Chapter 1089: All my fault—I'm just too soft At that moment, the sound of the classroom bell came drifting from afar. Wang Shiyu immediately grew anxious—missing class wasn't her usual habit. After glancing at Wang Dabao, she urgently said, "It's time for class. If you don't go see the doctor, can't you at least go to class first and talk to me afterward?" Wang Dabao had gone to great lengths to bring Wang Shiyu all the way out to this small grove outside the school. He certainly wouldn't give up so easily. Pretending to be in pain, he replied, "Shiyu, missing one class isn't a big deal—you can make it up later. But I'm in so much pain right now. Look at how swollen I am! You'll have to help me reduce the swelling." Reducing the swelling! Wang Shiyu suddenly realized what Wang Dabao meant. "Did you really mean to reduce the swelling?" Wang Shiyu's face brightened with a smile. Wang Da-pao watched his beloved girl smile at him and immediately nodded. "We need to reduce the swelling," he said. "Otherwise, even if we go to class, the whole class will laugh at us." "Alright," Wang Shi-yu replied with a smile, "I'll take care of the swelling right away. After that, we'll head back to the classroom right away—no matter how late we are, we can't miss class." Her smile, however, now looked rather intimidating, with a clear chill evident in it—something Wang Da-pao hadn't noticed. Wang Dapao saw Wang Shiyu making no move and immediately urged, "Shiyu, do you not know how to help me reduce the swelling?" Wang Shiyu nodded, but said nothing. "Undress me, then bring out your little brother and move your hands back and forth..." Wang Dapao had been so overwhelmed by victory that he hadn't expected a mere sacrifice of his dignity to so effectively win over Wang Shiyu—those fifteen kicks had certainly not been in vain. "Stamp!" Suddenly, Wang Shiyu cut him off mid-sentence, lifting her foot and stomping directly at Wang Dapao's member—this time with full force and clear intent, aiming precisely at his penis. Fortunately, Wang Shiyu had shouted ahead, giving Wang Dapao some mental preparation. As a result, when Wang Shiyu's foot landed on Wang Dapao's shaft, Wang Dapao, who had been closely observing Wang Shiyu's reactions, promptly rolled aside to avoid the blow. "Poetry, what are you doing now? You said you'd help me relieve the swelling, but you haven't exactly done it that way!" Wang Dabao rolled back over two meters, noticing that Wang Shiyu hadn't come after him to give him another scolding. He immediately stood up and called out to her. Yet in his heart, he was thinking—this girl was just too fiery, like a habanero pepper. If she stepped on him with full force, he’d truly be done for. Wang Shiyu stared coldly at Wang Dabao standing two meters in front of her, and with a cold smile replied, "Do you really think I didn't notice? You've clearly been reacting yourself. I thought for sure I'd actually hurt you—now that I think about it, it's just my own softness that's been holding me back. This time, you're absolutely not going to have such good luck. Watch me."