[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - Chapter 17

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Chapter 70 A Feast for the Eyes
As Shang Rong stepped out of the building, he felt a few cool drops of water on his face. Looking up, he saw the sky was overcast and it was about to rain. Shang Rong perked up. A walk? How could he walk in the rain? Shang Rong had only one thought: to find a secluded place to be alone with Xiao Ya, even if they did nothing. This was his most urgent desire. Of course, he dared not recall what he had just witnessed; that place was simply too stimulating for a man's soul. He just wanted to have dinner and chat with her tonight.
Seeing that the girl hadn't come down yet, Shang Rong took a rag from the driver's seat and began wiping the raindrops off the car. This was a unique hobby of Shang Rong's; he never went to a car wash, always cleaning the car himself. Zhang Yan disapproved of this practice, and although Zi Hui was frugal, she felt her man was putting on a show when it came to washing the car, so she often teased him. Shang Rong's explanation was: since it's a beloved car, it should be personally cared for. Just like his beloved wife, did he expect someone else to serve him? This always earned him a beating from his two wives.
After leaving the house, Qi Xiaoya saw the man wiping the car, but didn't go over. She stood there, staring blankly at his back, feeling like it was all a dream, as if this night had been planned all along—a carefully woven net, and she was already inside. Was he going to reel her in tonight? And would she obediently become his prey? Truly, people die for wealth, birds die for food. Today was a special day; twenty-three years ago today, her mother gave birth to her. Twenty-three years later, would she have her first man tonight? She'd leave it all to fate; after all, this man had given her her career.
The car door slammed shut, and Shang Rong looked up in surprise to see Qi Xiaoya already inside. This girl was truly unpredictable. In the few minutes he spent wiping the car, he was racking his brains about how to coax the girl into his car, then take her to the entertainment center, have Yang Jun arrange a secluded spot for them to have a lavish dinner alone, and incidentally show Yang Jun what he was doing to make him give up on her. Unexpectedly, Xiaoya fell for it without any persuasion. If Shang Rong knew the girl's unwavering determination to show herself, he would be ecstatic.
While driving, Shang Rong secretly observed the girl's expression. He saw Xiaoya staring straight ahead, her lips tightly pressed together, her hands clasped on her lower abdomen, her expression grave. Shang Rong cursed inwardly: "Look at you, is it really that serious? Just think of it as sitting at a hostess bar. At the Wild Wolf Bar, you only earn a few hundred a time, while I gave you five million in one go. If others knew, they'd call me an idiot." Despite Zi Hui's silence, she was seething inside, and so was Gao Yan…
The two remained silent in the car as Shang Rong, lost in his indignant thoughts, pulled up in front of the entertainment center. Since Shang Rong had called Yang Jun earlier, he and Zhang Ming were waiting at the entrance. Seeing Shang Rong's car stop, Yang Jun quickly walked to the front and opened the passenger door. However, he was taken aback by the girl who stepped out. "Isn't that Qi Xiaoya? How did they get together? Holy crap! They're hooking up! The boss is amazing, managing to get this beauty so quietly. Sigh—" Yang Jun sighed inwardly, but aloud said courteously, "Welcome, Miss Qi.
" Qi Xiaoya barely glanced at Yang Jun, her long, beautiful legs clicking as she strode into the hotel. "Damn it, what's with the pretense? I just offered a lower price." If Yang Jun knew how much money Shang Rong had spent on Qi Xiaoya, his eyes would pop out of his head.
The group entered the hall, and Shang Rong headed towards the private room. "President Shang," Zhang Ming called out. Shang Rong knew Zhang Ming wanted to speak with him alone, so he said to Yang Jun, "Have Gao Yan go and keep Xiaoya company. I need to talk to Zhang Ming about something."
After Zhang Ming closed his office door, he saw Shang Rong sitting on the sofa, a cigarette in hand. "
Zhang Ming, my time is precious tonight. Don't bother me with trivial matters,"
Shang Rong said with a sly smile.
Zhang Ming understood his boss's meaning perfectly well. His boss was probably planning another night of revelry. He sat down opposite Shang Rong, took a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Shang Rong, saying, "Take a look at this. Just received it, express delivery."
Shang Rong only glanced at it before recognizing Zheng Gang's handwriting. It read in haste: "Old classmate, I've received the money. No need for words of thanks, since it's my money anyway. I've been very tired lately, so I want to rest for a few days. I know you haven't been idle either, so let's both calm down and think things through. I'll contact you when I've made up my mind. My advice to you is, don't mess around. You can't have what isn't yours. Don't waste your time contacting me; it won't do you any good." "You're a smart man. Give my regards to Yan Yan; I miss her terribly. And Zi Hui too; I heard she's a big boss now. I'd like to meet her sometime. Also, don't forget your promise. I dreamt about my father the other day; he complained about you, saying you only take the money and don't do anything. He doesn't want to stay in the nursing home anymore. Could you please take care of it when you have a moment? Enclosed is a receipt. You know I'm a very conscientious person."
Shang Rong looked at the letter, his hands trembling slightly. After finishing the letter, he examined the receipt several times, then took out a lighter from his pocket and burned both the letter and the receipt. Only after the papers on the ground turned to ashes did Shang Rong let out a long sigh.
"Tell me your thoughts,"
Shang Rong asked, staring at Zhang Ming.
Seeing the boss's displeasure, Zhang Ming cautiously said, "I don't think it has any real meaning; it's just a provocation, an attempt to intimidate."
Shang Rong was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "You're right. He's too lonely and doesn't want me to be idle, so he's giving me something to do."
"However... I think he's no longer in the city... If I'm not mistaken, he left after sending the letter, and his destination should be related to that woman."
Zhang Ming finished speaking and stared at the boss for his reaction.
"Did you find anything in that woman's room?"
Shang Rong asked.
"Nothing much, but I got a little information from the landlord."
"Oh! Tell me about it!"
“She Tianlang said the landlord told them that a man in his thirties had lived with that woman for over a month. The man was a small-time contractor from Jiangsu; his full name was unclear, but she had heard the woman call him Awang. Later, the woman had a complicated social life with many people, so she didn't remember much.” Upon
hearing this news, Shang Rong instantly became excited. He stood up from the sofa and said loudly, “Tell the three of them to stop doing anything for now and go to every construction site, including newly completed buildings that are still under renovation… to inquire. No matter what, find this Awang. Zheng Gang will definitely keep this woman with him. Finding this woman will lead to finding Zheng Gang.”
Zhang Ming stood up and said, "I've already made the arrangements."
