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

"Ding! Extreme shock detected (Source: Bystanders in the cafeteria)!"

"Worship Points +30!"

"Worship Points +40!"

"Worship Points +100!"

After a two-second silence, an uncontrollable scream erupted.

"Aaaaaah! A watch worth twelve million!"

"Help! The way he wiped his mouth was so cool!"

"This is a true super-rich person! They wouldn't even bother wasting their breath on those nouveau riche!"

Zhu Xun Chuan remained oblivious to the frenzy around him. He picked up Shen Tianxi's milk tea from the table and slowly took a sip.

"What's wrong? Why are you spacing out? Don't you recognize me?" Zhu Xun Chuan put down his milk tea and looked at Shen Tian hope across from him.

Shen Tianxi stared at him blankly.

"Ah, it's nothing, I was thinking about something important."

She didn't care how much money Zhu Xun Chuan had. Even if Zhu Xun Chuan were penniless, she was confident that her family could support him for the rest of his life.

But that effortless, domineering, and unwavering demeanor just now was simply too captivating. That relaxed sense of control struck her heart hard, which was already clouded by love.

But then, an unprecedented sense of crisis surged into Shen Tianxi's heart like a tidal wave.

Even eating a meal in the cafeteria, he gets female students throwing themselves at him; the campus forum is full of girls calling him "husband"; even the counselor is seen groping him in the office.

This fishpond is so crowded!

She had to speed things up. If things continued this slow, insidious process, this prize would eventually be snatched away by the cunning foxes outside. She wanted everyone to know that Zhu Xun Chuan was branded with her name, Shen Tian Xi!

After the two finished their meal, Zhu Xun Chuan took the preoccupied Shen Tian hope back to her dormitory.

……

night.

Zhu Xun Chuan had just finished showering in his dormitory and was lying on his single bed wrapped in a bath towel.

The system notification sounds were still ringing sporadically, and the admiration of all the girls in the school was continuously being converted into admiration points.

The phone screen suddenly lit up.

A new message popped up on WeChat, from "Little Milk Candy" Shen Tianxi.

Zhu Xun Chuan clicked on it casually.

My heart skipped a beat.

The screen displays a photograph. An extremely provocative full-body photo taken in front of a fitting room mirror.

In the photo, Shen Tianxi's pure and flawless face was flushed with an alluring pink. But what she was wearing was an extremely thin, pure black lace camisole!

The thin shoulder straps looked as if they might snap at any moment. Large swathes of fair and delicate skin, a deep cleavage, and a slender waist that could be encircled with one hand were displayed without reservation in front of the camera.

The most deadly thing is that the contrast between this extreme purity and extreme allure is enough to shatter any man's rationality.

Followed by.

A 60-second voice message popped up.

Zhu Xunchuan opened the voice message and held the phone to his ear.

"Brother Chuan..."

Shen Tianxi's voice was so soft and sweet it could be drawn out like silk, carrying a deliberately suppressed panting and shyness.

"Tomorrow's the weekend, and I want to take some artistic photos to post on Douyin to gain more followers. I've already booked a room on the top floor of the Victoria Hotel next door. Could you come over and help me... take the photos?"

The voice paused for two seconds.

A faint rustling sound of fabric coming from over there.

"I bought so many outfits... there's a nurse's uniform, and a catgirl outfit... but I can't reach the zipper on the back... can you help me...?"

Saturday morning, Victoria Hotel, Kyoto.

Top floor suite 8806, a deluxe themed suite.

Zhu Xun Chuan swiped his card and pushed open the door. What greeted his eyes was a dim, ambiguous color scheme.

The heavy blackout curtains were drawn tightly shut, leaving only a few warm yellow wall lamps lit. Large red rose petals covered the wool carpet, stretching all the way into the bedroom.

The air was filled with an extremely rich and sweet peach scent.

Zhu Xun Chuan, one hand in his casual trouser pocket, strolled leisurely through the flower petals into the living room. He sat down on the large, dark red leather sofa, crossed his legs, and looked down at the closed bathroom door.

Warm light shone through the crack in the door, and the sound of dripping water could be heard from inside.

Last night, this girl was sending photos and voice messages on WeChat. Her undisguised sourness and sickly charm were palpable even through the screen.

Today's scene is clearly a carefully orchestrated "Feast at Hongmen".

The sound of water stopped.

Three minutes later, the frosted glass door to the bathroom was pushed open a crack.

A foot wearing a black semi-sheer stocking peeked out.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Tianxi came into Zhu Xunchuan's line of sight.

Zhu Xun Chuan's breath hitched.

This girl completely overturned her usual image as a pure and innocent school beauty.

She wore an extremely daring pure black lace slip dress. The dress contained very little fabric, and the thin straps dug into her snow-white, rounded shoulders.

The neckline was extremely low, exposing large swathes of breathtakingly smooth, snow-white skin and a deep, alluring abyss to the warm light.

The hem of the nightgown barely covered the top of her thighs.

Below that was a pair of tight, semi-sheer black stockings. The edges of the stockings were decorated with black lace cat patterns, and the mid-thigh area was accentuated by the tightness, creating an extremely alluring and voluptuous silhouette.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she even wore a fluffy black cat-ear headband on top of her head.

The combination of an extremely innocent face and this extremely vulgar and provocative outfit creates a visual impact that can almost directly destroy the rationality of any normal man.

Shen Tianxi held two wine glasses filled with red wine in both hands. Her fair cheeks were flushed red, almost as if they were about to bleed, and even her small earlobes were tinged with rouge.

But she forced herself to maintain the pride and sickly aura of the granddaughter of the deputy commander of the Tianjin Military Region, and walked step by step to Zhu Xun Chuan with slightly disordered steps.

Zhu Xun Chuan leaned back on the sofa, his deep gaze sweeping unabashedly from the top of her cat-eared head down to her slender waist, finally settling on her shapely long legs encased in black stockings.

"Brother Chuan," Shen Tianxi said, her voice trembling slightly with extreme nervousness, yet deliberately lowered, carrying a controlled tone, "You're three minutes late."

Instead of handing her the wine glass, she boldly lifted one of her long legs, clad in black stockings, and stepped over Zhu Xun Chuan's legs.

A strong peach scent wafted over.

Shen Tianxi straddled Zhu Xunchuan's strong thighs in an extremely ambiguous and aggressive posture.

Two snow-white inner thighs clung tightly to the fabric of Zhu Xunchuan's casual pants.

She looked down at Zhu Xun Chuan, raised one of the glasses of red wine to his lips, and awkwardly hooked her other arm around his neck.

"Speak." Shen Tianxi bit her lower lip, her peach blossom eyes narrowing slightly, revealing a forced sense of danger. "Who was that 'Great Orange' who messaged you yesterday? And who are those women on the campus forum calling you 'husband' today? And Teacher Gu, she always calls you to her office and locks the door?"