‘Ouch…’
Rubbing the slightly reddened spot she’d just slapped with her own hand, the girl clicked her tongue and suddenly understood why they always loved groping that area in those action movies she’d watched.
“Sure, wearing a bra makes moving around easier day-to-day, but this feeling is really amazing…”
Soft and springy, like a freshly steamed white flour bun…
Not bad.
“…”
“Wait, what am I even doing?”
“Shower, shower…”
Lost in her own touch for a while, Yin Xiaomeng finally snapped out of it after a long moment.
Out of nowhere, the sensation from yesterday at the cinema—when that restless hand had kneaded her over and over—suddenly popped into her mind.
Her cheeks flushed crimson, but the strange thought didn’t linger long before reason pushed it down.
Rubbing her knees together awkwardly, she took a deep breath to calm her stirred emotions, shook her head, removed the hair tie securing her low ponytail, and twisted her shoulder-length hair into a bun at the back of her head.
Hurrying over to the shower in a few quick strides, the already-adjusted water temperature saved her from testing it.
Warm water slid down her glowing skin under the bathroom lights, tracing inch by inch.
Facing the tiled wall, she looked down at the transparent liquid leaving trails on her skin.
Though those marks vanished in an instant.
“Hmm…”
She lifted an arm to cup her soft mounds.
Then, as if for extra security, her other hand pulled the one farther away closer to her.
The sound of running water drowned out all other noise.
Staring at the small puddle quickly forming on her chest, Yin Xiaomeng abruptly let go of both hands that had been holding them.
A splash of water lost its restraint.
The moment she subconsciously leaned forward, a loud whoosh hit the floor covered in anti-slip silicone mats.
Hehe, fun.
“…”
“Ahem…”
Realizing her childish behavior belatedly, the person who’d been thinking about doing it again scratched her neck awkwardly and turned around.
‘Strange, why would I do something like that…’
Back when she’d first gone through puberty and turned into a girl, she’d already explored this body to the point of boredom…
So why did she feel like playing with herself now?
Wrong. Something was off.
But what exactly…
Head lowered, after pondering where the problem lay for a while, unable to figure out why she’d suddenly acted so dumb, she decisively pinned the blame on Bai Ruoxi.
It had to be that bastard’s fault.
Rubbing her knees together unconsciously again, Yin Xiaomeng’s hatred for that person—who’d dared do that to her in public—intensified a bit more.
“But…”
“At this size, it probably won’t grow anymore, right…”
“…”
A B-cup already met her standards for perfection.
Since her appearance had always leaned toward a pure, clean-cut style, if her bust increased, it might create some flaws in her overall aesthetic…
After all, her public image was either the good girl or the gap-moe little devil type…
A C-cup…
Imagining two plump big apples hanging on her chest, she couldn’t help shivering.
Getting that big would definitely make a lot of clothes unsuitable…
Wasn’t that just asking for trouble, leaving her comfort zone?
“No way, no way…”
“Wasn’t the comfort zone built for people to stay in? I’m not leaving…”
“I’m the number one pure beauty—”
The warm water kept flowing.
Yin Xiaomeng shook her head to toss out those jarring images, then started using her hands to smooth the water evenly from her neck down, making sure every inch of her skin got cleaned.
The splashing stopped abruptly after a brief silence.
Ready for a bath, she stepped into her slippers and walked to the tub.
Seeing the thoughtful little stool placed beside it, she unceremoniously stepped up barefoot.
Her pale toes entered the water first.
The temperature, much warmer than her body, made her instinctively pull her foot back.
But soon, both feet, like carved jade, fully submerged into the water dotted with petals.
Plop.
A sound of something entering the water.
Yin Xiaomeng slowly leaned back against the tub’s built-in backrest.
A warm, soothing feeling slowly kneaded away the lingering fatigue in her body, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
Her long legs beneath the water unconsciously swayed gently, rippling the calm surface.
Picking up her phone from the tray beside her, she squinted and unlocked the screen.
With practiced ease, she checked if the messages she’d sent before showering had gotten any new replies.
“Hmm… No. 1, No. 2, and No. 5 haven’t replied yet…”
“No. 3 is still complaining about her girlfriend… she sure has stamina.”
“…”
“?”
“What does ‘shower? send me a pic’ mean?”
