Urban Romance (A Useless Man Gets Attracted Love) (Complete) - 19

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132. The Consequences of a 1 to 3 Ratio 3
Wang Dan said, "If you hadn't messed around, it would have been at least half a year."
Zhou Bing said, "I'm not as brave as you, finding a man right after the divorce, and even bringing him home."
Wang Dan said, "I got divorced for happiness and joy, so of course I tried my best."
Zhou Bing said, "The result of your efforts is what you see now."
Wang Dan said leisurely, "I'm very content. I've learned about happiness and tasted it."
Zhou Bing said, "I've tasted secretly touching people, even under the table, I know."
Wang Dan laughed and said, "You touched them, and I still want to do it?" Zhou Bing said, "You have guts, aren't you ashamed to do it in front of me again?"
Wang Dan gritted her teeth and said, "I want to... " Do you dare? Zhou Bing said: "I will do whatever you want me to do."
Wang Dan said: "Originally I did that for you, but you keep talking about this thing about me. How can I raise my head in front of you?" "Zhou Bing said with a smile: "I won't let you raise your head. Wang Dan said
: "Are we good friends?" "Zhou Bing said: "The good thing is just one person, don't look at me.
Wang Dan said: "If I do it, I will take advantage of Li Chao and let him do it to you too." "
Zhou Bing said: "I'm not as coquettish as you, I just want to do that.
Wang Dan said: "You don't mean what you say."
Zhou Bing said: "Can you change it to another one?" Wang Dan said: "It's okay to eat." "
Without waiting for Zhou Bing to speak, he sat on top of me.
Zhou Bing looked at us as if he was embarrassed, but then said with a smile: "You guys go ahead, I'll leave first. "He stood up.
Wang Dan said: "If you want to leave, you will never have me as a friend. "
Zhou Bing sat on the chair again and said: "Then I will wait and see when to leave, and we will talk about it later. We can be friends for a while longer. "
Wang Dan moved violently, and his moans gradually became louder. I held Wang Dan and made her lean against the railing while I thrust violently. Soon, Wang Dan came.
She suppressed a moan and whispered to me, "Grab her, don't let her get away."
After we separated, I blocked Zhou Bing from both sides. Wang Dan wrapped her arms around Zhou Bing's neck, and I entered her from behind, holding her waist.
Wang Dan said, "Look how horny you are, you went in so quickly, you must be wet already."
Zhou Bing said, "Yes, I am."
Wang Dan said, "You've been wanting Li Chao to fuck you for a long time, haven't you? At the teahouse, Li Chao ate your toes, look how horny you were."
Zhou Bing groaned, unable to speak.
Zhou Bing's magic was truly powerful; she could make me lose my mind and do things I wouldn't normally do… But her taste was even sweeter than I imagined, not to mention the unexpected surprise of Wang Dan.
I don't have a virginity complex, but knowing I wasn't her first man still made me feel very happy, and I couldn't help but wonder, given her beautiful appearance and interesting personality, how did she view herself and Wang Dan?
Thinking of this, and looking at her flushed, alluring figure, I felt my manhood stirring again, and my deep black eyes flashed with excitement.
I reached out and stroked down her body, down to her hips, then back up to her breasts, grasping one full, round nipple. My thumb gently kneaded the peak, watching it bloom and stand erect under my fingertips.
Disturbed, Zhou Bing quickly awoke from her daze. She opened her heavy eyelids and saw me, a wicked smile playing on my lips, intently watching her.
She blinked in confusion, then gave me a friendly, innocent smile. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly realized that my intense gaze wasn't actually fixed on her face, but rather on her body.
My passionate kiss was intense and fiery, my burning lips sealing Zhou Bing's red lips tightly. My nimble tongue invaded her mouth, teasing and entwining with her little tongue, transmitting a fierce fire to me, quickly igniting another wave of desire between us, setting the stage for our next passionate encounter.
All of Zhou Bing's doubts and words vanished instantly because of this kiss, her clarity and reason stolen away by my fervor. The masculine scent that continuously permeated her mouth and nose made her irresistibly begin to respond to my actions, temporarily casting aside any other thoughts in her mind, focusing solely on my intoxicating kiss.
My tongue and her actively participating little tongue intertwined and played, igniting a raging fire of desire within me. I pulled open the clothes covering her body, my large hands covering her round breasts, kneading and squeezing them forcefully, my thumbs rubbing back and forth against her already erect nipples.
"Mmm..." she moaned in my mouth, feeling the pleasure brought by the contact between my slightly rough palms and hers.
Perhaps because of her previous experience, this time she was able to fully experience the wild passion and intense heat brought on by my flirtatious techniques.
Looking up, I saw the lost and intoxicated expression on her face. My hot lips quickly lowered, taking her erect nipple into my mouth, while my other hand used my thumb and forefinger to knead her other, yearning, rosy bud, a two-pronged approach to arouse her.
"Ah..." A wave of pleasure surged from her chest, spreading to every inch of her body, causing her to moan softly and arch her back involuntarily.
"So passionate..." I murmured, my tongue teasing her erect nipple, gently biting and then pressing down, until I felt waves of shivers run through her body, my fingers digging deep into my muscles.
"Ah..." She leaned back, moaning softly, lost in the pleasure I had created.
My hands moved down her body's curves, lingering on her soft abdomen, while my mouth simultaneously teased and played with her nipples, feeling the sensitive tips become even more erect, blooming between my teeth.
"Ah..." My teasing made her writhe and moan, a surge of desire coursing through her body.
My fingers moved further down, reaching her private parts between her legs, penetrating deep into her flower garden, slowly kneading and rubbing between the petals...
"Ah... Li Chao..." she cried out, panting heavily, an unbearable thirst churning in her lower abdomen, causing her body to tremble and writhe helplessly in the magic of my fingertips.
I skillfully parted... finding the sensitive clitoris hidden within, gently kneading and caressing it wantonly, feeling the slippery moisture secreted from her body quickly staining my fingertips...
"Ah... it hurts so much..." she moaned, arching her back to meet me, silently asking for further tenderness.
...
"Please..." she gasped, her fingers digging into my muscles, begging me for the key to release.
Seeing her flushed face, lost in desire, I smirked wickedly, a masculine smile playing on my lips, and murmured to her, "Baby, I love your passionate response..." Before the words were even finished...
"Ah..." she moaned softly. A wave of pleasure, tinged with a slightly stinging sensation, surged from her lower abdomen, and she could feel her skin...
...
"Ah... why is this happening... I feel so uncomfortable... Li Chao..." she gasped, the rising heat and pleasure within her causing her to writhe uncontrollably.
"Good girl, baby, don't resist, let it come..." I murmured soothingly, my two fingers continuing to thrust...
"Ah..."
The uncontrollable heat built up and built up, finally erupting within her. She screamed, reaching the pinnacle of pleasure—
I kissed her again, our kisses intense and intertwined, my large hand grasping and kneading one of her breasts, continuing the lingering heat within her, and awakening another wave...
I gripped her slender waist with both hands and lifted her high... I also quickly thrust my hips forward...
"Ah..." The powerful, stretching sensation mixed with a slight stinging pain made her involuntarily moan softly.
...
"Mmm..." she cried out, feeling waves of pain from my persistent, deep penetration. Fortunately, pleasure followed quickly, overshadowing the pain, leaving her panting heavily.
I breathed heavily a few times, then reached behind her head and pulled her towards me, my hot lips passionately kissing her, the intense, lingering kiss stimulating her and soothing her fear.
