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The teaching support program is coming to an end... the next semester is coming soon. 　　Ah 　　... delightful
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********** 　　... 　　"Hello, is this Xiaohan? This is Yu Bei, can you recognize my voice?" 　　The voice on the other end was relatively cheerful, which made Meng Xiaohan breathe a sigh of relief. She said softly, "I have your 　　number saved here, I know it's you. What's up?" 　　"Ah, it's nothing really important, I just wanted to find Zhao Tao. His parents 　　transferred money to that card at home, saying I should go get the broken air conditioner fixed, or replace it if they can't fix it, but 　　Zhao Tao didn't tell me the PIN, so I can't withdraw the money. I was going to ask him." 　　Meng Xiaohan asked nervously, "Then...then how...how did he call me?" 　　"His phone is off," Yu Bei said matter-of-factly. "Xiaonan gave me Teacher Yu's phone number, but when I 　　contacted her, she said..." 　　She paused subtly for a few seconds, as if 　　the answer she heard from Yu Tianqiu wasn't quite normal, "She said Zhao Tao went shopping with you in the city, but the weather got bad, and he can't come back. So I had to contact 　　you, right? Is it convenient to let Zhao Tao listen to this?" 　　"Okay." Meng Xiaohan reached out to hand over the phone, but a second later realized something was wrong and quickly pulled it back 　　to her ear, saying loudly, "Wait a moment, I'll go next door to call him. If he's not taking a shower, I'll let him answer. 　　If he... um... if he's taking a shower, then I'll tell him to call you back later, okay 　　?" 　　Yu Bei's voice carried a subtle smile, and she seemed to sigh softly, "Okay, then I'll wait for 　　you." 　　Meng Xiaohan frowned, quickly got out of bed, slipped on slippers, grabbed a bath towel and hurriedly draped it over herself, then ran to the entryway 　　, pretended to open the door a crack, slammed it shut, stomped her feet a few times, knocked on the door, 　　turned to Zhao Tao and said loudly, "Zhao Tao, Zhao Tao, are you there?" 　　Zhao Tao had never seen Meng Xiaohan's acting so brilliantly before, and he suppressed a laugh as he replied, "Yes, I'm here. What's 　　up?" 　　"Um... Yu Bei's phone, why is it off?" 　　"My phone died, and I didn't bring a spare battery. What's up?" To create 　　the effect of being separated by the door, he even covered his mouth with his hand. 　　Meng Xiaohan opened and closed the door again, then walked back to the bedside, handed it to him, and said, "Here, you talk to her, 　　and give me back the phone 　　when you're done." "Okay." Zhao Tao finally couldn't help but laugh, but managed not to make a sound. As he took the phone, he 　　lightly pinched her exposed nipple before saying, "Hello, Xiaobei? What's up?" 　　"Take the call where Meng Xiaohan can't hear you." 　　The voice inside suddenly became much colder than before. Zhao Tao's heart skipped a beat. He waved his hand at Meng Xiaohan, 　　making a shushing gesture, paused deliberately for a few seconds, and then smiled and said, "Okay, I'm going away, Xiaohan can't hear 　　you anymore, go ahead and talk." 　　Meng Xiaohan gave him a complicated look, then leaned closer, clearly a little curious as well. 　　“Tell me the password first. Xiaonan is waiting to withdraw money.” 　　“Oh, 851230, that’s my universal password. Is it really worth calling to ask?” 　　“Xiaonan wanted to hear your voice, but she was too shy, so she persuaded me to call you. It’s a good excuse, 　　so why can’t I?” 　　“Sure, sure, of course.” 　　At this moment, Yu Bei changed the subject and chuckled, “You didn’t even ask me what password I wanted.” 　　“It’s just the bank…” 　　Meng Xiaohan pinched his leg, looking like she was about to cry. Zhao Tao then realized that, based on 　　the performance just now, he shouldn’t know this. 　　“You really are with Xiaohan.” Yu Bei’s tone sounded rather complicated. “I thought… 　　Teacher Yu was just joking and teasing Xiaonan and me.” 　　“What did Yu Tianqiu say to you?” Zhao Tao suddenly became a little nervous. He had felt that 　　something was off about Yu Tianqiu since he came here, but apart from always coming to squeeze him dry, there was nothing wrong with her, which made him 　　unconsciously lower his guard. 　　However, even if he didn't let his guard down, it seemed like there was nothing he could do. 　　"She didn't say anything," Yu Bei said calmly. "Zhao Tao, Xiaohan... is different from us. 　　Is it really appropriate for you to treat her like this?" 　　Zhao Tao glanced at Meng Xiaohan. Fortunately, her expression was still mostly in shock. "Xiao 　　Bei, you know about this, right? I... I had a crush on her for a long time, and I still like her a lot now. 　　She... she confessed again, saying she loves me, and I... I just couldn't help it..." 　　"Zhao Tao, can you give Xiaohan what she wants? Are you going to go back on your promise to Xingyu? 　　Your relationships are already messy enough. If things get even more complicated, aren't you afraid of something bad happening?" Yu Bei's anxiety 　　finally surfaced in her gentle voice. "I haven't been feeling well lately. I always feel... I always feel 　　that when I get there next semester, the situation I'll face might be even worse than it is now." 　　"It's nothing," Zhao Tao said, glancing at Meng Xiaohan again, a little guilty. Seeing her nod with a serious expression 　　, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Xiaohan didn't ask for anything, just a little bit of time. I don't think there will 　　be any problems next semester. Even if there are... I can do my best to solve them. I will definitely keep my promise."

