The System Always Wants to Turn Me Into a Girl Chapter 21: Rent-a-Girlfriend?

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Chapter 21: Rent-a-Girlfriend?


Luckily, it was Wang Sheng. If it had been Chen Junjie or Wu Dongming, and something had fallen into the gap of the desk, once they saw that bag, they definitely wouldn’t ask whose it was. They’d just take it out and look straight away.


An Han didn’t want to take the bag out, so he had no choice but to stretch his hand in and feel around blindly like he was groping in the dark.


“Yo! Your butt’s sticking out quite nicely~”


Chen Junjie’s teasing voice came from behind. An Han turned his head for a moment, pulled out a dead cockroach from the gap, and threw it right at him.


That guy jumped in fright, he had been about to sneak a touch, but now he was hopping back in disgust.


“Gross! What the hell is wrong with you?!”


“Not as gross as you!”


An Han shot back and crawled back under the desk again. Within seconds, he found Wang Sheng’s charging cable.


Trying to act like nothing had happened, he crawled out from under the desk and tossed the cable onto the table.


“Why’d your cable fall into such a weird place?” he complained.


“The desk gap’s kinda big,” Wang Sheng said casually. He didn’t think much of it, just felt that An Han was being unusually helpful today.


He sat down again, plugged in his phone, and went back to gaming.


Seeing that Wang Sheng didn’t suspect anything, An Han turned and headed for the balcony. As he passed Chen Junjie, he casually wiped the hand that had touched the dead cockroach on Junjie’s shoulder.


“Damn it!”


Chen Junjie pretended to throw a punch, and An Han quickly escaped to the balcony.


Good thing, he dodged another disaster.


Next time, when all his roommates were out of the dorm, he’d need to move those girl clothes somewhere else.


After washing his hands, An Han quietly looked around the dorm, searching for other hidden corners to store them.


The closet wouldn’t work, Wang Sheng always threw his stuff in there and often rummaged through it. If he ever found the girl clothes while looking for something, that would be a total disaster.


This lousy school even made two people share one closet, with those iron bunk beds stacked up. When he was applying for college, everyone said this school had great dorms. But after arriving, he realized that was only for the new campus, which had nothing to do with him.


He really needed to find Wu Dongming a girlfriend soon. Otherwise, he’d have to wear the girl clothes himself again.


Putting those worries aside, he sat down at the computer, opened the school forum, class group, and department group.


Just like what Chen Junjie had done to him before, he started typing in those public chatrooms.


“I’m Wu Dongming. Height 1.6 meters, weight 100 kilos, rich family. Looking for a girlfriend, must be pretty, sweet-voiced, and well-endowed. DM me if interested.”


Then he attached a candid photo of Wu Dongming eating a chicken leg messily. Perfect!


Even if no girl would actually fall for Wu Dongming, An Han thought at least this would be enough to socially destroy him.


Dare to trick me into crossdressing, will you?!


He muttered curses under his breath as he continued posting “on behalf” of Wu Dongming. To his surprise, a few people, who knows if they were guys or girls, actually sent private messages. He almost burst out laughing.


“Delivery for Mr. Yanzu!”


The dorm door opened and the delivery guy called out. Just as he was about to set the food down, An Han quickly stood up. “I’m Yanzu!”


“My food still not here yet?” Chen Junjie turned toward the door. “I’m starving.”


“You? You think you’re the president?”


An Han shot back automatically, grabbed his food, and waved it proudly in front of him. “Your dad is going to eat first~”


They had never really gotten along well, An Han and Chen Junjie. But lately, it was mostly just verbal fights, a bit of teasing and arguing back and forth.


Not long after lunch, the door swung open again.


This time, it was Wu Dongming who came in.


“An Han! You posted my photo everywhere! And you even made up lies!”


That was fast!


It hadn’t even been an hour since the post went up.


An Han froze for a second, then turned around and defended himself with an innocent look, “Hey, I was just helping you find a girlfriend!”


His big dark eyes looked shiny with a hint of mist, and his slightly lowered eyebrows made him look pitiful and wronged.


Wu Dongming almost thought he’d misunderstood him, that poor “I’m nice to you and you still scold me?” expression was really disarming.


But he was already immune to An Han’s fake “pitiful act.” Still, for some reason, it was much more effective this time. Even so, he quickly regained his composure and smacked An Han on the head.


“Then why did you say I’m only 1.6 meters tall?!”


“What else should I say? That you’re 1.7?” An Han dropped the innocent act immediately, speaking boldly and grumbling, “Isn’t finding you a girlfriend online the fastest way? You’re short and plain-looking, you think any girl in class secretly likes you?!”


“I have plenty of good-looking photos! Why’d you post the one where I’m eating barbecue?!”


Fuming, Wu Dongming shoved An Han off his chair. “Move! Delete all those posts right now!”


“Oh? So you’re not looking for a girlfriend anymore?” An Han said gleefully, clearly enjoying the chaos.


“This way is ridiculous!”


Finding a girlfriend for Wu Dongming in one day, of course it was ridiculous!


Who knew why the system thought that was the easiest task?


An Han sighed deeply.


If this went on, he’d not only have to dress up as a girl to pretend to be Wu Dongming’s girlfriend. He’d only get some random stat points as a reward for it.


He sat on the edge of the bed, crossing his legs, when suddenly an idea popped into his head. “Hey, what if you rent a girlfriend?”


“What?”


“Rent a girlfriend,” he repeated. “You know, like those news stories during holidays. People rent a girlfriend to take home to meet their parents.” An Han slapped his thigh, getting more excited as he spoke. “You can set a high price, like 300 to 500 yuan a day. Someone will definitely apply!”


“This…”


“Well? What do you think?”


Wu Dongming hesitated. “It won’t expose us, right?”


As if me pretending to be your girlfriend would be any less risky.


Seeing the judgment in An Han’s eyes, Wu Dongming clicked his tongue. “That’s different, you’d be free.”


Oh, so you just don’t want to pay, huh?!


“I gave you the idea, so it’s your problem now.”


An Han flopped down on the bed, yawning, looking completely lazy and done with everything.


But Wang Sheng frowned. “Go lie on your own bed! You’re all sweaty, lying on my blanket without even washing your feet. Don’t you think that’s gross?”


“Too much work to climb up there.”


Wang Sheng had serious cleanliness issues. When the semester first started, he used to complain constantly about how messy the dorm was. But after living with messy roommates for a while, his obsession had weakened a bit. After all, no one could handle cleaning while the others kept making a mess right behind him.


Now, his obsession was limited to just his own desk and bed.


An Han purposely stayed where he was. Wang Sheng got up, grabbed him by the wrist, and tried to pull him off the bed.


“Don’t be so stingy~ We already slept together once, didn’t we?” An Han said playfully, rolling around on the bed. “You’ve already slept with me, and now you won’t even let me lie here?”


“Xiao Han, wasn’t that the time you were drunk and couldn’t climb up to your own bed, so you slept with Wang Sheng?” Long Xing turned his head and asked. “Why does it sound like you’re calling him a playboy now?”


“He is a playboy! And I’m not even sweaty!” An Han laughed and reached his hand toward Wang Sheng. “Smell it! Do I smell like sweat?”


Wang Sheng sighed helplessly, leaned in a little and then looked surprised.


“You actually smell like milk?”


An Han froze, quickly pulling his hand back. “What? No way! I just said I don’t smell like sweat!”


He hurried off to the balcony, planning to wipe himself down with a towel, anything to get rid of that so-called “milk smell.”


Meanwhile, Wang Sheng noticed that his blanket and pillow now carried a faint trace of An Han’s scent.


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