Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

Lin Feng went up to the third floor and whispered a few words to the guy guarding the video arcade. The guy grinned lewdly and took a DVD from a drawer, handing it to him. "Brother Feng, this is the most popular one."

Lin Feng glanced at the cover: "Lonely Housewife".

He nodded in satisfaction and walked towards the innermost private room, 306.

The room was small, with a large bed measuring two meters by two meters, covered with white sheets.

A large LCD TV, about 50 inches in size, was mounted on the wall, and a table lamp and an ashtray were placed on the bedside table.

He picked up the disc and put it into the DVD player.

It was all in Japanese, a familiar sound. He sat on the edge of the bed and lit a cigarette.

The female lead is a woman who loves beauty and is resilient. In her thirties, she wears a bodycon skirt that's practically naked, a white low-cut short-sleeved top, and her ample breasts are accentuated by a newly bought pink apron.

Her husband: A green-faced loser. He looks utterly pathetic, his forehead is even dark, like he can't go on living. His suit looks like it's a hand-me-down from his father; it doesn't fit him at all.

The film opens with two people sitting face to face, eating absentmindedly!

Guilu Taolang said, "Caozi, I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, so I'm leaving the family in your care."

The female lead nodded: "Hi!"

The scene shifts to nighttime. The female lead is fiddling around, looking sullen and wanting her husband to reward her.

As a result, her husband turned over and said he was too tired, so they should do it another day.

Aimeina looked disappointed, but after her husband fell asleep, she secretly rewarded herself.

Lin Feng watched with great interest. It has to be said, the Japanese may not be good at much else, but they're undeniably skilled at researching this stuff.

The scene shifts to the next day when her husband goes on a business trip, and Aimei Naicaozi bows to see him off outside the door.

Back home, she felt a wave of emptiness, loneliness, and coldness. Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Nai Caozi peeked through the peephole and saw his neighbor next door, Baldy.

This bald man was strong and strong, and his head was as bright as a searchlight. The heroine licked her lips and opened the door: "What's the matter?"

The bald brother bowed and said: "What's the use of hand washing?"

Then Aimei Naicao let the bald guy in. The bald guy looked around with a lewd expression!

Nai Caozi took him to the bathroom, and Baldy went in and started urinating.

It turned out that his mother had come to borrow the toilet.

But this made Raymond Lam laugh.

Hearing the bald guy's gushing water, Nai Cao Zi actually got aroused and started masturbating right at the bathroom door.

Lin Feng muttered to himself, "Those Japanese really know how to do things! This plot... isn't it just pure, mindless fun?"

Just then, the bald guy came out and bumped right into her drawing a red tile.

Nai Caozi spoke up: "Can you help me?"

The bald guy's eyes practically popped out of their sockets, but he still tried to act all coy, saying, "Isn't this inappropriate?"

We don't know what the director was thinking, but this bald guy, who's over forty, looks more sleazy than a rapist.

With that appearance, even female dogs on the street would avoid him, afraid that this bald man would mess with them.

The two of them pulled and tugged at each other, and the bald guy finally gave in, but he still looked unwilling and didn't know how to do it.

Just as they were getting down to business, the door to the private room was gently pushed open.

Zhao Lulu slipped inside, locked the door behind her, leaned against the wall, looked up, and whispered, "Boss...boss!"

A strange sound came from the television.

Zhao Lulu turned her head to look, her eyes widened instantly, her face flushed red, and she quickly turned her head away.

Raymond Lam chuckled and patted the bed beside him: "Come sit down. Let's watch a movie together."

Zhao Lulu walked over and sat down next to him, about half a person's distance away.

She wasn't wearing heavy makeup today, just a little lip gloss and mascara, and some eyeliner. Her lips were glossy.

The two of them sat on the bed, watching Aimei Naicaozi and Bald Guy perform their various amazing skills.

In less than five minutes, Huo Shanshan began to unconsciously twist her body.

After all, they were young, and probably had never seen this kind of thing before. It was their first time seeing it, so they simply couldn't stand it.

Two minutes later, she leaned closer to Lin Feng and said, "Boss... I... I've thought about it."

Lin Feng feigned ignorance and asked, "What did you say?"

Zhao Lulu twisted her body a couple of times, her voice already trembling, "I... I said I want it."

Lin Feng turned to the side, reached out and pinched her chin, turning her face towards him.

Zhao Lulu's eyes were wet, and her cheeks were burning hot; you could feel the heat even through the air.

How much do you want to?

"I...I really want to."

Lin Feng smiled wickedly, his hand sliding from her chin to her neck, his fingertips gently pressing on her throat, feeling her pulse, which was beating extremely fast.

Then he moved his fingers down, hooked them around the neckline of her white short-sleeved shirt, and pulled it to the side to reveal her shoulder.

Zhao Lulu couldn't control herself any longer and pounced on Lin Feng, kissing him while tearing off his clothes.

Lin Feng reached out and touched it; it was through. He immediately revealed a smug expression.

Zhao Lulu was startled and quickly stripped naked.

Lin Feng didn't even need to do anything; Zhao Lulu had completely lost herself, immersed in the flames of love and unable to extricate herself.

In just three minutes, she let out a long howl, marking her departure.

But she was not quenched and continued to demand more. Less than ten minutes later, she once again looked up and let out a long howl.

She was soon drenched in sweat, as if she had just taken a shower.

Seeing that she had reached her physical limit, Lin Feng simply flipped her over and switched positions.

Time passed slowly, and Zhao Lulu had lost count of how many times Lin Feng had taken her, because she was already somewhat delirious.

Afterwards, she lay there like a fool, sprawled out, mouth slightly open, eyes unfocused, motionless.

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head. She had made herself sore from lack of oxygen that she lost consciousness.

Lin Feng quickly started giving her CPR while pinching her philtrum.

After several attempts, Zhao Lulu finally woke up.

She stared wide-eyed, panting, "What's wrong, boss? Did I fall asleep? I think I just saw angels, lots of pink clouds, and a rainbow!"

She suddenly realized, "Wait a minute! How could I have fallen asleep when it was so enjoyable? Is it over?"

Lin Feng kissed her, "Silly girl, you fainted."

"Huh? I fainted?"

"Okay, you should get some rest."

Lin Feng sat up and picked up his phone from the bedside table. Zhang Min's text message: "Are you coming home for dinner tonight?"

He replied, "I'm not going back, I have something to do."

Zhang Min replied with an "Mm" without asking what was wrong.

Lin Feng got up and put on his clothes.

Zhao Lulu buried her face in the pillow, her voice muffled: "Boss, are you going to find another woman?"

Raymond Lam put on his pants and a T-shirt, but did not answer her question.

Zhao Lulu lifted her head from under the pillow, her eyes red but not crying. "I understand. Go ahead."

Lin Feng turned around, bent down, and kissed her on the forehead.

Zhao Lulu closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

Lin Feng walked to the door and glanced back at her.

Zhao Lulu was still lying in bed, half of her body wrapped in a white sheet, her hair spread out on the pillow, like a gift that had been unwrapped.

"I'll look for you again next time I come back," Lin Feng said.

Zhao Lulu smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescents.

Lin Feng closed the door.

The corridor was empty, but the sounds of arcade games and billiard balls clashing could be heard from downstairs.

He went downstairs and checked his watch; it was past six. Huo Shanshan hadn't gotten off work yet. He planned to go downstairs to play some arcade games and wait for Huo Shanshan to finish get off work so they could leave together. He still had a game to play that night.