fog

The

summer heat is perfect for a nap, a chance to study hard and have a good year ahead. After years of hard work, I finally got into a national university, officially ending my years of exams.

To be honest, university life is indeed colorful. Even during freshman orientation, I could see the caring eyes of the upperclassmen. Of course, they didn't care about me; they were already flitting around the girls.

There were always one or two really beautiful girls in the class, surrounded by admirers. They were the center of attention. When it got cold, someone would tell them to wear more clothes; on their birthdays, they would receive countless gifts. Not to mention, they always had someone to help them with their assignments. Although I couldn't stand it, I could only helplessly watch. After all, my mom made me ugly.

Perhaps my confidence was damaged, so I mostly stayed quiet and never interacted with the girls in my class. I skipped classes frequently, and hardly anyone in the class knew me. I was quite carefree, though. A few days passed in a daze. Then, the general affairs officer asked me for 300 yuan. I didn't ask any questions and just handed it over like the other students. Later, I found out I'd been tricked into paying for the orientation camp. Since I'd been tricked, of course I had to go, otherwise I'd be at a huge loss. Luckily, it was in Pinglin. Finding a place to fish and have a barbecue would be quite pleasant.

The much-anticipated orientation camp, which I was reluctantly going to, began. On the way from Hsinchu to Pinglin, the eager upperclassmen had already spotted several of my classmates. Luckily, I had brought a fishing rod. I set up my gear and looked at the scenery, so it wasn't too boring.

As soon as I arrived at the campsite, after finding out the meal times, I immediately grabbed my fishing rod and headed towards the less crowded waterside. For some reason, fishing in Pinglin is particularly difficult. After several hours, I've only caught three or four fish. To make matters worse, three girls, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, started playing in the water near me. Seeing that I couldn't fish properly, I figured I might as well look at some pretty girls; if I accidentally exposed myself, the loss of the fish would be even.

These three girls looked like they were from my class. I hadn't attended many classes with them, so I couldn't tell them apart, but I was certain one of them was the class beauty. Huh? How did she escape the older students' harassment and come to play in the water? She usually wouldn't even give a second glance to an ugly boy, and she always walks with her head held high. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. Was she spoiled? Even when someone was fishing, she would come over and bother them! And today the wind wasn't strong enough to blow her skirt up; I wouldn't be able to make a profit!

Somehow, the three of them started a water fight not far from me, and even the last two or three fearless little fish swam away. I had no choice but to reluctantly pick up my fishing rod and try to find a quieter spot. "Help! Someone's drowning!" I turned around and, oh my god, the prettiest girl in our class had fallen into the water. It was at least five or six hundred meters from the camp, so I had no choice but to jump in. I put down my fishing rod, didn't even have time to take off my clothes, and jumped in with a splash.

After finally swimming over, she suddenly grabbed me tightly, almost dragging me in. Remembering what my dad had once said—that when rescuing someone drowning, you must knock them unconscious first to avoid being pulled down and drowning yourself—I acted decisively and punched her hard on the head. I didn't even know where I hit her, but I knew she was incredibly tough; it took three or five punches to knock her out. When I got ashore, several male classmates had already run over and pulled her out of the water.

"Hey! Why did you knock her out?" one of the brave seniors said angrily.

"Damn it! You saw it yourself, she grabbed people randomly, did she expect me to drown with her?" I grew angrier the more I thought about it, and without looking back, I went to find my fishing rod. The world is going to the dogs!

Who was volunteering to grope her again? She wasn't suffocating or stopped breathing, yet they wanted to perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation! These people... oh well!

So the entire orientation camp was spent in my rage. The class beauty didn't even say "thank you." I should have just let her drink more water before trying to save her. Only one or two good classmates tried to calm me down and tell me not to stoop to their level. Luckily, I punched her a few times, turning her into a panda, and thinking about it, I wasn't so angry anymore.

From then on, the class returned to peace. I skipped class as usual, and the flies were still buzzing around.

After the midterms, the class held a glutinous rice ball party. As long as there was food, I naturally wouldn't hesitate to eat first. The thought of getting something for nothing made me excited.

On the day of the Tangyuan Festival, the wind was strong and a light drizzle was falling—perfect weather for eating Tangyuan. I ate some in the classroom for a while, but it got too noisy, so I took a big bowl and ate it outside. I often wondered if I was too withdrawn and distant from everyone. Whenever things got lively, I always felt uncomfortable hiding alone, and thinking about it made me feel helpless and a little lonely.

"Sam," someone tapped me on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, is something wrong?" I turned around and saw it was the class beauty.
"Did you take advantage of me on the camping trip?" she asked maliciously.

"What do you mean?" I asked, surprised.

"Otherwise, why would you knock me unconscious?"

"Hey, you were struggling so hard, and you were grabbing me and preventing me from swimming. If I hadn't knocked you unconscious, we would both be dead

! No good deed goes unpunished!" I was clearly getting angry, and my tone became harsh.

"I'm sorry... I always thought you were taking advantage of me..." she said softly, head down, face flushed.

"It's alright, it's nothing. By the way, what's your name?" I suddenly realized I didn't know her name.

She was clearly incredulous that someone in the class didn't know her name. "My name is Chen Yuting, you can call

me Tingting from now on."

"Oh!"

"I'm so sorry, I haven't even thanked you yet, and I've already suspected you.

How about I treat you to a movie on Sunday as an apology?"

"I'm sorry, I don't like watching movies..." I really don't like watching movies, and if I get involved with her, I'll definitely become the public enemy of the department.

