The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 56 You climbed up here on your own initiative, it's not my fault.

Tianyuan Residential Area, Building 6, Room 1702.

Zhang Muchen took a key from Liu Wuyang's red bag and inserted it into the lock. The door opened instantly upon turning it.

A wave of warmth washed over me; the underfloor heating in the room was clearly working very well.

He carefully helped Liu Wuyang into the living room.

The living room lights were off, but some device indicator lights were flashing incessantly, standing out conspicuously in the darkness.

Zhang Muchen was drawn to the light in the living room.

He reached out and fumbled for the switch on the wall. With a soft click, the living room lights suddenly came on.

The warm light instantly illuminated the entire room, and Zhang Muchen's gaze swept over the scene before him.

The coffee table and other tables in the living room are filled with electronic devices. Long data cables are attached to their surfaces, connecting them to several helmet-shaped devices.

The indicator lights on the device are flashing, seemingly processing feedback from different test data.

Zhang Muchen carefully placed Liu Wuyang on the sofa. Fortunately, this sofa was a relatively clean spot in the living room, not occupied by experimental equipment.

He looked around; the living room was somewhat cluttered. Equipment was scattered everywhere, and several empty bottles lay haphazardly on the floor.

Liu Wuyang's lifestyle was clearly not refined, at least not as glamorous as she appeared.

"I want water!"

Liu Wuyang's faint voice broke the silence.

Zhang Muchen took a cup of warm water from the water dispenser and walked over to Liu Wuyang.

He gently held Liu Wuyang's head and brought the water to her lips.

Her rosy lips trembled slightly on the water glass, and her throat rolled as the water slid in.

After a moment, Liu Wuyang continued to sleep.

It seems that drinking water just now was merely a physiological need, rather than a conscious act.

Zhang Muchen put down his water glass, his gaze sweeping over the equipment scattered in the living room, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

But Zhang Muchen wasn't good at these things and couldn't understand them, so he could only sigh helplessly.

"Never mind, let's wait until Sister Yang wakes up and let her explain."

His gaze finally landed in the direction of the bedroom.

We can't let Liu Wuyang sleep on the sofa forever.

He pushed open the bedroom door and fumbled to turn on the light.

In an instant, the lights illuminated the room, and Zhang Muchen was stunned.

He was even more surprised by the state of the bedroom than by the mess in the living room.

Various kinds of stockings and underwear were scattered all over the bed and the floor.

Black stockings, flesh-colored stockings, and thin, sheer stockings.

Different kinds of underwear were piled up on the sheets—purple, white, black.
The messy yet subtly alluring feeling made Zhang Muchen pause slightly.

Various perfume bottles and cosmetics are displayed on the dressing table in the bedroom.

It's obvious that Liu Wuyang really loves stockings and perfume.

But she is genuinely lazy.

Zhang Muchen walked to the bedside and looked down at the scattered and tempting scene.

Why don't you grab a handful and take a good sniff?
Sorry, he's not that perverted.

He simply picked up a pair of underwear and glanced at the size.

Well, although it's not as exaggerated as 36D, this bra is still quite a size.

Zhang Muchen couldn't help but laugh.

It's true that any girl's breasts are bigger than Wang Shishi's.

Zhang Muchen took two steps back and stood at the doorway, taking out her phone to photograph the chaotic and alluring bedroom scene.

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I just found this room interesting.

Just taking a photo.

I'm not a pervert.

Ok.

Zhang Muchen thought to himself.

After putting away her phone, Zhang Muchen planned to tidy up the scattered underwear.

He walked to the wardrobe and gently opened the door.

As soon as it was opened, the clothes inside suddenly fell out with a whoosh, instantly piling up all over the floor.

Zhang Muchen took a few steps back speechlessly, looking at the disaster scene before him.

"Sister Yang, you're so glamorous in public, but you don't do any housework behind the scenes."

Zhang Muchen reluctantly left the room and went to the bedroom next door.

