Tina sat gracefully, her face slightly flushed from the alcohol. She opened a can herself, took a sip, and sighed. "Ryan, there’s nothing between and Kaiden. He’s been chasing , but I’ve never agreed."
Lyla opened a can for herself and teased, "But you never agreed when Ryan was chasing you either."
"Tina, our relationship is practically lesbian-level close. I know exactly what you’re thinking!"
"For the past three years, you’ve avoided relationships, following that golden rule: ’If you date, you only get one gift per holiday or birthday. But if you keep a harem of simps, you get gifts from all of them.’"
"By keeping them at arm’s length, they’ll keep spending money on you. Honestly, your strategy is sothing to admire."
"So what?" Tina, now that the truth was out, gritted her teeth and said, "They were willing to do it. I never lied to anyone. I always said I didn’t want to date."
It was true—she had said that. Ryan couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
Lyla rolled her eyes. "Honestly, that’s pretty hurtful. It makes Ryan and the others seem so... pathetic."
Tina then pulled out her phone and showed it to Ryan. "Ryan, look. I’ve blocked all my suitors. I won’t talk to any of them from now on."
Seeing Ryan’s hesitant expression, Tina put on a pitiful look. "Ryan, you chased for three years. I can chase you for three years too. Give a chance, okay?"
"Oh, so you’re willing to join us now?" Lyla said, surprised.
"If Ryan gives a chance, I don’t care how many won he has outside," Tina said resolutely. "Lyla, let’s be honest. Ryan’s rich, and there’ll be plenty of won throwing themselves at him. If I didn’t have the ntal preparation for that, do you think I’d even be here?"
"And don’t mock . I’m not planning to turn against you. After all, Yana’s the outsider here. She’s only known Ryan for a few days."
Tina spoke gently, "Lyla, after three years of friendship, are you really going to ignore that?"
"I haven’t said a single bad word about you, and I’m not trying to push you away. So there’s no need for you to treat like this."
Tina went straight for the alliance, and her reasoning was solid. In terms of relationships, if they were to share Ryan, she and Lyla should be on the sa side. Yana was the real outsider.
Tina, for once, lowered her pride, which made Lyla feel a bit awkward. "Tina, I get what you’re saying, but it’s a bit early for this."
"Ryan hasn’t even agreed yet, and you’re already trying to team up with to exclude Yana. That doesn’t seem right."
Tina’s eyes widened at this. She knew her best friend was a bit of a green tea bitch, and logically, she should be pragmatic and consider the pros and cons.
But even after she had laid it all out, Lyla’s first concern was still Ryan’s feelings. Was she really that brainwashed?
You’re here for the money, and you’re willing to share a man like this. What’s with all this lovey-dovey nonsense?
Just as Tina was feeling lost, voices ca from around the corner of the stairs:
"Honey, don’t be like this. It’s because you’re so irresistible that I couldn’t help it."
"You jerk, you always say you’re ready, and then you’re done in less than a minute…"
"You got all worked up, and then you’re done in a flash. What am I, a fleshlight?"
"Good thing you didn’t finish inside… If you had, I’d never let you hear the end of it."
The bickering between the man and woman woke Ryan up. Instinctively, he grabbed the bag of beer and exchanged a look with the girls.
They weren’t intentionally eavesdropping, but they all tiptoed up the stairs and crouched at the corner between the first and second floors.
They exchanged confused glances, wondering why they were hiding like thieves when they hadn’t done anything wrong.
But it was a completely subconscious move. Once they were hidden, they all peeked down the stairs.
In the corner they hadn’t noticed before, near the first-floor bathroom, a man and woman erged, clearly adjusting their clothes. Any adult could tell what had just happened.
The woman wore a long dress, her hair flowing, making it hard to see her face clearly. "You should really get that foreskin trimd…"
The man, in casual clothes, followed behind her, apologizing profusely.
"Jia, it’s just that you’re so beautiful I couldn’t control myself. Don’t be mad, okay?"
"Every ti, just as I’m getting into it, you’re done. How can I not be mad?" The girl nad Jia snapped.
"You only care about your own pleasure. You never think about how I feel."
The man suddenly pulled her into a hug and whispered, "My sweet Jia, I’ll make sure you feel good too. Be good… oh!"
He started groping her and kissing her passionately. The girl, clearly still unsatisfied, let out a seductive moan. "You jerk, your tongue’s going to fall off."
"Hehe, I’d die happy then."
Amidst the couple’s lewd laughter, the girl carefully leaned against a pillar, arching her back. It was the perfect position for standing doggy style.
But instead, the man lifted her skirt, pulled her panties halfway down, and started licking her from behind, clearly giving her oral pleasure.
The girl moaned in pleasure, biting her lower lip as she trembled with enjoynt.
College students are at the peak of their hormonal surges, and such scenes aren’t uncommon in hidden corners of the campus. If you’re observant or have a voyeuristic streak, this kind of thing is almost expected.
The boy’s enthusiastic licking and the girl’s muffled moans created a highly erotic scene.
The three of them held their breath, watching as the boy’s head disappeared under the girl’s skirt, imagining the steamy details.
But from their distance, they could only make out the general idea, not the specifics. After the initial thrill, there wasn’t much else to see.
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