ISWTDB Ch57

Chapter 57: All My Money Is Yours (School Supernatural) (17, 18)

However, he nodded to Lan Lili, appearing pleased with the outfit.

He then turned to the cosplay club president and said, “I can wear your club’s outfit for photos and participate in your club activities, but I have a small request.”

He whispered a few words to the president. The president looked surprised, his gaze shifting to the red cheongsam, but he quickly agreed and said, “School Doctor Ying, that’s no problem at all. After the event, I’ll send the outfit to your place immediately.”

Ying Zhao nodded in satisfaction and then called Lei Che to join him in the dressing room. Given the outfit’s intricate design, it would be challenging to put on alone.

So, no one found it odd that Ying Zhao called Lei Che into the dressing room. Once inside, Ying Zhao kept Lei Che outside the curtain.

After putting on the white outfit, which had a somewhat formal design, Ying Zhao noticed it was tight at the waist, easily showing off his figure and making him look even more upright.

He opened the curtain, put on the club’s prop glasses, and raised an eyebrow at Lei Che, asking, “How do I look?”

Lei Che, seeing Ying Zhao’s abstinent yet mesmerizing appearance, couldn’t help but hold his breath. In the next second, Ying Zhao suddenly stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Lei Che’s neck, pinched his chin, and kissed him.

The two of them kissed passionately for a moment, and Lei Che felt like his whole body was on fire. He held Ying Zhao tightly, pressing close to him.

Ying Zhao tightened his arms around Lei Che, wanting to keep this person forever by his side. Sensing some changes in his lover, Ying Zhao’s eyes flashed with amusement.

He lightly nibbled on Lei Che’s tongue before letting him go, then smiled as he caressed his lover’s cheek and softly asked, “Do you like it?”

Lei Che nodded vigorously, watching Ying Zhao’s charming expression and swallowing hard. Ying Zhao licked his lips, then extended his hand, wearing a white-gloved finger that gently brushed against Lei Che’s earlobe, feeling his lover’s body tremble slightly.

Lei Che couldn’t restrain himself and hugged Ying Zhao tightly again, leaning in to kiss his lips. Lei Che’s strength was strong, making Ying Zhao feel almost suffocated by the grip. With such interaction between them, the clothes that had already been tampered with were even more prone to damage.

Suddenly, with a “ripping” sound, Ying Zhao’s clothes tore open at several places. Lei Che saw the torn clothes and immediately froze, then stammered in panic:

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to, I didn’t expect the clothes to be so easy to tear!”

Ying Zhao naturally knew it wasn’t Lei Che’s fault and smiled inwardly. However, he put on a look of annoyance and said to Lei Che, “But what do we do now? My clothes are torn because of you. How can I go out like this? And how do I explain this to them?”

Lei Che’s face showed embarrassment.

Seeing his lover’s awkward look, Ying Zhao decided not to tease him further. He took off the belt from his original pants and fastened it around his current ones. Then he took out a few pins from his pocket that he had just grabbed from the club’s drawer. He sighed in relief, thankful that cosplay often required altering clothes, so there were plenty of pins.

He used the pins to secure the various tears, even making some artistic patterns. Finally, he crushed one lens of the glasses and directly put the cracked lens on his face.

In this way, a gentlemanly young master instantly transformed into a somewhat eccentric yet enchanting antagonist. Lei Che couldn’t help but be dazzled.

He silently stared at Ying Zhao, his breathing becoming quick. Ying Zhao looked at the man in front of him with a smile. Leaning in, he kissed Lei Che’s lips and asked, “What? Do you still want to tear this outfit of mine apart?”

Lei Che felt a bit awkward hearing Ying Zhao’s words. Despite feeling tempted by him, he quickly tried hard to restrain himself.

Ying Zhao smiled and pushed the door open, walking out of the dressing room. Outside, the members of the cosplay club had been waiting for a long time.

This outfit had been used before, but no one had achieved the desired effect. After all, it was difficult to achieve the restrained yet upright demeanor they wanted.

Therefore, they were all eagerly anticipating how Ying Zhao would showcase this outfit. Little did they expect that when he walked out, he would completely defy everyone’s expectations.

For a moment, the surroundings fell silent as everyone held their breath. It was only when a student from the photography club who had followed along pressed the shutter that screams erupted in admiration for Ying Zhao.

Ying Zhao’s current appearance resembled that of a wild yet elegant madman, and no one could resist his charm. He appeared carefree and avant-garde, yet strong and assertive enough.

It seemed unimaginable what he might do next, and Ying Zhao’s portrayal of this character left everyone astounded, yet thoroughly captivated from a different perspective.

No one blamed the torn clothes incident; in fact, when he walked back to the club’s original booth and stood alongside other extravagantly dressed students, all attention was fixed on Ying Zhao.

Because of the aura he exuded, it was something none of the others could replicate. In an instant, Ying Zhao became the center of attention for everyone.

Even those who had been praising Lan Lili and taking photos of her turned their attention away, all gathering around Ying Zhao instead.

