[Anya's Life] (April 5th) [Author: ogcxnr]

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... Anya had loved her mother's noodles since she was little, and Li Lihong had specially prepared chicken noodle soup with a poached egg for her daughter's first breakfast after returning home. Anya leaned gently against her mother's back, resting her chin on her shoulder, and began to whine sweetly . "Mom, it's so good to be back! I haven't had your noodles in so long!" Li Lihong felt a warmth in her heart; her daughter seemed even more considerate and sensible than before. She smiled and said, "Sweetie, I knew you liked it. It'll be ready soon. Go outside wait a bit, then drink that glass of warm water on the table." Anya quickly pecked her mother on the cheek, tied her ponytail, and went to the dining room to gulp down the warm water. A little while later, Li Lihong brought both of their noodles to the table. The mother and daughter were eating breakfast together again after half a year. Watching Anya slurp up the noodles with gusto, she smiled contentedly. It's been half a year since I last saw my daughter, and she's changed quite a bit. Her short hair, which she's kept the same for over ten years, has grown long. Anya used to want to grow her hair long and braid it, but my daughter always refused, arguing that she should focus on her studies rather than her appearance. Finally, my daughter has grown up and can't always listen to me like she used to. I feel both wistful and relieved. "Mom, it tastes just like before, so delicious!" Anya exclaimed, finishing every last drop of soup. "I'm glad you like it. When you're home, you should eat well and take good care of yourself," Li Lihong said, nodding as she looked at her daughter's rosy cheeks. "But you look better than last semester. Last time you came back, you were so dark and thin, but this time you look so fresh and healthy." Anya blushed guiltily and quickly said, "Last semester we had military training, everyone got tanned." Li Lihong continued eating her noodles, oblivious to Anya's change in expression. "My daughter has grown up. She knows how to care about her appearance and how to take care of herself, so I feel much more at ease." Anya was raised with strict discipline. Her father, An Jianjun, was a former soldier who was assigned to the local police station as a criminal investigator after his military service. Although he doted on his only daughter, he was always stern and unsmiling. Her mother, on the other hand, occasionally played the role of a confidante . For example, she learned to cope with the panic when she had her first period and the shyness when her breasts started to develop thanks to her mother's guidance and comfort. Even when she had a crush on Lin Peng and received many love letters in high school, it was her mother who enlightened her and helped her see her own path clearly. At that time, Anya thought that if really fell in love, she would definitely tell her mother first and ask her to give her advice. But the situation is different from what I imagined. She's already dating in her freshman year, and her relationship with Zhang Qiang has progressed too quickly. She really doesn't know how to tell her mother now. She 'll keep it a secret for now, and ask her mother for advice later when the relationship is truly stable or if any problems arise. Therefore, before going home, Anya made up her mind to resolutely not reveal anything about her personal relationship. "By the way, I ran into Tang Hui's mother yesterday morning. She asked if you were back yet, saying Tang Hui was incredibly and had been waiting for you. You should give her a call." Li Lihong said while tidying the table. "I already made plans to go shopping with Tang Hui today. I'll call her when I'm ready." Anya also got up to change her clothes. Tang Hui and Anya were best friends since the first year of junior high school, practically inseparable for all three years. Even in high school, though in different classes and with their own new social circles, they still often walked home together. Anya was a bit impatient, while Tang Hui was somewhat reserved; their personalities complemented each other. After starting university in different cities, they couldn't meet up often, only managing to rekindle their friendship during holidays. Soon, Anya changed into a dress, called Tang Hui to arrange a meeting, and prepared to leave looking refreshed. Firstly, Anya hadn't yet developed the habit of wearing makeup, and secondly, Li Lihong had exceptionally good skin, usually not even needing a light base makeup; she looked like she was in her 30s despite being almost 50. Anya had also inherited her mother's fair and smooth skin, so radiant it seemed to glow, making her dorm roommates incredibly envious. Not needing makeup saved her a lot of trouble. Watching Anya humming a tune, looking energetic as she carried her small backpack and prepared to leave, Li Lihong suddenly recalled her own youth. She smiled slightly and asked, "When are you coming back?" Anya had already put on her shoes and left, calling out as she went down the stairs, "Be back before dinner. I'll call if you're not back." Her voice faded into the distance. Afraid of giving herself away to her mother, Anya felt more at ease the faster she walked. She just wanted to meet Tang Hui and tell her everything that had happened this semester, simply because Tang Hui was the person she trusted most besides her parents, and of course, Zhang Qiang. Thinking of Zhang Qiang, she couldn't help but recall that night two days ago. After finishing their exams and shedding the burden of studying, they faced separation the next day, and the two of them had let loose in the small hotel. Anya had fully recovered from the pain of her first time having sex. Coupled with the complete abstinence before her exams, she was physiologically and psychologically prepared for intercourse. Although she was still a little shy when she took off her dress, she quickly shed her pretense under the skin to-skin contact and Zhang Qiang's gentle teasing, quickly getting into the mood. She even shamelessly straddled Zhang Qiang's hot penis, rubbing back and forth until she reached orgasm. The feeling of fullness and possession from being penetrated by his hard was still a muscle memory, imprinted in her vagina. Thinking of this, a warm feeling surged through her vagina, and her consciousness involuntarily continued to follow the memory. That night, Zhang Qiang surprised her even more, engaging in ample foreplay before penetration and learning that she had completely recovered from the pain of her first time.

After the pain, he seemed like a different person. The gentle and considerate young man of the past was gone, replaced by a
wild horse with fiery eyes galloping inside her, recklessly thrusting, completely disregarding whether his girlfriend's moans were from pain or
excitement. This wild masculine aura gave her her first experience of the pleasure of being conquered,
a realm beyond tenderness and affection in sex, like the other side of a coin.

Although she knew about the condom, the powerful thrusts of Zhang Qiang's ejaculation and
the intense still startled Anya.
She only felt relieved after Zhang Qiang withdrew his penis and they repeatedly checked that the condom was intact. The amount of semen stored in the condom was astonishing; the
consequences terrified her. Although she couldn't feel the stimulation of semen hitting her cervix, safety was always the top priority.

Just like the first night, after a short rest, Zhang Qiang began his second assault. This time,
he was gentler and less wild. Maintaining the same position for the third time left her quite
exhausted. He didn't stop until the fourth time, letting her fall into a deep sleep. She was woken up again the next morning by
Zhang Qiang's advances. Feeling sorry for him, knowing he would be separated after summer vacation, she couldn't resist and let him do it two more times
. Neither of them dared take the remaining condoms home and had to discard them.

Frankly, using a condom definitely lacked the wonderful feeling of skin-to-skin contact, especially towards the end
when she was exhausted. It felt like a foreign rubber object inside her. No wonder Wu Wenwen said many men
don't like using condoms; there's a lot of truth to that. But unprotected sex is like a sweet, slow poison; weighing the two,
she had to accept the discomfort of using a condom.

Lost in her own thoughts, Anya arrived at the agreed-upon shopping mall. Tang Hui hadn't arrived yet, so Anya
stood in the plaza, looking around anxiously. Coincidentally, Xu Cheng appeared in the distance and walked towards them.
Anya felt awkward; how should she begin?

Xu Cheng, head down, seemed not to see Anya until he was less than ten meters away. Just as Anya
was pondering what to say, Xu Cheng suddenly seemed startled, didn't even greet
her quickened his pace, continuing on his way. This was completely unexpected for Anya. She had no idea that Xu Cheng's
hasty departure was due to his guilty conscience about what happened the night before. She only thought that she had said something too harsh that afternoon, hurting Xu Cheng
's feelings, and felt a pang of guilt.

"Anya!" It was Tang Hui's familiar voice.

"Tang Hui!" The two immediately clasped hands, exclaiming "Aiya!" and
jumping for joy.

They jumped for a while before stopping, then let go of each other's hands and looked each other over.

Tang Hui still had her usual light wheat-colored skin, and her complexion was quite good. Since it was a date with her best friend, neither
of them had any competitive thoughts, so she wasn't wearing any makeup. Her short, neat hair was styled with a creamy
yellow headband, and her bangs were neatly trimmed. However, her clothing style was different from before. In the past, she had only been seen wearing
pants, but today she was wearing a straight-cut short skirt that didn't go past her knees, paired with a cartoon t-shirt and high-heeled sandals.
Her beautiful legs, which Anya envied so much

, looked even longer and straighter. "Tang Hui, it's been half a year since I last saw you. You've become more womanly and more and more beautiful," Anya exclaimed as she looked at her.
"I told you you looked great in skirts. Look at your slim waist, look at your perky butt." As she spoke, she patted Tang Hui's butt with her hand
.

"Oh my god, we're on the street!" Tang Hui laughed and dodged away. "You're one to talk! Look at
your own butt, so big and round! And you look so much better with long hair!" After another round of
compliments , the two held hands and started shopping. An Ya had dragged Zhang Qiang shopping a few times before. Although he
hadn't complained, it was clear he was putting on a brave face. Whether it was trying on clothes or accessories, his opinion
was always just "okay" or "not bad," which was honestly quite boring.

But shopping with other girls is different. They can chat and laugh about private topics,
squeeze into fitting rooms to try on clothes together, and offer detailed opinions for each other. Most importantly,
they never seem to get tired of shopping, especially when it's with their childhood best friend.

