Willow branches sway gently

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Chapter 1.
In a warm, intoxicatingly fragrant large bedroom, the soft moans and gasps of a girl, as delicate as a kitten's meows, mingled with the deep breaths and low growls of a man in extreme pleasure.
The bedroom was large, with a huge king-size bed in the center, covered with pink sheets.
The floor around the bed was covered with thick, soft, snow-white blankets. On the large bed
, a muscular, dark-skinned man was pressing tightly against a girl with skin as white as snow and as delicate as a flower petal. They were engaged in the most primal act of love.
The man had long, shapely legs, and his firm, elastic buttocks pounded against the girl's body with frenzied passion. The man was very handsome, with sharply defined features and narrow eyes, but now his gaze was bloodshot with desire, and his expression was somewhat ferocious due to extreme pleasure.
The girl beneath him couldn't quite be called a woman yet; her face was round and tender, still chubby from her baby fat, and her lips, slightly swollen from the man's kisses, were red and alluring.
The girl was already petite, and against the backdrop of the man's tall frame, she appeared even more childlike. Her waist was so slender it could be encircled with one hand, but her breasts were full and firm, like two huge, white, tender steamed buns on her chest. Her smooth, white legs were tightly wrapped around the man's strong waist, and her delicate arms encircled his neck. Her eyes were closed in a blissful state, her cheeks flushed from excessive desire, and her throat, already hoarse from screaming, could only utter small, animal-like whimpers.
The man buried his head in the girl's full breasts, his lips incessantly kissing and nibbling at her small, delicate nipples.
It's unclear how long they've been engaged in this activity, but suddenly the man withdrew his erection from the girl's body, ejaculating a thick, white fluid with a roar, splattering it all over the girl's fair breasts and cheeks.
The girl had also reached her climax, panting and calling out, "Uncle, Uncle."
Finally, the tall man rolled over and lay on his back on the bed, holding the girl in his arms. His desire, which had grown larger and harder, once again penetrated the girl's vagina, making a "plop" sound. The man breathed heavily with pleasure, mumbling indistinctly, "Liu'er, how could I bear to give you up?" The
rhythmic sounds of thrusting, the seductive panting, and the shouts of desire filling the room resumed.
Chapter 2 Background
In the orphanage, a little girl with fair and delicate skin sat under the large willow tree by the door, her arms wrapped around her knees. Her eyes were large and round, shining like two crystal-clear black grapes.
The little girl was probably only about 6 years old, slender and petite, with a captivating beauty.
Her hair was fine and soft, not entirely jet black, but with a faint metallic sheen. Two smooth, shoulder-length strands cascaded down her back.
The little girl buried her head in her knees, like a wounded ostrich, unwilling to interact with anyone or anything around her.
Her name was Liu Yiyi. Just a month ago, she was the only daughter of the gentle and kind teacher in the city, a beloved darling with a smile that seemed to soothe anyone's heart. But now, Liu Yiyi was nothing more than an abandoned orphan in an orphanage. A month ago, Teacher Liu had
been sent to a mountainous area for a one-day teaching exercise. On her way back to the city, she was involved in a serious car accident; the car plunged into a ravine, and her body was never recovered.
Liu Yiyi had lived with her father since childhood, never having seen her mother or any other relatives.
It is said that Teacher Liu was an orphan who, during her middle school years, was pursued by a spoiled rich girl. The girl drugged her with an aphrodisiac, leading to their intimate encounter. The willful rich girl became pregnant and insisted on giving birth to her daughter, Liu Yiyi.
Unfortunately, the rich girl's feelings came and went quickly; for her, nothing was more precious than what she couldn't have. Having a child at a young age meant she could no longer act as she pleased. Furthermore, her family, who had initially opposed her relationship with Teacher Liu, suddenly changed their minds and wanted them to marry.
The rich girl's deep affection for Teacher Liu instantly turned to disgust; her once tender gaze towards him became annoyance and contempt. She avoided her newborn daughter, Liu Yiyi, like the plague, refusing to even hold her, looking at her as if she were a dirty burden.
Later, the rich girl abandoned her daughter and Teacher Liu, running off abroad with a playboy she had grown up with, and was never heard from again.
The wealthy young lady's parents only had her as their daughter, and she was born late in life. They were devastated by her disappointing behavior. Her elderly father, seeing his daughter leave without a word, suffered a heart attack and died on the spot. Her mother, utterly heartbroken, soon followed her husband in death.
Their vast fortune was instantly divided among their distant, predatory relatives after their deaths. Mr. Liu, a man of simple tastes, let it go. He neither pursued legal action nor searched for his missing lover. Instead, he took his daughter, Liu Yiyi, and left this place of sorrow for another city.
At that time, Mr. Liu had just been admitted to a teacher's college that offered him a stipend. He earned scholarships every year thanks to his excellent grades and worked tirelessly in his spare time to support Liu Yiyi. After graduation, he became a middle school teacher.
Mr. Liu, a man of refined manners and aristocratic bearing, was deeply loved by his students, teachers, and parents. He had never had a girlfriend, spoiling his only beloved daughter.
Sadly, he passed away young, leaving poor Liu Yiyi an orphan at the tender age of six, forced to be sent to an orphanage.
Chapter 3: Adopted by Her Uncle.
Since moving into the orphanage, Liu Yiyi has been like a fallen princess, completely out of place with the other children. She is withdrawn, preferring solitude, and can remain silent for days on end. Even when bullied by other children, she would quietly hide and cry. Her once round and fair face grew increasingly thin and sallow.
This evening, as usual, Liu Yiyi hid under the large willow tree in front of the orphanage, secretly sobbing softly, her beautiful face streaked with tears.
In the golden glow of the setting sun, a tall figure was projected onto the ground in front of the little girl. Liu Yiyi raised her teary eyes and saw a tall, imposing man standing opposite her.
His skin was a fresh, healthy honey color, slightly tanned.
His features were sharply defined, with long, narrow eyes and thin lips that exuded a cold, indifferent aura.
The man looked quite young, wearing a well-tailored, silver-gray Armani suit and shiny black
shoes. Looking at the petite little girl sitting on the ground, his handsome brows furrowed slightly. He hesitated, then stepped forward and helped the little girl up, asking, "Are you Liu Yiyi?"
His voice was deep and magnetic, with a captivating allure.
The little girl nodded blankly.
The man continued, "I am your father's younger brother, Liu Yan. From now on, I am your guardian."
Then, the man bent down, his long, strong arm sweeping over the little girl and lifting her up. He walked all the way out of the orphanage and placed Liu Yiyi in the passenger seat of a silver-gray BMW parked outside.
Liu Yan was the heir to the Liu family in Feng City, the provincial capital, a thousand miles away from where Liu Yiyi lived.
His father was the governor of the province.
Liu Yan also has a half-brother, Liu Nuo, who is two years older than her. Liu Nuo is kind-hearted and unassuming, quite different from the cold and aloof Liu Yan. However, after learning at the age of 13 that his biological mother was originally a maid in the Liu family and disappeared after giving birth to him, Liu Nuo ran away from home to find her and disappeared without a trace.
Until a month ago, Liu Nuo fell into a ravine and disappeared, his photo and name appearing in newspapers and on television.
Only then did the Liu family learn of Liu Nuo's whereabouts.
An investigation revealed that he also had a daughter in an orphanage.
In fact, given the Liu family's influence, finding Liu Nuo after his disappearance would not have been difficult. However, Governor Liu, concerned about his reputation and indifferent to the child born to a maid, and especially since he had a daughter, Liu Yan, from a prominent family, had
allowed Liu Nuo to live a life of wandering all these years.
However, in recent years, Governor Liu has grown old and retired from his official post. His wife has also passed away. The sins he committed in his youth have increasingly haunted him. He had already been thinking of finding his eldest son, and a few days ago, he heard the devastating news of his son's death on television, which caused him unbearable grief. Upon hearing that he still had a granddaughter, he immediately ordered his youngest son to bring her back.
Chapter 4: First Visit to the Liu Family Mansion The Liu family
mansion is a traditional-style residence located in the eastern suburbs of Feng City.
The reason why Governor Liu has been thinking of finding his lost eldest son, Liu Nuo, in recent years is not only because he is old and frail, but also because he was diagnosed with liver cancer two years ago.
When a person is about to die, they naturally miss their loved ones the most.
Ever since Liu Yiyi was held in Liu Yan's arms, she felt an inexplicable sense of security. She didn't even bother to verify Liu Yan's identity and let him carry her into his BMW.
Liu Yiyi curled up in the car seat and quickly fell asleep.
Liu Yan paid little attention to the little girl beside him throughout the journey, his brows slightly furrowed as he sped along. Soon, the car arrived in Feng City and pulled into the Liu residence.
Liu Yan stopped the car and looked expressionlessly at the little girl beside him. She was curled up in a ball, her large eyes closed; she was fast asleep.
Her long eyelashes, like two small fans, trembled slightly with the rise and fall of her eyelids.
Her small face was pointed, and her fair skin made it appear translucent, almost transparent.
Her pink dress, due to her sleeping posture, had been rolled up to her slender waist, revealing two tender, snow-white legs and her pure white underwear.
Although Liu Yan was only a 20-year-old college student, he was by no means a naive and impetuous young man.
Both of Liu Yan's parents came from prestigious families, top figures in both politics and business.
Liu Yan himself possessed exceptional intelligence and handsome looks, and countless women had admired him since childhood.
Governor Liu trusted and indulged his beloved son immensely. As long as his son didn't get those women pregnant, he could do whatever he wanted.
Since Liu Yan first slept with his tutor, a beautiful 19-year-old female college student, when he was 13, he had countless bed partners over the past eight years. Especially since he was sent to the United States at the age of 14, the women he had been with were of all ages and nationalities.
However, despite his extensive experience with women, he felt a slight arousal when he saw the little girl's fair and slender legs under her panties.
Liu Yan felt a tightness in his throat and instinctively grabbed the bottled water beside him. As the sweet, cool water entered his mouth, Liu Yan's eyes regained their calm and ruthless clarity.
Liu Yan woke the little girl and said to her, "Get out of the car."
The girl opened her sleepy eyes, her clean and clear eyes holding a kind of innocent allure. She fumbled for a long time, not knowing how to open the car door.
Liu Yan impatiently bent down to open the car door on her side, but when he saw the little girl tentatively trying to jump out, he hesitated timidly because her legs were too short, so he strode out of the car somewhat impatiently, walked around to the girl's side, reached out and pulled Liu Yiyi into his arms again.
When Liu Yan's broad palms touched the smooth skin of Liu Yiyi's thighs, he felt a slight shiver of pleasure run through his body.
The little girl's skin was so beautiful, so delicate and tender, more beautiful than any woman Liu Yan had ever been with.
Liu Yan's palms unconsciously began to caress the skin of Liu Yiyi's legs, his fingers even seemingly touching her private parts through the thin fabric of her underwear.
Liu Yiyi's little arms wrapped around Liu Yan's neck, her small body began to wriggle in his large hands. She uttered a soft, delicate child's voice, "It tickles, it tickles, don't touch Yiyi anymore."
Liu Yan's heart skipped a beat; this was the first time the little girl in his arms had spoken.
Composing himself, Liu Yan said seriously to Liu Yiyi, "From now on, you'll call me Uncle."
The little girl obediently called out in her soft, sweet voice, "Uncle."
Then Liu Yan stopped teasing the little girl and instead carried her respectfully into the main hall of the Liu residence.
Although he appeared calm on the surface, his resolve had wavered slightly.
Liu Yan couldn't deny that when his hands touched Liu Yiyi's delicate skin, his lower body reacted again, and his desire was even stronger and harder than before.
Liu Yan was certain that he was not a pedophile. Since the age of 13, most of his girlfriends had been mature and beautiful. He enjoyed conquering seemingly proud, aloof, and capable women in bed. Watching them writhe and beg for his attention until they could no longer bear his demands filled him with immense pride and excitement. He had always looked down on naive,
innocent girls who needed to be trained and cared for; such women were often clueless about romance, and their immaturity only made him feel disgusted, not satisfied.
But today, he felt desire for this young, frail girl, who was related to him by blood—a truly strange thing.
Liu Yan thought: "I've been constantly being bossed around by my husband lately. It's been so long since I've been with a woman; I'm practically starving."
Chapter 5
Liu Yan, the president of Liuhua Group, once again made it onto the Forbes list of highest-paid employees, and Liuhua Group's annual profit margin also far surpassed other companies in the same period in China.
As usual, the area in front of Liuhua Group's headquarters was packed with reporters. When they saw the gleaming black luxury car that was specially commissioned to pick up President Liu Yan slowly drive up, flashbulbs and camera flashes went off wildly.
Everyone in Feng City was filled with curiosity about this mysterious and handsome man who ranked first in the city's wealth rankings.
He was over 30, but his charm was even more pronounced.
His face was as exquisite and profound as a top foreign model's, yet it always wore a layer of frost, keeping people at a distance. His physique was even more well-proportioned and athletic than that of a top football player. He once posed for the cover of a magazine featuring business elites, wearing a pure white shirt with the collar slightly exposed, subtly revealing his muscular chest, narrow waist, pert buttocks, and long legs. Every woman who saw his photo couldn't help but go crazy and scream for him, wishing she could transform into a snake, tightly coiling around his strong waist, writhing and throbbing wildly with his rhythmic thrusts.
Legend has it that President Liu's source of desire was exceptionally gifted, long and thick, and every woman who had ever been beneath him longed for the ultimate pleasure of being filled and penetrated by his weapon.
He had countless bed partners, from A-list celebrities and socialites to restaurant waitresses, each a stunning beauty with a hot body, high breasts, a slender waist, and long legs. Unfortunately, none of them could stay with him for long. Even so, these women still flocked to him like butterflies drawn to a fragrant flower, even taking pride in having served him.
However, Liu Yan's ruthlessness was as renowned as his exceptional talent. Any woman he had grown tired of could not afford to linger with him; otherwise, her fate would be unpredictable and miserable. He would never soften his heart or compromise with his former lovers.
Only in bed might he show a sliver of tenderness and affection towards his bed partners. Off the bed, he reverted to the indifferent, cold, and aloof President Liu.
A black sedan slowly pulled up in front of the building. The driver, dressed in a suit and tie, respectfully opened the car door for the back seat. Liu Yan stepped out first. He was dressed in a dark black suit, extremely tall with broad shoulders. He walked around to the side door, reached out, and took a petite, very pretty little girl from the car.
The girl looked about 12 or 13 years old, only reaching slightly above Liu Yan's waist. Her skin was as white as snow, but her cheeks had a healthy, rosy glow. Her eyes were large and bright, with clear black and white, and thick, long eyelashes fluttered like feathers. Her face was small, the cutest heart shape.
She wore a pink dress, and her slender, fair legs were visible beneath the pink tulle skirt.
Her ten adorable toes peeked out from her high-heeled sandals, each one as smooth as a tiny pearl.
The girl's chestnut hair, shimmering with a faint golden sheen, cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, the ends forming gentle curves. A pink hair clip with a bow adorned her head.
The girl's small hand was firmly held in the palm of the tall man beside her. His usually overly calm and ruthless narrow eyes, when looking at the girl, held a tender warmth, brimming with an overwhelming affection. Ignoring
the shouts, gasps, and flashing cameras of the reporters and media behind them, his gaze remained fixed on the young girl before him as he carefully led her towards his Empire State Building.
Then the man lowered his voice and said to his subordinate beside him, "Destroy all photos and videos of Liu'er. I will not allow anyone to release Liu'er's image."
Chapter 6 Liu'er at Home
Liu Yan, holding Liu Yiyi's little hand, had just stepped into the Liu Empire Building when Liu'er stopped, raised her delicate little face, her big eyes blinking, seemingly containing tears. Liu'er looked at Liu Yan with incredibly pure eyes, her two small hands only able to hold a few of Liu Yan's fingers.
Liu'er gently shook Liu Yan's hand, and said in a sweet voice, "Liu'er wants Uncle to hold her."
As she spoke, she opened her two slender arms, like a bird spreading its wings.
At this moment, Liu Yan's facial expression was no longer the cold and aloof one he usually displayed in newspapers and magazines or to the public. His face was as gentle as a spring river, and his smile as warm as sunshine melting snow.
He lowered his body slightly and very gently stretched out his arms to hug Liu Yiyi.
Liu Yiyi is just 12 years old this year. Six years have passed since she was adopted by Liu Yan when she was 6.
Her cheeks are no longer as thin as they were when she was a child, but have become round and full, shining like pearls.
Her eyes no longer always glisten with tears of grievance, but are filled with happy smiles.
Her lips are as tender as flower petals. She has chubby baby fat on her body, which is very cute, but her waist is still so slender that it can be grasped in one hand.
However, Liu'er's height is still that of a child, very petite and adorable. In front of Liu Yan, who is 190 cm tall, Liu'er is as small as a kitten.
Liu Yan easily picked up Liu'er and let her little bottom, wrapped in a pink gauze dress, sit on her arm. Her palm gently stroked Liu'er's fair skin, and then she stepped into her private elevator, going straight to the CEO's office on the top floor.
The top floor of the Liu's Empire Building houses Liu Yan's office, a spacious space with a thick, soft, cream-colored carpet. Opposite her solid black wooden desk sits a large, plush fabric sofa. The sofa's warm pink hue seems incongruous with the black and white office decor, yet it exudes a sweet charm.
This sofa is one of Liu Yiyi's favorite spots in Liu Yan's large office. Whenever she follows Liu Yan to his workspace, she nestles on the sofa opposite him while he works.
After placing Liu Yiyi on her favorite sofa upon entering the office, Liu Yan sits at her desk, working on documents and official business.
Time flies when one is engrossed in work. When Liu Yan looks up at the little girl on the sofa, she finds her curled up asleep.
The girl looks incredibly sweet as she sleeps. Liu Yan tenderly approaches her, picks up a thin blanket from beside the sofa, and tries to cover her with it.
But his hand unconsciously touched the little girl's fair, tender inner thigh, the smooth, warm touch making Liu Yan shudder involuntarily.
He couldn't remember when it started, but this youthful, innocent body, related to him by blood, had become incredibly attractive to him. Every time he touched her, his desire would flare up.
Liu Yan knew this shouldn't be, but the forbidden temptation held a fatal attraction for him.
Looking at the beautiful body before him, Liu Yan said to himself, "Just this once, what's wrong with indulging?"
Chapter 7 Like a Dream (Part 1)
Liu Yan gently stroked Liu'er's delicate leg skin. Under his touch, Liu'er twisted and turned over, lying on her side on the sofa, making a few meaningless mutterings from her rosy lips. Underneath
Liu'er's pink dress was a one-piece gauze dress, the hem of which had already flowed up to her slender waist with the little girl's movements, while the thin fabric above the dress billowed and was pulled up to her shoulders. A fair neck, exposed to the air, was dotted with tiny bumps.
The 12-year-old girl's breasts already had a slight bud, her delicate pink nipples peeking out from under her gauze dress.
Liu Yan suddenly steadied himself. The body before him was just a child's; did he really intend to defile her purity and beauty?
Although Liu Yan was always open-minded and unrestrained in matters of sex, he had always disdained touching underage girls, especially such young ones.
If he were to possess his blood-related niece, whom he had raised from childhood, what difference would there be between him and a beast?
Yet, heaven knows how much Liu Yan wanted to hold Liu'er's bright red, tender lips, how much he wanted his already erect penis to be tightly enveloped by the girl's narrow flower.
Liu Yan knew that his niece was as sleepy as a baby, and her sleep quality was always excellent. Every time he brought the sleeping Liu'er home, she would only rub against him and then find a more comfortable position to sleep, but she would never wake up.
On one occasion, Liu Yan brought his little niece home, settled her on the bed, and went to take a shower. He had just entered the bathroom when he heard
a loud "!" Startled, he rushed out to find Liu'er had fallen off the bed and onto the floor because she was a restless sleeper. Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the floor, preventing her from getting hurt, but even so, it must have been very painful. However, the little girl hadn't woken up at all, and didn't even remember falling.
Liu Yan figured that as long as his playful actions weren't too intense, he shouldn't wake the little girl, and his burgeoning desire once again overcame his reason.
Liu Yan leaned down and kissed the little girl's soft, fragrant lips. The sweet, tender touch made him feel completely relaxed. He extended his tongue and fed it into the girl's mouth, their tongues entwining endlessly. The girl still carried a sweet, milky scent, which intensified her attraction to Liu Yan. He gradually increased the intensity, his tongue rapidly exploring, moving, and teasing within the little girl's mouth.
Liu Yan's lips were no longer satisfied with just his niece's mouth; his kisses extended densely to the girl's round cheeks and pink neck. To Liu Yan, the little girl was like the most tempting candy in the world. He couldn't resist extending his tongue, licking the girl's soft skin, even gently nibbling at it.
