Seven, long time no see~ Short story author: zlz71999

After Xiaoyu's return, something truly exciting happened today!!
Seven, who went to serve in the army, is back!! Hahaha, it's been three years since I last saw
this idiot. When he appeared, he gave me a fright. It's not that I lack experience in dealing with such situations, it's just that the way he appeared was a bit strange. If it were like before, like when he was squatting by the roadside, shirtless, wearing big shorts, eating noodles from a bowl, I could get used to it. But look at him now, he's actually wearing a military uniform and standing at my door! It made me completely lose my mind—at first, I thought the police had come to arrest me. But then I thought about it more carefully, and wait a minute, if they were going to arrest me, it would have to be the police, not the army. Then the soldiers rushed towards me, ready to attack. I looked closer, and holy crap, it was my enemy!!
"I'll fight you to the death!!" I launched a flying kick and pounced... Don't let his years in the army fool you, he's still no match for me in a fight. This bastard must have spent three years in the military. Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that he was too embarrassed to use dirty tricks on us, but the second possibility seems extremely unlikely. After all, I've fought him for so many years, I know his tricks better than the hairs on the soles of my feet. Besides, I'm much more cunning, ruthless, and vicious than him... "Stop!!" After blocking my 23rd attempt at stealing peaches, Seven couldn't take it anymore and apologized with a pained expression, "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now. Can we eat first, brother? My treat, I'm starving...
" "Oh, oh, oh, then I accept your apology. Gather the men!" "I said
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... "n" isn't a person (of course, I can't help it if you interpret it that way), this person is my college classmate.
He's a tragic figure, a person with a hard life, and my brothers and I all thought he was destined to be alone forever... The specific reason is because his speech is just so incredibly vulgar... He only had one girlfriend in college, and it ended in a miscarriage... Here's what happened... It was a weekend, at his girlfriend's house, and during dinner, his girlfriend's mother asked how the food was, if it suited his taste.
Our Seven was going to say "It's great, it's very appetizing," but in a moment of madness, he blurted out, "It's great, it's very arousing!" "The whole family was in an uproar... His girlfriend was so angry she ignored him for the entire afternoon... Seven carefully apologized all afternoon, behaving very well and showing affection to his girlfriend's parents. He did an exceptionally good job, and their expressions began to soften. When they said goodbye that evening, the two elders saw them off, and Seven politely said, 'Uncle, please don't see us off. Please go back inside. Look how cold Auntie is...'
And then, that was the end of it...
According to the girl later, 'I just wanted to tear Seven's lips off to his ears so he wouldn't have to roll up his pies anymore...'
Seven then tried to date various girls without success. Seven spent four years in university living a life of 5 against 1 (you know what I mean). Every time they checked the dorms, they would lift his blanket and find him brimming with life..."
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Thirty minutes later, everyone was there, and we set off together for… the market—this guy is so cunning now, I bet he could get a "model of embezzlement" award in the army… We were walking back with our things when Xiaoyu tugged at my sleeve, “Is Seven really good at CS?”
“Yeah, he really was the soul of our team back in the day…” I nodded. That was absolutely true. Back then, Seven’s AK47 burst fire skills were legendary among the 80s generation. “He was really good, pretty arrogant.”
“But he’s not so good anymore, hahaha!” Seven Hearing me praise him, he immediately strode forward with his head held high—not watching his feet, he inevitably stepped into a tree pit and almost fell flat on his face… “He’s just sometimes a bit slow on the uptake…” I
shook my head, looking at him embarrassed, and said with some regret… Xiaoyu’s face turned red instantly, and he ran off with his head down… Back home, we drank, drank, drank… After getting a little tipsy, everyone started talking about the past, about skipping class to play computer games together, about helping each other reserve toilets when we went to the bathroom in the morning… As we talked, things got more and more serious… Seven, his eyes practically glazed over from drinking, looked at the pretty, fair-skinned Xiaoyu next to me, walked over, apologized to me (and was surprisingly polite), and then said to Xiaoyu, “Sister-in-law, I heard you’re quite the writer, let me give you a couplet to try!”
I broke out in a cold sweat—was this idiot going to pull another stunt?
