The Romantic Adventures of Niu Da Chou (Episodes 11-12)

(XI) First Encounter
Author: aqqwso

Da Chou had clearly seen that he had bumped into a young woman. He had only taken one step back, but the woman was stumbling backward so fast that she couldn't stop herself and was about to fall. A girl behind her quickly put down what she was holding, rushed forward, and placed her hand on Da Chou's back, instantly stabilizing the woman.
She straightened up and roared, "Why aren't you watching where you're going?" Da Chou repeatedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I wasn't watching."
The woman glared at him and shouted, "Walking so fast, are you rushing to be reborn?"
Da Chou stammered, "Yes, I'm rushing to be reborn."
The woman was amused by his words.
The girl helped the woman up and said, "Sister-in-law, let's get back to business, don't bother with him."
The woman snorted, "Chunhan, I'll let him off for your sake. Otherwise, I would have been hospitalized for half a month."
Da Chou glanced gratefully at the girl, and his eyes widened at that glance. Could there be such a beautiful person in this world?
Her figure was that of a professional model; her face was exquisitely beautiful, her purity and elegance unmatched. If there was any flaw, it was a touch of authority and aloofness that made her unapproachable.
The young woman glanced at him, but seeing his dazed expression, she didn't seem to care. The young woman laughed, "Why do all men react like this when they see you? Like they've been acupunctured."
Da Chou, as if waking from a dream, quickly looked away. His heart pounded; he thought, "Is she a fairy fallen from heaven? Even movie stars can't compare to her!"
The two women ignored Da Chou and walked straight to the ward. The room they entered was indeed Li Tiecheng's. Da Chou knew that this girl was indeed his niece. When his uncle praised his niece, he thought the old man was just bragging, but it turned out to be true—his niece was one in a million. No, one in a million. Thinking of comparing her to a commodity, he felt guilty, as if he had desecrated this celestial beauty.
His name was Chunhan (Spring Cold), and indeed, he lived up to his name—cold enough. Her gaze could freeze a person to death; to be her boyfriend, one would have to endure the cold and wear a down jacket constantly. Even so, countless brave souls would brave the dangers and rush to become her boyfriend, wouldn't they? Someone like me isn't even worthy of carrying her shoes. If I could see such a beauty often, my life wouldn't be in vain. He left the hospital lost in thought.
Seeing this beautiful woman, Da Chou was in an unprecedentedly good mood, seemingly happier than if he had acquired that apartment. He excitedly took a bus to the clothing market, wanting to see what his new home would be like. The old man said it was a bit small, definitely a one-bedroom apartment. When he saw a cold noodle shop by the roadside, his stomach rumbled. He went inside, planning to eat there later.
There weren't many tables inside, one of which was occupied by two girls. One had her back to him, long hair, and a slender waist, somewhat resembling Xiaoya.
Da Chou went over to take a look, and indeed, it was Xiaoya. Xiaoya smiled broadly when she saw him. She said, "I was just about to call you, but I didn't expect to run into you here. Good thing, I save on phone bills and this meal too." Then, her eyes crinkled with laughter.
Da Chou also smiled, thinking, "Of course it's good to run into you, I can taste meat again." Xiaoya saw his ambiguous smile and knew his thoughts were dirty. She pinched his arm hard, but said, "Sit down, don't stand there like an idiot."
She looked at the girl next to her and said, "This is my friend Tang Xiaocong. She's quite pretty."
Da Chou glanced at her and saw she had an oval face, slightly dark skin, and pretty features.
Xiaoya then pointed to Da Chou and said, "This is my neighbor's older brother, Niu Da Chou. He's always taken good care of me."
Da Chou stood up, extended his hand, and said, "Hello, it's nice to meet you."
Xiaocong also stood up, looking a little embarrassed. She slowly extended her hand and whispered, "Hello."
Da Chou could only grasp her fingertips from her position.
He held her hand briefly and then let go, finding her fingertips very sharp and smooth. "Why are your fingers shaking? That's so old-fashioned!"
Da Chou asked Xiao Ya, "Are you guys out having fun?"
Xiao Ya said, "I'm helping Xiao Cong find a place to live. She's my roommate, but she recently transferred schools in this area. The dorms are too crowded, and she finds them too noisy, so she asked the school to let her rent a place. I didn't have class this afternoon, so I helped her look. We've been looking for ages, but we haven't found anything suitable. They're either too dirty and messy, or too expensive. We'll have to keep looking after dinner. By the way, what are you doing here? How's the security guard job going?"
Da Chou said, "The security guard job is all set."
Xiao Ya excitedly grabbed his hand. She glanced at Xiao Cong and immediately let go. Xiao Cong glanced at Xiao Ya, a slight smile on his face.
Da Chou said, "I'm also looking for a place to live!"
Upon hearing this, both girls looked at Da Chou.
Xiaoya asked, "Are you renting a place too? Doesn't your new workplace provide accommodation?"
