Chapter 38 — The Dorm God Who Spat Blood (12) | Heroine, Your Man Just Ran Off With the Male Side Character!
Later, a certain someone who had fallen into the water pretended to be weak all the way, demanding various hugs, embraces, and touches from Xing Ge. Completely shameless.
“I think I caught a chill. Feel my forehead. Is it hot? Am I running a fever?” Chen Xi murmured weakly, guiding her hand to his face.
His eyes were like the finest black jade, or a starry night after rain, little lights glimmering inside. When this twenty-something scholar god turned the hormones on, people could faint on the spot.
Unfortunately, Xing Ge was a pure and clueless baby who did not understand these tricks.
She ruined the mood with one line. “I am not a doctor. How would I know if you have a fever?”
She even added a side-eye that said: so the all-powerful study god also has brain farts, huh.
Chen Xi: “…”
So annoying. He was throwing sultry looks at a blind man.
And to think he stayed up late reading shoujo manga to level up his moves, only for them to be useless. He should burn them when he got home.
At that moment, the heroine squeezed herself between them and pointed at the lakeside on purpose. “Senior, look. A pair of mandarin ducks.”
The lake shimmered like gold scales. Near the willow-shaded bridge, a bright pair of waterfowl nestled together. The warm wind made passersby drowsy.
“Oh,” Chen Xi replied, then glanced at Xing Ge with a meaningful smile. “When will these loving birds ever stop hugging?”
Xing Ge: Chen Xi, where is your dignity?
Chen Xi: It fell on the ground. Will you pick it up for me?
Xing Ge: …
Textbook routine. She refused to play.
She marched forward in silence.
“Honestly,” Chen Xi drawled, “someone as tiny as you thinks you can carry me? Tsk!”
Sure enough, that person turned around, face full of offense. “Do not look down on me. Sure, my brain is not as fancy as yours, but I can absolutely take you out.”
For some reason the scholar god’s ears turned a suspicious shade of red.
Xing Ge stepped up and lifted him into a princess carry.
Well now, this one had real strength. Solid muscle all over. He would not be worried about getting mugged on the street later. He thought, skillfully wrapping his arms around the other’s neck, his cheek pressed against the chin. A flash of triumphant laughter passed through his eyes as he said, “Fine, you have a little skill, but I bet you cannot make it to the thirteenth willow by the far shore.”
Xing Ge carried him, steady as a stone, straight to willow number thirteen.
“Why is everyone staring?” she asked, even having time for small talk.
“Probably because I am good-looking and widely adored.”
“You are getting more shameless by the day.”
“What is a face worth? Can you eat it?”
Xing Ge just found this perfect student displeasing and deliberately provoked him. “You have never tried it, so how would you know face is not edible?”
He chuckled, a sound that came from deep in his chest, then tilted his head Then he looked up and bit the other’s chin with his teeth, pretending to taste it. “Mm, seems I miscalculated.”
Behind them their two male friends finally cracked. “Hey, you two force-feeding dog food up front! Can you restrain yourselves a bit? People can actually die from overeating, you know!”
In the end, of course, they did not die.
Because if you are stuffed often enough, you get used to it. ㄟ( ▔, ▔ )ㄏ
Strolling along, they reached a row of souvenir stalls. The trinkets were like candy to the girls.
Long-neglected Feng Qianqian finally got a moment on camera and shyly said she liked something.
The vendor saw her interest and leaned in, even more enthusiastic. “Miss, this is a Three-Lives Cord. Legend says that by the Three-Lives Stone, a single red vine grows once every five hundred years. If two lovers wear it, they bind themselves across three lifetimes and never part. Since you are out with such a handsome boyfriend today, why not buy a matching pair as a keepsake? It really does bring good luck.”
The heroine’s big eyes blinked at Chen Xi, full of hopeful light.
“I will take this pair,” said a calm voice.
The speaker pulled out his wallet with elegant ease.
Feng Qianqian: “!!!”
Oh, heavens! Had the male god master finally wised up? Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, so exciting, so exciting!
