Qiao Xin seemed to take a deep breath, even though it was already 9:30 pm and Xiao Long didn't come home at all. Qiao Xin also decided to wear her beautiful dress as an experiment when she later participated. Qiao Xin felt sure that the dress that her mother-in-law had prepared was suitable for her. Qiao Xin looked at her reflection in the mirror, tilted her face as she couldn't reach the back zipper perfectly. Qiao Xin seemed to be puffing out her chest while tugging at an eyebrow, something that made Qiao Xin a bit strange.

"Does this dress have foam on the chest? Why does my chest look so big and scary? Wearing this dress why do I feel like a bitch, my cleavage really looks perfect," Qiao Xin muttered. Qiao Xin was about to cover her chest, then she tried to grab the zipper on her back but couldn't. Until the pair of big hands touched Qiao Xin's exposed back. How shocked Qiao Xin was, but she was about to tilt her face but was restrained. When the tall body stood directly behind her so intimately, then his fingers began to caress her innocent back, slowly and surely Qiao Xin's back zipper began to be pulled up perfectly so that the beautiful dress that Qiao Xin was wearing now seemed to stick perfectly to Qiao Xin's body.

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Qiao Xin's face turned red. She seemed to be swallowing her saliva with difficulty, she was about to leave, but the hands immediately locked her body. Yes, that hand belonged to Xiao Long, which managed to make Qiao Xin hold her breath for it.

"Why on nights like this, the ugly duckling wears a dress like this? Are you in the mood to perform an acrobat show in the room?" Xiao Long quipped.

Qiao Xin was annoyed, first annoyed at Xiao Long breaking his promise for not coming home as promised, and now because Xiao Long was mocking her. With all her might, Qiao Xin pushed Xiao Long's body, but the man held her back so that the already annoyed Qiao Xin ended up crying. Seeing this, Xiao Long fell silent. He immediately retreated completely and let Qiao Xin out of his grip.

Xiao Long looked back at Qiao Xin, who seemed to be ripping up the bottom of her dress. Then she walked away, rubbed her face roughly, then started playing some music in a fairly low voice.

"What happened to you? Are you currently learning to play a drama? Why are you suddenly crying like that? Or will your stupid lover come back and ask you for money? Or is your stupid friend trying to be nice to you?" Xiao Long investigated.

Qiao Xin just looked at Xiao Long with an annoyed look. Without saying anything, Qiao Xin immediately went to the room's balcony and started learning to dance independently even without Xiao Long's help. Seeing that Qiao Xin was learning to dance on her own, Xiao Long looked surprised. How could he not? It turned out that he had forgotten his promise to Qiao Xin this morning, which said he would come home early to teach Qiao Xin to dance. Just because there was a problem at one of the company's branches made Xiao Long forget about this. The day after tomorrow is the event.

"Is she crying and upset because of me?" Xiao Long muttered to himself. Rubbing his face roughly, then he walked over to peek at what Xiao Xin was doing. A curtain did not cover the partition door between the room and the balcony made of glass, showing Qiao Xin dancing alone with very stiff body movements and several times almost falling. Xiao Long quickly put down his coat, untied his tie, rolled up his sleeves during my session, and he stepped closer to Qiao Xin, opened the glass door, and managed to make Qiao Xin look at him with an unreadable expression.

Xiao Long's mouth was perfectly clenched, his jaw visibly hardened. Stupid! That's what Xiao Long was cursing in his heart. Even the word sorry was hard to come out of his mouth perfectly.

Xiao Long stepped up to Qiao Xin with an iceberg of prestige, but then he immediately bowed and held out his hand, a dance request from a man to his partner. However, Qiao Xin stood still, not responding to Xiao Long's offer.

"Young Lady Han, will you dance with me?" said Xiao Long in the end. Qiao Xin turned her head away, she wanted to retreat, but her body was instantly captured perfectly by Xiao Long. Qiao Xin tried to free herself, but Xiao Long led Qiao Xin's hand to grab his waist while placing the other hand on Xiao Long's shoulder. "Earlier, there was a bit of trouble at the office, so I forgot my promise to you," Xiao Long said, trying to explain. Xiao Long isn't someone who likes to explain things like this. That's why his tone of voice is a little awkward and stiff.

