Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

The whole dinner lasted three hours. We spent most of the time chatting, even though we were eating. When it ended, the moonlight was at its most beautiful, and the garden was filled with silver light.

Everyone was in high spirits, and some even clamored to dance.

"Xu...Zhihui, go dance, dance, I ask you to dance..."

He Zhijing was shouting and talking incoherently. Xu Zhihui held her forehead in silence. It was unexpected that one of the people shouting for dance was Master He. This Master He, who always had a stern face, could also act naughty sometimes.

Young Master He was quite sober just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was drunk. During the meal, Xu Zhihui saw that he was drinking quite naturally, and didn't find anything unusual, so she didn't stop him. In fact, his alcohol tolerance was average.

He Zhijing came over and pulled her.

"You big head ghost," Xu Zhihui laughed angrily, pointed at his own nose, then pointed at Lan Ying beside him and asked, "Who am I? Who is she?"

"Of course I know. You are Xu Zhihui and she is my sister-in-law." He Zhijing said angrily, "Xu Zhihui, what do you mean? Do you think I'm drunk? I'm not."

Lan Ying assisted He Zhijing from the side: "Zhihui, just dance with him. If you don't dance with him, he won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Good, good." Several cousins ​​nearby clapped and cheered, shouting, "Cheers to cousin, sister Zhihui, go dance."

The atmosphere became lively immediately. The musicians in the garden had been ready long ago, and the servants of the manor even brought out the piano. As soon as the noise came, the piano player immediately played dance music.

"Go, go, let's all go dance..."

The elderly love this kind of lively scene the most. Watching the young people release their youthful energy and passion, the blood in their bodies begins to boil again, and they feel as if they were decades younger.

Xu Zhihui could only go along with Master He. She thought about it and decided to dance a tango, which was the most suitable dance for two people at a dance party.

"Are you sure you can jump?" Xu Zhihui looked at him, a little doubtful about his condition.

"of course."

"Tango, please?"

"Row."

"Just one step away, thank you." Xu Zhihui gestured to the band.

This is a very famous Argentine tango dance. It is not difficult, but it is beautiful. Xu Zhihui is not sure that Master He can dance it, but she really wants to dance it. She danced with Du Yueqiu several times when she was in Beijing University, and now it is Master He's turn.

The melodious sound of violin sounded and everyone gathered around.

As the melody sounded, Xu Zhihui walked into the venue with graceful steps, then stood up and posed a very graceful dance posture. Next, He Zhijing should walk over slowly, then hug her and start dancing.

For this kind of dance at a party, you should wear high heels and a skirt. Xu Zhihui was wearing jeans and white sneakers today, which seemed out of place. She hadn't thought about dancing, otherwise she would definitely wear a skirt and high heels.

Despite this, her beauty was still so attractive. Young Master He just stared at her without any reaction.

???

Master He can’t dance?

Xu Zhihui had no choice but to take the initiative to step forward and put her left hand on his shoulder. He Zhijing finally reacted and put his right hand around her waist and held her hand with his left hand.

After just a few dances, everyone could see that Xu Zhihui was really good at dancing, not inferior to professional dancers. Although her jeans affected her performance, her body movements and dance steps were absolutely professional and first-class, while He Zhijing was obviously messy, and there was a world of difference between the two.

He Zhijing leaned close to her ear, chuckled, and whispered, "Sorry, I forgot."

"Okay, just dance casually," Xu Zhihui said speechlessly with eyes wide open, "We can dance casually, no need to worry about the steps."

"Don't underestimate me," He Zhijing said unhappily, "I also danced when I was studying abroad, but I haven't danced for so long that I'm not very good at it."

What He Zhijing said was true. When I was studying abroad, I had to attend some dances and I had practiced it to some extent. I stopped dancing after I returned to China and took over He's company, but I still have some impression of it.

Xu Zhihui smiled, "Okay, okay, I'll help you review it."

"Hey, like this, like this..." Xu Zhihui said softly, "Hands should be held a little higher, it's not easy to use too much force if you put your hands too low."

She danced and taught softly.

"How come you dance so well?" He Zhijing admired her from the bottom of his heart. He looked at his feet carefully and asked, "Xu Zhihui, are you omnipotent?"

He plays the drums well, sings well, and even dances well.

Xu Zhihui ridiculed herself: "Do you believe that I am not knowledgeable? I put my energy elsewhere."

"Oh, your academic performance is very poor?"

"No," Xu Zhihui said with a proud smile, "My grades are good too."

"You...Versailles..."

"Oops, you stepped on my foot."

"Feel sorry."

"..."

"Stepped on it again..."

"Come, left, forward, back, up right..."

