For several nights, Ning Xi was awakened by a nightmare, and the dream was full of images of Mo Yichen smashing the piano. That night, she was scared and panicked.

"Yichen, I held a ball, do you want to come?"

Yuan Yu didn't have much hope originally, but just said it as a good brother.

Of course, he would never have gone before, but now it should be fun.

"Go, come out with me." Mo Ning was just about to go downstairs to drink water when Mo Yichen pulled him outside and into the car.

"Where are you taking me?"

"As my pet, that's not for you to ask."

Mo Ning's heart seemed to hurt again, why did she always hurt like this.

Mo Ning is taken by her to a lavish dress shop.

"Give her a good dress for me."

Mo Yichen commanded. The waiter immediately pulled Mo Ning over.

Hair, ear beads...... One by one, it was changed to Mo Ning's body.

When Mo Ning was pushed out by the waiter, Mo Yichen's eyes seemed to kill her, and Mo Ning was stared at by him and her scalp was numb.

"Come with me to the prom."

After getting into the car, Mo Yichen told her the reason, but Mo Ning didn't say anything.

"Welcome"

Mo Yichen and Mo Ning stepped into the dance scene and instantly became the focus.

If they hadn't held hands, there would have been a lot of people coming up to talk to them.

"The prom is about to begin, your dance partner." Yuan Yu asked.

Mo Yichen did not answer.

"Okay, everyone, today's ball has officially begun, ladies and gentlemen, please bring your dance partners and get ready." The host's voice sounded, the audience was silent, and the music sounded at this moment.

Mo Yichen pulled Mo Ning into the crowd.

"I won't." Mo Ning was a little repulsed, and a little annoyed that Mo Yichen pulled her onto the dance floor without her consent.

"Hmph, do you want to resist if the piano is destroyed?" Mo Yichen sneered.

"I didn't." Grievances poured into Mo Ning's heart, how could Mo Yichen say that, she had never done anything.

"Look at me." Mo Yichen ordered, "You should learn how to be a good pet." ”

Mo Ning raised her head and looked deeply into Mo Yichen's eyes, such deep eyes were like a pool of deep water, a pool of cold water, as if she was about to freeze her whole body. Yes, she is a mistress, this realization stung her deeply again, she knew, she didn't need Mo Yichen to keep reminding her.

Without a choice, Mo Ning bit her lip lightly, and followed Mo Yichen's pace in a panic and hard, swinging her body a little stiffly. Slowly, the body begins to relax gradually.

"Raise your head." Mo Yichen said: "Dance to the rhythm of the music. ”