A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 57

After making another call and learning that Tang Sui had stayed at school, Iloya told Qiao Ling. Seeing Qiao Ling with her head down, Iloya sneered, “She can’t see you like this. Once you’re abandoned, you should just get lost.”

“After all, with someone as beautiful as me by her side, she won’t even glance at you again. You might as well find someone else sooner rather than later.”

Qiao Ling’s nose stung with tears, and she hugged her knees tightly. “If you hadn’t taken her away, why would I have hit you? Why would Sui have abandoned me? It’s all your fault.”

Iloia was so angry she almost laughed. How could she have never seen Pese so ruthless and unreasonable before? “Ha! I’m not only going to take her away, I’m going to sleep with her, I’m going to kiss her, and I’m going to marry her!”

Qiao Ling panicked and suddenly stood up from the ground, her red-rimmed eyes filled with hatred, as if she wanted to tear Iloya apart: “You can’t marry her!”

Iloya was already angry, which is why she spoke without thinking. Seeing Qiao Ling’s appearance only made her angrier. “I will still have a child with her. You can only watch our family of three live happily from afar.” After saying that, Iloya picked up her small bag and turned to leave.

She was furious. She had dressed up carefully, hoping for a wonderful evening, but instead, she ran into Pesai.

Moreover, Tang Sui didn’t return here at all. Could she have been tricked?

No, she’s going to confront Tang Sui tomorrow.

He clearly asked her to come, but he didn’t come back himself; that’s deception.

Tang Sui did not go back, but instead squeezed into a bed with Song Fanxing.

The lights in the dormitory were already off. Tang Sui held Song Fanxing’s arm and whispered in her ear, “When did you buy the bed curtains?”

Song Fanxing replied softly, “After you slept with me last time.”

The dormitory room is large, which means that sound will be diffused more clearly.

Tang Sui smiled, changed her position, and nestled against Song Fanxing’s chest without saying a word.

Song Fanxing pursed her lips, raised her hand and wrapped it around Tang Sui’s waist. Their bodies intertwined, exchanging body heat. She always felt that hugging was a more intimate thing than making love or kissing.

She held Tang Sui tightly, her arms completely full, a state that brought her great satisfaction.

Song Fanxing couldn’t help but tighten her arms, pressing even closer to Tang Sui, and whispered, “Go to sleep, goodnight, Tang Sui.”

Tang Sui nuzzled against Song Fanxing’s chest to indicate that she understood.

Song Fanxing slowly closed her eyes, carefully feeling Tang Sui’s weight. This was good; it was just her and Tang Sui, quietly staying together.

Even if she doesn’t say anything or do anything, she feels happy and wants it to stay that way forever.

The quiet of the night always brings sleepiness, and soft snoring can be heard.

Song Fanxing slowly opened her eyes; her roommates seemed to be completely asleep.

But she was wide awake.

The fragrance emanating from Tang Sui slowly assaulted her reason. At first, she didn’t notice it, but later, the soft body pressing down on her and the sweet scent filling her nostrils gradually lured her mind away.

But she had slept with Tang Sui just the day before yesterday.

The dampness on my fingertips still seemed to have not yet subsided.

She wasn’t like this before.

They never even think about these things.

She only felt disgusted by the sight of white flesh intertwined.

Song Fanxing bit her lip, gently turned her body over, placed Tang Sui beside her, turned her back, and closed her eyes again.

Unexpectedly, not long after, an arm reached out and embraced her, a soft body pressed against her back. “Fanxing, what’s wrong?” A gentle and soft voice sounded from behind, with a hint of hoarseness from just waking up, and an unusually ambiguous tone.

Song Fanxing said softly, “It’s nothing.”

“Tang Sui, did I just wake you up?”

Tang Sui used a bit of magic to isolate herself from Song Fanxing, preventing their voices from being heard, but she mischievously didn’t tell Song Fanxing.

He straightened up and lay down beside Song Fanxing, biting her ear and mumbling, “Fanxing, do you want to do it?”

After a moment of silence, Song Fanxing finally admitted, “Yes.”

Tang Sui released Song Fanxing’s ear and spoke in the same soft voice as Song Fanxing: “But I can’t eat you anymore.”

“Your body can’t take it.”

“Doing love is like me eating, but a person’s energy is limited, so I can’t finish it all at once. I have to eat it little by little until you recover before I can continue.”

Song Fanxing pursed her lips and remained silent. This was the dormitory, and she shouldn’t be doing that kind of thing, especially since her roommates were still sleeping.

It would be too embarrassing to wake someone up.

Song Fanxing let out a breath and said softly, “No, Tang Sui, you should rest. It’s late.”

Tang Sui chuckled, turned Song Fanxing over completely, and then sat on her lap. “No, I can’t eat, but Fanxing, you can come on your own.”

“Speaking of which, we’ve never used the scissor leg position before.”

Want to give it a try?

