Chapter 117 The Big Villain, You're Still Too Young, the Cat Won't Touch You (Endurance)
He Rongyi was still a little afraid of Jiang Yingxu.
Holding the cake fork, I didn't dare to spread too much batter; I quickly dabbled at it and jumped away.
Not many people managed to get a piece of the action.
The cream, snow-white, stretched across Jiang Yingxu's pale cheek, positioned rather low, almost grazing the corner of his lips.
Those cold, hard, angular lines were smeared with sweet cream.
There's a subtle sense of conflict.
Shi Miao stared intently, her pupils dilating involuntarily, filling her iris, leaving only a narrow, thin green edge that gleamed with a faint light.
It looks... delicious!
Whether it's cream or Jiang Yingxu.
Shi Miao swallowed hard.
I forget the exact date, but one time, a stray kitten was lying by the roadside, hands tucked in its sleeves, eyes half-closed, asleep. A man and a woman sat down on the bench in front of it and took a slice of cream-cut cake from a small cardboard box.
They ate together sweetly, taking turns biting and laughing softly.
The cat, annoyed by the noise, got up, moved to a different spot, and rolled itself back into a large loaf of bread.
Back then, cats weren't interested in cream cakes.
After all, it doesn't smell as good as meat.
Who would have thought that one day she would look at the snow-white cream and feel an urge to lick it clean?
Cats sometimes just act on instinct, rushing ahead without thinking.
With its hind paws braced against Jiang Yingxu's strong thighs, it wiggled its rear end slightly, preparing for a sprint, and then charged forward in a flash.
As you get closer, the sweet, milky aroma becomes even more intense.
Shi Miao brought the kitten's head closer, first bumping his cheek with her wet pink nose, then sticking out her barbed kitten tongue.
It's warm and moist, and the cream is rolled up.
I took a bite of the cool, sweet flavor.
"..."
Jiang Yingxu's fingers, hanging by his side, suddenly tightened.
The kitten puffed and exhaled through its nose, the warm air flowing over the wet saliva it left behind, bringing an indescribable heat and itch.
He lowered his long eyelashes, hiding his sudden surge of emotions in the shadows, barely breathing, and dared not move for fear of startling the domineering cat.
The kitten's tongue swished across its cheek.
It was a very slight pain, but it made you not only not want to push it away, but also want to immerse yourself in a more intense stimulation.
"...?"
He Rongyi stood blankly a short distance away, holding a cake fork, glancing at his brother Xu who was enjoying the cake with his head tilted to the side, and then at the cat that was licking its paws.
That doesn't seem right.
Did someone switch out his brother Xu?
Or is it that owning a cat has this kind of charm?
It can make someone with severe mysophobia who dislikes physical contact as an adult not only eat food that the cat has eaten without any qualms, but also not mind being licked on the face by the cat at all.
He Rongyi looked at the fluffy cat.
Tilting his head, he pretended to be deep and licked the cream off his fingertips, imagining himself as a killer licking blood from the edge of a knife.
All right.
He reluctantly admitted that such a beautiful cat could make people regress and rebuild their principles.
"..."
He was startled awake by the gasping sound that He Rongyi was suppressing in his throat.
Shi Miao stared intently at the small patch of skin that had been licked until it was slightly red, falling into a subtle silence.
The cream was licked clean.
A little further down and to the side, you see Jiang Yingxu's light-colored lips.
It was secretly coveted by a cat.
Thin, soft lips.
Big villain, you're still too young, the cat can't touch you. (Suppressed) (Restrained) (Dignified)
Shi Miao, with a face as white as a kitten that showed no sign of blushing, nonchalantly shrank back, and with her kitten paws wobbling in unison, hopped onto the sofa.
The kitten sat up straight, watching Jiang Yingxu raise his hand to touch his cheek and lower his eyes in silence. Feeling guilty yet calm, it meowed softly.
"The Cat King will lick your fur."
Hello, cat.
Hurry up and say thank you, Cat King!
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In early February, trainees from all over the country gathered at Tsinghua University.
The campus was deserted; most students had gone home for the holidays. Only the classrooms designated for physics and math competition training were lit up from morning till night.
The clock on the wall read 10:30 PM.
