Chapter 38: Going to Get a Room?!

Inside the hourly-rate hotel room, Tang Yunle took out the black-stockinged JK uniform set.

The gray JK uniform set, paired with a pearl-white shirt, a plaid short skirt in an academic style, and knee-high black stockings, lay quietly in the packaging bag, the folds of the fabric exuding exquisiteness.

“JK adds a critical hit. I hope Ah Liang doesn’t go too far with the groping this time,” Tang Yunle muttered, holding the women’s clothing as he entered the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, the mirror reflected the cool and aloof silhouette of a beautiful figure. Her cool, white skin glowed with a girlish luster, and her straight, slender legs had a soft curve.

Tang Yunle looked at the person in the mirror and silently recited a word in his heart.

“Change.”

The next moment, his vision blurred. When he opened his eyes again, he had become she. With the experience of the past few times, Tang Yunle put on the JK uniform, then sat down to the side and took out a pair of black stockings.

The black stockings were the ones Qin Liang had bought for her last time, three thousand yuan a pair. In Tang Yunle’s opinion, it was a total IQ tax.

But alas, she wasn’t the rich one, so she couldn’t say anything. Now, it was a good time to make use of them.

After being a man for over a decade, putting on black stockings with her own hands was really a test of her sense of shame. Especially when she personally put the cool stockings on her calves, the fine fibers slowly wrapping around her legs, every inch of her skin feeling a subtle, tingling itch.

When the edge of the stockings finally reached the base of her thighs, she unconsciously curled her toes.

After putting the two black stockings on her calves, Tang Yunle stood up, stepping on the hem of her short skirt. The rustling sound of the stockings rubbing against her thighs made her cheeks flush.

She looked at the JK girl in the mirror with her long hair falling to her waist. The faint muscle lines under the black stockings unexpectedly merged with the soft curves, creating a breathtaking beauty.

Tang Yunle was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.

She looked down. When her gaze fell on the two orbs faintly visible under her collar, she hesitated for a moment, then undid one of the buttons. Snow-white skin was revealed at the collar of her shirt, with a hint of deliberate seduction.

“Ah Liang, I’m even letting you feel me up.”

“You have to give me a lot of money.”

The beautiful girl murmured.

Nanchang Jiaoyuan College, Lakeside Park.

On a public bench sat a man and a woman. Qin Liang, dressed in casual clothes, and beside him, a beautiful girl in a JK uniform and black stockings, with a small kitten curled up on her lap.

“Big brother, I didn’t expect you to have a cat.”

“What’s this cat’s name? Have you named it, big brother?”

“It’s so small. What does it eat? The school’s braised chicken rice?”

Her voice had a playful lilt at the end. She feigned innocence as she played with the kitten, but her peripheral vision was secretly glancing at Qin Liang beside her. Seeing his gaze glued to her, she felt a surge of joy in her heart.

‘You little thing, a mere pair of black stockings and a JK uniform has you so captivated.’

‘Hurry up and offer your money!’

However, at this moment, Qin Liang was in a rather strange state, or to be more precise, he was “restless.”

How should he put it? The almost identical light lemon scent as his roommate Ah Le, her open collar, her long, slender legs in black stockings, plus the ambiguous scenes of couples cuddling or kissing in the lakeside park, the steaming summer heat in the air seemed to have transformed into an invisible caress.

His body’s instinctive reaction was simply uncontrollable, like a rising tide, wave after wave crashing against the dam of his reason.

In layman’s terms, he was a little horny, and he wanted to sleep with… her.

It had nothing to do with love, nothing to do with affection. It was just the most instinctive impulse and desire of a male when faced with a highly attractive female.

A man’s desire.

A man’s innate desire for and aggression towards a beautiful woman.

He pinched his thigh hard, pulling his reason back from the brink of desire. Qin Liang stared at the ripples on the lake’s surface, blown by the wind, forcing himself to count the water trails left by the distant tour boats.

If he had doubted his sexual orientation before, then all of his body’s instinctive reactions now gave him the answer.

‘Thoughts can be deceiving, but my little brother won’t.’

“Kele, your sister?” Qin Liang’s Adam’s apple bobbed with difficulty. He spoke in a deliberately casual tone, trying to pull his wandering attention back to reality.

