【The Lewd Confession of Young Woman Xiao Hui】(05) Author: Huiyu Who Listens to Hongfu's Love for Red Thread

Author: Huiyu Who Listens & Hongfu Loves Red Thread

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(5) Intern Xiao Chen

Let me introduce myself first, as usual. Everyone calls me Xiao Hui. I am 164 cm tall and weigh
about 52 kg. I am a bank employee.

A few days ago, I just turned 30. It is said that women are "like wolves at 30". I
can understand the meaning of this sentence more and more now. I can clearly feel that my sexual desire is much greater than when I first got married. Even if
my sensitive parts are accidentally touched, I will feel a lot of lust. Even just thinking about some embarrassing things can
ignite my lust.

My figure is not very hot. My breasts are not very proud, but my buttocks are relatively full. My waist has always been
quite thin. My appearance is not very beautiful, but my facial features are relatively delicate. My skin is very tender and white. My friends say that I
am the pure and virtuous type.

But what they don't know is that purity may just be my appearance.

I plan to narrate this experience in the third person. I don't know how effective it will be. Please enjoy it.

A few months ago, Xiaohui's bank welcomed a group of eight college student interns.

When Xiaohui arrived at work that morning and saw them, she couldn't help but sigh at the
cruel, . In just a few years, from her reflection in the lake at university to the vanity mirror in the office changing room, she was still
herself, yet she could always catch glimpses of time's passage on her face. In her husband's arms, she was still gentle and shy, but now she possessed a more virtuous air. To her colleagues, she was still lively and energetic, but now she had matured. Because Xiaohui's branch was relatively small, few new employees had joined, and Xiaohui was considered quite young in the bank, so everyone called her "Xiaohui." But these interns called her "Sister Hui." Xiaohui glanced at the older women in the office; they were all examples of how time could be both kind and cruel. Banks are essentially in the service industry, so they do pay a bit more attention to appearance when hiring employees. Those older women were quite attractive in their youth, but now… their faces are still oval, but they've long lost the rosy glow of youth and need heavy makeup. Their waists still sway, but the flesh has sagged, making their buttocks even bigger. Their legs are still slender, but without black stockings, you can see obvious sagging. Thinking about herself, she's already thirty. In a few years, she might slowly become like that too. Xiao Hui thought to herself, glancing at the fair legs under her work uniform skirt, which were still smooth and taut like a young girl's for now. She hoped that when she reached their age, even if she couldn't be alluring, she would at least retain . In the meeting room, the leaders were assigning mentors to the interns, but Xiao Hui was completely distracted , her mind as restless as a cat outside a spring window. She didn't hear a word, not even which intern the leaders assigned her to mentor. "Hello, Sister Hui! My name is Chen Shu, I'll be working for you from now on." Xiao Hui had just sat back down when one of the new interns came over to greet her. Xiao Hui looked up; her first impression was that the young man was average-looking, but with sharp features, bright eyes, and a clean-cut, youthful appearance—clearly a college student. She smiled and nodded, saying, "Xiao Chen, feel free to ask me anything in the future, don't be afraid to bother me." After a few pleasantries, Chen Shu glanced at Xiao Hui's skirt and her exposed black-stockinged legs before returning to his seat. Xiao Hui didn't notice, because her mind was elsewhere. Could it be that her desires hadn't been satisfied last night, causing her to become distracted? Last night, Xiao Hui's husband returned from a drinking party, dazed and listless, sitting on the sofa watching TV, ignoring Xiao Hui's urging him to take a shower. Looking at her tired husband on the sofa, Xiaohui suddenly felt a pang of guilt. So much had happened recently; she'd barely been in contact with the delivery guy, but she'd been having a passionate affair with their neighbor, Uncle Wang. Her lustful nature had been fully unleashed, and she'd even gone to see him every few days. Uncle Wang was incredibly responsive, always obliging. Plus, her husband had been extremely busy and tired at work lately, and it had been almost two months since they'd last made love. However, Uncle Wang had gone back to his hometown a week ago, and Xiaohui felt a real urge to make love . (For those unfamiliar with the delivery guy, Uncle Wang, and Uncle Zhang, please refer to previous stories…it's been a while.) A sudden idea struck Xiaohui. She smiled and went into the bedroom. When she came out, she was wearing a black silk mini-nightgown—Uncle Wang's favorite—and black stockings and high heels. "Uncle Wang loves it when I dress like this; it should work on my husband too…" Xiaohui thought . Sure enough, her husband's gaze was immediately drawn to her. The gossamer-thin nightgown couldn't conceal her alluring figure under the soft light. When intimacy between becomes a routine, passion fades, and the so-called "romance" requires this hazy, dreamlike quality. Her husband's eyes burned, and he chuckled, "You little slut!" He patted the side, gesturing for her to come over. Xiaohui winked at her husband, who, unconcerned about his image, unzipped his pants, pulling out his newly erect penis. Though not particularly thick or long, it was still proudly erect, like a child holding his breath. Actually, they'd done this countless times in front of Uncle Wang. Xiaohui seductively picked up a small blanket from the sofa, skillfully spread it on the coffee table, and knelt down, her hands on her husband's knees. Leaning forward, her breasts firm her buttocks raised, her face full of allure, she gazed at her favorite toy. With each inch Xiaohui leaned forward, the erect penis before her seemed to lengthen by an inch. She swept her hair to one side, turned her face, and extended her tongue, sweeping it upwards from the base of the penis, circling the urethral opening. This stimulation sent a shiver down her spine. Like adding fuel to the fire, the penis grew even harder, reaching its zenith after several strokes. Suddenly, Xiaohui opened her cherry-like mouth and swallowed it whole, her tongue circling the glans, like a fledgling bird outwitting a master, trying to use the softness of her tongue to overcome the bald man's indestructible body. Her husband, lost in ecstasy, felt pleasure coursing through his mind, letting out a low groan as he comfortably leaned back on the sofa, admiring his crotch .

