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As the television broadcast continued, the entire affair was finally exposed at a party, transforming into a chaotic scene of unrestrained passion. No one could tell who was who amidst the uproar, with loud voices and the aroma of flesh filling the air as people exchanged partners all around.
Yang Min felt her hair stand on end as if she were experiencing it all firsthand, becoming a part of the scene on screen. She began to passionately engage with Li Bin, sinking deeply each time, wishing she could envelop him entirely.
Li Bin had never seen Yang Min in such a frenzied state. She pounced on him like a silent ambushing lioness, unleashing her pent-up desires. Her movements were relentless, completely overpowering him. The intensity of their connection was overwhelming; even Li Bin struggled to withstand the waves of pleasure. Watching the usually gentle and composed Yang Min transform into someone so seductive felt strangely exhilarating, igniting a peculiar thrill within him. Their bed creaked under the fervor of their union, perhaps the most passionate encounter they had shared since they met.
Just as the muscular men on television began to climax on the beautiful women’s faces, Yang Min let out a captivating moan, her legs trembling uncontrollably. She tightly enveloped him, and her excitement caused her essence to spill forth. Unable to resist her fervent call, Li Bin also reached his peak.
Yang Min swayed on top of Li Bin like someone intoxicated, but when she lost her balance and fell onto the bed, Li Bin hurried to catch her. Despite his efforts, she landed on the spring mattress. He gently caressed her flushed cheek and asked, "Are you okay?"
Yang Min merely responded with a soft "mm," lacking even the strength to open her eyes. Li Bin inquired further, but she couldn’t respond; it seemed she was exhausted. He wrapped his arms around her, turned off the television with the remote control, switched off the bedside lamp, and pulled up the blanket, plunging the room into darkness and silence.
Had Yang Min fallen asleep? Not quite! She simply felt too lazy to speak. Her heart was still racing with strange emotions as she recalled that night market dance girl, the lewd gazes from everyone around her, those hands that had touched her, and that woman on the tram. She remembered all sorts of scenes—the naked men and women scattered throughout the hall—and those close-ups of male and female bodies intertwined. Thoughts swirled in her mind as she recalled bizarre ideas and that young man's enigmatic gaze. Her heart raced with conflicting emotions as she tossed and turned in bed, feeling an emptiness in her chest.
Li Bin seemed to have fallen asleep beside her. Turning to look at his peaceful face, she affectionately caressed it and kissed his forehead before sitting up and getting out of bed. She walked over to the window and opened it slightly; the bright full moon illuminated the glass pane—was it the fifteenth night? She pushed open the window wider, letting in a chill.
Across the street stood a 24-hour convenience store with its lights still shining brightly. On a motorcycle parked under the awning sat someone—Yang Min rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Yes! It was him! The young man who had touched her at the night market. He sat there swinging his legs; in this quiet little town at such a late hour with hardly anyone around, what was he doing?
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