Overnight

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When X first entered university in City C, he underwent a month of military training. The freshmen were all tanned and thin,
looking completely drained. Naturally, no one looked up to anyone else. It wasn't until after the first winter break, when they returned to school and the warm spring breeze arrived, that
the flowers began to bloom again.
It was a cool evening. Zhang Qiang had just finished showering in the bathhouse, carrying a basin in one hand and
a kettle of hot water in the other. He almost bumped into someone as he stepped out of the bathhouse. Afraid of damaging the kettle, he quickly stepped back. He then
heard a girl's exclamation and the sound of things falling to the ground. He quickly put down his things, turned around to apologize,
and helped pick up his belongings. It turned out to be An Ya, a classmate.
She grumbled a few times in annoyance, about to complain, but when she saw it was Zhang Qiang, even though they hadn't spoken before,
they were in the same class, so she didn't want to get angry. She simply said "It's okay" and squatted down to pick up her things. However,
her face wash hadn't been properly capped, and most of it had spilled on the ground.
Seeing this, Zhang Qiang kept apologizing and offered to buy her a new bottle as compensation. Several people stopped to watch
. An Ya blushed and said, "It's okay, no need," and ran back to her dorm with her things.
Zhang Qiang returned to his dorm, put his things away, and thought that it was ultimately his fault. The girl saying she didn't need compensation
was just polite talk; could he really believe her? That would be too ungentlemanly. So he went to the school store
and bought a new bottle of face wash based on his memory of it. While paying, he pretended to open it and smell it; the faint milky
scent made his heart flutter.
Their dorm building was a peculiar sight on campus, four stories high. The bottom two floors were for boys, and the top
two for girls. There was only a dorm supervisor at the entrance on the first floor. The second and third floors were separated by an iron gate, but this
gate was never seen closed.
It was probably because of the dormitory shortage, and the school thought that the innocent freshmen should still retain the shyness and
reserve of youth, which is why they trusted so much to cramm all the male and female students in the entire grade into this building. At least Zhang Qiang didn't think this
was a perk at the time, because just one trip to the girls' area would tell you that there was no perk, let alone any perks. He didn't even dare to raise his head,
afraid of accidentally seeing underwear hanging there or girls dressed scantily, and then being pointed at and gossiped about, or even having
perverted rumors spread.
"But I have a legitimate reason for coming up here this time," Zhang Qiang encouraged himself, walking with his head down
to Anya's dormitory door. The door was half open, and to show his innocence, he closed the door and knocked: "Is Anya in there
?"
A flurry of voices came from inside, and several girls shouted at the same time, "Ah! Don't come in yet!" Then there was a
burst of giggles, and someone said, "An'an, welcoming guests." Then there was another burst of laughter.
Anya seemed to ignore them, asking, "What do you want?"
Zhang Qiang's face flushed, and he said, "I accidentally spilled your face wash, I..."
"Didn't I say it was okay, you don't need it?"
"I already bought you an identical bottle."
Those who loved a good spectacle cheered him on, urging him to open the door.
Inside was a typical girls' dormitory scene: neat, clean, and filled with the fresh scent of toiletries. Some
were eating snacks, some were practicing makeup, and some were reading. But as soon as Zhang Qiang entered, they all stared at him, and he felt that
uncomfortable feeling of being watched again.
Anya, however, was different. She sat at the far end by the window, her left side facing Zhang Qiang, intently writing
something. Zhang Qiang stood there, greeting everyone, but his gaze involuntarily drifted to Anya.
If one were to succinctly describe how Zhang Qiang saw her at that moment, she was like a magnolia blossom: wearing a light green,
fluffy nightgown, her shoulder-length hair, not quite dry from being blown in, tucked behind her left ear, with a few water droplets still clinging to the ends
; a blush on her fair left cheek, her lips slightly pursed in concentration… Silence fell, followed by a sudden, awkward
atmosphere. Zhang Qiang quickly put down his face wash and fled.
That night, Zhang Qiang couldn't sleep. The blush on Anya's left cheek, the water droplets in her hair, her lips, her focused
gaze—Zhang Qiang kept asking himself, "How come I didn't notice such a beauty after more than half a year of being classmates? Am I blind
?"
