The man in front of him has a kind of elegance, but his elegance is not at all out of place with the military uniform he is wearing.
"Can I ask you to dance? Charming young lady!?"
His voice was also very deep and mellow, like red wine that had been stored for a long time.
"I'm sitting here, can you see me?"
At this time, Yu Qingming came back to his senses. He was already huddled here. Can he still feel his own
Is it his outstanding style
Is it because I am a firefly in the dark? Unconsciously, the light all over his body was emitted.
"Because I was forced here by a group of women, and then I saw you!"
He smiled, with little stars in his eyes.
"Hello, my name is Feng Mohan."
He smiled and stretched out his hand to Yu Qingqing.
"My name is Yu Qingming."
Out of politeness, Yu Qingqing also extended his hand, and the two held their hands together.
After his hand was held, he didn't even let go.
Yu Qingqing was just about to use his skill to pull out his hand, when bursts of applause came from the distance.
The dance has officially begun.
"Now let our young marshal dance with Miss Zhao to kick off this dance."
Liu Fusheng stood in the middle of the dance floor and said loudly.
After Liu Fusheng said these words, everyone around him applauded together.
Yu Qingqing's eyes narrowed, "Holy shit, I didn't notice for a while, and I was already about to dance with him."
Damn it, do you want this
I had already tried my best to get Zhang Dingtian to love me, but why did he find himself in this situation again when he met Zhao Yundi.
Unconsciously, Yu Qingming's hand clenched tightly.
It's just that her hand is still held in Feng Mohan's palm.
"What’s wrong with you!"
At this time, Zhang Dingtian and Zhao Yundi were dancing together.
Seeing that Yu Qingming's expression seemed a little strange, Feng Mohan asked aloud.
"Uh...it's okay!"
Yu Qingming used his strength to free his hand from his palm.
Her eyes, like those around her, were fixed on the pair in the center of the field.
The two of them were still dancing together.
Zhao Yundi was wearing a moon-white cheongsam today, with pearls on the collar.
She is very beautiful, and the white cheongsam she is wearing makes her look even more slender.
There is no body fat.
Yu Qingqing couldn't help but comment, but sometimes, men just like this kind of woman.
Especially men with macho chauvinism, the more they like this kind of little woman, maybe they feel a sense of conquest, or they have a desire to protect.
"Wait... shall we dance!?"
Feng Mohan avoided the glances from one side and sat on the sofa on the other side where Yu Qingqing was sitting.
"OK!"
Yu Qingying stopped looking at them at this time and sat beside Feng Mohan.
At this time, the waiter passed by them and the two of them ordered another glass of wine.
"Ding-"
The glasses clinked together.
Yu Qingying drank a glass of wine. She didn't know whether it was because of anger or the drink. A strange blush quickly appeared on her face.
Feng Mohan looked at Yu Qingqing in front of him, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
(End of chapter)