Don't You Like Me Chapter Ch92 - [Extra: Wang Tiantian] Ah, boyfriend.

Chapter Ch92 - [Extra: w.a.n.g Tiantian] Ah, boyfriend.

Translator: reiyu; Editor: GlitteryPanda

Double update since we missed last week, sorry!

w.a.n.g Zhuo turned and glared at He Hao like a puffed-up little animal.

He Hao was already looking at him; who knew since when. He held his head high, his gaze pa.s.sing over the student in front of him to fall directly on w.a.n.g Zhuo’s face. Seeing w.a.n.g Zhuo’s red face and remembering w.a.n.g Zhuo and Lin Feiran looking down and using their phone at the same time, He Hao guessed the gist of what had happened. His eyes crinkled as he smiled indulgently.

He was not as handsome as Gu Kaifeng, who could be picked out of a crowd in an instant, but he was good-looking, and seemed to get better-looking the more one looked at him. His eyes seemed darker than that of the average person, and when he smiled, he seemed very gentle.

w.a.n.g Zhuo was shaken by his smile and turned his head back with a whoosh.

He could not sit still. His thoughts were in disarray, as if a typhoon had just pa.s.sed through. He anxiously rubbed the tip of his nose, crumpled up He Hao’s note again and kept it held in his hand.

Right then, the wind blew the window blinds beside w.a.n.g Zhuo and the blazing sunlight fell through the gap to land on him. The hot afternoon light was like a flame; it secretly lit up something unspeakable which set He Hao on fire, burning so hot that his body p.r.i.c.kled all over.

“Whoo…” w.a.n.g Zhuo exhaled heavily, then resolutely opened the paper wad and added a line ‘I’m not absorbing anything.’

Then w.a.n.g Zhuo tossed the paper wad back to He Hao.

Very quickly, the paper wad flew back. w.a.n.g Zhuo opened it and saw ‘What’s happened to Baby?’

w.a.n.g Zhuo felt his body burning even hotter. Nervously, he bit his pen, then braced himself and put pen to paper as if he was writing a declaration of war. ‘Papa, the ghost has possessed me again. Go out and help me exorcise it?’

Actually, he was not possessed. He was infatuated.

w.a.n.g Zhuo tossed the paper wad back. Due to nerves, his hand trembled, and it flew to the side and landed right on Lin Feiran’s face.

w.a.n.g Zhuo: “d.a.m.n it.”

Gu Kaifeng: “……”

Lin Feiran wordlessly tossed the paper wad to He Hao. “&#k2026;&#k2026;”

Seeing that the teacher was not in cla.s.s for the last self-study period, Gu Kaifeng took the chance to rub Lin Feiran’s face, then warned in a voice that was low, yet the whole cla.s.s could hear, “I’m telling the teacher that someone’s flirting in cla.s.s.”

w.a.n.g Zhuo, red-faced, cursed, “Pot calling the kettle black. f.u.c.k.”

The students laughed uproariously.

He Hao sat up straight and glanced at the small window on the cla.s.sroom’s rear door. After confirming that Old Zheng was not observing them from the rear door, he got up and walked out. As he pa.s.sed by w.a.n.g Zhuo in the third row from the end, he tapped on the edge of w.a.n.g Zhuo’s desk with a finger.

w.a.n.g Zhuo understood. Against his usually mischievous nature, he followed He Hao out like a shy wife.

Their cla.s.smates watched them leave the cla.s.sroom, then remembered Gu Kaifeng saying ‘someone’s flirting in cla.s.s’, and immediately were abuzz with chatter. w.a.n.g Zhuo, who was pa.s.sing by the podium, slapped the podium with a grin. “Study hard! What are you all talking about!”

‘Shh’s erupted from the cla.s.s, then w.a.n.g Zhuo skipped out of the cla.s.sroom. He Hao was standing in the doorway with his arms folded. Seeing him come out, he asked, “Are you possessed again?”

w.a.n.g Zhuo lied through his teeth. “Yeah. Help me fulfill my wishes or I’ll sit on the ground and cry.”

He Hao laughed quietly and said, “Wait.”

Although there were less than ten minutes to the end of cla.s.s, they were still playing truant, and it was not safe to stand talking in the corridor. He Hao took w.a.n.g Zhuo by the wrist and led him out of the building. When they had run behind the building, He Hao looked back but did not let go of w.a.n.g Zhuo’s hand. He asked, “What are your wishes?”

w.a.n.g Zhuo told a lie even a ghost would not believe. “I’m Baby w.a.n.g right now.”