Of course not. It's just that life is full of variables; time, place, weather, and mood are all
factors. Only when everything is just right can it be a truly perfect缘分 (fate/destiny). He was lucky; in that right season,
in that right place, he saw a side of her he rarely saw. His heart, which had been yearning for love, was instantly filled, brimming with
fighting spirit and purpose.
Starting the next day, Zhang Qiang approached the class monitor and volunteered to take on the tasks of collecting homework and distributing notices from the girls' dormitory
. His aim was to see Anya on the way and fetch water for the other girls in her dorm.
Whenever he saw Anya walking with other girls on the way to or from class, he would approach them and forcefully join the conversation.
Over time, the girls understood his intentions. Whenever Zhang Qiang appeared in the dorm, they would tease Anya, and whenever he appeared
on the way to or from class, they would quietly walk away, refusing to be a third wheel.
Anya's attitude wasn't proactive, but she didn't reject Zhang Qiang's approach either; she remained calm and composed.
Zhang Qiang's idea was simple: to create every opportunity to get close to Anya, but only to chat and
tell jokes, never showing any sign of being eager or lustful.
After more than a month, on the way home from school, he overheard Anya and her roommate Xiaoyuan
making plans to go out for a stroll on a weekend evening. Zhang Qiang then volunteered to go with them.
At the appointed time, Xiaoyuan came over and apologized, saying she had other things to do and couldn't go, thus
creating a wonderful opportunity for Zhang Qiang and Anya to be alone together. Zhang Qiang was naturally very grateful. Although Anya was a little annoyed with Xiaoyuan,
after more than a month of getting to know Zhang Qiang, she didn't have a bad impression of him. Refusing to go together at this point seemed a bit impolite
, so she reluctantly went with him.
Actually, Anya was also facing a difficult choice at this time.
In her second year of junior high, during the first stirrings of love, Anya secretly fell for
Lin Peng, the class monitor. In Anya's eyes, Lin Peng was almost perfect: good grades, good at sports, tall and well-built,
with sunny and handsome features—virtually flawless compared to other boys in her grade. But being in love, it was naturally
difficult to confess.
For Anya, Lin Peng was a cherished thought, a model for her future boyfriend. As long as he could attend class...
A stolen glance at him would bring her relaxation, watching him play ball in PE class from afar would bring her joy, and if Lin Peng called
her name while handing out homework and their eyes met, her heart would flutter with excitement.
Like most first loves, it ended in unrequited love. Although they both entered the same prestigious high school, they were never
in the same class. Anya rarely had the chance to interact with Lin Peng, which made her depressed for a long time. Her budding
feelings gradually subsided, and she found it difficult to be attracted to other boys.
High school boys also changed; they no longer only hung out with their male friends. Some bolder
boys in the class began to set their sights on the girls in their class, but teenagers in that era were still relatively shy, and writing
love letters was often their first tentative step.
By high school, Anya had blossomed into a beautiful young woman, receiving love letters from several boys. Not only did she remain unmoved
, she even handed over the letters from boys she didn't like to her teacher, causing them to have their parents called and becoming the
subject of ridicule from other classmates. Over time, Anya earned the nickname "Ice Beauty." Was she
reserving a place for Lin Peng? Or was it self-protection against being hurt? Anya didn't know.
"Isn't studying what we should be focusing on at this stage?" With this thought in mind, Anya ultimately entered
the medical school of a prestigious university in City C. Hearing that Lin Peng had gone to the capital to study a teacher's college,
Anya feared their lives would drift apart, and she thus let her feelings settle.
University life began, with new friends, a new environment, new knowledge, and a new lifestyle—everything
excited Anya. However, after half a year, life became increasingly dull. She didn't have many friends among the boys, and the girls' dormitory
life, beneath its calm surface, harbored various undercurrents.
Anya couldn't handle and disliked this kind of small-group mentality among girls, feeling increasingly isolated.
Although her days were tightly packed with studies and life, she felt increasingly empty and restless, only able to
chat with old high school classmates on QQ after evening self-study to alleviate her loneliness.
