Sex strawberry jam

Sexual Strawberry Jam (

Word Count: 39,000)
Sex is like a jar of strawberry jam; spread on different breads, it will taste different.
Tiny, dark red sparks burned slowly, the smoke from these sparks swirling around my fingers, winding upwards, constantly spreading, melting, and finally dissolving into the untouchable darkness.
The ash had accumulated for a long time, finally breaking under the weight of the cigarette butt, falling heavily to the ground with a wisp of spark, then quickly separating and extinguishing, merging into the soil.
Yan Xu took a heavy drag on the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, clearly smelling the smoky odor emanating from his fingers. It was one of those cheap cigarettes that cost two yuan a pack; nowadays, few people smoked it except for poor students like them. The smoke felt dry and cracking in his throat, and it was pungent when exhaled. Yan Xu began to wonder, what was the difference between smoking this kind of cigarette and smoking tree leaves?
Yan Xu rarely smoked. Although he had been smoking for a long time, he smoked less than two packs a year. He wasn't addicted; it was just a way for him to pass the time when he was feeling irritable.
Looking at the scattered cigarette butts at his feet, there were probably a dozen or so—a number he wouldn't smoke in several months. The soft pack of cigarettes in his pocket was crumpled into a ball, the sweat on his hands sticking tightly to the plastic film.
Yan Xu was filled with anxiety. He gritted his teeth, trying to calm himself. The uncertainty ahead made his heart pound violently. He kept rubbing one foot on the ground, the dirt beneath his feet forming an irregular fan shape. He tried to leave several times, but each time he couldn't take a step.
He needed money—a lot of money for him. He couldn't steal or rob; he could only sell himself, betray his principles, betray himself!
Finally, a figure ran towards him from afar, making Yan Xu's heart skip a beat. What was bound to happen had finally arrived. As the figure drew closer, Yan Xu's heart pounded faster.
"Dongzi, have you been waiting long? You look good, very presentable!" The person who ran up glanced at the neatly dressed Yan Xu and said.
Yan Xu smiled slightly at the person, but only he knew the helplessness in his eyes. He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stomped on it a few times.
The suit he was wearing was borrowed from his roommate, and it looked exceptionally good on his 1.78-meter frame. He no longer had the spare money to buy a suit, not even a cheap, counterfeit brand. He had never worn a suit before, and he never thought he would look so handsome dressed like this. This was the compliment his roommate had given him, but now it was just a bitter facade!
Dongzi was Yan Xu's alias, a reflection of his helplessness. He just wanted to retain the last bit of his true self.
The man in front of Yan Xu was called Yang Guang (Sunshine), a pseudonym Yan Xu knew was also a pseudonym. Everyone has secrets they need to hide. Just like his pseudonym, Yang Guang was full of enthusiasm and hope. In this line of work, he could maintain such a mindset, something Yan Xu admired but couldn't understand.
Yang Guang was only doing this part-time; he owned a tiny book rental shop, which was where Yan Xu met him. This small shop was essentially bought with the money Yang Guang earned from this line of work. Because of his warm personality, he had many friends, so when Yan Xu encountered difficulties, he immediately thought of Yang Guang. Yang Guang introduced Yan Xu to a field he knew about but wasn't familiar with.
"Dongzi, are you really going to do this?" Yang Guang saw a hint of hesitation in Yan Xu's eyes, a look he was very familiar with. He asked Yan Xu again, confirming his suspicion.
"Yes!" Yan Xu nodded heavily. When Yang Guang asked that question, that slight hesitation reminded him of those red, swollen eyes from crying. He finally made up his mind.
"She's easy to take care of, don't worry!" Yang Guang patted Yan Xu's shoulder several times, a gesture of reassurance.
The car stopped in front of the bar, which was probably the city's most notorious red-light district. Although Yan Xu had grown up in this city, he had never been here at night before. The crowds on the street were noticeably many times larger than during the day.
"Sister Qin!" Yang Guang introduced them to each other, and Yan Xu, with a charming smile, sat down next to her.
Although Yang Guang had told Yan Xu on the way that the person he was introduced to wouldn't make things difficult for him, seeing her in person still surprised him.
She didn't look like a woman in her forties at all. While not exceptionally beautiful, she was still above average in appearance, with double eyelids and phoenix eyes that constantly scanned him up and down.
Her skin was still smooth and shiny, probably due to regular skincare, without the dryness often seen in women in their forties. The slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were completely concealed by her light makeup, and her long, flowing hair was styled in curls.
She wore a black low-cut dress with a white diamond necklace around her neck. Her breasts didn't sag noticeably; instead, the dress accentuated a deep cleavage. Her body was slightly plump, but not fat; rather, she exuded a mature, wealthy, and elegant air, resembling a noblewoman.
"Shy little brother!" Sitting next to Yang Guang was a woman in her forties named Sister Ping. She smiled at Yan Xu. Her looks were slightly less attractive than Sister Qin's beside Yan Xu, and she wasn't very tall, about 1.58 meters. However, her clothing was much bolder. She also wore a low-cut top, revealing nearly half of her breasts, and a very short skirt. Her legs were covered in flesh-colored stockings, and a slightly transparent pair of panties could be vaguely seen between her legs.
"Sister Ping, don't laugh at Dongzi. This is his first time in a bar. He'll be shy if you keep doing this!"
Yang Guang put his arm around Sister Ping's waist. Yan Xu could clearly see his hand kneading Sister Ping's buttocks. Sister Ping leaned against him, looking very comfortable, her hand also resting on Yang Guang's leg.
"Really!" Sister Ping was surprised that someone had never been to a bar before. She looked at Yan Xu and then looked mysteriously at Sister Qin next to him, saying, "Wanqin, you've really struck gold this time!"
"Is this really your first time in a place like this?" Wanqin was very close to Yan Xu and asked him. She had never seen such a shy boy before. In foreign countries, men of this age were considered very mature.
"Yes!" Yan Xu nodded shyly. Men can blush too. He had never been in such a situation before and didn't know what to say. Wanqin was so close to him that he could clearly smell the perfume wafting from her.
"Wow, so cute!" Wanqin teased Yan Xu when she saw his shy expression.
"Aping, if you like, you can have him keep you company tonight!" Wanqin leaned slightly against Yan Xu, clearly very satisfied.
Since her divorce, she had been abroad for so long and had been with several men, including some foreigners. She never imagined that the surprise her best friend gave her upon her return would be a man. Yan Xu's shyness gave her a different feeling. Seeing how young he was, old enough to be her child, Wanqin couldn't help but feel a strange sensation. Perhaps at her age, a maternal instinct was stirring within her.
