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"Youthful Sexual Affairs: The Erotic Past of a Post-80s Generation" - Chapter 49: The First Green Hat 

Seeing Lin Qing's serious expression, Chen Jing couldn't help but giggle, her firm breasts trembling in alluring waves, attracting Lin Qing's gaze.
Seeing Lin Qing staring at her chest, Chen Jing blushed slightly, took a step forward, and placed her hand in his.
"Such smooth little hands."
Lin Qing praised it with an exaggerated expression, feeling the cool and smooth sensation coming from her hands.
"You idiot, are you still going to jump or not?"
Chen Jing stamped her feet lightly in embarrassment and anger. Lin Qing put his arm around her slender waist, which was almost too thin, and clearly felt her delicate body tremble slightly. He gently led her down to the dance floor.
Chen Jing really can't dance. In just one short song, she stepped on Lin Qing's feet four or five times. Seeing his grimacing pain, her gentle eyes were filled with apology.
"It's okay, it's normal at first, it will get better gradually."
Lin Qing comforted her.
"Then you have to teach me."
Chen Jing started to act coquettishly.
"Okay, I'll only dance with you every day, alright?"
As they danced, they chatted about all sorts of things. Chen Jing told Lin Qing that after graduating from junior high school, she only got into a vocational high school because of her poor grades. After a little over a year, she went to take over her father's job. Because she had nothing to do without the pressure of studying, she came to the dance hall to kill time.
Gradually, Lin Qing discovered that she was very sincere, cheerful, and understanding.
Winter break has begun, and Lin Qing's winter feels warmer because of Chen Jing's presence. Wang Yi hasn't shown up at the dance hall since. They go to the dance hall to dance every night, and Lin Qing has completely forgotten about seeing Wang Yi again.
During the day, Lin Qing usually stayed at Sun Cheng's house, sometimes taking Chen Jing there to play. That's how Chen Jing got to know Sun Cheng. After going a few times, Chen Jing suddenly stopped going there to see Lin Qing, and she refused Lin Qing's invitations to go to Sun Cheng's house several times.
Why don't you want to play with me during the day?
Lin Qing leaned back on a bench in the ballroom, took Chen Jing's hand, and asked, "Sun Cheng's eyes are too lecherous, I'm a little scared."
She gently swayed her long, crossed legs and whispered.
"What are you afraid of? You're my girlfriend. He wouldn't dare to take advantage of you. It's okay."
Lin Qing didn't take it seriously at all, but she never expected that something would really happen.
They were chatting idly in a corner of the dance hall when, somehow, the conversation turned to Lin Qing's ex-girlfriend. After a while, Chen Jing suddenly said shyly, "I don't want to hear about this. I'm jealous."
Lin Qing chuckled. 'So she's already fallen for me.' 'Okay, enough talk, let's dance.'
He took her hand and led her onto the dance floor.
Chen Jing rested her head on Lin Qing's shoulder, looked up at him, and Lin Qing gently kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes contentedly, said nothing, and gently rubbed her small hand in his palm.
Two days later, they arranged to meet at Sun Cheng's house. However, on the way there, Lin Qing ran into some old friends who dragged him to drink. Unexpectedly, something happened that Lin Qing still feels guilty about to this day.
That day, Lin Qing got extremely drunk amidst the enthusiasm of his old friends, and didn't even know how he got home. The next day, after sobering up, he went to Sun Cheng's house again, only to find that Sun Cheng's eyes were darting around. When he asked if Chen Jing had come the day before, Sun Cheng's usually fluent words became hesitant and he couldn't say anything for a long time.
At the time, Lin Qing vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it. That night, he didn't see Chen Jing at the dance hall, and even Sun Cheng didn't come. The next afternoon, he went to Sun Cheng's house again. The door, which was never locked, was locked today. He knocked on the door hard.
Who is it?
Grandma Sun's voice came from inside the door, "That's not right, they never lock the door when someone's home." After a while, the door opened, and Lin Qing saw Chen Jing sitting on the sofa with a flushed face and disheveled clothes as soon as he entered the room. Sun Cheng greeted him with an awkward smile on his face.
Lin Qing immediately understood, "Fine, Chengzi, what a mess you've made behind my back."
He said angrily.
Chen Jing lowered her head in shame, while Sun Cheng avoided Lin Qing's gaze, still stubbornly insisting, "I didn't hear you say she's your girlfriend!"
Lin Qing glared at him, turned and left. Sun Cheng hurriedly chased after him to the door, saying, "Lin Qing, don't be like this. Is it really necessary? She's just a girl. Brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes!"
'Fuck you, you say this after you slept with my woman? Let's see what you say when I get the chance to sleep with your woman!' Lin Qing thought to himself, but said with a slightly mocking tone, 'Fuck, I haven't even slept with her yet, and you've already done it?'
Seeing that Lin Qing's expression had softened, Sun Cheng chuckled wickedly and said, "You were too slow. I thought you had already slept with her. But I got lucky; she's still a virgin. I'm the one who deflowered her."
A smug look appeared on his face as he spoke.
'Look at your pathetic self, I'll get my revenge someday.' Lin Qing secretly made up his mind. 'Alright, you can go back now. Don't leave her feeling neglected. I'm going home.'
"Don't go, come inside and wait a while."
"Damn, are you going to put on a live show?"
Lin Qing smiled, shook his head, and left.

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