Li Chen first checked the child, feeling his little belly with his palm, and understood the reason.
He held the child in one arm and began to gently massage with the other.
Occasionally, the sounds from the dance studio next door reached his ears.
The graceful figure of Shan Qingxuan dancing came to his mind, and she must have looked so stunning in her dance.
After massaging for over twenty minutes, he soothed the child a while longer until the child fell asleep, but Shan Qingxuan had not yet come over.
He placed the child into the crib and walked over to the dance studio.
As he reached the doorway, the scene that met his eyes made his blood race.
In the dance studio, Shan Qingxuan stood on one foot, lifting the other, holding it with her hand, slowly raising it above her head until her legs opened one hundred eighty degrees in a straight line.
A standing split.
The sight was stunningly beautiful and incredibly seductive.
