nashuaworldcup Chapter 246 Confused
Chapter 246 Confused
Chapter 246 Heart in Turmoil
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
Feng Cheng was holding a book on seedling cultivation, studying it intently.
Hearing Qin Xuemei's voice outside the door, he casually responded.
The dormitory door was gently pushed open, and Qin Xuemei walked into the boys' dormitory with slightly hesitant steps.
A glance around the room revealed that only Feng Cheng was there.
Her heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable shyness instantly welled up inside her.
A man and a woman alone in a room, wouldn't something happen between them?
The thought flashed through her mind.
Her cheeks instantly turned crimson, as if they had been burned.
My heart was racing, my palms were sweaty, and even my fingertips felt slightly cold.
"What's wrong, Comrade Xuemei?"
Feng Cheng put down the book in his hand, looked up at Qin Xuemei who had walked in, and his eyes were full of concern.
He keenly noticed Qin Xuemei's unusual behavior.
But the naive man didn't think much of it, assuming she had something important to do.
"Oh!"
Hearing Feng Cheng's words, Qin Xuemei finally came to her senses.
Looking at Feng Cheng's handsome face.
Recalling the erotic thoughts that had just crossed her mind, she felt even more ashamed.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and spoke in a steady tone.
"I'm having some problems learning English, and I'd like to ask you for help."
As she spoke, she handed the notebook in her hand to Feng Cheng, her arm trembling slightly, revealing her inner nervousness.
Feng Cheng invited Qin Xuemei to sit down first, then took the notebook and began to read it carefully.
His eyes were focused as he scanned the contents of the notes line by line.
While watching, he explained the problems and solutions to Qin Xuemei.
His voice is low and magnetic.
Every word seemed to have a magical power, drilling into Qin Xuemei's ears.
Qin Xuemei listened attentively from the side, nodding occasionally.
During this process, the two were very close.
Qin Xuemei was so close that she could even feel the heat emanating from Feng Cheng.
The heat seemed to carry a special power, making her heart even more flustered.
Looking at Feng Cheng's handsome profile, Qin Xuemei felt a surge of desire.
Her heart started racing uncontrollably again, and a strange feeling quietly began to grow in her heart.
Like tender shoots breaking through the soil in spring, they are growing wildly.
Feng Cheng also noticed that Qin Xuemei's mind seemed to be elsewhere than on English.
He could feel the girl's breath so close to his face.
The faint fragrance lingered around his nose, and for some reason, Feng Cheng felt a little flustered.
His explanation began to become somewhat disjointed.
Knowledge that I usually take for granted seems somewhat unfamiliar now.
"Feng Cheng!"
Just as the atmosphere became so tense it was almost suffocating, Zhao Tianshan suddenly pushed the door open and entered.
As soon as he entered, he saw Feng Cheng and Qin Xuemei leaning closely together.
The scene was so suggestive that it made his eyes widen instantly.
"I'm sorry, I've come at the wrong time..."
As Zhao Tianshan spoke, he quickly covered his eyes.
As she turned to leave, her hurried steps nearly tripped her on the threshold.
Upon hearing Zhao Tianshan's voice, Feng Cheng and Qin Xuemei both breathed a sigh of relief.
However, after listening to Zhao Tianshan's next words, Feng Cheng knew that Zhao Tianshan had misunderstood.
So he quickly began to explain.
"Old Zhao, things aren't what you think!"
"Comrade Qin Xuemei came to ask me for help with English."
"I see!"
Zhao Tianshan gave Feng Cheng a meaningful look.
His eyes were full of teasing and understanding before he left the dormitory.
"not me……"
Feng Cheng wanted to explain further, but Zhao Tianshan had already reached the door.
Left with no other choice, he had to send Qin Xuemei away first, so he could explain things to Zhao Tianshan alone.
"Comrade Xuemei, um, why don't you go back first?"
"Oh, good!"
Hearing Feng Cheng's words, Qin Xuemei grasped at a straw.
He frantically grabbed the notebook from the table and practically fled.
Her steps were hurried, and the blush on her cheeks spread all the way to her ears.
"Feng Cheng, you're something else!"
Zhao Tianshan looked at Qin Xuemei, who was walking hurriedly, and then turned around and walked to Feng Cheng.
He patted him on the shoulder with a big smile.
"They took down Comrade Xuemei without making a sound?"
His eyes were full of curiosity and gossip.
"Tell me quickly, when did you two start this relationship?"
Zhao Tianshan plopped down in the seat Feng Cheng had just been in, looking at Feng Cheng with great anticipation.
"No, Lao Zhao, it's really not what you think about Xue Mei and I!"
Feng Cheng looked at Zhao Tianshan with a helpless expression, not knowing where to begin, and secretly groaned in his heart.
"By the way, what did you want to see me about?"
Helpless, Feng Cheng had no choice but to awkwardly change the subject.
Looking at Feng Cheng's expression, Zhao Tianshan knew there was definitely something fishy going on.
However, since Feng Cheng had asked what it was about, he immediately straightened his expression and said.
"Xia Gong said that it's almost New Year's Eve, and he wants you to write a few Spring Festival couplets!"
"okay, I get it!"
Hearing Zhao Tianshan's words, Feng Cheng agreed earnestly.
"Anything else?"
"there is none left!"
After Zhao Tianshan left, Feng Cheng sat down at the table.
Looking at the books on seedling cultivation on the table.
The knowledge that usually fascinated him was now completely inaccessible to him.
His mind was constantly filled with images of Qin Xuemei's flushed cheeks and panicked eyes, leaving him in utter turmoil.
He didn't understand why he was so flustered.
It just feels like everything is different today.
On the other side, in the girls' dormitory.
After returning to the girls' dormitory, Qin Xuemei looked at her English notes.
Her mind was filled with the strange feeling of being in the same room with Feng Cheng just now.
Feng Cheng's focused gaze, deep voice, and masculine aura were striking.
They were like scenes from a movie, playing on a loop in her mind.
As she thought about it, a blush returned to Qin Xuemei's cheeks.
Her eyes became somewhat unfocused, as if she was still immersed in that beautiful moment.
"Xuemei, Xuemei!"
Meng Yue's voice suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap, breaking Qin Xuemei's thoughts.
"Ah, what's wrong?"
Hearing Meng Yue's voice, Qin Xuemei snapped out of her daze, her eyes still somewhat unfocused.
"Xuemei, what are you thinking about?"
Seeing her friend's unusual behavior, Meng Yue asked her a question with a face full of curiosity.
She noticed Qin Xuemei's unusual behavior and was filled with doubt.
"No...nothing!"
Qin Xuemei was flustered, kept her head down, and spoke in a whisper, not daring to look Meng Yue in the eye.
Afraid that Meng Yue would see through her thoughts, she unconsciously gripped the notebook in her hands.
Meng Yue could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Qin Xuemei.
However, she didn't expose Qin Xuemei; she just smiled.
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