You gently take his hand and slowly stand up.

His other hand naturally wrapped around your waist, leading you towards the open space in the center of the hall.

The classical music playing from the gramophone occasionally emitted a few intermittent stutters, but this did not affect the atmosphere.

He held your hand tightly, skillfully controlling the direction of your body's movement, and whispered, "Follow my steps, forward, backward... Yes, just like that, lift your head, look at me, find this feeling, don't always stare at your feet."

However, you are still a little nervous and can't help but pay attention to your feet, afraid of stepping on them.

You stammered, "But I'll step on you."

To reassure you, Qin Che advised, "The leather shoes are stiff. With your weight, they won't hurt me... Hmm... That's it... Very well done..."

"Ah! I'm sorry..." You stepped on the wrong foot and hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay to say it. Lift your head, look me in the eyes, and continue..."

You made several more mistakes, but Qin Che remained expressionless, as if he really wasn't in pain.

"Don't be so tense, just show the same enthusiasm you have when dealing with homeless people..."

That makes sense!

It's just that he kicked Qin Che a couple of times, there's no need to be so morally upright!

You can trample on your own man!

on!

To the accompaniment of melodious music, Qin Che gracefully led you in a circle, then slowly retreated back to the original spot.

As the music played, you moved in and out, like two butterflies fluttering in the air.

Gradually, you seem to find your footing in it and begin to enjoy the fun of dancing.

At this moment, Qin Che suddenly spoke up, "I told you to step on it with confidence, but I didn't mean you should step on it so hard every time..."

At this moment, every step you took seemed like you were going to stomp through the floor, which made Qin Che both amused and exasperated.

Hearing this, you couldn't help but laugh out loud, but you still held your head high, like a rooster bursting with confidence, and proudly asked, "Then tell me, how am I dancing now? Am I already doing pretty well?"

Looking at your confident demeanor, Qin Che smiled and nodded, praising, "Yes, you have indeed improved."

Then, he took one of your hands and released his other hand from your waist, indicating that you should turn your body as he instructed.

You understood perfectly, and twirled gracefully, like a blooming flower.

You couldn't help but boast, "I should have worn a princess dress; that would have made the twirling more exciting."

"What size skirt do you want? I'll arrange for a designer to custom-make one for you."

Your eyes sparkled: "Really?"

"What's fake about this? You can have it covered in diamonds if you want." Qin Che put his arm around your waist again and took a step back.

"Okay, we'll also need a big crown, the kind covered in jewels."

"Does the princess still wear a crown?"

"Who said she's a princess? She's a queen." You tilted your body and twisted your foot on his instep, instantly weakening the force of your words.

Qin Che quickly grabbed your waist and helped you stand up straight: "I know, it's the Queen."

"You're mocking me. Don't think I can't tell." You squinted at him.

"Absolutely not. I'm teaching you very seriously. At least for now, if we don't look at your feet, your dancing is already quite good." Qin Che's eyes were filled with a smile.

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