Entertainment Empire Tour (Complete) - 34

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Chapter 136 "Special Service 2" "Seeking Flowers"

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"I will be very obedient." Lin Jiayu hesitated for a long time, unable to resist the man's teasing, resignedly closed her eyes, blushed and gritted her teeth.

"Won't you want to ambush again, won't you want to go see Marx together again?" Li Feifan asked with a smile.

"No." Lin Jiayu shook her head.

Reaching out, he turned Lin Jiayu's body, which was facing away from Xuan Yi, around, gently stroking her chest covered with scratches, his fingers entwining around one of her buds, his other hand hooking her sharp and beautiful chin, and laughed: "I know you must hate me to the extreme, don't rush to deny it, the fact is the fact, no matter how clever your mouth is, it can't change it." Let's return to the table of different bodies, and believe that in this way we can discard many unnecessary prejudices and misconceptions. You are a sexy beauty who is completely unknown to me. "

Lin Jiayu is a beautiful woman with an intellectual and elegant face and a body of beauty. She is simply an angel with a devilish aura, and she is even more alluring. Li Feifan did not have the patience to talk nonsense with Lin Jiayu.

Suddenly, Lin Jiayu turned around. She bent slightly, with round and small shoulders, a slender waist, and a round buttocks that could tempt men to commit crimes. She outlined an extremely sexy back view. A body full of golden ratio was presented to Li Feifan. Her skin was as white as fine ivory, and her black hair was draped down. One of her hands covered her private parts, and the other hand She then covered her breasts, which were bathed in moonlight. Her clothes slipped down to her feet. She looked at Li Feifan, her eyes giving her face a saintly, radiant allure. She exuded a contradictory aura of taboo and holiness.

Although Li Feifan was stunned, he wasn't foolish enough to ask stupid questions like "Why did you take your clothes off?" Nor did he feign shyness and rush to help Lin Jiayu put her clothes back on. He took another sip of wine, swallowing the sweet liquor and his instincts with a manly air, letting it burn.

While the man drank, a naked woman... It always becomes more and more alluring. Li Feifan reached out and finally touched the silky, beautiful skin again. He began to scan her curvaceous back inch by inch with the gaze of a man looking at a beautiful woman's naked body. His fingers gently slid down her back, finally reaching the tips of her pert buttocks. Lin Jiayu's body trembled subtly, not out of rejection, but as a subtle hint. The soft, supple touch was so close. The exquisite intoxication brought by his fingertips made Li Feifan close his eyes. The warm, smooth touch of her skin made him want to lift her up and carry her to the bedroom, desperately trying to... Ultimately, even nobles strive for a better future, not to degrade themselves. Li Feifan had no masochistic tendencies.

The woman in his arms, determined to "sacrifice" her virginity to him, trembled slightly, biting her lip. The scenery on her chest was more enchanting than the most beautiful rose. And this man uttered words that made Lin Jiayu blush even more: "With a body like that, let alone me, I'm afraid any man would be unable to resist. Don't worry, there's plenty of time tonight, plenty of time to appreciate every captivating detail of you, inside and out." Lin Jiayu

symbolically covered two private parts that are most private for women and most alluring for men. She understood Li Feifan's shrewdness and restraint. She knew his ruthless coldness, and also sensed the occasional, unknown warmth hidden behind his heavy mask. She also knew that Li Feifan was such a "vulgar" entertainer.

She seemed to have forgotten that there were no entertainers in this industry who were proper both in and out of bed. There were plenty of gentle and refined men out of bed, but wild and brutal beasts in bed.

Lin Jiayu was carried to the bed by Li Feifan, whose eyes could almost spit fire. He removed all his clothes with astonishing speed. At Li Feifan's instruction, Lin Jiayu assumed a humiliating position that made her want to bite her tongue off. With almost no practical experience in this area, she closed her eyes and asked nervously, "Li Feifan, you men should be in an active, dominant position while we women should be in a passive, submissive position to acknowledge our inferiority. Why are you making me assume this strange position?" Li

Feifan, having endured a whole night of restraint, finally revealed his wicked nature at this moment. He bent down and kissed Lin Jiayu's back, one hand lightly removing Lin Jiayu's hand that was protecting her chest. He grasped her firm yet tender breast, a perfect balance. He squinted his eyes, his expression one of intoxication, and chuckled softly, "How could I not know? I just wanted you to break your own thing." A beautiful woman has a beautiful voice. What is it best suited for? Certainly not singing.

To Li Feifan, Lin Jiayu was gradually getting into the mood after the initial pain, and her slightly cold yet subtly beautiful voice finally allowed Li Feifan to understand the meaning of "heavenly voice." This voice was very different from the moans of a fully mature woman; it was a budding, alluring posture, like the budding flowers in Lin Jiayu's room, slowly blooming.

A light and seductive melody began, mixed with male panting, filling the entire room. Lin Jiayu's cheeks flushed crimson, almost dripping with moisture. Her body moved rhythmically with the gentle thrusts of the man who was violating her. She finally dared to open her eyes, and said haltingly and seductively, "Feifan... I can't take it."

Lin Jiayu, her cheeks as alluring as a red lotus, stammered, seemingly hesitant, but her captivating eyes were filled with a bewitching allure. "

What an understanding lamb! She's practically a born enchantress."

Li Feifan laughed, "For politicians, the longer they live, the more they laugh last. In bed, a man's endurance is what keeps a woman faithful."

So quickly she knew how to get into character. Li Feifan lay on this body, pure and flawless like a moon goddess, gently basking in her fresh fragrance, and murmured to himself, "This is what they call body odor, isn't it? How about this, I'll let you choose a condition.

" "Women are all greedy," said Boss Li. "I am yours, what you gave me still belongs to you." Lin Jiayu made no attempt to hide her greed. Faced with such a man, if she were always shy and hesitant, half-concealing her feelings, and if

Li Feifan hadn't told her he wanted to possess her and reclaim the freedom he had given her, she would have already eagerly declared herself his.

Lin Jiayu already knew how precious Li Feifan's wish was, and how lucky she was to have received one of his wishes. She hoped for a second wish, but only wanted a little happiness, a little sweetness that Li Feifan could casually give her. She didn't want much.

"Okay," Li Feifan nodded. He didn't put a limit on Lin Jiayu's wish, but that didn't mean there were no restrictions. These restrictions were to be set by Lin Jiayu herself; she had to judge for herself whether her wish exceeded Li Feifan's acceptable range. If it did, her wish couldn't be fulfilled, and she would lose this precious wish. Joy shone in her hazy eyes. Lin Jiayu tiptoed, her legs slightly raised, and bounced a few times with delight, displaying the charmingly infatuated look that Li Feifan adored.

Lin Jiayu slightly opened her slender body, still covered in chess-colored rouge, wanting to cleanse her delicate area. However, the pain there was indescribable; it was the aftereffect of men conquering women. Lin Jiayu knew herself; she liked to conquer men, liked to look down on them with a superior air. But conquering others always means being conquered. At least, Li Feifan gave her more of a feeling of being conquered in bed. She didn't feel much discomfort. She now understood that she liked looking down, but deep down, she liked looking up to those stronger than herself, liked being conquered by those stronger, liked being unrestrained by them, from heart to body.

That's why she was driven to ecstasy by Li Feifan's wanton fingers in that room. Perhaps it was Li Feifan's ferocity that made her do the most shameful things, even in bed. It wasn't about flattery or begging; it was something she did naturally. Lin Jiayu couldn't help but touch her still slightly numb lips, recalling Li Feifan's unparalleled strength as he assaulted her. Although her lower body was still throbbing, this thought gave her a strange thrill. "Am I really that shameless?"

Lin Jiayu suddenly felt an indescribable urge.

Would she despise herself for being too wanton?

Another voice in Lin Jiayu's mind also emerged.

As Lin Jiayu pondered these thoughts in the bathroom, Li Feifan was in the bedroom, lying on Kuanfu's bed, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom not far away. Li Feifan lit a cigarette. A faint smell of tobacco filled the room. Li Feifan was also pondering. Lin Jiayu really was a virgin, even he, with his keen eyes, had been fooled. Lin Jiayu's sincerity was obviously not bad. However, while pioneering was very rewarding, it was a delicate task that required both skill and physical strength. As a woman's first man, it was necessary to leave her with a memorable night; this was the pioneer's responsibility. He, who had always had a strong liking for mature women, couldn't help but chuckle to himself, "Possessing a virgin, this mentality is exactly the same as an explorer wanting to be the first to conquer a majestic mountain range. The pleasure in the heart outweighs the substance. You, on the other hand, are completely all show and no substance. When it comes to playing games, you seem more skilled than any other woman, but in real combat, you are completely lacking in skill and easily defeated."

However, the more this was the case, the more Li Feifan thought. A woman who would rather use her virginity, which she had maintained for over twenty years, to show her sincerity than expose her back to him was definitely not someone who could be conquered in one night in bed. It's true, some say the closest a man can get to a woman's heart is through her body. But there are exceptions, like Lin Jiayu. To conquer her and make her his, one must demonstrate strength far surpassing hers; strength is the closest path to such a woman, whether in bed or out.

Lin Jiayu emerged from the bathroom, still giggling. She had completely adjusted her mindset. Regardless, this was her first time. Under Li Feifan's gaze, Lin Jiayu slowly lay down beside him. Li Feifan looked at the woman with satisfaction. This woman hadn't taken advantage of his moment to bring up those unpleasant things…

Lin Jiayu's always smiling face possessed a captivating allure, now enhanced by a shy blush. Her eyelids were slightly open, her hazy eyes seemingly veiled in mist. Her red-streaked earlobes were incredibly alluring, exquisitely beautiful. Besides being impossible to look away from, they also made one want to caress them.

Li Feifan's fingers gently stroked her earlobes, as if appreciating a work of art. His gaze was clear yet filled with a delightful admiration.

Lin Jiayu opened her eyes, her bewildered gaze meeting his. She slightly turned her head away, avoiding the gaze that seemed to ignite a fire within her, but instead saw a scene reflected in the mirror on the wall beside her. Li Feifan looked down at the woman before him, a charming and lovely woman with a hint of shyness and joy. Was that woman herself? She seemed genuinely happy.

Lin Jiayu temporarily cast aside all her worries; for this moment, she only wanted to immerse herself in it. Her hand unconsciously rested on Li Feifan's shoulder, her soft fingers hooking around his neck, surprised at how naturally she felt. She didn't dislike this feeling. The intimate contact between their bodies made her feel as if their hearts were also intimately connected.

Chapter 137 "Special Service 2" "Seeking Flowers"

September has begun! Brothers, the enemy's firepower is too strong! Young Master requests support!!! Brothers with flowers, please support us!!! Let's strive to get into the top ten this month... Approximately one chapter is free for every ten chapters!! I hope you brothers can support me!!

Li Feifan lay on Lin Jiayu's flawless body, gently absorbing her fresh fragrance. He wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her close, and slowly lowered his head. Their lips met. He slowly savored her soft lips, finding her delicate, fragrant tongue behind her moist teeth, gently licking and entwining it.

