This humble Taoist priest wants to take the college entrance exam.

Chapter 216 Each Has Its Own Sourness

The lively hot pot meal lasted until after 8 p.m.

The three girls and the cat were all quite full, and they leaned back in their chairs, rubbing their bulging bellies, too satisfied to move.

Chen Shi'an continued, putting the remaining ingredients from the plate into the pot to blanch them, and then leisurely continued eating.

"What's wrong? Are you all full already?"

"Mmm, I'm so full... Taoist priest, please finish the rest."

"Then I won't leave any for you guys, you're all so fragile."

"You eat too much!"

The three girls were all convinced. They had never seen Chen Shi'an eat much on ordinary days, but they never expected that he could eat so much when the meal time was extended, and his mouth never stopped.

Finally finishing off all the food, Chen Shi'an contentedly tore off a tissue to wipe his mouth.

Then look at the three girls; they're all lying on the sofa watching TV.

Lin Mengqiu sat on the far left, Li Wanyin sat in the middle, and Wen Zhixia sat on the far right.

Seeing Chen Shi'an stand up from the dining table, the three girls all looked at him.

"Shi'an, have you finished eating?" Li Wanyin asked.

"Yes, I've finished eating."

"Okay, you play with Zhizhi and Mengqiu, I'll take care of the tidying up."

"It's alright, Sister Wanyin, you should rest. I can take care of it."

As Chen Shi'an spoke, he was already efficiently cleaning up the leftovers.

Li Wanyin still couldn't sit still. She stood up from the sofa and went over to help Chen Shi'an tidy up.

After Li Wanyin left, only Wen Zhixia and Lin Mengqiu remained on the sofa.

The two girls exchanged a glance, feeling extremely uncomfortable sitting alone on the sofa together.

Almost simultaneously, the two girls stood up and came over to help clean up the dishes and the kitchen.

Why do you need so many people to clean up the dishes in the kitchen?
Seeing that the two girls were reluctant to leave, Chen Shi'an simply let the three of them cook in the kitchen.

He was happy to have some free time, so he went out to the living room, made a cup of tea, watched TV, and petted the cat.

By the time the three girls finished cleaning up the kitchen and came out, it was almost nine o'clock at night.

"Is Sister Wanyin going to set up her stall again tonight?" Wen Zhixia asked curiously.

"I won't be setting up my stall today. I'm giving myself a day off. I'll be resting tomorrow and will set up my stall during the day."

Lin Mengqiu checked the time and spoke first:
"Sister Wanyin, it's getting late, I need to go back now."

"Mengqiu, won't you stay a little longer? I was going to cut some fruit for you."

"Thank you, Sister Wanyin. Maybe next time."

"Okay, Shi'an, why don't you take Mengqiu home? It's getting late."

"Okay."

Chen Shi'an stood up from the sofa: "Is the class monitor going back?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll take it to you."

"……it is good."

If it were Sister Wanyin who brought it, Lin Mengqiu would naturally refuse. But seeing that Chen Shi'an wanted to bring it, she nodded and agreed.

After finishing, she glanced at Wen Zhixia, but Annoying Cicada acted as if she hadn't heard them talking.

Ah.

"Zhizhi probably isn't in a hurry to go back, right? Shall I cut some fruit for her to eat?"

"Okay! I'll be back later!"

Wen Zhixia then followed Li Wanyin to the kitchen to cut fruit.

Chen Shi'an took the trash with him and grabbed his keys.

Lin Mengqiu also brought her backpack.

Seeing that the girl was still only wearing the two pieces of clothing she had worn that afternoon, Chen Shi'an asked another question:
"It's very cold outside at night. Did the class monitor bring a jacket? If not, I can lend you my school uniform to wear."

Lin Mengqiu paused, instinctively tightening her grip on the backpack inside, where her coat was still hidden, but then she involuntarily shook her head.
"Did not bring……"

"Alright, then class monitor, you can wear my coat for now, so you don't catch a cold later."

