The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 287

Chapter 287: During sex, whoever makes Sam ejaculate first wins
“What are you doing at my place this late?” Sophie opened the door, her face set in the usual expression of disdain and impatience as she looked at the handsome boy standing at her doorstep.

Sam met her gaze with his usual smile.

“I’m here for the bet, to cook for you.”

“I told you last time, there’s no bet anymore, we’re even… and you didn’t even bring any groceries, what are you going to cook?!”

She had her lines well-prepared.

But when Sophie noticed that Sam’s hands were empty, and there were no food supplies left in her house, her composure crumbled.

Was he seriously thinking about ordering takeout at her place?

What a joke! It’s so late, all the good takeout places are closed!

Sam looked puzzled, sensing something off in her questioning.

“Ah… it’s too late, there weren’t any fresh ingredients to buy, so I just came over…”

“Then why come over at all, at this hour? Don’t you know I need to sleep? Do you think everyone is like you, not needing sleep?”

“What about that opened packet of instant noodles on the table? That’s not a decoration, right? Or do you have a habit of tearing open a packet of noodles and then going to sleep?”

Sophie’s face flushed instantly, her fists clenched.

“That… that’s not for eating, it’s just been sitting there for a while, and I’ve already had dinner…”

“Gurgle…”

Her defiant words were cut short.

Sophie’s hungry stomach couldn’t hold back any longer and cried out pitifully.

Sam chuckled. “Is it really that hard to admit you’re hungry?”

Sophie’s cheeks were burning red, but she still spoke in a cold tone.

“What does my being hungry have to do with you? You didn’t bring anything, how are you supposed to help? It’s so late, what am I supposed to eat if not instant noodles?”

Sam looked at her skeptically.

“It’s so late… why didn’t you eat earlier if I hadn’t come? You weren’t possibly waiting for me to cook for you, were you?”

“Think again! How could that be possible?!”

“Wow… it’s really obvious when someone is lying.”

Sam remarked, feeling a mix of amusement and pity.

“Ugh…”

Sophie didn’t want to talk anymore.

She felt like she was fainting from hunger, or perhaps from frustration.

Could she really have been making such embarrassing mistakes repeatedly? Was this even her anymore?

Was it too late now to say she was actually Sophia?

Watching her sprawled on the sofa, covering her face, Sam found her inexplicably adorable.

Maybe, just maybe, this girl was only this cute when she was hungry.

Sam chuckled, walked over to the dining table, and picked up the uncooked instant noodles.

“Though there are no ingredients and no tasty takeout available, I can still make these instant noodles for you.”

Sophie looked up, not amused.

“If by cooking you mean this, then don’t bother coming over again. I have hands; I can manage.”

Sam smiled and moved towards the kitchen.

“Even with instant noodles… there’s a difference.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means that the ones I make are a hundred times better than what you could make yourself.”

“Keep bragging. What if they’re not?”

“Then they’re not.”

“Shameless, Sam…”

Despite her words, Sophie didn’t seem to want him to leave; she let him be, treating him like an automatic noodle-making machine.

As Sam walked to the kitchen and turned on the stove, a sudden thought struck him.

At this time…

What would Zoe and the others be doing?

…

“So, we actually graduated from the same school? You’re just two years ahead of me?”

Zoe looked puzzled at Alice, who had quickly downed two glasses of whiskey.

Alice scoffed.

“Why would I lie? We really did graduate from the same school. What a strange twist of fate, huh?”

“More like a cursed fate.”

“I feel the same way.”

At that moment, Aurora, who had just brought over a dish of snacks for the drinks, sat down beside them.

“If it’s fate, it’s good. There’s no such thing as a cursed fate. So, what’s wrong with sitting down and talking things over? It’s not like it’s something that can’t be solved.”

Zoe picked up a glass of whiskey and tilted her head back to drink.

She was a corporate elite responsible for products and even part of sales, so drinking was nothing to her.

After finishing her drink, she scoffed.

“How can this be solved? It seems we have the same goal… but I’d advise Miss Alice to give up sooner rather than later, while I’m still being rational.”

She didn’t want to let her emotions run wild, although it wasn’t something she could fully control, but she still wanted to enjoy more of the good life with Sam.

Alice laughed.

“You talk as if you’re sure you have the upper hand. Never mind me… you do know that Sam, that guy, has a girlfriend besides us, right? Instead of telling me this, you might want to deal with her first.”

Zoe frowned.

“Is that girl tough to handle?”

Alice smiled as she looked at her.