"Then I'll treat you to a late-night snack later!" Tingting was obviously very sincere.

"Okay! What else is there to say when there's food!" But saying it was one thing, after I finished eating, I found a chance to sneak back home. Anyway

,

it was raining outside, did I have to ride my motorcycle out to eat?

I forgot my umbrella, but luckily the rain wasn't heavy. I planned to walk back to my place slowly, take a shower, watch some TV, and then go to sleep.

"Hey!" Oh no, Tingting actually caught up with me.

"Why didn't you keep your promise and just ran off by yourself?" she said, shielding me

from the rain with her umbrella. "I'm sorry, I saw it was raining outside, and I felt bad troubling you to treat me to dinner, so I thought I'd go ahead."

"Do you hate me?"

"No, it's just that you don't need anyone to take care of you, and you don't need me either, so why bother you like a fly?"

"Sigh... there are some things you don't know..." she said softly, lowering her head.

"What else are you planning to do, Grandma? You can't just ride your motorcycle in the rain, can you?" I said innocently.

"Then let's do it another day. You didn't bring an umbrella, so I'll take you home."
"Okay, anyway, I live not far from school."

As we walked, we arrived at my place, and I had to be polite and offer her a cup of tea. Upon arriving at our accommodation, I suddenly realized my rented room was too messy, so I left her in the living room.

"Sam, why didn't you invite me to your room?"
"My room is too messy, I'm embarrassed to let you see..."

"It's alright, just let me see..."

I thought about it, and decided to let her come to my room. My room was indeed quite messy, and Tingting frowned, looking incredulous.

"I'll tidy up for you," Tingting said, starting to tidy my desk. I was quite happy to be there, and went to make coffee to treat her later. I wasn't planning on pursuing her, so letting her tidy up wasn't a big deal.

She tidied up for about half an hour, and finally, we could sit down and relax.

"You have to tidy up yourself next time!"

"Wow, you really look like Mom!"

Looking closely, Tingting wasn't exactly beautiful, but she had an indescribable femininity. Long hair and a well-fitting dress made her look like a little princess. Her soft voice, combined with her gestures, was incredibly attractive. No wonder so many people were infatuated with her! I shouldn't even think about pursuing someone like her! Thinking this, I became lazy and got up to walk her back to the girls' dormitory.

Tingting seemed to have thought of something. "There's a welcome dance on Thursday, do you want to go?"

"I can't dance, what would I do there?"

"It'd be good to have some fun!"

"Okay!" I casually agreed, pushing her towards the girls' dormitory before running off. On the way back, my mind was filled with regret. I blamed myself for not taking advantage of her being knocked unconscious. Surely she wouldn't warn me every time she was about to drown?

On the day of the dance, everyone was dressed beautifully. I had never danced before, so I could only squat on the sidelines, munching on snacks. Beautiful music was playing, but I hated being a dance newbie. The girls were already being targeted by some girls, and even if I wanted to find someone to dance with, I had to get through a thick circle of people. Being a wallflower was really painful. Watching everyone go in pairs while I could only chat with a few single girls and eat snacks, I thought, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have come." A wave of sadness washed over me, and I just wanted to leave as soon as possible. I ran over and made myself a strong cocktail, intending to drink it on my way back. The slow dance time was over, and everyone had retreated to the sidelines, making it difficult to find a way out.

"Sam, why are you all alone over there? Why don't you find someone to dance with?" Tingting ran over and patted me on the shoulder.

"I told you I can't dance, so I'll just eat more and try to make up for it."

"I'll teach you!"

"Okay!" I quickly downed the cocktail, put the glass down, and dragged Tingting to dance the slow dance. Tingting was clearly a beginner herself, barely able to dance, yet she was teaching me. We stomped around, laughing hysterically. Perhaps the alcohol was too strong, but I felt incredibly hot. It was impossible for me to give up what I'd finally gotten my hands on. "It's so hot here, want to go for a walk?" I tentatively asked Tingting. Still half-asleep, I didn't pay attention to whether she wanted to or not, and we headed outside.

I never intended to pursue her, so I dared to say anything, chatting about everything under the sun, even playfully bickering occasionally. For some reason, I felt her hand on my left shoulder was incredibly heavy. I instinctively pulled her hand away, but perhaps because I'd had too much to drink, I became unusually bold and simply held on tightly.

She seemed to sense something was amiss and suddenly fell silent. The atmosphere froze, a moment of utter silence filled the air, broken only by the sounds of the wind and frogs. I had never held a girl's hand like this before. I felt a warm current flow through my hand and my entire body, and slowly, even my steps became unsteady. A strange feeling welled up inside me. Turning to look at her, Tingting had her head down, lost in thought. I could feel my hand, which was trembling and sweating profusely, gripping her.

We walked to the edge of Songhu Lake and found a stone bench to sit on. At this moment, Tingting, blushing and head bowed, was incredibly shy. I was captivated by her beauty, and a thought that had been hidden deep in my heart burst out: "Tingting, you're so beautiful!" Hearing this, Tingting softly leaned against my shoulder. My heart fluttered, and I was unsure whether to pursue her. At that moment, words were superfluous. We quietly watched the night sky, listened to the sounds of insects and frogs, and spent a happy night.

Holding hands was enough; why force it and make her unhappy?
The

happy second day arrived. I went to my Chinese class specifically to see Tingting. However, she seemed somewhat cold towards me, making me very uncomfortable. Thinking about it, I wasn't exactly a handsome guy, and our encounter at the dance was somewhat accidental. Given her qualities, she was definitely not my type. After class, a handsome upperclassman came to ask her out, but I didn't want to make a fool of myself, so I skipped class and went home after the second period.

