The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star Chapter 129
Translated by Pure (ko-fi)
Chapter 129 Am I too fierce? (1)
Wen Yantong was sitting on the couch, which had layers of luxurious plush quilts on top, making it super soft to lay on. At the same time, she was holding a soft blanket in her arms.
The couch was no longer the same narrow couch that could barely hold one person, but a wider couch with gold-plated carvings. On this spacious couch, Wen Yantong no longer had to worry about falling to the ground when rolling over.
Chi Jingxi was taking a bath while Wen Yantong sat and waited. After endless contemplation, she still couldn't figure out why Chi Jingxi was so unhappy with her moving out of his dormitory.
Wasn’t he against the idea of her living here previously? When he initially found out that she had been living here, his face became as black as the bottom of a pot. He definitely had the urge to beat her up for it... So how come he was unhappy when she took the initiative to move out?
Gosh! He’s so difficult to please!
Wen Yantong continued to sit in a daze when she suddenly heard a movement at the door. She looked up and saw Chi Jingxi walk in while wearing a snow-white mink fur cloak.
Wen Yantong’s eyes light up.
Whenever they met in public, Chi Jingxi would usually tie his long hair in a high bun situated with a jade crown or a hairpin. However, now that he just washed his hair, the hair was hanging loosely without any ornaments. The droplets left on his skin highlighted his paleness, contrasting his dark eyes and brows.
Chi Jingxi’s handsome face was full of laziness. Barefoot, he took slow strides into the room and casually threw the snow-white cloak to the side. He was wearing a nightgown underneath, and the dark blue fabric skin caused his skin to look almost white.
Wen Yantong swallowed quietly and glanced at her own hands. Hmmm… looks just as white.
His personal attendant stepped forward, ready to dry his hair with a towel. Without a second word, Wen Yantong quickly got up, snatched the towel from the boy's hand, and went up to wipe Chi Jingxi's hair with a smile.
Chi Jingxi touched the wet hair on his forehead. The more he watched, the more he felt that Wen Yantong's smile had malicious intentions, so he asked a little warily, "Drop that pretentious act, what do you want?"
Wen Yantong pretended to be heartbroken, "Little Marquis, your words are so hurtful! Not to mention the fact that you had me dragged here to copy words for half the night, now you’re calling me pretentious for helping you dry your hair?..."
Chi Jingxi didn't fall for her act at all. He sneered and sat down on the couch, "Stop beating around the bush."
Wen Yantong also sat down. She continued to rub his long black hair and replied, "Isn't it because of the Little Marquis’ call out of nowhere? I was going to boil water before I was suddenly dragged here..."
Chi Jingxi listened halfway when he interrupted, "For what reason did you want to boil water for?"
Wen Yantong was caught off guard for a moment when she replied, "It was too cold, so I wanted to boil water to soak my feet."
Chi Jingxi pondered for a moment, then raised his voice, "Bring in a pot of hot water."
It happened so fast that Wen Yantong didn't have time to refuse, so after a short while, a servant came in with hot water. Chi Jingxi pointed at it and commanded, "Soak it now."
She actually had other intentions, but seeing that the pot of hot water had already been delivered, Wen Yantong naturally wouldn't refuse this gesture. Raising her trouser, she tested the temperature of the water with her toe before completely submerging her feet in the water.
A comfortable sigh came from the bottom of her heart. People who don't soak their feet will never realize how comfortable it was to soak their feet in winter.
Seeing her squinting her eyes with joy, Chi Jingxi’s expression also softened a lot. He then asked the servant to continue to dry his hair.
After enjoying the soak for a bit, Wen Yantong spoke up again, "Little Marquis, I haven't finished my words just now..."
Chi Jingxi glanced at her, "Say everything in one breath, stop dawdling around like a girl."
Wasn’t it all because you interrupted me just now? If it weren't for this pot of hot water, she would have finished talking!
Wen Yantong resisted the urge to kick the pot, and said, "Because I left so suddenly, my roommate Zhang Jieran may not have known I left. How about..."
Chi Jingxi’s face immediately sank, "Do you want to go back?"
His expression was back to its usual fierceness.
Wen Yantong immediately shook her head like a rattle. "No, no! I just want to ask the Little Marquis to help me and send someone to deliver a message back. This way Zhang Jieran won't be anxious when he realizes I haven't returned after so long."
Chi Jingxi's expression eased as he lightly replied, "All right, I’ll have it done."
Wen Yantong wiped her feet silently as she inwardly wondered: How come she felt as if she had been kidnapped?
When Chi Jingxi's hair was half dry, he got up and walked around the room casually. He would either pour water for himself or touch xiqin hanging by the wall.
Although many of Chi Jingxi's things were moved into this room, it still couldn't conceal Wen Yantong's past presence. So much so that Chi Jingxi even changed some of his habits.
For example, Wen Yantong liked to tie duck feathers, sachets, and other small trinkets by the doors in the inner room. It looked aesthetically pleasing, and at the same time, when walking past it, one could smell the fragrance, the light aroma was very comforting. Chi Jingxi had never been in the habit of decorating his doors like that, but after seeing these, he ordered a servant to take down the floral scents on them and replace them with the sachets he was used to smelling.
Regardless, Chi Jingxi would nitpick whenever he saw things that Wen Yantong hadn't taken away. At this time, he pointed to xiqin and lectured, "Since you want to move out, why are these things still here to occupy my eyes?"
Wen Yantong was very innocent, "I put all these things in the box in the corner. Who took them out again?"
Chi Jingxi snorted coldly, "Nevertheless, you still hadn’t taken it away."
Wen Yantong had no choice but to run over and take the xiqin off the wall. "Then I'll hide it first and take it away tomorrow morning. I guarantee that the Little Marquis will never see it in the future."
Chi Jingxi's expression became even more unhappy. He reached out and grabbed the other end of xiqin. Wen Yantong pulled it back, but Chi Jingxi refused to let go. The two tugged back and forth for a while, but because she was afraid of breaking the expensive qin, Wen Yantong was the one to relent in the end. When she let go, she then saw Chi Jingxi placing it back on the wall again.
He didn’t bother to say anything else. Maintaining his long-face, Chi Jingxi walked into the study.
What is up with his bipolarism??
Wen Yantong was baffled, but she didn’t dare to ask him to clarify. Helpless, she could only go back to sitting on her couch.
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