Qingming College Chapter 1-4

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Chapter 1
The sunlight had been streaming in through the window for quite some time when I finally groggily opened my eyes, let out a big yawn, and picked up my phone from beside my pillow to check the time.
"Oh no!"
It was already ten o'clock! I hurriedly threw off the covers, sat up, slipped on my slippers, and went to the bathroom mirror. In the mirror was a somewhat handsome face, but my dull eyes made me look tired. I looked about nineteen years old, still with a touch of youthful naiveté. I had a little extra fat on my stomach, clearly indicating an irregular sleep schedule and little exercise. I looked rather listless.
After a quick wash, I felt more refreshed and looked like a sophomore.
My name is Chen Xiao, a sophomore at Qingming Academy. I'm 1.74 meters tall, and my looks are just average. In other places, a guy like me wouldn't have much trouble finding an ordinary girl as a girlfriend, but in a place like Qingming Academy, where handsome men and beautiful women abound, I'm just an inconspicuous presence.
Li Luyou, Luo Suohui, Bai Yishan, and I have lived in the same dorm since our freshman year. We've always had a great relationship and are very good friends.
I glanced at a photo on the table. The photo showed a very beautiful girl, whose beauty could only be described as breathtaking. A white dress accentuated her ethereal elegance, and her figure was perfectly graceful; every part of her was beautiful. This girl's name was Zhao Qingshi. She was the most beautiful girl in our class and the most beautiful girl in our department. From the first day I entered Qingming Academy, I fell in love with her. However, Zhao Qingshi was the daughter of the mayor of Hengjun City, where Qingming Academy was located. She was also an excellent student, and naturally, such a girl was incredibly proud. It was impossible for her to be interested in a guy like me, so I never had the courage to pursue this perfect girl.
Today was supposed to be a day off. According to my usual habit, I should have slept through the day in the dorm. But today was Zhao Qingshi's nineteenth birthday. Zhao Qingshi was holding a birthday party at her house and invited all the classmates to attend. I was naturally on the invitation list, and I almost overslept.
Because Zhao Qingshi's home is a bit far from Qingming College, and my three roommates bought a car as soon as they entered the school, I arranged with Li Luyou to hitch a ride to Zhao Qingshi's birthday party today.
I turned and left the room to set off. I agreed to meet Li Luyou at the school gate. Even before I reached the gate, I saw two figures already waiting. The taller and more handsome one on the left was my good friend and roommate, Li Luyou. Next to Li Luyou was his girlfriend, An Zhishui, a beautiful girl with long legs and a graceful figure. She was our class monitor and one of the two most beautiful girls in our class, along with Zhao Qingshi. She had long hair tied in a ponytail, wore a white t-shirt and a pleated skirt, and her fair legs were clad in canvas shoes. Standing gracefully next to Li Luyou, she was a pleasing sight to behold.
Although I arrived a little late, and I didn't know how long Li Luyou and An Zhishui had been waiting, Li Luyou and I are very close, so she wasn't angry at all. When she saw me, she said, "No wonder you're going to your crush's birthday party, you took quite a while to get ready."
Although my crush on Zhao Qingshi wasn't public, my three roommates all knew, so I chimed in, "If I had known that Class Monitor An was also waiting here, I wouldn't have dared to be late even if you gave me three lives."
An Zhishui blushed and said, "I wasn't waiting for you. I just happened to run into Li Luyou at the school gate this morning."
Seeing An Zhishui's usual rosy cheeks, I knew what had happened yesterday, and said, "I thought you two got up in the same bed this morning, didn't you, Li Luyou?"
Luo Suohui and Bai Yishan are often not in the dorm, but Li Luyou didn't return to the dorm last night either, and this morning he was with his girlfriend An Zhishui. I could guess what had happened yesterday.
"No, no," Li Luyou said, but a smug smile crept across his face. Just as I suspected, he had definitely slept in the same bed with An Zhishui last night, taking the first time of our beautiful class monitor's virginity.
An Zhishui, both shy and angry, reached out to pinch Li Luyou's waist, but Li Luyou brazenly pulled her closer. An Zhishui resisted slightly but then obediently let Li Luyou's large hand encircle her slender waist. The girl's body was incredibly soft, and she leaned her delicate frame against Li Luyou, her face flushed.
The two flirted and teased each other in front of me, with An Zhishui letting her boyfriend take liberties with her. Perhaps because it was at the school gate, Li Luyou's actions weren't too excessive.
An Zhishui was the heiress of the An Group; her father, An Shi, was a figure who had dominated the business world for decades, never falling out of the top ten on the rich list. Although Li Luyou's family is well-off—his father, Li Xuejiu, works at the National Academy of Sciences and is a top scientist—it's still far inferior to An Zhishui's family.
Despite the vast difference in their family backgrounds, Li Luyou is tall, handsome, and incredibly hardworking, the top student in our class. Everyone needs his help with exams, and his good personality makes him the most popular guy in our dorm, admired by many girls.
Actually, I've always had a crush on An Zhishui; after all, she's a rare beauty. I've always secretly admired this vibrant classmate, but she's Li Luyou's girlfriend, and I know a rich girl like An Zhishui wouldn't be interested in a guy like me. I only harbored a slight longing for her.
