[Ms. Miyazaki]

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Miss Miyazaki

Summer vacation arrived in the blink of an eye, and with my parents' permission, I didn't have to go home. I rented a studio apartment

and applied for a job as a fitness instructor at a well-known gym in Yinchuan

. Surprisingly, I was hired very easily. Sang Miao invited me to dinner that evening, saying she was welcoming her cousin back from Japan. Sang Miao's aunt married a

wealthy Japanese businessman who reportedly owns over a dozen chain businesses in Japan and has some cooperative projects in China. My cousin, Miyazaki

Masami, grew up in Japan and, under her mother's influence, learned fluent Mandarin.

She majored in .

Every two years, Masami would come to China for a short stay. Sang Miao had also visited her aunt's family in Japan several times.

This time, Miyazaki Masami came to China for two reasons: to relax and travel, and to discuss studying in China. After graduation, she

planned to assist her father in managing some of his businesses in China.

I arrived at the dumpling restaurant we had arranged to meet. Sang Miao and Masami were already there. Sang Miao introduced us first:

"This is my student, Ningxia, who is also my good friend. This is my younger sister, Miyazaki Masami." Yamei politely

stood up, bowed to me, and greeted me in Chinese, saying, "It's a pleasure to meet Mr. Ningxia. Please take care of me."

At this moment, I felt a little awkward. I nodded to her, extended my hand, and

welcomed .

After we sat down, I began to observe this girl from a Sino-Japanese joint venture. She had single eyelids, a petite figure, and

the typical smile of a Japanese girl. Although Yamei and Sang Miao were cousins, their personalities were completely opposite due to their different living environments and

educations . Once we were a little acquainted, she started talking non-stop, eager to

learn about everything new.

Yamei's Chinese was better than I had imagined; it didn't sound like a typical Japanese accent. I think this must be thanks to

her mother. Her favorite Chinese food was dumplings, so as soon as she arrived in Yinchuan, she couldn't wait for her cousin to bring her

some.

"Mr. Ningxia, have you ever been to Japan?"

"No, Yinchuan is the farthest place I've ever been."

"Hehe, please visit Japan sometime! Our whole family will warmly welcome you."

"Okay, definitely."

"Mr. Ningxia, are you and my cousin dating?"

"...No...no."

"Oh, don't be nervous, it's nothing."

"Really not..."

"Teacher-student relationships are very common." Sang Miao immediately came to my rescue. "Ya Mei, don't ask such questions. Besides being teacher and student,

we're also very good friends. China isn't like Japan! Don't talk nonsense." Ya Mei smiled mischievously

.

"Hi," Sang Miao continued, "Ningxia not only has excellent academic performance, but he also works as a fitness

instructor . You two should have common ground, so I'm introducing you both to each other. Ya Mei is

a red belt in Taekwondo, how about a spar sometime?"

"Really? Then I'll definitely need your guidance sometime."

"No, no!" The entire dinner proceeded in a harmonious atmosphere, and we chatted a lot.

I also admired Ya Mei's lively, lovely, humorous, and intelligent personality.

The next day, I was at work at the gym when Ya Mei and Sang Miao actually showed up. I didn't know much about Taekwondo, so

I asked the Taekwondo instructor, A Peng, to practice with Ya Mei. Sang Miao and I did weight training and cardio.

"Ningxia, my dad is going to have surgery at the Beijing Military Region General Hospital soon, and my mom and I are going to take care of him.

We might not be able to be with you for a while. Ya Mei isn't familiar with Yinchuan, so could you take care of her for me?" "

Sure, no problem. But aren't you afraid we...?" "Look how happy you are! I only asked you for

help because I had no other choice.

Besides, we're all independent individuals, and if anything happens, I have no right to stop you. Right?

"

"Don't worry, boss. I'll definitely complete the mission!" "Hehe, that's more like it. I'll leave you some money before you leave

. Also, I'll make sure to tell the guards that you can come and go freely with your ID." "So loyal!"

