Heartthrob, Your Image is Crumbling!

Chapter 249: It Seems Like Two People, But It Is Actually Five

"Mmh... Hub, Hubby, don't, don't kiss there..."Zheng Yanyan's intermittent voice drifted out from the Room.

Su Qing and Lu Lin both maintained perfectly serious expressions, with Su Qing looking as though she was deeply engrossed in the movie.

Lu Lin appeared even more casual. They had bought some snacks while out earlier, and now she had torn open a bag of Bugles, placing them on her fingers and eating them one by one.

They really did have a satisfying crunch to them.

Only Shen Yu had a slight blush on her small face. The movie "Child's Play" was actually quite terrifying; in the past, she would have been scared half to death by it.

But right now, she could not focus on it at all.

Just listening to the words Zheng Yanyan was saying in the Room was enough to make her mind conjure up vivid images against her will.

'Kissing there?'

'Kissing where exactly?'

'The armpits?'

'No, wait, are these other two girls not curious at all?'

Shen Yu glanced left and right, only to see Su Qing staring fixedly at the television screen, her teeth grinding together audibly.

Well, that was understandable. As the ex-girlfriend, Su Qing was probably suffering far more than she was. Lu Lin, on the other hand, was truly unbothered; she did not care about this at all.

She also did not believe that Zhou Yuwen would actually kiss Zheng Yanyan in that place.

However, Lu Lin guessed that Zhou Yuwen would kiss her lower abdomen, just a little above her thighs.

Because Zhou Yuwen had done exactly that to her before.

"Um, I am going to turn the volume up a bit," Shen Yu finally caved. She had figured it out; both Su Qing and Lu Lin had been in relationships before. She was the only innocent one in the entire Dormitory, so it was no wonder she felt so shy.

She could not compare herself to them; she needed to block this out.

Saying that, she cranked the movie's volume up to the maximum.

"Rumble!" Thunder crashed from the television speakers.

The villain on screen screamed into the dark night, "Somebody help me!"

Inside the Room, Zheng Yanyan, who was pinned beneath Zhou Yuwen and eagerly leaning into her wanton act, was startled by the sudden loud noise. "Is it thundering?"

"No, they are just watching a movie."

Zhou Yuwen explained.

Zheng Yanyan felt a bit annoyed and grumbled, "Are they crazy? Watching a movie this late at night and turning the volume up so... Ah..."

Since Zheng Yanyan had been putting on such a performance over there for so long, Zhou Yuwen naturally had to teach her a little lesson.

His main strategy was the element of surprise.

"It is starting," Lu Lin mumbled around a mouthful of Bugles.

"You heard that?" Su Qing asked. In truth, she had been keeping her ears pricked the entire time.

Lu Lin let out a confused "Huh?"

She then clarified, "No, I meant the movie is starting. The bad guy is about to transfer his consciousness into this doll."

"Have you seen this before?" Shen Yu could not help but ask curiously.

"Yeah, I watched it on my phone back in high school. What did you say you heard just now?" Lu Lin first answered Shen Yu's question before turning to look at Su Qing with an expression of pure curiosity.

Su Qing dismissed it, saying it was nothing.

Just then, during a quiet lull in the movie's audio, another soft "Mmh—" drifted out from Zheng Yanyan in the Room. Lu Lin finally let out a realization, saying, "Oh, you meant they are starting too."

Su Qing's face flushed slightly as she retorted, "You clearly heard it the whole time, did you not?"

"No, I only just heard it," Lu Lin denied smoothly.

"I mean, really, you guys could at least consider my feelings!" Shen Yu finally snapped, her face beet red. They were speaking perfectly plain Mandarin, so why were their conversations so incredibly hard for her to follow?

"I can understand Linlin acting like this, but Qingqing, did you not say you had never done that sort of thing before? Why are you so familiar with all of this?" Shen Yu demanded indignantly.

Su Qing's cheeks grew even redder. "So annoying. Just because someone says it never happened means it never happened? I will have you know I am Zhou Yuwen's first love."