Da Chou replied, "My new workplace doesn't provide food or lodging; I have to find my own. But I'm not here to rent. A friend lent me an apartment, and I'm going to look at it."
Xiaoya rolled her eyes at him and said, "Surely you can't have it all. I don't believe it. I'll go with you to take a look later, and Xiao Cong will come too."
Da Chou laughed and ordered some side dishes and two bottles of chilled beer. Xiao Cong refused to drink, but Xiaoya drank with Da Chou.
After a couple of drinks, the girl's face flushed, and her eyes became watery. Da Chou's heart skipped a beat, and he was a little dazed. Xiaoya stepped on his foot, and he snapped back to reality. For someone with his alcohol tolerance, this amount of beer was like water.
After paying the bill, the three of them came out. Da Chou noticed that Xiaoya was carrying a paper bag with a pair of sandals drawn on it. They looked like men's sandals. He thought to himself, "They're for me, aren't they?"
Walking east along the road, after passing one stop, Da Chou checked the road signs and turned north. Two hundred meters away was a large courtyard. Entering the courtyard, he headed towards the building in the middle of the south side. It was a relatively new building, the hallway quite bright. Da Chou checked the floors, stopping on the fourth floor and approaching the central door. It was a green security door. He took out his key and turned it for a long time, but the door wouldn't open.
Xiao Ya, watching anxiously, said, "Brother Da Chou, let me try."
Da Chou stepped aside, and saw her delicate white hand grasp the key handle, fingers flexed, wrist turning. In less than a minute, with a few clicks, the door was open. Da Chou
couldn't help but praise, "My wife is really good."
Xiao Ya blushed, turned around and pushed Da Chou, scolding, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Looking at Xiao Cong, she covered her mouth, not laughing.
Da Chou went inside and looked around, satisfied. This old man said the house was small, but was this small? Three bedrooms and a living room, it must be at least a hundred square meters! The house had large balconies in the front and back, and the interior was well-lit. The decor was average, simple but pleasing to the eye. Most remarkably, it was fully equipped with appliances, furniture, beds, and kitchenware. One could say that one could live a normal life immediately upon entering the house, without needing to add anything.
Da Chou looked around, his heart pounding. When he saw the large bed in the bedroom, he glanced at Xiao Ya, his mind filled with fantasies.
He imagined himself using his "weapon" to make this little beauty cry out sweetly, and his eyes gleamed, his lower body becoming erect.
When he saw Xiao Cong's innocent face, his lust subsided. He quickly turned and touched the mattress, as if testing its elasticity.
Xiao Ya walked around the room, praising it endlessly. She laughed and said, "Brother Da Chou, this house is really big! What does your friend do? Why did he lend you the house? Doesn't he live here himself?" Da Chou glanced at Xiao Cong and saw her calmly surveying the world in the house, lost in thought.
Da Chou didn't hide anything and recounted how he had saved the person. Xiaoya sighed repeatedly when she heard that he had refused the hundreds of thousands of yuan in thanks offered. "Anyone else would have been overjoyed. It's only because of you that people would laugh at you for being a fool. But you did the right thing. You can't just accept money from people. If you do, you won't feel comfortable spending it. This kind of act of heroism has become corrupted."
She looked around the house and said, "But this house is quite valuable. In the provincial capital, in this location, it must be worth at least several hundred thousand yuan. Brother Da Chou, you are really lucky to have such a nice house."
Da Chou corrected her, "It's not mine, it belongs to someone else. Someone lent it to me."
Xiaoya laughed, "Right, right, it belongs to someone else, but it's like Liu Bei borrowing Jingzhou."
Da Chou, of course, understood the implication—it was a loan with no intention of returning it.
Da Chou explained, "I don't want someone else's house. I want to buy my own house in the future."
Xiaoya thought to herself, an ordinary person earning less than a thousand yuan a month working odd jobs, would it take a lifetime to buy such a house? She didn't want to dampen Da Chou's enthusiasm, so she didn't say this aloud.
Xiaoya casually opened the refrigerator; the light was on, and there were things inside. Da Chou was surprised. Little did he know that although Li Tiecheng didn't live here permanently, he had someone come regularly to maintain the place, keeping it clean and tidy so he could stay whenever he wanted.
Xiaoya took out popsicles, ice cubes, ice cream, etc., smelled them, and laughed, "They're new, you can eat them." She then handed the items to the two of them.
Everyone sat on the sofa to eat. After a while, Da Chou felt the sofa was uncomfortable; it was made of wood and felt quite hard. Xiaoya said, "This is solid wood furniture, quite expensive." Da Chou lifted his butt and sat on the soft seat next to him.
Xiaoya, however, sat on the solid wood seat. Da Chou squinted and asked in a drawn-out tone, "Xiaoya, it's hard, isn't it?"
Xiaoya puffed out her cheeks and replied, "It is quite hard." Seeing the mischievous smile on Da Chou's face, she immediately understood his intention and blushed.
