When the taxi reached the school gate, I spotted Jingyan standing there with her arms crossed, trying to avoid the advances of a guy with dyed yellow hair. Just as she attempted to turn and leave, the scrawny little punk stretched out his bony arm to block her path. That instantly ignited my anger.
Damn it! I couldn't do anything about Aunt Ouyang, but now this little punk dares to mess with my girlfriend!
I rolled up my non-existent sleeves and stormed over, roughly shoving the yellow-haired guy's arm aside.
"Get lost, you yellow-haired bastard! Scram!" I vented my pent-up fury without restraint. My deafening shout not only startled the punk but also shocked Jingyan.
"Who the hell are you?!" the yellow-haired guy snapped back, his words making me speechless. As he spoke, saliva sprayed everywhere, disgusting me to no end.
"I'm her boyfriend. Who are you, you lowlife? Can't you see she doesn't want anything to do with you?" I pulled Jingyan's arm, positioning her behind me.
"Boyfriend? You say you're her boyfriend, so you are? I don't give a damn who you are. Screw off and don't ruin my fun." The punk was really getting cocky, even trying to push me aside.
"Are you insane? My boyfriend is here, and you're still bothering me? Get lost already!" Jingyan frowned, wrapping both arms around mine as she scolded him.
"Boyfriend? Prove it! Don't think you can fool me just by grabbing some random guy's arm, heh heh." The little punk tugged at his messy yellow hair, wearing a lecherous grin so ugly I didn't even know how to describe it.
What the hell? What era is this? How can there still be such shameless people? Even more shameless than Zhao Chenyu!
"Alright, little sister, I see you're waiting for someone at the school gate. Come on, let's go to a bar with me. Don't worry, with me around, no one will dare touch you." The yellow-haired guy inched forward step by step. I clenched my fists tightly—if he took one more step, I was going to throw a punch!
"Hey! What are you doing?!" A sharp shout made all three of us turn toward the voice. It was the school security guard.
"You! I've been watching you lurking around the gate, harassing our students! Want me to take you away?" The guard scolded and threatened the yellow-haired guy while weighing a collapsible baton in his hand, though I had no idea where it came from.
"I'm just chatting with a friend. What's it to you?" The punk was still acting tough, though his tone had noticeably weakened.
"Brother Chen, I don't know him. He's harassing me!" Jingyan suddenly called out to the guard as "Brother Chen," which caught me off guard.
"Oh, really? Then come with me, or we can take you to the station and give you a little lesson on the law?" Brother Chen threatened again.
"Tch… You little punk, just you wait! Screw you!" The yellow-haired guy pointed at me, spat out a threat, and ran off before I could even respond to his last insult.
Brother Chen kept his eyes on him until he got into a car and drove away.
"Thank you, Brother Chen!" Jingyan expressed her gratitude to the middle-aged security guard in front of me.
"Don't mention it. If you run into this kind of trouble again, just call out for help." Brother Chen pointed toward the security office, then glanced me up and down before turning back to Jingyan. "Next time, meet up with your boyfriend inside the school before coming out."
"Alright, I understand."
"Thank you, Brother Chen." I also expressed my gratitude to him.
After Brother Chen left, we had originally planned to go out, but considering the situation, we decided to take a walk around the campus instead.
"Do you know that security guard?" In the cafeteria, Jingyan and I chatted while eating.
"Yeah, we've exchanged greetings a few times. Before, when the dance club was organizing an event and needed to move some things, he happened to be on duty, so we got acquainted." Jingyan picked out the fatty meat from the stew and placed it in my bowl.
"I see. We really owe him today." I stuffed the piece of fatty meat into my mouth.
"Exactly! Who would've thought we'd run into such shameless hooligans right at the school gate? Even TV dramas don't use such clichéd plots anymore—it's too outdated." Jingyan complained.
"Yeah, but you were also dressed too attractively today." I tilted my head, studying Jingyan's outfit.
She wore light makeup, her jet-black hair cascading straight down to her shoulders, with a few stray strands gently brushing her forehead, adding a touch of playfulness and innocence. She was dressed in a white JK-style school uniform: a pristine white shirt with a slightly loosened collar, paired with a deep black tie casually knotted around it, lending a hint of lazy allure to the otherwise crisp attire. Combined with Jingyan's full, enticing chest—so ample it seemed to fill every gap between the buttons—the alluring cleavage would have been fully exposed if not for the tie's concealment.
