My Dongguan Love Story

Wu Jingru smiled and patted Lin Huimin on the shoulder:

"What's so fast about that? Wang Tao and I slept together the first time we met. Let me tell you, 'a woman pursuing a man is like piercing a thin veil,' do you know what that veil is?"

Lin Huimin had never heard of this before, so she asked her in confusion, "What kind of gauze?"

Seeing Lin Huimin looking at her with a puzzled expression, Wu Jingru smiled and lifted Lin Huimin's T-shirt, revealing Lin Huimin's fair and slender waist:

"It's this layer of gauze! You idiot."

"Let me tell you, men are driven by their lower bodies. Don't waste your energy chasing them! Just give yourself to them, and once you have them, they're yours."

Lin Huimin's heart pounded, and her face flushed slightly: "Isn't this a bit too direct? Dazhuang might think I'm some kind of promiscuous woman."

Upon hearing Lin Huimin's words, Wu Jingru couldn't help but roll her eyes. What do you mean by that? Are you implying that I'm a promiscuous woman?

If anyone else had said that, Wu Jingru would have snapped back. But she and Lin Huimin were best friends for many years, and she also needed to borrow some money from her, so she could only explain gently:

"Other women might give the impression of being promiscuous if they did this, but not you."

Hearing Wu Jingru's resolute words, Lin Huimin was stunned: "Why can't I do it?"

"Are you stupid? You've never been in a relationship and you've never been with a man before. Your first time was with Dazhuang. How can you say it was just casual? Besides, even if it was casual, it was with Chen Dazhuang, wasn't it? He was your first man."

Upon hearing this, Lin Huimin nodded repeatedly, agreeing that it was true, as she herself was still a virgin.

Once Dazhuang gets what he wants, he certainly won't think he's been easy, and he might even cherish himself more and want to take responsibility for himself because of it.

Lin Huimin was already fantasizing. She imagined that after they finished in bed, Dazhuang would hold her and say to her affectionately, "Huimin, I will definitely take responsibility for you. I will marry no one but you in this life."

Thinking of this, Lin Huimin smiled, her eyes filled with sweetness.

Looking at this usually sharp and serious career woman, now so tender and gentle like a little woman, Wu Jingru couldn't help but shake her head inwardly. Love truly can change a person.

Wu Jingru personally helped Lin Huimin choose an outfit for their date that evening. Her eyes scanned Lin Huimin's wardrobe, and her fair, delicate hands took out a thin slip dress from the wardrobe. The fabric was soft and close-fitting, outlining a soft yet subtly sexy curve.

Upon seeing the dress, Lin Huimin's face flushed slightly, and she looked at Lin Huimin in a flustered manner: "Isn't this too revealing?"

She bought this dress but was too embarrassed to wear it, so it sat untouched in her closet.

"No, if you're going to dazzle a man, you should definitely choose this kind."

"All right."

Lin Huimin shyly took the pink sundress and slowly went into the bathroom to change. After changing, she looked at herself in the mirror and came out somewhat embarrassed.

Her fair shoulders were completely bare, a small V-shape showing through her chest, displaying her alluring cleavage. She covered her chest somewhat shyly, glancing nervously at Wu Jingru.

Wu Jingru looked at Lin Huimin's outfit and smiled, pursing her lips with her hand.

"It's nice, quite good-looking. I would like it too if I were a guy."

As she spoke, she hooked her hand around the V-neck strap of Lin Huimin's bra and flicked it gently. A cool breeze blew into Lin Huimin's body, making her face turn even redder. She shyly slapped Wu Jingru and said, "What are you doing?"

Looking at Lin Huimin's demure, womanly demeanor, Wu Jingru shook her head with a smile: "Is this really our leading lady, the general manager of Guangyuan Building Materials? She seems more like a timid woman to me!"

"No, don't talk nonsense."

These words made Lin Huimin blush, and she lowered her head, too embarrassed to look at Wu Jingru.

She didn't know what was wrong with her; ever since meeting Dazhuang, it seemed as if her feminine characteristics had been awakened. She had never known what shyness was before, but now she understood it all.

Wu Jingru pursed her lips, wanting to continue teasing Lin Huimin, but seeing Lin Huimin glaring at her, she changed her mind: "Let me tell you what you should do tonight."

Upon hearing Wu Jingru's words, Lin Huimin immediately opened her ears and brought them close to Wu Jingru's mouth.

After Lin Huimin finished listening, her face turned even redder, like two bright red apples.

After Wu Jingru left, she first cleaned the house and tidied it up, then lit candles and placed aromatherapy.

After finishing all that, she looked up at the window and saw that it was already dark, so she went out of the house.

When Lin Huimin arrived at the entrance of the residential compound, she looked out onto the street. She had been waiting there for over half an hour. But her eyes weren't filled with anxiety; instead, they were brimming with anticipation.

She looked around, carefully observing every approaching pedestrian and every passing vehicle. Finally, she spotted a familiar face on a motorcycle.

As the familiar face gradually zoomed in, a tender smile appeared on her face, and she waved and called out, "Dazhuang, I'm here."

I was riding my motorcycle when someone waved and called out to me. Although I couldn't see the person clearly, I guessed it must be Lin Huimin. As I rode closer, I saw that it was indeed Lin Huimin. I was surprised that she was already waiting for me at the entrance of the residential area. Feeling a little embarrassed, I said to her:

"Mr. Lin, have you been waiting long?"

Lin Huimin listened to my words and shook her head with a smile: "No, I just arrived too."

After saying that, he walked over to me and got on the back of my motorcycle: "Come on, I'll take you to park."

"Okay." I had no doubts and rode Lin Huimin into the residential area.

I hadn't been riding for long when I felt a pair of gentle little hands wrap around my waist. I was immediately puzzled; I wasn't even going that fast. Why was Mr. Lin holding me so tightly, afraid I'd fall off?

I didn't think much of it. After a while, I arrived at the parking lot and parked in an empty space on the side, then stepped out.

Lin Huimin watched me come down and stretched out her fair little hand towards me: "Dazhuang, give me a hand."

"Okay." I held her small hand, and it felt like holding warm jade, cool and smooth.

Lin Huimin took my hand and slowly stepped off the motorcycle. Even after we got off, she didn't let go, and with her left hand pointing towards the building on the left, she said:

"I live in this building, Building 3."

I looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a seven-story building.

"I live on the fourth floor, let's go." Lin Huimin took my hand and walked towards Building 3.

I was half a step behind her when a gentle breeze blew across my face, carrying the faint fragrance of Lin Huimin to me.

Her little hand held mine tightly, as if she was afraid she might accidentally let go of me; she held on very tightly.

As I walked, I kept glancing at Lin Huimin's retreating figure, a sense of unease creeping into my mind. I had just helped her get out of the car by holding her hand, so why was she still holding my hand while we were walking down the street?

Although I was puzzled, I was too embarrassed to ask her. Besides, I wasn't at a disadvantage holding her hand, so I didn't think much of it.

As I walked into the stairwell, the windows shone with the glow of the moon. Although it was dark, it wasn't pitch black.

Lin Huimin stomped her left foot hard on the ground, and the sound woke up the stairwell streetlights.

"Let's go." Lin Huimin turned to me with a smile and took a few steps upstairs.

Lin Huimin suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and leaned towards me, as if she had twisted her ankle.

Afraid she would fall, I quickly reached out to support her slender waist. A soft sensation entered my hand, and I asked her with concern, "Are you alright? Did you twist your ankle?"

"No, it's nothing."

Lin Huimin stammered as she looked up at me, then pouted and closed her eyes.