TLCBITAR Chapter 162

Chapter 162: So Adorable

Chapter 162: So Adorable

The seven-day holiday flew by, and it was time to go back to school.

At seven in the evening, a black Hummer stopped at the entrance of Beicheng University. Zhou Zhou glared fiercely at the man beside him before opening the door to get out, then slammed the door shut.

He walked slowly towards the school gate, and the security guard gave him a strange look, asking curiously, “Did you hurt your foot?”

Zhou Zhou paused, glanced at the security guard, and said in a muffled voice, “I squatted in the toilet for too long, and my legs went numb.”

The security guard was speechless. It must have taken a few hours of squatting to achieve that effect, right?

Zhou Zhou strode along the campus road towards the dormitory, muttering to himself, “Pei Yanlie’s words are so untrustworthy. He promised it would only be once.”

Exciting images flashed through his mind. He shook his head, feeling like he was about to turn into a Minion.

“Hey, isn’t this my Bro Zhou? Did you hurt your leg after not seeing you for a week?” Qu Minghui’s voice came from behind.

He quickly walked in front of Zhou Zhou, his face filled with a suggestive smile, his gaze fixed on Zhou Zhou’s lower body, guessing, “Could it be that President Pei was repeatedly pan-frying you?”

Zhou Zhou didn’t answer, instead looking at Qu Minghui’s obviously thinner face and teasing, “Impressive. Did you sign up for a weight loss training camp?”

Qu Minghui walked slowly forward shoulder to shoulder with him, chuckling, “Bro Zhou is still amazing. The weight loss training camp is not a place for humans to stay. If it weren’t for my goddess, I wouldn’t have signed up.”

He tugged at the slightly firmer flesh on his waist and sighed, “But I lost ten pounds in seven days. Just ten more pounds and I’ll reach my goal. When that happens, you and Black Forest have to come to my confession.”

“Wait, are you serious? You really want to confess to the goddess?” Zhou Zhou clicked his tongue in amazement.

Qu Minghui stroked his chin and said narcissistically, “Once I slim down, I’ll build some muscle. Won’t I be a handsome guy then?”

Zhou Zhou tilted his head and carefully examined his features. He was quite cute when he was thinner, but not quite on the level of a handsome guy. He didn’t want to discourage his good roommate. “Not bad, keep it up. I wish you success.”

Qu Minghui muttered, “Why does that sound a bit perfunctory?”

Zhou Zhou raised his eyebrows. “Su Wanxing has a lot of suitors. Aren’t you afraid of attracting the hatred of countless male compatriots if you confess to her?”

In the novel, the white lotus female lead had an endless stream of suitors. There were talented people, clowns, and perverts. Only someone like the male lead with domineering aura could suppress those suitors.

As soon as he thought of Su Wanxing, he saw her and her friend standing on the track of the sports field, being stopped by someone confessing.

Qu Minghui stopped and blinked, watching from afar.

“Little Wanxing, from the first day I saw you at the beginning of the semester, I’ve had a good impression of you. Due to the school’s perverted rules, I’ve delayed confessing to you until today. Please forgive my late love. I really like you. Can you be my girlfriend?” The boy was very tall, but extremely thin. His waist and legs were even thinner than Su Wanxing’s, as if they would break with a gust of wind.

“He looks like a spider leg. He thinks he can succeed in confessing like that? Dream on!” Qu Minghui clenched his fist and waved it at him.

Zhou Zhou patted him on the shoulder. “Why don’t you go over and try now?”

“No, there’s still a bit of fat on my face, so I don’t look very handsome. I’ll wait until I successfully lose weight,” Qu Minghui directly refused.

Zhou Zhou replied truthfully, “It’s not important whether you’re handsome or not. You’re quite cute now.”

“Ahhh!”

Su Wanxing’s scream interrupted their conversation.

The tall, thin boy knelt on the ground and picked up Su Wanxing’s foot, about to kiss it.

“Let go of my foot, you pervert!” Su Wanxing was frightened, her face pale.

Her friend hurriedly hit the boy with her bag, but no matter how hard she hit him, he refused to let go.

The boy clutched her foot tightly, looked up, revealing a infatuated and perverted smile, stubbornly saying, “If you agree to be my girlfriend, I’ll let you go!”

