Dongguan Forest Chapter 3 (Martial Arts Science Fiction Adult Novel)

Chapter 3, Section 1, Section 2

"Hello Sir"

It was a very ordinary opening line, but she smiled as she spoke. Although it was not as bright as the white magnolia in early spring, her smile did not make me feel deliberate or rigid at all. It was a hundred times better than those mechanical employees of Hong Kong Banqian Yuanweiqian who shouted "irassyaimase"

She came in with her little red handbag and was wearing a black suspender low-cut short skirt. When she passed by me, I saw that she had a good figure. Her breasts were not exaggeratedly large, but they were enough to support the upper body of the dress. The cut of the dress was full and supported. The bulging curves were clearly visible, and there were folds in the middle of the chest because the skirt was too tight. Many women in Hong Kong like to wear this type of skirt, but when they put it on, the upper body is always like their heads, empty.

Using empirical observation and objective numbers to express her is 33C

"You don't seem to have air conditioning yet."

I haven't heard the term "air conditioning" for a long time. I'm not used to Mandarin for a while. Before I could react, she had already walked to the bedside of the bedroom before me.

"Why put the coat on the bed? We have a wardrobe."

She was considerate and seemed to need a made bed to serve her guests. Maybe I put my coat too far away and she had to lean over to pick it up.

Her dress was very short, which made this action very tempting. I seemed to vaguely see the edge of her black underwear. But people who look at underwear at this time would not have any taste because what caught my attention was her whole pair of legs from thigh to calf, which were very straight and slender. She looked so good in high heels. She was petite, about 162CM tall, but her legs should be 39-40 inches long. One inch is equal to 254cm. Her legs are about 100CM long. If the ratio of her height to leg length is 162CM:100CM, it almost completely meets the 0618 golden ratio. If she was born in Greece before Christ, she would probably be sacrificed to the gods.

Others say that the left brain is responsible for thinking and logic, while the right brain is responsible for behavior and intuition. Now I clearly felt the functions of the left and right brains because while I was calculating the proportions of her legs, I also wanted to rape her from behind right away.

Pa pa pa pa pa pa! That wasn't the sound of me thrusting into her, but rather the sound of knocking on the door and the noise of staff outside the room. I was stunned for a moment, and Charlie Yeung immediately turned around and said, "It might be the police. Let me take a look."

This sentence scared me so much that I went crazy six times.

Chapter 3, verse 2

Public Security! No way!

Although James believes that no police will arrest clients of prostitutes, I actually did some research before coming to the mainland. Do you know that if a prostitute is arrested by the police in the mainland, it is an extremely serious matter!

The lightest punishment is to pay a fine and then release the fish on the spot. Strictly speaking, that is lynching and extortion. Bonus and double pay are not popular in mainland China, so this is a good opportunity for the police to make extra money to celebrate the New Year. The price will be higher than seafood. The price of seafood usually depends on whether you are well-dressed. If the police recognize that I am wearing a Ted Baker coat and Paul Smith leather shoes, then I will rob my family.

Another situation that is most often heard of is also the official regulation that during the 15-day administrative detention, the prisoner is likely to be completely cut off from all communication with the outside world, as if he has disappeared from the face of the earth. Of course, he will also be fined.

A few years ago, my uncle had a friend who wore a yellow shirt when he went to work in mainland China. Due to some misunderstandings, the police thought he was a Falun Gong member and he was detained for fourteen days. However, the yellow shirt was so ugly that he wore it anyway.

There is another most serious punishment, but the chance of it happening is very low. Usually it happens only once a year and is used as a show for the provincial party committee. It is to parade the prisoners through the streets with other prostitutes and their clients. It is said that the entire street where cars are usually driving will be closed to be used for the parade. The police will record it with a DV. The streets will also be filled with citizens eating peanuts. Foreign tourists may think it is a New Year's Day parade and applaud together.

My heart almost jumped out of my chest as I watched Charlie Young slowly approach the door

Should I take this opportunity to call my mother and say sorry before the police come in? I was unfilial and went to call a prostitute and got caught by the police. Please don't cook for me for the next 15 days. Don't worry.

Work in Hong Kong is more important than family. I must call my boss to ask for leave. My boss is a man and he will understand my need to call a prostitute, but I know he will say, "You are in prison and you are in prison! Remember to reply to emails and answer customer calls!"

