“Mm, of course!”
Cheng Minghao asked with a serious face, “Did you want to do… something else first?”
“…”
Lin Qingya blushed, turned her face to the left, and softly replied:
“Mm~ Oh~ Okay, checking the answers.”
She answered while blushing, secretly pinching her own thigh with her right hand to calm herself down a little.
She was also a bit resentful that Cheng Minghao actually chose to check the answers first instead of… doing that.
The questions wouldn’t run away, wouldn’t fly off, and certainly wouldn’t change the score they’d already received.
But would she run away?
She wouldn’t run away either!
“Hmph~”
Lin Qingya let out a soft hum, then buried her face into Cheng Minghao’s left shoulder.
It turned out Cheng Minghao had wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
After checking the answers, what followed was a less-than-satisfying, delayed pleasure.
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A week passed.
Although Cheng Minghao worked odd jobs every day, he still helped his girlfriend brush her hair before leaving each morning.
It wasn’t that Lin Qingya couldn’t do it herself after all this time.
But humming a song while brushing his girlfriend’s hair, inhaling the fragrance from her hair and neck, was a kind of enjoyment for him.
Naturally, it didn’t feel dull, but rather romantic and pleasurable.
“Let’s go!”
Cheng Minghao called out.
Like this morning, Lin Qingya was sitting on Cheng Minghao’s lap, having her hair braided by him behind her right ear.
Her right waist was suddenly patted by the man, making her ‘startled’ and glare at him in grievance.
Then she obediently got up, watching the man head out of the bedroom.
He also said, “Come with me.”
“Oh~ Coming!”
Lin Qingya pouted, following Cheng Minghao’s back out of the bedroom.
Cheng Minghao said, “There’s also simulated volunteer registration today, the last mock. Next time, about seven days later, is the official registration.”
“As for our volunteer registration… that’s not the main point. The main thing is to find the homeroom teacher and ask about scholarships, so I can support you going to university. I’m going to the Military Unit for training, so there’s no need to register.”
Cheng Minghao explained.
“Mm.”
Lin Qingya nodded, then sat on a low stool beside the coffee table, drinking soy milk.
She hesitated and asked, “You’re really not going to university? You have a scholarship… you should be able to get one…”
Cheng Minghao interrupted, “If I go, what about you? A man enjoying university life outside, letting a girl face society’s hardships alone? Is that right?”
“Are we still boyfriend and girlfriend or not? If you don’t feel the relationship is strong enough… should we get engaged?
Wait until I’m done with the Military Unit, earn some money, wait for you to graduate, and before I start university, we’ll get married, then…”
Cheng Minghao started to laugh and continued:
“Then have one or two obedient babies, a daughter like you, a boy…”
“Ah ah ah!”
Lin Qingya let out a small scream, suddenly grabbing her soy milk and standing up.
“I’m full!”
She wanted to escape, unable to stay with Cheng Minghao any longer.
The things Cheng Minghao talked about were things she had never even considered, making her feel a terrifying fear in her belly.
The thought of possibly having a watermelon-sized belly sent her into a panic.
Just thinking about what Cheng Minghao… was already hard enough to handle.
And now, having children?
Wouldn’t that make her faint with a flip of her eyes?
Lin Qingya wanted to run, but Cheng Minghao thought she was just shy, not realizing she was afraid of having children.
Though Lin Qingya became more accustomed with time, allowing Cheng Minghao to do more, she eventually became submissive, daring to try any pose or style.
And Cheng Minghao had gradually become indescribably perverse in his playfulness.
But it was all bedroom play, and Lin Qingya herself felt the excitement, blushing and accepting it.
It was a half-hearted acceptance of being ‘trained.’
But wanting her to have a watermelon belly and give birth? That was still too much for her.
Maybe this was a common issue among transformed people?
Only liking intimacy, not having children?
Cheng Minghao only pulled Lin Qingya into his arms, preventing her escape, and said, “You only took one sip…” soy milk…
“Ah!”
Lin Qingya cried out again, but the soy milk with the straw in her hand splashed onto Cheng Minghao’s neck.
Lin Qingya hesitated, thinking for a moment, and saw the roll of tissue far away.
Because she had licked the man so many times, she had become used to it.
It became a ‘licking dog’ instinct.
She decisively lowered her head, and before Cheng Minghao could reach to wipe it with a smile, she stuck out her little tongue and licked up the white liquid.
With that lick, Cheng Minghao froze, his gaze darkening as he muttered, “Little brat~”
“Ah~ What are you doing?!”
Lin Qingya blushed, exclaiming, as the soy milk in her right hand was taken away by the man.
In the blink of an eye, Cheng Minghao took a sip of soy milk, set it on the coffee table, and pressed Lin Qingya onto the sofa by her right shoulder, kissing her.
“Gulp~”
A small mouthful of white soy milk was passed into Lin Qingya’s mouth.
Traces of the white liquid slid down from her parted lips, flowing over her flushed face and onto her long black hair.
The intense breathing, the hands moving everywhere, made Lin Qingya’s chest heat up and her heart race.
She responded to the man’s unrestrained touch.
Until Lin Qingya’s eyes and lips were wet and parted.
Then she bit the man’s finger gently, swallowing the soy milk as she gasped, her mouth empty.
“You bad guy~ Get off me, we still have to go to school. Don’t go too far~”
Lin Qingya said, panting and blushing.
Cheng Minghao’s magnetic voice was low:
“But your body is more honest than your mouth. It’s not about whether I want to leave, but whether you’ll let me go, my little cutie. Why are you… so clingy?”
“Clingy? Nngh~”
Lin Qingya’s pretty face was red, her lips parting as she gasped and bit her lips.
Her eyes narrowed, carefully considering the so-called clinginess.
With the current situation, her face burned red.
It made her heart pound, making her want to strip off her clothes and cool down, to get more of that happiness.
Lin Qingya opened her eyes slightly, her cheeks flushed as she murmured ambiguously:
“I want milk tea~ No, let me rest first, you broke me. Nngh~ Don’t look at me, turn your head away.”
She raised her right hand, covering half her face.
Her eyes closed and trembled, while her left hand clung tightly around the man’s waist.
She continued to savor the heat and energy radiating from the man’s strong body.
She calmed herself, enjoying the warmth within her body, the lingering heat and desire.
She tried to compose herself, preparing to go out and meet classmates and teachers she hadn’t seen in a week.
She couldn’t let her legs go weak in front of them.
Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing and indecent.