Chapter 135

Especially Qijiu, who was only wearing a close-fitting bra and a pair of safety shorts at this moment.

Large swathes of her fair skin were exposed, and she wiped away the sweat dripping from her body.

As for Ye Luotong, she changed into a sweatshirt with Crayon Shin-chan drawn on it.

Resting against Qijiu's shoulder, her arms felt numb.

They had no idea that getting Wu Liang onto the bed would be so difficult.

Wu Liang, who had fallen into a deep sleep, was as heavy as a dead pig.

The other party's entire weight pressed down on Ye Luotong and Qijiu Jiu.

The distance between the corridor and the guest rooms is only a few meters.

But for them, it was like the distant end of the world, unreachable.

It took them a full twenty minutes to move a distance of just a few meters.

Getting Wu Liang into bed, turning him over, and covering him with a blanket took quite a bit of effort.

After settling Wu Liang in, Ye Luotong and Qijiu Jiu were completely exhausted.

Especially Ye Luotong, who was a key figure supporting Wu Liang.

After all that fiddling around, she now barely has the strength to move a single finger.

"Holy crap... this kid's really heavy..."

With a dry mouth and throat, Qijiu brushed the stray hairs clinging to her cheeks behind her ears.

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

My arms and shoulders ached terribly, and my legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Wu Liang doesn't look that fat, so why is he so heavy?

When I was supporting this little devil earlier, it felt like I was supporting a huge rock.

If Tongtong hadn't helped her share some of the weight, she probably would have died of exhaustion long ago.

"It might not be because she's heavy, but because we're too weak."

Ye Luotong exhaled a breath of stale air and gave a bitter smile.

They felt heavy because Wu Liang's entire weight was pressing down on the two of them.

Although Wu Liang is still a student and is still in his developmental stage.

But his current physique is already quite exaggerated.

This is a boy whose physique is no less than that of an adult, and whose muscles are incredibly strong.

This is something that neither Qijiu nor I, two women, can handle.

"That brat, now I have no clothes to wear."

"Good heavens, I was vomiting so much. If I hadn't dodged quickly, I would have been vomiting on my face too."

Qijiu burst out laughing in exasperation.

This kid really knows how to vomit; he stained her top and pants perfectly.

"Go to my bedroom and look for some pajamas. Didn't you leave a few sets here with me before?"

Ye Luotong pounded her slightly sore forearm.

She needs to clean up those rainbows in the hallway.

Wu Liang's alcohol tolerance is really nothing to brag about; it's much worse than hers.

"Alright, I'll go look for it. I'll tidy up the hallway."

"After you've looked after him for a while, you should also go and rest. Don't overwork yourself."

Qijiu got up and stretched vigorously, complaining in dissatisfaction.

What kind of mess is this? I really don't know what she came here for.

"It's quite surprising that you offered to clean for me."

Seeing Qijiu volunteer, Ye Luotong slapped her on her shapely buttocks.

The bouncy and soft texture made Ye Luotong grab it a couple of times.

"Hey, you little brat, stop sexually harassing me."

Qijiu covered her buttocks and took a few steps back unhappily.

Tsk, why does this little brat always like to spank her own bottom?

"It's still as voluptuous as ever."

"Alright, alright, I'll leave the corridor to you. I'll stay here and keep an eye on him for a while."

Ye Luotong sat on the edge of the bed and chuckled softly.

"I understand, but don't overwork yourself."

"Just let the kid get some sleep. He only drank two bottles, it's nothing serious."

Qijiu rubbed her buttocks, which Ye Luotong had just pinched hard.

Tsk, doesn't this girl know how to go easy on herself? What's she trying to do by using so much force?

"I will, I'll stay here for a little while."

"I'll go and rest if he's alright."

Watching Qijiu's departing figure, Ye Luotong felt a pang of envy.

Qijiu is an absolute beauty, that's an undeniable fact.

Both her face and figure are among the best in the Cosplay Circle.

Moreover, Qijiu genuinely loves ACG culture and the world of anime and manga.

And she carried on with her passion until she became a well-known celebrity in the world of anime and manga.

