Chapter 355

Just as Ye Qing Qian's hand was about to touch Ye Qing Luo's bandaged wound.

Ye Qing Luo's arm suddenly retracted as she blinked her flustered eyes, "Sister, you really can't touch, I ….."

This retraction made Ye Qing Qian's hand which was clasping her wrist slid downwards.

Ye Qing Qian's grip was extremely tight and this slip caused the thing in Ye Qing Luo's tight sleeve to slip out, falling into Ye Qing Qian's hand.

Ye Qing Qian originally clasped Ye Qing Luo's wrist tightly but after Ye Qing Luo struggled free, her palm grabbed onto a soft thing.

Subconsciously clenched tightly.

Immediately, a lump of yellow stuff oozed out from the handkerchief and covered Ye Qing Qian's hand.

It was sticky and yellow stuff and it even had a strange stench.

This visual impact …. looked like a hand …. Hot shit.

Ye Qing Qian's face instantly turned as black as charcoal.

That mashed up and yellow lump reminded her of a few days ago when she was cleaning the latrine. In the process of cleaning, she couldn't help but be stained with those substances.

Immediately, the feeling of tumbling in her stomach became more obvious.

The smile on her face could no longer hang on.

When the surrounding freshmen saw the lump of stuff in Ye Qing Qian's hand, all of their expressions turned ugly and wanted to laugh.

Some even held onto the wall as they retched.

"Sigh …. Eldest Sister, I said you can't touch it, look ….."

On the contrary, Ye Qing Luo who was hiding this pile of yellow stuff, looked at Ye Qing Qian with a face full of reproach, "This is the mud sculpture which I had painstakingly made yesterday when I was competing with devil class's students in playing mud. I still wanted to bring it home and place it in my room!"

Mud?

The freshmen widened their eyes as they stared at the lump of stuff in Ye Qing Qian's hand as their mouths twitched.

Some of the freshmen had sharp ears and heard the three words devil class.

It was indeed the devil class which was known as the waste class. Other students trained hard and worked hard to learn knowledge while devil class students competed in playing mud?

When the freshmen thought of Ye Qing Luo's performance in training, all of them felt that it was a pity.

She was obviously a moldable talent but she was allocated to the waste class and had to accompany a bunch of waste to play mud.

This was simply ruining Ye Qing Luo.

"Big sister, you broke my mud sculpture! You have to compensate me! "Ye Qing Luo seemed as though she didn't notice the gazes of the surrounding people as she spoke out in grievance.

She felt wronged?

She still wants me to compensate her?

Ye Qing Qian's expression was colourful as she was so angry that she wanted to slap Ye Qing Luo to death.

Putting a lump of mud in her sleeves without rhyme or reason and putting on an innocent look, Ye Qing Luo was deliberately playing with her!

Ye Qing Luo's charming eyes blinked again as she stared at the lump of yellow substance that Ye Qing Qian was stiffly carrying. After some time, her expression changed as she covered her nose and retreated backwards, "Elder Sister, you look like you've caught a lump of sh * t ….."

It would have been better if he hadn't said it. The moment he said it, the surrounding freshmen who were suppressing their laughter and felt disgusted couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Ye Qing Luo, you ….." Ye Qing Qian's face was filled with hatred as she gritted her teeth and wanted to use that lump of thing in her hand to wipe Ye Qing Luo's face.

But when she raised her hand, Ye Qing Luo took a few steps back with a look of disgust.

The lump of yellow stuff in her hand was sticky to begin with.

After she raised her hand, that sticky lump of mud fell from her hand onto the ground.

It looked more like a pile of sh * t …..

"It's almost time for training, what are you all doing, still not lining up!"