【The Disappearance of My Long-Distance Girlfriend】(12) Author: skylaoww

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Chapter Twelve: Coincidence? Misunderstanding?

It was late at night. Da Ming sat alone on the floor of his apartment, leaning weakly against the bay window.
Moonlight streamed in, casting a silvery glow on his resolute face. Three empty wine bottles lay on the floor.
Da Ming wanted to get drunk. He wondered if it was all a dream, and if he woke up drunk, Xiao Lu would still be
beside .

He kept wondering where Xiao Lu had gone, whether she really
lived . Through his drunken haze, Da Ming heard the sound of a door lock turning.

Da Ming tried hard to open his eyes to see who it was, but his confused eyes couldn't make out
the blurry figure that had entered the house. He could only ask, his tongue tied, "Xiao Lu, is that you? Are you back?"

The person who came in didn't answer. Instead, she walked up to Da Ming, hugged his head, and pulled him into her arms.
Da Ming could tell from the fragrance wafting from her that she was a woman, and the fragrance was so
familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had smelled it before.

The woman held Da Ming's head, his rapid, alcohol-scented breath hitting her chest, making her gasp for air.
A blush crept across her beautiful face, but she remained silent, only Da Ming
murmuring , "Xiao Lu, it's you, isn't it? You've come back after all. I missed you so much. Please don't go. I know
I must be dreaming today. You won't leave, will you?"

Hearing Da Ming's murmur, the woman felt a pang of bitterness in her heart, but she still didn't utter a sound, only holding
Da Ming tightly, letting him murmur as he wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands groping under the hem of her blouse
, his hot hands caressing her delicate skin.

The woman felt as if she were being touched by a red-hot iron, or as if a switch had been flipped;
every inch of skin Da Ming's hands touched tingled, her whole body felt like it was in a furnace, burning unbearably hot.

Just as the woman was about to let out a suppressed moan, a pungent smell of alcohol assaulted her nostrils.
Even with her high tolerance for alcohol, she felt dizzy, and her mouth was enveloped by the source of the stench. The wet, alcohol-scented sensation
entered her mouth, and she knew it was the man she had always silently loved invading her.

She closed her eyes, her delicate tongue intertwining with the wetness in her mouth, and the burning sensation in her body suddenly
felt relieved.

She realized her clothes had been undone by the man before her, and her
breasts , were pressed against his chest under a purple lace bra.

In his subconscious, Da Ming was passionately kissing
Xiaolu, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. Their clothes were pulled off one by one during their passionate kiss, and the two naked bodies embraced tightly.

The woman felt Da Ming's hard erection pressing against the source of her intense excitement, teasing her every now and then
, making her tremble uncontrollably.

Da Ming felt the woman's soft, boneless body, her firm, elastic breasts
pressed tightly against his chest, her smooth, firm, and plump buttocks opening and closing between his hands, making him
want to find an outlet for the fire hidden in his chest and lower body. But what Da Ming didn't know was that the woman in front of him was not Xiao Lu, whom he had been thinking about day and night. So where was

the real Xiao Lu? At this moment, Xiao Lu was walking alone on the street. She realized that in this vast city, only one person gave her meaning, but it was also because of this person that she didn't know where to go. Walking back to the W residential area, Xiao Lu suddenly remembered that the video recording in Zhang Qiao's house hadn't been deleted yet, so she took the elevator back to Zhang Qiao's apartment on the 19th floor. She gently turned the key to open the door, only to find it locked. It seemed that Zhang Hui and the others had already left. Reassured, Xiaolu locked the door behind her and went straight into Zhang Qiao's room. She turned on the computer and skillfully navigated to the folder containing the videos. This time, she didn't watch them again; instead, she selected them, clicked delete, and let out a long . The room was now quiet except for Xiaolu's own breathing and the hum of the computer. Xiaolu sat quietly at the desk. Although she could appear as fragile as a little girl in front of Daming, her character had become resilient after experiencing so much. She had decided that when she met Daming again, even if her body was corrupted and her mind eroded, her heart would remain unchanged. She would show Daming through her actions that she could be independent and protect herself for him. And to achieve this change, she first needed a job and some savings; otherwise, she wouldn't be able to survive in this first-tier city with its high cost of living. Thinking of this, Xiaolu began rummaging through Zhang Qiao's house. Sure enough, under the mattress, she found an envelope containing 100,000 yuan in cash, neatly stacked inside. That night, she moved all her belongings from the 17th floor to the 19th floor and posted a rental ad online. This would be a stable source of income. After doing all this, Xiaolu decided to have someone change the locks on the 19th-floor door the next day to end Zhang Hui 's harassment. Lying in bed, thinking about having to start looking for work online again the next day, she fell into a deep sleep. That night, she didn't sleep well. She held a pair of scissors in her hand, afraid that Zhang Hui and his men would break in during the night, just like the night before. She, a woman, couldn't fight off two strong men. That night, she didn't sleep soundly. She thought about the night before. Did Da Ming hold her as she fell asleep ? Did he touch her body? Did he kiss her lips? Worried, afraid, yet wanting reassurance , Xiaolu's complicated feelings kept her awake all night. Like Xiao Lu, Yang Diwei also spent a sleepless night. While Xiao Lu was moving, Yang Diwei was frantically riding a female college student, known as the campus belle of S University. The girl beneath him moaned ecstatically, her body drenched in sweat, pleasing the rich second-generation who was venting his lust on her. As Yang Diwei fucked the girl, he said, "Slut, lift your head and look at the camera. I'm going to record you being fucked by me, to see what it's like for a cold, beautiful campus belle to turn into a slutty, cheap bitch." The girl gasped, "Mmm... I'm Young Master Yang's little bitch... I'm so slutty and cheap... Fuck me to death!"

