As Su Qing regained her senses, she pouted and glared at Sun Haoran. He grinned sheepishly and was about to continue when Su Qing suddenly pressed a hand against his chest and asked shyly:
"Did... did you record that just now?"
"Record what... ah... I... I forgot..."
"What? You idiot! If you can't hold back and finish later, wouldn't that waste my... ugh, what am I saying... I mean... it's..."
"Little Qing... little Qing!"
"Hmm?"
"Don't worry! Trust me!"
"Mmm..."
"Just trust me! I'm going to start recording now!"
"Mmm..."
Sun Haoran took his phone from his pocket, turned on the recording function, aimed the camera at them, and placed it on the nearby table.
Now aware of the recording, Su Qing became even more bashful, turning her face to the side. They maintained their previous position as Sun Haoran leaned down and inserted his still-erect member into her moist core.
"Mmm..."
Because of the recording, Su Qing's reactions became more restrained. Her limbs stiffened slightly as she held Sun Haoran, and she tried to suppress her moans.
But as Sun Haoran's gentle caresses and rhythmic thrusts continued, wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Gradually, Su Qing's body relaxed, and her moans became harder to contain.
Moreover, as the pleasure intensified, the thought of the recording phone nearby and the thrill of secretly making love in the infirmary added an extra layer of excitement for Su Qing.
Though she didn't consciously realize this subtle stimulation, Su Qing gradually lost herself in the pleasure brought by Sun Haoran's repeated thrusts, becoming immersed in the passion of their physical union.
In the classroom, a middle-aged male teacher was enthusiastically explaining points from the textbook. The students below were attentively listening, occasionally lowering their heads to take notes. The entire class appeared orderly and disciplined.
Apart from Jiang Yun, who was lost in thought again, he was still brooding over his earlier behavior. He had genuinely wanted to accompany Su Qing to the infirmary out of concern for her. It should have been a joyful reunion after days apart, with the two of them happily sticking together.
Instead, they had inexplicably ended up in an argument, and he had been unceremoniously kicked out. This left Jiang Yun feeling deeply upset, and Sun Haoran became a source of resentment in his heart.
Jiang Yun believed that if Sun Haoran hadn't been there stirring up trouble in the infirmary, he and Su Qing would have fallen back into their usual dynamic—trading playful jabs before turning around to flaunt their affection to others.
But the outcome had been far from what he expected. Su Qing had unexpectedly and firmly sent him away. After returning to the classroom in a huff, Jiang Yun took some time to reflect and realized that his own attitude had indeed been less than ideal.
("As soon as I entered the infirmary, I ignored Su Qing and immediately started arguing with that fatso. Thinking back, that was pretty childish... Su Qing was right... Ugh...")
Though he could rationalize it once he calmed down, Jiang Yun couldn't help his intense dislike for Sun Haoran. Just the sight of him was enough to set Jiang Yun off, and he wasn't sure if he could avoid repeating the same mistake if a similar situation arose again.
Jiang Yun sighed, pulled himself together, and tried to focus on the lesson. But before long, his thoughts drifted once more, this time to Su Qing, the person who occupied his mind.
He decided that after class, he would go find Su Qing to apologize and make amends. If he encountered Sun Haoran again, he would have to exercise every ounce of self-control to keep his temper in check.
Little did he know that, at that very moment, Su Qing and Sun Haoran were in the infirmary, completely naked and entangled tightly with each other.
In the infirmary, Su Qing was kneeling on the bed, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands, her hips swaying vigorously. Behind her, Sun Haoran held her slender waist firmly, thrusting into her with force.
"Ah... Haoran... Hao...ran... Mmh... I... I... Mmh..."
"Huff... Xiao Qing... What's wrong?"
"Ah... I... I can't take it anymore... Mmh... I'm... I'm about to... Mmh... Mmm..."
"Heh, about to climax again? Xiao Qing, you're so sensitive... This is already the fourth time."
"Mmm... You're... so mean... Ah... Ah... Haoran... Ah..."
"Come for me, Xiao Qing! Hah..."
"Ah... I'm... Ah... Gonna... gonna squirt... Ah... Ah..."
Sun Haoran's breathing grew heavier, his movements becoming faster and more frantic. The sheets in Su Qing's grasp were now crumpled and distorted, and her hips rocked with increasing wildness.
With a sharp, high-pitched moan from Su Qing and a shudder from Sun Haoran, the two reached their climax simultaneously—marking Su Qing's fourth orgasm.
Whether it was the accumulation of continuous pleasure, the joy of overcoming a challenge, or the sheer intensity of the situation, this climax was far more powerful for Su Qing than any of the previous ones.
Her body stiffened, holding the final position as she pushed back forcefully, as if trying to draw Sun Haoran's member even deeper inside her.
After Sun Haoran ejaculated, his member began to soften and slowly slipped out of Su Qing's entrance. A thick stream of semen mixed with her fluids gushed out with a wet sound.
Su Qing began to tremble violently again, her arousal spattering everywhere with her movements. Finally, she collapsed onto the bed like a limp rag, only intermittent breaths audible as her body occasionally twitched with spasms.
Beside her, Sun Haoran, though equally exhausted, recovered more quickly. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he rose to clean up the traces in the room.
It took quite some time before Su Qing regained her composure. With her desires released, her mind grew clearer. Recalling what had just happened, she found it almost unbelievable.
("How could I... I actually went through with this challenge with Haoran. Su Qing, how could you be so shameless... But... the challenge was really successful. Haoran is unexpectedly skilled in this area... I... ah... No... I shouldn't be like this... I've wronged Haoran and even more so, Jiang Yun.")
