"Hate, you take advantage of me."

Chen Mengjie came to her senses, pushed Song Yun gently, and set a step apart from Song Yun, pouted and glared at Song Yun.

"Hahaha……"

However, Song Yun had no guilt at all, but instead laughed.

Chen Mengjie muttered, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Yun looked at Chen Mengjie's eyes and said seriously: "Mengjie, you are very cute when you are angry."

Hearing this, Chen Mengjie's pretty face turned slightly red, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Come on, teach you how to dance."

Song Yun put away his smirk, and this time he really taught Chen Mengjie to dance.

Although Chen Mengjie had never learned dance, she had a very high understanding. Song Yun quickly taught her several classic dance moves.

After a while, Chen Mengjie found the rhythm, relaxed, and danced with Song Yun on the dance floor.

She suddenly realized that the feeling of dancing was quite good.

Just as the two were having fun, there were three people sitting here watching them playfully in a booth not far away.

One of the tall, blond hair and long middle-parted hair said to his companion: "Benshaming, no wonder you failed to invite me just now. It turned out that others already had a male companion. Of course, she would not agree to dance with you in front of her companion."

"These Chinese women are too conservative and just dance. I will touch her a few times at most and will not let her and I check in with me. Is there any problem?"

Benshaming spread his hands, showing an unhappy expression on his face.

He looked at the man with long hair in the middle part and teased: "Bertrand, if you have the ability, then you can try it and see if you can handle that girl."

Bertrand shook his head and smiled and said, "It's hard to deal with Chinese women. There was a Chinese beauty in the school before. I spent more than 4,000 euros and drove a Ferrari to play with her for several days. When I finally had to sleep with her, do you know what she said?"

"What?" Benshaming asked.

Bertrand showed a disgusting expression: "She said 'I thought you really loved me, but I didn't expect that you loved my body."

Benshaming smiled playfully and asked, "What?"

Bertrand showed a smug expression on his face, lowered his voice, and said to Benshaming: "Later, I made her stronger. You know about this. When you came to me the next day, didn't you have a fuck with that woman?"

Bensamin showed a sudden expression and said with a lewd smile: "Yes, I remembered that woman is very petite, and it is very interesting when she plays."

"You two are really beasts."

At this time, a man sitting next to him spoke.

The man was tall and thin, wearing a black suit, with brown hair tied a ponytail behind his head, his cheeks were sunken, his face was a little white, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he looked a little weird.

Benshamin and Berent looked at him, and he continued, "But I like beasts like you."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The three of them looked at each other and laughed.

Berent flirted with the lower middle point, pointed to the center of the dance floor, and said to the ponytail man: "Ruke, why don't you try it and see if you can handle that Chinese beauty."
Chapter completed!