Song Sheng and Qian Meigui danced playfully, daring; they swayed, and she dipped back as she stared into his deep amber-topaz eyes. She was panting breathlessly as he guided her, her chest rising and falling as they held their gazes. But, they quickly composed themselves, afraid of getting lost in the moment.
Once the new song started, they decided to return to their tables, waiting out the evening to be over. Every guest left by 3 A.M and Song Sheng and Qian Meigui chose to leave the banquet to go home. They were both red from the exciting evening and the kissing session they had in a private room from the hall.
Song Sheng hung his arm around Qian Meiguis shoulders while his other hand held his jacket over his back. Qian Meigui held his waist with one of her arms, while her other hand held his hand from the arm that hung around her shoulders.
