Chapter Nine of "The Years of Delight": Love for the Teacher

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"Hey? Gu Yong, you've already showered, why aren't you in bed? You're still chatting?" Miao Wenling, wrapped in a towel, her short, wet hair naturally tousled, emerged from the bathroom, exuding a unique and dashing charm. "

Hehe, it's just getting dark, not sleepy yet." Gu Yong, wearing only his briefs, sat on the edge of the bed, his laptop on the bedside table, bending over to browse the internet.

"Not sleepy yet? Your sister Yan has been keeping you up since midnight yesterday, aren't you sleepy? Ah ha, I haven't slept a wink for a day and a night, I'm definitely sleepy." Miao Wenling yawned, snuggled into bed, and turned to ask him, "Who are you chatting with this time?"

"Nothing, just checking if any acquaintances are online." Gu Yong shrugged and answered casually.

"Liar, you're looking at your sister Yan, aren't you? Humph, you ignored her at the office during the day, but now you're thinking about her. Are you seeing things because you have three beautiful wives?" Miao Wenling mocked, seeing his feigned innocence.

"What do you know? I called it playing hard to get." Gu Yong felt a little aggrieved by her sarcasm, but then he laughed again, "Hehe, you know what, I've been watching Lu Yan for a while now, but I never realized Li Yu was so alluring.

As for Zhou Honghong, she might be able to charm sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, but she's not my type."

"Oh! You greedy cat, you're picky? You haven't even gotten Lu Yan yet, and you're already thinking about going after Li Yu too? You're just dreaming." Miao Wenling laughed and continued to mock him.

"Hehe, don't provoke me. It's not that I can't handle it, it's that I don't want to handle it so quickly. If I'm going to do it, I'll do it like I did with you, until you're completely willing and devoted." Gu Yong looked at her and retorted with a grin.

"You bastard." Seeing that he was bringing her up again, Miao Wenling laughed and scolded him.

"You'd like me if I weren't a jerk. Women love bad boys, it's an age-old truth." Gu Yong grinned mischievously at Miao Wenling. "As for taking Li Yu in too, it wouldn't be difficult at all. Didn't you notice anything unusual today?"

"Pah, get lost. What's unusual?" Miao Wenling's curiosity was piqued, and she wasn't sleepy anymore.

"Lu Yan and Li Yu, their relationship."

"Aren't they good friends? What's going on?"

"Hehe, they're incredibly close." Gu Yong chuckled at her, leaned closer, and recounted seeing the dildo at Li Yu's house last night. What he didn't mention, of course, was his ambiguous experience with Lu Yan.

"Really?" Miao Wenling's eyes widened in surprise. "Li Yu's daughter went out to a hotel, and Lu Yan's son had a teacher-student relationship, and both involve that teacher Zhou Honghong. Now, according to you, these two might even have a little something going on. Oh my, this is really messy!"

"Hehe, messy, isn't it? Damn, if you ask me, why are these two women still indulging in this kind of thing? They might as well share a husband."

"Pah, pah, pah, what a terrible idea! Who shares a husband?" Miao Wenling spat at him in embarrassment.

"Why not? Ma Jie and I share your wife too." Gu Yong couldn't help but laugh at her coquettish expression.

"You bastard!" Hearing him bring up their absurd affair again, Miao Wenling felt even more ashamed. "You big pervert, you might as well let them share you. Tell me, confess honestly, did you do something to Lu Yan last night that made her look so heartbroken today?"

Miao Wenling was quite observant when it came to matters involving Gu Yong, and she naturally noticed what happened during the day.

"Hehe." Hearing her question, Gu Yong knew he couldn't hide it anymore. Thinking he would have to confess eventually anyway, he recounted his intimate encounter with Lu Yan last night.

"You deserve to be beaten. Don't you know you can't rush things? Who told you to be so impatient?"

Hearing him say that, Miao Wenling laughed.