Calm down and think about it. Tingting is just pretty, cheerful, and likable. Someone like her is simply beyond my reach, so why force it? Being able to sneak a peek is already lucky. I'm still me, and I just want to be myself, laughing when I'm happy and crying when I'm sad. Thinking about it, I'm at peace.

In the evening, I was making coffee when the phone rang.
"Hello, this is Sam. Who are you looking for?"

A familiar voice came from the other end: "This is Tingting...you seem unhappy today."

"No...it's nothing, I'm just not feeling well..." Actually, it wasn't physical discomfort, but rather a feeling of unease. "

Then I'll come over and see you. I'll be there in a bit!"

"Okay!" I hung up.

Sigh, sometimes I can't tell if I like her or what. When I can't see her, I miss her; when I see her, I don't want to see her. This time she came over; I really don't know if she likes me or if it's just because I accidentally saved her. Tingting has never expressed liking me; she only owes me a favor. Even if I force her to accept it, she'll do it unwillingly, so it's better not to. Not to? Easier said than done... Lost

in thought, she arrived. Entering my room, she started tidying up without a word.

"Why do you like tidying up so much, Grandma?" I asked curiously.
"I don't know, I just feel like tidying up when it's messy... You're like a naughty child, not tidying up properly."

I was a little angry. It wasn't me forcing her, but she was tidying up for me, so I felt bad saying anything.

"I'm so sorry, I was a little out of line at the dance the other day."

"Really?" As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to realize something was wrong, lowering her head as if lost in thought. Then she added, "I don't like people who lack confidence!"

I was confused. Was she implying I should be more proactive, or was she implying I shouldn't try anything funny? Lost in thought, I felt a mix of joy and sorrow, anxious and uncertain.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked as she tidied up.

"I'm very grateful to Grandma for tidying up for me. I just happened to know how to swim and accidentally saved you. It doesn't seem like I need to trouble you to tidy up my room. I'll tidy up myself in a bit. Would you like a cup of coffee first?"

"Sure." Despite saying that, Tingting stopped tidying up after she had almost finished.

"By the way, are you feeling unwell?"

I was startled by her question. "I...I'm just...feeling a little unwell..."

Tingting seemed to understand and said cutely, "Oh! Jealous! Shame on you!"

I felt a little annoyed: "Let's go for a walk around the school!"
"Okay!"

As we walked out, I thought that at worst I'd get scolded, and Tingting wouldn't make a fuss about it everywhere, so I took her hand and we walked together. Tingting didn't seem to object and continued to chat and laugh with me.

"Has Grandma ever held a boy's hand and walked like this before?"
She pinched my cheek with her hand. "You're lucky, you're the first! What about you?"

"I'm unlucky, Grandma is the first!"

A little while later, the two of them went to sit by the lake again. I put my left arm around her waist, letting her lean against me, and we chatted while looking at the night view.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too good, because without realizing it, I had my arms wrapped around her waist, and with a gentle pull, Tingting rested her head on my right arm, lying on her side in my arms. I felt a powerful attraction drawing me in, and unconsciously lowered my head, pressing my hot lips tightly against hers.

Tingting trembled, trying to push me away, but it was too late. I had never kissed a girl before, and all I felt was a warm, smooth sensation, my mind went blank, and Tingting's resistance weakened until she finally slumped softly in my arms.

When I came to my senses, Tingting had her eyes closed, her face flushed, looking exceptionally beautiful in the dim night. I couldn't help but hold her tightly, whispering in her ear, "I love you so much..." Waves of warmth washed over me, and when we were about to leave, we were both trembling, staggering and supporting each other as we made our way back.

When we arrived at the girls' dormitory, it was indeed packed with people as usual. Tingting walked in, constantly turning back to look at me. Suddenly, she ran out again, pulled me to a tree diagonally opposite the dormitory, hugged me tightly, and said, "Kiss me!"

We kissed for what seemed like an eternity before Tingting whispered in my ear, "You're so handsome!" and ran into the girls' dormitory without looking back.

Strange, besides my mom, she was the second person to say I was handsome; countless others had said I was ugly. It seems beauty and ugliness aren't absolute; if someone likes you, they're beautiful.

The next day, of course, I had to go to class. Staying home thinking about her was less appealing than going to see her. As soon as I stepped into the classroom, a group of male classmates immediately surrounded me. Apparently, the notorious swindler from yesterday had been seen by him, and he'd described it vividly—it was now common knowledge. Jealous glances were constantly cast at me, and curious questions swirled around, making me incredibly embarrassed. Tingting, however, remained calm and unmoved. Of course... A few persistent flies still buzzed around, hoping to turn the tide and steal her away. Clearly, I had to push harder to avoid any mishaps!

A few days later, on Saturday, we stayed out too late at a pub, so she had to sleep at my place. Of course, beforehand, we had to agree on three rules: I had to sleep on the floor.

In late autumn, the floor was chilly and not comfortable to sleep on. I huddled on the floor, shivering uncontrollably, even my voice trembling.

Tingting obviously noticed: "Are you... alright?"
"I... I'm fine... I can manage..."

"You should come to bed, don't catch a cold, but you can't sneak up on me!"

"Okay!" I hurriedly crawled into bed, only to hear a soft "Ah!" My hands and feet were ice-cold, startling her.

