Why are you all trying to win over me, the male supporting character?

It might be because his improper thoughts are at work.

He instinctively wanted to avoid her embrace, but when he looked down and saw the bruises on her arm, he softened.

Ugh!

Jiang Aiyu is a very pitiful girl.

Perhaps she didn't even know what her hug meant.

She probably just wanted to keep warm.

Thinking of this, Lu Chengzhou's heart softened even more.

He continued slicing the ginger, saying nothing more, and did not push her away.

The water in the pot has boiled.

Looking at the cleaver beside the pot and feeling the warmth behind him, Lu Chengzhou suddenly realized that he was walking down the same path as Cheng Ge.

This……

Compassion is something that can be deadly when you try to reason with someone.

Although the beautiful girl behind him has a pure heart, the current scene makes it impossible for anyone to think of her in a pure way.

Lu Chengzhou had no choice but to use the excuse of pouring ginger shreds into the pot to get out of her arms.

"teacher."

Jiang Aiyu stared at him blankly.

There was no moonlight in the kitchen, only a lamplight that resembled moonlight.

The lighting was dim, but it didn't hinder their observation of each other at all.

However, at present, only Jiang Aiyu is being observed.

Lu Chengzhou wasn't looking at her at all; he was completely focused on the shredded ginger bubbling in the pot.

His will to survive is indeed tens of thousands of times stronger than Cheng Ge's.

If it were Makoto, he could probably imagine all sorts of fancy moves the opponent would make.

"Teacher, I feel warmth from you."

"When I hold you, my heart beats a little faster."

"Tell me, is what we're doing called love?"

Jiang Aiyu was still saying this in a very serious tone.

She pondered the knowledge she had gained from books, but never felt that she had truly understood it.

But now it seems that we finally have an answer.

The symptoms described in the book, which resembled a cold and fever but were not quite, were now manifesting in her.

Lu Chengzhou's lips twitched slightly: "You're a girl, don't always talk about sex, it's so uncivilized."

Jiang Aiyu frowned: "Teacher, you have a problem with your punctuation."

Lu Chengzhou: "Hmm?"

Jiang Aiyu corrected him seriously, "What I want to know is the feeling of love, not what you're talking about."

Now it was Lu Chengzhou's turn to be terrified.

So, he'd been thinking the wrong thing all along?

Jiang Aiyu had mentioned this to him several times before, so it turns out he was just misunderstanding it?!

"However, I don't think there's a big difference, do I?"

Jiang Aiyu crossed her arms, tilted her head slightly, and seemed to be deep in thought.

So cute.

so cute.

The charm of the adorable type is immense.

However, if she were dressed properly, the visual effect would probably be better.

Lu Chengzhou turned off the fire that was simmering the brown sugar ginger water.

He grabbed her wrist and led her into the living room.

"Why aren't the lights on..."

He tried pressing the switch and realized the light was broken.

Fortunately, there was moonlight in the room, so it wasn't too dark.

Lu Chengzhou led her to the sofa.

He picked up his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

She didn't hold onto the clothes, but let them slip down again.

Lu Chengzhou awkwardly turned his face away.

"Put your clothes on properly, or I'm taking you home."

130. It became unclean.

Jiang Aiyu slowly put on her clothes.

Just when Lu Chengzhou thought she was dressed, he turned around and saw that she had taken her clothes off again.

His face flushed red instantly.

"Miss Jiang, you can't do it this way."

For a hot-blooded young man like him, this was practically torture.

How could you not be tempted by a cute and innocent-looking girl sitting in front of you, her clothes half-undone?

If you're not moved by this, you're not a normal man.

Jiang Aiyu pursed her lips and said, "I can't unbutton the back buttons, teacher, can you help me?"

Lu Chengzhou was bewildered: "There are no buttons on the back of this shirt?"

Jiang Aiyu shook her head.

She pointed to her underwear.

Lu Chengzhou came to his senses.

His face turned even redder than before, and even the roots of his ears turned red.

That's ridiculous, sister!

"We're different genders, you know that!"

"knew."

"Do you know that men and women should not touch each other?"

"knew."

Hearing her say "I know," Lu Chengzhou felt even more dumbfounded.

"Then how can you let me help you unbutton this?"

"I do not know."

This time, Jiang Aiyu didn't say "I know".

Meeting Lu Chengzhou's slightly embarrassed gaze, she once again uttered something surprising:

"Maybe it's because the teacher made me feel very comfortable."

In Jiang Aiyu's own view, this sentence is exactly what it says.

Isn't someone who makes her feel warm and often lends a helping hand the kind of person who makes her feel comfortable?

However, to Lu Chengzhou...

This sentence is practically teetering on the edge of a 404 error.

He wanted to tell Jiang Aiyu more than once that she should not only say half of what she said, but say the whole thing.

But judging from her dazed expression, she probably doesn't realize that she only said half of what she was saying, and there's another very important part.

Ultimately, the evil one is not the beautiful girl, but the self-righteous and righteous person.

Strictly speaking, a person who knows what is serious and what is not serious can no longer be considered a serious person.

……

Two minutes later.

Jiang Aiyu took off all her wet clothes and changed into the clean clothes that Lu Chengzhou had given her.

Lu Chengzhou looked at his hands and felt that they had changed.

It has become unclean!

It lost its principles and did things it shouldn't have done!

Ugh……

After much thought, this is probably the fate of a supporting male character.

After all, this kind of role is generally designed to cater to pretty girls.

He used to serve only the female lead, but now he serves a bunch of female supporting characters with similarly tragic fates.

It seems like something has changed, yet it also seems like nothing has changed at all.

Lu Chengzhou felt rather melancholy.

Jiang Aiyu was definitely not leaving tonight, and Lu Chengzhou didn't want her to sleep on his bed, which hadn't had its sheets washed for four or five days, so he had no choice but to make a makeshift bed for her on the sofa.

"Good night."