Xu Cheng re-entered Anya's life at this time. He was
one of the guys who had written Anya love letters that were turned in and whose parents were called in. Now, they both found talking about him amusing. Although Anya apologized
, and Xu Cheng pretended to accept the apology solemnly, the distance between them gradually closed.
In the QQ chat, Xu Cheng was no longer the short guy she disliked, but a witty, generous, and
patient confidant. He knew Anya was facing various difficulties adapting to university, and actively comforted and
reassured her, bringing her a rare ray of sunshine in her life. Since few people had cell phones at the time, he bought a
phone so Anya could reach him anytime and chat with him.
Life seemed to be gradually getting back on track, but then Zhang Qiang showed up. He'd been relentlessly
pursuing her for over a month, and An Ya wasn't unaware of his intentions, but for some reason, she didn't dislike him
.
He wasn't the ruggedly handsome type like Lin Peng; he possessed a more refined kind of beauty. He had Xu Cheng's humor and patience,
and was always available, but Xu Cheng didn't have the same comforting presence as Zhang Qiang. Gradually, she seemed to get used to
having him chat and laugh with her on her way to and from class, used to the light in his eyes when he looked at her—not a
lustful gaze, but the light of a boy genuinely liking someone, which sometimes truly made her heart flutter.
This first date, which Xiao Yuan had dropped out of halfway through, went very smoothly. The two didn't have a specific destination,
and tacitly followed the bus route towards the central park of City C.
Zhang Qiang was very open and honest. He talked about being bullied by older kids when he was young, then becoming the neighborhood bully as an adult.
He recounted how he was beaten by his father for being disobedient as a child, and how he fought back in high school after being beaten, after which his father never
laid a hand on him again. He also shared various funny and embarrassing stories that boys encounter as they grow up, but girls don't
. He even mentioned liking a girl in middle school, confessing his feelings, and how she reciprocated, but
they never even held hands before graduating and separating.
An Ya couldn't help but think of herself. Maybe if she had confessed back then, Lin Peng would have confessed to her too. But then
she thought, Zhang Qiang is a boy, of course he would have confessed first. How could she, a girl, have made the first move?
But she quickly dismissed the thought, feeling that her own heart had opened up because of Zhang Qiang's honesty.
They walked slowly for over an hour until they arrived at the central park. It was already pitch black. Anya looked around and
said, "Let's not go in, it's too late. Let's come here during the day sometime."
"Okay, where do we go?"
"Just... back?"
"Sure, wait a minute." Zhang Qiang ran to a milk tea shop on the street and came back with two bottles of iced milk tea.
"Here, it's still quite hot after dark, my mouth is dry."
Anya thanked him but didn't take the iced milk tea. "I can't drink anything cold today." Drinking anything cold during her period would
cause her pain. Although Zhang Qiang didn't know this, he readily ran back and exchanged it for a warm bottle of milk tea.
Anya smiled slightly and took the warm milk tea. "Let's go."
The two chatted all the way back. Unlike when only Zhang Qiang was talking, on the way back they shared
their stories, laughing and talking. The walk that had taken over an hour felt like it was over in less than half an hour
.
Back in the dorm, the girls, having obviously heard from Xiaoyuan, eagerly asked Anya how her date went
. Anya just smiled.
"Ah, her face is all red! Looks like they're a couple! Yay!"
"Go away, you gossipy old women, mind your own business," Anya teased, thinking to herself, "Maybe
he's the one who can bring sunshine into my life."
From then on, the two seemed to go to class and study together more naturally, even going on their usual weekend dates,
exploring all the famous sights and historical sites in C City. Although they didn't explicitly say anything, their hearts were slowly drawing closer, and their hands naturally began to touch.
Both of them underwent noticeable changes. Under Anya's influence, Zhang Qiang started going to evening study sessions every day, and Anya,
influenced by Zhang Qiang, became more cheerful and outgoing. The light in their eyes when they looked at each other became even more intense.
Then, two months later, Zhang Qiang suggested going hiking to watch the sunrise, and Anya immediately agreed: "Okay!"
"We need to get there very early to see the sunrise, so when should we leave?"
