Niu Da Chou's Romantic Adventures (6~7)

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(VI)

Author: aqqwso

Da Chou has decided to leave the factory and doesn't want to resign until he finds a new job.

These past few days, whenever he has free time, he goes out to look for work. For someone like him, lacking both talent and education, finding a good job is really difficult; he's applied for many, but none have been successful.

When he arrived at Xuefu Road, he happened to find a clothing market recruiting laborers. The requirements weren't high, one of which was a height of over 1.7 meters and a presentable appearance.

Da Chou was a little hesitant about this requirement. Height wasn't a problem, but presentable appearance was another matter. Nevertheless, he mustered his courage and applied, wanting to try his luck. What if he got the job? The monthly salary would be over a thousand yuan, and the work wouldn't be tiring—much better than the heavy lifting at the factory.

The registration area was downstairs at the entrance. Under a tall umbrella sat a pretty young woman in her early twenties, her slightly round face radiating youthful energy; her bright, smiling eyes were very lively. She wore a thin tank top, her breasts full and round. Because of the low opening, one could see the deep cleavage and a large portion of her breasts that her black bra couldn't cover.

Many people signed up, and everyone who did so caught a glimpse of her breasts. Some men's eyes gleamed, and they swallowed hard. The pretty girl didn't care; she was used to it. She thought, "You can't see anything anyway, you can't touch them."

When Big Ugly signed up, he naturally saw it too, but he only glanced at it. He was no longer the naive girl he once was; he had developed a certain composure towards women's breasts and wasn't as easily surprised as he had been when he first arrived.

When he announced his name, "Big Ugly Niu," someone nearby immediately laughed. The pretty girl also found the name unusual. She looked up at Big Ugly and thought, "Someone with that appearance signs up? Quite brave, but a bit presumptuous."

After signing up, Big Ugly stared intently at the pretty girl's beautiful breasts, thinking, "This kind of woman is top-tier, but I'm not lucky enough to touch her." Her boyfriend must be ecstatic, touching such breasts, penetrating her vagina—one night with her is worth a year. He, in his current state, couldn't even get close; he'd have to wait until the next life.

He sighed and left. According to the rules, he'd receive a notification in three days, and intuitively knew he probably had no chance.

It was still early, and he didn't want to go back. He wanted to see the Songhua River, so he boarded a bus heading to Daoli.

The bus was crowded, shoulder to shoulder. Da Chou was next to a young woman in a miniskirt. His genitals were pressed against her buttocks, which weren't large, but round and beautifully shaped. As

the bus moved, everyone moved, and Da Chou's genitals moved too. The woman's fragrance wafted over, and Da Chou's penis quickly hardened, pressing against his crotch and the woman's buttocks.

Because of the thin fabric, the woman naturally felt his hardness. She tried to move forward, but with so many people, she couldn't move an inch. The friction of his penis made her itch, reminding her of her passionate lovemaking with her husband, and her vagina became wet.

To calm herself down, she turned around, switching her grip from left to right, so they were practically face to face.

Da Chou saw a delicate, pale face, slightly flushed, that looked vaguely familiar, as if he'd seen it somewhere before; her bra was thin, revealing a small pink bra underneath, the bra also thin, the outline of her nipples faintly visible.

Da Chou felt a sudden jolt in his heart. Losing his focus, and coincidentally, the sewing machine braked abruptly. Da Chou lost his grip on the handle and lurched forward. In a panic, he instinctively pushed forward with both hands, landing squarely on the woman's breasts, feeling their size and elasticity quite clearly. His fingers, taking advantage of the situation, even twitched a few times.

Perhaps he'd gripped too hard, because the woman cried out. Da Chou quickly let go, his face burning, afraid she would unleash a torrent of abuse. But the woman only glared at him and turned to the side.

Da Chou's heart pounded wildly. He dared not look at her, his mind replaying the shock of those breasts on his nerves.

After getting off the bus, Da Chou wanted to leave quickly, but the young woman stopped him, calling out, "Niu Da Chou, stop!"

Da Chou was startled, thinking: How does she know me?

"Don't you recognize me? Think carefully, who did you write love letters to in junior high?"

Da Chou stared at her, stunned for a few seconds, before suddenly realizing, "You're the class beauty. Yes, you tore up my love letter."

The class beauty laughed, "I tore it, it was my fault. But you can't retaliate like that." Saying this, she touched her chest, "You grabbed me so hard, you did it on purpose, I didn't expect you to hold a grudge like that."