The wife, her eyes half-closed, swallowed hard, her gaze occasionally meeting the gleam in her husband's drunken eyes. Their fierce
swordplay had transformed into a loving display of mutual affection.

Kneeling on the coffee table, Xiao Hui buried her head deep between her husband's legs, her large buttocks raised high. For a moment,
Xiao Hui suddenly thought of Uncle Zhang, because the last time she performed oral sex on Uncle Wang in this position,
Uncle Zhang was standing behind her. Uncle Wang loved Xiao Hui performing oral sex on him, and Uncle Zhang loved Xiao Hui's large buttocks, so
they often used this position.

"It's so cold behind me… If Uncle Zhang were behind me now… that would be so nice…" Xiao Hui
thought to herself.

Suddenly, Xiao Hui's husband pressed her head down forcefully, his penis plunging deep into her
mouth , actively thrusting in and out.

His penis moved faster and faster, almost hitting the depths of her throat with every thrust. Fortunately, having been
trained by Uncle Wang's much thicker and longer penis, Xiao Hui reflexively relaxed her throat muscles, successfully resisting
the urge to vomit.

Seeing the contorted expression on her husband's face, she knew he was about to ejaculate. She tightened her lips, ensuring each thrust rubbed
from the base of his penis to the glans, each stroke going in and out completely, making "pop, pop, pop" sounds.
Her husband couldn't take it anymore and soon roared, his hot semen gushing out with a "plop, plop" sound,
all of it shooting into Xiaohui's mouth.

"Glug, glug," Xiaohui swallowed the semen, only then realizing something was wrong. She had never
swallowed her husband's semen before, but Uncle Wang was very particular about it, often making Xiaohui swallow his semen, and then checking it
afterward . Although the taste of semen was foul and fishy, lust could overcome the sense of taste, and
Xiaohui had gotten used to it.

But her husband didn't know! Her sudden change in boundaries could arouse suspicion. Luckily, her husband was still
deeply immersed in the pleasure of ejaculation and probably hadn't noticed. Xiaohui quickly pretended to puff out her cheeks and ran to the toilet.

In the bathroom, Xiaohui sat on the toilet brushing her teeth, her eyes fixed straight ahead. She recalled
her husband's various "battle positions" when they first got married, but today he'd surrendered after just oral sex.

