【A Woman's Mole】(73) Author: Bo Bo Xiong Yong

Author: Bobo Xiongyong
Word Count: 5681

(Seventy-three)

What is the most beautiful thing in the world?

A long time ago, I would say Gu Xuan was the most beautiful, especially the mole on her chin; after I realized I was
hopelessly in love with my cousin, I would say Guo Ying was the most beautiful; after meeting Wang Ziyue, I would say there is a kind of beauty
called elusive beauty, that kind of beauty is like a drug, although I know this kind of beauty is toxic, but after taking it,
I am addicted and cannot stop.

I have to admit that Wang Ziyue's little tricks are very clever. Sometimes she would be very clingy and coquettish,
sometimes she would ignore me for two or three days and suddenly disappear until I couldn't help but call her, and she
would laugh and tease me, "Do you miss me again? Then come and see me!"

After saying this a few times, I couldn't stand it anymore, and I decided to find an opportunity to go to NJ.

In mid-May 2012, I returned from a business trip to Hefei and got off the train in Nanjing.

"You really came?" she asked with a laugh on the phone. "Is this a surprise or a surprise visit?"

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"You didn't even give me a moment to prepare. I should have at least gotten ready..." I could hear
a hint of complaint mixed with her surprise.

"You have half an hour. I'll be there in half an hour," I explained.

"You have no sincerity at all!" she scolded. "You should at least have arrived before surprising me, don't you think?"

Are all women so unreasonable? I thought to myself as I said, "I'm just a little excited.
I wanted to hear your voice!"

I saw Wang Ziyue again on a drizzly afternoon. She was wearing a navy blue dress that
almost trailed on the ground. Holding a small blue umbrella, she stood gracefully under a plane tree, smiling with her lips pursed,
two shallow dimples on her cheeks.

Raindrops slanted down onto her blue dress, threatening to wet it...

"Do you need me to hold the umbrella for you?" I asked with a smile, wiping the rain from my face.

"Okay!" She handed me the umbrella, and under it, she moved closer to me.

"Aren't you afraid your skirt will get wet?" I looked down at the floor-length hem of her skirt and the black
leather shoes , some water droplets splashing on the surface.

She pulled her feet in, so the white insteps exposed by the skirt were now hidden by the long blue dress. I reluctantly
turned my gaze from her skirt to her face, where she had a pair of shallow dimples.

"A wet skirt can be washed again, but without a skirt, I'm afraid you'll say my legs are bowed..."
Although was wearing high heels, she wasn't very tall to begin with, so she tilted her head back and pouted as she smiled.

"I don't mind..." I smiled, then immediately changed the subject, asking, "Where are we going?"

"Isn't that something you should decide?" she said reproachfully.

"If it were up to me, I'd say we go to Pearl River No. 1 over there..."

"You pervert!" she rolled her eyes at me, then laughed, "Let's walk."

I wasn't sure if she'd taken my words to heart, because we were heading east, right where Pearl River
No. 1 . But after passing through a small gate in the school, she pointed to her left and smiled, "There's a teahouse over there,
I'll treat you to tea."

I had no idea there was a teahouse in this alley, just as I had no idea there was
a It seemed I'd wasted a year in the old campus.

As we pushed open the door, a couple came out.

I smiled and asked Wang Ziyue, "Do you come here often?"

"A few times," she tilted her head, looking at me, then smiled, "Sometimes alone, sometimes with
my roommates, you're mistaken..."

I awkwardly touched my nose and just gave a dry laugh.

It was a small teahouse, seemingly run by a husband and wife; the wife was watching TV at the cashier. Directly opposite the entrance was
the tea seating area, five or six tables, but there were private rooms inside, which we booked. At the door of the private room, I saw
the door to the opposite room was open, and the male owner was wiping bamboo mats with a damp cloth.

"They wouldn't be...?" I asked Wang Ziyue after closing the door.

"Hmm?" She bit her lip and gave a soft "hmm."

A faint blush rose to her face. She frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and glared at me, saying reproachfully, "
How should know?"

I knew she was shy. To avoid embarrassment, I asked her what she wanted to drink.

