"But I have other things to do."

“…… What's up? ”

"A man named Hockley, please," Xin also winked mischievously, with an innocent smile in her charming violet eyes, "—a dance." ”

At night, the Titanic walked quietly in the ocean, different from the staggered first-class cabin, the third-class civilian dance party was full of laughter. Irish-style bagpipes mingle with powerful tambourine sounds throughout the hall, and the strong smell of tobacco surrounds the dancing crowd.

No one will whisper, everything is warm and flamboyant, uninhibited and carefree.

"Hey Jack! It's a lot of fun here! The aristocratic girl in the dress looked at this place excitedly, her eyes full of longing for freedom.

"Come, follow me!" The blonde boy smiled heartily and pulled Ruth onto the crowded dance floor, "Dancing like this, right...... Closer to the point...... Good, dance to the beat! ”

"Did I jump well?"

"Of course......" Jack hesitated a little at the thought of Ruth's upper-class status, "Ruth...... Do you and Mr. Hockley often go to prom? ”

"No, he doesn't usually dance with me, and he only attends proms for social." The girl couldn't help but shudder when she thought of the man's cold and arrogant appearance, "Where does a person like him lack a dance partner, but he doesn't like it." ”

"Really...... Would he come to such a place? Jack's voice was suddenly strange.

"......Absolutely not," Ruth was stunned as she looked at his incredulous gaze, "...... Possible. ”

——

"Really don't jump?"

"I'm sure, no."

"Okay," Xin Ye couldn't help but smile as he looked at the calm man in front of him, his beautiful eyelashes fanning up and down, "Then I'll go play by myself, you stay here obediently." ”

With that, she picked up her glass and poured a long sip of beer, ready to get up and leave her seat.

"Wait." The handsome and indifferent man was dressed in a suit, and his serious appearance looked out of place in the third class, "If you want to dance, I can throw a ball for you, or ......"

"No need Karl," Sim tried to tease him on a whim, "...... Dear Mr. Hockley......"

"Huh?"

"Aren't you hot? Wear so much? ”

The girl laughed like a cunning cat, scratching the tip of his heart with every paw, itching very much.

Carl suddenly felt hot.

"Yes, the coat is redundant." He chuckled and took a sip from Shinya's glass, his lips covering the red lip prints she had left behind. Then a numb, low-pitched voice, light and soft, yet clear and clear reached her ears.

"So may I ask Miss Lopez...... Would you like to help me get rid of it? ”

Shinya: "!! ”

"There is labor." Carl took the girl's hand and put it on the bow tie, his gray-green eyes as gentle as water.

"Good girl, start here."

Xin also had a hot face, but he still pretended to be calm and took off the tie for him, and immediately opened his face after unbuttoning it, picked up a bottle of beer and looked up to drink.

"Drink less." Carl looked at her with a smile and put his arm around her waist, "You can't leave anyway, there's a lot of wine here." ”

Xinya: "......! ”

Just as she was struggling to bargain with men and go out dancing, a little boy of six or seven finally showed up and rescued her.

"Oh, this beautiful young lady, would you like to dance with me?"