"WAAAHHHH!"
"Stop the PDA! You’re killing us singles! Someone save us!"
"That’s so sweet! I love it! I want a sweet romance like that too!"
The moment Ye Ling leaned in for the kiss, all sorts of screams erupted from the crowd.
Well, that settled it.
No need to worry about a late-night snack tonight. They were already full!
Ye Ling didn’t deepen the kiss. After all, they were still on stage. He just planted a light peck on her lips before pulling away.
By now, Ning Ruoxi’s pretty face was as red as an apple.
Sometimes, Ye Ling found himself wondering, ’Why does this girl get embarrassed so easily? I mean, I’ve kissed her plenty of times, but she still blushes bright red every single time...’
’Then again,’ he thought, ’this isn’t so bad, is it?’
After all, his girl looked so beautiful when she was shy!
By now, all the performances for the freshman gala had concluded, and a post for rating the acts had already gone up on the campus forums.
It had to be said, they were really keeping up with the times, making it feel just like one of those reality competition shows.
Ye Ling didn’t stay to be lovey-dovey with Ning Ruoxi and instead headed back to his dorm. After all, it was his last night in room 3222!
Ye Ling suddenly felt a pang of regret about his decision to live off-campus. He was really going to miss the guys in his dorm.
The three of them had such interesting and genuine personalities. He Jian was the sly, cunning type, while Yang Yu was a flamboyant, chubby guy who was always clowning around...
From that perspective, Yang Yefeng was probably the most normal one. He was a bit of a dork, the quiet, well-behaved type. But under the influence of the great demon kings of room 3222, he had gradually started to stray from his original path.
"Brother Ling, I’m really going to miss you!"
Yang Yu sighed as he looked at Ye Ling, then made a move to hug him.
"Don’t you f*cking pull that crap with me."
A chill ran down Ye Ling’s spine, and he immediately shoved the big guy away.
Normally, he probably wouldn’t have been so disgusted. The problem was, he had just been holding Ning Ruoxi. As the saying goes, comparisons are brutal.
And with this comparison, the damage was multiplied several dozen times over. Ye Ling felt that this was, quite frankly...
Unbearable!
"Waaaah, you hurt my feelings."
Yang Yu shot Ye Ling a look of mock despair.
Unbelievable. The guy was starting his antics again!
Ye Ling was disgusted all over again and instinctively took a step back.
"Don’t you f*cking come any closer!"
Ye Ling’s expression changed as he saw the other guy start walking toward him again.
But Yang Yu ignored Ye Ling’s reaction and charged forward, giving him a massive bear hug just like he had with He Jian before.
Of course.
Having learned from last time, Ye Ling pushed him away after just a moment.
If he let the guy actually kiss him, Ye Ling figured he wouldn’t be in the mood for any intimacy with his girl, even after he moved into Tomson Riviera to live with Ning Ruoxi!
After all... that would be f*cking unbearable!
"Brother Ling, you’re disgusted by me."
Yang Yu had indeed been going for it, but he was pushed away. He sighed, a look of disappointment on his face.
"Alright, stop with the act. This is my last night in our dorm, 3222. Let’s not waste time. Let’s do something fun! Don’t let a good night go to waste!"
Ye Ling said.
"Yeah, yeah! The holiday starts tomorrow anyway, so we don’t have to worry about being tired from staying up late. Let’s do something fun!" Hearing this, He Jian, who had been standing to the side, also got excited.
"How about we go out for some mini hot pot?"
Yang Yefeng suggested.
The truth was, for a goody-two-shoes like him who had probably never pulled an all-nighter, sneaking out of the dorms in the middle of the night for mini hot pot was likely the most rebellious thing he could imagine!
"Feng, that’s a lame idea," He Jian sighed, but then his eyes lit up. "What’s the point of going out for mini hot pot on a great night like this? Ah, whatever. We still have four years to properly train you. How about we party up and play some games?"
"I think your idea is even worse than Feng’s."
Ye Ling said seriously.
"But I am kinda in the mood to play. What about you guys?"
Yang Yu said, scratching his head.
"I’m good with whatever."
Yang Yefeng didn’t have any objections.