Now, seeing Li Luyou holding An Zhishui, and remembering how this class beauty, no less stunning than Zhao Qingshi, blossomed beneath him last night, I felt a pang of envy and jealousy towards my roommate, Li Luyou.
Because it was at the school gate, Li Luyou and An Zhishui didn't do anything further. So everyone got in the car and headed to Zhao Qingshi's house. About half an hour later, we arrived at Zhao Qingshi's house.
This was my first time visiting Zhao Qingshi's house. Although I knew that Zhao Qingshi's father was the mayor of Hengjun City, and their house must be quite large, I was still shocked when I saw this villa that seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see. In front of the villa was an even larger lawn, and a red carpet was laid between the gate and the villa.
I truly realized the distance between social classes. Hengjun City is the most economically developed city in the country, second only to Beijing, the political center. Land in Hengjun City is incredibly valuable; ordinary families would struggle to afford even a few square meters of housing here, even if they poured all their savings into it. Yet, Zhao Qingshi's family owned a house in this city that was practically an estate.
The area occupied by even a small tree in this villa is probably more than I, an ordinary student at Qingming Academy, could afford in a lifetime. The three of us got out of the car, and Li Luyou immediately took An Zhishui's hand. They were already boyfriend and girlfriend, so holding hands was perfectly normal. Perhaps because their relationship had taken a significant step forward last night, even a simple hand-holding today filled An Zhishui's pretty face with a faint blush.
Before we even entered the villa, two people came to greet us. The boy on the left was one of my roommates, Luo Suohui. Luo Suohui was rather handsome, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and had a somewhat scholarly air. However, this was all just a facade. Those who knew him knew that Luo Suohui spent all his time playing video games. If it weren't for his father, Luo Batian, being the vice mayor of Hengjun City, where Qingming Academy was located, and relying on his father's power, Luo Suohui wouldn't have been able to get into Qingming Academy.
Beside Rosso was a very sexy girl with large eyes. She wore a white silk top that made her skin look like snow, like a Snow White. She wore black denim shorts that hugged her pert buttocks, and her figure was very tall. Her full breasts stood out prominently, making her waist appear even more slender. She exuded an elegant and sexy aura, making one want to pull her into their arms and caress her alluring curves. This girl was named Ning Yingxue, the most beautiful girl in the law department. Because she was Rosso's girlfriend, he brought her to Zhao Qingshi's birthday party.
"You two are finally here! I've been waiting for you for ages," Rosso said with a laugh, punching me and Li Luyou in the chest.
"What, your girlfriend is right here, and you still miss us two buddies so much?" I joked.
"Hmph, don't even mention it. I just told her about Yasuo, and she thought it was a sneaker brand. These women only care about clothes and shoes," Rosso said.
Hearing her boyfriend say that about her, Ning Yingxue smiled awkwardly and said apologetically, "Alright, now that you guys are here, you can talk about games."
Seeing Ning Yingxue being scolded by Luo Suohui and still feeling apologetic, I couldn't help but feel confused. It's perfectly normal for a pretty girl like Ning Yingxue to like clothes and cosmetics, and it's also common for her not to know much about games. Countless guys pursued her, yet she chose to be with Luo Suohui, this clueless guy. Maybe she was attracted to his background.
"You're the same; all you know is games, and you have the nerve to criticize others? If Xue'er told you 'Gucci,' 'Dior,' 'Amani,' 'LV,' would you know what they are?" An Zhishui rattled off several luxury brands. She and Ning Yingxue were good friends, and seeing her best friend being scolded by Luo Suohui, this pampered young lady was indignant.
"I don't believe any guy has ever heard of this stuff," Rossohui retorted. "Li Luyou, do you even know it? I bet even your boyfriend, An Zhishui, doesn't know it either."
Li Luyou, showing no respect for his roommate in front of his girlfriend, replied, "Gucci is an Italian brand, always known for its high-end, luxurious..."
"Alright, alright, stop it. Li Luyou, you've completely fallen from grace since you got a girlfriend, becoming just as bourgeois as that white-haired guy. Chen Xiao, do you even know this stuff?" Rossohui still wouldn't admit defeat.
"I've heard a little bit, a little bit," I chuckled, avoiding a heated argument, then changed the subject, saying, "Where's that white-haired guy? Hasn't he arrived yet?"
"That white-haired guy is driving me crazy right now. You'll see when you get to your room. I'll take you in first."
Rossohui finished speaking and turned to lead the way. Ning Yingxue carefully tugged at Rossohui's sleeve, following behind him, while Li Luyou, holding An Zhishui's hand, walked beside him.
I followed behind them. It was hard to say which of Luo Suohui and Li Luyou was better, but in terms of their attitudes towards their girlfriends, the two were worlds apart. Li Luyou practically spoiled An Zhishui to the bone, while Luo Suohui was indifferent to Ning Yingxue. Perhaps one day Ning Yingxue would lose patience with Luo Suohui. The
five of us went into a room where a boy, about our age, was sitting. He had blond hair, with a small tuft of white hair in the front. This was my last roommate, Bai Yishan, nicknamed White Hair.
When Luo Suohui first entered the dormitory as a freshman, the first thing he did was give Bai Yishan the nickname White Hair. Although Bai Yishan was always unhappy with his nickname, over time, no one really called him by his real name anymore.
