"Prom? Can a cripple like me, who can't dance, participate? Tang Huan asked with interest.

Ning Yuan didn't know why, and when she heard her use the word lame to describe herself, she felt an inexplicable sadness.

Although this wicked woman is both bearish and fierce, and she is angry when she speaks, she is also a girl after all.

In such a calm and comfortable tone, he said that he was a cripple, and he didn't know how to do it. You must know how many manly husbands in this world have collapsed after suffering setbacks.

"Of course you can't dance, but you can watch from the sidelines. After all, not all of the people who go to participate can dance. "After all, there are a small number of people who can dance in the West nowadays, and the vast majority of people just use the name of the banquet to see the excitement.

Tang Huan was so happy that he flew up.

The charm of the Republic of China, the fragrance of clothes and sideburns.

She really hadn't participated in this kind of dance party during the Republic of China before, and it would be a good thing if she could see it.

……

"Young Master, this invitation says that you are invited to participate with the young lady, do you need to tell the young lady?"

Huo Cheng swept over with a cold eye.

The little guy suddenly shut up.

The young master doesn't know if it's a setback in the business field these days, and he seems to be a lot short-tempered.

"Tell her what to do, can a cripple still dance?"

Huo Cheng didn't know if he was talking to himself, or how.

He's working hard in the business, and she's almost cuckolding him all the time!

Really, not keeping women's morals!

Every time he thinks of Tang Huan, Huo Sanshao is simply full of fire.

So at this moment, what Huo Cheng didn't know was that he was already feeling angry now, but he didn't know that soon after, there would be something that made him even more depressed!

……

On the night of the prom.

Before Huo Cheng set off, he went to Tang Huan's courtyard.

He was also holding a set of Western skirts in his hand, and his expression was extremely unnatural.

After thinking about it, he still felt that he should bring that woman with him.

After all, the organizer of this dance party is a friend of the fourth aunt in the business field, and many of the people who went to participate were people who were too familiar with the fourth aunt.

Xi Jinhuan's name is written on the invitation, if she is not brought, it seems a little inappropriate if it reaches the ears of the fourth aunt at that time.

Huo Cheng held a skirt in his hand and lingered at the gate of the courtyard for a long time.

I thought hard in my heart, if he took the initiative to bring his skirt to the door, would the woman think that he was taking the initiative to show favor? This time, it was clear that she didn't abide by women's morals, but she didn't even realize it herself!

Originally, I thought that I would snub her during this time and give her a lesson, but now if I take the initiative to find her, can this lesson still be considered a lesson?

"Yo, uncle, why are you standing outside the courtyard and not going in?"

Qingxing earned money and wanted to go out of the yard to do something, but she bumped into Huo Cheng.

Huo Cheng was a little irritable in his heart: ......

Why is it that every time this loud-voiced maid bumps into him at the gate of the courtyard or the door of the house?

"Is my uncle here to find my young lady?" Qing Xing asked curiously.

Huo Cheng grimaced and nodded.

"Oh, that's not a coincidence, my young lady is out."

Huo Cheng's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"She has leg problems, why do she go out at night? And you maids haven't even been with you, how are you doing? Huo Cheng's voice carried a little intimidation.