A newbie who is just starting out on the road is like competing with a racing driver in drifting.
She is simply over-fed and humiliating herself.
The man didn't care about her attitude and leaned forward to encourage, "Luo Xi, you and I.
"Are you sure you can cooperate with me?"
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "We don't always cooperate well in bed."
Luo Xi tightened her wrist and took a long breath before suppressing the urge to kick him.
"Jing Mohao, I have accepted your invitation to dance.
I have no interest in this kind of award.
Now please let me go back.
My fiancé is still waiting for me."
Luo Xi deliberately emphasized his tone, using words that were both polite and polite.
You're welcome.
She knew she didn't want to let go of his hand, but she forced herself to say such words, just wanting him to leave her hard and leave without looking back.
Hearing the words "fiancé" coming out of her mouth, the man suppressed the anger in his heart and snorted coldly.
"Now that we are both fiancés, you can spend the last moment with me."
Not bad, give him this last memory.
Luo Xi was slightly startled.
His tone was so contemptuous.
Before, she would have thought this man was cold and domineering.
But why do I feel so sad when I hear his words like this now?
If you care about him, you also feel that he cares about you, so you will extend his casual words into thousands of meanings, sowing seeds and growth in your mind until they can no longer be suppressed.
The man didn't want to wait for her response.
He tightly hugged her waist with one hand, pressed his lips against her earlobe, and poured out a low voice, "Luoxi, believe me, hold on to me." believe him hold on to him Luo Xi's brain was in a state of confusion, and over and over again were the two brief words the man left in her ears.
She couldn't control her thoughts at the moment, couldn't control her hands, she just followed her unwarranted consciousness and hugged his neck tightly.
Jing Mohao hung Luo Xi on his body, letting her gorgeous skirt spin in the air to create a dazzling circle of light.
The two of them danced freely in the center of the stage.
Luo Xi was tightly held by the man's waist.
At this moment, she had no fear, no entanglement, and no sorrow.
She was flying freely, being led by this man who she trusted so much.
She didn't laugh happily, she just closed her eyes quietly, feeling the swirling wind passing over her body, enjoying this moment and being able to rely on his indulgence so much.
Luo Xi couldn't help but raise her chin, open her hands indulgently, and embrace the soothing air.
The dancing around gradually stopped, and countless eyes were focused on the center of the stage.
The flowers and feathers are flying, as if they are immortals, and the slender beauty is a fairy in heaven.
Jian Jiandi, the wind stopped and the rotation stopped.
Luo Xi slowly opened her eyes and realized that the man was leading her to the center of the stage.
The two stretched out their arms, and the man hooked her waist and spread her horizontally in the air to make his final appearance.
There was silence for a while, then roaring cheers.
Chen Chen stood in the audience, looking at the two people on the stage who were in perfect harmony and extremely beautiful, with a gloomy expression.
Luo Xi stood up on her toes and followed the man's strength.
Her hands that she wanted to loosen were held tightly by the man.
Jing Mohao felt the familiar itching start to come from his left leg, bit his gums, and led Luo Xi to face the onlookers around him, nodded slightly, and then looked at the woman.
"Luoxi, you did it
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