at this moment, he couldn't help but panic. Li Mengjie, who was beside him, seemed to see Leng Xuan's discomfort, and could not help laughing in his ear: "Leng Da bodyguard, are you nervous too? Would you like me to rub your shoulders for you and relax?"
Leng Xuan glanced at her angrily. The little girl was obviously watching her joke. He snorted twice and didn't speak. At this moment, Ling Xuejiu had already walked in front of him, and another beam of light quickly fell on him. For a while, there was only a sighing sound from the surroundings, obviously those young handsome men were disappointed because Ling Xuejiu did not choose him. Looking at Ling Xuejiu's hand that stretched out to him, Leng Xuan hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and gently held that delicate right hand. Seemingly feeling the sweat on Leng Xuan's palm, Ling Xuejiu smiled and said softly, "Don't be nervous." After saying that, she took Leng Xuan and walked towards the center of the dance floor in the banquet hall.
And at this moment, soothing and tender music came from the speakers in the hall. Leng Xuan held Ling Xuejiu's waist with one hand and swayed gently to the rhythm of the music. Feeling the softness of Ling Xuejiu's skin, Leng Xuan's heart was a little hot. This kind of skin-to-skin touch reminded him of the last time he massaged Ling Xueji's naked body. And Ling Xuejiu didn't know if he thought of it together, and his face became a little crimson. Fortunately, under the colorful and dark lights, it was not so conspicuous. Following Ling Xuejiu's pace, Leng Xuan's body gradually relaxed, and his dance steps became much smoother.
Ling Xuejiu couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "I can't tell, you dance pretty well." Leng Xuan gave a wry smile and shook his head: "To be honest, this kind of thing is not suitable for me, if possible, I would I’d rather sit down and be an audience.” Hearing this, Ling Xuejiu couldn’t help but said angrily, “Don’t you want to dance with me?” Leng Xuan said helplessly, “I’m not willing, this is not talking to me. Do you dance? The main reason is that you didn't notify me in advance, and I'm not prepared at all. What if I make a fool of myself?"