After two or three hours, both of them had made some purchases. They each bought two pairs of earrings, and Tang Hui bought
a long dress and two pairs of long black stockings to accentuate her long legs. Anya, whose bra was a bit too tight
, chose two new sets of underwear and a pair of tight-fitting denim shorts.

Lunchtime arrived, and their stomachs were rumbling. They went to KFC and ordered two set meals,
chatting as they ate. After a few words, the topic inevitably shifted to men.

"By the way, Anya, I came to see you today to tell you something—I have a boyfriend."

"Really?" Anya was surprised, but quickly became overjoyed by the coincidence. "I was
also planning to tell you today that I have a boyfriend, this is such a coincidence!" Tang Hui's mouth formed an "O" shape,
and she then grabbed Anya's hands and cheered.

According to Tang Hui, her boyfriend was a senior in graphic design, two years her senior. They
met while studying in the library. He wasn't very handsome, but he had a great physique and was very talented in design.

"So, what stage are you two at in your relationship?" Anya asked curiously, biting her straw.

Tang Hui blushed and said, "What stage could we be at? We've only been dating for two months, which means...

kissing and stuff." "Huh?" Anya looked quite disappointed, clearly not satisfied with Tang Hui's answer. "
Impossible, two months and all you've done is kiss. Honestly, is there anything... anything deeper? Hehe
...

" Tang Hui blushed even more, took a big gulp of her drink, and whispered, "He also touched my breasts...
" "Tell me what happened!" "Anya's eyes lit up as she pressed on.

"Well... last week after my exams, I went to his dorm to help him unpack. He was the only one there.
We kissed as usual, and then his hand slipped inside my clothes and lifted up my bra
, then he grabbed my breasts and started pinching and kneading them. I tried to pull my hands away, but his kiss felt
so good, I didn't have the strength to struggle, so I just let him..." "Haha, so all guys are like that
!" Anya laughed.

"Really? Does your boyfriend like to touch me like that too? But he not only touched my breasts, he also put his hand
inside my underwear. I pushed him away, but he tried to hug me. In my panic, I hit him..."
"He slapped me and ran away." "Huh? What was his reaction afterward?" "Later, he chased me back to my dorm to
apologize. Actually, I regretted it as soon as I slapped him, and seeing how sincerely he admitted his mistake,
I took the opportunity to forgive him." "That's true, after all, he's your boyfriend,
so it's normal for him to touch you a little. But, it's quite ungentlemanly to just casually crawl into your underwear like that." Anya still wanted to
side her best friend.

"Yeah, it's not that I hate it when he touches me, it's just that I hope it's in a safe and comfortable environment
, and that our relationship naturally progresses to that stage, instead of standing in his dorm room, constantly on
guard against someone barging in." "I feel the same way. When I'm being intimate with my boyfriend in public
, I always have to be distracted to see if we'll be discovered, which is quite annoying sometimes." "By the way, stop talking about me.
What ?" This time, it was Anya's turn to blush. She lowered her head, biting her straw, and remained silent for a few seconds before suddenly looking up
and giving Tang Hui a flirtatious wink: "We made love." Tang Hui choked on her drink and sprayed it out of her nostrils, making
Anya laugh out loud. Anya helped her clean up and then told Tang Hui about Zhang Qiang and her. Tang Hui's relationship with
her boyfriend was getting better and better, and she knew in her heart that having sex was going to happen sooner or later. Now that there was a ready-made reference book
in front of her, a series of questions were thrown out, such as "Is the first time really painful?", "
How long will it last?", "What position should we use?", "Should we turn the lights on or off?", etc. Although Anya herself had only
recently tasted the forbidden fruit, she had become Tang Hui's "mentor", teaching and answering her questions tirelessly.

"But Tang Hui, you absolutely must remember, you absolutely, absolutely must use a condom, otherwise forget it. Don't be like
me, I didn't plan anything and just impulsively went to a hotel, and he had no experience and ejaculated inside me, so
I had to take birth control pills. Those pills are bad for your health, taking too many will affect your future fertility." "Yeah,
I know. So after it stopped hurting, how did it feel when we did it again? Was it comfortable?" Anya thought for a long time:
"Well, it was quite comfortable during foreplay, but the repetitive... piston-like movements were
just okay, and after doing it four times, my legs are still sore and swollen." Describing sex as piston-like
movements was quite vivid, Anya couldn't help but laugh.

"Can you do it that many times in one night? It seems like in books and on TV, you just do it once and then sleep until dawn."

"Haha, don't make me laugh, how old are you to still believe what you see on TV." After lunch, it was already past
two , the hottest time of summer. Seeing that there was nowhere else to go, the two said goodbye and went
home.

Before the holiday, Anya and Zhang Qiang had discussed how to stay in touch during the break. First, they
decided against phone calls, fearing their parents might answer and cause problems. Second, Anya's family didn't have a computer, but
they couldn't go to internet cafes every day. They finally agreed to meet online for two hours after dinner every two days to ease their
longing for each other. However, since they had just returned home for the holiday, they were busy meeting up with old friends and classmates, playing sports, games
, and shopping, so the holiday wasn't as difficult as they had imagined.

One day, two weeks later, Anya was at home cooling off when she received a call from Tang Hui.

"Hey, Anya, what are you doing?" "Watching TV, eating watermelon. It's too hot to go out."

"I have something to tell you, what do you think?" "Hmm?" Anya was incredibly bored and wanted to find something new
to do to relieve the boredom. She said, "What is it?" "My cousin runs a teahouse in Shenzhen. She invited me to visit
her place before, all-inclusive, and she even took me to Happy Valley and Window of the World. I'm thinking that it's so boring here,
why don't I go to Shenzhen and stay for a while? Are you free to come with me?" Anya's initial excitement after returning home had worn
off, and she was feeling a bit bored. When she heard Tang Hui's idea, her eyes lit up, and she quickly sat up and said, "
Great When are we going? How long are we going?" "You should talk to your parents first. If they agree, we'll take
the train tomorrow night and arrive the day after tomorrow afternoon. My sister will pick us up at the train station. We'll probably be there for ten days to two weeks.
Give me your answer tonight so I can buy the tickets." After saying that, the two hung up the phone.

During lunch that afternoon, Anya couldn't wait to tell her parents about it. Unsurprisingly, her father rejected the idea,
saying things like the world outside was dangerous and it was too risky for a girl to be out on her own. Anya was disheartened and
had to ask her mother for help.

Li Lihong, on the other hand, thought it was a good idea. She even called Tang Hui's mother to confirm, and then started working on
her husband 's mindset. She said Tang Hui's cousin was also in her thirties and would take good care of the two girls.
She also said that her daughter was almost 19 and should be independent and experience life; parents couldn't control her
forever . An Jianjun couldn't argue with her and had to agree. He instructed her
to contact her parents immediately if anything happened, and to call the police if she couldn't handle an emergency. He then
used his experience as a criminal investigator to explain how to handle various emergencies. Anya had received special training from him before going to university
. Although she found her father a bit long-winded, she was still happy that he agreed and excitedly called Tang Hui.

After dinner, Anya went to an internet cafe. Zhang Qiang wasn't online, and after waiting a while, he still didn't come. So she
left him a message telling him about her trip to Shenzhen.

The next day, carrying her prepared summer clothes, toiletries, 1,000 yuan in cash plus a bank card,
a handbag, and a backpack, she finally embarked on her first journey without her elders. Although they could only
get hard seats because of the last-minute departure, the two girls were so excited that they didn't sleep most of the night. They spent the whole night eating snacks and gossiping, finally
falling asleep leaning against each other just before dawn. They only woke up hungry in the afternoon when they were almost at their destination.

The two girls listlessly carried their luggage out of the station. At the exit, there was a large sign that read "Tang Hui" and

"An Ya." The person holding the sign wasn't Tang Hui's cousin, but a lean man in his early thirties.

Tang Hui went over to ask, and the man's eyes lit up when he heard her name, and he greeted her very warmly.

"So you're Ahui, Ajuan's cousin? You're even prettier than Ajuan described!" She then looked Anya up and down
, grinning, "And you must be Anya, a real beauty too!" "Who are you?
Where's my sister?" Tang Hui asked, looking around.

"Oh dear, I forgot to mention, I'm Ajuan's boyfriend. Just call me Sheng. I
spent all day cleaning yesterday, but Ajuan complained it was dirty and insisted on cleaning it again herself, saying she wanted to welcome her sister cleanly.
That's why she sent me to pick you up. Here, give me your things, come with me." She reached for
the bags in Tang Hui and Anya's hands.

Tang Hui handed him her bag, but An Ya stopped her.

"Brother Sheng, call Sister Juan first and tell her you've picked her up, so she can relax." This was something
An Jianjun had taught his daughter many times: in crowded places like train stations, you shouldn't easily trust
strangers ; you must verify their identities. An Ya was therefore more cautious than Tang Hui.

"Oh right, right, let's call and make Juan happy first." Sheng was still smiling as he took out his phone
and dialed. Back then, cell phones weren't as common as they are now; they were mainly used by working adults, and
very few college students had them.

"Hey, Juan, I've picked up Tang Hui and her classmate An Ya. I just wanted to let you know, so I brought them
over ." "Wait, Brother Sheng, let Tang Hui tell Sister Juan." An Ya shrugged at Tang Hui, who was standing to the side.