"Are you willing to let him go?" Sister Ping was held tightly in Yangguang's arms. She looked at Wanqin and then at Yan Xu. "This is a welcome-back party I specially arranged for you. I went to great lengths to find you a virgin! Let him keep you company for a while. I have Yangguang tonight!" As soon as she finished speaking, Yangguang, who was beside her, kissed her. She wrapped her arms around Yangguang's neck and pressed her lips to his. The two of them then engaged in a passionate French kiss.
Yan Xu watched them passionately kissing, a sight that shocked him. Although he'd seen couples kissing on the street and on campus countless times, he'd only ever witnessed such intense French kissing on television. The people on the bar's dance floor seemed used to this kind of scene; no one even glanced in their direction.
"What's wrong? Never seen anything like it before?" Wan Qin found Yan Xu's stunned expression amusing. She noticed the boy's shyness. Although he was dressed in a suit and trying hard to appear mature, Wan Qin found this shyness quite endearing; it was a challenge for a woman.
"Ah!" Yan Xu smiled softly at Wan Qin, trying to calm the turmoil within him.
"Ha!" Wan Qin chuckled softly. Yan Xu's smile had captivated her; it reminded her of her own student days, that innocence. She knew this boy was too shy, and she knew she should cheer him up!
Wanqin leaned close to Yan Xu, her body almost pressed against his. "Look over there, this kind of thing is very common here. Come here a few more times, and you'll get used to it!" Wanqin pointed to the dance floor and several nearby tables. Yan Xu followed her finger and saw couples passionately kissing, some even doing more intense things. Some women were even topless, their breasts bouncing up and down on the dance floor.
"Have something to drink, you're too nervous!" Wanqin's fingers slid to Yan Xu's thigh, making his body extremely stiff.
"Oh, okay! Sister Qin, you decide!" Yan Xu tried to relax. He knew this couldn't go on, so he reached out and took Wanqin's arm, pulling her into his embrace.
Wanqin could feel Yan Xu's arm trembling; he was so nervous. Wanqin gently tilted her head, resting it on Yan Xu's shoulder, then beckoned to the waiter beside her. "Give me a 'Instinct,' and give him a 'Sperm Bank'!"
Yan Xu already knew many drinks in bars had strange names, but he was still surprised by the name Wanqin had chosen.
Wanqin liked this expression on Yan Xu's face; it was something she hadn't experienced in all her years abroad.
"This is yours!" Wanqin pushed the "Sperm Bank" drink in front of Yan Xu, watching him examine the milky-white liquid, which was tinted to resemble sperm. She couldn't help but smile. "Drink it. Don't worry, it's not what you're thinking. It's made with pure milk and cocktails!" Wanqin took the "Instinct" drink from the table, raised it to Yan Xu, and took a small sip.
Yan Xu picked up the glass and took a sip. It tasted like a beverage, completely devoid of alcohol, but rather like milk. He had been extremely thirsty from nervousness, so he took a large gulp.
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Yan Xu, wearing his pajamas, sat on the edge of the bed. Perhaps he had drunk too much, as his head felt slightly heavy, but it also emboldened him, and he relaxed, no longer as stiff as before.
"Do you like it?" The bathroom door quietly opened, and Wan Qin emerged barefoot. She stood before Yan Xu and gently opened her bathrobe.
"Ah!" Yan Xu swallowed hard. The mature woman before him made this inexperienced novice's heart pound.
Water droplets still dripped from Wan Qin's curly hair. Underneath her bathrobe, she wore an almost transparent black bra, partially covering her breasts, which was even more alluring than her naked body.
Yan Xu slightly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Wan Qin's black panties. Through the transparency, he could even clearly see the neatly trimmed black pubic hair. The sight before him violently surged his primal desires; he could clearly feel his genitals swelling beneath the pajamas.
"Nervous?" Wan Qin sat down beside Yan Xu, gently kissing his cheek, her tongue even lightly licking his face.
"Oh!" No man could resist such temptation. Yan Xu let out a low growl and kissed Wan Qin's lips. He had spent days watching porn in his dorm room, practicing every move. He wanted to make his first time perfect.
Without his teasing, Wan Qin opened her lips, her tongue darting out to lightly touch Yan Xu's, then engaging in a passionate entanglement, guiding his tongue into her mouth.
Yan Xu could feel an intense excitement within him; he could feel his heart pounding. He held Wanqin tightly, his tongue greedily sucking and teasing her mouth, wanting to explore every inch of it. His hands even actively caressed her body, roaming over her back and reaching her breasts, slipping inside her black bra to knead her firm, high breasts, shaping the smoothness he had never experienced before.
Wanqin, meanwhile, was enjoying Yan Xu's passionate kisses and caresses. She could clearly feel that the young man's kisses had become more skilled than before; if it weren't for his earlier awkwardness, she might have thought he was a master kisser.
This transformation in the boy, that emotional pleasure, was even more intense for her than physical stimulation, intoxicating her. She clearly felt the honeyed fluid flowing from her labia, soaking her panties and tightly enveloping her vulva.
Yan Xu's teasing became increasingly skillful, even he himself became engrossed in it. The woman before him was no less alluring than a young girl. His tongue gently withdrew from Wanqin's mouth, leaving her lips, but quickly returned to her cheek, kissing upwards until it reached Wanqin's earlobe. Yan Xu knew that the ears were also a sensitive area for many women.
He gently breathed warm air on her, his tongue lightly gliding along her drooping cheek, even teasing Wanqin's earlobe, and gently taking her into his mouth. Yan Xu's hands didn't stop either, already fully inside her bra, his palms covering her full breasts, two fingers pinching her already hard and erect nipples, kneading and flicking them back and forth.
"Oh..." Wanqin moaned softly.
The young man's movements were so practiced, yet his body was so youthful. She liked this teasing; a woman's intuition is incredibly sensitive, and she could discern the feeling in the subtlest of his actions. This young man's actions were different from those of the men she'd had one-night stands with before. It wasn't simply about seeking the release of desire, but rather a tenderness towards a lover, a tenderness towards a partner. This feeling was like her first love, like her honeymoon—something she hadn't experienced in a long time.
Wanqin gently stroked the young, strong body that held her tightly. At her age, she was no longer simply pursuing the fleeting pleasure of sex; she needed a kind of spiritual stimulation. The feeling of turning a boy into a man made her heart race, filling her with joy.
Yan Xu's intense movements told her that the boy before her loved her body, something she was proud of. Spending so much time on maintenance every day kept her body as taut as a thirty-year-old's. While her waist was no longer as slender as a young girl's, it possessed a fullness unique to mature women. She even knew clearly that this mature charm was irresistible to the boy before her, who was about to become a man.
Wanqin moaned softly, her eyes half-closed, enjoying Yan Xu's gentle kisses on her face, slowly moving down to her neck.