After a long silence, Yu Bei suddenly spoke, "Xiaohan, what exactly do you mean?"
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Meng Xiaohan, who was clutching her bath towel looking somewhat dejected, was suddenly asked this question. She was clearly stunned for a moment
and said in a bit of panic, "I...I?"
Yang Nan's rather smug voice came from the other end: "See, I told you they were definitely still together, otherwise
Zhao Tao would never have spoken like that, hesitant and indecisive."
Yu Bei's words revealed a restrained calmness, "Xiaohan, I really want to know, what exactly do you want
? After Zhao Tao clearly said he wouldn't let you become his girlfriend."
"I...I didn't mean anything by it." Meng Xiaohan seemed quite embarrassed. For her plans, Yu Bei was probably
the one who could bring her the biggest blow and pressure. "Yu Bei, I...I'm going abroad for an exchange program in my junior year
. I'm confident I can do it, so...so I'll leave in a year and a half at most.
What else can I do?"
Zhao Tao scratched his head, put his phone on speakerphone on the bed, and said, "Xiaobei, Xiaohan really doesn't have any other intentions.
She's decided to leave with beautiful memories, then go abroad peacefully, and never come back."
"You swear?" Yu Bei immediately followed up urgently.
Zhao Tao felt a chill, sensing the intense unease in Yu Bei's heart. He vaguely realized that Yu Bei's
consistently tolerant and generous attitude towards others might simply be because she understood he wouldn't develop any real feelings for her anymore.
But Yu Bei knew Meng Xiaohan's situation clearly. As a former class beauty who had rejected many boys
, she probably understood how deeply a crush could leave an impression after confession and rejection.
Zhao Tao's true love seemed to be Yu Bei's bottom line.
It would be best if no one else could have him.
If someone had to have him, it should be her.
Logically and emotionally, it should be her.
Meng Xiaohan closed her eyes and slowly said, "Yu Bei, I swear, no matter what happens, I will do everything in my
power to get a place to study abroad, to leave Zhao Tao's side, to leave this country, to the farthest place I can go
. I will absolutely not get involved in your relationship with Zhao Tao. If I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning."
"Lightning and lightning... that's too insincere," Yu Bei said calmly, sounding somewhat dissatisfied
.
"Then, if I don't do what I said, let me... let me be killed. Let me bleed to
death, die completely, so no one can save me. Are you satisfied now?"
Zhao Tao couldn't help but shudder and quickly said softly, "Xiao Bei, it can't be that bad."
Yu Bei ignored him and said to Meng Xiaohan, "Xiaohan, then I'll believe you. I'll give you
the chance to share Zhao Tao. I hope you'll live up to my magnanimity. But remember to keep it from Zhang Xingyu. You and Zhao Tao
had better be careful. She's not me, and she's not as heartless as Xiao Nan."
Yang Nan laughed on the other end, "I'm not heartless, I'm... lustful. Xiao Bei, don't
glare at me. I'm not interested in that bookworm. I love you, so how about I swear that if I don't stand
on your side, I'll be hung up and swung around. How about that?"
"Enough!" Zhao Tao roared, stunning the three girls on both sides of the phone.
The palpitations grew stronger, as if some demon was whispering and taunting him in his ear. He gasped
, "Is something as serious as life and death something you can joke about so easily? What kind of oaths are you making!"
Yang Nan muttered something, seemingly apologizing.
But Meng Xiaohan just lowered her head and didn't say anything.
After a dozen seconds of silence, Yu Bei spoke, "Actually, for me, things more important than life and death have
long since become a joke. That's all for now. Have fun, goodbye."
Then, the phone hung up.
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Zhao Tao was, of course, already weak.
Even though Meng Xiaohan was only wrapped in a not-so-neat bath towel, her breasts half-exposed, he still
couldn't muster any energy.
Yu Bei's last words kept swirling in his mind, like a song that had been half-listened to and suddenly turned off, the remaining
melody becoming an earworm, popping up in his mind every now and then, making him restless.
