Ning Yuan was taken aback, feeling somewhat uncomfortable: "Are there really people who like others causing them trouble?"
Rong Zhaonan stared intently at her, his voice clear and gentle: "It depends on the person. If it's you, I'll like you."
Ning Yuan's heart raced a little. Today, Rong Gongzi, who wasn't being a jerk or acting like a typical straight man, was very sweet-talking, making her face flush.
She looked away with her big eyes and coughed lightly: "Well, we said we'd help each other out when we met, you should go back now."
Rong Zhaonan looked at the girl's rosy cheeks and pulled her into his arms without ceremony: "When saying goodbye to your boyfriend, there's a goodnight kiss?"
The book says—Goodbye Kiss.
Not everything from the bourgeoisie is necessarily bad; we should take its essence and discard its dross!
Ning Yuan blushed as he hugged her, and nervously tried to push him away from his chest: "We're downstairs from the dormitory, and you're still my cousin in name only, have some shame!"
Where did this straight man, born in the late 1970s or early 1980s, learn all this?! Was it because he grew up abroad and learned this kind of thing?
Rong Zhaonan didn't let go, but instead pressed down on her slender waist to prevent her from running away: "This is the path behind the dormitory, there's no one around."
Ning Yuan felt his strong, iron-like arms and knew he wouldn't give up so easily.
The puppy won't let go unless it's given a treat.
She coughed lightly, then suddenly said, "Then lower your head and close your eyes."
Rong Zhaonan closed his eyes and lowered his head in a good mood. After a while, he felt a moist and soft touch on his eyes and cheeks.
The girl's lips were soft and fragrant, capable of touching the depths of one's heart, leaving one with a strange, light feeling throughout one's body.
Young Master Rong felt as if he had been frozen in place by the kiss.
Ning Yuan took the opportunity to push him away and ran away in a flash, lest the puppy turn into a wolf!
Only Young Master Rong remained, lost in thought and reminiscing.
After a long while, he rode his bike back to his dormitory, feeling lightheaded. After taking a shower, he lay on his bed, unable to concentrate on the original text in his hand.
He simply covered his face with the book, the scent of ink spreading, and the smile on his thin lips remained.
So this is what it feels like to be kissed by a girl!
Although he carried the curly-haired rabbit and forced her to kiss him twice, it felt really good.
But it felt even better when she kissed him gently and proactively...
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Two days later, it was time for all personnel to practice shooting.
Most people miss the target when shooting at the 100-meter target; it's considered good if they hit the target at all!
Ning Yuan and the other two boys were the only ones who fired ten bullets and both scored over ninety rings.
The two boys were both veterans, but Ning Yuan's performance shocked even the instructors, who wondered how she managed to fight.
Ning Yuan recounted how, during her years working in the countryside, she practiced shooting with the village militia, and her shooting skills were comparable to those of the militia members.
That's the truth. She's had good eyesight since she was little and can see the last line of the eye chart!
"Those big, bright eyes of yours aren't wasted; you're a natural aimer," Instructor Jin Yang remarked with a touch of envy.
Many professions require talent, and Ning Yuan is a good prospect, but no one would let a delicate female student from Fudan University become a sniper.
Everyone just sighed about it and that was it, except Ning Yuan turned her head and secretly winked at a certain spot on the hill above the shooting range.
The head instructor, who had been observing the shooting range from a high vantage point on the mountain and tallying the students' total shooting scores, gave a slight twitch of her lips. This curly-haired rabbit hadn't lied to her; she was indeed quite skilled at shooting.
Even those old-fashioned, retired, broken guns can score 90 points.
He has no choice but to agree to teach her how to fire a short gun quickly, even if he doesn't. Let's find a time.
Returning from target practice as the sun sets in the west.
Ning Yuan had just finished showering after returning from target practice when she heard Chu Hongyu's soft voice outside: "Ningning, I think I just saw your adoptive parents go to the faculty building. Did they go to see Professor Tang?"
Ning Yuan frowned slightly, quickly dried her hair, changed into a dress, and prepared to go downstairs.
What do they want from Old Tang and Granny Xia?
Chu Hongyu looked at her hurried appearance and slightly disheveled hair.
