After lunch and a sleep in the room, Yun Mengxue, who was full of energy, finally welcomed the deck dance she had dreamed of for a long time.

Like the deck dance party on a Volga River cruise, people don’t require people to wear it very formally. Everyone can attend the free style of their favorite costumes, which makes Yun Mengxue very happy.

"Xue'er, are you sure...just wear this outfit?"

Luo Haochen stood at the door frame with one hand and looked at the door with a "no way to let you pass". Yun Mengxue couldn't help but wonder, and she looked at herself up and down.

"What's wrong? I don't think there is anything wrong with me!"

Luo Haochen pulled Yun Mengxue's hand, pushed her back into the locker room, and took off a jacket for women.

"It's not as good as at home. Because the wind on the river is strong and very strong, the boat is usually much colder than on the shore. I suggest you carry a jacket that cannot be blown through with you, so it will keep warmer."

After hearing what Luo Haochen said, Yun Mengxue couldn't help laughing.

"Actually what you want to say the most is that I think my skirt looks like a pajamas, right?"

"No, your evening dress is so beautiful!"

Luo Haochen spared no effort to praise Yun Mengxue. In fact, what he thought in his heart was that he really felt that this skirt looked like a nightgown.

After telling lies, she naturally had to accept Yun Mengxue's punishment. She bounced Luo Haochen's forehead without hesitation, then pinched his nose, then pinched his waist with both hands and looked at him slightly with her head raised.

"You are really picking up nice words? You said... are you just trying to please me and have lost your ability to judge? Otherwise, why are you staring at my skirt?"

The hurriedly Luo Haochen made an argument, the happier Yun Mengxue was having fun.

"Okay! I won't tease you anymore. I was just a joke just now. How could I go out in a nightgown?"

"So you're playing with me for being happy."

Luo Haochen sighed and pretended to be really nervous just now.

"But even if you don't wear this, you have to wear more and try to wear as much as possible where you are prone to cold."

Luo Haochen's advice made Yun Mengxue amused, and she knew Luo Haochen's little tricks very well.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who likes to wear exposed clothes, and I'm not interested in foreigners either! If I really want to be interested, I didn't know how many people I got along when I was in San Diego. After all, there are quite a few people chasing me, not ten or eight, and I look back very high!"

Yun Mengxue was deliberately trying to stimulate Luo Haochen with words. He heard that she was joking and Luo Haochen would not take it seriously. He wrapped his bra across Yun Mengxue's waist and pressed it tightly against his heart.

"But none of those ten or eight were Luo Haochen."

"Hate! You're right!"

Yun Mengxue snuggled in Luo Haochen's arms and smiled sweetly. He was right, but in fact it was true. No matter how good or outstanding those people were, they were not Luo Haochen, nor the dish that Yun Mengxue liked.

...

The deck dance began and the cruise ship was filled with joy.

Russians are good at singing and dancing. On festive days or when relatives and friends gather, they will play the accordion and sing cheerful songs to dance lively.

There are many dance songs circulating among the Russian folk. The content is mostly humorous and funny, the tunes are lively and bright, square and square, and can be written improvised. They are suitable for accompaniment dances or individually. The musical tunes of dance are generally derived from folk songs, but there are also a small number of special dance music.

Russian dance forms include solo dance, duo dance, group dance, tap dance, headscarf dance and carriage dance.

This is because Russia is located in the cold north. In addition to drinking to warm up, dancing is also the best way to catch up with the cold, so they will dance various fast and vigorous dance moves.

When Luo Haochen brought Yun Mengxue to the deck, everyone had already begun to dance and spin around the bonfire specially built in the brazier, and the accordion was playing happily.

The jubilant music sounded and sharp whistles sounded. The atmosphere on the scene was very pleasant, making people unable to help but follow the rhythm with their toes, heels and some part of their feet, and then tapped them out like accompaniment.

Yun Mengxue also imitated others, waving a huge handkerchief in her hands, and her cheeks were flushed and looked extremely excited.

The violin dancer was also dancing together. As the rhythm of the dance, the tone began to become clear and changeable, and the flexible dance steps under people's feet became loud and loud.

"Haochen, look, this scene is so lively and enthusiastic! You see, although some people are very fat, the dance posture is really graceful! The pace is agile and cheerful. After experiencing this, I feel that the dance parties in the past are really meaningless, they are not comparable, and they cannot be compared with this!"

Because he danced too excitedly and his emotions burst out too enthusiastically, Yun Mengxue gradually escaped from Luo Haochen's control, jumped to the other side, and many people were separated from Luo Haochen.

"Xue'er...hey..."

Luo Haochen was about to call Yun Mengxue, but he was grabbed by one hand and pulled aside.

"What a handsome face! So handsome!"

