Chapter 90 "I love it to death".
Yi Jia frowned when he saw the comments comparing Zhong Fei and Zhu Fan below the post.
[Hey, do you guys think the owner of Shanyu Milk Tea Shop might be Zhu Xiaohua's long-lost older sister?]
The proprietress's surname is Zhong; she's a violin prodigy. Both her parents are highly educated, and she's currently studying at the Royal Academy of Music in the UK. She's a true socialite, a talented woman, and a top student.
[May the school beauty and the bubble tea shop owner both possess a cool and elegant beauty.]
If these two were in the same frame, you definitely wouldn't be able to tell them apart from behind! Plus, their clothing styles are incredibly similar.
The bubble tea shop owner was incredibly gentle, unlike the aloof and cold demeanor of the school beauty, and she was a really nice person.
[Hey, I agree! The school beauty is so aloof, she seems so unapproachable. Yesterday I bought milk tea at school, and the owner even gave me two super pretty fridge magnets!]
[I recommend Shanyu's Cloud Top Matcha Longjing Tea. The perfect sweetness is 30% sweetness—it's incredibly delicious! I've been ordering it for a week straight.]
Their milk tea is seriously delicious! My top pick is the mango milk tea!!
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Yi Jia suspected that the post was hired by someone to create hype and advertise.
She said to Zhu Fan with displeasure, "As long as your name is mentioned, the post is sure to trend on social media. I even suspect that this is a marketing tactic of Shanyu Milk Tea Shop."
"If this is really a marketing tactic by the milk tea shop, then the owner is quite shrewd in business."
This is the kind of approach that makes Yi Jia really dislike it.
After all, the person being imitated is her best friend.
Zhu Fan returned the phone to Yi Jia, saying, "Don't worry, Zhong Fei is definitely not my biological sister."
It's rare to see Zhu Fan making sarcastic remarks.
Yi Jia stroked his chin. "Being a 'student-like' person is an open attack based on jealousy and inconsistency; in short, it's a personality defect."
Zhu Fan smiled and looked down to reply to Fang Qizhou's message, "Yes, you're right."
Yi Jia felt like he was being treated perfunctorily.
Zhu Fan didn't care much at first, but because of what happened that morning, she felt that Zhong Fei's attitude towards her was strange and subtle.
But clothing style is a matter of personal preference. What you like to wear and how you want to wear it is your own freedom.
Seeing Zhu Fan calmly putting away the book, Yi Jia felt indignant on her behalf, saying, "These comments are making me furious."
Zhu Fan covered Yi Jia's screen with his hand, "Then don't watch it."
Yi Jia pushed her hand away and quickly typed, "I won't look at it anymore after I finish posting these comments."
She and Zhu Fan got up and walked out of the classroom.
Zhu Fan gently tugged at Yi Jia, who was focused on her phone, to prevent her from bumping into the corner of the table.
Yi Jia took a moment to look up and took Zhu Fan's arm.
She posted several comments before putting her phone back in her pocket.
Seeing Zhu Fan telling her boyfriend on her phone that she was coming downstairs right away, she clicked her tongue twice and said, "I also want to find a man and have a sweet romance."
Zhu Fan looked up from her phone and laughed, "I've only heard you talk about it, but I've never seen you do anything about it."
Yi Jia made a promise, his eyes narrowing into slits as he laughed, "If I don't find a partner this week, I wish Fan will gain ten pounds."
Zhu Fan nudged her with his arm as they went down the stairs. "Your love life is unsuccessful, and I've gained ten pounds. You're really trying to look pretty."
Yi Jia: "You'd still look good even if you gained 20 pounds, so I'm making another vow. This time, I'm going to be one of the top ten singers in the campus singing competition. If I don't, I wish Fan—"
Zhu Fan chimed in, "Zhu Fan lost ten pounds."
Yi Jia pinched her soft waist, which she could easily wrap her arms around, with envy and jealousy: "Don't get any thinner, you're already so skinny." She lowered her voice, "If you gain a little weight, your boyfriend will be even happier."
Zhu Fan slapped away Yi Jia's hand that was pinching her waist and then pinched her own waist.
She felt she had gained some weight recently.
As Yi Jia chatted, the conversation turned to risqué topics.
She chuckled, looking curious, "How many do you guys do in one night—"
Zhu Fan quickly covered her mouth.
Yi Jia swallowed the word "second" she was about to say. Seeing the faint pink on Zhu Fan's earlobes, she smiled, revealing a set of bright, even white teeth, and made a lip-sealing gesture.
Zhu Fan was shy, especially since it was in a busy teaching building.
Even after seeing Fang Qizhou standing by the camphor tree road, her face still felt hot.
