Qiao Simon took Li Wange's hand and left. The strange man was still standing there, watching their backs with complicated eyes, as if he was not participating in the dance.
The most unique thing about the sky bar is that it has a large open-air dance floor.
As the music played, men and women took their dance partners onto the dance floor.
Li Wange's white tutu skirt and glass slippers are actually not outstanding now, and are even a bit tacky, just like back then.
But when she wears it now, it is particularly charming, and her confident and calm smile makes her charming even with a mask on. She has become the focus of many men's eyes and the target of jealousy for many women.
The melodious sound of the violin sounded, and Qiao Simon bent down, using a very formal gesture, to extend an invitation to Li Wange.
"My princess, can I ask you to dance?"
"my pleasure."
Li Wange nodded slightly, like a medieval aristocratic lady, and placed her fingertips on the man's palm.
The first dance is a traditional waltz. The rhythm is not as intense as other dances, but it is particularly soothing.
In the Middle Ages, it was an activity specially used by nobles, dukes and ladies to communicate feelings and create ambiguity.
Qiao Simon put one hand around Li Wange's slender waist, held the woman's hand with the other, raised it gently, and danced gracefully back and forth with the ups and downs of the music.
"I never thought that Master Qiao could dance the waltz so well?"
Li Wange praised sincerely.
She thought that an arrogant and uninhibited swinger like Qiao Simon would not bother to spend time learning such a boring social dance.
"Of course, I have been practicing for this dance for several years."
Qiao Simon made no secret of the importance he attached to this dance.
"So how do you feel now? Do you feel a sense of disillusionment?"
Li Wange asked the man curiously.
He had waited so long for this dance with her. Did it exceed his expectations or was he completely disappointed?
"I don't feel disillusioned, I just feel..."
Qiao Simon took a deep breath, and as the music rose, his body moved closer to the woman, and said, "It would be great if I could keep dancing like this."
"Unfortunately, any dance has to end. There is another special thing about the waltz dance. The dance partner will change with the change of the music. You may meet another dance partner in the next song. Maybe
She works better with you."
"No dance partner can make my heart move more than you."
Qiao Simon said emotionally.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the music changed to another tune, and Li Wange's hand was naturally taken by another man.
Even though Qiao Simon was dissatisfied, he had to abide by the rules and could only continue dancing absentmindedly with other women.
The man who took Li Wange away was tall, with a superior temperament. His tight thin lips and high bridge of nose were perfect to the extreme.
Unfortunately, the upper part of his face was covered by a feather mask. The eyes under the mask were as deep as the sea and as bright as stars.
When they looked at each other, Li Wange couldn't help but feel a little excited.
I thought that since this man invited her to dance, he would take the opportunity to talk to her and enhance their relationship like other men.
As a result, most of the music had passed, and the man just pursed his thin lips and danced with her in silence.
His dancing is pretty good, not excellent, but at least his steps are okay. But compared to Qiao Simon, he is much more aggressive, forcing Li Wange to step back several times.
Some.
Gee, he’s another weird man!
"Sir, has anyone ever said that you are really good-looking?"
Li Wange really couldn't stand the awkward situation of dancing and not talking, so she randomly found a conversation and chatted awkwardly with the man.
"Did anyone tell you that a white tutu skirt looks good on anyone?"
The man didn't answer the question and his voice was cold.
Li Wange's heart suddenly tightened.
This voice was as cold as if it had been frozen in an ice cellar. If it didn't come from Mu Chengxian, who could it be?
"Mu Chengxian, you...why are you here? Has the doctor allowed you to be discharged?"
This guy was obviously still in the hospital, so why did he come to the Sky Bar as soon as he came? He actually found her accurately and danced with her for most of the song before revealing his identity.
God, she felt that what she just said to the man was so stupid and embarrassing that she almost wanted to hit the wall.
"Answer my question, why are you wearing this dress?"
Mu Chengxian seemed to be as obsessed with this white tutu skirt as Qiao Simon, and the palms around Li Wange's waist were a little stronger.
"Don't all waltz dances look good with this kind of big tutu? Is there anything difficult to understand about this?"
Li Wange replied in a calm tone.
"Don't wear a skirt like this again!"
After Mu Chengxian finished his overbearing order, he said calmly in a voice that was so soft that it could almost be ignored: "This skirt will not look good on anyone."
He emphasized again that his stubbornness was the same as Qiao Simon's.
Li Wange couldn't understand. Could it be that this man still remembered that she wore this skirt?
But back then, even if she wore this skirt, she didn't look good, right?
It was precisely because it was so ugly that it became a joke at the dance!
"Listen to Mr. Mu, could it be that there was once a woman who looked stunning in this dress and became the white moonlight in your heart?"
Li Wange danced with the man with ease as he followed the music, and asked in a teasing tone.
Anyway, she didn't believe that she had the ability to become the white moonlight in a man's heart with this rustic princess dress.
Even if he had shown a trace of sincerity to her, he wouldn't have destroyed her so completely!
"It's not as good as Bai Yueguang's, but she is really attractive in this dress and it can arouse my protective desire."
Mu Chengxian's rare evening song towards Li revealed his true emotions.
"..."
Li Wange was stunned in place and suddenly forgot to take a step.
Mu Chengxian leaned forward and relied on his own strength to force the woman to bend over and lean back. The music stopped at this time, and the two of them assumed the most romantic and classic ending pose of the waltz.
On the dark dance floor, the lights were turned on. The host stood on the stage, excited and his voice was very contagious.
"Thank you for your enthusiastic participation. Tonight's dance has concluded successfully. Next is the selection process for the King of Dance and Queen of Dance. Everyone can choose a flower at will and send it to the person they like. Whoever gets the most flowers,
Who is the King of Dance and Queen of Dance... King of Dance and Queen of Dance, there are super, super rewards!"
"Wow!"
Everyone was in high spirits and obviously looking forward to this part the most.
The flowers provided by the bar are rich and diverse, including roses, lilies, daisies, etc., there are dozens of varieties.
Different flowers represent different temperaments.
First came the voting session after the dance. Li Wange led the way with an overwhelming advantage.
Men wearing masks gave her flowers one after another. Most of the roses they sent represented the impression of women in their hearts, which were as charming and charming as roses.
Qiao Simonan sent lilies.
Li Wange was as pure and clean as a lily in his heart.
The woman thought that Mu Chengxian would not participate in such a boring game, but she didn't expect... the man finally came on stage too.
What I am holding in my hand is a sunflower.
The golden petals were as gorgeous as before, and Li Wange's eyes were captivated...