"Oh……"

Chen Shi'an went into the house, took out his school uniform jacket, and handed it to Lin Mengqiu.

The girl took the coat, her small hands involuntarily squeezing the fabric, her heart inexplicably racing.

She wasn't in a hurry to put it on, so she just held it in her hand and followed Chen Shi'an, who was carrying a garbage bag, downstairs.

"Will we walk back?" she asked.

"Let's ride a bike, ride faster."

"it is good."

Just as Chen Shi'an said, at nine o'clock in the evening, the temperature outside was indeed very cold, and the night wind blew through my neck, making me feel chilly.

Lin Mengqiu followed him to the parking shed. Only then did she put down her backpack and put on Chen Shi'an's school uniform jacket.

The same style, but Chen Shi'an's school uniform jacket was much bigger than her own jacket.

After putting on the coat, the hem covered her thighs, and the two long sleeves drooped out. She couldn't help but sway them, feeling like a female opera singer in a long robe.

While Chen Shi'an was pushing his bicycle out with his back to her, Lin Mengqiu raised her arm and gently smelled the fabric of her sleeve.

A faint scent of his wafted into her nostrils, causing her pretty face to blush slightly.

Seeing Chen Shi'an get into the car and turn to look over, Lin Mengqiu quickly followed.

"Squad leader, get on the bus."

"...How does Wen Zhixia usually sit?"

"what?"

"When you drove her home."

"Oh."

Chen Shi'an was taken aback and said, "It didn't sit much. Xiao Zhi sat however it wanted, sometimes upright, sometimes sideways, and sometimes backwards."

"???"

Why is it that even riding a bicycle can be so incredibly fun for these annoying cicadas?

If Chen Shi'an hadn't mentioned it, Lin Mengqiu wouldn't have imagined that there were so many ways to sit on a bicycle. She had already ridden on Chen Shi'an's bicycle before, and seeing that Fanren Chan was already sitting like that, she wanted to sit like that too.

The girl stood on tiptoe, holding onto the back seat with one hand and awkwardly supporting Chen Shi'an's waist with the other, before sitting sideways on the back of his bicycle.

Feeling a bit awkward with her arm resting on Chen Shi'an's side, Lin Mengqiu mustered her courage and, with a slightly stiff movement, wrapped her arm around Chen Shi'an's waist from in front of his abdomen.

A cool night breeze brought a touch of warmth. The girl's arms were wrapped around his waist, her fingertips secretly clenching his clothes. She didn't dare to use too much force, yet she was reluctant to let go. Her palms could feel the warm waistline beneath his clothes, which undulated slightly with his cycling movements, as if tapping on her heartbeat.

The wind billowed Chen Shi'an's clothes slightly, and his warmth and scent entered Lin Mengqiu's nostrils.

The class monitor's face was already bright red.

She even secretly tightened her grip on his waist.

But Chen Shi'an in front of him didn't react at all to these little tricks!
Ahhhhh!

That annoying cicada must have done this before! And more than once! Otherwise, why wouldn't that stinky Taoist priest react at all, acting as if it were commonplace?!
What on earth has this annoying cicada been doing to that stinky Taoist priest all this time?!

Why can't you be a little more reserved like her!
Lin Mengqiu tentatively pressed her face gently against Chen Shi'an's back; with each step closer, her ears grew hotter.
With each inch her arms tightened around his waist, her head dropped ten degrees, until all she could see was the road rushing backward beneath the wheels…

As if a switch had been flipped, Chen Shi'an finally responded and spoke:
"Is the class monitor cold?"

"……Um."

"Okay, then I'll ride slower."

"~~~?"

and many more……!
wrong……!
Why do you have this conditioned reflex where I hug you tightly, and you so naturally assume I'm cold and then slow down your ride?!

Heaven knows how complicated the girl's feelings were at that moment, but it has to be said, the modified stinky Taoist priest was really effective...

