Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 252: Sweet and Salty Feng Nanshu

Chapter 252: Sweet and Salty Feng Nanshu

TL: Etude

After making a round of phone calls and finding no one else to call, Jiang Qin placed his phone on the chair and wrapped his arms around Feng Nanshu’s slender waist, holding her fragrant, soft body close, and inhaling her delicate, pleasant scent.

Holding a docile, beautiful, and little rich lady in his arms, who occasionally nuzzled him like a cat, it was impossible not to let his thoughts wander.

This made Jiang Qin reminisce about his high school days, a time of youthful vigor.

Back then, the little rich lady was known throughout the school as a cold and aloof goddess, mysterious and noble in demeanor, rarely speaking or smiling, nothing like the girl in his arms now.

Who would have thought that the real her was actually irresistibly cute and a bit silly, loved calling him “brother,” enjoyed being led by the hand, and liked to snuggle into his arms?

Contrasts, truly the most beautiful things in the world.

Jiang Qin brushed away her smooth hair, gazing at the little rich lady from the side, quietly admiring the beauty within his reach.

After being stared at for several minutes, Feng Nanshu couldn’t help but sit up straight, glancing at him foolishly. Her fair, peaceful cheeks turned slightly pink.

“I’m not blushing.”

Feng Nanshu’s expression was as cool as a heartless assassin’s. She curled back into Jiang Qin’s embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck, soft as if boneless.

Jiang Qin leaned in, wanting to bite her rosy cheek, to cry for the thousands of young men at Chengnan High School who dreamed of such beauty.

But after hesitating, Jiang Qin restrained himself.

Damn it, biting her would be the end of it. If the little rich lady got used to it, what would he do then? Use his bottom line as a shield?

His pitiful bottom line had already been thoroughly breached, riddled with holes like a long-neglected, broken bridge in a TV drama, missing pieces here and there.

“Jiang Qin, a bug bit my foot.”

After sitting in his embrace, Feng Nanshu had taken off her little leather shoes. Her black-stockinged feet rested on the chair, revealing cute, plump toes through the sheer stockings.

Suddenly, she curled her feet back, her voice pitiful, sounding almost coquettish.

But her expression remained cool and serious, suggesting she was genuinely bitten by a bug.

Irritated, Jiang Qin thought, are there such bold bugs in the world, daring to snatch food from a tiger’s mouth, disregarding the rules of the jungle?

He wasn’t protective over food, but one shouldn’t take liberties without asking the owner.

“Did you see it clearly? What kind of bug?”

“Black, like an ant, but it can fly,” Feng Nanshu described in detail.

Jiang Qin’s expression became more serious. “As far as I know, such bugs are poisonous. If not treated quickly, it can get inflamed. Alright, I’ll suck out the poison for you.”

“Jiang Qin, you’re tricking me, you just want to eat something nice,” the little rich lady cleverly retorted.

“You’re quite shrewd…”

Jiang Qin smacked his lips and suddenly sat up, making a gesture as if he was about to stand.

Feng Nanshu thought their cozy moment was over, her expression turning serious, wanting to stay like this for another five minutes. But he only adjusted his position and then held her in his arms again.

The little rich lady was thoroughly content, her eyes shining brightly.

She truly loved sticking to Jiang Qin, just as Gao Wenhui said, Feng Nanshu, you really want to become a charm, tied to Jiang Qin’s waistband.

Gradually, night fell.

The plaza opposite became very lively. Even across three forest pathways, the bustling noise was clearly audible.

Jiang Qin could even see the sign of ‘Xi Tian’, and the thronging figures.

No, next time he hugged her, he would have to move further in. If seen by Wenhui, the fangirl, he wouldn’t be able to explain himself away.

However, as the plaza grew busier, more couples appeared in the maple forest. Next to them, another couple copied Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu’s posture, with the boy sitting on the chair, holding the girl in his arms.

Seeing this, Jiang Qin couldn’t help but click his tongue.

In fact, many people in college would meet a girl who likes to sit in their arms, slowly becoming the most beautiful memory, etched in the heart, a dreamlike existence.

Yet, Jiang Qin never imagined the girl in his arms would be Feng Nanshu.

At that moment, the little rich lady’s phone vibrated. She picked up her bag, took out her phone, and glanced at it.

The caller was Jiang Qin’s mother, so she turned to him and waved the phone in front of his eyes.

“Put it on speaker, I want to hear what you usually talk about.”

Feng Nanshu obediently turned on the speaker, and the affectionate voice of Yuan Youqin sounded, “Nanshu, have you had dinner?”

“Auntie, I’ve eaten,” the little rich lady replied, her eyes full of joy.

