When the lights dimmed, one's sense of touch became more sensitive.
A breath unique to a man gently breathed down Fu Jiu's neck, causing her to fidget unnaturally.
Fu Jiu had never danced to such melancholic music.
She was afraid that there would contact between them.
But even with distance across their chests, Fu Jiu could still feel the heat emitted from Qin Mo.
Her black dress was a fishnet mesh.
And one hand of the Almighty was around her waist and the Almighty had one hand around her waist. And as they danced to the tune, more and more contact was made.
For a moment, there was an indescribable numbness around her tail bone.
Worst of all, the man had looked down at that moment and placed his thin lips near her ear. He said in a voice which seemed to lack emotion. "Stand well, understand?"
Fu Jiu finally realized how how coldly the Almighty treated girls.
But at that moment, it was best she kept quiet.
