Chapter 989 Asking You to Dance for the First Time 1
"Young Master Yan, Young Master Mu, you are all here." Yang Qian greeted with a smile, deliberately ignoring Cheng Yingxuan's mother and son.

The two men ignored her, and she didn't feel embarrassed, she actually found a seat and sat down.

"Who allowed you to sit here?" Yan Shiting's eyes flashed displeasure.

Mu Yufeng glanced at Yang Qian. Her face was covered with thick powder, which covered up the redness and swelling from a slap on her face. Even if her face was like a 'city wall', under the colorful and dim lights, it would be fine. It doesn't seem obtrusive.

It's not to speak for her, but to deliberately contradict Yan Shiting, "Tonight's site belongs to Mrs. Moore. She is an invited guest. If she wants to sit here, she is fine."

Yan Shiting snorted coldly, "If I say it's not allowed, then it's not allowed."

Mu Yufeng originally wanted Yang Qian to sit beside her, but she was sick of this woman and afraid that Yingxuan would get angry, so she shrugged helplessly, "Young Master Yan doesn't like you, so Miss Yang can sit in another place."

"It's okay, I'll just stand by the side of the private seat for a while." She said as she got up and stood on the side.

Yan Shiting stretched out his hand to Cheng Yingxuan, "I invite you to dance."

Cheng Yingxuan was not interested, "I can't dance well."

People are not omnipotent, she always has something she is not so good at.

Yang Qian hurriedly said, "Young Master Yan, I dance very well, you can ask me to dance..."

Yan Shiting didn't even give her a look, and he couldn't help but say to Cheng Yingxuan, "It doesn't matter, as long as you appreciate it."

Cheng Yingxuan thought that Yan Shiting almost got into a fight with Mrs. Moore because of her, but out of emotion, she got up and entered the dance floor with him.

The lighting of the reception has always been controlled by a lighting master behind the scenes. As soon as the two entered the dance floor, the main light shone on them in a white circle.

In an instant, the two became the focus on the dance floor at the reception.

The melodious foreign music swirled, and Cheng Yingxuan and Yan Shiting stood facing each other. She raised one slender arm, put her hand on his shoulder, and shook his with the other hand, while he held her waist.

Her waist is really so thin, as if she could grasp it with one hand, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

The distance between the two was less than half a step, and they moved slowly with the slow rhythm of the music.

Yan Shiting bowed his head and whispered in her ear, "Actually, I can't dance well either, and I can only dance slowly."

"I see." She nodded, "Your temperament is not like a person who likes to dance. Then why did you ask me to dance?"

The male voice was deep and sexy, "Because..." He pulled her into his arms suddenly, "I can hold you like this!"

"..." Her whole body was clasped in her arms, and many people around her were looking at her, so she didn't want to struggle too much, "Yan Shiting, don't hug me so tightly, we are Dance……"

"I don't care." His voice was slightly hoarse because of desire, "You feel it..."

There was almost zero distance between them, and of course she felt the urge from his lower body.

She was stiff all over, "Don't be like this, many people are watching."

"Let them see, it's nothing to worry about." He didn't care, put his lips close to her ear, and whispered ambiguously, "Yingxuan, we haven't had that for a long time, you can give it to me when you go back at night, okay?"

"Not good." She refused without thinking.

The election is imminent, in case he changes his mind anytime, he wants to win the Yang family's vote...

(End of this chapter)

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