Chapter 35: How Embarrassing!

So it was him.

His left hand pinched a bun, pressing it to Lin Qingya’s lips, forcing her to take a small bite.

He was stroking and rubbing Lin Qingya’s head, coaxing her to eat obediently and swallow that mouthful of pork bun.

After forcing and watching Lin Qingya finish the bun, Cheng Minghao handed her the soy milk.

“I’ll do it myself! Get lost!”

Lin Qingya started a little quarrel.

She hated herself for being unable to resist kisses and affection.

She originally wanted to step on Cheng Minghao’s foot, but hesitated, couldn’t bring herself to do it, and then simply gave in.

She was utterly devoured by this man.

She suspected she had a Succubus Physique.

Just touching a man made her soft and hot—completely unreasonable.

She’d never seen Lin Qingya go soft or hot for him before, either.

Now, when she looked at Cheng Minghao…

She bit the soy milk straw and watched Cheng Minghao sit down, then put his hand on her own leg.

Lin Qingya wobbled her left leg slightly, but he didn’t move.

He even went so far as to knead and rub her thigh, but she couldn’t be bothered to care anymore.

So what if he touched her thigh?

Where on her body hadn’t been—

“Cough!”

Lin Qingya coughed lightly, trying to interrupt her own thoughts.

But the white soy milk in her mouth rushed down her red lips.

It slid over her long, milky-white neck and straight into her collar.

She reached her hand into her shirt, pulled open the collar, and wiped her chest inside the lining.

When she finished and looked up, she saw a tissue hovering by her mouth.

“Thanks!”

Lin Qingya thanked him, took the tissue, wiped her mouth, then wiped her neck, collarbone, and chest.

Then she threw the tissue away.

She tossed the tissue into the plastic food bag.

“What are you looking at?”

Lin Qingya suddenly asked, noticing Cheng Minghao’s gaze seemed to have been fixed on her chest earlier?

Thinking about how she had twice pulled open her collar to wipe her chest, she suddenly blushed.

She felt she was being far too bold in front of a man.

“Cough! It’s not like you haven’t seen it before…”

Lin Qingya tried to explain casually.

But the more she explained, the more ambiguous, awkward, and embarrassed she felt.

“It’s not like you haven’t touched either… I’m full! I’m going to school.”

Lin Qingya stood up abruptly, even rushing toward the bathroom.

“Eh! Why are you going to the bathroom? Didn’t you say you were going to school?”

Cheng Minghao asked instinctively.

Lin Qingya casually and shyly explained, “It’s too embarrassing, I want to…”

Wash my face!

Lin Qingya felt utterly humiliated, unable to believe she’d just blurted out whatever came to mind.

It was one thing to feel embarrassed, but to say it out loud—she was practically announcing her shyness.

That made Lin Qingya even more mortified and ashamed.

“Blame Cheng Minghao. Why did he have to buy me that stinky soy milk?”

Lin Qingya threw all the blame onto Cheng Minghao.

After all, that’s what boyfriends are for.

But suddenly…

Standing at the sink, Lin Qingya cupped cold water in her hands, splashed her face, and made her burning cheeks damp.

She asked, “Boyfriend? Why am I thinking about a boyfriend? I don’t have a boyfriend. At most, just a fuck—”

“Cough!”

Lin Qingya’s face turned red.

She took off her pants, used the toilet, then washed her hands, rinsed her mouth, and slipped out.

Outside the bathroom.

Cheng Minghao was still waiting at the door.

“Let’s go.”

Cheng Minghao reached out to her, motioning to leave together.

“Tch!”

Lin Qingya glanced at Cheng Minghao disdainfully, especially at his hand.

She ignored him, brushing past his shoulder.

“Eh!”

Lin Qingya suddenly exclaimed.

“Why are you pulling me?”

“Come on! We’re used to holding hands now. If we don’t, my heart feels empty. Just consider it supporting a single young man.”

“Of course, it only applies to me~”

Cheng Minghao said with a smile, explaining with extra seriousness.

“Why should I support you?!”

Lin Qingya followed Cheng Minghao downstairs, bickering, her hand weakly tugging at his.

It was more of a symbolic show of tsundere pride.

“Because I’m your boyfriend. Because you like me!”

Cheng Minghao explained with a smile, walking downstairs.

“Who likes you?!”

Lin Qingya retorted.

“You!”

Cheng Minghao replied simply and sincerely.

“Impossible! I don’t!”

Lin Qingya protested.

“You do, you do! I can see it. Some people, once kissed by me, it’s like they’ve been marked, like a remote control has been installed—they can’t escape at all. Their whole body just goes soft!”

The last sentence, Cheng Minghao whispered in Lin Qingya’s left ear, making her face burn.

“You…”

Lin Qingya was flushed, angry, and embarrassed, finally—

“Ah! Why did you hit me?!”

A sudden punch landed on Cheng Minghao’s chest, surprising him, but it also made perfect sense.

