After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

Aunt Zhang pushed open the wooden door to the dormitory, and the old hinges made a harsh scraping sound.

Zhu Xun Chuan sat on the edge of the single bed, his broad back completely blocking the thin blanket that had been piled up behind him. His breathing was perfectly steady, and his face even showed a hint of impatience at being disturbed from his afternoon nap.

But inside the covers, his right hand pressed down on the corner of the blanket, his fingers gently pinching Shen Tianxi's soft waist. He lowered his head and said quickly in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Don't move, and don't make a sound. A girl's reputation is more important than anything. I'll hold up the sky if it falls today, you just stay put."

It was pitch black under the covers. Shen Tianxi, who had been stiff with fear, went limp at those words. She bit her lower lip hard, her eyes welling up with tears, and her small hands clutched the hem of Zhu Xunchuan's T-shirt tightly under the covers.

At this moment, the fear of being punished was completely absent from her mind; all she felt was the感动 (gǎndòng, a deep emotional response) that "he wasn't afraid of even the school leaders for my reputation." With this ultimate display of romantic infatuation, Zhu Xun Chuan instantly became a saint in her heart.

The people outside the door had no interest in Zhu Xun Chuan's single bed.

Aunt Zhang stepped aside with the keys in hand, while Dean Li of the School of Literature, rubbing his hands and sweating profusely, squeezed into the narrow male dormitory.

Behind him stood several directors from the Academic Affairs Office, lined up in two rows in the corridor, each with a solemn expression, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"You're Zhu Xun Chuan, right?" Dean Li took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his tone extremely polite.

Zhu Xun Chuan didn't get up, remaining steadily seated on the edge of the bed, pulling the blanket over himself: "Yes, it is. Did the dean need something from me?"

Before Dean Li could speak, the rhythmic sound of high heels echoed down the corridor. Tap. Tap. Tap.

The crowd automatically parted to both sides, and even Lin Yuan, who had been driven out at the end of the corridor, held his breath and stared wide-eyed.

A woman walked in.

The haute couture white dress was cut to fit the body perfectly, with an extremely slim waist and an amazing waist-hip curve.

Her long hair was styled into loose, wavy curls and casually draped over her shoulders. She wore light makeup, with full red lips, and her eyes conveyed a nonchalant air of someone accustomed to the powerful and wealthy.

Those hands, clad in black, semi-transparent lace gloves, were gently folded in front of her. The texture of the lace clung to her delicate skin, creating an extremely alluring contrast.

She stopped in front of Zhu Xun Chuan. The air in dormitory 621 instantly filled with a faint scent of expensive perfume.

Dean Li bent down, his face crinkling with a smile: "Miss Xia, this is the student Zhu Xun Chuan you've been looking for."

Xia Wanying didn't even look at Dean Li. Her gaze passed over Zhu Xunchuan's shoulder, lingering for half a second on the slightly bulging blanket behind him. A hint of amusement flashed in her eyes.

Then, she raised her hand and slowly removed the black lace glove from her right hand. The movement was extremely elegant, revealing her fair, flawless hand and slender fingers.

She handed the gloves to the housekeeper behind her, extended her jade-like hand, and smiled a smile that could captivate all.

"Nice to meet you, Brother Chuan. I'm 'Sweet Strawberry,' my real name is Xia Wanying. You're even more handsome than in the photos!"

The crisp, melodious sound echoed through the dormitory.

Xia Wanying didn't care how many eyes were watching. She took a step forward, leaned forward, and unabashedly reached out her arm to take Zhu Xunchuan's arm.

The French-style white dress was made of very thin fabric, and her full breasts pressed naturally against Zhu Xun Chuan's arm through the fabric.

Warm, soft, and with a tempting elasticity.

"I moved all this way here, and on my first day you're making me stand in this shabby and cramped dorm?" Xia Wanying tilted her head slightly, her watery eyes fixed on him, her tone tinged with coquettishness. "Come on, come with me for a walk."

Hearing this voice from under the covers, Shen Tianxi's fingers tightened their grip on Zhu Xunchuan's clothes. She could feel the woman's domineering presence.

Zhu Xun Chuan's mind quickly analyzed the situation. As long as he was there, these people wouldn't leave, and Shen Tian hope could be exposed at any moment. Going with Xia Wan Ying was the only solution.

He reached under the covers and patted Shen Tianxi's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. Then he stood up, letting Xia Wanying take his arm.

"Alright, since Miss Xia has graced us with her presence, I, as the host, must keep her company." Zhu Xun Chuan's tone was relaxed, and there was not a trace of panic on his face at being caught red-handed.

Dean Li breathed a sigh of relief and immediately turned around and waved his hand: "Disperse! Everyone, make way, don't block Miss Xia's path!"

A group of school leaders arrived quickly and left just as fast, retreating to both sides of the corridor. No one dared to glance even once at the single bed.

