Liang Zhirou asked Lin Miaomiao on WeChat where they changed their clothes, and then quietly led Chen Lu to that empty classroom.

Lin Miaomiao specifically reminded everyone that this was a classroom for professional courses and there were no surveillance cameras installed.

Chen Lu silently followed beside her, and for some reason had the feeling that the two of them were secretly doing something naughty.

The clothes are perfectly legitimate, and the person is perfectly legitimate too!

We arrived at the door.

Liang Zhirou peeked in adorably, looking left and right to make sure no one was there before feeling relieved.

"You...you keep an eye on things at the door," Liang Zhirou whispered to Chen Lu as she entered the classroom and opened the door a crack.

"Don't worry." Chen Lu leaned against the wall and smiled at her.

Liang Zhirou was still a little worried, so she added, "You're not allowed to come in either..."

Chen Lu feigned sudden realization, "I really didn't expect that if you hadn't mentioned it!"

Liang Zhirou immediately closed the door and ignored him.

As it turns out, Liang Zhirou's worries were completely unnecessary. With the weather so hot and May Day approaching, these college students either attend classes or stay in their dorms. They wouldn't come here unless they had something to do.

In such a short time, Chen Lu hadn't seen a single person; the entire corridor was completely empty.

As a result, he waited there listlessly for almost ten minutes, even getting so bored that he started counting the tiles on the wall.

Chen Lu picked up his phone and glanced at the time. He was clearly startled when he saw how much time had passed.

Does it take girls this long to change clothes?

Did she faint inside?

"Liang Zhirou! Are you asleep?" Chen Lu asked with some concern.

"Coming, coming!"

At this moment, the door was finally opened slowly, and Liang Zhirou walked up to Chen Lu with her head down, without saying a word, probably because she was embarrassed.

The girl had long, flowing hair and wore a tight-fitting light blue short-sleeved shirt with a low neckline. The row of buttons, fastened diagonally, were fastened tightly, and she wore a black skirt on her lower body.

It made her already impressive figure even more exaggerated.

Her prominent chest almost completely drew Chen Lu's attention.

Liang Zhirou seemed to notice Chen Lu's gaze, turned her face away, and secretly tugged at her chest with her fingers, murmuring softly, "It's a little tight..."

Chen Lu felt a sudden heat in his nose. Looking at the beautiful girl in front of him, who looked like she had just returned from a film set, he gently brushed aside her long bangs.

The movements were very gentle, as if trying to avoid making the other person uncomfortable.

Sure enough, once is never enough. Liang Zhirou no longer resists Chen Lu's action of brushing her bangs aside. She just squints her eyes, looking like she's at his mercy.

This gave Chen Lu a strange feeling of disorientation. When he stepped forward to help, he hadn't even thought about getting to know this girl.

Even after meeting her gaze that night and discovering her breathtaking beauty, he never imagined that he would grow closer to her.

It was even more unimaginable that this girl was not only beautiful and had a charming and gentle personality, but was also exceptionally kind to him, almost to the point of being completely obedient to him.

It's like discovering a treasure trove.

After regaining his senses, Chen Lu waved his phone in his hand.

Let's take a picture.

He was certain that Liang Zhirou would never wear those clothes again.

It would be a real shame not to record this.

"Huh?" Liang Zhirou was clearly startled, instinctively taking two steps back until her back pressed against the wall. "No, please don't..."

"This is part of the plan."

Chen Lu said very seriously, then put the girl in the phone's photo frame and took a picture carefully.

Unlike most guys who drive their girlfriends crazy with their photos, Chen Lu has some knowledge of photography, at least he won't make people look worse in pictures, and he's the family's personal photographer when they travel.

If Liang Zhirou hadn't been so shy, he was confident that he could have taken even better photos with a different background.

After taking the photos, Chen Lu stopped kneeling, stood up, and stared intently at his phone, secretly marveling that pretty girls don't even need to edit their pictures.

The girl in the photo looked like a frightened fawn, not bothering to pose, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her skirt, looking at the camera with a pitiful expression.

Chen Lu swallowed hard, momentarily lost in thought, and for a moment forgot that there was a real person looking up at him.

"I sent you the photos on WeChat," Chen Lu said with a light laugh.

He now completely understands why so many girls love playing dress-up games like Miracle Nikki.

"Okay, then...can I change out of these clothes?"

"No, you can't."

......

Inside a tiered classroom.

"Yuqing, did you really see Chen Lu playing guitar for another girl a few days ago? Why don't you wait until your next life to tell me about something this big?" Liu Yan asked incredulously, planning to interrogate Jiang Chao about the situation that night.

She had heard Mo Yuqing say long ago that Chen Lu played the guitar very well, but Chen Lu had always kept it a secret, saying that it was Mo Yuqing's exclusive instrument.

So the fact that Chen Lu was willing to play guitar for other girls carries a deeper meaning than it seems...

Chen Lu has a great personality and is handsome, so it's perfectly normal for other girls to like him.

But if he really intends to let go of Mo Yuqing...

If both parties are interested in each other, their relationship will progress at an alarming rate.

Other girls may not be as pretty as Mo Yuqing, but they certainly aren't as silly as this girl.

Mo Yuqing stared blankly at the several girls dancing gracefully in the distance and nodded.

Liu Yan sighed. Although she had always been a nagging, motherly type, she was genuinely fed up with trying to persuade her now.

But what can you do when she's Mo Yuqing's best friend?

"...How do you feel?" Liu Yan asked with a wry smile.

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