"Hmm, you don't look good in anything, it looks even better not to wear anything!"
Qin Qin raised her hand to stop his movement, her beautiful eyes looking at him, her delicate lips parting slightly, "Mo Yunchen, I want to dance with you."
Mo Yunchen looked deeply at Qin Qin, his left hand taking her right and placing it on his waist, their hands interlocking.
There was no music, only the howling wind outside to accompany them.
Watching her bare feet on the carpet, Mo Yunchen's brows furrowed deeply, he picked Qin Qin up by the waist, her slender and petite feet stepping onto his large ones, dancing in the dim light.
Their dance was beautiful, they spun around in the room, bending over, his eyes never leaving her, and her beautiful eyes never leaving him.
At that moment, she wished it could last forever.
After a long while, Qin Qin's increasingly charming and clear voice echoed in the dim room.
"Mo Yunchen, I love you!"
"I love you too, Qinqin!"
