She traded her virginity for a Mercedes-Benz.

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Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Audi are currently recognized as three high-end car brands in China. Mercedes-Benz focuses on business use, BMW on driving performance, and Audi on government relations. From my years of experience with cars, although BMW owners can be arrogant, in practical use, Audi and Mercedes-Benz completely outperform BMW. You could say that, apart from the 5 Series and 7 Series, which are barely acceptable, the 3 Series is basically junk; without modifications, it simply can't keep up with the Audi A4L and Mercedes-Benz C-Class in the same class.

Speaking of the Mercedes-Benz C-Class, I have to mention Xiaowen's story. Xiaowen was a Mercedes-Benz fan, and to get one, she actually sold her virginity. This still makes me feel deeply disturbed when I think about it.

Xiaowen's preference for Mercedes-Benz cars stems not only from their streamlined design, exquisite craftsmanship, and prestigious logo, but more importantly, from the fact that Mercedes-Benz had torn apart her already fragile family.

Xiaowen's mother was a beautiful woman and a former model. In her youth, her stunning figure and looks attracted numerous suitors who fawned over her. Of course, like many models, Xiaowen's mother was eventually discarded after being used and exploited by countless men. It was during this time that Xiaowen was born. Who was Xiaowen's father? Even her mother couldn't say for sure. When Xiaowen was five years old, her mother finally married her father, an ordinary middle school teacher.

Xiaowen's father was a Chinese language teacher. He was popular with girls because he enjoyed posting eloquent articles on online forums. His online name was "Romantic Hunter." Unfortunately, he could only temporarily possess women's bodies; he couldn't resist the pressure of money. Finally, when Xiaowen was 10 years old, her mother caught the eye of a wealthy businessman who gifted her a Mercedes-Benz. Her mother then left the family. Xiaowen still remembers that day: a Mercedes-Benz picked up her mother, and "Romantic Hunter" led Xiaowen to stand... At the intersection, staring blankly at the departing Mercedes, the Romantic Hunter kept muttering to himself, "A Mercedes, our relationship isn't even worth a Mercedes."

Xiao Wen, seeing her father's pained expression, asked innocently, "Dad, what's a Mercedes?"

The Romantic Hunter looked at Xiao Wen with sorrow and love. He knelt down and said to her, "Xiao Wen, remember this: when you grow up, you must own a Mercedes. Don't be like your mother, abandoning your family for a Mercedes."

Xiao Wen replied, "When I grow up..." "Afterwards, I must buy myself a Mercedes and take Dad on a proper trip to show him my filial piety."

Hearing this, Romantic Hunter burst into tears. She hugged Xiaowen tightly, repeatedly saying, "Okay...okay...my Xiaowen has grown up, driving a Mercedes and taking Dad on a trip."

For some reason, when talking about travel, Romantic Hunter unconsciously thought of the city of Dali, and also of the passionate encounter with a young woman during his National Day holiday in Dali. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel... He thought to himself, "By the time I go to Dali again, Xiaowen will be all grown up, right? Xiaowen isn't my biological daughter. Then, I can write another series—'Me and My Adopted Daughter During the National Day Holiday'..."

Thinking of this, Romantic Hunter slapped himself hard and said to himself, "If I'm going to have sex, I'll have sex with my goddaughter. I'll never touch my adopted daughter!" Xiaowen was startled by Romantic Hunter's action. Although she was young, she vaguely understood the word "sex" and ran back to her room with a red face.

Eight years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Xiaowen has blossomed into a beautiful young woman. She has a stunning figure, with large breasts, a slender waist, long hair, fair skin, and expressive eyes. However, because she has been strictly controlled by the romantic hunter, she has never had a boyfriend and remains a virgin. Of course, every time she sees a Mercedes speeding by on the road, riding her motorcycle, she thinks of her mother and her childhood dream of owning a Mercedes.

Control is a double-edged sword. Sometimes it seems effective, but it's actually suppressing the potential that should be unleashed, just like housing prices. The more controlled it is, the higher it rises. Some even argue that the more the government restricts home purchases, the more one should buy a house, because the government is helping to hold prices down. Once the government loosens its grip, housing prices will skyrocket. This statement is the same principle as the negative effects of control. The romantic hunter is very strict with Xiaowen, but Xiaowen, who is already physically mature, can only satisfy her desires for the opposite sex through self-admiration. So, Xiaowen likes taking selfies.

Xiaowen takes many selfies. Sometimes, after taking a shower and returning to her room, she sees her large, white breasts and can't help but think, "Such beautiful breasts, I wonder which man will kiss them first in the future?" Looking at her breasts, she takes out her phone and takes many pictures from different angles.

Furthermore, women generally have a fondness for sexy lingerie, and Xiaowen is no exception. She prefers two colors of sexy lingerie: black and white, especially the mesh kind that subtly reveals her private parts. Even Xiaowen herself is captivated by it. Sometimes, she imitates a man by partially removing her black stockings and bra, exposing her pubic hair and breasts for selfies. She once posted that photo on a forum using a male username, and it immediately aroused the admiration and desire of many netizens. Reading those comments, Xiaowen smiled in front of her computer. She knew that her body was enough to conquer any man.

