Chapter 15

Ji Su recalled those pitch-black, icy eyes, and suddenly felt a chill rise around him out of nowhere.

That was true enough — with Gu Zhao's personality and family background, and him being a top student in the Law Department, he probably wouldn't get scammed by an online dating partner.

'Since you say so, we won't worry for nothing.' Qiao Jin said with a grin. 'Not everyone runs into online scammers, after all.'

'Right!' Zhou Yang agreed, his tone somewhat relieved. 'Now we finally don't have to worry about Gu-ge growing old alone.'

Qiao Jin couldn't help asking curiously: 'When you first met Gu Zhao, was he already like this?'

'Of course not!' Zhou Yang waved his hand. 'When we first moved into the dormitory, Gu-ge wouldn't talk to anyone. I remember it took us a whole week before we even got a word out of him.'

Ji Su: '...'

'Beast mode!' Qiao Jin gave a thumbs up. 'I'd die if I didn't talk to someone for an hour, and he lasted a whole week.'

'That's just how Gu-ge is. He looks hard to approach, but he's actually really good.' Zhou Yang traced a circle in the air. 'Once you get inside the circle he draws, you'll understand.'

'That…' Qiao Jin laughed dryly. 'Sounds kind of hard, haha…'

'Hey, how about this!' Zhou Yang suddenly had an idea. 'During the May Day holiday, let's all go out together! After a few days, everyone will be close!'

Qiao Jin exchanged a glance with Ji Su and answered eagerly: 'Great! Susu and I were already planning to travel during May Day!'

'Perfect!' Zhou Yang's smile grew brighter. 'If there's anywhere you want to go, just tell me — we'll figure it out together.'

Qiao Jin smiled, for once a little shy: 'Okay.'

After dinner, the three split up and headed back to the dormitory.

On the way back, Qiao Jin was bouncing with excitement like a big macaque: 'Susu Susu, did you see Zhou Yang's hand just now?'

'I saw it.' Ji Su teased. 'Looks like he really liked the birthday gift you gave him.'

'Ahhhh!' Qiao Jin grabbed his arm and shook it vigorously. 'He invited me to travel with him!'

Ji Su steadied himself: 'Calm down, there are other people too.'

'I don't care, I don't care — rounded off, it's basically just the two of us!' Qiao Jin clenched his fist and swore. 'I'm going to grab this chance and win over my man-god!'

Ji Su mimicked his pose and clenched his own fist: 'Go for it, you can do it.'

Qiao Jin dropped his hand: 'Right, you'll come with me, right?'

Ji Su hesitated: 'I…'

On one hand, he didn't want to travel with people he wasn't familiar with — especially since the group included a great iceberg.

But if he didn't go out, he'd have to go back to that home that didn't belong to him, and pretend he wasn't an outsider…

'Come on, come on!' Qiao Jin started shaking him again. 'If you don't like Gu Zhao, just stay away from him when the time comes.'

Ji Su smiled helplessly: 'I don't dislike him. I'm just not good at getting along with someone that aloof.'

'Who could be?' Qiao Jin quipped, then added, 'But at least that face is still a pleasure to look at, right?'

Ji Su nodded: 'If nothing else comes up during the holiday, I'll go with you.'

Qiao Jin immediately jumped up and confessed to him: 'Ahhhh! Susu baby, I love you!'

Ji Su kept walking forward and tossed back a line: 'Don't love me, there's no future in it.'

*

Back at the dormitory, Ji Su remembered the pile of skirts hidden in his closet and decided to deal with it quickly.

He casually picked out two short skirts to keep, and packed up the rest to deliver to his senior sister's dormitory building.

Lin Yan took out a dress from the pile and said in surprise: 'These dresses are all so pretty — how could they not sell?'

Ji Su didn't tell his senior sister that these were skirts the scumbag had given him; he only said a relative's women's clothing shop had gone under and a lot of stock hadn't sold.

He was afraid that if he told her the truth, she'd rage herself half to death.

'Maybe… that relative wasn't good at business.' Ji Su wasn't good at lying either, and changed the subject: 'Senior sister, if you don't like these clothes either, could you help me donate them?'

'Like them? Of course I like them!' Lin Yan touched the dress in her hands. 'It's just that the sizes might not be right — I'll go back to my dormitory and try them on.'

'Okay.' Ji Su secretly breathed a sigh of relief. 'Then I'll head back first, senior sister.'

'Hold on, little Susu, let me transfer you the money.' Lin Yan called him back. 'So many pretty skirts — your senior sister can't just take them for free.'

Ji Su politely declined: 'You don't need to transfer anything, senior sister. I didn't pay for these skirts myself — I should be thanking you for helping me get rid of them.'

'Fine, then your senior sister will set you up with another big order.' Lin Yan blinked her big eyes at him. 'I'll send it to you on WeChat later.'

Ji Su curved his lips into a smile and didn't refuse again: 'Thanks, senior sister.'

'What's there to be polite about with your senior sister!' Lin Yan said, then suddenly remembered something. 'Oh right, little Susu — did you get that scumbag's nudes?'

