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This article was first published on Dong Sheng Zhou related enterprises, Tian Xiang Chinese Literature, and Forbidden Bookstore. 　　Please 　　retain 　　this paragraph
when reprinting. Thank you. ********** ... 　　He rode his bike downstairs to the courtyard, parked it, and stood there calculating. He thought going up there like that might 　　not be enough to make up for the beating he'd received. 　　He decided to sweeten things up a bit more. He wasn't worried about what methods he used now, so he immediately squatted down, 　　rubbed some dirt on his elbows, chest, and knees, patted it off, 　　then rubbed his palms together on the ground, getting his gloves dirty. He picked up a stone and rubbed it against his cheek, the hot stone breaking through a layer of oily skin. 　　Hmm… that should be enough. 　　He smiled contentedly, picked up the lotus leaf fried rice, and ran upstairs. 　　He took out his key and deliberately dangled it behind the door a few times, pretending to look for it, hoping the noise would alert those 　　inside that he was back. He then opened the door and went inside, calling out as he changed into his slippers, "Okay, let's eat! I'm back 　　." 　　Zhang Xingyu greeted him with a strange expression, seemingly absent-minded. She took the plastic bag and went inside, 　　completely unaware of Zhao Tao's deliberately disheveled state. 　　"Heh… what a carefree girl." He chuckled, strode forward, picked up his 　　clothes, and turned to walk into the next room. 　　After they reached the other side, Zhang Xingyu finally noticed the red marks on Zhao Tao's face and the dirt on his clothes. 　　She exclaimed in surprise, "You…you fell?" 　　"I ran into some clueless couple holding hands, didn't think properly, slipped on the floor, but I'm fine. There are 　　bowls in the kitchen, go get them, eat while they're hot. It's cold anyway." 　　He deliberately acted nonchalant, quickly walking into the next bedroom. Zhang Xingyu had already caught up, but 　　seeing him about to change clothes, she blushed and closed the door again, saying rather sullenly from outside, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't 　　have made you run so far." 　　"It's okay. Lots of people are bringing food back from there; the line was only ten minutes long. I saw 　　most of them were guys around my age." 　　"That's not the same," she whispered outside the door. "They're doing it to curry favor with girls they like, or 　　maybe they're just buying it for their girlfriends." 　　"Pretty much. Didn't I say I like you a lot? Buying this is more than enough. Okay, hurry 　　up and eat, it'll get cold and you won't be able to finish it. Do you want me to eat the leftovers for you?" 　　She took a breath, said "Oh," and hurried to the kitchen to get a bowl. 　　He couldn't help but laugh inside. His tongue was practically eaten dry; he didn't care about someone eating his leftovers. This 　　girl's thoughts were truly inexplicable. 　　The lotus leaf fried rice at this place was really delicious. Zhao Tao sat down and tried it, his appetite whetted, and he buried his head in his food. 　　Zhang Xingyu, however, seemed distracted. She ate a couple of bites, then stared at his face for a while. In the end, 　　she left a small portion of her food uneaten, saying with a pained expression, "I can't eat anymore, let's throw it away." 　　"Hey, I'm not full yet. What a waste." He reached out and placed the bowl in front of him, then 　　forcefully scooped out a mouthful with his spoon. 　　It felt like he'd dug into her butt crack, making her jump up. Her face flushed, she raised her hand to block him, 　　"No...no, this...this is so inappropriate!" 　　"Zhang Xingyu, I've already tasted your tongue, and I don't know how much of your fragrant saliva I've drunk. 　　Why are you disgusted with me now?" He took a spoonful into his mouth, slowly licking the rice clean with his lips, 　　chewing it leisurely in a flirtatious manner, then swallowing. "How could I bear to throw away such good fried rice?" 　　Zhang Xingyu lowered her head, suddenly speechless, too embarrassed to look at him again, and just sat there silently. 　　After finishing their meal and cleaning up, Zhao Tao returned to find Zhang Xingyu still sitting there, motionless. He couldn't help but laugh, 　　"What's wrong? Falling asleep? Pack your things and go home, or it'll be too late. I don't have an exam tomorrow, so if you're coming to 　　practice, call me beforehand to wake me up, so I don't get stuck in bed with you while I'm still sleeping." 　　Zhang Xingyu tilted her head slightly, looked up at him, and bit her lip as if she had made a decision, saying, "Or 　　... you can sleep next door, give me the key, and I'll come directly to practice tomorrow morning. I won't disturb your sleep." 　　Seeing that she seemed to be testing something, Zhao Tao casually opened a drawer, took out a spare key, and tossed it to her. 　　"That's fine too, but I won't sleep next door. That used to be Fu Xiaoyu and his wife's bed, and I'm not used to it. 　　We'll talk about it when they move out completely next semester. Don't worry, I'm a heavy sleeper, no noise will wake me up." 　　"Well...see you tomorrow." Her face flushed, she grabbed her keys, tried to stuff them into her bag but they fell to the ground. 　　She quickly squatted down to pick them up, nervously saying, "I'll head back now, thank you for your help." 　　"I didn't help for nothing." He reached out and touched her lips. "It was well worth it." 　　She took a half-step back, turned, and walked towards the door. "I'm leaving." 　　"Really, you don't need me to see you off? It's getting cold, and there are more students going home; there aren't many people on the road." 　　She grabbed her mask and hat, covering her face completely. "No need, I'll be careful. You... 　　get some rest." 　　"Okay, see you later." 　　After seeing Zhang Xingyu off, Zhao Tao's day of entertainment ended. He lay in bed and texted Yang Nan for a while . 　　This girl was getting bolder and bolder, acting like she wanted to have sex with him in text messages, not afraid of 　　being beaten up by her parents if they saw her phone. 　　He cooperated by texting her, and finally reminded her to delete the text message history. 　　After finishing his conversation, he got up, washed his face, and soaked his feet. Feeling completely refreshed, he then noticed the things he had deliberately kept earlier.