"Come here!" She gracefully lifted the hem of her skirt and sat down, her legs slightly turned.

"It's a bit chilly, let's have some warm tea." I ordered a pot of Tieguanyin.

The private room was actually quite small. We sat facing each other, my knees touching hers. I gently touched her and said,
"Have you been busy lately?"

"Not busy, otherwise I wouldn't have come to see you at this time," she said, looking at me with an expression of utter disbelief.

"Wang Ziyue!" I said, feigning anger, "You weren't like this before! Why are you starting to ridicule
me after we meet?"

"Because you haven't convinced me yet!" she said, raising an eyebrow. "I'm waiting for you to pursue me!"

I grabbed her hand; it was a little cold, and her fingers moved slightly in my palm.

"Can't we take it slow? Does it have to be so rushed?" I tightened my grip, and her fingers
could no move.

"Your hands are warm," she smiled, her eyes narrowing, "a little hot..."

"Don't change the subject!" I interrupted her, "You always make me pursue you, but I feel like I'm the one pursuing you
all along !"

"I want to hear the violin!"

"Next time!"

"Okay, next time..." Her words were interrupted by a knock on the door; the shopkeeper brought in a teapot and cups.

"It smells delicious!" she said, taking a sip.

I didn't drink, keeping my eyes fixed on her. She seemed a little uneasy under my gaze, lowering her eyes and scolding, "Why are you looking at me
like that ?"

"I'm waiting for you to say, next time...?" I asked, tapping my fingers forcefully on the table.

"I need to be more subtle..." she smiled, looking up.

"No! I don't like your reserved nature. You said you're not a pretentious person!" I pulled her
hand, her snow-white arm peeking out from the loose sleeve, a thin layer of downy hair gently clinging
to her delicate skin.

"I'm afraid," she leaned forward, her warm breath lightly brushing against my face, "I'm afraid I'll
scare !"

"Even if you want to kick me out, I won't leave!" I said through gritted teeth. "You're mine!"

"Not yet..." she shook her head.

"I know!" I waved my hand to interrupt her. "Next time!"

"Okay," she nodded and smiled.

I released her hand. Her fair wrist was slightly red from my grip. She gently rubbed it and said reproachfully, "You're so
rough!"

"I told you, when you sing 'The Female Imperial Envoy,' I definitely won't show any mercy!" I lewdly grinned
.

"You scoundrel! Shameless!" she spat, her face flushed.

"Do you think that couple over there did something?" I
asked .

"What do you think?" she said, resting her chin on her hand and blinking coquettishly.

"Maybe we could try..." I looked around. The doors and windows were all covered.

"Didn't you say Pearl River No. 1?" she smiled even more happily, her dimple on her left cheek deepening.

"Are you kidding me!" I glared at her.

"Hehe," she straightened up and clapped her hands, saying, "You're so smart! Looks like you haven't forgotten!"

The tea in the cup had gone cold. I squinted at her as I took a sip. The tea seemed to have
lost its aroma after it cooled down, perhaps masked by the fragrance emanating from her. So I couldn't help but take a deep breath,
closing my looking quite pleased with myself.

"You look so lewd!" she said reproachfully.

"Is that so?" I said, feigning anger, but my hand grabbed her calf under the table and placed it on my knee.

"You!" she glared at me and said reproachfully, "Let go!"

"Didn't you say I was lewd?" I said, taking off her shoes again. She wasn't wearing socks, and her toes
struggled gently in my palm.

"Didn't you promise me? Next time!" she said, stopping struggling and biting her lip.

"But I can't wait!" I stroked her calf, which seemed hairless and smooth to the touch.

"You broke your promise!" she pouted, but I didn't detect a hint of
reproach ; instead, it sounded more like coquetry, even seduction.

"No!" Her legs tensed instantly, her insteps almost straight, her toes pressing against my waist.

"I'm so nervous!" she bit her lip tightly, her eyes glistening with tears.

"Then relax!" I chuckled, my hand gently stroking her thigh. "You said you weren't
a hypocrite, so why don't you sit here with me?"

"I want to be reserved, to be demure!"

