"Really?" Fish Girl Rabbit sent a terrified QQ emoji.

"Really, I succeeded," Little Three answered affirmatively with a triumphant gesture.

"Ah?..." After a long pause, Fish Girl Rabbit replied again, "Did it hurt?" "Not at all." Little Three typed with lightning speed: "He was so incredibly considerate, and his movements were gentle.

I didn't feel any pain whatsoever." "Really?" Fish Girl Rabbit sent a surprised expression: "Then what did it feel like?" "The feeling..." This time, Little Three pondered for a long while before answering, "I'm not quite sure how to describe it.

It was like being filled up, like my whole body was completely full—very substantial, very secure, a feeling of profound happiness, as if I was floating away, weightless, suspended in the sky." It took Fish Girl Rabbit a long time to reply again, adding an embarrassed emoji: "The way you describe it sounds like you're talking about taking drugs." "If it's like drugs, then he is my drug," Little Three replied instantly.

Is he your drug?

On the other end of the computer, Bailu, whose nickname was Fish Girl Rabbit, fell silent.

After a long stretch, she gave a wry smile and murmured to herself, "Isn't he my drug too?

I’ve been addicted to him for so long." Seeing her delayed response, Siyuan, nicknamed Little Three, typed, "Xiao Bai?" Bailu hastily collected her thoughts and typed back, "He's so big—can you really accommodate him?" Soon, Siyuan replied with a sneaky laugh, a big laugh, and a custom ground-thumping emoji: "I didn't understand at the time.

He only inserted the front part then.

He said he was planning to go slowly after I got used to it a few times." What a considerate man.

Bailu nodded repeatedly in empathy.

She remembered the stories her dorm mates shared about their first times with their boyfriends—bleeding profusely from being stretched raw, being in agonizing pain, yet the boyfriend refusing to stop until he finished.

Compared to Wang Zhuo, it was a world apart.

Suddenly, she remembered a crucial question and quickly asked, "Did you bleed?" "Of course," Siyuan’s text carried a note of pride.

"A lot!

Wait a second, I’ll send you a picture." Send me?

Bailu was confused by her abrupt statement, but Siyuan, Little Three, quickly sent over a photo.

It showed a light blue striped order slip with bloodstains in three places.

She quickly magnified the photo.

At the bottom of the image, one bloodstain was droplet-shaped, perhaps seven or eight drops.

The other two areas showed signs of smearing and weren't very substantial.

She immediately unleashed her rich imagination, mentally simulating the scene as it must have happened.

Little Three sent another sneaky laugh emoji: "We've collected this order slip.

It’s a souvenir, a memento!" This must mean they’ve achieved success...

Bailu forced a wry smile.

While envying Siyuan, she worried about her own unrequited love.

If a sixteen-year-old girl could achieve her dream, yet she remained so distant from him—it was truly disheartening.

"Xiao Bai," Siyuan saw she hadn't replied and guessed she must be indulging in self-pity.

She offered comfort: "Don't worry.

As long as I'm here, I promise I’ll make sure you get him.

Leave this to me." Bailu sent an affectionate emoji, deeply moved, yet her heart felt even heavier.

Even if she obtained him, what then?

She couldn't compare to any of his girlfriends.

If she managed to get him, what fraction of him would she be?

One-tenth, or one-twentieth?

"Oh, right, right!" Just as she was sinking into gloom, Little Three’s fingers flew rapidly across the screen: "I forgot to tell you, Director Wang highly praised my technique!

He called me the best in the world." She sent a smug expression and continued, "I knew this was what he liked most!

See?

I was right after all.

All that practice I did with cucumbers and radishes wasn't for nothing!" Bailu was suddenly torn between laughter and tears, deeply embarrassed.

Only the wild Siyuan could do something like this.

It was almost unbelievable: a virgin practicing that technique with cucumbers, radishes, and eggplants just to please her future boyfriend—it was too insane!

Chinese education instilled in children from a young age that those private parts were dirty and unhygienic, not to be touched.

Furthermore, parents taught their children that sex was filthy, shameful, and base, and that noble people should stay far away from such matters.

This created significant misconceptions in many people when they grew up.

Bailu was one such person; she found Siyuan’s actions utterly bizarre.

How could one use their mouth for that?

It was simply inconceivable.

Siyuan, however, having lost both parents early, had never received any such education.

She was essentially a blank slate.

Later, when the neighbor, Brother Xiao Ma, introduced her to scams, her initiation involved scenes of celebrities sleeping with officials, mistresses keeping wealthy men, and rich women with young boys.

Her enlightenment in this area was thus direct and raw.

At the time, she didn't even fully grasp what these people were doing.

Consequently, her capacity for acceptance in this regard was vastly different from Bailu’s.

One overcorrected, the other hadn't figured things out yet.

When the two met, the difference in their worldviews was immense.

"Xiao Bai, have you practiced?" Little Three suddenly asked.

After an awkward emoji, Fish