Before he could ask, Lin Qingya had already turned and run away.

But the hands they held so tightly made them like a pair of winged birds.

If one tried to fly away, the other had to follow.

“Run slower, don’t trip!”

Cheng Minghao shouted.

Lin Qingya blushed.

“Mind your own business!”

A boy and a girl pulled at each other, running along Chaoyang Road, their laughter scattering all around, drawing constant glances from passersby.

People kept admiring the sweet, sour romance of this young couple.

Or perhaps they were just admiring the beautiful pair.

Gasping and breathless, they ran to the school, where Lin Qingya stopped, leaning on her knees, panting.

“You still need practice.”

On the left, Cheng Minghao glanced at Lin Qingya haughtily and explained:

“Weak Fox Girl are obedient, Puppy Girl are also obedient, but…”

Cheng Minghao lowered his voice.

He still thought Lin Qingya liked some kind of role-playing games.

But after all, this was the school gate, with a crowd of students passing by, all turning their heads to look at them.

Lin Qingya’s pretty face turned bright red at Cheng Minghao’s words, her heart and face filled with grievance and dissatisfaction.

If the other students overheard, wouldn’t it be impossible to clear her name—even if she jumped into the Yellow River? Wouldn’t it be mortifying?

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Lin Qingya lightly punched Cheng Minghao’s chest with her right hand, but this time, Cheng Minghao caught it.

He held Lin Qingya’s right hand, glanced at the surrounding classmates watching them, and directly kissed her hand.

“Oh——!”

The surrounding students exclaimed.

“Ah-! So embarrassing!”

Lin Qingya covered her face, her face crimson, and ran toward the edge of the crowd, rushing toward the school gate.

“Hey! Slow down, there are a lot of people!”

Cheng Minghao called, smiling and silently thanking the onlooking classmates for their ‘cooperation.’

He was still being firmly held by Lin Qingya.

Together, they ran shyly toward the school gate, hid among classmates, slipped past the security guard’s gaze, and successfully entered the campus.

They weren’t caught by the teachers or security at the school gate for holding hands—or maybe it was just overlooked.

After all, with so many people, not every teacher or security guard is so strict.

Besides, if it’s not their own students, who cares to meddle?

Inside the school, up the teaching building.

Lin Qingya and Cheng Minghao entered the classroom.

After a short break, the class began to rearrange seats based on the last exam results.

Upon hearing that seats would change, Lin Qingya glanced at Cheng Minghao, saw him smiling at her and winking.

She tried to act nonchalant and looked away, her gaze drifting unconsciously toward Chen Qing’s empty seat.

The books there had been cleared out, and no one sat there.

Maybe she could try…

Sitting there?

But who knew what others would think if she did.

As for Cheng Minghao, his meaning was clear—he wanted to confirm and acknowledge their relationship, perhaps sitting together for convenience in class.

But as for Lin Qingya, she couldn’t be bothered with Cheng Minghao, so she didn’t insist.

Sit in Chen Qing’s seat, or her own seat? Or next to Cheng Minghao?

It was a single-choice question.

Lin Qingya wanted to reminisce about her past, but feared causing unnecessary trouble, making Cheng Minghao suspicious.

For example, if Cheng Minghao misunderstood and thought she liked Chen Qing…

“No! Wait…”

Lin Qingya flushed and held her face.

Why was she worried about Cheng Minghao misunderstanding that she liked Chen Qing?

Could it be that she really liked…

Cheng Minghao?

No! Impossible!

Lin Qingya refused to face herself.

She lay on her desk, listening to classmates moving from their seats one by one.

Everyone had to grab their books for the next class, then wait to move seats after PE.

As for PE? It had naturally become a self-study class.

For senior third-year students, there was no such thing as PE.

It was just a line on paper, written for appearances.

Lin Qingya’s mind wandered, still lost in thought.

She didn’t notice how much time had passed, only that she was following her classmates out of the classroom.

Then, one by one, the classmates returned to the classroom by rank.

Soon, her name was called.

“Lin Qingya.”

The homeroom teacher called, eyes turning to her.

“Oh, coming.”

Lin Qingya clutched her books and quickly walked into the classroom.

By her ear, her former deskmate, a quiet girl, teased her.

“Pick Cheng Minghao. He took my seat—you’d better go over. His intentions couldn’t be more obvious!”

“This…”

Lin Qingya hesitated at the classroom door.

She saw Cheng Minghao sitting in the fifth row on the right, smiling at her.

She couldn’t help but avoid his gaze and glanced at Chen Qing’s seat.

“Hurry up and choose—others are waiting.”

The homeroom teacher urged.

“Oh, oh, okay. I choose…”

Lin Qingya hesitated, then stepped forward resolutely.

She walked toward Chen Qing’s seat, but when she passed by Cheng Minghao, her steps faltered.

Cheng Minghao quietly grabbed her hand.