Chapter 31: I Won’t Turn Into a Girl… Right?

Qin Liang suddenly came to his senses as if electrocuted, belatedly realizing his transgressive actions, a look of embarrassment on his face.

Just now, the posture of his nose almost touching the other’s neck was indeed too intimate.

Not to mention the bewildered and confused Tang Yunle, even Lin Haiyu and Li Wei were stunned by his actions just now, looking at him with an extremely strange gaze.

His nose was almost touching someone else’s neck. At a glance, it looked a bit like a pervert.

“It’s nothing, I was just distracted,” the young man explained, awkwardly rubbing his nose.

“Oh.”

Tang Yunle replied and didn’t pay much attention to it, continuing to bury his head in his food.

Qin Liang, on the other hand, picked up a piece of braised chicken, put it in his mouth, the spiciness stimulating his thoughts.

That lemon scent was really familiar.

‘Should I ask Ah Le what brand of body wash he uses?’

‘Hmm… I’ll ask next time. It’s a bit strange to ask about this kind of thing now.’

Although he didn’t plan to get a girlfriend at the moment, he had even less intention of getting a boyfriend.

And his aesthetic had always been very traditional, liking fair skin, beautiful features, and long legs.

But…

The faint lemon scent in the air lingered at the tip of his nose, so familiar it made his heart tremble.

Qin Liang lowered his head and ate his braised chicken rice, but his gaze unconsciously glanced to the side: the cool white skin, the slender waist, and that fair, delicate, and exquisite face that was almost mesmerizing.

They say that half a month of military training will make you shed a layer of skin, and your skin color will be close to that of an African afterwards. But after the military training, not only did Tang Yunle not get darker, but he became even fairer.

Qin Liang couldn’t tell if it was an illusion, nor did he understand why he was always paying attention to a boy.

Perhaps it was the “Le” in his name that always reminded him of Kele. Perhaps it was the goodwill from when he had helped him with his suitcase. Or perhaps it was… the lemon scent on him, which was exactly the same as the nurse sister in his dreams, making him want to get closer.

Speaking of the lemon scent, Qin Liang thought of Kele again.

She also seemed to be surrounded by a faint lemon scent.

In a daze, his gaze unconsciously wandered downwards: the fair face, the delicate collarbone, the slender waist, the long legs, and the small section of ankle exposed by the cuff of his pants, as white as an ice cream.

‘So white, really so white. It feels as white as Kele.’

Qin Liang stared at that whiteness, his cool blue pupils trembling slightly. He suddenly realized a problem.

It seemed that since the beginning of school, this roommate of his on the lower bunk had never worn shorts.

Even now, during the dog days of summer, with the daytime temperature staying above 30 degrees, and everyone in the dorm, including himself, had switched to shorts, Tang Yunle was the only one who was different, never taking off his long pants, as if he were deliberately hiding something.

The young man’s probing gaze was too direct, so much so that the subject of his gaze noticed.

Especially when he noticed where the young man’s gaze was fixed, Tang Yunle’s heart tightened. She instinctively pulled her foot back, forcing herself to remain calm.

“Is something wrong?”

“No, I just thought of a question,” Qin Liang swallowed his chicken. “It seems I’ve never seen you wear shorts, Ah Le.”

“I’m not used to wearing shorts.”

“Okay.”

It’s Kele, Not Leke: –Big brother, the university courses are so hard!

It’s Kele, Not Leke: –I don’t understand, I don’t understand, I don’t understand at all. It feels like the teacher is talking about astronomy. troubled.jpg

GentleAsAGem: –Take your time, no rush. As long as you don’t fail, you’ll be fine in college. patpathead.jpg

It’s Kele, Not Leke: –You say it so easily, big brother. Your grades must be really good. I’m so envious.

GentleAsAGem: –My grades are just average too. I’ve been catching up on sleep in class recently.

GentleAs-A-Gem: –Are you free in a few days? I want to take you out to buy clothes.

On the lower bunk, when his gaze swept over this sentence, Tang Yunle’s heart took flight with a “wuhu.”

‘Buying clothes means I can return them, which means I can get money, which means my little wallet is saved!’

‘What could be more joyous than money?’

They agreed on a time, and he sent a few more pictures of stockings and legs, getting a certain big boy hooked while also building up goodwill and providing emotional value.

After doing all this, Tang Yunle put down his phone and glanced up at the upper bunk.

Although there was a bed board between them, he could still imagine the young man’s erection that even an AK-47 couldn’t suppress.

‘Hmph! Leg fetishist!’

These real pictures will drive you crazy!!

‘However, last time we met, he touched my leg. I wonder what it will be this time?’

‘Forget it. Money is hard to earn, and sh*t is hard to eat. I shouldn’t be thinking about these things.’

‘Even if Qin Liang does something bolder than touching my leg last time, will I resist?’

‘No.’

‘My living expenses and tuition for the next four years of college all depend on him. If I don’t make my sugar daddy happy, why should he give me money?’

He put his phone on charge and lay down on the bed. He didn’t fall asleep, but instead, he reached his hand into his long pants. He had no intention of a pre-sleep hand-job, but instead, he touched his own thigh.

Fine and smooth, slightly plump, but it didn’t affect the feel. Instead, it was warm, fair, and white. The sensation of rubbing it was exquisite, making it hard to let go.

This was a coveted treasure for countless leg fetishists, and a masterpiece that countless leg models envied and hated. So fair and slender, so straight and slim, as if all the beautiful concepts of human society about beautiful legs were concentrated here, just as the saying goes, “I could play with these legs alone for three years.”

These legs could belong to anyone, but they were uniquely unsuitable for a boy’s legs.

Tang Yunle was not unaware of the changes in his body. Even an outsider like Qin Liang had noticed something strange, let alone him.

But what after discovering it?

What could he do? How should he solve it? And how could he solve it?

Perhaps the changes had already begun the moment he accepted Tang Yunke’s help.

Tang Yunle pillowed his head on his arms and stared at the wooden board of the upper bunk, his gaze vacant yet deep.

He felt that he was now like a cross-dresser online, sacrificing everything to chase after what he desired, even if it meant flying into the flame like a moth.

If he didn’t borrow the ability, he couldn’t satisfy his sugar daddy’s hobby, and he wouldn’t be able to get any money. But if he borrowed the ability, his body would gradually change, and as for the final result…

A sneer.

Tang Yunle covered his head with the blanket.

Only God knows.