Bai Mao was a wealthy young master; his father was the CEO of Yunsi Group, the largest company in the city. Bai Mao spent money like water at school, excelling at everything except studying. He was a pro at games, sports, and racing, making him very popular with girls. If he weren't less handsome than Li Luyou, Li Luyou's status as the class heartthrob would probably be in jeopardy. He was also quite a womanizer, often simultaneously dating several beautiful girls.
However, today Bai Yishan kept his left hand on his face. Seeing us approach, he immediately stood up to greet us, but his hand remained on his face. Just as we were starting to wonder about Bai Yishan's behavior, Luo Suohui suddenly and unexpectedly pulled Bai Yishan's left hand down.
I then understood why Bai Yishan was acting strangely today, keeping his hand on his face. There was a bright red handprint on Bai Yishan's handsome face, clearly indicating that whoever slapped him must have been filled with anger.
The handprint on Bai Yishan's face was suddenly exposed to us. He usually gave the impression of a charming and wealthy young master, always radiant, but this handprint completely overturned his usual image. Luo Suohui and Ning Yingxue probably already knew, and they handled it well. Li Luyou, An Zhishui, and I burst out laughing, especially An Zhishui, the young lady. She usually disliked Bai Yishan's womanizing ways, and now she was laughing so hard her stomach was about to burst.
Bai Mao, seeing us all laughing, said helplessly, "What's so funny? It's just a slap."
I asked, "Who dared to hit you, Young Master Bai? Are they crazy?"
Bai Mao didn't answer, but Luo Suohui answered for him, "Hahaha, Bai Mao is too much of a womanizer. His girlfriends got jealous and started hitting him."
I asked, "Really? I think Bai Mao's girlfriends usually get along quite well. Why would they fight?"
Bai Mao said, "Don't listen to Luo Suohui's nonsense. I recently started dating a girl from the law department. She's very cold, and I haven't let her know about other women yet. But who knew she was also at Zhao Qingshi's birthday party today? She bumped into me and Zhang Yiyu together, and that's how this happened."
Zhang Yiyu is a girl from the foreign languages department, as beautiful as a little fairy. She's Bai Mao's first girlfriend, so we're all quite familiar with her, and she's also the girlfriend with whom Bai Mao has the deepest relationship.
“Serves you right, you philandering men deserve to be beaten.” An Zhishui said, “Li Luyou, if you ever dare to find another girlfriend, I’ll beat you to death.”
Li Luyou quickly hugged his girlfriend to prevent this jealous little pot from taking the heat off him, and quickly said, “I wouldn’t dare, my heart will only ever belong to you, Shuishui.”
“Tch…” Luo Suohui and I simultaneously scoffed.
“Where did Yuyu go? She wasn’t beaten, was she?” An Zhishui didn’t forget to care about her sister.
Ning Yingxue answered for Bai Mao, “Yuyu wasn’t beaten, she was scolded a few times, and felt wronged so she went home first.”
An Zhishui was relieved and said happily, “That’s good, it’s good that Yuyu is alright, Bai Mao deserved to be beaten.”
After An Zhishui finished speaking, she raised her eyebrows provocatively.
Bai Mao immediately exploded, angrily saying, "Class Monitor An, I'm your classmate! Is it necessary to be so happy to see a classmate get beaten up?"
On the surface, Bai Mao is a playboy, but those who know him well know he has a generous and magnanimous side. Otherwise, we wouldn't be allowed to call him Bai Mao so casually. However, this young master and Miss An Zhishui are natural enemies; they almost always argue whenever they meet.
An Zhishui made a face at Bai Mao, preparing to retaliate. This usually elegant and noble young lady's playful expression had a rare and unusual charm.
Seeing his girlfriend and roommate about to start arguing again, Li Luyou sighed and stopped them, "Alright, the banquet should be starting. Let's go out. What about you, Bai Mao?"
Bai Mao glared at Li Luyou and said, "How can I go out like this? I'll just stay in this room."
Chapter Two:
We left the room and went to the living room. Almost all the guests had arrived. Our classmates were grouped together, while the rest of the room was packed with guests from Hengjun City's high society.
Today was Zhao Qingshi's birthday banquet, and also a political event for the Zhao family. Almost all of Hengjun City's elite were invited. Countless people I didn't recognize were moving about in glamorous gowns, among whom several graceful figures particularly caught my eye.
I spotted Zhao Qingshi from afar. Undoubtedly, even though there were many beautiful women among the guests, Zhao Qingshi was still the most stunning sight.
Completely different from her usual attire, Zhao Qingshi wore a white dress that perfectly accentuated her figure, looking like a celestial being descended to earth, ethereal and refined. The flowing hem revealed a different kind of alluring charm, and her exquisitely beautiful face made her the focus of the entire room, attracting the attention of all the male guests. Even the women looked at her with different expressions—some with envy, others with jealousy.
"Shi'er looks so beautiful today." Even An Zhishui, who is usually on par with Zhao Qingshi and is also one of the most beautiful girls in our class, couldn't help but exclaim.
Besides Zhao Qingshi being the focus of everyone's attention, there was another person who was also tightly surrounded by a group of people. That was Zhao Qingshi's father, Zhao Shi, the mayor of Hengjun City. This banquet was not only Zhao Qingshi's birthday party, but also carried the responsibility of Zhao Shi's political connections.
Zhao Shi had obviously drunk quite a bit of alcohol. His face was flushed, and although he was originally dressed in a suit and tie, his clothes were now somewhat disheveled, the top button was undone, and his tie was slightly crooked. Even so, surrounded by people, he still exuded an air of authority.
