Wanghai Noble School.
In the classroom, all the male students wore expressions of agony; some were lying on their desks, some were tugging at their hair, and some wished they could crawl under their seats.
However, the sound of conversation from a corner of the classroom forced them to look up again at the source of their torment.
In the front row of the classroom, Catwoman Xiaojie sat beside Wang Yan, holding a pink thermos cup filled with steaming chicken soup.
At this moment, Catwoman Xiaojie used a silver spoon to scoop up some soup, gently blowing on it with her beautiful, sensuous lips, sending ripples across the surface of the soup.
Even though Catwoman Xiaojie had only been here for a few days, she almost always brought a thermos of soup every day, with a different kind each time, like radish lean meat soup, meatball four-ingredient soup, and jujube chicken leg soup.
Every recess, Catwoman Xiaojie would bring hot soup to Wang Yan and personally feed it to him.