Outside the window, the moon, once bright, now had halos of light surrounding it; the wind would pick up again tomorrow.

Sleepless nights…

Every time Chen Shu spoke with Xiaohui, his gaze was like a surgeon's scalpel,
meticulously dissecting the beautiful young woman's expression.

Like this morning, Chen Shu had some questions for Xiaohui, but while she explained earnestly, he
wasn't paying attention at all; his eyes were glued to her chest. The young man's burning gaze seemed to want to burn away
her clothes for a naked, unbridled revelry. Xiao Hui, realizing this, understood that her
underwear was a bright color, clearly visible through her thin white shirt. She was so foolish! But she
could only feign composure, grabbing two documents and handing them to Chen Shu for
a look before quickly slipping on a vest in the changing room.

"Young men's hormones are raging, that's understandable," Xiao Hui thought.

But her gossipy older female colleagues didn't see it that way. At lunch, one of
them joked, "Xiao Hui, I think that intern, Xiao Chen, has a thing for you. He always looks at you with
such fire in his eyes. You'd better watch out, hehe."

"Sister, don't talk nonsense! How could that be..." Xiao Hui said helplessly, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

For the rest of the afternoon, Xiao Hui was completely distracted at work, her mind wandering, unable to focus
.

That evening, her husband said he had a business dinner and would be home late.

Xiaohui, idly watching TV and snacking, received a WeChat message.

She opened it to find it was from Chen Shu:

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Xiaohui felt a momentary flutter in her heart. Although she was occasionally bothered by other men, none of them were
as sunny and cheerful as Chen Shu. However, Xiaohui forced herself to ignore it:

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…

Later, the two would chat on WeChat every night. Xiaohui felt this was a way to relax before bed, and chatting with
a young man was quite pleasant.

Actually, Xiaohui's personality was rather quiet and introverted; she usually gave the impression of being mature and conservative.
It must be said that Chen Shu was a patient young man, only occasionally saying flirtatious things
to test Xiaohui's limits under the influence of hormones. Everyone's bottom line can only be known by constantly pushing it, allowing for further exploration
beyond .

Xiao Hui was actually quite lewd at heart, and she naturally enjoyed this kind of testing. Even when Chen Shu
impulsively brought up sensitive or even sexual topics, Xiao Hui only pretended to be slightly shy, but inwardly she was
very willing to continue the conversation, only Chen Shu didn't realize it.

Relationships between men and women are like sex; you hold them in your mouth and thrust in and out to know each other's
length and depth.

Happy times always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the internship was over. Before leaving, Chen Shu went to Xiao Hui's
desk , said a lot of words of thanks, and finally whispered, "Sister Hui, I'll miss you!"

Recently, Chen Shu had often said "I miss you" in WeChat chats. Xiao Hui could
remain but this confession in person left her a little bewildered. Her face flushed, and she smiled inexplicably and said, "I
'll miss you too..."

That night, when she got home, Xiao Hui received a selfie from Chen Shu, followed by a series of confessions.

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Chen Shu obediently didn't reply to the message again, while Xiao Hui stared blankly at the screen.

She knew in her heart that Chen Shu's confession of love, a child at heart, shouldn't be something
to , after all, she wasn't a naive girl anymore. But to say she felt nothing in the face of such a confession
would be a lie. As a woman, if someone liked you, it meant you were quite attractive. Besides, Xiao Hui
actually quite liked Chen Shu; this energetic and sunny young man possessed a special charm that attracted
her.

Xiao Hui glanced at Chen Shu's confession again, her gaze lingering on the line, "I really want you to lie in my
arms at night." Looking at her own body, she muttered to herself, "If I were a man, I'd also be thinking about pinning you down on
the bed and having sex with you!"

