"Haha."

"No way, Wan'er is not as talented as Chai Dai as Miss Mu Qing!" Tang Junhao complimented falsely, but his handsome eyes kept lingering on the graceful blue figure next to him.

"Then in Brother Tang's eyes, Mu Qing is not inferior to Sister Wan'er?" Xue Muqing couldn't tell that the other party was absent-minded. She thought it was Tang Junhao hinting at her, so she stepped into his arms even more boldly and confidently.

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The blue figure came closer, Tang Junhao hugged Xue Muqing's waist tighter, and his sexy lips rubbed Xue Muqing's forehead intentionally or unintentionally.

An electric shock of happiness hit Xue Muqing's heart, and she leaned into his arms softly and drunkenly.

Tang Junhao wanted exactly this effect. He narrowed his ebony eyes to meet those curved, smiling, watery star eyes.

It's just that the starry eyes were not as jealous as he expected. Instead, they were as clear as water, calm, quiet and peaceful.

But when she looked up at Kang Junxi, her eyes were as tender as water, mellow and moving; that delicate and pretty little face was indescribably elegant and delicate; the look in Kang Junxi's eyes when he looked at her was as old as time and timeless.

Tang Junhao's heart was hammered so hard that he wanted to run over and tear into pieces the two loving faces under his eyes.

After several dances stopped, Kang Junxi had to reluctantly give up the opportunity to dance with Xia Pan'er.

Because there was already a tall figure standing in front of Xia Pan'er, and he bowed to Xia Pan'er like a gentleman with a ninety-degree bow, and extended his hand to Xia Pan'er: "Please!"

Xia Pan'er smiled and handed her hand into the other person's hand, and stepped onto the dance floor gracefully.

"Miss Xia is the most brilliant night pearl tonight!" The tall figure held the delicate catkins and said, "My surname is Kong, my name is Hongzhe, and I run this small hotel."

"Haha, thank you for Mr. Kong," Xia Pan'er didn't flatter you, she just smiled, her voice was like an oriole coming out of the valley, and her words were like pearls: "The Saint-Rône Hotel is the most famous in Asia, Mr. Kong is really a young talent!
Chapter completed!