CHAPTER 555: CHAPTER 452: QINGQING: WANT A HUG?_2

Wrapped in a mink coat, she stopped, panting, at the doorway. She looked around in the dim light, finally stopping her eyes on Jiang Nian.

"Hey!"

The woman ran with a bit of a jiggle, and you don’t really need to explain what was jiggling.

"You~are~that~~. . .tenant, right? I’m his sister-in-law, we’re going up... Eh, which floor is he on again?"

Her voice trembled, which is normal when you run.

"Quite handsome, still in school?" The sister-in-law had long legs wrapped in black stockings, "I also brought the agreement."

In this small place, the agreement is just a piece of paper.

Most disputes don’t rise to the level of going to court, especially when both parties are local to the town, disputes are usually settled by mediation over small amounts.

This is one reason the landlord was willing to rent; less hassle.

"Senior year." Jiang Nian nodded.

You have to admit, he was starting to suspect the landlord’s status. Such a pretty sister-in-law, and he still got cheated on by his wife.

His brother sure is laissez-faire, even keeps secrets from his own brother?

Forget it.

With a beep, the sister-in-law swiped a card to enter the community, then turned her head to ask Jiang Nian.

"Have you come of age yet?"

"?"

Jiang Nian was thoroughly inspecting as he went upstairs; the apartment was better than he had imagined.

Probably truly heartbroken, the setup looked like it was once meant to be a wedding house. There were no signs of recent decoration, and it wasn’t particularly dusty.

"My brother-in-law isn’t home, the house is cleaned at intervals." The sister-in-law walked around the living room on her high heels.

Jiang Nian averted his gaze, checking out the bathroom drain, while also examining the doors and windows, and whether the balcony was accumulating water.

Feeling that there were no issues, he signed the agreement immediately.

Being in the same room with a peachy sister-in-law was a bit intense. He didn’t dare stand too close, afraid of getting a whiff of perfume.

Without much delay, the keys ended up in his hands.

In the elevator going down, the sister-in-law glanced at Jiang Nian who maintained his distance, her plump red lips pursed into a line.

"Got a girlfriend?"

Jiang Nian thought for a moment and replied.

"I like Kemonomimi, the stuff from 2D worlds."

The peachy sister-in-law was stunned, instantly losing interest. Just a few steps out of the elevator, she bent to pick up a fallen pen.

Jiang Nian kept his eyes straight ahead, repeatedly muttering in his heart.

"Help me, Tao Ran!"

"Bye-bye." This time the sister-in-law truly lost interest.

Jiang Nian breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at his phone. He had sent his location to the class monitor earlier, now Li Qingrong was already at the entrance.

The night wind swept in, circling the community.

Up and down, Jiang Nian felt a bit sweaty already. He had no time to wipe, as delaying any further would make him late for evening self-study.

At the entrance, Jiang Nian saw a cool figure standing straight under a white light, their facial lines soft.

"Let’s go."

Li Qingrong glanced at him, reached out to wipe his sweat with her sleeve.

"Hm."

This scene caught in the eyes of an old and a young security guard in the booth, nearly made them spit out their tea.

"Got a boyfriend, huh?"

"Students today mature early, it’s normal." The old security guard took another sip of tea, "Back in our day, we had kids when we were xx years old."

The young security guard stared, not even bothering to scroll on TikTok.

"Sigh."

The old guard snorted, reprimanding, "What are you sighing about, isn’t it normal for a pretty girl to have a boyfriend?"

"I’m envious, it’s not about the looks." The young guard turned, asking, "Uncle, has Aunt ever wiped your sweat?"

The old guard fell silent, sipping his tea.

"Almost time to change shifts."

....

The door opened.

With a soft click, as the lights turned on throughout the house. The elegant and grand living room was revealed, with the balcony’s floor-to-ceiling window half open.

The night breeze fluttering the curtains, outside, Zhen Nan was brightly illuminated.

Li Qingrong stood in the living room, looking at the scene before her. Actually, since Jiang Nian brought her here this afternoon, she had guessed the purpose of this trip.

However, seeing it with her own eyes still touched her.

