[Fantasy] Savage Prisoner (Complete) - Chapters 43-45 (End)

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Chapter 177 Bullied by the Tip of the Tongue~ High H~

Bai Lu's handsome face was close to my private parts, his slightly rapid breath blowing on my tender and sensitive inner thighs, arousing a tingling sensation.

"Hoo~~hoo~~..." Just washed by intense pleasure, my little hole overflowed with flower fluid, wave after wave, slowly sliding down the winding path, bringing a hot and itchy feeling.

"Wife, your little hole is so beautiful!" He stared intently, praising me incessantly. "Tender and juicy, tight and wet, it looks very delicious. May I taste it???"

"No...ah...um~~...ha~~..." I raised my fair and slender neck, shook my head slightly, and stared at him with misty eyes, watching him look up, give me a seductive smile, lower his head and approach my spasming, tender flower hole, and exhale heavily.

With a jolt, I reflexively squeezed my legs together, trapping his handsome face, and then quickly released them.

He leaned in, his warm, thin lips pressed against the slightly parted vulva, kissing it passionately before pulling back slightly, teasing, "Wife, your flower nectar has flowed out so much, it's sticking to my lips, carrying a sweet taste."

He moved closer again, extending his nimble tongue, licking along the outer edge of the vulva, from bottom to top... then teasing the pearl heavily, from top to bottom, mischievously skimming over the tight opening...

Wherever his tongue touched, it left a wet, cool, sour, and swollen feeling, gradually transforming into an inexplicable emptiness that was unbearable... I couldn't help but lift my round, plump buttocks, bringing them closer to his mouth.

"Wife, don't rush... huff... let me slowly serve you... huff..." he mumbled in agreement, taking the vulva into his mouth and sucking hard, the strong suction making the vulva tingle, and more and more spring nectar seeped out.

"Ha...ha...mmm...take another breath...so good..." Her jade-like legs were stretched straight, her delicate jade-like toes slightly raised...two crimson buds bloomed on her full, soft breasts, her deep, tight little hole was already wet, her entire fair and delicate body was as soft as water, yet she could feel all the muscles in her body were stretched taut...

both comfortable and uncomfortable...it felt as if flames were burning silently all over her body...

His tongue was like a nimble snake, teasing the tight flower opening, licking and kissing in circles, occasionally slipping into the slightly opening little hole, just going in a little, and then quickly withdrawing...

after teasing like this a few times, the tingling and sore feeling inside the hole became more and more obvious, I breathed heavily, and pleaded softly: "Ha...ha...come in quickly...it's so itchy inside..."

His tongue licked and kissed up and down for a while, obediently pressing against the soft flower opening, and with a little force, it slid in slightly.

"Ah~ha~~...Mmm~~..." So good, I gasped for breath, feeling the tip of her tongue licking and teasing inside my vagina, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, a surging, overwhelming pleasure, like a fierce tide, wave after wave, almost drowning me...

The soft, nimble tongue circled in the deep, tight passage, then suddenly pressed against the soft flesh of the sensitive spot on the upper left, licking it heavily, mimicking the rhythm of intercourse, again and again, stirring up waves of tingling pleasure.

So good...so good...

My mind went blank, I couldn't think of anything, all the sensations were concentrated in the vagina between my thighs, tingling, sore, swollen, wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure...

Suddenly, the tip of her tongue pressed heavily against the soft flesh, then slowly withdrew.

"Mmm...don't go...hah..." The source of my pleasure has left...but my little hole isn't satisfied yet...hanging there like this, so empty and so painful...

thin lips took my tempting little hole in his mouth and sucked hard, as if trying to draw out all the abundant nectar from my secret passage...

the powerful suction brought another kind of pleasure, as if the entire flower path was being sucked out...the inexplicable pleasure and the pleasure that had just been interrupted combined, turning into a continuous current that flowed through my whole body...

"Mmm...ah~hah...White egret...don't stop...this feels so good..."I couldn't help but sway my slender waist, becoming more and more coy, pushing my private, wanton flower hole even deeper into his mouth.

His movements abruptly ceased. He raised his head, his phoenix eyes, still moist with dew, glaring at me with displeasure: "Call me husband!!"

"Husband...don't stop...hah...I feel so uncomfortable...my little hole feels so empty...so itchy...hah..." Why does he always stop at the crucial moment when we're about to reach the pinnacle of pleasure? Why does he always tease me like this?

I pouted, my eyes slightly watery, staring at him mistily, silently accusing him.

My high, soft breasts swayed gently in circles, my supple waist swayed rhythmically, my peach-like buttocks lifted slightly, revealing my slightly swollen vulva, opening and closing, layers of moisture flowing out...

a blatant seduction, hidden beneath a pure exterior, half-concealed, half-revealed, brimming with charm.

My small, fair hand slid gently down my delicate skin towards my lower abdomen, trying to reach the secret spot between my legs… but it was suddenly grabbed by a large hand and firmly pressed above my head.

“Let go of my hand…” My dissatisfied voice was swallowed by an urgent, passionate kiss, and I swallowed the rest of my words—I can satisfy myself.

He leaned down, his thin, sweet lips precisely pressed against my pink lips, his nimble, wet tongue licking my lips provocatively, stirring a tingling sensation that made me unconsciously want to tilt my head back and escape, but I couldn’t escape.

His nimble tongue patiently licked, enticing me in circles, occasionally pressing hard against the crevice, stirring up an even more tingling and numbing sensation…

His slender fingers slowly caressed my delicate neck, gradually moving downwards, gliding over my beautiful, delicate collarbone, to my two high, full breasts. He took turns teasing the slightly trembling, pink peach blossoms at the tips of my breasts, as if hesitating over a choice, finally making up his mind, grabbing the soft, plump, and elastic white flesh on the left, kneading it lightly and heavily…

Ah… The sudden grasp of his hot palm sent a tingling sensation through my empty, full breasts, like a flame of pleasure being ignited and quickly spreading…

“Ha… Ha… Husband… My little hole is so itchy… I want a big, meaty rod to pound into it hard…” I breathed heavily, whispering in his ear, gently teasing him.

Chapter 178 You Must Listen to My High H~

"Hmm~...Ah~~...Huff~~...Huff~~..." I gasped for breath... He gripped my high, full breasts tightly, kneading them forcefully, igniting sparks of pleasure... My moist, juicy little hole spasmed incessantly, opening and closing silently, enticing him, bewitching him, hot, swollen, and utterly empty...

"Husband...Ha~~...I want...your big cock...to go in..." The tingling emptiness made me beg uncontrollably.

"Huff~~...Huff~~..." He breathed heavily.

His hot, thick penis, hard as an iron pillar, pressed against my vulva, sliding up and down a few times before gently inserting it into my empty, wanton opening. He quickly withdrew, circled the opening twice, and then gently

pushed in again before pulling out… “Ha… harder… faster… closer… mmm… it’s so itchy inside…” My little buttocks rose to meet his thrusts, swaying back and forth as he pushed his penis in.

“Wife… huff… don’t rush… take it slow…” he gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his urges.

"Husband!! Stop playing around... It's so itchy... So hot... My little hole feels so uncomfortable... Hurry up and come in..." Unable to bear his deliberate teasing, my little hole was itchy and numb, and I couldn't stand the moment his penis silently tasted it and then stopped.

"Wife... Don't be so impatient... Take it slow... That's more romantic... Huff..." His breathing became more and more rapid.

I gritted my teeth, raised my head, and thrust my breasts forward, offering them to his hands, retorting inwardly with resentment:

Just now you teased my little hole like that, stirring up my desire into a raging fire, and now you're emphasizing romance, refusing to satisfy me. What a scoundrel!!

"Ha~... Ha~... If you can't satisfy me... then get out of my way... I'll go find... Ha~... a man who can satisfy me!!!... Ah ha~~..." I pouted and said somewhat unhappily.

Before the words even finished, his large hand gripped my buttocks tightly, and his hot, hard penis thrust viciously into my tender little hole, plunging in completely and then withdrawing fully, each thrust more forceful than the last, fast and fierce.

"You're still thinking about other men??... Huff... Huff... Then I'll fuck you until you can't get out of bed..." he declared viciously, his lower body thrusting even more violently, almost tearing my little hole apart.

"Ah~~... Ha~~... Hmm~~... Ha~~..." My body went limp, letting him play with and thrust wickedly, my little hole gripping his huge penis tightly, feeling waves of indescribable pleasure rapidly spreading throughout my body from our point of union...

-- To deal with a disobedient man, you have to use reverse psychology.

But, I seem to be unable to bear the consequences.

"

...Ha...Ha...Husband...please let me go...My waist is sore...My legs are weak...I can't take another round..."

"Huff...Huff...Dream on...Today I'll definitely serve you until you're completely satisfied..."

"I really can't...Ah...Ha...My little hole is so numb and tingly...It's so swollen...I really can't go in any more...You'll tear my tender flesh...Mmm..."

"Good wife...Huff...Let me do it one more time...I promise...It really is the last time..."

"Ah...Mmm ha..."

"Huff...Huff..."

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After the passion subsided, we lay on the messy bed, facing each other, chatting idly.

"You bad man...Look...My little hole is all swollen...It's dry and swollen inside...You've squeezed out all the moisture...It's so uncomfortable..." I complained aggrievedly.

My whole body felt sore and weak, especially my slender waist, which was sore and swollen, almost breaking. I was so weak that I couldn't even lift my fingers.

"You've completely drained me..." Bailu mimicked my tone, complaining aggrievedly. His voice sounded strange, with a hint of smug satisfaction, making me both angry and amused.

Suddenly intrigued, I mischievously suggested, "Really?? Let me touch you?? Are you impotent??"

Unfortunately, I was too weak to lift a finger, unable to put it into practice.

"Wife, if your little hole agrees, we can go on for another three hundred rounds, and I'll still be as vigorous as ever!!" he boasted proudly.

"Get lost, you just know how to bully me." I gave him a flirtatious wink.

He immediately begged for mercy: "No, no. Wife, you're my precious treasure, my heart's sweetheart. I'm afraid you'll melt in my mouth, afraid you'll drop in my hands."

"Smooth talker," I laughed.

"My sincerity towards you is as clear as day." He raised his hand, pointing to the ceiling, and said solemnly, with a rather serious air.

"Where?? I didn't see you." I feigned ignorance. "How does your sincerity manifest itself? Is it by listening to me, thinking of me in everything, worrying about me constantly, or just wanting to have sex with me every day?"

"All of the above." He smiled, his thin lips suddenly close, giving my red lips a light kiss.

"You said it, right? Won't you go back on your word?" I stared at him with wide, watery eyes, my charming voice rising slightly.

"I will always listen to you, think of you in everything, listen to you constantly, want to be with you every moment, and want to have sex with you every day." He looked at me intently, making a serious statement. His phoenix eyes, brimming with dew, shone brightly, like dazzling obsidian, deep and captivating.

"Alright, then get off my bed, leave my dorm room, and go home to rest." I commanded triumphantly.

"Sigh...Yes, ma'am." He sighed helplessly, rolled out of bed, and swaggered out the door, ready to leave.

"Wait!!" I called after him.

"Have you changed your mind and allowed me to stay and get up with you?" His eyes lit up, a look of delight on his face.

"Go back to where you came from." I glanced at the balcony, hinting at him.

"Aren't you afraid I'll fall off the balcony??" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Don't joke around, husband. You're so clever and strong, a seven-times-a-night man, I don't need to worry. Goodnight, I won't see you off~" I replied with a smile.

"Goodnight, ma'am, you must dream of me later~~" He waved from the balcony, blew me a kiss, and jumped down.

The dark hand of night gently brushed across my eyes, leading me into a pitch-black dream.

Chapter 179 The Unexplained Empty Hall, What Happened to Teacher Zhaojun?

I sat in the first row of the lecture hall, looking up, my large, almond-shaped eyes fixed on the round clock hanging above the blackboard. The slender second hand ticked away, unhurriedly and rhythmically. It couldn't possibly reflect my extreme anxiety.

Ten minutes had passed since the bell rang, but Professor Zhaojun still hadn't arrived.

Behind me, a cacophony of chatter, complaints, and the sounds of students packing their bags and leaving filled the air.

It's rare for a teacher to be absent from a class like this in a university. If a teacher has something to do, they usually notify the class well in advance and reschedule. There's no situation where all the students are left waiting.

I called him… one call after another, but the receiver was always busy; no one answered.

...

Behind me, someone complained, "What a lousy teacher! He stood us up!"

"I heard he's a handsome young man. I came all the way here today just to listen to his lecture, and this is the result. It's disgusting. I'm never coming to class again."

"It's an elective course. We're already giving him so much face by coming here, and he skipped class?! This teacher has no sense of responsibility."

"Let's go, let's go back and catch up on some sleep."

"Let's go to the internet cafe. I haven't used up my card yet."

...

Unable to bear it any longer, I suddenly stood up, turned around, and loudly retorted, "Teacher Zhaojun is not the kind of irresponsible person you think, skipping classes at will!!! He must have had some urgent matter that delayed him!!! Everyone, wait a little longer, I promise he'll come back to teach us!!!"

My clear voice echoed in the spacious classroom, like a huge stone thrown into a calm pond, creating ripples.

As soon as I finished speaking, my face flushed red, my skin burning like boiling water, wishing I could disappear into a crack in the ground.

However, within just a minute or two, the classroom was completely empty of students, leaving only a handful.

The students who had been engrossed in their books looked up at me in astonishment, their mouths slightly agape, utterly shocked.

A young couple huddled together in the corner, lost in their affectionate act, suddenly froze, as if petrified. A moment later, the girl, startled by the noise, threw herself into the boy's arms, her petite body trembling slightly. The boy patiently comforted her while glaring at me fiercely…

I made a snap decision, grabbed my bag, and dashed out of the classroom.

How embarrassing…

I had actually lost my temper and done something so shameful. Luckily, there weren't many people in the classroom, otherwise, I would have become infamous throughout the school once again.

But… but I just can't stand them slandering Zhaojun like that. My Zhaojun is clearly a gentle, elegant, and responsible man…

What… what is this… He's not my… My Zhaojun, he's our Teacher Wang Zhaojun…

Uh, what am I thinking? Why does my heart become so chaotic as soon as things are connected to Zhaojun? It feels like I'm suspended in mid-air, completely lost.

No, no, I stopped, staring blankly at the door in front of me. This is Zhaojun's office.

I ran my hand through my silky hair in frustration, silently lowering my head, muttering to myself: How did I end up at his door like this? Right now, I don't dare knock.

Should I just go back like this?

Chapter 180 The Sickly Beauty—

What to Do About Zhaojun? What to do?

I don't want to go back empty-handed, but I don't want to knock rashly, and I don't want to be seen in this corridor by others.

What should I do?

…

A sudden inspiration struck me, a slight smile playing on my lips. I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed Zhaojun's number.

If he were in his office, the phone would ring immediately, its sound drifting through the crack in the door.

“Beep…beep…” A hollow busy tone filled my ears, but melodious music could be faintly heard from inside the office.

He was indeed in his office. I smiled and raised my hand to knock. “Knock…” My delicate fingers had barely touched the door when the call was answered. “Hello…” His usually clear, melodious voice was now weak and feeble, sounding extremely frail.

“Zhaojun, you didn’t come to class today? Are you feeling unwell?” I asked anxiously, my small hand gripping the doorknob. I tried to open it with a little force, but it wouldn’t budge; the thick door seemed locked from the inside.

“I…I’m fine…you don’t need to worry…” he replied weakly.

“Zhaojun, I’m at your office door now. Please open it.” I knocked politely three times, making sure he heard me.

“Don’t worry about me…I’m fine…” he actually refused.

"Zhaojun, open the door quickly!" I was anxious and knocked three more times, but there was no response from inside.

"You...you don't need to worry about me...my life or death...is none of your business..." he said haltingly, his weak voice sounding like a child throwing a tantrum.

"Open the door quickly!!" My voice suddenly rose, a clear and melodious voice tinged with anger, echoing in the empty corridor.

"I told you I don't need to worry about me!!" He was angry on the other end too.

"Fine, I don't care!!!" I slammed the phone down, turned around angrily, and left.

I'm never going to talk to Zhaojun again!! I don't care if he's sick to the point of death!!!!!

He's dying...

Zhaojun, he might be sick. His voice was so weak, he must be sick.

"Huff...huff..." I stood angrily at the top of the stairs, staring down the stairs, my toes feeling as if they were weighed down by a thousand-pound stone, unable to lift.