"There's absolutely no comparison between her and me."

"I abandoned my dream and became a teacher. Compared to Qijiu's dedication to cosplay, I am far behind her."

Ye Luotong sat on the edge of the bed, talking to herself.

He glanced at Wu Liang, whose brows were furrowed as if he were having a nightmare, and smiled faintly.

"If I hadn't chosen to leave the entertainment industry back then, if I hadn't chosen to become a teacher."

"I would never have encountered such a troublesome student as you. You are simply my little nemesis."

Ye Luotong shifted her position and sat down in front of Wu Liang.

He bent down and looked at Wu Liang, who was fast asleep, with a helpless expression.

During that year, that brat caused her a lot of trouble.

Whether it's failing courses on weekdays or fighting with students in private.

She was called in for a heart-to-heart talk by the principal quite a few times because of Wu Liang.

"You brat, I'm so unlucky to have run into you."

He couldn't help but reach out and pinch Wu Liang's cheek.

Pulling them into strange expressions makes them look quite funny.

Ye Luotong hooked the corner of Wu Liang's mouth and pulled out a strange smile.

The resentment that Wu Liang had previously vented on him had dissipated considerably.

She wouldn't stoop to arguing with a drunk student over such a trivial matter.

"However, this kid has changed a lot recently."

"And that brat Wu Liang, if you look closely, really does look very similar."

She released her small hand that was pulling at Wu Liang's lips.

Ye Luotong gently leaned down and looked intently at Wu Liang's face.

Finally, their gaze fell upon Wu Liang's cosplay outfit.

The clothes she hand-sewn for that Wang looked perfectly natural on Wu Liang.

Just as Qijiu said, if this brat could also enter the Cosplay Circle...

"I'd probably gain a whole bunch of female fans right away..."

Her small hand, as if possessed, gently stroked Wu Liang's face.

Ye Luotong herself didn't know why she did this.

Looking at the other person's sleeping face, a strange flutter of emotion flowed through my heart like a gentle stream.

It's not just their appearance that's similar, they even share similar personalities and temperaments...

Snap

Wu Liang's large hand suddenly gripped Ye Luotong's wrist.

"Wu Liang!? You're awake???"

Before Ye Luotong could react, her heart skipped a beat.

Startled, Ye Luotong hurriedly explained, "Listen to me, there's a reason for this, things aren't as you think."

She didn't want Wu Liang to misunderstand that she, as his teacher, had done such a thing...

However, what Ye Luotong was worried about did not happen.

Wu Liang did not wake up, and his previously furrowed brows relaxed considerably.

He was still fast asleep, breathing evenly, just like a young nobleman who had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Fine..."

Seeing that Wu Liang showed no signs of waking up, Ye Luotong a long sigh of relief.

It seems that it was just Wu Liang's conditioned reflex, and she was overthinking it.

But soon, Ye Luotong realized that something was not quite right.

Because she had no way to free her wrist from Wu Liang's grasp.

The other person's hand was firmly clamped to her wrist like an iron band, without moving an inch.

"This kid... he can't even sleep soundly..."

Ye Luotong frowned slightly and reached out to pry Wu Liang's hand away.

The result was obvious: she couldn't break free from his grasp, and Wu Liang's grip tightened even more.

"Wu Liang, let go, I need to take a break..."

The sound of the word "rest" has not yet been pronounced.

Suddenly, a strong force pulled her forward from her wrist.

Ye Luotong felt the world spin in an instant as a man's hot breath fell on her cheek.

While fast asleep, Wu Liang pulled Ye Luotong over and threw her onto the bed next to him.

"Huh?"

Lying on her back on the bed, Ye Luotong blankly at the snow-white ceiling above her.

For a moment, I was still not quite able to recover from the sudden situation.

What happened? How did I suddenly end up on the bed?

"Wrong..."

She shivered inexplicably, and a sense of foreboding crept into her heart.

She hurriedly tried to get up and leave, but a pair of large hands had already wrapped around her from her side.

Suddenly, strong arms wrapped around Ye Luotong's slender waist.