Chapter 18: The Pink Affair of Class 6

  Xiao Yatou's heart has been jumping with excitement all along, she had always liked Jun Gege before, liking his coolness, liking his talent, but now Jun Gege is not like before, becoming more and more manly. The big and green military uniform looks ugly, but why does it look so handsome on Jun Gege?

  The little girl stared at Qu Mingjun with a silly expression, her eyes fixed on him without blinking. Qu Mingjun thought he had something dirty on his face and rubbed it several times with his hand.

  "Brother Jun, where do you live? Can you take me there to see?" Little girl suddenly asked while walking.

  "Hmm, this...". Qu Mingjun didn't not want to bring Xiao Yatou to the squad, but after all, he was still a newcomer. It hadn't been long since he started school, and now there was such a beautiful girl being brought into the team by him. If people saw her, they would definitely gossip about it. Although Qu Mingjun wasn't afraid of this or that, it would still be troublesome. One more thing was better than one less thing.

  "It's still... never mind. There are too many people in the team, and besides, our dormitory conditions are much worse than at home, there's nothing good to see." Qū Míng Jùn's voice became lower and lower.

  "Really......" The little girl's face, which was originally full of joy, slowly sank down, and she lowered her head without saying a word.

  Looking at Xiaoyao's somewhat melancholy and hurt face, Qu Mingjun felt a sense of guilt slowly rising in his heart. However, he was really unwilling to let Xiaoyao go into the team, and at this time, he didn't know how to comfort her either. Qu Mingjun could only walk silently.

  Two people are walking around the playground, and the little girl's eyes slowly well up with tears. This damned handsome brother won't let me hold his arm, nor is he willing to take me to where he lives. What's going on? Has he fallen for someone else? Or does he dislike me now? What's really going on here? Seeing that I haven't spoken for so long, he doesn't even know how to comfort me... How annoying!

  Xiao Yatou suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from her foot and couldn't help but cry out "Aiyo".

  Qu Mingjun heard the sound and quickly stood still, turned his head to look back, and saw that Xiao Yatou was in pain with tears in her eyes, squatting on the ground rubbing her foot and constantly inhaling cold air.

  "What's wrong, what's wrong, Qiaoqiao?" Qu Mingjun hastily walked over and squatted down to ask.

  The little girl pouted and started crying, "My feet hurt! Waaahhh..."

  Qiu Mingjun quickly helped Xiao Yatou stand up, letting her lean on his shoulder, and took off her high-heeled boots. He shook the boots, but didn't find any stones or nails inside. Then he pulled down Xiao Yatou's socks, only to discover that her delicate feet were swollen and red.

  Originally, the little girl had never walked so many roads. Usually going out was always with her family's car. This time, in order to see her beloved brother Jun, she even wore high-heeled boots, and now she's suffering.

  Qiu Mingjun felt heartache and asked: "Why don't you wear flat shoes? On a cold winter day, you're going out wearing high heels?"

  "They knew at your place that cars aren't allowed here, and besides, I wanted to go sit at your place but you didn't let me, so I ended up bringing you around in circles. It's all your fault!" The little girl clenched her small fist and gave Qiu Mingjun a few hard hits.

  Qu Mingjun smiled wryly, what to do? Or send the little girl back now, but the road back is not close either. Can't let her go barefoot in such cold weather. How can he carry her on his back? This is even more impossible, shoulder-to-shoulder contact is not allowed, let alone carrying a beautiful woman around the school? Heaven, if that happens, it will definitely be the topic of conversation for the whole school the next day.

  But putting Xiaoyao down, looking at this situation, it's still a question whether she can walk or not. Xiaoyao has never suffered like this since she was little. There's no other way, here is very close to the team of trainees, fortunately there's no one in her own class, first bring Xiaoyao back, use red flower oil to rub her feet, then find some cloth to bandage up, rest for a while, if it really doesn't work out, wear my own pair of sneakers, at least she can walk back to the main gate.

  Qu Mingjun looked around and made sure no one was nearby, then whispered his plan to Xiaoyao. He half-supported and half-embraced her, quickly leading her to the team of trainees.

  The guard at the door stared blankly as Qu Mingjun escorted a stunning beauty with one leg hopping into the room, unsure whether to register her or not, and in a daze, let them enter the team. Qu Mingjun smiled wryly and quickly helped the little girl back to class, and it was only then that the guard stuck out his tongue, thinking: "Qu Mingjun is really lucky."

