mijobooks Chapter 70 Baby, your hands are so warm
Chapter 70 Baby, your hands are so warm
When I got back to the classroom, dinner time wasn't over yet, and many students hadn't returned.
His deskmate hadn't returned yet, and Lu Zhaoye suddenly realized that he seemed to have never seen Xu Qingwan in the cafeteria before.
Lu Zhaoye didn't know Xu Qingwan's background, but judging from her usual clothes and daily necessities, she should be a little princess from a wealthy family.
Although Lu Zhaoye didn't know why Xu Qingwan cared so much about grades,
However, based on his experience, wealthy people seem to have higher expectations for their children.
People always assume that rich kids are just indulging in eating, drinking, and having fun, living a life of debauchery and having no life goals.
But the reality is not like that. The more a family is well-off, the higher their expectations will be for their children in certain aspects.
High moral character and good upbringing are basic requirements for those rich kids.
Lu Zhaoye shook his head. Anyway, Xu Qingwan was his deskmate for the time being, and he would get to know her better in the future.
Just then, Lu Zhaoye suddenly heard a spicy snack voice.
"Lu Zhaoye, here's the information for you."
Lu Zhaoye snapped out of his daze and saw Zhang Xinhan sitting down in Xu Qingwan's seat very naturally.
"Oh, are these all competition questions?" Lu Zhaoye took the materials.
Zhang Xinhan nodded from her seat, then leaned against the wall behind her in a very unreliable manner, placing her left foot on Lu Zhaoye's stool.
"Yes, but I should remind you that there's a school qualifier this Sunday."
"Our school only has four spots for the competition, but there are probably over twenty people participating in the preliminary rounds, so don't let your guard down."
Lu Zhaoye waved his hand, suddenly remembering the competition Zhang Jianhua had mentioned to him that morning.
He looked so arrogant back then, vowing never to participate, but who would have thought he'd agree so easily just a few hours later?
Oh my god, what a fickle man!
No, he's a fickle boy.
"Alright, I understand. Go ahead."
Lu Zhaoye casually flipped through the exercise book, then issued an expulsion order to Zhang Xinhan.
However, Zhang Xinhan suddenly straightened up, leaned closer, and slammed the book shut in Lu Zhaoye's hand.
"Lu Zhaoye, if I also went blind, would you participate in competitions to earn prize money for me?"
Lu Zhaoye's face darkened, and he rolled his eyes at Zhang Xinhan.
"What discouraging talk is this from a little brat? Get out of here!"
However, Zhang Xinhan grabbed Lu Zhaoye's arm and gripped it tightly.
A fleeting look of anticipation...and madness lingered in his eyes.
"I'm serious, do you even know how?"
Lu Zhaoye really wanted to say no, after all, he had only known the little girl for less than half a day.
But when Lu Zhaoye and Zhang Xinhan's eyes met, looking into Zhang Xinhan's fox-like eyes,
Lu Zhaoye ultimately didn't say it, but instead felt a strange mix of emotions.
"......"
"Class monitor, class is about to start. Please return to your seat."
A clear, cold voice broke the silence, and Lu Zhaoye looked behind Zhang Xinhan.
Great! It's Wanwan! I'm saved!
However, Wanwan's expression and tone...
Oh no, clan leader! It's Wanwan in her jealous, shrimp-headed woman form! I'm doomed.
"Hey, class monitor, class is about to start!"
Seeing that Lu Zhaoye had changed the subject and stopped talking, a hint of sadness flashed in Zhang Xinhan's eyes, but then she suddenly thought of something else.
They had too little time to get to know each other, perhaps simply because of time constraints.
In terms of figure, neither Hsu Ching-wan nor Ching-ching can compare to her.
In terms of looks, I'm only slightly inferior to them.
She released her grip on Lu Zhaoye's arm and stood up to make way for him.
However, before leaving, Lu Zhaoye clearly noticed a very dangerous glint in Zhang Xinhan's eyes.
He felt like crying but had no tears, and instinctively shrank back against the wall.
"Oh, it's Wanwan back!"
Zhang Xinhan revealed an innocent smile, and her extremely spicy accent instantly dispelled all of Xu Qingwan's malice.
"Um, right, class monitor... what are you guys doing?"
Seeing that Zhang Xinhan didn't seem to have any intention of "stealing her man," Xu Qingwan quickly smiled.
"Oh, there's a math competition next week. I'm here to get some materials for Lu Zhaoye."
Xu Qingwan nodded dumbly, completely believing it.
But there's still one question: why is the class monitor grabbing his bad classmate's arm, and so close at that?
Seemingly sensing Xu Qingwan's thoughts, Zhang Xinhan leaned close to her ear and whispered something.
"Your deskmate doesn't want to participate, so could you keep an eye on him? This competition would be very helpful for him."
"Who knows, he might even get a spot in a university recommendation program."
Xu Qingwan's pupils dilated in surprise. The qualification for university admission—no wonder the class monitor was so fierce!
What a jerk! He rejected the class monitor, who's such a nice guy!
"Yes, yes, I will definitely keep a close eye on him."
Xu Qingwan smiled sweetly and thanked Zhang Xinhan.
"Thank you, class monitor."
Seeing Xu Qingwan's composure crumble in a few seconds, Lu Zhaoye helplessly covered his face.
After seeing Zhang Xinhan off, Lu Zhaoye thought he could finally rest for a while.
After putting my hand down, I saw my little classmate sitting in his seat, pouting and looking sullen.
"Little classmate, you have two faces! You were all smiles just now, but now you've turned into a haggard old woman?"
Xu Qingwan couldn't hold back when she heard the words "old hag," she grabbed Lu Zhaoye's waist and spun him around 180 degrees.
Lu Zhaoye winced in pain and tried to slap Xu Qingwan's hand away.
Unexpectedly, the timid kitten grabbed his hand and snuggled closer.
Lu Zhaoye felt utterly exhausted. What was going on now?
And another thing, Wanwan, your persona has collapsed! You're a timid little kitten!
"From now on... you're not allowed to get this close to other girls!"
Xu Qingwan gave the order to Lu Zhaoye, though her voice trembled slightly.
She held Lu Zhaoye's warm hand, feeling her heart pounding in her chest.
Lu Zhaoye blinked, seeing through Xu Qingwan's feigned composure.
Trying to intimidate yourself like a little girl? Wanwan, you're still too green.
"Baby, your hands are so warm~"
"what!"
Xu Qingwan blushed immediately and released Lu Zhaoye's hand.
"You...you're talking nonsense...no, don't call me that,"
Lu Zhaoye chuckled, spread his legs wider, pulled the chair closer, and said with a grin,
"Baby, your face is so red! What happened?"
"Aaaaaah!"
Xu Qingwan covered her face and screamed softly, completely disoriented by Lu Zhaoye's two affectionate calls of "baby."
She stretched out her left hand and slapped something randomly, which felt a bit strange and even had an attack sound effect.
"Aww~~~"
Lu Zhaoye knelt on the ground, screaming with all his might, his eyes tightly closed and his teeth clenched.
"Xu Qingwan, you..."
On stage, Nainong and Lu Zichen were playing on the big screen when they heard a pig squeal and a curse coming from the back row.
"What are you yelling about, you little brat? Are you trying to kill your family line?"