She forgot everything about the outside world, only immersed in the world of thoughts that belonged to the two of them.
To outsiders, it seemed that the only ones in the dance floor were each other, and no one or a third party could intervene, not even leaving a single gap.
The two of them looked so well-matched, so harmonious, so in tune with each other.
At this moment, no one dared to say that Xiao Yao wasn't worthy of the man by her side. Because at this moment, Xiao Yao, at 165 cm tall, nestled against the 185 cm tall man, just like a little bird leaning on someone.
"Wuu... this is so touching!" A girl, watching this scene, couldn't help feeling sentimental, shedding tears as if the two people in front of her were lovers reuniting after being apart for a thousand years.
"Wuu... yes, they don't speak, but they are so in sync. One look, one gesture, and they know each other's intentions!" Another girl also cried softly in agreement. It was truly moving.
"Wuu..."
