C111 An Yang's little thoughts

With this thought in mind, An Xin took the heel of her foot and aimed it at Gong Sheng's shoes, and stomped heavily on it.

Gong Sheng's face turned slightly pale as a trace of sneer flashed in his eyes. His movements, which were dragging her, became faster and faster.

He was so fast that even An Xin was almost knocked unconscious by him. She calmed herself down and called for him to stop hurriedly, "Palace Sage, wait a moment, I'm dizzy."

"Don't worry, I'm here." Gong Sheng increased his strength once again, the corners of his mouth curving into a smile.

An Xin slightly gritted her teeth, this pervert was definitely saying this: he did it on purpose.

The two of them danced swiftly and steadily on the dance floor, immediately becoming a dot of light on the dance floor. The steps to the dance were light, and the two of them were a perfect couple, causing many to be envious of them.

Of course, there were also people who were jealous and resentful, such as An Ying, who was sitting next to Jing Haotian.

"Haotian, let's go and have a dance as well." An Zhiwei's entire body fell softly onto Jing Haotian's body, her voice was soft and gentle.

"I'm a bit tired, go find someone to dance with." Jing Haotian squinted his eyes, his eyes were fixated on the two figures on the dance floor.

Even though An Xin was unhappy, Gong Sheng ignored her wishes and dragged her to dance. Jing Haotian couldn't help but clench his fists again. With An Xin by his side, he couldn't see any trace of happiness in her.

"Haotian, you're my fiancé. You left your fiancé to look for someone else, and they thought we were arguing." An Lun moved closer to Jing Haotian as if she was acting coquettishly.

The soft jade in his chest was squeezed into Jing Haotian's hand.

"I need to go to the bathroom." Jing Haotian suddenly stood up and turned to leave.

Since An Zaiwei was leaning on him, he suddenly left. An Zaiwei lost his balance and fell to the ground. Luckily, someone beside him pulled her.

When she turned around and saw Ren Qi, her eyes lit up, "Ren Qi, you're Ren Qi."

"Be careful next time." Ren Qi smiled at her politely.

"Yes, I thank you for your help just now." To thank you, can I ask you to dance? " An Yi gave him a gentle smile, a smile filled with charm.

"Of course." The moment Ren Qi came out of the washroom, he saw Gong Sheng and An Xin on the dance floor. No matter what, he had to go and join in on the fun.

However, in the past, when the Palace Sage participated in such banquets, he was always alone. Thus, in order to take care of him, Ren Qi and Wang Zun would never bring their female companions to attend.

He just so happened to have someone deliver it to him, so he used it well.

An Yi Wei was very good at dancing, and as Ren Qi danced, she found himself at the side of the palace sage.

As she passed by him, he suddenly twisted his foot, and a foot stepped on Ren Qi's foot. Then, she hastily retreated and bumped into him.

"Ah …" Sorry, sorry. "It hurts." An Zaiwei was in so much pain that he had to kneel down.

Because she had suddenly bumped into Gong Sheng, he leaned forward. He was afraid that if he bumped into An Xin, he would be able to rest easy. Thus, he steadied his feet and tightened his arms around An Xin.

"Are you alright?" Two voices sounded at once.

Naturally, Gong Sheng asked about the peace and security in his embrace.

Behind them was Ren Qi who was squatting on the ground.

"I'm fine."

An Xin said softly.

On the other side, An Zaiwei was in so much pain that he started crying. He blinked his pitiful eyes and shook his head at Ren Qi, "I just sprained my foot. It's fine." "But just now, I bumped into this mister."

Hearing An Zaiwei's voice, An Xin couldn't help but frown at her, then she saw Ren Qi walk up, carefully helping An Ziling up. That gentle action made her think that An Zaiwei and Ren Zizi were a pair.