[Urban] Girlfriend Story (Complete) - 21

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Chapter 22 "Pig" with a Deceitful Heart

"I still need to study tomorrow, you big pervert! Stop thinking about those lewd things! But, hehe, if I have time, I'll definitely call you, okay?~" Xiao Hui's sweet and charming voice came from the phone. Even without seeing her beautiful face, hearing her soft voice filled me with happiness.

"Tomorrow's Saturday, are you busy too? Didn't you say you've been a little tired lately? Are you sick? Should we go see a doctor?"

I gently held the phone, speaking with concern.

"Don't worry, I know how you feel~~ I'll just rest at home, no need to see a doctor~" The surroundings were silent, making Xiao Hui's sweet voice exceptionally clear and pleasant.

"Okay, but take care of yourself. Rest more this weekend and don't overwork yourself. You haven't come to keep me company in so long. Hey, I'm not used to sleeping alone anymore. I miss you so much." "Alright, alright, I'll be careful. You're nagging like a father. Tsk, you say such nice things. Saying you 'miss me' makes you want to 'bully' me when we meet. You big pervert!" Xiao Hui's soft, coquettish voice rang out.

"Hehe, how can that be 'bullying'? Every time we're in bed, you're always meowing like a kitten and 'wet' my sheets. Hey, you say I'm bullying you?"

I teased deliberately.

"You're talking nonsense! ~ I didn't do that ~ You're so annoying, you big pervert ~ You're even 'not honest' on the phone ~ I'm not talking to you anymore ~ Yingying told me to go watch TV in the living room ~ Humph ~ I'm not talking to you anymore ~ You bad boy ~" Xiaohui said coquettishly.

"Hehe ~ Okay ~ Then don't watch for too long ~ It's getting late ~ Goodnight ~ Baby ~" "Mmm ~ Okay ~ Goodnight ~" Xiaohui's heavenly voice made me feel warm all over, and the thought that such a beautiful, intelligent, and outstanding girl like Xiaohui loved me, cherished me, and was my girlfriend filled me with happiness.

But as the call ended with a click, what remained in my heart was a complex sense of guilt. It was nearly midnight, thick clouds gathered in the sky, obscuring the starlight. It was an ordinary night, yet the darkness around me felt inexplicably heavy. Perhaps it was because I was sitting in my car, parked on a quiet street corner, staring into the shadows at Xiaohui's bright window.

How could I do this? I questioned myself.

I had actually lurked outside Xiaohui's house like a stalker, watching for the movement of her figure inside, trying to confirm if she was really home, if she was telling the truth! Wasn't this a betrayal of my trust in Xiaohui? Wasn't this a betrayal of our relationship?

I raised my hand and slapped myself hard. But the oppressive guilt didn't lessen in the pain.

Watching Xiaohui's figure disappear through the blinds, and then seeing the lights come on in the living room on the first floor, and the two girls' figures resting on the sofa—I was certain that what Xiaohui had said on the phone was true. I couldn't help but feel how narrow-minded and petty I was, yet deep down I knew I had to do it.

That time on the beach, when Xiaohui was threatened by Dick, and those freshmen taught Dick a lesson, Xiaohui kept it a secret from me, and naturally, I said nothing—I guessed Xiaohui didn't want me to know anything about her contact with Dick, and I didn't want her to know that I had witnessed everything that day.

Since that day, my relationship with Xiaohui seemed normal. I didn't find any signs that Xiaohui had gotten involved with drugs again, and Dick didn't seem to be around her anymore, making me somewhat believe that Xiaohui's resistance and the threats from those freshmen had really driven away the somewhat timid Dick.

However, during the day, although Xiaohui and I still saw each other often, because Xiaohui was busy with graduation matters, we spent much less time together. And after evening, she always found excuses to go home alone, and she no longer stayed overnight at my house. At first, I simply thought it was because of our daily lovemaking, plus her recent job interviews, that she was tired and wanted to rest for a few days.

But this situation continued for a week, and I couldn't help but become increasingly worried. Had something happened? What was Xiaohui busy doing? Was she really just busy looking for a job? Or was it something related to Dico and that old flame?

When I was with Xiaohui, her pretty face was still so beautiful and radiant, her smile still so gentle and charming, that I couldn't detect anything unusual. And when I mentioned staying overnight at my place, she always made simple excuses, saying she was tired—to be honest, I hadn't had any intimate contact with Xiaohui this week, and I was indeed feeling somewhat aroused. However, that wasn't my purpose in spying on Xiaohui.

The real reason was that I hoped to find out what had happened.

After all, there were still too many questions about what happened at the beach that day. What did Xiaohui want those drugs for? Would she meet with Dico again to make a deal? Did those freshmen beat up Dico, and that was the end of it? —And all of these things, I secretly saw at the beach that day. I couldn't possibly ask Xiaohui directly, and even if I did, would she tell me the whole truth? And then what? What will become of the relationship we've so painstakingly repaired?

A few nights ago, I couldn't resist the urge to sneak over to Xiaohui's house to see what was going on, to see if everything was really as normal, to see if what she said on the phone was true.

However, each time I thought about spying on my girlfriend, about completely betraying our trust, the intense pressure and guilt made me grit my teeth and suppress the impulse.

But when Xiaohui wasn't around, the anxiety of what might happen to her, the fear that she was lying to me, the worry that I couldn't help her—this unease tormented me every moment, growing stronger and heavier each day.

Tonight, I finally couldn't hold back any longer. I secretly drove to Xiaohui's house in the evening, parked in a secluded corner, and spied on her all night.

Ironically, all my worry, my meticulous planning, my trampling of my own principles—now I realize that Xiaohui was truly at home all night, simply resting. All my anxieties were unfounded. Isn't this exactly what I wanted? Yet, I feel no satisfaction, only self-reproach, guilt, and an inexplicable unease.

This must be what they mean by "love makes people foolish, makes them mad," I thought self-deprecatingly, glancing again at the flickering lights in Xiaohui's living room, sighing sadly, starting the engine, and slowly driving away…

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The sunlight was bright and dazzling, shining through the blinds onto my bedside. I frowned, impatiently shielding my eyes from the light, picked up my phone, opened my still-sore eyes, and checked the time—it was already two in the afternoon.

It's Saturday again. The aimless life of studying abroad is so boring, so I decided to sleep in and wait for Xiaohui's call. She said last night she'd call me if she finished her own things, but now that it's this late, I'm starting to pessimistically think I won't have a chance to see her today.

But anyway, Xiaohui has been busy with graduation and job hunting lately, she must be incredibly busy. How can I keep using her alluring body as a toy to satisfy my own desires and disrupt her plans? Besides, I confirmed last night that what Xiaohui said was true, so I don't need to worry too much. I believe that after this busy period, Xiaohui and I can return to our sweet, inseparable days.

I swore I would stay by her side forever, and as her boyfriend, I should help her through this difficult time. Instead of forcing her to stay with me, I should be looking for job opportunities and connections to lend her a hand.

Thinking haphazardly, I got out of bed, took a quick shower, then, wearing a bathrobe, pulled out my old phone book and dialed a few older friends. Some were U.S. locals, others were U.S. citizens of Chinese descent, all much older than me—successful friends I'd met on the East Coast. I'd subtly asked them for help over the phone regarding Xiaohui's situation, and while most agreed immediately, I hadn't heard back recently.

Finding a job in the U.S. is indeed not easy for international students, and I didn't want to push too hard. After all my calls went to voicemail, I gave up—whether they were genuinely busy or deliberately ignoring my calls, further harassment was pointless; it was better to wait patiently and give them some leeway.

I helplessly tossed the phone aside and glanced around my room. It was a chaotic mess, littered with scattered items. When Xiaohui stayed with me, I was more mindful of tidiness, and she often helped me organize things. But this past week, without her around, not only my mood but also my room had deteriorated significantly. Bored,

I started tidying up, and while putting away a pair of jeans, a crumpled piece of paper fell from my pocket, startling me.

It must be the note Cherry gave me. I'd only glanced at it briefly and hadn't looked at it since. This past week, I'd been preoccupied with Xiaohui and completely forgotten about it.

Now, what about my promise to Cherry? Should I really steal the exam paper? I picked up the crumpled paper, looking helplessly at Cherry's handwriting: "11 Brown Street, V City, March 15th, 8:00 PM."

Many universities in the U country offer holiday courses during winter and summer breaks in addition to the two semesters a year. This allows the schools to earn more funding during the off-season, and students can save time and graduate early after completing the required credits.

Judging from the date on the note, it seems that the course Cherry mentioned is a winter break course. I didn't expect this promiscuous little devil to have a studious side, although she still had to resort to underhanded means to pass the exam.

Although it's annoying, there are still three weeks left, and I really don't want these worrying things to torment my thoughts any longer. So I simply stuffed the note into a corner of the drawer and continued to concentrate on tidying up the room.

It was already dusk, and I had finally finished cleaning the room until it was basically spotless. Then, "Beep! Beep! Beep!" My phone suddenly rang, interrupting my work.

I glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table; it was about five in the afternoon. Who would call me at this time?

I picked up the phone casually and glanced at the screen. My heart leaped with joy—it was Xiaohui calling!

Ha, this little girl, thank goodness she didn't forget about her boyfriend.

"Hi, baby, you finally remembered me~" I immediately answered the phone, teasingly.

"Hehe, you big pervert, I'm not like you, 'heartless and cunning,' how could I forget you~ Of course I'll call you if there's anything fun~" Xiaohui's silvery laughter came from the phone, mixed with loud music.

The noise made me a little curious, and I couldn't help but ask with some doubt, "Huh? Xiaohui, didn't you say you were staying home and studying? Where did you go? Still being naughty, hurry up and tell me, and see how this big pervert will 'discipline' you later~" "Hehe, I'm at Ruyun's house, they're having a party today, and they just invited me over. There's a special event here~ A lot of Chinese classmates are here, you should come too~ You know her house, right?"

Through the muffled music, Xiaohui called out happily in a soft voice.

Most international students are young people, and influenced by local trends in the US, parties are often held on weekends. However, hearing Xiaohui mention the name "Ruyun," I couldn't help but feel awkward and nervous. Xiaohui and Ruyun didn't interact much, but since we were in the same year and department, they were somewhat acquainted. However, there were many "connections" between Ruyun and me that Xiaohui didn't know, and that I absolutely couldn't let her know.

I had once spied on Ruyun and Chengjie having sex; I had discovered photos of Ruyun, Chengjie, and Rob engaging in a threesome; although I didn't know the reason, Ruyun had helped maintain my relationship with Xiaohui several times; and what I found even more unforgettable was that during the time Xiaohui was deceived and coerced by Chengjie, in my despair and helplessness, I actually had a passionate encounter with Ruyun one night!

Furthermore, Ruyun was probably the only Chinese international student besides me who knew that Xiaohui had been with Brian. Although Ruyun seemed to have never mentioned the past again, the thought of Xiaohui and I appearing together at her party, pretending to be completely unrelated to her while chatting in front of her, still made me feel strangely awkward.

