The Players' praise for Xu Lang never ceased, making Cao Yaxuan and Tong Qi feel proud as well. One on each side, they clung to Xu Lang's arms, their faces blooming with smiles.
Xu Lang felt that the timing was right, so he sent Wang Yazhi a message.
[200 Xu Lang: Do you want to come live with me?]
Wang Yazhi did not receive nearly as many private messages as Xu Lang, so she had not turned on any filters. She saw the message immediately.
Her heart skipped a beat, and her face turned red.
After hesitating for a moment, she began typing a reply.
[193 Wang Yazhi: Wouldn't that be inappropriate?] [200 Xu Lang: Then forget it.] [193 Wang Yazhi: All right, I'll come over right away!]
Seeing Xu Lang chat like that, Wang Yazhi's heart tightened, and she nearly broke down.
Was this how guys pursued girls these days?
It actually seemed pretty reasonable!
Even though she knew this was no longer a peaceful society, Wang Yazhi still could not help feeling nervous at the thought of going to Xu Lang's room.
Her family was actually no worse off than Cao Yaxuan's, but her family traditions were more conservative.
If it had been an ordinary girl, she would never have hesitated when given such an opportunity.
It was no exaggeration to say that almost every woman who was still alive had hinted at something to Xu Lang.
"Xiao Zhu, hypothetically speaking—just hypothetically—what would you do if Xu Lang asked you to go over to his place right now?" Wang Yazhi asked the owner of Dormitory 193.
She was a petite girl.
Hearing that, Xiao Zhu immediately cried out, "Sister Yazhi, did Xu Lang ask you to go over right now?"
"Mm." Wang Yazhi nodded, a trace of doubt flashing through her mind.
Something seemed off.
Hadn't she said hypothetically? How did Xiao Zhu know the truth?
Xiao Zhu's cry immediately drew everyone's attention.
There were mostly women in their group. They were currently buying sanitary pads and the like in the residential area, and after hearing Xiao Zhu's shout, the looks they gave Wang Yazhi all changed.
Wang Yazhi was about to make it big!
A few of the boys' eyes flickered with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Of course, they had also had designs on an elegant, bookish beauty like Wang Yazhi.
In such an extreme environment, people's desires ran high. Many things they would not have even dared to imagine before now played out repeatedly in their minds, and perhaps one day they would put them into action.
Seeing that the matter had been exposed, Wang Yazhi did not offer any explanation, appearing rather composed.
"Yazhi, is what Xiao Zhu said true?" Wu Huihui walked over and asked softly.
Wang Yazhi nodded.
Seeing that, Wu Huihui did not know what to say.
It was like the strong oppressing the weak, yet also like the strong bestowing charity upon the weak.
However, ninety-nine percent of people would see it as the latter.
After all, that was just the state of the world now.
"I'll take Yazhi over. Wait here, and then we'll clear the building together," Wu Huihui said to the group.
Though no one said it outright, everyone had actually been keeping their guard up against Wang Ao.
"Wang Yazhi will be coming over in a bit." In Dormitory 200, Xu Lang spoke to Cao Yaxuan and Tong Qi.
The two women froze. Cao Yaxuan's face immediately fell, while Tong Qi considered it for a moment before smiling. "Sure. Four people means more strength."
"That's exactly what I mean." Xu Lang smiled.
The more people there were, the faster he could develop, especially beautiful women.
Cao Yaxuan said gloomily,
"Xu Lang, can you even handle it?"
"At this rate, you'll die in bed sooner or later."
"Besides, our bed isn't big enough yet, is it?"
The Nightmare Bed was already about at its limit with three people. With four, they would really be squeezed into a human sandwich.
Xu Lang patted his chest. "It's fine. As long as I can shelter one more life, I don't mind squeezing in."
Cao Yaxuan: "..."
Tong Qi: "..."
Even Tong Qi thought those words were shameless.
"Do whatever you want!" Cao Yaxuan said sullenly.
Tong Qi smoothed things over. "It's fine. Senior Wang Yazhi is a very nice person."
Before long, the doorbell rang with a ding-dong, ding-dong.
Xu Lang glanced at the surveillance screen and found that only Wang Yazhi and Wu Huihui had come.
"I'll get the door."
As he spoke, he walked over and opened the door.
Wang Yazhi had long, straight black hair falling over her shoulders and wore a white pleated skirt. When she saw Xu Lang, her gaze flickered, but she neither avoided his eyes nor lowered her head. Instead, she looked straight at him openly.
"Come in." Xu Lang stepped aside and smiled at Wang Yazhi.
"Xu Lang, you're not allowed to bully Yazhi!" Wu Huihui said in a deep voice.
Xu Lang glanced at her mountain-like petite frame, nodded, and smiled. "Don't worry. You can tell how well I treat women just by looking at Yaxuan and Little Tong's spirits."
"Huihui, you don't need to worry about me," Wang Yazhi said to Wu Huihui.
Wu Huihui nodded. Watching the room door close, she turned and left as well.
After entering the room, Wang Yazhi asked, "Should I change my shoes?"
A few pairs of indoor slippers had been placed symbolically beside the shoe cabinet, but Xu Lang and the other two never actually used them.
After all, in an environment like this, no one could afford to be that particular.
"Go ahead." Xu Lang nodded, feeling that Wang Yazhi's ankles were quite fair.
Being stared at so directly made Wang Yazhi blush.
Xu Lang placed a pair of shoes beside her, and she began changing her shoes.
The moment her fair feet slipped out of her flats, Xu Lang knew it had been worth it!
He had made the right choice with his third tenant!
This was a true masterpiece!
Her feet and ankles were graceful and rounded, the curve of her insteps smooth, her flesh and bones perfectly proportioned. Her skin was as white and pure as mutton-fat jade, faintly glowing with a lustrous sheen, while the slight veins on her insteps added an irreplaceable touch of realism.
Xu Lang looked at Wang Yazhi again and noticed a flush on her neck.
Moreover, her comfort level had increased, soaring by two whole points!
Even Xu Lang found that surprising.
So he had this kind of fetish?
It was not that the time had not come—it was simply not yet time!
"Xu Lang." Wang Yazhi shyly clenched her fists, as if feet were some shameful part of the body that could not be seen.
Xu Lang came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and led Wang Yazhi into the living room with a smile. "Have a seat first."
Wang Yazhi did not sit down immediately. Instead, she glanced over the room's layout.
Xu Lang's dormitory was about the same size as Wu Huihui's, but the layout was vastly different.
"Sister Yazhi, would you like something to eat?" Tong Qi asked considerately.
Cao Yaxuan refused to be the one to break the ice, so Tong Qi would do it.
"I'm not hungry yet." Wang Yazhi waved her hand.
"Hungry or not, we're having dinner anyway," Xu Lang said with a smile.
Next, Xu Lang and the other two began cooking.
Cao Yaxuan's lips jutted out like the spout of an oil pot, but after Xu Lang kissed her once, she behaved.
Wang Yazhi felt rather embarrassed, as if she were a guest.
In the end, after figuring out a little of Xu Lang and the others' cooking routine, she stepped forward to help.
The clock hung on the wall opposite the sofa, its three hands turning quietly. Before long, it was eight in the evening.
Only then did the four of them finally get to eat.
The meal was sumptuous. Even Wang Yazhi, who did not consider herself much of a foodie, felt as though she could swallow her tongue.
Night gradually deepened.
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