Chapter 81 Secretly Holding Hands

Jiang Wan slept for a short time. Sleeping on the table was not comfortable, and her arms would easily go numb if she slept for too long.

Not long after, she opened her eyes.

My stomach felt warm, and my whole body felt warm too. Except for my face pressing against my arm, which made it feel a little numb, everything else felt fine.

She had just woken up and was still a little groggy. She rubbed her face, sat up, and suddenly something fell off her shoulder.

Then, a chill swept across her back, and she shivered involuntarily.

"woke up?"

Jiang Wan had just looked down at the clothes that had fallen onto the chair when she heard Zhou Chongqing's clear and gentle voice.

She looked up and saw that Zhou Chong was only wearing a black hoodie underneath. She was about to ask him why he wasn't wearing his school uniform jacket when she caught a glimpse of her school uniform on her chair and suddenly remembered something.

"Is this your school uniform?" Jiang Wan picked up the school uniform jacket and handed it to Zhou Chong.

"Mm." Zhou Chong nodded, took the school uniform, but instead of putting it on himself, he stretched out his jacket and held it behind her shoulders. "Are you cold after just waking up?"

"No..." Jiang Wan bit her lip and shook her head, rubbing her arms. "I'm not cold."

Zhou Chong pursed his lips, said nothing, and simply draped the school uniform over her shoulders.

Just as the clothes fell onto her shoulders, several voices suddenly rang out from outside the classroom.

Jiang Wan shuddered, quickly shrank her neck, and pushed the school uniform on her shoulder back to Zhou Chong, "You should put it on quickly, it won't be good if others see it."

He deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was doing something wrong and afraid of being discovered.

Zhou Chong turned his head and glanced at the still-closed classroom door. "What's wrong with it? We didn't do anything bad."

“Oh no…” Jiang Wan choked, opened her mouth, gritted her teeth, snatched the school uniform jacket from Zhou Chong’s hand, and quickly unfolded it to put on him.

Just as he withdrew his hand, the back door of the classroom opened, and several people walked in chatting and laughing. When their eyes met Jiang Wan and Zhou Chongshi, they smiled and nodded at them.

Jiang Wan nodded with an awkward smile, casually raised her hand to tuck her messy hair behind her ear, and lowered her head to avoid eye contact.

Zhou Chong seemed frozen in place, not moving for a long time. It wasn't until the others who had just entered the classroom returned to their seats and Jiang Wan nudged his arm that he suddenly came to his senses.

"What's wrong?" he asked, turning his head.

"Put your sleeves on." Jiang Wan tugged at the sleeve of her drooping school uniform jacket. "Aren't your arms cold?"

Zhou Chong lowered his eyes following her movement, while Jiang Wan held the blue and white diagonal stripes on the sleeve of her school uniform in her fingertips and gently swayed them from side to side.

He moved his lips slightly, "It's not cold."

He had only given a casual answer, but unexpectedly, the next second, the small, fair hand that had been tugging at his sleeve suddenly grabbed his arm.

Jiang Wan pinched the fabric of the hoodie and immediately frowned. "This hoodie of yours isn't even lined with fleece, how can you not be cold? Hurry up and put on your coat."

Zhou Chong chuckled as he looked at her furrowed brows and slipped his arms into the sleeves of his school uniform.

Jiang Wan continued to grumble, "It's easy to catch a cold during the transition from winter to spring. Don't think that just because the temperature has warmed up these past few days, you can take it off and put your coat on me. What if you catch a cold?"

“But you need to keep warm more now.” Zhou Chong zipped up his school uniform jacket, turned his head to look at her, “You tend to feel cold when you’re asleep, so I want you to sleep more comfortably.”

Jiang Wan paused, looked up, and held up the hot water bottle in her arms. "I have this. It's very warm."

Zhou Chong reached out to check the temperature of the hot water bottle; it was quite hot, so there was no need to fill it with hot water for the time being.

He turned around, picked up Jiang Wan's thermos, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to her. "Want another cup?"

Jiang Wan looked down and saw that the cup was filled with brown sugar water again, with wisps of steam rising from it. She wondered when Zhou Chong had prepared it.

