[Urban] The Drunken Fragrance of the Mortal World - 1-3

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As the first rays of sunlight touched Zhou Menglong, a sporty and beautiful woman

, he reflexively opened his eyes, got out of bed, dressed, washed up, and went downstairs. He saw his nanny making breakfast. "Good morning, Sister Liu,"

Zhou Menglong greeted Liu Yufen, the nanny who was busy and sweating, with a smile typical of young people. Hearing his voice, Liu Yufen turned around and smiled sweetly when she saw Zhou Menglong. "Jianlong, you're up! Wait a moment, the food will be ready soon."

Zhou Menglong nodded. "It's alright, I have plenty of time before work. I'll go out and work out a bit first. Sister Liu, what are you making today?"

Liu Yufen smiled and said, "What else could it be? Just your usual cornbread and soy milk."

Liu Yufen was forty-two years old. Although Liu Yufen worked as a nanny in the Liu family, she was remarkably well-preserved, especially her skin, which was comparable to that of a young girl. She looked no more than a woman in her late twenties. Moreover, although Liu Yufen was over forty, she had been working as a nanny in the Zhou family since she was thirty, for over ten years. Therefore, she had a very good relationship with everyone in the Zhou family, and no one treated her like a servant. So, when Zhou Menglong heard Liu Yufen say this, he couldn't help but drool and exaggeratedly said, "Sister Liu, it's nothing! Everyone knows your corn pancakes are absolutely delicious. Looks like I'm in for a treat today."

With that, Zhou Menglong snapped his fingers, turned around, and left.

For some reason, Zhou Menglong had always had a special feeling for Liu Yufen since he was old enough to understand. Whenever he was with Liu Yufen, he felt incredibly happy and excited. At first, he didn't know why, but gradually, he discovered his secret. When he was with Liu Yufen, his eyes would always wander to her full, round breasts, appreciating her pride as a woman. That feeling always brought him a strange excitement.

As he grew older, Zhou Menglong understood more and realized that his feelings for Liu Yufen were somewhat inappropriate. Therefore, he consciously began to control himself, deliberately avoiding looking at places he shouldn't when he was with Liu Yufen.

This morning, because of the heat, Liu Yufen was only wearing a white top, busy running around. She was drenched in sweat, the tight top clinging to her body, making her breasts appear and disappear beneath it. Zhou Menglong, having just woken up, was also experiencing arousal, causing his body to gradually react. So, after a quick greeting, he left Liu Yufen, afraid that if he lingered any longer, she would notice his indecent state.

Even after leaving the house, Liu Yufen's top remained tightly clung to her body, making her fair skin appear and disappear, her breasts high and almost bursting out, deeply imprinted in Zhou Menglong's mind. Shaking his head, as if trying to banish this alluring scene from his mind, Zhou Menglong took a deep breath and began his morning jog along his garden.

"Jianlong, you didn't even invite me for the run! Didn't we agree to exercise together while I'm at your house?"

A pleasant voice reached Zhou Menglong's ears. Hearing this voice, Zhou Menglong felt a warmth in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

As footsteps sounded, a fragrant breeze wafted from behind, carrying the faint scent of a young girl's body, along with a hint of fresh scent after a bath. Following this fragrance, a girl with a ponytail ran to Zhou Menglong's side. Her large, watery eyes sparkled mischievously as she looked at Zhou Menglong. The girl had a round, pretty face, and her watery, peach-like eyes highlighted her innocence. Her thin, cherry-like lips had a layer of fine down at the corners that was barely noticeable to others. Her entire face looked very delicate, giving her a beautiful appearance.

The girl's well-fitting sportswear perfectly showcased her graceful figure. The red top clung tightly to her body, like a second skin, making her upper body appear full of youthful vitality. Although her breasts weren't large, they possessed a unique charm under the tight fit of the top. The outline and pattern of the fabric covering her breasts, especially, added a touch of allure to her youthful and energetic body. Her

pert buttocks, encased in athletic socks, appeared full and elastic, creating a visually striking effect. Even without touching them, no one could doubt the wonderful sensations such beautiful breasts evoked.

Long, white, flawless jade legs, so perfectly proportioned, were now moving vigorously. The muscles on the legs were trembling slightly, revealing the amazing elasticity and slender beauty of the girl's legs. Although there was no embellishment, at this moment, the jade legs were so perfect that they were almost a beautiful work of art, making people who saw them feel an irresistible urge to play with them.

Turning his head to look at the girl, Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and continued running, saying to her, "Cousin, it's not that I didn't want to call you, it's just that you sleep with Auntie. If I went to call you, it would definitely wake Auntie up, and if she scolded me, I'd be in big trouble."

This girl, full of youthful energy, was none other than Zhou Menglong's cousin, Zhang Rumeng. Zhang Rumeng was twenty-three years old, two years older than Zhou Menglong. She usually lived with her mother and worked as a copywriter in a company. This time, she was taking advantage of her vacation to accompany her mother, Zhou Menglong's aunt, to stay at Zhou Menglong's house for a few days.

