I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl Chapter 580: Meeting Point

Chapter 580: Meeting Point

d.a.m.n, why did you suddenly remember something from that long time ago, how long did it take for your reflexes to kick in?

If you were going to hit me, you should have hit me right when you found out I was dating Xiao Qin.

I clutched my cheek and complained: “It’s not completely my fault. It’s because you never believed that I wasn’t gay and even changed in front of me and Peng TouSi. If I didn’t prove it, who knows what else you would have done!”

Xiong YaoYue hesitated for a bit and thought my words were reasonable, so she began to ponder about it.

It was good she was a tomboy who didn’t really think too deeply, if it was someone else they would say: “Then wouldn’t I have believed it if you called Xiao Qin and kissed in front of me?”

I suddenly felt a cold stare shooting towards my back.

It was even more chilly than the morning breeze.

Since we were so close to the cla.s.s leader’s house, I don’t even have to ask to know it’s the cla.s.s leader.

I turned around and saw the cla.s.s leader walking over with a large and a small bag.

Her expression was off as she look both shocked and suspicious.

Not good, the cla.s.s leader must have seen the Xiong YaoYue slap me on the face. It would be fine if Xiong YaoYue punched me since she was always messing around with others, but slapping a dude on the face has a special meaning.

And why am I trying to explain myself to Xiong YaoYue while covering my face, we look like a couple having a fight.

The cla.s.s leader won’t misunderstand, right?

It’s hard to say since Xiong YaoYue once thought Shen ShaoYi and I were a couple. She even warned the cla.s.s leader to not interfere in our relationship.

But then the cla.s.s leader found out Xiong YaoYue was having fun with me, so her previous words was like she was trying to get the cla.s.s leader away from me.

Xiong YaoYue wasn’t thinking as much as me. When she saw the cla.s.s leader coming, she waved her hands happily and ran over to help her carry her stuff.

“Haha, cla.s.s leader, you’re late even though you live so close. You came third, so you could only get bronze.”

After she handed the bag to Xiong YaoYue, the cla.s.s leader swept her fingers through a loft of her hair that was blown by the wind, “I had to make my brother breakfast, so I’m a bit late.”

Then she deliberately used an indifferent att.i.tude to ask: “So how did you two…. come together?”

She looked in another direction as she asked the question as if she didn’t really care whether we answered or not.

“Who said we came together.” Xiong YaoYue moved the small bag to her back, “I was the winner, I was first. Ye Lin was later by at least ten minutes.”

The cla.s.s leader didn’t think Xiong YaoYue would lie, but it didn’t explain why Xiong YaoYue once told the cla.s.s leader to not interfere with my love life.

Ah… I really want to explain myself, but why do misunderstandings keep happening? Did I get possessed by the G.o.d of misunderstandings? But where should I start explaining myself, from the time Xiong YaoYue thought I was gay?

But the reason why Xiong YaoYue thought I was gay was because she heard some rumors from Tang Jiang, then she saw underwear in my pockets and filled in the rest with her imagination.

If Xiong YaoYue blabbers too much and mentions the underwear, then with the cla.s.s leader’s brains, she might be able to connect the dots and realize I was taking back Shu Zhe’s worn underwear.

The only reason the cla.s.s leader forgave us for the time being about the rope model incident was because we said Shu Zhe was only helping me for charity.

The cla.s.s leader has no idea Shu Zhe even wore women’s underwear, and it’s an embarra.s.sing type that even she hasn’t worn before.

But the underwear business wasn’t out in the open, it was all done secretly. It would be hard for the cla.s.s leader to find out by simply browsing our web store.

Who could guess by posting an image of a underwear six times then writing in the comments: “Boss, you should understand.” It would mean Shu Zhe would wear it for three full days, then sent to the customer.

After my dad came back and took over the management again, even that transaction was gone. The customers would find a style they like on our store then directly contact Shu Zhe. I was only responsible for providing the goods and receiving the money, then I would pay Shu Zhe his money.

Are you going to ask why I risk going face to face with the cla.s.s leader’s gun for those tiny profits?

I have no choice. Those perverts who bought the underwear warned me if I stopped they would report my store to the site and say I sold worn underwear to them without even washing it.

d.a.m.n it, they were the ones who begged me not to wash it. Now once I sold one perverted item, I can’t ever stop.