The little yellow book was still in its original place, untouched.
Zhang Xingyu had managed to resist looking at it? He was a little puzzled; this didn't seem like something that introverted girl would miss. He
thought for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He went over and opened the computer's video player, finding
a playback history that Zhang Xingyu definitely didn't know about.
He remembered clearly which movie he had last watched.
And now, the entire history had been refreshed with the pornographic films he had prepared for Yang Nan.
If he wasn't mistaken, Zhang Xingyu had probably been curious about what was in this folder specifically created for Yang Nan
, and this time she took the opportunity to open it, only to find herself watching a string of lesbian adult films.
Tsk… He shook his head, thinking that starting to prepare her mentally for the worst seemed a bit premature.
He hadn't even started enjoying it yet.
After considering it for a moment, he set the folder with Yang Nan's name to hidden.
Then, smiling, he lay back down on the bed. Tomorrow, when Zhang Xingyu came over and found the folder gone, would she realize that
he had been caught peeking?
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Knowing full well that a beautiful woman would be visiting the next morning, Zhao Tao naturally had to prepare to welcome her.
However, he didn't plan to get up early and chose to sleep naked by the heater. Anyway, he never intended to hide
any of his wickedness from the beginning, so it would be more interesting to peel away Zhang Xingyu's defenses little by little.
According to Yang Nan's feedback, his sleeping posture was always terrible, especially when he was by the heater. Often, by morning, only
the corner of the blanket was covering his stomach, and the rest of his body, including his "bird's nest," was completely exposed. If he had morning erections, he could even have
a flagpole standing in front of her.
He was very curious about Zhang Xingyu's reaction when she saw him like this. Would she climb on top
of him and suck on him? Or would she scream and throw what she was holding on the ground? Or would she be aroused and masturbate on the chair next to him?
Hmm... it all seemed like the tropes of adult cartoons.
With such anticipation, he slept very soundly and even had a beautiful dream. He forgot how beautiful it was
, but when he woke up, he felt his penis was hard and erect, but... it seemed to be pressing against something.
He suppressed his usual groaning upon waking, quickly reminding himself that Zhang Xingyu had probably already arrived. He then tried
to rub his eyes quietly, trying to wake himself up as soon as possible.
Opening his eyes, he saw that it was already light, and he could see the room through the curtains.
Zhang Xingyu was sitting in front of the computer, having probably been there for a while, engrossed in doing exercises, looking
quite focused.
He touched himself and realized that although only a corner of the blanket was still covering his stomach, Zhang Xingyu
had pulled a towel blanket from the closet and covered him.
His morning erection was now a firm tent.
Looking at him, Zhang Xingyu seemed more vibrant than usual today. Surprisingly, she wasn't dressed in a somber, gloomy style,
but rather in a pale yellow cashmere sweater, paired with a plaid skirt and thick leggings. Her trench coat was her usual
style, but underneath she was dressed more like an ordinary female college student.
Thinking about it, this outfit under the trench coat was clearly something only Zhao Tao could see.
In his daze, too lazy to get up, he casually considered
what stage he should aim for today, having already secured a French kiss yesterday. If given the chance, what should he do next?
Touch her breasts? Feel her butt? Go straight inside her clothes? If he wasn't rejected at that point, he
could just go for it.
Lost in thought, staring at the ceiling, Zhang Xingyu turned her head and saw his wide, bulging eyes. "Awake?
Did I wake you?" she asked.
"No, I went to bed early last night," he chuckled, casually tossing her a sweet nothing. "Knowing you
were coming, I was worried, and I woke up without thinking."
She turned back to the computer problems, whispering, "I bought some steamed buns, some with meat, some with vegetables. I've already eaten
. You should get up and eat too."
"Okay, sure," he said, reaching for his underwear. "Oh dear, I have a habit of sleeping naked.
I'd be so embarrassed if you saw anything."
"No, it's okay. I covered you up because I was worried you'd get cold. I didn't see anything..." she said guiltily,
having already missed two questions on the computer.
"Why are you practicing from the book? Aren't you going to continue our bet?"
"You're still asleep, aren't you? I was afraid you'd accuse me of cheating. I can start once you're up." She gritted her teeth,
closed the book, and stuffed it into her bag. "Okay, I'll do it then. Sixty points, no cheating allowed."
"Alright, let's begin." He smiled, put on his vest, and sat down at the table in just his underwear, starting to eat
.
The buns were long gone; he didn't know how long Zhang Xingyu had been there. But it didn't matter; his
real intention wasn't the food. He was just filling his stomach to replenish his energy.
"Aren't you...aren't you cold?" Seeing him only in his underwear and vest, Zhang Xingyu asked somewhat uncomfortably.
"I felt hot when I first woke up. I'll put on some clothes after I finish eating," he replied casually, chewing on a meat bun.
"Did you fall badly yesterday? I bought some safflower oil and brought it over. Apply it wherever it hurts."
"It's nothing, just a little sore. I'll forget about it after washing my feet," he said with a smile. "Focus on your studies,
don't fail and then blame me for distracting you."