The Romantic Hunter, who spent his time seeking out young married women, was not well-off. One day, a young married woman fell in love with someone else, and the Romantic Hunter wanted to ask her out to a hotel. She refused. Feeling depressed, the Romantic Hunter drank at home. At this time, Xiao Wen called him, and he answered the phone impatiently. He said, "Wenwen, what do you want from Daddy?"

Xiaowen said, "Daddy, I saw a set of clothes I like and I want you to buy it for me."

Upon hearing this, the Romantic Hunter knew it was about money again. Although he was angry, she was still his adopted daughter, so he asked, "How much do you need?"

Xiaowen said expectantly, "It costs 2200 yuan."

The Romantic Hunter immediately became furious. Due to the influence of alcohol, he finally lost control and angrily said, "You never study properly, all you do is research clothes. Do you want to follow in your mother's footsteps and rely on seducing men to support yourself?"

Xiaowen sensed her adoptive father's anger on the other end of the phone. She weakly said, "Daddy, don't be angry. If you don't give it to me, I won't buy it..." After she finished speaking, tears streamed down her cheeks.

The romantic hunter sensed Xiaowen's tears and became even angrier. He yelled into the phone, "Do you know how much you've spent this month? Tutoring classes 3000 yuan, phone bill 600 yuan, concert tickets 800 yuan, that's 4400 yuan! I only earn 6000 yuan a month! Do you know how hard it is for me? You ask for 2200 yuan to buy clothes right off the bat! Do you think your dad is rich?"

Xiaowen felt particularly wronged. She explained on the phone, "The 600 yuan phone bill was for..." "We went to the concert together, with the prepaid phone credit and concert tickets. I didn't want to go to the cram school, but you forced me. How come it's all my fault? Waaah... Waaah..."

The Romantic Hunter thought that he not only couldn't afford to support his family, but he also couldn't afford to go out and flirt with the young woman. He took a sip of his drink and shouted into the phone, "Can you cry your way out of money? You'd better cry your way out of a Mercedes-Benz, then I won't have been supporting you for nothing!" After saying that, the Romantic Hunter slammed down the phone.

The words "Mercedes-Benz" brought back memories of Xiaowen of her mother driving away in a Mercedes when she was little. She herself was at school, pretty, but dressed in ordinary brands and wore ordinary accessories. A Mercedes-Benz felt like a distant dream to Xiaowen.

She wiped away her tears and prepared to go back to school, but as she turned around, she almost bumped into someone. It was her classmate, Ying Ruoxi. Ying Ruoxi, wearing a black t-shirt, stood behind her, looking very sunny. Ying Ruoxi looked at her and smiled, saying, "What's wrong? Did you spend too much money and get scolded by your dad?"

Looking at Ying Ruoxi, Xiaowen knew that Ying Ruoxi had extensive social connections, especially frequenting parties held by the upper class, and knew many big bosses. Seeing Ying Ruoxi, Xiaowen had a strange idea: she wanted to get to know a rich person through Ying Ruoxi, so as to realize her childhood dream of owning her own Mercedes-Benz.

Thinking of this, she gave Ying Ruoxi a smile and said, "How could you eavesdrop on someone's phone call? How rude!"

Ying Ruoxi said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I was just passing by and saw you crying while on the phone, so I wanted to see what was wrong."

Seeing Ying Ruoxi's nervous explanation, Xiao Wen smiled sadly and said, "I have something I'd like you to help me with. Would you be willing to help?"

Looking at Xiao Wen's pitiful appearance, Ying Ruoxi quickly said, "Go ahead, I'll do my best if I can help."

Xiao Wen said, "I want to find a rich boyfriend."

Hearing Xiao Wen's words, Ying Ruoxi felt a pang of pain in his heart. Actually, he had noticed Xiao Wen for a long time; this girl was pure and innocent... Simple, with a perfect figure and looks, Ying Ruoxi had dreamt countless times of him successfully pursuing Xiao Wen, embracing her intimately. But Xiao Wen's words shattered his heart, as he, also from a modest background and a student, felt utterly heartbroken. The word "gold digger" had cruelly appeared on the girl he so desperately wanted. Xiao Wen's words seemed to negate all possibilities between Ying Ruoxi and Xiao Wen. He said heavily, "I know many wealthy friends. Come, let's sit on that bench in front of the mall for a while."

So, Ying Ruoxi led Xiao Wen to a bench beside the sidewalk of a large shopping mall. He didn't speak, his expression heavy. Xiao Wen also remained silent, waiting for Ying Ruoxi to speak. Finally, Ying Ruoxi spoke first. He said, "I have a friend whose family is extremely wealthy. I can introduce you to him, but whether he'll be interested in you depends on fate."

Xiaowen didn't say anything at the time because she genuinely didn't know what to say to Ying Ruoxi. She nodded in response to Ying Ruoxi's suggestion. Ying Ruoxi took out his phone with a serious expression and dialed his friend Junshang's number. The call connected, and it sounded noisy on Junshang's end. Ying Ruoxi said, "Junshang, it's Ruoxi. What are you busy with? I haven't seen you in a long time, so I called you."

