I raised my nemesis into my husband

Chapter 65.2

After the college entrance exams, the four kids from Qing’an Town were once again the center of attention.

*

Lu Peng felt extremely guilty and used all his prize money to treat everyone to crayfish.

“Princess, I peeled a shrimp for you!” Lu Peng offered it over.

“I peeled a perfect semicircle.” The math nerd said.

Ning Sheng: “…”

Ning Sheng: “Get lost! I can do it myself!”

He just didn’t like getting the sauce on his hands—he wasn’t helpless.

Ning Sheng put on gloves and peeled a mangled shrimp for himself.

Xu Ling: “Look, what a cute dog.”

Ning Sheng turned to look, and Xu Ling snatched the shrimp from his hand, chewed twice, and swallowed it.

Ning Sheng: “…”

“You actually… dare to steal your master’s food!” Ning Sheng said.

Xu Ling peeled twenty shrimp for him with practiced efficiency.

“You’re like that spinning dog.” Lu Peng said.

Xu Ling: “?”

Lu Peng said that?

After reading it, Lu Peng returned the little note to the math nerd and continued eating shrimp.

Xu Ling: “…”

Li Haoyue: “Cloudy with clouds.”

“What are the plans for later?” Ning Sheng asked.

“Taking you all to see a movie.” Lu Peng said cheerfully.

Ning Sheng: “What movie?”

Lu Peng: “The new romance film that just came out.”

“I can’t take it anymore.” Ning Sheng said.

Xu Dashan had dragged him to watch at least seven or eight TV dramas these past few days.

Ning Sheng: “Lately, seeing romance makes me want to vomit.”

Xu Ling: “…”

His mouth fell open, his soul seemingly floating out again.

Li Haoyue looked up at the ceiling.

“What’s wrong with you?” Ning Sheng noticed something was off. “Little Bell, do you really want to watch it?”

Why had Dog Xu suddenly started loving this kind of stuff recently? Did he want to… fall in love? He seemed to be at that age.

But in the previous life, he’d never heard of the big devil king liking anyone.

Had he been feeding him too well? Well-fed and warm, thinking of… that?

“Whatever.” Ning Sheng said to Lu Peng. “You won today, watch whatever you want.”

Lu Peng: “Yay.”

The new romance film was boring as hell.

Lu Peng started sleeping before the movie even began. Ning Sheng was more polite—after thirty minutes, his head started nodding little by little, finally tilting to rest on Xu Ling’s shoulder.

Xu Ling raised his hand to circle around him, his fingertips brushing against Ning Sheng’s cheek, then inadvertently grazing his soft lips.

Ning Sheng didn’t seem to resist these small touches.

Ning Sheng said he didn’t like boys, but that didn’t mean he would dislike him specifically. Not disliking meant there was hope.

Lu Peng woke up.

In the movie, the male lead was chasing a train on the platform, kneeling and crying.

In the theater, Xu Ling was smiling brilliantly, sunny and joyful.

Lu Peng: “?”

Lu Peng went back to sleep.

Ning Sheng didn’t sleep long—he was awakened by fireworks and firecrackers in the movie.

Xu Ling noticed he was awake and fed him some popcorn.

Ning Sheng leaned against Xu Ling’s shoulder, watching the movie’s happy ending.

Love fulfilled, marriage achieved—even the boring movie had a decent conclusion.

When they left the theater, Xu Ling was obviously in a great mood, his smile even brighter than before.

Ning Sheng understood—Dog Xu probably wanted to fall in love.

College students at this age needed some proper guidance about romance. In a small place like Qing’an Town, certain education was quite lacking. The math nerd, Lu Peng, and Dog Xu were all ridiculously innocent.

But Ning Sheng had no experience himself and couldn’t teach this.

However, in this lifetime, Xu Ling was his responsibility, so he had to take some accountability.

The math nerd had a research discussion with graduate students tonight, and Lu Peng was going to dinner with the coaches, so after the movie, only Ning Sheng and Xu Ling went back to the small villa together.

Xu Ling hummed an awful song the whole way, but when they reached the villa entrance and saw Bai Liang from afar, the song suddenly sounded much better.

Ning Sheng: “So you can sing properly after all.”

“Ning Ning.” The senior said, leaning against his Bentley with a gift box. “My mother asked me to give this to you.”

Ning Sheng: “?”

What was it?

“It’s a little surprise.” Bai Liang said. “I was rude before, so I’m apologizing to you.”

Ning Sheng: “Hmph.”

Since it was from his mother’s good friend, he’d accept it first.

Ning Sheng took the gift box and lifted his chin slightly: “Anything else?”

“Not for now.” Bai Liang said, driving away.

**

“Mom.” Bai Liang called his mother. “I apologized and gave the gift.”

Bai Liang’s mother: “What did you give?”

Bai Liang: “The haute couture gift box you prepared before.”

Bai Liang’s mother: “Did you open it to look?”

Bai Liang: “How could I bear to ruin such beautiful packaging?”

Bai Liang’s mother: “Your apology was for nothing.”

Bai Liang: “How so?”

Bai Liang’s mother: “I thought Ning Ning was a little girl before, so I bought a dress.”

Bai Liang: “…” Oh no.

He’d have to find another chance to go retrieve it.

Ning Sheng swiped his card to enter the house. The stray dog beside him seemed to have leveled up again.

Xu Ling sat on the sofa coldly and nobly, legs spread wide, the throw pillow in his hands transformed into what seemed like a multi-billion contract.

Ning Sheng: “What’s wrong with you?”

Xu Ling: “Hmph.”

The arranged marriage candidate had come to the door, and I’m angry.

A friend request notification popped up on Ning Sheng’s phone.

[Shiny]: I’m Bai Liang. Don’t open the gift I gave you yet.

Ning Sheng: “?”

What was it, some kind of strategic pouch to open when needed?

Whatever, he’d ignore it for now. He had to deal with Xu Ling first.

The little devil king had been wild since childhood, and there were some things Auntie Xu and Xu Ling’s stepfather apparently hadn’t had time to teach him.

After his shower, Ning Sheng put on a black shirt, wore frameless glasses with no prescription, picked up a pointer, and went to find Xu Ling.

Xu Ling was still angry, his tone unfriendly: “What do you want?”

“Class time.” Ning Sheng said, tapping the sofa with his pointer.

Xu Ling showed some interest: “What class?”

Ning Sheng opened a youth sex education video on his computer, using the pointer to tap Xu Ling’s chest, then his lower abdomen.

Xu Ling: “…”

“I’m reluctantly making time to help you get to know your own body.” Ning Sheng said.