Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

Jing Muhan was slightly surprised when he saw the number on Nangong Cheng's hand.

What the hell is going on this time?

Ji Liangchuan doesn't dance with his wife. Does he want to dance with his sister-in-law?

Which bastard came up with the bad idea?

When everyone was talking, the host spoke again.

"Mr. Ji, please dance for us on the 8th. A warm welcome! "

Ji Liangchuan tidied up his brand-new, no longer brand-new cuffs, got up naturally and walked into the dance floor.

Nangong Cheng stood up in full view. She proudly looked at Nangong Yue and met her mother. In surprise, she stepped into the middle of the dance floor with angry eyes.

Hu qiner was surprised for a long time. She guessed a lot of people, but she didn't guess that the person dancing with Ji Liangchuan was her.

Nangongsen and his son were equally shocked, but they didn't say anything, just exchanged eyes.

Nangong Yue almost stood up and was dragged down by his mother.

"It's fun to dance with my sister-in-law. It's so fresh. I thought it was Mrs. Ji? "

"What do you know? The dance of the second lady of Nangong family is one of the best in Yin city."

Although the voice was very small, Nangong Yue was very harsh in his ears.

Her opening dance was robbed by Nangong Cheng, and she was stuck with a fly in her heart.

Melodious dance music echoed in every corner, and the two people on the dance floor seemed to have a tacit understanding like rehearsals for countless times.

They danced and attracted everyone's attention.

The two smiles on the big screen were faint, and there was unspeakable affection in their eyes.

Ji Liangchuan's eyes closely followed Nangong Cheng's smiling face. Her eyes were pure and quiet. The smile is just right, and even the small details are well controlled.

"Concentrate." At the moment of rotation, Nangong Cheng leaned tightly against his chest and whispered a reminder that he had been thrown out, and then pulled back by Ji Liangchuan.

Dead woman, remind him?

Hu qiner's eyes have been on Ji Liangchuan. When did Nangong Yue become so skilled?

Hu qiner once again set his eyes on Nangong Yue. They must have a problem!

Jing Muhan looked at the two people on the dance floor. His eyes were on Nangong Cheng.

Ji Liangchuan actually has a smiling face, which is unusual.

For so many years, he has never seen Ji Liangchuan smile. His face is like countless bills owed to him by others.

Only two words: difficult.

It was an accident today.

At the end of the song, Nangong Cheng was a little overwhelmed.

The warm applause lasted for a long time.

They bowed slightly and left with a smile.

This dance was broadcast instantly, hundreds of millions of times per minute, almost everyone knows.

Even Ji rannuo, who was far away overseas, saw this video, which was forwarded again by colleagues of the company and spread abroad.

At the same time, everyone is guessing about the relationship between the two

"Please take your seat..."

Nangong Cheng was directly dragged into the dressing room by Ji Liangchuan, and the wall thumped on the door.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you say I'm going to do? You're not timid. Go out with Jing Muhan and treat me as a decoration, or can't I take it at all? Huh? " Ji Liangchuan's cold breath sprinkled on Nangong Cheng's face.

What kind of anger is he?

Nangong Cheng doesn't want to be angry with him. Besides, if she can't provoke him, she will coax him and won't die.