At this moment, a man gracefully approached Zhao Qingshi from the crowd and said, "Miss Zhao, you are so beautiful. Could you give me a chance to pursue you?"
This man appeared to be from a wealthy family; although young, he wore expensive clothes, and his confident smile suggested his background was no less impressive than Zhao Qingshi's. Many guests present praised Zhao Qingshi's beauty, but he was the only one so confidently expressing his affection directly.
I asked Luo Suohui, "Who is this man?"
Knowing my crush on Zhao Qingshi, Luo Suohui inquired about the man pursuing her and replied, "He's from Tiandu City. I only know his surname is Wang, nothing more."
"Does Zhao Qingshi have any acquaintances in Beijing?" I asked curiously.
"You wouldn't believe it, would you? In politics, there are no acquaintances, only alliances. This banquet is essentially the Zhao family searching for allies," Luo Suohui continued. "I heard that Zhao Qingshi's father, Zhao Shi, plans to use her to get close to a powerful figure in the capital, so he invited many young men to attend, intending to choose one of them as Zhao Qingshi's fiancé."
Hearing this, I felt an unavoidable sense of loss. For a girl like Zhao Qingshi, her man could only come from a family of higher status than her. Although I knew from the beginning that the gap between Zhao Qingshi and me was insurmountable, at this moment, I still felt a pang of resentment towards my own powerlessness.
Luo Suohui, oblivious to my disappointment, continued, "Why did my old man send me to Qingming Academy? He hoped I could win Zhao Qingshi's heart there, so our two families could join forces and Hengjun City would be ours. But the Zhao family doesn't even look down on us, and I don't think there's any man in Hengjun City that Zhao Shi would even consider. I wonder who he'll give Zhao Qingshi to."
I suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Zhao Qingshi, even though she was so perfect and aloof. Every guest who came today gave her a gift. Her classmates gave gifts ranging from tens to thousands of yuan, while the wealthy and powerful young men gave her even more expensive gifts—a mountain of designer bags and shoes. She politely thanked everyone with a sweet smile.
Many men subtly expressed their admiration for her, including this young master Wang from the capital who directly pursued her. However, in her father's eyes, she was merely a commodity to be exchanged.
The goddess in my heart was merely a ticket to power.
"Look, who's here!" A sudden commotion arose in the crowd. Everyone's attention turned to the entrance, where a young man walked in carrying a large bouquet of roses. His evening suit, clearly a master tailor's creation, exuded nobility. Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he radiated an air of refinement. He looked not much older than me, perhaps in his early twenties. He didn't need to flaunt his status, yet he possessed a distinct air of superiority, clearly accustomed to a position of power.
"Qi Hemei, even he's here."
"Even the Qi family is attending this banquet. It seems the Zhao family is going to hitch a ride on a big ship this time."
Seeing the people present discussing among themselves, I asked Luo Suohui, "And who is this young master?"
Luo Suohui was also somewhat surprised and replied, "Qi Hemei, the young master of the Qi family, one of the four great families. I really didn't expect Zhao Shi to have invited him."
"Is this Qi Hemei very powerful?" I asked casually, but I was quite surprised in my heart. Luo Suohui had absolutely no interest in power and could hardly fit into the political circle. He only knew that the young master Wang had the surname Wang, but even he was somewhat surprised by the appearance of this Qiao Hemei.
Luo Suohui said, "Of course. Let me put it this way, Qi Hemei can make Hengjun City tremble with a stomp of her foot."
I continued to ask, "How does she compare to Zhao Qingshi's father?"
Luo Suohui said, "They can't compare. No matter how powerful Qi Hemei is, she's just a college student right now. Zhao Qingshi's father is, after all, a local lord. But in Hengjun City, Qi Hemei can often represent the will of the Qi family, and the Qi family is one of the four great families that dominate the entire country."
With Qi Hemei's appearance, the young masters present all showed shocked expressions. Although they were all second-generation rich kids, there were still different levels among them. At least most of the young masters present came from families that were not even as powerful as the Zhao family. Many of them hoped to be noticed by Zhao Qingshi or Zhao Shi, and then use Zhao Shi's power to rise to the top.
When the young master from the capital saw Qi Hemei, a fleeting hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes. He was the undisputed protagonist of this banquet. Although his family was not the most prestigious in the capital, he was still a figure not to be underestimated in Hengjun City. Therefore, he had been the center of attention at the banquet, receiving countless compliments. Even Zhao Shi had always been very fond of him. However, after Qi Hemei arrived, everyone's attention immediately shifted to her.
Zhao Shi, who had been drinking, immediately pushed through the crowd surrounding him and strode towards Qi Hemei. The usually composed and dignified man seemed to be walking with a hurried pace, whether from drinking too much or from sheer excitement. He exclaimed loudly as he walked, "Haha, Young Master Qi is here for my daughter's birthday party too? What a rare guest!"
Facing the most powerful man in Hengjun City, Qi Hemei showed no arrogance, speaking in a completely equal tone, "Uncle Zhao, I've known Shi'er for a long time. How could I not attend her birthday celebration?"
"Really? My daughter has a friend like Young Master Qi, and I didn't even know? It's true what they say, daughters grow up and become independent of their fathers." Zhao Shi, while jokingly criticizing his daughter, clearly revealed his delight.