My gaze drifted downward. Below her gracefully curved waist, she wore a black pleated skirt that lightly brushed her knees, revealing a subtle hint of sensuality, like a whispered temptation, yet silently conveying the liveliness and vitality of youth. Black stockings encased her calves, and between the hem of her skirt and the stockings, a glimpse of her fair, tender skin was irresistibly alluring. Her delicate feet were pressed together, and her black leather shoes shimmered enticingly in the soft light. Every movement exuded an irresistible youthful energy and boundless vitality.
"What's wrong?" Jingyan noticed me looking at her and lightly lifted her left leg, crossing it over her right, her foot swaying playfully as if deliberately teasing me.
I didn't respond, turning instead to look around. The lunch rush was almost over, and the cafeteria had emptied considerably, but the men nearby were, to varying degrees, stealing glances at Jingyan.
"Someone's sneaking looks at you," I said with a smile.
"Let them look! I'm not dressed for them." Jingyan waved her hand dismissively, her shoulder-length hair swaying like willow branches in spring as she tossed it behind her.
"By the way! Where did you go earlier? Why didn't you answer my calls?" Jingyan suddenly remembered this and asked.
"Ah… my phone was on silent. I didn't see it, I didn't see it." I thought she had forgotten about this matter, and it made me break out in a cold sweat.
"You came from outside the campus, and you took a taxi! Tell me, where did you go?" Jingyan crossed her arms, pouting.
"I—I had a headache from the experiment, so I went out for a walk and wandered around," I said.
"Wandered around?" Jingyan leaned forward slightly.
"Yes!" I leaned back a little.
"Alone?" She leaned in again, her bright, clear eyes fixed intently on me.
"Yeah! Alone!" I leaned against the back of the chair, feeling uneasy.
"Hmph! I'll believe you for now!" Jingyan quickly straightened up and leaned back in her chair, her ample chest swaying slightly.
"Alright, let's go for a walk." I took Jingyan's hand and led her outside.
"I was actually planning to look for you at your lab building, but I thought it might not be appropriate, so I didn't go," Jingyan said as we strolled along the tree-lined path beside the sports field, her arm linked with mine.
"It's fine, isn'tt it? You used to go there often." Jingyan used to wait for me by the window in the hallway of the lab building all the time, so her sudden comment today felt a bit odd.
"It's just that... after the renovation, your lab building feels way too eerie." The "renovation" she mentioned was funded by Uncle Qin in my father's name when I was about to start my graduate studies. Donating an entire building was too complicated, so they just donated a lab and covered the renovation costs instead.
Hah, as if it was really a donation...
"Maybe the smell from the renovation hasn't fully aired out yet," I replied.
"Hi, senior! Hi, senior!" An unfamiliar female voice suddenly reached my ears. I turned to see two junior girls walking arm in arm.
"Hello! Are you heading out?" Jingyan waved back.
"Yeah, we're going out for dinner. Are you heading out too, senior?"
"Not really, I'm just taking a walk with my boyfriend." Jingyan gestured to show how she was holding my arm.
"Wow, your boyfriend is so handsome! You're so lucky~" The two girls exclaimed in unison, their voices making me blush.
"Hi, Senior Qin~" "Hello."
"Hi, senior~" "Hello, you two."
"Oh, isn't this Junior Qin? Out with your boyfriend?" "Yeah, senior."
As we walked, quite a few people greeted us, their eyes flickering with curiosity.
We walked for a while longer.
"Bang!"
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Clang!
"Nice shot!"
Without realizing it, we had wandered over to the outdoor basketball court.
"Hey! Xuanyu, wanna join?" a first-year graduate student from the chemical engineering department called out to me.
I waved at him and pointed to Jingyan beside me.
"Join what? Can't you see he's with his girlfriend? Who'd want to play your lousy game... Right?" A third-year graduate student chimed in, his last four words dripping with sarcasm as he shouted in my direction.
"Woo..." A group of guys erupted in teasing laughter, as if they were at a comedy show.
I turned to look at Jingyan and saw her head lowered, her face flushed. She then let go of my arm and shyly ran off to the side.
"Lin Xuanyu, hurry up! Your girlfriend's running away!" the chemical engineering grad student shouted loudly. I made a throat-slitting gesture at him and hurried after Jingyan.
"Jingyan... don't mind them. They didn't mean to tease you on purpose," I said.
"I know, I'm not that petty—but it's still so embarrassing, haha!" Jingyan threw herself into my arms, giggling softly.
"Xuanyu... let's go home. I want to go home," Jingyan whispered into my ear.
"Okay, I'll call a taxi."
