[Urban] Lottery Romance (Complete) - 7-9

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Chapter 10

But in the end, I was still late. Facing my boss, I meekly made up a nearly idiotic excuse. Anyway, my pay was going to be deducted, and my bonus was gone, so no matter how good the excuse was, it was useless.

Sitting at my desk, in front of the computer, I kept wanting to doze off. After all, I really didn't sleep well last night. More than just not slept well, under Xiaoyan's various teasing techniques, I barely

slept at all. After ejaculating, I was aroused again by her passionate silk-clad legs and jade feet, and then it was another ordeal. In my sexual history, last night's six times was almost my limit. I didn't even shower. This morning, after her parents went out, I quickly took a shower in the bathroom and dried myself with her towel. Fortunately, it's early winter, the strong cold air hasn't come down yet, and the temperature is still around 20 degrees Celsius, so I didn't sweat too much. But for someone from the south who showers every day, my whole body still felt sticky and uncomfortable.

There wasn't much work today. My colleagues were all online looking at news they were interested in, and some were even playing games. We're not a government department, we run a private company, and the boss's office is quite a distance from here. When there's nothing much to do, everyone just browses the internet

aimlessly. "I might as well take a nap during this free time!"

I thought to myself, and started to drift off to sleep in front of the computer.

In my drowsy state, the neatly arranged but numerous shortcut icons on Xiaoyan's computer desktop suddenly flashed before my eyes. Among those icons, the icon of a chat software became clearer and larger.

It was a well-known chat room plugin in China; many video chat rooms used that software to add special effects, and the software itself had its own dedicated chat system.

My body was really tired; I felt like my back was about to give way, but my mind was very clear. Even with my eyes half-closed, details I had never thought about or noticed before were slowly piecing together from fragments.

Thinking about Xiaoyan's actions last night, the slow rock music playing on her computer, and that lewd and wanton song "Stirring," something felt off.

I've tried the video chat rooms on that software before, but most of them were VIP rooms, and I don't usually spend money on those. However, I know that there are indeed pornographic performances in those VIP rooms, and I've seen people record videos of these performances and post them online. Could it be that Xiaoyan went to those rooms?

Last night, her striptease seemed stiff and awkward at the beginning, but as the music progressed, by the middle part, it was comparable to the dancers in those slow-rock bars. And the song "Lonely" had just ended right after she finished her dance, which really makes one suspicious.

A somewhat terrifying yet exciting conclusion suddenly flashed through my mind—Xiaoyan must have indeed gone to those chat rooms, and for quite a while, but whether she actually performed there, we still don't know.

"Hey, I'm at work! What are you doing, squinting and swaying back and forth? Did you go to a

nightclub and do drugs last night?" A colleague I'm usually on good terms with tapped on my desk partition and said.

"You're the one doing drugs! I go to nightclubs all the time, but I never touch that stuff!"

I opened my eyes, looked at him, and replied.

"Looks tired, bloodshot eyes. What time did you and your girl get up last night?"

The guy laughed, leering.

"Get lost! Do you have to be with a girl to get tired? I did manual labor last night, helping the migrant workers carry bricks on the street!"

I didn't want these guys to know about my steamy and exciting life with Xiaoyan.

"Hehe... Looks like you didn't sleep a wink last night, and you were carrying bricks. Who would believe that! You were late this morning. The boss got in trouble, huh! Hehe..."

The guy grinned mischievously.

"Go away, get out of here, don't bother me while I'm working,"

I replied gruffly, a really dirty thought suddenly popping into my head.

My colleague smiled, shook her head, and went back to her seat to continue reading her novel.

I couldn't ask Xiaoyan about these things directly; I had to investigate myself. Although we were in a relationship and currently very much in love, asking her about these things would more or less affect our relationship. However, if I could find concrete evidence that she had also been to those chat rooms, and then subtly bring it up indirectly, perhaps it would add some spice to our relationship. After all, I hadn't told her before that I had also been to those chat rooms, not because I felt there was any need to hide it, but because I felt it would be a bit embarrassing. And women are different; if she really went to those rooms and others found out, she would feel extremely ashamed, even her boyfriend wouldn't give her any leeway.

But there are so many online chat rooms; I don't have the energy to check every single one. Although most of these websites have been blocked in China, there are still quite a few chat sites with IP addresses and servers located overseas, each with at least a dozen rooms. These sites are usually quite slow and have pop-up ads. Opening all the rooms on one site in one night would be too much for my computer. Besides, I don't know if Xiaoyan is really going, when she'll go, or which room she'll be in. I can't possibly open all the websites and all the rooms.

Thinking about it gave me a headache, so I went online, found the download package for the chat room software on Xiaoyan's desktop, and downloaded it. "I'll work on it when I get home, it's so damn tiring..."

I stretched, my back and legs aching.

When I got home at noon, I called Xiaoyan; she was working at the lottery shop. I asked her to buy me the Double Color Ball lottery ticket for that night. "I'm going to sleep first, I'm so tired, you little devil drained me dry last night."

I didn't even eat dinner, just collapsed onto the bed and took a long nap.

After work, I picked up Xiaoyan. Perhaps we'd both had enough fun last night, because neither of us was in the mood for sex. We strolled around for a while, ate something at a barbecue stall, and then I took her home around 10 PM.

I took a nice shower when I got home; the fatigue from last night seemed to have disappeared, but I was still a little weak. "Sex shouldn't be overdone, or it'll drain your energy like opium,"

I muttered to myself as I sat down at the computer.

"What's Xiaoyan doing?"

I was quite worried about her, so I picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hello, what are you doing?"

Xiaoyan answered, and that was my first question.

"Just finished showering, about to watch some TV online. What about you? Aren't you going to sleep yet? Didn't you say you were really tired tonight?"

Xiaoyan's voice came through the receiver, along with the faint sound of her typing.

"Hehe, wait, I am tired, but I don't like going to bed so early. I'm online too, about to watch a movie."

The thought that had crossed my mind earlier that day at work—secretly investigating whether Xiaoyan was also playing in a video chat room—resurfaced. "What TV series are you planning to watch?"

My right hand deftly searched online for the chat room software, downloaded and installed it, watching the progress bar flash rapidly, my excitement growing.

"I don't know yet, let's look around and see. If I find something I like, I'll watch it,"

Xiaoyan said. "And you, what movie are you watching?"

"Resident Evil 5! It's a really good zombie movie."

I made up a movie, even though I'd already seen it recently.

"Oh, go ahead and watch it. I found one too, I'm a special forces soldier, hehe… do you like it?"

Xiaoyan asked.

"I'm not really interested in domestically produced TV dramas, haha... You watch yours first, I'll call you goodnight after I go to sleep."

I was eager to enter the chat rooms I knew, urging her to hang up first.

"Okay, I'll watch my dramas too, we'll chat a bit more before bed. Bye... *kiss*..."

Xiaoyan kissed me on the phone, I returned the kiss, tossed the phone aside, and started entering the chat rooms I knew that were still open.

I entered several, but the websites were deserted. The crackdown on online pornography is very strict now, and although the websites I knew were on foreign servers, they were always lagging. Lagging meant fewer and fewer people. It seemed some of these were software programs specifically made by domestic organizations to lag these websites.

I had no choice but to open the chat software. Although it cost money, in the current situation, only these professional chat software programs wouldn't lag.

I registered an account and started browsing the chat rooms on the software's homepage.

The non-VIP rooms, which don't require payment, occasionally offer some pornographic videos, but these aren't live. They're pre-recorded by the room owners and administrators and played in other non-VIP rooms to lure others to pay to watch live performances.

It's a huge professional video show website with hundreds of rooms. I was nearly driven mad; it took me over an hour to browse through just over thirty, and all of them were free. I only saw some female hosts in makeup singing karaoke.

I was a little angry. I really wanted to call Xiaoyan and ask if she had been to those paid show rooms, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. I'd finally found a woman who could completely satisfy my foot fetish and stocking fetish, and I wasn't going to offend her so easily.

Actually, even if Xiaoyan had experience performing in these video chat rooms, as long as it wasn't too outrageous, I could accept it. After all, I often go to these rooms myself.

Thinking about it, I still called her, but didn't mention anything about it. I just said I was tired and needed to sleep. Being late tomorrow would be a problem.

Xiaoyan giggled and said goodnight.

I didn't even turn off the computer. I got into bed, my mind a mess, unable to fall asleep. It was only a little past eleven, how could I possibly be asleep?

I got up again and sat in front of the computer, clicking around

aimlessly. Those video websites were full of pop-up ads. Suddenly, one pop-up caught my eye: "Want to know where someone you care about is? Want to know who they've contacted on their phone? Please contact xxxxxxx." "That's it! I can find a way to install a Trojan on Xiaoyan's computer, then I can check her browser history to see what websites she's visited!"

But then I thought, that's really unethical.

My girlfriend occasionally goes to those video chat rooms, even if she actually dances there, as long as she doesn't show her nipples, her face, or anything too outrageous, it's really harmless. She has such a great figure, such long and beautiful legs. If she's just dancing sexy in a dance studio, showing off her sexy and perfect side, then it's really no big deal.

I sighed inwardly, knowing I shouldn't be prying into Xiaoyan's secrets, but a strange itch lingered inside me. What would I do if I really found out Xiaoyan was performing in the video chat room? What

if it was a topless show?

I could get a Trojan horse; a friend of mine works at a computer company, and he has those kinds of Trojans. All I have to do is copy them, disguise them, and send them to Xiaoyan. She'll open the file and it will install itself on her computer without her knowing.

I sat in front of the computer until after 1 a.m. before finally going to bed, but I couldn't sleep. I finally drifted off to sleep around 4 a.m. When my alarm woke me, I was already certain: I was going to install a Trojan horse on Xiaoyan's computer. I wanted to see if she really went to the embroidery room.

My friend at the computer company copied the Trojan horse onto my USB drive, saying, "What are you planning to do, kid? Don't send these things to just anyone; it'll cause a lot of trouble."

"It's okay, don't worry, even if something happens, it won't affect you. I'm just using it to steal some data,"

I nodded.

There are Trojans like this online, but I was worried that downloading one would turn my computer into a botnet, so getting one from a friend was safer. After all, while I know a fair bit about computers, I'd never actually used a Trojan before.

I put the USB drive in my bag, hopped on my electric scooter to pick up Xiaoyan from work, and we went to see a movie.

Of course, we spent the night together in the theater—it was routine, so I won't go into details.

After the movie, we had a late-night snack, and it was only a little past 11. "I have things to do tomorrow, so I won't sleep with you tonight,"

I said, laughing it off in a slightly rough but Xiaoyan-like tone.

"Hmph! Even if you wanted to, I wouldn't give in,"

Xiaoyan pretended to be angry, but still said understandingly, "Then you should go home and rest early."

"I'll chat with you on the computer for a while when I get home, then I'll sleep."

My plan was complete; I was just waiting for the Trojan to install successfully before the real battle.

"Mmm."

Xiaoyan wrapped her arms around my waist, sitting on the back of my electric scooter, her soft, full breasts pressing against my back...

After dropping Xiaoyan off at home, I rushed back home, unable to contain my excitement at the prospect of discovering Xiaoyan's activities on the computer. I quickly showered and sat down at the computer.

I opened the USB drive, copied the Trojan horse into the computer, and set up the Trojan's channel and process according to the instructions in the txt file. Then I opened a slightly erotic and funny QQ animated emoticon, imported the Trojan horse, and disguised it as a QQ animated emoticon.

Xiaoyan always goes invisible on QQ, just like me. But I knew she should be online now.

"My dear Xiaoyan, what are you doing?"

I typed on the keyboard, sending the message.

"Just finished showering, what about you? Have you showered yet?"

Xiaoyan was indeed online.

"Yes, I have. Want to see me naked?"

I clicked the video call invitation.

"Perverted big bad wolf!"

Xiaoyan's familiar scolding came through as she turned on the camera.

"Hehe... Little Yan Yan fell for it! I was dressed, after all."

In the video chat, Xiao Yan was wearing a pink silk camisole nightgown, her smooth, sexy shoulders exposed, but she was wearing a bra. I could even see a light blue bra strap under the two pink straps of the nightgown.

"Hmph! Want to see? It's easy! I'll just wave my hand and you'll obediently strip naked."

Xiao Yan retorted, typing rapidly.

"Of course! No need to wave. Just put on sexy stockings, wave your foot at me, and I'll obediently offer you my big dick to make you feel good."

Chatting wasn't my purpose for video chatting with her tonight; I was looking for an opportunity to send her the picture.

Actually, I could have sent it from the beginning, but the more you want to use something to achieve a certain purpose, the less you dare to send it casually. It feels like no matter what, it's deliberate, as if the other person will know. This is a psychological problem that most people make.

Finally, I found a suitable opportunity and quickly sent the animated emoticon. On the webcam, Xiaoyan saw a cartoon girl with her buttocks sticking out being fucked by a man with a thick, long penis. The glans was sticking out of her mouth, and she giggled, covering her mouth. "You're such a pervert! Sending me this kind of emoticon!"

Her face was slightly flushed on the webcam. After we had sex, I had ejaculated on her face several times. I don't know if it was the effect of the semen or the moisturizing effect of sex, but her skin was much better than when I first started pursuing her. It was no longer pale and grayish, without any luster. Now her pores were much finer, and her skin had a pinkish glow. She looked much more radiant and energetic.

"It's fun! A friend sent it to me while we were chatting, and I thought it was funny, so I saved it as a QQ emoticon,"

I typed.

"Hmph! Disgusting! I won't save these perverted emoticons,"

Xiaoyan's words jumped over. My heart sank. It was over; my plan was about to fail. Deep down, I felt a sense of relief. Snooping on my girlfriend's computer felt inappropriate, and I should trust Xiaoyan. Even if she frequented those chat rooms, she was probably just looking for excitement, like me, and probably not a showgirl. But then, a window popped up on my remote control trojan: "The other party has installed it." Xiaoyan must have saved that emoticon. Once the other party saved it, it triggered its self-installation program.

My head spun, and I was completely bewildered. Looking at Xiaoyan's blushing face in the video window, her rounded shoulders exposed by her pink spaghetti-strap nightgown, and the alluring collarbones on her shoulder blades, she exuded an irresistible, sexy charm…

"What's wrong? Your expression suddenly looks strange,"

Xiaoyan typed.

"Oh, I saw a news report that a corrupt official was arrested. It turns out he embezzled over a billion yuan. I was very surprised,"

I quickly restored my expression to normal, concealing my inner turmoil.

At that moment, I didn't know whether to feel excited or nervous. Although I felt it was wrong of me to do this, the wicked guilt of being able to spy on Xiaoyan's internet browsing made my heart pound and my breathing quicken involuntarily...

"Oh, these corrupt officials should all be executed!"

Xiaoyan texted.

"Yeah! By the way, what TV series are you planning to watch?"

"Continue watching 'I Am a Special Forces Soldier,' hehe... What about you? What are you watching?"

Xiaoyan typed.

"I don't know yet, I'll just look around, and if I can't find anything, I'll watch an old movie."

I typed quickly, hesitating about how to suggest turning off the video.

"Oh, then let's chat like this, I'll turn off the video, otherwise my computer will lag."

Xiaoyan suggested turning off the video herself, which was exactly what I wanted, so of course I agreed.

The window was closed, and I was finally going to begin my spying operation.

The tutorial on the txt file was very detailed; my friend was indeed quite nice, I should treat him to a good drink another day.

I closed all other programs, leaving only QQ open, and chatted idly with Xiaoyan. She replied very slowly, just like I am when watching TV dramas or movies; it always takes me a long time to reply to messages on QQ.