He Hao nodded, playing along. “Mm. What wishes does Baby w.a.n.g have?”

w.a.n.g Zhuo was so thick-faced he held out both arms to He Hao, like he wanted to be hugged. Like a child, he whined, “I want a hug.”

He Hao said nothing more. He stepped forward and hugged him tightly, caressing w.a.n.g Zhuo’s slender back with a hand through the thin material of his white uniform shirt. With a smile, he said, “And what else?”

Before w.a.n.g Zhuo could reply, He Hao said, “Do you want a kiss?”

w.a.n.g Zhuo said nothing but his heart started beating furiously, out of control.

He Hao felt w.a.n.g Zhuo’s heartbeat for a while, then backed away, putting some s.p.a.ce between them, then said, “Even if you don’t want one, I do.”

As if afraid w.a.n.g Zhuo would run away, he caught hold of w.a.n.g Zhuo’s chin, tilted his head to one side, closed his eyes, and kissed him.

Their lips brushed for a moment, then w.a.n.g Zhuo belatedly opened his mouth slightly to allow He Hao’s intrusion. His eyes were still open, in a daze, staring at He Hao’s face inches away as if he did not know him.

“Baby, close your eyes.” He Hao kissed him for a while, then opened his eyes. Seeing w.a.n.g Zhuo staring at him with a silly expression, his heart went soft. He reached out to touch w.a.n.g Zhuo’s eyelids.

w.a.n.g Zhuo let He Hao shut his eyes, then licked his lips and said, “You taste like strawberries.”

“Mm.” He Hao’s lips lingered near w.a.n.g Zhuo’s and when he spoke w.a.n.g Zhuo could feel his movements. “I guessed I might kiss you, so I chewed gum before leaving the cla.s.sroom.

w.a.n.g Zhuo: “…”

He had been roommates with He Hao for a year and a half and had not realized He Hao was actually ‘Schemer Hao’!

He Hao’s next words solidified his moniker ‘Schemer Hao’. “I remember you like strawberry flavor.”

w.a.n.g Zhuo was impressed. “I didn’t see you spit out the chewing gum.”

He Hao: “I swallowed it.”

w.a.n.g Zhuo really did not know what to say.

“That…” w.a.n.g Zhuo felt He Hao’s arm encircling his waist. Unwilling to show weakness, he caught hold of He Hao in return and confirmed, “Do you like me?”

He Hao raised his eyebrows. “Aren’t you Baby w.a.n.g?”

w.a.n.g Zhuo was speechless. “…”

He Hao stopped teasing and said seriously, “I like you. I’ve liked you for a long time. What about you?”

w.a.n.g Zhuo was embarra.s.sed. “I don’t know. I only realized in the last few days.”

He Hao pinched his face, both angry and amused. “Idiot.”

w.a.n.g Zhuo scratched his nose nervously. “Probably quite some time, too. I just didn’t realize it. When you hugged me and sang to me a few nights ago, the more I thought about it the more I… that… so I thought it was a bit strange.

He Hao followed up, “The more you thought about it the more you… what?”

w.a.n.g Zhuo was a little distraught. “I couldn’t help thinking about those few events, and kept tossing and turning and thinking about it, and then I…”

He Hao: “Then what?”

w.a.n.g Zhuo got more and more distraught. “Then… just that.”

He Hao: “Just what?”

w.a.n.g Zhuo was thoroughly distraught. “He Ritian, are you a guy or not! Do I need to spell it out so clearly! Have you never gotten hard before?”

He Hao got his wish and was extremely satisfied. He laughed wickedly, then kissed the corner of w.a.n.g Zhuo’s mouth. “Often, when I think about you.”

w.a.n.g Zhuo’s gaze flashed and he roughly changed the subject. “Mm… then we, are we dating now?”

“Right.” He Hao’s voice carried a trace of possessiveness perhaps even he did not notice. He said leisurely, “I’m your boyfriend, and you’re my boyfriend.”

w.a.n.g Zhuo nodded. “We’re each other’s boyfriends.”

w.a.n.g Zhuo exclaimed, “I actually have a boyfriend. What a surprise. How thrilling.”

w.a.n.g Zhuo poked He Hao. “Ah, boyfriend.”

w.a.n.g Zhuo said, “Boyfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend. Let me call you that for a while and get used to it.”

He Hao tilted his head and shut w.a.n.g Zhuo’s motor mouth with his own.

He had wanted to do this for a very long time.