"No, but you really do smell like milk. If you don't believe me, smell it for yourself." Su Jinning, believing it with her nose, grabbed Shen Moyu and insisted that he smell it himself.
Shen Moyu glared at him. Fine, let's just say he's lost his mind. While glaring at him, Shen Moyu pulled up his clothes and sniffed them. After sniffing for a while, all he could smell was laundry detergent. Lavender and milk have absolutely nothing to do with each other, okay?
Su Jinning raised an eyebrow, as if to say: See? I told you so.
Shen Moyu sighed, placed his hand on Su Jinning's forehead, and said with a worried expression, "You don't have a fever, maybe it's because you don't have a brain."
"Hiss!" Su Jinning slapped away the hand that was stuck to her forehead and said with a confident look, "If you don't believe me, go back to class and let others smell it! You have it on you, and you still won't admit it."
Shen Moyu rolled her eyes: "If you have another episode, you'll have to figure out how to get back to class yourself."
"I can't be bothered arguing with you, let's go back to class." Su Jinning shrugged.
"You think you're so capable? Why don't you get down yourself?" Shen Moyu crossed his arms, staring at Su Jinning, who was standing on one leg, with a look of amusement, and rolled his eyes.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was too talkative." Su Jinning hopped on one foot to Shen Moyu, pouting pleadingly. After all, without Shen Moyu's help, it might take him a year to get down to the fourth floor.
"Idiot, right?" Shen Moyu was amused by him. He looked at the 1.85-meter-tall giant baby in front of him, helplessly put Su Jinning's arm on his shoulder again, and accompanied him down the stairs step by step.
Perhaps because class was about to start, there were very few teachers and students walking back and forth in the hallway. Shen Moyu patiently helped him up to the second floor.
Su Jinning turned around and looked at Shen Moyu's handsome profile with a faint smile. Suddenly, he sighed inexplicably, "Do you think my future girlfriend will also help me slowly down the stairs like this when I'm injured?" His tone was wistful, but he was looking at Shen Moyu.
Shen Moyu paused, looked up at Su Jinning, and suddenly thought that the person who could be worthy of him must be exceptionally beautiful.
He smiled, but felt a sharp pain as if his lips were being pulled: "Probably."
The afternoon sun was no longer so glaring, and a few golden rays were evenly spread on the shoulders of the two boys.
In the silent corridor, they seemed to be the only sight to behold.
"Report!" Su Jinning, supported by Shen Moyu, spoke to Yan Sheng as if he were a pampered prince.
Yan Sheng wanted to cause trouble, since they were the last two to return to class, but when he saw Su Jinning's ankle wrapped in gauze, he could only frown and say, "Go back quickly."
The students looked at Su Jinning's bandaged ankle, and then at the top student supporting him, and the room erupted in a commotion.
Some people are saying whether the relationship is confirmed, others are joking that the top student was forced into it, and there's a whole bunch of gossip going around.
Su Jinning pouted and whispered in Shen Moyu's ear as if complaining, "How did I force you? Wasn't it the top student's own choice?" After Su Jinning finished speaking, she raised her eyebrows, which had a teasing tone.
"I'll tell Wei Teng about you climbing over the wall to get your takeout later," Shen Moyu warned Su Jinning through gritted teeth as she helped him back to his seat.
Su Jinning pouted and watched the top student leave and return to his seat, then smiled unconsciously.
The most boring math class was Yan Sheng's voice, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, echoed in the classroom. Although it was noisy, Su Jinning felt that it was more soporific than Jin Shuoshuo's English class.
He turned his head and saw his deskmate Chen Hang burying his head in his arms, as if he were secretly eating something. He frowned, roughly grabbed Chen Hang's hair, and pulled him up by force.
"Holy crap, Ning-ge, what are you doing? Murder?" Chen Hang took the bag of milk out of his mouth, somewhat annoyed that Su Jinning was disturbing his eating.
"Tsk, you drank milk right after lunch?" Su Jinning looked at the half-empty bag of milk in Chen Hang's hand. As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered the milky smell on Shen Moyu.
He subconsciously turned his head to look at Shen Moyu, who happened to be writing a problem with his head down. Beneath his not-pure-black, brown hair, his smooth swan neck was illuminated by the sunlight and firmly reflected in Su Jinning's eyes.
He squinted at Shen Moyu, as if that sweet aroma was wafting over again.
It was just the right amount of sweetness, mixed with a rich, mellow aroma. The moment it lingered around his nose, he felt an irresistible urge to bite into that milky-white neck.
Right at his Adam's apple, he gently bit and slowly sucked until red marks appeared. He wanted to know if it tasted like milk.
Hold!
Su Jinning shuddered, realizing something was terribly wrong, he quickly crossed his legs, as if trying to cover something up.
This is school, damn it!! That's my brother!! You better behave yourself!
He glanced at his crotch with a look of utter despair.
He buried his face in his palms, no longer daring to look at Shen Moyu.
This is the second time, the second time he's done this to Shen Moyu... Has he really gone mad?
Chen Hang, who was standing next to him, didn't know what was going on. He casually handed over a bag of milk and said with some disdain, "Just say you want to drink milk. Here you go, it's delicious."
He thought Su Jinning wouldn't accept it, but unexpectedly, someone next to him snatched the milk from his hand, tore open the bag without saying a word, and gulped down the milk.
"???" Chen Hang scratched his head, racking his brains for all the words he had ever learned, and finally found one that was somewhat appropriate for the situation.
Unable to bear the hunger and thirst.
Chapter 33 Monthly Exam Results
"You can dodge the first day of the month, but you can't dodge the fifteenth!" Chen Hang exclaimed loudly, crossing his legs, and casually slammed the book down on his face, as if he were resigned to his fate.
"Ah! If heaven gave me another chance, I would definitely choose B for that question!" Song Wenmiao rubbed his face a couple of times, then rested his chin on Chen Hang's shoulder listlessly. The two of them looked like a copy-paste.
Shen Moyu focused on the question in his hand and didn't care what the people around him were saying. Besides, the things they were worried about would definitely not happen to him.
Because he never fails an exam.
Similarly, without having to worry about grades, and remaining untainted by the murky atmosphere of the class, was Su Jinning, who was tied for first place with him.
One came in first place, and the other came in last.
Natural and unhurried.
Yan Sheng just finished class and sent a message to the class saying that the results would be released this afternoon, and that they should be mentally prepared.
Perhaps the teacher also felt that knowing the consequences early on was better than being hit in the face with a bad grade.
When the news spread, Class 8, which had been sunny and clear in the morning, was now shrouded in dark clouds, like a group of prisoners about to be executed, who had been informed of their death date.
"Look at our Ning-ge, so calm and composed in the face of danger! He's a great role model for everyone!" Chen Hang looked at Su Jinning, who was also indifferent with her head down, and his expression changed completely as if he had seen someone to emulate. He turned around and started joking.
"Don't be stupid." Su Jinning rolled her eyes at him and said reasonably, "At least I consistently rank first in every exam, okay? Can you do that?"
After speaking, he glanced at Shen Moyu, who was "tied" for first place with him.