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"But if you have any ideas, I can make some sacrifices for myself."

After saying that, Chen Shuo moved closer to Su Xiyan.

Su Xiyan: "???"

Three seconds later, Su Xiyan finally understood.

This Chen Shuo guy had misunderstood her actions just now.

"What kind of colored waste is filled in your brain??"

The next second, Chen Shuo, who was full of expectations, was severely pinched on the face by Su Xiyan.

Ouch!!

It really hurts!!!

Chen Shuo's eyes widened as he watched Su Xiyan's angry back leave, feeling very aggrieved inside.

It was clearly Su Xiyan who made the first move... No, it was clearly Su Xiyan who moved her leg first, okay? Facing such a perfect leg line, which normal guy could resist?

How did it end up being my fault?

Women are really incomprehensible!!

Goodwill towards Su Xiyan, -1.

Although angry, Chen Shuo would still attend the dance party with Su Xiyan as usual.

Didn't Su Xiyan say that there might be high-level vampires at the dance party? Chen Shuo had his own selfish reasons for attending the dance party, of course he couldn't tell Su Xiyan.

Feelings in the heart were one thing, but this did not affect Chen Shuo from doing his own thing.

Su Xiyan was quite a perfectionist obsessive-compulsive.

After ordering high-end couture, she took Chen Shuo to find a special dance teacher.

Since they were both talented people who could learn by just watching once, the dance instructor did not have to work too hard.

After simply teaching for an hour, Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan had already remembered all the moves.

Next was practice.

Su Xiyan reached out and put her hand on Chen Shuo's shoulder. The two slowly stepped to the music in the practice room.

The rhythm of the music was very elegant. The so-called high society dances actually had relatively gentle steps, not so urgent.

Chen Shuo gently hugged Su Xiyan's slender waist, and this time he could openly and fair-and-square hug her waist without fear of being beaten.

Her waist was so slim, weak and boneless, yet still very powerful. This contradictory state did not seem abrupt at all appearing on Su Xiyan.

As if a little tired, Su Xiyan leaned her head on Chen Shuo's shoulder as she danced.

This was the second time today.

The music was still playing, and Su Xiyan's dance steps did not stop either, the slow pace was extremely like a lazy cat.

Aloofness carried an aura that did not dare to look up to.

Yet this arrogance was severely compromised when it encountered Chen Shuo.

Su Xiyan’s head was leaning against Chen Shuo’s shoulder. Her hair was soft and fluffy, and her dance steps became more gentle.

Feeling Su Xiyan's breath, Chen Shuo’s hand around her waist subconsciously tightened.

As a result, Su Xiyan’s body was pressed against Chen Shuo, and the two were in an intimacy never before experienced.

Even the dance teacher in charge next to them did not bear to correct Su Xiyan’s not too standard dance moves when seeing this scene.

A beautiful picture deserved to be treasured.

The dance teacher took out her phone and took a photo of this scene.

What Chen Shuo was thinking while hugging Su Xiyan was the birthday present for her.

When would that carefully prepared gift for Su Xiyan be ready? Her birthday was in a few days. If it was done before that, should he give it to her in advance?

For Chen Shuo, the day that gift was given out would be the day he was ready to tell Su Xiyan his true inner thoughts.

Very meaningful!

In this situation, Chen Shuo wanted to tell Su Xiyan that she was already part of his plans for the future.

But such important matters were still better said on special days.

So Chen Shuo barely endured the impulse in his heart.

As the song ended, Chen Shuo let go of Su Xiyan. His hand still retained her fragrant warmth, and he was somewhat reluctant.

The dance teacher applauded and praised, “Not bad, not bad!”

“You two are the most talented students I have taught.”

“What you learned today is more than enough for the dance party the day after tomorrow.”

“Actually, tacit understanding is the most important thing when dancing. And you two have already done that perfectly!”

There was still not much expression on Su Xiyan's face, but her beautiful pupils were full of rosy emotions that were almost overflowing: "Thank you, teacher, for your hard work."

Looking at Su Xiyan’s sexy figure, Chen Shuo was reluctant, “Teacher, I haven't learned it yet, shall we go again?”

The dance teacher had not seen through Chen Shuo's scheme yet, and even smiled brilliantly praising him, “Mr. Chen is really an excellent gentleman who makes great demands on himself.”

“But I think Mr. Chen has already learned very well.”

Chen Shuo was speechless: How could this dance teacher not understand my implications at all? No insight at all!!

Since the teacher had said so, Chen Shuo had no choice.

Su Xiyan had long seen through Chen Shuo's plot and glared at him fiercely.

The exchange of glances between the two was another sweet blow in the eyes of the dance teacher.

When they left the dance teacher’s studio, the sun was already setting in the west.

The busy day just passed like this.

On the drive back, Su Xiyan’s clear black pupils looked at the sunset on the horizon, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.

Chen Shuo did not disturb Su Xiyan. She must also have her own troubles that needed to be properly digested!

The dizzying day finally ended.

After returning to Haiyi Apartment, Chen Shuo made a simple dinner without washing the bowls and plates, and locked himself in the bedroom again to work hard.

Seeing Chen Shuo’s mysterious appearance, Su Xiyan couldn’t help reminding him, “Don’t forget the dance party the day after tomorrow, rest well.”

Chen Shuo’s voice came from the room, “Okay, I know.”

Su Xiyan asked, “Is there anything more important than the dance party the day after tomorrow?”

Chen Shuo said firmly, “Of course!”

Su Xiyan's curiosity was aroused. “Oh?”

“Tell me about it?”

Chen Shuo: “You'll know in a few days!”

The Su City Demon Hunter existed in Su City in a very concealed form - they opened a company in the highest grade office building in Su City.

This company was quite formal with complete formalities.

It even made quite a lot of money. This money also became the activity funds for the Su City Demon Hunter.

It was proven that Tang Zhiyuan’s idea was very good. The way Su City Demon Hunter survived and concealed their identity also became a successful case that demon hunters in other places vied to emulate.

The company Su Xiyan was attending the dance party at was called Haiyuan Group.

The Haiyuan Group specialised in foreign trade and had business dealings with the company Su Xiyan worked at.

This dance party was an invitation from the President and his wife of Haiyuan Group.

In addition to attending the dance party, Su Xiyan had another important task, which was to find the vampire hiding within the Haiyuan Group.

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