Chapter 40 Feels good
Jiang Yuncai didn't plan to answer Xu Zhe'an's question. Instead, she raised her hand and squeezed her hair. She felt that it was indeed a little different from before, so she gave a thumbs up and praised:

"The craftsmanship is good."

"Of course I'm a tool trained by my mother, with ten years of experience."

Xu Zhe'an replied confidently.

Jiang Yun took off the hairband on her wrist, held it in her hand and shook it behind her.

"Tie your hair."

"Sister Yun, have you finally come to your senses today?"

Xu Zhe'an asked as he quickly took the thing from her hand. It looked like a hair tie, but in reality it served the purpose of transmitting signals.

It's rare for her to take the initiative, so of course I have to cherish her.

Jiang Yun didn't want to admit what she was thinking, so she just found a reason to explain:

"I'm a little tired, can you help me out?"

"It's no big deal. I'll help you any day, as I said."

Xu Zhe'an tied her hair skillfully.

During the seven years of my previous life, I would always imagine the scene happening before my eyes during my free time.

Jiang Yun was sitting in front of the dressing table, and I was helping her comb her hair. Through the makeup mirror, I could see the dimples that appeared on her face as her slightly pursed lips moved.

Xu Zhe'an used his fingers as a comb, sliding them across Jiang Yun's ponytail over and over again.

She said nothing, her eyes following the falling raindrops. Aside from the sound of the raindrops, there was extreme silence between the two of them, but their hearts were already in turmoil.

"Sister Yun, who was that unexpected helper?"

During these few minutes, Xu Zhe'an kept thinking about Jiang Yun's essay. The point that impressed him the most and that he cared about the most was the person he met again later.

According to what Jiang Yun said before, she went to kindergarten and elementary school in her hometown, so the possibility that this person was her was very small.

"How do you read it? I wrote about autumn and osmanthus fragrance."

Jiang Yun was a little agitated. She turned around and glared at him, trying to express her intention:
"You can understand that I'm doing this for this plate of vinegar dumplings. The prototype does exist, but I learned about it from someone else's story, and I heard that the person was stupid."

As she spoke, she didn't dare look back, her eyes wandering everywhere, and from the front, she looked guilty.

"…All right."

Xu Zhe'an's suspicion was not dispelled by her emphasized explanation, and he put his hand on her shoulder naturally.

"I'll give you a ten-minute massage package to help you relieve your fatigue."

You can always ask the question later, there's no point in rushing.

Jiang Yun did not refuse his kindness. Although her expression did not change much, she was very satisfied in her heart:
That's right. If you ask me first what you want to do, how can I agree to it? Let's keep it up in the future.

……

After lunch, the two continued to review while sitting around the small table on the balcony.

It was not until the rain stopped in the evening that Xu Zhe'an got up and stretched first. Jiang Yun's persistence was indeed a good quality. He could not sit on the stool motionless.

"Old Yang said there's going to be a commendation meeting next Wednesday and wanted me to speak on behalf of the science department. I declined, and then he wanted to talk to you. I knew you wouldn't go, so I turned you down for you. I wanted to tell you this afternoon, but I forgot."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Yun gave him a resentful look.

"Will you feel bad if you don't lie to me? Remember what you said this afternoon?"

"How can you call a scholar a lie? It's a joke."

Xu Zhe'an chuckled, leaned against the railing and waved his hand:
"That's not what I wanted to talk about. We don't have classes on Wednesday anyway, so I can take you out for a walk. Does Sister Yun have any ideas?"

"It's boring. You might as well review at home. If you run away, don't take me with you."

Jiang Yun didn't really want to go to school. It was understandable that she studied at home every day, but the main reason was that she didn't want to see Yang Minghui.

I didn't have a good impression of him before, and yesterday, when Xu Zhe'an was asked to help move things alone, he didn't even want to lend a hand. "Planetarium, aquarium, zoo, aren't you interested?"

Xu Zhe'an sat back in his seat, took the pen from Jiang Yun's hand, and gave an example.

"No, if you're willing to stay home and review, I'll make you something delicious."

Jiang Yun pried open Xu Zhe'an's fingers one by one and continued to do math problems.

"Thinking so broadly will affect you."

"I just felt the need to take you out for a walk. Don't you remember what happened the day before yesterday?"

Xu Zhe'an clearly felt that Jiang Yun's obsession was too strong these past two days, and pushing him to a point where he had no way out was definitely not a good sign.

If it explodes one day, he thinks he will not be able to persuade Jiang Yun.

"Besides, this doesn't necessarily mean you're wasting time. Maybe if you go out for a walk, you'll have more material to write your essay for the next exam, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, you're right."

Jiang Yun was busy with her hands and replied perfunctorily.

Xu Zhe'an lifted the hair that was covering her face.

"Sister Yun, please at least look at me instead of being so perfunctory."

"Don't worry, I'll finish this question."

When Xu Zhe'an heard this, he pinched Jiang Yun's face, but she remained unmoved. He had no choice but to lean on his arm and watch her do the questions.

Seeing that she was exhausted and gloomy because of a differentiation problem, he knocked on the table and reminded her:

"There won't be questions like this on the exam. It's okay if you can't answer it."

"Where do you get your confidence from? What if?"

"There's no such thing as a chance of that happening. Sister Yun, have you become stupid?"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Yun put the pen aside and his expression suddenly changed.

Thinking she was angry, my heart tightened. I was about to apologize when I saw she had already raised her hand, so I subconsciously dodged backwards.

"Why are you hiding? Come here."

Hearing her delicate tone and looking at her face, she was already a pouting little complaining woman.

I couldn't figure out what she wanted to do, but her little expression seemed to have some kind of magic. I moved closer to her uncontrollably and returned to my original position. What I got was not her teaching, but her slightly cold little hands pinching my face.

"Xu Zhe'an, you're so annoying~"

"Sister Yun, I was wrong. What are you doing?"

"Nothing, pinch."

A sweet smile appeared on her face after she succeeded.

Hiss... Could this be the last meal before the execution?
It's really strange.

Without waiting to think clearly, she pinched and poked her face as if she had discovered a new world, and said softly:

"I thought you had nice skin before, but I didn't expect it to feel so good. As revenge for you pinching my face, I'm going to ravage your face."

After learning the reason, he let go of his worries and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, you scared me. I thought you were angry when your expression changed just now. Go ahead and pinch me if you want."

"I did fall into a misunderstanding. There's not much point in doing that question. How could I be angry if you're right?"

She put away her smile and pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Okay, Xu Zhe'an, in your eyes, I can only get angry, right?"

(End of this chapter)

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