I'm a senior in high school, and the Emperor Development System has arrived!

Chapter 127 The Mistake of Lu Mi

The school bell seemed to break free of its constraints, and a crowd of people, filled with excitement, surged out of the school.

Chen Zhou, Jiang Xia, and Lu Mi were also among them.

The golden rays of the setting sun lazily spread across the campus paths, lengthening the shadows of the three people.

The two beautiful women walking in front attracted the attention of many goblins.

Chen Zhou, hanging behind, watched the two not only reconcile as before, but even deepen their relationship, and felt a little puzzled.

Is face-changing a natural skill for girls?

They don't deplete chakra?
Although Jiang Xia still maintained a hint of the aloofness of a senior student, the distance between her brows had faded considerably.

Lu Mi tilted her head back, her ponytail swaying gently with her steps, her smile as bright as a little sun.

"Which edition of your reference book did you use, junior? I also found that one particularly useful when I was in my second year of high school!"

"It's the latest version this year, senior! But I'm still stuck on some derivative problems; I feel like my thinking isn't quite smooth..."

"Come to my house tonight, and I'll teach you how to write."

"Okay, okay! Thank you, senior!"

"..."

They chatted and laughed all the way, mainly Jiang Xia and Lu Mi talking, with topics ranging from studies to campus gossip and even holiday plans.

Chen Zhou occasionally cracked a joke, but his mind was racing with calculations:
This alliance was formed too quickly; we need to find an opportunity to shake morale...

Soon, the three arrived at their doorstep.

Jiang Xia took out his key and opened the door:
"See you later, junior."

Lu Mi smiled and waved:

"See you tonight, senior!"

After Jiang Xia's figure disappeared behind the door, the atmosphere seemed to subtly shift.

Chen Zhou turned his head and met Lu Mi's still obedient smile:
"go in."

As soon as you enter the Chen family's house, the aroma of food immediately wafts over you, carrying a warm and homey feeling.

"Dad, I'm back."

Chen Zhou shouted loudly, then turned to the kitchen:
"It smells so good, what are we having for dinner tonight?"

"Oh, you're back from school!"

Chen Fang poked his head out of the kitchen, beaming with smiles:
"You're back just in time. I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes."

The living room was warm and cozy, with an anime series playing on TV, and the pleasant sound of spatulas clattering came from the kitchen.

Lu Mi's tense nerves seemed to relax a little.

Chen Zhou gave Lu Mi a wink:

"Junior, come to my room for a moment, I need to talk to you about something."

Lu Mi's heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to remain calm and followed Chen Zhou to his room.

Chen Zhou's bedroom was still the same as before, with books and models piled up on the desk in a slightly messy manner, and a clean and tidy checkered sheet on the bed.

The last rays of the setting sun streamed through the window, casting dappled orange light into the room. He
I casually closed the door, shutting out the laughter from the living room and the smoky atmosphere from the kitchen, instantly creating a relatively private space.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Chen Zhou walked to the desk, but instead of sitting down, he turned around, leaned against the edge of the desk, and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

The smile on his face faded slightly, replaced by a scrutinizing, slightly playful, probing gaze that quietly fell on Lu Mi.

He didn't speak immediately, but the silent gaze and quiet environment created more pressure than an aggressive interrogation.

Lu Mi stood in the center of the room, unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes with her hands, her eyes darting around, and her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

She felt that the composure she had put on outside was as fragile as a bubble in the sunlight, easily shattered.

She could almost hear her heart pounding in her chest.

"cough……"

Finally, Chen Zhou broke the silence, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable weight:

"Shikaya."

Lu Mi's shoulders twitched slightly. She quickly raised her eyelids to glance at him, then quickly lowered them again.

"About last night..."

Chen Zhou looked directly at her and slowly said:

"why?"

He omitted the subject and went straight to the point.

"me……"

Lu Mi took a deep breath, as if she wanted to explain, but her voice got stuck in her throat and became as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

She felt like she was nailed to the spot, her fingertips going numb with tension.

"Ok?"

Chen Zhou tilted his head slightly, leaned forward a little, and locked his gaze into her eyes, as if he wouldn't give up until he got an answer.