Lai Cheng looked up from the questions, feeling dizzy and lightheaded. His eyelids seemed to have lost all support and drooped down with a thud.
He yawned, picked up the two empty coffee bottles from the corner of the table, and threw them into the trash can in the corner of the classroom.
The cleaning lady had just finished cleaning; the empty bottles were being put into the bin with a clanging sound, and the large black garbage bags were already in place.
The commotion startled the others who remained in the classroom, who all turned to look.
Lai Cheng suppressed the urge to yawn uncontrollably and walked a few steps to the front of the lecture hall, next to the only boy who hadn't looked up and was constantly writing.
"Brother Jiang, aren't we going back?"
Jiang Yingxu: "Wait a moment, just a few last steps."
Lai Cheng knew that Jiang Yingxu's steps were real, unlike them, who would confidently put down their pen whenever they thought of a solution, only to get stuck at a certain step and be unable to push it any further, so they could only curse and cross it off.
He squatted down to the side, took out his phone, and scrolled through it.
My WeChat Moments feed is flooded with pictures of people sunbathing, eating sunflower seeds, and enjoying fruit in their hometowns—a picture of idyllic tranquility.
Lai Cheng liked each and every one of them.
It's okay, it's okay. Although he couldn't go home for the New Year holiday, he also endured the hardships of studying from dawn till dusk in the training camp, being constantly challenged by the geniuses' minds, and feeling incompetent and furious when he couldn't solve problems!
It burned out QAQ
If you complain about this trouble to Mao Yuhu and the others, you'll only get a few disdainful emojis and they'll flood the group chat with comments like "If you don't want to learn, make me do it."
Ha, you dare to say you want to get in just because you're in the top 50 nationwide?
Lai Cheng squatted on the ground and heard the click of the pen cap being closed. He looked up and saw Jiang Yingxu starting to tidy up the scattered draft papers on the table.
A quick glance reveals neat rows of steps neatly arranged on the draft paper.
This is completely different from his messy draft paper, which he scribbles here and there as if chewed by a dog, only to realize his thinking was wrong and angrily cross it out.
Wow, what a genius!
Lai Cheng and Jiang Yingxu walked out of the classroom. As soon as they pushed open the door, a cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed towards them. Under the streetlights, a trail of silver frost covered the road.
"Brother Jiang, we have a holiday for the next two days to celebrate the Chinese New Year. What are your plans?"
Lai Cheng shrank his neck and said in a muffled voice, "My parents' plane arrives early tomorrow morning. If you don't have any other plans, why don't you come out and have some fun with me?"
Jiang Yingxu knew Lai Cheng's good intentions, but still shook his head and refused.
"No need, you and your uncle and aunt have fun."
Lai Cheng knew his personality, so he didn't try to persuade him anymore. He just said, "Then I'll bring you some good food when I come back, to thank you for helping me with my problems all this time."
Jiang Yingxu: "Okay."
Before parting ways downstairs at the dormitory, Lai Cheng hesitated for a moment before asking, "Brother Jiang, I feel like you don't seem tired at all. Do you have any way to relieve stress?"
The national training team brings together the best single-subject competition talents in the country this year, and even those who barely make it to the last place are extremely strong.
However, in terms of both academic performance and consistency, Jiang Yingxu remains the most outstanding.
He seemed tireless and never bored, with just a pen and a cup of water, treating the intensive training camp for tackling challenging problems as a practice session.
It must be admitted that Lai Cheng has been able to grit his teeth and persevere until now entirely because every time he looks up, he can see Jiang Yingxu's back.
Like a stable point in a vast storm.
Jiang Yingxu is the kind of leader who naturally possesses leadership qualities.
It gives people a sense of security just by looking at it.
Jiang Yingxu himself probably didn't feel anything.
But after one exam after another, one test paper after another, one difficult question after another, even in the training team full of geniuses, many people had already silently regarded him as the leader.
"..."
Upon hearing this question, Jiang Yingxu raised his eyebrows slightly and then subtly curved his lips into a smile.
"Hmm, I have a method."
Under Lai Cheng's eager gaze.
Jiang Yingxu said slowly and deliberately, "Petting a cat."
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