At this moment, Zhao Qingshi walked up to Qi Hemei, smiled gently, and said with a hint of reproach in her voice, "Hemei, why are you so late?"
"Sorry, something came up on the way and I was delayed." Qi Hemei apologized, but there was no real remorse in her tone for being late, as if she was already doing a great favor by coming at all.
Zhao Shi scolded his daughter, Zhao Qingshi, "You silly girl, you invited Young Master Qi but didn't tell your father sooner. I could have made preparations earlier. It wouldn't be good if Young Master Qi laughed at our shabby invitation." Although Zhao Shi said it was shabby, there was still an undisguised arrogance in his expression. After all, Hengjun City was the most economically developed city in the country, and even Tiandu City, the capital, couldn't compare in terms of wealth. Zhao
Qingshi smiled sweetly and said, "I met Hemei when I visited the capital before, so I specially invited her to my birthday party. But Hemei is always very busy, and I didn't know if she would come."
Qi Hemei handed Zhao Qingshi a bouquet of roses, a charming smile on her lips, and said, "Shi'er, it's your birthday. No matter what, I will come. Happy birthday, and I hope you will always be beautiful."
"Thank you," Zhao Qingshi smiled sweetly and accepted the flowers from Qi Hemei.
Just then, Qi Hemei took a box from the roses, gently opened it, and inside was a sparkling diamond ring.
"What a huge diamond! So beautiful!" Even An Zhishui exclaimed in surprise. Although diamonds have always been one of the most beloved things for girls, this diamond was so beautiful that even the worldly-wise Miss An found it stunning. It seemed Qi Hemei had indeed carefully prepared this diamond.
Qi Hemei knelt on one knee, held the box containing the diamond ring in front of Zhao Qingshi, and said, "Shi'er, I've always loved you. I hope you can accept my love."
Zhao Qingshi's beautiful face flushed instantly. After a moment, she nodded solemnly and softly said, "Yes."
Qi Hemei stood up, a triumphant smile on her face, took out the diamond ring, put it on Zhao Qingshi's finger, and then embraced her.
Zhao Shi, seeing his daughter held in the arms of the Qi family's young master, and seeing the genuine happiness on her face, also laughed heartily with satisfaction.
Everyone in the room automatically applauded, and I involuntarily joined in, my heart filled with bitterness. Just moments ago, I had even felt a pang of sympathy for Zhao Qingshi, thinking she was merely a ticket to her father's life—how ridiculous! How could a girl as intelligent as Zhao Qingshi allow herself to be in such a helpless situation? She had already arranged everything, ensuring that both she and her father achieved their desired outcomes.
Zhao Qingshi's hand was linked with Qi Hemei's arm, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, her full breasts gently rubbed against Qi Hemei's arm. I looked at my goddess, her face beaming with happiness, no longer the polite smile she wore when greeting guests, but a genuine, heartfelt one.
The most dazzling girl in the room and the most distinguished guest had come together at this materialistic banquet—wasn't it perfect?
But from now on, she and I would forever be just ordinary classmates, and a pang of sadness welled up within me.
Chapter Three:
The banquet had been going on for a while when soothing music filled the hall. Couples of handsome men and beautiful women went to the dance floor in the center to dance.
An Zhishui also led Li Luyou to the center of the dance floor. This young lady from a top-tier wealthy family had been trained in various social dances since childhood, while Li Luyou's dance steps seemed a bit immature. Fortunately, he had a high talent and danced quite well under An Zhishui's guidance.
However, I carefully observed An Zhishui's expression. Occasionally, when she made some more vigorous movements, her delicate eyebrows would furrow slightly, giving one a feeling of pity. Her dance steps would also be a little awkward. I guessed it was because An Zhishui had only lost her virginity the night before. It seemed that Li Luyou had played quite wildly last night.
Ning Yingxue also walked up to Luo Suohun and said with a joyful tone, "Suohun, let's go dance too." Ning Yingxue came from an ordinary background. If it weren't for Luo Suohun, she probably wouldn't have had the opportunity to attend such a banquet. Seeing other couples dancing gracefully in the center of the dance floor, she was also eager to join in.
"No, it's no fun." Luo Suohui didn't even look up, just playing some game on his phone.
Ning Yingxue seemed unwilling to give up so easily. She grabbed Luo Suohui's right hand and gently shook it, pleading in a coquettish tone, "Please, I really want to go dancing."
Ning Yingxue, such a sexy beauty, was half-bent over, making her alluring figure even more perfectly outlined. To be honest, even I was quite tempted watching her, especially the deep cleavage between her two pert, round buttocks, which was particularly alluring. The tight clothes revealed a tempting cleavage between her full breasts, and her whole being exuded a captivating allure. If such a beautiful woman pleaded with me like that in such a coquettish way, I'm afraid my bones would melt.
However, Luo Suohui was completely oblivious to romance. Faced with Ning Yingxue's invitation to dance, he not only remained unmoved but also scolded, "What's wrong with you? Don't touch me! You made me die again."
Ning Yingxue timidly released Luo Suohui's hand and returned to her seat. She glanced at him again, but he was still playing his game, not even looking at her. Finally, Ning Yingxue slightly opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately chose not to speak. Instead, she sat down alone, looking at the center of the dance floor, a hint of melancholy in her eyes.
