58 The Mafia King is in deep trouble

Lihua's brain stopped working for several moments when it finally recovered as she felt the heat of his fingers tingling her waist. As if molten lava scorched on her skin, she felt hotter and hotter. She took a sharp breath. A red tinge of blush flushed her cheeks.

My first dance with Boss!

"E-En…"

Wei nodded, satisfied.

"But I don't know how to dance…" she murmured.

Wei leaned and whispered near her ear. His breath softly blowing on her earlobe made her shudder. "I will teach you. Follow my steps."

She blushed.

The room was set in the perfect atmosphere as the lamps dimly lit it. A gentle breeze brushed past them and the romantic music playing in the air made their hearts beat faster.