Seven o'clock in the evening, Yizhou Film Academy.
The dance practice room was completely empty. Three walls were made entirely of mirrors, reflecting the entire classroom.
It was already pitch black outside at seven o'clock in winter. Through the windows on the door's wall, one could see the dim, yellowish street lamps of the school and the mottled shadows cast by green trees. However, this dance classroom, specially provided for training class students, was brightly lit, and unlike the cold outside, it was exceptionally warm here because of the air conditioning.
If a man were to suddenly walk in here, he would find the entire room permeated with the scent unique to young women.
An You sat casually slumped against the corner of the wall, holding a rose-red A2 phone and looking at it intently.
Xiao Xueer was still stretching her ligaments to her right, exposing the sleek lines of her slender legs clad in dance pants. Her slender waist, wrapped in a stretch-fit long-sleeved t-shirt, was equally seductive.
An You wore the same outfit. Not because she had just finished exercising and was covered in sweet sweat, but rather her already-form-fitting stretch t-shirt clung tightly to her body, outlining her soft, slender waist and full, exquisite chest curves, while her casually curled thighs could not conceal the soft beauty of their contours.
She lowered her head, her long hair cascading down past her snowy neck. A few stray, messy strands clung to her sweet, flushed cheeks and forehead, adding a touch of allure.
Both young girls had just gotten off work at An Shi Network, hurriedly eaten dinner, and rushed over to take their body-shaping class. They had practiced for a little while under the teacher's guidance and were now taking a free break. Yet even while resting, Xiao