Zhu Xunchuan was led out of the dormitory by Xia Wanying. Just before leaving, he caught a glimpse of the dormitory supervisor, Aunt Zhang, still standing by the door. He calmly took out an unopened pack of cigarettes from his pocket, subtly slipped it into Aunt Zhang's apron pocket, and winked.

The footsteps in the corridor quickly faded away.

The dormitory returned to deathly silence.

Aunt Zhang stayed behind last. She touched the cigarettes in her pocket, then looked at the bulging blanket on the bed.

Under the covers, Shen Tianxi was sweating profusely. Finally, she couldn't resist lifting the corner of the blanket and peeking out. Her face was flushed, her hair was messy, and she looked at Aunt Zhang like a frightened quail, about to stammer an explanation.

Aunt Zhang not only didn't take the disciplinary record book, but instead waved her hand with a smile.

"Oh, Auntie understands. You handsome young men and beautiful young women love excitement when you're in love. Xiao Zhu is a very responsible young man; he really protected you just now." Aunt Zhang said as she backed out, "Beautiful women should have a few privileges when they're in love. Hurry up and pack your things and go home, so no one sees you. Auntie will close the door for you."

"Click." The door closed.

Shen Tianxi sat on the bed, her eyes reddening again. She covered her burning cheeks with her hands, but couldn't help but smile wildly.

He even managed to handle the dormitory supervisor! To protect himself, he remained calm in the face of danger and even went so far as to deal with that seemingly unapproachable rich young lady.

"Brother Chuan is so handsome..." Shen Tianxi lay on the pillow, hugging Zhu Xun Chuan's thin blanket, taking a deep breath of the lingering hormone scent on it, her mind filled with nothing but pink bubbles.

On the other side, the South Gate.

Zhu Xun Chuan followed Xia Wan Ying into the extremely luxurious custom-made Maybach Pullman.

Once the car door is closed, the sound insulation is so good that the noise outside instantly disappears.

The interior of the carriage was extremely spacious, with a soft glow emanating from the starry ceiling. The air was filled with the aroma of top-quality white tea, not cloying, but incredibly alluring.

The privacy partition between the front and rear rows slowly rose, completely isolating the driver's cab. The interior of the vehicle became an absolutely private space for only two people.

As soon as she sat down, Xia Wanying kicked off her high heels.

Instead of wearing traditional flesh-colored or black stockings, she wore a pair of sheer white stockings that exuded a pure and alluring charm. The edges of the stockings were trimmed with delicate lace, and they rested just above her calves, making her legs appear slender, straight, and dazzlingly white.

Instead of sitting in her assigned seat, she leaned to the side like a boneless, beautiful snake, and nestled directly into Zhu Xun Chuan's arms.

The aroma of white tea, mixed with the warmth of her body, instantly filled Zhu Xun Chuan's breath.

"Brother Chuan." Xia Wanying tilted her head back, her red lips slightly parted, a dangerous glint in her alluring eyes. "Which little wildcat was hiding in bed with you in the dorm just now?"

Zhu Xun Chuan's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, he couldn't hide it from a woman of this caliber.

But he wasn't flustered at all, and smoothly wrapped his arm around Xia Wanying's slender waist. The skin was smooth and soft to the touch, with an excellent feel.

"What little wildcat?" Zhu Xun Chuan's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and he blurted out without batting an eye, "That's a silicone pillow I just bought online yesterday. It's just that I'm sleeping in a single bed since school just started, and I'm afraid of being lonely. I was afraid it would be confiscated during the room check, so I had to cover myself with a blanket."

"A silicone pillow?" Xia Wanying was taken aback.

"Yeah. But since you've moved all the way next door, I'll throw away that cushion when I get back. If I'm lonely in the future, I'll just go find you across the street." Zhu Xun Chuan's fingers gently caressed her waist.

Xia Wanying burst out laughing, her laughter shaking her body, causing the neckline of her white dress to rise and fall.

"A man's mouth is a liar's tongue. Your ability to spout nonsense is just as appealing as when you chat online." She stretched out her slender finger and gently tapped Zhu Xun Chuan's nose, clearly not believing him but too lazy to expose him.

For a woman at the top of the pyramid like her, a man's past is irrelevant. What matters is whose car he's in right now.

The Maybach smoothly drove out of the campus tree-lined avenue.

The warm yellow ambient lighting in the carriage shone on Xia Wanying's fair skin, giving it an alluring glow.

She shifted her body, lifting her long, slender legs, encased in white silk, and without any hesitation, placed them directly next to Zhu Xun Chuan's thighs.

The hem of the French white dress slid down with gravity, revealing her plump thighs and the daring edge of her "absolute territory".

The white silk felt incredibly smooth to the touch. Her toes curled slightly beneath the stockings.

Xia Wanying pressed her entire body against Zhu Xunchuan, her red lips close to his ear, her breath sweet as orchids.

"Brother Chuan, I'm hungry." Her voice was drawn out and soft, with a magnetic quality that could melt your bones. "I want to eat dinner with you...."