That night, Xiao Hui, aroused by Chen Shu, naturally engaged in a passionate encounter with her husband. In the throes of passion,
the thrusting of her husband's penis inside her made Xiao Hui momentarily think how
wonderful life would be if there were always a large penis inside her, constantly moving, giving her fullness and satisfaction, keeping her forever at her G-spot . But it seemed the stronger Xiao Hui's desire, the less satisfying her husband became; he ejaculated within minutes. In that instant , Xiao Hui felt as if the whole world owed her something. ... The next day at work, without the cheerful laughter of Chen Shu and the group of interns, Xiao Hui felt something was missing, a sense of loss. But soon, Chen Shu's WeChat message arrived: [attach]***[/attach] Xiao Hui unconsciously imagined Chen Shu's dream, feeling a ticklish sensation, and shamelessly, her underwear became wet. At 11:50, Chen Shu messaged again, saying he was near the office and wanted to invite Xiao Hui to lunch. Without hesitation, she readily agreed. For some reason, Xiaohui felt like she was doing something sneaky. She grabbed her bag and went downstairs, afraid of being seen by her colleagues. When she saw Chen Shu downstairs, she immediately pulled him into a quiet alley behind the office and found a secluded little restaurant. They chatted about work while waiting for their food. They could chat enthusiastically on WeChat, but sitting face-to-face , they didn't talk as much, and certainly not about Chen Shu's confession the night before. When the food arrived, Xiaohui ate only a small bowl of rice, mostly watching Chen Shu wolf , casually asking about the school. As alumni, they chatted happily, every meaningful spot on campus flashing before Xiaohui's eyes. Seeing this, Chen Shu quickly invited Xiaohui to revisit her alma mater, offering to accompany . Xiaohui smiled and said she would definitely go back sometime. Before she knew it, it was Friday. Xiaohui learned her husband had to work overtime that weekend. Although she had been wanting to, seeing how tired he was, she didn't insist on making love to him and told him to go to bed early. But being home alone tomorrow would definitely be boring. Just as she was thinking about whether to go shopping with her best friend, she received a WeChat message from Chen Shu, inviting her to visit the school this weekend. She hadn't expected that this guy would remember something she'd only mentioned casually, so she readily agreed. Xiao Hui woke up earlier than her husband that morning. After making him breakfast, she prepared to get dressed and go out . Xiao Hui was quite thoughtful; she thought it would look strange to be dressed too maturely , so she chose a pink short-sleeved shirt with jeans, tied her hair in a simple ponytail, and went out without makeup. She took a bus, transferred, and headed to the school. After more than an hour, she finally arrived at the station. As soon as she got off the bus, she saw Chen Shu waiting at the bus stop, wearing a clean white t-shirt, a sunny and handsome young man. The two walked into the school gate and strolled slowly along the forest path. Xiao Hui felt as if she had suddenly returned to her university days, walking hand-in-hand with her boyfriend on campus. The scenes of them under the moonlit flowers, whispering sweet nothings, were like the gentle breeze now, tickling her heart. "That little grove over there is pretty dirty and messy now. Couples on dates sometimes get carried away, hehe," Chen Shu laughed. "Was it like that back then, sis?" "Not as open as you guys, but couples all liked that place. It was always bustling with couples at night, everyone busy with their own things! Back then, the school was strict. If it really was like that, a teacher shining a flashlight over, the scene would be so unsightly," Xiao Hui laughed. "It should be beautiful, haha, Xiao Hui, you describe it so vividly, have you ever been there?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Hui playfully raised her fist, her girlish thoughts completely exposed. Chen Shu let Xiao Hui's fist land on his chest, smiling and saying, "Hui-jie, you're so beautiful!" Xiao Hui's face immediately turned red. At lunchtime, they chose a small South Korean restaurant. Chen Shu quickly finished eating and, having nothing else to do, took a picture of Xiao Hui eating with his phone. Xiao Hui noticed and tried to grab the phone to see the photo. Chen Shu chuckled and put the phone in his pocket. [attach]***[/attach] After dinner, Chen Shu suggested seeing "Zootopia," which had been all over social media at the time. Xiao Hui had already seen it with her husband, but didn't want to spoil the fun, so she agreed. They went to a small movie theater near the school. The seats were cramped, and the two sat close together. Taking advantage of the darkness, Chen Shu unknowingly placed his hand on hers. The sudden physical contact gave Xiao Hui a jolt, and she felt a surge of excitement, noticing the sweat on his palm and its slight trembling. Xiao Hui's heart raced, her chest heaved, and her breasts pounded. She wanted to pull her the gentle touch in his palm, and her defenses crumbled. Her hand was now in Chen Shu's grasp. Having gotten up early, she was already prone to drowsiness after lunch, and since they had already seen the movie, Xiao Hui felt a wave of weariness wash over her, and involuntarily rested her head on his shoulder. Xiao Hui was almost asleep, but Chen Shu wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by. He pressed his advantage , becoming increasingly restless. Holding hands wasn't enough; he reached behind her neck and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, while his other hand boldly rested on her thigh, occasionally rubbing her jeans. Xiao Hui face flushed; how could she possibly sleep? But her body was weak and powerless, so she simply ignored him. The movie ended, the lights were bright, and the ambiguity of the darkness vanished. The two quickly separated, like lovers caught in a tryst. As they left the theater, although she had leaned on Chen Shu's shoulder the whole time, she hadn't truly rested. Once outside, Xiao Hui felt tired and said, "So tired and sleepy!" As soon as she said this, she saw a glimmer of surprise in Chen Shu's eyes, and she immediately regretted it. Wasn't this a blatant hint to go to a hotel? As expected, Chen Shu understood her grumbling and said, "How about... we find a hotel... to rest?" Xiao Hui didn't speak, letting Chen Shu pull her hand and lead her forward. Once inside the hotel, the thought of leaving welled up in her mind, but seeing the look in Chen Shu's eyes as he turned back, she hesitated moment. By then, they had already checked in, the room key was handed to her, and the two went upstairs. Xiao Hui's legs felt like lead; the closer she got to her room, the thinner the air felt, her heart raced, until her mind went blank. Opening the door, closing the door—two different worlds.

