Chapter 016 Not-So-Disgusting Acting of Flirting
Chapter 016 Not-So-Disgusting Acting of Flirting
The corridor was dimly lit.
Only a small patch of warm yellow light was cast by the wall lamp.
The air was filled with a faint smell of dust, as well as the pungent smell of alcohol and the cold, woody scent emanating from the man in front of me.
Jiang Ci's arm was placed across the wall.
Like an iron gate, it blocked all escape routes.
He looked down at her.
Those usually cool and aloof eyes were now like a bottomless pool, churning with unknown emotions.
There is anger.
There is something I don't understand.
There's also a kind of suppressed resentment...?
"say."
Jiang Ci spoke again.
His voice was even lower, with a hint of hoarseness.
"That guy dances better than me?"
"Or are you saying you'd rather choose a stranger than me?"
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
The sourness is overwhelming.
Wen Ning huddled between himself and the wall.
His back was pressed against the cool marble, while his chest was burning hot in front of him.
Ice and Fire.
She could sense that Jiang Ci was angry.
very angry.
The low pressure, on the verge of exploding, sent chills down her spine.
If you answer incorrectly at this point, you'll probably be strangled right here.
[Alert! Alert!]
[The male protagonist's anger level has surged to 90%!]
[Host, please save yourself immediately! Otherwise you risk being subjected to passive-aggressive treatment or blacklisted by the entire school!]
[Mission issued: Ultimate skill – Acting cute!]
[Key points of the mission: Turn the tables! Shift the blame to him! Cry!]
Wen Ning: "..."
System, you know how to add fuel to the fire.
But this is indeed the only way out.
At this point, reasoning is useless; we can only resort to unorthodox methods.
Wen Ning took a deep breath.
I gathered my emotions.
next second.
Her initially panicked eyes quickly filled with tears.
Her eyes were red just right.
Like a rabbit that has suffered a great injustice.
She did not answer his question.
Instead, she raised her head, met his murderous gaze, and glared at him fiercely.
Although this glance was not harmful at all, it was more like a flirtatious wink.
"Why are you being so fierce!"
Wen Ning's voice was choked with sobs.
Soft and sweet, yet with a touch of unreasonable spoiledness.
Jiang Ci was stunned for a moment.
The originally aggressive demeanor was momentarily halted by the shout of "What are you being so fierce about?"
Wen Ning seized this opportunity.
She reached out and poked her fingertips into Jiang Ci's hard chest.
a bit.
Two times.
"It's clearly your fault!"
She turned the tables, saying, "You had this stern face the whole time on the dance floor, as cold as ice! Your eyes were practically murderous!"
"I thought... I thought you were still angry with me!"
"I thought you were still upset that I ruined the painting and didn't want to talk to me!"
"How could I dare to dance with you... I'm afraid you'll dump me in public..."
Jiang Ci froze.
The hand resting against the wall had its fingertips slightly curled.
angry?
Blame her?
When did he ever blame her?
His cold expression was due to nervousness, because he was thinking about how to invite her without being rejected.
As a result, in her eyes, it became "wanting to kill someone"?
"I don't."
Jiang Ci subconsciously retorted.
The anger in his voice dissipated almost entirely in an instant, leaving only a trace of helplessness.
"I'm not angry."
"You have it!"
Wen Ning wouldn't listen to any explanation.
Tears came suddenly, falling onto the back of my hand in a plop.
"and……"
She sniffed, taking that affected, aggrieved performance to the extreme.
She lifted her skirt slightly, revealing her feet clad in high heels.
My ankle is a little red and swollen.
"And my feet hurt so much!"
"That boy is so stupid, he kept stepping on me! He stepped on me several times!"
"It's all your fault!"
Wen Ning raised her tear-filled face and looked at him accusingly, "If you had come sooner, I wouldn't have been trampled! It's all your fault for not coming to find me sooner!"
This is the ultimate level of being a master of manipulation.
