Xia Weibao wanted to refuse, but Long Xuanye did not give her the opportunity to decline.
The jade-green jade flute pressed against his lips, as the lodious sound of the flute spilled forth from his crimson lips.
He didn’t say what piece it was, nor did he ask if Xia Weibao knew it.
Because he knew, she would.
Xia Weibao furrowed her brows, what tune was this?
Why had she never heard it before?
Yet, there was an inexplicable familiarity.
Upon hearing the flute sound, sothing inside her stirred restlessly, and her hand involuntarily lifted.
Familiar dance steps continually erged in her mind, and her body began to move naturally.
Her posture was light and elegant, the dance steps graceful, her hands like soft jade shoots.
The movents flowed seamlessly, like a stream running smoothly.
Her classical dance was already beautiful, with a very strong foundation.
Her figure was perfect, with high flexibility, her light steps danced on the green grass, lithe and nimble like a butterfly in flight.
The grass was lush, the orioles sang, waters babbled, wildflowers blood furiously, and swallows flew back to the south.
The springti river scenery was breathtaking, yet it couldn’t compare to her in the least.
It was a kind of beauty that blended with nature, penetrating the soul.
Long Xuanye watched the woman dancing before him, feeling as though he was in a dream.
This was all so familiar, just like back then, he played the flute, and she danced.
She was clearly his, how could she be taken by soone else!
"She dances so well."
Yang Yilian stood on the opposite bank, genuinely admiring.
Although she had seen videos of Xia Weibao dancing and knew her classical dance skills were very high,
it was not as stunning as witnessing it live!
She had only passed by by chance and did not expect to see this scene.
Yang Yilian fell into contemplation; next month’s international dance competition, if Xia Weibao could represent Huaxia, she would definitely win the championship!
Behind her were two won.
On the right stood the well-maintained, radiant Deputy Director of the Ancient Dance Departnt, Xu Fengxu.
At this mont, Xu Fengxu was observing Yang Yilian’s expression with so worry, the international dance competition was imminent, they mustn’t replace at the last minute!
This opportunity must be for her daughter, Song Shuiling!
Song Shuiling stood to the left and behind Yang Yilian, tall, slim, and elegantly poised, with a pure and lovely appearance.
Dancers, in whatever physique or temperant, were all very good.
Belonging to the most outstanding dance talent among the younger generation in the Ancient Dance Departnt, Song Shuiling was exceptional in both looks and temperant.
Even in an entertainnt industry full of beauties, she could easily stand out!
Yet, soone always confident, in witnessing Xia Weibao’s dance, felt a bit flustered.
More than that, she was envious!
Especially seeing Long Xuanye’s gaze on Xia Weibao, that gentleness and admiration was what she had pursued for years but never attained!
Long Xuanye, this peerlessly extraordinary man, was the most exceptional among any man she had ever seen.
Her suitors were like fish swimming in a stream, yet none could compare to Long Xuanye in the slightest!
However, this man seed amiable and smiled at everyone.
But she knew, that was just his facade; his heart was cold.
He smiled at everyone, yet you could not feel it.
Yet now, the smile he gave Xia Weibao was so gentle and genuine.
What this gaze represented, Song Shuiling’s nails dug directly into her palm, jealousy driving her mad!
Xia Weibao was deeply imrsed in dancing when suddenly she felt a sharp gaze upon her.
She stopped her dance steps, looking across the river.
Her complexion suddenly changed.
Across the river stood three won; this wasn’t the main point, the main point was.
Behind them, was Lu Hualiang...
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