Chapter 116: A Little Bird’s First Kiss Upon the Cheek

"Uh... uh..." Lin Jia’s face flushed a deep, embarrassed red. In his panicked scramble, he tumbled right off the sofa, his head striking the floor with a thud that sent him curling up like a shrimp in pain.

"Madman, why are you taking off my clothes?" Meimei sat up, dazed and bleary-eyed. She stared blankly at Lin Jia on the floor, then looked down at her own disheveled attire.

"I... I..." Lin Jia was at a total loss for words. Clutching his head, he sat on the floor, completely tongue-tied.

Meimei wobbled as she crawled to the edge of the sofa. Through the zipper Lin Jia had pulled down, a hint of pink lace was faintly visible between her legs. She glanced at him, rubbed her eyes with effort, and giggled incoherently: "Oh...! I... I know! Madman... you... you’re taking advantage of the fact that I’m drunk to... to molest me, aren't you?"

"No..." Lin Jia broke into a cold sweat, too nervous to speak. As a virgin, he had finally mustered up some courage, only to be caught red-handed. Despite his usual penchant for flirting with girls, when it came to the real thing, he was still incredibly shy.

"Bad... bad guy!" Meimei was thoroughly intoxicated, her soft tone making it impossible to tell if she was angry or not. Lin Jia waited in a cold sweat, expecting her to curse him out and never speak to him again. His mind was in total chaos; a thousand thoughts flashed by like lightning—rapist, jail time, statutory rape—all these words danced before his eyes. He even worried that Meimei's parents would come for him with kitchen knives, or how he would explain this to his own mother and father.

But after a while, he heard nothing. Lin Jia cautiously raised his head to peek and couldn't help but freeze. Meimei was staring at his stomach with innocent curiosity. Lin Jia followed her gaze and broke into an even colder sweat; after such a massive shock, the little bird between his legs hadn't retreated—instead, it was standing at full attention, pushing his shorts up into a prominent "tent."

"Madman... you... what did you put in your pants? Why is it... why is it so bulgy?" Meimei stared intently at his crotch, then inexplicably looked down at her own lower abdomen. Suddenly, she shouted in surprise: "Ah! I know! That’s a boy’s little pee-pee, right!?"

Startled, Lin Jia clamped his legs together and covered his privates with both hands, sweating profusely. He suddenly felt like the real victim. Meimei, however, just giggled, completely oblivious to the gravity of the situation. *It's over! This girl is seriously wasted!* Lin Jia thought, his heart sinking, though he felt a strange, inexplicable sense of relief.

But girls these days... they really know everything, don't they? Lin Jia felt incredibly awkward. This was nothing like the novels! When a girl gets molested, shouldn't she be crying and screaming, threatening to kill herself, or at least demanding the man take responsibility? Miss, instead of doing what you're supposed to do, why are you so obsessed with my little bird!?

Meimei suddenly reached out and pulled the stunned Lin Jia up, muttering: "Get up... why are you sitting on