Chapter 36: Having an Affair in Front of the Teacher

Provisional Title: The Ambiguity Under the Desk

With Cheng Minghao holding her hand, Lin Qingya hesitated, her brows furrowing.

She quickly shook off Cheng Minghao’s hand, the motion small and subtle.

But it was enough to make Cheng Minghao’s heart crack a little, filling him with anxiety, suppression, and even causing him to take a quiet deep breath.

“Classmate, move aside. I need to get in.”

Facing Cheng Minghao’s heartbreak, Lin Qingya only kept a cold face and spoke to him.

This simple phrase—move aside, I need to get in—was like a beam of sunlight piercing straight into Cheng Minghao’s heart.

Cheng Minghao felt as if he’d transformed into a baboon, joyfully howling under the sunlight on the vast green plains.

“Oh, oh, okay, please come in!”

Cheng Minghao replied, hurriedly moving his chair to let Lin Qingya in.

Lin Qingya glanced at the gap behind Cheng Minghao’s chair.

Between the chair back and the desk behind it, there was only a ‘small crack’.

“Get up, your butt’s too big, I can’t get through.”

Lin Qingya whispered, blushing.

At the same time, she pretended to nonchalantly tuck a strand of hair behind her right ear.

On the podium, the homeroom teacher suddenly coughed, drawing Lin Qingya and Cheng Minghao’s attention.

That single cough instantly pulled their wandering souls back to reality, reminding them there was still a teacher on the podium.

The two of them were a couple—at least, that’s how outsiders saw it.

Whether they could sit together still depended on the homeroom teacher’s decision.

This situation immediately caused Cheng Minghao’s earlier excitement to plummet into anxiety and hope.

The homeroom teacher looked at Lin Qingya and Cheng Minghao’s hesitation, and after a moment, his expression darkened.

“You two…”

“Not allowed!?”

Lin Qingya and Cheng Minghao thought at the same time, with Lin Qingya even murmuring it aloud.

She spoke softly, so the homeroom teacher seemed not to hear.

But it drew Cheng Minghao’s gaze to her.

The homeroom teacher continued sternly:

“Move quickly! The students behind you are waiting!”

“Oh, got it!”

Lin Qingya’s face instantly brightened, and she happily squeezed behind Cheng Minghao.

“Ah!”

Lin Qingya suddenly exclaimed.

Cheng Minghao hadn’t even enjoyed two seconds of happiness.

Lin Qingya, embarrassed and shy, said, “I’m stuck…You’re inside, how can you help me move the desk?”

She spoke softly, her face instantly reddening as she lowered her head to avoid Cheng Minghao’s gaze.

She didn’t even dare to look at the surrounding students or the teacher.

Her butt was so perky, it was mortifying.

To get stuck in the same spot twice—she was truly talented!

“Ah-hem!”

Cheng Minghao coughed awkwardly.

“Don’t panic, I’ll move the desk. Moving the desk in front is enough.”

Cheng Minghao negotiated with the girl in front, then shifted his own desk, encroaching into the front girl’s space.

Then he moved the chair, allowing Lin Qingya to squeeze through with relief and a red face to her original seat.

“Next, Wenjing!”

The homeroom teacher on the podium shook his head and called out to the next person.

The next was Lin Qingya’s former deskmate—the quiet girl named ‘Wenjing’.

Wenjing grinned at Lin Qingya, even glancing at her butt.

This made Lin Qingya bury her face in her arms, blushing.

Lin Qingya sprawled onto the desk, while Cheng Minghao silently admired the perfect, alluring lines of the girl.

The loose white casual outfit on Lin Qingya’s back stretched slightly tight.

Her chest and hips supported and drew a beautiful curve of a girl lying over the desk, pleasing to the eye.

Even the tips of Lin Qingya’s ears were red—clearly burning hot.

If not for being in the classroom, Cheng Minghao would have wanted to touch Lin Qingya’s ears, to tease and test her nerves.

He wanted to praise her figure—how curvy her butt was!

But right now~

It was a shame he couldn’t praise Lin Qingya.

Cheng Minghao only used the desk for cover and lightly rested his left hand on Lin Qingya’s thigh.

He didn’t go overboard, just gently patted and squeezed her thigh, drawing a glance from her.

Lin Qingya met his mischievous gaze.

She immediately rolled her eyes and let out a cold snort.

Then she freed her right hand and pushed Cheng Minghao’s left hand away.

But Cheng Minghao quietly, and a bit shamelessly, placed his hand on her right leg, lightly patting her right thigh, seeming to enjoy the feel.

This earned Lin Qingya another eye roll, but she helplessly ignored his subtle, sneaky move.

Let him touch.

