Her lips carried a gentle warmth, soft and elastic, with a hint of sweetness.
In the mont their lips t, she embraced him tighter, her breath beca hot and hurried, her body trembled slightly, excited and exhilarated.
Just as Song Guanchao was about to extend his tongue, Chen Yirou was ahead of him, slipping her tongue into his mouth, swirling gently.
Then, she suddenly released Song Guanchao.
Yet Song Guanchao had already opened his arms, prepared to pull her into his embrace, but was left hanging in mid-air.
Chen Yirou smiled at him, her expressive eyes seeming to send sparks toward Song Guanchao.
"What are you guys talking about?" Cheng Xiang's voice snapped Song Guanchao back to reality. He quickly stood upright and casually lit a cigarette.
Cheng Xiang didn't notice anything amiss.
When Jiang Yiren ca out from the restroom, they headed towards the party school.
On the way back, Song Guanchao's gaze occasionally drifted toward Chen Yirou.
Chen Yirou would also occasionally glance back at him when no one was paying attention, engaging in silent eye contact.
Once back at the dormitory, each person returned to their room.
Song Guanchao had just taken off his clothes when his phone suddenly vibrated.
Chen Yirou texted: "Open the door."
Song Guanchao wasn't naive; he knew why she showed up at this ti.
He tossed the phone aside, and as soon as he opened the door, Chen Yirou slipped in and closed it.
She looked up at Song Guanchao, so close to her, the smile still hovering on her face.
Song Guanchao hugged her, turning his earlier passive position at the public restroom into an active one, extending his tongue to easily pry open her teeth and capture her tongue.
At the sa ti, his hands road, pulling down her shorts, unfastening the bra hooks beneath her clothes.
Chen Yirou breathed heavily, her body's response was intense, trembling continuously as the tips on her chest hardened.
Song Guanchao tugged off her blouse and bra together, leaving her body fully exposed to his eyes.
He had known her figure was stunning, but seeing her undressed accelerated his heartbeat.
Her physique was toned, with breasts like buds, a waist and hips seductively curvaceous, with peach-like buttocks and syrupy thighs.
Song Guanchao gripped the peaks, lowering his head to take a bite.
"Ah~"
Chen Yirou moaned softly, then bit her lip.
They were in a dormitory; although soundproof, it wouldn't be good if soone overheard.
She held Song Guanchao's head tightly, entwining herself around him, savoring the subtle stimulation of his kisses and nibbles on her body.
In no ti, the two were completely bare.
Song Guanchao lifted her body; he didn't have to do much, as Chen Yirou intuitively wrapped her legs around his waist, one hand reaching down to hold Xiao Song.
Simultaneously, she raised her hips, adjusting the position with Xiao Song in hand.
As she felt the hardness of Xiao Song, Chen Yirou placed a hand on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and gradually sat down.
Imdiately, the swelling and raw sensation made her gasp, mouth agape.
She hurriedly positioned Song Guanchao's head for a kiss, preventing herself from letting out any cries.
Song Guanchao also felt the overwhelming tightness, holding her rear, inching in.
"Ooh~"
The swollen discomfort vanished, replaced by imnse and unparalleled fulfillnt.
This long-lost satisfaction intoxicated Chen Yirou, akin to being drunk, holding Song Guanchao tightly.
"Over to the bed." Chen Yirou pulled away her tongue, strands of saliva connecting their lips.
As they reached the bed, Song Guanchao prepared to lay her down, but Chen Yirou nudged his shoulder.
Song Guanchao understood, flipped around, sat down, and then lay back.
Chen Yirou sat atop him, elevating her legs, kneeling on either side, her hands braced against his abdon, slowly moving her body up and down.
The flesh of her buttocks collided with his abdon, producing a smack sound.
"Ah, ah~"
She moaned softly, careful not to be too loud.
Song Guanchao gripped her waist with one hand, holding her soft bosom with the other.
Her sensual body moved vigorously, with her beautiful hair cascading.
Her captivating face now blushed, infused with the charm of spring, enticing Song Guanchao more and more.
Near the climax of their passionate struggle, Chen Yirou let out a high-pitched moan, as if exhausted, her body leaning limply against him.
Song Guanchao lay sprawled on the bed, muscles tense throughout, finally relaxing now.
After a while, Chen Yirou rolled off him and sat up.
She glanced beneath Song Guanchao, satisfied: "No wonder you were in the military, truly impressive."
She got off the bed, heading to the bathroom, soon followed by the sound of running water.
Song Guanchao suddenly felt a bit used and discarded.
This woman couldn't just be relieving her loneliness, could she?
Regardless, it wasn't so bad.
Song Guanchao hadn't intended to develop anything with her.
He jumped from the bed, heading to the bathroom.
Shortly, noises of their bodies colliding along with Chen Yirou's soft sighs reverberated through the bathroom again.
Around eleven, Song Guanchao stepped out, ensuring the hallway was clear, gestured towards the room.
Chen Yirou quickly slipped out, sneaking across to the opposite room, gently opening the door, slipping inside.
Once she was inside, Song Guanchao turned and returned to his room.
Without any training sessions and the case solved, Song Guanchao was able to enjoy a rare lazy morning.
After waking up, it was already eleven in the afternoon.
He went over, opened the curtains, and found it was raining outside.
After freshening up, he intended to grab a bite at the dining hall, and as he opened the door, coincidentally, Chen Yirou erged from the opposite room.
They looked into each other's eyes for two seconds, Chen Yirou smiled, "Going to eat?"
"Yeah, you too?"
"Yes, just woke up."
Chen Yirou closed her door, walked to the next room, knocked on the door.
Jiang Yiren opened the door, Chen Yirou asked, "Want to grab lunch?"
Jiang Yiren shook her head, "No thanks, I have so plans in a bit."
Saying this, she instinctively glanced at Song Guanchao.
Song Guanchao instantly guessed that she was probably headed out to et her relatives.
Chen Yirou acknowledged, then went to knock on Cheng Xiang's door.
But after a while, there was no response.
"He's probably gone to see his girlfriend, let's go."
After eating, as they were leaving the dining hall, Chen Yirou suddenly said, "The rain seems to have stopped."
Song Guanchao extended his hand into the air and waited for two seconds, "Just a drizzle."
He folded his umbrella, and Chen Yirou said, "We won't have class today, let's go to a hotel."
"..."
Her overly straightforward words caught even Song Guanchao, an experienced one, off guard.
At least take a leisurely stroll, visit so shops, or take a walk.
Who heads straight to a hotel like this?
But with her being so proactive, any hesitation from him would appear pretentious.
"Let's go."
In the car, Song Guanchao deliberately navigated to a hotel located further away.
He had so acquaintances in the Provincial City; if they ran into each other, things would beco awkward and troubleso.
Upon reaching the hotel, Song Guanchao deliberately booked a suite.
Money shouldn't be skimped on in such matters.
They went upstairs, swiped the card.
As soon as they entered the room, Song Guanchao hadn't even closed the door, and Chen Yirou had already lunged at him.
The two kissed and embraced as they reached the living room, where Chen Yirou pushed him onto the sofa, positioning herself beneath him, undoing his pants.
She cast him a seductive look, gently held Xiao Song, and lowered her head.
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