The Path to Training a Female Dog (Part 2)

I've been quite busy these past few days, but I had some free time this afternoon to continue updating.
Around 10 PM on May 29th, Zhuzhu messaged me, asking if I was asleep.
I said not yet, and asked if she was itchy and couldn't sleep. She sent an angry emoji.
After a while, she asked if, if we met tomorrow, I should respect her wishes and just have a simple meeting for dinner, after which I could take her home.
I readily agreed and even swore an oath. You know, a man's oath is like a fart; I suspected she knew exactly what was going on.
We chatted for a while longer, then went to sleep.
The next day, I was in a state of excitement all day, so I kept getting distracted at work. Choosing a place for our date that evening was giving me a headache. I initially wanted to go to Xie's Henan Cuisine, but after thinking about it, since it was our first meeting, to avoid awkwardness, we ended up choosing Walnut Tree, a music restaurant with a decent atmosphere. We expected to finish dinner around 9 PM, which was still a bit early, so we also booked a small private room at Oriental Golden Cabinet KTV. I hadn't planned to book a hotel, but I thought I'd be prepared, so I booked a Le Méridien double room at Xiqueyu Hotel. Everything was ready, and then I just waited and waited, and for the first time, I realized how slowly time seemed to pass.
Finally, it was time to leave work. After clocking out, I rushed to the underground parking garage. My heart was pounding, and my palms were sweating. I asked her for her location on QQ so I could pick her up. Twenty minutes later, I arrived under the Manhattan overpass, turned on my hazard lights, and waited for her. Ten minutes later, I saw her in the rearview mirror. She was wearing sportswear, headphones, and a small backpack. She was about 1.62 meters tall, with delicate features and a great figure. She had told me before that she often went to the gym after work. In short, she seemed like a very sunny and quiet girl.
After getting into the passenger seat, I greeted her. "Hi, you look so young! Let me confirm, are you sure you're 18?" I immediately made her laugh, her face turning red with embarrassment. She said, "I'm 18 every year." I leaned over to help her fasten her seatbelt, and she nervously leaned back, saying, "What are you doing?" I said, "Just helping you fasten your seatbelt, why are you so nervous?" After I fastened it, I laughed and said, "What shampoo do you use? Your hair smells so good." She clenched her little fist and punched my arm, laughing and scolding, "You're taking advantage of me the moment we meet, you're so naughty!" I laughed and said, "I didn't touch you, how am I taking advantage of you?" She shyly pursed her lips, "I don't want to talk to you, just drive."
We laughed and joked all the way, and soon we arrived at the restaurant. After parking the car, I got out to open the car door for her. Just then, a car next to us was about to leave, and without thinking much, I put my right arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to me. She exclaimed, about to say something in annoyance, but I pointed to the car next to us, "Let them pass, don't bump into you." She gave an awkward "oh" and pulled away from my embrace.
During dinner, I asked her if she wanted to order a few beers, but she shook her head and said, "No alcohol, don't try to get me drunk." I smiled wryly, "You're too sensitive."
Time flew by. We ate and chatted, listening to the beautiful singing of the resident singer. Hearing her softly sing along, she seemed to relax a lot. I clapped for her and said, "Wow, I didn't expect this beautiful girl in front of me to be so talented! You sing so well!" She smiled stiffly and said, "Of course." I added, "I'm a pretty good singer too." Then I glanced at my watch and said, "It's 9:30 now, how about we go to karaoke and have a singing contest to see who's the best singer?" She smiled and said, "Okay." After I called the waiter to pay the bill, we walked to the doorway and there was a step. I took her hand and said, "Watch your step." Her hands weren't big, but her fingers were slender, the back of her hands were cool, but her palms were sweaty from nervousness. He walked all the way to the car before reluctantly letting go of her hand.

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