Pei Zhi put his arm around her waist.
The silky fabric was pressed against his palm. He felt like he was touching fire. Even his fingertips were burning.
Under Lin Jiao's guidance, he took a few steps forward and back, finishing the dance move she created.
"Can we go back now?" He stared at that beautiful face, his voice hoarse.
"You haven't learned it yet."
"I know it already."
Lin Jiao did not believe him at all. "Let's dance again." She taught him like a strict teacher, getting closer and closer to him.
Every time she got close to him, Pei Zhi's mouth would go dry.
He couldn't stand the racing heartbeat. After dancing twice, he stopped. "It's cold outside. Can we dance next time?"
"I want to play hide-and-seek."
Dancing without music was already strange enough, and she still wanted to play hide-and-seek.
"You seek." Lin Jiao asked him to close his eyes. "Don't peek."
"Don't go far."
