Chapter 15 Domineering School Prince's Wet Love 15 [The male protagonist is such a good person...
"Why hasn't Brother Jiang come out yet?"
"What are Brother Jiang and Xiao Ye doing? There are cleaners in the gym. Isn't that a bad sign..."
"Hey, hey, hey, keep your voice down!"
Several of Jiang Lian's teammates were still waiting at the gymnasium entrance, looking around eagerly, as if they were just waiting to see what was happening.
After waiting for a long time for Jiang Lian to come out with Ye Ling, they all smiled playfully. But then, there was someone behind Ye Ling, and it was... a girl?
girl! ! ?
This group of energetic, male, large dogs has their radars going off.
Even though she was a girl, she was following Ye Ling? Ye Ling was following the captain? Their enthusiasm for eating melons ebbed and flowed, and they stood there, hesitating, not knowing whether to move forward.
Jiang Lian's gaze swept over them calmly, making them quiet as if under a spell. Suddenly, Jiang Lian stopped and turned back, his eyes passing over Ye Ling, and called out, "Student Su."
Student Su was so shocked that his whole body trembled, and he almost responded subconsciously.
But at this moment, Jiang Lian had completely suppressed that terrifying beast-like aura, and like a polite and considerate new classmate, he asked her, "Were those people just now people you knew from your old school? Did they...bully you?"
Based on the accident that just happened, Jiang Lian already fully understood the ins and outs of Su Xiaoxiao's transfer.
Su Xiaoxiao felt that she was instantly seen through by those sharp eyes, and she lowered her head and uttered a muffled "hmm".
"Well... they may not have gone far. They may be hiding somewhere waiting to take revenge on you. There are many of them, and you are a girl." Jiang Lian was extremely considerate. Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt even more terrified. Fortunately, he did not continue to stare at her, but instead picked one of his teammates.
"You."
The man with a crew cut pointed at himself in confusion, looked around and walked out of the crowd.
"Yes." Jiang Lian introduced him briefly, "This is Su Xiaoxiao, the new transfer student in our class. Please take her home."
"?" The crew cut was stunned for a moment, then he understood and pulled those annoying guys along with him. "Let's go! Let's all send classmate Su home together!"
In a blink of an eye, only Ye Ling and Jiang Lian were left at the bustling gymnasium entrance.
"How do you get home? Take the bus?" Jiang Lian asked.
"Hmm... um." Ye Ling was not very good at dealing with sudden situations. She did not sense any threat from Jiang Lian's attitude, so she just followed his words and acted according to the circumstances.
"Then I'll take the bus too." Jiang Lian looked at the platform not far away, "Let's go and wait for the bus."
The bus slowly pulled into the station. Seeing Ye Ling hurried over, Jiang Lian followed slowly, his eyebrows raised slightly, revealing a hint of just the right amount of surprise: "We're actually on the same bus?"
Ye Ling's pupils shrank, and then she pretended to be surprised: "Oh! What a coincidence!"
Jiang Lian didn't suspect anything and after getting in the car, he considerately let him sit on the inside of the double seat.
"Add me." Jiang Lian showed his phone, on which was his WeChat QR code. "If you have any instructions, I'll send you a message."
Ye Ling nodded, quickly pulling out her phone and scanning the code. He was a gloomy eccentric in class, and Jiang Lian couldn't bring herself to talk to him directly in the classroom. While the inclusion of WeChat was an unexpected feature not found in the novel, it didn't deviate from the logic of the plot and character design.
[WeChat! You actually exchanged contact information with your target!] 778 was incredibly excited, waving a banner and shouting in Ye Ling's mind, [Host! I knew it! You're a perverted genius! The king of perversion! The ruler of perversion...]
The whole journey was in a slightly awkward silence. Seeing that they were about to arrive at the station, Jiang Lian asked again: "I'm getting off at station XX, are you getting off too?"
"..." Ye Ling's brain raced, and she lied calmly, her face flushed. "I... I'm at the next stop."
"Oh." Jiang Lian didn't doubt him and remained casual. "It's quite close. You can come to my house when you have time."
The target took the initiative to invite him to his home!
Ye Ling quickly realized that this was a godsend opportunity for a "pervert," but at this moment, he only felt his scalp tingling, fearing that his perverted behavior would be exposed. Seeing the scene outside the window becoming more and more familiar, he hurriedly urged Jiang Lian: "We're here! Get off the car!"
Jiang Lian curled his lips very slightly: "Hmm."
