【Nano Dolls】(Section 1)

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The afternoon sun in spring was a bit cold, yet alluringly cold, much like Gu Mei herself.
In 2046, the city had fallen from its peak of prosperity to decay and collapse. The streets were teeming with monotonous, listless people, 　　rushing
about like ants, without smiles, without goals, merely striving to survive. At this moment,
sitting by the window in an elegantly decorated bar on the eighth floor, sipping aged Pu'er tea while listening to light music
, looking down at the masses below, would bring a sense of transcendent pleasure. Unfortunately, Gu Mei wasn't in the mood for this. Beneath her seemingly calm exterior, 　　she was troubled by the bizarre
and embarrassing events that had recently occurred . 　　 Last night, she was sitting at home writing her blog when, suddenly, as if possessed, she pushed aside the keyboard, stripped naked, 　　grabbed hair removal cream and a shaving tool, and, imitating a slut in an adult film, spread her legs and shaved her genitals clean, 　　leaving them spotless. She even meticulously collected every stray hair, packing them into a small bag and putting it 　　in her handbag. Afterward, she masturbated wildly in bed until she reached orgasm. Luckily, she lived in a studio 　　apartment in a high-rise building, with no one else around. Although there was another building across the street, it was dark, so no one could see her. 　　 This kind of shameful behavior had happened more than once, mostly when she was alone. For example, she hadn't changed 　　her underwear for four days. Although there were no obvious marks, she could smell an unpleasant odor when she held it in her hand, which was 　　unimaginable for someone with her obsessive-compulsive disorder. She kept taking off those dirty underwear, but couldn't find a way to throw them in the washing machine, and in the end, 　　she had to obediently put them back on. 　　 Her only prayer was that no one passing by would notice anything amiss; otherwise, she would feel utterly ashamed. 　　 The problem was, she never used drugs or drank alcohol; she had done these things calmly and methodically in a completely sober state 　　, and afterwards, she still didn't understand why she had done them. It was as if 　　another part of her subconscious was giving orders; she knew it was wrong, yet felt no resistance. 　　 She couldn't believe she had done such crazy and shameful things, yet the facts were undeniable 　　. Did she have amnesia, unable to remember what she had done? Or did she have a split personality, 　　like in the movies, transforming into another person at certain times, doing things that the real Gu Mei could never do? 　　That would be terrifying. But she had been exercising regularly, recently had a full medical checkup, 　　and even secretly saw a neurologist behind the company's back; all the conclusions were perfectly normal. 　　 But how could she explain the abnormal things? 　　 Let's not go back too far. Just today, with a big project contract to sign, the company was in a frenzy. She, the 　　administrative manager, was on the phone non-stop. Yet, an hour ago, seemingly driven by a subconscious impulse, she inexplicably abandoned 　　all her work, turned off her phone, and went to this quiet little bar ten miles away for tea. She saw no one, 　　nothing happened, and just sat there quietly, not even knowing what she was doing. Wasn't that a bizarre thing 　　 ? The bar was deserted. The bartender only showed his face briefly when refilling water. Besides her, there seemed to be only one other customer— 　　a man sitting diagonally to her side. He had arrived earlier and seemed to be constantly glancing at her. She had 　　glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, but couldn't see his face clearly. She could clearly feel his unabashed gaze, like ants 　　slowly crawling over her, making her extremely uncomfortable. 　　 And then there was the cell phone. Yes, for some reason, she paid special attention to the smartphone in the man's hand. It was an 　　old-fashioned model, the brand indistinguishable, but there was a strange connection; the faint blue signal flashing at the top of the phone 　　gradually blended into her breathing rhythm. Gu Mei chuckled again. So many strange things had happened; everything seemed like a hallucination. 　　 Unaware that she had been sitting there for an hour without changing her posture, she hadn't even considered 　　moving. She sat there as if she had reserved it beforehand, without the slightest hesitation. Her heart suddenly skipped a 　　 beat 　　 . She couldn't help but raise her wrist to check her watch: 4:45 PM. Time to go. 　　 