"Baby, move with me..." I murmured hoarsely.
Zhou Bing's fingers gripped my shoulders tightly, her confused mind unable to comprehend the meaning of my words, only surprised that a man and woman could unite in this position...
Before she could respond, my strong hands had already expertly guided her hips up, then slowly lower them, while I moved in sync, thrusting into her tight, wet body again and again.
"Mmm..." She felt waves rising within her, each thrust pushing her forward, sending shivers of excitement through her body.
I kissed and savored the sweetness of her red lips, licking and nibbling at her smooth neck, my burning lips sliding down to her chest, wildly and passionately teasing her erect nipples...
"Ah..." She involuntarily twisted her body to meet me, sometimes moving quickly, sometimes rubbing gently against me, feeling the pressure of her desire growing ever stronger.
...
"Ah ah..." She frequently let out soft moans, the burning sensation within her causing her face and body to flush with a captivating blush, her expression one of ecstasy and intense emotion, giving her an alluring and intoxicating beauty.
...
The double stimulation accelerated the tension within her, a wave of pleasure washing over her, and she unconsciously moaned repeatedly.
Finally, she cried out in ecstasy... a warm current gushing out from within her.
The intense contractions and spasms only fueled my excitement.
...
Wang Dan said, "Feeling good now? You can't even speak."
Zhou Bing said, "It feels so good! Your man is really something, are you jealous?"
Wang Dan said, "I asked him to do you, so I'll watch how you die."
Zhou Bing screamed and collapsed onto the table with me.
I saw a figure standing quietly by the glass door of the terrace. Slender, dressed in flowing white, I could almost see the tears in her eyes...
My heart suddenly ached. I wanted to disappear quickly from the two women, but Wang Dan stopped me. Looking at her smile, I remembered those unseen tears.
Were those tears like blooming lotuses?
I couldn't say, my mind went blank. Zhou Bing was gone, Wang Dan was gone, I only saw the phoenix dancing in the sky, only saw that big red rose slowly blooming in the air and then slowly closing.

Rewritten Part

77, Peonies Bloom and Dance in the Sky:
I said, "I'll give you a riddle you'll never guess. It's actually very simple: it's about a woman having her period. Guess the Chinese character."
Wang Jing laughed and said, "What character is that? It's not vulgar, is it?" I said, "It's definitely not vulgar, but you have to have the idea of a vulgar person." Wang Jing said, "Just tell me, I'm not guessing anymore."
I said, "This is homework. Tell me if you guess right."
The bar lights were dazzling, but the silence outside the bar made people feel at ease. Feeling at ease made me feel much better. My world was free of demons. I thought of basketball again. Those two basketballs really made me lose myself.
Crescent Moon eyebrows are so attractive. Under the night sky, she said, "Take me home."
Wang Jing took my arm, and my sore arm was enveloped by her soft breasts. The streets of Shanghai are almost entirely lined with plane trees, and behind the shadows of the trees are walls. Behind the walls, especially the walls on Fuxing Road, are almost all the mansions of the wealthy or high-ranking officials. We walked under the trees next to the walls. The road is very short, only a ten-minute walk from DDS Bar to Huashan Road.
I didn't expect Wang Jing to live in a detached house. After entering, there was a small courtyard, which, although not large, had a few grapevines supporting it, making it look like a flower shed. Inside the house, there was a large hall with a marble floor, making it look like a dance hall.
I asked, "You live alone?" Wang Jing smiled and said, "My sister has a date today." I said, "Where's the old lady?"
Wang Jing said, "She went on a trip to Europe. My sister persuaded her to come. Let's have a cup of coffee."
I said, "It's too late, it's past ten o'clock."
Wang Jing smiled, turned around and went into the kitchen, turning back to say, "A girl isn't considered late yet, and you're still a man." I said, "A man should be even more discreet, and shouldn't just linger in a girl's room."
Wang Jing smiled and said, "I've known you for the past few days, and I didn't realize you were so humorous. I always thought you were a serious person. After hearing your insights on oil painting, I realized you're quite talented. I didn't expect you to be such a hypocrite."
I said, "Don't put it so harshly. I just know my place."
Speaking of place, I couldn't help but murmur, "Do I really know my place?" Thinking of Dou Dou, if I knew my place, would I still have come to Shanghai?
Wang Jing said, "Thinking of that girl again, huh? I didn't expect you to be so sentimental?" I said, "I'm human too." Wang Jing smiled and went upstairs, returning shortly with a cup of coffee.
She had changed her clothes and was wearing pajamas. The coffee smelled wonderful, and the pajamas were revealing, showing glimpses of her rosy areolas. Her breasts were small and delicate, the curves of which perfectly framed a cleavage, neither too deep nor too shallow, just right and alluring. The aroma of coffee lingered in the air.
I stared blankly, and Wang Jing smiled and said, "Don't stare at me like that, drink your coffee, I'm pretty good at it."
I laughed and said, "Wearing all that, how can I look anywhere else?"
Wang Jing smiled and said, "If you want to look, you can look all you want."
I said, "We've only known each other for a week, I have no ulterior motives."
Wang Jing said, "I don't know why, but I find you very pleasing to the eye." I said, "If I find you pleasing, then look, anyway, I'm a grown man, I'm not afraid of being seen."
Wang Jing said, "Am I prettier than your girlfriend?"
I smiled wryly and said, "I don't have a girlfriend now." Wang Jing apologized and turned on the music.
It was the kind of music you hear on stage; I didn't know the name, but the melody was somewhat melancholic.
A seductive voice then came through: "I want you to watch to your heart's content." "
The music started playing, and I immediately recognized the most classic piece. The crescent moon began to dance.
The music was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and the moon rose and fell with it, as did her eyebrows, and the silk ribbons swayed. Her breasts swayed, and my heart trembled.
The crescent moon was completely immersed in the music, or rather, completely immersed in the dance, as if intoxicated and weeping. Under the normal light, her legs and arms were painted with beautiful flowers. It was a blooming autumn chrysanthemum, without a gorgeous coat, without flowing dark green leaves, just the flower in full bloom, petal by petal opening one after another, you could hear the sound of the petals unfolding their arms. There was no wind, the early autumn wind hadn't had time to visit yet, the chrysanthemums usually bloom later, but tonight, they were radiant.
My vision was completely dominated by the blooming flowers, the silk ribbons were not dancing, yet the ribbons were dancing. Her two breasts, in their dance, showed no desire, fluttering like butterflies, the butterflies fluttering their colorful wings, painting the heavy harvest of autumn."
The silk fluttered with the dance, creating a rainbow that floated inside, filling the room with vibrant colors. The rainbow fell to the ground, making the floor colorful as well. Chrysanthemums transformed into plum blossoms in the dead of winter, a single red bloom on the branch, leafless, only the crimson of the blossom visible. The spirits danced, their cries like the mournful cry of a cuckoo, their brows furrowed.
Music flowed like water, the slow current suddenly becoming rapid, the splashing droplets like tears, each drop a sob, scattering down, each sound a lament. With each movement of the petals, the stamens released their pent-up energy; the movement of the petals made the rainbow dance, and thus, the music dance. The rainbow, like a ribbon, formed a musical score, the music flowing like water, dancing into the rainbow.