Qiao Xin, hearing that, couldn't help but smile bitterly, even she could already guess what Xiao Long would say to her. A very common thing for a workaholic like Xiao Long.

"You need not hesitate, Young Mr. Han. Isn't work your crazy chore and hobby? Then why do you even explain things that have become your daily life to me," Qiao Xin quipped?

Xiao Long was silent again, and he couldn't possibly tell if his subsidiary company was in trouble. But he looked at Qiao Xin and tried to lighten the mood, and I don't know what it was. Because if forced to apologize and so on, Xiao Long really can't afford to do it.

"Yeah, I'm a workaholic. A stupid woman like you can understand that?" sneered Xiao Long. Qiao Xin was silent. Rather than replying, as usual, the woman now preferred to remain silent and managed to make Xiao Long feel somewhat guilty about Qiao Xin now. "Sick!" Xiao Long shouted. Qiao Xin was shocked by it.

"Sorry," said Qiao Xin later. Xiao Long now had something to talk about to lighten Qiao Xin's annoyed mood with him.

"Are you stupid? I'm not wearing any footwear, and you stepped on my feet in your high heels. Take off those damn shoes of yours, you'll never be able to learn to do so until you die."

"But-"

"Didn't you hear my orders?" Xiao Long said. Bullying Qiao Xin was the job he was passionate about right now.

Snorting, Qiao Xin stopped in her tracks. She immediately took off her high heels, causing Xiao Long to look at Qiao Xin with a mischievous smile.

"Now put your feet on mine," he ordered.

"What?" Qiao Xin was shocked, and she didn't understand Xiao Long's orders at all. How could Qiao Xin have to step on Xiao Long's feet? That male demon would be furious and curse her to stone right now.

"You keep tripping over your own feet when you start walking alone, if you put your feet on top of mine I can teach you how to step clearly when dancing. So, put your feet on top of mine," Xiao Long ordered again,

Finally, Qiao Xin complied with Xiao Long's orders, and she put her feet on top of Xiao Long's. Qiao Xin's hand was again placed on Xiao Long's shoulder, while the other hand grabbed Xiao Long's waist. Xiao Long had chosen a piece of music so perfectly, then Xiao Long's legs started to move along with the song. Qiao Xin never thought if Xiao Long's legs were able to lift her like this. She looked at Xiao Long's slender legs, and then she looked at Xiao Long's face, which seemed very close to hers. Xiao Long's thick eyebrows, Xiao Long's curly eyelashes, Xiao Long's sharp gaze, Xiao Long's sharp nose, Xiao Long's full lips, and Xiao Long's firm jawline face.

Qiao Xin then lowered her gaze again, and she didn't understand at all. How could she be so detailed in observing the face of a Han Xiao Long?

"Keep your eyes on me, don't you have the guts to look at my face, Qiqi?" snapped Xiao Long, Qiao Xin immediately looked back at Xiao Long spontaneously, and this managed to make Xiao Long clear his throat. "I'm sure, right now you're admiring my good looks, and later you'll never be able to sleep well because you remember my handsome face. You should be lucky, Qiqi. Even though our marriage is only a contract marriage, but you have the opportunity to be my wife, the man most sought after by women in this country."

"Shameless," Qiao Xin muttered, then she fell silent again. Completely silent, enjoying every dance practice Xiao Long taught her. Until finally, slowly, Qiao Xin's two feet didn't step on Xiao Long's anymore. Who memorized the steps of the dance move perfectly. Xiao Long let go of Qiao Xin's hand. The woman seemed to be spinning perfectly, then Xiao Long pulled Qiao Xin's hand again and hugged Qiao Xin's body perfectly. The two of them looked at each other in silence again, and their gazes seemed so deep. Even the gust of wind that came seemed to accompany how the two were now colliding, hugging each other very intensely and intimately. The moon seemed to be a witness to the beautiful events of the two human beings.

Qiao Xin, who pulled her sanity first, immediately pushed Xiao Long's body, then she scratched the nape of her neck and decided to go back into the room. Xiao Long, who saw Qiao Xin's blushing face, smiled lopsidedly, then he looked at Qiao Xin with the corner of his eye.