Melting Ice Beauty

In my mind, Zhang Shuyu is a cold and beautiful rose. She has a fantastic figure, fair and smooth skin, and a strikingly defined physique. A typical Eastern beauty. The only regret is that her beautiful large eyes always seem to be covered by a layer of ice, making people hesitant to approach her. A friend described her as: "She is a pool of pure water, colorless pure water." Shuyu is the embodiment of Antarctic ice; you can look at her, feel her, but definitely don't try to touch her, or you might be frozen solid. People don't know much about Shuyu's past, only that she's divorced, and that her ex-husband moved to another city with her best friend.

When well-meaning female colleagues tried to introduce her to boyfriends, she coldly refused. Except for work-related reasons, she won't eat with men. Many lustful men can only look on with envy. Shuyu actually dresses quite fashionably, often wearing revealing clothes that make people's imaginations run wild. Perhaps it's because women love beauty. But we've never seen a man with her. Sometimes we even suspect she's gay.

It's truly regrettable. But what happened between us later completely refuted that claim. Zhang Shuyu was definitely not a lesbian, nor was she a colorless, innocent woman. She was also a woman of flesh and blood, with feelings and desires.

Like most women, Shuyu also needed a man's affection, but she didn't want to be hurt again. She was very fragile, afraid of being abandoned by a man again. Later, she told me she never wanted to marry again, which made me extremely sad, and I will never forget it. We only had sex once, and it was the only time in my life. I am grateful for the rain that night, grateful for that rainy summer, grateful... Because the rainy season was too long and I was too busy with work, all my summer clothes were worn out and hadn't been washed.

I had no choice but to buy new ones at the last minute. I checked my watch; it was still early before the supermarket closed, so I grabbed a bite to eat and then rushed to the supermarket to buy clothes. When I entered the supermarket, the rain wasn't too heavy, but as soon as I came out, a torrential downpour accompanied by strong winds transformed the area into a network of puddles and streams. I had to wait for the rain to subside before heading back to the dormitory. The damned downpour had created puddles everywhere; I was sure I could twist my ankle if I wasn't careful. I muttered to myself in frustration.

As if on cue, just as I reached the factory gate, I saw a woman leaning against the wall, standing on one leg, rubbing her other foot with one hand.

The figure looked familiar. As I got closer, ah! It was Sister Shuyu! So it was her who had twisted her ankle. Ugh... what a jinx! I quickly went up to her and asked, "How are you, Sister Shuyu? Should I call a car to take you to the hospital for a checkup?"

"Thank you, no need, I'll be fine in a bit,"

Shuyu said, her expression still blank. Perhaps due to the pain, her face was a little pale. What a perfect opportunity to get close to her! How could I let it slip by? "No, I'll call a taxi to take you home! It's not far, but it'll be too much of a hassle for you to walk back."

I quickly hailed a taxi on the street. Shuyu didn't say anything, but I could feel her watching me the whole time. Even though I had my back to her when I hailed the tricycle, I could still feel her grateful gaze. Thankfully, a taxi arrived quickly. I gently helped Shuyu into the car, and she didn't refuse. The moment my hand touched her smooth arm, I felt a surge of excitement. Then another worry popped into my head: who would help her upstairs? So I told the taxi driver, "Drive slowly."

Then I told Shuyu, "I'll help you upstairs in a bit. Your legs hurt, it'll be hard for you."

This time, Shuyu didn't say much, just nodded and said softly, "Thank you."

Shuyu lived on the second floor, and we went up quickly. I actually wished she lived on the seventh or eighth floor. Hehe, then I could have more contact with her delicate arms. Shuyu's house was very clean and filled with a fragrant aroma, which immediately stirred a feeling of impulse in me. But I remained rational; I would never rape her, I wasn't that beastly. I helped her to the sofa and asked, "Shuyu, do you have any safflower oil or anything? Quickly, put some on."

"No, thank you, Adong,"

Shuyu said calmly. "You can go back now! I'm fine, it'll be better tomorrow."

"No, look how swollen your foot is, I'll go buy some for you."

Without waiting for Shuyu to stop me, I quickly opened the door and went downstairs to buy medicine. I returned quickly with the medicine, and the moment I gave it to Shuyu, I saw her eyes filled with gratitude, her former coldness completely gone. "I'm leaving, Shuyu, you can apply the medicine yourself!"

I said this against my will. I didn't want to leave at all, but I couldn't find a reason to stay. "Okay, I've been busy for a while now. You should text back soon too! I really appreciate your help. I'll treat you to a meal sometime as a thank you."

Shuyu's voice was very gentle this time. Reluctantly, I left her house. The next day at noon, I was reading a novel in my dorm when someone gently knocked on the door. "Who is it? The door's not locked, just come in,"

I said lazily. I never expected it to be Shuyu. Shuyu was wearing a white low-cut t-shirt, sexy denim shorts, her hair styled in a flipped-up style over her shoulders, and a delicate gold necklace with a small platinum cross sparkling on her fair neck. I was so captivated by her that I forgot to speak. "I asked Xiao Liu and found out you live here, so I came to return the money to you,"
Shuyu said softly. "I forgot to give you the money for the medicine I bought last night."

"Oh dear! What's a few dollars? How's your foot? It shouldn't be delayed by something so small!"

