【Ning Que and Mo Shanshan】(09) Author: huihui1983

Author: huihui1983
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University

"Shanshan?"

"Hmm?"

"Give me your fellow villager Ning Que to be your boyfriend."

"Pah! No way! I'll keep that for myself!"

"But he's obviously not interested in you. He studies with you every day, but he hasn't shown any interest."

"Tch, he just loves me but can't say it."

"Shanshan, can you be any more shameless?"

This was Xiaoyu's usual teasing during our late-night dorm chat. Her name is Ye Hongyu, and she's a little shorter than me, so I
call her Xiaoyu. She's my best friend in college. I never expected to meet a girl in my dorm who's so
similar . We're really close.

Especially about half a month into the semester, Xiaoyu ordered a case of Laoshan Baihua Shecao Water online. Then
, when no one was in the dorm, she poured out the remaining water from the water dispenser and filled half a case of this legendary, supposedly number one worst-tasting water in the country
. While she was working with her head down, I barged into the dorm and caught her red-handed. Seeing
the label on the empty can on the floor, I understood what was going on. I quickly set up the water dispenser for her
, then watched with a smile as good things happened.

While waiting, Xiaoyu and I poured a small amount into our cups and cautiously tasted it. Sure enough,
it was incredibly potent. The taste was like the sweat Ning Que wrung from his t-shirt after running 5000 meters,
then left it to spoil for days. It was somewhat like the douzhi (
fermented sour and unpleasant to swallow initially, it was okay once you started drinking it. This snake grass water, however, was alright at first, but the aftertaste was incredibly long-lasting,
like the smell of stinky feet hitting you right in the head, making you want to vomit.

Xiaoyu and I exchanged a smile, very satisfied with the water's effect, and then patiently waited.

Finally, the wait was over. My roommate, a girl from Guangxi, took a sip and spat it all onto her bed, then
yelled angrily, "Ye Hongyu! Mo Shanshan! It must have been you two who did this!"

For a while after that, we bought bottled water from outside. The water from the water dispenser
was used as punishment for losing various bets. Xiaoyu and I became close, albeit mischievous, friends after that. However,
this bet didn't last long because there was a girl in our dorm named Tang Xiaotang from the mysterious Tang Clan of Sichuan.

Tang Xiaotang was the last one to lose the bet. Before, seeing how cautiously we treated her,
she was also trembling with fear when she drank it. But after taking one sip, she gulped it down and
said, "If I had known it would taste like this, I wouldn't have bothered buying water every day. We Sichuan people grew up eating
houttuynia cordata , what's a little herbal taste?" Then, within two days, she drank all the remaining water
, leaving Xiaoyu and me incredibly frustrated, feeling like we'd shot ourselves in the foot.

Xiaoyu was unaware of my true relationship with Ning Que. When we enrolled, I told Ning Que not to announce
our . I didn't have a specific plan, but I always felt it might come in handy sometime in the future.

Xiaoyu saw Ning Que and me talking and studying together often, and she loved teasing me. Soon,
she and Ning Que became quite close as well. That day, Xiaoyu took a Sprite paper cup, filled it with a cup of white snake grass water, and
handed it to Ning Que while we were studying.

After taking a sip, Ning Que's eyes lit up, and he asked expectantly, "Could this be
the legendary ...?" Xiaoyu nodded with a smile, and then Ning Que stopped studying and immediately wanted
to buy all the remaining water from Xiaoyu at the original price. Out of consideration for me, Xiaoyu generously gave it all away for free. But I suddenly had a thought
, checked the expiration date, and then kept two cans locked in my cabinet.

Something happened that left Xiaoyu and me utterly astonished and bewildered. Soon after, White Flower Snake Grass Water became
a popular drink among the boys. Often, during meals, someone would raise a glass and shout with great bravado, "Come on, brother,
down this cup of snake grass water, and in the next life I'll still be a Zhongshan native!" Then two people would face each other, pinching their noses as they drank it down. Boys
are truly a strange species; they actually popularize this kind of self-destructive, torturous behavior.

Especially when we learned that the boys had started having competitions to eat canned herring, Xiaoyu and I
were dumbfounded. Xiaoyu said to me, puzzled, "Even in Sweden, canned herring is rinsed in the river
for ten minutes before being eaten. These boys just take it straight from the can and eat it. I heard some even have competitions to see who can drink the broth the most..." After hearing this, I directly warned Ning Que during evening self-study that if he dared to eat canned herring, he shouldn't even think about eating me
for a year . The water delivery incident also brought Ning Que and Ye Hongyu together as very close friends. Taking advantage of this opportunity, just two months into , Ning Que's dorm and our dorm became joint dorms. The boys were quite proactive, and now one couple is already showing signs of a relationship. The boy is Ning Que's best friend, Wang Shu, and the girl is the Guangxi girl Ye Hongyu used to poke a hole with white snake grass water. Because her biggest hobby is shopping on Tmall, we all call her Tmall Girl. As for Ning Que and me, who started this whole thing, we acted like nothing was wrong, and then we were constantly encouraged in our respective dorms . Returning to the banter, amidst Xiaoyu's snickers, I leisurely lay on my bed, picked up a book, and said to her with a grin, "Want to make a bet? Before the start of sophomore year, I'll not only win over Ning Que, but I'll also get him to obediently register our marriage and have a wedding. Want to bet on cleaning the dorm for a year? If I lose, I'll do all your cleaning duties for the whole year." Xiaoyu laughed, "If you want to bet, let's bet big! I'll bet on the last three years of university! Are you in?" I said okay, it was a deal. Xiaoyu jumped off the bed and started writing a contract. We both signed it, the other two in the dorm notarized it, and then Xiaoyu and I each kept a copy. I looked at the requirements written on it: the wedding must be held in a mid-range or higher hotel, the banquet must have at least 10 tables, and the cost of food per table must be no less than 2000 yuan. I smiled and said to Xiaoyu, "You've really thought things through." Xiaoyu snorted, "With so many tricks up your sleeve, if you don't make it more difficult, I'm not sure if Ning Que will cooperate with you. What if you get divorced after winning the bet? I'd be at a huge loss." I smiled and said, "Okay, 10 tables it is, limited to the summer after freshman year." Then I started thinking about how to do something more surprising.

