Otherwise, she wouldn't want to be so intimate with Su Qianqian, lest others misunderstand.
Perhaps the student behind her is currently working hard to finish updating that so-called "Delicate Love."
Just as Jiang Cuo lifted Su Qianqian's head...
Su Qianqian frowned unhappily, and as if she were delirious with fever, she suddenly stood up like a rocket.
Su Qianqian's chair bumped into Su Lian's desk.
The classroom, which was originally a bit noisy during recess, suddenly became quiet.
Su Qianqian was dazed, her eyes tightly closed, but her fingers were waving wildly in the air. Then she murmured loudly, "I'm not horny, I didn't horny... Who's framing me... Waaah..."
As Su Qianqian stood up and opened her mouth to ramble on, Jiang Cuo felt a throbbing in her temples, as if Su Qianqian's headache had transferred to her brain.
Jiang Cuo immediately stood up, covered Su Qianqian's mouth, and forced her to sit down.
Su Lian, standing behind Su Qianqian, desperately wanted to step forward and make her presence known to her beloved sister.
However, Jiang Cuo's cold gaze, like an icicle, posed a silent threat, making her hesitate to proceed.
So Su Lian could only secretly bite her pen behind Su Qianqian's back, watching Jiang Cuo play chess against Su Qianqian with resentment.
Su Qianqian's face was now frighteningly red, her cheeks as red as if she had deliberately sunburned.
What's even more outrageous is that although he clearly had a fever, he looked exactly like someone who had drunk two ounces of strong liquor, with pink bubbles seemingly coming out of his nostrils, gurgling as if he had stewed himself up.
Su Qianqian was naturally unwilling to have her mouth covered by Jiang Cuo.
She felt terrible inside and out; there was no part of her body that felt comfortable. She wanted to vent her emotions.
Why can't even this most basic and simple requirement be met? Just because she doesn't have parents, just because she's an orphan, does that mean she has to be bullied at will?
Su Qianqian felt increasingly sad as she thought about it.
Jiang Cuo covered Su Qianqian's mouth and dared not let go, not knowing what shocking things the delirious Su Qianqian would say next.
Su Qianqian felt increasingly sad and angry, and bit Jiang Cuo's palm.
The slightly pointed little tiger teeth were not only biting, but also secretly grinding down, as if venting the anger in its heart.
It's this nasty thing that's making her life miserable, isn't it?
She bit her to death.
Jiang Cuo gasped in pain.
She discovered that Su Qianqian was indeed sharp-tongued.
Looking at Su Qianqian's seemingly deliberately coquettish and shrewish appearance, Jiang Cuo suddenly recalled some familiar scenes.
It sounds like Su Qianqian's voice is also there.
In the dimly lit infirmary, the usually aloof and self-possessed man, after drinking a bottle of fake alcohol, forcefully embraced Su Qianqian, biting her neck and refusing to let go, even shamefully licking it.
Jiang Cuo blushed instantly, even more so than Su Qianqian.
It was actually her who did it?
Jiang Cuo felt as if an electric current was running through his palm, and he instantly withdrew his hand.
Su Qianqian burped because of the fever.
"belch!"
Jiang Cuo also burped in shock.
So the two of them blushed as red as monkey bottoms, and they kept burping at each other.
A note from the author:
Jiang Cuo: That's not me!
Su Qianqian: See through it but don't say it
Thank you all for the landmines! I'll add an extra chapter tomorrow at noon.
Chapter Thirty [Second Update]
The students' attention was drawn to it.
To be honest, this scene is really bizarre.
Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo sat facing each other, hiccuping one after another.
This scene should actually be very funny, but Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo are too good-looking, and both beauties are now flushed, which really limits the level of the scene.
Jiang Cuo pushed up his black-rimmed glasses.
What do you think? Why does this scene seem somewhat familiar?
But where did I see this before?
Suddenly, Jiang, who was sitting behind him, seemed to realize something and slapped his thigh with his left hand.
But she found it didn't hurt at all. Then she looked at her own leg in confusion and realized that she had taken the wrong picture. She had taken the picture of Su Lian's leg, and Su Lian was glaring at her with a resentful look.
Jiang Cuo, sitting behind him, awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "Hey, we're deskmates, it's understandable to accidentally pat the wrong person~ By the way, don't you think your sister and Jiang Cuo look like they're getting married right now? Except that when you get married, you kowtow to each other, but these two are burping at each other, so it's pretty much the same thing."
