[Female students from art schools] (50)

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Chapter 50. Pretty cool, huh?

"What are your plans for winter break?"

Seeing my shyness, Zhang Yan cleverly changed the subject.

I shook my head. "I don't know. I don't want to go back. I don't have much money left. I want to see what

kind of work I can do."

Zhang Yan looked at me, thought for a moment, and then said, "How about this? In three days, another film crew

is starting shooting here. They need quite a few extras, and the shoot will be quite long,

about . If you're willing, I can take you there in a few days, okay?"

I nodded vigorously. Just like Zhang Yan herself said, she really helped me a lot.

At least when I was most confused and helpless, she was always by my side. You could say she was a benefactor in my life. After

Zhang Yan paid the bill, she drove me back to school in her Audi. We didn't speak the whole way. Perhaps we were

both deeply reminiscing about our unpleasant past. Those years, those events, always haunted

our hearts.

The Audi A4 stopped right in front of the school gate. The main gate was already closed;

to enter, one had to use a side gate for easier management.

I carried my bag, arms crossed. Winter had arrived, and the night was bitterly cold. I walked forward with small, quick steps

. Just then, I seemed to see a familiar figure: a tall

man in a black jacket, with short, jet-black hair.

Wasn't that Yang Yi?

I could hardly believe my eyes. I clearly saw Yang Yi with his arm around another girl with

long, flowing hair, walking slowly forward. The girl was of average height, wearing

a purple bodycon winter skirt and black tight-fitting thermal pants, perfectly showcasing her figure.

Yang Yi's hand was on the girl's waist, but soon it moved to her incredibly firm and full buttocks.

He gently caressed them, enjoying the stimulating sensation. The girl couldn't help but slap his hand away.

Yang Yi then chuckled and leaned in to kiss her cheek.

It was past midnight, and there weren't many people left at the school gate.

I walked about ten meters behind them, staring blankly. I couldn't believe this was

the boy who confessed to me over two months ago, and now he was so oblivious to everyone else, flirting with

another girl. Love—perhaps love was just a fart to him, once released, it

was gone.

The night was dark, the streetlights dim, but I was certain it was Yang Yi. I still couldn't believe it;

I even silently told myself I must be mistaken. I checked my pockets, wanting to

call Yang Yi, but my phone wasn't with me. Had I left it in Zhang Yan's car?

I wrapped my scarf tighter around myself and continued walking.

Yang Yi, arm in arm with the girl, quickly got into a white SUV parked by the roadside. They

got in and closed the door.

I stood there blankly, watching all this, unsure of how I felt.

After a while, I finally made up my mind. I slowly walked forward and approached the white

SUV. When I got to the side, I noticed that the car was shaking slightly. My face instantly turned red. I

had been at school for more than half a year, and I had been exposed to too many things I couldn't have encountered before. With the influence of Chen

Duoduo Liu Xiaoyun, and Li Jing, I seemed to understand what this was all about.

One word flashed through my mind: car sex!

My mind went blank. I stood mechanically next to the SUV, even forgetting about going back to school.

The shaking of the car became more and more intense. Finally, I heard the sound of the car window rolling down. Along with

the sound, I also heard two rapid breaths. I slowly turned my head, and the scene before me made me almost

unable to believe my eyes.

In the driver's seat, Yang Yi was leaning back. The car was parked quite far back, and a pretty

girl was sitting on his lap, her hands on the steering wheel, moaning and panting.

The girl's purple bodycon skirt had been pulled open from the shoulders, revealing a black

lace bra. Her two snow-white mounds glowed dimly under the car's interior lights, exuding irresistible

allure.

Yang Yi, his eyes half-closed, was intensely enjoying this unusual stimulation and sensation.

His hands quickly climbed up the girl's breasts and pulled down the black lace bra. The girl

's breasts were beautiful, firm, and trembled with each movement. They were snow-white and full, especially the areolas

, which were small and pink, almost comparable to mine. I had heard Li Jing say that

men loved pink areolas; they felt a sense of purity and innocence from them.

The girl turned her head and kissed Yang Yi tightly.

Yang Yi's body rose and fell, each thrust eliciting a heart-stirring moan from the girl

. Inside the car, a scene of eroticism unfolded.

I couldn't help but cover my mouth; I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

Just then, Yang Yi spotted me. His expression turned strange. I quickly turned around

and walked forward.

"Xiao Ruo, Xiao Ruo..."

After about a few dozen seconds, Yang Yi rushed out of the car and caught up with me quickly. He grabbed

me tightly from behind.

"Xiao Ruo, Xiao Ruo, let me explain..."

I turned around and slapped him hard across the face, saying each word clearly, "Having sex in the car, was it fun?"

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