[The Big Star Colored Version] (31) Author: Old Friend

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Chapter 31 ~ A Continuation

Like a desperate gambler betting everything at the card table, Lawrence was ruthless and uncompromising. He completely
tore off his mask of pretense, exposing his desires nakedly—before asking this premeditated
question, he may have made all sorts of calculations, but the scene before him was definitely something he had overlooked
, because his expression showed that he was not only surprised but also annoyed.

Xu Shu laughed as if no one else was around. When she turned to face Lawrence, her beautiful face still radiated a
captivating smile. Obviously, the black man's question was the trigger, which easily made him reflect on whether he
had unintentionally told a joke, and his hesitation and lack of confidence would give rise to bad thoughts—she was laughing at me! Rawls,
somewhat annoyed, stepped forward, waving his handcuffed arms and protesting gruffly, "This
isn't funny at all, I'm serious!"

"Shh~"

Xu Shu gently patted the black man's shoulder, speaking in a tone like soothing a naughty child, "Shh~ Okay,
I know you're serious, and I also know you've been troubled by this for a long time..."

Xu Shu's reassurance worked; the big black man's agitation vanished, and he looked at the stunning
beauty so close to him, his eyes once again filled with greed and anticipation.

Xu Shu, standing at least 1.7 meters tall, looked up at the burly black man, smiling serenely, "Look,
you're handcuffed."

Her fair hand caressed the cold chains, her slender fingertips slowly tracing the thick arm, then the
handsome black face, finally stopping at the thick, reddish-brown lips.

"Nobody can touch me..."

Xu Shu sighed softly, watching with interest as the black man hungrily sucked on her finger. Her slightly parted, sexy
red lips uttered a few syllables: "Unless I want to touch."

The black man became impatient again. He opened his mouth to say something, but saw the little finger in his mouth leaving. He
quickly reached out to grab it. "Oh, no!"

Xu Shu nimbly turned and took two steps back, smiling smugly. She put her little hand behind her back, like
a naughty girl deliberately hiding candy from her friends.

Rawls rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Hey, is that your answer? You're not being honest at all!"

"And you're not exactly a humble gentleman either."

Xu Shu raised an eyebrow, teasingly adding, "I hope your second question will command respect, like,
how can I undress you and turn you into a little lamb, right?"

Rawls was taken aback by Xu Shu's retort, his dark face turning red. He shrugged in an American style,
a helpless expression of being misunderstood. "Ha, oh, you know, you said you'd be my girlfriend, even if only for
a day, but that's quite suggestive, isn't it? I love you! I swear I love you, I'm pursuing my
happiness... Of course, happiness also includes being together, isn't that the same for you Chinese people?

I think since you're willing to be my girlfriend, willing to give me a chance to be your boyfriend, then I
should use the way I'm best at to let you feel my love, my excellence, and make you fall in love with me, right?
Am I wrong?"

"Sex?"

Xu Shu said with a half-smile, "Is this your best way of dating?"

"Of course not!"

Lawrence proudly puffed out his chest, "I'm also a tough guy!
A black tough guy with a great sense of humor and high moral character!"

"Tonight I'm yours."

Xu Shu smiled sweetly, turned and walked into the bar, "Come on, my tough guy boyfriend, with my style
, he's not yours."

Lawrence paused for a moment, then grinned, revealing a set of perfect white teeth, "I need to celebrate!
Celebrate big!"

He quickly followed, then deliberately lagged behind, his eyes greedily scanning her swaying figure.
"Hey, darling, I bet you're a natural-born firecracker, way hotter than Alba!"

Xu Shu strolled along the black U-shaped bar, one hand resting on it. Hearing this, she turned halfway around. "
Hmm ?"

Lawrence rubbed his hands together, winking. "For example, your stance. It's casual, but you
know what? From my angle, I bet any normal man would utter
a sigh of admiration, because they'd seen the hottest side of a woman."

He then made a camera shape with his index finger and thumb, bending down slightly to demonstrate. "From your pretty
little toes..." "First, then beautiful calves, then beautiful thighs, and here..."

He paused, then exclaimed, "The ultimate, perfect Hill of Desire!"

