“Heheh… There’s a lot that textbooks don’t teach.” Yang Haoran revealed a knowing, veteran smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a chuckle: “Shiwen, are you still a virgin?”
“No.” Zhou Shiwen blushed and shook his head.
“Then do you have someone you like?” Yang Haoran asked again, feeling somewhat guilty towards Shiwen inwardly and wanting to help or compensate him in other ways.
“Yes, haven’t I mentioned it before?” Zhou Shiwen thought about it; this topic had come up before.
Yang Haoran remembered and said uncertainly: “That deskmate of my sister’s, Wenting? I remember you said you like the petite, lolita type.”
“Mm, Tingting has actually already become my girlfriend.” At this point, Zhou Shiwen revealed some inside information.
“Ah?” Yang Haoran was surprised: “Since when? You sly dog, getting ahead of me without a word. I don’t even have a girlfriend yet.”
Zhou Shiwen had initially kept it quiet precisely because he was afraid of discouraging Yang Haoran and Wei Ming. The three of them had once made a bet to see who would find a girlfriend first.
Now that it was out, Zhou Shiwen explained: “I’ve been pursuing her since the start of the semester, but Tingting has a quiet and shy personality and didn’t accept me for a long time. After the midterm exams last time, it was her birthday and I gave her a gift, which finally made her relent.”
Yang Haoran pictured Wenting’s face in his mind. She was a cute, delicate-looking lolita, not very tall, probably just over 1.4 meters.
Because her temperament was similar to his sister’sβbelonging to the quiet type of young girlβthe teacher had seated her at the front, as Yaoyao’s deskmate. However, whether in terms of figure or looks, Wenting was completely outshone by his sister, more like the green leaves setting off the flower. So, he had never had any thoughts about Wenting.
With a better option for comparison, Wenting was more like a little invisible in the class. The male students’ attention was mostly focused on Yaoyao, overlooking her instead.
“Shiwen, who would have thought? You quietly settled a major life event.” Yang Haoran expressed his admiration with a cupped-hand salute.
“It’s not that big a deal.” Zhou Shiwen showed an embarrassed smile, but when talking about Wenting, his face lit up as he said: “Right now, we’ve only gotten to the stage of holding hands. Tingting is a good girl. She always tells me not to disclose our relationship to others. She says her parents are very strict about this and she’s afraid I might talk carelessly and it would get back to them.”
Yang Haoran thought about it; Wenting seemed to live up to her name, a quiet little girl. He nodded in agreement. But for some reason, his thoughts drifted to Yaoyao. Yaoyao also appeared to be a graceful, elegant young girl. Who would have thought she could be so lewd, actually enjoying sucking cock, a true little slut waiting to be uncovered.
“Don’t worry, I won’t even tell that guy Wei Ming.” Yang Haoran wasn’t a blabbermouth. Since Shiwen had specifically mentioned it, he naturally wouldn’t spread it around. Then he started asking for gossip: “But don’t you want to sleep with her? You know, meat only has flavor once it’s in your mouth.”
“I do.” Since it was no outsider, Zhou Shiwen didn’t have many reservations and replied: “I hinted at this idea to her, but she didn’t agree and even got angry. She said she’s still a virgin and her precious first time should be saved until marriage. She also said that if I truly liked and cherished her, I shouldn’t bring up such a request.”
“I thought about what she said and felt she was right, so I apologized to her.” Zhou Shiwen said.
Yang Haoran shook his head, holding a different opinion about this statement: “No matter what, Shiwen, for your own good, I still have to say this: if possible, you should try every way to sleep with her. Sleeping with her is nothing but beneficial for you; it willεθ make her heart closer to you. Without it, the future is actually full of variables.”
Yang Haoran didn’t say it outrightβthat she might dump youβafter all, it hadn’t happened yet, so he used “variables” euphemistically. He was genuinely thinking for Shiwen’s sake, so naturally, he spoke from his perspective.
Hearing this, Zhou Shiwen fell silent for a moment, somewhat troubled: “I feel what Tingting said is right. We can’t just because of that kind of thing, just…”
Before he could finish, Yang Haoran interrupted him: “Listen to me, fuck her. Who cares about marriage or not? If you want to marry her, you should fuck her even more. You need to know that the fast lane to a woman’s heart isζε ₯ε₯Ήηι΄ι.”
Zhou Shiwen frowned. After a moment, he said helplessly: “Alright, I’ll think of some ways to please her, maybe she’ll agree then.”
“Heh…” Yang Haoran laughed: “This is where my view differs from yours. Why please her? That’s lowering yourself. You should be more domineering and forceful with women. If they don’t listen, then train them properly, train them into little slaves, and naturally they’ll obey your every word.”
