Only She Is Allowed to Touch His School Uniform

Jiang Xubai was someone no one at Shengying High dared to cross.

As the sole heir to the Jiang Group, he was cool and refined, his uniform cuffs always perfectly pressed. His presence was as cold as ice, and even the dean of students gave him a wide berth. Everyone knew the young master was a neat freak. He would never touch anything another person had handled, let alone the uniform that symbolized his aloofness.

Then transfer student Chi Xiaotang arrived.

With her high ponytail and eyes bright as stars, she dared to snatch his breakfast on her first day, tug him along by his uniform sleeve on her second, and on her third... used his uniform jacket as a pillow for her nap.

Everyone waited to see her frozen into an ice sculpture by Jiang Xubai, but instead...

When someone mocked Chi Xiaotang as a “sparrow,” Jiang Xubai casually brushed the wrinkles from his uniform. “Who gave you the right to judge someone who belongs to me?”

When Chi Xiaotang got into trouble and hid behind him, he took off his uniform and draped it over her head. His voice gave nothing away. “Stay hidden. Don’t come out.”

At the school festival, someone tried to borrow his uniform as a prop. He didn’t even look up. “She’s wearing it.”

Only later did everyone realize that Jiang Xubai’s uniform wasn’t off-limits. Only Chi Xiaotang was allowed to touch it.

His coolness was armor he wore around others. Protectiveness was instinct, etched into his bones.

And that mischievous girl had long since become the one exception in his heart, cherished and kept close with all his tenderness.

“Jiang Xubai, your uniform smells so nice.”

The tips of the boy’s ears turned red, though his voice remained cool. “Keep rubbing against it and I’ll wrap you up in it and lock you away.”