Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Feng He had sharp ears and heard something, so he started to act arrogantly again.

"You are supposed to wash my clothes!"

The veins on Lu Mingyu's forehead were throbbing. He said with a dark face and gritted teeth, "I have clearly rejected you. If it really doesn't work, I can compensate you."

Feng He also got angry and grumbled in dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with helping me wash it? It doesn't matter if you wash your own clothes or mine. It's just one piece of clothing anyway!"

Lu Mingyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and wanted to throw his shirt into the trash can with a gloomy face.

Feng He was so frightened that her facial features turned pale. The original owner of this dress really liked it, and it was very expensive.

Without noticing, he ran off the bed and grabbed Lu Mingyu's hand.

At this time, Lu Mingyu was only one step away from the trash can.

Feng He was obviously relieved. He snatched back his precious shirt and patted it in his arms.

However, he found something wrong... It was really... too quiet.

Not a sound.

Feng He stared with her dark eyes and glanced around in confusion.

He noticed that his three roommates were all looking at him with...unspeakable expressions on their faces.

Ye Xingli is demented. It seems that he will drool in the next second.

Lu Mingyu seemed to have received a great shock, his expression was blank, and he stood there in a daze for a while.

Qi Xu looked a little strange, but he did not take his eyes off Feng He.

Feng He slowly looked down at herself—Ahhhhhhh!

He came down still in his nightgown, and it was such a sexy champagne sling…

The pink collarbone and shoulders were exposed, and a pair of slender white calves stood upright. She was wearing a pair of cartoon yellow cheese slippers, and her pink and shiny toes were cutely curled together.

Feng He looked up at the sky sadly, with an expression as if he wanted to die.

He is so young... and he is already dead.

"Fuck..."

The tense situation ended with Ye Xingli cursing inwardly.

Lu Mingyu looked stiffly at Feng He's slender white fingers that had been holding his wrist tightly.

The nail bed is smooth and pink, and the fingertips are soft and delicate...

Feng He immediately shook him off, her pretty lips trembling as she said tremblingly, "You...if you don't want to wash, then don't wash...I can wash it myself."

Lu Mingyu then moved, and he watched Feng He's actions without any expression.

Feng He took the clothes and wanted to get on the bed.

Ye Xingli's ears suddenly turned red as he said, "I can help you wash it."

Feng He: “…Huh?”

Ye Xingli took the white shirt from Feng He's hand without waiting for his decision.

Feng He was in a hurry to go to bed and didn't bother to say anything.

He was as anxious as a monkey and climbed onto the bed.

She breathed a sigh of relief only when he closed the curtains again and lay down on the bed.

The dormitory was completely silent at this moment. Just now there were sounds of people playing games and typing on the keyboard. Now there was nothing.

Feng He lay on the bed, covering her mouth and wanting to cry, wuwawawa, it felt so miserable.

Now everyone in the dorm knows about my fetish, I want to die.

[…I honestly…didn’t expect you to jump down just now.]

Feng He glanced at the system with resentment and said, "You clearly knew that your condition was inappropriate at that time, why didn't you remind me?"

【You moved too fast.】

Excuses are all excuses!

Feng He began to cry, and her tiny sobs were hidden in his palm.

As he was crying, his phone suddenly vibrated and a message popped up.

Feng He took a look at her phone with tearful eyes.

It was a WeChat message sent to him by Lu Mingyu.

Lu Mingyu: I’m sorry, my behavior just now was too aggressive... Don’t cry.

Feng He was stunned when she saw this sentence. What?

How did he know I was crying?

Before he could react, another WeChat message alerted him.

Ye Xingli: Fenghe, you...don’t be sad, we won’t tell anyone.

Only Qi Xu didn’t send it to him.

Feng He: “…”

[Do you really think the bed curtains are soundproof? The dormitory is so quiet right now that any noise you make can be heard.]

Feng He wanted to die again.

His slender white fingers tapped the keyboard tremblingly, replying one by one.

Feng He responded to Lu Mingyu viciously: It's all because of you that things have become like this! If apologies are useful, what do we need the police for?

To Ye Xingli: Yeah.

It took Lu Mingyu a long time to reply, as if he was speechless. Feng He was tired of crying and almost fell asleep.

Lu Mingyu: Then what do you want to do?

Feng He tilted his head and thought for a while, then replied: Please compensate me for some mental damages.

I just happened to be short of money for food recently, so I can take this opportunity to make some big money.

Feng He smiled maliciously.

There was no response from Lu Mingyu for a long time. Feng He also knew that her request was too outrageous and she didn't think it would succeed.

So I fell asleep like that.

Before going to bed, he did not forget to ask the system: "Now the person who helps me wash clothes has changed to Ye Xingli, is it still completed?"

【Calculate. 】

Ok... time to sleep...

The next day, Feng He overslept in the morning and changed into normal clothes before getting out of bed.

After getting out of bed, I saw a steaming hot breakfast on my table, which included buns and soy milk.

Feng He's eyes lit up.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I sat at the table and started eating.

Haha, the buns in school are quite delicious.

The soy milk has a mellow taste, and the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth after one sip.

Feng He was full and squinted her eyes with a look of happiness.

[Seeing you were enjoying your meal, I didn’t remind you just now. If you don’t go to the classroom now, you will miss the 8am class.]

Feng He was shocked and said, "What! I have breakfast today?"

【Um. 】

Feng He immediately busied herself checking the class schedule and getting her books.

While working in a hurry, he cursed: "Why didn't you remind me?"

【…】

Feng He ignored the system's answer and walked out of the dormitory angrily with her schoolbag on her back.

He finally arrived at the classroom a few seconds before eight o'clock.

Feng He patted his chest and, under everyone's gaze, quietly chose a seat and sat down.

There is also a buddy next to Fenghe.

The guy kept staring at him.

After Feng He put down the book, that gaze was still there.

He rolled his eyes somewhat impatiently.

Just as he was about to turn around and say something to him, he found that everyone's eyes seemed to be drifting towards him.

Feng He immediately became nervous.

"System, why are they all looking at me?"

【Because you are pretty. 】

Feng He's face fell and he said, "I'm serious."

[I am serious. The original owner has always been a popular figure in school because she is so beautiful.]

Feng He: “…”

Feng He had no choice but to ignore the other vague glances.

Start the lesson seriously.

After finishing the morning classes in a daze, Feng He decided to go and take a look at her rental house.

He estimated that he would be moving in soon, so he went to buy some things first.

Following the system navigation to the rental house, Feng He found that it was not far from the school.

The rental house is very small, with only one room and a bathroom.

Feng He used most of the space in the room to store clothes and skirts.

All that was left was a narrow single bed and a table.

It’s pretty good, at least it’s enough space for him to broadcast live.

Fenghe decided to move her things here slowly.

If he were to move all the things in his dormitory at once, he would be exhausted to death.

Feng He locked the door and returned to the dormitory. It seemed that she would have to stay in the dormitory for a few more days.

Even though it was extremely embarrassing.