Back at home, Shen Lang's excitement and agitation persisted for a long time. He looked at his hand, which had pulled down Xia Shuyi's dress strap, and couldn't help but recall the scene in the bedroom. He felt a surge of heat.
But with no way to relieve it, Shen Lang could only lament, "What good is this iron rod?!"
As a virgin, this was Shen Lang's first time, and nearly with a married woman, no less. It was much more thrilling than any self-indulgence or fantasies in the novels he wrote.
The more he thought about it, the more restless he became, especially since he hadn't been able to relieve himself. This pent-up energy made him irritable. He quickly took a cold shower to calm down.
Around five o'clock in the afternoon, Su Lexuan sent him a message on WeChat.
**Not Fond of Early Classes:** "You're not busy today, right?"
Su Lexuan was clearly testing if Shen Lang remembered their agreement and whether he had any other plans for the afternoon.
After a few days of the system's guidance, Shen Lang could easily understand such simple hints.
**Night Owl:** "Not busy. Should I come to your school to pick you up?"
**Not Fond of Early Classes:** "No need, the school isn't far from your place. I'll just call a Didi."
**Night Owl:** "Okay, let me know when you're on the way."
**Not Fond of Early Classes:** "Sure!"
After a brief chat, Shen Lang closed the chat window. Meanwhile, in the girls' dormitory at Zhuhai University, Su Lexuan eagerly threw down her phone and opened her wardrobe.
Looking at the array of clothes, Su Lexuan tapped her fair feet, contemplating what to wear for her first date.
Like many single female college students, Su Lexuan not only aimed to learn and obtain a good diploma but also dreamed of finding a boyfriend, experiencing a sweet romance during her college years.
Interestingly, her serendipitous encounter wasn't with a schoolmate but with a graduated senior she met while buying chestnuts. Life, indeed, was like a box of chocolates—you never know what you're going to get.
"Xuanxuan, take me with you?" Ye Xinxin teased as she watched Su Lexuan fret over her outfit. "I want to see what kind of charm this guy has to captivate the belle of Zhuhai University."
"I told you, we're just friends, and it's just a simple meal," Su Lexuan muttered, her face slightly flushed as she chose her outfit.
It was a Saturday, and most of their dormmates had gone home, leaving only Ye Xinxin and Su Lexuan. Not bothering to use the bathroom, Su Lexuan began changing right in front of Ye Xinxin, revealing a figure that many male students would envy.
Like Xia Shuyi, Su Lexuan didn't realize they had only known each other for a few days. They had met in person only once at the snack street.
But girls, especially those who had never been in a relationship, often had an idealized view of romance. Once a guy caught their attention and earned their favor, their emotional and rational barriers would drop.
This explained why in every university, you could see mismatched couples: average-looking guys dating stunning girls. These boys had the courage to explore a girl's thoughts, making them stand out.
Su Lexuan appreciated Shen Lang's humor and found their conversations enjoyable. Despite his average looks and reclusive habits, these became secondary when she enjoyed his company.
"Who's going to believe that?" Ye Xinxin laughed, then approached Su Lexuan, who was now wearing white stockings, and began playfully touching her legs.
"Stop it!" Su Lexuan pushed her mischievous friend away, blushing furiously.
As Su Lexuan left the dorm, Ye Xinxin teased, "If you don't come back tonight, make sure he uses protection. I don't want to be an auntie so soon!"
"Go play your games!" Su Lexuan retorted, her face bright red, before closing the door behind her.
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Around six o'clock in the evening, Su Lexuan arrived at the bus stop where she and Shen Lang had last parted. The area was bustling with people, and her elegant outfit quickly drew attention.
Su Lexuan was tall and curvaceous, her white stockings highlighting her long, shapely legs. Above them was the so-called "absolute territory"—the bare, fair skin of her thighs, made even more delicate by the stockings.