Song Ci stepped on the spot and spun her body, as if she was tireless and would not feel dizzy. The hem of her skirt fluttered under her body, brushing against Han Zhan's trouser legs, stirring Han Zhan's heart.
Han Zhan felt the charm of Song Ci, and similarly, others could feel it too. Both men and women at the scene were shouting Song Ci's name, and some girls couldn't help but sway their waists along.
Behind Han Zhan, Li Li and Bei Zhan were also howling like ghosts and wolves.
Han Zhan glanced at Li Li and Bei Zhan with a cold look. When the two met Han Zhan's gaze, they quickly lowered their heads and stopped talking or shouting.
Finally, Song Ci finished jumping around the house.
She felt a little hot, and sweat was on her forehead. Song Ci wiped the sweat off her face and looked up to see Han Zhan striding towards her. As he approached, Han Zhan quickly took off his suit jacket and put it on Song Ci.
Han Zhan held Song Ci's cheek and kissed her forehead. As they left, Song Ci heard Han Zhan warn her, "There will definitely not be a next time."
Song Ci raised her head and gave Han Zhan a clean and gorgeous smile.
Han Zhan's heart trembled at that smile.
Song Ci was pulled to a seat by Han Zhan. Song Ci leaned in Han Zhan's arms and asked him, "Brother Han, did I dance well?"
Han Zhan couldn't lie, "Okay."
Song Ci was satisfied.
At tonight's event, Han Zhan's elders were almost nowhere to be seen; the only people present were young people. Song Ci's friends came from all walks of life.
When it was time for the friends' performances, Song Ci's friends took the stage one after another to sing, perform magic tricks, and dance. When it was Han Wangwang's turn, she performed a live DJ set for her cousin's aunt and uncle.
Han Wangwang’s DJing skills are amazing, and the young people in the audience are dancing like they’re in a bar.
Han Zhan sat with his arms spread out on the sofa, his arms folded across the backrest. The clamorous DJ music had no effect on his mood. He drank plain water like an old cadre, expressionless.
Song Ci, wearing Han Zhan's coat, stood in his arms, dancing wildly. The way her waist twisted made people's mouths dry.
Han Zhan looked up at Song Ci's frantic expression, his Adam's apple rolling. He drank the boiled water in one gulp and raised his hand to call the waiter. "Excuse me, give me a glass of ice water."
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After Han Wangwang's performance, Liang Bo took the microphone and went on stage again.
Liang Bo sang a song called "Wish to Win One's Heart". He is a relatively popular new singer recently, and everyone was very supportive. When he finished singing, there was thunderous applause.
Liang Bo walked off the stage and toasted Song Ci and Han Zhan with a glass of wine. He was very sweet and wished Song Ci and Han Zhan: "I wish Goddess Song Song and Mr. Han to have a baby soon, and their love will be stronger than gold, and they will live together till old age!"
Han Zhan drank the glass of wine, and after Liang Bo left, he hooked his finger at Bei Zhan. Bei Zhan walked over, leaned over and asked Han Zhan: "What is it, Mr. Han?"
Han Zhan said: "Notify Yuhua to start the god-making plan as soon as possible. I want to make Liang Bo the most dazzling star, and he will become the god of singing." A child who can talk so well deserves to be famous!
Bei Zhan twitched his lips and responded with an "OK".
He stood up, his eyes searching for Liang Bo who was walking through the crowd with a glass of wine in his hand, feeling a little envious.
How come this child has such a good life?
The party hadn't ended yet, but Han Zhan left early with Song Ci.
Song Ci was not crazy enough yet, and was pulled by Han Zhan to the elevator. Her high heels stepped deep and shallow on the carpet, and she walked a little unsteadily.
Song Ci drank a lot of wine, her face flushed. She pulled Han Zhan's arm and acted coquettishly: "Brother Han, I haven't had enough fun yet, why are you so boring..."
Hearing her coquettish voice, Han Zhan felt tingling all over.
"Not having fun? It doesn't matter, Brother Han will play with you." Han Zhan pulled Song Ci into Elevator No. 6, which is only open to special personnel.
Song Ci leaned on Han Zhan's shoulder with a suspicious look.
She muttered, "Brother Han is like a wooden man. He can't dance or go dancing. What can you play with me..." Hide and seek? Landlord?
The elevator door slowly closed. At the same time, the staff in the monitoring room received instructions and immediately cut off the surveillance in the elevator where Han Zhan was.
Song Ci's head was so groggy that she didn't even know what she was talking about. It wasn't until she was pushed down by Han Zhan and her back was against the wall that Song Ci finally came to her senses.
"Han...Woo!"
With his lips blocked, Song Ci couldn't speak anymore.
Outside the door of elevator number 6, signs were posted saying elevator maintenance was in progress. Inside elevator number 6, Song Ci was dragged into hell by Han Zhan, and then brought back to the clouds...
Up and down, lingering endlessly.
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