Positive description you can write about the dance steps, posture, clothing, music, atmosphere and so on
Side description can be through other people's language, feelings, etc.
The best description of the dance that I've seen so far is the one written by Chao Xiaocheng, "Boss Tang, please sign the divorce! The lambada description of Tang Xueqian's love for Qiao Yuchen in chapter 31 of the book made my blood boil
I'm hereby pasting this in the hope that it will be helpful to you
Chapter 31
In Qiao Yuchen's cognition, and even everyone else's cognition, Tang Xueqian's world has absolutely nothing to do with the word "passion".
This man was cool, with a sense of proportion in his speech and demeanor, and even his smile was not far away. A hand, a throw, under the elegant appearance does not move to pull the distance.
Qiao Yuchen has always thought that for this man called Tang Xueqian, thinking power and judgment are all he has in his life, and calmness and clearness are his instincts. As for passion and impulsiveness, they should have retired from his life long ago, or, never existed.
So when Tang Xueqian invited her with a seductive voice, Qiao Yuchen was bewildered to the core: his world, what else could it be like?
He smiled but did not answer.
The moment the music engulfed the entire space, he let go of her hand and released all his passion with a spinning leap into the music's intense rhythm.
Tang Xueqian danced Latin with frightening speed, all the rhythms pouring out from all corners of his body and connecting. He loved to move and spin so fast that almost no one could see where he landed.
The extraordinarily fast walk, the exaggerated hip movements, his body too soft for words, the lingering, seductive movements. A string of continuous notes ringing, Tang Xueqian dancing enchanting, raised his right hand from the side of the face all the way stroking down, a quick turn of the moment ripped open the belt around the waist, Dior Homme's tight low-waisted pants along with his intense movements gradually slipped, dangerously hanging in the crotch, he licked his lips, no qualms about reaching out and stroking up between the two crotches, crotch swinging in line with the strong rhythm. The dance was nakedly suggestive of sexual action, and he seemed unconcerned, oblivious to the screams that rose up around him, tilting his head back and dancing even more aggressively.
Hot, the body is too hot, but the heart is cold. Qiao Yuchen, can you see?
Tang Xueqian blinked his eyes, there was a slightly wet feeling in his eyes, the only thing in the range of vision was Qiao Yuchen's warm and beautiful figure, hidden and unseen, so that he couldn't catch it.
Tang Xueqian suddenly closed his eyes, solo dance posture more enchanting, indulgence like once hidden everything poured out. Swinging his hips, twisting his hips, spinning, and reversing his body. He was already blessed with a unique appearance of poise, and now he was even more intent on letting these play out to the extreme, so the stunning feeling spilled out in an instant, moving and thrilling.
A strange Tang Xuqian.
A truest Tang Xueqian.
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On the side of the Zhong Mingxuan look sigh: boss, you this time really blood money ah!
Tang Mrs. Xiao Susu finally could not look at it, her face was red beyond words, her voice trembled as she asked, "...... He is really born of me?"
"Well, it's not your problem, I'm also half responsible for it," Tang Yu looked at Tang Xueqian who was wreaking havoc on the world in the center of the dance floor and stroked his chin in despondent despondency, "Of course, the main reason is still in that kid himself. You know, there's a term in biology called genetic mutation ......"
Xiao Susu looked at Tang Xueqian on the stage, and after a pause spoke doubtfully, "I've never seen Xueqian dancing like this... ."
"Yes, yes," Zhong Mingxuan popped over and chimed in, "I've never seen Xueqian dance solo like that either."
"......"
The crowd went silent.
Huo Yu Chen stood to the side with his wine glass, his figure straight and slender, his thin lips pursed tightly, his eyes watching the man on the dance floor closely.
Putting down his wine glass, Huo Yuchen's calm voice slowly sounded, "He's showing his love."
"...... Showing love?"
"Yes," Huo Yuchen pointed to Tang Xueqian, and then to Qiao Yuchen, who was standing next to the dance floor, "He's not dancing for us, he's doing it for Qiao Yuchen."
