Chapter 64: You Saw Everything

  “Alright, Sister Qi, I’ll take off what I’m wearing and give it to you.” Xu Danlu deliberately climbed onto the bed, making noises as if she were undressing.

  “But Sister Qi, if I take my clothes off, I can’t run out. I’ll have Zhang Yang bring the pajamas to you.”

  “Mm, alri—wait, no!” Gao Qi realized what she’d just said and stomped her foot furiously. “No way! He’s not coming in here!”

  She looked down at her completely naked, voluptuous body. Just the thought of him seeing her made her feel she’d lose big time—no way in hell she was letting that happen.

  But hearing that, Xu Danlu started acting spoiled. “Then… there’s no way for me to give you the pajamas, Sister Qi. You’ll have to come get them yourself.”

  As she spoke, she even made a funny face at Zhang Yang.

  Zhang Yang rubbed his forehead and threw himself onto the sofa. Both women were nuts. He figured the safest thing to do was hide.

  After bickering for quite a while, Gao Qi finally gave in. Wrapping herself in Zhang Yang’s bathrobe, she dashed out.

  “Zhang Yang, get in there!” She used one hand to cover her chest and shoved Zhang Yang into the bathroom with the other.

  Then she quickly locked the door from the outside. “Don’t come out! If you dare step out, I’ll—I'll make sure you regret it!”

  The bathroom still carried the faint fragrance of a woman fresh from the shower. Thinking of Gao Qi’s flustered expression, Zhang Yang couldn’t help but smile faintly. As expected, that woman talked tough but didn’t have the guts to show even a bit of skin.

  After a moment, he said through the frosted glass door, “Alright, if you don’t call me, I won’t come out.”

  “Swear it!” Clearly, Gao Qi didn’t trust him one bit.

  Zhang Yang sighed helplessly. “Alright, alright, I swear—if I step out without your permission, I’ll… I’ll…”

  What the hell should I say? he thought. What if I can’t resist sneaking a peek at her big boobs? The vow couldn’t be too harsh.

  But before he could think further, Gao Qi added for him.

  “You’ll lose your dick, and Lulu will have her period every week—seven days each time!”

  “Damn, that’s brutal!” Zhang Yang rolled his eyes. He could clearly hear Xu Danlu grumbling in protest nearby, stomping her foot in annoyance. This woman had pissed off everyone.

  “Hurry up and swear!” Gao Qi pounded the glass. “Or I’ll tell everyone at school you’re hiding women here, see how you like that!”

  Shit! Zhang Yang froze. That threat didn’t scare him much—but if Lulu found out, that’d be a problem. He didn’t think Gao Qi would really do it… but with how crazy she was, who knew?

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  So he gave in…

  After he swore, Gao Qi seemed relieved and left to bother Xu Danlu, leaving Zhang Yang stuck in the bathroom, bored out of his mind.

  Might as well take a shower. Zhang Yang lifted his shirt, took off his pants, and was about to hang them up when he noticed Gao Qi’s clothes still inside. Nothing strange about that—he’d seen her black uniform before—but that pink lace bra and panties on the counter…

  Xu Danlu always washed her underwear right after showering, so Zhang Yang had never really seen a woman’s lingerie before. But today, he was staring straight at the most blood-boiling sight imaginable—pink lace. And worse, that underwear had just been hugging Gao Qi’s big-breasted body—it might still be warm.

  Damn, this woman’s pretty pervy herself. Closet freak.

  Still, leaving her underwear lying around after showering—too much! And on the sink, no less.

  Frowning, Zhang Yang hung up his clothes, then carefully pinched a corner of her pink panties between his thumb and forefinger, intending to move them aside.

  Don’t look, don’t look, he told himself. I’m a decent man, a promising young man. But who was he kidding—no one was watching. Not looking would be a waste.

  He turned his head and glanced—and instantly got hard.

  The most crucial spot on those pink panties… was damp. And that was definitely not water. What the hell—had she just been… doing that?

  Damn, Senior Sister Gao, that’s savage—a total killer move.

  Just as he was about to study further, the bathroom door suddenly flew open. Gao Qi burst in like a madwoman.

  And there she saw Zhang Yang standing there in nothing but his boxers, holding her panties… seemingly sniffing them.

  But that wasn’t the worst part—his thing was standing tall, clearly visible even through the fabric, practically taunting her.

