Gloria stood on the top of the staircase, watching the commotion and cheers of the crowd below, a little excited and a little nervous.

Then, her eyes found McGonagall in the crowd.

It was like a ship adrift in the wind and rain suddenly found a lighthouse in the darkness, and the nervous heart suddenly settled down.

With a relaxed smile on her face, she raised her chin slightly, grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands, and walked down gracefully and calmly.

"This ...... This...... No way! Cyril looked at Gloria who walked down with some difficulty, when did the little girl who had to wear a hood every time she eat, huddle in the corner without saying a word, become such a confident woman.

Moreover, at such a moment, the calmness he showed made him faintly see another Hill.

The opponent who was originally just a joke suddenly became a person who could choke his fate, and this sudden sense of urgency made him a little difficult to accept for a while.

"If the dress was from her own clothing store, it would have been an interesting opponent and I couldn't help but want to make a red one." Hill looked at Gloria with a smile on his face, but his eyes seemed to be staring at his prey and opponent.

"It's my sister!" Mikey exclaimed excitedly, waving her hands at Gloria.

"It's really her, our daughter." Debra's face also showed a look of surprise, looking at the smile on Gloria's face, her eyes turned red at once, and she covered her mouth, not knowing whether she was laughing or crying.

"Okay, the kids are laughing, why are you crying?" Lance reached out and gently put his arm around her shoulder, hugged her in his arms, and said with a smile, but his eyes were a little red for some reason.

There was a rare hint of a smile on Jeffrey's old-fashioned face, though it quickly faded away.

"President, this is Professor Lance's daughter?" Michael asked with a smile looking at Jeffrey.

"Yes, it made the city lord smile." Jeffrey nodded slightly.

"Professor Billance is much better-looking, like her wife, maybe she will be the next Hill." Michael said with a smile.

"Compared with the little girl in the Buffett family, it's still far behind." Jeffrey shook his head.

"If you want me to say, sometimes you should learn from Ian's old man, look at her, now every day fishing, walking birds as a shopkeeper, how leisurely, are you going to do it until death?" Michael looked at Jeffrey and said with a smile.

"You can also see that my son is not very useful now, and if I retreat, Morton will fall." Jeffrey shook his head, his expression not changing much.

Michael only smiled when he heard this, but didn't say anything more.

All eyes were on Gloria, and the women were eager to know where to buy such beautiful clothes, while the men were reluctant to take their eyes off such a beautiful man.

As Gloria walked into the ballroom, the dance music sounded, and everyone wondered whose dance partner she would be tonight.

The men arranged their clothes to make themselves look as gentlemanly as possible, and then sent invitations to Gloria, but she smiled and declined, including the son of the deputy lord of the city, and Elaine, the son of the ambassador from Luodu.

"Mr. McGonagall, may I ask you to do a dance?"

Gloria came up to McGonagall and smiled, her hand gripping the hem of her dress trembling slightly.

"Oh! How can it be! Miss Gloria took the initiative to invite the man to dance! ”

"Oh my God! Who the hell is this man? Could it be that he is the prince of the Los Empire? ”

"This man's luck is so good that people are jealous!"

"Is there anything special about this man besides being good-looking?"

The crowd was in a complete commotion, the men were envious and jealous, and the women began to think about deeper issues.

"I can't dance." McGonagall touched his nose a little embarrassed, he could do ballroom dancing in modern times, but how to dance ballroom dancing in this world, he really didn't know, and Alex didn't have it in his memory.

The men breathed a sigh of relief.

"I can teach you." Gloria looked at McGonagall and said, a blush rising across her face.

"Come on, Father." Amy clenched her little fist and encouraged her.

"I'll watch Amy." Luna smiled and said to McGonagall, nodding slightly at Gloria, and taking Amy's hand as she turned around, feeling a little lost inexplicably.

"This man is a big obstacle, do you want to get rid of it?" Camila hugged the black cat and frowned as she watched McGonagall's back.

"Then please." McGonagall smiled and held out her right hand to Gloria.

Ballroom dancing is a must-have skill in high society, and since there is such a beautiful girl willing to teach him, there is naturally no reason to refuse.

He likes the way men look at him upset, but they can't get rid of him.

Gloria looked at the hand with its slender fingers, hesitated, and reached out her left hand, gently taking McGonagall's hand.

It was a big warm hand, like a stove, the fiery temperature made her face redder, she took a step forward, lowered her head slightly, and said softly: "Please put your hand on my back." ”

"Okay." McGonagall's expression was gentle and calm, not fluttering from the suckles she was holding, and she put her fingers together and gently placed them on Gloria's vest, but she didn't actually touch her back, but about an inch away.

Gloria glanced up at McGonagall in surprise, and while praising McGonagall's gentlemanly behavior, she also felt a little lonely.

Melodious and soothing dance music as guests dance on the dance floor.

Gloria guided McGonagall, starting with the most basic dance steps, slowly starting to keep up with the beat, and it didn't take long for her to be able to keep up with the beat of the music, dancing softly.

"There are still a lot of similarities with modern ballroom dancing, but there are a few basic dance steps that are a little different, and after learning it, there is no difficulty at all." McGonagall sighed in her heart, from being taken by Gloria to flying with Gloria, it only took ten minutes.

Feeling the envious or murderous gazes around her, McGonagall danced more and more cheerfully.

At the end of a dance song, Gloria gasped slightly, looked at McGonagall in disbelief, and said, "Mr. McGonagall, have you really never danced?" ”

The others looked at McGonagall with disbelieving expressions, and they all decided that McGonagall was deliberately trying to take advantage of Gloria.

"It's the first time I've jumped, maybe it's talent." McGonagall shrugged.

"Shameless!"

One word skipped in everyone's hearts at the same time.

"You're a genius." Gloria looked at McGonagall with adoration.

Now, McGonagall was a little weak-hearted.

"You're Mr. McGonagall from McMille's Restaurant, aren't you? I wonder if I can have a culinary duel with you? ”

At that moment, a voice rang out from behind McGonagall.

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