"It takes more than an hour to get to the foot of the mountain by car, and even if we follow the right path, it will still take another hour or so to climb. We also need
to get to the sunrise viewing platform before 4 a.m. I think we should just leave before midnight."
"This..." Anya hesitated a bit. Going out with a boy in the middle of the night, especially to climb a mountain, "isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
"What are you afraid of? We can sneak up the mountain at midnight without paying. But it's a bit cold on the mountain,
so we'll all wear autumn clothes. I've prepared food and drinks. We can lay out a mat, sit there, eat, drink, chat, and laugh. Time will pass quickly .
Everyone says the sunrise from there is especially beautiful and romantic. Don't you want to try it?" Zhang Qiang
looked at Anya eagerly.
Anya was still at an age where she longed for romance, and she was quickly persuaded, dispelling her doubts.
As planned, the two arrived at the foot of the mountain around 11 p.m. The ticket office was already deserted. Although
the ticket price wasn't expensive, the thrill of sneaking in without paying still made them both excited and nervous.
Walking along the mountain path, all around was deathly silent, save for the rustling of leaves in the wind and the sound of their footsteps. Anya
was a little scared and instinctively clung close to Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang tenderly held her hand, telling her
stories about the mountain to try and put her at ease.
After walking for about an hour, Zhang Qiang seemed to realize something was wrong.
"We should be here by now, but it feels like we're still halfway up the mountain," he said anxiously, scratching his head.
There were no road signs, and no phone for navigation at the time.
"Ah? Are we lost?"
"Maybe. Oh well, don't worry about it. Since it's a path, and it's not downhill, we'll eventually get
to the top," Zhang Qiang encouraged, pulling Anya's hand and continuing on.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a round platform appeared ahead. Zhang Qiang looked around and said,
"This definitely isn't the sunrise viewing platform at the top of the mountain. It's probably some other scenic spot, but it faces east, so watching the sunrise should
n't be a problem. So, should we continue uphill, or just wait for the sunrise here?"
Anya, exhausted from walking for so long with a mix of nervousness and excitement, said, "Let's forget it.
We've finally found a spacious and clean platform. Let's rest here, have something to eat and some drinks. I really can't walk anymore."
"Okay, we're lost anyway, and we don't know where we'll end up if we keep going. But
there will definitely be a lot of people waiting for the sunrise at the viewing platform. Aren't you afraid it'll just be the two of us here?" Zhang Qiang asked.
"With you here, I'm not afraid, hehe. You'll protect me, right?"
Zhang Qiang felt a sweet warmth in his heart. He immediately laid out a soft mat, took out the drinks and snacks he had prepared, and
sat down with Anya to rest. Beneath the vast expanse of stars, nestled in the dense forest, two young lovers
sat side by side, eating, drinking, chatting, and laughing, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
After chatting for an unknown amount of time, Anya felt sleepy and unconsciously leaned against Zhang Qiang's right shoulder. Zhang Qiang was startled,
then wrapped his right arm around Anya's shoulder to keep her from slipping off. A faint scent of face wash wafted over,
and the soft body in his arms instantly banished his drowsiness. He looked down at Anya closely; she was currently
half-asleep, and it was clear she had completely let her guard down around him. A thought struck him, and he
gently kissed her forehead. The feminine scent emanating from her hair made him dizzy, and he couldn't help but kiss her cheek lightly as well
.
Anya was already half-asleep, half-awake, and had noticed the kiss on her forehead. But
under the romantic starry sky, feeling drowsy and leaning against the boy she admired, she felt an overwhelming sweetness and let it happen. Then,
another kiss landed on her cheek. Unsure whether to continue pretending to be asleep or refuse, she blushed nervously
.
In the hazy moonlight, Anya's blush was clearly visible. In a moment of passion, Zhang Qiang
gently lifted Anya's head with his shoulder and took her left earlobe into his mouth. He found the small, soft, and fragrant nipple in his mouth and
couldn't help but gently suck on it.
Anya felt a warmth in her left ear. Having never experienced intimacy before, she felt as if she had been electrocuted. A warm current
quickly traveled from her earlobe to her brain, then down to her heart, and finally to her lower abdomen. Little did she know that her earlobe was an erogenous
zone she herself was unaware of, and she had unintentionally opened a new door to sexuality.