I gently rubbed my chest, trying to catch my breath while secretly justifying myself: "Rose, you silly woman, how can you be so petty with a sick person? He's so weak, he must be sick, maybe he's delirious from the fever and is mistaking you for his mother, acting like a child. How can you take that to heart?" But... my

soft, sensitive fingertips suddenly touched the rose necklace around my neck, and I trembled slightly, unable to bear it any longer: I was so worried, my heart was completely occupied by him, feeling empty and aching, how could I just leave empty-handed?

I can't leave, I have to go back, I have to see him with my own eyes to feel at ease.

...

Suddenly turning around, I froze.

Zhaojun leaned against the office door, her captivating peach blossom eyes, like rippling autumn water, gazing at me tenderly. A thousand words were condensed in that silent gaze, making me intoxicated and captivated.

Those clear, spring-like eyes were visibly bloodshot. His pale, bloodless lips were slightly pursed, as if he wanted to speak but couldn't. His exquisitely beautiful face was pale, slightly sweaty, and his breathing was shallow and rapid. His

slender figure leaned weakly against the thick door, his hands clenched into fists, as if struggling to control himself.

Even in his sickly state, he remained breathtakingly beautiful. Like a delicate hand caressing her heart, her willow-leaf brows slightly furrowed, a sickly beauty, inspiring love and tenderness.

Now, he seemed to be disappearing, ethereal and almost invisible.

...

Chapter 181 Zhaojun, I didn't mean to bully you~ 1

Zhaojun leaned against the door, her beautiful peach blossom eyes holding a faint smile, gazing at me, as if she had countless words to say and an unconcealable weariness.

"Zhaojun!!" I rushed to his side like a wild goose.

But he didn't open his arms to welcome me as I rushed towards him.

He seemed unable to hold on any longer; his body swayed, and he fell heavily onto me.

I was thrown back a couple of steps, almost falling.

I quickly reached out to support him, and with great effort, I managed to steady him.

"

You're burning up! You really have a fever!" I gasped, feeling his burning heat even through his shirt. I struggled to stand, desperately supporting his heavy weight.

"Huff...huff..." he gasped weakly, "I'm a little dizzy..."

"Dizzy?? You jerk!! You're so sick, and all you know is dizziness, you didn't even realize you had a fever...Are you delirious? Why didn't you go to the hospital?" I let him cling to me, complaining anxiously while struggling to support him, barely managing to walk him into the office.

Those few steps felt incredibly long. What's infuriating is that he wouldn't cooperate, only pressing his heavy body against mine.

With a lot of effort, I dragged and pulled him to the leather sofa, and after a long struggle, I finally got him to lie down comfortably.

He lay there comfortably, but I was exhausted, panting and out of breath.

I took a breath, found a cushion and placed it under his head, then touched his forehead with my palm; it was still alarmingly hot.

"I'll call the campus emergency number 120 and have them come pick you up." I reached into my bag, took out my phone, and prepared to dial.

He suddenly grabbed my hand, squeezing it hard, almost painfully.

"I don't want to go!!" He gripped me tightly, preventing me from making the call. He said, "Rose, I just want you to stay by my side... Sigh... I don't want to see anyone, I don't want to go anywhere... I only need you..."

"How can that be? I'm not a doctor, I don't know how to treat you..." I struggled slightly, trying to pull my hand away, but he gripped it even tighter, and I couldn't break free.

"Rose... Rose..." His misty peach blossom eyes stared at me, his voice so weak it was almost inaudible: "Rose... I only need you... to stay by my side..."

"Then I'll go buy you some fever reducer, okay?" Seeing his stubborn look, I patiently coaxed him gently.

"The medicine... is in the drawer... can you get it for me... Don't go... close the door first..." He watched my every move, his peach blossom eyes filled with a faint moisture, as if afraid I would turn and leave.

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How could I leave? Seeing his weak state, I felt an indescribable pain in my heart: it was as if a furry cat's claw with sharp nails was scratching at my heart, causing unbearable pain, yet I couldn't reach out to cover it.

Unable to dissuade him, I got up and locked the door as he wished.

Then I went to the desk, opened the first drawer, found a box of medicine (such as Baijiahei) among a pile of bottles and jars, took out one pill, poured a glass of water, and brought it to him.

"Here, open your mouth, take some medicine first." He obediently opened his thin lips, and I put the pill in his mouth, handing him the glass of water.

"I... I can't get up... my hands are weak..." he mumbled, the pill still in his mouth, trying to sit up.

"I'll help you." I handed him the water and reached out to support him, hooking my right arm around his neck, trying to lift him up, but I couldn't.

Seeing his slightly furrowed brow and pursed lips, I grew anxious, thinking that the pill from earlier was slowly dissolving in his mouth, now filling the air with bitterness.

But the more anxious I became, the less I could lift him up.

...

"Never mind, don't rush," he said, trying to comfort me.

Holding the water glass, he tilted his head slightly, trying to force a sip, but his hand trembled, and half the glass of water spilled onto his chest.

"Ah..." I exclaimed, quickly reaching for the glass, trying to brush away the spilled water, but hesitated for a moment, watching helplessly as the water soaked through his shirt.

The wetness seemed to dazed him, and the feeling of his clothes being soaked made him even more uncomfortable.

"So bitter... water... I need water..." he murmured softly, helplessly. He grabbed his soaked shirt with his left hand and pulled hard, and with a whoosh, two buttons flew off, revealing his smooth, muscular chest.

I was stunned, my mind reeling: ...He had the strength to tear his shirt, how come he didn't have the strength to support his upper body?

Without time to think, seeing him about to spit out the dissolved pill, I picked up the cup, took a sip, held it in my mouth, and leaned down to feed him the water.

...

The first taste was the bitterness of the pill, astringent, quickly spreading in my mouth. I slowly fed him the water, feeling the dissolved pill slide down his throat.

Then, unconsciously, he gently sucked, and a soft, slippery tongue slid out, licking my teeth.

A strangely familiar current surged from his tongue, striking me instantly.

I leaned back abruptly, escaping the fiery source of pleasure.

"So bitter...water..." He was delirious with fever, staring blankly at my red lips, seemingly still wanting to taste the cool, refreshing water.

My little hands were clasped together, turning and turning, just like my conflicted heart:

...When I saw him in pain, I panicked and tried to feed him the pills with water, but the bitterness in my mouth couldn't be washed away with just a sip of water. Did I have to try again? My

bright almond-shaped eyes watched him struggle to drink, and with a determined heart, I took a big gulp of water, lowered my head, and fed it to him through my thin lips. Before he could react, I quickly pulled away, took another big gulp, and fed it to him.

...

I don't know when, but his tongue hooked onto mine, caressing and licking it incessantly, igniting waves of joy. His thin lips held my red lips, sucking lightly and heavily, as if savoring a glistening, vibrant jelly.

He gently and deeply kissed every corner of my mouth, playfully tapping each of my pearly white teeth, licking my sensitive palate repeatedly, pressing against my soft tongue, thrusting back and forth…

Waves of tingling, indescribable pleasure spread from where he licked, silently bewitching me, making me unconsciously submit to him, cater to him, and seduce him for more pleasure.

My slightly immature tongue followed his lead, licking his soft, flexible tongue, then tapping his teeth once, counting them one by one, curiously licking his palate…

He grew increasingly excited, his thin lips pressing heavily against my red lips, lingering and passionately entwining.

“Ha…ha…” I suddenly threw my head back, escaping his fiery embrace. My lost reason gradually returned to my mind, my delicate face flushing red, like the vibrant red apple in Snow White's hand.

How embarrassing…and so fun…ha…

I glanced at him shyly, and was shocked: his pale face was flushed with an unnatural redness; he seemed to be experiencing the side effects of the fever reducer.

Anyone who takes fever reducer experiences a rebound phase—first the fever spikes, then it gradually subsides.

Now, Zhaojun's forehead felt like a branding iron. Forgetting my embarrassment, I got up

,

fetched a basin of water, took a clean white towel, wet it, wrung it out, folded it into a long strip, and placed it on his forehead, waiting for the coolness of the towel to slightly reduce his fever. After a minute, I removed it, wet the towel again, wrung it out, and placed it on his forehead once more.

His breathing gradually became steady, fine and even; he seemed to have fallen into a light sleep.

I stared at him, frozen in place, unable to move.

I was so busy taking care of him that I didn't notice the platinum necklace hanging around his fair neck, with a round ring engraved with an exquisite rose… exactly like my rose necklace, only slightly larger. It was as if it had been tailor-made for us.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment; the surroundings were silent, vast and empty. My mind went blank, all emotions vanished.

Gradually, my fingertips began to tingle, as if pricked by a needle, and all my intuition slowly returned. My heart felt empty, as if I had lost something important.

Chapter 182 Zhaojun, I didn't want to bully you~ 2 High H

"Rose…" Zhaojun murmured softly in her dream. Her soft, delicate voice was like a soft, white feather gently tickling her ear, pulling her back from the stagnant space-time.

I reached out and took the towel from his head, re-wetted it, wrung it out, folded it into a long strip, and placed it on his forehead.

Watching him quietly, the medicine seemed to be working; his complexion improved, and his body temperature was no longer alarmingly high.

A moment later, a small, delicate hand stealthily reached out to him, its soft fingertips gently pinching the larger rose ring. It was brought close to his eyes, examined closely: the exquisitely carved petals were lifelike, a masterpiece of craftsmanship, even the stamens were clearly visible, just like a real, blooming, delicate rose.

—It's practically identical to mine, just a size bigger.

…

Speaking of which, Zhaojun and I are truly destined for each other.

—Two people who have never met before, yet we even wear identical necklaces. —It's as if we specially chose matching couple necklaces, both platinum necklaces strung with rose rings.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but smile.

…

A warm, large hand suddenly grabbed my wrist. Startled, my hand trembled, and the rose necklace slipped down.

I glanced up and saw a pair of smiling, peach-blossom eyes—Zhaojun had woken up sometime earlier, gazing intently at me.

"You're awake? Feeling better?" I smiled faintly at him, a little embarrassed, and tried to pull my hand away.

But he held it tightly, his large hand holding mine, his long, slender fingers gently circling my soft palm.

"Are you thirsty? Want some water?" I regretted my words as soon as I opened my mouth; wasn't this clearly reminding him of my earlier attempt to drink water by mouth?

He remained silent, staring intently at me, his tender gaze lingering on me.

I lowered my head shyly, trying to avoid his gaze.

The moment I did, my face flushed red, and I became even more embarrassed, unsure where to look—I noticed

a small tent bulging in his lower body—

but the more embarrassed I became, the harder it was to look away—

I could only watch helplessly as that swelling grew even more impressive.

"...

I...I'll go get a glass of water..." I stammered, abruptly straightening up, instinctively wanting to escape this awkward moment.

In my excitement, I forgot he was holding me tightly...

Due to the recoil, I stumbled and fell, my face burying itself right in the swollen tent of his lower body—

"Ah..." Two gasps mingled, the woman's voice sharp and shy, the man's low and pained.

"I...I'm sorry..." I quickly lifted my blushing face, apologizing repeatedly.

"It hurts..." he responded weakly, his face pale.

"Where does it hurt?" For a moment, my mind was blank, and I anxiously asked, worried that his condition had worsened.

"It hurts here..." he pointed somewhat aggrievedly to the slightly shrunken swollen tent, pleading, "Rub it for me...rubbing it will make it stop hurting..."

I was speechless. I looked at where he was pointing, then at his handsome face, which was full of seriousness, not at all like he was joking.

But I…

Seeing that I hadn’t moved for a while, he raised his hazy, lingering peach blossom eyes, gave me a soft look, and said with his thin lips, “You… you bullied me just now, pressing down on me so hard, it hurts so much, quickly rub it for me…”

His expression was innocent and naive, like a pure child who had never experienced the world.

…

“Zhaojun, are you… are you delirious from the fever??” How could I agree to such a request? Did I really have to rub and blow on his swollen little brother?

“You… you bullied me… and you still won’t apologize…” He angrily pulled the towel off his forehead and threw it on the ground, resisting stubbornly, “I don’t want a towel, I don’t want to take medicine, I don’t want to see you…”

He said, he didn’t want to see me…

Before I could react, my small hand had already broken free from his large hand and firmly covered his hard, swollen tent, gently rubbing it, the hot sensation transmitted to my palm through the clothes.

"Ugh...it hurts...it hurts so much...it's getting even worse...help me..." He struggled a little, his desire swelling even more in my hands.

"Okay." I nodded obediently, as if under a spell.

My small hands deftly unzipped his pants, and a hard, large penis sprang out, erect and seemingly nodding enthusiastically at me. Vicious veins coiled around the shaft, winding and reaching the tip, the mushroom-shaped, dark red glans slightly oozing moisture.

"Zhao...Zhaojun..." I called out, shyly staring at it, my red lips slightly parted, and softly said, "I'm sorry..."

"Ugh...ugh..." His breathing became more rapid: "It still hurts so much...it hasn't forgiven you yet."

"Then what do I have to do for it to forgive me?" I forced myself to ask with courage.

"It won't hurt anymore, then it will forgive you," he explained.

...

A soft, white hand gently caressed his burning erection, the smooth palm sliding up and down the hard shaft, feeling it grow even larger, as thick as a child's arm, almost too big to grasp.

"Hoo...ha..." He squinted his bright, peach-blossom eyes, panting heavily.

"Does it feel good?" The small hand laboriously moved up and down, sometimes loose, sometimes tight, thoroughly enjoying itself.

"Hoo...ha...ha..." He couldn't speak.

Soft fingertips pressed against his burning erection, massaging the bulging veins back and forth, the pressure varying. A nimble thumb occasionally touched the large glans, quietly sliding up to the tip, gently tapping the slit, causing more milky white fluid to seep out.

Seeing the light sweat and slight blush on his beautiful, delicate face, like a bright, tempting pink apple, one longed to take a bite and savor it.

I resisted the urge to bite his beautiful face. I lowered my head, aimed at his large penis, and gently licked the mushroom-shaped glans with my nimble tongue.

He shuddered, his penis bouncing even more violently in my hand, almost slipping out of my grasp.

...

My full red lips enveloped his erection, my nimble tongue licking the glans incessantly, occasionally kissing the slit at the tip. My tongue flicked and rubbed back and forth, as if savoring a delicious ice cream, sucking and licking incessantly, from bottom to top.

My soft, serpentine hands were not idle either, stroking up and down, gently caressing his round scrotum... I heard his breathing become more rapid, and felt the temperature beside me growing hotter...

"Hoo...hoo...so good..." he murmured softly.

Soft, red lips kissed the even larger, swollen penis, taking the dark red, strawberry-like glans into their mouth. A nimble tongue circled and licked it, occasionally sucking lightly to draw out more of the cloudy white fluid.

Soft palms worked diligently, stroke after stroke, as if almost scorched by its burning heat…

Feeling the enormous penis grow even harder and thicker, trembling incessantly, the red lips licked the tip hard, then suddenly sucked deeply, a large gush of scalding liquid spurting from the slit, filling my mouth, the strong musky scent quickly filling the air.

“Cough…cough cough…” I turned my head, spitting out a glob of cloudy white semen.

…

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…

I was nervous, and an indescribable sense of remorse overwhelmed me:

The moment I heard him say he didn't want to see me again, my mind went blank, I lost my reason, and I actually… I actually did something so… shameful… I actually gave him oral sex… just to make him feel better… just to get his forgiveness…

My God, what did I do?!

I'd only met him twice, spoken to him twice on the phone… How could I take advantage of him while he was sick, while he was delirious?!

I… I…

I looked at Zhaojun, who was fast asleep on the sofa, quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe him clean, stuffed my limp penis back into my pants, and zipped up my pants. I picked up the towel from the floor, wet it, wrung it out, and gently placed it on his forehead, then hung the damp shirt on the chair to dry.

After tidying everything up, I clasped my hands together, closed my eyes, and whispered a prayer to him:

Teacher Zhaojun, please, please, please forget everything that happened today… You weren't sick, and I didn't come to see you, okay? "...Okay, it's decided then. I'm leaving now, you can rest. Remember, when you wake up, don't remember anything, okay?"

I glanced at him guiltily one last time, then quietly slipped out.

A

soft, pleasant voice whispered a prayer in my ear, and a graceful figure vanished without a trace, the faint fragrance lingering around me gradually fading away...

As the door closed softly, Zhaojun opened her beautiful, alluring peach blossom eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips.

...

His elaborate scheme today had, to some extent, revealed her true feelings.