"You...you're already distracting me dressed like that. You're being a jerk."
"Okay, okay, I'll go put on some long johns. I give up."
After eating and washing up, Zhao Tao took out his last exam for tomorrow and leaned against the bed to study.
Zhang Xingyu was still somewhat distracted and asked softly, "You don't usually make your bed at home?"
"I just leave it like this because I need to sleep at night."
"Then...then Yang Nan doesn't make it for you?"
"She did, but after she made it, I wanted it to be a mess again, so she just gave up. It's fine this way,
I can lie down whenever I want."
"She's really good at handling things," Zhang Xingyu muttered, seemingly
disdainful of Yang Nan's careless and sloppy attitude.
"With a boyfriend like me who wants to sleep with you all the time, she has no choice but to accept it.
It's not entirely her fault that her legs are too weak to get up and make the bed."
Realizing the conversation was getting increasingly explicit, Zhang Xingyu shut her mouth and tried to focus her attention back on the practice questions.
However, this had little effect; in the end, despite achieving her best score since the closed-book exam began, she still hadn't finished
and only scored fifty-one points.
Dejected, she turned her chair around and said, "Okay, what do you want me to do?"
Zhao Tao considered that they could probably do another round of questions before lunch and decided to proceed gradually, saying, "Let's
finish that one you didn't finish yesterday. Remember, you're not allowed to look at it, or you'll get a spanking."
She hummed in agreement, tilted her head slightly, opened her mouth, and stuck out her soft, red tongue.
He did the same, his fingers slowly crawling up her tongue, sliding along the soft, slightly rough taste buds, rubbing
, and gradually moving into her mouth.
Then, his middle finger slid over her tongue, the two fingers filling most of the space between her lips. Straight and
close, they explored in and out, left and right, up and down, before he whispered, "Suck it in, lick it with your tongue."
This was undoubtedly an instruction that crossed the line of intimacy. Even the most clueless girl
should know how lewd it is to suck on a man's fingers.
But Zhang Xingyu only hesitated for a moment before slightly furrowing her brow and obediently moving her long neck forward,
completely swallowing his two fingers.
Her smooth tongue instantly sent a wonderful tingling sensation around his knuckles.
He opened his fingers, playing with her tongue in his mouth, teasing and kneading it. As the movements intensified,
soft, lewd sounds of saliva escaped.
He couldn't help but pant heavily, his groin hard as iron.
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After stirring for four or five minutes, Zhao Tao reluctantly withdrew his fingers, brought them to his lips, and waited
for Zhang Xingyu to slowly open her eyes before sticking out his tongue and licking away the saliva on them, under her gaze.
As if it were her own body being licked, a blush quickly rose to Zhang Xingyu's cheeks,
and her fair neck twitched slightly.
Neither of them spoke, just gazing at each other.
It was like an invisible war, except Zhao Tao already knew he had the victory.
Sure enough, the mist that had gathered in her bright eyes quickly condensed into teardrops, ready to fall.
Clearly, this spirited girl was experiencing a devastating internal struggle.
Not wanting to push her too hard, Zhao Tao slowly sucked his fingers clean, smiled, and sat down, saying, "Alright,
stop daydreaming. Hurry up, we can do it again before lunch. Good luck, if you do well, I'll treat you to lotus leaf fried
rice."
She glanced at the scratches on his face and shook her head, "No need, the vegetable rolls from the shop near the door are fine."
"Keep going, sixty points isn't far off," he said softly, resetting the mock exam question bank.
It must be said, Zhang Xingyu's willpower was quite good; despite being completely swayed by him, her grades were still
steadily improving.
This time, she finally finished all the questions on the closed-book exam for the first time, and even got fifty-eight
points. She only needed one or two more questions to win.
Of course, one point is still one point, and a loss is a loss. She slammed her fist on the table in annoyance, turned her head away with a pout,
and said, "I lost again. You... tell me, how are you going to punish me?"
"That's nothing. I'll go buy some food first. We can think about it later. After all, all these methods are to help
you practice well and pass the test smoothly." Zhao Tao had already put on his clothes, picked up his coat, and said, "You really don't want to eat
lotus leaf fried rice?"
Her eyes flickered, full of sweetness, and she shook her head slightly, saying softly, "I really don't want to eat it. Bring me...
a bowl of porridge."
"Okay, then I'll go on my way. Wait for me a little while, I'll be back in about twenty minutes."
Zhang Xingyu glanced at the computer unconsciously and said softly, "No rush, I'm not hungry yet. Take your time buying.
I'll wait."
Knowing that this girl might secretly look at something when she's home alone, Zhao Tao strolled down slowly,
swaying as he went, and ordered a freshly made stir-fried vegetable dish before returning as if admiring the scenery.
Before opening the door this time, he deliberately turned the lock quietly and gently. He had even secretly oiled the lock cylinder last night to test it
. If Zhang Xingyu was wearing only one earphone and was only listening to the outside sounds with her other ear, she probably wouldn't notice.
He went in and gently closed the door. Sure enough, there was no response from inside. Zhang Xingyu probably didn't know he was back yet.
He tiptoed into the bedroom and peeked inside, and was overjoyed. Zhang Xingyu was sitting hunched over in a chair,
her hands tightly gripping the top of her skirt at the thighs, as if trying to press it down but not daring to exert any force. She was wearing only one earphone, her hair
was swept to the other side, and the half of her face that was exposed was flushed. Judging from the slight trembling of her cheeks, she was clearly clenching
her teeth tightly.