Shen Yu's gossipy side immediately flared to life. "So you mean to say, you two have done it?"

"Stop being so annoying, do not ask," Su Qing replied, putting on a bashful, embarrassed front.

Hearing this, a thick wave of disappointment swelled up in Lu Lin's heart.

She remembered when Zhou Yuwen had slept with her for the first time; he had held her in his arms and murmured, "Baby, you are my first woman in this life. I like you so much."

'So, was he just lying to me?'

Lu Lin felt utterly foolish. She had practically thrown herself at Zhou Yuwen for free, after all.

Yet, in the end, she was still vainly hoping that Zhou Yuwen would actually love her.

Although the movie volume had been turned all the way up, the current scene on screen was playing out in tense silence.

As a result, the rhythmic sounds wafting out of the guest Room rose and fell clearly.

To Shen Yu, this was absolute torture, because she could not stop herself from fantasizing about exactly what was happening in there.

It was equally torturous for Su Qing, as she simply could not bear the image of her Hubby lying on top of another woman.

She could only envision Zhou Yuwen lying on top of her instead.

Under these thoughts, her breathing began to grow heavy and erratic.

Only Lu Lin remained perfectly calm. She continued eating her snacks and watching the movie as if nothing was amiss, the flickering light from the screen reflecting softly in her pitch-black eyes.

She comforted herself with the thought that it was already good enough that Zhou Yuwen was willing to whisper sweet nothings to her.

She should not overthink things.

Meanwhile, Shen Yu finally could not take it anymore and asked Su Qing, "How long does Zhou Yuwen usually take?"

"Ten... to twenty minutes, I guess." Su Qing actually had no idea how long Zhou Yuwen currently lasted; she only knew his stamina from their past life. However, what she did not know was that the present Zhou Yuwen was vastly different from before.

Lu Lin, who had been quietly wallowing in her own sorrow, froze upon hearing this. She snapped her head around to stare at Su Qing.

Her sudden movement startled Su Qing. "Why are you suddenly looking at me like that?"

At that moment, an inexplicable surge of sweetness welled up in Lu Lin's chest.

Looking at Su Qing, Lu Lin's expression became rather complex—a mix of joy, relief, and a hint of smug pride. "Did you really give yourself to Zhou Yuwen back in high school? Somehow, I do not believe that."

Logically speaking, Lu Lin should not have said such a thing, but she simply could not hold back.

It was not just the pleasant surprise following her earlier disappointment.

It was also the triumphant validation of her lover's sweet words.

She knew Zhou Yuwen was a Scummy Man, but to her shock, he actually had not lied to her.

She truly was his first woman in this life.

What could possibly be more worthy of celebration than that?

Confronted by Lu Lin's question, Su Qing instantly felt a twinge of guilt. "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh, nothing. I just think that since Zhou Yuwen is in such good shape, he should definitely last longer than just ten or so minutes." Realizing she had misspoken, Lu Lin quickly tried to backtrack.

'Lu Lin actually dared to question her?'

'The nerve! This little girl really does not know the immensity of heaven and earth. Have you even experienced this sort of thing before?'

'Over ten minutes is already considered pretty good!'

"Then tell me, how long should it take?" Su Qing challenged.

Lu Lin was in an excellent mood now. With a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips, she replied, "How should I know?"

"Then why are you spouting nonsense if you do not know?"

"But I just feel like, with how fit Zhou Yuwen is, he should last at least thirty minutes, right?" Lu Lin countered.

"Heh. Lu Lin, could it be that you have never actually done anything with your Boyfriend before?" Su Qing immediately felt a rush of superiority. At first, she had even suspected that there was something going on between Zhou Yuwen and Lu Lin.

But hearing Lu Lin say things like this completely erased Su Qing's suspicions.

And yet, Lu Lin casually replied, "My Boyfriend lasts over thirty minutes!" "Oh, please!" Su Qing scoffed in disbelief.

"Ahem, could we please show a little restraint?" Shen Yu coughed awkwardly.

Su Qing insisted that Lu Lin was just bragging.