The opportunity finally arrived. This Tuesday was Christmas Eve, and Ning Que's dorm and our dorm organized a
dinner party .

As a result, students from neighboring dorms also came to join in the fun, making a total of fourteen people. The large round table was packed
full . At the table, I smiled as I looked at my dormmate, Tianmao Girl, the girl who was about to start a relationship
, pretending to be reserved. Thinking about the activities Ning Que and I had planned, I felt a surge of anticipation.

The people in Ning Que's dorm were quite outgoing, and the atmosphere quickly became very lively. Most of the girls in my dorm had already been given
a beer or two, and Tianmao Girl was openly gazing at Wang Shu with affection. Only I, under
the pretext of never drinking, refused all toasts.

Until Ning Que sat down next to me with two beer glasses, slurring his words, "Shan Shan, we
've known for almost 20 years, let's have a drink."

What a lame excuse! I'm not even 19 yet, and you share the same birthday as me. How could we have known each other for 20 years? I pretended
not to even glance at him. Ning Que saw that I didn't respond, but he wasn't annoyed. He just smiled slightly and said,
"From childhood to adulthood, you've always helped me. I should drink a glass first as a sign of respect." Then he casually tilted his
head back and finished his beer.

Ning Que poured half of the wine from my glass into his, then picked up his glass again: "Shanshan, let's drink this half-glass to celebrate
our time at the same school from kindergarten to university."

I smiled and shook my head. Ning Que looked a little annoyed, then poured half of the wine from my glass into his, making it
three-quarters to one-quarter. Ning Que asked again, "Is that sincere enough?"

I ignored Ye Hongyu's disappointed look and calmly shook my head. Then Ning Que
poured half of the wine into his glass again, making it seven-eighths to one-eighth, then fifteen-sixteenths to one-sixteenth. Xiaoyu
kicked me hard from below, but I ignored her and continued to shake my head.

Ning Que, looking quite embarrassed, poured the last bit of liquor from the bottom of my glass into his, then said with a
self-deprecating smile, "Shan Shan, I'll drink this one too. I won't force you anymore."

As Ning Que raised his glass, I stopped him, then turned the table around, turning the bottle of baijiu
in front of I poured myself a full glass, then raised it,
looking at Ning Que with a very provocative expression:

"If I drink this baijiu, will you be my boyfriend?"

The surrounding noise instantly turned into complete silence. Ning Que hesitated for a moment, staring at me intently, then
suddenly smiled: "If you can drink this, I'll even marry you."

The girls gasped. I glanced at Xiao Yu, pondered for a moment, and then, with another provocative
look, asked, "Shall we get married this summer?"

Ning Que immediately smiled and nodded.

Without hesitation, I picked up my glass and downed it. 40-proof baijiu, at most two ounces, what's there to be afraid of?

Amidst the boys' strange shouts and the girls' admiring glances, I, emboldened by the alcohol, slammed my glass on the table
and grabbed Ning Que's hand: "Let's go, ignore them, Sister Shan will take you to a hotel."

Ning Que immediately took my hand and left the private room with me, waving goodbye to our classmates with a smile as we left.

Where we were sure they couldn't see us, Ning Que and I laughed until we were doubled over.

Tomorrow, our story will become a campus legend: a mixed-gender dormitory social event, forced drinking, counter-forced drinking,
a game of cat and mouse, girls drinking large glasses of baijiu, a couple sealing their fate with a single sentence, and booking a hotel room right after freshman year—with all these factors
combined , it would be a miracle if this didn't go viral. The academic
atmosphere that the school painstakingly cultivated for freshmen, a place focused solely on studying, will surely be shattered by our extreme rebellious behavior. At this most innocent
and budding age, the thoughts of young men and women, propelled by this kind of push, will undoubtedly overflow uncontrollably.

Ning Que and I are definitely soulmates, the best partners.

The next morning, when Xiaoyu saw me in the classroom, she pulled me aside and
asked mysteriously, "How did it feel last night? Did it hurt?"

I said helplessly in a low voice, "We didn't do anything last night. Ning Que drank too much and couldn't get hard... I got up this morning
and was going to be late for class, so we came over without doing anything."

"Ah?" Xiaoyu looked disappointed.

I told her nonchalantly, "It's okay, we booked a room for two nights, and Ning Que bought a box of condoms.
We'll definitely get it done tonight."

