Sister, can I be a maid too?

"Director Wang..." he sighed dejectedly, "Is this alright?"

"Alright, alright."

Director Wang was both amused and exasperated, his gaze then falling on the comic books and magazines.

"These books are yours too? Or were they brought for someone else?"

“They’re all mine,” Jiang Yubai immediately became alert. “Director, you said you wouldn’t pursue the matter after we finished eating.”

Director Wang gave him a disapproving look:

"I've confiscated them all, you don't have any objections, right?"

"No objection, no objection."

Jiang Yubai dared not have any objections.

Director Wang then stopped smiling and his tone became serious:

"Jiang Yubai, it's a school rule that food is not allowed in the classroom."

"Some students are in a hurry and secretly bring a steamed bun or bread. The teachers usually turn a blind eye when they see it—it's tough in the senior year of high school, and it's understandable to replenish some energy."

He paused, then looked both amused and exasperated:

"But isn't it a bit excessive to bring forty or fifty steamed buns into the classroom all at once?"

"It's not just your Class 3; Classes 4 and 5 next door smell like steamed buns as soon as you walk in the morning. If you didn't know better, you'd think there was a breakfast stall downstairs in the teaching building."

This time, Jiang Yubai nodded obediently.

"I understand, I understand, I won't do it again next time."

"Okay, good that you understand... We definitely can't give these buns back to you, since it's against school rules."

Jiang Yubai's lips twitched, but then he saw Director Wang hand him a hundred-yuan bill and casually said:

"You should return the money for breakfast to them, and after class tell them to go to the convenience store and buy something to eat so they don't go hungry."

".......Okay."

Jiang Yubai accepted the money and then asked:

"Director Wang, may I leave now...?"

"Hurry up and let's go to morning reading."

"receive."

Jiang Yubai immediately grabbed his bag, which contained only a few exam papers, and dashed out of the office.

Only when he stood in the corridor in front of the classroom did he turn around and take a long breath.

To be honest... he originally thought his parents would be called in or something.

After all, he's in his senior year of high school, so it's unlikely he'll be punished in his academic record. But given the scale of his "large-scale smuggling of steamed buns," it's almost certain that his parents will be called to the school for a talk.

Actually, he wasn't that afraid, since his parents probably wouldn't get really angry unless it was a matter of principle.

They might verbally promise the teacher they'll discipline him properly, but when they get home they'll happily praise him for his business acumen and how he knows how to take care of his classmates.

Of course, the fact that I was able to pass this time so easily was mostly due to my good grades.

She was good at math and was the class representative that Zhang Shufang had always valued. If Teacher Zhang asked Director Wang for her opinion, Director Wang would likely give her some face.

Silently thanking Master Zhang in his heart, Jiang Yubai slung his schoolbag over his shoulder and walked back into the classroom.

As soon as I entered the room, the sparse sounds of morning reading stopped abruptly, and all eyes turned to me.

After all, he's been doing this for so long that at least 90% of the students in the class have asked him to bring them breakfast.

Jiang Yubai, of course, knew what they were worried about, and cleared his throat:

"It's okay, I didn't betray you. I told you I bought the comic book magazines myself."

A small cheer erupted from the classroom, and two boys in the corner breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed they were the buyers of the comics and magazines.

Jiang Yubai paused, then added a sentence

"However... I'm definitely out of breakfast here, and I won't be doing it anymore. Come find me after class and I'll refund your money."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of sighs erupted in the classroom.

Although even the most delicious food can become tiresome eventually, we're still far from getting tired of it.

After giving his instructions, Jiang Yubai didn't say anything more and went straight back to his seat.

As soon as I sat down, a draft notebook was quietly pushed over to me.

A line of small print was written on it:

"Are you alright? What did Teacher Zhang say?"

Turning his head, he saw Lin Jianxia tilting her head to look at him, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

Jiang Yubai deliberately put on a worried expression and wrote on his draft notebook:

"Sigh... the punishment is quite severe..."

Upon seeing this sentence, Lin Jianxia visibly panicked, bit her lower lip, and quickly typed back:

"Is it going to result in punishment? How about I go to the office with you after class and say I was involved too? If we both get punished, it should be less serious, right?"

Looking at the reply on the draft, Jiang Yubai blinked, no longer in the mood to tease her.

"Okay, okay, I was just kidding. It's nothing, Director Wang just made me eat three steamed buns on the spot and let me come back."

Lin Jianxia: "?"

"Jiang Yubai! What kind of time is this to be making jokes like this? What happened? It shouldn't be serious enough to warrant probation, right?"

Lin Jianxia glared at him angrily, gritting her teeth.

Damn it, still joking at a time like this? What do you mean by letting someone go after eating three steamed buns on the spot? At least come up with a decent reason!

But the draft returned to her made her pause in surprise.

"Our teacher Zhang put in a good word for me, and he gave me three big steamed buns! I'm so full I could burst."

—Really?

Lin Jianxia looked over with a mixture of belief and doubt.

Seeing that she still didn't believe him, Jiang Yubai simply picked up the draft paper again and quickly wrote down a sentence:

"Really, really, I'm about to burst from being so full. If you don't believe me, feel my belly; it's round and round."

Lin Jianxia frowned, turned her head to look at him for a while, and her gaze fell on his abdomen.

Jiang Yu rolled her eyes, then pulled off her thick winter school uniform coat, revealing the sweater underneath, her meaning crystal clear.

—If you don't believe me, come and touch it.

This was originally just a statement, meaning that since I've gone to such lengths, you should believe me now.

As Jiang Yubai had envisioned, Lin Jianxia, ​​seeing his unwavering resolve, finally believed him, and the two happily began discussing the next topic.

But Lin Jianxia, ​​who was beside him, pursed her lips, stared at his sweater for a few seconds, her ears turned red, and suddenly she made a move.

Before Jiang Yubai's stunned gaze, the girl stretched out her small hand, slowly slipped it under the hem of her sweater, and pressed it firmly against his stomach.

Jiang Yubai: "??????"

No, you actually touched it?

Chapter 145: Choose Me or Wanwan?

"..."

"..."

Their eyes met, and Jiang Yubai's expression was rather indescribable, while Lin Jianxia's expression was slightly blank, as if she hadn't quite come to her senses yet.

He even felt the little hand on his stomach gently press down and then stroke around it.

...The itching was so intense that he almost couldn't hold back.

"Have you touched enough?"

Jiang Yubai's tone was subtle.

Blinking her eyes, Lin Jianxia seemed to suddenly wake up, her ears turning bright red, and she quickly pulled her hand away.

"Now you know I was telling the truth."

Jiang Yubai spoke softly.

Lin Jianxia was in no mood to answer his question. After realizing what she had done, she felt like her brain was about to shut down.

—Lin! See you! Summer!

—What the hell are you doing?!

She suppressed her embarrassment and tried to focus her attention elsewhere...

Actually, actually, I just felt that his stomach was only slightly bulging, but it actually seemed like he really had abdominal pain... Stop! Hold on!!

Lin Jianxia was in a state of utter confusion, while Jiang Yubai opened his mouth, hesitated, and finally couldn't hold back:

"No, you actually touched it?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jianxia's barely suppressed embarrassment instantly exploded.

She glared at Jiang Yubai, snatched the draft paper, and wrote:

"Didn't you tell me to touch you!?"

...I told you to touch it, so you touched it... Okay, okay, then this one's on me.

Jiang Yubai smacked his lips and wrote again:

"I told you to feel around outside the sweater, so why... are you putting your hand inside?"

Lin Jianxia looked at the words and was speechless with bitterness.

—Back then, who would have thought of that? Who could feel a round belly through a sweater?