Ah Sheng said "Oh," and then added, "Ah Juan, wait a minute, Ah Hui wants to talk to you." Tang Hui took the phone:
"Hello, sis, it's me... um, it's okay, it's not much... um, okay, bye." She then handed the phone
back to Ah Sheng.

An Ya said a little embarrassedly, "Brother Ah Sheng, don't mind, it's just that we don't know you,
so..." Ah Sheng waved his hands repeatedly, put away his phone, picked up a bag in each hand, smiled at An Ya, and said, "Ah Ya,
don't be so polite. You have to be careful when you're out and about. It's just that I didn't think things through, so it's normal for you
to be suspicious . Let's go, my car is in the parking lot." An Ya stuck out her tongue at Tang Hui, and the two
followed Ah Sheng to the parking lot and got into a Jinbei minivan.

"Ah Hui, Ah Ya, this is our only car. We use it for buying goods and getting around.
It's not as comfortable as a sedan, so please don't mind." "Brother Ah Sheng, we're lucky to have a ride
. We're not that delicate," Anya said with a smile. "Also, just call me Anya. Ah Ya sounds funny."

"That's how it is here. If you don't like it, I'll call you Anya. And don't call me brother, just
call me Ah Sheng." Ah Sheng chuckled, started the car, and drove off.

Anya and Tang Hui were still immersed in the free atmosphere without parental supervision. The rapidly developing city outside the window made
them feel both unfamiliar and excited. They chattered non-stop, and Ah Sheng acted as their tour guide while driving. After
driving for nearly an hour, the car entered a small road, and the surrounding houses became shorter and shorter.

"Our area isn't very developed yet, but at the current rate of expansion, it might be fully developed in
less than five years. When you come back then, it'll definitely be much prettier here." Ah Sheng skillfully
navigated the old streets, finally stopping in front of a "Azalea Teahouse."

Tang Hui and Anya got out of the car and stretched together. Ah Sheng quickly carried their luggage inside, shouting,
"Ajuan, they're all here!" "Yes!" came a reply from inside. Tang Juan came out to greet them. Seeing
Tang Hui , the two happily hugged, sharing their longing for each other.

Tang Juan had the same light wheat-colored skin as Tang Hui, wore flat shoes, and was less than 1.6 meters tall. She had a graceful figure, and her beautiful,
dignified features and sweet smile made her seem approachable. However, the fine lines between her brows
revealed the hardships of working alone far from home. Anya felt an immediate liking for Sister Juan.

"Hello, Sister Juan!" Tang Juan saw An Ya and came over to hug her warmly, saying,
"Tang Hui has talked about her best friend countless times, and today I finally meet her in person." An Ya
felt two firm, full breasts pressing against her chest, and she was secretly startled.

Tang Juan released her arms, looked An Ya up and down, and said with slight surprise, "You're much prettier than Tang Hui said. Your
skin is so good, so smooth and rosy even without makeup, I'm so envious." An Ya looked at Tang Juan's breasts, which were stretched high by
her casual t-shirt, and said with a smile, "Oh, I wish I had
a figure like Sister Juan." Tang Hui came over and teased, "You can't envy that, it's just a good thing for our Brother Sheng
, haha!" Tang Juan slapped her hard on the butt, and the three of them laughed and went into the house.

The teahouse had three floors, each about 150 square meters. The first floor had the reception and a few booths, and the second floor had private rooms.
Tang Juan led them directly to the third floor, where Tang Hui and An Ya exclaimed in unison.

The entire third floor was decorated in a Japanese style. A wooden walkway led directly to
the bathroom , with two Japanese-style sliding doors on either side. Tang Juan explained that the left side had a living room and a master bedroom,
while the right side had two guest bedrooms.

"Can you two share a room? We never use the guest bedrooms. I only had time to clean
one room this time; the other is still cluttered with stuff." She opened a sliding door.

Tang Hui and An Ya exclaimed again. The room was also entirely Japanese-style, with tatami mats on the floor, a low table,
several cushions, and sliding wardrobes on the walls. Their bags and luggage were in the corner. The two quickly said one
room was enough, took off their shoes, and jumped around on the tatami mats, cheering.

"I knew you girls would like it. Okay, put your things down and come downstairs for dinner. I've already
prepared it." Tang Juan smiled and went downstairs first.

Ah Sheng had already set the table, chairs, and dishes. Seeing Tang Juan come down, he asked, "How was it? Did they like it
?" "Yeah, they were jumping and shouting up there," Tang Juan said, walking over and hugging Ah Sheng's neck, whispering in his ear
, "You worked hard today. I'll have to treat you well after they go to sleep." As she spoke, she swayed
her body, her large breasts teasing Ah Sheng's chest.

Ah Sheng chuckled, pinching and kneading Tang Juan's buttocks with both hands, "If you keep doing this, I won't be able to wait until tonight
." Footsteps came from downstairs, and the two quickly separated, sitting down at the table and inviting An Ya and Tang Hui to join them
.

The table was laden with both hometown stir-fries and local seafood, and the four of them ate happily, chatting casually.

After graduating from vocational school, Tang Juan went to Shenzhen alone to make her way in the world. She worked various jobs for several years,
including supermarket cashier, restaurant waitress, and garment factory worker. She had several boyfriends, but all relationships ended. Later, while working as a waitress at a teahouse, she met
Asheng, a friend of the teahouse owner. Asheng was from Chaozhou and had also come to Shenzhen long before. He
was immediately attracted to Tang Juan and frequently brought friends to patronize the teahouse, sometimes
coming alone himself. The teahouse owner, who liked the well-behaved and capable Tang Juan, felt sorry for her
being and wanted to set them up. They eventually became a couple.

Tang Juan had saved a small amount of money after years of working, but she didn't want to always be dependent on others. Just over a year ago, the teahouse owner...
The owner was going to Guangzhou to develop her career and wanted to sell the teahouse. When Ah Sheng found out, he took out all his savings plus
the money Tang Juan had saved and bought the teahouse. Tang Juan said she liked the traditional Japanese style decoration, so Ah Sheng borrowed money from his family
to renovate and decorate the teahouse, and even changed the signboard to "Azalea." He didn't take a share himself, so Tang Juan finally
had a shop that was completely her own. Ah Sheng stopped doing anything else and lived with Tang Juan, focusing on helping her
with errands, purchasing goods, and attracting customers.

The two girls listened with great interest, both envious of Tang Juan's good fortune.

"Sister Juan, when are you getting married?" An Ya asked.

"Yes, with such a good boyfriend, what are we waiting for to run our own shop together?"
Tang Hui also said enthusiastically.

"Sigh," Tang Juan sighed, "We want to too, but his family isn't happy. He's a very
filial son , what can I do?" Tang Juan emphasized the words "very filial son."

Ah Sheng scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "Well, I'm from Chaozhou. You might not
know Chaozhou people are very traditional. I'm the only son in my family, and my parents want me to find a local girlfriend
and settle down in Chaozhou. So when I first introduced Ah Juan to them, they were very opposed." He took a sip of
wine and continued,

"My attitude was very clear: I only wanted to marry Ah Juan, otherwise I'd rather remain a bachelor. It caused quite
a stir at the time. Later, my uncles and aunts came to persuade them, and my parents relented, but they only
agreed to our marriage if Ah Juan got pregnant with my child." "Huh? What era are we living in? Why are you still so feudal? Why don't you just get a marriage certificate and
be done with it?" An Ya said anxiously.

"You don't understand. Chaozhou people are very traditional. The elders are very authoritative in the family, and their word is law. I don't
blame his parents, nor do I blame him. After all, he protected me so much, and that's enough for me. If I have to blame anyone, it's
my own fault for not being able to have a child. We've been trying for a year and there's still no sign of pregnancy. I can only leave it to fate." Tang Juan also
sighed .

An Ya remained silent, while Tang Hui comforted her sister.

After dinner, A Sheng went to the front desk to make a phone call, seemingly to discuss business. An Ya and Tang Hui then took turns helping Tang Juan clear
the table and wash the dishes. Tang Juan smiled and didn't refuse, saying, "I've been busy all day and I'm a bit tired. By the way,
it's hot now, and the shop is very busy. We're closed today,
but promised to take you out, but I can't go. I'll have to see if A Sheng has time to take you out."

After washing the dishes, Tang Juan said that the journey must have been exhausting, urging the two to wash up and go to bed. Tang Hui
yawned repeatedly and went to take a shower first. When she returned to the room, An Ya had already laid out their pillows and blankets from the closet
. Tang Hui greeted her sister and then crawled into bed first.

Anya was already exhausted, but a hot shower actually made her feel more energetic. Back in the room, Tang Hui was already
fast asleep , but Anya couldn't sleep at all. Perhaps it was the excitement of the journey; she hadn't fully recovered.
Reluctantly, she quietly turned on the lamp on the low table and picked up the novel she'd brought.

After reading about a hundred pages, Anya finally yawned, turned off the lamp, and prepared to use the restroom before going to sleep.
She figured Juan-jie and A-sheng were probably asleep by now, so to avoid disturbing them, Anya quietly opened the door and walked barefoot
towards the bathroom. Just as she reached the bathroom door, she noticed the master bedroom's sliding door was ajar.
The dim, yellowish light shining through stood out starkly in the dark hallway, and she could hear intermittent "hmm-hmm-hmm" sounds coming from inside.
Anya immediately understood what was happening, and her face flushed.

