Chapter 460

"The relationship between the two of them isn't as complicated as you think. What you should do is stay here quietly and not cause any trouble for the young master."

Yao Shi ignored Milutin's complaints and responded calmly.

But she still reached out and touched the ring between her fingers, her deep, black gem-like pupils flickering slightly.

But she only wavered for a moment before Yao Shi's expression returned to calm. She believed in the young master, and she also believed in Miss Qiao Xinying.

"I'm telling you... aren't you being a little too naive...?"

"Let me ask you this: if you were to share a room with the young master, or even sleep together in close proximity, could you guarantee that you wouldn't have any romantic feelings for him?"

Milutin, barefoot, ran straight to Yao Shi's bedside, pressed her against the headboard, and looked down at Yao Shi's small face, her crimson eyes seeming to dance with flames.

Young Master and Qiao Xinying are indeed people who wouldn't do anything reckless, but it depends on the situation. In that close and ambiguous environment, who knows what might happen?

Take herself for example. Although she likes to make some dirty jokes with the young master, she actually maintains a certain distance between them.

However, if she were to truly open her heart and sleep in the same bed with the young master, embracing him tightly, she would definitely be overwhelmed by lust and pin him down, devouring him completely.

"..."

Yao Shi fell silent; what Milutin said made some sense.

After all, even she couldn't guarantee she wouldn't lay a hand on the young master if they were in such close contact.

After all, she had always admired the young master and longed to have him. If even a sliver of hope appeared before her, she would naturally not let it go.

"Get dressed, Milutin."

Upon realizing this, Yao Shi's expression hardened, and she pushed Milutin off her and walked towards the changing room.

Where to?

"A question you already know the answer to."

Chapter Sixty

After their previous conversation ended, Wu Liang and Qiao Xinying did not exchange another word.

A silent atmosphere enveloped the small room, and the oppressive air made Wu Liang feel uncomfortable.

He wasn't sleepy to begin with, and after his conversation with Qiao Xinying, his mind was now a complete mess.

Complex and intricate events gathered and took shape deep within his mind, playing on a continuous loop like a videotape.

Qiao Xinying is right. His current approach is just stalling for time and is a very irresponsible thing to do.

He was well aware of the feelings Yao Shi and the others had for him, and he understood how much those girls longed for a response from him.

However, he pretended not to know anything, leaving Yao Shi and Han Yu to their fate, pretending to be blind.

He chose the cowardly path, maintaining an ambiguous relationship with Yao Shi and the others while distancing himself from them and avoiding them.

No wonder Qiao Xinying questioned and scolded him so angrily just now. He's acting like a scumbag, toying with the feelings of those girls.

Unable to respond to them, yet constantly flirting with them, if his father found out, he would surely beat him to death.

Are you asleep?

A soft, melodious female voice sounded beside her. Qiao Xinying turned around to face Wu Liang and looked at his profile.

Seeing the wavering look in Wu Liang's eyes, she smiled faintly. Just as she had guessed, this man was indeed hiding something from her.

Otherwise, given Wu Liang's current personality, unless there were other hidden reasons, he would never have the heart to hurt those girls like Yao Shi and Su Qian.

Moreover, Wu Liang already harbored feelings for those girls, so he should have been overjoyed to receive their passionate affections.

Therefore, Qiao Xinying can now be certain of one thing: Wu Liang has a secret that they have not yet discovered, and this secret is very likely the trigger that can ignite Wu Liang's feelings.

"Do you think I can still sleep right now? Especially with a beautiful woman like you sleeping next to me with such terrible sleeping posture."

Wu Liang glanced at Qiao Xinying, who was staring at him, and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Does this girl really think she'll be able to sleep after she's rambled on about all that nonsense?

Don't be ridiculous, how could he possibly sleep right now? His mind is a complete mess.

"This seems to be the first time I've ever heard you praise me."

After hearing Wu Liang praise her as a beauty, Qiao Xinying's face flushed slightly.

This was the first time Wu Liang had praised him so directly, so it seemed that this guy wasn't the kind of blockhead who wouldn't understand.

How did you manage to ignore the phrase "extremely bad sleeping posture"?

Wu Liang glanced at Qiao Xinying, whose breasts were half-exposed and thighs were fully exposed, and rolled her eyes at her.

So she can only hear good things, huh? She's just like her mother, instinctively filtering out information that's unfavorable to her.

You're pressing on my hair.

Qiao Xinying ignored Wu Liang's nonsense and reached out her snow-white hand to poke Wu Liang's cheek twice.

With a slight smile, she pointed her slender, jade-like finger at the long hair that was pressed down beneath Wu Liang. This guy really had no self-awareness at all, even though she had already hinted at it many times.

"It's because this makeshift bed is too small."

Wu Liang smiled somewhat awkwardly, but just as he got up and moved part of the bed aside...

Qiao Xinying, who was sleeping on his right, seemed to have seized an opportunity and darted in, lying across the middle of their bed.

Before Wu Liang could even react, Qiao Xinying crawled into the blankets, raised her long, white legs, and straddled Wu Liang's thighs.

With her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, like a little girl's mischievous glint, Qiao Xinying curled the ends of her hair and smiled as she looked at Wu Liang, who was lost in a daze.

"What are you up to?"

Wu Liang stared at Qiao Xinying, who had suddenly crawled into his blanket, his lips twitching. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Go to sleep."

Qiao Xinying stretched out her fair little feet and kept rubbing them between Wu Liang's legs, her big, watery eyes sparkling with a sly joy.

She had met many outstanding men while she was abroad, including geniuses who were exceptionally talented in academics or other fields.

But sure enough, even after so much time has passed, she hasn't changed at all.

Whether in her innocent childhood or now, full of youthful energy, the only person she has ever actively approached and gotten to know is Wu Liang.

