Anyway, it was just fantasizing. Bai Jiangxin wouldn’t know, and he couldn’t control her either.

Xiang Di snorted inwardly. If she didn’t dare do anything to him for real, then she’d at least enjoy herself in her head. This time, she’d go all out.

The image immediately appeared before her eyes—still from a first-person perspective.

Two legs spread open, bare and exposed. Even though he had never seen them before, Bai Jiangxin didn’t need to guess to know whose they were.

At school there was hardly any chance to wear skirts. The skin there was so white it was almost dazzling, firm and slender, faintly revealing the bluish veins laid out beneath, as well as a tiny mole on the inner side of the left thigh.

So she had moles on her body too.

Bai Jiangxin gave a soft scoff. She herself had a mole, yet she drooled over the mole on his Adam’s apple. Since she liked biting moles so much, she might as well bite her own.

Just as he thought that, a hand had already gently brushed over that mole.

It was just as pale, but compared to the dazzling whiteness of the thigh, there was still a subtle difference in skin tone between the two. The joints of the hand were slender and well-defined, the knuckles clean, the web between thumb and index finger and the palm broad. That, too, formed a contrast of fleshiness against a girl’s thigh. Though it was called a thigh, because her frame was so small, one hand could grasp most of it.

…Even if he were burned to ashes, Bai Jiangxin could recognize at a glance that this was his own hand.

He pressed his fingertip right onto that mole, then released it. The taut skin rebounded instantly, leaving behind a pink circular mark. Then he slowly traced circles around it, as if teasing it.

The position of that mole was really a bit too subtle. Clearly he was only drawing circles, yet the thigh trembled several times.

The owner of the thigh said softly, “It tickles…”

Even though it was she who said it tickled, Bai Jiangxin suddenly felt his own throat inexplicably grow a little itchy as well.

With a low chuckle, the mischievous hand’s owner lifted his head—it was his own face, unmistakably.

The him in the image had none of his usual cold and proper demeanor. The corner of his lips held a half-smile, half-not-smile. Hearing her say it tickled, not only did he not stop, he instead suddenly kissed that mole.

“Ah!” A light cry.

It was just a mole, yet Xiang Di was shaking badly until he finally let her go.

Bai Jiangxin heard her let out a small sigh of relief, and he followed with one of his own. At last, all of this was over.

He told himself that earlier she had fantasized about kissing the mole on his Adam’s apple. He was merely returning the favor, it didn’t count as offending her. 

Before he could even catch his breath, the him in the image immediately followed up by grabbing her knees with both hands.

When he realized what the him in the image was doing, Bai Jiangxin’s pupils widened slightly. He finally understood what she had meant earlier by “licking dog.”

…In reality she was cowardly as anything, yet once it came to this kind of fantasizing, her courage was astonishingly large.

Xiang Di’s sounds of resistance grew louder and more difficult to describe, crying “don’t, don’t,” yet the trailing tone lifted softly and alluringly. The refusal wasn’t firm at all; instead, it carried a sense of wanting to refuse while still welcoming.

“Don’t… mm…”

She was clearly seducing him. Bai Jiangxin couldn’t help but touch his own earlobe; it was practically as if she were calling out right beside his ear.

He had to admit, she really was suited to being a film director. This shooting angle was indescribable. Anyone without talent simply couldn’t shoot a frame like this. All he could see was the crown of his own pitch-black hair.

Even if he could only see the top of his head, a person’s imagination was boundless. Even though she gave him only this single image, he could still connect the rest.

She really knew how to enjoy herself. His brows knit tightly together, and Bai Jiangxin couldn’t restrain the movement of his Adam’s apple, swallowing along with it.

However, what he swallowed in reality was nothing but air.

By his ears, aside from the girl’s soft mm and ah sounds, there were also the voices of others, making it impossible for Bai Jiangxin to ignore the fact that they were actually in a classroom. He gripped the pen in his hand tightly, sitting on pins and needles. He really wanted to order Xiang Di to stop, but with his burning ears and cheeks, and his heart pounding like a drum, it was as if he had suddenly come down with a high fever—his tongue root dry, his throat tightening, unable to force out a sound.