She was the one who rejected him.
She was the one who found someone else.
In the end, it was all his fault.
His mistake was arriving late, and his mistake was looking too fierce.
The corridor was quiet for a few seconds.
Jiang Ci looked at her red, swollen eyes.
He looked down at her feet, which were trembling slightly from not standing steadily.
The fire in my heart.
That burning fire of anger fueled by jealousy and rejection.
It was in her words, "My feet hurt," and in her cry, "It's all your fault!"
With a sizzling sound.
Completely wiped out.
Instead, there was a dense, persistent pain.
"Where did you step?"
Jiang Ci's voice softened completely.
The previous sense of oppression vanished completely.
He withdrew his hand from the wall.
It is no longer a state of confinement.
Instead, he very naturally put his arm around her waist.
He tightened his arms, pulling her away from the cold wall and into his embrace.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
He asked in a low voice.
Wen Ning buried her face in his chest.
It rubbed against me.
His crisp suit jacket was smeared with tears and foundation.
"pain……"
"It hurts so much..."
Jiang Ci sighed.
That was a sigh of resignation.
It seemed like he could never win against her.
As soon as she cries.
As soon as she cries out in pain.
His principles, pride, and temper all crumbled.
"Feel sorry."
His palm touched the back of her head, gently stroking her long hair.
The movements were as gentle as stroking a cat with its fur standing on end.
"It was my fault."
"I'm late."
Wen Ning nestled in his arms.
Listen to the steady, powerful heartbeat in his chest.
A faint scent of alcohol and mint lingered around his nose.
It smells good.
It gives you a strange sense of peace.
She secretly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.
This man.
Seriously... so easy to coax.
Are you still angry?
Jiang Ci lowered his head, resting his chin on the top of her head.
Wen Ning replied listlessly, "...A little."
"How can I calm down?"
Jiang Ci asked very seriously.
Wen Ning thought for a moment.
The system task was completed, but my foot really hurts.
Moreover, in her current state, she can no longer return to the ball.
"I want to go back."
She said, "I don't want to jump anymore."
"it is good."
Jiang Ci agreed without hesitation.
"I'll take you back."
Wen Ning raised her head and released her arms from his embrace.
I was just about to try taking a couple of steps.
A sharp pain shot through my ankle.
She hissed and swayed slightly.
Jiang Ci quickly caught her.
His brows furrowed instantly.
"Don't go."
He said.
Before Wen Ning could react...
Jiang Ci turned around right in front of her and knelt down on one knee.
A broad back was exposed before her.
"Come up."
Two short and powerful words.
Wen Ning was stunned.
"Carry...carry me?"
"This is right next to the auditorium, what if someone sees us..."
"Come up."
Jiang Ci repeated it.
The tone left no room for argument.
"Or do you want me to carry you out?"
Taking it out would be even more conspicuous.
Wen Ning quickly shook his head.
She lifted her skirt and carefully climbed onto his back.
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
Jiang Ci's hand supported the back of her legs.
He stood up easily.
It was as if the weight on my back didn't exist at all.
"Hurry up."
He carried her on his back and walked step by step out of the corridor.
It was a late autumn night outside.
The wind is a bit chilly.
But lying on his back was incredibly warm.
Jiang Ci walked very steadily.
They avoided the puddles and pebbles on the ground.
The music in the auditorium gradually faded away.
The noise was left behind.
"Jiang Ci."
Wen Ning pressed her face against his broad shoulder and called his name softly.
"Um."
"Could you...stop always having such a long face?"
"That's really scary."
Jiang Ci remained silent for two seconds.
"Um."
"I will do my best in your presence."
Wen Ning smiled.
She mentally gave the system a thumbs-up.
This person is actually quite easy to please.
And Jiang Ci, carrying her on his back.
At this moment, a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Although I was rejected.
Although he was wronged.
Although he also worked as a laborer.
but.
She's on his back now.
This is enough.
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