Chapter 22, Your Dress Is Beautiful
There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then everyone's eyes fell.
Suddenly becoming the focus, Shao Qing frowned slightly, and then lifted the hem of his skirt slightly and walked towards Fu Nan.
Fu Nanxing is a tycoon in the business world and the center of this banquet, so she can't refute his face.
She didn't take two steps before she heard hurried footsteps behind her, and Shaoya grabbed her arm: "Sister!"
She used a little more force, and her expression was a little anxious.
"Sister, where do you know how to dance? Shaoya gritted her teeth, suppressed the jealousy in her heart, opened her eyes wide, and made a caring and worried look: "If you can't keep up with Mr. Fu's rhythm, you will make a fool of yourself." ”
Shao Wenyuan and Li Qingyu also noticed the situation here.
Li Qingyu followed Shao Ya's side, raised his hand to hold her arm, turned his head and glared at Shao Qing, then turned sideways and smiled helplessly at Fu Nanxing.
"Mr. Fu doesn't know. ”
She shook her head and said, "This is our newly adopted child, she is from the countryside, we didn't bring her to the banquet, but I don't know what's going on, she came by herself-"
Li Qingyu pursed her lips and said apologetically: "She can't dance, otherwise this opening dance will let our family Xiaoya dance with you?"
She raised her hand and gently nudged Shaoya: "She is a professional dancer, and she has won many awards-"
Shaoya took a step forward, lowered her head slightly, and blamed her as if she was shy: "Mom." ”
Fu Nanxing chuckled, his gaze swept over Li Qingyu and Shao Ya, and then fell on Shao Qing's body.
He ignored the two of them, looked at Shao Qing, and asked repeatedly, "Do I have the honor to ask this young lady to dance with me?"
Shao Qing glanced up at Fu Nanxing, and then suddenly chuckled.
She bypassed Li Qingyu and Shao Ya, walked straight to Fu Nanxing, handed her hand over, and smiled at him: "It's an honor." ”
Fu Nanxing held her hand.
He pulled her hand up slightly, bent down a little, lowered his head, and his lips gently fell on the back of Shao Qing's hand.
His lips were a little cold, and he brushed the back of her hand softly, and quickly left.
is a restrained, ceremonial kiss.
Shao Qing didn't expect him to act like this, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but restrained his thoughts.
Fu Nanxing noticed her stiffness for a moment.
He lowered his head slightly, his eyelashes drooped, and his light-colored pupils looked over gently: "I'm sorry, my move just now may have been a little sudden." ”
After he apologized, the corners of his lips curled a little more, and he said politely and politely: "If you want to dance, I need to put my hand on your waist." ”
Shao Qing raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter." ”
The music had already sounded, Fu Nanxing nodded lightly and put his hand on her waist.
The little girl's waist was so thin that he could hold most of it with one hand.
The touch is also very soft, just such a void touch, he can't help but want to be ape.
Fu Nanxing lightly touched the tip of his tongue against his teeth, stopped his thoughts, stepped on the beat of the music, danced half a song with Shao Qing, and then slightly curled his eyelashes.
His gaze swept over the dress on Shao Qing's body, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.
Fu Nanxing chatted casually: "Miss's dress is very beautiful. ”
He complimented: "It is very suitable for the young lady." ”