I didn't pay attention to how long it took Xiaoyan to message me, but instead opened the remote control of the Trojan horse… Finally, I gained access to Xiaoyan's computer without her noticing.

Entering Xiaoyan's browser, I checked her recent browsing history. Sure enough, her browser showed records of her logging into that particular chat room on that chat software, but I couldn't see the room names, only the "VIP" indicator before the room addresses.

A sudden thought struck me: Did Xiaoyan really have a habit of performing in chat rooms?

Online pornography is heavily cracked down on now, so many chat rooms frequently change their IP addresses, but judging from these combinations of numbers and letters, Xiaoyan did indeed log in frequently. And in today's browsing history, Xiaoyan had also logged into a chat room, with the "VIP" indicator in the address.

I've browsed many online chat rooms, but they're all free, and there are very few real embroiderers. However, I've seen quite a few videos of embroiderers dancing naked, which the administrators seem to have gotten from who-knows-where. Images of these women posing provocatively in the rooms, displaying their alluring and sexy figures to the numerous lecherous men sitting in front of their computers, exposing their full, rounded breasts, kneading and playing with them, and even worse, some of them masturbating in front of their viewers, using sex toys. Many of these women don't show their faces, but quite a few do.

My heart pounded, my hands trembled, and my right hand clicked several times before finally copying the IP address. I closed the malware in the background and pasted the address into my browser.

It was indeed the chat software's private room. The browser displayed the room name, but a warning popped up: "Please use the software's dedicated browser to enter the room." No matter how many times I clicked, I couldn't log in.

I felt weak all over, not because of the six sexual encounters the previous night, but because this wicked, sinful voyeurism was too exciting for me. Although I felt a pang of disappointment—my girlfriend was actually showing off her figure in a room that only I could currently admire—I was furious.

But amidst the anger, there was a tinge of excitement.

The room was called "High Heels and Beautiful Legs." I had to open the chat software I had installed and find the chat room on the VIP page. Judging from the name, it seemed to be a brothel themed around beautiful legs, feet, and stockings.

"At least, Xiaoyan will just show off her legs, feet, and stockings; she shouldn't do anything too outrageous,"

I reassured myself.

But as a visitor, I couldn't enter.

"Damn it!"

I cursed under my breath and carefully read the registration terms. The only thing I could find out was whether Xiaoyan was a performer or an audience member in the room, or if she was a performer, how far her performance would go. I could only find out by buying points and entering the room.

I registered an account, transferred 100 yuan via online banking to buy points, and in a state of extreme excitement, I entered the "High Heels and Beautiful Legs" room with my registered account.

This is a multi-screen video chat site, with each room allowing at least seven video windows to be opened, but only three windows are displayed on the public screen.

Xiaoyan wasn't on any of the public screens, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After letting out a sigh of relief, I couldn't help but observe the three embroiderers on the public screen.

Two didn't show their faces, only one, named "Original Beautiful Feet," did. She was embroidering her long, straight legs in black stockings and leopard-print peep-toe platform heels.

The public screen was free, and looking at the rapidly updating chat messages from numerous players, I knew this room was indeed themed around embroidering feet and beautiful legs. Seeing this, I felt a huge weight lifted from my shoulders. After all, embroidering feet, eyebrows, and legs isn't really anything special; I'd seen beautiful women showing off their legs and feet in free chat rooms before, and none of them had done anything outrageous.

With my weight lifted, I began to carefully observe the performances of the three embroiderers on the public screen, each with a different style but all sexy and alluring. The person whose face was shown seemed to be the host, but she just kept posing in front of the camera, showing off her super sheer black stockings and peep-toe shoes. There was nothing interesting about her. She also seemed to be talking to the microphone. I slapped my forehead and realized that I had already minimized the sound on the chat room's public screen.

These chat rooms usually have the person posting the video playing their own music, so the three public screens have three different music and sounds, making it quite chaotic.

I clicked on the microphone of the host, "Original Beautiful Feet," and finally heard her voice.

These hosts are all used to speaking in a high-pitched, affected voice to get viewers to spend money. Embroidery is important, but when paired with that drippingly sweet voice, it makes the audience even more immersed.

"Our Meisiboer is here again. She will be performing for everyone later. Guests who have seen her performance should have a deep impression of this beauty. Please prepare your gifts. If you don't have enough points, please go to the spending area to buy points."

The host is trying to trick everyone into spending money again. I have no intention of spending money to see beautiful legs and feet. I've seen beautiful legs and feet before. My Xiaoyan is perfect, and she's right next to me. I can do whatever I want with her. Who would spend money to see some kind of beautiful feet?

My purpose in coming here is for Xiaoyan. I only came because she came in. I just want to find out why she came into this room. Is she here as an audience member or as a performing guest?

The most important thing is to find out what Xiaoyan's alias is in this room first, so we can figure out what she's doing here.

I started clicking on the camera icons behind the visitor aliases one by one. Most of them were men. "Damn! More men." I

thought with disdain and immediately turned them off.

"Damn, why are there so many men!"

I muttered to myself. I had clicked on almost all of the more than three hundred people in the room. Suddenly, it dawned on me, "That's it! When a woman enters the room, the host usually pulls her up to be a guest after reviewing the video. Their aliases are all colorful. These aliases can usually be viewed for free for about five seconds. I just clicked on the gray visitor aliases. How could I be so stupid? If Xiaoyan comes in, she will definitely be in a guest alias!"

I slapped my forehead and started clicking on the colorful aliases listed on the list.

But the free viewing time for those aliases was too short, and most of them had the camera pointed at their legs or feet. The images were also mostly enhanced with special effects by the video editing software. In just a few seconds, it was impossible to tell which one was Xiaoyan.

Just as I was getting annoyed, the host, "Original Feet," rang out again: "Alright, everyone, please get your flowers and gifts ready. Meisibol has now turned on her video. Please click on the private screen to watch our beautiful Meisibol's foot embroidery. You must all be very impressed by her fair, delicate, and pink feet, right? It costs 10 points per minute. Please buy points if you want to watch. Tonight, Meisibol will have an unexpectedly wonderful performance. According to our private chat, tonight her performance will surpass any previous one in our room. Are you all fantasizing about Meisibol using her black-stockinged feet to stomp on your little brother? Then hurry up and buy points!"

Damn it, what's going on? I was looking for Xiaoyan's alternate account, and now that everyone's clicking on the private screen, it's even harder for me to find her. Because many people who enter the room to watch the performance will turn off their cameras to avoid buffering. However, if Xiaoyan is in this room, she should be a guest, and her video shouldn't be turned off. Because while the majority of people actually pay to watch the video performance, a small portion are just chatting with acquaintances while watching the video chat. My only hope now is that Xiaoyan, even though she's watching the performance, hasn't turned off her own video.

I checked the points I bought with 100 yuan—quite a lot, 10,000 points. That means 10 points per minute, so I can watch for 1,000 minutes. Since I've already spent the money, I'll just watch this so-called "Meisibol" sexy stockings performance while slowly searching for Xiaoyan.

I clicked on "Meisibol's" video. The performance hadn't started yet. The video showed a woman's lower body; she seemed to be half-reclined in a computer chair, one arm casually resting on the armrest, the other hand operating something on the computer desk. Because the camera was usually quite close, I couldn't see her entire legs, nor her upper body.

However, beneath her denim miniskirt, a pair of long, shapely legs were revealed. Those almost perfect legs were encased in thin, wide-brimmed black stockings. I wondered if the embroiderer had added some special effects using a chat app or something else. The image had an excessive red tint, but it was still very clear. After using this color-correcting effect, the original colors would have a layer of pink added, so the colors in the video didn't look like the colors in the real environment. However, in the video, you could see that the skin on the beautiful woman's legs, encased in long black stockings, was very delicate and smooth.

"I wonder if this 'Bo'er' will show her face later?"

Looking at those long, straight legs, I continued to tap the cameras behind the guest accounts, but most of them were turned off.

Only the "Original Foot Beauty" screen remained on the public chat, still trying to trick viewers into spending points. The other two public chats were now closed, probably by the room's host. After all, this was to get more people to pay to watch the paid content. Otherwise, since the free content already showed beautiful feet and legs, who would pay to watch the private chat content?

The embroiderer named Meispol sat in a computer chair, with a bed behind her. The bedsheet, whose original color was indistinguishable in the video, was covered with a thin blanket of the same color.

I opened the private chat window and enlarged it to see more clearly. At the same time, I continued trying to find Xiaoyan's alternate account.

"Alright, Meispol is ready! Today, everyone, please savor the joy brought to you by the beautiful Meispol's jade feet! Send out your flowers so that Meispol can feel your love in a sea of blossoms!"

"Original Feet" continued the main message, and soon the screen displayed flowers and compliments from viewers.

These flowers also required points to purchase, and I selected a mid-priced bunch and sent them out. I secretly marveled at the money-making ideas of the person who designed this chat room. Not only did watching cost points, but sending gifts also required points. They really knew how to make money. I wondered how much commission these embroiderers received, or if they were simply looking for a place to showcase their beautiful figures or their hidden sensuality.

However, I know that most of these embroiderers receive commissions, so it's a kind of part-time job. It seems that full-time embroiderers in China rarely perform in these kinds of public chat rooms; they prefer one-on-one video chats, charging directly without taking a cut. However, it seems that some full-time embroiderers occasionally come to these chat rooms, partly to observe and learn, and partly to perform for free when they feel like it, but most importantly, to find clients. I

haven't even seen anything yet, and I've already spent ten yuan. I'm a little heartbroken; I came here to find Xiaoyan!

The performance finally started. But I still couldn't find Xiaoyan… Had she already left the room?

Anxious, I was about to send Xiaoyan a message on QQ to ask what she was doing when Xiaoyan messaged me first.

"Honey, what movie are you watching?"

"Didn't find anything new, watching an old movie. What about you? Still watching Special Forces?"

I quickly dragged the "Meisibol" floating video, which I had stretched to a large size in the middle of the monitor, to the side while typing to Xiaoyan.

"Yeah, it's really exciting. What are you watching?"

"Die Hard 4, haha, I've watched it several times, but I'm watching it again since I have nothing else to do."

I just made up a movie.

"Go ahead and watch it, I won't bother you anymore, I'll go back to watching G.I. Joe!"

Xiaoyan sent a smiley face, about to end the conversation.

I was about to type in the chat box when I caught a glimpse of what appeared to be Meisbol in the floating video feed, also typing! A chill ran down my spine. It seemed Meisbol hadn't been typing at all; her arm was casually resting on the armrest of her computer chair. She was probably communicating with the host via voice. Just when Xiaoyan sent the message, I thought I saw her arm lift up and rest on the computer desktop! A strange feeling suddenly washed over me. She was typing too—what a coincidence!

The camera was focused on Meisbol's lower body, so I couldn't be sure if her arm on the desktop was actually typing, but that strange feeling made my heart race, all the blood rush to my head, and my hands tremble.

"Okay, you see, I'll continue watching the movie!"

I typed a few words on the keyboard and replied to Xiaoyan, but even those few words were typos several times!

Could "Meisbol" be the answer to why I spent so much effort entering this room, buying points, and searching for Xiaoyan's frequent visits to this room?

"Alright, our Pol is about to start embroidering. Viewers, please stay tuned and see what kind of fresh and exciting experience Pol will bring us this time!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, Pol, sitting in her computer chair, adjusted the camera angle and stood up.

Looking at that devilishly curvaceous and sexy figure, those jade-like legs encased in ultra-thin black stockings beneath her denim miniskirt, that strange feeling grew stronger.

My breathing became increasingly rapid. I lit a cigarette, my eyes fixed on the video window on the screen, which I had adjusted to the optimal resolution. I didn't know whether I truly hoped this Pol was Xiao Yan, or whether I hoped she wasn't. A profound contradiction.

Pol swayed her body to the slow rock music played by the host, "Original Feet," her movements graceful and sexy. Every gesture gave me a strange sense of familiarity.

Xiao Yan's striptease last night really did bear some resemblance to Pol's striptease now, except that Pol wasn't undressed.

"All striptease performances are pretty much the same in terms of movements and postures. Maybe she really isn't Xiao Yan!"

I silently defended myself and Xiao Yan.

But as Paul swayed, the background of the room felt increasingly familiar.

The curtains, the furniture arrangement, the style—it really did seem to be Xiaoyan's room.

"Could this Paul really be Xiaoyan?"

My heart pounded even harder, my eyes glued to the video without blinking, until a burning sensation shot from my fingers to my head, and I realized the cigarette between my fingers had burned to the end.

"Damn!"

I threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, muttered a few curses, and lit another. Only cigarettes could calm the feeling inside me that I couldn't tell if it was disappointment or anger, but within that feeling, I also felt an unprecedented excitement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please send out your flowers again! Paul's warm-up is over, she's in the zone! Do you remember her jade-like, sexy legs? Do you remember her slender, white feet? Paul will give you an unprecedented excitement tonight!"

The voice of "Original Beautiful Feet" rang out, and then the familiar slow rock song "Lonely" started playing.

I cursed under my breath. During the first song, Bo'er hadn't shown her face, only her head and everything else on camera. But her slender upper body and beautiful, sexy legs had certainly excited many viewers. With the host's encouragement, more flowers appeared on the screen.

I didn't swipe; I just stared blankly at Bo'er on the screen, hoping her face would flash across the screen for a fleeting moment so I could confirm whether this embroiderer was Xiao Yan.

She was wearing a white, fitted, short-sleeved shirt, three buttons undone at the top, revealing a deep cleavage. But that cleavage alone wasn't enough to confirm if this woman was Xiao Yan. After all, a woman's cleavage looks different with different bras.

The shirt was fitted, making Bo'er's waist appear slender and graceful. A blue denim miniskirt that just covered the hem of her stockings perfectly showcased her sexiness and charm.

My heart was pounding so hard it made my head spin. The smoke from the cigarette between my fingers rose in wisps, filling my vision and my heart. My heart pounded, I was afraid to watch, yet I couldn't help but watch. What should I do if it really was Xiaoyan?

Watching Bo'er sway her body to the music of Lonely, the words of "original beauty feet" grew increasingly ambiguous, teasing Bo'er into a series of alluring and sexy poses. Although Bo'er was still wearing her clothes, those incredibly seductive movements alone had already drawn countless compliments from viewers in the chat.

I remained frozen, staring intently at the video, hoping that Bo'er's face would appear. Even if it wasn't a close-up, just a fleeting glimpse during her dance would be enough for me to tell if this Bo'er was Xiaoyan.

But Bo'er seemed very familiar with the camera's field of view; to the music of Lonely, she always managed to perfectly avoid the camera's view.

I was extremely frustrated, the pent-up anger almost making me explode.

As the host spoke, Pol gradually got into the mood, her delicate hands beginning to caress her beautiful curves through her clothes to the music.

The music became increasingly suggestive, no longer "Lonely," but I didn't recognize the track; it just sounded familiar—I'd heard it in many chat rooms. "Original Foot Fetish" continued to entice viewers to send flowers, announcing in the chat: "Friends, Pol will break through any boundaries she's ever crossed in our room tonight! To thank Pol, let's all send her a luxurious bouquet of flowers, so that the beautiful Pol can feel your love in a sea of blossoms!"

As soon as she finished speaking, many people started sending flowers, seemingly familiar with the room and unlikely to be deceived.

Many chat rooms are fraudulent; once the host has collected enough points, the "embroidered beauty" on the video quickly leaves the room. But seeing everyone's reaction, I felt they were regulars here, and the room had a good reputation; their efforts would definitely be rewarded.

To see Pol's face as soon as possible, I also sent flowers—two bouquets! I just wanted "Original Foot Fetish" to get Pol to start embroidering her face quickly. As for the other performances, I really have no interest. I just want to know if this Bo'er is Xiao Yan.

