Unconvinced

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After icing Ye Wanqing's wound for a while, Xiao He prepared to take her home.

"No need. The bleeding has stopped, I can walk by myself," Ye Wanqing replied. Xiao He frowned. "Suit yourself, but that wound only just scabbed over. If you walk now, it'll split open again."

"Isn't it because you want me pressing my chest against your back?" Ye Wanqing asked suspiciously.

"You're way too paranoid." Xiao He said unhappily. "Then should I carry you instead? I don't mind."

"Th-then let's stick with piggybacking." Ye Wanqing said shyly. "It's too embarrassing with everyone watching..."

Xiao He hoisted Ye Wanqing onto his back again and headed home.

But Ye Wanqing clearly had quite a lot of pent-up resentment today. Even ice cream hadn't cooled her temper. As Xiao He carried her along, she continued complaining, "That senior's legs aren't even that thin. They're only a little thinner than mine..."

"Oh, you don't understand." Xiao He replied. "Pretty legs don't necessarily have to be thin. Their shape has to look good."

"How are my legs badly shaped?!" Ye Wanqing asked, pounding his shoulder.

"The important parts are the calves and ankles, understand?" Xiao He said seriously. "Your legs actually aren't short, and your thighs aren't that thick, but your calves are a bit thick. Elephant legs don't mean your legs are as thick as an elephant's, okay? Proportionally, they're not thick at all! Thighs and calves being about the same thickness is what elephant legs are. Look at Huang Ling's calves—they're so slender, and her ankles are delicate too. That gives them that distinctly feminine curve. The biggest difference between men and women is leg shape, you know?"

"Because girls have to give birth, their pelvises are shaped differently from boys'..." Ye Wanqing replied.

"Exactly. Girls with beautiful legs are the most attractive." Xiao He grinned smugly. "Legs are what best showcase feminine charm! Just looking at them makes your heart race..."

"Don't breasts showcase feminine charm the best?" Ye Wanqing asked indignantly.

"That's low-level aesthetics. You're a whole level beneath me." Xiao He frowned. Ye Wanqing gave a dainty snort. "Say whatever you want. That senior doesn't even have breasts. She's probably an A cup, B at most."

"No, you..." Xiao He thought about it, then decided to keep quiet. He didn't want to ruin the relationship they had worked so hard to improve.

Still, Ye Wanqing's defiance seemed a little... strange.

Could she be jealous?

"Are you tired?" Ye Wanqing asked after a moment of silence. "If you are, I can walk on my own."

"Not really. You're only about fifty-six or fifty-seven kilos. I'm a superhuman, after all," Xiao He replied.

"You, you!" Ye Wanqing was embarrassed and angry as she pounded his shoulder. "How do you know how much I weigh!?"

"Comparing the weight of carrying you with the barbells I use in training—you weigh more than fifty-five, but less than sixty. So you're somewhere in between." Xiao He looked unconcerned. "Hey, it's no big deal. Your chest is so big, it's normal for you to weigh that much. You're not fat."

"Pervert! Creep!" Ye Wanqing furiously pummeled his back.

"What are you doing!? I was comforting you!" Xiao He asked in confusion. "Hey, quit it! We're almost home!"

After finally making it home, they had barely opened the apartment door when Tuantuan glared at them from the shoe cabinet by the entrance through the crack in the door.

"Tuantuan." Ye Wanqing reached out her hand, but Tuantuan arched her back and let out a wary growl. She sniffed Ye Wanqing's hand, seemingly checking whether she had touched any other cats, then turned and went inside in satisfaction.

"Come on, sit down." Xiao He set Ye Wanqing on the sofa, then went to fetch alcohol, iodine, and cotton swabs.

"The alcohol might hurt a little, okay?" Xiao He warned. Ye Wanqing nodded.

But even though she had prepared herself, she still sucked in a sharp breath when he applied the alcohol.

"A wound in that spot is a real hassle. Walking pulls at it," Xiao He said worriedly.

"Yeah..." Ye Wanqing replied absentmindedly. As Xiao He wiped the blood from around her wound, he said, "Why don't you stay home and skip class for the next few days? The wound will split open whenever you walk like this."

"No." Ye Wanqing snapped. "I'm in the judicial department. The progress at my previous university was already slower than it is here. I can't fall behind on even more classes."

"What does it matter? The Special Response Department will get us graduation certificates in the end anyway." Xiao He looked at Ye Wanqing in confusion.

"What use is a graduation certificate alone? How are you supposed to work without real knowledge and skills?" Ye Wanqing frowned and glared at him.

"But most jobs don't even require professional knowledge," Xiao He replied, gently blowing on the wound on her knee.

Ye Wanqing looked down at Xiao He and suddenly blushed. His movements and expression reminded her of how her father had blown on her wounds whenever she fell as a child. She realized that she didn't actually dislike physical contact with Xiao He that much. His own scent, mixed with the fragrance of Mosquitoes Don't Bite, was distinctive and made her feel at ease.

And most importantly, she knew Xiao He wasn't someone whose mind was constantly filled with thoughts of her chest.

"It should be fine now." Xiao He hadn't noticed her private thoughts. As he examined her wound and spoke, she snapped back to herself.

"Mm... thank you." Ye Wanqing turned her face away and lowered her head, not letting Xiao He see her flushed cheeks.

"It's nothing." Xiao He tossed the cotton swab into the trash, then thought for a moment and added, "Oh, I bought a few trash cans. I put one in your room too. Did you see it? Remember to throw your trash into the bin from now on. Don't keep piling it up beside your desk. That'll attract cockroaches, you know?"

"Ugh, I know!" Ye Wanqing said impatiently.

"Then why don't you throw those drink bottles in there?" Xiao He asked with a frown.

"I collect those drink bottles on purpose!" Ye Wanqing rolled her eyes at him. "Once I've gathered enough, I'll give them to the old lady downstairs who collects recyclables, so she doesn't have to dig through the trash cans for ages."

"..." Xiao He fell silent at once. Honestly, although he and Ye Wanqing clashed in every possible way, she really was a good girl. After a pause, he replied, "Then I'll put my drink bottles with yours too."

"Then when it's full, you take it out." Ye Wanqing said, lying down on the sofa. "Ah... home really is the best."

"Are you still taking a shower tonight?" Xiao He asked tentatively. "Don't get the wound wet."

"Yes, of course I'm showering." Ye Wanqing replied immediately. "It's so hot. How am I supposed to sleep without showering?"

"All right, you go first." Xiao He stood up. "Once you're done, I'll disinfect it again."

"Mm." Ye Wanqing answered, then sat on the sofa and started playing on her phone. Even while reclining, there was a prominent swell beneath her chest. Xiao He couldn't help sighing inwardly: This is the power of an E cup.

"What about class tomorrow?" Xiao He asked again.

"Of course I'm going." Ye Wanqing said while looking at her phone. Xiao He shrugged. "All right, then."