A little while later, Ya Mei returned, followed by Taekwondo instructor A Peng, who was rubbing his arm. As he walked, he muttered to himself

, "Ningxia, where did you find this wild girl? She looks so delicate, but she's incredibly fierce." "I specifically

found to challenge me. How was it?" "Alright, I'll switch to Tai Chi tomorrow." Ya Mei

bowed deeply to the side, "The coach was just being lenient because he didn't want to hurt me. I'm so sorry! Let Ya Mei give you a massage,

okay?" A Peng became embarrassed, repeatedly saying no, and walked away blushing.

After Sang Miao left, I spent most of my time with Ya Mei. I took her to the gym, to play, and to try

all sorts of snacks; every day we had a great time. I escorted her safely back to the military compound, and then I went back to my own place. Ya Mei

and I got along very well. Her enthusiasm and cheerfulness inspired me, making me feel I should adopt a more

positive attitude towards life. Ya Mei also admired my maturity and stability; she said it was the type Japanese girls admired.

These past few days, some classmates from Beijing came back early and insisted on organizing a gathering. So we booked a karaoke

bar with a buffet. Yamei heard there was a party and cried, begging to come with me. "I want to come too!"

"This isn't a good idea. I don't want them to know that Sang Miao and I are close. We Chinese are very talkative;

they'll gossip when they get back to school." "Just say I'm a student at your gym, or a friend,

or even your girlfriend, just don't mention my sister, okay? Please, please take me! Yamei is all alone at home, so

pitiful." I couldn't persuade her otherwise, so I took her along.

As soon as we entered the KTV room, my classmate Sha Qiang and a few of his buddies were already there. They were all stunned to see a pretty girl behind me

. Yamei, however, was very outgoing and greeted everyone warmly. "I'm Masami Miyazaki, nice to meet

you all, please take care of me!"

Sha Qiang pulled me aside: "Stop talking nonsense, this...this...what kind of work is this?"

"Hehe, a friend of mine. Just here to join in the fun!"

"Oh my! I was wondering why you weren't home for summer vacation? Turns out you're out here sniffing honey. I must say, she's got a pretty face

. Is she an actress? How about we guys get a turn later? Damn, look at her breasts, they're huge, she

must be really hot..."

"Don't talk nonsense, she speaks Chinese, and she's a trained fighter, be careful she doesn't slip and fall and spill your whole body on her."

Yamei didn't understand a word, and I was too lazy to waste words with these lecherous guys. After arranging for Yamei to sit down, I started

chatting and drinking with everyone.

Yamei was very generous, frequently raising her glass and inviting everyone to toast. The guys were also in high spirits,

drinking heartily . I didn't explain much, because in their eyes, my relationship with Yamei was beyond question.

I felt quite pleased with myself amidst their envious and even jealous gazes.

Everyone started taking turns singing. Sha Qiang started off loud, playing the "Great Sword March" on the computer, but Yamei noticed and

secretly changed it to "Doraemon." She then sang and danced in both Chinese and Japanese for everyone, performing what she considered

a song symbolizing Sino-Japanese friendship. Everyone had a great time and drank a lot. I also sang a Japanese

folk song, "Sakura," with great passion. After finishing, I raised my glass high, "Let war be history, cheers to the friendship between the Chinese and Japanese people

!" Yamei was very excited, rushed to me, hugged my neck, and gave me a sweet kiss.

The openness of Japanese girls caught me a little off guard.

The brothers all went wild on the spot. Some stomped their feet and pounded their chests, some convulsed, and the most exaggerated was Sha Qiang,

who banged his head against the wall. Ya Mei looked at them in bewilderment, so I explained to her that this was our

way of expressing happiness, like candlelight in your country. Ya Mei laughed heartily.

After the party, I escorted Ya Mei home as usual. As I turned to leave, Ya Mei asked me

to stay, "Ningxia, can you stay?" Of course, I would have loved to. Putting aside her beauty and vivacity,

the fact that she was a Japanese woman was enough to make most men fall for her. But I knew about my relationship with Sang Miao, and

I didn't want to disappoint her. I pretended not to understand her meaning, "No, it's late. You should

rest I'll come back to keep you company tomorrow." Ya Mei bowed politely as she watched me leave. I didn't dare turn back to say goodbye;

I was afraid I would lose control.

I walked all the way to my bachelor apartment. The moonlight was beautiful, and a gentle breeze caressed me and everything around me.

At that moment, I felt much calmer. This reminded me of the days I spent with Lin, as

peaceful and romantic as the moonlight tonight.

