Xu Youyou did not care about Bai Qingyu's thoughts as well. She was sincerely admiring Bai Qingyu's dance. If she were a man, she would definitely be charmed.
After dancing, Bai Qingyu was sweating. Strands of her hair hung loosely around her face, making her look even more seductive. She accepted the tissue Lin Zhihuan handed her and wiped her sweat away as she looked at Xu Youyou.
"It's your turn," Lin Zhihua said gleefully. She could not wait for Xu Youyou to make a fool out of herself.
Although the spring was quite warm in Mo City, Xu Youyou still did not wear a dress like the others. After all, she had a very strict boyfriend who worried about her catching a cold all the time. Today, she wore a pair of long pants and a thin sweater. Her long hair was pulled up into a bun, and a few strands of stray hair hung around her face. She looked very cute.