As soon as Jiang Lian arrived at the classroom the next day, he posted the first task of "Whatever You Ask For": [Help me organize my competition notes and mark the key points with sticky notes]
Ye Ling looked down and saw that Jiang Lian had already picked up the hard-cover notebook that was as thick as a brick and placed it on his desk.
After 18 years of study, it is not easy to learn the human life pattern. Ye Ling's level of human knowledge is still extremely limited, and she was unable to find time to complete it during the break.
After school, he did not follow Jiang Lian to the swimming pool for training, but went to the 24-hour study room alone to "work overtime."
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the empty study room a warm orange-red, and specks of dust danced quietly in the beam of light.
Despite being a swimming specialty student, Jiang Lian's academic performance was surprisingly excellent. Her notebooks were filled with neat handwriting, clear and logical reasoning, and ingenious problem-solving ideas.
"So amazing..." Ye Ling didn't quite understand, but couldn't help but admire, "He's worthy of being the male lead!"
As a little bird who had just learned to solve linear equations, the contents of advanced calculus and topological space in Jiang Lian's notes were like incomprehensible books to him, but this did not affect his admiration for writing skills at all.
He was so engrossed in watching that he gradually forgot the passage of time.
[Host! Stop admiring the hero's calligraphy!] 778's depressing voice echoed in his head, [Pervert's Diary! Write it down! Such precious material! Get up close and personal with the hero's wisdom, feel the lingering warmth from his fingertips... Write quickly!]
Ye Ling suddenly remembered her job, looked around guiltily, and made sure that no one was around before she took out the important black notebook from her schoolbag.
The pen tip touched the paper, making a rustling sound:
"May 20th, sunny, beautiful sunset"
"Mission: Organize the target's competition notes (honored!)"
"His handwriting is so beautiful, it looks like it was printed..."
"The solution is so clear. Even though I don't quite understand it (shame.jpg), it feels so amazing!"
[And there is also a fool...] 778 just opened his mouth.
Without its reminder, Ye Ling had already moved down very skillfully and began to fantasize about being a pervert:
"Hmm... When I turned to this page, I seemed to smell a little bit of his scent? The clean scent of soapberry..."
Although he had already become proficient at it, as Ye Ling wrote, a thin layer of red still appeared on the tips of his ears.
He was so focused on writing that he didn't notice that the back door had been silently pushed open a crack.
Jiang Lian leaned quietly against the door frame, his gaze passing across the golden sunset light and falling on the figure writing at the desk.
He saw Ye Ling carefully flipping through his notes, cherishing and being careful.
He saw the boy's slightly red ears and focused profile, with the sunlight dancing on his long eyelashes.
He saw Ye Ling sometimes frowning in thought, and sometimes showing that silly admiring smile.
Finally, his eyes fell on the open black notebook next to Ye Ling's hand, and the boy's movements of sometimes pausing and sometimes writing quickly.
"Hmm? What are you writing?"
'About me?'
A mixture of curiosity, possessiveness, and excitement slowly rose.
But he didn't say anything, just watched quietly, enjoying the feeling of voyeurism that was one-sided and in complete control.
Ye Ling finally finished writing the last sentence of his fantasy.
"I really want to be this notebook, so he can read it every day..."
He closed the black notebook with satisfaction, and just as he was about to put it back into his schoolbag—
"How's the sorting going?"
A deep voice suddenly sounded.
"Ah!" Ye Ling was so frightened that she trembled violently, and the black notebook in her hand flew out of her hand.
He rushed over in a panic and retrieved the notebook just before it hit the ground, barely a second later.
He hugged the notebook tightly in his arms, his heart pounding wildly.
Jiang Lian had walked in at some point and was standing a few steps away from him, with no expression on his face. However, his deep eyes were not as cold as usual, and there was a hint of amusement in them.
[It's over, it's over! Host! Diary! Has the pervert's diary been exposed?!] 778 sounded an alarm in Ye Ling's mind, [Hide it quickly! He can't see it now!]
Ye Ling knew this without 778's reminder. The Diary of a Pervert was a crucial tool for the protagonist to expose his despicable behavior. He hadn't made his final confession yet, so he couldn't get expelled now!
He stuffed the hot black notebook into the deepest part of his schoolbag as quickly as he could.
Jiang Lian saw it all, but he didn't press the issue, nor did he even spare a glance at the suspicious bag. He simply walked towards Ye Ling at a leisurely pace.
Ye Ling subconsciously moved back, her back pressed tightly against the back of the chair.
Jiang Lian stood in front of Ye Ling, but instead of sitting down, he leaned forward slightly, one hand casually resting on the table beside Ye Ling. This action instantly formed a semi-encircled posture, trapping Ye Ling between himself and the chair.
