Chapter 122 Cats and You Bump Heads.

A piece of candy is held between the lips and teeth.

The tongue licks and teases it repeatedly, pressing against it and letting it melt little by little, extracting every bit of sweetness from the intense sourness.

The candies were spinning around in a jumbled mess.

The teeth bumped and collided between each other.

In the end, it couldn't withstand the heat of the lips and tongue, turning into a pool of water and completely disappearing in the mouth.

Jiang Yingxu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he swallowed the faint sweetness.

Spring was in full bloom outside, and bright sunlight poured in through the glass window, clearly outlining the sharp lines of his tall profile.

No one could tell.

As Jiang Yingxu sat calmly and composed in the classroom, countless unspoken thoughts raced through his mind as he slowly chewed on a lemon candy.

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After school that day, Yan Zhaozhou came looking for him.

At the end of April, the temperature was around 20 degrees Celsius.

He wasn't afraid of the cold at all, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt that revealed his muscular arms, looking like a flamboyant peacock, with stacked silver chains jingling around his neck, standing in the aisle.

“I’ve already spoken to your teacher, Mr. Lei.”

As Yan Zhaozhou spoke, he casually moved closer to Zou Yuanyuan's desk, met her clear almond-shaped eyes, and blinked quickly.

Zou Yuanyuan smiled, revealing a pair of shallow dimples.

Only then did he raise his eyes with satisfaction.

He looked at Jiang Yingxu and extended an invitation.

"My driver will take us to the airport tomorrow."

"Take my family's private jet."

This year, Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School has five students who can participate in the national team selection: Yan Zhaozhou and Zou Yuanyuan from the math competition, Jiang Yingxu and Lai Cheng from the physics competition, and a boy from the biology competition.

The supervising teachers of three groups.

Fortunately, the Yan family had many cars and drivers, so they could skip the taxi or car rental process and be taken directly to the airport.

Little Orange already looks like a future gas cylinder, a chubby little thing.

Fearing that it might not be comfortable during air transport, Yan Zhaozhou simply called his father, Yan Xingtai, and requested their private jet.

He figured Jiang Yingxu would definitely bring his precious cat along.

That's the only advantage of private jets.

There's no need to wait in line, and the two cats can move around freely in the elevator.

Although Jiang Yingxu is as cold as an ice sculpture, has a mild temper and is easygoing, he can be sarcastic when he speaks, seemingly unintentionally, but often inexplicably makes people angry.

Yan Zhaozhou had never made this type of friend before, and after a while, he got used to it and even found it quite amusing.

Jiang Yingxu closed the paper and hummed in agreement.

Yan Zhaozhou took the schoolbag from Zou Yuanyuan's hand, his tone familiar like that of a close friend, "Then see you at the school gate at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Zou Yuanyuan waved to Shi Miao, "Miao Miao, I'm leaving now. See you after the exam."

The two walked out of the classroom side by side.

After saying something, Yan Zhaozhou raised an eyebrow and gently bumped Zou Yuanyuan with his shoulder. Zou Yuanyuan didn't dodge, but her almond-shaped eyes curved into a smile.

Tsk.

Male and female protagonist.

Considering that Yan Zhaozhou's attitude towards Jiang Yingxu is still good and he occasionally sends updates on the plot's progress, the wicked little cat will refrain from interfering in your relationship for now.

Shi Miao shoved the unfinished test paper into her desk, stood up, and looked behind her.

Jiang Yingxu lowered his eyes, his right fingertips stroking the lines on the ballpoint pen with slightly heavy pressure, as if he were lost in thought.

Attracted by the sound of her getting up, he blinked slowly before calming himself down, putting down his pen, his expression as indifferent as ever.

After going downstairs, Shi Miao turned around gracefully and walked backwards step by step on the campus walkway, her round cat eyes sparkling as she looked at Jiang Yingxu.

Are you nervous?

This is for the national team selection competition that they will be attending in Beijing.

Jiang Yingxu raised his hand and grasped her wrist, calmly responding while keeping an eye on the obstacles behind her.

"fine."

Shi Miao quietly puffed out her cheeks.

Hmph, you're lying to the cat.

I've been spacing out several times these past two days.

There's nothing to be embarrassed about.

It's only natural to feel tense and anxious, especially when it's such an important match.

In other words, the Cat King is broad-minded and doesn't mind your little bit of stubbornness.

Ever since he took her home on New Year's Eve, Jiang Yingxu has basically been carrying a bag and taking Shi Miao to that intersection every year.

The same applies today.

Jiang Yingxu stopped at the intersection, glanced at the residential buildings leading into the alley, and took off his light orange backpack. "Be careful..."

Before he could finish speaking...

The girl took two steps forward, like a nimble cat, bypassing his outstretched arm and snuggling directly into his embrace.

Jiang Yingxu was slightly taken aback.

A tightening force came from my waist as my arm fell down.

I don't know where this kitten learned that.

She hugged his waist tightly, tilted her fair face up to his chest, her eyebrows and eyes crinkling, and her voice as sweet as honey.

"Jiang Yingxu, don't be nervous, you will have a very bright glory."

"..."

Jiang Yingxu's gaze flickered, but ultimately fell lower.

They're so close.

His superior eyesight allowed him to see every detail on that fair face, from delicate eyebrows and rounded eyes to the upturned nose and rosy lips.

She has a small, soft cupid's bow.

As she spoke, a beautiful red hue swayed in her eyes, like a playful kitten's tail, tempting one to stroke and knead it with their fingertips to see if it was as soft as imagined.

"...Lower your head," Shi Miao commanded.

Jiang Yingxu's breathing became slightly sluggish, and he could barely control his swallowing.

She paused for a few seconds before lowering her long eyelashes and obediently bowing her head.

It felt as if Shi Miao slightly tiptoed and pressed her soft cheek against his side.

Let's bump heads!

A warm, intimate touch is conveyed.

It was the perfect temperature for the human body, yet it felt like a spark falling into a vast, dry wasteland, ready to ignite a raging fire in the blink of an eye.

It makes one feel a burning, restless heat that cannot be extinguished.

He heard her voice, sweet and soft, low and gentle, with the solemnity of a vow.

"Don't worry, someone will protect you."

Jiang Yingxu loosened his grip, letting the orange schoolbag fall to his feet.

Unable to restrain himself, he raised his hand and loosely wrapped it around her shoulders, pulling her completely into his embrace.

A warm and cozy feeling rises, carrying a familiar and rich aroma of nuts and cream, so sweet that it makes one's breath come in heavy.

Undoubtedly, a hug is a language of love.

Jiang Yingxu tightened his arms around her, and with a lingering affection, tilted his head to gently brush against her soft, slightly cool hair, replying in a hoarse voice, "Okay."