"I saw you going out to the internet cafe every day, and I thought you were sneaking off to see your Boyfriend. Turns out you were actually just surfing the web all this time." It was quite laughable, really; despite having the mental age of a thirty-year-old, Su Qing still felt the petty urge to show off about something like this.

This was mainly because Lu Lin always acted far too mature in the Dormitory.

Su Qing was likely feeling a bit resentful and competitive toward her.

Lu Lin stubbornly maintained, "My Boyfriend really does last for over thirty minutes."

"Give it a rest. You have clearly never experienced it before. Let me tell you, it hurts a lot."

"Well, what else can you do? You just have to endure it a bit."

Shen Yu truly could not tolerate their conversation any longer. She simply grabbed some tissues and stuffed them into her ears. The world was far too malicious toward her, and she did not want to hear a single word more. Thus, she cranked the TV volume up to the absolute maximum.

But then again.

'Just what kind of standard is thirty minutes anyway?'

It was truly strange; she had clearly managed to block out the sounds coming from the Room.

But why...

Why were the vivid images still playing out in her mind?

She could even perfectly picture Zheng Yanyan kneeling on the bed, wearing nothing but those White Camisole Stockings.

While Zhou Yuwen positioned himself right behind her.

Why was this happening? She was clearly watching a horror movie.

But why...

Truth be told, Shen Yu had actually guessed a few of the scenes correctly. Of course, it was definitely far more extensive than just those few mental images. A rare treat like White Camisole Stockings absolutely could not be wasted; they naturally had to try out a few creative tricks.

For example, Zhou Yuwen would trace kisses all the way down from Zheng Yanyan's flat stomach to her exposed, beautiful legs.

He genuinely loved the pair of stockings she was wearing.

Zheng Yanyan was quite clever, too. Whenever they shifted positions, she made sure to confidently rest her stocking-clad legs firmly over Zhou Yuwen's shoulders.

Beyond that, she would playfully trail her stocking-wrapped feet across Zhou Yuwen's chest.

The movie "Child's Play" actually possessed quite a bit of substance. The early parts might have been somewhat dry, utterly failing to pull Shen Yu and the others away from the distracting noises in the suite.

However, the later acts were genuinely terrifying.

The film told the story of a serial killer who, finding himself cornered with no way out, transferred his soul into the body of a doll. The possessed doll then wielded a Small Hammer, hunting down and murdering his enemies one by one.

There was a very distinct difference between Western and Eastern horror films. Eastern horror heavily emphasized karma and retribution, where ghosts usually appeared because the living had committed unforgivable sins.

Western horror movies, on the other hand, were completely different. The core philosophy of Western horror was simply: I am coming to kill you!

Eastern horror movies inflicted deep psychological pressure.

Whereas Western horror movies sought to terrify you through sheer, visceral visual impact.

Take this movie "Child's Play", for instance. A creepy doll was already horrifying enough on its own, but having it scurry around bashing people with a Small Hammer took it to another level.

Zheng Yanyan's moans continued to rise and fall from the Room. It had been somewhat novel at first, but eventually, the girls truly got sucked into the movie, nervously watching the characters scramble for hiding spots on screen.

Only after surviving a particularly tense sequence did they finally let out long sighs of relief.

"Heavens, this is so intense, I cannot bear to watch!" Shen Yu cried, covering her face with her hands, yet finding herself completely unable to resist peeking through her fingers.

Su Qing agreed, "It is pretty scary."

Only Lu Lin abruptly stated, "It has been over thirty minutes."

"???"

Both Shen Yu and Su Qing whipped their heads around to stare at Lu Lin in utter unison.

Lu Lin brought up the movie's progress bar on the screen and pointed. "Look. Yanyan has been crying out intermittently for exactly thirty minutes. You have never actually slept with Zhou Yuwen at all, have you?"

Well, it was true that Lu Lin usually never fought or competed for anything.

But on this particular matter, she absolutely had to claim her victory.

Meeting Lu Lin's provocative gaze, Su Qing immediately flared up in anger. "Wait a second, how do you know exactly how long Zhou Yuwen lasts?"