In the past, Anya would have avoided it long ago, but now she had tasted the sweetness of love between men and women,
knew that she had also been intoxicated by a man's body, knew that the uncontrollable moans meant intoxicating
pleasure, but she had no idea what her own posture was like during sex.
Driven , Anya not only did not leave, but slowly moved closer to the door. Although there was only a gap of less than two centimeters,
the dim yellow light of the erotic lamp was enough for Anya to see clearly.

At this moment, Asheng was on top of Tang Juan, the two of them naked like two large fleshy worms on the ground. Tang Juan's
breasts were as large and full as Anya had guessed. Because she was lying on her back, they were naturally spread out to the sides. Asheng used
his elbows to support his upper body and was sucking Tang Juan's right breast with complete concentration. You could see that the left nipple
was swollen , with shiny liquid on it, presumably because it had just been moved from one side to the other. Tang Juan's hands
gripped the mattress as if in surrender, biting her lip and trying her best to suppress the pleasure.

As Anya watched Tang Juan, she imagined what it would feel like to be pinned down and having her breasts licked by Zhang Qiang like this, and her heart pounded
wildly.

A moment later, A Sheng released her, and his tongue slowly moved to her cleavage, then down along it.
When his tongue reached her abdomen and began to swirl around her navel, Tang Juan's breathing became rapid. But A Sheng didn't
stop; he continued licking down to her groin, and Tang Juan's chest heaved even more
noticeably .

"What is he doing? Does he want to lick down there too? Ugh, isn't he disgusted?" Anya
frowned .

Sure enough, Ah Sheng opened his mouth wide and enveloped Tang Juan's vulva, his lips moving like he was sucking milk.
Tang Juan slightly raised her head to look down, her mouth wide open, exhaling incessantly, offering no resistance and seemingly
enjoying it. After sucking for a while, Ah Sheng began to
lick Tang Juan's head slumped heavily onto the pillow again, panting heavily and letting out soft moans.

Judging from the location Ah Sheng was licking, An Ya knew that Tang Juan's clitoris was definitely being stimulated. Recalling how her
clitoris had rubbed against Zhang Qiang's thigh and penis during intercourse, giving her intense sexual pleasure, An Ya felt a surge of heat in her lower body and
her gaze became even more fixed on it.

Tang Juan's reaction seemed to greatly encourage Ah Sheng, who worked even harder, making
slurping sounds like he was eating noodles. Tang Juan began to moan softly.

"Mmm...oh...Ah Sheng, you're so good at this...it feels so good." Ah Sheng ignored her, bending her legs
upwards so that her genitals were completely exposed, and buried his head to continue licking her frantically. Tang Juan couldn't withstand this
onslaught, pinching her nipples and moaning repeatedly.

An Ya was surprised; Tang Juan's reaction seemed much more intense than her own back then. Recalling the soft, warm touch of Zhang Qiang's
tongue near her ear, and the tingling sensation of her nipples being sucked and licked, perhaps the love of the tongue...
The caress really could bring a different kind of pleasure, I wish I could try it, but would Zhang Qiang do that for me?

Look at Asheng inside, he's been working on Tang Juan for five or six minutes, without the slightest disgust or
reluctance, seemingly enjoying it, getting more and more excited with each lick.

Just as I was lost in thought, a long, low moan came from inside the room: "Ahhh... Asheng, faster...

faster... I'm about to come... ahhh... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... ahhh...
" Although she was held firmly by Asheng, it was clear that Tang Juan's body was experiencing an orgasm, trembling violently,
her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, her mouth wide open but not uttering a breath. After a long while, her body relaxed, and
she let out a long breath.

Asheng spread Tang Juan's legs flat, pounced on her, covered her mouth with his wet mouth, and
kissed her greedily. Tang Juan let him swirl his saliva and her own juices in her mouth, her legs slowly wrapping around his
lower back, Asheng reached out and... He adjusted his position, thrust his hips forward, and began to pump vigorously. His thighs slapped
against her buttocks, making a crisp "slap slap" sound. Tang Juan's mouth was sealed, so she could only make rhythmic
"uh-huh" sounds from her nose. An Ya watched, her face flushed, and a sudden urge to urinate hit her. She had no choice but to get up. After thinking for a moment, she
tiptoed to the bathroom on the first floor. As soon as she took off her underwear, she saw that her crotch was already wet and sticky.
Her face flushed again. She quickly finished urinating and tiptoed back to her room.

She took off her nightgown and crawled into bed, but it felt uncomfortable that her lower body and underwear were stuck together. It was too late and she was too lazy
to wash, so she simply took it off and hung it outside the window. It should be dry by the night.

Having just witnessed this scene, Anya's sleepiness had vanished. Tang Juan's ecstatic expression and
the palpable sexual pleasure she felt lingered in her mind. If only Zhang Qiang were here right now,
she longed to experience what it would feel like to have his nimble, soft tongue lick her genitals. Ah, just
thinking about it made her feel hot and restless down there; a warm current flowed through her, and she felt wet again.

Thinking this, she reached down with her right hand and found her vaginal opening slippery. Her fingers withdrew, and
the moment they brushed against her clitoris, the familiar tingling sensation made Anya's legs tremble, her toes involuntarily pointing upwards. Her right hand
immediately clenched into a fist, too afraid to move.

Since childhood, Anya had considered touching her genitals a shameful thing, and she hesitated.
But then she thought it was funny. Since falling for Zhang Qiang, she had given him her first kiss and her virginity,
proving how much she had misunderstood sex. What was shameful about caressing her own body? After all, it wasn't like she
was sleeping with another man.

Having convinced herself, Anya slowly opened her right hand again, using her most convenient and natural middle finger to probe her clitoris. Another
tremor ran through her; her body wouldn't lie. Her middle finger explored back and forth between the clitoris, labia minora, and vaginal opening.
The vaginal fluid was increasing, and the resistance was decreasing.

She had rubbed this area countless times with her fingers while showering, but water couldn't compare to the lubrication of vaginal fluid.
The soft, moist sensation on her fingers was so wonderful. Anya felt as if she had rediscovered her body. She discovered that
massaging around the clitoris was the most stimulating, but prolonged massage would become uncomfortable due to excessive sensitivity. Now, instead of massaging around
the labia and probing the vaginal opening before returning to the clitoris, she not only counteracted the uncomfortable sensitivity but also elevated
the pleasure to another level. Anya gradually became intoxicated. The area around her clitoris became hot, as if a
surge of heat was gathering under the mucous membrane, waiting to burst forth. She knew what she wanted was coming soon. Her fingers moved
faster and faster, her legs tensed, and she involuntarily hummed softly.

In the quiet night, a low growl suddenly came from Asheng through the two sliding doors, followed by Tang Juan's
continuous cries of pleasure. Anya also reached her climax at this moment, and the pleasure spread
throughout her body with the throbbing of her clitoris, an indescribable comfort.

After the extreme comfort, a heavy sleepiness swept over her, and Anya was willing to be enveloped by it...

(5)

The next day, when it was time for breakfast, Asheng went to the wholesale market early. Tang Juan sat down at the table and asked
the two girls if they had slept well. Both of them said they had slept very well.

"Youth is good. You were so tired from the journey yesterday. After a good night's sleep, you all look radiant,
especially Anya. She looks much more beautiful than when she first arrived yesterday." Tang Juan looked at her with a smile.

An Ya blushed. Although she had accidentally witnessed it last night, she had still been spying on others having sex and had even been
tempted to masturbate herself. Facing Tang Juan now, she felt a little guilty. However, while she
hadn't slept as long as Tang Hui, her sleep quality was excellent. She woke up feeling relaxed and energetic
. Sister Juan, after last night's activities, also looked radiant. It seemed that a woman's beauty truly couldn't be separated from
the nourishment of sex.

"By the way, where are you planning to go today?" "We want to go to the zoo.
It's okay ; we can just take a bus," Tang Hui said enthusiastically.

"That's fine too," Tang Juan turned around and handed Tang Hui five hundred yuan. "Your sister and brother Sheng can't keep you company, so
have fun on your own." The two tried to refuse, but Tang Juan insisted, so they accepted the money. They packed their things, applied
sunscreen, and went out, playing until after eight o'clock in the evening before returning. After returning, they quickly ate
some of the food Tang Juan had prepared, called home to let their families know they were safe, and then dragged their tired bodies to wash up and go to sleep.

The two of them played like this every day, leaving early and returning late. Although they were tired, they enjoyed it. On the one hand, An Ya's
sexual desire was relieved to some extent after masturbating that night, and on the other hand, the physical exertion during the day was too great, so they slept more soundly
every night . After about ten days, they had already visited the Window of the World and Happy Valley as originally planned,
so they decided to go to the beach to see the sea. They told Tang Juan about their plans at dinner that night.