On the screen, the woman's hands were tied to the headboard, her feet were fixed, and several feathers were constantly
teasing her swollen nipples. A vibrator similar to the one Zhao Tao had at home was rotating incessantly against her mons pubis. Her snow-white
body was spasming and convulsing from the vibrations of the machine. The intensely pleasurable sensations repeatedly assaulted
the woman's mind, causing her to furrow her brows, close her eyes tightly, and open her red lips, moaning incessantly.
Zhao Tao had seen this countless times before and knew that the actress's moans were extremely seductive, rising and falling in three cadences, soft and penetrating to the
bone, with a strong arousing effect on lust. It seemed that Zhang Xingyu had probably fast-forwarded to this point, first
attracted by the similar-looking vibrator, then captivated by the lewd moans, watching too intently, completely lost in the moment.
He smiled, gently set down the food and porridge, and silently moved behind Zhang Xingyu with the ball of his foot. Suddenly,
he bent down, breathed into her ear, and said, "So engrossed in watching?"
"Ah!" Zhang Xingyu exclaimed in surprise. The mouse, which had been hovering over the close button, immediately clicked, and then frantically
tried to close the folder window while pulling off her headphones.
Haste makes waste; in her haste, she couldn't quite click the close button, blushing with embarrassment. She
stood up, tripped, and fell limply beside her chair. Whether by accident or not, her hand accidentally pressed the Enter key or the left mouse button, and another adult film started playing. Her headphones were already ripped off, 　　and the familiar theme music
from the opening sequence of that series of movies immediately filled the speakers .

Zhao Tao suppressed a laugh, glanced at Zhang Xingyu's expression—as if she wanted to tear the floor tiles off and crawl downstairs—and turned off all
the lights. He then picked up a chair, squatted down, and took her arm, gently helping her up while saying softly, "Look at
your big reaction, is it really necessary? Can't girls be curious and look at these things? Xiaonan and Xiaobei both like to look at them,
and I won't say
anything to you." Zhang Xingyu was too embarrassed to speak. As soon as he helped her up, she grabbed her bag and tried to leave.
Zhao Tao quickly pulled her aside and said softly, "I wasn't being sarcastic, I'm serious. Xiao Nan
watches these videos all the time. We're both adults, I wouldn't make fun of you. I downloaded these videos myself, I didn't even
feel embarrassed."
"How can that be the same..." Zhang Xingyu was so anxious that she burst into tears, tears streaming down her face.
"You two...you two are dating and living together. I...I also..."
She couldn't finish her sentence, and after a long pause, she finally mumbled, "I was really just curious, I...I didn't
mean to go through your computer."
"Okay, it's alright. I'm the one who taught you how to use the computer. I didn't want you to see them, so I
hid them all. You saw Xiaonan's favorite ones yesterday, but I thought they weren't appropriate, so I hid them for you. You
can't find them today, right?"
Zhang Xingyu blinked. "I... I thought you deleted them."
As soon as she said this, she realized that this was tantamount to admitting that she had indeed secretly looked at them yesterday, and she immediately
lowered her head in shame. "I'm sorry... I just saw Yang Nan's name on them and was curious about what they were."
"I specially selected them for her, movies she likes. If you're interested, I can unhide them." Zhao
Tao went to the kitchen to get a plate. "We're both college students now, act like adults. Do you think you'll be
like a silly girl being led by the nose when you're dating and having a relationship, knowing nothing about these things?"
Unconsciously caught up in his twisted logic, Zhang Xingyu sat down, picked up her bowl of porridge, and stirred it with a small spoon, saying softly
, "I don't even know... what it means to have a relationship."
"Huh?" Zhao Tao chuckled. "You don't even understand this?"
Zhang Xingyu stared at the porridge in her bowl, her eyes equally confused. "Zhao Tao, these past two days... we
've kissed, you've even tasted my tongue. In my previous thinking, this was something only couples could do
. But you... don't seem to consider me your boyfriend, do you?"
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Zhao Tao took a few seconds to process what she meant when he realized he'd been cleverly outmaneuvered by Zhang Xingyu.
According to her words, this level of intimacy was something only a boyfriend could do,
and her allowing him to do it was tantamount to acknowledging his status in her heart.
Besides taking advantage of the situation, Zhao Tao had also made it clear that he wouldn't break up with either of his girlfriends.
He scratched his cheek and softened his tone, saying, "Xingyu, you don't think I was joking when I said I liked you before, do you
?"
"Wasn't it?" she sipped her porridge and said softly, "What you're doing is just a guy's lustful attraction, isn't it
?"
He didn't deny it, nodding and saying, "It's normal for a guy to have desires when he likes a girl. Pursuing a
girl you like means wanting to kiss her, hug her, touch her, and do all sorts of enjoyable things with her, right?
Liking talent or personality, those are things that come after other criteria meet the baseline."
"Do I meet the baseline? From your... perspective of desire," she looked up and asked boldly.
"Your butt isn't the best, but everything else is fine." He gave a sly grin. "It'd be hard to spank you."
Realizing he was changing the subject, Zhang Xingyu lowered her head, picked up a piece of vegetable, and slowly ate it,
saying slowly, "You should understand my feelings... I'm not a shameless girl. You can't think
that just anyone can... do that to me."
Zhao Tao frowned, then leaned in, staring into her eyes, and asked, "Then I'll be blunt. Would you be
my third girlfriend? That's my requirement."
