Chapter 1739: At the Dance 2

"Army Commander, you are really good at talking." Feng Qingxue was in a particularly good mood, and the regret she felt immediately disappeared. She saluted him and said, "I sincerely invite you to dance with me, Army Commander."

I haven't danced for a long time, I need to practice first.

The beauty is like jade, and her smile is like a flower. Who can bear to refuse this invitation?

Lu Jiang had never danced with anyone else, so he was naturally happy to practice with his wife to avoid making a fool of himself at the dance.

They had never eaten pork, but they had seen pigs run. Lu Jiang recalled the dance steps he had seen at the party and soon performed them. Feng Qingxue knew simple ballroom dances and had seen the female soldiers of the art troupe practice, so she was even more familiar with them.

After the dance, the emotions were so deep that there was inevitably another wave of passion that lasted until midnight.

The next morning, Feng Qingxue looked radiant, as if she was in her twenties. She wore the prepared clothes but no jewelry.

He doesn't have to go out on missions now, so he has less exposure to wind and sun. Plus, when people see him and his wife they always say that there's too big a difference in age between them. He has insisted on using vanishing cream for the past six months, and actually looks a few years younger than before.

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"Army Commander, you look really impressive today!" Feng Qingxue praised before leaving. Actually, she wanted to say that he was handsome, a handsomeness that was not restricted by age. It turned out that whether a man is handsome or not can be seen after he puts on his military uniform.

Anyway, there is plenty of time and there are plenty of opportunities, Feng Qingxue thought at the time.

Many people have only heard of Feng Qingxue but have never seen her.

During the period when Lu Jiang came to the capital for meetings, there were several activities where he could take his wife to participate, but unfortunately the time conflicted with school schedule, so Feng Qingxue naturally focused on her studies first.

Feng Qingxue particularly likes the way her husband looks in military uniform, she likes it to the core.

The seriousness on Lu Jiang's face suddenly melted a little, "Of course, I can't embarrass my wife."

It was the first time that Lu Jiang brought his wife to a dance party, and they attracted a lot of people's attention as soon as they entered the auditorium.

The two flattered each other for a moment and laughed together.

Unlike Lu Jiang, who often came to the capital for meetings after being transferred to the Capital Military Region, Feng Qingxue almost never appeared in social occasions in the capital. She only lived in the capital for two years while studying, and the people she often interacted with were relatives and friends, as well as some old revolutionaries and their families that Guo Yan had brought her to meet, and those were all informal occasions.

Most of the people who arrived first were seeing Feng Qingxue for the first time. At first they thought she was the dance partner that Lu Jiang found from the art troupe. After hearing his introduction, they realized it was Feng Qingxue and could not help but be surprised.

With a slim figure, fair skin, a delicate and beautiful face and outstanding temperament, is she really the wife that Lu Jiang married more than ten years ago?

Lu Jiang was wearing a military uniform. He had a sturdy build, a tough face, and was extremely dignified in his every move.

The higher the position and the more powerful one is, the later he will arrive. Who dares to let the leader wait for him? So when they arrived, the old leaders had not arrived yet. Only some cadres with the same or slightly lower rank as Lu Jiang and their family members or dance partners were present.

Everyone who has seen Feng Qingxue says that she is beautiful. Isn't that too good to be true?

The same style of clothes, although made of different materials, always looks rigid when worn by others, but it looks just right on her, and even better than the fashionable clothes shipped from Shanghai.

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Some people envy it, some people can't stand it.

Su Meixiang ran straight up to them, looked them up and down for a moment, her eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

(End of this chapter)