A quarter of an hour later, Yunrou had already changed back into her previous dress and returned to Li Xuan's side.
Her face was slightly sweaty, and her cheeks were still a radiant red: "Li, how was my dance? Was it good?"
"Sublime dance on the pavilion, cloud and rain half-clad in a gauzy dress. Graceful as a willow in the wind, her sleeves fluttered as if about to take off." Li Xuan sighed: "I regret not having a remnant stone with me today. Otherwise, I would record it for daily enjoyment."
"Li, if you like it, I can dance for you every day. Besides this Tianmo Manmiao Dance, I know many others. But I've never performed them for anyone."
She was quite satisfied with the effect of the Tianmo Manmiao Dance. She wondered how her beloved Xuan could possibly be attracted to men?