Junshang replied on the other end of the phone, "I'm at karaoke. Want to come along? I just picked up a girl. Do you want to bring a girl along for some fun?" Ying Ruoxi Thinking of that womanizing playboy, and then looking at Xiaowen with her expectant eyes, he said on the phone, "It's like this, my lord, Xiaowen from our school wants to meet some friends like you, so I thought of you since you don't have a steady girlfriend yet."

Upon hearing this, the lord was overjoyed and immediately said, "Then just bring her over for karaoke. If you both like each other, you can try dating." Ying Ruoxi knew that "trying dating" really meant just having sex. Thinking of this, he looked at Xiaowen waiting, feeling a pang of pain, because he was about to present the woman he liked to his friend for his appreciation. But Xiaowen, being a materialistic woman, wasn't what Ying Ruoxi wanted. So, Ying Ruoxi felt relieved and took Xiaowen to a cash register karaoke bar.

Upon entering the private room, Ying Ruoxi saw a man and woman singing together, embracing. It was Junshang and his newly acquired girlfriend being intimate. Ying Ruoxi coughed, and Junshang released her. They then introduced themselves. Junshang glanced at Xiaowen several times, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. He patted Ying Ruoxi's shoulder, looking at Xiaowen, and simply said, "Ruoxi, you're a true brother." Ying Ruoxi understood what this meant: "You sent me such a great girl, you're a true brother."

After Xiaowen entered the KTV and saw Junshang, she immediately transformed, happily chatting and singing with everyone. Ying Ruoxi, who was initially a little depressed, also cheered up and joined in the conversation and singing. In the private room, there were two couples who appeared to be lovers, but no one knew that there was actually one man with two women, and the other woman was his friend. Junshang

was the son of a real estate tycoon, from a wealthy family. He named himself Junshang, implying that he would one day unify the business empire. Junshang had only one requirement for picking up girls—they had to be virgins. While chatting with Xiaowen, when he heard that Xiaowen had never had a boyfriend, Junshang smiled because this girl met the requirement.

When the karaoke session ended, Junshang said to Ying Ruoxi, "Xiaowen is a good girl, I'm going to take her." After saying that, Junshang put his arm around the girl he brought and drove away. Ying Ruoxi knew that he was going to deflower her. Looking at Xiaowen, she thought that Xiaowen would soon become like the girl from before, deflowered, then dumped, and then receive some compensation. Ying Ruoxi felt a little sad and said to Xiaowen, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a late-night snack." Xiaowen happily followed Ying Ruoxi to a Western restaurant.

Xiaowen ordered a soft-fried meal and happily ate it. Especially when she picked up a fried chicken strip and ate it sideways, Ying Ruoxi couldn't help but think of the image of Xiaowen licking his penis sideways. Ying Ruoxi sighed inwardly, wondering why these materialistic women valued money so much. Didn't they care about feelings at all? So Ying Ruoxi asked Xiaowen, "Xiaowen, why do you want to find a rich boyfriend?"

Xiaowen told Ying Ruoxi the whole story and her childhood dream. After finishing, Xiaowen said, "I want to drive my own Mercedes back to see my dad and take him on a trip." Thinking of the Romantic Hunter's graying hair, Xiaowen's eyes welled up with tears.

Upon hearing Xiaowen's wish, Ying Ruoxi suddenly made a bold decision: he would take Xiaowen and help her buy a Mercedes-Benz. But a Mercedes-Benz costs hundreds of thousands of yuan—where could he find the money? Ying Ruoxi fell into deep thought.

After a long period of contemplation, Ying Ruoxi solemnly said to Xiaowen, "Xiaowen, wait for me to find the money. I'll buy you a Mercedes-Benz right away, but you have to give me your virginity." This directness surprised and delighted Xiaowen. Ying Ruoxi was handsome, but he didn't seem wealthy at school. However, judging from his tone, he could indeed fulfill Xiaowen's dream. Xiaowen immediately hugged Ying Ruoxi tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

Ying Ruoxi pulled Xiaowen's hand away and said, "Go back to school first. I'll call you after I buy the car." Xiaowen happily rode her motorcycle away from the Western restaurant.

Where to find the money? Ying Ruoxi watched Xiaowen's departing figure, this question constantly on his mind. He remembered a family heirloom, a jade Pixiu, an antique from the Tang Dynasty, worth at least 1 million. He could quickly get 500,000 from a pawnshop, but this Pixiu had been passed down for generations. Thinking of this, Ying Ruoxi felt conflicted, yet Xiaowen's image kept appearing in his mind, driving him involuntarily... The Lord went home, retrieved the Pixiu, and called the Emperor. Ying Ruoxi said, "Your Majesty, I'd like to pawn my ancestral Pixiu to borrow some money. Is it convenient for you?"

Ying Ruoxi's ancestral Pixiu was already famous among her friends. The Emperor had once coveted the Pixiu, offering 1.3 million, but Ying Ruoxi flatly refused. This time, Ying Ruoxi took the initiative to bring the Pixiu to his door, which delighted the Emperor.

