Tender Female Doctor.txt (Urban Life Adult Novel)

Tender Female Doctor

Many netizens who added me as a friend called me a master and thought I must be very handsome. In fact, I am quite inferior in this regard, because I am not handsome, let alone cool. But I am confident that I have a good eloquence, and I am quite burly and manly. Years of experience have also taught me that being handsome only refers to appearance, and women nowadays prefer men with substance. Therefore, people like me who are simple on the outside but talented on the inside have a broader market. I am not made of glass. I just love women, regardless of age or appearance. I think every woman has her merits, it just depends on whether you can dig out their merits! Do you remember the number? Okay, here is a classic example from my own experience.

Li is a young female internist I know. She is not very beautiful, but she is pretty. She is 1.63 meters tall, with long black hair that is always tied in a ponytail and falls down her back. She has very long eyelashes, and her eyes are not big, but double brows. When she smiles and squints her eyes, you can see two shallow dimples. If you smile, you will see two very charming little canine teeth. The teeth are very white and clean. She likes to wear skirts, and I started paying attention to her a long time ago because of her sexy look and her frequent changes of skirt makeup. But she was not talkative and had basically no habit of chatting with people. She usually went back to her rented apartment after get off work. I had always had no chance to meet her. Three years ago in the summer, she was in the outpatient clinic early in the morning. I came to ask her a question about a patient entrusted by a friend of a friend. I still remember that day, there were not many patients and they all had appointments to see specialists, so she was the only one in the clinic. She tied her hair into a ponytail and put a little light lipstick on her lips. She sat there reading a book. She wore a blue and white dress under her white shirt, the hem of which could not be seen, flesh-colored stockings, and a pair of red sandals on her feet. I coughed lightly, she raised her head, smiled politely and asked, "Is there anything wrong?" I told him what happened and as I spoke I pulled up a stool and sat down. After she answered the question, I didn't want to leave, so I chatted with her about this and that. I asked her where she lived, and she smiled and said, "In the apartment." I said, "Then how can I contact you if I need your help with anything?" She told me the address in detail, and I memorized it in my mind. Later I asked, "Where does your boyfriend work?" "I don't have a boyfriend yet?" she replied. At that time, I suddenly had an idea and said, "Aren't you going to work in the afternoon? Then what are you doing?" She thought for a while and said, "Reading in the room!" I crawled along her neck to her head and said, "I'm fine, how about I go to play with you?" She thought about it and said, "That's not a good idea. I don't have any hobbies! Forget it!" Later, I was really unwilling to give up, so I said shamelessly, "It's okay, I can come to your place, how about we chat!" Seeing that I was not going to give up, she replied politely, "Okay! Let's talk about it when we have a chance!" I was planning to say something else, but at this time a patient came over, so I stood up, turned around and said, "Wait for me at noon!" She didn't answer, so I had to leave in disappointment.

After lunch, the weather was very hot, so I washed my whole body with shower gel, sprayed some cologne, bought a big pineapple, and took a taxi to find her. The apartment she mentioned was very easy to find, and there was a very conspicuous sign where she lived, so it was easy to find her dormitory. I went up 5 floors and arrived at the door. I saw some underwear hanging on the wire at the door. There was a bright red bra and panties, which were very sexy. I thought at the time that if she wore them, judging from the style of the underwear, I could conclude that although she was a very introverted person, she was quite hungry. Moreover, according to my experience, such women are very powerful once they explode. In fact, she was very hesitant at that time. After all, she gave everyone the impression of being cold and aloof. No one wanted to be friends with her because she simply didn't like to communicate with others. So many people don't know her very well. Of course, this means there is less negative news about her. As for introverts, my understanding is that, as long as they are not homosexual, they also have emotions and desires, and they also desire passion. It’s just that they are always afraid of a certain power and afraid that their inner world will be understood by ordinary people, so we just need the key to open the door to their hearts. You can easily get their hearts, and their common weakness is that if you get their hearts, it is easy to get their bodies, and these are also what we desire in the hope of becoming their confidants. Think of this. I cleared my throat and knocked on the door gently. "Who is it?" Her sweet voice came from the door. "It's me!" After answering subconsciously, I felt stupid. After all, we had spoken only once this morning, how could she possibly recognize my voice?

