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Yue Yao didn't have experience in this, yet she had already built this image in front of Zhang Yurong, so she had to continue weaving the story. Even though she thought of asking Li Yan to find a set of adult films, which would certainly be more realistic and clearer—all would be known after watching. But a conservative girl like Zhang Yurong would definitely not be able to accept that level out of the blue. Perhaps the sexual knowledge she received from books was only the most orthodox textbooks, which is why it seemed so dry and incomprehensible. And asking for her teaching was evidently to interpret this matter through a woman's perspective.

Yue Yao still held onto Li Yan's hand, closing her eyes in the darkness, imagining herself as the girl in her invented backstory, naturally putting Li Yan in the male lead role.

"Actually, events like this put a great psychological pressure on a girl, but when one encounters someone they love, it may just be a beautiful, natural combination…"

She continued to fantasize and speak dreamily, "Have you ever imagined a white horse Prince? Every girl probably has, although it's often vague and not necessarily with a clear face or fixed image. He may not be handsome, but he's definitely masculine; he doesn't have to be a world-saving Hero, but he will certainly be an upright man. Sometimes he might be very gentle with me, but I enjoy seeing his domineering side more; he might not revolve around me every day, but as long as he returns, even just a look can give me the courage to continue loving…"

Li Yan, already quite skilled in matters between men and women, didn't have much research on a girl's thoughts. As he listened to Yue Yao's description, catching a hint of suggestion, he didn't relate it to himself at all. Instead, he found it amusing, thinking that a girl's fantasies are just so childish, even contradictory.

In contrast, Zhang Yurong was captivated! She had always hoped for such a man, one who could protect her, allowing her not to think, worry, or fret… But imagination is just imagination, and reality never lets everyone's dreams come true.

In truth, all humans are the same. Teenage boys often fantasize about finding a pretty older sister, gentle, understanding, able to manage their lives and help solve some troubles. When faced with problems, even if she can't help much, being able to lie in her arms… Teenage girls, on the other hand, fantasize about a domineering yet gentle, strictly strong with others, but compassionate and loving with themselves, mature man who can solve all their problems and jump out when someone bullies them, enabling them to be a carefree and happy princess…

Perhaps, in his teens, Li Yan also went through an age of fantasies, just that he had long forgotten it himself.

…

Later, Yue Yao recounted some emotional murmurs capable of resonating among girls, but Li Yan didn't pay much attention. His focus was already diverted. As Yue Yao continued speaking, holding his hand on her chest, she started to caress his palm aimlessly, leaving no part untouched whether it was the wrist, back of the hand, or fingers. This allowed him to close his eyes and enjoy.

The three of them were immersed in a dream-like state, and Li Yan didn't remind or interrupt Yue Yao…

…

"He kissed me at first. As for how his kiss felt, I can't describe it, it's something only experienced firsthand to tell, but it's utterly fascinating and exhilarating." Lacking experience, Yue Yao could only use such words to bamboozle the equally inexperienced Zhang Yurong.

"When our feelings reached that level, I didn't oppose him at all. Even if he wanted to undress me, I would only awkwardly refuse, deep down not truly resisting…"

"When he completely undressed me, I felt too shy to open my eyes. My whole body just felt very warm. The first time would surely be gentle, right? One piece, another piece, he removed all my clothes and then his own as well. I covered my face, not daring to look yet felt like I should cover my body…"

At this moment, not only did Yue Yao's face flush, but even her ears felt hot, because she felt as though she were telling some kind of risqué story. It was one thing for it to be a secret among girls, but with Li Yan listening, how could she face him later!

However, a magical notion surged in her mind—since he already mistook her for being unchaste, maybe with my storytelling, he'd think I'm a lascivious girl, why not be completely open and lascivious for once? Missing tonight, perhaps she would really have to keep herself for him for the rest of her life! And he would never know, nor receive…

This thought made Yue Yao tremble slightly, since it was unfair to Zhang Yurong next to her. But between being unfair to Zhang Yurong once and leaving herself with a lifetime worth of memory, she chose the latter! Of course, this was mainly because she knew Zhang Yurong's relationship with Li Yan wasn't deep, nor did it have any real relation. If they were already a loving couple, none of this would happen tonight.

Zhang Yurong, because Yue Yao was speaking from a girl's perspective and started with many sentimental words, from a girl's dreams, even though she was listening with a blushing face and a pounding heart, could still accept it.

"Men's bodies should be different, right... I can't quite describe it. When you and Li Yan… reach that point in the future, you'll naturally know what it's like…" At this point, with Li Yan right beside her, Yue Yao became even more excited.

"And then he just…"

Yue Yao's voice grew quieter, her breathing quickened slightly. Using her imagination, she recounted the steps for the first encounter between a man and a woman one by one. Although she couldn't omit the process, because she lacked actual experience and with a girl's vocabulary, she described it more beautifully.

And for Li Yan, her recounting was also an incredibly stimulating process. Such oral storytelling naturally arouses imagination, and having someone very familiar recounting, along with a beautiful woman listening on the side, especially when it's a complexly related wife—it was more of a physiological and psychological thrill than an outright indulgent one-night affair. Never had the spirit truly been so enraptured… (To be continued. To know what happens next, please visit www.qidian.com. More chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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