Was this Liang Sheng’s routine for seducing girls?! Ni Sihan, who had been watching from the side for a good while, gaped in shock. Good grief—for the sake of her mission, Liang Sheng really didn’t hold back!
Could it be that she had to… Ni Sihan gulped. No, no, no—she could never get that ambiguous with other girls!
As for Liang Sheng herself, the instant she hooked a finger under Lu Ziqing’s chin, she regretted it. That look in our Young Miss Lu’s eyes made it seem like she’d already diced her up a million times over.
Though she did overlook the hint of shyness in those eyes.
“Ahem.” Liang Sheng gave a polite chuckle and quickly withdrew the hand that had been lifting Lu Ziqing’s chin.
“Were you just teasing me?” Lu Ziqing glared at Liang Sheng with venom.
Liang Sheng waved her hands frantically. “No, no, no, no, no! I was just making a little joke between friends with you, Young Miss!”
Just a joke?! Lu Ziqing felt instantly depressed.
The moment Liang Sheng had lifted her chin, she’d thought she was about to get kissed. And now she was being told it was just a joke?!
“Liang Sheng!” Lu Ziqing slammed the table and stood up, her eyes still a bit red. “You’re going too far!”
“Huh?” Liang Sheng was baffled once more.
This was the nth time she’d been left baffled since transmigrating into this mindless male lead harem novel. When it came to the girls inexplicably getting mad at her, Liang Sheng figured even her sky-high emotional intelligence was powerless.
“Y-Young M-Miss…” She hadn’t even gotten the word out.
Lu Ziqing had already flopped onto the desk, refusing to acknowledge her.
Liang Sheng: “???” Question marks looped endlessly through her mind.
At least the favorability hadn’t dropped. Thank goodness.
Looks like she’d have to coax her with persistence! Liang Sheng was on the verge of tears. Why did she, this pretty, cute, charming girl in the flower of youth, have to be so perfect?
She felt like her life had fallen into a loop.
The girls cried, and she comforted them. The girls laughed, and she kept them company. The girls fought in Shura Fields, and she sold her body and soul to soothe them.
Day in and day out, it was nothing but cuddling with girls and more cuddling. Life was truly too hard! Right now, she really envied those single readers glued to their phone screens, happily devouring this novel!
It was all too much. Liang Sheng bawled silently, tears streaming down her face like wide noodles. Who could share this suffering with her?!
“Oh, my dear Young Miss!” Liang Sheng draped herself over Lu Ziqing’s back.
Lu Ziqing felt a weight settle on her back. She knew it was Liang Sheng lying there.
“Y-You, get off!” In truth, Lu Ziqing hadn’t cried. She was just too mad and didn’t want to deal with Liang Sheng, so she’d buried her face on the desk.
Liang Sheng switched to wheedling shamelessness. “Mmm~ No way~ I’ll get up once you’re not mad at me anymore, Young Miss, once you’re willing to talk to me again.”
“You…” The anger gradually faded from Lu Ziqing, and the corners of her mouth began to twitch upward.
Look at that—her Liang Sheng cared so much about her.
But with her tsundere traits boosted, she couldn’t forgive her that easily. So their Young Miss hemmed and hawed for ages before murmuring weakly, “G-Get off my back, and I’ll forgive you.”
Easy enough. Liang Sheng sprang up with a cheeky grin, staring eagerly at the back of Lu Ziqing’s head again.
Lu Ziqing slowly straightened up, but her gaze drifted toward the window.
Oh gosh, so embarrassing. Lu Ziqing covered her face.
Undeterred, Liang Sheng sidled up to the window. “Not mad anymore? Hehe~ You’re over it, right?”
But Lu Ziqing still ignored her.
“Oh~ My Young Miss~” Liang Sheng scooted closer and threw her arms around Lu Ziqing’s waist, plopping right into her lap.
“You?!” Lu Ziqing bristled, her face flushing red. “What are you doing? Get down now!”
“No~” Liang Sheng put on a pitiful pout. “Earlier, you said if I got off you, you wouldn’t be mad anymore! But I did, and you’re still mad. Not falling for that again! I’m not getting down—you can’t make me. Go ahead, try staying mad!”
Liang Sheng’s words were too comical. Lu Ziqing couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.
“You laughed!” Liang Sheng crowed, reaching up to loop her arms around Lu Ziqing’s neck.
