You are all bad women! Don't come over!-Chapter 77 - 75 Kidnapping the Princess

"Eh..." Cai Yuncui was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "I wouldn’t say I’m particularly good at it, just okay, I guess."

"Then, would you like to race me?"

The evening breeze tousled Catherine’s long hair beside her ears. She pursed her lips and, in front of everyone, challenged the new sports teacher.

Shen Mochen gave Catherine a surprised look.

"You want to race me?" Cai Yuncui tilted her head and said with a smile, "Sure!"

Cai Yuncui didn’t overthink it; to her, it was just a friendly match between teacher and student, so she readily accepted.

People whispered among themselves; everyone knew that Catherine held the long-distance running records at First Middle School, but Cai Yuncui was a Graduate from Buque, surely not a weak competitor.

However, what they found odd was why the always composed Princess suddenly decided to have a race?

Surrounded by the crowd, Cai Yuncui and Catherine arrived at the racetrack.

"How far?" Cai Yuncui asked.

"Eight hundred meters, three thousand meters, five thousand meters, any is fine," Catherine said coolly.

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"Then let’s go for three thousand meters."

Cai Yuncui proposed a compromise, and Catherine nodded her agreement. Catherine borrowed a hair tie from a friend to tie up her hair and then got Cai Yuncui’s stopwatch and tossed it to Shen Mochen.

"You time us,"

she said indifferently, without giving him a second glance.

Though free time had already begun, no one left. One was the absolute ruler of the campus, the School Queen, and the other a hero from Buque, but who would win? Everyone was curious to the point that they ignored why Catherine had Shen Mochen keep time.

The two runners stood on the track, and at the command, they both shot off like arrows.

"Go, go!"

The students from Class A cheered and jeered.

Shen Mochen stared intently at Catherine, furrowing his brow. Was it jealousy, mere possessiveness, or perhaps, was this display also part of her performance to make him fall for her?

In the first half, Catherine was consistently in the lead, and after four laps, she had already opened up a half-lap gap from Cai Yuncui. But as the second half began, Cai Yuncui started to accelerate, closing the distance between them, even managing to overtake Catherine in the final lap.

As the end drew near, student enthusiasm peaked, and the sounds of support became a chorus.

The result was that Cai Yuncui reached the finish line first, with a time of 9 minutes and 42 seconds, while Catherine arrived a leisurely ten seconds later.

The Princess had actually lost...

However, before the crowd could recover from their astonishment, they suddenly saw the normally reserved Shen Mochen dart onto the track, scoop up Catherine, who had just crossed the finish line, and take off running!

Everyone was stunned, the situation felt so surreal that by the time they had processed it, Shen Mochen was already far away, carrying Catherine in his arms.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing!"

Everyone was angry, especially the boys. They were already irritated with Shen Mochen, but now, he dared to molest the Princess in broad daylight!

Had he lost his mind with lust, grown audacious, or gone crazy? Who gave him the courage!

"Are you trying to kidnap her? Put her down right now!"

As the crowd chased, they shouted angrily at Shen Mochen. Yet, despite his lean appearance, who would have thought he could run faster than a rabbit!

Even though he was carrying someone on his shoulders, a whole group of people still couldn’t catch up!

Cai Yuncui followed the group in pursuit, unable to figure out why Shen Mochen had pulled such a stunt! What was he doing?

Should she catch him now? Cai Yuncui’s eyes flickered, thinking that if she used her superpower, she could catch him quickly. But...

There must be a reason for what he had done.

Somehow, Cai Yuncui just trusted him and decided to wait and see how things played out.

"Have you lost your mind?" Catherine, resting against Shen Mochen’s shoulder, had been silent for a while and then suddenly burst out laughing.

But her voice was not panicked; instead, it carried a sense of ease and teasing. It was a sentiment she hadn’t expressed in a long while.

"Are you seriously ill... and you just have to race today... can’t it wait until next week?" Shen Mochen panted heavily.

"Why wait for an auspicious day? I just felt like doing it now," Catherine continued with a laugh, her cheerful voice dispelling the gloomy mood of the past days, "But you, you’re going to suffer later!"

"Just you watch, see you in the infirmary, hurry up!" Shen Mochen yelled to the sky.

"Are you talking to Fuzi?" Catherine asked.

Shen Mochen had no time to answer Catherine. Although his early years in the slums, filled with fighting and killing, had trained him to run a hundred meters in 11 seconds, with Catherine’s height of 172 cm and her large G-cup, she definitely weighed over a hundred pounds. It was already the limit for him not to be caught by the pursuers while carrying her.

Catherine continued to laugh: "Hey, hey, hey, can we change positions? You’re pressing on my chest, and it hurts. I feel like I’m a water bucket being carried around."

"What kind of water bucket would be as heavy as you, oh, oh, oh..."

Before Shen Mochen could finish his sentence, he let out a series of screams.

"Don’t pinch, don’t pinch, don’t pinch! I meant to say you’re as fragrant, soft, and pretty as a bucket of water!"

As Shen Mochen pleaded, he slowed down slightly to change to a princess carry and continued to sprint.

Catherine hummed softly, somewhat satisfied.

"Hey, can you stop sweating? It’s dripping all over me," Catherine said, smiling at Shen Mochen.

Though she had noticed that day on the subway, Shen Mochen’s chest was quite broad. It reminded her of a comforting feeling from her childhood. Hmm, Shen Mochen, just a nobody.

You might as well tell me to stop breathing! Shen Mochen thought to himself, wondering who he was doing all this for. Besides, he hadn’t even complained about her sweating profusely from running three kilometers... and she still smelled good. Annoying!

Catherine poked Shen Mochen’s face and teased, "Tired? Want to put me down?"

Shen Mochen feigned great happiness on his face: "Are you sure?"

"You dare!"

Catherine reached out and pulled his hair.

Women, your name should be ’saying one thing and meaning another’... ugh, that’s such an old joke.

Shen Mochen quickly completed his internal criticism and counter-criticism.

"Hurry up, or the ghost will catch you. Wow, you’re so slow, if you keep this up, they’re going to beat you up..."

Catherine glanced behind Shen Mochen, leisurely urging him on. She seemed like an outsider, enjoying the sight of Shen Mochen’s disheveled state, without a hint of nervousness.

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Shen Mochen was half dead with anger, thinking, I’ve been carrying you for so long, not expecting your gratefulness, but at least you could hold back on the sarcastic comments, hey! If you keep this up, I’m really going to throw you down!

"Second bed by the door," Fuzi’s voice faintly reached Shen Mochen’s ears.

Fine, I got it!