Xiaoyu pinched me, "Shanshan, your skin is thicker than a mountain." Then she looked at me with envy and worry
, "Don't go too wild the first time, it'll hurt your body."

I nodded, thinking to myself that we'd already gone all out. We'd used up three boxes of 12 condoms over the summer
, and having sex before studying every morning had almost become a habit. Although I wouldn't call myself a veteran, I was definitely
experienced.

When I came out of the teaching building after class in the afternoon, Ning Que, dressed in clean light-colored clothes, was waiting
for me there. I no longer needed to hide it, and without any restraint, I ran up to him, pounced on him, and hugged him. He
spun me around in his arms, then I smiled and waved goodbye to Xiao Yu, and walked out of the campus hand in hand with Ning Que.

I saw Ning Que hailing a taxi and was a little surprised: "It's less than a kilometer, you can walk there,
right?"

Ning Que shook his head: "I canceled yesterday's Motel and booked another one."

I said "Oh," thinking to myself, okay, yesterday's hotel was really bad, the bed was too old, creaking, it
must have been uncomfortable, it's good to change. But I didn't say anything, and asked him in a low voice: "Why take
a taxi? There's a free Uber, why pay for a taxi?"

Ning Que and I had figured out a loophole in Uber's promotion. Now in Guangzhou, rides under 30 yuan are free,
so we often take high-end Ubers to the library, museums, and stroll around Haixinsha, and we can also experience different luxury
cars . Today, Ning Que actually paid for a taxi, what was he planning to do?

Ning Que looked speechless and told the taxi driver to drive to the Guangzhou Library across the river. I was puzzled;
what did we need to do at the library? Then, following Ning Que's directions, the driver didn't stop at the library, but instead stopped at
the Ritz-Carlton Hotel across the river.

I was a little confused: "This hotel costs over a thousand a night, right? Even if your parents give you a lot of living expenses, you can't just
waste money like this."

Ning Que smiled without saying a word, took my hand, and led me inside, heading straight for the elevator. Before I could even take in the
magnificent was dragged inside.

What a beautiful room! So this is what a truly good hotel is like. I happily flopped onto the large bed...
The down comforter was so soft and comfortable. I smiled and reached out my hands to Ning Que.

Ning Que bent down and took my hands, but instead of pounced on me as I expected, he pulled
me up to stand. Then, to my astonishment, he took a delicate little box from his pocket
and knelt down on one knee.

My heart started pounding. Ning Que looked up and slowly said, "Shan Shan,
will marry me and continue to discipline this troublesome man, and our future
child who is destined to be just as troublesome?"

I nodded happily and held out my hand, letting Ning Que put the pink diamond ring on my
finger. I pulled Ning Que up and asked him with a smile, "So you didn't want to use Uber for free because
today is a big day, and you were afraid your conscience would bother you. Also, why propose in a hotel? Is it because
it's so easy to go straight to bed after proposing?"

Ning Que... A hint of helplessness in my voice: "Shanshan, how can you talk about something so sacred and solemn in such a shameless way?"

I smiled and wrapped my arms around Ning Que's neck, my tone slightly resentful: "But I've really wanted to make love with you
for so long , we haven't done it for months."

Ning Que pulled me into a tight embrace, kissed me, and then whispered in my ear, "Me too, I've wanted to
for so long."

I closed my eyes, slightly intoxicated: "Ning Que, take me hard."

Yes, I don't care how he proposes. Even if he brings me a ring from a soda can, I'd still marry him. He
wouldn't say a word, and both sets of parents would hold a wedding for us during the summer vacation. And now, I really have wanted him
for so long. Last night, the alcohol took its toll, and I felt terrible, so I didn't do anything.
I can't miss today.

However, still intoxicated, I waited in vain for Ning Que to make any further moves. I opened my eyes in confusion, and
Ning Que looked completely innocent: "Shan Shan, we haven't had dinner yet..."

How spoils the mood! I sighed. Back in Beijing, when Ning Que wanted to, he didn't care about
day or night. Now, months had passed since we last did it, and he was still so reserved.

I smiled at him: "What's wrong? Are you planning a candlelight dinner?"

Ning Que looked helpless: "Shan Shan, it's our big day, we should at least be a little more formal, right?"

I smiled and nodded: "Okay, where should we eat?"

Ning Que said: "There's a Chinese restaurant in the hotel, serving Cantonese food, supposedly quite good."

I took out my phone and checked Dianping: "400 per person." "It's too expensive, let's forget it."

Ning Que looked very serious. "Shan Shan, this is a once-in-a-lifetime moment for us, so let's not
worry about the money, okay?"

I shook my head seriously and said to him solemnly, "Ning Que, our money is earned by our parents through hard
work . Uncle Ning is over 50 years old and still has to travel long distances; it's not easy for him. I ca
n't afford to spend his money like this. We can spend our money however we want when we earn it ourselves, but before we earn money, we don't have the right to enjoy such
extravagance."

When Ning Que and I entered university, we both received the highest scholarship at Zhongshan University, the Ke Si Scholarship, which was 10,000 yuan each.
However, when Ning Que's money arrived, he immediately bought a new high-end laptop, saying that some of his programs needed
multi-machine debugging, and he spent all of that money. I scolded this guy who didn't think things through that
time , telling him that he should have used his first earnings to buy gifts for his parents, and then used my scholarship to
buy gifts for both sets of parents. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, both sets of parents praised him highly. Now that his scholarship is gone,
he's definitely spending his parents' money.