—Although she always seemed to forget him, her eager concern, the gentle kisses while feeding him water, and those incredibly alluring red lips, though her technique was somewhat clumsy, were all genuine. They all made it clear to him

that—in her heart, he had always been there.

...

A glint of brilliance flashed in his gentle, affectionate peach blossom eyes. His thin lips pursed slightly as he touched the towel on his forehead, swearing solemnly:

"Rose, from now on, I will definitely punish you properly."

Chapter 183: The Bai Brothers Join Forces (h~)

Just out of the tiger's den, into the wolf's lair.

I stared at the smiling Bai Qi and Bai Lu, then glanced at the sumptuous feast before me, swallowing hard as my stomach rumbled. "

If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move."

I sighed silently in my heart, utterly helpless.

I hurriedly left Zhao Jun's side, rushing to the dormitory entrance, bumping right into Bai Lu who had been waiting for me.

"Wife~" he called sweetly, pulling me close. Ignoring the crowd coming and going, he lowered his head and gently pecked my red lips, asking with concern, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet..." Seeing a familiar face walk past, I craned my neck to look back, staring intently at me, my face flushing red, my voice barely audible.

"Then come with me, let's go eat first." He grabbed my hand and led me towards the school gate.

"Wait...wait..." I opened my rosy lips, but before I could utter a word of refusal, he cut me off.

"Wife, I will always listen to you, I'm willing to do anything for you, I want to be with you every moment..." He began with a sentimental declaration, and memories of last night gradually surfaced in my mind with his words. I quickly interrupted him, "Stop!! I know."

"Then will you have a meal with me, okay?" He turned and smiled, his dewy eyes sparkling like the brightest stars in the sky.

"Okay." His charm always works on me, so I obediently nodded and let him lead me away.

Following him into the elegantly decorated private room, my eyes immediately fell on plates of delicious-looking food—West Lake Vinegar Fish, Spicy Pig Trotters, Pickled Chicken Feet, Papaya Stewed with Snow Frog, Grandma's Braised Pork, Stir-fried Pig Liver in Soy Sauce, Boiled Enoki Mushrooms, Mapo Tofu…

My mouth was watering, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Bai Qi, the senior student, sitting leisurely in the corner.

…

And so, the situation became like this: the Bai brothers were watching me intently, and I sat at the table, anxious and uneasy, my stomach rumbling uncontrollably.

"Wife, aren't you hungry? What would you like to eat? I'll get it for you." Bai Lu generously sat to my right, picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of pig trotter, and held it to my lips.

I took a bite, tearing off a piece from his mouth—it tasted so good.

"Rose, come, have a sip." Bai Qi sat to my left, scooped up a spoonful of snow frog, and held it to my lips.

"Mmm... mmm..." I hadn't finished the pig's trotter in my mouth yet.

Bai Qi leaned closer, his pale lips sealing my red lips, his tongue slipping in, forcefully snatching the pig's trotter I'd bitten off.

Stunned, I was defeated. He took the pig's trotter, he got the advantage, and a spoonful of snow frog was stuffed into my mouth. Under his gaze, I obediently swallowed it.

"Wife... over here, come on, open your mouth slightly, have a piece of fish..." Bai Lu smiled and fed me a piece of fish, as if the forceful kiss that had just happened was nothing.

"Good girl, over here, come on, have a bite of my tofu." Bai Qi didn't dare to back down either.

"I won't take your tofu." I bit into the Mapo Tofu he offered, deliberately making it clear.

"Wife..."

"Rose..."

The two of them were having a great time feeding each other. I ate with great difficulty, not having time to chew slowly and savor the food.

"Stop!! I'll eat by myself!!" After enduring it for so long, I finally couldn't hold back anymore and raised my little hand to protest.

"Wife, is the food not to your liking?" The egret on the right feigned surprise.

"Rose, what else would you like to order? I'll go call the waiter." The white unicorn on the left looked concerned.

"Why aren't you eating? Aren't you hungry?" I protested.

"We've been starving for a long time." The two of them said in unison, staring at me, looking me up and down, their eyes revealing an indescribable evil.

The burning gazes on me made me feel uneasy. I looked around and realized that there were only the three of us in this elegant private room, and the waiter was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's the waiter? I'd like to order something else..." I panicked a little and roughly understood the two brothers' intentions—when you're well-fed, you think of lust. I made a calm request, hoping to get help. After all, there were outsiders present, so they couldn't lay a hand on me.

"Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll let them know." A pair of beautiful, dark eyes gazed at me, a slight smile playing on her lips, elegant and gentle.

"I want shrimp wontons..." My almond-shaped eyes blinked, my confidence faltering. I'd inadvertently mentioned the main dish, inadvertently revealing that I was almost finished eating.

Bai Qi gracefully rose, left, and closed the door behind him.

"Wife..." A warm, wet kiss landed on my ear. Bai Lu murmured softly, taking my earlobe into her mouth, passionately sucking and stimulating me, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me.

"Bai Lu...don't do this..." Her sweet, coquettish voice seemed to be both welcoming and resisting, but hearing it in his heart was like adding fuel to the already burning desire, making it blaze fiercely.

"My lady, you've lost weight...it seems like it's shrunk a bit here..." His hands wandered over my breasts, grasping a firm, peach-like mound of soft flesh through my clothes, kneading it lightly and heavily, his thin lips tracing the back of my neck, kissing and nibbling as if savoring a delicious treat, making smacking sounds.

"Ha~~ Let me go...if you don't like it, then...don't touch me..." I struggled slightly, a hint of anger in my voice, trying to escape his control.

"Let me massage you a little more, and if I touch you a few more times, it'll get bigger and bigger..." He pushed aside the food in front of him, pressing me down onto the table without hesitation, his hands deftly unbuttoning my clothes, revealing my fair, high breasts, the tips trembling slightly in the fresh air. His

strong, muscular body pressed down, his pale lips taking my pink nipples into his mouth, sucking hard.

"Ah~~ha~~" I couldn't help but let out a soft moan, a wave of pleasure shooting from his mouth into my breasts, quickly spreading throughout my body.

Chapter 184 Erotic Delicacies on the Table (High H)

I lay languidly on the dining table, my body weak and limp. My breasts were being sucked by Bai Lu, the sucking varying in pressure. A tingling, numbing, sour, and swollen sensation spread from his beautiful lips throughout my body, converging in my wet, aching vulva, stirring up unbearable soreness.

"No... Bai Lu... let me go..." My rosy lips panted, a delicate refusal, my small hands pressed against his broad chest, a mixture of welcoming and resisting.

"Call me husband, and I'll let you go." He said indistinctly, his mouth still holding my snow-white, full breasts.

"Husband!!" I called softly, following his lead.

He responded, seemingly even more excited, his hot hands sliding from my slender waist to my plump, round buttocks, kneading them roughly, utterly erotic.

"Husband, you said... let me go..." I twisted my body slightly, trying to escape his clutches.

"Chirp..." He bit down hard on my high, plump, soft breast, sucking deeply before reluctantly releasing it. His large hand slid wickedly up and down my snow-white thighs, caressing them intimately, not missing an inch of skin.

"Mmm~~ Ha~~" My body felt like it was on fire, my little hole was tingling, itchy, and swollen, a painful feeling, as if I were utterly empty, wanting a hot hand to knead it hard, wanting a thick, hard penis to thrust in and pound it relentlessly.

His large hand slid between my legs, grabbing a tuft of pubic hair and gently pulling it. A tingling sensation rose with his movements, and my pink buttocks couldn't help but respond to him, again and again. A trickle of moisture welled up from my empty little hole, seeping out and staining the surrounding pubic hair, uncontrollably flowing onto his hand.

"So much juice..." he teased, his breathing becoming more rapid.

"So embarrassing...don't say it..." I covered my eyes with my hands, as if trying to hide my face, not daring to look at his expression.

"If you won't say it, how about we do more..." He smiled faintly, his breath brushing against my soft skin, sending a shiver down my spine.

His large hand patiently parted the sparse pubic hair, revealing the hidden, pink, innocent little hole. His slender middle and index fingers gently pressed the outer edge of the hole, carefully and meticulously caressing it inch by inch, like a gentle soothing gesture, yet incredibly erotic. His

other large hand grabbed my plump breasts without warning, kneading and squeezing them alternately, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, shaping them into various forms.

His fingers relentlessly teased the sensitive tip, gently stroking and pulling, playing with it. When I wasn't paying attention, his slender fingers would occasionally pinch the shyly hidden pink pearl, sometimes slightly sinking into the mysterious, moist little hole.

Unable to withstand his relentless assault, I could only lie there weakly, my body burning with a faint, aroused pink, waiting for him to continue playing with my body.

"Wife, do you like me playing with you like this?" he asked deliberately, caught up in the moment.

"I like it… ah~~ ha~~… so comfortable… um~~ ha~~…" All my senses were focused on his hands, hoping he could bring me more pleasure. My red lips parted slightly, letting out soft moans, pleading gently, "Husband… husband… um~ ha~~ my little hole feels so uncomfortable… so empty…" My little bottom involuntarily arched up, pushing further into his hands, my legs pressed together, rubbing against each other.

"So empty..." He feigned mystery, inserting two fingers and mimicking the thrusting motions of intercourse, deliberately saying, "Wife, you're so wet today... I'm soaking wet... Is it because it's been too long since you've had me... are you really missing me?"

The "tsk tsk" sounds of his fingers moving in and out of my flower-like opening made me blush with embarrassment, and a wicked thought flashed through my mind: This desire, so easily aroused, so much lustful fluid, this sensitive body, this tingling, swollen, wanton little hole... this unusual reaction, is it because I wasn't satisfied with Zhaojun in the office before? So, once the accumulated desire exploded, it became so uncontrollable?

A jolt of fear shot through me. The shameful affair with Teacher Zhaojun brought an overwhelming sense of guilt, almost drowning me... But the overwhelming pleasure intertwined with an insatiable, profound emptiness, making me sway my slender waist uncontrollably, increasingly responding to his fingers. My enchanting vulva tightly gripped his finger, sucking incessantly, unwilling to let go.

"Husband... hurry and put it in... I want it so badly... big cock... thrust hard... thrust harder... my pussy is so itchy... ooh... mmm~~" I couldn't help but utter lewd words, an irresistible allure.

"Wife... huff~~" He couldn't resist any longer. He withdrew his fingers, took off his clothes, pulled me up slightly, spread my legs, and squeezed his strong body inside. His hot, thick penis pressed hard against my tender little hole, rubbed it a little, and then thrust straight in. He thrust back and forth two or three times, then it was fully inside. Before I could react, he began to thrust hard, one after another, each time more forceful than the last, violently hitting my most sensitive cervix. He would withdraw slightly, then thrust in hard again, making a "slap slap" sound, and my juices would splash everywhere.

"Ah... slower... slower... ha~~~ my little hole is about to be torn apart by you..." Unable to bear his speed and force, I couldn't help but plead softly. I felt a burning heat inside my little hole, and my tender, sensitive flesh was almost being rubbed raw. A tingling, sore pain came from my cervix.

"Wife...you seduced me...huff~~you're not allowed to back down...you must satisfy me today...ha~~" He said this without any room for negotiation, while thrusting fiercely, showing no intention of letting me go.

"Ah~~ha~~...you've pierced me...uh~~ha~~...slower...um~~faster~~...ah~ah~~don't poke there...ah~don't~poke~~..." Suddenly, a sensitive spot on my upper left side was accidentally poked by him, and a wave of pleasure—tingling, numb, sour, and itchy—spread rapidly, making my whole body go limp, almost turning into a pool of spring water...my legs, however, remained tightly straight, raised high, lifting my round and elastic little buttocks, increasingly welcoming his thrusts...

"I'm going to fuck you...fuck you hard...fuck you through...fuck you to pieces..." My breathing became more and more rapid, and my penis swelled up even more, aiming at that sensitive spot I had just discovered, grinding and poking it incessantly, the mushroom-shaped tip constantly hooking and rubbing, drawing out endless spring water and rhythmically sucking, making him feel even more comfortable...

the two of us thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of fish and water.

Suddenly, a soft clapping sound came from the doorway, and Bai Qi's deep, alluring voice said, "What a pair of wild lovers, inconsiderate of the occasion, engaging in promiscuous acts. I've truly had a free and exciting show to watch."

...

Startled by his sudden appearance, her vagina convulsed uncontrollably, gripping the large penis inside her tightly and rhythmically sucking it, mouthful after mouthful, as a gush of fluid welled up from deep within, spraying onto the mushroom-shaped tip.

The penis inside me trembled incessantly, swelling to a full size, and thrust hard into my core, ejaculating hot semen, all of it shooting into my body. 02-05
Chapter 185 Three People Sweet Love High H

Rapid breathing, confused lust.

My delicate body was limp and powerless, my fair and high breasts rose and fell with my rapid breathing, my straight and slender legs were slightly parted, my mysterious and enchanting little hole opened and closed, the cloudy white semen mixed with clear lustful fluid, slowly flowing out along the winding and spasming secret path.

"Fair and tender breasts, slender legs, graceful waist, fragrant flower hole..." Bai Qi approached, observing carefully, and praised slightly.

"Go away...don't look at me..." I commanded shyly, trying to sit up, but my hands were too weak to exert any strength, and I could only let him admire me.

His dark eyes contained clusters of flames, roaming unceremoniously over my delicate body. His thin lips curved slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips. He reached out his large hand, caressing my delicate collarbone, his long fingers sliding up my full, white breasts, pressing against the sensitive areolas, deliberately teasing them, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me.

"Get away...don't touch me..." I grabbed his hand, trying to push it away, but he grabbed mine instead, pulling my small hand to my peach-like breasts, kneading them as he manipulated them.

"No...don't do this...ha...ha..." Playing with myself in front of both of them filled me with shame, and I couldn't help but plead softly.

"So what should we do? You choose—do you prefer to do it yourself, or have me help you?" he asked wickedly.

"...Mmm...ha~~..." Unwilling to answer such an embarrassing question, I turned my head away, letting out a low moan.

He wasn't in a hurry to press further. He took my small hand, tracing it across my soft, delicate skin, and gradually sliding it towards my lower body's mysterious place.

"No...don't..."

"Don't what?...Like this?" He mischievously pressed my hand against my private parts, sliding it up and down, occasionally touching the pink pearl that was slightly protruding due to redness and swelling.

"Ah!~~ha~~ha~~..." Although I had just reached my climax, my alluring body couldn't withstand this forbidden teasing, becoming even more sensitive. A hot, swollen feeling rose in my moist flower cave...making me extremely uncomfortable. I wanted to rub it with my hand, but I was too embarrassed.

"You really do like it...truly innocent on the surface, but wanton at heart." He seemed to see through my thoughts, smiling teasingly, his dark eyes sparkling, seemingly very concerned.

"No... I don't like it..." I pouted my red lips, retorting guiltily, my small hands struggling to break free from his grasp, immediately pulling away from my body.

But, as soon as they left, my newly awakened little hole began to protest, tingling, swollen... dripping with lustful fluid, protesting incessantly.

"Hoo... Hah... Hah..." I swayed my slender waist impatiently, my tender flower opening slightly, like a blooming flower, charming and alluring, revealing a glimpse of the soft pink flesh within, infinitely alluring.

"Little slut... you take care of the top, I'll take care of the bottom..."

He took my small hands again, placing them on my breasts, implying that I should knead them myself. His large hands pressed against my high, round, peach-like buttocks, caressing them passionately. He seemed to have an insatiable fondness for my private parts, his fingers pulling apart the slightly curled pubic hair, carefully observing the thirsty, opening and closing flower.

Under his burning gaze, my greedy little hole seemed a little shy, opening and closing timidly, growing hotter and swollen, unbearably empty. A tingling, itchy sensation rose in my secret passage, seeping out layers of moisture, a mixture of the semen that had been ejaculated earlier quietly flowing out.

He clicked his tongue, seemingly somewhat displeased, and suddenly inserted two fingers into my flower hole, thrusting in and out. His fingers gently caressed the sensitive flesh... His slender fingers dug and stirred, seemingly trying to extract all the vaginal fluid and semen...

Unable to resist his deliberate teasing, a surge of heat rose throughout my body. The bone-melting pleasure and empty thirst made me sway my hips rhythmically, moving my little buttocks to meet his thrusts, letting out seductive moans: "Ha~ha~~mm~~~so good~over there~~...don't go too deep...woo~~ha~~no~~mm...so tingly~...I like it so much..."