"Okay, seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Bo'er must be very happy. I'll thank you all on Bo'er's behalf. Tonight, let's enjoy Bo'er's first time breaking the mold with her embroidery. Please come to the mic, Bo'er, so we can all listen to your sweet voice and admire your beautiful and charming legs and feet."

As she spoke, Bo'er walked to the computer, went on the mic, and a sweet voice rang out, "Hello everyone! I'm Bo'er. Thank you so much for your love and for sending me so many flowers. Tonight, I will repay your care and love with a performance I've never done before!"

"Show your face! Show your face!"

I typed my request in the public chat box. VIP customers usually won't be kicked out of the room by the administrators for making requests, after all, we paid real money to come and see the embroidery.

The response was immediate and overwhelming. After I posted my request, many viewers flooded the chat with comments asking for my face to be shown, filling the entire chat box with neatly arranged "Show Face" messages in various colors.

I honestly couldn't tell if the voice was Xiaoyan's. Xiaoyan always spoke to me in our local dialect; I rarely heard her speak Mandarin. Besides, as an embroiderer, she usually changed her voice during performances—for safety and to make herself more alluring and sweet.

"I usually don't show my face, as you all know…why are you making this request tonight?"

Bo'er's voice was even more seductive, speaking in a coquettish tone through the microphone, as if she was unwilling to agree to everyone's request.

"Show Face! Show Face!"

I kept refreshing the chat; I was determined to see her face.

The background setting looked strangely familiar, and those long, straight, beautiful legs made me even more suspicious that this Bo'er was Xiaoyan.

Everyone joined in the commotion, and I believe many genuinely wanted to see Bo'er's face; after all, just seeing beautiful legs and feet wasn't enough for most people.

"Okay, I'll just show myself for a bit, but you'll have to wait a bit, I need to get ready."

Seeing everyone's unwavering insistence, and perhaps feeling embarrassed to refuse, and seeing the many virtual flowers from viewers, her heart softened. After saying that, Boll disappeared from the video, seemingly off to get ready.

"Get ready again?"

I wondered to myself. "Does she need to put on makeup? These days, girls are embarrassed to show their faces without makeup!"

I thought it would take a long time; a woman's makeup routine takes at least ten minutes. Were we just going to waste our points watching this video?

Just as I was about to type "original foot fetish" in the chat, Boll returned to the video. She was wearing the same clothes and the same stockings. She sat down, but I still couldn't see her face…

She didn't return to the video exactly as before. I thought I saw her holding something in her hand, something red, but it was too brief; I could only vaguely make out that it was a stick-like object.

"Damn! This works too! I said I'd show my face, but I still can't see it!"

I cursed. "Viewers, please watch your language. Don't use foul language or insults against our darling, or even if you're a Diamond VIP, I'll kick you out of the room,"

said the user in the microphone. I knew it was in response to my earlier comment.

There was nothing I could do; without sufficient privileges, I was always destined to be bullied.

I sighed, feeling even more frustrated. I lit another cigarette and stared intently at the video again.

"Alright, our beautiful Bo'er will definitely keep her word. Everyone, please support her!"

The user was again trying to deceive me. I was already quite annoyed by this kind of deception in those free video chat rooms. They always rambled on and on about getting viewers to spend money, but in the end, I rarely saw the actual embroidery.

As soon as she finished speaking, Pol took the microphone and said, "I'm really sorry, I still won't show my face. But tonight I'll show you my most charming part, did you see it? What is this? I'll use it to perform later."

Her sweet voice was really alluring, but I really couldn't tell if it was Xiaoyan's voice.

What she displayed on the screen was a red dildo about five centimeters in diameter with beads in the middle.

My heart skipped a beat. Could I see a prop embroidery tonight? If so, then the hundred yuan I spent was really worth it. At that moment, I even forgot that my main purpose for coming here was to find Xiaoyan; the innate lust of men had taken over my brain.

Although I didn't see Pol's face, the public chat immediately erupted. Many people were sending flowers, and many were commenting—judging from the words on the public chat, Pol had never played with prop embroidery before, and many people were already very satisfied even without seeing her face. Although we couldn't see the embroiderer's appearance clearly, for many people who had seen her embroider before, this was already a huge breakthrough.

"Tonight I'm going to push my limits beyond anything I've ever done before, are you all ready?"

Pol's sweet, coquettish voice rang out, and the chat erupted with praise and adoration.

Suddenly, my mind went blank, my hands trembled, and I couldn't type a word. The feeling that Pol was Xiaoyan was growing stronger—I saw the entire bed behind Pol after she sat down, and that bed looked exactly like the one I'd lain on the night before last, the one where I'd been having sex with Xiaoyan.

"Could it be her? Xiaoyan shouldn't be the embroiderer, and she even has a dildo. Judging by its shape, it's about ten centimeters long, but there's a forked part at the bottom. I know that's what women use to massage their clitoris for more pleasure during masturbation. What's going on? Although her striptease that night was pretty professional, how could she be Pol?"

I started mentally trying to exonerate Xiaoyan.

I really don't want Xiaoyan to be an embroiderer. If she really is, does she usually sell her charm and body in front of the camera at night to earn extra money? Or is she a born exhibitionist who likes to show off her beautiful sexiness and her proudest legs and feet in front of strangers?

In the video, Bo'er started to slowly caress her legs with one hand, while the other hand held the red, semi-transparent dildo and moved it slowly across her thighs through her stockings, striking various poses. Occasionally, when she changed poses, her denim skirt would ride up, revealing her white thighs. The end of the wide black stockings was a section of her fair and alluring legs. Many times, you could even see the glimpse of spring between her fair and sexy legs—a pair of pink panties, the narrow crotch covering her private parts. Whenever that glimpse of spring was revealed, the chat was always lively. In just a few minutes, I saw several people send many of the most expensive bouquets.

My head was still buzzing, and I couldn't calm down the emotions swirling within me. There was anger, annoyance, and above all, disappointment. How could my girlfriend be a brothel-maker? Yet, amidst these complex feelings, there was a strange thrill, making my adrenaline surge. My penis was stirring every time Paul intentionally or unintentionally revealed the pink crotch between her legs.

I lit cigarette after cigarette, but only took two or three puffs before stubbing them out, then inexplicably lit another one…

The original voice from the speaker continued to tease me, her words still provocative. Under her instigation, “Hmm! Definitely instigation!”

Otherwise, Paul, whom I was eighty percent certain was Xiao Yan, wouldn't have made so many lewd yet incredibly sexy gestures and movements. But deep down, I knew it wasn't instigation; Paul was genuinely displaying her inner wantonness.

"Wow... Bo'er is actually a white tiger! Such tiny, sexy panties! I wonder if Bo'er could let me see your beautiful, sexy little hole? Bo'er is really going to go all out tonight! I've never seen her show her panties before!"

In the video, Bo'er had already taken off her denim miniskirt, and the hem of her fitted shirt was partially covering her pink panties. However, it was clear from the hem of the shirt that Bo'er's pubic area was hairless, or if there was any, it was very sparse.

"Hehe, this Bo'er isn't Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan has a lot of pubic hair."

My heart immediately felt like it had seen a new blue sky, and I was immediately delighted. But this feeling of delight lasted for less than a second before my heart sank. "I shaved Xiao Yan's pubic hair not long ago!"

But judging from what the "original foot fetishist" said, it seemed that this "Boer" had never embroidered her own genitals before; this was the first time she had shown her underwear. Even if she really was Xiao Yan, I could accept her only embroidering beautiful legs and feet. After all, such beautiful legs and delicate, lovely feet would make many people envious, which would feel really good.

Thinking of this, I felt a little relieved. But in an instant, I became annoyed again. She was holding a dildo tonight; wouldn't she pose for it herself? What if she performed masturbation in the video later?

My heart started pounding again, but there was still no conclusive evidence that this "Boer" was Xiao Yan. I picked up my phone, ready to call Xiao Yan, but after swiping the screen, I hesitated. What if I really confirmed that this "Boer" was Xiao Yan? How could I face her afterward? It's rare to find a girlfriend who is completely cooperative with my foot fetish; it's really not easy.

As I hesitated, Bo'er had already taken off her shirt, revealing her flat, smooth abdomen in the video. Perhaps because she stood up, the camera was pointed directly at her abdomen, specifically on the lower left side near the waistband of her pink panties. A light red mark stood out starkly in the video. The size and location of that mark were strangely familiar to me—wasn't that the spot where I had accidentally scratched myself when shaving Xiaoyan not long ago?

I knew that most cameras displayed images in reverse, so the red mark on Bo'er's lower left abdomen in the video might actually be on her lower right abdomen in reality…

I took a deep drag of my cigarette and exhaled slowly, as if to release all the pent-up frustration in my heart. I was now 99% certain—Bo'er was Xiaoyan! I

just wondered how daring her performance would be tonight. Was she planning to appear completely naked and even perform masturbation with a dildo?

I felt like I'd been struck by lightning, staring dumbfounded at "Bo'er's" every move on the screen. Thankfully, she hadn't taken off all her clothes. Besides a pair of ultra-thin black stockings just a few centimeters below her thighs, she wore a narrow pink thong, and her small but round breasts were encased in a matching half-cup bra. I could even see her pinkish-brown areolas peeking out from the edge of the bra.

"Bo'er" had a truly stunning figure; her waist was incredibly beautiful and slender, her legs long and straight. As her hands moved across her body, her body posing in response, the audience in the room seemed to go wild, showering the screen with gifts and flowers. No, it should be Xiao Yan, but at this moment, I still refused to admit that this embroiderer was my girlfriend—Xiao Yan.

The music grew increasingly suggestive, and "Pol's" actions became more and more seductive. She pushed her chair aside, sometimes caressing her waist, thighs, and breasts to the rhythm of the music, sometimes repeatedly touching her body with the dildo—her breasts, lower abdomen, the crotch of her panties, her thighs…

She really seemed to know how to avoid the camera capturing her face. I had noticed this before when Xiaoyan and I took selfies during sex. Could her camera presence have been cultivated in these chat rooms?

The "stirring" music started, and "Pol's" voice followed. She sat back in her chair, holding the dildo in both hands, spreading her legs to reveal the crotch of her panties, which were already slightly damp around her vulva.
Then

, she pressed the tip of the dildo, which resembled a real glans, against the damp spot, slowly thrusting it to the rhythm of the music.

"Damn! Is she really going to masturbate with this thing in front of hundreds of people?"

I cursed loudly in my mind, but my eyes remained fixed on the video without blinking.

Technology these days is so advanced. A webcam that only costs a few dozen yuan can have millions of pixels. I can even see the pores of the pubic hair on the edge of "Bo'er's" panties, the pubic hair that had just been shaved, and the increasingly obvious wetness in her crotch. I know "Bo'er" is wet. She must also be craving a big cock to fuck her hard and satisfy her.

I picked up the phone, about to dial Xiaoyan's number. I was already aroused. I didn't care whether Xiaoyan knew I had found out she was performing in these video rooms. Right now, I just wanted to hold her, pin her down, and fuck her hard, fuck this slut to death!

"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later..."

The mobile computer girl's voice was still sweet, but I was furious. Xiaoyan only turns off her phone when she sleeps; it's always on. What's going on with this "cannot be connected" situation? I've never encountered this before in all the time I've known her.

Actually, I know that most of the time, if a call can't be connected, it's because of a bad signal or no signal at all. But Xiaoyan's signal should be very good at home. Did she tamper with her phone?

I was practically bursting with anxiety. I really wanted to take a taxi to her house right away, but her parents were both home. What right would I have to go? And what would happen if I caught Xiaoyan doing a video show in the act?

I slammed my phone down on the computer desk, my penis stubbornly erect in my shorts. I was panting, so I had to use my hands to soothe it.

In the video, "Boer" had already started performing foot fetish movements, using her feet, clad in ultra-thin black stockings, to hold the dildo. Through the thin black stockings, I could see "Boer's" delicate, slender toes, and even the blue-green nail polish she was wearing. Faint moans could be heard coming from the speakers. It seemed "Boer" was quite used to this kind of performance. Even without this prop, I'm sure the audience in this room had heard her moans many times before.

At the same time, I could see that one of her hands had already slipped inside her pink panties, which were already soaked with sweat. Looking at the rise and fall of her hand on the panties, I was certain her fingers were already inside her incredibly wet and slippery vagina.

I've seen many embroiderers with even more explicit content than this, but this time I was extremely excited. I hadn't even seen "Bo'er's" nipples or her vulva, but just seeing those things was enough to make me incredibly hard. Perhaps it was because this embroiderer, "Bo'er," was my girlfriend, Xiaoyan.

My right hand gripped my erect penis, and I could feel the bulges on the thick, hard, and hot shaft that the foreskin covered—something I'd never noticed before. I stroked it up and down, the purplish-red glans, gleaming with an evil, lustful light, trembling with each stroke. Glistening pre-ejaculate seeped from the urethral opening, gathered, and then slid down… The pre-ejaculate added lubrication between my hand and the shaft; I had never felt such stimulating masturbation before.

Last time I masturbated in front of a video for Xiaoyan, even though it had her cotton socks and her scent, I didn't find it as stimulating as this time.

"Bohr's" performance was finally nearing its end. To the sound of music, Bohr finally used his fingers to pry open the wet crotch of her panties, revealing her pink, glistening labia. Then, his fingers, covered in her vaginal fluid, withdrew, and the pink panties once again covered her alluring vulva. As her vulva flashed across the screen, Bohr bent down and pulled her bra down, revealing two pink, white mounds of flesh, their pink nipples perched high on their areolas. But just as I was about to take a closer look, "Bohr" pulled her bra back up. Although it was only for two brief moments, I reached my climax at that moment. My penis throbbed violently a few times, and before I could even grab a tissue, I quickly covered my glans with my left hand. Hot semen gushed out forcefully, covering my palm...

Watching "Bohr" exit the video, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. It turned out that "Bohr's" so-called most daring embroidery so far was only this level. I was relieved. Even if she really was Xiaoyan, I could still accept this kind of performance. No face was shown, and her nipples and vagina only flashed briefly on the screen. I felt that was really acceptable.

After all, I'm a bit of a lecher too, and occasionally adding this unexpected spice might make my sex life with Xiaoyan more exciting.

Finally, I could get through to Xiaoyan on the phone. I pretended nothing had happened and called her before bed as usual, chatting casually in my usual tone until after 1 a.m., when Xiaoyan was yawning repeatedly before I hung up.

By spying on Xiaoyan's computer, I was slowly beginning to understand her more deeply. But what was she still hiding from me? I decided to remain calm and continue using the Trojan to spy on her computer. I believed I could find some secrets on her computer that I desperately wanted to know but couldn't get from her.

However, the Trojan required the computer to be on for me to remotely access it. Xiaoyan must have already shut down her computer; I could only access it again the next day when she turned it on. I

was excited, but also very anxious. I was afraid that the more I learned about Xiaoyan, the further she would drift away from me; I was afraid of discovering things I couldn't accept. But curiosity is an innate human desire, and I couldn't suppress my inner urges. I decided to continue accessing her computer the next day.

The next day, Xiaoyan was off work. At lunchtime, I couldn't resist calling her and asking her to come out. We quickly ate something, booked a short-stay room, and in the room, I stripped Xiaoyan down to just her stockings. Then I pinned her down on the bed and vented my frustrations on her.

"Oh...you're so bad...you're so bad! What's wrong with you today? Why are you so hard and so intense...you've fucked me raw!"

Xiaoyan didn't know why I was suddenly so vigorous and thirsty. I rarely made love to her at lunchtime, but after seeing the "Meisibol" embroidery last night, I had held back all night and all morning. I couldn't hold back any longer; I wanted to ejaculate all my desire into Xiaoyan's wet and slippery cunt.

