"An'an, which one is your facial cleanser?"
"Red...the red one."
After returning to the dorm, Jiang Jingya was washing up in the bathroom.
Her roommates knew she would be staying in 404 and mostly had no objections, even promising to help Yao An cover up the fact that she had someone staying over.
"Your dorm has such a harmonious relationship; I'm a little envious, what should I do?"
"Did...did you have a falling out with your roommates?"
Yao An asked indistinctly from the side.
"No, not really, it's just that there are always one or two people who are really annoying. Usually, if I meet people I don't like, I just don't interact with them, but to be assigned to the same dorm..."
Jiang Jingya wanted to say more, but then she saw Yao An's reflection in the mirror.
She was instantly shocked.
"An'an! What are you doing?!"
"Go...going to the toilet."
"Who on earth taught you to pee standing up?!"
Jiang Jingya didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Yao An was first confused, then realized something was wrong, and sobered up considerably.
She awkwardly turned around, pretending nothing had happened, and quietly sat on the toilet.
"Ye Xuan probably won't be back tonight. When roll call happens later, Xiao Ya, you can answer for her."
The dorm leader, Yang Jiajia, offered a suggestion.
"No problem!"
Jiang Jingya responded with full energy.
Around 10:30 PM, people from the Student Life Department came to inspect the dorms.
Usually, the senior students just went through the motions, called roll, and left, but today, a very serious freshman took over and insisted on confirming that no one was out past curfew before leaving.
"Where is the person in bunk 3?"
"She's in bunk 6. The two of them are very close and are sleeping together tonight."
"Pull back the curtain and let me see your face."
The inspection girl knocked on the bed frame, her tone commanding.
"Didn't she just answer roll call?"
Dorm leader Yang Jiajia was very displeased with this person's arrogant attitude.
There are always some people who, once they gain power, start to act condescending and superior.
Everyone is a freshman; who is nobler than whom?
"I need to confirm if it's really her. What if someone is impersonating her? Hurry up and pull back the curtain, or I'll deduct your life points."
"Are you intentionally looking for trouble?!"
Yang Jiajia, with her fiery temper, didn't tolerate anyone and stood up to argue with her.
Seeing that the conflict was about to escalate, Wu Tong quietly handed over a phone.
"What do you mean?"
The freshman frowned at her.
"The phone of your Student Union Vice President, answer it."
The freshman took the phone with suspicion.
"Dorm 404 doesn't need to be checked anymore."
Upon hearing Yu Huai's distinctive voice on the phone, she immediately dropped her arrogant demeanor and quickly agreed.
After hanging up, the freshman said nothing and turned to leave.
"Pfft, a dog relying on its master's power."
Yang Jiajia, who hated evil like fire, cursed indignantly.
On the upper bunk, Jiang Jingya, hidden under the covers, dared not make a sound after answering "here."
Only after the inspection team left did she dare to speak softly.
"An'an, don't you think that just now felt like you were hiding a mistress at home, and the rightful owner came knocking?"
Upon her mention, Yao An realized that it indeed felt very similar.
"Then wouldn't you become the mistress?"
"Hmm...then I'll reluctantly be your mistress this one time."
Jiang Jingya didn't care at all about her ruined reputation.
After finishing her skincare routine as usual, the two girls lay on the cozy bed, watching a rather uninteresting ancient romance drama and chatting idly.
Because it was a single bed, even though they were slender, lying together was still quite cramped, practically body-to-body.
This feeling was very strange; Yao An felt a bit restless and could only use conversation to distract herself.
"Tomorrow I'm going to Xingyue Media Company, so I need to get up early. Are you coming with me or are you going to sleep in the dorm?"
"Of course, I'm coming with you! But what are you doing at a media company?"
Yao An immediately recounted how her video was posted online and Xingyue invited her to become an online singer.
"Is this company trustworthy?"
Jiang Jingya had obviously heard of these companies' bad reputations and was worried for her best friend.
"I don't know; everything depends on how we communicate tomorrow."