Shang Rong patted Zhang Ming's shoulder, nodded, and said, "Actually, my words are superfluous. I'm too lazy to worry about this anymore. I just want the result."
After saying this, seemingly dispelling the previous dull atmosphere, she joked, "If you don't mind Gao Yan being there, then have dinner with me."
Zhang Ming smiled wryly, "I don't mind, but I'm afraid he'll feel uncomfortable. Besides, it won't affect you, will it?"
Shang Rong laughed and scolded, "Affect me in what way? Do you think I'm sexually frustrated? There's a problem: find a way to get Yang Jun away from me. I can't stand his fawning attitude towards Xiao Ya."
After saying this, the two burst into laughter.
Just as Shang Rong had guessed, Yang Jun and Gao Yan were sitting in the private room with Xiao Ya. Although Yang Jun knew that Xiao Ya was already the boss's plaything and he had no hope of getting close to her, he still casually made advances towards the girl.
Oh dear! Miss Qi, I wanted to introduce you to the boss back then, but he was always too busy. I never expected… haha… it's truly fate that brought us together from afar… You don't believe me? Ask the boss. I invited him to see your performance at least ten times, and he only came once. I never imagined that one time would lead to this…”
Yang Jun was rambling on when the door to the private room opened, and Shang Rong and Zhang Ming walked in. Yang Jun quickly stood up and said with a smile, "Boss, if you hadn't come soon, these two beauties would have been starving..."
Shang Rong interrupted him, looking at Gao Yan and saying, "Why didn't you order anything?"
Gao Yan retorted, "Who would dare order anything when you're treating?"
Shang Rong said self-deprecatingly, "I didn't expect you two to be so distant with me."
After saying that, he walked over and sat down next to Xiao Ya, then waved to Yang Jun and Zhang Ming who were standing, saying, "You two shouldn't leave either, come and eat with us." Yang Jun was about to sit down when Zhang Ming immediately interjected, "President Shang, we won't keep you company. There's still some preparation work to be done over there for the opening tonight."
Shang Rong waved his hand helplessly and said, "Never mind, I can't afford to treat you. " After Yang
Jun and Zhang Ming left, Shang Rong looked at Xiao Ya, then at Gao Yan. One was a beautiful woman, exuding allure; the other a pretty girl, pure and innocent. Xiao Ya, in particular, had taken off her coat, revealing a pristine white turtleneck shirt with sleeves reaching only to her elbows, exposing her slender, snow-white arms and slightly protruding, youthful nipples. Gao Yan, on the other hand, had her beautiful hair draped over one shoulder, highlighting her snow-white neck. Beneath her tight t-shirt were a pair of... well, let's just say... breasts. Her face was filled with a seductive charm.
"Mr. Shang, are you treating us to dinner or..."
Gao Yan's words seemed to startle Shang Rong. He reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the two women and said self-deprecatingly, "They're a feast for the eyes!"
He then called the waiter to order.
Gao Yan smiled at Xiao Ya and said, "Sister, let him be a feast for the eyes. We'll eat by ourselves and let him starve." Xiaoya
smiled faintly. She was clearly not as heavy-hearted as when she arrived, mostly because of Gao Yan. Xiaoya had long been familiar with Gao Yan; Gao Yan was straightforward, guileless, and loved to joke, so Xiaoya felt comfortable with her. If she hadn't heard about Gao Yan's ambiguous relationship with Shang Rong, they might have been even closer. Xiaoya assumed the man would be alone with her tonight, but Gao Yan's presence brought a strange sense of relief. While Shang Rong was ordering, she secretly glanced at him a few times.

Chapter 71: A Beauty's Cup
. From the moment Gao Yan entered and saw Qi Xiaoya, she knew the man was going to make a move on this young girl. Tonight, she was less about having dinner with Shang Rong and more about playing a supporting role. She and this man had been in bed together for a while now, and there were some things she might never understand. Gao Yan could still figure out a man's thoughts and intentions towards a woman. Although she felt a little awkward, she also felt a touch of schadenfreude. She thought to herself, "I'm a pretty woman, and Shang Rong has been so devoted to me. How come I'm so much less attractive than this young girl? He hasn't even touched a hair on my head yet, and he's already spent millions. Why?" Thinking this, Gao Yan glanced at Xiao Ya. Seeing the girl sitting upright, looking serious and unsmiling, she snorted inwardly. She thought, "Don't pretend. Once a man takes your virginity and lets you taste the sweetness, you'll be like a leech, sticking to him like glue." Imagining Shang Rong on top of Xiao Ya, entering her body amidst the girl's screams, Gao Yan felt a strange excitement, and a blush slowly crept onto her face.
"Xiao Yan, why are you spacing out while eating? What are you thinking about?" "
Shang Rong stared intently into Gao Yan's eyes and asked. Gao Yan was startled; would the man have seen through her little scheme? Under Shang Rong's gaze, Gao Yan's face flushed even more. She touched her burning face with one hand, trying to cover it up, saying, "What's wrong? I got dizzy after only two or three drinks today."
Then she turned to Xiao Ya, who was silently sipping her juice, and smiled, "Looks like Xiao Ya has a high alcohol tolerance; look, there's no reaction on her face at all."
Shang Rong wanted to get Xiao Ya to talk. The meal had progressed to this point, and the girl had remained silent, making the meal feel a bit dull. What annoyed him was that Gao Yan, who was usually good at creating a lively atmosphere at the table, had also become absent-minded and didn't know how to liven things up. She had confidently promised to help him the other day, but now that he had the chance, she was letting him down.
Gao Yan seemed to see through the man's mind, and a sly smile appeared on her face. She pulled Xiao Ya's arm and said with a smile, "Sister, Mr. Shang invited us to dinner, shouldn't we show our appreciation by toasting him? Should you go first or should I?" Xiaoya
glanced at Shang Rong, then turned to Gao Yan and said, "Sister Xiaoyan, I... I'll get dizzy if I drink any more."
Gao Yan persisted, "Little sister, you can't be so hesitant. How will you manage your company in the future? Don't worry, I'm here with you."
Shang Rong couldn't stand it anymore. Wasn't this a classic case of the little white rabbit and the big bad wolf? For poor Xiaoya, it was like adding a wolf in sheep's clothing. Just as Shang Rong was about to help Xiaoya out, Gao Yan stood up with her wine glass, her face flushed, and said, "President Shang, I've been with the company for so long, and to be honest, I haven't toasted you yet. Today is a private occasion, so I'll toast you to thank you for your care." "
Without waiting for Shang Rong's response, she downed her drink in one gulp.