"Hehe, I still let her go in the end. I'll keep this woman around for myself." Gu Yong laughed, then remembered something else and asked, "Hey, by the way, did you bring the video or DVD I asked you to bring last night?" "

I went to check the hotel rooms last night, I didn't check any video stores, so I didn't have any of those things to bring you." Miao Wenling rolled her eyes at her. "However, I do have something else in my police uniform pocket, but I can't let you see it."

"Xiao'er, you're back. Ao'er insists on going back to the dormitory. Is it okay if you go with her?" Zhou Honghong, dressed in pajamas, quickly stood up from the sofa when Duan Xiao opened the door and asked with her eyebrows furrowed.

"It's fine, don't worry. I know this guy. He's very stubborn and sensible. He wouldn't do anything stupid." Duan Xiao locked the door, took off his sneakers and put on slippers, and answered confidently.

"Really? That's true, but I still can't completely relax," Zhou Honghong said softly. For so many years, she and her son had relied on each other. She knew his stubbornness and understanding, but out of a mother's instinct, she was still somewhat worried.

"Teacher Hong, it's really alright. Everyone in his dorm is here. If Zhou Zi'ao really has something on his mind, it's not convenient for him to do anything. Besides, he can't bear to part with Zhen Xiaoyou. That romantic won't abandon his delicate Xiaoyou," Duan Xiao said, sitting down beside her.

"You, you still have the mind to joke at a time like this. It's all because you kids are so immature, talking about love so early." Zhou Honghong rolled her eyes at him and sat down beside him. "You even dared to go to a hotel room, now look what's happened. If your mother hadn't been there today, knowing that Miao... what's-her-name policewoman Miao, I don't know how we would have gotten that little rascal out." "

Sister Miao Wenling. I said I'd go with her, but you wouldn't let me. Otherwise, my mother wouldn't have needed to go to meet Sister Miao, and Zhou Zi'ao would have been back much sooner." Duan Xiao smiled, reminding her of Miao Wenling's name.

"It's not as simple as you say. Even if you meet someone, you have to follow the proper procedures. Luckily, we managed to bring him back in the end. If we weren't worried about him getting into trouble, we really wanted to give him a good scolding." Zhou Honghong said, then turned the topic back to Zhou Zi'ao, her tone a little disappointed.

"No, no, my dear teacher, please don't scold him these next few days. Zhou Zi'ao, that guy, lives up to his name, he's incredibly arrogant, and he won't listen to reason. Let him calm down by himself first, and then talk to him properly in a few days."

Duan Xiao, knowing his buddy, quickly dissuaded her.

"Sigh, that's all we can do for now." Zhou Honghong looked at him, her eyes filled with relief: "Xiao'er, I'm so glad that Ao'er has such a close friend like you."

"Hehe, we're more than just friends, we're best buddies. In the future, maybe we'll even..." Duan Xiao said, a mischievous smile flashing across his face.

"Will even be what?" Zhou Honghong didn't understand for a moment and asked.

"Will even be... hehe, you know that." Duan Xiao teased a couple of times, looking at the beautiful teacher with a smile.

"You little devil, what are you thinking about? That... that... how could that be!" Seeing his sly eyes, Zhou Honghong immediately understood, her pretty face turning bright red with embarrassment, and she scolded him.

"Why not? Once I've decided on something, I'll definitely do it." Duan Xiao became serious.

"You... Sigh, let's not talk about this. Xiao'er, you lied to Teacher Lu today. That's wrong." Zhou Honghong knew she couldn't argue with him on this issue, so she changed the subject.

"Hehe." Duan Xiao laughed again upon hearing this. "What's wrong with that? When we were kids, not lying was considered obedient; but now, if we don't lie, we're considered childish. Lying just proves I'm mature."

"You little rascal, what childishness or maturity? Where did you learn so many twisted ideas? Lying is wrong no matter what." Zhou Honghong's face darkened as she pretended to be annoyed at his attempt to argue.

"Okay, okay, my good teacher, if it's wrong, it's wrong. I won't lie anymore, okay?" Duan Xiao quickly backed down; he didn't want to upset this beautiful teacher.

