I am not a good person after my rebirth

Chapter 173: Closely touching face with Chen Yu, Ren Qingyan breaks down (two in one)

After ten consecutive days of intensive military training, Qian Jia, Ren Qingyan and Song Zhiwei chose to recuperate in the dormitory on the first day of rest, and planned to visit the major attractions in Jinling City the next day and the day after tomorrow.

Anyway, there are three days off, and classes don’t officially start until Monday.

As a half-Jinling native, Ren Qingyan volunteered to be a tour guide for her two roommates and take them to experience the historical heritage of the ancient capital of Six Dynasties.

Suddenly Qian Jia's cell phone rang. After reading the message, Qian Jia looked a little embarrassed.

Ren Qingyan immediately leaned forward curiously, and Qian Jia guiltily put the phone against his chest.

This kind of cover-up made Ren Qingyan believe that Qian Jia had some unspeakable secrets, and it was very likely related to her. She clung to him even more tightly, and said in a coquettish tone: "Jia Jia, let me see! Who sent you the message? It can't be a boy in our class, right?"

Qian Jia had a good relationship with the three girls in the dormitory because of her lively and cheerful personality. Even though Qian Jia was somewhat biased towards Chen Yu on the issue of Chen Qingshan, Ren Qingyan did not transfer her contempt and disgust for Chen Yu to Qian Jia.

"No." Qian Jia denied with embarrassment.

"Then let me see it." Ren Qingyan insisted.

"Don't look at it, Yanyan. If you look at it, you'll get angry again."

Qian Jia advised kindly. When Ren Qingyan heard this, her face darkened immediately, "Is it that bitch Chen Yu who sent the message? What did she send? Let me see."

Qian Jia didn't say anything, which showed his agreement.

Ding Dong. The phone alert sounded again.

"Look! Jia Jia." Ren Qingyan urged.

Qian Jia's cell phone was pressed against her chest. She didn't know whether to look at it or not, which was very embarrassing.

Even Song Zhiwei, who was usually the most aloof, moved a stool, moved closer to Qian Jia, and leaned forward.

He doesn't say anything, but only uses actions to express his views.

Qian Jia looked helpless. Weiwei, how come you are also involved in gossip?
Look, look, it’s not something shameful anyway.

The three girls all stared at Qian Jia's phone screen.

Sure enough, it was another show-off from Chen Yu.

This time it’s also a photo.

In the photo, a boy is bending over to make hot tea.

In front of the man was Liu Xuan and behind him was Chen Yu.

The post reads: [Jia Jia, I didn’t expect Chen Qingshan to be able to make Kung Fu tea! I told him I didn’t want to drink it, but he insisted on making it for me. He doesn’t even know that I don’t really like tea.]

The whole screen is filled with boasting, which is an apparent criticism but an actual praise. It seems that he is criticizing Chen Qingshan in his words, but in fact, he is showing his favor to Chen Qingshan through his words.

Ding Dong sounded again.

Chen Yu typed again: [Jia Jia. Don’t let Ren Qingyan see these photos. I’m afraid she won’t be able to bear it.]

Qian Jia sent a "..."

I was speechless. Chen Yu, why are you so bitchy? It's clear from your words that you want me to hold up my phone, enlarge the photo, and show it to Ren Qingyan clearly.

With a sigh, Qian Jia replied: "Yan Yan is right next to me, she has seen it."

Chen Yu, who was in Chen Qingshan's office, saw Qian Jia's reply and couldn't help but cover her red lips with her hands. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh out loud, and it was very difficult to hold it back.

Chen Qingshan, who was handing tea to Chen Yu, saw Chen Yu's expression and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Chen Yu, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing... nothing!" Chen Yu covered it up guiltily.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Hiss! Hot...

The little red tongue stuck out, then curled up into a small ball, and used its hands as a fan to cool it down.

Very cute.

It whetted Chen Qingshan's appetite.

Chen Yu hissed twice and glanced secretly at Chen Qingshan. The man looked distressed.

He blamed himself: "Burn? It's my fault that I didn't remind you."

He bent down naturally, blew, and coaxed: "Blow it, blow it and it won't hurt."

