The Hot-tempered Young Master and His Village Flower Child Bride - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Dudou Play (R-19)

After the admissions officers left, Chu Zhi Lu went upstairs and found Zhao Xunyu lying on her bed with his face buried in a pillow. She closed the door, walked over, patted his b*tt, hugged his waist, and pressed against him. Then she asked, “Are you sleepy?”

Zhao Xunyu’s voice was muffled. “No, I just feel uncomfortable. I want to repeat a year, but I don’t want to be apart from you.”

“Mm,” said Chu Zhi Lu, resting her head on his shoulder and speaking softly. “Then don’t repeat a year. We can look at other universities in the university town. They’re not far from A University. If there aren’t any suitable ones there, we can look further beyond the university town. Repeating a year is stressful. I don’t recommend it.”

She stroked his hair with one hand. “Don’t feel pressured because of me. You’ve never considered repeating before, and I don’t want to see you suffer. Besides, potential has its limits. Studying twenty hours a day won’t guarantee good results. What’s your goal in repeating? Is another year worth it?”

Zhao Xunyu turned to face her. “Who said I wanted to repeat because of you? I’m doing it for my image as a handsome, high-achieving student. Think about it. I’m already rich and handsome. Adding high academic achievement would be amazing. That’s a typical novel protagonist. Am I making you proud?”

“Do novel protagonists need to repeat a year?”

“… That’s fiction. This is reality. Don’t worry. I’m being realistic. I’m not aiming for the top score. A score of 650 is enough to get into C University, which is near yours.”

“If you can get a 560, you’ll have universities to choose from. Let’s forget about repeating.”

560 points—170 points lower than her. That score would place him at a lower-tier university near A University, where he’d be at the bottom of the pecking order. He’d be attending what they called a second-rate university. Zhao Xunyu felt depressed just thinking about it.

“600! If I get a 600, I won’t have to repeat,” said Zhao Xunyu firmly. The thought of his girlfriend’s classmates thinking he was stupid made him feel ashamed.

He didn’t want to be the inadequate boyfriend of a top scorer.

Chu Zhi Lu didn’t argue with him. She decided to wait for the results. She found a photo and handed it to him. “Look. I found a photo of you from your fifth birthday last night.”

Zhao Xunyu’s attention was diverted, and he took the photo. In the photo, a chubby boy wore a dudou similar to the Red Boy’s in Journey to the West. The boy had a red mark on his forehead and blush on his cheeks, making him look like a monkey. A little girl in a fluffy princess dress was pulling on his red dudou.

They must have been told to look at the camera. One was happily making a scissor hand gesture, and the other was timidly squinting.

Zhao Xunyu stared at the photo, trying to find traces of Chu Zhi Lu. After a while, he said, “Except for the eyes, I can’t really tell that’s you as a child.”

“That’s probably what they mean by ‘girls change a lot as they grow up,’” said Chu Zhi Lu, pointing at herself in the photo. “I washed this dudou for you during last year’s Spring Festival cleaning.”

“Where is it?”

“In the wardrobe in the next room. You can’t wear it anymore.”

“Then can you wear it?”

He looked at the photo carefully. The straps around the neck and back were tied by hand, and they weren’t short. He had just asked casually, but now he was serious. He pulled Chu Zhi Lu to help him find the dudou.

“…” What could she do? She’d humor him to prevent him from agonizing over the exam results.

A child’s dudou was very small. Although Chu Zhi Lu was thin, she had a large ch*st. When she finally managed to put it on, the dudou only reached above her waist. Although the straps were long enough, there was not much fabric, and her br*asts pushed against it with both sides exposed.

Her thick, black hair partially covered her ch*st, creating a hazy, sensual allure. A gaudy lotus flower was printed on the dudou; however, it only served to highlight Chu Zhi Lu’s refined elegance.

Zhao Xunyu tied the back straps of the dudou and teasingly rubbed her shoulder blades. “Senior sister still keeps my little dudou. Have you wanted to wear it for a long time? I agree. Wear it more often for me to see in the future.”

Chu Zhi Lu shrank away, feeling itchy from his touch. “Shut up.”

Zhao Xunyu turned and gently bit her shoulder. He smoothed her hair, which had fallen from her ch*st to her back. He held her br*asts and kneaded them. The kiss gradually moved down.

Small bells were sewn onto the front of the dudou, and they jingled when Chu Zhi Lu moved. Zhao Xunyu l*cked her hardened n*pple through the fabric, w*tting it. He used his thumb and middle finger to play with her n*pple. “Senior sister, why are your br*asts so big? The dudou can’t contain them. Can I make them smaller by eating them?”

Chu Zhi Lu held his er*ct p*nis; her voice was laced with desire. “Can I squeeze this smaller?”

Zhao Xunyu thrust his hips against her hand. “You can. It will get smaller after it ej*cul*tes. Senior sister, will your br*asts shoot out milk and get smaller?”

“Mm… I don’t have milk.”

Zhao Xunyu pulled most of her br*ast out from the side. The pink n*pple were exposed to the air and became more prominent. “I want to verify it myself.”

He forcefully s*cked on the n*pple as if trying to clear a small hole. He quickly poked and squeezed the n*pple into her br*ast, teasing her relentlessly. The scene resembled a p*nis rapidly thrusting in and out of a v*gina.

