Chapter 89: Chapter 89: Less Infatuation
Mengmeng, whose lips were covered in cream from stuffing herself with a cream puff, blinked at him with an aggrieved expression, as if silently accusing him of “brutality”!
Seeing her face smeared with cream, Gu Zhihan couldn’t help but lift the corners of his lips and, as if possessed, raised his finger to wipe the corner of her mouth.
It wasn’t until after he had wiped her mouth that he realized what he had just done.
Was he running a fever? He actually helped her wipe her mouth!
Gu Zhihan stiffened for a moment before quickly retracting his hand as if he had been shocked by electricity, and urged her in a forcedly calm voice, “Idiot, hurry up and eat. We have only ten minutes left before we need to start tree planting and weeding on campus!”
Mengmeng quickly swallowed the puffs.
Just as Mengmeng finished eating two puffs, the homeroom teacher walked in through the front door, carrying over thirty saplings in her arms.
As soon as she reached the podium, she immediately raised her hand and pointed at Gu Zhihan, gesturing.
“Class president, come here for a moment, and distribute these saplings to the students.”
“Yes,” Gu Zhihan complied and began to hand out saplings to each student.
Seeing her own husband doing this “grunt work,” Mengmeng couldn’t help but grumble dissatisfiedly from her seat, “Why do they always have to order my husband around?”
In daily life, for any big or small matters, the homeroom teacher either sought out the class president or the class president. Didn’t she know to give him a break?
Were the other class officers just decorations?
“Who else but him? He’s the class president, so it’s only normal for him to do some work,” Lu Zichen said matter-of-factly, his eyes shining with schadenfreude.
No need to doubt, he was the typical type who felt extremely happy when others were in a rough spot!
“Be open-minded. At least your Gu Zhihan holds some authority. With authority comes responsibilities, right? You, as the class president’s wife, should understand this, shouldn’t you?”
Compared to Lu Zichen’s mockery, Tong Mo’s words sounded much more comforting, at least to Mengmeng.
“That makes sense…” The words “class president’s wife” made Mengmeng bloom with joy. She was so elated she didn’t even notice when Gu Zhihan had finished handing out the saplings and returned.
“What are you daydreaming about?”
Seeing her almost drooling, Gu Zhihan couldn’t help but give her a few extra glances.
“Daydreaming about you!”
Being caught mooning over someone by the person she liked would make most girls blush and get flustered, but not Mengmeng!
She admitted it outright!
“…” Gu Zhihan coughed lightly to change the subject, “Stop daydreaming. Didn’t you hear the teacher say it’s time for us to gather outside?”
After reminding her, the young boy picked up his sapling and took a step out, but then, as if remembering something, he turned back, picked up Luo Mengmeng’s sapling as well, and then exited the classroom.
She was so delicate, carrying a sapling down four flights of stairs would probably leave her out of breath.
“You really can’t tell. Although Gu Zhihan is usually silent and indifferent toward you, I didn’t expect him to pamper you so much behind the scenes,” Tong Mo admitted with envy.
Mengmeng boasted proudly, “Keep it low-key, low-key!”
“Psh, so what if he helped carry a tree? That’s pampering?” Lu Zichen simply couldn’t understand the female train of thought, “If that’s the case, I think I pamper Mengmeng quite a bit too!”
He was no less than Gu Zhihan!
“You pamper what?” Tong Mo couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him.
“I often comb her hair and braid it for her during class!” Alright, that was actually just him passing time when he was bored.
“Also, didn’t you see how I’ve been trying hard to rank last in the past few exams? I did that so Mengmeng wouldn’t be the last one, to give her a bit of consolation in her heart!”
Ahh, how could he be so noble! How could he pamper her so much! Truly an outstanding man!
The more Lu Zichen thought about it, the more convinced he was that his love for Mengmeng was true, far surpassing Gu Zhihan by many times!
Mengmeng and Tong Mo couldn’t listen anymore and simultaneously kicked him.
This guy, clearly just killing time during class and not doing well academically, yet had the nerve to talk such nonsense!
Lu Zichen cried out in pain as he hugged his behind.
Walking in front, Gu Zhihan revealed a faint smile.