"Okay, you haven't seen the sea yet, have you? You definitely have to go see it, but it's a bit far. Ah Sheng,
do you have time to take them there tomorrow?" Ah Sheng looked hesitant. "Ah Juan, isn't Hua Ge's wedding tomorrow?
You said you have to watch the shop and can't go. If I don't go either, I'll offend people. You know how much Hua Ge usually
takes care of our business." Tang Juan said disappointedly, "Oh, I almost forgot about that. Are you free the day after tomorrow?"
Before Ah Sheng could speak, An Ya interrupted, "It's okay, Sister Juan. If Ah Sheng isn't free, we can go ourselves
. We've been here for so many days, we know how to get around. Ah Sheng is already working so hard, we
don't want to trouble him with this." Ah Sheng smiled and said, "An Ya, we should be the ones who feel embarrassed. You..."
"
We've been here so long, and we haven't spent a single day with you. We haven't been good hosts. How about this, wait a couple more days, and I'll make time to take you out for a proper day out." Tang Juan put her hand on A Sheng's hand and said, "An Ya is right. You've already worked hard enough. Take a good rest when you have time, and don't force yourself if you don't." A Sheng put his other hand on Tang Juan's hand as well: "I'm fine, don't worry." Tang Hui laughed when she saw this: " Don't forget there are other people here. If you want to be affectionate, wait until we're asleep." An Ya also laughed. It turned out that Tang Juan and A Sheng had been having sex almost every night these past few days, which inevitably led Tang Hui and An Ya to find out. Sometimes, when they got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, they had to sneak to the first-floor bathroom so as not to disturb the two of them. Tang Juan wasn't young, but being called out like that still made her a little embarrassed. Her face flushed, and she slapped Asheng 's shoulder hard: "It's you! I told you to take it easy, now look what happened!" Asheng let her hit and slap him, and could only laugh awkwardly and remain silent. That night, as expected, not a sound came from the master bedroom. The next day, around noon, An Ya and Tang Hui finally arrived at the beach. It was the first time in their lives they had seen the sea Since neither of them could swim, they hadn't brought swimsuits, but simply walking barefoot on the beach, taking pictures, building sandcastles, and collecting seashells kept the two girls entertained for the entire afternoon. As the sun was about to set and their stomachs were rumbling, they finally sat down at a barbecue restaurant near the beach and ordered some seafood and barbecue. Before their food arrived, the two were sitting at the table, feeling bored, when someone whistled at them. "Hey, beautiful, is the beach fun?" Anya glanced over and saw three young men sitting at the table next to her, all wearing beach shorts and short-sleeved shirts. The one speaking was blond, another had tattoos on his arms, and the third was bald, all of whom were winking and grinning at them. Anya didn't want to talk to him, but Tang Hui spoke up first: "It's pretty fun." The blond guy chuckled and continued , "Why aren't you guys in the water? It's such a waste not to wear swimsuits with such great figures." Tang Hui pouted and said, "We can't swim, why would we wear swimsuits?" The blond guy chuckled again, "You can learn to swim if you How about I teach you to swim after we eat? As for swimsuits, I'll give you each one." Anya tugged at Tang Hui, signaling her to be quiet. Seeing that Tang Hui didn't speak, Jinmao continued, "It's okay if you don't want to learn to swim, we can be friends , like I'll treat you to barbecue and then we can go sing karaoke together, okay?" Anya was deeply annoyed and whispered , "Wait for me, I'll go and hurry up with the barbecue, we'll pack it up and take it to go." After saying that, she got up and went to the kitchen to hurry up with the food, but there were still two tables ahead of her whose food wasn't ready yet. Anya kept urging them and waited for about fifteen minutes before the food was finally ready, packed up, paid, and carried it out. The three men over there were already eating and ignored them, seemingly behaving themselves. Anya sat down, took a big sip of the orange juice in front of her, and asked Tang Hui, "Did you buy this orange juice?" Tang Hui pointed with her chin at the three men and said, "No, they gave it to me." Anya got anxious: "Why are you drinking drinks given to you by strangers?" Tang Hui said nonchalantly, "Why are you being so fierce? They just called me over to eat I ignored them, and that bald guy came over and told me that they'd already paid for the drinks, and it would be a waste if we didn't drink them. Don't always assume everyone is a bad person." Seeing that Tang Hui had already drunk more than half of was too lazy to explain to her, stood up and said loudly, "Put your bag on and come back with me right now!" She grabbed Tang Hui and pulled her up. The blond-haired man turned to Anya and said, "Little sister, your friend is right. When you're out having fun, don't assume everyone is a bad person. If you slander us like this, we can call the police, you know?" Anya trembled with anger and yelled back, "Shut up!" The bald man and the tattooed man immediately stood up, glaring at her angrily. The blond-haired man, however, remained calm and continued eating his barbecue. Anya knew things were going badly. She abandoned her barbecue and grabbed Tang Hui, running towards the road. Tang Hui was intimidated by Anya's momentum and could only follow along, bewildered. The bald man and the tattooed man chased after them, but because it wasn't late and some tourists were still watching them because of Anya's earlier outburst, they only dared to walk quickly and didn't dare to run. Tang Hui knew things were going badly, so she quickened her pace and ran with An Ya. Luckily, the road was only a few dozen meters away , and there were many taxis parked on the side of the road that took tourists back to the city. The two quickly got into the nearest car. An Ya locked the door as soon as she got in and urged the driver to drive off immediately. The bald man with the tattoo was still more than twenty meters away, and seeing that they couldn't catch up, she could only point at the taxi and curse. The taxi driver asked about their destination, but didn't ask them anything and drove off in silence, after all, he also wanted to get back to the city as soon as possible . A few minutes later, Tang Hui said she felt carsick and fell asleep leaning back in her seat. An Ya also felt a little nauseous and fell asleep as well. As a result, the driver woke her up when the car arrived downstairs at the teahouse, but he couldn't wake Tang Hui no matter what he did. An Ya got anxious, got out of the car and called Tang Juan over. Together they helped Tang Hui up to the third floor, settled her in the bed, and then went downstairs to pay the fare. Tang Juan came downstairs and asked with a smile, "What did you guys play today? Why is she sleeping like a log?" An Ya knew she must have gotten pregnant today. Luckily, she was still somewhat vigilant and only been walking into a trap with unimaginable consequences. She told Tang Juan what had happened. Tang Juan's face turned pale upon hearing this. Having been in the workforce for many years, she knew the seriousness of the situation. She quickly turned around and went back upstairs to check on Tang Hui. An Ya followed her up. Before they even reached the third floor, they heard Tang Hui vomit. When they opened the door, Tang Hui was still lying on her side vomiting, with vomit everywhere on the pillow and mattress. A nauseating stench filled the entire room. Tang Juan quickly knelt down and helped Tang Hui sit up, massaging her stomach. An Ya rushed to get water to clean Tang Hui up. Then, they changed Tang Hui's clothes and rolled up the soiled mattress next to the washing machine, only to find that the tatami mat was also soiled. Anya was at a loss. Tang Juan told her, "Don't bother with that. I'll call Asheng back to help clean it up . You should go wash yourself first." Anya looked down and saw that her clothes were also covered in Tang Hui's vomit. She had no choice but to go to the bathroom to take them off and wash them. After washing her dirty clothes, Anya stood up to take a shower when she suddenly felt dizzy. She hadn't expected the drug to have such . She quickly washed herself clean and was about to turn off the tap when suddenly everything went black, and she collapsed in the bathroom.

Hearing the noise from the bathroom, Tang Juan put Tang Hui down and rushed over. Seeing Anya lying naked on
the floor , she quickly turned off the water, grabbed her own bathrobe, helped Anya up, and draped it over her. Thinking of
the stench in the guest room, she carried Anya to the master bedroom and placed her on her bed. Anya quickly woke up. It turned out that although she hadn't ingested much of
the sleeping pills , the tension on the way and the low blood sugar had caused her to faint. Seeing that she
was alright, Tang Juan breathed a sigh of relief, brought Anya some hot porridge from downstairs, and then called Asheng.

Asheng had previously said he would attend Hua Ge's wedding, and with the wedding night festivities, he might be back late, but the house
was in chaos, and she couldn't worry about that now. Tang Juan dialed the number, but the phone was off. Tang Juan quickly called
several friends she knew would be attending the wedding, but none of them had their phones on. Frustrated, she threw down the phone and
started cursing.

"No, we still need to get her to the hospital right away." Tang Juan came in and checked on An Ya. An Ya had
almost and seemed a little more energetic, but Tang Hui was still delirious. Tang Juan asked An Ya, "I can't get in touch with A Sheng.
I have to take Tang Hui to the hospital. How are you feeling?" "I only drank a little bit. I'm fine, just a bit
listless. I'll be fine after a nap. Sister Juan, don't worry, just take Tang Hui to the hospital. I'll call you if she feels unwell."
An Ya said weakly.

"Okay, the guest room is a mess. You'll sleep in my room tonight. I'll clean it when I get back. Don't
push yourself okay?" After saying that, Tang Juan prepared her wallet and phone, went outside to hail a taxi, and asked the driver to come upstairs
so they could carry Tang Hui downstairs together. An Ya heard the sound of the door locking downstairs and then fell asleep.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, even in sleep, Anya's mind remained a jumbled mess, filled with recurring dreams. In her dreams,
time and space seemed to be torn apart, gravity shifting dramatically, and bizarre, fantastical scenes cascaded before her eyes like
a waterfall . Though her body lay relaxed, her mind never stopped racing, and she gradually felt her spirit
detach from her body, slowly floating away.

After an unknown amount of time, Anya awoke with the sound of an iron gate opening and closing on the first floor. Though she was awake
, her eyes wouldn't open; she could only manage a slit in her eyelids with all her might. Her body was limp as
cotton , completely beyond her control; she couldn't even move a finger. It seemed this was no ordinary sleeping potion.

