Chapter 1332: A Mess of Confusion Finally able to step away from the tender embrace that had stirred ripples of warmth within her, Zhao Feiyan found herself overwhelmed with bashfulness. As she recalled the flustered thoughts and physical reactions that had surged through her while nestled in Lu Yun’s arms, she didn’t pause to speak with him. Instead, she mounted her bicycle and dashed off toward the school. Walking along, Lu Yun strolled back to the classroom. Fortunately, the teacher hadn't arrived yet; otherwise, he'd have to explain himself. If the teacher were particularly strict, he might even be asked to stand. As he passed by Zhao Feiyan, Lu Yun glanced at her with a rather intimate look, making Zhao Feiyan blush and quickly lower her head, using her book to hide her embarrassment. Lu Yun smiled to himself, recalling the brief fifteen minutes he'd spent outside the school. He thought, holding her felt really nice. When he returned to his seat, Wang Shiyu was already sitting in the spot that used to be hers. Although her seat had been swapped with the one belonging to the student known as "Wang Fei Ji" (the one who always leans with her chicken), Wang Shiyu always managed to return to her original seat whenever it wasn't during that student's class. Disturbed by the ancient-dress figures in his dreams, restless all night, and having fought fiercely with Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaing all evening, Lu Yun finally felt a sense of weariness, sitting down beside Wang Shiyu with puffy, panda-like eyes. "Lu Yun, how come your eye circles are so dark? Did you not sleep well last night?" Wang Shiyu had been waiting for Lu Yun all along, but he had been slow to arrive. Now, seeing him with thick, dark circles under both eyes, she asked with concern once he settled down. In his heart, Lu Yun sighed with quiet amusement—having been kept awake all night, entirely occupied with fussing over Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaing, where could he possibly have slept well? Though he thought this, he smiled warmly and said, "I probably stayed up late last night thinking about some future plans—nothing to worry about." As he spoke, he gently squeezed Shiyu's thigh just below the table. Touched unexpectedly by Lu Yun's gentle grasp, Wang Shiyu's body shivered like electricity ran through her, and then, this fiery, outspoken young woman turned sharply to glare at Lu Yun, murmuring in a low tone, "Just behave yourself—class is in session." Lu Yun chuckled, "That's right—only during class can I really get a chance to move around. Now, tell me, haven't I been giving you enough attention these past few days? Have you missed me at all?" With a slight disdain, Wang Shiyu looked down her nose at Lu Yun, saying, "Who in their right mind would be like you—some kind of brainwashed, overly romantic fool, always thinking about such intimate matters." Though her words carried clear scorn, Wang Shiyu's heart was clearly at odds with her words. After all, she had just recently experienced the delightful pleasure of such private moments—what could she possibly say that she didn't want it? Yet, no matter how bold and direct she was, she still maintained the usual modesty of a young woman. Even if she wanted to, she simply wouldn't admit it face-to-face. "Then, you really don't miss me?" "Lu Yun chuckled awkwardly and whispered, 'Then, since you're not keen on it, after class I'll find some time to make up to Xiao Yu. It's been a while now since I last spent quality time with her—I wonder if she's developed any new charms since before.' Facing Lu Yun's rather unseemly remarks, Wang Shiyu felt a sudden jolt in her heart. Though her relationship with Liang Hongyu had remained strong, close as sisters, women generally tend to be a bit jealous. Upon hearing Lu Yun's words, Wang Shiyu immediately turned pale, glaring fiercely at him, her white teeth pressing hard against her full, vibrant lips—so intense that she seemed on the verge of bleeding from the pressure. 'Come on, darling,' Lu Yun hadn't expected such a strong reaction, watching her determined expression, and immediately felt pained, urging gently, 'Alright, alright—just pretend I said nothing at all. Our Shiyu is the best. After class, I'll make sure to treat you well!' "Wang Shiyu spat out a stream of air, pouting, 'Who cares about your gentle touches?' The magical hand began to wander again, lingering over Shiyu's legs. Lu Yun seemed to have fully grasped the little chili's temperament and didn't mind her resentful tone—she simply carried on with what she had to do. This time, instead of scolding Lu Yun, Shiyu picked up her textbook, held it against her face, and gently closed her eyes, as if truly enjoying Lu Yun's caresses. Not long after, the teacher finally arrived—Yang Yanping's class. After a brief remark about the study period, Yang Yanping began to meander aimlessly around the classroom with a listless air. When Yang Yanping entered the classroom, Lu Yun, under Shiyu's firm request, finally withdrew his hand that had been gently exploring the sensitive area between Shiyu's legs, through her clothes. Yet Lu Yun had absolutely no mind for reading. Though his eyes were fixed on the textbook, his mind was a tangled mess. He had repeatedly told himself not to worry unnecessarily—since no solution had yet emerged, he should simply relax, focus on class, and enjoy the serene, pleasant life of being surrounded by beautiful women. But as soon as Lu Yun settled down, his mind seemed to be under a spell: the image of the ancient-style little figure kept popping up, tormenting him until he was on the verge of going mad. Even Yang Yanping, who had stood behind him for a long time, went unnoticed. As for Lu Yun's response, Yang Yanping didn't deliberately put him to the test—she merely looked at him with a lingering sense of resentment, as if blaming him for not having visited her office during all this time, let alone using his "giant burger" to win over this stunning beauty. "I heard you've taken over the convenience store outside the school. That's great, but don't forget about your studies either. Try to go to bed earlier in the evenings, all right?" After saying this, she didn't linger any longer by Lu Yun's side, but gracefully walked toward the lectern.