“I want these,” Liang Sheng said, pointing at the big bag of fries in An Hua’s pocket. “Can you give them to me, Senior Sister An Hua?”
Poor little masochist An Hua—how could she possibly refuse Liang Sheng, the girl she was so utterly infatuated with? The moment Liang Sheng gave the order, An Hua immediately rummaged in her pocket and pulled out the large bag of fries she’d bought.
“D-Do you need me to feed you, Mas…?” An Hua faltered, unable to quite say the word, and simply gazed at Liang Sheng with shy eyes.
Liang Sheng understood perfectly and darkened her expression at once. “What’s this? Are you questioning your master now? Didn’t you hear me tell you to feed me?”
“Ding~” Favorability increased.
“An Hua’s Favorability toward Liang Sheng: 158”
“Y-Yes!” An Hua perked up immediately, eagerly holding a fry right up to Liang Sheng’s mouth.
Liang Sheng bit into the fry in front of her.
But she didn’t swallow it right away. Instead, she kept it clamped gently between her teeth, making sure it wouldn’t break. Then she pointed at the fry in her mouth and at An Hua, who was blushing as she watched.
An Hua froze, understanding yet not quite grasping it.
Was this… an invitation for her to eat from the other end? An Hua’s face flushed even deeper, and she hesitated, not daring to lean in and bite.
Liang Sheng narrowed her eyes and removed the fry from her mouth. “What are you standing there for? Can’t you see what I’m hinting at? Or… are you disobeying me now?”
“I obey! I always obey my ma—Master’s words!” In her agitation, An Hua blurted out the word she’d been too embarrassed to say before.
Liang Sheng nodded in satisfaction and reached out to rub An Hua’s cheek. “That’s more like it. Be a good girl from now on, and there’ll be rewards you’ll love~”
An Hua nuzzled affectionately against Liang Sheng’s hand on her face, looking utterly eager to please.
“Then~” Liang Sheng put the fry back in her mouth and gave An Hua an expectant look, signaling what came next.
This time, An Hua didn’t hesitate. With wide eyes, she leaned in and gently bit the other end of the fry in Liang Sheng’s mouth.
Ah, so close to Liang Sheng! An Hua’s face grew even redder.
“Ding~” Favorability increased.
“An Hua’s Favorability toward Liang Sheng: 159”
They nibbled closer and closer until their lips were just half a centimeter apart, An Hua’s warm breath brushing Liang Sheng’s face. That was when she chickened out.
In an instant, Liang Sheng snapped off her end of the fry and sat up straight.
Even in this awkward moment, she couldn’t let her air of superiority slip!
Liang Sheng covered her mouth with her fist and coughed lightly. “Swallow it. What, do you find me disgusting?”
How could she ever? Deep masochist An Hua—er, no, let’s keep it polite—deep masochist An Hua craved exactly this kind of treatment more than anything.
“Ding~” Favorability increased.
“An Hua’s Favorability toward Liang Sheng: 161”
An Hua obediently ate the remaining bit of fry, chewed it up, and swallowed it down.
“Was it good?” Liang Sheng had to admit, ordering someone around felt incredibly satisfying. She felt like she was heading down the path of a true sadist (though that was never going to happen).
An Hua nodded docilely and settled back down on Liang Sheng’s lap. She loved this feeling.
Liang Sheng pulled out her phone to check the time. It was getting late. She needed to head back to the dorm for a quick nap, or she’d be too wiped out for afternoon classes. Better eat faster.
“Senior Sister An Hua,” Liang Sheng said, patting the head resting on her lap with a smile. “Time to get up and eat, or we won’t have time for that nap.”
An Hua sat up reluctantly from Liang Sheng’s lap.
The two resumed eating, though An Hua kept stealing glances at Liang Sheng.
Once they were nearly finished, An Hua couldn’t hold back any longer. “M-Mas—no, no, cough cough, um, Liang, Liang Sheng… can I rest in your dorm?”
Liang Sheng looked up thoughtfully. Her room was a four-person setup, and Lu Ziqing had taken the day off, leaving an empty bed. It seemed fine. But would the Dorm Supervisor Aunt allow it?
“It’s possible—there’s an empty spot since one girl’s out today. But I don’t know if the Dorm Supervisor Aunt will let you in.” Liang Sheng shrugged.
An Hua visibly relaxed. “Don’t worry, I can handle her.”
The two girls sped up their meal.
At the dorm entrance, An Hua didn’t sneak around. She strode boldly into the sophomore girls’ dorm building.
“An…” Liang Sheng felt a twinge of nerves and reached out to grab her.
But An Hua was even bolder. She marched right up to the Dorm Supervisor Aunt’s door and knocked.
Oh god… Liang Sheng slapped a hand to her forehead. Was this really okay? She remembered her old dorm supervisor from before the transmigration—back then, this would’ve earned a tirade.
Of course, in an elite school like this one—straight out of some brainless Mary Sue novel—the Dorm Supervisor Aunt wasn’t the tough-as-nails type from real life.
An Hua just bent down and whispered a couple of sentences to the aunt on her swivel chair. The woman smiled, nodded, and even gave a thumbs-up, apparently praising An Hua.
An Hua turned back to Liang Sheng with a triumphant “Yay!” gesture, her earlier aloof demeanor toward others vanishing.
As they headed upstairs, Liang Sheng asked curiously, “Senior Sister An Hua, what did you say to the Dorm Supervisor Aunt? She just let you up like that.”
An Hua replied, “I told her I had some study questions to go over with this underclassman. No space on the field, and classrooms are off-limits at lunch, so we’d do it in the dorm.”
“That’s it? And she let you up?” Liang Sheng couldn’t believe it. She caught up to An Hua and skipped ahead.
“Yeah,” An Hua said, glancing at Liang Sheng with some surprise herself. “Wasn’t the aunt easy to deal with?”
“Well…” Liang Sheng paused. Right, her old dorm aunt hadn’t been like this one.
They reached the room to find one girl absent, leaving only the one on the bed across from Liang Sheng.
“Shh~” Liang Sheng made a hush gesture—the girl was already asleep on her bed.
An Hua and Liang Sheng tiptoed inside.
Liang Sheng pointed to the bed under hers, signaling An Hua to take it. That was Lu Ziqing’s spot.
This elite school didn’t skimp—single beds, no bunking.
But An Hua stood there blankly, refusing to lie down on Lu Ziqing’s bed.
Liang Sheng tilted her head, thought for a moment, then grinned. She whispered, “Senior Sister An Hua, don’t tell me… you want to share my bed? With someone else here? Pfft~ Doesn’t that feel like sneaking around for an affair?”
