Ziyi nodded, then shook her head, "I... can't really explain it. I should have felt it a little, but not as strongly as I imagined."
She saw that Qin Yuhuan would make sounds uncontrollably, but she didn't. She could even endure a few moans in the beginning, and didn't experience what Qin Yuhuan had described before, her mind was a mess.
She remained sane throughout the entire process.
"I do...I think I do a little bit." Ziyi recalled her feelings.
"Well...it wasn't dry when I touched it." Qin Yuhuan also provided her observations.
The two of them sat on the bed and recalled every detail of the past. They tried it again when it was almost dawn. This time, Qin Yuhuan prolonged the foreplay time infinitely, but the result was the same.
The word "joy" seems to have nothing to do with posture.
Qin Yuhuan felt extremely frustrated, tears streaming down her face, which made Ziyi laugh. "It's okay, sister, it's okay. We can practice again. I'll go see Sister Jiang, okay? Maybe I have some hidden illness."
Qin Yuhuan felt even more upset when he heard about the hidden illness. "Then I'd rather it's just that my skills are poor."
At least her poor technique is her problem, and she will get better if she practices more.
"You go to sleep first," Qin Yuhuan pressed Ziyi onto the bed, took his phone from the bedside table and began to search for the problem they had encountered, "I need to look up some more information."
She now suspected that Ziyi had some psychological trauma that she herself was not even aware of, or perhaps... she was just wary, because Ziyi was too nervous throughout the whole process, and even if she tried her best to comfort her, Ziyi could not completely relax.
But his phone was taken away by someone, "You play with your phone without turning on the light, do you want your eyes?"
"Xiao Zi," Qin Yuhuan turned around and put his arms around Ziyi's waist, and said softly, "Tell me about the past. I want to eavesdrop."
Ziyi: ...
"As I recall, it was boring, and perhaps a little embarrassing." Ziyi recalled the few times she and Shu Baizhu had sex. "In the early years, I was always looking forward to it, but she wouldn't respond at all. I didn't know whether it was good or bad. It was as if I was forcing her. I tried so hard to please her, but in the end, I was left disappointed."
However, none of them were successful.
Until now, she still doesn't know whether Shu Baizhu is the same as her, also indifferent.
Passing his arm under Qin Yuhuan's head, he said softly, "So I understand your frustration. Don't be afraid. I will practice with you. Even if I'm sick, I'll go see a doctor."
It is truly sad not to be able to please the one you love.
"You said, she never touched you?" Qin Yuhuan was wondering if it was because Ziyi had never had any contact with her before, so she felt a little resistant to the strangeness and unknown.
"Well, it doesn't seem so." Being reminded of this, Ziyi finally remembered, "It was probably when I was thirty, she drank too much, and when we got home she wanted me without asking, and I didn't refuse. At that time... it was just like now, I just felt pain, but I still endured it the whole time."
"It's been so long, I almost forgot about it. I didn't mean to lie to you. Sorry." Ziyi felt a little guilty, as if she had lied to Qin Yuhuan. "There won't be a next time."
"So when you woke up the next day, were you embarrassed?" Qin Yuhuan seemed to be simply curious about everything about Ziyi's past. After they were together, she rarely asked about Ziyi and Shu Baizhu's past, for fear that Ziyi would be embarrassed. But this time, she seemed to have no such concerns.
Ziyi shook her head, "Well... I woke up the next day and didn't see her. Later I went to her parents' house to pick her up and heard some of what she said."
Shu Baizhu said: "If you want her money, she must be mine."
"I didn't hear the whole thing," Ziyi said, closing her eyes. "The babysitter happened to pass by and called me, and then they all fell silent."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" It was fine when she didn't think about it, but when she did, she realized that she was really reckless when she was young. It seemed that her reason and brain were all thrown out of the window. "I used to think, if her family wants money, just give it to them. The money I earn is more than they can spend in their lifetime."
Qin Yuhuan came out of Ziyi's arms and hugged Ziyi in his arms with his backhand, "Don't worry, I don't mind Xiaozi's stupidity, and I will cherish Xiaozi's love brain."
She could probably figure out some of Ziyi's nervousness about sex. She ruffled Ziyi's hair and kissed her on the lips, "Go to sleep, my little fool."
"No, I'm not that stupid." Ziyi laughed softly, "It's just that my vision wasn't very good. I didn't know how to judge people when I was young."
The past is about the heart, the present is about the actions.
Judging from his deeds alone, Shu Baizhu should go as far as possible.
When Ziyi went to work, Qin Yuhuan went out to the office building of Qi Guang Games.
Jiang Haitang pondered for a long time. "The condition you described cannot be cured by taking medicine. Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. The best I can do is recommend a good psychiatrist to you."
"But I can give you a little tip. Everyone's physique is different. Some people are naturally unable to experience inner pleasure. You can stimulate the outside." Jiang Haitang kicked Wen, who was working. Wen Jiuying quietly moved the chair away and made room for the drawer. "Here's a booklet. A friend gave it to you a few days ago. I'm giving it to you."
Qin Yuhuan:...?
She opened the booklet and found some particularly simple line drawings. Although the painting skills were not superb, it could be seen that the person who drew it was definitely a soul painter.
Nothing that should be expressed was left out.
"I'll look through the psychiatrist's business card later and give it to you. As for you, you'd better talk to Xiaozi about your thoughts when you go back. Seeing a psychiatrist is something you need to figure out on your own. Only communication can be effective."
Qin Yuhuan thanked him and was about to leave when Jiang Haitang waved at her and said, "It's just in time for you to come. Take my pulse."
Qin Yuhuan: ...
The guilty feeling she felt in front of the Chinese medicine doctor came up again. Fortunately, this time Jiang Haitang was very satisfied with her pulse. "You have been taking the medicine honestly. It's not bad. I will get two sets of medicine and send them to you later for your nourishment."
Qin Yuhuan: ...
"Sister Jiang, I... am I really that weak?"
Jiang Haitang was extremely happy. "It's okay. It's normal for young people to have a romantic relationship and have some fun. It's understandable."
Qin Yuhuan: ...
Ziyi, on the other hand, was a little surprised when she learned that Qin Yuhuan went to Qi Guang Games. "Me? Psychological problems?"
It seemed unlikely at first, but when I thought about it carefully... his expression gradually fell, and it seemed to be true.
"Sister Jiang recommended a psychiatrist to me," Qin Yuhuan forwarded the doctor's business card and office address to Ziyi. "Xiaozi, if you don't want to go, then we won't go. It's okay. Don't put pressure on yourself."
Ziyi had no demands on her before, and Qin Yuhuan was the same at the moment. She just hoped that Ziyi could relax, not that she had to solve this problem.
After all, the booklet says that there is no inner high, but there is outer high, and everyone has outer high, dozens of times a night.
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