Chapter 36
◎"Do it carefully. For every question you get wrong, give yourself a five-minute kiss."◎
Cheng Jiamo trembled and stammered as she finished reciting Shakespeare's 18th sonnet. She leaned against He Qingzhao's chest, completely exhausted, her small face pressed against his hard, hot chest, breathing rapidly as if she had just finished a strenuous workout.
He Qingzhao calmly pulled out a wet wipe to wipe his mouth, and after wiping his mouth, he slowly and elegantly wiped his fingers, from the base of his fingers to the tips.
A nineteen-year-old girl is still too inexperienced, as tender as a flower bud; this is all she can be.
Looking at the little girl in his arms with her watery eyes, delicate pink face, and pitiful appearance, He Qingzhao forcibly suppressed the fire that had reignited.
He found that ever since he got together with this girl, he was either "controlling his gun" or on his way to "controlling his gun," he was "controlling his gun" anytime and anywhere, using up all the patience he had in his life.
After catching her breath, Cheng Jiamo lifted her head from He Qingzhao's embrace. Looking at his long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles, and thinking of his rude and violent behavior just now, her cheeks flushed and her face turned red again.
He Qingzhao lowered his head, looking at her charming, flushed face. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You have a good memory."
Cheng Jiamo pinched him, embarrassed and annoyed: "You're not allowed to do that again next time."
He Qingzhao asked knowingly, "What is forbidden?"
Cheng Jiamo lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze: "You're not allowed to kiss like that, and you're not allowed to use..."
Halfway through her sentence, she heard He Qingzhao's teasing laughter. Realizing what she was saying, she quickly stopped, bit her lip in embarrassment, and pinched his waist hard.
This man is truly wicked, a complete scoundrel of refined manners. He knew exactly what she meant, but he pretended not to know and even asked her, forcing her to say it herself.
She really couldn't understand what was so interesting about his kissing. In her opinion, it was not only not interesting at all, but also disgusting, since it was a place where he was expelling that kind of thing.
For He Qingzhao, being a service worker was indeed not very interesting, unless he was the one being served.
But there was no other way. Cheng Jiamo was young and inexperienced, and she was afraid of him. He could only let her taste the sweetness and experience the fun in advance so that she could truly accept him.
"Let's go." He Qingzhao finished dealing with the situation, opened the car door, and pushed her out.
Looking at the serene and elegant garden, a new courtyard, Cheng Jiamo asked, "Shall we eat here?"
He Qingzhao got out of the car, closed the door, and pulled her into his arms: "It's quiet here, just the two of us."
Upon hearing the phrase "only you and me," Cheng Jiamo blushed and lowered her head.
The meaning of this statement is quite clear: it means that He Qingzhao can do intimate things without any scruples, and even if he doesn't actually do them, he will do some borderline things.
Actually, by now, she no longer dislikes being kissed, hugged, and touched by him, but she still gets shy.
During the meal, He Qingzhao ate in a serious manner and did not say anything that would make her blush or feel her heart race.
However, as soon as he put down his rice bowl, he couldn't wait to carry her to the back lounge.
Cheng Jiamo secretly rejoiced that she hadn't eaten freely because she was shy; otherwise, if she had eaten too much and he had pressed down on her or hugged and kissed her, she would have felt uncomfortable.
He Qingzhao looks refined and elegant, with a cold and aloof noble appearance, but in reality he is very lustful. Every time he kisses or hugs her, he is very strong, kissing her urgently and fiercely, as if he wants to devour her, with a terrifying lust in his eyes.
Cheng Jiamo pressed her hands against his chest, trying her best to stop him.
"I just finished eating, and I want to go for a walk to digest my food."
He Qingzhao said, "Aren't you about to take your exam?"
Cheng Jiamo: "Yes."
He Qingzhao turned around, picked her up, and walked to the other side, saying as they walked, "Then let's go to the study to do our homework first."
Cheng Jiamo thought He Qingzhao genuinely wanted her to do the problems, but she was too naive and underestimated He Qingzhao's shameless behavior, or perhaps she hadn't known him well enough to see his cunning and treacherous side.
