Lin Feiran poured a little laundry detergent in, then carefully and with uncertain motions began to wash the costume. He was deathly worried that his actions would make the drama queen uncomfortable.

The drama queen narrowed her eyes and instructed, “Oh, yes, rub my shoulders harder. Ha ha ha ha, don’t touch my neck! I’m ticklish!”

Lin Feiran: “......”

You’re only a costume, all right? You don’t even have flesh! How could you be sensitive!

Lin Feiran pursed his lips and held back his complaints.

The drama queen suddenly hugged her chest with both arms, tears shining in her eyes as she imitated a common scene from TV dramas. Dramatically, she said, “I... I’m so dirty.... I’m no longer the me from before. I must wash myself clean...”

Lin Feiran felt dizzy.

The drama queen acted her heart out for a while, then put on a serious face again and said, “All right. Change the water for me.”

Lin Feiran changed the water several times and washed the costume sparkling clean. Then he picked up the wet costume and folded it twice. He asked, “Shall I wring you?”

“Wring gently. Just until it’s about damp, then let me dry naturally,” the drama queen said.

Lin Feiran nodded. He took hold of the costume with both hand, gently and slowly twisting...

As Lin Feiran wrung the costume, the drama queen’s body suddenly twisted around like fried dough. As she twisted, she cried out pitifully, “Ah ah ah ah ah my waist is going to break! I’m breaking!”

Lin Feiran flinched in fright. He hurriedly stopped, his eyes going wide. “Are you all right?”

The drama queen returned to her original form, laughing and slapping her leg. “Ha ha ha, I’m fine! Look how scared you are, ha ha ha...”

At the mention of Gu Kaifeng, Lin Feiran’s young boy’s heart immediately began thumping wildly. He licked his lips and said softly, “You think he’s... besotted with me?”

“Yeah.” The drama queen eyed Lin Feiran’s ‘asking even though he already knows the answer’ expression with appreciative interest. “Look at the way he looks at you. I’m getting gooseflesh all over.”

Gu Kaifeng walked into the water room with a smile and folded arms. “Are you talking about me?”

“We’re not talking about you.” Lin Feiran’s face was still full of romantic ardor he couldn’t conceal. He ran back to the dorm room with the costume and hung the costume up to dry.

An old feminine-style opera costume, hanging high on the drying rack of the boys’ dorm, looked strange from every angle. But the two had already gotten used to it, and didn’t think too much of it. The drama queen had followed them back into the dorm and now she directed them. “Lay me out a little, gently. I don’t want wrinkles when I’m dry.”

She was very hard to please!

Lin Feiran obediently straightened out the costume and asked, “What else do you want?”

“Nothing else.” The drama queen spread her hands. “Now we wait for me to dry.”

Lin Feiran nodded. “All right.”

The drama queen looked at herself in the dorm room mirror for a while, then asked, “Do I look much better now?”

Lin Feiran’s thoughts had been elsewhere ever since returning to the dorm room. Now he carefully regarded the drama queen and found that after the costume had been washed, the drama queen’s appearance did seem to have changed. This was a rather subtle change. Her face didn’t look as as pale and heavy as death now, and her skin looked brighter. The brightness of her lips had faded somewhat, and the rather dirty opera costume she wore was now clean... Now, the drama queen didn’t look that different from a living person.

Lin Feiran smiled. “Yes, you’re prettier.”

It was probably because the costume was washed clean.

Gu Kaifeng had changed into his pajamas while they weren’t around and was currently nestled in their blankets, ooccupied by his phone. Since Lin Feiran didn’t let him touch the costume, he couldn’t help even if he had wanted to. Lin Feiran glanced back at Gu Kaifeng: the top two buttons of his pajama shirt weren’t buttoned. Who knew if he’d done it on purpose; at any rate Lin Feiran could see his collarbone and the inviting dip between his pectorals. Lin Feiran looked away and swallowed uncomfortably. He said carefully to the drama queen, “Big sis, do you want to... go out for a while?”

The drama queen regarded Lin Feiran for a moment, then suddenly put both hands to her face and twisted back and forth, complaining in a delicate, high-pitched voice, “Aiya! What a terrible woman! Over winter vacation I’ve been as celibate as a monk and now that here is a hard-earned chance to be intimate with my husband, she’s still here like a third wheel!”

Gu Kaifeng, who was still looking down at his phone, let out a snort of laughter.

Lin Feiran, whose innermost thoughts had all been acted out in high definition, tried pointlessly to deny it. “No, you’re misunderstanding...”

