In the 1980s, how many people had ever left mainland China? They came from good families, had broad knowledge and high standards, and were also in good shape. The places their hands touched were all hard and firm, and the feel of their hands was very different.
His legs were long and straight, just like Chu Yu's preference for men with long, slender legs. Dai Donglin really catered to her taste.
The two were exchanging glances, the air thick with tension. Dai Donglin went on a date today, leaving Mi Fei to miserably act as the porter. He helped the workers carry the appliances in, sweating profusely, and then looked up to see Dai Donglin on a date.
Mi Fei wanted to take a picture of that disgusting sight and share it widely on his WeChat Moments in Beijing.
Dai Donglin glanced at Mi Fei and said, "Help me move the best color TV and deliver it to Mandarin's store."
"Okay, bro," Mi Fei replied with a wry smile, becoming a love deliveryman.
After handing over the dirty and tiring work to his buddy, Dai Donglin took Chu Yu back to their lodgings. The two hadn't been alone together for a long time, and the air became hot as soon as they entered the room. Dai Donglin carried Chu Yu up and pushed her up.
Chu Yu wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled meaningfully. Dai Donglin felt that she had figured out his little thoughts perfectly.
He had a roguish charm about him, yet he still whispered in her ear, "It's been so long since I've touched you, can I touch you?"
Chu Yu's face flushed. Who would be foolish enough to ask that question? It was just a natural thing to do.
"Don't touch it."
Dai Donglin kissed her lips, their tongues meeting in a deep kiss that made Chu Yu breathless. Dai Donglin's fingers ignited a fire within her, and she let out a soft moan, overwhelmed by the tingling sensation. His lips captured her earlobe, tracing a path down her smooth collarbone, the wet touch driving him mad.
"How come you're so skilled?" Chu Yu asked in a soft voice.
Dai Donglin thought to himself, "Is that even a question? I've had this dream several times already. I've wanted to do it in my dreams for a long time, but I was afraid of scaring her. Besides, men are all self-taught, and she's the only one who's so naive and doesn't understand anything."
"Am I proficient? I don't think so. How about this, let me do it a few more times, and I'll get the hang of it after a few more tries." Dai Donglin was quite shameless.
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