The classic "Angels 2"

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Chapter Seven: Frenzy
Author: Qianlong
"Hold me tight." Ziwei pulled his head close to her.
"Ziwei, you're so tight, it feels so good there. Do you want me to move now?" Wenlun kissed her neck and said.
"Mmm..." Ziwei responded with her eyes closed.
Wenlun slowly pulled out and then slowly inserted again, repeating this slow thrusting motion several times. He was already so happy that he wanted to shout out.
He had already felt Ziwei's tightness when he entered her earlier, but because of the slow movements, he didn't notice anything then. But now, after thrusting, he knew that her tightness was different from ordinary people. With each thrust, his entire penis felt like it was being squeezed. Fortunately, Ziwei was very wet, which gently reduced the intense friction of the vaginal walls. Otherwise, he believed that he would definitely not be able to endure a hundred thrusts before he would explode! Even so, this unbearable and sweet pleasure made Wenlun's pores on his whole body bulge.
After several thrusts and pulls from that precious thing, the ring of the spirit turtle made Ziwei tremble violently, causing her vagina to contract uncontrollably. Combined with Wenlun's thick and long penis, each penetration almost forced open her cervix. This sensation was something she couldn't experience with Yangping. Fortunately, Wenlun cherished Ziwei and didn't forcefully assault her flower palace.
At first, the penetration was indeed very uncomfortable for Ziwei, forcing her to clench her fists and endure it. But under Wenlun's gentle exploration, she slowly began to adapt to his size, which made her feel increasingly comfortable and pleasurable. The more he penetrated, the more wonderful it felt. Her intoxicating moans gradually changed from soft whimpers to deep gasps, leaving her blushing and her eyes wide with pleasure.
The enormous, hard member was pulled in and thrust out, forcing Ziwei to concentrate all her attention on her flower cave. The feeling of fullness and the tingling sensation from the thrusting caused her secretions to gush out. With each thrust, a surging sound, "plop, plop," rose continuously at their point of contact. The lustful nectar flowed slowly from Ziwei's opening to her anus, then dripped onto the bedding, soaking a large area in no time.
Ah... if this continues, I'm really going to ascend to heaven. How can Wenlun be so powerful... Oh! I'm going to die... No... I'm going to lose it, lose it... Ah...! As soon as the whispered cry faded, Ziwei's flower chamber began to contract and tremble repeatedly, and her vaginal fluids surged forth in a torrent, pouring directly onto Wenlun's head.
Wenlun felt her flesh walls suddenly tighten, gripping his enormous member tightly. Then, with a series of sucking and sucking contractions, he knew that Ziwei had reached the peak of her desire. He cooperated with her, wanting her to reach heaven with pleasure. Several rapid and fierce thrusts followed, until Ziwei was completely exhausted.
Seeing Ziwei limp and still panting, Wenlun couldn't bear to ravage her any longer. He could only press against her still convulsing flower bud, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead, and whispered, "If you can't take it, I'll pull out, okay?"
Ziwei half-opened her weak eyes, slowly shaking her head, but unable to speak. The torrent of passion from before still swirled in her mind, her entire head filled with the lingering afterglow of the previous encounter.
Wenlun didn't move, but remained deeply inside her, gently caressing her until Ziwei slowly recovered, opened her eyes, and gave him a charming smile: "I'm useless, but I've never tried anything like this before. I almost fainted just now."
"Are you feeling better now?"
"A little bit, but it's okay, shall we continue?" Ziwei said tenderly.
"Let's rest a little longer."
"No need, you weren't finished yet, this will be too tiring for you."
"How could it be? You're so tight, I'm already very satisfied with just being inside you." Of course, this wasn't what he really meant. Looking at this naked angel on earth, who would be willing to give up? And the inexperienced Ziwei, of course, didn't understand the situation, and was even made to feel sweet by Wenlun's words.
"I wanted to make you happy today, but I'm so useless. I can't even do the smallest thing."
"Don't say that. You did very well. You probably don't even realize it, but your beautiful figure and that tightness are enough to drive a man crazy for a lifetime." "
I know that's not what you really think. I've heard from books and friends that men love women who are wanton in bed, especially their wives or girlfriends. They say women are chaste in public and wanton in bed. Isn't that true?" Ziwei didn't dare say the above in front of Wenlun. She had only heard it from Yangping.
"This..." Wenlun couldn't think of anything to say for a moment. This was something no man could deny.
"I'm right, aren't I!" Ziwei smiled slightly. "But I couldn't get wanton just now. I couldn't even lift myself up to cooperate with you. Don't you think I'm useless?" Wenlun remained silent, only gently stroking her hair.
"Wenlun, you're so strong! No wonder people say most women like big things. Today I really experienced that feeling. It was so good and comfortable, I couldn't handle it. Maybe if I do it with you a few more times, I'll slowly get used to it." "
Actually, as long as everyone's happy, let it happen naturally. Don't be so deliberate," Wenlun said.
"Mm!" Ziwei reached out and hugged him tightly: "Wenlun, I want to ask you something. Have you felt any unease because of my separation from Yangping?"
"Well... a little bit!" Wenlun asked himself honestly. Up until now, he had indeed felt a little sad for Yangping.
"Actually, the reason we've ended up like this isn't entirely because of you. Even if I hadn't met you, I believe our breakup would have been inevitable."
Wenlun, hearing this, perked up. "Is there a lot you two don't get along with?"
"Not many, but the longer we're together, the less I like him. When I first met him, I probably didn't understand him very well, and what I disliked most about him was his servility and his flamboyant manner. Later, I heard that he got his position as section chief by stepping on other people's shoulders. But the main reason is that my mother doesn't like me dating Japanese men, so she doesn't know about Yohei and me. I only told Yinyin about it recently."
"Why does your mother dislike Japanese people?"
"My mother often says that Japanese people are the most hypocritical people in the world. Their mechanical politeness is a prime example. She also says that most Japanese people are a bit neurotic, probably due to work pressure."
"Luckily, I'm not Japanese, otherwise, getting past your mother would have been a nightmare,"
Ziwei smiled. "If you were Japanese when I met you in Shinjuku, I wouldn't have felt this way about you, and I might not be with you today..."
"...with this, is that right?" Wenlun chuckled, slowly pulling out his still painfully hard member, then suddenly thrusting it in, the egg-sized head piercing Ziwei's flower bud.
"Ah..." Ziwei's mouth gaped open: "You're so naughty, so rough."
"Did I hurt you?" Wenlun felt guilty for his sudden playfulness.
Ziwei gazed at him affectionately, gently shaking her head, a small hand slipping between their points, her jade fingers curling to grasp his still partially exposed penis: "It's so hard."
Wenlun let her hold his penis, lowered his head to kiss her lips, and simultaneously cupped one of Ziwei's breasts in his hand, gently kneading it and savoring the fullness between his fingers.
Unexpectedly, after only a short while, Ziwei began to pant heavily, her hips and waist twisting and thrusting beneath him, causing Wenlun to become uncontrollably aroused.
Ziwei had already released his penis, instead grabbing Wenlun's buttocks with both hands and pressing them forcefully against herself: "Ah...so deep, so comfortable." Her long, beautiful legs, without a single vein, suddenly crossed and wrapped around Wenlun's waist, enjoying the possession of his massive member.
This rapid onslaught, with each thrust, caused her labia to open and close, her juices splashing. For over twenty minutes, Ziwei was again in a daze, deeply and utterly exhausted.
Although Wenlun's sword was sharp and his spear pointed... Unable to resist the tight, narrow valley, he felt a slight numbness in his lower back, knowing he was on the verge of climax. He hastily pried open Ziwei's legs wrapped around his waist and pulled his penis away from her flower garden. But as soon as he pulled out, he couldn't hold back any longer; his glans opened, and white fluid gushed out in an arc, flying past Ziwei's head, one spurt after another, several before finally stopping.
Ziwei's face, cleavage, and lower abdomen were all covered in the sticky white fluid. Although Ziwei was already dizzy from the intense pleasure, the splash of the fluid on her body and face instantly woke her up, her eyes fixed on her prized possession.
"I'm sorry," Wenlun hurriedly tried to wipe the fluid from her mouth, but the more he wiped, the more it spread. He could only waddle his half-erect penis to the bathroom. When he came out with a roll of toilet paper, he saw Ziwei already sitting up, wiping the fluid from her breasts with her fingers.
Wenlun quickly cleaned her up with toilet paper before wiping the tatami mat and bedding clean.
Ziwei stared at him with wide eyes until he finished cleaning and sat back down beside her. Ziwei wrapped her arms around his arm, rested her head on his shoulder, and whispered, "You didn't ejaculate inside me because you were afraid I'd get pregnant?"
Wenlun glanced at her and nodded.
"I've been using contraception since what happened with Yangping, so you can rest assured now."
"If I'd known that, I wouldn't have needed to...!" Wenlun said with a wry smile, "Not only did I get you all over me, but you almost ate my... you know! Come on, shall we take a bath?"
Ziwei nodded, letting him pull her into the bathroom.
The snow-white bathroom was very clean. Although there was no Japanese-style bathtub, the Western-style bathtub was quite spacious, so even two people bathing together wouldn't feel cramped.
Even though Wenlun's room had the heating on, it was still winter. Wenlun turned on the tap and adjusted the water to a comfortable temperature. Soon, the room was filled with warm steam.
The two stepped into the bathtub, and Ziwei asked, "Do you usually bathe in the bathtub?"
Wenlun shook his head and said, "I usually prefer the lotus head bath, but today is an exception. Come, sit in front of me." After saying that, he spread his legs, helped Ziwei up, and made her sit with her back to him on his lap, so that her back was against his chest.
"Is this your first time bathing with someone?" Wenlun didn't dare to say Yangping's name, so he had to probe indirectly.
"Of course not," Ziwei answered readily.
Wenlun frowned. Although Ziwei and Yangping's affair was in the past, that's how people are; even knowing that hearing it would make them uncomfortable, they still like to hear it.
"Oh! Is that so?"
Wen Lun replied in a low, stiff voice. Zi Wei, of course, noticed the change in his tone, so she took his right hand, which was reaching out to her, and slowly pulled it to her left breast, pressing it against her skin. She smiled and said, "If that person were Yang Ping, would you be angry?"
"That's all in the past, why would I be angry?"
"Really." Zi Wei held his hand and rubbed it against her breast. "Actually, that person was my mother, but that happened sixteen or seventeen years ago."
Wen Lun laughed. "Oh! So you were deliberately playing a trick on me, intentionally going in circles to make me anxious." His right hand suddenly tickled her under her armpit with his middle finger.
"Ah! It tickles... I don't want it..." She fell into his arms, twisting her body to avoid his hand.
Wen Lun hugged her tightly, letting her lie back on his shoulder. "You should know that anyone who plays tricks on me must be punished." He cupped one of her breasts from behind with one hand, and reached down to her nipple with the other, rubbing the protruding clitoris with his middle finger.
"Ah...no...I never...I never said it was him, I was just asking you...ah...Wenlun, don't touch there, I...I can't...I can't take it...ah..."
"Who told you to tease me?" Wenlun's middle finger suddenly parted her labia and thrust in and out, while his right hand played with her nipples, making Ziwei tremble all over.
Ziwei pushed away the hand holding her breast, twisted her upper body desperately, and hugged Wenlun tightly with both hands, but her buttocks were sitting on the bathtub, and her lower body could not move or dodge, so she could only let Wenlun explore her vagina and dig her hole. Soon, her bent legs spread wider and wider, allowing Wenlun to do whatever he wanted. At
this time, the water had risen to the edge of the bathtub, but Wenlun did not have time to turn off the faucet, so he could only let the water in the bathtub seep out. Fortunately, there was a drain in the floor, so there was no fear that it would seep into the room.
Ziwei's moans grew more intense, her full breasts rubbing against Wenlun's side incessantly: "Ah...take a break, I can't take it anymore...ah..." In the heat of passion, her small hands unconsciously reached towards his crotch, and when they touched Wenlun's penis, she curled her fingers and grasped it, quickly stroking it.
Wenlun's penis grew more and more swollen, harder and harder. Ziwei, in his arms, raised her head like a kitten, looking at him with her watery eyes, her face pitiful, and said in a trembling voice: "I...I can't take it, ah! Wenlun...I want it so much, please...use your big thing to fuck Ziwei...ah..."
Wenlun gazed at her pretty face, slowly pulling his fingers out, and Ziwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Would you like to sit on top?" Wenlun stroked her hair and whispered.
Ziwei nodded in agreement, and Wenlun helped her turn around so they sat facing each other. "Come on, let me hold you."
Ziwei straddled his lap, obediently crawling onto his chest, then raising her hips so that Wenlun's member could press against her vulva. She said softly, "Fuck me...put it in, give it to me."
Wenlun saw her flushed cheeks and her beautiful eyes already shining with a thirsty light. He knew she was already burning with desire, so he grasped his large member, rubbing it against her vulva for a while before slowly entering her. Ziwei
hugged him tightly, lowering her hips until they touched her clitoris. She paused slightly, then suddenly gritted her teeth, but pressed her hips down forcefully again.
"Ah..." she cried softly, but her hips continued to sink, and the cervix deep inside her was slowly stretched open by the large member.
Wenlun's penis penetrated even deeper. He felt as if his head was being sucked hard by a small mouth, and he was taken aback when Ziwei suddenly sat down hard, followed by an "Ah" sound from her mouth.
The eighteen-centimeter-long member was fully inserted. Ziwei felt her vagina and uterus swell to their limit. Aside from the initial pain when the massive member slid into her cervix, it felt much better afterward. But the feeling of being completely filled was something Ziwei was experiencing for the first time—it was incredibly wonderful.
Ziwei gasped for breath and hugged Wenlun tightly: "I finally…finally have you completely."
"Ziwei, you…" Wenlun hadn't expected her to endure the pain of her cervix being stretched open! As far as he knew, many women didn't like men with large penises, fearing the pain caused by the thrusting into their uterus. Seeing Ziwei's affected manner, he was moved and quickly said, "Pull it out quickly, it will hurt you a lot."
Ziwei shook her head: "It did hurt a little when it was first opened, but I don't feel anything now. Wenlun, promise me, every time you make love with me, you have to insert your thing all the way in, so that I can get used to your length. I want to have you all the time, can you promise me?"
