The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 130 Cuteness is nothing compared to sexiness

Time flies. The leaves on the trees are turning yellow little by little, and the air is getting colder and colder.

The early winter wind carried a chill, and the sunlight slanted across the school buildings, creating a serene beauty of seasonal transition.

November is drawing to a close.

Friday afternoon.

In the classroom, Wang Shishi could no longer contain her excitement, constantly looking up at the clock to confirm the end of school time.

"get out of class is almost over, get out of class is almost over," she murmured softly, her eyes sparkling.

Liu Wuyang sent a message saying that she had already parked her car at the school gate. After school, they would head straight to the airport to fly to Jinling.

For this trip, Wang Shishi meticulously prepared an extra-large suitcase. It was almost completely filled with her cosmetics, toiletries, skincare masks, and various carefully selected outfit combinations.

In contrast, Chu Jiuli's luggage seemed much more ordinary. She only brought a medium-sized suitcase.

Zhang Muchen's travel preparations, on the other hand, were much simpler and more straightforward.

He only carried a backpack, which contained a change of clothes, two pairs of underwear and socks, and a small bottle of facial cleanser.

Nothing else.

For him, staying for only two nights didn't require any special preparation. Bringing two pairs of spare underwear was already considered the highest level of courtesy a man could offer.

Moreover, last night he performed the ultimate ritual for men before leaving the house: not deer.

……

The hands of the clock moved slowly, gradually aligning precisely with "12". The wall clock ticked, but the classroom bell always seemed to be a few beats behind.

Wang Shishi had been sitting still for a long time, her head down, silently counting down the seconds in her mind.

Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one—

A dozen seconds after the hands overlapped, the crisp sound of the school bell finally rang.

"Jingle Bell--"

As the bell rang, the teacher on the podium walked out of the classroom.

Wang Shishi stood up abruptly.

She excitedly grabbed Chu Jiuli's arm, her eyes lighting up: "Let's go, let's go!"

Before Chu Jiuli could fully react, she was dragged towards the back door.

Wang Shishi walked quickly to the back corner of the classroom, skillfully dragging her huge suitcase.

The wheels of the box clattered on the tiles with a crisp, clear sound.

Chu Jiuli looked helplessly at Wang Shishi, who was happier than if she had won a million dollars, and quickened her pace to keep up with her.

Zhang Muchen lazily walked behind them, carrying a bag on one shoulder and yawning as she went.

Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder from behind.

"Hey, master, wanna play pool tonight?"

A familiar voice rang out, and Zhang Muchen turned his head to see Liu Ziyang.

"No, I'm going to Jinling," Zhang Muchen replied calmly, raising his chin slightly.

"Jinling? With whom?"

Zhang Muchen didn't speak, but simply raised his chin, gesturing for him to look at the two slender figures in front of him.

Liu Ziyang was taken aback: "Master, taking two girls out to play? Can you handle it?"

Zhang Muchen didn't reply, but simply stretched out his right hand and waved it gently in the air.

Liu Ziyang thought this was a gesture indicating that he was "too busy," and breathed a sigh of relief: "I knew it, you definitely wouldn't be able to handle it."

Zhang Muchen suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Yangza, what I mean is that you should see my fingers."

Liu Ziyang looked at Zhang Muchen with a puzzled expression as he put his four fingers together and his thumb slightly tucked in.

"I mean not two, but four."

Liu Ziyang: "."

"The third girl has arrived."

Zhang Muchen gently raised his chin, gesturing for Liu Ziyang to look at Chu Youting, who was walking out of the classroom.

She quietly carried a small suitcase, wore red-rimmed glasses, and had her hair neatly braided.

She walked at a leisurely pace, exuding a well-behaved air.

"This one... looks pretty ordinary." Liu Ziyang glanced at her a few times and asked doubtfully, "You like this kind of plain-looking girl with glasses?"

Zhang Muchen shook his head, his expression meaningful: "Yang Za, your skills are still too shallow. You need to see through the phenomena to the essence."

