After a silence, is it an explosion or perversion? Wang Zhuo had pondered this question deeply, finally concluding that he was on the path of explosion. As one exceptional woman after another entered his inner world, the inevitable harem complex of assimilation and collection erupted. As for the perversion guessed by He Ye and Xu Chu, perhaps there was a little, but wasn't that just a preference, or should it be called a particular taste?
“Now, is this a sense of conquest?”
He Ye’s soft voice pulled him back from his thoughts to reality. Her red lips temporarily left Wang Zhuo’s pride, but she considerately pressed it against her delicate cheek, gazing at him with gentle eyes.
“No, it’s a sense of accomplishment,” Wang Zhuo curved his lips, shaking his head with a smile.
“If I put this in my mouth, will that bring you a sense of accomplishment?” He Ye gave a slightly self-deprecating laugh, disbelieving Wang Zhuo’s answer.
Wang Zhuo lovingly brushed back her bangs and chuckled, “Why not? At least one hundred million men on Earth wish they could do this, yet I accomplished it. Don't you think I should feel proud?”
He Ye was rather speechless at this comparison; it made sense, but the words really weren't pleasant to hear!
“Call the school in a bit. I won’t be back tonight…” Wang Zhuo smiled faintly with deep meaning, “If I haven't miscalculated, today is your safe period. This will surely be a wonderful night…”
He Ye’s heart pounded like a drum, and she said timidly, “Wang Zhuo, I’m scared.”
“Scared of what?” Wang Zhuo asked knowingly.
He Ye awkwardly gestured the length, then smiled bitterly and said, “You’ll stuff me until I choke… Just kill me.” Wasn't this, in its own way, a compliment? Wang Zhuo laughed heartily, flicked her pert nose, and said, “Don’t worry, I definitely won’t disappoint you!”
“Are you very experienced?” the campus belle asked pitifully.
Wang Zhuo smiled profoundly, evading the question. “Chat time is over, my diligent little ant. Time to get to work!”
A slightly cool little ant quickly began to crawl up from his thigh, tapping and sweeping with a brisk frequency. It traversed the thicket of green moss, delving deep into the valley and bravely climbing the peak.
The intense pleasure stimulated Wang Zhuo to involuntarily writhe his body. The little ant spun and danced joyfully on the treetop. Hearing Wang Zhuo let out involuntary hums of comfort, a sly smile flickered in He Ye’s eyes.
The oppressed—did they not also possess their own wisdom of resistance? He Ye actually found her sense of accomplishment right there in Wang Zhuo’s momentary loss of composure!
Wang Zhuo had completely forgotten about that mob of ruffians and the police outside the vehicle; he was currently enjoying absolute bliss. If it weren't for the uninvited guest Xu Meng’s presence, Wang Zhuo would immediately summon Xu Chu to enjoy the long-planned ice-and-fire feast!
He scooped up the campus belle’s lovely face and praised her sincerely, “You are my best little chef. This ‘Ants Climbing a Tree’ dish I taught you was truly perfected by you.”
He Ye let her tongue, tiredly numb, rest for a moment, then pouted charmingly, “I’m exhausted. Thank goodness your growth was delayed during your middle school years…”
“What are you talking about? I don’t understand,” Wang Zhuo scratched his head sheepishly.
“Didn’t your physical growth stall because your family was poor and couldn't provide enough nutrition in your meals?” He Ye smiled playfully, “If you let that tree grow unchecked, who knows how tall it would get? How would I climb it?”
Wang Zhuo’s laughter almost carried outside the vehicle. Hearing the commotion, Xu Chu, who was in the downstairs bathroom, curiously walked out.
“So your little mouth not only has good technique but is also quite eloquent,” Wang Zhuo glanced at Xu Chu who was quietly heading upstairs, smiled, and gently pulled her earlobe, “Give me one more deep one, then I’ll go deal with those people, and we’ll change locations to play.”
When other men were in love, they had to coax, deceive, accommodate, and beg their girlfriends just to do a little something. Although He Ye lacked practical experience, she had long seen through the intricacies and knew all the tricks.
But with Wang Zhuo, it was completely different—all the little techniques she had grasped were useless. And so, he once again brazenly invaded her red lips, pushed past her tightly closed teeth, broke through the soft tongue, and thrust a ball of hot, proud vigor within…
As she held her breath, the beautiful campus belle knew—she had finally been utterly conquered by this domineering, gentle, considerate, and strong man, both body and soul. His demands were irresistible; his needs must be satisfied. From this moment on, she was his most loyal forbidden pleasure. Body and spirit submitted, utterly drowned.
Releasing the nearly suffocating girl, Wang Zhuo lovingly patted her back, comforting her softly.
He Ye coughed hard and glared at him playfully, which only earned her a considerate smile in return.
Yet, there was a warm feeling.
“You just rest here for a while; don’t go downstairs,” Wang Zhuo stretched luxuriously, sat up straight, “I’ll go take care of things outside.”
“How long will it take?” He Ye asked timidly.