Ding~ Favorability rose sharply.
“Lu Ziqing’s Favorability Toward Liang Sheng: 170”
“Alright, get down already! I’m not mad!” Lu Ziqing feigned impatience, though inside, she was blooming with joy.
“Hehehe~” Seeing the favorability jump so high, Liang Sheng started floating on air.
Muah~ She floated right over and planted a kiss on our Young Miss Lu’s cheek.
“Huh…?” Lu Ziqing clutched her face, stunned into jerky stillness.
Satisfied, Liang Sheng slid off Lu Ziqing’s lap, completely oblivious to the massive impact that cute little peck had on her.
For a long moment, Lu Ziqing couldn’t utter a word.
“Young Miss??” Liang Sheng tilted her head, peering at Lu Ziqing’s dazed eyes.
Lu Ziqing slowly raised her head and murmured, “W-What did you just do?”
“Ah?” Liang Sheng subconsciously touched her lips, suddenly remembering her impulsive kiss.
“Hahaha…” Oops, looked like she’d messed up again. Liang Sheng scratched her head sheepishly.
In reality, Lu Ziqing had only been stunned for a bit. Afterward, her heart soared with sweetness~ That was her dream girlfriend giving her a kiss, after all~~
“Class is about to start—go back to your seat!” Lu Ziqing whipped her head toward the window again.
“Oh…” Liang Sheng double-checked—the favorability hadn’t dropped. Only then did she settle back into her own seat with peace of mind.
Sigh~ That must be the tsundere attitude for you. Liang Sheng shrugged. Spend a bit more time with Lu Ziqing, and she’d have her figured out completely.
Watching Liang Sheng return to her seat, Lu Ziqing touched her burning cheek, savoring the memory of that kiss.
Wah~ They were both girls—why was her heart pounding like this?! She was supposed to see her as just a friend! Steam practically rose from Lu Ziqing’s head.
Friends… Lu Ziqing’s mind was a mess. Friends couldn’t be together forever, right? At that thought, her heart sank.
Friends would eventually part ways… So how could they stay together for life?
After class, Lu Ziqing poked Liang Sheng’s back with her pen cap again. “Hey, I’ve got a question for you.”
“What?” Liang Sheng was too lazy to turn around and just tilted her head backward.
Lu Ziqing tapped her chin with the pen, pouting. “What… do you think is the most intimate relationship?”
Liang Sheng frowned. Why was Young Miss Lu suddenly asking something like that?
After pondering for a moment, Liang Sheng replied, “I think it has to be family.”
“Family?” Lu Ziqing nodded thoughtfully. “And after that?”
“Hmm—” Liang Sheng drew out the sound, her eyes rolling as she thought. “Probably… lovers, maybe?”
“Hmm—” Lu Ziqing echoed her, drawing out the sound. Lovers… Could two girls be like that?
“What about friends?” Lu Ziqing pressed eagerly.
Liang Sheng paused. Her head was starting to spin—understandably, since she’d been in that awkward position for three minutes.
Friends mattered to Liang Sheng too… but it depended on the friend. Some casual acquaintances didn’t rank as high as money in her book.
“If…” Liang Sheng began, “it’s a friend like you, Young Miss, then she’d definitely be third on my most important list!”
Third? Not bad, Lu Ziqing thought, rolling her eyes upward. Still, she wanted to be number one.
“Oh, got it. You can go now.” Lu Ziqing waved her off, shooing Liang Sheng back to her seat.
“Oh.” Liang Sheng, quite used to her prickly attitude by now, didn’t mind.
But just as she started to move, a sharp pain stabbed her neck.
“Ow, ow~ Ow ow ow~~” Liang Sheng’s wail sent shivers down spines.
“Liang Sheng? What’s wrong?” Lu Ziqing stood up at the strained sound.
“No biggie,” Liang Sheng said through a grimace of pain. “J-Just… my neck… seems… stuck… like this…”
“Huh?” Lu Ziqing froze in shock, though in her panic…
Spending time with someone like Liang Sheng—who seemed smart but had a bit of a primal brain—meant silly mishaps weren’t surprising anymore.
“Need help?” Lu Ziqing asked, already kindly grabbing Liang Sheng’s hand.
“N-No…”
Crack~
“Aaah!”
