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Chapter 279 This President’s Painting Style Is Wrong (43)

Hua Qianxi felt the fiery gaze all around.

The unfamiliar dance steps were a bit chaotic, and she stepped on Ye Lin's toes several times, Hua Qianxi hung her head down, and her ears were red.

"Don't be shy, look up and look at me."

Ye Lin's voice was soft.

The big hand held Hua Qianxi's small hand, and it tightened again.

The little girl's head looks like a deer caught in the palm of his hand.

Simple and ignorant.

Ye Lin couldn't help but want to destroy it badly.

But Yelin is reluctant to part with it, always desperately suppressing the emotions immersed in the bottom of her heart, so strong that they are about to burst out, and place Hua Qianxi in the most pity place on the tip of her heart.

Hua Qianxi raised her head upon hearing the sound.

Brown pupils and Ye Lin's deep pupils looked at each other.

Just looking at each other for a few seconds, Hua Qianxi couldn't bear Ye Lin's overly hot eyes, and looked away as if avoiding.

Ye Lin stared at her eyes, always so undisguised, as if dissecting himself, and frankly exposed in front of Hua Qianxi.

Just tell her so bluntly.

How much he likes her.

Hua Qianxi's ear tips are a little redder than before.

The burning spot on the tip of her ear made her feel overwhelmed.

"Step left foot, don't panic."

Ye Lin still smiled lightly.

It seems that Hua Qianxi's heart is churning with turbulent waves, but Ye Lin is calm and composed.

Not even a frown.

Hua Qianxi suddenly had the illusion of being teased again.

This feeling came suddenly, replaced by embarrassment.

Hua Qianxi looked away slightly annoyed.

But the warmth on the tip of the ear was hard to dissipate for a long time.

Ye Lin noticed Hua Qianxi's strangeness, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows. She leaned down in a dancing posture, and the warmth of her breath sprayed Hua Qianxi's neck, "What's wrong?"

Hua Qianxi's soft and tender face was already tangled into a piece of orange peel at this moment.

The warmth fell on Hua Qianxi's neck, and the touch seemed to be magnified ten times inexplicably. Hua Qianxi seemed to be scalded, and she made a few wrong dance steps. Pushing Yelin's stern jaw.

Ye Lin let her push and push.

She just stared down at Hua Qianxi in her arms.

The little girl stopped looking at him, and lowered her head in resistance, staring at the ground.

The dance also stopped.

Ye Lin and Hua Qianxi stood opposite each other, standing still in the middle of the dance floor.

It seems to be out of tune with the graceful dancing men and women around.

Ye Lin and Hua Qianxi remained silent for a long time.

He was bumped several times by people passing by dancing around, but he was still unmoved.

It is most rude to stand still in the middle of the dance floor.

But the people around saw that the person involved was the most naughty youngest son of the Ye family, and instantly swallowed back the vulgar insults hanging from the corner of their lips. No matter how many bumps and bumps they had, the people around still chose to swallow their anger.

It was so silent for a long time.

Ye Lin finally took the lead to break the silence, and the handsome face leaning on Hua Qianxi's palm moved a little, rubbing Hua Qianxi's palm itchy.

Yelin also lowered her head, kissed Hua Qianxi's palm lightly, her Adam's apple moved, "Qianxi, are you unhappy?"

Just say anything.

He is also a straight man through and through, and he can't guess the complicated mood of girls.

Ye Lin cautiously showed her favor, afraid that she might do something wrong.

Ye Lin was a little tired, he seemed to do nothing wrong in front of Hua Qianxi.

(End of this chapter)