[Captain Training Plan] Part 2 of Hentai

When a woman ends, a 　　 wicked 　　 man 　　is 　　 born 　　 . 　　 —Christian 　　Johann
Heinrich 　　 Heine 　　 ****************
... What's going on? Have South Korea and North Korea started talks again? 　　 Just as Zhou You was lost in thought, Bao'er, wearing an apron and a ponytail, came out of the door and unlocked the iron 　　gate: "Come in." 　　 "Bao'er, you, you, you..." 　　 "What?" Bao'er looked down; there was nothing wrong with her clothes. 　　 "Why are you wearing an apron?" 　　 "What else do you think I would wear? A naked apron? Hurry up and come in." 　　 To be honest, if he hadn't been caught red-handed, he really wouldn't want to go to a girl's house so casually. If he were 　　photographed by "Weekly Bunshun," that would be fine, but if he were photographed by "Weekly Jitsuwa"... the consequences would be truly unbearable. 　　 But what's the old saying again? You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub, you can't catch a scoundrel without risking your wife... 　　cough, no, it's "Nothing ventured, nothing gained." Zhou You beat his chest in frustration; these were all 　　mistakes he made in his youth! 　　 After entering the house, Zhou You was no longer simply jealous and envious. It was too extravagant! Too luxurious 　　! This is too...that kind of thing! I feel like burning Lee Soo-man alive right now. If I had a house that big... 　　I'd immediately bring all my old friends from my past life over for a 40-player raid! 　　 "Zhou You, have a seat for a bit. I have two more dishes to cook, then we can eat." 　　 Eat? Bao'er, you didn't say you were going to treat me to dinner! Didn't you just say you'd come once? But Zhou You's 　　years of experience fighting enemies told him: no matter what others say, just do it. Being talkative usually 　　doesn't end well. 　　 "Okay, I'm looking forward to your cooking, Bao'er." A smile is a must; any other expression would be 　　suspicious. 　　 "Then I'll go get busy." Bao'er instructed, "Use whatever you like, don't be shy." 　　 "What if I break something..." Zhou You looked around, "This..." 　　 "Don't worry about it," Bao'er waved her hand, "We'll have the company replace it with a new one." 　　 ...The evil capitalist world, the evil SM company. 　　 ??? ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊　　 ??? Braised pork belly, steamed grouper, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried potatoes with green peppers, tofu with scallions, cold bean sprouts, spicy cabbage, and smashed 　　cucumber. 　　 Zhou You looked at the four cold and four hot dishes in front of him, then at his stomach: "Bao'er, are any other people coming?" 　　 "No? It's just the two of us today." 　　 "But the dishes... aren't there a lot?" 　　 "It's alright, isn't it? You're at the age where you're growing, you should eat more, otherwise you won't develop properly..." 　　All women are the same when they get nagging. 　　 What could Zhou You say? He sat down and started eating. 　　 It has to be said that Bao'er's cooking skills exceeded Zhou You's expectations. The braised pork belly was tender but not greasy, melting in his mouth; 　　the grouper highlighted the freshness and plumpness of the fish; the sweet and sour scrambled eggs with tomatoes, the spicy and fragrant stir-fried potatoes with green peppers, the 　　refreshing tofu with scallions, the crispness of the cold bean sprouts... 　　 The texture of the rice was also unexpected, the rice was just the right softness and firmness, and the grains were not sticky. 　　 To put it bluntly, Bao'er's cooking skills have reached the standard of a master chef. (Note 1) 　　 More than an hour later, the dishes on the table were completely devoured. 　　 "Ugh—uh," Zhou You burped; "I've never eaten such delicious food in my life, 　　I can't eat anymore." 　　 "Not here," Bao'er smiled as she cleared the table, "There's one more thing you haven't tried yet." 　　 "One more? Bao'er, please let me off the hook." How many things has Bao'er made? 　　 "Don't worry, this is the last thing." 　　 It really was the last thing, a bowl of noodles. 　　 A very ordinary bowl of clear broth noodles, with only some chopped cabbage and some bok choy besides the noodles. 　　 "What is this?" Zhou You felt embarrassed. 　　 "Noodles." 　　 "I know it's noodles, but I want to know what's so special about these noodles." 　　 Bao'er cupped her face, a smug smile on her face: "You'll know once you try it." 　　 Okay, Zhou You picked up some noodles with his chopsticks, blew on the steam, and put the noodles in his mouth. 　　 Ordinary. 　　 The taste was really ordinary. 　　 But… 　　 what is this peculiar feeling? Scenes from his past life kept flashing before Zhou You's eyes: his parents, friends, classmates 　　, girlfriend… 　　 What exactly is this inexplicable warmth and loneliness? 　　 This is a bowl of noodles, simple on the outside but incredibly complex on the inside. 　　 Zhou You silently finished the noodles, bite by bite, slowly and deliberately, 　　leaving not even a drop of soup or side dishes. 　　 …It's time to lay the cards on the table; this can't go on any longer. 　　 "What are your thoughts after today's meal?" Bao'er, having cleared the dishes, sat opposite Zhou You 　　and asked with a smile. 　　 "Very good. In China, this has already surpassed the standard for choosing a daughter-in-law." 　　 "Oh? Really?" Bao'er's eyes narrowed, like a crescent moon in the sky.