Xiaoyu smiled slightly, seemingly oblivious: “Oh, tell me about it~”
Seven, beaming with excitement, threw out the first line of a couplet: "Fifth Brother tells Fourth Brother that Third Brother's Second Brother is the oldest." Then this idiot grinned at Xiaoyu, waiting for her to
slap her forehead in disbelief—this grandson's resorting to vulgarity again; three years in the army and he hasn't improved a bit… Xiaoyu smiled slightly: "Fifth Aunt tells Fourth Aunt that Third Aunt saw Second Aunt getting her period…" Now it was Seven's turn to be completely dumbfounded… It's said that after this incident, Seven was utterly awestruck by Xiaoyu and declared complete submission… Specifically, Seven immediately punished himself with several beers, then slapped himself dozens of times, told Xiaoyu he was blind to her worth, and finally buried his face in a soup bowl—he'd had too much to drink… I only have one word to describe my feelings at that moment: damn… After a while, Seven woke up, went outside to vomit, and came back with a cup in his hand, looking troubled: "Ninth Brother, give me some advice."
"What's wrong, kid? Is it because of a girl?" I actually understand him. He's grown up and hasn't even touched a decent girl yet. He's probably going through a lot of inner turmoil right now.
Seven said with a bitter face, "Do you think any girl will like me?
" "Of course! Seven is handsome, with a perfect face and no flaws. How could no girl like him?" I forced myself to comfort him, though what I really wanted to say wasn't "handsome," but "a real slut." "Really?" Seven was overjoyed, but his face immediately darkened. "But why is the girl I like always so cold to me?
" "Well... I'm just guessing. I think it has something to do with your personality. You're too blunt. It's not that the girl doesn't like you, but she's worried that you're too direct and might not really like her. So she keeps her distance. It's self-protection, you know?
" Seven scratched his head. "Then what should I do? To be honest, I used to fetch my ex-girlfriend's foot bath water every day.
" "Don't just fetch foot bath water, you have to be romantic..." I winked at Seven.
"Romantic! Absolutely romantic, I'm not kidding, if I get into a romantic mood..." Seven gestured wildly, while I buried my head under the table: "Romantic! Not romantic—of course, after being romantic, you can be romantic!"
Seven looked at me, then at Xiaoyu, and pleaded, "Sister-in-law, do you have any good female friends? Could you introduce me to one? I promise I'll treat her well in the future!"
Xiaoyu glanced at Seven, then at me, giving me a questioning look. I nodded, and Xiaoyu immediately relaxed: "Yes, there is, and she's a beauty! Her requirements aren't high, it just depends on whether you can meet them..."
Before she could finish speaking, Seven jumped up impatiently: "I can absolutely fulfill any request! She can have any kind of man she wants! Just tell me!"
Xiaoyu rubbed her head, gathering her thoughts: "She wants a guy who's a bit understated..."
Seven softened when she heard "a guy with a... well, you know," and hurriedly shook her head, saying, "I don't think we're suitable, let's just forget it..."
Me: "..."
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That night, Seven got completely drunk. After settling him in, I rushed back to my room—of course, Xiaoyu was waiting for me. Thinking of this, I let out a long wolf howl, tiptoed to Xiaoyu's door, and suddenly pushed it open. I froze—guess what I saw?
I estimate about 80% of the readers guessed that I saw Xiaoyu dressed in leopard print, sitting on the bed and flirting with me.
The other readers probably guessed: a naked strange woman on the bed (tsk tsk, how dark).
Congratulations… you're all wrong! There was nothing on the bed!
Xiaoyu returned a few minutes after I entered—she went to get me water to wash my face. I was so touched... Under the warm red light, Xiaoyu's rosy cheeks looked especially charming. I put the washbasin aside, stretched out my arms,
and scooped Xiaoyu up in my arms—anyone washing their face at this time must be underdeveloped! Ah, that familiar scent! As soon as I picked Xiaoyu up, I smelled that familiar fragrance, a scent that made my heart itch. I didn't need to guess to know it was a top international brand; one sniff and I knew it was... you wouldn't believe it.
Xiaoyu curled up in my arms like a kitten, and I gently kissed her little face—I wanted to kiss her too, but she covered her mouth with her hands and kept laughing.
I was quite curious: "Girl, what are you laughing about?"
Xiaoyu chuckled and said, "I was still running a red light today..."
I suddenly felt a wave of dizziness: "Stop it...!"
