You’re Beautiful When You Smile

Lu Sicheng sat down next to Tong Yao.
Tong Yao was looking at Weibo at the time.
Lu Sicheng glanced over: “Have you uninstalled Tieba?”

Tong Yao: “No.”

Lu Sicheng: “Don’t look.”

Tong Yao: “I didn’t.”

Lu Sicheng: “Don’t look at Weibo either.”

Tong Yao: “There isn’t anything on Weibo, except some people said that I’m Tong Daji who has mesmerized her captain and was shamefully wrestling with him on stage after losing the game.
ZGDX is finished.”

Lu Sicheng: “Hrm, that’s nothing? That’s why I told you not to look at Weibo.
Just look at me.”

“What’s there to look?”

Tong Yao ignored him.
Lu Sicheng reached over to grab her cell phone.
She hissed and turned to the side to avoid his arm.
She happened to see a new post on Weibo– —

[ZGDX, ah, my life: I’m a Korean language major– –YQCB’s translator obviously didn’t completely translate Li Junhe’s words when he was evaluating our Smiling.
The last part he added went something like this: She’s a very diligent young lady.
She looks cute too.
Even the upset look when she lost the game was quite impressive.
A square and boring person like Lu Sicheng must be extremely lucky in finding such a nice girlfriend.
You all shouldn’t keep thinking of her as a social climber.
That’s absolutely not true.
The person who feels gratified should be Lu Sicheng.

………………………..Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Li Junhe, hahahahaah! This frank and trouble-making boy; if Cheng Ge sees this, he’ll probably be so pissed off.
Yet, there seems nothing wrong with the description of square and boring.]

Tong Yao lifted her cell phone and read out loud what Pope had said in the end.

Then she turned to look at Lu Sicheng.
It was written in her eyes: No wonder you had to drag me off in the middle of the interview.

Lu Sicheng grabbed her cell phone away with a black face.

Lu Sicheng felt his throat tighten under Tong Yao’s stare.
He reached over to squeeze her chin and shook it: “The fact that the translator didn’t translate that part means it wasn’t appropriate.”

“Which part isn’t appropriate?”

“It’s not the fact.”

“Which section? That you’re extremely lucky?”

“All of it.”

Lu Sicheng responded tersely and reached over to pull the hood of his jacket, which was on Tong Yao now, over Tong Yao’s head to block her glittering eyes.
As she was struggling, he pulled her into his arms to secure her.
His long arm patted her bottom: “Don’t move.”

Tong Yao reached to pull the hood off her, messing up her hair.

Lu Sicheng took a look at her, though she was a bit flustered now, she was much more alive than the person who sat in front of the computer spacing out earlier…… He felt somewhat relieved and lowered his head to land a kiss on her lips.

Tong Yao pushed his head away and backed away to avoid him.
She insisted: “You’re the social climber.”

“Right, right, right, I’m extremely lucky to climb up to you.
Can you keep your mouth shut now?” Lu Sicheng’s big hand pushed her head against his chest.

“……But it sounds like you said it rather reluctantly.”

“I’m not.”

“……”

“Don’t move.” Lu Sicheng said half seriously half jokingly: “I almost can’t hold you, my hand hurts.”

It was like an immobile spell, Tong Yao, who was wriggling in his arms, instantly quieted down.
She said: “Why didn’t you say so earlier, I forgot.” Then she became incredibly still, afraid to even breathe too deeply, as if her captain would be disabled if she made any movement.

Finally Lu Sicheng could keep her in his arms and felt satisfied.

It was very quiet on the bus on their way back to the base.

Everyone was mulling over their own thoughts.