Tyrannical Wang's Beloved Wife

Chapter 474.1: Dancing a Song

Tapping the feet, elegantly turning, rapidly waving the arms, only then discovering that the area behind the belt had a downward cut, the butt crack faintly discernible, and a head of beautiful hair, after slightly handling, the ends of the hair just happened to drape over the two shallow back dimples. The dance moves were too quick, as if an afterimage appearing, directly making one’s eyes dizzy. At least, our Jin Qinwang’s gaze was becoming increasingly deep, the mouth somewhat dry, the body like as if having drank a bit too much, feeling a bit hot. Reaching out, he had his collar pulled open a little more again. Just, in reality, he didn’t even drink the second cup of wine, still holding in hand, the cup already a bit cracked.

Jing Wan turned her body, her gaze landing on Li Hong Yuan. Seemingly because there was a start, it wasn’t that hard to continue anymore. The dancing body became even more relaxed, carrying a very shallow smile, the autumn ripples circling the eyes. The movement of the waist also reduced, diagonally facing Li Hong Yuan, sticking the waist outwards, spinning in circles. Her hand bent over her head, and then retracting again, faintly brushing over her own body. The chest, abdomen, and body consecutively spun a few circles again, the muslin dress along with the chains of pearls flying together. The seduction from a moment ago, in this moment, also carried an elegant grace, and immediately after, Jing Wan’s waist was like a water snake, swaying back and forth. And ever so naturally, the area below the ‘flower petals’ before the chest also drew a distinct arc.

With the thud, the cup in Li Hong Yuan’s hand finally shattered, the wine dripping down along the palm, yet he completely didn’t mind, casually flinging twice, and then leaning back again, lifting a leg to step onto the luohan bed, and raising a hand to prop against the cheek. And towards his own body’s changes, he didn’t conceal in the slightest, but the expression on his face didn’t change, neither enduring nor suffering.

When Jing Wan first entered the capital, at the Ding Duke Manor, Sun Yi Jia, because of certain reason, presented a dance before the crowd. At the time, Li Hong Yuan’s gaze wasn’t on Sun Yi Jia, his thoughts floating away, just thinking of what Jing Wan’s dancing would be like, especially the kind where the clothes peeled away layer by layer. Afterwards, their relationship grew closer, and even got married, but he instead had this matter forgotten.

This outcome today actually exceeded his expectations by countless times.

Speaking of which, what all Jing Wan had learned before, Li Hong Yuan still roughly had an idea inside. Although when he first sent people to Qi’an Fu, Jing Wan was just twelve years old, but prior to twelve, how could a daughter of an official family learn this kind of dance? Regardless of starting from when, it should be like Sun Yi Jia’s kind, relatively proper, and relatively conservative.

Then, when did Wan Wan learn this? The answer was obvious.

Reasonably speaking, since she was able to have this dance performed for him as a birthday present, then it certainly wouldn’t have been learned under any humiliating circumstances. After all, their feelings were connected, so she completely didn’t need to lower herself to specially win favor. Moreover, during the entire preparation process, he never once sensed any negative emotions from her. That’s why, it was purely just wanting to dance for him, adding a bit of amusement between them. Thinking to here, this dance, for Wan Wan’s ‘past’, should be quite normal.

Li Hong Yuan inwardly clicked his tongue, a bit unhappy. His Wan Wan might have been seen by other before.

Jing Wan didn’t know that Li Hong Yuan had thought of this much in such a short period of time, only concentrating on following the music’s rhythm. Towards the end, she increasingly let go of herself, like the flowing water, like the waves, like a burning flame, moving her own body, freely using her body to express herself. Her two arms spread open like wings, her head dancing like a quick-witted snake, shaking her butt and body as much as she liked, occasionally elegant, occasionally seductive, occasionally delicate, and occasionally even carrying a bit of haughtiness. Her gaze seemingly was also moving along with the dance, like carrying a little hook, very sexy, very alluring, and very provoking, making the heart and liver all madly shiver.

The captivating qualities were brilliantly performed by Jing Wan, making one’s eyes unable to catch a break.

At the end, Jing Wan’s body kneeled onto the floor, her body bending backwards, drawing out the greatest arc, the curves from the neck to the legs all as prominent as possible. The music had already stopped, yet Jing Wan maintained this kind of posture, looking up from below at Li Hong Yuan.

Because the dance was a bit long, Jing Wan’s breathing was somewhat heavy, her chest distinctly rising and falling, even carrying a bit of sweat, seemingly having a lustrous glow. Especially from Li Hong Yuan’s position, the ravine was prominent, indescribably alluring. The demonic flames stoked by Jing Wan thoroughly ignited. The dance was already finished. If he can still sit still, then he will really become a saint.

Abruptly getting up, three steps shortened to two, stooping down and hooking his arm. Jing Wan got up following his strength, one hand propped on his shoulder, one hand propped before his chest. Li Hong Yuan deliberately had her waist held very tightly, letting her clearly sense his body’s reaction. His other hand began from her cheek and slowly caressed downward, “Is Wan Wan satisfied with the outcome brought about by this dance of yours?” This chapter is updated by NoᴠelFɪre.net

Jing Wan suddenly began laughing, her hands naughtily tapping all over Li Hong Yuan’s body, even mischievously lifting a leg and coiling around his leg, slowly rubbing against, and moving upwards, all the way until his waist, sighing like an orchid, “Wangye, are you satisfied?”

Li Hong Yuan’s sliding hand paused, and shortly after, grabbed onto Jing Wan’s leg, having that layer of thin muslin pushed up the thigh, “Never seen Wan Wan this enthusiastic before. It can be seen that in the past, this husband’s love towards Wan Wan isn’t enough. This time, certainly will let Wan Wan be thoroughly satisfied from heart to body. However many days Wan Wan doesn’t want to get up, we’ll just not get up for however many days.”

“Hey……..” Jing Wan’s head raised backwards. Although when choosing this from the start, it’ll definitely bring about this current situation, she inherently also wanted to tease him, no? However, for better or worse, she’d prepared for that long, expending a great deal of energy, so don’t just pay attention to the outcome and completely overlook this dance itself, alright, “Wangye, you still haven’t told this wife, towards this birthday present, are you satisfied?” The living Enma didn’t lack anything, so wanting to give him a gift of his liking really was quite difficult.

As for why Jing Wan knew belly dance, it was all thanks to her mother from her past life. One day, her mother, on a sudden whim, got dragged off by her close friend to go learn, saying it can help lose weight, saying it can sculpt a small waist. As for exactly why her mother went to go learn, she didn’t know, just afterwards, her mother suddenly had her dragged along too. Thus, Jing Wan just learned it.

Have to say, her natural talent in this aspect was still pretty good, and because she’d practiced yoga, her foundation was good. Towards the end, she even had the teacher overturned. However, after her family met with mishap, there was a very long period of unrest. Afterwards, after settling down again, she occasionally would dance a little when free. Just, after coming to this world, in the beginning, it was because her body was too small, but afterwards, dancing this kind of dance definitely was offensive to public morals. If found out, it was just getting reprimanded to death. After all, even the women of the brothels, when dancing, most likely all won’t reach this degree, so naturally it just got forgotten in a corner. When thinking of preparing a birthday present for a certain someone, unknown as to why, she just thought of this.

T/N: Whenever the author writes action scenes my brain is just—-definitely not their strong point.