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My idol is like a child who never grows up... It's really a headache.
Damn it, can't the agency hire a psychologist?!
This is infuriating. This article was first 　　published on Dongshengzhou Related Enterprises
, Tianxiang Chinese Literature, and Forbidden Bookstore. 　　Please retain this 　　paragraph 　　when
reprinting. Thank you.
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... 　　"Uh...it's...it's Yu Bei." But she quickly forced a somewhat obsequious smile, 　　suppressing all the resentment in her expression. She stood up and moved aside to take the seat closest to Zhao Tao on the bed, saying demurely, 　　"I saw your picture in Zhao Tao's wallet. I didn't expect you to be even more beautiful in person than in the photo." 　　Yu Bei didn't respond. Instead, she naturally sat down in the spot Zhang Xingyu had been occupying, breathed on her palms 　　, rubbed them together, and placed them on Zhao Tao's forehead, saying softly, "Are you still feeling very unwell? You really are something, 　　so sick, and you didn't even tell me. You had to have Xiao Nan inform me." Zhang Xingyu turned and glared at Yang Nan. If she could exert force with her gaze, she probably could have drilled 　　two bloody holes 　　in Yang Nan's neck . 　　Zhao Tao felt like he was walking on a meadow full of blooming flowers. The air was fragrant, the soil was soft, and 　　the environment was cozy. However, it was riddled with landmines. 　　The worst part was that he had basically planted all of these landmines himself. He had no one to blame but himself for being blown up. 　　He carefully observed Zhang Xingyu's expression, took Yu Bei's hand, and said softly, "I... I was just 　　afraid you'd worry. Anyway, you said you'd come over during the May Day holiday, and I thought I'd be better by then, so I would 　　n't interfere with your studies. There's only a little over a month left until the college entrance exam, it wouldn't be good to bother you." 　　When he said the word "bother," Zhao Tao couldn't help but glare at Yang Nan, thinking that this girl usually seemed 　　carefree, but when it came to throwing stones at people, she was ruthless. Zhang Xingyu had put in three days of effort to please her, and 　　then Yang Nan, laughing and joking in class, slapped her, shattering that little bit of harmony. 　　"It's nothing. I've already finished reviewing everything I needed to, so a little more time won't make a difference." Yu Bei picked up 　　the bowl Zhang Xingyu had put down and continued feeding him, saying softly, "You're in the hospital, even if the college entrance exam is tomorrow, 　　I still have to come see if you're alright." 　　"What kind of talk is that? I'm not going to die. It's more important that you do well on the exam and come back to be with me 　　." Zhao Tao replied, carefully observing the expressions of the three girls in the room, afraid that he might 　　accidentally step on something wrong and... *bang!* 　　"That's what they say, but when you're really worried, you don't think about anything else," Zhang Xingyu 　　said softly. "It's Nan-jie who didn't think things through. Actually, with the two of us taking care of him, Zhao Tao will definitely be fine. 　　You didn't need to go through all this trouble." 　　Yu Bei smiled and said softly, "I was going to come during the May Day holiday anyway, but a few days earlier wouldn't matter. 　　At this point, there's not much of a study atmosphere in the senior class. If I come to help, you two who have classes 　　won't have to work so hard." 　　Yang Nan said with a smile, "That's right, it's not good for Xingyu to keep skipping classes like this. Other teachers..." " You're easy to talk to, 　　but Teacher Yu might be harder to deal with, right? Do you really want Zhao Tao to plead with Teacher Yu for you in the end?" 　　Zhang Xingyu's body stiffened, as if Yang Nan had accurately hit a sore spot, but she immediately turned her pretty face away, 　　saying coolly, "Plead for what? It's just failing a course, I can just retake it, I don't care." 　　Yu Bei finished feeding her the last bite, then turned and said softly, "Whether you care or not, I've already taken leave to come, 　　and I definitely won't leave before the May Day holiday ends, so it's fine for me to stay here. You guys go to class, just come and help out when you have time 　　. Anyway… Zhao Tao looks energetic and spirited." 　　"Yes, I feel much better too." He wiped his mouth and chuckled, "If this keeps up, 　　I'll spoil you rotten." 　　