At this moment, Yan Hanxi seemed to understand He Jing's thoughts, reading the ideas in her eyes. Staring at her soft, cherry-petal-like lips, his throat bobbed slightly.
He really wanted to kiss her.
I really, really want to.
So he lowered his voice, his hoarse tone laced with seduction, and asked, "Is it alright?"
He Jing bit her lip, thinking: Of course not.
There's a laboratory right across from them, and her older brother is sitting there. If he dares to kiss her, her brother will break his legs.
But she remained silent, gazing into his eyes as if she were caught in his carefully woven web of tenderness.
Then she watched as that captivatingly handsome face pressed down, the boy closed his eyes, the curve of his jawline was exceptionally beautiful and natural, and when those pale lips finally fell, He Jing subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth.
A kiss landed on her palm, like a feather gently tickling her nerves.
He Jing turned her face away, not daring to look directly at Yan Hanxi.
Yan Hanxi didn't raise his head, but tilted it slightly, looked at her expression, and smiled helplessly yet indulgently: "Have you washed your hands?"
He Jing: "?"
Instead of the expected blame, she instantly came to her senses.
Then Yan Hanxi said, "I didn't expect you to have a cowardly side. It looks... kind of cute."
He Jing finally regained her composure, turned her head away and retorted, "Boring."
As he spoke, he turned to leave the storage room.
Yan Hanxi looked at her red ears and chuckled softly. She had made herself seem so strong-willed, and he really thought she was immune to all poisons. Turns out she could blush too.
Suddenly, Yan Hanxi was in a great mood and felt that she had a chance to fall in love.
He Jing returned to the lab and sat down next to He Yuan. He Yuan glanced at her and asked gently with concern, "Jingjing, are you hot?"
He Jing felt guilty, her gaze darting around, and smiled, "A little."
He Yuan didn't suspect anything, turned down the air conditioning temperature, and continued working.
In the evening, everyone stopped what they were doing, stood up from their chairs, stretched, and yawned.
I've been sitting all afternoon, and I'm really tired.
This was a truly helpful assistance.
He Jing felt very guilty and suggested, "How about we have dinner together tonight?"
Shen Qiuyu, Lin Yi, and the others exclaimed in unison, "Great!"
They hadn't been treated to a meal by He Jing before.
When school starts, telling others will generate another wave of hatred; just thinking about it is satisfying.
He Jing said to He Yuan, "Brother, you should go too. Let's take a break and rest for a while."
He Yuan did not refuse and said, "Okay."
Lin Chun, Chen Le, and the other three lab members felt embarrassed to freeload and made excuses to leave.
With that settled, He Jing led He Yuan and the other students out of the laboratory.
Shen Qiuyu was overjoyed and put her arm around He Jing's arm, asking, "What are you going to treat us to, Sister Jing? To be honest, I want to eat dishes cooked by Sister Jing herself."
Wu Yu immediately raised his hand: "Me too!"
Lin Yi, Xiao Pang, and the students who transferred to Jinjiang High School later didn't know He Jing's cooking skills and couldn't help but think: What's so good about He Jing's cooking? It's rare to be treated to a meal, so of course we have to have a big feast!
Ideally, it should be a restaurant that ranks highly on the app.
The group chatted and laughed as they walked toward the nearest popular restaurant. Suddenly, another group of people appeared out of nowhere and blocked their way.
His clothes and attire clearly indicated that he was a low-class socialite, with large tattoos of a blue dragon and a white tiger on his bare shoulders.
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