Chapter 1021 — A Startled Jump

But Wei Zhao merely gave it a glance before turning and walking toward the school. What car Xie Yufeng drove was no great concern of his; so long as the fellow did not provoke him, he could do as he pleased.

By the time Wei Zhao arrived at school, it was already nearly time for the first class of the afternoon. He went straight into the classroom and walked directly to his desk and sat down.

Before long the teacher came in as well, and the afternoon's lessons began.

Feng Xiaoxiao was stricken with disappointment. When Wei Zhao came in, he had not so much as given her an extra look. Had he not noticed that she was different from usual? Even that idiot Xie Yufeng had noticed!

She waited a while, and still Wei Zhao did not glance her way; instead he took out his textbook and listened earnestly to the teacher. Feng Xiaoxiao was instantly overcome with gloom.

"Ahem, ahem..." At last Feng Xiaoxiao could hold back no longer. She coughed twice, hoping to draw Wei Zhao's attention.

"What's wrong? Have you caught a cold?" Hearing her cough, Wei Zhao asked at once — though he asked without so much as lifting his head to look.

"No..." Feng Xiaoxiao was even more dismayed. She could only say, "Hey, Wei Zhao, talk to me for a bit?"

"Talk about what? Aren't you listening to the lesson?" Wei Zhao asked.

"You skip class all the time — what lesson are you listening to? Just keep me company!" Feng Xiaoxiao was growing a little frantic.

"Then go ahead. I'm listening," Wei Zhao said with a nod.

"You... you... you..." Feng Xiaoxiao was fit to die of rage. Having said "you" three times, she finally could not contain herself and erupted: "Can't you just turn your head and look at me?"

"Look at you? What for?" Wei Zhao countered.

"Just tell me whether you dare to look!" Feng Xiaoxiao said anxiously.

"Heh..." Wei Zhao's powers of observation were keen indeed. In truth, he had seen Feng Xiaoxiao the moment he entered the classroom, and been struck by how stunning she looked. The first time he met her, she had worn heavy makeup, like some scene kid.

At school she usually appeared bare-faced, yet today she had put on light makeup, styled her hair with care, and even coordinated her clothes thoughtfully; the simple little accessories made her seem all the more delicate and striking.

But Wei Zhao, meaning to tease her, had simply never said so.

Sure enough, the little miss could not wait.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Xiaoxiao shot back. "Do you dare to look or don't you?"

"I don't dare..." Wei Zhao shook his head.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned — she had not expected Wei Zhao to say he didn't dare. After the shock came a fit of teeth-gnashing: "Wei Zhao... you... you... why don't you dare?"

"Because you're too beautiful today. When I came in just now, one look was enough to set my heart racing. I'm afraid that if I look too long, I'll assault you right here in the classroom," Wei Zhao said.

"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao's mouth fell open in astonishment at his words, and then her face broke into a radiant smile, blooming with delight. So Wei Zhao really had seen how she looked! She could not have been happier. And in her joy she began to speak without thinking: "It's fine, look some more — I'm not afraid of being assaulted!"

"Ahem, ahem..." This time it was Wei Zhao's turn to cough.

"Wei Zhao, what's wrong? Have you caught a cold?" Seeing him cough, Feng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and asked with a smile. She knew perfectly well that her words had startled him, but giving Wei Zhao a fright was a thoroughly amusing thing to do.

"No, nothing..." Wei Zhao said with a bitter smile. "Xiaoxiao, you really do look beautiful today."

"Hehe, good thing I didn't get up early for nothing! When I didn't see you this morning, I nearly exploded with anger—in a fit of pique I went to the restroom, washed off all my makeup, and messed up my hair!" Feng Xiaoxiao laughed.

Wei Zhao felt his heart stir thanks to Feng Xiaoxiao. In the past he had still had reservations, but now that both Tang Zhi and Feng Tianlong had given their approval to the matter between Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao—and even the young miss and Xiaoshu no longer objected—Wei Zhao naturally found the temptation a little hard to resist, and his hands grew a little less than honest...

Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt Wei Zhao's arm around her waist, and her face flushed red at once! Bold as she was, this was still inside a classroom, with the teacher lecturing right up at the front—and now Feng Xiaoxiao grew nervous!

But Wei Zhao had finally taken the initiative to get close to her, and Feng Xiaoxiao could not bear to push his hand away. Ordinarily it was next to impossible to get Wei Zhao to make such a move, so Feng Xiaoxiao was instantly torn.

From the nerves, her body went stiff as a board, like a lobster bolting upright from the dead.

Wei Zhao felt how unnatural Feng Xiaoxiao was too, and quickly withdrew his hand, silently cursing his own impulsiveness. Feng Xiaoxiao was a girl, after all; bold as she might be, cuddling and carrying on with her in a classroom—if anyone saw, that would hardly be good.

Feeling Wei Zhao's hand withdraw, Feng Xiaoxiao let out a breath of relief, though a trace of disappointment rose in her heart! That instant when Wei Zhao had touched her body had set her heart racing; to tell the truth, she very much liked the feeling...

Was this the joy that intimate gestures brought between lovers? Feng Xiaoxiao knew her time was short, and she no longer cared whether things moved too fast or too slow. Since she had chosen Wei Zhao, then Wei Zhao was the only boyfriend she would have in this life—and the last!

She would be twenty soon, and who knew, some day she might just up and die. So now that she had, with great difficulty, found herself a boyfriend, Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to savor the taste of love a while longer—where would she find the time to play coy?

Yet she feared that if she came on too strong, she might scare Wei Zhao off. Tang Zhi seemed to be a rather reserved sort, didn't she? At that thought, Feng Xiaoxiao grew conflicted again. What a headache—she could not afford to seem too impatient...

"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry." Seeing that Feng Xiaoxiao said nothing, Wei Zhao thought she was angry and hastily apologized with a bitter smile.

"N-no, it's nothing..." Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head. "We're sitting at the very back, so hardly anyone can see us anyway. If you want to, you can keep going..."

"Heh, let's wait until there's no one around," Wei Zhao said, reining in his desire.

"Oh..." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, a little disappointed, but when she heard Wei Zhao say they would wait until no one was around, that meant Wei Zhao had agreed. In the past Wei Zhao would only ever refuse; that he had agreed this time made Feng Xiaoxiao very happy. She whispered in Wei Zhao's ear, "When there's no one around, I'll let you touch my chest..."

"Gah?" Hearing Feng Xiaoxiao's words, Wei Zhao nearly leaped up from his chair! Her words at once brought back to Wei Zhao the delightful scene at the auction, and his heart skipped a beat... Looking at the little beauty Feng Xiaoxiao beside him, her lovely eyes half-lidded, her breath sweet as orchids, Wei Zhao truly felt the urge to steal a kiss.