Mo Xiaoran was also envious, but what she envied wasn't Chu Ge, but Feifei and the others, who could gather around him and show off their sizzling dance moves.
Mo Xiaoran couldn't dance like that at all; she only knew how to dance the slow waltz and two-step, the most basic dance steps she learned in college, and she hadn't danced them in a long time.
Although she also thought Feifei and the others' passionate dancing was very impressive, she didn't have any desire to join in, but she just didn't dare to go over or try, afraid she'd perform poorly and become a laughingstock.
"Everyone's having so much fun, and I'm just sitting here like a block of wood; they must think I'm so out of place, such a boring person, right?"
Even though Mo Xiaoran was thinking about "everyone," her gaze instinctively fell on Chu Ge.
