Chapter 28 Penicillin "Teacher Shen turned her back on me after touching me..."
Shen Cen's ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
For a moment she didn't know what to say, because any explanation seemed pale and powerless at this moment.
Although Jiang Shiyu was indeed quite handsome, and his abs were remarkably well-developed—both aesthetically pleasing and functionally appealing—she had long coveted him. But! How could she not restrain herself and completely reveal her inner thoughts!
She doesn't even have the courage to lift the covers and look Jiang Shiyu in the eye now.
As our ancestors were right, one should not indulge in either wine or lust.
Only when she felt the pressure on her body lessen did she dare to move her body a few times, and then she barely pulled the blanket up to her eyes to steal a glance at Jiang Shiyu.
Jiang Shiyu leaned against the headboard and looked at her, an endless smile spreading across his eyes.
After a long while, she pulled the blanket back again, as if using all her strength, and murmured, "I'm sorry..."
The sound was extremely soft.
Jiang Shiyu had already gotten out of bed and was putting on a white shirt. Hearing this, his hand, which was about to button the shirt, suddenly stopped, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Sorry about what?"
Shen Cen fell into his trap, pointing to Jiang Shiyu's abdomen, too embarrassed to say it directly, so she could only say, "This..."
"Oh? This..."
Jiang Shiyu approached the bedside, his shirt unbuttoned and loosely open, giving him a carefree and dashing air.
In particular, the man's chest and abdominal muscles were exposed to her without any cover, making the scene too pleasing to the eye and too tempting.
Shen Cen's face flushed, and her body was already hot and burning. Not daring to look any longer, she tightly closed her eyes.
After a while, she suddenly felt the man's well-defined hands gently working through her hair. Startled, she opened her eyes and realized that Jiang Shiyu was tidying her messy hair.
Seeing that Shen Cen opened her eyes and looked at him, Jiang Shiyu continued with the next question: "Teacher Shen, have you thought about how to make it up to me?"
compensate?
Perhaps noticing the woman's confusion, Jiang Shiyu continued to explain, "Teacher Shen can't touch my abs and then not take responsibility for me, can she?"
As he spoke, his hand left Shen Cen's hair. It must be said that after Jiang Shiyu finished styling her hair, Shen Cen felt much refreshed, and the itchiness on her neck was gone.
She propped herself up against the bed, but still didn't have the courage to look Jiang Shiyu in the eye.
"So... what kind of compensation do you want?"
"How about giving me a kiss?" The man raised the corner of his eye, his gaze filled with anticipation.
However, Shen Cen immediately dismissed the man's idea: "Impossible!"
"If it doesn't work out, then forget it." Jiang Shiyu lowered his head to button his shirt. "Teacher Shen turned her back on me after touching me."
Shen Cen remained silent, hugging his knees as he pondered Jiang Shiyu's words.
Actually, what Jiang Shiyu said wasn't entirely unreasonable. Hiring a male model outside costs a lot of money, but their looks and physique are far inferior to Jiang Shiyu's. Yesterday, she touched and bit Jiang Shiyu all night, and he didn't resist at all.
Perhaps I really should make it up to him?
But kissing is absolutely out of the question! Although the two have kissed before, this gesture is far more ambiguous than touching abs!
What other compensation measures are available...?
Over here, Jiang Shiyu saw that Shen Cen's legs were curled up, her chin resting on them, staring blankly ahead without moving. He waved his hand in front of the woman's eyes twice, "Hmm? What are you thinking about?"
Shen Cen snapped out of her daze and turned to look at the man: "I'm thinking of a compensation plan that will satisfy you."
"Aren't you going to consider that one?"
"No……"
Before Shen Cen could finish speaking, Jiang Shiyu added, "Just a kiss on the forehead."
Shen Cen swallowed the last two words he was about to say.
She was considering Jiang Shiyu's proposal.
Although kissing on the forehead was also an ambiguous gesture, perhaps because of the earlier suggestion of kissing, she was still able to accept it.
"How is it?" The man's voice was soothing, with a hint of allure and guidance.
Shen Cen finally agreed: "Come a little closer."
Jiang Shiyu hadn't expected Shen Cen to agree. He paused for a moment, then walked to the bedside and sat down.
"Close your eyes." Shen Cen reached out and covered his eyes. The warm palm covering his eyes made Jiang Shiyu's heart clench, and a shallow but beautiful smile appeared on his lips.
He obediently closed his eyes, and Shen Cen removed his hand.
The distance between the two gradually decreased.
Jiang Shiyu's face gradually magnified in front of her.
She had rarely observed Jiang Shiyu closely before, only knowing that he had a handsome face. But now, as she carefully examined his face, she truly felt what it meant to be the work of a goddess.
His features were all extremely handsome, without a single flaw. Especially now, with his thick eyelashes drooping down and casting a faint shadow on his lower eyelids, he looked even more sexy and alluring.
The man wasn't impatient because the kiss was taking so long; he kept his eyes closed and waited patiently.
Finally, Shen Cen placed a light kiss on the man's forehead. It was less of a kiss and more like a light peck, fleeting like a dragonfly skimming the water.
But the feeling of that moment of contact was real and clear. Even though they had separated, Shen Cen could still savor the cool touch on his lips.
"Is it okay now...?" she asked.
