The force at her waist appeared suddenly yet securely.
Perhaps subconsciously aware that she was safe in Tan Palace, Tang Li wasn’t frightened, and even guessed who the man behind her was.
When she turned around and truly saw Song Baiyan, it was another kind of faint joy.
In the man’s deep eyes, Tang Li saw herself.
Then, she heard Song Baiyan ask, "Hiding here to practice dancing?"
Tang Li didn’t deny it.
"Why the sudden impulse to dance?"
"It’s not sudden." Tang Li found a reason: "There’s a dance scene in the new play, and it’s been a long ti since I’ve danced. I thought I’d rehearse a bit on my own."
Song Baiyan looked at her gently: "Can you dance by yourself?"
At that, Tang Li turned around willingly.
"I still lack a teacher."
Saying this, her hands reached for Song Baiyan’s broad shoulders: "Then teach , you danced very well at the state banquet."
Song Baiyan’s hand on her waist tightened: "You really want to learn?"
"Mhm." Tang Li nodded.
She wasn’t sure if it was the music being too enchanting, but she felt Song Baiyan’s gaze on her becoming gentler, such a look seed deeply affectionate.
She tiptoed and kissed Song Baiyan’s stubble-lined chin.
It was tough and sowhat prickly.
Tang Li spoke again: "Teach ."
Song Baiyan slled the floral scent of the girl’s bath, as comforting as touching skin. Even through her clothes, the palm of his hand could still feel the smoothness at her waist.
"Teach ." The girl kissed his cheek again.
With those words, Tang Li’s hand on Song Baiyan’s shoulder was pulled away, taken into his large hand, the dry warmth travelling straight to the depths of her heart.
Her inner wrist accidentally brushed against Song Baiyan’s wristwatch.
Such a touch made her ears flush red.
"What dance do you plan to learn?"
The man’s voice ca from above her head.
As she uttered the words "slow waltz," Song Baiyan seed to smile.
At the state banquet, that was the very dance they did, the only one Tang Li knew. Anything more complicated and her feet would beco a tangled ss.
The library’s light was dim, casting shadows on the embracing couple.
Song Baiyan drew close to Tang Li’s body, his hand pressing against her lower back, and his fingers, distinctly boned, closed in. To the light lift of music, they moved and he slowly tightened his embrace around this night sprite who bewitched him.
Back and forth, to the left, then back again.
Tang Li silently counted the beats in her mind.
When Song Baiyan loosened his hand on her waist, Tang Li instinctively held his left hand, turning a circle, and returning to his chest.
The man’s right hand returned to her back.
Closer than before.
An indescribable warmth filled Tang Li’s body and soul.
In her sight was the man’s prominent Adam’s apple. Her gaze moved up to his thin lips, the high bridge of his nose, and as she looked up, she t Song Baiyan’s tender and indulgent gaze.
Tang Li curved her lips and couldn’t resist burying her face in the crook of the man’s neck.
In this mont, she forgot Kang Yunxi, forgot the vexations, with her eyes and heart only occupied by this man who was dancing with her.
Song Baiyan held Tang Li, also savoring this mont of intimacy.
Then, Tang Li looked up again.
Song Baiyan’s lips were almost touching her nose, their cheeks nearly brushing against each other, the man’s breath skimming over the skin by her ear, making her ears burn even hotter.
She didn’t know when the kiss began.
Tang Li closed her eyes, her lips parted, and Song Baiyan’s kiss invaded.
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