I want to cry why am I always so unlucky the first time anything happens is always a failure an economic cycle lasts ten years but I had to buy stocks in 2008 financial year there are twenty teams in the Premier League but I had to bet heavily on the Asian market for the first time I didn't believe it and went to buy Liverpool 300 days a year Dongguan's real crackdown on prostitution is no more than ten days but I had to call a prostitute for the first time and the police cracked down

And if I was caught by the police at this time, it would be the most miserable ending. I don't even know Charlie Young's name or hometown. I have no excuse to say that she is my girlfriend and it is normal to spend the night in a hotel. And the most important point is that I didn't take off my pants and didn't have a dick.

Before she knew it, Charlie Young had already opened the door.

No one outside

She walked out into the hallway and seemed to say something to the staff before returning to the room.

She smiled and told me that it turned out that a guest had just drunk alcohol in the KTV and was making a lot of noise here.

Chapter 3, verse 2

"I was just joking. The police have never been here before. You look ridiculous and your face is covered in sweat."

After hearing this, I said in my mind in Mandarin, "Fuck your mother's B"

This is not funny at all! Not fucking funny at all!! Playing this joke on a first-time prostitute! Is this Dongguan style humor?

She seemed to know that I was angry, she pursed her lips and dragged my left hand which was full of cold sweat.

Chapter 3 Section 3

Her hands are very soft, not like someone who does rough work. Maybe she didn't do the rough work herself, but was done by someone else.

"Haha, you were just scared."

I also knew that my expression just now was too bad, and lying would not help, so I could only answer, "I was really worried. I didn't know that this place was safe."

In my mind, "very worried" is actually a very poor adjective. The Cantonese phrase "scared to the point of shrinking" can truly describe my situation. I am not good at Mandarin and I don't want to translate it directly into "my penis was frightened and shrank" because translating slang words is most likely to cause a situation of "lost in translation". She might think that my penis is really broken.

She took my hand and led me to the bed.

"Just lie down on the bed first."

I believe that normal men all over the world cannot resist this statement. If the mainland wants to attack Taiwan, the best thing is to send a team of mass-produced Charlie Young to whisper in the ears of Taiwanese men, "You lie on the bed first." Ma Ying-jeou will lead the surrender first, while Kim Jong-il will regret that he has been close to China from the beginning.

I slowly lay down in the middle of the big bed, knowing that an important moment was coming. I was really nervous, my movements were stiff, and my hands and feet were very straight.

She put her handbag on the bedside table and then climbed onto the bed and lay next to me. She leaned her face towards me. I believe we were less than fifteen centimeters apart. She looked at me intently, but I avoided her gaze and did not dare to look at her directly.

This is my little problem, or it can be regarded as my habit. During a conversation or communication, I cannot keep looking at the opposite sex who I think is good-looking because I don’t want the other party to think that I am very beautiful. This is a habit I have developed since the third grade of primary school. Over the years, I have successfully frustrated the spirit of countless Hong Kong girls. As a result, I have not received the active favor of beautiful girls since I was nine years old. Occasionally, someone would think that I am gay, and I would often receive a few compliments from some pigs. They thought that I was noble and did not judge people by appearance, and then fell in love with me. Unfortunately, they misunderstood.

She put her hand on my chest. Although she didn't caress me, it was enough to make me blush. She was still looking at me, which made my eyes more timid and confused. She remained silent, so I had to break the awkward deadlock.

"What's your name?" "My name is Xiao Si." "Is it that Si who has been separated by life and death for ten years and yet I can never forget her?"

I don't know if my Mandarin is too bad or my poetry is too exaggerated, but she laughed and replied, "It's just thinking about that thought."

We were silent again for more than ten seconds. This time she spoke to break the silence. What she said was a little unexpected to me.

She said, "I think you are a little special."

Chapter 3, Section 4

"I think you're a little special"

This sentence was unexpected because before I came to Dongguan, I read a teaching article about prostitutes for beginners called "The Complete Collection of Common Dialogues of Motherland Girls". It contained the adjectives and subtexts that Miss Qi used to praise the customers. The following is an excerpt from the article.

"You are blessed to be fat/You look mature (bald)/You are very gentle (wearing glasses)/You are a successful man (businessman)/You are very generous (gangster)/You are very handsome (anyone under 35 years old)/You have a good heart (how sad, you are good for nothing)"

I thought I was a handsome guy and I wanted my daughter to praise me for being generous. I didn’t expect to be told “you are a little special”. Since the article of the beginner didn’t mention it, I don’t know what it meant.

I asked her, "What's so special about it? Is it ugly?" "Haha, it's not ugly, it's just special."

After saying that, she climbed on top of me. I could feel her pressure both physically and psychologically. I hadn't felt this kind of physical touch for a long time, except for every morning when I took the subway. Although it was her pressure, it was not derogatory. From the symbolic meaning of her behavior, by pressing down on the male, she was challenging China's patriarchal system and stimulating women's self-awakening. But as a man, I enjoyed it paradoxically. I really liked the feeling of being pressed down by a woman. I could feel the curve of her breasts with my chest, and I could also let her feel my lower body starting to heat up.