"...Use your...big cock...to fuck my...slutty cunt..."

After fucking for half an hour, with a beastly roar, Yang Diwei ejaculated all his thick semen into the girl's body.
He pulled out his penis, slapped the girl's buttocks, and the girl obediently turned around and took his penis into her mouth.

Yang Diwei took his phone, dialed a number, and said, "Come on, I've finished fucking this little slut, you can
play with her."

Hearing Yang Diwei's words, the girl was startled, spat out his penis, and quickly said in a coquettish voice, "No,
Young Master Yang , don't have people gang rape me, I'm willing to be your toy."

Yang Diwei gently stroked the girl's... With a face resembling a celebrity, he said gently, "You can say that too, you're my
toy, right? Don't you know I'm willing to share my toys with my friends?"

Then, he slapped the girl hard across the face, cursing, "What right do you, a bitch, have to
negotiate with me? I'll make you sleep with whoever I want, or tomorrow the whole school will know you're a whore
."

The girl was stunned by Yang Diwei's slap and slumped onto the bed. Yang Diwei didn't even glance at her, put on his
clothes , opened the door, told the men to get up, and left. Before closing the door, all that could be heard was the girl screaming,
"No! Don't come any closer! Go away!"

He got into his sports car and drove away from the hotel towards the W residential area.

Back in Da Ming's room, the woman whispered three words in his ear: "To the bed."

Da Ming, still groggy, picked her up. Startled, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and clung to his
neck. With each step he took, the hardness of his erection pressed against her sensitive spot, causing
her to tremble and her vagina to gush forth like a rushing stream.

Staggering, they fell onto the bed like conjoined twins, the woman pressing down on Da Ming, who
lay dazed on the bed, her genitals resting on his erect penis.

The woman's cheeks flushed red, and she whispered coquettishly, "You've already teased me like this, and you still want
me to do it myself?"

The woman lay on top of Da Ming, her cherry lips lightly kissing him, her buttocks sticking up high, one hand holding Da
Ming's penis straight, and her buttocks slowly sitting down until she felt the glans squeeze into her vagina, hard as
a steel gun , hot as a branding iron, making the woman dizzy and numb, her hands supporting Da Ming's chest, her entire buttocks
swallowing his penis little by little.

In the moments before losing consciousness, Da Ming felt his penis being enveloped in a warm, moist place, just
like when he and Xiao Lu were intimate. He murmured, "I...love...you."

Hearing Da Ming's murmur, the woman trembled. Although she knew that the "you" in Da Ming's words

wasn't her, in this situation, she still felt a warm current flow through her heart, a
warmth tinged with bitterness. She bit her lip lightly and slowly swayed her hips, thinking, "Will there really be
a day when you say those three words to me?"

The night deepened, and the moonlight now shone on the woman, making her alabaster skin glow
silver . Her beautiful hair was loose, and as she rode... Her movements were graceful and fluid, her mature body exuding
a fatal attraction to men, but the man beneath her was already lost in ecstasy. As her movements
froze , her slender waist arched, her toes spread, and her whole body trembled. At this moment, she felt as if she had ascended to the heavens, the man's essence
being released into her body without a drop left, allowing her to reach the peak of pleasure. The woman lay limply on
the man's chest, the room filled only with her soft moans, and soon only the gentle sound of her breathing could be heard
as she fell asleep.

A chaotic night, two men and two women, their fates intertwined, a complex web of emotions, a chaotic
physical relationship—who could break free, and who would ultimately succumb? Who could say for sure?

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