This is the token of affection between the prince and his beloved, and no one loves shells more than he does.
Josh guessed correctly.
But a new problem arose.
She couldn't dance this kind of dance.
"Miss Josh, you've stepped on my shoes again." Prince Sisi's gloomy, statuesque face showed no sign of impatience, but his eyes were so noble that they made others feel like they were offending him.
Josh smiled slightly, "Sorry, it wasn't on purpose."
The surrounding gazes were as if they could swallow someone, and they fixed on Josh with intensity.
Especially after she stepped on the prince's noble toes countless times.
Josh's mouth twitched; she truly forgot about this.
Although singing and dancing were her strengths, she had never seen this ancient, peculiar dance that required two people to cooperate.
After the dance, the prince's white boots were covered with shoe prints.