She didn't ask any more questions and opened the door. Maybe she had just taken a shower, she changed into a pink pajamas and wore a pair of red slippers. She was not wearing stockings, and her legs looked very white. Her hair was wet and scattered on her body, and her clothes were soaked. She wiped her hair with a towel and looked at me in surprise, "Why are you here? Is there something wrong?" It seemed that she was not very welcome to me as an uninvited guest. This was a critical moment. If I didn't agree with her, I might not be able to get in and would be in trouble. So, I coughed gently, smiled and said in the softest voice possible, "It's nothing. It's just that when I was going to bed, I suddenly remembered that I have an agreement with you that I haven't fulfilled. I tossed and turned for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. Then I thought that I am a man and I can't go back on my word, don't you think?" I thought at the time that the key to success or failure depends on whether she lets me in or not, so I have to be as disgusting as possible and say some classic and disgusting words that can touch her. But she didn't appreciate it. She just smiled faintly and said, "Okay, now you've been here and done your job. You can go back and rest!" I almost vomited blood when I heard that. But even though my blood was boiling, I remained calm and said in a kind and gentle voice, "No way! To show my sincerity, I walked a long way here and climbed 5 floors. Now I'm tired and thirsty. The weather is so hot that I feel a little exhausted. You can't just stand by and watch me die! I just need to rest and drink some water and then I'll leave, okay?" When communicating with women, your wording is very critical. Here I used "OK?" instead of the commonly used "is that right?". There is a qualitative difference. This is also what I learned when doing social surveys in college. I didn't expect that I would use it to pick up girls. hehe.

Unable to refuse, she had to let me in with a helpless look on her face. The room is not big, with a living room, a kitchen, a bedroom and a bathroom. Just as I imagined. I casually handed her the big pineapple. She held it in her hand and looked at me in surprise. I faced her seriously: "I'm sorry, people in our community are too indifferent, so several nearby flower shops have closed down, and only the fruit shop is still open, so I could only buy this pineapple!" She burst out laughing, revealing her little canine teeth. "You are so funny!" she laughed. I saw that there was a chance, so I continued seriously: "Hey, girl, you can't let me stand like this! At least give me a fan so I can cool down first!" "Then please sit in the bedroom. The host's things are in the living room and haven't been moved out yet!" She said reluctantly. So I went to her bedroom, opened the door, and the air conditioner was on. It was perfect. The small house of a few square meters is painted pink, and it seems that the owner is quite romantic. There was a large double bed with a cool mat and a thin pink towel blanket on it. Next to the bed was a dressing table with some cosmetics on it. On the small table in the corner was a tape recorder with a few tapes next to it. In another corner was a clothes hanger with her clothes hanging on it. They looked quite fashionable. Although the room is not big, it is quite tidy. She went to pour some water, and I sat on the bed, observing the layout of the room, looking for an entry point that could be used. She brought the water and placed it on the dressing table beside the bed. I was afraid of being embarrassed, so I asked, "Is my visit unexpected?" She pulled a stool and sat opposite me, combing her hair while answering, "Yes, I thought you were just talking casually, but I didn't expect you to really come!"

