After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

Zhu Xun Chuan's eyelids twitched slightly.

Although he had taken a shower in the hotel master bathroom this morning, Su Mucheng was too wild last night, and the sweet orange perfume that belongs to top idols still left a trace on his clothes.

"Brother Chuan." Shen Tianxi looked up, her peach blossom eyes narrowing slightly. Half of the sweetness in her voice faded, replaced by an extremely dangerous probing. "You changed your perfume? This scent... it's a bit sweet, doesn't seem like something a boy would use. And your clothes..."

Shen Tianxi is also from a well-to-do family, the granddaughter of the deputy commander of the Tianjin Military Region, so her standards are naturally high.

Although she couldn't identify the brand of the garment, which didn't even have a logo, the quality of the fabric and the cut of the cashmere sweater made it clear at a glance that it was definitely expensive.

"I saw this dress was on sale yesterday and just bought it on a whim," Zhu Xun Chuan said without batting an eye, casually making up a lie.

Zhu Xun Chuan has no choice but to lie. He can only try to cover things up before the truth comes out!

Some people might ask, what if it goes wrong? Well, then you'll just have to bite the bullet and deal with it.

Shen Tianxi didn't dwell on the issue. Her gaze followed Zhu Xun Chuan's sexy Adam's apple all the way down.

Zhu Xun Chuan deliberately pulled the collar of his cashmere turtleneck sweater up very high today.

But his action of reaching for the milk just now pulled on the fabric of his clothes, and the edge of his collar inevitably slipped down by half an inch.

On that half-inch of skin, there was a striking, faint, dark red mark.

Shen Tianxi's gaze instantly locked onto that spot, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

"Brother Chuan, why is there a red patch on your neck?" Shen Tianxi's voice was tense, and she reached out with one hand, wanting to pull open the collar to see what was going on.

At the critical moment.

Zhu Xun Chuan grabbed Shen Tianxi's outstretched wrist with his other hand and pulled her forward, drawing half of her body into his arms.

"It's alright." Zhu Xun Chuan lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against Shen Tian Xi's earlobe. His tone was tinged with a mixture of helplessness and doting. "I didn't close the window last night, and the autumn mosquitoes are so vicious, they kept biting me. I scratched them a couple of times and they turned red. Why are you so jealous of everything?"

As he spoke, he reached out his right hand and gently pinched Shen Tianxi's fair and tender cheek.

The set of movements was fluid and graceful. Combined with Zhu Xun Chuan's extremely aggressive handsome face and calm aura, Shen Tian hope's defenses, which had just been erected, collapsed by half in an instant.

She's a hopeless romantic at heart, and when Zhu Xun Chuan hugged and pinched her like that, her cheeks immediately turned bright red, and her previous doubts were completely dispelled.

"Who...who's jealous?" Shen Tianxi said coquettishly, letting him pinch her cheeks, her watery eyes full of affection. "Then remember to light mosquito coils next time you sleep, or I'll feel sorry for you if you get bitten too badly."

The two were cuddling intimately in the back row of the classroom, oblivious to everyone else.

This scene was witnessed by Gu Qinghan on the podium.

Gu Qinghan's breathing became rapid instantly.

Her full breasts heaved violently with anger, and the buttons on her silk shirt almost popped off.

He didn't come home last night. He skipped class and was late this morning. Just now, he made dirty jokes and flirted with her in front of the whole class.

Now, right in front of her, he's hugging and touching the face of the most beautiful girl in the School of Literature!

An extremely strong possessiveness called "food protection" surged wildly through Gu Qinghan's limbs and bones.

"Click."

A crisp, unusual sound rang out from the podium.

The half piece of chalk that Gu Qinghan was holding was crushed into powder by her, and white dust covered her slender fingers.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely penetrating in the classroom, which was already mostly empty.

Zhu Xunchuan paused, then turned his head.

Gu Qinghan's face was cold as she casually took out a wet tissue and slowly wiped the chalk dust from her fingertips. She didn't even glance at Shen Tianxi; her icy gaze pierced straight through Zhu Xunchuan.

"Zhu Xunchuan." Gu Qinghan's voice seemed to be mixed with ice shards, carrying extremely suppressed anger. "Take your books and get to my office right now."

After saying that, she didn't even take her lesson plan. She turned around and walked out of the classroom in her high heels, her back exuding a murderous aura that seemed to kill anyone who stood in her way.

Shen Tianxi was startled by the sudden somber mood and tugged at Zhu Xun Chuan's sleeve with some concern: "Brother Chuan, Teacher Gu seems really angry. Are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'll go and get some criticism." Zhu Xun Chuan patted the back of her hand, downed the bottle of warm milk in one gulp, and handed the empty bottle back to her. "You go back to your dorm first, I'll take you out for something nice to eat at noon."

After calming down the school beauty, Zhu Xun Chuan strode towards the counselor's office at the end of the corridor.

He knew Gu Qinghan too well. The colder and more aloof this woman appeared on the outside, the fiercer the fire burned inside her.

We walked up to the mahogany door with the sign that read "Counselor's Office".

Zhu Xun Chuan didn't knock; he simply turned the doorknob and went inside.

The office lights weren't on, only a few rays of autumn sunlight streamed in from the windows. The blinds were drawn tightly shut.

Zhu Xun Chuan had just closed the door when a "click" was heard as the latch popped out, a sound that was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Before he could even turn around and see what was going on inside the room...

A sharp gust of wind, carrying the scent of expensive perfume, suddenly rushed towards me.

A delicate body radiating amazing heat and softness crashed directly into his arms.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Qinghan's eyes, framed by silver-rimmed glasses, shone with an astonishing light in the dim light. She reached out her long, slender, fair hands and grabbed Zhu Xunchuan's high-necked cashmere sweater by the collar, unleashing a tremendous force completely at odds with her aloof appearance.

"Bang!"

Zhu Xun Chuan's tall body was slammed hard against the hard mahogany door by her.

Gu Qinghan pressed herself against him, her long, slender legs, encased in black stockings, wedged tightly between Zhu Xunchuan's legs, her knees thrusting upwards with a punitive air.

She tilted her head back, her nose almost touching Zhu Xun Chuan's chin, and her clenched teeth revealed a morbid possessiveness that sent chills down one's spine.

"Tell me. That profound and physically demanding subject you studied last night, in which vixen's bed were you actually working on it?"