"Is there?"
She obviously danced very badly.
"Um."
Huo Yunque nodded solemnly, his voice was magnetic and sweet, "Probably, beauty is in the eye of the beholder?"
boom-
Song Yaoyao blushed completely, she moved her little butt, and moved into Huo Yunque's arms little by little. Putting an arm around his waist, he hummed, "Brother, you have changed!"
His mouth was never so sweet before!
"Oh?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Is there?"
"have!"
Song Yaoyao blushed and grabbed his collar and pulled it down, raised her head, "Let me taste it quickly, did you steal the candy behind my back!"
"Well-"
Huo Yunque lowered his head, biting her bright red lips, and a hoarse laughter escaped his throat.
"Have you tasted it?"
Satisfied, Song Yaoyao squinted her eyes and raised her lips, "I have tasted it."
"Um?"
"Super sweet!"
"Ah… "
Huo Yunque shook his head, he hugged the little girl in his arms, and looked at the mirror in front of him together.
It was a whole piece of mirror, as big as a wall, and the dance practice room was well lit, enclosing the two of them.
Song Yaoyao grabbed the man's hand and played with it, leaning against his arms as if she was boneless, "Brother, do you think I want to perform with everyone? Dancing is too difficult, no matter how I practice, I almost feel it!"
"It's all about practice. No one can be amazing when they just started with no foundation." The man lowered his eyes and gently stroked her long hair like an elder, "That's why there are people on stage. One minute, ten years of work in the audience."
Song Yaoyao sniffed, "Then I'll try again?"
In fact, she doesn't want to give up so easily, but when someone can rely on, she will become delicate and fragile.
"Not urgent."
Huo Yunque asked, "Do you want to watch me dance?"
Song Yaoyao opened her almond eyes wide in surprise, sparkling sparkles in her eyes, extremely agile, "Brother can dance?"
A man like Huo Yunque is mature and introverted, but also has a noble air. He conducts himself in the world with a full gentleman style, abstinent and dignified.
To be honest, Song Yaoyao couldn't imagine Huo Yunque dancing at all.
"It seems that I have thought about it."
Huo Yunque smiled lowly, he raised his hand to undo the buttons one by one.
The fingers are slender and clean, with well-defined joints.
One, two, three...
Faintly revealing a strong chest, smooth muscle lines, extremely sexy.
He walked to the corner of the dance practice room, fiddled with the player skillfully, and a Laislabonita came from the speaker.
Passionate and tight drumming.
"Snapped-"
When he passed the switch by the wall, he reached out and turned off most of the lights in the dance practice room, and the light suddenly dimmed.
Song Yaoyao never knew that Huo Yunque could dance, and the dance was of a species that was completely inconsistent with his temperament and appearance.
Latin dance samba.
A wild, ambiguous and enchanting dance, danced by the man in front of him.
In the dim light, he was still wearing business attire for work, trousers and a black silk shirt, most of the buttons were unbuttoned, and he danced loosely, revealing his looming chest.
He was barefoot and his shoes were left outside the door.
The bewitching dance steps have a thrilling beauty, and every rhythm is full of sexiness to the bone.
Song Yaoyao's eyes closely followed the figure of the man.
This kind of dance is born with a strong color. But the dancer has a kind of upright temperament, not feminine at all, and is very cold when he is not smiling, gentle and dignified. But when he dances, it makes people feel dry mouth——
Song Yaoyao's heart pounded wildly in her chest.