From this angle, this woman was the most perfect beauty. 　　 The afternoon sunlight streamed through the bar's tinted windows, bathing her delicate and intellectual face in 　　a halo of light. Even the fine downy hair at her temples seemed to glow gold. Her straight, shoulder-length hair paired with her navy blue business suit was 　　flawless; even an angel couldn't surpass her beauty. Her posture was elegant, slightly turned to the side, her 　　large, dark eyes gazing blankly at the bustling world outside. She sat there for an hour without the slightest impatience, her 　　tea untouched. Together with the classical Western-style window frames, the scene resembled a medieval oil painting, 　　endlessly captivating. 　　 He Bin silently admired her. In this materialistic and chaotic world, such a quiet 　　moment of pure beauty was so rare. His black phone twirled in his hand like a gun in a movie, its solid 　　texture giving him a sense of security, comfort, and strength. 　　 The woman must have sensed my gaze, but she never looked over. She only shrugged nervously 　　, as if trying to shake off a few annoying specks of dust. But beautiful lady, don't you know these aren't specks of dust? 　　 Finally, the woman got up, picked up her handbag, and walked towards me. At the same time, my watch vibrated silently. He Bin looked up 　　; it was 4:45 PM. 　　 He Bin could see the woman's long, white legs peeking out from under her knee-length skirt. She was very tall; 　　even without heels, she was probably a centimeter or two taller than him. A subtle fragrance wafted in the air—Lancome, exactly 　　the kind of scent he liked, incredibly feminine and intoxicating. 　　 As she passed by, He Bin casually said, "In a hurry? Why don't you sit down sometime 　　?" The blue light from his phone suddenly brightened. 　　 Gu Mei stopped in her tracks, looking down at him with a bewildered expression. "Who are you? Do 　　 you know me?" He Bin said, "Guess. Meeting is fate." 　　 This cliché, which would be universally disliked, worked on her. After a moment's thought, she agreed.

“Okay, I still have some time.” He wiped the fabric sofa with a tissue, then sat down opposite her, his long
legs pressed together. Every smile and gesture exuded a charming, well-mannered air.
The bartender, noticing the commotion, came over to ask what he needed. He Bin simply told him to bring Gu Mei's tea,
gave him a generous tip, and sent him away, telling him not to come back. Gu Mei let him do as he pleased, offering no
objection. The bartender smiled rather ambiguously before leaving, and Gu Mei simply turned her head away in disgust.
The two sat facing each other, silent for a while. He Bin broke the silence, “What are you thinking about, beautiful?”
Gu Mei didn't hide her thoughts, “I'm thinking, this is quite strange. I clearly didn't want to come here, but I did; I clearly
wanted to leave, but I couldn't; I clearly felt a little annoyed when you tried to chat me up, but I sat down.”
He Bin smiled meaningfully, “Not strange at all, the root of the problem lies with me.” "
Nonsense, I don't even know you."
"But I know you, not only do I know you, but I know everything about you."
Gu Mei didn't reply, revealing a disdainful expression. She was a reclusive person, with almost
no personal life or social interaction outside of her career, which was unbelievable for her age and beauty
. In fact, countless people from the company and clients had pursued her fervently, but without exception, they all met with
indifference. Thus, she earned the reputation of "Ice Queen."
Besides herself, who else would understand her? She had seen too many men like this; they were clearly playing tricks.
He Bin saw what she was thinking and said, "You are Gu Mei, just turned 26 last month, and were promoted last week to
administrative supervisor at Zhongtian Development Group. Single, parents deceased, own a Beetle. Own a two-bedroom apartment
in Chujiang Garden."
"Well, I don't know how you know that, but it's in the company information, so it's not surprising." "
So, do you always buy Armani underwear, or mainly ice blue? Does your period start
at the end of each month? If I'm not mistaken, your period is due next week."
"You're spying on me?!" Gu Mei's face changed drastically.
Very good, very good, the game is getting into its stride. This is the effect I wanted. Let the storm rage on,
as long as it doesn't capsize the ship.
"You're cold on the outside but lewd on the inside. You're ruthless at the company, your subordinates both hate and fear you. At home,
you masturbate at a fixed time every night, screaming loudly during orgasms. You pretend to be a clean freak, but you flaunt your
dirty underwear that hasn't been washed for days..."