Lan Lili clenched her fists, her gaze filled with resentment as she watched everything unfold. She had wanted to embarrass him, but unexpectedly, he had skillfully maneuvered through it all. He ended up stealing the spotlight at this school festival, completely overshadowing her.

Since Ying Zhao was only here to help out, after assisting the club all morning, the afternoon was his own.

After noon, Ying Zhao changed back into his own clothes and left with Lei Che, planning to enjoy themselves at the school festival.

There were plenty of food stalls along the campus streets, which interested Ying Zhao a lot. Together with Lei Che, they walked and ate, filling their stomachs in no time.

Lei Che, as usual, was frugal and didn’t buy anything. Ying Zhao, on the other hand, always bought more food than he could eat and pretended he couldn’t finish it, stuffing it into Lei Che’s hands.

Lei Che gladly ate the food Ying Zhao had taken bites of or touched. Of course, he realized Ying Zhao was deliberately leaving food for him. Strolling around the streets with the person he loved made Lei Che feel a sense of sweetness in his heart.

After a while, they ran into Lei Che’s sister, Leiting. Leiting was naturally carefree and, upon seeing Lei Che and Ying Zhao, immediately ran over joyfully.

Leiting noticed a haunted house booth ahead and enthusiastically called on Ying Zhao and Lei Che to join her. Ying Zhao naturally agreed without hesitation, as he enjoyed such novelties.

Lei Che, seeing the dim interior of the haunted house booth and eyes gleaming with excitement, nodded in agreement.

Because this haunted house was set up by students themselves, it wasn’t as sophisticated as those outside. Once inside, it was pitch black with some very fake-looking models.

However, when Ying Zhao realized this was something the students had made themselves, he admired their hands-on abilities greatly. It wasn’t until they had entered deep into the haunted house, far from the entrance, that Ying Zhao truly understood the phrase “can’t see your hand in front of your face.”

After walking for a while, Ying Zhao suddenly felt Lei Che tighten his grip on his hand. Ying Zhao thought Lei Che might be scared, so he leaned in closer, intending to ask Lei Che how he was feeling.

To his surprise, when he got close, Lei Che ignored Lei Ting in front of them and suddenly embraced Ying Zhao, pressing him into a corner, and passionately kissed his lips.

Ying Zhao was taken aback, not expecting Lei Che to act like this suddenly. However, facing his lover’s embrace, he never refused, closing his eyes and responding to the man holding him.

Feeling Ying Zhao’s response only excited Lei Che further. Ying Zhao’s dazzling appearance at the school festival earlier had left Lei Che feeling emotionally stirred.

Especially afterward, when Ying Zhao attracted everyone’s attention, Lei Che became even more nervous. He felt like his treasure was being scrutinized by others.

So he couldn’t wait to assert his sovereignty. He wanted to kiss this person, to prove that this person belonged to him. He would only embrace him, only accept his kisses, and only engage in such intimate actions with him.

Therefore, he eagerly embraced Ying Zhao, taking advantage of the enclosed space to do what he had long wanted to do with his beloved.

Feeling the compliance from Ying Zhao, Lei Che’s mood finally settled a bit. The two kissed for a long while before finally parting.

In the darkness, Ying Zhao felt Lei Che’s face and knew that Lei Che couldn’t see him clearly, so he didn’t speak anymore. He simply squeezed Lei Che’s hand, adjusted his own clothes, then took Lei Che’s hand and walked out of the haunted house together.

Once they exited the haunted house, Lei Ting had been waiting outside for a long time. When she saw Lei Che and Ying Zhao, she immediately yelled in frustration:

“I’ve been out here forever! That stupid haunted house inside is a complete sham! Why did it take you both so long to come out?”

Ying Zhao blushed at Lei Ting’s question. He turned his head, touched his nose, and put on a shy expression. Only then did Lei Ting notice Ying Zhao’s flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips.

Thinking to herself that it must be her brother causing trouble again, she walked over and fiercely knocked Lei Che on the head, mouthing complaints at him:

“You idiot, you’re so obsessed. Can’t you see where you are? Didn’t I tell you already to treat Hanyu better?”

Lei Che, hearing Lei Ting’s words, rubbed his sore head in confusion. He looked over at Ying Zhao but didn’t deny anything.

After leaving the haunted house, the two didn’t hold hands again, considering the crowded environment of the school.

Although Ying Zhao felt they genuinely loved each other, he was still sensitive about their relationship status, so he didn’t want too many people to know about them for now.

The three of them had a great time together at the school festival, staying until late. Eventually, Ying Zhao and Lei Che returned to the tower where they lived.

However, upon returning to the tower, Ying Zhao saw the president of the cosplay club waiting at the door, as promised, holding a bag. Ying Zhao smirked slightly, seeing that the president was indeed very reliable.

So Ying Zhao quickly walked over, nodded at the president of the cosplay club, and smiled, saying, “Thank you. After I’ve used it, I’ll make sure to return it to you.”

