The Goddess is a Little Pitiful, I Invested in Her!

He glanced sideways and indeed, Lian Qingxue’s hand holding the pen was a bit red. The writing on the test paper was also not very smooth.

“What’s wrong?”

Qi Yun asked quietly.

“It’s nothing, my hand’s just a bit stiff from the cold. It’ll be fine in a bit.”

Lian Qingxue shook her head lightly, appearing to have gotten used to it.

Qi Yun understood, it was still winter, the temperature was quite low.

Girls were naturally more sensitive to the cold.

And Lian Qingxue’s physical health wasn’t the best, after years of hardship, malnutrition was inevitable.

Maybe she even had symptoms like low blood sugar.

Her hands and feet were prone to getting cold.

Looking at the nonchalant Lian Qingxue, Qi Yun reached out and held her left hand.

Mr. Xu on the podium, furrowed his brows, but didn’t say anything.

Lian Qingxue was also taken aback, she quietly looked at Mr. Xu, and seeing him act like nothing happened, she whispered to Qi Yun: “What are you doing? We’re in class!”

“I’ll warm you up.”

Qi Yun stuffed Lian Qingxue’s hand under his down jacket, placing it on his stomach.

Lian Qingxue looked around furtively.

Seeing no one had noticed, she relaxed, her face slowly blushing.

“Is it warm?”

Lian Qingxue nodded gently, a smile unconsciously appearing on her face.

After a while, Qi Yun put her other hand in as well.

Just like this, Lian Qingxue had one hand on her paper, and one on Qi Yun’s stomach, and quickly, both hands started warming up.

After a while, Qi Yun suddenly felt Lian Qingxue’s small hand in his arms start to move. She seemed curious and began cautiously exploring. When Qi Yun didn’t react, she seemed to gain more courage. Lian Qingxue sneakily glanced at Qi Yun, her index finger slowly extending to cautiously touch Qi Yun’s stomach. The soft, warm touch of the young girl’s fingertips, even though it was through a layer of thermal clothing, tickled Qi Yun’s stomach.

Suddenly, Lian Qingxue laughed softly.

“What’s so funny?”

“You have abs, they feel hard, it’s so weird.”

Saying this, Lian Qingxue, seemingly not satisfied, poked Qi Yun’s stomach a couple more times.

Qi Yun: “…”

Who would have thought such a docile girl like Lian Qingxue would have such playful moments?

It was just… too lovable!

Just as Lian Qingxue was happily playing, a loud cough came from the podium.

Lian Qingxue looked up to see Mr. Xu glaring at her with a deathly stare.

“Focus on studying!”

Mr. Xu said in a low voice.

She quietly stuck her tongue out, obediently pulled her hand back, dove into her work, looking very focused.

Qi Yun also looked up, and saw Mr. Xu glaring menacingly at him.

He was a bit confused.

Actually, from the podium, the teacher could see all the actions of the students below. Most of their behavior couldn’t escape the teacher’s eyes. Especially since Lian Qingxue and Qi Yun sat in the front row, everything was in full view. Not to mention, Mr. Xu had recently been paying close attention to Qi Yun, so his focus on the two was unintentional.

When Qi Yun was warming Lian Qingxue’s hands, Mr. Xu  had seen it. He had held back. After all, warming hands was to help Lian Qingxue write better. He could reluctantly consider it mutual help among students. But touching abs? Wasn’t that too much? Were they not taking him, Mr. Xu, seriously?

Mr. Xu looked down at his own stomach, honed over forty years, round and firm, feeling indignant: this is too much! Who can bear it! Now Mr. Xu regretted, deeply regretted. Why did he put Lian Qingxue and Qi Yun in the front row? As they sat in the front row, their actions were invisible to the other students. But for Mr. Xu, the display of affection was like a solid slap to the face.

Needless to say, Qi Yun and Lian Qingxue’s unintentional display of love, and Mr. Xu was the only audience! Mr. Xu really wanted to slap his past self. Smart ass! Age does bring wisdom! Now you’re regretting it, aren’t you!

Looking at Lian Qingxue, burying her head and pretending to be obedient.

He glared at Qi Yun again.

Lian Qingxue was clearly a pure white cotton-padded jacket.

Now that she’s with this brat, she’s become a black-hearted cotton!

When the bell rang for the end of class, Mr. Xu stood up.

“Lian Qingxue, Qi Yun, you two come with me to the office!”

Qi Yun and Lian Qingxue looked at each other.

Lian Qingxue’s face showed a bit of worry: “Is the teacher going to criticize us?”

Qi Yun wasn’t too sure either.

Was Mr. Xu this petty?

It didn’t seem like him.