But should I refuse? If I used a lame excuse, Xiaohui might start to suspect something.

"Oh, is that so… then, why didn't you wait for me… and went by yourself…?"

I asked casually, trying to come up with a solution.

"Hehe, I had to fulfill my 'senior' responsibility~ so I went to pick up those freshmen first~ By the way, you should hurry up and come too, the party just started, your house should be nearby, don't dawdle~" Xiaohui said with a playful laugh.

Ugh! Those freshmen again!

Since that incident at the beach, Xiaohui seems to have become closer to those freshmen. This week, she not only went to watch their basketball games alone several times, but also took them to an off-campus forum in downtown V city. Now, she's taking them to a party!

If I don't go and let Xiaohui continue hanging out with those freshmen, one of them might actually threaten my boyfriend's position!

"Oh... okay, baby, I'll get ready. See you later,"

I said calmly, forcing a smile.

"Okay, bye~" Xiaohui hung up the phone amidst the loud music. I stood in the room, still feeling uneasy about the party. What if Ruyun, intentionally or unintentionally, let slip something in front of Xiaohui and me? How difficult would that be to handle?

But since I'd already promised Xiaohui, and those freshmen were with her, I couldn't keep letting my girlfriend be someone else's "playmate" forever—I quickly took a shower, changed into casual clothes, and hurried out the door…

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Ruyun's house wasn't far; it was about a ten-minute drive from my house to a quiet two-story villa surrounded by pine and cypress trees. Although the weather had been warmer this week, it was still early spring, and it got dark quickly in the evening. By the time I parked my car behind a row of vehicles, got out with the wine I'd prepared as a gift, the sun had just dipped below the horizon.

I stood on the porch and, out of politeness, rang the doorbell, but listening to the loud electronic dance music playing inside, I seriously doubted whether the person inside could even hear it.

Thankfully, after a while, the door slowly opened, and Ruyun's beautiful oval face, adorned with heavy makeup, appeared in the doorway. Her black knee-length evening gown, decorated with rhinestones on the straps, was quite eye-catching. Her round, fair legs, not particularly long, were exposed outside the hem of the dress, but they were well-proportioned and fair. Paired with a pair of black lace-up high heels, she looked both elegant and sexy.

"Hi, Ruyun, long time no see,"

I said, a slightly awkward smile on my face, as I politely offered her the red wine.

"Hehe, Kefan, it really has been a long time! You've graced my home with your presence today, bringing a gift. Hehe, have you been 'lonely'?"

Ruyun smiled charmingly, her delicate white hand teasingly caressing my chest.

"Hey! Don't... what are you doing..."

I cried out in alarm, my eyes darting around in a panic.

Ruyun seemed quite pleased with my flustered reaction, immediately withdrawing her hand and giggling, "Hehe, Kefan, you're still so serious~ Don't worry, I was just joking with you~ Huizhen is inside, she won't see~ Okay, come in, the party's been going on for a while now~" "Oh... yeah..."

I breathed a sigh of relief, gave a perfunctory smile, and followed Ruyun through the door. Although I still felt a little uneasy, Ruyun's antics seemed to lessen the awkwardness somewhat.

The two-story villa was filled with about twenty or thirty people. It was lively but not crowded. Most of them looked like Chinese students, with a few U.S. students mixed in. Although Ruyun and I were both in the CIS department, I didn't know these U.S. students; I guessed they were Ruyun's friends. (Broadcast break: Still using your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

A faint smell of alcohol permeated the room, the music was quite loud, and the lighting was dim. A large area in the center of the living room had been cleared out, presumably as a dance floor, where a dozen or so slightly tipsy young men and women were swaying to the rhythm. Although the surroundings were quite lively, fortunately, there were more relatively reserved Chinese students, so the scene wasn't too chaotic.

Ruyun exchanged a few more pleasantries with me, but she was quickly called away by a strange girl who seemed to be ABC (American-born Chinese). I then wandered around the house alone, searching for Xiaohui.

The table inside was piled high with potato chips, corn chips, fruits and vegetables, and salads. There was also a wide variety of drinks and alcohol. I casually poured myself a glass of red wine mixed with soda, and chatted with the small groups of people around me while carefully scanning my surroundings.

I had passed by Ruyun's house a few times before, but had never gone inside. She shared this small building with two roommates. Although the furnishings were similar to my own—a sofa, closet, low table, floor lamp, etc.—it was more spacious, with a potted palm tree in the corner and new, elegant wallpaper on all four walls, making the whole place quite stylish.

After searching the entire first floor without finding Xiaohui, I went upstairs. In the center of the second floor was a small living room. The music wasn't as loud as downstairs. Three or four couples were lounging on the sofas, chatting and laughing, occasionally glancing at an old movie on the television.

On either side of the living room were small hallways connecting several rooms. One side had three bedrooms, presumably belonging to Ruyun and her two roommates. I didn't know her roommates well, but as far as I knew, they were girls—and I didn't want to barge into a girl's room, so I just peeked through the open door. Several girls were chatting and laughing in small groups, probably talking about girly topics. Xiaohui wasn't among them.

I couldn't help but wonder. Xiaohui should be with those new students, but I didn't see them downstairs either. Were they in the backyard? I looked out the window. The sky was almost completely dark, and the backyard was indistinct in the gloom, but there shouldn't be anyone there.

I glanced at the two rooms on the other side of the corridor. Both doors were tightly shut, but one door had a small decoration of a cartoon character taking a bath in a tub, presumably the bathroom or toilet. The other door had a palm tree ornament, its purpose unclear, but a sense of unease crept into my heart.

Damn it! Could Xiaohui and those four freshmen be in this room? What could Xiaohui, a girl, be doing hiding in the same room with those four boys, the door tightly shut? A wave of unease washed over me.

Was Xiaohui really attracted to those boys? Could they be plotting something against her? But this was a party full of international students! Could Xiaohui and them really be so bold as to be fooling around in a room? That seemed too far-fetched.

But thinking about how Xiaohui had been quite close to those freshmen lately, how those boys had been consistently defending her, and considering her beautiful face and delicate, fair body, no man could resist such attraction—it wasn't impossible for Xiaohui and those boys to actually spark something!

The thought of my beautiful girlfriend, possibly naked in that room, her fair body exposed, surrounded by four naked young men, of her pert buttocks and swaying breasts, her rosy lips and pink vulva taking turns servicing the erect penises of several boys, made my blood boil, and I almost had a nosebleed.

No, no, how could this be? I'm such a pervert, I thought to myself with a laugh. After all, at such an ordinary party, mostly attended by Chinese students, no one would be so unrestrained. Besides, Xiaohui and them didn't seem that close. And that day at the beach, she firmly said she belonged to me; she wouldn't change her mind so easily.

Even as I tried to convince myself of this, I nervously walked towards the corridor. When I reached the door, hesitating about what to do, Scott Liu's somewhat playful voice came from inside, though it was muffled by the electronic dance music, "...Hey, it's better to close the door...it's quiet...it allows me to...concentrate...and enjoy it..."

"...This...isn't appropriate...we...shouldn't...do this casually..."

Da Yi said worriedly.

"...Ah...I...am not used to it yet...ah...this position...is so uncomfortable..."

Xiaohui's sweet voice followed, immediately startling me—Xiaohui was really alone with those boys! She said "not used to this position"? What was Xiaohui saying? Were they really doing *that*?

"...Senior Huizhen...I'm so happy today...you...we came to the party...and you even stayed with us..."

Tom Li said woodenly.

"...Ah!...Xiaoyi...you really...how could...you...go in again...without even preparing for me...it's so annoying...it's happened so many times...you just know how to bully...senior..."

Xiaohui's coquettish voice came again.

God! This can't be! What does Xiaohui mean by "go in again"? Does it mean the man's penis "went in again"? Could it be that the scene in the room is really those freshmen taking turns thrusting their penises into Xiaohui's honey hole?

Although Xiaohui had been humiliated by other men before, she was forced to do so. Moreover, Xiaohui has always tried her best to maintain her image at V University. Now, at this party full of international students, how could she be so promiscuous as to have a 5P with four men in the room?!

"I must have misunderstood. This is impossible," I thought, trying my best to keep calm. I managed to shake off my obsessive thoughts and grabbed the doorknob, ready to push the door open and see what was going on.

But then I suddenly heard Xiao Yi gesturing wildly inside, which made me even more flustered. I froze outside the door. "...Senior...you think...you should take that off...it'll be more convenient...it'll feel more comfortable..."

"Hmm...okay...then...like this...right?"

After a while, Xiao Hui asked softly.

"Hmm...yes...just put it here...and...slowly...back and forth...hmm...yes...use some force..."

Xiao Yi continued.

"Ah...like this...it's a bit dry...it's hurting me here...you really are..."

Xiao Hui complained.

"Okay...how about this...is it better now..."

"Hmm...it seems...better...then...continue..."

Xiao Hui murmured softly, and at the same time, rhythmic "slap~slap~slap~" sounds came from inside the room, as if flesh was really colliding!

Damn it! What's going on!

Xiao Yi ordered Xiao Hui to "take off" something, but it's "more comfortable" now! What's "hurting" Xiao Hui again! And what's with that "slap~slap~" sound!

Heavens! Could it really be inside, with Xiao Yi supporting his senior's plump, white buttocks, caressing my beloved girlfriend's smooth, bare back, lubricating his penis with saliva, and then repeatedly thrusting into Xiao Hui's tender, tight vagina from behind, his crotch slamming against her white, soft buttocks with loud slapping sounds?! My heart was

filled with surprise, anger, panic, and excitement. My hand involuntarily loosened its grip on the doorknob, hanging limply to the side. My mind was a mess, not knowing what to do. But suddenly, the door in front of me was violently pulled open, and a girl's cheerful voice rang out, "Okay~ you guys play first, I'll go get you some drinks~" Who is it?! What should I do?! Faced with everything inside, what should I say?!

I looked in shock into the room. Standing in the doorway was a girl wearing a black and white dress with a fluffy, lace-trimmed skirt. Looking at her round face, which had a certain charm—it was Yingying!

My eyes widened in surprise, and I abruptly looked behind her. The scene that appeared left me stunned—four boys in casual clothes, all still dressed neatly, were scattered around Xiaohui. My gaze immediately focused on Xiaohui, and I looked her up and down with worry and panic.

Xiaohui stood sideways in the center of the room, her head slightly tilted back. Her already stunningly beautiful face, enhanced by her well-placed light makeup, was now breathtakingly beautiful. Coupled with her cascading, slightly wavy long hair and her fair, translucent skin, she was like a fairy who had stepped out of a painting. Although Xiaohui was already my girlfriend, I still became captivated by her indescribable beauty whenever I saw her exquisite face. I stared at her for a long time, seemingly lost in thought, but I quickly regained my composure and looked down at her delicate body with concern.

