Chapter 2379 - 2372: The Unusual Coach
"Sis, sis, in brother-in-law’s eyes he only sees you. If I weren’t your little sister, would brother-in-law just not come save me?" Lin Shir pouted unhappily.
"Of course not, brother-in-law worries about you too."
"Really?"
"Really!"
The little girl instantly became happy.
The girls in the dorm very tactfully left the space to the two of them.
This dog food they were spreading was about more than they could take.
Wang Dadong kept both hands hovering in mid‑air, not daring to put them down—this was his own little sister‑in‑law after all.
"Bad brother‑in‑law, don’t hit me anymore, okay? That hit just now really hurt." Her big eyes looked up at Wang Dadong, pitiful and pleading.
Wang Dadong nodded. "I won’t hit you anymore, but you have to promise me you’ll never joke about something like this again. If you want to see me, just tell me straight."
"Then if I look for brother‑in‑law in the future, you have to come, okay?"
"Mm."
"Brother‑in‑law is so nice!"
Lin Shir suddenly lifted her head and planted a loud kiss on Wang Dadong’s face.
Wang Dadong shook his head helplessly. This little minx really had guts...
"Brother‑in‑law, let’s go eat." Lin Shir hooked her arm through Wang Dadong’s.
Lin Shir had all the temperament of a young girl—just a moment ago she hated Wang Dadong to death, and now she’d turned into wanting to cling to him nonstop.
He picked a restaurant with a decent environment, ordered a whole table of expensive dishes, and finally managed to stuff this little glutton Lin Shir full.
When they were about to leave, Lin Shir called the waiter over.
"Waiter, pack it up to go!"
Hearing Lin Shir’s words, the waiter’s expression turned very strange. He’d never seen customers eating abalone and lobster ask to pack leftovers.
Wang Dadong didn’t mind. He only did things according to his mood; as long as Lin Shir was happy, never mind packing up leftovers, even ordering a whole table of dishes just to throw them away wouldn’t be a problem.
Wang Dadong carried the bags while Lin Shir clung to his arm as they walked down the street. The streetlights stretched their shadows out long, looking just like a loving couple.
"Shishi, you just ate so much, and then you packed up so much more—can you even finish all this?" Wang Dadong tilted his head to look at Lin Shir’s still‑flat little belly. He honestly had no idea what women’s stomachs were made of, being able to hold that much.
"It’s not for me, I packed it for coach." Lin Shir said with a cheeky grin.
"Why didn’t you invite coach out to eat with us?" Wang Dadong asked, puzzled.
"Coach isn’t feeling well, she’s resting at home."
...
"Jingjing, d‑don’t be like this..." Li Xiaoxue was pinned against the wall by Gui Jingjing, speaking with a hint of panic.
"Xiaoxue, relax. I’ll let you feel real pleasure, the kind no man could ever give you."
"N‑no, don’t..." Seemingly understanding what Gui Jingjing was about to do, Li Xiaoxue cried out in a fluster.
But it was already too late. Gui Jingjing’s tail was slowly reaching out towards her.
...
"Xiaoxue, I wasn’t wrong, was I? From now on you’ll never need men again, and you can stay with me forever." Gui Jingjing gently stroked Li Xiaoxue’s perfect, delicate body with her tail.
Li Xiaoxue squeezed her eyes shut. Fine, whatever—so long as Gui Jingjing doesn’t go hurt anyone else, she can do whatever she wants.
"Mm!"
Suddenly a flash of pain crossed Li Xiaoxue’s face, as a searing, burning pain shot from her neck—it felt like Gui Jingjing had bitten her.
Gui Jingjing lifted her still‑pretty face, blood at the corner of her mouth. Her originally neat teeth now showed two long fangs, eerily sinister.
Gui Jingjing said, face full of bliss, "Xiaoxue, your blood really is delicious."
Gui Jingjing had completely turned into a monster—she was actually drinking Li Xiaoxue’s blood!
Li Xiaoxue endured the intense pain, her two small fists clenching, but very quickly loosening again.
Faced with a Gui Jingjing this terrifying, she no longer had the courage to resist.
Thump thump thump!
Suddenly, knocking sounds came from outside.
"Guess who’s here?" Gui Jingjing said, her face full of wickedness.
Fear filled Li Xiaoxue’s heart. Very few people ever came to her place; she didn’t even have to think about it—the person at the door had to be Lin Shir.
"Coach, are you home? I brought you some food." Sure enough, Lin Shir’s voice came from outside the door.
"Go open the door. And remember what I told you." Gui Jingjing propped her snow‑white, slender hand under her chin, speaking lazily.
It was hard to imagine that such a frail‑looking body could be so terrifying.
The scene of Gui Jingjing tossing a car like a toy was still vividly imprinted in Li Xiaoxue’s mind even now.
Li Xiaoxue quickly got dressed, closed the bedroom door, and only then went to open the front door, praying in her heart that Wang Dadong would be there—otherwise, whatever Gui Jingjing wanted to do, no one would be able to stop her.
The door opened. Lin Shir was standing there, bags in hand, looking cute and lively, but there was no sign of Wang Dadong.
"Coach, you must be starving. Look what yummy stuff I bought you." Lin Shir barreled straight into the room, carefree as ever.
Li Xiaoxue grabbed Lin Shir in one go, her expression extremely ugly.
"Shishi, put the stuff down and then go back to school, okay?" There was a hint of pleading in Li Xiaoxue’s voice.
"What’s so great about school? Anyway you’ve got two rooms now, I’m sleeping with coach tonight. Oh right, I think I left my wallet in your bedroom." As Lin Shir spoke, she started walking toward the bedroom.
"Don’t go in!"
Li Xiaoxue was scared out of her wits and tried to stop Lin Shir, but it was already too late.
Lin Shir had just pushed the door open when Li Xiaoxue’s shout startled her. "Coach, don’t tell me you’re hiding some guy in there and won’t let me in?"
She gave a mischievous grin as she walked in.
"What the, there’s nothing here." Lin Shir flipped the quilt up, then opened all the wardrobe doors, but didn’t see anything, and pouted.
When Li Xiaoxue entered the bedroom and didn’t see Gui Jingjing, she finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Li Xiaoxue walked to Lin Shir’s side and gently took her hand. "Shishi, listen to coach and hurry back, okay?"
"Coach, what’s wrong with you? Why do you seem so weird to me?" Lin Shir could tell something was off about Li Xiaoxue.