Chapter 8.2: Aloof Top Student (8)

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The smile in Mu Qing Xue’s eyes deepened, and she suddenly felt that it was not a bad idea to pretend and tease the girl once in a while.

After all, her reactions were pretty interesting—  at least it will not make her feel bored.

You-You’s face was just itching to be pinched, and unable to resist this urge, Mu Qing-Xue then felt the unique silky smoothness of her cheeks. Her heart became more aware of her growing attraction for the girl.

“Get up, I have to go to my part-time job. I won’t be able to accompany you anymore.”

The fingertips that pinched the girl’s cheeks were swiftly removed. Mu Qingxue then straightened up, gradually gathered her emotions, and soon reverted back to the familiar appearance that You-You knew.

“Oh.”

You-You was really relieved to see this.  She nodded her head in confirmation, then lifted up the quilt to get up. It’s just― with slightly furrowed brows, You-You endured her body’s discomfort, put on the cool slippers, and shakily stood up.

The girl’s pink silk pajamas only fell to her knees, Mu Qing-Xue slightly narrowed her eyes and quickly swept her eyes up and down before finally focusing on You-You’s slim, straight, and white as a jade calf, lingering there for a few more seconds.

“Student Qing-Xue.”

Her voice was a little hoarse, but You-You couldn’t care less. She looked at Mu Qing-Xue, her voice was a little hesitant, “You don’t sleep very well, do you?”

Otherwise, how come the more she slept, the more tired and sore she was.

Mu Qingxue: ……

 Xixi, who was put into a small dark room that night: ……

Dumbfounded for a moment, Mu Qing-Xue came back to her senses and then brokenly answered in gritted teeth, “Yes, I did sleep, posture, was not, too, well.”

One word at a time, the voice seemed to be viciously squeezed out from the gap between the teeth.

“What.”

Hearing the displeasure in Mu Qing-Xue’s tone, You-You became a little embarrassed.

She smiled ingratiatingly towards Mu Qing-Xue and said what she thought were comforting words. “It’s okay, there are many people who sleep badly, it’s not a disease.”

“Yes.”

With a wooden face and a cold remark, Mu Qing-Xue would have done a good job of lecturing You-You if only the timing was right.

‘So she knows if I’m sleeping well or not?!’

Fearful of staying any longer and not being able to resist making a move, Mu Qing-Xue slightly averted her eyes,  long eyelashes hiding her emotions.

“I’m leaving. My phone number has been saved to your cell phone. If there is anything, you can call me anytime. Got it?”

“Huh? Okay?”