I'm just a lackey of a prestigious academy, why do they all kiss me?

Jiang Wo was pushed by Ying Naheng to the bathroom in the lounge.

Innaheng's original words were: "He was soaking wet, like a little chick. He wasn't allowed to step on the floor of the lounge until he was completely clean."

Jiang Wo naturally listened to his elder brother. His master, who had once led him into the ranks of lackeys, had told him that the sons of the powerful and wealthy were all germaphobes.

Especially their Prince Innaheng, if anything the prince uses is even slightly dusty, the person responsible for cleaning it that day will suffer a terrible fate.

Jiang Wo was soaked by water and had walked a long way under the blazing sun, so it was perfectly normal for His Highness Innaheng to be disgusted by her.

However, after Jiang Wo finished taking a shower in the bathroom, he belatedly realized a rather serious problem.

He had no change of clothes.

St. Eton Academy provides each student with two sets of clothes for each season. Jiang Wo's set of clothes is in the dormitory. The dormitory is far from Prince Innaheng's lounge. Even if it were not far, Jiang Wo would not ask her older brother to get her clothes.

Tell me, which lackey has the audacity to dare to order their dignified leader around? It's utterly outrageous!

But he couldn't go out in dirty clothes either.

Princess Innaheng already disliked his filth, and for him to go out in dirty clothes after taking a bath was undoubtedly a direct insult to Princess Innaheng's dignity.

Even if you gave Jiang Wo ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do that.

I hesitated for a long time in the bathroom.

A sudden banging on the door startled Jiang Wo, causing her to tremble slightly.

Innaheng's voice rang out from outside the door, "Silly snail, did you get washed into the drain by the foam?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a click, and the bathroom door was carefully opened a crack.

A wet head peeked out from the crack, its tea-gold eyes peering vaguely outside. The mist made its voice even softer, like freshly kneaded glutinous rice dough, carrying a damp warmth, as it whispered, "Your Highness, I'm still here."

This was his response to Innaheng's comment that he was flushed into the drain by water.

Although the gap was small, it was enough to glimpse the whole picture. Innaheng's gaze fell on the location from which the sound came out, and he was immediately stunned.

Its jet-black hair was tucked to the sides by its owner, revealing a full, smooth forehead. Several crystal-clear water droplets clung to its forehead, brow, eyelashes, cheeks, and the tip of its nose.

A beautiful, clear pink hue emanates from within, like blush applied to makeup, skillfully appearing in every place that evokes tenderness and affection.

The way she looked, enveloped in the steam of the bathroom, was many times more beautiful than her previous pitiful, tearful expression.

If Yingnaheng hadn't known how naive this little snail was, she would have even suspected that this silly girl had secretly put on a pitiful, tearful makeup in the bathroom.

Realizing what she had just thought, Inna coughed awkwardly and asked, "Why did it take so long?"

Jiang Wo held her right index finger to the crack in the glass door, carefully considering her words before slowly and softly speaking, "Your Highness, my clothes are dirty, and I didn't bring any change of clothes."

"Just because of this, you've been sitting inside all this time with your bare butt exposed?"

Jiang Wo felt ashamed after hearing what he said, and the blush on her face deepened.

When Yingnaheng saw his shy and timid appearance, she thought he looked just like a newlywed bride, fidgeting and about to start acting coquettishly again.

This little snail seems to feel uncomfortable if it doesn't act cute every day. It's unbelievable, it's just too adorable.

"Wait here." Inna Heng said this, and after a while, he brought over a set of clothes and handed them to Jiang Wo.

Jiang Wo hurriedly accepted it and thanked him gratefully.

However, Yingnaheng does not have clothes for Jiang Wo's body type.

After Jiang Wo changed into the clothes Ying Naheng gave him, the neckline was so wide that his shoulders were almost falling out, and the sleeves and trouser legs were also very long, so he had to roll them up several times to prevent them from dragging on the ground.

Jiang Wo, dressed in clothes that were too big for him, walked out of the bathroom in a loose and baggy manner.

Innaheng had thought his clothes would be a bit too big for him, but he didn't expect them to be that big.

As the boy, who looked like he had stolen an adult's clothes, waddled toward her like a duck, Inna stopped drinking water and quickly swallowed the water in her mouth to avoid choking.

"Your Highness, I've changed." Jiang Wo shook her sleeves, revealing her hands inside.

With his trembling hands, he unpacked the afternoon tea bag he had bought that afternoon, awkwardly placing the items one by one on the table.

As she bent over, the wide collar drooped down, and Innaheng's gaze inevitably fell upon it.

It's pink and tender.

Innaheng finally succumbed to the fate of choking on water and began coughing violently.

The commotion startled Jiang Wo, who quickly got up to pat Ying Naheng's back.

Innaheng declined his offer, coughed for about ten seconds, then stopped, calmly waved his hand, and said indifferently, "What did you buy today?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wo walked to the table and introduced the afternoon tea snacks for him one by one.

"Not bad," Innaheng praised, his tone exuding composure and authority.

Jiang Wo smiled, pursing her lips. Being recognized by her elder brother was an honor for every lackey. It seemed that His Highness Innaheng was still satisfied with the afternoon tea today and should not be angry with her.

"Have you kept the card I gave you safe?" Inna asked.

"It's safe here." Jiang Wo said, taking out her wallet from her clothes and handing it to Ying Naheng with both hands. "I put all my important things together. Your Highness's card is here."