Ning Que looked somewhat touched, hugged me tighter, gently kissed my forehead, and then smiled, saying,
"Silly girl, how could someone as proud as me propose to you with my parents' money?"

Huh, what did Ning Que mean? A hotel room costs a thousand a night, food seven or eight hundred, plus a diamond ring worth at least
several . He'd earned five or six thousand in less than five months of school?

This was the first time Ning Que had called me a fool, and the first time in my life I'd ever been called that. Before, people only
praised me for being smart. But this time, I was genuinely a little stunned. Looking at Ning Que, I suddenly felt a pang of heartache. He was
so young, what could he possibly do? Did he earn the money for the ring by tutoring or doing cheap sales work
? No, that doesn't make sense. He studied with me every weekend; how could he have time for those part-time jobs?

Seeing my puzzled expression, Ning Que smiled and said, "Don't worry, it won't interfere with my studies. I took on
a task online to optimize the CAPTCHA recognition algorithm for a browser plugin. The main functions are
finished , and I've earned 10,000 yuan. I'll spend another month or two perfecting all the features, and then
I'll have another 10,000 yuan. That's enough for another trip."

I stared at Ning Que, a little stunned. It turned out he was already so much better than me without me realizing it. While I
was still diligently studying textbook knowledge, he was already applying what he learned and starting to create his own things. I understood
how difficult and arduous the work would be behind his seemingly casual mention of CAPTCHA recognition algorithm optimization. I knew he
had a good foundation in programming from high school, and he devoted a lot of energy to programming in the second semester of his senior year, but I didn't
expect him to progress so quickly.

Was I really going to become his little fool? It felt so strange, but it also seemed like a very happy thing.
I tilted my head to look at him; he was so cute.

I thought about it, and realized I still had half of my 10,000 yuan Keith Scholarship left. I should take him to choose a ring tomorrow
.

Ning Que looked at me with a smile and said, "Now you can spend money without worry, right?"

I realized what he meant, lowered my head, and muttered under my breath while browsing Dianping (a Chinese review platform), "You
're even less willing to waste the money you earn." Before

Ning Que could answer, I excitedly added, "There's a Dian Dou De restaurant a few hundred meters from here.
My parents and I have eaten there, and their dim sum is delicious."

Ning Que glanced at the average cost of around 80 yuan per person, frowned, and clearly felt it wasn't up to par.
I grinned and wrapped my arms around his neck, "Ning Que, I want to marry you, not Lu Han, the guy whose picture is on my dorm wall.
Just like I want to eat dim sum at Dian Dou De, not eat lobster at a fancy restaurant."

Ning Que looked at me helplessly, as if to say, "Why is the person I like so stingy?" Then,
with a hint of regret, he said, "Okay then, let's go to Dian Dou De."

I didn't let go of Ning Que's arms around his neck, but instead looked at him with a smile: "Dian Dou De
is for evening tea, it's better after 8 pm."

Ning Que was stunned for a moment, looking at me with confusion. I laughed and pulled him onto the bed, we lay on our
sides , I rubbed my forehead against his short hair, and then said with a smile, "Let's make love, until 8 pm."

Ning Que also laughed: "Shan Shan, so that's why you insisted on going to Dian Dou De..." Before he could finish speaking,
my lips sealed his mouth, leaving only his eyes full of smiles.

I had Ning Que sit on the edge of the bed, and happily took off all of Ning Que's clothes, then looked at him with a grin
, slowly stripping myself naked. This must be very tempting, I saw the intense desire in Ning Que's eyes.
It's so great, now we can do it once, then have dinner, stroll around Haixinsha, then walk back, and it'll be a whole night,
maybe we can do it twice more. I've been craving it for so long, today I can finally satisfy myself properly.

Unfortunately, my plan didn't work out. It's all Ning Que's fault. He heard that Okamoto condoms
are thinner than Durex, so he went and bought Okamoto, specifically the thinnest one, 001. Turns out, the 001 is
much smaller than the Durex condoms he used to use, and Ning Que couldn't get it on…

So, I shamelessly helped him put it on, rolling it up little by little until it was fully in place. Then, Ning Que went soft
… I tried to get him to get an erection for ages, but he wouldn't get it up.

Ning Que said, quite annoyed, "Shan Shan, this condom is so tight, it's really uncomfortable, like
I can't breathe." I was even more annoyed than Ning Que. I'd taken off both of their clothes, and all that work was for nothing…

Curious, I laboriously rolled up the condom again and took it off, then kissed it. Within two seconds,
my filthy thing was rock hard again. Ning Que and I looked at each other helplessly. Ning Que asked cautiously, "How about
we stop wearing it?"

I had a headache. "It's the most dangerous time right now. It's easy for problems to occur outside the body. If you get pregnant, it
will just fulfill your mother's wish."

Ning Que and I thought of the longing look in our parents' eyes when they talked about the next generation. We immediately shook our heads,
and our desire was extinguished.

