Chapter 1: A drunken morning at a cheap hotel

Cheap Motel.

Morning.

At the center of a narrow bed.

A rumpled blanket covered the body of a hungover School Hunk.

Beneath the blanket, two human-shaped bumps could be seen, and at both twisted ends of the blanket, a pair of legs each protruded—suggesting a drunken tangle between a man and a woman.

“Ugh!”

Near the foot of the bed, a girl’s head nudged under the covers.

Lin Qingya struggled and wriggled, as if freeing herself from someone’s leg, then crawled out from under the blanket.

“Ugh!”

Dragging her Long Black Hair, Lin Qingya continued to cough, feeling stuffy and her throat uncomfortable.

She even coughed something up while moving her head out from under the blanket.

She glanced to the left and instinctively licked her lips.

Immediately, a strange taste touched her tongue.

She frowned, but simply pursed her lips and swallowed.

“Where… am I?”

Confusion filled Lin Qingya’s eyes as she looked at the half-covered window with the Blue Curtain on the left.

This was a Cheap Motel—did ‘he’ book a room with someone?

“No, that can’t be…”

Lin Qingya kept staring to the left, not noticing the man beneath her.

She was only holding onto and pressing against a man’s thigh, her head groggy as she tried to remember—

“Before this, I fought with my love rival ‘Cheng Minghao’, then Lucked Out… and took off?”

Lin Qingya rubbed her head, furrowing her brow and covering her right temple with her hand.

Her delicate hand unintentionally touched her long, dense, silky hair.

But with her eyes closed, she didn’t notice.

The hangover from drinking, the lingering pleasure, still made her uncomfortable—she couldn’t pay attention to these things.

“Whose leg… or stomach… am I on?”

Head throbbing and confused, Lin Qingya tried to piece things together.

When the pain subsided, her eyes opened unintentionally and she saw Long Black Hair hanging in front of her face.

“Such long hair… Who am I? Where am I? Did my hair grow… down there… too?”

Her thoughts drifted into abstraction.

Then she looked down and saw a pair of full, fair breasts above C-cup— a young girl’s proud assets.

Below, the blanket lay across her waist.

She reached out and muttered,

“White Tiger… wonderful!”

Lin Qingya’s face turned red.

She stared at her own chest for a long time before finally squeezing out a few words:

“Beautiful, so white, and…”

“Big!”

As soon as Lin Qingya said it, she couldn’t help but raise her hand and grasp them at random in the ‘dream’.

Transformed? How interesting.

She muttered, then looked at the person beneath her.

Between her legs.

Her right foot happened to rest on the face of a handsome man.

In fact, her delicate, round toe pressed right against the man’s lips.

“Cheng Minghao?! Why is he… passed out here? Looking pale and drained?”

Lin Qingya was confused.

Who dried Cheng Minghao out and left him unconscious here?

She stared closely at him and lifted the blanket.

The two were completely naked.

Lin Qingya commented:

“Well-built, but who drained him? Should I do something? Should the girl be responsible?”

She looked around, moved her hips to get up, then pain suddenly tore through her leg, turning her face pale.

“Ugh~”

Lin Qingya sucked in a breath, her face twisted in both pain and awkward pleasure.

“Which pervert… injured my leg? Bastard!”

Lin Qingya still hadn’t figured out the situation.

She was simply angry.

Then she started searching for clothes.

At the left side of the bed, there was a pair of Meaty-Colored Stockings—but they were torn.

Beneath them, she found a Cute Pink-White Bra.

But her chest felt sticky to the touch—she didn’t know what had gotten on her.

She frowned, even lifting her hand to sniff it.

“Weird, a strange alluring smell.”

She remarked, then glanced at her sticky chest.

As time passed, Lin Qingya seemed to realize she’d transformed.

And apparently, she’d gotten entangled with her love rival overnight.

Her face flushed.

She tried to quietly slip off the man’s body, but the pain between her legs made her wince and furrow her brows.

At the same time, her squirming and shifting hips made enough movement to rouse the man beneath her.

“Mmm~”

Cheng Minghao lay on the bed, with Lin Qingya moving atop him.

The hangover and the sensation of a girl’s hips grinding against him made his head ache but his lower abdomen stir.

“Lin Qingya?”

The man on the bed mumbled, mind hazy, but he called out Lin Qingya’s name and recognized her.

“Ah? I… I’m Lin Qingya?”

Lin Qingya’s flushed face went even redder.

She covered her mouth, stifling a small scream.

