The Soft and Cute Omega Male (ChatGPT translation)

Chapter 20

Seven days had passed, and Yan Yan held the invitation letter, wanting to give it to Zuo Luo Huan, but he couldn't find the opportunity. He still didn't have her contact information, and it seemed like she had completely forgotten about this matter.

Finally, a teacher adjusted a class time, and Yan Yan seized the opportunity to run to the Battle Department. Zuo Luo Huan's class schedule had already been published, and he knew she was in class there today.

Yan Yan hurried along the way, but he saw Jiang Hong, who often sat next to Zuo Luo Huan, leaving the building from far away. They had already finished class!

Yan Yan hesitated for a moment, but decided to give up chasing after Jiang Hong and continued walking towards the Battle Department building. Maybe Zuo Luo Huan hadn't come out yet.

As expected, he had made the right bet. He had just walked up two flights of stairs when he ran into Zuo Luo Huan coming down. As soon as she saw him, she raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Are you here to find me?"

Yan Yan didn't approach her and stood at the corner of the hallway, taking out the invitation letter from his pocket. "I signed it a few days ago, but I haven't been able to contact you."

Zuo Luo Huan came down and took the invitation letter, looking down at the neatly written letter and laughing. "I forgot about it."

She put away the invitation letter and looked up. "Let's exchange contact information first, so we don't lose touch next time."

Yan Yan immediately saved her contact information and watched as Zuo Luo Huan continued down the stairs. "..."

In the end, he couldn't hold back and shouted, "Zuo...Senior Sister, is that it?" On the invitation, it had the name written on it, but once handed over, there was no further explanation? Yan Yan thought that at the very least, they would tell him where this "disciplinary department" was, what they did, and who the people were, but none of these were explained.

Turning back, Zuo Luohuan raised the computer in her hand and said, "I'll contact you if there's anything."

Back in her dorm room, Zuo Luohuan lay down to rest, but she only closed her eyes to relax. Kang Guang's punches were heavy, and even now, the places where she was hit were still numb. Coupled with the constant pain in her head, she couldn't fall asleep at all.

There was still Jia Hailan's conducting class at one o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, only the conducting department had classes. It was said that people were often in a drowsy state at this time, and the instructor hoped that students could think clearly even in this situation.

...

As soon as she walked into the classroom and saw Ji Yue's back, Zuo Luohuan remembered what Jiang Hong had said that day. She couldn't help but look at his waist, even though she didn't touch it. She knew that it was not stiff at all and that he didn't need to go to yoga class.

The person in front seemed to have noticed the gaze from behind and suddenly turned his head to look over, his eyes cold.

Zuo Luohuan met Ji Yue's eyes and didn't avoid them. Instead, she smiled at him and even greeted him, "Good afternoon, Ji classmate."

There was a distance between the two of them, from the first row to the last row. Ji Yue's gaze swept over her face and quickly withdrew, without any reply.

Usually, Zuo Luohuan liked to sit in the back row, but today, she was probably annoyed by the pain that the medicine given by Fang Yong couldn't completely suppress. She was also irritated by his cold behavior. Or maybe she remembered the night when the iris fragrance was mixed with her own pheromones and became moist with water vapor. She lifted her foot and walked to the front row, sitting boldly on Ji Yue's right side.