"This..." Wenlun didn't know how to answer. He really didn't want Ziwei to endure this kind of pain every time they made love.
"You won't promise?" Ziwei stared at him.
"It will be very hard for you, and it's not necessary!"
"No, I don't feel it's hard at all, on the contrary, it feels so good to be full, please, okay?"
Wenlun had no choice but to nod. Seeing this, Ziwei happily kissed him and said coquettishly, "You're so good, my good husband. Now, let's start fucking Ziwei, okay? Fuck me hard, and remember to ejaculate inside me. Ziwei really wants to enjoy Wenlun's hot semen." After saying that, she took the initiative to lift her left breast with her hand and put it in Wenlun's mouth: "Kiss me, eat me while fucking me. This time, Ziwei will become the most lewd slut in the world in front of you."
Wenlun looked at the Ziwei in front of him, who was usually gentle, refined, and stunningly beautiful, and suddenly changed 180 degrees. Her behavior and speech were lewd and wanton, which indeed made his blood boil. But he understood perfectly well that this was her deliberate act. Her only purpose was to be the protagonist of the so-called motto "A virtuous woman outside, a slut in bed." All of this was simply her way of pleasing herself, to derive endless pleasure from sex. Although Ziwei's lewd words were somewhat stiff and affected, they still came from her own mouth. The feeling of being teased by her lewd words was something no man could resist. Thinking of this, Wenlun felt truly grateful and moved.
"In that case, let's not do it in the bathtub, let's go to the floor and have a good time." Wenlun became more lively, his words no longer so refined. To fully enjoy the pleasure of sex, one must abandon all constraints and open oneself up.
Wenlun helped her out of the bathtub and pressed her down onto the wet stone floor. Unexpectedly, Ziwei stubbornly got up and said to Wenlun, "Can you lie down? I want to be on top."
Wenlun was stunned at first, then smiled and complied with him lying on his back. Ziwei then lay down on top of him, perfectly suited for a 69 position.
This time, Wenlun was greatly surprised. He smiled and said to her, "I didn't expect you to know this."
Ziwei grasped his penis with one jade-like hand, turned around and gave him a lovely smile: "Although I've never tried it, I learned it from a videotape. Oh, right, there's something else I forgot to ask you. I've never kissed this before, and I don't know where to kiss to make you feel good. Tell me quickly."
Wenlun was immediately stunned. This innocent little angel, it seems she really wants to be a slut! He smiled and told her how to lick the shaft, how to suck the scrotum, how to suck the head, how to use your hands to stroke it, and most importantly, not to bite with your teeth, etc. Although the techniques were only a few words, they were very clear. Ziwei understood the general idea after hearing it once.
This time, it was time for real action. Ziwei gripped the eighteen-centimeter-long behemoth firmly in her hand, making it stand straight up to the sky. This towering posture made Wenlun's behemoth appear even larger, its head as plump and round as a duck egg. Ziwei stared wide-eyed, but after a long, stunned look, her delicate tongue darted out several times, yet she never dared to lean in and lick it.
Seeing this, Wenlun couldn't help but chuckle to himself, thinking that she was so useless; if he didn't properly train her, how could she ever become a respectable harlot?
He finally said with a hint of teasing, "Ziwei, it seems you can't do it, so forget it."
Ziwei heard this and just kept shaking her head, "No... I... I can definitely do it..." After saying that, she swallowed hard, slowly stuck out her fragrant tongue again, puffed out her cheeks and brought her head closer, finally licking the head of the penis. Wenlun cheered her on, exaggeratingly shouting, "Whoosh, so good!"
This shout was indeed timely. When Ziwei heard him say that it was good, she immediately perked up and became much bolder. She licked it again and again, and finally licked it more and more frequently. Her two small hands held the penis, sometimes holding it upright, sometimes laying it horizontally, and her cherry lips began to lightly kiss and lick the shaft, sometimes from bottom to top and then from top to bottom. Wen Lun, however, used another method to help her. He first straddled Ziwei's body, placing her vulva on his nose, exposing it completely to her. Ziwei, sensing his intention, proactively and generously raised her buttocks, allowing him to see her proud, delicate vulva more clearly, making it easier for him to succeed.
Wen Lun gazed at her rosy little vulva and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wonderful!"
This was the finest and most beautiful vulva he had ever seen. The soft, delicate pubic hair, glistening with moisture, was extremely neat, though not thick, just a small tuft. The pink slit was exceptionally fresh and full, glistening with moisture, already filling the entire tender opening, now tightly sealed like a virgin, faintly exuding a delicate fragrance.
Wenlun took a deep breath, gently parting the two labia majora with two fingers, revealing the pink vaginal walls and the folds of flesh, radiating a vibrant red glow. He finally lost all patience, hastily extending his tongue to gently lick upwards from below the labia, all the way to the delicate clitoris. Then, he gently pulled it with his lips.
"Ah..." The intense touch sent Ziwei into an instant ecstasy. With just one lick, Ziwei shuddered violently. After a few more licks, waves of love juice gushed out like a burst dam.
Then came her moans and cries of pleasure: "Ah... Wenlun, don't stop, it feels so good... Ah! Mmm..." With that final "Mmm...", Wenlun felt his large penis suddenly surrounded by a wetness, knowing Ziwei had begun to climax. He finally took his head into her mouth, sucking incessantly.
At this moment, Wenlun's tongue began to intensify its entanglement around her clitoris, occasionally sucking and grinding it into his mouth.
Ziwei could no longer hold back; her entire alluring body trembled violently, and her juices surged forth like a raging torrent.
Wenlun caressed her two soft, plump buttocks with one hand, while the other inserted into her already surging flower garden, greedily teasing and exploring it.
"Ah... I'm going to die... Ziwei feels so good, Wenlun, I love you, I love you to death... Ah! I'm coming again..." Ziwei gripped his penis tightly, trembling several times in succession. This time, she truly climaxed, her juices soaking Wenlun's mouth and face, but he did not stop, still thirstily continuing to lick wildly.
How could Ziwei withstand it? Before long, she hurriedly propped herself up, weakly lying on Wenlun's body, only panting: "Wenlun, fuck me... fuck Ziwei quickly, I can't take it."
Wenlun placed her on the ground, leaned close to her, and asked, "Do you really want it that much?"
Ziwei nodded weakly.
Wenlun hurriedly knelt between her legs. Judging from his eagerness, he was indeed burning with desire and had reached the point where he absolutely had to release it.
At the same time, Ziwei had already spread her legs to cooperate with him. Wenlun, holding his "big gun," aimed slightly and thrust in.
Ziwei was still as tight as ever, and the feeling of his penis being squeezed was both pleasurable and comfortable. This time, Wenlun complied with Ziwei's request, thrusting straight into her deepest palace, then continued to push deeper and harder, finally breaking through her uterus and inserting his entire penis.
At first, when Ziwei's palace was stretched open, she did feel uncomfortable. She immediately frowned and opened her eyes, looking extremely uncomfortable. But soon, with Wenlun's rapid thrusting, she gradually adapted to the fullness and beauty of her being penetrated. She no longer found Wenlun's size as overwhelming as the first time; she only felt his large, hard, and hot member constantly moving in and out of her vagina, making her feel increasingly comfortable and incredibly beautiful.
Wenlun thrust heavily dozens of times in quick succession, causing Ziwei's beautiful breasts to bounce up and down, swaying incessantly. This sight made Wenlun even more dizzy and passionate. He couldn't help but place one of her breasts on one hand, thrusting and kneading it simultaneously.
Ziwei's exquisite face was already flushed, and her small mouth emitted broken moans.
Before long, the excessive passion made Ziwei finally forget everything, and she began to cry out in lewd words.
"So amazing... **** is killing me, Ziwei is really going to die..."
"How can I let my wife die? I'll pull out..." Wenlun switched to using both hands, grabbing her breasts with one hand each, playing with and kneading them incessantly, while his waist never stopped thrusting.
"No, please don't... Ziwei, let your good husband kill you, you mustn't pull out..."
"But you really will die..."
"If I die, that's fine... thrust harder... he's biting my cervix again... good husband, please fuck Ziwei to death... ah! It feels so good, Ziwei loves you so much..."
"Ziwei is so tight, squeeze me tightly... oh! It feels so good... let's cum together..."
"Okay, Ziwei and husband will cum together... ascend to heaven, fuck me hard again... I'm about to come... I love you so much... I'm so happy, ah... cum inside me... ah! I cummed... you cummed so much... cummed again... it feels so good to Ziwei..."
She felt Wenlun's passion gushing out, pouring into her deep palace. Wen Lun, after several satisfying ejaculations, was so aroused that his body was weak. He rolled over and lay on his back beside Zi Wei, panting heavily.
Zi Wei herself, needless to say, had never experienced such intense pleasure. She was already in a semi-conscious state, her perfectly beautiful naked body heaving rapidly. Only when Wen Lun straddled her and began to play with her breasts did Zi Wei slowly open her still dazed eyes.
"Are you satisfied now?" Wen Lun said with a wicked smile.
"It felt so good. You're so strong. If you keep going, I'm afraid I'll really die." Zi Wei took his greedy hand and kissed it lightly.
"Zi Wei, how about we stay here tonight? I want to love you one more night." Wen Lun caressed her cherry lips with his fingers.
Ziwei gave him a warm and lovely smile, then snuggled into his arms, wanting him to hold her and enjoy the sweet intimacy. "I really want to stay, Ziwei really wants to stay so you can love me more, but not tonight. Mom won't let me stay out overnight. I'll come back after work tomorrow, okay?" "
There's nothing I can do about that," Wenlun said helplessly. "
Don't be so coy. Okay, I'll find a way to stay. Don't be angry, okay?" Ziwei looked at him affectionately.
"Silly girl, I won't be angry with you. Since your mother won't let you come home at night, she'll take you home after dinner. You don't need to think of any silly ways." "
Oh no! Now that you mention it, the groceries I bought for cooking haven't been put away yet. They're still on the coffee table in the living room." Ziwei pushed Wenlun away and sat up.
"What's the rush? Take a shower first, then you can get ready."
"But Zhixian and Yinyin will be back soon. It wouldn't be good if they saw us like this, especially since we're right here." "
Don't worry, I have a feeling Yinyin won't come today. She and Zhixian are having a huge fight, so she probably won't be here tonight. You don't need to cook for her."
"How do you know?" Ziwei didn't believe him and thought Wenlun was teasing her again.
"I just have this intuition, but these past few days, my intuition has been incredibly accurate. Even today, when you and I were doing this, I sensed it long ago." Wenlun's expression suddenly changed: "Oh no, something's happened."
"What?" Ziwei stared at him blankly.
"Hahaha... This is wonderful! Zhixian has finally met his match."
"What are you talking about?" Ziwei stared at him in confusion.
"You silly cousin, you actually dared to slap Zhixian! This is going to be interesting."
"Oh?" Ziwei's beautiful eyes widened. "Don't joke around. They were watching a movie peacefully, how could they be arguing? Even if they were arguing, you weren't there, how would you know? I don't believe your nonsense." "If
you don't believe me, ask Zhixian when he gets back and see if I'm wrong."
"Of course I don't believe you! Come on, hurry up and take a shower, you big talker, stop spouting nonsense. I still need to prepare dinner; I believe they'll be back soon. "
Chapter Eight: The Game
Author: Qianlong
After the two finished bathing, Ziwei couldn't wait to put the vegetables and meat back in the kitchen and started washing the vegetables and rice.
Wenlun poked his head in from outside the door: "What good dishes are there tonight? Do you need my help?"
Ziwei turned around and smiled at him: "No need, looking at your young master's appearance, I'm sure you don't know how to wash vegetables and rice! Tonight we have crispy fried meatballs, stir-fried beef and vegetables, and seafood. Look, these crabs are so fat."
"You're wrong this time. My specialty is making meatballs and washing crabs. Want to see my skills?" As he spoke, he came out.
Ziwei said with a doubtful tone, "Alright, since you say you're so capable, you can make these meatballs."
Wenlun came up behind her, put his hands on her waist, pulled her close, and whispered in her ear, "Then I won't be polite. Leave the meatball making to me, I guarantee it'll be perfect."
Suddenly, he moved his hands up and, through Ziwei's clothes, grasped her full breasts and began to rub and knead them.
Ziwei's body went limp instantly. She tilted her head back coquettishly, her starry eyes half-closed as she pressed against him, and said softly, "Don't do this, I still want to eat vegetables... Ah! Your hand..." It turned out that Wenlun's right hand had moved to her crotch, pressing against her plump buttocks.
"Didn't you ask me to help? Now that I'm here, why are you not letting me?"
"I asked... I asked you to make meatballs, but I didn't... I didn't ask you to make this..."
"I'm making meatballs, it's just that this one is bigger and plumper." Wenlun said with a smile.
"Ah! I'm going to die, how could you... Ah... Don't do it anymore, I'm going to get wet..." Ziwei quickly put down the vegetables in her hands, turned around and hugged him: "Please let me go, if you keep doing this, I'll want you again."
"Then I'll want you." Wenlun lowered his head and kissed her cheeks haphazardly.
"No, my brothers will be back soon." Ziwei obediently raised her face to look at him.
"My gut feeling tells me he's still in Shinjuku, and it'll take him an hour to get back here."
"What kind of gut feeling is this? I don't believe you." Ziwei pouted at him.
"Believe it or not, it's certain you want me to make meatballs. If you want me to go out, at least let me finish my work first." Wenlun smiled wickedly.
Ziwei was truly helpless against her beloved yet rather shameless lover. She could only slowly pull out the white sweater tucked into her short skirt, reach inside to unhook her bra, and then wrap her arms around Wenlun's waist. Looking up at him tenderly, she said, "Is this alright?"
"You're my dear Ziwei," he said, kissing her cheek. "How about this: if you can answer all the questions I ask you correctly, I'll let you go. Otherwise, even if Zhixian comes back, you'll have to wait until I finish what I'm doing here before I let you go."
"How can that be? My brothers will be back soon. If I don't answer correctly, what will happen if they see us like this? I don't want that!" Ziwei tried to push him away, but Wenlun held her tightly.
