A fashion queen

Bai Feifei initially wanted to refuse, but now she was completely in Song Yuhang's arms. This sudden intimacy made her feel shy and embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, she blushed and hesitantly replied, "Uh... okay, sure."

After receiving permission, Song Yuhang's face immediately broke into a bright smile. Without hesitation, he stretched out his arms and gently yet firmly embraced Bai Feifei's slender, soft, and slender waist. Then, like an experienced dancer, he led Bai Feifei with light and graceful steps, slowly sliding into the center of the dance floor.

The people who had gathered around the dance floor, upon witnessing this romantic and beautiful scene, understood the situation and consciously stepped back. In the blink of an eye, the slightly crowded crowd quickly dispersed, creating a spacious space around them, allowing the handsome man and beautiful woman to fully display their graceful dance moves and enjoy their sweet moment together.

After entering the dance floor, Song Yuhang was drawn to Bai Feifei's graceful, curvaceous body like a magnet. Bai Feifei seemed a little shy and nervous, trembling slightly as she gently placed her fair, scallion-white hands on Song Yuhang's broad, solid shoulders.

At this moment, a melodious, graceful, and soothing melody rippled like water, lingering throughout the room. Like two dancers in perfect sync, they danced gracefully and elegantly across the dance floor. Every turn and every step seemed harmonious and natural, as if the product of countless rehearsals.

Their movements were as fluid as poetry, sometimes twirling like the wind, sometimes standing in each other's arms, the distance between them just right, allowing them to feel each other's warmth without feeling oppressive. At this moment, the whole world seemed to quietly fade away, leaving only their figures leaning on each other and their loving eye contact.

Mo Yunting and Cui Xueying, who had been silently watching all this unfold, couldn't help but smile knowingly. They had never imagined seeing these two seemingly unrelated people spark love at their wedding. Perhaps fate is just that strange, always finding its way to us unexpectedly.

With the final note, the graceful dance concluded perfectly. Song Yuhang leaned forward slightly, placed his lips close to Bai Feifei's pearly earlobe, and whispered in a deep, magnetic voice, "Today, you shine like a star in the night sky, breathtakingly beautiful."

Bai Feifei's heart felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, beating violently. She slowly raised her head, her gaze like a frightened deer, timidly gazing into Song Yuhang's eyes, which were as deep and captivating as a deep pool. The moment their eyes met, it was as if time froze, everything around them blurred, only the light in each other's eyes remained clear.

At this moment, the melodious music suddenly stopped without any warning, but everyone present was still immersed in the dreamlike and beautiful dance, and it took a long time for them to come back to their senses.

Song Yuhang smiled and naturally took Bai Feifei's soft little hand, taking light and graceful steps and slowly walked towards the edge of the dance floor.

At this moment, Mo Yunting walked up quickly with a smile on his face and jokingly said with interest, "Oh my, look at you two, the golden boy and the beautiful girl, dancing gracefully on the dance floor. You are simply a match made in heaven. Without a doubt, you are the most dazzling presence tonight!"

When Cui Xueying heard this, she couldn't help but chuckle and nodded in agreement.

"Sister Xueying, you're making fun of me too! Humph! I won't bother with you!" Bai Feifei grumbled, her cheeks flushed like ripe apples. With lightning speed, she yanked her hand away from Song Yuhang's warm, generous grip. Then, like a frightened rabbit, she turned and scurried away.

Song Yuhang stood quietly, his eyes fixed on Bai Feifei's receding figure. Her graceful figure was like a beautiful scenery, deeply imprinted in his eyes. His eyes inadvertently revealed a touch of unconcealable doting, but at the same time, it was also mixed with a hint of helplessness.

Seeing Bai Feifei about to disappear from his sight, Song Yuhang subconsciously raised his feet, wanting to catch up immediately. However, just as he took a step, a strong hand suddenly stretched out from the side and firmly grasped his arm.

Song Yuhang turned his head and saw Mo Yunting looking at him with a smile on his face. He slowly said, "Brother, as the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry! Most girls are shy. If you act too eager, you might scare them away." After saying that, he didn't forget to wink at him, with a teasing look on his face.