Fearing that his vigorous movements would wake his niece, Liu Yan kept the intensity within a certain range, while also observing the girl's expression for any signs of waking. Fortunately, the little girl remained sound asleep amidst her uncle's passionate kisses, only occasionally shifting her body.
As he kissed her, Liu Yan's large hands didn't stop exploring the girl's innocent body. One hand gently held her fair, delicate feet, while the other slowly pulled down her pure white cotton panties.
The pure white, thin fabric, without any patterns or lace embellishments, was something Liu Yan had personally chosen for his little niece. He would never allow his beloved little girl's most delicate bud to endure being wrapped in such strange fabric. However, its allure to Liu Yan was still greater than any other woman's sexy lingerie.
Liu Yan saw that the pure white fabric was even slightly damp, like dewdrops, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips. It seemed his little girl wasn't as innocent as he had imagined; she was already showing signs of arousal.
Chapter 8 Like a Dream (Part 2)
Liu Yan brought the panties to his nose and gently sniffed them. The slightly sweet, fishy smell mingled with the little girl's intoxicatingly sweet scent. Then Liu Yan put the panties in his pocket, reached out and spread the girl's smooth, bare legs apart, pushing them upwards to form an irregular "M" shape, revealing her pink and delicate, dreamlike place, more beautiful than rose petals.
Even though Liu Yan had seen countless women, he had never seen such an alluring and sinful private part. The girl's vulva was as smooth as fine white jade, without a single hair. This was completely different from the mature women he had encountered. Even if some women deliberately shaved their pubic hair to feign innocence, black hairs would still remain on their vulva, making it look rather unsightly and strange. This was completely different from the body of a woman who had not yet developed pubic hair.
Liu Yan couldn't help but move his lips down and kiss the girl's vulva. This was something he had never done before. Usually, with his female companions, he would only thrust directly in, grinding and examining them wildly, rarely even kissing them. But even so, it was enough for them to beg for mercy and scream, experiencing orgasm after orgasm.
Liu Yan's lips gradually approached the petals beneath the white jade vulva. The tiny petals parted slightly, revealing the small bud above and the narrow crevice beneath. He found it even harder to control his desire, spreading the little girl's legs wider, placing his head between them, licking the clitoris with his tongue, and then taking the petal into his mouth.
Liu Yan dared not move too roughly, yet passionately and tenderly licked and sucked. The girl seemed to react; her parted legs twitched slightly, her breathing became heavy, and she emitted soft moans.
Liu Yan was startled, looking at the girl's face, and found her eyes still tightly closed, showing no sign of waking.
At this point, Liu Yan no longer cared whether the girl would wake up; his desire was already beyond his control.
He eagerly wanted to probe into the girl's narrow crevice. After a long period of teasing, the girl's narrow crevice had opened. Liu Yan extended a finger, groping inside, wanting the girl to feel his presence.
Frankly speaking, Liu Yan didn't actually intend to fully possess his niece. Although he was now in the business world, his father was a political figure, and he had been raised with moral codes and standards. His father, Governor Liu, had only had an affair with a maid in his youth, which had caused him sleepless nights and constant unease.
Therefore, although he was a playboy, he would never touch underage girls, let alone a child of his own blood. No matter how strong his desires were, he couldn't cross the boundaries of moral taboo.
Liu Yan only intended to use his hands and lips to create ultimate pleasure for the girl beneath him, then release his desire through the friction between her legs.
As he thought this, he played with the little girl's clitoris with his fingers, then continued to probe inside. After a long period of teasing, the girl's private parts became increasingly moist, and his fingers were covered in glistening dew. Her breathing became rapid, and she even unconsciously lifted her little bottom to rub against her uncle's fingers.
He could no longer bear it. He stood up, unbuckled his intricately patterned belt, and half-removed his suit trousers, releasing his burgeoning desire. His lust emanated from his open underwear, the trousers hanging below his knees, appearing obscene and seductive.
Chapter 9: Like a Dream (Part 2)
Some men, though physically imposing, don't have particularly large penises. However, Liu Yan's penis was much thicker and larger than that of ordinary men, almost as thick and long as Liu Yiyi's arm.
His erect penis was purplish-red, with clearly visible bulging veins on its firm shaft. The tip of the fist-sized glans glowed with excited red light, and a few drops of viscous, translucent liquid slid from the round opening at the top.
Liu Yan adjusted his position, kneeling before the girl, gently lifting her legs and draping them around his waist, his desire lightly pressing against her vulva.
Just as his hardness rubbed against the girl's softness, Liu Yan instantly felt his reason, principles, and morality collapse in his mind. All he wanted to do was insert his penis into the girl's vagina, to frantically pound and thrust, to make his little niece moan, scream, and submit beneath him.
He thought it and actually did it. His desire slowly moved forward, the glans approaching the girl's petals, then touching her delicate slit. The glans throbbed and rubbed between the petals, finally thrusting in, entering the girl's flower cave. At first, his penis only ground shallowly at the entrance, hesitant and tentative, but as the little girl secreted more and more fluid, and the tender flesh inside gradually contracted tighter and tighter, his penis couldn't help but thrust deeper.
The tip of his penis couldn't help but tease the little clitoris between the little girl's petals, precisely the girl's sensitive spot; each friction caused her small body to tremble slightly.
Half of his penis was already inside the small slit, stretched wide by Liu Yan, revealing the pink flesh inside. He moved gently, not penetrating too deeply, simply enjoying the pleasure of teasing the petals at the entrance.
Suddenly, Liu Yiyi's buttocks slid down, and his penis penetrated deeper, breaking the thin hymen. Liu Yan was horrified, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, beads of sweat immediately forming on his forehead.
He hurriedly stopped thrusting, carefully observing Liu Yiyi. Her face seemed to have turned pale from the pain. Liu Yan usually kept a close eye on Liu Yiyi; the little girl was completely ignorant about sex. If she had woken from her dream due to the pain, she would have asked.
But her rhythmic breathing and closed eyes indicated that she was not awake; the little girl probably thought it was just a dream.
The girl groaned in pain, her small hands and legs trembling unconsciously. With a heavy heart, Liu Yan gently held the girl in her arms, calming her desire.
The little girl in front of her was her precious child, whom she had cherished for six years, someone who shared her blood, and she absolutely could not let her be hurt like this.
Suppressing his surging desire was an extremely painful experience. Sweat dripped incessantly from Liu Yan's forehead, falling onto the girl's fair skin and her already crumpled clothes, creating a scene of utterly lewdness. The girl
beneath him calmed down, her breathing gradually evened, and her struggling limbs relaxed, as if she were fast asleep. Liu Yan's tense body, unable to bear the torment of desire, resumed thrusting, his penis gradually increasing in speed and amplitude.
He slightly withdrew his penis, then thrust forward forcefully, finally fully penetrating his young niece's inexperienced body. Liu Yan let out a long sigh of pure, pleasurable pleasure. The feeling of being tightly enveloped by young, tender flesh was a pleasure he had never experienced before. The tightness of the passage even made him unable to hold back his ejaculation immediately.
Because he was worried the girl would wake up, Liu Yan's thrusts were not violent, but rather long, gentle, and slow. Under his ministrations, the girl's breathing became rapid and heavy again, emitting continuous moans and gasps.
Liu Yan felt his thick penis penetrate deep into his niece's womb, which excited him even more. His hands also caressed the girl's nipples, teasing them until they were hard and pointed.
After half an hour of thrusting, the little girl suddenly shuddered, a warm, continuous fluid flowing from her lower body, slowly flowing over the penis filling her vagina. Liu Yan's glans suddenly came into contact with this warm fluid, and his body trembled violently, an uncontrollable pleasure rising up his back. Liu Yan knew that his little darling had been brought to orgasm.
But he didn't want this ultimate feast of organs and flesh to end so quickly.
He forced himself to control himself, stopped the continuous thrusting, pulled his penis out slightly, and after his desire cooled down a little, resumed his gentle, spring-like thrusting. He saw that even in the midst of her deflowering and climax, his courage grew, and he wrapped her slender legs around his strong waist, making it easier for him to thrust in and out. The
suppressed growls gradually softened into low moans: "Uh...so good...so good...Liu'er, you're such a treasure."
Her tender vulva tightly gripped Liu Yan's desire. As he pulled back, the pink flesh was pulled out by his penis, turning outwards, but as he thrust forward, strands of fluid would overflow, creating a scene of utter debauchery. Liu Yan was intoxicated by
this ecstatic pleasure, unable to extricate himself, wishing he could bury his dragon of desire within Liu Yiyi's body forever. At this moment, he had completely forgotten that the little girl he was thrusting into was only 12 years old, and even more so, that the one receiving pleasure beneath him was his own niece.
Suddenly, his back arched violently, a deathly pleasure washing over his lower back. With Liu Yiyi's tight, contracting muscles, Liu Yan released all his viscous semen from the tip of his penis inside her, filling her small uterus.
Chapter 10: Liu Yan Awakens from His Erotic Dream .
Hot, white, transparent liquid continued to spurt from the small opening at the tip of his penis. Liu Yan jolted awake from his dream.
The room was pitch black, with heavy curtains still drawn over the French windows. Liu Yan picked up the alarm clock from the bedside table and saw it was just 3 a.m.
He frowned, looking at his empty bed, the pink sheets already stained with drops of bodily fluid.
He sighed deeply and went into the bathroom to clean himself.
Liu'er's beautiful little face seemed to appear before his eyes again. Liu'er was now 12 years old, no longer the withdrawn and quiet little girl she was 6 years ago. He remembered when he first brought Liu'er back to the Liu family mansion; she wouldn't speak to anyone, nor dared to look at anyone, flustered like a frightened little rabbit. Even though Grandpa Liu really wanted to talk to her, she was too scared to speak and would hide.
Of all the people, the only one the little girl wasn't afraid of was Liu Yan. Wherever Liu Yan went, she would timidly follow behind. If Liu Yan walked too fast, she would run over and grab his little finger. Her hands were too small; she could only hold Liu Yan's little finger.
At that time, the young and impetuous Liu Yan hated being tied down and troubled. Suddenly being entangled by this little thing was incredibly annoying to him. To be honest, he didn't have much affection for his deceased brother, and he didn't care much about his father, the provincial governor, who had liver cancer and was dying. Perhaps some would call him cold-hearted, but in this cruel world, the safest thing is not to develop feelings for anyone.
But for some reason, although he, who was only 20 years old at the time, felt annoyed by the little girl, he didn't refuse her. Over time, when he saw Liu'er stumbling and falling behind because he was walking too fast, he couldn't help but turn around, hug her, and walk quickly forward.
Liu Yan wasn't the kind of man who would let others harass him. A man as outstanding as him naturally had countless women clinging to him since childhood, but he would usually use his icy aura to chill them to the bone, even resorting to using Liu Hua's influence to eliminate those infatuated women. But with Liu'er, he was truly helpless.
Gradually, he got used to it, especially after his father's death, when the little girl became his only blood relative. He got used to holding her in his arms while eating, working, and even sleeping. He knew how different his gaze towards her was; one of his former female companions said that he looked at Liu'er as if she were his infatuated lover. But the woman who said this was immediately frightened by his icy gaze and dared not utter another word.
Liu Yan smiled bitterly, recalling how the little girl had followed him closely for half a day when she first arrived at the Liu family home, and how she had even stayed in his bedroom at night, refusing to leave and insisting on sleeping with him. At that time, he was truly troubled by this, but his father spoiled the child rotten, leaving him no choice but to sleep with a six-year-old every night.
During that period, he didn't have a girlfriend for three whole months, feeling green with envy. Every time he looked at Liu'er, he wanted to strangle her, but it was just a thought to vent his anger; he never actually did anything to harm her.
Actually, looking back now, he was spoiling her back then. Otherwise, given his temper and his grandfather's instructions, who could force him if he didn't want to?
However, the little girl gradually grew up and was no longer as attached to him as before. Except for the first three months after she arrived at the Liu residence, when she was inseparable from him and insisted on doing everything himself, she became very obedient and well-behaved, letting the servants take care of everything for her. Gradually, the two could only be together at night when they slept together.
Although Liu Yan has had many bed partners, none of them have ever slept in the same bed with him until dawn. He has never even brought a woman home; usually, after sex, either he leaves or the woman leaves, without a word.
However, over the years, Liu Yan has developed a habit of holding his daughter's soft body every night, even shifting his sexual desires to daytime, leading socialites to believe that daytime sex is some new and fashionable trend.
Now, the young girl, slowly growing up, seems to want to leave him. Today, she called to say she was doing homework at her best friend's house, and her friend's parents had invited her to a party, and she wanted to sleep with her friend that night. Almost immediately after receiving the call, Liu Yan sent someone to investigate the background and family situation of the friend Liu Yan mentioned. Only after discovering that the friend was indeed a law-abiding citizen from a respectable family, and that her friend was a very well-behaved girl, did Liu Yan feel relieved
. Over the years, Liu Yan has upheld all the duties of a good guardian. Since Liu'er's autism was cured, he has consistently encouraged her to make more friends her own age and participate in sports activities. But now, this healthy and cheerful little girl is no longer all alone. Liu Yan's heart is still filled with melancholy and loss. Chapter 11: Liu Yan's Memories of Bathing Together (Part 1)

Liu Yan stood in the bathroom, his hand stroking his semi-erect penis, a trace of clear fluid remaining at the tip. A bitter smile graced his still-young face.
How many times had this happened? As Liu'er grew older, he dreamed of her more and more frequently.
He remembered when they first slept together, she always liked to snuggle into his arms, nestled against his broad chest, sometimes even wrapping her arms around his neck. Back then, his feelings towards her were nothing but helplessness. Except during sex, Liu Yan hated any physical contact with others; he was used to maintaining a distance.
But this little girl didn't seem to have a skin hunger, always wanting to press her body tightly against him, yet she didn't dislike it either.
Later, he gradually got used to it, occasionally gently caressing her delicate, flower-like skin, finding it warm and smooth to the touch, very comfortable, but not enough to fully arouse his desire.
After the little girl's autism was cured, she became increasingly lively. She loved to call him "Uncle" in her soft, childlike voice, and would pester him with strange and unusual questions. Whenever he left her side, he could hear her soft, sweet voice calling "Uncle, Uncle."
When exactly did his feelings begin to change? Liu Yan closed his eyes again, recalling the eve of the Spring Festival a year and a half ago. All the employees of Liu Hua Group had gone home for the New Year.
Liu Yan, however, only had Liu Yiyi as family, so he also returned early to their detached villa. He
had also kindly given the housekeeper and servants the day off, leaving only him and Liu'er in the house to enjoy a New Year's Eve dinner specially ordered from a high-end restaurant and delivered to their door. Looking at the increasingly beautiful and cheerful little girl across from him, Liu Yan felt particularly happy, even pouring her a little bit of red wine.
The little girl had drunk some red wine, making her fair face even more rosy, with a captivating blush, and her eyes sparkled as if they could well up with tears. However, when she stood up, her steps were unsteady and she nearly fell to the ground, but thankfully Liu Yan reacted quickly and caught her small body. With a tug, the tablecloth was knocked over, spilling red wine and a bowl of sauce, splashing onto Liu Yan and Liu Yan, who were embracing at the table, staining their clothes.
Liu Yan giggled and kissed Liu Yan's slightly stubbled chin, calling out "Uncle" in a slightly unclear voice. Liu Yan looked at the messy scene with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, then at the little girl in his arms who knew she had caused trouble but was still laughing foolishly, completely lost in thought. He was speechless.
He could only helplessly carry Liu Yan to the bathroom, intending to clean them up.
Even though it was a snowy winter day outside, the house was very warm. Liu'er was only wearing a long-sleeved white cotton dress and fluffy rabbit-head slippers. Liu Yan had always been reluctant to let the little girl wear clothes made of stiff materials, even if they were fashionable or pretty.
Liu Yan reached out to help the little girl take off her dress, but his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air. He remembered that apart from the first three months after Liu'er arrived at the Liu family, when she clung to Liu Yan every day and wouldn't let anyone else touch her, forcing him to bathe and change her clothes, it had been Chen Ma from the Liu family who had taken care of Liu'er's daily life for the rest of the years. But today, Chen Ma had gone home for the New Year.
Chapter 12 Liu Yan's Memories of Bathing Together (Part 2)
If the little girl hadn't been drunk, she could have cleaned herself up, but looking at Liu'er, who was still dazed and a little excited, he shook his head and went to unbutton her collar. The usually well-behaved girl was now acting like a little devil, grabbing his hand and refusing to move, muttering, "I don't want to take off my clothes. If you want to take off your clothes, Uncle has to take them off first..."
Liu Yan tried to coax her gently for a while, but found that no one could win against the little girl when she was stubborn
. Helpless, he had no choice but to unbutton his shirt, take it off, and reveal his strong and muscular chest. Liu'er opened her mouth and exaggeratedly exclaimed "Wow!" before reaching out her little hand and standing on tiptoe to try to touch her uncle's pectoral muscles. Unfortunately, she was too short, and could only touch the eight well-proportioned and muscular abs of her uncle. She also mischievously reached out and tugged at the black pubic hair that stretched from below her navel to the source of her desire.
Liu Yan was already busy with work at the end of the year and rarely had time to find a woman to relieve his lust. Now, with Liu'er's smooth and soft hands caressing his abdomen, he felt the sword of desire beneath him immediately rise. Liu Yan hurriedly grabbed Liu'er's small hand, maintaining a certain distance without showing any emotion, intending to quickly finish bathing and changing the little girl.
However, the little devil in front of him still refused, insisting that her uncle must also take off all his clothes like him for it to be fair.
Liu Yan's desire was further aroused by the little girl wriggling against him. He was somewhat annoyed and considered simply throwing Liu'er into the bathtub, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it.
Finally, the two of them were completely naked, even removing their underwear. Liu Yan stood under the showerhead, holding the spotless, angelic little body in his arms, carefully washing Liu'er's body. Liu'er's wriggling movements kept seemingly touching his erect penis, constantly pushing his limits.
Liu Yan stared at Liu'er's pink and tender private parts, so thin they were practically a slit. He hesitated, wondering whether to clean them. Lost in thought, he suddenly felt a deadly, trembling pleasure surge through the tip of his penis. Looking down, he saw Liu'er, her eyes glazed with intoxication, stroking his glans with her small hand, even occasionally flicking his testicles.
Liu Yan hurriedly grabbed the little girl's hand again, saying, "Liu'er, what are you doing?"
Liu'er giggled sweetly, "Uncle, your body is so strange. How come you have such a long stick? It kept pressing against me this morning. Where do you usually hide it?"
As she spoke, Liu'er pulled her hand away to pull it. Distracted by Liu'er's innocent words, Liu Yan was caught red-handed. Startled, and with his pent-up desire, he ejaculated on Liu'er's hand.
The scalding liquid splattered on the girl's fair breasts and cheeks, displaying a seductive, erotic allure.
The little girl, unaware of the trouble she had caused, giggled again and fell asleep in her uncle's arms.
That day, Liu Yan hurriedly bathed both the girl and himself, tidied their clothes, and then carried Liu'er to bed.
He then hid on the sofa in the living room, reliving his desire again with his hand. However, the images that flashed through his mind were all of Liu'er's snow-white body and the lingering sensation of her soft hands caressing his penis.
Chapter 13: Liu Yan, caught in a contradiction
, seemed to have developed a hazy fantasy about his niece's snow-white, tender body after they bathed together a year and a half ago.
Whenever he held Liu'er as usual to fall asleep, his lower body would involuntarily react and become erect—a feeling that was both fatally alluring and unbearable. And the little thing that caused him such pain and contradiction remembered nothing after waking up, making Liu Yan's entire New Year's Eve sleepless night spent pondering how to explain his body's reaction to her the next day a waste.
Liu Yan began to have uncontrollable erotic dreams about being intimate with his little niece. At first, he thought it was because of his unsatisfied desires, so he frantically vented his lust on his female companions for several days in a row, causing them to scream and gasp. But even so, his erotic dreams did not stop, and the girl he was having sex with in his dreams was always the same one: his little niece, Liu'er.
No matter how many times he ejaculated during the day, he would inevitably get an erection once he touched Liu'er's body at night. Countless times he wanted to get away from Liu'er, but every time he heard her sweet voice calling "Uncle," he couldn't help but hug her again. That little girl was someone he could never refuse.
Even in his dreams, he remained bound by moral and familial constraints. No matter how he defiled Liu'er, how he nibbled at her lips, breasts, and tender genitals, or how he sprayed his hot semen onto her body and face, he never penetrated her body, much less ejaculated into her womb.