"I can't let you say no now. Look how hard my darling is, it's even bulging out of my shorts. How can I not release it? Here's the deal: I'll break it down into three rounds of questions. If you answer one round correctly, you don't have to go through the next. If you answer all three rounds incorrectly, then I'm sorry. What do you think of this thing?"
"That's no fun! But if I don't do as you say, I know you won't let me off the hook. Okay, tell me what the three rounds are like?" Actually, Ziwei also found it very interesting. She didn't expect Wenlun to have so many clever ideas when making love, which really added a lot of fun to the relationship.
Seeing that she was gradually falling into his trap, Wenlun couldn't help but chuckle to himself: "The first challenge is that I'll only touch your upper body; the second challenge is different, you have to take off your skirt and panties so I can touch your whole body; and the third challenge, of course, is to have sex with my Ziwei. But you have to remember, you can't get a single question wrong, okay?"
"This..." Ziwei hesitated, "If your questions are too difficult and I don't know the answers, how am I supposed to answer them?"
"No problem, every single one is extremely simple, even a three-year-old could answer them, let alone you. If you don't answer, I'll come and have sex with you right away. I'm afraid I won't be finished by the time Zhixian gets home, aren't you afraid your brother will see?" Wenlun used both soft and hard tactics, and how could Ziwei resist?
"Okay, but don't ask me anything too difficult, or I won't play anymore." Ziwei looked at him with a half-suspicious gaze.
"Not difficult, of course not difficult." He then took off Ziwei's sweater and bra, and had her sit on a worktable in the kitchen. The worktable was of suitable height, perfect as a balcony. Wenlun leaned closer, then pulled her into his arms, and lowered his head to bite her earlobe, saying, "I'm going to start now. Look up at me, and don't look away, understand?"
Ziwei pitifully raised her head, her bright eyes looking at him shyly.
"That's right, that's how it is, so I can admire my beautiful face while I'm doing it. I'm going to start now." Wenlun smiled wickedly.
Wenlun wrapped one arm around her slender waist, holding her body in place, while his right hand began to cover one of her delicate breasts. He smiled and asked, "What am I doing now?"
Ziwei thought she was doomed. So this was what he was asking her! But she couldn't refuse, so she said shyly, "Wenlun is playing...playing with my breasts."
"Is it the left or the right?"
"It's...it's the left..."
"And what am I doing now?"
"Ah...now...now Wenlun is using...using his fingers to twist...twirl Ziwei's nipple...ah..." The physical excitement combined with her lewd words instantly gave Ziwei an indescribable pleasure, and her lovely face turned bright red.
As Wenlun played with her, he kept his eyes fixed on this stunning beauty. Seeing her expression become even more alluring with his lewdness, Wenlun's manhood swelled and hard, its head already protruding from his shorts.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Wenlun quickly pulled off his shorts and underwear, throwing them on the ground. His 18-centimeter-long, thick member immediately stood erect before Ziwei, making her heart race. She desperately wanted to open her mouth and take his head in, while the tender flesh inside her vagina contracted and trembled incessantly, her juices seeping out.
"And now, what about my fingers?" Wenlun asked, gazing at her. "
Ugh! I'm going to die!" Ziwei shuddered. "Wenlun is... he's pulling on Ziwei's nipples..."
"Ziwei, support yourself with your hands." Wenlun withdrew his left hand from her slender waist. "Now, how am I going to do it to Ziwei?"
"Now... Wenlun will play with... play with Ziwei's breasts with both hands..."
"Very good answer. Now, let me ask you again, does Ziwei want to play with Wenlun's treasure?" Wenlun asked with a smile.
Honestly, how could he ask such a question? How was she supposed to answer?!
"Speak quickly!" Wenlun rubbed Ziwei's breasts until they were deformed, urging her on.
"Ziwei... I really want to play... play with Wenlun's treasure..." Ziwei finally mustered the courage to speak.
"If you want to play, then reach out and hold it, and play with it to your heart's content." Wenlun looked at her blushing face and couldn't help but think to himself, "With this killer move, I guarantee it won't be long before I've successfully trained this charming angel."
Ziwei finally reached out her jade hand and grasped Wenlun's large treasure, which he had deliberately brought close to her, and gently began to play with it. Suddenly, she let out a soft "Oh!" as Wenlun opened his mouth and took one of her nipples into his mouth.
Soon, Wenlun asked through his teeth, "What am I doing now?"
"Wenlun... he's sucking on Ziwei's nipple while playing... playing with Ziwei's other breast..."
"That's right, is Ziwei comfortable?"
"Ziwei, it feels so good, so good... suck harder. Ah! Don't bite me... my nipples..."
"What are you playing with now, Ziwei?"
"Playing with Wenlun's scrotum... it's so soft and swollen, so fun..."
"Want to suck my treasure?"
"I really want to... Ah! Don't pull my nipples. Ah! Ziwei wants to suck Wenlun's big thing. Ah! Please don't bite anymore... good Wenlun... Ziwei is about to die of pleasure..."
"Okay, let me ask you again, what are your fingers touching now?"
"Ziwei's fingers are touching... touching the little mouth of Wenlun's penis."
"Wrong! You lost the first round." Wenlun stood up, smiling at her: "That's not a little mouth, it's called a horse's eye, so you lost this time and have to pass the second round."
"You..." Ziwei was immediately dumbfounded: "How was I supposed to know it was called a 'horse's eye'? You're so unreasonable."
"Wrong is wrong, what's the point of reasoning? Quickly take off your skirt and panties. If you keep stalling, what will happen when Zhixian comes back and sees you like this... hehe..." Wenlun gave a sly smile.
Ziwei had no choice but to take off her skirt and panties, revealing her naked body. Her bare legs dangled as she sat on the counter. Although it was an open kitchen, thankfully there was a screen door. To reassure her, Wenlun closed the kitchen screen door.
"Wow! Ziwei looks so beautiful naked. Quickly spread your legs."
Ziwei had no choice but to spread her legs, revealing her wet vulva. Wenlun knelt down, looked up at her, and made a face. Ziwei shyly turned her face away, not daring to look at him.
"Now it's the second stage. What am I doing now?"
"Wenlun is stroking my pubic hair with his fingers." Ziwei had turned around at this moment and looked down at Wenlun's actions.
"And now?"
"Ah! You're...you're touching my little lips...um! Wenlun, you...ah! Now it's clitoris. I'm going to die...I can't take it...don't rub anymore...don't..."
"Ugh! Ziwei is so wet, what am I doing..."
"Um! You're...you're sucking...no, drinking...drinking Ziwei's water. Ah! I can't take it, how could this happen! I...I don't want it anymore..."
"What are my fingers doing now?" Wenlun's voice had begun to hoarse.
"You...how could you pull...pull my little lips. Ah! Pulling them so long..." Ziwei looked down, and seeing this lewd scene, her pretty face turned even redder.
"How long is it?"
"Wenlun, you're so naughty... Ah! Pull... Pull it to four centimeters... Don't do this, now you're parting Ziwei's little lips. You're licking... licking inside Ziwei... Ah! I can't take it..." At this moment, under Wenlun's teasing, Ziwei could no longer control her primal lust. She supported her body with one hand and grasped one of her breasts with the other, rubbing it vigorously. Her jade legs spread wider and wider, and her beautiful eyes were already moist and half-closed.
"And now what am I doing?"
"Wenlun is using...using his fingers to dig...digging into Ziwei's little sister. Hmm! Too deep..."
"Wrong! You've failed the second test again." Wenlun stood up and saw that Ziwei's starry eyes were half-closed, her face flushed with a charming intoxication, her small mouth slightly open, panting heavily. Wenlun smiled knowingly: "That's not called 'little sister,' it's called genitals."
"But...my friends and Yinyin...that's what they call it."
"Because I don't call it that, you're wrong, understand?" Wenlun chuckled inwardly.
This person is simply being unreasonable. How would she know what you call it? In the end, she just wants to have sex with me, and she still wants me to pass three tests...! Ziwei finally understood Wenlun's intentions.
"Alright, you've failed the second test again. What do you think we should do next?" Wenlun asked, his big, erect penis standing tall.
Ziwei reached out her small hand and grasped his, her expression half-dazed and half-drunk yet filled with desire. She gazed at him intently and said, "I want...I want to fuck Ziwei."
"Does Ziwei like me to fuck her? What will you use to fuck Ziwei?"
"I like it. Ziwei likes to be fucked by Wenlun. I want Wenlun's **** to fuck Ziwei's genitals." As she spoke, she could no longer resist Wenlun's temptation. She forcefully pulled on his penis, making his head rub against her vulva.
"Very good! You really won't call me 'sister' anymore. Ziwei will spread her genitals open for Wenlun to fuck her, okay?"
"Mmm!" Ziwei obediently parted one vulva with one hand, grasped Wenlun's big penis with the other, and slowly inserted the head.
"Ah...so good...****It's so swollen. Ah..."
"How is my big darling fucking Ziwei now?"
"****It...it's halfway in. So full, it's reached the flower bud...ah! The flower palace is stretched open, all the way in, Ziwei's genitals have already covered Wenlun's ****." Actually, there was no need to answer any more questions in the third round, but Ziwei was so horny that she still answered stupidly.
At this moment, the huge thing was fully inserted into the flower palace, firmly held by Ziwei's tight vagina. Wenlun breathed a long sigh of relief, while Ziwei's hands were already behind her back, supporting her backward body, looking down at the point where the two were joined.
Wenlun's left hand first encircled her waist, and his right hand grasped one of her jade breasts, and he began to slowly thrust in and out.
Ziwei saw her beloved man's huge thing thrusting into her with each stroke, the scene was extremely obscene, and the "squirt, squirt" sound of the thrusting water made Ziwei's lust rise even higher.
Wenlun, however, was even more excited. Gazing at the breathtakingly beautiful Ziwei before him, he saw her captivating, watery eyes, half-open and half-closed. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her rosy cheeks shone with happiness, making her even more adorable and charming. Her beautiful breasts swayed with each contraction, a truly mesmerizing sight. But what was most alluring was her incredibly narrow vaginal canal. His penis, like a fish's mouth, was not only incredibly tight to the touch but also sucked and squeezed incessantly with her passionate contractions—a beauty beyond description.
"Ziwei, how is my current darling fucking you?"
"Wenlun's... **** is going in and out... fucking Ziwei. Mmm! My flower palace has been breached... Ah! So good..."
"Are you happy now?"
"Ziwei is so happy, Ziwei loves Wenlun fucking her. Ah! **** is so cute... it feels so good on Ziwei... it's reached its climax again. Oh my god... ****, I ****..."
Wenlun felt her contractions intensely, knowing she had truly reached her climax. He thrust his penis deep into her cervix, and Ziwei trembled violently. Her climax immediately rushed to his penis. After Ziwei finished, seeing her weak and about to collapse onto the table, Wenlun immediately caught her, preventing her from lying down, and pulled her close to his chest.
Ziwei gasped for breath, nestled against his chest, and after a long while, looked up at him and said, "Wenlun, I... I've been killed by you. Please, just cum already, I can't take it anymore."
"Can you cum all over Ziwei?"
"Yes, cum all over Ziwei. I love you so much. Wenlun made Ziwei feel so good, but I'm so weak now, I'm afraid I can't do it anymore today."
"Then what about me! I'm still rock hard." Wenlun had truly brought this upon himself, but seeing that Ziwei was indeed finding it difficult to continue, it was understandable, as she had already been thoroughly exhausted today.
"Wenlun, you haven't climaxed yet, so let's have some fun with Ziwei's little mouth. I'll let you swallow it, okay?"
"You really want to do this?" Wenlun was overjoyed.
"Yes! Come on, pull your rod out first, and let me kneel down." Ziwei was about to leave his embrace, but Wenlun stopped her.
"Wait a moment, I'll show you something interesting." Wenlun said with a smile.
Ziwei was puzzled, but then she saw Wenlun sit her body firmly on the edge of the platform, her legs dangling to the ground. He also straightened his body, but his huge member was still tightly inserted deep into Ziwei's flower palace.
"Come on, use your hands to spread your lips apart and watch me pull my treasure out." Ziwei was confused, but she had no choice but to do as he said.
Suddenly, Wenlun pulled out quickly, and his entire eighteen-centimeter-long treasure was pulled out violently. At the same time, a powerful gush of vaginal fluid gushed out with a "squeak," shooting out like a showerhead, flying straight to the ground, leaving Ziwei dumbfounded.
"How could this be?" Ziwei stared blankly at the puddle of dew on the ground.
Wenlun chuckled, "Because when you ejaculated, my penis was right against your cervix, preventing your vaginal fluid from seeping out. Now, with a forceful pull, your vaginal fluid has been brought out by my precious penis, understand?"
"You...you're so naughty, making me watch myself ejaculate!" She couldn't help but punch his chest with her small fist.
Wenlun chuckled and told Ziwei to kneel before him.
Ziwei was already aroused by him, ignoring the semen on his penis, she grasped his shaft with her hand, opening her cherry-like mouth as wide as possible to take his penis into her mouth.
She looked up at Wenlun, indicating that he could begin, while her small hands moved incessantly to stimulate him.
Wenlun gently pressed her head, his waist thrusting back and forth. However, Ziwei's small mouth was too small, only able to contain the tip of his penis. But for Wenlun, Ziwei's actions were a powerful aphrodisiac. Just watching this fairy-like Ziwei, using her beautifully shaped mouth to hold his penis, while her hands passionately worked together, one stroking and the other playing with his scrotum, how could such a fiery scene not excite him? Ziwei
forcefully gripped his penis head, her small hands moving rapidly, her breasts still rubbing against his legs. The more Wenlun watched, the hotter he felt, and he couldn't help but pant. Feeling that he was about to climax, he couldn't help but shout, "Faster...faster...it's coming...Ziwei, suck harder. Oh! Yes...that's it. It's coming...ah..." Then, several times in a row, a large amount of semen shot into Ziwei's mouth.
Only after Wenlun had finished ejaculating did Ziwei slowly stand up, pressing her alluring naked body firmly against him. She raised her head, her mouth full of semen, showing it to Wenlun for a moment before swallowing it with a "gulp." She then gently whispered, "Ziwei has finally tasted Wenlun's offspring. In the future, I will have many more children for you, okay?"