I looked at Ning Que's still-erect, naughty thing, and put it to my mouth. I really wanted to eat it but didn't dare.
I annoyed, but I had no other choice. So I snapped at Ning Que, "Don't eat too much later. I want
three times today."

Ning Que just laughed happily, "I will do my best!"

Seeing his mischievous smile, I became even angrier, "Get dressed! I took off
both !"

More than an hour later, at Dian Dou De, Ning Que looked at me helplessly and said, "Shan Shan, is it necessary
to wolf down There's nothing urgent."

I stuffed a piece of red rice sausage in my mouth and muttered, "If we don't hurry, the pharmacies and
supermarkets might close soon." Then I was amused by Ning Que's black-faced expression.

At the entrance of a supermarket, I let Ning Que go in and buy a pack of 12 Durex condoms. Ning Que's skin had thickened
considerably, and he wasn't as guilty when buying condoms, but he still hesitated: "Just a few?
It wouldn't be good if people saw us bringing them back to the dorm."

I sternly told him, "We can check out at 2 PM tomorrow, right? I reckon three won't be enough
for us."

Ning Que eventually obediently bought a dozen condoms and went back to the hotel with me. I smiled and told him
I'd take the rest back to the dorm, and he didn't need to. Seeing his relieved expression, I thought to myself
how strange guys are in this regard. If I brought condoms back to the dorm and they found out, Xiao Yu and Tianmao Girl would probably just be envious and ask me about my
experience. Why was Ning Que afraid to bring them back to the dorm? What would the boys' dorm say about this?

This was the first time Ning Que and I had stayed in a place with a bathtub, and it was also the first time we had
bathed together, lying face to face. I playfully stretched out my foot to rub Ning Que's penis, watching it quickly become hard and erect, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ning Que finally couldn't resist and carried me out of the bathtub. We calmly dried each other
off , and then I reached out my arms to receive his embrace.

After months of abstinence, our first sexual encounter was, without prior agreement, the most traditional method.
Only in this way could we hold each other tightly. At that moment, the emotional connection probably outweighed the sexual pleasure.

Perhaps because Ning Que had been massaging my body for so long in the bathtub, my orgasm came exceptionally quickly,
reaching its peak in just a few minutes. Then I opened my eyes to see Ning Que panting heavily,
ejaculating deep inside me. "You came so quickly?" I said with a hint of reproach. "We don't have to study today, why didn't we
do it a little longer?"

I had my reasons. When we were in Beijing, we were purely indulging in sexual pleasure. Back then
, I could orgasm two, three, or even four times during one session with Ning Que. But after returning to Huizhou, to avoid
affecting our studies, we always made sure to finish quickly. Every morning after my parents left for work, Ning Que would
come over, and we'd finish within half an hour. Ning Que's sexual skills improved rapidly; he'd bring me to orgasm and then
finish quickly himself, so we could get up and study without rest.

But tonight was different. Today was our actual engagement day. I didn't want to study; I just
wanted to make love. I missed the feeling of being completely drained by Ning Que's relentless onslaught, utterly
exhausted , unable to move a single finger.

Ning Que was a little embarrassed: "Shan Shan, you overestimate me. I didn't mean to. I just haven't done it in so long
, I couldn't help myself. Next time will definitely be much better."

That was more like it; he proactively mentioned next time, which was quite conscientious. Ning Que removed the condom, tied it, and threw it away.
I used a towel I had prepared to clean him. Ning Que's penis was limp and wouldn't move. I
smiled at Ning Que and said, "I have a surprise for you."

Ning Que looked at me with some confusion as I jumped off the bed naked, took out the bottled water from the refrigerator, and then
filled a cup of hot water at the sink. He looked surprised and delighted: "Shan Shan?"

I nodded: "I've been wanting to try this method from porn. Today is a big day, so I'm rewarding you."

I was very curious about what that "ice and fire" sensation was all about. Sometimes when I need to wash my genitals, I
use warm water. Xiao Yu once used cold water because she was lazy, and ended up having a stomachache all night. Let alone using ice water. Do men
actually enjoy that icy feeling?

I sucked Ning Que's penis until it was erect, then took a sip of ice water, and discovered something very...
The awkward thing was, with a mouthful of water in my mouth, I couldn't suck it out for Ning Que. It seems that actresses in porn films
have to practice their skills; not everyone can do it. I swallowed most of it, only holding a little water in my mouth while stroking Ning Que
's penis.

When I switched to hot water, Ning Que groaned, "Shan Shan, don't do this."

I swallowed the water and asked him curiously why. Ning Que sighed and said, "I can't take it anymore;
I'm afraid I'll ejaculate too soon."

I smiled and said, "It's okay, just ejaculate then."

Then I switched to ice water, then to hot water, then back to ice water. The third time I switched to hot water, Ning
Que couldn't help but ejaculate. I gently stroked his glans with the tip of

my tongue, letting Ning Que relax comfortably. Then I left Ning Que's glans, crawled back to his side, and smiled at him, swallowing the hot water and semen
in my mouth together. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, Ning Que's eyes widened in surprise. I
smiled and said to him, "This is the real reward for you."

Ning Que was clearly very moved and hugged me tightly. I gently asked, "Ning Que, do you like me
like this?"

Ning Que hummed in agreement, then said, "Shan Shan, if you feel disgusted, just spit it out. I'm not that perverted
."