Zhong Mingxuan blinked, "How do you know?"
"Look at his footwork," Huo Yuchen lifted his chin and gestured to look at Tang Xueqian's landing points, "Latin dance is supposed to have the connotations of male and female wooing, and the center of gravity of all of his landings are in Qiao Yuchen's direction. He's confessing his love to her, turning all the words he wanted to say but couldn't into a dance to her."
The sexier he is, the more forlorn he becomes; the more passionate he is, the more lost he becomes; and after every high tide, he can't resist the great emptiness that sweeps over him. And all because she wasn't there for him.
She had given him the most bitter feeling, painful, silent, deep into the marrow of the sadness.
Tang Xueqian's intelligence was useless the moment she turned away from him, and she made him feel a sense of disorientation he had never experienced before.
His regret, his bitterness, his waiting for her, his helplessness to do anything about it, all of which she didn't believe in. So this was the last thing he could think of, to turn all the feelings she didn't believe in into real existence, and let her see them one by one through a thousand different dance moves.
Huo Yuchen curled his lips playfully, "Heh, I didn't think Tang Xueqian had kept such a hand."
Zhong Mingxuan looked at Tang Xueqian on the dance floor and then at Huo Yuchen, who was immersed in the night, and suddenly looked at the man beside him with respect, "Xiao Huo, you're too strong....... Xueqian has never been afraid of anyone, but he's very afraid of you."
Huo Yuchen smiled, his expression calm: "Actually, he doesn't need to be afraid of me, I'm not as persistent as he is. I don't dare to touch Yuchen's bottom line, so I always remain stagnant, but he dares, he dares to do all the things I don't dare to do."
Jong Mingxuan sighed, "But now he doesn't dare wow, Xiao Qiao no longer gives him the right to be forgiven forever."
"Really?" Huo Yuchen smiled playfully, "I don't think so, even if Yuchen doesn't forgive him, he won't give up."
"How can you say that?"
"For example, the dance he's doing right now," Huo Yuchen sidled up and asked Zhong Mingxuan, "What do you think he'll do after that?"
"Er, get down on one knee and ask for Xiao Qiao's forgiveness?"
Huo Yuchen smiles down, his certainty ringing out, "He won't do that, it's not Tang Xueqian's style to wait passively forever."
"Then what do you think he'll do?"
Huo Yuchen picks up his wine glass and gives the answer in the moment he lowers his head to drink, "...... He will attack."
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Before Huo Yuchen's words left his mouth, the live music once again reached a high tide, and the drums were noisy and shocking. However, at the moment when the rhythm reaches its highest point, the high-pitched music suddenly comes to an abrupt end, and Tang Xueqian's super-speed dance dynamics all of a sudden condenses into a sculpture-like static that is all but silent.
The instantaneous change of movement and static, the amazing harmony of ups and downs, creates a unique sense of surprise and shocking beauty.
Tang Xueqian was drenched in sweat, his whole body seemed to be immersed in water, and when he looked from Qiao Yuchen's direction, his whole body was shrouded in a watery light, unrealistically beautiful.
The surroundings fell into a state of silence, only the sound of the wind passing by could be heard, rustling.
Tang Xueqian braced himself for the initial bout of dizziness and finally looked up slowly. Qiao Yuchen saw the expression in the bottom of his eyes, misty and twinkling with a hidden smile.
Alarms went off in Qiao Yuchen's head.
Tang Xueqian suddenly slowly raised his left hand, and after sliding his fingertips in the air in a graceful arc, he aimed it in Qiao Yuchen's direction, making a standard invitation gesture.
He lightly opened his thin lips and finally issued an invitation, "...... Qiao Yuchen, come here."
The slightly hoarse voice after the high intensity dancing was sexy as hell, and everyone was compelled by his voice to look straight at Qiao Yuchen in neat unison.
