0043 The judgment is as requested.
Qu Zhong hasn't celebrated Christmas for many years. It's a bit awkward at this time; during her undergraduate years, she was studying for final exams; during her graduate studies, she was rushing to meet coursework and paper deadlines; and after starting work, she was either working overtime or catching up on sleep.
She hadn't planned on having a boyfriend this year, but who knew she'd find one before Christmas?
"I'm so tired, I just want to sleep."
Qu Zhong rushed from Zone C to Zone Q to see Duan Ningqi early in the morning, and then spent the afternoon frantically filing documents. She was almost exhausted and wanted to refuse Zhai Shi's holiday invitation by acting cute.
Unexpectedly, the reason he gave was exactly what someone wanted: "Come sleep at my place."
Qu Zhong: "..."
I'm not sure if they're talking about the same kind of sleep.
She pretended not to see it, didn't reply, and disagreed.
As a result, when it was time to leave work, Qu Zhong was arrested by the prosecutor who had been waiting for him below as soon as he stepped out of the revolving door.
There was no other way but to be abducted, half-heartedly.
His destination was his home.
It had only been a few days since her last visit to his house, and this time when she entered, the slippers that Zhai had given her were a brand new pair.
It's a light pink color, fluffy, and when you slip it on, it feels like stepping on a big ball of soft, sun-baked cotton.
Qu Zhong's affection was palpable; she couldn't help but lift her foot and tap the ground twice. A casual glance revealed that Zhai Shi's slippers had also changed—they were actually... a matching pair with hers.
Qu Zhongxi couldn't help but subtly raise her lips, then calmly walked inside, saying, "I need to go to the restroom."
"Do as you please."
She pushed open the door and saw an even bigger change in the bathroom—
The mouthwash cups and toothbrushes on the sink have all been replaced with matching couple items.
Ugh, how incredibly tacky.
“Zhai is—”
"Prosecutor Zhai—"
“Zhai is—”
"..."
Qu Zhong wasn't in a hurry to go out; she stood inside and called out to him, using both names in turn. The length of each syllable was slightly different, like a kite string held in her hand, freely controlled.
When Zhai appeared at the door, she raised her eyes and drew his gaze to the sink. Her eyes conveyed understanding, while her fingertips feigned confusion: "What do these mean?"
Zhai leaned against the door, a smile playing on his lips, his tone neither warm nor cold: "It means that no one else can touch me except Qu Zhong."
In other words, it means "exclusively for my heartfelt feelings."
The person in charge was clearly pleased with his answer. She skipped over to him with small, playful steps, her eyes brimming with mischief, cleverness, and of course, a seductive allure.
Her tone was the same: "Then this one in your hand, is it also something that no one but Qu Zhong can touch?"
The one in her arms is Zhai Shi, whom she is holding with her arms outstretched.
She described him as an object of ownership. She was his owner, possessing absolute dominion and control over everything about him.
Zhai smiled without saying a word, and reached out to pull her close. With an almost inlaid force, he made their embrace even tighter and more secure.
After a quiet hug, Qu Zhong's hands began to wander restlessly over his body, as if she were playing a game of hopscotch by herself.
She set and explained the rules, so even if she jumped the wrong way or broke the rules, she wouldn't be punished. Finally, she brazenly jumped to the square she had planned to use—
Zhai is the crotch area, "heaven".
The game ends when both feet touch the ground.
Qu Zhong didn't say much, but patiently began to knead the fabric through her hands. The four powers of possession, use, benefit, disposal, and ownership. Each one was held between her five fingers, being gathered, released, and gathered again.
This continued for a while, and soon the penis in her hand began to react, gradually growing larger and harder in her palm in response to her deliberate teasing.
Looking up, Zhai's deep eyes were filled with a burning and intense desire, like endless wild grass on a plain, growing wildly in the spring breeze.
With his last bit of patience, he pressed down on her hand and chuckled heavily, "What are you doing?"
Qu Zhong smiled and whispered as if revealing a secret in his ear: "My period is over."
At this point, it could no longer be considered a hint, yet Zhai Shi remained calm: "So?"
Who was it that said on the phone this afternoon that they were exhausted and just wanted to sleep? Now they seem to have forgotten everything.
Qu Zhong flinched, her blinking gaze like that of a drunk driver, distorting and ramming in Zhai Shi's pupils, creating chaos.
"I want to do it with you..."
What's wrong with this person? Why do they insist that she tell them?
Zhai chuckled lightly, then suddenly tightened his grip on her arm, lifting her completely into the air.
Qu Zhong exclaimed in surprise, instinctively reaching out to hook her arms around his neck. Her legs also tightened around his waist, like a dodder vine that cannot survive without its host, clinging to him greedily and tenderly, wishing she could grow her whole body on him.
Feeling deeply relied upon, Zhai quickly and deeply kissed her, staying very close to look at her: "Don't even think about sleeping tonight."
He exuded an extremely aggressive aura, and no one doubted that his words were just empty threats.
Qu Zhong tilted her head, avoiding his dark and wet eyes, leaned on his shoulder, and stuck out her tongue to gently lick his ear and neck.
Thump—
Zhai Shituo held her tightly, their lips and tongues entwined, so intense that they could hardly breathe. He kicked the bedroom door open with his leg.
As soon as she entered, Qu Zhong fell backward from the man's embrace and sank into his soft bed.