The lament gradually faded, and the autumn sun streamed into the room, its rays like needles, piercing the lament; its rays like fire, burning the winter plum blossoms into peonies. The peonies, like young girls in love, shyly swayed their hips, their bouncing breasts shimmering with spring's promise. Spring has arrived, and so has the wind. Laughter has arrived, and the peony, its face beaming with smiles, has blossomed into a sculpture in an instant.
The sculpture is alive; its nipples tremble with spring's warmth, its branches and leaves stretch out gracefully, its petals fully open, its heart bursting with the exuberance of life, its stamens quivering, its tender red petals breathing freely without a trace of shyness. The peony has blossomed before my eyes.
"Wonderful!" I clapped my hands, completely oblivious to the crescent moon. The applause startled the peony, and it closed its beauty, nestling sweetly into my arms.
Wang Jing said, "I finally did it."
The crescent moon's face was as innocent as a child's, and in my arms, it seemed to be seeking its mother's warmth.
I stroked its smooth back, then its soft buttocks, and couldn't bear to leave.
I asked, "What did you do?" My words were still immersed in the dance I had just witnessed.
Wang Jing said, "The Three Seasons of Flowers, this is my original creation in my dance career, but there was no stage." The crescent moon rubbed against my chest like a child's face.
I said, "Why three seasons instead of four?" Wang Jing said, "Spring, autumn, and winter are the seasons for flowers, but summer flowers bloom the most vibrantly." I didn't understand.
Wang Jing continued, "But summer flowers are the least individualistic; they're vulgar." Hearing Wang Jing's understanding of flowers, I smiled and said, "Your dance is a creation of the soul; your stage is your heart."
Wang Jing said, "Your words are the answer for me; thank you." As she spoke, she kissed me fiercely, completely devoid of childlike innocence, more like a child's breasts when hungry, her two nipples gently pressing against my chest.
After the kiss, my erection rose, my soft buttocks shifting slightly.
Wang Jing said, "You only just realized it?"
I said, "Your dance was so beautiful that I was drawn in. I saw flowers blooming, I saw the stamens trembling." Wang Jing's big eyes were fixed on me. She said, "So you didn't have a primal feeling, but rather an interaction of souls."
I said, "Yes, I never knew you were a professional dancer."
Wang Jing said, "Then I've succeeded. If you had any ideas while I was dancing, my movements would be lewd. But this is the first and the last time." I asked, puzzled, "Why?" "You dance very well; even professional dancers might not have your skill," Wang Jing said calmly. "I don't have a stage."
I laughed immediately and teased, "No one provides a stage for dancing, except for illegal striptease." Wang Jing said seriously, "So I can only dance in my dreams. My dancing in my dreams might be more vivid, but I don't feel anything in my dreams."
I said, "Why?" Wang Jing said, "I need interaction, especially interaction with the opposite sex. It's like struggling in a whirlpool; only through struggle can one express the blooming and evolution of a flower." As she spoke, she revealed a girlish shyness and added, "My interaction partner in my dreams is Andy Lau, but he's too far away from me."
I laughed and said, "You can choose someone else. I'm a rough man; I really don't know if I'm defiling art."
Wang Jing said, "But you know I've left the stage now. I can't be naked in front of other men. Do you think I'm too easy?"
I said, "No, it's just that it felt so sudden. It's truly an honor to see your dance."
Wang Jing murmured... She said, "I like you." I changed the subject and asked, "You've never been in love?" Wang Jing smiled and said, "Yes, I tried with my ex-boyfriends, but I always failed."
I said, "What was the reason? Didn't you love him?"
Wang Jing said, "I loved him, very much, but every time before I finished dancing, he would pounce on me like a wild beast. I felt like I was being violated, and it was a defilement of art, so I would break up with him before he was done."
I smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, you're 24 this year. You're quite rational and decisive." Wang Jing also smiled and said, "I'm also emotional about art, but I absolutely cannot tolerate any behavior that defiles art, including yours. If you had done what you just did, I might have resigned tomorrow."
I said, "There's no need. We're on the same level. I have no right to fire you."
Wang Jing said, "But I can't face you, but I didn't misjudge you." I said, "Congratulations on your success. My task is complete, and you've rewarded me. I should go now."
Wang Jing said, "I rewarded you? Just a cup of coffee." I said, "A captivating dance and a sweet kiss." Looking at Wang Jing, I felt inexplicably deceived. I thought of Dou Dou again; I truly didn't understand women. It felt like I'd always been a tool.
Wang Jing seemed to sense my thoughts and smiled, saying, "Feeling deceived?" I suppressed my anger and said, "I'm just a prop for you. Why take it so seriously? I've completed my task and should leave." Wang Jing seemed very sad and tears welled up in her eyes.
I said, "Why be sad? Aren't I just a prop?" Wang Jing said, "I really like you, that's why I wanted you to see it." I said, "We don't have a deep relationship."
Wang Jing said, "If we had a deep relationship, would I still be able to dance so freely?" I couldn't help but nod and say, "No, it's too familiar, but..." Wang Jing suddenly covered my mouth and whispered, "Can you stay?"
Looking into those burning eyes, my heart stirred, but Dou Dou's image floated before my eyes, so I said, "I'm afraid of defiling your dance." Wang Jing quickly said, "You won't. Your understanding of art not only elevates my thoughts but also attracts me." I hurriedly shook my head and said, "I'm not a dance expert, but I can see that your dance is a creation of the soul. Your stage is your heart. I'm just an audience member. Although I see naked bodies, I also see the openness of the heart, the realm of the heart, a new world—this is the world of blossoming flowers."
Hearing my words, Wang Jing hugged my neck and murmured, "I like your perspective, and I'm starting to like you." I said, "Don't do this. I'm a man, maybe even a beast."
Wang Jing said, "I like you, this beast. You've already promised me."
I didn't refuse again, and I was bewildered by Wang Jing's tearful smile.
This was a "conspiracy," a conspiracy that had already surrounded me, passion that had already soaked me. The shape hidden inside was clearly visible. "Dance with me,"
the crescent moon said, spreading its wings and gently peeling away my clothes. Having no dancing skills, I danced lightly with the moon. The crescent moon used its sharp fingertips to remove my last veil of modesty, and I swayed with the dance. The forsythia bloomed, its five-lobed petals opening one after another. The tender yellow petals unfolded wings of hope, leaping and dancing; I saw five-colored lines moving in harmony. The white lotus's wings deftly plucked the strings, and my strings responded in sync with its delicate hands.
The alluring flower stamens teased me from time to time, and I danced with them, drawing near, then gently pulling away, then closer still, like a bee gathering nectar, watering myself with drops of sweetness. The bee gently inserted its proboscis deep into the nectar, savoring it to its heart's content. A moan became a flower song, a dance that sang softly, near and far, high and low. The bee, in its throes, tasted every drop of nectar, disturbing the morning dew. The dewdrops fell gently from the flower stamens, like a soaring opera in a Vienna concert hall, "Tonight, no one sleeps.
Tonight, no one sleeps, the palace trembles, tonight, no one sleeps, the city is filled with sorrow…
Looking back—, the most beautiful girl is beside me, no one sleeps, no one sleeps…
even you, oh princess, we gaze at the stars, their twinkling filled with love and hope
… Yet, my secret lies hidden in my heart, no one knows my heartache, only on your lips will I speak of it, then the starlight shines, your kiss melts the silence, your joy will cover all my sorrow."
When I woke up in the morning, I saw Wang Dan.