Zhang Xingyu gasped, her chopsticks trembling slightly.
He vaguely understood that Zhang Xingyu, at her core, still had a proud and arrogant side, believing that with her
charm and the small favors she offered, a guy should be sensible enough to abandon his desires and fall head over
heels for her.
Unfortunately, he wasn't a normal guy anymore; even after falling in love ten or eight times, he would never
feel his soul being touched again.
All he wants is a good dick, so what else is there to worry about? If he wants to be treated like a goddess, he's got the wrong person.
"No way." After holding it in for a while, Zhang Xingyu said with a hint of grievance, "I won't do it. If people find out, I
... I won't be
able to face anyone anymore." Knowing that what she cared about most was the fear of gossip, Zhao Tao moved closer, licked
her lips with his tongue, and, watching her shrink back, said seductively, "Then why should anyone know? We
can just keep it a secret from everyone. At school, you can still be that
fairy in white, ignoring everyone and being the center of attention for all the boys. When no one's around, here, you like me, and I like you, isn't that great?"
"Then... then what do I get out of this?" Zhang Xingyu pouted, tears welling up in her big eyes again. "I...
I'm perfectly fine, why should I be your secret lover?"
"That way I can like you to my heart's content." Zhao Tao stood up beside her, bent down, pulled away her
hands that were blocking his way, and kissed her small lips. "I'm just liking you like this now, and you're so happy,
running all the time to me. If I were to cherish you properly, you would be overjoyed."
"No...no, I...I want to be your legitimate girlfriend." Tears welled in her eyes
as she looked at him pitifully. "Am I not good enough? Am I not qualified to be your girlfriend, to marry you in the future?"
Although Yu Bei was currently the only marriage candidate in his mind, irresponsible lies were free to use
. He stroked her face, seemingly serious, and said, "Xingyu, several girls like me so much. I
can't just choose one without comparing, can I? I like you all quite a bit. So, who I end up with will
just be who I like the most in the end."
"How can you... juggle so many relationships?" Her eyes looked desperate, her
last resistance tangled with unresolved emotions, as if she were about to give up and be dragged into an abyss.
"I didn't force anything." He lowered his head, gently pressing her chin aside, and
whispered to her half-open lips, "You can disagree. You can ignore me from now on, stay far away. I won't
bother you."
As if recalling something extremely terrifying, Zhang Xingyu trembled and said, "Then... then
I'd rather die..."
"Then do what you want most. I've already stated my position. Whether you're willing or not is up to you
." After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth, sticking out a bit of his tongue, hovering it close to her lips,
neither pressing it in nor leaving.
It was like a lifelong struggle, so long that Zhao Tao's lips were starting to ache. She finally whispered
, "Until it's just me, can you really keep it a secret from everyone?"
"Of course, I have no need to show off." He rested his dry tongue. "Making you sad
doesn't make me happy either."
Zhang Xingyu was silent for a moment, then suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him forcefully, closing
her eyes tightly at the same time.
Zhao Tao was overjoyed, knowing this meant his compromise was now in effect. He had another flower in his palm;
next semester, with a little effort, Yang Nan could have a good time. He really looked forward to seeing how this girl, who seemed so easily swayed,
would react when Yang Nan violated her.
Of course, to avoid any trouble, it was best to focus all his efforts on making Zhang Xingyu completely irresistible before that
.
After playing with her shy, inexperienced tongue for a few minutes, he couldn't resist any longer and tentatively placed his hand on
her chest.
Surprisingly, there was some ample bosom beneath that sweater. Compared to her small, flat buttocks, her breasts were large enough to
be grasped in one hand, only slightly smaller than Yang Nan's, but incredibly soft to the touch, making him quite tempted to squeeze them.
"Wait..." Zhang Xingyu shrank back a little in fear, pushing his hand away and shaking her head, "Too...too fast
. Zhao Tao, this...too fast. We...we've only just started dating."
Tsk, what a troublesome person. She's willing to be his secret lover, so taking off her pants is just a matter of time,
what's with the pretense? He narrowed his eyes, almost wanting to pull her onto the bed, tie her up, and fuck her first. Anyway,
he'd bought a soft rope that wouldn't leave any marks last time to explore new ways to play.
But Zhang Xingyu's pure and pitiful face, paired with her large, sparkling eyes, truly struck a chord with men , reaching
the softest spot in their hearts. He licked his lips, forcing a tender and affectionate expression, and said, "Sorry, I wanted
you too much, and I couldn't control myself. I'll be more careful. Let's eat."
Zhang Xingyu nodded quickly, and only after seeing him return to his seat did she breathe a sigh of relief and continue eating
.
Having eaten her fill, she couldn't forget the important matter at hand. Having received a promise and believing in a bright future,
Zhang Xingyu was full of ambition. She pulled up her sleeve, revealing a slender wrist, and sat up straight, saying, "Alright, let's reset
. I'm sure I can get over sixty this time!"
"Okay, if you do, then make your request. One, two, three, start!"
This time, Zhang Xingyu truly displayed an unexpectedly strong concentration. No matter how Zhao Tao tried to provoke her
, she simply responded with a simple "hmm," focusing entirely on frantically working on the questions.
However, she was indeed terrible at computers; despite her intense focus, she still didn't finish.
But she got a passing grade of sixty-one.
She happily pumped her little fist, beaming at him, "I won! Now it's your turn to promise me something!"