Xu Shu was undeniably beautiful. Perhaps due to her work in film and television, her every move unconsciously conformed to
the aesthetics of the camera lens. And often, the aesthetics weren't judged by the camera, but by the human eye. For example,

the moment she paused revealed her most perfect and sensual profile to the black man's eyes—that alluring and charming

gaze ; those full, high breasts; that flat and symmetrical abdomen; that plump and perky buttocks; and those straight and
slender legs and that bulging, mound of pubis.

The almost obscene praise didn't make Xu Shu uncomfortable. She simply raised her hand to brush a strand of hair from her forehead and gave
Lawrence a meaningful smile. The black man immediately dared not be presumptuous. He darted forward and then
slipped behind the bar. "Wow! What should I get? Chivas Regal? Hennesse? Champagne? I have the world's finest wines
here ! Of course, there's also Moutai, the national liquor from China!"

He opened the wall cabinet refrigerator, where an orange glow adorned the more than two-meter-long, three-tiered display case, where bottles of
refrigerated fine wines were neatly arranged.

"Baccardi!"

Xu Shu sat down on a high bar stool. "Over twenty years old."

"Oh, this is a challenge."

Rolls walked over the wine cabinet, his gaze sweeping over the rare vintages in the refrigerated wines. He picked one out, placed it
on , and pushed it in front of Xu Shu. "Louis XIII, a century-old vintage from Chateau Buffett.
A rare find that I bought at a French auction three years ago. One of only three in the world. Only the woman I truly love deserves to
share . Now, I am fortunate enough to have this opportunity."

Lowes gazed at Xu Shu with deep affection, then magically produced another long-necked wine bottle.
"In 1918, the Princess Cruises, sailing from Seattle to Edinburgh, encountered a rare storm in the North Atlantic and
disappeared. It wasn't until 1988 that it reappeared before the world's eyes. Along with 143 kilograms of gold
, 23 bottles of fine wine—Bacardi! As you wish!"

Lowes, having finished reciting his speech, stood there, aggressively and oppressively approaching Xu Shu.
His upper body leaned over the bar, tilting forward at a 45-degree angle. The distance between them was no more than 30 centimeters, intimate
yet leaving some space for freedom.

The sudden turn of events caused Xu Shu to open her mouth slightly in surprise, then a faint smile appeared on her face. "Darling,
I'm very surprised and grateful for the wine you prepared for me. However, what interests me even more is your
technique, Mr. Magician."

Lawrence raised an eyebrow smugly. "That's not important. What's important is that we're about to have a romantic
evening, isn't it?"

He raised his hands and waved them. "Look, I'm still wearing your gift."

"Alright,"

Xu Shu tapped the table lightly, "Let's celebrate."

"Oh yeah!"

Laws yelled, waving his fist. He quickly turned and pulled a
beautiful decanter with a curved neck like a goose from the cupboard. "Bacardi?"

Xu Shu nodded, then watched Laws skillfully uncork the bottle and slowly pour the dark red liquid into
the glass. "The sleeping beauty will slowly awaken; we need to wait patiently."

Laws carefully placed the bottom of the decanter flat on the table. "Fragrant and rich, this
must be an absolute beauty, I guarantee it!"

Xu Shu covered her forehead and sighed, "Darling, if you could wear an evening gown, I think the beauty would
like you even more. Of course, you could also listen to upbeat dance music, swaying and chugging beer
—I think that would be even better, more suitable for you."

Laws stared blankly for a few seconds, then said sullenly, "Can't black people be elegant? You're
discriminating against me!"

"You misunderstood. I just prefer the real you."

Xu Shu pulled a white box from her collar, opened it, and took out a slender white cigarette, gently twirling it
between two delicate fingers. "Instead of pretending to be a refined scoundrel."

Lawrence's angry expression subsided, and he tentatively asked, "I grew up in Brooklyn, New York,
where there are many homeless black people who commit crimes, violence,
robbery, rape, prostitution, and drugs..."

Xu Shu couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Are you an idiot?"

The big black man perked up and exclaimed, "Although I was born there, I made my way up through
hard work. I can play eleven musical instruments, my popping is pleasing to the eye, haha, I have a natural sense of humor,
I'm loyal to my brothers, and I'm dedicated to my career..."

