A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 35

Tang Sui curled her lips, released her tail, and the tail pushed aside the thin blanket, starting to swing wildly in the air, looking extremely happy.

Tang Sui chuckled softly, “I like it too, but human bodies are too weak, so I can only eat it next time.” Her tone was soft and tender, carrying a sense of satisfaction and pleasure.

 

“Click.” The bathroom door opened.

 

Qiao Ling walked out of the bathroom with her hair slightly damp.

 

She appeared before Tang Sui without wearing any coverings.

 

Clear hickeys were visible on the collarbone and neck.

 

Qiao Ling looked down at Tang Sui, who was lying on the bed, her gaze fixed on her tailbone.

 

There, a dark tail was attached.

 

Its body is like a snake’s tail, but the tail is an ambiguous red heart.

 

Qiao Ling sat on the bed and reached out to grasp the base of the tail.

 

Tang Sui gave a soft snort.

 

This is what Qiao Ling discovered today; if she touches this spot, Tang Sui will keep trembling.

 

“Sui, does the devil’s tail have any special meaning?”

 

Tang Sui blushed and breathed softly, “It might be a little uncomfortable.” Great.

 

Qiao Ling really didn’t touch it anymore; she was very tired, and taking a bath had exhausted all her energy.

 

Qiao Ling slowly got into bed, lay down next to Tang Sui, and pulled Tang Sui into her arms. “Sui, are you going to the party tomorrow?” Qiao Ling’s mind went blank for a moment. Why did she pull Tang Sui into her arms?

 

She always instinctively hugs people.

 

Qiao Ling thought for a while, but couldn’t figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it. She bent down and buried her head in Tang Sui’s neck, carefully smelling Tang Sui’s scent. “It’s a party hosted by Zhou. The party was a lot of fun.”

 

Tang Sui casually ran her fingers through Qiao Ling’s wet hair, which gradually dried under her fingers. “Little Qiao Ling, do you want to go?”

 

Qiao Ling tightened her arms, hugging Tang Sui’s waist and back tightly. “I want to go.”

 

Tang Sui agreed, “Okay.” Her tail wrapped around Qiao Ling’s leg, and she started to crave more energy.

 

Qiao Ling’s voice was muffled, “Sui, I don’t want it anymore.”

 

Tang Sui gently stroked the back of Qiao Ling’s neck with her fingers. “Just a touch.”

 

Qiao Ling’s legs were sore, and sometimes she wondered if Tang Sui was really in pain.

 

Both Tang Sui’s words and her expression clearly showed her pain.

 

But this pain was different from others’; it had a different meaning, and she always felt an itch in her stomach when she looked at it.

 

“Sui, I’m going to sleep.”

 

“Good night.” Qiao Ling’s voice was weak and sounded extremely tired.

 

Tang Sui began to wonder if she had gone too far; it seemed that only she felt comfortable doing this.

 

If Qiao Ling gradually loses interest in doing it, she will feel bad, after all, finding food is not easy.

 

Once food is found, it’s even harder to get it to willingly come to you.

 

But the feeling of being full was really comforting, and she liked it very much.

 

Tang Sui nestled in Qiao Ling’s arms and slowly closed her eyes. Why hadn’t her mother taught her how a succubus could control her appetite?

 

In the dead of night, Tang Sui also had her own little troubles.

 

The next day, it was a sunny day.

 

Qiao Ling was awakened by an itchy sensation on her face. She opened her eyes groggily and found that Tang Sui’s hair had brushed against her cheek.

 

Her silvery-white hair was as smooth and glossy as silk.

 

Qiao Ling racked her brains and came up with a metaphor: like snow.

 

Tang Sui seemed a little different today than last night. Qiao Ling propped herself up on her palms and looked down at Tang Sui, who had her eyes closed.

 

Tang Sui’s eyelashes were also white, the same color as her hair. Her ears were long and pointed, and she was so beautiful that she was almost bewitching. She had only ever seen such a monster in games.

 

Qiao Ling’s gaze fell on the black horns, and she noticed that the pair of ferocious horns had grown larger and more curved.

 

Qiao Ling blinked and couldn’t help but reach out and touch it. The cold, stiff touch brought her back to her senses.

 

Oh, Tang Sui is a demon!

 

Stories always say that you can’t touch a demon’s horns, or you’ll be killed.

 

Will Tang Sui kill her if she finds out?

 

Qiao Ling tried to pull her hand back, but a soft hand gripped her wrist. “Little Qiao Ling, touch me if you want.”

 

Qiao Ling’s heart skipped a beat. Her gaze shifted downwards, meeting a pair of deep purple eyes. Those eyes held a bright, radiant smile, like a galaxy of stars falling within them—exquisitely beautiful and alluring.

 

Qiao Ling stared at Tang Sui, somewhat stunned.

 

The black horns, with their twisted patterns like the claws of a demon, were firmly embedded in Tang Sui’s skull, pushing aside the hair on her forehead to reveal her breathtakingly beautiful face.

 

The fierce horns and the gorgeous appearance are contradictory, yet they miraculously blend together to create a highly impactful tension.

 

Qiao Ling was stunned for a long time before slowly saying, “Sui, I…I want to kiss you.” She didn’t know why she wanted to kiss you; she just really wanted to kiss you right now.

 

Tang Sui raised an eyebrow, reached out and hooked her arm around Qiao Ling’s neck, forcing her to lower her head, and then kissed Qiao Ling’s cheek and the tip of her nose.