Of course, Wanqin's hand didn't just rest on Yan Xu's shoulder. Her slender fingers slipped inside Yan Xu's pajamas, gently caressing his youthful chest. Her fingertips playfully tugged at the hard nipples on Yan Xu's chest. Her palm fully felt the warmth that his skin was constantly transmitting to her. Her palm slowly moved down, passing through Yan Xu's chest and abdomen, eager to know the size of the treasure hidden between his legs. Her fingertips slowly touched Yan Xu's throbbing lower body.
Wanqin's slight touch was too much for Yan Xu, a novice, to handle. He clearly felt a current surge from Wanqin's fingertips to his erect penis, the stimulation spreading from the glans to his entire shaft, engulfing his body. He felt his genitals throb, and a warm, moist flow slowly oozed from his urethra. The stimulation was too intense for him; he let out a muffled growl and pressed Wanqin down onto the bed, his erect penis pressing against her smooth thighs through his robe.
"Don't be so hasty!" As Yan Xu pressed Wanqin's body down on the bed, she placed her hand on his chest, gently pushing him away and rising from beneath him. Wanqin wasn't in a hurry; she wanted to continue teasing him. Such a virgin was only truly enjoyable to savor slowly, and with such a young body, several times a night was certainly possible.
"Little brother, don't be impatient, I'll give it to you!" Wanqin half-squatted beside Yan Xu, slowly unbuttoning his robe. Yan Xu's young body came into her view, her eyes immediately fixed on his erect penis. At the same time, she unhooked her bra, exposing her soft breasts to him. Yan Xu's penis
wasn't particularly large or thick; among Wanqin's experiences, it was only of average size. However, due to engorgement, the red and throbbing glans appeared enormous. Wanqin gently grasped Yan Xu's erect penis with her hand, skillfully rubbing it back and forth. Her thumb lightly stroked the tip of Yan Xu's glans, evenly spreading the almost transparent fluid secreted from the urethral opening onto the red glans.
"Ah...ah..." Yan Xu sat on the bed, his legs slightly parted, exposing his erection completely to the air. He could clearly feel the heat emanating from Wanqin's small hands on his penis. Although the movements of her small hands were slow, they were many times more effective than his usual masturbation. He reached his hands to Wanqin's breasts, gently kneading her two delicate breasts, his eyes half-closed, letting out excited moans.
Something sticky and warm lightly brushed against the head of Yan Xu's penis, causing his eyes to snap open. He saw the lipstick that Wanqin was lightly licking on her lips, and he knew exactly what had brushed against his glans. His body swayed slightly, and his penis, engorged even more under Wanqin's small hands, involuntarily grew even thicker.
Yan Xu's chest heaved rapidly. He felt as if something was about to burst forth from his body. He couldn't believe that such a seemingly noble lady was licking his lower body with the tip of her tongue. This was something he had never dared to believe before entering the room.
He had read many self-narratives from people in this line of work online. The women described there sought out men to serve them. He had even practiced how to perform oral sex on women, practicing his dexterity by licking water with the tip of his tongue every day. He was mentally prepared for this, but how could this be? It seemed like everything was reversed. Looking at Wanqin's face, so alluring, he couldn't help but softly call out, "Sister Qin!"
This was exactly the effect Wanqin wanted. She was very satisfied with the effect Yan Xu showed under her gentle licking. Feeling the size of the object in her hands, a smile appeared on her face. She thrust her chest upwards so that Yan Xu could more easily play with it. Waves of tingling sensations kept emanating from her breasts. She watched as the glans in front of her secreted fluid, like a chocolate bar covered in honey. Wanqin slightly opened her lips and took the entire large glans into her mouth.
"Tsk...tsk..." Wanqin's mouth completely enveloped Yan Xu's glans. Her slender hands had moved away from Yan Xu's penis, making it easier for her to swallow it. Her hands were constantly rubbing Yan Xu's testicles. A slight itch, years of different sexual experiences had made her very clear about every part of a man's body that could arouse excitement.
The walls of her mouth tightly enveloped the penis, and her head moved slightly back and forth, causing the penis to go in and out of her mouth. Her tongue moved nimbly inside, wrapping around Yan Xu's glans and gently patting it. Under her tight licking, the penis secreted more and more saliva, which mixed with the saliva flowing from Wanqin's mouth, staining the entire penis. Much of it was constantly sucked and swallowed by Wanqin.
"Ah...ah..." Yan Xu's groans grew louder and louder, and his kneading of Wan Qin's breasts became faster and faster. He had never imagined that a woman would give him oral sex. It was a strong feeling of conquest. Although he was selling himself, he now felt more like a master. He lowered his head slightly, and through the dim light of the bedside lamp, he could clearly see his penis, reddened by the light, going in and out of Wan Qin's mouth.
The technique of this mature woman kneeling in front of him transmitted that intense pleasure through his lower body to his brain, constantly assaulting his last bit of resistance. Yan Xu involuntarily began to slowly thrust his waist upwards. His hands moved from Wan Qin's breasts to her head, his ten fingers digging into her curly hair. It was an instinct, a sexual instinct that didn't need to be taught. He gently moved Wan Qin's pretty head to make it easier for him to penetrate. He felt his scrotum contract, and that trembling was about to sweep through his body. A hot energy was gathering and about to erupt.
Wanqin began to speed up. She knew that a virgin's first time would come very quickly. She felt the scrotum in her hand begin to contract violently, and the penis began to throb. After sucking hard and fast a few times, with a low growl from Yan Xu, she stopped what she was doing and tightly wrapped her lips around Yan Xu's penis. The penis throbbed violently in her mouth, and streams of hot liquid rushed into her mouth with great force until they gradually decreased and stopped.
With Yan Xu's ejaculated semen still in her mouth, Wanqin slowly removed it from his penis. She gently swirled the semen in her mouth with her tongue a few times before swallowing it all. This wasn't the first time she'd swallowed semen, but never in such a large quantity, and it was also the first time she'd swallowed the semen of a virgin. The taste wasn't particularly different from what she'd swallowed before—it all had that indescribable fishy smell—but the feeling of satisfaction and possession she felt was something she'd never experienced before.
The room was filled with an atmosphere of lewdness. Wanqin raised her head, deliberately letting Yan Xu see his semen rolling in her mouth and being swallowed.
She knew this was a psychological satisfaction for men. She even let a small amount of semen dribble from the corner of her mouth, then licked it back into her mouth with her tongue. Then she carefully lowered her head and gently licked Yan Xu's slightly softened penis as if handling a work of art, washing it again and again, swallowing all the residue. Yan Xu was indeed young, and in just a short while, his penis swelled up again under Wanqin's licking.