The condom on his penis was crumpled and limp, hanging awkwardly between his legs.
A tense silence lingered in the room.
A few minutes later, Meng Xiaohan suddenly smiled, picked up her phone, turned it off, and placed it on the bedside table. "Now,
at least no one can bother us tonight."
Zhao Tao lay down and looked at her, feeling a pang of guilt. He felt that her gaze now resembled that of a
mistress who had just been scolded by her wife.
“We were too stupid, we got caught by Yu Bei on the very first day.” Meng Xiaohan moved her knees to his side, leaned down
against his chest, and said softly, “It seems I need to be even more careful when guarding against Zhang Xingyu.”
“I don’t think I can hide it anymore.” Zhao Tao said with a worried look, “I only recently realized that all the women around me
are actually vixens, and they’re all smarter than me.”
“Yeah, I’m the only fool. I’m always being fooled by this one and that one.” Meng Xiaohan said lightly, “By you.”
“I… didn’t fool you much after that.”
Meng Xiaohan didn’t respond, but instead reached out and gently squeezed his penis, which was wrapped in a crumpled condom.
“Zhao Tao, this… shouldn’t you rest for a while?”
“I haven’t ejaculated yet, no need.” Zhao Tao squeezed it a couple of times and frowned. “But, I might
feel a bit off right now, and I’m not energetic.”
Meng Xiaohan seemed to really want it, her small hands clumsily grasping and squeezing his penis.
"Xiaohan, no need to rush, there's still a long night ahead." Zhao Tao looked at her focused expression and found it inexplicably
amusing. "Let me calm down a bit, maybe I'll get hard as soon as I touch your breasts."
She paused for a moment, then threw off the towel, grabbed his hand, and placed it
on her soft, small breasts, whispering, "Like this?"
This... really did seem like her way of solving problems.
Zhao Tao suddenly felt this might be a perfect opportunity, and after considering it for a moment, he gently rubbed her cute...
While looking at her breasts, she silently recited the math formulas she hadn't quite forgotten.
It was quite effective; although her little brother had recovered a bit, he still showed some respect for his master, not immediately becoming aggressive.
"Still...not working?" Meng Xiaohan looked at her chest with some frustration, whispering, "Is it
...too small?"
"No, no, it's mainly because I was startled just now, I panicked. Men...actually, the psychological impact is quite
significant." Zhao Tao made a somewhat troubled expression, then tentatively suggested, "How about...Xiaohan, you give me
a kiss?"
"Oh." She nodded.
But before he could feel secretly pleased, he saw her turn and lean in, blushing as she kissed him, her shy little
tongue unusually actively probing into his mouth.
He almost lost himself in the moment, but after savoring the soft sweetness of her lips for a while, he couldn't resist moving
his thoughts to her lower abdomen. He gently pushed her away, squeezed her small hand that was still holding his penis, and whispered
, "I mean, kiss me there. That will definitely help me recover faster, I promise."
"You...you mean...you mean..." A large blush rose on her face, and she moaned, "You
mean...oral sex?"
Tsk...hearing Meng Xiaohan use such a shy and nervous tone to utter such a rather precise and suggestive term really aroused him, and
he almost couldn't help but get hard.
"Hmm, is it okay?" He licked his lips, looking very expectant. "Look, I washed it quite clean,
I don't think it's dirty."
She blushed and nodded, whispering, "I know. A little... a little smell... it's okay
."
As she spoke, she turned around, knelt down beside him, frowned at the crumpled condom, reached out and touched it,
brought it to her nose and smelled it, then rubbed it between her fingers and gently touched it with the tip of her tongue.
"Does this condom smell a bit strong? Let's get a new one. We don't need this one." He
insisted on keeping it even through the condom, and without waiting for Meng Xiaohan's reply, he hurriedly ripped it off and tossed it onto the floor beside the bed.
"We have plenty of condoms, enough for one night without sleeping."
"I still need to sleep," she pursed her lips, hesitated, and said softly, "But… a little less sleep is
good, after all, my… days are numbered. Right?"
This time, Zhao Tao chose not to respond, only smiling and gesturing towards the "serious business" at hand.
She took two deep breaths, as if preparing to examine a sample crucial to exam results under a microscope,
scrutinizing it closely. After zooming in, she couldn't resist rubbing her finger against the glans, then
touching it to her tongue, before frowning and saying, "Zhao Tao, it smells awful… Can you… wash it again?"
"No problem, I'll use soap." Knowing this meant it was basically okay, Zhao Tao happily jumped out of bed,
rushed into the bathroom, grabbed the showerhead, and thoroughly washed his penis several
times.
