Encountering a devilishly handsome man like Lin Mu was truly a tragedy for Qi Manlin. Just a few words were enough to drive her crazy.
"Practice the steps as I told you, follow the rhythm and practice a few more times. I'm going out for a walk," Qi Manlin said as she turned and headed out.
"Hey, where are you going?" Lin Mu quickly asked.
"To brush my teeth!" Qi Manlin replied irritably, without turning back, and left the lounge.
"Damn!" Lin Mu waved dismissively, "My mouth smells so nice, yet this girl doesn't appreciate it in the slightest..."
After Qi Manlin left, Lin Mu practiced the steps she described all by himself. When he got bored, he'd light a cigarette to pass the time, and after smoking, he'd continue practicing!
When it came to dancing, Lin Mu really lacked any foundation. It was much harder than practicing martial arts. But he had no choice; he just had to grit his teeth and persist so he wouldn't embarrass himself at the dance tomorrow.
