Chapter 141
Chapter 141: Not Sweet.
As Wen Yu watched his dad leave and closed the bedroom door, Banben, who was squatting outside, slipped into the room.
Naturally, it went to Wen Yu’s feet, rubbing against him affectionately.
Wen Yu said helplessly, “You can only stay on top of the covers, don’t go inside. I’ll cover you with a small blanket later.”
Banben meowed in contentment, climbed onto the bed, and settled in a spot it liked.
Wen Yu withdrew his gaze and turned back to his book.
After a while, his phone vibrated lightly.
The group chat suddenly became lively again.
【Queen’s First Harem】(5)
【Xiao Gua】: Que, how was the home visit?
【Xiao Gua】: Are you two okay?
【Fang Ling】: I also want to ask
【Lu Min】: [Cat thumbs up]
【Fu Chengque】: Ya! My mom just left and gave me a lecture
【Fu Chengque】: Don’t worry, she didn’t scold me
【Xiao Gua】: That’s good!
【Fang Ling】: I’m so scared of Teacher Chen, if he comes to my house, I’ll collapse
【Lu Min】: It’s about studying well, right @Fu Chengque
【Fu Chengque】: Yeah, talking about this and that, just wants us to do well in the university entrance exam
【Fu Chengque】: [Cat thumbs up]
【Fu Chengque】: What about Advisor, how did it go? I saw Advisor’s dad also went to see @Wen Yu
【Wen Yu】: He left, nothing much
【Fang Ling】: With his current grades, what can Teacher Chen say, probably just there to praise him
【Lu Min】: Don’t get distracted, the university entrance exam is important
【Fang Ling】: Right right right hahaha
【Fu Chengque】: Good! Military Advisor is as unmoving as a mountain, making me feel particularly at ease!
【Fu Chengque】: With the Military Advisor here, the world is in our hands! [Cat laughs loudly]
【Fang Ling】: @Wen Yu, did you hear that? Chengque said she needs you, go over to find her quickly
【Fu Chengque】: ?
【Fu Chengque】: Nonsense! Wait, tomorrow I’ll come and give you a good lesson
【Fu Chengque】: @Wen Yu, you better not come
【Wen Yu】: @Fu Chengque, my mom is making steamed buns tomorrow morning, do you want to come over? If you come, come early
【Fu Chengque】: Ya! I’ll come, I want to eat
【Fu Chengque】: [Cat appears][Cat appears]
***
A new week.
Starting from this week, the seniors officially entered study mode.
On Thursday and Friday, there was even a small test scheduled to gauge their progress.
Fu Chengque took this seriously, so on Monday evening, she arrived at Wen Yu’s place on time for consultation.
Besides the topics and papers, she also brought a “pomelo” under her arm today.
“Teacher Wen, look what I brought!”
“A pomelo?”
Wen Yu glanced at it, and it was indeed a big pomelo.
“Hahaha! It was sent over by my grandma, a whole bag of them. I took one and brought it here to share with you.” Fu Chengque looked pleased, holding the pomelo high with one hand, as if lifting a torch like the Statue of Liberty.
“Is it sweet?” The appearance of this pomelo didn’t look good, and Wen Yu was skeptical.
“I haven’t tasted it yet, but anything from my grandma’s place must be sweet!”
“Would you like to try it first?”
“Wow, look at you, I’ll poison you.” Fu Chengque rolled her eyes, “And it’s better when it’s a bit sour. Let me peel it for you to try…”
There were already a few cuts on the pomelo, and Fu Chengque squatted down, hands in action, peeling away.
Wen Yu also squatted beside her, waiting to eat.
As Fu Chengque peeled, she said, “Actually, it’s still good even if it’s sour. I’m really good at eating sour things! Maybe it’s inherited from my dad, he’s from Gansu, he drinks vinegar like water…”
“This is the first time I’ve heard of that.”
“Because I don’t usually eat sour things, but it’s okay to eat sour things.”
Wen Yu listened to her boasting with a smile, “Next time, I’ll see if you can handle it.”
As she spoke, Fu Chengque had already peeled the thick skin of the pomelo. The white flesh appeared in front of them, covered with a white film.
She mocked while tearing, “Coward…”
After tearing off the film, she inserted her fingers into the hole in the middle, exerted force, and the pomelo split into two with a “crack.” Fu Chengque handed one half to Wen Yu and tore open another section herself, biting open the final layer of skin, squeezing the pomelo flesh into a clove-like shape, showing off proudly.
“Let me try!”
“Go ahead!”
The girl carefully peeled the flesh, her eyes focused, her little tongue unconsciously protruding a bit, licking the tender upper lip.
Fu Chengque decided to eat a piece of pomelo flesh about the size of her thumb.
“I ate it!”
Wen Yu smiled and watched her, “Eat, what are you hesitating for?”
“Coward! I really ate it!”
“If you don’t eat it soon, I’ll stuff it in!”
“Wow, so fierce.”
Fu Chengque rolled her eyes at Wen Yu, then looked down at the pomelo flesh, her slender neck visibly moving—she swallowed.
Glancing at the boy in front of her again, the girl raised her head, threw the flesh into her mouth.
Chewing.
Juicy.
So sour!
Sss—
After a couple of bites, Fu Chengque’s cheeks revolted on the spot. She gently exclaimed, her face twisted into a ball, exaggerated yet adorable.
“Hahaha…”
Wen Yu laughed happily.
After a while, amidst the inhaling sound of “Sss—,” she swallowed.
By now her face was red, her neck was red, her ears were red…
Wen Yu asked, “Sour, right?”
“…”
“Is it sour or not, Manager Fu?”
Fu Chengque shuddered, tremblingly gave a thumbs-up, “Not sweet.”
“Hahaha…”
The girl, recovering slowly, pretended to be angry, “You, you’re laughing for nothing!”
“If you boil yourself in a pot overnight, your mouth will still be hard the next day.”
“You dare to boil me!” Fu Chengque shouted, “No, you have to eat one too, I already ate it!”
“You’re asking for trouble yourself.”
“It’s not sour!”
“You’re talking nonsense.” Wen Yu stood up, wanting to escape.
“You try it…” Fu Chengque grabbed Wen Yu’s arm, not letting him go.
“I won’t try it.”
“Just try one bite, and I’ll give you a massage for an extra half hour!”
Wen Yu turned back, laughing, “You’re trying to borrow money, right? Anyway, it’s you who’ll pay it back in the future, so enjoy it now. Aren’t you afraid you won’t be able to repay?”
“I’m not afraid!”
“You said it!”
“I said it!”
“You’re really a dead duck.”
Half a minute later, the bedroom was filled with Fu Chengque’s laughter like silver bells.
Wen Yu, who had eaten the pomelo, had a grim expression, his face twisted.
His exaggerated reaction surpassed even Fu Chengque’s.
Suddenly, Wen Yu believed it, Fu Chengque could really handle sourness, superhumanly…
Two days later was the mini exam. Fu Chengque wanted to prove herself, so she had to keep improving in the upcoming tests.
She had been reviewing all week.
This enthusiasm for studying soon influenced Fang Ling, Xiao Gua, and Lu Min.
So on Tuesday, the study group regained its rightful purpose—
chatting.
Ah, I meant studying.
After discussing for a while, they agreed that studying should not be neglected.
They didn’t take a nap with Wen Yu at noon either, instead, they took extra time to study and do exercises, making every second count.
But even though they said that, when several heads came together, they couldn’t help but chat.
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