Lin Jiayu's cheeks parted stiffly, then softened; in fact, her entire body went limp, unsure of what to do as she experienced the wondrous sensation of this passionate kiss.

Women are said to be made of water, but Li Feifan was like a ball of fire. Lin Jiayu didn't extinguish this fire; instead, she made it burn and boil. Her body was hot, and when she moved slightly away, Li Feifan's fingers gently and skillfully parted her nightgown, revealing two snow-white mounds of flesh that trembled and bounced out. A woman's fullness always brings a man such a wonderful feeling. Li Feifan only wanted to feel that smoothness, holding it in his palm, and also longed for its elasticity. He couldn't help but knead it into a ball of pink flesh. It overflowed between his fingers, a feeling that seemed impossible to give up.

Lin Jiayu's two tender and bright red nipples gradually hardened, pressing against his palm, slightly itchy, making him want to press them into that ball of pink flesh, and also wanting to gently pinch and caress them with his fingers, feeling the change in blood flow.

Li Feifan could feel Lin Jiayu's already full breasts swelling. Her voluptuous, mature body writhed gently in his arms, soft and boneless, incredibly smooth.

Lin Jiayu felt that Li Feifan's hands were simply works of art, possessing a magical power that made her involuntarily and irresistibly drawn to them. Lin Jiayu was almost tormented by this rising desire, almost fainting, but a certain part of her mind remained perfectly clear: "Brother, actually, you men don't cherish what you get easily. Me throwing myself into your arms like this... Do you think I'm promiscuous and easygoing?"

"If you were easygoing, why would you be here today?" Don't men like women to be sluts in bed? Li

Feifan gazed at that exceptionally beautiful face, his dreamy eyes sparkling like starlight in the deep night. Women, in fact, all care about this question—but these were mostly young girls with little experience in this area. Experienced women would never ask such a question.

Lin Jiayu felt as if Li Feifan could see right through her, and was slightly surprised.

Li Feifan smiled somewhat smugly: "No man likes a woman who's like a dead fish in bed." "Everyone likes to be lively and energetic like a fresh fish. Looking at your usual seductive and alluring demeanor, it's all just a facade. When you're putting on a show, you seem more skilled than any other woman, but in real combat, you're completely lacking in technique and utterly vulnerable."

Li Feifan's words were three parts flattery, but seven parts affirmation, indicating that Lin Jiayu wasn't the cheap, easily repaired hymen he had previously described.

Lin Jiayu hadn't expected Li Feifan to say this. She didn't deny her surprise, but a slight touch of emotion remained. She tightly embraced Li Feifan's chest, like a newborn lamb. Lin Jiayu was mature, yet also naive. Even though Li Feifan's gaze only swept over her body, she sensitively shifted her waist and tightened her legs.

Her waist was incredibly supple, avoiding Li Feifan's gaze, yet she arched her full, round buttocks high, like the moon. As she swayed, under Li Feifan's fingers, a rich, pure black color emanated a striking and mysterious allure between her legs. Slightly parted, one could see the crimson petals of her vulva, and his fingers gently touched them, drawing out a clear, glistening drop of water with a soft moan, a quick lift and a break. It moistened the beautiful daisy.

Her alluring body lay there, glistening like a hot spring in winter, tempting one to plunge in and swim in. Li Feifan held her tightly, feeling her high, snow-white peaks against his chest. Lin Jiayu bit his shoulder, her flat, smooth abdomen taut, her legs helplessly spread apart. Her pink, butterfly-like lips were parted, and her entire body felt as if it were being pierced once more, accompanied by a swelling sensation, but also an indescribable feeling from that stinging pain—perhaps the feeling of "pleasure mixed with pain" that shot straight to her heart.

However, the man on top of her did not display his strength at this moment, but was very gentle with her.

"How do you feel?" Lin Jiayu asked the man on her body with some curiosity. All the tension and struggle seemed to vanish in that moment. Lin Jiayu just wanted to know if this man, who had gone to such lengths to possess her, was feeling the same way as her at this moment? The fragrance of her body lingered in her heart, the feeling of holding a warm and soft body. A man named Li Feifan raised his head, looking at the woman he was intimately in contact with, and listened to her question. He frowned slightly.

"What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable if you don't move?"

Lin Jiayu's cheeks still had a shy blush. After all, it was difficult for a woman who had carefully preserved her body to suddenly adapt to the situation before her. A man who wasn't very intimate with her had so nakedly possessed her...

For many men, their feelings for a woman's body were stronger than their own, and women were the same. The man on top of Lin Jiayu shifted slightly. The pain subsided a little after the initial swelling sensation, yet her body felt filled again. His hand caressed her forehead, gently stroking her genitals. Lin Jiayu closed her eyes, savoring the tender warmth.

He kissed her lips, her eyelids, her forehead, her earlobes. A rising heat coursed through her body, her breathing quickening. Her soft, swollen breasts pressed against his chest, the two small nipples stubbornly erect, bearing the pressure of their combined weight. A strange, slightly stinging pleasure made her feel as if her fullness was about to explode. She involuntarily took his hand and pressed it against her nipples.

It seemed only his constant caresses could alleviate the stinging sensation of the engorged nipples. He only used one hand, oblivious to her feelings. His other hand remained tightly clasped with hers.

She didn't pull her hand away, but instead pressed her head down slightly, allowing his lips to find her red bud, easing the throbbing, stinging sensation, and letting his tongue experience a thrilling taste in the soothed feeling.

Lin Jiayu had no time for idle thoughts; she only knew she was sinking into the abyss of desire. She raised her legs, tightly clamping them around his waist, the tender skin of her inner thighs rubbing against him. Waves of strange pleasure surged between her legs. She could feel the fullness receding, and the increasingly moist area, like a stream after rain, yearned for some inexplicable urge. But Li Feifan continued to dawdle, moving slowly and deliberately on top of her. She opened her eyes with some dissatisfaction.

"Brother...you..."

Lin Jiayu didn't know what to say, or perhaps she couldn't say it at all, or perhaps, as Li Feifan said, she was inexperienced and unable to react in a way that suited her.

Li Feifan understood what she wanted, but said, "Little girl, don't be impatient. Have you ever seen someone eat a lollipop in one go? You have to lick and suck it slowly. Your current condition is only suitable for that. You'll be very busy these next few days. You don't want to be bedridden tomorrow, do you?"

Li Feifan slowly moved his body back and forth, gradually increasing the pace, bringing her body a pleasure that she could bear, gradually easing the pain.

Lin Jiayu couldn't help but smile at Li Feifan's analogy, gently pinching his body, a sweet feeling welling up in her heart. She actually knew that Li Feifan wanted to go all out, but he didn't act like a reckless brute; it was out of pity and tenderness that he cared for her.

Lin Jiayu hadn't felt this kind of care in a long time, feeling a dryness in her throat, a sour feeling in her heart, and a surge of desire below. Women are such sensitive creatures; a single glance, or even a casual gesture, can easily move them to tears or displeasure.

Lin Jiayu, disregarding her recent loss of virginity, only wanted to revel in this night. Her pale body rose and fell with each breath. Like fish out of water, they thrashed about, their voices rising and falling, like a melodious song.

Suddenly, Lin Jiayu clung tightly to Li Feifan. Her slender, white fingernails left red marks on his back, and her legs, displaying the strength of her regularly trained body, clamped around Li Feifan's waist, preventing him from making any unnecessary movements.

But after a moment, her slender waist arched, her head still buried against his shoulder, biting his earlobe and mumbling, "I'm going to die again... I'm going to die."

Li Feifan gave up on conquering this sensitive body, savoring the afterglow of lovemaking. This is what truly intoxicates a woman. This experience is especially essential for someone like Lin Jiayu, a novice in this field. It can soothe her soul. Even Lin Jiayu, inexperienced in this area, still clung tightly to Li Feifan, pressing her body against his.

Even a man who can give a woman... The body experiences peak pleasure. However, if the woman withdraws immediately afterward, that pleasure will vanish. Li Feifan held Lin Jiayu, his hands caressing her waist and hips. This provided a woman with just the right amount of stimulation, allowing her to feel the pleasure of her lover's caress without being overstimulating enough to prevent her from enjoying a peaceful sleep.

A man's affection not only represents her normal needs as a woman but also includes psychological comfort, recognition, and a way to relieve pressure. Lin Jiayu felt much better now.

Chapter 138 "Korean and Japanese Baby Quan Bao'er" "Seeking Flowers"

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Bao'er (boa) A top Asian superstar, SM Entertainment's flagship artist, and a gem of the 21st-century South Korean music scene. She has been interviewed by CNN, Reuters, and the Associated Press. BoA achieved the remarkable feat of seven consecutive number-one album sales in the Japanese music industry, surpassing many singers of comparable talent. BoA entered the music scene at the young age of 13; no one could have predicted that this petite girl would later create such a phenomenon, topping the charts of Japanese music fans' favorite stars for two consecutive years. 10. She achieved the remarkable feat of having all six of her Japanese studio albums and two Japanese compilation albums reach number one on the Oricon charts (the second highest single-time number one in Japanese history); she also received the MTV Asia Award for "Most Influential Asian Artist" and the "Most Popular South Korean Artist" award. This girl, standing at the pinnacle of Asian female singer honors, has a resume paved with countless awards. BoA is a prime example of a South Korean singer's success in Japan recently. Today, BoA has become one of the most vibrant stars in the Asian music scene. Fluent in Korean, Japanese, and English, possessing a mature singing ability beyond her years, and skillful dance techniques... With her sweet and beautiful appearance, this South Korean girl, possessing both talent and idol qualities, has become the first idol in history to be jointly and wholeheartedly pursued by the entertainment industries of both Japan and South Korea.

Regardless of the public opinion in Hong Kong and Taiwan, it was no longer relevant to Li Feifan. Li Feifan returned to Seoul, South Korea from Taiwan. Two days later, he flew from South Korea to Japan!

Sitting in first class, holding all the documents, Li Feifan had already decided to launch a massive takeover operation in Japan. Anyway, the Japanese are rolling in money, often robbed by the Americans without daring to complain; why not give it to them? Although September 1st had passed, the global economy had not fully recovered. The pressure Li Feifan felt under such a major battle was unimaginable.

Even harboring a secret desire for something unforgettable with the flight attendant, Li Feifan, facing immense pressure and an uncertain future, completely revealed his true nature. A romantic encounter might be the best way to relieve stress right now. "Thinking about what happened with Fujiwara on the plane, Li Feifan really wanted to relive it!"

A clear voice rang in his ears, "Hello, my seat is inside." A petite girl, less than 1.60 meters tall, stood beside him like a fairy among flowers. Wearing a hat, her large eyes darted around, and her colorful nails were breathtakingly long. Yet, her temperament was pure, yet possessed an indescribable allure.

From the moment the plane took off, Li Feifan's gaze lingered on this girl who could be as demure as a pure saint one moment, and as playful and adorable as a girl next door the next; silent, she evoked tenderness; speaking, she was captivating. Her versatility allowed two contradictory qualities to coexist within her: sexy and refreshing.

"I am Kwon Bo-ah." This South Korean girl's self-introduction was concise yet memorable. If Li Feifan hadn't spent time in Japan, one would have mistaken him for a Japanese woman!

