The sea is calm and the waves are calm, and the singing and dancing on the ship are level.

Standing on the edge of the dance floor, Long Yuze looked at the dance floor silently with a wine glass, and never let go of any corner.

Standing beside him, Miyu drank something in a low-key manner. Every now and then, I would raise my eyes to look around, and then an indescribable feeling would spring up in my heart.

Truth be told, from the moment she entered the ship, she had the feeling of revisiting the old land. Although it wasn't the cruise ship seven years ago, the atmosphere always reminded her of what happened back then. Cruises, sea trips, Ambor's confessions, dances with him, and finally the determination to do it for him...... Every bit of it was very clear in her mind.

However, that can only be regarded as a feeling of revisiting the old place and touching the scene, except for those memories, her other feelings are already very indifferent. Especially now looking at the side face of the long figure around him, different heart palpitations will 'ripple' in his heart.

At the same time, that feeling of fear will slowly grow in the depths of my heart. She didn't ask because she was afraid and avoided, about the resort, the house......

His gaze stopped on the handsome side face, and there was a complexity in the eyes of Mo 'Yu' that could not be hidden.

Fingers stroked the body of the cup, and Long Yuze looked at the hall with a silent and unrevealing expression. It stands to reason that if someone invites you over, they have arrived, so you should come out and receive them, right? But on the cruise ship, Long Yuze and the others walked up and down the ship, but no one came out to meet them.

But Long Yuze was sure in his heart that he was not on the wrong boat, although the other party refused to 'show' his face, but the eyes around him that seemed to be nothing, but they reminded him quite clearly that his every move was being monitored. And the people on the boat, although he said that he had not been in contact, still recognized a few people with heads and faces, for example, a few foreigners standing diagonally opposite him were the CEOs of a large foreign company. There are also the Japanese next to them, among whom there seem to be high-ranking officials of the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department. Even, he heard a few men speaking Taiwanese just now, and their identities were not ordinary.

So, the master should indeed not be a general. Otherwise, how could you invite so many heads and faces.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a strong gaze, and when he turned around, he saw the little 'woman' beside him looking at him with a troubled and complicated look.

There was a hint of confusion on Junlang's face, and then a smile gradually appeared under his amber eyes, and he put down his wine glass and said, "Miss Mi's love for me is really not shallow, and she has to look at me like this even when she stands beside her. ”

"Huh?" Mi You, who was staring at him in a daze, suddenly woke up, and found that he was staring at him, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head, with a trace of embarrassment on his face. "What? Questions? Leaning closer, he asked, in a voice that only two people could hear.

Looking up slightly, the bangs just brushed his chin, and she subconsciously took a half step back and said, "No, it's okay." "It's too close, so she's weak.

Seeing her somewhat evasive eyes, Long Yuze nodded silently: "Then do you want to dance?" Standing up straight, he helped her remove the glass from her hand and put it down.

"Huh? Dance? Subconsciously looked at the dance floor, Mi Yu hesitated.

I don't really want to move, and it's so hot, isn't it 'good' to stand next to it and blow the air conditioner?

"Let's go, it's boring to stand anyway, so it's good to move." The first time he participated in this kind of ball-like occasion, he didn't have to socialize, so he was indeed a little bored. Taking her hand, he led her to the middle of the dance floor. Then he put his arms around her waist and shook softly.

One hand wrapped around his waist and the other on his shoulder, swaying gently to soothing music, "Well, Aze, are we like this?" Dangling, she asked a little suspiciously.

"What's all there is to it?" Looking intently at her innocent and harmless face that didn't need heavy makeup, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like an eighteen-year-old girl, and he didn't think so. "It's just ......" frowned slightly, and Mi Yu was suspicious. Didn't they come looking for someone? Is it okay to dance like this now?

"If you want to come, you will always come, and I can't help it if you don't come." Wouldn't it be better to be suspicious and still be able to dance with her in this way? Tightening his arms, he enjoyed her soft body.

That sounds like a good idea, but is it really okay to wait?

The little head was tangled for a moment, and Mi You looked around absentmindedly. However, she realized at this time that there were so many eyes around her that were staring at them. The music was playing, but there were only a few couples left in the center of the dance floor. And they are obviously the most eye-catching, because wherever Long Yuze goes, he will become the focus of attention, which is clear.

Especially those celebrities and daughters, when they notice him, they seem to have discovered a new world, and they seem to admire, and their eyes will always glance at him.

Retracting his gaze, Mi You's small mouth unconsciously deflated.

For 'Mao', for 'Mao', she is now disgusted with those sights? It's as if they're a bunch of bandits who covet her stuff.

Grabbing Long Yuze's clothes, she put her face on Long Yuze's body. Slowly, silently, like those men, he declared his ownership to her.

Seeing all her small movements in his eyes, the corners of Long Yuze's mouth, which was already smiling, raised a deeper arc. Bowing his head, he whispered in her ear, "Miss Mi, are you jealous?" ”

The embarrassment of being seen through flashed slightly in her heart, and she hid her face in front of his 'chest', not denying or admitting it. But in Long Yuze's eyes, this is the default! Looking down at her, there was an indescribable warmth in his chest. And in the slow, relaxing and swaying music, he always has an indescribable familiar feeling spreading in the bottom of his heart. No, it should be said that from the moment he stepped on the boat, this feeling lingered in his mind.

Perhaps, something like this may have happened at one time. Perhaps, it is probably in ...... The music in his ears suddenly became very flickering, the lights became dazzling, and some images began to flash in his mind. Although the characters are vague and the voices are distant. But he instinctively felt that these things were so real, they should have happened, the pictures he had experienced. However, he couldn't really see through what the pictures were, so he could only press the fast broadcast button like the PPT he saw in the conference room, constantly turning the pages, and constantly flashing the blurred pictures.

"Aze?" The body that was dancing with her suddenly stopped, and Miyu, who was buried in front of his 'chest', raised his head. "Aze, what's wrong with you?" There was a trace of empty 'hole' in her amber eyes, and the smile she had just pucked on was still at the corner of her mouth, but it stiffened a lot. "Aze? Are you uncomfortable? Hurriedly letting go of his waist, Miyu held his face, which had become a little pale. Then the warmth and touch of her palm woke his brain out of the chaos. "Huh?" Coming back to his senses, he saw her worried eyes. "What's wrong?" He said.