I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

“No one’s threatening me. I’m just returning some money.”

I explained to Ai Mi and I also told her some general information on the class leader and Shu Zhe.

“It’s still suspicious.”

Ai Mi posed like a detective and followed me around while monitoring the class leader and her brother.

The first thing the class leader did after buying the shoes was to get as far away from the incorrect tile as possible.

“I’m never coming back to this mall again.” The class leader said, “If they even make these basic mistakes, there might even be problems with the blueprints and foundation. This place could immediately collapse once an earthquake hits.”

“Class leader, don’t scare me.” Xiong YaoYue said anxiously, “I come here almost every week, it would be really unlucky for me to be buried in an earthquake.”

“... if I was buried, you have to come and save me. Don’t forget to bring me a cold coca-cola.”

Xiong YaoYue said and then began to laugh out loud. She said the words of the famous ‘Coke Boy‘ from the Sichuan earthquake and probably thought she was funny.

Other than Ai Mi who began to recollect about the taste of coke, none of us laughed, but Xiong YaoYue kept laughing loudly without any regard for the people around her. contemporary romance

It’s embarrassing how easily she laughs... or should I say brave?

After the chance encounter with the class leader, Xiong YaoYue completely forgot about the fact Ai Mi was going to buy her underwear. When Ai Mi didn’t let the class leader pat her head, the thick-skinned Xiong YaoYue went over to be patted by the class leader.

“Sob sob ~~~ class leader, the sports underwear I was drying on my balcony was stolen, you should comfort me.” Xiong YaoYue was fake crying with exaggerated movements.

“I thought you can’t expose sportswear to strong sunlight.” The class leader was expressionless, “Wouldn’t the wire change shape if you left it on the balcony on such a hot day?”

“Ah, right.” Xiong YaoYue came to a realization but she began to wipe her fake tears again, “Even if that’s the case, I don’t think the panty thief came to help put away my clothes. I’m so unlucky, sob sob sob~~~”

The class leader felt she was pitiful for faking her tears, so she could only helplessly pat her head, “There, there, don’t cry. Just be more careful in the future.”

Xiong YaoYue raised her head all of a sudden and it pushed back the class leader’s hand.

“Right, class leader, I remember your underwear was also stolen once. If I think about the thief using our underwear to jack off, I just want to tear him apart.”

The class leader had a slightly red face, “Don’t say that in front of everyone...”

Xiong YaoYue was full of righteous indignation, but I wanted to tell her: The panty thief wasn’t the one who stole the class leader’s underwear. Shu Zhe was the one who stole it and he even tried to sell it to me, it’s a shame the class leader is still in the dark.

“Winnie, Winnie.” Ai Mi beckoned Xiong YaoYue while hiding behind me and Xiong YaoYue quickly cane over in response.

“Miss Ai Mi, what are your orders?” Xiong YaoYue acted as if she was a captain of the Schutzstaffel and did a salute.

“Don’t get too close to that person, it’s dangerous...”

“Huh, who?”

“Katyusha... the one you guys call class leader. She might kill all of us.”

“No way.” Xiong YaoYue laughed, “Even though the class leader keeps a gun hidden at home, she would never point it at us.”

“So she does have a gun?” Ai Mi’s complexion worsened, “I also never thought Vasya would point a gun at us before he killed the bodyguards.”

“Who’s Vasya? Is it a character from a TV show?”

The group underwent pointless chatter as we wandered aimlessly towards the washroom.

“I have to use the washroom.” Ai Mi, who drank a lot of coke, said, “Winnie, come with me.”

“Alright.” Xiong YaoYue cleared the path in front of them and escorted Ai Mi inside the washroom.

I thought it would be advantageous for Ai Mi’s security to have Xiong YaoYue as a new subordinate, at least she can act as a guard in the female’s washroom in my stead.

Shu Zhe also entered the men’s washroom with an embarrassed expression. It probably wasn’t to urinate, but to adjust his underwear because it was straddling him too tightly.

The class leader and I were the only ones left standing outside. She was holding a shopping bag with her running shoes while I leaned against the wall. It seems we didn’t really have a topic we could talk about.

“Xiao Qin... are her knees better?”

The class leader hesitated before she asked a question.

“I don’t know.” I replied, “I haven’t seen her for a few days.”

A faint sense of relief was shown on the class leader’s face, but it soon disappeared behind the aloof expression of the top student.

No, instead of aloof, it would be more accurate to say self-disciplined.

At this point, Shu Zhe came out of the washroom with a dark expression.

“Bro Ye Lin.” He walked in front of me and said quietly, “Come with me for a sec.”

The class leader seemed to be concerned, but Shu Zhe made an appearance as if to say he had something to discuss with me between men. He led me to a bench near some railings and made sure his sister didn’t follow us.

Shu Zhe reckoned my body could block his sister’s field of view, then he carefully took something out of his pockets.

Isn’t this the sexy white rose underwear? Why did you take it off? Even though it’s already been 72 hours, it’s not the right time to worry about how long it has been worn! If the class leader found out, then Ai Mi’s prediction would become true!

Also, don’t hand it to me. Didn’t I already tell you to keep it in a Ziploc bag, I don’t want to touch your worn panties.

“Bro Ye Lin, the straps...”

This was when I realized that one of the straps had ripped.

Shu Zhe seems to be scared because he damaged the merchandise.

“It wasn’t on purpose. I just wanted to adjust, then it snapped, would I have to repay it?”

He looked at me tearfully.

Why are you trying to act cute? Do you always beg for forgiveness every time you make a mistake, why can’t you take responsibility like a man?

But, I guess there’s no reason to use a man’s criteria as judgment for a person who wears women’s underwear.

Right when I was worrying about how to handle the underwear, Xiong YaoYue ran over like a whirlwind.

She separated the two of us and asked with a smile:

“Ha, what are you guys doing so secretively?”

Shu Zhe’s hand trembled and he was scared, so he threw the underwear off the railings.

Thus the sexy white rose underwear floated like a butterfly and fell towards the central lobby, on top of a man’s head.

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