“Let’s just say, I have a feeling that although she’s younger than us, when it comes to family background, power, and various other aspects, she might outmatch me, you, and even Aurora.”

“Really? That sounds exaggerated. I don’t quite believe it.”

“If you don’t believe it, just look into Angel’s family background. It won’t take much effort. Whether online or among your high-society contacts, everyone will be quite clear about it. Then you’ll see.”

Zoe fell silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Alice chuckled and shrugged her shoulders, then picked up her glass.

“Given up already? It seems weighing the pros and cons is more important than the words you speak, huh?”

She had no idea that the woman in front of her was already contemplating in her mind whether killing such a high-profile figure would require fleeing somewhere where there would be no repercussions. But that wasn’t the best course of action.

Zoe also picked up her glass, looking back at her.

“It’s you who are hesitating. Even if what you say is true, some things don’t depend on family background, assets, or power.”

“But that girl is the same age as Sam. Young people tend to easily develop a liking for their peers, right? Or did you get fooled by Sam’s sweet nothings?”

“You talk as if you haven’t been duped, having sex with him in that place, even letting him ejaculate inside you.”

“You…!”

Just as the conversation seemed to be heating up again, Aurora spoke up, clearly annoyed.

“Can’t you two think a bit more openly? You’re not little girls anymore. As grown women, can’t you choose someone else? With so many men in the world and your own decent prospects, why must it be him?”

Both turned their gazes towards her.

Aurora paused, taken aback.

“Why are you looking at me like that? I’m just giving friendly advice.”

Alice eyed Aurora suspiciously.

“Are you hoping we’ll let go so you can swoop in? I’ve said it before, no one can share Sam with me, aside from you. There’s no need for that.”

“It’s not… I didn’t mean that, don’t be ridiculous.”

Zoe also looked at Aurora with suspicion.

“The basic fact now is that no beautiful woman who has stayed close to Sam has ever escaped unscathed, and… you kept watching just now, even seemed to be helping him out. Don’t you like Sam? Even if you can say you don’t like him, haven’t you developed a fondness for him?”

“…I give up, how did this turn to me?”

“Your face is red.”

“No, it’s not!!”

“Your tone is rising, you’re lying, aren’t you?”

“I said no!!”

“You haven’t even drunk anything, and you’re this flustered. Got you, didn’t I?”

“You… you guys…”

“See, you’re all over the place now, I knew it.”

“Fine, fine, fine, you want to play it like that? Drink! Both of you drink, I’ll drink you two under the table!!”

It seems the situation wasn’t as dire as Sam had worried.

It had turned into something bizarre.

Of course, Sam wouldn’t know any of this right now; he had just finished making instant noodles.

He didn’t even use the seasoning packet.

Instead, he added some other spices and the only ingredient left in the fridge.

An egg.

The moment Sam placed the bowl of cooked noodles on the table.

Sophie, who had been lying on the couch as if asleep, suddenly lifted her head, her eyes wider than usual.

“What’s that smell?”

She sniffed, much like a puppy.

Feeling the hunger in her stomach, she seemed to forget everything else, having no other concerns, and quickly approached the dining table, staring at the noodles in the bowl.

“Is this the smell of instant noodles?”

Sam nodded with a smile.

“What else? You surely don’t think you’re hallucinating, do you?”

“No… it’s just that this smell is different… it smells different.”

She had never smelled such delicious instant noodles!

It wasn’t the scent of the spices, but rather a rich, meal-like aroma… and a distinct smell of egg.

What on earth did he put in it? It was irresistibly delicious!

Sam handed her a fork.

“Of course it’s different. Give it a try, don’t hold back.”

“Who’s holding back!”

Sophie couldn’t resist any longer and dove right in.

The first bite.

Is this really instant noodles?

Is this really instant noodles?!

The texture, the flavor melting in her mouth… could this really be the taste of budget instant noodles?

No, it’s not like she hadn’t had instant noodles before!

How could this be?

Sam had just cooked them briefly!

Sophie looked at Sam incredulously, swallowing as if she wanted to say something.

But Sam just smiled and said, “Don’t look at me, eat up before it gets cold and loses its flavor.”

So Sophie didn’t hold back anymore and devoured the meal.

Thinking how could it be so delicious while cleaning the bowl completely.

Even the soup was gone.

The flavor of the broth was like one that had been simmered for hours to reach such deliciousness.

But she knew there were no ingredients for making broth at home, and it wasn’t the flavor of the seasoning packet, so what could it be?

She didn’t want to think too much about it.

She just wanted to look up at Sam and ask, “Is there more?”

