The Cat's Tail Stands High

The group waited in the corridor for a while before they saw Xia Yanchun coming downstairs with another girl.

Only after they left the teaching building together did they dare to speak loudly.

"Class rep, did your Chinese exam go smoothly?"

"Yeah, this exam was pretty easy."

"Are you all that overpowered? Let me see your test paper."

"Here."

"Hmm... Wow, your answers are the same as Shen Nian's. That makes it even more of a sure thing."

With two top-scoring straight-A students having the exact same answers as her, her multiple-choice questions were almost entirely correct. Thirty-six points were in the bag, so Han Wenxin was naturally thrilled.

Li Shiyan also curiously checked her answers; it seemed her multiple-choice questions were all correct too.

They ate a meal together.

Boarding students could return to their dorms to rest, but day students like Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun had no choice but to leave the school.

"Going back to sleep?" Shen Nian stopped his bike in front of a milk tea shop.

"Yeah." Xia Yanchun nodded from the backseat.

"Do you want to buy a drink?"

"No, drinking milk tea or fruit tea at noon makes it hard to fall asleep. Just buy one for yourself."

"Alright then, I'll just buy one."

Shen Nian quickly bought a large cup of fruit tea. He was going to hang it on the hook, but Xia Yanchun reached out and took it, saying she would hold it for him.

But as soon as Shen Nian started driving, Xia Yanchun rested her little head on his shoulder.

"Hehe, I want to eat some of the fruit, I'm opening it."

"I knew it..." Shen Nian chuckled. "Aren't you afraid you won't be able to sleep?"

"I'm not drinking it, just eating some fruit. It should be fine."

"If you can't sleep, I'll coax you to sleep."

"Ew, I don't need you to coax me."

Xia Yanchun stopped talking. She opened the tea in the backseat and sneakily ate the fruit pulp inside.

She ate a bucket of fruit tea as if it were a fruit bowl.

By the time they reached their residential compound, the fruit pulp inside had all been eaten by her. The full cup of fruit tea was now just tea.

"Here you go." Xia Yanchun's face was full of embarrassment.

"Very slick."

"Slick what slick, just drink it."

"..." Shen Nian's mouth twitched, too lazy to roast her.

He felt like even Xia Yanchun's words smelled like fruit.

Today was a workday, and Shen Yue was at work. Shen Nian simply didn't even go back to his own home, directly following Xia Yanchun to hers. He put on Uncle Xia's slippers, feeling quite pleased with himself.

"Did you sweat today?" Xia Yanchun poked his arm. If he got into bed without showering after sweating, she would be very disgusted.

"No."

"You better not have. I'm going to change." Xia Yanchun hummed and closed her bedroom door.

The blue and white school uniform was taken off, and Xia Yanchun put on a different short-sleeved shirt. She opened the door and glanced at Shen Nian, who was just about to sneak some ice cream.

"Still eating? Do you want to wash your face? There are wet wipes by the sink."

"I'll wash in a bit, let me eat something first."

"Just eat then."

"I'll be there soon!"

"..."

Xia Yanchun didn't close the door. She curled back up on the bed to enjoy the air conditioning, looking at her phone while waiting for Shen Nian.

As expected, she only had to wait a short while.

"You finished eating already?"

"Yeah, it was just a few bites, wasn't it?"

"Aren't you afraid of getting brain freeze?"

"A mere headache is nothing to worry about. Oh, Chunbao..."

Shen Nian said as he tried to hug her. Xia Yanchun quickly raised her foot and pressed it against Shen Nian's chest, stopping him from getting closer. She said in disgust, "Take your clothes off before getting into bed!"

"Okey-dokey."

"Wh-what are you doing! You don't need to take your pants off!" Xia Yanchun shyly covered her face, though the gaps between her fingers were wide enough to fit a universe.

Is it funny? I only see a pitiful pair of pants that had its clothing status revoked.

Calves count as legs, but pants somehow don't count as clothes. Shen Nian finally understood; it turned out the right of final interpretation belonged to Xia Yanchun.

Shen Nian clicked his tongue and ultimately only took off his top.

He hadn't noticed when Xia Yanchun kicked him earlier, but Shen Nian just now realized that Xia Yanchun had changed into shorts. Her legs were fair and soft, and paired with her current duck-sitting posture, Shen Nian was dazed for a moment.

"What are you looking at..." Xia Yanchun pulled the blanket over to cover her legs and glared fiercely at Shen Nian.

"Looking at your legs."

"Who asked you!"

"? Didn't you just ask?"

"I..." Xia Yanchun was left speechless. After a good while, she muttered, "That was a rhetorical question, not a literal one, do you understand?"

"I understand now," Shen Nian played dumb.

Seeing his well-behaved look, Xia Yanchun couldn't bring herself to continue scolding him.

When Shen Nian lay down, she pulled his arm over to use as a pillow, snuggling up close.

Thankfully Shen Nian didn't have body odor, otherwise she would definitely stay far away.

Damn Shen Nian, take this!

"...Do you have some kind of obsession with my armpit hair?" Shen Nian's face turned ashen. "If that's really the case, I'll start saving it up now and give you a whole box for your birthday."

If it wasn't out of affection, it was hard to explain why Xia Yanchun was always plucking his armpit hair.

"I'm going to throw up."

"Then why are you still pulling it?"

"Just curious," Xia Yanchun said lightly. "I've forgotten what it feels like to have armpit hair."

"I remember you had more armpit hair than me in middle school."

"That was just a sign of puberty. I grew a lot of body hair, but it started falling out slowly in the third year of middle school." Xia Yanchun rolled up her sleeve and held her arm horizontally in front of Shen Nian for him to see.

Her entire arm was fair and tender; only by looking closely could one see the fine peach fuzz on it.

As if to prove it, she raised her arm again and showed Shen Nian her armpit. The armpit hair that grew during puberty had completely fallen out by now. Growing hair was normal, but she cared about her appearance; even if it hadn't fallen out, she definitely would have shaved it off herself.

Girls cared about this sort of thing to some extent.

"Why is your skin so white?" Shen Nian held her hand, slipping his fingers through hers until their fingers were intertwined.

"Hmph, I don't go out in the sun, and I don't do manual labor. I stay in the classroom and at home every day, so how could I get tanned? Besides, you're pretty pale yourself."

"Because I'm about the same as you. I haven't even gone fishing this semester."

"Mhm..."

Xia Yanchun quietly rested her head in the crook of Shen Nian's arm, her soft cheek affectionately rubbing against his body. The pressure even caused her lips to pout slightly.

Shen Nian being shirtless like this was still a bit stimulating for her. Her eyes roamed over his body, her small face unnaturally heating up. Her fingers naturally touched Shen Nian's skin, tracing the muscular contours of his side waist bit by bit. As if thinking of something, her fingertips suddenly curled back as if burned by fire.

Shen Nian is so muscular.

Shen Nian felt a bit ticklish. Looking at the girl's silly appearance, he couldn't help but flex his muscles to tease her. The muscles in his arm flexed rhythmically, making Xia Yanchun's head bob up and down along with it.

"Mhm~"

Xia Yanchun dragged out the sound like she was acting spoiled, casually resting her leg on Shen Nian's leg.

If she had a cat tail, it would definitely be standing straight up right now.

Shen Nian's body stiffened slightly. Hesitating, his hand hovered before finally resting on Xia Yanchun's leg.

"Shen Nian, you are a perverted baby..."

"Wh-wh-what, who was the one that put their leg right under my hand?!"

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