Sweet Wife and Adorable Baby: Jin Shaochong

Jian Tangtang thought about it, she had already packed up her mood and started again.

She held Bai Yicha's hand comfortingly, blinked her eyes smartly under the mask, and smiled slightly.

Bai Yicha was wearing men's clothing, with a slender figure and a mask. Although he was weak, he looked like a handsome boy from the back. Many girls gathered quietly, flirting eyebrows and eyes, wanting to invite him to dance.

Jian Tangtang smiled unkindly: "I didn't expect you to be quite popular, so many girls surround you."

"But didn't I surround you?" Bai Yicha glanced at her with a domineering tone, flirtatiously provoking Jian Tangtang's fair chin, with an evil and playful look, which immediately aroused the hearts of the girls watching from the side, and they couldn't stop guessing.

"Little beauty, let's dance together!" Bai Yicha's crimson lips curved.

"Okay!" Jian Tangtang cheered up, his eyes curved like crescent moons, his white wrist fell on Bai Yicha's palm, and the two walked towards the dance floor holding hands.

In the past six months, although Jian Tangtang did not attend the banquet, Bai Yicha still found someone to teach Jian Tangtang how to dance ballroom dancing.

Whenever he has free time, Bai Yicha turns into a coach to frustrate Jian Tangtang's dancing posture.

After half a year, it can be regarded as a small achievement, at least it looks much better than the previous duck step!

After dancing to the song, Bai Yicha and Jian Tangtang got out of the dance floor and walked to a corner beside them, panting slightly.

"Tangtang, wait here, I'll go to the bathroom." Bai Yicha straightened his wrinkled cuffs, said something to Jian Tangtang, and left.

Jian Tangtang stood at the spot and nodded. At this time, the banquet had fully unfolded, and laughter was everywhere. She couldn't help but look at the crowd around her. Up until now, the host behind the banquet hadn't even appeared.

"Shall we dance together?" A cold and deep voice came from behind.

Jian Tangtang was taken aback, frowned slightly, turned around and looked at the tall and straight man in a dark tuxedo and a black mask behind him.

Isn't this the "Mask in Tuxedo" that I had just glanced at in a hurry?

"Hello, I'm waiting..." Jian Tangtang blurted out in refusal, and before she could finish speaking, the man approached with a step, and the oppressive momentum swept over her, with a pair of strong arms around her waist, covering her whole body Take it into your arms.

"You're waiting for me." The man's misunderstood words came to her ears, and the cold voice was indescribably magnetic, so nice that she couldn't help but look sideways.And his super self-confidence and conceit made Jian Tangtang speechless for a while.

"Sorry, I'm waiting for my friend, we can't dance." Jian Tangtang refused to look at the pair of eyes that were as cold as the deep sea under the mask.

"Unfortunately, we are already standing in the middle of the dance floor." The thin lips curled up slightly, and the man's arms around Jian Tangtang's waist tightened violently, and the two of them were almost close together, feeling each other's breathing.

Jian Tangtang's face turned red, and she stared angrily at the man in front of her, "Let me go!"

"If you want to make a fool of yourself at the banquet, just struggle." A mocking voice sounded, and the man led Jian Tangtang lightly on the dance floor as light as a swallow.

His movements are smooth and elegant, gentlemanly and dignified.

The silhouette faintly exposed under the black mandala mask was deep and charming, and the white skin was glowing with a faint luster. Jian Tangtang was in a trance for a while, and felt an unusually familiar aura from this strange man.

She frowned tightly, watching the powerful and domineering man in front of her holding her palm, circling and dancing on the dance floor over and over again.