"That's more like it. A little kid like you, always acting all mature in front of me." Zhou Honghong, who had been looking worried just moments before, had now mostly recovered. For some reason, she had a fondness for this handsome student from the first moment she saw him in class, and now, that fondness had long since blossomed into deep affection.

"I'm not pretending to be mature, I am mature. Look at my height and muscles, I don't look like a child at all." Duan Xiao quickly stood up, straightened his back, and patted his chest, trying to prove his maturity.

Looking at his pretentious act, Zhou Honghong secretly chuckled: Indeed, living conditions are better now, and children develop very early. He and his son are only sixteen, but they are already little men.

"Alright, alright, stop joking. Sigh, lie down and rest for a while." Zhou Honghong rolled her eyes at him again, stretched, and lay down on the sofa. After being tossed around in the police station for most of the day, she was already exhausted.

"My good teacher, you must be tired. Shall I get you some water?" Duan Xiao was good at reading people's expressions. He reached for two teacups on the coffee table and went to the water dispenser to get water.

"Little rascal, all he knows is how to fawn over you." Zhou Honghong looked at his slender yet tall back, a warmth spreading through her heart, like a long-lost orphan finding a reliable support.

Zhou Honghong herself didn't know why she felt this way about Duan Xiao, who was still just a child. If it were merely liking, it could be understood as a woman's instinctive reaction to a handsome man, but this sense of reliance, which went far beyond liking, was truly strange.

Zhou Honghong only knew that whenever she saw Duan Xiao's figure, she couldn't help but think of her childhood. Back then, whenever she was bullied by other children, there would always be a similarly tall figure running to protect her. And that figure had left her when Zhou Zi'ao was in the second grade of elementary school.

Soon, the water dispenser was ready. Duan Xiao took two cups and brought them over, handing one to her with deep affection, saying, "My dear teacher, drink up. It's not too hot, not too cold, just right."

The moment their eyes met, Zhou Honghong's heart fluttered. She sat up straight on the sofa and whispered, "Really? Let me try."

She took a sip; the water temperature was indeed perfect. She tilted her head back and gulped down several mouthfuls. She felt a strange warmth welling up deep within her, making her throat dry and astringent, quite uncomfortable. She needed water to soothe her parched throat.

"Cough cough..." Accidentally, a few drops of water went into her trachea, and Zhou Honghong coughed violently.

"Oh dear, look at you, so capable! Like a child, you even choke on water." Seeing this, Duan Xiao quickly put down his teacup, sat down beside her, and massaged her back, his tone slightly reproachful.

"Mind your own business! You're the one who's a child... cough... cough cough..." Hearing him scold her, Zhou Honghong immediately retorted, but after saying just one sentence, she coughed loudly again, her pretty face flushed red, whether from choking or embarrassment, it

was hard to tell. "Keep talking, or you'll cough even more." Duan Xiao reached out and snatched the teacup from her hand, bent down and placed it on the coffee table beside her, then massaged and lightly pounded her back. After a while, Zhou Honghong stopped coughing.

"Hmph, it's all your fault, and you're still pretending to be sympathetic." Having recovered, Zhou Honghong was a little embarrassed, and continued to complain to Duan Xiao with a red face.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault, how about I give you a massage to apologize?" Duan Yi knew that his beautiful teacher cared about her image, so he took the opportunity to soften his stance and reached out to massage her fragrant shoulders.

"I don't need your flattery." Zhou Honghong was about to refuse when Zhen Xing's hands were already on her shoulders, his ten fingers flying, and he had already started massaging her.

His touch was neither too light nor too heavy, his rhythm neither too fast nor too slow; though not professional, it was quite skillful. Zhou Honghong gradually stopped refusing, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, a relaxed and comfortable smile slowly spreading across her face. Clearly, this intimate massage was an activity they often enjoyed.

Neither of them spoke, and the living room fell silent, the air in the room seemingly frozen.