  As soon as they entered the house, the warm air enveloped the two people. Xiaoyu had been frozen outside for half a day, and her little face was suddenly covered with a layer of red glow, making her look even more lovely and charming.

  Fortunately, there was no one else in the house, and Qu Mingjun heaved a sigh of relief at his good fortune.

  The little girl looked curiously at the room and from time to time let out an exclamation, "Wow, how did you fold the quilt? It's so neat!"

  "Wow, should the dishcloth be folded into a square too?"

  "Wow..."

  "Alright, alright, Qiaoqiao, your foot doesn't hurt anymore?" Qu Mingjun said helplessly.

  "......it hurts......" The little girl wanted to cry again and leaned against the bed frame beside her as if she wanted to sit down.

  "Hey, hey, don't sit down yet!" Qu Mingjun quickly supported Xiaoyao and put her on the square stool beside the desk.

  "This, we don't let people sit on the bed during non-resting hours." Qu Mingjun only then realized he had made another mistake. It's not a big deal if Xiaoyu sits down, at most she'll get up and he can smooth out the bed himself, but for some reason, when he saw Xiaoyu about to sit down, he naturally stopped her. Really, it's become a habit, Qu Mingjun patted his own head.

  "Oh!" The little girl didn't have much of an opinion, anyway she had been here for a while and all she heard was Brother Jun saying this wasn't allowed and that wasn't permitted, so she got used to it. Sitting on the stool was fine by her. The bed was so clean and tidy, but sitting on it would be a bit of a waste, oh well.

  Qiu Ming Jun stood there somewhat awkwardly for a moment, then hastily poured a cup of water from his own cup and placed it beside Xiao Ya Tou. This move completely touched Xiao Ya Tou's heart - when had Brother Jun ever served water to someone else before? This was the first time since the beginning of time!

  Qiu Mingjun lowered his head and took out the red flower oil from a small cabinet. Xiaoying saw into the cabinet at a glance and let out another cry of surprise: "Good heavens, do clothes have to be folded so neatly?"

  "Ah, yes, everything that's used must be neat and tidy." Qu Mingjun scratched his head, this thing was novel at first, but after such a long time, he had already gotten used to it.

  Qiu Mingjun pulled out a small stool from under the bed and sat down beside Qiaoqiao, saying: "I'll apply some ointment for you, don't be afraid of the pain."

  The little girl was first startled, and when she confirmed that she hadn't misheard, she nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice, with an expectant expression. The young master of the Qu family, actually personally applying medicine to her, was this still the same cold and handsome brother from before?

  Qū Míng Jùn felt a bit embarrassed, his face slightly red as he took off Xiǎo Yā Tóu's shoes and socks, placing her small feet on his knees before pouring out the red flower oil to slowly massage them.

  Xiao Yatou stared at Qu Mingjun's flat head and began to daze, or say started to infatuate again. Long-haired handsome brother is good-looking, short-haired handsome brother is also so handsome, hehehe...

  Qing Ming Jun slowly rubbed, asking: "Are you okay? Does it hurt?" After waiting for half a day, there was no response. Just as he was wondering, he looked up and saw that the little girl had wandered off somewhere again.

  "Back to life! Back to life!" Qu Mingjun smiled and waved his hand in front of Xiaoyu's face.

  "Ah!" The little girl was startled and jumped up, her foot moved again and bumped into the swollen area, crying out in pain.

  Qu Mingjun was also startled, and he quickly hugged Xiaoyi's small feet in his arms, intending to blow on them. Just then, the classroom door suddenly swung open, and a burst of laughter seemed to be abruptly cut off, stopping abruptly at the entrance of Class 6.

  Guo Xiangyang, Wang Jin, Li Dongkuan, Cui Ze... Oh my god, a group of people suddenly returned, all staring blankly at Qu Mingjun. Qu Mingjun's current posture is too ambiguous, sitting on a small stool, hugging a pink and red little foot, stretching his mouth to kiss it, the owner of the little foot is another beautiful woman, like a Barbie doll, how can they think?

  A moment of silent stillness...

  "Ah, right! I haven't washed my clothes yet!" Li Dongkuan was the first to turn around and leave.

  "Right, I forgot to buy toothpaste." Guo Xiangyang also left.

  "Hey, Cui Ge, let's go play poker in Class 3." Wang Jin patted Cui Ze on the shoulder, and the two of them walked off arm-in-arm, chuckling.

  ……

  "Uh, that, I didn't see anything, you guys continue..." Ma Xiaotian looked around and found himself alone, so he casually said a sentence and carefully closed the door.