Yet, just now, on the only night in six years that Liu'er hadn't shared a night with him, he had a wild, beautiful, yet shameful erotic dream. The scene was so real and pleasurable; in the dream, he finally thrust his penis into the long-desired depths of the little girl.
Even now, he could still vividly recall the exquisite sensation of his thick, long penis entering the girl's delicate opening, teasing the clitoris, and the ultimate physical pleasure.
Thinking of this, Liu Yan's penis once again involuntarily rose at a 45-degree angle.
He knew that his desire for his niece had reached an uncontrollable limit. The bonds of blood and the constraints of morality could no longer restrain his longing and possessiveness towards the little girl. The incredibly realistic dream he had just had, seemingly absurd, was actually a reflection of his true thoughts.
Liu Yan was caught in a painful dilemma: should he give in to his desires or continue to protect Liu'er, being a qualified guardian and a good uncle?
Chapter 14: The Search for a Substitute
The next morning, Liu Yan drove to Liu Yiyi's school gate early. To avoid being discovered by Liu'er, he deliberately swapped his usual Lamborghini for a Cadillac. Only after watching his niece and another girl walk hand-in-hand into the school on time did he feel relieved enough to drive back to Liuhua Building.
Liu Yan's pride and pretense meant that he usually didn't want to show excessive possessiveness towards his niece, instead giving her ample freedom while secretly protecting and monitoring her. However, Liu'er was always very well-behaved, living a simple life between home and school, without any transgressions.
Last night's erotic dream had been bothering him since morning, making him quite agitated. Liu Yan was always good at keeping his burdens and worries to himself, dealing with his work first before venting on them. Thanks to his strong work ethic, he finished his day's tasks before noon.
Liu Yan felt an urgent need to release the pent-up desire from last night, but suddenly he had lost all interest in his past mature and beautiful female companions.
Then he called his assistant, Yan Zicheng.
Yan Zicheng was one of the few subordinates Liu Yan trusted. He was shrewd, steady, and decisive in handling matters. Most importantly, he had very high emotional intelligence and could understand his superior's intentions perfectly. Sometimes, all it took was a hint from Liu Yan's eyes or a word of advice to make the right judgment and complete the task according to instructions. Sometimes, Yan Zicheng could even help Liu Yan achieve ideas that he himself was unaware of. And his greatest wisdom was that he never revealed his understanding, maintaining a tacit understanding with Liu Yan.
Soon, a slender young man in a custom-made purple shirt appeared in the CEO's office.
His eyes were lowered, showing extreme respect for Liu Yan. Liu Yan's expression remained as icy as ever. She spoke in a businesslike tone, "Zicheng, arrange for me a girl to relieve my pent-up desire as soon as possible, between 13 and 15 years old, with a pure appearance, and no future troubles."
Yan Zicheng didn't even blink at Liu Yan's instructions, as if it were as simple and normal as making a cup of coffee. He
even asked in a businesslike tone, "Does she have to be a virgin?"
"It doesn't matter, as long as she's healthy."
After saying this, Liu Yan leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the sofa reserved for the young girl opposite him, comforting himself: I only have such a deep desire for Liu'er because I've never experienced the pleasures of a young girl. Today, I'll try to see what's different about a young girl's body.
Yan Zicheng was indeed efficient. Shortly after Liu Yan finished lunch, Yan Zicheng drove him to a five-star hotel under the Liu Hua Group. He opened the door to a presidential suite for him and then left.
Looking at the young girl in the room, Liu Yan once again admired Yan Zicheng's intelligence; this girl bore a striking resemblance to Liu'er, about 6 or 7 points.
Extra Chapter: Zi Ting's Narration
I am Zi Ting, 14 years old, a first-year junior high school student.
I met that man a year ago when my uncle and his former college classmates went hiking, and I went along.
The man had a sharply defined face, was very tall, and slender. He had a bright, sunny smile, was kind, and always seemed to be considerate of everyone's feelings, offering timely help whenever anyone encountered trouble.
When he saw me, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting, leaving only calmness and gentleness. However, I seemed to detect a hint of calculation in his expression.
My uncle said the guy's name was Yan Zicheng. He was a heartthrob in college; both boys and girls liked him, and almost everyone was his friend. But I looked down on people like that. I thought people who were all smiles and charming had no real feelings, and that's the kind of people who have no friends.
Yan Zicheng seemed to show a special interest in me, taking extra care of me during our hiking trip.
Of course, I was happy to oblige; making my uncle jealous was quite amusing. Oh, and
I forgot to mention, I fell in love with my uncle, and I had given myself to him when I was 13. I have to admit, seducing my uncle was incredibly challenging. His rigidity and conventionality almost drove me crazy many times, but I succeeded in the end.
After that trip, my uncle punished me by ravaging me for a whole day and night.
After that, I kept running into Yan Zicheng, sometimes on the way home from school, sometimes while shopping. After we got to know each other better, he started asking me out for meals and conversations, always behaving like a gentleman.
I never refused to go out with him; after all, he was a handsome man, and going out with a handsome man was a matter of pride, even though he wasn't as good-looking as my uncle.
However, with a girl's intuition, I felt that his frequent invitations weren't because he liked me; it seemed he had other motives and plans. Moreover,
his inner self was definitely not as approachable and gentle as his appearance suggested. But I have to admit, being friends with him was very comfortable and enjoyable. He always knew what I needed, unlike my uncle, who was clueless and always drove me crazy without realizing what he had done wrong. He also had a magical quality that made people feel at ease, making me want to tell him my secrets.
Gradually, we became very good friends.
Two months ago, my uncle stopped spoiling me like before. He started staying out late, his eyes always held guilt, and his answers to my questions were hesitant and evasive. Even his physical desires for me weren't as strong as before. He used to want me every day, but now he won't touch me for a long time. Every time I try to seduce him, he finds an excuse to avoid me.
Until last week, he suddenly brought home a girl, saying she was his fiancée.
I was very sad and angry that he betrayed me. Since that's the case, then I'll betray him too. So I went to find Yan Zicheng.
I told him that I really liked an Anna Sui doll-like outfit, but I didn't have enough money to buy it, so I wanted to offer my body to him in exchange.
Yan Zicheng still had that same smiling expression on his face and agreed to my exchange without asking any questions. But I suddenly hated his smile. I felt that his smile had a knowing clarity that made me feel very embarrassed.
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The day I proposed to Yan Zicheng that I exchange my body for Anna Sui's dress, he took me to "Orange," the most luxurious leisure club in Feng City.
Actually, I made the suggestion to him out of spite for my uncle. I hated my uncle for abandoning me and for becoming infatuated with a more mature, beautiful, and wealthy woman. Moreover, I didn't expect Yan Zicheng to actually agree to my absurd condition. From what I've observed, he definitely doesn't lack women; too many beautiful women are infatuated with him. Could it be that this seemingly upright guy has a pedophilic tendency?
I could tell Yan Zicheng was a VIP member of "Orange." He led me into a room with an air of familiarity. After entering, he didn't say anything and simply picked me up high. I was surprised that despite his slender build, his arms were incredibly strong. Then his kiss landed. His lips were thick, completely enveloping mine, as if he wanted to devour me. His kiss was domineering yet practiced. This was completely different from my uncle's light and carefree kisses.
Yan Zicheng was clearly much more experienced in this area than his uncle; he was very skilled at flirting. His kisses landed lightly on my eyelids and cheeks, then slowly slid down, gently nibbling at my neck. It was itchy, tingling, and incredibly pleasurable.
His hands were busy too, one on my breast, teasing my nipples with his fingers, the other supporting my buttocks as he helped me sit up. His long, slender fingers merely traced small circles on my areolas, yet my nipples were already erect; I was astonished by my body's sensitivity.
His handsome face was buried in my chest, and he said softly, "Little Ting'er, don't get distracted." He began to knead my budding breasts, and I couldn't help but moan softly, "It hurts."
Yan Zicheng let out a muffled laugh.
Suddenly, I felt a warm, wet sensation on my chest. He took my nipple into his mouth, licking and biting it forcefully, while his hand caressed my inner thighs, sliding down to the triangle between my legs.
This man had actually inserted his fingers into my vagina without me having produced any lubrication, though only halfway in. It seemed as if a cool, smooth ointment was being applied into my passage. "Mmm..." I couldn't help but moan again.
The man smiled and looked up at me, saying, "Still tight."
I couldn't help but shudder. Damn it, was this man planning some kind of perverted game?
He seemed to see through my thoughts and continued to smile, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle."
He pulled me into his arms again, licking my earlobe. As his hand slid from my back to my buttocks, I couldn't help but tremble. I felt waves of heat rising in the passage where his fingers had just been inserted.
The man's hateful smile reappeared on his face. He said, "Little vixen, you're so sensitive. Your body is starting to like me." Then his fingers began to move.
An indescribable feeling rose throughout my body, a feeling completely different from the feeling of making love with my uncle.
My uncle and I were each other's first time. Every time we made love, he wouldn't caress or tease me much. In the beginning, I was usually the one who took the initiative. After my uncle's desire was aroused, he would directly insert his penis into my vagina and forcefully pull it out and insert it again. Because he was the person I deeply loved, I would often feel overwhelming pleasure and orgasm very quickly.
But when I made love with Yan Zicheng, he always controlled the initiative and rhythm from beginning to end, doing plenty of foreplay, making me experience that feeling of wanting but not being able to have.
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"Ah~~~" A charming voice rang out, and I was startled. Was that my voice? I couldn't help but cry out. He put his arms around me and gently laid me down on the big bed. Then his body covered me.
"Sensitive little thing, your whole body has turned pink. So beautiful."
I bit my lip in annoyance. This smiling tiger was really annoying. I closed my eyes tightly, not wanting to see him or hear him speak anymore.
Yan Zicheng's body suddenly pressed down on me, his hands gripping my waist. His strength increased, and I felt a surge of fear, beginning to twist violently.
I was struggling to breathe. Finally managing to break free, I immediately tried to scream. The man's warm breath brushed against my face, and I heard his gentle yet wicked voice: "Little vixen, you want to scream? Fine, your screams will attract a bunch of strong men. There are plenty of unsatisfied men at the 'Orange' club."
Hearing this smiling, handsome man's words, a chill ran through me. Images of gang rape from the erotic novels I read immediately flashed through my mind. The heroines in those novels were raped simultaneously by many strong men, their methods perverse and insane. If it were real, I wouldn't experience any of the pleasure described in the novels; I'd likely be killed by the unbearable penetration.
Tears welled up instantly. I had always thought of myself as mature and strong because my uncle's childlike nature always made me feel quite remarkable. But now, under Yan Zicheng's threat, I was utterly vulnerable. I couldn't help but sob uncontrollably.
The man's voice rang in my ears again, this time with a hint of annoyance: "God, you usually seem so calm, why are you crying? I was just trying to scare you. It seems that no matter how mature you are, you're still just a little girl, so easily teased..."
Then he let go of my hand. Through my teary eyes, I vaguely saw that the man's handsome face no longer had its usual smug smile, but instead, a hint of distress. I suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh.
I even couldn't help but whine to him, "Who told you to lie to me?" I have to admit, I really enjoyed seeing him anxious; he was much cuter without his usual composure. At the same time, I secretly regretted my decision today. I was so careless with myself. After all, I didn't fully understand the man in front of me. What if he really was a sadistic psychopath...? What would I do? The
man smiled, a smile tinged with doting affection.
His face was truly handsome, and I couldn't help but blush. I called out guiltily, "Are you going to do it or not? Hurry up!"
I dared not look at his smile anymore. This doting smile was different from his usual fake, perfect smile. It made me feel like I was being pampered by him. He was just a tool for me to forget and heal my wounded heart from my uncle, and I was merely a comfort he bought with money. I absolutely did not intend to fall for him.
I picked up the tie he had thrown on the bed and handed it to him, saying, "Here, blindfold me."
The man looked somewhat surprised: "Aren't you afraid..."
I interrupted him impatiently: "Are you going to do it or not? If not, I'm leaving. I'll just not earn your money. I can find someone else."
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My eyes were immediately blindfolded and tightly sealed. The darkness before me only fueled my excitement.
I felt my lips being enveloped by warm, soft lips again, and my breasts were pinched by two fingers. His kisses fell relentlessly on my neck and chest, fierce and irresistible. His tongue ruthlessly ravaged every part of my mouth. His kisses were mesmerizing and seductive, almost stealing my breath. The painful yet alluring licking and sucking made me tremble.
"Ah~~ Ah~~" Broken moans escaped my lips.
I felt a tingling, itchy sensation in my chest, an electric shock-like feeling spreading from the tip to my entire body, causing me to convulse. I felt my body pleasurably responding to each convulsion, my thoughts becoming chaotic, my body seemingly beyond my control.
"Does it feel good?" A low, husky male voice came from afar, and I unconsciously hummed, "Ah... um... hey... ah..."
I felt a slight coolness on my lower abdomen, something was applied, followed by his lips. I tilted my head back and gasped for air. I felt like I was flying in heaven, unable to think, only feeling my whole body burning, a continuous flow of hot fluid gushing from my lower body, my chest and lower abdomen swelling uncomfortably. I craved the feeling of being filled by a thick, long penis.
"Ah... stop teasing me... give it to me, please..." I moaned uncontrollably. I wanted more, and involuntarily moved my body towards the source of my pleasure, but something unexpected happened: a pair of strong hands gripped my body tightly, stopping my movements. I shook my body violently, struggling with my hands to make the pleasure even more intense.
"Shh...baby, you need to know who I am. Call my name, okay? I'll give you the most beautiful enjoyment..." A hypnotic voice rang in my ears.
My confused mind couldn't understand the meaning of his words; I only wanted more. I gasped, "Yan Zicheng, give it to me...give it to me..."
I only felt the man seemed even more excited. He freed one of his large hands that was gripping my buttocks and gently touched my anus from behind. In that instant, I felt like I had been electrocuted, almost dying from pleasure.
Suddenly, I felt a void, and I almost cried out, "No...don't go..." I didn't know why I cried out like that; I only knew that I needed this man, needed him to fill my emptiness.
"Baby, I'm just taking off my clothes..." The voice, with a hint of teasing, rang in my ears. At that moment, I felt a hot, pulsating, silky smooth yet iron-hard object placed in my hand.
"Want it, little vixen?"
Before I could answer, I felt the breathing beside me become noticeably heavier. The blindfold was pulled off, my legs were lifted high and pressed against my abdomen. "Ah..." His hands traced the skin of my legs, across my chest, and I groaned uncontrollably. When did my skin become so sensitive? Something slippery pressed against my flower-like opening, a warm sensation emanating from the point of contact. That slippery thing was kneading my petals and valley, and I stretched out my limbs in enjoyment, my body relaxing. Suddenly, a strong force came and I sank deeply into the bed, followed by a sharp pain. That huge thing seemed to be tearing me apart. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I seemed to regain some clarity.
As that thick object went in and out of my body, the pain disappeared, replaced by a tingling, numb sensation that then turned into moans of pleasure.
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I began to crave his every thrust. When he withdrew, I felt extremely sad. When he entered, I was so happy that I felt like I could fly. But he did not let me have my way. He stopped, as if he wanted to pull out, or as if he wanted to enter. I twisted my body and moved closer to him, but he retreated more and more.
"Call my name...baby, I love the feeling of you calling my name..."
I shouted loudly, "Yan Zicheng, Yan Zicheng, please, come in, come in!"
The massive thing indeed plunged in again, with fierce thrusts, each time penetrating to the extreme, touching the deepest part of my uterus. Each collision brought me countless pleasures; my whole body was numb and powerless, only able to rise and fall with him. After one withdrawal, my body was suddenly lifted up, and after a dizzy spell, I collapsed onto the bed, my limbs weak.
"Baby, kneel up."
A clear, lustful male voice sounded again, but I no longer had the strength to support myself.
"My baby, how can you be so useless? Can't you even handle this..."
A large, soft pillow was stuffed under my abdomen. My hips were forcibly raised, and that thick desire pierced my body from behind. My thoughts drifted away with the desire again. The position from behind allowed that huge thing to penetrate even deeper, almost crashing into my womb time and again. My breasts bounced back and forth with each impact, the sensitive bumps rubbing against the silk sheets, bringing me waves of overwhelming pleasure.
I screamed, a sound that was both crying and ecstasy.
"Plop plop..." With a crisp sound of impact, a sharp pain shot through my buttocks, the pain merging into pleasure, and the man's movements became rougher.
I couldn't help but shout, "Uncle, I love you!" Then a warm liquid gushed out of my body, and consciousness gradually left me. I felt myself sinking into a sweet darkness... Before
losing consciousness, I seemed to feel Yan Zicheng thrusting into me again.
When I woke up again, I was lying on top of Yan Zicheng, who always had a smiling face, and my lower body was still tightly sucking on the huge desire that brought me pleasure.
I felt weak and sore in my limbs. I frowned and asked him, "Did you give me an aphrodisiac?"
"Smart girl, you felt it," came the unpleasant voice.
"I hate this kind of drug. It makes me lose control."
"You're just a child. You don't always have to try to be in charge. This kind of thing should be done by us men." The man paused, then continued, "Besides, you're only 14 years old. You probably can't handle it without some kind of drug."
I rolled my eyes and said disdainfully, "I've already done it with my uncle, don't tell me you didn't know."
The man's gentle smile suddenly vanished, and I felt the immense desire within me strike me again, unable to suppress a groan.
"Baby, my weapon is much bigger than your uncle's," the man's wicked voice rang out.
Yan Zicheng began thrusting again, and I gradually succumbed to a daze, his voice faintly echoing in my ears: "Little baby, remember to call my name before this climax, I'm 'Yan Zicheng.' Otherwise, I'll continue to punish you..."
In my memory, that day, Yan Zicheng rode me from afternoon until late at night. I couldn't imagine that someone so thin could have such well-defined and muscular muscles, a strong waist, a shapely buttocks, and such a thick and long penis.
I reached countless climaxes beneath him. To be honest, making love with him was a truly enjoyable experience, completely different from my uncle's reckless passivity and inexperience.
He was experienced, understood women's psychology, and was considerate and gentle. After lovemaking, he would carefully bathe me and apply ointment to my private parts.
My uncle, on the other hand, would always turn over and fall asleep immediately after a series of vigorous thrusts, leaving me often left alone, unsatisfied, to relieve my lingering desires myself.
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Zi Ting's side story: Preparations before the meeting
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The next day, I calmly returned home, calmly watching my family bustle about my uncle's upcoming wedding, calmly watching my uncle's awkward expression as he faced me, hesitant to speak. I said to him, "I wish you and your bride all the best. Don't worry, I will never ruin things for you."
Seeing my uncle's relieved expression, I suddenly felt a pang of desolation. It turned out that this man I had loved since childhood was so eager to get rid of me. In that case, my pride would absolutely not allow me to continue to entangle myself with him.
As for Yan Zicheng, I keenly sensed that what he wanted from me was definitely not just his physical possession. As for what he truly wanted, I didn't want to think about it, because I was very tired right now, not just physically tired, but even more mentally tired. I needed to rest.
On the third day, when I left school, I saw Yan Zicheng appear at the school gate. He was tall and slender, wearing black suit pants, a purple shirt, a neat tie, and slightly rolled-up cuffs, with a silver-gray suit jacket draped over his arm.
His youthful and handsome appearance attracted the attention of female students entering and leaving the campus. He wore his signature bright, sunny smile, smiling at the girls who looked at him, causing them to blush and whisper amongst themselves. He
truly was a heartthrob, a slut with a bad reputation.
I'm usually very low-key at school, wearing a simple school uniform and with a plain hairstyle. I only dress up to look glamorous and charming in front of my uncle. Seeing him so ostentatiously appearing here, I naturally wanted to distance myself from him; I couldn't let him ruin my low-key image.
I told my best friend that I had left something in the classroom and asked her to go ahead and not wait for me. Then I turned and avoided the school gate where Yan Zicheng was standing.
I waited until dusk, until almost everyone on campus had left, before slowly making my way out of the school gate. But to my surprise, I saw him still standing there. I had no choice but to walk up to him. Yan Zicheng looked at me and smiled, but for some reason, I sensed a hint of embarrassment in his smile.
Then he took a large purple gift bag from the car behind him and handed it to me, saying, "The Anna Sui doll set you wanted."
I didn't say anything, took it, glanced at it, and said, "This isn't what I wanted. You could have just given me the money."
I even saw Yan Zicheng's earlobes turn slightly red. He grabbed my hand and said, "Which one do you like? I'll take you to buy it now."
I curled my lip in disdain and said, "The malls are all closed now."
Yan Zicheng lowered his hand and didn't say anything more. His expression wasn't very good. After a while, he stared at me intently and said, "I'll give you the money. Don't use yourself to exchange with others so casually in the future. Your uncle has always liked Xinlan. You can't be with him. Don't do anything foolish."
