In the still of the night.
The summer heat spread beyond the window, and even the cicadas, usually so vocal, had fallen silent under this century’s rare high temperatures.
The cicadas chirped, brief and hurried…
Moonlight filtered through the window into the room, casting its glow on the soft bed where two intertwined, snow-white bodies created a rarely seen beautiful scene.
The air conditioner blew cold air.
The girl, holding her ‘body pillow’ close, instinctively buried her head in a certain spot and nuzzled it in her sleep…
It was a little hard…
Yin Xiaomeng frowned, but soon found the best spot to rest her head.
‘It’s soft here…’
She smacked her lips and unconsciously tightened her arms around the pillow.
Her pale, slender leg instinctively wrapped around the pillow, trapping the soft part between her thighs.
The girl nuzzled her ‘pillow’ contentedly, a satisfied smile on her face as she drifted back to dreamland…
For some reason, though, today’s pillow was warm…
Had her body heat warmed it up?
Probably.
“…”
“…”
Situ Ling watched as the girl clung to her like a mature octopus, refusing to let go, even holding on tighter.
She felt her small body bearing a weight it shouldn’t have to at its age.
Of course, the softness of her chest pressing against her felt nice.
When Yin Xiaomeng rubbed her head against Situ Ling’s flat chest, even leaving a clear saliva mark on her new nightgown, the girl almost couldn’t resist the urge to shift her position and see if she could exchange some fluids while she had the chance.
Of course, that face, unconsciously pouting in her sleep, was incredibly cute.
Even when the legs, always clad in stockings, wrapped around her, Situ Ling didn’t resist…
Mainly because her arms were around the other girl’s back, and the strap-style nightgown gave her the perfect opportunity to touch her freely.
Plus, the smooth skin unconsciously rubbed against her thigh…
“…”
‘Damn, I just changed my underwear.’
“…Whatever, isn’t this fine too?”
The cicadas’ chirping seemed a little louder?
The girl on the bed, smelling the sweet jasmine fragrance, carefully moved her hand from Yin Xiaomeng’s back…
And pulled the blanket up.
Hiding all the subsequent little actions.
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Waking up with a sore back.
Letting go of the pillow she’d held all night, following her biological clock, she sat up in bed before her phone’s alarm went off.
“Mm~ Ha—”
She stretched.
Though she didn’t hear the popping of her joints, Yin Xiaomeng helpfully filled in that sound effect in her own mind.
“Morning… time to get up… Hoo—”
She habitually rubbed her still-sleepy eyes, pushed the blanket she’d had on all night off her legs, and placed her palm on the mattress…
Hm?
What’s this?
Her mind, just emerging from deep sleep, short-circuited for a moment.
Lowering her hand from her eyes, she looked at the white, long, slender thing under her left palm.
Feeling its springy, smooth texture when she squeezed it, the girl wondered when she’d brought a doll into her bed.
“…”
“It feels… pretty realistic?”
“When did I buy a silicone doll with such perfect material?”
Perhaps because she’d woken up before the alarm today, Yin Xiaomeng, who thought she’d returned to her normal life, even had the leisure to reach out and pinch that leg.
“Hey, pressing hard even leaves red marks. It’s made just like a real person…”
“…”
“?”
Her slow mind seemed to remember something.
The girl, who had been climbing up that leg to see if the doll’s private parts were also as realistic as a real person’s, froze in place.
Memories flooded back like a tide.
She couldn’t help but swallow.
Realizing what she’d forgotten, the girl pulled her hand away as if shocked, and even considerately covered the blanket she’d just flipped back.
“…”
“Class monitor…”
“Just woke up, and you’re already so desperate you can’t help but make a move on me?”
A faint voice sounded.
Under the girl’s relentless pinching, Situ Ling, who could no longer fall back asleep, felt the hand on her thigh retreat.
She had been waiting to speak when the other girl touched her…
But in the end, she had to maintain her ‘straight girl’ identity with regret.
Sigh.
What if she had just touched it?
Hiss—
Forget it, this is fine.
If she had actually touched it…
She felt she definitely wouldn’t have the mind to pay attention in this morning’s class.
The lingering regret faded as the girl sat up.
Her pale gold hair, despite a whole night of ‘activity,’ remained silky.
Her emerald-like eyes mixed drowsiness and resentment.
The perfect ratio, combined with her flawless appearance, and a single strand of hair sticking up at the top…
A touch of adorable clumsiness blended with refined beauty.
Not jarring.
“…”
“I didn’t.”
“I just… mistook you for… a doll I bought.”
“Yeah, that’s it.”
Guilty as charged, the girl avoided the resentful gaze.
Like a mistress caught in the act, her movements were strangely flustered, and her voice trailed off uncertainly.
“…”
“I’ll… go wash up first.”
“Stay a while longer… I’ll call you when it’s time to eat!”
Feeling the gaze on her, Yin Xiaomeng couldn’t suppress the strange feeling in her heart.
She fled.
She even forgot to put on her slippers when she left the room, her bare feet slapping against the tiles.
“…Huh.”
Only the girl who hadn’t gotten out of bed remained in the room.
Situ Ling stared blankly at the open door, instinctively reaching up to pull the strap back onto her shoulder.
Letting out a confused, ‘Huh.’
“She’s slept with so many girls already…”
“And she’s always so smooth when she teases me…”
“Why is she suddenly acting so innocent?”
Situ Ling, who had only ever been interested in Yin Xiaomeng, scratched her head, wondering why the girl was acting so ‘strangely’ this morning…
Normally, shouldn’t she, upon realizing she was touching her leg, skillfully move her hand up, tease her verbally until she blushed?
Huh?
“Could it be… that this is Xiao Meng’s real self?”
“A pure high school girl?”
Silently recalling her best friend’s various achievements, the thought of a so-called pure high school girl only lasted two seconds before Situ Ling ruthlessly tore it apart and threw it into the mental trash can.
You kidding me?
Would you believe she’s a pure high school girl, or that I’m a lesbian?
What do you mean you believe both?
Chapter 40: “Awakening to an Awkward Truth”