Time passed by, and it took about three or four minutes.
Just as Zhou Yang's patience was about to run out and he couldn't help but want to knock on the door to find out what was going on.
Xu Yao's door creaked open a crack.
Zhou Yang perked up and immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
A slender and graceful silhouette appeared behind the crack in the door, its delicate shape and mysterious allure accentuated by the faint light filtering through the room.
Hmm? It seems like she... changed her clothes?
This outline is different from before!
Zhou Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he stared intently at the doorway.
As the door was slowly pushed open, Xu Yao's figure finally emerged from the shadows and stepped into the dim fluorescent light of the living room.
The moment Zhou Yang saw her clearly, he felt his breath catch in his throat, and his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand!
Xu Yao was wearing a dress with a strong classical charm. The layers of light gauze were as thin as cicada wings, and the dress was embroidered with delicate and intricate dark patterns, which shimmered under the swaying fluorescent light.
The dress revealed her graceful, slender neck, resembling that of a white swan, and her delicately shaped collarbone. Her slender waist was so cinched that it seemed one could encircle it with a single hand, and as she moved, the hem of the dress swayed gently like waves on water.
"Ring... Ring ring..."
A clear and melodious bell sound accompanied her footsteps and entered Zhou Yang's ears, like the purest wind chimes in the valley softly singing.
He then noticed that she had small, delicate silver bells tied to her wrists and ankles.
With each step she took, a series of pleasant sounds were produced.
This dress, with its strong style reminiscent of the flying apsaras in the Dunhuang murals, accentuated her already beautiful figure, making it even more exquisite and curvaceous.
Her waist is defined by her waist, her legs by her legs; every curve is perfectly sculpted, exuding both youthful innocence and a captivating classical charm and mysterious beauty.
Zhou Yang felt his heart skip a beat, and then it started pounding wildly like a runaway horse.
At that moment, my blood seemed to flow faster, and a surge of heat rushed to the top of my head.
Oh My God!
This...this girl is defying the heavens! Her destructive power is immense! It's practically cheating!
Xu Yao didn't speak immediately; she simply walked quietly to the center of the living room.
Those eyes, usually clear and bright, seemed to be veiled in a shimmering mist under the dim, ambiguous light.
With a hint of mystery, a touch of shyness, and a hint of... an alluring charm rarely seen on ordinary days.
She raised her slender hand and gently tapped the phone screen.
The next second, a melodious and gentle tune, with a touch of exoticism and an ambiguous atmosphere, slowly flowed out from the Bluetooth speaker in the corner.
Like whispers between lovers, it instantly elevated the atmosphere of the entire living room to a new, blush-inducing level.
Then, under Zhou Yang's almost blank gaze, Xu Yao moved.
As she moved to the rhythm of the music, she slowly raised her snow-white arms, her supple waist swaying gently, and the bells at her feet rang out in a series of rhythmic, crisp sounds.
She actually... she actually started dancing!
Holy crap! Is this even possible?
This girl has this amazing skill? I never knew it before!
Zhou Yang was completely stunned.
He also enjoys watching short videos on a regular basis, and he has seen many beautiful female bloggers in various dance sections who are incredibly good-looking and have superb dancing skills.
In terms of professional skills, Xu Yao's movements may still be a bit immature, not as good as those professional dancers who have practiced hard since childhood.
However, at this moment, in this situation, he felt completely different!
No matter how stunning the dances in those videos may be, they are ultimately just a visual feast for the masses, separated by a cold screen.
But Xu Yao, standing right in front of him, was dancing for him alone in this private space that belonged only to the two of them!
With every spin, every raise of her hand, every bend of her body.
They all possess a unique sweetness and unrefined charm characteristic of young girls, exuding a fatal allure amidst their youthful innocence.
As she danced, a faint, sweet fragrance, like grass after rain, emanated from her.
Mixed with a faint scent of sweat from the dancing.
Like the most intoxicating drug, it swept towards Zhou Yang in wisps, entering his nostrils and stimulating every nerve in his body.
The bells on his wrists and ankles jingled crisply and melodiously, yet they were like the softest feathers, constantly and repeatedly scratching at his heartstrings, adding an indescribable allure and provocation.
The breathtaking arc created by the twisting of her slender waist, the ultimate grace displayed by her long and supple arms as they stretched out in the air.
Those dance steps as light as butterflies, those dreamy, shimmering eyes that seemed to hold a pool of spring water...
Zhou Yang felt that Xu Yao in front of him was like a flying fairy who had stepped out of the Dunhuang murals, or a stunningly beautiful enchantress who could bewitch people's souls in a Liaozhai story.
Every movement, every glance, silently seduced him, leading him step by step into a state of irreversible descent.
His throat bobbed involuntarily, feeling somewhat dry.
His gaze was glued to Xu Yao as if glued on, unblinking, as if afraid of missing any heart-pounding detail.
This...this is unbearable!
What's this girl planning to do today?
Zhou Yang screamed wildly in his heart.
As the music's rhythm gradually quickened, accompanied by a slightly hurried drumbeat, Xu Yao's dance became increasingly unrestrained and passionate.
Her wide, flowing sleeves drew graceful and dazzling arcs in the air, like two colorful butterflies fluttering in the wind. Her skirt billowed, and the bells rang urgently, pushing the ambiguous atmosphere to its peak.
Suddenly, she spun around rapidly, her water sleeves billowing in the wind, and her right sleeve swung up sharply!
"Whoosh—"
A pink ribbon with a faint pearlescent sheen shot out from her hand like a serpent emerging from its hole.
A refreshing fragrance drifted down gently onto Zhou Yang's face, the soft silk brushing against his nose and lips.
The silky, cool touch, along with Xu Yao's unique, captivating fragrance, sent a shiver through Zhou Yang's body, as if he had been struck by a weak yet stimulating electric current, leaving his mind instantly blank.
Almost instinctively, he reached out to grab the mischievous ribbon that was playfully teasing his face.
However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the ribbon, Xu Yao winked at him mischievously.
Those eyes, which usually held a hint of innocence and shyness, were now alluring, their gazes filled with playfulness and blatant provocation.
With a slight flick of her wrist, the pink ribbon seemed to come alive, gliding swiftly across his cheek.
It caused a slight itch, which she quickly and deftly pulled away.
It left only a faint, lingering fragrance at the tip of his nose, enough to make his heart flutter.
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