"Anyone here learned Latin dance? Want to join me as my partner?"
When Hua Yang handsomely stood on the grass, looking around at the girls with a smile, Yiyi choked on her drink at the mention of "Latin" dance because she had never expected that such a tall and strapping guy would actually learn something that seemed so effeminate.
Of course, she didn't mean to discriminate against Latin dance; it was just her personal feeling that it was a bit too much for guys to be into Latin dance.
"I, I've learned a bit. Can I join?"
Hua Yang, ever the gentleman, walked over and led her out: "I also learned a bit in elementary school and dropped it after junior high. It's okay, let's practice together and see if our movements are off."
As they were exchanging moves on the field, Yiyi couldn't help but nudge Zhou Mo with her shoulder.