Qiao Yuchen was so startled that she took two steps backwards, instinctively wanting to escape this place of wrongdoing.
Her demeanor and movements were taken in by Tang Xuechen.
Want to escape? The handsome man hooked his lips and smiled lightly: then don't blame me for not being polite.
With a sliding step, Tang Xueqian tightly pulled Qiao Yuchen, who could not escape in time. Qiao Yuchen only felt a hard tug on her hand, and with a flash of light, she fell into an embrace.
The hot male body pressed against her from behind, and Tang Xueqian wrapped both hands tightly around her waist, locking her firmly in his arms.
He pressed against her ear and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
Qiao Yuchen was so nervous that her mind was racing, "To sign the divorce." If he's mad alone, go mad, don't drag her along, she's not as thick-skinned as he is.
The word 'divorce' easily touched Tang's crazy nerves.
Tang Xueqian's eyes dimmed, and his whole heart sank rapidly. She didn't understand, she still didn't understand what he was trying to tell her. If she didn't understand, then everything he did was meaningless.
Qiao Yuchen only felt that the hand locked around her waist suddenly tightened with renewed force, and just as she was about to scream out, she only heard Tang Xuechen's low voice suddenly ring out.
"......Since you don't understand, then I'll just have to go crazy until you do."
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The music resumed noisily, and the rest of Tang Xueqian's vision glimpsed a waiter walking past the dance floor with a drink in his hand. So a few seconds later, Tang Xueqian slid past with a walk, the waiter's eyes blurred, and then opened his eyes only to see that the tray with the wine glasses on it was already empty.
Tang Xueqian wrapped one arm around Qiao Yuchen's waist and spun her around to the beat of the music. His speed was so fast that Qiao Yuchen only felt the sky spinning, and in a trance, she only felt a crystal glass come up to her lips, Tang Xueqian's hand slightly exerted force, and a little bit of the cold liquid flowed into Qiao Yuchen's mouth.
Spicy, refreshing, the flavor of whiskey.
Qiao Yuchen was choking, her eyes were watery, Tang Xueqian's hand ghosted to the side, the clear liquid slid down from the side of the corner of Qiao Yuchen's mouth, and the crystalline whisky glowed a tantalizing golden amber color under the light.
Tang Xueqian tossed his empty glass to the side and began to swim against her body.
In a spin, he jumped out of his butterfly off-step, and taking advantage of the moment when the light moved away from them, Tang Xueqian suddenly sidestepped and lowered his head, probing the tip of his tongue to slide across the corner of her lips, curling the whisky liquid that remained on her lips into his own mouth.
"My hand was off just now, this is compensation." That was his reasoning.
"......"
For the first time in her life, Qiao Yuchen had the urge to inflict violence on someone, how could he he he be so unreasonable!
Tang Xueqian was pressed against her back, her playfully firm buttocks pressed against his crotch, a dangerous position that easily pulled memories back to the night before the breakup.
"Can you dance the most basic steps? Two fast and one slow, or you could say, two deep and one shallow ......"
He pinched her waist to match his dance step, two deep and one shallow, a certain part of him rhythmically bumping against her hip. It was a familiar step that reminded her of some horrible frequency.
The atmosphere heated up instantly, and lust filled the air around them.
"I'll teach you to find the center of gravity for this kind of dance ......" His hand traveled downward, resting on her hip, "Right here, moving like... . the way we used to do it on the single bed ......"
His best Latin was the dreamy dance as if he were making love.
He used every trick in the book just to beg for her forgiveness.
Tang Xueqian pressed his lips against hers, his eyes focused: "Yuechen, come back to me ......"
Qiao Yuchen's eyes reddened, and she gritted her teeth and refused: "I don't dare to believe in you anymore. "
Tang Xueqian didn't say anything else, just didn't stop taking her dancing. His fingertips followed the curve of her body all the way down, and when the music leapt to a high note, he suddenly began to slowly sink his entire body against hers.
"Tang Xuqian--!" Qiao Yuchen was shocked by his actions, what did he want in front of so many people!