“Big sister is going to go out and explore now. I’ll come back tomorrow morning. You two do your best.” Very tactfully, the drama queen lifted her skirts and went through the window. Like a leaf, she drifted down from the fifth floor and landed in the flowerbed at the base of the dorm.

Once the drama queen had left, Lin Feiran rushed to the closet like a little hurricane and brought out his pajamas. He quickly changed into them, then jumped into Gu Kaifeng’s bed, nestled into the blankets, and snuggled into Gu Kaifeng’s arms. He stared at Gu Kaifeng’s phone screen and asked with faux-curiosity, “What game is this? Looks fun.”

Gu Kaifeng tossed the phone aside, turned around and held Lin Feiran down beneath him. He let out a sexy laugh, then flicked Lin Feiran’s soft earlobe with the tip of his tongue. “I think you look fun.”

Lin Feiran stared at Gu Kaifeng innocently. His eyes were shining, a light pink at the corners of his eyes, both cute and soft. Without a change in expression, Lin Feiran discreetly stuck a hand up through the bottom of Gu Kaifeng’s pajama shirt. His fingertips grazed Gu Kaifeng’s clean-cut collarbones and his palm lasciviously tightened over the perfectly supple and lithe pectorals. The soft flesh of his palm caressed Gu Kaifeng’s sensitive spot.

All the blood rushed to Gu Kaifeng’s head, making a thunderous sound. Red-eyed, he cursed, “... Fuck.”

“Ahem.” Lin Feiran hadn’t been intimate with Gu Kaifeng in half a month and he was momentarily overcome with lust. Now that it had gone to his head, he did something he’d usually be too embarrassed to. He blinked and calmly shoved the blame onto his hands. “Ah, my hands aren’t listening to me any more?”

Gu Kaifeng stood up, took off his pajamas, and tossed them on the floor. He pressed down on Lin Feiran like a hungry wolf and said hoarsely, “What a coincidence. Your husband’s whole body isn’t listening to him any more.”

Lin Feiran gazed at Gu Kaifeng crouched between his legs, gaze sweeping over his naked back. Then Lin Feiran bit his lip in anticipation and extended one leg, catching hold of the uniform jacket Gu Kaifeng had discarded over the back of a chair with his toes. He straightened his foot, bringing the jacket over.

“What?” Gu Kaifeng noticed Lin Feiran’s actions and put out a hand to take the uniform jacket.

Lin Feiran’s face was adorably red. He whined cutely, “Put this on.”

Gu Kaifeng obediently put on the uniform jacket and quirked an eyebrow. “Does your husband look good wearing this?”

“Yes, it looks good...” His fantasy from the morning’s opening ceremony had become real. Lin Feiran couldn’t control his ardor and clutched the bedsheet with both hands, his slender waist rising from the bed as a seductive groan emerged from his throat. “Ooh...”

“Just one look and you already can’t take it?” Gu Kaifeng pulled a tissue from the head of the bed and wiped the corner of his lips, then pressed close to Lin Feiran’s ears and called, “RanRan.”

Lin Feiran was so satisfied that he didn’t even open his eyes. “Mm?”

Gu Kaifeng said with a smile, “I think you’re such a flirt.”

“I’m not!” Lin Feiran’s face went red. He held the blanket and rolled, rolling himself into a little cotton ball.

Gu Kaifeng scooped the whole ball into his arms, put his face to it, and rubbed.

The night was still very long.

After drying for a night, the costume was dry.

The drama queen looked happily at her sweet-smelling form and said, happy and picky at the same time, “The collar and the sleeves both weren’t washed clean enough.”

Lin Feiran complained, “It’s roughly clean and that’s enough. In all my years I’ve never washed an item of clothing this big.”

The drama queen tsked. “Sheltered young master.”

The hall storage room never saw sunlight and was both dirty and dusty. The drama queen didn’t want to go back, so Lin Feiran let her stay in the dorm room for the time being. But they agreed that when Lin Feiran and Gu Kaifeng were in the room, the drama queen would have to find somewhere else. She could only stay here when they weren’t there.

The drama queen had agreed to this request. So, in the morning before class, Lin Feiran fulfilled the drama queen’s wishes and put the old costume onto his chair, which had a back. He arranged it as a human might sit, and at first glance, it looked like there was someone slumped in the chair.

The drama queen was satisfied. “Ah, sitting like this is so comfortable.”

It was just that the visual effect was very shocking...