Qin Yin looked at Nianzhi in astonishment, was this child able to read minds?
Nianzhi let go of Qin Yin, ran over to Nan Sichen, and discreetly tugged at his sleeve, saying, "Daddy, let your wife dance just once, later I'll let my wife dance for you too, okay?"
Nan Sichen: "..."
Totally unexpected that Nianzhi would negotiate with him like this, he thought he would act cute and sell adorable, but instead he came to negotiate terms, just like his son Nan Sichen.
He curled his lips and reached out to ruffle Nianzhi's little head.
Raising his eyes to look at Qin Yin, Qin Yin also gazed at him, only to see him leisurely stand up, step by step, slowly walk to Qin Yin's side, his voice deep and magnetic, somewhat alluring on such a night, "I'll dance with you."
Qin Yin thought he was going to say something else, but it turned out to be these four words. She looked up at him in surprise, then asked somewhat inappropriately, "Can you dance?"