Only when his fingers smelled of hotel shower gel did he sigh, quickly dry himself with a towel
, and go back inside.
Meng Xiao had already pulled the covers over herself and lay down, staring blankly at the ceiling light fixture, lost
in thought.
He kicked off his slippers and pounced on her, pulling her beneath him. He smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you spacing out?"
"Nothing, I... I just wanted to remember what this room looks like, to keep it in my heart." She smiled.
"Maybe when I go back to China to visit relatives in the future, I'll come back to see it again if I have time."
Feeling that continuing this topic would evoke a strange sadness, he scratched
his head and decided to be direct, straightening his back with a smile. "Hey, I'm all washed up, clean and smelling wonderful. Smell it if you don't believe me
."
She bit her lip nervously, sat up, and sniffed his eagerly offered-up member.
Then she looked up, somewhat confused, and asked, "This... how should I kiss you
?"
"As long as your teeth don't touch, you can suck, lick, or lick whatever you want." Unexpectedly, Meng Xiaohan, who was a germaphobe,
was more accepting of oral sex than Jin Lin. Zhao Tao got excited, and his penis couldn't help but stand up.
Meng Xiaohan had already opened her mouth, but upon seeing the result, she paused,
blinked at the glans that had suddenly risen from her chin to her nose, and whispered, "Zhao Tao, this... seems to be hard."
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"Oral sex... can make you that happy?" Seeing Zhao Tao's face instantly fall, Meng Xiaohan looked up and
asked softly.
Her expression indeed looked very puzzled.
For some reason, seeing Meng Xiaohan's pure expression, Zhao Tao unconsciously felt
an urge to remain honest. He scratched his head, choosing not to directly flatter her with words of joy, but instead said, "If I had to say,
the pleasure isn't as pleasurable as sex, and it requires the woman to have skillful techniques. But psychologically, it's incredibly satisfying
, like... um... like..."
He thought for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "Like when I kiss your feet, don't you get
wet?"
Meng Xiaohan nodded first, then her face flushed red, and she looked away, whispering, "Is it that
... feeling?"
"Yes, I think it's that feeling, the pleasure of combining physical and psychological pleasure. It's like...
um... like you completely belong to me."
“That’s how love is,” she murmured softly, “You always have to do
something outrageous for love to prove it.”
Before Zhao Tao could answer, Meng Xiaohan had already sat up straight on the bed, arching her slender waist, and reached out to grasp
his penis. She carefully leaned closer, puckered her small lips, and
lightly kissed the smooth, clean tip.
That was, after all, the sensitive area of the glans; a tingling sensation shot through him, and Zhao Tao immediately groaned in pleasure,
gently rubbing her delicate earlobe.
“Don’t touch my teeth, okay?” Like a diligent student, she looked up to confirm.
"Hmm, if you touch it, the stimulation might be a bit too much, and you might go soft accidentally," he quickly cautioned.
She opened her mouth to demonstrate, biting her lip and showing a slightly troubled expression.
Her mouth was indeed quite small, and she was usually very quiet and reserved, rarely appearing the
kind of person who would worry about dislocating their jaw.
Then, she moved her jaw joints a few times, making a clicking sound in her cheeks, before finally finding the right fit and
slowly placing her mouth on his penis.
It really did fit; her mouth opened to its limit, as if afraid her teeth would touch it. As a result, the
head of his penis only reached about halfway in before touching his tongue and palate, but the surrounding area was empty, only feeling
the warm, moist air enveloping it.
This was basically the deepthroating action of an actress in an adult film!
Zhao Tao could only say helplessly, "Xiaohan, you don't need to... open it so big. When you eat a popsicle,
you can suck on it without hitting your teeth, right?"
She pulled back a little, holding his little brother, and said, "But popsicles... aren't this thick. With ice cream
, no matter how you suck, you'll hit your teeth. I especially like biting ice cream sticks..."
It seemed he needed to be more patient.
He sat down first, cupped her face, and kissed her deeply for two minutes. Then, he put two fingers together, parted her soft
, rosy lips, and gently inserted them. "Come on, try sucking this first. Like eating a popsicle."
"Mmm." She nodded slightly, grabbed his wrists with both hands, and slowly took it in, probably seriously
imitating the action of eating a popsicle. Her small tongue was underneath, licking towards the top one after another.
"Yes, like this." He breathed heavily, adding an extra finger, trying to form a triangle.
She sucked it with a little effort, but managed to avoid her teeth, continuing the back-and-forth licking motion.
Perhaps because her mouth was open too wide, a glistening trail of saliva unknowingly dripped from the corner of her lips, highlighting
the intense and focused expression on her face—it was incredibly stimulating.