The very center of the dance floor was reserved for today's two main characters, Zhao Qingshi and Qi Hemei. Qi Hemei held Zhao Qingshi's slender waist; both had received excellent dance training, and their partnership was seamless. Zhao Qingshi's slender waist swayed gracefully, and her sexy, elegant figure made her dance moves even more alluring. The two were whispering to each other, and I felt that Zhao Qingshi's every smile and gesture today was exceptionally alluring.
Qi Hemei's large hands tightened their embrace around Zhao Qingshi's slender waist, his broad chest seemingly rubbing unintentionally against her high, firm breasts. Then, Qi Hemei slowly tightened his grip, pulling Zhao Qingshi even closer, their bodies pressed together. At the same time, one hand began to tentatively caress Zhao Qingshi's smooth back, while the other slowly moved down towards her round, pert buttocks.
Their actions became increasingly excessive, and I could no longer bear to watch. I turned my head to look at the people still sitting around. Apart from Luo Suohui, the vice mayor's son who only liked playing games, most of the people still sitting were ordinary people like me. There was one exception: the young master Wang, who, like Qi Hemei, was from the capital.
Before Qi Hemei arrived, Young Master Wang was the undisputed star of the banquet. He should have been the one dancing in the center of the dance floor with the female lead, Zhao Qingshi. However, since Qi Hemei's arrival, not only is Zhao Qingshi being groped and flirted with by another man, but even Zhao Shi is ignoring him. Young Master Wang is now sitting in the audience, drinking alone. Zhao Shi has even gone dancing with a beautiful mature woman, though his obese figure swaying in the middle of the dance floor is rather indecent. Yet, Zhao Shi wears a smug smile, one hand even kneading the woman's ample buttocks.
Most of the men attending the banquet brought their own dance partners. Young Master Wang had initially planned to dance with Zhao Qingshi, but now that she's with someone else, although there are still some single women in the audience, their quality is so low that even I wouldn't want to invite them, let alone this Young Master Wang from the capital. Suddenly, Young Master Wang is all alone in the audience.
Young Master Wang scanned the room and spotted Ning Yingxue, who was also seated and not dancing. To be honest, although Luo Suohui was somewhat oblivious to romance, his girlfriend Ning Yingxue was undeniably a stunning beauty. Young Master Wang approached Ning Yingxue and politely gestured for her to dance, saying, "Beautiful lady, may I have this dance?"
Ning Yingxue glanced at Luo Suohui, who was still engrossed in his game, completely unaware that a man was pursuing his woman. Ning Yingxue hesitated for a moment, then gracefully extended her hand for Young Master Wang to take. The two then joined hands and began to dance gracefully on the dance floor.
The music softened, and the already dim lighting dimmed further. Some couples who had been getting quite passionate moved to less conspicuous spots on the sidelines. For example, Young Master Wang and Ning Yingxue moved to a corner. Young Master Wang brazenly grabbed Ning Yingxue's round buttocks with one hand, while his other hand encircled her slender waist. His obviously erect penis pressed against Ning Yingxue's legs through her clothes.
Young Master Wang whispered something in Ning Yingxue's ear, and then the two of them disappeared. I didn't pay any attention.
I was getting bored being outside alone, so I went back to my room. Bai Mao was lying on the bed, the swelling on his face had subsided a little. Seeing me return, he asked, "Why are you back? Wasn't it fun outside?"
"No, it was boring. They were all dancing." I sat down on the sofa.
“How can dancing be boring? In such a formal setting, holding a beautiful woman's slender waist, letting hormones burn between us, igniting passion—that's the easiest way to end things.”
Listening to Bai Mao's words, I felt there was some truth to them. On the dance floor, women's guard does indeed lower. Whether it was Zhao Qingshi or Ning Yingxue, they both allowed their male partners to take liberties with them, especially Ning Yingxue, whose boyfriend, Mr. Wang, wasn't even her boyfriend.
After thinking for a moment, I left the room and wandered around the villa aimlessly, seemingly without a destination, yet I felt like I was searching for something. When I reached a stairwell on the top floor, I seemed to hear an unusual sound.
I followed the sound, and when I reached the door, I was about to push it open to see what was going on, but my hand stopped. I heard a woman's soft moans and a man's heavy breathing, along with the sounds of flesh colliding.
I carefully pushed the door open a crack, and when I saw the scene inside, I almost screamed. In
Chapter Four
, inside the room, a beautiful woman was slumped over a desk. Her upper body was still clothed, though disheveled, while her lower body was naked, her pants pulled down to her ankles, revealing long, slender, white legs standing on the floor. Her shoes were off, and her rounded buttocks were raised high. A man pressed her against the desk, her full breasts pressed against the surface, her alluring body writhing with each thrust.
The woman's sexy upper body writhed incessantly. Behind her, the man gripped her slender waist, thrusting his hips repeatedly. The languid "slap slap slap" of impact was the sound of his abdomen pounding against her buttocks.
While accidentally stumbling upon a couple having sex in a room wouldn't be unusual, what surprised me most was their identities. The man was that young master Wang, and the woman was Ning Yingxue, my roommate Luo Suohui's girlfriend. And now, Ning Yingxue was being wantonly enjoyed by young master Wang.
