"Didn't you say you didn't want to dance?" Nangong Ran looked at him, a bit confused and dumbfounded, and asked.
"That depends on the person." His eyes fell into her pupils, surprisingly gentle.
Nangong Ran's heart started pounding, oh my god, is he pulling out his moves again?
Still in a daze, he was already leading her into a graceful dance.
Nangong Ran was slightly surprised. She thought Di Mingchen, being the rough guy he is, wouldn't be able to dance at all. It turned out that not only could Di Mingchen dance, but he also danced quite elegantly, very gentlemanly.
In his lead, she felt very comfortable, but the intimacy between them was really, um, even more than kissing.
Why does she feel shy out of nowhere?
Nangong Ran was embarrassed, suddenly remembering that dream from before. Was it really a dream, or did she actually kiss him?