She tried to keep herself from crying out in embarrassment at their nakedness.

The boy lying beneath her rubbed his sleepy eyes, then pushed Lin Qingya’s foot away to sit up.

“Ha~! You have a great figure~”

Cheng Minghao sat up, eyes lingering on Lin Qingya’s chest and the delicate curves of the girl above him.

He couldn’t help but smile.

“No!”

Lin Qingya suppressed her voice, whispering,

“This is a dream, this is a dream! It’s just a dream.”

She was fully awake now, her mind clear.

She remembered that after Lucking Out, something happened.

But right now, Cheng Minghao—her love rival—was still dazed.

Still overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol and exhaustion.

He looked so tired, as if he hadn’t fully awakened.

And as if he could be easily deceived.

“Dream?”

Cheng Minghao scratched his head in confusion.

Then he nodded and said with a smile:

“Yeah…”

He paused, then muttered:

“Qingya is pretty obedient. How could she be sitting naked in front of me? I must still be dreaming. I’ll sleep a bit more. Let me hold you.”

As he spoke, Cheng Minghao lunged forward, pressing down on Lin Qingya.

“Ah!”

Lin Qingya yelped, her body protesting from discomfort and lack of mobility.

She was instantly pulled under, pressed into the bed, wrapped in the blanket.

With a girl’s soft body pinned beneath him, her hair sweet and fragrant, he felt her pure, beautiful breath tremble.

The man kissed Lin Qingya.

Even in the ‘dream’, he murmured reassurance:

“Don’t be afraid~ There’s no danger. It doesn’t hurt. Be good~”

“Fraud?!”

Lin Qingya’s eyes widened, her face frozen in shock.

She opened her mouth to shout for help, to say ‘no’.

But her clumsy plea and struggle only resulted in her lips parting and submitting to the man’s advance.

She could only press her lips tight, passively accepting the ‘sweet and intense response’ from the man’s ‘lips’.

“Haah, haah, slurp~ slurp~ slurp~”

Breathless, heated, and aroused.

Lin Qingya, face flushed with shame, couldn’t help but respond, her body yielding to her inner desires.

She matched his movements, following his lead, breathing softly as they kissed deeply.

As the kiss deepened, instinct took over.

Lin Qingya arched her chest and tilted her neck.

Her skin tingled, and Cheng Minghao’s wet, affectionate kiss made her close her eyes, biting her lip with passion.

“Ah~”

A sweet gasp escaped, filling the room with springtime heat.

It made her feel both ashamed and embarrassed.

Suddenly, Lin Qingya’s clear eyes flashed with struggle.

She pushed against his arm, trying to sit up.

She said,

“The water in the sink is still running, I can hear it. I’ll go turn it off… ah!”

Her gaze darted toward the cramped bathroom, but a sudden pain in her chest made her cry out softly.

“Dreams… with you in them… are rare. Let’s keep dreaming…”

The man spoke, pressing down once more.

“Ah! No! No~!”

Lin Qingya’s cheeks burned, her voice trembling between refusal and helpless acceptance.

She tried to resist, but ended up yielding, half pushing, half surrendering.

Five minutes later…

The vividness of the dream left the man gasping, finally opening his dazed eyes to look at Lin Qingya’s delicate face.

Her cheeks were red, her hand covering her mouth, sweat beading on her forehead with shame and shyness, her eyelashes trembling.

It made the man stiffen and shudder.

“Not a dream?”

He stared at her flushed face, then looked down, seeing the blush on her neck and the fullness below.

Further down, their bodies pressed together, it was impossible to see more—but there was no need.

The heat and tension between them made everything clear.

“Cough! Qingya, we…”

Cheng Minghao’s tone was awkward.

They had been just classmates, ordinary friends.

But for some reason, after their mutual enemy, Chen Qing, died, the two of them ended up in bed together.

He remembered Chen Qing liked Lin Qingya.

But…

But Chen Qing died yesterday, killed in a car accident.

So…

So now, early in the morning, the two of them were lying together?

Cheng Minghao tried to move away from Lin Qingya.

“Hiss! Don’t move!”

Lin Qingya bit her lip, feeling humiliated, yet unable to describe the strange sensation within her.

“I… okay.”

Cheng Minghao looked at Lin Qingya’s flushed cheeks and finally fell silent, lowering himself back onto her.

“Ah! No! You…”

Tears filled Lin Qingya’s eyes as she cried out.

She accused Cheng Minghao with a pitiful look, yet he continued to bully her.