Wen Shiyu looked at Song Yixi: "Woman, can you dance?" ”

Song Yixi was stunned for a moment, and slowly shook his head when he heard the words: "No." "Her previous living environment meant that she didn't have the opportunity to study at all.

He frowned.

Song Yixi pursed her lips, and gradually felt embarrassed in this quiet air.

In fact, there is a big gap between her and Wen Shiyu, and his exquisiteness and nobility are engraved in his bones, which is completely different from her.

"Brother Shiyu, don't embarrass Miss Song, let's go dance together." Ouyang Anran said thoughtfully.

Song Yixi raised her head and looked at Ouyang Anran's contemptuous gaze as a matter of course, and the tip of her heart couldn't help but stab slightly.

She had seen this kind of gaze many times, and it was all too familiar.

Her throat was slightly dry, she looked away, and whispered to Wen Shiyu, who was silent on the side, "You go." ”

The man looked up at her.

His gaze fell on Song Yixi's face, and then slowly slid from her face to her fingers curled up gently due to restraint.

Her fingers were thin and white, and her wrists were tied with the silver bracelet he had given her.

After a few seconds, Wen Shiyu withdrew his gaze and stood up.

He has a straight figure, and a noble suit sets off him with a cold and unattainable extravagance.

Ouyang Anran hurriedly walked over, and the two stood together, like a pair of matching people.

Song Yixi's heart was slightly empty when he stood up.

Seeing this scene, Wu Sen, who was standing on the side, opened his mouth and looked at Song Yixi with pity.

"Let's go, Brother Timedomain!" Ouyang Anran happily went to grab Wen Shiyu's arm.

However, at this moment, Wen Shiyu bowed his head and made a gentlemanly salute to Song Yixi, and politely invited her: "Can I invite you to dance?" After a pause, he chuckled and said, "Hypocritical but beautiful Miss Song Yixi? ”

The man's serious voice was low and sexy, and it was very magnetic, and it hit her eardrum lightly and heavily, and in an instant, it seemed that there was a hot fire exploding in Song Yixi's heart, her face was so red that she was about to drip blood, and she was so nervous that her fingertips were trembling slightly when she met the man's serious and dark gaze, "But I...... Won't ......"

His voice was lowered and gentle, and he said unquestioningly, "I can teach you." ”

On the side, Ouyang Anran's face instantly became distorted, she looked at this scene in disbelief, and stretched out her hand to pull him: "Brother Shiyu ......"

Wu Sen quietly stepped forward and blocked her outstretched hand.

Ahead, Wen Shiyu waited patiently for Song Yixi, until the woman put her hand into his palm nervously.

He held her gently and led her to the dance floor.

Ouyang Anran bit his lip and was about to chase after him.

Wu Sen said expressionlessly: "Miss Ouyang, can you bear the consequences of angering the young master?" ”

Her figure suddenly froze, and her face turned slightly pale.

"Enough is enough."

After the warning, Woodson left her side.

There were pairs of dancing men and women gathered on the dance floor, Song Yixi didn't know where to put his hand, and lowered his voice, "Wen Shiyu, I really can't." ”

Wen Shiyu glanced at her: "Woman, your heartbeat is so noisy now, I can hear it from a distance of eight hundred meters." ”

“……”

He snorted smugly: "Is it so heart-warming for me?" ”

"I didn't!"

He didn't believe it, put her hand on his shoulder, held her other hand, looked at her red ears, and suddenly said, "Song Yixi." ”

The first time he called her name like this, Song Yixi couldn't help but raise his head.