From his words, you realized that your uncle's fiancée's name was Xinlan. You remembered your family saying that she was the daughter of some kind of director and had countless suitors.
However, my heart, already numb from the pain, felt nothing after hearing Yan Zicheng's words. I put on an innocent and cheerful expression and said, "What if I see a pretty dress but don't have money to buy it? Uncle, can you buy it for me?"
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Yan Zicheng's handsome face. He hurriedly stuffed a wad of money into my hand, then drove away, making me feel like he was fleeing in panic.
Looking at the large purple bag and money in my hand, I laughed heartily, even laughing until tears streamed down my face. I slowly walked home, but felt as if someone was following me. It wasn't until I ran back to my apartment building and peeked through the crack in the door that I saw a familiar purple figure turn and leave.
For the next five days, he didn't contact me or show up again. But this noon, he suddenly appeared at my school gate and invited me to lunch. During the meal, although he was still gentlemanly and elegant, he seemed a little uneasy, like a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being discovered by an adult. And his signature perfect smile was gone, replaced by a hint of melancholy and hesitation.
Finally, he said to me, "Ting'er, my boss has developed desires for a girl, but... his status prevents him from having her. Now he wants to find someone to replace her and satisfy his desires. And you... happen to look a lot like the person my boss likes."
I was stunned by his words. So, this was why he had initially approached me.
He really was his boss's good servant, discovering his boss's unfulfilled desires so early on and searching everywhere for a substitute. He was truly scheming and painstaking.
Seeing my strange expression, Yan Zicheng added from the side, "My boss is very handsome, the dream lover of many girls, and he's also very skilled. He doesn't play any perverted games. And he's generous; he gives you enough money to buy all the clothes you want."
I looked at him with an innocent smile and asked, "Okay, then Uncle, when will you arrange for us to..." I deliberately used a very ambiguous tone.
I saw Yan Zicheng's face turn deathly pale, and I felt quite satisfied. He loosened his tie, and his gentle voice, tinged with an unnatural hoarseness and desolation, said, "I'll take you to buy clothes first, then I'll take you to the hotel to wait for him."
I smiled and agreed, then called my teacher to ask for leave.
But when Yan Zicheng took me to buy clothes, I suddenly regretted it, because... he took me to the children's clothing section.
All I know is that Yan Zicheng works at a famous company in Feng City, so his boss must be an old man. He just said I look like the girl his boss likes, so he wants me to be dressed up to look more like that person. I thought Yan Zicheng would definitely take me to buy mature women's clothes, and I was even prepared to lie about my age, but now he's dragging me to buy children's clothes, a pink princess dress at that, and the weirdest thing is that I have to wear a pink hair clip. Good heavens, his boss must be a serious pedophile. I wonder what kind of perverted sex maniac I'm about to meet.
I've decided that after this, I'll never sleep with a man again.
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Regarding Ling Mo's interpretation of the character:
I turned on my computer today and found that many of you dislike the character Zi Ting. Actually, I knew I would get criticism when I posted those chapters yesterday.
But because I really like characters like Yan Zicheng and Zi Ting, I couldn't stop myself.
Because I anticipated being accused of deviating from the topic, I rushed to post Zi Ting's entire narration in one day.
This story will definitely not be just erotic. When I wrote about Yan Zicheng and Zi Ting's love story, I also tried hard to highlight Yan Zicheng's gentle yet cunning nature.
As for Zi Ting, I didn't expect readers to dislike her so much. Actually, I quite like her.
She's a girl who knows how to fight for herself,
outwardly cold and innocent, but inwardly soft and strong. Moreover, the tone of this story is sweet; I don't think I'll write anything angsty.
To those who say Yan Zicheng and Zi Ting are a good match, thank you so much!
It's clear you understand my good intentions. Because I also think they're a good match.
I apologize again.
As I mentioned before, the internet can be unpredictable;
sometimes when I reply to readers' comments,
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Regarding Riyue Guiwei's comment, thank you for the long review and suggestions. It's clear you took it very seriously. I tried replying several times but
couldn't get it to go through; I was really at my wit's end.
Hello Mi Dian, actually, I really want to write pure love stories. I usually write pure love stories on my website under different pen names,
but those probably don't get much attention on Xianwang, so I have to cater to popular tastes and write some erotic content. Thank you for your support.
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Chapter 15 Liu Yan's Promise (Part 1)
Liu Yan looked at the girl standing in front of him, wearing a pink princess dress and a pink hair clip. She was tall and slender, with a slightly developed chest, but her body was still incredibly immature. Her face, similar to Liu'er's, possessed a charm and allure that Liu'er didn't have, yet she still retained a childlike innocence.
Liu Yan suddenly felt that all his previous eagerness had vanished, leaving only emptiness and loneliness.
Liu Yan smiled bitterly to himself. He really couldn't bring himself to do anything to an underage girl. Perhaps he really should suppress his love for Liu'er and focus on being a good uncle to her.
Liu Yan took out his phone, intending to call Yan Zicheng and ask him to take the girl away. But the girl opposite him exclaimed in surprise, "You...aren't you Liu Yiyi's uncle? I've seen you take her to school."
Liu Yan was startled by this. Although the little girl's voice was filled with surprise, her eyes revealed a clarity beyond her years. Liu Yan resumed his cold expression and asked, "Who are you? Why do you know Liu'er?"
"I'm Wei Ziting, Liu Yiyi's classmate and good friend. I was on leave from school before due to illness, so I'm two years older than her. Liu Yiyi attended my party last night and is staying with me."
Liu Yan slowly recalled that he had felt a sense of familiarity upon first seeing this girl; it wasn't just because her face resembled Liu'er's. Then he heard the girl continue, "Yan Zicheng said you developed desires for someone restricted by your identity. Could that person be Yiyi? No wonder you dressed me so strangely. Are you his uncle?"
Liu Yan's face immediately tightened, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes. He stared at Ziting with eagle-like sharpness. Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Yan Zicheng's slightly trembling voice came through: "President, the girl inside is my college classmate's niece. Her family just called looking for her, and I'm afraid it might cause you trouble. I wonder if you could let her go?"
Liu Yan quickly stepped forward and opened the door. Yan Zicheng's usually gentle face showed some tension, but he seemed relieved when he saw that Liu Yan's clothes were intact. Liu Yan was slightly surprised to see her assistant, who almost never showed any other expression besides a smile, suddenly display such a childlike expression. Then, turning her head to look at the girl inside with her awkward and somewhat shy expression, she suddenly understood.
Liu Yan patted Yan Zicheng's shoulder, her tone still cold: "It's good to work hard for the company, but there's no need to sacrifice yourself to the point of sending your girlfriend to the boss's bed."
Yan Zicheng's fair face immediately turned red from his neck to his ears, and the girl in the room also shouted, "I'm not his girlfriend!"
Yan Zicheng's expression became even more embarrassed, and he hesitated before asking, "President, I will find a new girl to send to you as soon as possible."
Liu Yan sighed slightly and said, "No need, let's leave it at that."
Seeing that the once powerful and omnipotent president now appear sad and lonely, the usually quick-witted Yan Zicheng suddenly couldn't say any words of comfort.
A female voice came: "You just like Liu Yiyi, right? You've supported her for so many years, sleeping with her isn't a big deal."
Liu Yan's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and she looked at Zi Ting in the room.
Ziting continued, "When I was 12, I was already seducing my uncle. When I was 13, I finally got my wish and had sex with him. He's my blood uncle, you know. Anyway, as long as I don't get pregnant, what does it matter? Liu Yiyi is very popular in our class. If you don't take her, she'll belong to another boy sooner or later."
These words caused a huge shock in Liu Yan's heart. What was originally a taboo and unspeakable secret in her heart seemed to be a very simple and insignificant thing when said by this 14-year-old girl.
Incest had actually happened to the girl in front of her, and she was the one who took the initiative.
Chapter 16 Liu Yan's Promise (Part 2)
Liu Yan asked calmly, "Aren't you afraid that the world will not accept you and your uncle?"
"Whether they accept us or not, what does it matter to me? I only know that I love my uncle and want to be with him. If he hadn't abandoned me first, I would definitely be with him for life."
The girl's eyes reddened as she spoke. Liu Yan continued, "But my little niece is so naive. She doesn't understand anything about relationships between men and women. I'm afraid I'll scare her, and I'm afraid she won't be as attached to me as before." "
Look at how handsome you are, how come your brain is as rigid as mine? Your little niece doesn't understand relationships between men and women, but don't you understand either? Why don't you teach her yourself? No wonder Liu Yiyi is so naive and stupid. I used to think she was faking it, but it turns out it's because she has a stupid uncle like you. Genetics is truly terrifying."
Liu Yan's narrow eyes suddenly lit up unusually, but then dimmed again: "I'm afraid if I possess her now, she'll hate me when she grows up."
Zi Ting suddenly burst into laughter, her sweet voice saying, "She'll hate you? Why would she hate you? You provide for her, give her the best treatment, and even helped her through her adolescence." "What desires? Such a good uncle! When she grows up, she'll be too grateful to hate you. Don't think little girls don't have desires. I knew how to comfort myself when I was 10. In a few years, I'm afraid that even if you don't make a move, Liu Yiyi will be taken by another boy. Teenage girls are very curious about these things, and often, without careful attention, that hymen is gone."
Liu Yan's previously dull face became radiant and spirited. He even couldn't help but whistle, continuing to ask like a diligent student, "But after all, I am Liu'er's uncle. Will she be able to accept incest?"
“That’s not necessarily true. I think Liu Yiyi is absolutely smitten with you. She mentions her uncle almost every other sentence, otherwise I wouldn’t have such a strong impression of you. Besides, I used to talk to her about me and my uncle all the time, and I’m afraid she’s quite interested too. Liu Yiyi is so naive; if we show her a few more books about incest, maybe she’ll even start to believe that family members should naturally be together.”
Liu Yan whistled excitedly, his handsome face beaming with a smile. He asked in a light tone, “What’s your name again? If you’re willing to help me, I’ll give you whatever money you want.”
Zi Ting lowered her eyes and didn’t speak. After a while, she looked up at Liu Yan and said, “I can help you, but you have to promise me one condition.”
“What condition?”
“You must love Liu Yiyi forever, cherish her, and never abandon her. She’s my best friend, and I don’t want her to get hurt.”
The girl said earnestly.
Liu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said firmly, “I definitely will.”
The two reached an agreement: if Liu Yan needed Zi Ting’s help, he would tell her the plan through Yan Zicheng.
Then, Yan Zicheng took Ziting away from the hotel.
Yan Zicheng looked at Ziting with a half-smile and asked, "Why did you make that agreement with the president? Shouldn't you be hoping everyone suffers?"
Ziting smiled charmingly, not answering, but thinking to herself, "Yiyi, my uncle doesn't want me anymore, but I really hope you and your uncle will be happy. That would fulfill my wish."
Meanwhile, Liu Yan lay comfortably on the soft bed in the suite, sleeping soundly. He felt relaxed and lighthearted for a very long time. The heavy weight that had been pressing on his heart for years vanished with those few words from the girl.
Perhaps his desire for Liu'er had been there since the first time he saw her, but it had been deeply suppressed by his reason. Just after making the decision to completely give up on Liu'er, a few words from Ziting, who had fallen in love with his uncle, completely reversed his mind. Since that's the case, then he would never let go again.
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Chapter 23 Liu Yan's Film and Television Training (1)
After school in the afternoon, Liu Yan drove his Lamborghini to pick up Liu'er at the school gate on time. He was very calm when he went this time, without any hesitation or hesitation as usual. Liu Yan has always been determined and will definitely achieve the goals he sets. Since he decided to have Liu'er, he would not hesitate any longer.
Even though all the girls were wearing the same school uniform, Liu Yan still recognized his Liu'er from the crowd at a glance. Her figure was so petite that it made people want to love her, and her face was fresh and tender, more charming than a newly blooming rose.
Liu'er was also very excited to see Liu Yan. Her tender little face was blushed, and she skipped and jumped to Liu Yan's side, grabbed his hand and rubbed her face against his hand. Liu Yan couldn't help but feel excited.
After taking Liu'er home, Liu Yan personally cooked food for the little girl. Actually, Liu Yan could cook, but his pride prevented him from doing so. However, for Liu'er's sake, he couldn't bear to lose face.
While Liu Yan cooked, Liu'er obediently stayed with him in the kitchen, peeling scallions and handing him soy sauce. A warm feeling welled up inside Liu Yan. This time, Liu Yan didn't dare let Liu'er drink again. That little girl turned from an angel into a devil after a few drinks, and no one could control her then. He
needed to discipline her while she was sober, otherwise she'd forget everything after a nap, and all his efforts would be wasted.
Liu Yan thought.
Because it was the weekend, after dinner, Liu'er looked reluctant to study, which suited Liu Yan perfectly. He smiled indulgently and asked Liu'er, "Want to watch a movie with your uncle?"
Liu'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and she readily agreed.
Liu Yan took out a box of adult films provided by Yan Zicheng and put it in the player. It's said that Ziting chose this film; the male and female leads are both very attractive, and their movements are graceful. Unlike those poorly made films that leave a bad impression on young girls, this one evokes endless fantasies.
The film begins in a school classroom, which is empty except for a pretty girl in a school uniform sleeping on her desk. Her uniform is clearly modified; the skirt barely covers her pert bottom, revealing her smooth, slender legs, and her top also reveals a glimpse of her white waist. Her large breasts are fully visible due to her bent-over posture, almost jumping out from under her clothes.
At this moment, a tall, handsome man walks in. Liu Yan couldn't help but mutter to herself that the man looked somewhat like Yan Zicheng. The man was obviously older than the student, wearing a light blue shirt and black trousers.
He walked over to the girl, one hand slipping inside her clothes to caress her soft, white breasts, kneading and stroking them. His other hand went straight under her short skirt, rubbing and scraping her inner thigh. The girl's breathing quickened, her eyelids trembled, and the scene was crystal clear; you could even see her eyelashes fluttering.
Liu Yan noticed Liu'er's expression beside her. Liu'er seemed to be blushing, and her little body shifted slightly in embarrassment. But her eyes revealed a mixture of wanting to see and being shy. Liu Yan was pleased with Liu'er's reaction; it was clear that even young girls had desires.
Liu Yan, without changing his expression, stretched out his long arm and pulled Liu'er onto his lap. Liu'er's soft body twisted slightly, as if she wanted to struggle.
Chapter 24 Liu Yan's Film and Television Training (2)
Liu Yan's gentle voice came from behind her ear: "Liu'er, you've grown up, don't you want to be close to your uncle anymore? You used to love sitting in your uncle's lap when you were little. Sigh, now that you're grown up, you don't want your uncle anymore."
As Liu Yan spoke, he deliberately revealed a hint of resentment in his tone.
Liu'er quickly stopped struggling and said in a low voice, "No, Uncle, what kind of movie is this? The people's movements in it are so strange."
Then she obediently shrank into Liu Yan's arms.
If Liu'er could see her uncle, she would definitely see the wicked smile on his face: "When Uncle went to buy it, the owner of the video store said it was a youth campus drama. Liu'er, look, isn't that girl wearing a school uniform?"
"But that school uniform is too revealing."
Liu'er muttered again in a low voice.
The screen in Liu Yan's house was a high-definition LCD, the picture almost half the size of the wall, and the sound effects were excellent.
At this moment, the girl on the screen began to breathe softly, her voice seductive. She had woken up under the man's increasingly vigorous caresses; her cheeks flushed, she hurriedly stood up, opening her clear eyes to greet the man: "Hello, teacher."
Seeing the girl awake, the man, instead of stopping his actions, intensified his actions, forcefully lifting the girl and placing her on the desk.
He lifted the girl's skirt to her waist and tore off her short top, exposing a pair of trembling breasts; the image even showed a close-up. The man kneaded and fondled the girl's large breasts with his large hands, shaping them into different forms, seemingly enjoying himself. The girl moaned and cried out, "Ugh... Teacher... Teacher... Please let Qing'er go... Teacher, Qing'er can't take it anymore..."
Liu Yan saw the little girl in his arms with flushed cheeks and bright, watery eyes staring at the scene. Liu'er's expression was so captivating that he loved her to the core.
Liu Yan couldn't resist slipping one of his hands under Liu'er's skirt, caressing her delicate skin. This time, the sensation was completely different from previous caresses. Almost the instant his palm touched her inner thigh, his lower body reacted violently. Liu'er
in his arms immediately sensed it and mumbled, "Uncle, your stick is poking my butt again."
Liu Yan couldn't help but chuckle, his desire intensifying. His large hand slipped inside Liu'er's bra, teasing her undeveloped breasts and gently flicking her erect nipples.
Liu'er's sweet voice rang out: "Uncle, what are you doing? Why are you pinching Liu'er's little nipples?"
Liu Yan glanced at the large screen in front of him; the images on it had become obscene. The man's penis was deeply embedded in the girl's body, her bare legs tightly wrapped around his waist, their clothes scattered on the floor. The man's hips moved back and forth, causing the girl to sway back and forth with him.
The moans and gasps from the speakers echoed in the empty living room: "Ah... Teacher, harder, um... Teacher... No, I can't take it anymore, Qing'er can't take it anymore..."
The girl's face showed indescribable pleasure and excitement, her neck arched high, her body trembling under the impact of the man on top of her.
Liu Yan saw that under the triple stimulation of the images, sounds, and his own hands, the little Liu'er in his arms also had a mature girl's seductive look, seemingly eager to try. He pressed his thin lips against the little girl's delicate, elfin earlobe, and asked in a seductive voice, "Liu'er, my darling, would you like to try how to feel as good as in the movies?"
He then took Liu'er's pearly earlobe into his lips, gently licking it. Liu'er couldn't help but tremble. She turned her face away, seemingly wanting to speak, but as she did so, Liu Yan's lips unconsciously brushed against her cheek, tightly enveloping her sweet, cherry-like mouth.
Chapter 25 Liu'er's First Climax
Liu Yan smiled, turned his head, and kissed Liu'er's soft, fragrant lips with his thin lips, then slowly pulled away. Liu'er looked at her uncle with hazy eyes, seemingly intoxicated, and let out a soft gasp.
Then Liu Yan quickly sealed Liu'er's slightly open mouth again, forcefully thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Liu Yan thought to himself, "Little one, today I'll teach you the first step: how to kiss."
His nimble tongue plunged in, entwining with Liu'er's delicate tongue in his arms, letting it playfully entwine with his. Only when he felt Liu'er struggling to breathe did Liu Yan slowly withdraw from her mouth, leaving a trail of ambiguous saliva. He said to the little one in a hoarse voice, "Good girl... learn to breathe."
Liu'er felt weak and tingly all over from her uncle's tongue caressing her, and she couldn't help but lift herself up, wrapping her arms around her uncle's head and neck. Liu Yan also pulled his little niece tightly into his chest, pressing her soft body close to his chest.
Liu'er collapsed limply into her uncle's arms, her body radiating heat that rendered her powerless. She could only let him manipulate her, arranging her in positions that made kissing easier. His large, almost magical hands slid and caressed her back through the thin fabric of her clothes, each touch stimulating her to moan softly, desperately suppressing the urge to scream.
Liu Yan was completely captivated by his niece's scent—a fresh, pure fragrance, sweeter than dew, a scent he had never experienced before. He continued to kiss Liu'er passionately, lifting her up and placing her astride his waist, pressing his already erect member against the back of her legs.
Liu'er's body was more sensitive than anyone could imagine. Every touch Liu Yan gave her seemed to bring her pleasure and make her tremble, which made Liu Yan very proud. His large hand slid down to his niece's private parts, slowly pulling down her panties and tossing them onto the coffee table. His large hand directly touched her delicate petals.
The heat from Liu Yan's palm made Liu'er tremble all over. She felt so comfortable being enveloped by the heat of her uncle's palm. She closed her eyes, breathing softly, her body arching involuntarily, letting her uncle hold her lower back. Wet, hot kisses continued from her fair neck to her back and waist. Liu'er couldn't help but gasp.
Liu Yan pushed up her bra and, through the thin fabric, took her tender nipple into his mouth. He smiled and licked Liu'er's nipples with his tongue until the two little red beans stood erect. He played with those two small, soft beads, gently biting them with his teeth. Listening to Liu'er's seductive moans and feeling the body trembling in his hands, Liu Yan became more and more excited. His lower body throbbed with desire, trembling uncontrollably between Liu'er's legs.
Liu'er had never known that being kissed could feel so wonderful. The wetness on her chest, the sudden, rhythmic sucking, made her breasts swell, a mixture of pain and pleasure, making her feel like she could fly. Suddenly, she realized that something hard was pressing intimately against her private parts. She couldn't help but gasp, "Uncle..."
