He glanced at Shi Yixuan, and then beckoned to call a bodyguard, "Dance well with the daughter of the Shi family." ”

"Okay, Young Master Qianyi." The bodyguard didn't ask much and respectfully responded.

Shi Yixuan saw that someone was dancing with him, and he jumped in the direction of the dance floor, very happy.

Qin Yaoyu hugged his sister An An, and before he could get warmer, he saw their father Qin Haochen coming over.

Qin Haochen's pace was fast and steady, and he finally waited for this point, so that he could get rid of those polite occasions that annoyed him, and only stay with his little milk group.

"An An." He strode to the little milk group, ignored the complaining eyes of his fifth son, stretched out his long hand, and calmly hugged the little milk group into his arms.

Qin Sui'an happily hugged his neck with a pair of small hands, and said in a milky voice: "Baba, the fifth brother said, we have to dance~"

"yes." Qin Haochen lowered his head slightly, and looked at the little milk group with doting eyes, "Is An An scared?" ”

He knew that the little milk group had never danced, let alone in front of so many guests.

"Don't be afraid~!" Qin Suian shook her little head very firmly, she was no longer a cowardly and crying child, not to mention, her father was by her side.

Qin Haochen raised his lips and smiled, and his voice was soft: "An An is awesome." ”

The dance floor is located at the front of the stage, and the orchestra is playing live on the stage, and the lights are bright and dim, so you can see the way and feel beautifully comfortable.

Qin Haochen walked to the center of the dance floor with the little milk group in his arms, and the crowd naturally formed a circle, with their father and daughter in the center.

The height of the little milk group is still a little short, Qin Haochen adjusted the posture of holding the little milk group, supported her small body with one hand, and patiently helped her put her little hands on her shoulders.

A warm-up piece of music ended, and the melodious music sounded again.

Qin Haochen slowly took a square step and danced the simplest waltz with the little milk group.

Old Mr. Qin handed the cane to the bodyguard on the side, bowed slightly towards Old Madam Qin, and stretched out his hand: "Xiao Hibiscus." ”

The corners of Old Madam Qin's mouth hooked up, but her eyes looked at his feet worriedly, "Ah Huo, don't be reckless." ”

"I'm measured." Old Mr. Qin gave her a soothing smile.

She lifted her hand and gently placed it on his palm.

The two stepped onto the dance floor and danced to the rhythm of their son and little granddaughter.

At the end of the song, another piece of music sounded, and other guests invited their dance partners to join the dance floor.

Qin Haochen knew that several sons next to the dance floor were waiting "eyeing the tiger", and she was also worried that the little milk group would be dizzy if she danced too much, so she restrained herself and danced two songs with her, and her brothers took her to continue dancing.

Qin Sui'an on this night, just her family, let her dance more than a dozen dances, although she was only responsible for being held and danced, but she was also very happy, her little face was red with excitement, and her emotions continued to be beautiful.

At eight o'clock in the banquet, the little milk group began to feel sleepy, and the big round eyes were tired, but excited.

Qin Haochen was worried that she was tired, so he carried her back to the castle first.

Qin Sui'an leaned softly into Baba's arms, the corners of her mouth were still upturned, which showed how happy she was now, "Baba, are you tired too?" ”

"Well, I'm a little tired, let's go to the living room and rest for a while." Qin Haochen walked slowly into the living room.

Suddenly, he stopped walking, looked at the little boy sitting on the sofa in the living room, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Qin Sui'an looked at Baba in his line of sight, he was a completely strange little brother.

She blinked her round eyes, and then approached his ear, and the little milk voice asked curiously, "Baba, who is this little brother?" ”