 

“Little Qiao Ling, is that enough?” A voice filled with laughter assaulted Qiao Ling’s brain.

 

Qiao Ling straightened up and pressed her hand to her left chest, where Tang Sui had left a pattern that would cause her great pain, as she could not go against Tang Sui’s pattern.

 

My heart is pounding so fast right now, it feels like it’s going to burst out of my chest.

 

A strange emotion spread through my heart.

 

Has the pattern flared up again? But she hasn’t done anything wrong.

 

The pattern attacks cause her excruciating pain, making her feel like she’s about to die each time.

 

Thinking of this, Qiao Ling felt wronged, and tears quickly welled up in her big eyes, falling onto Tang Sui’s chest as she blinked. “Sui, I didn’t do anything else, please don’t punish me.”

 

Tang Sui exclaimed “Ah!” and sat up, asking, “Little Qiao Ling, what’s wrong?” Tang Sui’s voice was soft and gentle.

 

Qiao Ling felt more and more wronged as she thought about it. She opened her mouth and burst into tears: “It hurts so much.” Large tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped onto the bed sheet.

 

Tang Sui frowned slightly, wondering if she had really gone too far last night.

 

Tang Sui gently touched Qiao Ling’s face and coaxed softly, “I’m sorry, little Qiao Ling. Let’s do it for an hour next time.”

 

Qiao Ling threw herself into Tang Sui’s arms, wiping all her tears on Tang Sui’s body. “I’m really in a lot of pain.” Her heavy nasal voice and sobbing made Qiao Ling’s willful words sound pitiful.

 

Tang Sui hugged Qiao Ling and patted her back gently. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t consider that you’re human.”

 

Tang Sui’s movements and tone were very gentle, and Qiao Ling’s grievances disappeared again. Sniffing, Qiao Ling pressed Tang Sui down on the bed, “I’m going to flatten you.”

 

Tang Sui laughed, wrapping her tail around Qiao Ling’s waist. “Little Qiao Ling, I’ll put my tail here, it won’t move around.”

 

“You can…” Tang Sui guided Qiao Ling’s hand downwards.

 

“This time, only you have caused me pain.”

 

Qiao Ling’s fingertips were soft and smooth. She bit Tang Sui’s cheek and grumbled, “Don’t lie to me.”

 

Tang Sui pressed down on Qiao Ling’s shoulder, “Hmm, I’m not lying…hmm?” She hadn’t finished speaking yet.

 

But I really like it.

 

Tang Sui’s deep purple eyes sparkled with pleasure.

 

Being naive has its advantages. Qiao Ling doesn’t understand anything, and you can easily coax her into doing what she needs.

 

“Sui, we’re boarding the ship tonight. Let’s go buy some clothes later.”

 

“Hmm… Little Qiao Ling.”

 

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As night fell, Song Fanxing gazed at the few scattered stars in the night sky, lost in thought.

 

She hadn’t messaged Tang Sui for many days.

 

Tang Sui didn’t send her any messages either.

 

It’s as if all contact has been lost.

 

She didn’t know how to apologize to Tang Sui.

 

When people are angry, they often say hurtful things, and she was no exception.

 

“Hey, Song Fanxing, what are you waiting for? Get on the boat.” Fu Juezhou’s voice cut through the night and reached Song Fanxing’s ears.

 

Turning her eyes, Song Fanxing’s gaze fell on Fu Juezhou, who was not far away.

 

The temperature at the port was low, and Fu Juezhou was only wearing a loose shirt, which was being blown around by the sea breeze. His fluffy short hair was also flying around with his clothes.

 

Her exquisite face shone even brighter under the neon lights.

 

“Stop making me repeat myself, it’s annoying.”

 

Song Fanxing walked over; she had agreed to let Fu Juezhou come aboard the ship for the party over the weekend.

 

As Song Fanxing approached, Fu Juezhou chuckled, “Remember tonight. This is a world you can never reach in your entire life.” Fu Juezhou stated the matter in a very ordinary way, but his words always carried a condescending tone, arrogant and rude.

 

Song Fanxing didn’t say much; she was already used to the way these young ladies spoke.

 

Fu Juezhou: “Let’s go.” After saying that, he turned around and walked onto the deck.

 

Song Fanxing followed behind, watching Fu Juezhou push open the porthole.

 

A bright yellow light shone through from inside. Fu Jue turned to the side and looked back at Song Fanxing: “You’ll like it.” She wasn’t there to torment Song Fanxing.

 

Song Fanxing pursed her lips and stepped into this completely unknown world.

 

As Song Fanxing took in the interior of the ship, she felt a wave of powerlessness wash over her.

 

The enormous crystal chandelier overhead was so dazzling it dazzled her eyes. Every detail here was exquisitely crafted, and the decadent, extravagant atmosphere came to life, leaving a deep impression on her mind.

 

Song Fanxing closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no emotion in them. She looked at everyone with a cold and indifferent expression, seemingly arrogant.

 

Fu Juezhou glanced at her, then reached out and grabbed Song Fanxing’s arm, leading her upstairs to the second floor.

 

All eyes were now on them, and everyone crowded around.

 

A waiter brought over a bowl of red coins. Fu Juezhou looked at the group of people below, curled his lips into a wild and unrestrained smile, and started scattering the coins down. “Have fun, everyone.”

 

Large wads of money floated down to the ground, cheers erupted, and everyone trampled the money on the ground; no one bent down to pick it up.