A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 3
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Lustful.
A strange feeling spread through her mind, but it vanished in an instant, leaving her puzzled.
Song Fanxing looked down at the small leather shoes lightly rubbing against her calves. She had never met anyone like this before. Tang Sui was so different from the rumors.
Both in appearance and personality.
After a long pause, Song Fanxing said something completely unrelated to kissing.
“You’re already married.”
Tang Sui chuckled, raised her hand, and hooked Song Fanxing’s chin, forcing her to look up at her.
“Are you stupid? I’m not even of legal marriage age. Marriage is just a contract.”
Fu Juezhou’s mother, Fu Qing, had simply chosen an ordinary person who was easy to control to deal with the elders, and the original owner happened to be that lucky one.
As for why she didn’t choose someone over twenty, the novel explained it this way: Fu Qing deeply loved her wife, who had died young, and didn’t want anyone else to take her place.
However, unwilling to upset the ailing Old Mrs. Fu, she selected the original owner as a contract partner shortly after she came of age.
The contract stated that Fu Qing and the original owner would officially marry as soon as the original owner turned twenty.
Unfortunately, the original owner didn’t survive that year, and Fu Qing eventually found another “lucky” person.
“So, how about a kiss in exchange, Fanxing?”
Tang Sui’s voice was soft, the slight upward lilt at the end making it sound almost like flirtation. She gently rubbed Song Fanxing’s chin.
“Though you should probably find kissing someone of the same sex disgusting.”
Tang Sui’s fingertips were soft and slightly cool, carrying a faint, elegant fragrance.
Song Fanxing’s eyelashes trembled.
“You can stick out your tongue.”
Sometimes, she simply wanted to escape the suffocating bullying.
As soon as she finished speaking, an astonishingly beautiful smile bloomed across Tang Sui’s face.
Tang Sui released her chin but instead held her shoulders.
Song Fanxing pursed her lips and allowed herself to be pulled closer.
She didn’t want to get too close, so she braced her hands against the edge of the table, preventing Tang Sui from pressing fully against her.
Tang Sui lowered her head and stared directly into Song Fanxing’s dark eyes, making no effort to conceal her desire.
She raised a finger and gently pressed it against Song Fanxing’s pale pink lips.
“Fanxing, do you know how alluring your lips are?”
Her soft murmur was almost indistinguishable from flirting.
Song Fanxing tightened her grip on the table, deliberately avoiding Tang Sui’s gaze.
“I don’t need that kind of praise. Can we kiss now?”
Tang Sui narrowed her eyes and leaned even closer until their noses touched.
“Fanxing, you seem a little impatient.”
She was so close that every word warmed Song Fanxing’s lips.
Suppressing the urge to retreat, Song Fanxing closed her eyes and quietly hummed in acknowledgment.
Tang Sui laughed softly, wrapped her arms around Song Fanxing’s neck, and lowered her head until their lips met.
She wasn’t a shy little girl.
In truth, she wished she could take advantage of Song Fanxing right then and there.
Delicious food.
Tang Sui deepened the kiss, but almost immediately after making closer contact, Song Fanxing pushed her away just as she had that morning.
Song Fanxing’s face turned pale.
Her waist was trapped by Tang Sui’s embrace, leaving her unable to escape completely.
She could only lean backward to create distance.
Suppressing the urge to vomit, she spoke hoarsely.
“I’m sorry.”
She didn’t dislike Tang Sui.
But the thought of kissing someone of the same sex instinctively made her feel nauseated.
Tang Sui licked her lips, her eyes shining and cheeks faintly flushed.
So delicious.
After living this long, she had never longed for a human so intensely.
She had barely tasted the surface.
Looking at Song Fanxing with sparkling eyes, she coaxed softly,
“Fanxing… how about we try one more time?”
Song Fanxing pursed her lips.
“Can this be the last time? I’ll try to last a little longer.”
It was only a kiss.
As long as she kissed Tang Sui, she could avoid those people by hiding here.
Tang Sui hummed in agreement.
“Pick me up.”
Without speaking, Song Fanxing complied.
Tang Sui couldn’t help laughing.
Now Song Fanxing wouldn’t be able to push her away even if she wanted to.
Wrapping her arms around Song Fanxing’s neck, Tang Sui lowered her head once more.
Song Fanxing’s body stiffened.
Tang Sui wasn’t heavy, but with their bodies pressed together, breathing became difficult.
She could clearly feel Tang Sui’s form.
The lingering fragrance clouded her thoughts, making her increasingly dizzy.
She wanted to pull away, but Tang Sui clung tightly to her.
Unable to breathe properly, Song Fanxing instinctively tightened her fingers.
Eventually, Tang Sui withdrew and let out a soft sigh.
“Fanxing… be gentler.”
Song Fanxing immediately caught her breath.
“I’m sorry.”
She carefully set Tang Sui back down on the table, almost as though handling something dangerously hot.
Tang Sui released her and touched her own lips with visible satisfaction.
Such delicious energy.
This was the kind of nourishment a succubus should consume.
Her gaze lingered on Song Fanxing’s lips.
“Still feeling nauseous, Fanxing?”
A faint blush appeared on Song Fanxing’s pale face.
Tang Sui didn’t interpret it as embarrassment.
More likely, it was simply the result of being short of breath.
Despite spending only half a day together, Song Fanxing had already grown accustomed to Tang Sui’s overly familiar way of addressing her.
Tang Sui treated her as though they had known each other for years.
She disliked that inexplicable familiarity but chose not to mention it.