"One boy and one girl, that'll be enough," Wenlun said, lovingly stroking her hair.
"Yes! Ziwei will have two with you, but whether it's a boy and a girl depends on your fate."
As they were cuddling, Wenlun suddenly pushed her away, saying, "Quickly put your clothes back on, Zhixian has already reached the street corner."
Ziwei was surprised by his push, and hearing him say this as if he had seen it with his own eyes, she couldn't help but laugh, "What's wrong with you now? I don't believe your nonsense." Although she said this, she still hurriedly put her clothes back on.
After they finished dressing, Wenlun pulled Ziwei to the living room and made her sit on the sofa with him, leaving Ziwei drenched in sweat. She just stared at him blankly. A moment later, Wenlun started counting down: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." Just then, the sound of keys clicking in the front door rang out. Zhixian pushed the door open and, seeing the two of them, said, "Ziwei, you're here."
Ziwei looked at Wenlun in disbelief before replying, "Yes, I even bought groceries. I'll cook tonight?"
Wenlun, as if nothing had happened, happily said, "Since we came to Japan, Zhixian and I have been eating out every day. This is great! From now on, we can have family meals."
"Did I say I'd cook for you every day?" Ziwei spat at him, then looked at Zhixian, who sat expressionless on the sofa, staring blankly at the television.
He suddenly stood up again and said to the two of them, "I'll go upstairs first."
Ziwei was very surprised and went up to ask, "Brother, are you not feeling well?"
Zhixian nodded but didn't say anything and turned to go upstairs. Unexpectedly, Wenlun's voice rang out from behind: "Who would feel comfortable after being slapped?"
Zhixian, who was about to step onto the stairs, suddenly stopped when he heard Wenlun's words and stared at him, saying, "How did you know?"
Wenlun said casually, "A premonition."
"No one would believe you. Were you following us?" Zhixian said, his face turning red.
Wenlun saw this and laughed, "Judging from your appearance, it seems you were the one who got slapped by Yinyin."
"Who said that!" Zhixian became angry, "If it weren't for her... Never mind. I'm asking you, how did you know?"
Ziwei, who was listening to the two of them, was shocked. How could this be? Did Wenlun really have precognitive abilities? He was with me today, so he shouldn't know anything about my brother, but he actually… Yes, when my brother came back just now, Wenlun's countdown was exactly on time, could it really be true! He looked at Wenlun, but still couldn't believe it.
Suddenly, Zhixian said to Ziwei, "Ziwei, go make dinner first, I still have something to say to Wenlun."
Ziwei sighed, knowing her brother didn't want her to hear, so she went into the kitchen to cook.
After Ziwei left, Zhixian pulled Wenlun and said, "Tell me quickly, how did you know?"
"Didn't I say it was just a premonition? Besides, I've been home all day. If you don't believe me, you can ask Ziwei. Your sister should believe what she says."
Zhi Xian stared at him for a while, thinking to himself: It seems Wen Lun wasn't lying to me, especially since Zi Wei is here as a witness. Zi Wei is the kind of person who wouldn't be as bored as him, much less conspire with him. How did he know? He's really a strange character.
Zhi Xian glared at him: "Forget it! Are you feeling better today? Does your head hurt?"
"I told you I was better, but you didn't believe me."
"Since these two attacked you masked, do you think they might be people you know?" Zhi Xian asked.
"Very likely. And what I find most suspicious is that only the one in the black leather jacket spoke. The guy in the padded trench coat remained silent, most likely because he was afraid I would recognize his voice."
"Who could they be? We've only been in Japan for less than half a month, how could we have made enemies!"
"That's not necessarily true." Wen Lun shrugged.
"Do you already know who they are?" Zhi Xian pressed.
"Although I can't be sure, there's one person who's most suspicious, and that person's build is extremely similar."
"Do I know the person you suspect?"
Wenlun nodded. "If I'm not mistaken, that person is very likely Yangping."
"What, Yangping?" Wenlun immediately raised his voice.
Wenlun quickly gestured for him to lower his voice so that Ziwei wouldn't hear, and said, "I said it's just a suspicion, I have no evidence."
"How can you think that? Do you and he have a grudge at the company?"
"No, I think he's resentful of me because of Ziwei, probably thinking I stole Ziwei!"
"Looks a bit like him. You should be careful from now on."
Wenlun laughed. "I'm not saying anything more. You should go back to your room and change your clothes. I'll go see how Ziwei's cooking is going."
Chapter Nine: Omen
Author: Qianlong
Wenlun rested at home for two days, and the bandage on his head was removed. He then went to work as usual. The work accumulated over the past few days kept him extremely busy.
By noon, he still couldn't find a moment to leave for lunch. Luckily, Ziwei thoughtfully brought him a bento box and sat at his desk, chatting and laughing about amusing anecdotes from past company employees.
Wenlun's seat faced the outer office, and he suddenly noticed a pair of resentful eyes staring at him from afar. Wenlun glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw it was Yangping, but he didn't deliberately look at him, continuing his conversation with Ziwei as if nothing was amiss. Ziwei, with her back to the large glass window of the room, naturally didn't notice.
Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Wenlun was still engrossed in his work when he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, forcing him to clutch his forehead. A strange image appeared before his eyes: he saw Ziwei repeatedly crying for help, and a tall, dark figure tightly embracing her.
Just then, the image abruptly stopped and vanished, and he began to regain his senses. The shadow in his heart made him unconsciously look towards Ziwei's seat, only to find it empty.
Wenlun, on a whim, sensed something was amiss. He immediately stood up, rushed out of the office, and asked the female employee behind Ziwei, "Do you know where Ziwei went?"
The employee stopped her work, looked up, and said, "Section Chief Yangping just asked Ziwei to go to the old archives room. He seemed to be asking for business files from the Kyushu branch three years ago."
"Don't we use computers to store them?"
"No, every year at the end of the year, we compile the data for that year and then store it in the archives room using binders."
"Do you know where the archives room is?"
"It's on the fourth floor. After you get off the elevator, turn right and go to the very last room."
"Thank you," Wenlun said, and then dashed out of the office. The female employee, unaware of what was going on, just stared blankly at his retreating figure.
Wenlun arrived at the elevator and, without thinking, dashed into the adjacent stairwell, running down two steps at a time to the fourth floor. To his left were offices, and to his right, a long corridor. Following the female employee's directions, he ran towards the very end of the corridor.
As he approached, he heard some chirping sounds, like someone covering their mouth.
Wenlun saw a sign for the archives room on the door and immediately tried to turn the handle, but it was locked. He pressed his ear against the door and faintly heard someone kicking something.
"Ziwei, are you in there?" Wenlun shouted, but there was no response. He clearly heard sounds coming from inside; even if it wasn't Ziwei, someone should have answered. He knew something was wrong.
With all his might, Wenlun rammed the door, finally managing to open it with a loud bang after three attempts.
He entered the room, looking around. He found the archives to be quite spacious, with rows of neatly arranged lockers that also obstructed his view.
Wenlun had no choice but to search through the lockers one by one. When he reached the fifth row, he found Ziwei slumped on the floor, her arms crossed over her chest.
He shouted, "Ziwei, what happened?" and rushed forward.
Just as Wenlun took a few steps forward, he heard running footsteps behind him. He turned sharply and saw a dark figure running towards the door. Wenlun immediately turned to chase after it, but then he heard Ziwei call out, "Wenlun..."
Wenlun stopped abruptly, thinking that checking on Ziwei was more important. He ran to Ziwei's side and saw that her clothes were disheveled, and the buttons on her shirt had been ripped off.
As soon as Ziwei saw Wenlun approaching, she threw herself into his arms, crying uncontrollably.
Wenlun held her tightly, gently patting her shoulders, without asking any questions, letting her calm down slowly in his arms.
About five minutes passed before Wenlun dared to speak: "Are you feeling any better?" He took off his coat and gently draped it over her shoulders.
"Was that Yangping?"
Ziwei nodded between sobs. Wenlun gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "It really was him. He didn't hurt you, did he?"
Seeing Ziwei shake her head, Wenlun thought to himself, "Luckily, I arrived in time, otherwise, things could have gotten much worse!"
Wenlun helped Ziwei up: "Go to the changing room and change into your uniform. I'll tell Yinyin to accompany you home to rest, okay?"
"No, I'm afraid Mom will worry if I go home so suddenly. It's better to go to your house."
"That's fine too. I'll rush back as soon as I get off work. Remember, don't overthink it."
Ziwei nodded and walked towards the changing room with Wenlun.
As soon as Wenlun returned to his office, he notified Yinyin and then immediately ran to Sangtian's room.
Sang Tian was a stout man around fifty years old with a round, protruding belly. Seeing Wen Lun walk in, and noticing his unpleasant expression, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"Minister Kuwata, there's something I want to tell you." He then recounted what had just happened to Yohei. Kuwata was immediately taken aback. Wenlun continued, "I know Yohei is your capable assistant, so I don't want to make it public and escalate the situation. It wouldn't benefit the company or him. But I hope you can discipline him discreetly. He absolutely cannot remain in Business Division 1. Otherwise, I'll have to tell President Tsumoto about it."
Kuwata frowned. "Alright, I'll handle it." He picked up the phone. "Call Yohei in… What? He's not here? Is that all?"
He slowly put down the phone. "Yohei just took leave, but I'll find him. I'll give you an explanation then."
Wenlun was anxious all day. As soon as he finished work, he took a taxi back to his apartment. The living and dining room downstairs was empty. He rushed upstairs and saw Yinyin coming out of her room. "I knew it was you as soon as I heard your footsteps."
"Where's Ziwei?" Wenlun asked immediately.
"She's asleep in your room. I'll wake her up."
"No need, let her rest. Let's go downstairs," Wenlun said.
"I never expected Yangping to be this kind of person. Luckily, Ziwei noticed and cut ties with him early." Yinyin sat angrily on the sofa.
"I don't know much about Yangping, but judging from his actions today, he's definitely a bit...unbelievable. And I even suspect that the person who attacked me that day was very likely him."
Yinyin nodded, quite agreeing: "Why didn't Zhixian come back in time? His sister was attacked, and he acted like this. How can he be someone's brother!" Yinyin's words were sharp as knives, seemingly still very angry with Zhixian.
Wenlun quickly replied, "Zhixian has important business at the company. He asked me to come back first, saying he'd be back as soon as he finished what he was doing."
"What could be more important than this? He clearly doesn't care about Ziwei."
"How could that be? Zhixian isn't that kind of person. When I told him Ziwei was attacked today, he seemed several times more anxious than I was."
"I don't believe it. How can someone who doesn't even care for small animals be concerned about people? Don't try to be nice to him."
"So what happened between you and him a few days ago? Tell me." Wenlun opened the refrigerator, took out two cans of cola, and handed one to Yinyin.
"What happened between us!" Yinyin took the cola, her face expressionless.
"You say nothing happened? As far as I know, you slapped him, didn't you?"
Yin Yin was a little surprised, not expecting Zhi Xian to bring up such a disgusting thing: "Who told him to call 'Little White' that he wanted to kill it and eat it, and even called it a female dog? Don't you think he deserved to be hit?"
"No way, he actually dared to call you a female dog!" Wen Lun really couldn't believe it.
"You can ask him if I wronged him." Yin Yin became angrier as she spoke, her eyes even filled with a red light.
Just then, the two heard the door close, and then Zhi Xian walked in, immediately asking, "How is Zi Wei?"
"She's sleeping in my room, don't worry, she's fine." Wen Lun replied to him.
Zhi Xian put the documents on the low table, saw Yin Yin with a stern face, and turned her face away from him, which made Zhi Xian feel annoyed. Ignoring her, he sat down and asked Wen Lun what had happened.
Wenlun then recounted the events in great detail. When he described how he suddenly had a headache and sensed Ziwei being attacked, Yinyin and Zhixian were astonished, exchanging bewildered glances.
"Wenlun, you're not joking, are you? You really sensed what happened?" Yinyin asked, her eyes wide.
"Why would I lie? Actually, not only do you find it strange, but I find it unbelievable myself! This phenomenon has been happening from time to time since I woke up from my injury. Otherwise, Zhixian, you didn't tell me when you came back after Yinyin slapped you. Ziwei and I were at home and didn't leave for a moment, but I sensed what was happening between you. Because I couldn't believe it myself, I asked you as soon as you came back, and it turned out to be completely true. I was very surprised at the time."
"Wow, that's amazing! So, if we were doing something, you could sense it too? That means... Oh no, I don't want that! What privacy do we have left?" Yinyin cried out, covering her face with her hands.
Hearing Yin Yin say this, Zhi Xian felt a chill run down his spine. Then he saw Wen Lun laugh and say, "So from now on, don't talk behind my back or badmouth me."
"Luckily you told us now, otherwise it would have been a big problem later," Zhi Xian said with a smile.
"Oh, so you always talk badly about me behind my back," Wen Lun immediately retorted.
"So, Wen Lun, would you consider this a superpower?" Yin Yin began to find it extremely amusing.
"I don't know, maybe I guess so!" Wenlun took a sip of cola and continued, "I remember a few days ago, when I was recovering at home, I went to the supermarket alone to buy snacks. As I passed a slope in a small park, I saw a truck full of LPG. It was probably a delivery truck for workers in the area, so they parked it on the slope. Suddenly, I felt the truck's tailgate open, and dozens of LPG cylinders rolled down the slope.
The scene only flashed through my mind, and I didn't feel anything. I continued walking, but then I saw several children, about four or five years old, playing soccer at the bottom of the slope. I looked at the truck again, and I thought to myself, if what I felt was true, those LPG cylinders would very well hit those children."
"So you told them to move away, right?" Yinyin asked interjecting.
Wenlun shook his head: "I didn't call out to them. These kids were engrossed in playing and knew calling them wouldn't do any good, so I went over and snatched their soccer ball with my foot. I carried the ball all the way to the small park. When the kids saw me take their ball, they naturally swarmed after me. But as soon as I led them into the park, the truck's tailgate really came loose. With a rumble, the gas cylinders rolled down the slope like an avalanche. Don't you think my premonition was amazing?"
The two listened, completely mesmerized. After a long while, Zhixian said, "Wenlun, you really do have some skill. It seems you've turned this injury into a blessing."
