In the center of the dance floor, Xiao Hui's face turned pale in waves of pain, a drilling kind of pain.
"Can't you be more careful with your steps?"
"I didn't mean to," Lu Hong defended himself. "I already told you I can't dance, it's not my fault!"
"You could at least put some effort into learning, how many times has it been now?" Xiao Hui pouted. "You just don't want to dance properly with me."
"I learned it a few times, but you have to stick to one song," Lu Hong complained. "The moves change with every new tune, how can I remember all that? This is bullying!"
"Forget it, I'll endure it!" Xiao Hui tugged at Lu Hong's hand, hugging her waist tightly.
Meanwhile, on the sidelines, a group of young men and women were staring intently at Xiao Hui and Lu Hong.
"Brother Pao, is that your sister-in-law?" a man with a sharp chin and monkey cheeks pointed at Xiao Hui and asked, "She dares to hug and cuddle with someone else, aren't you going to do something about it?"