Bai Jiangxin closed his eyes and pressed a hand against his forehead with some helplessness, unable to understand why he was having such a strange reaction.

Reason told him he couldn’t let her fool around like this any longer—even if it was just fantasizing, it wasn’t allowed.

This was a classroom. If he didn’t stop it now, he was done for too. Bai Jiangxin tossed aside his pen and directly grabbed the back collar of her school uniform, lifting her up from where she was leaning over the desk.

“Xiang Di!”

The legs under the desk pressed tighter and tighter together. Xiang Di was right in the middle of it when she was suddenly lifted up from the desk like this. Their eyes met, and both of them froze for a brief moment.

Bai Jiangxin’s eyelids trembled. If she could see what expression was on his face right now, she would probably be so ashamed she’d dig a hole on the spot and bury herself in it.

A pair of eyes watery and glistening, timid yet flushed, cheeks tinged pink, even the tip of her nose red as if she had a fever. Her lips—she must have bitten them hard earlier in her excitement—the lower lip was very red.

Because the scene in the fantasy was from her first-person perspective, he could only hear her voice and could not see her expression at all.

He couldn’t tell whether, deep down, he himself had actually been curious as well. In any case, he was now seeing what her pure, delicate-looking face looked like when she was excited.

If he didn’t know what she had just been thinking about, he would probably only think that she might be sick, which was why her complexion looked abnormal.

But he knew what she had just been thinking about, so he knew that the flush on her face wasn’t because she was ill, but because of him.

Because in her fantasy, she was doing that kind of thing with him.

His throat felt dry. Unconsciously, he swallowed again. In this moment, his own thoughts suddenly felt a bit out of control, even harboring a somewhat sinful notion: Was she really just going to be this flustered, with only her face and ears turning red? She had been crying out so intensely just now, her voice even carrying a sob, he had thought she would actually cry.

What a pity. It was just shouting, after all. He hadn’t managed to make her cry completely.

Suddenly aware of his own dark thoughts—actually feeling dissatisfied that her reaction wasn’t intense enough—Bai Jiangxin felt a flash of shame on his face and hurriedly released her collar.

How could he have such thoughts? He must have been infected by this lustful groundhog.

The air between them froze for several seconds. Xiang Di also snapped out of her daze, her eyes wide open, stunned by the annoyance and confusion now etched between Bai Jiangxin’s brows and his light biting of his lip.

On that usually indifferent face, which seemed like it would never show any shifts of joy or anger, his eye corners and cheeks were now flushed with a highly abnormal redness.

【Oh my god, what’s wrong with him? Why is he looking at me with such a sexy, enticing expression?】

【What’s he biting his lip for? Is he trying to seduce me?】

【Dear heavens above, he’s so shamelessly alluring.】

Bai Jiangxin: “…”

Where did she get the nerve to call him shameless? And really, just who was seducing whom?

If you want to know who’s best at auto repair, she’s the champion at shifting blame.

…Truly harmful. Getting him into such a state, yet she herself detached from it so quickly.

While someone was inwardly cursing him as shameless, on the surface she was still hypocritically showing concern: “…You don’t look so good. What’s wrong with you?”

Bai Jiangxin was stumped by the question.

How should he answer? Say ‘I can hear your inner voice,’ or ‘I can even see the images you’re imagining’?

If he said it out loud, she probably wouldn’t have the face to come to school anymore. Of course, he wouldn’t either. Forget about the college entrance exams; the two of them might as well pack up and go repeat the school year together.

Taking a step back, even if he were willing to compromise and grudgingly agree to be the object of her fantasies… given his special physical constitution, he couldn’t do that sort of thing. So he’d have to ask her to keep her fantasies a bit more grounded in reality.

Bai Jiangxin quickly realized his previous line of thinking was very wrong.

No, he must be crazy. What on earth was he agreeing to?