Lin Jing froze.
She opened her mouth, about to speak, when Sheng Kuang's voice came through again.
"My little CP fell and got hurt, and instead of telling me, you lied to me."
"Lying is one thing, but being hugged by another guy." Sheng Kuang took a deep breath, as if suppressing his anger. After a pause, he continued, "Hugging is one thing, but then you wanted to go as an exchange student with him."
Through the phone, Lin Jing vaguely heard the sound of Sheng Kuang grinding his teeth: "I was so obviously jealous, and my little CP acted like nothing happened. The only news I finally got was you offering me money."
Lin Jing: "..."
She knew Sheng Kuang was unhappy, but she never expected his unhappiness to stem from jealousy.
She had been wondering what he was jealous about. But after hearing the rest of his words, she suddenly felt like laughing.
Perhaps it was because she loved to paint, but an image involuntarily formed in her mind: a super cute Sheng Kuang with a pouty face, arms crossed, standing there, looking aloof and tsundere, but with countless thoughts floating in his head: "I'm jealous," "Why aren't you coming to comfort me?" "Hurry and comfort me, I'm dying of jealousy!"...
As the imagined thoughts, which she pictured popping out of Sheng Kuang's head, tumbled out one after another, Lin Jing couldn't help but let out a giggle.
Before her laughter had even subsided, Lin Jing distinctly felt the atmosphere on the other end of the phone become very strange.
She quickly stifled her laughter. "Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh..."
The images in her mind hadn't faded, and the more Lin Jing thought about them, the funnier they seemed. She couldn't help but break character again.
Her laughter became quite uncontrollable.
Amidst her laughter, Sheng Kuang, who had been silent on the phone, let out a soft huff: "Is it that funny?"
"No," Lin Jing forced herself to hold back her laughter, rubbing her aching stomach. "It's not funny, it's cute..."
Sheng Kuang was so startled by these two words that he almost dropped his phone.
He looked up at the mirror in front of him, questioning his life. He looked nothing like the word "cute," but after a moment of silence, he repeated the word with difficulty, as if it were a foreign object: "Cute...?"
"Yes, cute," Lin Jing finally stopped laughing. She cleared her throat. "The way you looked when I imagined you being jealous was just too cute, I wanted to ruffles~"
Sheng Kuang paused for two seconds, his thumb pinching the phone. He licked his lips and let out a low chuckle. "How do you want to ruffle?"
Lin Jing opened her mouth, feeling her heartbeat accelerate.
She had been referring to the cute cartoon image in her mind, hence the word "ruffle," which most girls used for cute pets or cartoon characters. It was a rather endearing description.
Now, coming from Sheng Kuang's mouth, it had taken on a different meaning.
Especially since the word "ruffle" itself implied "to stroke, to knead, to rub, to pinch." Lin Jing briefly imagined herself doing that to Sheng Kuang and almost choked on her own saliva.
It made her sound like a pervert about to ravage him.
Lin Jing held her phone up naturally, her expression seemingly normal, but the temperature in her ears began to rise steadily.
She slowly swallowed, moved the phone slightly away from her ear, and pretended to be calm as she changed the subject. "Um, hasn't the takeout arrived yet?"
Sheng Kuang: "It has."
Lin Jing said "oh" and then, "Then go eat quickly. I'm going to take a shower first."
Sheng Kuang chuckled, not exposing her hasty retreat. "Okay."
After hanging up, Lin Jing patted her slightly flushed cheeks, dropped her phone, and headed straight for the bathroom.
Standing under the shower, Lin Jing felt as though she wasn't washing her body, but rather washing the inappropriate images from her mind.
After getting out of the bathroom, Lin Jing climbed onto the bed, glanced at her phone, thought for a moment, and then started typing.
Little Jing Chan: He just hugged me once.
Little Jing Chan: I was in so much pain I was dazed, and as soon as I came to my senses, I got down immediately.
Little Jing Chan: I didn't mean to lie to you, I was afraid of delaying your training.
Little Jing Chan: I wasn't really going to give you money, it was an excuse.
Little Jing Chan: I wanted to find an excuse to talk to you.