The Tycoon God of Online Gaming
Chapter 390 - 391: Bao’er, What Are You Doing

Chapter 390: Chapter 391: Bao’er, What Are You Doing

Without realising, it is already night time, yet Zhou Zhijun just can’t seem to sleep, her beautiful eyes fixated on the ceiling in trance.

She can’t help but imagine what the couple upstairs might be doing at this hour?! For herself, it’s been a while since she last had intimate contact with a man.

What could those inexperienced girls possibly know about sensual pleasures? If it was me, I can guarantee to make you...

At these thoughts, Zhou Zhijun closed her eyes and shook her head, wondering what on earth she was thinking about.

Although she had brushed those thoughts aside, she was conscious of the changes in her body. Her body was getting hot, her cheeks were warm, and her body felt aroused....

Moving within the bed covers, she crossed her legs together, then turned to her side to sleep, shutting her eyes tightly, deliberately not wanting to think about anything, hoping to fall asleep faster.

Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Zhijun felt somewhat sleepy, even though her consciousness was about to blur, a shred of embarrassingly explicit thought and image emerged, at the same moment Zhou Zhijun flushes, the corner of her mouth curving up in a light smile.

The scene in mind goes like this: roughly undressing Chu You, then indulging in his hardness, before passionately devoting herself to his offspring...

With those debauched fantasies in her mind, Zhijun drifted off to dreamland.

Up in the master bedroom on the second floor, two people were indeed entangled together, Chu You, feeling Lin Luor’s breathless body on him, savouring the pressure on his chest, was content. His hands in the bed covers once again took hold of the delicate hips, feeling their softness, their flesh, along with the moans in his ear, feeling like he was about to burst.

Just then Chu You suddenly thought about certain physical consequences. What if his fluids were left inside Homer? Would she be infected? Or, if she became pregnant, would the offspring inherit his special abilities? This thought came quickly and was just as swiftly dismissed. The first option was possible, the second one not. If there was a risk of infection, it would already have taken place, given the heated contact they had, without any precautions.

In fact, Chu You hated precautions, feeling trapped by them - like showering with a raincoat on...

Why create needless troubles? Why make the situation more complicated? !

As his knees rolled upwards, the bed covers instantly erected, revealing Lin Luor’s tender and pretty nates on which a pair of big hands were enthusiastically fondling, and under there, the raging movement of the man’s sabre, carrying out its final sprint.

Apart from the sounds of intimacy, the rhythmical soft lewd sound caused by the different liquid could also be barely heard coming from the room.

With an intense shiver, the flood of desire was released inside Homer. Seeing the clouded consciousness and the soft mutter of Lin Luor, Chu You still felt restlessness and arousal in him. Yet, he couldn’t go for another round. Whatever, there were still things to take care of tomorrow, let’s call it a night.

Meanwhile, a recollection surfaced. It made him think back to his past life encounter with an impressively beautiful woman in her 30s. After she wore him out, he stayed celibate for a week, feeling like he didn’t want to have sex again...

"Knock, knock, knock!" Suddenly a knock came from the door. Bao’er, who was sitting at the desk playing with her phone, contemplating making a call to Chu You, stopped when she saw it was 7:51. Still 9 minutes to go, she thought, I’ll wait till then. But when she heard the knock at the door, she instantly put her phone down, her innocent eyes peering intently at the door, her petite body slightly uplifted as she held her breath without uttering a word.

"Bao’er, it’s Teacher Qin. Could you open the door?" The perverse male teacher’s voice came from outside the door.

Bao’er responded with no words but kept anxiously staring at the door.

Then the sound of the door handle turning could be heard. But because she had locked the door in advance, it couldn’t be opened.

"Bao’er, you’ve missed quite a lot from my class. I think you need some extra tuition, can you open the door?"

"I don’t need it. I can catch up." Feeling the pressure, Bao’er responded loudly from inside the room.

There’s silence from the other side of the door, then a voice comes: "You need to stop playing with your phone. It’s seriously affecting your studies. Open the door quickly or I have to report it to the school board, and when your phone is confiscated and you get sent to the black room, don’t blame your teacher." It seems the other side has found a way to threaten her.

"You’re so annoying. I’m not opening the door!" Bao’er, albeit fearful, found courage from somewhere, stomped on the ground, and blurted out in anger, her face flushed with anger.

She carried out such a defiant act with some confidence that came from growing up in an orphanage where she learned how to deal with difficult situations out of necessity. Without any support, orphans have to solve their problems on their own, making her mentally mature and insightful.

This is actually a kind of hidden education method in the orphanage, which Chu You wasn’t aware of. Knowing that most of the orphans would be joining Tianchu Group in important positions, nurturing independence was seen as a vital part of educating the orphans.

