"Senior, are you sure you don't want to come to the dinner party with me?"
Wu Yun pulled on a plain white T-shirt, hiding his enviable, armor-like chest and abs, and asked Wen Meng again.
"No, I'll pass. I don't know anyone, so it would just be awkward. Besides, it's your class gathering. What would I even do there?"
Wen Meng was lounging on the bed. Her eyes left her phone, and she swallowed as she watched Wu Yun get dressed.
"Anyway, I already made plans with the girls from my dorm to go shopping and eat. We're having a little get-together. I haven't had a proper chat with them all semester!"
"But I'm a little jealous, you know! We haven't even eaten at places like that together! And now you're treating all the girls in your class! I'm not happy!" Wen Meng feigned jealousy, her pout so pronounced you could hang a bottle from it.
Dressed, Wu Yun dove onto Wen Meng with a pounce and planted a kiss on her tempting little mouth.
