Rong Yu took Fu Nuan's hand to the center of the dance floor, staring at his wife in front of him with a smile.
"Mrs. Rong, can you dance with your husband for a good face?"
"Can I say no?"
Fu Nuan's lips curled up with a small smile, whispering in a volume that only two people could hear.
"you try."
Fu Nuan smiled, kept silent, and nodded slowly.
If she really dared to say no, she would have offended Professor Rong tonight.
When the music sounded, it was a very classic dance music, and Fu Nuan's favorite was this one.
Although she usually doesn't like lively occasions and rarely dances, this song has a special meaning to her.
Rong Yu hugged her waist, the two danced on the dance floor, and everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.
Who said that Fu Nuan was so mediocre and not worthy of tolerance
Who said that only Ye Qingxuan would match him
At this time, everyone present had to sigh with emotion: the perfect match.
Fu Nuan's graceful posture is even more exquisite and elegant under the background of this dance skirt, and the dance steps are light. Following the guidance of Rong Yu, the two cooperated in an extremely tacit understanding.
For the audience, this is simply a visual enjoyment, such as the gifted and beautiful ladies.
Rong Yu's big palm was on her waist, suddenly tightening, letting her stick to herself, the two were almost "close together."
"What are you doing?"
Fu Nuan whispered angrily: "There is no way to dance so close."
The man curled his lips and bit in her ear.
"Just wanted to push me to her, huh?"
"No... No!"
Fu Nuan denied that, facing his eagle-like gaze, he still looked down at his toes with some guilty conscience.
"Don't dare to look at me, guilty?"
"Then... People have taken the initiative, what can I have..."
Before she could finish her words, the man leaned over, grabbed her lips, and sealed it with a kiss.
Fu Nuan was stunned for two seconds, his brain was blank, and there was no other sound in the air except the sound of music.
Everyone in the audience was shocked by this sudden scene, and there was no sound.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... Then a fierce scream erupted.
OMG! It's so amazing! It is too sweet! Too much love!
Everyone took out their phones one after another and snapped at the two.
Unexpectedly, not only can you see such a beautiful dance, but also have additional "benefits". This dog food is really full and delicious!
An Zhu smiled at his aunt, leaning in Lian Jiang's arms, feeling that the whole world was blowing pink bubbles.
"Husband, Professor Rong and Teacher Fu are simply too sweet, oooooo..."
"Aren't we sweet?"
Lian Jiang smiled softly and touched her cheek.
"Then you have to try to find out."
"How to try?"
"What do you say?"
An Zhu moved his finger towards Lian Jiang and motioned him to squat down a bit.
Lian Jiang Yihui approached her cheek cooperatively and gave a quick kiss on the lips.
"Is it sweet?"
An Zhu just pretended to be calm, this time he couldn't stretch himself completely, and he laughed out loud.
"It's too fast to taste it."
Lian Jiang was a little embarrassed by her talk, his face flushed slightly.
An Zhu couldn't help being funny. When he chased her back then, why didn't she find that his face was so thin
While the two were playing around, An Zhu noticed Ye Qingxuan. From the moment she returned to her position, her mood didn't seem too high.
But think about it, Professor Rong didn't give much face, and made Professor Ye a little embarrassed for the sake of Teacher Fu.
Ye Qingxuan, who is like the proud woman of heaven, took the initiative to attack and was rejected, and still in front of so many people, it must be uncomfortable in his heart.
"Professor Ye, are you okay?"
An Zhu walked to her and asked with concern.
Ye Qingxuan didn't reply, as if she hadn't heard anything at all.
"Professor Ye, Professor Rong may be a little bit ignorant of your feelings, but after all, Teacher Fu is his wife... and your legs are not completely healed. Your body is important."
Seeing that Ye Qingxuan still didn't respond, An Zhu offered: "If you really want to dance, let Lian Jiang dance with you. But are your legs really okay?"
Ye Qingxuan finally had a reaction when she mentioned her legs. She slowly raised her head to look at An Zhu, her eyes trembling for no reason.
What a cold look!
Such Ye Qingxuan was very unfamiliar to An Zhu, it was so cold that she would freeze her for almost a few miles.
Does she really care about dancing so much
"Professor Ye..."
"No need."
Ye Qingxuan slowly opened her lips, the words that opened and closed her lips were extremely indifferent, without any emotion.
After speaking, she got up and left the meeting.
Looking at her leaving back, Anzhu scratched his head in confusion, puzzled.
Even if you are refuted, you won't be so angry, right? What's more, Rong Yu gave her a step in front of everyone, saying that she had injuries on her leg, and she could avoid all kinds of gossip...
Today's Ye Qingxuan is really strange, it's so different and abnormal in the weekdays!
Anzhu shook his head to his own discretion, cares about him, doesn't want to think about it, and cherish the happy time now.
So she pulled Lian Jiang and joined the others on the dance floor.
After a dance party was over, everyone knew that Mrs. Rong was Professor Rong’s apex. Since then, if someone pulls CP or two people are unworthy, the CP fan club will offer to kiss and beat those people. s face.
As a result, the hot topic list of the school forum was once again occupied by Rong and Fu Nuan.
…
The wedding of Chen Yinyin and Feng Zhuo is going on in full swing.
Regarding this wedding, she has basically given up struggling completely.
Anyway, no matter what she said, Feng Zhuo could only "no, no, no" to veto Sanlian!
"Go out with me and take pictures."
The man opened the door, looking condescendingly, leaning on the door and staring at her with his hands in his arms.
Chen Yinyin looked inexplicable, and asked nonchalantly, "What kind of pictures?"
"Wedding photo. Don't you think you don't need this for marriage?"
"Why use it?"
Chen Yinyin asked back and whispered: "It's not really married anyway. Doesn't it matter?"
Feng Zhuo had a black face and said with a serious face: "We Feng Jia will not bully you like this. If we promise to give you a grand wedding, then we will definitely give it. This is not only your glory, but also the face of our Feng Jia."
Chen Yinyin curled her lips, she would rather not have such glory, whoever wants to go! She just wants a person who truly loves each other to live together.
But looking at it now, at least one has to wait for a year, and there is a little guy in the belly, I'm afraid her wish will not be so easy to come true.
"Hurry up, the time is coming."
Seeing his indomitable appearance, Chen Yinyin was so angry that she couldn't fight.
Don't you let her participate in anything? If you have the ability to take wedding photos, you can also take it by yourself!
Thinking that way, she changed her clothes and went out with Feng Zhuo, but she seemed extremely reluctant, and this state continued until the studio.
…
The photographer wiped the sweat from his head, looking helpless but not easy to attack.
After all, there is a big "Gold Master Dad" in front of him, and he can't offend him.
However... This is already the nth time this modeling has been shot. Three hours have been spent on the same modeling, and there is no one available.
He squeezed out a reluctant smile and reminded: "Be closer to the bride and groom, and the bride smiles. Let's take a wedding photo, not a divorce photo. Be happy."
Chen Yinyin whispered after hearing the words: "How troublesome, I will have to remake it in a year, it's really..."
"what?"
Feng Zhuo narrowed his pupils slightly, revealing a dangerous light, and the hand that clasped her waist tightened, pulling her closer to him...