I smiled and said, "But if I swallow it, you still like it, right?"

Ning Que nodded in agreement, and I patted him with a smile, "It's okay, it's not disgusting."

Ning Que was silent for a while, looking a little embarrassed, "Shan Shan, I was too sensitive just now, and I ejaculated
a bit too much. I need to rest for a while before I can come again."

I chuckled. I did those things for you because I love you, not because I wanted your repayment. You're so petty
. I laughed and said, "I can't do it for at least another hour."

Ning Que asked curiously why, and I said helplessly, "I drank too much water just now, and
my stomach is churning if I move. If we do it, you're thrusting so hard, I'm afraid I'll throw up. Let's wait until I
go to the bathroom ."

I looked at Ning Que, who was laughing so hard he was doubled over, and smiled at him, saying, "I didn't know any better this time. Next time, I'll bring
a basin of water and put it next to me so I can use it and throw up as needed, then my stomach won't be so bloated."

Ning Que quickly grasped the key word "next time," immediately stopped smiling, and
hugged . I smiled happily; making the person I love happy is the happiest thing.

Ning Que fell asleep immediately, exhausted. I hadn't used up much energy, and with Ning Que's proposal, I
was still very excited. Unable to sleep, I turned on the TV out of boredom.

Two hours later, when Ning Que woke up, my tongue was constantly stimulating the small
opening on the head of his penis. Ning Que laughed and flipped me off, then climbed on top of me.

I hugged Ning Que's neck and asked with a grin, "Did you sleep well?"

Ning Que hummed in response, looking all ambiguous, "Don't worry, I'm fully recovered, Shan Shan, don't
beg for mercy ."

I laughed and said, "You've been sleeping for two hours, if you don't make me beg for mercy, how can you be so shameless?"

And then, I really was made to beg for mercy, and then, the next morning, the two times, I was made to beg
for mercy again.

Exhausted, I returned to my dorm, took off my clothes, and crawled into bed, wanting to catch up on some sleep. Then
Ye Hongyu, from the bed next to mine, ran over, pulled back my blanket without a word, and
examined

me closely: "Huh, how come there aren't any marks? No red or blue marks at all." Luckily, no one else was in the dorm. I sighed, "Little Fish, you've been reading too many erotic novels. It's normal sex,
not masochism. There's no such thing as blue or purple marks."

Little Fish grinned and whispered in my ear, "How many times did it? How did it feel?"

I grinned back and told her, "Five times. One time I used my mouth, which was so-so, but
the others felt really good. Ning Que's penis is like this, like a giant gong, with a big
glans. The gong is this long and this thick, but the glans is this thick." I gestured to Little Fish as I spoke.

"Have you ever watched porn? The glans is like a cone, widest at the bottom. Every
time it goes in and out, the bottom of the glans scrapes against the vaginal walls, making it feel tingly and itchy—
it's really comfortable. Also, there's a very sensitive spot inside the vagina; every time the glans hits there, it feels
like an electric shock."

Xiaoyu was quite annoyed: "Mo Shanshan… I just asked you how it felt, did you have to
tell me like it's a pornographic novel?"

Seeing Xiaoyu's slightly blushing face, I couldn't help but laugh, and then Xiaoyu pounced on me and tickled me.

After my relationship with Ning Que became public, I would often say on weekends, "I won't be back tonight,"
and then Ning Que and I would stay out. However, Ning Que was quite busy with his task, and when we stayed out overnight, he
mostly the proposal.

Winter break arrived in the blink of an eye. Ning Que hardly went home during the winter break; the software he was working on, which was supposed to have
the biggest traffic pressure before the new year, required him to debug and optimize it on-site.

During the two days of the Lunar New Year, both sets of parents were there. I watched Ning Que with longing but was powerless to do anything about it. I could only wait until Ning Que returned to school
early come back with him, spending a night in a hotel to finally relieve myself.

Perhaps my example was too obvious. Not long after the start of the second semester, Tianmao Girl went out
overnight . She was much more shy than me; Ye Hongyu had to coax her several times before she finally stammered out the news. As a result
, after getting her hands on it, Tianmao Girl became much crazier than me. Every Friday and Saturday without fail, she went out overnight, and
sometimes wouldn't even come back to the dorm. When she was in the dorm, she became increasingly uninhibited when talking about sex.

Xiaoyu said indignantly that I had corrupted all the girls in the dorm. I was indignant. I hadn't
gone out to a hotel with Ning Que for over a month; how could I be the one who corrupted them?

One May evening, Tmall Girl and Tang Xiaotang were already fast asleep, and I was still researching when Ye Hongyu
mysteriously climbed onto my bed, closed my laptop, and said, "I'll show you something."

Xiaoyu pulled out a photo on her phone and handed it to me: "I took this at my part-time job today."

Xiaoyu had recently been looking for part-time work online to raise money for a trip to Yellowstone National Park. She had interviewed with a company a few days ago and
just passed the interview; today was her first day of work. Xiaoyu was the first classmate I'd met who could intellectually crush me
. Her IQ was probably even higher than Ning Que's. Her grades last semester were a little lower than mine, but that was in...
She accomplished this with less than half the study time of mine. She had many distractions: watching over a dozen American TV series, reading
online novels, attending various local events, and even learning guitar with a school band. Despite all this, her actual
programming skills and experience far surpassed mine. I have to admit, the gap between students from Huizhou Experimental School and Guangzhou Affiliated High School is quite significant
.

