Chapter 152 150. Su Peng’s Dorm Room
“I’ll take An Han to the infirmary. You guys keep playing—she should be fine.”
“Like I’m still in the mood to play?” Long Xing retorted unhappily.
Wang Yu, however, didn’t voice any opinion at all. He kept his usual icy expression and stood there like a decoration.
“There’s still more than an hour of PE class left. We can’t ruin everyone’s fun,” Su Peng explained.
An Han stood silently to the side, one hand covering her tailbone and the other pressing against her forehead. Watching the people around her, she felt increasingly uneasy inside.
It was starting to feel more and more like a shura field!
As the pain gradually eased with time, her tear glands finally settled down. She casually wiped the tear marks from her cheeks and said, “Su Peng, you come with me.”
“Okay.”
Su Peng’s favorability was already over a hundred—adding more wouldn’t really change anything. But if the other two gained favorability during this process, the shura field might actually become reality.
Bar-ing her teeth, An Han gently rubbed her tailbone. Supported by Su Peng, she staggered out of the field.
She sniffed now and then, wiping away the tears on her cheeks. Her eyes were still moist, her clothes a bit dirty and disheveled from the fall. This pitiful, miserable state only made Su Peng feel more protective, staying close and being extra careful, afraid something might happen to her.
“Did you get seriously hurt?”
“I’m fine,” An Han replied with a heavy nasal tone.
She really shouldn’t have cried, but with the sensitive attribute amplifying everything, the pain had instantly broken through her tear ducts.
“There’s no need to go to the infirmary. Let’s just go back to the dorm.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to let the infirmary teacher check you?” Su Peng suggested.
“No.” An Han firmly refused.
Ever since encountering the system, she’d become more and more manipulative…
She used people as tools when tasks required it, then kicked them aside when they weren’t needed. And yet the men around her didn’t feel repulsed at all—in fact, their relationships with her kept getting better.
Pathetic! They’re all just lusting after my body!
At least Su Peng knows I’m a woman—his orientation isn’t a problem. But Long Xing clearly knows I’m a man and he’s still lusting! That’s just too much!
Wang Yu is better. Even though he’s cold and a bit scary, the relationship can at least stay at the level of ordinary friends.
Grumbling inwardly, An Han suddenly turned her head and looked at Su Peng’s face.
“What is it?”
“Why are you staring at my butt?!”
Su Peng quickly withdrew his gaze. “I just thought your pants were dirty. I was wondering if you wanted me to pat the dust off.”
“I’ll do it myself!”
An Han guardedly stepped a bit farther away, her eyes full of suspicion, as if she were fending off a bad guy.
Don’t think I didn’t see what was hidden in that look!
Pervert!
The sensitive attribute not only made her more aware of attention—wherever Su Peng’s scorching gaze landed, she could even feel a faint sense of heat.
Even though it was just a look, it felt like a hand gently stroking her… The description itself was practically straight out of an erotic novel!
Never again am I choosing a random attribute reward!
Amid all these thoughts, An Han gradually forgot about the pain. She hurried up the stairs toward the dorm building. Just as she reached for her key, she realized the dorm key was with Long Xing.
“Come to my dorm,” Su Peng said, noticing her predicament, and opened the door to the neighboring room.
Too lazy to go back to the field to get the key, An Han straightforwardly followed him in. She glanced around, then plopped down on Wu Dongming’s bed.
There was dust on her butt, but she didn’t care at all.
“I’ll get a towel so you can wipe the dust off.”
“Wait!”
Su Peng had already reached the back door when An Han called him back. “What is it?”
“Take out my sanitary pads,” An Han said with a straight face.
“Didn’t your period already end?” Su Peng muttered, but still took two pads from the corner of the dorm and handed them to her.
An Han finally smiled. She stuffed one pad under Wu Dongming’s pillow and tucked the other into his wardrobe.
“Too bad I don’t have any women’s clothes right now.”
Otherwise, stuffing women’s clothes into Wu Dongming’s wardrobe would’ve been perfect.
She turned her head again and noticed Su Peng looked completely baffled by what she was doing. She reminded him, “When Wu Dongming finds out, you need to clear my name. The key is not letting your roommates believe his nonsense.”
“What kind of grudge do you even have with him?”
“He tricked me into wearing women’s clothes!”
That scorching gaze immediately swept over An Han from head to toe, making her cheeks flush bright red.
“But when you wear women’s clothes… isn’t that normal?”
“Stop staring at me!”
“I just glanced once…”
Su Peng muttered as he walked toward the balcony, while An Han sat back down, frowning.
Maybe it was hormones, but when she was with Su Peng, she could clearly feel both her body and mind becoming more stimulated.
More importantly, being sensitive meant she could easily catch Su Peng’s burning gaze—and it made her body more easily aroused…
“Another day of fighting against system rewards…” she sighed, flopping down on Wu Dongming’s bed, not caring that she was still covered in dust from the fall.
From the body attribute forcing her to wear a jacket to hide, to posture traits making her carefully manage her every movement, and now the sensitivity attribute forcing her to ignore certain gazes and details while also increasing her pain tolerance…
So thank goodness she had gotten the painless period trait early—otherwise, wouldn’t she have died from pain?
“An Han, wipe your face.”
“Oh~” An Han opened her eyes but couldn’t be bothered to move, responding lazily.
Seeing she didn’t move, Su Peng simply spread the towel over his palm and pressed it directly onto her face, wiping hard.
She whimpered in pain, flailing her arms and legs in panic on the bed, struggling wildly, but she still couldn’t overpower Su Peng. Moments later, Su Peng walked away with the towel, while she lay there weakly and blankly staring at the wooden boards of the upper bunk.
“What’s wrong with you?! You wipe faces that hard?!”
She protested weakly.
Su Peng looked doubtful. “Aren’t you exaggerating? This is how I usually wipe my own face.”
Take a look at your rough skin and then at my delicate one!
An Han was reminded of her traumatic childhood experiences of being forcibly scrubbed by her demon mother. She’d thought that once she started washing up on her own, she’d never have to go through that again…
“Go lie on my bed. Otherwise, Wu Dongming will immediately know you were the one who put the pads there.”
“Honestly, he wouldn’t even need to guess. He’d know only I’d do something like that,” An Han muttered as she got up and slowly climbed onto Su Peng’s upper bunk.
In this dorm, she was only familiar with Su Peng and Wu Dongming. The other two were hardcore shut-ins like Wang Sheng, rarely interacting with other classmates.
Yawning, she pulled over Su Peng’s blanket. Smelling the strong masculine scent from his pillow, she didn’t know why, but her eyelids started drooping, and her mood gradually relaxed.
Su Peng’s blanket is so soft~
“I’m going to sleep for a bit. Don’t try anything while I’m asleep.”
Su Peng gave her a suspicious look again.
Given An Han’s track record, her words probably needed to be interpreted in reverse—was this actually an invitation?
“Your look has already exposed your filthy thoughts!”
A pillow smacked into Su Peng’s face with a loud thud.
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