Chapter 406 Huo Ye: Do you want to watch me dance?

"Yes?"

She obviously jumped badly.

"Ok."

Huo Yunque nodded solemnly, with a magnetic and pleasant voice, "Probably, there is beauty in the eyes of the lover?"

boom--

Song Yaoya blushed thoroughly, she moved her small butt, and moved into Huo Yunque's arms little by little. He stretched his hand around his waist and hummed, "You have changed!"

His mouth was not so sweet before!

"Oh?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Is there?"

"Have!"

Song Yaoya blushed and grabbed his collar and pulled down, raised his head, "Let me have a taste, did you steal the candy behind my back!"

"Well--"

Huo Yunque lowered her head, held her red lips, and the hoarse laughter escaped from her throat.

"Have you tasted it?"

Song Yaoya was satisfied, squinted his eyes and curled his lips, "Taste it."

"Ok?"

"Super sweet!"

"Ah……"

Huo Yunque shook his head. He held the little girl in his arms and looked at the front mirror together.

It was a whole piece of mirror, a wall the size of a wall, and the lighting in the dance studio was full, and it trapped the two of them.

Song Yaoyao grabbed the man's hand and played with him, leaning in his arms as if he was boneless, "Do you think I want to perform with everyone? Dancing is too difficult, it seems that I almost feel like I practice!"

"It feels like it's all practiced. No one can be amazing when they just start with no foundation." The man lowered his eyes, gently stroking her long hair like an elder, "That's why there is a stage One minute, the origin of the audience's ten years of work."

Song Yaoya sniffed, "Then I will try again?"

In fact, she doesn't want to give up so easily, but when someone can rely on, she becomes fragile and fragile.

"Not urgent."

Huo Yunque asked, "Do you want to watch me dance?"

Song Yao's eyes widened in surprise, with sparkling waves shining in them, very agile, "You can dance?"

A man of this type like Huo Yunque is mature and restrained, and has a clear and noble spirit. He is a man of life, full of gentleman style, abstinence and decent.

To be honest, Song Yaoya couldn't imagine Huo Yunque dancing at all.

"It seems to be thinking about it."

Huo Yunque smiled, he raised his hand to unlock the buttons one by one.

The fingers are slender and clean, with distinct joints.

One, two, three...

Vaguely showing a strong chest, smooth muscle lines, very sexy.

He walked to the corner of the dance studio, fiddled with the player skillfully, and a Laislabonita came from the speaker.

Enthusiastic and close drumming.

"Snapped--"

When he passed the wall switch, he reached out and turned off most of the lights in the dance studio, and the light suddenly dimmed.

Song Yaoyao never knew that Huo Yunque could dance, and what he danced was a species completely inconsistent with his temperament and appearance.

Latin dance samba.

Wild, with endless ambiguous and enchanting dance, jumped out from the man in front of him.

In the dim light, he was still wearing the business attire he had at work, trousers and black silk shirt. Most of the buttons were unbuttoned, and he danced loosely, revealing a looming chest.

He was barefoot and his shoes were left outside.

The strange dance steps have a thrilling beauty, and every rhythm can feel the breath in the bones.

Song Yao's eyes closely followed the man's figure.

This kind of dance is born with a strong color. But the dancers have a kind of upright temperament on them, and they are not at all feminine. When they are not laughing, they are cold and gentle. But when he dances, it makes people only feel dry and dry--

The flirting Song Yao's heart banged wildly in his chest.

(End of this chapter)