Zhang Xingyu frowned and bit her lip, clearly helpless. She glared at Yang Nan, then 　　backed down, saying, "Fine, anyway... Zhao Tao will definitely be happy to see you. He cares about you so much, and 　　you're here... that's good. But it's so late, why don't you go home with Sister Nan to take a shower and get some rest 　　? You can cover for me tomorrow morning, then I'll go to class, okay?" 　　Her last two words sounded so pitiful that Zhao Tao felt a pang of sympathy and quickly interjected 　　, "Okay, Xiao Bei needs to rest anyway, it's not a good place to sleep. Xiao Nan, you two rest for a bit, then go 　　back home together to shower, get ready, and go to bed." 　　Yu Bei didn't insist, picked up her bowl, nodded, and asked, "Where's the washroom?" 　　"I'll go," Zhang Xingyu immediately grabbed it, deftly pulling out a scouring pad and dish soap from the small cabinet. 　　“I usually do it here, I know the place well.” 　　Yu Bei stood up as well, smiling. “I’ll go with you. I’ll be here starting tomorrow, so I can 　　familiarize myself with the environment.” 　　Zhang Xingyu turned to look at her, nodded thoughtfully, and said softly, “Okay, then… let’s 　　go together.” 　　Before leaving, the nurse poked her head in and routinely called out, “How’s bed nine? Still running a fever?” 　　The three girls shook their heads in unison. 　　“No.” 　　“The fever’s gone.” 　　“That’s good.” 　　The nurse was startled, glanced at the scene in the room, frowned, and muttered, “Remember to take your medicine on time.” 　　Then she turned and left. 　　Yu Bei followed Zhang Xingyu to the washroom, and Yang Nan naturally sauntered over and sat down on the bedside, playfully touching 　　his face and asking, “Do you really feel much better?” 　　Zhao Tao was a little annoyed, grabbed her hand, and said in a deep voice, “Why did you call Xiao Bei here in such a hurry 　　? This will affect her studies, what if she doesn’t do well on the exam?”

Yang Nan crossed her legs and said with a hint of sarcasm, "If you really can't pass the exam, you'll be happy. No one will be able to control
you, and you'll have a whole harem."
"Xiao Nan, I already have enough of a headache..." he said with a bitter face, "Please don't make things worse ,
okay?"
"You're so sick, if you don't say anything, I won't say anything either. When she comes on May Day, she won't blame you,
and then she'll only blame me!" Yang Nan snorted, her tone softening a bit, "Besides, if Xiao Bei doesn't
come, do you have a way to get that Zhang guy to attend class? If she really goes all out against the teacher and gets expelled, will you be happy?"
Speechless after being rebuked by her, Zhao Tao blinked, increasingly feeling that he had
underestimated these girls before. Judging from Yu Bei's behavior this time, he probably didn't even really understand Yu Bei
...
"So... you're doing this for Xingyu's sake after all."
"For her sake? Not at all." Yang Nan took the banana, peeled it, and shoved a bite into his mouth, sneering,
"We'll be roommates from now on, seeing each other all the time. I don't want her to be too comfortable, but I can't just watch
her go crazy like an idiot, can I?"
She smiled slightly, her voice lowering, "Besides, I can't let her completely ignore everything and just
stick to you, can I? You've already taken everything, and I haven't even gotten a taste."
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In any case, Yang Nan's invitation to Yu Bei did, to some extent, resolve Zhang Xingyu's
predicament of being single-mindedly opposed to the school.
At least after returning from the water room, Zhang Xingyu promised to stay with him tonight and then go to class first thing tomorrow morning.
The two of them didn't chat for long at the water room, returning to the ward in just a few minutes. But during this brief
exchange, they seemed to have reached some kind of consensus. Yu Bei didn't seem as cold and aloof as before, and Zhang Xingyu's
beaming smile seemed to show more sincerity.
“Then, Xingyu, I'll stay with you for another night. Xiaonan and I will go home to tidy up and rest. I'll come back
to relieve you tomorrow morning, okay?”
Zhao Tao nodded. “Rest well, I'm fine, don't worry.”
Zhang Xingyu immediately added, “Don't worry, I'll take good care of him here,
even more comfortably than at home.”
Yang Nan, leaning on the doorframe, laughed, “Yeah, I'll even feed him, it's almost like I'm breastfeeding him, isn't it?”
Zhang Xingyu raised an eyebrow and smiled, “If Zhao Tao wants to eat, I'll give him food, he can eat as long as he wants.”
“Alright, alright, you're amazing, we're leaving. Luckily, the other bed in this ward is empty, otherwise… hehe.”
Yang Nan curled her lip, helped Yu Bei pick up her suitcase, turned and left, leaving behind a mocking chuckle.