Da Chou quickly waved his hands, awkwardly laughing, "Heaven and earth bear witness, I didn't mean it."

The class beauty scolded, "If you didn't mean it, then why did you reach out? Didn't you touch me enough? Want to touch me again?"

Startled, Da Chou quickly lowered his hand.

Seeing his embarrassment, the class beauty chuckled and said, "You haven't changed. You're still quite honest. Honesty is good; there are fewer and fewer gentlemen like you these days."

They chatted casually for a while, and then the class beauty said, "I have important business to attend to today. Let's get together another day, and invite the school beauty too."

Da Chou asked, "Is she also in the provincial capital?"

The class beauty said, "Of course! She's doing better than me now. Here's my business card. Take it. Tell me your phone number quickly."

Da Chou gave it to her, and the class beauty took out her phone from her wristband and saved the number.

The class beauty said, "I have to go now. I'll treat you another day. Bye." After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back and smiled, "Next time we meet, if you molest me again, I'll report you for sexual harassment."

Da Chou waved politely to her and smiled too, a simple, honest smile. He thought her smile was beautiful; her red lips were slightly parted, revealing white, even teeth; her face radiant with spring-like beauty, full of mature charm.

The class beauty truly lives up to her name; she's far more captivating than that naive girl from before. I wonder what kind of men she sleeps with every day.

Picking up her business card, he saw she works at a bank as a teller. She must be very wealthy. He'd have a good talk with her sometime, catch up. He should also meet the school beauty; see what she's become.

He arrived at the pedestrian street. Here, there was no noise from cars; people walked on the cobblestone pavement, finding peace in the tranquility, sorting out their usually chaotic thoughts, and experiencing a rare, serene beauty in the city.

He'd heard that this area used to have many Russian buildings, but now all he saw were modern buildings with a distinctly Chinese flavor. The old Russian architecture was probably long gone.

After crossing Friendship Road, he looked towards the riverbank, where the Flood Control Monument stood tall. During the great flood of 1998, this tower was submerged in water. Thanks to the efforts of the city's people and soldiers, the disaster was overcome, and this famous city was saved. Therefore, people can now come here again to enjoy the natural scenery.

There were many people here. Some were taking photos, others were shouting loudly, and flocks of pigeons were flying low overhead and moving quietly on the ground. There were painters by the river, painting on the spot for ten yuan a piece. There were steps by the river, and most people sat on them to enjoy the view. The wide and long Songhua River was quiet and still, almost imperceptible. The dark green area across the river was obviously Sun Island, but you couldn't see much of it except for the corners of some buildings.

Da Chou's attention was drawn to a sandy beach in the river, not far from the shore. Some tourists were riding horses, some were driving cars, and many more were swimming. They had rented small tents, changed their clothes inside, and then came out to swim. Da Chou saw some young girls among them, and he could hear their youthful, melodious laughter.

Da Chou spent three yuan to take a boat over. He planned to take a look at the swimsuit-clad women. On the beach, he looked around and saw quite a few slender women. Swimsuits are nice, they expose a person's figure perfectly, but unfortunately, the swimsuits here are too outdated; they all only show the limbs. Why aren't there any bikinis? Bikinis are what make one's heart race!

Suddenly, he witnessed this scene: a young woman was changing into her swimsuit. She had finished the bottom and was taking off her bra. One side was done, the strap was on her shoulder, and she was taking off the other side when, coincidentally, the bra fell down, revealing a small, snow-white breast, which Da Chou saw clearly. Just as he was about to examine it further, the strap quickly caught, and he could no longer see it. Da Chou cursed inwardly.

He looked around for a while, but there was nothing appealing. Like a headless fly, he wandered aimlessly. He circled around until he came to a group of students. Some boys and girls were sitting on a large sheet, chatting and laughing.

Da Chou glanced at them and turned to the side. He hadn't taken more than a few steps when he heard a soft voice calling from behind, "Brother Da Chou, is that you?"

Da Chou trembled. It sounded like Xiao Ya's voice. He turned around and saw a girl in a swimsuit looking at him happily, her face slightly shy, her eyes full of tenderness. It was Xiao Ya, with whom he had once had an intimate encounter.

Da Chou grabbed her small hand and said, "Xiao Ya, it's so good to see you again."

A burst of laughter erupted behind Xiao Ya, who blushed instantly and glared at them.

