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He smiled slightly, and surprisingly, there was a touch of elegance amidst his rugged demeanor. "Hello, Classmate Lin. I've long admired your reputation."
Lin Yao looked at him in confusion. "You know me?"
"The only female student in the history of the First Central Academy to hold the position of conductor. Wouldn't you say that's quite a title?" Zhang Hongyi replied earnestly.
"Oh, I see." Lin Yao responded dismissively before getting straight to the point. "I have some big news for President Zhang. I wonder if you're interested?"
Zhang Hongyi was taken aback by Lin Yao's nonchalant reaction but quickly shifted into work mode. "What news?"
"It's about a certain little cabbage who lost her mother early and was taken advantage of by a cuckoo."
Zhang Hongyi looked puzzled.
Lin Yao had no intention of explaining further. "Just follow my lead."
Zhang Hongyi glanced at the intermediary, Yao Beiluo, and seeing that he also offered no clarification, he silently followed Lin Yao, filled with questions as he kept pace with the two.
Due to the new student registration, the previous two cohorts had yet to start their classes officially. At this moment, there were only a few scattered students in the logistics teaching building.
Perhaps because of Zhang Hongyi's fame, some students recognized him immediately as the president of the news club upon seeing him.
Out of nowhere, it seemed unusual for the president of the news club to suddenly appear in logistics. Those students speculated that there must be significant news brewing and quietly followed along, calling their friends to join.
Since Lin Yao was there to gather news, she naturally didn't mind having an audience.
By the time the three of them reached the logistics class, they were already followed by a large crowd.
"Excuse me, who is Ma Yan?"
There were only five students in the logistics class, and seeing such a large group arrive startled them. Upon hearing the question, the other four immediately pointed to a boy among them.
With so many people around, Ma Yan felt a bit flustered but managed to maintain his composure. "I am Ma Yan. What do you want from me?"
"Nothing much. I just want to seek justice from you," Lin Yao stepped forward and said.
"W-what justice?" Ma Yan's expression turned anxious upon seeing Lin Yao.
"The hot post on the campus forum—what did you do? I don't need to elaborate further, do I?"
Lin Yao wasted no time beating around the bush and got straight to the point.
Upon hearing this, Ma Yan calmed down. What’s the problem with me casually commenting a few things? The school has regulations; there’s freedom of speech on campus, and I haven’t violated any rules.
Yes, you haven’t broken any rules, but you’ve provoked me. Lin Yao's voice remained calm.
So what do you want? The school has rules against mutual attacks; do you dare to break campus regulations? He felt as if the school rules had become his shield, and at that moment, he even grew a bit arrogant.
Lin Yao moved like lightning, swiftly throwing out a vine to bind him. Who said I was attacking you? Maybe I just want to play a little binding game?
Suddenly restrained, Ma Yan didn’t even have time to react and began to panic. What do you want to do?
Lin Yao leisurely approached him, patting his shoulder gently, her tone sweet as she said, I told you, I just want to play a binding game with you. Don’t you like it?
Let me go! Ma Yan’s face flushed with anger.
I saw your comments on the post were quite suggestive, so I thought you’d enjoy this! Lin Yao said as she pulled out a seed from her pocket and held it out in front of Ma Yan.
Do you know what this is?
No!
Ma Yan turned his head to avoid it, but Lin Yao forcefully manipulated the vine to turn his head back.
This is a Kissing Vine; it’s not harmful at all. Its only hobby is crawling on warm skin. The hotter the place, the more it wants to burrow in. This binding game will be accompanied by it—how about that?
Hearing such a frightening description made Ma Yan panic even more. Lin Yao, considering you’re a girl, I’ll give you three seconds. If you keep this up, I’ll call the campus security.
Most young people are passionate and hot-blooded; sometimes they get carried away while playing around.
To better manage such situations, the school selects outstanding students from various fields to form the campus security team.
Oh, so you want the campus security to see you playing a binding game? Fine, I’ll fulfill your wish! Lin Yao laughed as she spoke, not hesitating in her actions. She activated her ability to make the vine slowly crawl onto Ma Yan’s body.
The Kissing Vine crawled up to Ma Yan’s face and first tried to burrow into his mouth.
Ma Yan dared not speak anymore; he tightly pressed his lips together to prevent the vine from entering.
After struggling for a while without success, the vine didn’t insist and began testing its way toward his nostrils instead.
How many people can endure something trying to crawl into their nostrils? Let alone this moving, fuzzy vine; even a single thread falling into one’s nostril would be hard to resist without sneezing.
The Kissing Vine slowly began its exploration toward Ma Yan's nose.
As Ma Yan began to climb, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Stop! Stop!"
"Stop what? Don't you like it crawling into your nostrils? It could always find another place, like your ears," Lin Yao whispered the last two words into his ear. "Or do you prefer it to explore your back door?"
Ma Yan shivered in fright and quickly replied, "What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything."
Lin Yao chuckled softly and urged the Kissing Vine to burrow into his clothes. "What do I want to know? Didn't I say I'm here to play bondage with you?"
"I—" Ma Yan stammered, trying to speak, but the Kissing Vine was crawling all over him, making him feel both itchy and disgusted.
In truth, the touch of the Kissing Vine was delicate and smooth. As it moved across his body, it felt more like a girl's hand gently caressing him. Of course, if it accidentally applied too much pressure, it would feel like a girl's nails scraping against his skin!
As soon as Lin Yao finished speaking, Ma Yan suddenly jerked his body in response to whatever the Kissing Vine had done. He let out a yelp that was a mix of itchiness, pain, and a hint of pleasure.
Once he emerged from the situation, the onlookers displayed expressions that were a blend of lewd curiosity and amusement. Some morally questionable individuals even began recording the scene.
This realization struck him hard; he knew he couldn't let things continue like this. He quickly crouched down and wriggled his body in an attempt to rub the Kissing Vine off.
But the Kissing Vine was under Lin Yao's control; there was no way she would let it come off him easily. As he squirmed, she forcefully urged the vine again.
Ma Yan lost control once more and let out another yelp. Even though he immediately realized what had happened and tried to silence himself, the gazes around him turned suggestive and filled with imagination.
"Oh no, don't move! If you move, the Kissing Vine won't be able to control its strength. If it hurts you, that would be bad!"
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