"I Want to Sleep with You" - ◆High-Class Beauty (Sixteen)

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It seems like they did it twice more, on and off, and when it was finally over, Zhou Xiao could feel the fluid wriggling and flowing out of her lower orifice.
She was already delirious. As the water poured over her, she vaguely heard a man whisper "I love you" in her ear several times.
Duan Zhao slept very well that night, pulling Zhou Xiao into his arms. Every inch of her skin that could touch was pressed together, their limbs intertwined, making it hard for her to breathe. He loved it when she buried her face in his neck, the soft tickling sensation as their breaths brushed against it giving him a sense of satisfaction.
If he could, he really wanted to eat her.
Duan Zhao, half-asleep, was startled by this sudden thought, and his drowsiness dissipated slightly—he looked down at Zhou Xiao, who was sleeping soundly, smiled, and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
Zhou Xiao was woken up by the suffocating feeling in her chest. When she opened her eyes, she saw the man's bare chest, and Duan Zhao was hugging her tightly like a doll, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She tried to break free, but in the process, she woke Duan Zhao up.
Zhou Xiao ignored him and got up to find her clothes.
Duan Zhao also sat up and saw Zhou Xiao standing barefoot on the ground, completely naked. Before she could take two steps, someone grabbed her waist from behind, and the momentum made her stagger forward, and then her back pressed against Duan Zhao's chest.
She reached down to her waist and tried to pry it open, but couldn't. Duan Zhao's hands were bony and strong; her knuckles were red from being rubbed, but she wouldn't loosen her grip at all.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Xiao was a little annoyed. He was so annoyed. They had clearly agreed not to do it anymore, but he messed things up after drinking a little alcohol and ruined the plan.
"When I saw your back just now, I thought you looked like one of those johns who just pick up their pee and run, heartless and ruthless. I feel humiliated by you, Zhou Xiao, you have to give me a hug to ease this shame." The man said matter-of-factly, not thinking there was anything wrong with his intimate gesture.
What kind of bullshit logic is that? Zhou Xiao spat at him in her heart after hearing it, but didn't say anything more—let him hug her if he wants. Anyway, she eats his food, lives in his house, and treats him like a walking sperm bank every day. Letting him hug her won't hurt her. Consider it a little compensation for the protein he loses.
Duan Zhao hugged her for a while and then let go. Zhou Xiao looked unwilling, which made him feel uncomfortable, so he simply let her go get dressed first.
A moment later, the woman came out of the bathroom, frowning. "This is strange. I'm not pregnant, and my period hasn't come. Am I sick?"
Duan Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he walked over in a few steps.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhou Xiao shook her head: "No, my period was normal the month I went back to my hometown, and the dates matched up. But this month it's four days late, and I thought I was pregnant, but I took a test yesterday and it's not."
Duan Zhao also frowned, wondering if it was because she had been drinking too much lately.
"Let's go to the hospital and get a full checkup." Duan Zhao was thinking to himself. He also wanted to know why Zhou Xiao, who seemed so lively, hadn't gotten pregnant after he ejaculated inside her so many times—could it be that he was infertile?
This was exactly what Zhou Xiao wanted to hear—she had suspected a couple of days ago that Duan Zhao might be impotent. He seemed perfectly normal, but maybe what he ejaculated couldn't impregnate a woman.
Alright, since their ideas coincided, Duan Zhao decided to take Zhou Xiao to the city hospital. They hadn't even had breakfast, which was perfect for all the complicated examinations.
After all the chaotic and busy work, the test results showed that both of them were normal—except that Zhou Xiao had a bit of a cold uterus, which meant she was not very fertile.
Finally, they went to see a gynecologist. Duan Zhao accompanied Zhou Xiao the whole way, but when he opened the door and saw the person sitting inside, his expression changed slightly.
The doctor was very young, at most not even thirty years old.
That's not important. What's important is that he's a man.
