Chapter 4: For seniors only

Ji Su froze for a moment, ready to go online and find a picture of a girl in a long dress and send it to G.

It's not like the other guy would recognize his legs if he wore a long skirt anyway.

But then he thought, in case Zha Nan is too careful to search for the picture, and searches the net picture, along with the authenticity of the leg picture he posted before will be questioned, then it will not be worth the loss.

Ji Su decides to let Mengmeng pamper him and fool him first.

Mengmeng: [I'm already in bed for my lunch break...]

Mengmeng: [I'll show it to you when I wake up, okay?]

G: [Uh-huh.]

Ji Su put down her cell phone, not intending to continue chatting awkwardly with him.

Although on the surface only returned a cold "hmmm", but the other side of the heart will be more or less expect Mengmeng send new leg photos.

Zha Nan won't be able to wait for this photo, though, because he's not even going to post it for real.

He waited until nine o'clock in the evening, when Ji Su was almost busy, and then he boarded the trumpet without delay.

Mengmeng: [I'm back in the dormitory after practicing, what are you doing?]

Mengmeng: [cat probe.jpg]

This time G didn't keep Ji Su waiting too long and returned in good time.

G: [Just got out of the shower.]

Mengmeng: [Have you gotten dressed yet?]

Mengmeng: [Cat covers her face.jpg]

G: [Worn.]

Ji Su looked at the dialog box and wrinkled her nose slightly.

He had expected the other party to follow his hints and say something colorful, after all, being so interested in Mengmeng's leg photos didn't seem like a serious person by any stretch of the imagination.

That way he can take the opportunity to ask Zha Nan to send a selfie, showing his face or his body.

But now that the other party didn't fall for it, Ji Su had to stop for now in order to maintain Mengmeng's innocent and cute persona.

Mengmeng: [Uh-huh, it's a bit cold at night, so wear more clothes!]

G didn't press the matter of the skirt, and Ji Su certainly didn't volunteer to bring it up and talk to him about something else.

Mengmeng: [What do you like to do when you're not in class?]

G: [Playing basketball and listening to music.]

Mengmeng: [Huh, so you like listening to music too!]

Ji Su didn't think that the specialization he made up for Mengmeng would be the right one by mistake.

With a common interest as an entry point, this round of chatting stuck around a little longer.

Surprisingly, the two men's preferences regarding music overlapped highly.

Ji Su skimmed her lips in some disgust, unwilling to believe that Zha Nan could have such good taste.

After a bit more conversation, he offered to end the conversation, not wanting to finish it all in one night.

Mengmeng: [Senior, I'm a little sleepy.]

G: [Well, go to sleep.]

Mengmeng ：［Tonight with the senior really talk so happy oh, are a little reluctant to say good night ......］.

G: [Then talk a little longer?]

Ji Su: "......"

Zha Nan, you're not playing it cool now?

Mengmeng: [But Mengmeng is really sleepy ......]

Mengmeng: [Goodnight Cat.jpg]

G: [Good night.]

*

After that night, Ji Su clearly felt that G wasn't as high strung as he was at the beginning, and whenever he sent a message, he would get a reply in less than an hour at the most.

But that was all, as long as he didn't take the initiative to look for G, the other party would never take the initiative to look for him either.

Ji Su understands that this is a common characteristic of Zha Nan, not taking the initiative, not rejecting, not taking responsibility, just waiting for the fish in the pond to bite the hook themselves.

But if we continue to chat like this, let's not talk about tricking Zha Nan into taking her private photos, it's hard to know when we'll be able to fall in love with her.

Qiao Jin thought about it for a while before finally coming to the conclusion, "I think, maybe it's still because he doesn't know what you look like."

Ji Su was a bit puzzled, "But when Sister had an online relationship with him, she didn't know what he looked like."

Qiao Jin: "So you say Zha Nan doesn't know what a schoolmate looks like?"

Ji Su: "I know."

"That's not the end of it!" Qiao Jin shot his thighs, "Men are different from women, men are mostly sensory animals, especially this high ranking Sea King, if the other party isn't a beautiful woman, he definitely won't be too attached."

Ji Su rubbed his temples, "You have a point, but if I send him a net map, I run the risk of being discovered."

