Chapter 150: Su Peng’s Dorm Room
“I’ll take An Han to the nurse’s office,” Su Peng said. “You guys keep playing. It shouldn’t be a big problem.”
“You think I can still focus on playing now?” Long Xing said unhappily.
Wang Yu didn’t say anything. His expression was as cold as ever, just standing there like a statue.
“There’s still more than an hour left of PE class,” Su Peng explained. “No need to ruin everyone’s fun.”
An Han stood quietly to the side, one hand on her sore tailbone and the other pressing her forehead. Watching the few of them, she felt more and more uneasy inside.
This is starting to feel like a love-triangle battlefield!
As the pain slowly eased over time, her tears finally stopped. She wiped her face casually and said, “Su Peng, you come with me.”
“Okay.”
Su Peng’s affection level had already passed 100. Even if it rose higher, it wouldn’t change much now. But if the other two guys’ affection levels increased during this time, things might really turn into chaos.
Grimacing and rubbing her sore lower back, An Han staggered out of the field with Su Peng supporting her.
From time to time, she sniffled and wiped away the tear stains on her cheeks. Her messy hair and dirt-stained clothes made her look pitiful and fragile, which only made Su Peng more protective and careful, afraid she might fall again.
“Are you sure you didn’t hurt anything serious?”
“I’m fine,” An Han replied with a heavy, stuffy voice.
She hadn’t meant to cry, but with that “sensitivity” attribute boost, the pain had made her tear up instantly.
“No need to go to the nurse’s office. I’ll just go back to the dorm.”
“Maybe it’s still better to have the nurse check you, just in case,” Su Peng suggested.
“No.” An Han firmly refused.
Ever since she got this weird system, she felt herself becoming more and more like a manipulative girl.
When she needed help for a mission, she’d call on a “tool man.” When she didn’t, she’d push him away.
And the worst part? The guys around her didn’t hate her for it, they just got closer to her.
Pathetic! They’re all just drooling over my body!
At least Su Peng knew she was actually a girl, so his feelings were somewhat understandable.
But Long Xing? He knew she was a guy and still acted like that! Too much!
Only Wang Yu was fine. Cold and scary maybe, but at least he kept things at a normal friendship level.
An Han grumbled in her heart, then suddenly turned her head toward Su Peng.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Why are you staring at my butt?”
Su Peng quickly looked away. “I just noticed your pants got dirty. I was going to ask if you wanted me to help dust them off.”
“I can do it myself!”
An Han glared at him and stepped back a little, her expression full of suspicion, like she was guarding herself from a pervert.
Don’t think I didn’t notice what was in that stare!
You shameless creep!
Thanks to her “sensitivity” stat, she could now feel stares more clearly, and Su Peng’s burning gaze almost felt physically warm on her skin.
Just a look, yet it felt as if someone’s hand was lightly touching her…
What kind of ridiculous description was that? Straight out of some adult novel!
Never again! I’m never picking the random attribute reward!
Lost in her thoughts, An Han almost forgot about the pain. She hurried up the stairs toward her dorm, but when she reached the door and tried to take out her key, she realized her dorm key was still with Long Xing.
“Come to my dorm,” Su Peng offered, noticing her trouble. He opened the door to the next room.
Too tired to go back to the field and get her key, An Han followed him in without hesitation. She looked around the room, then plopped herself down right on Wu Dongming’s bed.
There was still dust on her butt, but she didn’t care at all.
“I’ll get a towel for you. You can wipe off the dust.”
“Wait!”
Su Peng had already reached the back door when An Han called him back again.
“What is it now?”
“Take out my sanitary pads,” An Han said seriously, her face stiff.
“Didn’t your period already end?” Su Peng mumbled as he went to the corner of the dorm and handed her two pads.
A small smile finally appeared on An Han’s face. She took one pad and stuffed it under Wu Dongming’s pillow, then hid the other inside his wardrobe.
“Too bad I don’t have any women’s clothes right now.”
If she did, this would’ve been the perfect chance to stuff some into his closet.
When she turned her head, she noticed Su Peng staring at her actions, looking completely confused. So she reminded him, “When Wu Dongming finds out, you need to help make sure no one suspects me. Most importantly, don’t let your roommates believe whatever nonsense he says.”
“What did he even do to make you hate him this much?”
“He tricked me into wearing women’s clothes!”
Su Peng’s eyes swept up and down her body again, that heated gaze making her cheeks instantly flush red.
“But… you wearing women’s clothes actually seems kind of normal.”
“Stop staring at me!”
“I just took a quick look…”
Mumbling under his breath, Su Peng walked toward the balcony, while An Han sat back down, frowning.
Maybe it was her hormones, but whenever she was with Su Peng, she could clearly feel both her body and mind getting more excited.
Worse yet, with her “sensitivity” stat, she could easily notice Su Peng’s burning gaze, which only made her body react even more...
“Another day of fighting against this stupid system…” she sighed, lying down on Wu Dongming’s bed, not even caring that her body was still covered in dust from the earlier fall.
From the “figure” stat that forced her to wear coats to hide her shape, to the “posture” trait that made her constantly manage her movements, and now this “sensitivity” stat that forced her to ignore certain stares and details, not to mention having to build pain resistance...
Good thing she already had the “painless period” trait unlocked, otherwise she’d probably be dying every month.
“An Han, wipe your face.”
“Oh~” An Han opened her eyes lazily but didn’t move, answering weakly.
Seeing that she wasn’t doing anything, Su Peng spread the towel in his palm and pressed it directly onto her face, wiping hard.
She let out a muffled cry of pain, flailing her arms and legs as she struggled, but she still couldn’t escape his strength. A moment later, Su Peng walked away with the towel, leaving her lying there weak and dazed, staring blankly at the wooden board above her.
“What’s wrong with you? Why are you rubbing so hard…?” she complained weakly.
Su Peng looked doubtful. “You’re not pretending, are you? I always wipe my own face like this.”
Look at your rough skin, then look at my soft and delicate face!
An Han couldn’t help but remember the trauma of her childhood, being held down by her “demon” mother who scrubbed her face raw. She thought she’d escaped that kind of torture long ago once she learned to wash her own face...
“Go lie on my bed. Otherwise, when Wu Dongming comes back, he’ll immediately know the pads were from you.”
“Even if he doesn’t guess, he’ll still know, I’m the only one who’d do something like that,” An Han muttered, sitting up and slowly climbing onto Su Peng’s upper bunk.
In this dorm, she was only close to Su Peng and Wu Dongming. The other two were total shut-ins like Wang Sheng, who barely talked to anyone else.
Yawning, she pulled Su Peng’s blanket over herself. The strong masculine scent from his pillow surrounded her, and for some reason, her eyelids started to feel heavy, her body relaxing in comfort.
Su Peng’s blanket is so soft~
“I’m gonna take a nap. Don’t you dare mess with me while I’m asleep.”
Su Peng looked at her again with that suspicious expression.
If you had to read between the lines, didn’t that sound like an invitation?
“Your eyes already exposed your dirty thoughts!”
A pillow flew through the air and smacked Su Peng right in the face.