"Commander Lu, you really know how to talk." Feng Qingxue felt exceptionally cheerful, and those little regrets vanished into thin air. She gave him a salute, "Sincerely invite Commander Lu to honor us with a dance."
It had been a long time since she danced, so she needed to practice first.
A beauty like jade, with a smile as splendid as flowers, who could bear to refuse such an invitation?
Lu Jiang had never danced with anyone else, so he was naturally willing to practice with his wife to avoid making a fool of himself at the dance.
Even if they hadn't eaten pork, they had seen pigs run. Lu Jiang slightly recalled the dance steps he had seen at dance parties and quickly displayed them. Feng Qingxue already knew some simple ballroom dancing and had seen female cultural troupe soldiers practice, so she was even more proficient.
After dancing, feelings ran deep, which led to another wave of passion, lasting until late at night.
