The bra area was kinda firm.
After all, it was only a C — nothing like Zhou Xiaomeng's ridiculous E.
He'd seen those photos: her bra was basically symbolic, clinging to two ridiculously soft melons like it was about to spill over any second.
Su Qingwen's C-cups were more standard — mostly tucked neatly inside the cups, the sensitive little nub hidden, tough to reach directly.
"Mmm!"
The moment Lin Feng's palm covered her chest, Su Qingwen jolted like she'd been zapped.
She could feel his fingers kneading her breast through the fabric, not too hard, not too soft — a tingly wave shot from her nipple straight through her whole body.
Her pussy was already soaked through her panties.
The damp, sticky fabric clung to her skin, uncomfortable as hell.
Glurk!
Once again, she was forced to swallow the saliva Lin Feng pushed into her mouth. Her brain went blank from the lack of oxygen and sheer stimulation.
No!
This couldn't go on!
If he kept touching her, what if things went too far?
Her first time was supposed to sell for money!
Su Qingwen shoved Lin Feng away in a panic.
She gasped for air, chest heaving, cheeks red enough to drip blood.
Fixing her slightly messy collar and the bra that had shifted out of place, she avoided his eyes, face full of shy protest:
"Junior… I… I'm not ready… I don't want us to move too fast!"
Move too fast?
Are you kidding me?!
Lin Feng's brain screamed with sarcasm.
You were ready to meet some random guy online, sight unseen, agree to a full night, unlimited rounds, him calling the positions, even calculated 25 cm in advance — and now you're worried we're moving too fast?
Stop acting like some pure, chaste maiden!
Right then, Lin Feng noticed something — the corruption value above Su Qingwen's head had stayed at [5] the whole time, not budging.
Meaning: no matter how much he kissed her or groped her, her heart didn't flutter, no real arousal at all.
Everything she did, every word she said — calculated performance.
This woman was sharp, rational.
Not greedy and dumb like Zhou Xiaomeng, not simple and vain like Jiang XiaoYa.
She had a goal, she played it smart, and she knew how to use her advantages to maximize profit.
"Alright, I respect your choice."
Lin Feng nodded, but his tone had cooled, irritation barely hidden.
He let go, took a step back, and sat down again.
The mood in the booth plummeted to freezing.
Neither of them registered a second of the movie.
The embarrassing banging from next door had died down, leaving dead silence.
When the lights came up at the end, neither said a word.
On the way back to campus, Lin Feng deliberately walked ahead, keeping more than three feet between them — his back practically screaming stay away from me.
Near the gate, Su Qingwen finally cracked, rushed up, and grabbed his sleeve.
"Lin Feng, Junior!"
He stopped and looked back, cool and distant.
"What's wrong? You suddenly got all weird!"
She pouted her cherry lips, chin up, face pure and pitiful as she tugged his shirt, voice soft and sugary.
Any guy would've melted.
"Nothing, maybe I'm just tired." His tone stayed flat, zero emotion.
"Is it… because I didn't let you touch me, and you're mad?"
Her eyes instantly reddened, like she was about to cry.
"Aw, don't be mad, okay? I… I'm just not mentally ready… Give me two days, and then… then I'll do whatever you want, alright?"
She gazed at him with watery eyes, voice full of coaxing and flattery.
"Two days? Fine."
Lin Feng nodded expressionlessly, as she'd actually convinced him.
"Junior, you're the best!"
Seeing him agree, she instantly beamed, face lighting up.
She stood on tiptoe and quickly pecked his cheek — the soft touch gone in a flash.
"I'm heading back! Good night!"
With that, she turned bright red and trotted into campus, the picture of shy, youthful energy.
Lin Feng stood still.
He raised a hand, slowly touched the spot she'd kissed — still felt her lip's warmth and scent.
But his eyes were icy.
If this had just been about taking her first time, he'd have been gentle and respectful.
But now? His mindset had flipped.
Su Qingwen, just you wait.
If I don't turn you into a personal cauldron — drooling, blank-eyed, just moaning ahhh — I'm not Lin Feng!
Just then, the system's cold chime rang in his head:
[Ding! System detects host's Dao Heart remains firm, unbewitched by the "Righteous Demoness." Reward issued!]
[Reward: Spirit Stones x500! Explosive Shot Pill x1!]
[Explosive Shot Pill: For 8 hours after use, grants invincibility, infinite ammo, no cooldown — lets you go full berserk output!]
At the same moment, his phone dinged with a bank text:
Dear customer, your savings account ending xxxx received ¥50,000.00 on Sept 1, 21:35. Balance: ¥54,321.50.
Lin Feng's mouth twitched.
Wow.
"Righteous Demoness"?
System, your adjectives are getting wilder by the minute!
And "Dao Heart remains firm" — is that really how you use that phrase?!
I'm plotting revenge on a girl, gonna play her until she breaks, and that's Dao Heart firm?!
Still… that Explosive Shot Pill…
His eyes lit up.
This thing was practically tailor-made for a scheming woman like Su Qingwen!
[Ding! The host has contacted multiple "Fairy"-potential targets. Official unlock — Corrupted Fairy Codex!]
[Mission: Follow codex requirements, perform deep dual cultivation with each "Fairy" to unlock their exclusive entry and earn rich rewards!]
Instantly, a shiny golden virtual interface unfolded in Lin Feng's mind.
He took one look and inhaled sharply.
Wow.
This wasn't just a fairy codex — it was basically a goddess encyclopedia!
Entries were split into dazzling categories:
[Beauty Categories]:
Pure Campus Flower Type, Ice Queen Type, Soft Lolita Type, Intellectual Office Lady Type, Spicy MILF Type…
[Body Categories]:
A–H Cup Zone, Peach Butt Zone, A4 Waist Zone, Chopstick Leg Zone, Curvy Voluptuous Zone…