"Enough!" Gu Mei roared, making a move to stand up. "You're talking nonsense, spreading rumors..."
He Bin wouldn't let her go. "Trying to leave? You think you can? You rotten bitch!" The cell
phone signal flickered rapidly, the bright blue light becoming eerily bright.
Gu Mei seemed to be enveloped in an invisible aura, struggling painfully in her seat, unable to
get up and leave, while enduring the man's barrage of insults. Completely stunned, tears welled in her eyes, she
had completely lost her usual commanding presence in the workplace. "God, help me, why can't I leave? Why can't I leave
?"
A barber peeked over, He Bin waved his hand, then withdrew it.
He Bin roared in a deep voice, "Calm down, sit still, don't let them laugh at you. Remember, you can't disobey me
." "Accompanied by the man's deep, threatening voice, the blue signal light blazed brightly, like a venomous
spider with bewitching blue eyes, staring intently at a butterfly struggling in its web.
As if frozen in place, Gu Mei froze, her eyes shifting rapidly, revealing
the immense inner turmoil she had endured in that instant; a fine layer of sweat even appeared on her smooth forehead. It didn't last long,
only a few seconds before she returned to normal, but her demeanor had fundamentally changed. Her eyelids drooped, a stark contrast to her previous
confident and carefree air, replaced by submissive and humble demeanor. 'I'm sorry, I lost my composure. I'll do as you command.'
It seemed these astonishing changes were entirely within He Bin's grasp, a smug smirk playing on his lips. 'So
, was what I said just now true?'
'Yes, you're absolutely right. I am a cold-faced, lewd bitch at the heart.'" Her
voice was incredibly soft, but her face was pale, and her teeth were clenched, clearly showing her inner humiliation, yet unable to resist answering
.
Seeing the beautiful woman's shameful appearance, his little brother below became instantly erect, but
his eyes, fixed on Gu Mei, remained icy. "If it's true, then prove it to me."
The beautiful woman answered yes, hesitated noticeably, glanced around, and then
pulled open the collar of her white shirt, revealing a glimpse of snow-white chest muscle, a deep cleavage, and the edge of a dark blue lace bra.
"Are you trying to kill me? How am I supposed to see that?" Gu
Mei blushed, unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, then pulled it open further, almost completely
exposing her upper body except for her bra. He Bin seemed to be stung by the dazzling light of her white flesh, involuntarily narrowing his eyes,
his throat bobbing, and swallowing hard.
Her fair skin was flawless and impeccable, her breasts full and firm, the flesh above her bra
smooth and alluring, swollen and tempting him to reach out and bite. The bra was, of course, his favorite
kind—an expensive Armani, semi-transparent blue lace, through which one could see her dark nipples.
He Bin was still not satisfied. "Take it off, take it off." "
For some reason, even knowing it was getting increasingly outrageous, Gu Mei couldn't resist any instruction from this strange man.
She obediently unhooked her bra from behind and handed it to him. He Bin crumpled the soft fabric into a ball,
held it to his nose, and took a deep breath. A rich, feminine fragrance filled his nostrils, reaching his brain.
His eyes remained fixed on the beautiful woman's full, firm breasts. He commanded, 'Thrust forward.'
Gu Mei had no choice but to thrust her chest forward, fully displaying her most prized feature. Her breasts were large and
round, white and heavy. Even without the bra, her rounded breasts stood tall and proud, their curves beautiful.
The two deep red nipples at the peaks trembled precariously with her rapid breathing, making her exceptionally alluring—truly
the finest creation of God."
Gu Mei, oblivious to her own feelings, watched the man's expression with worry, while also observing the changing environment.
Not daring to urge him too much, she pleaded, "Is it done?"
Hearing the man finally say it was done, Gu Mei felt a wave of relief. Before she could even cover her chest,
she heard the next sentence, "And the bottom, take it off, and bring it here."
Gu Mei felt a surge of anger rising within her, her already somewhat cold facial features becoming even more defined. This was too much!
Her submission had only resulted in further demands. Her strong sense of pride reignited, and she glared at the
pervert before her.
Their gazes met, and He Bin smiled unexpectedly. This game was getting more and more interesting. No rush,
there was still plenty of time.

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