With Xu Zhihui's instruction, He Zhijing slowly regained some feeling after stepping on his feet a few times. It was a little awkward, but much better than when he first danced. At least he didn't step on his feet again.

Xu Zhihui made several beautiful turns, causing the others to scream. There were several jumping movements and lingering movements in the middle, which required the cooperation of the dance partner. She bent her legs and jumped up, and the dance partner followed, and then spun around a few times. But forget it, Master He would definitely not be able to cooperate, so she did not jump out.

"Wow, Sister Zhihui, you dance so well..." Lin Zhizhi shouted from the side, "Cheers, cousin, you need to work harder."

"My cousin dances better than Xiaohua," the little boy Sun Bingqian said to his mother, "Mom, can I dance with my cousin?"

Mei Wanxia nodded his head and shook her head, "No, your aunt only dances with your uncle."

"Oh." Sun Bingqian was a little disappointed.

Sun Xiaofei and Lan Ying were smiling on the side. It was great to see the two dancing. This son had really come to his senses and was taking the initiative to approach Xu Zhihui. Lan Ying whispered, "Mom, I reminded Xiao Jing to confess his feelings as soon as he knew what was going on."

"Yingying, thanks for reminding me," Sun Xiaofei said, "Look how good Zhihui is. But I don't know when the brat will confess his feelings. It's really frustrating."

He Zhijing was also thinking about confessing his feelings.

"Have you ever danced with other people?" He Zhijing asked, "male or female?"

"Woman, good sister, you are the first man."

He Zhijing's face immediately showed joy.

Next, he deliberately slowed down his pace, intending to confess his love to her before the dance ended. He Zhijing leaned over to her ear, and at this moment he was nervous, "Ahem, Xu Zhihui, I..."

"What?" Xu Zhihui looked at him.

He felt that this was the best time, "Xu Zhihui, I like you very much."

"You, are you confessing your feelings?" Xu Zhihui was amused and angry, "Your word 'quite' is quite forced."

"reluctantly?"

"Xu Zhihui, be my girlfriend. I like you."

He Zhijing had a stern face. He could only say such words with a stern face, and only being domineering was in line with his style, otherwise he would feel guilty.

"Master He, have you drunk too much?" Xu Zhihui asked with a smile.

"I am sober now. Even if I drank too much, I am still speaking the truth." He Zhijing's face darkened. "Xu Zhihui, I will say it again, be my girlfriend."

"In that case, I'll think about it." Xu Zhihui said with a smile.

"Don't think about it."

"You are not allowed to consider it. Is there anyone as shameless as you?"

"Xu Zhihui, I tell you, there is no wall here, but there is a table, believe me or not..." He Zhijing stared at her and licked his lips deliberately.

Ah? Xu Zhihui was stunned. Master He, are you trying to do a wall-dong? No, a table-dong? Is it okay for you to do this in public? Aren't you ashamed?

He Zhijing held her waist tighter and moved forward a few steps. He didn't look like he was joking, as he could do it in a minute.

At this time, the dance music had ended, and everyone's eyes were on the two people. Everyone saw that He Zhijing was still hugging Xu Zhihui, with no intention of letting go after the dance was over. Instead, the two bodies moved closer, and their faces were almost touching.

With that ambiguous posture, He Zhijing seemed to want to do something, was he going to kiss her? Everyone was watching what he would do next.

Xu Zhihui and He Zhijing noticed everyone's gaze and turned around. "Hehe," Xu Zhihui laughed awkwardly, and He Zhijing quickly let go of her hand, coughed twice, walked to the table, and drank two sips of water.

Lan Ying sighed. Why not just kiss him directly? It was almost successful. This kid was still a little thin-skinned, unlike his elder brother He Zhizun.

Sun Xiaofei came to the rescue and said, "Everyone continue dancing."

Lan Ying agreed: "Yes, continue."

The crowd dispersed with smiles on their faces. Those who were dancing continued to dance, while those who were not dancing wandered around. At this moment, even the servants and cooks of the manor joined in, changing out of their uniforms to become part of the party.

Everyone was watching the show, and when the show was over, everyone had to disperse. Everyone could tell what the show was.

It was a close call. Xu Zhihui breathed a sigh of relief. This Young Master He was too shameless. She was thinking, if Young Master He really wanted to kiss her, should she push him away? Or, should she just give in to him?

"He Zhijing, do you really have no shame?" Xu Zhihui approached He Zhijing angrily, "You have no shame, but I have dignity."

"Hey, if you can't even find a wife, what's the point of having a good face?"

???

Master He has become a different person tonight. Does this sound like something he would say?

"Tsk tsk, you are really shameless, you must be made of steel."