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

Jiang Wo received a bag of bread.

He had eaten this bread several times before. It tasted the best of all the pastries. Although it wasn't sweet, all the flavors blended together perfectly. He figured that even someone as aloof as Shen Chuyan would like it.

Jiang Wo returned to the classroom, and the morning classes had already begun.

Generally speaking, the first semester of the second year at St. Eton College mainly focuses on general education courses, while practical courses are taught in the later stages.

However, practical courses are mostly designed for those with superhuman abilities. Ordinary people like Jiang Wo, who have no spiritual abilities, mainly learn medical and logistical knowledge in practical courses.

The capital city is the safest main urban area, and it is very peaceful. However, this does not mean that war has gone away. The lower urban areas, such as the 13th and 14th districts, are located on the border and have been plagued by war in recent years.

After the infected appeared, the aliens were driven off the border. Due to their large numbers, they established their own tribes and clans outside the border.

Most of the alien species are infected beings that have lost their minds and cannot control their own behavior. Because of their lack of intelligence, they are often at a disadvantage in battles against humans.

But in recent years, for some reason, according to information released by the Federation, the intelligence of the aliens has generally improved, and they have even learned military tactics.

The rulers of the Federation felt threatened, and ordinary students began to learn practical courses that were originally only for the extraordinary.

At the end of the class, the lecturer packed up his courseware and left, and the students began to play and joke around.

Shen Chuyan sat quietly in his seat, seemingly oblivious to the hustle and bustle around him. He held a pen and worked out formulas in his notebook.

Even after being deskmates with Shen Chuyan for so long, Jiang Wo couldn't help but marvel at the Creator's favoritism towards him. His fingers, holding the pen, were distinct and his strokes were crisp and clean. He looked slender, but Jiang Wo knew that they were hands with astonishing explosive power.

He was pinned down by those hands in the abandoned warehouse, with no chance to resist whatsoever.

Thinking this way, he dared not offend Shen Chuyan even more.

Jiang Wo touched the bread in the desk drawer and carefully looked at Shen Chuyan. She had been behaving herself lately, not disturbing Shen Chuyan's studies or making him unhappy.

He looked at Shen Chuyan's profile, trying to read his feelings from his face.

Unfortunately, Shen Chuyan always had a cold face. She was cold when reading, cold when writing, and even when answering the teacher's questions, her face would not show the slightest change in expression.

Jiang Wo really couldn't tell what Shen Chuyan's mood was like from that face.

So he decided to adopt a roundabout tactic.

He would test the waters first, carefully observing Shen Chuyan's reaction. If Shen Chuyan wasn't as resistant as he imagined, he would then deliver the bread.

However, this tactic requires skill; the probing actions must not be too annoying.

Jiang Wo lowered his eyes and pondered for a while before his gaze fell on a box of colorful fruit candies in his desk drawer.

Fruit candies are small in size, making them perfect for being the vanguard.

Jiang Wo took out a fruit candy with a light yellow wrapper, glanced at Shen Chuyan, and saw that he was focused on writing his homework. Suddenly, she had a mischievous thought and quickly stuffed the fruit candy into Shen Chuyan's pocket.

Shen Chuyan was completely unaware, not even blinking.

Jiang Wo then picked out a blue candy and, in the same way, stuffed it into Shen Chuyan's pocket.

Everything went smoothly as before.

After three lessons, Jiang Wo's fruit candy jar was nearly a quarter empty.

He tirelessly probed Shen Chuyan's attitude. After the third class, he held a pink candy, about to discreetly slip it into Shen Chuyan's side pocket.

The next second, the man grabbed his wrist.

Jiang Wo looked up and met Shen Chuyan's indifferent gaze.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain.

Shen Chuyan spoke first, her tone indifferent, "Are you a little hamster? Why are you hiding all your things on me?"

Jiang Wo was taken aback. "I didn't hide anything."

Shen Chuyan unfolded his rolled-up sleeves, and a green candy fell onto the table along the edge of his sleeve.

"You said you didn't hide anything, but your sleeves are full of your candy."

Jiang Wo's cheeks turned red instantly.

He hadn't really thought that much about it. His pockets were full, and just then Shen Chuyan bent down to pick something up. Her left hand was very close to his, and he was busy stuffing things in. He noticed that the cuff was rolled up, which seemed like a good place to put a candy, so he picked out a candy that matched the color of Shen Chuyan's clothes and put it in.

"I'm sorry," Jiang Wo apologized softly, then asked gently, "Are you angry?"

Shen Chuyan pursed her lips and remained silent.

Jiang Wo took his silence as tacit agreement, and felt a little down. Even the few stray hairs on her head drooped listlessly.

"I don't like sweets," Shen Chuyan said coldly after a long pause.

"The one that's not sweet, do you want to eat it?" Jiang Wo asked cautiously.

"Is it yours?" Shen Chuyan asked.

Jiang Wo didn't quite understand what he meant by that. Was he asking about the ownership of the bread in the desk drawer?

He obtained His Highness Innaheng's consent, and according to the rules, the bread should now belong to him.

Thinking this, Jiang Wo nodded.

Shen Chuyan took out all the candies she had hidden in her clothes pockets, pants pockets, cuffs, and table drawer, and returned them all to Jiang Wo.

Jiang Wo hadn't counted them carefully, so even if one or two were missing, he wouldn't know.

He stood there, stunned, holding the candy that Shen Chuyan had given him back.

The next moment, Shen Chuyan said, "Didn't you say you were going to give me the non-sweet one?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wo immediately realized what was happening. He quickly put the candies he was holding back into the jar, then took out the perfectly preserved bread from the table drawer and handed it to Shen Chuyan with both hands.

"This is delicious, you can have it."

Shen Chuyan stared at the bread for a while, and under Jiang Wo's eager gaze, she reached out and took it.

Jiang Wo tilted her head and looked at him, asking softly, "Are you still angry?"

He sat by the window, his furry head turned away from the sun, tilting his head and asking questions, much like a small animal in the woods curiously trying to approach a stranger.

Shen Chuyan twitched her index finger, then coldly explained, "I'm not angry with you."

Jiang Worou visibly cheered, his eyebrows relaxed, and a small dimple appeared on his right cheek. He smiled at Shen Chuyan with his eyes crinkling, "That's wonderful."

As expected of the protagonist in the comic, she is beautiful and kind-hearted, and I am willing to forgive this annoying cannon fodder character who is just a scrap.

Shen Chuyan is truly a good person.

He's so kind; if His Highness Innaheng wants to kill him in the future, Shen Chuyan will probably say a few good words for him.

His Highness Innaheng likes Shen Chuyan so much that he will definitely listen to whatever Shen Chuyan says.

Good thing, he doesn't have to die.

Jiang Wo was immersed in the joy of her partial victory.

Who could have imagined that reality would throw a bucket of cold water on him that very afternoon?

Somehow, the fact that he gave the bread given to him by Prince Innaheng to Shen Chuyan reached Prince Innaheng's ears.

Shen Chuyan was arrested again.

As for Jiang Wo, he was called to the lounge by Ying Naheng. The moment he opened the door, he met the gazes of Ying Naheng and Shen Chuyan at the same time.

Innaheng leaned back on the sofa in a languid posture, while Shen Chuyan was forced to kneel on the ground with her shoulders pressed down.

The atmosphere inside was somewhat strange, and the gazes the two men were giving him also held an indescribable odd quality.

Jiang Wo stood at the door of the lounge, hesitant to go in.