"Ah...ah...Young Master Wang...so deep..." Beneath Young Master Wang's crotch, Ning Yingxue's moans grew louder and more seductive. I knew that Ning Yingxue was with Luo Suohui likely because of his status as the vice mayor's son, but in my heart, Ning Yingxue was still a virtuous girl. Now, however, it seemed that Luo Suohui, the beauty queen of the law department, was truly despicable.
To be honest, this was the first time I had ever seen Luo Suohui's sexy girlfriend's naked body. We had just met at the gate, and Ning Yingxue's curvaceous figure had already aroused me. She exuded captivating sexiness. Now, looking directly at her pert buttocks and long, beautiful legs, I had to admit that Luo Suohui's girlfriend was indeed a stunning beauty.
Young Master Wang gripped Ning Yingxue's slender waist tightly, his penis thrusting forcefully inside her, his abdomen slamming against her firm buttocks. He wantonly dominated her, and Ning Yingxue was like a mare, ridden beneath him.
I felt my own penis harden, and I couldn't help but envy Young Master Wang. That's how men should be—capable of dominating women at will. Even a beauty like Ning Yingxue was like a mare, manipulated as he pleased.
I took out my phone and selected Luo Suohui's number. As Luo Suohui's brother, seeing his woman being ridden by another man, I felt obligated to notify him. But as my finger hovered over Luo Suohui's number, I hesitated. Was notifying Luo Suohui now really the right thing to do?
Given Rossohun's temper, if he were to witness this scene, he would undoubtedly engage in a violent fight with this young master Wang. Moreover, this young master Wang's status is likely even higher than Rossohun's, so Rossohun would ultimately be the one to suffer. As for this young master Wang, he's merely slept with an unmarried woman; for a man of his status, this is a trivial matter and he wouldn't face the slightest punishment. Ning Yingxue, on the other hand, may not even like Rossohun. While it's hateful that she's cuckolded him, the consequences of the conflict between Rossohun and the young master Wang will certainly fall on this beautiful but vain girl.
In the end, I didn't dial Rossohun's number. Instead, I took out the camera and started filming the lewd scene in the room.
Although I had imagined many reasonable reasons in my mind, what I didn't even realize was that when I witnessed my goddess Zhao Qingshi being held in another man's arms, and when I saw my three roommates each having stunningly beautiful girlfriends, a thought quietly rose within me—a deep possessiveness towards these beauties who were their girlfriends.
If the room was a battle, then Ning Yingxue was now showing signs of defeat. Ning Yingxue, who could originally move her hips to cooperate with Wang Gongzi's thrusts, was slowly being completely controlled by Wang Gongzi. Wang Gongzi was riding Ning Yingxue, this mare, and he was now completely choosing the direction.
Under Wang Gongzi's vigorous thrusts, Ning Yingxue's movements became increasingly weak. Her once proud head had drooped, and her beautiful hair was scattered on the table. Clearly, Ning Yingxue had been driven limp by Wang Gongzi.
"Ah...so good..." Ning Yingxue, feeling very comfortable being fucked, kept moaning, lying on the table, twisting her sexy body, and swaying her pert buttocks to meet Wang Gongzi's penetration.
"Ah..." Ning Yingxue let out another slightly painful groan. It turned out that Young Master Wang had pushed her upper body, causing her to fall face-first onto the table again. Young Master Wang showed no concern for whether Ning Yingxue was hurt; instead, he quickly stripped off her upper body clothing. In no time, her silk blouse and bra were completely removed. This time, I finally got to see my sexy girlfriend Luo Suohui's ample breasts hidden beneath her clothes.
"Seriously huge breasts," I thought to myself.
Before, I could only see Luo Suohui's high, firm breasts through her clothes. I had fantasized countless times about the alluring sight of Ning Yingxue's breasts beneath her clothes. Seeing them with my own eyes today, they far surpassed even my fantasies.
Behind Ning Yingxue, a smug look of triumph flickered in Wang Gongzi's eyes. He stared intently at Ning Yingxue's snow-white back beneath him, a playful smile curving his lips. He continued thrusting his penis in and out of her, while simultaneously straightening her shoulders and pulling her upper body up again. From behind, he grasped her two swaying breasts. Even though Wang Gongzi's hands were quite large—I could clearly see—Ning Yingxue's snow-white breasts still squeezed out between his fingers.
"Slap...slap...slap...slap..." The sound of Wang Gongzi's abdomen striking Ning Yingxue's buttocks echoed in the room, crisp and clear.
"Ah...Xue'er...so comfortable..." Ning Yingxue began to moan again. Wang Gongzi's hands gripped her full breasts, kneading them into various limp shapes. As his hands tightened, Ning Yingxue's moans grew more rapid.
Ning Yingxue struggled to support herself on the table with both hands, moaning intermittently, "Ah...ah...Young Master Wang...play...Xue'er...nipples...oh...ah..." Clearly, under Young Master Wang's ministrations, Luo Suohui's girlfriend felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her nipples, wanting him to play with the two grapes atop her breasts.
Young Master Wang coldly replied, "I can play however I want; it's not your place to dictate."
With that, he pushed Ning Yingxue's upper body down again, pressing her head down with one hand and her back with the other, forcefully pressing her large breasts against the table. With both hands, Ning Yingxue's face was pressed tightly against the table, her moans muffled, her nipples forced to rub and twist against the surface.
