the next day.
The morning was still bright and sunny.
As Lu Yibei sprinted his final lap, Ji Qingqian appeared at the side of the track as if on cue.
She was wearing an open, oversized coat, and the sweater underneath wasn't fitted either, appearing rather loose.
This style of clothing would make most people look shorter, but Ji Qingqian, who is 1.74 meters tall, and with her excellent proportions, looks even taller in this outfit.
She seemed a little sleepy from waking up early, carrying two plastic bags in one hand and covering her lips with the other as she yawned.
Many joggers glanced at the beautiful woman first, and then focused their attention on her.
—On Lu Yibei as he runs.
You deserve to die! You actually made your girlfriend get up early just to eat breakfast. If this were their girlfriend, they would treat her like Sleeping Beauty.
Lu Yibei responded to this.
It's none of his business. They clearly wanted to come on their own, and they seemed to enjoy it...
Lu Yibei finished the last lap.
I saw Ji Qingqian and Hao Zhangwen standing together on one side.
She only had one plastic bag left in her hand; the other had already been handed over to the fat man.
Fatty Hao is very knowledgeable.
After being given breakfast on his first morning run, he asked Lu Yibei if his uncle would come again tomorrow.
After receiving a positive response, Fatty Hao said, "I'll transfer the breakfast money to you, and you can ask Uncle to bring me one too."
Fatty Hao felt bad if he let his uncle take care of him for nothing.
But if only one portion is brought from Lao Bei, Lao Bei and his uncle might feel embarrassed.
So, Fatty Hao took the initiative.
"I'm leaving now."
Fatty Hao said to Lu Yibei, who was jogging over, and smiled, "Don't be late."
Lu Yibei gave an "OK" sign: "Understood."
The two instinctively glanced at Fatty Hao's back, and then Ji Qingqian yawned, tears of sleepiness welling up in her slightly red eyes.
"If you're sleepy, don't come," Lu Yibei said with a smile. "We can go to the cafeteria ourselves."
Ji Qingqian didn't say anything; she first tossed the takeout bag into her boyfriend's hands.
After her boyfriend caught her safely, she opened her arms and hugged him tightly.
Ji Qingqian rubbed her head heavily against Lu Yibei's chest like a cat begging to be petted.
"Hmm—"
Ji Qingqian let out a soft, coquettish moan, which drew out as she gradually tightened her embrace—finally, her arms and the moan loosened simultaneously.
Ji Qingqian looked up at the boy in front of her and smiled.
"hey-hey."
“…You really don’t mind the smell of sweat,” Lu Yibei said.
Ji Qingqian thought for a moment: "I forgot."
Lu Yibei was speechless: "...Then go back to the dorm and lie down for a while longer?"
"I have to go to class now," Ji Qingqian said.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
As Lu Yibei spoke, he picked up the coat he had casually tossed aside.
"without."
"You didn't buy your own share?"
"I found it too tiring to carry, so I asked Chu Chu to bring it for me. I'll eat it when I get to the classroom."
"...You're really something."
The two chatted as they walked out of the playground, which had been fitted with a synthetic track.
Those with a discerning eye watched the two chatting and laughing again, and silently added a heartfelt blessing to their hearts.
—You guys are damned!
Lu Yibei glanced at the girl with her hands behind her back.
The girl skipped and hopped, her steps particularly light and quick.
Lu Yibei didn't say anything.
Ji Qingqian didn't mention anything.
The two walked side by side.
Lu Yibei chuckled.
It seems that Lady Ji has forgotten her bold words last night about making him pay.
...Or is it that you can't bear to part with it?
Thinking of this, even though they had parted ways, Lu Yibei, already seated in his classroom, couldn't help but let out a wistful smile.
Hao Zhangwen, who was sitting next to me, had already started eating.
Lu Yibei also unpacked the package, then poked a chopstick into the scallion oil noodles (without scallions), stirring it as he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
As he picked up the noodles and was about to put them in his mouth, he felt that the taste was a little off.
...a slightly pungent bitter taste.
But the bite had already been swallowed.
The next second, he understood perfectly what it meant that "spicy is not a taste but a pain."
"...Cough, cough cough cough cough...!"
The noodles are spicy today.
And it's not just a little spicy.
Lu Yibei lowered his gaze and discovered that the bottom of the takeout bowl was simply a layer of red oil.
“…hiss, hiss…”
Lu Yibei exhaled.
As a native of Hangzhou, he claims to be able to eat spicy food, but at most, he can only handle the level of spicy food like Weilong Konjac Jelly – it's more accurate to say he can handle numbing spiciness than spicy food.
When I went out for hot pot, I ordered a half-and-half broth, and the spicy broth was barely labeled "mild" to stubbornly maintain my image as someone who can handle spicy food...
No… this… how can it be so spicy… ah??
Lu Yibei's mind drifted back to his girlfriend's resolute words from the previous night.
—You're doomed tomorrow morning!
All right.
His girlfriend's fantasy of not wanting to make a move on him was shattered; she hadn't expected to find out what was waiting for her here.
We underestimated our opponent.
Lu Yibei stuck out his tongue, just as he was about to go find some water.
Fatty Hao, standing next to him, pushed a carton of pure milk over without changing his expression.
Lu Yibei quickly inserted the straw and took a big sip.
Milk effectively neutralized the spiciness, and Lu Yibei finally came back to life.
"...Haha, thanks."
Lu Yibei expressed his gratitude, while Fatty Hao waved his hand expressionlessly.
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