The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

Shi Qianqiu restrained herself and walked away. Seeing him staring at her, she asked with suppressed emotion, "Do you want to kiss me?"

Chen Jingmo paused for a moment upon hearing this tone, then covered his face with his arm. "No need."

No kissing is needed.

It's just a kiss, why would you kiss someone?

Shi Qianqiu's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and after a long while, he hummed in agreement.

At 6:30, Lu Sui woke up in Shen Qinghuai's arms. This time, Shen Qinghuai woke up first. After their eyes met, Lu Sui sank down and hid under the covers. "Get out."

Shen Qinghuai lifted the shy baby from under the covers, gently poked his chin with his stubble, and after receiving a slap, got out of bed to find him clothes. He stood by the bed with his back to the baby, took the baby's pajamas, picked up the messy clothes on the floor, opened the door, and put them in the washing machine.

At 6:50, the nutritionist sent a message saying that she would arrive in ten minutes.

At seven o'clock, Shen Qinghuai accompanied Lu Sui to have a nutritious meal.

He ate quickly, and after finishing, he tidied up Lu Sui's things. Looking at the dolls drying on the balcony, he asked Lu Sui which one to give to Chen Jingmo. Lu Sui said he was pretending.

"Should I take the apron I sewed for you yesterday, or Chen Jingmo's?"

"Chen Jingmo".

Shen Qinghuai accidentally slipped his hand, and the apron fell to the ground. He also accidentally stepped on it. "Sorry, baby, the apron Chen Jingmo sewed for you got dirty. You can take the one I sewed for you first. I'll go wash this one."

Lu Sui: I saw the whole thing.

"oh."

He didn't want to take Shen Qinghuai's apron because he didn't want to get it dirty. He didn't care about the ugly apron sewn by Chen Jingmo, but since Shen Qinghuai wanted him to take the one he had sewn, then he would take it.

Shen Qinghuai casually tossed Chen's apron into the sink, walked over to the table and kissed Lu Sui, who was eating an egg pancake, several times. He then took Lu Sui's insulated lunchbox and filled it with milk and papaya milk tea made by a nutritionist, so that Lu Sui could have a snack if he got hungry.

The nutritionist delivered all three meals at once, one meal per container. They would pick up today's containers when they delivered the next day. Shen Qinghuai carried two containers in his crossbody bag and went downstairs to put them in the car. After coming back up, he put the plates and bowls in the dishwasher. While Lu Sui went to rinse her mouth, he swept the floor and then tied Lu Sui's hair. The two of them then drove to school.

To avoid being photographed while eating, Shen Qinghuai took Lu Sui to the classroom and then took the two food boxes to a private room on the third floor of the cafeteria before returning to his own classroom.

Wen Chengyu was talking to Yue Siwen.

"Ayu, why did you bring so much food? Did you buy it for School Heartthrob Shen? Why are there even rice crackers? That's so cliché."

"He bought it for him... but he forgot to bring it, so I brought it to him," Wen Chengyu said.

Yue Siwen clearly grasped the word "give," and looked at Wen Chengyu gossipy. Before she could finish speaking, she saw Shen Qinghuai. She patted Wen Chengyu and gestured with her chin towards the person behind her, "Shen, the school heartthrob, is here."

Wen Chengyu turned to look, called out to Shen Qinghuai, and put two large bags on the table for Shen Qinghuai to take away.

"Thank you," Shen Qinghuai said distantly.

"You're welcome." Wen Chengyu watched him walk past her and sit in the two rows behind, her heart aching slightly.

But Shen Qinghuai was already dating Lu Sui, so she had to restrain herself no matter what. Perhaps after a while, this feeling would dissipate. Moreover, she had emotional purity issues and couldn't accept that Shen Qinghuai liked boys, so this unrequited love ended there.

Yue Siwen's eyebrows twitched slightly, sensing the atmosphere between the two. She tugged at Wen Chengyu's sleeve, "Ayu, you two haven't made up yet?"

