That evening, Selma pulled Lu Mingfei into Dormitory 304, just in time to see Zero step down from a small stool. She walked up to Lu Mingfei, turned around, and said, "Help me untie my apron."
Lu Mingfei lowered his head. Zero's platinum-blond hair fell over her shoulders, and she smelled sweet all over, with the scent of mango and cream. Once he undid the bow at the back of her apron, the half of its skirt that had been folded up at her waist lost its support and trailed on the floor.
"Give it here." Susie took the apron Zero had removed and told Lu Mingfei, "Go cut the cake."
Nono sat on the edge of the bed, her red hair held back by a headband, exposing her sweaty forehead as she gulped desperately from a bottle of mineral water.
"I'm exhausted." Nono let out a long breath. "You can just enjoy the fruits of our labor, Lu Mingfei."
"Here, cut it." Selma handed Lu Mingfei the knife.
The fruit cake had already been set neatly on the little table in Dormitory 304. The top was covered with strawberries and mangoes, the red and golden yellow setting each other off. It looked quite good.
"You did a wonderful job." Lu Mingfei sincerely praised the four beauties' work, cut a slice of cake, and placed it on a plate.
"I get the second cut!" Nono came over, took hold of Lu Mingfei's hand, and cut another slice.
"Move!" Zero walked up behind Nono, separated the two of them, and wrapped both hands around Lu Mingfei's knife hand to cut the third slice.
"Am I some kind of soulless knife-holding machine?" Lu Mingfei said.
Susie smiled. "Give me the knife. I'm taking some to eat at the Lionheart Society."
"You're not