Of course, taking the class monitor home is different from taking Xiaozhi home. Most of the time, the girl hides in the back quietly and doesn't say a word.

When there was nothing to talk about, Chen Shi'an wouldn't try to start a conversation. He would just quietly ride with her until he took her home.

A slight braking sound rang out, and the road that had been steadily rolling backward came to a stop in her field of vision. Lin Mengqiu looked up and realized that Chen Shi'an had already driven her into the residential area and even dropped her off at the bottom of her building.

"The squad leader has arrived."

"Oh……"

Lin Mengqiu suddenly regretted it. She should have let him take her for a drive along the West River before coming back. She never expected time to pass so quickly.

Even though they had arrived home, at that moment, the girl was still reluctant to let go.

Lin Mengqiu only let go of his waist and jumped off the back seat of his car when Chen Shi'an turned around and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

When I landed, my legs felt inexplicably weak, and I even stumbled a little.

The girl felt a little embarrassed, brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and whispered:

Thank you. I'm leaving now.

"...Hey, class monitor, my clothes."

"Have you washed yet?"

"No ah."

"...I've worn it. I'll wash it for you and bring it to you tomorrow."

After saying that, without waiting for Chen Shi'an's agreement or not, Lin Mengqiu quickly turned around and went upstairs.

……

After dropping off his class monitor at home, Chen Shi'an had just ridden back to the entrance of his residential compound when he saw a small figure under a streetlamp kicking pebbles listlessly. It was Wen Zhixia.

"Taoist priest!"

As soon as Wen Zhixia saw him, she immediately hopped over like a cheerful little bird, "Why did it take you so long to see your class monitor off? I've been waiting for ages!"

"It's quite a long way. Why did you run all the way down? Wasn't Sister Wanyin cutting fruit?"

"It's all cut up and we've finished eating. It's already 9:30."

"That's just right."

Chen Shi'an patted the back seat. "Get in the car, I'll take you home."

"Since we have nothing else to do, Taoist priest, how about we go for a stroll along the West River?"

"also."

Wen Zhixia happily sat in the back seat of Chen Shi'an's car, putting her hands in his pockets.

Immediately afterwards, she rested her head against Chen Shi'an's back, rubbing against him like a small animal, trying to find the most comfortable position.

With each breath, a faint, cool fragrance, not belonging to Chen Shi'an's original scent, drifted into her nose.

The girl frowned.

dislike!

As expected, the Ice Cube Spirit just caused trouble!

The Taoist priest's clothes were covered in the fragrance of her hair. Under the light of the street lamp, she even managed to pick out a long strand of hair from Chen Shi'an's clothes.

I'm furious!

……

After driving Wen Zhixia for a stroll along the Xijiang River and then dropping her off at home, Chen Shi'an arrived home at 10:30 p.m.

The lights and TV were on in the living room, and there was a faint sound of a faucet being turned on coming from the direction of the bathroom.

He changed into slippers and had just placed the keys in the small dish in the entryway when the bathroom door clicked open.

Li Wanyin came out wearing a soft, light-colored nightgown, carrying with her the warmth of the water and the faint scent of shower gel.

She was drying her wet hair with a towel, a few glistening water droplets still clinging to the ends, sliding down her fair neck and into her collar.

"Shi'an's back?"

Li Wanyin looked up and saw him, her lips curving into a gentle smile, her voice carrying the relaxed feeling of someone who had just taken a bath:
"Have Zhizhi and Mengqiu arrived home yet?"

"Yes, we're home."

Chen Shi'an responded and used a toothpick to pick up a piece of cut fruit and put it in his mouth.

"Has Sister Wanyin finished taking a shower?"

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing Li Wanyin frequently clutching her lower back, Chen Shi'an casually asked, "Wanyin, is your lower back still sore today? Would you like another massage?"

The older sister's face gradually flushed, and she nodded gently.

"I stood all day watching the game, and my skin is definitely a bit sore!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)