"Poor thing, so cold, let me hug you..." Tingting said with concern. However, this was the first time the two of them had hugged each other in bed. My little brother couldn't hold on any longer and stood up, accidentally bumping into her. She reached out and touched it, "What's that?" Suddenly realizing something, she blushed and hid in my arms... Sigh, I told you not to move around so

much! Having the chance to share a bed, of course I couldn't let it slip by...

The End...

Wu iv

Tingting nestled in my arms, giving me a feeling of fullness. Especially in late autumn, with unpredictable weather and chilly nights, the two of us snuggled under the covers, feeling warm and content as if in spring.

Perhaps it was because we were hugging, the warmth made Tingting's face flushed, and with a bit of sleepiness, her lazy little face was even more endearing. We hugged each other tightly, and I wanted to hold her close, to pull her into my heart.

I rolled over, pressing my upper body against hers, our faces close together. The faint scent of soap was intoxicating. Her moist lips, thin and soft, resembled dew-kissed flowers. I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss her, feeling incredibly happy and content. I wished for this day every year, every year like this.

Tingting loved being kissed; she always closed her eyes, her face filled with bliss, and she never complained that I kissed her for too long. I don't know how long we lingered before slowly separating. I began to notice her snow-white neck and beautiful shoulders, gently stroking them, causing Tingting to tremble.

Tingting was about my height, so whether I hugged her, kissed her, or whispered sweet nothings in her ear, the height was just right, as if made for each other.

I gradually shifted my focus to Tingting's neck, gently rubbing it with my nose, occasionally kissing it, always eliciting a soft "Ah!" from her.

When I started licking her ear, Tingting was already delirious, making soft nasal sounds, and hugging me so tightly it was hard to breathe. My hands unconsciously found themselves grasping her breasts. Tingting's breasts weren't as large as I'd imagined; I couldn't tell through her clothes, but I could feel the fullness and elasticity beneath her bra. Tingting writhed under my caresses, her top writhing and pulling out of her pants.

I accidentally touched her stomach, startled, and without thinking, I lifted her top, revealing her snow-white body and the breasts I'd longed for. Tingting was wearing a small, girlish bra; though simple, it was still radiant and alluring in the dim light.

Tingting offered no resistance, allowing me to remove the last line of defense on her upper body. Her beautiful breasts were suddenly revealed before my eyes, leaving me breathless for a long time. My trembling hands gently cupped them as if protecting my most precious possession. Her delicate skin, tinged with a cherry-red hue, intoxicated me. I knew I owed her too much, and there was no turning back.

I gently pressed my cheek against her breasts, listening to her heartbeat, feeling indescribably content. Her breasts were warm and elastic, and although they didn't seem large, they still attracted me. I greedily sucked on them, eliciting moans from her. A surge of heat coursed through my body. I gazed at her tenderly, wanting to merge with her, never to be separated again.

I could no longer bear the burning passion. "Can I...?" I blurted out my desire without any rationality. Tingting didn't say a word. I hesitated for a moment, then began to take off her pants. Tingting lay there obediently, neither stopping me nor helping me, only closing her eyes and trembling. Soon, both of us were completely naked. This was the first time I had seen her so unreserved.

Tingting had a slender waist, straight and shapely legs, and a pert, pointed bottom. Her ankles were delicate and beautiful; just holding them felt wonderful, making you forget everything and want to kiss them. Tingting kept moaning. It was the first time I realized how attractive a girl's ankles could be.

Her pubic hair was sparse and soft, and her labia minora were moist and faintly visible, shimmering like two dewy petals under the light.

I lay on top of her, and when my penis touched her vulva, I realized that Tingting was already soaking wet. Her vulva was hot and slippery, and my penis slid comfortably between her labia, the sound of soft, flowing water faintly audible.

Suddenly remembering what was about to happen, a nameless fear surged into my heart; morality, responsibility, and the infinite unknown weighed me down, making it hard to breathe. "Grandma... are you scared?"

Tingting nodded and whispered, "Be... gentle..." Her fear was palpable. We hugged tightly. I used my right hand to guide my penis, struggling to find the crevice between her wet, slippery slits. With a slight push, Tingting cried out, "It hurts... be gentle..." So I had no choice but to leave it there, constantly kissing Tingting with my lips. When she wasn't paying attention, I pushed hard. "Ah!" Tingting screamed, clinging tightly to me, her face contorted with pain. I don't know how much I went in; I only felt Tingting's extremely contracted vagina, squeezing me so painfully that it was impossible to go any further.

Seeing Tingting in so much pain, I felt a pang of heartache, and I wanted to cry. But now I was caught in a dilemma, like an arrow on a bowstring, and had no choice but to release it. I kept kissing her, caressing her with my hands, trying to distract her, and then slowly inserted my entire penis into her vagina. I could even feel her tight vaginal muscles pulsating.

The End...

Her wet ,

slippery flesh, as if terrified, gripped my most sensitive spot tightly; sweat crisscrossed her snow-white body, leaving intricate patterns. I don't know how much time passed before her body and emotions gradually calmed down.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked, a little worried.

She shook her head, and only then did I dare to slowly quicken my pace. At that moment, all I wanted was to escape as quickly as possible without hurting her, hoping she could adapt to my size soon so I could have more fun later.

However, my thoughts didn't last long before being overwhelmed by my rising lust...

