Reborn to prepare for the college entrance exam, you're letting me retire and make a comeback?

"Huh? My lips... are swollen?!"

Lu Qian's heart skipped a beat when he heard Wen Wan's question.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his lips, which still carried the sweet fragrance of a young girl.

—This is clearly the "result" of his passionate kiss with Chen Yufei in the car just now.

"I was careless; Teacher Wen noticed!"

"If she finds out I kissed other girls, I'll lose all my opportunities to cling to her!"

His mind raced.

He failed to keep things confidential, and this is really his doing.

At this moment, Lu Qian suddenly remembered that Wen Wan seemed to have mentioned that she had never been in a relationship and that her romantic experience was very simple.

"She's never been in a relationship or kissed anyone, so she probably wouldn't be able to tell that it was caused by kissing. She was probably just asking out of curiosity..."

Just keep bluffing.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Qian immediately switched into his dramatic persona.

"Huh? Oh, this..."

He touched his nose, his eyes darting around: "Actually, I just sneaked out for some skewers, and had a really spicy lamb dish. I guess it's a bit swollen from the spiciness..."

He even hissed in response, as if he was really suffering from the spiciness.

"..."

Wen Wan blinked her clear eyes, her gaze filled with a mixture of doubt and concern.

His gaze fell on Lu Qian's lips again.

"That's strange, why does his swelling look different from the swelling from eating spicy food?"

But she really had no experience in this area, and seeing Lu Qian's appearance, she believed him.

"So that's how it is."

Wen Wan nodded, her tone tinged with concern: "You high school students should eat in moderation. Too much stimulation is bad for your health."

As she spoke, she bent down and began rummaging through her small bag.

"Uh-huh"

Lu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that he had reacted quickly: "I will definitely pay attention next time, thank you for your concern, Teacher Wen."

Just then, Wen Wan took out a small tube of ointment from her bag, which looked like a commonly used anti-inflammatory and soothing ointment.

She unscrewed the cap and gently squeezed out a little milky white ointment with her slender white fingers.

The thick white ointment, applied to her slender fingers, looked exceptionally comforting.

"Here, apply some of this to soothe it."

As she spoke, Wenwan naturally raised her hand, about to apply the ointment from her fingertips to Lu Qian's lips.

This action greatly surprised Lu Qian; he never expected Wen Wan to personally apply the ointment for him.

It's fine for him to hold hands and hug other women normally, but for a great beauty like Wen Wan to suddenly touch her lips with her hand, it has a flirtatious connotation.

Sigh, a younger brother is still a younger brother. Even with the soul of an adult, he can still be irresistibly charmed by a gentle and intellectual older sister.

And then there's the scene where a woman is applying ointment to her lips, which were just swollen from being kissed by another woman…

What kind of bizarre plot is this?

This is really a bit melodramatic...

Lu Qian quickly said, "Teacher Wen, actually I could have done it myself..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wenwan's fingertips, coated with a cooling ointment, gently touched his sensitive lips.

"Don't move."

Her gentle voice was soft, yet resolute.

Her movements were careful, her fingertips carrying a slight coolness and the fragrance of ointment, as she gently and carefully applied the ointment evenly to the ravaged lips.

Her gaze was focused, her long eyelashes drooped, and Lu Qian was so close that he could even clearly smell her faint fragrance.

In an instant, the noise in the corridor seemed to be silenced.

Lu Qian could feel the softness and coolness of her fingertips, as well as the tenderness that unintentionally shone through her focused expression.

He stood frozen in place, his heart skipping a beat.

Wen Wan didn't seem to realize how "out of line" her actions were; she simply wanted to help him.

"alright."

Wen Wan finally withdrew her hand, looked at her "work," and nodded in satisfaction.

"Don't be greedy and eat such spicy food anymore, it's bad for your stomach."

She handed the ointment to Lu Qian, saying, "Keep this. If you're still feeling unwell, just apply some more."

"Thank you so much, Teacher Wen!"

Holding the ointment that still held her warmth, Lu Qian quickly thanked her, "Speaking of which, why were you so kind to me today, teacher?"

He asked in a deliberately flattered tone, looking at Wen Wan with a probing gaze.

"Uh, well..."

Wen Wan felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, and a faint blush crept onto her cheeks.

Looking around, I saw that most of the students had already left after class, and there was no one in this corner of the corridor for the time being.