Da Chou released her, and Xiao Ya said, "Wait for me, I'll be right there." She ran back and whispered something to them before disappearing into a tent.

The students all turned to look; the boys' eyes were filled with anger, the girls with curiosity.

Soon, Xiao Ya emerged in a white dress.

A thin-faced boy shouted, "Beautiful lady, what's the point of us if you leave?"

Xiao Ya smiled and said, "There are still a few beautiful ladies with you. I'm leaving now, don't worry about me." She then ran towards Da Chou.

Da Chou smiled at the students and led Xiao Ya away.

Xiaoya pouted and said, "You've been here for almost two months and haven't come to see me. Have you already forgotten about me?"

Da Chou said, "Of course not. I've been thinking about you all the time. It's just that I haven't been doing well, so I've been too embarrassed to come see you."

Xiaoya said, "Why are you being so formal with me? I'm happy as long as I can see you. I don't care whether you're doing well or not. If I hadn't called home, I wouldn't have known you were here. If I hadn't run into you today, I don't know when I would have seen you again." As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

Da Chou quickly comforted her, "I was just planning to come see you these past few days. I'm thinking of coming to see you as soon as I get a new job."

Xiaoya asked, "What new job? Where are you working now? Are you eating well, sleeping well, or are you unhappy with your job?"

Da Chou answered patiently.

The two went ashore, and Xiaoya asked, "Where should we go?"

Da Chou thought for a moment and said, "Of course, we should find a place where it's convenient to talk."

Xiaoya listened to Da Chou, and he first took her to a restaurant for a simple meal.

Xiaoya asked again, "Where are we going?"

Da Chou whispered in her ear, "Of course, we're going to find a place to rest."

Xiaoya's face immediately turned as red as an apple, overcome with shyness. The sensitive girl naturally understood the deeper meaning of "rest.

" She shook her head repeatedly, saying, "I'm not going."

Da Chou laughed and pulled her away.

There was a hotel nearby. Da Chou asked the price and was told it was one hundred for two people a night.

"That's so expensive!" Da Chou wasn't intimidated. He couldn't let someone look down on him, so he agreed to stay.

Xiaoya said, "Don't stay here, let's go somewhere else."

Da Chou said, "One hundred yuan is nothing. Money is just paper." Without further ado, he led her into the room.

The room was spacious and even had a bathroom.

Da Chou said, "Come on, let's take a bath together."

Xiaoya was shy and said, "You go first, I'll follow."

Da Chou quickly stripped naked and said, "I'll go first."

Xiaoya immediately saw his erect member, her heart pounded, and she turned her face away.

Da Chou grinned wickedly, "I'm waiting for you. If you don't come, I'll grab you myself."

Xiao Ya laughed and scolded, "You're going to die, hurry up and go."

Da Chou then went into the bathroom.

Da Chou closed his eyes and showered himself for a while, but Xiao Ya still hadn't come, so he called out, "Xiao Ya, Xiao Ya..."

Xiao Ya said, "Don't call, don't call, I'm coming soon."

After a while, still no sign of her, Da Chou stuck his head out of the bathroom and saw Xiao Ya standing outside the door, wearing only her underwear, standing shyly, her beautiful figure fully exposed.

Da Chou pulled her over and laughed, "Why don't you take everything off? Are you going to shower like this?"

Xiao Ya said, "No, no, don't get wet, I can't go back to school if I get wet."

Da Chou said, "Then take it off."

Xiao Ya didn't say anything, Da Chou hugged her, lifted her head, and Xiao Ya laughed, "What are you looking at? Don't you recognize me?"

Da Chou said, "You look really good like this." Saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. Xiaoya closed her eyes, nervously accepting Da Chou's affections.

Her lips were soft and warm; Da Chou gently touched and licked them, as if afraid of damaging them.

Da Chou said, "Baby, open your mouth, okay?"

Xiaoya obediently opened her mouth, and Da Chou inserted his tongue, attacking her fragrant tongue. Having learned from her previous experience, Xiaoya generally knew how to cooperate, offering her tongue to him for him to taste. Their tongues intertwined, occasionally producing soft squelching sounds, making Xiaoya feel embarrassed, but the pleasure of the kiss gradually aroused her desire.

