He mustn’t smile again, he needed to stay calm, be low-key, be discreet, take deep breaths, 1, 2, 3… Lin Feng stiffened his body, trying to maintain his composure like a statue. Even after counting ten big sheep in his mind, the beauty in his arms showed no intention of standing up. Lin Feng became anxious. “Hey!” As soon as he gently called out, the girl in his arms seemed to wake from a dream, “Oh,” she exclaimed, her face flushing with embarrassment, and she quickly pushed Lin Feng away. But as soon as they separated, she cried out in pain, “Ow,” and instinctively grabbed Lin Feng again. What was wrong now? Seeing her about to fall again, Lin Feng guessed she might be feeling unwell, and quickly supported her arm, “What’s wrong?” “My foot, I twisted my ankle…” The girl was in pain, leaning against the wall with one hand while clutching Lin Feng’s shirt with the other. “Is it bad?” The girl shook her head, but her brows were furrowed, her lower lip bitten white, tears threatening to spill out. “Why don’t I help you to my place to sit for a while?” “Mm…” The girl, in pain, had sweat beading on her forehead. Lin Feng carefully supported her arm as they moved, but after only half a step, she cried out again, this time grabbing onto Lin Feng’s tank top, lifting herself off the ground. At this critical moment, Lin Feng’s tank top proved to be less than reliable, tearing open with a loud rip. The girl lost her footing, her body went limp, and she stumbled forward towards the concrete steps. If she hit them hard, her delicate face would be ruined in an instant. Lin Feng had no choice but to intervene again. He quickly scooped her up by the waist, cradling her under his arm. The girl straightened her slender waist, nestling into Lin Feng’s chest. This sudden closeness made their bodies touch more intimately than necessary, especially in the sweltering heat, with both wearing thin clothing. Her ample bosom felt like two balls of fire pressing against Lin Feng’s chest, making it hard for him to breathe. With a beauty in his arms, soft and fragrant, any normal man would have some inappropriate thoughts. Lin Feng hesitated, his arms involuntarily tightening slightly. This time, the girl did not push him away; instead, she moved closer, her soft body rubbing gently against his, igniting a flame in Lin Feng’s chest. Embarrassed, Lin Feng tried to push her away, but as soon as his hands touched her shoulders, she took advantage of the moment, wrapping her cool, smooth arms around his neck.
“You… you…” Lin Feng wanted to say “please behave yourself,” but hesitated, unable to voice it. This girl was too beautiful, like a fire that instantly set his heart ablaze. She was like those princesses in movies who, upon meeting their prince, muster the courage for a fleeting affair. Why was she looking at him with such an expression? What did she want? Was she really seducing him? Lin Feng looked at her, bewildered, searching for a reason to either push her away sternly or to let things take their course, but he couldn’t decide.
“Can you… carry me upstairs?” The girl’s head slowly approached Lin Feng’s cheek, her breath like an orchid, tickling his ear. This simple action, for some reason, ignited a flame in Lin Feng’s heart, causing the last line of defense to crumble. He lifted her by her pert buttocks, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and with large strides, ascended the stairs.
Bang! He kicked open his door. The girl was roughly tossed onto the sofa, and Lin Feng ripped off his half-torn vest, his shorts tenting visibly. Breathing heavily, he advanced towards her… The girl seemed like a startled fawn, both flustered and shy, trying to get up, yet her large, blinking eyes were full of temptation. Rip! Her dress was torn open, revealing pink undergarments, her exquisite body laid bare before him. Lin Feng swallowed hard, quickly removing the last of her defenses, her beautiful, snowy body exposed to his gaze.
With a deep, muffled roar, he lifted her slender legs onto his shoulders, his hands, like chicken claws, reaching for the most intimate place… Just then, a bell-like voice called from downstairs: “Fengzi! Fengzi, come down and get me!”
Lin Feng’s body stiffened as if waking from a dream. He shot up, looking incredulously at the scene before him, his face flushing as he met the innocent gaze of the girl on the sofa. Hastily, he picked up her dress and threw it over her. “I… I’m sorry…” Without waiting for her response, he dashed out, his steps quickening as he fled down the stairs, not even caring about his home anymore.
Downstairs, Wang Xiaoyan was fanning herself with her hand, sweat beading her forehead beside a stack of textbooks. She smiled apologetically, “I said I’d pick them up myself, but you insisted on bringing them. Thanks, beauty!”
Lin Feng’s voice was somewhat floaty, “I should have come down earlier, sorry for making you shout so loudly. It’s embarrassing for the neighbors to hear.”
“Ha ha ha, oh come on, stop with that silly smile. Hurry up and take these books upstairs! It’s hot!”
“Xiaoyan, you… you…”
“What about me? Stuttering, did you do something bad? Spill it!”
As they spoke, Wang Xiaoyan had already started up the stairs. Lin Feng called out again, “Xiaoyan…”
“What’s wrong with you today? What’s going on? We can talk inside!”
Lin Feng was panicking. The ambiguous situation with the mysterious girl upstairs, had he… Oh no, what if Xiaoyan misunderstood? How would he explain? (Misunderstood? You almost did that, and she’s supposed to misunderstand?)
“Xiaoyan, didn’t you say you had something urgent? I can carry these books up myself; you can go handle your business!”
“Urgent? Oh, that can wait. Today’s tutoring plan is the priority; time might not be enough. Why are you looking at me like that? Of course, you’ll carry them up alone. Did you expect me to deliver them to your bed after carrying them here?”
“Cough, cough… That’s not what I meant. I mean… I was cleaning, and inside…”
“Inside with a big girl?” Wang Xiaoyan said casually, not knowing Lin Feng’s face had changed color, almost fainting. He quickly pretended to wipe sweat with his shirt, only to realize he had torn it off earlier. Wang Xiaoyan turned back, pulling out her handkerchief to wipe his sweat, “Hehe… Look at you, scared out of your wits. Why the green face? Don’t worry, I know you’re popular now. Even if there were seven or eight naked women in your bed, I wouldn’t be surprised. After all, you’re known as the Casanova! I, Wang Xiaoyan, won’t get jealous…”
Wang Xiaoyan reassured him with a carefree attitude, but Lin Feng’s face alternated between red and white, filled with guilt for nearly losing control with a stranger, hating his own hypocrisy.
