Li Xinglan came back to the dorm about a quarter hour late. She glanced around. She looked like she had something to say, then held back.

“Uh, Lanlan, do you need something?” Jiang Xuehan gave pretty girls extra care.

“Mm… I want to go to the boys’ dorm. Going alone feels weird. Can any of you come with me?”

Xia Ziying kept her headphones on and pretended not to hear. Wen Jiaqi wasn’t wearing any, and still acted deaf.

People say pretty girls get iced out by other girls. Looks like it’s true.

Though Jiang Xuehan had a moe-girl body, inside she was still a guy. A beauty asking for help? Of course she couldn’t refuse. “I’m free. I’ll go with you.”

On the way, Li Xinglan gave a brief rundown. She was collecting the boys’ contact info. As class monitor, she needed to send notices fast.

Boys couldn’t enter the girls’ dorm most days. But girls could enter the boys’ dorm during daylight, if they registered at the lobby with a student ID.

Jiang Xuehan had been a day student from primary school until she dropped out. She’d never lived in a dorm. Now, by a twist of fate, she was in a girls’ dorm. The legendary boys’ dorm had her very curious.

It was hot. Boys kept coming and going in tank tops and baggy shorts. Their eyes locked on Li Xinglan like they’d just seen a goddess.

Some of the flat-chest tribe drooled over Jiang Xuehan’s chest, puffed like little soup dumplings. It made her shiver a little.

According to the homeroom teacher, the class had eighteen boys. They lived in Dorm 12, rooms 408 to 413. Li Xinglan headed first to 408 and knocked. A fat boy, wearing only big shorts and otherwise naked, opened up. He saw two moe girls at the door, yelped, and slammed it shut.

About two minutes later, the door opened again. The four boys inside were suddenly neat and proper. Hair tidy. Only suits and ties were missing. They were like different people.

Li Xinglan walked straight in without ceremony. Her tone was chilly. “I’ve made a group. Report your numbers. I’ll add you. Leave a phone number too. If you miss the group message, I can reach you.”

All four nodded fast, like pecking chicks. They rushed to recite their QQ and phone numbers. Job done, Li Xinglan didn’t linger. She left with Jiang Xuehan. A faint scent trailed after them, leaving the four creeps sniffing in bliss for a long while.

The other dorms went much the same. Jiang Xuehan wasn’t really helping. She was basically a little tagalong.

Still, one thing surprised her. A girl as forceful as Li Xinglan felt awkward coming to the boys’ dorm alone. Maybe a little girl lived inside her too.

Room 413 housed two boys from their class and two from another. Li Xinglan went in and repeated the script with a straight face. The boys from their class obeyed. A tall guy from the neighboring class lit up and stepped in close. “You’re Class 3’s freshly elected beauty monitor? Damn, you’re fine.”

Li Xinglan treated him like air.

His face fell when she moved to leave. He blocked the door, grinning. “Don’t be so cold, babe. I mean no harm. Just want your contact. Let’s grab food, be friends.”

Li Xinglan lifted her chin. Her face was frosted. “Move.”

He was handsome enough, and built. He probably didn’t get shot down like this often. His pride took a hit. “Hey, don’t be so spicy. I’m the master of the Shadow style, with countless ninja flunkies. Follow me and you won’t lose out. If you won’t swap numbers, I’m not moving!”

The door was narrow, and a big guy blocked it. Nobody was getting in or out.

Li Xinglan’s pretty face held ice. Her voice grew even colder. “Get lost.”

“Oh? Now you’re cursing? I’m not moving. What can you do?”

The other three stayed sane and tried to talk him down. “Zhang Yuan, she doesn’t want to deal with you. Stop being a jerk.”

But Zhang Yuan seemed off. He still didn’t step aside. His eyes went red. He grabbed Li Xinglan’s slender wrist. “Don’t be difficult. I’m getting your contact today. Or you’re not leaving!”

Proud as she was, Li Xinglan couldn’t tolerate that. A cold gleam flashed in her eyes. She flicked her leg up and kicked his crotch hard.

“Aaaagh!” Zhang Yuan screamed, bent over, clutching himself, eyes bloodshot. “You bitch actually kicked me? You f***ing looking for death?”

Enraged, he swung his arm for a slap. The other three couldn’t stop him in time. Next second, a burning red handprint would bloom on Li Xinglan’s pale cheek.

Smack!

His furious slap did land, but not on Li Xinglan’s face. It hit the slender forearm of the small girl beside her.

Jiang Xuehan had sharp eyes. She saw it the moment his hand lifted.

She couldn’t push Li Xinglan aside in time, so she used her own arm to block. A bright red mark flared on her porcelain-white forearm. The sting was so sharp her eyes almost welled.