Don't Want to Be Decent? I'll Help You Be Decent!
Anyone with eyes can see that [Tang Yin] is challenging Ye Hua!
That aristocratic male student almost fainted!
He desperately tried to signal to Tang San with his eyes, "Are you crazy?"
"That's the Night Alliance Leader! Don't drag me into this mess!"
But Tang San ignored him completely, his hand hovering in mid-air, waiting for Ye Hua to respond.
Before Ye Hua could speak, Xue Ke suddenly stepped forward.
He firmly grasped Ye Hua's hand, pulled him into his arms, and forcefully took over the rhythm.
Just then, the music started to move to the next beat, Xue Ke spun Ye Hua around twice in a row.
The movements were light and fluid, and the rhythm was perfectly timed!
Then she stood on tiptoe and kissed Ye Hua on the cheek.
Good-natured cheers erupted from those around them.
Xue Ke smiled at Tang San, "Sister Tang Yin, everyone should just have fun at the ball tonight, there's no need for all this competition."
Tang San's face instantly turned green, as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water!
The aristocratic boy dancing with him pinched his hand frantically, signaling him to quickly accept the opportunity.
Tang San took a deep breath and forced a smile. "I only wanted to invite Night Alliance Leader to dance. Since Your Highness has already done that, I won't bother you any further."
Just as he brushed past Ye Hua, Tang San launched a projectile from his fingertips!
The extremely fine and light powder, concealed by the movement of her skirt, silently sprinkled onto Xue Ke.
Ye Hua's eyes narrowed slightly as he exhaled a breath of stale air.
call--
The powder was blown away.
Ye Hua frowned. Still resorting to such low tactics, Tang San, can't you be a little more creative?
Xue Ke leaned closer, "What's wrong?"
Ye Hua withdrew his gaze. "It's alright. Let's keep dancing."
The music was light and cheerful, and laughter filled the dance floor.
Tang San didn't care that he hadn't succeeded.
Such a simple trick, nothing remarkable about it.
Besides, her dance moves are what give her confidence tonight!
Thinking of this, Tang San worked even harder!
My legs aren't sore anymore.
My back doesn't hurt anymore.
The shame of flirting is gone!
Ah Yin witnessed everything clearly and was furious.
I almost wanted to use a shovel to crack open this thing and see if it was full of paste!
As the last note faded, the dance came to a halt.
Tang San slightly raised his chin, waiting for praise.
However--
"The Night Alliance Leader and Her Highness the Princess are indeed a perfect match!"
"That spin just now was perfect, it was a match made in heaven!"
"The Night Alliance Leader is calm and composed; the two of them work together flawlessly!"
Applause and praise surged towards Ye Hua and Xue Ke like a tidal wave.
Tang San's smile froze, like the bark of a withered old tree.
He looked around in disbelief.
The noble ladies covered their mouths, gazing at Ye Hua with admiring eyes!
As for his meticulously prepared dance steps, they didn't even make a sound!
"Impossible!" Tang San roared inwardly, "I clearly tried my best!"
"Why! Why can't I earn praise!"
"This is unfair!!!"
A sense of resentment welled up inside me.
Why is it that no one even glances at me when I work myself to the bone?!
Why does Ye Hua, who knows nothing, receive all the praise?
The nobleman was about to let go and back away, but Tang San grabbed his wrist.
"Hey," Tang San said irritably, "Our dance moves are so much better than his, yet he still stole the spotlight. Aren't you angry?"
The nobleman boy's mouth twitched as he was gripped so tightly it hurt.
"Junior Tang Yin, what you said is incorrect."
"I humbly admit defeat in the dance of the Night Alliance Leader!"
"What did you say?!" Tang San could no longer contain himself.
But then, something even more shocking happened!
Everyone imitated Ye Hua's clumsy movements, shifting their feet.
Even if it hurts to have my foot stepped on, I don't care!
"The Night Alliance Leader's dance steps are indeed profound; they appear simple, yet they conceal hidden secrets!"
"I tried to imitate it, but I found that maintaining balance was extremely difficult!"
"As expected of the leader of the Long Night Alliance, even his dancing has Daoist essence!"
Tang San was dumbfounded.
Praise wasn't enough.
Even imitation?!
That devout expression didn't seem fake at all!
Tang San's mind went blank.
He stood there dumbfounded, pulling his dance partner up and walking off the stage.
But since he's done something malicious, how could Ye Hua let him off?
"Absolutely terrible luck!!!"
Ye Hua uses the Misfortune Curse.
In an instant, Tang San's luck turned from black to black...
It seems there's not much difference.
"But it's alright!" Ye Hua started to enjoy the show, "The real show is about to begin!"
Tang San's skirt was rather long, making it difficult for her to walk.
As a result, Tang San stumbled and stepped right on the edge of the step!
He lunged forward, desperately grabbing at the only thing he could hold onto—
A nobleman's shoulder to lean on!
The other person was pulled off balance, and the two of them fell straight to the ground!
Bang.
After the muffled thud, the dance floor fell completely silent.
Tang San lay on top of the nobleman, his mouth just touching the nobleman's lips!
The other person's eyes widened, and they froze like a statue!
He hadn't expected Tang Yin to be so proactive!
Could it be... that she has feelings for me?!
Xue Ke covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
She tried desperately to suppress it, but laughter still escaped her lips!
"Pfft, pfft..."
"Feel sorry..."
"I... I didn't mean to..."
Ye Hua stood beside her, calmly lowering his hand seal.
"Ah--!!!"
Tang San let out a loud screech like a groundhog!
He frantically rubbed his lips with the back of his hand, until they turned red, but he kept rubbing!
Finally, he slipped into a corner and leaned against the wall, gagging.
My eyes were red from vomiting, and my fingers were trembling!
He took a handkerchief from his sleeve and used it to wipe his mouth instead of his hand.
But that warm, sweet touch was still stuck to my lips and couldn't be wiped off.
"Water... water..." he called out in a hoarse voice.
Nobody paid him any attention.
Tang San had no choice but to take the fruit wine bottle from the table himself.
Without thinking twice, I reached out and twisted the cork off the bottle.
Laugh--!!!
The cork suddenly flew off!
The liquid inside the bottle gushed out!
Dark red fruit wine was poured over his head and all over his body!
The cork hit him right in the left eye!
"Awoooooo!" Tang San covered his eyes.
He staggered backward!
As a result, his heel tripped over a wine bottle on the ground!
Clang!
The back of his head was wrestling with the corner of the table, and he saw stars!
In his panic, he frantically scratched at himself, eventually grabbing the tablecloth.
Then pull hard.
Splash!
The entire tablecloth covered his face, completely obscuring him from head to toe.
The silver candlestick on the table landed squarely on his crotch, which was covered by a white cloth.
The candle miraculously didn't go out, and instead emitted wisps of smoke.
"Mom, look! Someone's dressed as a dead person!"
A clear, childlike voice rang out, filled with utter curiosity.
Shh—don't point randomly!
"That's not a dead person!"
"That's a ghost, afraid of fire!"
"Then Daddy," the child tilted his head, "What would happen if I burned him?"
The father froze, and before he could respond, the child kicked over the candlestick!
The flames roared, scorching Tang San's crotch!
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
Tang San let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered!
Dad quickly poured the tea water to put out the fire.
"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"
The child scratched his head, "Sister, are you alright?"
But then he picked up the teapot, saying, "I'll help too!"
But Tang San stared intently at the scalding tea in the child's hand!
He was immediately terrified and clutched his groin tightly.
"No! Don't come any closer!"
"Don't come any closer!!!"