NOVEL Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 605 - 382: So You Weren’t Wearing It After All!_3

Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 605 - 382: So You Weren’t Wearing It After All!_3
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Chapter 605: Chapter 382: So You Weren’t Wearing It After All!_3

𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂

The weather was already hot and stuffy, but his heart turned cold the moment they arrived.

"Great, at least it’s cooling down." Duan Shigang bitterly thought.

Duan Shigang’s endurance was not weak; he had worked for months on end in a dark, soul-sucking factory, proving that he was more mature than the average high school student.

The mature Duan Shigang learned to adapt to his environment and to find joy amidst the suffering.

If he was in darkness, then he would grope his way forward, searching for a ray of light!

Duan Shigang picked up a can of Coke, took a sip, and pondered his situation.

Pang Jiao, Zhang Yifei, and Li Shengnan, each almost 200 pounds, were significantly heavier than the usual pair of high school girls.

But Wang Yan Yan was different; although her mouth was skewed and her eyes set far apart, her weight was similar to an average freshman girl.

Today, Pang Jiao put on makeup, and before class, she swapped seats with Wang Yan Yan. Consequently, Wang Yan Yan and Duan Shigang became temporary deskmates.

Wang Yan Yan wore a light blue long dress today, tightly wrapped. If you ignored her head, she looked somewhat decent.

This reminded Duan Shigang of a saying: "It’s all the same once the lights are off."

Pang Jiao said to Wang Yan Yan, "Yanyan, I suddenly had an epiphany today. I must marry a rich second-generation in the future."

Wang Yan Yan asked, "What’s up with you, Jiaojiao?"

Pang Jiao’s thick hand held a compact mirror as she examined her acne-covered face. "Because marrying a rich man is the only way to live the life I want, so my life isn’t wasted."

As she spoke, she applied her lipstick, and Duan Shigang felt nauseated.

Wang Yan Yan’s eyes began to rotate, becoming increasingly eerie: "Yeah, I heard that women spend tens of thousands a month just on beauty treatments."

Pang Jiao found this to be exceptionally insightful. Her rough voice bellowed, "So if I don’t marry a rich man, my beauty, my figure, and my soul will all be ruined."

"Ha ha ha!" She slapped the table with laughter.

Suddenly, Duan Shigang felt nauseous; he couldn’t hold it in. A mouthful of Coke sprayed out, drenching Wang Yan Yan.

Wang Yan Yan let out a piercing scream, heard by the entire class.

Dong Qingfeng and others who were chatting quickly looked over, Cui Yu leaped onto a stool to get a better view, and Wang Longlong quickly nudged Ma Shicheng, "Brother Ma, stop fighting, the show’s starting!"

The whole class of Grade 8 was mobilized immediately.

Wang Yan Yan’s light blue dress was drenched in Coke, her ’beauty’ spoiled.

Pointing at Duan Shigang as if identifying a criminal, she complained with grievance, "He dirtied my dress!"

Not one to stand by while her friend was bullied, Pang Jiao glared and roared, "Duan Shigang, are you asking for death? Asking for it!"

Zhang Yifei echoed, "Die! Die!"

For a moment, Duan Shigang’s ears were filled with such roars.

Wang Yan Yan, being part of the Golden Flowers and their strategist, was just as malicious as the others!

Lifting up her dress, Wang Yan Yan said with a face full of anger, "Are you blind? My dress is dirty; I want you to lick it clean!"

Pang Jiao shouted, "Did you hear that!"

Li Shengnan joined in, "Did you hear that!"

Looking down Wang Yan Yan’s dress, Duan Shigang was surprised to find that under her light blue long dress, she appeared to be wearing black stockings.

"Damn, I thought she was so conservatively wrapped, but it turns out she’s covertly seductive!"

Pang Jiao roared, "Lick it clean! Did you hear!"

Li Shengnan yelled, "Are you deaf!?"

Booming shouts echoed by his ear, his head throbbing painfully.

Duan Shigang looked around; all the students watched with cold eyes, none willing to speak up for him.

Facing him were Wang Yan Yan’s murderous eyes.

Duan Shigang’s voice trembled, his hands shook, but his eyes were resolute, "Alright! Alright! Alright!"

Truth be told, if one disregarded her face, Wang Yan Yan was on par with a typical high school girl, and she even donned seductive black stockings.

Anger rising from his heart, courage gathered at his gall, he shouted, "If I have to lick, then I’ll lick!"

The whole class was shocked.

Cui Yu couldn’t hold back and blurted out, "Holy shit, worthy of Brother Gang!"

Dong Qingfeng was stunned; what a fierce person!

Under everyone’s gaze, Duan Shigang made a nimble move, pouncing to the ground; now, he was only 20 centimeters from Wang Yan Yan’s legs!

Just as Duan Shigang was about to begin, he realized that she wasn’t wearing black stockings at all – it was leg hair.

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