Many years later, Su Qingyu would definitely remember this afternoon—the experience of playing Canon on Bai Xiaoya.
It was really amazing, better than any instrument she had ever played, especially when “Awu” bit down, the sense of satisfaction in controlling everything.
“Don’t, really, eeh… mmm, gugu.”
Listen, there’s even accompaniment.
And many years later, Bai Xiaoya would also definitely remember this afternoon, just like she remembered last Saturday night.
She couldn’t understand at all—why did the two of you, on her body, either perform magic or start a concert?
Xiao Ya is a pure, big-breasted girl, not your stage!
If the spring breeze had pity for the flowers, if time could turn back a few hours…
Forget it, don’t be so greedy, just a few minutes would do.
If Su Qingyu asked her whether she’d ever heard Canon, she definitely wouldn’t perfunctorily reply, but would seriously tell her—
Can we change to Castle in the Sky?
That rhythm is a bit slower.
But now, it was too late to say anything.
During the performance, the blonde loli was so focused that she couldn’t switch songs.
“Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm…”
Bai Xiaoya hummed softly, her body feeling light, as if she had returned to that sunny afternoon.
The street was quiet, with no one on the sidewalk, so she dragged her exhausted body after working overtime, walking forward boldly, then saw a car driver grinning viciously as he crashed over.
No, maybe the driver wasn’t smiling. Everything just happened too suddenly, like fate—it was as if her body was destined to fly into the sky… just like now.
Flying high.
Bai Xiaoya felt like a fish slapped out of the sea, destined to fall back onto the sand, left only with helpless breaths as her consciousness gradually faded.
This wasn’t something a pure, big-breasted maiden could endure. She closed her eyes.
Zzzz
“Hu hu, finally, I won, right?”
Su Qingyu hugged her beloved big white leg, immersing herself in the joy of victory.
[Congratulations to the host for completing the Task, meeting the standard requirement. Reward Wheel draw: one time.]
No rush, let’s enjoy this a little longer.
Su Qingyu took a deep breath and raised her little head slightly, discovering that Bai Xiaoya was already so exhausted that she’d fallen asleep.
What use is a Pillow Princess—still, I won.
“Hmph hmph, serves you right for underestimating me. Will you dare to say that again in the future?”
She glanced at Bai Xiaoya’s peaceful sleeping face and suddenly felt her heart flutter.
Her little hands clung tightly to the girl’s big white leg.
The time had come to truly prove herself.
Gawu!
At this moment, she felt like the legendary Dragon Knight—such elegance, rising on the gentle wind, soaring into the sky.
Then… the Dragon Knight collapsed.
The blonde loli lay limply on the snowy mountain and couldn’t get up again, her little head dizzy, as if she saw the already departed Grandma Tai.
No, that’s wrong, I was adopted by the family, so there’s no Grandma Tai…
Zzzz
Dong dong dong.
Why does life slumber?
Dong dong dong.
Why does the sun rise again?
Dong dong dong.
Oh, now I remember—sleep comes from being too angry after someone holds a concert on your body.
The sun was setting, with the afterglow just hitting this side of the window, its light a little dazzling at dusk.
Bai Xiaoya woke up.
The small room was illuminated by twilight, the bedsheets and water cup on the table tinted with an ambiguous light.
She lowered her head.
A little hand was clinging to the snowy mountain, seemingly trying to subdue the General Big White Rabbit, but clearly it was too weak to succeed.
Bai Xiaoya tried to push it away, but.
“Yiya! Don’t squeeze!”
Su Qingyu was startled awake by this tender cry, struggling to lift her little head and staring at Bai Xiaoya in confusion:
“What happened?”
“How should I know,” Bai Xiaoya pouted, “What did you do after holding your concert?”
At this, Su Qingyu remembered—after finishing the concert, she’d seen the sleeping big-chested girl looking defenseless and easy to deal with, so she just… did it.
“Don’t ask so much,”
The blonde loli’s face flushed red, but she was super fierce.
“Just know you were knocked out by me!”
Just say whether I won or not!
Dong dong dong, dong dong dong.
The knocking sound echoed again, proving it wasn’t a dream.
“Who is it?”
Su Qingyu called out, her little voice, having just woken up and still sweet from strawberry juice, sounding a bit muffled, like she was drunk.
“Me.”
Outside the door was Bai Xia.
Bai Xiaoya and Su Qingyu exchanged glances, quickly rustling to put on their clothes.
Su Qingyu pulled up the panties hanging on her ankle, then helped Bai Xiaoya.
“Aya, how do you put on these tie ones?”
Too pure—she had no experience with this.
“…Let me do it myself.”
Bai Xiaoya’s hands moved skillfully, tying the straps into a pretty butterfly knot, then nodded.
“Done.”
Su Qingyu patted her skirt, left the bedroom, walked down the corridor, and opened the house door.
Sure enough, the tall, black-haired girl stood at the entrance, JK uniform neat and pristine, her expression calm.
Then she sniffed the air, catching a familiar scent on Su Qingyu, and became less calm.
A bit angry, a bit helpless.
“I went to the University Division and found you’d both taken leave. Yaya didn’t go home either,”
She said.
“So I guessed you’d be here.”
Su Qingyu felt a bit guilty instinctively, but quickly recovered, puffing out her little chest proudly:
“That’s right, we’re here.”
I’m the one who applied for the leave too!
Bai Xia looked at her with disdain.
How many times has this succeeded now?
Triggering a Task isn’t easy, nor is completing it.
“Bai Xia, you’re here,”
Bai Xiaoya also came to the corridor entrance,
“Um, actually we’re holding a strategy meeting.”
She still wanted to salvage the situation.
Bai Xia was so exasperated by her antics she almost laughed:
“You’re having a strategy meeting without me?”
So, you don’t call me for business, only for trouble?
“Aren’t you here now?”
Bai Xiaoya winked at Su Qingyu,
“Right, Little Su?”
What right—others had already figured it out.
Bai Xia’s face was expressionless as she walked inside.
“Didn’t you say you were having a strategy meeting? Let’s do it, then.”
Since she was here, she might as well join.
She walked to the bedroom door, catching the strong scent of flowers and noticing the messy bed, raising an eyebrow.
“Let’s go to another room.”
Bai Xia entered the adjacent room first, leaving a big-breasted girl and a blonde loli staring at each other in the corridor.
“Little Su, she…”
“It’s fine,”
Su Qingyu put her little hands on her waist,
“She’s just jealous.”
“Is… is that so?”
Bai Xiaoya stood there thinking.
Maybe Su Qingyu was right… no, that couldn’t be. If it was “jealousy,” that would be a big deal—especially for herself.
“Let’s go, Aya. Time for the strategy meeting.”
“…Coming.”
The adjacent room wasn’t large, but it was better than the bedroom.
Bai Xia carried the desk outside with one hand, making the space much more open—plenty of room for three people to sit.
The sun had set.
A bit of moonlight seeped in through the window, blending with the lamplight, shining on the faces of the three girls.
“Tomorrow at 10 a.m., the General Assembly will be held under the Xinglong International Building. That’s the exact time.”