Then, a faint affection arose, growing stronger and stronger. In the end, this affection became so intense that both of them felt hot all over, their breathing rapid, and they were no longer focused on the massage.

"Xiaoxiao! You...you've been naughty again, you...you used it on me." Suddenly, Zhou Honghong turned around sharply, her pretty face flushed, and scolded the red-faced Duan Xiao in a coquettish voice.

"Ah—!"

With a splash, Lu Yan suddenly broke the surface of the water, resting her head on the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath. She held her breath for almost two minutes, nearly passing out.

"Ah! Ah! Ah—! I'm suffocating—!" Lu Yan let out a long, hoarse scream. The bathroom was well-insulated, so she wasn't worried about the neighbors hearing her.

She'd been soaking in the bath since returning home that afternoon, but her agitated mood still wouldn't calm down. Even holding her breath underwater for a long time couldn't alleviate her inner turmoil.

Indeed, what she'd experienced today was enough to make her feel incredibly frustrated. Her son, Duan Xiao, and that beautiful homeroom teacher's ambiguous relationship; Gu Yong, that rascal, and Miao Wenling's flirtatious banter; and when she left the police station, Zhen Xing even came over, saying he needed to find an opportunity to talk to her about her husband's problems.

"So annoying! So annoying! So annoying!" Lu Yan slammed her hand on the high tub, creating a large splash.

Her son's and husband's problems weren't actually what bothered Lu Yan the most. In her opinion, her son was just having a crush on the female teacher; with a little guidance, it would all be fine after a while. Her husband wouldn't be in any trouble either. Zhen Xing said it was suspicious that he hadn't contacted her for so long, but wasn't her husband always like this? When he went on business trips, it was common for him to not call for ten days or half a month.

What bothered her most was Gu Yong's indifference towards her at the police station and his intimacy towards Miao Wenling.

"Bastard! He said he liked me! He ignored me all afternoon and didn't even offer to see me off when he left, leaving me to come back alone. Was he deliberately trying to annoy me?!"

"Hmph, even if I hit you and hurt your pride, you don't have to give me that attitude. I didn't do it on purpose. Who told you to be so impatient? You kissed me, and then you dared to... touch me here..."

Lu Yan stroked her full breasts, her heart filled with grievance.

"If I hadn't hit you, wouldn't you have... ruined me right then and there? Humph, you little pervert, you're really audacious!" Lu Yan said angrily, unable to stop her wild thoughts: "Even if I like you, even if I agree... agree to you, but... but, these things... should be taken slowly, right?"

"They were flirting with that little slut Miao Wenling right in front of me, treating me like I wasn't there!" Thinking about Gu Yong and Miao Wenling's intimate behavior at the police station, Lu Yan became even angrier. "Looking at how lovey-dovey you two were, was that little slut's lover really you on Friday night? Humph, I wonder how you two adulterers got together."

The more she thought about it, the more agitated and confused she became. Adding to her frustration, the water in the bathtub was slowly cooling down again, so Lu Yan simply got up. "I'm not soaking anymore, I'm going online for a bit."

She grabbed a towel, dried herself haphazardly, wrapped it around herself, and went out.

In the bedroom, she turned on the computer, then found a hairdryer. While drying her hair, she waited for the computer to boot up. Soon, the operating system was completely unloaded. She dried her hair for a while longer, and when it felt almost dry, she turned off the hairdryer and sat down at the computer.

This time, for some reason, she didn't browse beauty and wellness websites first as usual, but instead opened QQ directly.

"Hey, this guy's online!" Lu Yan immediately noticed that the "Optimus Prime" icon was flashing in her friends list.

"Should I chat with him?" Lu Yan hesitated for a moment, then reached for the mouse and double-clicked to open the chat box with "Optimus Prime."

"Are you there?" She typed these two words softly.

"Teacher, I..." Duan Xiao blushed, his eyes filled with longing as he stared intently at the beautiful teacher in front of him.