Oh~ Chen Yu's face turned red instantly. She could feel Chen Qingshan's breath blowing on her small tongue. The feeling was very embarrassing. She clearly didn't touch anything, but it seemed like they were stuck together.

She subconsciously shrank back, ashamed, and said in a delicate voice: "It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you, Chen Qingshan, the tea you made is delicious."

Chen Qingshan did not go any further and offered to help Chen Yu check his injuries, and stopped there.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, tasted the water temperature, and said, "It's not hot now."

Chen Yu took the tea from Chen Qingshan with both hands. He tested the water temperature to make sure it would not burn his tongue. He also took a sip. Just now he only felt that it was burning his tongue, but now he tasted three parts sweetness after drinking it. It turned out that tea is not all bitter.

"Chen Qingshan."

Chen Yu called out.

"Hmm?" Chen Qingshan looked at Chen Yu with a hint of doubt.

The latter blushed and said, "My shoulders are a little sore, Chen Qingshan, can you help me press my shoulders?"

Chen Qingshan naturally wanted this kind of behavior of upgrading intimacy through physical contact.

His "Eagle's Golden Finger" is not in vain.

He immediately stood behind Chen Yu, put his hands on her snow-white shoulders.

Chen Yu was obviously dressed up carefully today, wearing a black tight vest that outlined her graceful figure.

The slender waist, which is so thin that it cannot be grasped with one hand, is not a gift from nature, but it is just the right level of perfection.

She was wearing a blue plaid long-sleeved shirt with the top two buttons undone, half-exposing her clothes, just like the shy girl who was reluctant to accept but also reluctant to accept.

Chen Qingshan stood behind her, without having to lower his head. All he could see was the girl's endless beauty.

Good looking, love to watch, want to explore.

Chen Yu felt the massage from Chen Qingshan's five fingers and found it extremely comfortable. The muscle soreness caused by more than ten days of high-intensity military training was slowly released under Chen Qingshan's acupressure.

It feels sour, numb, painful and tender.

Chen Yu couldn't help but want to scream out.

What a gaffe.

With every press, Chen Qingshan's thumbs would slowly sweep across both sides of her snow-white neck with considerable force, like sweeping and scraping. Chen Yu could clearly feel that the snow-white skin of her neck had gradually turned pink.

Chen Yu was secretly delighted and panicked at the same time. How come Chen Qingshan knew everything?

I secretly put my legs together, took out my phone and turned on the camera.

With an awkward expression, he said, "Chen Qingshan, lower your head a little."

Chen Qingshan hummed, puzzled.

Chen Yu couldn't hide it any longer and could only confess: "I took this photo for Qian Jia."

"Why did you send our photo to Qian Jia?"

"Ren Qingyan is watching next to Qian Jia." Chen Yu lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and explained: "Ren Qingyan often ridiculed me in the dormitory. I want to take some intimate photos of you and ridicule you back. Chen Qingshan, am I too mean?"

"Bad?" Chen Qingshan raised his voice, "Xiaoyu, you are as kind as a white lotus."

Uh! Chen Yu was a little surprised. Isn't she a bad woman enough? She used you to provoke Ren Qingyan.

Chen Qingshan sighed. "Chen Yu, you should have told me earlier! If you had told me earlier, I would have cooperated with you a long time ago."

As long as Ren Qingyan can break down her defense, I, Chen Qingshan, will come to help.

It's not because of love that I turn into hate, I simply like to see Ren Qingyan screaming in anger and humiliation.

Taking the phone from Chen Yu's hand and adjusting the angle, Chen Qingshan directly attacked him head-on.

Their faces were pressed tightly together, fitting perfectly. Chen Yu blushed instantly, she could feel the warmth of Chen Qingshan's soft cheeks.

A flash of light came on.

Chen Yu watched as Chen Qingshan checked the photo that was so close to his face in the chat room between him and Qian Jia.

Isn't this a bit too intimate?
Chen Yu was a little timid, but Chen Qingshan had already sent the photos.

In front of her, he typed: [Jia Jia, Chen Qingshan forced me to post this. He wanted to be intimate with me and take pictures, but I didn't want to. I hate Chen Qingshan so much! He bullies me...]