“She didn’t come. She’s busy with her homework.” Tang Yunle stopped playing with the cat and turned to look at the young man with ice-blue pupils who was pretending to be calm beside her. Her playful gaze swept over a certain bulge, becoming even more playful. “But she really likes the white stockings you bought her last time, big brother. I’ll have her take a few pictures for you later and send them over.”

“By the way.”

She suddenly leaned closer, her black-stockinged knee inadvertently brushing against Qin Liang’s pant leg.

Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, the tips brushing against the young man’s hot neck. Her breath, scented with lemon, sprayed by his ear as she exhaled softly, “Big brother, didn’t you say you were going to take me to buy clothes?”

Qin Liang abruptly turned his head, only to crash into a pair of beautiful eyes filled with a radiant smile.

Under the girl’s slightly open collar, the faintly visible snow-white skin glowed with a seductive luster. Her black-stockinged legs were crossed and gently swaying, like a lit fuse. All restraint collapsed in an instant!

Only a single thought remained, spreading like wildfire through his mind—Damn it! I want to sleep with her!

If you were to ask who in this world understands a man’s preferences best, it would undoubtedly be another man.

And if you were to ask who in this world understands Qin Liang best, it would undoubtedly be Tang Yunle, who had entered his dreams multiple times.

The innocence of a JK uniform, the seduction of black stockings, paired with a soft and sweet tone of voice—she had him completely in her grasp.

‘Next, it’s time for some groping.’

Tang Yunle thought to herself.

With this round of seduction, she had already ignited the fire in Qin Liang’s heart. And once a fire is lit, it naturally needs to be vented.

She just didn’t know if it would be leg-touching, breast-groping, or a forced kiss.

If it were a forced kiss, she could only pray that Qin Liang’s mouth didn’t have a strange smell.

As for resisting, hehe.

Just imagine, when a man, consumed by lust, is in the middle of watching a pornographic movie on his phone, and you rush in, snatch his phone, and smash it, what would be the consequences?

The answer is self-evident.

One could only say that everything had to make way for money.

Of course, when Tang Yunle chose to walk this path to get money from Qin Liang, she understood what she had to give up and was prepared for it.

As long as he didn’t cross the line, she wouldn’t play the virtuous hypocrite.

She closed her eyes slightly, preparing to welcome the impending “assault.”

A slightly hoarse voice sounded.

“Let’s go. I’ll take you to buy clothes.”

She abruptly opened her eyes and saw only Qin Liang’s hastily retreating back. He was practically fleeing, his originally straight back now slightly hunched, as if he were trying to hide something.

Tang Yunle: ???

‘No, bro! This makes me feel very unaccomplished.’

‘Even if you were so consumed by lust that you wanted to take me to a hotel, it would give me more of a sense of accomplishment than you just silently turning and leaving.’

But no matter how much she complained in her heart, when Qin Liang turned his head and gave her a “follow me” look, this “beautiful girl” in black stockings and a JK uniform immediately put away her resentment and followed him with a clatter of her small leather shoes.

Next was the women’s clothing shopping. Tang Yunle had no knowledge of women’s clothing and didn’t understand the various sales pitches of the shopping guides. All she knew was that Qin Liang bought a lot of expensive women’s clothing. Even if she returned them for a refund later, she would still make a lot of money. She acted like a good girl the whole way, providing emotional value.

Until she walked out of the shopping mall with a heavy shopping bag, Tang Yunle, who had been a little depressed because her “seduction” hadn’t been successful, was all smiles.

She couldn’t help it. Money always makes people smile.

She had a cup of milk tea with Qin Liang at a milk tea shop. Tang Yunle paid for it.

A technique from the “Gold Digger’s Handbook.”

As long as both the man and the woman have a record of mutual spending, even if she runs away with the money in the future, she can still avoid the minefield of “online fraud.”

It was getting dark, and Tang Yunle was considering whether to leave early.

After all, she had booked an hourly-rate hotel room. If she didn’t extend the time, the hotel front desk would pack up the clothes in the room along with the trash and throw them out.

If her men’s clothes were gone, she couldn’t possibly go back to the dorm in women’s clothing, right?

Suddenly, a coolness spread from her wrist.

She looked down and saw a pale hand holding her wrist.

She looked up and met Qin Liang’s ice-blue eyes, which were burning with lust. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, hesitant yet with a hint of determination.

“Um… Kele, tonight, let’s go get a room.”