He lowered his head and raised his eyebrows slightly. "What's wrong?"
His voice was soft and hoarse.
It really made her feel a little ashamed.
Monique's face was burning red, especially when his warm breath splashed on her face.
It was gentle and warm.
It was as if she had been teased.
Could she say that she was nervous?
Monique lowered her head and shook her head.
Although she didn't say anything, Henry seemed to have read her mind. "It's good to dance like you did just now. Don't be nervous."
"I won't be nervous if I don't dance with you!"
Monique muttered to herself.
She had been so nervous that she had never thought of a problem. "How could he dance?"
She had no time to think about it.
The song had already been played by Ling Jing.
Listening to the singing, Monique straightened her slender body instinctively.
At first, Monique was still very nervous, but with the sound of the music, she tried her best to keep calm.
She froze for a few seconds, and then quickly entered the state.
Henry was good at dancing.
Every movement of his revealed his handsome elegance.
Monique, who had entered the state, also danced very perfectly, and she was around the prince like a dancing elf.
Little Nomi was going to dance with Ling Jing.
But looking at the dancing daddy and mommy...
A pair of black and bright starry eyes were sparkling.
Like a small star in the sky, they blinked.
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