Unlike the alluring expressions of other girls focused on oral sex, Meng Xiaohan's seriousness seemed more like an effort
to solve a strange, unknown problem that she had to figure out as quickly as possible. Watching her suckle while
her brows furrowed slightly and her eyes darted back and forth, desperately thinking, instantly brought him back to his limit.
"Okay, mine isn't as thick as three fingers, can I try again now?" He withdrew his hand, deliberately
licking it a few times, and said to Meng Xiaohan, who was wiping her mouth.
"Mmm." She nodded again, then, seeing that he didn't stand up but sat with his legs spread apart, she asked doubtfully,
"Like this... how do I do it?"
"You can lie down. Kneeling is too tiring." He supported himself on the bed with both hands, leaning back slightly, his face full of expectant smiles
.
"That's right." She smiled, seemingly a little embarrassed by her nervousness and clumsiness, adjusted
her position, and lay down.
Her long hair fell down on both sides, like two walls, sandwiching her fair face. Her neat
bangs also hung down, obscuring her eyes and most of her nose from Zhao Tao's view.
So, excited, he could only see a small, rosy mouth slowly, slowly swallowing him.
The pleasure that followed instantly overwhelmed him.
Meng Xiaohan… the one lying between his legs, her tender white buttocks unconsciously raised, holding
the source of his erect desire, licking and sucking with her small tongue… it was Meng Xiaohan…
“Ah, sorry, did I touch your teeth?” She looked up at him, a little nervously whispering
.
“No, what’s wrong?” he asked, puzzled.
“Uh… nothing, I just noticed your expression suddenly became very serious.” She mumbled, lowering
her head to continue solving the elusive problem in her mouth.
Perhaps learning this kind of thing requires a certain talent, and Meng Xiaohan just wasn't exactly a top
student in this area. After struggling for more than ten minutes, seeing that she was sweating profusely, Zhao Tao felt a little sorry for her and finally gave up
the idea of ejaculating into her mouth. He gently patted her head and said softly, "Xiaohan, I'm done, that's enough, we
can start now."
"Mmm." She sat up, wiped her mouth, and was about to lie back.
"Wait," he pulled her back, "Can you stay on your stomach like before? Turn around, with your butt facing me."
She didn't speak, and her expression seemed a little ashamed, but after hesitating for a moment, she did as he said
.
Indeed, she was not very talented in this kind of thing. She had been quite good at giving him oral sex when she was bent over earlier
, but now that she knew it was the doggy style, she unconsciously arched her back higher.
"Xiaohan, lower your waist, lift your butt up, yes, that's the feeling of sticking it out." He knelt down, quickly
tore open a new condom, and put it on quickly.
She learned slowly, but she knew how to work hard. Soon, under his guidance, she assumed an alluring kneeling position, legs
apart, buttocks raised, her tender, glistening pink vulva slightly parted.
He pressed down on his erect penis, relying on the lubrication of the condom, and slowly pushed open her soft jade gate.
He slid in inch by inch into her body, until he reached the deepest point, then breathed a satisfied sigh, held
her round buttocks, and began to rock her back and forth.
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"Was it comfortable?" After tying the condom shut and throwing it in the trash can, Zhao Tao smiled and lay back
behind Meng Xiaohan's still slightly trembling body, hugging her sweaty waist, and asked.
"Mmm."
"How many times did it feel good?" he pressed, thinking that it was still early, the night was still long, both phones were off,
and no one would disturb him. He didn't want to stop and go to sleep after just one round.
"Three... um... maybe four times." Meng Xiaohan thought carefully for a moment and said, "The last two
were pretty close together, I don't know if I should count them separately."
Not bad, he was quite satisfied with the number of orgasms. Although he didn't use any aids or too many techniques,
his stamina, even with a condom, was far beyond that of an average guy. In one doggy-style position, he held her arm and thrust
until her legs went weak, and finally, they lay down together, just wriggling around for almost twenty minutes.
He was quite certain that Meng Xiaohan had orgasmed at least twice in that position.
After a brief, intimate embrace, Meng Xiaohan whispered, "You want to do it again after you rest, right?"
"Yes, I do," he answered readily, his hand roughly kneading her breasts.
"Then... how long do you usually rest?"
"Half an hour if it's long, ten minutes or so if it's short." He
rubbed his soft penis against her smooth skin, laughing, "If you help, it'll be faster."
"You mean oral sex?" she asked softly, grasping his penis, this time not so shy.
"Mmm."
"Then I'll try." She said it naturally, as if chatting, then sat up, preparing to move
between his legs.
"No need to go over there, just lie on top of me, head facing that way, give me your little butt." He pulled her
thighs back.
"Uh... like this?" She lifted her leg over his head, glanced down, and saw her wet
vulva facing his face, instantly letting out a shameful moan, her white belly involuntarily twitching.
