He was six feet tall, while Gwen was five foot seven.
Standing together, they were the perfect height difference.
As Gwen held Su Yi's hand and spun—
Her nimble body twirled around his palm several times.
Then she fell into Su Yi's arms.
"I'm a little dizzy..."
Gwen muttered.
But Su Yi gently stroked Gwen's face, wrapped an arm around her slender, curvy waist, and said softly,
"It's okay. I'll lead you."
Just like that.
Accompanied by the romantic music from the television.
The two began dancing gracefully.
And with their bodies brushing together, Gwen's cheeks grew increasingly flushed.
At the same time, more and more strands appeared in her eyes.
Eventually.
As Gwen deliberately danced closer and closer.
The two danced to the edge of the incredibly soft bed.
Then, with a "thump," they landed on the velvet blanket in a heap.
Gwen closed her eyes.
Su Yi lowered his head in search of cherries.
Their dance had not ended.
It had merely continued in another way.
This kind of dance was more passionate.
It made the bed creak and groan.
It also made the dancers' minds sway.
But in any case, the dance would not stop.
The next day.
Knock, knock.
Accompanied by the sound of knocking.
"Gwen, if you don't get up for school, you're going to be late!"
Gwen's mother reminded her from outside the door.
"Ah... uh... I know. I'm getting up now!"
Gwen suddenly woke up and answered casually.
Then she stared blankly at the Spider-suit at the foot of the bed, which had been torn with three holes, along with a set of Su Yi's clothes.
What happened last night again?
She went to see Su, then they kissed, then drank, then danced, then...
In the end, she and Su Yi had