Yu Bei nodded slightly and said softly, “Then I'll leave it to you.” She also turned and left.
Zhang Xingyu escorted them to the corridor, then closed the door and came in. She snorted, leaned back against the bed, and kissed Zhao Tao
, saying, "So what if there are other people? We can just cover ourselves with the blanket. I'm happy, and I want my boyfriend to be happy.
Who cares what others think?"
Zhao Tao hugged her from behind, stroking her back a few times, and said softly, "Yes, nobody cares. When you're in love, who cares
what others think?"
"Exactly," she said sweetly, nestling her face against his neck, "If only I had
realized this sooner. At least… we could have been together openly at the end of last semester."
"It's not too late now." Zhao Tao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly comforted her softly, "After this, we can't be
any more open."
"Zhao Tao, you… you have three girlfriends already." She raised her small hand, holding up three fingers,
staring intently at him. "That's quite a lot, isn't it?"
Zhao Tao swallowed hard and said cautiously, "Quite a lot, really quite a lot."
“I don’t know about the other two,” her breathing quickened slightly, her body
pressing closer to him as she leaned against the bed. “At least I’ve given you everything. Whatever you want to do, I’m willing, right
?”
“Right.” He roughly knew what she meant. In the past, he might have been disgusted, but now he realized
he wasn’t cut out to be a playboy. This love-binding spell wasn’t some lewd
curse that could make a man eat and throw away. Ultimately, he had only captured pure, extreme love, and how that love would take
was unpredictable. So he didn’t mind making any promises. 　　He was already thanking his lucky stars
that his three girlfriends could get along peacefully without causing any scandals . 　　After all, the Sword of Damocles still hadn’t fallen over his head yet. 　　"Then...can you please not find another girlfriend?" She completely lowered her stance, 　　looking at him like a puppy soaked by the rain. "Your beloved Yu Bei is coming to school next semester, and I've already promised her I won't do 　　anything to hinder you two, but...I really don't want to share you with a fourth person. I only 　　have less than a third of you now, but what I've given you is my everything." 　　"I promise you," he said solemnly. "I won't have a fourth girlfriend. It's just... 　　" 　　He frowned, momentarily unsure how to deal with Yu Tianqiu, with whom he had already had a physical relationship. 　　Directly stating that he would never contact her again felt like planting another landmine. 　　Fortunately, Zhang Xingyu cleverly continued, "That's enough. Zhao Tao, I only care about 　　people who can openly occupy your time. What you... what were you doing secretly? I don't know, so it didn't happen. I just hope I 　　'm your last girlfriend, nothing else... I don't care. Is that okay?" 　　He breathed a sigh of relief. Given his recent guilt towards Zhang Xingyu, if he were really pushed, he might 　　have made a further promise. 　　But he also knew that once things calmed down, he would most likely regret it. 　　And that regret would turn into anger, which would definitely fall on Zhang Xingyu, the one who made the suggestion. Even if 　　he didn't dare to really argue, he would definitely feel dissatisfied with her. 　　And her crucial step of backing down at the last minute was equivalent to an explicit "indication" that he was allowed to have affairs with other suitors in private 　　. This truly tickled Zhao Tao's heartstrings, and he was immediately filled with a desire to appease her.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Zhang Xingyu tightened her grip on his arm. "Okay, I promise."
Perhaps because of Yu Bei's presence, Zhang Xingyu still seemed a little uneasy. She hesitated for
a while, then refrained from continuing, silently raising her head and passionately
kissing him with her small, soft lips.
This kiss lasted a long time, their two nimble tongues dancing together until the ward door was opened by the on-duty nurse,
before they reluctantly parted.
Zhang Xingyu blushed slightly, but seemed unconcerned. She got out of bed, took the thermometer, and said softly
, "I'll report it in a bit."
The nurse nodded, chuckling, "Being affectionate is one thing, but he's not better yet. Be careful not to infect him."
"I'm not afraid," she said, shaking the thermometer vigorously, her wide eyes reflecting the thin line of mercury
. "If he infects me, he'll definitely feel even more sorry for me."
The nurse was taken aback, probably not expecting such a response. She forced a smile. "Ten minutes,
go take his temperature."
Actually, the last round of the day was around this time, Zhao Tao knew, and Zhang Xingyu certainly knew too.
But just now, he wanted to continue kissing her, not wanting to let go, and she obediently let him suck and lick her,
truly not caring at all. When the nurse saw this, she even smacked her lips and sucked on the tip of his tongue as it left, making
a smacking sound.