"Oh, you little devil." Looking at his bright and infatuated eyes, Zhou Honghong's heart fluttered, and she softened instantly, murmuring, "I... I'll let you hug... hug me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Duan Xiao happily hugged her slender waist, his voice filled with excitement, and said, "Teacher Hong, I... I really like you so much."

"Silly child, between us, it's... impossible." Zhou Honghong rested her head on his shoulder, rubbing against him tightly, and sighed.

"Why not? Why not?" Duan Xiao hugged her tightly, asking excitedly.

"You...you're still young, and I'm so much older than you. If we were together, all the gossip in society would eat us alive." Zhou Honghong's voice was full of helplessness.

"I don't care, I don't care! Anyway, I truly like you, and you like me too. Do two people who truly like each other need to care about what others think?" Duan Xiao kissed her cheek tenderly, stubbornly saying.

"Sigh, silly girl. Even if you don't care what others think, you should at least ask your parents. If they knew about our relationship, they'd be furious."

"Don't worry about that. In a few months, I'll be sixteen. My parents said that once I officially turn sixteen, they'll consider me a real adult, and they won't interfere with my dating anymore. Then, our relationship can naturally be legitimate." "

You really are silly! Your parents say you can date, but they mean dating girls around your age, not some old woman like me who's past her prime."

"Don't talk nonsense! You're not old at all! In my eyes, you're younger than all the girls in our class, and prettier than any woman in the world."

"Really...really?" Hearing his straightforward praise, Zhou Honghong was thrilled, but then sighed, "Sigh, but your parents still won't agree."

"Hehe, well, I told you not to worry, so you really can. They'll definitely agree to our relationship." Hearing her mention her parents again, Duan Xiao couldn't help but laugh.

"How can you be so sure?" Zhou Honghong was a little skeptical.

"Hehe, of course I'm sure." Duan Xiao winked mischievously, looking at her with a smile, and said, "My parents aren't like you imagine. They're quite open-minded. Besides, I have something on them."

"You, what do you mean?" Looking at his mysterious appearance, Zhou Honghong became even more curious.

Duan Xiao looked at the beautiful teacher in his arms, suppressing his laughter, and said solemnly, "Hmph, I'll just tell you the truth. I know my parents' secret."

"Ah?"

"You know, my dad's company requires him to travel a lot for work, and every time he comes back from a business trip, he buys two identical gifts, one for my mom, and one for..." He deliberately paused here.

"For whom?" Zhou Honghong quickly asked.

"For... hehe, for Aunt Li Yu." Duan Xiao said with a sly smile.

"Ah!" Zhou Honghong's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?"

"Of course it is. When my dad comes back from a business trip, he always goes back to his workplace first. I've developed a habit of going to his workplace early to wait for him and see if he's bought me a gift. After doing it so many times, I accidentally found out."

"Oh." Zhou Honghong suddenly realized and whispered, "So your dad and Li Yu are... are lovers?"

"Hehe, more than that." Duan Xiao pursed his lips and continued, "After I found out, I naturally became suspicious and started following my dad. I discovered that every time he came back from a business trip, he not only went back to his workplace first, but also didn't go home after leaving his workplace. Instead, he went straight to Aunt Li Yu's house, and most of the time he would stay overnight at her house."

"Ah, really? Then, your Uncle Zhen doesn't... know?"

"Hehe, of course he knows. He not only knows, but he also seems quite happy about it. Several times, in order to find out the truth, I staked out his house until the next morning, and I found that he personally drove my dad home."

"Ah! You, your mom didn't notice anything at all?"

"That's because my dad and the others covered it up so well. Aunt Li Yu never wears the same clothes in front of my mom."

Duan Xiao paused, then continued, "Besides, even if she found some clues, she probably wouldn't say anything. Because, hehe, she also has secrets she can't tell my dad."

"Ah, is... what is it?" Zhou Honghong was increasingly surprised as she listened.