From the bathroom to the bedroom, they walked along, their clothes falling off in the process. Obstacles were gradually removed, either actively or passively.
Once in bed, Zhai unhooked her bra, completely exposing her breasts. The instant the three clasps came undone, he clearly saw those white, round breasts sway before his eyes with considerable force.
Zhai recalled that the first time he got an erection in public was when he saw these breasts.
His breathing gradually became heavy and rapid. He bent down and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it as if it were a delicacy on a plate, making one nipple hard before moving on to the other, treating it equally with his love.
His hands were placed on her chest, waist, and between her legs, caressing her like a sentry on patrol at midnight, leaving light red fingerprints wherever he went.
"Mmm, mmm...so comfortable..." Zhai Shi kissed and touched her all over her body, and Qu Zhong soon bit her lip and moaned.
As she closed her eyes and became absorbed in the moment, Zhai ripped off her underwear, the last piece of clothing covering her body. He stretched out two fingers and touched it; with just a light press, his fingertips were completely wet.
"Attorney Qu, you're leaking so much fluid down there..."
He deliberately used that term of endearment for her at this moment, just so that the crude words he uttered would make her feel even more embarrassed.
Qu Zhong's face was as red as clouds ablaze at sunrise, yet her eyes were moist. Water and fire coexisted harmoniously in her beautiful features, creating an irresistible visual impact.
"Put it in..." The immense emptiness coming from her little hole made her naturally spread her legs, wrapping them around Zhai Shi's waist like vines, eagerly wanting him to come in and fill her.
Zhai was already rock hard. He pressed the head of his penis against her vulva and slowly pushed it inside.
"Mmm...it's too big..." Only half of it had gone in when Qu Zhong subconsciously sucked it in very tightly, making the insertion incredibly difficult.
Zhai was gripped so tightly her scalp tingled, caught in a dilemma. He reached out a hand to gently stroke Qu Zhong's cheek, while his other hand intertwined with hers. He lowered his head to kiss her, his words carrying a hint of well-intentioned comfort: "Uh, be gentle... relax... don't squeeze so tight..."
While Qu Zhong was enjoying kissing him, Zhai thrust his hips and inserted his entire penis inside.
"Ugh..." Qu Zhong couldn't adapt all at once. She grabbed the bed sheet, curled her toes, and tried to back away impatiently.
Her warm, hot spring-like vagina soothed his penis, making it incredibly pleasurable. How could Zhai possibly let her leave even for a moment? He pulled her forward, thrusting into her forcefully, faster and faster, each thrust reaching her deepest point, wishing her vagina could go any deeper.
Qu Zhong screamed repeatedly as she was being fucked: "Ahhh, it's too fast, too deep...no...uhh..."
Her moans were never to be taken seriously. She'd say no, but her lower body would overflow with fluids. But this time, Zhai actually complied with her request and withdrew completely from her.
Qu Zhong slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at him. Her labia trembled slightly, and her vulva was as shimmering as a spring rain.
Seeing that Zhai hadn't made any further move, she proactively lifted her buttocks, seeking his erect penis between his legs, moaning, "Mmm...it's so itchy...I want it..."
Zhai Shi became unusually patient at this moment. He didn't rush to insert it again, but instead gently pressed a soft spot on her chin with his thumb, wanting her to tell him the truth: "Do you want it or not?"
Qu Zhong was like a plaintiff submitting a lawsuit to the court, and Zhai was her judge. He ordered her to clarify her claims, and she hoped he would rule as she requested.
"I want it...give it to me quickly...waaaah..." She completely gave in, begging him to have sex with her without reservation.
Zhai then scooped her up, flipped her over, changed her position, and penetrated her from behind.
"Ah, ah... Zhai is... so deep... this position is so deep, I love it..."
To maintain his balance, Qu Zhong gripped the iron handles at the head of the bed tightly with both hands. For a moment, his palms felt icy cold, but his lower body was burning hot.
One body, two contrasting tactile sensations.
It felt so good.
Qu Zhong twisted her waist incessantly to meet the thrusting movements of the person behind her, her moans becoming increasingly lewd, while Zhai Shi's movements became more and more exaggerated.
"I...I can't take it anymore...I'm about to come..."
After being hit countless times, Qu Zhong began to scream in a manner that was both crying and laughing, and then she began to tremble uncontrollably. The ultimate pleasure was like a thunderbolt striking, an unparalleled experience from head to toe.
At the same time, Zhai's waist tightened as she squeezed him, and he gritted his teeth as he pulled his penis out of her sensitive, twitching body, then quickly began to masturbate with his hand.
The moment Qu Zhong's body went completely limp and she turned to meet his gaze, Zhai Shi ejaculated heavily.
It all landed on her fair back, not a single drop.
They kissed again.
As the clock struck midnight, Qu Zhong collapsed weakly onto Zhai Shi. He kissed her eyelids and immediately said to her, "Merry Christmas, Qu Zhong."
"Hmm..." Qu Zhong was probably already asleep, but subconsciously, she mumbled in a drowsy, nasal voice, "Merry Christmas..."
Zhai earnestly reminded him in the same decibels, "Anything else?"
After a few seconds of silence, a low, rhythmic laugh emanated from Zhai Shi's chest, like tiny flowers suddenly blooming in his heart. Unnamed, yet exquisitely fragrant.
"Merry Christmas, Zhai Shi."
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