"It must be Sister Juan and Tang Hui returning. I'm glad she's alright," Anya thought with a sigh of relief. Unable to keep her eyes open
any longer , she closed them again. Fortunately, her ears still worked; she heard footsteps approaching upstairs, and then the door
opened.

"A-Juan, A-Juan?" It sounded like Zhang Qiang's voice. Anya's head was spinning. Although it was a little strange
to hear , who cares? He came to see me, that's great.

Actually, it was A-Sheng who came in. A friend was getting married, and A-Sheng had a great time with everyone. In his excitement,
he drank and forgot that his phone was dead. He didn't come back until almost midnight. He was worried that Tang Juan
would be upset, so he quietly called her a few times but didn't get a response. He took a few steps closer and asked softly, "A-Juan, are you asleep
?" The reason Anya appeared so strong and decisive after what happened on the beach was entirely because
she only had the frail Tang Hui by her side, and she was the only one who could protect her. But once everything settled down, she also needed
protection and comfort. Subconsciously, the only person she could think of was Zhang Qiang. She wanted to call him and hear his comforting
voice. It would be even better if he could appear when she needed him most, although that was unlikely.

As a result, A-Sheng's sudden arrival was mistaken for Zhang Qiang by Anya, who was confused and overthinking.
Neither of them knew the truth.

Ah Sheng confirmed that "Tang Juan" was asleep, and without making a sound, took a change of clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom to shower
.

"This Xiao Qiang, why does he only think about washing up and going to sleep as soon as he arrives? Oh well, considering he came all this way
to see me, I'll let him do whatever he wants later." Thinking of this, he looked forward to the tender intimacy with Zhang
Qiang .

After a long wait, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, followed by the sound of a hairdryer, which also
stopped after a while. Ah Sheng still quietly went into the room, lay down next to Anya, and put one arm around Anya's waist.

Ah Sheng was drunk today. He forced himself to take a shower, but he was still quite dizzy. Adding to his pent-up desire was the wild fun he'd had with the bridesmaids and groomsmen during the
wedding , and he was itching to release
his pent-up lust on Tang Juan. But Tang Juan was asleep. It seemed he'd have to take matters into his own hands. His hand, which was around her waist, slipped inside her bathrobe and moved upwards
, pressing against Anya's right breast. For
a , but then he thought it was just his imagination from drinking too much.

So he began to gently stroke her nipple with his palm, occasionally kneading the cherry-like tip.
Soon , the nipple hardened.

"Ugh, so direct right away! Ugh, what can I do? He knows where my weakness is!" Anya
thought excitedly, her chest heaving noticeably with each breath.

Unfortunately, Ah Sheng couldn't hear her at that moment. Driven by lust, he thought his teasing had worked, so he
rolled over untied Anya's bathrobe, completely exposing her front. Though it was said to expose her,
in the pitch-black room, he couldn't see much, but that didn't stop him from grasping a full, young breast in each hand, squeezing
them tightly until the nipples peeked out from between his fingers, standing erect. Then he pounced on her,
licking and sucking between her nipples in turn.

Anya's body gradually warmed up, her breasts tingling with pleasure from the licking, and she couldn't help but shiver several times
. Suddenly, her arms went numb, and she could move them again. She tried to press Ah Sheng's head
down, but her arms were limp and powerless. Ah Sheng felt her pushing his head down. With the tacit understanding he'd shared with Tang Juan for so many years,
he couldn't ignore this signal. He decisively moved downwards, spreading Anya's legs into a large M
shape, his nose following the faint fragrance of her genitals, and his tongue licking them.

"Hmm...he...how did he know...ah...but...it's so dirty...I didn't wash it properly...
hmm..." Anya felt her vulva being covered by a warm, soft, living thing. An unprecedented comfort
made her heart tremble, and she let out a comfortable groan from her nose.

Asheng didn't rush to attack the clitoris. He first cleaned the vulva inside and out, covering it with his saliva. Then
he turned his head and took one of the labia majora into his mouth, gently rubbing it like a kiss. He felt a strange sensation in his heart: "Ajuan's
labia majora seem a little thicker than usual, but the texture is also softer and smoother. The labia minora also seem a little different."
"Look, most of it is covered by the labia majora, what's going on?" Ah Sheng continued licking upwards, feeling that the pubic hair had thinned out
considerably, and the mound of flesh on the pubic area was raised high. He thought, "Ah Juan actually shaved off a lot of pubic hair, no wonder it feels
more fleshy down there. Although I don't know why she did that, it feels like she's ten years younger
and more tender." Thinking of this, he sucked the juicy vulva even more greedily, and occasionally used his tongue to quickly glide over
the clitoral glans.

"Ah... so this really feels so good... no wonder I saw Sister Juan looking so ecstatic that day
..." An Ya was completely captivated by the sucking, and her attention was entirely focused on her vulva. Unconsciously, she
no longer resisted, and even secretly hoped that his tongue would stay down there a little longer.

Ah Sheng only licked for a short while before tasting the love fluid secreted from her vagina. It was slightly salty, sticky, and slippery.
Knowing that she was in the mood, he used his tongue to separate her labia majora and slide it up and down and side to side along the outer edge of her labia minora
. Every four or five circles, he would suck on her clitoris and lick it a few times. This was the life-or-death experience for Anya. That night, she had
masturbated and found that self-touching with her fingers was the most pleasurable. She never expected that using a more flexible and soft tongue
would amplify the pleasure several times over. She immediately felt a surge of heat gushing out from her lower body. Before she was prepared,
the orgasm came so quickly. In an instant, a current ran through her whole body. Her hands grabbed everywhere but could only hold onto the sheets
tightly. Her head swayed wildly from side to side, her face mostly covered by her hair.

"Mmm... Ah..." This time, it was Anya's voice that came out. Before Asheng could even exert his full strength,
he felt another surge of love fluid gushing from her vagina, and her clitoris was trembling violently. He knew she had reached her climax.
Already unable to contain his desire, he quickly took off his underwear, spread his legs, and knelt between Anya's legs, holding her legs as
before . He slid his hard penis up and down between her labia.

Anya, of course, felt it and knew what was about to happen. The feeling of reaching orgasm through oral sex for the first time
was too intense. At this moment, she was consumed by burning desire but could not respond. She could only
stare blankly at the ceiling through her hair, panting heavily, completely at his mercy.

Ah Sheng's penis grew harder with each rub against her vulva. Every time it touched her clitoris, he could feel her tremble.
He felt incredibly pleased with himself. Soon, it was covered in her love juices and became extremely lubricated. Knowing the time was right, he lifted his hips slightly and thrust forward as his penis
slid to the vaginal opening. The glans slid in without any resistance. The vaginal
opening reflexively contracted, gripping his glans tightly.

Ah Sheng assumed Tang Juan was in a particularly good mood today. Usually, he had to go in halfway before he could feel the resistance
. He didn't expect that he would be gripped so tightly after only going in a little. He pushed harder with his waist, but found that
the folds of the vaginal walls were extremely rich, wrapping around his penis layer by layer. It seemed that every inch inside was working together to resist his
further penetration. He secretly felt a surge of pleasure while slowly inserting his entire penis.

Ah Sheng's penis brought Anya an incomparably pleasurable fullness. Pleasure, a sense of security, and a feeling of grievance intertwined into an
extremely complex emotion. Her eyes welled up, and two tears slid from the corners of her eyes. However, her honest body was not
affected . The vaginal walls, stretched open by the powerful penis, kept contracting and tightening in welcome.

Ah Sheng's penis was tightly wrapped by this constantly writhing flesh. The glans and every inch of the foreskin felt as if they were being held tightly by
a warm firm mouth. It felt like the first time he penetrated a woman's vagina many years ago.
He almost ejaculated as soon as he entered. Of course, he did not want to surrender obediently. He stopped all movements and forcibly suppressed the pleasure, and tried to slowly
withdraw his penis. Unexpectedly, the glans was stuck by a ring of tender flesh and could not be withdrawn. Moreover, the force was even greater than when he entered.
The experienced Ah Sheng knew that he could not move at this moment, otherwise he would definitely ejaculate instantly. He stopped immediately, thinking that today, why was
A Juan 's vagina so tight? Just then, his eyes had adjusted to the darkness of the room, and he could vaguely see that "Tang Juan
's" face was covered with hair, which added to her lewd charm.

Ah Sheng smiled, propping himself up on the bed with one hand and brushing the stray hairs from her face with the other, revealing a pure and beautiful
face. She was currently half-asleep, her lips slightly parted, seemingly in a state of semi
-

consciousness. Although he couldn't see her as clearly as during the day, he could easily tell from her silhouette that it wasn't Ah Juan at all, but rather Anya, who had been visiting for the past few days! Ah Sheng was shocked, all his drunkenness vanished, and he hurriedly got up, forcefully pulling out his penis. His already extremely sensitive
glans pierced through several folds of her vaginal opening in an instant. Just as it withdrew from the vaginal opening, a stream of semen shot out,
tracing an arc in the air before landing near Anya's mouth. His penis continued to tremble, the semen still gushing out, splashing
onto Anya's abdomen and pubic hair.