Wang Jing's sister's date didn't seem to go well; she came back early. Wang Jing and I were sleeping in the living room, embracing each other, our bodies still joined, only the sunlight bathing us.
The music was still playing softly. Wang Jing's sister looked at us in surprise, her face

flushed like an apple, her cheeks heaving. I think Apple had been watching us for a long time; when I woke up, I found her staring intently at our joined bodies. Apple's eyes
were
somewhat hazy. Like Wang Jing, Apple was a typical Shanghai woman—skinny, slender, with a face painted with defined curves, the kind that was captivating. I opened my eyes, and Apple's eyes met mine. The light in her eyes was either a volcano or a rainbow, but it was radiant. Wang Jing could also feel my touch.
Wang Jing said, "Ugh, you're here again so early in the morning." I didn't say anything, but pointed with my finger.
Wang Jing exclaimed, "Sister, when did you get back?" Apple immediately composed herself and said, "I've been watching a great movie for an hour, aren't you ashamed?" Wang Jing looked around for something to cover herself, but everything was too far away. Apple casually tossed a piece of clothing over and went inside, and Wang Jing followed.
Wang Jing said, "Sister, really, you don't even know how to keep things private."
Wang Dan said, "I was startled when I came in, but seeing you two so intimate, it was really beautiful, so I sat down and forgot about it."
Jing laughed and said, "How was last night? Did that handsome guy seduce you?"
Wang Dan said, "He was handsome, but not seduce me, he disgusted me instead."
Wang Jing said, "I felt disgusted all night, which is not like you at all."
Wang Dan hesitated for a moment and said, "Who knew that in the end he would actually... What's going on with you? You've gone too far, still in the living room even after getting home." Being a girl, she still didn't reveal the reason.
Wang Jing didn't answer Wang Dan's question, but smiled and said, "Is he handsome?" Wang Dan said, "Ordinary people, with a hint of cunning on his face." Wang Jing said, "He's our colleague."
Wang Dan was surprised and said, "You've fallen for your colleague? You're from a small company like yours, and you wouldn't even look at the guys from big companies."
Wang Jing said very seriously, "I might really be in love with him, and from the deepest part of my heart."
Wang Dan looked at his sister and asked with a wicked smile, "Is he good?" Wang Jing said, "In what way?"
Wang Dan said, "You mean in what way?" Wang Jing laughed, bending over backward, and said, "He's amazing! I've never felt anything before, but this time I'm so excited!" Up to heaven. "
Wang Dan said very depressedly: "Do you know why I divorced? That's it. Wang Jing put her arms around her sister's neck and said coquettishly, "My sister is so slutty." "
Wang Dan said very seriously: "When you really grow up, you will know that it is a woman's nature to be licentious. "Wang Jing said: "But I feel that only with him in my life can my soul and body be integrated. "
Wang Dan said: "A woman is hung in the air, the feeling of loss is indescribable. Wang Jing said: "I support you, but you have to keep my affairs confidential." "
I didn't have the nerve to see the woman who had seen my body again, so I sighed and left.
When I got back to my place, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning. People got up very late on Saturday morning, and the breakfast stalls were not cleared yet. I had no appetite and just wanted to take a good nap.
The dancing wings of the midnight elves made me exhausted.
I went upstairs gently, not wanting to disturb anyone, especially basketball. Her smile was like the trembling stamens of a summer flower, and you could see the scattering of pollen, making your eyes blurry.
The basketball was even more astonishing.
When I got to the door, I was truly stunned. A figure was curled up by my door, eyes half-closed, curves alluring, red lips slightly parted. Dou Dou seemed to be asleep.
I gently carried Dou Dou into the house and placed her on the bed, letting her sleep peacefully.
I sat beside her, but I was no longer sleepy. After a while, Dou Dou opened her eyes.
I said, "You're awake, sleep a little longer." Dou Dou said, "You're back." Dou Dou opened her eyes and closed them again, her body shifting slightly before curling back up on the bed.
I took her hand and laughed, saying, "Why don't you just ambush me? It's always like this." Dou Dou smiled lazily and said, "I wanted to catch you cheating, to see if you're very well-behaved, to see if there's another woman in your house?"
I laughed and said, "Did you catch her?" Dou Dou said, "No the first time, you were very well-behaved, but this time..." As she spoke, Dou Dou sat up and sniffed me all over.
I said, "Don't act like a sniffer dog, I don't have any drugs on me." Dou Dou retorted loudly, "You smell like a woman! Tell me what you did last night?"
I lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "How did you know my address?" Dou Dou said, "Don't change the subject, confess."
I laughed and said, "Tell me first, I'll tell you." Dou Dou laughed and said, "That's easy, I'll just call your company and say the police are investigating."
I pinched her butt and laughed, "You're so cunning, I'll have to be careful next time."
Dou Dou said, "Tell me, I smell alcohol, a woman, and another smell." I looked at Dou Dou's serious face and said helplessly, "I drank a lot last night because an arrow pierced my heart, and blood flowed out. After drinking, I..." "I'm afraid of being alone; it hurts my heart even more. I went to the all-night video arcade next door. I needed noise; that way, my heart could calm its surging blood."
DouDou seemed to realize something, but still persisted, "What about the taste of women?" I said, "There are women in bars, and women in video arcades. I closed my eyes in the arcade, and slowly the blood flowing through my heart slowed down until I fell asleep. When I woke up, a woman was touching me. Seeing that I opened my eyes, she said, 'No business today, please take care of me, brother.' I didn't say anything, and closed my eyes again. She started eating me. My heart was broken, shattered. It's like a caterpillar, always shrinking in a corner."
As I spoke, I really wanted to go back to that environment again, and my heart started to ache again.
My expression became heavy. I didn't know what DouDou was doing again, but I was really in pain.
DouDou said, "Shameless! You can do it in a video arcade."
I laughed and said, "Video arcades offer this kind of service."
DouDou asked again, "What happened next?" I said, "She was a little tired, panting, and asked me what was wrong, that she had no energy. I handed her 200 yuan, but she was very serious and said she couldn't just take the money for nothing. Then she started eating again, and her technique was very advanced. I didn't feel any pleasure at all; my heart started bleeding again. I didn't know if I was right or wrong; my demon was tormenting me."
DouDou asked in confusion, "Your demon?"
I said that the person I liked was the demon tormenting me, and there was a demon of my own inside me; they often argued.
One said, "A toad wants to eat swan meat."
Another said, "Someone has to eat swan meat."
One said, "Matching is most important, otherwise they can't dance together. One dances ballet, the other disco."
One said, "After they finish dancing, they can eat together, talk together, and sleep together."
One said, "That might be sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams. The ballerina dreams of little swans, the disco dancer dreams of a deafening dance hall."
One said, "But they always wake up eventually, and when they wake up, they can eat together, talk together, and sleep together again."
One said, "There are Chinese and Western meals."
One said, "In China, everyone eats Chinese food; Western food is just a side dish. We can try that."
As he spoke, Cupid shot an arrow into my heart.
One said, "How was it?"
One said, "This world is wonderful."
One said, "I'll pull it out."
I said to DouDou, "And then he really pulled it out, and my heart started bleeding, and it's been bleeding ever since. Now my bleeding might stop."
DouDou asked, "Why?"
I said, "My Yunnan Baiyao has arrived."
I stared blankly at DouDou, expressionless. I didn't know the devil's changes, but I knew he was at least trying to cover my wounds. DouDou
cried and threw herself into my arms, sobbing, "I didn't know you'd be so heartbroken. If I had, I wouldn't have made that joke." She kissed me, my face covered in kisses.
