Seeing the dazed look on her face, Chen Xi grinned. "What? Lost for words?"
The moment Chen Xi spoke, she pulled Lin Yue right out of the romantic atmosphere.
"Can you shut up? How about being a mute beauty for once?" Lin Yue shot her an exasperated look.
"What's that supposed to mean? You're sick of me now?"
"I've been sick of you for ages..."
A hand suddenly extended in front of her, cutting off everything Lin Yue was about to say.
Chen Xi clasped one hand behind her back and bowed slightly, smiling at her.
"Would you do me the honor of a dance tonight?"
"Mm."
Without another teasing remark, Lin Yue took her hand and slowly rose to her feet.
"What can you dance?" She straightened her slightly rumpled skirt.
"Uh, nothing at all," Chen Xi answered honestly.
"Then just follow me." Before the words had even left her mouth, Lin Yue had already placed a hand on her.
One hand rested on Lin Yue's shoulder while the other held her fingers. The grip wasn't hard, but it was firm enough to make escape impossible.
Chen Xi stumbled a step, her toe scraping across the floor with a soft sound.
She'd been about to ask, "Can you dance?" But the question that came out was something else.
"How long did you study dance before?"
She'd suddenly remembered Lin Yue's ritual for commanding the Shadow Dweller, and the image of Lin Yue dancing with it, spinning in the darkness.
Lin Yue paused, then answered, "About six years."
"But we didn't have much money back then, so I only studied as a hobby."
As she spoke, Chen Xi began to move. At first, she was being led along; that was the nature of the tango. She had no choice but