Evil Charm Transfer Student: The Promise of Pulling the School Grass

Chapter 337
I looked at him, and for a moment, I was in a trance, as if everything in the world disappeared, only the young man dancing wantonly in the middle of the dance floor remained.

Ling Anzhi's modern pop dance was really exceptionally perfect.

All the light above the dance floor seemed to be focused on him, and there was no one else to be seen in this world.

He danced all the way, as if the whole bustling bar was an empty stage, and on this stage, he was the only performer, and the world was big, but he was the only one.

People's eyes can only turn for him.

In fact, the eyes of everyone in the bar had already fallen on him. Everyone stopped dancing and just stared at him intently, for fear that they would miss one of his exquisite moves.

His footsteps slid, his eyes were a little blurred, his movements flowed out like clouds and flowing water, interlaced with light and shadow, almost only his bewitching dance remained in the entire space.

Everyone forgot to breathe, forgot everything in the world, just stared blankly at his dance, as if they had been absorbed into the soul, their eyes were full, and only this handsome dancing boy was left.

I have to say, Ling Anzhi is really handsome.

His eyes look at me from time to time, sometimes with a little bewitching, sometimes with a little sexy, sometimes with a little playfulness, in short, every movement of his will make people crazy, will scream for it.

Many girls have already started screaming frantically for him: "Ling Anzhi! Ling Anzhi! Ling Anzhi!"

Seeing their nympho looks, I couldn't help but want to rush forward and tell these girls with red eyes, this dazzling boy on the dance floor is mine, and no one can covet it.

But there is no way, sometimes a boyfriend who is too good is also a burden, and it is quite tiring to think about not being snatched away from time to time...

As the temperature on the dance floor continued to heat up, the charming dance moves made by Ling Anzhi became more and more complicated and difficult, and the screams of the surrounding audience became louder and louder.

At this moment, the music suddenly changed again, and the lights spun rapidly and fell on the person, which was a different kind of unpredictable.

In such an atmosphere, Ling Anzhi walked towards me while jumping, his eyes were a little provocative, and the smile on his mouth was even more fascinating than his life.

(End of this chapter)