The girl who had returned from South Korea was very enthusiastic when she learned that Li Feifan was a South Korean who had traveled to Japan. This somewhat naive and cute girl, once she started talking, became as chattering as a magpie.

She didn't know that the man in front of her probably knew more about her future than she did herself. "Don't underestimate Feifan's face-changing skills. Everyone who's seen Sichuan face-changing knows it's done in seconds, truly a national treasure. So Feifan's face-changing isn't surprising, it just takes a little longer to put on makeup!"

During the meal, Quan Bao'er suddenly looked around, then nudged Li Feifan, about to say something, but then touched his arm muscles a few times and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, your muscles are so firm! But they're not bulging, they look really good."

Li Feifan was somewhat amused and said, "Your pectoral muscles are even more developed." He thought to himself, this girl still has some naive potential.

A small hand pressed and caressed Li Feifan's chest. Quan Bao'er, breathing slightly rapid, said, "It really is! Much better than Japanese men."

Li Feifan felt that soft little hand linger on his sensitive spot for a few moments, causing a tingling and exciting sensation throughout his body. He almost turned into a wolf on the spot, but thankfully, in the moment of losing his senses, he bit his tongue and silently chanted a few "Amitabha." Only then did he catch his breath and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, what were you trying to say just now?"

Quan Bao'er lowered her head and said somewhat shyly, "Could you buy me a glass of red wine? They won't let me drink..."

Li Feifan smiled helplessly and gestured to the flight attendant who was serving meals, "A bottle of French red wine, please."

This kind of wine is very refreshing, sweet but not cloying, but it has a strong aftereffect. Li Feifan only drank two glasses with the little girl. Quan Bao'er, however, was very happy. With her hamburger, the little girl drank more than half a bottle by herself, her little face flushed red, like a big apple, making one want to take a bite.

As Li Feifan was lost in thought, a slightly tipsy Quan Bao'er pulled his arm and hugged him, whispering, "Brother is so much better. Unlike me at the company, they never buy me anything. My monthly salary isn't even enough for a few new clothes. They always say one thing and mean another, never buying me anything, and telling me not to waste money."

"Brother is so much better. When you go to Japan, I'll be your tour guide, so you can have a great time." Quan Bao'er's ambiguous words left Li Feifan somewhat bewildered.

Suddenly, he felt two small hands slip under his clothes. Knowing that Li Feifan usually only wore a single layer of clothing, adding a jacket only in autumn, he immediately felt something slippery rubbing up and down his abdomen, causing him to involuntarily stiffen slightly.

A girl's admiring voice reached his ears, "Your abs are amazing! I'm so envious of your girlfriend, brother."

Li Feifan's mind was hazy, and the alcohol was taking effect. He shook his head, "Your brother doesn't have a girlfriend in South Korea either." Not counting foreign girls, in front of a girl, especially a pretty one, Li Feifan instinctively avoided the question.

Quan Bao'er, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, lightly bit her lower lip and leaned closer to Li Feifan's body, "Then how about I be your girlfriend?" She then playfully licked Li Feifan's earlobe with her little tongue, before coiling her entire body around his chest like a boneless, beautiful snake. Li Feifan could clearly feel those two small but exceptionally firm breasts. His mind went blank for a moment, and he lowered his head, taking Quan Bao'er's small mouth into his mouth and sucking with all his might.

One hand slipped inside the girl's t-shirt collar, revealing a completely bare bottom. Li Feifan grabbed her two irritatingly full breasts, kneading and squeezing them relentlessly. His other hand slipped inside Ayumi Hamasaki's low-rise jeans, grabbing her small, pert buttocks and kneading them roughly. At the same time, his large tongue relentlessly sucked and rolled against her eagerly responding tongue, the sounds of saliva being exchanged filling the air. Driven by

lust, Li Feifan, taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching, grabbed Quan Bao'er, who was clinging to him like a koala, and darted into the bathroom. He closed the door behind him, roughly turning the girl around so she could put her hands on the sink. He pressed down on her waist, grabbed the edge of her pants that revealed a glimpse of her buttocks, and yanked it down. A small thong appeared before him. Li Feifan freed his

erect penis, hooked his fingers around the strap between her buttocks, pulled it to the side, and thrust it in hard amidst Quan Bao'er's soft whisper, "No."

Quan Bao'er, with a lingering sense of reason, felt it was inappropriate to do things in this place, but after being relentlessly pounded by the man behind her like a pile driver, she unconsciously began to moan and groan, as if she were excitedly going at it with a lover she hadn't seen in years. The "slapping" sounds echoed throughout the restroom. The two, caught up in their frenzied instincts, didn't even think about suppressing their emotions. Fortunately, the first-class restroom had excellent soundproofing, otherwise, the entire cabin would have heard Quan Bao'er's joyful cries and Li Feifan's roars.

It's unclear how long this continued, but Li Feifan's pace quickened. Quan Bao'er seemed to sense something, and whispered, "Ah, brother, no... in there. Ah!" With a roar from Li Feifan, the girl let out a dying cry like a swan struck by a bullet, then slumped to the ground, her eyes glazed, drool dripping from her mouth, falling into a semi-conscious state.

Li Feifan's mind cleared completely after the outburst, and his whole body relaxed, temporarily relieving the immense pressure of fundraising that had been weighing on him for days. After cleaning and tidying the girl, he gently helped her get dressed.

Then, he and the now-sober girl exchanged a smile, and Quan Bao'er whispered in Li Feifan's ear, "This experience was absolutely amazing, and I'll never have to go through that again. Thank you, and you too, little brother, hehe."

After Quan Bao'er left for a while, Li Feifan also slipped out and returned to his seat. Seeing the girl staring at him nervously, he couldn't help but laugh, "What's wrong? Never seen such a great lover before?"

Quan Bao'er giggled, "Don't be shy, you got me drunk and forced yourself on me. And you even called yourself someone's lover."

Li Feifan remembered something and mischievously asked in a low voice, "How does it compare to your boyfriend?" Actually, Li Feifan was a little disappointed, since this wasn't the girl's first time.

Quan Bao'er blinked her big eyes shyly and said, "You're much better than all of them. You made me feel really good." Li Feifan, who had expected this, was still taken aback. But this was normal; Japanese girls' openness was world-renowned. Almost no virgins over thirteen. What a unique country! It seems Bao'er has also been absorbed by Japanese culture. South Korea, their neighboring country, doesn't know their idol is like this. So, friends who are obsessed with celebrities, take note!!

Watching the girl, after a series of bouts of drunkenness and strenuous exercise, fall asleep hugging his arm, Li Feifan chuckled, feeling incredibly relaxed and even more confident about this Japanese takeover operation.

As Quan Bao'er enthusiastically explained everything she had meticulously planned, like a little girl showing off her treasures, Li Feifan nodded secretly. This optimistic and open-minded attitude was probably the main reason why Quan Bao'er had remained popular for so long in the highly competitive and stressful Japanese entertainment industry. It's worth noting that the number of suicides among Japanese entertainers each year is even higher than in South Korea. Survival here is far more difficult, especially given the even more severe patriarchal attitudes compared to South Korea.

Looking at this still vibrant, cheerful, and generous girl, only those within the entertainment industry could understand the immense pressure she endured. Perhaps it was precisely this healthy mentality of surviving adversity and her outwardly cheerful demeanor that allowed the fickle, greedy, and indifferent Japanese to continue to love and support her for so long. She truly deserved the title of Japan's idol darling.

While listening to the girl ramble on about everything related to her, including her disappointments in the film industry, how she wouldn't even get a role without sleeping with a director more than ten times, and how a friend of hers had slept with directors and producers dozens of times before finally getting a supporting role, but no one appreciated it, so she continued to sink into depravity, eventually dying from a drug overdose.

Chapter 139 "Crazy Quan Bao'er" "Seeking Flowers"

begins in September! Brothers, the enemy's firepower is too strong! The young master requests support!!! Brothers with flowers, please support me!!! Strive to get into the top ten this month... About one chapter is free every ten chapters!! I hope brothers can support me more!!

And what the Japanese have never lacked is ambition. Ambitious beyond their ability, Li Feifan was certain that as long as he asked, he would be treated like a grandfather, and he wouldn't care about any requests, even being slapped in public. This is a deep-seated, ingrained flaw in the Japanese character: bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If you are stronger than them, they can trample on your dignity at will. No wonder international friends call the Japanese a perverted race.

Quan Bao'er took Li Feifan to a Japanese restaurant. Looking at the sashimi (raw fish slices) and sushi (seaweed rice balls), Li Feifan couldn't help but smile wryly; he still couldn't quite accept this kind of food.

Fortunately, Quan Bao'er noticed Li Feifan's discomfort and ordered two bowls of ramen. Li Feifan became interested in this cold noodle dish. Quan Bao'er carefully explained it to him.

This type of noodle is made by cooking handmade or machine-made noodles, then adding a broth made from pork bones (tonkotsu) or chicken, vegetables, dried small fish, etc., and usually accompanied by char siu pork, bamboo shoots (also known as Chinese bamboo), scallions, and other toppings.

Most noodles are made with wheat flour (wheat flour, super flour) and "saltwater" (kansu, also transliterated as "gansu"), and are mostly yellow in color. Saltwater is a mixture of potassium carbonate and sodium carbonate (sometimes with added phosphoric acid). This is because someone once used lake water from Inner Mongolia to make noodles and found that the noodles tasted better. After studying the composition of the lake water, this recipe was developed. Saltwater is acidic, which changes the properties of the gluten in the flour, giving the noodles a glossy appearance and increased elasticity. It also turns the flavonoids in the flour yellow, giving the noodles their unique color.

The most important ingredient, however, is the broth. The ingredients for this broth are mostly chicken, pork bones, beef bones, dried bonito flakes, dried mackerel, dried small fish, kelp, roasted soybeans, shiitake mushrooms, onions, green onions, etc. Ramen broth usually needs to be simmered for several hours or even days. Some ramen shops use or mix commercially available ramen broth purchased in bulk. This practice is convenient and reduces costs, but discerning ramen connoisseurs can taste the difference.

Broth flavors generally fall into four categories: soy sauce, tonkotsu (pork bone), salt, and miso.

In addition, there are broths like dan dan noodles, which use spicy chili peppers and sesame; vinegar broths similar to nama bame (a type of Japanese noodle); European-style tomato broths; and even curry broths.

Ramen broths are also very nutritious, releasing amino acids, nucleic acids, and minerals from the ingredients used. However, a drawback is that most contain excessive amounts of salt.

Japan's "Big Three" ramen are: Sapporo ramen from Hokkaido, Hakata ramen from Fukuoka, and Kitakata ramen from Fukushima. Other famous ramen styles include Tokyo ramen, Wakayama ramen, Kumamoto ramen, and Nagasaki ramen.

Li Feifan and his friends were currently eating Tokyo ramen. Actually, Japanese ramen originated in China but became a representative and popular noodle dish in Japan. However, years of diversification and development in Japan have resulted in its current significant differences.

