Chapter 64

"Good, good jump..." the audience applauded, and everyone applauded.

After the dance, Nie Yiyi almost collapsed, and her forehead was covered with a layer of thin sweat. She gasped and wiped her chest, which fluctuated violently, lifting up a piece of spring.

"Very tired?" Lu Mingyu stretched out his slender hand and touched her forehead. His finger abdomen was stained with sweat. He raised his eyebrows. "How can you sweat so much?"

Nie Yiyi wanted to tear him apart in her heart.

After giving birth to two children, she seldom exercised. Now she danced a whole dance at once. It's really unbearable.

However, she wouldn't say anything about these. She just waved away his hand coldly and restored the usual indifference and alienation. "President Lu, since he's acquisition can't be discussed tonight, I've finished the dance. Now can I go?"

She wanted to go back and accompany her two little babies.

"No, it's just beginning now!" Lu Mingyu gently hooks up the corners of his mouth and has a lot of interest in his eyes. How could he let her go so soon.

Nie Yiyi bit her lower lip and looked at her with hatred. She knew that the great demon king would not be so kind.

I have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany the villain.

Tango is a dance with a strong sense of rhythm, and it is difficult to grasp. It is easy to make a fool of yourself if you don't have good skills. For a moment, many people hesitated, looked at each other and hesitated to start.

Nie Yiyi looked arrogant and his posture was extremely standard. Tango is her favorite dance, so she spent a lot of time learning and studying before.

At the moment, it's easy for her.

"Mr. Lu, you should pay attention. Don't flash your waist." Nie Yiyi's eyes flashed cunning light. When Nie Yihan had been for a long time, she almost forgot Nie Yiyi's original personality.

"Yiyi..." Lu Mingyu was distracted by the cunning of Nie Yihan's eyes. He cried out in a trance and thought it was his Yiyi who came back.

"President Lu, it's time to start!" Nie Yiyi raised a smile. As soon as the voice fell, the dance steps changed rapidly.

Lu Mingyu recovered and quickly kept up with the pace. They changed alternately, but their cooperation was very tacit.

A lower waist, supporting the waist to rotate in the air, and the movement moves like clouds and flowing water. Lu Mingyu effectively lifted Nie Yiyi's waist. The aesthetic style of Waltz instantly turned into a wild wind, and there was no sense of violation.

The last dance is a soothing social dance. It doesn't take much effort, but it's a dance that makes Nie Yiyi least adaptable.

"You dance well!" Lu Mingyu praised him without stinginess. Tonight, he and Nie Yihan marveled at their coincidence.

Nie Yiyi put her hands on Lu Mingyu's neck and two big palms on her waist. The social dance is slow, but it makes people feel very ambiguous, just like now.

His hot breath was sprayed on his ears, and the temperature on his big palm was introduced into the skin through the gauze. The iron burning feeling made her face a little red.

"Why don't you talk? Huh?" Lu Mingyu felt strange. When she looked up, her thin lip rubbed her sensitive earlobe and trembled slightly.

The slightly rising ending is even more tantalizing.

When he raised his head and saw the blush on Nie Yihan's face, he looked slightly stunned, and then smiled and said, "so, are you shy?" With that, he lowered his head again, put his thin lips close to her ears and sprayed hot breath: "can this make you shy? Huh?"

Nie Yiyi inexplicably felt a little embarrassed. She clenched her lower lip and suddenly stretched out her hand to push Lu Mingyu away. She scraped with a cold knife, "President Lu, please respect yourself. I'm not single. Children can make soy sauce!"

As soon as her voice fell, the man suddenly sank his face and felt a cold chill all over his body.

The ambiguous atmosphere just now was suddenly broken.