Yang Haoran’s extremely confident attitude somewhat rubbed Zhou Shiwen the wrong way, and he couldn’t help but take a dig at him: “So, that’s why you still don’t have a girlfriend now.”
Yang Haoran was immediately choked up, somewhat torn between laughter and tears.
“I feel women should be cared for like flowers,” Zhou Shiwen expressed his opinion.
“Alright, alright, I won’t argue with you on this point.” Yang Haoran thought about it; people are different, and Shiwen’sζ³ζ³ wasn’t wrong.
But compared to Shiwen’s idea of nurturing flowers, he preferred to ravage them.
“Crack…”
While the two were talking, suddenly the door was pushed open.
Yang Haoran reacted quickly; swift-eyed and deft-handed, he instantly switched the interface. The display switched to the King of Fighters fighting game screen, and he randomly mashed some buttons, selected characters, and entered the versus page.
“Shiwen, Xiao Ranran, have some fruit.” At this moment, Shen Qing walked gracefully into the room carrying a fruit platter.
Only then did Zhou Shiwen react, startled. Luckily, Haoran had just helped him randomly press the character selection confirmation. Now the display was on the versus page.
The game controller was right beside him. He casually picked it up, pretending to be playing the game with Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran naturally also picked up a game controller, pretending to be playing.
“Ready, go.”
The game start prompt sounded in the room.
The two pretended to be seriously playing the game, mashing buttons on their controllers. Heh… Ha… and other character sound effects rang out.
“Oh… Mom, just put it down. I’ll have some after Haoran and I finish this game.”
Zhou Shiwen also got into character, quickly saying this while even more vigorously pressing the game buttons, creating a series of clattering sounds.
“What are you playing that’s so engrossing?” Shen Qing put the fruit platter down on the table and curiously came over.
“King of Fighters. Xiao Ranran, which character are you playing?” After clearly seeing the game screen, Shen Qing asked Yang Haoran.
On the display, there were two characters: one was Mai Shiranui, the other was Kyo Kusanagi. Yang Haoran was quite talented at games; through random button mashing, he had already brought Kyo Kusanagi’s health bar below half.
“I’m playing as Mai Shiranui.” Yang Haoran stared intently at the display, seeming very focused, and casually answered Aunt Shen’s question.
Shen Qing glanced at Mai Shiranui’s exposed, sexy, and hot figure and outfit on the screen, lightly pursed her lips, got an idea, and asked with a smile: “Oh, Xiao Ranran, do you like this character?”
“Yes.”
Yang Haoran answered without the slightest hesitation.
“Big sister has a Mai Shiranui cosplay outfit in her wardrobe. Would you like big sister to put it on and show you?” Shen Qing said in a suggestive tone.
“Ah?”
These words instantly made Yang Haoran unable to ignore it. Such a good thing?
“Is that appropriate?” He was very tempted but looked at Zhou Shiwen beside him,ι‘Ύθing his feelings.
“Mom, when did you get this cosplay outfit? Stop talking nonsense. Let me and Haoran focus on our game.” Zhou Shiwen naturally wouldn’t agree and interjected.
“Big sister is asking you. Don’t mind Shiwen. Do you want to? Xiao Ranran.” Shen Qing said with a charming smile.
“This…”
Yang Haoran hesitated instantly, looking at Zhou Shiwen.
Zhou Shiwen quickly made eyes at Yang Haoran, telling him to refuse.
“Then…” Yang Haoran, seeing this, was about to reluctantly give up, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Shen Qing’s tinkling laughter.
“Xiao Ranran, if you don’t say anything, big sister will take it as you agreeing~.”
Yang Haoran had no choice and gave Zhou Shiwen an apologetic look. It wasn’t up to him to decide, even though he also wanted to see Aunt Shen cosplay as Mai Shiranui.
Since things had come to this, Zhou Shiwen could do nothing about it.
“Alright, then it’s happily decided. Big sister will go back and change.”
After saying this, Shen Qing left with her graceful figure.
In the earlier conversation, Zhou Shiwen was the most helpless. Mom never cared about his opinion. On the contrary, sheηΉε«ε¨ζ Haoran, an outsider. Seeing that he liked Mai Shiranui, she even wanted to cosplay as Mai Shiranui and asked for his opinion. It seemed as if Mom was like aε€δ»£ε₯΄ε©’, having to seek the master’s permission for everything she did.
Clearly, she was the elder with higher status.
Yang Haoran was quite looking forward to it, but in front of Shiwen, he couldn’t show it. Aunt Shen’s figure was in no way inferior to Mai Shiranui’s explosive breasts and plump buttocks. Thinking about her cosplaying was enough to make one’s heart itch with anticipation.