Her vagina had gradually adapted; the initial dryness was gone. Although she would occasionally cry out in pain during penetration, there was no intense resistance. So I slowly increased the intensity of my movements, allowing my pent-up desire to build up. A surge of heat was already ready to erupt. Although I was extremely reluctant to end my first time so abruptly, I tried my best to restrain myself, but the torrent still burst forth, flooding her entire private area like a tide, flowing slowly down between her legs, scattering and rushing to Tingting's buttocks, soaking the sheets below.

Tingting lay weakly on the bed, panting heavily. Looking at her flushed face, I suddenly felt so close to her; she belonged to me!

After cleaning up the mess, we lay facing each other on the bed. I suddenly wondered, how could someone like me so easily win her heart?

"By the way, why did you fall for me?"

She tilted her head and thought for a moment. "I don't know, maybe you made me feel less wary!"

Postscript:

Many people have asked me how to win over a girl. I'm so ugly, what should I do? In fact, women look at men from a very different perspective than men look at women. Although girls also look at a man's appearance, it is not that important. As long as a boy treats people kindly and expresses himself, there will always be someone he likes. Blindly complaining will only make others look down on you and will not do you any good.

Many people often see some unattractive people with enviable girlfriends. I think it's because those people are not easy for girls to feel wary of!

Fog--Sequel (1)

Dating Tingting is indeed a happy thing. Tingting is always so lively, making people both love and hate her. In class, although everyone knows that she has a boyfriend, they are still very willing to get close to her. She is a very popular girl.

Tingting had several close friends who were inseparable in class. One was Ya Wen, who was short, and another was Shi Yun, another beauty in the class. Although Ya Wen wasn't pretty, she was very considerate and lovable. Shi Yun, on the other hand, was pretty and had a very interesting view on love. Whenever a more suitable person appeared, she would throw herself into their arms without hesitation. To this day, I still can't tell if it's good or bad. After all, everyone has the right to pursue happiness, and without the constraints of marriage, no one can force her not to change boyfriends.

Every day after class, Tingting would chat with them, and over time, I became one of them. However, after Ya Wen started dating someone from another school, everyone's relationship grew increasingly distant. I already had a beautiful girlfriend, Tingting, and I was usually quite carefree, so it didn't bother me much. But Tingting felt that they had forgotten their friends because of romance, which made her very unhappy. Seeing this, I could only try to cheer Tingting up by making up things, and after a while, it didn't bother her anymore.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. When Ya-wen and Shi-yun both broke up with their boyfriends, Ting-ting and I became their best confidants. Every day after class, the three of them would huddle around me, crying and complaining about their ex-boyfriends.

As a guy caught in the middle, I was driven crazy by their complaints. I had no choice but to hide to the side and be the best listener. However, I didn't like Shi-yun. Her two ex-boyfriends were all over the place. She thought one wasn't handsome enough, so she changed to a handsome one; then she thought he wasn't rich enough, so she changed to a handsome guy from medical school; and then that handsome guy from medical school was snatched away by a beautiful and rich heiress... I was very unhappy listening to her. She dumped too many guys, and finally got a good lesson. I hoped she would learn her lesson this time and stop complaining about men, as if men had to be both handsome and rich to be considered men.

Ya-wen is quite pitiful. Her boyfriend was initially good to her, but his parents always complained that she was too short, and with new competitors joining the fray, he eventually succumbed to another woman. I really feel sorry for him.

Things are sometimes unpredictable. Some girls don't know how to appreciate good men, blindly demanding that they be handsome and rich, neglecting the most important thing: whether the man is trustworthy. On the contrary, some of the less attractive boys around me seem like the ideal choice. Little do they know that handsome men attract many temptations, and many are fickle. Today he's chasing after a girl because of her beauty, but tomorrow he might be snatched away by someone even prettier. Many guys who think they're Don Juan the second are making the same mistake, leaving me speechless.

So I feel very sorry for Ya-wen, and Ting-ting seems to feel the same way, offering very kind words of comfort. I reluctantly went to coax Shi-yun. Shi-yun is really something, constantly bringing up questions about whether he's handsome or not, making Ya-wen, who has a serious inferiority complex, feel very uncomfortable.

Privately, Tingting and I shared the same thought: Shiyun was really not very likable. But since we were classmates, we were too embarrassed to say it outright. So Tingting came up with a brilliant idea: on Sundays, she would accompany Yawen shopping, and I would deal with the annoying Shiyun to avoid making Yawen feel uncomfortable. My original plan to have a big battle on Sunday had to be postponed indefinitely. These past few days, Tingting had been going back to the school dormitory to keep the two of them company every day, and I was getting so bored!

On Sunday, Tingting decided to go shopping. I don't like shopping, so I went to watch an MTV with Shiyun instead. Watching MTV doesn't require much talking; you just have to sit quietly and watch, which is convenient. I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased with myself for coming up with such a convenient method! Although

Shiyun claimed to be heartbroken, she was still wearing a skirt that was as short as it could possibly be, and a very fitted t-shirt that perfectly accentuated her bust. When I looked closely, aside from her unlikable personality, she was undeniably sexy and eye-catching. Bright eyes, beautiful face, you would never guess she is so realistic, it is hard to appreciate.

"Sam, what movie do you want to watch?"

"It doesn't matter, I watch anything. Today, breasts are the boss, so breasts can decide." I'm going to sleep anyway, so it doesn't matter what I watch.

So Shiyun chose an art film. I don't know what it is, but I'll watch it anyway. If it's not good, I can go to sleep!

Title: Fog--Sequel (3)

However, I was not very focused for the rest of the time. My mind was all messed up. Tingting is already a very good match, and I should ask for nothing more. But it is really hard not to be moved when a beautiful woman is in front of me.

