A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

The bell rang to signal the end of evening self-study, and the long-suppressed campus came alive with excitement.

"Old Shen, I'm leaving now!" Liu Gaoyuan waved his hand, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and was about to run away.

"In a hurry to be reincarnated."

"Fuck you, I'm going back to grind for points!"

By the time he finished speaking, he had already stepped out of the classroom.

The sound was quickly slurred in the noisy environment, and Shen Ye couldn't hear it clearly.

Thinking that the other person did nothing but watch anime and play games, Shen Ye didn't pay any attention.

"Brother, this is for you." Mu Jinghuan tugged at Shen Ye's sleeve.

Shen Ye looked down and saw the little robot holding a small bag of cookies in both hands.

A faint smile graced her fair and lovely oval face.

Shen Ye gently patted her head and asked softly, "Where did you get this? Why don't you eat it yourself?"

"My deskmate just gave it to me," Mu Jinghuan blurted out without thinking. "My sister said that good things should be shared with friends, so I kept it and didn't eat it."

The little robot's deskmate is a very cheerful girl.

Of course, this cheerfulness did not include Shen Ye.

Shen Ye remembered that when he went to Mu Jinghuan's seat to find her, that classmate stammered and didn't dare to speak.

The girl hadn't left yet, and hearing the conversation in the back row, her gaze drifted over.

Shen Ye took the opportunity to greet her.

Huh?

Strange, why did you lower your head again?

Shen Ye was puzzled by the other person's blushing and shrinking back.

Am I that scary?

"Thank you, Huanhuan." Shen Ye accepted Mu Jinghuan's kindness.

The little robot's smile deepened.

"However," Shen Ye said mischievously, "after writing problems all day, my brother's fingers are too weak to tear open the packaging."

"Huanhuan, could you help your brother tear this apart before feeding him?"

"Sure," Mu Jinghuan replied without hesitation.

What Brother Shen Ye said must be true.

She was also happy to be able to help her brother.

But did the teacher assign that many problems today?

I finished writing it and nothing happened.

Tearing open the plastic packaging, Mu Jinghuan picked up a dark brown chocolate chip cookie with her small hand and offered it to Shen Ye's slightly open mouth.

Just as the black object was about to be shoved into Shen Ye's mouth...

Mu Jinghuan's wrist was grabbed.

"Sister, what's wrong?" She looked up innocently at the tall Mu Jingyan.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Jingyan sneered, her eyes flashing with a chilling light.

She broke the cookie in half and poked it into Shen Ye's mouth.

This was shoved directly into Shen Ye's throat.

"Cough cough cough—! I, I swear! You're fucking murdering me!"

The crumbs of biscuits stuck in his throat, and Shen Ye coughed violently.

"You're the one who murdered me. This will teach you a lesson." Mu Jingyan said with a disgusted expression.

It's one thing for them to bully me, but they even went so far as to deceive Huanhuan.

I really want to stomp on his stinky face.

Shen Ye almost couldn't catch his breath and had to drink several mouthfuls of water to calm down.

He glared angrily at Mu Jingyan.

Why are you everywhere?!

"snort."

Mu Jingyan looked at the lingering bruises around Shen Ye's eyes and smiled slightly.

"Pandas are not allowed to be kept at the school."

After uttering those sarcastic words, the tall girl grabbed her younger sister and left.

Shen Ye was left alone, standing there in a helpless rage.

......

"Damn Mu Jingyan!"

Shen Ye stood at the back door of Class 2 with panda eyes, and passersby couldn't help but laugh when they saw him.

His eye sockets are just too funny.

Shen Ye muttered a curse under his breath, deciding to take advantage of tomorrow's head-patting opportunity to get his revenge.

"Brother, wait for me a little longer."

Lin Chunuan, worried that Shen Ye would be getting impatient, poked her head out of the classroom and said something.

Today it's her turn to clean.

"It's okay, take your time, no rush," Shen Ye said nonchalantly.

Since the two of them live close by, a little longer won't make a difference.

With no one around, he moved to a spot where surveillance cameras wouldn't easily capture him in the dead of night, and pulled out his phone from a pocket in his school uniform to pass the time.

A dark figure silently circled around to the boy's back.

"Don't move! Bring out your phone!"

A warm palm silently covered him, the fingertips carrying a faint warmth, suddenly blocking Shen Ye's vision, and the surrounding scenery instantly fell into darkness.

The person behind him was pressed close, their soft breaths gently brushing against the back of his neck.

Shen Ye didn't move.

He wasn't intimidated; he's not that timid.

I just wanted to enjoy myself a little longer.

The body pressed against my back was warm and fragrant, especially the upper part, which felt like cotton was being squeezed.

The tight, elastic feel of the fabric permeated the two layers of school uniform.

Shen Ye was filled with regret—

I should have just worn my school uniform.

The difference in physical sensation between having a school uniform jacket and not having one.

It's like the difference between 0.05mm and 0.01mm.

Of course, this is based on only considering thickness and not other factors.

Shen Ye stood still, letting the delicate body pressed against his back rapidly heat up.

Finally, Chu Cihan couldn't hold on any longer.

The girl's cheeks flushed red, and her body temperature rose sharply as the contact time lengthened.

Until a peak—

Chu Cihan, filled with shame and indignation, pushed Shen Ye away and shouted, "You filthy scoundrel!"

The girl clutched her chest, glaring with her dark eyes through gritted teeth.

"Didn't you say you weren't allowed to move? I didn't move."

Shen Ye turned around with a look of regret.

If only it could have lasted a little longer...

"Also, how am I a pervert? I didn't sneak up behind someone and hug them without saying a word."

"If we're talking about thugs, then you're the one."

"You, you, you!" Chu Cihan was so anxious that a few tears welled up in his eyes.

She just wanted to tease Shen Ye, but ended up being teased by him instead.

Shen Ye, not content with what he had, turned around and shifted the blame onto Chu Cihan.

The girl stomped her foot angrily.

She knew she couldn't win an argument with Shen Ye.

So let's get straight to the point—

Chu Cihan grabbed Shen Ye's arm and pulled him towards the corner of the stairs.

"What are you going to do? I'm warning you, it's illegal to force someone to do something they don't want to do." Shen Ye followed along, half-heartedly.

It seems they weren't unwilling.

Chu Cihan remained silent throughout, his head bowed, his eyes hidden by his bangs, making it impossible for Shen Ye to discern his expression.

More than ten minutes have passed since evening self-study ended.

Most of the students had left, and there were only a few teachers left.

At the corner of the stairs, in a place without surveillance cameras, Chu Cihan pressed Shen Ye face-to-face against the wall, the two of them extremely close.

What I am is...

Did I get pinned against the wall?

Shen Ye couldn't believe that this kind of thing would happen to him.

Shouldn't it be the other person who does the wall slam?

Being pinned against the wall by Chu Cihan is too humiliating.

Shen Ye struggled symbolically for a few moments.

"Do not move."

He stopped moving.

Fine, I'll reluctantly give in to her this once.

Speaking of which...

What do you do after a wall slam?

kiss?

No, no, puppy love is wrong and must be resolutely resisted.

However, since it's forced upon me, there's nothing I can do about it.