Chapter 230: Today, I Am Yours!
The two little troublemakers finally managed to lure Hu Yu Ying out.
Immediately, one took her on the left, the other on the right, trapping her in the middle.
Lin Wan Ning gave Hu Yu Ying’s nice little b*tt a light tap. It was originally just a gentle poke, with a teasing smile, but Hu Yu Ying’s reaction was surprisingly intense.
Her pretty face instantly flushed a bright red, and she unintentionally let out a soft gasp, whispering something shy.
“Oh my! In just one night, you’ve been completely ‘trained’ like this?” Lin Wan Ning covered her mouth with her hand, eyes wide with shock.
It was one thing to have patted Hu Yu Ying’s b*tt before, but never like this.
The shock wasn’t only on Lin Wan Ning’s face; Li Qing Xue was also stunned, mouth agape, staring blankly.
They’d watched a tiny video last night, and Hu Yu Ying now looked exactly like…
But judging only by appearance and behavior, Hu Yu Ying didn’t seem like someone who’d lost her virginity or anything.
All she felt was curiosity—massive curiosity.
After Hu Yu Ying blurted out a sound instinctively, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her cheeks burning with shame. She felt too embarrassed to face anyone.
Thinking back to last night when Dragon Brother punished her with a spanking, that sensation felt like it had already been carved deep into her soul.
Her body responded instinctively—her mind hadn’t even had time to control her strange body reactions.
Especially with her little sister friends standing right there, Hu Yu Ying was at a loss, not knowing what to do.
First, she covered Lin Wan Ning’s mouth: “Don’t say a word, don’t say anything.”
But the moment she did that, her own b*tt was given another playful slap.
This time, she didn’t cry out, but her body offered a numb, trembling response.
“Qing Xue, you can’t do this,” Hu Yu Ying was dying of embarrassment, wishing she could grow two more hands to squeeze Qing Xue’s cheeks or something.
“Hmph, this is what you get for being distracted by pretty sights—today, you have to spend all your time with us, or else, heehee…” Li Qing Xue grinned, acting like a villain straight out of a movie, hands reaching for Hu Yu Ying’s body mischievously.
“No!” Hu Yu Ying abandoned trying to cover Luo Wan Ning’s mouth and hurriedly protected herself. “Okay, okay! I get it—today I’ll stay with you guys, is that enough?”
“I knew Hu Yu Ying was the best,” Li Qing Xue said cheerfully, holding Hu Yu Ying’s small hand. “Let’s go back to school and change out of these wrinkled clothes.”
Sleeping in clothes always gets wrinkled like this.
Hu Yu Ying wanted to explain, but decided against it—better not to, or she’d only get teased more.
Back at school, an odd feeling hit her. She’d been so obedient all her life.
But this break, she hadn’t gone back to the dorm for two whole days. If it were before, she wouldn’t even dare think about it.
Fortunately, her roommates had all gone home, or she’d be chased with questions about what she’d been up to these past two days…
“The roommates are all gone, let’s head up,” Hu Yu Ying explained. She then led Qing Xue and Wan Ning back to her dorm.
Inside, Hu Yu Ying took out the clothes she needed to change into, and just as she turned to pull her curtains shut, she noticed Qing Xue and Wan Ning staring at her—unblinking.
That made her hesitant, her hands mid-air.
“Don’t look at me like that, it’s kinda embarrassing,” Hu Yu Ying said, blushing.
Qing Xue chuckled softly, “We’re girls, and we’ve all bathed together before. We’ve seen everything—stripped n*ked. What’s the big deal about changing clothes?”
It’s true, but to be stared at so directly, Hu Yu Ying just felt shy to continue undressing.
“If you’re shy, we can help you,” Wan Ning said, legs long and elegant, leaning against Hu Yu Ying’s thigh with a mischievous grin.
“No way, I’ll do it myself,” Hu Yu Ying quickly declined; she wasn’t about to let these two do her work.
Watching Hu Yu Ying change clothes was quite the visual feast.
They say clothing makes the person, and a good outfit can add points—regardless of gender, what you wear can boost your appeal.
But here’s the twist: Hu Yu Ying’s perfect figure was hidden beneath her clothes.
Her slender waist was beautiful—like an artist’s carefully crafted curve—poised and natural.
Her long, flowing hair draped over her waist, partially obscuring her, tantalizingly hiding and revealing, both alluring and slightly provocative.
“Are you not changing your little underwear?”
Hearing this, Hu Yu Ying’s ears turned red; she cast a shy look at Qing Xue. Qing Xue truly seemed different now—she would never have been this direct or shameless before…
“After I shower, I’ll put on clean ones,” Hu Yu Ying finally relaxed after slipping into her clothes, whispering softly to herself.
She placed her discarded clothes aside, planning to wash them afterward when she returned.
Finished with everything, Hu Yu Ying looked at her two friends and declared, “Alright, I’m yours today.”
“We should’ve done this ages ago,” Li Qing Xue said happily, holding Hu Yu Ying’s small hand. “The three of us should always be together. When you’re not here, Wan Ning and I feel like something’s missing.”
Always together? That’s exactly the kind of friendship Hu Yu Ying had longed for.
Just like Dragon Brother said—friends might be few, but they cannot be none.
She was grateful to have Dragon Brother, and now she had the friendship she’d always wanted.
The three rebooked a private bathhouse for their secret chat.
In the small room, three elegant figures stood.
They looked at each other, grinning: “Who goes first?”
Hu Yu Ying immediately said, “I’ve already undressed back at the dorm. Why don’t you guys go first?”
“Rock-paper-scissors, loser goes first.”
Finally, Hu Yu Ying and Qing Xue supported their chins with a single hand, gazing at Wan Ning, who was biting her lip shyly in front of them, eyes sparkling with a smile.
Previously, Hu Yu Ying might have thought she was just curious.
But now, watching Wan Ning undress before her, she felt something uniquely different—more intense.
“Why do you look so fairer now? What skincare products do you use?”
Wan Ning really looked white—her skin was delicate, and her long legs were beyond exquisite.
Practically a “leg goddess” in human form.
Wan Ning pulled Qing Xue onto her side, sat down, resting her chin on her hand, her slender legs overlapping—bright like silver and white:
“Don’t try to change the subject—your turn now.”
Qing Xue found the whole thing amusing, but when she herself was in the spotlight, she realized how shy she actually was.
Yet she didn’t hesitate—she simply stripped off her clothes, accepting her fate: no point hiding now.
Her figure was sinuous and graceful—her waist not as temptingly seductive as Hu Yu Ying’s, her legs not as overly delicate or white as Lin Wan Ning’s.
But overall, her body exuded a captivating female charm, full of allure and taste.
The three stood close, impossible to ignore each other’s presence…