As if she had made up her mind, she took a deep breath.

then……

When Lu Qian was completely unprepared, Wen Wan suddenly opened her arms and gave him a tight hug!

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Caught off guard, Lu Qian felt a warm, fragrant sensation envelop him.

"No way, I was just... forcibly hugged like that?"

He was somewhat bewildered when Wen Xiangyu was drawn into his arms.

Her gentle figure was curvaceous and shapely, especially her amazingly full breasts. The soft touch through her clothes almost made him faint on the spot.

My breath hitched for a moment.

The hug came so suddenly and was so warm.

Fortunately, Wen Wan only gave him a light hug before quickly letting go, her face flushing even more.

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him: "Lu Qian, I just found out from the principal that you were the one who went to tell him about Li Jianye yesterday..."

"How could you not tell me about something so important? Now I don't even have a chance to properly thank my little savior!"

Her tone was reproachful, but even more so, it was filled with gratitude and emotion.

"Oh, so that's what it is." Lu Qian suddenly realized.

He wondered why the music teacher was being so nice to him today; it turned out that his little scheme of "doing good deeds anonymously" had been discovered.

Seeing Wen Wan's sincere and shy eyes, he no longer hid it.

He scratched his head and gave a bright smile: "Teacher Wen, don't say that. I just happened to be passing by, heard the noise, and felt something was wrong. It was nothing, really no need to thank me."

"That won't do!"

Wen Wan immediately shook her head, her eyes serious: "This is a huge favor to me, and I don't want to owe you such a big favor, little brother."

She paused, then looked at Lu Qian: "How about this, I'll treat you to a meal another day, you can choose the place, as a way of thanking you?"

She opened her mouth, as if to say, "Could you please stop calling me 'Teacher Wen' all the time? Just call me 'sister.' I don't like you calling me that."

But after thinking about it, I decided against it.

Let's talk about it later.

"You're too kind, Teacher Wen."

Lu Qian was secretly pleased to see Wen Wan's serious expression.

He just smiled and seemed very easygoing: "But since you've put it that way, I'll gladly accept. It would be my honor to have a meal with you, teacher."

He readily agreed.

When Wen Wan heard his agreement, a happy smile curved her lips.

"A meal isn't enough..." she thought to herself.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of her, her heart beat a little faster.

"This kid, he's getting better and better looking at me... Wait till you graduate, I'll see how I properly 'repay' you!"

A bold idea flashed through her mind, and her eyes softened.

Once this brat graduates, I'm definitely going to win him over!

Such a good boy shouldn't be given away to other older sisters.

Just as Wen Wan was lost in her fantasies, a disgruntled voice came from behind Lu Qian:

"Lu Qian, what are you doing standing in the hallway?!"

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Upon hearing that familiar voice, Lu Qian's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

He turned around stiffly and saw his English teacher, Chen Shishi, walking briskly towards him in her high heels, carrying lesson plans and looking clearly displeased.

She was lecturing in the classroom when she realized Lu Qian was missing. It turned out he had come here.

"Teacher Chen..." Lu Qian realized that he had been caught skipping class and his mind raced to think of an excuse.

Chen Shishi had already approached, her sharp gaze sweeping over Lu Qian, then glancing at Wen Wan beside him: "You were just standing as punishment in the back of class, how come you disappeared in the blink of an eye? Instead of correcting your test papers, you're here chatting?"

"No, teacher, let me explain... no, let me clarify."

Lu Qian was about to explain that he had come out for some fresh air or to use the restroom.

Unexpectedly, Wen Wan spoke first and explained for him:

"Hello, Teacher Chen. I'm sorry, I had to talk to Lu Qian about something, which may have taken up his time. I didn't have a chance to say hello to you yet."

Her gentle tone was sincere, and her reasons were sound, leaving no room for criticism.

"Oh, I see..."

When Chen Shishi heard that Wen Wan had something to discuss with Lu Qian, most of the dissatisfaction on her face instantly disappeared.

She glanced at Lu Qian, then at Wen Wan, and softened her tone: "Teacher Wen, it's alright then. Lu Qian, you too, next time if there's anything going on, just let me know in advance."

She looked at Lu Qian, remembering his recent English grades, and added, "By the way, you've improved a lot in this monthly English exam. Remember to take the test paper back and correct it properly. I won't pursue this matter since you sneaked away this time, but don't let it happen again."