“Yes, put her down, bend over, come on…” He held her buttocks, bringing her crotch close to his
mouth. Seeing the distance was right, he couldn't hold back any longer and kissed her.
“Mmm… mmm…” Sweet moans escaped her lips. She panted and bent over,
her small breasts pressing against his stomach.
But she was petite; she lifted her head slightly and realized she couldn't reach Zhao Tao's penis, so she moved
forward.
Zhao Tao was diligently licking a soft, moist garden, his tongue lingering between the petals. He
wasn't about to let her go; he grabbed her thighs and held them firmly, brushing his tongue against her clitoris.
“Ah… ahh… Zhao Tao… you… you like this… I can't reach you…” She patted him,
grasped his penis, and compared the distance; it was indeed a little too short.
But he didn't care, he just held Meng Xiaohan tightly, licking even more fiercely and quickly.
"Ah, ah..." Her sweet moans became more rapid, her slender white legs bending and lowering, unconsciously
patting a pillow, rising and falling with the movement of his tongue.
"Mmm—" Only when the long, thin moans foreshadowed Meng Xiaohan's small orgasm did he use
the strength of his abdominal muscles to lift his body, lower his head and arch his back, pushing her down a short distance.
Now, his half-erect penis was finally aimed at her lips, which had been bitten red.
She gasped a few times, lowered her head, and slowly took it in.
"Mmm... ooh..."
Zhao Tao's tongue began to dance again, licking from the center of the wet, tender slit to the bottom, stimulating the already slightly swollen clitoris again and again
. The delicate bud continuously spread a current of pleasure, causing the tender flesh to contract and expand rapidly, and
oozing sticky love juice like a flower stamen.
"Mmm, mmm... mmm..."
Pleasure coursed through Meng Xiaohan's petite, naked body. She seemed to want to scream, but with a gradually
swelling glans in her mouth, and worried about her teeth touching it, she had to suppress her cries, only pursing her lips and sucking while making
muffled nasal sounds.
It was truly one of the most sensual sounds a girl could make.
Soon, she surrendered, turning her head away, leaving only her small hand unconsciously stroking his semi-erect penis
. She gasped, "No... Zhao Tao, like this... I can't concentrate."
"Why do you have to concentrate? Isn't it better to enjoy it together?" He pulled his head away, gently digging his fingers into her slippery vaginal
opening, and chuckled, "Xiaohan, making love with someone you like is a wonderful thing. It doesn't need to be as
serious as taking an exam."
"But like this, I... I feel so good, I can't concentrate on giving you oral sex." She still chose to move away
, leaning over him and taking his penis back in from the side, sucking a few times before releasing it. She explained softly, "Once
you've rested well, we... can really make love, right?"
"In a hurry?"
"Yes." Unexpectedly, she nodded, glanced at her watch, and said seriously, "I can't sleep too late.
I have to get up early tomorrow. I think... we should cherish our time."
“Okay, I think so too.” Zhao Tao jumped up onto the bed, his penis erect, and
said to Meng Xiaohan, who was sitting on the bed, “Come on, I know how to speed things up.”
“Use this position for oral sex?” She straightened her back, getting herself into a comfortable position, and then
asked softly.
The unexpected frankness with what should have been a shameful word created a subtle contrast of sexiness. Zhao Tao smiled,
lowered his head, and said softly, “It’s another way of oral sex. Come on, stick out your tongue.”
Under his direction, Meng Xiaohan raised her head slightly, grasped his penis, and lifted it upwards, like eating a long
ice cream cone. She licked it little by little from the two testicles at the bottom to the urethral opening at the very top.
She took it into her mouth and stroked it a couple of times, then returned to the bottom and licked upwards with her tongue. After repeating this several times,
her penis, which had almost recovered its energy, finally stood proudly and eagerly, ready for action.
“Is it ready?” she asked, panting.
“Come on, help me put it on.” He opened another condom and handed it to her.
Seeing her pinch the inflatable condom and slip it over the head of his penis, he immediately pulled her hand away and excitedly said, "Xiaohan, use
your mouth for the rest, put it on with your mouth."
"Huh?" She was stunned for a moment, but seeing his expectant face, she hesitated only for a second before opening her small mouth and
trying to smooth the smooth rubber part backward.
But even with her hands, it took her a long time to get the tight thing on, so how much strength did her soft lips have?
Naturally, the efficiency was even lower. As a result, it unconsciously turned into another form of oral sex, with her lips clenching tightly and
swallowing forcefully, then quickly releasing and withdrawing. To speed things up, even her tongue helped.
It took three or four minutes of effort to get the condom over a little more than halfway.
But at this point, when Meng Xiaohan swallowed, the hard penis would press against her forceful tongue, so she had to
lower her tongue and rely solely on her lips to suck and pull, unknowingly turning into a posture of trying to deep throat.