I said, "It's alright. I know how important you are to me."
DouDou said, "I've become a sinner. I almost tormented you to death. In just one night, your heart was broken. Do you know how I felt waiting for you?"
DouDou's breasts pressed desperately against my chest, tears streaming down her face.
I said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those things." I stroked her trembling back; my heart was pounding erratically.
DouDou said, "You should have said, 'I wanted to know you loved me to death.'" She then kissed my chest like a chicken pecking at rice.
I said, "I do love you to death. I'm not drunk from alcohol, but I'm absolutely smitten by your love." I stroked DouDou's face.
Suddenly, DouDou raised her head and said earnestly, "You want me? I'll give myself to you. Don't go to the recording studio anymore." In an instant, DouDou pounced on me and stripped me naked, but I still cowered like a little insect.
DouDou said, "What's wrong with you? You're always so energetic, and you're still angry with me." DouDou gently stroked me.
But I was lifeless. Delicious food and boundless spring colors were before me, but last night's dancing had exhausted me. I struggled, and gradually I began to recover, but I was still barely holding on.
I saw a garden full of spring colors. This was my garden, the garden I had always longed for. I walked along the gate, stumbling and failing each time. I saw the path to the garden, I saw the flowers, but I was powerless to push open the gate.
DouDou said, "Don't rush, you're all sweaty." She wiped her saliva, and though weak, it slipped in easily. She'd only gone halfway when a barrier blocked her way. Already frail, she could only look on with despair.
I said, "If it weren't for the hymen, I'd think you were a slut, at least you know how to lubricate."
I laughed and forced myself to move. Though I'd only taken a small step, I was already in heaven.
DouDou said, "I secretly watched and found out."
Her moans were soft as she tried to cooperate. Though clumsy, her alluring breasts swayed, and I gradually felt a surge of energy.
DouDou said, "It's big now, push harder." DouDou's shyness excited me.
I said, "It'll hurt a lot." I gently touched her proud breasts and took them into my mouth.
DouDou's moans grew louder. I said, "I'm going in."
DouDou said, "Go in, oh, it hurts so much!" Tears welled up in DouDou's eyes. I stopped abruptly, and with the slightest movement, drops of blood began to flow.
DouDou seemed bewildered, stammering, "I'm bleeding?"
I laughed, "Your purest blood." DouDou said, "But it hurts so much, be gentle."
I said, "I'm not moving."
DouDou said shyly, "I want you to be gentle."
I began my assault, DouDou's breasts undulating rhythmically, the path in the garden widening, soon the water became a stream, flowing down the ravines. After the tiring dance, I was fearless, charging forward, undeterred. DouDou trembled.
"Does it hurt?" I asked, looking into her eyes with concern.
DouDou bit her lower lip and shook her head. Actually, DouDou didn't want to spoil my pleasure, so she gritted her teeth and endured the slight pain.
"Mmm..."
DouDou let out a soft moan, feeling her body sink, and without resistance, I entered her deeply.
However, the tearing pain was far more intense than DouDou had anticipated. My worm continued to penetrate deep into her clitoris, and DouDou suddenly felt an unprecedented, excruciating pain, as if a knife were piercing her flesh.
DouDou finally couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!" My worm had completely entered DouDou's body, and DouDou's clitoris was completely resisting my worm.
DouDou had never experienced such pain from the invasion of such a huge thing, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.
I didn't rush to enjoy myself. I gently put my arm around DouDou's shoulders and asked reluctantly, "Baby, does it hurt a lot?"
DouDou was in excruciating pain, but she didn't want to spoil my fun, so she gritted her teeth and shook her head.
I gently licked away the tears on DouDou's face with my tongue, and then kissed DouDou's forehead tenderly. The worm buried inside DouDou's body slowly and rhythmically began to move.

79. Bees buzzing and butterflies dancing in the spring breeze
"Little baby, your hole is so warm and comfortable!" I whispered flirtatious words in DouDou's ear.
"I feel...so...good..."
She
seemed hypnotized, her eyes tightly closed, emitting soft moans of "mmm...mmm...mmm..." Her hands twitched, her fingers unconsciously gripping my back.
After DouDou's body gushed forth like a tidal wave, I carried the limp, naked, stunningly beautiful woman to the bed, making her lie on her back while I stood between her snow-white legs
...
As if to boast to the entire city about how I had ravaged this celestial beauty, leaving her breathless and exhausted, I launched wave after wave of frenzied attacks.
Although Dou Dou was limp as a rag doll, she still tried her best to please me beneath me, yielding and yielding in every way, until I ejaculated wildly, shooting my gushing fluids into her parched valley. Only
then did our naked bodies become tightly entwined, kissing passionately, panting... immersed in the wonderful afterglow of our lovemaking. Unbeknownst to us, the sun was already high in the sky, and we finally calmed down a little.
Still pressed tightly beneath my burly body, Dou Dou couldn't help but wonder if I had taken some kind of aphrodisiac .
When I mischievously asked her if she felt comfortable, Dou Dou blushed shyly
and whispered, "Com...com ... I proudly boasted to her, "How could that be? Especially with you, I would never take any pills." DouDou was even more puzzled and curious: "Why...why...? Especially...especially...with me...when?" As soon as she finished speaking, her pretty face blushed again, incredibly shy. I smiled and reached out to stroke her pretty face: "My beautiful woman, who told you to be so beautiful? I only want to truly possess you." Hearing me say this, DouDou's heart pounded wildly. She was both shy and bashful, yet secretly delighted. I saw the gentle, stunning beauty tenderly and lightly rubbing my firm, dark chest muscles with her lovely hands, asking coquettishly and shyly, "Then...then...your...your...body...can...take it...for...so...long...once...?" As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer, until it was almost a mosquito's buzz, her beautiful face flushed red, stunningly beautiful. After hearing Dou Dou's gentle, charming, tender, and shyly sweet words, I smiled even more smugly. I then embraced her soft, boneless body, and after a long, tender, and affectionate embrace, I whispered in her ear, "From now on, you have to call me 'good brother' like you did just now, okay?" Hearing this, Dou Dou couldn't help but recall her earlier impulsive actions, and was instantly filled with shame. She playfully pounded my chest, "No...no...what if someone...hears...how...how can I face anyone?" I didn't force her, and kissed her, saying, "Then you can call me 'brother' in bed! Darling...I like it!" Dou Dou stopped protesting, as if agreeing to my request. At the moment Dou Dou cried out, she also erupted in a brilliant heat, soaking my bed and a large area of the sheets. Dou Dou's limbs clung tightly to my body, motionless, accepting my abundant embrace, as blissful as a bride on her wedding night. The two, still entwined in their passionate embrace, lingered, kissing sweetly. The room was thick with sweat and a pungent aroma. I, still lingering, remained drenched in sweat, exuding a sweet, intoxicating fragrance. She was perfect, as if I wanted her to melt back into my arms. I gazed deeply into DouDou's eyes and confessed, "Baby, I love you. Will you marry me?" DouDou didn't answer. After a while, sensing my renewed arousal, she grabbed me hard and said, "You're a typical madman." DouDou's words were already incoherent; amidst moans, I descended into madness. I wandered aimlessly through the forest, thrusting my sword wildly wherever I went, causing flowers and grass to ooze sap and tree trunks to bear marks. The flowers and grass swayed and trembled wildly, and my demon would step forward and stab again, causing the flowers