Zhang Qiang continued his gentle sucking, his masculine scent mingling with each breath, reaching Anya's ears.
The warmth in Anya's lower abdomen grew stronger, and she felt her private parts becoming increasingly wet and itchy.
She couldn't help but let out a soft "Mmm," shattering the silence of the night.
The two quickly separated, sitting up straight, like two children caught doing something wrong by an adult
, remaining silent in an incredibly awkward atmosphere.
"I'm sorry, I..." Zhang Qiang spoke first, breaking the silence.
Anya jumped to her feet and ran off. Fearing for her safety, Zhang Qiang quickly stood up and chased after her.
Anya waved her hand: "Don't follow me, I... I need to go to the toilet."
Zhang Qiang said: "It's so dark, don't fall. I'll help you find it first, and then I'll leave and wait for you."
Anya's face flushed: "You wish! If you come any closer, I'll get angry." She hurriedly walked away,
leaving Zhang Qiang standing there, regretting his impulsiveness. If he scared Anya away, she would never talk to him again
...
Anya walked for more than a minute, and after listening, she realized that Zhang Qiang hadn't followed. She then unzipped her pants and squatted down. She
had already been embarrassed enough by accidentally moaning out in her lust earlier; if he heard the sound of her urinating, she
would never be able to face anyone again. So she carefully finished urinating, took out a tissue to wipe herself, and sure enough, her genitals were wet and slippery from
Zhang Qiang's stimulation. It took her three tissues to clean herself.
Having pulled up her pants, An Ya was about to head back when she heard faint panting coming from the woods. Curious,
she stopped to listen. Even though she was inexperienced, she instantly recognized the sounds – the moans of a woman making love. An Ya blushed
furiously and ran back, both anxious and frightened. After running for a minute, she felt she should have reached her destination, but
the platform where she had rested was nowhere to be seen. Looking around, everything seemed unfamiliar. Had she gotten lost again?
Just as she was starting to panic, she heard Zhang Qiang's voice: "An Ya, An Ya! Are you alright?"
Feeling much more at ease, she agreed with Zhang Qiang and followed the direction of the sound. It turned out that in her panic, she
had taken a different fork in the road on her way back. Luckily, she hadn't gone far, and Zhang Qiang's timely call had prevented
her from getting lost in the dark forest.
Finally seeing Zhang Qiang was like seeing a light in the darkness. She ran over and hugged him tightly. Zhang Qiang
was startled, letting her hug him, and asked softly, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"I was scared. It's so dark here, and I almost got lost. I was terrified." Anya
clung to him like a lifeline.
Zhang Qiang laughed, "Who told you to walk so far? It's just going to the toilet, do you think I'm going to eat you?"
An Ya pushed him away, "Who knows if you'll try anything funny, hmph!"
Zhang Qiang then remembered to apologize. An Ya didn't pursue the matter, after all, she was secretly enjoying herself too. So she pulled
Zhang Qiang to sit down on the cushion. This time, she didn't sit next to Zhang Qiang, but let him sit with his legs open first,
while she sat with her back to Zhang Qiang in the crook of his legs, leaning against him playfully and saying, "Human sofas are still the
most comfortable."
Zhang Qiang was stunned and didn't know where to put his hands.
"I'm a little cold," An Ya shivered.
Zhang Qiang understood, stretched out his arms and hugged her, but one arm was placed on his abdomen and the other
under his collarbone, not daring to cross the line.
An Ya was pleased with Zhang Qiang's caution. She placed her hands on Zhang Qiang's arms, which were resting on his abdomen, and, recalling
her first love who had died from unrequited love, paused and said, "Actually, you don't need to apologize for what happened earlier. I agreed
to come to this place alone with you at this time to watch the sunrise. Don't you understand my feelings?"
Zhang Qiang's heart was pounding fiercely.
Anya continued, "I've been a bit confused lately. I don't know how to describe it. You
come to see me so proactively every day. We study together, go to the cafeteria together, wander around here and there together. I'm not sure what our
relationship is. Are we classmates? Ordinary friends? We both know in our hearts that it's more than that. Are we boyfriend and girlfriend? I
don't know, and I don't know how you see me."
