Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Ding Heng nodded: "Okay, I'll make time for it then."

Long He looked up, his lips trying to curve upwards but he forced them back, and said sourly, "Don't deliberately leave yourself alone, you still have so many girlfriends to keep up with!"

Ding Heng joked, "Then we must make room for it! As the old saying goes—women are like clothes, brothers are like limbs!"

"Come on, you."

Long He rolled his eyes: "You've worn plenty of clothes, but you don't seem to cherish your own siblings much."

"How could I not cherish it? Didn't I come here specifically to see you today?"

"Then why did you bring both of them?"

"You go out without clothes on?"

"Well……"

Longhe had no way to refute it.

"Alright, alright, I really have to go now, or Sister Song will start yelling at me."

She took two steps back, then stopped.

"Ding Heng".

"Ok?"

"Late September..."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure I'm free!"

"it is good!"

After receiving the assurance, Long He turned and walked quickly into the passage, disappearing around the corner.

Back in the parking lot, Ding Heng opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, while Zhao Yanxi's soft voice came from the back seat.

"Finished talking?"

"Ah."

Ding Heng glanced at her through the rearview mirror.

Zhao Yanxi crossed her arms over her chest, her cheeks slightly puffed out.

Wenjing looked down at her phone, pretending not to hear anything.

Ding Heng started the car and drove out of the parking space.

Are you angry?

"No."

"Really not?"

"If I said no, then no."

"So you guys sleep by yourselves tonight, and I'll go back to my dorm?"

"no!"

Zhao Yanxi blurted it out, raising her voice.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, before Wenjing finally mustered the courage to speak and break the awkward silence.

"Um, Yanxi and I bought a new set of pajamas, would you like to take a look?"

"Look!"

Ding Heng's lips curled up: "I have to see it!"

Back at the Chujiang Hotel, Baima wisely booked a room and slept alone.

After going upstairs, Ding Heng and the two girls washed up separately.

When he came out of the bathroom, the two girls were already sitting on the sofa, their fingers intertwined.

They wore matching nightgowns, one pinkish-white and the other milky-apricot.

Her slender, white shoulders and neck, and soft, delicate waist dimples were partially visible.

On her legs were semi-transparent, milky-white stockings, with lace bows at the top that clung to her calves, creating delicate curves.

Their foreheads pressed together, their breaths mingling into a hot, sweet mist, their skin peeking out from beneath white silk stockings... every part of them was steeped in the sweetness of desire, like two flowers in full bloom, waiting for Ding Heng to pluck them.

Ding Heng slowly swept his gaze over them, then went over and sat down, one in each hand.

Zhao Yanxi's skin is warm and smooth, and has a sweet fragrance.

She was quiet, petite, and soft-bodied, with a faint milky scent emanating from her skin.

Ding Heng lowered his head and rubbed against the top of Zhao Yanxi's hair, then turned his head and sniffed at Wen Jing's cheek.

"Why do you look so good today?"

"You haven't spent time with us in so long."

Zhao Yanxi asked in a resentful tone, "From mid-March until now, you do the math, how many days have you spent with us?"

Ding Heng smiled sheepishly.

In mid-March, he was busy with Hua Qing's affairs, and in early April, he had to deal with Lin Man. After that, he went to Hong Kong. When he finally came back, he ran into Long He's concert.

If you think about it, there really aren't many days left to spend seriously with the two girls...

Moreover, because he was so fond of the fox spirit's service and obedience, he unknowingly devoted more time to her.

Wenjing didn't say anything, but snuggled closer to Ding Heng, her fingers gently gripping the hem of his clothes.

"It was my fault."

Ding Heng tightened his grip: "I've been busy lately and haven't been able to take care of your feelings..."

Zhao Yanxi pouted: "Hmph~ Good thing you know."

Wenjing whispered, "It's okay, we know you're busy."

"Little Jingjing is so sensible."

Ding Heng lowered his head and kissed Wen Jing's forehead, then turned to Zhao Yanxi: "And you?"

Zhao Yanxi turned her face away: "I never said I was being unreasonable..."

Ding Heng reached out and pinched her chin, turning her face towards him: "So, don't you guys have to put in more effort tonight? You're not allowed to beg for mercy halfway through."

Zhao Yanxi glared at him.

"When have they ever not given it their all?!"

After saying that, he realized his tone was too harsh and quickly added, "As long as you don't go too far..."

Wenjing's face was already flushed red as she buried her face in Ding Heng's chest, saying, "I...I will try my best."

Ding Heng's heart softened, but he also felt a little uneasy.

The two girls tried their best to keep him by their side, and even if it wasn't intentional, they were indeed competing with Lin Man.

Ding Heng gently patted Wen Jing's back and whispered in Zhao Yanxi's ear, "It's almost May Day, where do you want to go? I'll accompany you the whole time."

Zhao Yanxi suggested, "How about Qiongzhou Island? Xiaojing and I will prepare a plan in the next few days."

"Going to Hainan Island during the May Day Golden Week?"

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you afraid of being crammed in by people?"

Zhao Yanxi clearly realized the problem as well, and frowned as she thought carefully: "Then... go abroad? Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand or something?"

Ding Heng shook his head: "Wenjing has never been abroad before, it might be too late for her to get a passport now."

Zhao Yanxi pouted, caught in a dilemma.

Seeing her distress, Ding Heng couldn't help but laugh: "It's alright! Since you want to go, you don't need to make any arrangements. You just need to choose the location, and leave the rest to Lin Man."

Zhao Yanxi's expression was subtle.

"Is Lin Man... going too?"

"You don't want her to go?"

"No……"

Zhao Yanxi lowered her head, like a kitten whose fish jerky had been stolen, feeling wronged but not daring to speak.

Ding Heng raised his hand and ruffled her hair, his voice gentle: "Good girl."

Competition drives progress.

The relationship between the little rabbit and the kitten is still too gentle.

As a man, Ding Heng did indeed want to see the scene of the kitten and the bad fox fighting over a carrot!

……

In the following days, life returned to its normal rhythm.

Ding Heng attended classes as usual, had lunch with Wen Jing at noon, and took a walk on campus in the evening.

Occasionally, Zhao Yanxi would call me to Zhongnan University and I would sit with her on a bench by the playground for a while, listening to her gossip about her roommates and the new dishes in the cafeteria.

On April 27th, Ding Heng was sitting in his dormitory looking through the recruitment progress of the HK company sent by Secretary Huang when his phone suddenly vibrated. It was a group chat invitation.

Group name: [Qiongzhou Island Tourism Team]

Group members: Linhu Guide, Fortune Xiao Zhao, Good Luck Xiao Jing.

Lin Man is not only quick, but also very sensible.

Ding Heng made a simple request, and she could immediately guess what the man was thinking.

To avoid any awkwardness, Hua Yue and Bai Ma were deliberately left out, and even Hua Qing was excluded.

It's clear that this leaves plenty of room for the four of them to interact, so they won't feel restricted later on.

Ding Heng clicked "Join," and a message immediately popped up.

[Linhu Leads the Way]: @All members, are you ready? I've already arranged the flights and accommodations. Here's the itinerary; please take a look and see if there are any changes needed.