"Let me think about it ......" Qiao Jin looked at the pure and beautiful face in front of him, and the corner of his lips gradually curved up into a bizarre arc.

Ji Su vaguely felt something was wrong: "What are you thinking?"

"You asked me!" Qiao Jin seized the opportunity and cracked, "I was thinking that if you wore a wig and full makeup, you could definitely charm Zha Nan to death!"

Ji Su leaned back, "Don't even think about it."

"Okay, okay, okay, I know it's too hard for you, a big straight guy, to dress up as a woman." Qiao Jin smiled and said, "Then let's settle for the next best thing."

Ji Su stays alert: "What times?"

Half an hour later, Ji Su, under Qiao Jin's supervision, was forced to place an order for a sailor suit, as well as white silk leggings.

In order to prevent the staff at the delivery center from thinking he was a pervert, Ji Su made a note of private delivery when he placed his order.

Two days later, Ji Su from the courier center to get the courier package, a look at the courier sheet surface, the size and model written clearly.

The last line says buyer's note: private shipment.

Ji Su: "......"

What kind of cover-up is this?

Ji Su walked back to the dormitory, always feeling that someone was looking at him, and his snow-white ears slowly reddened.

Back in the dormitory, his roommates were playing games, Zhao Ziyun saw him walk in and casually asked, "Ji Su, what did you buy?"

Ji Su pretended as if nothing had happened, "Nothing, bought daily necessities."

When he finished, he quickly shoved the hot delivery package under the bed, the heat still on his face.

A little later, the other two roommates went to play ball, and Qiao Jin immediately jumped up from his chair, "Sailor uniform!"

Ji Su silently walked behind the door, unlocked the dormitory door, and pulled the curtains tightly like a thief.

Qiao Jin already couldn't wait to unwrap the package, first showing off the short uniform skirt with rather frugal fabrics, and then picking up the white lace stockings, "Susu! Come and try to see if it fits!"

Ji Su stood still, resistance written all over her face.

"Don't make a pointless struggle, baby." Qiao Jin smiled a lecherous smile, "Want me to help you put it on?"

Ji Su : "Don't ......"

Qiao Jin hands him his sailor suit, "Come on baby."

Ji Su accepted the sailor uniform with resignation and walked into the bathroom to change.

It was a while before the bathroom door reopened.

Qiao Jin looks up and says "fuck".

Thin and white fingertips tugged at the hem of her short skirt in an urgent manner, Ji Su was so ashamed that her voice changed a bit, "Can you stop staring at me like that ......"

Qiao Jin moved his eyes away with difficulty, "Fine, I won't look."

At the moment he was very glad as well as pity that he was an iron blood Zero, otherwise he high and low had to be born to pounce on this pretty little straight man in a sailor suit mandatory sauce sauce brewing ......

"That ...... you'd better hurry up and shoot it for me." Ji Su cleared her throat, "Remember not to shoot your face."

Qiao Jin came back to his senses as Director Qiao came online again, "Susu, you go ahead and kneel on the bed."

Ji Su didn't understand: "Huh?"

"No... Susu, you really don't look at the edges at all, do you?" Qiao Jin smacked his lips, "Sometimes, I guess, I wonder if you're really straight or not."

Ji Su said seriously, "As fake as it gets."

"Alright, I know you spend all your time studying and drawing." Qiao Jin signaled, "Listen to me, you get into bed first and half kneel with your face toward me."

After tossing and turning for a while, Ji Su finally strikes a pose that satisfies Director Qiao.

Qiao Jin took several shots in a row, and after making sure nothing was broken, he returned the phone to Ji Su.

No retouching at all, straight out of the original camera.

Ji Su didn't dare to look at it more than once and clicked directly into the WeChat miniature.

But this time, instead of private chatting the photo to G, he posted it into his circle of friends with a copy.

It didn't make much difference though, after all, G was the only friend in this little number, and the photo was sent to him to look at.

*

At 8:30 p.m., Gu Zhao walked into the dormitory, followed by his two chattering roommates.

"That shot I made just now, what do you guys think about it?" Wang Mingzhe jumped in place and made a shooting gesture in the air, "Bullskin or not?"

