The class bell was still ringing, but they just stood there staring at each other like fools.

Wei Jie looked at Fang Shucheng ‘s flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips, feeling extremely nervous.

His mouth was dry, and his mind was scrambling to find something to say, but he was completely blank.

Normally carefree, he now felt shy and awkward like a bashful newlywed.

Suddenly, the bell stopped.

Wei Jie involuntarily swallowed.

“Xiao Cheng…” His voice was unexpectedly hoarse, startling even himself.

The moment Fang Shucheng heard the first word, he couldn’t stay any longer.

He pushed Wei Jie away, opened the stall door, and rushed back to the classroom without looking back.

Wei Jie touched his lips, which felt a bit tingly, and stood there for a while, calming down.

He thought about how embarrassed Fang Shucheng had looked, wanting to bury himself in the ground, and suddenly felt a sense of pride.

He slowly walked out of the bathroom and headed to the classroom.

What was there to be afraid of? Xiao Cheng was even shyer than him.

Wei Jie almost laughed out loud with pride when he thought of this.

Then he began to wonder, Xiao Cheng’s saliva wasn’t sweet, but his tongue was so soft, and his lips were so soft.

He couldn’t help but savor the memory.

By the time he finally reached the classroom door, his demeanor caught the eye of the English teacher, who had already been teaching for a few minutes and was clearly annoyed.

“Do you think you can just walk in without reporting to me? Stand outside! You’re already several minutes late!”

Wei Jie stopped nonchalantly, glanced at Fang Shucheng before stepping out.

Seeing him with his head down, completely unlike his usual attentive self, filled Wei Jie with immense joy, as if he were walking on clouds.

Noticing the English teacher’s puzzled and angry expression, he inwardly scoffed.

What do you know? Xiao Cheng and I—we kissed with our tongues!!!

Wei Jie wished he could announce to the world, pointing at Fang Shucheng ‘s swollen lips and saying, “See that? That’s my mark!”

But at this moment, he couldn’t do that.

He had to suppress his overwhelming joy and stand modestly at the door, thinking about how to coax Fang Shucheng later.

He was worried that if he couldn’t make it up to Fang Shucheng, he might never get another chance to kiss him.

Now he knew the difference between kissing lips and kissing cheeks.

Lips were soft and fragrant, and kissing them was much more thrilling than kissing cheeks.

He suspected he was addicted, already wanting to kiss Fang Shucheng again and dreaming of kissing him every day and night, endlessly.

But in the afternoon, Teacher Qin came into the classroom with test papers, and they spent the whole afternoon doing them, leaving no time to be alone.

Wei Jie’s mind was full of Fang Shucheng, and he filled out the test paper absentmindedly.

Finally, when school was over in the afternoon, he grabbed Fang Shucheng and headed to the bathroom.

The class monitor stopped them: “Did you forget about the basketball league? You need to practice with the team!”

Wei Jie grinned: “I didn’t forget, you guys go first.”

Zhuang Yi laughed: “He has endless things to say to Xiao Cheng. Monitor, let’s head to the basketball court first.”

The monitor sighed helplessly: “Fine.”

Fang Shucheng now had a phobia of bathrooms, but Wei Jie still dragged him into a stall and trapped him within his arms.

Wei Jie: “Look at me. I haven’t answered the question you asked me this morning.”

Fang Shucheng sullenly replied, “I don’t want to hear it.” His mouth was still swollen, and the sting reminded him of the terrifying experience that morning.

Wei Jie, domineering, said, “I’m going to tell you anyway. Kissing on the lips and kissing on the cheek are completely different. Your lips are soft and sweet…”

“Wei Jie!” Fang Shucheng was startled by his own raised voice and quickly lowered it. He was really scared, his voice nasal, “We can’t go on like this!”

Wei Jie frowned, “What’s wrong with us?”

Fang Shucheng, frightened, said, “I, I feel something is wrong, we are like, we are like g-gay.” He looked at Wei Jie with a bitter face, “Don’t you think?”

Wei Jie was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, then firmly said, “No, it is not wrong!”

Fang Shucheng felt a surge of relief.

But then Wei Jie leaned in and whispered in his ear, “We’re in love!”