Lu Xunzhi and his wife stood in the golden hall on the second floor, the spotlight focused on them as they danced a lively and boisterous cha-cha in their formal attire and wedding dress.
The hot dance music and lively tune pushed the slender atmosphere to a climax.
Everyone eagerly took out their phones to record this beautiful and precious moment.
Gu Xinzhou sighed, "These days, you can't get married without some talent."
Song Zhen wrapped his arms around her from behind, gently inquiring, "Baby, what kind of wedding do you want?"
Now, the weddings of both parents were over.
When they returned to China, it would be time to hold their own wedding.
Gu Xinzhou smiled, looking up at him, "Any kind of wedding is good, Eastern or Western, as long as you perform while I sit and watch."
Because...
It seems she doesn't know much.
Song Zhen laughed softly, looking delighted, his voice doting, "Alright."