Young Master Wang continued to torment Ning Yingxue's upper body against the table, while slowly but powerfully thrusting his hips in and out. Ning Yingxue's upper body was pinned down and unable to move, while Young Master Wang slowed his thrusting, clearly teasing her.
Sure enough, Ning Yingxue began to sway restlessly, seemingly begging for more vigorous assault from Young Master Wang. Moreover, her mouth, pressed against the table, continuously emitted "ooh ooh ooh" sounds, her upper body struggling and swaying. This struggle, under Young Master Wang's cold and ruthless suppression, only became more alluring and seductive.
"Ah...ahhh...ahhh..." After an unknown amount of time, Ning Yingxue suddenly raised her head, gasping for breath. Young Master Wang finally released her. She struggled to turn her head, her almond-shaped eyes burning with desire as she looked at Young Master Wang.
It seemed Ning Yingxue's wanton appearance had reignited Young Master Wang's lust. His hands gripped Ning Yingxue's slender waist, and with another scream from Ning Yingxue, Young Master Wang twisted her body, flipped her over, and forcefully lifted her onto the table.
Luo Suohui's alluring girlfriend, Ning Yingxue, appeared naked before me, and I involuntarily swallowed.
Ning Yingxue lay back on the table, her two long, beautiful legs appearing particularly white and alluring under the light. Young Master Wang's hands grasped her legs, one hand pressing her right thigh to the side, the other lifting her left thigh high, thus fully exposing her vulva. Without hesitation, Young Master Wang thrust his still-hard penis forward, smoothly inserting it into Ning Yingxue's flower path.
"Ah... Xue'er... so good," Ning Yingxue let out a long moan, her body involuntarily twisting from side to side, her penis moving up and down to meet Young Master Wang's thrusts, her small mouth unconsciously making random noises. Her legs were spread wide, her hands grasping one of her large breasts, kneading them desperately. Young Master Wang thrust fiercely beneath her, and she seemed to be releasing the pleasure spreading from her lower body through kneading her breasts.
Rossohui's girlfriend's slender waist twisted and turned incessantly, her head shaking wildly from side to side, her beautiful hair plastered to her face and swung back and forth like a chaotic dance of demons. She continuously emitted various moans and cries.
"Ahhh...Young Master Wang, you're so good...ahhh...so comfortable...Young Master Wang...fuck me...ah...fuck me...Young Master Wang, fuck me harder...ahhh..."
Recalling Ning Yingxue's usual elegant and sexy demeanor, and her obedient and charming appearance in front of Rossohui, and comparing this to the lewd words escaping her mouth now, I, peeping from outside the window, was dumbfounded.
Young Master Wang was clearly also in a state of extreme excitement. His hands gripped Ning Yingxue's long, beautiful legs tightly, holding her body firmly in place, and he thrust his hips even more forcefully and rapidly, simultaneously raising Ning Yingxue's buttocks, allowing his penis to rapidly enter and exit Ning Yingxue's flower path. He continuously emitted low growls while violently thrusting.
"So deep...Young Master Wang...ah...so big...ah...so hot...ah...ah..." Ning Yingxue lay on her back, her eyes glazed over from being fucked by Young Master Wang, her sexy cherry lips open, moaning and panting wildly.
Young Master Wang saw that Ning Yingxue had reached her limit, and his penis continued to thrust into Ning Yingxue's flower path like a storm.
"Ahhhhh..." Young Master Wang roared, suddenly pulling out his penis, pulling Ning Yingxue off the table with both hands. Ning Yingxue almost rolled off the table, and as soon as she hit the ground, she immediately knelt obediently in front of Young Master Wang, opening her mouth obediently.
Young Master Wang grabbed Ning Yingxue's hair with one hand, grasped his penis with the other, adjusted the position, and directly inserted it into Ning Yingxue's mouth.
Young Master Wang let out another low growl, holding Ning Yingxue's head with both hands. Obviously, his penis was now stuffed into the mouth of Rossohui's girlfriend. He pressed Ning Yingxue's head down to his crotch with both hands, and thrust his hips again, penetrating her mouth directly.
Ning Yingxue, seemingly unconcerned about the filth on his penis, opened her red lips and eagerly welcomed it. The moment it entered her mouth, Ning Yingxue immediately clamped her lips tightly around it, swallowing and sucking with gusto.
I watched in utter astonishment as the once sexy and elegant Ning Yingxue knelt naked before Young Master Wang like a sex slave, her mouth holding that filthy penis, like a little bitch pleasing her master.
"Ah..." Suddenly, Young Master Wang roared, pressing Ning Yingxue's head firmly against his penis, rendering her unable to resist. At the same time, his thrusting stopped, his penis remaining inside Ning Yingxue's mouth, followed by a violent convulsion and trembling of his body.
I understand. This young master Wang had just finished giving oral sex to Luo Suohui's girlfriend, Ning Yingxue. It seemed his penis was deeply pressed against her throat, and his semen had shot into her mouth. Most of it was probably swallowed, but some dripped from her beautiful face onto her two high, white breasts.
After ejaculating, young master Wang grabbed Ning Yingxue's hair and pulled her up, lifting her entire upper body. Her breasts rose high, and her face was forced upwards, looking up.
In that instant, Ning Yingxue's prominent breasts and upturned face seemed to announce to the world: she was this young master Wang's spoils of war! And young master Wang was displaying his flamboyant trophy to the world.

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