Chương 132: On the Self-Cultivation of Sandwich Cookies

"Whoosh—whoosh—" After enduring a brutal and inhumane ordeal of being "tortured" and "sticked to," Ji Ying finally seized an opportunity when Su Yuqing relaxed slightly due to her laughter, and used all her strength to break free from her fiery "imprisonment."

At this moment, she felt utterly exhausted, giving up any thought of trying to reason with this guy who was completely "high." She almost used both hands and feet to move a few inches to the other side of the bed, then suddenly rolled over and lay face down on the soft bed.

Ji Ying buried her face deeply in the pillow that exuded a faint fragrance, remaining motionless and pretending that she knew nothing and heard nothing.

However, reality is often cruel, and she clearly underestimated Su Yuqing's fighting spirit and enthusiasm at this moment.

"Hey~ A-Che, are you—shy?" Su Yuqing's voice, clearly amused, came from beside him. Then, a slender finger gently poked Ji Ying's slightly puffed cheek.

"After becoming such a cute girl like Xiaoying, my skin has actually become thinner too!" Her voice was full of joy and surprise, as if she was very satisfied with this "new discovery".

"They're so cute! So cute that I just want to shower them with more love!"

As he spoke, that restless finger seemed to want to slide down her cheek to explore more "unknown" areas.

Ji Ying's body stiffened abruptly, but he kept his eyes tightly closed, burying his face deeper into the pillow, trying his best to maintain the state of pretending to be dead, without making any sound or reacting.

"Hmm—you're still ignoring me?" Su Yuqing looked at Ji Ying's adorable, self-deceiving expression, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, and her smile grew even brighter.

She was well aware of the embarrassment and shame the man beside her was feeling, but that was precisely what made her even more enthusiastic.

Her eyes darted around, and a wicked smile, even more malicious than before, spread across her face.

"Hmph, you think I can't do anything to you like this? How naive, Xiaoying! Take this!"

Before she could finish speaking, a pair of small, warm hands silently slipped under the open hem of Ji Ying's black jacket, aiming precisely at her flat, smooth abdomen and—the soft, ticklish flesh on either side of her waist.

"ah!!"

A sudden, unbearable itch spread through his body like an electric current, and Ji Ying could no longer maintain his previous "playing dead" state.

She jerked her head up from under the pillow, letting out a short, sharp cry, and her body began to twist violently uncontrollably, trying to escape the "claws" that were tormenting her.

Because the bed was already cramped with three people crammed in, as Ji Ying frantically struggled and dodged Su Yuqing's "tickling attack," her body inevitably came into considerable close contact with Luo Bingli, who was lying on her other side and had been quietly acting as a "background prop."

Soft arms, a warm waist, and even—through the thin nightgown—the delicate curves unique to a young girl's body, clearly felt— What's worse, unlike the accidental contact in her own room before, this time Luo Bingli seemed to have made some kind of mental preparation.

When he felt her body approaching and touching him, instead of instinctively flinching away, he subtly...

She leaned slightly further inward onto the bed.

This subtle movement completely cut off all possible escape routes for Ji Ying, leaving her in a miserable situation where she was increasingly "sandwiched" between the two beautiful girls on either side, almost unable to breathe.

"Su Yuqing! You, you stop! Don't—don't touch there! It's so itchy—hahaha—stop! Stop it now!" Ji Ying laughed intermittently as he futilely twisted his body, trying to get rid of Su Yuqing's "clutches".

Her arms flailed wildly, trying to grab the wicked hand, but she always missed it by just a little bit. The more she struggled, the closer her body became to the girls on either side of her. The soft and warm touch made her feelings of embarrassment and shame skyrocket.

However, Su Yuqing clearly had no intention of showing any "tenderness" to Ji Ying. On the contrary, she became even more excited by Ji Ying's fierce resistance and her actions became even more unrestrained.

Seeing the other person laughing so hard that tears were about to come out, their cheeks flushed red, and their body twisting and turning, her smile grew even brighter and more triumphant.

Just when Ji Ying felt she was about to die from shame and embarrassment, Su Yuqing's little hand, which had been roaming over her body, finally stopped for the time being.

"Okay, okay, I'm not teasing you anymore, let's get serious." Su Yuqing temporarily stopped her "physical attack," but her arms around Ji Ying's waist didn't loosen; instead, she pulled her even tighter into her embrace.

She lowered her head slightly, brought her lips close to Ji Ying's ear, and whispered in a deliberately low voice, "That—Xiao Ying, or rather—A Che?"

She paused, seemingly choosing her words carefully, a suspicious blush creeping onto her cheeks, her voice becoming somewhat indistinct: "You—you didn't—actually know a long time ago that I was Yin Xue, did you?"

Ji Ying was currently squeezed between the two and unable to move. Hearing Su Yuqing's question, her mind was still a little dazed. She subconsciously asked back, "Huh? Why are you suddenly asking this? I guess so."