"My mom likes to chat online, and recently she's taken to playing online games. Once, she accidentally forgot to close her QQ account, and when I was using the computer, I casually looked at her chat history. Guess what I found?"

"What?"

"My mom is in an online relationship! She's having a huge online fight with someone named 'Optimus Prime.' And, and..." Duan Xiao couldn't help but get excited as he spoke, pausing again.

"And what?"

"After I found out, I secretly installed a Trojan program on my mom's QQ so I could snoop on her chat history. On Friday night, she was actually having a nude chat with that Optimus Prime!"

"Ah!" Hearing this, Zhou Honghong couldn't believe her ears. She finally understood what he meant by "handle": "You...you little devil! I was wondering why you were always in front of the computer on Friday night. I called you but you didn't answer." "

So, don't worry. Since they're so open-minded, even liberal, they'll naturally understand our situation. If it really comes to it, I'll just spill all the secrets." Duan Xiao said, putting his arm around the beautiful teacher's slender waist and kissing her cheek again.

"No, absolutely not! I don't want to see you and your parents fall out." Zhou Honghong quickly stopped him, then changed the subject, saying, "You, you...you feel...not uncomfortable about your parents' situation?"

"Why would I feel uncomfortable? It's their adult business, why should I meddle? Besides, isn't Zhou Zi'ao just as reasonable about our situation?"

"You little rascal, Zi'ao...isn't he just blinded by your brotherhood?" "

Hehe, he's not blinded at all. He knows very well that you and he have relied on each other for so many years, and he wants you to find a husband who truly loves you." "

Ah, Xiaoxiao, stop talking. Kiss...kiss me!" Hearing this, Zhou Honghong could no longer suppress her inner turmoil. She turned her head, her face flushed, her beautiful eyes filled with spring, and brought her cherry lips close.

"My good teacher." Duan Xiao had been waiting for this call. He gave a soft cry, lowered his head, and tightly kissed her two full and sweet lips.

Zhou Honghong parted her pearly teeth slightly, placing his thick, moist tongue inside, while her own tongue trembled and met it, actively entwining with his.

Under the scorching heat of Duan Xiao's body, Zhou Honghong felt almost melting, her body weak and limbs limp, only able to tilt her head back and twist her neck to receive his passionate and greedy kisses.

At the same time, she clearly felt that the thick, hard thing between Gu Yong's legs was getting hotter and hotter, like a newly forged steel spear pressing against her buttocks, trembling and thrusting.

"Oh... Xiao... Xiao'er..." Under his deep kisses, a raging fire of desire gradually ignited within Zhou Honghong. She couldn't help but murmur her lover's name, pulling his hands towards her high, firm breasts.

"T-Teacher..." Duan Xiao had long desired the smooth, full breasts. Following her lead, he unceremoniously slipped his hand inside her nightgown, tightly grasping and kneading the two full, warm, and soft mounds, playing with them.

"Xiao Xiao, you're only allowed to touch them, but... but you can't... have any other thoughts," Zhou Honghong murmured, trying her best to maintain the last bit of composure in her mind.

"What is it?" Gu Yong, hearing this, became even more curious the more she told him not to look.

"That scoundrel of our captain secretly copied the videos from the two kids' DV camera onto a USB drive at noon. I found out, so of course I had to confiscate it. I was going to burn it, but something came up, so I just put it in my pocket and forgot about it. Now that you mentioned the video, I remember." "

Really? Give it to me, let me see it."

"How can you look at this? It's a matter of the two kids' privacy. I'm going to destroy it."

"Oh, oh, it's just a look. I'm not going to tell anyone. Besides, I'll just look at it and then destroy it immediately."

Seeing his eager look, Miao Wenling knew she couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she reluctantly got out of bed and said, "Just a look, and then I'll destroy it."

"I know, I know, I'll destroy it immediately after I'm done." Gu Yong hurriedly pushed her out.

Helpless, Miao Wenling had no choice but to leave the bedroom. When she came back from outside, she had a black USB drive in her hand: "Here you go. It's a deal, you'll delete it after you're done."