Li Feifan was enjoying his meal immensely. He hadn't eaten enough on the flight and had expended a lot of energy on Quan Bao'er, so he not only finished his own portion but also Quan Bao'er's, still feeling unsatisfied.

Finally, impatient, Li Feifan dragged the girl to a famous Japanese teppanyaki seafood restaurant. When Quan Bao'er learned that Li Feifan was treating, she gave him a strange look. Then, as soon as Li Feifan said, "What do you want to eat? Order whatever you like," she cheered and started pointing at the menu, occasionally making slightly aggressive noises, "This, this, right, grilled beef steak, and that lobster, squid, all of them! Oh, that's great, and tenderloin, skewers..."

Li Feifan was dumbfounded, but seeing Quan Bao'er's greedy look, he understood. Japan, like South Korea, is a country with extremely scarce resources; eating meat every day is a luxury, let alone an all-meat feast. Li Feifan was certain that even a typical wealthy Japanese family would have to tighten their belts for a while after this barbecue meal. Of course, North Korea is another story; eating meat once a year is considered a comfortable life.

The girl glanced at Li Feifan, who was lost in thought, and cautiously whispered, "Um, I...did I order too much?"

Li Feifan looked up and smiled, then pulled the girl's petite body into his arms. "Too much? This isn't even enough for me. We'll order more after we finish eating."

The girl in his arms cheered and offered her mouth, letting Li Feifan's tongue roll and suckle inside her mouth to his heart's content. Her face flushed with hope as she asked, "Brother Feifan, are you very rich?"

Li Feifan gently squeezed the girl's full breasts and sighed contentedly, "Well, I guess so. What? Afraid I can't afford to support you? As long as you come with me, I'll take care of you from now on. I guarantee you'll eat and drink

well, and grow up plump and healthy, like a little pig." The girl, whose eyes had lit up at the last sentence, couldn't help but burst out laughing. Quan Bao'er rubbed against Li Feifan's body forcefully, coquettishly complaining, "You're the little pig. No, you're a big monkey with a tail."

Li Feifan didn't react to her slightly provocative coquettishness, but stared straight at the girl's bright eyes, waiting for her response. After a while, Quan Bao'er lowered her head and whispered, "Can you... let me think about it?"

The man then smiled and nodded. By this time, the food they ordered had been served, and the girl immediately pounced on the table and began to devour it. Li Feifan, looking at the girl's oily face, thought to himself speechlessly that even if he asked her to leave the company now, there was probably a fifty percent chance she would agree.

After the two of them finished two bottles of shochu and a bottle of sake, Quan Bao'er cried and made a scene, talking nonsense. It took her a while to calm down. From this, Li Feifan learned that besides her boyfriend, Matsuura Masato had raped her once when she was drunk during a company celebration. However, she still needed his help, since he was the vice president, so he didn't pursue the matter too much. Besides, such things were common in entertainment companies. So he didn't care much.

When Li Feifan paid the bill, it came to 50,000 yen (equivalent to 400 US dollars, or more than 3,000 yuan). Only then did he understand why Quan Bao'er had become increasingly docile, like a kitten; probably no one had ever spent so

much money treating her to a meal alone before. The Japanese are notoriously stingy and lecherous. Li Feifan thought to himself, looking at the flashing neon lights of the Mizuho Securities Company across the street. But thinking about it, it was somewhat amusing. Taking advantage of a stock market blunder in Japan to seize a large amount of yen, and then using it to acquire Japan's largest record company—wasn't this blatant plunder ironic? Li Feifan sneered.

Sitting in the VIP room upstairs in the trading hall, a room with two computers, Li Feifan's computer was positioned next to a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Looking down at the densely packed crowd below, his eyes were fixed on the electronic display in the trading hall, where all new stock listings and large-scale purchases were shown.

Everything else was handled by Quan Bao'er. This girl had an extraordinary passion for wealth, which certainly wasn't a flaw. Such people understood the basic rule of reaping what you sow, and when given a platform to showcase their talents, with the hope of achieving 100 times the reward or even more through sheer effort, it only fueled their motivation, propelling them to overcome obstacles and embark on a broader path.

The concepts of individualized instruction and fostering initiative—knowledge and terminology long forgotten—inexplicably resurfaced, reminding Li Feifan of his teacher, a scientific researcher who never bought himself a new coat. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, not for his teacher, but for himself. His teacher had achieved his goals, living a life of integrity and fulfillment. Meanwhile, he, his only student, had become part of the entertainment industry, a field his teacher had always disdained, a mere spectacle—a fate mirrored in both his past and present lives, though in the past it was forced, while in this life it was voluntary.

All work is equal, regardless of its level. The point at which you begin to categorize work is when your heart loses its purity and you reap the rewards of reality. Many say that scholars like teachers spend their lives in an ivory tower, impractical and somewhat illusory. Perhaps it is precisely this pure heart that allows these unsung heroes to willingly dedicate themselves to work that others see as tedious, unprofitable, and thankless tasks. They gradually become naive, taciturn, and even "monsters" out of touch with the world's trends.

"Brother Fan, what stocks are you buying? I can give you some advice." Since that day when Quan Bao'er silently followed Li Feifan, expressing her opinions through her actions, this seemingly "ungrateful" yet passionate behavior, in Matsuura Masato's eyes, greatly satisfied Li Feifan's small, chauvinistic vanity. Furthermore, his upcoming plans would naturally require her help, so during this period, Li Feifan still doted on this quirky and ever-changing girl.

Hearing the girl's boastful words, Li Feifan, being an experienced person, knew she was trying to get his attention and concern. It seemed his earlier distraction had had a significant impact on the sensitive girl. Thinking this, Li Feifan didn't move, simply saying calmly, "I'm just curious, don't worry about me. You can play around as you like; if it goes up, it's yours; if it goes down, it's on me."

The girl, somewhat eager after being explained, said, "Really? Then I won't be polite."

Hearing the girl's polite but tentative words, Li Feifan nodded, "Go ahead, I can afford to lose tens of thousands of yen." The girl happily stuck out her tongue, blinked, but didn't immediately squander this trust. Instead, she carefully searched for several listed companies that had been hovering in the middle to lower ranks of the market, obtaining a lot of company information from the consulting department and studying it diligently.

The girl's focused, money-obsessed appearance amused Li Feifan, as if he were seeing himself in his past life, meticulously saving every penny to buy equipment, also considered a money-grubber. In truth, people who love money purely out of a liking for it, without any real concern or attachment, simply don't exist in Li Feifan's eyes. Therefore, he understands such people exceptionally well and doesn't find them offensive at all.

Thus, even though the girl's focus on money doesn't bother him. Everyone has two sides, and the girl showing her true self to him is, in a way, a form of complete surrender.

Li Feifan shook his head, inwardly chuckling. How had he suddenly become so philosophical about life, imitating a psychologist? He

then focused his attention on the electronic display hanging between the first and second floors, his fingers occasionally tapping across the screen, maintaining optimal dexterity to ensure that the moment a transaction appeared, he could flawlessly input the order and buy it. Suddenly, Li Feifan noticed that due to the outdated nature of the electronic display, the numbers became slightly blurry after staring at it for a while…

With a "bang," Quan Bao'er walked in carrying a stack of printed documents. Seeing Li Feifan still observing motionless, she quietly approached, intending to startle him. Just as she stepped behind him, she was enveloped by his strong arms and forced to sit face-to-face on his thick, muscular thighs. Startled, Quan Bao'er quickly spread her slender legs and wrapped them around his waist. Just as she regained her balance, a domineering, wet kiss completely silenced her dissatisfaction and resistance. Of course, Li Feifan's eyes remained fixed on the electronic display opposite him…

After a long while, the girl, almost suffocated by the kiss, gently pulled away from the man's thick lips. The kiss was so intense that it produced a soft "pop," making the lively and outgoing girl blush with embarrassment. However, the lingering sweetness and intoxicating sensation, the feeling of being suffocated by oxygen, deeply captivated her.

Seeing the man's gaze fixed intently on the electronic display, as if waiting for something, and recalling his earlier inquiry about the Jia Kem Company, Quan Bao'er's heart stirred. She recounted what she had overheard earlier, "Brother Fan, when I passed the stock exchange office earlier, someone secretly ran out to make a phone call, and I overheard a bit."

"Oh, what did you hear?" Li Feifan's eyes widened, as if he had a premonition.

"It sounded like something about xxx company wanting... xx million or something. I only heard those two sentences. The person was speaking very softly and kept looking around. I don't know what he was doing, so I ran back." Seeing Li Feifan's keen interest, the girl quickly recounted everything she had seen and heard, then waited for the man's command like a kitten.

Even with Li Feifan's composure, which allowed him to remain calm even in front of the president, he couldn't suppress his excitement. He knew that what he was waiting for was about to appear. At this moment, he even became careful with his breathing, his hands trembling as he typed in "buy all the shares released by xxx company," and then pressed the confirmation button for immediate effect.

As Li Feifan trembled with nervousness, Quan Bao'er sensed something big was about to happen, her eyes wide and fixed on the "confirm" button on the computer. Li Feifan, his blood rushing, felt ashamed. He thought he could calm down and complete the transaction at the exact moment the stock was listed. If it weren't for the girl's unexpected notification, in his current erratic state, even if he knew about the profit first, he probably wouldn't have been able to secure it. After all, through the "xxx incident" earlier, Li Feifan learned that this unprecedented major incident in the history of Japanese stock trading seemed to have hidden secrets.

However, these were things Li Feifan couldn't know, nor did he want to concern himself with.

Concentrating all his attention, Li Feifan stared intently at the constantly scrolling "listing, buying, listing, buying" information on the electronic screen. After Toyota, Toshiba, Sony, Panasonic, Sanyo, and NEC all listed new stocks, the stock Li Feifan was waiting for finally arrived: "Selling xx0,000 shares at x yen per share." Li Feifan immediately snapped up all the listed shares…

In a Tokyo hotel. A beautiful woman fully displayed the exquisite curves of her female body. Shi Xinqi's legs were still tightly pressed together, revealing a tuft of fine hair at the base of her thighs, arousing a desire to peek into her beauty. Li Feifan moved closer, one hand gently rubbing her ample breasts, the other lightly grasping her slender waist, while his mouth entwined with hers.

Their breathing and heartbeats quickened with their intimate movements, their bodies growing hot and burning. "Mmm..."

Quan Bao'er groaned softly as Li Feifan teased her rosy nipples with his tongue, his right hand slowly probing into the place that would arouse any man's desires. "Ah..."

A heat surged between her legs, followed by a wonderful pleasure that made her weak in the knees. Quan Bao'er let out a beautiful moan in Li Feifan's ear. Her waist swayed gently in sync with the movement of his fingers, her tight passage pulsating slightly with the movement of his right hand.

Lying limp on the bed, her face flushed and her body weak, Quan Bao'er was now in a state of passion. Her flushed body made all sorts of beautiful movements, her small mouth moaning and panting in a daze. "Oh...ah...gently...gently...ah..."

At this moment, two incredibly nimble fingers of Li Feifan were added to Quan Bao'er's secret garden, twisting and rolling in different ways, rubbing against her unbearably stimulating area. The other fingertip was pressing hard on her excited clitoris, and the pleasure of climaxing surged through her like a tide, making her forget everything else.