The slippery, wet, and hard thing gave her a strange sensation, leaving her feeling empty and lonely, yet her private parts burning hot, yearning for something, yet unsure what could satisfy her. Completely out of control, she tried to move closer to it, wanting it to press even tighter.
Liu'er murmured, "Uncle... Uncle... what... what is it... it makes Liu'er so sad... so sad, yet... so good..."
Her large eyes were fixed on Liu Yan, filled with lustful desire.
Liu Yan watched as the little body in his arms blushed, turning pink, and trembled, stirring his heart. The little one in his arms couldn't help but lift itself up, trying to get closer to his dragon head.
He smiled slightly. What an adorable little thing, already actively seeking pleasure. His hand, which had been caressing Liu'er's private parts, was now wet with the nectar flowing from her flower.
"Truly my beloved little darling, so sensitive. It's so tender."
Liu'er felt her uncle's thick, long fingers gently caressing her most delicate and secret clitoris. His fingers slid over her tender petals, pressing against the entrance flowing with fiery passion. Every movement of her uncle's made her feel like she was flying to heaven. Unprecedented pleasure surged through her small body again and again, making her scream with joy. Her little hands gripped her uncle's clothes tightly on his shoulders.
Liu Yan forcibly suppressed his desire, carefully observing the little girl's alluring expression. So enchanting and adorable, it made him willingly spend a day training and guiding her, giving her a feast of desire, making her writhe and submit beneath him, radiating the most captivating glow.
Liu Yan quickened the pace of kneading Liu'er's private parts, slowly inserting a finger into her passage. It was so narrow, even tighter than in his previous erotic dreams, only the tip of his finger could fit inside. He gently rubbed against the entrance.
The little girl gasped continuously, sharp pleasure surging uncontrollably from her uncle's movements, her tender body instantly swept into a white-hot climax, causing her to scream and collapse into his arms, trembling violently with pleasure. Gushing fluids covered her uncle's palm.
Liu'er reached her first climax in her uncle's hands.
Chapter 26 Liu Yan's Climax
Liu Yan smiled and placed the little girl, still convulsing from her climax, on the sofa. Her face was flushed, her eyelids tightly closed, seemingly still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.
Liu'er's dress was already wrinkled, revealing large expanses of her bare, fair skin.
Liu Yan's pent-up desires, unfulfilled for days, had reached their limit. He pulled off his pajama bottoms, revealed his thick, swollen member, and bent down to position Liu'er's small body on her side.
Liu'er's frail body, exhausted from her recent climax, was limp and powerless, lying slumped on the sofa, letting her uncle manipulate her as he pleased. Her consciousness, clouded by fatigue, only wished to drift off to sleep.
Liu Yan lay on the large sofa, pulling Liu'er into his arms, gently bending her delicate legs forward. He impatiently rubbed his burning penis between Liu'er's buttocks and thighs. Every part of Liu'er's body aroused lingering erotic desires, making him want to release.
Liu Yan even couldn't resist sliding his penis back and forth between Liu'er's buttocks, the trembling glans lightly touching her constantly flowing vagina. These actions caused Liu'er to tremble and moan repeatedly.
"Ah...oh...Uncle...please, let Liu'er go..."
The little girl in his arms closed her eyes, her coquettish pleas coming out continuously, her body limp and flowing like water in his arms.
Liu Yan barely managed to calm himself down: Liu'er hadn't had her first period yet, it was too early to possess her now, it would be better to let her experience the wonderful taste of love between men and women first, and then make further plans when she was older... Having figured out his feelings, Liu Yan laid her body flat on the sofa and bent and closed her legs, raising them high. He knelt behind her buttocks and used his penis to quickly and fiercely thrust between her tightly closed thighs to express his desire...
Liu'er's leg skin was as delicate as a flower, smooth and beautiful, the slippery skin tightly clamping his desire, constantly rubbing and kneading. This intense pleasure was no less than the feeling Liu Yan usually got when he inserted his penis into a woman's vagina.
"Ah...mmm...my Liu'er...so comfortable..."
Liu Yan felt his penis growing larger with each thrust, the purplish-red tip swelling as if about to burst open the small hole.
Liu Yan didn't want this pleasure to disappear so quickly, so he slowly stopped. He sat up, pulled Liu'er to his face, and with a swift movement, tore her nightgown, already stained with bodily fluids, revealing her smooth, jade-like body, leaving only a light pink bra on her chest.
He held Liu'er, making her body face him, caressing her while gently touching her abdomen and legs. This sensation was like an electric shock to Liu'er.
Liu Yan leisurely played with the young girl's body, satisfied with her reaction to his touch; Liu'er's sensitive trembling greatly satisfied his manhood. Sexual pride.
Finally, he couldn't resist inserting his penis again between Liu'er's legs, thrusting rapidly and powerfully into her tightly closed thighs. His pert, narrow buttocks swayed back and forth like a wild horse. After about a hundred thrusts, he slightly raised his penis and sprayed his milky-white fluid onto Liu'er's snow-white abdomen and bra.
Looking at the little girl in his arms, she had already fallen into a deep sleep, exhausted. Liu Yan lovingly kissed her cheeks and skin, picked up Liu'er, whose body was covered in his fluids, and carried her to the bathroom.
Chapter 27 Bathing
Liu'er had just experienced her first orgasm. Her small body couldn't handle such immense pleasure, and she was too tired to fall asleep. Liu Yan gently kissed her fair and delicate neck, knowing that once this sleepy little girl fell asleep, she would definitely sleep until the next morning before waking up naturally, otherwise no one could wake her. "Okay."
Liu Yan watched as his half-erect penis, which had been limp after ejaculating, gradually hardened again with his kisses and caresses of Liu'er, standing erect. Liu Yan sighed softly; it seemed his beloved little girl was exhausted today.
After all, she was an inexperienced girl, unable to withstand too much of his demands and "training." "Liu'er, I'll let you off for now. We'll continue tomorrow."
Liu Yan, naked from the waist down, his erect penis still erect, carried Liu'er, whose clothes were almost completely removed, into the bathroom. He dared not use the shower directly to clean Liu'er, afraid the water would wake her and upset her. This child hated being woken up while sleeping. So, he filled the bathtub with water, poured in Liu'er's favorite strawberry-scented bath gel, soaked Liu'er's special pink towel, and began to carefully wash the little darling in his arms
. The girl's eyelids were slightly closed, her long eyelashes like butterflies emerging from their cocoons, casting shadows on her cheeks. Her snow-white body was now veiled in an incredibly alluring pink, making her seem irresistibly delicate and pitiful.
Liu Yan slowly ran the pink, damp towel across Liu'er's neck, chest, and then down to her pristine vulva. Only a thin pink line ran between her legs, highlighting the girl's innocence. The delicate skin at the base of her thighs still bore the red marks of Liu Yan's recent caresses, a sight that evoked both pity and a burning desire.
Unconsciously, Liu Yan rolled the towel into a ball and wrapped it in her fist, gently tracing it across the girl's abdomen, along her narrow slit. Having already experienced the pleasures of love, the girl's body was very sensitive; her buttocks involuntarily began to move forward, trying to reach Liu Yan's hand holding the towel.
"What an adorable little thing!" Liu Yan couldn't help but exclaim, gently touching the little girl's tightly closed slits as she spoke.
Liu Yan wiped her skin meticulously, her gentle care as if she were sculpting the most precious and priceless treasure in the world. Every inch of Liu'er's skin was covered in fine, moist droplets, fragrant and sweet, like an enticing dessert.
"Unfortunately, it's not time to taste it yet,"
Liu Yan sighed softly again.
He stood up and carried Liu'er back to his bedroom. His bedroom was large, with pure white carpets with long, fluffy pile covering the floor—soft and warm. The bed was also enormous, larger than a standard king-size bed, specially ordered by Liu Yan after Liu'er's fall from the bed. He simply couldn't bear to see his precious darling fall again.
He placed her on the soft bed, covered her with a light, cool blanket, and gently kissed her rosy, smooth cheek before returning to the bathroom to clean himself…
He frantically poured cold water over himself, barely managing to extinguish the rising desire. But when he returned to the bedside after his shower, he discovered that the mischievous Liu'er had kicked off the blanket he had just placed on her, her little hand clutching only a corner of the blanket, covering her private parts. This alluring, almost imperceptible visual effect was undoubtedly a fatal shock to Liu Yan.
Chapter 28 Questions in a Dream
Liu Yan couldn't help but lean down, taking Liu'er's slender hand to his lips and kissing it gently, murmuring to himself, "Liu'er, why are you always so alluring, making your uncle unable to let go... What should I do?"
He ran his hand through Liu'er's hair, which shimmered with a metallic sheen, combing each strand. Liu'er's hair color was inherited from her grandfather; it wasn't pure black, but rather had a yellowish tinge, and it wasn't thick, feeling as fine and soft as a baby's lanugo. This made her look younger, especially now that she was completely naked, her slightly chubby, snow-white body resembling a peacefully sleeping infant. This forbidden visual effect excited Liu Yan's heart.
“Liu’er, you’ve been with your uncle for almost seven years now. You… you’ve grown more and more beautiful, and everyone loves you more and more… But do you know how much your uncle wishes you were still that six-year-old little girl, who didn’t want to talk to anyone else and only wanted to be with your uncle.”
As he spoke, he slowly moved his hand to Liu’er’s slender waist. After a while, he spoke again: “Every time you fall asleep, your uncle can’t help but secretly watch you, kiss your little face, kiss your lips, wishing you could stay young forever, forever by your uncle’s side.” On the side, yet secretly hoping, hoping you would quickly grow into a beautiful woman, no longer so innocent and naive, able to quickly bear your uncle's love and desire.
Liu Yan extended his thumb, lightly touching Liu'er's delicate red lips, rubbing her lips back and forth with his fingertip, then putting his finger in his mouth and sucking, emitting ambiguous moans: "So sweet, Liu'er, your mouth is so sweet."
He picked up Liu'er, placed her body on the edge of the bed, stood up, got off the bed, half-knelt on the carpet, took one of Liu'er's jade feet, and stroked her little toe.
A sly smile crept across Liu Yan's lips. "Liu'er, do you remember how naughty you were when you were little? Every morning after you woke up, you loved to tickle the soles of your uncle's feet. Back then, your uncle was busy with work at the company, and he wouldn't dare continue reading until he had put you to sleep every night. Sometimes you'd wake up just as your uncle had been lying down, but I loved your mischief, and even if I didn't get a good night's sleep, I felt it was worth it... Now, it's your uncle's turn to tickle your little feet..."
He showered Liu'er's soles with kisses, then gradually moved to the delicate insteps. A wave of heat surged through Liu Yan's lower abdomen. He opened his mouth and took Liu'er's pearly toes into his mouth, licking and sucking them as if they were the most delicious delicacies, one toe at a time, from the little toe to the big toe.
After finishing one foot, he lifted the other.
Who in this world would have imagined that Liu Yan, the handsome, god-like, cold-blooded, and arrogant president of the Liu Hua Group, would so intimately and enjoyably lick the tiny feet of a young girl?
At that moment, a soft, melodious "mmm" sound, like the gentle murmur of a spring, and the alluring fragrance of sandalwood, escaped from the little girl's lips.
One pair of feet was no longer enough for Liu Yan; his lips moved from her lower legs to the back of her thighs, leaving a trail of wet kisses from her toes to her calves. That afternoon, Liu Yan had already noticed how sensitive the back of Liu's thighs were. He gently parted her slender legs, revealing the sweet shadow between them—the hairless, alabaster-white flesh, the pink, petal-like clitoris—a rare and exquisite treasure.
Liu Yan's slender fingers trembled slightly as he gently caressed the little girl's tender private parts. He could clearly feel Liu'er's subtle tremors. As if intoxicated by a potent wine, he leaned down and pressed his handsome nose between the folds, rubbing it up and down, murmuring, "Liu'er, my little Liu'er..."
His warm breath, carried by the friction, sprayed onto Liu'er's beautiful private parts, causing her to tremble even more. Finally, Liu Yan couldn't resist opening his mouth and kissing Liu'er's soft flesh. His tongue emerged, gently licking and then sliding down the narrow crevice of Liu'er's vagina, reaching the entrance to the girl's mysterious garden. Suddenly, he thrust forward, burying his tongue inside. Fine beads of
sweat began to appear on Liu Yan's forehead—the sweat of excitement and anticipation. The girl's secret place was finally before him. He grasped the trembling girl's delicate buttocks, kneading and supporting Liu'er's waist, the slightly deformed flesh of her buttocks peeking out from between his fingers.
At this moment, Liu'er on the bed seemed to feel the pain as well. Her little face wrinkled slightly, and she let out a sweet "hmm," as alluring as honey, yet the lingering sound seemed to carry both pain and intoxication.
Chapter 29 Second Climax
Liu Yan's lustful dragon was now swollen to its maximum size. His tongue began to move back and forth forcefully in Liu'er's maiden garden, the sucking sounds becoming increasingly ambiguous and slippery.
Liu Yan could no longer endure this sweet torment. He turned Liu'er's body upside down so she was facing him, lifted her tender little legs, and placed them on his broad shoulders. Liu'er's two long legs were also spread open to their maximum angle by Liu Yan, and his handsome face with its deep features was now completely buried between Liu'er's legs.
"Hmm ah," Liu'er's delicate voice echoed in the bedroom like a spoiled kitten, this heavenly sound making Liu Yan even more unable to resist. The head of his lower body was raised at a 45-degree angle, already eager to try.
"Oh...oh...my little darling, you sweet little thing, you're going to torture your little uncle to death..."
Liu Yan looked up at Liu'er's rosy and delicate face, her bright red lips that seemed to drip with moisture, and...her tender pink virgin's vulva, no longer obstructed by Liu Yan's tongue, was gushing with crystal-clear nectar, flowing down her buttocks and wetting a small patch of the pink sheet beneath her. Seeing this scene
, Liu Yan couldn't help but bury his face deep into Liu'er's lower body again, sticking out his tongue to lick her virgin nectar.
"Liu'er, you're so sweet...so sweet..."
Liu Yan murmured, unconsciously pressing his erect penis against the girl's still-flowing vulva, unconsciously thrusting and rubbing against the crevice of the little girl's virgin flower.
The purplish-red, throbbing dragon head was already glistening with the fluid flowing from Liu'er's little hole, dripping wet. The dragon head was still desperately pushing forward, the tender petals unable to withstand its attack, forced open and twisted...
This scene was so familiar, Liu Yan thought to himself. This was something he had dreamed of countless times, fantasized about countless times but dared not do. He pinched his arm; the pain confirmed that this was no longer a dream. He was just one step away from completely possessing the little one he had cherished for so many years. But now he hesitated. Did he really want to take Liu'er's virginity without her awareness? Did he really want to force himself on her before she had her first period? She would definitely feel pain, cry, and be angry...
Countless times in his dreams, faced with this scene, he invariably chose to continue thrusting, pumping, and penetrating, invariably choosing possession. But this was reality; he couldn't act so recklessly and without hesitation. Before him lay the person he loved most, the person he least wanted to hurt.
Liu Yan calmed his breathing, and his erection rubbed against Liu'er's wetness for a while before withdrawing from her. Only then did Liu Yan see Liu'er's current state clearly: her vulva was glistening with moisture, her cheeks flushed, an unnatural crimson from desire—a scene of utter debauchery.
Liu Yan pulled Liu'er's slender hand to his erection, his large hand grasping her small hand and stroking it for a while, but to no avail. Perhaps because he had already ejaculated once in the living room, his penis remained erect, showing no sign of ejaculation.
He had no choice but to bend down again and press his erection against Liu'er's vulva. Liu'er's body was soft and supple, making it easy to bring her slender legs together and grasp them against her chest. His erection thrust in and out between her virgin petals.
Her vaginal fluids gushed forth incessantly, and Liu Yan's penis quickened its pace. Suddenly, Liu'er let out a sweet, seductive cry: "Ah..."
Her lower body arched upwards desperately, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her body stiff and rigid, as if this would bring her even greater pleasure.
Warm fluids spurted from her small body, causing Liu Yan's penis to tremble uncontrollably. Then, Liu'er collapsed onto the bed.
At this moment, Liu Yan's entire penis and the area between Liu'er's thighs were incredibly slippery with her fluids, making her skin even softer and more delicate, facilitating his thrusting. "Thump thump thump... thump thump thump..."
Liu Yan's swollen penis repeatedly struck her petals as it thrust between her legs, producing lewd sounds.
As Liu'er, already limp on the bed, let out soft moans of "Mmm...mmm...mmmmmmmm..." again
, Liu Yan couldn't help but become even more excited. Suddenly, a wave of pleasure surged through his lower back, a tingling sensation spreading from the head of his penis, and thick, white fluid gushed out from the tip.
Liu Yan finally... came...
Chapter 30 Liu Yan's Feelings
Liu Yan was awakened the next day by the mischievous Liu'er tickling his feet. He lazily lifted his eyelids, sat up, and saw Liu'er wearing her pink nightgown, her fair, smooth shoulders half-exposed, her soft, metallic hair slightly disheveled and draped over her shoulders. She placed one of Liu Yan's feet on her calf, her large, watery eyes gazing at him, smiling as she tickled her little uncle's toes.
This innocent allure made a man's already easily aroused desire in the morning even more intense. Liu Yan forced himself to suppress this desire, stood up, and scooped up Liu'er, who was still giggling, and carried her into the bathroom to wash.
Because after he had brought Liu'er to her climax for the second time the previous night, they hadn't cleaned each other. Partly, he was afraid the water would wake Liu'er; his baby disliked being disturbed while sleeping
. Partly, the feeling after the climax was so pleasurable that he didn't want to do anything but hold Liu'er and fall asleep. So, he slept soundly
until dawn. Since Liu Yan had decided to be with Liu'er, he no longer avoided intimate actions with her, nor did he feel ashamed or want to hide his male reactions to her.
He naturally removed Liu'er's skirt, carried her naked body under the showerhead, and washed her.
At this moment, Liu'er looked up with her innocent and beautiful face, her big eyes sparkling with curiosity. She obediently stretched out her arms, letting her uncle wash her soft little arms, and asked curiously, "Uncle, what movie did you show Liu'er last night? The people in it were so strange! Why were their bodies connected and they were hugging and kissing so tightly? Didn't they feel shy? Sometimes I see boys and girls kissing in the woods at school, it's so funny!"
"And also... Uncle, why did you kiss Liu'er's lips like the people in the movie last night? And you even kissed Liu'er's private parts! The people in the movie didn't do that."
This curious little girl kept looking up at Liu Yan with her innocent expression, asking questions relentlessly, as if she wouldn't give up until she got an answer, and she seemed determined to continue.
Liu Yan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Liu'er asking such a silly question was indeed a result of his poor upbringing, or perhaps it was the result of his deliberate actions.
When Liu'er first returned to the Liu family, she had autism, and it wasn't until over a year ago that she gradually recovered. Therefore, Liu'er never received a normal elementary school education. From the age of 6 to 11, when she was taken in by Liu Yan, she lived entirely within the Liu family's secluded mansion. There were no children her age, no unhealthy books or images to stimulate her, only the elderly, rigid but infinitely loving butler and the obedient servants who followed Liu Yan's every command, caring for her meticulously as if she were the youngest infant.
Liu'er was always quiet and obedient, following the butler and servants' care and arrangements. She only showed joy and excitement when facing her uncle, and only then would she pester him to talk more.
Liu'er entered this private aristocratic school six months ago. Pure and beautiful, shining like a little princess, Liu'er quickly gained the affection of almost everyone in her class. Coupled with her petite stature and childlike sweetness, everyone doted on her.
However, Liu Yan was very worried about his little niece. He made numerous arrangements behind the scenes, taking care of everyone from his close friends and the school principal to Liu'er's teachers. On the surface, he encouraged Liu'er to socialize more, but in reality, he kept her under constant surveillance.
Liu'er had always lived a life almost entirely pure and untainted.
Moreover, Liu Yan deliberately prevented Liu'er from understanding matters between men and women, intentionally blurring the lines between them. At that time, Liu Yan didn't fully understand his own feelings; he was simply acting subconsciously without understanding why. Now he finally understood, because back then he was afraid and worried. He
worried that his Liu'er would no longer be the little girl who timidly hid behind him, holding his hand, but would gradually grow into a beautiful and charming young woman; he feared that Liu'er, having learned about matters between men and women, would fall in love with another man and blossom under another man's body; he feared that Liu'er, having fallen in love with another man, would leave him, abandon him, and never belong to him again.
