I Don't Want to Be Turned Into the Female Protagonist by the System Chapter 450 : Principal Lin's Phone Call

The next day, as the morning sunlight filtered through the curtains into dorm 1507, the kitchen filled with the clinking of utensils.

Su Qi, dressed in a thick sweatsuit, was busy in the small kitchen of dorm 1507, stirring a pot with a ladle.

Recently, due to her newfound fa, Su Qi had been confined to her ho. Since the "Jade Rabbit" stocks were performing steadily and didn't require much attention, Su Qi decided to use this opportunity to learn cooking and treat her wives.

After all, her wife An Ning had to work, Zijin was managing the Student Union, her little junior was focusing on her studies, and Sister Yun needed to rest well.

Looking at Sister Yun sleeping contentedly on the bed, Su Qi couldn't help but recall the passionate events of the previous night. Rembering her Sister Yun's sweet, lodious cries, Su Qi realized how much stress she must have been holding in daily.

Just then, the rice cooker chid. Su Qi hurried to check on the century egg and lean pork porridge she had learned to make that morning.

Initially, Su Qi had considered preparing so vegetables, but rembering the tomato and egg stir-fry she had made the night before, she decided to stick to the porridge recipe instead.

Thanks to the rice cooker's precise temperature control and the exact seasoning asurents from the recipe book, Su Qi's porridge turned out quite successful.

She ladled so into a white porcelain bowl and brought it to her sleeping wife, Wang Yun. Looking at Sister Yun's serene sleeping face, Su Qi felt a sense of accomplishnt. Previously, it had always been Wang Yun who prepared als for her, but now their roles were reversed.

Placing the hot porridge on the bedside table to cool, Su Qi took a mont to admire her wife Wang Yun. Her smooth, jade-like shoulder peeking out from under the covers no longer bore the faint pink marks from the night before, yet it remained alluringly tempting. The sight of a peacefully sleeping girl, her smooth shoulder exposed and hints of her figure visible through the gaps in the bedding, was truly captivating.

Inhaling the faint orchid scent emanating from her wife, Su Qi couldn't resist gently caressing her exposed arm. Unlike the passionate heat of the previous night, her skin now felt cool and silky to the touch, like the finest silk.

Su Qi's hand glided effortlessly from her shoulder down to her slender fingers. The touch roused Wang Yun, who slowly opened her almond-shaped eyes.

Seeing her awake, Su Qi sweetly said, "Good morning, Sister Yun."

She greeted the still groggy Yun with a big smile.

Wang Yun mumbled a sleepy response to her little husband's greeting. She instinctively glanced at the wall clock, surprised to see it was already 7:38 AM. Given her years-long habit of early morning workouts, she couldn't rember the last ti she had slept in so late. What exactly had she done last night?

As Wang Yun's mind began to clear, she saw her little husband approach with a bowl of porridge, saying, "Sister Yun, let feed you the porridge!"

Wang Yun looked at the offered spoon and instinctively tried to sit up. However, as soon as she moved, she felt an unexpected soreness in her waist, as if it might snap.

At that mont, Wang Yun's mories of the previous night ca flooding back—the changes she experienced after drinking that delicious tea, even begging her little husband towards the end, and the phone recording placed by her pillow.

The stimulating sensation of holding back her voice, which she found unexpectedly addictive, caused her fair face to gradually flush red. She composed herself and asked, "Hubby, who gave you that tea yesterday?"

Had it been the usual Wang Yun in her professional attire asking this question, Su Qi would have been nervous. But seeing her now, hands weakly supporting her waist, face flushed, and voice slightly hoarse from the previous night's cries, Su Qi felt more excited than afraid. After all, she currently had the upper hand.

Moreover, she couldn't reveal the existence of the system or let her wife Wang Yun see the red incense. If she were to drink it herself, wouldn't that spell trouble for her?

After so thought, Su Qi replied, "What tea, Sister Yun? I just wanted to help you relieve so stress. Listen to how much pressure you were under last night."

As she spoke, Su Qi played the recording on her phone. Soon, soul-stirring, enchanting moans filled the air. Hearing her own voice from the phone, Wang Yun felt a mix of embarrassnt and unexpected excitent.

As for the tea brewed with the red incense from the night before, Wang Yun was now certain it had co from her sister. After all, apart from so waist soreness, she felt completely fine and healthy. Wang Yun figured only her sister, who ran a hospital, could have access to such tea.

Listening to her own restrained voice from the phone, Wang Yun suddenly realized that this feeling of Su Qi having leverage over her was... quite thrilling! After so consideration, she asked, "Hubby, can you delete that recording?"

Had Su Qi not been busy preparing breakfast, she would have already deleted it. After all, she had only wanted Wang Yun to experience the sa thrill she had previously given her. Su Qi had no particular desire to share their private monts.

Hearing Wang Yun's request, Su Qi instinctively wanted to nod. However, she was surprised to find Wang Yun tugging at her sleeve, her almond eyes filled with the eager look of soone whose unique preferences had been satisfied.

She continued, "Hubby, what do I have to do for you to delete it?"

Seeing the excitent in her wife's eyes, Su Qi felt a bit lost. Should she follow along with her wife's apparent desire for roleplay? Or should she honestly admit that she had already deleted the recording?

Observing Wang Yun's eager expression, Su Qi decided to play along. After all, this was an opportunity that had presented itself.

However, not having prepared for this scenario, Su Qi wasn't sure what to ask of her wife. She could only say, "Well, that depends on your performance!"

Hearing Su Qi's words, Wang Yun's whole body seed to tremble and curl up. But contrary to her physical reaction, her almond eyes showed no fear—only excitent.

Watching her wife Wang Yun panting with excitent, Su Qi found herself in a predicant. Previously, her preference had been for secretive encounters. Su Qi had thought that once their relationship beca known to her other wives, this preference would disappear.

Who would have guessed that her wife Wang Yun would imdiately develop a new kink—the thrill of being compromised?

As an H-ga writer well-versed in literature, Su Qi was familiar with how to indulge this preference. In an instant, scenes from at least ten ani series flashed through her mind—various scenarios of coercion, pink sches, and secret diaries.

But Su Qi quickly shook these thoughts away. She wasn't that kind of person. Even if her wife Wang Yun had unusual tastes, she couldn't let herself be led astray.

Looking at her excited wife Wang Yun, Su Qi felt at a loss. What kind of request should she make?

Fortunately, a phone call ca in at that mont, alleviating her dilemma.

Su Qi glanced at the screen and saw it was Principal Lin calling. She was puzzled—had her recent absence from school caught the principal's attention? But hadn't Principal Lin said just a few days ago that she could attend fewer classes?

Lost in thought, Su Qi absent-mindedly sat back on the bed and answered the call.

However, in doing so, Su Qi overlooked a crucial detail—her wife Wang Yun, with her unique preferences, was still on the bed...