Her breathing slowly became heavier, and Da Chou's hands seized the opportunity to move, his left hand climbing up her breasts, gently massaging them; his right hand rubbed against her buttocks, his fingers occasionally pressing on her cleft. He pressed very accurately, targeting the most mysterious and lethal orifices on a woman's body, making Xiaoya tremble uncontrollably.

As the temperature rose, Da Chou unhooked Xiao Ya's bra, revealing two alluring beauties, shining upon him like a pair of bright moons. Her breasts weren't as large as Qian Hui's, but they were firm, pointed, and delicate, with tender, red nipples.

Da Chou fondled them a few times, then couldn't help but bend down, kissing one breast with his lips while playing with the other, his mouth covering the breast with his saliva. Xiao Ya writhed, panting and moaning, her hands pressing Da Chou's head down, as if urging him to continue.

As he kissed her, his lips moved downwards, his hands grasping her underwear and pulling it down.

Xiaoya, quite understanding, lifted her legs, and her underwear was quickly gone. Xiaoya tried to close her legs, but Da Chou wouldn't let her. He placed his hands on her buttocks, grabbing and pinching them…

and pressed his mouth against her vulva, kissing her passionately. Because the position was awkward, Da Chou made her sit on the bathtub, legs wide open, and used his fingers to flick her clitoris until it hardened. He then inserted his fingers into her vagina, moving them in and out quickly and slowly, teasing Xiaoya until she was wet and moaning, “Big Brother Da Chou…you…you're killing me…if this continues…I…I’ll die…hurry…hurry…come on…”

Da Chou asked, “Come on what?”

Xiaoya didn't answer, but pinched his ear hard to show her displeasure.

Da Chou thought the time was right and made Xiaoya stand up, holding onto the bathtub, her buttocks raised.

Xiaoya found this position embarrassing and was a little embarrassed.

Da Chou said, "It feels so good to do it this way."

Xiao Ya reluctantly did so. Seeing that she wasn't doing it correctly, Da Chou stepped forward to point out her flaws, telling her to raise her legs higher and spread them wider.

From behind, her firm, jade-like legs, round, white buttocks, thick pubic hair, flowing red vulva, and chrysanthemum-like anus were all in the perfect position, creating this perfect work of art.

Da Chou's penis throbbed, he must have been extremely excited. He held his penis and rubbed the glans against her buttocks for a while before slowly penetrating her amidst Xiao Ya's moans. Her vagina was tight, and his penis was thick, but fortunately, there was plenty of fluid, so Xiao Ya didn't suffer too much. The glans reached all the way in.

Her vagina gripped his penis tightly, making Da Chou feel incredibly good. Da Chou took a deep breath, savoring the taste of the young girl's vagina. His glans felt itchy and warm, even more comfortable than soaking in a hot spring.

He caressed her buttocks with both hands, his penis moving, the tender flesh of the girl's little hole turning in and out with each movement, a truly beautiful sight.

Xiaoya moaned and cried out, filled with immense pleasure.

Da Chou thrust faster and faster, his hands attacking her breasts rather roughly, Xiaoya's voice grew louder, "Big Chou...you're so...so amazing...I love you...love you...I'll always be yours..."

Da Chou smiled smugly, his penis slurping as it penetrated her vagina, his pubic hair pricking Xiaoya's anus, causing her to contract and sway her buttocks.

Seeing this, Da Chou thrust even faster, the bathroom filled with heavy breathing, moans, soft groans, and the slapping of flesh.

Da Chou secretly praised, the girl's vagina was amazing, it felt so good inside, making him want to ejaculate. It seemed that to play with a vagina, you had to play with a young girl.

Because of the fast movements, her buttocks trembled, her breasts swayed, the scenery was indescribable. Da Chou opened all his senses to experience it, he felt like he had become a god.

When Xiaoya climaxed, Da Chou didn't ejaculate. He had Xiaoya wrap her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. Standing, he held her tender buttocks, thrusting his penis in and out relentlessly.

Streams of vaginal fluid overflowed and slowly dripped to the ground. Xiaoya closed her eyes, enjoying the beauty of sex.

She would occasionally thrust her lower body, using her lower mouth to compete with Da Chou.

Da Chou continued thrusting as he walked towards the bedroom. When he reached the bed, he had Xiaoya lie on the bed with her upper body on the bed, then held her buttocks and thrust again.

"Brother Da Chou...you're amazing...you're truly...my nemesis...I'll never...leave...you..."

Da Chou gazed at her beautiful breasts, trembling like lotus blossoms in the wind, a truly magnificent sight.