Lu Qian felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and hurriedly nodded and bowed, "Thank you, Teacher Chen, I will definitely pay attention next time!"

Chen Shishi hummed in agreement, nodded to Wen Wan, and then turned and left with her lesson plan in hand.

She was wearing a business suit, and her legs, encased in black stockings over her knees, appeared long and mature. The sound of her high heels clicking on the ground gradually faded into the distance.

In the corridor, a gentle and elegant college graduate music teacher and a mature and capable English teacher dressed in black stockings briefly appeared together, creating a striking yet eye-catching scene that drew frequent glances from passing students.

"I'm so jealous of that guy, he actually got criticized by Teacher Chen Shishi, who was wearing black stockings..."

"Damn it, he got his pleasure again!"

"With Teacher Wenwan covering for him, this kid is really having a blast..."

"..."

A group of boys were eager to take his place.

Watching Chen Shishi walk away, Lu Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly turned to Wen Wan and sincerely thanked her, "Phew...you scared me to death, Teacher Wen, thank you so much just now."

Although Chen Shishi is beautiful, she has been teaching for several years. If she really did something that violated classroom discipline, she wouldn't be so easily fooled.

In high school, teachers are quite concerned about truancy. If you don't handle it well, you might really be in big trouble.

In short, I should still express my gratitude.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his lingering fear, Wen Wan couldn't help but chuckle, a mischievous glint in her eyes: "You're so afraid of Teacher Chen? Fine, I'll be your shield this time. Come to my office with me."

As she spoke, she turned and walked toward the music office.

"Huh? To the office?"

Lu Qian was a little confused, but he still obediently followed.

After entering the office, Wen Wan gestured for Lu Qian to sit down on the small sofa against the wall and wait a moment.

He quickly walked to his tidy desk, bent down, and began rummaging through the bottom drawer.

He seemed somewhat anxious, as if he were searching for something important.

Lu Qian watched her busy figure with some curiosity: "Teacher Wen, what are you looking for? Do you need my help?"

"No need, no need, I'll be done soon," Wen Wan replied without looking up.

Her fingers rummaged through the drawer, and she began to make plans in her mind.

"This is the first time I've ever given a gift to a boy, I'm a little nervous..."

She wanted to give Lu Qian the only top prize she had won in a city-wide talent show for young teachers when she had just started working.

This gift is a limited edition from a well-known designer. It has a unique design, is very valuable and meaningful, and she usually cherishes it and is reluctant to use it.

But thinking about how Lu Qian stood up for her last night, Wen Wan felt that he deserved this gift.

Moreover, she had some ulterior motives in giving this gift.

"Giving him 'a cup' is such a nice gift; it symbolizes the wish for a peaceful and prosperous life..."

The moment the thought popped into her head, it entwined her heart like a vine.

"And if he uses this to drink water every day, wouldn't that be the same as..."

Wenwan's ears turned slightly red, and a bold yet embarrassing thought formed in her mind: "Doesn't that mean she indirectly... with me?"

"Ahem, Wenwan, Wenwan, she's your student! You can't have such inappropriate thoughts about her during these hundred days!"

She quickly dismissed the overly ambiguous thought, her face burning with embarrassment.

But no matter what, the thought that Lu Qian might use the things she gave him to drink water in the classroom in the future brought a sweet warmth to her heart.

"Hmm, I'll give him this. Anyway... I've grown fond of this younger brother, so it's not too much to show him some affection."

Wen Wan made up her mind, and a gentle smile unconsciously bloomed on her face.

She finally found the box hidden in the soft velvet and carefully took it out.

"Found it!"

Wen Wan turned around, holding an exquisitely wrapped, slender brocade box in her hand: "Ta-da! This is for you!"

"Um?"

Looking at the box that appeared to be quite valuable, Lu Qian became even more curious: "Teacher Wen, what are you going to give me as a gift?"

He stood up and walked to his desk.

Wen Wan's heart raced again as she handed the brocade box to Lu Qian.

Her eyes were gentle and tender, filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Then she said in a soft voice:

"This is a small thank-you gift from your teacher..."

She paused, met Lu Qian's questioning gaze, and continued:

"Lu Qian, your teacher wants to give you a cup."

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