I chuckled, "You have to keep your promise! This is my creed in life. Not to mention that it's so hot today, if I were to see you, I would come as promised even if it rained knives from the sky! By the way, you have good taste. Your clothes are so fashionable. If I didn't know you were a doctor, I would have thought you were a white-collar worker in that company!" She smiled embarrassedly and blushed, like an apple in autumn, looking exceptionally charming. "You are really good at talking! Those of mine are just cheap stuff! They are not high-end at all!" Anyone who has read Mr. Li Zongwu's "The Art of Thick Black" knows his two most classic tricks, "Short life when meeting people" and "More wealth when meeting goods". I always use them on everyone I meet, and they always work. Besides, no matter how many holes there are, flattery will never fail! I continued to pat her, "No, you are a girl with taste. There are not many people like you now. Most women are too impetuous! You are very steady and seem to have a lot of connotation!" I don't know if I said it too bluntly, she just smiled faintly, looked up at me and said, "You are really good at talking. I am neither beautiful nor talkative! Stop flattering me!" I continued with a smile, staring into her eyes as much as possible, and said slowly: "Women don't have to be very beautiful. Although you are not beautiful, your temperament is insurmountable by ordinary girls. This is your advantage!" She seemed to think that there would be problems if she continued the conversation like this, so she changed the subject and said, "If you don't sleep at noon, won't you feel sleepy in the afternoon? I sleep at noon every day!" Damn, after hearing her words, my mood suddenly turned cold. This is the most challenging time. If you can't grasp it well, all your previous efforts will be wasted. I didn't answer and pretended not to understand what she meant. I just continued to stare into her eyes and said, "Have you ever had a boyfriend? A girl like you must have had a lot of guys chasing you in college!" She stopped combing her hair and drank water slowly from the cup. "I don't like having a boyfriend. It's tiring! It's so comfortable to be alone!" I don't know if I was thirsty, but I drank the water in the cup in one gulp. Then he said, "No, in fact, two people will be very happy when they are together. After all, God created another person because he was afraid that one person would be lonely! Therefore, a woman without a man or a man without a woman will feel lonely, especially at night. Sometimes, lying in bed alone, I feel particularly lonely and always want someone to talk to!" This sentence seemed to touch her. She lowered her head and said, "People depend on fate. If you don't meet, you can't force it!"

I raised the cup and shook it towards her and said, "The cup is big but the water is little. Can you have another one?" She smiled and stood up and said, "Can't you just say it nicely?" At this moment, an idea suddenly came to my mind, so I said, "Give me a cup of hot water. The heat will quench your thirst." She walked over to me with the cup and handed it to me, "Here you go, drink it!" I took it with my hand, but deliberately didn't hold it tightly, and it slipped from her hand and spilled all over my pants. It was indeed very hot, but impatience can ruin big plans, so I endured it to get her. "Ah!" I deliberately screamed and jumped up. She hurriedly said sorry, grabbed the tissue on the table and wiped it for me. I also pretended to wipe it in a hurry, "It must have been scalded?" she asked. I looked innocent and said with a sly smile, "It's okay. By the way, do you have salt?" "Yes, why do you need salt?" I laughed, "Maybe it's overcooked. Dip it in salt and eat it while it's hot!" She laughed after hearing that, showing two rows of white teeth, and stretched out a hand to hit me. I took advantage of the situation and pulled her into my arms. I grabbed her hand from behind her neck with my right hand. She rested her head on my arm, her long hair falling like a waterfall. Her left hand grabbed the other hand. She struggled, but I held her tightly. She glared at me, as if she was going to get angry. I quickly lowered my head and sealed her mouth with my mouth, exploring her mouth with my tongue. She moaned "Um, um", and clenched her teeth to stop my progress. I used my tongue to try to push her teeth open and entangled my tongue with hers. She suddenly bit my tongue and I let go of her mouth in pain. She raised her head but couldn't struggle free from my hand. She gasped and said, "Don't do this. We don't know each other, and I..." This moment is very critical. If you want to succeed, you must say extremely disgusting and corny words to keep her heart rate at 120 beats per minute, make her brain hot, and it's best if she has no time to think. This is the key to success or failure. I hope you all remember this. "What does it matter? It only takes one minute to fall in love with someone, but we were together for 30 minutes. I don't deny that I have liked you for 30 minutes. Be good, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, just close your eyes!" After saying that, my mouth pressed tightly against hers!

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