It was inconvenient in the car earlier, Xu Lin and the others didn’t even take off their clothes, but now they were in the hotel room, so naturally, there were no worries.
"Your body is fine, right?"
"No problem."
Xia Xiyao said a little shyly, "Why don’t you lie down?"
"Oh, I get it."
Xu Lin chuckled mischievously, lying on the bed, and then Xia Xiyao helped him undress.
Before long, the room lights flickered and swayed.
In the underground garage, they had so apprehensions, but in the room, there was nothing to worry about.
So, the two of them played quite wildly.
Xia Xiyao, who studied dance, had her exceptional body flexibility, offering Xu Lin an experience that Ning Yuhuan and Rong Xiyi couldn’t compare to.
Thus, the battle lasted until after ten at night.
Grrr...
"Hungry?"
Just after coming out of the shower, Xu Lin heard the sound of Xia Xiyao’s stomach growling.
The latter, feeling a bit embarrassed, nodded slightly, her charming face flushed.
"Let’s go down and grab a bite then!"
"Now that you ntion it, I’m a bit hungry too."
Xu Lin stroked his belly.
Soon, the two got dressed and went downstairs to a large mall across the street to eat.
They ca out of the restaurant around midnight.
"Is there anything you’d like to do?"
Xu Lin thought about how he’d tired Xia Xiyao out and figured he should make it up to her, "Or is there anything you want to buy?"
Xia Xiyao shook her head, "Let’s head back, go to bed early, we have to return to school for classes tomorrow!"
"Alright, let’s go back then."
When going downstairs, because they were on the escalator, Xia Xiyao inadvertently noticed a sketch shop, with a girl inside drawing a sketch, an ani character.
Xia Xiyao thought of Xu Lin’s sketching skills and how good they were and felt a little tempted.
"How about you sketch ?"
"Sketch?"
"Yeah, can you?"
Xia Xiyao pointed to the sketch shop not far away.
"Of course I can!"
Xu Lin pulled her into the sketch shop.
Xu Lin told the shop owner he wanted to make a sketch. As for the tools, he wasn’t buying any, just wanted to draw here.
After discussing, Xu Lin paid three hundred yuan.
"Sit there nicely."
"Okay, okay."
Xia Xiyao quickly sat down, initially in a ladylike manner.
But Xu Lin knew this style didn’t suit her, and she wasn’t a lady; actually, Xia Xiyao was a cool girl, just obedient when with Xu Lin, but he hoped she would always be herself.
"Just act like you usually do, don’t be stiff."
"Oh, oh."
"Not quite there yet, just like usual."
"Like this?"
"Still a bit off."
"How about this?"
"Not quite, a bit more."
"How about this."
"That’s it, just like that, hold it."
After studying Xu Lin, Xia Xiyao finally got her groove back, sitting there naturally crossing her legs with hands on the table, like she’s drinking at a bar, with a slight cool vibe, sowhat like a cool ani girl, especially since she’s in that academy outfit, which made the feeling even more apparent.
Xu Lin really liked this feeling.
Sketching was like second nature to him, easily the simplest drawing technique.
So, in less than twenty minutes, Xu Lin completed the whole character on paper, including the entire Xia Xiyao.
But not from the front, rather a side view, with a hazy beauty.
"Done!"
"Is it done?"
"Yeah, co have a look!"
Xia Xiyao hurried over, and seeing it, felt it was exceptionally stunning.
"This is too beautiful!"
Xia Xiyao exclaid.
"What did you expect? If my skills were lousy, I’d be too embarrassed to draw."
Xu Lin asked the shop owner to wrap up the sketch, as for the owner’s complints, Xu Lin couldn’t care less about such passerby praise.
The sketch was rolled up, tied together, and put into a beautifully crafted canvas tube.
On the way back, Xia Xiyao held it tightly in her arms, unwilling to let go.
"I’ll keep this sketch for a lifeti!"
"Then you better keep your promise and cherish it forever. If you lose it halfway and I find out, I’m definitely gonna spank you!"
"Of course, I’ll always take good care of it!" Xia Xiyao said with a very serious face.
Xu Lin was just joking around and didn’t take it to heart.
Back at the hotel, Xia Xiyao looked at it for quite a while.