"Okay." Jiang Shiyu smiled with satisfaction, his expression revealing pleasure, still savoring the kiss from before.
"Then let's call it even."
"How can something that has been done be completely erased?"
The implication is clear: it cannot be wiped clean.
Shen Cen suddenly realized that she had fallen into Jiang Shiyu's trap. She raised her head and frowned: "Jiang Shiyu, you actually lied to me."
Where?
"You clearly said..."
Suddenly, Chen Cen fell silent.
It seems that Jiang Shiyu did not completely cancel the engagement proposal.
"Hmm? Did I not lie to you?" Jiang Shiyu's smile became even more pronounced.
"you……"
Shen Cen searched his mind quickly, and finally only found one sentence: "You're a scoundrel!"
Not only were they harmless, but they also looked like they were flirting.
"Alright." Jiang Shiyu stepped forward and lightly tapped Shen Cen on the forehead. "I'll pretend I've forgotten about this."
"Next time, I won't be so lenient."
-
The two ended up staying in City A for four more days.
Although Shen Cen had already been in City A for a week, she had spent most of her time exchanging ideas and discussing with other universities, and hadn't had time to visit most of the famous tourist attractions. She took this opportunity to visit all the places she hadn't been to yet.
Jiang Shiyu had previously reviewed her schedule and knew which places she hadn't visited yet. In just one morning, he drafted a travel plan that greatly satisfied Shen Cen.
Shen Cen didn't pay any attention at all, and was secretly watching the new episodes of "Summer Echoes" while wearing headphones the whole time.
In addition, since their previous hotel stay had expired, the two switched to a hotel that was more conveniently located and of much higher quality than their previous one.
However, when Jiang Shiyu booked the hotel, he could only get one double room. Although Shen Cen initially wanted to book two rooms, considering that City A is a famous tourist city and it was the peak summer season, the rooms were probably already booked.
A double room isn't out of the question either, since she completely trusts Jiang Shiyu in this regard.
On their third day in City A, the two of them went to the old town of City A.
Do you know what my undergraduate archaeology professor said to us?
Shen Cen stroked the bricks of the city wall and asked Jiang Shiyu.
"What did you say?"
He said that history is tangible.
Jiang Shiyu nodded thoughtfully. He noticed that Shen Cen's eyes always lit up whenever he mentioned his major.
He stepped forward and took her other hand: "Then can I ask Teacher Shen to be my tour guide for a day and tell me about the history of the city wall?"
“Great!” Shen Cen’s eyes curved into a smile, sparkling like stars. “I didn’t expect you to be interested in this.”
She recalled that when she went on trips with Chen Zhao, he always seemed uninterested whenever she suggested visiting local ancient buildings or museums, leaving her to go alone. He would only reluctantly go with her when he saw that she was unhappy.
Sometimes when she couldn't help but tell Chen Zhao a certain period of history, Chen Zhao would always be impatient to listen.
However, Jiang Shiyu was willing to listen.
Jiang Shiyu gripped Shen Cen's hand tighter, "So many people want to attend Professor Shen's class in the History Department of Peking University, but they can't. I want to take this opportunity to listen carefully."
Shen Cen couldn't help but laugh out loud; her voice was clear and pleasant.
Considering that Jiang Shiyu is not a history major, Shen Cen's explanation was easy to understand and not too obscure.
Her tone was gentle, yet firm and powerful.
Jiang Shiyu was completely engrossed in listening.
At this moment, the person in front of him shone even brighter in his heart.
-
The second night after returning to Jingjia, Shen Cen woke up from a dream with a start, his head feeling dizzy and heavy, as if his temples had been drilled open.
She got out of bed to pour herself a glass of water, but found her body limp as a wad of cotton, feeling light as a feather when she stepped on the ground.
Shen Cen had never been in good health since childhood, and as soon as she felt dizzy and lightheaded, she knew she was sick.
Whenever she has to travel extensively for several days, she always feels unwell when she comes back.
Fortunately, Jiang Shiyu's house was well-equipped, and there was a thermometer in the drawer, which Chen Cen took out. A few minutes later, it showed 39.5℃.
She shook the thermometer, put it back in the drawer, got up and went downstairs to the refrigerator to find fever reducers.
From her room to the stairwell, she would inevitably have to pass Jiang Shiyu's room. Not wanting to wake Jiang Shiyu, Shen Cen only turned on the dimmest light in the second-floor living room and tried to walk as quietly as possible.
Perhaps because she was burning up, she was walking unsteadily and even staggered, so much so that she accidentally kicked the robot vacuum cleaner in the living room.
The loud "bang" amplified endlessly in the quiet living room in the middle of the night, as if the sound had been magnified more than three times, and even echoed.
She immediately looked towards Jiang Shiyu's room. His door was not closed, and it was pitch black inside, but there was no movement.
It seems Jiang Shiyu was not woken up.
Chen Cen finally felt relieved and, ignoring the pain in his feet, walked towards the stairs.
She was so dizzy that she almost lost her balance. Afraid of falling, she could only hold onto the handrail and slowly walk down the stairs.
Because of the high fever, her vision became blurry. The spiral staircase appeared to her as a series of overlapping wooden planks, and she couldn't see which plank to step on next. She could only carefully descend the stairs by feeling.
Suddenly, Shen Cen lost his footing and then fell forward uncontrollably.
"It's over," she thought.
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