You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Su Qinghe shuddered, her hands wrapped around Jiang Che's waist jerked away as if she had been electrocuted, and she shrank back, almost rolling off the bed.

Jiang Che reacted quickly, grabbing her waist and pulling her back. "Why are you running?"

Su Qinghe nestled in his arms, her face as red as a boiled shrimp, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

They got caught...

Ashamed.

She buried her face in the pillow, her voice muffled: "I...I thought you were still asleep..."

"She was asleep."

Jiang Che looked down at the ostrich in his arms and teased her mischievously, "But someone's hands are restless, always touching me all over, how can I possibly sleep?"

"I didn't touch you..."

Su Qinghe retorted softly, knowing she was in the wrong, so her tone was very guilty, "I just... just wanted to check if the blanket was on properly."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Jiang Che didn't expose her lame excuse, but simply tightened his grip on her waist a little.

The distance between the two instantly disappeared, and their bodies were pressed tightly together.

Su Qinghe's eyes widened slightly as she felt the heat emanating from his body and his very strong muscle lines. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

"Hey Su, campus belle, the heating's been on all day and it's not cold here, so why do you always snuggle into my arms?" Jiang Che teased her with a smile, leaning close to her ear.

Su Qinghe's ears are very sensitive. When Jiang Che spoke, the airflow blew on the tips of her ears, making her already pink ears blush even more.

She bit her lower lip, hesitated for several seconds, and then said softly, "I'm not cold..."

"Aren't you cold? Why are you hugging me so tightly?"

"Because it's you."

Su Qinghe tilted her head slightly, a very faint and gentle smile blooming on her lips, "Because it's you... that's why I want to hug you."

"I like you, Jiang Che."

A sudden, unexpected straight shot.

Jiang Che's prepared teasing remarks were all stuck in his throat.

He stared blankly at the little white rabbit in front of him, who was clearly ashamed but still trying to express her love, and his cheeks unconsciously turned a little red.

No, who could withstand that?

Even knowing that Su Qinghe was blind, Jiang Che still subconsciously looked away slightly, not daring to look into Su Qinghe's eyes.

"If you want a hug in the future, just say so. Don't be sneaky."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his long arm and pulled the person tightly into his embrace, saying, "I'll give you as much of a hug as you want."

Su Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then a huge joy exploded in her heart like fireworks.

She reached out and hugged Jiang Che's lean waist tightly, finally able to press her face against his burning chest without any reservations.

"Jiang Che..."

"Um."

"You feel so warm."

"I know."

Jiang Che patted her back gently, as if coaxing a child, while recalling their experiences over the past two days.

"Don't you think we're moving a little too fast? We've only known each other for two days and we're already sleeping in the same bed and even hugging each other."

"Not fast." Su Qinghe shook her head in his arms, her voice muffled. "I think it's too slow."

I wish I could meld you into my body and never be apart from you for a moment.

This morbid thought flashed through her mind, but she hid it well.

Jiang Che chuckled. He never imagined that the seemingly quiet and gentle campus belle of Su University would actually be such a proactive girl at heart.

The two hugged quietly for a while.

Neither of them spoke; only the sounds of their two heartbeats intertwined and resonated in unison.

Jiang Che couldn't help but sigh, "Is this the sour smell of love?"

Unfortunately, while love is wonderful, reality seems to be preventing him from continuing to indulge in its sweet embrace.

Jiang Che glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 1:40. If he didn't get up soon, he would be late for the first class in the afternoon.

Although he was a poor student and being late or leaving early was commonplace, since he had decided to apply to Kyoto University, he should try to avoid such basic mistakes.

"Alright, let go."

Jiang Che patted Su Qinghe's buttocks; they felt incredibly bouncy.

Su Qinghe froze, and a blush instantly spread from her face to the base of her neck.

She released her grip as if electrocuted, shrinking further into the blankets, leaving only her eyes showing. "You pervert..."

Jiang Che rolled out of bed, straightening his slightly disheveled clothes as he looked back at her.

"Hugging you makes me a good person, but patting me makes me a pervert? Su Qinghe, you have a very double standard."

Su Qinghe pulled the blanket over her head, not wanting to pay attention to this person who had gotten the benefit but was now acting innocent.

Jiang Che was in a great mood. He got out of bed, dressed, and before leaving, he rubbed the small bulge through the blanket.

"I'm going to school now. You stay home and behave this afternoon. Don't run around or do any more housework, okay?"

A muffled voice came from under the covers: "Okay."

"I'll cook dinner when I get back. Don't go into the kitchen and mess around, you hear me?"

"I heard you... You'd better hurry up, you're going to be late." Su Qinghe urged from under the covers.

If she didn't leave soon, she was afraid she would jump up and cling to him, begging him not to go.

The desire to possess him grew wildly like weeds every moment.

Jiang Che chuckled helplessly, then picked up his schoolbag and strode out of the bedroom.

With a bang, the door slammed shut, and the room fell silent once more.

Su Qinghe slowly pulled the blanket down.

She reached out and touched the spot beside her; the sheets still held his warmth.

Su Qinghe rolled over and went to the spot where Jiang Che had just been lying, taking a deep breath.

It all smelled like him.

I feel so relieved.

She hugged Jiang Che's pillow, a fascinated smile on her face.

"Jiang Che..."

"You are mine."

"No one can take it away from me."

……

The first three classes in the afternoon were all hard subjects like physics, chemistry, and biology. In addition, the classroom was already stuffy, so the students were all drowsy and had no energy at all.

Although Jiang Che had tried his best to control his sleepiness, he still couldn't help but doze off during the second half of each class.

You can't blame him for that; after all, it's quite impressive that a student who never studies normally could achieve this level.

Fortunately, the last class in the afternoon was physical education. As the rarest class for senior high school students, the students' attitude towards physical education was unparalleled.

Before the school bell rang, everyone had already gone downstairs to the playground, and soon the basketball court, badminton court and other venues were full of people.

Jiang Che brought a workbook downstairs. Looking at the volleyball court filled with laughter not far away, he forcefully restrained his desire and instead immersed himself in the sea of ​​problems.

Unfortunately, although he really wanted to play, his grades were too poor, and he would have to put in more effort than others to catch up.

Lin Wanwan arrived at the playground with her two followers.

"Wanwan, look over there... Jiang Che is reading a book, and it doesn't seem like he's just pretending. He's really starting to study seriously." The long-haired girl noticed Jiang Che not far away and quickly tugged at Lin Wanwan's sleeve.