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Yan Jingguo felt a sense of relief after finishing, chuckling as he playfully thrust a couple more times. His limp member slipped away from Ye Ling's delightful little world, and he stepped back onto the ground, taking two bouncy steps. It truly felt exhilarating. Ye Ling was at a loss for words, still leaning on the armrest, unsure of what to do, while Yan Jingguo was already tidying up his soiled pants.
"That felt great!" he exclaimed.
"Hey, you... that's irresponsible," Ye Ling replied, clearly displeased.
"I have things to do," Yan Jingguo said as he pulled her up. This time it was his turn to act nonchalant. "Hurry up, we’re running out of time!"
"No way! I want more!" Ye Ling pouted like a spoiled child.
"Alright, alright," Yan Jingguo mimicked her earlier words. "We'll do it another day!"
Even if it could be postponed, Ye Ling was adamant that she wouldn't agree now! But Yan Jingguo was already heading for the door.
With her cheeks puffed up in frustration, Ye Ling picked up her torn underwear and threw it at Yan Jingguo's face. He remained his cheeky self, catching the underwear that fell from his face and blowing her a kiss with a playful raise of his eyebrows before shutting the door with a decisive click, leaving a flustered Ye Ling behind. Not long after, the sound of a motorcycle echoed away.
"Stupid boy! Ugh!" Ye Ling grumbled as she adjusted her skirt, slung her bag over her shoulder, picked up her keychain, and sulked up the stairs.
With a sticky feeling between her legs, climbing the stairs felt odd. She suppressed the unsettling urge to let something slip out and finally made it to the top floor.
Zhu Yong's room was dark and locked; he hadn’t returned yet. Ye Ling felt an emptiness in her heart, filled with both helplessness and disappointment. She spread out her keychain, just about to find the key to his room when Yue Jian's door swung open at the stairwell with a surprised "Ah!" Three people emerged from inside—Yue Jian, Xia Juhua, and Ding Hui.
Xia Juhua stepped out and spotted Ye Ling with excitement. "Great! Ye Ling is here!"
She then dashed over barefoot and asked, "Can we all go watch videos in Zhu Yong's room? I'm so bored! I don't know what else to do!"
"Sure!" Ye Ling replied as she unlocked the door.
However, Ding Hui was looking for her shoes. "I’m not going; I have to head back. Xu Lianzhang is coming to see me." Xu Lianzhang was someone she was seeing.
"Oh dear..." Xia Juhua said in a teasing tone.
"Oh dear..." Ye Ling echoed.
Ding Hui smiled happily as she put on her shoes and waved goodbye. "See you!"
"Go on! Go on!" Xia Juhua and Ye Ling stuck their tongues out at her playfully.
As Ding Hui left down the stairs, Ye Ling let Xia Juhua and Yue Jian into Zhu Yong's room. She rummaged through the closet and said, "You guys help yourselves; I want to wash my face first."
Without needing Ye Ling to say anything further, they had already knelt together in front of the television selecting tapes. Ye Ling found a pair of shorts, grabbed a towel, opened the bathroom door, took off her long skirt, and turned on the showerhead to rinse off the sticky residue between her legs. The cool water sprayed against her delicate skin made her heart race again; she couldn't help but curse Yan Jingguo once more.
After drying off the remaining droplets of water, without any underwear left to wear, she slipped into the shorts that felt oddly refreshing against her skin. When she returned, Xia Juhua and Yue Jian had already picked out a movie and were watching it.
It was a comedy film that was quite lively; Ye Ling found it entertaining but had already seen it just days before. She chatted with them for a while before making an excuse that she was feeling tired and wanted to rest. Since they were all familiar with each other and young people often disregarded formalities, she let them continue watching while she lay down on Zhu Yong's bed and closed her eyes to relax.
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