Shen Mochen was left standing there, watching her hurried away figure, with a helpless smile.
There were still ten minutes left before the afternoon class started. Taozi carefully watched at the back door of the classroom for a while before tiptoeing in. Fortunately, her position was in the penultimate row of the middle group, so she was not too eye-catching.
"Taozi, you're back, are you okay?" As soon as Yao Mengying and Ye Qiu saw Taozi coming in, they quickly leaned towards her.
"It's okay..." Taozi lowered her head, looking at her nose and heart, but not looking at them, and replied in a low voice.
"It's okay, why don't you look at us?" Ye Qiu was full of questions. After thinking about it, he pushed Tao Zi's body hard and was about to continue asking her something, but he saw the hickey on her neck and was stunned.
After a moment, a clear evil smile appeared on his face, he turned his head and tutted at Yao Mengying behind him: "It's so cruel, it's so cruel!"
"What's so cruel?" Yao Mengying poked her head over Ye Qiu's shoulder and looked at Taozi. She saw dots of mottled red marks in her long, silky hair. She couldn't hold it back for a moment, so she laughed and took a photo.
Patting Ye Qiu on the shoulder, he nodded and agreed, "It's indeed quite cruel!"
"You..." Taozi's fair little face was already covered with red clouds. She rolled her eyes at them both angrily, then turned around and ignored them.
"Hey, looking at your situation, you have been punished. How about it? Has the misunderstanding been resolved?" Ye Qiu covered his mouth and snickered.
"Yes." Taozi nodded and said dullly: "The love letter was written to someone else, and I asked Shen Mochen to help deliver it."
"Oh..." Ye Qiu responded meaningfully, poked Tao Zi's arm and said: "Even if it is really written to Shen Mochen, you don't dare to do anything to Shen Mochen because of your courage, but seeing the signs of abuse on you
, your Shen Mochen is quite jealous!"
"..."
What do you mean I dare not do anything to him?
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years!
Taozi secretly clenched her little fists, a perfect revenge plan already emerging in her mind.
Duan Yu rested his chin on the table with one hand, and stared at Taozi's waterfall-like hair with a pair of deep and clear eyes through thin lenses. He secretly wondered why Taozi didn't turn around during self-study this afternoon and evening.
Go over and chat with yourself?
This is not her style...
Thinking of Taozi's little mouth that couldn't stop chattering, Duan Yu raised a nice smile on his lips, stared at Taozi's back for a while, and finally reached out and poked Taozi's back gently.
"What's wrong?" Taozi turned her head slightly forty-five degrees, facing Duan Yu with her chin, and asked in a low voice.
"Are you having a stiff neck? Can't turn your head?" Duan Yu asked strangely, looking at her stiff posture that was comparable to that of a robot.
"Uh..." Taozi was stunned for a moment, then nodded stiffly, and said nonchalantly: "At noon... I was sleeping on the table, and I accidentally got a stiff neck..."
"Hehe..." Yao Mengying and Ye Qiu's knowing laughter came from the side.
Taozi suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Oh..." Duan Yu nodded doubtfully, looking at Taozi's 45-degree sad profile, and continued to ask: "Is the hip also injured? The neck can't be turned around, why can't the body be turned around?
