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Join the ServerMonday morning arrived all too swiftly.
Lin Shishi stood before the bathroom mirror.
Her cheeks flushed with warmth.
Song Qinghuan stood directly behind her.
“Don’t move.”
****
“Good girl,” Song Qinghuan murmured, straightening up. She tucked the stationery box into her bag, then ruffled Lin Shishi’s hair before taking her hand.
“Come on, we’ll be late.”
They hailed a taxi to school.
In the back of the taxi, Song Qinghuan was uncharacteristically well-behaved. She simply held Lin Shishi’s hand, her fingers gently caressing the other girl’s palm, without any further suggestive gestures.
Outside the window, the city’s morning was bustling and noisy.
Lin Shishi watched the street scenes flash by, her gaze occasionally drifting to her own thighs.
Her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.
****
Today’s schedule was packed.
The first class was Advanced Mathematics.
After that, the second class of the morning was Lin Shishi’s elective, ‘News Editing.’
Song Qinghuan had no class during that period, so she returned to her dorm.
Lin Shishi entered the classroom alone.
She habitually made her way to a corner seat in the back row, the most inconspicuous spot.
It was perfect for someone with her introverted nature and petite stature, a place to hide away.
Upon sitting down, she pulled out her notebook and pen, preparing to listen to the lecture.
The classroom gradually filled with students.
Five minutes before class began, a figure settled into the empty seat beside her.
Lin Shishi instinctively turned her head, then froze.
It was a tall, strikingly beautiful girl.
She had long, wine-red wavy hair that cascaded casually over her shoulders.
Her features were sharp and exquisite, her eyelashes long and dense.
The girl wore a modified school uniform—her shirt hem was tied in a knot, revealing a section of her slender, toned midriff.
Her skirt had also been shortened, barely long enough to cover her hips.
She wasn’t wearing black calf-high socks; her legs were long, straight, and smooth, with skin as fair as porcelain.
“Hi.”
The girl greeted her proactively. “Alone?”
Lin Shishi’s face reddened slightly, and she quickly turned her head back, staring at her desktop without a word.
She could feel the other girl’s gaze assessing her, a direct look filled with undisguised interest.
The girl’s eyes first landed on Lin Shishi’s twin ponytails, then moved down, sweeping over her chest, which rose and fell subtly with her nervousness.
Then further down…
Suddenly, the girl’s eyes brightened.
She leaned closer, lowering her voice, and spoke with a mischievous grin: “Hey, something’s strange on your leg. A tattoo?”
Lin Shishi stiffened instantly, her hand instinctively reaching to press down her skirt.
But it was too late; the girl’s eyesight was clearly excellent.
Pfft—
The girl’s voice held playful laughter. “Tsk, tsk, quite fashionable, isn’t it? A little pet?”
Lin Shishi’s face burned crimson in an instant.
She wanted to stand up and switch seats, but the class bell rang, and the teacher walked in.
She could only sit rigidly, praying for the class to end quickly.
However, the girl beside her clearly had no intention of letting her off the hook.
When the teacher’s attention turned to the projector screen, a hand with red nail polish subtly reached out, touching Lin Shishi’s thigh, which was exposed by her short skirt.
Lin Shishi jolted as if electrocuted, nearly leaping up.
“Don’t be so nervous.”
The girl leaned into her ear. “I’m just curious… what does it say?”
“Let go…”
Lin Shishi whispered, her voice barely audible.
“Then tell me,” the girl pressed, her voice still low but full of teasing. “Who is Song Qinghuan?”
Lin Shishi bit her lip, remaining silent.
Just then, the teacher seemed to notice the commotion and glanced in their direction.
The girl finally withdrew her hand for the moment.
“After class, I’ll make sure to ‘adjust’ you properly—”
The girl whispered this into her ear.
Lin Shishi immediately picked up her phone and sent a message to Song Qinghuan: [Master, save me quickly—a bad woman is bullying me.]
