My humble door is now open for you (Traditional Chinese)

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********** 　　...　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　In a study room at a Chinese university, I listlessly looked around. The ballpoint pen twirled between my nimble fingers. 　　"Wow, such big breasts! Such fair skin!" A girl sitting in front of me caught my eye. Girls are really bold and sexy. That tight blue tank top and short, sexy skirt were enough to make anyone's nose bleed—wasn't she deliberately tempting men to commit crimes? Because I'm tall, from my angle, I could just peek through her neckline. 　　Without realizing it, my little brother got erect. To be honest, I'm ashamed to admit that during my three years of university, although I had a few girlfriends, it was mostly just touching them. I still couldn't get my wish , maybe because I'm too soft-hearted. 　　"Brother, I'm sorry. Next time, I'll definitely make you wish, show off my skills, and get what you want ." I looked at my pants, which were already covered in sweat, and made up my mind. 　　Time flew by, and after thinking about all this, my watch showed ten o'clock. Seeing that there were only a few people left in the study room, I packed my things and left the classroom. 　　A blue figure flashed past me and disappeared at the door of the girls' restroom. 　　"It's her!" I recognized her at a glance as the hot girl whose chest I had been staring at all night. Should I follow her in and see what's under her skirt? I hesitated for a moment, then slipped inside. "At worst, if someone sees me, I'll just say I accidentally went into the wrong toilet. The men's and women's toilets are right next to each other, so saying I went into the wrong one is possible. Besides, I'm not exactly shameless!" 　　I caught up just in time to see the girl close the stall door. The toilets at our school are all individual stalls, which is one of the reasons I dared to come in. In a flash, I leaped into the stall next to hers, my heart pounding. Now I understand what it means to have a guilty conscience. Luckily , it was late, and there weren't many people in the toilet. 　　I crouched down, my face pressed against the ground, peering through the gap at the bottom of the stall wall. 　　A small, fair buttock appeared before me, neatly combed pubic hair clinging to the mons pubis between her legs —quite beautiful! Due to the angle, I couldn't see the girl's vulva clearly, but even in this veiled state , the girl would occasionally glance to my side, and in that fleeting glimpse, my blood would boil and my nose would bleed. Like a surging river, or the overflowing Yellow River, it was unstoppable. 　　"Whoosh, splash... splash..." A stream of water slid down before my eyes, splashing up a spray. The sound of urine hitting the ground was more melodious than music. 　　"Large and small pearls falling onto a jade plate," for some reason, that line of poetry suddenly popped into my head. Looks like I really am a "wet person"! 　　Goodness, this girl's pee was quite substantial, lasting almost a minute. Seeing the stream thin out , soon it was just a trickle, and then she lifted her buttocks and bounced a couple of times, presumably trying to shake off the remaining urine. Those few bounces almost made me ejaculate all that I'd been storing up for over twenty years. I inwardly cursed myself for being useless; this was nothing! 　　Then I saw the girl's small hands gently wiping her vulva with toilet paper, as carefully as if it were precious porcelain . The movements, the posture, were simply... (I can't describe it, use your imagination). 　　A moment later, everything next door was finished, followed by the sound of a door closing, meaning the girl had left the bathroom. 　　I was still lying there dumbfounded, as if frozen in place. My penis had reached an unprecedented level of erection. 　　Suddenly, a pungent smell wafted over. "Ah, she forgot to flush," I thought to myself; it was the smell of her urine. 　　I couldn't hold back any longer, and regardless of where I was, I quickly pulled out my penis and started masturbating. 　　The sound of the woman urinating seemed to still echo, her swaying buttocks bobbing before my eyes; I frantically thrust my penis, oblivious to everything , my consciousness gradually drifting into a hazy state. At the moment of ejaculation, it was as if lightning had struck my brain; with the release of semen, my consciousness also faded… 　　　　　*** *** *** *** 　　“Crown Prince, Crown Prince…” I heard a voice echoing in my ears. 　　“Ah…” I groaned in pain, my head feeling like it was about to split open. 　　“What, you idiot? Who the hell is cursing me?” I slowly tried to open my eyes, but a blinding light forced me to close them again. 　　"Your Highness, wake up! We've finally found you! This servant was so worried!" This time I heard it clearly— a strange voice. 　　"Women's restroom...masturbation..." Fragments of memories flashed through my mind. My first thought was, "Oh no, I've been discovered." 　　I struggled to open my eyes, and it took a while for them to adjust to the light. A pig's head suddenly appeared before me. 　　"A ghost!" I screamed, struggling to stand up, but my limbs felt like they weren't mine , and I fell back down. 　　"Your Highness, what's wrong? It's this old servant!" The pig's head spoke again. 　　I rubbed my eyes and looked closely. It turned out that the pig's head was a human head. Its ears were particularly large, its eyes were squinted, and its cheeks were chubby and droopy. I let out a deep breath.

Suddenly, I realized my predicament. I'd probably been caught peeping in the women's restroom.

What was I going to do?! Wait, I had to stay calm. That pig-headed man looked quite old; although

his face was greasy and fat, it was also covered in wrinkles. He wore a small round-topped hat and a long blue cloth robe, which didn't look like clothing from my era

at all .

Looking around, I was lying in a patch of grass, with a cobblestone

path —I wasn't in the women's restroom at all! What was going on?

I timidly asked, "Who are you?"

"Your Highness, it's this old servant! Don't you recognize me?" The pig-headed man knelt on one knee, his face full of

anxiety.

"Am I the Crown Prince?" I muttered to myself. The story of Xiang Shaolong traveling back to ancient times in *A Step into the Past* involuntarily

flashed through my mind. "Could it be that I've also traveled back to ancient times? Holy crap, masturbating to orgasm can also travel through time? That's fucking

awesome!"

"You say I'm the Crown Prince, so I'm the Emperor's son, the future Emperor? Is that right? What's your name

? What dynasty is it now?... " A series of questions burst from my mouth, leaving the idiot looking utterly

astonished.

"Your Highness, this old servant is Lao Gui Zi! What's wrong? Let this old servant help you back to the palace! The Crown Princess is looking for

you! Should we summon the imperial physician?"

"Old devil"? What kind of name is that! Have I traveled to ancient Japan? I only

know about ancient Chinese history; I know nothing about the history of the Japanese. The Crown Princess? That's the Crown Prince's wife. Wow,

it seems I really have traveled to ancient times, and even become a Crown Prince. What a strange world!

I need to stay calm and figure out the situation first.

"Hey, old man, I accidentally fell and hit my head. I'm feeling dizzy

and can't remember anything," I said.

"Ah! Your Highness, are you alright? Let me help you back to the palace quickly to summon the imperial physician!" Old Gui

said .

"Okay!" I stood up with Old Gui's help, feeling a wetness on my bottom. I unconsciously touched

it, "Why does it smell so pungent?" I muttered to myself as I

walked towards the Crown Prince's palace with Old Gui's assistance.

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This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and constitutes plagiarism

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