Infected by her smile, Zhao Tao nodded, "Okay, go ahead. Are you going to spank me for revenge?"
Zhang Xingyu blushed slightly, shook her head, her gaze darting back and forth for a few seconds before she lowered her head and whispered, "You
...you can...carry me around the house a few times? Like...a princess carry."
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Zhao Tao didn't really understand why girls were so fond of this sideways carrying style, which was easy to bump heads and trip legs
. Yu Bei especially liked being carried like this at home. Occasionally, after being ridiculed at school
, if he carried her from the sofa to the bedroom, she would even lift her bottom to meet him with more energy than usual.
Was it just because of the name "princess carry"?
Puzzled as he was, Zhao Tao certainly wouldn't miss such a good opportunity for intimate contact. He'd already overcome the biggest hurdle
, and now it was time for his full-scale attack.
"Here I come," he said, rubbing his hands together as he walked over. Seeing Zhang Xingyu standing there motionless,
he couldn't help but laugh. "Bend over a little and wrap your arms around my neck."
"Mmm," she replied clumsily, opening her arms and encircling Zhao Tao's neck.
He bent down and scooped her up, one hand on her leg and the other behind his back, expertly pulling her into his arms. Experienced and adept , he thrust his abs forward and leaned back slightly. Her body was so light and weightless, 　　she could easily circle him ten or more times
in the room . 　　As soon as she was lifted up, Zhang Xingyu buried her face shyly in his shoulder, seemingly 　　happy that she was just lying across his chest like that. In Zhao Tao's mind, she would be much happier hanging in front of him like a newspaper vendor, 　　being fucked from below. 　　After walking around twice, Zhao Tao's hands began to wander naturally. 　　Once he got the hang of it, his hand supporting her back provided stability, while his forearm provided leverage to scoop her legs, allowing his entire palm 　　to easily traverse between her thighs and buttocks. Fortunately, Zhang Xingyu was wearing a skirt today, making 　　it incredibly convenient. 　　Her leggings were quite thick, not the kind that sacrificed warmth for style, and they perfectly accentuated 　　the curves of her slender legs. As he walked, his fingers curled and scratched the area right next to her buttocks. 　　Zhang Xingyu shuddered and let out a soft moan, but didn't speak, only tightening her grip on his arm. 　　He wasn't about to be polite; he shifted his arm, his large hand slipping under her skirt, kneading her 　　slightly less elastic but very soft buttocks.

"Zhao Tao...no...I'm scared..." Her buttocks clenched involuntarily, and her body tried to escape upwards.
But with her in his arms, where could she hide? His palm-sized buttocks were being kneaded and caressed, and soon
her breathing became rapid.
Just as Zhao Tao was about to carry her back to the bedroom and throw her on the bed, she shook her head and let go, saying, "Okay,
okay, that's enough, let's...let's start the next round."
"Alright." He was quite curious about what other requests Zhang Xingyu might make, so he strode over and reset the simulation system.
Computer operation exams are all about practice; since Zhang Xingyu had already gotten 61, getting
65 this time shouldn't be too difficult.
Knowing that he probably wouldn't have a chance to make any more requests until he came up with a new trick, Zhao Tao picked up
his textbook out of boredom and lay down on the bed to start reviewing.
Just as he expected, Zhang Xingyu scored 69 this time. He was satisfied;
she was only one point away from getting 70 next time.
"Why don't you just make three requests, and next time draw the line at 80? Otherwise, I won't have a chance to win
. A one-sided game is too boring." Zhao Tao tossed his book aside, looking at Zhang Xingyu's excited and beaming face, and
said helplessly.
Zhang Xingyu rolled her eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Okay, three it is then."
"Then tell me, what's the first one?"
Zhang Xingyu seemed to have just started thinking, resting her chin on her hand and pondering for a while before saying with a slightly flushed face:
"You close your eyes, open your mouth, and stick out your tongue. You can't stop until I say it. If it's a foul... then it doesn't count."
“Okay, no problem,” Zhao Tao teased deliberately. “But I’m not as picky as you. Anything on your body
, I can put it in my mouth, even your stinky feet.”
Zhang Xingyu’s face turned even redder. She glared at him and said, “No way, that…that would be disgusting to myself
.”
After saying that, she realized her meaning was wrong and said somewhat angrily, “Okay, okay, don’t talk, close your
eyes.”
There was nothing to be unhappy about. With Zhang Xingyu’s popularity, if she were to openly propose in college,
someone might even drink her foot bath water. Zhao Tao was already a veteran; he had licked every part of a girl’s body before. He didn’t believe Zhang Xingyu
would just sit on his face right away. He immediately sat down on the edge of the bed, put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes, and opened his mouth,
sticking out his tongue like a puppy.
After a while, slender fingers with obvious fingerprints touched him. It seemed she wanted to
imitate his previous teasing.
He suppressed a laugh, suppressing his chuckle, and began to lick
her fingers with the tip of his tongue. Soon, he had two fingers in his mouth, sucking and licking them from the base,
eliciting a soft moan from her.
After letting her fingers linger in his mouth for several minutes, Zhang Xingyu pulled her hand away, her breathing slightly rapid, and
said, "You...you still stick your tongue out."
He moistened his saliva and obediently stuck it out.
This time, her lips met his, first touching his tongue with the tip, then she couldn't resist
taking his tongue in her mouth, making muffled nasal sounds as she excitedly sucked and rubbed it.
This naturally escalated into a passionate French kiss.