The distance between the two was so close that they could clearly feel each other's breathing and body temperature.
Ye Ling's mind went blank, and all the blood in his body seemed to rush to his cheeks and ears, burning him terribly. He could only stare at the table, not daring to move his eyes.
Jiang Lian seemed quite satisfied with his statue-like stiffness. He stretched out his other hand, his fingers casually flipping through the open competition notebook, stopping at a page filled with equations.
"Here," Jiang Lian's voice was deliberately slowed down, and his warm breath was almost imperceptible. "Do you understand?"
Ye Ling didn't even look at it and shook her head in panic, her voice weak: "...No."
Jiang Lian chuckled with satisfaction: "Then let me tell you."
But his eyes didn't fall on the notes at all. Instead, they were fixed on Ye Ling's red earlobes that seemed to be dripping with blood, lingering on her violently trembling eyelashes, and tracing the pale blue veins on her white neck that were bulging with endurance...
He was explaining and appreciating.
"I'm shaking so badly..."
"Ears as red as ripe cherries..."
"I really want to... take a bite."
The hidden desire for sadism and possessiveness grew wildly in my heart.
"Have you learned it?" Finally, there was obvious teasing and temptation in the tone.
Ye Ling shuddered at the question. How could he even remember differential equations? His mind was a blur. He instinctively nodded, "...Yeah, I got it. Thank you, Jiang..."
"Okay." Jiang Lian stood up slowly and put the notebook full of Ye Ling's scent back into his schoolbag. "Then I'm going to go back. What about you? I remember that we took the same bus, so it's convenient for us."
Ye Ling awoke from his dream, his crisis radar blaring. Because of his "stop" on the way home from the gym, he had now been thrown directly into a difficult task, as difficult as the math problem he had just sorted out.
His eyes rolled, and he thought quickly: "I'm not going home! I...I still have to go to work."
"Okay." Jiang Lian didn't force it, picked up his schoolbag and was about to leave. "If you need me next time, I'll text you."
"Bye!" Ye Ling stood up and waved to him.
Jiang Lian turned around and curled his lips. He left the school in a hurry, but he did not leave. Instead, he waited under the big tree where Ye Ling often hid.
After about ten minutes, Ye Ling came out, peeking around like a little golden hamster.
He saw that Ye Ling was about to take the bus home, but because of a sudden phone call, he changed his steps and went to the bus stop across the street instead - the bus there went to the gymnasium, which was also the direction of the convenience store where he worked.
Jiang Lian followed easily. On the evening rush hour bus, Ye Ling's dull sense of smell made it impossible for her to detect any trace of him.
Tonight, Ye Ling really has to work, but it seems that he is temporarily taking over due to personnel changes.
When there are a lot of customers, he will be in a hurry. When there are no customers, he will immediately hide in a chair in the corner and slack off. He has a black notebook in his hand, writing and drawing, and no one knows what he is doing.
Jiang Lian's slender figure looked down at the small corner from the transparent glass door of the convenience store.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Ling returned home from get off work.
Jiang Lian was like a dangerous shadow, silently and invisible, hanging behind him neither far nor near.
Ye Ling walked ahead defenselessly, sometimes jumping and sometimes mumbling: "...I couldn't track the target today... Fortunately, I have enough materials. I can take a shower when I return to the nest..."
Just as he was fantasizing about taking a wonderful bath, his dull nerves suddenly came to his senses.
In the middle of a long, narrow, old alley, the only light came from the tall, dim streetlights at the intersections on both sides. The light shone from behind, stretching his shadow forward into an exaggerated and distorted shape, with fangs and claws bared.
And at his feet, there was a slender black shadow wrapped around him, twisting and stretching from his heel to his ankle!
This couldn't be his own shadow!
"What..." All the non-existent hair on Ye Ling's body exploded. He swallowed a few times and turned his head nervously.
There was no one behind him.
When I lowered my head again, the dark shadow on my calf disappeared, just like thin snow melting in the sunlight, an illusion.
Buzz—the phone in my pocket vibrated.
Jiang Lian: [Are you done with work? Be safe on your way home tonight. Feel free to contact me if anything happens.]
Ye Ling's heart immediately fell back into her stomach.
He was almost home, and also almost at Jiang Lian's house. According to 778, this was the "sphere of influence" of the male protagonist Jiang Lian. No matter what danger he encountered, he could immediately call upon the golden, god-like Jiang Lian!
[Hmm…] Ye Ling lowered her head, holding her phone, and murmured, [The male lead is such a good person…]
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