After hundreds of thrusts, he finally ejaculated, shooting into her vagina.

The girl cried out as she was hit by the semen, "It's so hot... Big Ugly Brother..."

Big Ugly asked, "How was it, brother?"

Xiao Ya said, "I...I...I'm dying..."

Big Ugly covered her with a sheet, hugged her, and fell asleep on the bed.

(Seven) Catching the Thief

Author: aqqwso

Big Ugly woke up to find the beauty in his arms gazing at him with affection, her face flushed. Big Ugly smiled and met her gaze. Xiao Ya could clearly feel the "fire" in his eyes, and feeling both ashamed and afraid, she lowered her head and hid her face in his bare, broad chest. Big Ugly gently stroked her back and said, "Do you remember what happened when you were little?"

Xiao Ya asked, "What happened when I was little?"

"When you were little, you loved candy. Once, my dad and I brought some candy to your house. You were so happy to see it. My dad held the candy up high and teased you, saying you'd only get it if you became my wife. You got angry, puffed out your cheeks, and said, 'Fine, I'll be your wife then!' My dad said you had to kiss Big Ugly Brother first. Without hesitation, you kissed me on the cheek, and everyone in the room burst into laughter."

Xiaoya raised her head and said in a coquettish voice, "Big Ugly Brother, don't mention that, I'm so embarrassed. Mom, brother, and the neighbors always joke about it, it's unbearable."

Big Ugly Brother gave her a big kiss on the cheek and laughed, "What's unbearable? Aren't you my wife now? You've grown up, and you've already ate my thing."

Xiaoya blushed even more and buried her face in his chest, saying urgently, "Big Ugly Brother, you're so bad, if you keep doing this, I won't play with you anymore."

Big Ugly Brother chuckled and patted her bottom.

After a while, Xiaoya said, "It's already afternoon, I should go back to school. Where do you live? I'll come see you when I have time."

Da Chou said, "I live in the factory dormitory, but I might have to move out soon. How about this, I'll come see you. Do you have a phone at your school? Tell me the number."

Xiaoya said that and wrote down Da Chou's number. Then she asked, "Brother Da Chou, this phone is quite pretty. How much did you pay for it?"

Da Chou said, "More than two thousand yuan."

Xiaoya exclaimed, "That's so expensive! Where did you get so much money? I know, you used the money from selling your house, right?"

Da Chou smiled, neither confirming nor denying. Xiaoya sighed and said, "Brother Da Chou, it's so hard to earn money these days. Don't spend money recklessly in the future. Save your money for later." Da

Chou kissed her lips and laughed, "Yes, ma'am. I'll definitely save more money in the future so I can marry you."

Xiaoya squinted and smiled, "That's more like it." Then she ordered Da Chou to turn his back. She was going to go into the bathroom to wash up before getting dressed. He repeatedly warned her not to peek.

Da Chou loudly agreed, "I know," turning his face away and covering his eyes with his hands. He felt the bed move, knowing Xiao Ya was about to get out of bed, and couldn't resist peeking. Sure enough, Xiao Ya got out of bed and was putting on her slippers. Her smooth, pink back, her round and beautiful buttocks, her pleasing cleft, and the playful pubic hair that couldn't be hidden. Da Chou felt a fire rising in his lower abdomen, and his penis instantly became erect. He softly called, "Xiao Ya, come here."

As he spoke, he got out of bed, pressed himself against Xiao Ya's delicate body, and reached forward with both hands to climb her peak, his lower body rubbing against Xiao Ya's buttocks. Xiao Ya shuddered, the hot thing was playing tricks on her from behind, and Xiao Ya said softly, "I'm going to take a bath."

Da Chou said, "It wants to take a bath too, feel it, it's hot." As he spoke, he grabbed Xiao Ya's jade hand and touched it.

Sure enough, it was hot. Hard enough to charge into battle. Xiaoya's heart pounded wildly. Under Da Chou's kneading, she felt herself becoming aroused. Da Chou didn't care what she thought. He pushed her down on the bed, stood on his own two feet, and pressed his upper body against hers. He took one nipple in his mouth and played with the other breast with his other hand. Soon, the nipple hardened like a peanut. To be fair, Da Chou took turns showing off on both breasts.

"Hard work pays off." Xiaoya soon began to pant, crying helplessly, "Brother Da Chou... ah... you're bad... ah..."

