"Class monitor, have you heard? Two transfer students are coming to our class today."
Yi Mu stood sleepily in front of the mirror in the bathroom and gave a perfunctory "hmm".
He lowered his head to take a sip of water and put the toothbrush in his mouth.
I just transmigrated here last night, and I haven't had a chance to read the script yet.
This is a four-person high school dormitory.
The school is private, so the accommodation is relatively much better.
Not only does it have a separate bathroom, but it also has a fairly large rectangular desk.
While Yi Mu was washing up, her roommates were already having a heated discussion about the future classmates who would be transferring to their class.
"I heard a beautiful girl is transferring here. She's a great student, but she used to live in the countryside and is a bit unsophisticated," said male student A.
Male student B clicked his tongue in disdain.
"No matter how good-looking someone is, if they're plain and lack class, they're definitely not as pretty as our class beauty."
Male classmate C cheekily chimed in: "Of course, our class beauty is so sexy."
Wearing a skirt in this freezing weather, her legs were... oh my god, so white and slender, even prettier than the actresses in those movies.
Male student B pushed up his glasses, glanced at Yi Mu who was bending over to wash his face, and a smug smile appeared on his lips.
"If we're talking about legs that are amazing to play with for years, who can compare to our class monitor? You guys have forgotten what it was like when the freshmen entered school..."
Several students shared a dormitory from their first year of high school to their second year.
Upon hearing B's words, A and C simultaneously recalled the start of their school years.
It was summer then, and AC was an old classmate. The two of them came to school together.
As soon as I pushed open the dormitory door, I was stunned by the scene before me.
The new dormitory is bound to be very dirty, and they are all prepared to come and clean it.
As a result, the dormitory was as clean as a five-star hotel, with bright and clean windows and a few succulent plants on the long table, with a checkered towel laid underneath.
The air smelled of lemon air freshener.
Their class monitor, back when Yi Mu wasn't the class monitor yet, was lying on his bed reading a book.
He had an androgynous, fair face, soft hair that hung limply on his forehead, and long, curled eyelashes, like a porcelain doll.
She has big almond-shaped eyes and lips that are the kind of pink you only see in comics.
A tingling sensation shot up the spines of the two vigorous young men.
Moving the gaze further down, a pair of fair and slender legs were crossed, with curled toes that were tinged with pink.
The future class monitor looked up at them, smiled, her teeth were white, and her smile was as pure as an angel's: "Hello, I'm Yi Mu."
A and C responded with two tubes of blood from their noses in a sorry state.
The memory abruptly ended there. A and C glared at B resentfully, then slung their legs together and walked into the bathroom.
What the hell are we talking about this for so early in the morning? Are you trying to get me all hard? You little devil, class monitor!
B walked over to Yi Mu, handed him a dry towel, and casually stroked the back of his hand with his fingers.
With his eyes closed and his face covered in water droplets, Yi Mu said, "...Thank you."
Dude, your thinking is a bit dangerous.
B. He didn't realize he was taking advantage of someone.
He looked at the soft fur on Yi Mu's head and really wanted to reach out and stroke it, but he only thought about it.
He has a girlfriend, the entertainment committee member of the next class. She is only considered pretty, not even half as beautiful as Yi Mu.
B likes Yi Mu's face and his body.
He knew very well that he wasn't gay; he just liked pretty things.
He thought that one day he would bring Yimu over and try it out.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
