The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 132 Dance Floor Rose
As soon as these words came out, the voices around him instantly became quieter. After the host finished speaking, the voices of the people around him rose and fell.

Men and women are looking for their own partners, want to dance on the dance floor.

Fu Xiuyao felt that this occasion was not suitable for him, and planned to turn around and leave.

Seeing Fu Xiuyao leave, Yan Xirong wanted to follow Fu Xiuyao, but Ruan Yu pulled up his right hand, and a gentle voice sounded beside him.

"Xi Rong, would you like to be my dance partner?"

Yan Xirong's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly she felt that all the surrounding voices were silenced.

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Fu Xiuyao didn't take a few steps when he saw Feng Zhiting approaching.

He looks handsome, his indifferent and handsome face is unmistakable, impeccable, and the cold aura emanating from his body makes people dare not approach him.

In Fu Xiuyao's words, this person is not a good person at first glance.

Fu Xiuyao knew that Feng Zhiting didn't like lively places, and even more hated this kind of meaningless social entertainment place.

It's understandable that he went to look for her in the leisure area with few people. He came here on purpose, so it's a little elusive.

Feng Zhiting knew that there would be a dance tonight, so of course he had to make sure that there was no contact with the opposite sex.

He scanned his surroundings quickly, and any male without a female companion was someone he needed to pay attention to.

He walked up to Fu Xiuyao and silently declared his sovereignty.

His figure fell on her body, she raised her head slightly, and met those deep and cold eyes.

"What's wrong?" Fu Xiuyao asked.

Feng Zhiting replied softly: "Dancing?"

Fu Xiuyao naturally refused ruthlessly, "I don't want to dance, there are too many people."

Feng Zhiting was very satisfied with her answer, not because he rejected him, but because there were so many people, and he didn't want her beautiful to be shown in front of everyone.

Of course, this was Feng Zhiting's over-interpretation, Fu Xiuyao simply didn't want to jump, and didn't consider his thoughts.

"The ball has officially started, ladies and gentlemen, are you ready?" The host's encouraging voice sounded.

"In the beginning, we went to rest elsewhere." Feng Zhiting suggested.

She didn't refuse, and followed him to leave.

Listening to the melodious music coming from her ears, she inadvertently turned around and caught a glimpse of a red figure.

The hem of the skirt blooms like a rose, and every turn is like a budding flower. The dancer has a slender figure, and her eyes are tender and tender.

Fu Xiuyao stopped in his tracks, Feng Zhiting also turned to look, and saw the dancers on the dance floor holding hands around their waists, their eyes full of affection, full of ambiguity.

A happy smile appeared on Yan Xirong's face, as if her wish for many years had been fulfilled, her eyes reflected the face of her dance partner.

Handsome men and beautiful women are really pleasing to the eye.

Looking at it this way, the personable Ruan Yu and the petite and exquisite Yan Xirong are really talented and beautiful, a natural match.

The lights above the head were flickering and dimming, and the colors of the light were different, reflecting on the beautiful and talented women on the dance floor, adding a little bit of ambiguity.

Those who were not on stage were admiring the dancers on the dance floor, and their eyes fell on Yan Xirong and Ruan Yu in unison.

The red dress on Yan Xirong's body looks gentle and comfortable under the bright light, attractive but not dazzling, and it seems to be shining pink under the dim light. The fine lines on it are beautiful and pleasant.

"Wow, who is the girl dancing with Ruan Shao? It's so beautiful."

"Ah, this dress is so beautiful, I want it too."

"Where did you buy this dress, and who designed it?"

"It's so beautiful, did you see, Ruan Yu's dance partner, the two of them are a match made in heaven."

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The sound of praise continued to come from the ears, and the faces of everyone showed surprise.

In the crowd, there was a person whose face was ashen, and his face became even darker after hearing the unanimous praise from the people around him.

(End of this chapter)