"Then—did you already know when we went shopping together last time?" Su Yuqing immediately asked, her voice filled with even more tension.

"The mall? Which time?" Ji Ying's brows furrowed slightly, and his face showed even more obvious confusion.

She and Yuqing had gone shopping together more than once, and almost every time something "strange" happened. She really didn't understand which specific time the other person was referring to.

"It's... it was that time—" Su Yuqing was about to say the question that still made her blush and her heart race, "Who is prettier, me or Yin Xue?", but she stopped abruptly when she got to the point.

She guiltily avoided Ji Ying's questioning gaze, shook her head vigorously, and mumbled, "Ah—no," It's nothing! I was just asking! Don't worry about it! Yes! Don't worry about it!

After saying that, as if to hide her guilty conscience, she buried her face deep in the quilt and refused to look up again.

Ji Ying was even more confused by her sudden action, and the bewilderment and doubt in her heart grew stronger.

What's wrong with this girl? She's acting so strangely.

Just then, Luo Bingli, who had been lying quietly on the other side of Jiying, finally couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Of course she knew what her friend was struggling with at that moment.

It's nothing more than that she still feels ashamed and regretful for asking that question in front of Lin Che when she was identified as "Su Yuqing".

Now that she knows "Xiaoying" is Lin Che, she naturally worries that her childish question, full of girlish thoughts, may have already been seen through by the other party.

Hearing Luo Bingli's undisguised laughter, Su Yuqing's cheeks flushed even redder. She suddenly raised her head, her bright almond eyes wide open, glaring at her friend with a hint of embarrassment and anger.

"Alright! Xiao Li! How dare you laugh at me! Take this!"

With a sharp cry, she stretched out her hands and, through the innocent, lonely shadow sandwiched between them, attacked Luo Bingli's ticklish spot.

"Hey! Yuqing! Stop messing around!" Luo Bingli didn't expect Su Yuqing to suddenly attack her. She exclaimed in surprise and began to twist her body to try to dodge.

Thus, Ji Ying, who had just temporarily escaped from Su Yuqing's "clutches," had no time to catch her breath before she tragically became a "human cushion" in the "battle" between the two girls once again.

In order to make it easier to "attack" Luo Bingli, Su Yuqing pressed almost half of her body onto Ji Ying. On the other side, Luo Bingli, while dodging the "attacks", inevitably had various accidental collisions and frictions with Ji Ying's body.

The air around her nose was filled with the faint, sweet fragrance of different girls, yet all equally captivating. Every inch of her skin could clearly feel the soft touch and warm body temperature emanating from both sides, all of which constantly stimulated the nerve called "reason".

Being sandwiched between two beautiful girls would probably make an ordinary man ecstatic.

But for Ji Ying, whose inner self was Lin Che at this moment, this was nothing short of a sweet torture, making her stiff all over and afraid to move even a little, for fear that her unintentional movements would lead to a more intimate contact with them that made her want to die on the spot.

Time slipped away quietly, bit by bit, amidst the girls' playful banter and laughter.

It's unclear how much time passed, but this "war" unilaterally started by Su Yuqing finally subsided as the instigator got tired of playing around.

She had initially been enthusiastic about talking all night, but now she had exhausted too much energy from the intense play she had just had.

Although he was still clinging tightly to the wonderfully soft "human-shaped pillow" in his arms like an octopus, his eyelids had begun to droop uncontrollably.

Before long, even and gentle breathing, accompanied by a few cute, unintelligible murmurs in her sleep, gently escaped from her slightly parted pink lips.

This energetic girl finally fell asleep.

Ji Ying breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that the nerve that had been taut for so long could finally relax a little.

She carefully turned her head to look at Su Yuqing, who was sleeping soundly beside her, and then turned her gaze to Luo Bingli on the other side.

The nightlight in the room emitted a warm, yellow glow, making Luo Bingli's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face appear even more serene.

She seemed to have fallen asleep as well, her breathing shallow and even, her whole being in a state of complete vulnerability rarely seen on ordinary days.

Great, Xiao Li—she should be asleep by now, right?

Ji Ying thought to himself, a feeling of relief welling up inside him.

She suppressed the soreness and numbness in her body from maintaining a stiff posture for so long, as well as the lingering strange excitement in her heart from the intimate contact between the two girls, and began to carefully try to break free from Su Yuqing's embrace.

First the arms—then the waist—and then the legs— This process was extremely difficult. With every inch she moved, she had to hold her breath and nervously observe Su Yuqing and Luo Bingli's reactions, afraid that any slight movement of hers would wake them up.

Finally, after much patience and effort, she managed to slowly and safely "move" her body out.

Ji Ying gently lifted the thin blanket covering her, preparing to slip off the bed as quietly as possible and escape this room that made her feel deeply threatened.

However, just as her body left the bed, and her toes were about to touch the cold floor, a soft voice, without warning, rang out very close to her ear:

"Xiaoying—" Where do you want to go?

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