"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, I don't know, but having a precognitive awareness is certainly not bad. Actually, you can rest assured. I can't predict everything. I often don't notice small things. At least, I don't know what kind of quarrel you and Yinyin had," Wenlun said with a smile.
Just then, everyone heard footsteps on the stairs and saw Ziwei coming down. Seeing the three of them, she asked, "Who were you talking about arguing with whom?" She then sat down next to Wenlun.
Wenlun gently held her hand: "Who else? Of course, it's those two."
Ziwei glanced at the two of them, smiled slightly, and remained silent. Zhixian then asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Ziwei nodded: "I feel much better after a good sleep, but I'm afraid to see him at the company."
"I've already told Sangtian about Yangping. If he doesn't transfer Yangping out of the 1st Business
Division, I'll tell Jinben. It seems Sangtian will transfer him, so don't worry."
"Alright, now that Ziwei is awake, let's go out and have a nice meal to forget all the bad things."
"This meal will naturally be on Mr. Li's side, everyone eat to your heart's content," Wenlun said.
"Of course, do you expect us lowly employees to treat us?" Yinyin looked at Zhixian, her lips suddenly pouting.
When the four of them walked out of their house and onto the main road, Yinyin waved her hand, and a taxi stopped. After getting in, Yinyin said to the driver, "Shinjuku Kabukicho.
"
Upon hearing this, the driver turned around and looked at the four of them with a strange gaze before politely saying "Yes," and then started the engine.
The three were taken aback by the driver's expression, wondering what place Yin Yin was referring to. Ziwei asked, "Yin Yin, what place is that?"
Yin Yin smiled slightly, "You'll know when you get there."
The taxi stopped in front of the Kabukicho Office. Zhixian paid the fare, and Yin Yin led them to a small shop with a wooden sign outside that read "White Chrysanthemum."
As soon as they entered, a waiter dressed in a white shirt, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, approached and said, "Yin Yin, it's been a long time. Please sit over there." He then led the four to a table at the very back.
Ziwei said to Yinyin, "So you're a regular here."
"Not really a regular. I used to hang out with friends all night, and they always came here for late-night snacks and sake. I don't hang out with them as much anymore, and I haven't been here for three or four months."
Wenlun asked from the side, "This looks like a sashimi restaurant, and the prices seem cheap, but I can't figure out what's written on the food."
Zhixian also wondered, "What are horse meat, pork, and beef offal? What are they?"
Yinyin smiled and beckoned the waiter over, "Zhixiong, my friends don't understand the names of the dishes, so could you explain them to them?"
"No problem." The waiter called Zhixiong said politely, "We're an offal shop, selling genital sashimi, both male and female, like cow, pig, horse, sheep, and even whale." He then pointed to the glass display case, where there was a huge penis that couldn't even fit in the refrigerator.
The three of them were stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter. Zhi Xian said with a smile, "So this is what you bought. It's rare for you to bring us to eat this." He looked at Yin Yin as he spoke.
Yin Yin said casually, "People should always try everything! Zhi Xiong, am I right?"
Zhi Xiong nodded and said, "Of course. Let me introduce it to you."
Wen Lun couldn't help but ask with a smile, "It seems like they have all kinds of cheap stuff here. I wonder if they have any whips?"
Zi Wei covered her mouth and laughed, then punched Wen Lun with a fist, laughing, "You really are..." Even Zhi Xian laughed again.
"I'm so sorry," Zhixiong said with a smile, "No one is willing to part with it yet."
Yinyin raised her chin towards Zhixian beside her, "Zhixiong, how about this? Although it's a piece of junk, it weighs about three ounces. You can just take it."
Apart from Zhixian's dark face and Yinyin's nonchalant attitude, all three of them, including Zhixiong who was standing, immediately burst into laughter. Wenlun even slammed his hand on the table, laughing loudly, "It seems to only weigh two ounces. Yinyin, you've overstated it for him."
Yinyin's words were undoubtedly a joke on Zhixian, not only mocking his uselessness but also his small size. How could Zhixian not be angry? In his rage, Zhixian immediately retaliated, his face turning ashen, "Do you want me to take it out and weigh it for you? Do I weigh three pounds or only three ounces?"
"Pah! Take it out then. If it weighs three pounds, I'll eat it right now," Yinyin glared at him.
"Alright! Zhixian, hurry up and take it out, let's see how Yinyin eats you up." Wenlun burst into uncontrollable laughter.
Ziwei laughed so hard she kept punching him with her fists, unable to even straighten her back.
Zhixian was furious: "I don't believe you dare to eat here. If you have the guts, I'll take it out right now."
"Zhixiong," Yinyin looked up at him and said, "Get me a scale, let him put it on and weigh himself, see if he weighs three pounds.
" "You...you guys...please stop fooling around...I'm laughing so hard I'm suffocating..." Ziwei seemed unable to bear it any longer.
The waiter, Zhixiong, naturally knew they were joking and refused to fetch it. He smiled and smoothed things over, saying, "Yinyin always loves to joke! How about I introduce a mixed sashimi to everyone?"
Wenlun laughed, "Anything is fine. I'm already full after seeing that whale radish."
Zhixiong had heard Wenlun say this many times in the restaurant and wasn't surprised, as most customers who happened to walk in said the same thing when they saw the food. After Zhixiong
left, he saw Zhixian and Yinyin still bickering. Ziwei rested her head on Wenlun's shoulder, smiling as she watched the two. Wenlun whispered to her, "Ziwei, do you have the guts to eat these things?"
"I wouldn't dare, especially raw. Just thinking about it makes my hair stand on end," Ziwei stuck out her tongue.
"I feel the same way. Even if I were to eat them, I'd only eat what you've prepared, and naturally you'd only eat mine, right?" Wenlun whispered in her ear.
"You're so naughty! What if your brother hears you talking like that?"
"So what if he hears? I might as well tell him. I can be his brother-in-law; he'll be overjoyed."
"Who wants to marry you? You're so shameless." Ziwei poked his nose with her finger.
That night, no one ate their fill. After leaving "Baiju," the four of them strolled and ate in Kabukicho. Ziwei and Wenlun were naturally happy, holding hands and chatting and laughing. However, Zhixian and Yinyin had the wrong door gods, and they were either arguing or bickering. Whether their true feelings matched their outward appearance, or whether they were enjoying themselves, only they themselves probably knew.
The next day, Ziwei asked Dongmaru for a day off. Afraid of running into Yangping, she pretended to be unwell and stayed home, sitting by the phone waiting for Wenlun's call.
When Wenlun called to tell her that Yangping had been transferred to the Yokohama branch by Kuwata, Ziwei finally felt relieved. Fortunately, it was the weekend, and Wenlun invited Ziwei to his house, which she readily agreed to.
Ziwei was bored at home and wanted to see Wenlun as soon as possible, so she went out early to Wenlun's house. When she entered the house, there was no one there. She looked at her watch and realized it was only a little past twelve o'clock, so she began to clean the house for the two of them.
In the far-off Higashimaru building, the phone rang at the front desk: "This is Tsumoto."
"It's me. Don't you recognize me?"
"Ah! Meiyun, it's been so long! How have you been?"
"I'm fine. Is Zhixian doing well at your place?"
"He's very capable. Judging from his performance at Higashimaru, Zhanhao will have another great assistant in the future."
"That kid is over twenty, but he's still like a big kid. You'll have to discipline him for me."
"I wouldn't dare say that. Besides, Zhixian is not only highly capable at work, but also very quick-witted. He's a good businessman. I'm truly happy for you two."
"Don't just say he's easy to talk to. Actually, I called today to ask you something. Zhanhao is currently in America. I heard he'll stop in Japan before returning. Is he coming to Japan for Higashimaru's business?"
"Oh! I didn't know that. He didn't inform me either. It seems he has other business in Japan."
"You really didn't know? You weren't hiding it from me, were you?"
"How could that be? Perhaps Zhanhao is thinking of Zhixian and plans to visit him in Japan."
"We've been friends for over twenty years. If you know anything, please don't hide it from me. I find this trip very strange. You know, Zhanhao had a sudden emergency at the American branch that required his personal presence, so he postponed the development plan for the resort hotel in mainland China by half a month. However, three large companies are competing for this project, and time is running out. If a board meeting isn't held soon, the project could very well fall into someone else's hands. Zhanhao is already very confident in this project and is determined to succeed. Why would he delay for Zhixian? He wouldn't come to Japan unless something extremely important happened.
" "I don't know about this. Here's what I'll do: I'll keep an eye out for you. If Zhanhao comes to Japan, he'll probably come looking for me too. I'll find out the situation and let you know."
"Jinben, you really don't know where Luo Guifang is?"
"How would I know? I haven't seen her since Zhanhao and she separated. Even if you don't believe me, Zhanhao and I have been friends for decades. If I knew, would I hide it from him? You should know that better than anyone."
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, as if someone was deep in thought. "Since you don't want to say, there's nothing I can do, but I won't give up. I have my own way of finding her. I've troubled you for so long, I have to hang up now. When you come to Hong Kong, remember to let me know, I'll prepare your favorite fish head casserole." "
It's kind of you to remember, thank you in advance."
"That's all, I have to hang up now, goodbye."
Jinben stared blankly at the receiver for a while before slowly putting down the phone and shaking his head helplessly.
Chapter Ten: Hot Pot
Author: Qianlong
Wenlun rushed back to the Xixinjing residence after work. He opened the door and stepped into the hall, only to see Ziwei lying on the carpet, one of her jade-like hands reaching under the low table, searching for something.
Hearing Wenlun return, she tilted her head and smiled at him from the ground. "You're back? I lost a hundred yuan in there and can't get it out."
Wenlun, however, stared at her with a smile, his eyes fixed on her high, round buttocks. Her short skirt was pulled up to her hips, revealing her snow-white panties with Hello Kitty print. Her buttocks swayed with the movements of her hands, a sight that would make one's nose bleed.
Wenlun stared intently, his eyes burning with lust. His playful little treasure between his legs immediately strained his trousers, making them look like a tent. Ziwei was slightly surprised to see him standing silently behind her. Usually, whenever no one was home, Wenlun would be very talkative and persistent, pestering her relentlessly. Why was he so quiet this time, and why wasn't he coming over to help? She was quite puzzled, so she looked up at him.
Unexpectedly, she saw the tent in his trousers in just one glance, and her face flushed red. She scolded, "How can you be like this? You get hard for no reason."
"What do you mean, 'for no reason'?" He squatted down and placed one hand on her round buttocks, rubbing and kneading them.
"Oh! No... we still have to pick things up when we get home..." Ziwei finally understood why he was hard.
Wenlun took out two hundred-yuan bills from his pocket: "No need to pick them up, I'll give you double the money. Get up quickly, let's go to the room
and have some fun." "No, brother will be back soon, how can we have some fun?"
"Don't worry, Zhixian is still in Dongwan. There's a lot of stuff he hasn't finished doing yet. He won't be back for at least two hours. Hurry up, I'm already so hard it hurts. If I don't have some fun, how can I vent this lust? If I hold back, my semen will rush to my head, and I'll be confused and have all sorts of wild thoughts. You'll regret it then."
"I'm really scared of you." She pulled her hand out from under the cabinet. It turned out that she was holding a slipper that she had taken off her feet.
Wenlun didn't say anything more and pulled her into his arms. His left hand was already reaching for her chest, and one of her high, firm breasts was immediately taken into his palm.
"Not here, ah! No... what if brother sees when he gets back? Ah..." Ziwei cried out softly, her whole body already weak from his touch.
"I can't wait any longer, let's do it on the sofa first." He said, taking off his coat and tossing it on the floor. Then he started undressing Ziwei.
Ziwei, however, pressed herself against him intimately, raising her hands to untie his tie, then loosening the buttons of his shirt one by one, followed by his belt. In no time, they were both completely naked, their bodies pressed together, embracing each other as they collapsed onto the sofa.
Wenlun, as if he hadn't tasted meat in ten days, covered Ziwei entirely with his body. His already rock-hard member rubbed against her thighs, his hands and lips already reaching for her, sucking and licking her vulva, making Ziwei feel weak and numb all over, her flower tingling, her lustful fluids flowing freely.
"Wenlun! Don't stop, kiss me..." Ziwei pressed her hands firmly against his head, arching her chest to welcome the unbearable pleasure.
Wen Lun, overcome with lust, suddenly parted her labia with two fingers, probing deeper and deeper until they were fully inserted.
"Ah! How could this be? I can't take it..." She could no longer think; her self-control was rapidly crumbling, wave after wave of burning desire finally overwhelming her.
Wen Lun seemed particularly excited today, his forehead already covered in a layer of sweat. He slowly raised his head, gazing at the ecstatic Ziwei: "Kiss me...kiss my submissive."
Since experiencing that sensation several times, Ziwei had unknowingly grown to enjoy this passionate foreplay, and her oral skills had improved considerably. Hearing Wen Lun's hoarse, yearning voice, she slowly propped herself up, her body limp with desire.
Wenlun rolled onto the sofa, while Ziwei, understanding the situation, knelt down, grasped his eighteen-centimeter-long penis, and extended her delicate tongue, first licking the shaft up and down. Then, she buried her head in his mouth, sucking his scrotum into her mouth, her small hands still stroking it rapidly.
"Oh, Ziwei, you're getting better and better...so comfortable..." He reached out and brushed aside her long, flowing hair so he could see clearly. His eyes, filled with lust, were fixed on her stunningly beautiful face. At this moment, Ziwei had moved her mouth to the tip of his penis, her alluring, half-closed eyes gazing at Wenlun with watery eyes.
The two immediately exchanged glances and flirtatious glances. She slowly opened her small mouth.
"Oh! So good..." With a "squeak," Ziwei's small mouth enveloped the tip of his penis, her small hands simultaneously coordinating with the movements of her lips and tongue, stroking it rhythmically.
"So beautiful, Ziwei did a really good job. It's... like this, lick the glans. Oh! So beautiful..."
Ziwei loved hearing Wenlun's praise; it not only made her feel proud but also proved that her seductive skills had reached a considerable level. Being able to please the man she loved was a kind of happiness for a woman.
Ziwei's skills had indeed improved rapidly, and Wenlun gradually found it hard to resist: "Ziwei, I want to shake it..."