This rascal, he was talking about *that* kind of thing, and there were other people around. Xiaoya looked at Xiaocong, who was quietly eating, seemingly oblivious to anything amiss. Reassured, she glared at Da Chou. Xiaoya
asked Xiaocong, "What do you think of this house?"
Xiaocong replied, "It's nice, quite spacious."
Xiaoya asked again, "Is it comfortable here?"
Xiaocong nodded, saying, "It is quite comfortable."
Xiaoya said, "Xiaocong, why don't you live here too? This house is too big for one person."
Xiaoya then looked at Da Chou and asked, "Da Chou, Xiaocong has nowhere to live. Could you let her stay here?"
Da Chou looked at Xiaocong, whose bright eyes were fixed on him; her face flushed, and she said, "I can give you the money, I promise I won't renege."
Da Chou then noticed her voice was delicate and gentle, indescribably beautiful. Seeing her innocent expression, he turned his head and saw Xiaoya gazing at him tenderly.
Da Chou, having made up his mind, laughed and said, "You can stay here. Money is no object. You're Xiao Ya's friend, so you're my friend. No need for formalities between friends."
Xiao Ya laughed, "That's more like a man."
After finishing her food, Xiao Cong stood up and said, "Brother Niu, Sister Xiao Ya, I'll head back now."
Xiao Ya came over and took her hand, saying, "Sister Xiao Cong, why are you in such a hurry? Let him treat you to dinner tonight."
Xiao Cong smiled and said, "You two can talk slowly. I'll go back and pack my things. I'll have Zhao Baogui bring them over sometime."
Da Chou said, "You can come anytime. I welcome you anytime."
Xiao Ya let go of her hand and said, "Let me know when you're moving in, and I'll see if there's anything I can do for you."
Xiao Cong said, "Sister Xiao Ya, you've already helped me so much. I don't know how to thank you enough."
Xiao Ya said, "Stop talking nonsense. If you say that again, I'll get angry." She pouted.
Xiao Cong pinched her cheek and laughed, "I'm sorry, don't be angry. I'll buy you candy another day."
Xiao Ya laughed, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old?" and pressed her chest. Xiao Cong blushed and went out.
As soon as the door closed, Da Chou said, "Why did you find me a neighbor? Are you having her spy on me?"
Xiao Ya smiled and said, "Yes, how can I feel at ease having you living here alone? What if you bring some wild woman home at night, and I'm clueless at school and won't even know?"
Da Chou said, "Aren't you afraid Xiao Cong will seduce me?"
Xiao Ya said, "Don't flatter yourself, she wouldn't seduce you. She's a well-known 'nun' at school, she's not attracted to any boys."
Da Chou asked, "Who is that Zhao Baogui?"
Xiao Ya said, "He's from her village, not exactly her boyfriend, but he's very nice to her."
Da Chou said, "It's good that she doesn't have a boyfriend."
Xiao Ya laughed, "Don't waste your time, she's an insulator. You have no hope."
Da Chou asked, "Are you an insulator too?"
Xiao Ya tilted her head and said, "Of course I am."
Da Chou said, "Come on, let your husband try." He suddenly hugged her.
Xiaoya cried out, "What do you want to do?"
Da Chou said, "Do you even need to ask? I want to love you just once."
Xiaoya said, "Forget it, forget it."
Da Chou sat on the sofa, smelling the fragrance on her body, and one of his strange hands had already touched her jade-like legs. Xiaoya was wearing a green short skirt today, which was perfect for what she wanted to do. Her thighs, which were not wearing stockings, were white, plump, and long. Da Chou caressed them to
his heart's content , and his big mouth pressed against Xiaoya's cherry lips. He kissed and licked them greedily.
Xiaoya broke free from his mouth and teased, "You're getting more and more shameless." Before she could say anything more, her mouth was blocked again, leaving only panting and moaning. This time he kissed her even harder and licked her until he was drooling. He made Xiaoya open her mouth again and sucked on her fragrant tongue.
"So soft, so fragrant, so smooth..." Da Chou praised inwardly, and his hand moved up and touched her underwear.
Through the thin cloth, he teased the girl's wonderful parts in every way. This amused Xiaoya so much that she gasped and groaned loudly, as if she were ill. Her delicate body writhed like a snake, and her vagina released water, wetting Da Chou's hands.
Da Chou released her, then sucked on her wet hand with a soft "slurp." Xiao Ya blushed and laughed, scolding, "You're so annoying!" Da Chou ignored her, peeling off her skirt like a banana, leaving her only in her underwear.
Her slender, snow-white body, outlined by the red underwear, radiated a captivating glow. The wafting fragrance was irresistible. The fragrance came from cosmetics, from her snow-white skin, and also from the girl's crotch.
Da Chou sat flat on the sofa, making her spread her legs and straddle him. Xiao Ya placed her arms on Da Chou's shoulders, her beautiful eyes half-open, gazing at him affectionately, like a young wife awaiting her lover's baptism. Da Chou looked at her body; her waist was slender and round, her breasts perky and encased in a bra. Her panties covered her private parts, where the fabric was already wet. Da Chou's eyes bulged.