Wanqin smiled, her eyes filled with allure. She slightly raised her head, leaning forward and bringing her delicate lips close to Yan Xu's ear, listening to his heavy breathing after release. She gently kissed his cheek and said, "Do you want your sister?
Then you must satisfy your sister first!"
Chapter Two: Making Love, Wholeheartedly Immersed
Yan Xu trembled slightly as he placed his hands on Wanqin's high, tender, white breasts. Although he had been caressing them for a while, this was the first time he had seen them so closely, and the first time he had been so close to such full, naked breasts besides his mother. His fingers touched and caressed her breasts, constantly rubbing around the areolas.
Wanqin's breasts were exceptionally tender and white, perhaps due to long-term care, appearing like jade carvings. Although Wanqin was already in her forties, her breasts did not sag at all, but remained firm and taut. Perhaps it was because she had applied lotion after bathing, but they carried a faint milky fragrance.
"Do you like it?" Wanqin lay on the bed, watching Yan Xu kneeling beside her, so carefully stroking her breasts, the tingling sensation spreading from her areolas throughout her body.
"Mmm!" Yan Xu nodded slightly, his lower body still gently held by Wanqin, his penis hardening again in her hand.
"You can kiss it!" Wanqin gently touched the head of Yan Xu's penis, guiding him.
With Wanqin's approval, Yan Xu looked at her, breathing heavily, and said in a voice barely audible, "Sister Qin, I'm coming!"
Yan Xu didn't rush to put the nipple in his mouth. If it were a typical novice, he would have eagerly taken the nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, but Yan Xu had read a lot of information, and he knew how to act like a mature man.
Yan Xu pressed his entire body against Wan Qin's, his lips gently kissing her breasts. Wan Qin's areolas were a dark red, and Yan Xu's kisses made her breasts smell even more alluring. His tongue lightly licked the areolas, taking the erect nipples into his mouth, constantly sweeping, tapping, patting, and sucking, all done nimbly with his tongue.
One of Yan Xu's hands rested on Wan Qin's right breast, making the tender white breast change shape in his hand, something he couldn't cover with one hand. His other hand slowly moved from Wan Qin's waist to her thigh, then slowly slipped under her buttocks, forcefully kneading the tender flesh. His grip was extremely strong; Yan Xu knew that women of this age needed passion.
Wanqin fully enjoyed Yan Xu's caresses and teasing. Although the boy's technique was quite mature, his movements were rather immature. These movements could only slightly arouse her desire, but couldn't fully excite her. This vague feeling was very tempting, making her anticipate his next move. She was simply enjoying herself, looking forward to the passion that would follow.
"Oh... ah..." Yan Xu's heavy grip on her buttocks made her gasp and groan. The little bit of emotional impulse that had been building up earlier was released by Yan Xu's touch, causing Wanqin's waist to suddenly contract and relax. A stream of nectar overflowed from her lips, staining her black panties and making them even wetter.
Wanqin never expected Yan Xu to suddenly do this. It was clearly a move only a seasoned lover would make. She became increasingly expectant of what surprises and pleasures this boy would give her.
Hearing Wanqin's moan, Yan Xu felt as if it were an encouragement. He stopped sucking on her alluring breasts and instead kissed downwards with his tongue, as if trying to lick every inch of her skin.
Yan Xu's hands pressed tightly against Wanqin's thighs, and his lips slowly slid over her lower abdomen, leaving a trail of moisture. Finally, Wanqin's black, transparent panties were fully exposed to Yan Xu's eyes.
Yan Xu trembled even more violently. Although it was through her panties, this was the first time he had been so close to a woman's private parts. Through the transparent panties, her mysterious paradise was faintly visible through the silk threads. Thick, neatly trimmed black pubic hair blended seamlessly with the silk panties, and her full, plump lips pressed tightly against them, creating a shallow groove in the middle of the panties.
Yan Xu's face slowly approached the mark. The area around the mark was visibly damp, tightly enveloping the full mound. The closer he got, the stronger the faint, pungent smell became. This scent was a catalyst for lust; it didn't make him nauseous, but rather intensely stimulated Yan Xu's desire. It was a special scent associated with courtship between the sexes. The surrounding air was filled with this erotic aroma, making Yan Xu yearn to be close to her, to be very close to her. Yan Xu secretly swallowed, his lips trembling slightly as he lowered his head.
"Ah…!" Wanqin trembled slightly. She watched as Yan Xu lowered his head, and then her still-secreting honey pot was tightly enveloped by a pair of burning lips. Although there was still a piece of silk cloth between them, Yan Xu's rapid, hot breath kept spraying onto Wanqin's lower body. She could feel a wet, agile tongue covering her honey pot, gliding lightly over it, gently probing the two plump lips, and even pushing against the crevice between the two petals through her panties. The lips kept sucking and kissing it.
Wanqin couldn't help but let out soft moans. Her hands tightly gripped Yan Xu's shoulders, and her waist slightly lifted, so that her honey pot could fully meet Yan Xu's agile tongue. She felt all the sensations in her body concentrated there, and almost all the fluids in her body rushed to that honey pot.
However, Yan Xu didn't continue kissing the petals. Instead, he gently kissed the inner thigh of Wanqin, his tongue lightly licking between her inner thigh and the edge of her panties. The skin there was incredibly smooth, delicate, and sensitive, sending tingling sensations through Wanqin's vagina.
Wanqin hadn't expected Yan Xu to use this tactic of playing hard to get. She had already given him oral sex, so he wasn't in a hurry. On the contrary, after Yan Xu's constant teasing, she was already aroused. The emptiness she felt made her vagina desperately want to receive his erection. Every lick Yan Xu gave her inner thigh stimulated her vagina, causing a tingling sensation.
"Little brother, stop licking, hurry up..." Wanqin could no longer bear Yan Xu's tongue sweeping around. Her hands had moved from Yan Xu's shoulders to the edge of her underwear, and her legs were raised high in front of Yan Xu, trying to pull down her panties.
Her vulva was finally fully exposed to Yan Xu's eyes. It seemed to be able to talk, opening and closing, and her labia were particularly large, covered with the love juice secreted from her honey hole, reflecting a crystal-clear light under the bedside lamp.
Yan Xu thought that a woman of this age would have turned her labia dark purple from too much sex, but Wanqin's were not what he imagined. Her labia were only slightly dark red, full and juicy, making one want to taste them. And above her labia, a clitoris peeked out from the short foreskin, exceptionally proud and erect.
What's even more interesting is the area above the vulva. The thick pubic hair is trimmed to only half an inch long, forming a neat trapezoid, like a flat lawn, with a few dewdrops clinging to it, making everything seem so vibrant.
