Seeing that Jiang Cheng's desk was still a mess, Zhu Yan wanted to help him tidy up, but Jiang Cheng stopped her.
After all, there were other people here.
And those three horndogs kept fawning over Zhu Yan like they'd never seen a woman before; Jiang Cheng could only shake his head.
After walking Zhu Yan out, Jiang Cheng grabbed his clothes and took a quick shower.
Right then, Lin Qingxue was heading toward Jiang Cheng's dorm with an off-campus stay application form and several cups of milk tea.
She carried the drinks in one hand while craning her neck to peek through their half-open door.
Before her eyes could focus, she heard a burst of shouts.
"Tell me—am I big? Am I?"
"Hold on, hold on."
"Damn, you win—you're huge!"
"So big, so big—and I'm big too!"
"…"
Hearing such raunchy talk, Lin Qingxue's face flushed crimson.
So this is the legendary boys' dorm?
It feels even wilder than our girls' dorm.
Sure, we occasionally whisper and giggle about guys' private stuff at night, but it's always hush-hush and shy.
Nobody roars about it like this.
At a loss, she stood frozen, wondering whether to leave with the milk tea still in her hands.
Walking in right now would be way too awkward.
Before she could decide, other guys in the corridor noticed her and started stirring.
At this age—when you don't yet know how precious your swimmers are—everyone gets restless at the sight of a pretty girl.
Especially these flashy freshmen who've just been let off the leash.
"Hey, beauty—who're you looking for?"
"Holy crap, our school has a stunner like this?"
"Let's go ask for her wechat?"
"…"
Wang Jian, closest to the door, rolled his chair over and yanked it open at the commotion.
Seeing Lin Qingxue standing there dazed, he blurted in surprise, "Senior, are you here for Jiang Cheng?"
She glanced inside: everyone was clothed and sitting by their bunks. Frowning slightly, she nodded. "I brought him something. May I come in?"
She handed the four cups of milk tea to Wang Jian.
"I bought these for you guys."
Wang Jian happily took them and waved her in. "Senior, don't be polite—come in! Brother Cheng's in the shower."
Lu Chuan and Wang Jian had met Lin Qingxue at noon, so they stayed calm.
But Wu Kun was seeing her for the first time.
Watching another goddess-level beauty arrive right after Zhu Yan left, he stared wide-eyed.
Learning she was here for Jiang Cheng, Wu Kun immediately whispered to Wang Jian, full of gossip and envy.
"Senior? Looking for Brother Cheng? What's their relationship?"
"No idea yet," Wang Jian whispered back, "but you can forget about her—eighty percent she's Jiang Cheng's."
Just then Jiang Cheng stepped out of the bathroom, towel-drying his hair.
Seeing Lin Qingxue sitting at his desk waiting, he exclaimed in surprise,
"Senior?"
Lin Qingxue turned, spotted his firm eight-pack, and two red clouds floated across her cheeks.
Jiang Cheng calmly opened his wardrobe and slowly pulled on a shirt.
Out of the corner of his eye he studied her: a figure-hugging white one-piece dress that perfectly showed off her balanced, graceful body.
Just under 170 cm, but with a 60/40 leg-to-body ratio that looked flawless.
Especially those crystalline long legs.
Her pert little nose and soft pink lips.
Beneath thick lashes, her sparkling eyes smiled at Jiang Cheng.
Her milk-tea-colored silky hair still cascaded over her shoulders.
She looked slim, stylish, and elegant.
Compared with Jiang Cheng's other women she seemed a bit innocent, yet she had a charm all her own.