In the Closet

“Shh…” Qin An made a silencing gesture. “I hear voices.”

Wang Luoran tensed up immediately, muttering, “What do we do? What do we do?”

Now that she was wearing the skirt, she no longer seemed as domineering and decisive as before, displaying a girlish demeanor.

“Don’t panic!” Qin An hurriedly pressed the computer’s power button.

The room fell silent again. From outside came the sound of distant voices and footsteps.

“Sounds like a man and a woman,” Qin An listened carefully. “One of them is probably Ren Yin.”

“Ah!” Wang Luoran thought, ‘I’m dead.’

Qin An’s eyes quickly scanned the room and spotted a large filing cabinet on the right.

“Follow me.” Qin An made up his mind, grabbed Wang Luoran, and ran to the cabinet. He opened the bottom door, crouched down, and squeezed inside. Wang Luoran followed, and the two of them barely fit. Qin An’s back touched something hard—likely folders—while they faced each other, embracing tightly. Qin An quickly closed the cabinet door.

*Click.*

The wooden door was slowly pushed open. Though sure they hadn’t been discovered, Wang Luoran’s body trembled noticeably. Qin An tightened his arms, holding her close to give her a sense of security. Tonight, perhaps she was her true self—having been strong for too long, once she became vulnerable, she was more fragile than anyone.

From outside came the sound of Ren Yin plopping into his chair, while a lighter set of footsteps seemed to stop by his desk.

“Teacher Ren, I was wrong. I won’t dare do it again.”

A small, pleading voice sounded, seemingly from a girl.

“Again? You dare think about doing it again! Think about what you’ve done!” Ren Yin banged on the desk and shouted.

“It’s just a book! Isn’t it normal for students to read? You always say there’s golden houses and jade in books!” the girl muttered softly.

“You call this a book!” Ren Yin knew he had to get angry. Only by making this student know his power could he achieve his real goal.

“I see this as an obscene, banned novel. Is this something a student should read? Take a look yourself! What kind of stuff is written here! If this isn’t porn, then what is?”

Ren Yin flipped through the pages, all the while banging on the desk. “This is a serious violation of discipline! I’m not only informing your parents but also your homeroom teacher! At such a young age, instead of studying hard, you dare bring this forbidden novel to school and spread it around! I will give you a major demerit to enforce school rules!”

“Teacher Ren, please don’t! If my dad finds out, he’ll beat me to death! Anything but that, please don’t tell my parents!” The girl quickly looked up, anxious and nervous.

She had curved eyebrows and big, watery eyes. Her small body hadn’t fully developed yet—she wasn’t beautiful, but her moist little lips made Ren Yin fantasize more than once. After all, having had so many sluts, he occasionally wanted to taste an unbloomed bud.

“Teacher Ren, didn’t you say that if I helped you and those two senior students put on a show, you’d return my book and definitely not tell my parents?”

“That was before, when I thought you were just reading ordinary extracurricular books, not this disgusting novel.”

Ren Yin looked at the student’s pitiful appearance and couldn’t suppress his glee, a wicked smile spreading across his lips.

But inside the cabinet, Wang Luoran was in turmoil. She never imagined that her act of bravery had been a carefully orchestrated setup—a trap to frame her.

Startled, she nearly opened the cabinet door and rushed out. She wanted to beat that little b*tch to death, and even more so, the beastly Ren Yin.

Qin An held her writhing body, trying to keep her still, but she was too agitated to calm down.

“I want…”

Just as she was about to scream, Qin An quickly covered her mouth with his. But the nearly hysterical Wang Luoran bit down hard, breaking Qin An’s lower lip. When she saw the blood trickling from his mouth, her bloodshot eyes gradually calmed.

“No, we have to inform your parents! Otherwise, you won’t learn your lesson. I know you students fear the teacher calling your parents most.” Ren Yin had already found out—the girl’s parents were ordinary people with no background. That was why he was so bold today.

“Teacher Ren, please! I won’t dare again! I’ll never read these things!” The girl’s eyes were red. It seemed calling her parents really scared her.

Suddenly, Ren Yin changed his tone. “Actually… I’ve been through it too. I understand your physical needs and troubles. It’s not impossible to not tell your parents.”

“Thank you, Teacher Ren. I really won’t dare again.” The girl thought her pleading had worked, her choked voice tinged with some joy.

“I haven’t finished! I can not call your parents, but you must listen to me. I like obedient students best.” Ren Yin wore a lecherous smile.

“I’ll listen. I’ll definitely listen.” The girl nodded quickly. Her parents’ greatest hope was for her to study well and get into university. If they found out she was reading this kind of book, even if she wasn’t beaten to death, she’d have her legs broken.

