Gu Liusha couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he saw Luo Qingchen and Mu Huanian communicating with each other.
He seemed to have forgotten the rules of the game and his CP Xia Qingge.
There was only one thought in his mind, that he would definitely hold the hands he had held for four years immediately.
A minute later, the assistant helped them put on the blindfold and put them into the crowd.
This is a grand bonfire party, so there are more than a dozen extra performers in the crowd to make the dinner more interesting.
The moment the music started playing, Luo Qingchen felt like she was thrown into a group of singing and dancing performers.
"Okay, Action." Thirty seconds later, the director's voice rang in his ears.
She wanted to move, but what Mu Huanian said to her flashed in her mind.
I don’t know if what he said is true or false.
But what she didn't expect was that seven seconds later, a pair of cold hands firmly grasped her right hand and gently pulled her to the right.
At this moment, another slightly hot palm held her left hand.
This temperature has a familiar feeling, as if they have been holding each other tightly for a long time.
The person holding her left hand pulled her to the side with great strength. The person holding his right hand was slightly startled, and finally let go of his hand under the strong pull of the other party.
The waltz is different from other dances. When the music reaches its climax, one of the man's hands will only gently touch the woman's fingertips. When the woman hears the singing, she spins clockwise in place, which is the most beautiful cooperation.
The moment the waltz music sounded in his ears, Mu Huanian frowned. He pulled Xia Qingge behind him and waited for the opportunity to come.
When the climax of the music sounded and the woman was spinning on the spot with one hand, he gently pushed Xia Qingge in the direction of Gu Liusha, and then accurately held the hand of Luo Qingchen who was spinning. His right hand was firmly around her waist, and a proud smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Miss Luo, you enjoyed the first half of the waltz just now." He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.
He didn't know why he was angry, but the possessiveness that came out of nowhere was eroding his heart inch by inch.
"Mr. Mu, are you jealous?" Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and smiled, whispering next to his ear: "Who told you to let go of my hand."
In fact, she knew why he let go, she just suddenly wanted to hear him say it himself.
She really wanted to hear the love words of a sultry, arrogant and pretentious man.
For example: I'm not afraid of hurting you.
Or: No matter how he robs you, you will be in my hands in the end.
Instantly, her mind began to wander.
However, the reality is -
"You're too heavy, I can't pull it." The next second, Mu Huanian almost blurted out, giving her what he called 'love words'.
OK, you win! Baby, it’s time to bow down to Fengxing!
"Hahaha -" Luo Qingchen forced himself to laugh twice, then gently dropped it, standing on Mu Huanian's feet and squinted his eyes: "It's not very heavy! You can bear my weight." , you can dance very well like a waltz!"
Mu Huanian's expression did not change at all. It seemed that the moment she fell on his shoes, she had no weight at all.
The music of the waltz reached its final climax. Mu Hua young gently pulled her wrist up and entered the spinning dance step. Unexpectedly, her hand shrank.
His brows furrowed slightly, and a look of worry flashed under his sword-shaped brows—
Is she injured? (To be continued)