About half an hour later, I reached the apartment door, took out my key, and was about to open it when a

voice came from behind, "Mr. Ningxia, you're back!" In the dead of night, a woman

's voice like that coming from behind is enough to drive an elephant mad. I felt every hair on my body stand on end, sharp as a

blade , trying to protect myself. My mind went blank, as if electric currents

were piercing my heart. I instinctively let out an "Ah!" and whirled around, startling her instead. In

the light of the hallway, I recognized her—good heavens, it was Miyazaki Masami.

Still shaken and afraid of disturbing the neighbors, I quickly opened the door and let her in. My room wasn't large,

but it was clean and simply furnished, similar to a standard hotel room. This was Masami's second time here. If I had known she was

so clingy, I shouldn't have let her know where I lived.

"I'm so sorry, I startled you earlier. I really wanted to see you, so I took a taxi to get here.

You wouldn't stay earlier, you must not like that type of Yami, so I specially changed into a school uniform.

Do you like it?" She then twirled around for me to admire.

Only then did I seriously begin to look at Yami. She had her hair in two small braids, wore a white

nautical-style Japanese school uniform top, a navy blue short skirt, long white cotton socks, and black low-heeled shoes.

This look was so familiar; I immediately thought of Japanese AV actresses—it was practically identical.

But this Japanese woman seemed more beautiful, more endearing. Yami stood before me with her arms crossed,

letting my gaze roam freely over her body. I was a little flustered, unable to give myself a reason to refuse. At

this point, readers are probably shouting, "Go for it!!!" Yes, I did. Then I'll be met with

your barrage of criticism, "Where are the details?! Tell me!" Okay, I don't want to be beaten to death yet, so I'll tell you!

I stood up and walked to Yami's side. I lifted her chin with my hand, carefully admiring this Japanese woman. Her

long eyelashes curled elegantly upwards, her eyes were clear and passionate, her small nose and slightly

upturned lips made one want to kiss her. Yami gently rested her head against my chest. "

Shall I help you bathe?" Actually, what I admire most about Japanese women is this: they are always

respectful , even in bed. This behavior is not feigned, but an innate

national characteristic of Japanese women.

We went to the bathroom, and Yami quickly tested the water temperature and filled the bathtub. She mixed bath soap into

the water before helping me undress. When she took off my underwear, Yami seemed surprised, a blush

spreading across her face, making her even more shy and charming. Yami took off her top and skirt herself, standing in front of me wearing only white underwear and a bra

. Japanese women are truly unparalleled in their meticulousness. She knew what men liked, leaving her bra and

panties for me to remove so I could enjoy the pleasure of exploration.

Yami gently turned around, and I tenderly removed her bra and panties. Yami turned to face me,

revealing her smooth, jade-like body before me. Her healthy skin, firm and delicate breasts slightly upturned, and

slender waist connected to her full breasts and plump hips, seemed as if they might break at any moment. Her pubic area was slightly raised,

with soft and sparse pubic hair, round and perky buttocks, straight calves, and a pair of delicate feet, her toes

playfully wiggling up and down.

Yami took the bath gel beside her, lathered it evenly on her body, and came to my side. I wanted to hug her, but she

slipped away like an eel, appearing behind me and wrapping her body around me, sliding up and down,

teasing me. Yamei casually grabbed a bath towel and spread it on the floor. "Please lie down and let Yamei give you a massage."

After I lay down on my back, Yamei poured the remaining bath gel over me, then straddled me and

began massaging me with her smooth body. Yamei deliberately used her soft, elastic breasts to massage my

chest , and as she slid down, her genitals would touch my penis. I was instantly aroused and my desire surged.

I hugged her tightly and kissed her passionately. Yamei's smooth tongue roamed continuously in my mouth, and I let out intermittent, excited

moans.

I picked up Yamei, and we both got into the bathtub, caressing each other's bodies in the warm, fragrant water. After the bath...

Afterwards, Yamei got up and dried herself off, telling me to wait two minutes before leaving. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw Yamei

dressed in her school uniform again, standing gently beside me. "Ningxia, I can tell you like me in my school uniform.

Is it okay if I make love to you like this? As long as you like it, anything is fine. Tonight, Yamei belongs to you..."