“What about Jiang Qin? That rascal, did he take you out? What’s he up to?”

Feng Nanshu thought for a moment, “Jiang Qin is under my butt.”

Jiang Qin’s eyes widened instantly. He quickly covered her rosy mouth, thinking, ‘you really dare to say anything. You’re silly and honest, but that’s not how people talk!’

“Where is he?”

Yuan Youqin took a while to understand the comment, as the interaction between men and women in her generation was much more subtle and indirect, leaving her unable to comprehend such behavior.

Unable to resist, Jiang Qin interjected, “Mom, Feng Nanshu and I are just chatting. She misspoke, that’s not the point.”

“Oh, since you’re also there, I have something to tell you. Remember the daughter of your third maternal uncle’s cousin? She opened a furniture store, but it’s going bankrupt, and they’re selling off inventory at half price. I got you a double bed.”

Jiang Qin was bewildered, “Mom, are you sure you’re not mistaken? Aren’t you talking about my aunt who lives in Hetai Garden? She runs a pet shop, not a furniture store, right?”

Yuan Youqin paused before replying, “You figured that out from my roundabout description? Actually, you have another third maternal uncle who also lives in Hetai, and he owns a furniture store. He visited our home once, but you were young then and might not remember.”

“I find that hard to believe. You also told me I was picked up from a garbage bin when I was young!”

“Believe it or not, a larger bed is much better and more comfortable to sleep in, right, Nanshu?”

The little rich lady, knowing Jiang Qin’s mother couldn’t see her, obediently nodded, “Yes, a bigger bed is more comfortable.”

Yuan Youqin chuckled proudly, “You must come to our house during the summer vacation.”

“Jiang Qin won’t let me go.”

“He wouldn’t dare.”

For the next few minutes, Yuan Youqin talked with Feng Nanshu, ignoring Jiang Qin’s interjections. Bored, Jiang Qin played with Feng Nanshu’s black-stockinged feet while holding her in his arms.

After the phone call ended, it was already late at night. Jiang Qin’s phone kept buzzing with notifications from his class group chat, discussing plans for a weekend trip.

Some wanted to go hiking, but others disagreed, arguing that hiking was too tiring and not enjoyable enough.

Someone suggested visiting a nearby historical commercial town, boasting a history of two whole years and featuring a Ferris wheel. But the commercial nature of the site made hotels prohibitively expensive for students.

After much discussion, they settled on a rural resort in the western suburbs, which offered affordable accommodation, including large communal sleeping areas, and a variety of activities like hiking, fishing, and fruit picking.

“Can we bring family members? I already told my girlfriend,” Cao Guangyu asked in the group chat, his muscular avatar standing out.

Seeing this, Jiang Qin turned to Feng Nanshu, “Has your class organized a trip like our last team-building one?”

“No,” she shook her head.

“Our class is going out this weekend. Do you want to come with me? They said we could bring close friends.”

“Jiang Qin, I want to go out with you,” the little rich lady happily swayed.

“Stop swaying!”

Jiang Qin held his breath to calm himself before typing a message in the group chat, “Since no other place suits, let’s go to the West Suburb Resort. I have no objections.”

The class quickly agreed to the rural resort plan.

Jiang Tian, another classmate, started coordinating, “Those bringing family members, please report in advance. I need to make a list and book transportation and rooms.”

“My boyfriend Lin Hong.”

“My boyfriend Sui Zhendong.”

“My girlfriend Shao Zhenzhen.”

“My girlfriend Ding Xue.”

“My close friend Feng Nanshu.”

Cao Guangyu teased, “Old Jiang, is Feng Nanshu pregnant? Why do you have an extra word?”

Jiang Qin retorted, “Old Cao, believe it or not, I can make you treat the whole class to a meal with just three sentences during our trip.”

Cao Guangyu went silent.

“Sorry, Old Jiang, I was just being cheeky. Don’t take it to heart.”

Zhou Chao egged him on, “Brother Cao, everyone is watching, don’t back down!”

Ren Ziqiang added, “Brother Jiang is disrespecting you in front of everyone. If I were you, I wouldn’t stand for it.”

Cao Guangyu rebutted, “You know nothing. Strictly speaking, a close friend is also family. There are historical cases of friends being included in family registers. You’re just ignorant.”

Jiang Qin read the chat and spat in disgust, then turned to Feng Nanshu, “Alright, you’ve been hugging for almost an hour. It’s time to get down.”

But Feng Nanshu hugged him tighter, “Nooo~ I want to hug a little longer.”

“The hug between close friends shouldn’t exceed an hour. That’s the law. Any longer would be crossing the line.”

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