C125 (1/2)

After the song ended, many people left the dance floor in succession, brimming with satisfaction. As Ouyang Baanruo's interest had not yet faded, she was still eager to give it a try.

”Hehe, Ye Zifeng, not bad, I didn't expect you to not only play the piano well, but also dance so well!”

After being praised by Ouyang Baanruo for a few times, Ye Zifeng said with a floating face: ”Of course, your husband's nickname is the Tenth Perfection!”

”Shameless, I'm praising you, yet you want to ascend to heaven!” Ouyang Baanruo spat towards Ye Zifeng, and then muttered with her small mouth.

Although the current Ouyang Baanruo was drenched in sweat, her beautiful face did not seem to be satisfied as she said to Ye Zifeng: ”Hee hee, since you're so powerful, how about we dance for another song?”

Facing Ouyang Baanruo's provocation, Ye Zifeng did not fall for the trap and only hugged Ouyang Baanruo, before smiling lightly and saying next to Ouyang Baanruo's sparkling earlobe, ”Wife, it's fine if you dance another tune, but I don't want other people to see my wife's beautiful dance. What if they get jealous and hate each other when that time comes?”

Saying that, Ye Zifeng lowered his voice, and indistinctly blew next to Ouyang Baanruo's ear, and said: ”Wifey, if you want to continue dancing, we have to go home!”

At this moment, when Ouyang Baanruo was making fun of him like this, Ouyang Baanruo felt his ears itch, especially when she heard the two words Ye Zifeng said, ”Go home”, causing her face to immediately turn red. Unexpectedly, she didn't object, but obediently replied with an ”En!”.

Slowly letting go of his arm that was hugging Ouyang Baanruo, Ye Zifeng smiled sweetly. He did not walk off the stage, but instead walked towards the back of the dance floor.

After remaining quiet for a long while, Ouyang Baanruo finally regained her senses. She looked at Ye Zifeng's back and asked: ”Hey, Ye Zifeng, where are you going?”

Ye Zifeng giggled and turned his head. ”Wife, if you have three needs, let's go to the washroom.” After a pause, Ye Zifeng continued to tease: ”Wifey, do you want to come along?”

Ouyang Baanruo was immediately embarrassed by Ye Zifeng's shameless look. She unhappily spat at Ye Zifeng: ”Scram, who wants to go with you!”

As he spoke, Ouyang Baanruo's smile suddenly became brighter than flowers, and he muttered to himself, ”This guy, his appetite is like a pig's. Who let you eat so much just now, is he down on his stomach now?”

Although Ouyang Baanruo's words were full of rebuke, his eyes stared straight at Ye Zifeng's back and smiled very sweetly, as he watched Ye Zifeng disappear into the dance floor's backstage.

After exiting the Zhenyuan Hotel, Ye Zifeng did not go to the washroom. Instead, he rode the elevator all the way up to the roof of the Zhenyuan Tavern.

The sound of the footsteps seemed very deep in the dark corridor, making one's heart palpitate.

Not long after, Ye Zifeng's figure appeared at the entrance of the Sky Platform.

However, just as Ye Zifeng revealed his head, on the left and right sides of the Sky Platform's main entrance, two powerful legs suddenly kicked towards Ye Zifeng.

Ye Zifeng immediately raised both his hands and punched the duo's feet with a loud bang. With a loud thump, the two figures that were hiding at his sides hurriedly retreated a few steps. On the other hand, Ye Zifeng gave a cold laugh and said: ”These two fellows, they did the same thing again!”

With that, Ye Zifeng unceremoniously leapt forward like a cheetah and rushed towards the rooftop.