Chapter 1021 — A Great Fright: This Xie Yufeng Is Pretty Rich, Huh? Buying a Sports Car on His Very First Day After Transferring?

But Wei Zhao merely glanced at it, then turned and walked on toward the school. What car Xie Yufeng drove was none of his concern; so long as the man did not provoke him, he could do as he pleased.

By the time Wei Zhao reached the school, it was nearly time for the first class of the afternoon. He went straight into the classroom, straight to his desk, and sat down.

Before long the teacher came in as well, and the afternoon's lessons began.

Feng Xiaoxiao was rather disappointed. When Wei Zhao came in, he had not so much as given her a second look. Had he not noticed that she was different from usual? Even that fool Xie Yufeng had noticed!

She waited a while, and still Wei Zhao did not look at her; instead he took out his textbook and listened earnestly to the teacher. Feng Xiaoxiao was instantly overcome with gloom.

"Ahem, ahem..." At last Feng Xiaoxiao could bear it no longer and coughed twice, hoping to draw Wei Zhao's attention.

"What is it? Have you caught a cold?" Hearing her cough, Wei Zhao asked at once — though he asked without so much as raising his head to look at her.

"No..." Feng Xiaoxiao grew gloomier still. She could only say, "Hey, Wei Zhao, talk to me a little?"

"Talk about what? Aren't you listening to the lesson?" Wei Zhao asked.

"You skip class all the time — what lesson are you listening to? Come talk to me!" Feng Xiaoxiao was growing impatient.

"Then go ahead. I'm listening," Wei Zhao said with a nod.

"You... you... you..." Feng Xiaoxiao was ready to die of vexation. Three times she said "you," and at last she could hold back no longer: "Can't you just turn your head and look at me?"

"Look at you? What for?" Wei Zhao countered.

"Just tell me whether you dare to look or not!" Feng Xiaoxiao said, flustered.

"Heh..." Wei Zhao's powers of observation were keen beyond measure. In truth, he had seen Feng Xiaoxiao the moment he entered the classroom, and had been struck at once by how dazzling she looked. The first time he met her, she had worn heavy makeup, like some non-mainstream girl.

At school she had always appeared bare-faced, but today she wore light makeup, her hair carefully styled, and even her clothes chosen with care; a few simple trinkets made her seem altogether more delicate and alluring.

It was only that Wei Zhao, intending to tease her a little, had kept all of it to himself.

And sure enough, the little thing could not wait.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Xiaoxiao shot back. "Do you dare to look or not?"

"I don't dare..." Wei Zhao shook his head.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned. She had not expected him to say he did not dare. After the shock came a fit of teeth-gnashing: "Wei Zhao... you... you... why don't you dare?"

"Because you're too beautiful today. When I came in just now, one glance was enough to set my heart racing. I'm afraid that if I look too long, I'll molest you right here in the classroom," Wei Zhao said.

"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao's mouth fell open in astonishment at his words, and then her face broke into a radiant smile. So Wei Zhao had seen how she looked after all! Her heart brimmed with joy. And in her joy she spoke without thinking: "It's fine, look some more — I'm not afraid of being molested!"

"Ahem, ahem..." This time it was Wei Zhao's turn to cough.

"Wei Zhao, what's wrong? Have you caught a cold?" Seeing him cough, Feng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and asked with a smile. She knew perfectly well that her words had startled him, but giving Wei Zhao a fright was good fun.

"No..." Wei Zhao smiled wryly. "Xiaoxiao, you really are beautiful today."

"Hehe, good thing I didn't get up early for nothing! When I didn't see you this morning, I nearly exploded with anger — and in my temper I went to the washroom, washed off my makeup, and messed up my hair!" Feng Xiaoxiao laughed.

Wei Zhao was rather stirred by her. In the past he had still had misgivings, but now both Tang Yun and Feng Tianlong had given their consent to him and Feng Xiaoxiao, and even the Eldest Miss and Xiaoshu no longer objected. Naturally he could not quite resist the temptation, and his hand grew a little bold...

Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt Wei Zhao's arm around her waist, and her face flushed red at once. Bold as she was, this was inside the classroom, with the teacher still lecturing at the front, and now she grew nervous.

Yet Wei Zhao had finally taken the initiative to draw close to her, and she could not bear to push his hand away. Ordinarily it was all but impossible to get him to make such a move, so Feng Xiaoxiao was caught in a tangle of indecision.

From the tension her body went stiff and straight, like a prawn startled back from the dead.

Wei Zhao sensed that something was off with her too, and quickly withdrew his hand, silently cursing his own impulsiveness. Feng Xiaoxiao was a girl, after all; bold though she might be, if he were to hold and cuddle her in the classroom and someone saw, that would not do.

Feeling his hand withdraw, Feng Xiaoxiao let out a breath of relief — though in her heart she felt a pang of disappointment. The instant Wei Zhao had touched her, her heart had raced, and to tell the truth, she loved that feeling...

Was this the pleasure that intimate gestures brought between lovers? Feng Xiaoxiao knew her time was short, and she no longer cared whether things moved too fast or too slow. Since she had chosen Wei Zhao, then Wei Zhao was the only boyfriend she would have in this life, and the last.

She would soon be twenty. Who knew but that one day she might simply drop dead? So, having at long last found herself a boyfriend, Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to savor the taste of love a while longer. What time did she have for coyness?

Yet she feared that if she were too eager, she might frighten Wei Zhao. Tang Yun seemed a very reserved sort, after all. At this thought Feng Xiaoxiao fell into a tangle again. What a headache — she could not let herself seem too impatient...

"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry." Seeing that she said nothing, Wei Zhao thought she was angry, and hurried to apologize with a wry smile.

"It's... it's nothing..." Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head. "We're sitting at the very back, so really no one can see. If you want to, you can keep going..."

"Heh, we'll talk about it when there's no one around," Wei Zhao said, reining in his desire.

"Oh..." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, a little disappointed. But when she heard him say "when there's no one around," that meant Wei Zhao had agreed. In the past he would only ever refuse; this time he had agreed, and it made her very happy. She whispered in his ear: "When there's no one around, I'll let you ** my chest..."

"Gah?" Hearing her words, Wei Zhao nearly leapt up from his chair. Her words at once brought back to him the tender scene at the auction, and his heart gave a lurch... Looking at the little beauty beside him, her lovely eyes half-lidded, her breath sweet as orchids, Wei Zhao truly felt an urge to kiss her.

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