While admiring the girl singing with him at the money box after her virginity was taken, the Emperor gently touched a drop of her virgin blood and asked, "How much do you want for that Pixiu?"

Ying Ruoxi replied, "700,000."

The Emperor answered without hesitation, "Too much!"

Ying Ruoxi became anxious and said, "You asked for 1.3 million last time!"

The Emperor laughed on the phone, "Last time was last time, this time is this time. I'll only offer 500,000 for your Pixiu. If you don't agree, forget it." Ying Ruoxi heard the Emperor's familiar yet unfamiliar voice on the phone. He said in a hoarse voice, "Fine, 500,000 is fine. I want cash."

The Emperor laughed and said, "Outside the Biyue Cafe, see you there."

Twenty minutes later, Jun Shang arrived at the Biyue Cafe with the cash. Ying Ruoxi was already waiting for him outside. Before making the deal, he was in great pain. He picked up a blue glass and downed the liquor in one gulp. After finishing, he said to Jun Shang, "Deal!"

Xiao Wen was in class at school. She had no idea that the man who liked her had just made the most painful decision for her. However, she was somewhat absent-minded during class. Her eyes were vacant, and she kept thinking about Ying Ruoxi's words: "I'll buy you a Mercedes-Benz, but you have to give me your first time."

What does it feel like to have your first time? Xiao Wen didn't know, but as long as she gave her first time to Ying Ruoxi, she could get a Mercedes-Benz. This power was enough for Xiao Wen to bear any price. She waited anxiously and expectantly for Ying Ruoxi's call.

Sure enough, when she received Ying Ruoxi's call, she knew she had to go out and give herself to him for the Mercedes. On the phone, Ying Ruoxi only said a few words: "The car is bought, room 716 at Honghai Hotel."

Xiaowen quickly rode her motorcycle to Honghai Hotel and entered the room. She saw Ying Ruoxi lying on the bed wearing a red t-shirt, holding a Mercedes car key. He said, "It's registered in your name, a Mercedes C-Class. I've done what I needed to do, Xiaowen, give yourself to me!"

Xiaowen went to Ying Ruoxi's side. She remembered many foreplay scenes in movies, so she leaned against Ying Ruoxi, unzipped his pants, took out his penis, and slowly kneaded it. Ying Ruoxi initially wasn't going to move, but after Xiao Wen's touch, his penis became erect at a 90-degree angle. Remembering that he had traded a Mercedes for this girl, Ying Ruoxi flipped over and pinned Xiao Wen down. Without any foreplay, he thrust his penis into Xiao Wen's body. Xiao Wen felt a tearing pain and couldn't help but cry out, "Ah..."

Ying Ruoxi pressed down on Xiao Wen, thrusting back and forth. He knew that each thrust cost him thousands of yuan. He had never experienced such an expensive vagina before. This time, he was losing his virginity while simultaneously spending money. This complex psychological feeling made his fighting power astonishing. He thrust deeply into Xiao Wen for 20 minutes without any sign of ejaculation.

Xiaowen was in a lot of pain. Due to the lack of foreplay, her stomach was particularly painful. She even regretted making such a deal. So, when Ying Ruoxi continued to penetrate her, she forcibly struggled out from under him, hurriedly put on her clothes, and ran out of the hotel. By the hotel entrance, her stomach was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up anymore and squatted on the ground.

Ying Ruoxi didn't chase after her. He looked at the bloodstains on the sheets, a mark of virginity. He was satisfied. Although Xiaowen hadn't made him ejaculate, she had given him her first time. Ying Ruoxi bent down and smelled the bloodstains on the sheets, a satisfied smile on his face.

The next day, when Xiaowen arrived at school on her motorcycle, she received a call from Ying Ruoxi. He said, "The Mercedes is in the school parking lot. Go take a look. The license plate number is 2618, a Mercedes C200. I'll arrange for someone to bring you the keys later." Xiaowen rode her motorcycle to the school parking lot and finally saw the Mercedes that Ying Ruoxi had bought for her. The Mercedes, something she had wanted since childhood, she finally got after giving up her virginity. Sitting in front of the car, Xiaowen was filled with emotion. At the same time, the waves of pain in her lower body made her realize that everything comes at a price.

A short while later, a school janitor brought the Mercedes-Benz car keys and left. Xiaowen used the keys to open the car door, got into her own Mercedes-Benz, and looked at her name on the vehicle registration. She smiled; her dream had finally come true. She started the car, played the stereo, and the rich music began to play. Tears streamed down Xiaowen's face without her realizing it. She had her own Mercedes-Benz. She loved her car so much that she couldn't bear to leave it at night. That night, she slept in her car and slept soundly.

That night, at the school graduation party, amidst the dazzling lights and flashing neon signs, no one noticed that a once vibrant and beautiful girl was missing. In the midst of the frenzied music, humanity and friendship had vanished, leaving only urban transactions and decadence.

Xiaowen's body was found the next day in a school worker's car. She had slept there the night before with the air conditioning on, suffering from carbon monoxide poisoning. She was wearing a red shirt, lying quietly against the seat, her eyes closed; she seemed to be asleep. A happy smile still lingered on her lips.