Da Chou was secretly pleased with himself. He moved his body to the side, leaving only one leg between her legs. One hand quickly moved down, combed through her pubic hair a few times, and then slid into the stream. The banks were tender, the stream was full, so warm, so slippery, and his fingers enjoyed the bliss of the spring. To keep the love bean from being lonely, his thumb comforted and caressed it from time to time.

Xiaoya's eyes were glazed over, and she softly cried out, "Big Ugly Brother... I... I'm so sad... Please... please... don't torture me anymore..."

Upon hearing this, Big Ugly immediately moved his mouth down and began a passionate kiss with her. Xiaoya moaned incessantly, her juices flowing freely. Big Ugly sucked and devoured her. Xiaoya pleaded softly, "Big Ugly Brother... please... come in quickly... I'm going crazy..."

Big Ugly teased her, "Quickly say something nice."

Xiaoya disregarded her shyness and cried out loudly, "Husband... husband... come and cherish... your wife..."

Big Ugly was delighted, stood up, wrapped his arms around her legs, and thrust his large penis against her. He scanned her clitoris, labia, and anus, teasing Xiaoya until she writhed uncontrollably. Xiaoya got angry, sat up, and pinched his penis, then aimed it at her entrance; Big Ugly thrust forward, and with a whoosh, half of it went in. With another thrust, a lot of fluid was squeezed out. Xiaoya let out a soft "Ah!" as a fulfilling pleasure made her close her eyes. Her face was radiant with desire.

Da Chou became excited, waving his penis and increasing the speed of his thrusts, making the little hole "whimper" incessantly, the sounds quite melodious.

Da Chou was very satisfied; the little hole was holding his large penis, which was initially a bit tight, but fortunately, there was plenty of lubrication, and it soon adapted to its size. Because it was tight, Da Chou felt extremely comfortable. Waves of pleasure spread from the tip of his penis throughout his body. He slowed down, took a deep breath, and stared at the point where the two were joined, his labia opening and closing, occasionally drooling. He felt boundless pleasure and pride. He was already an older man, and not good-looking, yet he had managed to penetrate the wonderful spot of such a beautiful young girl; it was truly a blessing from heaven. If life could always continue in this state, it would be an eternal happiness.

For fun, he would pull his penis out and then forcefully shove it back in; pull out and shove it back in again, carefully examining

the shape of that "little mouth" and the color of that little anus. Sometimes he would even put his mouth over and suckle. He carefully observed the girl's reactions, savoring the allure of her body. Later, seeing Xiaoya pout slightly, he roused himself and launched a fierce assault on her with his large penis. He thrust into her, making her writhe like a snake, moaning and humming. Her hands caressed her breasts.

Soon, Xiaoya cried out, "Husband... I'm going to die... I'm going to die..."

Da Chou immediately pushed his speed to the limit, and as Xiaoya cried out, Da Chou felt a jolt down his spine and ejaculated. He gave everything to the girl.

Afterward, Da Chou carried Xiaoya into the bathroom, where she finally had a proper bath. After getting dressed, Da Chou took her out to get something to eat, found a taxi, and personally escorted her to the school gate. Da Chou took out two hundred yuan and whispered, "Little wife, take this and buy some clothes."

Xiaoya said, "I don't need the money. Keep it for yourself."

Without further ado, Da Chou stuffed the money into her hand. Xiaoya, afraid of upsetting him, had no choice but to answer.

As they parted, Xiaoya gazed at him with deep affection, while Da Chou grinned mischievously and glanced at her chest. Xiaoya glared at him before smiling and entering the school. Da Chou didn't turn and walk away until her figure disappeared from sight.

"Beep beep beep." The phone rang. It was Qianhui calling, of course. She said she couldn't sleep with Da Chou tonight; some friends had invited her to play mahjong. She had already turned down several times for Da Chou, and this time she couldn't refuse again; she couldn't let her friends down.

Da Chou asked, "Whose house was that? Was it a man or a woman?"

Qian Hui giggled, "Darling, unfortunately, it was a woman. She's very pretty. I'll introduce you to her another day."

Da Chou laughed, "Why would I know her? I know who she is."

Qian Hui said, "You don't know how charming she is. She's younger than me, more likable, and has quite a background."

Da Chou laughed, "What kind of background does she have? Is she Clinton's daughter?"