He slid all the way across her white neck, high breasts, slender waist, and long legs, his fingers circled around her ankles, then slowly pressed against her back and stood up from behind, his hands clasping her waist without letting go.
"All I want is for you to come back," he said, his voice intoxicated as he swung his waist with her, "I know you understand what I'm doing."
Qiao Yuchen's ankle was cold, and when she looked down, she saw that an exquisite anklet had been placed on her right ankle, the valuable crystal diamond jewelry glittering in the light. Qiao Yuchen recalled the action he had just taken to put the anklet on for her, in front of so many people, his entire body kneeling in front of her.
She did understand, she understood what he was doing. She knew that he was getting down on his knees and begging for her forgiveness.
"The meaning of the anklet is to meet you again in the next life ...... "Taking a quick step forward with his left foot, he jumped out of an off step and came face to face with her, letting her see his heart:" ...... If you can't forgive me in this life, then I'll just keep waiting and waiting to meet you again in the next life."
He suddenly lifted her hand over his head and took her with him in a crazy turnaround dance step. With everyone watching, he removed her wedding diamond ring from her hand in the middle of the spin. Qiao Yuchen looked at him in shock as Tang Xueqian closed his eyes, then suddenly threw his hand out with force, her wedding diamond ring spiraling out of his hand and disappearing into the night after sliding into a parabola in the air.
"You told me on that day that the wedding ring was soiled by me. I know that I'm not qualified to hold you ...... with it anymore."
He took her hand, and from then on, only his finger still had the wedding ring on it. He pressed against her forehead, and a low voice broke his lips, "...... Yuchen, from now on, I am yours, and you are free."
His focused expression was moving, the love words he spoke were mushy, he was like poison, bruising her yet still leaving her wanting more.
The platinum diamond ring that she once regarded as the most precious thing in her life is now finally far away from her, and she saw the moment he threw his hand away and threw away the ring, what kind of heartbreaking expression was on his face that never moved easily, and he was in pain, and she was in pain as well.
A clear tear finally slipped from Qiao Yuchen's eye and dripped onto the back of his hand, sliding down silently.
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Tang Xueqian danced Latin at a very high level, and every ambiguous movement fell under the shakily interlocking lights, so no one saw the tears that fell on Qiao Yuchen's face, no one saw the ring that he flung out of his hand and threw out, and no one knew what kind of heart-stopping love had happened in that one dance just now.
However, Huo Yuchen looked at her for a while, then suddenly put down his wine glass and silently raised his steps to leave, his whole body disappearing into the heavy night color.
Tang Xueqian could fool everyone, but not him. He saw the water marks on Qiao Yuchen's face, such familiar marks. Once he had retreated all his mental defenses by the image of her silent tears, letting her into his heart, her tears, the most familiar to him.
And now, she would no longer shed tears in front of him. All her happiness and sadness were controlled by that person called Tang Xueqian, he stayed by her side for two months, she didn't shed a single tear, and tonight, Tang Xueqian just took her for a dance, and made her leave tears. Her aggression, only he can give it, and only he can solve it.
Huo Yuchen pressed the car key, opened the door and sat in the sports car, when she came the seat beside her was sitting on her, but now go back but has been vacant, tonight, she should stay in the Tang family.
Tang Xueqian.
Huo Yuchen reads the name silently. Before, he didn't understand why Yuchen was attracted to this person, and after tonight, he more or less understood.
This man called Tang Xueqian never took an easy interest in people, so once he was in love, he gave his all, he was strong when he was strong, and soft when he was soft, and his understanding of the human heart was almost breathtaking to the onlookers, he didn't understand her past, but he clearly saw her future, and he gave his promise to give his heart to her, just for the exchange of her existence in his future life.
Huo Yu Chen hooked his lips, feeling happy for his little girl.
Tang Xueqian, such a man who never gets emotional, is finally pulled down by Qiao Yuchen and falls into the red dust from then on.