She wore a flowing gold silk dress, the robe-like gown draped over her shoulders by two delicate straps tied with bows, seemingly ready to fall at any moment. A wide silver belt cinched her slender waist, accentuating her ample bosom while maintaining an elegant and fashionable air. The flowing, thin skirt barely covered the middle of her thighs, revealing half of her fair, smooth legs and exceptionally long, slender calves. The high-waisted silver belt and gold strappy heels further emphasized her already model-like, perfectly proportioned legs, making them appear even taller and more captivating.

Whew! Thank goodness! Although Xiaohui's dress was slightly revealing, at least her clothes were still intact—meaning nothing had happened. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But what exactly had just happened? A wave of doubt washed over me. I shifted my gaze from Xiaohui to the room—it was rather empty. A few wooden chairs and a low table surrounded the room, and in the center stood a purple velvet pool table with several pool balls and cues leaning against the wall. Beside Xiaohui, on the back of what appeared to be her gold long-sleeved dress gloves, lay what looked like she had just taken off. A basin of talcum powder sat on a stand nearby, and she was patting her hands, gently brushing off the excess powder.

Damn it! I had completely misunderstood; they were playing pool!

A huge weight lifted from my heart. I cursed myself for my twisted and obsessive delusion. Standing at the doorway, I felt weak and didn't know what to say. Yingying, however, spotted me immediately. After a slight surprise, she exclaimed sweetly, "Brother Kefan? You're here~" Xiaohui also looked towards the door upon hearing the voice, her pretty face showing a mixture of surprise and joy. She giggled and whimpered, "Hehe, Kefan, you're finally here! You've been so slow~ Come on over and help me, didn't you say you're really good at billiards?~" "Hi, Senior Kefan~" Several boys nearby also greeted me one after another.

"Oh...hi, hello everyone,"

I said casually, glancing at the people around me. Then, I bit my tongue, quickly calming myself down, and looked at Xiaohui's beautiful face, pretending to be relaxed. "Hey, what's wrong? Did someone bully you, senior?"

"Ugh, come over here, stop being sarcastic~ Help me crush them all~ Hehe~" Under the influence of alcohol, Xiaohui's cheeks were slightly flushed, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement and joy. She pouted and said to me coquettishly.

I smiled inwardly, put down my glass, and banished the random thoughts that had been swirling in my mind. With a smile, I joined the game…

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And so, Xiaohui, Yingying, and I formed one team, while four other boys formed another, and we started playing pool. My skill level was significantly higher than most of the boys; only Xiaoyi had some real ability. However, I was paired with two girls who were completely clueless, so the game was fairly evenly matched.

But with a youthful and beautiful girl like Xiaohui by my side, and a slightly immature beauty like Yingying, who cared about winning or losing? The boys were naturally having a blast at the pool table, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye. I felt it was just right; I didn't have to go out with Xiaohui to face Ruyun, avoiding unnecessary awkwardness.

Under the influence of alcohol, Xiao Hui's delicate and perfect face became increasingly flushed with a charming blush, and her beautiful eyes were mixed with a hazy intoxication. She became less and less concerned about her image as a "senior sister". Sometimes she would casually joke with a few boys, and sometimes she would whisper in Yingying's ear, giggling like a little girl.

Holding the cue stick, Xiaohui confidently assumed the standard posture she had just learned. Her smooth, pink feet, clad in gold strappy high heels, stretched her long, slender legs straight, her pink buttocks raised high, as if the snow-white cleft of her buttocks was about to peek out from under her skirt. She then bent her wasp waist deeply, letting her full, round breasts gently press against the table, her slender arms moving the cue stick with a practiced air, slowly aiming. But this caused her deep, alluring cleavage and the smooth, white flesh of her breasts to provocatively peek out from under the gold silk of her bodice, revealing a seductive half-exposed view. I seemed to completely forget about the game, only feeling my mouth go dry.

Although Yingying's figure wasn't as perfect and hot as Xiaohui's, her shapely, fair legs, paired with black high heels, and her delicate, fleshy breasts in a low-cut evening gown, were also quite alluring. Besides staring at Xiaohui, I couldn't help but glance at her a couple of times.

However, the freshmen were unusually reserved. Although the alcohol had flushed their faces, they still dared not look at the two girls' voluptuous figures, especially since I was next to Xiaohui, making them even more reluctant to look directly at her half-exposed, alluring body.

But Xiaohui's ethereal beauty and seductive figure were not easily resisted by any man. While the freshmen dared not look directly at Xiaohui, I am a man too, and I understand men's hearts—I was certain that the moment their gaze swept over Xiaohui, their peripheral vision seemed to bend and converge on her graceful, snow-white body, as if trying to imprint the beauty in their minds. In that instant, they were intently staring at Xiaohui's delicate white arms, slender legs, her barely concealed buttocks, and her full, snow-white breasts that seemed to burst from her neckline at any moment, tightly stretched by the fabric.

Watching the young boys steal glances at Xiaohui, who was dressed provocatively, and seeing their blushing faces, looking both timid and eager, I felt a slight thrill at the thought of exposing my girlfriend, and a wry smile. I couldn't help but think to myself, "These young boys are so shy, and they're so respectful to Xiaohui. Maybe I'm just being paranoid. It seems Xiaohui really isn't in any danger with them."

Around eight or nine in the evening, the music downstairs suddenly subsided, and Ruyun's impeccable English blared from the speakers, "...Thank you everyone for coming to my party. I hope you all had a great time... Today, I have some important news to announce. Please come to the living room on the first floor..."

Hearing Ruyun's voice, I was curious. What was Ruyun going to announce? I looked at Xiaohui beside me and casually asked, "Isn't today just a regular weekend party? Do you know what she's going to announce, Xiaohui?"

"Hehe, how would I know? We'll find out when we go downstairs!"

Xiaohui's flushed face couldn't hide her smile, and her large, beautiful eyes shone brightly and mischievously as she looked at me.

"Oh, so you already knew, didn't you? Come on, tell me the truth,"

I said deliberately, grabbing Xiaohui's soft hand.

"Yeah, Senior Huizhen, stop keeping us in suspense, just tell us,"

Scott Liu and Xiaoyi chimed in.

"Hehe, who said I knew~ You guys are so talkative, come down with me~" Xiaohui said softly, pouting her red lips with a mischievous look, then pulled my hand and headed downstairs.

I shrugged, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and was pulled down the stairs by Xiaohui, while the other freshmen and Yingying whispered among themselves as they followed us down.

Although there weren't many people in the room, it didn't feel crowded when we got to the living room, but there were still several layers of people around. Ruyun was in the center of the crowd, holding a microphone, standing on a small lectern that looked like it had been put up somewhere. Xiaohui and I stopped on the last few steps of the stairs, using the height to look over the crowd at the small lectern.

The ABC girl who had just called Ruyun away reappeared beside her, smiling and exchanging a few words with Ruyun. I guessed this girl must be one of Ruyun's roommates. Then, this girl with tanned skin, wearing a tight-fitting evening dress, took the microphone, stood on the small podium, and happily announced in U.S.-accented English, "Ladies and gentlemen, on this beautiful evening, hee hee, I am honored to announce that our lovely, beautiful, sexy, and charming Miss Evelyn is getting engaged to Mr. Max!~~~" After a moment of silence, led by several rather lively U.S. young people, the living room erupted in screams, whistles, and deafening applause!

What! Ruyun is getting engaged!

Although engagement isn't exactly a world-shaking event, the thought of a girl who had been intimate with me about six months ago, a girl who had dated numerous boyfriends from various countries, a girl I had never associated with marriage, suddenly getting engaged—the astonishment in my heart was indescribable.

Amidst applause, Ruyun stood before the small stage surrounded by the crowd, her hands clasped shyly in front of her, her face showing a joyful and bashful expression, smiling like a lady. Then, a tall, middle-aged white man in a sharp suit, with long hair and a slightly messy beard, emerged from the crowd. He looked at Ruyun with a pious expression, then knelt down on one knee in front of her, holding up a sparkling diamond engagement ring, and asked in a low voice in English, "Evelyn, will you marry me?"

I stared at the middle-aged white man named Max, and suddenly recalled that about two months ago, in that elegant, high-society Blue V Club, in a corner seat, he had been holding Ruyun, his large hand reaching under her skirt between her legs, smugly digging and probing, and after I interrupted him, he had rudely and verbally abused her. Wasn't this the same man?

Ruyun had actually chosen him! Although I didn't have much affection for Ruyun, looking at her youthful and beautiful face, and thinking that she was going to get engaged to a middle-aged white man from the U.S. who seemed to be more than ten years older than her and somewhat hypocritical, I still felt a little sorry for her.

But then I thought, Ruyun is already twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, and has had so many experiences in "relationships" and "bedrooms." Perhaps she really wants to settle down. Besides, Ruyun is fashionable, intelligent, and has a bit of charm; her standards are certainly not low. But given her reputation, it's not easy to find someone among the international students who is a good match for her and with whom she can have a serious relationship. For Ruyun, choosing a U.S. man who seems to have some status might be both a reasonable and a helpless choice.

Recalling that rainy night, Ruyun's naked, fair, and fleshy body, her legs wrapped around my waist, her soft buttocks straddling my hips, her hot, fleshy hole stroking my penis while passionately kissing me—even though I already have the absolutely more outstanding and charming Xiaohui by my side, perhaps men are all greedy. I still feel a faint sense of longing and jealousy.

A fleeting thought flashed through my mind: Ruyun's shy voice saying "I love to," followed by another burst of boisterous cheers, pulled me back to reality.

To the accompaniment of soothing classical music, watching Ruyun extend her small hand for Max to put the engagement ring on her finger, Xiaohui gently leaned into my arms, softly murmuring, "Hmm... Ruyun is so lucky..."

I softly hummed in agreement, saying nothing more, and gently pulled Xiaohui's soft body closer...

After the small engagement ceremony, the party continued even more enthusiastically. Xiaohui and Yingying, on a whim, decided to go to the backyard to look at the stars. The other freshmen naturally didn't complain, and as for me, since I could avoid running into Ruyun, I joined them, holding wine glasses, in the slightly chilly courtyard, chatting idly and gazing up at the seemingly distant yet near starry sky.

Around 11 PM, the party was about to end, and people gradually left Ruyun's house. Xiaohui was slightly tipsy, her pretty face flushed with a charming blush. She swayed in her high heels, her steps unsteady.

Naturally, I couldn't let her drive anymore, so I went to take the freshmen home first, letting her rest at Ruyun's. Around midnight, I returned to Ruyun's house to pick up Xiaohui. Only seven or eight girls remained, chatting with Ruyun about women's topics. Xiaohui, meanwhile, was already fast asleep on the sofa, her rosy lips slightly pouting, a sweet look on her face.

