My precious fiancée Lingling is still waiting for me at school, how could I possibly fall for his trick!

Everyone says that Beijing is a place that eats people up without spitting out the bones, and today I've seen it for myself.

One glance, one disagreement, one careless move, and someone can land you in jail!

dorm room.

Knock on the door.

The door opened.

Dong Ling was wearing a plain white nightgown, her fair wrists and arms, as delicate and smooth as cream, were mostly exposed.

The contours of her chest were outlined in a perfectly soft curve, trembling slightly with her breath, rippling outwards.

The hem of the skirt just covered her round, fair knees.

Her hairstyle is dignified and appropriate, exuding not only the gentle charm unique to intellectual women, but also a noble and elegant aura.

I stepped forward and embraced her.

I just held him like that.

After a while...

Dong Ling: "Okay, let's go wash our feet first."

Me: "I've already showered. It was a treat from that jerk I'm dating."

Dong Ling: "You went to get a foot massage on your first meeting?"

I told Dong Ling about having dinner with Zhong Qing today, and how Wu Yinglong and I coincidentally called the police to raid prostitution.

Me: "Wu Yinglong is really ruthless. He set a trap for me the first time we met."

Dong Ling laughed and said, "You two are equally bad. Someone kindly invited you to wash their feet, and you actually turned around and reported them for a prostitution crackdown."

Me: "Hehe, I'm not interested in washing your feet or anything, I'm just eager to come back and hug you."

Dong Ling pecked my lips: "Wait for me, I haven't wiped my face yet."

Sleeping is such a hassle for women. It takes an hour to put on makeup in the morning, and another half hour to apply it to their face before going to bed at night.

However, if the woman is extremely beautiful and nearby, waiting for half an hour is not a big deal.

Me: "I went to Shanghai a few days ago and met a family that has been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for generations. They are very good at making Chinese medicine and specialize in health and beauty. I made a reservation. You should try it too."

Dong Ling: "Really? Don't be fooled. Most traditional Chinese medicine these days is just a gimmick; very few of it has real therapeutic effects."

My inner thoughts: "I've already tried it, and the effect is amazing."

Me: "I met an acquaintance in Shanghai who was doing business with me. He said the recipe was passed down from his family. In modern society, it's very difficult to gather all the medicinal herbs, and he can only make a few doses a year. I managed to get two doses by using my connections to skip the queue."

Dong Ling: "Hmm."

By the time she finished her treatment, I was already eagerly waiting in bed.

Her brows held a hint of sorrow, her eyes shone with spring; her heart held wisdom, and her nature was gentle and pure.

Her aloofness does not diminish her gentle shyness, just like the clear moon reflecting on the fragrant grass.

Turn off the lights and draw the curtains.

In my mind, Dong Ling is a combination of Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai.

Before I could even admire the body as I took off my robe, a hot body snuggled into my arms.

Dongling and I like to chat about everyday things.

And matters concerning my company.

There was also the story of my trip to Shanghai. It didn't involve money; we just talked about how I met the old man to repay his kindness and helped a young girl along the way.

Dong Ling listened quietly.

She said she loved listening to me tell all my stories.

Because they can't be by my side, they want to know everything about me.

Me: "I was in Shanghai for a year and a half before, and I never missed home. I recently went to Shanghai for seven days, and I thought about you day and night."

I ran my fingers through Dong Ling's hair; the shampoo mixed with her body scent smelled wonderful.

Dong Ling: "Me too. I always felt that being in a relationship would affect my studies and make it hard for me to concentrate. But now, whenever I think of you, I feel much calmer. It's like you are the anchor in my heart."

What man can resist such an expression of affection from a woman?

Without hesitation, I captured those luscious cherry lips and kissed them deeply.

Dong Ling struggled for a few moments, then gave up resisting, stretched out her arms and wrapped them around my neck, closed her eyes, and slowly responded, her pretty face full of shy blush.

I ran my hands along her slender, soft waist, getting to know her inch by inch.

Five minutes later, the halftime break was called.

Give us both some time to catch our breath.

I stared at that flushed, pretty face, scrutinizing it at will, before finally continuing my work of suffocating myself.

The woman was so excited that her body was trembling slightly.

How much better am I?

What could be more pleasurable than platonic love than dual cultivation?

Another night has passed.

In the early morning, I tenderly stroked Dongling's body; she was so lazy that she didn't even bother to open her eyes.

"Don't bother me, I want to sleep."

Dong Ling mumbled incoherently.

At this moment, I admired the beauty in my arms even more unrestrainedly, from dawn to daybreak.

I found that after taking that pill, I seemed to have inexhaustible energy!

The morning sun slowly climbed through the curtains, from the ground to the head of the bed.

The woman opened her eyes and noticed me looking at her. I didn't flinch at all, my gaze was so aggressive. She quickly closed her eyes again, her eyelashes fluttering.

I found it somewhat amusing: "Why are you so shy?"

Dong Ling buried her head in my chest: "How come you have so much energy? You couldn't stay still all night."

Me: "Because you said last night that you took the day off today, I'm not planning to go out."

Dong Ling stared at me wide-eyed: "Huh!?"

Me: "Haha, just kidding, get up."

Cleaning up the battlefield is also an important part, especially for women, as it involves post-battle comforting.

Women are fragile and sensitive creatures; we must take care of not only their bodies but also their feelings.

My warm palms were like a fireplace in the cold winter, bringing her not only comfort and warmth, but also emotional care.

It expresses the importance that men and women place on lovemaking and the seriousness with which they treat their relationship.

It didn't take long, just two or three minutes, but it was enough to move people.

This feeling is not the same as that feeling.

Dong Ling: "Hold me."

Once again, I held the beauty in my arms. Although we were naked, there was no desire at that moment, but rather a silent exchange between our hearts.

"Knock knock knock!"

Who is it?

The knock was soft, but it still broke the silence between us.

Dong Ling blushed: "It must be love. She said she wanted to thank you today and invited us to dinner."

She was so tired last night that she overslept today.

Dong Ling got up and put on her plain white nightgown.

"Go rinse off first, I'll go open the door."

I opened the wardrobe, and there were my spare clothes hanging there, including underwear.

Dong Ling opened the door.

Zhong Qing: "What's wrong? Why did you get up so late today?"

Her eyes were like a scanner, staring straight in.

Dong Ling: "What are you doing?"

Zhong Qing chuckled and said, "Let's see who it is, meowing like a cat in the middle of the night instead of sleeping."

Dong Ling blushed slightly: "Are you sick? What are you doing up at night?"

Zhong Qing: "Don't overthink it. I don't have that kind of hobby. I just went for a walk in the early morning. Who knew you guys were exercising at that hour!"

Dong Ling was already embarrassed enough, but Zhong Qing's words were really blunt and explicit.

I quickly took a quick shower and got dressed.

I said in a serious tone, "Yesterday we were watching Animal World."

Zhong Qing rolled her eyes at me: "I've certainly seen your skills. There aren't many people who can make Wu Yinglong suffer in silence!"

I frowned: "I was just trying to help out as a friend, don't drag me into this."

Zhong Qing: "Don't worry, he already lost the first round. If he seeks revenge again, it will be in a fair and square way, otherwise it will make things difficult for Young Master Yinglong!"

After chatting for a bit at the entrance, Zhongqing went to wait for him outside the dormitory building.

After another half hour of washing, the two of us finally went out.

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