Su Liancai didn't like this situation happening.
She secretly rolled her eyes at her deskmate.
"What a strange person. His name is Lu Rong. Has he filled his brain with all that stuff? I still think Su Qianqian and I are the perfect match."
Su Lian muttered softly, but Jiang Cuo, who sat behind her, didn't pay any attention because her attention was focused on Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo.
He covered his nose while writing furiously.
We're looking forward to the sixth episode of "Qianqian's Misguided Love"!
When the homeroom teacher came in and saw Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo hiccuping, she assumed that they were just young and had been frightened by what had just happened. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she felt incredibly sorry for them.
She had been a teacher for several years, and this was the first time she had ever seen a student suffer such injustice.
I feel it was my fault.
"Su Qianqian, Jiang Cuo, if you two are not feeling well, you should go home first. I'll call a taxi for you."
The homeroom teacher stepped forward and saw that Su Qianqian was dazed, her face was flushed, and her body temperature was extremely abnormal. She knew that Su Qianqian must have a fever.
He wanted to reach out and touch Su Qianqian's forehead to take her temperature.
While hiccuping, Jiang Cuo had already reached out and placed his palm on Su Qianqian's forehead, leaving the homeroom teacher with no place to touch her.
The homeroom teacher didn't seem to mind and remained concerned.
The homeroom teacher knew that Jiang Cuo's family was not well-off, and now that Su Qianqian was feverish and semi-conscious, she couldn't call her housekeeper to pick them up, nor did she want Jiang Cuo to spend money.
Jiang Cuo nodded.
He skillfully took the phone out of Su Qianqian's pocket.
"Teacher, it's alright. Su Qianqian's housekeeper will come to pick us up. We live very close by, and I will take good care of Su Qianqian."
Because there were still classes, the homeroom teacher didn't ask too many questions, partly because she trusted Jiang too much.
Then they saw Jiang Cuo, his face flushed, helping Su Qianqian out of the classroom.
When Su Lian saw that Su Qianqian had left, she stood up, wanting to go back with her.
However, the homeroom teacher stopped her.
"You stay here and listen to the lesson. You're not sick, so don't run away."
The homeroom teacher knew Su Lian's background, and it would be a lie to say she didn't mind, but her professionalism as a teacher allowed her to treat everyone equally.
Su Lian had no choice but to sit back down in her seat listlessly.
Su Jianxiu has already been arrested. In this world, the only person she cares about is Su Qianqian.
As for that girl, she felt no remorse whatsoever.
Although that girl was initially isolated because she instigated someone to frame Su Qianqian.
But that girl has the right not to do it.
And after it was over, she gave the girl the money she had promised.
On the day she transferred here, she clearly saw the girl at the door take the money and then try to give up halfway, which was impossible.
Although she wanted to upset Su Qianqian, she still had principles in her actions; she only tried to get something for nothing from Su Qianqian.
She had to give that girl a bribe beforehand to get her to do anything.
To put it bluntly, that girl was just playing the victim for her own benefit; in the end, it was selfishness.
They want money, but they are also insecure, so they try to use their insecurity to make money. If that doesn't work, they will resort to playing the victim and using moral blackmail.
Once she knows the benefits of moral blackmail, she will habitually do it; frankly, it's a combination of inferiority and arrogance.
She wasn't destined for it, yet she was unwilling to accept it. Wasn't it all her own doing?
She's exactly the same selfish and scoundrel-like woman she was in the meeting room today.
Jiang Cuo pulled the staggering Su Qianqian through the corridor outside the classroom.
Who knew that Su Qianqian was completely delirious with fever at that moment. She pushed Jiang Cuo's hand away and walked away on her own, head held high and chest out.
Jiang Cuo touched his throbbing temples, thinking how difficult it was to deal with someone who had lost consciousness.
Then she remembered that after she got drunk that day, she seemed to have been rubbing against Su Qianqian in the equipment room in the same way. Her face turned even redder, and her ears felt so hot that she didn't know whether to cover her aching head or her red face.
What's going on here?
Even Jiang Cuo's usually aloof phoenix eyes showed a hint of helplessness.
The aura of coldness that kept people at a distance gradually disappeared.
Su Qianqian took a few steps forward, then turned around in a daze.
His whole face was red, burning, hot and flushed.
She swayed unsteadily, then walked towards Jiang Cuo, her round almond eyes narrowed into slits as she looked the tall Jiang Cuo up and down.