80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei felt quite fresh, and just opened his mouth to agree, when Yan Mingshun's cold light hit the male classmate, the male classmate couldn't help but shivered, but he still held his head and made a gesture of invitation with a firm hand. ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

It is rare for the school flower to attend the dance, and he does not want to miss such a good opportunity!

Meimei is a little embarrassed. Although she doesn't dance ballroom dancing often, she still knows the general rules. Generally speaking, girls can't refuse to be invited to dance by men out of politeness.

And she feels so fresh!

It's so much fun to dance with so many classmates!

"Thank you..." Meimei stood up and decided to accept the invitation. It was just a dance. Yan Mingshun shouldn't be so stingy, right?

But what she didn't know was that someone was just so stingy, and his heart was not much bigger than the tip of a needle!

Joy flashed in the eyes of the male classmates. If they were able to dance with the school beauties, they would be able to brag in front of their friends in the future!

only--

Before the male classmate's hand touched the slender hand of the eyebrows, the beautiful school flower was swept away by a gust of wind and disappeared in an instant. The poor male classmate rubbed his eyes and looked around suspiciously.

What about the school flower?

Let the yellow wind monster swept away?

Meimei has been drawn into the dance floor by Yan Mingshun, and soon drowned in the crowd. The fast-paced rumba played at this time, the previous song was slow three, everyone's dance steps changed automatically, and they danced cheerfully and rippling. Rumba, the skirts are flying on the dance floor, and the air is boiling.

Meimei deliberately wore a red knee-length skirt today, which made it easier to dance and looked better when she danced. She leaned against Yan Mingshun and said angrily, "You don't even know how to dance, so bring me in for a yangko dance?"

When she was at home, she would occasionally invite Yan Mingshun to dance, because she was very envious of the lovers in the movies. When the night was quiet, she played soothing light music, wore a thin dress, and held a glass of mellow red wine in her hand. Lovers who are in love hug and dance together...

That kind of picture is romantic just thinking about it!

But Yan Mingshun was unwilling to satisfy her romantic instincts, refused to dance every time, and said that if she wanted to dance, she would jump into military gymnastics?

Jump on him!

The veneer dance will make the atmosphere more ambiguous, and it is the best foreplay for men and women to love each other, but what can military gymnastics do?

The sonorous songs, the passionate pace, the boiling blood... I'm drunk just thinking about such a picture!

Meimei was already mentally prepared to wiggle around on the dance floor, but Yan Mingshun chuckled lightly, "Meimei has no confidence in me?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Ming raised Meimei's hand and gently moved it. Meimei spun in place several times along with the music, and the red skirt fluttered, which was particularly dazzling on the dazzling dance floor.

Meimei hasn't recovered yet~www.readwn.com~ Yan Mingshun hugged her again and started to dance, twisting, raising, and twirling a few more times... The skillful dance steps made Meimei's eyes widen and she raised her head in disbelief. Looking at Yan Mingshun's face.

It's this face, right, is this the upper body of the Dancer?

Yan Mingshun laughed softly, turned his brows a few times neatly, pulled him into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Why are you so stupid?"

Feeling the familiar heartbeat and breathing of his man, Meimei came back to her senses. She twisted her slender waist to the beat of the drum, and blamed the Taoist: "When did you learn to dance?"

"When did I say I wouldn't dance?" Yan Mingshun teased.

As an excellent agent, he knows everything, but some basic social etiquette must be learned. Ballroom dancing is one of his compulsory courses, Tango Rumba Chacha waltz...he doesn't care about any of these. .

It's just that he really doesn't like dancing. Chief Yan has always been paranoid that dancing is a woman's business. What does it look like for a big man to dance!

But now, in order to make his little goblin happy, he can only sacrifice himself to beg the beauty if he doesn't like it.