Shang Rong was shocked. What was she saying? It seemed this woman was trying to force him into a corner. The situation looked dire. However, Shang Rong suddenly remembered Gao Yan being sexually assaulted by Director Wu, and the woman's submissive nature in bed. A wave of sadness washed over him. He realized he could give her nothing but money, and even that money was her hard-earned wealth, not a favor. In that instant, he felt guilty towards her, and a long-lost sense of humanity seemed to return, almost causing him to weep like he had at Zhang Caixia's bedside." Tears of repentance streamed down his face.
Shang Rong also stood up, picked up the wine bottle, filled a tall glass with red wine, held it in his hand for a long while in thought, and slowly said, "Xiao Yan, I should be the one thanking you. You've done so much for me..."
Shang Rong felt that he had entered a pre-designed role, and his emotions surged so much that he couldn't express them in words, so much so that his voice became hoarse. He picked up the glass and drank the wine in one gulp.
The man's behavior not only surprised Gao Yan, but also slightly surprised Xiao Ya. She didn't expect that this wolf-like man had a tender side, and even if it was an act, it was out of genuine emotion. The two of them were really treating each other with the utmost respect. A pang of sadness welled up inside her.
Gao Yan stood there, holding her glass, stunned. The man's words brought back a flood of memories, of all the men who had entered her body under various pretexts. Only this man admitted that she had given to him and remembered it… Under the influence of alcohol, Gao Yan almost burst into tears.
Just as Shang Rong was observing Gao Yan's emotional shift, Xiao Ya unexpectedly joined in, standing up with her glass in hand. In an almost sorrowful tone, she said, "Mr. Shang, you've also given so much for me, I…I…thank you…" She raised her
glass before finishing . Bo drank the wine, but because he drank too quickly, a few drops spilled onto his snow-white shirt, a shocking sight.
Shang Rong looked at it and thought, "Damn it! Why are all the women I know a bit crazy? Either they're as cold as ice, chilling me to the bone, or they're as passionate as fire, leaving me nowhere to hide.
" Seeing the man's hesitation, Xiao Ya even called out in a slightly coquettish tone, "President Shang..."
Shang Rong was so taken aback by this call that he almost slid under the table, muttering, "I'll drink, I'll drink..."
At this moment, Gao Yan seemed to have recovered from her self-pity, picked up the bottle and poured wine for the two of them, shouting, "Good things come in pairs, another drink!"
Xiao Ya, contrary to her previous silence, retorted, "Sister Xiao Yan, why aren't you in pairs..."
Gao Yan laughed, "Little thing, you dare to curse me to be unlucky, you just wait and see."
After saying that, she picked up her glass and clinked it against Shang Rong's glass with a "clang," then downed it in one gulp. Shang Rong had no choice but to drink as well. Perhaps because he drank too quickly, he felt a little dizzy after sitting down. Actually, Shang Rong could drink a little baijiu, but not red wine. Although it was easy to drink, it made him drunk very quickly. Usually, Shang Rong would only sip red wine, unlike tonight when he drank a full glass.
At this moment, Gao Yan leaned over to Xiao Ya's side, whispering something in her ear. Xiao Ya listened while occasionally glancing at the man, a faint smile on her lips, and a blush on her cheeks. What man wouldn't be attracted to such a sight? Shang Rong struggled to look away, leaning his head back in his chair, panting heavily.
It's unclear what Gao Yan said to Xiao Ya, but Xiao Ya's fair hand picked up her wine glass again, and she looked at Shang Rong with a half-smile, saying, "Mr. Shang, you and Sister Xiao Yan have already had two drinks, I want to have another one with you, otherwise... Sister Xiao Yan will laugh at me again."
Shang Rong thought to himself: Damn, alcohol is definitely indispensable for picking up girls. No wonder our ancestors were so particular about drinking with courtesans. Fine, since alcohol can mask all shame, I'll let loose today. Anyway, I'll be in the same bed with you all sooner or later.
Xiaoya, oblivious to the lewd thoughts in the man's heart, kept urging, "Mr. Shang, your alcohol tolerance isn't any lower than mine, is it? I'll drink first."
Just as she was about to drink, Shang Rong shouted, "Wait... let's get this straight! Since you've whetted my appetite for alcohol, you're not allowed to run away halfway..."
Before Shang Rong could finish, Gao Yan interrupted, "Who's afraid of who? Who knows who'll run away? Today, my sister and I will accompany you to the end."
After drinking, the result was obvious. In terms of alcohol tolerance alone, Shang Rong couldn't even handle Gao Yan, let alone Xiaoya. Under the enthusiastic persuasion of the two beauties, looking at their beautiful faces and smelling the faint fragrance of virgins and young women, Shang Rong drank one cup after another, finally happily collapsing under their skirts.

Chapter 72 Qiao Fei Loses Her Virginity (Part 1)
When Shang Rong woke up, he found himself lying on a large sofa, covered with a towel. The room was dimly lit. He couldn't remember where he was. At home? It didn't seem like it. Suddenly, he vaguely remembered Xiaoya and Gao Yan, realizing he was drunk. Where had the two beauties gone? He looked up and realized he was lying in Zhang Ming's office. Then he saw Zhang Ming fiddling with the computer; the only light in the room was coming from the computer screen.
Zhang Ming heard the noise, looked up, and saw Shang Rong was awake. He quickly came over and smiled, "Mr. Shang, you're awake. Would you like something to eat?"
Shang Rong rubbed his temples and asked groggily, "What time is it? Where are the two?"
Zhang Ming checked his watch and smiled, "It's already two in the morning. I've already taken them home. Xiaoya is staying at Gao Yan's house."
Shang Rong paused for a moment and said, "Are they alright?"
Zhang Ming said, "Gao Yan is fine, but Xiaoya is really drunk. She..."
Zhang Ming seemed to have something he couldn't say.
"Just tell me! What happened to her?"
Shang Rong stood up impatiently.
Zhang Ming smiled awkwardly and said, "Actually, it's nothing. She just said some unpleasant things when she was drunk..."
"What did she say?"
Shang Rong's ears perked up.
"She... kept insisting on finding you... Gao Yan and I tried to persuade her... that you were drunk and had already rested... but she wouldn't believe us, and in the end... she kept calling out your name... and even cursed Yang Jun... saying it was her birthday today... saying she would... give you her virginity to pay off her debt..."