Bao’er’s courage comes from Chu You. Despite feeling secure inside, she was still feeling terrified – she was challenging her teacher after all!

In the orphanage, teachers were like parents, the biggest source of support for the orphans!

The teachers of the orphanage exerted great influence on the orphans. The teachers had to rate the orphans in their respective subjects, and these ratings were very important for the orphans because they determined the allocation of resources! Not only that, the list goes on and on. In short, the teachers were everything to the orphans!

The consequence of clashing with the teacher was severe, really severe. This meant that the offending orphan was an ’heretic’ who needed to be disciplined firmly. If their thoughts did not change accordingly, they could only be sent to the welfare institution. Despite its pleasing name, the welfare institution was considered by the orphans in the orphanage as a terrifying place equivalent to Hell, where their future would be devoid of hope!

Admission into the welfare institution meant that the ideal future that the orphanage instilled in the orphans every day would all be rendered in vain. It also greatly distorted the various situations of the welfare institution, which in reality was indeed so.

The teacher outside the door fell silent again, and left without saying a word.

Bao’er’s rage disappeared like a receding tide, replaced by anxiety and fear filling her heart. Her pure big eyes suddenly blurring as tears welled up on the brink of overflowing, finally falling like pearls.

What did I do wrong? Why did this happen? She wept softly, wiping the tears away and sat down again- tears continuously streaming down from her eyes.

Bao’er hadn’t felt like this for a very long time. Once she realized the rules of survival here, she continued to be a diligent student and impressed the teachers. But, not everything can be resolved by being a good role model. The world of adults is just too complicated...

At that moment, Bao’er, resembling a pear blossom carrying the weight of spring rain, reached for her phone which lay on the table. It was already 8 pm, and it was normally the time to call that brother.

After staring at the phone number for a full minute, in the end, Bao’er could not muster the courage to press the call button. The rules of survival here had taught her that if that brother found out, the situation would exceed all expectations, and the consequences would be unpredictable. Any slight deviation from her expectations would lead to unimaginable consequences.

It was precisely this fear of the unknown that deprived young Bao’er of her courage.

She pressed the exit button, contemplated for a moment, and touched a search icon. She entered the key phrase: Adult men’s thoughts on girls!

After a long search, she could not find a satisfying answer. She then began to recall rumors she had heard from older students about certain teachers in the orphanage.

They said that some girls were intimate with a certain teacher, and that must mean they were doing ’that’.

What is ’that’? Is it being in love?

Just then, a knock on the door echoed. A security guard said, "Bao’er, it’s bedtime. You should turn off the lights and go to sleep." His voice was not severe.

"Okay, I will go to sleep soon!" replied Bao’er in a hoarse voice.

The security guard outside the door didn’t notice anything amiss and left without saying a word.

Bao’er turned off the lamp, washed up, and went to bed. Although she got under the covers, she didn’t go to sleep, instead, she scrolled on her phone.

A few days in, Bao’er, who had now mastered the phone, learned many things from the outside world...

Later, Bao’er stopped looking at useless information and started researching about conventional schools, and gradually a certain idea lurking deep within her heart became clearer...

Unknowingly, it was already midnight. During this time, Bao’er fell asleep several times but kept waking up. Each time she woke up, she would look at her phone again. That notion in her heart was sprouting, growing constantly.

Just as Bao’er was once again overwhelmed with sleep, and her eyelids began to droop, and as her consciousness started to blur, the sound of those footsteps that had been absent for days returned.

He’s back! That was Bao’er’s first thought, and her consciousness was instantly jolted back to clarity.

What on earth does he want?! Can’t he just end this?!

Suddenly, Bao’er threw off her quilt and sat up from her bed. Right after, an idea burst forth from her rage, fueling even more rage, stoking her determination to fight back!

Holding her breath, Bao’er didn’t dare to even breathe loudly. Her large eyes shimmered in the darkness, illuminated by the light outside the window, watching the lingering shadow outside her window.

The silhouette lifted their feet again. When their face materialized in the upper part of the door-like window, Bao’er pressed the photo button multiple times in an instant!

The darkness didn’t brighten with a flash, Bao’er didn’t know, and neither did the man outside the window. The phone that Chu You gave to Bao’er belonged to the top series of phones, while not the most expensive, its value was still 400,000 Soft Sister Coins. It eclipsed the latest Apple 22puls or Apple 22X, not only in cost but also in its extraordinary capabilities. It had a night vision photography feature which didn’t involve flashing and an automatic facial recognition technology. Indeed, quite extraordinary!

"Bao’er, what are you doing?"