"Mmm!" She slowly released her treasure, looking at him affectionately: "I can't take it either... Hold me, use your big treasure to satisfy Ziwei."
Wenlun helped her lie down on her back, placing one of her beautiful legs on the back of the sofa, revealing a bright red, pulsating flower bud to Wenlun.
Ziwei clenched her small hand, pulling at Wenlun's precious member. With her alluring eyes half-closed, she softly said, "Come on, give it to me quickly, Ziwei wants you..."
"This time, I, your pretty wife, will lead the way."
Ziwei parted her flower lips with one hand and held his huge rod with the other, gently rubbing the entrance of her vagina: "Come on, my lovely husband, Ziwei wants it..."
Seeing her wanton state, Wenlun could not resist. His huge rod "squeaked" and entered her flower chamber: "Ah! It's so tight..."
"Go in again, Ziwei wants all of you. Ah! Full... Ah... Go in again, push open my flower palace. Ah..."
"Does it feel good?" Wenlun grasped one of her jade breasts with one hand and played with her clitoris with the other.
"It feels so good, so full, so tight... Fuck Ziwei hard. Ah... Faster..."
Wenlun lowered his head, gazing at his treasure rapidly thrusting in and out. His thick, enormous rod filled Ziwei's tight flower cave to the brim, and with each thrust, her juices sprayed out. The scene before him was truly arousing, sensual sight, mingled with Ziwei's sweet, intimate voice, wild and unrestrained. How could Wenlun not be overwhelmed, his mind racing?
Just as the two were reaching their climax, suddenly a pair of bright, lively eyes appeared beside Wenlun. This startled him greatly. Looking at that pretty face with a wicked smile, Wenlun almost fainted.
Yinyin, like a ghost, peeked out from behind the sofa, landing precisely on the point of their union. She smiled and said, "Wow! You're really something. It's rare that my cousin can withstand this."
At this moment, Wenlun... He really wanted to die. His precious member, however, was caught between a rock and a hard time. He didn't know whether to pull it out or keep it hidden. So he thrust it all the way into Ziwei's flower chamber, making it a makeshift hiding place. He wouldn't pull it out even if he were killed. He wondered why he hadn't had any premonition this time. Perhaps he was just too busy having sex.
Meanwhile, Ziwei, hearing her cousin's voice beside her, Mo Yi, like a drowned crab, immediately panicked, letting out a cry of "Ah!" and quickly covering her face, which was as red as a persimmon. Seeing their scene, Yin Yin became even more smug: "Wen Lun, you don't need to hide it anymore. I saw you coming and going just now. You really have some weight to you. You must weigh at least two or three pounds!"
Wen Lun just stared at her dumbfounded, unable to utter a single word. He composed himself and forced a smile, "You seem to be underestimating me."
"Alright, seeing how hard you worked for my cousin just now, I'll add eight ounces, two and a half pounds!"
"Thank you for the compliment," Wen Lun replied with a wry smile. Zi Wei was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear. She was afraid that she would be laughed at so much that she would have no way to live from now on...
"You two can continue as you please. I'm taking Xiao Bai to play behind the house. Remember to take good care of my cousin." Only then did Wen Lun notice that she was holding the Pekingese dog "Xiao Bai."
As soon as Yin Yin left, Zi Wei hurriedly said to Wen Lun, "Hurry up and get dressed." She was about to get up.
Wenlun immediately pressed her down again: "She's already seen it. If we give up now, it'll just give her more ammunition. Why not be generous and avoid giving her more excuses? Now that she's not here, I doubt she'll come in." With that, he straightened his waist and began thrusting at full speed.
"Ah..." Ziwei was suddenly poked and couldn't help but cry out. Then, under Wenlun's fierce attack, her previous whimpering sounds turned into loud 'ah ah's.
Suddenly, Yinyin's shout came: "Cousin, don't shout so loudly! If you make me so aroused, don't blame me for coming out to compete with you for my husband. You'll regret it then."
Ziwei quickly covered her mouth. Wenlun continued to thrust wildly, thinking that the girl must be itching for sex and might be taking care of herself. But in order to finish quickly, his lower body didn't slow down at all, making Ziwei moan and groan, but she dared not make a sound.
After several rapid thrusts, Wenlun finally couldn't hold back any longer, and his thick, hot essence gushed out. Ziwei had already climaxed countless times, but this time, with his spray, several huge contractions brought her to another climax...
The two hurriedly put their clothes back on, and Ziwei, blushing, ran upstairs and hid in Wenlun's room, refusing to come out.
Wenlun cleaned up the aftermath of their encounter on the sofa, when Yinyin's voice immediately rang out behind him: "Are you done? Where did your cousin go?"
Wenlun glanced at her, only to see her eyes sparkling with mischief and a smile playing on her lips, and said, "Ziwei is resting in my room."
"I'll go find her." She ran towards the stairs, and Wenlun hurriedly called out to stop her, but Yinyin wouldn't listen to him. She went straight to Wenlun's room, pushed open the door, and entered. The room was empty, but the faint sound of water could be heard from the bathroom.
Yinyin smiled and gently pulled the bathroom door open, but it wouldn't budge. She knew Ziwei had locked it, so she sat down on the tatami mat, waiting for Ziwei to come out.
Wenlun initially wanted to follow her upstairs, but then he thought, "Yinyin is such a clever and sharp-tongued girl. If she teases Ziwei in front of me, it will only embarrass Ziwei more. After all, they're cousins; even if there's something difficult to say, it's easier to talk about.
" The sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. Ziwei came out and saw Yinyin sitting boldly in the middle of the room, smiling at her. This made her blush, and her pretty face instantly turned red.
"What's wrong? Looking at you like that, don't you welcome your cousin to confide in you?" Yinyin said with a smile. "Come sit down."
Ziwei knew, of course, that Yinyin had no good intentions. Blushing, she whispered, "Ask me whatever you want." She was already prepared, waiting for Yinyin to tease her.
"Hehe, judging from your behavior just now, it seems this isn't the first time. When did it start?"
"What does it matter when it started?" Ziwei turned her head away, not answering her formally.
"It's fine if you don't tell me, but there's something I really want to know. Wenlun's thing is so thick and long, it must have felt really good when he entered your sister, but what I want to know is his stamina. Looking at his tall and strong build, he shouldn't be too bad. How long can he last?"
"How should I know? You always ask these questions, how am I supposed to answer you?" Ziwei lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look at her.
"You've had sex with him so many times, how could you not know?" Yinyin turned her head to look at her.
"I don't even know what stamina is, please don't ask me these questions."
"I really wonder if that guy's thing is that big!" Yinyin muttered to herself.
Ziwei looked at her in confusion: "Who are you talking about?"
Yinyin was startled by the question and hurriedly shook her head, saying, "No, I didn't say anything."
Ziwei naturally didn't believe her. Seeing her uneasy appearance, she immediately thought of someone: "Yinyin, you're not...you're not thinking of hitting on my brother, are you?"
"Hey, what do you mean by hitting on someone? How can you say it so harshly?" Yinyin pouted.
"Am I wrong! Yinyin, if you and my brother are truly in love, I won't object. But if it's like your previous boyfriends, just playing around and seeking temporary pleasure, then you shouldn't mess with my brother. So far, although I don't know my brother's character very well, he seems quite honest on the surface. If he develops real feelings, and you...sigh!" Zhixian was, after all, her half-brother, but she knew Yinyin's character better, so how could she not worry?
"Don't worry, I didn't say anything about doing *that* with him. Besides, he's not like other people. If you count on your fingers, even though we're not related by blood, he's practically my cousin. I won't do anything reckless
. Even if I wanted men, I could have as many as I wanted with a wave of my hand. Why would I get involved with him?" "That's for the best. If you two are really dating, you have to be serious. You can't treat it like a game. By the way, how did you get into the house just now?" Ziwei still didn't understand this matter.
"Your brother gave me the key. I ran into him at the company this morning. He told me he was planning to make lamb hotpot at home today and asked if I was interested in trying his cooking. Of course, I agreed immediately. He said Wenlun and you would be home, but he was worried you might go out, so he took out the key and handed it to me, telling me to go ahead myself."
"Is your brother still working overtime at the company?"
"Yes! He said he still has work to do and will buy meat and vegetables on his way back. He also said he would cook today so we could see his culinary skills, but I don't really have much confidence in him." "
You should say you have no confidence at all." Wenlun had just come upstairs and was about to check on them when he heard Yinyin's words at the door. He went into the room.
"You've been friends with him for so long and he says so, so it's probably true." Yinyin said.
"Think about it, Zhixian has ten servants, three drivers, and two chefs at home. He lives like a prince at home. How could he possibly cook?" The two nodded at the same time, finding this statement quite reasonable.
"Since Zhixian is so kind, let's not refuse his good intentions. If you don't want to go hungry tonight, the best way is to go eat something first, so you'll have something to eat. What do you all think?" Wenlun said.
His words were full of conviction, so of course no one objected. Besides, everyone was a little hungry, so Yinyin immediately said, "Let's go eat something now before he comes back, so he doesn't find out and think we're not giving him face."
As they came downstairs, Zhixian walked in, carrying vegetables and meat, as well as a large package wrapped in department store wrapping paper. Seeing the three of them, he said, "Alright, Wenlun and Ziwei are both home, so I didn't need to call you. I'm sure Yinyin has already told you. Let's see my cooking today."
"It's really rare that you can cook. Even if your skills are just average, we'll definitely support you just for your good intentions," Wenlun said, patting his shoulder. Then he added, "The three of us are planning to go for a walk outside. Is there anything else you'd like us to buy?"
Zhixian pondered for a moment, "I've probably bought everything you need. Do you like spicy food? If so, we can buy some chili peppers while we're at it."
"Okay, wait, what's this huge package?" Wenlun asked, pointing to the large package on the ground.
"Nothing much, just my personal preference. I bought it when I came across it! Aren't you going out? Remember to come back early." As Zhixian spoke, he pushed Wenlun towards the door, leaving Wenlun completely bewildered, wondering what he was up to.
Yinyin suddenly said to Ziwei, "Wait for me a moment, I'll take Xiaobai with me."
Wenlun said, "Let's leave him here. With Xiaobai around, we probably won't be able to get in for a coffee."
Yinyin thought about it and realized it made sense; most restaurants didn't allow pets inside, so she gave up. "You're not scared that I'm leaving Xiaobai here?" she asked Zhixian with a smile.
"Is Xiaobai inside?" He scratched his head. "No problem, as long as he stays in the back and doesn't wander off."
Everyone found it strange, especially Wenlun. It was indeed rare to see Zhixian alone in a room with Xiaobai.
The three of them ate at McDonald's near Nippori Station and then strolled around the neighborhood for a while. When they returned home, it was already late, almost six o'clock.
As soon as they entered the house, the aroma of meat wafted into their noses, and Wenlun immediately exclaimed, "It smells so good!"
"You're back, it'll be ready to eat soon," Zhixian's voice came from the kitchen.
Ziwei followed him into the kitchen: "Brother, let me help."
"Alright, just take these out to the dining room." Ziwei came out carrying a large plate of lettuce: "Yinyin, you help set the table and the electric stove too."
In no time, a large pot of mutton was placed in the center of the table, along with some ready-made side dishes that Zhixian had bought.
The aroma of mutton wafted from the iron pot, truly mouthwatering, but without tasting it, one couldn't know what it would taste like.
The two couples sat down around the mutton pot. Zhixian seemed exceptionally excited, diligently serving each person mutton: "Quickly try my cooking skills."
Yinyin looked at the mutton in her bowl and smiled, "Looks pretty good, two and a half jin, don't you think?"
Wenlun, hearing her address him like that, was momentarily at a loss for words. Zhixian, hearing this, asked curiously, "Who's two and a half jin? Yinyin, who are you talking to?"
Ziwei, feeling guilty, blushed instantly and lowered her head, avoiding eye contact with everyone. Zhixian was even more puzzled. Yinyin laughed and said, "I was talking to Wenlun. As for why I called him 'Two and a Half Jin,' you can ask him yourself." As she spoke, she picked up a piece of mutton and put it in her mouth. After chewing for a moment, she exclaimed, "So delicious! I didn't expect you to have some skill."
Zhixian was pleased to hear this and didn't ask about what had just happened. He picked up his chopsticks and gave Yinyin another piece of mutton, saying, "Eat more if you like it."
Yinyin didn't stand on ceremony and ate one piece after another. Wenlun and Ziwei finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly started eating. Sure enough, it was fragrant and delicious. With the cold wind blowing outside, eating mutton hot pot at home was a great pleasure.
As Zhixian ate, he kept a sly look at Yinyin's eating habits, his eyes gleaming with mischief, making Yinyin feel extremely uncomfortable. Zhixian then placed a large piece of mutton on her plate again: "Isn't it delicious?"
The more attentive Zhixian was to her, the stranger she felt. Seeing his cunning gaze, she felt something was amiss.
"If I had known it was so delicious, I would have eaten it sooner," Zhixian said, taking a big bite and giving a thumbs-up.
The more Yinyin looked, the more uneasy she felt. Coupled with Zhixian's behavior today, it was indeed a bit suspicious. She was exceptionally intelligent, and as she pondered further, her face turned pale and then green. Pointing at Zhixian, she stammered, "You... what kind of meat is this?" Upon hearing this, even Wenlun and Ziwei put down their chopsticks, staring blankly at the two of them.
"I don't know what you're talking about either," Zhixian said calmly.
"Could it be... Ah! My Little White..." Yin Yin's head suddenly went blank. She rushed to the back of the house, pushed open the wooden door, and found that Little White, whom she had placed in the drying room, was nowhere to be found.
Yin Yin almost fainted, tears welling up in her eyes. She ran back to the dining room like a madwoman, pounced on Zhi Xian, and started punching him repeatedly with her small fists: "You... you give me back Little White... you murderer... give me back Little White..."
"Hey... are you crazy? I don't know what you're saying either." Zhi Xian was tall and strong, and didn't fight back or dodge, letting her punch him again and again.
Zi Wei also went over to try to pull her away: "Please don't do this, okay? Let's talk things out."
Wen Lun, who had been listening, already knew what had happened and couldn't help but chuckle to himself, thinking that Zhi Xian had really teased Yin Yin this time.