She took the cup, paused, and then held it back in front of Zhou Chong. "Would you like to have some too, to warm yourself up and prevent catching a cold?"

"No need." Zhou Chong chuckled. "The classroom door was closed just now, so no cold wind blew in. I'm fine and won't catch a cold."

"Are you really alright?"

"It's really nothing."

Jiang Wan was still a little worried. After thinking for a moment, she moved a little closer to Zhou Chong and grabbed his hand under the desk.

The temperature from my palm was just right, neither too hot nor too cold, just the right amount of warmth.

Jiang Wan'an calmed down and was about to let go, but Zhou Chong suddenly grabbed her hand and squeezed it in his palm.

At the same time, a soft laugh sounded in my ear, "I told you I wasn't cold, do you believe me now?"

Jiang Wan hurriedly raised her eyes and quickly glanced around.

There weren't many people in the classroom yet, only a few students who had returned early. They were all sitting far away from this corner and didn't notice it.

Jiang Wan bit her lower lip and scratched Zhou Chong's palm. "I believe you."

After saying that, she immediately picked up the thermos, brought it to her lips, and took a big gulp of brown sugar water, trying to use the cup to hide her slightly flushed cheeks.

Her other hand was still holding Zhou Chong's.

Holding hands secretly in the classroom is just too much!

Jiang Wan tried hard to suppress the inner beast raging inside her and gulped down brown sugar water.

-

When Sun Qianyu and Jiang Shengming returned to the classroom, there was still more than half an hour before evening self-study began.

Jiang Shengming carried two bowls of takeout porridge and a serving of steamed buns, placing them on Zhou Chong and Jiang Wan's table.

Jiang Wan looked up, puzzled. "Who...is this for?"

"These are for you and Zhou Chong," Jiang Shengming replied.

Sun Qianyu immediately explained, "Wanwan, I went to buy you some porridge and ran into Jiang Shengming. He was also buying food for Zhou Chong, so we bought it together. You can just give him the money."

"Oh...oh, okay." Jiang Wan was slightly taken aback, automatically ignoring Sun Qianyu's claim of a chance encounter, assuming that the two had simply gone out to eat together, and focusing all her attention on bringing food for Zhou Chong.

She turned to look at Zhou Chong, and seeing that he had already opened his wallet, she came back to her senses and asked Jiang Shengming, "How much?"

"It's thirty in total, I forgot the exact amount." Jiang Shengming thought for a moment, "How about you two split it, fifteen each?"

Jiang Wan nodded, and just as she took her coin purse out of her bag, she saw Jiang Shengming take the money from Zhou Chong and turn back to his seat.

"Why did Jiang Shengming leave?" Jiang Wan tugged at Zhou Chong's sleeve. "I haven't given him the money yet. Can you call him for me?"

"No need, I've already given it to him."

Jiang Wan raised an eyebrow, "You gave it to me too?"

"Hmm." Zhou Chong nodded, noticing her teasing look, and said calmly, "If you can't find any change, just give it to me."

“I have some change, so I’ll give it to you.” Jiang Wan said, unzipping her coin purse and starting to rummage for five yuan in change.

Zhou Chong pressed down on her hand, "Do you really have to be so calculating with me?"

Jiang Wan smiled, pursing her lips. "I can't figure it out."

After saying that, she zipped up her coin purse, put it back in her backpack, opened the takeout box, placed the two bowls of porridge in front of her and Zhou Chong respectively, and then moved the steamed buns between the two of them.

"Thank you." Jiang Wan broke apart the disposable chopsticks and handed them to Zhou Chong.

Zhou Chong took the chopsticks and handed the spoon to Jiang Wan, saying, "No need to thank me, it's just fifteen yuan."

"Of course, it's not just this." Jiang Wan took the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it to warm it up, and smiled at Zhou Chong with her crescent-shaped eyes.

Thank you for making me brown sugar water, thank you for filling my hot water bottle, and thank you for staying in the classroom with me instead of eating because I wasn't feeling well.

There are so many thank yous, I can't possibly keep track of them all, you idiot.