Jiang Yingxiao slept restlessly.
She dreamed of playing with a puppy on the grass. The puppy pinned her down and licked her belly, only to run back after being pushed away.
Just as she was about to push it away again, the puppy suddenly grew taller than her, extending its tongue to slide back and forth across her chin, whimpering and drooling all over her face.
She woke up to the morning alarm only to realize there really was a dog licking her.
“What are you doing? Why are you in my bed?” She arched her back slightly, pushing away He Ming, who was buried against her lower abdomen.
Her small face carried the morning’s drowsy haze as she unconsciously stuck out her moist, red tongue to lick her lips, looking at him in a daze as if she had been confused.
Yet her mouth refused to yield, her voice sharp as she scolded him. To his ears, it sounded like teasing flirtation.
“Young Miss,” the man chuckled in exasperation, propping himself over her to pull open the bed curtain. “Take a look at where we are.”
[Who knows what this dog did to my wife last night?]
[He definitely licked my wife, just not sure where.]
[What could my wife do, being so small? Ahh, whimpering as the dog’s tongue turned her over and over, licking her until her face was covered in drool, her mouth unable to close by the end, forced to endure it pitifully.]
[Can you all stop saying these things? Reading them to my baby has gotten my head stuck.]
Jiang Yingxiao felt dizzy from the man’s words and actually turned her head to look around.
Sunlight streamed in from outside, illuminating a single table and chair in the room.
How was she supposed to know where this was? It definitely wasn’t her home, that much was certain.
“What, Young Miss, not only do you want to take nude photos of me, but you also came here personally to see me naked?”
He leaned over the girl, biting the tip of her ear as his body shifted slightly. “Satisfied with what you see? Is it big?”
The man’s pectoral muscles pressed against her lower abdomen, hot and burning. As a perverted serial killer, he even slept with dangerous items—a blade pressed against Jiang Yingxiao’s thigh, startling her fully awake.
“I don’t know! Hurry up and move the knife away! You promised not to cut me, why are you going back on your word?”
The girl sat up, tears welling in her eyes, the tip of her nose slightly red. She looked at him pitifully, as if she were about to burst into tears at any moment.
He Ming, unable to hold his position under her gaze, slipped to the floor and knelt.
His rough hands cupped her small face, wiping away her tears. He didn’t dare explain what it was, only offering a clumsy apology. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. How about you scare me back instead?”
Who would want to scare him? She’d probably be cut down before she could even make a sound.
Jiang Yingxiao pushed his hands away, feeling the skin under her eyes redden from his touch. Looking down and realizing she had no clothes to wear, she angrily questioned in her mind:
[Why didn’t you prepare clothes for me? What am I supposed to wear?]
Yesterday’s teleportation had already drained all of the System’s energy, but saying so would sound like she was playing the victim, and she might even be scolded by the Young Miss for being useless.
076’s electronic voice trembled slightly as it carefully replied:
[I’m sorry, how about I send a message to Xie Yingqi to bring some over for you, baby?]
To form a party, you must first add the other person as a friend. Because of this Mission, Xie Yingqi had become the first person on Jiang Yingxiao’s friends list.
Last night, he had even asked her where she had gone, and she still hadn’t replied to this day.
[“No need, tell him I’ll be going to class soon.”]
076 acknowledged and turned to send two cold words to the man who had waited all night, not even sparing a punctuation mark.
[“23411: Class”]
[“Xie Yingqi: Understood.”]
Jiang Yingxiao was unaware of 076’s unauthorized message-sending. She yawned, her eyes misty with sleep.
The tattered, poor-quality school uniform chafed her all over, making her uncomfortable. Besides, Yu Chi had promised not to deduct her Points, so she refused to wear it.
[“Would you like me to purchase one for you from the System Mall, baby?”]
[“Although the settlement hasn’t come through yet, we could take out a small loan.”]
Jiang Yingxiao was accustomed to a life where she lacked nothing and had never gone into debt over such trivial matters. Silently cursing 076 as an idiot in her heart, she blinked and nudged the man still kneeling below:
“Give me your clothes to wear, hurry up.”
He Ming seemed stunned by her words. “Huh?”
“What do you mean ‘huh’? Don’t tell me you don’t want to give them to me. Were you just pretending to apologize earlier?”
The young lady’s round, cat-like eyes were fixed on the knife hidden at his waist, determined to stand on the moral high ground and condemn him, making him feel guilty.
“I don’t even have clothes to wear, and you still want to bully me.” As she spoke, tears began to drip down, one after another. The man reached out to catch them but couldn’t keep up, his heart aching at the sight.
“I didn’t mean it, I’ll go find some for you, okay?”
Dumb jocks were so easy to fool. Satisfied with his response, Jiang Yingxiao’s metaphorical cat tail perked up again. She sniffled, holding back her tears, and reluctantly agreed.
He Ming nodded blankly, stood up, tripped over his own feet, stubbed his toe against the bed frame, and then scrambled toward the wardrobe as if he felt no pain.
[My wife is going to wear another man’s clothes? What kind of darkest hour is this?]
[Baby, I’ll buy you clothes, don’t wear his, ahhh! 【Donation 1000 Points】]
[Turn on the lights, why is there still no video?]