Yan Xu's lips finally landed on those two plump petals, this time truly, without any barrier. His tongue swept over them, sucking every drop of juice. He completely took the two labia into his mouth, gently sweeping them with his tongue. Yan Xu opened his mouth wide, covering them with his tongue, skillfully separating the labia and inserting it into the slightly moist and fishy-smelling vulva.
The juices that had been accumulating there for so long, without any obstruction, flowed out completely, falling into Yan Xu's mouth. That almost transparent liquid, with a faint musky smell, was swallowed whole by Yan Xu.
Wanqin felt that tongue swirling around the entrance of her vagina, even probing deeper inside, gently moving in and out. Her vaginal walls contracted repeatedly under this stimulation. She had never imagined Yan Xu's tongue could be so agile. Although Yan Xu's penis wasn't considered large by her, the agility of that tongue was something she had never experienced with any of the men she had been with. She could feel that tongue sweeping rapidly across her clitoris, her entire clitoris floating in Yan Xu's mouth.
This speed and passion were something she had never felt before, even surpassing the experience of those highly skilled foreign men. Her body trembled slightly, her entire being in a state of extreme excitement. She had never imagined that such a nimble tongue could bring her such pleasure, no less than the pleasure of penile penetration.
"Ah..." Wanqin trembled slightly and gasped. Completely relaxed and unprepared, she was startled when Yan Xu lightly bit her labia. She immediately became alert, but then felt Yan Xu's hands gently part her labia, his tongue probing inside her vagina, rotating and patting.
"Good...good little brother..." Wanqin's slender hand lightly brushed against Yan Xu's face, her breath heavy. "Turn your body around...ah...sister...let sister taste your big cock!"
"Ah..." This time, the moan came from Yan Xu. He jerked his head back, instantly stopping his actions.
Without Yan Xu's lips covering her lower body, a cool breeze penetrated her slightly parted labia, stimulating the edge of her vaginal opening, causing Wanqin's entire body to tremble slightly.
This seemingly unintentional act was actually a deliberate prank by Wanqin, perhaps revenge for Yan Xu's earlier light bite on her labia. Her tongue licked Yan Xu's glans and penis a few times, slowly moving upwards, gently licking and biting his testicles, then continuing upwards along his scrotum. Suddenly, her tongue lightly touched Yan Xu's anus.
This was the first time Wanqin had licked a man's anus; it was merely a momentary curiosity and act of revenge, but she hadn't expected it to give Yan Xu such intense pleasure.
She didn't give up. She knew this boy was entirely hers tonight. Her tongue returned to his testicles, sliding between them, and she even extended a finger, gently pressing it against Yan Xu's anus, the fingertip slightly penetrating and rotating inside. Simultaneously, she took Yan Xu's penis into her warm, moist mouth, sucking and swirling it.
Yan Xu was so startled by Wan Qin's sudden movement that he couldn't utter a sound. He felt Wan Qin's fingers gently rotating inside his anus, the pleasure was incredibly intense, no less than the instantaneous pleasure of ejaculation. All of this caused his penis to become completely hard again, reaching its maximum size in Wan Qin's mouth.
"Little brother...don't stop...keep going..." Wan Qin's tongue kept licking Yan Xu's penis. Seeing that Yan Xu only groaned slightly and didn't make any other movements, she couldn't help but urge him.
Yan Xu was pulled back from his reverie by Wan Qin's words. His tongue returned to Wan Qin's clitoris, and this time his licking was even more intense than before. You know, such a fast pace can easily bring a woman to orgasm, but Yan Xu didn't lick like before. One of his hands kept stroking and scratching Wan Qin's neatly trimmed pubic hair, while the other hand slowly probed between Wan Qin's labia, penetrating deep into her vagina, which was wet with love juice and constantly tightening.
His tongue stopped licking the clitoris, and instead, two fingers began to gently and quickly thrust in and out of the vaginal opening. Yan Xu knew that the few centimeters from the vaginal opening were the most sensitive part of the entire vagina, containing nearly two-thirds of its nerve endings.
Yan Xu slowly lifted Wanqin's buttocks, revealing her beautiful anus in full view. Although the anus was slightly dark, its tightness indicated that it was untouched. Yan Xu gently brought his nose close and inhaled deeply near the top of the anus. There was no foul odor as he had imagined; instead, it carried a delicate rose fragrance, the scent of a high-end perfume, with a faint hint of the special scent of shower gel mixed in.
Yan Xu hadn't expected Wanqin to be so protective of her body, even applying perfume to such a private area. This subtle, mixed fragrance emboldened Yan Xu. He slowly withdrew his hand from her pubic hair, his fingers gently rubbing the folds around her anus, watching it throb and contract. This prompted Yan Xu to lightly tease it with his tongue.
While Yan Xu focused intently on stimulating Wanqin's anus, the movements of his fingers inside her vagina didn't stop; instead, they became increasingly rapid.
Wanqin's body fully experienced all of Yan Xu's movements. She even stopped moving herself, simply holding Yan Xu's hard penis tightly in her mouth.
Her pleasure intensified, especially after Yan Xu gently massaged her anus. She felt all the blood rush to her lower body, her entire body suddenly stiffening, her legs straightening as if about to cramp. For a moment, she even lost consciousness, her mind blank as if anemic. She let out a violent scream, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, a surge of heat gushing from her lower body.
"Yes, right here! You can go in now!" Yan Xu lay on top of Wan Qin, her legs spread wide. One of her hands rested on Yan Xu's back, while the other guided his penis into her body.
Yan Xu was still a virgin. Although he had done a thorough foreplay, when it came to the actual penetration, his penis only rubbed back and forth at the entrance of Wan Qin's vagina, unable to fully penetrate her. He could only rely on Wan Qin's hand to slowly guide it in.
"Ah..." Yan Xu's breath almost stopped. His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to leap into his throat. He felt his glans, guided by her slender hand, slowly slide between her tender labia. A warmth enveloped his glans, which had been exposed to the air for so long. As Yan Xu's waist slowly thrust in, it was a warm, moist sensation that Yan Xu couldn't describe in words, a feeling of being tightly gripped.
"Ah...ah...um..." Yan Xu's penis was fully inside Wan Qin's vagina. The feeling of being tightly enveloped made him involuntarily begin to slowly thrust in and out, and Wan Qin beneath him began to moan softly.
Wan Qin wrapped her arms around Yan Xu's neck, her legs slightly raised and resting on his body. She could clearly feel that fullness slowly filling her empty body. Although Yan Xu's penis wasn't large, the fullness was extremely obvious. Wan Qin enjoyed every fullness that Yan Xu gave her.