  “Pervert! You damn pervert!” Dressed in only a thin nightgown, Gao Qi lunged at him, snatched the panties from his hand, and began punching and kicking furiously.

  “Pervert! Bastard! Horny freak!”

  Zhang Yang was speechless. Damn, she saw everything, and somehow he’s the one at fault? But angry women were untouchable—especially beautiful ones. He grabbed his pants and bolted like a beaten dog.

  Thankfully, Gao Qi didn’t chase him. But to his shock, she started crying inside the bathroom. Crying! Was it really that bad? Damn!

  Xu Danlu hurried in to comfort her. The two women whispered for a while, and soon the crying stopped. In less than five minutes, they came out hand in hand like best friends.

  Zhang Yang was dumbfounded. Lulu was amazing—must’ve been a PR expert in a past life.

  Gao Qi shot him a glare like a mob boss. “Zhang Yang, what are you going to do about this?”

  Zhang Yang was speechless. You saw me half-naked, and you’re asking what I’m going to do? What, should I apply ointment for you—or take responsibility with my body?

  “So, Yangzi,” Xu Danlu said teasingly, glancing at him. “Sister Qi says she’ll only forgive you if…” She paused deliberately.

  “If what?” Zhang Yang asked helplessly. Damn, I’m the victim here—why do I have to take responsibility for being seen?

  “If you treat us to a big dinner. Right now.” Xu Danlu said smugly.

  “That’s all? I thought she wanted me to marry her.” Zhang Yang stretched in relief. “No problem, but let me shower first.”

  That set Gao Qi off again. “What’s that supposed to mean? So I’m not good enough for you? What do you mean ‘I thought you wanted me to marry you’? I’ll cut your dick off, you bastard!”

  “Damn, I’ll get dressed!” Zhang Yang didn’t dare push her any further.

  After his shower, Gao Qi changed into one of Lulu’s outfits—but while both women were around 1.7 meters tall, their bust sizes were clearly different. Lulu’s clothes were a size too small for Gao Qi’s chest. By Zhang Yang’s estimate, Gao Qi had to be at least a 34E, while Lulu was about a 34C.

  Seeing her uncomfortable expression, Zhang Yang fought to hold back a laugh. In the end, Gao Qi went back to her office to change before the three of them finally left the hotel together.

  Gao Qi owned a Chevrolet but didn’t drive it—they took a cab straight to the Prince Hotel.

  Then came the painful part—Gao Qi went wild, ordering like crazy in the five-star restaurant, even asking for a bottle of red wine worth at least three thousand yuan.

  When the bill came, Zhang Yang looked at the two tipsy women and nearly cried. The meal cost nearly six thousand yuan. Damn it—that’s a lifetime supply of tampons!

  Enough to last you your whole damn period life, damn!

  Back at the hotel, the drunken chaos began. Zhang Yang knew both women could handle their alcohol, especially Xu Danlu—she could drink him under the table. After just one bottle, they were far from drunk.

  They were just more talkative. Gao Qi said she didn’t want to sleep and decided to play cards. She grabbed a deck, and the three started playing Landlord—whoever had the most cards left lost.

  After a few rounds, Gao Qi’s luck was ridiculously good—she won at least eight out of ten games. Smirking at Zhang Yang, she snapped her fingers and said, “This is boring. Let’s make it spicier.”

  The ever-curious Xu Danlu perked up. “Spicier how?”

  “Loser has to bark like a dog.”

  “That’s not spicy.” Xu Danlu wrinkled her nose, tossing her cards aside. “Might as well go to bed.”

  “Wait!” Gao Qi panicked, grabbing her hand. “Then you tell me—how should we play?”

  “How?” Xu Danlu’s eyes glinted mischievously. “Lose five rounds, take off one piece of clothing. Deal?”

  “Take off clothes?” Gao Qi must’ve been crazy—or just overly confident in her luck. After a wicked laugh, she said, “Fine! Strip poker it is! Tonight, I’m stripping your Yangzi bare and spanking his ass!”

  Zhang Yang groaned. “Come on, I didn’t even agree yet!” Tonight, Gao Qi had won eight rounds, and Xu Danlu the other two. Strip poker? He was screwed.

  This was suicide.

  The two women ignored him completely, shuffled the deck, and said in unison, “Start!”