I thought tonight would pass by in the quiet after the hustle and bustle, but then my gaze fell on Xiaohui's phone beside her. I gently picked it up, and the dark screen instantly lit up. The text message clearly read—"Tomorrow night, 6 PM; see you in the lecture hall," and the sender was a name that made me grit my teeth: "Dico"...

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The darkness of the night, like an unseen beast lurking in the shadows, pressed down silently, creating a suffocating unease. I took Xiaohui home, and now I've been tossing and turning in bed for over an hour, but countless thoughts are swirling in my mind, making it impossible for me to fall asleep.

For the past week, Dico hasn't contacted Xiaohui at all. Why would he suddenly want to meet her? Is Dico still after Xiaohui's body? However, Xiao Hui and those other freshmen all have dirt on Dick, so he probably wouldn't dare to act recklessly...

Thinking of Dick, I felt a complex sense of disgust—Dick was obese and ugly, and had once threatened Xiao Hui with marijuana, trying to take advantage of her. Just thinking about his fat face made me feel nauseous and angry; but on the other hand, his obesity, his isolation from his classmates, and even his dislike by the professors—perhaps all of this wasn't his fault, but rather an injustice from heaven. Thinking about all this, I felt a pang of pity for him.

But no matter what, if he harms Xiaohui, I can't just ignore it. What should I do? Should I stop them from meeting? But that would mean confronting Xiaohui or Dick. What if Xiaohui found out I discovered her and Dick's past drug dealings? How would I explain?

Should I pretend to know nothing and let things develop? But if that happens, and Xiaohui is in danger, I'll regret it. I had no answers, only a feeling of utter helplessness. Staring at the dark ceiling, I kept replaying Xiaohui's bright and beautiful face in my mind. I don't know when I finally fell into a deep, exhausted sleep.

Early Sunday morning, I was disturbed by the noise of cars outside my window. Looking at the somewhat gloomy sky, I felt even more depressed and uneasy. Countless times I tried to convince myself to trust Xiaohui and not to add to my worries—but by about four in the afternoon, I finally couldn't suppress my anxiety and restlessness any longer. I rushed out the door, jumped into my car, and drove towards V University, my mind racing the whole way.

Ideally, Xiaohui would ignore Dico and not show up at V University; otherwise, I would have to find a suitable place to spy on her and wait for the right opportunity.

If Xiaohui was indeed involved with drugs, I would need to find the key and wait for the right moment to help her break her habit; but if Dico still harbored ill intentions, I would have to stage a "hero saves the damsel in distress" and teach this disgusting fat guy a lesson. Although the excuse of "occasionally coming to school" was a bit far-fetched, it was a necessary choice.

After arriving at the campus, I parked my car in a remote parking lot and nervously walked towards Building M, where Xiaohui's finance department was located.

Walking through the campus, where only a few people were around on the weekend, gazing at the gray sky overcast with dark clouds, I repeatedly reviewed my plan. While not exactly meticulously planned, it was at least somewhat prepared. I carefully scanned my surroundings to avoid seeing any familiar faces, then slowly entered the building through the main entrance.

I made my way to the lecture hall on the third floor, encountering one or two students who seemed to be there to study along the way, making me even more cautious. Only after confirming that no one was around did I begin trying different positions and angles outside the door, trying to figure out how to observe everything inside the classroom without being easily spotted.

After some effort, around five o'clock, I encountered an unexpected problem—where could I hide before Xiaohui and Dike arrived, so that I could remain undetected while still knowing their movements?

At night, the electronic locks on the classrooms are all locked, and only professors and graduate students from the finance department have the keys, so I had no way to hide inside. Hiding in a corner of the corridor was obviously out of the question, as I would easily be spotted. Hiding in the bushes on campus wasn't a good option either, because police cars often patrolled, and I didn't dare to hide furtively.

After wandering around the building for a long time, I checked the time and it was already a little past six o'clock. I felt sweat beading on my forehead, and my anxiety was growing. I had no choice but to make my last decision—I hid in the restroom near the lecture hall entrance. Although I couldn't see what was happening outside, I could roughly guess whether someone had passed by just by hearing footsteps and noises.

I pushed open the door to the restroom, and a pungent smell of urine mixed with chemicals hit me, making me feel nauseous. I frowned, glancing around. The space wasn't large; there were scattered graffiti on the walls, and the non-slip tile floor was relatively clean. Along one wall were six or seven urinals, some littered with cigarette butts, chewing gum, and yellowish urine—making me think to myself that while U.S. people are generally considered to have high levels of civility, the behavior of some individuals was still questionable.

Opposite the urinals were two stalls, and on the same side were four sinks with mirrors. The stall doors were all tightly closed, and in front of each door was a plastic sign with the words "Under Repair; Unavailable" written in red on a white background.

After confirming no one was around, I approached the door, holding my breath, checking the time on my phone, and quietly waiting for any sound outside. The sealed environment, the increasingly stuffy weather, and the surrounding silence made me even more uneasy. Around 6:05, heavy, slow footsteps finally came from outside.

The sound drew closer, stopping at the lecture hall door. Amidst the heavy breathing, I suddenly heard a cynical, accented English voice complaining, "Shit! This Asian slut, she's not going to stand me up, is she?!"

Damn it! It really was Dick's voice! Who would want to see that obese fat man? And he even called Xiao Hui a slut! I cursed inwardly, clenching my fists in anger.

However, another ten minutes passed, and all I heard outside was Dick's cursing—maybe Xiao Hui wouldn't come, maybe nothing would happen today, I prayed silently.

But even though I was unwilling, after a long while, I heard Dick's sudden, piercing shout, "Hey! Come on! Willa, you're finally here! Why did you keep me waiting so long! Hey, you look so ladylike today, so pretty!" Damn it! My heart sank. Xiao Hui still came—was it still about those drugs? Was she still worried about the recording Dick had? My mind was filled with doubt, and I could only continue listening quietly.

The "clack-clack" of high heels echoed in the empty corridor, rhythmically approaching. A moment later, a girl's angelic voice, speaking fluent English, came from outside the door, "I don't want to see you at all! What do you want to say? Hurry up and say it, I don't want anyone seeing me with you!" Hearing Xiaohui's cold, dismissive words, it seemed she no longer wanted anything to do with Dick.

"Come on! Don't be so cold! Just because I'm fat! Willa, this is typical 'discrimination'! You know, I've never discriminated against you or Kevin just because you're Asian! Hey! I consider you friends!" Dick said casually.

Damn it! You obese fat man, you have the right to discriminate against others! What a waste of all the politeness I usually show him! Hearing Dick's shameless voice, I cursed inwardly.

"Dick, stop talking nonsense~ I don't want to hear any of this. Don't contact me again~ I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore, and I don't need your 'goods'~" Xiao Hui's cold and somewhat annoyed voice rang out.

"Hey, don't be so heartless~ Last time at the beach, for no reason, you made me get beaten up, and you kicked me so hard!~ That's not right!~ I couldn't walk for days~ Come on! You didn't even apologize?"

Facing Xiao Hui's cold words, Dick didn't seem to get angry, and spoke in a string of words.

"Well... back then you wanted to take advantage of me, and... and you were going to reveal the 'goods' stuff, so I had no choice but to do it,"

Xiao Hui seemed apologetic, her voice softening slightly, "Then how about this, 'I'm sorry,' Dick, I'll pay for the medical expenses, okay?"

Damn it! This Dick was clearly the one who had ill intentions towards Xiaohui, yet he dared to claim he was beaten "for no reason," and even lied about not being able to walk—a classic case of the thief crying "stop thief!" Although Xiaohui sometimes puts on a cold and aloof facade, she's still too kind and naive at heart, not wanting to see others hurt. Dick's words softened Xiaohui's voice, making me a little worried.

"Willia~ Hey!~ You know, I'm always the gentlest and most caring with girls~ You don't need to apologize or pay anything, just listen quietly to what I have to say~ I won't bring up the past anymore, and, hehe, I've deleted the recording of you and that old flame, man! You know~ you and Kevin are both my friends~ and I'm the most compassionate and humanitarian!~ How about it?"

Damn it! This disgusting plague, always spouting nonsense! And why is he suddenly being so kind?

"Hmm…"

Seemingly having heard about the recording, Xiaohui's voice held hesitation and worry. After a moment's pause, she said sweetly, "Okay... what do you want to say... wait until I open the classroom door..."

"Hey!~ The classroom isn't secluded enough, come here with me~" As soon as Dico finished speaking, Xiaohui's surprised exclamation rang out, "What! That's the men's restroom! I don't want to go there!~" What's going on?! I was immediately shocked. Dico actually wanted to go to the men's restroom with Xiaohui! What was Dico planning? Did he have ulterior motives towards Xiaohui?! But there were still students in the building. If Xiaohui screamed for help, Dico wouldn't be able to succeed. He wouldn't be so foolish!

Furthermore, what made me even more helpless was—I hadn't expected to be so unlucky. My carefully planned scheme had only backfired. Now I was hiding in the restroom, not only would I be discovered, but I also had nowhere to escape!

My mind was in a chaotic frenzy, trying to come up with a solution, when Dick's confident voice rang out again from outside the door, "Willa, don't worry, this is the most remote restroom, nobody comes here~ But, you know!~ I don't care, but the classroom has surveillance cameras on weekends, and we'll be seen in the hallway~ Hey!~ You don't want us to be seen talking about 'you-know-what,' do you~" "You…"

Xiaohui murmured hesitantly, and after a while, her voice, both shy and helpless, slowly rang out, "Okay… but… you have to finish quickly… and… promise not to contact me again…" "

Of course~ of course~" Dick hurriedly agreed.

Damn it! Xiaohui actually agreed! Although she usually seems incredibly intelligent, her flaw is that she's too trusting. Perhaps coupled with Dick's obese and foolish appearance, and their past familiarity, Xiaohui was actually fooled by Dick's simple lie. Although I couldn't guess Dico's intentions, I felt uneasy, as if Xiaohui was following Dico's plan step by step into some unknown trap.

What should I do? If I were knocked down, I would have no way to explain myself! What's worse, I didn't have time to think. Dico's heavy footsteps and the light clatter of Xiaohui's high heels were approaching the bathroom door.

My mind was in complete chaos. I gritted my teeth and rushed into the stall as fast as I could. Then, I reached out from under the door to place the sign outside to prevent being seen, and hurriedly half-squatted on the toilet—at the same time, the bathroom door was pushed open. Dico, panting heavily, growled, "See that! Man! Just like I said, no one will be here!" My heart pounded with tension. I quickly covered my nose and mouth, held my breath, and listened to every movement outside. Dico's slow, heavy footsteps entered the bathroom, followed by the hurried clatter of Xiaohui's high heels.

"Okay, go ahead and say it~" Xiaohui urged anxiously after the door creaked shut.

"Hey! Don't rush me~ Man! Let me catch my breath~" It seemed that just walking made Dico, with his enormous fat, pant heavily.

