Married To A Potential Fat Man

Chapter 27

Uh-oh!

I have a feeling things are going to get spicy later.

As soon as I hung up the phone, I chickened out.

I quickly leaped from the bed and went to the next room to find Zuo Zuo for backup.

For safety reasons, I wanted to get a condom first.

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Upon hearing this, a mischievous smile appeared on Zuo Zuo’s fair and refined face: “I don’t have his size here.”

Oh well.

Daring to covet even your sister Meng’s man, do you think his JJ is too long?

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R vssj y zssj, pvydeyae pkgl.

Rd vbl rypv, R oswze byhl vbswtbv kv oswzed’v qkv bkx.

Jwv dso, okvb bkp rlaqlnvzu rasrsavksdle rbupkiwl, R qktwale kv pbswzed’v cl vss ekqqlaldv qasx y dsaxyz xyd kd vbyv elryavxldv.

Ekvbswv blpkvyvksd, R pyke, “Rv osajp!”

Hws Hws tyhl xl vos, “Kwpv vs cl pyql qasx cwapvkdt.”

Slnyzzkdt Pw Tsdtvkdt’p rlaqsaxydnlp obkzl pokxxkdt yde rzyukdt cypjlvcyzz—

“Tso xydu xsal? Qkhl vblx yzz vs xl.”

Then I said to Zuo Zuo, “Can you come to my room later?”

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Zuo Zuo was startled, “Damn, I didn’t expect you to be this kind of Meng Qiqi!”

Me: “If you don’t want to come, I’ll go call the three young hunks next door to help.”

Zuo Zuo: “That’s too scary, you female beast!”

When Du Hongting arrived, I nervously waited at the front door.

I waited until I heard the elevator chime.

It’s a two-family unit on each floor, and there’s no one around.

When the elevator door opened, Du Hongting rushed towards me aggressively—

Thud.

Thud, thud.

I was scared, so I quickly pushed my chest backward.

Afraid that he might hear my heartbeat too loudly.

But when he lowered his head, he caught my neck and started to nibble!

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It hurt! It tickled!

Me: “No, no…”

In no time, however, a sound of contentment, like a cat being scratched, escaped my throat.

How spineless I am, revealing my true nature when my body is pleased.

Du Hongting, breathing heavily, lowered his eyes and stared at me, surprisingly smug: “Didn’t you say naked sleep? Why are you so covered up?”

My eyes rolled around, evading him, “I’ll take it off after I go inside…”

He intentionally raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and said, “But it’s still three hours away from three days, what should we do?”

Me: “Then wait here for a while, after three hours, I’ll open the door for you?”

Then I slipped into the room.

Du Hongting: “You dare!”

He took big strides and chased after me into the room, kicking open the door to my room, agile as a cheetah, ready to pounce on me in bed—

“Piggy!”

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“No trump!”

“Bomb!”

Three handsome young men sat cross-legged on my bed playing cards.

Du Hongting: “…”

The three young hunks then looked at me, “Oh, your boyfriend’s here?”

Me: “Yeah.”

Three young hunks: “Should we keep playing?”

Me: “Let’s play for a little while longer.”

After that, with exceptional “consideration,” I cooperated with Du Hongting, “There are still three hours, play until midnight, what do you think?”

Du Hongting: “…”

Looking at how tightly he clenched his jaw, his molars were probably about to shatter.

Since you’ve come, it’s a bit awkward to suddenly say I want to leave. Du Hongting had no choice but to sit beside me and watch me play cards.

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The young guys asked him if he wanted to join a round.

Du Hongting, expressionless, replied, “I don’t know how.”

Everyone showed disinterest and ignored him.

This was a gambling game, so a group of poor guys played with extra concentration. Taking advantage of everyone’s serious play, I sneakily glanced at Du Hongting—

Just as I caught his gaze, his fierce expression scared me, making my heart tremble.

It seemed like he couldn’t wait, getting anxious.

Since he was so impatient, why did he just say there were still three hours a moment ago?

This man…

In a little while, he nonchalantly pinched my neck, rubbing it, and then grabbed my hand from behind, gnashing his teeth.

Could it be that he felt like time was dragging on?