and grass to groan and fall. The devil, brandishing his sword, rushed to the door and charged in without hesitation. A shower of petals rained down on him like meteors. The devil brandished his sword, the petals falling upon it, the sword drinking blood, its eyes red. He then fiercely thrust at the source of the stream, causing the water to gush forth. After a few thrusts, a torrential downpour of petals drenched the devil's head. The devil's sword, unable to withstand the warmth, trembled involuntarily. The garden trembled as well; the two shockwaves intersected, an earthquake struck, and the volcano erupted once more. DouDou, exhausted, lay down on the bed, her starry eyes half-closed. Her neck, connecting to her collarbone, traced an elegant curve, highlighting her beautiful face, completely devoid of her previous madness. Her spinal groove cascaded down to her buttocks, and sparse downy hair dotted her smooth, delicate armpits, adding to her allure. Her small navel on her flat stomach was captivating. Her breasts were layered, obscuring the cleavage, yet their softness flowed like water. Her slender waist accentuated her already pert buttocks, and her long legs, slightly closed, offered a subtle allure. I gently held her and drifted off to sleep. As the streetlights began to illuminate Huaihai Road, Dou Dou clung tightly to my arm amidst the crowd. I said, "I won't get lost," I smiled, my pride evident on my face. Dou Dou said, "I'm afraid you'll get lost." Her smile was somewhat mysterious. I said, "How could I get lost?" I was surprised. Dou Dou said, "There are so many pretty girls on the street. I just saw one girl who wasn't wearing any clothes, just to attract attention." I said, "I didn't see that," I pretended to look around. DouDou said, "That's because I didn't pinch you hard enough. Your drool was practically dripping from your mouth. If I hadn't pinched you, you probably would have caught up with me." As she said this, my bottom was punished again, this time quite hard. I said, "How was it? Pretty good haul this time, huh?" I changed the subject. DouDou said, "Things in Shanghai are so fashionable and cheap, but the ring you bought me was too expensive. You must have spent all that money." DouDou twirled the ring on her wrist, her face beaming, and then said, "What are we going to do later?" Although I was very tired, I didn't want to disappoint DouDou. "Let's go to a bar. " Finally home, I wanted to take a shower, but I was a little tired and wanted to relax. DouDou said, "I'll shower with you." She squeezed in. Hot water poured over me, and I just wanted to close my eyes. I said, "Don't touch me." I realized DouDou was there again. DouDou said, "Hey, why were you so careless when we were showering? You made me hurt again. You felt good, huh? No way, I'll make you die from exhaustion!" She pressed herself against me, rubbing against me. I said, "This is the third time already, no more." I chuckled. DouDou said, "I want it, I don't want it anymore, it's inside, mmm." DouDou started moaning. DouDou still had plenty of energy; she hadn't even eaten dinner and wanted to go to the bar. When we got to the bar, it wasn't too crowded. The rhythm of jazz was melodious and relaxed; this hybrid of blues, ragtime, and other musical genres easily dissipated one's will and also easily made one relax. John Coltrane's "Round Midnight" was like a plaintive lament, softly telling its story in my ear. The shouts, screams, and moans, smooth, suffocating, and loud, made one feel as if they were truly in a black field. Although we couldn't understand each other's language, we still talked to each other. DouDou said, "There really isn't a place like this in Wuhan. There are imitations, but none are this pure." I said, "What's national is also international, but we still idolize foreign things. I heard the owner of this place copied a rural bar in America exactly." DouDou tilted her head and said, "In a place like this, I just want to lie in your arms and sleep." I smiled and said, "Then sleep, child." The music changed its rhythm but continued. DouDou leaned against me with her eyes half-closed, but I opened my eyes wide.

Wang Jing and her sister were drinking at a table less than two or three tables away from me. I don't know if they saw me or not, but my heart was already racing.
Dou Dou said, "Let's not drink anymore, let's listen to some music." Dou Dou's eyes were hazy, and she was as gentle as cotton, leaning softly against me. A feeling of happiness welled up inside me, but so did my embarrassment.
Wang Jing walked over gracefully and said, "Li Chao, are you drinking alone?" Seeing Cotton next to me, her face immediately turned from water to sunshine. "This is your girlfriend, she's so beautiful."
Dou Dou also perked up. There's always an inexplicable rivalry between beautiful women. They greeted each other and chatted like old friends, laughing brightly and talking freely. But I knew it was a contest. Smart women always go into battle with a smile, because laughter is the most powerful weapon.

80. Two Beauties Compete for Glory, Flowers in Five Colors
Wang Jing said, "You're from Wuhan University. I also wanted to get into a prestigious university, but I was only thinking about dancing, so I ended up just getting a degree from Shanghai University." Wang Jing's melancholy was tinged with pride.
DouDou said, "Wow, Li Chao introduced himself very clearly, even knowing which university he graduated from. You little beauty, you'd be mesmerizing if you danced. If it were me, I'd go straight to dance academy."
DouDou giggled and touched Wang Jing's face.
Wang Jing said, "Don't you know this too? A spy's job is to find out about the other side. With your figure and face, mesmerizing someone might be a stretch, but captivating a thousand soldiers would be a piece of cake." Wang Jing touched DouDou's breast and even pretended to lick it.
DouDou changed the subject and asked, "You're in the same office, is Li Chao a womanizer?" DouDou shook Wang Jing's hand.
Wang Jing said, "Very much so. He's always peeking at girls' backs." Wang Jing smiled smugly.
I quickly said, "I'm innocent! I can only see your back, and it's covered by clothes." I protested.
DouDou said, "That's still peeking. Don't you dare peek at Wang Jing anymore. Look at Wang Jing's back curve, it's so alluring, it's easy for you to get distracted." DouDou laughed and stroked Wang Jing's back. Wang Jing's back was covered by a type of clothing that revealed a lot of her skin.
We'd been chatting for so long, leaving her sister all chilly. Wang Jing's sister was slightly taller than Wang Jing, but much taller. "Two pretty girls chatting, leaving the handsome guy hanging out. Let's drink." Wang Jing's sister sat down, greeted us, and started drinking. Every time we clinked glasses, she wore a mischievous smile.
I knew it was a provocation against my situation.
Wang Dan said, "Just call me Wang Dan." I laughed and said, "It's better to call me Sister Dan." Wang Dan laughed and said, "You should call me Sister Dan, shouldn't you?" I quickly clasped my hands in a gesture of respect and said with a smile, "Sister Dan, please forgive me. I'll go through fire and water for you if you ever need anything." Then, I tried to make conversation, saying, "Sister Dan, how was your trip to Europe?"
Wang Dan laughed and said, "You little rascal, the trip to Europe was both my rebirth and my gloom." I laughed and said, "Why is that?" Wang Dan sighed and said, "The rebirth is because I escaped the arranged marriage, and the gloom is because my three years of marriage have been so lacking in passion."
Looking at Wang Dan's expression, I knew she wanted to talk to someone, so I asked, "Aren't you two dating?"
Wang Dan said, "His father and my mother are colleagues, teachers at Shanghai University. The reason he sent my parents on this trip is to prevent them from causing trouble." I said, "Are you free now?"
Wang Dan lowered her head. "But the passion is gone," Wang Dan said. "I really envy you. You're so calm even when you're in trouble." I quickly smiled and said, "Sister Dan, it's mainly because you're so understanding. Otherwise, I'd be under the table by now."