"me……"

Lu Mi's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed. She closed her eyes tightly for a moment, as if she had made up her mind to go all out, and spoke very quickly but somewhat stammeringly:

"Didn't you say last time that you didn't sleep well at night, that you were easily startled awake in the middle of the night, and that you were scared to be alone?"

She seemed to have found a lifeline, her voice rising slightly, but still trembling:

"I...I was thinking you might really need...need..."

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, until the last few words were almost whispered:

"...I needed someone to keep me company...so I...I just...actually acted impulsively and came over at night thinking...I wanted to see if you were asleep...but then..."

She couldn't bring herself to say anything more; she was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground.

She quickly looked up, stealing a glance at Chen Zhou's expression, then lowered her head like a startled deer, whispering her explanation in a voice on the verge of tears:
"I...I was just afraid you'd be scared...I didn't do anything! I really didn't!"

Lu Mi lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling rapidly with nervousness, and her ears were as red as if they were on fire.

Chen Zhou gave a soft "hmm," and then said:

"No matter the reason, it is not a justification for you to get into my bed without permission."

Hearing his words, Lu Mi nodded rapidly, like a chick pecking at rice.

Chen Zhou paused, a smile curving his lips:

"Therefore, I'm going to punish you properly."

Lu Mi's face paled slightly, and she stammered:

"How to punish?"

Chen Zhou gestured to get out of bed:
"Get down!"

Lu Mi tilted her head:
"what?"

……

Just as the setting sun outside the window was sinking and dusk was creeping into the room, Shen Qinghe emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

As she dried her wet hair, she passed by Chen Zhou's door and suddenly heard strange noises coming from inside.

Shen Qinghe listened intently, and amidst the "slap slap slap" sounds came Lu Mi's low moans of "mmm mmm mmm".

Shen Qinghe's hand paused in her hair, and the towel almost slipped from her grasp.

She tiptoed into the living room and saw Chen Fang carrying a bowl of soup out of the kitchen. She quickly waved to him, her fingertips trembling.
"Come here quickly!"

Chen Fang placed the soup bowl on the table and followed her to the door of Chen Zhou's room:
"what happened?"

"listen."

Shen Qinghe lowered her voice and gestured with her lips.

Chen Fang lowered his head and listened carefully.

The door blocked out most of the sound, but it couldn't stop the intermittent noises. "Pat pat..."

"Mmmmmmm..."

The two sounds intertwined, like red-hot branding irons, making Chen Fang's ear tips go numb.

He suddenly covered his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing violently in his neck, his eyes blazing with fury.

"This this……"

His finger, pointing at the door, was trembling so badly that his voice was cracking:

"They've rebelled! They've defied the heavens!"

Shen Qinghe quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him back, her palms sweating.

"Keep your voice down! Do you want the whole building to hear you?"

Chen Fang was pulled to a corner of the living room by her, his chest heaving like a bellows, and his heavy breathing made a "hoarse" sound in his throat.

He grabbed the soup spoon from the table:

"I'm going in right now and breaking his legs!"

His eyes were bloodshot as he tried to rush over, but Shen Qinghe held him tightly around the waist.

"Are you crazy?"

Shen Qinghe lowered her voice and yelled at him:
"Lu Mi is still inside! What kind of talk is it for you to rush in now?"

"We can't just stand by and watch him commit such a heinous act!"

Chen Fang's voice was trembling with sobs:

"Lu Mi's parents entrusted their child to us. If something happens to her, how can I face them?"

Shen Qinghe gritted her teeth and pressed him down on the sofa, saying:
"This isn't the way to handle things. What can you do now that it's already happened? Making a bigger fuss will only make you a laughingstock!"

Chen Fang clutched his chest, leaning against the back of the sofa, his knuckles white from the force.
"What kind of mess is this...?"

Shen Qinghe sighed:
"For now, we can only pretend we don't know and find time to have a good talk with Chen Zhou."

Chen Fang sighed deeply and tacitly agreed with Shen Qinghe's opinion.

……

Lu Mi's knees sank into the soft mattress, bringing a slight sinking sensation.

She could clearly feel the fabric texture undulating under her palm.

Chen Zhou stood behind her, his breathing coming through the thin air, carrying the refreshing scent unique to young people.

"Ready?"

