A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 26

Tang Sui was speechless. With Qiao Ling’s vigorous movements and the absorption of vital energy, her whole body felt as if it had been injected with a drug. A tingling sensation that exploded from her brain, heart, and abdomen flowed through her entire body.

Tang Sui straightened her back, her insteps tensed, and her pinkish-white toes, soaking in hot water, curled up tightly as if trying to scratch something.

“Qiao, Qiao Ling.”

Tang Sui’s soft, seductive voice carried a hint of a sob, making it incredibly alluring.

Qiao Ling’s breathing was rapid. She turned her head and rubbed her cheek against Tang Sui’s. “Sui, the tail makes me… I feel a little strange.” She felt weak in her stomach and legs, numb but also a little comfortable.

Tang Sui hugged Qiao Ling tightly, her black hair gradually turning silver from head to toe. It felt so good, she wanted more.

“Qiao Ling, let’s… let’s go to bed.”

Qiao Ling blinked, easily breaking free from Tang Sui’s embrace. Seeing the tears welling up in Tang Sui’s eyes, Qiao Ling withdrew her hand and nodded: “Okay.”

Qiao Ling’s sudden departure left Tang Sui with a sense of emptiness; some things become addictive once you’ve tried them.

Tang Sui rubbed her feet impatiently and said in a low voice, “Qiao Ling.”

Qiao Ling had already stepped out of the bathtub.

Because its tail was not long enough, it suddenly detached from Qiao Ling, making a very faint sound.

Qiao Ling’s legs went weak and she almost collapsed, but she managed to steady herself by bracing herself against the edge of the bathtub.

Its tail swayed in mid-air, glistening at the tip of its heart. The fluorescent light in the bathroom flickered, creating an extremely suggestive atmosphere.

Tang Sui squinted, reached out and grabbed the tail, brought it to her lips, and kissed it with her bright red tongue.

“It smells like Xiao Qiaoling.”

Qiao Ling’s fingers tightened slightly, a strange emotion spreading through her heart, making her mouth feel dry.

Putting aside this strange feeling, Qiao Ling’s gaze fell on the spot where she had just eaten, and she asked, “Can you still do this kind of thing?”

Tang Sui frowned and feigned pitifulness, “No, I felt so bad just now.” As she spoke, Tang Sui reached out her hand to Qiao Ling, “I’m in so much pain that I don’t have any strength left. Little Qiao Ling, please carry me to bed.” However, if anyone knew about succubi, they could tell from Tang Sui’s swaying long tail how happy she was at that moment, and that her talk of pain was just a lie.

But Qiao Ling didn’t know that she didn’t doubt the truth of what Tang Sui said. After all, Tang Sui was crying in pain and hiding her joy in her heart without showing it at all. Qiao Ling bent down and picked Tang Sui up from the bathtub.

She had regained much of her strength and was able to lift Tang Sui.

The moist and smooth skin clung together, creating a unique tactile experience.

Qiao Ling subconsciously hugged Tang Sui tighter; the soft, smooth fabric felt very comfortable in her arms.

“I want more. I enjoy doing this, and this is the reward I want.”

The water stains clinging to my body slid down my skin to my feet, leaving marks on the clean floor.

Tang Sui leaned on Qiao Ling’s shoulder, tracing Qiao Ling’s collarbone and neck with her fingertips. “This is within my tolerance. Since it’s the reward that little Qiao Ling wants, I can only grant it to her even if it hurts.” Deceiving a child is a bit immoral, but she is a succubus and doesn’t have to abide by human rules. All she wants is to eat.

Its tail coiled around Qiao Ling again, trembling as it headed towards its destination.

//Qiao Ling froze for a moment. It wasn’t as painful as it had been at first, but having this thing while walking was still very strange.

The journey from the bathroom to the bedroom suddenly felt incredibly long.

“Sui, the tail… the tail is moving too much.” Qiao Ling’s eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face, dripping onto Tang Sui.

Tang Sui clung to Qiao Ling’s shoulder, her face still flushed. “Qiao Ling, it’ll be fine in a little while.”

Qiao Ling’s forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat. After a lot of effort, she finally made it to the bedroom. Qiao Ling pouted unhappily and put Tang Sui on the bed.

She then got into bed herself, this time trying harder to make Tang Sui cry even harder.

Qiao Ling knew about this kind of thing; it was called making love.

But she wasn’t interested in that; she just wanted Tang Sui to suffer.

She was tall with a large frame, and her fingers were thicker and longer than others.

It must hurt a lot to have that little place stretched open, even if Tang Sui is a demon.

Qiao Ling stared at Tang Sui lying on the bed, her gaze sweeping over her entire body before finally settling on her target.

He moved closer to Tang Sui.

Tang Sui did not resist, but instead reached out and hugged Qiao Ling, her lips gently touching Qiao Ling’s ear, letting out an ambiguous moan.

The music, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, is so enticing that it makes one’s heart itch.

Time passed slowly. Qiao Ling lost all her strength and collapsed to the side, lying in a starfish position.

