They don't actually think I like them, do they?

Lin Han looked at Su Ruxue. The girl had indeed dressed up specially today. Her long, snow-white hair was combed straight, and her pale yellow fitted dress outlined her figure perfectly. Her black high heels also subtly contained her overflowing sweetness.

The phrase "able to be both salty and sweet" perfectly captures the essence of pure desire.

"Now that everyone's here, let's go," Mr. Su said with a smile.

Led by the butler and his entourage, the group passed through the hall and entered the vast airport.

Then, it stopped in front of a black and white airplane.

Standing below, Lin Han looked up at the behemoth. Its sturdy and imposing nose reminded him of his own Kun Tou, which possessed the same domineering presence.

The fuselage is clearly engraved with the four large characters "Su Group", indicating that it is indeed owned by the Su family.

Just then, Su's father quietly patted Lin Han's shoulder and whispered, "To welcome you, Xiaoxue specially modified the interior of the plane to your favorite style..."

"The way I like it??" Lin Han was somewhat flattered.

He looked at Su Ruxue, who smiled but remained silent.

With great anticipation, Lin Han entered the plane.

What catches the eye are two rows of shelves. The shelves are filled with all kinds of fruits and desserts.

At first glance, Lin Han thought he had entered a restaurant, as even the chairs were covered with dessert stickers.

In the very center is an open kitchen, where a foreigner dressed in a chef's uniform is rubbing his hands together, ready to show off his skills with an ice shaver in front of him.

The chef's chest was emblazoned with four large characters: "World Smoothie Master"!

002. Negotiation with the perverted old man!

"Ta-da! This was specially prepared for Teacher Lin Han! This chef is a top expert in making smoothies!"

Su Ruxue leaned on Lin Han's shoulder and smiled sweetly.

"@#！T%!#%^!$#！1&*！" Lin Han almost fainted, his whole body convulsing.

"What a tragedy!!"

"Aren't you so happy that you can't even describe it in words?" Su Ruxue blinked her eyes. "Just tell the chef what flavor of shaved ice you want."

Lin Han strongly suspected that this girl was deliberately messing with him, but he had no proof!

When did he ever tell Su Ruxue that he liked eating this stuff?

No, not just doubt, Lin Han was certain he'd been set up!

He was about to explode when he looked up and saw the kind smiles of Su's parents.

"Teacher Lin, how is it? Xiaoxue prepared it especially for you," Su's father asked expectantly.

"You like it, don't you? You both love desserts, so you can enjoy yourselves on the journey," Su's mother said with a smile.

Lin Han hesitated for a long time before finally managing to force a smile.

"I love it so much! Thank you!"

Lin Han was too embarrassed to lash out in front of his elders.

How could such harmless and innocent parents have given birth to such an outstanding daughter!

The plane took off quickly, and in order not to disturb the two young people, Mr. and Mrs. Su chose to sit on the sofa at the back of the plane and watch TV.

Lin Han, under Su Ruxue's influence, had already started ordering at the front desk.

In fact, smoothies are not such a bad thing. They are just a little cold, a little tough, a little tasteless, and can make your stomach feel uncomfortable after eating them. Other than that, they don't have any other drawbacks.

The main reason Lin Han hated this thing so much was because Su Ruxue had repeatedly messed with his mindset.

Every time, they raise Lin Han's expectations to a very high level, making you think that something good is waiting for you, but in reality, the next second a whole plate of ice cubes will be stuffed into your mouth.

For example, if you look at Ms. Hattori alone, you might think she's not bad, after all, she was once a queen.

But then suddenly someone tells you that they're going to invite Momono-sensei over to treat your best buddy to a lavish, all-you-can-eat feast.

You're ecstatic! You've made a lot of preparations for this, working out your best buddy's muscles every day, just waiting to pierce his throat.

When the day came, they just threw a picture of Ms. Hata at you and told you to figure it out yourself.

With such a contrast, how could anyone not be mentally overwhelmed?!

Can that teacher, Ms. Hata, even be compared to Ms. Momoko?!

The former is already 35 years old! Women who married a little earlier at this age could already have children for you!

Please stop trying to piggyback on Teacher Tao's fame, you Tom and Dick? We're really not that close!

It was through this series of contrasting experiences that Lin Han developed PTSD related to shaved ice.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?"

The chef, speaking in somewhat broken Mandarin, asked politely.

Looking at the oversized shaved ice machine in front of him, Lin Han thought about throwing Su Ruxue's head in and shaving it, then using her juice to make the shaved ice. It would taste amazing.

“Sir?” the chef repeated.

"Get me a cup of mango pudding," Su Ruxue said.

Then, she looked at Lin Han.

Seeing Lin Han staring blankly at the ice shaver, Su Ruxue figured he was too conflicted to choose, so she answered for him.