Xiaoya scolded, "Don't look! How can a grown man look at a girl's private parts like that?"
Da Chou laughed and asked, "Are you still a little girl?"
Xiaoya said, "It's all your fault! You made me lose my virginity. I'm so angry!"
Da Chou laughed and kissed her little mouth again, making the girl stick out her tongue. As soon as her fragrant tongue appeared, Da Chou's tongue curled up and sucked it with a loud slurping sound. His hands first slid over her soft back, then unhooked her bra, and a pair of small white rabbits jumped out excitedly, trembling incessantly. The two nipples were charmingly red. Da Chou played with them, one in each hand, and the two fleshy mounds quickly swelled up as if they were angry. The nipples were pinched hard by his thumb.
The pleasure on her chest made Xiaoya twist her waist restlessly, panting. Da Chou let go, and her two breasts began to dance, bouncing and jumping, the height of youth, the pride of a young girl.
Da Chou suddenly pulled her close, bringing her body near him. He brought his mouth to hers like a hungry wolf, opening his mouth wide to nibble on Xiao Ya's beautiful breasts.
Xiao Ya comfortably hugged Da Chou's head, murmuring, "Brother Da Chou, you're so good... Sister... oh... so good... bite gently... don't bite too hard... if you bite too hard... our son... won't have anything to eat..."
Hearing this, Da Chou was overjoyed and continued his efforts, trying to make his beloved woman even happier.
His hands moved to her buttocks. Xiao Ya's buttocks weren't as big as Qian Hui's, but they were quite round and elastic, feeling very good to touch. His fingers moved around her cleft, tapping, poking, rubbing, and kneading the two small holes through the fabric, working with various hand movements.
Attacking from two directions, Xiao Ya couldn't take it anymore, her buttocks swaying wildly, complaining, "You're so bad... you're so bad... I hate you..."
Seeing that the time was right, Da Chou stood up and pulled down his panties. He was naked too. He leaned close to Xiaoya, his right hand around her waist, his left hand lifting her jade-like leg, and thrust his large penis forward, nudging it against her pubic hair several times, but it wouldn't penetrate. Xiaoya laughed.
Da Chou said, "Help me, little sister."
Xiaoya shyly grasped his penis, aimed it at her opening, and Da Chou thrust his hips forward, and with a soft "plop," it slid in completely, squeezing out some of her vaginal fluid, which flowed out along his penis and vagina.
With his penis inside, Xiaoya closed her eyes, looking very pleased. Her jade-like arms, like ivy , hooked around Da Chou's neck, her lower body moving in sync with his movements. Her mouth and nose seemed to be singing, expressing the intense pleasure of a young girl's body.
After a while, Da Chou felt that although the position made her vagina grip his penis tightly, it wasn't entirely comfortable. He had Xiaoya wrap her legs around his waist, and he held her buttocks with both hands, thrusting vigorously as he walked towards the bedroom.
He placed her upper body on the bed, gripping her buttocks with both hands, his large penis thrusting wildly, drawing out a lot of fluid.
Xiaoya cried out, "Good brother...you're so good at it...my little hole...it feels so good..."
Da Chou laughed, "Your breasts are jiggling, so pretty, touch them yourself."
Xiaoya indeed reached out and touched herself, rubbing them, which increased her pleasure.
After thrusting like this for a while, Da Chou pulled out his penis, moved her body inward, making her knees stand up, and spread her legs, revealing a captivating view. The girl's two little holes were exposed without any cover, on her pubic hair, the inside of her thighs, her tender labia, her chrysanthemum-shaped anus, and her white buttocks, all of which were covered with lustful fluid.
Da Chou became excited, opened his mouth wide, and pressed it against his genitals. He poured all his love and passion into the girl's most alluring part.
Xiaoya, her body trembling, cried out, "Big Ugly Brother... I love you so much... I'll love you forever..."
Big Ugly's heart stirred. He laid her down, adopting a 69 position, his mouth returning to her vulva. His large penis swayed and swaggered before the girl. Xiaoya grabbed it, touching and playing with it like a toy.
Big Ugly seized the opportunity, saying, "Sister... lick it..."
She looked at his wet member, a little nervous, and said shyly, "I... I don't know how..."
Big Ugly jumped down, kneeling beside her face, touching his penis to her lips, saying, "Baby... please... lick it for your brother..."
Xiaoya couldn't bear to disappoint her beloved, so she closed her eyes and took his penis into her mouth, a fishy smell filling her nostrils.
Big Ugly instructed her; she turned to the side, grasped it with both hands, and awkwardly licked it with her tongue.
Big Ugly breathed heavily, moaning with pleasure. He thrust his penis rhythmically, thinking, "Xiaoya is such a wonderful girl. With a wife like her, what more could a husband ask for?"
