Mr. Carey's elegance stands out, making him a perfect dance partner with his impeccable proportions. Just imagining the sight of dancing with him is stunning.
Perhaps, this dance could become a major hit online.
"My name is Moore, and I've won third place in the Golden Dance Awards. If you dance with me, I'm confident we could win this competition."
Moore's outfit was daring—a purple fringe dress with flesh-colored fabric down her thigh, giving off a seductive allure.
The female dancers standing by held their silence, aware of the Golden Dance Awards' milestone status in the dance world.
Mr. Carey was surrounded by quite a few 'flies', while Rosie stood still, her fox-like eyes watching him coolly.
Her gaze was like still autumn water—cool and clear.
The man found himself irresistibly drawn closer with just one look.
He brushed past the 'flies' swarming around and walked right up to Rosie, offering his hand gentlemanly: "Miss Scott, may I have this dance?"