Yinyin cried and screamed, completely ignoring Ziwei's advice, seemingly out of control. Suddenly, she covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom, grabbing the washbasin and throwing a tantrum, probably even bringing the hamburger she'd eaten for lunch with her.
Seeing this, Ziwei covered her nose and patted Yinyin's back, asking, "Yinyin, are you alright?" Then, seeing Zhixian and Wenlun standing outside the door, Ziwei asked him, "Brother, just explain yourself. Although I don't believe you would do this, where is Xiaobai?"
"I was just about to tell her, but she started hitting and yelling at me. How am I supposed to answer her?" Zhixian said casually, arms crossed.
"Alright, where is Xiaobai?" Ziwei asked again.
"Just tell her to come to my room and you'll find out." Zhixian said, turning and leaving.
Upon hearing this, Yin Yin and Zi Wei rushed upstairs. When they opened the door, they were astonished to find a large, sloping-roofed doghouse in one corner of the room. Little White was peacefully lying inside. As soon as Yin Yin entered, it jumped up and pounced on her. Without a word, Yin Yin hugged it tightly, her eyes brimming with joy, and she was speechless for a moment.
Ziwei felt comforted and said to Yinyin, "I knew my brother wasn't that kind of person, but you never believed me."
Although Yinyin's mood improved, she was still a little annoyed: "Why didn't he say so sooner? I guess he had ulterior motives all along, wanting to keep Xiaobai in his room, and then he did all those cunning things. In short, he didn't have any good intentions and was just trying to make fun of me." "
This trick is quite expensive." It turned out that Wenlun had followed her in earlier, and at the same time, he picked up an invoice from the pile of company packaging paper and handed it to Ziwei: "I didn't expect this dog house to cost more than 127,000 yen. Zhixian is really good to your Xiaobai."
Yinyin was stunned when she heard this. That was more than half a month's salary for her. If it weren't for Zhixian, Xiaobai would probably never have been able to own this expensive dog house.
When Yinyin carried Xiaobai downstairs with the two of them, Zhixian, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up as soon as he saw Xiaobai and hurriedly went behind the sofa. Wenlun laughed and said, "You're so afraid of it, what methods did you use to get Xiaobai into your room?"
"Never mind." Zhixian's eyes never left Xiaobai, as if afraid it would fly over. "I used fruit and vegetables, but I couldn't lure it in. In the end, I had to use biscuits to get it into the room. It took me more than half an hour." "
Why did you have to go through all that trouble? Why didn't you just carry it upstairs?" Wenlun laughed.
"I wouldn't want it even if you killed it. Yinyin, hurry up and take Xiaobai and that doghouse home. I always feel uneasy when I see it."
"Is that doghouse a gift for me?" Yinyin asked with a smile.
"Of course it's for you, what would I do with it?"
"Thank you, but I don't plan to take it home. First, I don't have room for it at home, and second, I'm afraid my aunt will be unhappy. But seeing your sincerity, and considering how expensive it is, it wouldn't be right to refuse. What do you suggest?"
"Should I just leave it in my room?" Zhixian asked, his eyes wide.
"That's a good idea too, I don't object," Yinyin said.
Wenlun, with his arm around Ziwei's waist, stood aside and laughed, "Ziwei and I haven't finished eating yet, you two can take your time to figure it out."
In the end, the expensive doghouse was moved from Zhixian's room to the drying room, and the weekend passed just like that.
Chapter Eleven: Famous Instruments
Author: Qianlong
"This is Yangping." Yangping took out his cell phone from his pocket and answered.
"How is the situation progressing?" the person on the other end asked.
"Generally, there are no problems. I've already contacted them, and they assured me they'd handle it cleanly and efficiently. But... is it really necessary? I'm afraid I might..."
"Don't forget, two million US dollars is no small sum. Such a large deal naturally carries some risk. Just be careful." "
That's not what I meant. I just don't want anyone to die. Is there any other way?"
"Think of something. The client wants us to make sure this person never shows their face again. If not, is there any other way? We're already in a bind; there's no turning back. Just get it done properly." Then the other party hung up.
Yohei stared blankly at the phone for a long time before putting it back in his pocket.
The next day was Sunday. Wenlun and Ziwei went out on a date early in the morning, leaving Zhixian alone at home.
Just then, the doorbell rang. He opened the door to find Yinyin standing outside, carrying a pet carrier in one hand and a box of cake in the other, holding it high as she said, "I've brought a cake."
"Perfect timing, I was just a little hungry," Zhixian said, taking the cake.
"Are Wenlun and Ziwei out?" Yinyin sat on the sofa, took off her fisherman's wool coat, and then took Xiaobai out of the carrier.
"They've been gone since early this morning." After putting down the cake, she turned and saw Xiaobai, quickly saying, "Take him to the shed, don't leave him here."
Yinyin glared at him: "I really don't understand, a grown man like you is so afraid of a little dog." After saying that, she walked towards the drying room.
When she returned to the living room, she saw that Zhixian had already cut the cake into two plates and placed them on the dining table.
"What would you like to drink?" Zhixian opened the refrigerator, took out a can of beer, and turned to ask Yinyin.
"Do you have any fresh milk?" Yin Yin pulled out a chair and sat down. Zhi Xian poured her a glass of fresh milk and sat down opposite her.
"Have you changed your ways today? You even bought a cake to come see me?" Zhi Xian asked while eating.
"To repay you for the hot pot yesterday, and this too." Yin Yin handed him a photo.
Zhi Xian took a sip of beer, picked up the photo, and looked at it. It was a very ordinary snapshot. Between Zi Wei and Yin Yin stood a beautiful middle-aged woman, around forty years old, with a graceful and elegant appearance. He asked, "Is she Zi Wei's mother?"
"She's also your mother. You haven't seen her picture, have you?"
"No." Zhi Xian shook his head. "I believe even my father doesn't have a picture of her. I heard him say that my mother destroyed all her photos long ago, so even when we hired a private investigator, my father couldn't provide any photos, making it very difficult to find them." "Do
you think my aunt is pretty?"
Zhi Xian nodded. "My father has always had excellent taste, no less than his precious son."
"Oh! Are you talking about yourself?" Yin Yin couldn't help but laugh.
"Of course it's me. Who else could it be?"
"So, you have many girlfriends, but why haven't I heard you mention them?" Yin Yin stared at him with wide eyes.
"I never said I had a girlfriend. I just said I have good taste."
"I just don't believe that someone as rich as you wouldn't have a girlfriend."
Zhi Xian shrugged helplessly and put the photo back on the table. "If I said I didn't, you probably wouldn't believe me. Of course, I have had some girlfriends, quite a few, but nothing special. Maybe I'm too picky. Actually, I had a very good girlfriend three years ago, but we broke up in the end."
"Why?" Yin Yin seemed interested, her eyes fixed on him.
"Sigh! Let's not talk about it. Ever since that incident, I'm terrified of the words 'rich heiress'."
"Is her family very rich? Judging from what you said about your discerning eye, she must be very beautiful. Since she's both rich and beautiful, many people would kill for her."
Zhixian sneered, "Maybe so. To be honest, she is indeed very beautiful and attractive on the outside, but after less than half a year of knowing her, I've seen through her personality completely. Her willful and capricious nature is not something everyone can tolerate. Since that lesson, I haven't dared to be too serious about meeting women. It's fine to have some fun when we need each other, but when it comes to romance, I have to think it through carefully." "
So you still don't have a real girlfriend."
"I've said enough about my situation. Now it's your turn to tell me."
"What do I have to say?" Yinyin sat up straight and leaned back in her chair.
"Tell me about your current boyfriend. Let me know what kind of person he is. How come he didn't drive you crazy? Is he some kind of superman?"
"Hey! What do you mean by that? Am I really that scary?" Yin Yin pouted.
"No, that's not what I meant. It's because you're too smart and clever. Most men can't handle you, so I want to know what kind of person he is."
Yin Yin glared at him. "Men are all bad. What do I need men for?"
"Did I hear that right? Yin Yin, you're so attractive, how come you don't have a boyfriend?"
"I do have men, but not real boyfriends. Just like you, it's fine to play around. As for feelings, I won't ask any questions."
"You're serious? I didn't expect you to be so open-minded. Isn't that just my type?" Zhi Xian laughed.
"Really? Do you want to do 'that' with me too?" Yin Yin glanced at him.
"If you're willing, that's fine, but I think you're just joking."
"These aren't big deals. Everyone has sexual needs, why would I lie? But let me make it clear first, it's fine for us to have fun, but don't take it seriously. I don't want to be tied down by a man so soon.
" "Are you serious?" Zhi Xian really couldn't believe his ears.
Yin Yin actually stood up and walked to his side. While Zhi Xian was still staring at her like a dazed goose, she suddenly bent down, placed one hand on his crotch, and skillfully followed the trail, grasping his still limp penis: "Now you believe I'm not joking, right?"
Seeing her bold move, Zhi Xian was like a fly with its head caught in its throat, completely flustered and speechless.
Yinyin's little hands greedily rubbed and pinched, and Zhixian, teased by her, couldn't resist. His manhood suddenly hardened. Yinyin laughed, "I didn't expect you to be so big."
Even a clay figure has its nature, let alone a grown man. Zhixian gave her a couple of nudges, and his desire surged. He immediately became aroused and pulled her closer. Yinyin didn't stand on ceremony. She straddled Zhixian's thighs, facing him.
Zhixian stared at Yinyin's high, firm breasts, which were right in front of his nose. His eyes immediately turned red. He placed one hand on one of her breasts and said, "Wow! They're so firm and bouncy. You must be at least a 32, right?"
"33C, is that to your liking?" These words immediately ignited the fuse, making Zhixian's blood boil. His manhood swelled even more, pressing against her full crotch. Yinyin could feel it too, so she said to Zhixian in a sweet voice, "Your thing is so hard, can I help you release it?"
As she spoke, she loosened his belt, unbuttoned his pants and zipper, and looked down. Zhi Xian's large penis was already bulging firmly in his underwear. Yin Yin wasn't in a hurry to pull down his underwear, but instead pressed her full breasts closer to Zhi Xian, her small hands grasping his penis through his underwear: "It's so thick and long, probably fourteen or fifteen centimeters long."
Zhi Xian didn't answer her, but instead wrapped one arm around her waist and squeezed one of her breasts with the other, burying his head in her cleavage, smelling her unique girlish scent: "You smell so good, did you even spray perfume here?"
"I'm used to spraying a little perfume on my bra every time I change it. The scent isn't as strong because of the clothes."
"You really know a thing or two about seducing men. No wonder I always smelled a faint fragrance on you. So that's why."
Zhi Xian said, reaching out to lift her clothes, but Yin Yin stopped him. "Not here. It wouldn't be good if Wen Lun and the others came back and saw us. Let's do it in your room."
He'd been momentarily confused and hadn't thought of that. Yin Yin stood up, and the two hurried upstairs.
As soon as they entered the room and closed the door, Yin Yin leaned against the wooden door and pulled Zhi Xian closer. She wrapped her arms around his waist, looked up at him, and said, "Kiss me!"
Zhi Xian lowered his head and gazed at her. This was the first time he'd been so close to her, so focused on her, and he realized something: in terms of looks, she and Zi Wei were like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own unique beauty. Zi Wei's beauty had an added touch of quiet elegance, a pure and refined grace. Yin Yin's beauty, however, was gentle yet possessed a wild allure, especially her bright, intelligent eyes, which were truly unforgettable.
Zhi Xian was mesmerized. He reached out and cupped her chin, preventing her from turning her face away, and slowly lowered his head. When their lips touched, Zhi Xian whispered against her cherry lips, "Hold me tight, I want to kiss you until you're breathless."
Yin Yin responded passionately, not only holding him tightly but also rubbing her beautiful, sensual lips against his. "I'm not afraid of death, I want you to kiss me wildly, to make love to me wildly."
Zhi Xian's lips finally covered hers, his serpentine tongue suddenly plunging in. This passionate kiss was anything but gentle, filled with heat, wildness, and possessiveness.
Yin Yin was extremely satisfied with his kiss. She clung to him tightly, her small hands constantly stroking his broad back.
Zhi Xian wasn't going to back down either. One hand moved down, cupping her full buttocks, while the other pressed against her high, firm breasts. His arousal pressed against her through her clothes, creating a powerful thrust.
The tight resistance and passionate caresses fueled Yin Yin's frenzy. Their heavy breathing mingled with Zhi Xian's panting, creating a passionate prelude.
Their fervent teasing continued for a long time, each enjoying the other's greedy caresses. Yin Yin was a strong-willed and sexually driven girl; she didn't want to succumb to him. One of her small hands moved to his crotch, gripping his erection tightly.
Zhi Xian's self-control slowly crumbled. He pulled up Yin Yin's top, which was tucked under her skirt. As the top fell over her head, his lustful eyes were fixed on her chest. The light pink, streamlined bra accentuated her full breasts, creating a deep cleavage.
As Yin Yin felt his hardness with her fingers, she looked up at Zhi Xian and saw his infatuated expression, which made her feel a sense of pride: "Aren't my breasts beautiful?"
"Very beautiful, I really want to taste them right away." Zhi Xian hugged her tighter.
"Want to use your hands or your mouth?" Yin Yin asked provocatively.
"Besides those two, I also want to use this." He stared at Yin Yin's charming face.
"As long as you like it, I actually like this thing too." Yin Yin's hand went to his waistband: "Want me to take it off for you?" Her fingers were already loosening his belt.
"Of course I do."
Yin Yin skillfully loosened his waistband, squatted down and pulled down Zhi Xian's trousers. His erect penis stretched his underwear high, just enough to touch the tip of Yin Yin's nose: "You're really hard." After saying that, she pulled down his underwear with her small hand, and the whole big penis stood at a forty-five-degree angle, pointing straight at her.
She gazed at it with her beautiful eyes, her gaze filled with joy: "Zhi Xian, I never thought you would possess such a divine thing." Her small hand grasped its thickness; the bright red, round, mushroom-shaped head was already glistening with a seductive glow, making one want to lick it clean.
Finally, a warm, soft sensation enveloped his entire head, the tip being teased by her tongue.