[End]

Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Audi are currently recognized as the three high-end car brands in China. Among them, Mercedes-Benz focuses on business, BMW focuses on driving, and Audi focuses on government relations. From my years of experience with cars, although BMW drivers are arrogant, in terms of actual use, Audi and Mercedes-Benz completely outperform BMW. It can be said that BMW, except for the 5 Series and 7 Series which are barely acceptable, the 3 Series BMW is basically a piece of junk. Without modifications, it really can't keep up with the Audi A4L and Mercedes-Benz C-Class in the same class.

Speaking of the Mercedes-Benz C-Class, we have to mention Xiaowen's story. Xiaowen was a Mercedes-Benz fan, and to get one, she actually sold her virginity. This still makes me feel deeply disturbed when I talk about it.

Xiaowen's preference for Mercedes-Benz wasn't just because of its streamlined design, exquisite craftsmanship, and prestigious logo; more importantly, Mercedes-Benz had torn apart her already fragile family.

Xiaowen's mother was a beautiful woman who used to be a model. When she was young, because of her excellent figure and looks, many bosses fawned over her. Of course, the ending for models is always the same. Xiaowen's mother was eventually abandoned by countless bosses after they got tired of her. It was during this time that Xiaowen was born. Who was Xiaowen's father? Xiaowen's mother couldn't say for sure. When Xiaowen was five years old, her mother finally married Xiaowen's father, an ordinary middle school teacher.

Xiaowen's father was a Chinese language teacher. He was popular with girls because he enjoyed posting eloquent articles on online forums. His online name was "Romantic Hunter." Unfortunately, he could only temporarily possess women's bodies; he couldn't resist the pressure of money. Finally, when Xiaowen was 10 years old, her mother caught the eye of a wealthy businessman who gifted her a Mercedes-Benz. Her mother then left the family. Xiaowen still remembers that day: a Mercedes-Benz picked up her mother, and "Romantic Hunter" led Xiaowen to stand... At the intersection, staring blankly at the departing Mercedes, the Romantic Hunter kept muttering to himself, "A Mercedes, our relationship isn't even worth a Mercedes."

Xiao Wen, seeing her father's pained expression, asked innocently, "Dad, what's a Mercedes?"

The Romantic Hunter looked at Xiao Wen with sorrow and love. He knelt down and said to her, "Xiao Wen, remember this: when you grow up, you must own a Mercedes. Don't be like your mother, abandoning your family for a Mercedes."

Xiao Wen replied, "When I grow up..." "Afterwards, I must buy myself a Mercedes and take Dad on a proper trip to show him my filial piety."

Hearing this, Romantic Hunter burst into tears. She hugged Xiaowen tightly, repeatedly saying, "Okay...okay...my Xiaowen has grown up, driving a Mercedes and taking Dad on a trip."

For some reason, when talking about travel, Romantic Hunter unconsciously thought of the city of Dali, and also of the passionate encounter with a young woman during his National Day holiday in Dali. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel... He thought to himself, "By the time I go to Dali again, Xiaowen will be all grown up, right? Xiaowen isn't my biological daughter. Then, I can write another series—'Me and My Adopted Daughter During the National Day Holiday'..."

Thinking of this, Romantic Hunter slapped himself hard and said to himself, "If I'm going to have sex, I'll have sex with my goddaughter. I'll never touch my adopted daughter!" Xiaowen was startled by Romantic Hunter's action. Although she was young, she vaguely understood the word "sex" and ran back to her room with a red face.

Eight years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Xiaowen has blossomed into a beautiful young woman. She has a stunning figure, with large breasts, a slender waist, long hair, fair skin, and expressive eyes. However, because she has been strictly controlled by the romantic hunter, she has never had a boyfriend and remains a virgin. Of course, every time she sees a Mercedes speeding by on the road, riding her motorcycle, she thinks of her mother and her childhood dream of owning a Mercedes.

Control is a double-edged sword. Sometimes it seems effective, but it's actually suppressing the potential that should be unleashed, just like housing prices. The more controlled it is, the higher it rises. Some even argue that the more the government restricts home purchases, the more one should buy a house, because the government is helping to hold prices down. Once the government loosens its grip, housing prices will skyrocket. This statement is the same principle as the negative effects of control. The romantic hunter is very strict with Xiaowen, but Xiaowen, who is already physically mature, can only satisfy her desires for the opposite sex through self-admiration. So, Xiaowen likes taking selfies.

Xiaowen takes many selfies. Sometimes, after taking a shower and returning to her room, she sees her large, white breasts and can't help but think, "Such beautiful breasts, I wonder which man will kiss them first in the future?" Looking at her breasts, she takes out her phone and takes many pictures from different angles.

Furthermore, women generally have a fondness for sexy lingerie, and Xiaowen is no exception. She prefers two colors of sexy lingerie: black and white, especially the mesh kind that subtly reveals her private parts. Even Xiaowen herself is captivated by it. Sometimes, she imitates a man by partially removing her black stockings and bra, exposing her pubic hair and breasts for selfies. She once posted that photo on a forum using a male username, and it immediately aroused the admiration and desire of many netizens. Reading those comments, Xiaowen smiled in front of her computer. She knew that her body was enough to conquer any man.