The condom-covered penis was even smoother than usual, and she was working with extreme concentration, so she accidentally...
Her head slid forward slightly, the glans hitting her throat forcefully, and she quickly spat it out, turning her head away to cough.
Perhaps because she was usually quite methodical in her work, in that last little bit,
just like when she was taking an exam and never considered cheating, she didn't quickly relieve herself with her hand, but instead took it in slowly,
pushing the rubber ring as deep as possible into the base of his penis.
The last two times before it was fully in place, Zhao Tao felt as if the tip of his glans had squeezed into her soft swallowing muscles, sending a
shiver down his spine.
His desire was fully aroused, and his stamina had increased due to the number of repetitions. In this
round, he changed positions, single-mindedly wanting Meng Xiaohan to fully enjoy the pleasure of sex.
When he felt he was about to ejaculate, he would change positions to slow down, rubbing her clitoris and pinching her tender breasts, and once the urge
subsided, he would continue his relentless thrusting, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.
Finally, he reached his climax in the position that gave Meng Xiaohan the most pleasure—holding her small, raised
feet together, kissing and sucking them while swaying his hips.
Perhaps because this position had only been used by one person before,
after a moment of blankness in his mind during ejaculation, Zhao Tao, listening to Meng Xiaohan's soft moans, inexplicably thought of Yu Bei…
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The only theme of this night was probably making love.
A box of six small-packaged condoms, by the time Zhao Tao and Meng Xiaohan decided to go to sleep, only
one remained.
Excluding the one wasted at the beginning, they had used four in the five hours since dinner that night.
When Zhao Tao had his last erection, he felt his penis was painfully hard.
Actually, Meng Xiaohan's situation wasn't much better; after all, she was a virgin who had just lost her virginity, and the second and
third times would definitely still be a little painful, but she didn't say anything or show it.
But people are made of flesh and blood, not rubber products that are so durable.
When he wiped her for the last time, Zhao Tao clearly saw a faint trace of blood on the tissue.
He wanted to pull it aside to take a look, but she blushed and shrank back under the covers, wearily shaking her head and saying, "It's nothing,
maybe a little scratched, similar to what happened after lunch, it's warm and a little spicy, but... it's not a big problem."
"Don't go to the doctor because of this..." He touched his slightly red and swollen foreskin, then slipped
under the covers.
"It's no big deal to see a doctor." She snuggled into his arms and said calmly, "I already have sexual experience, I can have a
gynecological exam, can't I?"
"Are you tired?" He stroked her arm and asked softly.
"I'm tired. So... I was just getting ready to sleep."
"But you said the same thing last time when we finished."
"You stretched out your legs and told me to clamp them, and I... I hesitated for a moment, and you wanted it."
"When you clamped my legs and twisted like you were masturbating, no man could resist, it was so tempting."
"Really?" A subtle hint of delight flashed in her eyes. "I thought I was just a bookworm, not
very charming."
It seemed she still held a grudge against Yang Nan's assessment.
"You overestimate guys. You're not that charming. You used up a whole box of condoms down to just one?" Zhao
Tao said with a mock laugh. "I was just worried I wouldn't be able to resist without a condom tomorrow morning. If it were
a big box of twelve, I could have tormented you for at least another two hours."
"But I... my skin's broken," she said softly, a little disappointed. "So useless, right?" "
That's normal," he said, pulling her hand. "Feel it, mine's swollen too. I was just joking. If we really did it again,
my little guy would give up too."
She gently stroked his swollen skin, remaining silent for a moment.
Feeling a bit sleepy, Zhao Tao pulled Meng Xiaohan closer and lay down. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but ask softly, "Xiaohan,
what...are you planning to do with our relationship from now on? I mean...from the start of the semester until you leave."
Girls don't seem to be particularly oblivious to these things; she immediately replied, "I'll be careful at school
. I know Zhang Xingyu...isn't someone you can easily fool. But I think we'll
have plenty of opportunities to meet, right? If it really doesn't work out...I'll be more free during the day when I'm home for the holidays. Anyway, Yu Bei
already knows, so...I can...ask you out occasionally, when you're free, right?"
"Back home," he said softly, stroking the passionate marks he'd left on her body, "
what if your family finds out? Aren't they very strict with you?"
Meng Xiaohan chuckled and said, "Even if they're strict...it only works if I obey. Do they expect
me to be completely forbidden from going out during the holidays?"
"Then...while at school, we'll just have to keep things the way they are before, right?"
"On the surface... let's leave it at that for now." Her tone softened, then she deliberately let out a big
yawn. "Go to sleep, okay?"
"Do you need to take a shower?"