Zhao Tao deliberately leaned back, and Zhang Xingyu, as expected, followed closely, and before they knew it, she was
pinning him down on the bed.
She seemed to sense something was wrong and tried to get up, pushing herself up with her hands.
Zhao Tao, of course, wouldn't let her escape. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, his lips passionately kissing her cherry lips, his
tongue relentlessly attacking her.
Only when her delicate body trembled and went limp against his chest did he release her with satisfaction,
deliberately asking, "Are you done? Do you need to continue?"
"Yes, no, no need." Zhang Xingyu forced herself to sit up, hurriedly straightening
her clothes, and said with her head down.
"Then, say the second one." Zhao Tao deliberately licked his lips, looking reluctant.
"Hmm... I... I want to hear you say you love me." She gripped her knees, head down, and whispered softly
.
“I’ve said it several times already, I really like you,” Zhao Tao said nonchalantly. “You want to
hear a formal confession? Okay, Xingyu, I like you.”
She shook her head. “Not just like, I… I want to hear three words.”
Zhao Tao frowned, a subtle sense of disgust rising in his heart, but he didn’t show it. Instead, he patiently
said, “Xingyu, I said I like you. For now, that’s all. I can’t
lie just to get your permission. This kind of hypocrisy doesn’t mean anything to you, does it?”
Of course, he knew how easy it was to give a perfunctory answer. Back when he lied to Li Jie, he said it so easily, one sentence after another
.
But now everything was over. He didn’t want to say those words again, not even once.
Zhang Xingyu, Yang Nan… even Yu Bei, none of them were worthy.
He secretly clenched his fists behind his back, suppressing the needle-like pain in his heart.
There would never be another “I love you”… never again.
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Zhang Xingyu glanced at Zhao Tao's expression, scrutinized him for a moment, and reluctantly gave in, saying,
"Then...then say it a few more times."
"Okay," Zhao Tao leaned in close, almost kissing her, gazing at her tenderly,
saying one sentence after another, "Xingyu, I like you, I like you, I like you..."
The smile on her lips deepened with each sentence, until finally her face flushed red, and she softly
leaned close to his lips, kissing him tenderly with lingering affection, turning it into a deep, silvery kiss.
Breathless, Zhao Tao held her and asked, "Then, can you say the third thing?"
She nestled in his arms, wishing she could shrink into a kitten, and whispered, "I...I want to rest for half
an hour. Can...can you hold me and lie down for a while?"
As if afraid of something, she immediately added, "Just...just lying down, but you can't...do anything else."
“Okay, we should rest properly after a meal. I was just worried you'd find my bed messy.”
“If you hold me… I won’t mind.” She smiled, then looked at her skirt, which she was still wearing.
After thinking for a moment, she unbuckled her belt and took it off, pulling her cashmere sweater over her head to reveal a beige thermal undershirt.
“Will Yang Nan be angry if I lie here like this?” She straightened the pillow, pulled the blanket over her, and asked
nervously.
“If you don’t tell and I don’t tell, how will she know?” Zhao Tao chuckled, kicking off his shoes and lying down beside her.
“Hug me.” She blushed, closed her eyes, and pulled the blanket over him as well.
He smiled and hugged her tightly, deliberately shifting his body so that his bulging crotch was almost touching her. He
also closed his eyes. “Good afternoon.”
One was preoccupied with worries, the other harbored ulterior motives; they said they were taking a nap, but they only dozed off for a while.
Before Zhao Tao's arm even went numb, Zhang Xingyu yawned, opened her eyes, and sat up. She glanced at her watch, gently
nudged him, and said, "I'm going to continue doing my practice questions. Is it 80 this time?"
Zhao Tao lazily stretched and nodded, "Yeah, 80. Actually, you've already passed without any problem
. Are you sure you want to keep gambling?"
"Yes, I don't want to just pass." She bit her lip. "I'm going to wash my face. You can reset it."
Although Zhang Xingyu had made three requests, he'd actually gotten a good deal. Zhao Tao wasn't
too concerned about winning or losing anymore. He was pretty much won over this girl; it was just a matter of timing.
He was quite curious what else Zhang Xingyu might want to do if she won again.
