There is a man who doesn't care about her background, doesn't care that he once spent money to buy her, doesn't care that she likes Lin Jinrong, he doesn't care that she has nothing, he wants her!

The heart is about to jump out!

But every heartbeat is announcing—

She wants him too!

I want to be with him, I want to possess him, I want to live my life in the future, every minute, every second is his.

In his eyes, there was a touch of heat, quietly.

She stretched out her hand towards him, her white fingertips touched his warm palm, Tang Yu pulled her onto the stage with a slight force, and then hugged her waist, and her voice sounded hoarsely in her ear, "Qiqi, can you dance?" ”

"You didn't say it sooner!" She leaned on his shoulder, her little hands on his shoulders, and looked up at him with her little face.

She was as fresh as a lily, and she couldn't have been more suitable for him.

is also a little enviable, Zhao Ke is very beautiful, but compared with Pei Qiqi, there are about ten Shen Lian in the middle!

Pei Qiqi laughed softly as he spoke, and stepped on Tang Yu with his feet in high heels-

"I'm sorry!" She smiled mischievously and stuck out her little tongue.

He snorted, "Can't jump?" ”

"Yes!" Pei Qiqi is angry and doesn't pay for his life!

Tang Yu stared at her eyes, unable to believe that he was being ...... by his little friend Played it.

And Zhao Ke stood aside, full of unwillingness.

"Zhiyuan, you see, she doesn't even know basic social dancing, and she stepped on Tang Yu, if she marries Tang Yu, she will become the laughing stock of high society!"

Tang Zhiyuan seemed less distracted, he hummed vaguely, and then continued: "I watched her dance very well!" ”

How can it be?

Zhao Ke sneered, looked over, and then froze.

Pei Qiqi and Tang Yu are dancing a British tune at the moment, the kind of lazy dancing, aristocratic demeanor, and every spin, she has a good grasp of it, especially her dress at this time, which is obviously more suitable for dancing - the previous skirt was too long.

She is like a lily blooming in Tang Yu's hands, as if she can bring out a touch of freshness.

Just tonight, the throne of the first beauty in Zhao Ke City changed hands for the first time in more than 20 years.

The next day, all major mainstream media reported on the situation that night, and the reporters couldn't get in and go, and there were drones......

That dancing video was beautifully filmed...... Because that's what love looks like!

At the end of the song, Tang Yu kissed her in front of everyone, which was a kind of announcement.

Pei Qiqi is his, he is the wife he will marry in the future, his identity is there, especially in public, it is impossible to be intimate with a woman casually.

Shen Lian's face was gloomy, but she still forcibly tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled faintly......

At the end of the birthday party, Tang Zhiyuan kept Tang Yu, although his son was not close to him, but today's affairs, as well as his son's lifelong events, he felt that he still had to ask.

In the study, Tang Zhiyuan and Tang Yu sat on both sides of the sofa, and the maid immediately withdrew after bringing the sobering tea.

"It's decided?" Tang Zhiyuan's fingers lightly tapped on the armrest on the side a few times.

Tang Yu took the sobering tea and took a sip, because the color of the water made his lips more moist, so he also had a little more sense of surname......

He put down his glass and smiled, "Yes! When we graduate, we will get married. ”

"But she recently took over Pei's! Tang Yu, are you sure you want to take over this hot potato? Tang Zhiyuan asked in a deep voice.