Hearing that they didn't seem to have noticed me, I felt a little relieved. I figured that with Dico's heavy, pig-like breathing, he and Xiaohui wouldn't hear me. Taking advantage of the noisy breathing, I carefully pressed my face against the crack in the door and boldly peeked into the bathroom. Dico's abnormally

obese body almost squeezed around the corner. His round head was like a gourd, his thick chin and cheeks were covered with stubble, and with some bald patches of short hair on his head, he looked extremely disgusting. He was wearing a large, brownish-brown t-shirt that covered his belly, which was more than a meter in diameter and was damp with sweat. He could only be described as "fat to the point of being dripping with oil."

Dick's two elephant-like legs were clad in jeans with sack-like cuffs, dragging his body, which was less than 1.7 meters tall but probably weighed four or five hundred pounds. Although his limbs were abnormally large, his hands and feet were the size of a normal person's, making him look like a cone made of fat. This twisted disharmony was extremely unsightly.

Damn it! How could there be such an ugly and obese person in the world! Although I usually hold the concept of "treating disabled people equally," looking at Dick in front of me, my disgust had long since overwhelmed my pity, and I couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Looking behind Dick, in stark contrast to his fat and disgusting body, Xiao Hui's graceful figure suddenly appeared before me. Perhaps Xiao Hui was also worried about meeting Dick, so she was dressed very conservatively, but even so, it could not hide her beauty in the slightest.

Without any embellishment, Xiaohui's skin is snow-white and delicate, making all girls envious; without makeup, her lips are naturally red and her teeth are white, and her large eyes are captivating like a dream; her smooth, black hair cascades down to her waist in slight curls, and paired with her uniquely delicate and distinct, soft yet heroic features, she is as beautiful as a fairy without any external adornment.

Xiao Hui was wearing a purple chiffon short-sleeved sweater. Although the neckline was tied high, looking at her fair, lotus-root-like arms outside the embroidered lace sleeves, one could imagine the softness of her skin, as if it could drip water. Looking at the fabric of her sweater stretched taut at the chest, as if it were about to burst, and the bulging and deformed embroidery patterns, one could imagine the amazingly plump breasts hidden underneath. And looking at the contrasting waist below her chest and ribs, where the sweater tightened, one could imagine her slender, firm, and smooth waist that could be grasped in one hand.

Looking down, Xiaohui was wearing a simple black pair of tight-fitting jeans. Although they carefully covered her legs, the tight fit still revealed the round, perky curves of her buttocks, almost enough to hold an object. Her long, slender legs were still visible, their perfect curves making any woman envious. Her white high-heeled sandals with transparent "X" straps revealed her fair, pink, and smooth little feet. Her snow-white, delicate arches, her agate-like toes, and the pinkish-orange hues of her toes and soles made her look incredibly charming and lovely, yet also alluring, simply irresistible.

Watching the stunningly beautiful Xiao Hui follow the obese Dico into the filthy men's restroom, seeing Dico's lecherous eyes sizing up Xiao Hui's delicate body, and seeing the helpless and shy look on Xiao Hui's beautiful face, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. What was the point of all my worry and suspicion this week! Now Xiao Hui was actually meeting the obese Dico in this men's restroom!

I was filled with hatred and anger, but I didn't know whether to blame myself for not being able to stop it, to blame Xiao Hui for keeping it all from me, or to blame fate for its cruel mockery of Xiao Hui and me—but not only was I powerless to stop it, I could only hide here and pray that I wouldn't be discovered.

Xiao Hui entered the restroom, her eyebrows furrowing slightly. She grumbled with a mixture of worry and disgust, "Ugh! Heavens! This smells so bad! Are all men's restrooms this disgusting?! What are you trying to say? Just say it! I can't stand it here!" "Hey! This is what men smell like! Come on! When you're sucking your handsome boyfriends' dicks, why don't you complain about the stench?"

Dico said sarcastically, his small eyes scanning Xiao Hui's body.

"Pah! You're so filthy! I'm not going to argue with you anymore! I'm leaving!" Xiao Hui's face flushed with anger. She stomped her foot and turned to leave.

Dico quickly growled, "No! Willa! Okay, okay! Don't go! Come on! Listen to me, okay?"

Xiao Hui didn't speak, stopping her graceful steps. She turned around, pouting her red lips, her beautiful eyes fixed on Dico with dissatisfaction, waiting for his words.

Through the crack in the door, I saw Dick carrying a blue backpack. He bent down and laboriously pulled an envelope out. Then, the mocking expression on his fat face changed to a pitiful look as he handed the letter to Xiaohui, saying in a low voice, "Willia... I'm sorry... Actually... I didn't want to tell you... When Brian mocked me before, you were always the one who spoke up for me... I'm very grateful to you... But, man!... I really can't stand it alone..." What kind of letter was Dick holding? What was he planning? Watching Dick's actions and expression, a strange doubt rose in my heart.

Looking at Dick's earnest and pitiful expression, Xiaohui seemed a little at a loss as well. She took the envelope and murmured softly, "You... what's wrong?"

"This was sent to me by the V University Student Center... Damn!... You can see for yourself..." Dick said softly, a hint of sorrow even appearing in his usually dissatisfied eyes.

Xiao Hui unfolded the letter with a puzzled look, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as she looked at the paper. After reading only a few lines, a flicker of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes. She abruptly looked up at Dico and exclaimed softly, "What! Why? You've been expelled from V University?"

"Hmph! Why! It's all because of your 'heroic' juniors! Come on! Look down, it's clearly written inside: 'Media sources prove... recently, in public places on the beach... attempted to harass female international students...' This is a conspiracy and a frame-up!" Dico said in a tone that was both pitiful and accusing.

"Impossible... How could they do this... Why..."

Xiao Hui's starry eyes were filled with unease as she quickly scanned the letter, her expression growing increasingly gloomy, as if Dico's words were true.

"'How could they do this?' Can't you guess? In their eyes, you're an 'angel,' how could you know a fat guy like me, let alone be involved with drugs! You know, they must think I tricked you into coming to the beach. To further demonstrate their 'loyalty,' they must think that kicking me out of school is doing you a good deed, right?" Dico patted his belly, speaking with conviction.

What! Dico was expelled from V University!

I felt a shock, but even more so, a sense of schadenfreude—this obese plague god was finally kicked out of university! For being so greedy and despicable, he finally got his comeuppance!

But then, a thought struck me, and I immediately felt something was wrong—Dico had tried to blackmail Xiaohui with drugs and a recording, and Xiaohui's bargaining chip was Dico's possession of drugs, which made Dico afraid of being expelled from university!

Now, it seems those freshmen were being clever, trying to protect Xiaohui, and secretly reported the photo of Dico forcibly grabbing Xiaohui, intending to expel Dico from school. But they have no idea what the truth is! This is completely counterproductive!

I was worried that their impulsive and naive actions would cause trouble, but I never imagined that they would put Xiaohui in such a predicament—Dico has already been expelled, and even if he is accused of possessing marijuana, it's not a serious crime. He's already "a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water," and if he threatens her again, Xiaohui will lose all her leverage. What should she do then?

Xiaohui seemed to have considered these possibilities as well. Her large, beautiful eyes flickered with unease as she tentatively asked, "But... how come I knew absolutely nothing about this...? Wouldn't the university investigate? Why did they just... expel you?"

"Hmph! ~ It's all because I was deceived by a woman~" Dico said slowly, seemingly innocent. "There was a girl, in our freshman year, we were really close~ you know~ that kind of relationship~ hey! ~ But one time, after we had a fight, she actually got a picture of us arguing and said I was going to rape her~ come on! ~ how could that be~ she scammed me out of several thousand yuan, and then she still reported me to the university! ~ That time, the university gave me a very serious warning~ hmph! ~ it seems they won't give me a second chance~" Listening to Dico's story, I became even more worried. Although Dico looked like a kind and easygoing person, he was actually a narrow-minded cynic. He had been deceived by a woman before, and now he was expelled because of Xiaohui. How could he simply let it go?

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... I really didn't know about this. Let me go back and ask those freshmen, and talk to the university... Maybe, I can salvage the situation?"

Xiao Hui's pretty face was filled with panic and unease, her beautiful eyes fixed on Dico as she cautiously offered her advice.

"Salvage the situation! That letter clearly stated that it was the final decision of the Student Management Center—and it strictly forbids me from contacting anyone involved! Humph! If I meet you now, they could expel me again!" Dico growled in dissatisfaction, but then, tears seemed to well up in his small eyes as he pitifully said, "I know I'm fat, everyone treats me like a pig, nobody wants to talk to me, but Willa, lately, every time you need marijuana, haven't I been the one to get it for you, whether you smoke it or sell it, come on!—I've given it all to you for free, never questioning it—and, about you and Brian, about you and that old flame, haven't I been keeping it from Kevin?—I'm your and Kevin's friend—man!—Why do you have to treat me like this?"

"Dico, no... I didn't do this to you... I really didn't know... I'm sorry... you... this..."

Faced with a sobbing, obese man who held leverage over her, Xiaohui was at a loss. Standing before Dico, her beautiful face was filled with helplessness and unease, unsure of what to say.

"Now... uh... Willa, because of you, I've been expelled... uh... you know! Those records mean I can never go to university again! What can a fat guy like me do! Uh... I'll have to live on welfare for the rest of my life!" Dico growled like a pig being slaughtered, his sobs growing louder.

Damn! Looking at Dico's disgusting, snot-covered face, I was shocked. Was Dico going to use a self-inflicted injury as a ploy? Xiaohui had always been a soft-hearted girl; she absolutely couldn't be fooled by Dico!

Seeing Dico's pained expression, Xiaohui seemed genuinely moved with pity. She took a half-step forward, her beautiful eyes looking at Dico, who was shorter than her but weighed four or five times more. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, comforting him in a soft, sweet voice, "Don't say that... really... really sorry... it's my fault... I should have told those freshmen... Don't worry, I... I'll think of something... maybe... there's a way..."

Dico glanced up at Xiaohui's beautiful face, taking the opportunity to grab her soft hand, continuing his piercing sobs, "You... uh... don't try to fool me with these empty words... uh... maybe you're secretly laughing inside... uh... laughing at this unlucky fatso... uh... let me tell you, Willa... I'll give you back those drugs... I'll keep your secret... uh... if you're really... sorry... then... then... make it up to me with your body..." Make it up to me with his body! This fat bastard, this obese scoundrel! He finally revealed his beastly nature, actually wanting Xiao Hui's perfect, fair body to compensate him, acting as if he were still innocent. I really underestimated him!

Xiao Hui's pretty face turned cold, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she suddenly pulled back her jade hand, took half a step back, and stared at Dico, scolding him, "You~ you're delusional!~~ I said~ I wouldn't betray Kevin!~~ I'll try to help you with your matter~" "Don't be so heartless~~ uh~ let me finish~" Dico said as if crying, then slowly bent his spherical body and took out a cell phone and a plastic wrap containing marijuana from his backpack.