"I missed you..."

I thrust my lower body, my hands caressing Xiaoyan's stockinged legs resting on my shoulders, my thick, hard cock pumping rapidly in and out of Xiaoyan's overflowing, wet vagina.

"You pervert...you big pervert, having sex in broad daylight..."

Xiaoyan frowned slightly, her lips parted slightly, responding to my thrusts, her right foot rubbing against my face. These days, Xiaoyan always wears stockings on our dates, because she knows I like this kind of thing, and she likes it too.

"I am a pervert, and now that you're in my hands, how could I let you go?"

I grinned, my gaze falling on the red mark near Xiaoyan's right lower abdomen, close to her pubic area! It's been a month, but the mark is still clearly visible. This might be related to Xiaoyan's skin type; her skin is so delicate, I can often see the veins hidden beneath it...

The image of "Meisibol's" seductive dance moves from last night's video flashed through my mind, and suddenly it dawned on me: the panties I had just pulled off Xiaoyan's crotch—wasn't that the pink thong? The stockings she was wearing on her beautiful legs, which were now draped over my shoulders, were the same wide-brimmed, flowing black stockings that "Meisiboer" had worn in the video last night!

A roar of rage shot through me. Now I was 100% certain that Xiaoyan was "Meisiboer." Although I was almost certain last night, now I was truly 100% certain.

Looking at Xiaoyan, her face flushed as I thrust into her, my eyes seemed to spit fire. My penis hardened even more, and my movements became more powerful and rapid, almost as if I wanted to squeeze my entire scrotum into Xiaoyan's moist, pink, tender vagina with every thrust. The sounds of flesh colliding were incessant.

"Ah...ah...husband...big bad wolf husband, you're fucking me to death! Fuck me to death...uh...I'm going to die!"

Xiaoyan's expression grew increasingly pleasurable, her voice increasingly soft and seductive. I even mistook it for "Boer's" coquettish voice from the chat room last night. My penis thrust even faster in and out of her vagina.

Xiaoyan struggled to lift her head, looking down at her crotch. Her ecstatic expression made me lose control. I opened my mouth and took her right foot, which was rubbing against my face, into my mouth. Her jade-like foot, encased in black stockings, emitted a faint, sour smell, with a hint of leather from her high heels—my favorite aphrodisiac.

"Look, look... look at how your big bad wolf husband is fucking your little cunt with his big cock..."

I licked and gently bit Xiaoyan's toes, lifting her buttocks so she could clearly see my cock, covered in her juices, thrusting in and out of her vagina.

"Oh... husband, husband, you've ruined me! My... my tender flesh inside has all been pulled out by your cock!"

Xiaoyan bit her lower lip, gripping my arm with both hands. Her slightly trembling voice escaped from her teeth, as she looked at her cunt being vigorously fucked by me, then looked up at my somewhat disgusted face, moaning.

"I'm going to fuck you until you're broken! Right now, all I want to do is fuck your cunt to death!"

I said fiercely, looking into Xiaoyan's eyes.

"Uh...uh...husband...husband, you're so strong today! Fuck me to death, fuck this slut to death, fuck me to death!"

Xiaoyan hooked her left leg around my neck, forcefully pressing me down towards her, while tilting her head back and bringing her mouth, uttering lewd moans, closer to me.

I took Xiaoyan's lips into my mouth, biting her thick, slippery tongue, my lower body plowing even more rapidly into her cunt.

"Huff...huff..."

Xiaoyan's breath was so strong, spraying onto my cheek, her face blooming with an expression of ecstasy, her tongue moving back and forth in my mouth, licking me. I loved Xiaoyan's lewd yet slightly shy expression.

I pressed Xiaoyan's right leg under her chest, close to her upper body. Her breasts were round and full, with two pinkish-brown nipples standing erect on areolas the size of coins. "She didn't show her nipples in the video last night, but now they're hard and erect under my manipulation!"

A surge of pride welled up inside me as I reached out to caress and knead those two soft, warm mounds of flesh.

Xiaoyan seemed to sense that I was acting differently today, but she didn't know what was wrong with me. She just did her best to accommodate my movements.

Her left foot swept across my back, hooking around my buttocks, and with my movements, she began to tease my scrotum, which was hanging between my legs and covered in her vaginal fluid, with her toes. A chill ran from my tailbone to my head, and I lowered my head to lick her smooth, pink neck with my tongue. Xiaoyan stretched her neck, letting out a moan of "Oh... Oh..." Her vagina began to contract violently, and a warm current instantly enveloped my penis, which was still thrusting rapidly inside her wet and hot cavity. Her orgasm had arrived...

I held her earlobe in my mouth, continuing my thrusting motion. I had only one thought in my mind: to release all the anxiety and trepidation I had held back all night into her body.

"Husband... Husband... You're so strong today... Xiaoyan loves you so much!"

Xiaoyan wrapped her arms around me, her slender fingers digging tightly into the muscles of my shoulders and neck, her whole body trembling.

"I love you too! I love you to death, you slut! I love you so much I want to fuck you to death!"

I reached out and grabbed the pink panties that I had taken off Xiaoyan, bringing them to my nose. The smell was a little fishy, but at this moment, this smell only made me more excited.

"Your panties are so slutty..."

I released her earlobe, raised my head, and stuck out my tongue to lick the crotch of her panties, licking the wet and sticky place she had been in during the video call last night.

"So dirty... Ugh... You're disgusting!"

Xiaoyan blushed when she saw me licking the crotch of her vulva, but her eyes shone with intense excitement. Her vagina, gripping my penis, convulsed violently a few more times, the familiar warmth enveloping my hot rod once more. In just a few minutes, Xiaoyan had already orgasmed twice.

"I'm disgusted, I love disgusting you!"

I reached out and brought her panties to her mouth and nose.

Xiaoyan looked at me shyly, spat, and turned her face away.

But I didn't let her have her way. I pressed the panties tightly over her mouth with my right hand. "Smell it too, smell your slutty smell!"

I said, my right fingers already pressing the crotch of the pink panties against her nose.

"Ugh...ugh...no, it's so slutty!"

Xiaoyan resisted, but I could feel her excitement.

She hooked her arms around the back of my neck and pulled me towards her forcefully. "You lick...you smell...I saw you licking it and it looked so good."

Xiaoyan giggled, her mouth finally opening.

"Damn! Are you kidding me?!"

I thrust my penis in forcefully, almost pushing my scrotum into her wet, warm vagina. While Xiaoyan was speaking, I tucked the crotch of my underwear between her lips.

I lowered my head and pressed my mouth against the underwear, which reeked of Xiaoyan's strong body odor, then used my tongue to push it little by little into Xiaoyan's half-open mouth.

"Ugh...ugh...so disgusting...so perverted!"

Xiaoyan mumbled, her buttocks thrusting upwards with all her might. I felt that Xiaoyan's wet, slippery labia majora seemed to have really taken my scrotum inside. I reached back with my right hand and grabbed Xiaoyan's left foot, which was still teasing my scrotum, guiding her toes to rub against my scrotum. I felt that half of my scrotum was indeed embedded in the cleft of Xiaoyan's opening and closing labia majora...

The fishy smell of the crotch of the underwear filled her mouth and nose, and Xiaoyan became more and more excited, starting to actively lift and lower her buttocks, letting my penis continue to thrust in and out of her vagina.

"Do you like your own slutty smell?"

As my tongue pushed most of her panties into Xiaoyan's mouth, I looked up at the woman beneath me with her own panties stuffed in her mouth. My left hand gripped her right ankle, and I continued to thrust back and forth forcefully.

"No...no..."

Xiaoyan hummed through her nose, her right hand pulling up a corner of her panties and covering her nose to breathe heavily.

"Slut! You say you don't like it, but it smells so good!"

I gritted my teeth, my right hand reaching down to Xiaoyan's genitals, rubbing her erect clitoris with my thumb. My thrusts quickened, and Xiaoyan's vaginal fluids seeped out with each stroke, soaking my inner thighs.

"If you like it, I like it!"

Xiaoyan winked, looking at me with wanton lust, pulling her panties out of her mouth. I was about to stop her when I saw Xiaoyan stick out her tongue, licking the crotch I had just been licking.

"Oh...you slut! You're really good at being a slut!"

I looked at Xiaoyan, whose face and eyes were full of lust, and thrust even harder.

"Oh...oh...husband...your fingers feel so good...so good...I'm going to die!"

I pinched Xiaoyan's clitoris with my thumb and middle finger, and my ring finger was pressing against her labia majora to increase the grip of her labia on my penis.

"You slut, I'm going to fuck you to death today!"

I roared in a low voice, panting heavily.

"I'm a slut, husband...whatever you say I am, I am the slut of my perverted big bad wolf husband!"

Xiaoyan was out of breath, her face turned even redder, and she spread her hands open her pink panties, which were already covered with our saliva, and licked her most erotic spot in a lewd manner under my gaze. Watching Xiaoyan's pink tongue licking her panties, her face full of seductive lust, and her vagina constantly wriggling and gripping my penis, I smiled darkly in my heart. Finally, I had the pleasure of revenge!

“Come on, lick your husband’s big dick!”

I “popped” as I pulled my cock, covered in Xiaoyan’s juices, out of her cunt, which I had been penetrating for almost half an hour.

“Mmm…no, I want my husband to fuck me!”

Xiaoyan’s left leg was tightly wrapped around me, not wanting me to leave her vagina.

“Xiaoyan, you slut, lick it for me, I’ll fuck you again later!”

I didn’t care if she didn’t like it, I used my arm to lift her upper body up, my wet cock throbbing and bringing it close to her face.

Xiaoyan frowned and made a sniffing motion, “It smells so pungent!”

As she spoke, she tried to wipe my cock clean with the panties she was holding.

“Don’t wipe it, just lick it like this…”

I leaned forward again, the glans covered in her vaginal fluids poking against her nose.

“Pervert, you’re such a pervert!”

Xiaoyan said, but as if she wanted to carefully discern the taste of the sticky fluid on my glans, she gently twitched her nostrils a few times, making a sniffing motion.

"How is it? Smells good or bad?"

I held Xiaoyan's hands on my waist, my penis throbbing and gently hitting her nose and cheeks.

"Smells bad... disgusting stench!"

Xiaoyan sniffed, stuck out her tongue and touched the head of my penis, then opened her mouth with a "whoosh." I pulled back my stomach, and the head of my penis, guided by her tongue, slid into her mouth.

"Smells bad, it's all because of the stench from your little slut's cunt..."

I watched Xiaoyan coquettishly sucking on my penis, my lower body moving, my penis, coated with the fluid from her vagina, slowly pumping in and out of her mouth.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Xiaoyan moaned, unable to refute me.

Xiaoyan is getting better and better at oral sex. While licking my penis, she tilts her head to look at me, her breath coming in rapid, hot gasps, brushing against the large portion of my penis still protruding from her lips and my lower abdomen…

I look down at Xiaoyan's focused expression, reaching down to knead her breasts. Her breasts have become quite fuller lately, perhaps due to sex. Two erect nipples bulge between my fingers.

I slowly thrust forward; I don't believe Xiaoyan can only take about a third of my penis in. Today I really want to test how much I can actually push into her mouth.

Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at me, opened her mouth wide and spat out my penis, saying coquettishly, "You bastard, you perverted big bad wolf, are you trying to kill me?"

As she spoke, she pressed the tip of her nose against my glans, making it erect, and then stretched out her tongue to lick the shaft... I watched as Xiaoyan, without using her hands, used her head to constantly change angles and positions, licking away the semen that clung to my penis and scrotum. A sense of doubt crept into my mind. "She said I was her first person to give her oral sex, but how come her movements are so practiced? It feels so damn good..."

Just as I was about to speak, Xiaoyan turned her face and licked the junction of my penis and lower abdomen, my penis pressed tightly against her pink cheek. She raised her face and smiled seductively, saying, "I saw a Japanese porn film where the actress licked her lover's penis like this. Am I good at it?"

"Good, you're a natural slut, of course you're good and fast at learning these things..."

I was panting, my heart pounding with alarm: "Could she sense my suspicion?"

Watching her pink tongue cleanse the sticky fluid from my penis, leaving it coated with her saliva, I swayed my body, gently patting her cheek with the shaft of my penis.

"Mmm...uh...husband, it feels so good, you're patting me so well..."

she said, closing her eyes, enjoying the patting of my penis on her cheek.

"Really? Come on, turn your face a little more, let me pat harder."

I realized that Xiaoyan's lust had penetrated to her very bones.

"Mmm...husband..."

Xiaoyan responded, tilting her face down slightly. I held the shaft of my penis with my right hand and began to move it up and down, patting her right cheek rapidly.

The soft "slap slap" sounds from the contact between my penis and her cheek made Xiaoyan's already flushed cheeks even redder, a rosy, wicked redness.

"Open your mouth, I want to fuck your mouth!"

I looked at Xiaoyan's extremely blissful expression, watching her pink tongue constantly licking her white teeth in her slightly parted mouth, but a surge of anger rushed to my head. I thought she was slutty, but I didn't want her to be this slutty.

Maybe every man has this mentality. He hopes his woman is an absolute stunner in bed, but he doesn't want her to be too slutty. Plus, I found out she was doing embroidery in the video chat room, and seeing her like this now, this resentment finally built up again. Men also need a sense of security. If his woman is this slutty, any man would be uneasy, worried that she might do something to betray him behind his back.

Xiaoyan glanced at me, turned her face to the side, and kissed my penis from the base to the head, opening her lips, and my penis thrust into her mouth again.

I pressed my right hand against the back of her head, forcefully pushing Xiaoyan's head towards my lower abdomen. Amidst Xiaoyan's soft moans, I finally broke through the previous limit of one-third, shoving most of my penis into her mouth.

Xiaoyan's eyes widened, her brows furrowed, and she forcefully pushed against my waist with both hands, but I held her head firmly, continuing to thrust forward with my lower abdomen.

The head of my penis touched a somewhat hard soft palate, which must have been the cartilage of Xiaoyan's upper palate. I thought that if I could push forward a little more, the head of my penis would reach deep into her throat. Once I broke through this barrier, the deep throat I had longed for would be achieved.

But Xiaoyan had already realized my intention, gripping my waist and abdomen tightly with both hands, and tilting her head back forcefully.

Seeing Xiaoyan's serious, almost angry expression, my heart softened. I loosened my grip on her right hand, and Xiaoyan suddenly tilted her head back. My penis popped out of her mouth with a "pop," and the saliva in her throat trickled down her chin like strings.

"What are you trying to do? You almost suffocated me!"

Tears welled up in Xiaoyan's eyes as she wiped the saliva from her mouth with the back of her hand, then gagged.

"I wanted to test how deep my penis can go... Are you alright?"

I was a little flustered. Xiaoyan's throat might be naturally narrow; if she really wanted to enjoy the pleasure of deep throating, I might have to train her slowly.

"You bad guy! You big bad guy!"

Xiaoyan gagged a few times, her eyes brimming with tears, which made my heart ache.

"Good girl... good girl... are you alright? It's all my fault, I'm such a bad guy!"

I quickly comforted her, gently patting and stroking her smooth back.

"Hmph! You're such a bad guy, I know what you want... You want me to play those games in porn where you swallow a man's whole penis!"

Xiaoyan pounded my thigh, pinching my penis, which had almost gone limp from fright.

"Yeah, I wanted to, but your mouth is too small, you can't finish it all, what a pity."

I looked at her actions and expression; although her eyes were still watery with tears, she wasn't angry anymore.

"Disgusting! I'm already being nice by licking it for you, and you still want to go too far!"

Xiaoyan spat at me, opened her mouth and bit my glans, not hard, but it still startled me.

