After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and frowned slightly.

The man walked towards him leisurely.

Until she stood in front of him.

The man lowered his eyelids and stared at her.

There were a few strands of his neatly combed short hair, and under the black mask were a pair of dark eyes, like a deep ancient pool that seemed to suck people in at any time.

Sang Zhi was in a daze and looked up at the man in front of her.

"I'm looking forward to the opening dance between Miss Joe and Mr. Elvis."

Karl crossed his arms and looked at them leisurely.

Sangzhi could feel everyone's eyes focused on him and the man in front of him.

The man stared at her for a moment.

Sangzhi saw him take off his gloves and reach out to her.

Sangzhi pulled her lips and handed over her hand.

Her fingertips could barely touch the man's fingertips.

very cool.

The touch at that moment made her heart palpitate.

This feeling... made her very uncomfortable.

Sang Zhi took a deep breath, smiled at the man, and spoke in English.

"Hello, I'm Joe, but I may not be very good at dancing. I hope you don't mind, sir."

Elvis just stared at her clear and clear eyes.

Before she could react, Sang Zhi felt a warm and cool touch on the back of her hand.

Sang Zhi froze, staring blankly at the man in front of her who leaned over and kissed the back of her hand.

She knows that foreigners are very enthusiastic.

But...this man...

However, soon.

Elvis's cool lips left the back of her hand.

"It's okay, I'll be a great teacher. You'll be a great student too."

Elvis's deep and mellow voice slowly sounded in his ears.

He speaks excellent English.

While Sang Zhi was dazed, the man had already led her into the middle of the dance floor.

Sang Zhi turned around and glanced at Ye Jialan's position. Ye Jialan gestured to her and said he was leaving.

The man smelled faintly of perfume.

It's... the very light perfume smell that was covered up on Mr. Karl's body when he was outside.

However, what really surprised Sang Zhi was...

"Miss Joe, please pay attention."

Elvis lowered his head and slowly leaned towards her ear.

His sudden approach made her stiffen.

The smell of his perfume numbed her nerves.

This perfume.

It was the one she had concocted before and given several samples to Ye Jialan.

The one she didn't want to release.

Why does he have it?

She was certain that this was the one she developed and prepared.

Sang Zhi was a little absent-minded.

"excuse me."

Elvis's face was calm, his lips were slightly raised, and his voice was cold.

Just when she was lost in thought, the man's hand slowly came to her waist.

The other hand held her hand.

Sangzhi's whole body was tense, feeling very uncomfortable.

She raised her hand and placed it slightly on Elvis.

All eyes around the dance floor seemed to be on them.

Although Sangzhi was a little flustered, fortunately he didn't make any mistakes.

This Elvis is indeed a very good teacher, and she follows Elvis's rhythm completely.

However, the only thing that made her feel uncomfortable was that she felt the slender and tall man in front of her holding her hand... getting heavier and... very strong.

Sang Zhi felt that this opening dance was really long and torturous.

She was too close to this man named "elvis".

But fortunately, this man is a gentleman.

"You are chinese?"

Elvis asked in a low voice.

"Um……"

Sang Zhi suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if there was a hot gaze coming from the crowd.

She looked up, but didn't find the

"I'm Elvis."

Sangzhi seemed to hear the man's chuckle.

"I... know. Mr. Karl just said it." Sang Zhi whispered, his eyes clear.

"Can I ask what your Chinese name is?"

Elvis narrowed his eyes, his eyes dark.

"..."

Sang Zhi frowned slightly, she tugged her lips and said in a light voice, "Li Bing."

She made up a random name to deal with the man.

The man smiled.

Mulberry branches drooped eyelids.

"Did we meet just now? In the garden."

Elvis had a smile on his face, and his deep pupils reflected her figure.

"If that person isn't your twin brother, he should be."

Sangzhi smiled and said narrowly.

The man was stunned for a moment, but soon smiled.

"You are beautiful."

Elvis spoke slowly.

"..." Sang Zhi almost thought his mask had fallen off.

"How did you know?" She laughed and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I'm wearing a mask."

The corners of Elvis's lips raised slightly.

"imagination."

"Aren't you curious why I can dance even though I'm in a wheelchair?" Elvis frowned and looked down at her.

Sangzhi listened to the man's deep and cold voice coming from above his head.

Sang Zhi curled her lips slightly, smiled slyly, and raised her eyebrows at him, "Curiosity killed the cat."

When Elvis heard her answer, the curve of the corners of his lips deepened.

"In my opinion, Miss Joe is not a cat, she should be a lion..."

"..."

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, her eyebrows moved slightly, and she subconsciously raised her eyes to meet the man's deep eyes.

That strange feeling arises spontaneously.

She moved her lips and was about to speak when the music of the opening dance stopped abruptly.

And Elvis exerted force on his hand, and Sangzhi moved into his arms.The man's big palm clasped her waist, and the two made the final stage pose.

"When I saw Miss Joe, I suddenly thought of something." The man lowered his voice.

"what?"

Sang Zhi's heart moved slightly.

"Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend." Elvis's voice was as cold as jade, like going to a clear spring.

Sangzhi's body was a little stiff.

suddenly.

The crowd burst into loud applause.

"Are you looking forward to meeting me?"

There was the sound of warm breathing.

"..."

Not “Will we meet again?”, but “Will you look forward to seeing me again?”…

Sang Zhi was in a daze. She pursed her lips and tightened her jaw. Before she could speak, Mr. Karl was already speaking with the microphone.

"Thank you Miss Joe and Mr. Elvis for the wonderful performance..."

Sangzhi seemed to feel that cold and sinister gaze again.

She subconsciously looked around the crowd.

She could barely look into the deep, dark eyes in the corner.

The man was tall and tall, but he was blocked by some people.

But Sangzhi still saw him at a glance.

But the man turned around and left.

His back was lost in the crowd.

Although that person also wore a mask.

Although she thought it was unlikely.

But there was a moment.

She actually thought that person was Zhuo Yijing.

Sangzhi subconsciously broke out of Elvis's arms and kept a distance from him.

"Mr. Elvis, I'll see you again if we have chance."

Sang Zhi wore his signature polite smile.

She turned around slowly, leaving only her slender and beautiful back to the man.

The man smiled, the corners of his lips raised, and his eyes dimmed, but it was fleeting. He stared meaningfully at Sang Zhi's retreating back.

Don’t you look forward to it?

It's ok.

soon.

See you soon.

branches.

My branches.

With a smile on his face, the man looked down at his palms, which seemed to still be warm.

He slowly raised his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed gently.

good smell.

It is her unique refreshing fragrance.

It was the smell that lingered in his heart as he tossed and turned in his midnight dreams.

Never forget.

……