"What are you doing?" Zhang Ningzhi blushed.
Her hands were sweaty.
But she didn't struggle much, and instead of blaming him, it was more like she was complaining, with a bit of guilt.
After all, even though it was unintentional, she did end up attacking Jiang Nian.
Her math grades had gotten so bad... she was stuck sitting at the same table as Jiang Nian, and if he surpassed her, she wouldn't be able to keep him in check.
Zhizhi wanted to be on top.
"Nothing much, my hands suddenly felt cold." Jiang Nian wasn't a flirt, quite the opposite, he was very well-behaved.
He only touched her hands, nothing else.
So, do you want to touch something else?
Hell no, I'm not a eunuch.
If they were even remotely at that level of friendship, he would've made a move long ago. He's been tempted for a while, but he doesn't want to cluelessly fall into a relationship.
Senior year relationships stem from the false sentiment under pressure.