“But, Bao’er, I’ve made up my mind.” Zhou You paused. “I’ve decided to officially date Aya.”
Bao’er’s expression changed. It was no longer the joyful expression from before.
She slowly lowered her hand. “Why?”
Zhou You was silent for a moment. “You’re a good girl. You can cook, you can do housework, and you’re an international
star…”
Bao’er interrupted Zhou You. “I just want to know the reason.”
“You already know about my relationship with Aya. We’ve known each other for five or six years. I don’t want to have any
emotional debts. It’s better for everyone to settle down with a girlfriend in advance.”
“Just because you two have a physical relationship?”
“It’s not just that,” Zhou You shook his head. “You, Kitamura, Hanazawa, Mizuki, and the others
don’t have a deep relationship with me (Note 2), and you all have a future. But Aya,” Zhou You paused.
“She only has me.”
It has to be said that once you feel good about yourself, nothing else matters.
"No chance?" Bao'er's eyes were almost pleading. "I can prove it with time. I'm more suitable
to be a wife."
"Love itself is unfair. If it's fair to you, then it's unfair to Ling." Zhou You's
palms were sweaty as he finished speaking. Why pretend to be cool for no reason! If things go wrong, it won't benefit anyone. South Koreans are always
extreme. What if they cause some other trouble...?
"I understand," Bao'er leaned back in her chair. "You're still so boring. You
're not serious most of the time."
"Huh?" Zhou You was a little confused.
"Okay, okay, I can't stand you anymore." Bao'er took her phone out of her pocket. "Here, the phone is.
You can delete it yourself, right?"
"Bao'er..."
"Really, I was just kidding. Do you think I would actually send the photos to a magazine? I don't even think about it."
Bao'er waved her hand and stood up. "I'll go make some tea."
Zhou You slumped into his chair and let out a long sigh. This was really inhuman.
He hadn't been this tired when he was haggling with those old foxes from TBS and Fushi. He would never easily accept a woman's invitation again. Who knew
if it was a happy occasion or a trap?
Deleting the photos was the right thing to do. Women's hearts are unfathomable. She even thought of taking photos of a forced kiss. It
made him look bad and spend half the night at the police station. If the Queen hadn't redeemed him, he would most likely be
on the front page of a gossip magazine the next day...
"Zhou You, what kind of tea do you like?" Bao'er's voice came from the inner room.
"Anything's fine," anyway, the purpose of coming here has been achieved. After finishing the tea, I'll go back. I still need to think about how
to deal with that old fox, Akimoto Yasushi, and those old guys from TBS and FTV. I need to get a few more scripts to solidify
my position. Next, I'll consider whether there are any opportunities to break into NHK and NTV. That way,
my position in the entertainment industry will become more and more stable. If I discover a few newcomers like Yui Aragaki, then the money
will roll in... (Note 3)
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Half a year ago.
"Mr. Shangguan, I've come to say goodbye," Bao'er said slowly, standing behind a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man busy at the stove didn't turn around: "Are you going back?"
"Yes, I've caused you a lot of trouble these past few days."
"It's alright. These days, there aren't many young people willing to settle down and learn to cook. It's not a
matter of trouble."
"Mr. Shangguan, actually… I have another question."
The middle-aged man didn't stop what he was doing: "About that Zhou You?"
"Yes," Bao'er paused, then said, "What if he doesn't accept my love?"
"Bao'er," another middle-aged man entered from the doorway: "Have you read Sun Tzu's Art of War?" "
I've dabbled in it."
"Two lines from the 'Military Maneuvering' chapter are very useful to you: 'Invade like fire, move like thunder.'"
"Mr. Du…"
"Fourth brother," the middle-aged man by the stove spoke up: "Don't corrupt the child."
"Third brother, you're always so stubborn. I think my method is more effective than yours."
"I know, you've always been like this, but love is like cooking." The middle-aged man stopped what he was doing
and turned around: "Bao'er."
"Yes."
"Do you like him?"
"Yes."
"How much?"
"..." Bao'er didn't know how to answer. She longed for an answer, but she had none.