"Tomorrow morning." She squinted and nuzzled against his chest. "I... I quite like your sweaty smell
. It makes me feel safe and warm, very comfortable."
"Okay, then, goodnight."
"Goodnight."
He reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, thus ending this indulgent, almost wanton day.
The next day, they got up early, washed and tidied themselves in the hotel room, caught the earliest bus back to
the county town, bought a decent-smelling sheet at a small market near the bus station, and headed
back to school.
Everything was peaceful.
Apart from Liu Huihui asking a few worried questions at lunch, no one at school cared whether Meng Xiaohan
had spent the night with a boy and what had happened.
Feng Luoxin didn't care at all; besides getting enough points for this social practice, she hadn't paid
much attention to anything else.
As for Yu Tianqiu and Jin Lin, there was no need to ask.
They both knew what had happened. When they were with Meng Xiaohan,
there were subtle changes in their eye contact and body language. What remained unchanged was their seemingly amicable and affectionate verbal
communication.
Zhao Tao, who had been a little apprehensive, finally relaxed and happily started planning what to do next.
There were two main points.
One was how to continue his intimacy with Meng Xiaohan at school. He even bought
a box of twelve condoms on his way back to his dorm. Meng Xiaohan was right next to him when he bought them; she didn't say anything
, just blushed slightly, as if tacitly agreeing, which naturally made his restless heart itch unbearably.
In the sweltering summer town, Zhang Xingyu couldn't possibly find out, so how could he not seize every opportunity to leave her with
"wonderful memories"? He was even thinking about finding an excuse to go hiking again this weekend, picking some flowers and plants
—he quite liked the natural, pure, and unpolluted environment by the stream.
How wonderful it would be to lie down on clothes and grass, letting Meng Xiaohan bleed incessantly amidst the murmuring water!
The other, of course, was urging Jin Lin to fulfill her promise as soon as possible.
Her period would end by the weekend at the latest, and the two days immediately following her period were the best safe
period. He wouldn't even need to waste condoms; he could give her his fill.
Most importantly, he was eager to take her virginity and gain more advantage over her.
Therefore, he kept an eye out every day to see if Jin Lin dared to go to the convenience store near the entrance to buy ice cream. After
observing for three days, on Thursday evening, Zhao Tao, as usual, lingered with Meng Xiaohan in the office until they
finished dinner. Like a young couple, they held hands, talked for a while, kissed, and returned to their dorm. He lay down, picked up his handheld game console,
and felt somewhat disappointed that their first task couldn't be accomplished yet.
Meng Xiaohan had started her period.
Perhaps afraid of having to report every time, she considerately told him that she would get small
red bumps near her philtrum during her period, and her face would be slightly oily. However, unlike Jin Lin, she remained gentle and emotionally stable during her period
, which gave Zhao Tao, who was used to his girlfriends being a little irritable during their periods,
a small comfort.
With Jin Lin still unsettled, his only remaining hope for tonight was the still-sexually potent Yu
Tianqiu.
However, aside from the advantage of being able to enjoy herself without lifting a finger, Zhao Tao was actually somewhat
tired of Yu Tianqiu.
He didn't really like women who hadn't given themselves virginity and could be taken by another man at any time.
As always, he was focused on developing beautiful female characters in Fire Emblem, using the flashcart's instant save function to perform
the tedious and repetitive "grinding" process, when Zhao Tao heard a knock at the door.
He sat up and saw Jin Lin enter.
She calmly closed the door, bolted it, and went straight to the bedside.
"Oh, here to fulfill your promise?" Zhao Tao happily saved his game, tossed the handheld console aside, and sat up to
pull back the mosquito net.
"I'm not completely done yet," Jin Lin said irritably, seemingly still caught up in her period
.
"So you came all this way to chat with me in the middle of the night?" he retorted irritably, immediately adopting
an attitude of "I won't tolerate you.
" "You haven't forgotten that the most important part of our agreement was the experiment, have you?" Her beautiful eyes widened
, then she placed a small bottle she was clutching on the table.
It was a clean nail polish bottle, the cap still attached to a small brush, looking like it had been prepared for several
days.
"You... what's this?"
Jin Lin pointed to his crotch, then to her mouth, then to the bottle, saying, "Stop pretending, come on
."
"Hey, you haven't forgotten that semen actually has an expiration date, have you?" Zhao Tao quickly reminded her.
Jin Lin glanced at her phone and said casually, "Don't worry, it's 8:30 now. I've arranged to meet Meng Xiaohan
at the dorm at 10:00 for fruit, so it'll definitely be fresh."
She decisively unscrewed the bottle cap, plopped down on the bed, and
gave him a sharp, rather than seductive, look. She licked her lips and smiled, "What are you waiting for? Want me
to help you undress?"

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