Wang Dan said, "If it were before, I might have given you a good dressing down."
I asked again, "Didn't you ever love before you got married?" Wang Dan smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I did, but I just didn't resist and it all passed." I smiled and said, "Now you can relive your dreams." Wang Dan said, "You're just being cheeky. I did find someone, but things have changed. My Prince Charming has become an old man. A 30-year-old has turned into a little old man under the pressure of life."
Hearing Wang Dan's words, I couldn't help but murmur, "Life can push people to the extremes. Good and bad are separated by a fine line. The beautiful things can only remain in our memories." Wang Dan also looked into the distance and smiled, saying, "Now even the memories are gone. My hope has to start all over again."
The two girls finally started to pay attention to us. Wang Jing said, "What are you talking about? It's so sad."
The two flowers seemed to have become sisters in an instant. I laughed and said, "Sister's past." Wang Dan was still in the throes of grief. Wang Jing chuckled and said, "Then you should have a good talk with Li Chao. He's a master at seducing people." Dou Dou said, "Sister Dan, he's also a master at seducing people. Be careful." Dou Dou chimed in.
Wang Dan laughed and said, "I'm afraid of being seduced? At my age, I'm afraid I'll be thinking about being seduced all the time." Wang Dan had drunk a lot of wine, and the truth came out.
Dou Dou said, "Li Chao's chance has come. A young woman in the prime of her youth, beautiful and charming, and a young and vigorous man—that's where the story begins." Dou Dou wouldn't miss any opportunity to defeat Wang Jing.
Wang Jing said, "But Li Chao has already been conquered by Ye Zimei." Wang Jing was undeterred.
Wang Dan said, "Who is Ye Zimei?" Wang Dan drank another glass of wine. Wang Jing said, "Didn't you notice? Ye Zimei is right in front of you." Wang Jing pointed to Dou Dou's breasts.
Dou Dou's breasts were indeed large, comparable to Ye Zimei's. Wang Dan said, "I'm also Ye Zimei, come on, let's compare." Wang Dan touched her own breasts, which were indeed quite large, and then stood up.
She had drunk too much. A handsome man helped Wang Dan up. He said, "Wang Jing, you two have fun, I'll help her rest for a while." With that, the man helped Wang Dan into a room.
Dou Dou asked curiously, "Who is he?" Wang Jing said, "One of my sister's suitors, the manager of this bar." Dou Dou said, "What a handsome man." Dou Dou was exaggerating a bit.
Wang Jing said, "It seems every man is a bit more handsome than some people." Wang Jing teased, smiling smugly at Dou Dou.
Dou Dou said, "Yes, but not all men are as silly, as stupid, as shameless, as clever as him..." Dou Dou's words made Wang Jing laugh so hard she almost fell over.
Wang Jing mischievously whispered to Dou Dou, "How about in that area?" "
You didn't know?" Dou Dou, a clever girl, saw Wang Jing's expression and knew that Wang Jing might like me, so she retorted loudly.
Wang Jing blushed and laughed, saying, "How would I know? You're so annoying." She turned her body to the side, whether laughing or crying, it was hard to tell.
Dou Dou patted Wang Jing's shoulder and went to the restroom.
Wang Jing said, "Devilish figure, angelic face, no wonder you're so heartbroken. Didn't you break up?" I smiled bitterly and said, "She attacked me suddenly, and I only found out she was lying to me. You're not angry with me, are you?" Wang Jing said softly, "With her, I don't know what to do."
I didn't know what to say, but looking at Wang Jing's tearful eyes, I couldn't help but take her hand and say, "You're my good friend." Wang Jing didn't flinch, but said calmly, "Indeed, a good friend."
The handsome man walked over, smiling, and said, "Let's get acquainted. My name is Zhuo Yi." He handed over an elegant business card.
I said, "My name is Li Chao, I work in the liquor industry." "I handed him my business card too," Zhuo Yi said. "Kerona, a famous brand. I'll definitely come to you for drinks from now on." I said, "I'm so grateful." Zhuo Yi and I clinked glasses, and Wang Jing immediately asked anxiously, "How's my sister?"
Zhuo Yi said, "She's fine, just resting." As he spoke, Zhuo Yi glanced at Dou Dou and said with a smile, "Didn't this beautiful lady introduce me?"
Wang Jing laughed and said, "If you don't take good care of my sister, she'll be unable to resist any pretty girl. That'll be troublesome later." Zhuo Yi immediately left upon hearing this. Dou Dou returned from the restroom without saying a word, looking at me with a strange expression.
I said, "Dou Dou, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly unhappy?" Dou Dou said, "Nothing. I suddenly feel like I'm in a strange city, and I'm not used to anything."
I said, "You're only realizing it now." Dou Dou said, "Yes, when you can't understand the language anywhere, you feel lonely."
Wang Jing said, "Everyone speaks Mandarin, right?" Dou Dou said, "When you enter the restroom, you enter a foreign country." Wang Jing said, "Are you homesick?" Dou Dou said, "Yes. I really miss home."
The beach was formed by the impact of the sea; originally, there were no flowers.
People came, and there were withered roses.
People left, and there were tears.
Water came, and there were waves.
If Shanghai didn't have flowers, it wouldn't be Shanghai. Along the Bund, various colorful advertising flowers bloom, although they are all Japanese flowers, they bloom brightly, and people love to look at them. The Bund is never short of flowers; roses of all colors are cut into various shapes, becoming playthings in one's hands. And then there are the women, adorned in their finest attire, perhaps the most dazzling flowers. Though each is different, the Wu dialect uttered from their delicate mouths is a unique spectacle. In Jiangnan, the scenery is breathtaking. Northerners will understand this sentiment. But this Wu dialect, distorted in Shanghai, is even more of a spectacle. The Wu dialect is inherently a bit astringent, leaving a lingering, pleasant aftertaste. But the Shanghai accent adds a touch of coquetry, removing that astringency entirely. The beauty lies in that "coquetry," like adding a splash of cooking wine to stir-fried meat—it removes some imperfections, leaving a subtle flavor. Language is similar. Shanghainese itself is a flower, distinct from both Jiangsu and Zhejiang dialects, yet sharing the same underlying rhyme scheme. How strange, yet how strange!
Following the Bund into Nanjing Road, the neon lights are dazzling, more beautiful than any flower. Now, besides vendors, Nanjing Road is filled with the sounds of Shanghainese; those walking the streets are almost all from across the country, and later, from the whole world. People from Northeast China, Xinjiang, Northwest China, South China… even from America and Africa—this dazzling flower of Shanghai's marketplace has bloomed too brightly, soaring high above the Oriental Pearl Tower, becoming a global phenomenon.
Walking along Nanjing Road, you reach Huaihai Road. The streetlights are bright but just right, not fully revealing faces, creating a sense of allure. Upon arrival, you're greeted by the soft, sweet sounds of Shanghainese. The plane trees along the road aren't in bloom yet, but that doesn't stop them from blooming; the flower shops offer a wide variety of flowers to choose from. Roses are a must, with over a dozen varieties, and this isn't even during the peak season. Shanghai's magnolias, which normally grow on trees and bloom in spring, are here in autumn, leaning precariously, eagerly awaiting their bloom. The chrysanthemums are still tender buds in autumn, yet they already exude a captivating charm. Orchids are inherently noble, yet for the sake of appearances, they somehow manage to flaunt their elegance, their hair tied up in a simple bun, their eyebrows lightly painted, their lips a touch of red, revealing a hint of allure. The
flowers in Shanghai are in full bloom, and all the winds are spring breezes—not gentle, but fierce. The elevated ring road no longer solves the traffic problem; the east-west connection instantly crosses the Huangpu River, linking east and west.

