After a brief play, Jiutiao Meijie's icy gaze pinned me down.
"..."
Dubian Che suddenly kissed her, biting the cherry.
...
"It's time for class."
"I don't want to go," Jiutiao Meijie lazily treated Dubian Che as her bed, resting her head on his chest.
"Then I have to leave."
Dubian Che made a move to get up, but Jiutiao Meijie's right hand spread open and pressed on his face, pushing him back onto the couch.
"What's the point of going to class?"
"The first period in the afternoon is English, we have a vocabulary test."
"Boring. Stay here and keep me company while I nap."
...
At three forty in the afternoon, after the last class, Dubian Che was called to the office.
Akiko ate her chopped fruit with a knife and fork, occasionally grinning at Dubian Che as if teasing him, smugly and slowly putting fruit into her mouth.
Dubian Che, who was punished with standing, shifted his gaze to the English vocabulary tests Xiaoquan Aonai was grading.
