CHAPTER 16: CHAPTER 16: SHANGTU XIAXIE CP

Yu Xia almost jumped up to cheer for him.

What makes a young man attractive? Isn’t it the way he runs across the sunlit arena, covered in sweat? Isn’t it the way he rushes towards the finish line, brimming with confidence after defeating his opponent?

Strong hormones exude vitality, flamboyance, liveliness, and endless hope.

They were born with the ability to make people cheer and shout for them.

Netizens with the same thoughts as hers were expressing their admiration freely in the comments.

[Xie Qingci is so fast! Must be strong too, there was a moment when Pei Lu couldn’t even hold onto the balloon stick.]

[The soapy water made them wet, and their clothes cling to their bodies... Sigh, those legs are so long and straight!]

[Song Xi was searching all over for his glasses, hahaha!]

[Shu Ran finally experienced normal courtesy from normal men on a normal show, such relief.]

[Screenshotted to enjoy later, those muscle contours are impressive, young bros’ body management is really good / light off, licking the screen.jpg]

[Xie Qingci! Sis loves you! Mwuah!]

[Ladies without pants, keep it classy. You’ll scare the boys off.]

[Yu Xia’s excitement is like betting on the right horse, our ’Shang Tu Xia Xie’ CP is real!]

[Hahahahaha damn! Just because of your CP name, I don’t want to ship it! Yu Xia, keep your distance from the boys!]

[Luckily Yu Xia didn’t lose, or otherwise none of these boys would escape.]

[If Yu Xia was there, this game ought to be called "The mischievous blindfolded rich man and a pool of girls."]

On the cushion, Xie Qingci had already grabbed three balloon sticks, all tucked under one arm, swinging his own balloon stick fiercely while fighting with Chi Qiao.

Chi Qiao had previously undergone some physical training for a role as a general, so he had some strength.

But balloon sticks aren’t like other things, they’re slippery and easy to lose grip of, and hitting with them lacks power.

Only in the hands of someone like Xie Qingci can they be of any use.

It didn’t take long for Xie Qingci to gather Chi Qiao’s balloon stick.

Chi Qiao was about to retaliate barehanded when Yu Xia blew the stop whistle.

Chi Qiao collapsed on the cushion with a wail, Xie Qingci also retreated to a corner, and Wei Yaoyao was sliding around in the middle pretending to do the breaststroke.

Then, relaxing music started playing.

"Hey! Ladies and gentlemen of the street! Let’s get hyped! Wave those hands! Sway those hips! Giao!"

The speakers suddenly blared two sentences, a voice that was loud and sleazy, sleazy yet excited, reverberating through the restaurant.

Yu Xia shivered at the sound.

Next came a loud singing voice.

"No matter how, I can’t escape! This colorful world! Oh hey! Turns out, I’m a drunken butterfly~ butterfly~"

Yu Xia: "......" Can the music appreciation level of this show even create a talent show?

She couldn’t wait to blow the whistle, but looking up, she saw they seemed to adapt quite well.

Wei Yaoyao was already standing up, waving those hands, his steps rhythmically alternating forwards, backwards, left, and right.

You could tell he had great potential for line dancing.

Beside him were Ning Yunchao and Song Xi, their waists swaying quite nicely, left and right, very into it.

For a moment, Yu Xia thought she had walked into the wrong place.

This situation, as if she was sitting in a village square with a line of dancing girls to amuse herself.

The only uncooperative flower girl was Xie Qingci.

While others had soft waists and waved their hands with flair, he, looking like Lin Daiyu forced onto Liangshan, exuded an air of stiffness.

Yu Xia took a deep breath, feeling more joyous. Leaning back, she hollered like a boss:

"Hey, Xie Qingci, why aren’t you dancing, I can’t blow the whistle with you not dancing."

Xie Qingci’s brow twitched, looking up at her.

Beside him, Wei Yaoyao laughed, leading him: "Dance, buddy! Move it, come, follow my rhythm! Turns out I am that drunken butterfly~"

"......."

Xie Qingci twisted awkwardly a couple of times, looking like his face was frozen from embarrassment.

Yu Xia grinned inwardly, feeling the joy of forcing a gentleman to commit a crime.

[Blooming wealth requests to add as friend / Smile / Rose]

[Humanity worth requests to add as friend, everyone danced well, I request to join.]

[Unified response: Thank you all for the praise, I am the lead dancer for our village, if you want to learn dancing, ask me.]

[Hahahahaha, you twist so well, haven’t you danced in the square often, boys?]

[Song Xi, you actually twist like this! I misjudged you!]

[Today I’m going to see Xie Qingci twist no matter what; Yu Xia, don’t rush to blow the whistle!]

Yu Xia indeed wasn’t in a hurry to blow the whistle, only when she saw Xie Qingci cautiously following Wei Yaoyao, swaying his hips a couple of times, did she feel satisfied, and comfortably blew once.

The scramble restarted.

Xie Qingci immediately snapped out of his embarrassment, launching an even more fierce attack than before.

But he wasn’t grabbing, he was defending.

The balloon sticks in his hands were already too many to hold, he didn’t need to grab more, just had to guard these spoils. And attacking was the best defense, he needed to continuously fend off anyone eyeing him.

Rolling around, getting all soaked, even Wei Yaoyao could blow bubbles by just opening his mouth, Yu Xia blew the stop whistle again.

This time, the music played was a girl group dance song "T.T.L".

"Dance prodigy" Wei Yaoyao started dancing again with steps fit for line dancing, while Song Xi demonstrated the correct dance version.

Each possessing unique skills, it garnered continuous applause from Yu Kuang and the others.

"Wei Yaoyao, this was really good! You nailed the line dance."

Flattered, Wei Yaoyao became more excited, directly attempting to pull Xie Qingci to dance.

But Xie Qingci had both hands full of balloon sticks, no free hands. In a split-second thought, Wei Yaoyao placed a hand on his waist.

"Come on, let’s do a little partner dance!"

He even waved his body slightly as he spoke.

Xie Qingci immediately pulled out a balloon stick and gave him a smack.

The more unsatisfied one is, the more enticing it becomes; Shu Ran and the others coaxed, wanting to see Song Xi and Xie Qingci pair up for this dance.

"Just want to see you dance, Xie Qingci!"

"Song Xi, come on, teach him the girl group dance!"

Song Xi chuckled, pushed up his glasses, tentatively placed a hand on his waist: "I’ll just fake the hold, finish quickly and end it, deal? I feel super embarrassed too."

Xie Qingci squeezed out a word: "Deal."

Then Song Xi really wrapped his arm around his waist, the two of them leaned together, dancing a small section.

The noise from others almost shattered the ceiling, Yu Xia screamed along with them, even shouting:

"Twist again! Once more!"

Xie Meiren wasn’t having it, Song Xi also embarrassedly released his hold and fled to the side, collapsing onto the cushion with three aah’s.

"So weird! Holding the waist is really peculiar!"

Wei Yaoyao and the others laughed, sprawling in the soapy water.

Xie Qingci quickly glanced at Yu Xia, his ears slightly red.

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ps: DJ version of "Drunken Butterfly", paired with food, guarantees you’ll subconsciously twist along.