"But I don't like that! You're mine!" I grabbed her calf, forcing her to shuffle around the table
to my side.

She pressed her lips against mine as I approached, asking in a sweet voice, "Have you thought it through? Are you going to start the betting?"

I didn't answer, but instead opened my mouth and took her finger in, gently biting it. She winced in pain,
scolding, "You're like a dog!"

"If I'm a dog, then you're a little bitch!" I chuckled, lifting her chin.

"Oh?" she blinked. "So, does this big wolfhound want to bite me?"

"No, I'm going to eat you!" I said, then captured her red lips, gently sucking on them. A moment later,
she responded passionately, opening her small mouth and her smooth, pink tongue entwining with mine.

The private room was utterly silent; I could almost hear her rapid heartbeat, her short breaths, and
the murmurs deep in her throat.

"You're wet!" I chuckled, kissing her earlobe.

"It's all your fault!" she gasped, feigning annoyance. "Don't put your hands in! Your hands are dirty!"

"Then just wear them through my panties!"

"Ah!" she groaned, biting her lip. "How could you be so naughty! Oh... I feel so
good..."

I wonder if the teahouse owner heard her increasingly loud moans, though she kept biting her lip
and burying her face in my chest. When her thighs tightly gripped my fingers, her body trembling and limp in my arms,
her panties were already soaked with love juice.

"How am I supposed to go home?!" she said coquettishly, her face flushed. "It's so cold and uncomfortable!"

"Then don't wear them!" I said, pulling down her panties, only to find they were a light yellow pair
of briefs.

"Let's go!" I stuffed the panties into my pocket and reached out to pull her up.

"Give them back to me!" she said, biting her lip in embarrassment and anger.

"No!" I leaned down and kissed her lips, saying, "I'll keep it, and you can wear it next time..."

"You pervert!" she cursed angrily.

She kept her head down until we were outside, then pinched me hard, cupping her flushed cheeks and scolding,
"How embarrassing! Do they know?"

I opened the umbrella, pulled her under it, and laughed, "How could they? Your voice is so soft!"

"You still dare to say that!" she stomped her foot and punched me, "It's all your fault! You're such a pervert!"

I grabbed her wrist, looking down at her, and said, "I want to hear you sing..."

Her face changed quickly; one moment she was slightly angry and scolding, the next she chuckled and said, "No!"

I smiled and didn't force her.

"You're so annoying!" She stopped after a few steps, pouting, and said, "I always feel like I'm letting in a draft
..."

"Haha..." I laughed smugly, "How about we find you somewhere to change?"

"No! Next time! Hehe," she shook her head and chuckled, but her hands covered her thighs with the skirt.

"..."

"Don't make that face," she stood on tiptoe and kissed me on the cheek, "Is that alright?"

"Pretty but impractical!" I rolled my eyes at her.

"Kiss me..." she said softly, tilting her head back and closing her eyes.

The umbrella had fallen to the ground at some point, spinning in the wind before rolling to the side of the road.

The fine rain felt pleasant on my hot face. I felt like I was back in college, having a
student romance, kissing a beautiful girl in the drizzle. Although that girl was now far away across
the ocean, I couldn't help but touch Wang Ziyue's chin again; there wasn't a mole there.

"I'm a little cold!" she said, shrugging her shoulders and trembling.

"I want to hear you sing..." I said, cupping her face in my hands.

"You're so naughty! You know how to pick your moments..." she said, panting and scolding, "I'm feeling it, and I want it too..."

"Then what are we waiting for!" I said with a smile.

"But I have to be reserved!" she said, biting her lip and shaking her head. "So next time..."

"That's an absurd reason!" I said, feigning anger. "But I promise you!"

With that, I picked her up in my arms. "Umbrella!" she cried out in my arms.

"No!" I said, looking down. "That's my umbrella!" she said, clinging to my neck and acting coquettishly. "It's my
favorite umbrella..."

I shook my head helplessly and carried her over. I bent down, and she reached out and picked up the umbrella, holding it over her head.
"I

'll hold the umbrella for you..." "Where are you taking me? I'm not going to a hotel!" she asked, looking up at me.