“Sure, I’ll cook another bowl. Just a moment.”

Cooking a bowl of noodles didn’t take long, and Sam quickly made another.

This time Sophie ate much slower, purely enjoying and savoring each bite, not in a rush as she was already mostly full.

So she could clearly enjoy every sensation on her tongue.

But… could this jerk stop watching her eat?

Hasn’t he seen a beautiful woman eat noodles before?

It was enough to make anyone blush…

Sophie was too embarrassed to admit this shyness, so she tried to divert Sam’s attention.

“Why did you come so late?”

“I’ll come earlier next time,” Sam said, leaning back in his chair.

Instantly, her cheeks flushed, making it seem as though she was eagerly awaiting his arrival.

“That’s not what I meant! It’s okay if you don’t come, making it seem like you rushed over for something important. Even if that’s the case, don’t think I’ll be moved.”

Womanizer, always pretending to be so heartfelt.

Sam chuckled.

“I didn’t say anything, why are you overthinking it? I just happened to have something to do outside, didn’t expect it to take so long, so I got back late.”

Sophie frowned, looking at the beautifully colored noodle soup.

“So who are you rushing around for, putting on a show?”

“Sorry, next time if I’m held up, I’ll let you know in advance so you won’t go hungry.”

“Who’s making a big deal out of it!! I’m not hungry because of you, it’s infuriating, I need a sip of soup.”

Watching her find a flimsy excuse just to legitimately start eating her soup in front of him, Sam couldn’t help but laugh.

“Do you have to be so adorable, Sophie?”

Can’t hear you, I’m drinking soup.

That’s what Sophie thought, closing her eyes, yet her ears turned bright red.

…

“How much have you drunk?”

“…Don’t know, the bottle’s almost empty, want more?”

“Of course, who’s afraid?”

“Snap.”

Aurora, with flushed cheeks, grabbed the wrists of the two women, stopping their actions.

This wasn’t beer, this was whiskey.

Whiskey has a high alcohol content, and the three women… were about to finish a bottle.

Aurora felt a bit dizzy.

She looked at them helplessly.

“Look… maybe we should stop, Sam really isn’t worth this, is he?”

Zoe chuckled and glanced at Alice.

“Worth it or not… why don’t you ask your good friend here?”

“Why would I know?”

“Weren’t you the one who tried it out today? Be honest, how does it feel to sleep with Sam?”

“It’s just okay…”

“Tell the truth, you’ve drunk so much and still lying?”

“Alright, I admit, sleeping with him is pretty amazing.”

“What are you guys even talking about!”

Aurora said irritably.

Can’t you consider the only lady here who hasn’t had sexual experience? Why make her listen to this stuff?

Alice, somewhat tipsy, blushed and widened her eyes at Aurora.

“I’m not lying, really… When Sam first entered, it did hurt a bit, but then it got more and more comfortable, more and more pleasurable… That feeling of being completely filled, you can’t even imagine! Ah, you should try it next time and you’ll know!”

“What am I supposed to try, don’t drag me into this!”

Zoe suddenly slammed the table.

“Right… seems like we can’t tell who’s better when we’re drinking, but I have a better suggestion.”

“If you can’t drink just say so, what better suggestion…”

Alice was also just putting on a brave face, her words not softening at all.

Zoe leaned in closer, lowering her voice.

“Of course, it’s a good suggestion… Drinking is harmful to the body, and since you’ve also experienced that kind of pleasure, why don’t we use that to determine who’s better…”

“You mean…”

“During sex, whoever makes Sam ejaculate first wins?”

“Is that it?”

“Of course, you don’t think you can win, do you?”

“Stop bragging! He came almost immediately today!”

“That’s because I suddenly appeared and scared him, okay! Just say if you dare to take on the challenge?”

“Of course I dare!”

Aurora understood what they were talking about.

But this was just outrageous!

Settling it this way?

Never heard of such a thing!

“Aurora, you should join us then?”

“Me? What for!”

“You can be the judge, I’m afraid she’ll cheat!”

“You’re insane!! I’m not going!”

“Hehe, you’re clearly interested, I’m just giving you a way out, no need to pretend.”

“I’m not pretending anything, who cares, really!!”

Aurora painfully covered her forehead.

What even is this?

Is this resolved?

Of course not.

She had been hopeful because of her sister’s situation, even wanted to repay that Sam, but now… things had gotten even weirder.

Sam, you wouldn’t blame me, right?

I tried.

Really tried…

But… really, should I be the judge?

Is sleeping with Sam really that amazing?