Bai Yutang has never ever danced in public before, not even to mention that his lover asked him to dance on the dance floor, along with the sea of colorful butterflies and bees. The only dance he ever performed was when he gave his lover the birthday gift, the incredibly ugly striptease.
If this is someone else than his lover asking him, he will absolutely refuse. But Bai Yutang saw his lover, with a flustered face after doing some kind of piggy dance with his sister and the girls.
Jian Kang Lu's face is not red, but the thin sweat layering his skin glistening like crystal in a dark cave. The green laser light occasionally passed by, biased by the beads of water on his temples, brightened the sparkling stars inside the peach blossom eyes of him.
His lips slightly opened, pursued for more oxygen, illuminated with intermittent light, it was pink tinted with the dilated blood vessel from the night exercise.
