“Song Qiuyu, why is it that every time you change clothes, you’re either having a stomachache or something else comes up? You seem a little strange?”
The young senior narrowed his eyes, puzzled.
Song Qiuyu froze slightly.
These words landed in her already unsettled heart like a stone, sending up towering waves.
At that instant, she suddenly realized an even more frightening development.
Strange.
This comment would become a fuse, attracting more and more people’s…
Sure enough, everyone in the changing room, including the President, turned their gazes toward her in unison.
It wasn’t like they were watching something novel, but their eyes brimmed with curiosity.
Men, as a species, are more interested in teasing familiar brothers than flirting with girls.
Patting each other’s butts is just a small thing.
The more familiar you are, the more you tease.
Now, after a month of rehearsals and having been on stage together, they’re all already close.
So, of course, they’re considered familiar.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s almost like she’s afraid to undress in front of us!”
A male member joked.
“We’re all guys here, don’t we all look the same? Why so shy? Just change right here, today we have to get you used to it!”
Another male member took off his costume, patted his bare chest, and said in a thick Northeastern accent.
“Xiao Shen, block the door!”
Yet another male member laughed, directing the last one who had just come in.
“Uh….”
Song Qiuyu was left speechless, racking her brains on the spot for a solution.
Even if it looked like a dead end, she had to find a way out.
“You all said it yourself, we’re all men here, nothing good to see, so why make things difficult for Song?”
Xie Zhuran glanced at his own roommate, who looked completely at a loss, and decided to speak up for her.
“Look at how good-looking our Song is. What if you guys see him and accidentally turn gay?”
Lin An chimed in.
“Maybe Song Qiuyu is just thin-skinned, don’t make things too hard. Besides, like they said, if someone shatters their beautiful girl filter after seeing, some might just end up bent as a mosquito coil.”
The President added, following along.
Jiang Xiao quietly undressed at the side, but halfway through he pretended to run into trouble, looking over at Song Qiuyu, whose mind was spinning at high speed.
“Song Qiuyu, my hands are stiff, I can’t undo this. Can you help me?”
Song Qiuyu only paused for a moment, then her body moved toward him on its own.
“Are your hands really that stiff? Weren’t you fine before?”
“It’s too cold.” “Oh, I guess that’s true.”
Song Qiuyu didn’t think too much, took a shallow breath, and reached out to Jiang Xiao’s belt.
The male members watched in shock as Song Qiuyu cared for Jiang Xiao with a mix of fatherly, motherly, and wifely attentiveness.
Suddenly, memories of the past month flooded in, and they all fell silent.
Honestly, they really didn’t want to shatter that beautiful girl filter.
As long as the pants weren’t off, they could keep fooling themselves.
If the filter was broken, this men’s changing room would look a bit like Chengdu’s…
Way too much brotherly passion.
Blame it on Song Qiuyu being too good-looking. If he were a bit uglier, this wouldn’t happen.
But more than anything, it was probably just envy, jealousy, and hate. Even if Song Qiuyu was a guy, he was still so caring and so good-looking!
Sigh.
Jiang Xiao’s move was the most infuriating.
Everyone averted their eyes from Song Qiuyu, but even so, if she left the changing room now, the seed of suspicion would one day erupt.
As Song Qiuyu hurriedly helped Jiang Xiao undress, suddenly a warm breath fell by her ear.
“Slow down, don’t finish so quickly,” Jiang Xiao’s low, unhurried voice whispered in her ear.
“Hmm?”
Song Qiuyu looked up at him curiously.
“Just drag it out until they’ve all left.”
Jiang Xiao met her eyes as he spoke.
Song Qiuyu instantly understood.
She subconsciously felt the temperature in the changing room, and pursed her lips.
There was certainly no heating, but maybe because there were so many people, it didn’t feel that cold.
Still, if she undressed Jiang Xiao slowly like he suggested, he might catch a cold.
Besides, Jiang Xiao already knew everything now.
“If you feel guilty, then just be nicer to me,” Jiang Xiao chuckled softly.
“Mm.”
Song Qiuyu suddenly realized—that’s what he was waiting for. She could pretty much guess what Jiang Xiao wanted to talk about next.
The penance she alone knew about was now a secret shared by two.
The control was entirely in Jiang Xiao’s hands!
Thinking of what Jiang Xiao said on stage, she felt her temperature rise, her fingertips burning.
A six-year reward…
What exactly did that mean? In what way would she be rewarded?
Jiang Xiao lowered his gaze, watching her clearly lost in thought, her neck and the tips of her ears tinged red, his eyes growing darker.
Maybe his gaze was too intense, because every so often she would do her best to avoid his eyes, even using her small hand to block his view a few times.
She knew this was the hunter’s hunting ground, the hunter had his gun aimed, and probably only she, the silly prey, stayed obediently here…
“Rein it in, will you?”
Song Qiuyu couldn’t take it anymore, glancing up at him and boldly stepping on his foot.
Jiang Xiao looked away, then froze for a moment.
At some point, everyone else in the men’s changing room had left. Only the two of them remained.
“I’ll do the rest myself,” Jiang Xiao said thoughtfully.
“But aren’t your hands still stiff?”
Song Qiuyu reached out for his pants, trying to keep her face expressionless.
“They’ve all left. We need to hurry up. We still have to go to the group dinner, and my younger brother and sister are still waiting outside.”
Jiang Xiao didn’t answer her question, just told her the current situation as it was.
Hearing this, Song Qiuyu was startled and quickly looked around.
They really had all left—so quietly, not even a word of goodbye?
“You should hurry up and change too,” Jiang Xiao said.
“Mm.”
Song Qiuyu nodded, turned, and walked over to her locker to take out her clothes.
As her small hands pinched the hem of her white dress, about to take it off, she suddenly froze, stiffly turning to look at the person behind her.
That one turn, and she met his rather amused gaze.
“What is it?”
Jiang Xiao tilted his head.
“Uh…”
Song Qiuyu didn’t know what to say.
She’d even helped Jiang Xiao bathe, more than once, and seen everything already.
To specifically ask him not to look now seemed a bit too weird.
Besides, in his eyes now, she was someone he’d liked for six years.
With Xier’s mask fallen, and the girl’s disguise too…
“I know,” Jiang Xiao said, watching her, suddenly speaking.
“What?”
Song Qiuyu didn’t get it, staring blankly at Jiang Xiao. What did he know?
“I know you’re a girl.”
Song Qiuyu’s eyes suddenly went vacant.