"Hiss..."

I gasped, genuinely afraid she would actually bite down.

"Hehe... Scared, huh? Next time you do that, I'll really bite your dick off, so you won't ruin my mouth anymore!"

Xiaoyan's face was now alluring.

Women are truly fickle creatures.

Xiao Yan lowered her head, teasing my penis with the tip of her nose. My penis trembled and swayed with her movements. Xiao Yan giggled, sticking out her pink and smooth tongue to lick my penis until it was hard and erect. "Big bad wolf, fuck me!"

Her seductive charm reappeared in the corners of her eyes and brows, and I had no choice but to obey.

We changed positions, and I sat on the edge of the bed with Xiao Yan in my arms. Xiao Yan sat facing me on my lap, her hands tightly wrapped around my neck, her long, slender legs in stockings clamping around my upper body. My hard penis rubbed against her pubic area, which had grown short pubic hair, several times. Xiao Yan moaned a few times, slightly raising her buttocks, guiding my hard, hot penis into her wet and warm vagina.

I loved the way Xiao Yan clung to me like a little bird. I stood up, holding her buttocks with both hands and moving them up and down, my hard penis thrusting rapidly in and out of her overflowing vagina. Because of the position, I couldn't move my penis fully every time; I could only keep it about half its length inside her vagina for each piston-like motion. But Xiaoyan's full, soft breasts were pressed against my chest, and with each thrust, those two mounds of flesh rubbed back and forth against my chest. Xiaoyan's head rested on my left shoulder, her rapid breathing and moans echoing in my ears.

Luckily, Xiaoyan wasn't heavy, weighing around 80 pounds, so I could support her while standing without much effort. I had never tried this position with Xiaoyan before, but now I really enjoyed it.

My blood rushed to my head, and my hands, which were supporting Xiaoyan's buttocks, began to wander between her buttocks.

"Big...big bad wolf...you want...you want..."

Xiaoyan moaned, stretching her neck to kiss my earlobe, her hot breath filling my ear, making me both excited and giving me goosebumps.

"What do I want to do?"

I asked, my legs trembling. Although Xiaoyan wasn't heavy, this position was indeed quite demanding on my legs.

I'm a typical office worker who doesn't do much exercise. I took a couple of steps, leaning my back against the wall, forming an angle with my legs so I could maintain this position, supporting Xiaoyan's body so my penis could continue thrusting in and out of her dripping vagina.

"Tired? Hehe... Your big bad wolf husband is all talk and no action, but your legs are a bit weak."

Xiaoyan sensed my slowing down and mischievously wiggled her legs around my waist to increase the pressure.

"Of course I'm tired, you slutty Yanyan, you're getting heavier and heavier! But I can still keep this position until you piss!"

I leaned against the wall, feeling the pressure ease considerably, and started to defiantly admit defeat.

As I spoke, I began to cup Xiaoyan's buttocks with both hands and thrust them up and down dramatically, finally allowing my penis to penetrate her vagina with greater range. At the same time, I spread Xiaoyan's buttocks apart with both hands, and with my right middle finger pressed against her anus, I began to tease it.

"Oh...uh...husband...you perverted big bad wolf husband...I...I knew you...want again..." Xiaoyan's voice grew increasingly seductive and coquettish, her tongue licking my earlobe incessantly.

"What do I want again?"

I kissed her fragrant, white, jade-like neck, panting, my fingers moving faster and faster at her anus.

"You bad boy...you bad boy, you're trying to mess with my butt again!"

Xiaoyan said, biting my earlobe. Her soft moans in my ear excited me even more. Although she called me a bad boy, her buttocks actively responded to the teasing of my fingers...

Xiaoyan's vaginal fluid increased, much of it flowing down her buttocks to her anus. My inner thighs were also sticky, and each thrust produced a smacking sound. These sounds, combined with Xiaoyan's moans and lewd whispers in my ear, aroused me greatly.

My fingers, which had been teasing her anus, were coated with a lot of her vaginal fluid, providing sufficient lubrication. Finally, I placed my middle finger in the middle of her anus.

Xiaoyan let out a soft "uh-huh," tilting her head back and resting it on my shoulder. She licked my earlobe with her tongue. "You bad boy, I knew you were going to...want to mess with my butt..."

Her hot breath filled my ear. I could feel Xiaoyan tighten her waist, her legs loosening slightly as she gripped my waist. At that moment, her anal sphincter relaxed. Taking advantage of this, I thrust my middle finger, coated in her vaginal fluid, into her anus.

This was the most proactive I'd ever been with my finger, and it felt much more stimulating than before. I was a man; I wanted to take the initiative. After inserting it, I didn't feel any foreign object inside, so Xiaoyan must have already relieved herself. My fingers quickly adapted to the pressure of her rectum and anal sphincter. Using the pre-ejaculate on my fingers, I began to slowly thrust in and out, one knuckle, two knuckles… Finally, my middle finger was completely inside her anus…

Xiaoyan moaned softly, looking at me with alluring eyes. "Be gentle…"

she said, pressing her lips tightly against mine, her pink tongue licking my mouth. "Oh… oh…"

Xiaoyan began to actively move her hips, her vagina and anus simultaneously receiving the thrusts of my penis and fingers. Judging from her moans, she seemed to enjoy it.

My mind was now filled with the desire to completely conquer this woman, to conquer this woman clinging to me, her anus and vagina being manipulated by me. To conquer this slut who secretly showed off her beautiful legs and feet in paid chat rooms, and even intentionally or unintentionally displayed her cunt to so many viewers last night!

I stretched out my tongue, and our tongues intertwined in our mouths. I used my lower abdomen to push upwards, lifting Xiaoyan's body with my arms, slamming it up and down against my penis. Although I don't exercise much, I still do three sets of push-ups and sit-ups every night, and now it's finally showing results.

Xiaoyan's rectum is getting hotter and hotter, the rectal walls are softening, and the sphincter is no longer tightly gripping my fingers. I can even feel a thicker, hotter liquid secreted from her rectum than vaginal fluid, enveloping my fingers and making my middle finger move more smoothly in and out of her anus.

I still felt a burning jealousy, because last night I had unintentionally stumbled upon Xiaoyan's secret. This jealousy led me to the first time since we started dating that I wanted to manipulate her anus. And after so many sexual encounters, I vaguely felt that Xiaoyan wasn't averse to anal sex. I remember the first time I inserted my finger into her anus, it was only after she actively pulled it in.

My middle finger grew increasingly hot, and I felt Xiaoyan's rectum moving more and more rhythmically. It seemed as if Xiaoyan herself was controlling the peristalsis, just like she controlled her vagina to grip my penis. This was active, voluntary control, not just a reflexive reaction from the rectum. "Has Xiaoyan already tried anal sex?"

This thought suddenly popped into my head, and I felt a strange kind of stimulation, like last night when I watched "Bohr" caress her body in the chat room, showing off her beautiful legs and feet.

The desire for revenge had suppressed my usual sexual preferences. I had never tried anal sex before, but today, I really wanted to try it. I opened my mouth and bit Xiaoyan's tongue, inserting my middle finger to the bottom, my knuckles teasing inside her rectum.

"Waaah...uh...husband...you perverted big bad wolf husband...you bit me!"

Xiaoyan mumbled, scolding me, but her buttocks were completely on my lower abdomen and thighs. My penis and fingers were now completely immersed in the two cavities of her body, secreting sticky fluid. I felt the different squeezing and writhing sensations in her different cavities...

"Does it hurt? I don't think so. I'm fucking all three of your holes!"

I mumbled, stretching my tongue as far as possible and licking and teasing Xiaoyan's mouth.

"Pervert! You're so bad! So disgusting!"

Xiaoyan twisted her waist, gently biting my tongue, her rectum and vagina squeezing my fingers and penis even harder.

"Want me to fuck your ass?"

I moved my fingers faster, my knuckles digging harder and harder into the walls of her rectum.

"Pervert! I don't want to!"

Xiaoyan chuckled foolishly. I really loved her silly, innocent look. My penis, already numb from being soaked in her vaginal fluids, suddenly felt a surge of sensation again with that laugh, jerking upwards a few times.

"Good girl, Xiaoyan, let's change positions, my legs are numb!"

I could barely stand; my thighs were trembling.

"Hehe...weak man..."

Xiaoyan teased me, wrapping her arms around my neck and playfully thrusting her hips up and down. "Damn, aren't you afraid of falling?"

I thought, not to be outdone, thrusting my penis upwards with all my might, pounding into Xiaoyan's wet vagina. As I fucked her, I slowly walked towards the bed, my legs trembling.

With two soft "pops," my penis and fingers were pulled out of her two holes. There was a thin layer of yellowish sticky fluid on my finger, but it didn't smell bad, just a faint, slightly astringent odor. However, this smell excited me immensely at that moment; today I was going to open the third hole on this woman's body!

"Disgusting!"

Xiaoyan wrinkled her nose, making a disgusted face as she looked at the sticky fluid on my right middle finger. Xiaoyan didn't seem to have any aversion to my finger thrusting in and out of her anus; on the contrary, I could tell she was enjoying it. "She's been fucked in the ass by a previous man!"

This thought grew clearer and clearer in my mind.

I held my finger up to Xiaoyan's face. "Come on, you slutty Xiaoyan, lick it!"

"No...no...it's disgusting!"

Xiaoyan grabbed my wrist, trying to stop me from succeeding.

Actually, I was just playing a prank. I wouldn't let her lick the finger that had been inside her anus, even though it looked clean; after all, it was a place for defecation.

After pretending to force me a few more times, Xiaoyan kicked me, saying, "You can lick me if you want, I'm not!"

She seemed a little angry. I couldn't continue the prank, so I chuckled twice, squatted down by the bed, and flipped Xiaoyan over so she was face down on the bed. "Stick your butt up, I'm going to fuck you from behind!"

Xiaoyan snorted, rolled her eyes at me, and obediently turned her body around, her round, white buttocks sticking up. Her cleft was covered in the vaginal fluids she had secreted while I was fucking her, and her vaginal opening was already surrounded by a ring of white semen. Looking at my accomplishment, I felt a satisfied pleasure. I straightened up, guided my penis, and aimed it at Xiaoyan's slightly reddened vulva, thrusting it in.

Xiaoyan's anus closed tightly again, its pinkish-brown hue resembling the texture of an anus. I smeared some of the white semen from Xiaoyan's vaginal opening on my fingers to increase lubrication and then inserted my fingers again, pumping my penis in and out of her vagina.

This time, I could see with my own eyes as my fingers deeply penetrated and withdrew from Xiaoyan's anus. The pale, sticky fluid slowly seeped out with each thrust, gathering into a drop below her anus before gently flowing down into her vagina, which was being wildly penetrated by my penis…

I found a condom on the TV cabinet in the hourly rate room. To be honest, I really dislike using condoms during sex; it completely lacks that real, flesh-to-flesh feeling. But now I was ready to attack Xiaoyan's anus, to thrust inside. I really wouldn't dare without a condom.

Xiaoyan seemed to know what I wanted to do, but she didn't stop me. Lying on her back on the bed, she kept pounding her black-stockinged feet against my chest, cooing sweetly, "You're bad, you're bad… you're so bad!"

"If I weren't bad, would you like me?"

I grinned wickedly, lowered my head, and took one of Xiaoyan's delicate feet in my mouth, licking it. I've found that kissing and smelling a pair of soft, fleshy feet with a faint, slightly sour, fleshy scent excites me greatly, making me more aroused and able to last longer. Perhaps this is why foot fetishists enjoy handling and licking women's feet during sex.

I put on a condom, and the rubber ring gripped the base of my penis about an inch deep, making me very uncomfortable. The tips of Xiaoyan's stockings, covering her jade-like toes, were already soaked with my saliva, their delicate fragrance permeating my heart and making my already erect penis, which was already wearing a condom, swell even more...

"Xiaoyan, today I'm going to open up your third hole too. I want you to belong to me from beginning to end."

As I spoke, I lifted Xiaoyan's legs with my arms, raising her buttocks high, her anus completely exposed to my condom-covered, throbbing penis, utterly defenseless...

Ever since the first time I inserted my finger into Xiaoyan's anus, intentionally or unintentionally, I've always had a question: is Xiaoyan's anus no longer that of a virgin? Because I always feel that when my finger is thrusting in and out of her anus, her expression and moans become more intoxicated, as if she really enjoys the feeling of a foreign object being inserted into another fleshly hole in her body.

"Big bad wolf, big bastard, is there any part of my body you haven't violated?"

Xiaoyan's tone didn't object; instead, it held a hint of anticipation. She knew my weakness and began rubbing the arch of her foot, which I was currently kissing and licking, against my mouth, accepting my tongue licking the sole of her foot. Her other foot was already tightly hooked around my neck. As expected of someone who had trained in dance, her flexibility was truly remarkable. In this position, Xiaoyan's vulva and anus were completely facing the ceiling. I squatted between her legs, my thick penis aimed at her still-dripping vulva and her pink anus.

"There's more, let me think..."

I scratched my head, pretending to think, while my right hand already guided my penis, effortlessly thrusting it into her soaking wet vulva. Although there was lubricant on the condom, I felt I should apply a layer of her vaginal fluid to the condom to make it easier to penetrate her other hole.

"Anything else? Hmph... uh... big bad wolf, you just... just... bully me!"

Xiaoyan's face lit up with pleasure again. She really enjoyed the pleasure that sex brought her; she was naturally a little slutty. "Oh...uh...uh...husband, faster...harder, fuck me, fuck me to death!"

Xiaoyan screamed, watching me straddle her and thrusting wildly into her, her moans encouraging me. "Does she want me to be even more violent? Does Xiaoyan really have a masochistic tendency?"

I mustered all my strength, holding her ankles with both hands, squatting down and focusing all my power on my penis, attacking her vagina, which was glistening with white fluid and overflowing with lustful juices. This was the first time I had used this position, and the visual stimulation was unparalleled. Watching my thick, black penis, still wearing a condom, forcefully thrust in and out of Xiaoyan's wet, pink flesh, the rapid "plop plop" sounds of thrusting filled my ears, along with Xiaoyan's slightly hoarse moans—it was truly the most wonderful auditory and visual experience.

“You stinky man…bad husband…ah…uh…you’re inside me, ooh…ooh…uh…so good…you stinky man, you stinky dick!”

Xiaoyan unconsciously uttered vulgarities, and at this moment, nothing could be more pleasant than her cursing.

“Slut! You dare curse me, I’ll fuck you to death! I’ll fuck you to death, you shameless slut, I’ll fuck you to death, you whore!”

I still couldn’t get over Xiaoyan’s video embroidery, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it outright. I could only vent my dissatisfaction through such language. Xiaoyan would never know that I had discovered what she was doing in the chat room if I uttered these words at this moment.

“Slap…slap…slap!”

The sounds of flesh colliding continued, sometimes tight, sometimes slow. I had mastered the rhythm of making love with Xiaoyan and her preferences. I couldn’t just ruthlessly and forcefully thrust every time. Instead, I should use a rhythm that was sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, sometimes strong and sometimes gentle, according to the degree and frequency of her vaginal contractions.

Sure enough, after a dozen or so slow and rapid rounds, Xiaoyan's vaginal walls suddenly contracted, and her clitoris at the top of her vaginal opening had turned completely red and hard; I could almost see the small, erect red flesh trembling slightly.

After a long gasp, Xiaoyan's body shuddered violently a few times. "Uh... um... um... husband... you stinky man, you stinky man, I... I need to pee..."

Xiaoyan moaned, her legs rising higher with my push. "Pee, you slut, you whore, pee it out, pee it for your husband to see!"

I whispered.