Finally, he angrily s*cked as much br*ast fl*sh as possible into his mouth, abandoning this approach. Chu Zhi Lu’s body tingled, and her v*gina secreted fl*ids while constantly contracting and craving something to satisfy it.

Zhao Xunyu, somewhat calmed, asked vaguely, su*cking on her n*pple, “Really no milk? Where does the milky scent come from? If I didn’t drink any milk, why do I suddenly feel refreshed?”

Chu Zhi Lu had been too lazy to respond to his innuendo, but now she wanted to stall for time and started to banter with him. “Of course milk has a milky scent. If there was milk, you would have s*cked it all out. Why are they bigger now?”

Zhao Xunyu rubbed and licked them. “They seem really big.”

Chu Zhi Lu rubbed against him. Her eyes were alluring and hinted at something suggestive. “There’s no milk, but there’s plenty of fl*id down there,” she said.

Zhao Xunyu’s p*nis twitched excitedly. “Chu Zhizhi, you’re getting bold.”

Chu Zhi Lu hooked a leg around his hip and widened her eyes innocently. “Aren’t you thirsty?”

Zhao Xunyu hissed, practically proving his thirst.

He held one of her slender legs in each hand and spread them apart. A pink valley was revealed with a gentle flow of water—inviting and alluring.

Chu Zhi Lu cooperated, spreading her legs to fully expose her v*lva.

Zhao Xunyu leaned forward to study it. Her v*gina felt the heat and expanded and contracted more and more quickly in response.

After staring for a while, he suddenly kissed it. Chu Zhi Lu, caught off guard, cried out. Zhao Xunyu smiled at her v*gina, playing with her opening. “It’s already flowing like a stream. Why does it still look thirsty, like me?”

His warm breath blew constantly on her v*gina. Chu Zhi Lu arched her back, wanting her v*gina to reach the source of its ar*usal.

Zhao Xunyu complied, kissing her glistening v*gina. Like a thirsty traveler finding a spring, he lapped and s*cked. He carefully and passionately used his tongue to tease the opening, craving more. Her v*gina responded by contracting and releasing more fl*id.

The l*bia, softened and w*t from the fl*id, became the next target. Zhao Xunyu tried to part them, allowing the fl*id to flow freely.

Chu Zhi Lu felt as if her soul were being toyed with. She grabbed his hair, wanting him to stop yet also wanting him to continue.

Being li*cked for the first time stimulated her body and mind extremely. Zhao Xunyu l*cked her until her juices overflowed and her p*ssy trembled.

He sped up, bringing her to a powerful cl*max. Chu Zhi Lu held his head as she trembled and org*smed, her fl*ids splashing onto Zhao Xunyu.

Zhao Xunyu gently soothed her trembling v*gina and lightly rubbed her abdomen.

When he raised his head, his lips were stained with her juices. “Okay, both me and it have quenched our thirst,” he said.

Chu Zhi Lu’s ch*st rose and fell. A thin layer of sweat covered her, making her br*asts look milky white. The red dudou hung haphazardly, seductively.

Zhao Xunyu helped her tuck the exposed fl*sh of her br*asts back in and pulled her hands together to squeeze them toward the center. “Chu Zhizhi, I want to take the red channel.”

Chu Zhi Lu’s flushed face still held a lingering allure. Her gaze at him was infinitely charming. She sat up and squeezed out a deep cl*avage, swaying her br*asts teasingly.

Consumed by desire, Zhao Xunyu’s neck turned red as he pulled up her dudou, revealing some of her br*asts.

He swung his engorged p*nis a few times, adjusted his position, and thrust it between her br*asts. He felt the soft fl*sh being pushed apart as his p*nis dominated the space between her br*asts. Half of it was exposed, longing for warmth.

Chu Zhi Lu pressed his mushroom head with her small chin, rubbing it intimately. Zhao Xunyu almost died from her touch.

Unable to hold back, Zhao Xunyu gasped, gripping the base of his p*nis to adjust his position before beginning to thrust. The fl*sh of her br*asts were warm and pliant, enveloping him like a pool of warm water. They clung to him, reluctant to part, but were pushed away with each ruthless stroke. The small bell on her n*pple was swept left, then pressed right, letting out a series of clear, crisp chimes.

This cycle repeated endlessly, providing unending delight.

Zhao Xunyu’s temples throbbed, his veins bulged, and he gritted his teeth as he thrust forcefully and came on Chu Zhi Lu’s ch*st. He hummed comfortably and pulled out only after the excitement passed. He went to get a w*t towel to wipe Chu Zhi Lu.

The dudou was also stained, so Zhao Xunyu removed it and threw it under the bed. After cleaning up, he contentedly hugged Chu Zhi Lu. Exhausted from a sleepless night, he rested his chin on her head and fell asleep instantly.

Chu Zhi Lu knew the account Zhao Xunyu used to check his grades. He slept very deeply this time. It was just past twelve o’clock, and an hour had passed since the results were released, but he still had no signs of waking up. Chu Zhi Lu decided to log in to the system to check his grades for him, but the network was jammed. She was stuck for several minutes before she could access the system.

Seeing his score, Chu Zhi Lu felt another headache coming on. She wished Zhao Xunyu would sleep for a few more days.