Was Xu Chu truly exhausted? In fact, she had long passed the stage of mere tiredness; she was practically numb.

The alcohol consumed before arriving, coupled with the four bottles of beer downed in Wang Zhuo's room, had long since worn off. Her body's capacity to process alcohol was undeniable; Wang Zhuo felt genuinely inadequate in comparison.

When emboldened by drink, taking impulsive actions is not difficult, but once the haze of intoxication lifts, the experience solidifies, and the feelings shift.

When she lay almost completely bare, clad only in her panties, arched back on the sofa, with the man straddling her chest, slowly guiding that burning fullness into her mouth; when he had her positioned beneath the window, serving him while listening to him greet classmates downstairs; when he praised