To date, Zhou Ziqiong has remained a virgin.
Although she was older than Zhang Xiaoyu, in matters of love and sex, she could only be considered Zhang Xiaoyu's younger sister.
How could a young, unmarried woman like her resist being held so tightly by Jing Zhe, a seasoned veteran in matters of the heart and in bed, with his hands already roaming over her body?
Zhou Ziqiong felt as if there was a fire burning inside her body, making her feel hot and weak all over, and even turning her into a muddy mess...
For the first time in so many years, Zhou Ziqiong experienced an immense emptiness. This emptiness wasn't spiritual—she had experienced that before—but rather a physical emptiness, and she desperately wanted someone to fill that void…
That's why her body couldn't help but twist, wanting Jing Zhe to fill the emptiness in her heart, wanting Jing Zhe to become one with her. But she was just an inexperienced girl, and only vaguely knew some things. So apart from twisting her body randomly, she didn't have any effective movements to relieve the emptiness.
So she started to wriggle, getting closer and closer to Jing Zhe, feeling more and more comfortable. But the more comfortable she felt, the more uncomfortable she became, and the more uncomfortable she became, the more she wanted to wriggle...
And so they got stuck in a vicious cycle.
Seeing that Zhou Ziqiong did not answer, Jing Zhe asked again, "Sixth Sister, where exactly does it hurt?"
He asked that question, but his hands didn't stop moving at all. After all, men like the feeling of having one hand on something, but they like the feeling of not being able to have one hand on something at all, so he was enjoying himself.
"I...you..."
Zhou Ziqiong opened her mouth, then bit her lip: "You... are you really concerned about me?"
"Of course it's true. Hearing that Sixth Sister is upset makes me upset too. Otherwise, why would I ask Sixth Sister?"
Seeing Zhou Ziqiong's skin growing increasingly red and hearing her breathing becoming heavier, Jing Zhe, as an experienced veteran, naturally guessed what was causing Zhou Ziqiong's discomfort.
Zhou Ziqiong's hesitant and ashamed reaction further confirmed his suspicions, which is why he acted so recklessly.
"You... Hmph..."
Zhou Ziqiong's condition is getting worse and worse. Even when she wants to spit, she seems weak and listless, which is quite charming.
"Concerned about...me? Concerned about me...and your hands are still moving around?"
Zhou Ziqiong looked at Jing Zhe with seductive eyes. Although she meant to question him, her words carried a shy, coy tone that made Jing Zhe even more aroused.
"Hmm~"
With a forceful movement from Jing Zhe, Zhou Ziqiong bit her lip and let out a low groan through her nose, her watery eyes glaring at Jing Zhe.
"Is this the kind of movement that Sixth Sister is talking about?"
"..."
Zhou Ziqiong remained silent, biting her lip, afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would cry out even more. She could only continue to glare at Jing Zhe in protest.
"Sixth Sister, don't be angry!"
Jing Zhe said innocently, "I heard that Sixth Sister was in pain, but I didn't know what was wrong with her, so I rubbed it for her. What kind of look was that from Sixth Sister? Don't underestimate my hand. From Second Sister, Third Sister, and Fifth Sister, down to the Pavilion Master, Garden Master, and Xiao Yu, who hasn't been taken care of by my hand? Who doesn't remember my kindness?"
"Hmm~"
As he spoke, Jing Zhe tightened his grip again, and Zhou Ziqiong couldn't take it. So she let out another coquettish cry.
"Sixth Sister is still in pain? That shouldn't be the case. When I massaged the other ladies, they didn't say they were in pain!"
"..."
Zhou Ziqiong glared at him, and after a long while, she said leisurely, "No wonder you're so experienced. You've tried it on other people countless times!"
"hey-hey!"
Jing Zhe didn't feel embarrassed at all: "Judging from what Sixth Sister is saying, it seems that my massage was very comfortable, wasn't it?"
"You... Hmph!"
Zhou Ziqiong didn't expect that she would subconsciously blurt out her inner thoughts and be teased by Jing Zhe for it. She could only snort coldly to express her dissatisfaction.
"Oh dear, it seems I misspoke. Sixth Sister isn't satisfied with my kneading skills. Well then, I won't knead anymore!"
After saying that, Jing Zhe withdrew his hand, which had been moving. Zhou Ziqiong, who was already feeling empty from his rubbing, felt that emptiness even more intensely when he withdrew his hand!
"you!"
Zhou Ziqiong was really about to cry.
How could he be so bad?
He left her in an awkward position, then she ran away, and the worst part was that she felt bad about letting him continue—that's what made it so unpleasant.
If what was just now was a comfortable discomfort, then now it's truly unbearable discomfort—he's so irresponsible!
Seeing Zhou Ziqiong biting her lip, her eyes red, and her pitiful and aggrieved look, Jing Zhe quickly reached out his hand again.
"It seems that if I don't massage her, Sixth Sister will feel even worse!"
"..."
"However, it's also very uncomfortable for me to rub it like this!"
"..."
Jing Zhe was telling the truth. Such a beautiful woman was lying next to him, wearing only two thin pieces of clothing. Although he had his way with his hands, it was only his hands that had his way!
For a normal man, this wouldn't be enough. Driven by instinct, he wanted to roughly tear off the last two thin pieces of cloth covering her body, and then…
But this is just wishful thinking, since Zhou Ziqiong is still menstruating, and that would be worse than being an animal.
So, this is very uncomfortable.
Zhou Ziqiong blinked at Jing Zhe, then thought for a moment, wondering if he was also feeling the same way she was.
Are you really feeling unwell?
"What do you think, Sixth Sister?"
At this moment, a certain part of Jing Zhe's body was pressed against Zhou Ziqiong's lower body. As he said this, it even moved slightly. Zhou Ziqiong, who had never eaten pork but had seen pigs run, immediately guessed what it was.
So... Zhe'er has really grown up...
“Zhe’er…I…”
Zhou Ziqiong's mouth became clumsy. She wanted to express her love at this time of impending parting, but she couldn't say anything. In the end, she could only put her mouth to the other person's lips.
The two were like dry wood meeting a raging fire, and their kiss became an unstoppable force.
Zhou Ziqiong's movements were clumsy; all she could do was hold Jing Zhe's head to meet his attacks.
But Jing Zhe was different. His hands continued to knead, and not content with that, he reached down.
When his hand touched the thin underwear, he suddenly froze.
"Sixth Sister, why aren't you wearing a sanitary napkin?"
"Because... my period... ended yesterday..."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe's eyes lit up with excitement, and his breathing became heavier. His reaction seemed contagious, as Zhou Ziqiong's breathing also became heavier.
But she still hugged Jing Zhe first, looked into his eyes, and said, word by word, "Zhe'er, will you be good to me for the rest of your life?"
Jing Zhe nodded: "For a lifetime, it will be."
"Um."
Zhou Ziqiong grinned, a happy smile on her face: "Zhe'er, be gentle...oh~"
"..."
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