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Su Qing's mind. Only after calming down did she realize she had done something extremely inappropriate.
She couldn't understand why she had inexplicably told Sun Haoran about the challenge content earlier, nor why she had actually gone through with it with him.
Could it really be that Sun Haoran's confession had moved her? In the end, Su Qing could only answer herself this way, though that was only part of the reason.
The main reason lay in the residual effects of the medication. The previous psychiatric drugs had lowered Su Qing's resistance to sexual activity, even making her crave it.
Although the strong effects of the medication had worn off that same day, some residual influence remained for a period afterward, subtly affecting her judgment.
So first, Su Qing had forced herself to tease Wang Kai throughout a class, stirring up her own desires. Then, Sun Haoran's confession had touched her heart. Combined with the pressure of the challenge task, it prompted Su Qing to take the initiative to sleep with Sun Haoran once.
Another reason was that Su Qing had already been intimate with Sun Haoran before. Their relationship was no longer purely innocent, so the psychological barrier to this matter wasn't as significant.
Of course, now that she had completely calmed down, Su Qing felt intensely self-reproachful. Her guilt toward Jiang Yun seemed to have magnified several times at that moment. So, clutching the blanket to cover herself, she sat silently on the bed, her expression shifting uncertainly.
Just then, Sun Haoran walked over carrying a new bedsheet. Seeing Su Qing sitting dazed on the bed, he smiled and said, "Xiao Qing, you're awake. I brought a new bedsheet. Let me help you change it."
"No need, I'll change it myself!"
"Huh?"
Hearing Su Qing's suddenly icy tone, Sun Haoran was taken aback for a moment before replying, "It's fine, I'll help you change it. After all, just now... hehe, you should rest a bit more."
"Really, no need. You should go back."
"Xiao Qing... you?"
Seeing Su Qing's abrupt change in attitude, Sun Haoran was momentarily at a loss. Su Qing also felt her tone had been too cold.
After all, so much had happened these past few days, and it wasn't Sun Haoran's fault. Thinking carefully, Haoran had been dragged into this because of her, and he had helped her many times. Reflecting on this, Su Qing's tone softened.
"Haoran... thank you for helping me. My mind is a bit chaotic right now. Please let me be alone for a while."
"Xiao Qing, if there's anything, you can talk to me. Don't bear it all alone."
"Mm, it's fine. I'll be okay after some time alone. Don't worry."
"That's good..."
"You should go back to class. Skipping too many classes isn't good. Your family will be upset if they find out."
"Then I'll really go back to class? You alone..."
"It's fine. That recording... could you take it to Wang Kai for me? I don't want to see him."
"Well... alright then. I... sigh..."
Listening to Su Qing's gentle yet slightly distant tone, Sun Haoran felt as if he had returned to the past. Unconsciously, he grew more nervous, secretly wondering if he had slipped up somewhere—or if he had done something wrong?
Stammering a few words, Sun Haoran, with no immediate solution, set down the bedsheet, picked up his phone, and left. Seeing him go, Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
If Sun Haoran had persisted a little longer, she might not have been able to maintain her cold demeanor. Struggling to get up, Su Qing changed the old bedsheet for a new one and put the old one away.
Then, leaning back on the bed, she drifted into a daze. Many figures and scenes flashed through her mind. When she thought of Jiang Yun, the guilt in her heart intensified.
Although she had endured many terrible things these past few days, Jiang Yun was still her boyfriend, and she had never wanted to give up on their relationship. Yet, she had done so many things to betray him.
She could console herself with the excuse that Luo Qiang and Wang Kai had forced her, that she had no way to resist. But with Haoran, it had happened many times, and sometimes, she had even taken the initiative…
At the thought of this, remorse overwhelmed her. Su Qing curled up, burying her head deeply in her knees, and couldn't hold back her tears.
When the class bell rang, Jiang Yun returned to the infirmary. Opening the door and stepping inside, he found Su Qing lying motionless on the bed.
Startled, Jiang Yun hurried to her bedside and realized she was only asleep. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he noticed the tear stains still fresh on her face.
His heart tightened again, convinced that Su Qing must have cried because of his earlier immature behavior. Instantly, regret washed over him.
Sitting beside Su Qing, Jiang Yun reached out to wipe the tears from her face. Su Qing trembled slightly and woke up.
Feeling someone touch her, Su Qing shrank back in fear, then looked up to find Jiang Yun sitting beside her.
"Jiang Yun... How did you... I..."
"Xiao Qing... I'm sorry, it's my fault!"
"Huh?"
Exhausted from the morning's turmoil, Su Qing had been overwhelmed with fatigue. Crying had lulled her into sleep, but as soon as she dozed off, she was plagued by a nightmare.
In the dream, Jiang Yun had discovered everything she had done, looking at her with a heartbroken expression. She was crying and apologizing, begging for his forgiveness.
Waking up to find Jiang Yun by her side, she instinctively wanted to continue apologizing to seek forgiveness. But before she could speak, Jiang Yun had already beaten her to it, leaving her stunned.
It was then that Su Qing realized the earlier scene had been a dream—this was reality. However, her mind was still hazy from sleep, and for a moment, she lay there silently, unable to speak.
Seeing Su Qing just staring blankly at him, Jiang Yun felt even worse. He leaned forward, embraced her, and whispered in her ear:
"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive earlier. I was wrong!"
"Jiang Yun..."
"These past few days, I've been too focused on the basketball game and haven't been attentive enough to you. It's my fault. Xiao Qing... can you forgive me?"
Hearing Jiang Yun's gentle words and recalling how he had wiped her tears, Su Qing understood that he had mistakenly misinterpreted the situation.
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