Ji Su hesitated, then answered honestly: 'He sent me abs photos, but his face wasn't showing.'

'What?' Lin Yan looked surprised. 'That dog actually has abs?'

Ji Su: 'He does…'

'Impossible! If a guy has abs, how could he resist showing them off to me?' Lin Yan said with absolute certainty. 'He definitely stole them from somewhere online! Shameless!'

Ji Su added: 'He also sent a video, but again no face.'

Lin Yan said with conviction: 'The video was stolen too!'

Ji Su: '...'

'The only way to prove it's really him is to do a video call.' Lin Yan suggested. 'Record the screen during the video call, and he won't be able to escape.'

Ji Su looked troubled: 'If he sees I'm a guy, he'll hang up right away.'

'He won't.' Lin Yan's gaze fell on that pretty face, her hands itching to get to work. 'Ji Su, all you need is a wig and some light makeup—'

'No way!' Ji Su refused decisively, stepping back. 'I'll think of another way to settle this quickly. Wait for my news, senior sister.'

With that, he turned and fled the scene at speed, afraid that one step too slow and his senior sister would drag him into a forced cross-dressing session.

Wearing a skirt and taking leg photos was already his limit. He would absolutely never put on a wig and makeup — that was the last dignity he had as a straight man.

*

Back at the dormitory again, Ji Su found that his other two roommates hadn't returned yet.

He skillfully changed into a short skirt in the bathroom, opened the door, and walked out: 'Xiao Qiao, come help me take photos.'

'Coming, coming!' Qiao Jin got up and walked over, noticing a few black ribbons lying on the bed. 'What's this?'

Ji Su shook his head: 'I don't know either.'

Qiao Jin picked up the black ribbons, let his gaze travel around Ji Su's body, and had a sudden realization: 'I know how to use them.'

Ji Su: 'Hmm?'

Qiao Jin gestured: 'Susu, lift up your top.'

Ji Su asked warily: 'What for?'

'These ribbons tie around your waist.' Qiao Jin grinned. 'Bondage play — that scumbag has taste, huh!'

Ji Su: 'Can I refuse…'

'No!' Qiao Jin stepped forward and began fastening the black ribbons around that slender waist.

After the tying was done, Ji Su, under his guidance, lay on his side on the bed, his waist half-twisted toward the camera.

'Xiao Qiao, this pose…' Ji Su tugged at the hem of the short skirt with his fingers. 'It feels like it's not covering enough…'

'That's exactly the effect we want, baby!' Qiao Jin aimed his phone lens from top to bottom at the pretty little thing in the skirt on the bed. 'We need to give that scumbag a strong dose — you want to end your online scam career quickly, don't you?'

Ji Su's brow furrowed slightly, as if weighing something.

Qiao Jin launched his brainwashing campaign again: 'Besides, you're straight and he's straight — showing him doesn't cost you anything, right?'

Ji Su bit his lower lip, and in the end gave in.

Qiao Jin showed a satisfied smile and shot away to his heart's content.

After the shoot, Ji Su immediately sat up, got off the bed, and went to change back into his normal clothes.

Then he logged into his secondary WeChat account, picked a photo, and sent it to G.

The person in the photo lay on their side, the hem of their top lifted halfway, thin black ribbons crossed and tied around that slender waist — so pale, so narrow, so slight — stirring in the viewer a sudden urge to dominate, to tear those black ribbons apart.

The gaze traveled downward. The black short skirt couldn't conceal the rounded, lifted curve of the buttocks, revealing a sliver of plump flesh at the tip; long, slender thighs pressed together, white lace stockings clinging at the upper thigh — as if a single grasp would make soft flesh spill between the fingers, as if lifting the hem of the skirt would lead naturally to…

Ji Su didn't dare look at the photo of himself any longer, and focused on typing.

Mengmeng: [The little skirt xue-zhang bought is so pretty!]

A minute later, two new messages popped up in the chat window.

G: [Don't get wild.]

G: [Still outside.]

Wild? Wild what?

Ji Su froze for a second, then crimson flooded his ears and cheeks like a rising tide.

Although he'd sent leg photos to the other party plenty of times before, this one had really crossed the line — even he himself would blush looking at it.

But the photo was already sent, so no matter how mortifying, he could only press on with a stiff upper lip.

Mengmeng: [Gege doesn't like it like this~]

The other side was silent for a while, no movement at all.

Ji Su felt a little anxious and checked the photo carefully once more, making sure no obvious gender markers were showing.

That shouldn't be the case — didn't scumbags love this kind of picture…

Just as Ji Su was about to test the waters again, the other side finally replied.

G: [Like it.]

Mengmeng: [Liar, then why did gege take so long to reply…]

Mengmeng: [sad kitty.jpg]

This time, the other side sent a voice message directly.

Ji Su tapped the voice message and held the phone to his ear.

'Really like it.' A low, cool voice came through the current, threaded with a faint, almost imperceptible huskiness. 'Like it even more when you only get wild for me.'

Ji Su's ear roots went numb, and in an instant even his pale, fine-grained neck flushed red all the way through.