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Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 264

With three more songs to go, Wilson looked at Rosemary, who was becoming more and more in tune with him, and the smile on his lips grew deeper and deeper.

The blonde foreigner took the wrong foot inside those two songs that followed and eventually lost the battle as well.

Rosemary and Wilson were left in the middle of the dance floor, and everyone in the room clapped their hands for their silent understanding!

Rosemary a white dress in the middle of the dance floor is like a fairy from the sky, not eating fireworks, Wilson a beige casual clothes, and Rosemary's clothes just symmetrical, good thing they are wearing masks, otherwise, with Wilson that demon face, do not know how many admirers will be attracted.

The last song is a beautiful waltz, Wilson is worthy of being the man that women in Cornshire adore in their hearts, raising his hands are noble, just the upright posture alone, attracted a lot of screams from the girls below.

The song came to a screeching halt, the applause on the floor rose instantly, and then a blonde girl came up to the microphone and said in a fluent foreign language: "The final winner of tonight's Heart to Heart is this gentleman and lady, they will receive a pair of wind chimes handcrafted by our organizers, everyone applaud! "

The words fell, the field applauded, and many foreign beauties sent flying kisses to Wilson from time to time.

"We won!" Rosemary heard the applause from below before she responded, not expecting that the two of them had won the first prize of this dance and were so happy.

"Eh!"

With that said, Rosemary happily wrapped her arms around Wilson's waist and jumped up and down.

"I didn't expect you to dance so well, following the rhythm, not a single step wrong!" Wilson looked at the excited Rosemary and said dotingly.

"That's good of you to bring it too!" Rosemary was in a particularly good mood at the moment.

At this time the host came over with a box and said with a smile, "Congratulations, this is the prize for you."

"Thanks!"

Rosemary took the prize and said in fluent English.

"Let's go! Let's go over there and get something to eat?"

"Good!" Taking Rosemary's hand, Wilson found a more isolated corner and sat down, then selected some fruits from the table and brought them over.

"Sir, Miss, please try the juice we have here!"

"Thanks!"

Accepting two glasses of juice, Wilson handed one to Rosemary.

Receiving the juice, Rosemary looked at the colorful juice inside the cup and asked in amazement, "How is this juice made, it's too powerful!"

Looking carefully at the juice inside the quilt, Rosemary suddenly said again, "Such a glass of juice must be very time-consuming! Our entrance fee is only so little, think of all the losses on earth!"

"These should be made by the locals themselves, people are not coming for money, and I think it's a good atmosphere, quite good!"

"What's the atmosphere?" Rosemary asked, looking at Wilson.

"Don't you feel it?"

Rosemary looked at the couples present and said, pretending not to understand, "There is no feeling!"

"Don't you think that's romantic?" Wilson looked at Rosemary, his eyes deep.

Rosemary pretended not to understand and looked around. The couples present were basically hugging or kissing, not that they could see anything romantic.

Wilson looked at Rosemary, who was acting a bit silly, and smiled wickedly, "How about we get romantic too?"

Picking up the juice, Rosemary drank it down in one go, seemingly avoiding Wilson's conversation.

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