Feng Hao looked at her and replied cautiously: "She does have good acting skills, but I don't like her!"

Putting down the wine glass, Xia Yucheng touched his somewhat hot cheeks, and then covered his hand on the back of Feng Hao's hand, giving him a reassuring look.

The band in the bar played a very classic American country music "Takemehome, CountryRoad", and the familiar slightly cheerful music drove everyone's enthusiasm.

From time to time, someone pulled their friends and stood up and danced to the music in a small dance floor area in front of the band, which had been specially set aside by the bar.

"Miss Xia, can you dance with me?" Feng Hao's invitation was polite, but the movements of his hands were very resolute.

Before Xia Yucheng could agree, he had already been pulled up from his seat and led onto the dance floor.

My Paradise, West Virginia

There are mountains with turquoise ridges and the Xenadhoo River

Ancient life, older than the forest

But younger than the mountains

Grow as freely as the wind

Country road that takes me home

Back to where I belong

It's West Virginia, Mother Mountain

Country road that takes me home

All my memories revolve around her

……

An elderly male singer sang passionately, Feng Hao's arm was directly wrapped around Xia Yucheng's slender waist, his face was tightly pressed against her, and his body was also tightly attached to her.

The dance floor was lively, Feng Hao's dancing posture was very beautiful, and the movements were also very skillful, Xia Yucheng was almost taken by him to dance. Every turn, twist, and blow of their hand would not keep her body away from her, and his arms and arms were her own dance floor.

Xia Yucheng was drunken and slightly drunk dancing briskly to the music, and when he held her tightly in his arms, she stepped on her tiptoes and whispered in his ear: "In the future, I will only dance with you!"

Indeed, in every way, he is the best dance partner. In her eyes, now, he is the best!

Feng Hao pressed his chin to her forehead and whispered, "Okay! I'll remember that for you!"

"Hey, should you say that you only dance with me?"

"Look at your table xiàn......"

"I'm good, don't you think?" she laughed stupidly, her whole body leaning against him, her steps a little soft.

"Let's see what happens!" Feng Hao finished speaking, and took her waist back to his seat.

"To see the after-effects?" Xia Yucheng sat in his seat, confused, this seems to be a word used for people who have made mistakes.

"Are you drunk?" Windy touched her crimson face with his fingers.

"No, how much have you drunk? How can you get drunk? I'm really happy tonight! I still have to drink......" Xia Yucheng was about to get the wine glass again, but his hand was choked by the wind.

"Don't drink it, drinking too much is not good for your health!"

"It's okay, it's just red wine!" Xia Yucheng's head was already a little dizzy at this time.

Feng Hao looked at her for a while, then let go of his hand: "Drink another small cup!"

"Obey! My lord!" Xia Yucheng took the wine that Feng Hao had poured for her, and asked with a smile, "I always want to know why Zhu Huan and they call you Lord, can you sue me now?"

She watched Feng Hao silently turn the wine glass in her hand, and her eyes were still a handsome face with a touch of joy. Although there is still an afterimage of Leng Yi, he can't see the coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away when he first saw him.

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