"Hmph, ah, what are you checking on me for? Don't you trust me? You're so annoying..."

Zhu Hong suddenly felt the man behind her starting to misbehave, making her let out a soft moan.

"What's that sound? What's happening to you?"

On the other end of the phone, Song Nan obviously sensed something was off and immediately inquired.

"I'm night running. I accidentally twisted my ankle while talking to you..."

Zhu Hong bit her lower lip hard, feeling on the verge of collapse.

"Night running? How come I didn't know you had this habit?"

Song Nan paused, asking suspiciously.

"It's because I've gained weight recently, you keep taking me to eat barbecue and drink beer, now I have rolls of fat on my stomach."

"If I don't work hard to, ah, work hard to start exercising, you'll end up disliking me sooner or later."

Zhu Hong suddenly felt unparalleled pleasure, involuntarily rolling her eyes as her legs went weak, almost kneeling to the ground.

"How could I dislike you?"

"Silly girl, don't overthink, you're my precious darling."

Song Nan laughed drunkenly, clearly deceived by Zhu Hong.

Precious darling?

Hearing this term, Zhao Tienan almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

If Song Nan knew that his precious darling was currently being driven to ecstasy by someone else, his expression would surely be spectacular...

Thinking about Song Nan's arrogant demeanor tonight, and that domineering attitude, Zhao Tienan's heart burned with rage, and his actions became increasingly intense.

"Ah, ah, hmm, it hurts, it really hurts. I won't talk to you anymore, I need to find a place to sit down and rub my ankle."

Zhu Hong's voice was tinged with a sob, as if she were about to burst into tears, utterly breaking down.

This clandestine affair was just too thrilling, making every nerve in Zhu Hong's body tense, craving more intense ecstasy while fearing her boyfriend might notice something amiss.

Through the repeated torment, Zhu Hong became extremely sensitive; it was a vicious cycle.

"Where are you? How about I come over right now and take you to the hospital, find a reliable doctor to give you a proper check-up."

Song Nan said considerately, already heavily drunk and not realizing anything was wrong.

"No need for all that trouble, focus on your engagements, don't worry about me, I'm hanging up now!"

Zhu Hong couldn't bear Zhao Tienan's increasingly fierce advances any longer; before shouting out loud, she hurriedly hung up the phone.

What doctor?

Zhao Tienan is the doctor, and he's having a great time squeezing, molding Zhu Hong's ample peaks into various shapes.

After another twenty minutes, the room finally settled into silence.

"Doctor Zhao, why were you so annoying just now? You knew I was on the phone with my boyfriend, yet you insisted on causing trouble..."

Zhu Hong lay exhausted on the carpet, a fine sheen of fragrant sweat covering her flushed skin, making her look especially alluring.

"Would you say it was thrilling or not?"

Zhao Tienan asked with a mischievous smile.

"Thrilling, the sensation just now was amazing, I flew several times in a row."

Zhu Hong laughed with her eyes closed, her smile alluring and seductive, truly the picture of a masochist.

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