She then took the red acrylic hair clip from before and pinned it to Ning Yuan's damp temples. "A young lady should have style and not lose her composure."
The school newspaper already has critical articles written by a senior student from the journalism department, such as "A vicious foster mother forces her adopted daughter from Fudan University to sell, why is the school not doing anything?"
This forced Director Chu to represent the school in visiting Ning Yuan to inquire about her well-being, even bringing her eggs and fruit as a gesture of goodwill, in order to see what difficulties this "impoverished household" who was almost sold off might be facing.
As her close friends, Chu Hongyu and Yan Yangyang would certainly not give Ning Jinyun and the others a friendly look.
Ning Yuan patted her hand, indicating that she could rest assured: "I understand."
Ning Yuan hurriedly left home, hopped on her bicycle, and headed straight for the faculty and staff dormitory building.
Sure enough, she rushed to the faculty and staff building, hurriedly parked her car, and was about to go find Mr. Tang when she almost hit someone.
"Be careful!" The other person grabbed her arm.
Ning Yuan looked up and saw Yu Qiang. He was standing too close, so close that Ning Yuan felt uncomfortable.
But he blocked the stairwell, and she couldn't get in.
Ning Yuan stepped back: "Excuse me, could you please move aside?"
Yu Qiang looked at the girl in front of him, who was ten years younger than him. She hadn't tied her hair up today; her waist-length hair was loose in beautiful big curls.
She was still a little damp, and even from this distance, he could smell the pleasant floral scent of her tender body and long hair.
The red hair clip behind the girl's ear and her purple and white checkered Soviet-style dress made her look like a fresh and delicate flower.
A strange light flashed in Yu Qiang's slightly bulging eyes: "Xiao Ning, you're here to see Grandpa Tang and Grandma again?"
Ning Yuan suppressed her impatience and said, "Yes."
Yu Qiang suddenly smiled and said, "Xiao Ning is pretty, but don't be so rude. Come visit my house sometime. My mom makes delicious pan-fried buns, and they sell very well."
Ning Yuan looked at Yu Qiang's rather long face expressionlessly: "What are you trying to do now?"
Yu Qiang sighed, showing no intention of giving way: "Xiao Ning, we're all neighbors, it's better to resolve conflicts than to make them fester. You shouldn't say that. My whole family hopes you can come to our house as guests."
Ning Yuan felt a little nauseous and narrowed her eyes dangerously. He really had given him too much face!
Suddenly, a clear male voice rang out: "Is that Ning Yuan?"
Then Yu Qiang was pulled from behind, stumbled, and was forced to step out of the stairwell.
Ning Yuan then noticed the handsome, mature man standing behind her, wearing a blue striped shirt and exuding a refined and cultured air.
She was taken aback: "Section Chief Tang?"
Tang Jun looked coldly at Yu Qiang and nodded to her: "Your father and mother are already waiting for you here with Professor Tang."
Yu Qiang noticed a man who looked like an official staring at him, but he wasn't sure who the man was.
"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, glanced at Ning Yuan again, and turned to walk upstairs to the second floor.
Ning Yuan politely said to Tang Jun, "Thank you."
Tang Jun frowned: "Who is that person? Do your parents know that he has ulterior motives towards you?"
Ning Yuan was taken aback, not expecting him to be so blunt. She shook her head and said, "He lives on the second floor and has had conflicts with Grandpa Tang and Grandma Xia, but this is a school, so they don't dare to do anything."
Tang Jun disagreed somewhat: "You're a female student, you should be careful. The security situation hasn't been great lately. It would be better if Master Ning knew."
Ning Yuan nodded indifferently: "I know what I'm doing."
As she spoke, she frowned and looked at Tang Jun: "Why is Section Chief Tang here with my grandfather?"
Tang Jun said, "Master Ning wanted to thank Professor Tang. I used to be a student at Fudan University, so I brought them to the faculty building."
As he spoke, he said with a mixture of amusement and helplessness, "You're so young, don't call me Section Chief Tang anymore. You don't need my help anyway, just call me Brother Tang."
His straightforwardness made Ning Yuan feel a little embarrassed.
The person who helped me out of that predicament did so out of kindness, and their age and status are also relevant.
"Brother Tang." She coughed lightly, then followed Tang Jun into the room.
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