The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Yu Lian stopped crying. People are always frighteningly calm when facing idiots.

She appeared calm, but she was actually at her wit's end. Who could have imagined that she would actually encounter a psychopath?

The man was more than a head taller than her. He bent over and pulled her into his arms, taking off his hat, his messy hair brushing against her face and neck.

With gray and white highlights, a wolf tail cascading down the side of the neck, and two wisps of hair sticking out from the top of the head, resembling wolf ears.

"If you stop crying, let me hug you for a while."

His lips deliberately, almost erotically, slid down her face, stopping at the ear he had bitten. His arms tightened around her, trying to pull her completely into his body.

"Ha, really? Why are you crying like that?"

"I'll make you cry again next time, okay? But not in a place like this." His voice was so low it was almost like he was coaxing her, with a hint of wicked laughter and a lazy, satisfied air.

Yu Lian really couldn't do anything with him. Crying didn't work, scolding didn't work, and seeing him was like seeing a lunatic. She couldn't pretend to be surprised to meet her online boyfriend at all.

All I could do was grit my teeth and ask, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"Say it?" Pei Shaoyuan couldn't help but like her no matter how he looked at her; the way her lips moved as she spoke was irresistible. He pinched her cheeks affectionately, and after every sentence, he would kiss her cheek and neck, leaving wet marks everywhere.

"Oh, this is something I wanted to say the day before yesterday, but you hung up on my video call, so I didn't have a chance."

His answer was perfunctory; his mind was completely elsewhere. He sniffed and rubbed against everything like a dog, his face buried in Yu Lian's neck and shoulders, completely captivated by her fragrant scent, and didn't even bother to lift his head.

He's not stupid; he knows what kind of idiot he is in Yu Lian's eyes and has no idea that Yu Lian wants to see him. Telling her in advance would only cause unnecessary suspicion.

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Yu Lian was so angry she felt dizzy. She reached out and pulled at the slightly longer ends of his hair, trying to pull him off her.

I don't know how someone can be so outgoing. They hugged and kissed each other on their first meeting, which made Yu Lian, who was a little socially awkward, disappear. He even managed to regain some of the domineering and bossy demeanor he had shown online.

"Can you talk to me seriously?"

"You have absolutely no respect for me. How can you act like this on our first meeting? Do you even care about our relationship?"

"Besides, I never agreed to meet you, so what do you take me for? Don't my thoughts matter at all?"

"You lied to me, saying you bought a bag. You promised me you'd never lie to me, but you lied to me about this today and that tomorrow. If you cheat on me, are you going to lie to me again and say she's your cousin?"

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Let's break up.

Yu Lian is actually not good at arguing at all; she's quite clumsy with words in real life.

But she gets very angry, and what she says is always the same thing: "If you treat me badly, whether you're nice to me or not, if you don't like me, I'm going to start making a scene."

When it comes to major issues or matters of principle, most people would rush to prove "I like you and I'm good to you, it's not what you think," and the conversation would veer off in the direction Yu Lian wanted.

But Pei Shaoyuan was clearly no ordinary person.

He chuckled softly, finally lifting his face slightly off her. He put on the same earring as the one from the video call, the cross swaying with his movements. His long eyebrows framed his eyes, which slanted upwards at the corners, giving him a mischievous and irresponsible look. He pinched Yu Lian's fair and plump face with one hand and looked at her intently.

Just when Yu Lian thought he was finally going to speak properly, his hand suddenly tightened, pinching her lips open with a pop.

Without any logic, she lowered her head and kissed me fiercely.

Her pouting lips were being sucked and licked wildly, her face was being pinched so hard she couldn't close her teeth, and her tongue was being thrust in so quickly and unimpeded. The way she was being kissed was quite lewd, almost licking every inch of the soft flesh inside her mouth, making her cheeks bulge out a little every now and then.

Unlike the tender and affectionate scenes in idol dramas, this kiss was like a starving dog, clinging and nibbling. The hand on Yu Lian's lower back tightened again and again, pressing her closer and forcing a deep kiss without any mercy. Deep breaths poured down, making her cheeks feel hot and flushed.

Yu Lian was terrified. Helplessly, she tightly closed her eyes, her thin eyelids trembling pitifully. In the darkness, her lips were being sucked until they were numb and painful, and she felt dizzy for a moment.

Time seemed to melt away infinitely; I had no idea how much time had passed, whether it was a few seconds or a few minutes, until I struggled to breathe and opened my eyes to find them filled with blurry tears.

"...I kissed the baby until he cried."

He hooked a tear that was about to fall from Yu Lian's eyelashes onto his fingertip, rubbed it and spread it on his fingertip, leaving a shiny, wet stain.

He gave a smirk, a smug look that was particularly irritating. His lips were still wet, and he didn't bother to wipe them, showing off as if he had just eaten.

"Keep breathing, or they'll think you're being kissed so hard you're about to die."

Yu Lian was so focused on panting that she hadn't even had time to catch up on all the oxygen she'd lost when her cheek was pinched again. She lifted her cheek and her thumb affectionately rubbed her swollen lips.

"You're saying you want to break up?"

His arm pressed firmly against her lower abdomen, its presence felt even through the thin fabric.

"You really dare to say that... Now that I'm holding you, and you've made me look like this."

"You know what? I've really, really respected you, baby..."

Unable to contain himself, he rubbed his hand heavily against her soft belly, making the contours even clearer. The unprecedented sensation sent shivers down his spine.

