Chapter 381

The intertwined knuckles looked exceptionally forceful, as if trying to brand each other's temperature and presence.

Lin Li's fingers were bony, wrapping with slight force around another more slender, fair hand, which was nestled obediently within, fingertips curled slightly, revealing reliance and nervousness in the silence.

Under the faint light of the watch, one could even see the soft pink edges of Chen Yuying's neatly trimmed nails.

"I—!"

Upon confirming what exactly she was seeing, Ding Sihan subconsciously wanted to let out a 'motherly' squeal, but in the 0.1 seconds before the sound completely spiraled out of control, she slammed her hand over her mouth, forcing the sound deep into her throat, turning it into a muffled whimper.

After swallowing the sound, Ding Sihan let go and clicked her tongue twice in the darkness.

Lin Li's movements were so fast!

The back row was just alerting that Lin Li had disappeared, right? So he had already slipped to Chen Yuying's side in the blink of an eye?

A complex expression quickly appeared on Ding Sihan's face, a superposition of the satisfied smile of a "shipper who got their ship" and the sour, death-wishing feeling of "damn, your happiness is hurting my sensitive, inferior, and fragile self."

At this moment, the darkness covered her twisted and brilliant expression; it's hard to say if that's fortunate or not.

Chen Yuying lowered her head slightly. With her "secret" discovered, her cheeks were shockingly hot; she felt tiny sparks crackling under her skin.

Just a moment ago, when a shadow suddenly crawled to her side and a hand with warm body temperature, without warning, tentatively and somewhat recklessly patted the outside of her thigh, she was truly startled.

It wasn't until that extremely light, airy "psst psst" sound, carrying the unique scent of a young man, brushed past her ear like a feather, that Chen Yuying finally let out a sigh of relief.

Her tense nerves were smoothed out as if by a gentle hand; the huge shock and panic receded like the tide.

After all, as long as it was him, it was fine; as long as it was him, it didn't matter.

Before Chen Yuying could recover from the turbulent emotions, and before she could ask what he wanted to do, that hand, which had just been touching her thigh, quietly climbed upward, accurately capturing the arm resting on the table and pulling it down, so her right hand fell to her side.

The next second, their fingers were interlaced, the familiar warmth and the large palm completely wrapping her hand.

A tight fit, like two long-lost magnets, finding their most compatible home in the darkness.

Lin Li's index finger was still tapping lightly, extremely slowly and extremely restrainedly, on the back of her smooth hand, one tap after another.

When she realized she was already holding hands with Lin Li, sweet and tingling ripples spread in circles in the heart-lake deep in Chen Yuying's soul.

Then, Chen Yuying's rationality said, "This is not good, it's dangerous and inappropriate, people nearby will definitely notice, let go."

But Chen Yuying's sensibility said, "Hey, so you're the one called Rationality, right? If you're really idle, go calculate some competition problems. This has nothing to do with you right now. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, stop saying useless things here, aren't you annoying?"

Sensibility, of course, won. But it was only the icing on the cake.

Because the darkness seemed to grant Chen Yuying supreme courage and amplified every bit of pleasure in her senses. Before sensibility had even beaten rationality to a pulp, and thus before her brain had time to issue any commands, her hand had already instinctively gripped back even harder.

Her slender fingers were no longer just obediently nestled; they gripped Lin Li's hand with equally intense force, as if to firmly grasp the temperature of his palm, along with this dizzying, illicit charm stolen in the darkness.

It felt great to Lin Li.

Looking at Ding Sihan, who was covering her mouth, Lin Li raised an eyebrow, full of showing off and smugness, regardless of whether Ding Sihan could see clearly in the dark.

Perhaps because although the face couldn't be seen clearly, the jerkiness could be felt—

Ding Sihan: "Treat me to breakfast, or I'll tell the teacher."

Lin Li: "?"

Damn, Ding Sihan, are you a primary school student?

Chen Yuying's free left hand gently tugged at the sleeve of Ding Sihan's jacket at this moment. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, not very clear in the noisy classroom: "I'll treat..."

Lin Li: qaq.

"Baby, I'm not threatening you, I'm threatening Lin Li." Chen Yuying's cute reaction made the "satisfied smile" on Ding Sihan's face instantly overwhelm the "want to die," so her answer was filled with laughter.

"Anyone who threatens me," as for the main character Lin Li, he sneered, then immediately fawned: "I will kneel down immediately. Sister Ding, I'll treat you, of course."

Wei Junjie who knows the current affairs, Lin Li knows the principle of forbearance.

Of course, he was fawning on the surface, but Lin Li had already cast a vicious curse in his heart, determined to make Ding Sihan pay a bloody price within a month.

Lin Li felt that his curse should come true. Firstly, he was a cultivator with supernatural powers; secondly, Ding Zi shouldn't be menopausal at sixteen, so when she should bleed, she would still bleed.

——Evil Ding Ding, when that time comes, I will talk coolly, drink ice water, eat popsicles, take cold showers, and exercise vigorously in front of you! Drive you crazy!

Speaking of menopause, Lin Li has always thought that "Little Horse Driving a Big Cart" is a very terrifying work, and the target audience should be women.