After all, the moment she chose to sit beside Cheng Minghao, she’d already agreed to his longing and closeness.

Since she agreed to his desire for intimacy—

As long as it wasn’t anything outrageous in class or in front of the teacher.

Then she, Lin Qingya, could accept it.

As for Cheng Minghao, who was playing with her right thigh, the stimulation of being in class, in front of the teacher and classmates, only made his heart flutter more.

After going home, he would definitely tutor Lin Qingya more, as thanks for letting him get close.

Cheng Minghao whispered to Lin Qingya, leaning in to propose:

“Your English isn’t good. When we get back, I’ll teach you English.”

“Ah?! Oh! Mm!”

Lin Qingya, lying in her arms, pressed her chest to the desk.

She frowned slightly at first, then nodded her ponytail in agreement.

She was also surprised that Cheng Minghao was being honest with her thigh for once.

He didn’t secretly touch her under the teacher’s nose.

Instead, he properly rested his hand on her leg, quietly supporting her thigh.

Then he leaned in, talking and chatting with her.

“Hey, you two over there, don’t put your heads together. Your mouths are about to touch.”

The homeroom teacher suddenly warned from the podium.

“Huh? Who’s the homeroom teacher talking about?”

Lin Qingya asked in confusion.

“Seems like us.”

Cheng Minghao answered awkwardly, instantly pulling away to maintain proper distance.

“…Oh…”

Lin Qingya blushed and buried her face again, retreating into ostrich mode.

After school.

Night fell.

After the evening self-study, a cool night breeze blew.

Lin Qingya felt a hint of chill.

She walked home holding hands with Cheng Minghao, surrounded by classmates.

Unable to resist, she burrowed into Cheng Minghao’s embrace.

“What is it? Cold?”

Cheng Minghao asked, trying to take off his white-gray hooded jacket.

“Mm~ mm~ mm~ don’t~”

Lin Qingya stretched her words, shaking her head at Cheng Minghao.

She said, “Don’t catch a cold. Just let me borrow your body heat.”

Surrounded by the curious, envious, and scrutinizing gazes of their classmates.

Cheng Minghao was stunned, then chuckled softly, wrapping his arm around Lin Qingya’s slender waist.

He felt as if his relationship with Lin Qingya had advanced a little since she chose to stay.

Ever since he touched her thigh in class.

It felt like Lin Qingya’s shyness and avoidance had slightly faded.

The two hugged tightly, sharing warmth.

In the cold wind, their hearts beat faster as they walked home together.

At the bottom of the building, Cheng Minghao stopped.

“Hungry, right? Here~”

Cheng Minghao took out a key and handed it to Lin Qingya.

It was naturally his key—the only one.

“Go to my place and cook some noodles for me. I’ll be back later. Around midnight. Keep it for me. Eat some yourself too—don’t go hungry.”

Back when they lived together, both Cheng Minghao and Lin Qingya ate little at school for dinner, sometimes skipping dinner to study.

Once home, they’d eat cheap noodles for dinner.

That way, they could save more for the future.

Usually, Cheng Minghao would go home with Lin Qingya, but now he wasn’t returning right away.

This made Lin Qingya puzzled and worried—worried Cheng Minghao wouldn’t eat, and she herself wouldn’t have food to mooch.

Lin Qingya couldn’t help but ask with concern:

“Where are you going?”

“To work.”

Cheng Minghao smiled.

“I want to earn a bit more, spend a bit more, and live a bit better.”

In fact, on the way back, as he held Lin Qingya, Cheng Minghao had already decided.

If he wanted to give Lin Qingya a better life—

Setting aside other things, her illness needed money to treat.

Lin Qingya herself might not care, but Cheng Minghao wanted to earn money to help her.

It wasn’t that he wanted Lin Qingya to return to how she was before.

He just worried about her getting sick and harming her health.

But there was no need to explain all this in detail.

Saying too much would only burden her.

It would also make it seem like he was trying to win favor, and he didn’t want to upset Lin Qingya.

So he simply handed her the key and let her go home to cook noodles.

“Oh~ then I~ I’ll wait for you to come back.”

Lin Qingya lowered her head, her face suddenly a little red.

If Cheng Minghao would be back very late, and she stayed at his place waiting—

What did that make her?

A waiting wife?

Or should she just stay over, and enjoy another night of spring breeze?

Another night of tangled love?

Her heart was full of anxiety, and even expectation.

Lin Qingya nodded, smiling as she took the key.

She turned and went upstairs to watch the house for Cheng Minghao.

Back at the door, Lin Qingya twisted the key and stepped into the entryway.

Suddenly, Lin Qingya cried out in surprise, startled.