Chapter 31: An Explanation Leading to Incest
Liu Yan's deep gaze deepened with Liu'er's soft, innocent question. He didn't answer immediately, but instead, without making a sound, he removed his pajamas and picked up the fragrant Liu'er, standing together under the shower to wash themselves. Seeing Liu'er's jade-like body blush pink under the hot water, Liu Yan couldn't help but lower his head and nibble on her pearly earlobe.
Then he turned off the water, casually pulling Liu'er's pink towel to wrap her naked body. After drying himself, he only wrapped his lower body in a towel, without putting on any clothes, and carried Liu'er directly back to his large bedroom.
Liu Yan's bedroom was large, with thick, long, snow-white carpets covering the floor. Even lying on the carpet felt comfortable, and his specially made bed was even more comfortable, only its pink color made Liu Yan, a grown man, look rather strange sitting on it.
Liu'er stubbornly tugged at her uncle's arm, muttering, "Uncle, uncle, you haven't answered my question yet! And also, when you kissed and touched my clitoris yesterday, my body felt so strange, numb and itchy, and my whole body was burning up. Just when I felt like I was about to faint, I suddenly had a feeling I'd never experienced before, a feeling so comfortable. Why is that?"
Liu Yan stroked Liu'er's soft hair, looking at her as she sat limply on the bed, her eyelashes fluttering, with a look that suggested he wanted to laugh but couldn't. He softened his tone, slowly guiding the little girl in front of him. His answer, from that moment on, led this innocent and pure girl towards incest.
"Uncle kisses Liu'er because he likes her. Only people who like you will kiss you, you know? So, does Liu'er like Uncle?"
"Of course I like you! Does everyone who likes Liu'er kiss her? Last night in the movie, the teacher kissed that lady too. Was it because the teacher liked that lady too?"
Liu Yan lowered his head and kissed Liu'er's lips, which were constantly asking questions. He quickly let go of her and answered with a smile, "Liu'er is so smart. However, only when two people like each other can they kiss each other. Otherwise, it's not allowed."
"Why did Uncle kiss Liu'er's private parts? It's so embarrassing! Yesterday, Liu'er saw a movie where the teacher's body was tightly connected to the older sister's, and the two of them kept twisting and turning. They even took off their clothes, and it looked like they were enjoying it. At Liu'er's school, the boys and girls only kiss on the lips, they don't kiss down there. Why is that?"
Actually, the film Liu Yan showed Liu'er yesterday couldn't strictly be considered an adult film, but rather an art-house erotic film. The aesthetic appeal of the visuals far outweighed the eroticism, and the genitals of the male and female leads weren't clearly and specifically depicted, but rather shown in long shots and blurry images, making it easier for viewers to have fantasies and beautiful dreams.
The reason for this choice was that most adult films on the market were shot from too masculine angles, too exposed, and too erotic, so that women wouldn't feel excited or moved, but rather disgusted and negatively affected. For a young girl like Liu'er, it was crucial not to let her develop any resistance to it.
Liu Yan continued to explain, "Good girl, Liu'er, it's because you can only be naked in front of family, and only family can kiss each other's private parts. Liu'er only has Uncle as family, so Liu'er can only be naked in front of Uncle, and only Uncle can kiss Liu'er's little mouth down there."
Liu'er nodded, seemingly understanding, and made an "oh" sound. After a short while, she immediately asked, "Then what were the teacher and the pretty lady doing, twisting and turning so tightly together in the movie last night?"
A sly glint flashed in Liu Yan's eyes, and she answered with great pleasure, "They were doing a special sport that only family members can do. This sport not only represents a very close relationship between two people, but also that both of them feel extreme pleasure and satisfaction during the sport."
Liu'er chuckled and mumbled, "Is it more comfortable than Uncle kissing Liu'er's little clitoris last night?"
Hehe, the little girl already liked the feeling of orgasm, Liu Yan replied excitedly, "That feeling is definitely more comfortable than Uncle's pure kiss." "A kiss feels so much better."
Just as Liu Yan was happily contemplating how to guide Liu'er to accept his caresses, a look of confusion began to appear in Liu'er's big eyes: "But Uncle said that only blood relatives can kiss each other because they like each other? In last night's movie, that pretty lady called her uncle 'teacher.' Liu'er knows that 'teacher' and Liu'er are not related by blood."
Liu Yan looked at the little girl whose curiosity had not been satisfied at all, feeling a bit helpless. He didn't know how this child's brain worked; when she should have been clear-headed, she was confused, but when she wanted to find fault and questions, she was absolutely sharp. Liu Yan knew
that if this question couldn't be answered properly, it would be difficult for him to proceed to the next step.
"Honey, the man in last night's movie is actually that girl's uncle. He's also a teacher at the school, so he doesn't allow his niece to call him 'uncle' at school, otherwise the other students will gossip. For example, the principal of Liu'er's school, Murong Hao, his daughter also studies at your school, but he never lets her call him 'Dad' at school."
"Oh, is that so?"
Liu'er's big eyes blinked, like a little animal whose appetite hadn't been satisfied.
Liu Yan thought for a moment and decided to have Ziting find a few more films or books about incest. He believed that the clever girl must have put in a lot of effort in this area when she seduced her uncle. Besides, she was Liu'er's good friend; her testimony would be even more effective.
So Liu Yan hugged Liu'er again, kissing her and saying, "If Liu'er doesn't believe me, you can ask your good friend Ziting. She's always so affectionate with her uncle, and they always do those special 'kind activities' together."
Chapter 32 Liu Yan continued explaining.
Liu'er was stunned for a moment, then suddenly covered her face with her small, white hands, "Waaah... Uncle put his finger on my private parts last night, didn't Uncle think it was dirty?" Liu'er didn't know why, but Uncle's kissing and... While touching her, Liu'er felt like she needed to pee. Later, it seemed she got her uncle's hands dirty. Her uncle would definitely think Liu'er was an unhygienic and naughty child.
Liu Yan couldn't hold it in this time and burst into laughter. He picked up Liu'er and placed her on his lap. His already erect penis, hidden under the towel, bounced and hit Liu'er's knees. Then he leaned down and used his thin lips to capture Liu'er's bright red lips. He skillfully extended his tongue and swirled it around in Liu'er's smooth and tender mouth, sucking. Liu'er's body carried a faint milky fragrance mixed with the scent of some fresh, sweet fruit, like the most tempting and precious dessert in the world, attracting Liu Yan to deepen the kiss.
Last night's training of Liu'er on kissing had worked quite well. Liu'er's response to Liu Yan's kiss was no longer passive. She began to respond shyly and also extended her pink tongue to actively entwine with her uncle's nimble tongue. The young girl, who had never experienced the taste of desire before, quickly became captivated by this intimate game of love, her lips
and teeth intertwined. She struggled to lift herself, stretching out her arms to tightly embrace her uncle's long neck, pressing her small body against his broad, muscular chest, and even gently licking the corner of Liu Yan's thin lips with her tongue. Liu Yan was quickly aroused by Liu'er's innocent yet proactive teasing, burning with desire, wishing he could immediately take his sweetheart in his arms. However, he felt sorry for Liu'er, who had just experienced two orgasms the night before, and was still so young, not even having her first period. If he were to enter her body directly, it would certainly not be a pleasant memory for her.
After a long embrace and kiss, the little girl in his arms was panting, her face flushed, her amber eyes still pure and alluring like two cat's eyes, but deep within them had already been tinged with desire.
Not wanting to hurt Liu'er, Liu Yan tilted his head back slightly and breathed into Liu'er's mouth before releasing her lips. Liu'er, still not quite knowing how to breathe properly, gasped for air, her little chest heaving.
Then, her large, crystal-clear eyes fixed on Liu Yan's narrow, dark eyes, she rubbed against him joyfully, saying in a clear, cheerful voice, "Yay, Uncle kissed Liu'er! That means Uncle still likes Liu'er a lot! But why do I feel like I need to pee whenever Uncle kisses me or when we're close together? Waaah… Does Liu'er have some kind of strange illness?"
While calming his turbulent emotions, Liu Yan answered Liu'er's question in a gentle tone: "Uncle loves you the most in this world, Liu'er the most. Do you feel a comfortable sensation after urinating? I feel this way when Uncle kisses me because it feels good. So don't suppress yourself, don't suppress this feeling. Uncle will never think you're dirty; on the contrary, the fluid you secrete is very sweet and clean."
As he spoke, Liu Yan even dipped his finger in Liu'er's fluid and licked it with relish. He exclaimed, "Liu'er's fluid smells so good, like milk!" Suddenly
, Liu Yan felt a warm, smooth hand grasp his lower body. He looked down and saw Liu'er, the curious little one in his arms, becoming interested in the swelling below his body again.
It seems that she has temporarily received a relatively satisfactory explanation from her uncle regarding her questions about kissing, intimate physical movements, and the love fluid secreted by her own body. So her attention has been shifted to a new direction and field.
Well then, my little Liu'er, let's move on to the next step... Liu Yan's thin lips revealed a smile.
Chapter 33 Training Step 2 (1)
Liu'er, my baby, Uncle will let you understand what a man's body is next.
Liu Yan said silently in her heart.
"Uncle, what exactly is this stick of yours? Why doesn't Liu'er have it on her body? Last night when it touched Liu'er's legs and the area below, it was so hot. Moreover, when it touched Liu'er, Liu'er felt itchy in her lower body, and there was also a rather comfortable feeling."
Liu Yan's penis felt very comfortable being caressed by Liu'er's soft little hands, and couldn't help but become even more erect and swollen.
In order to let Liu'er understand the male body more clearly, Liu Yan simply took off the white bath towel wrapped around his waist and completely exposed his strong body to Liu'er.
Excluding the three months Liu'er had spent at the Liu residence when she was six, this was the first time Liu'er had seen Liu Yan's naked body while fully conscious.
The little girl couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!" One small hand continued to caress Liu Yan's thick, long member, while the other explored his firm abdominal muscles.
"Uncle, why is your body so different from Liu'er's? Everything on your body is hard, your chest is hard, your abdomen is hard, even this extra thing is hard. Liu'er's body is all soft. Don't believe me? Touch it, Uncle!"
Liu'er said innocently, inviting Liu Yan to explore the differences between their bodies.
Liu Yan smiled, and one hand began to pull away the pink bath towel wrapped around Liu'er.
The air conditioning in the room was on full blast, making the bedroom exceptionally warm. Even being naked didn't feel cold; instead, the release of restraints brought a sense of comfort.
Liu Yan's broad, calloused hand caressed Liu'er's neck and thigh, causing her to tremble repeatedly…
If there were any outsiders present, they would surely be aroused by the scene in Liu Yan's master bedroom. On the extra-large pink king-size bed: a naked man comfortably leaned against a large, soft pink headboard. His flaxen, metallic hair, still damp from a recent wash, stood up slightly in a disheveled manner, a strand falling across his forehead to partially obscure his eyes, adding a touch of alluring wickedness.
The man's features were handsome and striking, radiating a cold, sculpted beauty: sharply angled eyebrows, narrow eyes, a straight nose, and thin, ruthless lips. He exuded an aura of unwavering composure.
His skin was dark and healthy, with a gleaming sheen. His muscles were strong and well-defined, his chest and abs comparable to those of a bodybuilder. He sat on the large bed, his long legs spread wide, between which sat a beautiful, equally naked little girl.
The girl was petite and charming, as adorable as a real-life porcelain doll. Her skin was truly snow-white, her eyes large and round, their light clearer and purer than crystal. Her hair was the same color as the man's, flaxen strands with a metallic sheen that flowed smoothly over her rounded shoulders.
The little girl's cheeks were round and chubby, her figure still somewhat baby-fat, all so tender and delicate that one couldn't help but worry, as if a slight pinch would release a drop of moisture.
At this moment, the little girl was curiously stroking the man's erect penis, her eyes fixed intently on it, her expression as serious and focused as a diligent student in class.
While suppressing the immense pleasure, Liu Yan tried her best to ask in a gentle tone, "How is it, Liu'er? Uncle was right, wasn't he? Liu'er touched Uncle's stick, and it got bigger, didn't it?"
"Mmm, it really is!"
Liu'er nodded obediently as she continued to stroke it.
"Liu'er is so good. The reason Uncle has this stick and is hard is because Uncle and Liu'er are different genders."
"Liu'er understands. Because Liu'er is a girl and Uncle is a boy. The uniforms for boys and girls at school are different, and boys can't wear skirts."
How could she compare to those little boys at her school... Two beads of cold sweat dripped down Liu Yan's forehead. She barely managed to agree; she shouldn't dwell on this little problem.
Clever Liu'er continued, drawing inferences from her own experience, "Oh, it's because boys have this thing that they can't go to the bathroom with us girls. They must be afraid we girls will laugh at how ugly it is. But... such a long stick, Uncle, where do you boys usually hide it?"
Liu Yan couldn't help but sweat again. "Uh... this..."
He composed himself and continued in a calm and steady tone, "Our boys' parts are usually soft and don't stand up, and they're not as long, thick, or big as they are now, so we can put them in our underwear. You naturally can't see them."
"Wow, that's amazing! You boys are all magicians! You can even change things here!"
Little Liu'er couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
This little fool, Liu Yan couldn't help but sigh inwardly again.
Chapter 34 Training Step 2 (2)
He kissed Liu'er's little nose and said affectionately, "Yes, we boys are all magicians. Uncle loves to perform magic tricks for Liu'er the most."
"Uncle, are your boys' sticks like Pinocchio's nose? They get longer when you lie and shorter when you tell the truth."
When Liu Yan heard Liu'er's words, he was startled. He thought his little girl had discovered his conspiracy. But when he saw that Liu'er's pure and innocent eyes were filled with curiosity and questions, he knew that she was just having a divergent thought and had associated it with Pinocchio. He shook his head again. He really didn't know what this little girl was thinking about all day.
So he smiled and said, "Of course not! This thing of mine only gets longer and thicker when it touches someone I like. I love Liu'er the most, so only when Liu'er touches it can my stick get longer."
"Oh, I see. Liu'er understands. Does that mean only your loved ones can touch my stick?"
Liu Yan was very satisfied with Liu'er's question. He smiled and nodded, "Liu'er is the smartest. You're right. From now on, only Liu'er can touch my stick. I will never let anyone else touch it."
While listening attentively to Liu Yan's explanation, Liu'er continued to stroke her uncle's penis. In a moment of carelessness, her short fingernail scratched the small hole at the head of the penis, causing the unsuspecting Liu Yan to gasp.
Liu'er, startled, immediately let go and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong? Does it hurt?"
Liu Yan reached out and cupped Liu'er's two small hands, pressing them back onto his erect penis. His body trembled again from the softness and pleasure of regaining what he had lost. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "No, Uncle doesn't hurt at all. When Liu'er touches it, Uncle feels very happy and blissful. Uncle's rod makes Liu'er feel happy and comfortable whenever it touches her body."
Liu'er couldn't help but mutter, "The relationship between family members is so wonderful. It turns out there are so many ways for family members to make themselves and others feel happy. It's a pity that Uncle only has Liu'er as family, and Liu'er only has Uncle. If only there were many family members, everyone could feel happy and comfortable."
Hearing this, Liu Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking thankfully: Luckily, we are each other's only family. Otherwise, my wrong teaching about the pleasure of family activities today would have made me suffer.
However, he did not realize that his incestuous education today, while very beneficial to his possession of his innocent, lovely, and ignorant niece, would also force him to willingly share his precious Liu'er with others in the future.
At this moment, Xiao Liu, who was sitting between Liu Yan's legs, released the big meat stick she had been playing with. She counted on her chubby fingers and mumbled, "Uncle said that there are ways for relatives to make people happy: First, Uncle kisses Liu'er's mouth and her little bean, which makes Liu'er feel so good; second, Uncle's stick is touched by Liu'er, which makes Uncle feel so good; and there's another one, Uncle, do you think there's a very special kind of exercise between relatives that's even more comfortable than the other two, and it can make both of them feel happy at the same time? Uncle, please tell Liu'er, okay?" As Liu'er spoke, she completely forgot about her uncle's big meat stick, which she had been very curious about. She suddenly pounced on Liu Yan's chest, hooked her arms around her uncle's neck, and rubbed her fair body against Liu Yan's chest. This sweet torment made Liu Yan almost unable to resist for a moment, and a few drops of white, thick liquid began to flow out of the small hole of the dragon head.
Liu Yan had to stretch out his arm to hold Liu'er's small body, put her back between his legs, grab her small hand and let her soft hand continue to hold his penis, then kissed Liu'er's neck and said to her in a seductive hoarse voice: "Liu'er, be good, stroke your uncle's big stick, you can play with it however you want, until your uncle's big stick sprays out white liquid, then your uncle will tell you what the happy exercise between relatives that can make each other feel like they are in heaven and hell is really like. Good girl, hurry up..."
Chapter 35 Continue to train (1)
After hearing her uncle's words, Liu'er obediently stroked the big meat stick with her smooth little hand on her uncle's penis. Liu Yan couldn't help but groan again and reached out to press Liu'er down.
Liu'er curiously used her fingers to feel her uncle's shocking pillar. At first, she tried to hold it with one hand, but it was so thick that her fingers could not hold it completely. Her soft palm also felt a very solid fullness and hardness.
"This stick is so long! Liu'er's little hand can't even hold a fifth of it."
"Good girl, Liu'er, rub it slowly. Uncle feels very comfortable."
Liu Yan looked down at Liu'er's hand, rubbing his penis from the tip to the base of his pubic hair. His penis gradually turned purplish-red from the friction, and the veins clearly bulged. A glistening, sticky fluid slowly oozed from the opening of the glans.
"Baby Liu'er, use your finger to dip into the clear liquid that's coming from the tip of Uncle's stick and smear it all over Uncle's stick."
Liu'er obediently did as her uncle instructed, but her movements were so slow and graceful that Liu Yan couldn't help but reach out and grasp her little hand, placing it on his testicles. But Liu'er's little hand couldn't even hold one of his testicles.
Liu Yan sighed inwardly. Liu'er was still too young and naive; how could she possibly withstand his immense desire?
Suddenly, Liu'er's innocent voice rang out: "Uncle, your big stick is already leaking water! You promised Liu'er that once it's leaking, you'd teach her what the most comfortable exercise between lovers is!"
Liu Yan tenderly lowered his head, repeatedly sucking on Liu'er's glistening lips. Hearing a soft moan from Liu'er, he seized the opportunity to thrust his tongue into her mouth, almost reaching her throat. The little girl was quickly overwhelmed by the kisses, opening her arms and clinging to him desperately, seeking her only source of oxygen from his mouth.
"Liu'er, you taste so sweet," Liu Yan murmured, pressing his forehead against Liu'er's smooth skin. Liu'er also gazed at her uncle with hazy eyes, her gaze tinged with a decadent color of lust, like a fallen angel.
But as Liu'er gradually recovered from her passion, she still hadn't forgotten the question from before. Like a child who couldn't get candy, she continued to relentlessly pursue it.
"Uncle, will you teach Liu'er? Is that kind of exercise more comfortable than your kisses on Liu'er's lips?"
Liu Yan didn't answer. He grabbed Liu'er's two already erect nipples with his large hands and kneaded them lightly and heavily. Then his mouth licked down Liu'er's little ear, past her neck and collarbone, to her slightly perky breasts. He heard the little girl in his arms let out an "Ah..."
and her body trembled noticeably. He kneaded Liu'er's breasts even harder, sucking them back and forth.
Liu'er was already panting softly from his teasing, and her flower cave was gradually becoming sweet.
Hearing Liu'er's cries, Liu Yan became even more excited. He couldn't help but use his knee to thrust against Liu'er's already glistening honey cave, his kisses and hands continuing to roam over Liu'er's tender skin.
Liu Yan inserted his thickest thumb into Liu'er's flower cave. The passage, already moistened by bodily fluids, was very smooth. His thumb was stained with honey, which he then smeared onto Liu'er's delicate petals.
Liu Yan then slid his body down and licked Liu'er's lower abdomen. Liu'er had already lost the strength to ask questions and was only concerned with soft, panting breaths.
Then he finally came to Liu'er's little pearl and first blew a breath of hot air. Liu'er's flower cave contracted in the hot breath of her uncle. Liu Yan hummed and scratched the thumb that was still buried in Liu'er's body. Liu'er's moans became louder.
Chapter 36 Continue the Training (2)
He immediately kissed Liu'er's flower clitoris. He licked it around and around, as if it were the most delicious food in the world.
"Uncle, no... Liu'er can't take it anymore..."
Liu'er shouted loudly, as if she could not bear such pleasure.
Liu Yan withdrew his fingers, and Liu'er immediately felt an emptiness in her lower body. She couldn't help but furrow her brows and protest to her uncle with soft "woof woof woof."
