Lin Yilin hugged the plush toy tightly as she sat in her dorm room.
Even now, whenever she thought about what had happened during the day, her face still burned with embarrassment and happiness.
"Lin Yilin agreed to be with me, and I hugged her. So whether you're angry, troubled, or hate me, I'll still like you. I won't let go. I'm just that selfish."
"Wah..."
She buried her face in the pillow, writhing back and forth.
"I want to. I really want to. I like you, Lin Yilin."
Then the two of them kissed.
She touched her lips, then pulled her hand away as if shocked by electricity.
She clutched the plush toy even tighter, burying her head deeper as she let out a muffled hum that was impossible to tell whether it came from shyness or joy.
Zhang Juntang watched Lin Yilin like this, her lips turning down slightly.
S-So pathetic. It was just a... a kiss. If it were Senior Sister Su, she wouldn't even change expression!
If it were... me... wah!
As she thought that, Zhang Juntang's face turned bright red, and she lowered her head as well.
The other two roommates looked at each other.
"Is this some kind of new ritual?"
"Should I bury my head too?"
Jiang Linyuan walked along the campus road, gazing at the sports field beneath the night sky. The stage erected in the center shone with bright lights.
People were always greedy, and Xiao Yilin was no exception.
At first, perhaps you only wanted to know what that girl was called. But later, you wanted to know how she called out.
After enjoying the evening breeze for a while, he took out his phone and called Shen Wanyu.
"What is it?"
Her voice was cool and detached, and Great