Xiaoyan really does lose control of her bladder when she reaches the peak of orgasm, and I've seen this happen three or four times before, but I've never seen it in this position. I really wanted to see how the urine would spray out of Xiaoyan's urethra, which was tilted back towards the sky.

"Pervert...perverted stinky man!"

Xiaoyan's face was flushed, a little shy, but mostly excited. Seeing the rosy glow on her face and the seductive look in her eyes, I lowered my body, thrusting my entire penis into Xiaoyan's trembling, contracting vagina, continuing to apply pressure to her lower abdomen.

"Ah...stinky man...stinky man!"

Amid Xiaoyan's coquettish moans, I felt a warm, wet sensation on my lower abdomen. I quickly pulled out half of my penis, staring intently at Xiaoyan's vulva, which was covered in vaginal fluid and semen.

Sure enough, Xiaoyan had urinated. Hot urine gushed out like a fountain from the urethra below her clitoris, shooting onto my lower abdomen, splashing...splashing onto my legs, my body, and more flowing down our point of contact down her body.

"Ah...so embarrassing! Stinky man!"

Xiaoyan covered her face, lying on her back on the bed, ignoring the urine flowing down her lower abdomen towards her mounds of breasts. But I saw her alluring eyes peeking through her fingers, staring at the point where our bellies met, staring at the rapidly gushing jet of water hitting my lower abdomen...

Xiaoyan's urine was wet and warm, smelly, and had a faint ammonia odor, but at that moment Xiaoyan and I didn't care about any of that; we were both immersed in this lewd and wanton state.

I felt the pressure of my penis inside Xiaoyan's vagina increasing, a strong squeezing sensation that even made my penis feel a little painful. I could feel the walls of Xiaoyan's vagina contracting and convulsing rapidly. Xiaoyan's body trembled, and my scalp tingled. Xiaoyan was making "humming" sounds, I couldn't understand what she was humming. Her ankles, which I was holding, were stiff and hard, the backs of her feet were tightly tense, and her ten delicate and sexy toes were tightly pressed together, forming two sexy indentations on the soles of her feet. She released her hands from her face, her face flushed, and her eyes were even rolling back...

I was startled. What was wrong with Xiaoyan? Had something happened?

I quickly pulled my penis out of her tight vagina. I heard Xiaoyan let out a "uh" and then make two "hmm hmm hmm" sounds. Suddenly, a stream of clear liquid shot out from her vagina. The liquid sprayed high and fast, hitting my chest and even some of it on my face... It was warm, clear, but not sticky.

Xiao Yan squirted?

This was the first time I'd ever truly witnessed a woman squirting. I'd watched countless pornographic films, but I always thought the so-called squirting in those films was just urination. But the liquid spraying from a woman's vagina, in such a large quantity and so fast—I couldn't think of anything else but squirting.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the liquid that had spurted from Xiao Yan's vulva that had splashed onto the corner of my mouth. It was faint, tasteless, but had a faint, slightly sour, musky smell from Xiao Yan's genitals. Xiao Yan really had squirted…

Xiao Yan's body trembled a few times, and finally, a groan escaped her throat, "Big Bad Wolf… I… what happened to me? So… so good, so amazing… my whole body is weak… you've killed me!"

Seeing that Xiao Yan was alright, and understanding that it was just her squirting, I felt a huge weight lifted from my shoulders and turned my attention to carefully observe Xiao Yan's vulva.

This is the vulva after a woman has truly orgasmed. The two pinkish-brown labia majora are hardened due to engorgement, spread out on both sides of the vulva. The labia minora are red and trembling slightly open, revealing the tender pink vaginal flesh writhing inside. The white fluid that had previously filled Xiaoyan's vulva due to friction has been completely washed away by her urine and squirting, leaving her labia wet and glistening.

"You squirted..."

I said, leaning down to sniff Xiaoyan's vulva. The ammonia smell of urine mixed with the pungent smell of squirting was incredibly arousing.

"Squirted? What? I just peed..."

Xiaoyan sensed my unusual behavior, opened her eyes, and exclaimed, "So dirty... You... You're really... really perverted!"

I looked at my accomplishment, at the vulva I had brought to squirt, feeling a great sense of achievement. Without hesitation, I stuck out my tongue and slipped it into the crevice of her labia minora, licking the still-wriggling tender flesh…

My penis was still hard and slightly numb, but I really didn't feel like ejaculating. I didn't know what was wrong. I had experienced this before when masturbating; my penis would be rock hard, but no matter how much I stroked and rubbed it, I just couldn't ejaculate.

Xiaoyan had regained some strength, and she wrapped her arms tightly around my body, twisting and turning her body against mine. We were both covered in the fluids Xiaoyan had sprayed out during her orgasm, but we didn't care at all, just embracing passionately. We were kissing, and she could taste the smell of her urine and vaginal fluid on my nose and mouth. She said it was disgusting, but from the movements of her mouth and tongue, I could tell that she didn't find it disgusting.

Xiaoyan, her thighs clad in stockings, gripped my still hard, erect, and hot penis, panting as she said, "Honey... you're so strong today, I'm so turned on, and you're still so hard, you haven't come yet! Do you want me to help you with my mouth?"

She stuck out her tongue and licked my nose, her tongue still coated with the bodily fluids I'd just wiped from her vagina, a musky smell mixed with the fragrance of her breath, making my penis, already between her thighs, even harder.

"No, I want to fuck your ass!"

I took her tongue into my mouth, sucking hard, pushing it to its limit, almost the entire tongue of Xiaoyan's tongue was bitten and sucked into my mouth. As I spoke, I reached into her wet, sticky buttocks, teasing her anus.

"You're bad... you're bad!"

Xiaoyan tried to exhale through her nose, puffing out hot breath, raising her right leg high so my fingers could easily scratch and probe her anus.

I pulled Xiaoyan to the edge of the bed, sticking her legs up high so her genitals were also raised, making her vulva and anus completely exposed for easy penetration.

"Big Bad Wolf, why are you so eager to fuck my ass today? Didn't you say you didn't like this?"

Xiaoyan forcefully spread her buttocks, her pinkish-brown anus covered in the vaginal fluid from my penetration and the mucus from her rectum, but it was clean.

"I don't know, I just want to fuck your ass today. Not liking it before is a thing of the past, but today I really want to."

I didn't reveal the real reason; this was revenge. But judging from her reaction, she wasn't averse to anal sex at all. I believed her ex-boyfriends must have fucked her anally, but how could a woman who didn't even know the word "deep throat" accept anal sex? I was puzzled, but I didn't ask her. I just wanted to completely conquer her and then slowly uncover what kind of person she really was. Xiaoyan felt incredibly mysterious to me right now.

"Aren't you surprised that I'm willing to suck your ass?"

Xiaoyan suddenly asked me, just as I was rubbing the head of my condom-covered penis against her anus.

"Strange, but I don't want to ask, I just want to fuck!"

My scalp tingled. Could Xiaoyan really read my mind? "Okay, since you asked, I'll ask. Why are you willing to suck my ass, you slut?"

"Because I'm slutty, because I'm a slutty woman with a big dick and a big bad wolf, hee hee..."

Xiaoyan seemed to answer me, but I didn't get the answer I wanted at all.

"Is that so? I knew you were a slut, I want to fuck every hole in your body, fuck them all until they're raw!"

I said, straining my lower abdomen, my firm and elastic glans pressing tightly against Xiaoyan's anus through the thin rubber.

"Mmm...husband...be gentle, you're too big..."

Xiaoyan used her hands to forcefully spread her legs, relaxing the muscles of her anus.

"You're quite experienced, haven't you done anal sex before?" (

Chapter 12, May 18th)

My penis slowly entered her anus. Xiaoyan's anus wasn't as tight as I'd imagined. I felt my intuition was right; her anus wasn't that of a virgin.

"Uh... you stinky man, what do you mean 'experienced'... you're the one who's experienced! I've only done it twice before. Ah... it hurts, be gentle."

Xiaoyan's face was filled with anticipation and unease, seemingly very uncomfortable. But I could already feel her rectum wriggling, adapting to the stimulation my penis was giving her.

"I don't believe you. Let me tell you, this is my first time fucking a woman's ass, but you seem to have been fucked more than once or twice, right?"

Saying this, I put all my strength into it and slowly pushed into Xiaoyan's anus.

"Ah... um... really only twice... my ex-boyfriend was a pervert too! Just like you, a pervert too. Ah... so sore... ah... husband, be gentle... you stinky man, I'm going to die..."

Xiaoyan moaned, her hands tightly spreading her buttocks, my penis already fully inserted into her anus.

I dared not move. I felt the peristalsis inside Xiaoyan's rectum becoming increasingly rapid, giving me a sensation even more pleasurable than when I was penetrating her vagina. I saw her vulva slowly secreting vaginal fluid, which dripped down onto my lower abdomen as I pressed against her buttocks.

"I don't believe you! I suspect your ass has already been ruined by your perverted ex-boyfriend, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to penetrate you so easily!"

My jealousy flared. The video of Xiu last night had already infuriated me, and now knowing that Xiaoyan's ex-boyfriend had even penetrated her anus, my mind went blank, and I began to thrust.

"No...no, I only let you ruin it, he only played with it twice, ah...husband...ah...slow down, you're too big!"

Xiaoyan's legs flailed in the air, her face filled with pain, yet mixed with a look of intense satisfaction.

"I don't believe you! I don't believe you!"

I roared, and began to thrust wildly.

Anal sex is actually really pleasurable. If it weren't for the fact that it's a place for excretion, I think I would have tried it a long time ago. The tightness and pleasure are similar to vaginal sex, but there's a different kind of stimulation in that similarity. Maybe it's psychological, or maybe it's sensory stimulation. I leaned down and held Xiaoyan's buttocks, thrusting down hard each time as if I were piercing her halfway.

"Really...uh...so good, really...really only twice...from now on, I'll only let you fuck me, my whole body, you can fuck me however you want...uh...so good..."

Xiaoyan moaned even more lewdly than when we were having vaginal sex under my hard thrusts, "I'm going to die...I'm going to die..."

"You understand so much after only two times? I can penetrate you so easily after only two times?"

I gritted my teeth. This was the first time I had talked to Xiaoyan about her previous boyfriend.

"Wow...wow...really twice...I just felt really good, so sometimes when I...I touched myself, I did it too...ah...husband...Xiaoyan feels so good..."

Xiaoyan looked up at me, watching me squatting under the bed like a demon, my thick cock thrusting rapidly in and out of her anus.

"What did you use to do it yourself?"

Hearing Xiaoyan's words, I felt a surge of excitement.

"At first, I used my fingers, then...then I used a cucumber...ah...you're so much better than a cucumber, fuck me to death, fuck me to death! Fuck this slut to death!"

"Isn't there anything else?"

Xiaoyan's vaginal fluid increased, flowing onto my cock as I fucked her anus, mixing with the mucus secreted from her rectum, making the thrusting smoother and smoother. The folds in her rectum were more numerous and denser than in her vagina, gripping me intensely.

"No...no more. From now on, it'll only be my husband's big cock, his big dick fucking me..."

Xiaoyan stretched her neck, not afraid of being heard in the hotel hallway or next door, moaning loudly.

"Squeak...squeak...squeak..."

Xiaoyan's anus made a grinding sound as I thrust in and out. I really wanted to ask Xiaoyan if she had a red dildo with rollers, but I just couldn't bring myself to ask. I was already satisfied with how honest Xiaoyan had been; why press her for more information? Besides, I could remotely monitor her computer, and I knew I would discover more of Xiaoyan's secrets. But I'd take it slow; it was part of the fun.

Xiaoyan's anus was truly another sensitive spot for her. The expression of pleasure on her face when she was being pleasured was slightly different from when she was being penetrated vaginally. There was a mixture of pain and indescribable pleasure, but I could feel that her pleasure greatly suppressed the slight discomfort.

Xiaoyan's labia majora trembled with each thrust of my penis in and out of her anus. I saw several times when a few drops of urine gushed from Xiaoyan's urethra, very little, but that was when Xiaoyan reached the peak of her orgasm.

It seemed that Xiaoyan's anus was far more sensitive than her vagina, which was probably why she repeatedly guided me to insert my fingers into her anus, hinting that she wanted me to manipulate it.

The tightness and pressure of her rectum were much stronger than her vagina. In just ten minutes, I felt my penis starting to heat up and go numb, and her rectum was constantly squeezing and writhing, every inch of the rectal wall desperately squeezing my glans. This feeling was very similar to my first time having sex, but the first time I only lasted less than two minutes before I ejaculated. Now I'm a seasoned veteran in bed, but that tingling and tightness still made me grit my teeth and hold back from ejaculating. I felt a chill slowly creeping down my spine, and I knew I was about to climax too.

Xiaoyan was like she was possessed, her hands holding her legs, her long legs in stockings raised high in the air, swinging them violently, and the moans emanating from her mouth were almost like cries.

"Waaah...waaah...fuck me to death...waaah...uh...you stinky man...you stinky...you're making me feel like I'm flying...you heartless stinky man! Fuck me to death...ah..."

Hearing Xiaoyan's sobbing moans, I took a deep breath, gripping Xiaoyan's ankles with both hands and pushing forward. I pressed my upper body down with all my might, thrusting hard into Xiaoyan's anus more than a dozen times. The condom-covered glans seemed to touch something, but I didn't care. I just wanted to push Xiaoyan to the climax of this sexual encounter before I was exhausted. I wanted to completely conquer her and show my power in both of her holes.

"Ah...ahhh...ah...uh...waaah...you stinky...you've pierced...pierced me!"

Xiaoyan moaned loudly. Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat from the intense pleasure. Her mouth was open, emitting moans that were almost sobbing from extreme excitement.

"I'm coming again... I peed again..."

Xiaoyan trembled all over, her legs tense, and a stream of urine spurted from her urethra, a small amount, very clear... Xiaoyan reached another climax during this sexual encounter.

I was drenched in sweat, and released Xiaoyan's ankle with my right hand. Xiaoyan groaned, and her left leg drooped limply, resting on my waist. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, reached for my penis with my right hand, gripped the base, and pulled back. My penis, sticky with the mucus from Xiaoyan's rectum, was pulled out from her anus, which I had already stretched into a circle.

A fishy, foul smell filled the air. I sniffed; after all, the anus is where one defecates, so some odor is normal.

Sweat trickled down my back. I removed the condom from my penis. Xiaoyan was completely dazed, lying on her back on the bed, on the sheets soaked with her gushing urine and dampness from her orgasm. Her two tender breasts glowed a seductive pink, her nipples erect in their areolas, her cheeks flushed, her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly… Everything indicated that she had reached her climax, while I was just one step away.

I gripped the shaft of my penis; it was so hot, so very hot. The ridges of my penis were visible beneath the foreskin. I pulled Xiaoyan's right leg, which was still raised in the air, into my arms, licking and kissing her calf and arch, while rapidly stroking my penis, which was nearing its peak.

After only a few thrusts, thick semen, reeking of hydrogen peroxide, gushed from my already swollen, purple glans, landing on Xiaoyan's breasts, chin, and face…

I took the afternoon off from work, extended the room stay, but I was too exhausted to continue our encounter with Xiaoyan. We lay naked on the bed, watching TV and whispering sweet nothings.

When we checked out, we explained that I had spilled a glass of water, causing the wet stains on the sheets, but we couldn't explain the pungent smell. The receptionist gave Xiaoyan and me strange looks, while another receptionist smirked.

I glanced around; Xiaoyan and I were both dressed appropriately, nothing out of the ordinary. I knew what they were laughing at; the cleaning staff would call much faster than we got to the front desk. I didn't bother explaining, and offered a 50 yuan cleaning fee when settling the bill. After all, it was our fault, and it was better to avoid trouble.