I looked at Xiaoyu's photo; it was a wall covered with small slips of paper, seemingly divided into more than ten columns
. Xiaoyu explained, "This internet company's development philosophy is a complete microservice
model , breaking down all applications into atomic functional modules. Each person has their own column, and the slips of paper represent
the applications they've completed and are currently working on."

I nodded. Isn't this the internet model that takes SOA to its extreme? It shouldn't be anything
new , right? Xiaoyu said mysteriously, "Zoom in and look at the last column."

I did as she said, and there were the words "Ning Que" (宁缺), with two green slips of paper and two yellow slips below
. Xiaoyu said the green ones represent completed projects, and the yellow ones represent projects in progress. I frowned and asked:
"Ning Que is also working part-time at that company?"

Xiao Yu was a little surprised. "You didn't know?"

I shook my head. No wonder Ning Que has stopped attending evening self-study sessions and sometimes I don't see him on weekends. It turns
out he's working part-time. Xiao Yu looked apologetic. "I thought you knew. I just wanted to tell you
that this company pays based on workload. Ning Que earned at least 20,000 yuan from those two modules. I was thinking of taking him out
for a big meal."

I frowned. What was Ning Que up to? He still had at least
10,000 yuan left from the 20,000 yuan he earned last semester. We don't have any expenses, so why was he in such a hurry to make money?

Xiao Yu added fuel to the fire. "Shan Shan, do you want to strip Ning Que of his financial control? He hasn't bought you
a new phone or taken you out. Don't let him use all that money to pick up other girls."

I nodded vigorously, but what I was thinking was, this jerk, he's made so much money, why has
n't he asked me to go to a hotel? Doesn't he know I've been wanting to for a long time?

The next day, I called Ning Que and asked if we could go to evening self-study together. I told him I hadn't
seen him for three days and missed him, and Ning Que agreed.

I was indeed a little unhappy about this. Before, even if Ning Que didn't go to self-study, he would still
eat dinner with me in the cafeteria every day. But now he often skips classes and stays in his dorm by himself. At lunch and dinner time, he
often asks his roommates to bring him food back. He doesn't come out for evening self-study either. Since our engagement, we've actually spent
less time together than before.

Last semester, Ning Que and I saw each other several times a day—going for morning runs, having dinner together, and studying together. But now,
even his running, which he's maintained for over ten years, is almost abandoned. This time, he hasn't run for a whole week. I
always thought he hadn't finished the task from when he proposed to me, and that others were pressuring him so much that he was working overtime. I didn't
expect he had already finished that task and was now doing a new job.

What exactly is he doing? Why is he in such a hurry to earn so much money? He doesn't have to pay for the wedding. I must ask him about it tonight
.

Then during evening self-study, Ning Que brought over two large, thick books and kept flipping through them, taking notes. Then,
before nine o'clock, Ning Que urged me to go back to the dorm, saying he had an idea he wanted to test.

Watching Ning Que hurriedly pack up his books to go back to the dorm, I was very unhappy. On the way back, I suddenly
asked, "You haven't taken me to a hotel for a long time. Is it because you think it's too much of a waste of time?"

Ning Que didn't expect me to ask that and was stunned for a moment. I continued, "Is it because
it might take two hours to do it with me, but you only need five minutes to take care of yourself? You don't want to spend that extra time?"

Ning Que looked very nervous and hurriedly defended himself, "Shan Shan, I absolutely didn't think that way. I'm just
too busy lately. It'll be fine after this period."

I pulled Ning Que to a quiet spot by the roadside and asked him, "
When are you going to tell me about the part-time job you've been doing at that company?"

Ning Que made a bitter face: "When we get married..."

Hmm, what does that mean? Is it the bride price? No, Ning Que knows I hate the idea of a bride price; it sounds like
selling myself to him. What is it then? "Are you planning to surprise me later? Want to show off at the wedding?

" Ning Que said somewhat shyly, "Shan Shan, don't ask why yet. It's definitely
something for both of us. You'll see when the time comes."

I said "Oh," and since Ning Que didn't want to say, I did
n't press him. On the way back to the dorm, Ning Que hugged me and told me that the next few days were crucial for the schedule, and he had to go to the company and couldn't be with me. I nodded
helplessly in agreement.

Going upstairs, I suddenly realized something was wrong. I was concerned about why he was making such a fuss about his part-time
job , not why I was asking him. Ning Que's diversionary tactic
of talking mysteriously about the wedding completely blew my mind.

Back in the dorm, everyone was there. I pulled Tmall Girl out of her K-drama and asked her if she was going
to go to a hotel with Wang Shu on Friday. Tmall Girl was embarrassed and angry: "How many times have I told you, don't keep saying 'hotel room, hotel room,' it
sounds awful !"

I said with a grin: "Are you going out for sex with Wang Shu this Friday?" After Tmall Girl pinched
me , I asked again helplessly, changing "hotel room" to "overnight." Only then did Tmall Girl admit it with a little shyness. Then I asked
her to ask Wang Shu what time Ning Que usually goes to bed in the dorm and why he always looks so haggard when he goes for a morning run.