Our faces were closer this time and I couldn't help but avoid her eyes. I looked down and saw her chest fat that was deformed because of me. Not all fat is redundant, let alone fat that looks like a work of art.

I really wanted to touch her but I couldn't do it in terms of posture, so I raised my hands and stroked her waist. I couldn't feel any flesh but I could feel the thinness and loneliness of her waist from the side. She didn't respond in particular, so I continued to move my hands forward and I touched her buttocks. Her skirt was very thin, so I could feel the protruding edge of her panties due to the cut. I swept my hands downwards and I was finally stimulated by the slight heat from her buttocks. I couldn't help but pinch her round and elastic buttocks with both hands, and then pressed down with my hands so that my lower body could also feel the body that my hands were enjoying.

With this action, she began to half-open her mouth and let out a clearer breathing sound. Her beauty and this charming expression made me want to kiss her. Before I could do anything, she said something more impeccable than "You lie on the bed first."

Chapter 3, Section 5, 1

"Let me blow you first." This is something that many women are unwilling to do. We had only talked for a few words when Xiao Si took the initiative to bring it up. Zhan Peizhong once said that ten out of ten women are prostitutes. If this is true, then it's not bad.

She climbed up and sat on my body and began to slowly unbutton my shirt one by one. I cooperated and sat up so that she could take off my shirt and I could sit face to face with her.

"I'll help you take off your pants, just lie down first."

Basically, I let her do whatever she wanted from the beginning to the end. I had no objection and lay down on the bed again.

My trousers were a bit narrow and the buttons were tight. She found it difficult to unbutton them while sitting on my thighs, so she simply leaned on me again, with her face close to my abdomen, and flexibly unbuttoned my trousers. I had just loosened them, but unexpectedly she quickly put her fingers into my trousers and even into my underwear, and then pulled them off with force. Her urgency made me look at the wall clock. It turned out that only 5-10 minutes of the 120-minute full service had passed. I didn't know why she was in such a hurry.

The action of her helping me to take off my pants made my erection, which had been erected in Chapter 3, 3, come out from the cramped head of my underwear.

She stared at the erect hard object and said, "It's so long."

Chapter 3, verse 5, 2

I didn't deliberately arrange this episode to brag about my at least 2,000 readers. As a normal Asian with a not-so-tall figure, I would never dare to brag about my length.

I am a modest man, so I couldn't ask her "How much do you want it?" Instead, I asked her in surprise.

"What's so long?"

She answered

"It's just so long."

I don't know if this is a local compliment from Dongguan or what. I thought "long" is a relative adjective. You can't always say that an object is long, and it is long. Whether it is long or not depends on what you compare it to. For example, she said that I am longer than other customers or longer than a toothpick.

But she didn't give me time to ask, she reached out and touched my thing and rubbed it for a few times, then reached into her handbag and took out a disinfectant tissue and wiped it a few times, then she lay down again, opened her mouth and put my thing into her mouth without hesitation.

This feeling is so amazing. I am in the cold and dry Guangdong, but a small part of my body is contained in the humid and warm tropical forest. I didn't use a condom, so this is the legendary "environmental blowing". The reason why it is environmentally friendly is not only because it does not consume plastic bags. Tonight I understand more that people who are "environmentally blown" can get close to nature without obstacles and barriers. If you have felt the beauty of nature, how can you bear to waste plastic bags that will damage the environment again and again? The environmental Taliban "environmental touch" who have a part in everything, why not join "Wisteria" to vigorously promote the "environmental blowing" campaign to enhance the public's environmental awareness and touch?

Xiao Si is very down-to-earth. She holds the penis in her mouth and keeps moving her head up and down, working hard. Although the movements seem a bit monotonous, it is not easy to do well. Some women always have a grudge against you and grind their teeth against your most vulnerable top when you are most intoxicated. But Xiao Si did not make this mistake. She is not only an idol with good looks, but also a real talent with both inner and outer qualities.

Please do not randomly curse others by saying "You are a jerk!" There is a science to being a jerk, and there are good and bad skills, and there are qualifications.

From my angle, her hair was hanging down and covering her face. I felt that if I couldn't see her face clearly, it would be a waste of resources. It was just like when I was in the UK, I saw a few mainland classmates singing karaoke and drinking 1982 Lafite in big gulps. In fact, I couldn't even bear to drink a whole bottle of Ribena.

So I made a simple request, which was to ask Xiao Si to get off the bed and kneel on the ground to continue blowing