Zhang Ming finally managed to stammer out the rest. Shang Rong slapped his forehead and sighed, "This girl has really lost face this time. I regret letting her drink so much. It's all because of that little vixen Gao Yan causing trouble. I didn't even know it was her birthday today. Poor girl..." Shang Rong felt a pang of regret and hurriedly said to Zhang Ming, "I'm going home. You should get some rest."
Then he left in a hurry.
Standing downstairs at Gao Yan's house, Shang Rong hesitated in his car. He wanted to go up, but he felt it wasn't the right time. Normally, no matter when, Shang Rong would open the door without hesitation, climb onto the sleeping woman, and hold her delicate body in his arms. But today, with Xiao Ya inside, it was different. It wasn't that he wanted to do anything special; he just wanted to see Xiaoya, to hold her in his arms and cherish her. After hesitating for a long time, Shang Rong took out his phone and dialed Gao Yan's number. It took a long time before he heard Gao Yan's lazy voice. "Where are you calling from? Aren't you coming over..."
After a moment of silence, Shang Rong said in a hoarse voice, "You're still awake? How's Xiaoya?"
Gao Yan chuckled softly on the other end, teasingly saying, "Xiaoya... if you come now, you can do whatever you want to her. She's been dreaming about you, isn't she? I don't know if it's deep hatred or deep love... You're the kind of person who attracts either women's love or women's hatred..."
Shang Rong lit a cigarette and said resentfully, "I'm not going to argue with you. Tomorrow, go buy her a gift in my name. Today is her birthday."
Gao Yan seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then said, "Why don't you give her one yourself? What should you give her?"
Shang Rong started the car and said, "Give her whatever she likes. You decide."
After saying that, he drove the car out of the driveway.
Gao Yan said softly, "You really not coming? If you can't bring yourself to do it, I'm here... I'm naked right now... We can do it in the bathroom... I'll spread you up..."
Before Gao Yan could finish, Shang Rong quickly hung up the phone. He was afraid that if he listened any longer, he wouldn't be able to resist going for it. At this moment, although he was still a little dizzy, his manhood had been awakened by Gao Yan's few words. Suddenly, he thought that this lustful woman wouldn't... Imagining Gao Yan naked, holding the equally naked Xiao Ya, doing the things that Zi Hui and Qiao Fei had done before, his heart pounded wildly, and his foot on the accelerator felt sore.
Qiao Fei was lying on Zhang Yan's bed wearing Zi Hui's loose pajamas, her eyes slightly closed, waiting for Zi Hui to come over. Thinking that Zi Hui would come and take off her clothes in a while, and then do those blush-inducing games with her, saying those shy words, Qiao Fei kept pulling the corner of the quilt to cover her burning face. Her body was already reacting; a warm current was surging within her vagina. Now she needed Zi Hui to guide that warm current from her vagina and release it freely from that shameful place. Of course, she also longed for Zi Hui's warm, full breasts. She anxiously awaited Zi Hui's nourishing rain. At this moment, Qiao Fei seemed impatient. She stretched out a slender finger and slowly crawled into the mud below, gently wriggling it using the method Zi Hui had taught her. Her breathing gradually intensified, and her breasts seemed to be jumping as well. The water flowing from that shameful place soaked her nightgown until a familiar, tingling sensation came over her. Qiao Fei tightly clenched her hands and curled up, letting out a long-suppressed moan: "Oh... Hui..."
Qiao Fei did not wait for Zi Hui, but instead curled up and fell asleep.
The living room was quiet, the two wall lamps still on—a habit Zhang Yan had maintained when she was home. She always left the lamps near the shoe cabinet on, afraid Shang Rong wouldn't be able to find the switches if he came home late. Remembering how good the woman had been to him, Shang Rong stood there for a moment, then went upstairs. He stood quietly in front of Zi Hui's bedroom door for a while, as if listening for any sounds inside. He placed his hand on the doorknob several times, but ultimately didn't go in. Why disturb a woman's sweet dreams for his own desires? Besides, she had to get up early tomorrow to handle the never-ending company business.
Shang Rong sighed and walked towards Zhang Yan's bedroom. Perhaps out of longing for Zhang Yan, since she had sought refuge in Beijing, Shang Rong hadn't slept in his own bedroom. He either slept with Zi Hui or alone in Zhang Yan's room. Every time he lay on Zhang Yan's bed, he felt a sense of peace, smelling the woman's lingering fragrance, and always felt that he could reach out and touch her warm, smooth body. So Shang Rong slept soundly on this bed.
The bedroom curtains were always drawn tightly, even during the day. Sometimes, Shang Rong would bring Zhang Yan into this bedroom during the day to make love, filling the room with a romantic atmosphere. In addition, the mistress of the house would suddenly have a fit of madness at any time, so the curtains that concealed their secrets were simply left hanging there all year round.
Shang Rong entered the bedroom listlessly, adjusted to the dim environment for a moment, then quickly stripped naked, threw his clothes on the carpet, collapsed onto the bed, and closed his eyes, panting heavily.
Shang Rong suddenly felt warmth emanating from beside him. In a hazy state, he seemed to feel Zhang Yan had returned to his side, but his consciousness remained somewhat clear. Zhang Yan was far away in Beijing, so it was undoubtedly Zi Hui. Shang Rong felt a surge of excitement and slowly opened his eyes, seeing a undulating figure inside. Why was this woman sleeping here today? Was she waiting for her husband? Shang Rong chuckled inwardly and, without thinking much, quietly slipped into the woman's bed. The first sensation he felt from his naked lower body was that of another naked lower body, its surface seemingly still glistening with a few drops of dew…

Chapter 73 Qiao Fei's Loss of Virginity (Part 2)
From the moment Shang Rong's lower body touched that warm, smooth lower body, he knew it wasn't familiar to him. It wasn't Zhang Yan's, nor was it Zi Hui's. It was like a horse feeling something when it put on the wrong shoes. At this moment, Shang Rong's erect penis was already inserted into the crevice of that lower body, and his hands were already embracing that tender body in his arms. He was truly unable to resist. He propped himself up on one side, peering under the covers to see the woman's face. His heart pounded wildly at the sight. It was Qiao Fei lying there.
Shang Rong seemed momentarily confused, falling back onto the bed, but his hands didn't leave the girl's body. What was going on? Gradually, the events of the morning became clearer. He had gone to Xiaolin's school, taken Xiaolin to Zi Hui's office, handed the girl over to Qiao Fei, and then forgotten about it. Zi Hui must have taken two girls home that afternoon. So, Xiaolin must be sleeping with Zi Hui now; otherwise, why would Qiao Fei be sleeping here alone?
