The cool moonlight, like silk sand, shone upon Xueyao, who moved gracefully like an elf. She appeared like a pristine snow angel descending among mortals, captivatingly beautiful!
"Ah, it's been so long since I danced, it feels a bit rusty."
After the dance, she walked over in a cat-like manner, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly with beads of fragrant sweat...
Hearing Xueyao's words, Hu Xiaobei rubbed his nose, "Auntie, this... this is considered rusty?"
Having said this, Hu Xiaobei continued to covertly examine her.
Hu Xiaobei found that the fragrant sweat made her even more enchanting...
Hearing Hu Xiaobei's surprised exclamation, she laughed...
After laughing, she spoke again, "Yes, really, it's gotten rusty. Before, I could dance several times without getting out of breath. But now, just one dance makes me feel tired. Isn't that rusty?"
"It's just because your body hasn't adjusted yet; just practice a few more times."