"Okay, you win."

Xu Shu waved her hand helplessly. "Your confidence is your greatest advantage."

"Of course, I'm an invincible Superman!"

Lawrence shamelessly flashed a V-sign.

A flash of light illuminated a stunningly beautiful face. Xu Shu took an elegant drag of her cigarette.
"Waiting is boring. What's your second question?"

Lawrence gazed intently at the breathtaking beauty before him, then closed his eyes, clasped his hands in prayer,
and said, "High goddess, please tell her admirer, will his wish be fulfilled tonight? Amen
."

Through the drifting blue smoke, a small, jade-like hand passed by. Xu Shu gently stroked the black man's slightly
resolute face, murmuring something. She closed her eyes slightly, then offered a kiss to his
lips. After a moment's hesitation, she finally met his.

This was her answer.

Lauers received the message and responded with even greater enthusiasm. His joyful expression had barely surfaced when his
tongue eagerly probed forward. Xu Shu slightly turned her face to meet his. The two had likely
practiced how to better showcase a deep kiss on camera, and now, with another opportunity, they displayed their skills.
They were so familiar with each other that they seemed to have a tacit understanding; their rhythm of the kiss and the movement of their heads were perfectly synchronized.

Lauers remained restrained, the deep kiss lasting over three minutes. His hands remained clasped in a
prayerful gesture, savoring Xu Shu's charm solely through the touch of their lips and tongues. Only when their lips parted did he slowly open
his eyes, licking his full lips with lingering satisfaction. "It was too beautiful, like a dream… Thank
God, thank my goddess!"

Xu Shu lit another cigarette, her emotions veiled in the pale blue smoke, adding
an elusive sense of distance to her beauty. "Could you dim the lights a little?"

"Of course!"

Lawrence seemed oblivious to Xu Shu's odd behavior. He answered readily, turned, and walked to
a computer resembling a karaoke machine at the far end of the U-shaped bar. The black screen, previously in screensaver mode,
displayed over a dozen different camera angles as a large black hand touched it. Lawrence skillfully zoomed in
on one and brazenly stared at it for a few seconds—it was a view of Xu Shu's back.
Two long, slender, jade-like legs dangled from the red bar stool, her pert buttocks bulging alluringly in a
full, seductive arc as she sat on the seat. Her sexy, triangular hot pants barely covered her beautiful back,
and the top edge of her sequined belt revealed a deep vertical groove about a finger's length long. Two cute little dimples appeared at the junction of her waist and hips,
and above that was her almost completely bare back.

Xu Shu stared down at the dark red liquor in the glass bottle, seemingly unaware of Lawrence's
spying.

Suddenly, the flashing neon lights made her look up in surprise. Not far away, Lawrence grinned at her,
and then a slow, rocking melody began to fill the strangely decorated bar.

The melody was familiar; it was "Love March," which had swept the nation a couple of years ago. Not only were the lyrics and melody excellent,
but the beautiful Xu Shu's captivating performance also contributed to its widespread popularity both domestically and internationally
. It was incredibly popular, except for the dance moves, which were too technical for a public square.

Lauers pulled a black hat from somewhere and put it on, swaying as he took a sip of beer that had
also appeared in his hand. With a cold expression, he approached Xu Shu, then
deftly flipped over the bar, landing beside her with a cool stance.

Xu Shu smiled playfully, taking a nimble step to begin her dance. As the melody reached its
first pause, the two, who had been standing still, moved almost simultaneously.

"Love March" tells the story of a young girl's budding feelings of first love, from her initial encounter with a boy, her
growing affection, to their acquaintance, their understanding of each other, and finally, their becoming lovers.

The choreography not only showcased the narrative's ebb and flow but also incorporated personalized
elements , with most of the choreography done by women.

Lauers had clearly done his homework; whenever it was his turn to interact, his steps were clumsy and awkward, yet
his earnest and comical expression always won Xu Shu's heart.

Surrounding the large black pillar of Laws, Xu Shu, dressed in a sexy and fiery outfit, performed another impromptu
dance, lively and cheerful with many intimate and provocative moves, but all kept within reasonable bounds.

At the end of the song, the original music video paused against a sunset background, showing two lovers holding hands and gazing at each other.