As soon as she entered the room, Chen Shu grabbed her and pressed his face against his chest. He could feel
the rapid, animalistic breath of his manhood, which made her feel hot all over.

Chen Shu mustered his courage and lowered his head to kiss her. Xiao Hui neither responded nor refused. Chen Shu's hands roamed over
the young woman in front of him, one hand inside her clothes, the other kneading her buttocks.

With her neighbor, Uncle Wang, Xiao Hui had initially been somewhat forced, but it had later become a pure
release of desire, so she didn't need to hide her lust. But with Chen Shu, her junior brother, Xiao Hui had both
the pride of a senior and a genuine liking for this young man, so she was somewhat reserved. She pulled Chen Shu's hands
away, turned her back, and whispered, "Xiao Chen, don't rush, let me catch my breath, I'm a little out of breath..."

Xiao Hui had underestimated the hormones of a young man. Chen Shu immediately hugged
her from behind again: "Sister Xiao Hui, I like you! I love you, I want you!" He hugged her even tighter as he spoke.

Xiao Hui felt the rapid swelling and heat of the young man's lower body against her buttocks, like a caged
beast unleashing its fury after being provoked.

He gently turned Xiao Hui's face back and kissed her again. This time, Xiao Hui completely surrendered,
responding with her tongue. Their warm lips met, and she savored the sweetness brought by their tongues.

The two fell onto the bed. Xiao Hui was completely powerless. Chen Shu's movements became more intense.
He held and unbuttoned her jeans with the other, pulling down the zipper.

She tried to pull down her pants, but his hand moved to her chest, grabbing her breast
through and beginning to play with her nipple. She groaned as Chen Shu's lips moved
downwards , his tongue gliding over her neck, taking the grape-like nipple directly into his mouth. Her bra, though not undone, had been
lifted, her snow-white breasts surrendering, her two pink nipples now exposed, one being teased, the other
licked by his tongue. She felt a surge of wet heat in her lower body.

"I want to kiss every corner of your body!"

Chen Shu buried his head in his chest, inhaling her unique fragrance with heavy breaths. She then realized
that her jeans and underwear had already been pulled down to her ankles. After licking her nipples enough, Chen Shu turned Xiao Hui over,
then lifted her slender waist, making her kneel on the bed.

Xiao Hui obediently raised her buttocks high, her snow-white flesh seemingly declaring to the world that her
body had completely surrendered, willing to be fish on the chopping block, to be slaughtered and played with, no longer willing
to resist.

