Although Chen Bing hadn't expected there to be so much to learn about washing feet, he was simply attracted to Shang Yunmiao's feet. But seeing Shang Yunmiao's explanation for her foot fetish, he felt a surge of joy. He thought to himself, "Not bad, not bad at all. This little girl doesn't need me to teach her; she can already fill in the blanks with her own imagination."

Overjoyed, Chen Bing lowered her head and gave Shang Yunmiao a hard kiss on the lips as a reward.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I think. I'm so glad you understand, Xiao Shang."

The rewards and praise made Shang Yunmiao very happy. She giggled and then buried her face deeply in Chen Bing's arms.

After lingering in this tender moment for a while, the girl suddenly remembered that there was something else she hadn't done.

Chen Bing saw her suddenly leave her embrace and then pull her to the small cabinet where she kept her socks. She said very naturally, "By the way, Chen Bing, yesterday you said that besides washing your feet, you also wanted a pair of socks, right? Here, all my socks are here. You can choose one!"

The young girl stood with her hands on her hips, a hint of smugness on her face. Clearly, her earlier theory that "liking feet isn't perverted, but rather a sign of intimacy, acceptance, and appreciation" provided a solid basis for her current behavior.

Faced with such a generous classmate, how many pairs of socks did Chen Bing choose to take?

The answer is to be very ungreedy and only prepare to take one pair.

So, which pair is he going to take?

The answer is the pair of black socks that Shang Yunmiao took off before washing her feet.

After hearing that Chen Bing wanted those shoes, Shang Yunmiao was surprised and shy, but supported by her own theory, she blushed and reluctantly agreed.

The smug expression shifted from Shang Yunmiao's face to Chen Bing's. The boy stuffed the still-warm black socks into his pocket while reaching out with his other hand to pinch Shang's cheek.

He laughed and explained his actions of taking the socks: "Teacher Xiao Shang must have misunderstood. What I said I would include was the 'cover of the original manuscript,' right?"

After giving Shang Yunmiao another kiss on the cheek with a grin, Chen Bing enjoyed watching the girl's embarrassed expression...

Although it was only half a day of free time, for high school students, even this half-day of freedom was enough to make them feel happy during a stressful week.

Being able to play ball with friends, go back to the dormitory to take care of personal hygiene, secretly play with the phone they brought, stroll around the campus in the cool autumn air, use the multimedia in the classroom to watch TikTok for a while, or even find a place they like to secretly study for a while, these are all rare joys for high school students.

Of course, if you ask Chen Bing how to spend his Sunday break in the most comfortable way, his answer would definitely be going home and spending time with his girlfriend.

After making another historic breakthrough, Chen Bing pressed his advantage and enjoyed the ( ) he had been craving for so long.

Although she hadn't had enough fun yet, Chen Bing rationally decided that the good days were just beginning and there was no need to rush, so she ended her day's happiness after enjoying it for two hours.

Around 3 p.m., after taking Shang Yunmiao out to find something to eat, Chen Bing bought her two candied hawthorns, letting the girl hold one in each hand, and she happily went to school with him carrying her schoolbag.

The evening self-study sessions for first-year high school students start at 7:00 PM every day, so Chen Bing has plenty of free time to play.

Upon arriving at the classroom, he retrieved the badminton shuttlecocks and rackets he had brought with him from the cabinet at the back of the classroom.

The saying goes that work and rest should be balanced. Since Shang Yunmiao has worked so hard and achieved such good results in the past month, Chen Bing should take her to relax during this short break.

With no room for refusal, Chen Bing shoved the racket into Shang Yunmiao's hands, demanding in a domineering manner that she play with him.

Shang Yunmiao, who has never had much of her own opinion, agreed and obediently followed Chen Bing to the open space in the middle of the teaching building.

Unlike the teaching buildings for the other two grades, the Yifu Building for the new first-year high school students has a "回" (hui) shaped structure, meaning that the classrooms are arranged in a circle around the perimeter, leaving an open space in the middle.

Now, this open space is to be requisitioned by His Majesty Chen Bing and his imperial servants, who play the flute. I suggest that any bystanders with eyes leave immediately, or I may simply cease all activity.

After thinking this through fiercely, Chen Bing glanced at the small open space.

Yes, just like in my previous life, very few people come here during short breaks.

That's understandable. There are only a few people willing to stay in the teaching building during the break, and even if they do stay, it's mostly to roll up some paper.

The room was empty, and Chen Bing was quite satisfied.

"I'll serve you the ball."

With a light touch, Chen Bing released the ball, letting it fall freely. At the same time, she swung her racket diagonally between her legs, hitting the ball right in front of Shang Yunmiao before she could react.

The little girl hurriedly swung her racket, but it was too late. 0.5 seconds after the ball passed over her head, her slow little hand finally gripped the racket and made the swing motion.

Shang Yunmiao felt a little ashamed about this.

Under Chen Bing's amused gaze, Shang Yunmiao solemnly picked up the badminton shuttlecock, then tossed it high into the air and swung the racket.

The shuttlecock flew in a slow parabola and arrived in front of Chen Bing two seconds later.

Chen Bing, who was already planning to show off, did not follow his usual practice of smashing the soft ball. Instead, he pretended to turn halfway around and swung his racket at an angle, hitting the ball straight back.

His fancy shots were certainly cool, and they did catch Shang Yunmiao's attention for a moment. However, the girl's attention quickly shifted to the incoming ball.

Chen Bing saw that her little face was straining with effort, and she raised the racket high with a cute tiptoeing motion, as if she was trying to pluck the moon from the sky.

Her efforts were not in vain; the ball successfully grazed the edge of her racket during its flight, and then it was free to fly wherever it was meant to go.

Shang Yunmiao, who only vaguely knew that her racket had touched the ball, looked at the ground in front of her in confusion, wondering where the ball had gone.

Seeing her silly appearance, Chen Bing was extremely fond of her, thinking to himself, how could there be such a cute girl in the world?

"You silly goose! Behind you, behind you!"

After Chen Bing loudly reminded her, Shang Yunmiao blushed and found the ball behind her.

However, it's not a question of whether or not you can find the ball now. Chen Bing just called herself a "little idiot"!

This place is located in the open space at the very center of the teaching building. Even though it's during a short break, there's no guarantee that someone might be looking over at any time.