Before I could finish speaking, Xiaoyu suddenly jumped up and pinned me down, pouting her lips as she pressed them against my ear. Her soft, teasing voice whispered in my ear, "Just kidding, you silly boy..." #%^& Being
pinned down, I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness—damn, this rollercoaster of emotions was so incredibly exciting...? I endlessly savored Xiaoyu's softness, using my hands to disarm her step by step... Cloth armor—off!
Chest guard—off!
Leg guards—off!
Shoes—off!
Stockings—off... Wait, stockings, damn it! (both words are in the first tone)!
I suddenly realized what was happening, looked down, and saw that Xiaoyu had changed into a pair of light pink stockings... Oh dear, my mind went completely blank, filled with images of Tokyo Hot, that Caribbean...what...something...? My hand, which had been resting on Xiaoyu's lap, trembled. The natural, effortless movement of my hand suddenly felt like it'd been hit with a brick, and I didn't know where to put it... My God, God, and the heavens! This was the prelude to seducing me to death... Xiaoyu's smile deepened: "I knew you men liked this... You like it, right?" You
like it, right? Oh my god, I absolutely love this vibe! I laid Xiaoyu horizontally on the bed, like Uncle Da in Shaolin Soccer, carefully examining the tender pink stockings that had almost made me lose myself... (Of course, I didn't spit on them). Xiaoyu's legs were already beautiful—fair, tender, and
smooth, without an ounce of excess fat. Her skin was as delicate as a five-year-old's bottom. Now, paired with a pair of light pink stockings, the feeling was hazy and alluring. My mind was filled with images from novels—the kind of alluring, half-hidden beauty, or a hazy figure in a warm bathroom. Every mesh was tempting,
every fiber exuded charm! With a heavy heart, I pulled my eyes away from Xiaoyu's stockings. My mouth and hands roamed over her body. Xiaoyu arched her back, seemingly trying to push me away uncomfortably. She wasn't trying to push me away, but rather to get into position; her sweet, juicy body was ready to receive me.
Xiaoyu, she was so beautiful. Her rounded collarbones, her breasts that weren't too large but just right for my hands to rest on, her lower body like a bee's nest, her waist cinched, her hips rounded. I knelt before her legs, deliberately seducing her with a proud man's posture, but not immediately making a move
. Yu put a hand to her mouth, gazing at me hazily, her expression a mixture of resentment and undisguised love. I thrust forward, entering that warm, wet place. I felt a moment of dizziness, a sense of complete comfort... Then I heard a series of slapping sounds... (sounds of impact) Ahhhhhh... (Guess who it is) Ohhhhhh... (Keep guessing) Hmmhhhhh... (This is the two of us together)... &%%... *Interspersed with some meaningless words, (I originally wanted to write about the next morning directly)
Minutes later, the battle erupted as I roared: "I can't hold it in anymore!" "Then it ended... Our battle was so fierce that we were originally facing east, but after we finished, we were both facing west—we didn't even know when we turned around. The sheets were even rolled onto the floor by our bodies. There were still tear stains in Xiaoyu's eyes, caused by excessive excitement. I looked at Xiaoyu, who was limp and unable to move, and touched her smooth back, and said with a wicked smile, "Your skills have deteriorated. You used to be very greedy."
Xiaoyu kicked me and cursed, "Nonsense, I haven't practiced for a month. Even a pianist would be rusty."
I said dejectedly, "Well, I haven't been sharpening my spear every day." Xiaoyu chuckled: "
Then why so..." (3689 words of dialogue omitted here, the content is very explicit and cheesy) ===
... I didn't give him a friendly look:
"
Didn't you hear the moans and masturbate? Fantasizing about your sister-in-law is a crime!"
I thought Seven might swear he wouldn't do anything, but he gave me a strange attitude—he said hesitantly, "Brother, I think I'm having some psychological problems..."
I was curious: "What's wrong?"
Seven hesitated, stammering, "Don't laugh at me if I tell you..."
I waved my hand: "Don't worry, I definitely won't!"
Seven seemed to have made up his mind and told me, "Brother, I think I'm interested in men now. Last night, listening to you and your sister-in-law, I suddenly wanted to pin Xiao Xiao and the others down and ravage them. I think it would be really great. What should I do?"
I didn't answer, but directly picked up an ashtray from the table next to me and held it to my chest.
Seven suddenly realized: "Big brother, you mean I should have a broad mind and not worry about these trivial matters?"
I shouted: "Go to hell! If you take another step, I'll kill you!"
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[The End]

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