I Really Don't Like Liu Chang'an

An Nuan was held by Liu Chang'an for a long time, and finally realized that even though she was reluctant to leave his embrace, her current mood strongly required her to maintain her coquettish and sweet state for more than thirty minutes. However, this was someone else's territory after all. Bai Hui had left, so naturally, people would come and go.

So An Nuan pulled Liu Chang'an away, her cheeks flushed with a sense of smug satisfaction. Turning this boyfriend, who always seemed like a wild, free-range child, into a completely domesticated one was still a long way off, but since he had publicly declared her his "wife," it was a significant step forward.

One day he'll be confined to his own home, calling her "wife" from morning till night; then his mission will be accomplished.

An Nuan asked Liu Chang'an to post it again on QQ Zone so that she could easily forward it. Otherwise, would she really take a screenshot and repost it on WeChat Moments? That would seem too deliberate and pretentious.

Liu Chang'an fulfilled her request, An Nuan quickly forwarded it, but without adding any text, appearing nonchalant. After all, this was the first time Liu Chang'an had posted something like this, and if she acted too excited, wouldn't everyone be able to see how desperate she was?

Then others will laugh and say, "This An Nuan, her boyfriend must not care about her much. He just posted a random status, and look how excited she is."

After all, not everyone understands Liu Chang'an's personality; it's quite remarkable that he would post things on his WeChat Moments and QQ Zone that go beyond the Thousand Character Classic and the Three Character Classic.

Be reserved; young women should be reserved.

After forwarding the message, An Nuan turned off her phone. She hopped around a few steps to calm herself down, because only by turning off her phone could she force herself not to refresh the comments every three seconds, always wanting to see how others would comment on her repost.

"I want to join the otaku dance club." An Nuan seemed to have gained some courage, and said to Liu Chang'an while clenching her fist.

"Okay." Liu Chang'an expressed his support, as long as she was happy. Although he felt that two tigers could not share the same mountain, An Nuan Bai Hui were quite restrained today, surprisingly avoiding any verbal sparring or sharp exchanges.

An Nuan used to think that this was Bai Hui's territory, so why should she bother watching others bask in glory and facing a master in this field as a newbie, only to give the other person a sense of superiority? But now she thinks that she clearly wanted to join, but gave up because she was afraid of Bai Hui. Wouldn't that be ashamed of her own inferiority and willingly retreat?

That won't do; we have to confront them head-on.

She considered herself quite talented, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. How could she not handle Bai Hui by learning a dance? With such a large chest, her sense of balance must be terrible.

"Actually, I'm also proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting," An Nuan said to Liu Chang'an with certainty.

"How could I not know?" Liu Chang'an had known An Nuan for so long, and he had never seen her proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, or painting. In terms of versatility, An Nuan was far behind Professor Liu.

Professor Liu is just a believer in all sorts of health and wellness articles and inspirational quotes on WeChat Moments and public accounts. But in terms of professional dance skills, Bai Hui can't even come close. She is also proficient in other arts such as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. At least Liu Yuewang's own calligraphy hanging in the living room is not at all inferior.

"I'm really good at this," An Nuan said smugly.

You can play two pieces on the piano, but you wouldn't call yourself an expert.

"I'm amazing, the Rhythm Master!"

"This counts as playing the zither? What about chess? Your Gomoku game where it doesn't count if I win?"

"Anyway, I've beaten you so many times, you're just awesome."

Where's the book?

"Reading."

Where's the painting?

"If you keep nagging me, I'll draw a little flower on your face!"

"Oh, that's true. This is probably what the new era's qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting are all about. My thinking is outdated. I've always used the qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting that talented men and women in the feudal era were good at as the standard. My mistake." Liu Chang'an said with great admiration, after all, there aren't many people who can refresh his mind.

Having gained Liu Chang'an's approval, An Nuan, feeling both arrogant and outwardly calm, went to the dance club's recruitment point to fill out the registration form.

Bai Hui quickly learned that An Nuan had signed up for the dance club. Since it was rare to recruit such a talented newcomer, someone naturally informed Bai Hui, who was the vice-leader.

Bai Hui was sitting with Zhu Juntang in the activity room of the Lolita Fashion Enthusiasts Club at Xiangtan University. The room was decorated like a tea party, since the usual activities of these Lolita girls were just sitting together drinking tea, eating desserts, taking selfies, exchanging information about new Lolita fashion, and buying and selling dresses.

There's also gossip and exposé.

"An Nuan wants to join our club." Bai Hui sneered. Since she was facing Zhu Juntang, there was no need to hide anything, as Zhu Juntang was also on the opposite side of An Nuan.

"Go ahead and come in. How many people that tall can dance well? It'll just look like a praying mantis trying to punch someone." Zhu Juntang didn't feel threatened or that her territory was being challenged. After all, her dancing was only so-so, and she couldn't possibly spend as much time and effort as Bai Hui.

An Nuan is too thin, like a bamboo pole. Although Qin Yanan is about the same height as An Nuan, Qin Yanan's dancing is definitely better because of her exaggerated curves. When she dances, it's not like a mantis punching a boxer, but more like a spring breeze caressing a willow. Just the swaying curves are very moving.