Just like the previous night, Zhang Xingyu helped him unbutton his shirt, dried his armpits with a soft towel,
carefully placed the thermometer inside, held his arm tightly, lifted his shirt to cover him, pulled the blanket over
his chest, and then sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at his face, waiting quietly.
Already used to her focused and captivated gaze, Zhao Tao smiled and asked softly, "Xingyu,
were you about to say something? Just say it. We shouldn't have anything to hide from each other,
right?"
Zhang Xingyu pursed her lips, and only after almost half the time for taking his temperature had passed did she take a deep breath and
whisper, "Zhao Tao, Yang Nan said… you were actually very happy that I slept with her. Is that… true?"
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"Under what circumstances did she think of telling you this?" Zhao Tao's eyebrows almost knotted in the middle as he immediately
asked in confusion.
“It was when I seduced her,” Zhang Xingyu said frankly, without hiding anything. “I felt that
since she liked girls, and most likely had feelings for me, then… I couldn’t just make a sacrifice and ask her for something in return
.”
“Uh… what in return?” He hesitated for a moment, but still chose to press on.
“In exchange for her concessions,” Zhang Xingyu said rather unwillingly. “She was with you so much longer than me, and she’s been with you
for so long. I think it’s barely acceptable for me to pay a small price and ask her to give in a little more.”
“And then she said that?”
“Yeah.” She pouted, looking quite aggrieved. “She said you actually quite enjoy seeing her
doing… doing that kind of thing with girls in front of you. She won’t give in to anything, but sooner or later she’ll make me obediently go to her
bed.”
Zhao Tao checked the time, took out the thermometer, and glanced at it. “36.7 degrees Celsius, basically fine.
Go give it to the nurse. We’ll talk when you get back.”
Zhang Xingyu studied his expression, nodded, and went out.
She returned a while later, locked the door behind her, sat down on the bed, looked at him earnestly, and said softly,
"Okay... continue."
"She and Xiao Bei often have sex," Zhao Tao bluntly stated, "I don't want to lie to you,
Xingyu, I... do quite enjoy seeing them kissing and caressing each other in front of me, doing all sorts of exciting things
. Yang Nan loves me emotionally, but physiologically, she's more engaged and enjoys sex with other women. She
's my girlfriend, and since Xiao Bei was willing to try it for me, and found it quite enjoyable, isn't this a
good outcome?"
He pulled Zhang Xingyu close, gently stroking her back, and said with a smile, "Maybe
they've already started going to bed after Xiao Bei finishes her shower. Why don't you go home and sneak a peek?"
Zhang Xingyu leaned against him quietly for a while, then slowly said, "So... you're still happy,
right?"
“Hmm.” Zhao Tao nodded, but immediately added, “But I won’t be unhappy because you don’t do it with her
. I respect your preference for not wanting to do that with girls.”
Zhang Xingyu didn’t reply this time, snuggling against him for a long time before getting up and saying, “I’ll go get some water; you should wash
yourself.”
Zhao Tao thought it was going to be another round of penetration anyway, so he said, “Don’t bother. If you ask me, just wash a towel and
wipe yourself properly down there. You’ve been busy all day, didn’t even take a nap; you must be exhausted.”
“It’s better to be clean.” She habitually tossed the back of her head, but her hair, which had become much shorter
, ended up hitting her other ear.
A little embarrassed, she lowered her head, raised her hand to brush it aside, bent down to grab the basin, and hurriedly opened the door and left.
A moment later, she returned with a basin of water, just the right temperature, closed the door, and locked it. Smiling, she said
, "Alright, come on. It feels good to be clean,
you'll sleep better tonight." "I slept quite well with you here," he said, slipping on his slippers and standing by the bed. "I can do it myself. I feel
much better today, and I don't have to be waited on like a king."
She gazed at his bare chest revealed by his unbuttoned shirt, and seemingly unable to resist gently biting her lip. She
wrung out a towel and handed it to him. "Here's another towel, let's dry off together."
"Okay," he smiled, turning around and taking off his loose pajamas, starting to dry his face.
His back was immediately covered with a warm towel. Zhang Xingyu's hands gently rubbed down his shoulder blades, then
around his waist, slowly washing the sides of his ribs.
He groaned comfortably and began rubbing his chest. Feeling the towel was a bit cold, he was about to bend down and
rinse it in the hot water basin when he suddenly felt a small, soft touch on the spot on his back that had just been wiped.