The kiss mark balloon was listed on the web store, but I told my dad it was a charity event. From time to time he would find it weird seeing me stuff a balloon with a red kiss mark on it in a box, but he didn’t think too much about it.

As for the more intense version of the balloon, the kiss mark condom, I didn’t have the time to let Shu Zhe try it as I was busy, plus it was inconvenient with my dad at home.

I’m not actually selling these perverted goods voluntarily, it’s just hard to stop once you get started. In order to ease my conscience, a portion of the profits are always donated to the special education school.

But no matter what, I can’t let the cla.s.s leader discover he brother already now wears women’s underwear 24/7. Once she finds out, I won’t be able to escape and it’s not something I could just claim as for charity.

In summary, I can’t mention why Xiong YaoYue thought I was gay, so I can’t explain the misunderstanding.

Also, what’s wrong with Shu Zhe. He can eat the breakfast his sister made, but he can’t help her out and hold the bags.

“Pa.s.s the bag to me.” I reached out, but the cla.s.s leader shook her head.

“Just take care of the frozen seafood, it’s important so don’t mess it up.”

I heard all the lamb and beef Xiong YaoYue bought with Loud Mouth yesterday all got stored in the huge fridge at Loud Mouth’s house (as expected of a glutton). One of Loud Mouth’s relatives would driver her here and also pick up Zhuang Ni.

Since the cla.s.s leader told everyone to wear their cla.s.s shirts, then she herself would obviously be included too.

She had on the white cla.s.s t-shirt and a pair of navy blue jeans.

The only negative, at least for the cla.s.s leader, was that the shirt was a bit small especially around her bust.

Am I mistaken, but why do I feel like the cla.s.s leader’s b.r.e.a.s.t.s have grown larger.

But 14 is when your body is still growing, so it’s reasonable for you to grow out of your clothes.

I sneaked glances at the cla.s.s leader’s chest with my peripheral vision. But Xiong YaoYue was directly observing the cla.s.s leader’s chest as if she made a new discovery.

“Oh, I got left behind!” Xiong YaoYue then shouted, “Cla.s.s leader, are you drinking milk every day at home! I can’t believe you’ve developed… developed… so vulgar…”

She said in the same tone before when she molested Gong CaCai, then she reached out to touch it.

The cla.s.s leader was holding a bag with both her hands, so she couldn’t stop her. But since her feet were free, she slightly shifted her body and evaded Xiong YaoYue’s claws.

But she wasn’t able to completely evade it.

Perhaps the cla.s.s leader’s b.r.e.a.s.t.s really were a bit larger than before. Plus her tight t-shirt threw off her judgment of distance and Xiong YaoYue’s fingertips brushed over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

The cla.s.s leader’s face flushed red and said: “What are you doing, are you not afraid of me pulling your ears?”

“I’m afraid, of course I’m afraid…” Xiong YaoYue didn’t do it again as she retreated a few steps while covering her ears. She only sighed when she realized the cla.s.s leader didn’t chase after her.

“Strange.” Xiong YaoYue mumbled, “The cla.s.s leader usually never lets me off this easily, why does she seem like she’s lacking energy today?”

Around this time, a silver sedan pulled up. I thought it was Loud Mouth and Zhuang Ni, so I prepared myself, but the girl who walked out was Gong CaiCai.

“h.e.l.lo, h.e.l.lo everyone.” Gong CaiCai carried a floral backpack with a water bottle as she greeted us timidly, “My aunt insisted on dropping me off…”

In the driver’s seat was a woman dressed in a cool attire, it seems she had more ethnic genes in her compared to Gong CaiCai.

She smiled at us (mainly to the cla.s.s leader) and said:

“I’m leaving Cai Cai in your care, make sure she gets home safe.”

“Of course, of course.” Xiong YaoYue answered before the cla.s.s leader could speak. She patted her chest and guaranteed:

“No matter how hard it is, I won’t even let Cai Cai get a single scratch.”

Wait, isn’t that a line from a song? Something like good men won’t let the ones they love even get a single scratch… can you stop treating Gong CaiCai like she’s your wife?

Gong CaiCai was afraid of Xiong YaoYue and walked behind the cla.s.s leader.

It was like she forgot she was wearing trousers and was afraid Xiong YaoYue would lift up her skirt.