A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 39

It took Chu Shiqing a while to recover. Her pale cheeks were now abnormally red, but the sickly look in her eyes did not improve because of the redness. She looked at Fu Juezhou and said in a hoarse voice, “Juezhou, I’m not feeling well.”

“Can you take me back first?”

Fu Juezhou remained silent, his eyes flickering between light and shadow, revealing emotions that were difficult to discern.

Suddenly, a door opened. Fu Juezhou turned her head and saw who it was. She smiled and patted Song Fanxing’s shoulder. “Song Fanxing, you’re not very good. I thought you would sleep with her until tomorrow.”

Song Fanxing frowned and looked at Tang Sui immediately.

Tang Sui leaned against the wall, looking extremely lazy, seemingly unconcerned about what Fu Juezhou was saying.

Fu Juezhou curled his lips. “Song Fanxing was supposed to have a wonderful night, but unfortunately, it was because of you that she came.” After saying that, Fu Juezhou turned and left. “Let’s go, Chu Shiqing, it’s time to get your broken body fixed.”

She didn’t want to stay here anymore. From now on, she didn’t care whether Tang Sui and Song Fanxing slept together or not.

When I came to my senses, I realized how stupid I was to have been provoked by Song Fanxing, and how stupid I was to have been seduced by Tang Sui.

The scene of children fighting over something is even more ridiculous.

As they went downstairs, Chu Shiqing asked, “Juezhou, don’t do that. Aunt Fu will be unhappy if she finds out.”

Fu Juezhou rubbed his short hair: “It doesn’t matter, she doesn’t care.” After saying that, Fu Juezhou asked in return: “Chu Shiqing, why did you come up here?”

Chu Shiqing sighed softly: “Juezhou, are you blaming me?”

Fu Juezhou stopped and stared at Chu Shiqing, her narrow phoenix eyes narrowing. If Chu Shiqing didn’t come up, under those circumstances, she really would have kicked Song Fanxing aside and taken Tang Sui to bed.

“I’m thanking you.”

“If you hadn’t come, I might have impulsively stripped Tang Sui naked right there in the hallway.”

Chu Shiqing took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the places where Tang Sui had touched her. The remaining redness on her cheeks made her look much more energetic. “She really is a charming person.”

“Song Fanxing seems to be completely infatuated with her.”

Fu Juezhou started walking again, her voice carrying the coolness of the sea breeze: “Is that so?” If that’s the case, then she misjudged something.

It’s not that Tang Sui cares about Song Fanxing, but rather that Song Fanxing cares about Tang Sui.

The party is pointless if we try to make Tang Sui feel bad by corrupting Song Fanxing.

Chu Shiqing: “Juezhou, if you are also infatuated with her, you should lock her up.”

Fu Juezhou didn’t take Chu Shiqing’s words seriously. “If you really like someone, then you can get married.”

“Chu Shiqing, stop being so gloomy.”

“That’s why I find it disgusting to watch you imitate Fu Qing.”

Chu Shiqing followed behind Fu Juezhou, her smile unchangingly gentle. The young lady, who had been loved since childhood, always took things for granted.

On the second floor, the woman who had just opened the door saw Song Fanxing standing unharmed in the corridor. She bit her lip, wanting to try again.

She had a hard time getting on the ship; this Miss Song was a friend of Fu Juezhou.

The woman walked up to Song Fanxing, glanced cautiously at the stunningly beautiful woman leaning against the wall, then shifted her gaze back to Song Fanxing and whispered, “Miss Song, are you satisfied with my body?” Her words carried a blatant implication, as if implying that she and Song Fanxing had already engaged in intimate acts.

Tang Sui smiled and said, “Wow, it seems my good daughter was right.” Her slow tone carried a hint of nonchalance.

Song Fanxing suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart; the alcohol made it impossible for her to calm down.

Song Fanxing reached out and grabbed Tang Sui’s arm, pulling her into the room without giving the woman a single glance.

The woman stood there, staring at the trembling door that had been slammed shut, then lowered her head and fled in a disheveled state.

Inside the room, Song Fanxing roughly threw Tang Sui onto the bed.

Tang Sui obediently lay down on the bed, having never intended to resist the seemingly drunk protagonist from the beginning.

Tang Sui smiled broadly, her red lips appearing even fuller and more beautiful under the lights; getting drunk makes things easier.

Looking at Song Fanxing’s flushed cheeks, Tang Sui smiled and said, “Fanxing, do you still want to do it?” As she spoke, she gently pulled her skirt up.

Her slender calves were revealed, encased in delicate skin-colored stockings. “Fanxing, I don’t mind.”

Song Fanxing’s gaze was deep. She got onto the bed, knelt beside Tang Sui, pressed down on Tang Sui’s wrist, and said in a hoarse voice, “Tang Sui, don’t do this.”

“I haven’t done it with anyone else.”

“I am not gay.”

“Women’s bodies disgust me.”

Tang Sui paused, her eyes crinkling with a beautiful smile. “I understand.”

