The Living Lei Feng Gets Teased

After Zhang Meiling pulled away from Su Ke's chest, she quickly returned to her usual seductive, uninhibited self, perfectly hiding the flutter that had just stirred in her heart. "Are you sure you don't want to? Your big sister's chest is very large and soft, you know!"

"Uh!" Su Ke nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. Who bragged about herself like that? He glanced at Zhang Meiling. She wasn't lying—the pair of breasts really were big, round, and soft. Seeing how sincere she was, Su Ke decided not to make a fuss. His face and neck turned red, and he stammered for ages without managing to say a word.

"Giggle, all right, off you go! Next time you want to lie on them, just tell me!" Zhang Meiling's face held both seduction and bashfulness. She lightly patted Su Ke's shoulder with her delicate hand, laughing in a way that made her look irresistible.

"Mm!" Su Ke looked at Zhang Meiling's eyes, which curved like two crescent moons as she smiled. He swallowed and nodded dazedly, drawing another burst of laughter from her before she headed up to the third floor.

His face was burning.

Good grief, I got teased again! Su Ke grumbled inwardly. Watching her sway as she walked ahead, he wore a helpless expression and took a deep breath. In any case, he'd completed his task, moving one step closer to unlocking the help option and learning the secrets behind the Flower Picking System.

When Su Ke reached the third floor, he drew another round of giggles from the beautiful customers. It seemed they never tired of teasing an innocent young boy. One after another, they came over to greet him.

After that brief, intimate moment with Zhang Meiling on the stairs, Su Ke had developed some immunity. He was still a little embarrassed, but his legs didn't go weak. Blushing, he nodded to each woman, then pushed through wave after wave of surging breasts and rushed to the piano.

Only then did Su Ke realize that his beautiful boss, Luo Feiyan, wasn't there. He had no idea what she was busy with. He hadn't seen her for the past two days, and that left him, despite being ready to get teased, feeling a little disappointed.

His fingers moved nimbly over the keys, and notes danced out one after another. Only then did Su Ke truly calm down. His fingers seemed to play by instinct; even with his eyes closed, he wouldn't hit a wrong note.

Taking advantage of the moment, Su Ke entered the Flower Picking System's space. The electronic screen displayed:

Task: Buy sanitary pads for Lin Xiaobai; Reward: Street Basketball Mastery (Beginner).

Please claim!

Task: Rest your cheek against Zhang Meiling's breasts for one minute; Reward: Street Basketball Mastery (Intermediate).

Please claim!

Without hesitation, Su Ke chose to claim both rewards. The tasks had come one after the other, and so had the rewards. He didn't know whether failing the first task would have affected the second reward, but just then, a beam of white light shone through the space.

A cool, gentle current coursed through his body, while a flood of information poured into his mind: all kinds of basketball moves and tricks, flashy streetball techniques, and how to dribble and get past defenders.

Su Ke's hands continued to play smoothly. Before the first wave of information had fully faded, the second arrived. It was more streetball expertise, but more complicated, more effective, and more unpredictable.

His body seemed to have changed as well. He straightened his back slightly and heard a faint crack as his joints stretched. A wave of comfort washed over him, and he even felt an urge to go try out his skills on a basketball court.

Time passed quickly. With Luo Feiyan absent from the third-floor VIP area, the atmosphere gradually quieted. The customers still chatted as they pleased, but softly; over the piano music, Su Ke couldn't even make out their whispers.

As Su Ke went downstairs to head home, Lin Xiaobai stopped him in the lobby, holding a hundred-yuan bill. "Little Su, this is for you!"

"Uh! Sis Xiaobai, I don't have any change to give you!" Su Ke waved his hand. He knew what Lin Xiaobai meant. When he'd gone to the supermarket, he'd bought a whole bag of things with his own money.

"Tsk, who said I wanted change? You're still a student, after all!" Lin Xiaobai insisted, trying to stuff the money into Su Ke's pocket. She moved with such agility, a stark contrast to her earlier awkwardness. She could move however she wanted now, without worrying about leaks.

"Sis Xiaobai, I can afford to buy you a few things. If you keep doing this, you're treating me like I'm not your little brother!" Su Ke stepped back and continued, "Besides, I'm happy I could help. Uh, by the way, I got the right one, didn't I? Was that the kind you wanted? Have you used it yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ke was dumbfounded. If he'd been asking about something else, the question would've been perfectly reasonable. But he'd just asked about something worn against her skin. He felt like crying, his face burning with embarrassment.

Lin Xiaobai froze too. She stared wide-eyed, her face turning red as she stammered, "Uh, I used it! It was the right kind!" She stopped mentioning the money and stood to one side, flustered. As soon as she'd said it, she felt uncomfortable all over, especially in her most private area, where the sensation was unbearable.

Su Ke looked mortified. He glanced at Lin Xiaobai, then immediately made a run for it, his heart pounding. He cursed himself for blurting out whatever came to mind. Lin Xiaobai's shy face had practically dripped with embarrassment. What a sin!

He pedaled his five-year-old bicycle home. The streetlights were already on, and the cool breeze brushed pleasantly against his cheeks. Su Ke didn't stop at his family's little supermarket. He went straight upstairs, warmed up dinner for his parents, took a deep breath, and walked over to the telephone.

"Hello!"

"Hello, is Zheng Mo there?"

"This is Zheng Mo. Who's calling?" Zheng Mo's voice came through the phone, very quiet. It was silent all around her.

"Uh! It's Su Ke!" This was the first time Su Ke had called a girl of his own accord. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous; the hand holding the receiver trembled despite himself.

"Su Ke? Who's Su Ke?" Zheng Mo sounded puzzled. Su Ke was instantly at a loss, his spirits sinking. Before he could say anything, Zheng Mo's voice came again. "Is that the living Lei Feng? Or that little pervert?"

Good grief! Su Ke was speechless. Hearing Zheng Mo chuckle on the other end, he felt like crying. "I'm the living Lei Feng!"

Zheng Mo was sitting in the library. She had to practice dancing every day, which was exhausting, so she usually relaxed in the library at night, reading magazines or novels. When Su Ke called, she was surprised he'd actually gotten in touch.

But when she remembered Su Ke's silly expression at the supermarket, she couldn't help teasing the boy a little. Sure enough, he'd once again lived up to his reputation for getting flustered. Zheng Mo could even picture his face turning bright red, and she couldn't help laughing aloud.