"You thirsty little slut, do you like me playing with you like this?" He increased the speed of his thrusts, probing deeper and wider, aiming at the sensitive soft flesh on the left side and playing with it vigorously... His breathing became more and more rapid, his voice more and more husky and alluring.

"Mmm~ Ha~~ You... you can't stand... the semen Bai Lu left inside me... that's why you deliberately... tortured me like this..." I had long seen through their shared desires, but I couldn't bear his petty behavior, so I couldn't help but say it out loud.

My red lips were suddenly sealed by his, a domineering French kiss, his nimble tongue hooking onto my fragrant tongue, rubbing against it... his warm tongue simulated the thrusting of intercourse, licking my sensitive palate, teasing my protruding little tongue... arousing a tingling pleasure that left me speechless, only able to pant softly, my eyes filled with allure, my cheeks flushed, my red lips fragrant, panting softly, becoming increasingly weak, my whole body almost turning into a pool of spring water.

"Hoo~~~ Hoo~~~" He kissed my lips heavily, slowly withdrawing, leaving a trail of lingering, translucent silver thread, faintly visible.

"Ha~~~Ha~~Ha~~" I took a deep breath, gradually easing the feeling of almost suffocating. I couldn't say a word; my mind was a blur, yet I felt the pleasure in my body more and more clearly.

He withdrew his fingers, which were stained with my juices, wiped them on the inside of my soft thighs, and then removed his clothes.

His hot body covered me, his burning, hard member pressing against my private area at the base of my legs, rubbing it domineeringly… The fiery touch completely conquered me, causing me to involuntarily spread my legs, wrap them around his narrow waist, and eagerly respond to his caresses.

"Little slut, don't rush, I'm coming…" He kissed my lips, his large hands supporting my pink buttocks, his enormous member aimed at my dripping vagina, and with a "plop," it thrust in heavily.

"Ugh~~ Hah~~~" An intense sensation swept over me. My slippery, secret passage was forcefully pounded into by his hot, enormous penis. The feeling of my tender, tight passage being forcefully stretched open was unbearable. I retreated slightly, trying to avoid his overly large, engorged member.

He keenly noticed my small movement, and with his large hand, he lifted my round buttocks and pushed them towards him. His large penis thrust upwards, plunging in completely, pounding heavily against my tender cervix, stimulating a tingling, tingling, and comforting pleasure, yet also carrying a trace of indescribable pain.

"Ah~~ Hah~~~ You've pierced me..." My red lips uttered a delicate moan, captivating and alluring.

"You little slut, I'm going to pierce you!!" he declared fiercely, pulling out completely and thrusting in again and again.

"Ah~~ Gently~~ Hmm~~ No~~~ Ha~~ Don't stop~~ Hmm~~"

"You slut!! I'll fuck you to pieces!! I'll tear you apart!!! Huff~~~"

"Ah~~ Ugh~~ Ha~~ My little hole is about to be... broken by you~~ Hmm~~ Ha~~ Too deep~~... So numb..."

Her delicate body twisted and turned, trying to escape his ravaging and playing, but her slender waist was tightly gripped by him, unable to dodge, and could only welcome his savage lust and fierce impact...

"Wife, your moans are too tempting, making me hard again, what should I do??" Bai Lu's naked and strong body, his huge lower body erect, slightly twitching, was pointing at me aggressively.

Chapter 186 Don't offer your little chrysanthemum high h

In front of me was Bai Lu's aggressive big meat stick, and behind me was Bai Qi's strong and domineering thrusting.

Her soft, weak body trembled slightly, her full, alluring breasts, plump and white, high and firm, her pink peach blossoms trembling and blooming, becoming even more tempting. Her slender waist swayed rhythmically, feigning resistance and welcoming, exuding charm, seemingly unable to withstand the forceful thrusts, about to break. Her round, small, and elastic buttocks were wantonly caressed by a pair of large hands, the point of their union barely visible... The hot, large, purplish-black penis plunged completely into her wet and tight little hole, slightly withdrawing, then thrusting in again, each time circling slightly, deliberately teasing the pitiful, tearful little hole...

Soft, seductive moans, rapid, heavy breathing, and the "plop plop..." sounds of flesh slapping together blended together, becoming increasingly lewd and unbearable.

"Go away... Hah~~ Hmm~~... I don't want to... play a threesome with you guys~~ Ah~~ Hah~~~" I resisted weakly, turning my face away, unwilling to face the huge penis in front of me.

These two are too evil, actually teaming up to bully this soft and weak woman. I don't want to... I don't want to~... I don't want to... I must resist them to the end.

"Ugh~~~ Hah~~~..." Bai Lu actually pressed his erect penis against my red lips, the large mushroom-shaped tip intimately teasing my lips, seemingly eager to rush in. The rich musky scent lingered, making me want to avoid it.

"Ugh!!" No, no!! I tightly closed my mouth, unwilling to face it.

"Wife... help me..." Bai Lu pretended to be pitiful.

"Ugh!!" No, don't force me.

But the thrusts from behind grew increasingly fierce, each stroke pounding heavily against my cervix, grinding it relentlessly, then rubbing against the sensitive flesh on my left side a few times before withdrawing slightly and ramming in again with increasing force.

I felt increasingly weak and breathless, forced to open my lips and gasp for air.

Taking advantage of this moment, that wretched, large penis quickly sealed my lips with his.

His large, hot, hard penis was inserted into my soft, moist mouth, and I felt my soft, agile tongue constantly retreating and trying to escape. Unable to retreat in that small space, each time his sensitive glans was touched, as if deliberately licking and kissing… making him increasingly unable to resist, he pinched her high, alluring breasts, kneading them incessantly, his desire pushing ever deeper into her mouth, panting heavily, saying, “Wife… your mouth feels so good… lick it for me properly… huff… huff…”

“Ugh… ugh…” Forced by the two brothers from both sides, I couldn’t breathe, my body becoming increasingly limp, waves of pleasure spreading from the numb passage, enveloping my entire body, layer upon layer. My

tender tongue pushed against the invading desire, but always slipped away, so I tried again and again, but couldn’t withstand the force of his attack. The mushroom-shaped tip gently rubbed against my sensitive palate, bringing an unbearable tingling pleasure, making me involuntarily open my mouth, wanting to retreat slightly, but his large hand held the back of my head, forcing me to accept it.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... Let me go... It's so uncomfortable... I don't want this amazing pleasure... My body is becoming increasingly sensitive, as if it has gained its own consciousness in pursuit of that ultimate pleasure, accommodating the two men's manipulations, swaying seductively, greedily sucking.

"Little slut... It seems you like it... This double attack... Your little hole is gripping even tighter... Waves of lustful fluid are spraying onto my big cock..." Bai Qi teased wickedly.

"Wife... You're sucking me so well... Take a little more... Open your mouth wider... Let me go in a little more... Ah~~ So comfortable..." Bai Lu's cock ravaged my mouth, still not satisfied.

"Ugh..." I really couldn't take it anymore, translucent silver threads slid out of my little mouth, trailing long, condensing cold in the air, becoming even more lewd and alluring. Let them play however they want, as long as it makes me happier.

"Hoo... This place seems to be untouched yet?" Suddenly, Bai Qi's fingers pressed down on my tender, delicate anus, pressing hard.

"Ugh!!!" No, no!! I shook my head violently, not wanting to hurt my anus.

"Ah... Wife, your teeth scratched me..." Bai Qi cried out, pulling out his large penis.

"Don't insert it into my anus!!" I shook my head like a rattle drum, resolutely resisting.

"I like it here..." Bai Qi pressed down hard again, reluctantly.

"No!! Anal penetration hurts!!" My body leaned forward slightly, and for some reason, the large penis inside me slipped out. I twisted my little buttocks, not letting his large penis get close to my vagina again. Anus

cannot be touched!! -- This is my bottom line. If we don't get along, let's not do this.

"Rose, where do you think you can escape to???" Bai Qi narrowed his dark eyes, somewhat impatient due to burning lust, his voice deep and husky, carrying a faint threat.

"Don't touch my chrysanthemum!!" Even amidst lust, I remained resolute.

"Come here..." He grabbed my little buttocks, his large penis plunging heavily into my moist, enchanting little hole again, thrusting hard a few times, arousing a new wave of tingling pleasure.

"No, no..." Though I was clearly enjoying it to death, I still stubbornly resisted.

"Wife... help me suck it for a while longer..." Bai Lu imitated Bai Qi's method, inserting his enormous desire into my red lips, simulating intercourse with thrusting back and forth.

"Ugh ugh ugh ugh!!!" You're bullying me!! My aggrieved eyes reddened, and tears were about to fall.

"Little slut... if you're good, I'll temporarily let your little chrysanthemum go..." Unable to bear seeing his beloved cry, Bai Qi took a step back.

"Ugh ugh!!" This is what you should do.

The answer I received was an increasingly fierce thrusting from behind and a large, hard, and hot penis growing larger in my mouth...

Chapter 187 The Endless Domineering Lust 1 High H~

A thick, large penis was inserted into my slightly swollen, moist little hole. Bai Qi gripped my soft, limp waist, thrusting heavily into my tight, enchanting passage, wantonly pounding my sensitive flesh, again and again, never satisfied. The force was so strong, it seemed like he was about to pierce my poor little hole... My

rosy little mouth was half-open, holding Bai Qi's ferocious and terrifying desire. I couldn't escape, I could only let it go in and out, forcefully bullying my nimble and soft tongue, letting its rich musky scent spread in my mouth, bringing a tingling, numb pleasure...

It's so uncomfortable... My body is weak and limp, my waist is being violently pounded, it feels like it's about to break...

So good... This ecstatic, tingling pleasure spread from the point of intercourse throughout my body, layer upon layer, becoming more and more intoxicating and bone-melting...

...

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"Knock knock..." After a muffled knock, the waiter's crisp voice rang out: "Your shrimp wontons are ready. Would you like them brought in now?"

Someone's here!! Trying to barge in??

My reason, previously consumed by lust, suddenly surged from my bones. My body stiffened, my small mouth tightly enveloping the massive member, my vagina gripping the thrusting shaft tightly. Waves of uncontrollable spasms coursed through my vagina, rapidly reaching a climax...

"Ugh... Hah~~" Bai Lu groaned, his desire swelling even larger, trembling slightly, as if about to ejaculate.

He abruptly withdrew, a large amount of hot, whitish semen spraying onto his rosy lips, making him appear even more lewd and wanton. The strong scent of male musk filled my nostrils, making it hard to breathe.

“You little slut…I’ll fuck you to death…” Bai Qi suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts, his large, mushroom-shaped tip aimed at my sensitive, soft cervix, and he pounded hard, pushing me upwards several times, only to pull me back forcefully, forcing me to meet his intense and domineering lust.

“Ah~~ha~~no~~ah~~stop…I’m about to be…pierced…let me go…wuwu…Bai Qi~~senior~~please…ah~” I couldn’t help but utter lewd words, gasping for breath, pleading in a seductive voice, my soft and weak tone only further arousing his primal instinct to possess me.

"Mmm... Huff..." The thick, iron-like penis slammed into my sensitive cervix, pressing against the softest, most tender flesh, and fiercely ejaculated its scalding seed. The intense, burning sensation made me tremble uncontrollably, and a large gush of warm, clear fluid flowed out...

My lower abdomen felt swollen, my vagina was burning hot, numb, and tingling... My whole body felt weak, my slender waist ached slightly, as if it couldn't support my weight... I breathed heavily, my snow-white, high breasts trembled slightly, and the peach blossoms at their tips trembled and bloomed, beautiful and alluring...

"Wife... you are so beautiful..." With dewy eyes fixed on the two pink peach blossoms, Bai Lu couldn't help but exclaim, stretching out his large hand, his thick palm covering one of the blossoms. A warm, moist sensation came from his palm, like a strange electric current, quickly spreading through me.

"Ugh... Huff~~ Get away from me..." My little mouth pouted, weakly resisting.

The large, slightly limp penis was still inserted in my vagina. I struggled a little, trying to get rid of the throbbing sensation, but this slight movement only rekindled the desire within me. It quickly swelled and hardened, stretching open my tight vagina and threateningly lodging itself there.

"Senior... I'm so tired..." Two rounds of lovemaking had exhausted me. Now, where would I find the strength to satisfy their insatiable, devouring desires?

"Knock knock..." The knocking sounded again, this time with a hint of hesitation: "Excuse me, would you like some shrimp wontons now?"

"Put them outside for now, we'll come ourselves later. We don't need service here." Bai Lu's timely reply saved us from the awkward situation, but it also revealed our current predicament.

Think about it, two men and a woman alone in a room, not answering the door for ages, not needing service, what could they be doing? The worst part was that the walls weren't soundproof, and the sounds of our bodies slapping together, or our uncontrollable moans, could have escaped...

Oh God, I'm so ashamed!

It's all these two brothers' fault!!

A fierce rage ignited in her large, almond-shaped eyes, sparkling like iridescent obsidian. She glared at the two who had bullied her, her pearly white teeth biting her moist lower lip, making her skin appear even whiter and her chin more delicate.

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"Little slut, looks like you've rested well. If you're so energetic, let's do it again." Bai Qi seemed to misunderstand my anger. He wrapped his large arm around my slender waist, lifted me up, and placed my back against his broad, strong chest, straddling him with my legs wide open.

"No..." Before I could refuse, I felt his large, monstrous penis press against my overflowing, tight flower cave, thrusting in with a "plop," forcing open the tightly closed passage, slamming heavily against my sensitive flesh. A sudden surge of pleasure rose from our point of union, a tingling, numb sensation that I could hardly bear.

"Wife...you're biting so tightly, are you implying that once isn't enough, and you're already craving my big cock again?" Bai Lu teased mischievously, his warm fingers caressing my red lips provocatively.

"You're the one who's not satisfied with just once!!!" I retorted angrily, opening my mouth and biting his restless fingers.

"Mmm~ Ah~~ Your little mouth is so enchanting..." he groaned ecstatically, his fingers hooking around my soft little tongue, stroking it back and forth, smiling as he said, "Once isn't enough for me. Wife, I just want to hold you in my arms and tease you as I please." I felt

a surge of hatred in my heart, wanting to bite down hard, yet I couldn't bear to, and could only let him wickedly seduce and caress me, drawing out glistening silver threads...

Chapter 188 Endless Domineering Lust 2 High H~

"Mmm...one or two times isn't enough, you're so greedy, I'm afraid I'll drain you dry and leave you with kidney deficiency." His almond eyes narrowed slightly as he attacked fiercely.

"Whether I'm drained or not, you'll soon find out." Hanlu's eyes darkened, and a wicked smile curled her thin lips. Her large hand firmly grasped my high, firm breasts, kneading them wantonly.

"Little slut... I also want you to see if I've been drained dry... Huff~..." Bai Qi's deep, husky voice sounded close to my ear, his heavy breathing teasing my small earlobe, stirring a strange shiver. A tingling pleasure quickly spread throughout my body, gathering in my forcefully stretched vagina, drawing out a warm, clear fluid that silently slid out.

"I was wrong... Ah~~ Ha~~... No... Gently... Ugh~~ Ha~~ Hmm~~" Just as I realized that I seemed to have unintentionally challenged the virility of two men, before I could even apologize, I was interrupted by the violent thrusting from below.

The thick, fleshy penis thrust in and out with a resounding thud, its large, rounded mushroom-shaped tip stretching open the wet, tight passage, pressing directly against the clitoris, grinding fiercely, then reluctantly withdrawing slightly before plunging in again, driving the vaginal fluids to a frenzy, the clitoris tingling with pleasure.

"Wife, don't just enjoy yourself… help me…" The erect penis appeared before my eyes, its cylindrical shape bulging with veins, increasingly menacing and terrifying. The mushroom-shaped tip was swollen and round, a trickle of semen leaking from the slit at the tip, hot and wicked, trembling slightly.

His words were a soft plea, but his actions were incredibly forceful. His large hands grasped two round, white, plump breasts, squeezing them slightly together, revealing a deep cleavage. The beautiful sight excited him even more, and he impatiently placed his hard, enormous penis between the deep cleavage, sighed, and began to thrust up and down.

Her fair, sensitive skin made the throbbing penis appear even more menacing. The caressing sensation filled me with an indescribable sense of shame, seemingly mixed with sparks of pleasure. Waves of tingling, numbing sensations washed over me, making me want to escape, yet I thrust my breasts forward to meet it…

“Wife…it seems you enjoy being played with like this by your husband…huff…” Bai Lu’s breathing grew increasingly rapid as his large penis thrust in and out, the mushroom-shaped tip occasionally brushing against her small, rosy lips, creating a uniquely erotic scene.