Thinking this, Shang Rong felt the slipperiness of Qiao Fei's slit. Good heavens, had Qiao Fei and Zi Hui already made love? Otherwise, why was there so much moisture in the girl's slit? In an instant, Shang Rong's lust was overwhelming. His manhood instantly hardened, and he pressed against the girl's sensitive spot, the sensation like being thrust into the clouds. The pleasure made Shang Rong shudder. At this moment, even if someone pointed a gun at him, he wouldn't let Qiao Fei go.
In Shang Rong's subconscious, Qiao Fei was Zi Hui's woman, so naturally, little Qiao Fei belonged to him. It was like how, in the old days, the mistress's companions were all the young master's companions. Based on this classical logic, Shang Rong, driven by his desire, gently swayed, pressing against the girl's tender opening. One hand, acting on its own, landed on the girl's lower abdomen, which was bare. After lingering for a moment, it slid down, touching a few sparse hairs. His other hand carefully slipped under the girl's neck and placed on that elastic spot. Through the thin silk nightgown, he could clearly feel a small, hard bump in his palm. Was the little girl still feeling aroused in her sleep? Shang Rong gently swayed, guiding his erection towards the warmer, moister area, his hands caressing the smooth, delicate body of the girl's pure virginity, without considering what would happen if she woke up.
Qiao Fei drifted off to sleep with a deep sense of comfort, subconsciously hoping for Zi Hui's affection. Back in the bathroom, she had read the desire in Zi Hui's eyes; if Xiao Lin hadn't been there, Qiao Fei believed a joyful game would have unfolded in the bathroom.
And now, it had finally come, but strangely, the warm chest lacked its usual softness, yet its firmness was exactly what she wanted; the hands on her chest remained gentle, lightly kneading her full breasts, a wave of pleasure spreading from her chest to her lower abdomen, swirling there, and finally transforming into warm currents flowing continuously from her private parts.
But the hot, hard thing moving between her buttocks wasn't like Zi Hui's fingers; it was so thick and large. Oh… please don't break Fei'er's little hole, you promised, that place is reserved for your future husband… if it's broken… what would that be like… oh… she's about to wake up… you were too rough today… so comfortable… Fei'er wants to make you comfortable too… no… don't go in… it hurts… ah! It hurts, it hurts… ah-- Accompanied by Qiao Fei's loud groan, Shang Rong, with one hand tightly holding the girl's lower abdomen and the other grasping a tender breast, without hesitation, broke through Qiao Fei's virginity that she had guarded for twenty-three years, aided by the continuous flow of her vaginal fluid. Before the girl could utter a second cry of pain, his large hand holding her abdomen exerted force, thrusting forward, and Qiao Fei officially bid farewell to her girlhood. When the words flashed through Qiao Fei's mind, Shang Rong's penis had already entered and exited the tight cavity several times. It was truly: the beautiful voice in her ear couldn't stop her from crying out, and the light boat had already passed ten thousand mountains.

Chapter 74 Qiao Fei Loses Her Virginity (Part 2)
Now, Qiao Fei was fully awake. With such a large foreign object inside her, constantly probing, she had no choice but to wake up. She had originally planned to let herself vaguely accept Zi Hui's teasing, but the current sensation was completely different from before. The tearing pain in her lower body made her curl up, her legs pressed tightly against her stomach, like a baby in the womb. This made her vagina stick out even further, allowing the object to penetrate even deeper.
Qiao Fei didn't want to look back, nor did she dare to. Her heart was pounding wildly in her throat. She knew who was attacking her from behind; who else could it be but him? Ah! He finally got her... oh... so deep... so this is how you do it to a woman... it hurts so much... God... this... oh... Zihui... help me, help me... he's going to ruin me... Shang Rong was like a hardworking and stubborn ox, holding the petite girl in his arms and diligently working, sweat streaming down his face, dripping onto the girl's smooth, jade-like shoulders and back. He knew the girl was crying out, but to him it wasn't a cry of pain, but a clarion call urging him forward. Good heavens! This feels so good. Zi Hui, that little vixen, really knows how to enjoy herself… Strange, even after I've brought her to this point, she hasn't looked back at me once, except for her cries of pain. Maybe she already knows who I am, maybe she already knew this day would come… A smug smile appeared on Shang Rong's face. He slowed down his attacks and adjusted his position slightly. Now the girl wasn't crying out in pain like before, only letting out a few soft moans of pain when his enormous member thrust too hard. Shang Rong already had experience with two virgins, and knew that the girl's most difficult moment had passed. If he put in a little more effort, the girl might experience her first orgasm in her life. Suddenly, he thought, no, strictly speaking, she would experience her first orgasm given to her by a man. Zi Hui, that little vixen, had already made the girl's heart flutter countless times.
Shang Rong desperately wanted to see the girl's face. He gently and lightly teased her tight, sensitive spot while leaning closer. The girl's long hair covered half her face; Shang Rong tenderly parted it, revealing Qiao Fei with her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her small mouth slightly open, rapidly exhaling fragrant breaths. Looking at the girl's beautiful face, Shang Rong's desire flared again. He couldn't help but thrust a few times harder. Qiao Fei blinked a few times, letting out a few soft moans, then closed her eyes again, exhaling softly.
Shang Rong seemed to have figured it out. He stared intently at the girl, thrusting hard into her every now and then, eliciting her cries. When she fell silent, only panting, he repeated the same trick. After several repetitions, Shang Rong felt the girl's body burning hot, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy, and her vaginal opening becoming incredibly slippery. His manhood felt like a tightly gripped eel, slippery yet unable to escape its tight embrace.
Just as Shang Rong was about to push the girl and himself to climax, he heard the girl utter a sentence.
"Are you ever going to stop…"
Shang Rong almost burst out laughing. He pressed his face against the girl's cheek and whispered, "Fei'er…"
The girl kept her eyes closed and ignored him. "Fei'er…"
The girl still ignored him. Shang Rong poked her a few times without holding back, and the girl started to cry, sobbing, "If you… don't get up… I… I'll call for Zi Hui…"
Upon hearing this, Shang Rong's anger flared. Damn it, all I know is your Zi Hui. If I don't leave you with an impression today, you won't know that Old Shang has twelve eyes.