“Minghui, hurry up! What are you spacing out for? Now’s your time to be a hero and save the damsel in distress!” Zhou Zhou pushed Qu Minghui, who was staring blankly.

“Ah, oh, oh, I’m coming! Goddess!” Qu Minghui grabbed his bag and rushed over.

Zhou Zhou slowly moved towards them, complaining as he walked, “Seriously, so adorable.”

Although Qu Minghui was only 170cm tall, he had more meat on him than the tall, thin boy. The force of his rush alone almost sent the boy flying.

Originally, there weren’t many people in the sports field, so the boy dared to do something so lewd. Now that Qu Minghui appeared, the boy developed a desire to retreat, throwing down the love letter and slinking away.

“Damn, fight if you have the guts! Don’t run!” Qu Minghui’s face flushed with anger. He thought he could show off his skills in front of his goddess, but the idiot just ran away after being bumped into.

He cursed, “Coward!”

Su Wanxing patted her chest with lingering fear, her pale face looking pitiful.

After her emotions calmed down, she looked at Qu Minghui excitedly. “Thank you for saving me, classmate!”

Glancing at Zhou Zhou walking towards her, she took two steps back, looking around, vaguely seeing a person in black hiding behind a tree not far away.

“Stop, don’t come over!” Su Wanxing retreated again.

“Am I a ghost?” Zhou Zhou was speechless.

Su Wanxing muttered softly, “Your man is scarier than a ghost!”

She turned her gaze back to Qu Minghui and thanked him again, “Really, thank you for showing up in time. What’s your name?”

“Qu Minghui, I’m Zhou Zhou’s roommate.” Qu Minghui walked next to Zhou Zhou, putting an arm around his shoulder, but he was 12 centimeters shorter than Zhou Zhou, so he could only tiptoe in the dark.

“Roommate, that’s great. You guys chat, my friend and I are leaving first.” Su Wanxing grabbed her friend’s hand and quickly left the sports field, heading towards the dormitory building.

Qu Minghui was a little depressed. “Why do you make the goddess act like she’s seen a ghost as soon as you show up?”

Zhou Zhou scratched his hair, remembering what Su Wanxing had said before, and his mouth twitched. It seemed that Pei Yanlie had already been classified as a dangerous person by her, and he was being ostracized along with him.

An inexplicable emotion, a little sadness, he sighed softly. Seeing Qu Minghui staring at him, he asked, “What? Is there a flower on my face?”

Qu Minghui teased, “There are a lot of strawberries on your neck. President Pei must have been sucking too hard.”

Zhou Zhou calmly tugged at his collar, neither denying nor admitting it, secretly cursing someone’s possessiveness.

When the two returned to the dormitory, it was already eight o’clock in the evening. Chen Qihang was lying motionless on his bed, while Lin Sheng was lying on Qu Minghui’s bed playing on his phone.

“What are you doing lying on my bed? Go, go, go.” Qu Minghui threw his bag at him.

Lin Sheng put away his phone and sat up, his brow furrowed, looking up and down at Qu Minghui, who was obviously thinner, saying with mixed emotions, “Instead of fattening you up during the holiday, it made you lose so much weight. Did your old Qu take you to escape a famine?”

Qu Minghui proudly raised his chin, reaching out and pinching the flesh on his face, as if asking for credit. “Went to lose weight. Am I amazing? What’s that saying? Where there’s a will, there’s a way!”

“Oh, just for the goddess?” Lin Sheng smiled, the smile not reaching his eyes.

“Uh-huh, if not for her, then for you?” Qu Minghui plopped down on his bed, reaching out and pushing his body, trying to push him inside.

Lin Sheng stared at Qu Minghui for a long time before smiling and saying, “Yeah, that’s good.”

He got off the bed, climbed to the upper bunk, and lay down with great force, the bed board shaking violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Qu Minghui: …

He and Lin Sheng had grown up together since childhood, and he knew the other’s personality best. Without guessing, he was angry.

As for what he was angry about, Qu Minghui couldn’t figure it out.

Could it be that he couldn’t stand my successful weight loss?

He pouted in frustration, lay down, and kicked the bed board of the upper bunk.

“Don’t kick, you’ll be responsible if it collapses.” Lin Sheng reached out and knocked on the bedside.

Qu Minghui grinded his teeth, not wanting to swear directly at him, it would affect his roommates, so he could only take out his phone to send him a message.