“Mmm…ha…huff…it hurts so much…” Her fair hands lay weakly on his body, trying to push him away, but she lacked the strength.

Her smooth, jade-like breasts seemed unable to withstand this domineering ravaging, gradually flushing a faint blush, becoming even more alluring and captivating.

"Little slut... huff... huff... be gentle... you're biting too hard..." Bai Qi paused his teasing slightly, sensually stroking the inside of her beautiful legs, arousing an indescribable pleasure on her tender skin.

"Mmm... ha... so painful... so painful..." The accumulated desire within her suddenly stopped, the bone-deep emptiness like greedy ants gnawing at her entire body, leaving no crevice untouched.

Her flower-like opening held the large, erect penis, sucking it greedily, tenderly, and seductively, biting down tightly as if taking the whole thing in wasn't enough... The overflowing spring fluids slid down their joined bodies, leaving behind strands of lustful silver, dripping onto Bai Qi's dark pubic hair. Unable to withstand the violent slapping of their bodies, they splashed into crystal-clear droplets...

"Damn it... I didn't want to hurt you... but you wouldn't listen... biting so hard on purpose... Hmph... see how I punish you..." Bai Qi gasped, his voice growing lower and hoarse, filled with bone-deep lust.

His large hand gripped my slender waist, slightly adjusting our position. His hot, thick penis rubbed wantonly against the outer edge of my tight flower-like opening, then suddenly aimed at my vagina and thrust in hard, pounding deep inside.

"Ah~~...ha~" The fierce force made me a little uncomfortable, letting out a soft moan as I gasped for breath, trying to adjust.

But he didn't give me any time to adjust, thrusting in and out forcefully, fiercely and domineeringly, ruthlessly, fully inserted and fully withdrawn, again and again, each time plunging to the deepest point, grinding heavily in a circle. Three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, circling, almost completely invading every inch of tender flesh inside my vagina.

"You slut...huff...I'll fuck you to pieces...see if you still dare to underestimate me..." A deep moan sounded in my ear.

"Ugh... Hah~... Gently... Gently... You're going to tear me apart..." I didn't... I misspoke... How dare I underestimate you...

"I'm going to tear you apart... Pierce you... Huff~~... Make you belong to me forever... Us..." The domineering tone and fierce thrusting made me struggle in the sea of lust, feeling like I was dying of pleasure, moaning loudly and uncontrollably...

Author's Note:

Little Jujube is back~~ Have you all missed me, my meow~~

I recently read Cat's Eyes and Yellow Bean's Ancient Passion, I love it so much~~

Chapter 189 Re-entering the Wolf's Den~ Slightly H.

People are the butcher, I am the fish.

-- This is the last sentence that comes to mind.

Bai Qi and Bai Lu, like greedy cats who haven't tasted fish in a long time, are unwilling to easily let go of me, this tender, juicy, and delicious little fish.

The two of them, with perfect understanding, divided me up, playing with me from both ends with great pleasure. Their caresses were somewhat rough, their thrusts forceful, their releases repeated, their hot semen spraying all over me—deep inside my tender womb, my snow-white, high, round breasts, my slender waist that seemed too delicate to be grasped, my flat, jade-like abdomen…

I don't know how long it lasted, but finally, satisfied, they stopped and took a warm towel to wipe me clean, their touch gentle and comfortable, as if they were handling a precious treasure.

“Wife…wife…” Bailu called affectionately in my ear, her warm, moist breath on my ear, indescribably comforting.

But I was too tired to even open my mouth to respond, letting them do as they pleased, quickly cleaning me up.

“Wife, you’re ignoring me. I wanted to ask you if you’d like to come back and stay with us… No answer? Then I’ll take that as a yes.” His dewy eyes gleamed with amusement, a hint of smugness flashing within.

“I want… back to the dormitory…” he said softly, slightly breathless, his voice low and husky, carrying a coquettish charm born of passion.

“Bai Lu, isn’t this pointless? Why ask?” Bai Qi said calmly, his gaze sweeping sharply over Bai Lu.

Of course I should ask. Do you think everyone is like you, so disrespectful to women? Too lazy to speak, I silently retorted in my heart, sending him a slightly resentful and reproachful look.

“Wife…don’t stare at him so coquettishly…I’ll get jealous…but I really don’t dare ask you…why bother with all this when I could just take you home?” Bai Lu stared at me with some annoyance and said, “How about this, just pretend I didn’t say anything, okay?”

I shook my head slightly. How could I pretend I didn’t hear what I said? No way, I don’t want to go to your old brothel and be played with for free every day…

“Alright, alright, here, put this on.” A men’s shirt was thrown over me, Bai Qi skillfully wrapped me in the shirt, easily held me in his arms, and said to Bai Lu, “Go get the car first.”

…

“Senior, weren’t you going to take me back to the dorm?” Seeing that the road was becoming more and more unfamiliar, far away from the road back to school, I couldn’t suppress my anxiety. I turned my head to look at Bai Qi holding me, my voice slightly higher.

“No…mmm…” What responded to me was a domineering and passionate French kiss.

Bai Qi's thin lips enveloped my slightly swollen mouth, biting it punishingly to force me to open. His nimble tongue, like a serpent, slid into my mouth, hooking onto my tender tongue and caressing it back and forth, occasionally licking my sensitive palate and teasing my erect little tongue, eliciting waves of tingling, itchy pleasure… After

a long kiss, I became increasingly weak and powerless, leaning against Bai Qi, my eyes half-closed, my breath sweet as orchids.

Bai Qi's slender fingers, without my noticing, had moved onto my long thighs, step by step, as if lightly playing the piano, slipping to the back of my legs, gently and softly caressing…

“Wife… you’re biased… so good to my cousin… leaving me all alone on the sidelines…” Bai Lu’s plaintive voice drifted over, the car suddenly accelerating, seemingly frankly expressing the driver’s impatient state of mind.

"..." I squeezed my weak legs together, and the phrase floated into my mind again:

--Man is the butcher, I am the fish.

Chapter 190 Spring Dream Awakens~ In the slightly erotic

dream, there was the romantic atmosphere in the office.

My face was flushed, and I carefully took Zhaojun's desire into my mouth, swallowing and spitting it out with all my might, again and again. My nimble tongue licked and kissed the huge penis as if I were licking a fragrant and delicious ice cream. My rosy little mouth held the mushroom head at the tip, sucking hard and tasting it with relish.

However, Zhaojun's body temperature was getting higher and higher, and it just wouldn't come down.

Could it be that my method was wrong?

His beautiful peach blossom eyes were half open and half closed, revealing ripples of charm, as if he was enjoying a thousand pleasures, and also as if he was in ten thousand pains. --It makes one want to bully him more, to hear his lingering moans.

My little mouth was a bit numb from holding it in for so long, and the unruly penis was getting bigger and longer, almost too big to fit in.

I wanted to pull away and rest for a while, but I found that I couldn't leave. The huge penis was stuffed in my little mouth, and it would move on its own, gently poking and prodding, simulating the rhythm of intercourse, thrusting back and forth...

How could this be? I was clearly a feverish patient, delirious and unable to recognize the person in front of me. How could it move on its own and enjoy itself so freely?

I looked up in confusion and broke out in a cold sweat:

Zhaojun was staring at me with a clear mind, her peach blossom eyes smiling, overflowing with a bone-melting tenderness. Long, slender fingers gently caressed the platinum rose hanging from my chest, seemingly unintentionally, yet hinting at something…

This startled me awake completely. My almond-shaped eyes opened slightly, gradually adjusting to the warm light, and I saw the scene before me:

Senior Bai Qi was kneeling on the bed, his enormous penis thrusting in and out of my mouth…

“Awake??” A soft, lazy male voice rang out as he shamelessly continued to enjoy himself, saying, “Little slut, you’re truly gifted, your oral skills are so good. Even in a half-awake state, you can make me feel so good… Hmph…”

No… shameless man! ! ! !

“Now that you’re awake, may I continue?” he politely inquired, but his actions didn’t match. His large, mushroom-shaped tip repeatedly pierced my throat, causing a wave of discomfort.

“Mmm… Get out!!” – My slightly angry voice was muffled by his large penis.

"I guess you mean—it's delicious??" he teased, his dark, starry eyes growing increasingly wicked. "Since you like it, then I won't be polite!!"

...

Afterwards, I angrily turned my back to him, not uttering a word, refusing to speak to him again.

But he shamelessly continued to caress my bare back. After a long silence, he said, "Baby, I was wrong~~ I was wrong, please forgive me, okay??"

Of course I'd ignore him! But that "baby," that familiar feeling… it seemed he had called me that so affectionately before…

"Don't be angry, I'll take you back to school tomorrow, okay?" he continued to coax.

"Okay!!" I couldn't resist and quickly agreed. I took a slight breath, a smile playing on my lips as I thought to myself: Tomorrow, should I go see Zhaojun? Is he still running a fever? Does he remember… me… giving him oral sex?

-- If he remembers, how can I face him? …Does he think I'm a frivolous female student? …Does he think I'm putting on airs, trying to seduce him with ill intentions?

-- If he doesn't remember, how should I face him? ...Should I smile and ask, "Teacher Zhaojun, why didn't you come to class yesterday?"

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but frown slightly: No, no, I can't treat others like fools. How can I outsmart someone as shrewd as Zhaojun?

...

"Who are you thinking about?" Just as I was fretting, a voice suddenly interrupted, making me even more annoyed. I blurted out, "I'm thinking about how to face..." Zhaojun—these two words were on the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed them back down.

Chapter 191 Affection for Zhaojun 1

He's trying to trick me!

I suddenly realized what he meant and swallowed the last syllable.

"Face...who?" he asked casually, his voice becoming increasingly gentle, seemingly unaware of anything amiss, assuming I was about to fall asleep. His large hand gently stroked my back.

"Together...face...my senior and my husband..." Feeling very comfortable from his stroking, I couldn't help but become drowsy, my voice gradually becoming soft and gentle, as if I were walking on cotton.

I think those words really struck a chord with Senior Bai Qi. I felt him gently stroke my long, beautiful hair, whispering almost inaudibly, "My darling is thinking of us even in her dreams... Don't worry, we've already agreed that there won't be any more jealousy or fighting like before... My Rose, we'd rather share than let you go..." This time, Senior Bai Qi kept his promise and took me back to school early the next morning. As I left, Bai Lu stared at me mournfully, her dewy eyes becoming increasingly misty, like a deep, dark pool, so pitiful. I could

only

pretend

not

to see her, waved, and without turning back, cheerfully said, "I'm going to class, bye-bye~~"

My heart softened considerably, but a sliver of clarity remained: rather than staying here and spending the whole day in bed with them, it was better to go to school, stretch my muscles, and learn something.

...

Upon arriving at school, I headed straight for the office building where Zhao Jun was located.

I had intended to get ready in my dorm, but my feet seemed to have a mind of their own and led me to Zhaojun. Like a fledgling returning to its nest, or the rising sun, there was no stopping me.

Luckily, I'm an optimistic person; I don't dwell on things I can't understand, and I immediately get to what I want to do.

So, as I stood at the office door, my little hand naturally knocked: "Knock, knock, knock"—even the light, pleasant knocking sounded cheerful, like a carefree little sprite.

"Rose?? What brings you here?" Zhaojun asked, seemingly surprised, as she opened the door.

But upon hearing her words, my previous leisurely and joyful mood vanished like a punctured balloon. ...A mix of excitement and panic immediately overwhelmed me. ...My toes suddenly turned cold, my heart pounded in my chest, a hint of fear lingering.

I dared not look up, only staring at my toes, barely daring to breathe. I could only clearly hear my own heartbeat, like wild grass just nourished by a gentle spring rain, wildly screaming for growth; like a powerful war drum or conch shell, resounding loudly.

That unstoppable momentum, that resounding heartbeat, seemed deliberately meant to make him feel it, to make him listen.

But he merely turned slightly and said, "Come in."

I moved my stiff legs, struggling to walk past him, feeling his burning gaze, like a spotlight focused on me. It must be my imagination; he was so refined and polite.

He closed the door, pointed to the sofa, and said, "Sit down. What's up?"

"Nothing… I just came to ask why you didn't come to class yesterday…" I stammered, my voice trembling noticeably, whether from excitement or fear, I couldn't tell. My small hands were behind my back, my ten delicate fingers clenched tightly.

"I suddenly felt unwell and didn't have time to inform you. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting; I apologize for that. I'll prepare some topics you'd like for this class as compensation, is that alright?" His steady voice, smooth flow of thought, and well-timed inquiry made his point perfectly reasonable.

"...Okay." After a long silence, I responded, feeling nine parts despair and a sliver of hope.

He hadn't mentioned taking care of him at all. He probably just didn't remember.

I should have breathed a sigh of relief, but instead, I felt a surge of sadness, a sudden wave of grief overwhelming me. Yet, that sliver of hope in my heart prevented me from completely giving up.

This bittersweet hope only intensified my sorrow, making my eyes red and stinging. I couldn't cry in front of him.

“Rose,” he said, his voice suddenly softening, “I want to ask you something.”

“What is it? Just ask, I’ll tell you everything I know.” Suddenly, I felt energized, my self-pity swept away by the wind. I couldn’t wait to hear what he had to say.

“Yesterday, it seemed someone was taking care of me.” He hesitated, paused for a moment, and said, “I don’t know if it was a teacher here, or a student in my class… Could you help me find out?”

Chapter 192 Affection for Zhaojun~ 2

“Okay.” I readily agreed, full of confidence.

—No need to look, no need to ask, it’s just me… A voice inside me screamed desperately, but he couldn’t hear it.

“She seemed to patiently feed me medicine, and then fetch water and wrung out a towel to bring down my fever, she…” His words trailed off, his face flushed slightly.

I was suddenly startled, a blush rising to my face, my heart pounding:

Could it be… he remembers everything? That embarrassing process… Ah, I really want to tell him that person was me… But, but, if I say it like that, it means—I'm the one who served his lower body… What will he think of me??

“If I can’t find her…” His expression was somewhat gloomy, his voice slightly low: “Then I can only consider myself… destined to be apart…”

“No, no, you will definitely find her!!” Seeing his sadness, I couldn’t help but shout impulsively.

“But… I don’t remember what she looks like at all… How can I find her??” He sighed.

“Believe me, she’s always by your side, patiently waiting for you…” Without realizing it, I walked up to him, stood on tiptoe, cupped his face in my hands, looked earnestly into his eyes, and gently comforted him: “She must be thinking of you all the time, worrying about you, wishing she could be by your side every second, but right now, she can’t…”

"You're crying..." A gentle, peach-blossom-like eye welled up with tears. His cool fingertips lightly wiped away the tears. He leaned down, his thin lips gently touching mine. Warm, tender affection flowed like a clear spring.

"Knock, knock, knock!!!" A strong, rhythmic knocking sounded. I jumped back in surprise, almost falling, but thankfully he reached out and caught me. I swayed and fell into his arms.

The knocking paused, then resumed, accompanied by a pleasant, deep male voice: "Teacher Wang, please open the door."

That voice... why does it sound so familiar? I squinted, thinking, and almost jumped up in shock: --This... isn't that Senior Bai Qi's voice?! What's he doing here?! Is he here to catch me cheating?!

I quickly slipped out of Zhaojun's arms, glanced around, and realized the bookshelf was too small... the door was too conspicuous... I couldn't squeeze under the sofa... Maybe I could hide under the desk—it was spacious, the wooden planks were thick, perfect for my petite frame.

"Zhaojun, please don't tell anyone I'm here! Please!!" I pleaded softly, crawling under the desk, curling up, then, after a moment's thought, I peeked out again, beckoned to him, and whispered, "Could you sit here and shield me for a bit later?"

He seemed puzzled by my sudden action, paused for a moment, smiled faintly, nodded, and got up to open the door.

—What a gentle smile, I'm somewhat intoxicated—like vibrant peach blossoms blooming in the soft spring breeze, I can almost smell their delicate fragrance…lingering around me…If I could, I would become a wild goose, nestled close to him, feeling his gentle caress…

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Above the desk, tension flared between two men, the atmosphere heavy and stagnant; beneath the desk, I was captivated by Zhaojun's gentle smile, savoring the memory.

…

After a while, Bai Qi broke the silence, asking,

“Teacher Wang, hello. I am Bai Qi from the student council. I've come today to confirm something with you.” Bai Qi's voice was cold and arrogant, seemingly carrying a hint of threat.