"Bull is bull, but you almost got it." Zhou Yang laughed and pushed him, "Just this one shot, you can blow it until next year."

"Old Zhou you're wrong, I can blow until the year after next!" Wang Mingzhe looked at Gu Zhao expectantly, "Brother Gu, you quickly praise me!"

"Uh-huh." Gu Zhao responded absently, picking up his phone and unlocking it, tapping into WeChat.

After a few seconds, he frowned imperceptibly and casually tapped into his friend's circle again.

The bony finger scratched twice on the screen and abruptly stopped.

Mengmeng: [It's getting warmer, so you can wear pretty little dresses!]

A photo accompanies it at the bottom.

Gu Zhao clicked into the large picture, and his pupils shrunk slightly.

The person in the picture was kneeling obediently on the bed, wearing a sailor suit, with only a small sliver of her thin waist exposed on the upper half of her body, so white and tender and thin and narrow that it seemed as if she could be firmly controlled by one hand, and would have been snapped off if she had been any rougher.

The line of sight moved down, spread out the short skirt barely covered up the firm full buttocks, white tender thigh roots were lace leg rings tightly hooped, slightly strangled out a little flesh to, and nearly transparent white silk connected to the leg long at a glance can not be seen to the end.

Innocent and debonair, pretty and astringent.

"Are you listening to me, Brother Gu?" Wang Mingzhe undauntedly came over to him, "What are you looking at?"

In the next instant, Gu Zhao backhandedly jammed the screen of his cell phone onto the desktop with a thud.

Wang Mingzhe was happy: "What good thing can't be shared with a good brother?"

Zhao Gu lifted his eyes and spared a word: "I can't."

"OK, OK, OK, I don't look!" Wang Mingzhe surrendered, "You old man continue to be busy, I will recall that ball just now hehehe ......"

Gu Zhao pulls back his chair and sits down, picking up his cell phone again.

On the other hand, Ji Su received the first unsolicited message from G as expected.

G: [Didn't you say you were wearing a long dress?]

Ji Su strung out and left him hanging for ten minutes before replying.

Mengmeng: [What's up senior?]

Mengmeng: [cat.gif]

G: [Circle of friends photo.]

Mengmeng: [Oh, that one ......]

Mengmeng: [The other day I wore a long skirt, but today I'm wearing a sailor suit.]

Ji Su looked at the chat screen, which kept saying "The other party is typing..." at the top.

After several moments, the dialog box popped up with a new message.

G: [likes to wear short skirts?]

Mengmeng: [Yes...]

Mengmeng: [Do you think I don't look good in a short skirt?]

G: [No.]

G: [It's beautiful.]

Ji Su raised an eyebrow, the first time G had given him a positive compliment.

Mengmeng: [cat shy.jpg]

Mengmeng: [Then I'll wear short skirts more often to show you, okay?]

G: [You mean, just for me?]

"Damn, Zha Nan's thinking is quite beautiful!" Qiao Jin commented, "Zha Nan must be hoping that you'll send the beautiful photos to him privately, so that he can enjoy them by himself."

Ji Su : "Really ......"

"But it also shows that he's becoming possessive of you, which is a good thing." Qiao Jin stroked his non-existent beard.

So Ji Su struck while the iron was hot and sold out.

Mengmeng: [If that's what you want ......]

Mengmeng: [cat shy.jpg]

The opposite party didn't reply in time, but Ji Su had accomplished his goal of posting friends tonight and was about to call it a night when he received a new message.

G: [Who took the picture for you?]

Mengmeng: [Elder guess?]

G: [Boyfriend?]

Mengmeng: [Of course not, I don't have a boyfriend!]

Mengmeng: [It's a roommate who helped take the picture.]

G: [Is this photo visible only to me or to everyone?]

Ji Su's heart jumped, inexplicably having the illusion of being seen through by the other party through the screen.

Mengmeng: [Of course it's visible to everyone, I don't block anyone in my circle].

G: [Uh-huh.]

Ji Su bit his lower lip, and simply did not do anything about it, sending the few remaining photos from different angles in his cell phone, privately.

It's been looked at anyway, and there's no difference between one and ten.

Mengmeng: [These are for seniors only!]