Mutual Destruction

In the end, he couldn't dodge it. Qiao Muyi still demanded an answer from him.

Though Ren Suo had never intended to dodge in the first place, or he wouldn't have come to Lianjiang to find Qiao Muyi of his own accord.

But... it was impossible to say he hadn't been harboring a bit of wishful thinking. Every student who failed to do their winter vacation homework was prepared to face a storm of punishment, but they also hoped the teacher wouldn't collect it, wouldn't check it, or would only inspect the portion they had actually completed.

Ren Suo's entire body stiffened, his heart thumping wildly. He even felt as though his adrenaline had started pumping.

When someone was extremely nervous, all their senses became more sensitive.

Ren Suo could now smell the fragrance of shampoo in Qiao Muyi's hair,

see the fair, alluring collarbones beneath the neckline of her clothes,

hear the faint jealousy and grievance in her melodious, gentle voice,

and feel her arms around him as they lightly stroked over his spine—one hand resting on the nape of his neck, where she could snap it at any time, and the other on his tailbone, where a little force could leave both halves of him lying down separately.

...But at the same time, he could feel Qiao Muyi's soft, boneless, exquisite body, her plump, springy breasts, and her slender waist that could be encircled with one hand.

Though Ren Suo was panicking inside, the complicated sensations flooding his senses only made him hold Qiao Muyi tighter.

He didn't dare make a sound. Like a drowning man struggling at death's door, he greedily clung to Qiao Muyi's scent.

"...Silence won't help." Qiao Muyi said faintly. "Your heartbeat has already told me the answer."

"...I'm sorry." Ren Suo fell silent