"Zishi, you put on some clothes first."
"No, wearing clothes is so hot." Han Zishi's movements did not pause, his eyes enticingly fixed on Lin Xileng as he danced around her while stripping.
Lin Xileng felt like she was being roasted on a fire, suffering immensely.
She almost pleaded with a cry in her voice, "Zishi, you, you rest, I'll go first…"
"Why leave? Is it because my dancing isn't good?" Han Zishi grabbed her, their distance nearly zero.
Her heart pounding like a drum, Lin Xileng desperately sweated from her forehead, "It looks good, really good."
"Then why aren't you watching?"
"I, I have to accompany the little whiner…"
"The little whiner has Shen Mosheng for company, you dance with me." Han Zishi stubbornly pulled Lin Xileng, refusing to let her leave.
Seeing that he had stripped down to almost nothing, Lin Xileng was going crazy, "Zishi, my younger sister gets scared, she'll cry if she can't find me, I have to go look for her…"