The rest of the class was a long ordeal for Lin Shishi.
She could feel the girl’s undisguised gaze roaming over her, finally settling between her tightly pressed thighs.
Finally, the dismissal bell rang.
As soon as the teacher said, “Class dismissed,” Lin Shishi grabbed her bag, intending to run, but a hand swiftly pressed down on her shoulder.
“In such a hurry to go where?”
The girl’s voice, tinged with amusement, sounded from behind her. “We haven’t properly gotten acquainted yet.”
“I… I need to go to my next class…”
Lin Shishi tried to struggle, but the other girl’s strength was considerable.
“Don’t rush,” the girl said, circling around to block her path.
Now Lin Shishi could see her face more clearly—it was truly beautiful, but with an aggressive kind of beauty.
The classroom was almost empty.
“Stop!” a clear yet authoritative voice called out.
A person stood at the doorway.
It was Song Qinghuan.
Her expression was grim, her eyes like chips of ice.
Lin Shishi rushed into Song Qinghuan’s embrace.
Song Qinghuan held her close, one hand gently stroking her back, her eyes fixed intently on the tall girl in the aisle.
The girl looked at the suddenly appearing Song Qinghuan, first startled, then she smiled.
She slowly straightened up, smoothing her slightly disheveled hair.
“Oh, I didn’t realize! So you’re Song Qinghuan!”
The girl crossed her arms, a gesture that further accentuated the lines of her chest.
Song Qinghuan did not return her smile, only stating coldly, “Dare to bully my woman? What’s your name?”
“My name is Dai Canglan.”
The girl tilted her head, her wine-red curls sliding over one shoulder with the movement. “What, didn’t you realize? So she’s your little pet!”
Lin Shishi’s face instantly flushed crimson, even the tips of her ears turning pink.
Song Qinghuan’s gaze grew even colder.
She took a step forward, almost face-to-face with Dai Canglan.
“That’s right, she’s my little pet. What are you going to do about it?”
Dai Canglan raised an eyebrow. “Very well, very well,” she chuckled, her smile holding a hint of provocation. “We’ll meet again!”
Song Qinghuan sneered.
She suppressed the urge to physically assault the other girl.
She remembered Song Siyu’s instructions, forbidding her from using martial arts to hit people without cause.
Naturally, she reached out and wrapped an arm around Lin Shishi’s shoulders.
Lin Shishi was a head shorter than her; held like this, she almost melted into Song Qinghuan’s embrace.
“I’m sorry, my little pet,” Song Qinghuan’s voice softened. “I let you get bullied.”
Lin Shishi leaned into Song Qinghuan’s arms, inhaling her faint perfume.
The girl frowned slightly, but within Song Qinghuan’s embrace, she still felt incredibly sweet.
“It’s alright,” she whispered, her voice still trembling slightly.
As she said this, Lin Shishi’s face turned crimson once more.
Her skin was already fair, and now, flushed with color, it spread from her cheeks down to her neck, even her earlobes turning rosy.
“I’ve remembered her,” Song Qinghuan snorted coldly. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she learns her lesson another day.”
She raised her hand, her fingertips gently caressing Lin Shishi’s cheek. “No one, absolutely no one, dares to snatch away my little pet.”
Lin Shishi unconsciously rubbed her cheek against Song Qinghuan’s hand, like a true kitten.
This small incident made Song Qinghuan ponder a problem:
What should Lin Shishi do when she wasn’t around?
Song Qinghuan was acutely aware of the intensity of her possessiveness—she could never tolerate any other woman touching Lin Shishi.
Lin Shishi was hers, from head to toe, inside and out, from her mouth to her backside; she was her sole possession.
But the problem was, she couldn’t be by Lin Shishi’s side every single moment.
Song Qinghuan secretly made a decision:
If she wasn’t present, Lin Shishi should try to wear more clothes.
She couldn’t be allowed to appear so sexy and alluring.
Otherwise, more girls would likely lose control and come to bully her little darling again.
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