Everyone looked at them.

Seeing that it was Beibei, Nangong Leshan was taken aback.

Leng Xin's complexion turned ugly.

The woman standing next to her didn't notice anything wrong with her. She laughed and said, "What's wrong today? It's too funny. Both numbers 60 and 90 are wearing the number plates backwards."

Hearing this, Leng Xin felt very harsh.

It seems to give her a feeling that the fake can't be real, the real can't be fake...

Leng Xin secretly clenched her fists, why is it Beibei.

No matter who it is, why is it her?

Some of the people present were members of the Nangong family, and they knew the stories of the three of them.

So we are all waiting to see a good show.

Nangong Leshan had already promised in person that if the lady was drawn, he would dance the first dance with her.

As the president, he naturally doesn't take his word for it.

He smiled on the stage: "So it's Miss Beibei, I'll dance with you for the first dance in a while."

Beibei was surprised, what was he talking about?

Shouldn't he have found an excuse to refuse?

But on such an occasion, he really couldn't go back on his word.

Beibei didn't dare to refute his face, unless she was courting death.

Beibei began to get nervous.

Do you really want to dance with him in a while...

The dance will start soon.

Nangong Leshan came to her and held out a hand to her, "Let's go, let's go dancing."

Beibei looked at him, she took a deep breath, put her hand into his palm, and he led her into the dance floor.

Everyone is around them, looking forward to their next performance.

Only Leng Xin stood in the corner with a bad face.

She wanted to leave, but her reason told her she couldn't.

Leaving means giving up and losing.

The music is ringing.

Nangong Leshan and Beibei danced slowly.

They danced a waltz, a ballroom dance that tested the tacit understanding of two people.

Obviously, Beibei and Nangong Leshan did not have a tacit understanding.

"Sorry……"

"It's ok."

The more nervous Beibei is, the more likely she is to make mistakes.

She didn't know how many times she stepped on him, and everyone around laughed.

But everyone also jumped up, which made Beibei seem less nervous.

Nangong Leshan is very tall, Beibei is only 165cm tall, and looks relatively petite in front of him.

She kept lowering her eyes and didn't dare to look at him.

From Nangong Leshan's perspective, one can see her smooth and full forehead, thick and slender eyelashes, a tall nose, a white and round face, and a rosy cherry mouth.

Beibei's mouth is very small, which reminds people of cherries at first glance, and looks cute and distinctive.

Nangong Leshan put his arms around her waist again, and he could clearly feel that her waist was very slender.

Although she is very thin, she is not dry and thin.

Through the clothes and under the palm of his hand, he could feel the tenderness and elasticity of her body.

It's like a child's body, which makes people feel the urge to pinch it.

But Beibei is a woman after all, Nangong Leshan somehow wanted to pinch her hard.

He thought, that must feel good.

It's just that he held back, he still has this bit of restraint.

But once this idea pops up in my mind, it can't be completely dispelled.

Nangong Leshan couldn't help wondering whether her round face was comfortable to pinch.

His eyes moved down unconsciously, and he suddenly saw her perfectly curved chest...

Nangong Leshan's eyes suddenly understood.

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