Loosening her skirt, Tang Sui stood up and patted Song Fanxing’s head with her other hand. “I’m sorry, Fanxing, I forgot we’re friends. I shouldn’t have talked to you like that.” Oh dear, the protagonist’s initiative tonight made her a little unable to control herself.

Tang Sui was very close to her; the scent on her nose was very fragrant, and the movements on her head were very gentle.

Song Fanxing gripped the slender wrist in her arms tightly. “Tang Sui, you shouldn’t do it with anyone else either.”

“They are bad, they are evil.”

“Can you not be so casual!” After saying that, Song Fanxing froze. Why did she say such a thing again? Sadness surged up like a tide, making it hard for her to breathe. She was always like this.

She shouldn’t have said that.

Song Fanxing’s eyes were slightly red. The alcohol made her feel particularly depressed and irritable.

I want to do something, but I don’t know what to do.

“I’m sorry, I misspoke.” Song Fanxing’s voice grew even lower and hoarse.

Tang Sui ignored Song Fanxing’s words. She frowned in distress and said honestly, “But I like doing this kind of thing.”

“This is something I have to do.” She had finally found it. If she hadn’t transmigrated, she might have been reduced to eating cheap food because of the unbearable hunger. She would have died from starvation.

Vitality is essential for succubi.

Tang Sui’s words ignited a surge of anger within Song Fanxing. Why? Why did she have to do this?

She just hoped that Tang Sui could cherish herself more.

“Fanxing, I can’t agree to that. I want to do it with Qiao Ling, Yiluoya, and Fu Juezhou.”

Tang Sui continued talking, and as the alcohol continued to assault her brain, Song Fanxing inexplicably felt very sad.

Song Fanxing suddenly reached out and pressed Tang Sui down on the bed. Looking into Tang Sui’s affectionate eyes, Song Fanxing asked in a trembling voice, “Tang Sui, don’t look for them, just look for me, okay?”

Upon hearing this, Tang Sui’s eyes lit up, but then she seemed to remember something, shook her head, and refused, “No.” The protagonist is drunk now, and might say anything.

Moreover, she would be very unhappy if she only ate the main character’s love interest.

“Stars, we are good friends.”

“I can’t do these things to you.”

Song Fanxing’s heart throbbed with pain as Tang Sui spoke. She blinked her dry eyes, and a tear fell from her eye, landing on Tang Sui’s cheek.

Song Fanxing’s fingertips trembled as she gripped Tang Sui’s shoulders. She bent down and pressed her forehead against Tang Sui’s chest, her voice so soft it seemed it could disappear at any moment: “Tang Sui, I just want you to feel better.”

Her cheeks were wet with tears. Tang Sui reached out and wiped them away, then put them in her mouth. The salty tears exploded in her mouth, and Tang Sui had a second problem.

The protagonist is very concerned about her having sex with other people, but she needs to eat.

Tang Sui placed her hand on Song Fanxing’s back and patted it gently, coaxing her softly, “Fanxing, making love will make me feel good.”

“So don’t be sad. This is something I like, and I won’t be sad because I’m disrespected.” Human emotions are always complex. Even after living in the human world for so long, she still can’t fully understand human thoughts.

“Besides, you’re disgusted by women’s bodies, and you and I can’t do it.”

So be good, don’t do it because of me and other people—

“Not disgusting at all!” Song Fanxing’s sudden words interrupted Tang Sui.

Tang Sui blinked and watched as Song Fanxing lifted her head from her arms.

Tears had soaked her delicate face, and her usual indifference had vanished, leaving only sadness.

Song Fanxing has always been quiet and reserved. She doesn’t like to express her emotions on her face, but that doesn’t mean she’s indifferent.

Holding Tang Sui’s shoulder tightly, Song Fanxing repeated in a hoarse voice, “It’s not disgusting.”

She despises homosexuals and doesn’t like women.

Because her mother had an affair with another woman, she had seen that woman kissing and making love to her mother when she was very young.

The swaying body resembled two white maggots, making her feel nauseous and want to vomit.

But she didn’t blame her mother, nor did she blame that woman.

She blamed no one; she just felt disgusted.

“Tang Sui, it’s you, then I don’t feel disgusted.”

A note from the author:

I actually made it!

These words were not only spoken to Tang Sui, but also struck a heavy blow to Song Fanxing’s heart.

Perhaps the alcohol made her impulsive and led her to say such things.

Song Fanxing’s tears streamed down her face, each drop landing on Tang Sui’s cheek. “Tang Sui, I will touch you.”

“Please don’t go looking for anyone else, okay?” As the last word faded, Song Fanxing’s kiss landed on her lips.

First the forehead, then the corners of the eyes, then the tip of the nose, the lips, and then down the neck.

Tang Sui lay still, even when her skirt was lifted up.

Song Fanxing pulled her up and took off her long dress.

Tears dripped onto her thighs.

The cold touch made Tang Sui’s eyelashes tremble slightly. She said softly, “Fanxing, I will find someone else.”

“No matter what you did, I will find someone else.” Tang Sui was a little conflicted.