The thing with adult videos, Su Yao only started getting into it after getting to know Guan Ting.
It’s unclear where Guan Ting found her resources, but she always managed to satisfy Su Yao’s needs whenever she wanted to watch. During their university days, when they had nothing to do, they would snuggle up together under the covers and watch videos. Later, when Guan Ting got into a relationship, this form of entertainment was put on hold.
Su Yao got used to being single, and with many examples of relationships breaking up around her, coupled with extreme online opinions, she couldn’t help but feel that being single was the best option. She never really entertained the idea of dating. Occasionally, when she felt like it, she would dig out the resources hidden deep in her computer to pass the time, and life would still be enjoyable.
Speaking of which, it had been a while since Guan Ting had sent her any resources. Of all times, it had to be now…
Su Yao gritted her teeth. She had wanted to keep her relationship with Liang Chuyuan stable for a while longer, not to reveal her true colors too quickly, and to maintain a sense of dignity for as long as possible. But now, less than a month into their relationship, she had lost all semblance of image, like a glass bottle, transparent and terrifying.
“If I said I never watched those things, would you believe me?”
Su Yao secretly peeked at Liang Chuyuan’s expression through her fingers and saw him smiling openly, making her feel a bit melodramatic.
I’ll believe whatever you say. But I think it’s quite normal for you to watch those things, just as normal as my thoughts about you.
“Why do you always beat around the bush and tease me?”
Because you look cute when you blush… Yao Yao, you’re exposed again.
Su Yao didn’t bother to cover up anymore. “So what? If my boyfriend wants to watch, how can I refuse him?”
Liang Chuyuan’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “You’re distracting me from my attempt to paint calmly and soberly.”
Su Yao’s ears turned red at the thought. “Stop painting, got it?”
A few days ago, she saw a painting of herself in the nude, and her first reaction wasn’t embarrassment, but anger: “Do you know you made me look fat in the painting?”
Liang Chuyuan was taken aback. “…I painted based on how it felt.”
“In the winter, I wore so many clothes,” Su Yao felt particularly aggrieved, “You hugged me with so many layers of clothes on, of course, I looked bloated and fat.”
“Then when I go back, you let me touch and feel, and I’ll know.”
Su Yao once again felt that being able to hear someone’s thoughts so bluntly was sometimes really embarrassing.
Just being caught watching adult videos by someone else, she decided to be defiant and asked, “So have you… taken care of it now?”
Liang Chuyuan’s eyes darkened. “Yes, I have.”
Su Yao’s finger moved to the red disconnect button, and she chuckled, “Then you better ask nicely for help from your left and right hand!”
As soon as she finished speaking, the call ended.
The bedroom fell silent. Su Yao lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, her fingers fidgeting. Eventually, she brought the computer over.
As soon as she opened it, the discreet sounds of intimacy spread out. A woman was moaning softly, a man was working diligently, making love without any emotion, the same routine. Su Yao found it boring to watch.
…Blame it on Liang Chuyuan.
Her hair was already dry by now, Su Yao took a deep breath, lifted her nightgown, revealing that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Her firm, rounded mounds, her narrow, soft waist, and her hidden garden covered by sparse bushes…
She touched the tender petals, pinching the bud with her fingertips, kneading it continuously until it softened and became engorged, the bud wrinkling together. She then shifted her attention downwards—
Pressing her palm against the soft hairs, Su Yao quickly found the spot of pleasure, tracing circles with the pad of her finger. Teasingly, she played at a leisurely pace, and soon a hint of moisture seeped out, mingling with the earlier arousal, making the petals glisten.
Almost imperceptibly, she exhaled, her fingers lightly exploring the narrow slit, not delving too deeply, just teasing the entrance, her well-manicured nails gently stroking the tender walls, causing her thighs to tremble with each stroke.
A blush crept up Su Yao’s cheeks. If the video call was still on, Liang Chuyuan would see a naked woman with her legs spread wide, one hand delving into her own pleasure, shallow thrusts causing the dampness to cling to her pubic hair, a sight both lewd and lascivious.
Meanwhile, the woman’s other hand was carelessly caressing the scenery that he had inadvertently glimpsed a few times. Unlike the tantalizing glimpses he had seen before, now her intimate parts were openly exposed, the bud swollen and red, the peak soft as water, rippling with each touch.
If he could see, he would surely rush to do everything for her.
He would take the bud into his mouth like a red bean, nibbling and licking it with his teeth and tongue; he would thrust fiercely into that softness, relentlessly moving in and out, coaxing out even more sweet nectar…
But even if he couldn’t enjoy the full view, Liang Chuyuan on the other end wasn’t having a bad time either.