Hearing Zhu Juntang's calm reassurance, Bai Hui felt a little relieved. She had always thought that An Nuan was just pretending to be interested in dancing, and that she would never actually join the dance club... She just noticed that Liu Chang'an was interested, so she pretended that she could dance too.

Bai Hui couldn't be sure how interested Liu Chang'an was... This mystery had been nagging at her. Before, when she danced "Learn to Meow" for him, he asked why it wasn't "Learn to Bark," "Learn to Crow," or "Learn to Blew." But that day on the lake at Gao Dewei's house, when she danced "A Thousand Miles to Invite the Moon," he looked at her with a smile, seemingly admiring her.

Could it be that he prefers traditional Chinese style, or songs and dances with a bit more artistic conception and charm, rather than simply cutesy styles?

Thinking about this, Bai Hui suddenly realized that An Nuan, a seemingly innocent but actually secretly flirtatious vixen, was bound to be good at acting cute.

An Nuan is pretty, and her cuteness is naturally very appealing to her boyfriend... If I were to dance a cute dance, Liu Chang'an might even think that I'm showing off my limited skills compared to An Nuan.

Bai Hui was somewhat unconvinced. She was just being self-important; she wasn't his girlfriend. How could she naturally and skillfully act cute? That's why he found An Nuan more adorable.

When she danced other dances, she experienced feelings that An Nuan never had. Didn't Liu Chang'an still Heartbeat for her? Thinking this, Bai Hui's heart pounded. He... he might not have Heartbeat either, but he could see that she was better than An Nuan.

However... I still need to stay calm. I don't really care what Liu Chang'an thinks. Dancing is ultimately my hobby. There's no need to cater to Liu Chang'an's preferences. I'm going to dance cute dances to build up my popularity. There are plenty of people who like me and will cheer for me. I don't need to fawn over Liu Chang'an.

"I think An Nuan might be suitable for K-pop dances. Those dances are basically about twisting your waist and swaying your hips, touching your body all the time. You can basically see the legs in those dances. An Nuan has long legs, doesn't she? Look at some girl groups, they all wear shorts and skirts with high heels over 10 centimeters to sell their bodies, right?" Bai Hui thought for a moment, and decided not to underestimate her. An Nuan still had some advantages. Who wouldn't envy those legs? So Bai Hui glanced at Zhu Juntang's legs in the seasonal floral series pantyhose.

Zhu Juntang has collected quite a few of these themed printed stockings. For someone with obsessive-compulsive collecting tendencies, destroying even one pair means the whole set is incomplete, an irreparable flaw that causes immense heartache.

Bai Hui also had a complete set, which she kept hidden and never wore, unlike Zhu Juntang was so extravagant.

"Then you can guide An Nuan to learn Korean dance. When there's a performance, if An Nuan dances like that... Liu Chang'an will be furious." Zhu Juntang couldn't help but laugh triumphantly while holding her teacup.

She glanced at Bai Hui, Bai Hui also disliked An Nuan. So, Bai Hui should be able to carry out her plan. Bai Hui would be the one teaching An Nuan to dance the Korean dance; Liu Chang'an couldn't very well force An Nuan to wear her own little skirt and socks, could he?

" With Liu Chang'an's personality, of course he wouldn't like his girlfriend dancing that kind of dance on stage... Do you think An Nuan doesn't know that? I think if she learns it, she'll probably just dance it for Liu Chang'an." Bai Hui thought Zhu Juntang's idea was too stupid. "Wouldn't we be adding fuel to the fire for them?"

Bai Hui couldn't help but imagine: in An Nuan's room, Liu Chang'a Nuan swayed her hips and twisted her waist to the music in front of him, striking seductive poses and flirting. Finally, Liu Chang'a Nuan, burning with passion, picked An Nuan up and threw her onto the bed while she feigned surprise. This repressed slut An Nuan would definitely play hard to get, shouting "No!" while her hands pushing him away would be completely powerless. She might even kick off her shoes and unhook her bra herself.

"Your expression is too fierce. What are you thinking?" Zhu Juntang realized that her idea was inappropriate. She looked up at Bai Hui and felt that it was as if someone was calling her "Auntie".

"Nothing... I was just wondering how far Liu Chang'an and An Nuan have progressed..." Bai Hui coughed lightly, casually opened her phone and swiped around, finding a notification list of social media updates with An Nuan's profile picture, so she opened it to take a look.

An Nuan simply forwarded a post.

Liu Chang'an's.

Liu Chang'an's post consisted of only three words and a photo.

Bai Hui recalled that she once thought that Liu Chang'an wouldn't post social media updates related to An Nuan, and that he didn't like to show affection, which meant that he didn't actually like An Nuan that much.

After all, if you truly like someone, you'll definitely be like An Nuan, wanting everyone to witness all the trivial things between her and Liu Chang'an. An Nuan often changes her profile picture, and they're all photos of Liu Chang'an that she can't help but take, sometimes even adding a cute puppy-dog filter.

Today, Liu Chang'an actually posted this status update, Bai Hui thought that she was probably wrong.

Thankfully... I really don't like Liu Chang'an.