Liu Ziyang scratched the back of his head, his eyes once again intently scrutinizing Chu Youting's back.

She was walking right behind Chu Jiuli, slightly shorter, but with surprisingly similar proportions.

One has long, flowing hair, the other has braided hair. But if you look closely, their waistlines, leg shapes, and even the lines of their shoulders are somewhat similar.

Liu Ziyang frowned, as if he had realized something.

"Master, what is its essence—"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Muchen had already turned and left, as if deliberately interrupting his question.

"Hey, Master. You still haven't told me what the true nature of things is? And who is the fourth girl?"

Zhang Muchen didn't turn around; he simply slung his bag over one shoulder, his tall figure standing out conspicuously in the crowd.

Suddenly, he paused, turned slightly to the side, and glanced back at Liu Ziyang.

"Yangza, guess for yourself."

After saying that, he turned around without looking back and steadily followed the three girls in front of him.

A breeze blew through the corridor, carrying with it the clamor of students hurrying by.

The setting sun shone at the end of the corridor, casting a long, long shadow of Zhang Mu, who was carrying a backpack.

Liu Ziyang stood there, stunned, watching Zhang Muchen's figure disappear into the crowd.

He glanced at his backpack, which was neatly slung over his shoulders, hesitated for a moment, and then quietly slipped the left shoulder strap off, leaving only the right shoulder strap hanging down.

He shrugged his shoulders and straightened his chest slightly. Then he glanced at his reflection in the windowpane a few times.

"It looks pretty cool to carry it on one shoulder like this."

Liu Ziyang took a long photo of the glass and sent it to Lin Cheng.

[How about it, pretty handsome, right?]

After a while.

Lin Cheng: [Idiot]

high speed.

The setting sun cast its golden rays obliquely onto the car window.

Liu Wuyang sat in the driver's seat, her hands gripping the steering wheel. In the passenger seat, Zhang Muchen leaned back lazily, his gaze lingering on Liu Wuyang without leaving a trace.

She was wearing sunglasses, the mirrors reflecting the orange-red glow of the setting sun.

Beneath her high, straight nose were bright red lips, and she wore her usual favorite white shirt.

"These sunglasses really suit her," Zhang Muchen thought.

His gaze followed Liu Wuyang's silhouette downwards, finally landing on her beautiful legs encased in black stockings.

Her legs were slender and long, with smooth lines like those of a model in a magazine.

In the middle of the back row, Wang Shishi was chatting and laughing, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons. She was wearing a sweatshirt with a cartoon print, a stark contrast to the mature and sexy woman in the front row.

Zhang Muchen glanced back.

Tsk, cuteness is indeed worthless in the face of sexiness.

Then, he turned his gaze to Chu Youting, who was standing next to Wang Shishi.

She appeared much quieter, with her long hair braided into pigtails and wearing a simple sweater.

However, the bulge in her chest is still quite noticeable.

"A big bust can be cute, but it can also beat sexiness," Zhang Muchen silently added to herself.

"Hey buddy, what are you looking at?" Wang Shishi asked with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"It's nothing." Zhang Muchen turned her head back.

It's best if you know as little as possible about things that are big or small.

Otherwise, you'll easily become self-conscious.

Airport, Air China CA869.

Passengers gradually took their seats in the cabin. Liu Wuyang's gaze lingered on Zhang Muchen, who was following closely behind her.

She had just found her seat when Zhang Muchen sat down in the empty seat next to her.

Liu Wuyang was slightly taken aback.

Wang Shishi sent a message on my phone.

[Sorry, Teacher Liu, I chose to seat you and your buddy together.]

Liu Wuyang locked the screen and turned to look at Zhang Muchen, who was chewing gum beside her.

She narrowed her eyes: "Zhang Muchen, was this your doing?"

"what?"

Zhang Muchen scratches his head like a panda.

(End of this chapter)