"Then let's change the question: Does he hate you?"
"No." "
In that case," the middle-aged man said, word by word, "if he doesn't understand your love, then let
him understand your reasoning." (Note 4)
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"I have some Baihao Yinzhen tea here. Is white tea okay?"
"White tea is fine." Zhou You said it was no problem, but in reality, he knew nothing about tea. He only knew about
black tea, green tea, and oolong tea, and a few tea names like Longjing and Maojian, all thanks to games and novels
.
Bao'er brought a glass tea set, with water boiling in a teapot next to her. The water was
poured from a sealed glass bottle, and he didn't know what kind of water it was.
Watching Bao'er brew tea, Zhou You suddenly found it quite pleasing to the eye. After all, this is much more aesthetically pleasing than
the elaborate washing and rinsing of Japanese tea ceremonies, and what's brewed is actually for human consumption.
Warming the cup, rinsing, transferring the tea leaves, and brewing—the entire process is quite a feast for the eyes. "Here, it's ready." Bao'er handed over the teacup with both hands, and Zhou You quickly took it, 　　accidentally brushing against Bao'er's hand
in the process . 　　 "Bao'er's hands are quite smooth." He'd just rejected her, yet he still had time to daydream.

Thinking about it, it truly reflects the old saying: "Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable. "
Zhou You pretended to slowly sip his tea, actually tasting its fragrance. However, this kind of pretense is fine occasionally
, but doing it too often can easily backfire.
"Bao'er, are there any activities after the Red and White?" Zhou You asked, putting his teacup aside. Since the problem was
solved, there was nothing to fear.
"We're releasing a Japanese anthology this year, so we'll be staying in Japan for a while. Do you have any plans?" "
The studio staff are planning a trip. Why don't you come along? After all, you're a veteran of the studio."
"Oh," Bao'er casually toyed with her teacup. "Have you decided where to go?"
"They said they're planning to go to Shizuoka for hot springs..." Zhou You suddenly felt dizzy, and the scenery before his eyes began to
blur rapidly. He tried to clear his head, but he felt increasingly lightheaded and unsteady.
"What...what's in the tea?"
"Nothing much, just some sleeping pills, a regular cannabinoid receptor antagonist 　　,
and vardenafil in your tea. It'll be fine once you wake up, don't worry..." (Note 5) 　　This 　　 was 　　 the 　　last
voice Zhou You heard 　　 . 　　???
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... Although he couldn't see clearly what it was, 　　judging from the feeling on his wrist and the sound of the impact, it was probably a mixture of metal and leather. 　　 "Bao'er, is that you?" Zhou You wasn't quite sure who was sitting in the corner. The room was dark 　　, and it was pitch black outside, so it seemed he had been unconscious for a while. 　　 "You've been asleep for over four hours. Looks like the dosage was a bit too high." The figure in the corner stood up, 　　walked to the bedside, and turned on the bedside lamp. The soft light brought a little peace to the otherwise dark bedroom, but the red bathrobe 　　made Bao'er look somewhat eerie under the light. 　　 "Dosage... what dosage?" 　　 "It was indeed an overdose. Even temporary amnesia has occurred." 　　 "You mean... sleeping pills?" 　　 "So it was just because the effect was too strong. Next time, just change the brand." Bao'er sat on the edge of the bed, smiling 　　as she looked at Zhou You, who was covered by the blanket, making Zhou You feel uneasy. 　　 "Bao'er, where is this?" Changing the subject is usually a good idea—in the conventional sense. 　　 "The bedroom." Bao'er casually played with her slightly burgundy hair. 　　 Zhou You felt his brain cells weren't working properly. He knew he was in the bedroom: "I mean 　　, where are my clothes?" 　　 "In the washing machine, probably drying now, right?" 　　 "Then... these on my hands and feet." Zhou You gestured slightly: "These look like restraint equipment, right?" 　　 "Yes. I ordered them online. Good quality, right?" 　　 "They are good," Zhou You said with a forced smile, "but Bao'er, could you please untie them for me first?" 　　 "I refuse." 　　 "Refuse? Why?" 　　 "Because you'll run away." 　　 "..." Zhou You suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He remembered many scenes of 20+ content, like slaughterhouses, slaughterhouses 　　, slaughterhouses...etc. 　　 "Hey, A-You," Bao'er suddenly spoke, startling Zhou You. Although waiting to die was painful, 　　the verdict wasn't much better. 　　 "Hey Bao'er, could you please stop calling me A-You? It sounds a bit disgusting." Bao'er thought for a moment and said, 　　"Then how about I call you Youyou?" 　　 "...Just call me Ayou." 　　 "Ayou," Bao'er's hand roamed over Zhou You's body through the blanket, "What can I say about you? To use 　　that old Chinese saying: 'If you don't listen to a toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit.'" Zhou You pretended to be calm: "This doesn't seem to have 　　anything to do with me, does it?" "It has a lot to do with me. I invited you here today hoping you would give me a chance, a 　　chance to compete fairly with Hirano-kun. But you refused. I kept trying to prove myself, but I 　　didn't even have the right to step onto the stage. So," Bao'er stood up and untied the belt of her bathrobe, "What you give me is 　　mine; if you don't give it to me, I can only take it. (Note 6)" What Zhou You's pupils reflected was not the girl's naked, 　　tender body, but a black, tight-fitting leather outfit. 　　 A red bathrobe lay on the white carpet. Under the dim yellow light, the black leather jacket, fair skin, and 　　wine-red hair created an eerie yet alluring effect. 　　 Zhou You swallowed hard; he truly felt he needed a ventilator. 　　 "Bao'er, what are you doing…?" 　　 "Does it look good?" Bao'er took a few steps back, spread her arms, and spun around. Her black arm warmers held a 　　hint of allure, and the tight black leather jacket perfectly accentuated her figure. The U-shaped neckline 　　showcased her unique feminine charm, while the zipper at the back ignited a primal urge. Combined with 　　the narrow skirt that barely covered her thighs and the knee-length black leg warmers… 　　 Zhou You felt his heart pounding: some blood rushed to his brain, threatening to 　　overwhelm his reason and morality, forcing him to succumb to his most primal instincts; but more blood surged along the arteries 　　into his corpora cavernosa, increasing the size and hardness of his penis. 　　 "It looks good…" Zhou You managed to utter the two words with difficulty. 　　 "What do you think?" A stunning beauty—that was the most fitting word to describe Zhou You's mind right now. But his 　　existing rational judgment wouldn't allow him to reply like that.

"But could you untie me first? It's very uncomfortable being tied up like this."
Zhou You tried to persuade Bao'er, but to no avail.
"That won't do. I already said you'll run away if I let you go, so no matter how you deny it, it won't work.
Besides," Bao'er pulled back the blanket covering Zhou You, ignoring his erect penis, "you've come to
this point, you can't resist anymore, so please enjoy it."
"Is your English name Life?" Zhou You finally couldn't help but retort. (Note 7)
"You've been calling me Boa all along, haven't you?" The girl climbed onto the bed, lay on her side next to Zhou You's naked body, and slowly
stroked his healthy chest.
"It's a little dull, let's play some music." Bao'er casually pressed a remote control.
"Side belt bag and carry belt throw ge kōde; pink snow light kabu o nikeru gabri
olè." The sound of the music added a bit of life to the room (Note 8).
Zhou You felt his lower body was so excited that it was about to explode. Even though he had been having sex with Aya often since that time,
even though Bao'er was dressed so provocatively, his instinctive reaction shouldn't be like that of a pervert. "Bao'er, you said before that
you put sleeping pills and marijuana in the tea... marijuana and stuff..."
Bao'er leaned close to Zhou You's ear, breathing heavily as she spoke, "It was cannabinoid receptor antagonists and vardenafil
."
"Right, what exactly are those cannabinoid receptor antagonists?"
"They're strong inhibitors that block cannabinoid receptors in brain tissue, used for forced smoking cessation. I heard that
Americans have recently discovered they also have weight-loss effects, but my psychologist said that high doses can produce
effects similar to cocaine. For example... your pleasure will be higher, stronger, and more intense." Bao'er gently nibbled at Zhou
You's earlobe as she explained.
"Ha... ha..." Zhou You gasped for breath: "And vardenafil?"
"That's an erectile dysfunction suppressant, medically speaking, it's
a substitute for sildenafil." Bao'er's hand traced down the man's abdomen, easily grasping his erect penis:
"The doctor told me not to use too much, so I used the maximum dose of 20 milligrams." "W-why?"
If that marijuana had the effects of cocaine, Zhou You was certain the substance he'd taken was already working. Although
he'd stayed away from drugs in both his lives, he'd often seen those sensations in newspapers and magazines. If he wasn't mistaken,
he was starting to hallucinate now, that indescribable bliss.
"Why? Of course, it's so you can enjoy it even more." The girl's pink tongue
licked Zhou You's ears and neck repeatedly, while her right hand moved up and down on his weapon. "It's gotten so big, do you want it?"
Zhou You panted heavily, neither admitting nor denying. His emotions told him he should admit it, so he could enjoy
boundless pleasure and joy; but his reason told him he should deny it, because beautiful women were all poisonous—
a moment of pleasure followed by a disaster.
