Chapter 68: A Frantic Encounter in the Changing Room

To escape the security guards, Chen Lin ducked into the changing room without thinking.

As luck would have it, Liying was already there.

She wore a thin knitted sweater and was busy cleaning coffee stains off her skirt and top. The coffee stain was pure bad luck. Her teacher had been so excited explaining an Olympiad math problem that he knocked over a Starbucks cup, spilling it all over her clothes.

She had borrowed a spare outfit, but she liked this sweater too much to change. She’d go back to class once the stains were gone.

When Chen Lin saw her, she had already taken off her dirty skirt. She wore only shorts, wiping at the stain with a damp handkerchief and cleaner.

He hadn’t seen her since middle school. She had changed a lot. Her skin was fairer now, with only faint traces of tan left. Her figure was still impressive. Even in high school, she had a D-cup. Her delicate features hadn’t changed. Her red lips were alluring. Her long lashes framed beautiful eyes. She really was the cutest girl in their middle school. Even with a simple ponytail, she looked pure and lovely.

Her personality seemed the same. A little spacey, a little scatterbrained.

When she saw Chen Lin, her innocent eyes showed obvious panic. She was wearing shorts, so being seen shouldn’t be a big deal. But it was still embarrassing.

Almost instinctively, she started to scream.

To keep her quiet and avoid attracting the guards, Chen Lin grabbed her. He pressed her against the locker from behind and covered her mouth with his right hand.

He regretted it immediately. Why did he do that?

“Mmm… mmm…” She tried to speak, but he was pressing too hard.

Liying was terrified. Behind her, Chen Lin was even more scared.

Looking at her pinned against the locker, he felt like he had accidentally done something very perverted.

“…It’s not what you think. Let me explain. I didn’t mean to come in here. I had a reason…” He leaned close to her ear and whispered.

Being this close to a man, she had to resist. She struggled and bit his right hand.

He was wearing gloves, so it didn’t hurt much. He didn’t want to be too violent, so he let go of her mouth.

Just as she was about to say something angrily, he said something that infuriated her.

“How do you feel? You haven’t fallen for me, have you?” he asked nervously.

He was wearing gloves, but he still doubted whether the ‘seal’ effect of the gloves was working. If he avoided direct contact with his right hand, would the ‘curse’ not take effect?

This wasn’t a good time to test it, but it had already happened. He was terrified that Liying might like him.

He already had trouble with Shihan and Yan. He couldn’t handle any more girls liking him.

So he prayed in his heart: Please don’t let her like me.

“…What are you babbling about? Why would I ever like you?” There were so many things wrong with this situation that she didn’t know where to start.

Some guy randomly pins her to a locker and asks if she likes him. Did he think she was some kind of masochist? She didn’t have weird fetishes.

He looked familiar, but she couldn’t place him. She already didn’t like him, and now she genuinely hated him.

“…You psycho! Pervert! Let go of me…” she cursed.

Her curses sounded like music to his ears.

He could tell she wasn’t being tsundere. She really meant it. She really hated him.

This was perfect. It meant she didn’t like him.

And it meant using gloves to seal his right hand was a viable strategy.

“Please curse me more. If you do, I’ll let you go right away,” he said, looking like he was enjoying it.

Seeing that her insults only excited him, she felt goosebumps all over. This was too disgusting. It made her sick.

So he was a huge pervert. Her abuse was like a reward to him.

If that was the case, she wouldn’t give him any more ‘rewards’. She didn’t want to satisfy his sick fetish.

She took a deep breath. If he thought she was a weak girl, he was wrong.

She had a tan in middle school because she practiced karate. She trained under the sun every day.

She didn’t like karate, but her family ran a dojo. Her father forced her to learn some fighting skills.

She wasn’t as good as her father, but she was confident she could beat a guy her age.

She hadn’t used karate earlier because she panicked. Now she was calm.

And since he was a pervert, she didn’t have to hold back. Beating up a pervert should be self-defense, right?

When she suddenly went quiet, Chen Lin got curious. “What’s wrong? Why aren’t you cursing me? Don’t tell me you’ve started to like me…”

His paranoid words made her even angrier.

Narcissistic super pervert!

She adjusted her breathing and decided to no longer go easy on him.

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