"If you feel guilty, then you should properly compensate me during this winter break!" Gu Zhihan seized the opportunity to make a demand.
"How should I compensate you?" Luo Mengmeng blinked, suddenly feeling like she had trapped herself.
Gu Zhihan’s lips curled into a smirk, "How about we sleep together?"
"Wow! Gu Zhihan, you are such a hooligan!" Luo Mengmeng’s face instantly blushed, her eyes glaring at him constantly.
Ever since she had looked up "the rites of Zhou" on Baidu, she knew what men and women did when they slept together.
Gu Zhihan’s smirk carried a deeper meaning, "What are you imagining? You’re still young, I would never do anything to you."
At most, he would just hold her and sleep under a quilt with her, nothing more.
"Uh..." Luo Mengmeng suddenly felt awkward and touched her nose.
"Why do you look a bit disappointed?"
"You’re the one who’s disappointed!"
Luo Mengmeng hit him out of annoyance and embarrassment.
"Stop messing around, it’s time to go home." Gu Zhihan smiled and grabbed her hand, leading her towards the parking lot.
The winter break had started, so there was no need to stay at school any longer.
After the winter break, a new semester began.
This time, because Gu Zhihan, Tong Mo, Jiang Yibai, and Lu Zichen all pulled some strings, they ended up in the same class—Class 30.
The homeroom teacher was still Zhuo Wen.
On the first day, to help everyone get to know each other quickly, someone initiated the action of writing down their contact information on a piece of paper to form a group.
When the paper reached Luo Mengmeng, she was about to write down her QQ number and WeChat ID, but then Gu Zhihan snatched the pen from her.
"Such a boring thing, don’t participate in it," he huffed.
"How is leaving contact information boring?" Luo Mengmeng looked at him puzzled, not understanding why it was boring.
Of course, Gu Zhihan didn’t want Luo Mengmeng’s contact information to be taken by others, but his awkward nature wouldn’t let him say such words, so in the end, he simply took the paper in a domineering manner and made a fuss, "If I say it’s boring, then it’s boring!"
After saying that, he threw the paper to the classmate behind them.
"How can you be so overbearing..."
Luo Mengmeng couldn’t help but pout.
Hearing her complaint, Gu Zhihan took it as a compliment rather than shame, "Can’t I be overbearing to my girlfriend?"
"Fine, fine, fine..." Luo Mengmeng couldn’t argue with him and after making a face at him, she lowered her head to look for books to prepare for class.
The next class was history.
The historical lecturer talked about ancient history.
"...In ancient times, women had to adhere to the ’three obediences and four virtues,’ and their feet could not be seen by any man other than their own husband."
Below, Luo Mengmeng, who was initially dozing off, perked up upon hearing this and quickly looked around. Then, she secretly slipped off her shoes and socks.
Afterward, she nudged Gu Zhihan beside her with her finger, "Gu Zhihan, quick, look here!"
"Hmm?" Gu Zhihan looked at her puzzledly and then followed the direction of her finger to look down.
What he saw were the little girl’s feet, as pristine as jade.
The skin on the top of her feet was immaculate and white, the ten little toes slightly curled, with nails that were pink and clean, looking like a work of art, almost irresistible to pick up and play with.
But... why on earth was this girl showing him her feet so mysteriously?
Just as Gu Zhihan was puzzled, he heard Luo Mengmeng say gleefully, "Now that you’ve seen my feet, you’re officially my husband! You have to take responsibility for me!"
Well, she certainly knew how to apply what she learned.
Gu Zhihan broke a sweat and then countered, "When have I ever not been your husband?"
Ever since he decided to be with her, he had made up his mind that he would marry her in the future.
"Put them on quickly." Seeing her feet had turned red from the cold, Gu Zhihan nudged her with his elbow again.
The girl was barefoot in several degrees below zero winter weather without fear of freezing.