The Rules of Dating a Younger Man

Top student Yu Li has been single for twenty-one years and has never dated anyone. She accompanies a friend to a lesbian mixer, but unexpectedly becomes the most popular woman there. The women swarm her, each trying every trick in the book. Yu Li has no experience and keeps retreating, looking small, pitiful, and helpless. Peng Xinzhou, walking in high heels, passes by her. Without saying a word, she “accidentally” twists her ankle, drawing everyone’s attention away. Yu Li gazes enviously at the gorgeous woman, surrounded by people yet completely in her element. Near the end of the mixer, Yu Li grips her phone, works up her courage, and squeezes her way over to Peng Xinzhou. She holds out a QR code. “Miss, could you teach me how to date? I’ll pay you by the hour.” Peng Xinzhou looks at the pretty young woman with her fair skin and fresh, lovely face. After a three-second pause, she reaches out and knocks the phone aside. Her cool fingertips brush Yu Li’s neck. “That’s not how you pay my tuition.” Peng Xinzhou lies to Yu Li, claiming she has a hundred rules for dating. In reality, she just makes things up as she goes, flirting whenever the mood strikes. She never expects that Yu Li, being a top student, will learn by example and review her lessons until she quickly graduates. Then Yu Li uses everything she’s learned on her teacher, Peng Xinzhou. You reap what you sow. Peng Xinzhou has cultivated a little seductress who’s going to be the death of her. Coming soon: The Afterglow. Please bookmark! Three months into their friends-with-benefits relationship, He Jinxi starts to get bored. Zheng Xiao is undeniably beautiful, but she’s also undeniably dull. She does whatever she’s told, like a pretty but empty doll. He Jinxi breaks things off. Zheng Xiao looks stunned for a moment, but quickly agrees. “Okay.” See? Even the breakup is boring. Three months later, He Jinxi has practically forgotten Zheng Xiao exists. Then she sees a set of ceramic figurines that look strikingly like herself. They capture what she looks like when she loses control: overflowing with desire, wanton and ashamed. With trembling hands, He Jinxi looks up the artist’s name. It’s Zheng Xiao. He Jinxi: “...Fuck.” Turns out she was the empty, pretty doll all along. Find me on Weibo: @JinKekekeke My author page has lots of completed stories. Come take a look! Theme: There’s always more to learn, so live life with a positive attitude.