Chapter 96 What man's hands dare to hold?

In a twinkling of an eye, he took the woman in his arms to the dance floor, clasped her waist's hand with a slight effort, and Wen Xin whispered, and heard, "Are you brave? What kind of man dares to hold his hand?

"I thought you were going to dance with that lady."

"Jealousy?"

"No!"

Even Wen Xin didn't find out how guilty her voice was. The man snorted and raised her forward.

Close to his chest, Wen Xin's heart was beating fast and his face was flushed: "Don't do that. Many people are there."

"And then? Look next to you.

When...