I have a lot of dating skills.

Xin Yu glanced at her with a smile: "What, are you afraid of me?"

She swallowed hard and shook her head. "No."

"is it?"

Xin Yu suddenly strode forward, standing very close to her. His scent filled her nostrils, and Bei Jiamin's heart skipped a beat. She slumped down, trembling, her face flushed crimson.

Huh, she can feel things like that?

Although he knew about her fetish, this was the first time Xin Yu had realized it was this serious. Looking at the girl gazing at him with a mixture of fear and anticipation, he couldn't help but feel his heart race.

Just as some strange thoughts were forming in his mind, Bei Jiamin got up, blushing and nervously saying to him, "Do you like that doll? I'll give it to you, as long as you... don't bully me."

The sounds that followed were as faint as a mosquito's buzz, but fortunately, Xin Yu had good hearing and heard them clearly.

She seemed worried that she was being bullied, and was trying to distract herself with toys?

Xin Yu's heart skipped a beat. Why use a toy when there's a real person? But directly bullying Bei Jiamin seemed a bit shameless.

His gaze then fell on the doll, and he glanced at the nervous Bei Jiamin, when an interesting idea suddenly occurred to him.

Chapter 132 Unknowingly...

Bei Jiamin was very nervous at this moment, wondering if Xin Yu would accept her suggestion, but she felt it was a bit uncertain, even she knew that toys were not as fun as real people.

"The doll is too big for me to carry. Why don't you move it to the lounge? I want to check the quality."

At this moment, Xin Yu said this to her, and Bei Jiamin was first delighted, then stunned, and asked, "Here?"

"Of course, it's convenient here, hurry up," Xin Yu urged her.

Left with no other option, Bei Jiamin walked up to the doll, struggled to lift it, and placed it on the trolley. Luckily, the store had trolleys; otherwise, she probably would have been exhausted carrying it herself.

And so, under Xin Yu's watchful eye, Bei Jiamin brought the doll into the lounge.

There was also a bed prepared in the lounge. After Bei Jiamin struggled to carry the bed onto it, she breathed a sigh of relief. She wondered who would buy such a heavy thing to play with at home.

Straightening up, Bei Jiamin blushed and said hurriedly with her head down, "Then I'll go out first."

It's easy to guess what happened next; Bei Jiamin was extremely embarrassed and didn't want to stay as an audience member.

Xin Yu said, "You stay here and go to bed."

Bei Jiamin nearly fainted from embarrassment upon hearing this, staring at him in disbelief: "What did you say? You want me to sleep with you?"

Is this guy planning a real-fake threesome? Is that so perverted? Bei Jiamin is completely dumbfounded.

Xin Yu's lips curled up slightly: "What are you thinking? I'm just taking a picture and asking you to help me pose the doll. It'll be more convenient that way."

He took out his phone, a mocking smile on his face.

Bei Jiamin blushed and muttered softly, "Who knows if you're taking a picture or planning to record a selfie video?"

Bei Jiamin knew that some people liked to film their private affairs and upload them online. The topic of "real or fake threesome" seemed to be very gimmicky and might attract a lot of clicks.

Despite her thoughts, Bei Jiamin hesitated for a moment before taking action. She was afraid that Xin Yu would use his invisible whip to punish her, and besides, she didn't think Xin Yu was the type to take selfies, since she had never seen him take any selfies at his house before.

"Put the doll in a duck-sitting position."

While giving instructions, Xin Yu took out his phone to take pictures of the mascots. The lighting in the rest room was a bit dim, so he turned on the flash. He not only photographed the mascots but also included Bei Jiamin, who was busy working nearby, in the photos.

These photos look like a little girl playing with her big doll; they're so cute and they make your heart flutter.

Xin Yu controlled his heavy breathing, first taking a picture of the duck sitting on the mascot, then saying to Bei Jiamin, "You sit like this too."

"What?" She looked over in a panic, her face flushed.

Xin Yu said seriously, "I need to compare them, hurry up."

Somewhat afraid that he would force himself on her, Bei Jiamin gritted her teeth and sat down in a duck-like position, her face as red as a ripe peach.

