The Coercion of Scum

Although immediately I realized that I was too reckless and would disturb them to sleep, but Shion and Sunflower were unfortunately woken up by me.

"Um...what's wrong, Jasmine the vixen..."

"Jasmine, have you seen the cockroach?"

At the same time, they looked a little sleepy and rubbed their eyes, then tilted their heads and looked at me puzzled.

There was a cold sweat on my forehead.

"Ahaha, it's nothing...just reminding you to go to class."

"Oh."

Unlike sunflowers, who nodded their heads, Shion put her hands in her thick hair and rubbed it around, then complained about something.

"No, it's Sunday, are you a fool?"

"Woo... I'm sorry!"

"Puff~ That's it, Jasmine, you must have a nightmare, right?"

"Hahaha... a little bit."

As a result, Sunflower and Ziyuan expressed their opinions on whether it is painful or not, and then they lie back on the bed because of lack of sleep.

Although they immediately returned to sleep because they had nothing to worry about, I couldn't sleep because of the storm.

How does this feel? The heart pounded and pounded, seemingly because I witnessed the sweet scene of the sleeping girl in the morning...

Why is the mind of this body so delicate?

I sighed and decided that since I couldn't sleep, I would just get up.

Because yesterday’s clothes were thrown into the basket, I need to change to new clothes today.

After hesitating for a while, I went to look for Jasmine's suitcase again.

Although the box is not big, the clothes she wears are not fancy, and the space occupied is relatively small, so the small box basically covers the clothing that will be replaced in a month.

So, what are you going to wear today?

After thinking about it a little bit, I decided to adopt a conservative style considering the fragility of this body.

Taking off my thin pajamas, I looked at my thighs in particular.

After more than a week, the insulting words on it have finally been washed away. Even if you look carefully, there are only a little black mark, which is not enough to be suspected. Seeing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As a boy, it’s okay. Once I become "Jasmine", my shame seems to be stronger. When I took a bath yesterday, I tried my best to scrub my thighs. When I looked at it, I felt my eyes were a little wet. This inexplicable sense of grievance is really true. It's scary enough.

In order to keep the lower body warm after wearing the skirt, I took out a pair of rolled stockings.

I always thought this thing was sexy, but I didn’t expect it to be so troublesome to wear—I stretched my hand into the sock, thinking that I should roll up the sock first, but I didn’t expect the black silk in my hand to be so long and elastic, and it pulled it to the end. I realized that it was reversed.

I'm clumsy, I always feel so down, but I cheered up again, carefully rolled up my socks, aligned them with my toes, and carefully inserted them in. I waited until one foot reached the knee position before I started. Wear the other foot.

"Hey."

Because they all fell asleep soon, I felt a little lucky to be able to wear socks awkwardly without psychological pressure.

After a lot of effort, I finally stood up straight, and by the way, I lifted the black silk to the crotch, let the elastic block the waist, and pulled the uneven part to a moderate depth, and then I patted my **** with satisfaction.

Haha, it's still very interesting. Because the whole lower body was wrapped in silk stockings, it was quite silky and elastic, like being kissed by the skin in all directions, I actually had some small deer bumping into it.

Oh no, I can't be so obsessed with women's clothing... But I am a girl now...

After standing in front of the mirror for a while, I finally decided to play Jasmine and take care of her.

Well, now I am Jasmine, not Zhu Zeyu.

Relying on this self-comfort, I changed into a pure white floral chiffon suspender dress that made my heart beat faster, with a round neckline with lace and a skirt full of folds like a princess dress. The swing hits my girl's heart.

I always feel that I have adapted to this body's instincts a little bit. I put on my leather shoes and walked out of the room happily.

Hey, where do you go later? It’s still a bit early for me to get up on Sunday...

With my hands behind my head, I rarely walked leisurely into the hotel courtyard like a boy.

It seems to be Sunday, so the entrance guard opened earlier and you can see that I am not the only one who likes to get up early, and some people even start a morning jog along the seaside road.

But at this moment, I noticed that Bletilla was also standing at the door, and together with some members of the student union, stopped two girls.

Because Bletilla's expression is almost the most angry and serious I have ever seen, I couldn't help but leaned over to watch the excitement.

"What the **** is going on with you? It's obviously a girl who doesn't come home at night, knowing that this will put the school and the student union at a disadvantage!!"

"..."

"Ok."

Different from Bletilla's angry expression, the two female students showed expressions as if they had gone to an Internet cafe to play games all night, and hummed softly like zombies, which made Bletilla's anger even stronger.

"What's your face? I'm serious about it. Yesterday we blocked the news and worked so hard to find you, know how tired you are?"

"..."

I always feel that no matter how hard Bletilla teaches, there is a feeling of playing the piano.

Seeing this kind of scene, a certain kind of anxiety in me seemed to be aroused.

Now this...what is going on?

Because there happened to be a friend of Wen Xinlan in the student union's class, I leaned over and spoke to her who had no sense of existence with her hands behind her back.

"Student Wen Xinlan, what happened here?"

"Ah... it's Jasmine."

She seemed startled, but she was relieved immediately after seeing me.

Then she took a peek at Bletilla striata, and then she put her mouth in my ear to explain:

"Yesterday there were two girls who didn't come home at night and couldn't make contact on the phone. We were all mad. Just when the president was talking about using astrology to divination them, they appeared at the door of the hotel again. "

"Oh, that's it... But for girls, not coming home at night is indeed a very serious matter."

"Yes, yes, women have inherent disadvantages. What if you go out and meet bad guys?"

Wen Xinlan put her hands on her chest, showing a look of concern.