I stood there stunned, her bold words echoing in my ears. It took me a long moment to regain my composure. My eyes traced over her from head to toe. She had an adorable, palm-sized face with delicate features that were genuinely beautiful. Her figure was slender and youthful, yet not painfully thin—it had soft, appealing curves. If I had to score her overall, she might even edge out Lily.
“Then… if that’s how you want to put it, I’d be embarrassed to refuse,” I replied, deciding to play along with her game since I knew she was teasing.
The little witch turned on her heel and started walking across the street. I quickly chased after her and blocked her path. “I haven’t finished talking yet. Where do you think you’re going? Come on, when exactly do you want to sleep with me?”
“Right now,” she said casually, nodding toward an express hotel on the opposite side of the street.
Huh. She was really committing to the act. Fine. Let’s see who backs down first.
We walked together to the hotel entrance. I stopped and looked at her expectantly. She met my gaze. “Go in,” I said.
Without hesitation, she stepped into the lobby and turned back to look at me.
I was about to follow when a sudden sense of unease stopped me. This girl was full of tricks. There was no way she would let me take advantage so easily. There had to be a catch.
Could this be some kind of setup? A honey trap?
She was about the same age as my little sister and probably didn’t even have an ID card. If she opened a room with me and then claimed I had lured or abducted a minor, I’d never be able to clear my name.
Seeing me frozen in place, she tilted her head innocently. “What’s wrong? Why aren’t you coming in?”
It was clearly a challenge.
I felt a surge of anger. My life was already messy enough without this troublesome girl making it worse.
Just as I was trying to think of a clever comeback, my phone rang. It was the old phone Mom had given me. The caller was Lily. I had completely forgotten about our date.
Lily scolded me angrily over the phone while I apologized repeatedly. Strangely, the call felt like a lifeline. After hanging up, I turned to the little witch. “I have something urgent to take care of. We’ll settle our account another day.”
I turned to leave, but she followed right behind me.
I quickened my pace, hoping to shake her off, but she stayed close no matter how fast I walked. Soon I broke into a jog, panting heavily, yet she remained calm and effortless.
I looked back at her helplessly. “Are you some kind of spirit? What exactly are you made of?”
She didn’t answer. Instead, she chewed her bubble gum and blew a large pink bubble.
She looked incredibly cute, yet behaved like a fearless little troublemaker. It was both annoying and strangely captivating.
As we neared the meeting place, I worried about bringing this unwanted tail to my date with Lily. Before I could figure out how to lose her, Lily called again, saying the movie was about to start.
Checking the time, I realized we still had an hour before it began. Her urgency suggested there might be other plans first.
“Beauty, let’s call it a day here, okay?” I said with a friendly smile. “I have plans. We can play another time.”
She stared at me with those big, innocent eyes. The bubble she had blown suddenly popped with a loud “pop,” sticking to her pretty little face.
She really was like glue—neither sweet talk nor ignoring her worked.
With no other choice, I decided to ignore her and kept walking. She followed silently behind. When we reached Lily, my girlfriend complained immediately, “Time is precious. If I waited any longer, I could have finished the entire practice exam.”
Before I could explain, Lily noticed the girl trailing me. “Who… is she?”
I pulled Lily aside and whispered, “This is the girl I told you about—the one who framed me on the bus.”
Lu Yiyi looked surprised. “Does she really exist?”
“Of course. Do you think I was lying? After knowing me for so many years, do you really believe I’d grope someone’s leg on a crowded bus?”
Lily stared at me for a second before answering bluntly, “Yes.”
I couldn’t help but laugh helplessly. “I’m done talking to you.”
“So what does she want with you now?” Lily asked.
“How should I know? She seems like a complete psychopath,” I replied with a wry smile.
At that moment, the little witch suddenly spoke up. “What are you two going to do?”
Lily answered without thinking, “We’re going to watch a movie later.”
I quickly turned her head away. “Why did you tell her that?”
“Why not? Can’t I say it?” Lily asked, confused.
“You just invited her to cause trouble for us.”
“Oh.” Lily finally understood. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
I muttered, “Hurry up and think of a way to get rid of her.”
Lily glared at me. “You brought her here. You deal with it.”