"Give him a watermelon smoothie."

After ordering, Su Ruxue pulled Lin Han back to their seats.

The two sat facing each other, with a table between them and some snacks on it.

Actually, putting aside the smoothies, this private jet is quite comfortable.

The basic facilities are all available, making it feel like being in a hall that combines entertainment and business, with a group of waiters on standby at all times.

Sitting on such an airplane, the journey itself becomes a pleasure.

Soon, all the desserts were served.

As expected of a master, the grave mound was built higher than that of an ordinary small shop, and the concentration of blood was even higher.

The watermelon smoothies in other stores, with their red, bloody liquid, look like they're only enough for one person at most.

This shaved ice master knew that one person's blood could not repay a debt, so he deliberately killed several more people, and the blood almost overflowed the plate.

Lin Han stopped being coy, picked up a spoon, dug up Su Ruxue's grave with a shovel, and then put it in his mouth.

"By the way, Teacher Lin Han, didn't you say you had something to do at the Beijing office? School hasn't started yet, what is it you need to do?" Su Ruxue asked.

"Well..."

......

at the same time.

Baijing, JC Light Novel Club, Editorial Department.

"Aqing, what are you worried about?"

As a female editor passed by Zhu Yeqing's post, she saw the dejected Zhu Yeqing and asked him a question.

"It's that novel again! The author is coming tomorrow, and I'm still wondering if a novel like that can really be sold on the market."

"You mean that novel called something like 'Passerby'?"

"It's 'How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend'! Yukito, the editor-in-chief mentioned it just the other day, didn't you hear me?"

"Ah! I remember now, that erotic novel?" Snow Rabbit exclaimed in surprise, "You're in charge of it now?"

"Yup!"

Thinking about this, Zhu Ye Qing felt inexplicably aggrieved.

This novel was originally submitted to Orange Editor. Orange Editor gave it a very high rating and also showed it to the editor-in-chief.

But just a few days later, Orange Editor was transferred to another department, and the editor-in-chief handed the book over to her, putting her in full charge.

But Zhu Yeqing himself didn't think much of this book!

In her eyes, this book was full of elements that pandered to men, and it was no different from erotica!

This author must be an absolute psychopath! Otherwise, how could they write a book like this!

However, the editor-in-chief specifically instructed Zhu Yeqing to be kinder to the author in the chat, to encourage him more, and to give him more confidence.

"Oh my god! Am I going to have to deal with a greasy-haired perverted old man all by myself tomorrow?!" Zhu Yeqing scratched her head frantically.

She could already picture that scene!

A middle-aged man wearing tattered slippers, with greasy hair, picking his nose, and occasionally flashing a lewd smile, extended his hand to shake hands with me.

Help! !

"Condolences."

Snow Rabbit didn't know what to say, so she could only offer this words of comfort.

Although she hadn't read much of that novel, just from Zhu Yeqing's description, she could already imagine how exquisite it must be.

"no!"

Bamboo Leaf Green grabbed Snow Rabbit's hand. "You'll help me entertain her tomorrow! I can't handle it alone!"

"No! I'm busy too, don't drag me into this mess!" Snow Rabbit cried out in terror.

"I act so friendly on WeChat, what if that perverted old man tries to grope me? You can't just abandon your sister!" Zhu Yeqing shouted.

Hearing this, Snow Rabbit could only sigh and roll up his sleeves.

"Fine, if this creepy old man dares to lay a hand on you, I'll break his bones!"

003. A song written for Su Ruxue

"Huh? Teacher Lin Han has written a novel?" Su Ruxue asked in surprise.

"Don't tell anyone, I wrote this under a new alias!" Lin Han said.

"The famous musician Orange Marmalade is actually going to write a novel... That's so interesting!" Su Ruxue said excitedly, biting her spoon.

"let me see."

"No." Lin Han refused decisively.

Remembering the reactions of everyone who had read his book, Lin Han couldn't imagine how Su Ruxue, such a wicked person, would tease him if she saw it.

"Ah~ let me see." Su Ruxue pouted.

"No!"

“If you don’t give it to me, I’ll post the story of you wearing women’s clothes and pushing me down in my house online.”

"???"

For a moment, Lin Han was unsure whose innocence was more important.

She always manages to say the fiercest things with the calmest expression.

Lin Han sighed.

"My computer is in my suitcase. I'll tell you the name as soon as it's published, okay?"

"Okay," Su Ruxue replied obediently.

After the conversation ended, Lin Han yawned.

He glanced at the shaved ice on the table, which had been dug up beyond recognition, and then at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

It's such a nice day to close your eyes.

Lin Han lay on the sofa, feeling much more comfortable on the private jet than in the cramped economy class.

He closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a piece of soothing music began to play.

Lin Han was startled awake from his sleep, and he opened his eyes groggily.