Qiu Ye went to play ball.
“Wait up!”
During the afternoon physical education class, after the roll call and two laps of jogging to warm up, the Physical Education Teacher declared the class dismissed for free activities, as was the custom.
Hearing his friends call out to him, Qiu Ye originally intended to follow them and play, but he worried about Bai Yao being alone.
He jogged over to Bai Yao’s side.
“I’m going to play ball. Do you want to come watch? Cheer me on or something?”
“Huh? No, thanks.”
Bai Yao didn’t want to be like a Chinyu, jumping and cheering for the men on the court.
Of course, she might have been a Chinyu from the start.
“Then what are you going to do for PE? Come play with me?”
“Ew… no thanks.”
Qiu Ye looked around and realized with distress that if Bai Yao left his side, she wouldn’t have any other friends.
Their other roommates were technically friends, but ever since Bai Yao started cross-dressing, they had all become a bit distant.
Even the usually talkative Wang Zuhao — a guy who hadn’t spoken to many girls — didn’t mock Bai Yao today.
Qiu Ye suddenly realized the severity of the problem:
Female friends?
Bai Yao hadn’t made a single one since the start of the semester.
Did this mean Bai Yao had absolutely no social life at all?
“Then are you going back to the dormitory to play on your computer?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you think you should make a few more friends?”
Bai Yao’s lips immediately drooped, and she timidly lowered her head to fiddle with her phone.
“Making friends is too much trouble. Since I was little, people have always been the ones to approach me. I can’t find the words to start a conversation at all.”
“Oh… then how about badminton? I’ll play with you.”
“The kind where you specifically strike up a conversation to add someone because of a Task doesn’t count.”
Although Bai Yao still had an exercise Task that could earn her 100 dollars in half an hour, she really didn’t have much interest in sports.
“Fine. I guess I’ll head back to the dormitory then? You have fun.”
Qiu Ye rubbed Bai Yao’s head, but she quickly shook him off.
Bai Yao didn’t dare to act too close to him in front of her classmates.
With her face flushed, she whispered, “I’m slipping away first.”
Her eyes darted around stealthily.
Most of the students in the Dormitory Building were in class, making the entire building very quiet.
Walking up the stairs, she could clearly hear the sound of her own footsteps.
As soon as Bai Yao returned to the Dormitory, she stood in front of the mirror to check if there were any issues with her appearance before finally sitting down comfortably in front of her computer and flipping it open.
“What should I play…”
She clicked the mouse aimlessly and accidentally opened a makeup tutorial video.
‘Big data is truly terrifying!’
Previously, The System had mentioned that if she maintained her cross-dressing daily, it would reward her with makeup skills.
Now, she had unintentionally stumbled upon a makeup video.
‘I’ll just watch for a bit.’
Bai Yao rested her chin in her hands as she watched the video.
She felt that putting on makeup wasn’t much different from drawing on a face… but she quickly lost focus.
If she lived in the Dormitory for a long time, it truly was inconvenient.
Moreover, one can judge a person’s face but not their heart; what if one of her roommates was a pervert?
Renting a place outside wouldn’t be very safe either — Qiu Ye was the biggest safety hazard!
If a man and a woman were ever alone in a room without the roommates around, Qiu Ye would definitely let his mind wander and try to do something to her.
Bai Yao knew her own personality; she wasn’t good at saying no.
If Qiu Ye was shameless enough, she feared it would be hard to refuse him firmly.
Besides, she was a bit of a pervert herself and secretly looked forward to something happening with Qiu Ye… which made it even harder to be firm.
‘Logically, it’s absolutely out of the question! It’s too fast! Who gives themselves away for free after only dating for a few days? We’ve only known each other for nine months!’
‘Psychologically, I’m also very against it!’
She had been a man for nearly twenty years.
Was she really going to fall so far in just nine months that she would be pinned down by another man?
Bai Yao’s left and right brain were at war.
Thinking about such things, images of her and Qiu Ye being intimate inevitably surfaced in her mind.
As the lewd thoughts took over, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
She guiltily glanced toward the door, her eyes dodging as she moved her gaze back to the screen.
She opened a webpage to see which comics that suited her XP had been updated recently.
Speaking of which, her XP seemed to be getting more and more extreme…
She used to only watch pure love 1v1, but after being tagged by The System and accidentally discovering a new world, she would occasionally click on comics with extreme tags as long as the art style was good.
Although it was still a bit hard to take, her level of acceptance seemed to be getting higher and higher.
As she looked at the smut, she vaguely felt a slight heat beginning to rise in her lower abdomen, followed by that familiar sinking sensation.
The corners of her eyes were tinged with a faint red, and her usually cold face took on a charming and enchanting hue.
“Phew…”
“No, no, no!”
Bai Yao tried her best to use her reason to control herself.
She knew she had little self-control.
If a female body’s sensitivity really was ten times stronger than a man’s, she would surely become addicted to this in the future.
And this was the Boys’ Dormitory!
Bai Yao had yet to explore her new body.
Even when showering, she was so nervous that she only dared to wipe herself gently with a soft towel.
But once the feeling took over, her legs involuntarily clamped together, and her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, as if her entire body was turning a shade of rose.
The rhythmic contractions in her lower abdomen allowed her to clearly hear the sound of her own heartbeat.
The unbearable itch, accompanied by a strong sense of emptiness, made her feel like a fish struggling on the shore, gasping for air.
Bai Yao took a long breath, her eyes constantly drifting toward the back of the wardrobe — where a delivery box sat, containing a reward from The System.
‘That one is definitely out of the question! It would be the death of me… it’s so big!’
Bai Yao forcibly suppressed her restlessness and immediately stood up to check if the dormitory door was locked.
After confirming it was safe, she hurriedly ducked into the bathroom.
—
“Forget it, I’ll just go back and play games.”
Qiu Ye still couldn’t stop worrying about Bai Yao, fearing she would be bored to tears alone in the Dormitory.
Although he knew she was used to being alone, wouldn’t it be better to have someone with her?
He said goodbye to his classmates and returned to the Dormitory.
He twisted the doorknob.
*Click, click.*
It didn’t open.
“Bai Yao? Not in the Dormitory?”
Then where could that girl have gone?
Qiu Ye stood frozen at the door, thinking of the places Bai Yao might go, but the only possibility was indeed the Dormitory.
“Where are you? Why is the door locked?”
He sent Bai Yao a message on his phone, then opened the window, reached in, and tried to unlock the door from the inside while standing on his tiptoes.
This trick worked for every room in the Dormitory, though it looked a bit pathetic.
The door was suddenly opened.
Qiu Ye was startled and quickly retracted his hand, looking inside.
He saw Bai Yao yawning, her eyes still misty and red, looking completely exhausted.
“Taking a nap?”
“Yeah.”
Bai Yao rubbed the corners of her eyes and turned her back to Qiu Ye.
Her footsteps were a bit unsteady.
“No, no need, let’s do it together!”
Qiu Ye chimed in excitedly.
Qiu Ye froze — it was rare for Bai Yao to refuse so firmly.
And why did Bai Yao seem to be exuding such a fox-like charm right now? Look at those watery eyes, the redness at the corners, and those tightly clamped thighs…
“I’m going back to sleep!”
Bai Yao scrambled up to her bed and pulled the curtains shut, disappearing from view.
Qiu Ye couldn’t help but feel that this girl was acting like a thief with a guilty conscience.