A Storm Brewing

After a brief ‘pause in time,’ the classroom returned to its usual state, as if nothing had happened. However, the topics of discussion among the other students all seemed to be pointing in one direction.

Luo Yao watched these students, feeling increasingly helpless. He knew that a new storm was on its way. It was like that dog named Cheems, who, once he sat down, would have people talking about him for a lifetime.

Now, Luo Yao had a deep understanding of this feeling. He felt that everyone’s gaze was focused on him, as if he were under close scrutiny by others.

‘Luo… Luo Yao…’ Obviously, Su Mengqi hadn’t expected her sudden outburst to cause such a big commotion. Earlier, she had just spontaneously said what was on her mind to Luo Yao. But she hadn’t expected it to provoke such a reaction. However, this actually suited Su Mengqi’s intentions.

‘I’m fine… you… never mind, I’ll just go to the cafeteria to eat.’ Luo Yao knew that he couldn’t explain himself clearly now. Moreover, given the situation, any explanation would only make things worse, so it was better not to say anything.

Ignoring the strange looks from the other students and the teacher, as well as Su Mengqi’s lingering gaze behind him, Luo Yao walked out of the classroom door.

The hallway of the teaching building was currently crowded with people. Although Luo Yao couldn’t express his anger over what had just happened, he felt somewhat irritated inside.

Moreover, although Luo Yao didn’t dislike Su Mengqi or like her, he knew that if he spoke too directly, there was a good chance Su Mengqi would become jealous and angry.

If Su Mengqi became jealous and angry, Luo Yao’s life would naturally be more difficult.

Returning to reality

‘Luo Yao… wait for me…’ Just as Luo Yao was about to squeeze into the crowded stairwell, a strong hand pulled him back by the arm, then forcibly dragged him back.

‘What are you doing…’ At that moment, Luo Yao was suddenly pulled back by Su Mengqi, who had come out of the classroom. She then pulled Luo Yao into her embrace, holding him tightly.

Seeing the soft, pale arm that was holding him so tightly, Luo Yao became even more irritated. He also felt that Su Mengqi was becoming increasingly bothersome.

Although she did like him, this way of pursuing him was simply unacceptable. And Luo Yao had his own reasons for rejecting Su Mengqi.

Su Mengqi used to be a notorious troublemaker in school. Although he didn’t know what she had done, whenever she was in front of him, she would instantly put on a sweet and innocent act, which Luo Yao found particularly annoying.

At the same time, Luo Yao felt that Su Mengqi was somewhat insincere.

Because he had been hurt before, Luo Yao usually avoided such women.

‘Suo Mengqi, wait. Don’t go…’ Just as Luo Yao tried to break free, Su Mengqi suddenly let go of her hand. But the other hand had already reached behind Luo Yao, forcing his gaze to turn toward Su Mengqi.

‘Suo Mengqi, don’t be angry, okay…’ Seeing that Luo Yao’s expression was not good, Su Mengqi suddenly realized that she might have done something wrong.

‘I just hope that you can be a bit more restrained.’ Looking at Su Mengqi’s slightly innocent face, Luo Yao wanted to say something, but the words stuck in his throat.

‘Yes, okay. Luo Yao, I really do like you. I just can’t help myself…’ Seeing that Luo Yao had forgiven her, Su Mengqi’s mood became excited again, and she was eager to touch Luo Yao all over.

Su Mengqi’s actual height was half a head taller than Luo Yao. Now, Luo Yao and Su Mengqi were in a position that was about to become a strange ‘wall press.’ Because Su Mengqi was blocking Luo Yao’s path, he couldn’t see the expressions of the other students passing by. Seeing the somewhat angry and slightly cute Luo Yao in her arms, a special sense of possession filled Su Mengqi’s heart again.

For a moment, Su Mengqi wished that Luo Yao’s eyes would only see her. No other woman should be in her house or in her bed.

‘You… what are you doing?’ Luo Yao looked at Su Mengqi, whose eyes were beginning to glaze over, and a sense of foreboding washed over him again.

Just a small physical contact had already made Su Mengqi unable to control herself, and she had become addicted to Luo Yao like a drug.

Perhaps, in this world, handsome boys are like an incurable poison.

Looking at the addictive Luo Yao, Su Mengqi’s inner voice of discord became increasingly prominent.

He belongs only to me. Anyone who looks at him more than once is profaning him.

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[It is possible that there will be no update tomorrow (only possibly)]