"Tang Yin, tonight is the last time."
"Once we leave this room, we act as if nothing ever happened."
"You have to forget everything—tonight and everything before. And you can't tell San Ge about what we've done."
"Otherwise, I'll make you regret it."
Xiao Wu had already regained her composure.
After calming down, she thought back to the wild passion she had just shared with Tang Yin in the room, feeling a wave of embarrassment.
She didn't understand how she could have been like that.
How she could have cooperated so willingly with Tang Yin in betraying Tang San.
But now that she was calm, she brought up their previous agreement—tonight was the last time.
After tonight, they would return to being just normal acquaintances.
Tang Yin nodded firmly. "Don't worry. Aside from this cannon of mine that brings you so much pleasure, the one thing I pride myself on most is my word."
Hearing his words, Xiao Wu couldn't help but glance at the "red cannon" that had nearly driven her to ecstasy earlier.
Her heart wavered slightly.
But she steeled herself, her expression resolute.
"Hurry up and leave. It's already late, and I need to rest. I have classes tomorrow."
Xiao Wu pushed at Tang Yin, trying to shove him off the bed.
But Tang Yin had no intention of leaving just yet.
His gaze lingered on Xiao Wu's alluring white silk-clad legs, and as his thoughts stirred, his "red cannon" rose again, its muzzle pointing at Xiao Wu as if howling in demand.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu shot him an exasperated glare, as if she wanted nothing more than to bite that damn cannon off.
"Xiao Wu, you can't blame me for this. Just look at how beautiful your legs are in those stockings—how could anyone resist?"
"Use those silk-wrapped legs of yours to wipe down my cannon. After all, the mess on it is all yours."
"Shouldn't you be the one to clean it up?"
And while you're at it, help cool it down a bit. That way, I can leave without any issues."
"Otherwise, if I walk out with this cannon still loaded, I might run into Zhuqing or the others before I even make it out the door. How would I explain that?"
"Besides, since we didn't finish properly just now, helping me now wouldn't count as a second time. Right, Xiao Wu?"
Tang Yin's fingers continued tracing along Xiao Wu's stocking-clad legs, his voice laced with temptation.
Xiao Wu considered his words and found some logic in them.
If Tang Yin left and happened to run into Zhu Qing or the others, it really would be hard to explain.
Even if the chances were slim, it could still happen.
And helping him now wouldn't technically break their agreement—it wouldn't count as a second time.
After hesitating for a moment, she finally nodded in agreement.
Slowly, she lifted her legs—legs so perfect they could be played with for years—and brought them to Tang Yin's "red cannon."
Bracing herself with her hands on the bed, she began cleaning the mess on the cannon's surface—the mess that belonged to her.
As she worked, the heat radiating from Tang Yin's cannon through her stockings made her cheeks flush.
At the same time, her breathing, which had just steadied, grew ragged again.
Internally, she gasped at how hot it was.
Yet she remained focused, meticulously wiping away the residue while helping to cool the cannon down.
Tang Yin couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath at the sensation of Xiao Wu's silk-smooth legs working on him.
Leaning back against the bed, he let himself enjoy the moment as Xiao Wu used her stocking-clad limbs to clean and cool him.
"Xiao Wu, put some more strength into it. Otherwise, we'll be here all night, and it still won't be clean. The temperature isn't dropping—unless you want to spend the whole night with me?"
"Or is this really all you're capable of?"
Tang Yin smirked teasingly.
Xiao Wu let out a soft hmph. "I don't want to spend the night with you! I'll get this nasty thing down right now!"
Refusing to back down, she remembered how Tang Yin had made her cry out earlier under the bombardment of his cannon. Now it was her turn—she refused to believe she couldn't make him surrender quickly.
No longer holding back out of shyness, Xiao Wu focused entirely on the task.
Her silk-covered feet rubbed against the cannon's barrel with varying pressure, determined to force it down and kick Tang Yin out of her room as soon as possible.
As she worked, she suddenly felt something sticky on her foot. Looking down, she saw that the cannon had already begun to drool.
This only strengthened her resolve to cool it down and make it retreat.
Without hesitation, she pressed her stocking-clad foot fully against the cannon's muzzle, wiping away the drool and the remnants of her own mess.
But to her frustration, no matter how much she rubbed, the cannon refused to go down.
Her feet were growing tired, yet the damn thing remained standing tall.
Annoyed, she switched tactics—instead of using her feet, she now pressed her thighs against the cannon.
This time, she noticed an immediate change in Tang Yin's expression.
However, she soon realized that the cannon's barrel was growing even hotter, the heat searing through her stockings and sending waves of both pleasure and discomfort through her.
Still, Xiao Wu knew that if she just kept at it, the cannon would soon lose its strength and collapse.
The sound of silk sliding against steel filled the room.
After what felt like an eternity, Xiao Wu's expression suddenly shifted—she felt it. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥
The cannon's temperature was spiking, its size swelling rapidly.
It was about to fire.
Having been on the receiving end of this cannon's bombardments multiple times, Xiao Wu knew exactly what was coming.
She doubled her efforts, determined to force the cannon to cool down and soften before it could unleash its payload.
With a wet sound, the cannon finally fired.
After relentless effort—her stockings nearly worn through—Xiao Wu had finally forced the cannon to release its ammunition, its temperature and hardness finally subsiding.
Xiao Wu let out a long exhale, relieved.
She realized she was drenched in sweat, as if she had just endured something even more exhausting than being pounded by Tang Yin's cannon.
But the next second, her eyes widened in disbelief.
The damn cannon was still standing.
Not even slightly weakened.
"Hmph! I refuse to believe this!"
Angry and unwilling to admit defeat, Xiao Wu suddenly reached out and grabbed the cannon firmly.
Then, lowering her head, she took the muzzle between her lips and bit down.
The sudden stimulation made Tang Yin stiffen in surprise.
He hadn't expected Xiao Wu to take the initiative .
But soon, he relaxed, fully indulging in her enthusiastic service.
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