Episode2
1430 Words
"Hey... hey... come back!"
I had already opened the door and stepped out. Hearing her call, I turned back, but before I could react, I was knocked down by a quilt-wrapped girl who had rushed at me.
"Ouch, that hurts!"
"Sorry, sorry, did I hit you there again?"
This time, although the quilt cushioned the blow, she had landed on me with her full weight, and her knee had once again hit my sensitive area!
We struggled for a while before finally standing up.
"Hey?! This is room six!" she exclaimed as soon as we stood up.
"Nonsense... huh? How can this be?!" I looked and saw it was indeed room six!
"Uh... I..." I was about to admit my mistake, but then I noticed something. "Wait! No, look, this is room nine. The number is broken and flipped upside down, so it looks like a six."
"Ah! It really is..."
Suddenly, the doorknob of the room across the hall turned, and she quickly pulled me back into the room and shut the door.
"Wow!" "Wow!"
I didn't know what kind of luck I was having. This time, before I could turn around, I was knocked down again, and another body landed on me.
"Sorry, sorry..."
She was on top of me again, but this time I noticed something different... the quilt... was gone!
That meant she was pressing against me completely naked!
The nerves in my back instantly went into overdrive, analyzing every sensation.
Analysis result: two soft, round objects were pressed against my back! My guess was spot on!
I struggled to get up.
"Ah!" she screamed in my ear, "Don't move, don't turn around!"
"I..." Before I could respond, she pressed me back down.
"Don't move!" she said again, "Give me my clothes."
The clothes were under me, and when she pulled hard...
"Ah~~ Pervert!" 'Slap!'
I didn't know whether to be happy or angry or... I didn't know. Her pull had caused us both to lose balance, and we each rolled to one side. I got a clear view of her... no! She wasn't wearing anything, so how could I see through her?! She slapped me hard, and I was left in a daze, staring at her as she hurriedly put on her clothes and left without looking back. By the time I came to my senses and chased after her, she was gone.
After such a commotion, I spent the night tossing and turning, unable to sleep, constantly wondering who this girl was. Could she be staying in room six? Should I go find her? Would she accuse me of s****l harassment? A bunch of strange thoughts swirled in my head until dawn. The next day, I still had to attend the seminar. After getting ready, I left my room and paused in front of room six, but I didn't have the courage to knock and find out.
I thought it was better to let it go. Even if she was staying there, what would I say? "Miss, you have a great body," or "Miss, do you like my p***s?" A bunch of nonsensical conversations ran through my mind.
Forget it! I'll just write a story about it, exaggerate a bit, and make it sound like I had my way with her, making her moan all night and climax seven times! With these thoughts, I left.
On the MRT, it was quite crowded, which was unusual. In my experience, the MRT was rarely this packed. I felt like everyone was looking at me strangely.
"Hey!"
"You?... Oh, it's you!" It was the girl from yesterday.
"Shh... keep it down. Your zipper..."
"Zipper?" My lower body sensors went into overdrive! 'Oh no, my lower abdomen feels a bit chilly, the zipper is really undone.'
I quickly used what I thought was the most inconspicuous posture, using her body as cover, and swiftly zipped up.
"Oh no!"
"Are you... okay?" The girl asked softly, seeing my pale face.
"I... I... got caught in the zipper," I almost cried.
I didn't dare unzip again to fix it, so I endured the pain until the next stop, where I quickly got off and robotically walked to the restroom to fix the situation.
'Damn! Nothing good happens when I meet this woman! She's a jinx!' I thought in the restroom.
A small but bright red spot on my p***s was evidence of my bad luck. I carefully put my pants back on, made sure the zipper was secure, checked everything, washed my face, and walked out.
As soon as I exited, I saw the girl sitting on a bench, laughing so hard she was holding her stomach.
'So cute!' I couldn't help but think, forgetting that I had just cursed her.
She was really cute, with a standard oval face, distinct features, big eyes that were squinting with laughter but occasionally opened to reveal their brightness, long eyelashes, and a high nose. Her features were so pronounced that she might be of mixed race. Her lips were painted a shiny pink, and she had dimples that made her smile even more charming.
Her body was slender and curvy. Although the light was dim last night, it was clearer now. Her graceful figure was etched in my memory. From my recollection, her chest was probably around 34C, her height close to 170 cm, her waist very slim, maybe only 23-24 inches, and her hips... about 35 inches.
Today was still very cold, and she was wearing a lot, so I couldn't verify my estimates.
"Hey... hey... hey~, have you laughed enough?" I was almost getting angry again from her laughter.
"Okay, hehe... alright, I won't laugh anymore."
"Okay."
"Okay."
Suddenly, there was an awkward silence. I remembered last night's events. I had seen her naked, and she had stripped me. In the end, I got hurt multiple times. It was strange yet interesting.
"Hehe!"
"Who are you?" "Who are you?" We both laughed and spoke the same sentence at the same time.
"Hehe..."
"Ladies first, I'll go first. My name is Ni Zhenqiu."
"Ni Zhenqiu, Ni Zhenqiu? Ni Zhenqiu?! You really are a joke?!" "Stop joking, or I'll hit you."
"Ah! You figured it out so quickly." "Alright, no more jokes. My name is Yang Ying, a very masculine name."
"Yang Ying, hmm, my name is Liu Mingxiong, a very common name. Nice to meet you."
"Haha, it really is common."
"Yes, yes, your name is the best," I said.
"Hey? Wait, are you lying to me?" The girl pointed at my nose. "I have the surname Yang, and you have the surname Liu. I am Ying, and you are Xiong. Did you do this on purpose?"
"Ah! You figured it out so quickly." I mimicked her.
"You're so bad. Well, you got what you deserved." She glanced at my crotch and laughed happily.
"I was just kidding, and you took it seriously. My name really is Liu Mingxiong! Look, here's my ID."
"Wow, it really is. What a coincidence. But your surname is Liu, not Yang."
"Pot calling the kettle black."
"Hey, have some manners."
Sigh, the old trick. When women can't win an argument with men, they always use this trick, asking you to be a gentleman. It clearly means if you don't let her win, you're not a gentleman. Throughout history, men have suffered countless losses for the sake of 'being a gentleman.'
I was no exception and had to admit defeat.
But admitting defeat to such a beautiful and cute girl wasn't too bad.
"Yang Ying, do you have nothing to do? Waiting here just to laugh at me?"
"No, I'm going to Tamkang University for a seminar today. It's still early."
"Ah! That XXX (long and meaningless words automatically omitted) seminar?" I said. "Hey, you know about it?"
"Of course, I know. I'm giving a talk there today."
"Ah! Which session?"
"This morning, the second one, Session 6B, I think."
"Wow! What a coincidence, same as me."
"Are you presenting a paper too?"
"No, my senior is presenting. I'm just accompanying her and taking the opportunity to visit Taipei and Tamsui."
"Oh." I thought she probably wasn't writing papers to present, judging by her appearance, she was likely still in college.
"Where's your senior?"
"She left earlier. I told her I'd arrive later."
"Oh, then let's go together!"
"Sure, let's go."
It felt like we had an old friend's familiarity and understanding. We walked side by side back to the station and took the train to Tamsui.
And so, my story with her had just begun.
- Writer
