Chapter Eighty-four: Drinking Milk Makes You Smart

  Yin Teng Ye was pulled by her with great force, losing his balance and falling directly onto her body.

  The hand that was caught was pressed against Vivian's chest, she couldn't help but cry out in surprise, feeling the pressure on her chest, and awkwardly pursed her lips, quickly releasing her own hand.

  Yin Teng Ye hastily moved her hand away, lowering the center of gravity of her body, and could only use her hands to prop herself up on either side of her, while her face was even closer to hers, her lips almost touching the tip of her nose.

  At such a distance, Yin Tengye was also startled, staring with his eyes wide open, his gaze fixed on her forehead and not daring to glance around. Suddenly, the scene in which they almost kissed in the classroom earlier appeared in his mind.

  His heartbeat became uncontrollably chaotic, as if a hot air was slowly churning inside his body, as if it were about to boil.

  Xiao Wei tightly pursed her lips, and due to his oppression, she stiffened all over, feeling the breath from his nose, but instead couldn't breathe. With great difficulty, she slowly turned her head, avoiding his face, and forcibly opened her dry, almost stuck-together lips.

  "Hey, Young Master Yin, shouldn't you get up now?"

  Yin Teng Ye blinked twice, propped up his arms, and moved his body away from hers, but he didn't intend to get up.

  The distance opened up, the air circulated, Xiao Wei took a deep breath and felt much more comfortable, but saw his hand right in front of her eyes. She glanced at him sideways and found that he was staring at her, so she hastily withdrew her gaze.

  Due to the distance, Yīn Téngyè saw her face more clearly, looking at her flustered expression and the disheveled hair scattered on her cheek. He couldn't help but lift his right hand, gently hooking his fingers through her hair to tidy it up for her.

  The touch of his fingertips made her facial cells **in an instant**, and as his fingers slid over, her cheeks gradually became stiff.

  "What is Young Master Yin doing? Why do I suddenly feel like my heart is tightening up. What's going on, my whole body feels numb and I can't move."

  Just as she was anxious and depressed, he suddenly spoke up: "Hey, look at me."

  Huh? Looking at him? It's already embarrassing enough, and I still have to look at him! How can I look, my neck is stiff and I'm completely frozen!!

  She moved her round and bright eyeballs, forcing them to slant to one side to look at him, but saw that he was black-faced, with his eyebrows furrowed, and a fierce aura in his eyes.

  "I want you to look at me straight in the face, not sideways glaring at me." He pinched her chin, turning her face straight.

  Their eyes met, and their gazes converged. Xiaowei looked at him with a gradually softening gaze, feeling inexplicably shy, and still avoided her own line of sight.

  "Look at me, don't look away." He gazed seriously at her face, muttering to himself as if he was saying out loud the things he had hidden in his heart.

  "You want me to watch you do what? And now it's like this, it's so weird. I'm going back to my own room."

  She struggled to catch her breath, and as she tried to get up, Yin Tingye pressed down on her shoulder, staring at her intensely. He leaned in close, his lips almost touching hers.

  Xiao Wei hastily closed her eyes, bit her lower lip and turned away, looking very tense.

  His thin lips stopped just above her cheek, a mere millimeter away from kissing her. He puckered up his lips and gave a sly, wicked smile as he stood up and said, "Not bad reaction."

  "Huh? What's going on?" Xiao Wei shrunk her body and opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten up, so she immediately sprang up as well, leaning towards the door and keeping a distance from him.

  "You'd better not sleep too soundly at night, I'm telling you, it's possible that someone might sneak into your room and do something like what just happened." Yin Tongye said with a straight face, pretending to be serious, without any hint of joking.

  She was startled by her words, and Xiao Wei hastily retreated two steps, stuttering: "Yin, Yin Young Master, you, you, I...". Her tongue tangled, her lips trembling with uncertainty about what to say next, the current situation left her at a loss.

  "Ah, how cute." Looking at her tangled and knotted appearance, the deliberately made poker face, she still couldn't help but raise a smile.

  "Ah, Young Master Yin, what do you mean by this?" She was perplexed by his bizarre behavior and couldn't tell whether he was joking or being serious. The changes in him were too rapid, and she couldn't grasp them at all.

  "Literal meaning. Eh, take this milk and drink it yourself, I really don't like drinking milk." Yin Teng Ye picked up the milk, stretched out his hand, waiting for her to take it.

  Xiao Wei scrunched up her face, pouted and looked very upset. She gritted her teeth, took a step forward, grabbed the cup and downed the milk in one gulp. Wiping her mouth, she said: "Hmph, you don't know how to appreciate good things. You won't drink it, so I'll help you out. Why waste it if someone can drink it? My young master loves drinking milk the most, that's why he's so smart. If you're not going to drink it, I'll finish it all for you!"

  She puffed out her cheeks, stormed back to her room, slammed the door shut, locked it, and then moved all the chairs in the room over to block the door.

  Yin Tengye's hand froze in mid-air, his mouth agape in speechlessness. He let out a cold snort, turned around and immediately turned back, punching the air towards the doorway.

  "You're just a spoiled brat, you only know how to be a spoiled brat, whatever he likes you like too, no personality at all! Drinking milk makes one smart? I don't drink it and I'm still very smart, shut up!"

  He disdainfully curled his lip and paced back and forth in the room, then slapped the door shut with a loud bang and jumped onto the bed, burrowing under the covers.

  Bang! The heavy door slammed shut, and Xiaowei couldn't help but tremble slightly. She glanced at the door, swallowed hard, and sat down on the bed with her legs hugged tightly to her chest, becoming tense.

  Winter nights seem especially quiet, those noisy little guys are all hibernating, leaving only the cold air.

  In the dimly lit room, Xiaowei wrapped herself in a quilt and sat on the bed, occasionally glancing at the door with great vigilance. She was originally sleepy to death, but thinking of Yin Tengye's words, she didn't dare to sleep, fearing that strange creatures would sneak into her room as soon as she fell asleep.

  Dada... Time passed minute by minute, Yin Teng Ye tossed and turned on the bed, flipping over and rolling around, but couldn't fall asleep. The words of that pig calling her Young Master kept echoing in her ears.

  "Huh, what's wrong with me? Where am I inferior to that bathroom repairman?" He sat up suddenly and asked himself, then answered: "Except for being a bit shorter than him, everything else is better than him. You look more handsome than him, your figure is better than his, your brain is smarter than his, and your athletic cells are stronger than his!"

  Reaching a conclusion, Yin Tongye nodded his head and raised a smile, seemingly somewhat comforted. Glancing at the door, he wondered: "Is she asleep? Should I go take a look? Will she be expecting my sneak-in... Since we agreed on it, I should have actual actions too, right? Can't let her down..."