The other party was a Russian middle-aged father and daughter. At this moment, she was praising Luo Haochen in Russian, and then using some fleshy hands to touch and take advantage of his face.

Luo Haochen has been walking in this world for thirty years, and this is the first time that he has been taken advantage of by a middle-aged father and daughter. He looked around and found that it was as simple as one woman, but four people surrounded him, plus the two who had just run over, a total of six people.

"Handsome guy, let's have fun together!"

"Yes! I found you danced great, let's dance together?"

Several middle-aged women who kept speaking Russian surrounded Luo Haochen and forced him to the range of the dancing circle. They sat at the low table beside them, and began to have someone take turns to feed Luo Haochen fruits.

Although he was being served, Luo Haochen still felt deeply helpless. He had known this kind of enthusiasm and hospitality in the past, but he didn't expect that he would be entangled by so many middle-aged women at the same time today.

"Hey, this master's killer is really powerful! But he is not that competent, uh!"

Luo Haochen shook his head with emotion. The women couldn't understand what he said, so they simply ignored it. So Luo Haochen tried hard to break through the crowd and looked at his wife.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it, but this look almost blew Luo Haochen's lungs. Because he discovered that Yun Mengxue was actually dancing with a blond and blue-eyed boy at this moment.

Let’s be considered a boy for the time being, because that boy is really tender, not only tender but also handsome. He is dancing, but he still looks at Yun Mengxue, which is definitely a great stimulation and challenge to Luo Haochen’s heart.

Although the words sound very nice, once they become a fact, Luo Haochen couldn't accept it.

"Xue'er! Xue'er! I'm here!"

Luo Haochen shouted, trying to attract Yun Mengxue's attention, but she thought Luo Haochen was air and never looked at this side. Besides, it was all human and music, how could she hear his voice?

Soon, the joyful music and dance ended. Although the time was short, Luo Haochen, who was separated from his lover by the crowd, was counting light years.

Although he was so tormented, Yun Mengxue enjoyed it very much. Dancing with different men and handsome foreign guys made Yun Mengxue's entire face full of red clouds.

"Maybe Xue'er is deliberately annoying me, and she likes to treat me like this now."

Seeing that Yun Mengxue was taken by the little man, Luo Haochen was still comforting himself because the women around him were like several mountains, he couldn't escape in the middle.

"If I can go out, I will never...well..."

Before Luo Haochen could finish talking to himself angrily, the middle-aged woman dressed in a very glamorous and conspicuous manner stuffed a grape into his mouth, as if until Luo Haochen spoke some language they couldn't understand.

Helplessly and forced by the situation, Luo Haochen temporarily suppressed his emotions and tried his best not to go wild, and also blamed himself in his heart. If he hadn't been mysterious and brought Yun Mengxue directly here, how could such a thing have happened?

Luo Haochen is really a little amused and crying when he blames him.

The happy tap dance ends, followed by a lyrical song with Russian style.

Russian lyrical songs are mostly expressed in love, and the melody is very beautiful, the musical style is unique, and it has strong artistic expression, which is worthy of appreciation and listening to.

The lyric song that is widely circulated among Russian folk is "The Fisherman's Song". The lyrics tell the love story of the fisherman's three sons, which is incomparable to touching and has endless aftertaste after listening to it.

The high part of this song uses distinctive natural tunes, while the low part has the characteristics of melodic tunes, which are deep and inner, and are very popular among people.

The melodious singing came from the night sky, and the hilarious noise just now suddenly became quiet. Everyone listened to the singer quietly, deeply attracted by his moving voice and love-wrapped songs.

Luo Haochen originally looked at the singer with various admiration, but when he saw the handsome face with blonde hair and Yun Mengxue who looked at him with obsessive face, he almost swears.

The person who sang today was the handsome blonde guy who just brought Yun Mengxue to dance. He really said that he was a favorite with Ah Shangtian. He couldn't help but dance well, and even the singing was so wonderful that Luo Haochen felt a little jealous.

That's right, Luo Haochen really began to be jealous of this little foreign man. There was nothing he could do about it. Who made him not dance so happily, and he was not very good at singing! Can this be blamed for being handsome? It's not that he blamed himself for not working hard.

After thinking so much in his heart, Luo Haochen thought about it again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Once upon a time, he specialized in the electric violin for Yunmengxue, and he performed very well, and was praised by the people present at the dance. However, only Yunmengxue was the one who wanted to be the most.

"I can do that kind of thing, what's the point of just a song? Hum!"

Thinking of this, Luo Haochen naturally felt relieved. To put it bluntly, he was just using this method to perform self-comfort psychotherapy, looking for an excuse that he would not care too much.

"Hey, Xue'er... If you want to listen, your husband can learn singing and sing for you, why bother listening to others!"
Chapter completed!