67: Chapter 67 Senior, you're such a kind person!

Night was deep and quiet. In the dormitory building—a converted Abandoned Gymnasium for Class F—even the mice in the wall cracks were asleep.

However, on one of the beds in Dorm 201, it seemed as if a silent barbecue feast was taking place.

"Huff... hot... so hot..."

Jiang You was currently in an extremely agonizing state.

Although his consciousness was asleep, the fifth-order Titan Giant Ape essence blood that had been forcibly swallowed by his stomach was currently rampaging through his body.

That feeling was like having swallowed a small sun, which was continuously pumping boiling lava into his limbs and bones.

In his dream, Jiang You dreamed that he had become Sun Wukong, being crazily roasted by the Samadhi Fire inside Taishang Laojun's Eight-Trigrams Furnace, and the key was that Taishang Laojun had forgotten to turn on the exhaust fan.

"No... cooked... I'm going to be cooked..."

Jiang You suddenly kicked off the quilt and sat up with a carp-like leap.

His Skin was currently as red as a boiled shrimp, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and even the air he exhaled carried a scorching temperature.

"This crappy dorm, is the air conditioner broken? Why is it like a steamer?"

Jiang You wiped the sweat off his face in a daze, feeling his throat so dry it was smoking.

He staggered out of bed, wanting to find some water to drink, or find a cool place to get some air.

"Go out... get some breeze..."

He dragged his heavy footsteps and pushed open the dormitory door.

The hallway was silent, with only that broken lightbulb emitting a "buzzing" electrical sound, flickering on and off. The atmosphere was fully set; if it were filming a horror movie, no set design would be needed.

Jiang You walked like a wandering ghost to the stairwell leading from the second floor to the third floor.

This was a drafty spot, usually eerie, but to Jiang You at this moment, it was the only place of salvation.

Just as he reached the corner of the stairs, preparing to lean against the railing to catch some cool air.

"Jingle..."

A crisp and pleasant, yet somewhat eerie bell sound rang out in the silent corridor.

Jiang You looked up blankly.

Through the dim, flickering sound-activated light, he saw a scene with great impact.

Above the stairs, a figure wearing a deep purple translucent thin gauze dress was slowly walking down.

The hem of the skirt was slit extremely high, revealing snow-white Skin with every step.

She was barefoot, with a red string tied around her ankle, and the small bell hanging on it made a soul-captivating sound as she walked.

This was none other than that "Yandere Poison Nurse" who made people tremble with fear in Class F, the fourth-year Senior Ji Youyou.

She had originally come down to check on a jar of poisonous insects she kept in the corner of the hallway, but she didn't expect that as soon as she turned around, she would run into Jiang You, who was completely red and panting heavily.

The two stared at each other.

The air froze for a second.

Senior Ji Youyou's eyes, which seemed to be covered in mist, narrowed slightly. She looked up and down at Jiang You's "burning with desire" appearance, and a playful arc hooked at the corner of her mouth.

"Little Junior Brother..."

Senior Ji Youyou opened her red lips slightly. Her voice was as soft as a freshly baked egg tart, carrying a charm that made one's bones go numb: "It's so late, and you're still not asleep?"

She extended a slender finger and lightly rested it on the stair railing, leaning her body slightly forward, and the scent mixed with medicinal fragrance and exotic fragrance rushed towards him:

"Is it... that your body is too hot? So uncomfortable that you can't sleep?"

Jiang You's brain was burning with confusion, and as soon as he heard the words "hot" and "uncomfortable," it was as if he had met a kindred spirit.

He nodded frantically, tears almost falling, looking at Senior Ji Youyou with sincerity and urgency:

"Yeah! Senior Sister! You are truly divine!"

"It's too hot! It's really too hot!"

"I feel like I'm going to explode! It feels like there's a ball of fire burning in my stomach! I can't get comfortable no matter how I lie down, it's so uncomfortable I want to bang my head against the wall!"

As Jiang You spoke, he couldn't help but tug at his collar, trying to let his scorching chest touch a bit more air, his eyes full of longing for "cooling down."

However.

This appearance, in Senior Ji Youyou's eyes, completely changed in meaning.

Jiang You was currently disheveled, flushed, breathing rapidly, and his eyes were "fanatical"...