With each thrust, Yan Xu thoroughly rubbed his entire penis against her, pushing it to its maximum limit. His testicles pressed tightly against Wan Qin's high, plump buttocks, her squeezed vagina gripping his glans, making him want to ejaculate, but he forced himself to hold back.
Yan Xu lay on top of Wan Qin, their faces pressed close together. Wan Qin sucked his tongue into her mouth, her lips brushing against it, their tongues meeting in perfect harmony, and she continuously fed him saliva. Yan Xu's penis thrust in and out of Wan Qin's vagina
, sometimes slipping out due to the force of the thrusts. It would rub against the vaginal opening before immediately thrusting back in. Each time, Wan Qin would arch her back in disappointment, actively welcoming his penetration.
Yan Xu's speed increased with his growing pleasure. He had never imagined this sensation could be so exquisite. It was a feeling unlike anything his own hands or Wanqin's oral sex could give him. The warmth and tightness were unlike anything else he could experience.
Wanqin's legs were tightly wrapped around Yan Xu's waist, her moans incessant. Her mind was blank; she was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure emanating from her lower body. She felt Yan Xu's hands gripping and kneading her vulva, his thrusts becoming increasingly rapid. His legs slapped violently against her buttocks, the sounds echoing loudly in the room.
She never expected Yan Xu's second thrust to be so vigorous, so intense. Any other man would have already collapsed limply on top of her, but Yan Xu, driven solely by his momentum, had lasted this long.
Wanqin felt a lightheaded sensation throughout her body. She was so dazed she couldn't recall how many intense, tingling thrusts she had experienced in her lower body. She simply held Yan Xu tightly in her arms, the man who belonged to her today. His sheer intensity constantly reminded Wanqin that this was Yan Xu's first time.
But this intensity was unlike anything Wanqin had experienced in all her years of sexual encounters. She felt an overwhelming urge to possess this man, a domineering urge unique to women, which swirled in her mind amidst the intense thrusts.
Yan Xu lifted Wanqin's body, positioning them face-to-face, so that she sat on his lap. Wanqin writhed and moved, actively using her vagina to tease Yan Xu's erect penis. Yan Xu, of course, didn't back down. A series of fierce thrusts sent Wanqin's hair flying through the air, beads of sweat trickling down her face. Her heavy, irregular breathing was interspersed with even more intense moans.
Yan Xu's penis slowly withdrew each time, pausing at the entrance of Wanqin's vagina, then quickly rotated several times, emphasizing the sensitive clitoris. After scraping the tender flesh walls several times, the entire glans plunged deep into Wanqin's vagina, the hard penis fully inserted, the force deep and fierce.
Chapter Three: Marriage, a Heartbreaking Past
"Ah... um..." The room was filled with Wanqin's moans and Yan Xu's muffled groans. The two of them embraced tightly, their bodies rising and falling like a blazing flame. Both of them were covered in sweat, and the air was filled with an extremely strong, lewd smell. The sheets beneath them were stained with moisture.
The two had completely lost track of time; their minds were consumed by the pleasurable pleasure of sex. Neither of them could remember how many times they had trembled with excitement, but this didn't stop them. One was a young man, addicted to sex after his first experience, the other a middle-aged woman yearning to fill the emptiness of desire.
Yan Xu, panting heavily, had already ejaculated inside Wan Qin several times. Wan Qin didn't like men ejaculating inside her. Since her divorce, even if the man used a condom, she would let him withdraw his penis at the last moment. She didn't deny that her behavior was pathological; she wouldn't let a man she wasn't sure about ejaculate inside her.
But now, she was letting Yan Xu ejaculate inside her repeatedly. She didn't know why she hadn't stopped him at the last moment; it was just a feeling. Perhaps her return to China was for a new beginning.
Yan Xu watched his penis thrust in and out of Wan Qin's body. Their point of connection was incredibly wet, the constant secretions soaking their pubic hair. He could clearly see his penis moving in and out of Wan Qin's vagina with each stroke, her thick labia constantly being pulled and ripped open. With his vigorous thrusts, he could even see a bit of the tender flesh inside her vagina being pulled out.
Wan Qin twisted her waist, her lips repeatedly landing on Yan Xu's face. They would occasionally kiss passionately, their tongues even entwining in the air. Wan Qin's legs were tightly wrapped around Yan Xu's waist, each twist causing her vagina to contract, the tender flesh inside scraping against his penis, giving Yan Xu immense pleasure with each thrust.
In their ecstasy, both quickened their pace, sweat mingling with their own fluids, the squelching sounds of penetration drowning out all other noises in the room. Wanqin's moans transformed into long, drawn-out cries of varying pitch.
"Sister Qin... Sister Qin..." Yan Xu whispered repeatedly in Wanqin's ear, his voice urgent, a sign of his renewed pleasure. His hands gripped Wanqin's naked body tightly, caressing her slightly loose yet still smooth skin, as if trying to merge her entirely into his own. Each thrust aimed for the ultimate peak.
"Ah... Brother... Brother... Brother... Come on, shoot... shoot inside... fill your sister's cunt!" Wanqin heard Yan Xu's calls in her ear, and the intensity of his movements told her what was about to happen. She contracted her lower body sharply, gripping Yan Xu's penis tightly, violently rotating her hips and moaning loudly.
As Yan Xu ejaculated, Wanqin also began to feel lightheaded. The hot semen gushed deep into Wanqin's vagina, and the sudden stimulation caused Wanqin, who had already reached her climax, to tremble violently. Her head tilted back, and her hands gripped Yan Xu's arms tightly, as if trying to pierce his flesh. Her vagina contracted tightly, enveloping Yan Xu's penis and sucking on the glans. A stream of warm, lustful fluid gushed out, mixing with the semen that filled her vagina, tightly surrounding the penis that had just ejaculated, leaving no gaps, and filling Wanqin's vagina to the brim.
The sheets were soaked with a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid. Wanqin, still climaxing, clung tightly to Yan Xu's body, a satisfied smile on her lips. Beads of sweat glistened on her smooth skin, and her rapid breathing seemed to carry a faint fragrance.
Yan Xu's still-warm penis was inside Wanqin. Her mature and alluring body was completely conquered by him. Her eyes were slightly closed, savoring the afterglow of her climax. She and Yan Xu held each other tightly, their bodies pressed together. His once-hard penis was slowly softening and shrinking inside her.
Yan Xu held Wanqin tightly in his arms. Wanqin's eyes were still slightly closed. Yan Xu gazed at her intently. This was his first woman, and men always have a deep fascination with their first woman. This was the first time Yan Xu had looked at Wanqin so closely.
After their lovemaking, Wanqin's radiant face concealed her true age, making her appear like a woman in her thirties. A faint smile played on her lips, a smile radiating a captivating satisfaction, a mature woman's voluptuous beauty that was especially alluring after their passion.