Xiaoya was a clever girl, progressing quickly. Her nimble tongue licked his penis until it gleamed, the glans menacing, the urethral opening glistening with moisture.
Da Chou was overjoyed. He pulled out his penis and, with a fierce momentum, thrust it into the girl's vagina again. This time, he was no longer gentle, but swift as lightning, charging forward without any restraint.
Her vagina was very sensitive; after less than a hundred thrusts, Xiaoya climaxed.
Da Chou, in one go, thrust over a hundred more times before finally releasing his essence.
Da Chou embraced the girl, enjoying the afterglow of their encounter.
Xiaoya stretched out her small mouth and kissed his face, as if rewarding a hero.
(12) Security Guard
Author: aqqwso

The two had enjoyed themselves enough before getting dressed and getting up. Xiaoya went to the door to get a paper bag and took out a pair of beautiful sandals. She asked Da Chou to sit on the bed and personally helped him try on the shoes. Da Chou was so moved he wanted to cry. For so many years, he had been like a lonely soul, with no one to care for him or ask about him. Now that someone cared about him, his heart was filled with warmth. It wasn't just Xiaoya, but also Qianhui, who was also a kind and affectionate woman. Although she might not love him back, he was already content.
Xiaoya smiled and said, "Xiaocong and I were on the street when we saw a clearance sale. Seeing so many people buying, I bought a pair too. Don't think they're bad."
Da Chou was moved and hugged Xiaoya tightly. He exclaimed, "My little wife is so good."
Xiaoya pouted and said, "What little wife? Do you have a first wife?"
Da Chou kissed her hard on the lips. With a "smack,"
Xiaoya closed her eyes and offered her cherry lips. Da Chou sucked on her fragrant tongue, his hands groping her delicate body. If Xiaoya hadn't pushed him away in time, the two might have gone at it again.
Before leaving, Da Chou offered to walk her back to school, but Xiao Ya refused. She told him to take good care of himself. Da Chou agreed, asking Xiao Ya to visit him more often.
Xiao Ya knew the specific meaning of "visit," and glared at him, scoffing, "It's best to avoid this place."
Da Chou's eyes widened, and he asked, puzzled, "What?"
Xiao Ya laughed, "This place is a wolf's den."
Da Chou laughed heartily, a truly happy laugh. He felt life was incredibly beautiful, as if he were basking in the bright sunshine.
The next day, he went to his workplace to say goodbye. The leaders all tried to persuade him to stay, looking very regretful. His colleagues and roommates wished him a bright future, success, and that he would soon marry a beautiful wife. They also agreed to have a farewell drink for him another day. Da Chou was very happy and hugged everyone.
Finally, he went to Qian Hui's office. This beauty was reading "The Song of Everlasting Regret." Two lines from the poem, "In heaven, we wish to be birds flying wing to wing; on earth, we wish to be trees with intertwined branches," stirred her heart and filled her with daydreams. She didn't think of her husband or lover, but of Da Chou. She recalled his silly, simple-minded manner, his prowess in bed, and her own pleasure. She was somewhat lost in thought.
Da Chou knocked on the door, bringing her back to her senses. He entered, and she was already sitting in her chair. Qian Hui in the office was beautiful, dignified, and elegant, with a touch of official arrogance. Today, this beauty had her long hair styled in an updo and wore light makeup. A well-fitting pink suit accentuated her full figure. The top was low-cut, revealing a glimpse of her bra.
Da Chou went to her desk and craned his neck to look inside her bra. Qian Hui clutched her chest and snapped, "Sit down!"
He acted like a leader.
Da Chou chuckled, went behind the desk, and hugged her. His hand groped inside her bra. Qianhui hurriedly pushed him away, cursing in a low voice, "Are you trying to kill me? What kind of place is this? An office! If someone sees this, it won't matter to you, but it will ruin my reputation."
Da Chou released her and sat down on the sofa next to her. He said, "It won't matter to me? You make it sound so easy. If word gets out, your husband will have someone kill me. Your lover will have to castrate me."
Qianhui glared at him and said, "You know that's good."
Qianhui stared at him and asked coldly, "Is this you saying goodbye to me? Not even saying goodbye to our relationship?"
Da Chou chuckled, "I also want to get away from you, but I can't bear to part with you." Qianhui
snorted, "What do I have that you can't bear to part with?"
Da Chou pointed to her mouth, then pointed to his lower body. Qianhui got angry, suddenly stood up, and exclaimed, "You can't bear to part with this?"
Da Chou came over and took her slender hand, saying softly, "My darling Qianhui, I was just joking. What I can't bear to part with the most is your care and tenderness, your gentleness. Every time I think of you, my heart feels so warm. Even if God makes me suffer more and endure more pain, as long as you're with me, I don't care about anything."
Qianhui looked at him, her eyes a little wet. She said, "I'm very satisfied with what you say. Don't you think I'm too promiscuous? Having relationships with three men at the same time."
