Inside the bar, lights flashed, crowds moved, and the air was thick with smoke and the seductive sounds of music. Dean led Ye Ye to the VIP area facing the stage, casually ordering a bottle of Hennessy. They sat close, sipping their drinks while watching the dancers in the crowd. The dynamic music and ever-changing lights set the scene. Suddenly, after a series of electronic beats, the DJ’s seductive voice announced, “Welcome, everyone, to our most popular dancer — Miss Angelina!” The crowd erupted in applause, whistles, and cheers, like a boiling pot. Ye Ye curiously watched the stage where a dancer in a sheer black tulle dress stepped onto the stage, her long brown wavy hair flowing, her gold three-piece lingerie visible through the transparent fabric. She gripped the pole on stage, threw a kiss to the crowd, and began to dance provocatively with the music…
Dean watched Ye Ye’s eyes widen in amazement, gently pulling her closer, “Is it that fascinating?” He had seen many such performances, and this one didn’t particularly impress him. “Yes, very sexy!” “Such a little girl!” Dean tapped her forehead affectionately, his eyes full of an indulgence he didn’t realize he possessed. “Come on, let’s dance!” Ye Ye said in a sweet voice, getting up and removing her jacket, revealing her sparkly purple spaghetti strap top, ready to hit the dance floor.
Upon hearing Ye Ye call him “Huo,” Dien gave a wicked, satisfied smile and extended his large hand for Ye Ye to pull him up. Ye Ye frowned, looking at Dien, who was acting like a big shot, and avoided his outstretched hand. Instead, she walked directly between his widely spread legs. Ye Ye smiled, bent down—startling Dien, what was she going to do? Ye Ye reached out—Dien was expectant—she grabbed the loosely tied tie around Dien’s neck, smiled contentedly, and that was it. Dien felt a bit disappointed as Ye Ye pulled him up by his hand, and they headed to the center of the dance floor…
The outstanding duo, once they joined the moving crowd, immediately attracted everyone’s attention, even overshadowing the hard-working dancers on stage. Dien moved his body confidently to the rhythm, his hands firmly holding Ye Ye’s slender waist. Ye Ye danced with satisfaction, her long hair jumping under the lights…