Seeing Dico's actions, Xiaohui panicked and immediately cried out in a flustered tone, "You...you can't threaten him! Those marijuana...you have no evidence. Even if you tell someone...no one will believe you...and...that recording only has moaning sounds, it's not even clear if it's someone else. Kevin won't believe you, and the same goes for Brian's matter—don't even think about it!" Looking at Xiaohui's panicked face, her bright, earnest eyes, and her still stubbornly resisting demeanor, a surge of warm affection and regret welled up in my heart—yes, Xiaohui has always loved me, always wanted to be mine. It's all my fault, all the cruel joke of fate, that she was once helplessly humiliated by others!

I gritted my teeth, thinking, although I can't go out now, as long as Xiaohui perseveres through this, I must not let her down later. I must resolve Dico's matter, teach him a lesson, and make him never dare to talk nonsense again!

Unexpectedly, Dick didn't press further. Instead, he continued to cry in a shrill, piercing voice, "Willia... uh... you... misunderstood... uh... come on... uh... I didn't mean to threaten you... I never wanted to hurt you... you know me..." As he spoke, Dick threw his phone into the urinal, emptied his backpack, and pushed over a dozen plastic bags in front of Xiaohui. He

then knelt down on the ground with a thud, his fat face covered in snot, wailing disgustingly, "... uh... I know these can't threaten you... uh!... I didn't really mean to threaten you... these marijuana... I have no use for them... you can have them all... you know... I've always admired you... I envy you... uh... just seeing you a few more times makes me happy... I know you hate me, this 'fat pig'... uh!... man!... God is my witness... everything I said is true... I've said everything... if you want to leave, then leave..." Seriously?! Looking at everything before me, I was shocked. Had this cynical fat man suddenly become a saint? How could he let Xiao Hui go so easily? I really couldn't guess the reason. But since he no longer had any means to coerce Xiao Hui, as long as Xiao Hui left here immediately, the matter would be completely resolved!

However, what I was extremely worried about and didn't want to see was that this sudden change left Xiaohui somewhat at a loss. Dico's self-inflicted injury seemed to have made Xiaohui feel guilty, and her cold, pretty face gradually softened, even showing a hint of remorse. She took another step forward, looking at Dico kneeling on the ground, and said softly, "I'm sorry... I really wanted to help you... to make it up to you... but... but... I won't do anything to betray Kevin..."

Hearing Xiaohui's soft words, Dico immediately raised his fat face, looking at Xiaohui pleadingly, and cried out in a hoarse voice, "Willia~ you are the most beautiful and kindest girl I've ever met~ uh~ you know~ but because of you, my university, my whole life is ruined~ uh~ my family already lives on welfare~ uh~ now~ I'll be the same~ uh~ my whole life in the slums~ so fat that people hate me~ no woman will even look at me~ please~ just grant me one request~ uh~ I promise I won't betray Kevin." "Okay~" Although Xiaohui had just put on a cold front, she was actually an exceptionally kind and soft-hearted girl. Whenever she encountered a homeless beggar, regardless of whether it was genuine or not, she would always generously help them with gentle eyes; when she saw any natural or man-made disasters on the news, looking at those unfamiliar but unfortunate refugees, she would become like a tearful person made of water, always crying uncontrollably.

Xiaohui's gentleness and kindness made her even more virtuous and lovely, but I always worried that Xiaohui's soft-hearted weakness would one day cause her to suffer. She would always argue with me, saying that I was heartless, and at that time I would always just laugh it off. I never thought that now, right in front of me, her kindness would really make her be deceived. I was both angry and resentful, but there was nothing I could do.

Dico's seemingly pitiful and helpless appearance truly struck a chord with Xiaohui, making her beautiful eyes fill with tender concern. Looking at Dico, she asked in a soft voice, "Then...then what is your request...?"

"Willia~please~you know~I've never had a girlfriend~~This fat pig of mine~~I've been disliked my whole life~~uh~~I just want to experience being a man once in my life~~Willia~~don't worry~~I don't want anything too much~~just~use your hand~~uh~~help me come once~okay?"

Dico's fat face was full of pleading, his small eyes fixed on Xiaohui.

What! This lecherous fat man, he wanted to possess Xiaohui's honey pot before, and now he's backed down a few steps, but isn't he still trying to defile Xiaohui's body? Xiaohui mustn't be foolish enough to agree!

"This...this...this...isn't that...not good..."

Xiaohui's pretty face flushed red, and she said in a troubled voice, but she didn't immediately refuse! —My heart sank suddenly.

"Willia! This is my only request in my life... Uh... I promise... I'll never see you again, never see Kevin again... Uh... I swear to God... Really... Uh... All these 'goods' are yours too..." Dico wiped the disgusting snot from his face, speaking with longing and urgency.

Xiaohui's beautiful eyes flickered with a complex expression, her snow-white cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, but looking at Dico, she parted her red lips slightly and actually murmured in a soft voice, "Hmm... okay... then just this once..."

God! Xiaohui actually agreed! She really fell for Dico's self-inflicted injury! Thinking that Xiaohui clearly loved me so deeply, clearly said she belonged to me, but actually wanted to use this kind of "service" to compensate Dico out of remorse, I felt extremely depressed. However, how could I stop her? If I rushed over now and exposed Xiaohui's secret, and let Xiaohui know that I had been spying on her, wouldn't everything between us be ruined? What about forever? I suppressed my impulse, but my heart was filled with a burning jealousy and resentment.

Yet, at the same time, the thought of my beautiful girlfriend kneeling before Dick's enormous belly, her fair, delicate hands actively manipulating his disgusting penis, filled me with an inexplicable, strange excitement.

"Willia! Thank you so much! You're my goddess!" Dick exclaimed joyfully, struggling to his feet, stuffing the marijuana into his bag and tossing it aside. He wiped the grime from his face with his t-shirt and said hastily, "Then...then Willa, let's begin!" The human mind is a strange thing; things that seem impossible become acceptable once the line is crossed. Just moments ago, Xiaohui had looked at Dick with disgust, but now that she had agreed to his request, only helplessness and shyness remained on her beautiful face.

Xiao Hui's cheeks flushed crimson. Like a shy bride, she turned her head away, her beautiful eyes glancing at Dico, and she whimpered softly, "I hate you...you...are you...here...?"

"Oh~ I know~you're shy~then~come~let's go into the cubicle~" Dico said, his heavy steps moving closer.

Damn! My heart pounded!

They're going into the cubicle! There are only two cubicles here. How could I be so unlucky? Not only did Xiao Hui agree to help Dico "masturbate," but she's actually going into the cubicle! If they see me now, how am I supposed to explain? How will Xiao Hui face me? Damn it! How did I end up hiding here by mistake?!

But I have no plan, no time, and the cramped space offers no escape—there's only a one in two chance. Maybe this is fate. Maybe if Xiao Hui bumps into me, she can change her fate of being defiled by Dico? But it will come at the cost of our relationship.

I stared at what was in front of me, my palms sweating, my heart pounding as if it were about to explode, as if I were waiting for death.

The door creaked open.

"Willia~ Come in!" Dick's voice rang out from the side—Oh God! Fate hadn't chosen to destroy my relationship with Xiaohui. I didn't know if it was lucky or unlucky; I had no answer. I just felt a sudden weakness wash over me, and my vision went black.

I was worried my heart would overload, so I breathed carefully and peered through the gap between the partition and the floor. Dick's old brown sneakers appeared before me, straddling the toilet. Then, Xiaohui's delicate white feet in high-heeled sandals came into view.

Just a few centimeters thick, on the other side of the partition, less than half a meter away, the thought of my girlfriend and the obese Dick seemingly committing adultery made me feel incredibly uncomfortable, yet I couldn't suppress the excitement.

Xiaohui seemed to slowly close the door, softly complaining, "Ah...it's so narrow here..."

"Hey! ~This way~ no one can see, right~" "But...what if someone comes...they'll still see...should we move to another classroom..."

Xiaohui murmured sweetly.

"Fine, let's just leave it here. Come on, dawdling a bit might just attract attention." "Hmm... okay... I'll listen to you..."

The thought of Xiaohui about to actively service Di's penis with her hand, while I was powerless to do anything, filled me with intense regret and helplessness. I wanted nothing more than to smash my head against the wall, yet the excitement within me seemed uncontrollable, fueling a voyeuristic desire.

I boldly glanced around, then carefully stepped onto the toilet seat, standing up against the partition—the central PVC partition reached the ceiling, but it consisted of two sections, about two meters from the ground, with a gap of just a few centimeters.

Because the ceiling light was focused and projected, this gap was perfectly positioned in the dim light of the unlit area. I cautiously peered through, looking down, and everything in the other cubicle was clearly visible.

Dico sat wearily on the toilet, rubbing his enormous belly that almost touched the walls, his gaze greedily fixed on the petite, delicate woman before him. Xiaohui stood facing Dico in the stall. Due to the extremely cramped space, coupled with Dico's nearly 1.5-meter-diameter belly, she tried her best to stand close to the door, but her waist was still frequently touched by his stomach.

Xiaohui's pretty face was only a few centimeters away from mine; I could clearly see the slight furrow in her brow, her beautiful eyes glancing to the side, and the deep blush on her bright, captivating face. Her charmingly shy appearance was indescribably youthful and alluring.

Damn it! I haven't been intimate with my beautiful girlfriend for a week, and now, she's going to give this obese fat man a handjob! I felt a burning jealousy, but amidst a strange excitement, my lower body grew increasingly hot.

"Willia~ Let's begin~ Hey!~ Come on~ Help me take off my clothes~" Dico swallowed hard, speaking greedily.

"You're so mean~ Can't you take them off yourself~~ I~ just promised to make it up to you~ I'm not your slave~" Xiaohui pouted her bright red lips, complaining sweetly.

"Hey!~ You've misunderstood me again~" Dico stretched out his hand, but his fat was bunched up, making it difficult to reach his belt. He pitifully continued, "You see~ I'm so fat~~ You know~ it takes me more than ten minutes to take off and put on my clothes~ It's like I'm a useless piece of trash~ I'm sorry~" Xiaohui looked at Dico, seemingly feeling a little sorry for him. Her big eyes shone with tenderness and pity as she comforted him sweetly, "Okay~ Don't say that~~ Don't call yourself useless~~ Okay~~ I'll help you take them off~~" "Willia, you're so gentle,"

Dico said, leaning back against the wall, looking at Xiaohui with a look of enjoyment.

Although Xiaohui's pretty face was already flushed red to her ears, she still frowned slightly, bent down with a helpless and shy expression, and slowly reached her jade-like hand under Diko's layers of fat belly. After searching for a moment, she unbuckled Diko's belt and jeans. Then, Xiaohui charmingly and shyly reached out her jade-like hand and gently grasped the edge of Diko's jeans, inch by inch pulling down Diko's oversized jeans and gray, flag-like underwear together.

