"I can't take a bath today, so it looks like I can only rest," Zhu Qingyue said, a bit dejected as she staggered back to her bed.
She sat down on the bed, folding her hands in her lap in a ladylike manner, sighing for a while before initiating conversation with him:
"Xiangyang, from now on, you can't come within one meter of me."
"...Why?"
"Didn't you say I was tempting you? This is just perfect to eliminate such possibilities," the girl hesitated for a moment before revealing the real reason, "And besides, I didn't take a bath today, so I don't want to get too close to anyone."
"..."
Xu Xiangyang, who had just been hugging the class president, swore to the heavens that apart from a fragrant scent, he smelled nothing else from Zhu Qingyue's body or hair.
But after all, she is a girl...
Xu Xiangyang hesitated for a moment before pulling a chair to the bed and sitting down in front of her.
"Since we're both free, why not chat for a while?"