Think about it, when you return home in your twenties, the middle-aged aunt next door comes over happily, sits on the sofa, and slaps her hand on your leg. You dodge, and she laughs:

"What are you dodging for? Your first time was taught to you by Auntie. When you were little, you begged Auntie to make you comfortable behind your mother's back every day. Now that you've grown up, you don't recognize people? Auntie is menopausal now, no need for precautions. Child, we..."

Damn, it's terrifying, isn't it?

So for the safety of aunts, please refuse the "Little Horse Driving a Big Cart" xp!

"Baby, your hands are so white and soft." Ding Sihan's voice pulled Lin Li's thoughts back.

Looking at the silhouette of the other hand being held by Chen Yuying in the dark, Lin Li, who had his lines stolen, discovered that the wind of monogamy had finally blown onto Chen Yuying.

But Lin Li had no time to care about Ding Sihan NTRing him right now; he had more important things to deal with.

"Wang Ze! Wang Ze!" Lin Li called out in a low voice toward the position in front of the front, where Wang Ze was.

Hearing this ghostly voice, Wang Ze covered his butt with a 'whoosh', his two corners sharp like swords, his eyes bright, surpassing lightning~

To put it bluntly, Wang Ze was also a bit of a "Lord Ye who loves dragons"; when it came to really playing his big drum, this guy wasn't happy.

Finding that Lin Li was in the aisle of the first and second groups and hadn't leaned against him yet, Wang Ze breathed a sigh of relief, then poked his head out to ask: "Lin Li, what for? Why are you squatting there? Who are you trying to ambush?"

Lin Li: "Pearl Harbor."

"You think I haven't studied history?" Wang Ze laughed and scolded, pushing his non-existent glasses with the confidence of Conan: "There is only one truth. The one who ambushed Pearl Harbor wasn't you, it was the bomb!"

Lin Li gave a thumbs up, expressing high recognition for the knowledge reserve of the "shit-historian" Wang Ze, then didn't forget his original intention and beckoned to Wang Ze:

"Leave the bomb or whatever in the Middle East for now. Wang Ze, come over here first."

However, after Wang Ze confirmed that Lin Li's target was indeed him, he decisively chose to take a step back and retreated to the podium: "Tell me what for first."

"You come over first."

But Wang Ze just took another step back, even more firm: "I won't. Lin Li, tell me your purpose first!"

"You still owe me a lifetime of gratitude from the sports meet. Hurry up and get over here." Lin Li's voice was a bit colder.

At the sports meet, he had tricked Wang Yuezhi into running 3,000 meters; theoretically, Wang Ze owed Lin Li twenty favors.

Only then did Wang Ze walk over reluctantly and squat down next to Lin Li, asking in a low voice: "General Lin, what are your orders? Should cultural workers be cultured?"

"No orders, you don't need to do anything. You just need to keep whispering to me by my side. When I squat, you squat; when I stand, you stand," Lin Li explained.

"Huh? Why?" Wang Ze was puzzled. He still felt more like this was a delaying tactic for Lin Li to dig his butt.

Lin Li laughed, not answering directly, but tilted his head to the left, signaling Wang Ze to look over here.

Seeing this, Wang Ze leaned in a little closer, and then he saw clearly—it was two hands.

Before his brain could turn around, Wang Ze, wondering what was so good about two hands, subconsciously reached out to touch them to see what the mystery was.

Then he was instantly slapped away by Lin Li: "Are they your girlfriend's hands that you're touching!"

Wang Ze was stunned for a moment, only then noticing that these weren't Lin Li's two hands. He lifted his head slightly and realized that next to him was Chen Yuying's seat.

Chen Yuying wasn't looking this way; she was talking to Ding Sihan in a low voice.

Damn?

"No? Lin Li, your mother!" After coming to his senses and realizing what was happening in front of him, Wang Ze laughed in anger, lowering his voice to a level only the two of them could hear:

"Lin Li, buddy is a 'Nantong', a gay, a sports student, but I'm definitely not a dog. Can you please respect my character setting?

I'd rather you stuff your dick into my mouth right now than stuff such a bowl of dog food!!"

So this beast Lin Li called him over just to show off in his face?

Then it would be better not to thank him in his face, damn!

In Wang Ze's worldview, a gentleman can be raped! But he cannot be humiliated!

But then, Wang Ze's movements paused, and he rubbed his chin, starting to think.

He straightened his upper body and looked toward the teaching building opposite the window: Is it feasible for him to run directly to the Grade 2 teaching building to find Qian Ying?

Lin Li reminded him; he could also go feed others... cow food.

"If you really took it out, you wouldn't eat it," Lin Li sneered.

"If I really let you take it out, you wouldn't take it out," Wang Ze sneered.

"If I really took off my pants, you'd run away," Lin Li sneered.

"If I really leaned in, you'd dodge," Wang Ze sneered.

Friends are like snowflakes; if you pee on them, they disappear.

But there is a special case here: if he sucks it up, you should be the one to disappear.

Unless you accept the iced black tea mode and are forced to switch to yogurt mode.