Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

He was definitely on Erii's side; there was no way he would let Erii share a room with the little witch, fearing she would be corrupted.

"Chu Zihang, we're in the same group, and they don't want us, so why are you putting me down?!"

Chen Motong slammed the cards down.

She originally suggested playing cards because she was confident of winning. After all, she knew how to profile cards, so using that knowledge to remember cards and observe her opponents would be a waste of her talent.

Unfortunately, she didn't expect Xia Mu to propose a two-against-two game, and she also didn't expect that Chu Zihang and she were so incompatible.

"If I take first place, I can guarantee that I won't lose this round, and I'll have the first move in the next round." Chu Zihang clearly had a solo strategy in mind.

Chen Motong was furious: "What's the use of being first? If I'm last, they can keep all the points they've accumulated, and you won't have any points at all. We'll still be behind!"

Chu Zihang said expressionlessly, "You're last, I'm first. It's because you didn't play well."

"It's because you didn't cooperate that I was blocked by them!"

"If I get first place, I'll have the advantage."

"That's meaningless if I'm in last place!"

"So it's your problem."

"you!"

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Chapter Thirty-Six: The Housing Allocation Problem

"We reached 2,000 points first and won."

Natsuki picked up the scorebook and exchanged a smile with Erii across from him.

As for Chu Zihang and Chen Motong, who were sitting opposite each other, one was expressionless and the other was gritting his teeth.

"Don't worry, we'll choose a double room, and you'll sleep in a twin room, so you won't have to share a blanket," Xia Mu said with a chuckle.

“I can’t sleep in the same room as her,” Chu Zihang said.

Xia Mu shrugged: "Isn't this just a temporary measure? There's no other way, we only have two rooms."

Do you know about my relationship with her?

Chu Zihang pointed at Chen Motong: "She is the girlfriend of the student council president. The student council is the Lionheart Society's mortal enemy in the academy, and I am the president of the Lionheart Society."

Xia Mu clapped his hands: "How exciting this would be if it made the college's headlines! Shocking! The Lionheart Club president and the student council president's girlfriend spent a wonderful night together!"

Chu Zihang's wooden face almost broke down.

“I absolutely will not sleep with her,” he shook his head. “Forget it, I’ll go look for a hotel. If it’s not too far, I can just spend the night in the car.”

"What's there to be afraid of! It's just a room! Everyone encounters unexpected situations when on a mission!"

Infuriated by Chu Zihang's evasive attitude, Miss Chen Motong turned and stormed into the next room, saying, "Whoever wants to come, come! I don't care!"

Chu Zihang was silent for a moment, but he was not provoked at all, and still said, "I'll go find a hotel."

Xia Mu sighed, "I feel like we've gone too far..."

He turned to those beautiful, large eyes and said, "Is it okay if I share a room with that Chen Motong tonight?"

笔趣阁

Erii's long eyelashes trembled slightly: "Oh..."

Xia Mu reached out and gently patted her head: "I'm right next door, it's okay."

"Ah."

Erii nodded, glanced at him again, and then went into the next room.

Xia Mu watched her figure disappear before closing the door. When he turned around, he was met with Chu Zihang's calm face.

Do you usually sleep together?

He's still so direct when he's asking about gossip.

"No, she sleeps in the bed and I sleep on the sofa."

Xia Mu walked back and collapsed onto the big bed with a thud.

"You spoil her a lot."

Chu Zihang nodded affirmatively.

“She deserves it,” Xia Mu replied earnestly.

A flicker of excitement flashed in Chu Zihang's eyes, perhaps because they had confirmed their relationship.

He sat down next to the character "木" (wood) formed by Xia Mu's slumped posture and asked, "When are you getting married?"

Xia Mu was completely bewildered: "???"

What kind of thought process is this? Are you suggesting we get married right now?

"No, my relationship with her isn't what you think..."

Xia Mu sat up, cross-legged in front of him: "She's like a little child, still very young, doesn't understand anything. It's like I just adopted her, and I have a responsibility to help her establish a correct outlook on life, values, and the world. Until that's done, she's just a child. I don't think she's mentally or physically prepared for marriage..."

Chu Zihang blurted out, "You want to be her father?"

Xia Mu: "..."

Brother Shapi's way of chatting is as direct as drawing a knife; normal people simply can't handle it...

next door.

When Chen Motong saw that it was Erii who walked in, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although she's carefree, she knows she shouldn't be sleeping in the same room as her boyfriend's arch-enemy.

If it gets exposed on the school's "Night Watchers" forum, that would be a disaster...

"I'm going to take a shower."

Erii glanced at her and reached for her belt.

Chen Motong was stunned for a moment.

Erii's hand suddenly stopped, and then she looked intently at Chen Motong's chest, asking uncertainly, "Are you a woman?"

Chen Motong: "???"

"What about me is not like a woman?" she couldn't help but frown.

Erii calmly replied, "Mumu once said that a woman's breasts are big and soft, but I can't tell from yours."

"Hey!"

Chen Motong's expression froze instantly, as if she had been pierced by a thousand arrows.

"You think you're... uh..."

Her gaze swept over, only to be pierced by a thousand arrows once more.

It's one thing that all the girls in Caesar's lace troupe are older than her, since they're Westerners, but this one in front of her is actually older too...

"Isn't this what women look for!"

Enraged, Chen the Witch placed her hand on her waist and pulled all her pants down to the ground, pointing her finger in the middle: "Only women have holes here!"

Erii looked bewildered: "That's not what Mumu said..."

Chen Motong snorted coldly and crossed her arms: "If he told you this, he might take off his pants and tell you that his is convex and yours is concave, so they can fit together perfectly. It's the whole process of a scumbag trying to get laid."

She pulled up her pants, sat on the sofa, and crossed her long legs: "It's a good thing you met him, he's not someone with ulterior motives, otherwise you might have been sold out and still be thanking him!"

"Oh…"

Erii nodded as if she understood, and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

As she spoke, her clothes began to fall to the ground.

Chen Motong was a little confused by her actions: "Why don't you go inside and take them off?"

Erii turned around and said in a strange tone, "Aren't you a woman?"

Chen Motong glanced silently at her chest, then looked at himself, and a sense of defeat welled up inside him.

"What's wrong with women?" she asked, utterly dejected.

Erii said, "Mumu said I can't take my clothes off in front of the opposite sex, but you're not."

Chen Motong waved his hand weakly: "Fine, fine, whatever you say is right."

"Ok!"

Erii agreed with her statement.

Chen Motong didn't want to talk to her anymore...

"Splash..."

Soon the sound of water could be heard, and Chen Motong's face showed a thoughtful expression.

But soon she patted her forehead and muttered to herself in distress, "What's wrong with these two people? I can't get into their shoes, and it's hard for me to portray their past."

She propped her head up with her hand and muttered to herself, "One doesn't seem like a big star at all, as innocent as a child; the other, well, doesn't seem like someone who's been cooped up at home all day, more like someone who's been through a lot..."

She scratched her head vigorously: "These two people's personalities are completely opposite to the past they were portrayed as!"

Not long after, Erii emerged wrapped in a snow-white bath towel and eagerly found her phone.

Chen Motong didn't feel anything was wrong, but Xia Mu would have found it strange, since Erii's bath would never take less than an hour.

Aren't you going to blow-dry your hair?

Chen Motong got up to take a shower.

Erii didn't even look up, her eyes fixed on her phone screen: "I need to send a message to Mumu."

That's why she didn't shower for an hour.

A series of ellipses appeared on Chen Motong's forehead.

"You like him a lot?" she couldn't help but ask.