"I am good at dancing." Why does he look down on her: "Even if you embarrass yourself, I won’t."
Gu Shaocheng patted her back, chuckling softly, "As long as you don’t step on my feet."
The mory of his first dance with her was deeply ingrained, Gu Shaocheng didn’t hold too high hopes for her, keeping a close eye on her feet, coordinating with her steps, fearing she might step on his.
The music had a strong rhythm - Johann Strauss’ Blue Danube Waltz.
Chenxing danced very attentively, her efforts over these few days weren’t in vain. The soundtrack she used to practice was this very piece, thus, she quickly got into the rhythm, silently marking the steps in her mind, becoming more confident as she danced.
At first, she was sowhat restrained, but by the end, she felt like she was flowing effortlessly, her satisfaction appeared as a slight lift of her chin, her eyes focused intensely on him.
Her clear, spirited eyes seed to speak, she opened her mouth in joy: "See, I didn’t step on your feet, did I? I told you I knew how to dance."
"Really?" A playful smirk spread across his lips: "Let see how many spins you can make."
Chenxing caught Gu Shaocheng’s hint, but without enough ti to respond, he had already guided her, the weight shifting to his left foot.
Chenxing had no ti to think, her body instinctively followed his lead, her weight shifting to the right foot.
It was a dynamic process. Her waist seed to flow naturally. Her head tilted slightly to the right, her outer right thigh felt an obstruction from his inner left thigh, like a raging stream suddenly eting a barrier and splashing water.
Chenxing’s eyebrows rose in triumph again.
Gu Shaocheng’s eyes deepened, his right hip forcing a turn to the left, making her reversely follow him. In the following second, his left knee hitched in and Chenxing spun in a 360-degree turn!
He watched her spin, but did not stop her, forcing her to continue spinning.
Her slender waist beca the center of rotation. Her whole body, especially her dress, spun into beautiful bell flowers in the air.
One spin, two spins, three spins, four spins...Chenxing was confident at first, but soon got flustered. He only allowed her to spin, she didn’t even have the chance to change her movents.
Oh no...
"Shaocheng, I feel dizzy!"
Gu Shaocheng drew her into his arms, lifting her dizzied body from the ground. "Already dizzy after a few spins? Told you learned to dance? You should know that I seldom dance with won. Your skill level will only bring sha to ."
"What?!" Chenxing pouted, "I really can dance, I can spin a lot of tis, don’t look down on !"
A sly glint crossed Gu Shaocheng’s eyes, lips curling into a smile, "Alright, I look forward to your performance, let’s see how many spins you can make."
Under the gleaming chandelier, as the soft light fell upon them, Gu Shaocheng lifted her hand high again. This was the woman he loved, who was like a delicate butterfly flitting and spinning in his palm.
One spin, two spins, three spins...five spins, six spins...
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