In the guys' dorm, Lin Feng opened the video Zhou Xiaomeng had sent.
The moment he saw that final shot, his body locked up, and his breath stopped for a second.
Well, I'll be damned!
Chen Mo's girlfriend… was playing this big!?
That pose, that angle… it was like she was inviting him, in the most direct, primal way, to enter that gorgeous little pussy!
Right then, a cold system alert rang in his mind.
[Ding! Zhou Xiaomeng Corruption Value +5, now 84!]
[She's in front of you — she's completely dropped her shame!]
Meanwhile, after sending the video, Zhou Xiaomeng felt like all her strength had been sucked out.
She yanked the phone off the top frame, covered her burning face with both hands, and curled up her naked body, trembling on the narrow bed as she panted hard.
Shame, humiliation, and a hint of revenge-fueled arousal washed over her like waves.
She didn't dare think about how that man would react to the video.
All she knew was — she had no way back.
Her last shred of dignity had all been bet on this clip.
If she lost to Jiang Xiaoya again this time…
She couldn't let herself finish that thought.
Zhou Xiaomeng stared at her phone, waiting for the verdict from the man she'd never met.
After what felt like forever, just as her heart was sinking to the bottom, the screen finally lit up.
Ferry Me, Not Her: Are you a virgin?
The moment she read that, her eyes immediately brightened!
There's hope!
Ferry Bro was actually interested in her body!
That question thrilled and excited her more than any compliment.
She fought to hide her elation, fingers flying over the screen, every word dripping with flattery:
Mengmeng: Yes! Brother, I definitely am! My boyfriend and I have only ever held hands — I never let him touch me, let alone look! My body… is only for Brother to see!
After sending that, she worried Ferry Bro wouldn't believe her. A bolder idea hit her.
Gritting her teeth, she turned the camera on again.
This time, she moved the lens slowly between her legs, close enough to almost touch.
Her other hand trembled as she reached down, using her index and middle fingers to gently part her tender, light pink outer lips, revealing the pink inner lips and soft inner walls. Inside was a tiny opening — her hymen guarding the purity of her uterus…
She'd secretly taken photos of it before out of curiosity.
She knew her hymen, the symbol of a girl's most precious chastity, was clearly visible.
That was her biggest asset!
When she felt she'd recorded enough detail, she blushed and hit send.
After sending this "ultimate trump card" video, she felt like she'd just finished the biggest thing of her life. She was completely drained, even close to peeing herself.
Like a lovesick girl waiting for her crush's reply, she clutched the cold phone tight to her proud E-cup chest, feeling the slight deformation from the pressure and her wildly thumping heart.
This time, the reply came fast.
The phone jerked — a glaring red pop-up appeared:
Transfer: ¥5200
Five thousand two!
Seeing that number, Zhou Xiaomeng was so excited she almost jumped off the bed!
So much money!
She felt her blood boiling, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and victory filling her limbs.
What does that bitch Jiang Xiaoya have to compare!?
Just as she was basking in joy, the phone vibrated again.
Ferry Me, Not Her: Have you ever pleasured yourself?
Zhou Xiaomeng's face flushed crimson.
Before she could think of a reply, another pop-up:
Transfer: ¥5200
Another five thousand two!
Ferry Me, Not Her: I want to see.
Two transfers of 5200, one blunt demand.
Zhou Xiaomeng's breathing quickened as she stared at the screen.
Over ten thousand yuan… just to watch me masturbate…
She felt a surge of heat deep in her pussy, her uterus trembling, legs crossing and rubbing lightly.
Truth was, she had secretly pleasured herself on a few lonely, curious nights. But afterward, she'd felt so ashamed, and her pussy would itch, like it needed something to fill it. Eventually, she'd stopped.
But now Ferry Bro was asking — and paying this much!
She struggled internally, but one thought took over: It's just me — not another man. At most, someone's watching… That's not cheating, right?
With that, she steeled herself and replied with a shaky:
Mengmeng: Mm.
She fixed the phone to the top frame again, adjusting to the same overhead angle.
Taking a deep breath, she hit record.
In the lens, she lay back, her naked body gleaming like warm jade under the phone's light.
Hesitating a moment, she reached down, gathering a touch of glistening wetness on her finger, then slowly, tentatively, began to pleasure herself.
Eyes closed, she imagined Ferry Bro's finger — or tongue — on her. Just the thought made her already wet pussy even more open. As her slender finger slid, it hit the sweet spot right away.
Imagining a stranger touching her made it even slicker. When her finger entered her pussy between her thighs, the tight suction and pressure fogged her mind. Moans slipped from her lips, and after tasting that finger-inside pleasure, she pushed deeper, brushing her hymen.
The intense stimulation made her eyes dreamy and enchanting, like early spring peach blossoms in full bloom — vivid pink, stunningly beautiful. Her skin even broke out in goosebumps.
Strange pleasure mixed with strong shame zapped through her body like electricity.
Instinctively, she wanted to close her legs to hide this most shameful act.
But knowing Ferry Bro was watching on the other side, afraid he'd miss details and be disappointed, she forced her legs apart even wider, giving him a crystal-clear view.
That conflict made the stimulation even stronger.
Her body began to twist uncontrollably, her snowy waist writhing on the sheets, a series of muffled, breathy whimpers escaping her throat.
As her finger moved, waves of heat flowed from deep in her pussy, blanking her mind.
Right as pleasure threatened to drown her reason, she looked at the camera and, in a dreamy, broken voice, whispered:
"Ferry Bro… I'm… all yours… Come… come play with Mengmeng…"
The moment those words left her lips, it was like she'd flipped a forbidden switch — a fiercer surge of pleasure crashed over her!
She felt completely ignited. Her finger moved faster, her breathing hot and ragged.
"Ah—!"
She couldn't hold back. Her back arched sharply, body tensed like a drawn bow, toes curling from the extreme pleasure.
Her eyes shut tight, long lashes glistening with tears, lips parted but silent — only the dripping sound of her pussy's squirt spoke to the lewdness of the scene.
When the squirt ended, she lay on the bed like a fish out of water, trembling and convulsing violently. Her pussy gaped and closed like a fish's mouth, greedily "breathing" as if savoring the aftershocks.