Since she is Yan Han's friend, there is no need for her to call herself Rong Yi.
Su Jiumo's eyebrows were curved, a bit unseemly, and his eyes scanned Song Xiang up and down.
"My sister-in-law has a really good figure, and she danced well just now."
Song Xiang was shocked. She didn't expect him to praise other women's figures in front of his girlfriend.
Glancing at the girl, she pouted deliberately and suddenly hugged Su Jiumo's arm.
"Honey, am I not in good shape?"
Su Jiumo looked at her with a smile, his eyes falling on her flat chest, "You...are better than you are delicate."
Song Xiang: "..."
The corners of her mouth twitched, and she was a little unable to resist this person. Fortunately, Li Ying was beside her.
"Okay, okay, Su Jiu, you're almost done. Don't scare my mother."
As he said that, he pulled Song Xiang to the side and said, "Ignore him. He feels uncomfortable all over if he doesn't have horse fleas for a day. He's had this problem since he was a child."
Song Xiang laughed.
Following Li Ying forward, Li Ying was pulled away again midway, so she could only walk around by herself.
After all, it is under the sea, and the cabin is not as breathable as the ground floor above, and is even a bit stuffy. Moreover, there are many passers-by, and no one knows anyone who is changing glasses.
Song Xiang walked forward slowly with doubts in mind.
After passing through a long and narrow aisle, she even had to lower her head slightly to get through. She took a long breath, and when she exited the aisle, she suddenly saw an open dance floor in front of her, so big that she couldn't even see the end of it.
There were many men and women dancing in the pool, but it was not crowded.
Song Xiang slowly walked in and looked from a distance. There was a high platform at the end, surrounded by a layer of glass, forming an independent space. There seemed to be people inside.
Suddenly, a burst of piano sound sounded.
Is it...little star?
She smiled, stepped up and looked up. She only saw a back figure, but it was enough to make a judgment.
Look around for stairs, walk over slowly, and go up step by step.
Opening the small glass door, she bent down and walked in.
The space was very small, and she was standing by the door, only two steps away from him.
He raised his head and glanced over through the support of the grand piano, gently but deeply.
Song Xiang leaned against the glass door and hummed softly.
At first it was Little Star, and later it was To Alice.
When it was over, there was still music in my ears.
She still had her eyes closed when she felt someone approaching.
When I opened my eyes, before I could recover, I saw him kneeling down on one knee.
She was startled, her steps were unsteady, and she almost fell!
Why is there no notice at all? This is not like his style.
Hold on!
I opened my mouth, but found that I couldn't find anything to say.
He took out the ring from nowhere, opened the box with a snap, and handed it to her.
When he opened his mouth, he was momentarily stuck.
When their eyes met, Song Xiang smiled instead.
She circled her mouth with one hand and coughed lightly, "You want me to agree?"
"I have no experience, please let me go for now. When I become more experienced, I will beg you every day." Someone said confidently.
Song Xiang was happy and relaxed all over.
Walk to the edge of the piano bench and sit down, crossing your legs.
Yan Han could bend and stretch, and he knelt in another direction.
"You can't just ask for it, so I have to agree." Song Xiang held her chin with one hand, deliberately making things difficult.
"I have had my property sorted out. You can check it out when you get back."
"My father is also rich."
"My love history is pretty clean."
"Then I'm pretty clean too."
Dumb.
Yan Han stopped and thought, "Song Xiang, I advise you to agree."