A tingling electric current passed through my ear, and the warm breath made my whole ear itch slightly.
He Jing's cheeks turned bright red.
Fake your sister...
The red color lasted until they left the store after buying their dresses.
He Jing chose a light white long dress, a conservative and dignified style. Yan Hanxi glanced at it and teased her with a hint of mockery: "You're too old-fashioned, you model student."
Then, she took out a long black dress by herself.
This long dress costs 88,000 yuan, making it the most expensive dress in the entire store. Its simple design perfectly accentuates He Jing's figure, and its skirt is sprinkled with shimmering starlight. The gradient-colored tulle trailing behind the shoulders resembles a star ribbon.
Wearing this long dress, He Jing's skin was more than twice as fair as before, and she seemed to be glowing. Her full red lips were like cherries, and she really had a bit of Snow White's charm.
He Jing herself was amazed. She preferred light colors to dark colors and always opted for flowing and light styles. This black dress actually looked so good on her.
It's about the price...
Yan Hanxi decisively bought it.
When he handed her the exquisite clothing bag, He Jing's eyelids twitched, and she silently and slowly took it, saying, "Thank you."
The bag was heavy, and so was He Jing's heart.
This dress is so expensive; it's the most valuable gift she's ever received...
Before she could even form any thoughts, Yan Hanxi raised his hand and gently patted her head, saying, "An early birthday present."
He Jing looked up instantly, her eyes filled with astonishment, as if asking him how he knew her birthday.
Seeing her dazed expression, Yan Hanxi couldn't help but pinch her cheek: "I'm the school bully, of course I know everything."
He Jing blushed again, her cheeks as red as peach blossoms. She slapped his hand away and turned her head away: "You just said that if I wanted to thank you, I would kiss you?"
She couldn't feel at ease accepting such an expensive gift, and a kiss on the cheek didn't seem so bad.
Yan Hanxi smiled gently, her narrow eyes gleaming with pleasure: "Although I really want to, let's do it next time."
...
By Thursday, almost no one was in the mood to study. Everyone was looking forward to the dance party on the weekend, and they started to daydream in class.
As soon as get out of class ended, the girls would eagerly discuss what skirts to wear, while the boys would huddle together to discuss which girl was the prettiest and who to invite to dance the first dance.
The boys' first choice was He Jing, but when they saw that He Jing was still working hard on her homework even after class, they hesitated and said, "Sister Jing won't agree, will she?"
Then, their gazes shifted to Cheng Yi.
Because of the school-wide poisoning incident, Cheng Yi is now a goddess in the eyes of many people. Love letters from other classes are almost filling her desk, and she reads every single one of them. This makes the boys very happy, because reading them means they have a chance.
Compared to a cool and aloof goddess like He Jing, a friendly girl like Cheng Yi would probably have a higher success rate in getting someone to dance with her.
So, a bold boy walked up to Cheng Yi and asked shyly, "Cheng Yi, do you have a dance partner for the dress-up party this weekend?"
Cheng Yi stopped tidying her desk, looked up at the words, and looked flattered. Then she smiled sweetly and shook her head: "No."
The boy was overjoyed and quickly said, "Can I invite you to dance the first dance of the dress-up party with me?"
Cheng Yi frowned, looking as if she was in a dilemma.
The boy immediately tensed up: "Is it not allowed?"
Cheng Yi shook her head again: "No, it's just that I haven't decided whether I want to participate yet. I haven't found any jewelry to match my dress."
P.S.: Luckily, you guys weren't too enthusiastic today, so I'm taking a break and will only update about 5 chapters. I'll try to release the remaining 4 chapters as soon as possible. Love you all, muah!
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