After listening to Tang Sui talk for so long, Song Fanxing was a little worried that her roommate might be woken up. She listened quietly for a while, and the snoring was still there, which meant that her roommate was not woken up.

The night was too dark, and she could only see Tang Sui’s blurry outline. She should have refused, but the words that came out were, “Okay.”

A note from the author:

Such is the kind of fake sisterhood.

Chapter 48

A month ago, Song Fanxing would never have imagined that she would become so dissolute.

I couldn’t wait to do it with someone in the dorm room.

Her roommates were still asleep around her.

“Stars”.

Tang Sui’s soft call made Song Fanxing’s heart skip a beat, and she instinctively tightened her grip on Tang Sui’s waist.

Her slender waist didn’t stop swaying because she gripped it tightly; instead, it swayed even more violently, as if the whole bed was shaking along with it.

Song Fanxing held her breath and whispered, “Tang Sui, let’s keep our voices down.”

Tang Sui: “But I can’t control myself.” Night and day are the same to her. Even in the dark, she can see Song Fanxing clearly, whether it’s her nervous expression or her anxious eyes.

It seems the protagonist is very worried about being discovered.

Her cautious demeanor was so adorable that it made her even more eager to play a prank on her.

Tang Sui stood up, and the four petals, soaked in water, separated.

Song Fanxing opened her mouth and called out, “Tang Sui.”

Tang Sui lay down next to Song Fanxing, draped her legs over her waist, and whispered, “Fanxing, did you feel comfortable just now?”

Song Fanxing turned to the side, hugged the person, and gently hummed, “Very good.”

Tang Sui curled her lips and yawned slightly, “Then let’s go to sleep.”

“I’ll take a shower tomorrow morning.”

Song Fanxing pursed her lips. She wanted to say that it wasn’t enough, but Tang Sui seemed to be sleepy.

Finally, Song Fanxing nodded and buried her head in Tang Sui’s arms, “Okay.”

It seemed to be very late at night, but Song Fanxing was still not sleepy. She was close to Tang Sui and could feel Tang Sui’s steady breathing.

Tang Sui was already fast asleep.

She couldn’t sleep; a restless heat lingered in her heart, preventing her from falling asleep.

She wanted more.

I want to see Tang Sui’s body flushed red, trembling as she cries.

Song Fanxing closed her eyes tightly, slowly inhaling the fragrance emanating from Tang Sui.

He told himself that Tang Sui was already asleep and he shouldn’t wake her up.

She didn’t want Tang Sui to be unhappy, nor did she want Tang Sui to feel tired.

It’s very late now, and I’ve been tricked before, so why do I still want it so much?

As Song Fanxing was lost in thought, she suddenly realized that her hand had fallen into something warm and soft, and that her hand had moved on its own without her noticing.

Song Fanxing frowned suddenly, trying to control her hand to leave.

But her hands seemed to have a mind of their own, completely concealed.

Song Fanxing’s breath hitched, and she softly called out, “Tang Sui.”

No one answered her; Tang Sui was still fast asleep.

The warm, soft fabric enveloped her, making it difficult for Song Fanxing to breathe.

She did this while Tang Sui was sleeping.

She clearly didn’t control her hand.

Song Fanxing’s eyes reddened, and she apologized softly, “I’m sorry, Tang Sui.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong.”

Tang Sui gave a soft hum and nuzzled her neck. Song Fanxing thought Tang Sui had woken up, but after a while, Tang Sui made no further movements. Tang Sui was still asleep, only her arm kept moving.

Song Fanxing bit her lip, unsure whether she should wake Tang Sui. She wondered if Tang Sui would be angry if she woke up and found out she had done such a despicable thing.

With everything in complete darkness, Song Fanxing couldn’t see clearly, but this made the sensation and temperature of her fingertips all the more intense, and the sound of water splashing in her ears even clearer, pounding against her eardrums, making her wonder if it was coming from all over the bedroom.

Song Fanxing felt her heart beating incredibly fast, as if it might burst out of her chest at any moment.

She didn’t want this; she wanted to wake Tang Sui.

Song Fanxing took a deep breath, preparing to call for help, but the next moment, Tang Sui, who was lying in her arms, moved, and her low, soft voice rang out in the darkness: “Fanxing, what are you doing?”

“Breaking in while I was sleeping?”

Song Fanxing’s lips twitched slightly as she uttered a very low apology: “I’m sorry, Tang Sui.”

Tang Sui breathed warm air on Song Fanxing’s neck and began to reciprocate, “No need to apologize, Fanxing, you can do whatever you want to me.”

“Stars, I care about you much more than you can imagine.”

“You can be a little willful.”

“I will always be with you from now on.”

Tang Sui spoke softly and gently, but Song Fanxing’s body trembled.

“Tang Sui, I’m afraid you’ll despise me. I have nothing.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Sui slowly propped herself up and kissed Song Fanxing’s lips. “Aren’t I yours?”