Such a good man must not be missed.
With that thought, Yana wiped away her tears, her eyes filled with resolve.
"Brother Ryan, I'm not staying in the dorm anymore. Let take you to see where I do my livestreams."
Ryan innocently agreed and rode his little electric scooter out of the school, heading to the quiet residential community across the street.
Following behind Yana, the alcohol from the evening began to take effect. Watching her graceful back and lovely figure, he couldn't help but feel a rush of heat in his chest.
"Ryan, I don't have any slippers for n here. Just wear your shoes inside," Yana said.
She didn't want to ruin her image as a sweet, well-behaved girl, but deep down, she knew that even if things moved a little faster, it was necessary to beco closer to Ryan and confirm their relationship.
Hearing that there were no n's shoes in her ho, Ryan instinctively felt much more at ease and stepped directly onto the tiles barefoot.
After closing the door, Yana took the initiative to hold his hand, leading him to the computer in the living room. Blushing, she said:
"Ryan, this is where I usually do my livestreams. Honestly, I was just ssing around. I didn't expect you to secretly follow ."
"Your setup is pretty decent!"
Ryan inner gaming nerd ca out imdiately as he inspected the computer to see if it could handle large-scale gas.
"Ryan, I'm all sweaty and sticky. I'm going to take a shower first..."
Yana handed Ryan a bottle of Coke, then kissed him softly on the cheek and teased, "No peeking, okay?"
Her coquettish tone was enough to make any experienced player lose control and pounce on her.
However, Ryan, a total rookie in these matters, responded confidently, "Don't worry. I'm not that kind of person."
Too cute... Yana was both amused and helpless. She could only walk into her room gracefully, adding, "If it's too hot outside, feel free to stay in my room for a while. I turned on the air conditioning."
"It's fine. I'm not afraid of the heat. I can manage in the dorm even without air conditioning."
He's so rich, yet he still lives in a big dorm with no air conditioning. Ryan is really down-to-earth.
"Ding... Bound target: Yana Ackerman.
Favorability: 93."
Ryan was also feeling unbearably hot. Looking at the alluring school beauty, he couldn't help but recall the kiss they shared in the restaurant and the wonderful sensation of touching her chest through her bra. The heat in his body surged uncontrollably once again.
Forget the stupid computer... Ryan couldn't hold it in any longer. Seeing that the bedroom door wasn't closed, he walked in with flushed cheeks and red eyes.
The curtains in the fragrant boudoir were already drawn, and the cool breeze from the air conditioner was powerless to extinguish the burning desire that had ignited in the room.
Inside, Yana had already taken off her long dress and was wearing only a set of purple, sexy lingerie. The slightly sheer and hollow design was overflowing with temptation.
On her snow-white skin, the lingerie was a visual shock. Her full breasts were held snugly by the bra, the soft curves creating a deep cleavage.
Her tiny panties could barely cover her firm, round hips, with half of her buttocks exposed, exuding an irresistible allure and beckoning one toward the ultimate sanctuary of ecstasy.
Her fragrant shoulders, jade-like arms, sexy collarbones, slender waist, and toned abs highlighted her curvaceous, voluptuous figure.
Her legs were endlessly long, making them the perfect "launchpad" for any man. These were the kind of legendary legs that seed longer than life itself. For foot enthusiasts, they would provide endless fascination for an entire year.
While Yana was choosing a set of clean underwear, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around shyly, covering her chest with her hands, and saw Ryan standing there like a block of wood. She felt a faint sense of delight in her heart.
With a mix of shyness and charm, Yana softly asked, "Brother Ryan, what's wrong? Is it too hot out there?"
"It's too hot for to handle!"
Ryan, his eyes burning red, walked toward her. His voice, filled with excitent, had turned hoarse: "Yana, I still want to kiss you."
"Didn't we already kiss at the restaurant?"
The rich masculine scent overwheld her, and Yana voice trembled as well.
"Not enough..."
Ryan walked forward and hugged her. This ti, without the barrier of cloth, he could clearly feel her body temperature through just a set of underwear.
Yana gazed at Ryan with deep affection, showing no resistance. She closed her eyes.
Even soone as clueless as Ryan followed his instincts. He kissed her deeply, once again savoring the sweet taste of her cherry lips and the softness of her delicate tongue, a sensation that was utterly intoxicating.
"Does it feel good?"
"So good..."
Yana's voice was incredibly seductive, like a vixen whispering to tempt him, making Ryan voice hoarse with excitent.
Yana smiled alluringly and began kissing Ryan's face, neck, and all the way down to his chest.
The firm muscles of his chest were an unexpected surprise for her. Though not as exaggerated as those of a bodybuilder, they were perfectly proportioned and exuded strength.
Naturally developed muscles were even more attractive, carrying a rugged, masculine charm that radiated power.
Yana panted softly, her warm breath brushing against his skin, creating a strange yet stimulating sensation that sent shivers down his spine.
"Ah..."
Ryan couldn't help but let out a sound because he didn't expect Yana to lower her head and begin licking his nipple with her soft, pink tongue.
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