"No need. Wait for me at the south gate." With that, Jingyan dashed off in a flash. I could only shake my head and head to the south gate.
After playing on my phone for a few minutes, a purple Porsche suddenly pulled up in front of me. The driver's window rolled down, revealing Qin Jingyan.
As soon as I got into the passenger seat, something felt off. This wasn't a Porsche. Looking closer, wasn't this a Xiaomi SU8?
"When did you buy this?" I asked.
"A few days ago. It's actually pretty fun to drive," Jingyan said proudly, shaking her head.
"Is there even space for it in the garage at home?" I asked.
"I'll just park it outside! Besides, it's not that expensive. Think of it as buying a big toy."
"Alright then."
"Hehe, actually, it's not for me."
"Huh? Could it be for me?" I asked doubtfully.
"Of course not! It's for Qianning. She's been watching it every night lately, so I snatched it and plan to give it to her on her birthday, hehe."
"Mu Qianning's birthday? That's next year, right? By then, there won't be any need to snatch it," I said.
"Ah, I'll just keep it at home for now. I can give it to her even if it's not her birthday."
As we chatted, we unknowingly arrived at Jingyan's house. The lights outside the villa were on, but inside, it was still pitch dark.
It was almost nine in the evening. Had Aunt Ouyang not returned yet? I wondered silently, but Jingyan seemed not to notice. She walked straight into the bedroom as soon as we entered the house.
I followed her into the bedroom.
Bang! The moment the door closed, a fragrant breeze swept over me, and a warm, delicate body instantly threw itself into my arms.
"Xuanyu, kiss me." Jingyan hugged me, wrapping her arms around my neck. Though she asked me to kiss her, she was already eagerly pressing her lips to mine.
"Mmm!... Smack! Mmm!"
"Mmm... Mmm... Ah..." Jingyan's lips were soft and smooth, her fragrant breath washing over my face, turning into a gentle stream of happiness that melted my heart.
I passionately responded to her tender lips and sweet tongue, a smile unconsciously curling at the corners of my mouth. So this is why the little girl was so eager to see me—she must have been craving this.
Just as I was feeling smug, a sudden sharp pain shot through my lips.
"Ah..." I gasped, instantly opening my eyes. Jingyan's teary, watery eyes stared at me with deep resentment.
"You jerk, Xuanyu! If you dare ignore my calls again, I'll bite you to death!" As soon as she finished speaking, she buried her face in my neck, clinging tightly to me as her body went limp against mine.
My heart ached for a moment, then softened just like Jingyan's delicate form. My hands, resting on her back, slid down her graceful curves, gripping her soft waist before gliding to the smooth inner part of her thighs. With a gentle parting motion, Jingyan's legs, as if already prepared, rested their crooks on my arms and obediently spread apart.
But then I suddenly noticed something unusual.
"Jingyan, aren't you wearing safety shorts?" I whispered.
"...Mmm..." Jingyan blushed and softly acknowledged.
"You little temptress, why are you so mischievous?" I held her tightly, pressing her down onto the soft bed.
"You... you... Ah!" Before she could answer, I had already undone all the buttons on her blouse. As I pulled it open, her soft, ample breasts, encased in a pink lace bra, looked irresistibly creamy, captivating my gaze.
Ravenously, I buried my face between her breasts, swiftly removing all the clothing from both our lower bodies. Straightening up, I tossed my T-shirt onto the floor, my eyes burning with desire as I stared down at Jingyan beneath me.
At this moment, her dark hair was disheveled, her face flushed with a delicate blush. One hand clumsily covered her chest—her JK blouse already removed, her bra pushed up to her neck—while the other hand shielded her tightly closed thighs. Her soft, smooth, pale body lay delicately beneath me, a shy and submissive sight, as if inviting me to take her.
My desire flared up fiercely, burning like wildfire.
"Ah... Xuan Yu... mmm!" As I leaned down again, Jing Yan softly pressed herself against me.
"You little temptress, Jing Yan. Tell me the truth, do you want to make love with me?" I kissed her, kneading her smooth, ample breasts as I playfully interrogated her in a mock-stern tone.
"Mmm... be gentle, my lord, I can't take it..." she deliberately replied in the coy tone of a delicate enchantress.
"Then let this lord feel for himself whether this little enchantress truly wants it!" My fingers slid down directly, slipping between her legs before she could close them.
"Ah—"
"Holy—"
Jing Yan let out a moan, and I cursed under my breath at the same time, because Jing Yan's private area was... already completely soaked.
