It didn’t take long.
Accompanied by Cheng Minghao’s gentle, and even increasingly forceful, tugging of her hair, Lin Qingya’s face flushed red, her mouth glistening with saliva as she crawled out from under the table.
She quickly licked the corner of her mouth, swallowing the lingering taste, then glanced to her right, catching the gaze of the former desk-mate watching her.
Her throat felt dry.
She had been pulled out early.
If you want to improve, you have to practice more.
If you didn’t succeed in getting what you wanted, it’s because you weren’t good enough.
“Ah~ I~ I dropped my pen, hehe~”
Lin Qingya gave an awkward smile to the former desk-mate on her right.
“She saw everything~”
On the left, Cheng Minghao reminded her, making her face stiffen, then quickly flush red with anxious relief.
She pressed her finger to her lips, signaling ‘shh’ to the blushing former desk-mate.
“Shh~”
The small gesture and quiet sound seemed to make the girl understand.
She nodded at Lin Qingya with a red face, then buried her face in her arms, pretending to be dead.
Seeing the quiet former desk-mate agree to keep it a secret, Lin Qingya wasn’t sure how reliable a gossip girl’s word was.
But she could only trust her, face burning.
Before deciding to give herself, she should have been prepared.
She should have known she might have to face situations like this.
“Was it only her who saw?”
Lin Qingya asked quietly, face red, moving her cheek slightly closer to Cheng Minghao on the left.
“Seems so. I was dealing with Wen Ya in front, so she definitely doesn’t know about you. Only Wen Jing on the right—I’m sure she knows your situation.”
Cheng Minghao explained in a low voice, face flushed.
“Oh~”
Hearing Cheng Minghao’s words, Lin Qingya blushed, but silently accepted, understanding and acknowledging that her shameless side was becoming known among her classmates.
The more people who knew her shame, the more embarrassed and nervous she felt—and, paradoxically, the more she let go of her own image.
This way, she could give Cheng Minghao even more intense pleasure, serving him to the extreme.
It would make it even harder for Cheng Minghao to leave her, even if he learned her true identity in the end.
Maybe…
Because of familiarity, understanding, and habit, he might hesitate, but still look at her a few more times.
So Lin Qingya just played with the hair by her right ear, then licked her moist red lips and whispered:
“Let’s go to the bathroom… us…”
“Bathroom? What for?”
Cheng Minghao looked confused, then blushed awkwardly, as if realizing something.
He hurried to explain:
“No, no, let’s wait until we get back… Uh~ I mean…”
Cheng Minghao became tongue-tied, sneaking a glance at the surrounding classmates, then explained:
“I mean, it’s fine to talk about other things later, but for now… let’s focus on filling out our applications, and discuss your medical problem!”
Cheng Minghao emphasized the serious matter, his flushed face turning serious and stiff.
“Oh~ got it.”
Lin Qingya whispered, blushing and lowering her head further.
“Then let’s wait until we get back. I can definitely… satisfy you.”
“Ah! The application—um, how much is your school’s tuition per semester? Did you check?”
Cheng Minghao changed the subject.
Lin Qingya blushed and replied:
“No, I just finished filling it out. Even if I don’t have the money, I can just try submitting it first.”
Cheng Minghao nodded, glancing slightly to the left, not daring to look directly at Lin Qingya’s enticing red face as he explained:
“I’ll skip it. I won’t fill out the application.”
Though he said he wouldn’t, he just hadn’t filled it out in detail.
He still mentioned wanting to join the military.
From a physical standpoint, Cheng Minghao was so capable, there was no way he’d fail the physical requirements.
So him joining the army felt like a done deal.
After finishing the mock applications, Cheng Minghao went to find the homeroom teacher to ask about the financial aid.
“Teacher, I wanted to ask about the financial aid.”
Cheng Minghao asked.
“Mm,”
The homeroom teacher nodded.
“It’s been approved. Once you register at the university, it will be issued immediately. Just coordinate with your university advisor—it’s fine to pay tuition a little late.”
As he spoke, the homeroom teacher glanced at his phone, then said,
“I have something else to do. I’m leaving first.”
He finished, then turned and walked off quickly.
Left behind were Lin Qingya and Cheng Minghao, looking at each other.
Cheng Minghao frowned.
“Looks like I have to enroll in university before they give me the financial aid? Then if I join the army…”
Before Lin Qingya could comfort him, Cheng Minghao said:
“It’s fine. I’ll support you through university as a soldier. Let’s go home.”
Hearing this, Lin Qingya hesitated, then nodded.
She buried her face in Cheng Minghao’s chest.
Wrapping her arms around his waist, she let him hold her slender waist as the two leaned on each other and went home.
After asking about the financial aid, a few more days passed.
With the real applications submitted, the college entrance exam was finally over.
That day at home, Lin Qingya was wearing a see-through black silk camisole, kneeling between Cheng Minghao’s legs, working.
She first took a sip of pure milk, then gently and tenderly bent forward, continuing her work.
Meanwhile, Cheng Minghao was shirtless, even bare-bottomed, sprawled out as he studied the military enlistment physical exam process.
He rested his legs on Lin Qingya’s shoulders, holding his phone and explaining:
“Tomorrow is the physical. Want to send me off to the exam? Hmm? Little glutton, want to come?”
“Uuuuu~”
Lin Qingya was too busy to reply clearly.
Seeing her position, Cheng Minghao understood her answer as she nodded while kneeling.
She agreed.
Thinking of this, Cheng Minghao stroked and pressed Lin Qingya’s head, mischievously teasing her.
Lin Qingya frowned, then relaxed with a faint, aggrieved expression, letting him do as he pleased.
Because of the humiliation, her face turned even redder, cheeks tightly pressed.
The next day arrived.
Below the apartment building, Cheng Minghao was still waiting for Lin Qingya to return.
Early that morning, Lin Qingya had rushed out, claiming she had a surprise for him.
Who knew what she was up to.
Soon, the answer appeared before Cheng Minghao.
Lin Qingya approached, wearing a Black Qipao that exposed her thighs and arms, her face flushed with embarrassment, drawing the gaze of countless men.
The qipao she wore seemed familiar to Cheng Minghao, like the cheap employee uniform from the nearby hotel.
She’d actually ‘borrowed’ it.
Borrowed was just Cheng Minghao’s guess, but it didn’t matter anymore.
Cheng Minghao smiled at Lin Qingya, stepping closer.
“You’re back? Let’s go, send me off one last time.”
He was joking, reaching out to take her soft hand.
But Lin Qingya glared at him, clearly displeased.
She spoke up, scolding him.
“You’re just joining the army, not going to war. Do you want me to be a widow? Black widow? I’ll bite you to death when we get home! Ah~!”
Lin Qingya pouted, threatening him, opening her ‘bloody mouth’, her cherry lips.
Her eyes flickered toward a certain part between Cheng Minghao’s legs.
Cheng Minghao shivered at her gaze, feeling both scared and oddly expectant.
Unfortunately, once he joined the army, the two would be separated.
The warmth of her soft mouth would be lost to him.
Quickly grabbing Lin Qingya’s hand, Cheng Minghao led her forward toward their destination.
“Let’s hurry,”
Cheng Minghao tried to change the subject.
“We might not have enough time, and there’s a long way to go.”
As he spoke, the two walked toward the recruitment center, bathed in the morning light of their impending farewell.
By the time the military physical was over, it was already noon.
Cheng Minghao hugged Lin Qingya on the way home, planning to eat a big meal first—and then have another round of fun.