"I'll help you look up this company."
Jiang Jingya immediately started searching for company information on a certain search engine and recited the company's resume based on online entries.
Yao An had also looked up this information herself, and in more detail.
But Little Cake cared about her, and she wouldn't let that care go to waste, so she listened very attentively, occasionally asking questions to express her doubts.
As she searched, Jiang Jingya accidentally clicked on some pop-up ad, and a high-pitched woman's scream suddenly blared from her phone's earpiece.
Her roommates, busy with their own things, heard the sound and couldn't help but look at them strangely.
"Are you two doing something naughty?"
"Shouldn't such things be kept hidden? Why are you playing it so loudly?"
"I feel like we might be affecting their performance here."
Listening to everyone's teasing, Jiang Jingya's cheeks involuntarily began to flush. After muting her phone, she apologized to everyone:
"I'm sorry, I accidentally clicked on a pop-up ad."
"Mm-hmm, we know."
"No need to explain, you two just do your thing. Just pretend we don't exist."
Jiang Jingya bit her lip awkwardly, but she also knew everyone was just joking, so she stopped explaining and started browsing that explicit website.
As a good girl who had been single for 18 years, she was very curious about such things.
"An'an, do you think women really scream that loudly when they do 'that'?"
Yao An felt a bit numb; the atmosphere on the bed was indescribably strange.
"You've come to the right person by asking me."
"You're right, you're still a little virgin, you haven't even kissed a boy, what a waste of that alluring little face."
"As if you've kissed someone."
"Hehe, my face is also a waste."
"That...Xiao Ya."
"Hmm?"
Jiang Jingya looked back at her questioningly.
What Yao An wanted to say seemed hard to utter, and after a moment of hesitation, she finally spoke:
"Do...do you want to try what kissing feels like?"
Jiang Jingya first froze, then began to giggle softly.
"Kiss who? It's just the two of us here. You don't mean kissing you, do you?"
After saying this, she saw her best friend's face turn red.
Even though she had only drunk one bottle of wine and had long since sobered up, Yao An's face was still as red as a ripe peach.
"Ah? You don't really think that, do you?"
Jiang Jingya's face also unconsciously flushed.
Yao An softly hummed in affirmation, offering no further explanation.
"Oh, this kind of thing...but aren't we best friends? ...Never mind, come on."
Yao An's face was full of question marks.
"You...you just agreed?"
"Otherwise? I do want to try what kissing feels like, but I don't want to give it to a boy, so I can only give it to you."
Jiang Jingya grumbled.
"Then I...kissed?"
Jiang Jingya closed her eyes tightly without answering, a blush spreading little by little, gradually covering her entire face.
Yao An no longer hesitated, wrapped her arms around Jiang Jingya's slender waist, lowered her head, and bit her pink lips.
"Mm~"
Jiang Jingya's eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling the soft touch on her lips, and unconsciously raised her hands to wrap around Yao An's neck.
It was their first kiss, and Yao An didn't dare to linger too long, only a brief taste before parting.
Her mind was a bit dull now; she had already forgotten what it felt like in an instant.
Afterward, both girls' chests heaved, and they stared blankly at each other.
"Little fox."
Jiang Jingya called out weakly.
"I'm here."
"Your mouth smells so good, like peaches."
After saying this, Jiang Jingya tightened her hands around Yao An's neck, and the two kissed again.
Red lips intertwined, releasing fragrant dew; silken sleeves entwined, transforming into butterfly wings.
This time, they kissed for an exceptionally long time, from awkwardness to active response, exceptionally passionate.
"An'an...I, I need to pee."
Jiang Jingya was kissed so much that she couldn't help but press her legs together, her voice carrying a hint of pleading, and only then did Yao An reluctantly leave that warm, soft embrace.
Her roommates saw Jiang Jingya hastily get out of bed and go into the bathroom, her sweet face so red it almost dripped water.
They were all a bit confused.
Could these two really have been secretly doing something naughty behind the curtain?