"I'm taking you back. You need to take a shower and change your clothes before you can eat..."

"Then why are you going east? My dorm is behind me!" she said, struggling gently in my arms.

"Looks like I really can't fool you!" I said with a wry smile.

"You rascal!" she said coquettishly, "Is this what men think about?"

"No!" I shook my head, "Only a beautiful woman like you would make me want this!"

"Sweet words..." she said softly, biting her lip, "...make me unable to resist saying yes..."

"No!" I shook my head again, "I don't need your coercion, I want you to throw yourself into my arms!"

"Pah!" she spat in embarrassment, "You rascal! You shameless scoundrel! Then you just wait for me to throw myself into your arms!"

I just smiled, and she pouted and said, "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"No," I shook my head again, "That's why I find it challenging, so it won't be boring..."

"Oh?" she blinked her beautiful eyes. "You see me as prey?"

"Perhaps," I stopped and looked down at her. The afterglow of her orgasm still seemed to linger on her
face , making her look rosy and endearing. "But are you leaving the table? You've already placed your bet..."

She sighed softly and said, "I thought I was the hunter, but who knew you'd see me as
prey ..."

"What's wrong with that? We both want to take control. You want a win-win situation, but I only want to win for myself..."
I stared into her eyes and said, word by word, "You... still... want to... bet?!"

She was silent for a long time, but finally smiled and said, "Why not bet? If I bet, there's a 50% chance you
'll become my prey; if I don't bet, there's no chance at all!"

"You seem very confident in yourself? You don't even understand your opponent..." I said with a wry smile.

"Does she even understand me? Would you talk to her about me? No, you wouldn't. You'd only hide me
even deeper..." she said proudly, chin held high, seemingly confident.

"You've seen through me again!"

"No!" she shook her head gently. "It's not that I see through you. To be honest, I still don't understand
you... It's just because you want me!"

"I'm so angry!" she said, biting her lip, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears. "Knowing you love
someone else, I still allowed you to pursue me, so I'm angry, angry at myself..."

"You're a scoundrel! A shameless bastard!" she said, pinching my arm hard. "Is that how you tricked that
girl ?"

"So, are you still going to continue?" I asked again.

"Of course, I want you to be my captive, and then cruelly abandon you! Hehe..."
she laughed wildly, tears streaming down her face.

"You pervert!" I yelled, "You're mentally unstable!"

"I told you, I'm really angry today!" she said, staring into my eyes, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Why are you suddenly angry? You were fine before..."

"Because of your cowardice, I changed my mind. I don't want you to get your way so easily!" she
said tears streaming down her face, her smile eerily unsettling, sending chills down my spine.

"If you had just carried me straight to the hotel, I would have accepted my fate, but unfortunately you... so our
bet has become more difficult."

Damn it! I cursed, "I wasn't cowardly! I was..." "

Haha..." she laughed happily, "Yeah, you thought that wouldn't be challenging enough,
so I'm granting your wish!"

"You cunning woman!" I roared, putting her down and cupping her face in my hands, saying fiercely,
"We'll see!"

"Okay!" she nodded.

"I want you to kiss me!" her expression changed quickly, tilting her head back and closing her eyes, pleading sweetly.

"Your face is burning!" I said, kissing her eyes, "burning hotter than my hands!"

"Don't talk! Just kiss me! I want to hear your heartbeat..." she said coquettishly, pressing her lips against mine
. "Kiss me!"

Downstairs at her apartment building, I asked her if she really wasn't going to have dinner with me tonight.

She gently shook her head, saying, "I'm afraid I won't be able to resist going back with you..."

"Such a prim and proper!" I rolled my eyes at her.

"I told you, I'd be more subtle!" she said sweetly, "I'll give you a kiss as a farewell!"
Saying this, she tiptoed and gently touched my lips. Before I could react, her lips were gone,
leaving only a barely perceptible warmth.

I watched her enter the apartment building, just as I had watched Gu Xuan leave countless times before, until she
disappeared from sight.

I wiped my lips where she had kissed me and muttered to myself, "Will I be captivated by her?"

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