"You're really not being honest," Bao'er got up and slowly retreated to the foot of the bed, gently sitting on the man's penis,
slowly rubbing it through his leather pants.
"How does it feel?"
Zhou You felt a strangely structured metal object rubbing against the back of his penis, occasionally brushing against the frenulum
. The cold texture of the metal brought waves of stimulation. This bizarre stimulation was
amplified infinitely under the influence of the drug, then transformed into pleasure that reached his brain. He could feel his weapon was ready
to fire at any moment.
Bao'er suddenly stopped, leaning down close to Zhou You's ear: "Do you want it?"
"I want it... let me put it in..." Zhou You could no longer control his desire.
The premise of drinking poison to quench his thirst was that he was already about to die of thirst. As for whether he would be poisoned to death, that was a matter for later. At least dying of poison
was better than dying of thirst—it wouldn't be living in agony.
The girl slowly stood up: "Really want it?"
"Let me in... hurry..."
"Men are all the same." Bao'er pouted: "Brother was right after all."
"Don't mention your brother, that dead sister-complex, right now!"
"Okay," Bao'er's hands slowly moved towards her crotch: "Watch carefully."
Zhou You's eyes were bloodshot. He could now clearly see what the unknown metal object was
—a zipper. A zipper at the vulva.
Bao'er slowly unzipped the zipper, exposing her mons pubis to the man: compared to Ling, Bao'er's pubic
hair was quite thick, with a faint sheen. And at the beginning of the zipper, one could even
see a engorged bud.
The metal pipes and shackles on the headboard rattled. Zhou You looked like a beast in heat
, ready to push the girl down and ravage her repeatedly.
Seemingly sensing Zhou You's burning gaze, Bao'er's thighs trembled slightly, and her vagina began to throb, with nectar
gradually flowing out.
The girl slowly lowered herself, straddling the erect penis, her hand gripping the shaft and rubbing it repeatedly, her pubic hair constantly
stimulating the glans.
"Bao'er... stop playing with me... let me in quickly." Zhou You's expression
was no different from that of a bull in heat.
"Ah You, remember this moment forever." Bao'er aimed the glans at her vagina and then slowly lowered herself.
"Ah..." Both of them groaned simultaneously.
As the penis slid into her vagina, Zhou You confirmed one thing: Bao'er was still a virgin, although she didn't have a hymen
. (Note 9)
In his previous life, Zhou You wasn't a playboy, but he had had a few girlfriends, and of course, he had been
deceived. That kind of reaction couldn't be faked; it was something no experienced woman could produce.
"Ah... it feels... so full..." Bao'er exhaled from her throat.
The girl's vagina contracted tightly, constantly stimulating Zhou You's lower body.
"It's completely inside!" Bao'er's eyes welled up with joyful tears. "Ayou and I are one."
"Ah, ah... ah! Ah, ah ah... woo ah! woo, woo woo... ah ah!"
With each sway of her hips, Bao'er let out sweet moans.
"Bao'er... don't use your waist so hard..." The girl's hip movements made the penis deep inside feel incredibly comfortable. Her vaginal
muscles tightly gripped his shaft, and even the slightest movement produced intense pleasure, let alone with the
girl's constant hip swaying.
The woman-on-top position is a great test of a woman's stamina, but for someone like Bao'er who was skilled in singing and dancing, it
wasn't a big problem. On the contrary, she could experience pleasure for a long time that most people couldn't.
While gripping the sheets tightly with both hands, Bao'er shook her hips even more violently.
The effects of her years of dance training were immediately apparent. Zhou You felt his penis being constantly rubbed by Bao'er's honey pot.
Zhou You tried hard not to succumb to Bao'er's body, but the effects of the drug were becoming stronger and stronger. His body began to
spasm, and he felt that he was about to lose control.
"Bao'er... if you keep shaking like this... I... I'm going to..."
"Beg me, beg me to let you ejaculate inside." The girl twisted her waist even more forcefully, as if trying to
drain Zhou You dry.
"Bao'er... I... I beg you... let me ejaculate..."
"Where do you want to ejaculate?" Bao'er asked deliberately.
"Please, let me... let me ejaculate inside you!" Zhou You felt like he was going crazy, all the blood in his body
was rushing to one place, as if he wanted to become the offspring of this legend of the Japanese ACG world and the rising star of South Korea
.
"Then, then just ejaculate... I... I want to too... ah, ah... ah ah! ah ah ah!"
Bao'er's honey pot contracted desperately, as if trying to break Zhou You's penis.
"I... I ejaculated!" Zhou You felt the force of Bao'er's private parts was as intense as a meat grinder, countless semen
gushing out and continuously pouring into the girl's body.