Yi Jia, being quite sensible, didn't want to be a third wheel. He nimbly hopped on his mountain bike, which was locked under the teaching building, and called out to Zhu Fan, "See you at the cafeteria later."
Fang Qizhou had already looked up when Zhu Fan looked over.
The girl seemed to be in a good mood under the sunlight, relaxed and happy, like a full and unfolding white rose soaking in water, with a soft smile on her lips.
Zhu Fan quickened her pace and ran up to Fang Qizhou.
Because she was running too fast, she couldn't stop in time and crashed straight into his arms.
Fang Qizhou's back was bent under the weight of the girl.
Forehead bumped into the man's solid chest—
Zhu Fan, nestled in Fang Qizhou's arms, held her forehead, her eyes brimming with tears: "Fang Qizhou, why are you as hard as a rock?"
Fang Qizhou wrapped his long arms around the girl's waist, the coldness in his dark eyes fading and replaced by tenderness.
He removed Zhu Fan's hand from his forehead.
The girl's fair and smooth forehead was slightly flushed.
Fang Qizhou rubbed it for her, "Does it hurt a lot?"
Zhu Fan didn't know why he suddenly had so much energy.
She pounced on Fang Qizhou just now, and even though she tackled him so hard, he didn't take a single step back.
He caught her in his arms steadily.
Zhu Fan's forehead really hurt from the impact, but it only hurt for a moment.
She deliberately staged an accident, saying, "Fang Qizhou, you knocked my head so hard I can't walk."
Fang Qizhou squatted down in front of Zhu Fan, a smile playing on his lips: "Come on up."
They willingly accept being scammed.
Zhu Fan lay on his back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and smiled triumphantly.
After walking a few steps forward, Zhu Fan touched the loose black hooded sweatshirt he was wearing.
The sweatshirt isn't lined with fleece; it feels very thin.
"Fang Qizhou, it's so cold today, why are you dressed so lightly?"
Through her clothes, the girl was as soft as a cloud.
The warm breath on his ear made Fang Qizhou unable to control his heat.
Zhu Fan lowered her head, pulled open Fang Qizhou's collar, and wanted to see if he was wearing any clothes underneath.
The man's pale collarbone and sexy collarbone hollow were clearly exposed before her eyes, and below that, his abdominal muscles were faintly visible...
Upon seeing this, I almost couldn't look away.
Fang Qizhou turned his head to look at her: "Playing the hooligan? After lunch, go back to the apartment, and I'll let you see as much as you want."
Zhu Fan gritted her teeth. "Who's being a pervert to you? I was just checking if you were wearing any clothes underneath. Fang Qizhou, don't take your good health for granted. The lowest temperature today is only 9 degrees Celsius."
Fang Qizhou's smile was both roguish and wild. "Wear less, so you can take it off easily."
Last time, she couldn't get Fang Qizhou's clothes off for a long time.
Although Zhu Fan was now a bit thick-skinned in front of Fang Qizhou, she still couldn't help but blush because of what he said.
"I'm not going to your apartment for a nap today. It's too cold, and I won't need to take a nap anymore."
Zhu Fan gripped the drawstrings of his hoodie tightly with both hands, making his exposed skin feel completely sealed. "Fang Qizhou, you better sort out the nonsense in your head."
Fang Qizhou lazily took a step, his voice sounding a little hoarse: "Baby, feel my body temperature and see if I'm cold."
Zhu Fan placed her slightly cold hands on his neck.
Fang Qizhou had a very high body temperature.
It doesn't look cold at all.
Zhu Fan was green with envy.
She also wants to have a body that isn't afraid of the cold.
Beneath his palm was Fang Qizhou's Adam's apple, which rolled occasionally.
Zhu Fan felt a burning sensation from Fang Qizhou's intensely dark gaze.
She quickly released her hand from his Adam's apple and struggled to get off his back.
On the way to the cafeteria, the number of people increased. Every now and then, I would encounter teachers coming out of the teaching building and walking towards the cafeteria after class.
"Fang Qizhou, I don't want you to carry me anymore, I'll walk by myself."
Fang Qizhou put her down and looked at her forehead.
Zhu Fan put her hands in her coat pockets; the pain in her forehead had long since subsided.
But she still smiled and said to Fang Qizhou, "Come closer so I can flick your head."
Fang Qizhou bent down to cooperate.
Zhu Fan successfully flicked his forehead, tilting her head with a smile, "Fang Qizhou, why are you so obedient?"
Fang Qizhou hooked his arm around her right hand, their fingers intertwined. "Do you like it?"
Zhu Fan nodded, "I love it!"
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