Chapter 83: Who Fell in Love?

Had she really been feminized?

Tang Yunle didn’t know.

She only knew that recently, she had gotten used to wearing small skirts, gotten used to the arrival of her monthly period, and had even gotten used to the dehumanizing term ‘female pet.’

Although every time she wore women’s clothing, black stockings, and small skirts, she would emphasize in her heart that she was an iron-boned boy, and that she was only doing all this to fit in with the group and no longer receive strange looks from others. But every time the tight feeling of black stockings wrapped around her thighs, and the cool breeze brushed against her lower body when she walked in a small skirt, a strange feeling would always rise in her heart.

Time was like an anesthetic, numbing her senses and making her lose the awareness of resistance in a subtle way.

The two of them ate barbecue for a long time this time, but the atmosphere was not as cheerful as usual.

After Tang Yunle had made her promise, Qin Liang drank heavily and ate heartily, but his gaze was always fixed on the girl’s snow-white swan neck, with three parts familiarity, three parts strangeness, and four parts of sizing up a piece of merchandise, which made Tang Yunle shrink her neck a little in fear.

Until the barbecue was over, a slightly tipsy Tang Yunle helped up Qin Liang, who had already passed out drunk.

She didn’t know why, but Qin Liang’s drinking capacity was exceptionally high today. He had drunk a lot but couldn’t hold his liquor and had passed out directly.

The girl was also a little tipsy at this moment. She said she was helping the young man up, but she herself was also staggering as she walked. So much so that while she was supporting Qin Liang, half of her body was leaning against him, almost clinging to him.

Her pink nose gently brushed against the young man’s cheek, with an intimate murmur:

“Ah Liang, you smell quite good.”

“It’s the scent of cedar mixed with alcohol.”

Her breath, mixed with the scent of lemon, brushed against his face, bringing a slightly itchy and numb sensation.

Qin Liang opened his eyes uncomfortably and tilted his head.

“Ah Le, I’m out of strength. I probably can’t carry you back to the dorm.”

“Then let’s find a hotel and sleep for the night,” Tang Yunle replied.

In the end, the two of them went to a hotel near the barbecue stall. They didn’t plan to go back to the dorm tonight, so they just got a room and went to sleep.

A drunkard and a half-drunk drunkard, having to climb eight floors back to their dorm—putting aside how tiring it would be to climb eight floors, just the risk of missing a step and rolling down was enough to make one hesitate.

The night was deep. The bright moonlight shone through the window onto the snow-white big bed, casting two cuddling figures.

Perhaps they had drunk too much. They were very drunk but couldn’t sleep. The two of them leaned against the bed, saying some “drunken truths.”

“Money, money, my money… I’m going to scam you out of all your money, drain you dry, you fool! I want lots and lots of money!”

The girl waved her arms, her gaze fixed on Qin Liang, giggling. Although she was very drunk, as soon as money was mentioned, she would bloom like a sunflower, cheering and jumping for joy.

“Don’t be assimilated. Don’t leave me alone… or I’ll find a hypnotist and brainwash you into the appearance I like. When my surgery fails this year and I die, I’ll kill you too, so you can go down with me.”

This was the young man with ice-blue pupils, his eyes tinged with a drunken red, gently squeezing Tang Yunle’s swan neck as he murmured, as if he wanted to carve these words into her very bones.

At this moment, a girl who was obsessed with money and had it carved into her bones, and a young man who longed for companionship, even to the point of dying together.

All that could be said was that this scene was truly strange and bizarre.

After an unknown amount of time, the silver moon in the sky had already tilted to the east, and more than half of the night had quietly slipped away.

Most of Qin Liang’s drunkenness had subsided. He was fast asleep, but was woken up by a commotion.

He opened his drowsy eyes and saw Tang Yunle straddling him, leaning down. Her ruby-red cherry lips glistened softly in the moonlight. With every frown and smile, her long hair was plated with a hazy silver edge, making her exceptionally beautiful.

She was drunk.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              But she is more seductive than any moment when she is awake, like a fairy.

“Ah Liang, didn’t you want to know if I’ve been feminized?”

“I’ve been thinking about it for half the night, and I still haven’t figured it out.”

“So, let’s do an experiment, okay?”

“I heard that when male and female hormones collide, it creates a heart-fluttering sensation. I’m a female pet now, but I don’t know if my mind has been feminized. So…”

Tang Yunle leaned lower and lower, her drunken, dark black eyes meeting his ice-blue pupils, a playful smile in them.

“Let’s kiss once.”

“Huh?” Qin Liang was astonished.

After sleeping for half the night, most of his drunkenness had worn off. He was still quite sober at this moment. The first thought that came to his mind after hearing this was—

—Is my good brother in a hurry to give me a benefit?

Then he realized that this was not a benefit at all. It was clearly her trying to personally tear off his “pure love party” label!

Although because of some dark history, his first kiss was long gone, the current Tang Yunle was a real girl.

Kissing a girl, this was forcing him to fall from a pure love warrior to a harem stallion.

He would be letting down his parents, who had taught him to be pure in his feelings since he was a child. He would be letting down his girlfriend in this world, Kele, with whom he had a name but no reality. And he would be letting down himself, who had been a self-proclaimed pure love party member since he was a child.

Qin Liang wanted to struggle.

But unfortunately, at this moment, only his brain had sobered up. His body was still trapped in the paralysis of alcohol, and he had no strength to resist. He could only watch helplessly as Tang Yunle leaned towards him.

Concerned about his “pure love party” label, Qin Liang, in his urgency, directly shouted, “Ah Le, wait, I…”

His words were abruptly cut off.

The girl leaned down, her ruby lips directly sealing the young man’s mouth, her long hair falling like a waterfall.

What does a kiss taste like?

Qin Liang had forgotten.

The last time he had kissed, it was just an accident, an accident caused by a slip of the foot. The whole process was just a light touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

But this time, face to face, nose to nose, their warm breaths intertwined. The girl’s playful gaze was clearly reflected in his ice-blue pupils.

Her nimble pink tongue explored the unknown territory, with a faint lemon scent, wandering between his lips and teeth.

The sensation was both novel and as if it were teasing a certain desire, making his blood gradually boil, as if it were about to break through all taboos.

This kiss lasted for a long time, from his initial refusal, to slowly adapting, to even actively responding to the girl, and even feeling a sense of reluctance when they were about to part—

—he reached out and hugged the girl, actively deepening the kiss, trying to prolong this moment.

This was a new and strange sensation that Qin Liang had never experienced before.

It was like a fire burning fiercely in his heart, and also like a feast laid out before him, waiting for him to taste it, and there were all sorts of indescribable wonders spreading through his senses.

“There’s no heart-fluttering sensation. It seems I haven’t been feminized,” Tang Yunle smacked her lips, got off Qin Liang, and went straight to sleep, not noticing the complex expression on the young man’s face.

Qin Liang sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at the girl who had fallen asleep in an instant, his gaze fixed on her exquisite sleeping face.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

He raised his hand and pressed it against his chest, his expression unreadable.

Good news, Tang Yunle wasn’t moved.

Bad news, he was moved.