manynovel Chapter 116
Chapter 116
Why did you suddenly fast forward to the ball? Is the free exchange over?
The music sounded, like a rush, march-like sound, the rhythm was fast, like a gust of wind.
I grabbed her hand in a daze, and was dragged forward.
Because there is no reason to refuse.
In the eyes of everyone, the two beautiful girls took the lead in front of the stage, and the moment they boarded, the sound in their ears suddenly stopped, and all they could hear was their own rapid breathing.
My heart hung in my throat.
Being the center of attention made me feel overwhelmed and forced to make a passive stance.
The left hand was gently wrapped around her shoulder, and after getting closer, the fingers of her right hand were clasped together, and the blonde girl placed her right arm behind my back, the palm edge next to the skin.
Her movements are slow and powerful, as if she is confident, and people can't help but trust and rely on them.
At this moment, I only feel that the girl's actions are full of manliness and heroic.
The music is back on, at the right time when needed.
Like a herd of galloping horses skimming across the grassland, like waves crashing against the reef day and night, it is full of courage and strength, and can be called synonymous with perseverance and courage.
Things happened so quickly that I could only try to cope with what I had learned.
Even though Aisarina taught me the precautions of etiquette dance before, learning and being practical are two different things after all.
Under the octagonal pendant crystal lamp, in a light more dazzling than the day, the mellow but not pungent aroma came, and the gaze slid down the long suspenders that wrapped around the sides of the girl's neck.
The embellished black lace represents mystery and sensuality, while the white silk that makes up the main body represents innocence and innocence.
The black and white were tied up on the girl in front of her, and you could feel her palms sweating slightly from tension.
How much did she care about this time, and what might mean to her? I don't know, but the only thing I wanted was not to let her down.
Isn't it just a dance, just come!"
"Dance doesn't need to be careful, it's not like the rules of life, it's simple and direct, and it's uniquely beautiful. Dance is a way to express emotions, and in some cases more powerful than words. In
the process of teaching, Aisarina only said this one sentence to me, and the rest, as she said, was all experienced by action.
Accordions and violins play quiet and deep songs, like moonlit nights and starry skies.
We swayed on the dance floor, our two bodies as if they were one.
I never imagined that the first formal dance would be so compatible, like there was telepathy between them, I never missed her hints, and she would never lead me astray.
All you have to do is trust, and then forward or backward.
The arms are stretched forward, and the eyes exchange endless secrets, loosen and close, as if flying in the sky to enjoy a brief period of freedom, but they are immediately tensed and pulled back into place.
All you have to do is trust, and then forward or backward.
Moving her feet, using her solid arm as the fulcrum to make a set of difficult movements, the music paused, as if changing a set of radical postures, becoming more depressed and heavier, and bursting out all the parts that had been accumulated before.
The trivial chatter was gone, and every guest was intoxicated by the amazing action.
After a period of familiarity, the dancers have eliminated their restraint and timidity, and their movements have become stretched and free, sometimes moving in line with each other, and sometimes letting go of the guidance and dancing on tiptoe.
The chandelier above my head tied the dancing dress with a golden ring, and I stood up in an axis, my chin proudly raised.
The music is completely free, like a white dove flying in the sun, sprinkling the stars and shining dust along the way.
A smile naturally appeared on Aisarina's face, which was a sign of happiness from the heart, and achieved unity in mutual understanding and tolerance.
Extreme movement and extreme stillness are skillfully blended to form a picture of extreme harmony and beauty, and I move with her without thinking, and the next action appears clearly and clearly, as if it were a revelation from the gods, as if the gods could not bear to destroy this perfect section.
As the music slowed down and the movement of the two stopped, I took a deep breath and looked at Aisarina.
The latter reached out and swept a lock of hair on her forehead behind her shoulder, revealing a dense layer of sweat that highlighted her heroic posture.
"How's it going?" I asked.
"Perfect!"
"Are you satisfied?"
said such a thing, I expected her to praise me twice and be satisfied, but...
In my astonished gaze, the girl pressed her hands on my shoulders with affection, lowered her head and kissed me deeply.
At that moment, mixed emotions intertwined, and I closed my eyes.
............
"It's nice to be young. Sitting
beside Ulch, an old gentleman with a short stick sighed.
He wore a gray robe, his cheeks were thin, and his hair under his top hat, though well-groomed, was still slightly gray at the tips of his tail, like the black earth after the first snow.
His smile was gentle and kind, and his voice was louder than many young people, but the three distinctly weathered lines on his forehead seemed to suggest that he might have lived more years than anyone could have imagined.
"Mr. Earl, let me introduce you, this person on the stage is..."
"I know, the hero who saved the border town of the kingdom. It can be described as a big name, who doesn't know who doesn't?"
"It turns out that you also know, and I won't tell you the truth, the two ladies have been living in the contemptible mansion during this time, if you are interested, I can introduce it on your behalf."
"Then there is no need," said the old gentleman, shaking his head, "but when I see the young man, I am tempted by the scene."
With that, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Seeing that the time had come, Ulch, who could no longer hold back, finally tentatively asked the question he was most interested in."
"Your daughter, Lady Milei, why can't you attend today?"
As his spiritual pillar when he first came to the royal capital, Ms. Milei's beautiful appearance, dignified manners, and of course, more importantly, her cordial attitude towards him left a deep impression in Ulchi's heart, which he still remembers to this day.
The cold light in the old man's eyes made Ulch shudder, and when he looked closely, he found that the old Count Strad in front of him still had a smile on his face, and he was still the little old man who was high and powerful, but kind and kind.
Maybe it's just an illusion, Ulch shook his head.
"The little girl was unfortunately assassinated by a heretic who infiltrated some time ago. "
How could such a thing happen in the royal capital?" Ulch was shocked, "why haven't I heard the relevant news, otherwise I would definitely come to mourn." The
old earl's expression was sad, and his voice was sad, and this emotion was by no means a disguise, and anyone with a discerning eye could see how hard he had been hit.
"It was the old man who blocked the news, because I swore to avenge her, and I must kill the murderer and comfort her soul in heaven.
With a genuinely heartbroken look, Ulchi said
, "If you need a bounty, it doesn't matter how much I pay!" "yes, it's
great that you think so."
However, when my unsuccessful apprentice heard the news, he volunteered to take revenge on my old fellow's behalf.
I believe that with her skills, as long as the 'timing' is right, it will be easy to do.
Ulqi followed and comforted: "With such a brave and resolute apprentice, Milei's spirit in the sky will definitely be gratified." "
Yes," sighed Count Strader, who looked up at the zenith, with a subtle taunt in his eyes, "she, but the pride of my life!"