Taking out a tissue, Song Fanxing calmly wiped her lips.
“Yes.
“But I’ll restrain myself.”
Tang Sui smiled without minding the gesture.
She actually liked Song Fanxing’s personality.
Calm.
Intelligent.
Capable of recognizing that this exchange was the least costly option and accepting it decisively.
And by silently wiping her lips afterward, she expressed her personal boundaries clearly without unnecessary drama.
Besides, Song Fanxing was straight.
She even felt nauseated from kissing.
The chances of her developing feelings for someone were extremely low.
Tang Sui disliked clingy people.
Far too many assumed that touching lips meant entering a relationship and immediately began invading every aspect of her life.
“Fanxing, remember to breathe next time.”
Song Fanxing nodded.
“I’ve never done this before, so I wasn’t very good at it.”
Tang Sui stretched lazily, half-closing her eyes.
“Me too.
“It feels really nice.”
Even though she had only consumed a little energy, she was genuinely happy.
Human energy naturally leaked from certain parts of the body, and she normally needed only brief contact to determine whether someone was suitable nourishment.
Unfortunately, until now, she had never found anyone she actually wanted to consume.
Song Fanxing remained expressionless, making it impossible to tell whether she believed those words.
She picked up the schoolbag she had set aside earlier, removed a textbook, and looked toward Tang Sui.
“Can I read now?”
“Of course.”
Song Fanxing found a quiet corner and sat against the wall.
Even unused classrooms were cleaned regularly, so the floor was spotless.
Tang Sui turned to gaze out the window.
Someone had apparently been observing this classroom from the opposite building earlier, but they were now gone.
At that distance, however, no ordinary person should have been able to clearly distinguish either her face or Song Fanxing’s.
She had no intention of letting anyone covet her delicious food.
Meanwhile, inside the swimming room on the third floor of Building K directly opposite Building C, Qiao Ling carefully reviewed the photographs she had taken.
After a while, she burst into laughter.
Picking up her camera, she hurried toward the other side of the pool.
“Hey, Zhou! Guess what I photographed!”
Fu Juezhou surfaced from the water.
Droplets slid down her cheeks as she looked impatiently at the noisy mixed-race girl.
“Qiao Ling, you’re too loud.”
Qiao Ling pouted.
Her delicate features combined Asian and Western characteristics in a soft and gentle way.
Her large, drooping light-brown eyes made even her complaints seem innocent.
“Zhou, don’t be mean.
“I caught something really interesting.”
Fu Juezhou removed her goggles, climbed out of the pool with practiced ease, and brushed back her wet short hair.
Glancing sideways at Qiao Ling, she said,
“If your idea of interesting is another sparrow pooping, don’t bother showing me.”
With her narrow phoenix eyes and single eyelids, even casual glances carried an air of arrogance.
Qiao Ling puffed out her cheeks and handed over the camera.
“No.
“I caught my little cutie kissing someone else.”
“That’s our prey, Zhou.
“Shouldn’t we find whoever that person is?
“I want to sew her mouth shut.”
Her tone remained innocent despite the disturbing seriousness of her expression.
Fu Juezhou looked down at the photograph.
Two people appeared in the frame.
Only Song Fanxing’s profile was clearly visible.
The other person’s face was obscured.
Their touching lips, however, could be seen plainly.
Fu Juezhou smiled.
Combined with her sharp features, the expression looked cold and hostile.
“It seems Song Fanxing is tougher than I thought.
“She’s still in the mood for romance under these circumstances.”
Qiao Ling tugged on her arm.
“Zhou, help me find her!
“I haven’t even kissed my little cutie yet.
“Why should someone else get to?
“I’m angry!”
Her pleading looked oddly mismatched with her nearly 185-centimeter frame.
Fu Juezhou slapped her hand away.
“Find her yourself.
“I don’t have time to worry about Song Fanxing.”
Qiao Ling rubbed the reddened back of her hand.
“Zhou, you’re awful.
“Last time you even said my little cutie was impressive.”
“And I haven’t even told you what your stepmother did today.”
The mention of those three words instantly darkened Fu Juezhou’s expression.
“Qiao Ling.
“Looking for trouble?
“She’s not my stepmother.”
Qiao Ling muttered,
“That’s what you get for disliking me.”
As Fu Juezhou walked away, she hurried after her.
“Yu Ying said Tang Sui tried seducing everyone in the restroom this morning.
“She even tried taking off her clothes.
“Showing off her legs and chest.”
Fu Juezhou sneered.
“Just imagining it makes me sick.
“That ugly thing.”
She wasn’t surprised.
Wasn’t seducing people the only thing Tang Sui knew how to do?
Not everyone, however, shared her mother’s bizarre taste.
Qiao Ling nodded enthusiastically.
“Exactly!
“She’s ugly.”
With those long bangs, skinny frame, and habit of hanging her head, Tang Sui looked like something out of a horror movie.
Qiao Ling disliked her as well.
She stepped in front of Fu Juezhou once more.
“Zhou, please help me find her.”
Searching by herself would take all day.
Fu Juezhou had countless admirers who could locate anyone almost instantly.
Fu Juezhou simply walked past and entered the shower room.
Qiao Ling followed behind, still complaining.
“Zhou, she didn’t even do anything that outrageous.
“So why do you hate her so much?
“You don’t even go after my little cutie with me anymore.”
Closing the shower room door behind her, Fu Juezhou answered coldly,
“Because I do.”
She didn’t need a particular reason.
She simply couldn’t tolerate the thought of someone like Tang Sui entering her home.