Lu Lin offered a faint, enigmatic smile. "Oh, I already told you. Zhou Yuwen looks like he is in great shape, so I just guessed."

"Are you really just guessing!?"

"What else could it be? Do not tell me you suspect there is something going on between Zhou Yuwen and me?" Lu Lin chuckled breezily.

She had no idea that Su Qing had already spotted her holding hands with Zhou Yuwen earlier.

Lu Lin continued smoothly, "My Boyfriend lasts over thirty minutes, and surely Zhou Yuwen cannot be any worse than him, right?"

Su Qing glared suspiciously at Lu Lin. She simply could not understand why Lu Lin was suddenly being so dead-set on this specific point.

Fortunately, Shen Yu had lost all interest in whatever they were bickering about, deciding it was best to just obediently watch the movie.

"Ah!"

A terrifying jump scare suddenly flashed across the screen. Startled out of her wits, Shen Yu hastily buried herself in Su Qing's embrace.

The soundproofing was truly terrible, as Shen Yu's scream reached Zhou Yuwen's ears loud and clear. She was unmistakably a delicate Southern girl.

Interestingly, that frightened yelp possessed a uniquely arousing charm of its own—one that Zheng Yanyan simply could not replicate.

'Oh no, that stirred something up.'

Shen Yu tucked herself tightly against Su Qing's chest. When Su Qing looked down, she was stunned to see that Shen Yu had actually been frightened to the point of glistening tears.

"Shen Yu, are you crying?" Su Qing asked in astonishment.

"I... I am just a little scared," Shen Yu whimpered weakly.

She really was a soft Southern girl. Su Qing could not help but burst into a gentle laugh, comforting her by saying that it was all fake and silly to believe in it.

Thirty minutes might sound like an exaggeration, but it was not impossible to achieve. As long as one carefully managed their pacing, it was entirely doable—and it ensured that Zheng Yanyan was taken care of wonderfully.

In truth, Zheng Yanyan had reached her peak long ago. Her small feet, clad in White Socks, now rested limply against Zhou Yuwen's front.

However, Zheng Yanyan had also heard Shen Yu's scream at the very end. So, as she wiped herself down with Wet Wipes, she curled her lip and complained, "Those girls really have no manners. Staying up late at night just to eavesdrop outside the door—I bet your ex-girlfriend, Su Qing, put them up to it."

Zhou Yuwen let out a wry smile at her words. "Hey, why do you blame my ex-girlfriend for absolutely everything? Here, help me wipe down too."

As he spoke, Zhou Yuwen scooted closer to where Zheng Yanyan was lying.

Zheng Yanyan playfully slapped the Wet Wipe right onto Zhou Yuwen's body. "Wipe what? Just go take a shower!"

Saying this, she proceeded to peel off her stockings.

Earlier, Zhou Yuwen had rolled her stockings downward. One of the garter stockings had even been dragged all the way down to her ankle.

But he had not removed them completely.

It was all about creating that specific, intoxicating atmosphere.

Now that Zheng Yanyan was preparing to shower, she simply tugged them all the way off and tossed them onto the floor.

These stockings definitely could not be worn again; as expected, they were effectively single-use items.

She climbed out of bed first and headed to the Restroom to wash up, with Zhou Yuwen following closely behind. The two acted just like an old married couple, entirely comfortable around each other. At times, Zheng Yanyan would even grab the Showerhead and help wash Zhou Yuwen—it was all perfectly normal for them.

Zhou Yuwen rinsed off for about ten minutes before stepping out, while Zheng Yanyan took a few minutes longer than him.

When you had been dating for a long time, the sense of novelty truly did wear off.

In the past, Zheng Yanyan would have at least been a little shy.

But now, she casually strutted right out, throwing on a loose white T-shirt as she said, "I need to go out there and see what they are up to. Why are they not sleeping?"

Zhou Yuwen raised an eyebrow. "You were moaning and groaning for so long just now, and you do not think it will be awkward to go out there right away?"

"What is there to be awkward about?" Zheng Yanyan snorted, acting as though it were the most natural thing in the world.