Li Feifan's technique might be a little rough for a woman who enjoys pleasure, but it was perfect for Quan Bao'er, who wanted to forget what had happened before. When she slowly withdrew his fingers, the fingertips gently left a trail reflecting silver light, and the sheets between her legs and under her jade buttocks, as well as her two fingers, were completely covered in it.

Quan Bao'er, exhausted from his ministrations, gasped, "You bad brother, do you want to kill Bao'er?" Li Feifan grabbed one of her legs and straddled her, his legs forming a cross. He sighed, "Bao'er, this is just the beginning!"

Quan Bao'er glanced at his manhood, knowing she would soon be swept away by the same frenzied pleasure as before. She cried out in a mixture of shame and annoyance, "You bad brother... ah... oh..." A powerful, pleasurable sensation surged between her legs as Li Feifan penetrated her fully. She couldn't help but moan softly.

Li Feifan showed no gentleness; each thrust was powerful and forceful. Combined with their position and their full contact, each thrust and withdrawal triggered the highest level of pleasure. "Ah... gentler... ah... no... I can't... anymore..."

Quan Bao'er felt as if her whole body was on fire. The intense pleasure, driven by Li Feifan's movements, completely overwhelmed her remaining clarity. She gripped the sheets tightly, biting her lip, her moans escaping uncontrollably.

In fact, Li Feifan had a similar feeling, though not as intense as the woman's. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he stopped, silently circulating his inner energy, first gathering it in his dantian acupoint, then guiding it to his groin. Quan Bao'er, her body limp and panting on the bed, was like someone on the verge of collapse. Beads of sweat

glistened on her fair skin, a testament to the intensity of the previous impact. One leg was still resting on Li Feifan's shoulder, while the other trembled slightly—a sign of relaxation after being completely tense from the intense pleasure. His penis remained inside her, dripping from the opening, his groin covered in what appeared to be sweat or water, a sensual beauty.

Quan Bao'er looked weakly at Li Feifan, about to speak, when a strange heat surged through her, and then Li Feifan began to change again, slowly swelling. After Li Feifan finished his practice, he began to twitch slightly again, laughing, "How does Bao'er feel?"

Quan Bao'er's delicate eyebrows furrowed, her round, jade-like buttocks trembling, and she moaned, "So hot...so swollen...ah...no...don't...ah..." The pleasure erupted like a volcano, leaving the beautiful woman unable to utter complete sentences, turning into waves of intoxicatingly seductive sounds

. The sounds of panting and moaning, the thuds of her lower abdomen, and the violent shaking of the bed frame caused by Li Feifan filled the air. "Ah...um...oh ah!...no...I can't...take it...anymore..." Quan Bao'er had already climaxed for the third time, her entire body feeling completely exhausted, but each twitch still sent shivers of intense pleasure through her.

Looking at Quan Bao'er, who was completely captivated by him, Li Feifan thought it was about time. He circulated his inner energy, silently released his pent-up desire, and gasped, "Bao'er... I'm going to cum... um..." Quan Bao'er let out a weak groan, collapsing onto the bed, exhausted.

Chapter 140 "Kitchen Wild Sex" "Seeking Flowers"

September begins! Brothers, the enemy's firepower is too strong! The young master requests support!!! Brothers with flowers, please support me!!! Strive to get into the top ten this month... About one chapter is free every ten chapters!! Hope brothers can support me more!!

After staying in Japan for three days, Li Feifan returned to Shanghai! During this trip to Japan, Li Feifan invested under the identities of the United States, China, South Korea, and several other countries, and even Li Feifan himself invested a lot. The money Li Feifan most wanted to earn on this planet was Japanese money... Making money discreetly is Li Feifan's favorite. If the Japanese knew that Li Feifan had earned so much hard-earned money in Japan, they would definitely cause him chaos.

Christy Chung didn't return until after six. Li Feifan turned around. Christy Chung wrapped her arms around Li Feifan's neck, her high heels slightly upturned. Her purple lips approached Li Feifan's ear, and she whispered sweetly, "Honey, what are you thinking about?" Li

Feifan smiled, turned around, and embraced Christy Chung. Holding the alluring Christy Chung, he watched as her pale purple lips gently kissed his neck. Li Feifan comfortably caressed her firm breasts. Just then, his phone beeped. Li Feifan answered the call. Lin Jiayu's clear voice came through; "Feifan, are you busy...?"

Li Feifan said, "Oh. Something came up."

"I'm done. The South Korean thing is finally done. Thank you... I haven't seen you in so long. I missed you..."

Li Feifan secretly glanced at Christy Chung, who smiled and went into the bedroom. Lin Jiayu seemed to be in a very good mood. Li Feifan remembered that Lin Jiayu had never spoken to him so affectionately on the phone before, which made his heart flutter.

"If you miss me, come abroad. I've been busy lately and haven't had time to come back."

"Yeah, I'm busy too. If you don't come back, I'll come see you when I have time."

They didn't talk for long before Li Feifan said he would call and hurriedly hung up. He secretly glanced at Christy Chung in the bedroom. Although Lin Jiayu's voice wasn't loud, Christy Chung must have heard it. Li Feifan didn't want to reveal her identity.

Li Feifan went into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Christy Chung had changed into her pajamas and seemed to want to enjoy the time alone with Li Feifan. Christy Chung slowly rested her head on Li Feifan's chest. Her soft, wavy hair was smooth and fragrant, making Li Feifan's chest itch. Li Feifan put his arm around her fair, round, and alabaster-like shoulders and secretly watched her expression to see if she realized that Lin Jiayu was the one on the phone. Christy Chung gently took off Li Feifan's slippers and helped him lie down on the bed, the two snuggling together.

The thick curtains blocked out the evening glow, but some light still shone through the room. Christy Chung wore a white silk slip dress, revealing half of her snow-white skin and a clearly visible cleavage. Beneath the dress, a pair of slender, fair legs and delicate, lightly painted white feet were visible. She placed her soft, jade-like feet on Li Feifan's instep, her delicate toes curling up playfully to tickle him. Li Feifan gently embraced her, saying nothing.

"Husband, how many women do you have?" Christy Chung suddenly looked up and asked Li Feifan with a smile.

Li Feifan casually said, "Just a few." Stroking Christy Chung's hair, Li Feifan softly asked her, "Christy Chung, have you ever regretted it?"

"No, I will never regret it," Christy Chung said softly. "Feifan, do you regret it? Do you think I'm promiscuous, since I was the one who seduced you?"

Li Feifan kissed her cheek. "We're like dry wood and a raging fire. Neither of us should regret it, neither of us should regret it!"

After a long silence, Li Feifan whispered, "Christy Chung, promise me one thing: don't leave me, okay?"

Christy Chung stiffened, looked up, and stared blankly at Li Feifan.

Li Feifan bit his lip, controlling his emotions: "I'm so fickle, I even think I'm terrible, but I can't control myself."

Christy Chung was already in tears, shaking her head vigorously and hugging Li Feifan tightly.

"I was afraid you'd look down on us. I'll be there for you through thick and thin, I've said that so many times... Was that your girlfriend on the phone just now? What about Xiaofei?" After a long silence, Christy Chung asked Li Feifan softly.

Holding the soft, delicate body nestled in his arms, Li Feifan remained silent for a long time before saying, "No, it was that person I told you about before."

Christy Chung nodded gently and hugged Li Feifan even tighter.

"Xiaofei is still young, don't rush things. Even if you are, you have to be careful. Just because my field isn't bearing fruit doesn't mean other people's fields aren't."

Li Feifan sighed. Christy Chung had always wanted Xiaofei to be the main wife, and Li Feifan, now in his position, also desperately needed a girlfriend. However, Xiaofei was still young, and Li Feifan couldn't take her to public places. Thinking of this, Li Feifan hesitated; he remained wavering on the issue of Xiaofei.

Christy Chung peeked out from Tang Yi's embrace, arched her back slightly, and slowly pulled Li Feifan's head into her arms, softly saying, "I know, I know, you've suffered a lot too, you know? These days I often think, if you were the emperor, and Xiaoxia and I were concubines in ancient times, that would be so much better. You would naturally possess us, and you wouldn't have so much trouble, nor would you distance yourself from us out of guilt." Li

Feifan looked at Christy Chung with a wry smile, "If I were the emperor, I'd probably be a debauched emperor who neglects his duties..."

"If you were the emperor, it would be a blessing for the country. You're so powerful, and your harem would be happy too... You know? I'm so afraid, so afraid you'll leave me." Christy Chung said dreamily, "If you really leave me, I won't be able to live!"

Listening to her silly confession, Li Feifan sighed inwardly. Creating a harmonious harem was a difficult task; he had to ensure his women were happy, otherwise, he would have come all this way in vain. Just imagine if these three women were gathered in one place, that would be… But fantasies aside, Li Feifan dared not let the three meet. Leaving aside the fans' reaction, who knows if a South Korean woman and a Chinese person would cause another uproar of jealousy? It would be a disaster in his own backyard. That wouldn't be a good thing, so he decided against it.

The scent of Christy Chung wafted to his ear, her alluring body pressed tightly against him, and Li Feifan felt a tickle in his heart. He imagined the four of them sleeping together, especially

the bizarre scene of Lin Jiayu and Wu, those two sworn enemies, together. A surge of desire rose in his lower abdomen; she could feel his reaction. She giggled and bit Tang Yi's ear: "What are you thinking about?"

"I made tens of millions of US dollars in Japan…"

"Really? Honey, you're amazing! You made tens of millions of US dollars!"

Li Feifan noticed Christy Chung's forced smile, as if she had something on her mind.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm worried about your safety. You know your situation right now. If you're exposed, your safety will be in danger... I don't know if it's right for me to cling to you like this... but I really don't want to leave you..."

"I'd rather have a beauty than leave you. Besides, who would know if I'm careful?..."

"Feifan, I want you to love me..."

Christy Chung was deeply moved, sometimes entwining her tongue with his, sometimes tracing along her smooth teeth, their mouths pressed tightly together. He entwined his tongue with hers, while also savoring the sweet nectar in her mouth.

Christy Chung's beautiful and delicate cheeks flushed red, and she felt waves of indescribable soreness washing over her. She slumped weakly against him, letting out a short, shy moan from her pretty nose. Li Feifan ignored the hot, shy moans coming from Christy Chung's beautiful and lovely nose, smelling the unique fragrance of a mature woman, and his desire flared up.

Their lips seemed glued together, their tongues still intertwined. When Li Feifan's lips left Zhong Liti's, her tongue involuntarily darted out to chase after them. Her full, snow-white breasts, supported by a white lace bra, created a beautiful, snow-white cleavage, high and alluring, topped with a ripe cherry-like nipple. Her

flat stomach appeared remarkably smooth, and her rounded buttocks, where her full, white thighs met, were clad in white, semi-transparent lace thongs, revealing glimpses of a mysterious black area beneath. Her long, snow-white legs slid straight down to her feet. Her snow-white, rounded, and slender thighs, encased in sheer silk stockings, gleamed, while her slender calves were firm and straight.