This mysterious allure was unlike anything Yan Xu had ever experienced with a woman. He was deeply drawn to her, even harboring a desire to possess her for life. Yet, he knew their relationship was merely a transaction, and he was simply Wanqin's plaything for now.
"What are you thinking about?"
Wanqin slowly opened her eyes. She saw Yan Xu holding her, staring blankly at her face. A blush crept onto her cheeks. She hadn't felt this way in a long time; it was a feeling of shyness, a feeling she only experienced during courtship. Since her divorce, she hadn't felt this way in ages.
She felt a lingering soreness all over her body after sex, a strange and wonderful sensation, like lying in the arms of the husband she once thought loved her most. It was a feeling of happiness and security, incomparable to those one-night stands with foreigners whose names she didn't even remember. Looking at Yan Xu's expression, she couldn't help but lean closer to him and asked curiously,
"Sister Qin!" Yan Xu lowered his head slightly.
"Do you like Sister Qin?"
Although Yan Xu had grown from a boy into a man, he hadn't truly matured. His thoughts were still clearly reflected on his face. Wanqin found herself particularly fond of Yan Xu's current expression. She knew that the man holding her was deeply infatuated with her. His kiss just now had completely expressed his feelings; it wasn't just infatuation with her, but also a deep attachment.
Guessing what Yan Xu was thinking, Wanqin felt a sweet warmth in her heart, as if happiness had suddenly surged within her. She couldn't help but wriggle a few times in Yan Xu's arms, giving him a light kiss on the cheek, and asked.
That kind of kiss is the kind a young girl in the throes of first love would utter.
"I like you!" Yan Xu looked at Wan Qin, his voice low but undeniably certain. They were so close they could feel each other's heavy breathing. His hand unconsciously caressed Wan Qin's still-firm, shapely buttocks, enjoying the soft pleasure of his palm against her skin.
"Sister Qin likes you too!" Hearing the word "like" from Yan Xu, Wan Qin's heart, which had been pounding in her throat, returned to her chest. This answer filled her with joy, and a tenderness appeared in her eyes. She hadn't looked at a man like that in a long time. Her hand reached out to Yan Xu's face, her fingers gently stroking it.
Yan Xu wasn't particularly handsome, but his face was very spirited. Although he had single eyelids, his eyes weren't small. Overall, his appearance and demeanor were above average. His first impression was that he was intelligent and somewhat frivolous, but if you talked to him for a while, you would find that he was actually the introverted and shy type, not easily making friends, yet exceptionally protective of women.
However, these qualities were not something women without tumultuous romantic experiences could discern or sense, making him a powerful temptation for mature women.
"You still haven't answered what Sister Qin was thinking about?" Wanqin rested her head on Yan Xu's arm, finding several very comfortable positions, while Yan Xu's hand rested on her breast.
"Can we meet again?" Yan Xu looked at Wanqin, his fingers gently flicking her nipple, finally uttering the words he had hesitated for so long.
"Of course!" Wanqin smiled at Yan Xu. Although she knew it was impossible for her and the boy in front of her, she also knew that he had already left a mark on her heart. She had begun to like this young man with whom she had shared a passionate night. Yan Xu's hesitant words clearly showed his love and attachment to her. She was also surprised that she cared so much about Yan Xu; her mind was filled with his image.
"I'll give you my business card later. You can contact me anytime you want!" Wanqin moaned softly as Yan Xu gently caressed her breasts. Her body writhed in Yan Xu's arms, and his penis inside her hardened once more, filling her wet and lustful vagina. "You're the first man to have my contact information! And I'll contact you often!" Wanqin's meaning was clear.
"Sister Qin, my dear sister!" Yan Xu hugged her tightly, whispering in her ear, his lips gently kissing Wanqin's breasts.
"Sister Qin, did you come back from Canada?" Yan Xu played with Wan Qin's breasts, letting them change shape in his hands.
"Yes, I've been abroad for eight years, this is my first time back!" Wan Qin said, looking at Yan Xu. The two of them continued to kiss lightly as they talked. She knew that the big boy holding her was very curious about everything about her.
"Ah, you haven't been back for eight years, Sister Qin, don't you miss your family?" Yan Xu looked at Wan Qin. Being alone abroad for eight years was unbelievable to Yan Xu. He deeply understood the loneliness of being alone, not just in terms of material things, but more of a mental torment. Yan Xu undoubtedly felt that he was lucky to have come back. He hugged Wan Qin tighter, hoping to alleviate her loneliness.
"Family?" Wanqin murmured in a very low voice. Her arms, which were holding Yan Xu, stiffened slightly, and the color drained from her rosy face. She sighed heavily, a bitter expression on her face. She thought she had completely forgotten about this trip back to China, but Yan Xu's casual mention of it brought back the bitterness in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Sister Qin, what's wrong!" Yan Xu saw the tears in Wanqin's eyes and panicked. He could only shake her body and hold her tightly. He was not good at comforting people, especially women. He could only hold her tightly with his body, giving her a warm embrace, a place to lean on.
Wanqin didn't speak, but tears silently streamed down her face. She hugged Yan Xu tightly, burying her head in his chest. She wasn't someone who could forget easily, especially not someone who had once been her lover, someone who had sworn to cherish her for a lifetime. After so many years abroad, whenever she thought of him, she would always find a man to relieve the bitterness in her heart. At this time, only intense sex could make her temporarily forget everything. She was releasing, but wasn't it also a form of self-torture?
Wanqin's hands were icy cold, as if a nightmare was clinging to her. What a huge lie it was, a lie hidden for so many years, what a deception, a deception that would forever prevent their reconciliation.
Wanqin could never forget that scene: her husband, who had supposedly left on business, was found at an amusement park holding a six-year-old girl, with a woman who wasn't particularly beautiful nestled beside him. It was supposed to be a harmonious scene, a warm family in the eyes of many, but to Wanqin, that warmth felt like a demon tearing her apart. The happy smiles on their faces were like arrows piercing her skin.
She couldn't have children; he knew this before they married, another source of pain in her heart. She was originally his friend's girlfriend. In university, sex was commonplace; back then, she was a healthy woman. That was her first experience of happiness, her first love.
Until her first man slipped a few hundred yuan into her hand and pushed her into a dilapidated and filthy little house, the yellowed white curtain with bloodstains inside was something she would never forget. It was there, with tears in her eyes, that the curtain became a symbol of an incomplete woman, and there she lost her first child.
But this time, she experienced the second happiness in her life. That man never came looking for her again, and even avoided her. It was he who took care of her during this time, and those days were the warmest and sweetest in her memory.