On the way back, we didn't talk. Maybe the sudden intimacy made everyone feel awkward. Tingting usually doesn't come back from shopping until very late. I don't know how to pass the time.

When we got to my dorm, everyone was silent for a while. Shiyun seemed a bit lost too, and timidly asked me, "Are all you guys like this?"

I didn't know what she was asking. "What do you mean?"

"Do guys only get close to us for women's bodies?"
"I don't know, but you have a great figure and you're pretty. It's hard for guys not to have lustful thoughts when they see you!"

"Really? Why do so many of you manage to find good boyfriends?"
"Those people have a much better mindset than you, of course they can find good partners."
"Really?"

"Yes, you're picky, and he's picky too. Everyone likes the people you choose, so it's perfectly normal for him to be attracted to other girls. Think about it, if he can get you today, why can't he get someone better? If you meet someone better, you'll immediately switch, so why can't he?"

"But I'm a girl! Besides, he..."

"Girls need to be more discerning! You're not a child anymore; you have to be responsible for your actions. He didn't force you, so you can't do anything to him. The only thing that can restrain him is his moral compass. You've changed partners so many times before, hurting countless people, and it wasn't exactly appropriate. You have to accept the risks of choosing the right person. Rather than finding someone you're constantly worried about, it's better to find someone who truly appreciates you and treats you well." However, even as I said this, I realized I wasn't a good person either, having been inappropriately handsy with her. I also knew I really disliked her type and that it wouldn't lead to anything. Before criticizing her, I hadn't even reflected on myself; clearly, I was also in the wrong.

Thinking of this, I felt quite embarrassed and gently patted her. "It's alright, just be more careful next time. I hope you can meet someone better. Don't always judge people by their looks, okay? You're so beautiful, you'll definitely meet someone who cherishes you!"

Shiyun seemed a little better, nodded, and leaned against my lap, lying there obediently. I stroked her hair and looked at her face. Sigh! If it weren't for her personality, she would be a good choice. But I don't have much money, so I don't meet her needs.

"Sam, if you hadn't met Tingting, would you like me?"
I was stunned for a moment. It would be very difficult for me to like someone like her, and I didn't know how to answer.

"I knew I wasn't likable!"

"No, you're very attractive, it's just that our personalities don't quite match..." I kissed her cheek. "You're very beautiful! Don't overthink it."

I moved her to the cushion and then lay down beside her. I was groping her in the MTV just now, I wonder if she will tell Tingting, otherwise my life will definitely be difficult. Title: Fog--Sequel (2)

The decoration of that MTV is nice, although it is a bit expensive, but the pure European style is very charming; the door of the room is automatically locked from the inside, obviously it is a so-called "love room" type, I can come and watch it with Tingting next time.

I am not interested in the content of the film, but there are a lot of erotic scenes, the female lead has a good figure and is beautiful, it's just a pity that it only shows hair, not as exciting as porn. Moreover, there are some scary scenes from time to time. Before I knew it, Shiyun was leaning against me and holding my hand; she was fine, but I am a normal man. There are erotic scenes on one side and a beautiful woman next to me, holding my hand, it's just testing my willpower! Despite my thoughts, my left hand still involuntarily clung to Shiyun's waist, making me feel incredibly awkward. When someone was stabbed to death by the female supporting character with an ice pick, Shiyun suddenly cried out and jumped into my arms, startling me.

"Shiyun, don't be afraid..." I soothed her while secretly chuckling. Having already taken advantage of her, I decided to go all in and kiss her. Actually, looking closely, Shiyun was truly beautiful—long eyelashes, smooth skin, and a snow-white neck. What was truly striking was her stunning figure, surpassing even Tingting's, especially her shapely, pointed buttocks, which were incredibly arousing. However, Tingting's personality was much better than Shiyun's; she was cheerful and considerate, and aside from not having Shiyun's figure, she was also prettier.

So Shiyun openly snuggled in my arms watching an MTV, not caring that I was holding her. After a while, my body started to react, and my mind was only focused on how to take advantage of her. Unconsciously, I gradually moved my hands up and slowly wrapped my arms around her breasts. Her breathing became rapid, and she obviously realized something was wrong. But since she didn't object, I continued, restlessly touching her breasts. Apart from seeming a little uncomfortable at first, she didn't say anything. I didn't like her and didn't care if she was angry, so I was quite bold. Seeing that she didn't object to me touching her breasts, I directly pulled off her t-shirt and unhooked her bra. I thought to myself, so what if she's pretty? She still has to sleep with someone. She's picky about men, but she still ends up in my hands. A sense of conquering pleasure welled up inside me. I played with her breasts vigorously with both hands, and I became a little impatient. I simply rolled over and pressed myself against her, pulled up her skirt, and took off her panties without saying a word. Reaching out to touch, I found her private area was indeed wet, and I could feel something strange. The wet, slippery texture was quite intriguing. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was because her labia minora were unusually large and exposed. Wow! So sexy!