"Where am I supposed to sleep now?"

Wu Liang was also amused by Qiao Xinying's domineering way of taking over. She had already taken up two beds by herself, so where was he, a grown man, supposed to sleep?

"We can just squeeze in."

Qiao Xinying lifted a corner of the quilt and reached out to pat the warm bed.

She had already made a special space for Wu Liang, so the two of them could sleep under the same blanket.

"You've got to give up."

Wu Liang ignored Qiao Xinying's little farce, sat up, grabbed her little foot, and tried to drag her to the side.

He didn't have any extra time to play around with this girl here. If she didn't want to sleep, then she shouldn't keep him from going...

"Hey! Don't push! Eek! Who touched my butt?!"

"Shh! You're being too loud. Can't you keep your voice down?"

"Oh no, oh no, oh no, this is terrible, this is terrible..."

A sound as faint as a mosquito's buzz came from the cubicle, before Wu Liang and Qiao Xinying could react.

Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound came from the door standing in front, and then it crashed down with a thud to Wu Liang's astonished expression.

Several young girls wearing only pajamas and nightgowns tumbled into the house in a disheveled state, especially the girl at the bottom who was being shoved under the weight and cried out for help.

Her small hands thrashed about, struggling and waving, until she finally managed to break free from the oppression of the women and catch her breath.

"I knew this would happen."

Yao Shi, the only one who didn't fall, shook her head helplessly after seeing such an embarrassing scene.

She had warned Han Yu and the others beforehand that the door wasn't sturdy, but that girl just wouldn't listen to her.

That's good now. No one needs to eavesdrop anymore; they can just come in and talk to the young master face-to-face.

"Yao... Yao Shi... why are you here...?"

Wu Liang sat there in shock for a long time before he finally came to his senses.

He hurriedly looked up at Yao Shi at the door and asked, "What's going on? Why are you all suddenly in my room?"

"Young Master, good evening. We just wanted to check if you were asleep."

Yao Shi spoke respectfully, but when she saw Qiao Xinying and lying diagonally on Wu Liang's bed with her thighs exposed, her face immediately darkened.

"Ms. Qiao Xinying, don't you think you're being very indecent right now?"

Chapter Sixty-One

"So, what exactly are you doing sneaking in here?"

Having been exhausted to the point of exhaustion, Wu Liang was now wide awake. He had never imagined that Han Yu and her group would pull off such a night raid.

Especially considering that she and Qiao Xinying were likely already asleep, the fact that they still came to haunt her was just asking for trouble.

In a sense, Han Yu and the others violated his personal privacy by entering his house without his permission.

"If it were just Han Yuning and He Xue, that would be one thing, but Su Qian, why are you hanging out with them? As the student council president of Huihuang Xingyuan, you should know very well that this is trespassing."

"It's not just you, it's Yao Shi too. Why don't you two stop what these people are doing?"

Sitting on the tatami mat, Wu Liang said helplessly, "How come even Su Qian and Yao Shi have ended up hanging out with Milutin and the others?"

Although these are all trivial matters, this approach is still unacceptable.

Especially Han Yu and Milutin, who had been eavesdropping at the door the whole time; if I didn't teach them a lesson...

"Ah... I... I..."

When Wu Liang asked her the question, Su Qian rubbed her hands together and smiled awkwardly. She really didn't want to come at first.

She knew that eavesdropping and peeping were wrong, but Ning Shuang was very worried about Wu Liang's situation, fearing that something might happen between him and Qiao Xinying.

She was worried that Ning Shuang, that careless girl, might disturb Wu Liang's rest, or that there might be some misunderstanding between her and Qiao Xinying, so she came with Ning Shuang.

But what was most unexpected was that everyone shared the same thought as Ning Shuang. When she and Ning Shuang arrived, Han Yu, He Xue, Yao Shi, and Miss Milutin were already waiting at the door.

At first, she thought Ning Shuang had notified everyone in advance, but after asking around, she found that everyone had come spontaneously.

The fact that they could gather at the same time without any secret codes or prior planning was so perfect that she was truly impressed.

What surprised her most was Miss Shi. The usually mature and calm Miss Shi cared so much about Wu Liang and the others, which showed that everyone gathered here shared the same feelings.

"And from a certain perspective... everyone's concerns are indeed valid..."

Su Qian glanced Qiao Xinying, whose clothes were disheveled, whose shoulders were exposed, and whose face was as beautiful as a peach blossom.

Fortunately, our group rushed in in time; otherwise, who knows what kind of wonderful things might have happened afterward.

Large swathes of skin were exposed, the ribbon around her waist had long since been thrown away, and her half-concealed breasts were peeking out from the gaps.

Qiao Xinying, who occupied two beds by herself, was like a concubine waiting for the emperor's favor. She was raising her fair and slender legs and hooking them around Wu Liang's belt.

This outfit is worse than not wearing anything at all; the pajamas that are practically falling off the floor are almost turning into a erotic uniform on Qiao Xinying.

"I didn't ask you to compete with me this way. I advise you to tone it down."

Wearing a pink nightgown, Han Yu leaped to Qiao Xinying's side and pulled up her half-off top, putting it back on her.

A cold, purplish glint flashed in Han Yu's eyes. The competition she had discussed with Qiao Xinying that morning was not about using her body to seduce Wu Liang.

Using a honey trap is blatant cheating, and Qiao Xinying is currently sleeping in the same room as Wu Liang, giving her a greater advantage than anyone else.

"Ah... I was just joking with Wu Liang..."

When Han Yu locked onto her with his venomous gaze, Qiao Xinying shuddered and stammered.

Cold sweat trickled down her temples unnaturally, and she clutched her clothes tightly in her hands, shifting her body back slightly.