Liu Yan chuckled softly and said, "You greedy little thing." He lowered his head and used his lips and tongue to replace his thumb, licking the juices flowing from Liu'er's flower. Liu'er began to twist her lower body violently, inserting her small hands into Liu Yan's fine hair. She couldn't bear it any longer, her whole body tensing up, her long, white thighs hooking around her uncle's dark, muscular thighs.
Liu'er felt her flower constantly contracting, a strange desire and emptiness surging up from her lower abdomen and body, wishing that something could fill her lower body.
This time, Liu Yan inserted two fingers into Liu'er's wet little hole, moving them in and out, while his mouth sucked on her clitoris.
His hot iron was also grinding against Liu'er's wet opening without her realizing it, making a "squeak squeak squeak" sound.
"Liu'er, my darling, you're such a watery baby, your uncle really wants to devour you whole,"
Liu Yan said gleefully.
Finally, Liu Yan let out a muffled groan, gently touching the entrance of Liu'er's flower cave with his swollen desire, his forceful expression suggesting he was doing something painful.
Liu'er, not to be outdone, twisted her lower body, emitting soft, whimpering moans like a small animal. Her jade-like legs gradually climbed to her uncle's waist, hooking heavily, and Liu Yan's strong waist pressed against her.
In that instant, Liu Yan's penis was already halfway inside.
Liu'er's flower cave contracted in waves of stimulation, the feeling painful, numb, yet incredibly stimulating, easing the emptiness in her lower body considerably.
"Ah...it's so full..."
Liu'er moaned.
The two of them sat naked, half-sitting, half-lying on the pink bed. Liu Yan's dark legs were spread wide, and the little girl sitting between his legs had her jade-like legs wrapped around Liu Yan's waist, her small hands gripping the muscles of her uncle's legs tightly.
The little girl's delicate flower-like opening was struggling to tightly wrap around the tip of Liu Yan's hot, hard penis. Their lower bodies were overflowing with lustful fluids, soaking the bed sheet beneath them; the wet patch looked both erotic and beautiful, like a blooming flower.
Liu'er's vagina was warm and tight, the suffocating feeling making Liu Yan almost want to ejaculate the moment he penetrated her. Hearing Liu'er's seductive, long moans, Liu Yan's lower body thrust upwards, repeatedly striking Liu'er's already wet honey hole, the winding, crystal-clear fluid flowing down Liu Yan's purplish-red, enormous desire.
"Oh my god... Liu'er, how can your body be so tight... Uncle really wants to penetrate you right now..."
At this moment, Liu'er's eyes were tightly closed, and she had long forgotten her curious question. Her pure face was filled with pain, but even more so with desire. Her two thick petals were turned outwards, and in the middle was her uncle's purple beast that was constantly writhing. The flowing honey nectar meandered down.
Fine beads of sweat couldn't help but appear on Liu Yan's forehead, and he groaned softly.
Chapter 37 Masturbation Climax
"Little thing, are you sent by God to punish me? You really want to kill your uncle."
Liu Yan murmured, his glans was tightly wrapped by the tender flesh inside Liu'er's flower hole, and her little mouth was very good at sucking the tip of his penis. Liu Yan could almost feel his white semen starting to ooze from the small hole at the tip, mixing with the honey nectar in Liu'er's flower hole.
Liu'er, eyes closed, moaned softly, her long, bare legs wrapped around her uncle's waist. Her small body couldn't help but thrust forward, wanting his penis to penetrate deeper.
Listening to Liu'er's lingering moans, Liu Yan felt a sweet torment that sent him almost to heaven. He couldn't control himself and thrust forward, but the tip of his penis was squeezed by Liu'er's incredibly narrow passage, preventing him from going any further.
Seeing Liu'er's unbearable discomfort, Liu Yan kissed her rosy lips again, deeply. After several kisses with her uncle, Liu'er was already familiar with this "game between family members," and she immediately responded by sucking on his tongue. The two kissed passionately.
Liu Yan's large hands also caressed Liu'er's slightly upturned nipples, their bodies pressing closer and closer. Suddenly, Liu Yan sensitively felt the tip of his penis seem to have touched a thin barrier, and he couldn't help but feel a jolt of surprise. He stopped abruptly.
Liu'er whimpered, "It hurts, Uncle, it hurts."
Liu Yan looked down, seeing that his large, purplish-red glans had completely forced open Liu'er's incredibly small slit.
Such a tiny girl, so delicate it seemed he could hook her with a single finger; her small, delicate private parts were so disproportionate to his size—a sight that made one's heart pound with fear.
Liu Yan held Liu'er's body, breathing heavily, his erection stiffening. He began to slowly withdraw his hot iron, already inside Liu'er.
Liu'er cried out in pain again, "Ugh... Uncle... it hurts..."
But even as she cried out in pain, her white, tender legs continued to clamp tightly around her uncle's waist, her small body thrusting forward with each movement. The tender flesh inside her vagina tightened even more, firmly gripping the tip of Liu Yan's penis, preventing him from advancing or retreating.
Liu Yan felt waves of tingling sensations spreading through his lower back. He knew he was close to the ultimate, overwhelming pleasure. He was barely managing to control his ejaculation with all his might.
He steadied Liu'er's waist, ceasing his teasing of her breasts, and slowly lowered her legs along her waistline. Liu'er gradually calmed down, her body relaxing. Her labia remained parted, and more fluid flowed from their genitals.
When Liu Yan felt Liu'er's passage loosen and become smoother, he hastily withdrew his engorged, purplish-red member, already swollen to its limit.
He grabbed Liu'er's small hand and stroked his penis again, frantically stroking it a few times. His penis was held in Liu'er's smooth little hand, and during the masturbation, he was being stared at by Liu'er's pure yet alluring gaze. This feeling aroused Liu Yan even more. When he felt the ecstatic pleasure in his waist accumulating, almost to the point of explosion, his thick semen gushed out in spurts, continuing for a long time. The bed, Liu'er's body, and even the opposite wall were stained with his fluids…
At this moment, Liu Yan felt all his muscles twitching and spasming during ejaculation. He couldn't help but lean back, half-lying on the pillow behind him. Only a flash of white light crossed his mind; for a moment, he forgot everything. As he closed his eyes, still savoring the pleasure of his orgasm,
he felt a soft, small, smooth animal lying on his chest. The surge of passion within Liu Yan hadn't subsided, and her hands unconsciously encircled the soft little creature on her body. Having just experienced a full ejaculation, her waning desire almost swelled again the moment she touched that body.
Liu Yan hurriedly straightened up and pulled Liu'er to her side.
Chapter 38 Explanation of Sex
Liu Yan looked at the little person in her arms. Her cheeks were flushed, and her skin was tender and lovely, as if it were full of moisture, making one reluctant to even pinch it, as if a touch would leave a mark.
She was as alluring as a sweet and tempting peach.
Liu'er's eyelids closed tightly, and her rapid breathing echoed in the suddenly quiet bedroom. Although Liu'er had already experienced two orgasms, she still seemed somewhat unfamiliar with the most pleasurable passion between men and women.
She gasped for breath before slowly opening her eyes. Her bright, clear eyes still held a lingering desire, and her question was so adorable it made Liu Yan want to laugh: "Uncle, it's unbelievable! Your stick looks so big, yet it managed to fit into my little hole down there. Luckily, Uncle took it out in the end, otherwise my stomach would have burst! But when your stick went in, I felt so strange, even stronger than last night. I felt a tingling sensation all over my body, like I was about to fly into the sky."
Liu Yan suppressed a laugh, continuing to guide Liu'er with his persuasive expression: "Baby, haven't you been asking your uncle what the happiest activity between relatives is? Kissing and touching each other are the beginning of this activity, so we've already been doing it. And the way to finish this activity is when your uncle puts that stick inside you, baby, and then we can experience that ecstatic pleasure."
"Oh, Liu'er understands! No wonder Liu'er felt like she was flying! Yay, Liu'er finally finished this happiest activity between relatives with her uncle!"
Liu'er's childish voice rang out in the room.
Liu Yan was immediately amused by her adorable appearance. He patted Liu'er's head and said, "Baby, our activity isn't finished yet."
"But your uncle's stick was already inside Liu'er's little hole!"
Liu'er asked curiously, her innocent eyes wide.
“Baby, the exercise is only complete when Uncle’s stick is fully inserted into your little hole. Just a little bit in doesn’t count, and the pleasure you felt just now is far less than the pleasure after the exercise,”
Liu Yan said lovingly.
“Oh, how could that be? Uncle’s stick is so big, thick, and long, while Liu’er’s little hole is so small. Uncle’s big stick will hurt Liu’er!”
Hearing her uncle’s words, Liu’er’s face turned a little pale, but her expression unconsciously carried a longing and yearning for ultimate pleasure.
She stood there stunned for a moment, then blushed and said shyly, "Uncle, why didn't you finish this exercise?"
Liu Yan was taken aback, then touched Liu'er's little nose with his own, saying affectionately, "Sweetie, you're not grown up yet. When you're older, Uncle will definitely teach you how to do this exercise properly. Uncle will make sure my precious Liu'er experiences this most beautiful and blissful activity between family members."
His deep, magnetic, and warm voice possessed an undeniable magic, carrying a seductive and wicked charm, guiding Liu'er towards the abyss of illicit love, enticing this petite girl to become obsessed with exploring the human body.
Chapter 39 The soon-to-be mayor of Feng City,
Liu Yan, held Liu'er and lay on the bed to rest for a while. After they both stopped their irregular breathing, he carried his little niece to the bathroom to clean each other. The little darling in his arms suddenly exclaimed, "Oh dear, Uncle, Liu'er is going to be late for school today!"
This silly boy, only now remembering school! But Liu Yan couldn't bear to send his precious child back to that grove of trees where boys and girls kissed. He just wanted Liu'er by his side.
Besides, he didn't want his little fool to learn too much about the adult world; otherwise, wouldn't all his training be wasted, and wouldn't his fabricated "special activities" between family members immediately be exposed?
Liu Yan gently stroked Liu'er's delicate skin and asked, "Does Liu'er like going to school?"
"Yes, I love it! The school buildings are so beautiful, and the teachers and classmates all like Liu'er. Plus, Liu'er can play with Sister Ziting at school,"
Liu'er said excitedly.
"Then Liu'er is going to leave Uncle alone?"
Liu Yan asked, feigning a hint of grievance.
Liu'er blinked her big eyes and asked doubtfully, "Uncle is so busy every day. He has to go to work, go on business trips, and meet so many people. He doesn't have time to play with Liu'er."
Liu Yan kissed Liu'er and said, "Uncle will hire a tutor for Liu'er in the future, okay? That way, Liu'er can always stay with Uncle. Uncle will take Liu'er with him wherever he goes, and he won't leave Liu'er alone at home anymore, okay?"
As he spoke, he deepened the kiss. Liu'er gradually surrendered in the entanglement of their tongues, and breathlessly agreed, "Okay, Liu'er promises Uncle, whatever Uncle says, goes..."
However, Liu'er could skip school for now, but Liu Yan, as the president of Liuhua Group, absolutely could not abandon the affairs of the group. It was almost noon when his assistant, Yan Zicheng, had to personally come to find his boss, who had been missing all morning.
Liu Yan carried his Liu'er into the bedroom. The sleepyhead had actually fallen asleep again. He covered her with a light blanket, then put on a loose white bathrobe and went to the living room to discuss official business with his assistant Yan Zicheng.
Before Yan Zicheng could speak, Liu Yan said, "Zicheng, have you and your girlfriend made up?"
Yan Zicheng blushed slightly at his boss's teasing words, but quickly regained his composure: "Yes, I'll pick her up from school tonight."
"If you have time, bring her over to have dinner with Liu'er. It's on me. There might be some things she needs to help Liu'er with. Also, can you not tell Liu'er in the future… that you and your girlfriend are actually family?"
Hearing such a seemingly absurd statement, Yan Zicheng didn't show any confusion, but instead said knowingly, "Don't worry, President. If you need anything from Ziting to tell Miss Liu, I'll tell Ziting later. Also, I'll tell Miss Liu that I'm actually Ziting's cousin."
Liu Yan patted Yan Zicheng's shoulder with satisfaction, then got back to the point: "What brings you here today? Is something big happening at the company?"
"No, it's about tonight's charity gala. I hope you can attend in person."
Yan Zicheng said, handing the folder to Liu Yan.
"Is tonight's charity gala really that important?"
Liu Yan asked, slightly puzzled.
"Yes, because I heard that the incoming mayor of Feng City will be attending tonight."
"I've heard that the current mayor of Feng City was recently exposed for corruption and bribery. But he's just the mayor; do I really need to personally curry favor with him?"
Liu Yan's tone held a hint of disdain.
"No, what the president needs to be concerned about is the family behind the incoming mayor. It's said that his maternal grandfather is Minister Lu Fengming."
Yan Zicheng said calmly, but emphasized the name Lu Fengming.
Liu Yan's eyes darkened, his thoughts shifting: Lu Fengming—he was his father's biggest political enemy back then. However, as far as he knew, Lu Fengming had passed away from illness earlier this year. He had no children, only a daughter and a grandson. His only grandson, whose career was said to be very promising and who wouldn't have any problem staying in the capital, chose to take up a position in Feng City. What was his motive?
Chapter 40 Charity Party
Liu Yan's eyes darkened. He said in a deep voice, "Do you have the personal information of the new mayor of Feng City?"
Yan Zicheng handed him a black folder without saying a word.
Liu Yan flipped through it. It was a very simple personal profile. From it, one could tell that he was a very low-key and reserved person. Apart from his political information, there was very little personal information. The only thing he knew was that his name was Lu Linmo, his maternal grandfather was Lu Fengming, who held an important position in the central government, his mother had died early, his father was unknown, and he took his mother's surname. Since entering officialdom, his career had been smooth.
Moreover, Lu Linmo was only 29 years old this year.
Liu Yan looked at the few simple sentences on the file and fell into deep thought. As far as he knew, when his father was alive, Lu Fengming had always targeted him in politics, and they had always been the strongest political enemies. Liu Yan had never been interested in politics since childhood. After inheriting the Liu family's Liuhua Group, she quickly became a sought-after figure in the business world.
But now, six months after his maternal grandfather Lu Fengming passed away, Lu Linmo is actually going to take a position in Feng City.
According to information recently obtained by Liu Yan, Lu Linmo previously held a high-ranking position in the capital, with a bright future ahead of him. His connections and status in the capital undoubtedly offered him better opportunities for advancement. However, investigations revealed that Lu Linmo had voluntarily applied for the position in Feng City.
All of this led Liu Yan to suspect and speculate about Lu Linmo's true motives for going to Feng City.
While he fell silent, his highly intelligent assistant, Yan Zicheng, astutely realized that his main task had been completed, and his boss clearly had some personal matters to resolve. So he spoke again, "President, may I ask... how have things been lately? Do you need Ziting to persuade that girl you saw at the hotel last time?"
Liu Yan's mind snapped out of its reverie. He thought of Liu'er, his most beloved child, still sleeping in the bedroom, and his expression softened unconsciously. After thinking for a moment, Liu Yan softened his tone and said to Yan Zicheng, "Hmm... I don't want Liu'er to go to school anymore. There are many undesirable factors at school. Could you help me find tutors for each subject to help Liu'er with her studies? They must all be female teachers, and they shouldn't be nosy or talk about anything outside of her studies. If they're talkative..."
Liu Yan paused, then hesitated and said carefully, "I'll lie to Liu'er and say that intimate acts between lovers can only happen between family members. So... I hope Ziting can tell Liu'er more about her and her uncle..."
Yan Zicheng nodded, showing an expression of understanding and comprehension. Then, she politely took her leave, saying before leaving, "If the president is free tomorrow evening, I will bring Ziting to meet Miss Liu. I also hope the president won't forget tonight's charity party."
Liu Yan returned to the bedroom and saw the little girl on the bed covered with a thin blanket, her smooth, fair arms peeking out from under the sheet. Her sleeping face looked peaceful and obedient, a serene smile on her lips, as delicate as a newborn baby. Her long eyelashes cast shadows like feathers beneath her eyelids.
Liu Yan felt a surge of happiness, because no matter what, he had decided that he would never let go of Liu'er's hand for the rest of his life.
Chapter 41 Charity Party (2)
At noon, Liu Yan looked at Liu'er sitting across from him at the dining table, engrossed in her favorite dessert. Her cheeks were bulging, making her slightly chubby face even cuter. There were also crumbs of creamy dessert stuck to her lips, making Liu Yan want to kiss her lips, cheeks, and neck...
Liu Yan had to use his self-control to restrain his desire.
He said to Liu'er in a gentle tone, "Baby, Uncle is going to a charity party tonight and may be back late. Be a good girl at home, listen to the housekeeper, and go to bed early."
After hearing her uncle's words, Liu'er lifted her face from the dessert, her crystal-like eyes fixed on her uncle. Her soft, childlike voice was filled with grievance and dissatisfaction: "Uncle, you just told Liu'er that you would take Liu'er with you wherever you go in the future, but you're not taking Liu'er with you tonight's party."
Liu Yan said to Liu'er with a bit of helplessness, "Baby, Uncle is going to work tonight, not to play. " "Sweetie, there will be a lot of strangers there, and your uncle might scare you."
The usually obedient Liu'er suddenly became willful, refusing to listen, muttering, "Uncle doesn't keep his word! Uncle lied to Liu'er! Liu'er will never believe Uncle again..."
Although Liu Yan really didn't want others to see his most beloved child, and was worried that Liu'er wouldn't be able to spend as much time with him as before after making more new friends, these unforeseen problems were better than him becoming someone who didn't keep his promises in Liu'er's eyes.
So, Liu Yan finally decided to take Liu'er to the charity party that evening. He secretly thought: "Yan Zicheng and I will keep a close eye on her and try to keep her out of sight."
Liu'er had never attended such an event before. Her childlike curiosity and a girl's innate love of beauty and competitiveness made her very conscious of her appearance. After lunch, she didn't even take a nap and started fussing over her clothes and outfit.
She kept pouting, feeling she wasn't pretty or cute enough. Finally, Liu Yan called the stylist from Liu Hua Group, who came to create a personalized look for his little darling. Only then did the little girl finally reveal a satisfied, sweet smile.
Liu'er's smile no longer resembled that of an innocent child, but rather a youthful charm and unique allure within her purity, leaving Liu Yan speechless. Actually, Liu'er's appearance didn't matter at all; she was his beloved little princess no matter what.
At dusk, outside the most luxurious Star Hotel in Feng City, luxury cars from all walks of life gathered, along with reporters from major media outlets, their flashbulbs constantly flashing.
Liu Yan's attire was not much different from usual. A silver-gray Giorgio Armani haute couture suit, a meticulously styled haircut that exuded fashion, a chiseled face, and thin, slightly pursed lips that conveyed a sense of aloofness. Expressionless, as if shrouded in frost, she radiated an aura of unapproachability and powerful presence.
But unlike usual, he was holding the hand of a beautiful, innocent-looking little girl. The girl had round cheeks, round eyes and a round mouth, wore a pink dress, and had shoulder-length hair. Her smile was sweet.
When everyone saw the notoriously aloof president of the Liu Hua Group, his expression towards the girl was so gentle it could melt the winter's chill. His tenderness and care overflowed from his eyes and brows; his affection was obvious to anyone with eyes and ears.
This made the reporters present speculate about the relationship between the girl and this Forbes-listed tycoon who dominated the business world.
If they were father and daughter, the girl seemed a bit too old for Liu Yan, who was only 26. If they were lovers, the girl was far too young.
But if they were lovers… the girl was far too young.
However, besides father and daughter or lovers, what other relationship could possibly warrant so much affection from President Liu for the little girl he was holding hands with? Instantly, almost everyone fell into deep thought and speculation.
Chapter 42 The Mysterious Man Appears
As expected, at the party, quite a few curious people subtly inquired about the girl's relationship with Liu Yan.
On the surface, Liu Yan didn't want to reveal his familial relationship with Liu'er, but he couldn't lie directly in front of her. So, Liu Yan replaced his usual icy expression with a smile, answering the inquiries in a warm voice: "She's my little princess."
This answer undoubtedly fueled more speculation. While politely dealing with various people, Liu Yan observed his surroundings, hoping to see the soon-to-be-appointed mayor, Lu Linmo.
Liu Yan couldn't help but curse the low-key and mysterious politician in his heart. His personal information was kept so secret; despite the efforts of the intelligence gatherers sent by the Liu Hua Group, they hadn't even managed to get a single photo of him. Which one of them, Lu Linmo, was present?
"Next, please welcome President Liu of Liuhua Group, who is also the philanthropist with the largest donation to this charity event, to the stage to give a speech."
While Liu Yan was still anxiously searching and guessing who Lu Linmo was, Yan Zicheng beside him whispered a reminder: "President, it's your turn to give the speech."
