The Female Leads Truly Loves You Chapter 226: Thanks for the warm hospitality, Sam

For the first ti, Sam felt that eating was a form of ’torture,’ but beyond the ’torture,’ there was a unique pleasure.

Zoe cradled Sam’s penis in her hands, and although she was the one performing oral sex, her face was filled with imnse satisfaction.

As Zoe’s actions grew more intense, the sounds of sucking under the table beca more pronounced, almost as if a pornographic movie was playing during breakfast.

But this was no movie; it was real, and even more enticing than any scene from a porn film.

Sam had never imagined such a thing happening, especially not with such a seductive and beautiful woman.

Her expression was one of enjoynt and greed, even carrying a hint of devotion.

Like a faithful believer, she held what seed to be the most precious treasure bestowed by the heavens, worshipping it with full faith.

Under such circumstances, how could Sam possibly focus on his al?

Thus, the breakfast had already lasted nearly an hour and still hadn’t ended. As ti passed, the pleasure building in Sam’s body beca more and more intense.

During Zoe’s increasingly skilled oral performance, all his senses were engaged, finally reaching the threshold of ejaculation, and he released a large, thick load of sen.

"Damn...!"

Sam couldn’t help but reach down and hold Zoe’s head.

Zoe didn’t try to move away at all; she maintained her previous position, keeping Sam’s penis in her mouth as much as possible, retaining all his sen inside.

Sam, panting heavily, could only see Zoe at that mont, her face and hair drenched in sweat.

Outside the window, the sunlight was gradually becoming more brilliant.

As Sam cald down from the orgasm, he watched this woman slowly straighten her clothes and then stand up in front of him.

Zoe smiled at him and said, "Thanks for the warm hospitality, Sam. The amount was really generous this ti, I’m very satisfied~"

Ever since they had beco intimately involved, Zoe’s allure seed even more irresistible and pure.

Zoe smiled and gently touched Sam’s cheek. "There, that should energize you for class, right?"

Sam gave a wry smile. "You’re about to drain all my energy."

A playful and seductive look flashed in Zoe’s eyes. "Isn’t that to be expected? Sam, I thought you were prepared to be completely drained by . But with that stamina, it just won’t do~"

Her words could instantly fill a man with a ’fighting’ desire, especially when the woman in front of him was already so beautiful and sexy.

But Sam glanced at the ti on his phone. "I’ll prove my stamina to you next ti, but I’ve got to go to class now!"

Sam quickly dressed and headed out the door.

Zoe walked him to the door, watching his hurried departure with a smile. "Hurry along then."

"Don’t you have work?" Sam rembered that her work hours were similar to his school hours, but she didn’t seem in any rush today.

Zoe shook her head. "I’m off today... so I’ll go back to sleep in your bed for a while longer. You don’t mind, do you?"

Sam chuckled. "I don’t mind... but why not go back to your own room?"

Zoe laughed, "Because it slls like you~ I just gave you oral sex, and you’ve had your climax, but my needs are still unt. So, I need to take care of that too. After all, adults should learn to do things themselves, and doing it in your bed might just make it twice as effective~"

"Alright, suit yourself..." Sam didn’t know what else to say, but the thought of Zoe masturbating in his bed quickened his heartbeat.

Better not dwell on that thought. After saying goodbye to Zoe again, Sam went downstairs.

Bright sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, landing on Sam’s shoulders, which seed capable of bearing everything—but it shouldn’t be the trivial, burdenso everyday life, rather it should be moonlight and sunrise.

This ti, Sam noticed Sophie. She was standing quietly by the roadside, looking at her phone, even wearing headphones, as if she was shutting out everything around her, paying attention to nothing else.

Sam walked straight over to her, and she seed not to notice him at all.

Her long hair frad her beautiful profile as she looked down at her phone, a girl whose beauty seed out of place in this world.

Sophie appeared to still be engrossed in her phone when Sam leaned in, trying to see what she was doing.

Sophie looked up, clearly annoyed at the boy whose face was almost in her hair.

"Don’t you know it’s rude to sneak a look at soone else’s phone?"

She pulled away slightly.

Sam smiled. "I was looking openly, not sneaking. Why pretend you didn’t see ?"

"Who’s pretending? I genuinely didn’t see you," Sophie retorted, her cheeks tinting with irritation.

Really? Then why did Sam see her ears twitch slightly as he approached?

Her ears peeked through her hair, round and not small, sowhat adorable.

"Your stubbornness is world-class."

"You’re the stubborn one. I can’t be bothered with you."

Their relationship seed like it had never changed, but was that really the case? Clearly not. Sophie’s tone was no longer as sharp and harsh as it had been at the beginning, no longer filled with a distant air.

Simply put, the current Sophie was evolving towards being more endearing.

The bus arrived at the station, and they both boarded almost simultaneously. At this mont, Sophie didn’t resist Sam standing next to her.

As the bus started, they both swayed slightly with the motion of the vehicle.

The bus was quiet inside, with hardly anyone speaking.

"You didn’t go to the club yesterday," Sophie said, scrolling through her phone screen, seemingly browsing so websites.

Sam, who was sowhat srized by the view outside the window, thought he was hearing things. When he ca to his senses and looked at Sophie, she still wasn’t looking at him.

"Ah, I had to work last night, so I didn’t go. What did you guys do at the club?" Sam had already inford Angel in advance and told Isabella he wouldn’t be at the club yesterday, but it seed he hadn’t told Sophie.