Diko's hairy and disgusting fat waist and legs appeared before Xiaohui. Each of his legs was definitely much wider than Xiaohui's entire waist, bloated and greasy like a column of flesh filled with fat, and the thick, drooping folds of flesh were like layers of tumors, uneven and frighteningly ugly. His fat waist was like a huge barrel, as wide as three Xiaohui's, covered with disgusting brown fat lines and half-length black hair spreading from his crotch and navel, it was truly utterly repulsive!

Dico, his eyes gleaming, parted his thick, fleshy legs, proudly displaying his genitals amidst the dark hair between his legs to Xiaohui. His perverted appearance was that of a lewd exhibitionist.

However, looking at Dico's penis beneath his belly, a wave of mockery immediately welled up inside me—his testicles were the size of eggs, but his penis was huddled in the folds of flesh, short and round, as if only a small glans remained.

Humph! It seems the saying that fat people have small penises is true! Chengjie's penis wasn't big either, and this Dico, despite his name meaning "penis," seemed to have no penis at all. Even if he wanted to take advantage of Xiaohui, his erect penis, barely two centimeters long, probably couldn't possibly occupy Xiaohui's tender vagina!

Even so, the thought of my stunningly beautiful girlfriend masturbating for such a disgustingly fat man with a tiny penis still made me feel a burning jealousy. However, the scene of this beautiful woman masturbating for the fat man was so distorted and stimulating that my lower body immediately became hard.

Xiao Hui bent over, her pearly white teeth biting her red lower lip, staring shyly at Dico's crotch. Although her jade hand hesitated for a moment, she still used her jade arm to helplessly push open the fleshy folds of Dico's fat belly, slowly reaching out her jade hand. After hesitating for a long time, she still grabbed Dico's little penis, asking shyly, "...Is this...comfortable...Dico?"

The moment I saw Xiao Hui's jade hand touch Dico's disgusting penis, I felt a chill in my heart. Xiao Hui had ultimately been taken advantage of by Dico. Although it was just masturbation, I felt that Xiao Hui had been defiled by this plague-like fat man. However, strangely enough, my penis was getting bigger and bigger.

"Mmm... man... so good... Willa... mmm... your little hands are so soft..." Dico squinted his eyes, tilted his head back, and breathed contentedly.

From above, everything inside the cubicle was exceptionally clear. Xiao Hui's nails were smooth and glossy. Although they were short and neatly trimmed, her slender, white fingers were still delicate and pointed, like tender, dewy bamboo shoots. They not only looked exquisite and captivating but were also incredibly agile. Sometimes she would gently tease the inside of Dico's chubby thighs, sometimes she would lightly rub the man's small, fleshy glans, sometimes she would stroke the man's hairy scrotum, and sometimes she would teasingly squeeze the man's perineum.

Xiao Hui's captivating hands served him so meticulously that it was enough to make one's heart itch, but Dico sat there "humming" for more than ten minutes, and his small, bird-egg-sized penis hadn't grown much bigger!

The bent-over position seemed quite strenuous for Xiaohui; a thin layer of fragrant sweat covered the tip of her snow-white nose. Her jade-like hands continued to caress Dico's penis, but she couldn't help but pout her red lips, panting shyly, "Ah... Dico... It's been so long... Why hasn't it... gotten bigger yet... Ah..."

"Hmm... I'm sorry, Willa... Hmm... Your hands feel so good... Hmm... But, maybe I'm a little nervous... Hmm... Man... I'm sorry... How about... you help me take off all my clothes... Hmm... Maybe it'll be more convenient..." Dico stared greedily at Xiaohui's charming face, panting as he spoke.

"Take them all off?... Then... you'll be naked here?"

Xiaohui blushed, her beautiful eyes looking at Dico shyly, hesitatingly whimpering.

"Hey~ come on~ Willa~ you've seen the most important stuff~~ um~~ what are you afraid of~~ after you take it off~~ I'll feel even better~~ um~ my dick will get big soon~~" Dico said, licking his lips.

"You really are... so demanding..."

Xiao Hui glanced at Dico with a coquettish look, pouting and whimpering, but still leaned in to help him take off his sheet-like t-shirt.

Because Dico's belly was abnormally large, Xiao Hui had to press herself tightly against him to help him undress. Seeing Xiao Hui's petite body, wearing a purple blouse, almost completely swallowed by Dico's round belly, several times wider, created a stark and stimulating scene that instantly stirred a strange mix of jealousy and excitement within me.

As Dico's t-shirt was removed, his disgustingly large belly was fully revealed to Xiao Hui. His belly was as big as a sumo wrestler's, as wide as a door panel, as fat as the largest garbage bag, with folds of flesh undulating and drooping in layers of fat on his lower abdomen, covered in dense brown rashes and a layer of soft black hair—utterly repulsive.

Xiao Hui glanced at Dico's body with a troubled expression, but still reluctantly continued to take off Dico's pants. The space was so cramped that Xiao Hui could only slowly kneel between Dico's legs and begin untying his shoelaces.

Watching my beloved girlfriend kneel like a slave on the dirty men's restroom floor, her petite body timidly kneeling between the hundreds-of-pounds-heavy Dico's legs, obediently helping him take off his shoes, the stark contrast, the feeling of injustice I felt for Xiao Hui, weighed heavily on my heart. Yet, my penis grew increasingly large, making me unable to resist reaching into my pants.

Xiao Hui slowly took off Dico's shoes and pants and put them aside. Dico then casually lifted his foot and continued, "Willia~ Thank you so much~ Then~ help me take off my socks too~ Hmm~ I really can't reach them~ Hmm~ Relax a little~~ It'll be easier for my penis to get bigger~" I could already smell the sour, foul stench from the other side. Xiao Hui's brows were tightly furrowed, and her pretty face was turned away with extreme disgust. But it had come to this point, and Xiao Hui seemed to have believed Dico's lies. She could only helplessly, as if her delicate hands were touching a deadly poison, and very carefully took off Dico's wet and dirty socks.

Seeing Xiao Hui being treated like this, I felt extremely uncomfortable, but the uncontrollable stimulation was also getting stronger and stronger.

"Is this... okay..."

Xiao Hui murmured helplessly and coquettishly, and simply knelt between Dico's legs and began to use her delicate hands to continue to grab and rub Dico's penis.

"Mmm...it's so much cooler now...mmm...it's so much more comfortable...mmm...willa...keep going..." Dico roared with satisfaction, then brazenly spread his hairy, sagging legs, placing his feet on the armrests on either side of the cubicle. He thrust out his disgusting, drooping belly, exposing his dark crotch and disgusting buttocks to Xiaohui.

Xiaohui turned her pretty face to the side with disgust and shyness, her snow-white cheeks flushed red, but her pair of delicate, smooth hands continued to stroke Dico's penis. Another ten minutes passed, and Xiaohui began to tirefully alternate her hands, but Dico's penis had only grown by one centimeter.

Damn it! I couldn't help but curse inwardly. This fat Dico, with such a beautiful girl like Xiaohui teasing him so provocatively with her hands, he could remain unmoved! He seemed to be completely impotent!

The stuffy cubicle made Xiaohui's forehead bead with sweat. She frowned, panting softly with a hint of reproach, "Ah...Dico...ah...you...not yet...or...ah...some other time, okay..."

"Hmm~Willia~almost~almost~hmm~I feel so close~hmm~you~use some more saliva, right?~hmm~that will definitely be more stimulating~~" Dico groaned softly, his naked, disgustingly obese body enjoying itself on the toilet, like a large, dark piece of fat thrown there.

"...Ah...you...don't go too far...ah..."

Xiaohui complained coquettishly. Although she was taller than Dico, kneeling before his obese, spherical body, her delicate and beautiful figure appeared exceptionally small and pitiful.

Her pretty face flushed red as she turned away, her gaze avoiding Dico's ugly crotch. One of her delicate hands continued to vigorously rub and tease Dico's penis, while the other hand helplessly stroked Dico's swollen and disgusting belly and thighs, seemingly wanting to complete her "compensation" as soon as possible. However, Dico's penis still did not react.

"Hmm~ It's just some spit~ Hmm~ It's not really sorry to Kevin~ Hmm~ Besides~ it'll take longer~ Hmm~ Aren't you worried about~ being seen~ Hmm~" Dico enjoyed stroking his own big belly, but continued to say pitifully, "I'm sorry~ Willa~ I'm too incompetent~ But~~ if you say some 'sweet' things~ maybe it will help~ Hmm~ come on "I promise I'll be out soon~~ I won't bother you anymore~~ Hmm~ Just say whatever~ Is that okay~~ Hmm~~ This way, this fat guy~ won't have any regrets for the rest of his life~~" "Ugh... You're really... too much..."

Xiao Hui scolded softly, but she seemed to believe Dico's words. Her face flushed, she smoothed her hair, helplessly put some saliva in her palm, and slowly smeared it on Dico's penis. Then she deliberately moaned softly, "Ah~ Dico~~ Honey~~ Ah~ Do you like this~~ Do you like me serving your penis~~ Ah~~ Is it comfortable here~~ Ah~ Get bigger quickly~ Shoot into me quickly~ Ah~~" Damn! Facing this fat pig Dico, Xiao Hui could actually sing so sweetly and seductively! Although I knew Xiaohui was just pretending, hearing her intimate and shy moans, as if she were passionately calling the disgusting, obese Dico "honey," I really didn't know whether to hate this hateful fat man Dico or blame Xiaohui for being too good at acting! This strange scene made me feel extremely indignant, but for some reason, my penis was even hotter.

"Mmm~ Yes~ Yes~ Mmm~ That's it~ Mmm~ Willa~ Baby~ I like you like this~ Mmm~ So comfortable~ So good~" Dico roared like a boar, his fat face full of smugness.

Xiao Hui kept moistening Dico's penis with her saliva, making his crotch wet. Then, with the lubrication, her fair hands squeezed, caressed, and teased it, doing everything she could to serve Dico's penis. At the same time, her cheeks were flushed, and she deliberately cried out in a coquettish and charming voice, "Ah~ good husband~ good brother~ ah~ I want your big penis~ ah~ get bigger quickly~ ah~" Enjoying Xiao Hui's devoted service, Dico kept panting heavily, "Hmm!~ Hmm!~". After a while, his small penis finally began to slowly grow bigger and thicker. Although it was still about four or five centimeters long, it was several times thicker, like a short sausage.

However, as Xiaohui continued to stroke Dick's penis with her jade-like hand amidst the wetness, the penis grew larger and larger, almost like magic, until it stretched to a length of twenty centimeters. Although not very hard, it was as thick as a soda can, full of tangled veins, a purplish-red, fat penis that Xiaohui couldn't even grasp with one jade-like hand!

Damn! How could this be? I never thought Dick's small penis could grow so big after hardening! Did Dick have surgery? Although his penis is about the same length as mine, it's several times thicker. Although it's still soft and muscular, it's still an astonishingly large thing!

