The Villain Young Master Doesn't Want to Date the Cute Domineering Female Lead

Nan Zhu made an explosive gesture, showing that he wasn't really interested in Rat.

After all, from his perspective, Rat was just that best friend character who always tags along with the protagonist in novels.

However, it was true that Wu Liang was a bit pitiful in this situation.

The only friend he had was Rat, and if it were possible, Nan Zhu would feel a little sympathy for him.

"What are you..."

"Wu Liang~!~!"

A delicate voice rang out behind Wu Liang before he could even turn around.

Two soft figures had already pressed against his back, and he immediately felt himself sink under their weight.

A rich scent of perfume quickly invaded Wu Liang's nostrils.

"So this is where you are! No wonder I couldn't find you when I went to your class~"

The girl clinging to Wu Liang was like an octopus, refusing to let go. She playfully nibbled on his earlobe, her breath fragrant.

She twisted her body in a flirtatious manner, her soft curves squishing against him.

"???"

Wu Liang stared in confusion at the girl who had suddenly jumped on him.

What was going on? Who was this person?? Did he really know a girl with such... assets?

If she weren't a girl, he would have kicked her off the moment she landed on his back.

"Why didn't you style your pompadour today? Even without it, you still look pretty handsome~~~"

"I recognized you at first glance! Come on, compliment this little cutie~"

The heavily made-up girl clung tightly to Wu Liang's neck, rubbing against him.

Wow! Wu Liang looked absolutely stunning today!! Although his previous pompadour had its charm, this more rugged look was even more attractive!

"Shuang'er, get off me."

Wu Liang suddenly remembered that this girl with rainbow-dyed hair, earrings, and lip piercings was his so-called "girlfriend."

Just a week ago, before he awakened his memories, he had met this rebellious girl while smoking on the rooftop.

They hit it off instantly, especially with her unique taste in pompadours, and they quickly became close friends.

Although they hadn't officially defined their relationship, their behavior was so intimate that other students viewed them as a rebellious couple.

The rumors about them were outrageous, claiming they had even explored deep topics like "old man pushing a cart" and stacking people in various places like the grass, warehouses, and classroom desks.

"Hey? Why do you seem so cold today?"

Shuang'er looked puzzled but obediently hopped off Wu Liang's back.

"Ah, Wu Liang, could you introduce me to this girl?"

Suddenly, Nan Zhu walked over to Wu Liang's side, pulling him aside with a smile as he looked at the girl who had appeared.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Liang felt goosebumps rise instantly, glaring at Nan Zhu.

Why was Nan Zhu getting so close to him? Could it be that he was actually gay???

"Me? I just wanted to get to know your other friends."

Nan Zhu flashed a mischievous smile before suddenly wrapping his arms around Wu Liang's arm...

Nan Zhu snuggled against Wu Liang's shoulder in a way that made Wu Liang's skin crawl.

The soft touch sent a shiver down Wu Liang's spine, but now wasn't the time to enjoy such sensations.

Nan Zhu's overly affectionate behavior almost made him want to throw up. If it weren't for Nan Zhu's identity as the male lead, Wu Liang would have already gone on a rampage.

"Stop messing around like this."

Wu Liang said through gritted teeth, his face dark.

What was wrong with Nan Zhu? What on earth was he thinking?

"Wow... Wu Liang... I didn't know you were into this kind of thing..."

Shuang'er looked on in surprise at the two of them getting cozy.

So Wu Liang had this kind of preference? A taste for the same sex? No wonder he was such a close friend; his tastes were so unique.

"Hey? Wu Liang, she's not your girlfriend?"

Nan Zhu was puzzled when Shuang'er showed no signs of jealousy, thinking she must have misunderstood.

She thought this rebellious girl was Wu Liang's girlfriend, but it seemed she was mistaken, oh well...

"Ning Shuang is just a friend of mine. You should be done playing around now."

Wu Liang looked displeased as he glanced at Nan Zhu, who was leaning against his shoulder, intending to pull his arm away from the other's embrace.

What did it look like for two grown men to cuddle up together in such a lovey-dovey way? He wasn't gay.

Moreover, the surrounding students were becoming increasingly curious about them, and he certainly didn't want to hear rumors tomorrow that Wu Liang actually liked men.

But just as Wu Liang began to move his arm, trying to extract it from Nan Zhu's grasp, that soft sensation enveloped him once more.

"Eek! Don't move suddenly like that!!"

Nan Zhu's small face turned bright red, the unusual friction from her chest making her unable to suppress a soft moan.

She only wanted to play a little joke on Wu Liang, but she didn't expect his arm to be so strong and muscular...

"..."

Wu Liang froze, and Ning Shuang also froze; to be precise, they were both petrified in place.

What Wu Liang hadn't realized before finally dawned on him at that moment—something was definitely off.

A guy's chest... A guy's chest was not supposed to be this wide and soft... Is this a vast ocean of tolerance and acceptance here???