With a click, Xin Yu took a picture of her sitting posture, and at the same time took a picture of Bei Jiamin with the doll.

"Have the doll stand up and make a gesture of lifting its skirt with both hands," Xin Yu continued to instruct.

"Pervert..." she muttered to herself. Bei Jiamin struggled to stand up and tried to change the doll's position. Suddenly, she stumbled and lost her balance, falling down while still holding the doll, which landed on top of her.

"That's a good pose, stay still."

Xin Yu excitedly took a few pictures, then went around to the back. Bei Jiamin subconsciously tried to close her legs, but one of the doll's legs was there, preventing her from doing so.

She was extremely shy after being photographed countless times, but gradually, she felt inexplicably excited.

At that moment, she felt a shadow fall over her. She opened her eyes wide and looked up to see Xin Yu standing on the bed, looking down at them.

Even though there were dolls blocking her view, Bei Jiamin was still very shy and nervously closed her eyes.

With a slap, Xin Yu seemed to hit the doll and commented, "This feels a little strange."

Before long, Xin Yu finally ended his photography career. His phone album contained hundreds of photos of beautiful girls and dolls, which gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

Bei Jiamin sat to the side with a look of utter despair, daring not to speak her anger, while the doll next to her lay there blankly with its bottom sticking up, as if it were dead. No one noticed that the doll's eyes were revealing a complex emotion.

Xin Yu hadn't focused on looking into the doll's eyes, so he didn't notice anything unusual. Actually, during the process, his attention was more focused on Bei Jiamin. To him, the real person was better; the doll was just a supporting character.

Feeling he had had his fill, he put away his phone and asked Bei Jiamin, "I'm going back now. Are you coming with me, or staying here?"

Bei Jiamin didn't want to go back with him, so she quickly said, "I still have to clean up, you go first."

Xin Yu didn't care. Bei Jiamin was quite obedient now, showing signs of being tamed. In addition, there were many photos of her on her phone, so Xin Yu wasn't worried that she would reveal her secrets.

"In that case, I'll help you get the doll out."

After saying that, Xin Yu used his three mental tentacles to lift the doll up, and walked out without even glancing at it.

After putting the doll down outside, Xin Yu left through the back door, unaware of the doll's surprised expression.

A while later, Bei Jiamin also came out of the room and left the store with her head down.

The toy store fell completely silent.

Lin Qiuxun took off the hood, her brows furrowed. Her delicate face was flushed from exercise. She had intended to disguise herself as a doll to fool Xin Yu, but she didn't expect to be teased by this guy like a toy, and with Bei Jiamin at that.

At first, she was just pretending, but as things progressed, she found herself in an awkward position. It would be even more embarrassing to expose herself, so she could only endure it all the way until she was posed in many ways and had many photos taken of her.

The thought of being treated that way made Lin Qiuxun's lips twitch slightly, and she felt a sense of despair. Even though there was a leather cover between them, being manipulated like that still made her feel ashamed. Moreover, at the time, she had desperately tried to hide to avoid being exposed. The feeling of being able to hide but watching him touch her was simply agonizing.

And why does Bei Jiamin listen to that guy so much? Doesn't Xin Yu have a girlfriend? Could it be that he and Bei Jiamin have that kind of relationship?

She paused, touched her chest, and felt her heart inexplicably race. What was going on?

Suppressing his doubts, Lin Qiuxun stood up, returned to the lounge, took off his leather suit, and was about to put on his clothes when his expression turned slightly strange, and a blush crept onto his ears.

The next day, Xin Yu passed by an adult toy store and saw Lin Qiuxun standing at the entrance, seemingly just after the store opened.

Xin Yu stopped and was about to greet her when Lin Qiuxun looked up and saw him. Suddenly, her face turned red, and she hurriedly closed the door.

boom.

The sound of the door closing pulled Xin Yu back to reality. He was somewhat stunned. He didn't seem to have offended her, so why was he being treated like this? Had she discovered that he had been using her doll last night? Had Bei Jiamin not cleaned up the mess properly?

With a hint of dissatisfaction towards Bei Jiamin, Xin Yu continued walking towards the school.

