They All Want to Be My Female Lead 110

Chapter 110: Instructor Yu Xuan Is Furious

Yan Zhen dreamt again.

In his dream, he was a child, playing “horsey” with Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu.

He was the horse.

First, Yan Meng’er rode him.

She took pity on him, only riding him once.

Then, it was Yan Ruyu’s turn.

She seemed to enjoy it a little too much, refusing to get off his back, her legs clinging to his waist as she bounced up and down, urging him forward with shouts of “Giddy-up!”

She was older than him, and her bottom was… well-developed. He could barely breathe under her weight.

He got annoyed, bucking her off and declaring it was her turn to be the horse.

She didn’t want to be the horse, but they had agreed beforehand that after he had been the horse, they would take turns being the horse for him.

Reluctantly, she got on all fours, pretending to be a mare.

He climbed on her back, exacting his revenge, pulling her hair and spanking her bottom, urging her to crawl around the bed.

Yan Meng’er, seeing her cousin struggling, offered to take her place…

…

They gradually transformed into beautiful young women, and the scene shifted to the academy. Mi Xue’er and Xiao Xinyan enthusiastically joined their childish game.

Then, Instructor Yu Xuan burst into the room, catching him in the act. Furious, she summoned a water whip and lashed out.

*Crack!*

The whip struck his flesh, the sound sharp and clear.

He yelped, jolting awake.

“That scared me! Thank goodness it was just a dream.”

Well, not entirely a dream. He had done things far more… *intense* than playing horsey.

With the noises they had made last night, the other women in the house must have heard everything, right?

He felt a wave of dread. He didn’t care about being judged, but he was terrified of Instructor Yu Xuan’s wrath.

Because he couldn’t defeat her.

He glanced around, relieved to find they were both gone. They must have returned to their rooms.

It would have been awkward to wake up with them lying naked beside him.

…

After washing up, he braced himself and headed to the dining room. Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu were absent. Only Instructor Yu Xuan, Mi Xue’er, and Xiao Xinyan were present, their expressions grim.

*This is bad.* He was about to make a hasty retreat when Instructor Yu Xuan’s voice, cold and sharp, stopped him.

“Stop right there.”

He froze, turning to face them with a weak smile.

“Uh, good morning, ladies.”

Mi Xue’er crossed her arms, letting out a disgruntled huff.

She had taken that drug and practically thrown herself at him, only to be firmly rejected. He had even resorted to that humiliating method to purge the drug from her system. And now, just a few days later, he had slept with her cousin and best friend? He was bullying her!

Xiao Xinyan simply stared at him with a resentful gaze. He couldn’t decipher her thoughts.

Instructor Yu Xuan’s expression, however, was unreadable, sending a chill down his spine.

“Don’t just stand there. Come eat your breakfast.”

Her voice was still soft, but her tone was harsh, devoid of her usual warmth and kindness.

He shuffled over to his seat, his movements slow and hesitant. He picked up his spoon and began to eat his porridge.

“Are your legs feeling better, Yan Zhen?”

“Yes, they’re fine.”

“Then we’ll continue your training today.”

“As you wish, Instructor.”

She fell silent.

He kept his gaze lowered, focusing on his porridge. He carefully reached for a salted peanut.

Just as his chopsticks were about to grasp it, Mi Xue’er snatched it away.

She popped it into her mouth, chewing angrily, her brows furrowed, her eyes glaring at him, as if to say, “You’re not getting this.”

“…”

He didn’t argue, silently finishing his porridge and declaring he was full.

Instructor Yu Xuan also set down her chopsticks, wiping her mouth with a napkin. “Let’s go to the academy.”

She stood up and left the room.

He hesitated for a moment, then followed her.

They walked in silence, arriving at the private training grounds. As soon as the door closed behind them, she turned, pulling him into an embrace. She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him, her movements forceful, possessive.

He was stunned. She had never kissed him like this before. This was a first.

He was no match for her sudden intensity. He quickly surrendered, his arms wrapping around her waist as he returned her kiss.

They finally parted, both breathless, their faces flushed.

She stared at him, her eyes burning with a possessiveness that made him uneasy. He tried to explain. “Instructor, listen, last night was…”

“—They took advantage of you while you were injured, didn’t they?”

*Huh?*

“I knew it. That Meng’er… she’s always been a troublemaker. And now she’s corrupted Ruyu as well.” She frowned, contemplating how to punish Yan Meng’er. “I was careless. I didn’t expect them to go this far.”

“…”

— *I was careless too. I didn’t dodge in time. I thought they were just being clingy, but they actually meant it! I underestimated them. I was too naive.*

She narrowed her eyes. “How many times did they… *take* you last night?”

*Why is she asking that?*

He blushed, lowering his head. “Th-three times.”

*Three?* Her eyes narrowed further. “Who did it twice?”

He squirmed, his embarrassment intensifying. “Cousin Ruyu.”

“What?!”

She was surprised, but then, remembering Yan Ruyu’s full, round buttocks, it made sense.

She bit her lip, leaning closer to whisper in his ear. “I’m going to have three rounds with you after our training today.”

*What?!* He stared at her in shock. She added, “From now on, however many times they take you, I’ll have that many rounds with you. Not one less.”

*No way…* His face paled. The mere thought made his legs weak.

She huffed. “This is your punishment for provoking those girls! You deserve it!”

He felt a weight settle upon him, a burden he shouldn’t have to bear at his age. But her tone was firm, and his own guilt prevented him from arguing.

Seeing his miserable expression, she softened, her voice gentler. “I’ll make you nourishing soup every day. Make sure you finish it.”

*Will that even be enough?* he wondered. He still had his Beautiful Sect Master to deal with, and their occasional dual cultivation practice sessions.

“Alright, let’s begin our training. You’re falling behind on your cultivation goals, and you’re still distracted by other things! I’m about to reach the Two Star Mystic Scholar realm! Be prepared, Yan Zhen!”

And so, he endured a grueling day of training under her furious tutelage.