[Still hoping to watch my baby change clothes? Don’t even dream about it.]
The man’s clothes were all rough and utilitarian, meant only to be worn without much thought. He never imagined he’d encounter such a delicate young lady in an Instance.
One by one, clothes were tossed to the floor, none of them seeming suitable. Finally, he remembered that the Instance Mall sold clothing. Opening it, he was met with a dazzling array of options.
Unable to discern the materials, he simply sorted by price and bought the most expensive one.
By the time he hurried back to the bedside, Jiang Yingxiao had already curled up for a nap, a small bundle buried in his blankets, filling the entire bed with her scent.
He secretly rejoiced that he changed his bedsheets daily, sparing himself the young lady’s disdain. Extending a large finger, he gently poked the girl’s shoulder.
Jiang Yingxiao shivered at his touch, opening her eyes to glare at him resentfully before swatting his offending finger.
“Young lady, would you like to try this?” The man leaned over to hand it to her, swallowing nervously before slipping into delirium. “Do you… want me to help you put it on?”
She must not know how to dress herself if she’s lying in his bed without clothes. After her bath, she probably went from room to room looking for someone to help her get dressed, only to be tricked into all sorts of kisses without ever managing to put anything on.
In the end, she pitifully made her way to his room and, exhausted, fell asleep before he even returned.
Who knows how many men kissed her throughout the night, leaving her panties so damp.
The man moved his bulky frame closer, but as soon as he reached out, Jiang Yingxiao pressed him back and pushed him away.
The bed curtain was drawn shut, and He Ming remained standing to the side, savoring the lingering sensation of those slender, pale fingers on his chest muscles.
So the young lady does wear clothes.
Damn, so that spot really was wet from a wild dog’s tongue.
Jiang Yingxiao hid behind the bed curtain, shaking out the clothes in her hand.
It was just an ordinary white short-sleeved shirt, much larger than her frame. After putting it on, the short skirt underneath was completely covered—unless someone lifted it, it looked like she wasn’t wearing pants at all.
【Congratulations, Player 23411 has obtained 1 S-grade item: Invisibility Cloak, usable for 30 minutes upon activation.】
Putting on a random piece of clothing and stumbling upon an item—she truly was the luckiest person in the entire Love Game.
Jiang Yingxiao’s mood lifted entirely, her lips curling as she pulled open the bed curtain. The morning sunlight fell on her eyelashes, her emerald-green eyes sparkling like demantoid garnets.
The boy was still standing in the same spot, not even shifting his gaze.
“Does it look good?”
It was just a plain, ill-fitting shirt with no design to speak of. On her, the collar drooped down, revealing a stretch of fair skin below her neck.
It really looked like she was wearing her boyfriend’s clothes.
“It looks good.” He Ming’s voice was hoarse as he cradled her foot in his palm. “Let me find shoes for the young lady.”
[Finally out of prison]
[It feels so good to have visuals. Before, when my wife flirted with other men, I could only listen and do it myself. Now I can watch and imagine my wife doing it for me.]
[What are you all babbling about? You’re disturbing my wife’s eyes.]
[Holy shit, the clothes he gave her are that Invisibility Cloak worth 200,000 Points. He Ming, you’ve won. I’ll allow you to be my wife’s husband for an hour.]
[Ahhh, my baby is so adorable, all curled up like a little kitten, meow meow meow meow.]
[Don’t think calling her a kitten a few times will catch my baby’s attention. 【Donation: 100 Points】]
Jiang Yingxiao was quite satisfied with the boy’s reaction across from her. Proudly, she asked in her mind again:
【Does it look good?】
【……It looks good.】
076’s mechanical voice even carried a hint of gritted teeth. Truthfully, he could have pawned his own parts for Points to buy new clothes for the young lady.
“Damn, did the young lady not wear pants today? I can already smell her scent.”
“What exactly did the young lady do with that man in the dormitory? Why isn’t she wearing her favorite little skirt anymore?”
“That guy’s muscles look rock-hard. They definitely aren’t as soft as my tongue. If the young lady feels any pain, I can lick it for her…”
“Why should you be the one to lick? I can do it too.”
All these voices vanished the moment Jiang Yingxiao stepped into the classroom just as the bell rang. Several boys’ eyes darted between the girl’s outfit and Xie Yingqi, finally letting out gritted sighs of frustration.
A boy in the front row deliberately dropped his pen on the floor, taking the chance to bend down and pick it up as an excuse to turn around and strike up a conversation with her. Receiving a pleasant expression in return, he turned back around, his heart fluttering with delight.
“Damn, how is he so lucky to sit there? He must have seen… right?”
“Who knows what he’ll be doing tonight thinking about those images. Disgusting.”
Xie Yingqi showed no reaction upon hearing those voices. Only when the teacher asked a question did he turn his head to glance over, gripping his pen so tightly it seemed about to snap.
Today, her little follower Si Cheng wasn’t there, having obediently replaced the cushion under her with a real one. Her slender, pale calves dangled outside, swaying gently.
The girl’s cotton short-sleeve covered her thighs, occasionally revealing the skirt beneath as she shifted on the seat, with no glimpse of what lay above.
He had never tasted it, so he had no idea what it was like.
Author’s Note:
Second Update