Da Chou kissed her hand and said, "What's there to think? You have your reasons. Even if a beauty like you were with a hundred men at the same time, I wouldn't mind."
Qianhui chuckled and scolded, "Get lost, I'm not that promiscuous."
Da Chou said, "You're so cute in bed."
Qianhui covered his mouth and angrily said, "Don't say that." Da Chou knew she was pretending.
Qianhui asked, "Have you found a place to stay? If not, you can stay in this dormitory for now. It's my decision."
Dachou replied, "I've already found one."
Qianhui asked, "The rent must be very expensive, right?"
Dachou shook his head and said, "It's not rented; I borrowed it from someone else."
Qianhui asked how that happened. Dachou then explained the whole story in detail.
Qianhui laughed, "This is a steal for you. I think the house is yours."
Da Chou stared at her, "Why are you so sure?"
Qianhui leaned on the table, crossed her arms, and whispered, "You saved his life, so it's only right that he repays you. If he were an ordinary person, it wouldn't matter. But he's a tycoon, owning a car factory. For him, a few hundred thousand is like plucking a hair. It's just a house, why would he want it back?"
Da Chou said, "I really don't believe it."
Qianhui said, "If you don't believe me, that's easy. Let's make a bet. The loser treats. If I lose, I'll treat you to the best restaurant in the provincial capital. What about you?"
Da Chou grinned mischievously, "I'll treat you to bananas."
Qianhui blushed, stood up, and started punching Da Chou. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Da Chou grabbed her waist, pushed her down onto the sofa, and started kissing her face indiscriminately.
Qianhui cried out, "Let go quickly, someone might come in!"
Da Chou said, "I suddenly want you. I want you right now." It turned out that Da Chou, for some reason, remembered her affair with the factory manager in the office. He suddenly wanted to be with her there.
Seeing his serious expression, Qianhui had no choice but to say, "Let's go inside, quickly."
Da Chou pulled her up and followed her through a side door. The inner room had a wardrobe, a large mirror, a sofa, and a bed.
Da Chou placed her on the bed and kissed her. Qianhui stuck out her tongue, and Da Chou took it in and sucked hard. One hand reached under her skirt, into her panties, exploring her vulva. The beauty knowingly parted her legs; it was so hot inside! Da Chou inserted a finger into her opening, stirred it a few times, and water came out. His other hand joined in, undressing her and touching her breasts. Playing with her flesh, he teased her sensitive nipples from time to time.
In a short while, Qianhui became excited. Her soft moans were clearly audible. She pleaded, "Darling... hurry up... someone might come later... don't waste time!"
Da Chou thought about it, and realized it was true; this place was different from other places.
He told Qian Hui to stand up, hands on the bed, buttocks raised. He lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties. Her anus was dark red, a tight ring of wrinkled flesh. It was very attractive against the backdrop of her white buttocks. Looking at Qian Hui's private parts, sticky spring water had already soaked her red flower and black grass, sliding down her jade legs.
Da Chou also became aroused, pressing his hands against her buttocks, stretching out his tongue to thoroughly service the beauty's most beautiful double orifice with fiery passion and meticulous care. As soon as the spring water gushed out, he immediately sucked it up and swallowed it. The fishy smell carried a hint of fragrance. Qian Hui often bathed and wore perfume.
Qian Hui was so happy that her buttocks and slender waist moved wildly. If it weren't for the environment, she would have already shouted out loud, telling her beloved man how comfortable she was, letting him indulge in his vanity. Here, she could only suppress her emotions, daring only to moan softly.
Qianhui groaned, "Darling... hurry up and put it in... if you keep dragging this out... my husband... might not be able to... come..."
Da Chou dared not say any more. Without unzipping his pants, he only opened the zipper and pulled out his big gun; the big gun was red and throbbing. Da Chou
rubbed the glans against her anus a few times, then smeared some of her vaginal fluid on it, before thrusting it into her flesh hole with a plop.
Qianhui said passionately, "Good...so good...so hard...so long..."
Da Chou reached forward with both hands, grabbing a pair of breasts, and while thrusting his penis, asked with ill intent, "Is it good?"
Qianhui said, "Good." Da Chou
said, "Say it more clearly."
Qianhui said, "Darling, you're doing a really good job. You're making my whole body weak." Da
Chou was triumphant and rose up with great power. His large penis throbbed violently like a piston. The softness, tightness, wetness, and slipperiness of her vagina made his bones go numb. He loved this beauty to the extreme and pounded hard. His lower abdomen slapped his buttocks so loudly that it would have been heard if there hadn't been two doors between them.
Da Chou panted softly, and Qianhui moaned softly, fully enjoying the sweetness of lovemaking. They both felt that this was the greatest pleasure in life, and they both wished they could die in this bliss. Under Da Chou's onslaught, Qianhui reached orgasm first. Da Chou then thrust more than a hundred times and was also close to climaxing.
Qianhui said, "Don't shoot there. It'll get your clothes dirty. Come on, shoot here."