Only then did I understand why everyone said that marrying a Japanese woman is the happiest thing. I

picked Yamei up and threw her onto the bed. A primal desire made me tear open Yamei's school uniform like a beast,

sucking on her breasts while reaching under her skirt. Yamei wasn't wearing underwear anymore, and her vulva was already flowing with fluid.

I teased Yamei's nipples with my tongue, while my other hand explored her clitoris, stroking it back and forth.

Soon, Yamei's breathing became rapid, and her nipples slowly hardened. My hand was covered in her love juice,

and my middle finger slid effortlessly into her vagina. Yamei groaned, closing her eyes tightly, looking very comfortable.

I began to accelerate the movement of my fingers, and Yamei's legs began to tighten, making the contact between her clitoris and my fingers

even closer, and the pleasure grew stronger and stronger. I mounted her, aiming my iron-like penis at her already

erect . I deliberately only inserted a small part and then stopped. Yamei was now unbearably thirsty,

swaying her hips from side to side, wishing she could swallow me whole. "Please, don't torture me, come in quickly!"

Before she finished speaking, I had already thrust in, touching Yamei's clitoris. Yamei cried out "Ah!"

and then spread her legs even wider to meet my attack. Yamei's vagina was very tight, tightly wrapping around

my penis, and each thrust produced intense pleasure.

Soon, I felt I couldn't hold on any longer, and my penis grew even thicker. Yamei seemed to sense that my

orgasm was coming, signaling me to stop, turning around and pressing me down. She slowly retreated below me and began to stroke

my penis, letting me cool down a little. Yamei's tongue deftly licked the glans, which was now swollen and

purplish-red , but the urge to ejaculate was slowly fading. It seemed Yamei really knew her stuff.

Yamei climbed on top of me, straightened my penis with her hand, and eagerly straddled me,

bouncing wildly like a runaway horse. I also thrust my hips upwards, trying to penetrate as deeply as possible. Yamei began to

climax, moaning lines I often heard in Japanese AVs. "Komochi...

kimochii... oh!" (So good!) "Motttomottto, mottto,

motttto!" (More, more, harder!)

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Yamete, Yamei-daddy!" (Don't stop!)

Yamei reached her climax. She stopped moving, letting my penis penetrate as deeply as possible. Her vagina contracted in waves, and a large amount of vaginal

fluid gushed out, flowing from my penis to my scrotum, soaking a large area of the sheets.

Yamei whispered passionately in my ear, "So exciting, so comfortable. Come on, I want to eat your semen."

I stood up by the bed, and Yamei knelt down, clamping my penis between her breasts and beginning to slide it up and down.

Then she took my penis into her mouth, greedily swallowing and spitting it out. Yamei looked at me with expectant eyes, giving me

a thrill I had never felt before. I grabbed Yamei's hair, thrusting my penis deep into her mouth,

letting out a low growl, and poured my semen down her throat without reservation.

Yamei swallowed every drop of my semen as if it were a delicacy, then gently

licked away until it was clean, before returning to her gentle and serene self, obediently

lying in my arms, cuddling tenderly.

"Ningxia, do you believe in love?" I remembered that was a question Lin had once asked me. Yamei seemed to sense that

something was wrong with my expression and didn't continue the question, quietly lying down beside me.

That night, I missed Lin terribly. The next morning, Yamei was already up, sitting

beside me in my pajamas. Seeing me awake, she smiled sweetly, "You're awake? Breakfast is ready."

"Don't be so nice to me, we Chinese men can't handle that. If you spoil me, I won't be able to find

a girlfriend ."

"Great, then you'll belong only to Yamei."

"That's too insidious! I protest! Freedom belongs to the people!" I shouted, and Yamei pounced on me,

hugging me and silencing me with a kiss.

Then, she nestled into my arms, coquettishly, "Hehe, actually, you're the one who spoiled me. You were so amazing last night…

" A blush spread across Yamei's face.

My desire was instantly reignited by Yamei, and I pulled the blanket over us, "Come on,

we Chinese men do our morning exercises first, then have breakfast!" After our lovemaking, we took a shower and

cuddled until noon before having breakfast. Then we resumed our daily routine. Yamei's appearance caught me off guard, and

left an unforgettable impression.

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