It was her lips.
She turned the towel towards his lower abdomen, then wrapped her arms around him, her small mouth pressed tightly against
the line of his slightly bulging spine. With slightly rapid, delicate breaths, she kissed his still-
reddened skin, her slippery tongue moving back and forth along his skin.
A tingling, itchy sensation ran down his spine, and Zhao Tao couldn't help but ask, "Xingyu...aren't you going to wipe me
anymore?"
"I don't want to wipe anymore..." she murmured indistinctly, "I'll wipe you later, okay?"
Saying this, she shoved the towel into his hand, then slid it down his waist, directly into his waistband
, groping and grasping his not-yet-fully-erect penis, kneading it skillfully.
"Xingyu...do you want it?" Feeling her hot breath on his back, he reached back and
grasped her rounded buttocks, slowly kneading them.
“Tomorrow… I won’t be able to stay here with you.” She whispered, her tongue quickly
moving down her squatting body. “You’ll have your loved one with you then. You definitely won’t miss me…”
“No way, guys are actually quite pathetic,” Zhao Tao
shuddered with pleasure as he felt her soft tongue slide into his buttocks, his half-joking words pausing for a few seconds. “If she’s right next to me, I won’t think about her, but if I can’t see her,
I’ll definitely start missing her. Xiao Bei is with me now, so I definitely won’t think about her anymore. I’ll only think about
you.”
Her hand tightened slightly, eagerly declaring her intentions.
He turned around following her force, and then her pants were immediately pulled down to his ankles.
She looked up at his face, her dark eyes filled with his image, and then, she stretched out her tongue with all her might
, gently cradling the swollen glans with her delicate surface, inch by inch, sending it into the center of her petal-like lips
.
"Mmm..." He hummed happily, his most sensitive spots being
caressed and rubbed by her loving tongue. Her increasingly inexperienced mouth was almost conveying
pleasure comparable to penetration.
But this time, Zhang Xingyu seemed less focused than before. Her face flushed, she swallowed and released mouthful after mouthful, diligently stimulating
every part from the ridge to the tip of her penis. One hand held his penis to stabilize the angle, while the other slowly
crawled towards her spread legs in a squatting position.
"Mmm...mmm, mmm..." Her fingers danced through the thin fabric, pressing and kneading her
mons pubis.
He looked down at her resolute yet gentle expression, understanding that if he remained silent, she would only experience this superficial stimulation, reaching a twisted 　　self-satisfaction
in a near-compulsive state as he ejaculated into her mouth . 　　There was no longer any need for that. 　　He lowered his hand, supporting her head, and pulled away from her lips, now flushed red from the friction. 　　“Xingyu, take it off.” He raised his hand, slipped it inside the neckline of her dress, pushed aside the bra that was in the way, and gently 　　played with her already erect nipples. “I want it, now.” 　　Without a second’s hesitation, she immediately lifted her skirt and tucked it under her armpits, pulling 　　down her panties that tightly covered her mons pubis. 　　The elastic band twisted into a rope-like shape, stretching and flattening the thick fabric at the bottom of the panties 　　. 　　As it slid down, a shimmering silver thread was pulled out from the area close to her secret garden. 　　Like a spider falling into an abyss, trying in vain to retain the last glimmer of hope to climb back up. But immediately, Zhao Tao’s hand touched her, his large knuckles piercing into her 　　juicy flesh 　　amidst a groan of pleasure . 　　The silver thread was severed there. 　　(289) 　　Intertwined and tightly wrapped around his fingers, the flesh seemed soaked in sticky oil. Zhao Tao, panting 　　, lowered his head, digging deeper while biting down on the neckline of Zhang Xingyu's dress. 　　Without hesitation, she raised her hand, unzipped the back of her dress, opening the bra straps along with it, letting them 　　slide down her pink shoulders. 　　The ward was actually a bit cool. 　　Her exposed, snow-white skin instantly broke out in fine goosebumps, even around her nipples, 　　a ring of tight lines appeared. 　　As if to give her some warmth, he opened his mouth wide and forcefully took her slightly trembling breast into his mouth. 　　"Mmm—" she raised her chin, squinted her eyes, and hummed softly, thrusting her chest forward. 　　Her youth was concentrated in her beautiful body, making her breasts full and elastic, her erect nipples exuding 　　an alluring freshness. 　　This was the body she had protected in the shadows of her heart for nearly ten years, and now, it was completely exposed before his 　　lips, his fingers, and his penis, completely open, leaving no room for anything else. 　　