Xiao Hui's pretty face was also full of surprise. Her cheeks were flushed, her starry eyes sparkled, and her hands moved up and down, stroking Dico's huge, sticky penis. She bit her lower lip and cried out, "Ah~~ God!~ Ah~~ You can actually get this big here~~ Ah~~ I can't believe it~~" "Hey~~ Didn't I tell you before~~~ Hmm~~ My penis is also very powerful~~ Hmm~~ You didn't believe me~~ Hmm~ Willa~~ Hmm~ How about it~~ Hmm~~ Want to try it later~ Hmm~~ I guarantee it will make you feel very comfortable inside~~~" Dico said smugly and lewdly.

"Ahhh, you're so mean! Ahhh, I don't want to! Ahhh, you're so greedy! Ahhh!" Xiao Hui pouted her red lips and scolded coquettishly, but she was not angry at all. She was still kneeling between Dico's legs, and her jade hands were constantly stroking the fat cock that seemed to be almost touching her cheek. She would occasionally grab and rub the shiny glans that was the size of an egg, teasing the fleshy ridge under the glans, stimulating every inch of Dico's cock from the tip to the base.

Damn! Xiao Hui, hearing Dico's teasing, wasn't angry at all; instead, she continued to service Dico's penis! Was Xiao Hui feigning compliance, hoping to quickly "compensate" herself? Or was she genuinely yearning for that thick penis? I felt a surge of displeasure, but there was nothing I could do; I could only rub my crotch even harder.

Xiao Hui, wearing a tight-fitting sweater and jeans, her slender white feet in strappy sandals, her snow-white skin glowing pink, knelt before Dico's naked, disgusting, sweaty, obese body, stroking his fat penis for a full half hour. Her fair arms seemed stiff, but Dico's penis remained erect, showing no sign of ejaculation.

A few strands of hair clung to Xiao Huixue's cheeks, and a thin layer of sweat covered her delicate nose. She frowned, her voice a mixture of shyness and reproach, "Ah~~ Dico~~ Your~ your big cock~ is so amazing~~ Ah~ why aren't you coming yet~~ Ah~~ I'm so tired~~ Ah~~ my legs are already aching from kneeling~~ Ah~ hurry up~~" "Hmm~ I'm sorry~ Willa~ Hmm~ I don't know~ I was too nervous~ you know~ this is my first time with a woman~~ Hmm~ it seems~ it seems almost there~ but just a little short~ Hmm~ if you're tired~ stop~ Hmm~ a fat, useless guy like me~ isn't worth you working so hard~ Hmm~ But~ if you're willing~ please let me touch~ touch your breasts~ through your clothes~ I promise~ I'll come right away~" Dico said in a rough, insincere voice.

Damn it! This Dico is getting more and more demanding! Not content with just enjoying himself, he actually wanted to take advantage of Xiaohui.

But, whether Xiaohui was too easily fooled, or simply too exhausted and sweltering to think clearly, she shyly bit her rosy lower lip, her eyes half-dazed, her pretty face flushed, and leaned forward defiantly, playfully scolding, "Ah~~ you~ you're so greedy~~ ah~~ okay~ if you want to touch me~ then touch me already~ ah~~ my arms are so sore~ ah~~ you can only touch me once~ and then~ you'd better hurry up and ejaculate~ ah~~ otherwise, I won't talk to you anymore~~" Damn! Xiaohui is too easy to fool! When a man says "once," how could it really be just once!

As if granted a pardon, Dico's small eyes lit up immediately. He licked his big mouth with his fat tongue, put his legs on the ground, and leaned forward with difficulty. His fat belly was pressed against Xiao Hui's snowy cheeks. He stretched out one fat arm and grabbed Xiao Hui's bulging breasts with his big hand.

Dick sat naked on the toilet, his disgusting body pressed against Xiao Hui's delicate, white cheeks. While Xiao Hui was servicing his fat penis, his large hands, through the thin fabric of her purple chiffon dress, were roughly grabbing, kneading, and slapping her pair of plump, firm, soft, and round breasts. He began to moan urgently, "Mmm! ~~ Willa ~~ So good ~~ Mmm! ~~ I'm so happy ~~ I can really touch your breasts ~~ Your big breasts are so soft ~ so bouncy ~~ Mmm! ~~ Rubbing them ~~ So comfortable ~~ Mmm! ~~ I'm going to cum ~~ Mmm! ~~ So good ~~ I want to rub your big breasts every day ~~ Mmm! ~~" Girls' bodies are naturally more sensitive than men's, and Xiao Hui's delicate, white body was especially so. I can't say for sure if it's because she's been "irrigated" by different men, but lately, Xiaohui's body seems to be more easily aroused than before. Usually, as long as I tease her ample breasts a little, she will soon be moaning and groaning, her love juices flowing freely. Her sensitive body is naturally something I love to touch, but now, it's all been given to Dico for nothing!

Before her eyes, Xiao Hui seemed truly aroused. Her beautiful face was pressed against Dico's disgusting fat belly, and Dico was kneading her breasts roughly. Yet, she seemed not to feel any aversion. Instead, her starry eyes were hazy like the sea, and her cherry lips gently bit a few strands of wet, messy hair. While lovingly stroking Dico's fat penis, she licked her red lips and cried out in a seductive, alluring voice, "Ah!~~ Dico~ Hurry up~ Hurry up and cum in me~~ Ah!~ Yes~ Knead my breasts harder~~ Ah!~~ I love being kneaded by you~~ Ah!~~ My breasts feel so good being kneaded by you~~ Ah!~~ Harder~~ Ah!~~~" My God! Watching my beautiful girlfriend being deceived by this fat man's self-inflicted injury scheme, watching my beloved girl being manipulated and coaxed step by step because of her soft heart, now she's pressed against Dico's bloated and ugly flesh, letting this wall of flesh freely rub her proud breasts, arousing her lust, making her constantly use her delicate hands to actively stroke that fat penis, moaning seductively, and obediently performing this so-called "compensation"! My heart is both aching and burning, but my hands rubbing his penis simply can't stop.

"Mmm! ~~Willia ~fuck! ~~Mmm! ~So good~I love your big tits so much~~~Mmm! ~~I can't take it anymore! ~~Mmm! ~~Your sexy look is so alluring~~~Mmm! ~~Fuck! ~~I'm going to cum! ~~Mmm! ~~~" Dico roared wildly. Suddenly, he used his big hand to rip off several buttons from the collar of Xiaohui's sweater. Before Xiaohui could react, his hand reached inside the collar and grabbed her soft, snowy, and alluringly plump breasts, kneading them roughly.

"Ah! ~~I hate it! ~~What are you doing~~Ah! ~No! ~~~" Xiaohui's beautiful eyes were glazed over. She cried out shyly and in surprise, her slender arms pushing against her with feigned resistance, but she couldn't stop him at all.

"Mmm! ~fuck! ~~So tender and smooth! ~~Hehe~Willia "Your big tits are even better to play with directly! Mmm! You little slut, your tits are so big! Mmm! My nipples are so hard with excitement! Mmm! Don't be shy, just admit you like being played with by me! Fuck! So good! Watch me shoot it all into you! Shoot it into you, you little bitch! Mmm mmm ah!" Dico roared lewdly. He reached into Xiaohui's collar with one hand, vigorously kneading Xiaohui's tender, smooth, snow-white breasts. With his other hand, he grabbed Xiaohui's hair and pressed her pretty face against his disgusting crotch. He rubbed his thick, long penis hard against Xiaohui's snow-white cheeks. Suddenly, his fat belly shuddered, his thick legs trembled violently, and thick, cloudy white semen sprayed out onto Xiaohui's beautiful face, making a mess of Xiaohui's snow-white cheeks and hair...

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In the cramped cubicle, I spied on Xiaohui, her clothes torn, her pretty face pressed against a pile of disgusting fat, defiled and humiliated by Dico's semen. My penis ejaculated. I leaned weakly against the wall, panting heavily, feeling an emptiness in my heart—I never imagined that things between Xiaohui and Dico would develop to this point, but no matter what, it would all be over.

"Ah~~you~~you've gone too far!~~you actually~ah~~you actually put your hand in~~and~and got me all covered in disgusting stuff~~okay~~now you're satisfied~ah~we'll never see each other again~" Xiaohui's soft, panting curses came from one side.

I held my breath and peered through the crack again, watching Xiaohui in the other cubicle, her pretty face flushed with anger, her full breasts rising and falling slowly, standing in the corner, disgustedly wiping the lewd stains on her face and hair with a tissue.

Dico sat on the toilet, a look of satisfaction and smugness on his face. He rubbed his still quite thick and large penis, which had softened somewhat, and said with heavy breathing, "Hoo~~~ This feels so good~ I didn't expect your little hands to be so good~~ Hehe~~ Come on~~ Baby~ Do you like my big penis~ Come here and give me a blowjob~~ Clean me up properly~~" "Get away from me!~~ Don't even think about it!~~ You've already gotten away with it~~ I never want to see you again~" Xiaohui frowned, her eyebrows furrowed, and said with a disgusted coquettish tone. She turned around, seemingly about to leave.

Surprisingly, Dico seemed completely unfazed, lewdly swinging his penis and whispering, "Willa... don't be shy... look at how eagerly you were staring at my cock... hey... do you want my 'big thing' to fuck you?" Looking at Dico's expression, I felt incredibly uneasy. He had acted pitiful just now, and now he was showing his lewd side. What did he want? Did he really intend to force himself on me? Although he and Xiaohui had just been intimate, if he wanted to assault her, he wouldn't succeed if she screamed. I racked my brains, but I couldn't find an answer.

"Disgusting!" Xiaohui muttered under her breath, her hand reaching for the stall door.

"Hehe~" Dick chuckled dismissively, and said in a low voice, "Willia, don't go. Aren't you afraid I'll tell Kevin, the police, and the whole university about you smoking marijuana, messing around with men, and what I just did to you?"

"What!"

Xiaohui cried out in embarrassment and anger, turning around abruptly. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she slapped Dick hard across the face, scolding him angrily, "You, you two-faced bastard! You took advantage of me! And you don't even keep your word! Go ahead and tell them! Nobody will believe you, you 'fat pig'!" "Ouch!"

Dick screamed like a pig being slaughtered, his small eyes glaring at Xiaohui as he roared mockingly, "Fuck! You Asian bitch! You think just because you were fucked by Brian before, you're a superior person? You think you can trample a fat guy like me under your feet? Hmph! I've heard that big-breasted sluts are brainless... Heh... Looks like it's true... How funny! Did you really think I brought you here to 'repent'?"

"What... What are you talking about?"

Xiaohui stared at Dick with her beautiful eyes, a hint of unease and doubt showing on her face.

Dico's large body slowly bent over. He stretched out his fat arm and groped around under the toilet for a few moments, seemingly pulling something out. He stretched out his hand, and in his palm was a silver rectangular object stuck with tape!

I quickly looked closely, and my heart sank – it was actually a sophisticated electronic voice recorder!

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