"What's going on? Why is Anya sleeping in my room wearing Ah Juan's bathrobe? Where did Ah Juan go?"
Various guesses flashed through Ah Sheng's mind, a chaotic jumble. He stood there, dumbfounded, staring at Anya.

The surroundings remained deathly silent, the air seemingly frozen. Strangely, Anya remained motionless,
just as she had been when she entered the room, the only difference being that her breathing was slightly heavier. Asheng found this odd and quietly
approached Anya to observe her closely. She seemed to be still asleep, as if she was unaware of everything that had just happened. Still
uneasy, Asheng dimmed the bedside lamp to its lowest setting and then turned it on. By the light, he could see the scene on the bed clearly. Anya
's bathrobe was open, revealing her alluringly curvaceous body. Only her arms were still inside the sleeves, her hands tightly gripping
the sheets, twisted into a ball. Her legs were spread apart, her knees slightly bent, and her body was covered in his semen,
a complete mess . Anya's lips were closed, covered by the semen, her face was calm, but her eyes were glistening, as if
tears had just dried.

He carefully wiped Anya's lips and genitals clean with tissues, straightened her legs, covered her with a bathrobe, and
found no blood on the tissues, indicating that Anya was no longer a virgin. Slightly relieved, Asheng turned off the bedside lamp
and quietly left the room to check on the guest room. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a foul odor and quickly turned on the light.
The room was a mess, with a large puddle of vomit, but there was no sign of Ahui or Ajuan. Asheng
had no idea what had happened at home and felt a sense of unease. He quickly pulled his phone from his pants,
only to find it was off. He went downstairs to change the battery and immediately called Tang Juan.

The phone rang seven or eight times before being answered, followed by Tang Juan's reproachful tone.

"You finally called! I kept trying, but it was off. What happened?" "I'm sorry,
Juan, I was drinking at Hua Ge's place. I didn't realize my phone was dead. I just got home and changed the battery." Hearing that Tang Juan
's voice sounded normal, Asheng felt much more at ease.

"It's alright, the house was a mess at first, and I kept trying to call you to come back and help, but I couldn't
get through. Now that things are almost settled, it's good that you're home." Tang Juan was quite magnanimous towards him.

"I was just about to ask you what happened at home, and where you were?" Tang Juan then told him about how Tang Hui had been drugged,
how An Ya had brought her home in time, how she had vomited and was delirious, and how she had immediately taken her to the hospital. Ah Sheng
was horrified when he heard this.

"How is Ahui? Is she alright?" "The doctor examined her and said it doesn't seem like poisoning. It's probably
a mixture of medical sedatives and muscle relaxants. Just a small dose can make someone fall into a deep sleep, or even if they're
not in a deep sleep, they won't be able to control their muscles and will be completely immobilized, at the mercy of others. There's also the risk of respiratory arrest. Luckily
, she was brought in in time. She's on oxygen and IV fluids now. After she wakes up, we'll observe her for a few more hours, and she should be fine
." "How could this happen? If we hadn't gotten back in time, how would we explain it to her parents?" "Yes,
my sister is too naive. Thank goodness An Ya was on guard and brought her back in time. If she had really fainted there, being
taken advantage of would be a minor issue. I'm afraid that if she had respiratory arrest, as the doctor said, she might not have survived. Not only would we not be able
to explain it to her parents, but I'm afraid my grandparents wouldn't be able to handle the shock." Tang Juan choked up a little as she spoke,
paused for asked, "By the way, have you seen An Ya?" Asheng had just done something wrong, but after all, he was out...
After years of wandering, he quickly composed himself and said, "She's still in bed, she should be fine. When I got home
and entered the room, I turned on the light and saw Anya sleeping there, which startled me. The guest room was a mess, and
I couldn't find you and Ahui. I was so worried, I didn't know what had happened at home." "Aya said she also drank a big gulp of a
drugged drink, but she seemed fine at home, just very sleepy. I
can't take care of both of them by myself, so I had to let her rest on my bed. I definitely can't go back tonight. Please take good
care , and we'll thank her properly when she gets better." Asheng felt ashamed. He had indeed "taken care" of
Anya earlier. Fortunately, Anya didn't resist or wake up, so it turned out she had been drugged. He felt a little relieved.
After hanging up the phone, he first washed the soiled tatami and mattress, carried them to the rooftop to dry, and then came back to open the sliding door and windows of the guest room for
ventilation, spraying some air freshener. After half an hour of work, he finally cleaned it up.

"Looks like I'll have to make do in the private room on the second floor tonight," Ah Sheng thought to himself.
Before he checked on Anya one last time to make sure she was alright. He went to the master bedroom, turned on the bedside lamp, and saw Anya staring at
him with her eyes slightly narrowed. He jumped in surprise.

"Anya, you're awake. Um... how are you feeling?" Ah Sheng asked awkwardly.

"I feel... pretty good. You little cockroach, you... you probably weren't quite satisfied yet...
hehe," Anya said with a weak laugh.

It turned out that while Ah Sheng was cleaning the room, Anya's body, aroused by her orgasm, released
a large amount of dopamine and adrenaline, causing all her muscles to tense up, and she gradually regained
control .

Although Anya could move her whole body, she still felt numb and couldn't exert much strength. Hearing Asheng
tidying up the house, she thought, "Zhang Qiang is a guest at someone else's house and he even helps tidy up.
Actually you don't need to put on such a show for me; I'll satisfy all your needs." While thinking this, she secretly hoped
he would come in and see her again, or…

and then Asheng actually came in.

Today, everything she wished for came true! Anya was overjoyed. When Asheng uttered his first greeting,
she still heard Zhang Qiang's voice in her mind. Looking at him vaguely, she saw Zhang Qiang's familiar, caring expression, which warmed her
heart, and she blurted out the flirtatious words she had just uttered.

In Asheng's view, although Anya hadn't reacted before, her senses were still normal. Now she was truly
shocked and hurriedly apologized.

"An Ya, it's my fault, I deserve to die! But... I didn't mean to do that, listen to me
..." A Sheng was frantic. He cherished his relationship with Tang Juan, otherwise he wouldn't have devoted so much
energy . But if he asked himself honestly, he knew it wasn't true: "
Did he really not realize at all during the whole process that the woman on the bed wasn't his girlfriend, whom he knew so well?"
The size of her breasts, the feel of her skin, the thickness of her labia, the density of her pubic hair were all different. He had doubted it himself,
but in the end, it was just lust and alcohol that clouded his judgment!

After saying that, A Sheng slapped his forehead hard, blaming himself for being so weak.

Seeing him like this, Anya was still laughing at his pretense. She put her hand on his arm, signaling him not to
hurt himself, and said, "Xiaoqiang, I don't blame you. Don't be like this. I'm so happy you came to see me. I'm your
girlfriend, and I'll give you whatever you want." Asheng knelt by the bed, looking at Anya in confusion, thinking, "
Could she be under the influence of a drug and not thinking of me as her boyfriend?" He saw Anya's eyes shining and her cheeks
flushed as she looked at him affectionately. At the same time, she grabbed his hand and put it inside her bathrobe, pressing it against her right breast. As soon as he
touched soft, smooth skin, Asheng was startled and pulled his hand back, hurriedly saying, "Anya, what... what are you doing?"
Anya stared at him steadily and said in a coquettish voice, "Xiaoqiang, you were licking... licking my lower body like that just now... it felt so good,
I... I want it again." As she spoke, she untied her bathrobe, once again fully exposing her naked body to Asheng's
eyes, "Can I... give it to you..." while looking at him with seductive eyes.

Under the lamplight, Anya's naked body appeared even more alluring. Her firm breasts stood erect, their pink and tender nipples like two
small cherries. Her abdomen was flat and smooth, her legs were together, and her mysterious triangle was high and rounded,
covered with thick, tender flesh, with only a small tuft of sparse pubic hair covering it. Below, a glimpse of the beginning of the slit
was visible, like a white steamed bun with a slit on it, very clean and beautiful.

Ah Sheng's head buzzed, and without thinking, he pounced on Anya, opening his mouth to kiss
her lips. The two were like sparks hitting oiled firewood, and they couldn't stop. Their tongues intertwined and swirled intensely in
Anya 's mouth.

"Mmm...uh...mmm..." Anya was very satisfied with this onslaught. Her mouth was covered, and she couldn't speak,
only expressing her pleasure with satisfied nasal sounds.

After a passionate kiss, Ah Sheng raised his head, and the two looked into each other's eyes, their eyes practically blazing with passion. Anya
gasped, "Kiss me down there...kiss me down there," and pushed Ah Sheng's shoulders down.

Ah Sheng ignored the pair of snow-white, full breasts, parted Anya's legs, and knelt between them. Two
plump, moist labia majora were tightly pressed together on either side of the luscious, bright red cleft. They were smooth, full, and incredibly alluring.
The color of the labia majora was the same as the flesh of her thighs, without any pigmentation, just as snow-white and delicate,
radiating a lustrous sheen. The pink cleft in the middle was tightly closed, slightly glowing, a sight that made one's blood boil and mouth water
. This was a rare sight indeed!

Ah Sheng couldn't help but exclaim repeatedly, "I never imagined you were so beautiful, with such a great figure, and even your pussy is a
masterpiece!" He then pressed his lips to those plump labia, greedily licking and sucking.