Chapter 133

It was time for final exams again, and influenced by the students around him, Xin Yu finally settled down and spent a few days reviewing.

That afternoon, an English exam was held. English was Xin Yu's weak subject. He spent an hour working through the questions, then gave up, handed in his paper, and left the exam room.

"Xin Yu, wait for me."

Not long after he went downstairs, he heard Zhao Weijing calling him from behind. Xin Yu turned around and the girl ran up to him.

"You handed in your paper so quickly too? How did it go?" Xin Yu asked her, remembering that Zhao Weijing's grades were quite good.

Zhao Weijing said, "The questions were too easy. I finished them all in an hour. I handed in my paper when I saw you handing it in. Let's go back together."

She smiled happily. The English exam would take two hours in total, and they finished an hour early, leaving them plenty of time for a date.

Xin Yu hadn't gone on a date with Zhao Weijing for a while. Last time, Lin Shiyun was in the broadcasting room, but the two didn't get to spend much time together.

"Let's go, let's leave the school first."

Since it wasn't convenient to be too intimate at school, he made a suggestion. The two left the school one after the other and met up at a nearby bus stop.

"Where to?" Zhao Weijing looked at him expectantly, her big, watery eyes showing that she didn't want to part with him so soon.

"How about we go to my place?"

Xin Yu couldn't help but say.

Zhao Weijing blushed first, then said with difficulty, "But someone is coming to pick me up at five o'clock. If I go to your house and come back, it will be too late."

So Consort Zhao keeps a close eye on her. No wonder she hasn't had a moment's rest since last week; she's always picked up and taken home as soon as get out of class is over.

It seems that Consort Zhao still has too much energy. Perhaps I should ask her out a few more times?

As Xin Yu pondered this, Zhao Weijing felt somewhat uneasy seeing that he remained silent.

Counting the time, she hadn't been with Xin Yu for two weeks. Boys at this age are usually in the stage of wanting more, and having just gotten her but being forced not to be together, it probably wouldn't be very pleasant for him to hold back.

She felt that Xin Yu might be angry with her, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After thinking for a moment, she blushed and said to him, "Xin Yu, how about we go get a room by the hour? I know there are some around the school."

Xin Yu then noticed Zhao Weijing's uneasy expression. After thinking about it, he guessed what she was thinking. He was both amused and annoyed, but he also felt very sorry for the girl. He had wronged her so much, yet she kept forgiving him.

Walking over and taking her hand, Xin Yu said softly, "Let's find a place to sit for a while and chat. I remember there's a coffee shop up ahead, but students rarely go there, so we won't run into anyone we know."

Zhao Wei looked at him with her beautiful eyes, nodded slightly, squeezed his hand, and smiled.

The two walked toward the coffee shop. A girl happened to be walking under the bus stop sign at that moment. When she saw the two of them, she quickly hid behind the bus stop sign and peeked out to secretly observe them.

"This girl's name seems to be Zhao Weijing? Xin Yu is actually connected to her!"

Bei Jiamin muttered to herself in surprise. Although she didn't know Zhao Weijing, she had heard of her and remembered that this girl was indifferent to everyone. She never expected that she had this kind of relationship with Xin Yu.

Looking at the two people walking hand in hand intimately not far away, Bei Jiamin felt inexplicably annoyed and muttered resentfully, "He bullied Sister Yingxi and me, and he even has a girlfriend outside. What a scumbag. I wonder if Sister Yingxi knows."

Besides Zhao Weijing, in Bei Jiamin's memory, Xin Yu had another woman, the mysterious adult woman who had been invited to his home last time to serve him along with Huo Yingxi.

If you think about it carefully, there are quite a few girls who have been involved with Xin Yu. They were probably all taken by Xin Yu through dirty means. I wonder if Zhao Weijing is the same. Does she know Xin Yu's true colors?

With a strange feeling, Bei Jiamin chose to follow them, wanting to see what the relationship between the two was.

After seeing them enter the coffee shop, Bei Jiamin did not go over. Instead, she stayed on the opposite side of the road, took out her phone and took pictures of the coffee shop's floor-to-ceiling windows from a distance, then zoomed in to monitor them.