Chapter 1514 - Waltz on Tiptoes
Chapter 1514: Waltz on Tiptoes
Si Yiyan’s heart skipped a beat, unable to tear his eyes away from her face.
Having been with Xinya for six years, their relationship had always been very stable and progressed as naturally as water flowing down a stream. This kind of romance was a first-time experience for him, and it was all so wonderful that it gave him a surreal kind of feeling.
It was truly a mesmerizing experience.
Wen Xinya held her cheek and smiled charmingly. “Do you want to dance?”
Wen Xinya had given some thought to this. She and Si Yiyan had never danced together before, and she was suddenly seized by the impulse to try.
Si Yiyan gazed upon her delicate little face, which was flushed with excitement. Her eyes were sparkling with the world’s most dazzling light. He agreed. “Alright!”
Wen Xinya was very happy, her cheeks tinted in a color that even rouge from Benefit Cosmetics would never be able to imitate. “I want to dance the waltz. I heard the waltz has been hailed as the dance of the soul. Partners in the waltz are able to touch each others’ soul during the dance!”
Every girl had a waltz fantasy.
She would dream about wearing a white gown and diamond princess crown while dancing with her very own noble prince charming. They would waltz on the dance floor as prince and his princess, and she would be the happiest girl in the entire world.
Wen Xinya was no exception.
Si Yiyan took up his dinner napkin and gracefully dabbed at the corners of his mouth. He stood up and walked over to the CD player to select a piece of waltz music.
It was an old Shanghai-style CD player. Soon after, a profoundly elegant and lilting waltz melody filled the entire room.
Si Yiyan strode magnanimously towards Wen Xinya and got down on one knee before her. He lifted his aristocratic head and gazed at the most beautiful, most virtuous and most gentle princess. He reached out one hand. “My dear princess, will you give me this dance?”
Wen Xinya placed her hand into his palm and smiled sweetly. “Yes!”
Si Yiyan engulfed her soft hand tightly in his, and with one pull, Wen Xinya flew up into his embrace. With one arm around her waist, he entered the dance floor with light, nimble steps.
“Hahahaha...” Wen Xinya’s laughter was as clear as silver bells.
Si Yiyan placed her down.
Wen Xinya lifted her own leg and reached down to take off her 15-cm stiletto heels. The white, crystal shoes were adorned with white glass rosettes, looking very much like the glass slippers belonging to a princess.
Wen Xinya tossed the shoes to the side, where they flew in a beautiful arc across the air before landing soundlessly on the floor.
Wen Xinya stepped her dainty toes onto the tops of Si Yiyan’s feet and asked with a coy smile, “Am I heavy?”
Si Yiyan held her waist and looked down at her slender, lithe figure. “Heavy!”
She had lovely feet, which looked even more fair and delicate against his black leather shoes. Her toes were plump and adorable, and her toenails tastefully manicured. She didn’t put on any nail polish but allowed the natural pink glow of her nails to shine through.
Si Yiyan involuntarily thought back to the times when they were mired in the throes of passion—she would curl her toes tightly whenever she could no longer endure it. At the same time, her body would convulse with intense ecstasy.
Wen Xinya was displeased. “How can I possibly be heavy?”
Saying that she was heavy was equal to saying she was fat.
She was clearly not fat at all. Although she had not gone running for a long time, being ravaged by him every night was an even better exercise than running.
Si Yiyan placed her hand over his heart. “It’s very heavy in here!”
In his heart, there was nothing more heavy than her. It was a heaviness that couldn’t be borne in one’s life.
Wen Xinya pouted. “You are just full of honeyed words.” But then she couldn’t help giggling softly. “Nevertheless, I like it!”
She liked it when Si Yiyan spoke to her with words of endearment. She liked it even more when he said such sweet nothings to her.
Si Yiyan kissed her gently on the corner of her mouth. “Xinya, this is our first dance!”
Most of the dancing in the upper society happened during banquets. There was seldom any dancing on all other occasions, especially for the elegant waltz, which required a more serious setting.
Si Yiyan’s slick dance moves were on full display, as Wen Xinya held onto his neck in a snug embrace. Standing on tiptoe on his feet, she followed his steps in a graceful dance.
Si Yiyan gazed at her necklace with rose-leaf pendant, which looked like two radiant butterflies perched upon her collarbone. He finally understood what it was like to witness a beauty so brilliant that it felt imprinted into his bones.
Wen Xinya came closer and her pretty face was like a luminous pearl glowing under the soft light. “Si Yiyan, are you ready?”
Si Yiyan answered with a low “Mmm!”
Following that, Wen Xinya’s body went with the romantic flow of the waltz, her dancing one continuous swirl of light and nimble steps. Moving ever so gracefully, she swayed and twirled in a carefree and effortless manner.
Over the entire dance, Wen Xinya’s feet never once touched the ground. She stood firmly on Si Yiyan’s feet, spinning freely around and around... like the ripples across the surface of a lake.
The delicate rose-bay flowers on the hem of her dress twirled around her slender frame. The dazzling white beauty of those flowers was breathtaking.
She herself was like a rose-bay flower at the peak of its bloom. Perched on Si Yiyan’s feet, she could wantonly display her most beautiful and radiant form.
It was a sight too gorgeous to behold!
Full of a delicate and irresistible beauty!
The agile and spirited dance steps had Si Yiyan completely mesmerized. Those dainty toes felt like they were stepping on his heart, dancing out a spellbinding rhythm.
He always knew that she was a great dancer. During the Lan Feng Institute’s Honors Day, she had wowed the audience with her expert rendition of a Latin dance.
But he never knew she could be so gorgeous when dancing.
No wonder the ancient Chinese Emperors all loved concubines who were extraordinary dancers. At this point, he finally experienced for himself that indescribable sense of beauty.