[♪In a darkened room♪~no one fears the dark]
Jiang Nian exited the group-shared music, feeling puzzled, thinking what the hell Lin Dong was sharing.
"So weird."
Buzz, the phone vibrated.
"Hmm?"
He glanced at it and saw the class president's video pop up. He tapped it and it connected with a buzz.
"Qingqing."
"Hmm."
On the screen, Li Qingrong had just finished her shower. She was wearing thin pajamas, her chest full and bouncy.
Her hair was barely blow-dried, appearing a bit fluffy. Her neck was white and slender, naturally draped behind her.
The top button wasn't fastened, making her collarbone slightly alluring.
"Have you memorized your speech?"
Jiang Nian propped his hand on the desk, resting his cheek. Boldly, he stared unwaveringly at Li Qingrong's chest.
"No, I'm just troubled by it."
"How much have you memorized?" She glanced at Jiang Nian's gaze, following it down, "What are you looking at?"
