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Blushing unconsciously, Yixin Xue, overcome with shyness, averted her gaze.
Before, with her hair loose, she could twirl it to ease her nerves. Now, her hands had nowhere to go.
Ling Yuan stared helplessly at the beautiful leg before him.
A girl’s leg! A real leg!
More importantly, looking up her thigh, his eyes widened.
It was chilly out, and she was wearing just that…
“Idiot! Where are you looking!?”
Her face flushed redder, overwhelmed by unprecedented shame.
So much for being tough?
It was just a cover for her inner shyness, but her body betrayed her far too honestly.
Hearing her voice, he quickly lowered his head.
“You sure… Class President…?”
“Hurry up, idiot…”
“Alright.”
He swallowed hard, reaching to steady her leg.
When his fingertips brushed her snow-white, tender skin, he froze.
[So soft!]
Not as soft as a chest, but the way her skin yielded under gravity and bounced back was mesmerizing.
A scene straight out of anime, unfolding right before him—a fantasy for countless otakus!
And Yixin Xue’s legs were…
A work of art! No, every part of her—face, figure—was a masterpiece!
He shook his head, trying to stay clear-headed.
[Close call. Almost fell for her legs. If I did, she’d have me wrapped around her finger!]
Squinting at the seductive leg in his hand, a mischievous idea sparked.
His fingers gripped the edge of her stocking, slowly pulling it down, grazing her skin. A tingling, electric sensation made her shudder.
[Ahh~ What’s Ling Yuan doing!?]
She nearly let out a strange sound, biting her lip to suppress it, but it only fueled her growing desire.
How… how did this happen… I can’t be tough like this…
Her flame-red eyes softened, brimming with tenderness.
But halfway through, he suddenly sped up, yanking the stocking off in a second.
“…Hm?”
The abrupt shift caught her off guard, cutting off her mounting desire. She nearly lost her balance.
“You…”
She wanted to ask why, but a suppressed gasp almost escaped, making her clamp her mouth shut.
“Didn’t you tell me to take it off?”
He feigned innocence, seeing she was at her limit.
So, all her actions were just for thrills, to relieve her pent-up stress?
[Is she just using me as an outlet…?]
Probably…
He comforted himself with that. He didn’t want to be loved by a yandere. As the saying goes:
‘I love a yandere, that’s a story. A yandere loves me, that’s a disaster.’
Sure, she wasn’t that extreme yet…
“I…”
She bit her lip. That tingling sensation had shattered her cool facade.
Be tough… be tough… that’s how to win him…
But why was she so sensitive? Nothing had happened, yet she was already soaked.
Her leg was still on the desk. If he looked up, he’d see everything, wet and all.
Thankfully, her underwear was dark today—probably not noticeable…
“Let’s… keep going…”
“You look like you’re done, Class President…”
Her body swayed like a leaf in the autumn breeze.
“I…”
She raised her hand, then let it fall.
She didn’t have the courage for something so bold…
Silent, she stared at him. He couldn’t tell what she was thinking, but the air turned arctic.
“Class President… you okay?”
He asked tentatively.
“Ugh…”
She pulled her leg back, quietly taking the stocking from his hand.
“Go back…”
“Huh… you sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah… hurry back to class…”
She turned away, her bell jingling.
“Alright.”
Not knowing what else to say, he slipped out of the storage room.
“Phew—”
She exhaled, sitting on the desk. Her blush lingered, her body still craving…
Guess she’d use her hand… just to calm it down…
“Hey, Class President! What do I say when I get back?”
He burst back in, flinging the door open.
Her shameful moment exposed to the boy she liked, anger and embarrassment flooded her face. She pressed down her skirt, shouting,
“Idiot! Get out!”
“Sorry, sorry…”
Terrified, he slammed the door shut and sprinted back to class at record speed.
Alone in the storage room, Yixin Xue sat dazed on the desk.
“That idiot…”
She murmured.
Right, punishment. Tonight, she’d punish him properly.
School rules forbade going too far, but outside school was fair game, right?
She rubbed her face, calming her embarrassment, and fixed her disheveled clothes.
“So crazy…”
A self-mocking whisper escaped her lips.
“When can I be as tough as Sister says…”
[Or… he could pin me on the desk…]
***
Back in class, Ling Yuan kept his head down, avoiding her eyes. She’d looked genuinely angry.
[I’m done for. Did I see something I shouldn’t have? She’s mad.]
He stole a glance at her back, then quickly looked down.
[She’s not turning around… sitting so properly… I’m screwed. I pissed her off. Tonight’s gonna be rough.]
Yixin Xue propped her head up, her gaze dimming.
[Was I too harsh? He’s scared to look at me now…]
[If this ruins things… will he stop listening to me entirely…?]
“Uh, Class President… still eating lunch together?”
Guilt-ridden, he couldn’t stand the cold silence, even if it was just minutes.
“Why not?”
She turned, smiling, and he sighed in relief.
He just prayed he wouldn’t run into Yan Xi at lunch.
[Yan Xi, please don’t show up. Your brother just wants to survive…]
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