—Is this how a university student should treat a university teacher? …I listened intently, secretly feeling indignant for Zhaojun.

"Hmm, sit down and talk." Zhaojun responded lazily, naturally sitting down and using her body to block me, hiding me even more tightly.

-- Zhaojun is such a good person, she immediately kept her promise. Now, Senior Baiqi definitely won't find me.

"Some students have jointly reported to me that you skipped class yesterday without cause, which is a serious violation of our school's regulations on hiring substitute teachers." Baiqi stepped forward, lightly tapping his hands on the desk, seemingly hinting at something.

Author's Note:

Zhaojun and Baiqi's scenes together~~ Do you like the beauties??

Chapter 193 Lewd Thoughts Under the Desk

-- The soft sound from the desk made me a little worried, and I couldn't help but curl up even tighter, feeling a little scared -- I don't know why, but I always felt that Baiqi's intentions were not good, as if he was full of anger, but cleverly hidden in his cold attitude.

Zhaojun's legs were cleverly blocked under the desk, blocking all the view. His posture was languid and casual, his calm demeanor completely unlike mine, which was trembling slightly—how strange, why was I so scared that I hid? ...It felt like a pair of adulterers about to be caught in bed together? ...But Zhaojun and I are clearly innocent.

"I will give the school an explanation for yesterday's events," Zhaojun said slowly, "and I will also make time to catch up on the coursework." She was completely unaffected by Bai Qi's aggressive demeanor.

"You...I don't care what your reason for coming here," his voice grew colder, carrying a strong threat, "Stay away from her."

"She is...? Bai Qi, your question is nonsensical, I don't understand." Zhaojun easily deflected the attack.

"That's all I have to say." Bai Qi lightly tapped the desk, casually tossing out a sentence: "If you covet my things, I will never let you off easily."

...

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That's all I heard about the conversation between the two people.

For the next while, my entire being was captivated by those long, straight legs before me.

To be precise, I was drawn to the slight bulge at the base of those legs—it seemed to breathe faintly, possess a faint life force, a faint consciousness, yet it held my gaze captive.

As if bewitched, I sat up and reached out, my soft little hand unhesitatingly and accurately caressing the slightly raised area… gently touching that bulge.

The soft bulge beneath my hand gradually awakened, swelled, stretched, and gradually became too large to grasp, transforming into a hard, enormous dragon, making my crotch bulge and creating a high tent.

…

I think I heard him gasp, quickly coughing twice to cleverly cover it up.

Bai Qi seemed to keenly notice this, paused sensitively, abandoned his thoughts of leaving, and turned to look at the languidly sitting Zhaojun, his dark, starry eyes slightly narrowed as he observed her impassively.

…

But I was huddled under the table, completely unaware of the tense atmosphere.

All my attention was focused on that scorching, oppressive tent. ...A soft little hand quietly unzipped my pants, and a hard, enormous penis sprang out, erect and trembling slightly.

At first sight, I was captivated by it.

So captivated that I couldn't help but touch it, carefully stroking it inch by inch, from bottom to top, feeling its vibrant energy in my small hand, nodding restlessly, seemingly yearning for deeper contact. My

delicate fingers touched the mushroom-shaped tip, a sticky liquid seeping from its slit, a pleasant musky scent gradually filling my nostrils.

My small hand slid up and down contentedly, feeling the desire in my hand grow harder and hotter, the tip unable to resist secreting more liquid.

...

Suddenly, a slightly cool large hand tightly gripped my mischievous little hand. I struggled slightly in displeasure, but he held on even tighter.

Suddenly, Bai Qi's voice rang in her ears: "What's hidden under your desk?"

Chapter 194 Gentle Beauty Wang Zhaojun~

With a large hand withdrawing, Zhaojun reached out with both hands and pulled her legs back, making room. She shrugged slightly, casually inviting, "Would you like to take a look?" "

No need." Seeing his actions, Bai Qi coldly refused, striding to the door, pausing briefly, and turning back to say, "Wang Zhaojun, remember what I said today."

"...Slap!" The door closed softly.

I huddled under the table, holding my breath, my face bowed low, too afraid to move. Fear and regret mingled, weighing heavily on my heart:

What did I just do??? -- I crouched under the table, staring at his crotch, and directly reached out to tease him!!! He's my teacher!!... I was confused for a moment, taking advantage of him while he was sick. At that time, I could still hope that he was delirious with fever and didn't realize that it was me... But now I'm actually blinded by lust, secretly touching his desire while he was talking to Bai Qi under the table??

...What should I do? What should I do? Is there a crack in the ground I can crawl into? ...Or maybe a bolt of lightning will strike me and make me disappear? ...Or maybe someone else should come in and talk to him to distract him?

...

But after waiting for a long time, none of this happened. The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy, like a basin of water freezing in the cold air, chilling me to the bone.

"Come out," he said gently after a long while.

I huddled under the table, unable to move, and...afraid to move.

"Let's talk this over," his voice became even gentler, with a hint of coaxing.

But how could I face him? --I wanted to run out of this room immediately and disappear from his sight!!

I jumped up, wanting to escape this out-of-control situation.

"Bang!!" My head slammed heavily against the edge of the table with a loud thud. Before I could cry out in pain, everything went black, and the stars in the sky seemed to be slowly spinning. Then, a tremendous pain shot through my head, quickly engulfing my entire body. Unable to hold back, tears streamed down my face.

In a daze, I felt him help me up, pull me into his arms, and sit me on his lap. He gently pulled away my small hand that was rubbing my head, saying helplessly, "Does it hurt? How could you be so careless? You shouldn't rub it… Let me blow on it for you…"

A cool breeze swirled around my head, wave after wave. Nestled in his arms, I felt as if I had suffered a great injustice, and I cried loudly. …My eyes were red and sore, like swollen peaches. …The tip of my nose was slightly red. …Tears fell like a broken string of pearls, unstoppable.

"Don't cry… What happened to you… Tell me, okay?" He frantically wiped away my tears, gently blowing on the bump on my head, his own eyes slightly red. He said, "Rose, my darling, don't cry. Seeing you cry makes me want to cry too..."

Hearing his words, I couldn't help but look up, my almond-shaped eyes filled with tears.

Seeing his inexplicably heartbroken expression, I felt an overwhelming urge to confide in him. I wanted to tell him all the grievances I had suffered at Bai Qi's house, how Bai Qi and Bai Lu fought over me, how I had fallen deeply in love with him the moment I saw him, as if I had known him for the rest of my life... But I could only open my mouth, unable to utter a word... The tears fell even more rapidly. I grabbed his sleeve and cried my heart out.

"Don't cry... Your crying breaks my heart..." He lowered his head and gently wiped away my tears. His warm, soft lips pressed against my cheek, like the warm sunshine gently illuminating me, soothing away my pain and grievances.

"..." I gradually stopped sobbing, feeling a little embarrassed, and said softly, "I, I'm sorry, I was only thinking about running out quickly, but I didn't notice I was still under the table." -- My delicate voice had a thick nasal tone, as if I hadn't woken up yet, making me sound even more pitiful.

"Aren't you afraid that Bai Qi will be waiting outside the door, waiting for you to run out, like a hunter waiting to ambush you?" He chuckled and patted my head, asking, "Does it still hurt?"

"Waiting outside the door?" I repeated, lowering my head slightly, "I didn't think of that..." -- Yes, he was right, senior could really be waiting outside the door to see if I was really there.

...I'm still too naive, my thoughts are too simple, and I'm easily controlled by them.

"Stay here a little longer, and leave only after you're sure he's gone, okay?" he suggested gently.

"Okay." I nodded, rubbing my head against his chest. I had cried so much just now that I was feeling sleepy.

"Want to sleep? Want to just snuggle in my arms and sleep like this? Or should I carry you to the sofa for a while?" His voice grew increasingly pleasant, like a gentle lullaby, softly sliding into my heart.

"The sofa, I want to lie in your arms." My mind was hazy, but I answered instinctively, feeling it would be more comfortable that way.

"Baby, is it okay to lie in my arms like this?" he asked, sitting down on the sofa so I could comfortably rest my head on his lap.

—Without realizing it, we were in this position again, just like on our blind date… except back then, I was so sleepy I didn't even notice.

"Okay." My consciousness grew even more hazy, almost falling asleep.

"When I was sick that day, it was you who stayed by my side, wasn't it?"

"Yes."

"Don't avoid me anymore, okay?"

"Yes."

"Rose, my baby, tell me, you still love me the most, right?"

"…Huff…huff…" This time, the response was a steady, deep breath.

Zhaojun gazed at the little beauty in her arms, her captivating peach blossom eyes growing increasingly tender and languid, her thin lips curving into a faint smile. 02-05

Chapter 195 Dream of Pleasure 1~ High H

In a daze, I felt as if I were floating in warm water, gentle, comfortable waves caressing my skin.

Playful waves gathered into a magical hand, circling gently along my delicate neck, stirring waves of tingling sensations.

"It tickles...don't do this...hehe..." I smiled, trying to escape, but where could I run to?

-- Looking around, all I saw was clear blue water. I was completely naked, immersed in this water.

...

The playful waves gradually receded, silently coalescing into a hazy human figure. It had strong arms, a broad and powerful chest, and sturdy, long legs.

I narrowed my almond-shaped eyes, scrutinizing him from head to toe, my heart trembling slightly:

a face of unparalleled beauty, perfectly proportioned eyebrows, a pair of alluring eyes that seemed to smile yet not smile, a straight, high-bridged nose, and delicate, pale lips that gleamed with an alluring light.

Who was this?

This person… this person, wasn't he the one hidden deep in my heart? How did he appear?

The prey had delivered itself to my doorstep!!! Now that he was here, I absolutely couldn't let him go!!!

Without hesitation, I pounced on him, pressing my passionate red lips against those lips I had longed for day and night—fragrant, sweet, soft, and tender, making me want to explore even deeper.

My soft, fragrant tongue gently licked his lips, gradually increasing the pressure. Unsatisfied, I bit my thin lips, then smoothly slipped into his mouth, greeting each of his neat teeth one by one. I hooked my soft, nimble tongue around his, caressing it back and forth, my fragrant tongue rubbing against his palate, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me.

But that wasn't enough. He was like a jar of rich, enticing wine, tempting me to savor him further.

My soft, delicate body pressed against his, and I couldn't resist moving closer, inhaling deeply, taking in his fresh scent. Like the tenderness of grass after rain, or the delicate aroma of fine green tea… Was it just a coincidence that it suited my taste, or was it because of him that I liked him unconditionally?

I extended my delicate, pink tongue, gently licking and kissing his neck, savoring each sip, the intoxicating taste making me want to nibble away. My pearly white teeth lightly and forcefully bit his beautiful collarbone, leaving alluring silver threads.

I nestled in his arms, rubbing against him like a cat, playfully seducing him. My soft, white hands traced circles on his broad chest, graceful and gentle, seemingly pure and innocent.

I gradually felt his lustful dragon awakening in my lower abdomen, growing harder and larger, pressing against me menacingly, brimming with angry vitality. His hot, large hands brushed aside my hair, caressing my back, bringing a comfortable and pleasant sensation.

The person I had longed for was pinned beneath me, wantonly ravaging me. In my excitement, I gradually felt a tingling pleasure spreading through my soft body, a sensation that seemed both itchy and numb, yet empty…

The most intense tingling sensation gathered in my chest, and I couldn't help but press against his warm body, caressing my two soft, full breasts, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily… Gradually, my vagina also began to tingle, hot and swollen, overflowing with lustful fluid.

I wanted to… devour him!!! Devour him!!! Devour him quickly!!!

Chapter 196 Dream of Pleasure 2~ High H

Half-awake, I had a beautiful dream.

— My beloved was lying beneath me, obediently letting me ravage him.

...

My small hands quickly slid downwards, touching that burning, enormous desire, stroking it up and down. I could

n't help but prop myself up, aligning my round, pert buttocks with that large, meaty rod, eagerly lowering myself. Something was blocking me, preventing me from smoothly swallowing this hot, hard desire.

I was a little anxious, swaying my slender waist, twisting my round buttocks, constantly trying to swallow this delicious thing... But my little hole was overflowing with lustful fluids, moist and slippery, yet I couldn't reach the tip of the rod...

Why?

In my confusion, thin lips suddenly pressed against my red lips, sucking hard for a while. A nimble tongue slid into my mouth, fiercely and passionately entwining with my tongue, rubbing back and forth,

arousing an indescribable tingling pleasure. Hot, large hands roamed over my body, seemingly quickly removing my clothes, lingering on my smooth, delicate skin. Fingers seemed to carry sparks, igniting clusters of stimulating sparks on my body.

Thin lips brushed across my delicate neck and exquisite collarbone, then decisively bit into my smooth, white, plump breasts. My tongue circled the blooming pink peach blossoms, licking and kissing in circles, sucking lightly and heavily. One after another, I didn't miss either of those soft mounds.

My hot palms roamed over my body, quickly stripping off my clothes. My hands erotically kneaded my round buttocks, my slender fingers occasionally caressing my pink anus, seemingly full of tenderness, yet containing an unspeakable wickedness.

I panted softly, slightly arching my body, offering my white, plump breasts even more into his mouth, hoping he would suck them more earnestly and forcefully, to suck away this endless, tingling emptiness. My

hot, hard penis rested between my tender thighs, threateningly pressing against the entrance of my wet, lustful flower, stirring a tingling, itchy emptiness. It rose from my lower opening and quickly spread throughout my body. An indescribable emptiness made me breathe rapidly, and I uttered a sweet, alluring plea: "Please...put it in...it's so itchy..."

"You seduced me..." he said, panting, somewhat helplessly, "Don't forget..." "

...You're so long-winded!!" I couldn't help but sway my hips, lowering myself, my thirsty little hole greedily taking in the large, hot, mushroom-shaped tip, swallowing it little by little. Intense pleasure quickly surged from our point of contact, my flower cave spasming continuously, overflowing with a large gush of warm fluid, flowing out silently, further moistening our joined bodies.

So happy...so happy...

I thought, trembling slightly: just a little bit makes me so happy, what would happen if I ate it all?

But those hateful big hands clamped down on my slender waist, preventing me from lowering myself any further.

Her small hands pinched his two pink nipples, tugging slightly, and she complained, "Let me go..."

"Baby...you want to eat me like this, but you have to take responsibility for me?" he asked, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

But I was burning with desire, my mind filled with thoughts of how to devour that thick, long, enormous penis. Hearing his words, without thinking, I quickly replied, "Ha~...as long as you satisfy me...I...will definitely take responsibility for you!!...Hoo~~"

"How long is the time limit?" he asked leisurely, holding one pink nipple in his mouth. One question after another, he seemed completely unaffected by lust.

"Hoo~~Hoo~~...as long as you want...for as long as you want." My little hole felt so uncomfortable, damn it, why wouldn't he satisfy me?

"...Little vixen, remember what you said..." He bit down hard on the pink nipple, sending a tingling, numbing pain through me.

This time, without waiting for my answer, he grabbed my slender waist and pressed down hard, his hot, hard, and enormous penis thrusting upwards with a "plop," deeply penetrating the depths of my overflowing, wet vagina.

Chapter 197 Dream of Pleasure 3~ High H

"Mmm~~ Ah~~~ Huff~~ Huff~~..." I straightened my body, panting heavily, my vagina suddenly tightening, the narrow passage forcibly stretched open by his large penis, intense pleasure mixed with a slight pain, a large amount of sticky, warm vaginal fluid quietly seeping out from deep within, further stimulating the desire to penetrate.

He thrust hard, his penis deeply penetrating my clitoris, the mushroom-shaped tip restlessly grinding around the cervix before slowly withdrawing.

"Mmm~~ Ha..." I twisted my body slightly, the depths of my pink clitoris itchy and numb, unable to help but increasingly anticipate his heavy thrusting.

But that huge, hard penis, ignoring the greedy sucking of my vagina, withdrew completely, drawing out a strand of lingering, translucent spring fluid, stretching into a thin, transparent, erotic thread.

"Don't go... ha~~ ha~~" With my almond-shaped eyes half-closed, I was somewhat intoxicated, my vagina opening and closing, overflowing with even more lustful fluid.

"I won't go..." he agreed, his large hand erotically squeezing my round, perky buttocks, tracing the lines of the slit from back to front, squeezing into the moist, sticky, yet tight and warm outside of my vagina.

