"Does this count as an indirect kiss?"
Jing Yiren instinctively retracted her small hand. Almost automatically, she reached out and jabbed Chao Lu's forehead with annoyance.
Her cute little mouth released the straw.
"Kiss my ass!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Jing Yiren suddenly realized—Chao Lu had purposely held her hand just now.
She couldn't help but admire Chao Lu. He had seamlessly pulled her into the act she was meant to perform next, making her completely forget her earlier nervousness.
At that moment, the classroom door was suddenly flung open.
The teacher standing at the doorway caught sight of them.
He scolded, "What are you two doing in the classroom?"
Jing Yiren and Chao Lu froze, their expressions sinking into a look as though disaster had struck.
It took them a long second to react as they slowly stood up.
"Teach... Teacher!" they stammered in unison.
"What are you doing?"