Ignoring the girl's life or death, Shang Rong used his hands to forcefully flip her over and onto the bed. Qiao Fei already had a pert butt… Without her even bending over, her buttocks were already high and rounded, making it easy for Shang Rong to find the entrance he had just entered. He immediately began to thrust into her fiercely. Qiao Fei, having just been deflowered, couldn't bear this treatment. She no longer cared about being shy, twisting her body and hitting Shang Rong from behind with her small hands, screaming and crying at the top of her lungs. "
Oh... let me go... it hurts so much... ah... ah... you bad guy... please... please..."
Just as the two were struggling desperately, the bedroom light suddenly turned on. The girl, her face buried in the pillow, seemed oblivious, still screaming frantically. Shang Rong, however, could see clearly... Under the bright lights, who else could it be but Zi Hui, the beautiful woman glaring at him with a reproachful expression?
Qiao Fei stopped shouting, because the thing behind her had stopped moving, as if it had gone out. She lay sprawled on the bed like a broken body, her two snow-white buttocks stained with fresh red spots. The whole room was a mess, indescribably obscene and decadent.
Zi Hui looked at the girl on the bed, then at the man slowly getting out of bed, unsure of how to react, and just stood there dumbfounded. Shang Rong reacted much faster than her. The moment he saw Zi Hui, he made a decision: capture the leader first, and absolutely not show any sign of guilt. The first drumbeat
rouses the spirit, the second weakens it, and the third exhausts it. Just as Zi Hui was watching Shang Rong walk towards her, she was still fantasizing that he must feel guilty and was about to kneel down to her again. But then she felt something was wrong. His expression was off. His face showed no remorse whatsoever, but rather a fierce look. She had only ever seen him like that when they were intimate... Oh no... Zi Hui knew what he was going to do next. In just a moment, she was lifted up and placed face down on Qiao Fei's sweaty back. Her thin nightgown was pulled up high to her waist, revealing no underwear, only a plump, round bottom.
“Rong, don’t…please…wait a moment…I…give it to you…Qiao Fei…oh…”
Before Zi Hui could finish speaking, Shang Rong’s hard object, still covered in Qiao Fei’s virginity and vaginal fluid, expertly reached the woman’s heart.

Chapter 76 Remote Confrontation
On the very night that Shang Rong was passionately entwined with two women, Zheng Gang and Ai Hua quietly arrived at the woman’s hometown in northern Jiangsu under the cover of dusk—a small mountain village more than 80 kilometers from the county seat and more than 20 kilometers from the town.
Ai Hua took the man’s arm and walked along the path leading to the village. On both sides of the path were fields, and in front of them was a dark mountain range, which looked like a huge monster in the night. It was unusually quiet all around, with only the sound of the wind blowing through the fields.
The closer they got to home, the faster Ai Hua’s heart beat. It had been more than four years since she left. She wondered how things were at home, whether her parents were in good health. Especially her mother, who had always been frail and sickly, she wondered how she was now. "How are you? And what about my older sister and younger sister…?"
Aihua couldn't help but recall the scene four years ago when she left the village to work elsewhere. It was a drizzly morning. After walking quite a distance, Aihua suddenly couldn't help but look back. She saw her younger sister and mother still standing at the village entrance. Her mother was waving at her while wiping her eyes with her apron. Thinking of this, Aihua's eyes welled up with tears, and she felt waves of shame. What had she done all these years? She left with a clean and innocent body, and returned as a withered and broken woman. Only one thing remained unchanged: she left penniless and returned still destitute and penniless. No, it wasn't that she had nothing at all; she had a man by her side now, a criminal wanted by the police. What would the future hold?
A few lights flickered sporadically on the distant hillside. Aihua suddenly became excited, gripping Zheng Gang's arm tightly, and exclaimed, "Gang, look! We're here! The one with the light on at the very top is my house!" Zheng
Gang followed Ai Hua's finger and saw a few lights flickering like will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness. Who knew which one led to the woman's house? However, Zheng Gang's feelings were quite different from Ai Hua's. In this unfamiliar place, he didn't feel tense at all; on the contrary, he felt relaxed all over, as if the danger was receding with each step he took. "Shang Rong! Just you wait! You'd never dream I was here. Go ahead and cause trouble in the city. Once I've had enough rest, I'll play with you slowly. Even if I don't kill you, I'll make sure your family is ruined."
Climbing a gentle slope and passing several farmhouses, he arrived at Ai Hua's house. In front of the door. Aihua's house was better than Zheng Gang had imagined, not as dilapidated as Aihua had described on the way. At least it looked quite spacious, a typical two-story brick house common in rural areas. When the two reached the open space in front of the door, they saw dim light shining through the slightly ajar door. At the same time, with a sharp bark, a large black dog rushed out from somewhere, standing in front of them and barking. Zheng Gang was so frightened that he hid behind the woman. Aihua smiled and scolded him in a language Zheng Gang couldn't understand. The dog, whether recognizing Aihua or understanding her words, whimpered a few times and wagged its tail before walking away.
"This is my dog, named Wusong. My brother named him that." "
Just then, a man came out of the door. Because the lamp was behind him, his face couldn't be seen clearly, but the man's old voice mumbled a few words, and then he called into the house. Instantly, four people of different ages came out of the house. A girl ran out and grabbed Aihua's hand, talking incessantly. Zheng Gang judged that this girl was probably Aihua's younger sister, who was in high school; the hunched-back woman was probably Aihua's mother; and the young woman holding a child was probably Aihua's sister-in-law. Aihua had introduced these family members in detail on the way.
At this moment, it seemed that Aihua mentioned Zheng Gang, and the whole family turned to look at him. Aihua's father muttered a few words to him, and Aihua said in Mandarin, 'Dad, you speak in a dialect that people can't understand. Come on, let's go back inside.'" "
Upon coming into the light, Zheng Gang glanced around at the family. The man he'd just seen, Ai Hua's father, was a thin, frail old man in his sixties or seventies, while Ai Hua's mother looked even more haggard, appearing to be more than ten years older than her father. Only when he saw her younger sister and sister-in-law did Zheng Gang's eyes light up. Ai Hua's younger sister looked very much like her older sister, but she possessed a youthful, innocent charm that her sister lacked. Her sister-in-law, on the other hand, was a standard beautiful village girl. Zheng Gang hadn't expected such an outstanding woman to exist in this remote, impoverished place; the allure in her eyes was almost comparable to his ex-wife, Zhang Yan. Ai Hua's brother, who worked in a coal mine in Shanxi, was truly fortunate. But wasn't he afraid of having such a delicate young woman abducted if he left her at home all year round?
