"Of course, it's time for a passionate waltz," Qin Qingnan was very excited; in fact, he had already begun to imagine doing these things with Lin Ziran. "Just think, surrounded by romantic roses, with the lights flickering and wine aromatic, you're dancing gracefully with the woman you love. Isn't that the ultimate romance?"
Zhan Moxiao didn't respond but deliberately imagined it. It was quite romantic, but his little demon definitely wouldn't know how to waltz.
Well, he'd have to teach her well.
To dance the waltz, one needed a dance dress; he also needed to buy one for her.
So, Master Xiao, who had been almost at Ailan Castle, decisively turned the car around to buy a dance dress for his little wife.
In contrast, the love guide of Ou Lan, Lin Ziran, and Zhan Moxiao's love guide, Qin Qingnan, were not on the same level at all.