Oh wow! Chen Yu looked at Chen Qingshan in disbelief. He looked at the text Chen Qingshan sent and remained speechless for a long time.

Originally, Chen Yu thought that he was already weird enough, but he didn't expect that there is always someone better than you. The real master of yin and yang is Chen Qingshan himself.

I couldn't bring myself to say those embarrassing words.

It's so out of control! So ambiguous!
She could imagine how upset Ren Qingyan would be when she saw this photo and text. She would probably destroy the dormitory.

Ren Qingyan's reaction was just as Chen Yu had expected. When she saw the photo of Chen Qingshan and Chen Yu face to face, her face was as gloomy as a dark cloud pressing down on the city. When she saw the following words, her defense was completely broken. If it wasn't Qian Jia's phone that sent the message to Chen Yu, Ren Qingyan would have smashed the phone.

He frowned, his heart ached again. He covered his chest with his hands, gasping for breath.

Seeing this, Qian Jia hurriedly put down his phone, supported Ren Qingyan, stroked her back, and helped her calm down.

Yanyan, I'm not saying anything bad about you. I told you not to watch it, but you insisted on watching it. Aren't you asking for trouble?
Qian Jia didn't know how to comfort Ren Qingyan, so she just helped her calm down while mechanically repeating, "Yanyan, don't be angry. Yanyan, don't be angry."

“Jia Jia!” Ren Qingyan turned around and threw herself into Qian Jia’s arms, crying bitterly. While crying, she gnashed her teeth and cursed: “Chen Yu is a bitch.”

"Yeah."

"Chen Qingshan is also a beast."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"They both died a miserable death."

"Uh...Yan Yan, it's over now." Qian Jia hesitated, but still tried to persuade her. Cursing is fine, but cursing others to a bad death is a bit too much.

"I don't care, they deserve to die."

All right, all right! You are right to cry. I will do whatever you want.

Song Zhiwei, who was standing by, looked at Ren Qingyan, who was crying and cursing in Qian Jia's arms, and tentatively suggested, "Yanyan, why don't we go to Chen Qingshan's store to find him?"

Hearing this, Qian Jia was surprised. Weiwei, what do you mean by not coming to comfort Yanyan but instead adding fuel to the fire?
Song Zhiwei regretted what she said as soon as she said it. She had said something out of turn. Why did she say what was in her heart?

He quickly made amends, "I just can't stand Chen Qingshan bullying you like this."

Ren Qingyan was deeply moved by this deep sisterly love. She threw herself from Qian Jia's arms into Song Zhiwei's arms, crying her heart out.

Sniffling, he choked and said, "Weiwei. You are the only one in the world who is nice to me. Everyone else bullies me."

Qian Jia, who was standing next to him, was confused. I just helped you calm down, and you just cried in my arms. In the blink of an eye, I became a bad woman?
Song Zhiwei imitated Qian Jia and gently patted and stroked Ren Qingyan's back to comfort her. But she was muttering in her heart that she should keep her thoughts to herself in the future.

She had never lived in such a lively dormitory before. It felt like she was in a melodramatic TV series. She was not an audience member, but an important female supporting role. She participated in the entire story line and could even change the direction of the plot while enjoying the show.

This sense of immersion is simply invincible.

……

Principal Chen’s office.

After sending the photo, Chen Qingshan turned off his phone and put it back on the table. He turned to look at Chen Yu who was sitting in the boss chair.

The burning gaze made Chen Yu blush, and it seemed that there was still some warmth from Chen Qingshan on his face.

Chen Qingshan nonchalantly praised: "Chen Yu, your skin is so good. What facial cleanser do you usually use? Recommend it to me."

Chen Yu watched Chen Qingshan's index finger sliding across her cheek, and her own cheek also felt itchy, as if it was touched by Chen Qingshan's index finger at the same time.

She was embarrassed at first, then followed Chen Qingshan's topic and said modestly: "No. Your skin is better than mine!"

It was originally a polite remark that no one could find fault with.

However, Chen Qingshan actually nodded in agreement, "I think my skin is good, too."