The Romantic Hunter, who spent his time seeking out young married women, was not well-off. One day, a young married woman fell in love with someone else, and the Romantic Hunter wanted to ask her out to a hotel. She refused. Feeling depressed, the Romantic Hunter drank at home. At this time, Xiao Wen called him, and he answered the phone impatiently. He said, "Wenwen, what do you want from Daddy?"

Xiaowen said, "Daddy, I saw a set of clothes I like and I want you to buy it for me."

Upon hearing this, the Romantic Hunter knew it was about money again. Although he was angry, she was still his adopted daughter, so he asked, "How much do you need?"

Xiaowen said expectantly, "It costs 2200 yuan."

The Romantic Hunter immediately became furious. Due to the influence of alcohol, he finally lost control and angrily said, "You never study properly, all you do is research clothes. Do you want to follow in your mother's footsteps and rely on seducing men to support yourself?"

Xiaowen sensed her adoptive father's anger on the other end of the phone. She weakly said, "Daddy, don't be angry. If you don't give it to me, I won't buy it..." After she finished speaking, tears streamed down her cheeks.

The romantic hunter sensed Xiaowen's tears and became even angrier. He yelled into the phone, "Do you know how much you've spent this month? Tutoring classes 3000 yuan, phone bill 600 yuan, concert tickets 800 yuan, that's 4400 yuan! I only earn 6000 yuan a month! Do you know how hard it is for me? You ask for 2200 yuan to buy clothes right off the bat! Do you think your dad is rich?"

Xiaowen felt particularly wronged. She explained on the phone, "The 600 yuan phone bill was for..." "We went to the concert together, with the prepaid phone credit and concert tickets. I didn't want to go to the cram school, but you forced me. How come it's all my fault? Waaah... Waaah..."

The Romantic Hunter thought that he not only couldn't afford to support his family, but he also couldn't afford to go out and flirt with the young woman. He took a sip of his drink and shouted into the phone, "Can you cry your way out of money? You'd better cry your way out of a Mercedes-Benz, then I won't have been supporting you for nothing!" After saying that, the Romantic Hunter slammed down the phone.

The word "Mercedes-Benz" brought back memories of Xiaowen of her mother driving away in a Mercedes-Benz when she was little. Now, she is in school, and although she is pretty, she wears ordinary brands and ordinary accessories. A Mercedes-Benz feels like a very distant dream to Xiaowen.

She wiped the tears from her face and prepared to return to school. But as she turned around, she nearly bumped into someone. It was her classmate, Ying Ruoxi. Ying Ruoxi, wearing a black t-shirt, stood behind her, looking very sunny. Ying Ruoxi looked at her and smiled, saying, "What's wrong? Did you spend too much money and get scolded by your dad?"

Xiaowen looked at Ying Ruoxi. She knew that Ying Ruoxi had extensive social connections, especially frequenting high-society parties, and knew many big bosses. Seeing Ying Ruoxi, Xiaowen had a strange idea: she wanted to get to know a rich person through Ying Ruoxi, thus realizing her childhood dream of owning her own Mercedes-Benz.

Thinking of this, she gave Ying Ruoxi a smile and said, "How could you eavesdrop on someone's phone call? How rude!"

Ying Ruoxi said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I was just passing by and saw you crying while on the phone, so I wanted to see what was wrong."

Seeing Ying Ruoxi's nervous explanation, Xiao Wen smiled sadly and said, "I have something I'd like you to help me with. Would you be willing to help?"

Looking at Xiao Wen's pitiful appearance, Ying Ruoxi quickly said, "Go ahead, I'll do my best if I can help."

Xiao Wen said, "I want to find a rich boyfriend."

Hearing Xiao Wen's words, Ying Ruoxi felt a pang of pain in his heart. Actually, he had noticed Xiao Wen for a long time; this girl was pure and innocent... Simple, with a perfect figure and looks, Ying Ruoxi had dreamt countless times of him successfully pursuing Xiao Wen, embracing her intimately. But Xiao Wen's words shattered his heart, as he, also from a modest background and a student, felt utterly heartbroken. The word "gold digger" had cruelly appeared on the girl he so desperately wanted. Xiao Wen's words seemed to negate all possibilities between Ying Ruoxi and Xiao Wen. He said heavily, "I know many wealthy friends. Come, let's sit on that bench in front of the mall for a while."

So, Ying Ruoxi led Xiao Wen to a bench beside the sidewalk of a large shopping mall. He didn't speak, his expression heavy. Xiao Wen also remained silent, waiting for Ying Ruoxi to speak. Finally, Ying Ruoxi spoke first. He said, "I have a friend whose family is extremely wealthy. I can introduce you to him, but whether he'll be interested in you depends on fate."

Xiaowen didn't say anything at the time because she genuinely didn't know what to say to Ying Ruoxi. She nodded in response to Ying Ruoxi's suggestion. Ying Ruoxi took out his phone with a serious expression and dialed his friend Junshang's number. The call connected, and it sounded noisy on Junshang's end. Ying Ruoxi said, "Junshang, it's Ruoxi. What are you busy with? I haven't seen you in a long time, so I called you."

