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Meng Liu had long noticed Su Shi'an's wandering thoughts. This morning, she specifically bought a small prop to cover up the obvious bruises on her skin, all to entice the seemingly innocent Su Shi'an.
"Okay, thank you, Brother Shi'an! I understand everything now!" Meng Liu smiled brightly at Su Shi'an. The sunlight streaming in from the window hit just right, causing Su Shi'an's heart to race, nearly jumping out of his chest.
"No, no need to thank me. You can continue working; if you have any questions, just ask me," Su Shi'an stammered through his words, his ears turning from a light pink to a deep red. Anyone who didn't know would think Meng Liu had done something outrageous.
Meng Liu found Su Shi'an's innocent demeanor quite endearing. If Ning Mu's appearance perfectly matched her aesthetic, then Su Shi'an's personality struck a chord with her preferences. Even without this system, she would have wanted to steal more glances at him.
With Su Shi'an's explanation, Meng Liu quickly resolved the remaining issues and finished preparing the materials. However, after sitting for too long, her legs felt numb. As she stood up to hand the materials to Su Shi'an, she accidentally bumped into the corner of the table and lost her balance, falling sideways.
"Be careful!"
A strong arm caught her around the waist, and Meng Liu leaned into the support, landing squarely on Su Shi'an's lap.
The atmosphere became awkward as Meng Liu's body pressed against Su Shi'an's lower half. One of his hands wrapped around her waist effortlessly, pulling her closer. Their faces were so close that they could see each other's fine facial hair. The worst part was that when Meng Liu shifted slightly, she felt something hard pressing against her soft form, and it seemed to be growing even harder.
"Are you okay?" Su Shi'an's face turned completely red, his voice taking on an unfamiliar husky tone as he struggled to maintain his composure.
Meng Liu shook her head, her cheeks flushing as well. She tried to stand up but as soon as her toes touched the ground, a sharp pain shot through her legs. She ended up sitting back down heavily on him again, causing him to let out a muffled groan while his arousal intensified.
"I-I didn't mean to..." Meng Liu whispered in explanation. "I sat too long; my legs went numb."
Su Shi'an's eyes were slightly red behind his glasses as he seemed to be holding back something. After a deep breath, he suddenly lifted Meng Liu and placed her back in her seat without letting his hands linger on her skin.
"I'll wait for you outside," he said before turning away quickly. As he walked off, something prominent in his pants caught Meng Liu's eye—a clear indication of his arousal that created a noticeable bulge.
Sitting in her chair watching Su Shi'an flee with a hint of embarrassment made Meng Liu raise an eyebrow slightly. Since arriving in this world, it was the first time she found someone so interesting; it was far less amusing when someone fell for her tricks easily—this kind of innocent yet evasive demeanor was much more entertaining.
That evening, there was a big meeting at school that Su Shi'an had to manage as the student council president. To interact more with him, Meng Liu had forced herself into a position within the council even though she mostly just held a nominal role; whenever Su Shi'an wasn't attending an event, Meng Liu wouldn't be there either.
As soon as the arrangements for that evening's meeting were released, Meng Liu received a message from her informant within the student council. Naturally, she wouldn't miss this opportunity and followed closely behind Su Shi'an to the venue.
Su Shi'an was stationed at the entrance checking names against a list. Meng Liu’s informant managed to secure her a similar role. Oddly enough, while he usually coldly refused such requests by saying Meng Liu wouldn't handle it well and would be removed from the list, this time he only hesitated for a few seconds before finally agreeing with a simple "okay."
By the time Meng Liu arrived, Su Shi'an had already been standing at the door for some time with only a few early students trickling in. She planned to sneak up on him for a surprise but just as she took a step closer, he suddenly turned around sharply. Their faces nearly touched, and in panic, Meng Liu stepped back quickly.
"How did you know I was here?"
Su Shi'an calmly turned away and accepted an invitation from another student without missing a beat in his indifferent tone. "I didn't know."
Didn’t know? Meng Liu observed him from behind as his ears flushed red once again.
Su Shi'an certainly knew; from the moment Meng Liu walked in, he had noticed her—her well-proportioned long legs immediately caught his attention. Today she wore a light yellow pleated skirt that made her look vibrant and energetic. As she approached him, the floral scent surrounding her grew stronger and more intoxicating. Then inexplicably compelled—whether it was to tease or for some other reason—he turned his head.
"Alright... what do I need to do?" Meng Liu quickly composed herself and stepped forward as she watched Su Shi'an skillfully accept another invitation with his long fingers.
"Then you come and take the invitation. I'll write the list in the back." Su Shi'an gave up the front seat and took a step back. The flow of people at this conference was more than they had imagined. Just after five minutes, a large number of people came in. Meng Liu's speed increased, but there were still many people squeezing and pushing Meng Liu back. A warm body pressed against her back, and Meng Liu smelled a faint scent of laundry detergent. This lasted for a while, and Meng Liu felt a hard object sticking to her buttocks. She was wearing high heels today, and the object just embedded in her buttocks. She was about to twist her body to avoid it, but the classmate who handed the invitation letter in front of her suddenly lost his balance and rushed towards her. Meng Liu subconsciously dodged, but the hard object behind her was eaten deeper and completely embedded in her. The hard head even directly hit her vagina, and after several collisions and frictions, it spit out two streams of vaginal fluid, soaking her panties. The flow of people was too large, and Meng Liu was squeezed over and could not go back. She could only hold the hard object in her butt crack and continue to check the invitation letter. But she didn't know if it was her illusion or the truth. She always felt that the hardness of the hard object seemed to have been transmitted through two layers of cloth. The hot temperature made her sensitive and lustful vagina produce more vaginal fluid. The lustful vaginal flesh that was used to sex tightened and squirmed from time to time. Meng Liu twisted her waist unconsciously twice, and the hard object that was tightly pressed against her from behind suddenly swelled. From behind came Su Shi'an's hoarse voice, "Don't move."
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