Before going on stage, Liu Yan instructed Yan Zicheng to send someone to the restroom to check on Miss Liu.
About five minutes earlier, Liu'er had drunk too much juice and needed to go to the restroom. Liu Yan, who was being pestered by a group of people, had sent his personal secretary to accompany her. He usually trusted everyone in the company, but for some reason, he had suddenly felt uneasy.
On stage, Liu Yan remained the composed and commanding CEO, her every word and gesture exuding grandeur and style, instantly drawing everyone's attention. However, beneath her outward calm, Liu Yan was far from composed, especially when she hadn't seen Liu'er return, and even when she saw her secretary return alone, whisper something to Yan Zicheng, and then Yan Zicheng also got up and left.
Liu Yan couldn't help but hastily end her speech and quickly walked in the direction Yan Zicheng had gone. This caused a minor commotion at the banquet, but fortunately, the bodyguards from Liu Hua Group prevented others from following.
In reality, Liu'er had neither been kidnapped nor encountered any danger or emergency.
At this moment, she was tightly embracing a handsome and refined gentleman. Liu'er's round, bright eyes were slightly red and swollen, clearly from crying, and a few glistening teardrops still clung to her plump cheeks.
Because Liu'er was petite, the man had to half-squat, but his long legs still revealed his tall and slender figure. Like every gentleman at the party, he exuded an aristocratic air and noble elegance.
He looked quite young, perhaps in his early twenties, with a slender build, wearing a light blue, high-quality, bespoke shirt and dark black suit trousers. His skin was smooth and fair. A pair of frameless metal-framed glasses perched on his high-bridged nose; the eyes behind the lenses resembled the little girl in his arms—double eyelids, clear and bright like crystal.
His hair was soft, smooth, and meticulously styled. His lips were moist and full.
His hands were as white as jade, his slender fingers gently stroking Liu'er's soft hair, while his other hand softly patted her back, murmuring softly, "Don't cry, Liu'er, be good. Daddy's not dead, Daddy's back. Daddy will never leave Liu'er again, okay?"
The little girl in his arms sobbed for a while, her nose red, and she whimpered, "Daddy, Liu'er missed you so much. You have to swear that you'll never leave again, and that you'll always love Liu'er..."
The man smiled helplessly and indulgently, and actually stretched out his right hand, swearing to the sky, "I, Liu Nuo, swear to the sky that I will never abandon my precious daughter again, and will always protect Liu'er!"
At this moment, the little girl in his arms stopped sobbing, and a bright smile appeared on her pretty face. The man named Liu Nuo was dazzled by Liu'er's smile.
Then, Liu'er tiptoed and kissed the man who was stunned by her smile with her cherry-like lips, kissing his full, moist lips, and stubbornly sticking out her delicate tongue to try to pry open his closed teeth...
Chapter 43 Liu Nuo's Identity
The man named Liu Nuo was stunned by the sudden kiss from the little girl in his arms, and even forgot to push her away for a moment. At this moment, he suddenly felt his body being pushed aside by a strong force, and the soft, warm fragrance in his arms disappeared instantly.
When Liu Nuo raised her head, she found that her daughter was being held tightly in the arms of a tall man with a hard face and a layer of anger all over his body.
Liu Nuo carefully examined the man before him, gradually finding a sense of familiarity in his sharply defined features. He hesitated, calling out uncertainly, "Xiao Yan, are you Liu Yan?" The
previously furious Liu Yan stiffened abruptly upon hearing the man's address. He turned around, his gaze fixed intently on the refined man before him. After a long pause, he asked with almost certainty, "You're Liu Nuo. You're not dead." The little girl in his arms struggled to
jump down and run back into her father's embrace. She had recovered from her brief shock and was restlessly thrashing about, calling out, "Daddy, Daddy, Liu'er wants Daddy to hug her."
Hearing the girl's cries, Liu Nuo's expression softened, his eyes gazing tenderly at the little girl.
At this moment, Yan Zicheng and another respectfully dressed middle-aged man arrived beside them. Seeing the scene before them, they couldn't help but stop and stand there. A moment later, the middle-aged man who had arrived later cautiously approached Liu Nuo and whispered, "Mr. Lu, it's your turn to give a speech soon."
Liu Nuo nodded slightly. He walked to Liu Yan's side, gently stroking her hair with his jade-like hand, and said in his naturally soothing voice, "Liu'er, be good. Daddy has to leave for a bit. Be a good boy and listen to your uncle. Daddy will come find you soon."
Then, Liu Nuo's gentle expression vanished, replaced by a serious one, revealing decisiveness and resolve.
He looked at Liu Yan and said, "As Liu'er's father, I think I have the right to speak with you. I hope you can arrange our meeting later."
With that, he strode back into the hall.
After hearing her father's words, Liu'er quieted down and nestled obediently in Liu Yan's arms. She cautiously asked him, "He... he really is Daddy, right? I'm not dreaming, am I? I really miss Daddy so much."
As she spoke, two clear tears streamed down her face, still wet with tears, making her look incredibly pitiful.
Liu Yan comforted Liu'er while anxiously asking his secretary, "What exactly happened?"
The secretary was flustered by the president's agitated state, her words stammering, "Reporting to the president, it's... it's just that I brought Miss Liu out, and then... then I saw that man standing opposite us, and then Miss Liu stared at him, stunned. That man came over and asked Miss Liu, 'Liu'er, have you even forgotten Daddy?'
Then, Miss Liu threw herself into the man's arms. I saw something was wrong, so I rushed back to report to Assistant Yan." "Liu Yan asked Liu'er in his arms, 'Is it like this?'
Liu'er nodded obediently and asked curiously, 'Uncle, it really is Daddy! He looks exactly the same as before, he hasn't changed at all, except he seems a little thinner. Daddy really didn't die. Before, when people told Liu'er that Daddy had died, Liu'er never believed them.'
Liu Yan nodded and said to his secretary, 'You can go now. Don't tell anyone about what happened today. If even a whisper gets out, you know the consequences.'
The secretary breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly left.
Liu Yan then instructed Yan Zicheng beside him, 'You go back too, and keep an eye on Liu Nuo for me.'
Yan Zicheng nodded and went back.
Liu Yan then asked Liu'er, 'But why did Liu'er kiss him?'
Liu'er opened her beautiful eyes wide, her clear and innocent gaze utterly innocent. She said curiously, 'Uncle told Liu'er that kissing is a way to show you like someone, and only family members can do that. Liu'er likes Daddy very much, so of course I wanted to kiss Daddy!'" "
When Liu Yan heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
At this moment, he saw Yan Zicheng return. He looked at Liu Yan with a complicated expression and then said to him, "President, Miss Liu's father is the soon-to-be mayor, Lu Linmo."
Chapter 44 Negotiation in the Presidential Suite (1)
When Liu Yan carried her back to the banquet hall, he saw the so-called "Lu Linmo" who was actually "Liu Nuo" standing on the stage giving a speech. Then he and his precious Liu'er sat back in their original seats, waiting for the other party to finish speaking and come to negotiate with him.
As expected, after Liu Nuo finished her speech, she immediately walked over with decisive steps, leaned over, and whispered to Liu Yan, "Can we have a private talk?"
Liu Yan nodded, but saw that Liu'er in his arms was tightly clutching the hem of his clothes, and her eyes were filled with tears, but she looked a little sleepy. Her pitiful little appearance made Liu Yan's heart flutter, so he had no choice but to pick up Liu'er and walk out of the banquet hall with Liu Nuo.
The meeting was held in the presidential suite of a star-rated hotel owned by the Liu Hua Group. Usually at this time of night, Liu'er would be asleep, but this time she clung tightly to Liu Yan, muttering, "Liu'er wants Uncle to sleep with me. Uncle used to sleep with me every night. Liu'er doesn't want Uncle to leave."
Liu Yan gently soothed Liu'er, while simultaneously sensing the surprised and astonished gaze from Liu Nuo beside him.
Suddenly, Liu'er grabbed Liu Nuo's hand and said, "Daddy hasn't spent so many years with Liu'er. Liu'er wants Daddy to sleep with Liu'er too."
Finally, the two men reluctantly lay down on the enormous king-size bed to sleep with Liu'er. But then Liu'er's sweet voice rang out again, her innocent expression as if she had suddenly remembered something: "Liu'er hasn't taken a bath today. But Liu'er doesn't like to bathe outside of home, but if she doesn't bathe, she'll smell bad, and Uncle and Dad won't like her anymore. What should I do?"
Then she looked at Liu Yan and Liu Nuo with that pitiful expression.
Liu Nuo reached out and patted Liu'er's head, comforting her: "Sweetie, it's late today, Liu'er, go to sleep first, okay? Uncle will take you home to bathe tomorrow. Liu'er will smell nice even without a bath, and Uncle won't dislike you." Liu'er
showed a bright and innocent smile, then turned to look at Liu Nuo and gently asked, "But Liu'er remembers that Dad has been bathing Liu'er every day since she was little."
Liu Nuo also reached out and hugged Liu'er, saying, "Sweetie, go to sleep first, girls don't become pretty if they sleep late."
Only then did Liu'er obediently lie down on the bed, and then unhesitatingly take off her clothes... As Liu Yan removed her clothes, he noticed Liu Nuo's surprised gaze and hurriedly reached out to stop her. But Liu'er blinked her innocent eyes and said, "It's uncomfortable for Liu'er to sleep in clothes. I usually wear a nightgown when I sleep with my uncle..."
Looking at his daughter, whom he hadn't seen for nearly seven years, Liu Nuo suddenly felt that something was happening between her and his only brother that he desperately didn't want to imagine or foresee. This feeling caused him a sudden, sharp pain in his heart, but at this moment, he simply watched quietly as things unfolded.
Finally, when Liu'er had stripped down to only her thin white bra and panties, she obediently lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and went to sleep. She insisted that Liu Yan lie down beside her, holding his hand.
Then, she made a shocking move: Liu'er climbed on top of Liu Yan and kissed his lips without regard for others, just as she had kissed Liu Nuo at the banquet.
This kiss was definitely not that between family members; it was filled with the intimacy and lewdness of lovers.
Liu Nuo could not bear this strange scene. He hurriedly went over to try to pull the two people who were disregarding human ethics and being intimate with each other.
Fortunately, Liu Yan was mindful of Liu Nuo beside him and quickly let go of Liu'er, pressed the little girl back into the quilt, gave Liu Nuo a warning look before he spoke, and then comforted Liu'er in a gentle tone, saying, "Baby, go to sleep quickly. Your uncle and dad are here with you."
Liu Nuo looked at Liu Yan, whose face was flushed and restrained. With a man's sensitivity, he knew that he had obviously been aroused by Liu'er's kiss.
Chapter 45 Negotiation in the Presidential Suite (2)
Liu Yan and Liu Nuo watched the little girl on the bed gradually fall asleep. Listening to her increasingly steady and gentle breathing, the two got out of bed in tacit agreement and walked quietly to the small living room outside the room to discuss the matter.
Liu Yan looked at Liu Nuo and spoke first: "Could you explain why Liu Nuo, who supposedly died in an accident six years ago, has become Lu Linmo, Lu Fengming's grandson? And what is your purpose in returning to Feng City at this time?"
Liu Nuo sighed softly, his face showing a world-weary understanding mixed with helplessness. He said gently, "Xiao Yan, you're still as suspicious as you were when you were a child. First of all, I can assure you that I will absolutely not do anything to harm the interests of Liu Hua Group this time I return to Feng City. On the contrary, if you need my help, I will do my best to help you. Secondly, Lu Fengming is indeed my maternal grandfather, that's undeniable..."
After hearing his answer, Liu Yan raised his eyebrows, signaling him to continue.
But Liu Nuo abruptly changed the subject, using a question instead of an answer: "However, Xiao Yan, before I tell you about my background, could you answer a few of my questions?"
Liu Yan, expressionless, said in a cold voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I will not answer any of your questions until I understand your identity and intentions."
Liu Nuo gave a bitter smile, her voice heavy with unshed pain: "Xiao Yan, you still don't trust your brother."
"My brother, who pretended to die in an accident and disappeared for six whole years, I simply cannot trust him,"
Liu Yan replied coldly.
Liu Nuo could only smile indifferently and continued to answer Liu Yan's questions: "My mother used to be a maid in the Liu family, you should know that."
Liu Yan nodded silently.
Liu Nuo continued, "But in reality, my mother is Lu Fengming's only daughter, the eldest daughter of the Lu family."
Upon hearing this, Liu Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he remained outwardly calm.
“My father was 18 years older than my mother, but when my mother was 17, she fell in love with him at first sight by chance and vowed to marry no one else. This naturally met with strong opposition from my maternal grandfather, who was my father’s political enemy. There was a huge gap between my father and mother, both in age and family background.
Moreover, at that time, my mother’s love for my father was unrequited. My mature and successful father would not be interested in a naive underage girl.
My maternal grandmother died early, and my mother was spoiled by my maternal grandfather from a young age, which fostered her spoiled nature. She even severed her relationship with my maternal grandfather in order to pursue my father.” Liu Yan frowned as she heard this. Liu Yan’s mother came from a noble family and had been childhood sweethearts with my father. However, they had been married for many years without having children. So even though Liu Nuo was born out of wedlock, Madam Liu never felt anything was wrong, since Liu Nuo’s birth mother was just a lowly maid in the Liu family. Since she couldn't bear a son, she couldn't blame her husband for cheating.
It wasn't until two years later, when the Liu family's legal wife gave birth to Liu Yan, that she began to realize how much of an eyesore the eldest son, Liu Nuo, and his birth mother were. At the same time, this wealthy heiress began to use her methods, connections, and power to gradually drive the mother and son out of the family.
First, she somehow managed to make Liu Nuo's birth mother disappear. At that time, Liu Nuo was still young, and she learned the truth about his birth mother at the age of 18 and ran away from home.
Governor Liu, Liu Yan and Liu Nuo's father, had always been very tolerant of his legal wife. Even after all she did, he remained indifferent to the situation of Liu Nuo and his mother. Except for sending Liu Yan to pick up his only granddaughter, Liu Yiyi, when he was terminally ill, he didn't leave any inheritance to Liu Nuo in his will, instead bequeathing everything to Liu Yan.
Chapter 46 Negotiation in the Presidential Suite (3)
Liu Nuo remained silent for a moment, then continued, "Later, in order to get closer to my father, my mother changed her identity and name and became an ordinary maid at the Liu residence. A year later, she finally got her wish and won my father's favor. Unfortunately, what my father gave her was never the love she wanted, but just a man's momentary desire for a woman. It wasn't
until my mother became pregnant that my father paid her a little more attention."
Unfortunately, not long after my mother gave birth to me, my father discovered her true identity and became increasingly wary of her, even allowing Madam Liu to bully and humiliate my mother at will. "At this moment, Liu Yan couldn't help but cough lightly and said in a low voice, "No matter what, she is still my mother, and she has already passed away. I hope you will show her some respect when you speak. Can you tell me what happened after the report said that you died in a car accident and fell into a valley?"
Liu Nuo calmed his slightly agitated emotions and continued, "Actually, the car accident was orchestrated by my maternal grandfather, Lu Linmo. It was just a smokescreen. He knew that although the Liu family had ignored me all these years, my actions and situation were under their surveillance. So, he created the illusion that I died in a car accident, then took me back to the Lu family and created a new identity for me."
Liu Nuo paused again, "And it was at this time that I learned that my mother had been driven out of the Liu family. My maternal grandfather could never bring himself to be cruel to his only daughter, and he took her in after that. " "And because of her depression and the hardships she suffered in her early years, she passed away from illness not long after we reunited."
Liu Yan couldn't help but ask, "But why haven't you returned to the Liu family for six years, and why did you suddenly appear now?"
Liu Nuo said, "Xiao Yan, you should know that my grandfather just passed away."
"Hmm."
Liu Yan hummed, indicating that she knew.
"I promised my grandfather that I would be a member of the Lu family for the rest of my life and would have no further connection with the Liu family. Therefore, from now on, I will only have one name: Lu Linmo. As for Liu Nuo, she died in a car accident six years ago.
When my grandfather was alive, I didn't want to disobey him to his face, and according to my investigation, I knew that you took good care of Liu'er, so I didn't contact you for six years without worry. But now, I hope you can give Liu'er back to me." "
Liu Nuo, no, the young man called Lu Linmo, stared intently at Liu Yan, his eyes filled with an unyielding determination and persistence.
Liu Yan returned the gaze with the same unwavering intensity, asking in return, "What if I don't agree? I have legal adoption documentation, while you are merely a father who is nominally dead."
"Is that so? If you don't mind, I can apply for a DNA test in court, and I can also produce proof to convince others that Liu'er is not Liu Nuo's daughter, but my daughter, Lu Linmo's daughter."
Liu Nuo replied in the same icy tone.
"And, Xiao Yan..."
Liu Nuo's gaze deepened, his expression complex as he looked at Liu Yan.
"Liu'er, she is related to you by blood; she is your own niece. Moreover, she is only 13 years old, still just a child."
Liu Nuo hesitated, as if to speak.
Liu Yan, hearing Liu Nuo's words, was startled and asked, "What do you mean?" "
Xiao Yan, I can sense that your feelings for Liu'er are definitely not as simple as an uncle's feelings for his niece. You have ulterior motives towards Liu'er. From the moment Liu'er kissed my lips at the banquet, I felt something was wrong, especially after her explanation to you. This gave me a sense of fear. I don't know what will happen if Liu'er continues to be with you."
And Liu'er's attachment to you just now confirms my guess. How can a 13-year-old girl still sleep with her uncle at night? This is too abnormal. Xiao Yan, don't you think your behavior is like that of a pervert?
Chapter 47 Uninvited Guest
Liu Yan's face turned ashen when he heard Liu Nuo's question. He seemed to be radiating anger. He stormed into the inner room and left with the words: "No matter what, I will never give up on Liu'er. No matter what method you use, if you take extreme measures and hurt Liu'er, don't blame me for being impolite." Then
Liu Yan scooped up Liu'er and carried the still-drowsy little girl outside.
Liu'er was indeed a very sound sleeper; the commotion hadn't woken her at all, and she slept soundly until dawn the next day. When she opened her eyes wide in the morning, she was startled to see her uncle staring at her with bloodshot eyes.
Liu Yan hadn't slept a wink since bringing Liu'er home last night, and he had a very important meeting to attend today, so he had been watching over his precious Liu'er since yesterday, afraid she would disappear if he wasn't careful.
However, it wasn't convenient to take Liu'er to the company today, so he waited for her to wake up... Afterwards, he repeatedly instructed the housekeeper, Aunt Liu, to take good care of the young lady while he was away, and absolutely nothing could go wrong.
Fortunately, Liu'er behaved very well today, unlike last night when she insisted on going out with him. She stayed home obediently.
The company's schedule was incredibly packed today; the tasks kept Liu Yan busy until dusk, only able to catch his breath as the city lights began to twinkle. He let out a long sigh, glanced at his watch—it was already evening—and a warm smile involuntarily appeared on his face as he thought of his little one at home. Liu
Yan suddenly realized that Liu'er hadn't done anything all day... He had called him, but he'd been too busy and forgotten to call the housekeeper at noon to inquire about Liu'er, as was his usual practice. So he hurriedly stood up, draped his suit jacket over his arm, and rushed into the elevator.
Rushing home, he opened the door, but the little one didn't greet him with her usual cheerful "Uncle!" and then obediently run into his arms. Instead, he faintly heard a man's deep, warm voice and Liu'er's delicate laughter.
Liu Yan's face darkened instantly. He walked through the entryway and saw his older brother, Liu Nuo, wearing an apron, smiling as he carried dishes to the dining table, while his precious Liu'er... She giggled and fawned over Liu Nuo.
Liu Yan didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment. He felt as if something was blocking his throat, making him feel muffled and unable to make a sound. He couldn't help but yell angrily at the butler who was standing silently by the dining room, "Didn't I tell you that we can't let outsiders into the house? Where did this person come from?"
Aunt Li, the butler who had watched Liu Yan grow up, naturally knew Liu Nuo well. She seemed a little frightened by her young master and timidly said, "But this is Young Master Nuo. The young lady was so excited when she saw him that she hugged him tightly and kept calling him 'Daddy.' I've never seen the young lady so happy before." Liu'er
, who had been neglecting her uncle for a long time, suddenly realized that her beloved uncle had returned. She immediately ran over to him, fawning over him and rubbing her head against him repeatedly.
Liu Yan's anger subsided slightly. He affectionately knelt down, gently stroked Liu'er's soft hair, and said softly, "Sweetie, be good, eat first. Uncle has something to talk to your father about."
Liu'er obediently sat back down at the table and began eating her favorite ribs.

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