Wang Zhuo chuckled slyly: “Play dumb with the police, go to the station, and then slip away midway.”
Gathering her courage, He Ye whispered, “Then I’ll wait for you.”
“I’ll come with Xu Chu,” Wang Zhuo stared into her eyes, waiting for her reaction.
With a wry smile and a sigh, the campus belle looked back at him with bright eyes: “You are a selfish man.”
Wang Zhuo understood the meaning behind her words. Which girl didn’t long for a perfect first time? And if another woman was present during that first time, especially involving an ice-and-fire spectacle—was that man not selfish?
“You will like my selfishness,” Wang Zhuo countered with a confident smile, suddenly reaching out and slipping his hand beneath her vacuum-sealed skirt.
Like a strange current, it instantly traveled from the core of her legs throughout her entire body—soreness, numbness, tingling, itchiness, mixed with intoxicating pleasure. He Ye hastily clamped her legs shut, but Wang Zhuo’s hand had already retreated.
“See? The body doesn't lie,” Wang Zhuo mischievously showed her his glistening finger: “Wait for us to come back.”
Another innocent girl had been tricked by Instructor Wang!
At that moment, she was lying in the center of the circular waterbed in the bedroom, gazing dizzily at the seven-colored aurora flowing across the ceiling, feeling a faint melancholy over being a wicked woman with latent wanton genes deep within her bones.
In reality, that was just a completely normal physiological response. At her age, it was the prime time for fertility. Forget acting as Wang Zhuo's “little chef” for so long; even hearing a few overtly flirtatious words could cause her body to secrete lubricant.
This was the normal phenomenon; if Wang Zhuo had pulled out a dry hand, she should be heading to the gynecologist!
He Ye vaguely accepted the prospect of the ice-and-fire feast. The RV drove quietly and smoothly; her mind was already miles away.
“How is your sister?”
Wang Zhuo, who was driving, asked Xu Chu knowingly, though he had already seen Xu Meng’s condition using his X-ray vision. Asking was merely a gesture of concern, purely for appearances.
“She’s fine,” Xu Chu indeed replied gratefully, “Thank goodness for you; otherwise, I really don’t know what else she might have endured tonight.”
“You mean she might have jumped into the Huangpu River next door, right?” Wang Zhuo smiled faintly, “I can tell. She isn’t that type of person.”
Xu Chu gave a bitter smile and pleaded, “My sister is very strong-willed; don't look down on her just because she had a secret affair with another man.”
“I know she’s strong-willed,” Wang Zhuo smiled and shook his head, “Of course, she won't jump into the Huangpu River. I’m afraid she might find a knife and take her enemy down with her.”
Xu Chu paused, then actually agreed with the possibility, anxiously asking with concern, “Then what should we do? I also feel like she’s a bit strange right now, too calm, as if nothing happened!”
Wang Zhuo shrugged slightly, “Do you need my help?”
“Please, please!” Xu Chu quickly clasped her hands in supplication.
Wang Zhuo smiled wryly, “Aren’t you going to ask how I can help? You have such faith in me?”
“You are my idol; I’ve been blindly devoted to you for a long time,” Xu Chu said with a sweet smile, stating the plain truth.
Wang Zhuo shook his head wryly, “Go ask your sister to come sit here, and you go cook in the kitchen—four servings.”
“I can’t cook,” Xu Chu said sheepishly, “Let’s just eat at a restaurant; I’ll treat you to a big meal—”
“Forget the restaurant; tonight’s big meal is you,” Wang Zhuo said crossly, “Then go upstairs and find He Ye; she definitely knows how to cook.”
“Do we really have to cook ourselves?” Xu Chu pouted, selectively ignoring the matter of tonight’s big meal.
Wang Zhuo turned the steering wheel, pulling away from the line of police cars and driving onto a side road. He explained in a low voice, “The kitchen uses specially sourced ingredients—no pesticides, no chemical fertilizers, no gutter oil additives. How can restaurant food compare?”
Xu Chu walked away speechless. People truly couldn't be compared. She was still proud of being able to afford a grand meal, while Wang Zhuo was already focusing on health preservation!
The police cars following behind the bus slowed down. Once the bus had completely turned onto the side road, they continued straight ahead. The protests from the occupants of the leading police cars were, naturally, suppressed by the officers who were already prepared.
Only then did Xu Meng gain a slightly clearer understanding of her cousin’s friend. She had expected to go to the police station to confront her enemies and suffer further humiliation, but she never thought Wang Zhuo would resolve the police situation soundlessly, having those enemies taken away, while they themselves just dusted off their bottoms and left on the way to the station!
With a hint of curiosity, she came into the RV’s driver’s cabin at Xu Chu’s invitation. Wang Zhuo was driving, wearing a tight black undershirt, loose camouflage board shorts on the bottom, and casually resting his bare feet in slippers.
She sat silently in the passenger seat. Wang Zhuo glanced at her and smiled, then turned his attention back to driving, casually asking, “Is your grandfather Xu Xinli or Xu Xinhang?”