Silently she prayed: Thanks to the Buddha, Guanyin, the Jade Emperor, and the entire heavenly bureaucracy for finally hearing my plea!
Joy to the world!
“Senior, you really do not have to spend money on me,” she said, trying to stay composed as she tucked her hair behind her ear and held out her hand with maidenly shyness.
“It is fine,” Chen Xi said.
“It is not for you anyway.”
Heroine: …what?
Vendor: …huh?
A certain person who was pulled over looked displeased. “What are you doing? I have not finished looking.”
She had finally found a wonderfully educational little yellow book.
Before she could protest more, a red cord was already tied around her wrist.
Xing Ge did not care for girly accessories and muttered, “What is a grown man doing with this stuff? If it were me, I would toss it. Takes up space.”
“If you dare to toss it, you can get your own meals from now on,” Chen Xi said with a pleasant smile. “By the way, the old master who makes those imperial-style pastries is a friend of my cousin’s uncle. His private menu is only for insiders.”
A chill ran down Xing Ge’s back.
Ahhh, the male lead, this sneakily wicked little b*stard! If you’re a man, let's fight! Always threatening people. Don’t you have any shame?
The black-haired beauty reached for the cord, and Xing Ge grabbed his hand in a panic. “No, no, no! This is something you gave me. Of course I'll treasure it! Don’t worry, I'll keep it on 24 hours a day without taking it off!”
Chen Xi kept smiling.
You think I am done? In your dreams.
Actually daring to flip through adult books in front of him and openly look at other people’s naked bodies when he hadn’t even seen his yet! Truly, if not disciplined for three days, he’d dare to tear the roof off! Should have taught him a lesson earlier. Otherwise, if this guy eventually got the upper hand, his lifelong dominance would be ruined!
He narrowed his eyes, mind turning. The formalin-scented biology lab would be a great place for mischief. First, tie him up…
He smoothed his face back to calm. “Really?”
“As true as gold.” She thumped her chest in assurance.
“Then tie mine too,” he said.
The intimidated foodie obediently complied.
“It looks good. The red suits you.”
He skillfully held Xing Ge’s hand, long fingertips slipping between like a slick little fish and locking into place.
Their hands interlaced.
The stall owner stared, stunned and jaw dropped.
Good heavens, these two were the actual couple?
He could not help shooting the girl a sympathetic look as she stood there, petrified.
“Right, right, whatever you say,” Xing Ge replied, already scanning for snacks. Suddenly her eyes lit up. She swung their joined hands excitedly. “Chen Xi, I think there is an ice pop stand over there!”
The group migrated to the kiosk.
In honor of the Three-Lives Cord, Chen Xi generously treated everyone to popsicles.
Cheng Rui nearly cried into his Cornetto. Finally, he did not have to eat whatever Little Bro left behind. A miracle.
“What do you want?” Chen Xi asked, glancing back.
Standing behind him, Feng Qianqian jolted like someone had called her number. “I am fine with anything…”
“Too much will upset your stomach. Better pick a smaller one,” he said thoughtfully.
“Senior…” Feng Qianqian’s eyes warmed. How considerate of him.
“Here.”
Then he stepped around her and handed the tiny popsicle to Xing Ge.
The heroine: “…”
So angry but still had to maintain a smile!
She took a cone and turned to see the black-haired youth slightly bent at the waist, his expression doting as he used his finger to wipe the snow foam from the youth’s mouth. His eyes rippled with sunny light. “Look at you. Got it on your face. Such a child.”
“Mind your own business!” Xing Ge rolled her eyes and handed him a napkin. “Wipe your hand. Otherwise it is sticky.”
“Why be so wasteful?” Chen Xi licked his fingertips and said hoarsely, “See? Clean.”
Xing Ge curled her lip. “So sleazy!”
Chen Xi raised a brow. “So you are saying you are hard?”
Xing Ge: “…” Can we talk like normal people?
The heroine, who saw everything, died a little inside. Then died again. And again.
This world was definitely biased against heroines. She had never been more certain.
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