Just as Zheng Gang was lost in thought, Ai Hua's father, speaking in broken Mandarin, said to the man who claimed to be his son-in-law, 'Ai Hua's sister sent word the day before yesterday that you were arriving today. The whole family has been looking for you at the village entrance several times since this morning. Why are you only arriving now that it's dark?'" Just as Zheng Gang was about to speak, the old woman continued, "
The dishes were already prepared. We'll eat them once his mother heats them up."
Zheng Gang smiled but didn't say anything. Ai Hua had already opened the package she had brought back and was taking out gifts to distribute to everyone, which brought laughter to the whole family. Especially Ai Hua's little sister, who was holding up a new dress while stealing glances at Zheng Gang. She would shyly look away when her eyes met his.
The dishes on the table were plentiful, mostly rustic country fare, but Zheng Gang ate with great relish. Firstly, he was genuinely hungry, and secondly, he hadn't had a proper meal in days of fear and anxiety on the road. Now, relaxed, his appetite returned. He even enthusiastically sampled the homemade wine brewed by Ai Hua's father, and in his enjoyment, he truly felt like he was home. The only difference was that Zheng Gang kept glancing at Ai Hua's sister-in-law and younger sister. Finally, the reunion dinner ended as night deepened and the moon rose high in the sky. Although Zheng Gang slept alone in a small room upstairs, being new to the area, he didn't dare to be arrogant. So, he kissed Ai Hua a few times and then let her leave.
Lying in bed, Zheng Gang couldn't fall asleep for a long time. It wasn't that he had anything on his mind; in fact, Zheng Gang was in a good mood. Since escaping from prison, he had lived a life of constant fear and uncertainty, and now he finally had a safe haven. Zheng Gang and Ai Hua had already discussed it on the way. They would only stop at Ai Hua's parents' house for a short rest, and then the two of them would go to a town more than 20 kilometers away to open a barbershop. According to Ai Hua, although they currently had about 100,000 yuan, who knew when Zheng Gang would receive the money? They couldn't just sit around and do nothing! Zheng Gang also thought Ai Hua's words made sense; for the first time in his life, he had listened to the advice of a prostitute. So, before returning to Ai Hua's parents' house, they first met with Ai Hua's sister and her brother-in-law, who worked as a cook in the town government canteen, in town. They had already entrusted them to find a place for her, and they would be notified once they had any news. Of course, these miscellaneous matters would naturally be taken care of by the woman later. What he needed to worry about was Shang Rong and that sum of money. He had to plan carefully. In any case, he couldn't let his old classmate live a comfortable life. In some nameless corner of this world, he, Zheng Gang, would remotely control Shang Rong to fight for control of that huge sum of money. Judging from the current situation, he had the upper hand over Shang Rong. First, he was in the shadows, while Shang Rong was in the open. Second, as long as he had food and shelter, he wasn't in a hurry, while Shang Rong was constantly on the verge of collapse if he couldn't find him. Zheng Gang was like a sword hanging over Shang Rong's head, ready to fall at any moment while he was dreaming.
Thinking of this, a smile spread across Zheng Gang's face. When he thought of Ai Hua's younger sister attending the town's middle school, and how he would see her every day, his smile deepened… He almost forgot about his beautiful sister-in-law, who would be helping out at Ai Hua's shop… Lost in thought, the fugitive Zheng Gang fell happily asleep in a farmer's bed in a small mountain village whose exact location he didn't even know.

Chapter 77
Still Not Quite Satisfied It was past ten in the morning. Shang Rong gradually woke up from the hangover and frenzy of the previous night. He squinted at his side; Zi Hui was gone. Perhaps ashamed to see the three of them lying in bed together, she had gone to the office early. Recalling the woman's irresistible allure after he had brought her to multiple climaxes the night before, Shang Rong smiled smugly. Only Qiao Fei was curled up beside him, fast asleep. The blankets were somewhere else, and her nightgown was pulled up to her waist, leaving her completely naked from the waist down, still bearing the marks of the night's passion. Looking at the girl's nearly naked body and her luscious, red petals, Shang Rong's desire was rekindled. He couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the girl's buttocks.
Perhaps her body, newly awakened by love, was particularly sensitive. Although Shang Rong was very careful, the girl was still startled awake, letting out a soft moan. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw the man staring at her. The scenes from last night flashed through her mind instantly, a wave of shame washing over her. The girl let out a soft cry and tried to turn away, but Shang Rong wouldn't let her escape. With a slight pull, she fell into his arms. Qiao Fei twisted and struggled symbolically for a moment before becoming still; after last night's ordeal, she was still incredibly exhausted.
Shang Rong held Qiao Fei's slender waist, pulling her up slightly so that her head rested comfortably on his shoulder, her beautiful face right before him. "
Fei'er..."
he called softly. This time, the girl stirred. She turned and pressed her entire body against Shang Rong, burying her face in his shoulder, her voice trembling with sobs, "What am I going to do... I... I don't want to live anymore... You bad guy... You're all bullying me..."
Then she truly began to sob.
A strange smile crept onto Shang Rong's lips. Did this little thing think she'd been cuckolded by her sister Zi Hui, and still want to remain chaste for her fake husband? He reached down and gently patted the girl's pert buttocks while whispering in her ear, "Silly girl, you're truly a woman now. Our little Fei'er has her own man."
Qiao Fei, hearing the man's words, sobbed and wriggled her body in a coquettish manner, making Shang Rong groan with pleasure. His *Southern Bangguo* dangled beneath Qiao Fei's buttocks, seemingly ready to stir again. But he knew that before resolving the girl's inner conflict, a second round was impossible. He needed time to slowly erase the mark that Zi Hui had left on the girl. Fortunately, their affair hadn't lasted long, and the girl wasn't deeply involved. Once her inner conflict was resolved, with her sensitive and alluring body, she might be even more wild in bed than Zi Hui and Zhang Yan.
Just as Shang Rong was contemplating this, his phone rang. He released the girl and got out of bed naked. The clothes he had carelessly thrown on the floor last night had been neatly gathered up and hung on the hanger by Zi Hui. He took out his phone from his pocket, turned around and saw Qiao Fei staring at his crotch with squinting eyes. He deliberately twitched his penis a few times. When Qiao Fei realized her voyeurism had been discovered, she let out a cry and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.
Shang Rong chuckled mischievously, picked up his phone and saw it was Zi Hui calling. Before she could speak, he teased, "Baby, why did you run off without a word this morning? I'm so horny now."
Zi Hui replied sarcastically, "To make room for you two, couldn't she take care of you?"