"What did you say... ah... I hate it..." This was exactly the feeling Anya wanted. She abandoned
the futile resistance of reason and blindly followed her inner desires. It turned out to be this stimulating. She looked up at Asheng,
who was licking and sucking her vulva like a hungry dog devouring its prey. An unprecedented
sense of satisfaction filled her mind, and she couldn't help but whisper, "Xiaoqiang... just like that... lick... lick me, so...
so comfortable... um... oh... ah ah..." Asheng was always proud of his oral skills.
If he accidentally made her angry, he would use his oral magic at night to make Tang Juan obedient to him. It never failed him.
Now, he had encountered a top-quality vulva like Anya's, which he had only heard of but never tried. He praised the delicious and greasy taste in his mouth. He
knew that Anya's vulva was not only attractive on the outside, but also had tight and wrinkled vaginal walls. Just now,
he had been brought to his climax after only one round of penetration. This time, he was determined to seize the opportunity to fuck her again and have a good time. So
his tongue moved even faster.

"Oh...ah...I'm...I'm going to die, ah...right...there...
faster ...make me die...okay...ah..." Anya cried out incoherently, then a
jolt of pleasure surged through her, making her arch her back and her legs clamp tightly around Asheng's head, convulsing uncontrollably. "Ah...oh my god
...it feels so good...huff...huff..." Asheng was suffocating from her grip, and it took a lot of effort to break free.
Anya was panting heavily, looking at him with dazed eyes. He knew his moment had come and asked, "I..."
"...Is it okay?" Anya stretched out her hands to him, panting weakly, "Mmm...I...am yours,
I want you in...come on..." Ah Sheng lifted her legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, grasped his engorged penis and pressed it
between her wet, thick labia. He took a deep breath and slowly slid it in. Because
Anya's closed, her vagina was even tighter. Although it was incredibly lubricated inside and out, the penis still overcame
a lot of resistance to fully penetrate to the deepest part of her vagina.

"So good, you're so tight, I almost couldn't get in." "So big and hard...it's all...all
full ..." Anya felt that this penis was much larger than the first time it was inserted. She realized that being penetrated with her legs closed versus with them open
could bring different wonderful tightness to both men and women. Looking at the man who made her feel like she
was in heaven , she felt a surge of pity and was willing to give everything to make him feel like he was in heaven too.

"Xiaoqiang...do you like...do you like me so...so tight?" "Yes,
it feels so good when you're squeezing me down there." After saying that, Asheng slowly began to pull out and insert. Anya's vaginal walls would close up and then be
forcibly stretched open. The hot penis rubbed back and forth against the rich folds of her vaginal walls, stimulating her vagina to secrete more
lustful fluid. Gradually, her vagina adapted to the size of the penis, making the piston-like movements smoother and smoother. Asheng gradually
increased his speed, and Anya's cries grew louder and louder.

"So big...so thick...it's...oh...I...can't take it..." She was already very
tight, and the speed was so fast. The intense stimulation did make her a little uncomfortable, so she slid her legs off Asheng's shoulders to the
sides.

Asheng took the opportunity to spread Anya's legs apart, bend his arms under her knees, and press his knees directly under her
shoulders. He then pounced on her and kissed her lips. Anya's legs had never been spread so wide before, her vagina
completely open in this position, allowing Asheng's penis to penetrate deeply and reach her cervix.

Their tongues intertwined for a moment, then Asheng began to move, pulling his penis out until only the glans remained inside
, then inserting it halfway and pulling it out again, four or five times before inserting it deeply again until it reached her cervix. This was followed by
a few more half-thrusts, and so on, which delighted Anya.

"Ugh... um... ugh..." Anya tried to cry out, but her mouth was blocked. She could only desperately push Ah Sheng's
tongue out, then cried out loudly, "Oh my god... I can't take it anymore... you're going to kill me
..." Ah Sheng looked at the point where their genitals were joined, his thick penis sandwiched between Anya's two wet labia
, thrusting in and out beneath her sparse pubic hair, an indescribably lewd sight
. He couldn't help but speed up.

Anya felt her cervix getting hotter and itchier, but his penis always had to be halfway in and
out several times before it could "scratch the itch," which was very tantalizing. She begged, "Xiao Qiang... don't... don't tease
me like that anymore... I'm so itchy inside..." "Where does it itch? Is it here?" Ah Sheng was fully inside.

"Ah...so good...right there...don't stop...right here...scratch it for me..."
"How do I scratch it? Like this?" Ah Sheng said, pressing his lower abdomen firmly against the entrance of her vagina and twisting his hips, his glans
circling around her cervix.

"Ah...yes...like that...don't stop..." Anya's eyes rolled back,
her waist twisting in rhythm, making her cervix and glans dance like a waltz.

Ah Sheng's glans rubbed so deeply inside her, the pleasure growing stronger and stronger. He knew he was at his limit.
Because he and Tang Juan had always wanted a child, they hadn't prepared any contraceptives at home. But Anya was still in
college, and if he got her pregnant, it would delay her plans, so he stopped.

Anya was just 1% away from climaxing. Even after Asheng stopped, she kept writhing. Asheng quickly said, "Anya,
stop moving. If you move any more, I'll ejaculate." Hearing him say that, Anya knew it wasn't good to ejaculate inside, but she
was unwilling to stop. She sped up while saying, "No... just bear with it... I... I'm almost there
... ah..." As soon as she finished speaking, her body erupted like a volcano. Her uterus spasmed intensely, her cervix opened,
and she could feel a gush of hot fluid gushing out. If a clitoral orgasm could be scored out of ten, this
was fifteen. The intense orgasm bombarded her entire body like a storm, leaving her with a thousand words she wanted to shout.
Unable to utter a single word, he could only tremble and moan, "Ah...ah ah..." Asheng's already swollen, purplish-red
glans, nearing its limit, was overwhelmed by Anya's hot spray. His mind went blank
, his glans swelled, and his male reproductive instincts drove him to thrust with all his might, taking advantage of
the moment his cervix slightly opened due to spasms, he penetrated directly into her uterus. His semen splattered against Anya's
uterine walls like volcanic lava.

Anya, already on the verge of orgasm, was further stimulated by this scalding torrent, and felt as if she were on a rocket
, both of them simultaneously convulsing and screaming.

"Ah...it's so hot...so much...just shoot it all out...ah...why is it still shooting...oh my god...
I...I'm coming again...ahhh!" Anya experienced the feeling of multiple orgasms for the first time, and sincerely exclaimed
how happy and joyful it was to be a woman. At this moment, Zhang Qiang was like a savior in her heart,
and she wished she be with him like this every day and night, never to be separated.

After a long time, Anya's panting gradually subsided, and Ah Sheng finally tiredly pulled his arm out from under Anya's knees,
rested his head on Anya's soft breasts, and felt the undulating contractions of her vagina in the afterglow of her orgasm, until his penis was completely
soft and squeezed out. He heard her even breathing, looked up, and saw that Anya had fallen into a deep sleep again.

It had been a long time since he had released himself so thoroughly on Tang Juan. Her young body, her tight little hole,
not to mention her exquisitely round vulva—but after the sexual release, a wave of guilt overwhelmed him, making him regretful and afraid. After cleaning
Anya's genitals, he lingered, staring longingly at her swollen, red labia, now tightly closed
, the semen he had ejaculated inside her not flowing out for a long time.

Asheng cautiously inserted his middle finger into Anya's vagina, trying to scrape out as much semen as possible.
But as soon as his finger went in, it was immediately enveloped by the hot, soft inner walls, which
writhed his penis hard and erect again. This time, Asheng dared not make a mistake. He focused intently
on scraping for a while, then, feeling it was about enough, he wiped her vulva clean, restored everything, and quietly withdrew. When

Anya

woke up the next day, she moved her hands and feet, and everything seemed normal, except for something strange down there.
Reaching down she indeed felt traces of dried vaginal fluid. Remembering the erotic dream she had the previous night, Zhang Qiang's voice, tongue, and penis
felt so real, causing her to involuntarily climax several times in her dream. Thinking about it, it made sense; she hadn't
told anyone except Tang Juan about yesterday's events. Even if Zhang Qiang knew, how could he have rushed over that night from so far away? It seemed
to be the effect of the drug.

But, the way his tongue licked her felt so good, and how powerful his ejaculation was inside her! She was already climaxing, yet
it brought her to an even stronger climax.

Anya lay in bed savoring the memories, not wanting to get up at all, until Tang Juan brought Tang Hui, who had recovered,
back from the hospital.

The teahouse was naturally closed for the day. Tang Juan came to check on Anya and saw that her face was rosy, her eyes were smiling, and she seemed
completely unaffected, which secretly amazed her.

During breakfast, Tang Juan naturally expressed her gratitude to An Ya again. A Sheng chimed in,
having secretly observed An Ya for a long time and seeing no unusual emotion, which put his mind at ease
.

At Tang Hui and An Ya's insistence, Tang Juan ultimately didn't tell their parents about the incident. However, feeling
ashamed, she insisted on resting for a day and then, together with A Sheng, took her two younger sisters shopping, buying them
over a thousand yuan worth of clothes and dresses.

Thus, the day to return home arrived. An Ya and Tang Hui, each carrying a wealth of experiences—material,
spiritual , and experiential—boarded the train home. Looking out the window, they eagerly anticipated
the warmth of home and the start of the new semester, longing to see their beloved smiling faces again.

(To be continued)

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