"It feels so good..." Bao'er said, leaning against Zhou You, panting heavily.
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"Hirano-san, you've had a tough day too."
"Thank you for your hard work."
"If there are no other questions, we'll be going now."
"Okay, I'll be leaving soon too."
Hirano Aya breathed a sigh of relief; her workday was finally over. As the year drew to a close, the workload increased
, and sometimes she really wanted to skip work.
The girl sat in her chair, took out her phone from her pocket, and skillfully dialed a number.
"The number you dialed is currently switched off."
"Huh? The phone is switched off?" Hirano Aya felt a wave of disappointment. She then dialed a familiar number.
"Hello, this is Dream Studio," a female voice answered.
"Sister Xingying, this is Hirano Aya."
"Eh, it's Aya. What's up?"
"Nothing much, I just wanted to ask if Zhou You is over there?"
"Zhou You? No, he hasn't come all day." There was a puzzled look on the other end of the line, followed by
an angry roar: "Yu Chen, if you steal my chicken leg again, I'll..."
"Well, never mind."
"Yeah, don't worry, he's a grown man... Gu Jingchuan! You just wait..."
Another flurry of activity followed on the other end of the line.
Hirano Aya sighed and hung up. A moment later, she found a rarely dialed number on her phone and called it
.
"Moshimo," a slightly neurotic voice rang out, "This is Kitamura Eri, if
it is..."
"Kitamura-san, this is Hirano Aya."
"Eh, it's Aya-chan." A cheerful voice came through the phone, "What's up?" "
You didn't forget that Bao'er asked us to stay at her place tonight, did you 　　?" "Of 　　 course not. How could I forget something 　　 so
important? But shouldn't we call ahead to let her know?" "No need, 　　 Bao'er 　　 gave me the key. 　　 " "Then 　　 let's meet at the station later. 　　 " "Okay 　　, that's settled then 　　 ." ??? ********** ... 　　 "Can you let me go now?" 　　 "Why? I think it's nice to be tied up like this." 　　 "I want to see if I'm dreaming." 　　 "Oh, I see," Bao'er looked up at Zhou You, "You don't believe this is real?" 　　 "I can hardly believe it..." How could being pushed around by a beautiful girl possibly exist in the real world? If it's not 　　me who's wrong, then the world is wrong. 　　 "Ayou," Zhou You got goosebumps from being called that, "Huh?" " 　　 Mom's right, you men are all the kind of people who pretend to be innocent when they get a good deal." Bao'er sat up again, almost 　　making Zhou You's blood pressure rise again. 　　 Normally, Zhou You should say something at this point, but given the current situation, nothing he said would be 　　convincing, so it was better to remain silent. 　　 Friedrich Niem?ller said, "When they came to arrest me, there was no one left to speak for me." 　　 In other words: speak your mind while it's safe, otherwise it will be too late when it's not safe. 　　 "Ah...!" Zhou You let out a pig-like scream. 　　 "Now you can be sure this isn't a dream, right?" Bao'er moved her head off Zhou You's shoulder, stroking 　　the teeth marks she'd just made. "It's not broken, you don't need to yell so loudly." 　　 "But it really hurts." 　　 "Men are such a hassle, okay?" Bao'er reached into the refrigerator by the bedside and took a bottle of champagne, pressing her breasts, encased in her leather jacket, 　　tightly against Zhou You's chest. "This will comfort you."

"I'm not old enough to drink..."
"Does the Tokyo Metropolitan Police now know your blood alcohol content from the previous day? Or do gossip
magazine reporters know my house in Miyashiroyama and break down the door?"
"If that's the case, drinking won't be a problem."
"So, this is to comfort you." Then Bao'er muttered to herself, "If you hadn't
refused me..."
"What did you say, Bao'er?"
"Nothing." Bao'er took out a bottle opener from the bedside table on the left.
"Bao'er, it's okay if you don't let go of me, but could you get off me first?" " Are you
excited?"
"Uh..."
"Don't think I don't feel anything," Bao'er smiled and stared at Zhou You's face, "your thick, big, and long
thing has been stuck inside me the whole time."
Zhou You found that his ability to make sarcastic remarks had plummeted today. Was it because he had made too many sarcastic remarks in the past few days
?
"Okay, if you're not comfortable, then I'll reluctantly do it." With that, Bao'er
put the champagne bottle and bottle opener aside and began to take off her arm protectors.
"Bao'er, what are you doing? I told you to get down, not to take off your arm guards."
"I know, but these things are very uncomfortable to wear. Wouldn't it be better to take them off first?" "
Oh."
