Chapter 11: The Campus Belle
Liu Yan's lewd moans keep stimulating Lin Zimo.
His cock grows even fiercer as he flips her over, mounting that plump ass.
He starts pounding her from behind like a madman.
This position lets him thrust even deeper, feels even better.
His massive dick slams straight into her womb's depths every time.
Then he pulls out fast, only to plunge back in deep.
Just a minute of this, and Liu Yan's first orgasm hasn't even faded.
The second wave is already crashing in.
She's screaming in ecstasy: "Ah... you're too good, my slutty pussy... oh, I'm cumming so hard I'm gonna dehydrate!"
Lin Zimo ignores her now. He's treating Liu Yan like an inflatable doll.
A fleshlight onahole.
Nothing but a sex toy.
He pistons into her furiously, venting his lust.
His big hands smack that tempting ass—slap slap slap.
Her pale cheeks are covered in bright red handprints.
The stark contrast drives Lin Zimo to thrust even harder.
"You stinking bitch... fuck your mom, you little slut, I'm gonna fuck you to death, wreck that cheap cunt!"
Like a berserk bull, Lin Zimo hammers away relentlessly. He's tireless now, obsessed with pumping his load deep into this slut's pussy.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Oh, big cock, so good... you gonna cum? Daddy, ah, cum quick... you're fucking me so hard, I'm really gonna die... oh, your second round lasts forever... cum, ah, cum in my mouth, pull out, mmph..."
With that, Liu Yan twists her fat ass to match his thrusts.
"Ah~~! Here it comes!"
Right then, Lin Zimo yanks his huge cock from her sopping warmth and shoves it into Liu Yan's mouth.
Another soul-melting hole.
Thick ropes of cum erupt, filling her up completely!
A moment later, Lin Zimo pulls out his still-throbbing dick with a satisfied sigh.
"Liu Yan-jie, I sent you the water meter pics. Got stuff to do—I'm out."
Without waiting for the landlady widow's reply, he strides out fast.
Liu Yan eyes his dashing retreating back, calling out playfully in mock annoyance.
"Lin Zimo~ what're you running for? Sis wouldn't really eat you..."
Lin Zimo hustles to the parking lot and slips into the Lexus the system provided, finally exhaling.
They say women at 30 are like wolves, 40 like tigers. A widowed Liu Yan? Hungrier than both. He couldn't survive a full night of her pouncing.
Besides, with the system now, he doesn't need to leech off anyone.
Priority one: finish system tasks, rack up more rewards.
That way, he won't drop dead from exhaustion building his harem.
...
Meanwhile, at Kyohai University, inside the sophomore girls' dorm.
Su Qingya listens to Ou Haocheng's guitar serenade confession drifting up from below.
She glances at the Leasing Boyfriend APP order—still "processing"—her gorgeous face clouded with worry.
What was she thinking? Pinning her hopes on this sketchy app without knowing if it even works.
"Qingya, you've been fidgety staring at your phone. Want me to go down with you and chase off Ou Haocheng again?"
Her roommate Lin Youyou hates seeing her bestie upset and speaks up caringly.
"Sigh, Ou Haocheng's got skin thicker than a tank. We've shooed him so many times, no use. What I'm really worried about is..."
Su Qingya sighs, spilling the Leasing Boyfriend APP story to her bestie Lin Youyou.
Lin Youyou listens, then voices her doubts.
"Qingya, it's been ages. Even takeout would've arrived by now, and no sign of him? This rental boyfriend thing's gotta be a scam."
Su Qingya starts doubting too, about to report the app, block it, and uninstall in one go.
Then her phone rings—a stranger's number.
Su Qingya glances at Lin Youyou, taps accept, hits speaker, and says coolly, "Hello."
"Hi, is this Su Qingya? I'm your rental boyfriend, Lin Zimo."
The deep, velvety voice from the phone is magnetic—steady, gentle, effortlessly charming.
Su Qingya and Lin Youyou's hearts skip. They exchange looks. He actually showed! Not a scam!
"Hi, yes, this is Su Qingya."
This voice is so smooth!
Hotter than any voice actor she's heard!
"Su Qingya girlfriend, I'm at your school already. Be under your dorm in about two minutes."
Lin Zimo's tone stays warm and unhurried.
"Got it. Coming down now."
Su Qingya feels a flutter from his voice—cheeks warming a bit.
Lin Youyou holds her breath the whole call. Once Su Qingya hangs up, she exhales big and gushes excitedly.
"Qingya, your rental boyfriend—who knows what he looks like—but damn, that voice! I'll go with you to meet him."
Su Qingya figures it's safer with her bestie along, so she nods. "Sure."
Right now, Ou Haocheng strums his guitar, crooning a lovesick ballad.
"Hey ah ah... you're my baby... missing you is eating me up inside... baby baby..."
Onlooker college kids gawk and buzz.
"Damn, Ou Haocheng's got game. Sings pretty good, looks decent, family's loaded."
"Yeah, now that you mention it, Senior Ou kinda matches up to Campus Belle Su. This confession's romantic as hell~"
"Look look, here comes Su the campus flower! Bet Senior Ou melted her heart."
...
Ou Haocheng hears the chatter, smirks, chin up.
He spots Su Qingya, holds out roses, steps forward with soulful eyes. "Qingya, I like you. Be my girlfriend." Easy win, he thinks smugly.
His lackeys chant: "Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!"
Su Qingya's exquisite face twists in awkward disgust. She rejects him coldly.
"Senior Ou Haocheng, I really don't like you. And I have a boyfriend now."
Lin Youyou backs her up quick. "Ou Haocheng, hear that? Su Qingya doesn't like you. Stop harassing her."
"I don't buy it!" Ou Haocheng ogles Su Qingya's beauty greedily. "Don't feed me that excuse."
"Bring your boyfriend here right now—or I'll chase you till you say yes!"