"This little thing can't take this much. Why don't you come back now, and we can..."
Zi Hui interrupted him before he could finish his lewd words, "Oh! You're already feeling sorry for me? You think I'm made of iron, letting me do whatever I want..."
Shang Rong dared not continue. The woman's jealousy was always on her lips, ready to be taken at any moment, regardless of who the other person was.
"Alright, I'm not going to waste any more time with you," Zi Hui continued when the man fell silent. "There was a call in the office this morning, it was for you. He said he was from Shanghai, his surname was Sun, and he wanted you to come to room 1506 of the Hyde Hotel at 8 pm tonight." From
Shanghai, surnamed Sun? Sun Xiaoning! Shang Rong was stunned for a moment. How did he get here? Why didn't he call me directly, but instead called Zi Hui? He had spoken to Xiao Yu on the phone the day before yesterday, and Xiao Yu hadn't mentioned that her brother was coming. Then he thought, it's good that he's here, I do need his help with some things, and I can also get his opinion..." "
Hey...did you hear me...you're crazy..."
Zi Hui cursed and hung up the phone.
Qiao Fei, feeling suffocated under the covers, peeked out when the man remained silent for a while after finishing his phone call. She saw him standing there naked, looking dazed, his manhood limp and hanging down. Suppressing her embarrassment, she said coquettishly, "Go out first, I need to get dressed..."
Shang Rong, seeing the girl's flushed face peeking out from under the covers, had a sudden impulse. He temporarily put aside his thoughts of Sun Xiaoning, darted back to bed, pulled back the covers, and burrowed in, eliciting a scream from the girl. Shang Rong mumbled something as he buried his head under the covers. "
Good Fei'er... let your big brother see... is it broken?"
The girl twisted her body, squeezed her legs together, and cried out, "No... don't..."
It was almost noon when Shang Rong told Qiao Fei to stay home and rest. After all, it was her first time, and she needed a buffer period, both physically and mentally. So, after tenderly comforting the girl, he went downstairs. He immediately saw Xiao Lin lying on the sofa reading a book. When she saw him come down, her bright black eyes stared at him. Shang Rong felt guilty and actually felt uncomfortable being stared at by the little girl. He could only make small talk and said, "Xiao Lin is here. Your big brother came back late last night. I didn't know you were home. Have you eaten?"
Shang Rong's abrupt and nonsensical words left the girl speechless, so she could only continue staring at him. "Damn it, why is this girl acting so strangely, staring at me like that?" Fortunately, Aunt Yang came in at the right moment and asked solicitously, "Would you like breakfast, sir?"
Shang Rong thought to himself, "Breakfast? What's breakfast? What time is it?" But he replied, "No, you can get them some food."
He then pointed to Xiao Lin, and of course, also to Qiao Fei in the upstairs bedroom. Just as Shang Rong opened the door to leave, he heard the girl loudly say, "Goodbye, big brother..."
Up to this point, Shang Rong hadn't dared to call Zhang Ming because he knew that in many major cases, after reaching a dead end and almost becoming cold cases, the police would use wiretapping of criminals or suspects to break through the impasse. In Zheng Gang's embezzlement case, he was Qi Shundong's main suspect, and he didn't believe the cunning Qi Shundong wouldn't use tricks on him. He just didn't know where this old fox had placed the traps and bait.
Thinking about meeting Sun Xiaoning that evening, Shang Rong felt a sudden surge of nervousness. His last meeting in Shanghai had left him feeling uneasy; he always felt it was best to keep his distance from someone like Sun Xiaoning, as once you got involved, you might never be able to shake him off—whether it was a blessing or a curse was up to fate. Fortunately, he had Xiaoyu's connection. Shang Rong's impression from their last meeting was that while Sun Xiaoning might be ruthless, he was still very protective of his sister; otherwise, he wouldn't have met someone so distant. Therefore, despite his nervousness, Shang Rong was confident that Sun Xiaoning wouldn't harm his future brother-in-law. But just to be on the safe side, Shang Rong still called Xiaoyu, intending to sound her out and, incidentally, to make a small talk with the beautiful woman over the phone.
After a few teasing words that made his lover, thousands of miles away, blush and her heart race, he slowly asked, "Xiaoyu, what do you think of your brother's visit this time..."
Before Shang Rong could finish, Xiaoyu cried out in a coquettish voice, "Oh... You've asked a thousand times! How would I know anything about him? He doesn't report to me. What are you afraid of? He's not going to eat you."
She paused for a moment but still answered the man's question honestly. "
I think it's probably business. He just wants to know about you. Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore. Someone next to me is eager to talk to you and is almost crying."
Then came Zhang Yan's voice, who only managed to call out "Brother..." before
bursting into tears.
Shang Rong quickly comforted her, "Yan Yan, why are you crying? Didn't I tell you I'd come see you once things calm down? We'll have plenty of time together in the future. Don't say anything more, someone might be eavesdropping on our call."
Shang Rong was in a hurry to hang up, he was really afraid that his phone call might be overheard. Although Zhang Yan's matter wasn't a big deal, if Qi Shundong caught her red-handed, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble. Zhang Yan ignored him and continued to cling to the man, asking in a coquettish voice, "Do you want me...?"
Shang Rong said helplessly, "Yes, yes, I'm hard every day thinking about it..."
Zhang Yan said coquettishly, "You're so annoying... I don't believe you..." She
hesitated for a moment and then whispered, "What does Sister Zi Hui do... Doesn't she have a... mouth..."
Upon hearing this, Shang Rong's crotch really got hard, so he simply stopped the car on the side of the road and teased, "Your Sister Zi Hui's little mouth is no match for Yan Yan's. She lacks training, and you don't even pass on your experience to her. You can suck me until I'm watching live every time, but your Sister Zi Hui can't do that. So, do you want me now... I'm hard right now..."
Zhang Yan seemed to get excited as well, and panting could be heard through the phone. "
You're so annoying..."
She seemed to calm herself down before continuing, "You bad boy... Aren't you afraid of being overheard saying these things..."
She paused for a moment. "
Brother, I really miss you... Please come see us soon..."
Zhang Yan used the word "we," indicating that her feelings mirrored Xiao Yu's. Thinking of the two beauties alone in Beijing, Shang Rong felt a pang of anxiety. "Fuck you, Zheng Gang! Fuck you, Qi Shundong! You two bastards have made my wife and I live apart, unable to find peace!" After mentally cursing Zheng Gang and Qi Shundong's mother, Shang Rong floored the gas pedal and drove towards the entertainment center.

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