Liu Xin'an's lips twitched. He could tolerate others, but being doubted by Bae Juhyun really got under his skin. He reached out and pinched Bae Juhyun's smooth cheek.
"The main thing is... Ouch, let go! It hurts!"
Liu Xin'an reluctantly let go and, feeling guilty, leaned in to plant a light kiss on the cheek he had just pinched. Bae Juhyun rolled her eyes at him.
"It's just hard for me to imagine you dancing. How's your practice going? Show me a dance."
"I didn't learn any dancing. I'm just a prop."
"A prop?" Bae Juhyun was stunned. She glared at him with wide eyes and grabbed his collar. "You're not playing the role of the pole in a pole dance, are you? If you dare agree, I'm done with you!"
"How is that possible? Am I the kind of person who would do something like that?"
"You think I might tell Seungwan about your business, so why can't I think you're that kind of person?"
