Chapter 125 - Meier~ (1/2)

''You are supposed to sit on the same desk as your guardian,” Professor Zhang frowned.

''Prof. I caught the flu today so I don't want to infect anyone,” Yu Mei nonchalantly answered.

Voice normal? Check. Face normal? Check. Healthy appearance? Double-check.

Moreover, she was sitting with Li Shuang on the same desk a few minutes ago.

So, her sleek lie rendered the fellow students and the Professor speechless along with a certain man who had gray clouds hanging above his head.

Professor Zhang appeared conflicted.

Jun Zixuan stood up from the front desk as his long legs leisurely made their way back to where she was sitting.

Yu Mei did not bother to glance at him while the man took a seat beside her, ”I don't mind getting infected,” Though his voice was low, it seemed to be reverberating in the eerily quiet classroom.

While the girls bit their handkerchief in jealousy, the guys were aggrieved as they watched a wild man flirting with their goddess.

They could assume that both of them were siblings if they didn't know the Yu's Family chart. Moreover, the way they were interacting didn't seem to be that of siblings.

On the other hand, they could also have assumed that he was her rumored sugar daddy but after interacting with her for months, they couldn't merge the image of Yu Mei and a mistress.

Yu Mei stood up but Jun Zixuan quickly held her hand before she could leave the desk.

The students gasped.

''Since your guardian has no issues with your flu, we'll go with the rules. Sit there,” Professor Zhang cleared her throat.

'Aren't you acting biased?' She glanced at the Prof. who immediately averted her gaze before looking at a certain guardian who flashed her a charming smile.

She swatted away his hand and sat on the desk, further away from him.

Since the Prof. would discuss the mark sheets roll number wise, there was some time for her turn.

While she kept sliding away, a certain some inched closer to her. She put her bag in between them creating a barrier, but the man's hand sneaked to her side and held her hand as he intertwined their fingers.

Her heart skipped a beat but she ignored it.

''Leave my hand,” She whispered.

''I won't,'' He tightened his grip as if he was proving his point.

She pursed her lips, ”Let go of my hand or I don't mind walking out of the classroom right now,” Her voice turning a degree colder.

”Or we can walk out together?” He winked.

The corner of her lips twitched.

His hold on her remained firm while his thumb drew irregular shapes on her hand.

It was so ticklish that her toes curled up while she fisted the corner of her dress in her other other hand but she refused to say anything.

Jun Zixuan propped the side of his face on his fist as his gaze remained fixated on the person who was adamant about not looking at him.