Huangfu Ye felt that he had become really strange now. In the past, he never refused to come to this kind of stunner, but now he really couldn't even arouse any interest.
The two rejected several women who took the initiative to strike up a conversation, and planned to go to the hotel to open a room for a drink. They had just picked up their clothes when suddenly different music came from behind them, followed by unusual exclamations.
Huangfu Ye and Qiao Si also looked up. In the center of the dance floor was a woman in a tight-fitting midriff dress, probably ready to dance.
Women are different from dancers in other bars. Generally, dancers wear heavy makeup and revealing clothes.
But the girl on the stage has just a little makeup on her clean face, her facial features are stunning, her waist-length black hair is loose like water, and although she is dressed coolly, she doesn't reveal herself...
Although this woman was beautiful, Huangfu Ye and Qiao Si had seen many beautiful women, and this woman was nothing unusual.
"Let's go." Huangfu Ye patted Qiao Si on the shoulder, and Qiao Si was also about to leave. At this moment, someone took a small crystal bowl and placed it upside down in the center of the stage.
The person in charge of the bar took a microphone to explain, saying that women can dance on this bowl, and their feet will never touch the ground during the dance. This dance is an original creation of women, and its name is Luoxueshang!
Hearing the name of this dance, Qiao Si, who was pushing the crowd out, suddenly stopped, his heart seemed to be hit by lightning, making him unable to move anymore.
Huangfu Ye pushed him strangely, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Si suddenly turned around and saw that the woman in white was already dancing. Her foothold was just the bottom of the small bowl, but it didn't seem to affect her at all. Falling snowflakes, crystal clear...
The two white ribbons in her hands fluttered in her hands, as light as feathers, from top to bottom, fluttering, like snowflakes falling down, the woman's black hair also flew up with her dancing …
Huangfu Ye also followed his line of sight, and was attracted after watching for a few seconds. I have to say that this woman dances amazingly, and he has never seen such a dance before. It seems that she is not dancing, but more like telling There is a story, the sadness of a snowflake.
From the time the snowflakes formed until they fell to the ground and disappeared, although they were beautiful and gorgeous, their lives were very short. This kind of grief was vividly expressed in the woman.
Let people unconsciously follow her to suffer and suffer together...
As soon as the dance was over, the woman fell to the ground lightly, tears seemed to roll down from the corners of her eyes...
When the woman stood up, there seemed to be water on the stage, her feet slipped, and she fell off the stage.
Everyone exclaimed, but most of them dodged reflexively. Seeing this, Huangfu Ye didn't know what to think, and immediately pushed Qiao Si who was standing there in a daze...
The woman fell, and Qiao Si stretched out his hand reflexively to catch her.
All of a sudden, there was applause.
Qiao Si hugged the woman in his arms, she was indeed very light, and her body was very cold, really like a snowflake.
"Thank you." The woman shyly got off his body and pushed him away. She raised her head and gave him a shy look, then turned and left quickly.
"Oh... beauty, don't go!" Huangfu Ye shouted.
The woman ran for a certain distance, looked back at Qiao Si again, and left quickly.