Jiang Wanli had actually sensed Qi’s odd behavior for a while now.
The black-haired girl never used to wear stockings, and she wasn’t even willing to wear skirts. But ever since the monthly exam, it was as if Qi had suddenly taken an interest in dressing up. She specifically asked Jiang Wanli to go out and buy skirts and stockings, and now she wore them all the time.
At first, Jiang Wanli thought it was just a change in style. After all, Qi did look cuter in skirts and stockings. But looking at the little one on the bed—turning into this state from such simple contact—the cause might be in her legs.
But why would that be?
Jiang Wanli didn’t understand.
During the monthly exam period, she had been busy with the President election campaign and hadn’t paid much attention to the black-haired girl. Something must have happened during that time that she didn’t know about, forcing Qi to abandon pants and start wearing skirts and stockings.
This guess was a bit absurd, but a person’s long-standing habits don’t just change suddenly without a reason. She just hadn’t figured out the connection yet.
What was the link between switching from pants to skirts and white stockings, and the abnormal reaction when her legs were touched?
To verify her theory, the girl once again reached her hand toward Qi’s leg.
‘It’s already gone this far, so touching her a couple more times shouldn’t matter, right?’
This time, the black-haired girl didn’t stop her—or maybe she couldn’t stop her. As Jiang Wanli’s fingers made contact, Qi’s facial expression and body reacted accordingly.
This response didn’t seem like pain or discomfort. Instead, it felt like…
The girl shyly withdrew her hand, now searching for answers with this guess in mind. Many things become clearer when you look at them this way.
And the little one’s dazed eyes were fixed on her, with a hint of reproach in them, as if silently asking: ‘Are you not going to stop?’
“Sorry, I really didn’t know this would happen.”
Jiang Wanli said softly.
Getting no reply, she sat down on the edge of the bed, mimicked something she’d seen on TV, and held Qi’s hand in her own palm, staying there with her.
This scene gave Jiang Wanli a strange sense of déjà vu.
Several minutes passed. She observed the little one’s condition and found no improvement—not only was her body temperature still high, but her consciousness was also growing more hazy.
‘Strange. If it really is what I think it is, she should recover after calming down for a while. It can’t be that I have to…’
Jiang Wanli’s heartbeat quickened. If it came to that, she didn’t know if she could continue—it felt no different from taking advantage of someone.
Then she remembered that night at the library. Qi couldn’t walk for some reason, and when Jiang Wanli left the office, she secretly took off the white stockings on her legs. Maybe she could do that now?
With a plan in mind, Jiang Wanli started to act. But the moment her fingertip hooked the edge of the stockings, she heard Qi’s voice.
“Don’t… don’t do it here…”
Even though she had almost lost consciousness, when Qi sensed what Jiang Wanli was about to do, she instinctively spoke up to stop her.
The girl thought for a moment. Instead of pulling the stockings down further, she switched to a princess carry, lifted the black-haired girl from the bed, and walked out of the infirmary.
The infirmary was also in the gymnasium area. On the way out, she inevitably ran into a few students having PE class, but Jiang Wanli didn’t mind.
This was the first time she had carried Qi like this. The little one was lighter than she had imagined—almost effortless to hold.
She soon carried Qi to the library and entered through the main entrance.
It was class time, so the library had few people. The librarian was idly flipping through a book when a figure suddenly flashed past her. Once she recognized who it was, her jaw dropped.
“Wait, isn’t that the President carrying Qiqi back like this?”
Could it be…?
She recalled some rumors circulating within the Learning Committee and gave a thoughtful look.
Meanwhile, Jiang Wanli had already returned to her office. She locked the door and placed Qi on the sofa.
“Is it okay now?”
the girl asked, crouching beside her.
Qi didn’t answer. Instead, she turned her head away and closed her eyes.
That was an answer in itself. She had accepted her fate.
Soon, Jiang Wanli had taken off all the black-haired girl’s stockings, and the little one seemed to shed a burden, her breathing gradually steadying.
Good.
Seeing that this method worked, Jiang Wanli felt relieved.
She watched Qi as the little one, due to relaxation, slowly fell asleep.
After who knows how long, the black-haired girl finally woke up groggily.
She hadn’t slept well—her mind was a mess. Probably because of everything that happened before sleep, she even dreamed of Jiang Wanli. In the dream, that girl held her in her arms and groped her all over, the sensation frighteningly real.
Qi didn’t want to dwell on that dream. At least it was just a dream.
She looked around the room, stunned for a good while before slowly remembering that Jiang Wanli had carried her back here before she fell asleep.
A small blanket was covering her body, but her legs were exposed. Seeing her bare legs, she was startled at first, then quickly pulled them back under the blanket.
The friction between her legs and the blanket made her let out a soft moan. That sensation reminded her of what had happened in the infirmary, filling her with both shame and anger.
‘What does Jiang Wanli think she’s doing!’
Every time she recalled that scene, she felt an indescribable pressure weighing on her chest—unable to spit it out or swallow it down. She just wanted to bury her head in the blanket.
She really hated this kind of excessive physical contact. This time, Jiang Wanli had seriously crossed her bottom line. Although, she had to admit, she felt a strange fondness for Jiang Wanli—it wasn’t enough to make her feel disgust or aversion. But she was definitely angry.
How could she do this?
Putting on an innocent face while doing something like this, to the point where Qi didn’t even know what to say to her…
“You’re awake?”
a voice came from behind her.
“Eep! Do you have to sneak up on me like that?”
The little one jumped in fright and shot Jiang Wanli a fierce glare.
“Qiqi, how are you feeling now?”
Jiang Wanli asked with concern.
“Is there anywhere else that’s uncomfortable?”
“I’m fine, thanks for asking, Sister Xiaoli.”
The black-haired girl said crossly.
Even someone as professional as Qi would find it hard to maintain a good attitude toward Jiang Wanli after something like this.
She had been toyed with all over, then carried back to the office and undressed. If the person doing all this wasn’t Jiang Wanli, she would have jumped up and bitten her by now.
‘Straight girls, honestly—they never know their own strength. Anyway, I don’t want to see Jiang Wanli right now.’
“Where are my stockings? I’m going back to the dorm.”