  "Heh heh——" The little girl looked at the closed door and suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  "Heh heh." Qu Mingjun accompanied with a couple of chuckles, got up from his seat with a gloomy face and pulled open the dormitory door.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, several brothers were standing outside the door laughing and teasing him.

  "Alright, alright, come on in!" Qu Mingjun said gruffly.

  "Ah, right, let me introduce him, Ming Jun." Finally, it was Class Monitor Guo Xiangyang who led the way in.

  Qiu Mingjun held down the little servant girl who was trying to get up after putting on her socks and said, "This is Shen Qiao. Uh, her foot got hurt earlier, I'll put some red flower oil on it..."

  Qu Mingjun couldn't say anything more, everyone in the class had a face that said "you don't need to explain, we're all men, we definitely understand your expression".

  "Ah, let me introduce you, he is our class monitor Guo Xiangyang, he is the deputy class monitor Li Dongkuan, he is..." Qu Mingjun introduced them one by one, and Shen Qiao nodded politely towards them.

  "Brother Jun, your classmates are all so handsome!" Shen Qiao said with a smile after Qu Mingjun finished introducing everyone.

  Brother Jun... Guo Xiangyang and the others didn't even have time to enjoy the beauty's flattery, they just heard this title and couldn't help but laugh, one by one looking at Qu Mingjun with strange expressions.

  Qu Ming's heart sank and he let out a sigh of relief, ruining his cold image that had been built up over the past few months.

  The two sides then had a friendly conversation, with Guo Xiangyang, the class leader of Class 6, representing the class to warmly welcome Shen Qiao's arrival and introducing Shen Qiao to the outstanding achievements made by Qu Mingjun since his enrollment. The atmosphere of the conversation was united, sincere, and friendly, and both sides reached a consensus that Shen Qiao would often come to the academy and Qu Mingjun would often write letters to Shen Qiao. At the end of the conversation, Class 6 decided to send Qu Mingjun as a representative to escort Shen Qiao out of the class, and repeatedly reminded him to be careful, careful, and again careful, to safely and smoothly send Shen Qiao to the gate, completing this glorious and great reception task.

  Shen Qiao wore a pair of sneakers with a curved sole, walking on the road with a kicking and treading motion. The shoes were a bit big, but Shen Qiao's feet finally didn't have to suffer from high heels anymore, and they even had a tendency to jump up and down as she walked. It seemed that Shen Qiao was in a good mood, especially after Guo Xiangyang and the other old soldiers' enthusiastic shouts of "little sister", which made Shen Qiao regret not buying some gifts to thank them.

  Qu Mingjun carried a plastic bag behind Shen Qiao, inside the bag were Xiaoyao's high heels, smiling as he watched Xiaoyao skipping and jumping with joy.

  "Brother Jun, when can you go back?" Just as they were about to reach the gate, Shen Qiao suddenly asked Qu Mingjun, seeing He Shu pacing back and forth outside the door in his black suit.

  "I'll wait until I reach my own goal." Qū Míng Jùn said calmly.

  "Hmm!" Shen Qiao knew the principles of Qu Mingjun's actions, knowing that saying anything was useless, but still couldn't help but want to say something. "I heard Uncle He say that Minglie Ge has already started interning at his father's group."

  "Qu Ming Li?" Qu Ming Jun couldn't help but sneer, "He actually got into the group for an internship? What can he do? Office errand boy? Or a janitor?"

  "I heard it's a planning assistant." Shen Qiao looked at Qu Mingjun with a hint of shyness, "This was originally supposed to be your position."

  Qu Mingjun thought of his own coming-of-age ceremony that had not been held yet, and he felt a bit depressed. He shook his head, anyway, joining the army was his own choice. No matter what, there was never anything halfway abandoned in Qu Mingjun's eyes. Whatever it takes, he must achieve his own wishes.

  "Qiao Qiao, go back early. During the New Year's holiday, I might take a break and go home. See you then!"

  "Ah, Brother Jun, take care of yourself!"

  Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Shen Qiao did not take off Qu Mingjun's rubber shoes and got on the car with them still on. He Yeshu had already taken the bag from Qu Mingjun's hand and after greeting Young Master, also got on the car and left.

  Watching the convoy disappear into the distance, Qu Mingjun's heart was filled with emotions. He thought about Qiaoqiao's last message to his family and felt a pang of unease in his chest. He had already forgotten about the shoes incident.