Chapter 917: Xiao Chong Extra 19

Chapter 917: Xiao Chong Extra 19

When Lin Wanwan finished washing up and blew her hair half-dry, Chen Ying looked at her white and rosy face after the shower and was momentarily taken aback.

Then she flashed a big smile: "Wow! Wanwan, your skin is so nice! Just like a peeled egg from the book. What face wash and cream do you use?"

Lin Wanwan replied: "I don’t use face wash, I use ’Hai’er Mian’."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ying giggled and quickly touched Lin Wanwan’s face, saying, "Beauty~ It’s so smooth!"

Lin Wanwan was stunned for a moment and then playfully pinched Chen Ying’s face in return, teasing her, "Indeed, easy to pinch!"

"Oh! Sneak attack! Watch me tickle you to death!" Chen Ying immediately reached for Lin Wanwan, trying to tickle her.

Lin Wanwan had been learning self-defense with Xiao Chong for several months, she definitely wouldn’t let someone shorter and with a shorter reach get the best of her. So she pinned Chen Ying down firmly.

After some playful wrestling, the two girls quickly became close.

They sat on a bed, and Chen Ying opened her backpack, showing Lin Wanwan her skincare treasures one by one.

Face wash, toner, eye cream, face cream, sunscreen, all sorts of items were complete, opening Lin Wanwan’s eyes.

Since she’s a commuting student, she doesn’t interact much with girls her age and has no means to know about these things. It’s her first time seeing so many varieties.

"Wanwan, I’m telling you, download ’Xiaohongshu’. There are many things shared by girls on it, you can take a look." Chen Ying taught Lin Wanwan about the things girls enjoy.

Lin Wanwan, experiencing these fresh things for the first time, was quite interested.

It’s rare tonight to relax without studying, chatting with another girl about beauty, movies and TV shows, discussing popular school topics, and listening to Chen Ying’s lively travel stories—all quite interesting.

Chen Ying was very considerate; she didn’t think Lin Wanwan knowing nothing was embarrassing.

It’s clear that Lin Wanwan is the kind of student who loves studying, unlike their group of pop idol fans.

Actually, Chen Ying’s grades weren’t too bad, middle of the class—it wouldn’t be a problem to get into an ordinary high school. But compared to her parents, who have dual master’s degrees, she seemed much worse academically because, at her current level, she couldn’t get into key schools.

Chen Ying’s parents were highly educated with high incomes, and their work pressure was great, so they didn’t have the energy to manage their children. They simply signed Chen Ying up for many tutoring classes, leaving family education matters entirely to the tutors.

This gave Chen Ying a lot of free time and money to pursue a colorful extracurricular life.

Her parents set the bottom line for her life. Even if she didn’t try hard, as long as she got into an ordinary third-tier university and followed her parents’ arranged path, she could smoothly enter a good workplace by her parents’ arrangement and live without worries.

Though she wasn’t very focused on academics, she knew quite a lot about other things.

The two girls hit it off immediately, and Chen Ying pulled Lin Wanwan to do face masks suitable for girls together, cook instant noodles together, and chat until they almost fell asleep.

In the quiet of the night, Chen Ying suddenly asked, "Wanwan, what’s your relationship with my cousin?"

Upon hearing this question, Lin Wanwan felt a bit guilty for reasons unknown: "Just classmates."

"Just classmates?" Chen Ying’s voice carried a hint of doubt, "My cousin calls you Wanwan, quite familiar. He used to keep his distance from female classmates, not very familiar with them."

"Just classmates." Lin Wanwan stubbornly emphasized, "Your cousin is very popular among classmates. How can he not be familiar with them? You’re overthinking."

"Oh..." Chen Ying drew out her response.

Lin Wanwan waited for a while but didn’t hear Chen Ying speak further. She slightly leaned up from the pillow to see the movement on the next bed, finding Chen Ying apparently had already fallen asleep.

However, Lin Wanwan couldn’t fall asleep yet; it was her first time leaving the city, first time staying in a hotel, somewhat excited.

And today she hadn’t had a proper chat with Xiao Chong—she felt like she was missing a step before sleeping.

Ever since she had access to an iPad with internet, they’ve casually chatted a bit every night before sleep.

She took out the iPad from the bedside table, turned on a small night light, and opened QQ to check messages.

Xiao Chong had sent her five consecutive messages, mainly asking if she was comfortable living with Chen Ying and then whether she wanted to visit the Bund after the match tomorrow, among other things.