Chapter 421 Look at the legs

“Changing the subject, are we?”

“We’ll see. I’m just… you know.” Xu Qianqian spread her small hands. “I don’t really care about that kind of thing.”

Jiang Nian cleared his throat. “I actually plan to… you know.”

So, what was “you know”?

Xu Qianqian thought for a moment, then looked at him seriously.

“But I don’t recommend you ‘you know’, because I’ll break your legs.”

The two were too familiar, each having the other completely figured out.

When she saw the expression on Jiang Nian’s Face change, gradually becoming ‘you know’, Xu Qianqian realized he was thinking something inappropriate.

Hearing this, Jiang Nian was unconcerned.

If he could ‘you know’, having his legs broken wouldn’t affect eating, nor would it affect ‘that’. It was harmless, which meant no harm at all.

What if only one leg was broken? Wouldn’t that be a gain?

In front of the night snack stall, white mist rolled.

Xu Qianqian’s small Face was fair with a rosy blush, as beautiful as porcelain. Her eyes, when hungry, became hazy. “Two skewers of fish balls, no—…—make it five…” She thought for a moment, then turned and asked.

“Jiang Nian, do you want fish balls?”

“You eat the fish balls yourself, I’ll have something else.” Jiang Nian waved his hand, refusing. He had no appetite for the rolling fish balls.

“Oh, boss, two skewers.” Xu Qianqian held up two fingers and smiled in front of the stall, her dimples appearing.

Jiang Nian stood by, holding his bag, watching.

In fairness, Xu Qianqian was like an ice cream. She was always in front of him, glowing white under the streetlights.

Even after seeing her for so many years, every time he saw her, he still felt a touch of amazement.

Young Master Xu, a killer of simps.

After returning home.

Jiang Nian checked his phone before washing up; no new messages. After washing up and drying his hair, he checked it again upon returning to his room.

Twenty-seven unread messages.

Huh?

Out of an instinct for self-preservation, his phone’s lock screen never displayed messages.

So, checking messages each time was a big gamble.

If it was from Enterprise WeChat or an official QQ message, he would instantly lose his composure and start cursing.

Honestly, these damn promotional accounts were a bit too intrusive.

After opening it, he found that two new WeChat messages were from the class monitor. The other twenty-six were from three people on QQ.

He thought for a moment and opened WeChat first.

After all, WeChat usually meant important matters; there might be some latest instructions.

“(Image)”

“I beat up your little chicken.”

Jiang Nian glanced at it, feeling something was off. He suspected he was seeing things, so he looked at the message again.

“What?”

With a ‘ding’, Li Qingrong replied instantly.

“I beat up your…”

Was that the point? Obviously not.

Why was the class monitor suddenly playing with that thing? For someone who sends a smiling emoji, it was a bit too avant-garde.

“No, who taught you to play that?” Jiang Nian was puzzled, typing, “It couldn’t be Cai Xiaoqing again, could it?”

Li Qingrong: “She told me not to say.”

Alright, he knew.

The cowardly smiling tiger, Nie Qiqi.

Jiang Nian also felt awkward about beating up the class monitor’s little chicken. The key was that he didn’t like playing this game, and he felt a bit overwhelmed at the moment.

“I’m defeated. I’ll get my Face back tomorrow.”

After saying goodnight to the class monitor, he sat at his desk, pulled out a test paper, wrote for about twenty minutes, and then opened QQ.

It was almost midnight.

He was used to this and prepared to reply to messages in bulk.

Zhang Ningzhi sent a cute emoji, urging him.

“Beep beep, come chat.”

Jiang Nian glanced at it and manually replied.

“Have you showered?”

“Yes. (Cute)”

Jiang Nian: “Then let me see your legs, to check if they’re clean.”

“You big pervert!” Zhang Ningzhi sent a disgusted emoji and asked curiously, “Have you finished your test paper?”

“Hmm, almost.” Jiang Nian replied truthfully, “Just missing…” However, Zhang Ningzhi didn’t seem too interested in the test paper itself. Before he could finish his message, she replied instantly.

“So what do you usually do after finishing a test paper?”

If anyone else asked such a question, Jiang Nian would find it strange. If it was Zhang Ningzhi, he would find it perfectly reasonable.

As long as she was a cute beautiful girl, even if she had ulterior motives, it was fine.

“After finishing the test paper…” Jiang Nian typed, deliberating for a moment before saying, “I’ll read a book by Ostrovsky for a while.”

Don’t ask who that is; anything with’sky’ in it sounds Advanced.

Beep beep!

Zhang Ningzhi sent an emoji of a small round Face looking confused, and asked directly.

“Aren’t you watching *that* kind of video?”

Jiang Nian: “?”

What kind of video? Was it *that* kind… a video of playing the flute until dawn amidst sparse apricot blossoms? That would be quite quaint and ancient.

His sophistication, at this moment, was once again elevated.

He realized something; it turned out that his casual remark during self-study about ‘manual transmission on Sunday afternoon’ had been taken seriously by Zhizhi.

It was a little awkward, but not too bad.

“Oh oh, I was joking.” Jiang Nian typed an explanation, “I study on Sundays, so I don’t like going to internet cafes with them.”

In reality, he didn’t study either.

Usually, he was busy with afternoon tea socializing on Sundays. Either playing cards with girls or freeloading off Zhang Ningzhi: “Liar, you fibber.”

After sending the message, she excitedly forwarded an article to Jiang Nian about teenagers needing to exercise moderation.

Jiang Nian was a bit flustered, momentarily unsure what to say.

“I really am not.”

“Oh, I know you’re not.”

Sliding out of the chat interface, he decided that next time he would talk less about irrelevant things in front of Zhizhi, to avoid misunderstandings. He opened Chen Yunyun’s chat box, and a new message popped up.

Chen Yunyun: “What are you doing?”

“Writing a test paper, want to see your legs.” Jiang Nian’s daily chats with Chen Yunyun had become almost a habit, and he spoke more directly.

“Huh?” Chen Yunyun was stunned.

“Why?”

“No reason, just want to see.”

After a while, Chen Yunyun deliberated.

“Okay.”

Seeing this, Jiang Nian thought she was joking.

The next second, an image popped up: the upper bunk of a dimly lit dorm room in the middle of the night. He could vaguely make out the silhouette of a pair of long, slender legs.

Out of instinct, he subconsciously saved the image. After doing all that, he unhurriedly began to slowly appreciate it.

Undoubtedly, these legs were not from an online picture, but a real photo.

Misty ice cream legs, *slurp slurp*.

Jiang Nian waited for a while but didn’t wait for Chen Yunyun to retract the message. He immediately realized that this picture was not her limit.

In the middle of the night, it couldn’t be a persuasion, could it?

He felt that Chen Yunyun had a prejudice against him; he only talked about ‘that’ but wasn’t like that in real life.

Jiang Nian: “Any more?”

Chen Yunyun: “.”

One can only say that curiosity is human nature.

After reluctantly finishing the leg photos, he chatted with Chen Yunyun for a few more sentences. Estimating it was enough, he said goodnight.

Among them, Yao Beibei was the most outrageous, sending a long string of messages by herself.

Jiang Nian clicked in and read all the messages, his expression involuntarily becoming strange. He typed and deleted, then typed a reply.

“I’ll look at it tomorrow.”

Yao Beibei also replied instantly: “Okay.”

The next day.

Even though he still wrote test papers until two in the morning, Jiang Nian, after waking up early, still had images of legs filling his mind.