“Good, obedient children are good kids. Teacher will be gentle with you.” Ren Yin laughed heartily. Today, he had taken a big step forward—from female teachers to female students, no, a leap directly to elementary school girls.

Just as Ren Yin dropped his pants, before he could do anything else, the door suddenly opened. A gust of cool wind made Ren Yin shiver, and he looked up abruptly.

At the door stood a voluptuous woman with large breasts and buttocks—she weighed over 150 pounds.

Ren Yin recognized this woman; she was somewhat familiar. It was Lin Chunlan, the Chinese teacher for Qin An and Wang Luoran. Lin Chunlan was the woman Ren Yin disliked most, because once, when he was with a female teacher, she found out and blackmailed him into doing it with her as well. Ren Yin had to endure the nausea and go along.

Lin Chunlan clearly hadn’t expected to see such a scene. She froze at the door. Ren Yin also froze. Seizing the golden opportunity, the girl shoved Ren Yin away and ran out crying.

With his fun ruined, Ren Yin was extremely annoyed. He scolded Lin Chunlan, “What are you doing here? I remember you’re not on duty today.”

“Oh my, I just knew Director Ren was working hard, so I came to console you! Whatever you command, I’ll do. Whether it’s this kind of thing or that kind of thing.” Lin Chunlan placed her hands on Ren Yin’s shoulders.

Ren Yin initially refused, but not taking meat when it was offered went against his principles. She was ugly, but she had big boobs and a round butt. Turn off the lights, and it wouldn’t matter.

Hearing the sounds coming from outside, Wang Luoran’s face was covered in a blush, her pink cheeks extraordinarily alluring. Qin An looked at her. The distance between their eyes was only millimeters. They could feel each other’s breath.

At that moment, she felt a strange sensation in her body, like she needed to pee. Strange—she hadn’t drunk much water tonight.

“Does it hurt?” Wang Luoran’s small hand brushed over Qin An’s lips, asking softly.

Qin An’s lips were stained with blood, pitiful to see.

“I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”

“It’s not your fault. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Mom says that if you kiss a wound, it won’t hurt.”

Wang Luoran’s face flushed like a ripe apple, her eyes glistening like spring water. Warm breath hit Qin An’s face. She parted her lips and pressed them against his.

Qin An’s lips were a bit dry. Before pulling away, Wang Luoran licked off the blood, leaving Qin An dumbfounded.

The battle outside had long ended, and a strange smell lingered in the air.

Qin An took the dazed Wang Luoran out. Getting in had been difficult, but leaving was simpler—the teachers on duty had gone home.

Two dark figures dashed across the playground. The night was deep; the stingy school had turned off most of the streetlights.

Qin An and Wang Luoran returned the same way, arriving again by the Lei Feng statue.

Still shaken by what had happened, Wang Luoran said, “This time, you climb first.”

“Alright.”

Qin An didn’t mind. He easily vaulted over the railing as usual. But Wang Luoran had a harder time—one hand gripped the metal frame, while the other had to hold down her skirt.

“This time, no matter what happens, you absolutely, positively cannot look.”

“I promise I won’t look up.”

Wang Luoran seemed relieved by Qin An’s assurance, but then her back foot slipped, and she screamed as she fell straight down.

Qin An quickly stepped forward, reaching out his hands, thinking he could catch her perfectly.

But whether because Wang Luoran made some extra move midair or because Qin An’s eyesight was poor in the dark, his face came into zero-distance contact with her panties.

Qin An was pinned to the ground by Wang Luoran. She could clearly feel the warm breath beneath her underwear.

“You definitely saw this time!” Wang Luoran said, on the verge of tears.

“I think bear prints are cute. But Hello Kitty is nice too.”

“Qin An, you pervert! I misjudged you.”

Wang Luoran chased and hit Qin An for a while. When they came to their senses, they realized their bikes had been stolen. Bike thieves were everywhere.

The night was so quiet, only their heartbeats could be heard. Occasionally, a cold wind blew, and Wang Luoran couldn’t help but grip Qin An’s hand tightly.

Qin An suddenly let go of Wang Luoran’s hand. After taking a few steps, he turned and said, “Luoran, you were really cute today!”

Feeling the warmth of his hand, Wang Luoran felt reluctant to let go. Their homes were close, but it seemed their hearts were far apart.

Standing at her doorstep, Wang Luoran looked down at her skirt. Maybe it was time to ask her mom to buy more.

“From now on, I’ll only wear them for you. And only you can see them.”