After hanging up the video call,
Hu Yuying returned the phone to Long Aotian and whined while tattling, "Now even Wan Ning knows about it..."
"I’ll tickle Qingxue mercilessly when I see her this afternoon..."
Clenching her little fists with an expression that suggested Qingxue wouldn’t escape her grasp, she made Long Aotian unable to resist pinching her cheeks with both hands.
"Hu Yuying, were you raised on cuteness?"
Hearing this and seeing the undisguised affection in Long Aotian’s eyes, Hu Yuying’s damp eyes flickered slightly. "No, I was raised on food..."
Before she could finish, Long Aotian captured her lips.
She struggled symbolically for a moment before letting him have his way.
Suddenly, she sniffed the air and opened her eyes, then began pounding on Long Aotian’s chest. "Mmm... food... my food..."
Ignoring the lingering strand of saliva on her slightly reddened lips, Hu Yuying hurriedly stirred the ingredients in the pan.
"Phew, just in time..." She heaved a huge sigh of relief, seeing that she had managed to salvage the dish.
"It smells amazing."
Hu Yuying pouted and pinched Long Aotian’s waist lightly—this troublemaker had almost ruined the entire meal.
Long Aotian grabbed her hand and grinned, stealing another quick kiss on the corner of her lips before she could react.
"Long—"
Before she could speak, he kissed her again.
"You... mmm..."
"I... mmm..."
"..."
In the end, Hu Yuying’s face flushed crimson as she pressed her lips tightly together, refusing to say another word.
Mwah!
Hu Yuying whined, "I didn’t even say anything this time, and you still kissed me." She pretended to be unwilling, but after saying this, she closed her eyes slightly.
After waiting a moment without feeling the warmth of his lips, she peeked one eye open—only to see the annoying Long Aotian grinning at her.
"Why did you close your eyes? Were you waiting for me to kiss you? You’re such a tsundere little woman..."
His teasing made her already flushed face turn even redder.
Knowing he was deliberately making fun of her, she decided to go all out.
"Kiss you!"
With that, she grabbed his collar, pulled him toward her, and planted a loud mwah on his lips.
In the end,
the two sat before a slightly burnt dish, sharing a knowing smile.
"It’s all Long Aotian’s fault."
"Really? I wonder who was the one who started kissing without warning..."
Before he could finish, Hu Yuying covered his mouth. "You’re the worst, Long Aotian! Don’t say another word..."
"Or else I won’t let you eat the food."
"I can fill up on just rice."
Hu Yuying stomped her foot in frustration, then her eyes sparkled mischievously. "Then I won’t sleep with you tonight."
"Fine, I’ll stop talking," Long Aotian leaned in closer. "Now you’re using bedtime to threaten me..."
His breath tickled her ear, making her body go weak.
"You’re so annoying~" Her feigned resistance crumbled instantly under his nibbling.
After dinner and cleaning up, they left the courtyard together.
"My class ends at 8:30 PM. Will that conflict with your schedule?" Hu Yuying hugged Long Aotian’s waist from behind and whispered.
"No conflict. The moment you step out of University A, you’ll see me."
After his training session at University T, he only had one lecture from 5 to 6 PM, so there was no overlap.
"Remember to make some ginger tea when you get back to the dorm. I’ll buy you a thermos later..."
"I know," she giggled. "You treat me like I’m helpless. I’m only really tired on the first day—I’m fine by the second."
Since they were like family now, talking about such topics didn’t feel awkward at all.
Soon, they arrived at the gates of University A.
Hu Yuying got off the bike, took off her helmet, and handed it to Long Aotian.
After glancing around, she quickly pecked his cheek. "Bye, Long Aotian! Ride safely." Then she hurried toward the campus.
She didn’t dare look back—if she did, he’d see how flustered she was.
But she couldn’t resist stealing one last glance to see if he had left.
He hadn’t.
So she turned around and waved at him enthusiastically.
Back in the dorm, Hu Yuying obediently made herself a cup of ginger tea and changed her underwear.
Once freshened up, she received a message from her roommate on QQ.
Grabbing her things, she left the dorm.
When she arrived at the classroom and saw her roommate waving, she smiled and headed toward the saved seat.
Snap!
A pen snapped in half. Xue Shaohua’s lips trembled as he stared at Hu Yuying’s pale face, his heart aching with indescribable bitterness.
Damn it, how many times did they do it to make her this weak? This is insane!
At that moment, he really wanted to ask Hu Yuying if she had ever considered his feelings—if she knew how much he worried about her, how he hadn’t slept a wink last night.
But he held back.
Because last night, he and Ye Liangchen had agreed to keep Long Aotian away from Hu Yuying as much as possible, with Shen Mengjie’s help.
They would also gather more evidence of Long Aotian’s infidelity, enough to expose him as a scumbag. Surely Hu Yuying wouldn’t forgive him then.
Not just her—Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning would also see through that bastard Long Aotian!
They couldn’t let Long Aotian have another chance to sleep with Hu Yuying.
Absolutely not...
No one could truly understand Xue Shaohua’s feelings.
Faced with a girl he had fallen for at first sight,
a girl whose mere smile made his heart race like a startled deer,
a girl who embodied gentleness, kindness, innocence, and beauty—
he was utterly smitten.
The power of his "white moonlight" was beyond anyone’s imagination.
Sometimes, Xue Shaohua thought about giving up, but he couldn’t.
He couldn’t bear to watch the flawless, irreplaceable girl of his dreams share a bed with another man.
Jealousy consumed him. Why isn’t it me? If it were me, I’d never exhaust her like this...
The thought alone made his heart feel like it was being clawed at by a frantic cat—the agony was unbearable.
Sitting in the seat her roommate saved, Hu Yuying took out her phone and texted Li Qingxue, letting her know she was back at school.
Almost immediately, a reply message from Li Qingxue came through...
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end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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