Ye Chen's movements were strong and forceful, displaying the unique power and authority of a man.
Su Ningwei's movements, meanwhile, were soft and delicate, showcasing a woman's distinctive flexibility and elegance.
When their gazes met, they were full of sweetness. Through the coordinated movements of sword and body, they displayed the sword's nimbleness and the rhythm of dance, giving the scene greater depth and dynamic beauty.
After a round of practice, Ye Chen's breathing remained steady, and he looked completely at ease.
Su Ningwei was already slightly out of breath, with a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead.
Ye Chen pulled out a few tissues and wiped the sweat from Su Ningwei's forehead. "The livestream isn't until Saturday, so there's still plenty of time. You've practiced enough for now. Take a break first."
"Mm, Achen, you're really amazing. Even a sword dance you casually put together looks this good." Su Ningwei obediently tilted her head up, her eyes curved in a smile as she enjoyed Ye Chen's tenderness.
Ye Chen unscrewed the lid of the pink thermos again and handed it to Su Ningwei. "Of course. Your husband is an all-around singer."
"In a few years, you'll be an all-around superstar king of singers." Su Ningwei smiled, took the thermos and drank two sips, then held it up to Ye Chen's lips.
"Of course." Ye Chen smiled and lowered his head for a sip of warm water, feeling thoroughly refreshed.
Ye Chen added, "We're recording songs tomorrow too. Just practice a few more times. Don't wear yourself out."
"Mm, okay." Su Ningwei nodded.
After resting for a while, Ye Chen practiced with Su Ningwei for a little longer.
Someone knocked on the dance studio door.
They had just finished a set of movements.
"Come in." Ye Chen put away