Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

Qi Youxi secretly glanced at Teacher Ning's boyfriend.

The man was tall and imposing, with handsome features and a physique so outstanding that it was impossible to look away.

Especially his legs, straight and long, with perfect proportions of broad shoulders and narrow waist, his overall profile is sharp and eye-catching, like a male protagonist who stepped out of an anime, with an extraordinary aura around him.

His eyes were beautiful, but she dared not look at them.

Her aura was so intimidating.

Teacher Ning looked like a delicate figurine in her boyfriend's arms.

An incredible height difference.

Qi Youxi kowtowed almost instantly.

She clenched her fists and pressed them against her cheeks.

She was about to let out a groundhog scream.

Qi Shanling watched the two interact intimately, leaning back lazily in her chair, her eyes unreadable.

Ning Xi looked up, her waist tightly held in He Kezhou's palm. It didn't hurt, but it made it hard for her to breathe.

Their bodies were pressed together, and she could smell the minty scent of his shower gel after his shower—a refreshing, clean, and crisp aroma.

With students and parents right in front of them, this gesture is far too intimate.

She tried to push away He Kezhou's hand that was on her waist.

He Kezhou didn't let go.

She frowned and used even more force with her hands.

He Kezhou felt a chill run down his spine as she pushed his hand away.

Ning Xi waved to Qi Youxi in the car and politely nodded to Qi Shanling.

Qi Shanling, having been refused the water in her hand, slowly put the cap back on the bottle, a clear smile still playing on her lips. "Teacher Ning, see you next Saturday."

Ning Xi nodded politely.

The white Cayenne drove away.

Ning Xi withdrew her gaze and met He Kezhou's deep, cold eyes.

She realized that her resistance to his advances had upset him.

She lowered her eyelashes and explained, "It's not good to be too intimate in front of parents and students."

Ning Xi's explanation softened the coldness in He Kezhou's eyes somewhat.

"They're gone."

He Kezhou opened his arms to her, a gesture that seemed to ask for a hug.

Ning Xi pretended not to see him, turned her back, and searched for his car.

He Kezhou noticed her coldness and evasive gaze today.

He stepped forward, embraced Ning Xi from behind, and pulled her into his arms.

He Kezhou leaned down, hooked her drooping hand, and cupped it in his palm.

He used his fingertips to precisely slip through her fingers, one by one, their fingers intertwining and overlapping, their distinct knuckles tightly entwined with hers, forming an inseparable ten-finger clasp.

The scalding heat of the palm seeped through the skin layer by layer, carrying an irresistible force.

Ning Xi was suddenly hugged by him, his fingers interlocked, and her back tensed up instantly.

She instinctively wanted to push him away.

He Kezhou took in her physical reactions and subtle movements.

"Why are you suddenly so cold towards me?"

Ning Xi thought she had hidden it well.

This afternoon, Wan Shuang found her and said things that made her subconsciously resist his intimacy.

He has a fiancée.

It left a thorn stuck in her heart.

I can't swallow it, and I can't spit it out.

Ning Xi didn't want He Kezhou to notice her unusual behavior, so her tone carried a hint of gentle disdain: "It's so hot today, it's too hot to hug you. I'm covered in sweat today, my clothes are constantly getting wet and drying, and I smell like sweat. Don't you find it smelly?"

He Kezhou buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply: "You smell good."

Ning Xi pushed his face away.

Cars honked their horns at them.

He Kezhou put his arm around her waist and pulled her to the side.

The two walked slowly, shoulder to shoulder, their intertwined hands never loosening their grip. With each step, their touching limbs conveyed a silent intimacy.

Ning Xi couldn't break free, so she simply gave up and let him lead her to find a car.

He Kezhou took her canvas bag and paper bag and carried them in his hand.

The car door opened, and Ning Xi bent down and sat in the passenger seat.

The car was quite hot from the setting sun.

He Kezhou's gaze fell on the paper strip in his hand.

He could see the dress underneath.

Ning Xi followed his gaze to the paper bag in his hand, and thinking about the more than three thousand yuan she had transferred, she was filled with regret and sadness at the loss of money.

She didn't want to look at the dress that had broken her heart any longer, so she reached for the paper bag and put it in the back seat.

Ning Xi asked He Kezhou, "When did you arrive? Don't tell me you took another day off?"

"I can take the subway easily. You don't need to go back and forth. It's too much trouble, and the car will consume more fuel."

This is another expense.

He Kezhou leaned against the car door on Ning Xi's side. "I came to pick you up, but you showed no joy or surprise, and you weren't relaxed either."

Just then, in the parking space opposite, the guy picked up his girlfriend who was getting off work.

The moment they met, they embraced each other affectionately.

The girl's joy and happiness were undisguised as she tiptoed to kiss her boyfriend's cheek.

A happy smile spread across his face.

He Kezhou withdrew his gaze from the couple.

Ning Xi took the canvas bag from his hand and placed it at her feet: "I'm so happy, so surprised, and so relaxed."

He Kezhou lowered his head, staring intently at the smile on her lips.

She was just giving him the runaround, forcing a smile.