Chen Zhou's voice seemed to drift from a great distance, carrying a somewhat unreal quality.

Lu Mi buried her face deeper into the pillow and mumbled an "Mmm," but her earlobes felt like they were on fire, so hot they could fry an egg on them.

She could feel Chen Zhou's gaze on her, from her back all the way to the hem of her skirt.

Chen Zhou took a deep breath:

"I'm going to start."

He raised his hand and then, with a "smack," landed on Lu Mi's bottom.

In an instant, Lu Mi's body tensed up instinctively, and she let out a low groan.

Chen Zhou glanced at Lu Mi's toes as she exerted force, sensing her inner humiliation, and chuckled to himself, thinking:

"This still can't control you?"

Immediately, he threw out a [Insightful Insight]:
[Lu Mi: Little senior is so naughty, harder!]

Chen Zhou: ...

Since that's what you think, then I'll grant your wish.

He took a deep breath, then raised his palm and slapped it down hard.

Lu Mi's body trembled violently, and her shoulders shrugged slightly.

A few seconds later, she gently twisted her hips, as if trying to avoid it.

Chen Zhou took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound stern:
"Do you know you were wrong?"

Lu Mi's shoulders trembled, and her voice was thick with a nasal tone:
"understood……"

Chen Zhou continued to ask:

"What's wrong?"

Lu Mi gave a light snort and said:

"I shouldn't... I shouldn't have... gone to your bed without your permission."

With each word she spoke, her cheeks grew redder, until the last few words were barely audible.

Chen Zhou hummed in agreement, acknowledging her answer.
"But as agreed, I still have to hit you a hundred times, though I'll go easy on you."

Chen Zhou sighed helplessly.

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in Lu Mi's eyes.

Chen Zhou looked at her slightly raised, pert buttocks, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily. He quickly looked away and raised his hand again.

This time, the impact landed in the same spot as before, but with less force than the previous two times.

Lu Mi, however, seemed to have been lit, her body went limp instantly, and her knees scraped against the mattress with a soft rustling sound.

She instinctively leaned back a little, then realized her mistake and buried her face in the pillow in embarrassment, her ears turning bright red.

The soft moan that couldn't be suppressed was muffled by the fabric, sounding indistinct yet alluring.

Her cheek was pressed against the pillow, her lips slightly parted.

Chen Zhou stopped counting to one hundred.

At this moment, Lu Mi had collapsed on the bed. She turned her head and looked at Chen Zhou with her watery eyes, her cheeks flushed.

Just then, Shen Qinghe's voice came from outside the door, along with the aroma of food wafting in:

"Chen Zhou, Lu Mi, come out for dinner. The sweet and sour pork ribs are getting cold."

Chen Zhou seemed to be startled awake by the sound, abruptly turning his gaze away and straightening the hem of his clothes.

He cleared his throat and said to Lu Mi:

"Get up, it's time to go out for dinner."

Lu Mi finally came to her senses and slowly got out of bed. Her legs were still a little weak, and she staggered as soon as she stood up.

She kept her head down, her fingers twisting the hem of her skirt incessantly, trying to hide her burning cheeks and reddened eyes.

The two walked out of the room one after the other, the atmosphere somewhat awkward and subtle.

Chen Fang glanced at Lu Mi's walking posture, his heart sank, but he pretended to be calm and walked to the other side of the dining table to sit down.

He glanced at Shen Qinghe, but Shen Qinghe shook her head at him.

Chen Fang sighed:
"Sit down and eat."

The two of them sat down.

Lu Mi kept her head down, not daring to look at Shen Qinghe and Chen Fang in the living room, and fought alone with the rice in her bowl.

Chen Zhou, on the other hand, slowly and deliberately examined the food on the table.

Shen Qinghe observed all of this, and without making a sound, placed a piece of sweet and sour pork rib on each of their plates, saying with a smile:

"Eat up and see how well the ribs are stewed today. I added extra sugar because you all like sweet things."

Chen Fang echoed:

"Yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

But his eyes then met Shen Qinghe's, and both of them showed a hint of certainty and worry on their faces.

Chen Fang sighed softly, put a piece of sweet and sour pork rib into his mouth, and thought to himself:

"What should I do now?"

(End of this chapter)