บท 3900: Su Yu, I'm Back (10)

"Little King Cannon? Um… It seems the fellow has poor kidneys," Han Yueyao mumbled to himself.

When she got to the studio, the dance teacher wasn't in it. Only Yuan Bo was waiting for her.

"How come only you're here?"

"What? Isn't it nice?"

"Don't pull this bullshit with me. I'm here to rehearse."

"I know. Come on, beauty. Let's begin."

Yuan Bo took off his jacket and stood in the center of the room; he used his cellphone's bluetooth to connect the sound system.

Music rose in the room.

Han Yueyao hesitated and then walked over to dance with him.

In the big mirror on the wall, she could see her reflection as she danced.

She found the fellow was a good dancer and wouldn't hold her back in the show.

After one dance, Yuan Bo picked up two bottles of water and handed one to Han Yueyao.

"No, thank you."

"I didn't spike it. Don't worry."

Yuan Bo chuckled, knowing what Han Yueyao was thinking.