The small opening and labia between Xiao Hui's buttocks were now clearly displayed before Chen Shu. He gently
inserted a finger, like a child discovering a small hole and poking it with a twig to see what would
come .

Sure enough, the wanton Xiao Hui was already a vast expanse of water, like a muddy swamp. Her juices
splashed and scattered under his fingers, like waves crashing and bursting before Chen Shu's eyes.

The pleasure of her vagina struck his mind, and Xiao Hui moaned softly from her mouth and nose, the moans seeming
to whisper the stimulation, pleasure, and approval and encouragement of Chen Shu's actions.

"Sister... Sister can't take it anymore!" Xiao Hui cried out, her body burning like a furnace. Morals, ethics,
and chastity were all long forgotten at this moment.

Chen Shu stood up, pulled down his pants, and his long, thick penis, like a caged beast released from its cage, stood straight and erect, its glans round
and red, defiantly proclaiming itself behind Xiao Hui, like the thirsty executioner's blade on the execution platform,
roaring at the kneeling condemned prisoner.

The spring was already overflowing, the worm already erect and reaching for the sky.

Chen Shu gently patted the large buttocks in front of him, and the owner of the buttocks turned her head shyly to look at
the large thing behind her.

It seemed a little smaller than Uncle Wang's, but still much larger than her husband's, Xiao Hui thought to herself.

Seeing that Xiao Hui seemed somewhat mesmerized by his penis, Chen Shu felt very satisfied and commanded,
"Move back a bit, kneel by the bed!"

Xiao Hui obediently knelt on the edge of the bed, her buttocks sticking up in a coy manner.

"Sister is so obedient." Chen Shu held his penis, the glans rubbing between her labia, each
rub touching her clitoris.

Xiao Hui shyly cried out, "You're so annoying."

"Ugh!" Chen Shu continued his habit of passing by his home without entering, much to the frustration of the little slut.

Xiao Hui turned around, about to pout again, but Chen Shu's large penis slid in, thrusting all the way in. After all, he was still
young; how could he resist the temptation of a slut like Xiao Hui?

His penis was like a fish, his vagina like a vast ocean—this was the irresistible pleasure of love.

Xiao Hui now experienced the characteristics of Chen Shu's penis. Although it was a little smaller than Uncle Wang's, the young man's
hardness was incomparable to that of an old man like Uncle Wang. The scalding hot rod brought Xiao Hui intense stimulation.

His large penis moved in and out, sometimes gently and quickly, making her feel like she was on cloud nine, sometimes fast and slow,
sometimes shallow and deep, each gentle thrust followed by a violent one, as if trying to pierce her body. Xiao Hui was a little surprised;
how could Xiao Chen, who claimed to have never had a girlfriend, be so skilled in sex? But the waves of pleasure overwhelmed her, preventing her from
thinking. She only knew to wiggle her hips, slightly part her legs, wanting to open her gates wide and let his penis enter even more wildly.

Chen Shu kneaded Xiao Hui's plump buttocks with both hands, occasionally slapping them, feeling their unique elasticity.

Having successfully completed his mission, Chen Shu, now able to leisurely enjoy his prey, smiled easily and said, "Sister Hui, I
wanted to fuck you the first time I saw you at work. You seemed distracted that day. Was it because my brother at home didn't take good care of you,
or were you thinking about other men? Your ass is so beautiful, swaying as you walk. It makes me want to fuck you.
It's so round and big when it's up. You must pose like

this often, right?" Xiao Hui was about to speak, but the impact made her feel dizzy, and she could only moan repeatedly, "Mmm... ah
... mmm... ah... ah..."

"Does it feel good when I fuck you? Does it feel good? Compared to your husband, who's better? Speak up, Sister Hui!"

Chen Shu slapped Xiao Hui's ass again.

"Ah! Mmm... good... so good... good little brother... amazing... ah... mmm..."

"Sister Hui is such a slut. I'm going to fuck you hard." Chen Shu held Xiao Hui's waist with one hand and
grabbed , pulling it back with increasing force.

"Sister Hui, is it good? Does it feel good to be fucked? I want to cum! I want to cum inside you!"

