Thirty-four is what I owed you in my previous life
Fu Chenxue looked at Ye Rong's provocative eyes, put down the cup helplessly, and said, "Okay - I owe you in my previous life!"
The two people walked into the dance floor and were soon submerged in the boiling music. Ye Rong's dancing skills were very good, and she had just drank wine, twisting her snake-like waist crazily, her long hair flying, full of movement and passion.
She originally thought that Fu Chenxue could not keep up with her rhythm. After a while, she found that her worries were unnecessary. Not only could Fu Chenxue dance, but he also danced gracefully and elegantly, which seemed to be far better than her. In the roaring heavy metal music,
Fu Chenxue is like a legendary elf. His center of gravity moves freely and his body twists at will. His head, neck, hands, fingers, shoulders, feet, elbows, knees... every part of his body, every joint, and every muscle changes.
It turned into trembling notes, constantly rolling, stretching, rotating, circling, twisting, somersaulting... it was dazzling and dizzying. Ye Rong likes to dance and has a lot of research on dance. She learned from Fu Chenxue's superb dance steps.
She soon discovered the shadows of capoeira, hip-hop and other dances. Those daunting and difficult movements were now appearing in front of her like flowing clouds. Ye Rong was simply stunned. What was even more rare was that,
Fu Chenxue's seemingly freewheeling performance actually matched her movements perfectly. It seemed that this was not the first time the two danced, but a classic combination that had been refined over time. This made Ye Rong feel ecstatic from the bottom of her heart, "Bad guy,
It turns out that he’s such a good dancer—I’m afraid there’s no one in G City who can dance better than him, right?”
The two danced better and better, and the more they danced, the more they understood each other, and gradually merged into a flamboyant whirlwind that swept across the entire dance floor. Unconsciously, everyone else spread around, looking at the two unpredictable elves in the center of the dance floor.
The young men and women in the bar applauded and cheered loudly. To be honest, although their dancing skills were good, they were incomparable to the two people on the dance floor. This made them both envious and jealous, but they could dance in "Begonia".
Seeing such a "perfect match" and "magic skills", they felt that tonight was not in vain.
When the last note disappeared, Fu Chenxue and Ye Rong's movements also stopped abruptly. Only then did Ye Rong realize that she was being held in Fu Chenxue's arms. The cheers from all around her were overwhelming, and she couldn't help but blush with shame.
He whispered: "Bad guy, why don't you let go quickly?"
Fu Chenxue deliberately teased her and said with a smile: "I won't let you go. Whoever wants to see it can see it -"
Ye Rong's face was so red that she could drip blood, and she said with shame, "Bad guy, do you want to die?"
Fu Chenxue smiled and said: "That's what you said, just let it go -" before he finished speaking, he suddenly let go. Ye Rong didn't expect that he let go so quickly, and his body suddenly lost balance and fell to the ground, "Ah -"
As soon as she exclaimed, Fu Chenxue, with quick eyes and quick hands, held her in his arms again. Seeing this scene, the people around him cheered loudly, and some restless guys whistled.
Ye Rong ran off the field with a blushing face, asked for a glass of wine for herself, and a glass of "green skin" for Fu Chenxue, and whispered: "Bad guy, how dare you play tricks on me, I will make you look good later -" Fu Chenxue said to herself
While he was drinking his drink, smiling and saying nothing, several girls ran over and shouted: "Sister Rong, you danced so well just now——"
Ye Rong turned around and saw the girls, and was surprised: "Why are you girls here?"