I kind of felt that way too…

It threw me off balance, and I lost several rounds. The three young guys were quite happy with their winnings.

Suddenly—

“I’ll join you for a round.”

Du Hongting calmly pushed me aside and took his turn.

One of the young guys asked him, “Didn’t you say you don’t know how?”

Du Hongting revealed his academic prowess, “I just learned it.”

The three young guys were delighted, “We’re playing for money, you might lose out.”

Du Hongting pulled out a bunch of bills, “Is this enough?”

So everyone happily continued playing.

Half an hour later.

Three young guys: “Meng Jie, Meng Sao, we have school tomorrow, need to sleep early and wake up early, won’t disturb you!”

I realized I had lost so much that I even forgot to take my pants.

I glanced at the clock.

Still two hours left.

Just as I was about to turn around and show him, I suddenly heard a clear sound behind me—

“Click.”

The sound of the door locking.

Du Hongting: “Everyone’s gone.”

Me: “…”

Du Hongting: “It’s just the two of us now.”

After saying that, step by step, he forced me into the corner of the wall.

He lowered his head and kissed me.

Um—

Indeed, it had been more than a year since we last kissed.

But there’s plenty of time in the future.

He wouldn’t pour all the accumulated yearning into this one moment, right?

Not at all refined, like a fierce beast, sucking and biting, with a feeling that even my lips might be bitten off…

I looked into his familiar eyes, feeling a bit moved.

And there was his pleasant scent.

I unbuttoned his shirt, my hands exploring on this strange yet familiar body.

Somehow, my eyes became a bit red.

I’ve also been on a diet, and losing even a pound felt like a huge challenge. He must have gone through a lot to lose so much weight.

I couldn’t be mad at him at all.

I wanted to slap myself in the face.

Take back those words that hurt him.

Du Hongting deliberately showed the muscles on his arm, flaunting his “little mouse.”

I laughed and scolded him for being crazy, asking if it was worth it to compete with me like this.

He laughed too, and there was something even more extreme that he wanted to show me.

I was stunned.

“Do you know what I’ve been through this past year?” he said. “I had gastric bypass surgery.”

My head buzzed, and my ears were ringing.

Why?

Was it because of the hurtful words I had said to him before?

I felt like my scalp was going to explode. “It’s impossible. I watched you swim very clearly; there was nothing…”

He interrupted, “Foreign surgeries are very advanced, and the stitching techniques are excellent. You have to be very close to see it.”

I hastily pulled open his shirt, frantically searching for the scar on his abdomen.

My eyes were a bit sour. I turned the desk lamp brighter, desperately searching—

Apart from the beautifully sculpted abdominal muscles like chocolate blocks, there was nothing else.

Suddenly, the back of my head was forcefully pressed, and my entire face was buried in his abs—

Suffocated and bewildered.

Du Hongting stifled a laugh and rubbed my hair. “After all this time, there’s been no change. Still so foolish.”

I held back the tears that were about to overflow.

Du Hongting teased, “Oh, crying?”

He playfully bit me and kissed me.

I dignifiedly resisted the temptation of beauty. “I blamed myself so much over the past year. I was almost scared to death just now. Yet, you played me like this!”

“Who asked you to say those things about me? Do you know how hurtful they were?” He was still holding a grudge.

“During that argument, the hurtful words were not my true feelings. You should know that!”

He smiled, “I didn’t do all this to spite you. I thought you liked being cajoled, am I really that childish?”

After losing weight, he had gained a mature charm, making me a bit timid.

It seemed like only he had grown up, and I was still the same, incredibly foolish.

I asked the most concerning question: “Did you use an extreme method for weight loss?”

He was confident, “Exercise and a balanced diet, there’s no one healthier than me.”

That’s good, that’s good.

I asked him why he wanted to lose weight.

He said, “Just because, I want to become a better me for you.”

He also said that, at least in future arguments, I wouldn’t have the chance to call him a fatso anymore.

Is that all?

Du Hongting complained with a sense of injustice, purposely keeping me in suspense, hoping for a surprise. However, after a whole meal, I surprisingly didn’t recognize him.

I wasted a seafood feast on him, and our group from the company ate heartily.

