Even though she's not very good at dancing, she still has a bit of foundation.
Qin Yun recalled how to dance, following the music, she started to dance.
She was already slender and agile, and although her dance moves weren't big, each move was enticing, sometimes close to Pei Yan, sometimes distant.
"Whoa whoa!"
The people around whistled and cheered, some even shouted, "Go Sister Yun!"
"Ah! I'm dying, I never thought Sister Yun danced so well! If I were a man, I'd want to marry her too."
Yang Leqi screamed, and Wang Sirui, who was right behind her, hugged her tightly and gave her a fierce kiss, "What nonsense are you talking about? You're mine."
The people around them laughed.
Pei Yan stood there, held Qin Yun by the waist, and said somewhat helplessly, "Stop dancing."
Qin Yun, slightly out of breath, leaned against Pei Yan's chest and looked up to ask, "Was it good?"
"I nearly lost my life."
