A soft moan escaped her throat, like a restless kitten.

Zhou Ye watched her gradually become l3wd in front of the camera, even pleasuring herself with her fingers. His c0ck was so hard it was almost unbearable, and his stroking speed started to increase, his breathing growing more intense.

The sound of the boy mastvrbating was mixed with the sound of him swallowing, incredibly sexy.

"Mmm..."

"Baby... I'm going to cvm."

His lips were tightly pressed together, his neck and back arched, his arm frantically stroking. A stream of liquid quickly spurted from the tip of his c0ck.

His breathing grew faster and faster, reaching the peak of pleasure to the point of losing control, his voice becoming hoarse and sexy, panting with a magnetic richness.

Xia Yao only saw a fleeting glint in the dimness, but she didn't see the specific scene clearly. After a few seconds, it seemed like some liquid was flowing down Zhou Ye's palm to his wrist.

He kept stroking his c0ck, cumming in several spurts. His fingers had been sliding back and forth on his sh4ft, but as he finished ejacvlating, the speed gradually slowed down.

Her boyfriend had cvm while watching her mastvrbate her little pvssy over a WeChat video call, and this realization made Xia Yao's body even more sensitive. Her legs trembled as she rubbed her cl1t faster and faster with her fingers.

But she had almost never mastvrbated before. It was only tonight, after Zhou Ye had rubbed her and made her feel good, that she started to mimic him.

It was her first time, and she couldn't quite get the hang of it. She couldn't bring herself to org4sm quickly.

"Baby, stop rubbing, be good, listen to me." After cvmming, Zhou Ye quickly returned to his sage mode, rationality flooding back into his mind.

He wanted to preserve her body's sensitivity for tonight, so that when he coaxed her into making love tomorrow, she would be more receptive.

"Can't I rub anymore?"

Zhou Ye patiently hummed and said, "Come to school tomorrow, and I'll rub you. It'll feel really good."

Xia Yao felt a bit embarrassed at the thought of him helping her with his hands.

But when she imagined his beautiful hand slipping into her panties to rub her cl1t, her heart felt like it was being gently bitten, slowly turning red and itchy, almost unbearable without scratching.

"...Okay." She obediently put her hand down.

"Baby is so good. Remember to come tomorrow so I can hold you and pat your head."

"Mmm."

She nodded in agreement; it was something she had asked for herself.

From the beginning of their relationship, she had always liked it when Zhou Ye did this—holding her and patting her head, like comforting a homeless little girl.

The emptiness in her little pvssy continued...

Especially when her grandmother also left home to take care of her twin younger siblings.

She could really be obedient.

But there was no one at home to see her.

The first time she met her boyfriend, his hand left a deep impression on her. It looked slender and fair, yet it was strong when he carried water.

During military training, one day after washing her face, she tried to open a bottle but couldn't.

She wiped her hands on her clothes many times, but the scorching sun still made her sweat continuously.

Her hands were hot and sticky, and even the bottle kept spinning with the cap.

She could open the bottle herself, so she never thought of asking for help. Many girls around her didn't like her because they thought she was weak and fake.

They always talked about her when they gathered together. A tall girl sneered at her, saying, "Is Xia Yao really as delicate as she acts? It's so annoying how she pretends."

No matter where she went, such a green tea b*tch* would always be treated differently by men. The instructor always let her rest, and the boys often bought her snacks and brought her water, all crowding around her and pampering her.

*T/N: Green Tea Bitch is slang for Chinese girls (and others) who pretend to be sweet and innocent but are dishonest. 

It was just that her face looked a bit pure, exactly the kind of pale, slender, and youthful look that men liked.

Thinking about those unreserved comments, even said to her face, Xia Yao's lips were dry and slightly chapped. She was alone in a less crowded area, trying to open the bottle, the paper wrapping around it crumpled in her grip, her thumb and palm rubbed raw and red.

But even so, she couldn't open the bottle.

She started rubbing her hands on her clothes again, drying them before continuing to twist. Just then, a hand suddenly reached out, took the bottle from her, and with a "click," easily opened it for her.

Xia Yao turned her head and saw that hand with its distinct knuckles, long fingertips, slender and fair yet strong.

After opening it, he casually handed the water back to her, but then he saw Xia Yao pursing her lips, the corners of her eyes slightly red, looking at him unhappily.

"?"

The boy found it strange, so he also frowned at her.

Didn't I just open a bottle of water for you?