A Nine-Tailed White Fox Is My Wife From A Previous Life (Lily Futa) - Chapter 3

Ye Fenglin naturally didn’t sleep well. She tossed and turned countless times, her mind wandering with random thoughts until consciousness finally faded.

When the 6 a.m. wake-up bell rang on time, Ye Fenglin was a bit dazed and couldn’t tell where she was. “Mmm…” She wriggled uncomfortably in bed and felt a cold, wet patch between her legs. The triangle fabric was sticking tightly to her skin.

What happened?

Ye Fenglin poked her head out from under the blanket. Her hair was a mess, with a few strands sticking up strangely. Her eyes were half-squinted as she tried to adjust to the glaring light. Dark circles under her eyes proved that last night’s sleep quality had been terrible.

“Haah…”

Ye Fenglin sat up, trying to wake herself up quickly, but she was too exhausted. She had only straightened her waist for two seconds before her upper body collapsed onto her thighs again.

This time, she woke up completely—after being poked by the hard cock under several layers of fabric.

Ye Fenglin stealthily slipped her hand into her pants.

“Ah!”

Wet dreams were nothing new. She had her first one at fourteen and thought she had peed herself. She was too ashamed to tell her parents. If her mom hadn’t discovered her secretly washing her underwear and interrogated her until she confessed, Ye Fenglin might still think it was just an embarrassing “bed-wetting” incident.

Ye Fenglin had never been tall as a child—she was always half a head shorter than the other girls in class. But after fourteen, she shot up like a growing sapling, moving from the front row all the way to the back.

Her parents didn’t say much about wet dreams, only that “our Fenglin is a big girl now.” The rest of her knowledge came from science class.

So Ye Fenglin wasn’t scared by the wet dream itself, but rather…

“So much…”

It wasn’t just her panties that were soaked—her sleep pants and thighs were covered too.

She needed a shower.

Tu Wanxi had left the dorm very early, without giving Ye Fenglin a chance to clear things up.

After a warm shower, Ye Fenglin felt refreshed all over. The stubborn cock that had stayed hard all night finally softened just before morning self-study, though it was still a little stiff. As long as no one looked deliberately, no one would notice.

Cutting it close to the morning self-study bell, Ye Fenglin slipped in through the back door of the classroom with her bag on her chest and quietly sat down at her seat.

She took out her Chinese textbook, glanced at her desk mate’s page number, and quickly flipped to the same page to follow along.

“Stop for a moment, everyone pause!”

Homeroom teacher Yang clapped her hands to signal everyone to put down their books, interrupting Ye Fenglin just as she started reading.

“Sorry to interrupt morning reading, but we’re changing seats today.”

After one week of school, everyone was still sitting in the random spots they chose on the first day. Now that all students had arrived, it was indeed time to assign proper seats.

Right, where’s Tu Wanxi?

Ye Fenglin could no longer focus on what the homeroom teacher was saying. She subconsciously searched for Tu Wanxi’s figure.

She was… in the first row on the other side of the classroom. Tu Wanxi was turning her head and chatting with the girl next to her. Ye Fenglin could only see the back of her low ponytail.

“She looks completely normal.”

Ye Fenglin rested her cheek on her hand, completely unable to imagine that the girl all the way across the classroom was the same person who had climbed into her bed last night and groped her.

Perhaps everything really was just a dream? After all, human eyes don’t glow.

A nightmare. A wet dream.

Suddenly, Ye Fenglin felt uneasy as she saw Tu Wanxi staring at her with a half-smile that sent chills down her spine.

She immediately sat up straight and awkwardly waved toward Tu Wanxi.

Tu Wanxi probably doesn’t know what I’m thinking, right? Right?

Could the world really have such a coincidence?

Ye Fenglin didn’t pay much attention to her own height, but as the tallest girl in class, sitting in the back row was perfectly fine. The problem was—why was Tu Wanxi, who only reached her eyebrows, now her desk mate?

Backroom deal.

That phrase popped into Ye Fenglin’s mind.

“What a coincidence, Fenglin. We’re not only roommates but also desk mates now.”

“Ahaha… yeah, what a coincidence…”

Ye Fenglin hugged the schoolbag on her lap tightly, only daring to sneak glances at Tu Wanxi’s face with her peripheral vision.

“Why don’t you hang your bag on the chair? I’ll help you organize the drawer.”

Tu Wanxi leaned in closer, her enthusiasm putting immense pressure on Ye Fenglin.

“Thanks, but I can do it myself…”

Tu Wanxi was overbearing. Before Ye Fenglin could react, the bag in her arms was taken away.

“!”

She instinctively pressed her legs together tighter and tugged down her hem. The movement was awkward and unnatural, and her face instantly turned red.

“Still can’t forget what happened last night?”

Tu Wanxi deliberately raised her tone at the end, her voice teasing as she whispered into Ye Fenglin’s ear at a volume only she could hear.

Everything happened too suddenly. Ye Fenglin felt a tingling itch in her ear canal and her body went soft instantly. The only thing that hardened was the spongy tissue between her legs.

Ye Fenglin was now completely certain that last night wasn’t a dream. Tu Wanxi’s personality really was… really quite wicked. But thankfully, she hadn’t told anyone about her secret yet.

