How Can This Relationship Be Both Good and Bad

As the kiss landed, Xia Yanchun stopped being annoyed with Shen Nian, a small peony blooming in her heart.

Doing something secretive with the person she liked in a place where no one could see them made Xia Yanchun's heart race. The growing emotions merged with the joy of welcoming the spring, making her feel like a fluffy cotton cloud floating in the sky.

"Mhm..."

Xia Yanchun's small face was still buried in Shen Nian's neck. Not really wanting to look up, her lips playfully brushed against Shen Nian's relatively sensitive spots little by little, causing his eyelids to twitch and him to bare his teeth.

Shen Nian narrowed his eyes and stroked the back of Xia Yanchun's head. "Chunbao..."

"Hehe..."

Xia Yanchun looked up, lowering her brows at Shen Nian. The corners of her eyes held a mix of shyness and charm, radiating the unique intellectual beauty of a young girl.

It was obvious she was doing it on purpose...

Shen Nian understood Xia Yanchun too well. His hands groped around beside him, quickly grabbing a pillow and stuffing it between his legs.

Xia Yanchun felt shy. She quickly helped Shen Nian straighten the bedsheets, pretending nothing had happened.

Without realizing it, teasing Little Shen Nian had almost become her daily routine; she wanted to mess with him every few days.

She was so bad...

Xia Yanchun admitted that she was quite bad a lot of the time. No wonder Shen Nian always called her a bad woman.

At the most repressed and easily aroused age, sometimes her body moved before her brain could even process it...

But Shen Nian wasn't much better. Birds of a feather flock together; neither of them had the right to judge the other.

Thinking of this, the scales in Xia Yanchun's heart balanced out. She couldn't be the only bad one.

However, even if they were as bad as each other, it wasn't necessarily a good thing. Xia Yanchun reflected on her actions and decided to restrain herself properly in the future.

While restraining herself, she also had to supervise Shen Nian and stop him from getting handsy.

"Shen Nian, come down and help cook!"

Chen Minyue's voice was quite loud, and Shen Nian replied, "Got it!"

The relatives were about to arrive, so they had to start preparing the New Year's Eve dinner now. With all the meat and fish dishes, Chen Minyue and Shen Shi definitely couldn't handle it alone. Even Shen Yue, who didn't want to work, had to help out, let alone Shen Nian, whose cooking skills had been improving recently.

But Shen Nian couldn't stand up.

Shen Nian looked at Xia Yanchun in frustration.

"Mhm?" Xia Yanchun stood up and paced around the room with her hands behind her back, looking extremely innocent. "It's not my fault."

"Alright, alright, alright."

"I-it really can't be blamed on me. You couldn't control yourself either, kissing and hugging me. Who can you blame?"

"..."

It seemed like that was actually true, hehe.

Shen Nian bared his teeth. It seemed his self-control was still too weak.

He decided to re-download a certain immersive game and duel Ma Mingfan, challenging himself to remain emotionally stable after being patted on the head for half an hour.

It felt like it would be more effective than watching "Super Sweet Candy" twenty times with a straight face.

Xia Yanchun didn't want to make Shen Nian too embarrassed. Besides, relatives had arrived at her house too, so she went downstairs first, leaving Shen Nian alone to recover.

Throughout the afternoon, many cars were parked outside the two houses, even taking up the street opposite. The sound of firecrackers from the next street could be heard clearly from here.

Shen Nian went from being an assistant to the head chef. Many of the dishes were cooked by him: lots of fish and meat, as well as the endless supply of large oysters typical of a coastal town, specially caught large prawns from the farm, and crabs... That's what a New Year's Eve dinner was like.

Relatives were all coming over. Some would come in to help, while others chatted outside. This was the home turf; preparing a large table of food was truly overwhelming.

Most of the arrivals were relatives from Shen Shi's side, so Shen Shi could only sit outside and couldn't help.

It was a bit busy, but there were plenty of red envelopes. He got several in one go.

Shen Yue: "..."

Her hands were empty, her pockets were cold. How could this be?

Why was no one asking what year of college she was in? Was she already an office worker reeking of the corporate grind?

Sad.

She wished to sacrifice twenty years of her boss's life to return to being eighteen.

After finishing his work, Shen Nian greeted the loudly talking relatives in the living room one by one, then slipped out on his own to sit outside and wait for the remaining relatives to hand out red envelopes.

Usually, red envelopes were given upon the first meeting. Shen Nian was like a door god, collecting them with perfect accuracy.

He calculated in his head; it was already one thousand five hundred... The red envelopes this year were more than ever before.

There were also quite a few people next door. Shen Nian, with his sharp eyes, spotted Huang Shengqi and smiled, nodding at him.

Xia Yanchun brought out several plastic chairs. "We can't eat yet, so let's sit for a while."

Huang Shengqi pulled up a chair and sat down. He originally wanted to play a couple of games to kill time, but out of curiosity, he couldn't help but ask.

"Xia Yanchun, what was your score on the first mock exam?"

"Um... seven hundred and ten, I think."

Xia Yanchun had somewhat forgotten and gave an approximate score.

"Holy crap..." Huang Shengqi was dumbfounded upon hearing this.

For the first mock exam, the test papers for the First and Second High Schools were the same. The ranking in the first mock exam largely determined one's current standing in the entire province. A score of seven hundred like Xia Yanchun's would definitely put her on the leaderboard.

"What did you score?"

"Hehe... I overperformed, over six hundred and fifty..."

"That's also very impressive. You'll definitely have no problem getting into a good university." Xia Yanchun pointed to Shen Nian beside her. "Do you know what he scored? He also got over seven hundred."

"That impressive?"

"Yeah, last semester he only scored five hundred and fifty."

"??"

No way, bro, did you use cheats?

Holy cow, improving by one hundred and fifty points in one semester.

He thought improving from four hundred to five hundred and fifty was fine, and from five hundred to six hundred and fifty was acceptable, but the seven hundred level...

For someone who could only score five hundred and fifty, their foundation was right there. Could they really rely on hard work to reach seven hundred...

Exaggerated. This guy really had skills.

"I think I hear someone saying good things about me?" Shen Nian leaned lazily against the food stall chair. With all the chatter, he had heard everything.

"Hehe, give you a couple of compliments and you get carried away, huh?" Xia Yanchun put her hands on her hips.

"If I don't get carried away, then didn't you say it for nothing?"

"I can't be bothered with you, get lost."

"Am I in your way in front of my own house? Idiot."

"Go eat a big pile of crap!"

Huang Shengqi: ???

Wait, how did they start arguing, and cursing so fiercely?

How could their relationship be both good and bad?

The more Huang Shengqi looked, the more he felt something was off. He felt like they were just showing off their affection in his face.

He couldn't smile this New Year's Eve anymore.

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