"Don't shoot inside!" Xiao Hui groaned, expressing her last shred of reason.

"Then shoot it on your big white ass!"

Chen Shu went up a notch, thrusting with greater amplitude and force, the impact on her buttocks louder.

"Ah, I'm going to cum, Sister Xiao Hui!!"

Xiao Hui's vision blurred from the impact, her mind went blank, as if the world had become irrelevant to her. She felt as if she
were in a starry sky, with a pair of eyes in the distance staring at her body and expression, mocking her promiscuity and lewdness.
A shooting star streaked by, carrying the heat of fire, and when it reached her, it ignited all the faint stars,
bathing her in a radiant glow, like being pushed towards the scorching sun. She felt every pore on her body open, every drop of blood
in her body boiling, every bead of sweat caressing her, and the long-awaited climax finally arrived.

She let out a long sigh, turning around to see the man behind her with a ferocious expression, his face contorted with extreme force. Seeing the woman's satisfied
look , he roared and violently pulled his penis out of the shower. Immediately afterward, Xiao Hui felt
puddles of coolness on her buttocks; she knew it was Chen Shu's semen.

The room suddenly fell silent. After the climax, embarrassment washed over her. Xiao Hui lay awkwardly on the bed, too
embarrassed to turn around.

Suddenly, several "click-click" sounds rang out. It turned out Chen Shu had
taken several photos of Xiao Hui's back with his phone.

Xiao Hui snapped out of her daze, grabbed a few tissues from the bedside table, wiped her bottom, and went to
the bathroom .

"Sister Hui… I really like you… especially your big butt," Chen Shu said with a grin, lying on the bed fiddling with his phone as he saw Xiao Hui emerge from
the bathroom

"You should go wash up too!" Xiao Hui's face was still flushed, but she had calmed down.

"Okay, Sister Hui, wait for me! We still have plenty of time, it's only a little past three, hehe!" Chen Shu chuckled,
still wanting more.

It was indeed still early. Their sex had only lasted about ten minutes. Young Chen Shu hadn't yet
developed the stamina of a seasoned pro, but his youthful, strong body and vigor had intensely stimulated Xiao Hui
, bringing her to orgasm with just one position.

At this moment, Xiao Hui was already regretting her actions. Although she was indeed promiscuous, given Wang Bo's example, she didn't
want to repeat the same mistake and be coerced by Chen Shu into becoming a readily available sex partner. That would be dangerous, and
her life would definitely be a mess.

She couldn't be too passive.

Watching Chen Shu go into the bathroom, she picked up his unlocked phone from the bed, opened the photo album,
hesitated for a moment, then sent the photos Chen Shu had taken of her to her WeChat account. Then she
deleted all the photos of her from his phone.

After deleting the photos, Xiao Hui wanted to delete their WeChat chat history as well, so she opened Chen Shu's WeChat.

Just after deleting her own chat history, Xiao Hui received a new WeChat message. Seeing the profile picture was a girl, she
reflexively clicked on it. This girl called Xiao Chen "husband"? Scrolling back through the chat,
Xiao Hui was thunderstruck:

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Immediately after, she received another WeChat message from a boy, asking if things were going well for Xiao Chen. Their chat history also
shocked Xiao Hui:

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Xiao Hui chuckled, got dressed, and went out.

What happened to never having been in a relationship? What happened to the simple, innocent boy she was?

Actually, this world is full of bad people, and she herself was a bad woman in a way.

While showering and humming a tune, Chen Shu suddenly heard his phone ringing, but after ringing for a long time without
hearing Xiao Hui's voice, he instantly realized something was wrong. He rushed out of the bathroom, only to find she was gone.

Only the wrinkled floral sheets told of the past chaos.

The missed call was from Ah Hao. Chen Shu was just about to call back when he received a new WeChat message:

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Why write in the third person?

It's a long story… Actually, I always felt that writing in the first person limited the perspective, making it difficult to write
certain details and foreshadowing.

(Please don't worry about whether the story is true or not… If you think it's true, it's true; if you think it's
false, it's definitely false. It's neither flower nor grass.)

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