Chapter 139: Give the Cow Something Strong

She wasn't that big. She was only a B-cup this year.

But having it stated so bluntly by him, Lu Qingyue still felt a sense of shame, as if she were relieving herself on a busy street and being watched by a crowd.

Suddenly, she had a moment of epiphany. Realizing the true root of the problem, she immediately replied under the highly-upvoted comment:

【Then how can one make an ox interested in plowing the fields?】

No sooner had she posted the question than a subtle movement came from behind her.

Cheng Xingye had likely woken up.

A lean, muscular arm reached over, resting on her waist, and naturally pulled her into his embrace.

Lu Qingyue immediately felt like a thief caught in the act and quickly turned off her phone screen.

As she was pulled back into his arms, she was enveloped in his crisp, cold scent. Her heart, seemingly buoyed by this fragrance, began to race uncontrollably.

This was the first time she had spent the night in his arms and woken up in the same bed. Facing such an ambiguous and enchanting scene so suddenly, she was momentarily at a loss.

The person behind her did not seem fully awake either.

His arm tightened slightly, trapping her in his embrace. Then, he seemed to lean in, his lips brushing lightly against the skin behind her ear—

Intimate and lingering, restrained and cherished.

Lu Qingyue held her breath, pretending she was still asleep.

After waiting for a long while, there was no more movement from behind.

Thinking he had fallen back asleep, Lu Qingyue carefully lifted the duvet, intending to sneak out of bed.

But the moment she moved, a muffled laugh came from her shoulder.

"Why stop pretending to be asleep?"

Lu Qingyue: "..."

So he knew!

Embarrassed and flustered, Lu Qingyue felt her earlobes turn red as she was caught red-handed. Humiliated, she huffed and tried to wiggle out of his arms.

Cheng Xingye was quick; he hooked her waist and pulled her right back.

He chuckled, his warm breath fanning across the hollow of her neck, stirring up a wave of heat.

His broad palm felt like it carried a wildfire; as he lifted the hem of her shirt, he pressed against her skin and reached inside.

...

The bathroom light was on.

Lu Qingyue stood before the mirror, numb and dazed, squeezing toothpaste onto her brush and shoving it into her mouth without looking.

The next second, she gagged and spat it out, choked by a bitter taste.

Looking down, she was stunned to realize that in her distracted state, she had squeezed Cheng Xingye’s shaving cream instead of toothpaste.

Lu Qingyue: "..."

She quickly rinsed her mouth, reapplied actual toothpaste, and put it back in her mouth.

The cold minty flavor hit her palate, instantly clearing her head.

However, the incredibly seductive scene from the bed seemed to have taken root in her mind, replaying in high-definition, uncensored detail before her eyes.

How her shirt had been lifted, how his warm fingertips had reached inside, and how that hand had finally covered the small of her back, repeatedly clenching and relaxing...

*Hiss—*

Lu Qingyue’s ears burned. She felt like that mischievous monkey pressed under the Mountain of Five Fingers by him; despite her little bit of cleverness, no matter how she struggled in vain, she couldn't escape his palm.

It was clearly her who had been the proactive one at the start, yet in the end, it was she who had been completely consumed by him.

Lu Qingyue spat out the toothpaste and let out a deep sigh.

She then pulled out her phone, intending to check the time.

But as soon as the screen lit up, a notification from an app popped up.

Opening it, she saw a new reply to her question.

【Then how can one make an ox interested in plowing the fields?】

——【User XXX】: If the soil’s innate conditions are lacking, there’s usually no saving it. However, there is one more method: give the ox something potent. I’ve dropped the link here; see for yourself what you want to do.

Below was a shopping link. Lu Qingyue didn't suspect a thing and curiously clicked on it.

To her surprise, as soon as it opened, her eyes were instantly blinded by an array of lace, mesh, and black stockings.

Lu Qingyue didn't read much adult content; most of her knowledge came from browsing forbidden literature, so she had never been hit by such a visual impact!

Overwhelmed with shame, she instinctively reached for the exit button in the top left corner.

But her gaze inadvertently slid down, and she saw the comments below. Her finger paused.

【Anonymous Buyer 1】: My husband says I’m a spicy little wildcat; he wants me to wear it again next time.

【Anonymous Buyer 2】: It’s really great, though it was torn to shreds within minutes of putting it on.

【Anonymous Buyer 3】: It really makes them look big! I was an A-cup, but after wearing this, my husband couldn't keep his hands off me...

The earlier comments had already made her heart race, but when the last one mentioned an A-cup, Lu Qingyue’s attention was instantly diverted.

Even an A-cup could be saved?

In truth, Lu Qingyue wasn't obsessed with the act of sex itself. But she was desperate to prove that Cheng Xingye truly loved her—both in heart and body.

—What she needed was for him to express his unreserved love for her.

If he truly loved her, how could he not want her?

Lu Qingyue was confused and lost, unaware of how long she had been staring at her phone.

By the time she snapped out of it, she had already placed the order.

...

The seven-day National Day holiday felt as fleeting as the blink of an eye.

Especially with the first midterm exams approaching right after the start of the semester.

Lu Qingyue hadn't expected universities to have such terrible things as midterm exams. She cried and whimpered while cramming for two days and two nights, only to be sent off to the exam hall by a gloating Cheng Xingye.

Because she was busy with exams, Lu Qingyue didn't pay attention to whether she had any incoming packages.

She shopped on the app often, so packages arrived every few days. Sometimes, if she didn't have time to open them, she would leave them scattered in her dorm or at home.

Her roommates wouldn't open her things anyway, and Lu Jiachen and Xi Yu never paid attention to what she bought.

However, she had forgotten one thing: last time, when she was staying at Cheng Xingye’s place and it was inconvenient to receive packages, she had used Lu Yi’s dorm address to buy something.

She had been too quick that time and accidentally set Lu Yi’s address as her default, and she had forgotten to change it back.

Three days later, Lu Yi received an anonymous package. The moment he tore it open, a soft, pink lace nightgown fell out unexpectedly.

...

The boys' dorms were four-person rooms. After class, most people liked to keep their doors open to chat and goof off.

Lu Yi clutched the nightgown—which was barely larger than his palm—in his hand. Fearing someone would notice, he kept his eyes averted the entire way, avoiding contact with everyone who greeted him.

After a grueling journey, he finally made it back to the dorm with the inexplicable lingerie. The moment he pushed the door open, Chen Shujie, with his sharp eyes, immediately raised his voice:

"Brother Lu! You're back?"

Lu Yi was startled by his boisterous tone. He coughed, trying to cover his tracks, and blurted out instinctively:

"Why are you yelling so loud? Are you afraid others don't know I'm back?"

As he spoke, he turned sideways, pretending he needed to use the restroom, and ducked into the bathroom with his back to Chen Shujie.

Chen Shujie was confused.

Why was he acting so suspicious? Why was he so worried about people knowing he was back?

And why did he bring something into the bathroom the moment he walked through the door? Could it be that he bought a masturbator and was afraid of them finding out?!

He already had a girlfriend and was still buying toys? Chen Shujie suddenly felt a wave of sympathy for his good friend. He clicked his tongue a few times, deciding to give him some face and choosing not to expose him.