"I don't..." Ye Xiangwan didn't expect that the man would suddenly make this request. Just when she was about to politely refuse, the man had already stood up, walked to her, and stood up with a tough and arrogant aura.
Her wrist.
Different from the upper-class clerical men that Ye Xiangwan often encounters, his hands are very strong, and there is a thick layer of calluses on his palms, especially on the pad of his index finger. Judging from his clothes, he does not look like a long-haired man.
People who have been doing manual labor for years to make a living, I really don’t know how they do it.
As soon as his mind wandered, the man had already effortlessly pulled Ye Xiangwan out of the chair, almost half dragging, half dragging, and then along the unmanned aisle with stained glass windows outside the restaurant, he pulled her to the second floor of the manor.
small terrace.
Because it was still dinner time, and the men and women attending the dance were all gathered in the restaurant, ogling each other, so there was no one on the small terrace that should have been very lively.
Ye Xiangwan's face felt slightly hot, maybe because of trotting. She gently stroked her cheek with her palm, and then she noticed that her hand had been held by a man at some point.
Ye Xiangwan pulled away slightly, and the man immediately noticed it and frowned quickly, but he did not let her go.
"Dance with me." He asked again, but as if he was sure that Ye Xiangwan would have to agree even if he didn't agree, he tightened his grip on her slender waist with his other hand.
Except for Guo Zhencheng, there had never been another man of her age who was so close to her. She could even smell the complex smell of his cologne and tobacco intertwined, the smell of a mature man.
"Why do you want me to dance?" she asked.
"Thank you for helping me out."
"I... can't dance... I can't dance well..." Ye Xiangwan blushed. She wondered if she had eaten something she shouldn't have eaten when she just ate. Otherwise, why would her heart beat too fast now?
, breathing difficulty.
But the man ignored her rejection at all, and grabbed her hand and put it on his shoulder, "Can you walk? If you can walk, you can dance. It doesn't make any difference?"
"But...how to dance without music?"
Hearing what she said, the man was startled for a moment. Except for the chirping of birds, there was no other sound here. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't let her dance silently without accompaniment, right?
Finally, she finally came up with a good reason, but before Ye Xiangwan could feel complacent, the man had already figured out a way.
"Stand here, don't move, don't run away." He whispered in her ear, his hot breath tickling her earlobes.
The man walked to the edge of the terrace, took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and pressed a few buttons. The soft and smooth music of Tennessee dance music came from the small mobile phone. He turned around, and Ye Xiangwan really did not escape.
Open, she stood there calmly, rubbing the tips of her ears with her palms, biting her lips with her lower teeth, looking at a loss.
Without even realizing it, he smiled. Then he returned to her side.
"Dance with me, I will take you."
The melody of the Tennessee Dance has a touch of sadness. In the United States, young lovers often play it when they break up, hugging each other and dancing the last waltz.
The moonlight was sultry, and the man's chest was solid and his arms were strong. He led her, spinning and dancing among the shadows of the trees.
Although the music is a bit sad, if you are a listener or a dancer, if you fall into sweet love at this time, you will definitely feel an unconcealable joy.
Sometimes, what is really sad is not the song itself, but the heart listening to the song.
Before she could say anything else, she was already sucked into the whirlpool by him. Her pink dress was like a blooming lotus leaf, adding a touch of charming beauty to the thick night. Ye Xiangwan's heart was beating fast, almost to the point of rushing.
With her chest lifted out of her chest, she didn't know how many circles she had been led by him at this time. She could no longer tell the difference between north, south, east and west. She felt that her life had completely fallen into the hands of this man. She could neither heaven nor hell.
Run away from his arms...
He didn't let her go until the end of the song.
As soon as she escaped from his arms, Ye Xiangwan staggered back a few steps, holding on to the railing to barely avoid falling.
She was breathing heavily as if she were drowning, while the man was standing not far away with his arms folded, looking at her with a half-smile.
Ye Xiangwan gasped while thinking about the dance just now. Suddenly, she felt that she had been deceived by that bastard Guo Zhencheng. This was the real dance. Even if you can't dance, you can still feel the passion. And he
Lang had spent a whole summer vacation teaching her those weird dance steps that were similar to the goose steps in military training and they were not considered dance at all. Not only that, he made her think that she was a natural dancer with no physical coordination!
Ye Xiangwan's first reaction was to grab Guo Er and ask him whether he knew how to dance! But just when Ye Xiangwan turned around, the man intercepted her again.
"You're leaving now? Don't you want to dance a little longer?"
Ye Xiangwan bit her lip gently. Whenever she didn't know what to do, she would always use this little gesture to relieve her inner anxiety. "No, thank you for teaching me how to dance the waltz, but the dance is about to begin."
Yes, my dance partner is still waiting for me."
"What's the point of a dance like this? Come with me and I'll take you to a real dance."
His palms were facing up, and indeed they were covered with a thin layer of calluses. Ye Xiangwan never knew that a man's smile could bewitch people's hearts. There was unquestionable firmness in his eyes, and if you look closely, there was a hint of humor.
It was as if he was sure that she would not reject him.
Ye Xiangwan looked at the man's open palms, and there were two voices fighting fiercely in his heart.
A voice told her to reject him, say no to him, quickly go back to the dance, spend the day smoothly, and then live her life step by step.
And another voice tempted her, let's go with him and dance a real adult dance of her own. It's no big deal, it's just a dance...