How could Zhang Qiang just consider Anya an ordinary friend? His caution in front of Anya was just because he was afraid of losing
her, afraid that she would think his intentions were not pure and look down on him. He had so much love to express. He
also wanted to hug and kiss Anya like a couple, and even, if possible, lose his virginity. But most importantly
, he couldn't lose Anya. As a result, he was speechless tonight in the face of Anya's heartfelt words, not knowing
where to begin.
An Ya couldn't stand the silence and turned to look at Zhang Qiang. "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Zhang Qiang knew that if he didn't be honest now, he wouldn't have another chance. He mustered his courage, looked into An Ya's eyes,
and said, "I have something to say. I... I like you. I want you to be my girlfriend. I've wanted to
say this for months, but I was afraid you wouldn't like me. I was afraid that saying it would scare you away. I didn't want to lose you like that, so I
kept it to myself. If that only makes you..."
"I do!"
"...Huh? What?"
"I'm willing to be your girlfriend. I like you too, you idiot." An Ya's heart was pounding
, but she wasn't the only one whose heart was about to jump out of her chest. She could feel Zhang Qiang's heart
pounding wildly as well.
Zhang Qiang was overjoyed, but he was at a loss because happiness had come so suddenly. He was about to kiss An Ya's face
when he stopped and said, "Then, can I kiss you like I did before?"
An Ya smiled slightly. "But you have to promise me you won't kiss my lips."
Zhang Qiang asked in confusion, "Why?"
Anya said seriously, "Because I've secretly made up my mind to save my first kiss and my virginity
for the person I'm going to marry."
Zhang Qiang's heart, which had just been filled with elation, felt like it had been doused with cold water. He stared at her without saying a word.
Anya quickly said, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not saying that person definitely won't be you. I like you, and I'm willing
to be your girlfriend. It's just that we're still too young, and the future is full of uncertainties. Many people try everything
but still can't make it to the end. I don't want that to happen to us before I meet the
person I'm going to marry. I think that's unfair to him. Can you understand me?"
Anya's words weren't wrong, and it was clear that she was being sincere, but Zhang Qiang's frustration was still undeniable
. He thought for a long time and then said quietly, "I don't understand your thinking." "If you're unwilling to give your heart,
how can you expect to find true love? I love you, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life. You're right, maybe
campus romances don't always lead to marriage, but that doesn't conflict with my current feelings for you and my willingness to give my all for you. If I
always hold back, all I'll have left is regret."
After saying this, Zhang Qiang looked up at the sky and fell silent. But every word he said resonated with Anya.
She couldn't help but recall her past, how she had once loved Lin Peng so much, longing for him day and night,
remaining silent out of fear of losing him. What did she ultimately gain? Only bitter memories—that was regret!
The two remained silent for a long time, but Anya had already made her choice. She relaxed and nestled in Zhang Qiang
's arms, gently asking, "Are you still my boyfriend?" Zhang Qiang looked down at her, remaining silent.
Anya looked up at him and said softly, "If you're still my boyfriend, but you don't want to talk,
how about kissing my earlobe like you did just now?"
The barrage of sweet kisses softened Zhang Qiang's heart, and he immediately enveloped Anya's full, soft earlobe in his mouth
.
Now that their relationship was clear, some restraint and reserve should be let go. Anya followed her true
feelings and let out a soft "ah." This sound was the best encouragement for a man. Zhang Qiang sucked on her earlobe,
greedily inhaling its fragrance, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.
Anya hummed softly as she stroked the back of her boyfriend's neck, involuntarily drawing his head
closer to hers. The warmth that had recently made her lose her senses returned to her lower abdomen, making her private parts
moist again.
"Is it comfortable?" Zhang Qiang asked softly.
"Mmm...so good, so good," Anya responded sincerely.
Zhang Qiang's lips gradually moved away from her earlobe, kissing her face, and slowly and carefully moved forward. At this moment, both of them
were playing a game of cat and mouse, testing each other. Anya knew what Zhang Qiang was going to do, but she had already made up her mind. Zhang
Qiang was wondering why Anya didn't stop him, while continuing to test her. When he kissed the corner of her mouth, he
completely understood Anya's intentions. He used his hand to turn Anya's head towards him and kissed her
lips.