Da Chou pulled out his penis, and Qianhui squatted down, taking the wet glans into her mouth. She moved it around from time to time, licking, striking, rubbing, and rolling it with her sharp tongue. When she touched the tip of his penis, Da Chou couldn't hold back any longer and thrust forward into her mouth, giving the beauty every last drop of his thick semen. The beauty didn't mind at all, her face flushed, gazing affectionately at her beloved, swallowing it all after a few swallows. She cleaned his penis thoroughly and even pulled up her pants
before tidying herself up.
Da Chou was incredibly proud. In this office, he had his beloved beauty, and he was working with a section chief. The beauty served him so well. Being a man was truly wonderful. Who said I, Niu Da Chou, had a hard life? My first half of life might have been tough, but it seems that God will compensate me in the second half.
After a moment of tenderness, Da Chou said goodbye.
Qianhui said, "Call me often, come back to see me often." Da
Chou agreed and gave her his address. Qianhui had a good memory, but was afraid of making a mistake, so she wrote it down in her notebook.
Da Chou said, "You must come often." Qianhui
said, "I will come often so you can..." She stopped there.
Da Chou finished her sentence: "Let me fuck you."
Qianhui looked at him shyly and hit him.
Da Chou took the shuttle bus to the clothing market to report for duty. The manager told him to go to the fourth floor to sign in with Secretary Tie. When he entered the room, he thought all the newcomers were there. But there was only one woman sitting in the room. He looked up and saw it was Yang Xiaojun.
Da Chou said, "Aren't you surnamed Yang? Looks like I've come to the wrong room."
Xiaojun giggled and pointed to the seat next to her for him to sit down. She said, "You haven't come to the wrong room. Don't I look like a secretary?" She deliberately pretended to be refined and serious.
But her charming and coquettish manner was hard to hide, and Da Chou felt it was very pretentious. He couldn't help but laugh out loud. Xiao Jun laughed too. Her laughter was sweet and innocent, like a child's.
In her clear, charming voice, she explained, "This room belongs to Secretary Tie. She's on leave for the next few days, so I'm temporarily filling in. She'll be back at work soon."
Da Chou asked, "Why is her surname like that? It feels strange."
Xiao Jun reminded him, "If you see her again, it's best to stay away. Otherwise, you'll get sick."
Da Chou was taken aback and asked, "Does she carry germs?"
Xiao Jun gave him a mysterious smile and said, "Listen to me, it's good for you. Many people have gotten sick from it."
Da Chou asked again, "Are you familiar with her?"
Xiao Jun said, "I've known her for two years, and I see her almost every day. " "What's wrong?"
Da Chou said, "Since we're so close, why aren't you sick?"
Xiao Jun narrowed her bright eyes and said, "Because... I won't say now. You'll figure it out yourself later."
Xiao Jun stared at Da Chou with her big, dark eyes and praised, "You're very strong, almost as handsome as Chow Yun-fat."
Da Chou smiled and said, "I'm not as handsome as him."
Xiao Jun said, "I saw a movie he acted in yesterday, and he looked so cool. Especially when he was shooting with both hands, his face was full of heroic spirit. He was so cool. That's what a real man is."
Xiao Jun spoke with great enthusiasm.
Da Chou said, "Then your boyfriend must be just as cool."
Hearing this, Xiao Jun deflated like a punctured balloon. She sighed deeply, "Sigh! Don't mention him. If he could have even a tenth of Chow Yun-fat's looks and charisma, I would ask for nothing more in this life."
Da Chou thought to himself, if you're not satisfied, why are you still hanging around with him? But he said, "A boyfriend who can catch the eye of a pretty girl like Xiaojun must have something special about him."
Xiaojun pouted, and after a while said, "Let's talk about something else."
Da Chou asked, "Where are the new security guards?"
Xiaojun replied, "They're all waiting next door for Manager Sun."
Da Chou suddenly said, "Oh right, I promised to treat you to a meal yesterday."
Upon hearing this, Xiaojun beamed and said, "Yes, yes, that's right, I almost forgot. When are we going?"
Da Chou said, "After you get off work tonight." Xiaojun
said, "It's a promise. No backing out."
Da Chou said, "Let's pinky swear." He stretched out his finger.
The two smiled at each other and swore an amicable pinky swear. Da Chou observed her hands; they were bigger than Xiaoya's, but not as white as Qianhui's.
But the shape of her hands was perfect, with all ten fingers pointed. Her nails were also painted with red oil.
Xiao Jun, seeing him staring blankly at her hands, asked, "Are my hands ugly?"
Da Chou laughed, "Who said that? They're very beautiful. Didn't you see how mesmerized I was?"
Xiao Jun was delighted, her smile widening, and said happily, "I like it when you say that. My hands are very smooth. If you don't believe me, feel them." She generously extended her hand.
Da Chou didn't stand on ceremony, taking her hand with one hand and gently stroking her with the other, carefully feeling her from all angles. Indeed, they were soft and smooth.