To his surprise, the president shook his head and said excitedly, “No need! Thanks to your support as the school doctor today, our club’s activities during this campus festival were exceptionally successful! So, consider this outfit a gift for you!”

As the president spoke, he glanced at Lei Che beside Ying Zhao, showing no surprise at his presence here at the tower at such a late hour.

Ying Zhao nodded in response, thinking that the president was quite tactful. After exchanging a few casual remarks, they parted ways.

Actually, Lei Che was curious about what was inside the paper bag, but he didn’t ask. After returning to their room, both of them went to the bathroom to freshen up.

Because of the variety of snacks at the campus festival, they had almost filled their stomachs completely.

After washing up, Ying Zhao took the paper bag and disappeared into the bathroom, not coming out for quite some time. Lei Che was puzzled, wondering why Ying Zhao was spending more time than usual in the bathroom.

However, when the bathroom door finally opened again, Lei Che couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

Because at that moment, Ying Zhao was wearing the red cheongsam that Lei Che had admired earlier at the cosplay club during the day. The cheongsam accentuated Ying Zhao’s perfect figure, with a high slit revealing long, slender thighs, radiating endless charm.

Barefoot, Ying Zhao walked up to Lei Che, smiling, and said, “I noticed you were eyeing this cheongsam for quite a while today, so I asked the club president for it. How do I look in it?”

Lei Che, seeing Ying Zhao’s question, nodded awkwardly. The red cheongsam hugged Ying Zhao’s body, highlighting his fair skin, but most importantly, the hint of allure in his eyes was simply mesmerizing.

Lei Che felt breathless, his skin tingling with a faint blush. He found Ying Zhao’s appearance so stunning that he didn’t know how to react.

Standing up, he walked towards Ying Zhao, feeling a bit lost in his thoughts. His body instinctively moved closer to him, as if he couldn’t control his own actions.

Seeing his lover’s stunned expression, Ying Zhao smiled knowingly. They had been together for a long time, and while outwardly Lei Che often attributed their relationship to financial arrangements, Ying Zhao understood that Lei Che cherished him deeply.

So as long as Lei Che wasn’t extremely angry, he would never force Ying Zhao to do anything. For Ying Zhao, being intimate with his lover was entirely natural.

Especially today, seeing the way the heroine Lan Lili looked at Lei Che, Ying Zhao was certain that Lan Lili had figured out Lei Che’s background. That’s why she was so eager to flatter Lei Che and tried to steal the spotlight at the campus festival.

Ying Zhao deliberately fell into the heroine’s trap and then intentionally outshone Lan Lili. This was because, even though he knew his man was absolutely loyal to him and wouldn’t have feelings for anyone else, it didn’t stop Ying Zhao from being annoyed by Lan Lili’s persistent pursuit of his man. Thus, he wanted to crush those who overestimated themselves.

Ying Zhao turned off the lights in the room and walked to the window, beckoning to Lei Che with his finger. The tower’s floor-to-ceiling window was large, and at this moment, in the quiet of the night, only the moonlight was shining down, making Ying Zhao look like a painting.

Lei Che felt enchanted, willing to be the other’s puppet. Seeing Ying Zhao’s gesture, he instinctively walked towards him.

Seeing his lover’s dazed expression as he approached, Ying Zhao raised an eyebrow and kissed Lei Che’s cheek. Then he curled his lips into a smile and said softly, “Doesn’t it look good? Why aren’t you saying anything?”

After being teased by Ying Zhao, Lei Che seemed to have been switched on. His breath caught suddenly, and then he couldn’t hold back any longer, grabbing Ying Zhao and pinning him against the window.

Although he had always been careful and restrained, that string in his head seemed to snap at that moment. He only wanted to keep Ying Zhao close to him, sealing him tightly against his chest, and then he kissed those enticing red lips passionately.

Ying Zhao, pinned there by Lei Che, could feel the strength his lover was using. It seemed his outfit today had indeed greatly excited him.

Feeling the other’s heavy breathing, Ying Zhao tried to struggle lightly, but found he couldn’t break free from Lei Che’s grip. Lei Che kissed him madly, feeling as if Ying Zhao’s sweet scent was absorbing his very soul.

He kept pressing Ying Zhao’s body closer to his, wanting to merge with him, to become one. But no matter what, he felt it wasn’t enough and didn’t know what to do.

It was only after a long while that Lei Che lifted his head and saw Ying Zhao panting heavily. His mind cleared a bit. He quickly released Ying Zhao, seeing the red, swollen marks on his wrists. Lei Che frowned, apologetically stammering:

“I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I lost control just now. Does it hurt a lot?”

Ying Zhao pursed his lips, looking at the nervous Lei Che opposite him. He rubbed his sore wrist and softly said:

“It doesn’t hurt much. But Lei Che, I’ve always wanted to know, why do you give me all the money you can? Do you like me?”

When Lei Che heard Ying Zhao’s question, he froze for a moment, his face turning red. Finally, he nodded at Ying Zhao.