C39 Dance

"Dance? Dance in the office? Why? "

Qiao Xinyou felt that Yan Yilang was sometimes a complete madman. He made her dance at the time when she was about to get off work, and he was still in the office. There was no atmosphere at all. There was no reason.

"Because I am not in a good mood."

Alright, if that was also a reason. But she had no idea why Yan Yilang was suddenly in a bad mood.

She looked at the clock hanging on the wall anxiously. There were only five minutes left before she got off work. Why did he ask her to dance now?

Thinking that Yan Yilang must have used some strange reason to make her work overtime, Qiao Xinyou did not refute this time and did not ask Yan Yilang for anything.

It was just dancing and did not say what kind of dance it was. If she wanted to dance for a few minutes, she could dance casually.

But...

"CEO, will you be in a good mood after just one dance?"

"That depends on what dance you dance."

Yan Yilang still remembered when they were still in love in high school. There were no later events. That year... Qiao Xinyou danced on the stage. After that dance, the number of love rivals in Yan Yilang's heart increased even more.

He had once asked Qiao Xinyou to only dance in front of him.

He did not know who Qiao Xinyou danced for in the five years he was in prison.

When he thought of this, Yan Yilang's heart went crazy with jealousy.

As he was thinking, Qiao Xinyou had already started to prepare for the dance. She was rummaging through her phone for songs.

After rummaging for a long time, Qiao Xinyou finally chose a song.

However, the moment the song was released, Yan Yilang's face turned green.

"My wife, aha. I really want to sing a love song and watch the most beautiful fireworks... "

Qiao Xinyou, who was standing in front of him, had learned square dance from some unknown place. She danced very well and even mastered the rhythm very well. In the end, she still had the foundation of dancing and her flexibility was good. It was effortless for her to dance.

However, when Qiao Xinyou opened her hand like an old aunty and raised her toes, Yan Yilang finally could not help but laugh.

His goddess did not look like a goddess at all, but she was so cute.

"CEO, you laughed." Qiao Xinyou stopped.

The song on the phone continued to play, "It is the temptation of a wolf. I started to sing a love song..."

Yan Yilang stopped smiling and pretended to be deep in thought, "Did I ask you to dance square dance?"

"Didn't you say you could dance square dance? As long as you're in a good mood, you can do it. You smiled."

As long as you smile, there is evidence that you are in a good mood. Let's see what reason you want me to work overtime.

"I'm not laughing."

This was lying through his teeth.

"Qiao Xinyou, it is your duty as a secretary to be in charge of CEO's life and mood. Now I can tell you clearly that if I am not in a good mood, you cannot get off work."

Qiao Xinyou looked at the clock showing five o'clock. She could not help feeling anxious. The previous few times, it was because of Yan Yilang working overtime for no reason that she was late. It had already made the bar owner unhappy.

"CEO."

She was already at her wit's end when it was obvious that Yan Yilang was making things difficult for her.

She lowered her head, feeling anxious.

She did not expect Yan Yilang to walk down from his seat and walk straight towards her.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Slowly approaching.

At such a close distance, it was as if the two hearts were gradually attracted and getting closer.

Qiao Xinyou's heartbeat unconsciously sped up.

This kind of gentle, quiet, and even somewhat enticing Yan Yilang made her nervous to the point of going crazy.

After that,

the tip of one of her feet touched the tip of another pair of feet.

The distance between his heart and his heart was only so-so.

"Do you know how to dance waltz?"

"Hmm?" She raised her head and met Yan Yilang's eyes.

Her lips were facing Yan Yilang's chin. This person could kiss her if he lowered his head.

Qiao Xinyou quickly took two steps back. This distance was too dangerous. She could not fall into Yan Yilang's fake gentleness.

Because, Yan Yilang should hate her.

"I don't know how to jump." She said.

Let me off work!

I don't want tonight's salary to disappear again.

I don't want to be so close to you.

My money.

"CEO, it's time to get off work. Can I leave first?"

He thought about going to work in a bar again, so he would not let her go. "Dance with me. You dance well and you will be rewarded."

The two words reward made Qiao Xinyou's heart move.

The overtime pay from Yan Yilang the previous few times was not cheap.

"Okay." She agreed.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Yilang took a big step forward and faced her again. Even though both of them had physical contact, such a dangerous love-like ambiguous distance made Qiao Xinyou very cautious.

She consciously took two more steps back. She did not expect Yan Yilang to follow closely behind.

Stupid girl, am I that scary? Yan Yilang felt both angry and funny.

When Qiao Xinyou wanted to continue retreating, Yan Yilang did not give her a chance. He grabbed Qiao Xinyou's waist and held her in his arms.

When Qiao Xinyou moved, he pretended to be angry and said, "Don't move. If you move a bit, tonight's overtime pay will be gone."

Qiao Xinyou could only stiffen her body and did not dare to move. What a joke. If she moved a little, the overtime pay would be blown away. She would not go against the money.

It was just that no matter how flexible a person was, if they felt itchy or uncomfortable, they would still move a little.

Unless, her acupuncture point was pointed.

Qiao Xinyou tried her best to maintain her posture. Then, she saw Yan Yilang suddenly hug her and hit her on the shoulder with his chin.

"Don't move."

He took out his phone from his pocket and circled around Qiao Xinyou's back to find a song suitable for dancing waltz.

He could clearly feel Qiao Xinyou's embarrassment of wanting to move but not daring to move.

Long live, if it wasn't for the past, how good would we be now?

"CEO."

Qiao Xinyou's heart was filled with ten thousand horses galloping. What exactly did this Lord CEO want to do? He was clearly using a different method to torture her.

Her heart was still beating like a drum just now.

Her mind was filled with water.

However, just as Qiao Xinyou was getting impatient, an elegant and noble round dance music rang in her ears. Her waist was supported by a pair of large hands and she was still in a daze. Yan Yilang's low and deep voice had already jumped straight into her ears, "What are you spacing out for? Dance."

Qiao Youyou followed Yan Yilang's footsteps. At first, she was on guard and restrained. In the end, she really forgot about it and became at ease.

The footsteps under her feet seemed to have come alive. She raised her head and looked at Yan Yilang's handsome and sunny face. He was really handsome. Then, she unconsciously revealed a smile from the corner of her mouth.

Yan Yilang, Yi Lang.

She silently called his name in her heart.

Not the distant name "CEO."

"Youyou, do you remember the ballet you danced on the stage back then?"

It was a long time ago.

At that time, their love was pure and beautiful.

For some reason, it was clearly a very beautiful thing, but as soon as he thought about it, that kind of beautiful thing became extremely cruel.

They were enemies with each other.

It was a relationship that could never be restored.

"I remember."

He even mentioned what he had done back then.

"That dance of yours had attracted a lot of people back then."

Seduction. This word was extremely ear-piercing. She actually didn't know that Yan Yilang actually looked at her like that. Her heart was filled with discomfort.

"What do you mean by this?"

She was a little angry. She immediately let go of the hand that was on Yan Yilang's shoulder.