The girl from Tianmao asked me, "Shanshan, you're not concerned about his morning runs, are you? Is it because Ning Que hasn't
been performing , not satisfying you? How long does he last now? Is it even fifteen minutes?
How many times do you two do it in one night? What's the most orgasms you've ever had in one night?"

Before I could answer, Ye Hongyu threw a pillow at me, saying, "You two have had your fun,
watch your mouths! There are two single guys in the dorm!"

I laughed and threw the pillow back, then asked the girl from Tianmao to ask for me. She laughed and agreed.

On Saturday night, I learned the details. The girl from Tianmao was quite cunning; she knew Wang Shu was Ning
Que's good friend. If she asked directly about Ning Que, Wang Shu definitely wouldn't tell her. So, she inquired
whether had a new girlfriend and was two-timing her.

As a staunch friend, Wang Shu immediately defended Ning Que, saying that Ning Que was basically always in the dorm...
He's always glued to his computer coding, working until 2 or 3 AM every night, then getting up early the next morning. He
only gets about 5 hours of sleep a day on average, so there's no way he'll have time for other girls.

I finally understand why Ning Que always seemed so listless during morning runs this semester—he's
not getting enough , and his health will suffer if he continues like this.

On Sunday night, Ning Que came back, and I took him for a walk on campus. He took my phone and seemed to be
doing something with it. After a while, he gave it back and told me he'd installed Alipay on my phone;
it had his account in it, and he'd given me his account password and payment password.

I asked him curiously why he was giving me this, and Ning Que stammered, "Yesterday Wang Shu
called me and said that Tmall Girl had been asking him about me, saying that you rarely see me and think I'm two-timing,
that I'm spending my money on other girls. I really don't like any other girls. The company pays me directly
into my Alipay account. Now I'm entrusting all my money to you so you can rest assured."

I was speechless. Male friendships, really, are just a bunch of scoundrels. From Tmall Girl to Wang Shu, and then
from Wang Shu to Ning Que, the good words only went through two hands before turning into this. I
wasn't ; I was concerned about Ning Que's health. I checked my phone; all the money was in Yu'ebao (Alipay's money market fund). Adding what I had left over from the first
semester , it was already over 30,000 yuan. I asked Ning Que helplessly, "You still haven't answered me last time.
Neither of our families is short of money, and I don't spend money recklessly. Why are you in such a hurry to earn so much?"

Ning Que looked strange, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then don't laugh at me after I tell you."

I nodded, a little puzzled, thinking Ning Que was up to something again.

Ning Que asked me how much my monthly living expenses were. I did a quick mental calculation and said a little over 1,000 yuan. Ning Que nodded and said,
"I also need about 1,000 yuan. Our combined living expenses for the two of us will be almost 20,000 yuan a year. Add tuition and accommodation fees,
and the utilities and property management fees after we move out next semester, it will total about 40,000 yuan a year."

I nodded, but that wasn't a big deal. My parents' combined monthly income was nearly
20,000 yuan , and Ning Que's parents' was even higher. Supporting our education wouldn't be a problem at all.

I asked Ning Que if his aunt and uncle had paid for our Guangzhou house in one lump sum, and now they were renovating it, leaving
the family short of money. If so, my family could help him. My mom had told me that after the renovation of our house in Xilong Town, the family
still had four or five hundred thousand yuan left, and told me not to be frugal at school.

Ning Que shook his head vigorously, saying it had nothing to do with his parents. Then what did it have to do with? I was even more
confused.

Ning Que fell silent. I pressed him for an explanation, asking what was going on. I really couldn't figure it out. Even if I were to
study abroad, I would only go if I received a full scholarship offer; I wouldn't be a big burden on my family.
What was he thinking?

Ning Que stammered, and after I pressed him several times, he finally confessed: "Shanshan,
we're . After that, we'll truly be adults."

I hummed in agreement: "What's wrong? It's not ancient times anymore. Do you expect me to tie my hair up in a bun?"

Ning Que ignored my sarcastic remark, turned around, and took my hands: "Shanshan, after we become adults,
we can't rely on our parents' money anymore. Supporting your education will no longer be our parents' responsibility, but our husband's."

Ning Que looked somewhat shy: "I was afraid you'd laugh at me for being too naive and overestimating myself, so I wanted to
tell you when we get married. By then, you'll see I've earned enough money, and you won't doubt whether my idea is
feasible ."

Ah, Ning Que actually thought that way, and it seemed to make sense. I stared at him blankly, my mind
almost blank. Yes, after we get married, asking our parents for money would be like sponging off them,
wouldn't that be wrong?

But right now, besides scholarship money, I can't earn any other money. Does that mean I'll have to rely on squeezing Ning Que for the next few years
? My mind was a mess, and I suddenly realized that getting married during my freshman summer vacation was a really stupid idea.

I looked at Ning Que and suddenly felt a lump in my throat. I realized that Ning Que had been doing so
much for both of us all along, and I was still blaming him. I stood there silently for a while, then looked up and said quietly, "Ning Que, I
agree with your decision, but no matter what, you can't stop running every morning. I'd rather live a little more cramped
than have you ruin your health."

Ning Que nodded solemnly and promised me that he would definitely keep up the exercise routine every day starting tomorrow. Only then did I feel a little relieved
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