I said hurriedly. "It's nothing serious, it still hurts a little, but it's basically healed,"

Shuyu said gently. "Why don't you offer me a seat?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, please sit down,"

I quickly opened a chair for Shuyu and poured her some water. "No need to be so polite, I'll be leaving right away."

Shuyu held out her hand and said, "Here's ten dollars, and I'll treat you to dinner at my place tonight."

"Forget it, it's just ten dollars,"

I said happily. "I'll come for dinner, please sit a little longer."

"No, the money is yours, I can't take it."

Shuyu's attitude was firm, and she put the money on my table after saying that. Then I stood up and said, "I'm going back. Come over at 6 pm."

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely come."

After seeing Shuyu off, I was incredibly happy, and then began the anxious wait. Dinner consisted of four dishes, and Shuyu was still dressed in her charming outfit. When the dishes were served, Shuyu suddenly said nervously, "I'm sorry, Dong, I didn't prepare any beer. I don't usually drink, so I forgot about it."

I said, "It's okay, it's okay, I don't like drinking either." I wasn't being honest.

Actually, I really hoped Shuyu would bring some beer; I like to drink too.

Shuyu said, "Oh, right, I think there's a bottle of baijiu in the cabinet, it's been there for a long time."

As she spoke, Shuyu went to open the cabinet. As she bent down to open the cabinet to find the beer, I looked at her round, firm buttocks and long, slender legs, and for a moment, I felt a surge of desire again. Dinner started off a little awkward; we were both a bit stiff and didn't speak very naturally. I'm really grateful for her bottle of aged liquor; after some persuasion, Shuyu had a few drinks, and that's how we started talking more, from life to love, from love to career... until very late. I tried my best to think of jokes to make her laugh, and she actually has a pretty cute laugh. I

don't understand why she's usually so cold. Drinking baijiu (Chinese liquor) is definitely hot in the summer; even with the air conditioning on, it wasn't enough, and we both sweated a lot.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, Shuyu actually let me watch TV while she went to take a shower. I had no idea what was on TV. I heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and a sense of guilt spurred me to go over. I pushed open the door; it wasn't locked. Shuyu had her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes closed, letting the cold water wash over her beautiful body. I went over and hugged her tightly. She didn't resist, didn't say anything, and we began to kiss passionately. Even in the cold water, Shuyu's body was still warm. I greedily kissed her breasts, ears, and her firm, white breasts. My hands gently caressed her smooth back and buttocks. Her arms tightened around my neck, and I felt her nipples harden. Her legs pressed together.

I pushed Shuyu away and quickly took off my clothes. She took the initiative to kiss my lips, chest, and finally my penis. She took it in her mouth, gently licking my glans and occasionally my testicles. Occasionally, she would quickly stroke my penis with her hand. I closed my eyes tightly, holding Shuyu's hair in my arms, savoring the wonderful moment. Slowly, I felt myself starting to ejaculate. No, I couldn't ejaculate.

Thinking this, I immediately hugged Shuyu and walked towards the bedroom.

I began to greedily kiss every part of Shuyu's body, my hands also busy caressing her sensitive spots. Finally, we got into a 69 position and began to comfort each other. I gently parted her vulva with my fingers; it was already flooded. I began to tease her clitoris with my tongue and fingers, and in an instant, another wave of pleasure surged forth... Hurry up and insert it!

At the moment when Shuyu's buttocks cramped, she cried out in pain. Without hesitation, I adjusted my position, raised my penis, and without any tenderness, inserted it all the way into Shuyu's long-sealed secret gate. At first, I played with Shuyu's breasts with both hands, not thrusting forcefully, but slowly moving in and out of her narrow, warm, and smooth flesh. Only when her buttocks rose higher and higher did I speed up.

Shuyu's moans were unique: "Oh~~~ Damn man~~~~~ God~~~~~~~ Oh~~~~~~~ Heartless man~~~~~~~"

Looking back, I felt like I was playing the role of her ex-husband. Later, Shuyu rolled over, raising her buttocks, letting me do it from behind. She said she liked it, that it was more pleasurable that way. Naturally, I readily agreed, wholeheartedly offering my energy. I don't know why, but that night I was incredibly vigorous. From the bed to the floor, from the floor to the sofa, I didn't feel like ejaculating at all. Finally, it was when Shuyu was rocking wildly on top that I started to feel it. As waves of heat surged from Shuyu's flower garden, as her buttocks contracted sharply, as her nails scratched my shoulder, I mercilessly swept my bullets deep into her flower garden. That night we barely spoke, just made love.

At dawn, I dragged my exhausted body back to the dormitory and slept all day. That night I went again, repeating the primal act of human labor. During the day, Shuyu was still cold, but at night, with me there, she was suffocatingly hot. There were no vows of eternal love, no entanglements.

We had sex, we had love, but we were not destined to be husband and wife. {This is our secret, I won't mention it here.} Later, we ended this sexual relationship, and I found the girl I truly loved. Shuyu didn't blame me; instead, she blessed me greatly. True water may truly be colorless! The colored true water might have been mixed with the rain that night, forcing it to have color. But I believe true water has color. As long as you do it with your heart, feel it, you may very well see and touch it. In this mundane world, filled with dust and grime, where can you find colorless true water?

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