Li Feifan gazed at Zhong Liti's snow-white, porcelain-like skin, slightly flushed, her plump, white skin possessing beautiful curves, making him feel that Zhong Liti's figure was as sculpted as a statue, without a single flaw. He couldn't help but swallow, his hand gently caressing Christy Chung's full, rounded breasts.

Under Li Feifan's teasing, Christy Chung panted softly, occasionally sticking out her small, fragrant tongue to lick her slightly parted cherry lips, as if she were extremely thirsty. Her flushed skin was covered with fine beads of sweat, making it appear even more translucent like jade. Her slender waist swayed like a snake, responding to his caresses. Her long, shapely legs, clad in stockings, slowly opened and closed, seemingly still enjoying the pleasure.

She only knew to let him kiss, caress, and invade every inch of her snow-white, plump skin. Wave after wave of incomparably pleasurable pleasure surged through her body. Christy Chung's face was flushed, her allure overflowing, full of spring-like desire. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, her red lips parted, breathing rapidly, moaning wantonly.

Christy Chung was aroused by him, her pretty face flushed red, her rapid breathing turned into soft moans, and the rising desire within her made her burning body anxiously crave more, so she began to relentlessly stimulate the man's sensitive spots.

Seeing Christy Chung's wanton appearance, Li Feifan's lust intensified, and he hurriedly stripped off his clothes. Releasing his already erect penis, he gently pressed against her, and with a forceful push, smoothly squeezed into her tight, warm, and tender petals, then pressed down hard, instantly penetrating her deeply...

In less than an hour, Christy Chung could no longer hold on, panting heavily, her body completely limp. Her entire body went limp, only her breasts heaving rapidly, causing her round, high breasts to tremble, her small red mouth opening and closing incessantly, her breath sweet as orchids, her starry eyes hazy, flushed pink. After a long while, she opened her beautiful eyes, gazing at Li Feifan with deep affection, and said in a sweet, soft voice, "Feifan... I'm so happy..."

Li Feifan looked at the radiant face of the beautiful married woman beneath him, gently kissed her red lips, and whispered in her ear, "Are you happy?"

Christy Chung hugged Li Feifan tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with the satisfaction and sweetness after a passionate encounter. She

parted her lips slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "Being with you is the happiest thing..." Christy Chung's body immediately writhed with excitement and pleasure, trembling violently, and another surge of pleasure overflowed.

The two bodies on the bed were intertwined and entwined, and for a moment, the room was filled with boundless spring, presenting an extremely beautiful scene. From time to time, the soft moans and gasps of a woman could be heard, drifting far into the quiet night air. When Li Feifan woke up again, it was already past eight o'clock the next morning.

Morning is always the best time. Li Feifan groaned, gradually waking from his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes, got out of bed, grabbed his underwear, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After five minutes, Li Feifan put on his underwear, walked out of the bathroom completely naked, and then left the room.

As soon as he stepped out, Li Feifan smelled a sweet aroma wafting from the kitchen. Knowing that Christy Chung was making breakfast, he smiled and headed towards the kitchen.

Upon entering the kitchen, Li Feifan saw Christy Chung busy at work. She was wearing a thin, light red nightgown that covered most of her body, revealing only her calves, and red slippers. Her attire, typical of a housewife, subtly aroused a man's desire.

Li Feifan walked over and gently placed his hands on Christy's shoulders. Christy, who was carefully preparing breakfast, was startled by his sudden movement. Hearing his familiar voice, she patted her rapidly beating chest, turned around, and looked at Li Feifan with a coquettish smile, saying, "You naughty husband, why do you walk so quietly? Don't you know you can scare someone to death?"
Seeing Christy's slightly pale face, Li Feifan knew he had indeed frightened her. He gently stroked her pale face and said tenderly, "It's my fault, dear sister, please don't blame me, okay?"
"How could I blame you, you rascal? I love you so much, you're truly my nemesis," Christy said, turning back to look at Li Feifan with a tender expression.

Christy Chung's words touched Li Feifan. Feeling his penis protesting again, he smiled wryly and said to her, "Good sister, look, my little brother is protesting again." He then rubbed his penis between her legs.

Christy Chung immediately felt the hardness of Li Feifan's penis. Seeing the wry smile on his face, she gave him a charmingly reproachful look and said coquettishly, "You big pervert husband, wanting it first thing in the morning, trying to be naughty again." Her

mature face and charming expression made Li Feifan slightly stunned. It took him a while to recover from his daze. After staring at Christy Chung for a few moments, he leaned in and kissed her rosy lips, then extended his tongue to attack her tightly closed teeth.

After a moment of resistance, Christy Chung's teeth were finally opened by Li Feifan's tongue. After cleansing the sides of her mouth, Li Feifan's tongue finally found Christy Chung's bright red tongue deep inside her mouth, and then wrapped around it, licking and kissing it.

While licking and kissing, Li Feifan's hands were not idle, caressing and kneading Zhong Liti's snow-white, soft body. Although there was a layer of clothing between them, the sensation was different.

At this moment, Li Feifan's hands moved up and down to the outside of Zhong Liti's two protruding breasts, then slowly climbed upwards, gradually caressing the outer edges of the breasts, and then climbed upwards again.
After climbing for a while, Li Feifan's proud hands finally touched Zhong Liti's two proud breasts, and his hands began to rub and caress them through her clothes and bra, waves of pleasure flowing into her body.

Feeling the waves of pleasure coming from her chest, the intense pleasure made Zhong Liti let out a few soft moans, and she hugged Li Feifan even tighter.

This battle of kisses between the two quickly ended. The two separated, greedily absorbing the fresh air between them, watching Zhong Liti rubbing her body, leaning against them, eyes closed, face flushed, breathing heavily, both of them panting as they looked at each other, their eyes filled with deep love.

"Was the kiss comfortable?"

Christy Chung didn't answer his question, but looked at Li Feifan with a blushing face and said, "Honey, I want you to make love to me again in the kitchen."

Hearing Christy Chung's words, Li Feifan was surprised and looked at her, saying, "What, you want your husband to make love to you there again?" Thinking back to last time, there really was a history.

"Mmm!" Christy Chung responded softly with a blush.

Having received Christy Chung's confirmation, Li Feifan said no more. He picked up her soft, snow-white body and, looking at her with a lewd grin, asked, "Good sister, how did it feel to make love in the kitchen last time?"
"Hmm, it felt very exciting that time, I really liked it."

"Okay, today your husband will give you another exciting experience." After saying that, Li Feifan reached out and slowly removed the clothes that Christy Chung was still wearing. When Christy Chung's clothes were removed, a transparent pink panty appeared in Li Feifan's eyes. The milky white liquid on her legs immediately attracted him.

Seeing Li Feifan staring straight at her transparent panty, Christy Chung's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. She felt both excited and shy. Waves of exciting pleasure made her body start to heat up, and desire burned within her.

Seeing her shy and alluring appearance, Li Feifan's eyes widened and he stared intently at her face. He slowly leaned over and kissed her red and sexy lips, and his hands began to caress her entire body.

The waves of pleasure emanating from her breasts and between her legs made Christy Chung cry out in pleasure, her wanton moans escaping her lips. Hearing this, Li Feifan's lust intensified, and he gradually increased the pressure of his touch, making his caresses even more pleasurable and stimulating.

"Husband, can...can you give it to me quickly?" Christy Chung gasped, her cries broken and uttered as Li Feifan stroked her.

She felt her legs contract rapidly, knowing she was about to climax.

Hearing Christy Chung's words, Li Feifan saw her flushed face and tense body. The sensations in his hands told him she was about to climax. Without a word, he lifted her body, pressing her against the wall, and then spread one of her snow-white thighs, revealing her sensitive area between her legs. He probed inside with his fingers, finding it wet, then grasped his penis and slowly inserted it, leaning forward...

"Ah!"

The feeling of fullness made Christy Chung cry out, a comfortable and pleasurable expression on her face. She wrapped her hands around Li Feifan's neck, looking at him with alluring tenderness, saying, "Husband, your thing is so big, it feels so full and comfortable."

Seeing Christy Chung's seductive gaze and hearing her lewd words, Li Feifan was instantly stunned. He reached out and touched her lustful face, caressing the face that had captivated him.

Seeing Li Feifan gazing at her with such fascination, Christy Chung felt a surge of joy, a faint blush rising on her face, making her incredibly beautiful.

After a while, Li Feifan snapped out of his daze, leering at Christy Chung, saying, "Good sister, you looked so beautiful just now, and your words were so lewd." With that, Li Feifan's hand gave her breast a firm squeeze, the soft sensation making him feel incredibly comfortable.

Christy Chung cried out as she was touched, her face flushed with embarrassment as she looked at Li Feifan with a coquettish expression. "You big bad guy, can't you be a little gentler? You're hurting me!"

Li Feifan smiled, still smiling, and said, "It's because you looked so beautiful just now, and said such lewd things, that I was so aroused that I unconsciously touched you a little harder. Good sister, I'm sorry, does it still hurt down there? Let your husband kiss you?"

"You big bad guy, I don't want your kiss!"

"How can I not kiss you? It's your husband who hurt you down there, of course I need a kiss to reduce the pain." After saying that, Li Feifan grinned lewdly, and his little brother thrust upwards. Christy Chung immediately let out a soft moan, her face flushed as she looked at him with a coquettish expression.

"Is it comfortable, good sister?"

Li Feifan gently swayed his body, moving left and right, up and down inside her, making Christy Chung's eyes glaze over, her mouth open and breathing rapidly, moaning from her lips, igniting boundless desire in anyone who heard it.

"Husband...faster...faster...I...I feel so...so good...deeper...deeper...ah!" The waves of pleasure coming through her body made Christy Chung cry out in comfort, her loud moans echoing in the kitchen.

Hearing Christy Chung's wanton cries, Li Feifan's face broke into a lewd smile. Looking up at her lustful face, he panted and chuckled, "Good sister, your husband will make you feel incredibly good." With that, Li Feifan thrust deeply between Christy Chung's legs, the sound of their union echoing. Drops of fluid, brought out by Li Feifan's movements, trickled down his body and onto the floor, slowly pooling together.

Christy Chung was enjoying Li Feifan's ministrations immensely, feeling incredibly pleasurable. Her eyes were closed, she clung to his neck, tilted her head back, and opened her rosy lips, letting out continuous moans. Her movements were the opposite of Li Feifan's, allowing him to penetrate her even deeper, bringing her unparalleled pleasure and stimulation.

While Christy Chung felt comfortable and happy, Li Feifan also felt incredibly happy and comfortable. Christy Chung was like a newly blossoming virgin, her breasts tightly wrapped around him, gripping him comfortably and intensely. The soft sensation from her hands made him feel even more comfortable, as if he were holding not a pair of breasts, but a ball of snow-white cotton. The

couple passionately engaged in intercourse in the kitchen, oblivious to everything around them, lost in the intense stimulation.

Chapter 141 "Doing It While Receiving" "Seeking Flowers"

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Li Feifan woke up that night, he didn't find Christy Chung. He only found her on the phone in the living room!!

