The First Time Holding a Girl While Sleeping

In the bedroom.

Zhou Jialu pressed her ear against the door crack, faintly catching the sound of Su Bai playing games outside.

He sounded pretty hyped—exactly how she imagined boys would be when gaming.

It was kind of adorable, really. For the most part, Su Bai came across as unusually mature and composed for his age, so seeing this little glimpse of his youthful side was refreshing.

When it came to gaming, Zhou Jialu had to admit she was no match for Chen Yusheng. She’d known since the start of the semester that her dormmate was a pro at it.

Well, might as well let Su Bai play with her then. No need to be greedy—at least when it came to fashion, shopping, and… well, certain other practices, Zhou Jialu was confident she held the upper hand!

"Holy crap, Yusheng, your plays tonight are next-level. Feels like you’ve leveled up since last time," Su Bai couldn’t help but praise after securing two more kills thanks to Chen Yusheng.

"Uh, really?" Chen Yusheng sounded unsure. She hadn’t noticed any difference herself.

"Definitely. You’re practically brushing against pro-tier skills now."

"Maybe it’s the new setup. This computer runs smooth as hell—no frame drops, and my eyes don’t even feel strained after long sessions."

"See? Told you a high-end rig was worth it. Would’ve been a shame if those pretty eyes of yours got ruined by screen time."

"…"

At the moment, Chen Yusheng was gaming in the study room of the girls’ dormitory, Building 2.

Every building at Jiangcheng University had its own study room, usually packed to the brim during exam season.

But with the semester just starting and exams far off, the place was nearly empty.

Perfect for late-night gaming sessions.

Hearing Su Bai compliment her eyes sent a wave of bashfulness through her.

She’d heard similar cheesy lines from other guys before, but they’d always made her cringe—pure, visceral rejection.

This time, though, was completely different. Not only did she not mind, but it actually made her feel… giddy. A little proud, even.

Su Bai liked her looks.

Hmm… which meant he probably had those kinds of thoughts about her too, right?

Come to think of it, Su Bai had been spending money on her, claiming it was for "emotional value." But was that really all there was to it?

There had to be some flirting mixed in there.

"Being Su Bai’s girlfriend… That’s an interesting thought."

A genuine smile curled at Chen Yusheng’s lips.

Even if she sometimes felt she wasn’t good enough for him.

But humans are creatures of habit.

Lately, working as Su Bai’s gaming buddy had been lucrative—great pay, good food, top-tier gear.

No more financial stress.

Even aloof academic types had their lazy side. After all, it’s easier to go from frugal to lavish than the other way around.

Plus, their personalities and interests meshed so well.

Slowly, a not-so-innocent idea began taking root in Chen Yusheng’s mind.

Tonight’s session lasted three hours.

Just before logging off, Chen Yusheng suddenly spoke up over voice chat: "Su Bai, can I call you something else instead of your name?"

"…Sure. What did you have in mind?" Su Bai sounded puzzled.

"I… I’ll call you Big White Goose!"

"Pfft—yeah, okay. No problem."

"You don’t like it?"

"Nah, it’s cute. You know I’ve always had a soft spot for geese."

"Why?"

"Because they’re pretty—all that clean white plumage—and crazy strong. A farm-raised goose guards property better than most guard dogs."

"Oh. Then Big White Goose it is."

After a pause, Chen Yusheng added with unusual solemnity: "Goodnight, Big White Goose."

Then she disconnected.

Su Bai blinked, then chuckled and shook his head.

Oh, Yusheng…

As the "other half of my soul," Su Bai could easily guess what Chen Yusheng was thinking.

A unique nickname meant stepping up the intimacy.

Since he called her "Yusheng," she couldn’t just call him by his plain old name.

For someone as socially awkward as Chen Yusheng, this practically counted as a bold move.

Still amused, Su Bai headed to the shower. Wrapped in a towel afterward, he walked into the bedroom to find Zhou Jialu lounging on the bed, already in her pajamas and scrolling through her phone.

A purple satin nightgown, sheer in just the right places, clung to her curves in a way that was nothing short of lethal.

But what really caught Su Bai off guard was how Zhou Jialu had clearly set a trap—posing with deliberate allure, her fox-like eyes glinting with mischief as she blinked up at him.

Su Bai froze for a solid few seconds before blurting out:

"Senpai, you’re dangerous."

"W-what? That’s so embarrassing…!"

Zhou Jialu immediately dove under the covers, her boldness evaporating.

That little stunt had taken most of her courage, and now she was back to being flustered.

Especially with Su Bai fresh out of the shower, his upper body bare except for the towel around his waist, radiating enough masculine energy to short-circuit her brain.

The impact on her was just as intense as her nightgown’s effect on him.

But Su Bai wasn’t about to let her escape.

In one swift motion, he slid under the sheets and launched his counterattack.

Another round of practices began.

[Ding! Detecting that the host’s practice sessions are becoming excessively frequent. Such reckless indulgence—even for a first-time relationship—is pushing the limits! Reward: +1 lottery draw.]

Checking his system panel, Su Bai noted he’d accumulated three draws now.

He planned to save up for a multi-draw later—go all out in one go.

Right now, he had Zhou Jialu sprawled atop him, her breathing ragged with exhaustion.

Clearly, she’d been put through the wringer.

He’d lost count of how many rounds they’d gone tonight. When pleasure hits that hard, the mind tends to go fuzzy.

At this point, Zhou Jialu was completely dazed, every inch of her limp and boneless.

How did this happen? She’d won quite a few of their matches too, yet Su Bai seemed as energetic as ever while she was on the verge of collapse.

What she didn’t know was that the system automatically negated any negative effects of Su Bai’s… extracurricular activities.

No matter how much he indulged, his stamina never wavered.

Zhou Jialu could barely catch her breath, thoroughly defeated.

Then, mere moments later, she felt Su Bai gearing up for another round.

A mix of shock and inexplicable pride flashed through her.

Her junior really liked her, huh?

"Senpai, do you know much about Chen Yusheng’s financial situation?" Su Bai suddenly asked.

"We’ve never talked about it, but as her roommate, you pick up on things…"

"She seems pretty strapped for cash."

"Yeah. Only us dormmates would notice, though—she never lets it show otherwise."

"Any idea why?"

"Not really. We guessed maybe a family member’s seriously ill, or there’s debt involved."

"I see."

That lined up with Su Bai’s own suspicions.

Seeing Su Bai lost in thought, Zhou Jialu pouted playfully, "You're such a jerk, holding me while asking about another girl. Typical player~"

"You're her roommate. Asking you means I trust you."

"No excuses! Player, player~"

Zhou Jialu lightly batted at Su Bai’s chest, her coquettish demeanor on full display.

Sigh, this senior really knows how to act cute.

Su Bai feigned anger. "Seems like our 'training' wasn’t intense enough."

"No, no, no!" Zhou Jialu quickly begged for mercy. "I’m completely drained… Ugh, spare me, junior."

"Still calling me 'junior' while begging?"

"......" Zhou Jialu took a moment to compose herself before whispering shyly, "Hubby~"

That single word sent shivers down Su Bai’s spine.

Ignoring her pleas, he pulled her into another round of "training."

Only then was he satisfied.

This time, Zhou Jialu was utterly spent. Mumbling incoherently, she clung to Su Bai’s arm and soon drifted into a sweet slumber.

Su Bai, feeling drowsy himself, wrapped his arms around his senior and closed his eyes.

It was his first time falling asleep while holding a girl.

An unparalleled experience.

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