He leaned closer, his breath brushing against her earlobe, making it blush. Even his whispered voice, barely audible, betrayed a wicked chuckle, and his lips brushed against her earlobe as he spoke.

"But, do you want to see what kind of expression you're using when you're breaking up with me...?"

"His face was clearly so lewd..."

"Seriously, I can't live without you..."

My vision went completely black, and I vaguely saw him pressing down on me again.



She was practically forced to kiss him all night, only managing to escape thanks to the school's curfew, and was then coerced into agreeing to a series of unequal terms. She absolutely didn't want to give in, but with her lips held, any sound she could make depended entirely on his mood.

If you're told to say "okay," you can only say "okay." If you're told to call me "husband," you call me "husband." If you're told to call me "brother," you call me "brother."

The man, having eaten and drunk his fill, stood unconcerned under the streetlights outside the school gate, his lips conspicuously red. He wore a black Chrome Hearts jacket, the hood pulled up casually, a few strands of his disheveled bangs sticking out unruly from beneath the hood.

He had one hand in his pocket, and the other raised to wave lazily at her, a knowing, wicked smile playing on his lips.

Without turning her head, Yu Lian fled back, her hands and feet weak, a baseball cap now covering her face. The cap was loosely tilted, its wide brim making her face appear tiny, and the shadow it cast concealed the messy, disheveled marks left by the kisses.

Pei Shaoyuan insisted that she wear the hat, saying that if others saw her looking like she had been kissed so badly, he would be very sad.

He pinched her cheek and pulled his hat down on her, his expression showing no sign of sadness, only a sense of accomplishment from kissing her like this.

On her phone, Gu Yitong sent her a screen full of messages as if the sky had fallen.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Is the match over?"

Gu Yitong: Bao, you finally replied to me!

Gu Yitong: The show just ended. Where are you now? Let me come find you.

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: No, I'm going straight back to my dorm.

Yu Lian was too exhausted to continue, so she dragged her heavy steps toward the dormitory building, her lips so sore that she didn't even dare to lick them.

I secretly took a picture with my phone's camera; my lips were a little swollen, a bright red. Even the area around my lips was red from being sucked, which was especially noticeable on my fair and delicate face.

My mood is a mess, strange and inexplicable.

But one thing is for sure: there's no positive emotion at all.

Ultimately, Yu Lian is just a naive and somewhat vain young girl who treats the game like a harem but has never been in a relationship in real life and has absolutely no experience dealing with men.

The reason for not discussing reality is simply that I don't want to.

Yu Lian is delicate and a bit of a germaphobe, disliking any intimate physical contact with others. Even if Gu Yitong touches her or holds her hand, she will quietly dodge away. Like a cat, if you reach out to touch her, you will only get a concave cat.

Watching people hug and kiss each other or eat each other's saliva is one thing, but to actually put yourself in that situation and think about it in your heart is unacceptable.

So being forced to kiss is already hateful enough.

What's even more infuriating is that the kissing wasn't nearly as pleasurable as described in the pornographic novels I'd read.

It was excruciating; my tongue is still numb and I can't seem to recover. Several bouts of oxygen deprivation left me feeling dizzy and disoriented, even the streetlights looked double. My legs felt weak and limp; stepping on the hard pavement felt like walking on cotton.

I even started to doubt how much of the infatuated expressions on the faces of the couples I saw in high school were genuine.

We absolutely have to break up.

This was the only clear idea amidst the chaos.



The male and female dormitories are two buildings side by side on the same road, collectively known as Building B. The male dormitory is closer to the roadside, so Yu Lian has to walk several hundred meters further.

Just as I was gritting my teeth, I saw two people in the green area between the male and female dormitories. There were no streetlights there, and the two blurry dark figures, one tall and one short, were not very close, but just the fact that they were standing together in the shadows was enough to give people a sense of intimacy and ambiguity.

As curfew approached, there weren't many people on the road. There were more couples reluctant to part in front of the dormitory buildings, but they were all openly and honestly on the roadside, unlike these two who seemed to be hiding their affair.

Everyone has a gossipy nature. Yu Lian glanced over again, and just then the man stepped back to the side of the road. The edge of the streetlight swept across the back of his head, revealing a head of striking silver hair and a plain hoop earring on his earlobe that shimmered in the light.

Yu Lian: !

The girl faced Yu Lian, her face hidden behind his silver-haired figure. She pinched the hem of his clothes and swayed it back and forth, as if she were being coquettish.

It's clearly not Bai Jiayin.

Yu Lian had never seen Bai Jiayin look up at anyone, and even doing so to her boyfriend was considered seriously out of character.

It's infidelity...!

Yu Lian decisively took out her phone and, feeling guilty, snapped a few pictures of them haphazardly. She didn't think too much about it; she didn't have time to consider whether to complain or send the pictures to Gu Yitong for gossip. Her first priority was to leave a record.

Suddenly, a hand appeared to cover the phone screen.

Her skin was pale and her fingers were long and slender, with several pale blue veins visible on the back of her hand. She wore no jewelry, and her hands were so clean that a brown mole could be seen at the base of her index finger.

Yu Lian stopped breathing. She wanted to look up, but the brim of his hat was pinched down, and she could only smell the clean soap scent on the cuffs of his white shirt.

"Dude, taking photos without permission is not a good habit."

His voice was clear and gentle, with a hint of teasing laughter.