Laws, however, seemed to have planned this all along. He not only locked eyes with Xu Shu but also leaned his head to boldly
kiss her. Xu Shu hesitated slightly before being kissed firmly.

The kiss was light, their lips parted, and Laws whispered something in Xu Shu's ear. Xu Shu snorted and playfully
punched him in the chest.

"If nothing unexpected happens, your creativity is nothing special."

As the melody of the second song began, Xu Shu's bright eyes were full of smiles. "Want me to guess what
the third one is?"

"Okay, I admit you're much smarter than I thought."

Lawrence showed no sign of frustration. "But so what?"

The second song was also by Xu Shu, and it was a sequel to the first, "Love March." It had also created
a legend on various charts and in sales, and had successfully entered the Japanese, Korean, and Western markets. The difference was that this song,

released last year, had received more criticism than its sister song—a small number of moralists believed that the music video

was too daring, and that Xu Shu, as a public figure, had damaged her pure goddess image, which would
affect the healthy growth of teenagers, and so on.

But in front of Lawrence, moral obstacles did not exist at all. He not only wanted to
dance along, but he also longed to dance with Xu Shu.

Xu Shu granted Lawrence's wish, and she even told him what would happen.

The casualness of Newjazz imbued the dance music with a sexy and wild tone, while Xu Shu's body language
gave this love story its soul, allowing everyone who saw it to feel the burning youth in life and
the yearning for unrestrained love. Xu Shu was like a beautiful enchantress in the dark night, dancing gracefully with a fatal allure—
sexy and captivating dance steps, hip swaying and swaying at the beat, accompanied by powerful shoulder swings, a pair of electrifying
eyes, and lips that seemed to be chanting a spell.

Lawrence slowly lost his rhythm. As someone famous for street dance, he shouldn't have made such
a basic mistake. He must have been amazed by Xu Shu's sudden burst of extreme charm. Perhaps he preferred to
quietly appreciate Xu Shu's solo dance. But when Xu Shu ran towards the male lead like in the original music video, he was
momentarily stunned. Fortunately, he still managed to catch Xu Shu as she leaped into the air.

The rousing music continued, the dappled neon lights danced around, and the two stood frozen
in silent contemplation. Xu Shu's smile deepened, as if mocking Lawrence's ignorance. Her slightly damp long hair
fell across her forehead, and she didn't pull her arms away from the black man's neck, simply looking at him and smiling.

The black man's large hands firmly cradled her shapely buttocks, his gaze somewhat infatuated. He inhaled Xu Shu's warm,
slightly panting breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Can I hold you a little longer?"

"You're already doing that,"

Xu Shu's answer was ambiguous.

Lawrence naturally interpreted this as encouragement. He wisely didn't release her
tender buttocks, which were now in his hands, and even proactively kissed her fragrant lips. Xu Shu accepted the black man's advances, responding
passionately , the occasional glint of light illuminating the strands of saliva between their lips and tongues.

Perhaps believing the time was ripe, Lawrence's large hands began tentatively kneading those two
tempting peach-like buttocks. He started with small, gentle touches, gradually increasing the pressure. His outstretched fingers
revealed the marks of his force on the tender flesh. Xu Shu, caught in the passionate kiss, seemed immersed in the scent of male hormones,
only symbolically arching her head upwards in a parabolic arc before falling back down.

Upbeat music easily arouses a man's desire, especially in such an ambiguous setting, embracing the
woman of his dreams! Lawrence naturally became erect. His loose khaki casual pants seemed to
contain a large, writhing snake, its frequent thrusts hindered by the fabric, making it difficult for the snake to breathe. A
few times, his large hand pushed it down, finally giving it room to breathe, and it raised its head high, almost
touching the full, ripe peach.

So, Lawrence loosened his grip a little, letting the slit of the peach brush against his large snake. That single
intimate contact sent a shiver down his spine, making the massive, black, iron-like member tremble.

Xu Shu blushed, her eyes widening in a silent question.