Once this line of defense was breached, it burned fiercely like dry tinder. The soft lips and the strong
scent of the opposite sex drove them both crazy. Anya's head was turning uncomfortably, so she simply turned around, from back to side, sitting on Zhang
Qiang's lap, tightly hugging Zhang Qiang's neck and passionately responding to her boyfriend's hot kiss. At the same time, a stream of sticky
fluid gushed out from her lower body, an indescribable pleasure.
Zhang Qiang wasn't in much better shape either. His penis was throbbing so hard it felt like it was about to explode, and he desperately needed to
relieve it. Instinctively, he pulled Anya's buttocks towards his penis, and his penis was
tightly gripped by her lower abdomen and left buttock, providing immediate relief.
Through the thin fabric of their clothes, his thick, hard penis felt like a scorching hot iron rod. Anya, still inexperienced
, was only amazed by the size and hardness of the man's penis, and fear outweighed excitement.
In her panic, Zhang Qiang's left hand somehow slipped under her clothes, moving upwards until it
stopped below her bra. His large, warm palm gently caressed Anya's upper abdomen. Anya wanted to push his hand away,
but she was also captivated by the warm touch, unsure what to do.
Not resisting meant consent. After a few tentative movements, his hand decisively slipped under her bra, grabbing Anya's left breast
and pinching her nipple between his fingers. After a few rubs, Anya's mind went blank.
The sexual encounters she had once fantasized about were truly this wonderful. Sitting in her lover's lap, kissed by soft, moist lips,
smelling his masculine scent, feeling his warm hands caressing her breasts, his hard penis pressing against her buttocks—a tingling
sensation rushed to her head. She couldn't think of anything, couldn't do anything; she could only let him have his way.
Zhang Qiang continued to caress her for a while, but his hands hurt from the underwire of her bra. He simply
turned Anya around, making her straddle his lap face-to-face, and used both hands to pull up her clothes and bra together.
Anya gasped. Her breasts were exposed to a man's eyes for the first time: snow-white skin, round and firm
breasts, and pink nipples shyly erect, still twitching slightly from the momentum. Zhang Qiang was stunned. He had noticed
Anya's ample bosom long ago, but he hadn't expected it to be so full. Her C-cup was so firm and upright, as
pure as untouched snow. He immediately took her right nipple into his mouth and sucked on it like a starving baby.
His right hand also cupped her left breast and kneaded it vigorously. Anya, experiencing such
stimulation for the first time in a short period, couldn't bear it any longer. She hugged Zhang Qiang's neck and groaned, "Ah...ah..."
Zhang Qiang's penis swelled even more. He grabbed Anya's buttocks with his left arm and pulled her forcefully against his penis.
Just as Anya was moaning, she suddenly felt an indescribable pleasure in her genitals. The hot penis was now sandwiched
between Zhang Qiang's lower abdomen and her genitals.
At this moment, she had completely abandoned any restraint, obeying only the awakened lust deep within her. Her lower
body involuntarily began to twist back and forth, and his penis rubbed back and forth along the cleft of her flesh through her pants. Each
time it rubbed against a spot above the cleft, a jolt of electric pleasure shot through that spot. This reminded her of
the pleasure she had sometimes felt when she was woken up by the urge to urinate and clamped her legs between the blankets, but because of shame, she had always only taken a small bite
.
Zhang Qiang then moved to her left breast, licking and sucking it. Noticing Anya's restless lower body, he immediately
lifted Anya's buttocks with both hands and rhythmically lifted her up against his body. Anya was completely captivated and
cried out even more excitedly. Encouraged, Zhang Qiang naturally became even more vigorous.
Anya's legs suddenly tightened, her hands gripped her neck tightly, and she let out a
series of soft "Mmm..." sounds, her body trembling violently for over ten seconds before finally stopping and
going limp.