She squinted and mumbled, “Sui, I’m so sleepy.” Her arms ached, her stomach ached, and her legs ached.

A dark glint flashed in Tang Sui’s deep purple eyes as she got up and sat on Qiao Ling’s lap, though with her back to her.

She has an incredible amount of strength now.

Tang Sui gently poked the soft flesh with her fingertip, “Little Qiao Ling, it’s my turn.”

Qiao Ling didn’t understand Tang Sui’s meaning. She looked down and saw the peach getting closer and closer to her.

The white peach was connected to a long black tail that swayed back and forth, making one dizzy.

Suddenly, the peach perked up, right in front of her chin, and she could bury her head in it.

Qiao Ling was actually very sleepy, but the scene in front of her made her not want to close her eyes, which was strange.

She experienced many emotions tonight that she had never felt before.

Qiao Ling was lost in thought, her fingers unconsciously reaching out.

Tang Sui squinted, bent down and approached Xiao Qiaoling, sticking out her tongue. It was so delicious that she didn’t want to stop.

Qiao Ling’s body trembled.

The sticky liquid on her hands brought Qiao Ling back to her senses.

The night was long, and the ambiguous sounds, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, stirred a tingling feeling in one’s heart.

As the darkness was broken by the sunlight, the cool morning breeze caressed the faces of every passerby, except for Qiao Ling, who was still fast asleep at the time.

Tang Sui slowly opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Qiao Ling lying beside her, and a satisfied look crossed her face.

She ate a very big meal last night; there’s nothing happier than being full.

Tang Sui licked her lips, came directly below Qiao Ling, bent over, and began to eat little Qiao Ling again.

Qiao Ling was awakened by this noise.

Looking down, Qiao Ling noticed Tang Sui’s silvery-white hair and reached out to push it. “Sui, you… uh, we should go to school.” It’s so numb.

Upon hearing this, Tang Sui knelt up, her red lips parted, her eyes half-closed, her expression extremely lewd, “Little Qiao Ling, continue to make me suffer even more.”

Qiao Ling’s face was a little pale. She blinked, got up and hugged Tang Sui, softly pleading, “Sui, can you not let go of the tail?” Her voice was extremely hoarse, sounding pitiful.

Tang Sui was very distressed. She really shouldn’t have continued eating. She had eaten it for the first time last night and ate too much at once. She could accept it, but the human body is too weak. If she ate too much, she wouldn’t be able to replenish her vital energy.

Tang Sui pressed Qiao Ling’s head into her arms, “I won’t let go.”

“Little Qiao Ling, why don’t you eat here?”

“We’ll go to school after we’ve washed up.”

Qiao Ling nuzzled against him, but didn’t say anything more.

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“Hey, you know Tang Sui, right?”

Why are you bringing her up? Is it because of that post from yesterday?

“No, I saw her coming to school with Qiao Ling today. She was wearing a skirt, and there were fingerprints on her thigh. Those two must have done it last night.”

“Damn it, you’re spreading rumors about Qiao Ling, do you want to die?”

“Besides, Qiao Ling doesn’t seem to have that kind of brain.”

The noise from the front was quite loud, and Song Fanxing felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

These people are always like this; they start making things up without understanding anything.

Someone like Qiao Ling felt nothing but disgust towards Tang Sui after being beaten up by her.

How could I possibly do such a thing?

Suddenly, the classroom fell silent.

In this situation, the footsteps became particularly noticeable, and they were approaching her.

Song Fanxing looked up, then lowered her head again, clearly showing her unwillingness to talk to anyone.

Iloya tossed her long hair. “Don’t be so fierce. I just wanted to ask you what your relationship is with Tang Sui.”

Song Fanxing didn’t say anything, closed the book, put it in her schoolbag, then got up, picked up her schoolbag, and walked out.

Iloya chuckled, leaned against the table, and clapped her hands.

The front and back doors were immediately blocked.

“Song Fanxing, I came to see you in person, not to see you give me a hard time.”

“I can’t be bothered to make a fuss about you locking me up yesterday.”

“You just need to tell me what your relationship is with Tang Sui.” For Iloya, knowing someone’s name is an extremely simple matter.

Song Fanxing frowned. It was Tang Sui again. Were these people planning to torture Tang Sui?

It’s so annoying.

Song Fanxing pursed her lips, turned her head to look at Iloya, and said coldly, “Why should I tell you about my relationship with her?”

Iloya was already used to Song Fanxing’s indifferent attitude, and she wasn’t angry like she had at the beginning. Iloya crossed her arms and laughed, but there was no smile in her deep green eyes. “You haven’t forgotten, have you?”

“You are the person I love, and I will not allow you to have a relationship with anyone else.”

The other people in the classroom were breathing very softly.

Iloya has a bad temper; she’s a princess in every sense of the word, whether it’s her background or anything else.

Song Fanxing gripped her schoolbag tightly. Did these people really understand what it meant to like someone?

Anyone with eyes can see that she’s just a toy being targeted.

To act as the mouse in these rich young ladies’ cat-and-mouse game.