"Xu Lin, how do you sketch so well? The inside looks like a fairy, I feel like the real doesn’t have this aura!"
"Because the sketcher is , as soone with thoughts, the work naturally carries so subjective intent, so the sketch adds so of the ideal traits I imagine."
"Yeah, that’s true!"
"Better put it away, ready for sleep yet?"
Xu Lin yawned.
"Xu Lin, let’s put the clothes in the washing machine, it has a drying function, so we can wear them tomorrow!"
Xia Xiyao ca over, wanting to take off Xu Lin’s clothes, urging, "Take them off quickly, you’ve been wearing them all day."
Xu Lin didn’t argue much, let her strip him down and tossed everything into the washing machine.
They were staying in a suite, and with the room costing over thirty thousand a night, of course, there was a washer-dryer combo.
The night passed without further conversation.
The next morning, Xu Lin drove Xia Xiyao back to school.
Xia Xiyao had morning classes today.
In the morning, she was still in the outfit from yesterday, tall and with a great figure, shaking her long legs as she walked in through the entrance, exuding charm, leaving the pretty girls in the class feeling imnse pressure.
"Yaoyao, why are you so happy today?"
A girl asked her, looking to gossip a bit.
"Because my boyfriend accompanied !"
"Isn’t it just being with your boyfriend? Doesn’t seem like a big deal?"
The girl was curious, as she also had a boyfriend but felt it wasn’t anything special.
Xia Xiyao elegantly sat down, placing the rolled-up sketch in the drawer.
"I like my boyfriend on a physical level to a spiritual level, aning being with him brings joy to my whole being, so I’m really happy!"
As Xia Xiyao spoke, people nearby were inadvertently listening.
Word had it that Xia Xiyao had snagged a boyfriend who drove a Maybach, but wasn’t so greasy middle-aged man, rather a very young and handso guy.
"Damn, she lucked out with the good stuff!"
In the class, so pretty girls felt envious and jealous, not realizing how intense female competition could be. Almost every pretty girl wanted to get a genuine tall, rich, and handso guy, to feel worthy or even more than worthy. No one wanted a potbellied, greasy old man, fearing that kissing might result in pulling out bits of at or vegetables from between their teeth, how disgusting!
"Yeah, why is her boyfriend both handso and rich? Where did she find such a catch?"
"She dressed really provocatively today!"
"Yeah, really provocative!"
A few girls discussed in a small group.
But everyone’s eyes couldn’t help but focus on Xia Xiyao.
Her stunning profile, perfect figure... the ultimate curve and contour between waist and hips...
Guys could go crazy, and girls even more so!
None of the girls could help but feel envy and jealousy, looking down on those who said Xia Xiyao dressed provocatively, while thinking if they looked like her, they would dress even more provocatively!
Jealousy can make people unrecognizable.
But on the surface, everything seed amicable.
Xia Xiyao didn’t hang out with them in class. The female group dynamics are odd; pretty girls can only hang out with girls as pretty as themselves because then there’s no mutual jealousy, making interactions natural. That’s why Xia Xiyao and Rong Xiyi got along. As for school, Xia Xiyao didn’t have many friends. By the second sester of freshman year, students’ circles are almost unbreakable.
On the other side, Xu Lin returned to school for classes.
The following five days, Xu Lin’s life was peaceful. Every afternoon after school, he would head to the school library with Ning Yuhuan, where she worked on her thesis while he read, occasionally answering questions from his disciples.
So Xu Lin’s life was quite fulfilling.
Though there were more girls around him now, Xu Lin spent most of his ti with Ning Yuhuan. With Ning Yuhuan, Xu Lin wasn’t always thinking about that stuff, like with Rong Xiyi. Being with Ning Yuhuan had a good influence on him. The senior was diligent, a quality that rubbed off on Xu Lin, sothing other girls couldn’t offer.
If Xu Lin hadn’t disrupted her life, Ning Yuhuan wouldn’t step out of the school gates more than a few tis a month, solving als at the cafeteria and spending all her ti running to the library, working part-ti over weekends for pocket money. That was Ning Yuhuan’s once mundane university routine.
Who knows what Ning Yuhuan’s future would have been on her usual path?
Xu Lin, playing with Ning Yuhuan’s high ponytail, pondered this ultimate life question.
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