Zhang Qiang looked at her in confusion and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Anya had just experienced her first orgasm, right there in the deserted mountain forest at night, in
the arms of the boy she had just confessed her love to, being constantly assaulted by his love, like riding a roller coaster, constantly rising into the air, and suddenly
at a certain point, like a rocket thrusting straight into the sky, and then floating in space like weightlessness. It took her a long time to
wake up and find herself still sitting in his lap, but her lower body felt sticky and cool as if she had lost control of her bladder
, and Zhang Qiang's dazed eyes were looking at her with suspicion. She immediately felt ashamed and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"You're so mean, you big rascal! It's all your fault!" An Ya playfully punched Zhang Qiang's back , her voice filled with affection.
This was the wonderful feeling of being in love—being able to lean on the person you love and be as affectionate as you wanted, without
pretense or pretending to be strong, and... that unprecedented pleasure. Just thinking about it filled An Ya with sweetness.
"I... what did I do?" Zhang Qiang looked innocently at being scolded, but quickly smiled, holding An Ya
and softly asking, "Was it comfortable just now?"
An Ya was still a little embarrassed, softly replying, "Mmm, it was comfortable."
The two remained embracing, quietly savoring the foreplay they had just experienced.
"From now on, you can call me An'an."
"An'an? Why?"
"My grandma has called me that since I was little. I love hearing her call me An'an, but
after she passed away in my second year of high school, no one called me that anymore. I thought, can you call me that from now on?"
"Okay, An'an, An'an, it sounds nice and goes well with your voice. So what will you call me?"
"You, I'll call you Xiao Qiang, hahaha."
The two whispered sweet nothings while kissing again. Zhang Qiang's hands, which had been supporting his buttocks, began to
wander, reaching inside his pants and gently caressing his bottom.
"An'an, your butt is so big."
"Ugh, you're already complaining about me."
"How is this disliking you? I think a woman's butt should be round and perky like yours. Those flat ones
have absolutely no femininity!"
"Really? My mom's like that too. I used to think it was embarrassing to have a perky butt."
"Really! Isn't it said that a woman's most attractive feature is her large breasts and perky butt? You have both. I'm so lucky."
"Oh! So that's why you approached me, right?"
"No, it's not that. You always wear loose clothes, never skirts or jeans. I just
fell for you because you're pretty. I never realized you had such a great figure." Zhang Qiang was quite frank
; after all, love at first sight isn't about inner qualities.
"Am I really that pretty? Hehe." Being praised for being pretty is a very old-fashioned tactic, but what
young girl doesn't like it?
"You're so beautiful. I want to look at you like this every day, hold you and kiss you like this every day, and...
" As he spoke, Zhang Qiang's hand suddenly continued to move down towards Anya's genitals. Just as he touched a wet spot
, "Ah!" Anya suddenly stood up abruptly, "Don't touch there!"
This was probably Anya's bottom line, Zhang Qiang thought, and quickly stood up to apologize to her.
Anya looked at Zhang Qiang, then gently hugged his waist: "Xiao Qiang, don't misunderstand, I'll be
yours sooner or later, and then... you can do whatever you want, but... not tonight, okay? We've already done
enough tonight, I don't want things to move too fast between us."
Actually, Anya had another reason for not letting Zhang Qiang's hand continue touching her. Right now, her genitals were a complete mess,
and she absolutely couldn't let her boyfriend, who had just become her boyfriend tonight, know about it, otherwise, what would he think of her? Of course,
this was just the girl's own wild imagination. She was only afraid that her boyfriend would think she was dirty, not knowing that a woman's love juice was
the best aphrodisiac for a man.
Using the excuse of going to the restroom, Anya quickly cleaned her genitals. Her underwear was soaked, but she had no choice but to let it go. This time, however, she
didn't dare go far. After cleaning herself, she quickly ran back, sat down with her back to Zhang Qiang, and the two of them unknowingly fell
asleep sitting there. They didn't
wake up until the sun was shining on their faces; it was already past 6 a.m. The sun had risen early. They
had originally come to watch the sunrise, but instead of doing anything serious, they had done a bunch of inappropriate things. They chatted and laughed,
then got ready to go down the mountain. They had been holding hands going up, but coming down, they were arm in arm.

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