His slender fingertips slowly touched the constantly opening and closing empty flower, drawing out the slippery lustful fluid, which was occasionally caught by my thirsty vagina... He slowly inserted himself, pausing slightly, feeling the constant sucking of my vagina, and began to move restlessly.

One moment he was pressing and rubbing against the tight flesh walls, the next he was thrusting and digging heavily… Suddenly he hit the most sensitive spot on the upper left, a surge of intense pleasure flashing through him like lightning, a gush of fluid flowing out, everywhere…

My wet, tingling vagina felt like it was being pounded, waves of pleasure emanating from his fingertips… He aimed at that sensitive spot, thrusting and pounding heavily, making it feel hot and wet inside… A

sudden, intense pleasure came, like a tidal wave crashing down without warning, engulfing me completely… My long legs were stretched straight, my toes slightly raised, trembling almost imperceptibly… A large gush of clear fluid inexplicably flowed out, plentiful and fragrant, spraying onto his hand…

So tired… yet so satisfied… I couldn’t help but moan, my breath coming in short gasps, my vagina gripping his long fingers, contracting and relaxing, spasming greedily, as if feeling an ever-growing emptiness…

I wanted… a bigger, hotter, thicker penis to be thrust inside… to fuck me hard…

"Mmm~~Hoo~~~Hoo~~" The bone-deep emptiness made me cling to him, rubbing my soft, plump breasts up and down against his hard chest, deliberately seducing him... My eyes were like silk, gazing at him tenderly, and I said softly and seductively, "Fuck me...with your big cock...hoo~~hoo~~fuck me hard...my little hole..."

"You little vixen...hoo~~...sucking so tightly...it makes me want to...fuck you through..." His breathing became more and more rapid, his heavy breath spraying onto my tender skin, stirring up a strange shiver, making me even more excited.

He thrust hard into her tender, rosy flower-like opening, his large, hard penis plunging deep inside, pressing against her very core, sending waves of tingling pleasure through her.

"Mmm...ha...so good...you're going to fuck me raw...uh...you're going to pierce me...ah...it's so numb there...don't touch there...uh...I can't take it anymore..." She couldn't help but moan lewdly, her arms tightening around him, her vagina gripping him tightly...

"I'll fuck you until you're too weak to react... so you can't escape... huff huff huff..." He held me tightly, his thick, hard, and burning hot penis thrusting and pounding even more wildly... each time scraping heavily against my most sensitive soft flesh, arrogantly and fiercely stabbing into the deepest part of my cervix...

the intense and wild lovemaking was almost too much for me, but my charming body cooperated with his fierce thrusting, wave after wave of pleasure like tides, making me feel like I was dying of pleasure...

I don't know how long it had been, but suddenly, he sped up, his penis slapping more and more rapidly, thrusting even deeper, suddenly pressing my little buttocks tightly, letting out a muffled groan, and a stream of hot, cloudy white liquid shot into the depths of my flower heart...

Chapter 198 A Moment of Pleasure

Every day when I wake up, I snuggle into the warm bed, pout my little mouth, lazily open my misty almond eyes, stare blankly at the snow-white ceiling, reluctantly get up, and slowly put on my clothes.

—I never knew before that waking up early like this could be a rare kind of happiness.

Just like before, I opened my sleepy almond-shaped eyes, feeling soft and bouncy, my whole body overflowing with the blissful satisfaction of a full meal.

I lazily snuggled closer, seemingly feeling a warm chest against me. Without thinking much, I closed my eyes, preparing to roll over and go back to sleep.

I stuck out my little bottom, my delicate body arched like a shrimp, my face rubbing against his arm. I felt this position was a bit cramped, but I could still manage a good night's sleep.

In this comfortable position, I wondered a little: Isn't Bai Qi's bed supposed to be big? Why does it feel cramped? Could it be… he came to my dorm again?? How annoying, making so much noise during lovemaking, won't the people in the next room hear? He doesn't consider me at all, he just wants to vent his lust on me… Oh right, and Bai Lu too, he does the same thing!!

...

In my drowsy state, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind, startling me awake: ...Teacher Zhaojun!! He's sick!! That's right, I have to go find him and see if he's better!!

This thought instantly snapped me awake, banishing all sleepiness.

I could no longer lie still; I wanted to jump up immediately, rush to him, and see him with my own eyes... I stirred, turning my head to look at the person lying beside me—my breath caught in my throat—I closed my eyes tightly, counted to three, and opened them again—I saw...Teacher Zhaojun!!

Yes, the person beside me was—the one who had been swirling in my thoughts...Wang Zhaojun!!

I was utterly astonished, too shocked to move, my heart filled with a mixture of shame, fear, and joy. Yesterday's events flashed through my mind like a movie…

My face flushed red. I held my breath and cautiously glanced at him again— he seemed to still be asleep, his breathing steady and long, his slightly trembling, curled eyelashes, his high nose, his delicate, pretty lips, his pointed chin… He seemed preoccupied, his brows furrowed, revealing two shallow lines. I couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke his brow. My fingertips touched his skin, the warm sensation like an electric current, continuously flowing to my heart. However, he seemed disturbed by my actions, shifting slightly, but his hands remained tightly clasped around me, refusing to let go. I dared not move, yet felt a slight anxiety—for our current situation. If the person you long for were close at hand, I think most people would be overjoyed. However, if you suddenly realize that, for some reason, you shouldn't be in such a close relationship with this person, I think most people, like me, would wish they could disappear instantly. ...If I could turn into air and disappear from his sight, could I pretend nothing happened? ...Would that passionate woman who seduced him not be me? ... No, no, Zhaojun is mine. I can't bear to see him sleep with other women. ...Or, should I tell him that I actually have a dual personality, just like the pitiful Long Kui in Legend of Sword and Fairy 3—when Red Kui appeared, Blue Kui completely lost consciousness—so the woman who seduced him and made love with him wasn't me? But the point is: he's not a three-year-old, how could he believe that? What should I do? What should I do? I truly feel like I have two heads. A moment of pleasure, but I can't face the consequences. Author's Note: Poor little Zao crawled up here, having eaten too much of a mixed diet and then tragically suffering from food poisoning. She slept for three whole days before feeling a bit better~~ I'm so sorry for not updating during this time~~, I'm so sorry, my beauties~~ A deep bow. Chapter 199 Lingering Feelings If time could turn back, what would I do? -- Would I wish I had never come to him? -- Or would I wish I hadn't lost my temper and pounced on him on the sofa? ... But if none of this had happened, I certainly wouldn't have seen his gentle and peaceful sleeping face... I certainly wouldn't feel this way now: a deep sense of peace and fulfillment from the bottom of my heart. -- It's as if the happiest sunshine in the world is shining on my heart, so warm that I can't move, only able to gaze quietly, smiling slightly. ... Wang Zhaojun, how could a handsome man have the name of one of the Four Beauties of China? However, if he were dressed as a woman, he would surely be breathtakingly beautiful, a vision of elegance. He would drive men and women mad with infatuation and heartbreak. Such a beauty in a chaotic world, placed among ordinary people, would attract and bewitch those around him with a bewitching allure. One can only sigh: -- If this beauty were to fall into the hands of an insignificant woman, how many hearts would be broken? It would be better if no one could have him, and he were given to a man, thus ending the unsavory thoughts of many sisters. No wonder BL is so popular now. ... "My name comes from a story." Just as I was thinking happily, a voice suddenly rang out, startling me. Without thinking, I waved my hand and casually said, "Huh? What??" The words had barely left my mouth when my heart sank! I knew I was in trouble. You say there are only two people in this space, who else could I be talking to? I secretly and quickly glanced over, and in just one glance, I was completely captivated. A pair of gentle and beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at me with a smile, tender as water, hazy as a dream. Unspeakable feelings, indescribable emotions, were all in that pool of autumn water. "Am I pretty?" He smiled slightly. "Pretty." I nodded.

"...Why are you nodding? Now is not the time for you to drool and swoon. Quickly think of a way to explain this to him!!!" -- A frustrated voice flashed through my mind.

"Do you like it?" He smiled slightly again.

"I like it." I nodded again.

"...Why are you nodding? You, you're hopeless!!!" -- The voice in my mind was somewhat hysterical, full of helplessness.

"Your dark circles are so heavy, did you not sleep well? Do you want to sleep a little longer?" He said with some concern, his warm fingertips gently brushing across my eyes, bringing a soft current, making me feel a pleasant jolt.

I nodded involuntarily, and under his prompting words, I really felt a little sleepy. My upper and lower eyelids started to fight, just like the old saying -- enemies are destined to meet, both sides were vying for dominance, neither willing to give in.

But… I seem to have forgotten something…

What could it be…?

In a daze, I felt a pair of large hands pull me into their embrace, making me feel even warmer and more comfortable. The large hands gently patted my back, like my mother's gentle patting when I was little, humming a soft lullaby.

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If I could, I truly wish she could sleep so peacefully and unguardedly in my arms forever.

Zhaojun looked at Qiangwei with doting eyes, his thin lips gently touching the forehead of the little one in his arms, full of tenderness and reluctance.

She didn't remember him at all.

The complete unfamiliarity revealed in those bright almond-shaped eyes always made him gasp, almost unable to breathe, wanting to rush forward, grab her fragrant shoulders, and fiercely question her.

But the occasional confusion and wariness in those eyes made his heart ache, preventing him from doing so, leaving him only with a broken heart.

He could only approach her step by step, slowly, standing outside what she thought was a safe distance, waiting for this curious prey to come to him.

...

When he could finally hold her in his arms and shower her with affection, seeing her conflicted expression, he couldn't bear to force her, and involuntarily began to help her solve her problems...so in the end, the one who suffered was himself.

Oh well, who told him to fall in love with this confused wild goose?

Chapter 200 A Dream of Nanke

Zhaojun sat upright at her desk, carefully flipping through books, occasionally picking up her pen to ponder.

I quietly looked down at myself; my clothes were still on, though a little wrinkled, probably from sleeping in the wrong position.

I subtly looked up and carefully observed him not far away, seemingly still in a dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

I raised my small hand, aimed at the back of my fair hand, and bit down hard...

Ah!!! It hurts so much!!! Tears are almost coming out!! "You're awake ??

" Such a big move naturally attracted his attention. He asked with concern, smiling slightly, his beautiful peach-blossom eyes filled with tenderness and distance.

"Mmm..." It wasn't a dream; I felt a little lost, unable to speak. I lowered my head, my eyes feeling hot, sore, and blurry.

I blinked desperately, trying to swallow back the unruly tears. My mind kept telling me, "Don't cry...you absolutely can't cry..."

But why should I cry? -- That sensual and beautiful lovemaking was nothing but an illusionary dream. ...Should I cry because it's not reality, or because my sordid dream has defiled that gentle and refined Teacher Zhaojun?

...Truly, I can't even find a reason to cry.

So what is the reason for my despondency?

"Are you alright?" he asked, somewhat worried.

"I'm fine." I looked up and smiled sweetly at him. I stood up and quickly said, "Teacher Zhaojun, I'm sorry, I accidentally fell asleep. I disturbed your work."

"It's alright."

"Then I'll go now, you're busy."

...I pretended to be calm and walked out the door, carefully closing it behind me. Tears streamed down my face.

I ran quickly to the bathroom with my head down, crawled into a stall, bit my lip desperately, and kept crying.

I felt weak all over, squatted there, unable to make a sound, sobbing uncontrollably. A strange sense of loss seemed like a huge black hole, sucking me in completely. Sadness and sorrow were like towering waves, one after another, crashing against me.

I never knew he had such a huge influence on me. His every move easily swayed my emotions. His unfamiliar politeness could make me so sad...

I couldn't bear it.

I wanted to rush over and hug him tightly.

But I didn't dare. I could only secretly fantasize in my dreams, pinning him down and wantonly bullying him.

If he knew about these lewd thoughts, what would he think of me? A pervert? Or a lewd woman? Would he despise me? Would he never speak to me again?

...

Trembling, I took out my phone and quickly dialed a number, my voice thick with sobs, soft and weak: "Hello... Bailu... Waaah... Where are you?... Please come pick me up, okay?... I... can't walk anymore..."

Unable to say more, I hung up the phone. I hugged my knees, feeling warm tears quickly fall to the ground.

I hate myself... so indecisive...

I don't understand my own heart... But what hurts me the most is his attitude... so distant, so unfamiliar... like looking at a stranger... Does he... not want me anymore?

Waaah... He doesn't want me anymore... He really... doesn't want me anymore... really... really...

What should I do? What should I do? Someone save me...

...

Chapter 201 Do you love me?

I squatted there, crying for a long, long time, until… Bailu found me.

He stood outside the door and softly said, “…My wife, I’ve come to get you.”

That familiar voice was like a lightning bolt, flashing into my ears, warm, and making my tears flow even more.

Yes, Bailu was now like my savior. In my most vulnerable moment, a single call was enough for him to drop everything and come rushing over without asking why, just for me, finding me in my utter despair.

My heart suddenly ached. Such a foolish man, ignoring my rejections, stubbornly and devotedly calling me "my wife"… He always stepped forward in my most critical moments, coming to my side and giving me all the security I needed.

Sniffing my red nose, I weakly called out, “Bailu…”

Tears that had almost dried up flowed again like a newly formed spring.

I wanted to reach for the door, but I couldn’t muster the strength.

“Don’t worry, I’ll always be here waiting for you,” he said. He stood outside the door, motionless, patiently and quietly waiting.

Taking a deep breath, holding back tears, he used his small hands to push the door open smoothly.

Through his teary eyes, I saw Bailu calmly and lovingly opening her arms to me.

I threw myself into his arms, asking in a muffled voice, "...Do you love me?...Zhaojun..."—silently swallowing the last part of the name.

"Love. Rose, I love you," he answered without hesitation.

"Waaah...waaah..." I burst into tears, crying like a child who had suffered a great injustice. —I was saddened by my own wicked thoughts. Knowing full well it was impossible, I still clung to a sliver of hope, deceiving myself.

He gently patted my back, saying nothing.

"Waaah...waaah...I love you too...love you..." I clutched his clothes tightly, feeling his arms tighten and his heart pound, a growing despair in my heart:

...I love you...Zhaojun...I really love you...

Is this love at first sight or a karmic entanglement from a past life?

He was just like my childhood dream. Approaching gracefully, gentle and elegant, breathtakingly beautiful. He easily captured all my attention.

I didn't know, I only knew that I loved Zhaojun. But I discovered with despair that he was so far away.

Tears streamed down my face as I returned the pearl, regretting that we

hadn't met before I was married. Let's not even talk about Bai Qi and Bai Lu; he never actually gave me a pearl. I was just indulging in wishful thinking, secretly harboring feelings for him.

Zhaojun, oh Zhaojun, you made the wild geese so infatuated with you that they could no longer fly…

…

I hooked my arms around Bai Lu's neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips.

Warm, soft, sweet and delicious. Were Zhaojun's lips this delicious too?

I'm going crazy! What am I thinking?!

…

I thought Bai Lu would take the initiative, hold me tight, and kiss me passionately.

But he only held me tight, without kissing me further.

“Husband, don't you want to kiss me?” I pulled back slightly and asked.

“Wife, why are you crying?” he answered irrelevantly.

“Don't you want to kiss me and hold me?” I lowered my eyes and continued to ask.

"Wife, who are you hiding here crying for?" he continued to press.

"...So you don't want to." I reached out and pushed against his chest, trying to break free from his embrace. A slight smile played on my lips as I said softly, "I'm really sorry to have called you here."

I stepped back from his embrace, lowered my head, and took out my phone. In front of him, I found Bai Qi's number and dialed it.

"What are you doing?" He narrowed his eyes, snatched the phone away, and turned it off.

"Finding someone to kiss and hug me." I smiled faintly, my glistening tears still trembling gently on my curled eyelashes.

Chapter 202 The Punishment of Passion 1 High H

"You!!" Bai Lu seemed a little angry, staring at me fiercely.

"I don't want to force you." I smiled sweetly and said softly, "I think... if it's Senior Bai Qi... he definitely won't refuse me..." My tone was drawn out, lingering, half-teasing.

Before I could finish speaking, everything blurred before my eyes, and he pulled me forcefully into his arms, holding me tightly. His large hand hooked my chin, and his thin lips pressed down without hesitation, capturing my red lips and sucking hard. He bit a little hard, causing me a slight pain, and I couldn't help but let out a soft cry. His domineering tongue darted in, licking and kissing me wildly, somewhat roughly, as if venting his pent-up anger. Yet,

within that rough kiss, there was a hint of tenderness that couldn't be ignored.