"Xuan Yu, come on..." Jing Yan's brows furrowed slightly. At first, I thought she was just shy, but now it was clear—this wasn't shyness at all, it was pure desire!
Gazing at Jing Yan's flushed, lustful expression, I couldn't hold back any longer. I lifted my hips, steadied myself, and smoothly thrust my already hardened member into her drenched, tender entrance.
"Ah—"
"Ugh—"
The warm, tight sensation sent me straight to heaven!
"Thump, thump, thump!" Without waiting, I assumed a charging position, adopting the most traditional missionary stance, and began my conquest of the beauty beneath me.
"Ah, ah... ah! Xuan Yu! Darling!" Jing Yan's arms and legs wrapped tightly around my body, as if afraid I might leave. Her seductive moans were melodious and enchanting, like the most magical encouragement, making me want to ride within her endlessly.
"So good! So good! It feels amazing, Jing Yan. Are you enjoying it too?"
Her tight, slick honey pot gripped my member tightly. Each thrust met noticeable resistance, but once inside, it felt as if a suction force pulled me deeper, overwhelming waves of pleasure instantly washing over my entire body.
"Mmm... mmm... darling... it feels so good..."
Hearing the alluring gasps from the beauty beneath me as I thrust, and receiving her clear affirmation in my ear—oh my god! That sound made my bones tingle with pleasure. My hips, like tireless, pain-ignoring warriors, only remembered to thrust faster and faster.
"Ah, ah, ah... Xuan Yu... husband... too fast..."
Even though she said I was thrusting too fast, that one word—"husband"—sent a shiver through my entire body.
Yes, I am her husband—her future husband.
This beauty beneath me, with her youthful body, sensitive ample breasts, and moist honey pot, belongs to her husband.
That is, to me.
"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!"
Lying on top of Jing Yan, I couldn't help but caress her perfect, delicate body. Her swaying breasts changed shape under my grasp.
Seeing this, I suddenly remembered Zhao Chenyu massaging Aunt Ouyang. The way his hands teased her breasts.
I mimicked his gesture, spreading my thumb and forefinger to cup the base of Jing Yan's ample breasts. The overflowing flesh seemed to engulf my palm.
I focused intently on her gently swaying breasts, slowing my thrusts... I had to slow down. Jing Yan's honey pot was growing tighter and wetter, and I could hardly bear it any longer.
Recalling Zhao Chenyu's movements, I slid my thumb and forefinger along Jing Yan's ample breasts, measuring the smooth flesh from bottom to top, before finally pinching her two rounded nipples between my thumb and forefinger.
"Ugh—ah! Ahh—"
Jingyan trembled all over with excitement, her head swaying, looking utterly overwhelmed by the stimulation. Especially her honey pot, which visibly contracted several times, nearly making me lose control and climax.
My eyes lit up—there was something here. I continued with the same approach.
"Ah—"
"Ugh—"
"Husband, you're so bad… oh oh!"
Jingyan's reactions lifted my spirits. My gaze drifted downward, flowing past her slender waist and settling on her plump, perky buttocks pressed against the bed.
In that case… could I perhaps…
My hand slowly slid down, as slowly as when Zhao Chenyu massaged Auntie Ouyang's waist, even pausing my thrusting movements.
"Mmm… Xuanyu… what are you doing?" Jingyan blushed shyly, her beautiful eyes shimmering with desire.
I smirked mischievously, my palm slowly gliding over her hips and reaching downward.
"No! Xuanyu! Ah!" Jingyan let out a soft moan, suddenly finding strength from somewhere as she grabbed my hand and pulled it back to her chest.
"No! Husband! Not there!" Jingyan pressed my hand firmly against her ample breasts, both enjoying the sensation and restraining me.
A wave of disappointment washed over me, but it was quickly swept away by the softness of Jingyan's breasts and the tightness of her honey pot. Lying on top of her, I resumed thrusting my hips, moving in and out once more.
But this time, the thrusting was partly to curb my urge to climax and partly because Jingyan's actions had unsettled me.
My thoughts drifted, leading me down a rabbit hole of wild ideas.
Although Jingyan and I were childhood sweethearts, we only got together after graduating from middle school. In high school, we only kissed and hugged. Our first time making love was after high school graduation, on the day we both received acceptance letters to the same university.
Even after four years, Jingyan still wouldn't let me touch her butt during sex. This limited our positions to the missionary style. While I loved seeing her shy expression as I took her, I couldn't help but wish for more variety.
Was it because I was mischievous as a child and once spanked her until she cried, leaving her with a psychological shadow?
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