He didn't use any special techniques, nor did he use much force; he simply inserted his fingers gently, slowly 　　curling them, rubbing her moist inner walls with his rough fingertips. 　　But even this, combined with the efforts of his lips and tongue around her erect nipples, was enough to make Zhang Xingyu unable to control 　　herself. She trembled slightly as she hugged the back of his head, her breasts swelling, and the stream of moisture on her mons pubis overflowing. 　　He moved his mouth away, buried his chin in her soft cleavage, and said, "Xingyu, you... are already soaking wet 　　..." 　　"Mmm..." she bit her lower lip, answering softly with a nasal tone, letting out a melodious 　　moan as her tender honey pot gripped his fingers and sucked hard. 　　"Does it feel good?" He tightened his grip on her waist, sitting back on the edge of the bed. With a point of support, his middle 　　finger easily penetrated deeper, the tip gently rubbing the soft yet firm little nub at the very end. 　　"Mmm..." She took a half step forward, parting her legs, letting her moist vulva dangle over his knees, entering 　　the most convenient position for him to play with. 　　"Xingyu, what kind of foreplay do you like me to do the most?" He flicked her nipples a few times with the tip of his tongue, then looked up and 　　asked her softly. 　　She opened her hazy eyes slightly, looking down at him, her red lips slightly parted, her small tongue 　　sticking out, giving it an expectant lick, "I...I want you to kiss me..."

"Where?" He misunderstood her intentions and dug deeper with his finger, listening to her soft, panting breath as he asked.
"My mouth..." Her eyes were moist, as if tears were about to fall, "Just my mouth. I want you to kiss me...
kiss me forever... please..."
Although he was a little surprised by the answer, his thoughts had gradually changed over the past few days, and he was happy to grant their not-too-excessive requests. Besides, he also agreed that kissing 　　was indeed one of the most effective aphrodisiacs
for a girl full of love . 　　So he pulled out his finger, put it in his mouth and licked the love juice clean, then embraced her blushing face and 　　slowly kissed her flower-like soft lips. 　　He gently sucked on her lips, carefully tracing her soft lip line with the tip of his tongue, scratching every tiny vertical line up and down, kissing her cheeks, kissing the corners of her lips, kissing 　　the lovely tips of her lips below 　　her philtrum , kissing the incredibly smooth inside her lips when they parted. This was a kiss he hadn't experienced in a long time, 　　a kiss 　　he'd almost forgotten, one that involved something beyond mere desire . 　　He was surprised to find that, with her expectant response, his own penis was already 　　rock hard in no time. 　　That kind of yearning, even slightly aching, hardness was something he hadn't felt in a long time. 　　So… one-sided acceptance isn't as wonderful as giving in return? 　　He breathed heavily through his nose, unwilling to leave Zhang Xingyu's equally passionate lips. Their four 　　lips seemed glued together by an invisible force, only able to move, not separate. 　　He didn't know how long they kissed, but suddenly felt a warm liquid dripping down his thigh. 　　He opened his eyes, looking at her feverishly red cheeks. A hand slid down her taut waist 　　, gently digging in and touching a wet patch. 　　Even her small labia were completely soaked with overflowing love juice. 　　"Mmm...mmm..." She didn't want to pull away, so she kissed him forcefully, 　　expressing her desire and urgency with soft, nasal sounds. 　　He nodded slightly and moved forward a little, his buttocks almost dangling in the air. 　　But she tried to find the right angle for his penis, but she couldn't maintain the kissing position to insert it into her. 　　She tried anxiously several times, but no matter how she moved forward, the bed frame blocked her thighs from finding the right position 　　. 　　"Hmm! Hmm!" Zhao Tao thought of a solution first. He pulled her back and sat further inside 　　, then hugged her tightly and leaned back, patting the bed frame on either side of him. 　　"Hmm..." She nodded slightly, kicked off her shoes, pulled down one side of her panties, letting the fabric 　　hang on her other ankle, knelt on the bed, and straddled his waist. 　　Not wanting to break the sweet, intoxicating kiss for even a second, Zhang Xingyu arched her back 　　, maintaining the entanglement of their lips and tongues. She lifted her plump, white buttocks and moved back, grasping his erect penis and inserting it into his wet, tight passage. 　　Her pink, peach-like buttocks had only swayed up and down a dozen times when she sucked on Zhao Tao's tongue, maintaining 　　the adoring kiss, her whole body trembling, her flower petals quivering, reaching a blissful climax. 　　