A little disappointing, a little wonderful (Part 1)

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I was on a business trip out of town when a friend messaged me on QQ. Her profile showed she was female.
She immediately asked, "What's fun to do in Shanghai?"
I half-jokingly replied, "Hi, there's not much to do, just bright lights and a decadent lifestyle."
"But you have to be willing to spend money to enjoy it."
"How did you know I was in Shanghai?"
she asked. She answered, "You told me yourself."
I checked our chat history and immediately understood. She was a friend I'd added from an online amusement park about ten days prior, and I'd even sent her messages. They were mostly self-introductions, including a picture of a penis. She hadn't replied then.
Knowing she was from the amusement park, I continued chatting with her for two or three days. I learned she was from Hunan and was in Shanghai on a business trip. On the first day, we were both rather reserved, just rambling, but we seemed to get along quite well. She seemed like a rather interesting person. The conversation became more in-depth the next day. I asked many more personal questions, such as what her nickname and ID were, and asked her to send a photo.
She didn't tell me anything or send me any photos. Instead, she asked me for more details about myself, which I answered truthfully, and even sent her a photo.
She didn't respond much, only saying, "You're quite nice."
I replied, "Heh, you seem to know me very well. I don't even know if you're in Shanghai or if you're a woman."
She replied, "Definitely a woman," and sent an angry emoji. A little while later, she sent me her phone location, saying she was staying at
a hotel in the Lujiazui financial district. I joked, "So you're a big shot in finance, I'm very impressed."
She became modest. Later, we talked about other things, including some suggestive topics about sex. We had a back-and-forth conversation, but she didn't want to go too deep.
She asked me what fun things to do in Shanghai, and I said it depended on her phone location. It wasn't far from Tianzifang, which was quite nice. She said she might go to an ancient town with her colleagues. Finally, I said that if you were still in Shanghai when I got back from my business trip, I'd come visit you. She said that having a guide would be great.
Later that evening, I received a message from her. It was a quick photo of her and her phone's location. She also messaged, "Sorry, I sent the wrong location last time." I noticed the hotel this time was quite far from the previous location. I thought to myself, she's probably being cautious; she only dared to send me the exact address after she really knew me. From the photo, she was a very beautiful woman, with delicate features. The cheongsam photo made her look elegant and serene, very ladylike. Because it was so late that day, I didn't reply.
I replied the next morning, complimenting her on how beautiful she was. She also complained to me that the ancient town wasn't fun at all, saying she wished I were there. That way, I could accompany her around and not be with her colleagues. Of
course, I wanted to too, but unfortunately, I was on a business trip and couldn't help it. After my repeated requests, she gave me her nickname "69," and when I checked, it was indeed listed as a single woman from Hunan. Her personal introduction said: "Out of curiosity, I couldn't help but come and see if it was true." She only had one post: "Recently on a business trip to Shanghai."
I guess that's how I saw her and added her. Unexpectedly, fate brought us together.
Later that day, when I returned to Shanghai, it was already evening. She said she was still in Shanghai, but her train ticket back to Hunan was for the next day. I felt that it was truly fate that two people from so far apart could meet and get along so well. Although I was still very tired that day, after much hesitation, I decided to go to Pudong to see her. I told her my thoughts, and she had similar ideas. She said she would wait for me and wanted to meet me too. I
won't go into the details of the journey. Around 8 pm, we met at her hotel. She wasn't wearing makeup, dressed in a slightly business casual style, and was indeed very beautiful, elegant and serene, just like in her photos. Seeing how beautiful she was, I felt a little insecure. After exchanging pleasantries, I suggested we take a walk along Century Avenue and chat. She agreed. We gradually started talking, and she was quite lively and cheerful, always laughing and talking, and she was very open about life and work. I said, "You're quite beautiful and cute," making me feel inferior. She said, "You look good too. You're also very interesting." I could tell she meant it sincerely. I was happy too.
I said she had a great temperament, and she didn't mince words, saying she came from a scholarly family, with three generations of teachers. She was a bit of an oddball, but she had also developed a bit of an artistic aura.
Because she was from Hunan, she was quite short. I looked very tall and imposing next to her. We chatted and laughed, and gradually I lost sight of her elegance and poise, only feeling her cuteness. Her fair and rosy skin made her even cuter. We originally wanted to find a shop to have some coffee or something, but unfortunately, we walked for a long time without finding one. I suggested we rest on a bench, and it was at this moment that I gradually started to have the urge to kiss and hug her.
Sitting in the chair, she started complaining about Shanghai cuisine, saying it was bland and unsuitable for Hunan people. I chimed in with a few words, saying, "Since we're talking about food, let's talk about sex too. How did you find out about 69 Paradise?"
She was very straightforward and told me her story. She said her husband was a gambler and often didn't spend time with her. She resented this, so she wanted to make friends online, but only on WeChat. Later, someone told her about 69 Paradise. She didn't really believe in couples dating and found it unbelievable, but she was still curious, so she registered an account. Many people added her, but she hadn't met anyone yet. I was also the first online friend she met.
We talked about other things. Later, I really didn't want to waste time with small talk, so I suddenly hugged her and complimented her beauty. She tried to push me away, but she was too weak. She could only let me hold her and continue kissing her. Finally, we French kissed. She responded to me and we passionately French kissed. Her tongue was hot, moist, and soft; it was really enjoyable to taste. After a passionate kiss, she would burst into laughter, then push me away forcefully, only allowing me to hug her, not kiss her. This went on for about ten minutes. I genuinely liked her and didn't want to be too lewd, so I never intentionally touched her breasts or vulva. However, I was quite surprised and puzzled at the time as to why she laughed so loudly. I only understood the reason later.

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