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[69 Book Bar - www.] Sheng Yunlie didn't know how to answer An Chenxia's question, and a kind of silent embarrassment suddenly hit his heart.

"Okay, I agree." An Chenxia suddenly spoke calmly without any warning, but there was no hint of complexity in his peaceful expression.

He knew Sheng Yunlie very well, and he could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression.

Since he felt embarrassed, he stopped asking questions. Anyway, it was meaningless to him whether he could hear or answer such questions.

But when they heard An Chenxia agreed, both Sheng Yunlie and Qiao Youmeng were shocked at the same time.

Especially Sheng Yunlie, he was not only shocked, but also a little angry.

In fact, he didn't want An Chenxia to agree at all. That boy clearly knew that Qiao Youmeng was his woman, so why did he agree? Did he deliberately want to embarrass him?

But before he could think about it, An Chenxia had already stood up.

He was wearing a white three-piece suit, which covered his slender and tall figure. His warm brown hair was messy and stylish, and his deep and slightly melancholy eyes seemed to have an alluring charm, making people just look at him.

You can't help but be attracted to him at one glance.

Qiao Youmeng just stared at him blankly, unconsciously obsessed with it. It wasn't until a white hand stretched out in front of her that she was finally brought back from her thoughts.

"Beauty, would you like to dance with me?" An Chenxia smiled slightly at Qiao Youmeng, but there was a hint of alienation in her polite attitude.

Qiao Youmeng was stunned.

This scene came too suddenly, was too beautiful, and could even be said to be too dreamy to be true.

Although Qiao Youmeng had fantasized about An Chenxia inviting her to dance more than once, she never expected that it would be under such circumstances.

And shouldn't she quickly pass her hand into An Chenxia's palm? Why is she so hesitant now?

Qiao Youmeng hesitated for a long time, and finally lowered her head, not daring to look into An Chenxia's tender eyes.

"What's wrong?" An Chenxia looked at Qiao Youmeng in confusion, still feeling a little surprised by her reaction.

In fact, he originally thought that she would be very happy to receive his invitation, but the reality was far beyond his expectation.

"I..." She tugged at the hem of her skirt tangledly, not knowing whether she should agree or not.

"Qiao Youmeng, are you playing hard to get?" Sheng Yunlie looked Qiao Youmeng up and down and sneered disdainfully.

Stimulated by Sheng Yunlie, Qiao Youmeng, who was originally hesitant, suddenly made up his mind and simply passed his hand directly into An Chenxia's palm.

"Handsome boy, let's go dance!" She winked mischievously at An Chenxia, ​​with a charming smile on her lips.

Although that smile appeared inadvertently by Qiao Youmeng, little did she know that it was this smile that caused An Chenxia to lose consciousness for a moment...

"Yes." An Chenxia came back to her senses, nodded belatedly, and then took Qiao Youmeng's hand and walked towards the dance floor, preparing to start the first opening dance of the evening in advance.

Seeing the two of them walking towards the middle, the classmates who were surrounding them to watch the fun consciously opened a path for the two of them.