Last summer vacation, Zhou Shengchen came to M Country once again, and taking advantage of Zhao Mosheng's bad mood, he took her out for drinks, leading to a drunken night of passion.
Thus, things progressed naturally; after the first time, there would inevitably be a second and a third.
Countless days and nights later, through Zhou Shengchen's hard work, Zhao Mosheng completely became his girlfriend, inside and out.
Now, Zhou Shengchen dares to say he understands her body even better than Zhao Mosheng herself.
Zhao Mosheng: "Shengchen, did you come to M Country?"
Hearing Zhao Mosheng's soft and sweet voice on the other end of the phone, Zhou Shengchen curiously asked, "How did you know I came to M Country? I don't remember posting anything on social media!"
Zhao Mosheng replied, "The landlady told me she saw a young man unlocking my door yesterday and asked if it was me who gave him the key."
Zhou Shengchen responded with an "oh" and asked, "When will you be back?"
Zhao Mosheng: "In half an hour."
Zhou Shengchen: "Then I'll wait for you."
Half an hour later, Zhou Shengchen heard a knock on the door, and then a beautiful woman wearing a mask walked in.
The pale yellow long dress wrapped her tightly, but it couldn't hide her curvaceous figure.
Her curves were beyond perfect, making men dream of her and women deeply envious.
As she took off her mask, a perfect face appeared before Zhou Shengchen's eyes; it was his girlfriend, Zhao Mosheng.
Before Zhou Shengchen could speak, Zhao Mosheng suddenly stood on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her crimson lips against his.
Zhou Shengchen wrapped his arms around her back, closing his eyes to savor her passion.
As their lips parted, Zhou Shengchen asked in confusion, "Why are you wearing a mask on such a hot day?"
"The car I took back was a bit smelly, so I put it on," Zhao Mosheng said, suddenly blushing and shyly adding:
"You wait here; I’m going to take a shower."
After saying that, she took off her outer clothing right in front of Zhou Shengchen and walked straight towards the bathroom.
Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom and thinking about what was about to happen, Zhou Shengchen couldn't help but feel a bit restless.
After nearly an hour, Zhao Mosheng finally emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a thin towel.
Her beautiful figure was faintly visible, her fair face was exceptionally flushed, and her black hair was still damp, covered in droplets of water.
She looked like a goddess emerging from the bath, pure and beautiful, untainted by the mud, and not seductive despite her allure; she truly deserved to be Zhou Shengchen's girlfriend.
Zhou Shengchen stared at the beauty before him, completely mesmerized, captivated by her beauty and elegance, utterly in love.
He stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her slim waist, holding her tightly, and buried his head in her hair, inhaling her fragrance.
Pushing Zhou Shengchen away, Zhao Mosheng's face turned red as she said, "You should go take a shower."
"I don't want to," Zhou Shengchen replied with a pained expression.
"You have to wash up; otherwise, people will..."
At this point, Zhao Mosheng's charming face turned even redder.
Zhou Shengchen wore a teasing smile, "Otherwise what?"
"Hmph, I won't tell you."
Zhao Mosheng shot him a glance, pouting, "If you don't understand, then forget it."
"Haha, of course I understand."
After saying that, Zhou Shengchen released Zhao Mosheng's waist and turned to head to the bathroom.
Zhao Mosheng found a hairdryer in the drawer, plugged it in, and started drying her hair.
Looking at her jade-like face in the mirror and recalling all the kindness Zhou Shengchen had shown her over the past three years, Zhao Mosheng's beautiful eyes filled with deep affection.
Before long, Zhou Shengchen emerged from the bathroom, and seeing Zhao Mosheng sitting upright, he couldn't help but smile.
"Zhou Shengchen, am I pretty?"
Zhao Mosheng's subtlety, her shyness, and her desire were all laid bare before Zhou Shengchen at that moment.
"Mmm! Very pretty!"
Though his desire was strong, Zhou Shengchen's mood was incredibly calm at that moment.
He reached out, lifting Zhao Mosheng's delicate chin, gazing deeply into her blushing and radiant face.
"Mosheng!"
There was no need for more words; Zhou Shengchen directly expressed his feelings for Zhao Mosheng through action.
His body slowly pressed against Zhao Mosheng's delicate form, and his eager lips gently brushed against her soft pink ones.
"Mmm... Zhou Shengchen!"
After a few minutes of deep kissing, they finally parted, gasping for breath.
As Zhao Mosheng called out to him affectionately, Zhou Shengchen trailed his lips down from her mouth, slowly untying her thin bathrobe.
Under his fiery gaze filled with desire, Zhao Mosheng shyly closed her eyes, which were as dark as obsidian.
Her exquisite and ethereal face was flushed as if it would bleed.
Zhou Shengchen looked at the beauty before him, feeling parched, as if he were about to be completely ignited by the fire of desire rising from the depths of his soul!
Bending down, he picked up the beauty in front of him and quickly headed towards the bedroom...
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After the storm, Zhou Shengchen carried Zhao Mosheng to the bathroom to clean up.
When they returned to the bedroom again, it was already an hour and a half later, and Zhao Mosheng had long since fallen asleep.
Zhou Shengchen gently kissed her on the lips, holding her close as he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, before Zhou Shengchen had woken up, Zhao Mosheng was already awake.
Unlike her usual self when sleeping alone, Zhao Mosheng felt a bit lazy as her awareness returned, realizing she was held in someone's arms. The broad chest and strong arms made her sleep soundly last night.
The scenes from last night played in her mind like a slideshow, and looking at the man before her, recalling their past, Zhao Mosheng felt a whirlwind of emotions inside.
While Zhao Mosheng was lost in thought, Zhou Shengchen also opened his eyes.
Seeing Zhao Mosheng in a daze, Zhou Shengchen couldn't help but tease, "Thinking about something so early in the morning?"
His voice interrupted Zhao Mosheng's thoughts, and she realized Zhou Shengchen was already awake.
"I wasn't thinking about anything!"
She rolled her eyes playfully, nestled in Zhou Shengchen's embrace, and gently stroked his face, suddenly showing a puzzled expression:
"Zhou Shengchen, why do I feel like you've gotten taller and more handsome this time, and your figure seems even better?"
Zhou Shengchen smiled and said, "You're not mistaken; I've broken through in strength, so naturally, I've changed a bit."
Zhao Mosheng suddenly understood.
As Zhou Shengchen's close companion, she was more aware of his changes than anyone else.