His curled eyelashes fluttered gently as he lowered his eyes, casting shadows beneath them.
A small head rested softly on his shoulder, half of the face hidden, the other half of the face showing a rosy hue. Her gentle breaths grazed his neck, tickling and warm.
Lu Jinghuai’s body involuntarily stiffened, staring at that sleepy little face, momentarily lost in thought, as he reached out towards Lu Xiaomian’s little face almost supernaturally.
The cool fingertips just touched the charming face, as if they had come into contact with boiling hot oil, and his slender fingers instantly retracted.
The fingertips felt as if they had caught fire, burning intensely.
Lu Jinghuai’s thin lips moved slightly, but not a word came out.
Is this what they call "learning by example"?
Lu Jinghuai watched Lu Xiaomian, who was sound asleep, smacking her lips occasionally, perhaps savoring some delicious snack in her dreams.
A hint of annoyance appeared between his brows. How was he supposed to "learn" anything ? He just watched her sleep so peacefully...
Xu Haohao coughed lightly and explained, "Xiao Mian has never watched an entire gala from start to finish..."
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Even during the college entrance examination, she could fall asleep, so there was no way she could quietly watch a newcomers’ gala to the end.
While everyone else was watching excitedly, Lu Xiaomian was the only one lost in her dream world.
Lu Jinghuai’s lips twitched, and he nodded.
An interesting girl, he was rather curious about how she would explain the principles of falling asleep to him once she woke up.
Su Ye looked over with interest, but before he could see the sleeping face clearly, he was met with a pair of cold eyes. Lu Jinghuai wrapped Lu Xiaomian in his arms, and the unsuspecting girl in her sleep buried her whole face in his embrace, making it impossible for others to see a hint.
Su Ye shuddered and hurriedly looked away in fright.
Su Ye secretly spat in his heart, thinking, "What’s so great about him? No matter how impressive, can he be more impressive than Seventh Master Feng?"
Su Li was filming the stand with her phone, soon spotting a group of Hanfu-clad men and women coming on stage.
The leading young man was dressed in a white male Hanfu long gown, holding a folding fan, resembling a scholar from ancient times.
Xu Haohao whispered beside her ear, "Probably from the Chinese Literature Department!"
Su Li looked at the young man, finding him somewhat familiar, as if he was that Chinese Literature senior named Lu Zifan?
The students from the Chinese Literature Department used a poetry recital to stir up the enthusiasm of all the freshmen, bringing the newcomers’ gala to an end.
Xu Haohao gently nudged Lu Xiaomian, whispering, "Xiao Mian, wake up, it’s over! Let’s go back to the dormitory! Do you want to sleep in the auditorium all night?"
Lu Xiaomian breathed steadily, cheeks flushed, seemingly in the middle of a sweet dream.
Resting on the man’s neck, seemingly savoring delicious food in her dream, she instinctively flicked out her tongue lightly.
Lu Jinghuai’s entire body stiffened, almost tossing the person in his arms away.
Did she... did she lick his neck?
Instantly, a faint blush seeped through from his skin, staining his neck.
Lu Jinghuai’s naturally cold face turned even more sullen, as if he was about to commit murder.
Xu Haohao was dumbfounded, nearly jumping up to shake Lu Xiaomian awake.
Did Xiao Mian sleep herself silly?
Did she really just molest Young Master Lu?
"Xiao Mian, wake up quickly, stop sleeping, you’re going to get hit." Xu Haohao hastily explained, "Young Master Lu, don’t mind her, her brain is muddled from sleep... uh—"
Lu Jinghuai gave a nonchalant glance, suddenly bent down, and scooped her up horizontally.
PS: There have been minor revisions to Chapter 373’s plot, please refer back and check.