Chapter 112: Underwear Is Still There, Right?

Lu Qingyue saw that one or two people were helping her speak, and immediately her spine straightened. “On! He glared at me!”

Lu Yi: “…”

He suddenly felt a sense of being slandered by the villain first, speechless and shocked. If it had been only Cheng Xingye who said that, it would have been fine, but Rong Xin was present as well. He feared that being too fierce might scare her. Thus, suppressing his anger, he gave a fake laugh. “No, I had sand in my eyes.”

Lu Qingyue, relying on the support, suppressed her mischief and said, “Really? Every time I see you, your eyes have sand. Does that mean my other name is Sand?”

Lu Yi looked at her deliberately pretending to be bad, almost wanting to scold her. But Rong Xin sat beside them, so he could not explode immediately. He could only roll his eyes and pretend to be foolish. “… Maybe so.”

Fortunately, Rong Xin did not focus on the relationship between the siblings, but was instead greatly interested in Cheng Xingye’s declaration of a girlfriend. “You and your sister are dating?”

Cheng Xingye answered in a solemn manner, his arm naturally resting on the back of Lu Qingyue’s chair, his fingertips casually twining a strand of her hair, slowly wrapping and playing with it. Rong Xin secretly felt somewhat surprised. Cheng Xingye usually appeared casual and unrestrained, despite bearing the title of sea king, but he had never been seen getting close to any girl. This sister looked quite young; could she really suppress such a man? She secretly sized up the two people opposite without directly voicing her doubts, but said with a smile, “Then you better not bully the little girl.”

Lu Yi and Cheng Xingye probably would not have agreed with this. What did it mean to bully the little girl? Could such a yellow-hearted little girl be bullied?! The two secretly glanced at each other, each understanding the other. Cheng Xingye chuckled and silently sighed, “Where would I dare bully her? As long as I do not get her to eat me dry and wipe me clean, that would be good enough.”

Lu Qingyue: ???

She was about to open her mouth to refute something when Cheng Xingye pressed down on her head, turning her head back to the table. “Eat first.” Continuing this topic would be somewhat inappropriate for children. Although the people at the table were all adults, Lu Qingyue had just become an adult less than a month ago. He still did not want her to come into contact with too much of this matter. The four of them were relatively familiar, and with Lu Qingyue’s little troublemaker occasionally dropping a few laughable remarks, the meal was eaten in a harmonious and cheerful atmosphere.

After the meal, Cheng Xingye got up to pay the bill. Lu Yi took the opportunity while the two girls were chatting about makeup and followed along. He lazily draped his arm over the cashier counter, picked up a mint candy, tore the paper wrapper, and asked with a mischievous smile, “Bro, it’s been almost a month since you started dating. Your underwear still there?”

Cheng Xingye: “…”

…

Lu Qingyue still did not know that their romance had turned into an underwear defense war in the mouths of the two big men. After eating, returning to school, Cheng Xingye sent the person to the foot of the dormitory building. Lu Qingyue, afraid of being seen and causing gossip, kissed his chin and sent him away.

Opening semester is always busy and chaotic. Receiving textbooks, military training uniforms, class meetings, opening ceremony—things came one after another, making people dizzy and overwhelmed. The four people in their dorm were all continuing their graduate studies in the clinical 5+3 model. These days, the graduate school was opening at the same time, so he was probably busy with the same things. The two could not find time to meet, so in a week they only saw each other twice. In this way, a week passed, and the first-year students’ military training began.

University military training is stricter than high school. Uniforms were issued two days in advance, and the counselor held a meeting to explain the requirements and precautions. When these new students, dressed in camouflage uniforms, gathered on the playground, they were surprised to find that the instructors were all seniors from their own school. Lu Qingyue’s class was Economics Class 1. The instructor responsible for their class was tall and thin, looking quite fierce. He introduced himself as a senior in the International Trade class, named Li Hui. Li Hui was several years older than them. When not smiling, his expression was quite cold and stern, but when speaking, there was a hint of lazy, carefree demeanor. His gaze swept the group of new students in front of him indifferently, then said in a leisurely, drawling tone, “Hope everyone cooperates well with me. I can save some effort, and you can have it easier too. Don’t cause any unpleasant incidents. After two weeks, we’ll part on good terms.”

Someone in the formation laughed, but he shot them an eagle eye that made them realize he was just pretending to be lazy, not joking. After the formation was complete, Li Hui had them run two laps around the playground to warm up, then practiced standing in military posture on the field. The scorching sun in September was like fire, baking so intensely that it seemed people’s heads might smoke. The vast playground stood neatly with about ten military-green blocks, tempering their tempers under the blazing sun. These new students, in the previous summer without homework, mostly stayed up late and played wildly. Their bodies suddenly were not accustomed to this training intensity. Some switched legs to slack off, some secretly wiped sweat when the instructors were not looking. The military posture had only been standing for less than half an hour when, in the Economics Class 1, a girl became unwell and was helped to the school hospital. Lu Qingyue’s physical foundation was not bad, but after standing for a while, her feet started hurting badly. She sneaked a glance at the instructor’s direction, saw him checking the posture in the boys’ line, so she secretly extended one toe, changing to a rest position, alternating resting her feet. The temperature in early autumn did not decrease at all, and even the wind carried a restless feeling. The training on the field was in full swing, and occasionally outside the fence, cycling seniors and juniors would throw curious glances toward them. When Cheng Xingye walked into the field, these gazes moved in with him. His shoulders were straight and strong, his T-shirt slightly puffed by the wind, the fabric tightly clinging to his back, vaguely outlining the muscle lines underneath. In a moment, he had passed two tall camphor trees on both sides and walked toward the southeast corner of the field. The first-year students of Economics 1 and Economics 2 were standing in military posture in the southeast corner. The instructors from both classes patrolled once and then retreated to chat idly. The instructor for Economics 2 was Wu Yao, also a senior student in the business school. He took off his hat, rearranged his hairstyle, and casually complained, “These new students this year are a bit weak! By the end of the morning, three have already fallen.” Li Hui raised his hand to wipe the sweat. “No way, today it is much hotter than last year. I see some girls in the back slacking too, so lazy to say…” “The one in the fourth row, left one, right? That little girl is quite pretty. I noticed her just now.” As they were chatting idly, they suddenly saw a tall figure walking toward them. Li Hui casually glanced, immediately stood straight, subconsciously poked the Economics 2 instructor, and called out, “Wild bro!” The two cold, ruthless instructors instantly turned into elementary school juniors, smiling and greeting the former student council president they used to know. Li Hui and Wu Yao had previously been student council staff under Cheng Xingye’s leadership, so they were quite familiar with him. Cheng Xingye gave them a perfunctory nod, but his gaze swept indifferently over the Economics 1 formation.