I didn't know if she was still a virgin, so I didn't dare to do anything rash. I could only gently probe with my finger, placing it near her vaginal opening. Surprisingly, she didn't cry out in pain, clearly not a virgin. No wonder

she was so open, going ahead and doing it so readily. Since that was the case, I certainly wouldn't let her off easily, indulging in playing with her most mysterious place. I leaned down and gently nuzzled her clitoris with my nose, licking it as well, causing her to tremble. Unlike Tingting, she didn't cry out, only breathing rapidly, and a

stream of vaginal fluid flowed out. I inserted a finger inside. Her vagina wasn't very tight, warm and wet. Upon closer inspection, I could even feel the folds inside her vagina. I lay down next to her, licking her nipples with my tongue and circling her vagina with my right middle finger. Her vaginal fluid kept seeping out along my finger; I thought the cushion she was sitting on must be soaked too. If the next customer is a man, he'll be really lucky!

Shiyun was probably too shy to let loose and could only make sounds without screaming. Under her tightly closed eyes, I wondered if she thought I was going too far? But that was not my concern.

Her breathing gradually increased and her body tensed up. After about ten minutes, she suddenly started to tremble as if she had a cramp, and her vagina started to twitch. I knew she had reached orgasm, so I stopped, gently hugged her, kissed her, and continued watching the rest of the movie. Title: Fog--Sequel (3)

However, I was not very focused for the rest of the time, and my mind was all messed up. Tingting is already a very good match, and I should ask for nothing more. But it is really hard not to be tempted by a beautiful woman.

On the way back, we remained silent. Perhaps the sudden intimacy made everyone feel awkward. Tingting usually doesn't come back from shopping until very late, and I don't know how to pass the time.

When we got to my dorm, everyone was silent for a while. Shiyun seemed a bit lost too, and timidly asked me, "Are all guys like this?"

I didn't know what she was asking. "What do you mean?"

"Do guys only get close to us for a woman's body?"
"I don't know, but you have a great figure and you're pretty. It's hard for guys not to be attracted to you!"

"Really? Why do so many of you manage to find good boyfriends?"
"Those guys have a much better mindset than you, of course they can find good partners."
"Really?"

"Yes, you're picky, and people are picky about you. Everyone likes the guys you choose, so it's perfectly normal for him to be attracted to other girls. Think about it, if he can get me today, why can't he get someone better? If I meet someone better, I'll immediately switch, so why can't he?"

"But I'm a girl! Besides, he's also..."

"Girls need to be more vigilant! I'm not a child anymore; I need to be responsible for my actions. He didn't force me, so there's nothing I can do to him. The only thing I can control is his moral compass. I've dated so many people before, hurting countless hearts, and it wasn't a perfect match. You have to accept the risks of choosing the right person. It's better to find someone who truly appreciates you and treats you well than someone you're constantly worried about."

Even so, I was also aware that I wasn't a good person, having gotten handsy with her. I also knew I really disliked people like her, and that it wouldn't lead to anything. Before criticizing her, I hadn't even reflected on my own actions; clearly, I was also at fault.

Thinking about this, I felt very embarrassed and gently patted her. "It's alright, be more careful next time. I hope you meet someone better. Don't always judge people by their appearance, okay? You're so beautiful, you'll definitely meet someone who cherishes you!"

Shiyun seemed a little better, nodded, and leaned against my lap, lying there obediently. I stroked her hair, looking at her face. Sigh! If it weren't for her personality, she would be a good choice. But I don't have much money, so I don't meet her needs.

"Sam, if you hadn't met Tingting, would you like me?"
I was stunned. It would be very difficult for me to like someone like her, and for a moment I didn't know how to answer.

"I knew I wasn't likable!"

"No, you're very attractive, it's just that your personality doesn't quite match mine..." I kissed her cheek. "You're very pretty! Don't overthink it."

I moved her to the cushion and then lay down next to her. I was groping her in the MTV earlier, I wonder if she'll tell Tingting, otherwise my life will definitely be difficult.

Title: Fog--Sequel (4)

Although my reason tells me I shouldn't betray Tingting, lying next to a beautiful woman is a cruel test for me; I have to find topics to talk about and resist her temptations, I feel my self-control is rapidly decreasing.

Shiyun seems to have a strange attraction, constantly tempting me to attack her, not to mention that I was groping her in the MTV earlier without stopping myself, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. Anyway, I've already done it, so I reached out and hugged Shiyun, gently stroking her back while kissing her cheek. Shiyun cooperated perfectly, placing her hands on my chest and resting her head on my shoulder like a docile lamb.

The connection between people is truly wondrous; when two people are silently facing each other, a magical feeling slowly spreads between them. Even if it weren't Tingting lying beside me, there was a sense of serene happiness. I gently lifted her face with my index finger, overwhelmed with emotion. I couldn't help but look down into her eyes, the tenderness of not long ago flooding my mind. A moment of bewilderment washed over me, and our lips intertwined, indistinguishable between Tingting and Shiyun.

Shiyun is a wonderful lover; she actively kisses and caresses me. Without my noticing, she had removed her outer garment, leaving only her white underwear; her jade-like skin, her voluptuous figure, and her passion like wildfire dazzled my eyes and melted my heart.

I removed my annoying outer garment and, with trembling hands, unhooked her bra. Her full, flawless breasts were revealed before my eyes, their firm curves and translucent skin so beautiful I dared not look directly at them, leaving me breathless. I pulled down her panties, revealing her completely naked beauty.

As I stood up to take off my own panties, she stopped me. She first kissed my penis with her face, then gently pulled them down, cupped them in her hands, and unexpectedly kissed them. I cried out "Ah!" Only then did she let me lie down, quite satisfied.

"You haven't let anyone kiss it, have you?"

I nodded, looking at her with great embarrassment. She seemed to realize something, throwing the clothes on the floor at my head, "Don't look!"