He held her on his lap, kneading her gently with one hand and fidgeting with the other on the desk, while playing with a timer. He pressed his face against her neck, sometimes blowing air into her ear, sometimes sucking hard on her earlobe.
Whenever Cheng Jiamo stopped writing with trembling hands, He Qingzhao would cruelly increase the pressure and remind her, "If you don't finish this test paper, the agreement is void."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
She was so angry she wanted to throw down her pen and quit!
That man is despicable, how can anyone do that?
How could she possibly resist being kissed and touched like that?
He Qingzhao urged her, "Hurry up and finish it. I'll correct it for you when you're done."
Cheng Jiamo puffed out her cheeks angrily and stabbed his hand with her pen. She made a fierce face, as if she wanted to stab him through.
He Qingzhao didn't dodge, letting her stab him.
Seeing that he didn't even flinch, Cheng Jiamo touched the back of his hand with the tip of her pen, but didn't dare to actually poke it. She just symbolically tapped the back of his hand and finally angrily crossed it out.
He Qingzhao chuckled: "Reluctant to part with it?"
Cheng Jiamo: "No, I'm just afraid of your revenge."
He Qingzhao smiled and gently nibbled on her earlobe: "Afraid of how I'll retaliate, huh?"
Cheng Jiamo remained silent, keeping her head down as she continued working on her problems, but she wrote with even more force, her writing penetrating the paper.
He Qingzhao reached in with his right hand: "Do it carefully. For every question you get wrong, I'll kiss you for five minutes."
Cheng Jiamo's hand trembled, and the letter "B" on the multiple-choice question was written crookedly.
He Qingzhao pressed his knuckles together, his voice hoarse: "It's crooked."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
She thought He Qingzhao was wrong, and a second later she realized that he was right.
He Qingzhao's voice became even hoarser after he aimed: "Keep writing."
After finishing the entire test paper, Cheng Jiamo felt weak all over and was panting heavily. Apart from rolling her eyes and glaring at him, she had no strength left.
This wasn't a test she was taking; it was clearly a fierce and intense expression of hatred that He Qingzhao had forced her to endure.
He Qingzhao wiped his hands clean, but did not let go of her. He continued to hold her, slowly rolled up his shirt sleeves, and gracefully picked up a red pen. He then wrapped his arms around her from behind to her front, holding her as he graded her test paper.
Cheng Jiamo was too weak to struggle. She leaned against him, her head softly resting on his shoulder, watching him correct the papers.
In the listening section, Cheng Jiamo made a huge mistake, getting five questions wrong in total, one of which was a passage with a high score requirement. However, in her usual tests, she usually only got two questions wrong.
In the reading section, she made two mistakes despite careful reading because He Qingzhao's malicious interference prevented her from "carefully reading" at all.
While she was working on the translation and writing sections, He Qingzhao was also working on hers with a pen that had been wiped with a disinfectant wipe. Her right hand was weak and her wrist was shaking uncontrollably. Not only was her handwriting messy, but the content was also incoherent. This was all because He Qingzhao was writing too heavily and forcefully, resulting in a mess of wild scribbles.
He capped the pen, held the end of the pen, and tapped her little nose with the cap, his tone indulgent: "The translation wasn't complete enough, so that counts as two questions. The writing wasn't fluent and elegant enough, so that counts as one question. That's a total of ten questions wrong. Five minutes for each question, so ten questions will take fifty minutes."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
After kissing for fifty minutes, your lips must be raw from all that kissing, right?
He Qingzhao reminded her, "You can share it with others."
Cheng Jiamo didn't understand how the costs were to be shared, and was about to ask when He Qingzhao gently poked her with the tip of his pen, smiling as he looked at her: "Do you understand now?"
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
He's made it so obvious, how could she not understand?
"You're cheating!" she retorted, her face flushed. "You kept distracting me while I was doing my problems, making it impossible for me to concentrate!"
