novelinnhs Chapter 291 Brothers, let's jump! Where's the rooftop?
Chapter 291 Brothers, let's jump! Where's the rooftop?
He could even smell a faint, delicate fragrance wafting from her hair and neck as she moved.
It wasn't the scent of perfume; it was more like the clean aroma of sun-dried grass mixed with soapberry, along with a hint of a young girl's sweet, warm body fragrance—subtle yet delightful!
Ye Fan's gaze swept over the oversized tracksuit without making a sound, and he secretly assessed in his mind: This girl's figure... he guessed it should be comparable to Huang Yixin's.
He remembered that in his previous life, when the ancestral spirit removed all its disguises, its stunning beauty and perfect body proportions were enough to make any boy's blood boil. It was definitely a top-tier existence that would make anyone "lose money" just by looking at it.
He withdrew his gaze, understanding dawning on him.
The ice is melting, and the unpolished jade is about to shine. This "nurturing" game seems to be getting more and more interesting.
Ye Fan was immersed in appreciating the subtle details of the ancestral spirit's quiet transformation, his thoughts drifting far away.
Suddenly, my arm was hit hard by a strong force from the side!
He frowned, then turned to face Su Luming, whose face was close at hand and clearly showing anger.
She lowered her voice, like a cat with its fur standing on end, and warned fiercely, "Ye Fan! Are you blind? Why are you staring at the ancestral spirit? Are you being a pervert?!"
Ye Fan thought to himself: I saw she wasn't looking at you, why are you so anxious?
Instead of restraining himself, he curled his lips into a smile, turned his gaze, and began to "scan" Su Luming's body with a hint of unbridled scrutiny.
Su Luming had clearly dressed up carefully today.
A well-tailored pure white silk shirt, with the top two buttons undone at the collar, revealing a delicate collarbone and a subtly visible platinum necklace.
She paired it with high-waisted denim shorts, the hem of which barely reached the top of her thighs, exposing her two straight, fair, and smooth long legs to the air without reservation, as if they had their own reflectors in the classroom light.
Although there were no stockings to embellish the look, Ye Fan silently gave it a bad review in his mind, but the youthful and vibrant sexiness was already eye-catching enough.
Even more "deadly" was that, because Ye Fan was looking from the side, at such a tricky angle, his gaze could actually catch a glimpse through the slightly open collar of the white shirt at the straps of the white bra with delicate lace trim. The lace texture outlined the subtle contours beneath the pure white shirt, arousing the imagination...
"Hmph! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!" Su Luming felt uncomfortable under his undisguised "rogue" gaze. Her face flushed red, and her voice lowered, but it carried a threatening tone. Her small hands unconsciously tightened around her collar.
Ye Fan chuckled and wisely withdrew his gaze.
He's not a real scoundrel; a little appreciation is enough.
To be fair, although Su Luming has a bit of a fiery temper, his hardware configuration is absolutely top-notch.
Her privileged family background allows her to never skimp on clothing and accessories. Coupled with her own excellent taste, she can always create a youthful and vibrant look by perfectly matching fashion items, like a blooming, dazzling rose.
Her all-around exquisiteness and brilliance make 99% of the girls around her pale in comparison, relegating them to the background.
Especially now, sitting next to her, Xian Zuling, still wrapped in loose sportswear and trying to minimize her presence, is like a rough stone deliberately covered in mud and ugly cracks to hide its own brilliance. Compared to Su Luming, this beautiful rose, she is almost "invisible".
Only Ye Fan, the "insider," knew what breathtaking icy imperial jadeite would be hidden within this rough stone once the impurities were removed!
"Calm down, calm down!" Ye Fan waved his hand with a smile. "I'm just admiring it casually, it's not like I'll lose anything."
He changed the subject, teasing her deliberately: "And another thing, with such a fierce look on your face, how are you going to find a boyfriend? Aren't you afraid of scaring people away?"
Ye Fan revealed an innocent-looking smile.
"Hmph! What business is it of yours whether I find a boyfriend or not!" Su Luming turned her head away angrily, like a peacock with its feathers standing on end.
"Hehe, isn't this just because I'm the class monitor and I care about the physical and mental health of every classmate?" Ye Fan made up a lie with a straight face, his face full of "I'm very responsible".
"Hypocrite!" Su Luming rolled his eyes at him and ignored him.
"Hahaha!"
Ye Fan and Su Luming were like two powder kegs, ready to ignite at any moment.
Xu Bin and Lin Yufei, who were not far away, watched the entire "confrontation." In their eyes, this was not an argument at all; it was clearly flirting! The two of them stared wide-eyed, feeling a pang of jealousy.
Xu Bin nudged Lin Yufei, lowering his voice, his tone filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment: "Waaah, Lao Lin, look at Fan Ge... isn't he a reincarnation of a Casanova? That look, that tone... he's flirting with girls effortlessly! He's definitely not innocent!"
Lin Yufei also looked bitter: "Sigh, don't even mention it, comparisons are odious! Good grades, handsome, and he's got a natural charm with girls... God's practically feeding him! I feel like my life is meaningless. Bro, just jump, where's the rooftop?"
Xu Bin: "Let's jump, I'm jumping too."
……
Soon, the Marxist philosophy class began.
The atmosphere in such a notoriously "easy" class is predictable.
Ye Fan basically just "listened" throughout, without moving a single pen.
The ancestral spirit beside him was the complete opposite; he sat upright, focused, and meticulously recorded everything in his notebook, the pen scratching away at the paper.
Li Yifeng on the left is even more outrageous; he even picked up the wrong book—his Marxist philosophy textbook was left aside, and he was holding a book on Mao Zedong Thought!
He wasn't listening to the lecture at all; his phone screen was lit up, and he was staring intently at the red and green candlestick charts, his brow furrowed. Clearly, the stock market fluctuations were far more captivating than the teacher's lecture.
Ye Fan would occasionally turn his head to complain to Li Yifeng about the stock market, or deliberately nudge Xian Zuling, who was diligently taking notes to his right, with the pen.
Whenever this happened, Xian Zuling would shrink back like a startled rabbit and then secretly glare at Ye Fan. This was noticed by Su Luming, who would then mutter in dissatisfaction, "Ye Fan, don't disturb her studies!"
Ye Fan responded with a "mind your own business" emoji.
Throughout the entire class, very few students were actually paying attention.
People are spacing out, playing on their phones, reading novels... a diverse range of human behaviors.
In university classrooms, as long as you don't disrupt the order, daydreaming is the mildest "symptom." Many people have slept through the entire class while lying on their desks.
After the Marxist philosophy class ended, the next class was a large elective course for several classes, held in a large lecture hall that could accommodate more than two hundred people.