The class fell silent in an instant. Out in the hallway, the Teaching Director shot a strange look into the room, locking eyes with Liang Sheng. That gaze seemed to say, “You again?”
Liang Sheng gave the Teaching Director an awkward but polite smile, feeling her neck pop back into place.
“How’s it feel?” came Young Miss Lu’s caring tone.
Liang Sheng wanted to cry but forced a grin. “G-Great! Super great!”
See? Straight to colonel-level skill. Liang Sheng flashed Lu Ziqing a thumbs-up. “Brilliant! Miracle hands!”
Lu Ziqing gave a light sniff, lifting her chin high at the thumbs-up before striding proudly back to her seat.
Misery, after class.
Once seated, Lu Ziqing mulled over what Liang Sheng had said.
She couldn’t figure it out. Our Young Miss Lu, who had never read a romance novel from childhood to now, was a total dunce when it came to love.
As for Liang Sheng, the reason she rejected Lu Ziqing’s “Sunday invitation” wasn’t just because she wanted to game. Recently, Ou Lu had messaged her—there was a problem with the perfume formula she’d written.
Sigh. While she now had more opportunities to spend time with that snake-scorpion beauty, the time she had left for reading her… ahem, perfectly respectable comics that only a true gentleman would appreciate had dwindled. Liang Sheng really wanted to both cry and laugh.
—— —— ——
Ever since Liang Sheng had wall-slammed her last time, Ou Lu occasionally thought back on it and felt a wave of shame. She was so tall, yet she’d been pinned against a wall by a petite second-year high school student. It was utterly mortifying.
As for the perfume formulation, her factory had already produced a sample bottle. Ou Lu held it in her hand and gave it a light sniff. Instantly, her brows furrowed.
“Something’s off. It’s missing… something.” Ou Lu rubbed her chin, staring at the perfume bottle she’d placed on the table.
What could it be missing? No matter how much she frowned and pondered, Ou Lu couldn’t figure it out.
“Sigh~” Formulating perfume wasn’t that easy, after all. Ou Lu massaged her temples. She’d been too eager for results. It looked like she’d have to trouble that girl Liang Sheng to make another trip over on Sunday.
When she sent the text message, Ou Lu made a point to add, “Remember to wear clothes that don’t have a scent.”
But she’d overlooked one thing: ordinary people’s sense of smell wasn’t anywhere near as sharp as hers.
Sure enough, Liang Sheng had picked out a little dress that she’d sniffed for ages without detecting any odor and worn that.
“Sister Ou Lu~” Today, Miss Liang Sheng was rocking her usual cute style~
Of course, the thrill of being wall-slammed by such an adorable girl—and that delightful contrast—only made her heart race even more.
Once Liang Sheng drew near, Ou Lu leaned in slightly, resting against her shoulder and inhaling deeply.
“Whew~” Ou Lu’s expression was one of pure exasperation.
“This dress has such a strong, pungent fragrance…” Ou Lu spread her hands helplessly, then opened the car door, gesturing for Liang Sheng to get in.
Liang Sheng blinked in confusion. After settling into the passenger seat, she lifted her arm and sniffed left, then right. “There’s no smell at all?”
She tilted her head, looking over at Ou Lu, who was gripping the steering wheel.
Ou Lu smiled. “My nose is more sensitive than most, so it hits me harder. No worries. Once we get to my office, you can just take the dress off.”
“Ahem, got it.” Liang Sheng sat up straight and proper. Oh man, she’d be stripped bare in front of the snake-scorpion beauty again. How annoying~
“Sister Ou Lu,” Liang Sheng chatted idly with her on the drive, killing time. “When you see me naked, you’re really not embarrassed at all?”
Ou Lu burst out laughing. “What’s there to be embarrassed about? You’re just a kid, and we’re both girls, after all.”
Oh ho? Liang Sheng arched a brow. “Who says nothing happens between girls? What if I’m a lesbian, Sister Ou Lu?”
Ou Lu laughed again, her tone half-joking. “Hahaha, I’ve had countless admirers—guys and girls alike, piles of them. Do you think your Sister Ou Lu would be scared of that?”
That smug tone! Liang Sheng straightened up in her seat. “Well, Sister Ou Lu, tons of girls at my school have crushes on me too!”
“Oh, really?” Ou Lu just found the girl endlessly amusing.
