Deviant: No Longer Human

Unconsciously, the towel slipped from Wang Mei's fingers, cascading to the floor in a soft whisper.

!!

The intense gaze that bore into her sent a shiver down Wang Mei's spine. Hastily, Wang Xiao tossed his backpack onto her bed, along with his clothes. Without hesitation, he pulled her close and guided her back into the washroom, determined to give her a thorough cleansing.

Her skin, smooth and flawless like a delicate porcelain doll, demanded meticulous attention. Wang Xiao ensured that every inch of her body was scrubbed clean, leaving no trace of dirt or blemishes behind.

*Boom*

The bathroom door slammed shut, sealing their encounter within its confines. Unspoken acts of debachuary unfolded, indulging in a secret game inside the confined walls.

When they emerged from the steam-filled room, Wang Mei stood before him, her nakedness accentuated by the glistening water cascading down her skin and hair.

Meanwhile, Wang Xiao, wrapped in a white towel, struggled to conceal the undeniable bulge beneath it.

His arousal unabashedly on display.

Then, in an audacious move that stunned Wang Xiao's senses, Wang Mei turned around.

Her wet tresses veiled her face as her small hand boldly snatched the towel above the evident bulge between his legs. With a gentle smile, she innocently inquired, "What's this, brother?" Her innocent eyes blinked, radiating a mischievous spark.

'What?!'

Not only Wang Xiao, but even his infinite personalities were left dumbfounded.

The audacity of her action was beyond anything he had ever anticipated.

Despite wearing a serious expression, Wang Xiao deftly caught her hand and guided it beneath the towel, leaving her utterly surprised. Her small fingers wrapped around his shaft, and a rush of heat coursed through her hand.

"Eek!"

Startled by the scorching sensation, Wang Mei yanked her hand away and jumped back in astonishment. Her heart pounded loudly as she stared at the smirking Wang Xiao, disbelief etched across her face.

Laughing, Wang Xiao taunted inwardly, 'If you dare cross the line, do you think I won't?'

Seizing the towel that had slipped off her body earlier, he took a seat beside her on the bed. With deliberate motions, he used the dry towel to gently dry her off, all the while maintaining an air of calculated intentions.

Every action was a subtle maneuver to take advantage of Wang Mei.

However, being dried off by him seemed tame in comparison to their usual escapades.

She sat there, a satisfied expression adorning her face, until he eventually bid her room goodbye.

Don't even bother asking how he managed to end up taking a shower in her room. Wang Xiao had concocted a flimsy excuse that revolved around his supposed dislike for the showerhead in his own bathroom. It may have sounded quite ridiculous, but Xinyue Zhilan, despite considering it childish, couldn't deny that Wang Xiao was still just a child at heart.

Consequently, the explanation slipped past her with relative ease, without triggering any alarms.

Recalling their time in the previous cramped apartment, where the fast pace of life often left them with little time for privacy, both Wang Xiao and Wang Mei had shared baths before, sometimes even joined by Xinyue Zhilan. In that setting, such things seemed rather mundane.

As for swapping out the showerhead to suit his preferences, it was certainly an option, but Wang Xiao casually brushed it off, asserting that he could make do with Wang Mei's bathroom setup. This little matter seemed to be resolved with no one raising any eyebrows.

Their respective ages played a significant role, coupled with their history of these similar acts, which explained why no one made much of a fuss.

Wang Xiao, however, was fully aware not to let this sort of arrangement become a regular occurrence in front of others. As time went on, he realized he'd need a more convincing excuse, lest suspicion arise.

He had even caught wind of an incident where Wang Jiarong apparently gave Wang Mei some sisterly advice: she needed to be cautious about her body around Wang Xiao, given that he was a growing male.

In essence, Wang Jiarong was educating Wang Mei in the ways of common modesty. She was, in a sense, fulfilling the role of a second mother to her younger siblings.

The only oversight here was that Wang Jiarong had failed to notice that Wang Mei's innocence might not be as genuine as it appeared. Wang Mei merely nodded to her elder sister's words, playing along with the notion while keeping her own secrets intact.

After completing a few minor tasks, Wang Xiao and Wang Xueying headed towards their neighborhood, making their way to Chen Yongzheng's house for their daily tutoring session.

Chen Yongzheng, a math teacher at Green Oasis Academy, ran unofficial tutoring classes.

The patriarchal norms in Chinese families compelled Wang Xiao, against his will, to attend these extra lessons for the sake of maintaining consistently high grades, a burden his sisters didn't have to endure, except for Wang Xueying, whose grades were struggling.

"How can you achieve good grades without even studying?" Wang Xueying was genuinely curious, their destination getting closer.

Wang Xiao had no straightforward answer. He chuckled, brushing off the question as they approached the gate, where Chen Yongzheng, accompanied by his slightly elderly wife, greeted them.

Wang Xiao didn't stay long, leaving his backpack and exchanging greetings with Chen Yongzheng before heading off to another destination.

Wang Xueying smiled wryly, and a few other students inside the house did the same, observing the scene.

Chen Yongzheng pretended not to notice, focusing on teaching the remaining students. He seemed to be getting free money since Wang Xiao maintained good grades despite occasionally skipping the tutoring sessions, allowing him to claim credit for the results while still receiving the fees from Wang Xiao's parents.

He might have been a bit of a schemer, but that was precisely what earned Wang Xiao's respect.

Dealing with bastards was always more straightforward.

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Wang Xiao made his way to Century Park, near the Huangpu River. Despite the cold weather in Shanghai during this period, it didn't deter the school students from enjoying the outdoors.

In a secluded corner of the park, there was a slightly shadowed spot where three individuals sat on a bench.

One had slightly darker skin, another sported a gold chain, and was the typical Chinese appearance, while the third was a bit overweight, puffing on a cigarette.

The first one was Mo Xiang, the individual with the darker skin. The second one was Fu Chao, recognized by his gold chain. The third, the slightly overweight figure, went by the name Tan Weimin.