"Oh... Yin Yin's little mouth is so beautiful, how can it feel so good..." Zhi Zhi looked down at her, his eyes meeting her round, bright ones. She looked at him with a flirtatious gaze, her eyes seemingly inviting him. His large, egg-sized head was already hidden in her small mouth, and the indescribable pleasure of sucking and licking under her powerful contractions was driving him almost mad.
Yin Yin released the head, pressing the treasure against Zhi Xian's lower abdomen, her delicate tongue tracing the folds of the shaft from top to bottom, finally sucking on his scrotum. A single testicle was suddenly taken into her mouth, and Zhi Xian immediately gasped, savoring the unprecedented ecstasy.
"Does it feel good?" Yin Yin asked, raising her beautiful eyes.
"I've never felt this good before. You're such a little vixen, I love it." Zhi Xian's voice became a little hoarse because his throat was dry.
"That's good then." Yin Yin continued to demonstrate her oral skills, gently biting his penis with her teeth, moving upwards until she reached his head, which she then took into her mouth. Zhi Xian could hardly bear it, and his waist began to thrust forward. Yin Yin cooperated perfectly, her lips tightly gripping his, intensifying the pleasure of his grinding. His head thrust deep into her throat again and again, but Yin Yin willingly endured it, her small hands simultaneously stroking him to give him even more pleasure.
Zhi Xian looked down at his precious member, its movements incessant as it entered and exited the pretty girl's lips. He then gazed at Yin Yin's half-closed, watery eyes, her adorable expression one of intense ecstasy, mingled with the sweet, grinding pressure of his penis. This gave him a feeling of euphoria. Zhi Xian was surprised at the powerful influence Yin Yin had on him.
Waves of pleasure made it increasingly difficult for Zhi Xian to resist, making him feel an urge to explode at any moment. He quickly withdrew his penis. Yin Yin stood up and removed Zhi Xian's shirt, leaving him naked before her. "You're so strong!"
Yin Yin's small hands caressed his broad chest, her fingertips tracing down his body. This caused the muscles beneath Zhi Xian's ribs to tighten. Then her fingers lingered on his lower abdomen, circling his thick pubic hair. "So thick, you have so much hair." Her hand moved down further, cupping his penis in her palm.
Zhi Xian's fingers pressed on the front-opening bra clasp, and with a "snap," the bra immediately parted to the sides, revealing a pair of breathtakingly beautiful breasts before his eyes. The pale pink and tender nipples were already proudly erect, as if waiting for him to pluck them.
Just as Zhi Xian was about to reach out to take off her short skirt, Yin Yin stopped him: "Let me do it myself."
Zhi Xian, of course, wouldn't object. He watched as she first took off her long leather boots, then her short skirt and panties, leaving her completely naked. Yin Yin pressed herself against him again, wrapping her arms around his neck, and said softly, "It feels so good to hold your body. I'm already very wet, and I want your cock right now. Pick me up and put it in."
He hadn't expected Yin Yin to be so eager. They were still standing, yet she was already trying to have sex with him. But since the beauty had already spoken, he couldn't object. "Just like this, standing here?"
"I want it like this. I'll wrap my legs around your waist as I enter. That way, it will go deeper. I want to enjoy the feeling of being pushed deep inside by your big cock."
Okay! It had been a long time since he'd done this position. Zhi Xian thought to himself, and then lifted her buttocks with his hands. Yinyin obediently arched her legs behind him, tightly wrapping them around his waist. She pulled out one hand and grasped his huge member from behind, guiding it towards the entrance of the flower chamber. She slowly rubbed it, then forced open her labia: "Give me all your big thing, quick..."
With her support, Zhixian didn't need much effort. He thrust his hips upward, and half of his treasure was already hidden in her warm, moist embrace.
"Oh!" Yin Yin let out a satisfied soft cry, her hips sinking down in time, and he was fully inside her, reaching her trembling depths. "It feels so full! It feels so good to be filled up by you."
"I didn't expect you to be so tight and wet, like entering a condom filled with warm water." "
This is the first time I've heard you use that adjective, it makes me so proud, and it lets me know how comfortable you are." After saying that, she pressed Zhi Xian's head against her body, making his lips suck on her nipple. "So beautiful... thrust your big thing hard."
Zhi Xian attacked, his hands supporting her hips, simultaneously coordinating with the movements of his waist and hips, thrusting from slow to fast. This time, Yin Yin was overjoyed, and her juices flowed out uncontrollably, splashing out with each thrust of the huge rod. Before long, the tatami mat was covered with water.
"Ah... Zhixian, you're so amazing!" She hugged him tightly with all her might. "So fast, so vigorous... How can you make me feel so good... Ah! Don't stop, I... I feel like I'm about to come..."
Hearing this, Zhixian thrust even harder, feeling Yinyin's nectar increasing. Suddenly, her vagina tightened and convulsed uncontrollably. "Yinyin, let it all out..." He continued his frenzied assault.
"I'm coming! I'm really coming... Ah! Can you feel it?" Yinyin trembled all over, and finally, a large amount of her vaginal fluid gushed out.
Zhixian realized how short-lived she was, so he carried her to the tatami mat, and they both rolled down. Yinyin still clung to him desperately, but Zhixian didn't stop, his hips still thrusting rapidly.
"Zhixian! Do you want to... kill me... Ah! Let me rest for a bit... Ah..."
"I can't stop... I'm about to come too..." Extremely excited, Zhixian was also very dissatisfied with his stamina.
"Shoot, shoot it all into me... I can feel it, mmm! So good, so much... It's coming again, your thing is so hot, it feels so good."
Zhi Xian's body slowly went limp, and he collapsed onto her, panting. Yin Yin closed her eyes, savoring the afterglow of their frenzy.
Zhi Xian finally calmed down and was about to pull away when Yin Yin sensed his intention and immediately stopped him: "Stay inside me, don't pull out."
"So you like this." Zhi Xian said with a smile.
"Many women like this, I'm just one of them, but actually I have another reason."
"What reason?" Zhi Xian stared at her.
Yin Yin looked at him and whispered, "I want to see if your thing is the legendary 'masterpiece'."
"The kind often mentioned in novels, big and thick, with great stamina, is it this?"
Yin Yin shook her head: "There are plenty of men like that, it's just an ordinary thing, not the kind I'm talking about."
"The kind that?" Zhi Xian became very interested.
"Do you know of two brothers in the Tang Dynasty, the elder named Zhang Yizhi and the younger named Zhang Changzong?"
Zhixian pondered for a moment, then finally remembered: "You mean Wu Zetian's two male favorites?"
"That's right, it was those two. At that time, there was a talented woman named Shangguan Wan'er by Wu Zetian's side. Day and night, she was always serving Wu Zetian. Even when the two Zhangs were with Wu Zetian in bed, Shangguan Wan'er would not leave her side for a moment. One day, Wu Zetian said to Shangguan Wan'er, 'I like those two. Do you know why?' Shangguan Wan'er shook her head. Wu Zetian then told her that it was because those two brothers both possessed a famous 'duck head' organ, and she described how wonderful and amazing it was. Hearing this, Shangguan Wan'er was itching to try it, so she went to Zhang Changzong to try it. It was indeed wonderful beyond words. Later, Wu Zetian found out and almost killed her."
"What's so special about that 'water duck head' thing?"
Yin Yin asked, her arms around his neck. "Actually, I've never seen one myself; I only know about it from books. A 'water duck head' has four characteristics: first, it must be thick and long; second, the head must be particularly large; third, when erect, the shaft must curve slightly upwards; and most importantly, fourth, when it shrinks after intercourse, it must be about half the length of a hand. If all four are present, it's called a 'water duck head.' If any one is missing, it doesn't count."
"I still don't understand. You haven't explained what's so special about it?"
"It's thick and long enough, you should know that without me saying it; the head is particularly large, mainly because it can generate a strong friction force during intercourse, making it easier for women to reach orgasm; as for the slight upward curve, it's just that the shape is similar to a duck's neck; but the fourth point is the main reason why Wu Zetian liked them the most. It turns out that after Wu Zetian finished with the two men, she wouldn't allow them to pull out, and she liked to sleep with one of them in her arms; she said that the head was big enough, plus it was thick and long enough, so it could hold the vagina, and even if the two of them slept together until dawn, it wouldn't be easy for the penis to slip out."
"But why is it called 'water duck' instead of the usual duck or goose, they have this characteristic too."
Yin Yin laughed, "What do water ducks do when they look for food?"
"They put their heads into the water to catch fish..." Zhi Xian thought for a moment, "I understand, it means to soak the head in the wet hole."
"You're absolutely right, so I'll give you a kiss." She kissed him on the cheek.
"In your opinion, is my big thing a 'water duck head'?" Zhi Xian said with a smile.
"Apart from the third point, which is that it didn't bend, and the fact that it hasn't slipped out yet, I'll consider you qualified for now."
"In that case, is there a reward?" Zhi Xian asked with a shameless look.
"Well..." Yin Yin stared at him for a long time, then suddenly gave him a cute smile: "Alright! I'll reward you by letting you do it one more time, you should be satisfied now." "
But mine is still limp, I'm afraid it will take a while." Zhi Xian flashed a pair of cunning eyes.
Seeing this, Yin Yin smiled slightly at him: "You don't need to say anything, you just want me to help you, so hurry up and sit on me."
Zhi Xian felt like he had received a royal decree, and quickly pulled out, straddling her thighs, and was already kneeling on Yin Yin's breasts.
Yin Yin glanced at him, reached out and grasped his still limp penis, slowly taking it into her mouth, using her invincible oral skills, and soon, sure enough, his penis gradually hardened.
Yin Yin spat out the hard penis: "So hard, didn't you say you wanted to have sex with me?"
Zhi Xian was overjoyed, Yin Yin skillfully used her hands to push and press her breasts, hiding his large penis in her cleavage, and after only a few thrusts, Zhi Xian was immediately overwhelmed with pleasure: "So wonderful, so good, you are so soft..." At the
same time, Yin Yin opened her cherry lips, and with each thrust of Zhi Xian, it went straight into her small mouth: "Oh! I can't take it..."
Zhi Xian couldn't imagine that this charming nineteen-year-old girl in front of him would be so passionate, or to put it more bluntly, so lewd. Yin Yin's lips were tightly closed, and with each thrust of his penis, the head of his penis had to forcefully penetrate, giving Zhi Xian an unprecedented thrill that made him even more intoxicated.
"Alright, you promised to do me, you can't just give up now," Yin Yin's sweet whisper suddenly rang out.
Zhi Xian had no choice but to pull away, climbing on top of her again. Yin Yin cupped his face in her hands and pulled his head down. She began to kiss him deeply, and when Zhi Xian tried to pull away from her lips, intending to do something else, Yin Yin refused to let him. She gently bit his lower lip, letting him know she still wanted more. This gentle bite worked.
Under her seduction, Zhi Xian let out a low growl and immediately sealed her lips with his again. Yin Yin clung to him cooperatively, letting his large hands ravage her breasts.
The long, passionate kiss finally ended. His lips slid across her chin, then moved down, kissing her breasts along her neck, but only lingered for a moment before moving to her flat stomach and then sliding down again.
Yinyin, of course, saw through his intentions. Her legs slowly opened for him, and Zhixian's lips finally reached where he wanted them.
He carefully examined her most vibrant, tender, and alluring vulva, his fingers gently parting her labia, revealing a moist, pinkish hue. Suddenly, a clear stream welled up, slowly flowing down to her crotch.
Zhixian could no longer resist this captivating temptation. His lips pressed against hers, first pulling at her lips with his own before taking her clitoris into his mouth.
"Ah! Zhixian..." Yinyin used her bent legs to prop up her hips, trying to lean towards him: "Don't stop, keep kissing me... Ah! It's so beautiful..."
Zhixian intensified his attack, then used both his hands and mouth, his middle finger digging inside her, making Yinyin's head sway wildly, her short, straight hair flying with the movement of her head: "How can it be so beautiful... I'm going to be ecstatic..."
In an instant, a torrent of fluid surged forth, making Zhixian take bite after bite, his tongue quickly spreading open her labia and rushing in...
"Ah... Zhixian, you're so amazing... Yinyin is almost dying from your touch..." Yinyin passionately grasped her breasts, her mouth constantly uttering seductive moans.
Yinyin's lewd response almost shattered Zhixian's self-control. He had intended to slow down, giving her ample time to enjoy this pleasurable moment, but Yin Yin's provocative words made it impossible for him to slow down. His tongue became even more frenzied, the "squeak...squeak..." sounds echoing incessantly in the flower room.
"Zhi Xian, please...go in...go in more..." After Zhi Xian's prolonged and greedy tasting, Yin Yin felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her body arching higher and higher, craving more of this sweet torment.
Zhi Xian could wait no longer. He withdrew his lips and tongue, then climbed on top of her again. Yin Yin suddenly raised her hands, wrapped them around his neck, and hugged him tightly: "So beautiful... I didn't expect Zhi Xian's tongue to be so skillful. If you hadn't stopped, I think I would have fainted from pleasure..."
Zhi Xian said in a passionate, husky voice, biting her earlobe: "Yin Yin, you are so charming. I want you right now."
"Go ahead, this time you have to fuck me hard, but before you fuck me, I still want you to remember one thing. No matter what or where, as long as you want, Yin Yin likes to be happy with you, but it's limited to lust. You must never develop feelings for me, understand?"
"I don't object to that... but..." Zhi Xian frowned and looked at her: "but..." For some reason, hearing Yin Yin's words always left him with a bitter and sour taste, and he didn't want to continue.
"Up to now, I don't want any emotional entanglement with you, Zhixian. Don't misunderstand, I'm not saying you're bad. On the surface, you are indeed a handsome man. My request is for everyone's benefit. I believe you and I are like-minded and intelligent people, so you should understand what I mean."
Zhixian nodded: "Perhaps you are right. What happens in the future is a matter for the future. I will respect your wishes."
"To be honest," Yinyin raised her beautiful eyes and stared intently at his face: "You are the best sexual partner I have ever met. This is my honest opinion! So, fuck me well and let us fall into the abyss of lust together."
As she finished speaking, her small hand reached for his crotch and firmly grasped his penis: "Let me lead you into this abyss." She began to lead him, forcing his penis to part his lips: "Come on, I can't wait."

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