The Romance Of Mr. Walton

"Recognition?" Seeing Bai Antai, he naturally thought of Bai Nancheng.

She regained her senses, realizing her failure, shook her head, and released the hand that was holding his arm tightly.

"do not know."

"Anything to eat?"

"Okay," her expression was not as natural as before.

"Come and sit with me," he led her to the empty table in the corner: "Sit down, what do you want to eat?"

"Anything."

He called the waiter and helped her pick up the food.

She lowered her head and ate slowly.

Someone came over to greet him, and he chatted a few words.

While talking, he looked down at her, and she was secretly looking in Bai Antai's direction.

He condensed his eyebrows, she knew Bai Antai clearly, and she couldn't be wrong.

Someone came over and invited him to talk about business affairs. He looked at her: "I'll sit there for a while, and I'll be back in a few minutes. Don't walk around."

She nodded: "Oh."

After he left, she sighed.

When I looked up at Bai Antai again, I saw that he was also looking sharply at him.

She frowned, looked away, and continued to eat.

The more I want to calm down, the more sounds around me will be amplified.

At the table behind him, several women were talking about her and Huo Tingshen.

Someone despised: "Where did this woman emerge from?"

"Who knows, did you just see that, her arm, clinging to the third master, is almost hanging on the third master."

"It's too shameless. If there is no one here, she probably will throw San Yesheng out."

"That's it, I think San Ye doesn't seem to have any good feelings about her, and she keeps her face cold, as if she is disgusted."

"The young little girl nowadays, she's a little bit pretty and doesn't know how heavy she is. San Ye, can such a little-known character be coveted?"

...

The women were talking too enthusiastically, and they didn't notice when Huo Tingshen passed behind them.

He squinted a few women, a group of women who did not live or die.

Here, Wenqing's hand holding the fork was a little trembling.

This circle has always been disgusting, but she actually knew it.

It's not that she hasn't seen Baiyue and her mother's hateful faces.

But it's not fake to feel unhappy about being talked about by strangers.

She put down the knife and fork, got up to leave this dirty place.

But at this moment, elegant music sounded, and some people walked into the dance floor to dance.

Huo Tingshen walked in front of her, blocked her path, put his hand on her waist naturally, and looked at her with a smile.

"Why, hearing the dance music, my heart is itchy, want to dance with me?"

He led her past the next table, her voice was not small, and several women heard him.

Everyone was silent and looked at them.

Is she surprised and dancing? What a joke.

"I can not dance."

"Then learn, I will teach you."

He said, helping her to wrap her two hands around his neck naturally, while his arms wrapped her waist.

He looked at her and said, "I have a good way to let you learn to dance quickly. After a while, if you step on my foot, I will kiss you once."

"Uh..." She looked at him stupidly.

Why is he cramping?

She was wearing high heels and walking unsteadily. In this position, she almost put all her strength on him.

He naturally led her into the center of the dance floor.

The appearance of the two immediately became the focus.

She was too nervous, so she just swayed a step from side to side with him, and stepped on him severely.

And he, sincerely speaking, did not wait for her to react, and kissed her lips with his head down.