81. Taking advantage of the chaos,
I walked quietly along the plane trees lining Fuxing West Road, not wanting to disturb anyone, just wanting to walk in peace. Dou Dou returned to Wuhan excitedly, Wang Jing happily saw her off at the station, while I wandered alone, dejected. Wang Jing treated me the same as always for several days, without any change in expression. Dou Dou didn't call after returning to Wuhan; I only had work to do.
Just as the kerona market was opening up, the influx of counterfeit goods disrupted the market, leaving everyone in a state of chaos. Sitting on the stone bench beside the residential area, I was a little lost in thought. "One cigarette after another, I don't know why I'm smoking."
"Xiao Jie, did you finish what I told you last time?" A high-pitched, affected voice slowly approached; it was my third aunt's voice.
Not wanting her to disturb my peace, I stopped after a moment. "Third Aunt, what is it?" It was my eldest sister, the neighbor's sister with a lovely name, Gao Xiaojie. My
third aunt said, "It's about the alcohol. Your uncle's already drinking imported beer; let him try some too." My third aunt's voice carried a hint of jealousy.
My eldest sister said, "Little Li only gave us a whole case, and it's already finished. We'll ask him for some more another day." It was my sister's alcohol that had been given to her.
My third aunt said, "Don't just ask for a little, ask for more. My sister's too." My third aunt's tendency to push her luck was truly a Shanghainese trait.
My eldest sister said, "Tsk tsk tsk, making a scene, it's not like it's ours." My eldest sister was a little smug. My third aunt said, "It wasn't yours, was it? Whose shouting echoed throughout the whole building the other day?" My third aunt lowered her voice slightly, but deliberately raised her tone.
My eldest sister asked, "What was that sound?" She seemed a little anxious. "Third Aunt said, 'I just happened to come to your house to find you for something, but I didn't expect you to be singing in Little Li's room.' I couldn't see Third Aunt's expression, but I was sure she was smug.
Eldest Sister asked, 'What song is she singing?' Eldest Sister was a little anxious.
Third Aunt smiled and said, 'I'm in the lyrics,' Eldest Sister's voice was already trembling, and she said, 'You are in it, what about you?' Third Aunt then imitated, 'People have never tried it before. Third Aunt just said that using your tongue is so enjoyable, but my husband thinks I'm dirty. Isn't that what I'm in?' Eldest Sister quickly said, 'Third Aunt, don't say anymore, my dear Third Aunt, I'll give you everything I want.'
After a moment of silence, my heart skipped a beat.
Eldest Sister said, 'Third Aunt, please don't tell A'gen.' Eldest Sister's voice trembled gently.
Third Aunt said, 'I won't, I know what it's like for a man to be impotent.'" "Third Aunt's voice suddenly softened.
Eldest Sister said, 'Third Aunt, didn't you also...' The two of them must have been embracing, or looking around for cover, unaware that I was only a few meters away from them.
Third Aunt said, 'Wang Meng called Wang Meng, and it was over in a few strokes, but those few strokes were really comfortable, but that was it.' Third Aunt's tone was very low.
Eldest Sister said, 'So he used his tongue, didn't you say using your tongue was very comfortable?'" "My eldest sister sounded both comforting and proud.
My third aunt said, 'But he only licked it once, just a few times, sigh...'
I didn't want to hear any private matters, so I quietly left.
Lying in bed, I thought about DouDou. DouDou left very easily, like she was on a trip. She finished visiting the famous historical sites and returned home.
Without turning on the light, I tried to imagine DouDou by the moonlight, and gradually closed my eyes.
DouDou actually entered my dream. Two round breasts rubbed my face, and my hand slid down my clothes. But I couldn't feel any gentleness; mine was swollen but painful.
The weight of the two breasts was enough to overwhelm everything, and I immediately woke up, saying, 'Is that you, eldest sister? How did you get in?' My eldest sister said triumphantly, 'I have a key, hurry up and do me.' My eldest
sister bent over on the bed, and I thrust in without hesitation.
My eldest sister's moans were like singing, and after a while she said, 'You eat me, and I'll eat you too.' So I started eating. My eldest sister's song became more and more rhythmic. After a while, my eldest sister said, 'I can't take it anymore, I need to pee.'" After shivering for a while, I actually went to pee.
The sound of urinating was loud, and after the rustling sound, a big buttock was thrust onto my mouth, and I started to eat it. Perhaps it had just been washed, because it smelled nice. After tasting it carefully, I realized it was real, so I ate it with varying depths. The older sister didn't sing; on a whim, she moved her body and thrust in hard. It felt like entering a strange place; although it was loose, it was very awkward. The wooden gate was open, but I was still hesitant and shy.
I went to squeeze and play with her huge breasts, but they weren't basketballs. I quickly asked, "Who are you?" She didn't answer, but perhaps because the stimulation was too great, a moan came out.
I laughed and said, "Are you comfortable now? Let me see who you are. I'll turn on the light if you don't tell me." The woman finally spoke, saying, "No." I increased the pressure.
The "plop" "plop" sounds were quite pleasant. I said, "Why are you trembling?" The woman said, "I can't take it anymore." I couldn't take it anymore either. I collapsed onto the bed.
After resting for a while, I laughed and said, "Don't you want me to see you?" The woman said, "I'm afraid you'll laugh at me." Saying that, she shyly hid in my arms.
I said, "I've already done it to you, and you're still laughing at me?" The woman still said, "I'll put on my clothes, then you can see." I said, "No." I grabbed her and started kneading her smooth body.
While kneading, I went in again, this time very gently, lying on my side, moving softly, sometimes not moving at all inside.
I said, "I don't want to know who you are anymore, I just want you, that's enough." I hardly moved; she did all the movements. "This is the first time I've felt this good." A soft moan in my ear sounded like a cat.
“Then I’ll do it to you every day, make you feel good every day.” I rubbed her breasts, like kneading dough. After a while, she started trembling again.
I said, “You’re so sensitive.” The woman said shyly, “It’s mainly because you’re so good. This time it’s all inside, please don’t get pregnant.” I said, “Then quickly wash up.” But the woman said, “I want to hold you for a while.”
We held each other until dawn. The woman sleeping in my arms was petite, sweet like a little girl. Her eyebrows were lightly drawn, without makeup, and her lips were pale red. I couldn’t help but kiss her, and she kissed me sweetly. The woman opened her eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment. Holding a soft body, her skin smooth to the touch, I touched her buttocks and went in again. The woman gently received it, and her moans, like a cat, started again.
I said, “Who are you? Can you tell me?” The woman said, “It’s already broad daylight, can’t you tell?” I said, “I can’t tell?” The woman whispered, “I’m Third Aunt.” "After saying that, she buried her head in the blanket.
I laughed and said, 'Women change when they take off their clothes. Auntie, it was such a waste that you wore clothes before.' Auntie said, 'What was a waste?' I laughed and said, 'A good body.' Auntie said quietly, 'But my husband only knows how to touch the computer, and I can't handle it when he touches it.' I laughed and said, 'Then let me touch it.'
I started touching it, and Auntie trembled for a while and left. I lay in bed, as if in a dream."

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