Looking at herself in the mirror, Zhao Yi helped Song Ning strike a few poses and discovered that she was not only much prettier than before, but almost exactly the same as someone who had been photoshopped.

Her boyfriend’s physique had also become much stronger, with his biceps, which gave her a great sense of security, slightly bulging, and his eight-pack abs, which she found irresistible, were faintly visible. Song Ning had never had any of these before.

“Smack!”

Zhao Yi patted Song Ning’s butt.

Song Ning asked curiously:

“what?”

The girl asked curiously:

“You’ve gotten so much better in shape lately! Have you been secretly going to the gym behind my back?”

She wasn’t surprised when her own figure improved; she simply attributed it to her natural beauty. But when her boyfriend’s figure improved, she suspected something was amiss.

Song Ning looked extremely aggrieved.

“It’s probably because of you, right?! I’m so tired I’ve developed abs, and you were squirting so much juice from pleasure, and then you complained about me!”

Zhao Yi blushed, grabbed Song Ning’s penis and pinched it hard, saying fiercely:

“It wasn’t spraying water! I… I just slept all night and couldn’t hold my pee any longer!”

Song Ning used his penis to pull Zhao Yi out of the bathroom, urging her on:

“Alright, alright! Hurry up and get dressed, or you’ll be late!”

“oh!”

Zhao Yi then released her source of joy and went to pick out what to wear that day.

After leaving their love nest, the two took a taxi to the school, entering the classroom almost right as the class bell rang. The classroom was already full, with only seats available in the very front row.

Sitting in her seat, Zhao Yi whispered in Song Ning’s ear:

“When I came in, I felt a lot of people staring at me. Do you think they noticed I wasn’t wearing a bra?”

Song Ning looked down at the girl’s high breasts and shook his head. His girlfriend was wearing a beige floral print tank top that showed her face and denim shorts that were fitted at the waist and covered her hips.

Although the clothes she was wearing were very revealing, everything that shouldn’t be exposed was covered up, so you shouldn’t be able to tell anything.

“Don’t worry, they can’t tell. They just think my wife is beautiful, with an angelic face and a devilish figure, so they’re all staring at you. It’s because your breasts grew so suddenly that you can’t fit into your old bras anymore. After class, I’ll take you shopping and buy you some new underwear.”

Flattery never fails, especially when it involves shopping and strolling around. Zhao Yi was delighted and gave Song Ning a quick kiss on the cheek.

The classroom, which had been somewhat noisy, fell completely silent after that sudden “pop.” Even the teacher, who was opening a presentation on the podium, turned to look and jokingly remarked:

“That sound was much more effective than the school bell. Looks like the school bell needs to be changed…”

The teacher’s words caused a burst of laughter, making Zhao Yi so embarrassed that she wished she could crawl under her desk. Fortunately, she and Song Ning were sitting in the front row, so although they felt like they were being watched by thorns, they couldn’t directly see the stolen stares from others.

Song Ning placed his hand under the desk on his girlfriend’s smooth, white thigh to comfort her, which calmed Zhao Yi down.

The classroom quickly quieted down again, returning to its original state.

In the classroom, some students were listening attentively, some were quietly playing on their phones, some were sleeping, and some were couples chatting quietly.

Zhao Yi listened attentively to the lecture. Apart from being a severe sex addict, his girlfriend was outstanding in her studies. She never skipped class and was always immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

Song Ning, neglected on the beach of knowledge, belongs to the group of people who quietly play on their phones.

He opened Twitter and browsed through the female celebrities he followed. As his girlfriend became more and more beautiful and had a better figure, his following list dwindled. Apart from a few big influencers with over 100,000 followers, they were just netizens he interacted with regularly.

Liking, commenting, and replying—only by maintaining a proper level of activity can Twitter increase an account’s exposure and gradually grow its followers. That’s how he got his several thousand followers.

Then he logged into Zhao Yi’s account and checked the number of followers. In one night, she had gained nearly a thousand followers.

“Huh? How come there’s so much? It increased by 10% in just one night?”

The increase in followers led to a surge in all kinds of data, with page views, likes, and interactions almost doubling.

He also accumulated a large number of notification messages. Song Ning picked out some of the ones related to him to reply to. One message made him understand what was going on.

“Hi! Sister, this is Qi Ya. I really love your sweet daily life with your boyfriend, and I’m so grateful for your attention and support. Mwah!”

“Qiya” is a female blogger that both Song Ning and Zhao Yi follow. She has nearly 200,000 followers and often posts sexy photos and videos on Twitter. She has also established her own lingerie brand. Zhao Yi has bought a few items from her, and the products are indeed quite good.

Qi Ya’s follow-back last night brought huge exposure to Zhao Yi’s account. Even with a very low conversion rate of 10%, it still brought in nearly 20,000 fans. The nearly 1,000 new fans last night were just the appetizer.

Qi Ya was the first influential user to follow Zhao Yi’s account, and Song Ning felt it was necessary to strengthen communication and understanding with her, so she hurriedly replied to the message:

“Hi! I’m Ning, Yi’s boyfriend. Thank you for your attention. We both really enjoy your Twitter! My girlfriend especially loves your lingerie!”

To Song Ning’s surprise, Qi Ya replied to the message immediately.