Chapter 169 (1/2)

Han Jue took Luo Shihan's hand and went to the middle of the dance floor.

The original noisy venue suddenly became silent. Everyone's eyes are on the middle of the dance floor.

Luo Shihan is like a puppet manipulated by others, looking at the warlord warily. She was a little stunned when the music started.

Zhan hanjue frowned. He took her into his arms. His mouth was attached to her ear. He threatened in a low voice, ”Luo Shihan, you can think of embarrassment, but don't take me.”

Luo Shihan suddenly realized that he was a public figure, and his words and deeds were all concerned by the public. If they were embarrassed, he might hang up on the hot search for several days and nights.

A man like him, who is shrouded in all kinds of glory from childhood to adulthood, should not be able to afford the face that is said to be the most expensive in the world?

Luo Shi's heart and soul were restrained, and her familiar music and dancing partner soon let her into a state of state.

Zhan hanjue didn't expect her to cooperate with him so well. After all, unlike other social dances, the waltz pays attention to the melody treading point. Only two people with surprisingly consistent rhythm may step on the same point and play a romantic and aesthetic effect.

However, what he didn't expect was that Luo Shihan's Waltz was like dancing with him countless times. She could make the fastest response to his every movement change.

Han Jue's eyebrow was full of doubts, and his low eyes swept her face. However, he found that she had skillfully turned away from her face and did not dare to look at his eyes.

Han Jue suddenly clenched her hand. Luo Shihan almost cried out in pain. Suddenly, he looked up and heard the dissatisfied voice of Han hanjue. Am I so shady? Look at me. ”

Luo Shihan looked at the eyes of Han Jue who were burning with fire. He was very embarrassed, ”Lord Zhan, I will be distracted if you do this.” Don't trouble me when it's time for a mess.

She said so, but her steps were not affected at all.

Zhan hanjue was very surprised. Her dancing steps were light, and occasionally she exuded a stubborn strength. When she dances, she really looks like a person - Yan Zhengling.

”Who taught you to dance this dance?” Zhan hanjue asked in doubt.