My mouth opened wide, allowing him to kiss me even more wantonly. Waves of pleasure spread through my mouth with the teasing of his tongue, a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation that made my whole body tingle and itch. Waves of weakness washed over me, making me almost unable to stand, and I pressed myself even closer to him.

He understood and held me even tighter, his large hands restlessly kneading my high, soft breasts, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, teasing my desire intermittently. His technique was skillful; with just a few teasing touches, he aroused me to a fever pitch, my whole body burning, a throbbing, tingling sensation spreading through my vagina, an unbearable urge to reach out and ravage it.

"...Hoo...You want it, don't you?" he panted, feigning ignorance.

"Ha...ha...no..." I moaned softly, my voice low, a worried refusal: "Not...here...hoo...um...let's go somewhere else..."

"No way!!" he replied fiercely, "Wife...hoo...hoo...you seduced me...I can't hold back anymore..." His voice was broken, his heavy breathing softening the harshness in his tone.

He pulled my hand down to his lower body, covering his erect penis, hot, hard, and seemingly clamoring for release.

My face flushed red, but my hand mischievously touched the large tent, feeling myself unable to hold on any longer; my vagina grew increasingly tingling and aching, unbearably uncomfortable.

"Hoo... Wife, right here, give it to me!!" he said firmly, his large hands restlessly pulling open my clothes, revealing a purple, alluring bra, making that area of skin appear even whiter and smoother, almost bursting forth.

His large hands roughly kneaded it a few times, then, dissatisfied, pulled the bra aside, watching my two mounds of white jade bounce joyfully out. He eagerly lowered his head, taking one soft, plump breast into his mouth, sucking and nibbling fiercely.

"Ah~ ha~~... hoo~~... hoo~~..." I couldn't help but thrust my chest forward, pushing it further into his mouth.

His large hands slowly kneaded the other breast, two fingers pinching the pink peach blossom at the tip, pulling and kneading, playing with it with great pleasure.

"Mmm... it hurts so much... be gentle..." a soft moan escaped, becoming even more alluring.

He paused slightly, smiled, and said, "Be gentle? I'm afraid you'll be begging me to be gentler later, my wife..."

His large hand slipped between my legs, caressing my soft skin, sending shivers of pleasure through me. I couldn't ignore it, and I trembled slightly, trying to escape... but I couldn't escape the feeling of his large hand slipperyly reaching my moist, damp crotch.

Chapter 203 The Punishment of Passion 2 High H

"So wet..." He chuckled mischievously, blowing his ambiguous breath into my ear, a mixture of soreness and numbness, an unbearable tingling. I wanted to pull away, but this slight attempt to escape only displeased him. He took my rounded earlobe into his mouth and nibbled at it fiercely.

"Ah~~ha~~...no...don't..." I couldn't help but plead softly, pressing myself even closer to him, twisting my soft body seductively, letting my two high, round mounds rub against his hot, hard chest.

"My wife... my wife... don't seduce me like this... huff..." His suppressed breaths sprayed onto my delicate neck, his large hand tracing the sparse hair, impatiently reaching my overflowing vulva. Two fingers pinched the tender pearl of my vulva, kneading it heavily.

"Mmm... ha... husband..." I couldn't help but moan, the suppressed cries escaping my soft red lips, further arousing his desire.

"My wife... I can't hold back anymore..." His breathing quickened, his fingers disobeyingly pressing against the edge of my wet vulva, gently probing inside. The moment they touched, they were tightly gripped by my moist, thirsty vulva, sinking deeper and deeper.

"Ah... ha..."

Suddenly, he roughly pulled me even tighter, one hand supporting my peach-like buttocks, the other skillfully unbuttoning our clothes. His hard, hot penis pressed menacingly against the center of my warm, moist vulva, tentatively rubbing against it.

"Hoo~~Hoo~~Come in quickly..." This dragging on is making us both miserable. Why won't he just satisfy me, something that would bring us both pleasure? ...I couldn't help but lean back slightly, creating some distance, using this movement to get his attention. I gave him a flirtatious wink, coyly trying to seduce him.

But as it turned out, this outcome was beyond my control.

He understood, lowered his head and kissed me, his hot, hard penis plunging fiercely into my tight, slippery vagina, inching in, ruthlessly and forcefully, until it was fully inside, thrusting deep into the tender flesh of my flower, squeezing out a gush of wet, sweet, and fragrant fluid.

"Wife...you smell so good...so soft...so sweet..." His large penis was fierce and domineering, forcefully thrusting into my tender vagina, his lewd words constantly escaping, deliberately arousing my confused mind.

"No...it's too deep...huff...uh...it hurts...ah...it's so uncomfortable...huff...huff...it feels so good...deeper...harder...ruin me hard..."

My mind was completely hazy, I could only moan incessantly, following the pleasure deep within my flower, uttering shameless lewd words.

He gripped my buttocks tightly and began his vigorous assault, thrusting harder and harder, his mushroom-shaped tip kissing my softest spot again and again, drawing out wave after wave of slippery, sticky fluid that flowed everywhere. Waves of pleasure surged like tides, almost overwhelming me.

...

I don't know how much time passed, my body went limp like a pool of alluring spring water, as if floating on clouds. In a daze, I seemed to feel him increase his strength and speed, thrusting heavily, plunging deep inside, ejaculating hot, viscous semen...

Rapid, heavy breathing echoed in the silent space. Reason gradually returned to my mind, and those unspeakable memories flashed by, like a movie on a screen, profound and clear.

His figure, his smile. His every move, his every frown and smile. His kindness to me, his indifference, every glance, every action...all surfaced.

Someone I should have forgotten, someone I should have never crossed paths with, yet I remember him so clearly.

Teacher Zhaojun, what should I do with you?

Why is my heart so heavy?

I nestled in Bailu's arms, listening to his strong, pounding heartbeat, thinking of other men.

Am I a bad woman?

When I can't find the person I truly desire in my heart, I seek out a warm place, lingering there wantonly.

How could I be so selfish?

A clear tear, carrying a hint of warmth, slid down, leaving a slightly cool trace, landing on his chest.

"What's wrong? My wife, why are you crying? Did I hurt you just now?" He seemed a little anxious, reaching out to touch my vulva. "Was I too forceful, did I hurt you? I… your seduction just now, I completely lost control… let me see…"

"Husband…" a soft, barely audible voice said, "I'm so tired… take me home, okay?"

Where is home? Without him, it's not home.

This feeling came too strongly, too suddenly, catching me off guard, leaving me defenseless. What to do? Such complex emotions, such a tangled state of mind… I, I seem… I can't say… I can't describe it.

This is different from my feelings for Bai Qi and Bai Lu.

I always feel a slight resistance towards Bai Qi, a reluctance that seems to rise from the depths of my heart, as if everything before me is an illusion.

I feel a slight fear towards Bai Lu, as if everything about him is mysterious, beyond my control. He's too kind and gentle to me, which makes me feel unreal.

But with him, I can't quite understand my feelings.

It's like a meeting from a past life, or perhaps a karmic entanglement in this one. Like a moth drawn to a flame, knowing the immense danger, I still want to get close, to get his attention. Just a fleeting glance from his alluring, peach-blossom eyes, and my heart begins to overflow with a sweet, tingling sensation. A blush rises uncontrollably to my cheeks, my almond-shaped eyes want to escape, yet I can't bear to, only able to timidly steal glances, unable to hide my overwhelming joy.

Perhaps, he, Zhaojun, is an expert in this?

That's why he's captivated me?

No… just thinking about this makes my heart ache, an indescribable ache. An unseen self kept refuting, arguing for him, desperately telling itself: He's not that kind of person, he can't be that kind of person, he couldn't possibly be this person…

The more it refuted, the less confident it became, the more it felt like self-deception.

Thus, the more conflicted it became, the more its head ached.

It hurts…it hurts…

my head feels like it's going to split open…

…

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“Rose, did you call me? Why did you hang up? Why didn't you answer my calls afterwards?” Bai Qi questioned angrily, his expression grave, staring at me in Bai Lu's arms like a child whose toy had been snatched away.

I glanced at him indifferently.

This man, so jealous, is he really the charming Bai Qi senior? Look at him, this behavior, nothing compared to that person's gentle gaze…

that person…Zhaojun, why…why am I thinking of him again?

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

Suddenly, my mood plummeted. I didn't want to say a word. I lowered my head, nestled tightly in Bailu's arms, and closed my eyes.

Therefore, I didn't see the hesitant look Bailu gave Baiqi.

...

"Wife, are you tired?" Bailu asked softly.

"Mmm," I replied gently.

"Then let me carry you to rest for a bit, and we can take a bath later, okay?" He carried me to the bedroom and gently placed me on the soft, large bed.

"Mmm," I replied softly, curling up into a ball as he gently covered me with a soft quilt.

I really didn't want to move.

If my body was tired, a good night's sleep would make me energetic the next day. But my heart was tired; no matter how much I rested or slept, I still felt exhausted. Only when I completely understood could I regain my strength and be ready to move forward.

But when would I understand? When would I be able to untangle these inexplicable knots in my heart? ... In a corner of the study, Bai Lu sat languidly on the sofa, a glass of red wine in her right hand. She took a sip, her expression grave, and said, "She's been acting very strangely these past few days."

" I know why she's like this!! That damned man has reappeared!!!" Bai Qi took a large gulp of red wine and said, "They've already met. I could only watch helplessly as it all happened, unable to stop it." "When I went to pick her up just now, I could clearly sense that she was out of control. He was not far away, quietly watching us." Bai Lu's slender fingers caressed the crystal wine glass as she pondered, then she said softly, "His aura was very weak at the time, almost imperceptible. It seemed as if he deliberately let me discover his presence, without getting angry, without getting close, with an indifference that none of this concerned him."

He paused, thought for a moment, and continued, "If he truly didn't care, he wouldn't have stared at me from afar and deliberately let me discover his presence… This is the first time I've encountered someone so unfathomable. Perhaps we should join forces to deal with him. That way, we can maintain the upper hand."

"Can't we start with Rose, deepening her memories?" Bai Qi asked.

Bai Lu hesitated for a long time before saying, "She's always been a meticulous and thoughtful person. Hypnotizing her again might be too much for her body and mind."

"Then let's make that person disappear from this world completely. I'll handle this; I guarantee I'll eliminate him completely," Bai Qi said thoughtfully.

"..." Bai Lu remained silent for a long time before saying, "This is a risky move. We may not be able to bear the consequences."

"What serious consequences could there be?"

"Once he disappears, Rose will completely forget his existence and project everything that happened before onto the two of us, becoming even more fond of us—that's a good outcome." Bai Lu changed the subject, saying, "But if his disappearance is too much of a blow to Rose, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear the excruciating headaches and chaotic thoughts, and her mind will completely break down. Once her mind collapses, I'm afraid her body won't be able to hold on for long either..."

"Then what should we do?"

"Right now, all we can do is wait and see, and deal with whatever comes our way." Bai Lu took a sip of red wine and said calmly.

"Bang..." Bai Qi slammed down his wine glass and suddenly stood up: "Do nothing? You want me to just watch Rose throw herself into his arms??? Watch them fall in love??? Watch them live happily ever after???... What am I supposed to do???" "

..." Bai Lu remained silent.

"I can't do it. Damn it, damn it, I love Rose too!! You love her too, right!!! Watching her leave, can you really be so calm?? Can you really remain unmoved???" Bai Qi asked irritably, pacing back and forth.

"I mentioned earlier that we should practice fighting her, so that we might have the upper hand forever," Bai Lu said.

"And then share her together??" Bai Qi hesitated, seemingly unwilling.

"If we don't work together, I'm afraid we'll fight like the snipe and the clam, and the fisherman will benefit. It'll be a bargain for someone else," Bai Lu said.

"..." After a long silence, Bai Qi nodded.

Chapter 204 Devastating Rumors

Suddenly, the entire campus was filled with such rumors:

"Hey, did you know?? I heard that a substitute teacher named Wang Zhaojun is dating a student." Girl A said mysteriously.

"Wang Zhaojun??...Isn't that the handsome, young temporary substitute teacher?? Who's she dating??" Girl B, resting her chin on her hand, pondered for a moment with feigned interest, but finally couldn't resist her gossipy curiosity and eagerly pressed for an answer. "

I heard she's a charming and lovely junior sister...so beautiful, a spitting image of a milk tea girl, pure and adorable. I also heard that the two fell in love at first sight, then at second sight, and by the third sight..." Girl A deliberately dragged out her voice, intentionally creating an atmosphere of ambiguity.

"Did they sleep together after only three meetings? Isn't that a bit too fast??" Girl B suddenly realized and asked.

...

The conversation wasn't loud, but it was like a gentle breeze that happened to slip into my ear, or a playful little hand that casually plucked at my heartstrings, making me both excited and shy. I couldn't help but secretly wonder:

could that charming and lovely junior sister they were talking about be me? But I'm not as innocent and cute as the "Milk Tea Sister," so I'm not myself, am I? But—after all, it's about Teacher Zhaojun…and him…oh dear, how can others know about such an embarrassing thing? —Is this what they call "walls have ears"? …What should I do? What should I do?

…

I couldn't help but lean closer to them, straining my ears to listen.

"Right? I also heard that this substitute teacher found a female student, seriously violating our school rules. If the higher-ups find out, he'll definitely be in big trouble." Girl

A muttered. "Sigh, people in love don't think that far ahead…but I'm really curious, who is the female lead? What department is she in? What's her name? Tell me quickly! Tell me now!!" Girl B eagerly pressed, truly revealing my thoughts.

"I only heard the name, it's something like... what's it... um?? What was it again?? Oh, Man'er?? Yes, it's called—Rong Man'er!!!" The first woman thought for a moment and said a very unfamiliar name.

"What?? Who is Rong Man'er??" I exclaimed in surprise, my mind blank for a moment.

—Rong Man'er?? Isn't that my name?? Isn't that me??

"..." Both of them were startled and turned to stare at me.

"Ah, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to scare you... I, I overheard your conversation..." I came to my senses and stammered an explanation.

"Oh... I see, I see. You're also a fan of Teacher Zhaojun, right? Don't be sad, if you really like him, wish him well." The first woman patted my shoulder, looking knowing.

"Yes, don't be sad, handsome guys belong to everyone." The second woman also came to comfort me.

"I'm fine, thank you." I forced a smile, but my eyes were filled with tears. I quickly lowered my head, silently blaming myself for losing control of my emotions so easily.

I turned away abruptly, tears streaming down my face.

Rong Man'er… Rong Man'er… Teacher Zhaojun… Is it true?… Are all those rumors they're talking about true?

…

I didn't know what I was doing, where I wanted to go, or what I was thinking. All I knew was that when I looked up, I saw Senior Bai Qi.

"What's wrong? You look so distracted." He took my hand and gently smoothed my hair.

I leaned on his shoulder, feeling utterly weak, as if I were about to die. My thoughts raced:

Could Senior Bai Qi have spread these rumors?

– Very likely. If he did, then those words he just said must have been deliberately meant for me.

But how did he know I liked Teacher Zhaojun? That's right, there's nothing he doesn't know. Besides, he probably already knew about our confrontation in the office last time, that I was hiding under the desk...

If that's the case, then this is just his tactic, so why should I be sad?

But, is all of this really his doing?

I took his hand, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear, "Senior, today I heard some rumors that made me very sad, very sad..."

Before I could finish, my heart was suddenly pierced by a sharp blade, the pain almost suffocating me. The tears I had finally managed to hold back streamed down my face. I stared blankly—

I saw Teacher Zhaojun walking towards me with a pretty and charming junior, smiling and chatting. His hand was on her shoulder, his misty peach blossom eyes were gazing at her affectionately, and he was leaning down beside her, talking intimately. He seemed to be looking this way—

"Senior, kiss me." I quickly pulled Bai Qi's head down, nestled in his arms, and kissed him haphazardly.

The kiss was astringent, salty, and slightly bitter, like a dragonfly skimming the water. Warm, large hands gently patted my back, one after another, with tenderness.

Suddenly, my opinion of Bai Qi changed drastically. I was grateful that he went along with me, played along, and soothed my nearly broken state of mind. Even after I had such malicious suspicions about him.

...

But, no buts.

I can disbelieve rumors, but I can't disbelieve my own eyes.

I saw with my own eyes that Teacher Zhaojun had a beautiful girlfriend, and he was affectionately holding her arm, coaxing her...

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