“If I could get rid of her, I would have done it already,” I said helplessly.
We wandered around the mall first, hoping she would get bored and leave. Thankfully, she stayed quiet and simply followed. After a while, we almost forgot she was there.
Lily tried on several pairs of shoes in one store. When the movie time approached, I urged her to hurry. As we left the store, we realized the little witch had vanished.
I scanned the area for her. Lily teased, “She’s gone, but you’re still looking for her.”
“I’m not looking for her. I’m just worried she’ll pop out and scare me again.”
The theater was fairly empty since the movie had been out for a while. Wanting privacy, I had chosen seats in a quiet corner. Once inside, we settled in comfortably.
Not long after the film started, I leaned toward Lily, my hand sliding mischievously to her slender, soft waist. I breathed in her sweet scent, and my body reacted immediately, my arousal growing.
Lily pushed me away with a disgusted look and whispered, “What are you doing? Go away and watch the movie.”
I leaned in again, whispering playfully in her ear, “Coming to the cinema just to watch a movie is such a waste. Let’s do what we did last time.” My hand traced her curves and cupped her soft, perky breast, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“Oh, you’re so annoying! I’ve been wanting to watch this movie for a long time. Can you just leave me alone?”
I was surprised. “Wait, you actually came here to watch the movie?”
“What else would I come for?”
“I thought you wanted some excitement in the theater like before.”
Even in the dark, I could feel her face burning with embarrassment. She punched my head lightly and hissed, “Can you stop being so annoying? I knew I shouldn’t have brought you. You’re really unbearable.”
With no choice, I suppressed my desires and sat up straight to watch the film. But then I noticed someone had appeared in the seat beside me.
I nearly jumped out of my skin. Looking closer, it was the little witch. “How did you get in here?” I whispered in shock.
She waved her movie ticket. “I bought one. The ticket lady thought I was cute and gave me a discount.”
“That’s not what I’m asking! Weren’t you gone? How did you know we were watching this movie?”
She shrugged. “It was obvious. This is the kind of movie couples watch.”
“What the hell do you want? Why do you keep following me? Is this fun for you?”
“It is fun.”
Lily noticed the commotion and turned around in surprise. “Why is she here?”
“I have no idea,” I whispered. “I want to know the same thing.”
“She’s like a ghost—impossible to shake off.”
I smiled bitterly. “You’re telling me. She’s driving me crazy.”
Lily pressed, “What did you do to her? Did you actually touch her leg?”
“I swear I didn’t. How many times do I have to say it?”
“Then why is she haunting you?”
“Ask her yourself.”
After a pause, Lily leaned over and asked directly, “Classmate, what exactly did our Ethan do to you? Why are you following him like this?”
“I like him,” the little witch answered clearly and without hesitation.
Her response shocked both of us. I even shivered.
“You…” Lily was momentarily speechless. When she started to get up, I quickly stopped her. “Don’t listen to her nonsense. She says whatever comes to mind. None of it is true. Besides, even if she likes me, I don’t like her.”
Lily shot back, “Does it make you proud that she likes you?”
“Why would I be proud?” I said aloud, though a small, vain part of me secretly wondered about it. She really was beautiful and cute. If only she weren’t so troublesome, she might make an interesting little secret.
“What are you smiling about?” Lily asked suspiciously.
“Was I smiling?”
“You were. And it looked really perverted.”
“Alright, alright. Forget it. Let’s just watch the movie. Haven’t you been looking forward to this?”
I managed to calm Lily down, but the atmosphere remained incredibly awkward. I was sandwiched between the two girls, barely daring to breathe.
The little witch sat silently on my left, seemingly focused on the film. Lily, on my right, stared at the screen but wore an obvious expression of irritation. Read the latest chapters at novelping dot com.
To ease the tension, I tried commenting humorously on the plot. Normally, this would make Lily laugh, but today she sat like a wooden statue, completely unresponsive.
Just as I was searching for another way to cheer her up, I felt a strange sensation on my thigh. I looked down and saw a slender, snow-white hand creeping upward.
I turned my head in shock. The little witch was looking straight ahead innocently, as if nothing was happening.
I had no idea what she was planning, but it couldn’t be good.