Then, he took Chen Yu's right hand and put it on his cheek, motioning her to feel it, "Feel it. Is it smooth? Not greasy at all."

Huh? This is also possible? Liu Xuan, who was sitting on the sofa, watched the whole process and was confused. When they first came in, the three of them were just ordinary classmates. After a while, Chen Qingshan and Chen Yu were already touching each other's faces.

I didn't notice any special words or actions from Chen Qingshan.

Everything seemed to fall into place naturally.

Ask Chen Yu to sit in the boss chair. Make a cup of tea. Chen Yu got burned, so Chen Qingshan blew on it. Then, for some reason, their faces came close to each other. Now, they don't even avoid people, and just touch and pinch each other.

I feel like it was the same with the senior student last time. He was clearly traveling with her all the way and there was nothing unusual, but in the end, the senior student made his bed and folded his quilt, and even took the initiative to ask for his contact information.

Liu Xuan thought about it, but couldn't figure it out. The only thing he could think of was that Chen Qingshan was shameless.

Just by looking at the action of helping Chen Yu blow the flute, his face turned red.

If I get married in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to do such a cruel thing.

Sitting in the boss chair, Chen Yu felt embarrassed. How come Chen Qingshan had no sense of boundaries at all?

Liu Xuan is still here!
However, Chen Yu was glad that Chen Qingshan did not touch her face directly, otherwise she would not know how to refuse him.

As soon as the little hand was placed on Chen Qingshan's cheek, Chen Yu listened to Chen Qingshan's self-praise and began to rub it unconsciously.

I didn't feel my face clearly just now, but now I know that Chen Qingshan's skin is also so good. It's not inferior to mine at all.

Smooth and tender.

He's just a little thick-skinned, as thick as the Ming city wall of Jinling City. Chen Yu pinched Chen Qingshan's face mischievously and chuckled.

The palm of his hand brushed across Chen Qingshan's chin, and the slightly emerging stubble of his beard swept across Chen Yu's white and tender palm, feeling both prickly and itchy.

It was a wonderful feeling. A slight pain with a little numbness. Chen Yu secretly felt it with his palm again.

itchy!

Chen Yu shuddered all over, and he began to like the feeling of touching Chen Qingshan's stubble.

There was a snap.

Chen Qingshan directly hit Chen Yu on the back of his hand, "Pay attention to the limits, Xiaoyu. I asked you to touch my face to see if it's tender, not to play with my stubble."

Chen Yu was so shocked by Chen Qingshan's words that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground to crawl into it.

Immediately, I felt infinitely aggrieved again.

Chen Qingshan, you hit someone. I don't want to be friends with you anymore.

It is this polar reversal of ambiguity and indifference that makes it difficult for Chen Yu to confirm the relationship between the two.

This bastard, when he dotes on her, he spoils her so much that her bones are softened, but when he is mean to her, he makes her feel wronged and want to cry.

Chen Yu really wanted Chen Qingshan to give her a quick death. Either they could be together or they could break up.

But Chen Yu didn't dare, for she was afraid that if she asked, she would even lose their status as friends.

This is also the result that Chen Qingshan wanted. He was testing how much ambiguity Chen Yu could accept on the basis of an uncertain relationship.

Although Chen Yu's legs were exceptional, they were not so exceptional that he would give up an entire forest.

Just when the relationship between the two was cooling down a little, a beautiful figure rushed into the office.

In a hurry, like a mad woman.

Before he even entered the room, he had already started to question, "Chen Qingshan, can you explain to me what the 'Golden List' package on the poster wall outside means? 29800 a year, can you guarantee that the students' scores will increase by 50 points? How much lung capacity did you show in the physical examination? How can you brag so much?"

As soon as she entered the door, Xu Lu's expression froze when she saw Liu Xuan sitting on the sofa and Chen Yu sitting on the boss chair.

Then, his face turned cold and he gently pushed the frame of his glasses with his index finger.

Professor Xu, who is elegant, intellectual, and aloof, and who even amazed Chen Qingshan, who was once obsessed with Ren Qingyan, appears on the scene at this moment.

(End of this chapter)