"...Since you've decided to try for a baby, it's best to avoid alcohol. Excessive drinking can lead to menstrual irregularities or even amenorrhea in women..." The man in the white coat pushed up his glasses, his tone carrying a slight warning.
Zhou Xiao nodded repeatedly, looking a little embarrassed—it was her first time visiting a gynecologist, and she hadn't expected the doctor to be a man her own age. Although she knew that doctors saw all patients equally regardless of gender, she still felt somewhat awkward discussing such a private matter so openly.
Duan Zhao mistakenly thought Zhou Xiao's blushing face was because she was shy—good heavens, she hadn't blushed when he was kidnapped and raped, nor when she was saying those lewd things to tease him, but now she's shy when she sees a strange man?!
The young doctor glanced to the side and saw the patient's family member looking at him with a sinister gaze, their eyes unreadable, but certainly not with good intentions.
"……"Help.
As they left the hospital, Duan Zhao carried some nutritional supplements. Zhou Xiao walked ahead at a pace that was almost like jogging, but Duan Zhao still managed to grab her wrist from behind.
"Why are you walking so fast? You don't even know where the car is parked." Duan Zhao still harbored a strange displeasure, mixed with wisps of jealousy—that bittersweet feeling was unbearable. It first appeared during the days when he couldn't find Zhou Xiao, mixed with panic and boundless emptiness. Now it had returned, not as intense as before, but even just a little bit was enough to make him uncomfortable for a long time.
He remembered how detached and indifferent he used to be. Women, power, money—even family and friends didn't seem particularly important to him. It was Zhou Xiao who had molded him into the possessive and psychologically twisted person he was today, so she had to take responsibility. He wanted her to only have eyes for him, to love only him, and to be able to do whatever she wanted, but only with him.
He heard his reason defend Zhou Xiao: She's a normal person. You can't forbid people from having any social interaction, can you? You can't forbid her from saying a word to someone, can you?
Duan Zhao gritted his teeth—No, absolutely not.
Zhou Xiao turned around at this moment, and Duan Zhao's somewhat unruly gaze was caught by Zhou Xiao before he could withdraw it. She stared at him for a few seconds and suddenly said, "Why do you sound a bit sarcastic to me? Who has offended you?"
Duan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. The moment Zhou Xiao finished speaking, most of the anger in his heart subsided—she cared about him a lot; she could even tell he was unhappy. He knew it; she had always liked him, and was so eager to kidnap him that she was willing to do anything to get him.
Duan Zhao was blinded by his own involvement; if Zhou Xiao knew what he was thinking, he'd think the man was insane and beyond help. What, is being desired by others something to be proud of?
However, that's what I mean—
"Did you think that male doctor was good-looking?" Duan Zhao asked tentatively, still unable to hold back his question.
Zhou Xiao looked at Duan Zhao with an expression as if he were crazy: "What does it matter to us whether it looks good or not? Your focus seems to be a bit off, doesn't it?"
She was changing the subject. Duan Zhao persisted, her demeanor remarkably similar to that of some modern girls who indulge in a little drama: "It's none of our business, yet you're staring so intently? And blushing. I think he's quite handsome. Are you tired of looking at someone like me and want a change?"
Zhou Xiao was on the verge of a breakdown. It was the first time she had ever realized that a man could be so unreasonable and demanding.
She was about to retort when, for some reason, a somewhat absurd idea suddenly popped into her head.
Duan Zhao noticed a slight change in Zhou Xiao's gaze, shifting from impatience to interest, even a half-smile: "...Why does your tone and attitude sound so off? Hmm, Duan Zhao, are you jealous?"
The moment the words left her lips, Zhou Xiao's playful expression stiffened slightly. Something she had long forgotten flashed through her mind—it seemed that during one of their passionate encounters, when she was in a daze, Duan Zhao had called her "Zhou Zhou"? She had also vaguely heard something like "I love you"?
Zhou Xiao's heart skipped a beat: "...You, you wouldn't happen to like me, would you?!"

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