Before I could stop her, her hand slipped under the waistband of my sweatpants. Since I wasn’t wearing a belt, she easily reached inside, sliding down my lower abdomen until her soft, warm palm wrapped around my cock. She stroked it gently a couple of times, then pressed her thumb against the sensitive head, rubbing carefully. Her movements were skilled and confident—she was no beginner.
The cool, smooth touch nearly made me moan aloud. My cock hardened rapidly, tenting my pants noticeably.
I knew she had bad intentions, but the pleasure was undeniable. My body tingled with excitement, especially with my girlfriend sitting right beside me. The thrill of this secret encounter was intoxicating.
Thankfully, the theater was dark. Lily didn’t notice. For safety, I placed the popcorn bucket on the armrest between us as a shield.
The girl treated my cock like a new toy. Her delicate hand moved slowly at first, then with increasing skill. The pleasure built quickly, pushing me toward the edge.
My left hand gripped the armrest tightly, my legs stiffened, and my toes curled as I fought to stay silent. A low groan escaped my throat despite my efforts.
Lily turned. “What’s wrong?”
I panicked like a man caught cheating. I quickly crossed my legs, leaned toward her to block her view, and forced a grin. “I really need to pee. I’m holding it in.”
“Then go already. Why are you holding it?” she said, rolling her eyes.
“The movie is really good. I’ll go later,” I lied. The sensation felt too incredible to stop.
“Hurry up. You’re acting weird,” Lily complained.
I stayed put, savoring the forbidden thrill. Chatting casually with my girlfriend while a stranger secretly stroked me beneath the popcorn bucket felt like something from an adult film.
Her hand moved faster. The pressure inside me built rapidly. Just as I was about to climax, she suddenly stopped and slowly withdrew her hand from my pants.
The agonizing denial was worse than torture. I looked at her with desperate, pleading eyes. She blinked back innocently, as if she had done nothing at all.
Furious but unable to speak, I had no choice. I excused myself to the bathroom and finished the job alone. The release felt unsatisfying—like biting into a delicious meal only for it to be snatched away and replaced with plain rice.
For the rest of the movie, the girl behaved herself. Near the end, she stood up and left first. Lily asked suspiciously, “What was she really doing here?”
“Who knows? Maybe she really is crazy,” I replied, feeling a twinge of guilt. Yet I couldn’t stop replaying the intense pleasure she had given me.
After the movie, I headed straight home to study.
When I reached our building, my sister was just returning. We chatted briefly before entering the house together. Suddenly, we heard Dad’s furious roar from my parents’ bedroom: “What the hell is this? Explain yourself!”
My sister and I exchanged puzzled glances.
Dad was usually afraid of Mom and spoke to her gently. Hearing him yell at her like this was shocking.
Then Mom shouted back, “I’ve explained it to you three times already! It was just a business meeting with a client.”
“Business? In a hotel? A man and a woman alone in a hotel room for ‘business’? Do you think I’m stupid? And you keep getting your hair done lately… You… you’re shameless!”
My sister and I crept closer to the bedroom door. Through the gap, we saw Dad holding several photos, his face red with rage. Mom stared back at him with wide, angry eyes.
When she noticed us, she yelled, “Get out of here! This has nothing to do with you two!”
Dad glanced back, slammed the door shut, and continued the argument.
My sister and I stood there in silence. I whispered, “Did you understand any of that?”
She hesitated. “It sounds like Mom went to a hotel with someone”
“Don’t talk nonsense,” I interrupted.
“You asked me first!” she snapped. After a pause, she added sadly, “This is it. Dad must be having an affair, and now Mom is too. They’re definitely getting divorced.”
“I told you not to spread baseless rumors. Why are you so gossipy?”
She glared at me. At that moment, the bedroom door flew open. Dad stormed out furiously, ignoring us completely, and left the house without even changing his shoes.
We looked at each other, then cautiously entered the bedroom. Mom was lying on her side on the bed, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with obvious anger.
The photos were scattered on the floor. I picked them up. They clearly showed Mom in her professional uniform, stockings, and high heels, smiling as she entered a hotel with a man. The man looked familiar—it was Mr. Kevin Lang , old classmate we had met at dinner recently.
Though the photos only showed them entering side by side, one question burned in my mind: Who had taken these pictures?