“When did No. 7 get so open?”
“…”
Faced with the shocking message from Fish No. 7—someone she hadn’t met in person yet—Yin Xiaomeng fell silent for a moment.
But she managed to control the urge to snap a picture of her feet and send it.
— Yin: If you want to see, why don’t you come over and look yourself?
She chose another reply method that was even harder.
Whether the girl known as No. 7 was stunned into silence by that line or just hadn’t seen her response, the chat box fell quiet again.
“Sigh…”
“So boring…”
She exited the chat page.
Her finger, through the waterproof material, swiped up and down on WeChat’s main page to vent her frustration.
In a daze, she seemed to spot another red dot besides No. 4?
Staring at the pink anime girl avatar on the screen, and then at the nickname she’d set for this person—‘Money-Spitting Dad’—she wasn’t sure where to even start ranting.
Her finger hovered in the air.
She tried to tap it several times but stopped herself subconsciously.
Honestly, she’d always thought this dad of hers was pretty abstract, but meeting him today made her feel her vision had been too narrow before…
Still…
Looking back, it seemed her dad had been the first to accept her turning into a girl.
Back then, to get her mom to accept reality, he’d apparently put in a lot of effort…
— Money-Spitting Dad: Kid, your mom wants you to come home next weekend, meow.
“…”
She subconsciously exited the chat, as if seeing a plague, and quickly put her phone back in its place.
Covering her face with both hands, she tilted her head back against the rest.
“MD, what did I just see?”
“Have I lived too long?”
Her tone carried three parts shock, three parts doubt, and four parts disbelief.
Plus ninety parts despair that there were no real humans left in this world.
“What’s he been watching recently?”
“I’m literally begging you…”
Chapters List
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Chapter 23: A Joke to One, A Feeling to Another (٩(´Д` ;)۶:.*)
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Chapter 33: A Seed Takes Root
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Chapter 32: The Smell of a Losing Heroine
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Chapter 31: The Class President Tries to Hold Back Again
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Chapter 30: The Nightmare of Formula Tentacles [∠(°ゝ°）]
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Chapter 29: The Collapse of Her Cool Personaヽ( ຶ▮ ຶ)ﾉChapter 28: Love Woven Into Chains ( ﾟOﾟ)Chapter 27: When the Homewrecker Became the Victim (*¯︶¯*)Chapter 26: A Dream Too Real (´ᯅ`)Chapter 25: The Straight Girl Trap (ヽ(゜▽゜ )－C<(/; ◇; )/)Chapter 24: ✟ Ascension ✟Chapter 22: A Quiet Kind of Closeness (ヽ(ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ)Chapter 21: Unspoken Feelingsヾ(*T▽T*)Chapter 20: Calculating Every Move ο(=•ω＜=)ρ⌒☆Chapter 19: Playing the Perfect Role (ᕑᗢᓫ∗)˒Chapter 18: A Perfect Life, A Hidden Game ୧₍˄·͈༝·͈˄₎୨Chapter 17: Love on One Side, A Game on the Other ＠(￣-￣)＠Chapter 16: Hooked by a Single Voice (｡ •﹃•｡ )Chapter 14: A Return to Routine(◐ o ◑ )Chapter 13: Gu Gu Ga Ga!Chapter 12: When Control Slips Awayε=ε=(っ*´□`)っChapter 11: A Shocking Turn щ(ºДºщ)Chapter 10: Enticement(૮₍°□°₎ა)Chapter 9: Dressing Room Slip ( ❛⃘ ∨ ❜⃘⃘ )੭⁂Chapter 8: Watch Me Do It (ദ്ദി˶ｰ̀֊ｰ́ )✧)Chapter 7: Everything Went Wrong! (٩(´Д` ;)۶:.*)Chapter 6: Fluster (੭ ᐕ)੭)Chapter 5: Enticement ( ⁎ര ̫ ര⁎)੭⁾⁾Chapter 4: Anticipation (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)"Chapter 3: Temptation (❛˓◞˂̵✧)Chapter 2: Mischief (₍₍٩( ᐛ )۶₎₎♪)Chapter 1: Hidden Intentions（ﾉ´д｀）After Being Exposed, Why Does the “Victim” Keep Kissing Me as Punishment?
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