"Hey... I'm not saying you wouldn't..."

Wu Liang twisted his stiff neck to look at Nan Zhu, fully aware of where that incredible sensation was coming from—it was definitely that!

After all, just a few minutes ago, Ning Shuang's two spherical "nuclear bombs" had already given him quite the experience.

The Nan Zhu in front of him clearly couldn't be a boy; boys didn't have those kinds of things, unless... it was a trap...

"Wu Liang, classmate!!"

A shout from afar made Wu Liang turn to look, but when he saw who it was, he froze even more.

The boy had a handsome face filled with deep apologies, but he looked even more dashing than Nan Zhu, leaning more towards a masculine beauty.

Realizing something, Wu Liang quickly turned his head to the side, only to see that the Nan Zhu who had been hugging him had already stealthily slipped away.

"Don't think you can leave here until you explain yourself to me."

Wu Liang strode over to the fake "Nan Zhu" and pressed a hand on the other's shoulder.

His earlier nervousness due to Nan Zhu's unique identity had clouded his judgment.

He truly was a fool; if he had just taken a closer look at this "Nan Zhu," he would have easily spotted the numerous flaws.

The Nan Zhu he had encountered in the alley was clearly taller than this one.

In terms of voice, Nan Zhu's voice was also deeper and more powerful than this imposter's.

But this guy was quite good at makeup, managing to use cosmetics to disguise a feminine face.

Yet no matter how much makeup was applied, the skeletal structure between men and women was still different; the frame of this impostor was clearly much smaller.

"Uh, heh heh... I just remembered I have something urgent to attend to..."

The fake "Nan Zhu" chuckled awkwardly, trying to wriggle free from Wu Liang's grip.

But she quickly realized that Wu Liang's hand was like an iron claw pressing down on her shoulder, the weight of it like Mount Tai, rendering her unable to move.

This was a disaster—Nan Zhu's first reaction was that she could never escape from this man's grasp.

She had messed up; she had only wanted to take this opportunity to get to know Wu Liang better, but instead, she had gotten herself caught.

"Wu Liang, classmate! I'm really very sorry! My sister Qingshui has caused you trouble!"

Nan Zhu rushed over to Wu Liang, her face full of apologies as she bowed her head.

She shouldn't have agreed to her sister's request; it was clear that Wu Liang had been tricked by that girl.

"Since you are the real Nan Zhu, then who is this impostor..."

Wu Liang looked at the genuine male lead in front of him, finding it somewhat amusing.

He had actually been fooled by that girl at first.

"She is my sister, Nan Qingshui. She heard about what happened this morning and became curious about you, Wu Liang, so she..."

Nan Zhu looked at her sister with a mix of amusement and exasperation; Qingshui's makeup skills were still incredibly sharp.

Even he couldn't believe that the boy standing before him, who looked almost exactly like him, was actually his sister.

"Uh, heh heh, I just wanted to express my gratitude to the great Wu Liang for saving my brother."

Caught in the act, Nan Qingshui no longer bothered to hide her voice, her pure and soft tone flowing out gently.

She awkwardly removed the wig from her head, letting her lustrous black hair cascade down like a waterfall.

"Because I've heard those bad rumors about you, Wu Liang, but my brother speaks very highly of you as kind-hearted and helpful, so I thought..."

"So you wanted to see if I was really as Nan Zhu described?"

Wu Liang released his grip on Nan Qingshui's shoulder, surprised that it was for such a trivial reason.

Once he realized she was a girl, he had guessed she might be Nan Zhu's sister.

In the game, Nan Qingshui was a beauty blogger and a seasoned master of disguise.

Not having thought of this sooner was a miscalculation on Wu Liang's part.

"Wow... the guy turned into a girl..."

Ning Shuang stared wide-eyed at Nan Qingshui, who looked like she was performing a magic trick.

That's really impressive, but how did she hide her breasts so well? Did she use a chest binder?

Thinking of this, Ning Shuang glanced down at her own chest, which seemed to have no end in sight.

Hmm? There's no way that could be solved with just a chest binder, right???

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Subtle Disguise

"So, you just disguised yourself as your brother to test me."

With a rhythmic tapping of his fingers on the table, Wu Liang and his group were casually chatting in the garden courtyard.

Wu Liang squinted at Nan Qingshui in front of him. As expected of a beauty blogger, her skin care routine was nothing short of remarkable.

Her dewy skin was as clear as jade, and she wasn't wearing any foundation at all.

Yet, she still exuded a natural elegance, and her big, sparkling eyes were particularly lively and expressive.

It's hard to imagine what kind of beauty she would be with makeup if she looked this good without it.

"Uh, heh heh..."

Nan Qingshui scratched the back of her head awkwardly, surprised at how quickly she was found out.

But then again, she had been a bit too reckless; if she hadn't made such intimate gestures towards Wu Liang, he probably wouldn't have noticed.

"Nan Qingshui, I remember that name; it seems to be quite famous in the first grade."