Chapter 13: The Faucet is Leaking

  Although he had no practical experience in romantic matters, Xie Feiyu was not lacking in theoretical knowledge. With the guidance of his male instincts, he quickly targeted that small red mouth. At first, he randomly nibbled on her lips, but soon he became unsatisfied and stretched out his tongue to pry open Zhao Ziqing's lips, clumsily probing inside.

  "Ding, sensory pleasure, reward 20 ability points."

  "Ding, sensory pleasure, reward 10 ability points."

  "Ding..."

  The super system in his mind kept sending out pleasant prompt tones, and Xie Feiyu's heart was filled with joy. Now, Xie Feiyu was certain that the creator of this system, what's-his-name Otter or something, must be a "romantic saint" without a doubt. He had suffered a knife wound to save Lan Heng and only received 30 points of ability points, but now he had gained so much from Zhao Ziqing. Every time he explored a new place that excited him, he would receive an ability point reward prompt, with the most being 20 points and the least being one or two points.

  Xie Feiyu, that's a great game, this is more exciting than playing Monopoly, the sound of "ding ding" in my mind as wealth pours in, the beautiful scenery in front of me is so tempting, all of these are real and authentic.

  In her arms, Zhao Ziqing tacitly guided Xie Feiyu, letting his hand enter from the collar of her pajamas and climb onto her two peaks. The real soft touch made Xie Feiyu a little crazy, one hand tightly wrapped around her waist, and the other pinched and rubbed her jade-like breasts.

  "Feather, be gentle, you're hurting me." Zhao Ziqing murmured with her eyes half-closed, as if in a dream.

  "Oh." Xie Feiyu only then realized his actions were a bit too wild, adjusted his breathing, and began to gently caress her, finally causing Zhao Ziqing to let out soft moans.

  "Bang", Xie Feiyu suddenly exerted force, pinning Zhao Ziqing down on the big bed. Zhao Ziqing breathed softly, feeling the fiery and hard thing at her lower abdomen, her body involuntarily trembling slightly.

  "Fei Yu, you've really grown up."

  "Oh."

  Pressing against this plump and resilient body, looking through the collar to see those two full and distorted balls that were pressed by himself, Xie Feiyu felt like a barrel of explosives filled with explosives. Xie Feiyu pulled out his hand that was pressed on his back, touched Zhao Ziqing's thigh, first gently feeling her smooth and resilient leg, then lifted up her nightgown and explored upwards.

  Smooth, very smooth, indeed without wearing underwear, the ditch in the middle is wet and slippery. Xie Feiyu's fingers lightly searched for the door, carefully feeling every detail, then imagining its shape in her mind.

  "People drift in the world, how can they not get hurt? One knife chop down, didn't chop, two knives chop down, still didn't chop, three four knives chop down, why can't chop? Ah, what kind of knife method is this? ... People drift in the world, ..."

  Just as Xie Fei Yu was carefully verifying his understanding of the female physiological structure in his mind, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang, startling the two people who were deeply immersed in their passion.

  Damn, who's so good at picking timing, looking for trouble! Xie Feiyu reluctantly got up from Zhao Ziqing's body, stretched out his hand to touch his phone, didn't even look at it, and directly turned it off and threw it aside.

  Just then, the passion continued to unfold, just as Xie Feiyu decided that today he would thoroughly corrupt himself once and for all, releasing the essence he had accumulated over 19 years. "Buzz... buzz..." Zhao Ziqing's phone on the bedside table began to vibrate again, still in that relentless mode that wouldn't stop until it was answered.

  "Shh!" Zhao Ziqing raised her middle finger to her lips, signaling for quiet. She felt around and found her phone. When she looked at it, she smiled at Xie Feiyu and said, "It's a call from your mom."

  "What?" Xie Feiyu directly jumped up from bed as soon as he heard it.

  "You look scared, as if she's right here." Zhao Ziqing sat up with a smile, threw a glance at Xie Feiyu to signal him not to make any noise, and then pressed the answer button.

  "Xie Jie... Fei Yu is here... He just delivered rice a while ago... Why so long? Oh, the faucet in my kitchen is broken, he said he'd take a look, and now he's busy with it. I'll give him the phone, let him tell you himself... Ah..." The last exclamation was a startled cry as Xie Fei Yu unwillingly dug into her chest again.

  "Hello, Mom." Xie Feiyu answered the phone.

  "Fei Yu, what did Aunt Zhao just call you? That sudden shout scared me so much that I almost dropped the plate."

  "Oh, that... the water from the faucet splashed on her."

  "Is that so? Are you almost done? Hurry back, or the dishes will get cold."

  "Hurry up, I'll be right back... oh..." Zhao Ziqing suddenly pulled down Xie Feiyu's zipper with a cold expression, reached in and grabbed Xie Feiyu's brother, the surging pleasure caused Xie Feiyu to shudder violently, his mouth uncontrollably humming out.

  "Fei Yu, what's wrong?" Mrs. Xie asked with concern after hearing her son's pained voice.

  "Oh, mom, nothing... just that earlier... I accidentally bumped into the wound on my arm." Xie Feiyu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, secretly admiring his quick reaction. It seemed he still had a lot of potential for sneaking around!

  Zhao Ziqing provocatively hugged Xie Feiyu from behind, one small hand gently teasing his brother, seemingly enjoying the sight of Xie Feiyu's embarrassment.

  "You'd better come back quickly, or I'll come over and pull your ears." Mother Xie said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

  "Oh, okay, right away." Xie Feiyu quickly hung up the phone and let out a long, comfortable sigh.

  "Oh, this... Zhao Jie, stop it, or my mom will really come over." Xie Feiyu looked back at the wide open door with a lingering fear and finally reluctantly pushed away Zhao Ziqing's small hand.

  "No, the faucet is leaking, feel it, it's all wet. You have to help me fix it before you leave." Zhao Ziqing's hands were on Xie Feiyu's chest again, gently stroking him. The two soft mounds under her pajamas lightly bumped against his back, and with that ambiguous gentle voice, Xie Feiyu's evil fire, which had just cooled down a bit, flared up again, eager to take her right away.

  "Zhao Jie, I really have to go, if my mom finds out, I'm dead for sure." Xie Feiyu reluctantly left Zhao Ziqing's arms, hastily tidied up his clothes and rushed downstairs in a panic.

  "Little Fei Yu, happy birthday to you! One day when my faucet is leaking, I'll still look for you!" Zhao Zi Qing giggled and watched as Xie Fei Yu ran away. This little guy was really too interesting, pure and simple yet not old-fashioned. Maybe this was why she liked him?

  Back home, his mother was carrying dishes out of the kitchen and glanced at Fei Yu. "Fei Yu, your zipper is open."