Qian Hui said, "I'll tell you another day. I have to go now, I won't argue with you anymore. Darling, kisses." A "snap" sound came from the phone. It was naturally the sound of a kiss. Da Chou hung up

the phone, thinking to himself that this woman always made him reluctant to leave. Besides her beauty, she was also very likable. It was a pity she was someone else's wife, otherwise, marrying her and enjoying her body every day wouldn't be bad. But would she be able to stay faithful?

Would she also try to cheat on me? Xiao Ya was safer. When choosing a wife, you have to find someone like her; at least she wouldn't cheat.

The greatest shame for a man is being a cuckold. Qianhui's husband actually tolerated her infidelity; such strength is beyond most people. He must be madly in love with her. Why doesn't he find an easier job so he can have plenty of time to spend with his beautiful wife?

Da Chou had no idea about the secrets between the couple. It was none of his business. He wasn't a good man either, having also accused her husband; it was truly wrong of him. He should change his ways and cut ties with her completely. Thinking about breaking up, thinking about Qianhui's outstanding beauty, elegant demeanor, her care and concern for him, and the awe she brought him in bed, he found it incredibly difficult to make the decision. It seemed he could only take it one step at a time. He was

n't supposed to work the night shift, but a colleague had something come up and asked Da Chou to cover for him. Da Chou was easygoing and agreed.

His colleagues all liked him because he was kind, warm-hearted, and easygoing. Some of the older workers, seeing that he was getting on in years and still hadn't found a wife, secretly worried for him. Someone patted their chest, offering to find him a girlfriend, but Da Chou just laughed and didn't answer. He thought to himself, "I haven't managed to get a wife. But many married men aren't as happy as I am. When a person doesn't worry about money, naturally there are fewer worries. How many people in this world don't live by the whims of money? And how many can truly control their own destiny?"

After working half the night, he dozed off on the coal pile. He came back in the morning, washed his face, and crawled into bed.

No one bothered him that morning, so he slept very well. In the afternoon, his colleagues decided to go for a stroll. They took the bus to the "Songlei" area.

Tired from walking, they decided to find a beer house for a beer. As for who would pay, that was easy. Under the leadership of the dormitory leader, they decided to play cards. They played "Rocket" (a card game). There were eight of them, divided into teams of four, with each team sending two players to fight, and the winner being decided in one round. According to local custom, they drew a turtle (another card game). The turtle design required eight strokes; whoever finished drawing it first became the host.

Big Ugly, not good at poker, didn't dare join the game. He stood by, acting as a cheerleader, while the two sides played fiercely.

Both reached the seventh stroke, and with the dorm leader's valiant efforts and skillful calculation, Big Ugly's side finally defeated the other. His side celebrated wildly, while the other side hung their heads in dejection, like defeated roosters. Oh well, a bet is a bet, after all.

Eight men, full of energy, drank heartily in a private room. Harbin Beer was famous, but Da Chou didn't drink it often at home because it wasn't very good, similar to Jiamusi's Jiafeng. However, the Harbin Beer in the provincial capital was different—truly refreshing and delicious. Such a difference between the same Harbin Beer suggested that what he drank at home wasn't authentic, probably processed in some branch factory.

Because it tasted so good, Da Chou drank more than three bottles. He was the fastest drinker. His colleagues were surprised by his high alcohol tolerance and looked at him with new respect.

After drinking for a while, Da Chou went to urinate. Unfortunately, the drain was clogged recently, and he was worried about the smell inside, so the bathroom was unusable; he had to go to an outside toilet. The waiter told Da Chou how to get there. It didn't sound too complicated.

Following the route, he went out onto the street, turned a few corners, and finally arrived at the toilet. It wasn't on the ground, but underground. On the ground, there were three railings and one set of steps. The steps led down to the end, and there it was. Da Chou thought to himself, "The city is a city, after all. It's different from my hometown. Back home, the toilets are all on the ground, easy to spot, and one every few meters. But here, finding a toilet is a real pain, much harder than finding a restaurant.

" After urinating, he returned feeling very comfortable. About three hundred meters from where he was drinking, he heard a sharp voice shout, "Catch him! Catch him!"

Before Da Chou could figure out what was happening, a gust of wind blew past him, and he saw someone running past quickly.

Da Chou turned around and saw a girl chasing after him, carrying a shoe in her hand, shouting, "Catch him! Catch him! Don't let him get away!"

Da Chou ran back to the girl and asked, "What happened?"

The girl, panting, pointed at the person ahead and answered haltingly, "He...he...stole my...bag...the things inside..."

