Ye Qiao asked with another motive in mind: “Did you lead the military
training for boys or girls?”

“Girls . ”

Just as she had expected: “Tsk, tsk, with your looks, you must have
attracted a bevy of young girls . ”

“It didn’t make it any easier . They were just bored being confined in
the military base . ” Zhou Tingsheng had a look of great frustration, it
seemed that he had endured a lot of flirting from the girls . “Besides,
by military rules, we can’t disclose any personal information and would’ve
been punished if we had any affairs with the female students . ”

“You’ve retired from the military, haven’t you?” Ye Qiao, like most women,
liked to gossip . She rubbed the cup with her finger tip: “Why didn’t I have
a military education officer like you when I was in college . ”

“Forget it . The girls in the Arts School are the most difficult to deal with .
Back then, if I met someone as defiant as you, I would’ve given you the
harshest punishments . ”

Ye Qiao wanted to pinch him again . Zhou Tingsheng got away while laughing:
“Now don’t you look energetic? Weren’t you feeling sickly earlier?”

Ye Qiao, however, was thinking about something else . That day when she
woke up from her hangover, she noticed someone had dialed a number out
on her cell phone but it hadn’t gone through . It would be impossible for her
to dial an eleven digit number while she was dead drunk, so Zhou Tingsheng
must’ve punched it in . She searched the number online later; it was a G City
local number and a reply post on Tieba popped up under the number . It was
registration information for a Lu Qing fan meeting a few years ago . The owner

registration information for a Lu Qing fan meeting a few years ago . The owner
of the number turned out to be a Lu Qing fan .

There was no end if she continued to probe the issue . Ye Qiao suddenly couldn’t
stand how everyone seemed to be linked to each other . She took a deep breath
and picked up her bag: “Let’s get out of here . The fragrance of cream is too strong
here . ”

They stood up and Ye Qiao’s eyes were level with his neck . She noticed the bruises
on the side of his neck . Taken aback, she stopped to ask: “Does it hurt?”

Zhou Tingsheng subconsciously reached for his neck, but Ye Qiao’s fingers were
already caressing the scratch marks . Her touch was soft and tender, slightly cool at

Zhou Tingsheng subconsciously reached for his neck, but Ye Qiao’s fingers were
already caressing the scratch marks . Her touch was soft and tender, slightly cool at
the fingertips . She carefully rubbed the area in a gentle circular motion . Zhou Tingsheng
stiffened his neck and his Adam’s apple slowly moved up and down: “It’s nothing . ” The
softness of her touch reminded him of her soft lips .

Zhou Tingsheng used one hand to push her head onto his shoulder and said: “Think of
it as payback . ” Ye Qiao embarra.s.sedly struggled to lift her head but her strength was
incomparable to his . She gave up and rested her head on his shoulder: “Zhou Tingsheng,
you really-- --can’t be serious about anything . All you can think about is coming onto women . ”

To avoid attracting attention, Ye Qiao quietly leaned against him for a while longer . Her
rapid breathing seemed to show that she was quite disturbed with the situation . Zhou
Tingsheng held her head down and whispered next to her ear: “Didn’t you feel upset
after seeing your stepmother? I’ll lend my shoulder for you to lean on, for free . ” Their
breath and body temperature seemed to have fused together .

It was a strange feeling; his collarbone could feel the warmth when she was talking,
resonating to the vibration of her voice . Her words and smiles were all encompa.s.sed
in that warmness .

Ye Qiao t.i.ttered: “You just want to get revenge on me, aren’t you childish? You want
to pinch me back in return?”

Zhou Tingsheng’s interest was aroused: “Will you really let me pinch you?”

“Sure . ”

“How many times?”

Ye Qiao didn’t expect him to be this childish and blatantly challenged him: “It’s up to
you . ”

He mysteriously smiled: “Alright, don’t regret it then if it hurts too much . ”

Ye Qiao asked with another motive in mind: “Did you lead the military. training for boys or girls?”.

“Girls . ”.

Just as she had expected: “Tsk, tsk, with your looks, you must have. attracted a bevy of young girls . ”.

“It didn’t make it any easier . They were just bored being confined in. the military base . ” Zhou Tingsheng had a look of great frustration, it. seemed that he had endured a lot of flirting from the girls . “Besides,. by military rules, we can’t disclose any personal information and would’ve. been punished if we had any affairs with the female students . ”.

“You’ve retired from the military, haven’t you?” Ye Qiao, like most women,. liked to gossip . She rubbed the cup with her finger tip: “Why didn’t I have. a military education officer like you when I was in college . ”.

“Forget it . The girls in the Arts School are the most difficult to deal with Back then, if I met someone as defiant as you, I would’ve given you the. harshest punishments . ”.

Ye Qiao wanted to pinch him again . Zhou Tingsheng got away while laughing:. “Now don’t you look energetic? Weren’t you feeling sickly earlier?”.

.  .

Ye Qiao, however, was thinking about something else . That day when she. woke up from her hangover, she noticed someone had dialed a number out. on her cell phone but it hadn’t gone through . It would be impossible for her. to dial an eleven digit number while she was dead drunk, so Zhou Tingsheng. must’ve punched it in . She searched the number online later; it was a G City. local number and a reply post on Tieba popped up under the number . It was. registration information for a Lu Qing fan meeting a few years ago . The owner. of the number turned out to be a Lu Qing fan

.  .

There was no end if she continued to probe the issue . Ye Qiao suddenly couldn’t. stand how everyone seemed to be linked to each other . She took a deep breath. and picked up her bag: “Let’s get out of here . The fragrance of cream is too strong. here . ”.

.  .

They stood up and Ye Qiao’s eyes were level with his neck . She noticed the bruises. on the side of his neck . Taken aback, she stopped to ask: “Does it hurt?”.

Zhou Tingsheng subconsciously reached for his neck, but Ye Qiao’s fingers were. already caressing the scratch marks . Her touch was soft and tender, slightly cool at. the fingertips . She carefully rubbed the area in a gentle circular motion . Zhou Tingsheng. stiffened his neck and his Adam’s apple slowly moved up and down: “It’s nothing . ” The. softness of her touch reminded him of her soft lips

Zhou Tingsheng used one hand to push her head onto his shoulder and said: “Think of. it as payback . ” Ye Qiao embarra.s.sedly struggled to lift her head but her strength was. incomparable to his . She gave up and rested her head on his shoulder: “Zhou Tingsheng,. you really-- --can’t be serious about anything . All you can think about is coming onto women . ”.

.  .

To avoid attracting attention, Ye Qiao quietly leaned against him for a while longer . Her. rapid breathing seemed to show that she was quite disturbed with the situation . Zhou. Tingsheng held her head down and whispered next to her ear: “Didn’t you feel upset. after seeing your stepmother? I’ll lend my shoulder for you to lean on, for free . ” Their. breath and body temperature seemed to have fused together

It was a strange feeling; his collarbone could feel the warmth when she was talking,. resonating to the vibration of her voice . Her words and smiles were all encompa.s.sed. in that warmness

Ye Qiao t.i.ttered: “You just want to get revenge on me, aren’t you childish? You want. to pinch me back in return?”.

Zhou Tingsheng’s interest was aroused: “Will you really let me pinch you?”.

“Sure . ”.

“How many times?”.

Ye Qiao didn’t expect him to be this childish and blatantly challenged him: “It’s up to. you . ”.

He mysteriously smiled: “Alright, don’t regret it then if it hurts too much . ”.