C39 Can You Dance?

Pei Yichen saw the sadness in her eyes and felt a little sorry for her. "I'll go to Ning Family with you after I finish my business at the end of the year."

"Alright!"

Ning Xia did not expect him to be so straightforward.

"From now on, you can practice dancing."

Ning Xia's emotion did not last three seconds before she was beaten back to her original form by Pei Yichen. She sighed and said seriously, "Actually, I'm more good at classical dance."

She had once joined a club in college and had practiced a lot with an art student. Although she had suffered a lot, her dancing skills were no less than an art student's.

Even though she was a ten-thousand-year substitute, she had never given up on her hobbies and hobbies. After working for a few years, she would also jump along with the videos on the Internet.

Her answer surprised Pei Yichen. He raised his eyebrows slightly. "You can dance?"

He thought she was just a pretty good girl, but she was a girl with hobbies.

After being ridiculed by Pei Yichen, Ning Xia's face turned ugly. "If you don't believe me, then forget it!"

"Practice Latin first. There will be plenty of opportunities to show off your classical dance in the future."

When she was naked, her looks were sweet and cute, very pure. After makeup, she was also very charming. He was really looking forward to what she would look like when she danced the classical dance.

Pei Yichen got up and played the music. He held out his hand to Ning Xia.

Ning Xia looked at his gentlemanly appearance and hesitated for a moment before extending her hand.

The soft little hands were surrounded by his warm big hands, and Ning Xia's smiling face suddenly turned red. She felt that the temperature in the room was a little high.

Pei Yichen's dancing skills were very professional. He was no less than a professional dancer.

After following his guidance and stumbling a short basic dance step, Ning Xia's face had turned from a shy red to a ashamed red.

She either accidentally hit his chest or accidentally stepped on his foot, or she couldn't keep up with the beat...

"I'm sorry, I..."

"It's alright, take your time."

Looking at her ashamed expression, Pei Yichen was kind enough to not dislike her. He even comforted her. This time, Ning Xia was under even more pressure!

Pei Yichen put his hand on her waist, hand on hand. He taught her every move carefully, from her arm to the tension in her calf to the distance and direction of every step she took. He was very focused.

It was just that when he accidentally smelled the fragrance of his hair, his heart would always be slightly agitated.

This was the first time Ning Xia had been touched by a man. Even though he was separated by his clothes, and even though he was always able to move away immediately after giving instructions, he still couldn't get used to it.

Her entire body was surrounded by a man's aura. All the muscles in her body were tightly tightened, and her movements became more and more stiff.

The more nervous he was, the easier it would be for him to make mistakes. Under the situation where Ning Xia kept stepping on him, Pei Yichen rubbed his temples helplessly. "Let's stop here for today. You should go back and rest."

"I'm... I'm sorry..."

Ning Xia knew how often she made mistakes. Even if she did not step too hard each time, Pei Yichen's foot would definitely hurt after so many times. He did not throw a tantrum at her. He was really a gentleman!

"Ah..."

Seeing Ning Xia run away like a wisp of smoke, Pei Yichen let out a slight sigh. It really hurt!

He even suspected that Ning Xia was taking revenge for her personal grudge!

His hands were still warm from Ning Xia's body, which made him feel a little dizzy. Since when did he like to have intimate contact with Ning Xia so much?

Ning Xia ran into her room, her heart pounding. She did not know why, but she had a scary thought. She actually felt that Pei Yichen was a man she could rely on!

She actually felt that he had a sense of responsibility. He did what he said, and he was even more serious when doing things. Furthermore, he had good looks. He was simply the Prince Charming in the hearts of thousands of girls!

What was even more terrifying was that she actually felt that his serious appearance was extremely charming.

Ning Xia covered her burning face with her hand. It was hard to tell whether she was shy or guilty, but when she thought about how Pei Yichen had taught her how to dance and how intimate they were, she felt like her heart was about to explode.

Feeling that the temperature on her face was still rising, Ning Xia rushed to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. She washed her face with cold water and looked at herself in the mirror. Ning Xia frowned. "Ning Xia, Ning Xia, you're finished..."

After this incident, Ning Xia did not want to go out anymore. She locked herself in the room for an entire day, letting her imagination run wild. She lay in bed muddle-headed. Even lunch and dinner were sent in by Uncle Wu.

Pei Yichen, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened and took care of his own matters in the study.

After learning about this from Uncle Wu, Ning Xia couldn't help but grind his teeth. How could he be so calm after experiencing the same thing?

It seemed like he was really thinking too much of himself!

Ning Xia picked up his phone and opened the mailbox that had been quiet for a long time. He felt a little uncomfortable. He should have put it down. After all, he had not sent another message.

This was good as well. Perhaps one day, they would pass each other in the vast sea of people, but they wouldn't call each other "hello." This kind of incomplete beauty was also a kind of beauty.

"Ning Xia, Ning Xia, you're such a scumbag!"

Ning Xia powerlessly lowered her arms. Her phone was thrown onto the bed. She suddenly realized that she clearly missed that online friend in her heart, but today, she showed signs of having a good impression of Pei Yichen. Wasn't this a typical scumbag?

Ning Xia was lying on the bed alone. When she woke up, she stared at the ceiling in a daze. Many scenes appeared in her mind. Some were childhood, some were in school, some were in despair, and some were filled with hope.

When he was tired, he closed his eyes and went to sleep. In his dream, everything was about the unmasked netizens. Everything that happened between them, even though it was very dull, was exceptionally beautiful.

In times of despair and helplessness, the care and company given by a stranger would appear exceptionally warm.

It was just that she had been wrong from the start.

If she could do it again, she would not feel inferior and choose to use her best friend's photo to replace her.

It was just that at that time, she was a fat, ugly, and dusty girl. Although she had worked hard to change a lot, this inferiority complex, this lack of confidence, could not be changed immediately.

She thought that she must have been tempted at that time. Otherwise, why would she be so flustered when the other party proposed to send a photo?

She was afraid, afraid that the other party would mind her ugly appearance...

In one's life, one would make many mistakes. Some could be corrected later on, while others would choose to be forgotten in the long river of time.

And she chose to bury it deep in her heart.