Gong Xiaoqiao moved gracefully to the rhythm of the music…
Her dance was passionate and unrestrained, like a fierce and wild flame burning without any care…
Everyone was instantly infected by her.
It didn't matter whether it was the wild beasts of Africa or the beauties of Asia, Shen Letian was the first to join in the commotion. The dazzling lights all turned on, and from nowhere, a bunch of glimmering sticks appeared. One was handed to each person, leading the frenzy of shaking…
The crowd gradually joined the dance…
In short, the scene was completely out of control!!!
Gu Hangshen sat there, massaging his temples with a headache.
After a while, the corners of his mouth lifted in a resigned smile…
"Sean, who is she?" A man dressed in a blue kimono, who had appeared at some point, sat on the coffee table in front of Gu Hangshen and asked with interest.
"What? Interested? If I remember correctly, the traditional Chinese woman is more your type."
