She revealed a devilish grin.
Bai Ling's body quivered. She crossed her hands in front of her chest, feigned a delicate and charming look, and said sweetly, "Young Mistress Chu, I've accidentally spoken out of turn. I beg your forgiveness, for I've displayed much sincerity." Then, she quickly diverted Chu Yue's attention. "Look, Xiao Luo's going to dance."
The diversion was a great success. Chu Yue triumphantly shifted her eyes to the dance floor, her delight evident to all.
At that moment, Xiao Luo could hardly retain his composure. Recollecting some of Fang Shulan's simple movements, he slowly began to sway and shuffle his body. But his stiff limbs made his movements all the more ridiculous. He looked like such a dork!
"What dance is that? Why haven't I seen it before?"
"This is called cluttered dancing, which means screwing around."
"Ye-yeah, cluttered dancing it is, hahaha…."