Was it because telling her directly would seem a bit too deliberate and weird? Like those overly confident n who think others care about all their affairs, when in reality, it’s often just the n’s own delusion. Stay tuned with .Côm

Nobody is as important as they imagine.

Sophie calmly said, "Nothing much."

"You didn’t get into a fight with Angel?" Sam asked with a hint of schadenfreude.

Sophie shook her head. "We didn’t even speak a word. I read a book for a while and then left."

"Ah? What was Angel doing?"

"Sleeping on the table."

Sophie didn’t seem like the type to lie about such things, nor did she have any reason to deceive Sam.

So, the situation now was... as long as Sam wasn’t there, they could coexist peacefully, but if he was around, trouble ensued?

What kind of logic was that? So, Sam himself was the catalyst for trouble?

"Just like that?"

"What else did you expect?"

Sophie rolled her eyes.

Sam thought for a mont. "It’s not that I expected anything... just, you guys didn’t fight? I’m a bit curious."

"No."

"So, no fights when I’m not there, right?"

"Seems like it."

"Why is that?"

"How should I know?"

Sophie’s retort was bold and confident, leaving Sam sowhat at a loss for words.

True, how would she know? Even if she did know, she’d probably claim ignorance. Expecting an answer from her was unrealistic.

"Alright then, sigh, guess it’s all my fault."

Hearing Sam’s tone, Sophie couldn’t help but laugh.

"Who upset you with that dejected look?" she teased.

Sam shook his head. "How could anyone upset ? It’s all my own doing. No worries, I’ve known for a while that so people are just born to shoulder certain mistakes."

...

The bus arrived quickly. They got off together and walked towards the classroom.

It seed they had developed an unspoken understanding; they changed their shoes at the shoe rack and then started their morning classes.

Sam had grown accustod to this routine, even enjoying the predictability. It was certainly better than dealing with unexpected disruptions every now and then, wasn’t it?

If life could continue this peacefully, it would be a kind of happiness.

At lunch in the cafeteria, Louis was animatedly describing how thrilling yesterday’s ga had been and how crucial his role had been in clinching the victory.

But mid-sentence, he abruptly stopped, as if cut off suddenly.

Sam didn’t need to guess what had happened; he knew who had shown up.

"Uh... hahaha, I just rembered I had an inspiration about a really complex mathematical formula. I gotta go check it out," Louis said, his sudden enlightennt making Sam almost wish he could devour his entire tray in disbelief.

Louis had shalessly made a quick escape.

The girl who sat down in front of Sam was sizing him up with her usual gaze.

"Why didn’t you co yesterday?" she asked.

Sam looked up at Angel across the table. "I told you, I had to work."

"What work? If you needed money, why didn’t you just tell ?"

Angel clearly thought Sam was looking for excuses to avoid her, which she had anticipated.

Sam responded with indignant righteousness. "How could that be okay? I’m not with you for the money. Don’t insult my noble character with money."

"Your character is noble? At best, it’s got a baseline, and even that’s flexible," Angel scoffed dismissively.

Sam blinked. "How co you know so well?"

Angel snorted coldly. "Maybe if I dissected you, I’d understand you even better. Want to try?"

Sam coughed. "We’re at school, can we not make those kind of dangerous jokes?"

Angel huffed. "Whether it’s a joke or not, you’ll know if you try."

"We’re lovers, you’re my girlfriend, why do you always have to threaten like this?... Is it that ti of the month?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Why aren’t you as gentle and cute as usual?"

Angel smiled and reached out to pinch Sam’s cheek. "I suggest you use your eloquence where it’s useful. Complints like these are fine once or twice, but if you keep it up, it gets annoying, you know?"

Sam shook his head with a smile. "I heard you got along well at the club when I wasn’t there. Maybe I should stop going?"

Angel imdiately widened her eyes. "I barely spoke more than two sentences to her, and you think that’s getting along well?"

"It’s better than fighting or even throwing punches, right?"

"Do you think I want to fight with her?"

"Then why do you still want to join the club?"

That was what Sam couldn’t understand.

Angel smiled faintly. "I just want to, even if it ans a little suffering."

"We’re lovers, what’s the purpose of doing this? Can’t you be a bit gentler with ?" Sam looked into her eyes.

Angel smiled sweetly. "Of course, I can be gentler when you give up that hopeless and aningless harem dream of yours. It might even be a gentleness beyond your imagination."

"Then you might as well kill ."

"Good, very spirited. I’ll have soone bring a gun right over."

"Just kidding, what’s the rush? This chicken cutlet is really good, want to try so?"

The lunch break passed quickly.

Today, Sam didn’t go to the club. Instead, after school, he quickly inford Isabella and headed to the school gates.

When he saw Aurora’s car approaching from a distance, Sam imdiately sprinted to the car and burst out as soon as he jumped in, "Let’s go, hurry!"

Aurora looked at Sam, puzzled. "You’re acting like you’re running for your life. Who’s after you?"

Sam anxiously peered out of the car window. "It’s hard to explain right now, but trust , we need to go!"

"Alright, alright."

As Aurora started the car, Sam’s phone vibrated. With hesitation, he checked it and saw a ssage.

Angel: [Running away so fast, huh? Good, Sam, your courage is really growing. Rember to co to my house this weekend. If you forget, I won’t mind having soone bring you over by force.]

Aurora noticed Sam’s face fall instantly, as if a colorful illustration had turned black and white in a flash.

She couldn’t help but laugh and asked, "What? Got caught anyway?"

Sam sighed deeply. "If one day you can’t recognize my corpse, I hope you rember there’s a diamond-shaped birthmark on my butt, thanks."