"Feeling better?" While Ouyang Huihui was internally struggling, biting down hard trying to control herself from moaning, Luo Ziling finally stopped his pressing, "Why not try to walk a few steps?"

Luo Ziling's hands finally departed from her foot, and Ouyang Huihui exhaled as if relieved of a heavy burden.

Only then did she realize she was drenched in sweat, her dress sticking to her back. She couldn't help but feel both embarrassed and annoyed.

Fortunately, Luo Ziling, likewise drenched in sweat, didn't notice these details.

After sitting back against the chair and gasping for air for a while, Ouyang Huihui finally felt normal again.

She rubbed the spot that had been painful, surprised to find that it no longer hurt.

Placing her foot on the ground and trying to apply some pressure, she felt no pain coming from her foot, which surprised her even more.

This jerk's pressing technique was actually quite good; he had even managed to fix her sprained ankle.

Fearing she would fall, Luo Ziling reached out to support her arm.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Huihui did not resist and even took hold of Luo Ziling's hand.

After taking a few tentative steps and feeling quite good, with hardly any pain, she was reassured.

"I'll buy you some safflower oil later, apply it when you get back, and you should be okay tomorrow morning," Luo Ziling also breathed a sigh of relief.

He could finally rid himself of this woman's pestering, and he felt suddenly light-hearted.

"Carry me back," Ouyang Huihui still persisted, "It just got a bit better; I can't walk long distances. You have to carry me to the girls' dormitory entrance."

As she spoke, a mischievous intent sparked in Ouyang Huihui.

"Ouyang Huihui, I hope you can tell me more about her," while carrying Ouyang Huihui towards the school, Luo Ziling raised questions about Ling Ruonan once more: "Can you talk about the evening you met her?"

"No way," Ouyang Huihui bluntly refused.

She considered this information her leverage over Luo Ziling for the future. If she gave it all away now, how else would she control this jerk?

Ouyang Huihui firmly believed that without the matter of Ling Ruonan in hand, no matter what she asked of Luo Ziling, this jerk would ignore her, or worse, not treat her kindly. Thus, she did not hesitate to refuse.

Luo Ziling patiently pleaded several times, but Ouyang Huihui still refused to tell him, so he gave up.

He felt somewhat dejected and lost his desire to talk.

Ouyang Huihui seemed to sense Luo Ziling's low spirits and felt slightly guilty. She wanted to tell him more about Ling Ruonan but, after some thought, still chose to remain silent.

The journey back was uneventful, with no further teasing, and they entered the school safely.

They did not enter the school through the main gate.

Ouyang Huihui knew of a side gate nearby; it was dimly lit and quiet, with few passersby, so they entered the school from that direction. After entering, Luo Ziling avoided the crowded and brightly lit areas, and they didn't run into any trouble.

Carrying a woman as beautiful as a blooming flower certainly felt different.

Luo Ziling behaved himself the entire way, with not even a small mischievous action, and towards the end, he didn't even want to speak to her. Ouyang Huihui felt somewhat uncomfortable about being disregarded, and after being put down without a single word from him as he turned to leave, she felt irked.

"Hey, why are you just walking away like that?" In the end, Ouyang Huihui couldn't resist calling out to Luo Ziling.

"Is there anything else?" Desiring to know more about Ling Ruonan, but with Ouyang Huihui unwilling to share, Luo Ziling felt low and therefore replied to Ouyang Huihui with an annoyed expression.

"What if my foot still hurts tomorrow?" Ouyang Huihui asked indignantly.

"Then that's perfect; you can take a leave of absence and not have to attend military training," Luo Ziling threw back at her, then left without looking back.

Luo Ziling's response infuriated Ouyang Huihui once again.

"Luo Ziling, you jerk, that's too much," Ouyang Huihui shook her tiny fists in fury towards where Luo Ziling had vanished, "I won't let this go so easily. You've bullied me so many times; I must get revenge, make you wish you were never born."

After cursing for a while, she emerged from the darkness and headed towards the dormitory building.

It was only when she started climbing the stairs that she noticed her foot didn't hurt much anymore, and she had no issue walking.

The thought that she could walk just fine but had Luo Ziling carry her for so long made her feel rather embarrassed.

No matter how progressive the times are, there will always be women who are conservative about matters between men and women.

Although Ouyang Huihui wasn't the type to insist on adhering to the ancient virtue of womanhood, having never been so intimately close to a man before, the multiple intimate contacts with Luo Ziling today were somewhat hard to accept, and she felt a special sensation in her heart.

"This jerk took so many liberties with me today, and I won't let it end here," she muttered resentfully to herself while walking upstairs, wishing she could rush over and engage in a long fight with him right now.

Escaping Ouyang Huihui's presence, Luo Ziling felt much more relaxed.

However, he was still somewhat regretful that he hadn't gotten more information about Ling Ruonan from Ouyang Huihui, which left him a bit down.

After leaving the vicinity of the girls' dormitory, Luo Ziling cut across a sports field on the way back to his room.

Arriving at his room, he saw Wu Longjiang had already returned and was sitting on his bed engrossed in a video game.

The other two guys were nowhere to be seen, probably off somewhere causing a stir.

Wu Longjiang was so focused on his game that he merely greeted Luo Ziling upon his return and continued with his gaming endeavors.

Luo Ziling wanted someone to talk to, but seeing how seriously Wu Longjiang was gaming, he ultimately didn't disturb him.

Luo Ziling lay down on his bed and also pulled out his phone to play.

Seeing many unread WeChat messages, he opened them and, just like in the previous days, found greetings from the comrades he had added during military training. He had no interest in chatting with these classmates, who he hardly remembered, so after glancing at the messages, he didn't respond.

However, while browsing the messages one by one, he came across an unexpected message.

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