He Qingzhao laughed: "I'll give you another chance. Do a new set. I won't lift a finger, I'll just hold you. If you can get over 600 points this time, the previous ones won't count."
Cheng Jiamo retorted, "Even hugging is not allowed. You have to leave while I'm doing my homework, and you can come back in after I'm done."
He Qingzhao laughed out loud: "Then 20 minutes upstairs and 30 minutes downstairs."
Cheng Jiaming couldn't refuse, so she reluctantly agreed: "Okay, but let's make it clear first, you're not allowed to lay a hand on me this time." Then she quickly added, "And you can't use your mouth either!"
He Qingzhao smiled and agreed, "Okay."
Cheng Jiamo pushed his chest: "I need to rest for a while before I start."
He Qingzhao put her down: "Okay."
Cheng Jiamo left the study, drank half a glass of water, ate a sweet orange, walked outside for a while, lingered for more than half an hour, and then returned to the study to take out another set of test papers.
Seeing He Qingzhao sitting casually with his legs spread wide, a roguish smile on his lips, looking dashing and unrestrained in the chair behind the desk, she glared at him, walked over angrily, and forcefully sat on his lap.
Just like last time, He Qingzhao wrapped one arm around her and hugged her, while placing the other hand on the desk and playing with the timer.
This time, he didn't kiss or caress her, nor did he use the pen to accompany her.
However, he would occasionally blow air into her ear and even say inappropriate things in her ear, such as "Baby is so soft," "Baby smells so good," and "I want to kiss baby."
Cheng Jiamo gripped her pen tightly, using her strong willpower to eliminate all distractions and devote herself wholeheartedly to the test paper, focusing intently on the questions.
An hour and a half later, she finished the entire test paper, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and put down her pen heavily.
He Qingzhao tilted his head and kissed her rosy cheek: "My darling is so great."
Cheng Jiamo rubbed her cheek where he had kissed her with the back of her hand, and yelled at him in a cute but fierce way: "Hurry up and grade it!"
He Qingzhao smiled and picked up a red pen to correct her work. He didn't even need to check the answer key; it was like he was grading a first-grade student's test paper. He marked the checkmarks without blinking.
After grading, he wrote down the score with satisfaction: 605.
Upon seeing the score, Cheng Jiamo proudly raised her head and gave him a soft snort.
He Qingzhao wrapped his arms around her soft waist and abdomen, nuzzled his chin against her neck, and said in a deep voice in her ear, "You are very good. Even with my interference, you can still get more than 600 points, so you don't need to worry about your exam results at all. You should treat every exam in the future with a normal mindset. Don't take any more medicine to delay your period before the exam."
Cheng Jiamo stared at him in shock: "You, how did you know?"
He Qingzhao: "Don't be angry when I tell you."
Cheng Jiamo: "Okay, go ahead."
He Qingzhao lowered his eyes, concealing his sharp gaze: "I wanted to understand you more deeply, so I had someone investigate your past. I learned that the night before your college entrance exam, you couldn't sleep until 3 a.m. because of anxiety. And every time you had a big exam, when your period was about to start, you were afraid that your period would affect your exam, so you always took medicine to delay your period in advance."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
She had thought He Qingzhao would investigate her, but she didn't expect him to investigate in such detail.
In this case, wouldn't they be able to find out exactly which boy she held hands with in kindergarten?
He Qingzhao lifted his eyelids, his narrow phoenix eyes revealing a sharp edge: "We agreed not to get angry."
Cheng Jiamo swallowed: "I'm not angry."
She wasn't angry, she was just scared. Logically, she should have been touched by He Qingzhao's thoughtfulness, but she was afraid of his powerful possessiveness and omnipotent methods.
He Qingzhao asked, "Are you scared?"
[Author's Note]
I'm making up for the missed update today, and I want to apologize to all the readers who have been following the story. It was my fault. I saw your comments, and I feel very guilty and touched. When this book reached 70,000 or 80,000 words, even I doubted myself, but you didn't look down on me. I'm truly grateful.
That's all for now, let's send out red envelopes and apologize to every baby.
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