Curious Wang Dong'er

"Huo Yuhao, my name is Wang Qiu'er. You'd better remember it well!"

Wang Qiu'er's red lips were slightly swollen. Her face flushed red as she ran off; she needed to calm down.

After watching Wang Qiu'er leave, Huo Yuhao licked the lingering sweetness from his lips. It seemed his life at the academy wouldn't be boring from now on.

"Stop standing around. She's already gone, so let's go too. Wang Dong, we're heading back to the dorm!"

Wang Dong was clearly still caught up in the memory of Huo Yuhao and Wang Qiu'er kissing. It was too much of a shock for someone who'd been single since birth for more than a decade.

Especially since Wang Qiu'er and Huo Yuhao had supposedly just met for the first time, right?

Wang Dong was so embarrassed that even when Huo Yuhao tried to walk over and pat her, she didn't react.

"Hey, we're going back to the dorm. Are you planning to stand here forever?"

"Oh..." Huo Yuhao called out from close by, and Wang Dong finally snapped out of it.

The two of them walked into the dormitory, one after the other.

After they had left, Mu En opened his cloudy, aged eyes. "Young people these days... They really don't know when to behave."

Watching Huo Yuhao and Wang Qiu'er interact brought back memories of Mu En's youth.

Back then, he had been just as dashing and charming, attracting those elegant, beautiful women to approach him of their own accord...

It had been a wonderful time. Mu En sighed with deep emotion.

The moment Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong returned to their dorm and the door closed,

Wang Dong hurried up to Huo Yuhao. "Huo Yuhao, did you already know that girl called Wang Qiu'er?"

Huo Yuhao's eyes rolled. "Sort of. I met her once before!"

Wang Dong gave him a strange look. "You met her once? Are you trying to fool me?"

"How could two people who'd only met once..." Wang Dong couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence. She still had some dignity.

Huo Yuhao's expression didn't change. He simply patted Wang Dong on the shoulder with a meaningful air.

"Wang Dong, you're still young. When you grow up a little, you'll understand. What we have is called love!"

"Love?" Wang Dong looked doubtful. "What kind of decent person does that after meeting someone twice..."

Wang Dong was too embarrassed to say more. "Besides, you're about the same age as me. What makes you think I understand love less than you do?"

"Anything is possible!" Huo Yuhao said with a mysterious smile. "Take someone who is obviously a girl but disguises herself as a boy to sneak into the boys' dormitory."

"People like that exist in this world, so why should my exchange with Qiu'er just now be strange?"

"Don't you think so, Wang Dong?"

Wang Dong broke out in a cold sweat. "Y-you... How did you know? My family's disguise technique is flawless. How could you tell?"

Huo Yuhao propped his chin on his hand. "You just gave yourself away! My little cross-dressing roommate."

Wang Dong was mortified. "Y-you were bluffing!"

Huo Yuhao shook his head. "I wasn't exactly bluffing. I told you I'd read a description of the Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul in an ancient book."

"The last sentence of that book stated very solemnly that the Light Goddess Butterfly was an exquisitely beautiful Martial Soul that only women could awaken."

"So you revealed your identity to me yourself from the very beginning. You can't blame me for that."

As Wang Dong listened to Huo Yuhao's explanation, she—who had thought she'd disguised herself perfectly—suddenly felt like a clown.

A single Martial Soul had been enough to expose everything about her. What was the point of disguising herself?

"All right, don't be sad. I know you must feel like a clown right now." Huo Yuhao rubbed salt in the wound.

"But don't worry. What you did still had a purpose."

Wang Dong looked confused. "What purpose?"

Huo Yuhao beamed. "You got to meet a handsome, dashing roommate like me!"

"Go to hell!" Wang Dong realized Huo Yuhao was teasing her. In a foul mood, she threw a punch without hesitation.

Huo Yuhao caught Wang Dong's fist. "You seem to be in a pretty bad mood!"

Wang Dong gritted her teeth. "It's none of your business!"

Huo Yuhao let go of Wang Dong's hand. "Yes, yes. It's none of my business."

"Then let's get back to what we were talking about. Didn't you doubt that Wang Qiu'er and I were in love?"

"I had a teacher who said that practice mattered more than anything. If you don't experience it for yourself, how can you know it isn't love?"

Wang Dong's little face turned bright red. "Go to hell! I'm not falling for your trick and letting you take advantage of me."

Huo Yuhao coaxed her. "This isn't taking advantage of you. It's all for the sake of truth!"

"Besides, how do you know my heart doesn't beat for you?"

Huo Yuhao took Wang Dong's hand and placed it against his chest.

Huo Yuhao's sudden movement caught Wang Dong completely off guard. "Y-you..."

"Can you feel it? It's beating for you!" Huo Yuhao leaned closer to Wang Dong and gently lifted her chin.

"W-wait. This feels so strange. Could you wait for me to... take a bath first?"

"Of course."

Huo Yuhao opened the door and stepped into the dormitory corridor. He stood there for about two hours.

"Y-you can come in now!"

A sweet, shy voice came from inside. A smile appeared on Huo Yuhao's lips, and he opened the door behind him with eager anticipation.

When he pushed the door open, he saw a girl standing there in a white dress, her skin as translucent as snow.

She had large pinkish-blue eyes, long, straight pinkish-blue hair, a lovely figure, and a pure, charming face. She stood there, blushing shyly.

Drops of water clung to her skin and long hair, left behind by her recent bath, lending her an even more lively, vibrant air.

Huo Yuhao stepped in front of the girl. "Then let's properly introduce ourselves."

"Hello, beautiful lady. My name is Huo Yuhao. May I ask your name?"

"Wang Dong'er!" After saying this, Wang Dong'er lowered her head shyly again.

Oh, Wang Dong'er, how could you be so irrational? You just showed your true appearance to this guy, who looks like trouble.

As Huo Yuhao admired Wang Dong'er's beauty, he couldn't help thinking, If only one day I could have both Qiu'er and Dong'er...

Ahem, I'm getting sidetracked. For now, I should focus on claiming the prize right in front of me.

Huo Yuhao's broad palm gently caressed Wang Dong'er's delicate, oval face.

Wang Dong'er didn't resist. She merely murmured, almost inaudibly, that it tickled.

Huo Yuhao's other hand gently slid around Wang Dong'er's slender, jade-smooth waist.

Lightly touching Wang Dong'er's tender, rosy lips, Huo Yuhao couldn't help leaning in to kiss her.

Guided by Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong'er wrapped her arms—white and flawless as tender lotus roots—tightly around his strong waist.

Their kiss lasted a long time. By the time Wang Dong'er came to her senses, her beautiful eyes were brimming with tears.

Huo Yuhao then scooped Wang Dong'er up in his arms.

He gently laid Wang Dong'er on his bed and took off the blue slippers on her dainty feet.

Then Huo Yuhao looked down at Wang Dong'er as their lips met.