Before the girl could finish, Da Chou had already darted off, very fast, shouting, "Catch the fugitive! There's a reward for catching him!"

Immediately, the street became lively. The old men and women shouted, some robbing ahead, others chasing behind.

Big Ugly, strong and powerful, ran faster and faster. Before long, the man stopped to catch his breath, and seeing Big Ugly approaching, he ran again with all his might. Big Ugly yelled, "Kid, don't exhaust yourself!"

The man, truly unable to run any further, pleaded, "Brother, let me go. Can't I give you half of what's inside?"

Big Ugly chuckled and said, "I don't want half, I want it all."

The man flew into a rage, suddenly drawing a dagger and charging at Big Ugly. Big Ugly dodged sharply, kicking him in the backside. The man lost his balance and fell face-first to the ground, the stolen bag flying from his grasp.

Big Ugly stepped forward, stomped on his back, snatched the knife, and laughed loudly, "Kid, no more running around now, huh? I'll send you to see the police in a bit." Just then, two policemen ran over. Big Ugly handed the criminal and the knife to the police. The people around them chattered amongst themselves, recounting the case to the police.

Da Chou picked up the bag from the ground, and after a while, the girl finally came over. By then, she had put on her shoes; the ground was too hot, and her feet couldn't stand it. They were sandals, obviously unsuitable for running, so she had to take them off while chasing him. As she approached, Da Chou noticed she was someone he recognized—the pretty girl who had registered him at the clothing market yesterday. Da Chou smiled and returned the bag to her. She was full of gratitude and exclaimed, "Niu Da Chou, Brother Niu, thank you for helping me!"

Da Chou asked, "You remember me?" The pretty girl replied, "Of course. My brain is like a computer; I remembered you after just one meeting." Da Chou was delighted that such a pretty girl remembered him.

Da Chou then asked her name and what had happened today. The pretty girl said, "My name is Yang Xiaojun, and I live in Hulan. I haven't been home in a long time, and I wanted to go back today. I took a bus to this area and wanted to go into a store to buy some things. But as soon as I got off the bus, that damn guy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, snatched my bag, and ran away. I couldn't catch him, so I had to shout. Then you appeared. You're as great as Jackie Chan and Chow Yun-fat. I really admire you." As she spoke, she leaned over and kissed Da Chou's sweaty face. A

thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the crowd. Da Chou felt very embarrassed. Yang Xiaojun proudly held her head high, her bright eyes darting around Da Chou's face.

Da Chou casually glanced at her chest. Today she wasn't wearing a tank top, but a red gauze dress, so her cleavage wasn't visible. Yang Xiaojun whispered in his ear, "I know what you're thinking. When I get back from home, I'll let you see as much as you want."

Da Chou, surprised by the girl's boldness, said, "You misunderstood." Xiaojun smiled without saying a word.

The police praised Da Chou for his courage and bravery in the face of violence, calling him a promising young man. The police asked both of them to go to the station to give statements. Xiao Jun suddenly checked her phone and said, "I can't, I have to catch my train."

The police checked her ID, wrote down her phone number, and then let her go. Before leaving, Xiao Jun smiled and winked at Da Chou, saying, "Brother Niu, when I come back, I'll repay you. Bye."

Some people around them teased, "How will you repay him? Will you offer yourself to him?"

Xiao Jun snorted and said, "I'll be his concubine, what's it to you?" This caused many people to gasp. Da Chou, having already gotten a general idea of this woman's temperament, didn't take it seriously.

After giving his statement at the police station, officers escorted him out and even offered to take him home in a police car. Da Chou politely declined, thinking it best not to let people see him and misunderstand, wondering what had happened to him.

He found a place and ate some ice cream. After a short rest, just as I was about to head back to the factory, my phone rang. It was a text message. I opened it and saw only "cb". Da Chou, of course, understood what that meant. He typed four words in reply: "I have a shift tonight." The other person replied: "Don't lie to me, I already found out. If you don't come, I'll come to your room."

Da Chou had no choice but to type "cb" and send it back. He thought to himself: I really don't want to do this, but I have no choice. I really can't let her go. Who knows when someone finds out? Her husband will eat me alive!

Thinking about the "good show" tonight, the big battle, the ecstasy, his lower body was so excited that it was bulging against his pants. If the fabric hadn't been so sturdy, his big penis would probably have spilled out.

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