Wen Chengyu shook her head. "What do you mean by making up? We've always been like this. Sit down, class is about to start."

Chen Jingmo arrived just in time, and was driven there by Shi Qianqiu. He even ate the meal Shi Qianqiu made this morning. He was in a great mood today. Even when his uncle asked him a question and he couldn't answer it, he didn't retaliate when he got a flick on the forehead.

[Children's sneakers: Wow, is this Chen Jingmo today?]

[Dried longan is the best: Why do I feel like I'm going through puberty?]

[The teapot is empty: Whose spring are you thinking of?]

[Dried longan is the best: Who knows! But this morning I saw Chen Jingmo get out of a Maybach; he didn't even drive his Hongqi!]

[The stool that can do the splits: What's the big deal? His family is rich, they can definitely afford a Maybach.]

[Sea buckthorn is sweet: That's right.]

[The dried longan is the best: There's a man in there, he looks very young and is wearing frameless glasses. Even though it's just a blurry angle, I bet he's handsome!]

[Sea buckthorn is sweet: Could it be his brother?]

[The teapot is empty: Doesn't he only have a younger brother born to a stepmother? Where did he get an older brother?]

At this moment, Lu Sui was wearing the apron that Shen Qinghuai had sewn for him, lost in thought. Everyone else was drawing, and Zhou Zhao looked at each one, giving suggestions. When she got to Lu Sui, she waved her hand twice in front of him, "Why aren't you drawing?"

Of course, my wrist is sore.

Lu Sui glanced at him, "Are you very free?"

If you're not going to sell your paintings, why are you in their classroom?

Zhou Zhao not only came to this classroom, but also to the other classrooms. Lu Sui wasn't there on Friday, so he didn't know. After all, he was a professor, and he couldn't just wait for good paintings to be delivered to the art gallery every day. It was time for him to make some contributions and give the students some pointers.

But with that tone, Zhou Zhao gave a deathly smile, "Are you very dissatisfied with me?"

Lu Sui said, "No."

I'm so annoyed.

"Are you unsure how to begin writing? Do you need me—"

"I don't want to draw."

"...Student, do you not want today's credits?"

Lu Sui paused for a moment, picked up his paintbrush, and painted two bunches of roses in front of Zhou Zhao... the stamens looked just like the ones after he had plucked all the rose petals off last time.

Zhou Zhao: It's drawn quite well, but it's a bit perfunctory. However, the coloring habits seem familiar.

He walked forward with his hands behind his back, looking at other people's paintings of roses. When he came back, he saw that Lu Sui had added all the petals, one red and one pink. When he turned around and came back, Lu Sui added a small thorn under the red rose petal.

Zhou Zhao stood motionless beside Lu Sui. "Why are they painted different colors? Why are the thorns on the red rose pointing towards the pink rose?"

"The two bouquets of roses I had before were like that, for no particular reason," Lu Sui said. "You always overcomplicate things."

There is no reason why.

The thought process is complicated.

"...Was it really because we ran out of paint that you painted number 7 before?"

"Ask him."

"..." If I knew who he was, would I not ask?

Zhou Zhao pointed to a rather smelly pile of excrement in Jiang Xiu's painting and asked, "Why did you paint feces?"

"This is mud," Jiang Xiu said, pointing. "Withered vines, old trees, crows at dusk, and a lump of mud on the ground—doesn't it create a beautiful scene? I even drew a dry mud mound; if a crow stood on it to rest, it definitely wouldn't slip and fall over!"

"..."

"..."

"..." Who sent these two people to provoke him? "You two go stand outside for five minutes as punishment."

Lu Sui glanced at the time, slung his crossbody bag over his shoulder, and left his seat. Jiang Xiu followed. Three minutes later, the bell rang, and Zhou Zhao went out through the back door. He turned around and saw Lu Sui leisurely enjoying his food with a bowl in his hand, while Jiang Xiu swallowed hard.

"..." I'm impressed.

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The previous chapter's secondary couple has been added.