Bao'er quickly took off her arm guards and leg guards and threw them on the floor, then started to take off her leather jacket. Because
the zipper of the leather jacket was on the back, the girl had to lean forward to reach the zipper. But this action made Zhou You
feel like he had nowhere to look.
"Want to see?" Bao'er suddenly asked.
"Hmm, hmm?"
"I said, my body, want to see?"
"Ah, well... you have a pretty good figure." Zhou You racked his brains for
words that wouldn't be easily misunderstood, ignoring the fact that the situation was already true.
"Really, Ayou, you need to change this nagging personality. I really don't know
what I see in you."
"Ha... I'm a promising young man, it's normal for him to be interested in me." When it comes to face, you
absolutely can't back down. As the saying goes: "If you don't discipline someone for three days, they'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles. "
"Your self-esteem has been exceptionally high ever since I met you. Is this just your personality, or is it
ignorance that makes you fearless?"
"What a joke! This is the sense of history, mission, and responsibility that comes from five thousand years of Chinese civilization. Don't
compare those abstract things to my great pride." "
I don't see anything to be proud of in someone famous for anime."
"Nonsense! You have two TV drama scripts!" "
That's right, one is a novel adaptation you brought to TBS from China; the other is
a collection of comments you compiled from 2ch, which was published by Kadokawa Shoten and then adapted and sold to Fuji Television. (Note 10) Should I
praise your luck or call you shameless?"
"Deng Xiaoping said: 'It doesn't matter whether a cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice!'"
"Your Chairman Mao said: 'Self-reliance and hard work.'"
"Are you really from South Korea?"
"Do you need a birth certificate? I can contact the local authorities and fax a copy over."
While the two were bantering, Bao'er had already taken off all her clothes, revealing her
vibrant young body.
Compared to Ling, Bao'er's figure was more curvaceous, especially her beautifully shaped, bowl-shaped breasts,
which were like the difference between Mount Fuji and the Kanto Plain compared to Ling's A or even AA breasts.
"My breasts are bigger than Ling's, right?"
Zhou You didn't comment, which shows that people always make the same mistakes, and these mistakes have nothing to do with time
.
Bao'er grabbed Zhou You's penis again and slowly sat on it: "Ah, it feels different from before
."
"Bao'er...n-wasn't that all?" The tender flesh of the girl's honey hole seemed to have gotten used to this rude
outsider, and when the penis was inserted again, it wrapped around her very warmly.
"Am I done?" Bao'er picked up the champagne bottle and corkscrew again. "I
didn't say I was done from the beginning, did I?"
"But..."
"No buts. You won't be let go until I'm satisfied," Bao'er gestured to
the bottle in her hand. "Now we can celebrate, right?"
"Ah... but Bao'er, how am I supposed to drink this?"
"How am I supposed to drink this? I'll feed you." Bao'er skillfully cut the gold foil with the corkscrew and then placed it on the cork.
"If you can drink this by yourself in this position, you could consider applying for a Guinness World Record."
"Then you should at least give me a glass or something, right?"
"Too much trouble, I have to go get it." The cork was popped off with a "squeak." Bao'er put the corkscrew
on the cabinet. "Just drink it like this."
"How do I drink it like this?"
"How do I drink it?" Bao'er stuck out her pink tongue and slowly licked the
tiny droplets of water caused by the temperature difference along the neck of the bottle until it reached the rim, then slowly poured the champagne into her mouth.
Zhou You swallowed hard. "You won't..."
He couldn't finish his sentence because Bao'er had already kissed him.
Unlike the strong, fiery tequila, the unique coolness and fragrance of champagne suited a girl like Bao'er better. The girl's
smooth tongue mingled with the champagne in his mouth. Saliva and alcohol dripped from the corners of their mouths onto the pillow.
"Mmm...mmm...uh...mmm...mmm..." Zhou You's blood rushed to his sides again
. If this happened a few more times, Zhou You would consider making an appointment with the cardiology department at the affiliated hospital of Dongda University.
When their lips parted, a strand of saliva connected their mouths.
"Ah...ah..." Zhou You gasped for breath; this was so exciting.
Bao'er wiped her mouth. "Want more?"
"No, no need."
"You say no, but your body is quite honest." Bao'er picked up the champagne again, but this time
she didn't pour it into her mouth; instead, she poured it over her head.
The golden champagne flowed down her slightly burgundy hair, some running down her neck to her breasts,
slowly extending from her cleavage to her lower abdomen, accumulating at the point where their bodies were most intimately joined.
Zhou You's expression could only be described as "speechless," or in other words, "utterly dumbfounded."
He had never seen this kind of play before, whether in SOD, Hokuto, Tore, or Ippon-do—or perhaps he was
simply ignorant. But when it was actually presented before his eyes, it was as lewd and secretive as it could be.