We had a heart-to-heart talk, chatting late into the night.

Kissing and caressing each other, we truly felt that he was back. At this moment, I was embracing him.

I lowered my head and silently kissed his body.

Proof of the efforts he had made.

Prominent Adam’s apple, powerful arms, slim waist and abdomen…

Du Hongting’s panting gradually intensified, and I also found it hard to restrain myself.

I hurriedly reached under the pillow for a condom. Anxious, I couldn’t open the packaging, so I decided to bite it open.

Du Hongting, panting, pressed down my hand. “What are you doing?”

I replied, “What do you think?”

He said, “No, I’m not ready yet…”

Ready for what?

He wouldn’t have some kind of sentiment like some girls, right?

I patiently reasoned with him, feeling like a big bad wolf wanting to eat Little Red Riding Hood.

“Actually, pre-marital intimacy is not something to be ashamed of—”

“No,” Du Hongting interrupted my talkative explanation, “I just don’t want to…”

I poked the part of him that was a bit too straightforward. “It seems like it really wants to.”

He finally said, “I mean, I don’t want to do it in a place like this.”

Huh?

What?!

I glanced around.

Oh.

The rented room in front of me, only ten square meters in size, indeed looked a bit lacking in charm.

Cheap furnishings, a simple computer desk, a single bed—no comparison to the presidential suite filled with rose petals he was expecting.

“What’s wrong with this place?” I pushed the leftover instant noodle bowl from tonight to the corner of the bedside table while continuing to coax and deceive, “I think it’s quite nice, comfortable and natural. It also gives a sense of security in terms of space. Not bad at all—”

With my combination of coaxing and deceiving, he finally became somewhat reluctant.

I straddled him, unbuckled his belt, and pulled down his trousers.

Fingers hooked onto the edge of his underwear and pulled down—

Me: !!!

I suddenly collapsed onto his thigh.

Looking at that impressive size…

I fell deep into contemplation.

Yes.

The worst-case scenario.

Unexpected growth.

Du Hongting was nearly amused to death by my shocked appearance.

Now, he turned the tables and tempted me, “Is it really that bad?”

Me: “Suddenly feeling a bit sleepy, good night.”

Then, I covered myself with the blanket pretending to sleep.

He laughed loudly, “You’re just pretending to be a novice!”

Seeing my complete lack of interest, he continued, “Actually, the size issue is not that difficult to overcome. The female body has elasticity in certain areas. Otherwise, how could it accommodate a baby during childbirth? As long as you engage in sufficient foreplay, along with lubricants and expansion techniques—”

Hey?

Wait a minute.

I quickly climbed up, “How do you know so much about this?”

“I’ve done detailed research in this area.” Du Hongting suddenly had a paper and a pen in his hand, “Now, let me explain the anatomical diagrams of males and females to you.”

This is insane!

Who wants a lesson in the theory of intimacy in bed?

After a while, he came to kiss me again.

I don’t know how his skills became so advanced. It drove me crazy. When the passion surged, it overflowed like a tide…

I couldn’t wait to be with him, but he was still talking nonsense, “I haven’t prepared anything—”

He was still thinking about that ridiculous lubricant?

I advised him not to spoil the mood.

All those useless theories were less practical than my suggestions.

And then, he initiated.

Before this, we had been playing games of teasing, like children’s tricks, unable to enter.

This time, it was serious.

The moment he entered, the pain was intense.

I held my breath.

It was too big.

He tried a few times but couldn’t get in. He asked, “Is it painful?”

I took a deep breath, “Not painful…”

A while later.

I couldn’t lie still, “Are you all the way in?”

He replied, “I haven’t even entered yet.”

My teeth started to chatter.

He said, “Are you trembling?”

Cold sweat dripped from my forehead, “Can you… do it faster?”

He said, “Hmm.”

Then.

Nailed to the spot feeling.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, it hurts so much… I don’t want it! Stop!”

I pushed him away, crying.

Du Hongting was at a loss, “Don’t be disheartened, next time, let’s do it my way…”

I rolled to the corner in despair, pulled the blanket over myself, crying and muttering, “I don’t need your guidance for the rest of my life. I’ll figure it out on my own…”


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