Added to that were the words "there's a ball of fire burning in my stomach" and "so uncomfortable I want to bang my head against the wall."

Deep in Senior Ji Youyou's eyes, a trace of cold, icy light flashed instantly.

"Heh, men."

She sneered in her heart.

"Acting like a fool during the day, eating melon seeds and spacing out, turns out you're a lecherous degenerate in private?"

"Not sleeping in the middle of the night, running to the girls' stairwell to block me? And using such a clumsy excuse to hint at me?"

"Too much pent-up energy, right? Want to vent, right?"

Senior Ji Youyou looked at Jiang You's seemingly harmless face, and the desire to abuse and the perverted experimental desire as a poison master were instantly ignited.

Alright.

Since you delivered yourself to the door to seek death, then this big sister will fulfill your wish.

Thinking of this, the smile on Senior Ji Youyou's face became even more charming, even carrying a gentleness that made one's scalp tingle.

She slowly walked down two steps, stopped less than half a meter away from Jiang You, and extended her cold fingers, lightly stroking Jiang You's scorching cheek.

"Since you're so uncomfortable... then do you want to go to Senior Sister's room?"

Senior Ji Youyou exhaled like an orchid, her voice like a demon's whisper:

"Senior Sister's place... is very cool, oh."

"And, Senior Sister has many ways to help you... release that heat."

Hearing the words "release that heat," Jiang You's eyes instantly lit up, just like a traveler in the desert seeing an oasis.

He grabbed Senior Ji Youyou's hand, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, moved to the point of being a mess:

"Go! I'll go!"

"Senior Sister, you are truly a great person! I knew there was still warmth in Class F!"

"Hurry, hurry! Don't delay, I can't wait anymore!"

Jiang You impatiently pulled Senior Ji Youyou and started walking upstairs. That "impatient" look further confirmed his image as a "lecherous ghost" in Senior Ji Youyou's heart.

Senior Ji Youyou let him pull her, the sneer at the corner of her mouth deepening, and a dangerous light flashing in her eyes.

"Hehe, don't be in such a hurry, Little Junior Brother..."

"The night is long, we will have a lot of fun..."

The two walked one after another, their figures disappearing into the dark stairwell leading to the third floor.

At this very moment.

At the door of Dorm 201 on the second floor.

Three heads were stacked neatly together, pressed tightly against the crack of the door, their expressions more dramatic than the next.

"Holy crap!!"

Gou Fugui covered his mouth and let out a silent scream, his gold-rimmed glasses almost slipping off:

"Did you hear that? Did you hear that?"

"Jiang You, that kid... actually really went upstairs with Senior Ji Youyou?"

"Body too hot? Fire in the stomach? Can't wait?"

"What kind of tiger-wolf words are these! Is this still the same blockhead who only knew how to eat during the day? This is clearly an old driver!"

Xiang Batian held a stopwatch in his hand and analyzed it with a serious face:

"Not simple, very not simple."

"According to my research on human hormone secretion, Jiang You's dopamine secretion level right now should have already exploded."

"But..." Xiang Batian frowned, "He's too brave, right? That's Senior Ji Youyou! That's a poison nest where even mosquitoes have to walk out with crutches! He's going there to die!"

And the one with the biggest reaction at this moment was Lu Xingye, who was standing at the very bottom.

He was tightly clutching that snow-white handkerchief, his teeth grinding and making a clacking sound, his eyes red, his face full of "I don't accept this" and "jealousy."

"Why!"

"What on earth is this for!"

"That rice bucket who only knows how to sleep, that guy who doesn't even know how to hold a knife!"

"He actually has this kind of romantic luck?!"

Gou Fugui asked in a low voice from above: "Old Lu, don't you like Senior Sister Qiu Yunan? Why are you crying so sadly because Senior Sister Ji is seducing Jiang You? A change of heart?"

"Fart!"

Lu Xingye roared in a low voice with red eyes:

"I'm crying for the injustice of the Heavenly Dao!"

"I practice the sword ten thousand times a day, maintain my hairstyle, spray cologne, and yet I haven't even held a girl's hand!"

"This guy wears kindergarten-taste pajamas all day, is unkempt, and yet two great beauties revolve around him?"

"Is there any justice in this? Is there any law in this?"

"Is romantic luck something that grows stronger the lazier you are? Then I'll start lying flat tomorrow!"