Mengmeng: Ferry bro, what are you trying to do? Did I do something wrong?! (T＿T)
Her teeth nibbled gently on her slightly trembling finger.
Ferry bro said he wanted someone "open‑minded"… Does that mean she wasn't open enough?
But… but she'd already sent nudes, even walked around campus with band‑aids on like he asked — wasn't that enough?
What if… what if Ferry bro actually liked someone else? What would she do then?!
She'd only just tasted the joy of having money — that thrill of tossing thousands of yuan items into her cart, and it had lasted a mere ten‑some minutes!
Never going back to the old me!
Meanwhile, in the guys' dorm, Lin Feng stared at his phone, brow furrowed.
He was in a bind too.
His system mission still needed one more "immortal maiden's intimate clothing." Zhou Xiaomeng had already handed over her top and bottom — asking again wouldn't count.
So he figured, maybe she could introduce a money‑loving bestie like herself. Then he'd spend some cash, buy a pair of panties, and boom — mission done.
Couldn't exactly go around stealing, right? That'd make him a real creep.
Ask girls in his class? Even with his decent looks, none would strip on the spot for him. He'd probably get labeled a pervert, expelled, and invited to "have tea" with the cops.
Ferry Me, Not Her: You're fine, nothing wrong. Just tell me — can you help me with this or not!
Seeing that cold reply, Zhou Xiaomeng's heart sank deeper.
She bit her lip, then made a bold decision.
Open‑minded, huh? Fine — let him see exactly how open she could be.
Mengmeng: Actually… actually, I'm pretty open too, Ferry bro…
As she typed, she nibbled her lower lip, quickly stripped off her T‑shirt and shorts, leaving only a half‑wet pink lace thong that outlined her little pussy, even showing the tiny bud of her clit.
She lifted her phone, framed the shot, and sent a full‑body pic without hesitation.
This photo was bolder and more revealing than anything before.
Zhou Xiaomeng lay naked on crisp white sheets, the overhead angle showing off her killer curves.
Her two full, firm, high mounds quivered slightly — even lying down, they were jaw‑dropping.
Her skin was milk‑white, smooth, flawless, every inch like it had a soft glow filter. The arc from shoulder to waist was sleek, the dip of her waist like an invitation for fingers to trail there.
Below her flat belly, the thin pink lace did almost nothing, the scalloped edges barely hiding the contours of her petals, making hearts race.
Worst (best?) part — she'd spread her long, toned legs wide in a pose that screamed McDonald's logo.
Inner thighs gleamed, knees rounded and smooth, calves shapely, ankles slender, toes curled slightly as if from nervousness. The pose oozed seduction.
It was like Lin Feng was kneeling between her knees, hands on her smooth thighs, eyes traveling up, about to "dock" at a space station.
The photo hit him so hard he forgot to breathe, Adam's apple bobbing, head buzzing.
Succubus. This is definitely a succubus.
He'd somehow unlocked the most secret, wild side of Zhou Xiaomeng.
Ferry Me, Not Her: I know you're a good girl, but I've got a little kink — I like collecting intimate items from different girls. You know.
Lin Feng forced calm, explaining.
Ferry Me, Not Her: If you've got a girlfriend who fits the bill, introduce her. Helps me out, and you'll get your reward!
He tapped again — another transfer sent.
[Transfer: ¥1,314]
Zhou Xiaomeng frowned slightly at his reply.
Perched on a soft body pillow, her pale toes curled from inner conflict.
Is… is this still not "open‑minded" enough?
What does Ferry bro want?!
Does he want her to ditch the last scrap of fabric and send that too?!
No way! That was her final line.
Even her boyfriend Chen Mo had only held her hand — they hadn't even kissed!
Now she was supposed to strip completely for a stranger she'd never met, let him see everything?
No… no, absolutely not!
Her mind was at war: on one side, easy money and luxury; on the other, the last defense she'd kept for eighteen years.
Give in, and she'd go back to penny‑pinching and being looked down on.
Don't give in, and Ferry bro might really go find some other "open" girl.
After a moment, her clever eyes rolled, and she made up her mind.
No! Ferry bro was hers! Nobody else could take him!
She quickly typed back:
Mengmeng: Sorry, Ferry bro, my girlfriends… they're all fat and ugly. I'm scared if I introduce them, you'll be mad… I don't want to make you angry!
She didn't accept that ¥1,314 either.
She wanted Ferry bro to know — she cared about him, not just his money.
"I see," Lin Feng thought.
He had no clue about Zhou Xiaomeng's twisty little logic.
All he saw was his usually money‑hungry girl ignoring nearly two grand — meaning her friends were probably that ugly, truly unpresentable.
Ferry Me, Not Her: Alright then.
He replied, exited the chat, and felt the fire she'd stirred still burning inside him.
He opened the profile of "Little Raindrop" — that senior. She hadn't logged on since daytime; no telling when he'd get his "first‑time" mission done.
Sighing, he figured — if he could take down Senior Su Qingwen and get her intimate clothing, mission still accomplished.
System rewards would roll in either way. Sweet.
With Ferry bro dropping the subject, Zhou Xiaomeng finally relaxed — crisis averted!
She let out a long breath, then eagerly opened her shopping app.
Seeing all the makeup and cute clothes she'd craved, she hit Buy All without hesitation and paid.
Thousands gone in seconds!
But she didn't feel a sting — just an unprecedented satisfaction.
Imagining soon using those pricey skincare products, wearing the latest dresses, she floated on cloud nine and drifted to sleep with a sweet smile.
While she slept, a tiny gap silently opened in her bed curtain.
A pale, delicate hand slipped in like a snake, careful and sly.
It was Jiang Xiaoya.