291: Will you listen to me?

"Dancing?"

Hua Dieer was completely dazed. At a time like this, why dance? Unless... Suddenly, something seemed to occur to her, and her already flushed face turned even redder.

"Yes," Feng Ming nodded. "The Dao of Charm emphasizes an inner and outer aura; every frown and smile should possess allure. Dancing is the best way to reveal this charm. Give it a try."

Since Feng Ming had said so, Hua Dieer did not refuse. At this moment, she was truly desperate enough to try anything.

Without another word, she jumped into a nearby pool. The cool water washed over her skin, finally providing some relief from that burning sensation.

She steadied herself and stretched her waist in the water, slowly beginning to dance according to her thoughts. Moonlight poured down, spilling over her exquisite figure. As the water rippled and light and shadow intertwined, it truly evoked the Concept of a Moon Fairy.

Feng Ming stood on the shore watching, and a few ripples actually stirred in his heart. He finally understood why those emperors and generals were willing to abandon their kingdoms for a beauty.

The scene before him was truly soul-stirring.

"Is this what they call understanding King Zhou, becoming King Zhou, and surpassing King Zhou?" he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

But muttering was one thing; in the next second, his expression changed, and he hurriedly called out: "Stop, stop, stop! Who told you to take off your clothes?"

He saw that while Hua Dieer was dancing, her collar had slipped down, revealing a large patch of snow-white skin on her shoulder.

Hua Dieer paused her movements, raised her hand to pull up the fallen collar, and blinked her watery eyes with an innocent look. "Doesn't... this make it more charming?"

Feng Ming was almost driven to laughter by anger. He raised his hand and slapped his forehead. "What kind of misunderstanding do you have about charm? Sexy doesn't mean trashy, do you understand? I want you to show the aura of the Charm Body, not for you to..."

Before he could finish, he saw Hua Dieer's eyes turn red, and she looked at him as if about to cry. "Then what exactly am I supposed to do..."

She looked extremely aggrieved, and even her voice carried a sob.

Feng Ming looked at the white mist curling up from the top of her head and his heart softened. He ultimately let out a sigh.

The coolness of the pool water barely suppressed the scorching heat on the surface of her body, but the medicinal power of the moon gazing tears was still rampaging inside her. Hua Dieer felt as if her internal organs were about to catch fire.

She had been dancing for a long while, but Feng Ming showed no sign of being charmed at all. Anxious, her eyes reddened, and tears pitter-pattered onto the surface of the water.

Feng Ming couldn't stand seeing women cry the most. He quickly waved his hand. "Don't cry, don't cry! Listen to my arrangement. Just dance your best dance properly. Don't do any of that fancy stuff, and keep your clothes on tight!"

Hua Dieer froze while sobbing, her eyes full of confusion.

"Pick the dance you're most proud of and dance normally!" Feng Ming said patiently. "You're beautiful enough, and your dancing is good enough. Show your true skills, and you'll naturally win people's hearts. Remember, sexiness doesn't rely on exposure; charm relies on aura!"

Hua Dieer bit her lip and was about to start dancing when Feng Ming suddenly shouted for her to stop.

"Wait!" He scratched his head with a conflicted expression. "Let me give you a fair warning first. This Charm Body of yours is too lethal. I can't guarantee I'll be able to hold out. If I really do get charmed and my consciousness loses control, leading me to do something out of line... you need to be mentally prepared."

Hua Dieer was silent for a moment, her gaze becoming resolute. "Don't worry. If I truly charm you, without my permission, you won't even have the courage to touch a strand of my hair."

Seeing this, Feng Ming stopped wasting words and waved his hand. "Begin."

The moonlight was like gauze, draping over the shimmering waves as Hua Dieer danced gracefully in the water.

Feng Ming leaned his head against a tree to watch, but after a while, he found it dull. The dance was a good dance, and the person was a beauty, but it was just too proper, without the slightest hint of seduction.

Hua Dieer danced one piece after another until she was panting for breath. Every few moments, she would ask while gasping, "Is it good?"

Feng Ming's answer was always "It's good."

It was so perfunctory it was almost dismissive.

By the end, Hua Dieer's strength was nearly drained. She looked up only to see Feng Ming's head nodding—he was actually about to fall asleep.

She trembled with rage and suddenly stomped her foot, splashing water. "Is my dancing really that boring?!"

Feng Ming was startled awake. He rubbed his sore eyes and yawned. "No... it's quite good."

"It's good and you still fell asleep?!" Hua Dieer's eyes were red with anger.

Feng Ming rubbed his nose and gave an awkward laugh. "It was just too proper. Watching it made me sleepy."

Hua Dieer felt terrible because of Feng Ming's attitude, and a surge of blood rushed to her head.

The medicinal power in her body was still rampaging wildly. Her body had reached its limit. If this continued, she might really explode and die.

She ground her teeth, with only one thought left in her mind: forget that "sexy isn't trashy" nonsense, and forget about not acting like a vixen for charm!

Men were indeed all the same!

If she kept listening to him, she would definitely end up dead here today!

If she didn't give him something intense, he would really think she, Hua Dieer, was a soft persimmon anyone could squeeze!

She suddenly looked up, her watery eyes bursting with an astonishing light. She stared fixedly at Feng Ming, her voice both delicate and fierce: "Keep your eyes wide open and watch closely! If you dare close them again, I'll gouge out your eyeballs and play with them like marbles!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Hua Dieer's dance style changed abruptly.

Moonlight poured down, and the lake's surface rippled wildly with her movements. Her figure was already exquisite, and now that she had cast aside her previous decorum, every twist of her waist and sway of her hips carried a soul-snatching allure. Between the shifts of her gaze, it was as if a pool of spring water that could drown a person was hidden.

Feng Ming was instantly dazed. His eyes were glued to her, unable to move away even an inch.

As expected, only this kind of naturally seductive dance was enough to make one lose themselves.

Just as he was feeling swayed, Hua Dieer's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of a mischievous smile: "Is it good?"

Hearing this question that had been asked countless times, Feng Ming's heart skipped a beat.

He looked at the girl's flushed cheeks and the beads of sweat in the water, knowing that this girl had pushed herself to the limit to break her Heart Demon. If they kept going, something might really go wrong.

Since he had already seen the dance and enjoyed the view, he might as well save her to the end and cooperate with her once!

Thinking this, Feng Ming's eyes widened, and his tone was full of undisguised excitement: "It's good! It's too good!"

Sure enough, this look of total immersion instantly filled Hua Dieer's heart with wild joy. This was clearly a sign of success!

She suppressed the upward curve of her lips and deliberately put on a stern face to ask: "Then tell me, am I more beautiful, or is the dance better?"

Feng Ming opened his mouth and laughed foolishly, his eyes glued to her as if stuck by a magnet, unable to move for a long time. "Both are good! You are the most beautiful!"

Hua Dieer was amused by his silly appearance and covered her mouth with a light laugh. Then she added a bit of testing, her tone coquettish: "Then will you listen to me?"

Feng Ming nodded repeatedly, his head bobbing like a woodpecker. "I'll listen! I'll listen to whatever you say!"

"Squat down!" Hua Dieer's eyes curved like almonds as she gave her first command.

Without a word, Feng Ming "thudded" onto the ground in a squat, looking up at her with eyes full of silly infatuation.

Hua Dieer was even more delighted and called out crisply: "Stand up!"