With her mouth covered, unable to make any obvious sounds, he felt much more at ease. He held her buttocks 　　, tensing his abdominal muscles as he thrust upwards. 　　In the throes of true passion, the length of time wasn't really a crucial issue. He pushed aside 　　the layers of tender flesh tightened by the climax, and after only a few dozen thrusts, the heat coursing through his body surged towards the base of his penis 　　. 　　Just then, she sucked on his tongue again, letting out a mournful moan, reaching an 　　even more intense climax than before. 　　The abundant vaginal fluids made her vaginal opening increasingly slippery, yet the tight inner walls made the passage even more constricted. The combination 　　created a greasy yet intensely stimulating, writhing trap, engulfing him until his entire body tingled and felt 　　as if even his marrow was rushing towards his engorged organs. 　　His muscles were at their peak of arousal. He let out a low groan, suddenly flipping her over and pinning her 　　beneath him. Before she could even utter a sound of disappointment, he lowered his head and kissed her again. His already throbbing 　　penis, without any support, arched against her thighs, plunging back into 　　place as if sucked back into a wet, writhing tube. 　　With another climax, he had to spread her thighs, trying to reduce 　　the exquisite pleasure from her already tight, virgin-like vaginal walls to prolong the enjoyment. 　　But he knew he couldn't hold on much longer, so he desperately increased his speed, hoping 　　to accumulate the pleasure to its peak and burn his lust to its limit in these final few minutes. 　　The steel-framed hospital bed creaked and groaned incessantly. The girl, her body flushed red, moaned and groaned incessantly. 　　Her buttocks, like a pile driver, rose and fell repeatedly. In just a few seconds, her snow-white legs, spread apart 　　, suddenly slammed against the sheets, twitching several times. Her underwear, hanging from her ankles, was rubbed off and fell to her feet. 　　He moved faster, his semen seemingly overflowing from his urethra, ready to gush out at the slightest exertion. Her dress 　　and bra, bunched up at her waist, were crumpled by his body, swaying slightly along with her breasts 　　, flattened by his chest. 　　"Ugh, ugh! Ugh! Ugh—!" 　　Finally, as the glans throbbed and released streams of semen, Zhang Xingyu seemed to sound 　　the whistle of an old-fashioned train deep in her nose. Her eyes were tightly closed, her slender fingers crawling along Zhao Tao's back, leaving several curved 　　red marks. Her long legs stretched out forcefully, her round, pert buttocks slightly raised, her wet mons pubis almost pressed against 　　his lower abdomen. In this posture, as if she were offering her lower body to him completely, she reached a sweet 　　peak of ecstasy that almost made her faint. 　　In this state, she also brought Zhao Tao, after ejaculation, 　　an intense pleasure that made his lower back ache and almost made him want to urinate. 　　More importantly, their lips, locked in a final, passionate kiss, conveyed a 　　blissful thrill that far exceeded mere physical pleasure. 　　It was as if even his soul had reached its climax.

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Several minutes after ejaculation, Zhao Tao was still reluctant to let go of her, his lips still gently sucking
on Zhang Xingyu's cool tongue. She had already gone limp, melting beneath him like a boneless limp body, her eyes
seemingly lost in a daze, staring blankly at him.
Warm bodily fluids filled the writhing cavity, soaking his not-yet-completely-softened penis.
Only when even his rapid heartbeat gradually calmed down did he release her, worried that she would catch a cold and worsen her condition. He got up, grabbed
some toilet paper from the bedside table, tore off a long strip, folded it a few times, and gently pressed it against her slightly swollen vulva.
Then he pulled the blanket over them, and they lay down sideways on the bed, half their heads hanging above them,
and most of their legs curled up below.
Since he knew she liked kissing, he certainly didn't hold back. He cupped her breasts with his hands and
brought his lips to hers again.
She turned her head, closed her eyes, and quickly became lost in the moment, as if the touch of their lips had turned on a switch,
unleashing a vibrant, colorful dream in her mind.
She wished she never to wake up.
Her breasts swelled, her nipples hardened, and her delicate breaths became short and sharp.
But she shook her head, hugged him, turned her head away to end the long kiss, and softly said, "Okay, Zhao Tao,
I'm perfectly fine now. Don't tire yourself out; if you get sick again, I'll regret it terribly."
"I'm almost fully recovered. This little bit of exertion is nothing." He smiled and moved his arm, lovingly
kneading her firm, lifted buttocks.