So I closed my eyes, and suddenly a jolt of electricity shot through my lower body and into my entire being. She clearly took it into her mouth, rubbing my glans in circles with her tongue. Warm currents surged through my body, melting me between her hot lips, blurring the lines between dream and reality.

When I opened my eyes, Shiyun was already sitting on top of me, her warm, juicy vagina moving up and down on my most sensitive spot. Slippery fluids flowed down my shaft; millions of sperm, with each thrust, accumulated energy to break free, finally bursting forth under her encouragement, rushing into the palace of life, filling every inch of her being. I held her tightly, enjoying unprecedented pleasure, wishing time would stand still forever.

Shiyun didn't stop until all the semen was drained, then lay on top of me, letting me hold her weakly. Drops of semen, unable to resist gravity, flowed down my stomach and onto the carpet. Exhausted, we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Title: Fog--Sequel (5)

Tingting didn't come back until evening, and Shiyun and I had just finished dinner. To be honest, I was very worried that Tingting would find something was wrong. Fortunately, Shiyun didn't say anything and chatted happily with everyone as if nothing had happened. Women's adaptability is really strong! However, after I sent them back, I was still feeling uneasy. To be honest, there was no way Shiyun and I could have a future.

Having a relationship with Shiyun was indeed an interesting thing. She had a good figure and was very romantic. She was a good lover, but her personality didn't suit me, so it was impossible for me to marry her. On the other hand, I also regretted it a bit. Tingting was really good to me, and I had no reason to be sorry to her. However, after that, Shiyun's attitude changed. She no longer complained about men like before. Maybe that was a good thing!

So, everyday life became much more interesting. When Tingting was around, she was the boss. But if Tingting went out or went home that day, Shiyun would come over to keep me company, letting me enjoy her company to the fullest. Shiyun and I also had an unspoken agreement not to tell Tingting about our relationship. But I couldn't just be nice to Shiyun; I also had to be nice to Yawen, lest the observant woman notice something was amiss.

However, Yawen's mood remained unstable; she clearly couldn't let go of her ex-boyfriend. Before we knew it, winter break had arrived. Tingting and Shiyun lived in the south and had to go back home, leaving only Yawen and me at school. The heavy responsibility of cheering her up fell solely on my shoulders.

One evening, when I was taking Yawen home, she suddenly asked me to spend more time with her and find a quiet place on campus. So, we went to the rooftop of the department office, where we could chat and enjoy the night view of the school.

At night, the school, stripped of its concrete exterior from the daytime, possessed a mysterious beauty, an environment that easily stirred up all sorts of fantasies. Ya-Wen seemed to be affected as well, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing; when she cried, she was so pitiful, and when she laughed, she was as bright and cheerful as a summer sky, deeply influencing my emotions.

The winter wind was strong, and I saw that she seemed cold. "It's cold, do you want to go back?"

She shook her head, "I want to stay a little longer..."

I had no choice but to take off my coat and gently put it on her. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand and cried.

I patted her back, "Cry, crying will make you feel better..." In fact, I am very afraid of girls crying; she sobbed in my arms, which hurt my heart and disturbed my thoughts. She was so petite and pitiful, and I couldn't help but lower my head and gently kiss away the tears on her eyes.

She looked up, "You'll be cold, let's go back..."
How sweet! I couldn't help but kiss her, and the two of us hugged each other tightly.

"It's late, let's go back!" I took her hand and walked her back to her dormitory. I didn't expect it to be past 1 a.m., and the dormitory had already closed. I had no choice but to let her come to my place.

In the middle of the night, the campus was deserted and cold. There were only the two of us. The biting wind howled past our ears, making the desolation of the winter even more apparent. I held her cold little hand, and my heart was filled with complicated feelings.

As soon as I got back to my place, I closed the door and immediately turned around and hugged Ya Wen. We lay on the ground and kissed. I couldn’t help but love and cherish her. Compared to the beautiful Tingting and Shiyun, she made my heart flutter. The lovely Ya Wen was so petite that she seemed like she could be hidden in a pocket. She nestled in my arms like a little cat being affectionate with its owner.

My heart was filled with love and tenderness.

Title: Fog - Sequel (6)

My hands kept moving over her body. Ya Wen did not resist. My mind was in chaos. Sometimes I thought of Tingting, and sometimes I thought of Ya Wen. The images of the three women appeared in my mind one by one. I really loved Tingting, but I was also very unwise. I could not resist the temptation of women. I could only repent again and again, but I went against my conscience again and again.

My hands couldn't resist my reason; I opened her blouse and unhooked her bra. Her two small breasts were laid bare before me, so small, so incredibly small, only the size of two duck eggs, yet so delicate, as if they could be broken at a touch. I reached out and grasped them, letting her adorable nipples harden between my fingers. Ya-wen's breathing became rapid, her face growing increasingly red. I knew what was happening, so without hesitation, I unzipped her pants and pulled them down completely.

Soon, we were naked facing each other. I reached for her private parts; they were already soaking wet, her small labia parted, awaiting my arrival. So I dipped my fingertip in her vaginal fluid and rubbed it against her clitoris. She began to moan incoherently. Then I inserted my index fingertip into her vaginal opening. "Ouch!" she cried out, startling me.

I suddenly realized I'd made a mistake. She was still a virgin! I'd assumed she was like Shiyun, not a virgin. Discovering this truly shocked me, and my initial lust cooled instantly.

"I'm sorry, I...I really didn't know you were...a virgin." "Never mind
..." She shook her head, then said, "So what if you're not a virgin?"

I was speechless.

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