Lawrence innocently raised an eyebrow, continuing to suck on the small, fragrant tongue he had finally managed to hold. To achieve
his desired goal, he became more careful, his large hands, firmly enveloping the two plump buttocks, kneading them again,
his fingers leaving distinct indentations. As he wished, the peach once again arched upwards in uncontrollable motion. This time, however, he
cunningly pressed the two buttocks down first, so that when the peach curled inwards, the small slit in the middle
rubbed firmly against his snake's body.

"Mmm~"

Xu Shu groaned, tilting her long, snowy neck back, then bit her lower lip. A mixture of shame and
anger flushed her beautiful face with a drunken blush, her wide almond-shaped eyes fixed on the large, dark man before her.

"I like holding you. I've always wanted to hold you like this,"

Lawrence shamelessly argued. "It's just that my arms get tired after holding you for a while, but I can't bear to let go
even for a second. So, when I'm about to run out of strength, I can only shift my support position, like this..."

As he spoke, his large hands moved less than a centimeter away, causing the sensitive peach-like vulva
to curl up once more.

Xu Shu's face flushed even more, all the way to her ears, her bright eyes half-closed, and she
said ambiguously, "That's why I gave you handcuffs."

"What do you mean?"

Lawrence asked, puzzled, and in protest against the unfair treatment, he used even more force.

Xu Shu let out a shy cry, her legs, tightly wrapped around the large, dark man's waist, almost slipping away. "If you don't have the strength,
you should put me down."

"My strength is almost used up, can I hold you a little longer?"

Lawrence buried his face in Xu Shu's neck and shoulders, greedily inhaling her alluring fragrance.

Xu Shu didn't speak again; she closed her beautiful eyes, as if waiting for the moment Lawrence would run out of strength.

Two plump peaches were pressed tightly together, their lower abdomens almost touching. The big, dark-skinned man was at it,
his kneading occasionally revealing his touch on the peaches. But the peaches, already on guard, no longer curled upwards,
even though they trembled and tightened in waves, they didn't easily give up their resistance.

Lawrence was unwilling to give up; the force of his kneading increased, the range of motion widened, and the frequency shortened from
ten seconds to three to five seconds. His sniffing turned into kissing, lingering on her snow-white neck,
a sensitive area that Xu Shu liked to be violated. Each violation intensified her breathing. Gradually, she
became accustomed the big, dark-skinned man's violation, and one time, unintentionally, she raised the curve of her peaches. Perhaps it was the big, dark-
skinned man pushing her forcefully; in any case, she tightened her lower abdomen, upwards, upwards, and then her taut buttocks suddenly trembled.

Xu Shu gasped for breath, unwilling to open her eyes, but in the next kneading of the black man's large hands,
her peach-like buttocks lifted and rolled up, rubbing against the hard, hot snake.

The third song started, but it didn't matter anymore. Immersed in sensual stimulation, the two maintained an ambiguous
posture, sometimes standing, sometimes embracing. Lawrence's arm strength was astonishing, showing no signs of weakening. He still had enough strength to keep
going , but the suppressed desire was making him uncomfortable, so he no longer restrained his impulses.
Every now and then, his two large black hands would slip inside the edge of her silver panties,
completely soft, bouncy buttocks.

Xu Shu was in the climaxing stage, and closer contact would help her climax faster. She endured it, her furrowed
brows filled with anxiety. "If you cross the line, the game will end."

After receiving the clear message, Lawrence could no longer pretend. He cupped her peach-like buttocks and began
to thrust rapidly, his wide-open mouth uttering a "?" "Come on, baby, let's do it together."

"No way!"

A variety of complex expressions flashed across her beautiful face as Xu Shu pouted coquettishly. She certainly hadn't expected
the big black man's words and actions to be so crude, but the pleasure that followed turned her objection into
silent action. Like a valiant female knight, she was tossed about on the bumpy horse, unwilling
to be a passive recipient, and she made a resolute counterattack in response to Lawrence's powerful thrusts.

Her jet-black hair flew wildly, and her small hands, tightly wrapped around the black man's neck, were slightly pale from gripping so tightly. Fine
beads of sweat painted her fair back with a glistening sheen, and her strong, shapely legs
straddled the black man's waist and hips like the roots of an octopus. When a suppressed moan rang out, her peach-shaped buttocks, held tightly and thrusting by the black man
, trembled violently several times. It was the sensitive Xu Shu who reached her climax first.

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