C122 I Can't Wait Any Longer
C122 I Can't Wait Any Longer
Fenng Moye winked at Chung Rann. His eyes were so gentle that it almost made one drown in them.
Chung Rann then slowly placed her hand on his palm. Fenng Moye took a step forward. He intimately hugged Chung Rann's waist and pinched her like a prank. Chung Rann was most afraid of tickling. With this touch, her entire body trembled. However, there were so many people watching on the stage. It was not good for her to be too obvious.
Fenng Moye tilted his head slightly and pressed her in front of him. The two of them were very close to each other. Chung Rann could even smell the cool air on his body mixed with the faint smell of tobacco. She did not have the slightest aversion to it. Instead, she felt that it was surprisingly good to smell.
His voice was low and magnetic, as if it could bewitch the heart, he whispered into her ear.
"Don't be nervous, wife. There's a husband here."
Chung Rann's body was stiff. She had never been so close to anyone before. Furthermore, Fenng Moye's hot palm was still on her waist, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
She lowered her head and used a little strength in her palm to push him away.
"Can you not be so close to me?"
Can't you tell she's nervous?
Fenng Moye smiled meaningfully. "We are dancing a double dance. If we don't get so close to each other, it will become a fight."
"I'm too hot if you do this." It was the first time Chung Rann was so timid that she did not dare to raise her head to look at a person's eyes. Her eyes were slightly lowered. The man's shirt collar had been unlocked two or three times at some point, revealing his perfect collarbone.
Chung Rann subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Fenng Moye could clearly feel the girl's light and slightly hot breath on his collarbone. It fell on his skin all of a sudden. The girl's waist was very soft, and she wished she could rub it into his arms.
His throat rolled up and down, and the temperature of his entire body kept rising. His gaze deepened.
Chung Rann's mind was still thinking about how to push Fenng Moye away when the man whispered in her ear.
"Wife, it seems that I don't want to wait anymore. I will take you tonight when I go back, okay?"
His lips seemed to touch her red earlobes as he suddenly laughed and said in a breath.
Chung Rann's brain immediately exploded. She almost wanted to give him a shoulder throw on the spot, but when she thought that there were still so many people below, she endured it.
However, she already had a small aura around her. She reminded Fenng Moye with a cold look.
"You better not say these words. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't let you embarrass yourself."
The host didn't know what the two people were whispering about. He just felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, so he coughed lightly.
"That... Since Director Fenng is Chung Rann's dance partner, then let's start. The music starts."
Then, a gentle and beautiful music starts playing on the stage.
Fenng Moye originally thought that Chung Rann only roughly learned it. After all, she has the foundation of Taekwondo, so dancing should be easier to absorb. He was also worried that Chung Rann would not be able to keep up with his rhythm.
Who knew that what surprised him was that his wife was not inferior to him at all. Her figure was graceful and her dance was graceful. She was like a dancing butterfly that made him somewhat absent-minded.
The people below were even more dumbfounded. Some even said something.
"Did I see a fairy? This is too beautiful."
"I think I saw a dancing butterfly."
"Do you guys think Chung Rann danced with Director Fenng with a face?"
"Yes, yes, yes. I feel that they are a good match. No, I want to hit on this couple."
The people below praised her repeatedly. Even Wu Qing and Ling Xiangjun, who thought that they could win the championship, looked at the stage as if they were eating shit.
Ling Xiangjun snappily glared at Wu Qing.
"Didn't you say that Chung Rann does not know how to dance? What is going on!"
Not only did she know how to dance, but she also didn't dare to try the difficulty of the dance. Outsiders might not be able to see Chung Rann's skill, but she could.
Chung Rann's dance skill was comparable to an ordinary person's. Her dance skill was not on the same level as hers. How could it be possible... Didn't she come from the countryside?
How could she dance Tango so well? Her favorite dance actor, Linda, had won the world championship. Compared to Chung Rann's dance today, it could also be compared.
Just who was this Chung Rann?
After the dance, it was a perfect curtain call. There was a thunderous applause from the audience.
"My God, this dance is too beautiful. The two of them are like deities descending to the mortal world."
"I didn't expect Chung Rann to be able to dance so well. This time, I reckon that the champion of this year's talent competition will change hands."
In the past years, it was Ling Xiangjun who won the championship every time. She didn't expect that Chung Rann would appear midway this time and steal her limelight, becoming a dark horse.
When Chung Rann passed by Ling Xiangjun, Ling Xiangjun's brain heated up and she actually stretched out her leg to trip Chung Rann.
But Chung Rann had already noticed that the moment Ling Xiangjun moved her leg, she firmly stepped on the back of Ling Xiangjun's leg. Immediately, Ling Xiangjun screamed out in pain without caring about her image.
"Ah... It hurts so much!"
Chung Rann pretended to be surprised and moved her feet away.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't see it."
Ling Xiangjun's face turned pale from the pain as she glared at Chung Rann.
"I can see that you did it on purpose. You saw my feet..."
Chung Rann raised her eyebrows and looked at her. "Are you saying that you wanted to extend your foot to trip me when you saw it?"
Ling Xiangjun realized that she had almost exposed herself just now and quickly denied it.
"Don't you accuse people here. When did I say such words?"
"Then why did your feet stretch so far when you were perfectly fine?"
As Chung Rann spoke, her pair of slender eyes slightly raised and her red lips curled into a mocking smile.
Ling Xiangjun was frightened by Chung Rann's intimidating gaze and opened her mouth wanting to refute but when the words reached her mouth, she was unable to say anything.
Her silence became a silent agreement and the surrounding people started to discuss animatedly.
"I did not expect that she would be so despicable."
"It's normal for there to be losses and victories in this competition. It's just an anniversary celebration, so there's no need to take it to heart."
The man stood by Chung Rann's side and looked down at Ling Xiangjun from above. His voice was low and hoarse but also carried an unintentional coldness, carrying a bit of clarity.
"Ling Xiangjun, it is just entertainment. There is no need to use such despicable means. In the future, I do not wish to see such petty actions again."
Ling Xiangjun had yet to recover from Chung Rann's eyes when she was warned by Fenng Moye. Her face was already as pale as paper.
What kind of luck did she have today?
Before Fenng Moye left, he did not forget to whisper something into Chung Rann's ear.
"Go home early tonight. Don't forget what I just said."
The smile on Chung Rann's face completely froze. In her mind, she remembered what he said to her on the stage. Her cheeks immediately turned red.
This man was so impatient?