Girls Who Know How to Leverage Their Physical Advantages

Compared to the other three pairs, the interaction between Long Aotian and Zhang Mengmeng was the most natural. From the very beginning, Long Aotian had positioned himself as a wingman, helping Xu Shuai deflect some of the attention. Today was Xu Shuai’s time to shine.

"Tired? Want to take a break?" Long Aotian asked, glancing at Zhang Mengmeng, whose face was flushed.

Zhang Mengmeng nodded. It wasn’t really exhaustion—just that playing badminton required occasional jumps, and with the way her chest bounced, she couldn’t help feeling a little self-conscious.

Long Aotian bought a few bottles of water, handed one to Zhang Mengmeng, and sat down beside her.

Seeing that Long Aotian had stopped playing, Han Xiaojing also turned to Li Longlong and suggested they take a break. Naturally, Li Longlong didn’t object. He eagerly put down his racket and followed her.

"Have some water and rest for a bit." As the two approached, Long Aotian pointed at the bottles on the ground and gave Li Longlong a meaningful look.

Li Longlong instantly understood. He quickly grabbed two bottles and handed one to Han Xiaojing.

"Thanks," Han Xiaojing said with a smile.

"No problem," Li Longlong replied, then discreetly flashed Long Aotian a thumbs-up when no one was looking.

Quiet people tend to be observant.

The little exchange between the two didn’t escape Zhang Mengmeng, who was sitting beside Long Aotian. She couldn’t help but giggle.

Hearing her laughter, Long Aotian turned to her and playfully put a finger to his lips, signaling her to keep quiet and just enjoy the show.

Zhang Mengmeng, catching his gesture, smiled shyly and nodded.

Soon, the remaining four joined them. Taking a cue from Li Longlong’s earlier move, Xu Shuai and Huang Fei immediately stepped forward, picking up water bottles and offering them to the girls.

Shen Mengjie took the bottle and stood in front of the group, unscrewing the cap and taking a drink.

Her outfit was the most revealing among the girls—her toned, flat stomach exposed, her leggings accentuating her perfect legs. As she tilted her head back to drink, the subtle movement of her abdomen was indescribably alluring.

"Thanks," she said after finishing, swaying the bottle slightly in front of Huang Fei, who was staring dumbfounded.

Her entire demeanor had Huang Fei completely hooked, reeling him in from start to finish.

Truth be told, Shen Mengjie’s behavior was incredibly seductive. She was beautiful, with an enviable figure.

But since everyone already had their sights set on someone, the others managed to restrain themselves—unlike Huang Fei, who couldn’t tear his eyes away.

Xu Shuai nudged Li Longlong, who was closest to him, with his foot, then frantically signaled with his eyes: "Hey, wanna practice for a bit?"

"Sure," Li Longlong replied, eager to show off in front of Han Xiaojing. He immediately grabbed his racket and stepped forward.

The two began playing.

One flaunted his skills with powerful smashes from every angle and height.

The other showcased his exceptional jumping ability, leaping with impressive agility.

Especially when they noticed the four girls huddled together, whispering and giggling, both assumed they were being praised for their impressive moves—which only fueled their determination to perform even better.

But Xu Shuai was naturally skilled at this, making it look effortless. Mid-game, he even turned to Huang Fei, who was sitting nearby, and asked, "Hey, Huang Fei, wanna join?"

This had been discussed earlier in the dorm—playing two against one, or even three against one, all to highlight Xu Shuai’s prowess.

"He’s calling you," Shen Mengjie said, leaning back slightly as if adjusting for comfort, but in reality, the pose perfectly accentuated her curves.

At the very least, this girl knew exactly how to use her assets.

Every move she made was calculated to captivate.

Sure enough, Huang Fei jumped at the invitation, itching to impress Shen Mengjie with his strength.

Facing two opponents, Xu Shuai finally took things a bit more seriously—though he secretly felt even cooler for holding his own against two players.

And in truth, he wasn’t wrong. When a guy is fully focused on something, that intensity does make him stand out in a girl’s eyes.

At the very least, Wang Lijuan’s gaze lingered on Xu Shuai a little longer than before.

Shen Mengjie lightly bumped Han Xiaojing’s shoulder with her own, then subtly gestured toward Long Aotian with her eyes, urging her to go talk to him.

Han Xiaojing hesitated, her nervousness making Shen Mengjie sigh internally.

"Long Aotian?" Shen Mengjie called out, raising her eyes to meet his with a playful smile.

Long Aotian turned to look at her.

Shen Mengjie leaned against Han Xiaojing’s shoulder, her slender waist curving into a graceful arc as she shifted slightly, making her seem almost boneless in her fluid elegance.

Han Xiaojing’s tense demeanor contrasted sharply with Shen Mengjie’s relaxed, teasing aura, creating two entirely different vibes.

From a male perspective, Han Xiaojing was undeniably pretty—but in this side-by-side comparison, most eyes would inevitably drift toward Shen Mengjie.

She was just too good at playing up her charms.

A girl like this? Long Aotian had no doubt Huang Fei would be hopelessly hooked.

"What’s up?"

Seeing the pure curiosity in Long Aotian’s gaze, Shen Mengjie raised an eyebrow. "Aren’t you going to play?"

Guys love showing off in front of pretty girls—it’s hardwired into their DNA.

Girls, being slightly more mature, can usually see right through this performative behavior. Some enjoy it, while others simply find it amusing.

For most guys at this age, if a beautiful girl invited them to strut their stuff, they’d be thrilled, immediately jumping to conclusions—Why is she talking to me? Does she like me?—before eagerly seizing the chance to impress her.

But Long Aotian? He had full control over these hormonal impulses.

For example, if someone parked a sports car in front of him and asked, "Long Aotian, wanna take it for a spin?"

He might feel a flicker of interest, but he wouldn’t necessarily act on it.

But if someone parked a bulldozer in front of him and said, "Long Aotian, wanna give it a try?"

He’d leap at the opportunity, grinning like a kid. "Hell yeah."

This psychological shift was… unique.

At eighteen, you’re young—Wow, a sports car? So cool.

A little older? Meh, a car’s just a car. As long as it gets me from A to B.

At eighteen, full of youthful energy—Whoa, is that a bulldozer?!

A little older? Where? Let me see!

Besides, just last night, he’d witnessed his little assistant’s effortlessly seductive charm—both innocent and bewitching.

Right now, he was basically in a post-clarity state.

In other words? Completely unfazed.

So Long Aotian just smiled and didn’t respond.

Shen Mengjie blinked. She’d anticipated many possible reactions—but Long Aotian brushing her off with a laugh wasn’t one of them.

She straightened up, her amused gaze lingering on him with newfound interest.

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