"Good student, if you don't put your hands up, my back will go numb from bending over, and there are so many people watching."
Having no other choice, He Jing had to put her hand on it.
She glared at Yan Hanxi fiercely. "You dog of a man, all you do is play the victim."
Yan Hanxi reached out and put his arm around her waist.
The two twirled onto the dance floor, to the same song as before. He Jing frowned: "I don't know flamenco either."
Yan Hanxi chuckled: "You're lying to me."
Then, the two began to dance together. As soon as He Jing heard the music, she couldn't help but start moving, touching the ground with her toes and lifting herself up, her movements flowing smoothly.
He Jing hated the feeling she had right now, as if she were gently falling into a large net woven by Yan Hanxi. She looked into Yan Hanxi's eyes, which were as bright as the Milky Way, and his bright and affectionate smile enveloped her.
Their bodies sometimes separated, sometimes pressed together, their steps steady and orderly to a cheerful rhythm, a truly perfect display.
Her movements were graceful yet powerful, her arms were flexible and supple, and her whole being was vibrant, elegant, bold, and unrestrained, making one think of a wandering Gypsy the moment one saw her.
He Jing turned a red, a fiery red, and the intense heat of the blazing sun emanated from her body.
The pink dress was completely unsuitable for the dance she was performing, yet no one felt anything was amiss.
Yan Hanxi's handsome face, which resembled that of a god, was filled with seriousness. He was dancing this dance with great seriousness, as if he was trying his best to match He Jing's dance steps.
Finally, as the last note faded, the entire venue fell silent.
Then, the whole audience burst into thunderous applause. He Jing was slightly out of breath and drenched in sweat. Yan Hanxi let go of her hand and glared at her again.
I told her she couldn't dance, but I still dragged her to dance, and she almost embarrassed herself.
Yan Hanxi chuckled: "You were lying to me, you model student."
He had a gut feeling that He Jing would do it, and she did.
He Jing ignored him and turned to leave to get a drink of water.
Yan Hanxi said, "Good student, how about a bullfighting dance?" "..." He Jing was speechless, "Why are you so wild?"
Flamenco and bullfighting dance again—he really is having a blast at other people's parties.
Yan Hanxi's lips curled into a smile, and he raised an eyebrow, asking nonchalantly, "Wild?"
He Jing choked, staring blankly at Yan Hanxi's handsome face, which was also covered in sweat but which did not diminish his radiant hormones.
Yan Hanxi took a step forward, his tall figure looming over her. He looked down at her, his eyelashes fluttering like small fans against his eyelids: "Then will you allow me to run wild?"
A gorgeous voice makes your ears tingle slightly:
"I'm thinking about it."
He Jing was stunned for a while before she finally regained her composure. She took a step forward, raised her head, raised her chin with an arrogant curve, and smiled slightly: "Wait until you surpass me in everything, little brother."
After saying that, she went to the rest area without looking back.
Forget the male lead's "male lead's law" that female supporting characters must fall in love with male leads; all she cares about is studying.
Knowledge changes destiny.
Learn how to save cannon fodder.
Building our motherland is the most exciting thing.
Standing there, Yan Hanxi faced the air, helplessly raising his face, a bittersweet smile appearing on his lips…
This is the third time he's been called "little brother," isn't it?
How small was he in her eyes?
Halfway through the ball, there was no need for peacock tears or crystal shoes anymore; He Jing had already captivated the entire audience with a single dance.
"She's the perfect choice for promqueen," Shen Qiuyu exclaimed excitedly. "Sister Jing, you dance so well!"
More than half of the boys in the room fell for her. They seemed to understand Meng Qi's thoughts, and many were already itching to try and win He Jing over with money. Of course, He Jing was not going to be swayed by money.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
