The music continued in the dance hall.
Mu Yazhe took a graceful step forward and started dancing to the mellow music, holding Yun Shishi's hand in his. His soulful eyes fixed on her shy and drooping face.
He was bemused. Since he took over the dance, she had not once looked up.
She could not forget what he had done to her earlier, so she was unable to concentrate on the dance, let alone look him in the eyes.
In contrast, he felt relaxed. His calm expression was telling her that everything was in his control.
He was very possessive, especially…
Her face blushed scalding red as she recalled their seductive embroilment earlier. She was really upset and wanted very much to shake off his hand to escape from him.
He appeared in her world without warning, messing her and disrupting her mind, and then he leisurely sat back to watch her be confused and panic.
How bad could this man get?