Da Chou's thoughts drifted away from her hands. His lower body suddenly hardened.
Xiao Jun said, "I'm not lying to you. I'd get angry if other people touched me like that. But I won't get angry with you. You're a good person."
Da Chou realized he had been a bit rude and reluctantly let go of her hand. Looking at Xiao Jun, her face flushed, she exuded charm. Da Chou could hear his heart pounding.
The morning passed quickly with a medical check-up, receiving uniforms, and a speech from the boss. Tomorrow was the official start of work. Da Chou slept comfortably in his "home." He didn't get up until four o'clock. After tidying up a bit, he went downstairs to find a restaurant. He chose a mid-range one and asked for a private room, but he didn't order any dishes.
At 4:30 sharp, he called Xiaojun, and her charming voice came through: "I'm coming right away."
About twenty minutes later, Xiaojun arrived. She came with a man.
Da Chou thought to himself, "Is this her boyfriend?" He looked like a skinny monkey, with a pale face, sunken cheeks, and wore a pair of huge glasses. The lenses were as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle. This guy's appearance was just as bad as Da Chou's.
Xiaojun didn't introduce him, but asked Da Chou, "Were you waiting long? I was waiting for him." Without even looking at the man, she sat down first. The man seemed used to it, remaining very calm, nodding to Da Chou before sitting down next to Xiaojun.
Da Chou looked at Xiaojun and asked, "What's this brother's name? Aren't you going to introduce him?"
Xiaojun had no choice but to stand up and say, "His name is Sun Zidu. This is Niu Da Chou, my new colleague."
Da Chou extended his hand, and the two shook hands tightly.
Zidu introduced himself, "I'm Xiaojun's boyfriend. Please take good care of her in the clothing market, Brother Niu."
Xiaojun was clearly unhappy with the "boyfriend" title, scoffing, "With your dad's protection, who dares to bully me? Unless that person wants to die."
Da Chou, puzzled, asked Zidu, "Who is your father?"
"His name is Sun Mantang."
Isn't that the boss of our clothing market? In an instant, he understood many things. He smiled, "So you're our boss's son. My apologies." Zidu's face showed a hint of smugness.
Everyone ordered food and good wine. After chatting for a while, they began to drink. Zidu wasn't a big drinker; after two bottles, his face turned red, and his vision blurred. Xiaojun stood out remarkably; she drank three bottles with Da Chou and three with him, without any problem. This impressed Da Chou.
Xiaojun's face was only slightly red, but she was very unhappy. She had told him beforehand not to say anything carelessly, but he still did. "That's infuriating! I'll get him later." She glared at him as she drank. Zidu noticed, smiled at her, and felt a little flustered.
When it was almost time, Xiaojun gave Zidu a wink, and Zidu stared at her blankly, confused.
Xiaojun reminded him, "What did I tell you before we came? Think about it." She tapped his head, knocking his glasses askew. He finally remembered he was supposed to settle accounts. He quickly stood up and started to walk out. Although his steps were a little unsteady, he didn't fall.
Da Chou, puzzled, asked, "What's wrong with him?"
Xiaojun laughed, "Never mind him. Let's drink."
Da Chou saw Xiaojun's flushed face and sparkling eyes. Compared to Qianhui and Xiaoya, she had a different kind of charm, and he was momentarily stunned.
Xiaojun said, "Let's have a toast together, how about it?"
Da Chou readily agreed. The two leaned closer, stretched out their arms, linked them in the crook of their arms, then bent their forearms back and downed a toast in one gulp.
Da Chou, full of confidence, teased her, "Now that you've finished the nuptial wine, shouldn't you go to the bridal chamber?"
Xiao Jun pointed to the door of the private room and chuckled, "If he agrees, we'll go in."
Just then, Zi Du came in from outside, asking in a muffled voice, "What's the matter? Why are you so happy?"
Xiao Jun said, "Brother Niu said he felt bad that you treated him. He wants to treat you next time."
Zi Du chuckled, "Then I'll definitely come. I really mean it."
Da Chou then realized that he had gone to settle accounts. This Xiao Jun really knows how to amuse people. Looking at Xiao Jun, he had a smug look on his face. Xiao Jun smiled at him, thinking, "Why did I bring him here today if I wasn't going to let him settle accounts? He's just
getting in the way." The three of them went out. Seeing that Zi Du was a little unsteady, Da Chou supported him. Xiao Jun felt bad, so she had to go forward and support him herself.
Da Chou said, "Let me take you back."
Xiao Jun said, "I can manage on my own. I'll take him back. You should go home and rest early too."
She hailed a taxi and helped him in. She closed the door. In the darkness, she kissed Da Chou on the cheek before getting into the car and waving goodbye. Her eyes shone with tenderness.
Da Chou waved blankly, watching the car drive away. He touched the spot where Xiao Jun had kissed him, feeling a warm current flow through his heart. The warmth spread, reaching every pore of his body, bringing comfort.

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