Junshang replied on the other end of the phone, "I'm at karaoke. Want to come along? I just picked up a girl. Do you want to bring a girl along for some fun?" Ying Ruoxi Thinking of that womanizing playboy, and then looking at Xiaowen with her expectant eyes, he said on the phone, "It's like this, my lord, Xiaowen from our school wants to meet some friends like you, so I thought of you since you don't have a steady girlfriend yet."

Upon hearing this, the lord was overjoyed and immediately said, "Then just bring her over for karaoke. If you both like each other, you can try dating." Ying Ruoxi knew that "trying dating" really meant just having sex. Thinking of this, he looked at Xiaowen waiting, feeling a pang of pain, because he was about to present the woman he liked to his friend for his appreciation. But Xiaowen, being a materialistic woman, wasn't what Ying Ruoxi wanted. So, Ying Ruoxi felt relieved and took Xiaowen to a cash register karaoke bar.

Upon entering the private room, Ying Ruoxi saw a man and woman singing together, embracing. It was Junshang and his newly acquired girlfriend being intimate. Ying Ruoxi coughed, and Junshang released her. They then introduced themselves. Junshang glanced at Xiaowen several times, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. He patted Ying Ruoxi's shoulder, looking at Xiaowen, and simply said, "Ruoxi, you're a true brother." Ying Ruoxi understood what this meant: "You sent me such a great girl, you're a true brother."

After Xiaowen entered the KTV and saw Junshang, she immediately transformed, happily chatting and singing with everyone. Ying Ruoxi, who was initially a little depressed, also cheered up and joined in the conversation and singing. In the private room, there were two couples who appeared to be lovers, but no one knew that there was actually one man with two women, and the other woman was his friend. Junshang

was the son of a real estate tycoon, from a wealthy family. He named himself Junshang, implying that he would one day unify the business empire. Junshang had only one requirement for picking up girls—they had to be virgins. While chatting with Xiaowen, when he heard that Xiaowen had never had a boyfriend, Junshang smiled because this girl met the requirement.

When the karaoke session ended, Junshang said to Ying Ruoxi, "Xiaowen is a good girl, I'm going to take her." After saying that, Junshang put his arm around the girl he brought and drove away. Ying Ruoxi knew that he was going to deflower her. Looking at Xiaowen, she thought that Xiaowen would soon become like the girl from before, deflowered, then dumped, and then receive some compensation. Ying Ruoxi felt a little sad and said to Xiaowen, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a late-night snack." Xiaowen happily followed Ying Ruoxi to a Western restaurant.

Xiaowen ordered a soft-fried meal and happily ate it. Especially when she picked up a fried chicken strip and ate it sideways, Ying Ruoxi couldn't help but think of the image of Xiaowen licking his penis sideways. Ying Ruoxi sighed inwardly, wondering why these materialistic women valued money so much. Didn't they care about feelings at all? So Ying Ruoxi asked Xiaowen, "Xiaowen, why do you want to find a rich boyfriend?"

Xiaowen told Ying Ruoxi the whole story and her childhood dream. After finishing, Xiaowen said, "I want to drive my own Mercedes back to see my dad and take him on a trip." Thinking of the Romantic Hunter's graying hair, Xiaowen's eyes welled up with tears.

Upon hearing Xiaowen's wish, Ying Ruoxi suddenly made a bold decision: he would take Xiaowen and help her buy a Mercedes-Benz. But a Mercedes-Benz costs hundreds of thousands of yuan—where could he find the money? Ying Ruoxi fell into deep thought.

After a long period of contemplation, Ying Ruoxi solemnly said to Xiaowen, "Xiaowen, wait for me to find the money. I'll buy you a Mercedes-Benz right away, but you have to give me your virginity." This directness surprised and delighted Xiaowen. Ying Ruoxi was handsome, but he didn't seem wealthy at school. However, judging from his tone, he could indeed fulfill Xiaowen's dream. Xiaowen immediately hugged Ying Ruoxi tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

Ying Ruoxi pulled Xiaowen's hand away and said, "Go back to school first. I'll call you after I buy the car." Xiaowen happily rode her motorcycle away from the Western restaurant.

Where to find the money? Ying Ruoxi watched Xiaowen's departing figure, this question constantly on his mind. He remembered a family heirloom, a jade Pixiu, an antique from the Tang Dynasty, worth at least 1 million. He could quickly get 500,000 from a pawnshop, but this Pixiu had been passed down for generations. Thinking of this, Ying Ruoxi felt conflicted, yet Xiaowen's image kept appearing in his mind, driving him involuntarily... The Lord went home, retrieved the Pixiu, and called the Emperor. Ying Ruoxi said, "Your Majesty, I'd like to pawn my ancestral Pixiu to borrow some money. Is it convenient for you?"

Ying Ruoxi's ancestral Pixiu was already famous among her friends. The Emperor had once coveted the Pixiu, offering 1.3 million, but Ying Ruoxi flatly refused. This time, Ying Ruoxi took the initiative to bring the Pixiu to his door, which delighted the Emperor.