Gu Yong didn't answer, just grabbed it, plugged it into the computer, found the relevant file, and started watching. The DV camera had a very high resolution, and the video was not only clear but also quite exciting: there were two children eating, drinking, and playing, and even more excitingly, there were scenes of them bathing naked, performing oral sex, and having sex.

One sat on the edge of the bed, the other cross-legged, and they quickly became engrossed in

the video. "Damn, those two little devils are pretty open-minded." Watching Zhen Xiaoyou's two pink legs spread wide, exposing her tender vulva for Zhou Ziao to kiss, Gu Yong couldn't help but swallow hard. His lower body reacted, and a high tent was erect in his pants.

"Hmm..." Miao Wenling let out a soft, drawn-out moan, whether in agreement or disagreement.

"You..." Gu Yong turned to look at her and saw her cheeks flushed, her beautiful eyes filled with spring, her legs pressed tightly together. He immediately understood what was going on: "Hehe, what? Are you in heat?"

"Ah? No...where..." Miao Wenling's pretty face turned bright red, and she denied it in a coquettish voice.

"Hehe. Where? Here, of course." Gu Yong chuckled, ripping off the towel wrapped around her chest and pointing to the secret place between her pink legs.

"Bastard!" Seeing that he had seen through her, Miao Wenling stopped denying it and scolded shyly.

"Me, a bastard? Damn, last night before I left, I asked you to play the harmonica for me, and you were very unwilling. I'll show you how this bastard is willing to sacrifice for you. I'll play the harmonica for you now, and then see if you still call me a bastard." With that, Gu Yong pushed Miao Wenling down onto the bed, spread her legs, and lowered his head to kiss her warm and juicy honey hole.

"Oh! No..." Before Miao Wenling could react, her mons pubis was already in his mouth, and then she felt a wet, fleshy tongue slide up, parting her tender and sensitive labia majora and minora, and probing into her vaginal opening. Before long, Miao Wenling's initial hesitation turned into enjoyment, and her initial refusal transformed into pleasure: "Oh, no...don't...stop..."

"Hehe, you little slut, are you saying no or don't stop?" Gu Yong, his mouth smeared with her juices, looked up and laughed at her.

"..." Miao Wenling blushed and didn't answer, only pulling his head between her legs with both hands.

"Hehe, maybe don't stop." Gu Yong laughed, lowered his head, and was about to play the harmonica for her again when the computer beeped: "Hey, who sent me a message?"

"No, ignore it." Miao Wenling immediately shook her head in protest.

"Hehe, sweetie, just take a look, just take a look." Gu Yong still laughed and got up, picking up the mouse.

Miao Wenling had no choice but to get up angrily as well, wanting to see who had interrupted her good time.

"Oh, it's Lu Yan." Gu Yong clicked on it, glanced back at Miao Wenling apologetically, and said with a smile.

"Hmph, I knew it was her. She has no sense of timing at all." Miao Wenling muttered irritably, punching Gu Yong on the back. "Hurry up and finish her off, so she doesn't keep acting all sullen."

"Hehe, didn't I say I'd keep her for later?" Gu Yong chuckled, typing in the chat box, "Hey."

"What are you doing?" Seeing the reply, Lu Yan was overjoyed and immediately typed to ask.

"Hey..." The other person sent a window vibration, seemingly hesitating for a moment: "Giving my woman oral sex."

"Ah! You bastard!" Lu Yan's face flushed instantly. She cursed under her breath, but typed, "You're just joking. If you keep joking, I'm logging off. I'm really annoyed and want to talk to someone."

"Then come to me," Qingtianzhu replied.

"Isn't that what I'm looking for? But you're always so inappropriate," Lu Yan typed.

"Hehe, serious, serious, let's get serious now." Optimus Prime replied with an apologetic hands-on gesture: "Tell me, what's bothering you?"

"My son might be having a teacher-student relationship with his homeroom teacher, and my husband is away for further studies and hasn't even called. I don't know what to do."