“D-don’t look…” Ye Fenglin panicked and tried to cover it with both hands. “Don’t tell anyone…”

Tu Wanxi neither agreed nor refused. She simply hung the bag on the back of Ye Fenglin’s chair and asked an unrelated question.

“Which teacher do you hate the most?”

It wasn’t exactly hatred, but if she had to pick one she disliked, Ye Fenglin’s choice was clear—the math teacher.

For some reason, the teacher was always impatient and fierce toward her.

The first afternoon class was math. Ye Fenglin had just returned from noon nap and still felt limp all over, but that state didn’t last long.

She buried half her face in her arms, only her obsidian-like eyes peeking out as they darted around anxiously, watching the teacher on the platform.

“The definition of a function is…”

Ye Fenglin nearly bit her lip bloody. She had no extra energy left to listen to the lecture.

「Stop it」

She gripped her mechanical pencil tightly and scribbled the three words crookedly on her draft paper as a silent plea to Tu Wanxi.

“No.”

Tu Wanxi’s lips curved slightly. The hand playing with her cock through the gray school pants secretly added more force.

“Ha…!”

Ye Fenglin sucked in a sharp breath and buried the rest of her face in her arms, leaving only the back of her head visible to Tu Wanxi.

“You need to keep your voice even quieter, okay? Do you want the math teacher to notice?”

Tu Wanxi whispered like a devil in Ye Fenglin’s ear. Her tone was kind and gentle, yet Ye Fenglin felt like she was being choked and couldn’t breathe.

When Tu Wanxi’s finger brushed across her piss slit through two thin layers of fabric, it felt like ants were gnawing their way into her urethra. Thinking about the classmates seriously listening all around her and the math teacher furiously writing on the blackboard with chalk, Ye Fenglin’s already tense nerves became even more sensitive.

Something was leaking out.

Tu Wanxi thought to herself. Her eyes hidden under her arm shifted downward, trying to see exactly what was happening.

The mass-produced school pants had mediocre quality control. The crotch of the gray summer pants was pushed up high, the seams almost bursting, and right in the middle was a darker wet stain.

“Look at my hand.”

Tu Wanxi knew Ye Fenglin was peeking. She mischievously flipped her hand palm-up toward Ye Fenglin’s face. The palm was covered in sticky, transparent fluid.

「What’s your goal?」

Ye Fenglin wrote angrily on the paper and slid the draft book toward Tu Wanxi.

“Hmm…”

「Help you get revenge?」

「Revenge?」

Ye Fenglin didn’t understand. What did openly teasing her in class have to do with revenge?

“I don’t get it… ah!”

Tu Wanxi’s hand under the desk suddenly started stroking Ye Fenglin’s swollen shaft up and down. Her five fingers gripped extremely tightly, rubbing across the coronal ridge as if determined to milk out every drop of cum.

Ye Fenglin’s sharp cry unsurprisingly drew the attention of the entire class—including the math teacher, a middle-aged woman named Teacher Guan.

“Ye Fenglin,” Teacher Guan walked toward her with a serious expression full of displeasure. “What’s wrong with you? Even if you don’t want to listen in class, you can’t disrupt classroom order!”

“S-sorry teacher, I-I…”

Ye Fenglin stammered an explanation, praying in her heart that Teacher Guan would stop there.

Five meters, four meters, three meters, two meters…

“Teacher, you’ve misunderstood Fenglin.”

Teacher Guan had never seen Tu Wanxi before and paused briefly. She pushed up her glasses, and her expression softened.

“Who are you?”

“I’m Tu Wanxi. I only started classes today because of some family matters,” Tu Wanxi smiled brightly, eyes curved in a charming arc that could melt anyone’s anger. “Just now Fenglin saw a cockroach. It’s… over there!”

Everyone looked in the direction Tu Wanxi pointed. Sure enough, next to the trash can was a black, shiny cockroach as thick as a little finger, its antennae twitching. The classroom immediately erupted.

“Ah! Cockroach! Cockroach!”

“Fuck!”

Everyone’s attention was effortlessly shifted by Tu Wanxi from Ye Fenglin to the terrifying little pest. Even Teacher Guan walked over, grabbed two tissues from a student’s desk, neatly covered and crushed the cockroach, then threw it in the trash.

“Alright, let’s continue class.”

The moment Teacher Guan stepped back onto the platform, Ye Fenglin lowered her head. Her lower abdomen contracted in waves as if an invisible force traveled from her belly all the way to her perineum. Warm liquid overflowed uncontrollably, and the wet patch on her crotch spread visibly. Her breathing quickened, her heart nearly jumping out of her chest. Shame and tension intertwined. Ye Fenglin gripped the hem of her shirt tightly, her fingers turning white, her hair already soaked with sweat.

“…”

She didn’t dare breathe openly, only blushing as she savored the brief pleasure of that moment.

“Amazing,” Tu Wanxi praised generously. Before withdrawing her hand, she lightly patted the head of “little Fenglin.” “Your stamina is really strong, but you should rest today.”

Tu Wanxi pulled out a wet wipe and cleaned her hand thoroughly, then took out another one and handed it to Ye Fenglin. Leaning close, she whispered, “Cumming in the class of a teacher you hate is a pretty good way to get revenge, right?”