He pointed to one of the transparent card slots inside the wallet as he spoke.

Innaheng had only asked casually, but to his surprise, the little snail actually took out the item and showed it to him for inspection in a very serious manner.

She handed him the things while humming in his ear.

This little thing is absolutely outrageous!

Innaheng decided to teach him a lesson, so she said coldly, "Alright, stop talking, go sit on the sofa and eat."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wo obediently sat down on the sofa, tilted her head, and asked, "Your Highness, aren't you going to eat?"

Usually, Prince Innahun would take a few bites before he would start eating.

"I don't have much of an appetite today, you can eat it all," Innaheng said indifferently.

"I will eat it all," Jiang Wo assured him.

Innaheng took the wallet that Jiang Wo handed him and said calmly, "If you can't finish it, just leave it. I can still afford to raise a snail."

Jiang Wo has now basically gotten used to Ying Naheng calling him Snail all the time. The big brother is really rich and generous. Even when dealing with the menial underlings in the team, he is so kind and considerate to his subordinates.

His Highness Innaheng is a good elder brother worthy of the support of his younger brothers.

The kind-hearted and considerate older brother, Ying Naheng, was at this moment carefully observing and studying Jiang Wo's little rabbit wallet.

This wallet may be small, but it has quite a few compartments.

Besides the money compartment, there are five transparent card slots on the outermost side that can be flipped open.

As Jiang Wo said, Yingnaheng's black gold card was placed at the front. After flipping over the black gold card, Jiang Wo's ID card and student ID card were inserted into the two card slots behind it.

Innaheng stared at the student ID and national ID card with great interest.

After a while, he beckoned to Jiang Wo and said, "Come sit over here."

Jiang Wo was eating a cookie with her head down when she heard this, and immediately moved closer to Ying Naheng's position.

"Come a little closer." Inna patted the nearest spot next to his leg, gesturing for Jiang Wo to sit there.

Jiang Wo then shifted her position again, carefully sitting next to Ying Naheng.

He had just sat down in that spot when, a second later, his cheek landed in a large hand.

Innaheng reached out and pinned Jiang Wo's chin with his thumb on the right side of her cheek and the other four fingers on the left. Her face was so small that Innaheng could almost cover it with one hand.

With a firm squeeze of his fingers, Inna pinched the boy's face, kneading it like dough, with a curious and inquisitive look on his face.

Jiang Wo's face was being rubbed and kneaded, her mouth pouting to one side and then being kneaded to the other. Her chubby cheeks made her round-framed glasses lift up and fall down, and the frames couldn't hold on any longer, slowly sliding down until they were on her nose, barely touching, about to fall off.

Jiang Wo was confused, but even so, she did not struggle at all. She just obediently tilted her head back and let the man rub her face.

Inna rubbed for a while, until the little face was rosy, before belatedly stopping.

It was a little too soft, and he couldn't control himself for a moment.

After Yingna Hengrou felt relieved, she finally asked Jiang Wo, "Your face seems to have lost a bit of flesh."

Jiang Wo subconsciously uttered an "Hmm?"

Innaheng held up the little rabbit wallet and handed the page containing his ID card to Jiang Wo. "Look for yourself, your face is as chubby as two dumplings."

That's a photo of Jiang Wo's ID card taken when she was 14 years old, which is now 4 years old.

The boy in the photo has chubby cheeks and is congenitally nearsighted. When he takes off his glasses to take the picture, everything looks blurry. Because there is no focus, his expression looks a bit blank when he looks at the camera.

But those big, round eyes, the pursed lips, the deliberately serious expression, combined with the chubby baby fat on her cheeks, made her inexplicably adorable.

Jiang Wo looked at the photo on her ID card, blinked, and explained to Ying Naheng naturally and sincerely:

"Humans all grow up. During adolescence, the face is fuller, which is normal. As we age, the collagen in our face is lost after adulthood, and gradually, the facial contours become more angular. Now that I am an adult, my features have become stronger and more resolute."

As soon as he finished speaking, Innaheng, who was sitting next to him, visibly paused.

Innaheng's gaze fell on Jiang Wo's face. Looking at her small but still round and chubby cheeks, he couldn't help but curl his lips and mock, "Indeed strong, strong enough to carve through the earth."

His teasing remark was automatically interpreted as a compliment by the honest Jiang Wo.

Jiang Wo was a little shy, and the tips of his ears turned red. His little face, which had already been rubbed red, turned even redder. He unconsciously scratched his knee with the hand on his knee and whispered, "It's not that strong."

Inna scoffed, almost amused by the snail's comprehension. With a flick of his thumb, he wiped away the cookie crumbs from Jiang Wo's lips, saying in a cool tone, "Wipe the cookie crumbs off your mouth before you try to be tough, you idiot."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wo subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth and, sure enough, found some remaining cookie crumbs. He took out a tissue, carefully wiped his mouth, then turned his head and smiled as he quietly thanked Innaheng, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Inna glanced at him and, seeing his honest and simple-minded clumsy appearance, couldn't suppress her mischievous thoughts. She suddenly raised an eyebrow, as if remembering something.

Reaching out to ruffle Jiang Wo's hair, Ying Naheng smiled and said, "Little snail, have you forgotten something?"

Seeing Jiang Wo's puzzled look, Ying Naheng kindly reminded her, resting his chin on his hand and saying in a playful tone, "Today's candy request, your 'beg for a bit' task, shouldn't you get ready to start?"