Bao'er slowly poured the remaining champagne into her mouth, then leaned down to kiss Zhou You again,
her tongue movements gentler than before.
But this also meant it was even more irrational than before.
The cold, dark night, the dim lighting, the girl's scent, the lingering effects of the drug, and the fish swimming in his mouth…
Zhou You's heart was filled with fear, for he didn't know whether he was in heaven or hell. What awaited him
was salvation or judgment.
The only thing Zhou You wanted to say now was, "Master, save me!" (Note 11)
Reality has repeatedly shown us that what is useless to others may be useful to you, but similarly,
the price others pay may not be the price you pay.
The bedroom door was pushed open, followed by a chattering voice: "Ling, you're too hasty.
Maybe Zhou You and Bao'er are in the bedroom [beep—]…"
Do you know what an awkward silence is? This is it.
Two figures stood one after the other in the doorway, and the chattering abruptly stopped.
Bao'er released Zhou You's lips and turned towards the door.
Zhou You felt a sudden chill run through his body; his blood, which had been surging, seemed to stop, as if a
Ferrari F430 traveling at top speed on the Nürburgring had slammed on the brakes.
"Aya, you're here," Bao'er greeted the newcomers.
"We've been here for a while," Aya replied expressionlessly.
"When did they arrive?" Zhou You asked softly.
"While you were exchanging bodily fluids. Thanks to you two, we got to watch an adult film."
Aya glanced at the various clothes on the floor and the wet bed, adding, "It was quite extreme."
"Wait, Aya, wait! You have to let me explain. I didn't do it willingly; I was forced..."
"I hate men making excuses. Also," Aya paused, "hurry up, I'll wait in the living room."
Then she turned and left.
"Zhou You, I'm going to have a very different opinion of you." Kitamura Eri stood in the doorway with a sly smile. "I'll
close the door for you. No need to thank me. Tomorrow's Sunday, there's plenty of time. Please take your time and finish your
work. Going too fast is bad for your health."
"Crystal, wait a minute, come help me..." Zhou You shouted towards the door, but Bao'er immediately interrupted
him.
"Thank you, Kitamura-san. Also, there are fresh ingredients in the refrigerator. Please feel free to use the kitchen."
The room was once again just for the two of them.
"What do we do now?" Zhou You was still in shock. Although his weapon was still inside the girl
's body, this state was no longer appropriate.
"Anyway, there's still time," Bao'er leaned forward slightly, picked up the key hanging on the bedside table, and unlocked
the shackles on Zhou You's limbs. "Let's do another round."
...That sentence sounds so familiar. Is this retribution?
???
**********
...

Note 5: "My Desire Engine," a very vulgar work, extremely vulgar
?????? Note 6: Chow Yun-fat's classic line from "Curse of the Golden Flower": "What I give you is yours;
what I don't give you, you can't take."
?????? In the end, Jay Chou, that mother-obsessed guy, still didn't listen to his father...
Note 7: "Life is like rape; if you can't resist, then enjoy it."
Note 8: BoA's "Hold On"—this is also
the song she sang at the 56th Kohaku Uta Gassen in 2005
?? Note 9: Although it may be redundant, I'll still explain: The darkness of the South Korean entertainment industry is simply
outrageous. Compared to the unrestrained laws and various unspoken rules in China, and the social hierarchy and chaotic
moral relationships in Japan, South Korea is basically a trading market. In 2008 alone, at least four people committed suicide.
Jang Ja-yeon, who committed suicide in 2009, was exposed for "sleeping with four men at once" and "serving 31 men in total," causing
a major earthquake in the entire South Korean entertainment industry. Her suicide note also implicated other female stars. However, compared to others, BoA's status
is a guarantee: she has always pursued an international career, and in late 2005, she even attended
the opening ceremony of the APEC summit in Busan. If SM Entertainment dared to make fun of her on this, they would be finished.
Note 10: "Comments compiled from 2ch" refers to the famous romance novel "Densha Otoko" (Train Man),
which tells the story of a somewhat introverted bachelor who, with the help of a group of bachelors, pursues his wife. In popular parlance
, it's "a loser winning over a goddess." The original novel was published by Shinchosha, which is inferior to Kadokawa's version
; however, the TV drama produced by Fushi was quite good, achieving a peak viewership of 25.5% in the Kanto region.
Note 11: In *Sea Tiger II*, Bai Cinan is an unlucky guy who was gang-raped by four gay men for three months.
The meaning of this phrase is: "If you don't do good deeds, you'll be soaked in a downpour when you go out." (Bai Cinan cries out to the heavens for help,
and although there is some response, the distance is too far...)

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