"Hehe, what's so strange about that? I had a crush on my Chinese teacher when I was little, and I even wrote her love letters. Don't ask your husband about such a small thing. Kids are just starting to experience love. Find an opportunity to talk it over, and it'll be fine in a while."

Seeing that he shared her thoughts and even used his own experience as an example, Lu Yan was moved and typed back, "I think so too. However, I have something more troubling me."

"What is it?"

"There's a young man at my workplace, he… he confessed to me last night, saying he likes me, and… he even forcibly kissed me." Lu Yan hesitated for a moment, but still typed out the truth.

"Really? Doesn't that just prove you're still very charming!" Optimus Prime's reply was somewhat joking.

"You're joking again, I'm not talking to you anymore." Lu Yan pretended to be angry and sent him an angry QQ emoticon.

"Hehe, I won't open it anymore." Optimus Prime immediately sent an apologetic emoticon with his hands clasped together, replying, "So he's sincere?"

"I don't know either. Today I saw him flirting with another woman. I suspect they're lovers, and that woman is someone I know."

"Oh?" Optimus Prime sent an onomatopoeic word, then replied after a while, "In that case, what do you think of him?" "

What do you mean?" Lu Yan was a little confused and typed a question.

"I mean, do you like that guy?"

"A little." Lu Yan hesitated again, then typed a reply.

"What do you mean 'a little'? If you like him, you like him; if you don't, you don't. Tell me, do you like him or not?"

This time, Optimus Prime's message was very firm, which made Lu Yan a little strange.

"I like him." She weighed it and had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Then do you mind that he has a lover?" Optimus Prime asked another direct question.

"What right do I have to care? I've been having an online affair with you behind my husband's back, I have a crush on Gu Yong, and I'm constantly having infatuations with my best friend's husband. I've already cheated on

him emotionally." Looking at the other person's question, Lu Yan couldn't help but ponder for a moment. After thinking for a while, she typed in the chat box: "Sigh, now that things have come to this, what do I have to care about? Besides, I'm not even sure if he and that acquaintance of mine are actually having an affair."

"Then what's there to worry about?" Upon seeing her reply, Optimus Prime first sent this question, followed by a long string of responses: "Feelings are something you have to follow your feelings. As long as you're sincere and don't mind anything, what's there to worry about? If you like someone, just bravely pursue them. In today's society, don't you think we live too hard? Morals, etiquette, customs, discipline—they constrain us everywhere, making it almost suffocating. In the end, we can only wear aliases, use strange names, and wander aimlessly online. At most, we might have a fleeting online romance, just empty words and vague comforts. Our nudity that night is even less worth mentioning. Damn it, what's the point of living like this?"

Lu Yan looked at... Thinking about it, just as I was about to reply, the other person sent another long message: "Damn, life is only a few decades long, isn't it? If you don't enjoy yourself while you can, you'll only have regrets when you're old. There are some ancient poems that say this, oh right, 'Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, lest you break a bare branch,' and 'Enjoy life to the fullest when you're successful, lest you leave your golden goblet empty before the moon.' Hehe, aren't those all wise sayings? If you ask me, if you really like him, as long as you're willing, don't worry about whether he has a lover or not, just go for it."

Seeing how eloquently he spoke, not only did every word resonate with me, but he could also quote some ancient poems, a feeling of goodwill arose spontaneously: "But, I slapped him away with my last slap, and it seems like he really cares."

"Hehe, what does it matter? You can just coax him tomorrow. If he really likes you, even a smiley face will make him change his mind." Finally, Optimus Prime sent a smiley face and typed, "Okay, I'm not chatting anymore. My woman's in a bad mood. I was really getting her excited just now, I need to comfort her quickly. Bye."

Watching his avatar go offline, Lu Yan felt a sense of relief: "I didn't expect this guy to actually hit the nail on the head. Sigh, never mind, I'll get something to eat and go to sleep. Tomorrow I'll see what that little bastard Gu Yong really means."

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