"Thank you."

Jiang Nian was used to her expressionless face, handing her the keys.

"See if you like it, from now on this is your secret little haven. Conveniently, it’s close to school, rented until the end of June."

This is also to repay her kindness, ah... just right.

At the driving school, services like Jiang Nian’s treatment would cost at least ten thousand, such convenience in actions.

Now, he was no longer indebted to the class monitor.

Feels good.

"Want a hug?"

"Huh?" Jiang Nian was taken aback, turning his head towards the class monitor, doubting if he heard right, "What did you just say?"

"Hug?"

Wow, straight out of nowhere.

"Uh... well." Jiang Nian suddenly became shy, though he’s usually a cheeky guy, "Shouldn’t there be some prelude?"

No foreplay, no lubrication.

Girls on TV usually go ’wow,’ get moved, then look around excitedly, and finally leap onto their boyfriend.

Legs wrapped around the waist, oh dear... kids, don’t ask.

Also, don’t touch that middle row of the keyboard with 26 keys.

Li Qingrong wasn’t like that, her expression unchanged. She didn’t look around; if not for this one ’Want a hug?’ line...

Jiang Nian would find it normal, after all, the class monitor isn’t talkative.

Who would’ve thought...

Li Qingrong was puzzled, "What’s a prelude?"

....

In the classroom.

Li Hua sneakily lay on the desk, turning to sneak a peek at Jiang Nian.

"Hiss~! Something’s off about you."

"What?"

"You’ve been smiling through half the evening self-study, what’s got you so happy?" Li Hua glanced at him, sniffing as well.

"Did you skip studies and get a foot massage this afternoon?"

Jiang Nian instinctively leaned back, dodging Li Hua’s dog-like nose.

"Foot fetish nonsense."

Hearing this, Li Hua was shocked.

"That raunchy?"

"Where would such a good thing come from?" Jiang Nian changed the topic, "By the way, Hua, do you know why guys don’t touch heads and girls don’t touch waists?"

Li Hua, naturally playful, indeed started pondering.

"This can’t be touched, that can’t be touched. What if I touch a girl’s head and a guy’s waist? What happens then?"

"Girls have them?"

"Of course, everyone does..." Li Hua paused midway, unable to hold it anymore, "Which head are you talking about!"

Zhang Ningzhi covered her ears, unable to bear the dirty-mindedness.

Jiang Nian was sly about it.

Although she hadn’t experienced it herself, she could tell from their everyday antics, always bringing color into things. Rivals complete equals to Yao Beibei, totally evenly matched.

She poked Jiang Nian, interrupting his spell.

"Have you finished your homework?"

"Nope."

"Then hurry up and get it done!" Zhang Ningzhi was fierce.

"Okay." Jiang Nian swallowed his pride.

This had Li Hua laughing hard beside him, pointing at him, "Coward!"

Jiang Nian didn’t care, after hugging the class monitor in the evening, it’s best to lay low lately; it’s not like he wants to go to Little Western Heaven.

Let’s admit, the class monitor really is soft.

Even the coldest person feels warm to hug. No matter how standoffish, their kisses must be soft, and those with dirty minds...

They’re hopeless.

Third period evening self-study.

Lin Dong finished his math homework, promptly handed over an entirely blank chemistry workbook, maybe someone would ask again.

If you know it’s blank, why hand it in?

Just not wise enough yet. Homework handed in is done, sending a wrong one doesn’t mean it hasn’t been done, teachers are busy people too.

He’ll handle it if asked.

For now, he was left with plenty of free time.

On the desk was Lin Dong’s business blueprint.

"The Business Blueprint of Mr. Lin."

From what he heard, there were at least seven or eight people getting ready to sell apples.

Great, competition is coming.

Sun Zhicheng, playing with his phone, felt much at ease after asking for a seal. He was sneaking in some phone time, browsing through emotional posts online.

He read every comment, providing detailed advice.

Someone replied to him.

"You feel like a jerk."

He was instantly delighted and quickly deleted his previous boastful response, then typed with a grin.

"I’m just interested in making friends."

After he sent it, he felt at ease.