"Highlight, congratulations! In this 'The Legend of the Westward Journey Online II: The Moonlight Crystal Box' game, you've consistently advanced through the stages, achieving successive promotions. After careful review by the committee, we are pleased to officially appoint you as our company's signed professional player!" Yue Qian, a 17-year-old network administrator and a graceful young lady, is just one year younger than Gao Liang, with a well-proportioned figure and dressed in light, fresh attire, walking with a graceful, swaying gait. Gao Liang quickly closed the game webpage and hurried off, as his parents were waiting for him at home today. He rushed home as fast as he could, but by now it was already 10 p.m., and the last bus of Hanhai City had already stopped running. Gao Liang felt rather defeated, walking alone through the quiet, cool streets. Today was Sunday—no evening classes—so he decided to head back to school instead. As he approached a street corner about 500 meters from the school, a figure stumbled and seemed unsteady, as if about to fall. Gao Liang recognized the figure immediately—it was familiar. Who could it be? He approached, glanced at her under the dim light, and was startled—wasn't this our proud class monitor, Zhang Yuping? Gao Liang noticed the strong scent of alcohol on her, clearly indicating she had been drinking heavily. Gao Liang thought: This lady looks quite refined—didn't expect her to be such a wine enthusiast. At that moment, Zhan Yuping, swaying unsteadily, tripped over a stone on the road, stumbled, and fell forward. "Good heavens!" Gao Liang rushed over, reaching out to steady her—but it was too late. Yuping's entire soft body collapsed, landing precisely in his arms. Yuping's face was rosy, like two perfectly ripe Fuji apples. Gao Liang longed to kiss her right there. The two large white rabbits on her chest gently pressed against his chest—so soft, so yielding—mingling with the subtle fragrance emanating from her and the faint aroma of wine, and Gao Liang was completely enchanted. Down below, the little fellow couldn't help but rising proudly. Today was truly great! Not only had he earned 1,000 yuan, but he'd also picked up a campus beauty who had willingly come into his arms. As Gao Liang exclaimed his delight, Yuping murmured, "No! No! I don't want to!" "You're not pushing me!" Guo Liang was taken aback—who was pushing him? It was he himself who had come to offer the embrace, so he intended to gently push Zhang Yuping away. Guo Liang's principle in life: he never likes to impose on others, nor does he like to be imposed upon—he simply wants to do what he himself wishes. Yet, an unexpected turn occurred. The more Guo Liang pushed Zhang Yuping away, the more she suddenly embraced him. To Guo Liang, it was unthinkable that a woman would embrace him—something he had never imagined—yet here it was, happening for the very first time tonight. His heart now began to race—he felt as though fortune and romance had converged today. Fine, let her embrace him! It's a testament to the charm of a man. Within just three seconds, something even more surprising unfolded—something that left Guo Liang utterly astonished. For Zhang Yuping had suddenly kissed him on the lips. He hadn't expected his first kiss to be taken away by a woman. Now, he wasn't sure whether he was delighted or worried. It’s hard to bring it up—though if I did, wouldn’t that really be a joke? Last night, when I got home, I encountered a beautiful woman drinking wine who kissed me. Is that possible? Am I really crazy about her? What on earth is going on? Yet after a moment of surprise, High Light brightened up: "Well, seeing as Zhang Yuping is so attractive, I’ll just have to make do with it. Fine, let’s go ahead and kiss! Haha! After all, Old Zhi won’t lose anything!" With that thought, High Light felt much more at ease. To be kissed by a beautiful woman is indeed a sign of excellent fortune today. Still, the good fortune is good—Zhang Yuping is now completely drunk. What now? The campus dormitory isn’t convenient right now, and there’s no bus home either. The "Yue Ming Lou" hotel, glowing with neon lights, caught High Light’s attention, so he gently supported Zhang Yuping as they walked toward it. Seeing as she’s such a lovely woman, High Light gritted his teeth, handed over his ID and fifty yuan, and then carried the still-drunken Zhang Yuping into Room "Plump, plump, plump!" As Gao Liang gently laid Zhang Yuping on the bed, she suddenly vomited—her body sending shivers down Gao Liang's spine. She kept murmuring, "So hot! So hot!" Gao Liang's heart raced as Zhang Yuping removed her outer coat. Just right! If memory serves, Zhang Yuping's bra was a D-cup—quite large indeed! Zhang Yuping had a well-proportioned figure, fair skin with a healthy rosy hue, a flat abdomen, and a perfect 165 cm height. Her measurements were standard: bust 90 cm, waist 60 cm, hips 90 cm—she truly embodied the image of a beauty model. That's no wonder she captured the hearts of all the boys at Hanhai No.1 Middle School! Not only was she stunningly beautiful, but she also carried a cool, composed demeanor—often cold and distant toward admirers. To the wealthier students, such a beauty truly embodied grace and refinement. High-light saw Zhang Yu-ping had undressed down to just her bra and panties, her eyes wide open, and her lower part already swollen and rising high. High-light wasn't exactly a man of strict manners—his hands began to move restlessly toward Zhang Yu-ping’s soft, pink underpants. "Ah! Mmm!" Zhang Yu-ping felt High-light’s touch, and her body responded, as if awakened by three parts. High-light wanted to break through this barrier, but found Zhang Yu-ping’s hands firmly guarding her own territory. As he reached for another move, he heard Zhang Yu-ping calling out, "Water! Water! I need water!" With reluctance, High-light brought the water over. Zhang Yu-ping drank it all down. After drinking, she lay down on the bed and fell unconscious. High-light found Zhang Yu-ping’s sleeping pose deeply moving, a gentle smile forming on her lips—a smile he had never seen before. Though High-light couldn’t fully restrain his own impulses, seeing this smile, he felt he should not disturb her. Perhaps Zhang Yurong was struck by some stimulus or mental pressure that caused her to faint!