Since Liu Zhiling moved into the courtyard house, it seemed as if a touch of spiritual energy was added to the yard. Every morning, she would rise early and dance in the middle of the courtyard, moving as gracefully as a sprite, lively and beautiful.
Especially her superb figure, every time Chen Yang passed by, he couldn't help but take another look, and would silently say to himself in his heart: "Except for the slightly too small buns, everything is perfect."
However, Chen Yang knew that dancers couldn't have too large a bust, otherwise, it would sway when moving, truly affecting the beauty of the dance.
This morning, Chen Yang came out of his room and habitually glanced towards the middle of the yard, but did not see Liu Zhiling practicing her dance.
"Could she have gone out to perform today?"
Chen Yang shook his head, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to not seeing Liu Zhiling.