Xiaoyan and I had dinner at KFC, walking hand-in-hand down the bustling commercial street. Looking at Xiaoyan beside me, her complexion getting better and better, her appearance pure yet her inner fiery and sultry, I no longer cared about her performances in the chat room. She didn't show her face, just displayed her sexy and hot body, which wasn't really outrageous. I thought Xiaoyan must be very proud of something so beautiful and enjoy showing it off.

I used to read erotic stories that women who had undergone anal sex would walk awkwardly, but this time I deliberately observed her closely, and Xiaoyan didn't walk awkwardly at all. I remembered Xiaoyan saying that she often masturbated by stimulating herself or even using a cucumber to penetrate her anus, so she was probably used to it.

"Hey, Xiaoyan, long time no see! Shopping with your husband?"

A melodious voice rang in my ears amidst the bustling street. Xiaoyan and I stopped and looked towards the source of the voice.

A girl with big, smiling eyes looked at Xiaoyan, brushed aside a handsome boy beside her, and ran over, grabbing Xiaoyan's left hand and shaking it. "Is this your boyfriend?"

she asked, smiling at me.

"Bingbing, are you shopping with your boyfriend too? Yes, this is my boyfriend, his name is Anfeng."

Xiaoyan introduced me, her face flushed. I nodded to Bingbing and said "Hi."

"Hehe... I didn't realize your boyfriend was so handsome. Where are you from?"

Bingbing was cheerful and her laughter was adorable. But the look in her eyes when she turned to look at me seemed cold and arrogant.

"We just finished eating KFC, and we're planning to do some shopping before heading home."

Xiaoyan held my right hand tightly, her grip trembling slightly.

"Going back to do bad things? Haha..."

Bingbing joked without restraint. I could tell that Xiaoyan and Bingbing had a good relationship, at least they used to be.

Although I had never heard Xiaoyan mention this girl named Bingbing, I could sense that Xiaoyan and Bingbing were very close friends.

"Tch, don't talk nonsense. You came out with Abao?"

Xiaoyan said, greeting the handsome boy who had already walked over.

"Yeah, Abao is my current boyfriend, hehe..."

Bingbing hugged the boy, swaying sweetly.

"Hehe, we haven't been in touch for a long time. I didn't even know you had a new boyfriend."

Xiaoyan held my hand and snuggled up to me.

"You still say that? You've forgotten about your best friend since you found a new boyfriend. Humph! Come here, let me interrogate you!"

With that, Bingbing pulled Xiaoyan's hand away from mine.

I've seen a lot of girls bickering, so I just let her be.

Standing to the side with the boy named Abao, we chatted idly. Occasionally, we'd see Xiaoyan and Bingbing laughing and joking in the distance, glancing over at us with a mischievous yet thoughtful look in their eyes.

"You're Xiaoyan's boyfriend? When did you get together?"

Abao offered me a cigarette.

"Yeah, almost two months. You two knew each other a long time ago?"

I lit the cigarette and exhaled the smoke.

"Yes, Xiaoyan and Bingbing went to the same school as me. They were in the same class, and I was a year ahead of them,"

Abao said with a smile.

"Oh, what school?"

To my shame, after dating Xiaoyan for almost two months, I didn't even know what school she graduated from.

"An electronics vocational school, near the Party School. Didn't you know? Didn't Xiaoyan tell you?"

Abao seemed genuinely surprised.

"Oh, I know that school, but I never asked her about it before. Now I know, haha… I'm such an embarrassing boyfriend, not even knowing what school my girlfriend went to."

I laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Hehe, it's nothing. You'll learn more as you go."

"Yeah."

I nodded. It seemed my focus on Xiaoyan was all about her sex appeal, stockings, and feet; I hadn't really bothered to learn about her past. I was such a bad boyfriend.

"Don't ask so many questions. I'll tell you later."

Xiaoyan's voice seemed to have risen considerably; I could hear her from ten meters away in the noisy street.

I was surprised and turned to look at Xiaoyan and Bingbing. Xiaoyan looked somewhat resentful, and Bingbing seemed a little awkward as she looked at us.

I quickly walked over and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you upset?"

"Nothing, it's Bingbing. She's always making silly jokes!"

Xiaoyan looked flustered. She glanced at Bingbing, then turned back to hold my hand. I could feel her hand trembling slightly; it was cold.

"Hehe, I asked if you two had just done something naughty, and Xiaoyan got angry."

Bingbing also looked flustered, but her face completely returned to its cheerful and cute expression as soon as she spoke.

"Ignore her, she's a female pervert!"

Xiaoyan shook my hand and said, "Let's go, let her and Abao continue wandering around, they have errands to run later."

"errands? What errands could they run tonight?"

I asked, knowing exactly what it was as soon as the words left my mouth, and my face flushed slightly. "Hehe... I understand, I understand. Then we won't bother you anymore. Xiaoyan and I will wander around a bit more and then take her home. You two enjoy your shopping, and have a smooth run!"

I chuckled, and couldn't help but scrutinize the girl named Bingbing under the bright lights of the shopping street.

She looked to be in her early twenties, just like Xiaoyan, but to be honest, she was much prettier than Xiaoyan. Her skin was very good, and her long hair was tied in a ponytail that swayed with her movements. She had big eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips that always seemed to be smiling, but there was a hint of cold arrogance in her eyes. She was wearing a uniform from a telecommunications company: a blue and white striped shirt under a blue vest, and a knee-length pencil skirt. Her beautiful legs were clad in flesh-colored stockings, but she wasn't wearing heels, just a pair of flat black casual shoes with straps.

She seemed to be about the same height as Xiaoyan, but more delicate and well-proportioned. However, I thought Xiaoyan's legs were more beautiful and longer.

"Tch! You two are always doing things together!"

Bingbing rolled her eyes at me, then whispered something in Xiaoyan's ear. Xiaoyan nodded and said, "Yeah, I'll call you tomorrow. Okay, I won't disturb your romance with Abao. Anfeng and I are leaving."

"Okay, we'll talk on the phone tomorrow. Bye!"

Bingbing pinched Xiaoyan's waist, giggled, jumped back to Abao's side, took his arm, waved to us, and left.

"What do you think of Bingbing? Isn't she pretty?"

Xiaoyan looked at Bingbing and Abao's departing figures and asked me. I quickly averted my gaze from Bingbing's back, put my arm around Xiaoyan's shoulder, and said, "Would you lie to me if I asked you to tell the truth?"

"Of course I'd tell the truth! Humph... Look at the way you stare at Bingbing, like you want to eat her alive. You must think she's much prettier than me, right?"

She kicked my shin as she spoke.

"No way, she's the first friend I've ever met, of course I have to look closely. To be honest, her eyes are prettier than yours, but her figure is nowhere near as good."

I hugged Xiaoyan tighter and whispered in her ear, "Her legs aren't as pretty as yours, and her feet definitely aren't as pretty as yours either, hehe..."

"Pervert, all you know is legs and feet. Can you even tell if her feet are pretty or not when she's wearing shoes?"

"Just guessing, but if her legs aren't as pretty as yours, then her feet are even less so."

I kissed Xiaoyan on the cheek and complimented her.

"You guessed wrong, Bingbing's feet are very pretty, very beautiful. Hehe..."

Xiaoyan seemed quite pleased with my flattery and reached out to slap me. "When did Bingbing get back together

with Abao? It's so strange." "She's back now, isn't she? You two haven't been in touch for a long time, right? Maybe Bingbing was lonely and wanted a man, so she found Abao to be her boyfriend. Abao doesn't look bad either, and he and Bingbing are quite a good match."

"It's just strange! You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Okay, let's not talk about them anymore."

Xiaoyan took my arm and we continued our stroll.

"Bingbing used to be my roommate, and we were best friends."

"Oh, so she's a close friend. Why haven't you been in touch for so long?"

"Not for very long, about three months. She said she was going out of town to clear her head a bit, but she hasn't contacted me since she came back. I didn't even know she started working at the telecom company."

"Clear her head? What kind of clear her head?"

I asked Xiaoyan, curious.

"Isn't it just those relationship issues?"

Xiaoyan lowered her head thoughtfully.

"What kind of issues?"

I was really curious.

"Ugh, so annoying! Why are you so concerned about Bingbing? You're interested in her because she's pretty, aren't you?"

Xiaoyan scolded, rolling her eyes at me.

"No, I was just curious. Besides, she's not my type. First of all, her legs aren't as pretty as yours. I dare say, she's not as wild in bed as you. I like someone like you."

"Pervert! Wild? What wild? It's all your fault! You big bad wolf! Bingbing is also..." Xiaoyan

suddenly stopped, "I'm not saying it anymore, I'm not saying it anymore. We'll never talk about this again!"

"Oh, okay, okay, I won't say it. You brought it up first. I don't even know her..."

I saw that Xiaoyan was a little annoyed, so I quickly changed the subject.

But I was

really curious about Xiaoyan's "Bingbing is also..." What is she also? Wild? Wild too? How does Xiaoyan know that Bingbing is wild too? But then I thought, since they were in the same dormitory when they were in school, they must have talked about this topic when they chatted in the dormitory. Besides, Xiaoyan and Bingbing are best friends, so it's normal for them to know each other. When Xiaoyan and Bingbing met and chatted earlier, they didn't hold back at all. They must have often talked about this topic before.

Curious as I was, I was too embarrassed to bring it up again, but Bingbing's somewhat aloof gaze and fair skin left a deep impression on me.

However, Bingbing's aloofness seemed to be quite warm towards Xiaoyan, her eyes filled with warmth, while she appeared aloof towards me, perhaps because we weren't familiar with each other yet. I didn't think much of it, but I always felt that Bingbing's aloof temperament was quite intriguing.

After taking Xiaoyan home, I went straight home. I was indeed a bit tired in the afternoon, so I didn't take a nap. After showering, I went to bed with nothing else to do.

I didn't see Xiaoyan the next day. She said she had made plans to meet up with Bingbing, neither of them bringing their boyfriends, to relive the life of best friends from their school days. Of course, I had no reason to object.

Over the next few days, after meeting up with Xiaoyan and doing what we needed to do, we went our separate ways home. During these few days, chatting with Xiaoyan, I gradually learned about her past. She and Bingbing were classmates in the computer secretarial class at an electronics vocational school, graduating two years ago. She and Bingbing were very close. All six girls in her dorm got along well, but only Bingbing became Xiaoyan's best friend and confidante. According to Xiaoyan, Abao had pursued Bingbing in school, but Bingbing rejected him, which is why she couldn't understand how they ended up together.

But when I asked her more pressing questions, like whether her first boyfriend was also someone she met in vocational school, she absolutely refused to answer. If I pressed her too hard, she would even get angry, which left me feeling helpless, but I didn't want to press her further. I had to investigate myself. I planted a Trojan horse on Xiaoyan's computer, thinking I might find some clues there to learn more about her past.

After our date, I spent most of my time chatting with Xiaoyan online, secretly spying on her computer. She hadn't visited that video website in the past two days; her browsing history showed her mostly watching TV shows and movies with a well-known domestic online video player.

It seemed Xiaoyan wasn't a regular in that chat room, which greatly relieved me. These past few days, I've often seen Xiaoyan chatting happily on QQ with a female account called "Ruoji Ruoli" (meaning "neither here nor there"), but I can't access their chat history because it requires Xiaoyan's QQ password.

Through casual conversations, I've gradually figured out that "Ruoji Ruoli" is actually Bingbing, so I have even less reason to snoop on their chat history. I must guarantee Xiaoyan's freedom; as long as she doesn't do anything to betray me, I don't care about anything else, especially since that person is her best friend.

In Chapter 13

, I changed direction and started slowly searching through Xiaoyan's computer hard drive for files she had saved, hoping to learn more about her.

Xiaoyan doesn't seem to know much about computers; the files are scattered. Even many ".dll" files generated by installation programs

are scattered across the system drive, and the D and E drives are even more disorganized, each with dozens of folders, including video files, MP3 files, and so on—it's making my head spin.

But the F drive only contained the two folders I'd seen before. She'd shown them to me before: one was two videos she'd filmed with her handheld camera during our sex time, and the other was a collection of selfies of her in various outfits. Since I was basically spying, I decided to carefully and slowly appreciate her selfies and the videos she'd filmed of us having sex. If they were good, I could secretly move them over and save them for later private viewing.

Xiaoyan was watching a TV series, only occasionally sending me a few words to chat, while I, of course, went to Xiaoyan's computer to open the F drive and look for photos or videos that interested me.

The videos were still the same two clips Xiaoyan's handheld camera had filmed of us having sex before—nothing special. The videos mostly showed my face, her waist and legs, and my penis thrusting in and out of her wet vagina. Xiaoyan's face never appeared. I had no interest in these kinds of videos, even though I was the male protagonist.

The photos didn't seem to have many highlights; most were everyday selfies taken by Xiaoyan with her phone. Occasionally, there would be photos of her posing seductively in her room wearing lingerie and stockings, looking quite alluring. I was delighted and transferred all those sexy lingerie and stockings photos to my computer.

There didn't seem to be anything else to look at on my F drive, so I turned to the other two drives.

The D drive was mostly filled with MP3s Xiaoyan downloaded and cache files from various online video players. I shook my head. Is it true that most girls don't know much about computers? Storing files like this doesn't necessarily harm the system, but it's incredibly inconvenient to find them.

The E drive was similar, with some downloaded movies, and of course, some pornographic films. When I first met Xiaoyan, she seemed quite innocent; I never imagined she'd secretly download pornographic movies online. I remember the first time I asked her out, she accidentally saw the pornographic films on my phone. Her face turned red, but she looked very uncomfortable. Haha, so she was just pretending to be innocent.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. I'd known Xiaoyan for quite a while. Even if I hadn't used underhanded means to find out about her experience performing in video chat rooms, her behavior and the impression she gave me during sex didn't match her seemingly innocent image. To be precise, she was a completely repressed slut.

The movies on my E drive were all very explicit. I opened them one by one with a media player and quickly browsed them using the progress bar. After all, this kind of remote viewing consumes a lot of network resources.

"I don't know what's wrong, the TV series is so choppy tonight, it keeps buffering, it's so annoying!"

Xiaoyan typed.

"Me too, it's probably a problem with the telecom company."

Actually, I knew it was because I was browsing and watching the video files on Xiaoyan's E drive that was causing the network slowdown on her end, but I could only blame it on the telecom company.

"What are you watching?"

"I'm watching movies, some porn I downloaded before, hehe... The network speed is too slow to watch online, so I'm watching porn to kill time."

I replied to her, I wasn't lying to her. But the movies I was watching weren't downloaded by me, they were from Xiaoyan's computer.

"Pervert, haven't you had enough fun today? You're still watching these even after you get home!"

Xiaoyan was referring to our passionate encounter in the internet cafe room before I went home. During this period, I had passionate encounters with Xiaoyan almost every night, but going to a hotel room every time was too expensive, so we would try the pleasure of sex in different places.

"Hehe... How can I get enough of you when you're so tempting? The main problem is the slow internet, and there's nothing else to watch on my computer, so I'm just looking at these things I downloaded before." "

You pervert, you creepy wolf! It's stuck, I'm going to take a shower... You can watch slowly... Be careful, if you watch too much of this you won't be able to relieve your pent-up desire tonight."

Xiaoyan joked.

"I'll just call you later to help me relieve my pent-up desire... hehe..."

"No, I'll let you suffocate! I'm going to take a shower, we'll talk

later..." Xiaoyan sent a funny pouting emoji and went to take a shower.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quickly opened all her video files one by one, browsing them rapidly with the progress bar. They were all Japanese pornographic films, with similar plots, but each actress was wearing stockings while being manipulated by male actors. No wonder Xiaoyan likes wearing stockings so much and caters to my tastes; it turns out she's always had this hobby.

