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romantic relationships are brief and無情.It's also rumored that he has a close relationship with international superstar Ye Yan, implying他不拒絕任何人。最終簡潔：He is known for being ruthless and authoritarian.Ru...860

The atmosphere on the dance floor is infectious; even someone as cold and aloof as a glacier would be influenced by the passionate ambiance, gradually immersing themselves into an unrestrained state of mind. No matter how rigid or inflexible a person may be, they cannot remain completely indifferent once they step onto the dance floor. Mo Yáo was no exception.

Moreover, there was this enchantress in front of him.

However, Mo Yáo couldn’t handle hot dancing, so at Xiao Bai’s insistence and the audience's strong request, the bar changed its music to tango.

Moments later, as the ear-splitting music paused, a tango melody began. Mo Xiao Bai gracefully bowed before Mo Yao in gentlemanly fashion, but Mo Yao didn’t know if he could dance tango. Nevertheless, Xiao Bai took his hand and led him into the rhythm of the music.

The tango that Mo Xiao Bai and Mo Yao danced was a more authentic style, taught to them by Ye Wei and Shiyi in preparation for their performance, which made it much harder to execute. The music had a quick tempo, and both dancers maintained an expression of seriousness; Xiao Bai took the female role while Mo Yao assumed the male part, and they complemented each other seamlessly. Their movements were elegant and grandiose, full of deep gazes and strong poses.

Tango steps are always very steady. When danced by Xiao Bai and Mo Yao, it was even more so, especially with how Xiao Bai moved in tango: his specific actions weren't easily seen, but it seemed as if a beautiful curve flowed along with the music. His center of gravity shifted constantly, legs crossed and kicking while leaping and spinning at dizzying speeds, exuding passion yet also a resolute decisiveness.

Both dancers were very skilled; Xiao Bai's flexibility made dancing in the female role effortless for him. Their entangled bodies displayed an exquisite three-dimensional beauty that was hard to look away from, even causing spectators to hold their breath as they watched.

Tango suited Mo Yao well because tango dancers rarely show emotion on their faces and maintain a serious expression, which matched Mo Yao’s demeanor perfectly; Xiao Bai, on the other hand, frequently gazed at his partner with deep affection. The two complemented each other beautifully.

Halfway through the dance, Mo Baixue shook his head and leaped away in a spinning jump with arms outstretched. He snatched a blood-red rose from a girl holding a large bouquet of flowers, spun back around, and as he did so, Mo Yao reached out to firmly grasp his hands. The rose was held between Mo Baixue's lips while he shook his head and gazed at the scene with infinite grace.

Shrieks erupted...

The entire venue screamed out the name of Ye Yan, as Mo Baixue, holding the rose in his mouth, became the perfect prop. He would sometimes hold it, other times stick it into his collar, and at times bite down on it between his lips; with this single rose, he transformed himself into the most dazzling dancer.

Everyone couldn't help but envy the rose in Mo Baixue's mouth, wishing they could be that very flower.

When the tango ended, Mo Baixue placed the rose on Mo Yao’s lapel and said with a smile, "Big brother, this is for you."

Mao Yao was deeply moved but kept his face stoic as a tango dancer should. Mo Baixue laughed heartily and, like a superstar on an award stage, blew a kiss to the audience around him before pulling Mo Yao aside to rest.

After more than an hour of mayhem, it was finally time for some quiet respite—what a fantastic night.

No matter what he did, Mo Yao always cooperated. To be precise, there was no choice but to cooperate; under such bar conditions and in the atmosphere of infectious excitement, Mo Yao would inevitably comply with him out of necessity. Seeing his rose still stuck on his brother's lapel, Mo Baixue felt content and confident.

His older brother had quietly liked him for over a decade without ever making a move, which was why they both silently wasted so many years. He never took more than three days to pursue someone actively, usually getting the job done in one day with no difficulty at all—even Mo Yao was an exception.

Hmm, who cares about his charm The more Mo Baixue thought about it, the happier he became. He automatically sat next to Mo Yao, who was staring at him intently, feeling an urge to kiss him. Could he really make him this happy

Mo Yao understood his own nature; as dull and unromantic as wood, with nothing but good looks going for him, not a suitable choice to be a lover. Yet could someone like him actually make Mo Baixue so happy

The fan girls who had been secretly observing them from the side couldn't hold back any longer. A few of them came over for autographs and pictures. Mo Baixue hurriedly raised his hand, smiling seductively, "Ladies, there's no problem with taking photos or signing, but don’t include him in your shots and don’t circulate them. That’s the only requirement. Come on now, be good and delete all the photos you took of him just now, and you’ll get the autographs you want. As for me, feel free to take pictures however you like."

A girl with green eyes said regretfully, "We want a group photo with both of you."

"That’s not possible; this is our secret." Mo Baixue smiled and said. The members of this bar were all high-quality individuals who he had interacted with before, so Mo Baixue was quite confident. When he told them to delete the photos, they really did delete pictures of Mo Yao.

But that didn't mean they let Mo Baixue off easy.

Hence, Mo Baixue began signing autographs. The girls were thrilled when they could get signatures and one fan went wild and took off her top to show her pale back for him to sign. One of the women even had Mo Baixue sign on her chest...

Various amusing autograph scenes emerged, everyone was too excited but fortunately nothing disastrous happened.

In addition to girls, many men also wanted Mo Baixue's signature.

They all knew that Mo Baixue and Mo Yao were a couple, so they were very curious about Mo Yao. Mo Yao was like a wooden sculpture, standing there passively for others to observe without showing any emotion or speaking a word.

The women said in admiration, "Wow, cool! No wonder the movie star picked him."

Mo Baixue found this amusing and praised, "Of course, how could a man I like not be cool"

Mo Yao finally felt how popular he was; people kept asking for his autograph. Eventually Mo Baixue said, "Ah, my hand is sore from signing so much, what should we do Is anyone offering to buy us drinks"

In this bar, regardless of whether you were the son of a government official or a businessman, buying drinks wasn't an issue. A guy waved his hand and said, "Bring over our most expensive wines; not good quality, just expensive."

Mo Baixue was nearly speechless at how much this resembled Ye Feimo’s style. He liked this guy so he signed three autographs for him in a cool manner. Therefore, the person who bought drinks and treated everyone was the most endearing.

Mo Baixue truly felt on top of the world; Mo Yao was beside him, his spirits lifted by his companion's success. Though silent, he looked at Mo Baixue with such tenderness in his eyes. Someone snapped a photo of them together.

Mo Baixue said to the girl, "You naughty girl! I told you not to take pictures of our beauty; he doesn’t look good in photos and would feel inferior if compared to me."ure leader of Longmen Sect, participating in various types of training, often walking on thin ice or living on the edge, so he deeply cherished life and was fundamentally against such extreme actions....