He had his last exam tomorrow, and another day the day after, so he only had a day and a half left. If he didn't make any real progress today , he'd have to put her virginity on hold until winter break. Even if Yang 　　Nan started pestering him again
next semester , he didn't know if he'd have such a good opportunity again. 　　Actually, it's safer to lose a girl's virginity with her; she'll definitely fall head over heels in love then. 　　Lost in thought, he couldn't concentrate on his book, just waiting for Zhang Xingyu's simulation results. 　　Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyu seemed distracted, only scoring 78 points in the end. 　　"Ah... I lost." She pushed the mouse away, pouting as she whispered, "It's your turn to make a request, come on." 　　Looking at the time, another simulation before dinner was probably too late; this was likely the last 　　chance for today. Zhao Tao considered it, thinking that Zhang Xingyu had always been very guarded about her chest and crotch, but 　　her mouth, already subjected to all sorts of playful nibbling, had long since become an unguarded area for exploration. He decided to start there. 　　"I wouldn't be too bold. So... just close your eyes, open your mouth, and stick out your tongue, but this time, I want 　　you to sit on the bed." He swallowed hard. 　　"Mmm." She nodded obediently, climbed onto the bed, sat between his kneeling heels, 　　held her thighs with both hands, looked at him with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation, closed her eyes, and let out a soft moan as she stuck out her red, tender tongue 　　. 　　Zhao Tao opened the drawer, took out the realistic-looking dildo, and quietly climbed onto the bed. He first 　　brought his tongue to hers, kissing her passionately in her favorite way, their lips and tongues entwined for a while. Then he withdrew his mouth and pressed his fingers 　　against hers, slowly inserting them along her tongue. 　　One, two... By the time his ring finger had also tentatively slipped in, her small mouth was stretched to its 　　limit. Her tongue struggled to move within the triangle of three fingers, the soft sounds of saliva making a lascivious noise, 　　slurping, slurping. 　　He slowly withdrew his fingers. This time, instead of licking away the saliva himself, he rubbed it back and forth and wiped it on 　　her face. She snorted and twisted her body in protest, but he immediately leaned in, licking 　　the wet spots with his tongue, which softened her as she breathed softly and sat obediently back down. 　　He raised the obviously rubbery dildo and slowly aimed it at her open mouth, gently rotating 　　it as he pushed it in. 　　"Ugh?" she hummed in confusion, asking with the head still in her mouth, "Zhao Tao, what is this?" 　　"Don't worry, it's not dirty or poisonous. But don't bite it." He gave a perfunctory reply, carefully moving the 　　lifelike glans, wedging it against her slightly swollen, red lips, slowly inserting and withdrawing it. 　　Her face quickly turned red to her ears, indicating she wasn't completely oblivious, but seeing her 　　close her eyes even tighter, it was clear she preferred to deceive herself and pretend not to understand what it was. 　　"Be careful, don't touch your teeth. You can use your lips to cushion it a little." He gradually increased 　　the depth of the dildo's insertion and withdrawal, the hard toy grinding against her soft tongue, pushing towards the depths of her mouth. 　　She let out a few muffled groans, but still obediently opened her jaw as wide as possible, using her tongue to support 　　the part that was a little too large for him. 　　This test was enough. 　　He pulled out the fake penis and tossed it aside, saying softly, "That one might have been too big. I'll get a slightly smaller 　　one. Okay?" 　　A glistening drop of saliva hung from the corner of her lips, and she nodded somewhat blankly. 　　He stood up quietly, spread his legs, pulled down the front of his long underwear, and took out his already fully 　　erect penis from his underwear. He pulled it up a couple of times, then pulled the foreskin back to fully expose the purplish-red glans, and then 　　leaned forward, gently placing it on her outstretched tongue. 　　"Hmm?" She must have smelled a faint fishy odor, because she hummed in confusion, her tongue curiously tracing the lower edge 　　twice. 　　Ah... it felt so good it made her numb. He straightened his back, steadied himself, and used his hand to support his penis, rubbing it 　　back and forth happily against her tongue. 　　The frenulum of the penis is one of the most sensitive spots for men, but even without penetration, the sensation 　　is still incredibly pleasurable. 　　Heh, the adored fairy, the elegant beauty in white, isn't she kneeling on the bed, stretching 　　out her tongue to lick my cock? 　　A sense of triumph filled his chest. This feeling of having successfully manipulated it was no less intense than simply penetrating 　　, and the psychological superiority was genuinely pleasurable. 　　When the glans tentatively slipped between her lips, her long eyelashes fluttered, but she still didn't dare open them.

She mumbled, "Zhao Tao, what...what did you put in again? It smells awful..."
"Lick it properly, I'll tell you in a bit," he replied cheerfully, his free hand hanging down, gently
kneading her earlobe.
Gradually, his hard penis increased the depth of its thrusts. Zhao Tao began to pant, no longer holding his already
half-taken penis, he pinched her ears with both hands, clearly telling her that he wasn't using his hands.
She understood immediately, her face flushing as if she were drunk, her breathing becoming rapid,
her tongue seeming flustered, unsure where to lick.
Seeing her increasingly furrowed brow and distressed expression, Zhao Tao's pleasure quickly reached its peak,
the pleasure of defiling her flowing down his cerebral cortex, through his taut spine, roaring towards the millions of sperm accumulating within him
.
“Xingyu, you can open your eyes now,” he said with a smile, then suddenly pulled her head close
and, amidst her startled gasps, thrust in and out rapidly a dozen times.
Then, he pressed his hand down hard, forcing her shameful eyes to see only messy pubic hair and a taut lower
abdomen.
His glans began to ejaculate, thick, fishy semen gushing against her throbbing throat.
“Swallow it, Xingyu, swallow it all,” he
said, stroking her stiff neck, bending down and burying his face deep in her mouth, breathing heavily.
Tears of grievance welled in her eyes, and Zhang Xingyu's lips, gripping his penis, twitched slightly, but then a
soft gurgling sound came from her pale neck, and she finally swallowed the large mouthful of thick semen mixed with saliva
.
He laughed.
To him, a woman's mouth was the place closest to her soul.
He slowly withdrew, squatted down, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, and brushed away the trace of white fluid that had dripped from the corner of her mouth . He
gently inserted his hand into her trembling lips, letting her suck and swallow even that tiny bit , making sure she tasted it all.
Then, he moved his hand down, tracing her slender neck and slipping it inside the neckline of her thermal underwear.
He easily pushed her bra aside, opened his palm, and gently grasped her small, round, and soft breasts
, which fell into his hand.
Her nipples were small, and her areolas were not large, but they were incredibly sensitive. He only gently rubbed the buds a few
times, and she trembled and let out a soft moan.
He caressed her breasts, which no longer offered any resistance, with satisfaction.
He knew that he had completely captured her.

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