Christy Chung wore a black see-through nightgown, but unfortunately, she wasn't wearing anything underneath, making her even more alluring. Her face was slightly turned to the side, her eyes watery, giving Li Feifan a seductive glance, overflowing with tender affection. Her usually neatly styled hair, after Li Feifan's earlier rough handling, now cascaded down, half-concealing her beautiful, shy face, adding to her allure. Her flawless, snow-white skin was flushed with a blush of desire; the thin, sheer nightgown shone through... The subtle, almost imperceptible presence of her breasts accentuated Christy Chung's delicate and slender curves, and her soft, boneless, ethereal body. Most striking were her slightly trembling, full breasts, now almost undisguisedly erect, not only plump and rounded but also large, blending seamlessly into her perfect figure. The two rosy nipples at their peaks stood proudly, seemingly about to bloom, as if waiting for Li Feifan to pluck them again. The pink nipples, set against her snow-white, smooth skin, were even more alluring. And what about Christy Chung's full, rounded, white, and slender legs?

A pair of alluring long legs were shyly and timidly pressed together, trying to conceal Christy Chung's recently exposed vulva. The semi-transparent gauze dress and her fair, rosy skin accentuated the small, luminous patch of dark hair. The shyly pressed-together legs were enough to make any onlooker's soul swoon. Little did they know that beneath the thin gauze, Christy's body was even more exquisitely crafted, so alluring that it drove people mad. It seems that nakedness is not necessarily true beauty; rather, the hazy beauty of being half-concealed, half-revealed, is the most seductive. Li Feifan couldn't resist and brazenly embraced Christy Chung's slender waist from behind.

"Mmm!" Christy Chung turned her head and looked at him almost pleadingly, signaling him not to do such nonsense. However, her full, soft breasts had already become engorged and swollen again under his caresses and kneading, her nipples quickly standing erect. His naked lower body pressed against her plump, round buttocks, grinding against her without restraint, even through her nightgown. Her body trembled slightly, and her juices flowed freely between her legs, dripping down her flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings.

"Who knows what kind of advertisement it is? Most advertisements these days are fake, and they're not effective at all! In the end, they only damage your reputation!!" Christy Chung was on the phone with her manager while being groped and fondled by Li Feifan. The ambiguous, forbidden, and illicit thrill in her heart grew stronger. She turned her head to look at Li Feifan with seductive eyes, but he grabbed her full, round buttocks and thrust into her overflowing valley from behind.

"What's wrong?" Her manager was still asking Christy Chung on the phone why she was making noises.

"Ah...it's nothing, maybe the air conditioning made me a little uncomfortable?" Christy Chung tried her best to hide her involuntary moans and suppress her panting. From the moment Li Feifan entered her and thrust all the way to her flower core, her naked lower body began to tremble. At the same time, a large amount of honey-like fluid gushed out from her valley. While talking to her manager, she was being penetrated by her lover in such an ambiguous, taboo, and illicit atmosphere. Christy Chung couldn't help but reach a rapid climax. She opened her cherry-like mouth wide and after a long while, she let out a long breath and murmured, "I have thanked Feifan again and again. Do I still need him to speak to you personally?"

She barely pushed Li Feifan away, handed him the phone, and then sat weakly on the edge of the bed, panting. But how could Li Feifan let her go? He took the phone with one hand and pressed her head down with the other, pressing his wet, proud, and erect dragon against her cherry lips.

"It's nothing! Just helping a friend, it's a small matter!!" After saying that, he handed the phone back to Christy Chung. Christy Chung quickly spat out the little rascal's enormous member, glaring at him with a mixture of shyness and resentment.

"See you later!" Christy Chung tried her best to hide her shyness, embarrassment, and guilt. While talking to her manager, she was being so lewdly played with by Li Feifan. She felt humiliated, yet incredibly aroused, and felt an irrepressible desire. Her flower was also wet to its maximum. Li Feifan watched Christy Chung's snow-white, round buttocks writhing, which was nothing short of a warm invitation to him. He grabbed Christy Chung's slender waist with both hands, shook her, and thrust his still-erect, wet member in with a soft "plop," penetrating her completely.

"You big bad guy, you little bad guy, you're so naughty! You even torment me while I'm on the phone! I'm so ashamed!" Christy Chung gasped and moaned, her eyes filled with seductive charm as she said coquettishly.

"Good Christy Chung, good Christy Chung, I'm going to fuck you to death!" Li Feifan grabbed Christy Chung's full, round buttocks, the lace trim at the top of her flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, and her feet tiptoeing in her milky-white slender high heels. Accompanied by the "slap slap" and "pop" sounds of flesh colliding and rubbing, he roared loudly, grabbed Christy Chung's thighs and lifted her up, as if he were holding her while she urinated, and walked back to the bedroom while thrusting, lewdly saying, "I wanted my sister to show off her ass-grinding skills earlier, but I haven't shown Linlin yet! Now I'll make up for it!" After saying that, he lay down next to her again, letting Christy Chung straddle his lap.

"Mmm... hum..." Christy bit her lip tightly, trying hard not to make a sound, obviously also worried that Li Feifan would laugh at her. Her face was flushed, her heart brimming with desire, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her hair disheveled, her slender waist swaying, her hips thrusting, her plump, round buttocks rising and falling rapidly, causing her two snow-white, full breasts to bounce up and down like two lively white rabbits. Li Feifan caressed and kneaded Zhong Liti's large, soft breasts while forcefully thrusting his hips upwards, driving his thick member deep into her honeyed depths, towards her clitoris, sending the resentful married woman Zhong Liti to the peak of passion time and time again.

Zhong Liti was truly abundant with fluids; streams flowed from her honeyed depths, down her fair and alluring thighs onto Li Feifan's body. With the violent impact of her buttocks and hips, the sounds of "slap," "slap," and "splish" rose and fell, creating an incomparably beautiful symphony.

It's hard to believe that Christy Chung is so wild in bed. She clenched her teeth, letting out seductive moans through her nose. Her slender waist swayed powerfully, her plump buttocks rotated vigorously, and her pink hips thrust forcefully. The mature woman was aroused and couldn't stop. Li Feifan felt like his dragon was about to be shaken off.

"Mmm...so beautiful...ah...it's hitting you again..." Gradually, Christy Chung sank into an endless sea of desire. She no longer suppressed her inner pleasure, completely ignoring her daughter Linlin's astonished gaze beside her, letting out a seductive moan. Her head tilted back forcefully, her beautiful hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, fluttering in the air with the violent movements of her waist. Li Feifan carefully suppressed his own impulses, his gaze fixed on Christy Chung's face, flushed with desire. Her beautiful eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted, and her flushed face was already glistening with sweat. And without her noticing, her hands, which had been supporting Li Feifan's chest, had moved to her own, uncontrollably caressing and kneading her two alluring, full breasts. The two purple nipples at the peaks were already engorged and swollen, proudly standing erect in the air.

"Ah...no...I'm going to die...ah..." A woman's stamina is finite. After nearly half an hour of effort, Christy Chung finally showed signs of exhaustion, her movements becoming increasingly slow. With a heavy slump of her plump, round buttocks, her tender flesh made intimate contact with the head of Li Feifan's dragon. Li Feifan felt as if her honeyed orifice was erupting like a volcano, gushing out a large amount of extremely hot spring water, almost scalding his little brother and causing him to ejaculate on the spot.

"Ah...I'm dying..." Christy Chung collapsed onto Li Feifan like a water rat, her whole body soaking wet. She was still immersed in boundless pleasure, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, but an indescribable satisfaction shone on her face, and a captivating smile lingered on her lips. She was satisfied, but Li Feifan was caught off guard in the throes of passion, the feeling of being left hanging in mid-air was extremely uncomfortable. However, Li Feifan's pity for Christy Chung greatly diminished his lust. Although he couldn't move his hands and feet, he could still move his mouth. He gently kissed her delicate face so close to his, slowly waking her from the afterglow of her climax.

"You little rascal, haven't you come yet?" Faced with Li Feifan's tender gaze and gentle kisses, Christy Chung, now fully conscious, was momentarily at a loss. Gently cupping her face, still bearing the marks of their lovemaking, Li Feifan kissed her without hesitation. Christy Chung was stunned at first, then reacted passionately. Like an octopus, she clung tightly to Li Feifan, kissing him almost frantically, leaving a trail of lip prints on his face. Li Feifan felt as if he were holding a ball of fire; the two bodies, tightly entwined, rolled on the bed, the flames of passion burning fiercely within them. When their rolling stopped, everything happened naturally. Amidst Christy Chung's passionate moans, Li Feifan thrust violently into her.

"Oh... Feifan! Good brother... You're so good... Mmm... So beautiful... Harder... Yes... That's it..." Christy Chung moaned happily, her head bobbing on the pillow like a rattle, her disheveled hair obscuring half of her face, adding to her allure.

Her long, slender legs, encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings, were now spread wide apart, resting high on Li Feifan's shoulders. Li Feifan, like a tiger released from its cage, gripped her full thighs with both hands, his waist thrusting rapidly, launching an almost frenzied attack on her, as if to tear his prey apart. He lewdly laughed as he fucked her, "Good baby, Christy, Christy sister, I'm going to fuck you to death!"

"Good brother... sister... I'm so happy... I'm flying... faster... I can't take it anymore!" Christy Chung completely opened her heart, almost frantically thrusting her slender waist to meet Li Feifan's increasingly fierce thrusts. Now she had cast aside all her worries and was completely immersed in their lovemaking game.

"Good man! You... how come you... haven't... I... I can't take it anymore..." Christy was pushed to orgasm again and again by Li Feifan, and Li Feifan also felt the signs of his orgasm. While thrusting his waist even more rapidly, he panted and said, "Christy... hold on a little longer... I'm almost there too..." Hearing Da Bao say this, Christy also mustered her remaining strength and thrust her waist even more rapidly to meet Li Feifan's final attack. With a series of rapid, rain-like impacts and the sound of their heavy breathing, the most beautiful moment finally arrived.

"Ah...ah..." Amidst a series of screams after reaching another climax, Li Feifan's thick, massive penis pressed firmly against Li Ti's clitoris, like a silver spear pinning her to the sheets, leaving her no escape. Then, Li Feifan erupted violently deep within her honeyed depths, releasing the pent-up desire of the entire night in a cathartic release. The exhilarating pleasure was beyond description. A powerful wave of pleasure instantly spread throughout his body. Li Feifan didn't try to suppress his own pleasure; he only felt a tingling sensation in his waist as his penis pressed against Li Ti's clitoris. "Pfft pfft pfft," a volcanic eruption erupted, scalding lava gushing out violently.

"Ah...so hot...I've lost it again..." Still reeling from her climax, Li Ti, subjected to the intense impact of the scalding lava, reached another climax. As the spring water gushed out again, Liti's tense body went limp, collapsing onto the bed like a dead fish, her mouth wide open, panting heavily, her eyes glazed, her expression dazed, still immersed in the pleasure she had just experienced.

