Rong Junlie's eyes were pulled by a petite figure, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, he said lightly, "No need to arrange, my dance partner is here......"

Not long after the words fell, Luo Yan stood in front of him.

was finally found by her, when she met his deep eyes, although it was still so familiar, but the cold arrogance in his eyes still made Luo Yan not allow much thought, pretending not to know her, or really not remembering, she just wanted to do this one thing well.

Hiding the feeling of a faster heartbeat in her heart, Luo Yan stood in front of Rong Junlie, hooked her lips and smiled, "Mr. Rong, I don't know if I have this honor, I can ask you to dance!" ”

Rong Junlie raised his eyebrows, looked at her, didn't say yes, didn't refuse, but the corners of his mouth hooked a touch of complexity.

"Drink it!"

He bowed his head, poured a large glass of wine and handed it over, the ambiguous scarlet wine swaying lightly in the goblet, filling the rich aroma of wine.

At the moment when he lowered his head and poured the wine, Luo Yan didn't fail to see clearly what the name of the wine in front of him was, but what she never expected was that he poured a large glass of wine and handed it to himself.

"Mr. Rong......"

"Drink it and talk about it!" Rong Junlie's expression did not loosen at all, even the initial smile disappeared, and he just looked at the woman in front of him aggressively.

His falcon-like sharp eyes, sure enough, there was nothing to hide from him, Luo Yan stretched out her hand, her fingers trembled a little and took the wine glass he handed over, looking at the scarlet wine industry rippling inside, she frowned slightly, then lowered her head, and poured the red wine in the glass into her throat.

After drinking a large glass of red wine, Luo Yan's body shook a little, but she still stabilized.

The wine glass was turned upside down, Luo Yan hooked the corners of her lips charmingly, and her clear eyes flashed with a breathtaking ripple, "Mr. Rong, there is not a drop left!" ”

"Good!" Rong Junlie immediately stood up, and his tall body approached her.

He removed the glass from her glass and set it aside, and then, under the curious gazes of many people around him, he squeezed her small hand.

The moment it just touched his palm, Luo Yan's hand shrank slightly in shock, but he caught up and grabbed it and pinched it in his palm.

"Don't you want to invite me to dance?"

Rong Junlie lowered her head and fell her reddened look into the light of her eyes, Luo Yan raised her head, her moist eyes were red and delicate, she opened slightly, and then nodded.

When Rong Junlie took her hand and slowly walked into the dance floor, the lights around her suddenly became dark, leaving only a warm orange light projected from the ceiling in the corner and landing in the center of the dance floor, enveloping the two of them in it.

This man's breath is still so familiar, and even the temperature of his palm has never changed.

Luo Yan's mind shook slightly, and her dance steps became sluggish.

"I didn't expect you to still not give up?"

Leaning on her ear, Rong Junlie's words did not overflow with any emotion.

He knew that there was no need to question it, Luo Yan raised his head, her eyes fell on his face, and when she met his eyes, she smiled gently, "Since Mr. Rong knows Lu Dao, I don't know if Lu Dao can give Zhiyuan another chance?" ”

"Opportunity?"

Rong Junlie bit these two words, and his dance steps were still elegant and skillful, but it was Luo Yan, who followed his dance steps without the initial calmness and became a little messy.