It turns out her preference wasn't because of me; maybe it was innate…

There weren't many movies, only about thirty. I could guess the content after watching the beginnings. Most were uncensored films from the Tore and Tiger series, with a few censored "Work" series films. I believe those who frequently watch Japanese uniform series know this is a dedicated stocking and uniform series. I didn't expect Xiaoyan to watch these kinds of films; I thought she only watched uncensored, hardcore porn.

I've seen countless similar pornographic films from these series before; aside from the different female characters, the plots are almost identical.

I turned off the video player and started searching for files on her E drive that interested me more, including opening and browsing txt and word files. They were mostly online novels, mostly romance.

"You're back. I wonder if it's still buffering… Didn't you go take a shower?"

Xiaoyan returned to the computer.

"I showered as soon as I got back. I was all sweaty, it was uncomfortable not to shower. Unlike you, you're all sweaty and sticky and you don't even shower before going online."

"You have the nerve to say that? It's all your fault!"

Xiaoyan sent an angry emoji.

"Hehe, does Xiaoyan want to smell my sweat and cum a little longer?"

"Pervert! No way. The water was low, I couldn't reach the water heater."

A blood-dripping knife appeared in the chat box along with those words.

"Oh, I thought you wanted to leave my semen on you for a little longer. Hehe..."

"Hmph! If you say that again, I won't talk to you anymore! Pervert... perverted big bad wolf!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, be good... don't get angry."

"Huh, it's not lagging anymore, looks like the telecom is fine. I'll continue watching TV, what about you? Still watching those things?"

Xiaoyan had already continued playing her TV series as soon as she sat back down at the computer. Of course, I had already closed my video player and stopped watching the videos on Xiaoyan's computer, so the network was back to normal.

"Oh, really? I'll watch a movie too, we can chat later... You watch slowly, I'm going to the bathroom."

I knew Xiaoyan didn't usually like to chat while watching TV, so I took this opportunity to go to the bathroom to relieve myself.

While urinating, holding my slightly swollen penis, it suddenly dawned on me: all the other drives on Xiaoyan's computer were so messy, but why was her F drive unusually clean and tidy? Based on Xiaoyan's computer usage habits, she shouldn't only have two folders on her F drive; it should be quite cluttered. "Does she have some hidden folder on her F drive?"

My heart skipped a beat.

Back at the computer, I greeted Xiaoyan, saying, "What are you doing? Still watching TV?"

"Yeah, it's not buffering now, I'll watch an episode or two and then go to sleep. What about you?"

"Since it's not buffering, I'll find some American dramas to watch, like the latest two episodes of 'The Walking Dead.'"

I was actually watching "The Walking Dead," but Xiaoyan had absolutely no interest in it, always saying it was too disgusting and scary.

"Looking at that again? I'll scare you to death tonight and keep you awake!"

"It's not scary. If you're scared to death, you won't have a husband anymore...hehe..."

"It would be best if you were scared to death, I'll find someone else. Humph..."

"You dare! If you find someone, I'll turn into those zombies and come after you if I'm scared to death!"

I knew Xiaoyan was terrified of zombies, so I was trying to scare her.

"You're a pervert, trying to scare me to death? I'm not talking to you about this, you're crazy!"

Xiaoyan was indeed very scared.

"Okay, okay, I won't scare you anymore, but you're not allowed to say these things again, understand?"

I sent an apologetic emoji. I didn't want to really scare Xiaoyan. "If you're really scared, come out, I'll keep you company."

"I don't need you to keep me company, you bad guy, you'll scare me and then try to take advantage of me. Don't even think about it!"

"Okay, okay...I'm really sorry. I won't say these things to scare you anymore."

I could feel that Xiaoyan was really scared. Women seem to be naturally afraid of ghosts and zombies, so I quickly tried to appease her.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm watching TV! You perverted man!"

Xiaoyan sent a grinning emoji to vent her dissatisfaction with my joke, "Okay, I'm not angry anymore. You have to buy me breakfast tomorrow to appease me! I want radish cake and rice noodle rolls. You know what time I go to work, right?"

"Okay! Tomorrow morning I'll sneak out to buy breakfast at the lottery shop to appease you. I know what flavors you like. Hehe..."

"That's my good husband! *kiss*..."

Xiaoyan sent a flying kiss emoji, "Okay, I'll say goodnight to you later! I'm going back to watching TV."

"Okay."

I knew that the radish cake and rice noodle rolls Xiaoyan liked were on the same street as her lottery shop. Although they weren't the same shop, the two breakfast shops weren't far apart. A girlfriend like that is actually quite easy to please.

After chatting, I realized that my most important task now was to check if there were really any hidden files on Xiaoyan's F drive.

I calmed myself down and used remote control to open "My Computer" on Xiaoyan's computer. Xiaoyan's hard drive is 500GB, and the F drive should have about 150GB of space. The two folders that appeared couldn't possibly be more than 20GB in size. And the F drive I checked already had about 50GB of usage.

I had a vague feeling that Xiaoyan's F drive really did have hidden files or folders. I just didn't know what they were.

An adrenaline rush made my breathing quicken, and my right hand gripping the mouse trembled.

I opened Xiaoyan's F drive. I wondered if clicking "Show hidden folders" in the toolbar would also show them on Xiaoyan's computer, since this was the first time I'd used this remote trojan to control someone else's computer.

I took a deep breath to calm my wildly beating heart, hesitating whether I should immediately set the computer to show all files…

“No, I shouldn’t. What if Xiaoyan is watching TV and suddenly notices that I’ve changed my computer settings? That would be troublesome. Although she’s not very good with computers, what if she finds out someone is spying on her hard drive? That would be a problem.”

I hesitated, but then I thought, “Since she has those pornographic movies on her E drive and doesn’t hide them, the hidden files on her F drive might be even more private. Maybe she’s kept videos of our sex life filmed with her phone since we started dating, or even worse, sex videos with her ex-boyfriend. Otherwise, why would she hide almost 30GB of files?”

This thought immediately overwhelmed me. I really wanted to know what those hidden files contained.

Ever since I discovered Xiaoyan showing off her figure and legs in the video chat room, I suddenly realized that Xiaoyan was a mysterious woman. She was completely different from the shy, reserved, and introverted woman I knew when we first started dating.

Suddenly, the image of Bingbing, Xiaoyan's best friend, flashed into my mind—her mysterious and aloof gaze. Maybe Bingbing was in those 30GB of files? Wasn't Xiaoyan almost about to say that Bingbing was actually quite slutty in bed?

Since they were best friends, their hobbies must be similar. Maybe Bingbing also liked taking selfies, or filming videos of herself and her boyfriend having sex. Perhaps she was even a guest performer in some chat room!

A sudden itch welled up inside me; I wanted to immediately click the "show all folders" button. I was sure those 30GB of files contained things I'd never even imagined before.

"Still watching those disgusting American dramas?"

Xiaoyan texted.

"Huh? Yeah, you're not watching anymore?"

I was startled. This must be what it feels like to feel guilty .

"No, I'm tired today. I'm going to brush my teeth and go to sleep. You should go to sleep early too,"

Xiaoyan texted.

"Oh, I'll go to sleep after I finish this episode."

I checked the time. I'd been sitting in front of the computer, hesitating whether to change Xiaoyan's computer settings, and almost an hour had already passed. I'm such a coward, all talk and no action.

"Go to sleep early, you still need to buy me breakfast tomorrow. Hehe..."

"I went to the company to report first, then sneaked out to buy you breakfast. It's not like you go to work earlier than me, so it has nothing to do with whether you go to sleep early or not, right?"

I started being sarcastic again.

"Hmph! I care about you, I told you to go to sleep early and you still talk so much nonsense. I'm ignoring you, go brush your teeth!"

The remote display showed that Xiaoyan had closed the online player. I quickly clicked the "show all files" button...

Sure enough, another folder appeared on the F drive, semi-transparent. That proved that it was indeed set as a hidden folder.

I quickly clicked the folder, and inside were several subfolders and a Word document. The subfolders all had filenames. I quickly looked at the folder names. One was "Photos." I clicked on it, and "Wow!"

I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. The folder was full of Xiaoyan's explicit photos—full-body, half-body, in various stockings, completely naked. I quickly scrolled through the pages and discovered many photos of Xiaoyan masturbating with different props! The props included cucumbers, markers, sausages, and most notably, the pink vibrator with a ball bearing that I'd seen her holding in the chat room!

Xiaoyan was indeed very provocative, very secretly provocative! Completely different from the elegant, introverted woman I'd first met at the lottery shop.

There were thousands of photos; many looked like they were taken years ago, showing her appearance gradually maturing from her youthful days to her current look. I could see Xiaoyan's growth in these photos. I wasn't sure if they were all selfies, because some photos didn't seem like they could be taken in front of a mirror or with a phone. Did she use a camera tripod to take time-lapse selfies? I wasn't sure!

Just as I was about to open the other two folders, the chat window beeped again. Those beeps almost made my heart jump out of my chest.

Xiaoyan texted me saying she'd finished brushing her teeth and was getting ready for bed.

But there were still two folders I hadn't opened. I frantically typed in the chat, "Then go to sleep, I'll look at them a little longer, almost done."

"Okay. I'm turning off the computer now, you can look at them slowly..."

Xiaoyan's message came through. I was frantic. I hadn't even properly browsed the hidden folders on her computer yet, and she was turning it off so soon! If she turned off the computer, I'd have to wait until tomorrow to peek, but I wanted to see the contents of the other two folders right now!

"Wait, talk to me a little longer!"

I could only use this method to delay Xiaoyan turning off the computer.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense tonight? Usually, when I say I'm logging off to sleep, you just say 'Go to sleep, goodnight,' and that's it. Now you want me to stay with you. What's

wrong tonight?" "Hehe, I don't want to leave you! I want to talk to you a little longer.

" "Sigh... okay, what do you want to say? Aren't you going to watch TV?"

"No, I want to talk to you." "

Hehe, am I that charming that you even stopped watching one of your favorite American dramas? Hehe..."

Xiaoyan seemed quite pleased with my attitude.

"Of course, you're my dear, sexy darling."

I typed while clicking on her hidden folders.

These are all Trojans operating in the background, so Xiaoyan wouldn't notice someone spying on her computer unless she watched the videos or accessed her F drive.

"Disgusting! Who's your slutty baby?! You perverted big bad wolf!"

Xiaoyan had no idea I was spying on her hidden files, no idea I'd discovered those lewd and wanton photos she'd taken over the years.

I chatted with her casually, the topics I'd chosen, obviously to keep her from shutting down her computer so quickly.

There were two other folders, one named "Anfeng"—that's my name. I clicked on it; there were over a dozen videos. Judging from the preview images, they were all videos she'd filmed while we were having sex during our relationship. She'd told me she'd deleted all but the two that weren't hidden; apparently, she'd kept them here. This slut, it seems she really has deep feelings for me.

The other folder had a strange name, just a capital "p".

I clicked on it; it contained photos of Xiaoyan, some of her personal life—solo shots, some of couples, some of three people, and some of four or five. I recognized a familiar face in these photos—it was Bingbing. Many of the photos showed Xiaoyan and Bingbing together, probably taken two or three years ago, when they were in electrical engineering school. Two other boys also frequently appeared in the photos. In many of them, a boy stood with Xiaoyan, his arm around her shoulder, their expressions somewhat ambiguous, their actions quite intimate. This boy must have been Xiaoyan's ex-boyfriend. He was thin, with slightly dark skin, and tall, a head taller than Xiaoyan and a bit taller than me. Judging from his complexion, I could roughly guess he was a native of this seaside town.

The boy in the photos with Bingbing, on the other hand, was very fair-skinned, tall, with big eyes, and quite handsome. They really do look good together. No wonder Xiaoyan kept muttering to herself, "Abao is nowhere near as good as Bingbing's boyfriend from her school days," ever since she saw Bingbing with Abao.

Those photos seemed to be a memento of Xiaoyan's entire vocational school life, perhaps a commemoration of those beautiful times, or perhaps a tribute to her youthful romance. Although there weren't any explicit photos, she still kept this collection in this hidden folder.

I wasn't interested in this collection; the explicit photos in the folder labeled "Photos" were much more intriguing. While chatting with Xiaoyan, I started copying and downloading her photos. Looking at those lewd and wanton photos, seeing Xiaoyan posing in various wanton positions, displaying her private parts, and using different props to penetrate her vagina, my penis became erect and painfully swollen.

Because we were just chatting with Xiaoyan and didn't watch any movies, the photos downloaded quickly. Because of time constraints, I didn't know when Xiaoyan would suddenly say she needed to log off. Each time, I would select about a dozen photos to download. That way, even if Xiaoyan suddenly said she needed to shut down the computer, I could download the selected photos in just a few seconds. Downloading over a thousand photos at once would take up too much space, and I might not have enough time.

"I'm sleepy...aren't you going to sleep?"

"Yeah, I'm going to sleep! I want you to kiss me."

I texted her.

"You perverted big bad wolf! *kiss*...I'm going to log off and go to sleep now."

"Okay, you go to sleep. I'll steal a chicken and buy you breakfast tomorrow, hehe..."

Saying this, I prepared to end this spying activity and wait for Xiaoyan to shut down the computer.

Only a little over a hundred photos had been downloaded. It seemed this task would have to be completed in several sessions. I could download a little at a time without affecting Xiaoyan's internet speed; there was plenty of time anyway. I opened the properties of Xiaoyan's folder, preparing to change the settings back to hidden files and folders.

A casual glance out of the corner of my eye revealed a Word document with the filename "1," which surprised me with its size. It was nearly ten megabytes in size! What was written in it?

I was curious. Did Xiaoyan also like reading erotic novels? Was this one of her collections? Heh… I wanted to see what kind of erotic novels Xiaoyan collected so I could satisfy her tastes based on the plots next time we were together.

"Hehe, it's good that you remembered. I'll be waiting for your breakfast tomorrow."

"Okay, buy an extra one so we can eat together."

I quickly copied the Word document and transferred it to my hard drive. Watching the progress bar flash rapidly, I hurriedly tried to stall Xiaoyan for time to shut down her computer.

"Okay, um, I'm so sleepy, I'm exhausted today. I'm logging off."

Xiaoyan sent a sleepy emoji.

"I know, the position was a little tiring today, but you'll get used to it."

I made up an excuse, watching the progress bar with growing anxiety.

"It's all your fault, I'm exhausted from standing!"

Xiaoyan knew I was referring to the sex we had at the internet cafe that afternoon, the position where she stood on one leg and wrapped the other around my waist while I was having sex with her.

"Hehe... Okay, okay, it's all my fault, sweetie, go to sleep. I'm logging off too, I need to buy breakfast for my sweet Xiaoyan tomorrow."

The progress bar finally reached the bottom, and I could let Xiaoyan rest. The position today was indeed a bit tiring; my calves felt like they were about to cramp up.

"Okay, logging off! Goodnight..."

After a flying kiss appeared in the chat box, Xiaoyan's avatar turned gray, and the remote showed that Xiaoyan had indeed logged off and shut down her computer...

I breathed a sigh of relief, a slight sweat on my forehead. Doing this kind of thing was really too nerve-wracking. Snooping on Xiaoyan's computer, searching for secrets she didn't have and perhaps never wanted to tell me—this tension and the thrill of the crime were simply too much for my fragile heart to handle.

I created a new folder on the computer, set it to hidden, and saved the more than one hundred photos and the Word document I had just stolen from Xiaoyan's computer into it.

I'm not going to bed that early. I need to take a good look at that Word document and see what kind of erotic content it contains. Xiaoyan even set up a hidden folder to hide it. Could it be some kind of taboo erotic content?

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