And he was telling the truth. Of all the girls he'd been with, only Zhang Xingyu, as long as he
ejaculated at a normal pace, regardless of the duration, the speed, or even any technique, could always
reach orgasm with him and achieve sexual satisfaction.
For a man who values his partner's feedback, a girl like this is absolutely a stunner. The exquisite sensation of her anus
is enough to earn her the title of "masterpiece."
Just thinking about that wonderfully textured, oily, tight anus made his thighs itch.
However, although his lust was directed towards that area, his mind didn't actually go there.
Because Zhang Xingyu preferred the front.
Therefore, he was willing to only enter her vagina for now. After all, the feeling of this union tonight was fantastic, even
giving him the long-lost feeling of truly making love rather than just mating.
Adding a touch of emotion to the abundant testosterone... So this is how everything can change.
"Zhao Tao, you... do you want the back?" He was distracted, rubbing her buttocks,
and Zhang Xingyu seemed to misunderstand, whispering, "Then... then I need to go wash up first."
"No, no." He quickly put his hands back on her soft, curved backside, saying solemnly,
"I was thinking about whether you felt comfortable just now. I was distracted."
"It feels so good." She whispered in his ear, her breath sweet and cloying. "It
feels so good, I don't even know how to describe it. When you kiss me, it feels so good. When you touch me, it feels so good. Your... your thing inside me
, every time it moves around, it feels so good. And... and you're different today than before, it makes me feel
so good too. I really... I really feel so good about falling in love with you. I should have started pursuing you right at the beginning of last semester
... You are my soulmate. How come I didn't realize it sooner..."
Her soft lips rubbed against his neck as she murmured: "Before... when I secretly studied physiology
, I looked at my genitals in the mirror, and they were ugly, so repulsive. I...
when I had nightmares, I would often dream about my cousin's genitals. Although they looked similar to yours, I still found them
incredibly disgusting. So, I've never understood why... how could such a disgusting thing be put into
the ugliest part of my body, and ejaculate a snot-like liquid? How
could such a reproductive act be called sex? The word 'love,' such a beautiful word, being used here is just too ridiculous!"
“I didn’t understand the answer until you made me a real woman.” She kissed his chest, her eyelids
lowered, her tone carrying the air of a devout believer. “This is indeed lovemaking. Your kisses, your caresses,
your possession of me, all make me love you even more, Zhao Tao… Just now, when you kissed my tongue and ejaculated inside me
, I truly… truly loved you so much I wanted to… wanted to…”
She took a few breaths here, her expression complex, and abruptly paused, not continuing. Instead,
she smiled slightly, leaned on his arm, and softly said, “I really made the right choice.”
Unable to resist being infected by her intense love, Zhao Tao turned and embraced her, gazing into her two pools of spring
water. A sentence almost reached his lips, wanting to grant her complete satisfaction.
“I…”
But the moment the first word left his lips, a chill, as if from the depths of a nightmare, suddenly rose from his tailbone
, climbed rapidly up his spine, and in the blink of an eye, reached his ears, blossoming into that sentence like a muffled thunderclap.
"You remember this, it's all your fault!"
Zhang Xingyu hugged him tightly, a little worried, and asked nervously, "Zhao Tao, what's wrong? Your complexion suddenly
looks so bad, are you feeling unwell? Then...then hurry up and get dressed, I'll go call the doctor."
"No, no need." He shook his head, slightly more sober.
A feeling of punishment enveloped his heart. He forced a smile, kissed her, and said softly,
"I just find myself liking you more and more, maybe, I'll fall in love with you soon."
"Really?"
For a moment, Zhao Tao even thought he saw fireworks blooming in the deep night sky in Zhang Xingyu's eyes.
The overflowing emotions instantly condensed into a string of crystal tears.
Tears of joy.
"I'll work hard... Zhao Tao, I'll love you even more, no one will ever love you more than me
... I'll definitely be the one who loves you the most... definitely..."
Seeing him nod, her words became somewhat incoherent, alternating between crying and laughing, finally
burying her face in his chest and leaving a deep kiss near his heart.
As she looked up, a tear fell precisely into the center of the fresh kiss.
Through a thin layer of skin, blood gushed from broken veins below, tears welled up in his eyes above.
It seemed to form the perfect expression of his love for her, lingering in his chest.
He looked down, feeling a subtle, stinging pain, as if it were slowly flowing beneath.
He felt that his illness was about to be cured.

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