The situation here is relatively better; although it's still a bit messy, at least the beds are tidy.

Zhang Muchen walked to the sofa, wrapped his arms around Liu Wuyang's neck and her smooth, black-stockinged legs, and picked her up in one go. Liu Wuyang's head rested gently against his chest, a trace of saliva at the corner of her mouth, and she occasionally let out a soft moan.

"Hehe, little brother smells so good."

Zhang Muchen stole a glance at her smile, which was surprisingly flirtatious.

"Tsk tsk, Sister Yang must be having some really disgusting dreams right now."

Zhang Muchen raised his eyebrows.

Unfortunately, he couldn't use his phone while holding Liu Wuyang, otherwise he would have definitely recorded her strange laughter.

Zhang Muchen gently placed Liu Wuyang on the bed and gave her a soft pillow to rest her head on.

The sheets were slightly wrinkled and had a faint fragrance.

Zhang Muchen sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at Liu Wuyang as she dreamt sweet dreams.

Her delicate features, accentuated by a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, appeared exceptionally alluring under the light.

Suddenly, an idea popped into Zhang Muchen's mind. He sat down on the ground, took out his phone, and switched to front-facing camera mode.

He then made a "V" sign, and the camera captured a dazed side profile of Liu Wuyang, along with her slightly parted lips.

After taking a few photos, he gently swiped his finger across the screen, admiring the images in his phone's photo album.

Each photo captures Liu Wuyang's soft features and her alluring sleeping face.

Zhang Muchen felt a sense of satisfaction.

Liu Wuyang's private photos +1
I'm not a pervert, I'm just genuinely appreciating it.

Zhang Muchen mentally armored himself.

But as he admired the photos, he suddenly realized something.

Eh?
Isn't this the scene from Japanese adult films where students take photos to commemorate the moment a female Sensei is satisfied?
hiss~
An evil thought welled up in Zhang Muchen's mind.

No, no.

Looking at Liu Wuyang's alluring face, Zhang Muchen quickly turned off the bedroom light.

Drinking too much alcohol can make you impulsive.

It's good that you can't see it.

"Bye, Yang-jie. I won't delete the photos, you get some sleep."

He gently closed the bedroom door and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

Zhang Muchen stood in front of the mirror, touching his face with his fingers. He turned on the tap and splashed water on his face.

There was a bottle of mouthwash on the bathroom shelf. Zhang Muchen picked it up and poured some out to use instead of brushing his teeth.

After doing all this, Zhang Muchen couldn't help but yawn.

Back in the bedroom, a pile of messy clothes came into view.

Zhang Muchen casually stuffed the clothes that had fallen out of the closet back in.

As for the underwear and stockings scattered on the sheets, he simply moved them aside and then, without thinking further, collapsed onto the bed.

The scent on the bed was a mixture of perfume and other warm aromas.

After turning off the lights, Zhang Muchen quickly fell asleep.

midnight.

The sound of a toilet flushing came from the bathroom.

Liu Wuyang walked out of the bathroom in a daze.

My eyelids were heavy, the effects of the alcohol hadn't worn off, and my head felt like it was surrounded by cotton.

She habitually groped her way to her familiar bedroom, pulled back the familiar blankets, and crawled into bed.

There was just one more person in the bed.

Zhang Muchen opened his eyes and turned to look at the woman who had suddenly appeared next to his pillow, exuding a warm fragrance.

How to do?
While I was sleeping, a beautiful woman in black stockings appeared in my bed.

I need help urgently.

Zhang Muchen pondered for a moment.

Want to change rooms?

Should I wake her up?
He pondered for a while longer.

Damn it, only an idiot would do that.

Yang Jie climbed up on her own initiative, so it's not my fault.

Therefore, keep it as it is.

sleep!

Zhang Muchen continued sleeping.

But somehow, my palm brushed against her beautiful leg, which was covered in black stockings.

Was it intentional or accidental?

(End of this chapter)