I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl Chapter 300 – Brother Waiting For His Meal

Perhaps it was to lessen the awkward atmosphere, Chen YingRan pointed to a banana with some black spots that was sitting on the treatment table and said:

“Do you want a banana?”

“No thanks.” I wasn’t in the right mood to act so leisurely.

Chen YingRan covered her mouth and laughed: “Don’t worry, I washed it properly.”

Do you even need to wash a banana? You can eat it right away after peeling it. What exactly did you do with the banana?

After a while, Chen YingRan finally finished applying the normal medicine on the cla.s.s leader’s injuries. The cla.s.s leader laid on the bed a while to rest, but no matter what, she refused to return with me.

Is she afraid I would carry her again? Do you think there would be a lecher outside waiting for you now that the area below your knees are bare?

“Can you tell Xiao Xiong…. no, tell Geng YuHong to come here.” the cla.s.s leader ordered, but she was not looking at me.

“Can you also tell her to bring my bag along. You can leave now.”

What, are you leaving early because of your injury? I thought you said your injury wasn’t a big deal. Or are you unable to show your face because I carried you across the schoolyard?

It turns out I was mistaken, the cla.s.s leader was stronger than I believed. The reason why she wanted Loud Mouth to bring her bag was because she wanted to change out of her blood-stained gym uniform.

When I met her again, she was wearing her school uniform skirt she wore this morning. She also recovered the calmness and confidence that belongs to a cla.s.s leader.

But the bandages on the cla.s.s leader’s fingers wasn’t a big deal… I mentioned before that because the cla.s.s leader’s legs were too long, the school skirt that’s supposed to be under the knees, ended up above the knees for her. With the addition of the bandages on her knees, it makes you have bad thoughts.

Eunuch Cao, who didn’t learn his lesson, ran in front of the cla.s.s leader after cla.s.s and asked with a solemn expression:

“Cla.s.s leader, I… I want to ask… when you enter the cla.s.sroom, are you more used to using the back or the front door? Since your seat is so close to the back door, you should like using the back door more. Does that mean compared to the front, you like it more from the back?”

The cla.s.s leader, who was already in a bad mood, put both her elbows on the desk and put her fingertips together. Then she commanded in a gloomy but clear voice:

“Xiong YaoYue, drag Cao JingShen out and give him a beating.”

The cla.s.s leader usually calls her “Xiao Xiong” at her request, but when she called her whole name, Xiong YaoYue knew the cla.s.s leader was really angry.

But to any girl, giving Eunuch Cao a beating would be a form of entertainment (Eunuch Cao wouldn’t hit back and his body of fat wouldn’t hurt your hands). That’s why Xiong YaoYue was delighted to hear her order and Loud Mouth followed her when she was dragging Eunuch Cao out of the cla.s.sroom.

“Count me in.” Loud Mouth rolled up her sleeves and revealed her thick and nutritious arms.

The cla.s.s leader added in from behind:

“Find someplace with n.o.body around. Don’t let the headteacher see.”

After she sentenced Eunuch Cao, she turned around to look at me as if I was the culprit for all evil in the world.

If was like if she got rid of me, then she would be able to solve the food shortages in Africa and reach world peace to create a brand new chapter in history.

I’m not that important. If you have the time to watch me, you might as well keep an eye on Shenzhou-11. I heard my dad was watching a live stream from his hotel room. He was extremely excited because he had old cla.s.smates who were involved.

“Boo hoo (gt;_lt;)…. the secondary female protagonist is too sly.”

Xiao Qin was next to me fiddling with her pencil. I wasn’t sure if she was talking about character designs or the cla.s.s leader.

“She actually tripped on purpose so she could be carried by Ye Lin cla.s.smate. Next time, she’ll probably purposely fall on top of Ye Lin cla.s.smate’s bed. I have to take action, should I also partic.i.p.ate in PE…”

Xiao Qin turned towards me and said with a smile:

“Ye Lin cla.s.smate, since it’s Friday, let’s have a romantic candlelight dinner after school, my treat.”

I held up a finger up to my mouth to tell her to be quiet so Niu ShiLi wouldn’t hear.

“Hey, you’re my secret girlfriend, did you forget you have to keep it a secret that we’re dating.”

Xiao Qin pouted, “But it’s been so long. It’s tiring to always keep it a secret.”

“…besides my mom already knows about our relationship, even the hemorrhoid warrior from the cast knows.”

Is the hemorrhoid warrior Kyle, the one who’s infatuated with warrior culture and has the word hemorrhoid tattooed on his arm? It seems you really like giving others nicknames.

“That’s not the same.” I said, “Auntie Ren is not an outsider. As for Kyle, he’s a foreigner, he’s too much of an ‘outsider’, it doesn’t matter if he knows… anyways pay attention when we’re at school.”

Xiao Qin lowered her head and became silent.

I suddenly became aware that the one I didn’t want to find out was the cla.s.s leader.

If Niu ShiLi heard conclusive evidence, he would tell the cla.s.s leader. What would happen if she stops our relationship because I was already taken?

Wait, didn’t I want to start a harem? If I’m to become a man with a harem, why should I worry about my concubines’ opinions? Wouldn’t a ton of cute girls hurl themselves at me once I release my kingly aura?

“Ye Lin, choose me tonight.”

“No, he should choose me, he’s already been at your place for two nights in a row.”

“Stop fighting, it’s embarra.s.sing… why don’t we all do it together.”

Ah, and so on and so on, but in the end, it’s still just a delusion.

Since Xiao Qin mentioned dinner, I thought about how the cla.s.s leader wouldn’t be able to cook with her injured hand. Shu Zhe can’t do anything but eat, so what would they eat tonight? I heard the cla.s.s leader is vehemently opposed to takeout, would she actually try and cook with her injuries?

I ignored my acting girlfriend Xiao Qin to carry out some neglect play, then I purposely walked in front of the cla.s.s leader’s desk while sneaking glances at Xiao Qin. I wanted to know if my womanizer plan has any effect.

“Cla.s.s leader, what are you eating tonight?” I stared at her injured hand.

“It’s none of your business.” The cla.s.s leader responded coldly.

“You can order takeout.” I suggested, “Even though it wouldn’t taste as good as your cooking, it would still fill Shu Zhe’s belly.”

“Takeout is unhygienic. It’s still better to make it yourself if you could.”

It looks like the cla.s.s leader is being stubborn again. If I never suggested to order takeout, then she might have actually ordered takeout with her brother for the first time. But now that I mentioned it, she might force herself to cook.

So I shrugged and said, “Why don’t I go to your house and cook for you guys?”