Lu Fanghuai sent a WeChat message to Zhou Jiayu, asking if he had gotten into the taxi.

After sending the message and not receiving a response, he had Fang Wenting turn the car around and head back to the KTV, worried that Zhou Jiayu might get drunk and pass out on the street.

As a good brother, he was really concerned about Zhou Jiayu. He wandered around the entrance of the KTV several times without seeing him, so he even went back to the private room to look for him, fearing that he might have fallen asleep inside.

Just as Zhou Jiayu entered the bathroom with Shen Zhirou in his arms, Lu Fanghuai burst in.

Originally thinking the bathroom was empty, he was about to leave when Fang Wenting followed him in.

Fang Wenting, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed a woman’s handbag on the sofa.

The two of them got excited, pressed their heads together, and sneaked to the bathroom door to eavesdrop. However, the noise from the KTV made it difficult to hear anything clearly inside.

Lu Fanghuai mischievously knocked on the door twice and really heard a woman’s voice from inside.

The voice was coquettish, making it clear something was up.

This straightforward guy, Lu Fanghuai, looked at Fang Wenting with bright eyes, mouthing to her, “Honey, Lao Zhou is in the bathroom with someone! He hasn’t even started chasing her, and he’s already showing his stuff in the bathroom. How fierce is he!”

Before he could finish laughing, Fang Wenting covered his mouth and dragged him away…

When Zhou Jiayu came out of the bathroom with Shen Zhirou, he had no idea Lu Fanghuai and Fang Wenting had been there.

Moreover, the two of them were waiting in the car outside, ready to catch a glimpse of the girl Zhou Jiayu was pursuing.

However, they missed each other by sheer coincidence.

When Zhou Jiayu and Shen Zhirou left the KTV, Lu Fanghuai was feeling nauseous from the alcohol, and Fang Wenting hurriedly pushed him out of the car to prevent him from vomiting inside, just missing Shen Zhirou.

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Hotel.

As soon as the room door closed, Shen Zhirou realized how much Zhou Jiayu had been restraining himself.

He undid his shirt with one hand, revealing his well-toned body bit by bit.

He threw his shirt on the floor and approached her.

In the light from the hallway, she could see his muscles tense with anticipation.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, lifting her effortlessly and carrying her to the bed.

Zhou Jiayu propped himself above her, his hardness pressing against her through the fabric of her dress.

He brushed her hair aside, his hot kisses landing on the nape of her neck.

Just this shallow touch made Shen Zhirou’s breath turn soft and sultry.

As she lightly gripped the bed sheet, her hand was covered by his, fingers intertwining with hers.

He used his teeth to unzip the back of her dress, the zipper slowly descending with each pull, his burning kisses wandering over her lower back.

He was so mischievous, using his teeth to tease the edge of her panties, his tongue slipping inside to caress her skin, his kisses making lewd noises as he playfully provoked her desires.

Her panties, made of breathable mesh fabric, quickly became damp from his kisses, the sticky feeling at her tailbone making her squirm uncomfortably.

With her movement, her dress was pushed up, his hand squeezing her buttocks before hooking her panties and pulling them down.

Her privates were already drenched, and as her panties were removed, a string of silver broke, the thin fabric glistening with her moisture, causing Zhou Jiayu’s cock to twitch violently in his pants.

“Baby, you’re so wet,” he said, planting a kiss on her butt, his tongue trailing along her crack.

The sensation was electric, causing Shen Zhirou to shiver involuntarily, her pussy contracting and squeezing out a flood of juices, as if declaring she was ready.

But Zhou Jiayu wasn’t in a hurry.

He knew how tight Shen Zhirou’s pussy was.

He wanted to make sure he was fully prepared with enough foreplay to ensure a smooth entry.

He kissed her body all over, leaving his breath on her skin as he helped her remove all her clothes.

With his palm cupping her slim waist, he traced upward until he grasped her tender breasts.

Her nipples were already erect, pink and delicate like delicious cherries.

Since he accidentally saw her breasts in the cinema last time, he had wanted to suck on them, and now he was finally satisfied.

Zhou Jiayu took her nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly, and immediately heard her moan coquettishly.

“Mm… ah…”

Shen Zhirou was really being teased to the point of agony by him.

The desire she felt kept screaming inside her.

She wrapped her legs around him, pressing her palm on his shoulder, signaling that it was time to get to the main event.

Her slender waist arched up, her soft abdomen brushing against his toned abs, making Zhou Jiayu think of only one thing in that moment – he would give her everything!

He kissed his way downward, gripping her knees and spreading her legs apart, taking her already wet, muddy private parts into his mouth.

His tongue circled and teased her clitoris before pushing into her entrance.

He sucked on the juices her pussy produced, his tongue playing with her tight lips.

Her privates itched and swelled, the depth of her abdomen feeling unbearably empty and full at the same time, a contradiction Shen Zhirou had never experienced.

She wanted to close her legs, but Zhou Jiayu held them apart.

“Mm… I want it…”

“You’re ready, aren’t you?” Zhou Jiayu asked, listening to her desperate voice as he shallowly inserted one finger, moving it in and out a couple of times.

Just a light push released some of her juices, confirming she was more than lubricated enough.

He carefully added another finger, helping her adjust to the more intense stretch to come.

Pressing the soft flesh inside her pussy with his fingertips, he barely moved in and out twice before she clamped down hard.

Her whole private area squeezed his probing fingers tightly, heat flooding all over.

At the moment of her climax, Shen Zhirou felt like she was on a roller coaster, her entire body feeling weightless.

She didn’t expect to come so quickly, and she even squirted.

Her juices sprayed onto his body, beads of liquid trickling down his abs, an incredibly erotic sight.

Shen Zhirou panted, her abdomen twitching uncontrollably as she watched him kiss the droplets on her inner thigh, hearing him coo, “You did great, baby.”

Watching her still contracting lips, Zhou Jiayu sucked and licked the juices flowing from her entrance before standing up.

He undid his pants, releasing his rock-hard cock.

Opening the condom he got from the hotel, he handed it to her, “Help me put this on, baby.”

Looking at the thick rod in front of her, Shen Zhirou worried that something so big might hurt her as she carefully rolled the condom down.

She looked at Zhou Jiayu, about to suggest maybe they should wait until next time, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her to him.

His tip rubbed against her entrance, mixing with the wet sounds of her juices.

He teased her by pushing in slightly, then pulling out, holding back so much that sweat dripped from his hairline.

“Don’t be so tense, it won’t hurt.” Zhou Jiayu grabbed a pillow and placed it under Shen Zhirou’s head, kissing her hand and guiding it to her privates, encouraging her to spread her lips open.

With the stretching sensation at her entrance relieved, Shen Zhirou relaxed a bit, not expecting Zhou Jiayu to suddenly thrust in hard, gripping her waist.

The intense fullness stretched her private parts, his cock filling her abdomen, his tip pressing against her cervix, making her body tremble.

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