She got married the year she graduated. He didn't mind that she could no longer have children. They both entered different large companies, got promoted, received raises, acquired villas, cars, and savings—things others might never achieve in a lifetime—they possessed within a few years.
He was promoted to manager, which increased his social engagements and frequent business trips, but she never suspected anything. He could hold her every night at home and tell her he loved her; that was enough for her. She even felt like the happiest woman in the world. Until that day, when she accompanied several clients to an amusement park to plan one of their projects. That was almost the darkest day of her life, the moment an eight-year-long deception was exposed. On what should have been their tenth wedding anniversary, they both signed the divorce papers.
"Sister Qin!" Yan Xu's soft call pulled Wan Qin back from her painful memories. Yan Xu could vaguely see the sorrow in Wan Qin's eyes, so similar to her red, swollen eyes from crying. This stirred a deep tenderness in Yan Xu's heart. He hugged her tightly, his hands gently stroking her skin.
"Mmm!" Wanqin suddenly looked up and kissed Yanxu's lips fiercely. Her movements were particularly violent, her tongue plunging deep into Yanxu's mouth, churning and swirling as if trying to suck him in. Wanqin's heart was full of worries, suppressed by a gloomy feeling, as if a heavy stone was pressing on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe. She was back in the city she had been with him. The heartache wasn't as excruciating as it had been eight years ago, but it was still a dull ache in her heart.
"Brother, hurry!" Wanqin suddenly became extremely frantic, which startled the inexperienced Yanxu. What Wanqin needed now was a brutal possession. Her long-cultivated psychological therapy meant that she no longer needed comfort at this moment. What she needed was a wildness, a fierceness akin to that of a wild beast. She needed to feel the power of a man. Only this kind of brutal madness could make her completely forget.
"Possess me...possess me roughly...harder!" Wanqin hugged Yanxu, twisting her body violently. Yanxu's penis was already filled with Wanqin's wet vagina as she twisted, and was being constantly manipulated by the ups and downs of her body.
Although Yanxu did not know what Wanqin was thinking, he could see the sorrow in her eyes. He had seen this kind of look too many times recently. Perhaps only intense sex could release all of this. Yanxu followed Wanqin's words and thrust violently without any pity. This was perhaps also a way for him to release the repression he had been suppressing for some time.
Yan Xu's penis thrust violently in and out of Wan Qin's vagina, the intense friction causing vaginal fluid to splatter at the point of genital contact. The two tender labia of Wan Qin's vagina were repeatedly pulled in and out by Yan Xu's penis, the intense friction making the tender flesh even more rosy. The two smooth bodies, tightly embraced, moved back and forth. Yan Xu's thrusting caused his thighs to repeatedly slam against Wan Qin's pink buttocks, revealing oval-shaped rosy folds on her snow-white buttocks. The slapping sounds were particularly loud in the hotel room…
Chapter Four: The Hospital, a Place That Brings Tears. The strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital made Yan Xu frown. He had disliked hospitals since childhood, watching his loved ones leave him here, leaving him alone. As a young man, he naturally hated this place, and now this incident only intensified his disgust; the smell even made him want to vomit.
Upon entering the inpatient ward, the smell of disinfectant instantly transformed into a pungent stench of sweat. The corridors were packed with people, mostly patients who couldn't afford the medical bills and the exorbitant hospital and nursing fees. Various patients lay scattered along the corridors, some covered in bandages, receiving only cheap glucose drips.
Dodging the crowds, the strong stench emanated from the family members of the patients who had just finished working. Most were migrant workers, many coming directly from construction sites, their clothes still thick with dust, and their faces still damp with sweat.
Yan Xu instinctively gripped his briefcase tightly. Inside was the money he'd earned from his first act of prostitution: ten thousand yuan from Sister Ping, and twenty thousand yuan that Wanqin had slipped to him that morning when they parted. Thirty thousand yuan might not seem like much to some families, but to him now, it was a huge sum.
This is the cheapest ward area in the entire inpatient department. A large ward often has a dozen or even twenty beds. Although the bed fee is only twenty or thirty yuan per day, the nursing and medication fees are several times or even dozens of times higher.
"Bed number six, your medical bills have been overdue for three days. We can't give you your medication today. If you don't pay, you'll have to move out tomorrow. Don't you see how many people are waiting for beds in the corridor?" Before even entering the ward, Yan Xu heard the nurse's harsh voice.
"Auntie, you can't stop our medication! Please, please talk to your supervisor and don't make us move out. Let my dad continue his medication. I'll find a way to pay the outstanding fees as soon as possible! My mom has already gone to raise the money!"
A girl's helpless voice followed, pleading and trembling, clearly on the verge of sobbing.
"No, you're short almost a thousand yuan, that's not a small amount. Besides, this hospital isn't ours; it's a public one, so my word doesn't count!" the nurse's voice rang out again. "And your father's illness is very difficult to treat, with little hope of a cure. Even if he does recover, he'll be paralyzed on one side. Right now, he's only being kept alive by these medications, and you can't afford the several hundred yuan a day for medicine. It's better for you to go home as soon as possible. Haven't you seen the others in your ward? They all have the same illness, and they've all stopped taking their medication and gone home!" the nurse advised the girl.
After so many years as a nurse, she had become numb to this kind of thing. Even if she had any compassion, it had been greatly diminished by time. Moreover, the cure rate for this kind of patient was not high, perhaps only one in ten thousand. Many families were dragged down by this kind of disease. Even if she had some good intentions, her words were still unbearable.
"We're not leaving, we have money!" Just as the girl was about to plead again, Yan Xu's cold words rang out at the ward door, immediately attracting the attention of the nurse and the girl.
"Brother!" The girl saw Yan Xu, let go of the nurse's sleeve, and threw herself into Yan Xu's arms, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist.
"Rui Rui! It's okay!" Yan Xu patted the girl's back a few times. The girl in his arms was named Zhao Xue Rui, his neighbor. Since his mother and father divorced fifteen years ago, he had moved with his father to the poorest district in the city when he was just five years old. It was there that he first met Xue Rui, who was just one year old.
Xue Rui's family took good care of him, especially after his father had an accident at a construction site when he was eight years old. They adopted him and have lived together for many years, from elementary school through middle school and university. The compensation his father left behind was long gone due to the expensive tuition fees. For all these years, Xue Rui's family has paid for everything he needs. Therefore, Xue Rui's parents are like his parents, and Xue Rui is like his sister.
Because they have to support him, Xue Rui's family has no savings. His father's sudden cerebral hemorrhage has further depleted their savings and left them with tens of thousands of yuan in debt.
"Brother, they want to discharge Dad from the hospital. We have no money for medicine. Mom went out yesterday..."

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