While admiring the girl singing with him at the money box after her virginity was taken, the Emperor gently touched a drop of her virgin blood that was slowly flowing from her genitals. He asked, "How much do you want for that Pixiu?"

Ying Ruoxi replied, "700,000."

The Emperor answered without hesitation, "Too much!"

Ying Ruoxi became anxious. "You asked for 1.3 million last time!" she said.

The Emperor chuckled on the phone, "Last time is last time, this time is this time. For your Pixiu, I'll only offer 500,000 at most. If you don't agree, forget it." Hearing the Emperor's familiar yet unfamiliar voice on the phone, Ying Ruoxi only heard his hoarse voice say, "Fine, 500,000 is fine, I want cash."

The Emperor chuckled again. "Meet me outside the Azure Sea Cafe."

Twenty minutes later, Jun Shang arrived at the Azure Sea Cafe with cash. Ying Ruoxi was already waiting for him outside. Before making the deal, he was in great pain. He picked up a blue glass and downed the liquor in one gulp. After finishing, he said to Jun Shang, "Deal!"

Xiao Wen was in class at school. She had no idea that the man who liked her had just made the most painful decision for her. However, she was somewhat absent-minded during class. Her eyes were vacant, and she kept thinking about Ying Ruoxi's words: "I'll buy you a Mercedes-Benz, but you have to give me your first time."

What does the first time feel like? Xiaowen didn't know, but as long as she gave her virginity to Ying Ruoxi, she could get a Mercedes-Benz. This power was enough for Xiaowen to bear any price. She waited anxiously and expectantly for Ying Ruoxi's call.

Sure enough, when she received Ying Ruoxi's call, she knew she had to go out and give herself to him for the Mercedes. On the phone, Ying Ruoxi only said a few words: "The car is bought, room 716 at Honghai Hotel."

Xiaowen quickly rode her motorcycle to Honghai Hotel and entered the room. She saw Ying Ruoxi lying on the bed wearing a red t-shirt, holding a Mercedes car key. He said, "It's registered in your name, a Mercedes C-Class. I've done what I needed to do, Xiaowen, give yourself to me!"

Xiaowen went to Ying Ruoxi's side. She remembered many foreplay scenes in movies, so she leaned against Ying Ruoxi, unzipped his pants, took out his penis, and slowly kneaded it. Ying Ruoxi initially wasn't going to move, but after Xiao Wen's touch, his penis became erect at a 90-degree angle. Remembering that he had traded a Mercedes for this girl, Ying Ruoxi flipped over and pinned Xiao Wen down. Without any foreplay, he thrust his penis into Xiao Wen's body. Xiao Wen felt a tearing pain and couldn't help but cry out, "Ah..."

Ying Ruoxi pressed down on Xiao Wen, thrusting back and forth. He knew that each thrust cost him thousands of yuan. He had never experienced such an expensive vagina before. This time, he was losing his virginity while simultaneously spending money. This complex psychological feeling made his fighting power astonishing. He thrust deeply into Xiao Wen for 20 minutes without any sign of ejaculation.

Xiaowen was in a lot of pain. Due to the lack of foreplay, her stomach was particularly painful. She even regretted making such a deal. So, when Ying Ruoxi continued to penetrate her, she forcibly struggled out from under him, hurriedly put on her clothes, and ran out of the hotel. By the hotel entrance, her stomach was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up anymore and squatted on the ground.

Ying Ruoxi didn't chase after her. He looked at the bloodstains on the sheets, a mark of virginity. He was satisfied. Although Xiaowen hadn't made him ejaculate, she had given him her first time. Ying Ruoxi bent down and smelled the bloodstains on the sheets, a satisfied smile on his face.

The next day, when Xiaowen arrived at school on her motorcycle, she received a call from Ying Ruoxi. He said, "The Mercedes is in the school parking lot. Go take a look. The license plate number is 2618, a Mercedes C200. I'll arrange for someone to bring you the keys later." Xiaowen rode her motorcycle to the school parking lot and finally saw the Mercedes that Ying Ruoxi had bought for her. The Mercedes, something she had wanted since childhood, she finally got after giving up her virginity. Sitting in front of the car, Xiaowen was filled with emotion. At the same time, the waves of pain in her lower body made her realize that everything comes at a price.

A short while later, a school janitor brought the Mercedes-Benz car keys and left. Xiaowen used the keys to open the car door, got into her own Mercedes-Benz, and looked at her name on the vehicle registration. She smiled; her dream had finally come true. She started the car, played the stereo, and the rich music began to play. Tears streamed down Xiaowen's face without her realizing it. She had her own Mercedes-Benz. She loved her car so much that she couldn't bear to leave it at night. That night, she slept in her car and slept soundly.

That night, at the school graduation party, amidst the dazzling lights and flashing neon signs, no one noticed the absence of a once vibrant and beautiful girl. In the midst of the frenzied music, humanity and friendship had vanished, leaving only urban transactions and decadence.

Xiaowen's body was found the next day in a school worker's car. She had slept there the night before with the air conditioning on, suffering from carbon monoxide poisoning. She was wearing a red blouse, lying quietly against the seat, eyes closed, seemingly asleep. A happy smile still lingered on her lips.

[The End]

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