Chapter 142 "Happy Girl Dong Jie" "Seeking Flowers"

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Dong Jie graduated from the Dance Department of the Beijing PLA Academy of Arts. She was a performer in the Guangzhou Military Region Soldiers' Song and Dance Troupe, holding the rank of lieutenant. She is signed with Hong Kong Jet Tone Films. Dong Jie debuted in 2000 after holding hands with Nicholas Tse at the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, and later became famous after being chosen by Zhang Yimou to be the "Happy Girl".

Li Feifan knew that Dong Jie had some unspeakable troubles. So he didn't press further, but said, "Dong Jie, didn't you want some barbecue? I haven't finished eating yet, let's eat together, and I'll take you home after we're done."

Dong Jie said somewhat awkwardly, "Li Feifan, you eat, I don't want any more!"

Li Feifan knew Dong Jie's personality and psychology very well, and seeing this, he grabbed her arm and said, "Come on, are you afraid of eating me out of house and home?" Saying that, he pulled her towards the barbecue stall, and Dong Jie was half-heartedly pulled by Li Feifan to sit down at the table.

Li Feifan said to the owner, "Boss, give me another 10 skewers of beef and 10 skewers of lamb, extra seasoning and extra chili!"

"Okay!" The owner happily agreed and got busy. He didn't have the same worries as his wife. Seeing Li Feifan knock down Scarface in one move, he was excited for a long time. Most of the people who set up stalls in front of the station had been harassed by Long San and his gang. Not only did they eat and drink for free, but they also had to give them two packs of good cigarettes when they left, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to do business in peace. Seeing Li Feifan rid the people of a scourge, she finally felt relieved!

The proprietress carefully placed the tea eggs and edamame on Li Feifan's table. Seeing that Li Feifan didn't say anything, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted to go up and apologize, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only awkwardly retreat. When the fish was grilled, the owner personally delivered it to him. He gave a thumbs-up and said, "Young man, impressive! Just tell me what you want to eat, it's on me today!"

Li Feifan was delighted by the owner's generosity and smiled, saying, "No way! I appreciate the gesture, but I still have to pay. You guys work so hard, day and night, it's not easy to earn a little extra!"

The owner said, "Young man, even if it's tough, a few extra dollars won't make a difference. Just eat with peace of mind!"

Li Feifan said, "I absolutely have to pay. If you don't take the money, I won't eat here anymore!"

The owner was sincere, and Li Feifan firmly refused, so the owner finally said, "Alright, alright, I'll take the money!"

Li Feifan picked out the largest beef skewer and handed it to Dong Jie, saying, "Dong Jie, eat this skewer. Look how perfectly golden brown it is, it must be delicious."

Dong Jie was genuinely hungry. Since she was already seated, she relaxed, said "thank you," and took the barbecue to eat. At first, she ate in small sips, but after a few bites, she felt it wasn't enough and started eating in large mouthfuls.

Li Feifan had only one glass of his second bottle of beer left. He downed it in one gulp and said to the owner, "Boss, another bottle of beer, please!"

He opened the beer bottle, poured himself a glass, and started drinking while eating edamame. Dong Jie watched Li Feifan drink and stopped eating, saying, "Li Feifan, I want to drink too!"

Li Feifan smiled and said, "Dong Jie, can you drink?"

Dong Jie said, "Yes, I've had a bottle before!"

Li Feifan said, "Okay then!" He then asked the owner for a bottle of beer and a glass. He didn't know if Dong Jie could drink now. In their previous life, when they lived together, she could drink a little. Now he just thought that even if she couldn't drink, a bottle of beer wouldn't be a problem.

Dong Jie frowned when she took her first sip. She thought the beer tasted awful. Why was Li Feifan drinking it with such relish? Thinking she shouldn't drink anymore, she told Li Feifan she could drink, so she pretended to be nonchalant and started drinking. After one beer, she felt it wasn't so bad anymore, so she poured herself a second. However, this time her face turned a little red.

After the second beer, Dong Jie's face turned even redder. Even in the dim light, Li Feifan noticed and said, "Dong Jie, your face is all red. If you can't handle it, don't drink anymore."

Dong Jie said, "It's okay, I'm fine. My face turns red when I drink!" Actually, this was the first time Dong Jie had ever drunk alcohol. Tonight's experience made her admire Li Feifan even more, especially since Li Feifan stood up for her and won her special favor. If before, when she followed Song Kexin to Li Feifan's side, it was because she had a crush on him and wanted to get closer to him, then now it was because she genuinely liked him. So seeing Li Feifan drink gave her a special impulse.

After pouring herself her third beer, Dong Jie looked at Li Feifan and asked, "Li Feifan, what made you decide to come to the train station for barbecue tonight?"

Li Feifan replied, "I really love the barbecue here. I used to come here often, but I haven't been lately. I suddenly felt like having it today, so I came. What about you?"

Li Feifan asked casually, and Dong Jie's face darkened. She hadn't wanted to talk about it before drinking, but now that she had, she felt the urge to speak. She said, "Work-related things... that's just how it is. Where there are people, there's conflict. Where there's a world of its own, there's bloodshed!"

Li Feifan couldn't say anything about it, except offer a few words of comfort and keep urging her to eat more to distract her.

Dong Jie started talking about her sad experiences, and she drank even more heavily. At that moment, she felt that alcohol was a wonderful thing. Although the more she drank, the dizzier she became, but she also felt a strange excitement and comfort. After finishing the first bottle, she ordered another one. Li Feifan saw that she was in good spirits, so he didn't stop her. But little did he know that before Dong Jie had even finished her second beer, she fell asleep on the table. Li Feifan couldn't wake her up no matter what he did. If he pushed her hard, the most she could do was groan. Li Feifan thought to himself, "This is bad! How did Dong Jie get so drunk after only two beers?"

Unable to wake Dong Jie, Li Feifan regretted letting her drink. He didn't know where Dong Jie's family lived, nor where her home was. He didn't know where he could take her home. Besides, it was so late. What would her family, who already had a prejudice against her, think if he took a drunk and unconscious Dong Jie home? Just thinking about it gave him a headache.

Li Feifan stood up and asked the shop owner to pay the bill. Seeing that he insisted, the owner only accepted 20 yuan as a token payment, refusing any more. Li Feifan didn't want to waste time on this, so after paying, he asked the owner to watch over Dong Jie while he went to get his car.

Seeing Li Feifan leaving the drunk Dong Jie behind, the owner hurriedly said, "Young man, you'd better come back quickly! We close up shop after midnight, what will we do if you don't come back?"

Li Feifan realized the owner had misunderstood and thought, "Leaving Dong Jie with you? I'm not comfortable with that!" He then smiled and said, "Boss, my car is parked on the side of the square. I'm just going to get it. How could I abandon her?" With that, he shook his car keys and walked towards the edge of the square.

The owner scratched his head sheepishly and chuckled. A short while later, Li Feifan drove up in his car. The boss was stunned to see that Li Feifan was driving a gleaming luxury sedan. When Li Feifan said he was going to get the car, he hadn't given it much thought; in his mind, it was just to get his bicycle. At this moment, even a motorcycle was quite impressive, let alone a luxury sedan like this that he had never seen before.

Li Feifan carried Dong Jie to the passenger seat. Seeing that she was slanted and might bump into something, he fastened her seatbelt. When he was holding her earlier, Li Feifan hadn't paid much attention to her, and although he hadn't felt anything while holding the young girl's delicate body, he reached inside to fasten the seatbelt, his body almost pressing against hers. He immediately felt two soft mounds swaying beneath his chest. Startled, he quickly fastened the seatbelt, got out, and closed the door.

After saying goodbye to the boss, Li Feifan got into the car from the driver's side, amidst the boss's envious gaze. He started the car and drove slowly, gradually increasing speed, out of the square. Even after the car was out of sight, the boss was still staring in that direction with his mouth agape. The boss's wife, annoyed, slapped him and said, "What are you looking at now? Hurry up and grill the barbecue!"

Although Li Feifan was physically strong, carrying the completely drunk Dong Jie upstairs still left him drenched in sweat. With one arm around the swaying Dong Jie, he took out his keys and opened the door. Earlier, after getting her out of the room and closing the door, perhaps because he had bumped her stomach while carrying her upstairs, the unconscious Dong Jie suddenly vomited, making a mess of her and Li Feifan's clothes, as well as the living room floor.

Seeing that Dong Jie was about to vomit again, Li Feifan quickly carried her to the bathroom and put her face down on the toilet. Sure enough, Dong Jie vomited again. Li Feifan supported her with one hand and patted her back with the other. After vomiting twice more, Dong Jie finally calmed down.

Dong Jie was wearing a white dress today. Li Feifan noticed vomit on her mouth, neck, and chest, even on the neckline, which had probably seeped inside the dress. He was quite worried; he couldn't just put her to bed like this. After a long internal struggle, Li Feifan hardened his heart and thought, "Never mind all that." Finally, he made his decision.

After wiping Dong Jie's face, neck, and chest clean with a damp towel, he hesitated when it came to taking off her dress, despite his resolve. Dong Jie's skin was delicate and white, and her bare legs beneath the dress were like white jade, making Li Feifan afraid to look too long. He was afraid he might do something foolish. Just then, Dong Jie let out a soft moan.

Li Feifan rushed over and patted her face, calling, "Dong Jie, wake up, Dong Jie. Wake up!" But no matter how he called, Dong Jie remained silent. This couldn't go on, so he gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the hem of her dress.

The dress was easy to remove. He pulled her down from the bottom, then smoothed her arms, and took her off. She was only wearing underwear and a bra. Li Feifan didn't dare look too closely, picked her up, and carried her to the bedroom, placing her on the bed. As he pulled a thin blanket over her, his eyes finally fell on her.

Dong Jie was wearing a white cotton bra, which almost completely covered her breasts, perhaps because her breasts had developed late. She was also wearing white cotton panties, tightly covering her sacred genitals. Because her pubic hair was quite thick, a dark shadow could be seen through the panties, and a few strands even peeked out from the edges.

Li Feifan's blood boiled at the sight. He quickly covered her with the blanket. Just as he was about to let go, he suddenly noticed some vomit on Dong Jie's chest. He stopped, thinking that it must have gotten there when she vomited, and he had only wiped the area outside her skirt, not inside.

Li Feifan draped a thin blanket over Dong Jie's abdomen, went to the bathroom to wash a damp towel, and wiped her chest. He noticed something inside her bra. This time, Li Feifan didn't hesitate; he lifted the bra and slipped the damp towel inside. His hand touched two soft, firm mounds.

Remembering Dong Jie's comment about how small her private parts were when she showered in his bathroom, Li Feifan couldn't help but peek inside. It was indeed small, like a white steamed bun, with two small, pink nipples—probably large enough for one hand to encircle.

Li Feifan didn't dare look any longer. After covering Dong Jie properly, he left. He still had a lot of cleanup to do. First, he wiped the living room floor clean, then took off his shirt and washed it along with Dong Jie's dress in the bathroom, hanging it on the balcony to dry. He figured it would be completely dry overnight.

After finishing all that, Li Feifan smelled himself; he still smelled of vomit. He took a shower, changed into his pajamas, and sat on the sofa. Dong Jie had taken the bed in the bedroom, so Li Feifan would have to spend the night on the sofa.

(James Cameron)

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