From childhood, Zhang Rumeng had always been very caring towards Zhou Menglong, and Zhou Menglong also adored his cousin. However, the two families later separated, and Zhou Menglong's aunt moved to another city, making it difficult for them to meet. This time, when they met again, Zhang Rumeng was surprised to find that Zhou Menglong had grown into a handsome young man, while Zhou Menglong was surprised to find that Zhang Rumeng had become a graceful and beautiful young woman. Therefore, amidst their sibling affection, there was also a sense of propriety between men and women. This is why Zhou Menglong didn't ask Zhang Rumeng to get up and exercise. As for his fear of his aunt's scolding, that was just an excuse Zhou Menglong came up with. From childhood, his aunt had always loved him the most and couldn't bear to scold him.

The two beauties looked on expectantly.

Zhang Meng'er opened her big, watery eyes wide and looked at Zhou Menglong, her eyes sparkling with a knowing light. Zhou Menglong felt a little uneasy under her gaze: "Cousin, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Meng'er's pretty face suddenly flushed red. After giving Zhou Menglong a sidelong glance, she murmured, "Nothing, Jianlong. I didn't expect that in just a few years, you've grown from a snotty-nosed little boy into a handsome young man. And you're so thoughtful! I'm really happy for you."

Zhang Meng'er's face was flushed, a touch of shyness in her youthful charm... Zhang Meng'er seemed to have gained a different kind of charm, and Zhou Menglong's heart stirred slightly. His gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, drifted over Zhang Meng'er's pair of full and elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped in her top: "I've grown up, and so has my cousin. I never thought that my cousin, who only knew how to act cute in front of my aunt a few years ago, would grow up to be as beautiful as an angel, comparable to the beautiful young women in my workplace. It's just a pity that we've both grown up. I can no longer play games with her, and I can no longer hold her little hand and whisper 'wife' in her ear."

Thinking of the games he and Zhang Meng'er had played together, Zhou Menglong felt a slight pang of longing and a strange feeling welled up inside him. Zhang Meng'er, unaware of Zhou Menglong's thoughts, glanced at him reproachfully after hearing her words, her expression thoughtful. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she said, "Oh, right, Jianlong, my mom and I will be staying here for a while. You're usually busy with work and won't have time to spend with me, but how about we go out together this Saturday?"

She looked at Zhou Menglong expectantly.

Seeing the expectant look on Zhang Meng'er's delicate face, Zhou Menglong almost blurted out his agreement. However, as if remembering something, he swallowed his words and sighed softly before saying, "Cousin, it's only Tuesday. Asking me to commit to something five days from now is a bit unreasonable."

A hint of disappointment appeared on Zhang Meng'er's face. "Jianlong, you don't look down on us now that you're a civil servant, do you?" The

reproachful yet charming look in Zhang Meng'er's large, watery eyes made Zhou Menglong's heart flutter. He hesitated to meet her gaze and quickened his pace, running forward.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Zhang Meng'er's disappointment deepened. She stomped her foot, biting her lip, and watched Zhou Menglong run further and further away. "Jianlong," she said, "why has your attitude towards me changed so drastically since I came back? Are you running away from something? Do you know how much I wanted to play house with you again, with you as the husband and me as the wife?"

As she spoke, Zhang Meng'er seemed to recall the warmth of playing games with Zhou Menglong when they were children. Thinking of this, the annoyance in her heart vanished instantly, and she bit her lip and chuckled softly.

Zhou Menglong was also conflicted. On one hand, those warm memories made him want to be with Zhang Meng'er and enjoy that innocent, childhood feeling. On the other hand, he knew they were both adults, and Zhang Meng'er was his cousin; he knew something between them was impossible, so he cruelly rejected her.

After leaving Zhang Meng'er, Zhou Menglong's mind was filled with the image of Zhang Meng'er looking at him with disappointment. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile faintly: "Cousin, I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you, but I know that you are so beautiful and so innocent. I'm afraid that if I'm with you, I might do something rash. If that happens, I'll feel really guilty towards you. I'm sorry, cousin."

In Zhou Menglong's heart, there was always a little secret. That was, after having a relationship with a beautiful girl in college, Zhou Menglong's heart was filled with curiosity about the female body. No matter who it was, as long as they were pretty, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but fantasize about them. This was true for Liu Yufen, and it was also true for Zhang Meng'er, and even Zhang Meng'er's mother. Zhou Menglong, who was well-educated, naturally knew that this mentality was very dangerous, so he hardened his heart today and rejected Zhang Meng'er.

By the time they reached the second lap, Zhang Meng'er had disappeared. She was clearly angry with Zhou Menglong and had vanished somewhere. Seeing that Zhang Meng'er was gone, Zhou Menglong lost interest. After running another lap, he stopped, wiped the sweat from his brow, and strolled towards the living room. As he entered, a sweet, slightly magnetic voice rang out: "Jianlong, you're back. Where's your cousin?"

Hearing that voice, Zhou Jianlong's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw a young woman standing in the center of the living room. Her beautiful eyes shone with affection as she looked at him. The woman had a fair complexion with a rosy glow, and her almond-shaped eyes, opening and closing, revealed a mature woman's unique charm. The slight crow's feet at the corners of her eyes didn't make her look old; instead, they added to her mature allure.

Her towering breasts stood proudly, as if about to burst through her silk shirt. Their sheer size would stir a sense of desire in anyone who saw them. Her flat stomach was taut and full of tension, her slender waist so delicate it could be encircled with one hand, giving the young woman an air of lightness and grace. That near-perfect waist artfully combined her upper and lower body, making her figure incredibly alluring.

She wore a white silk skirt suit, a small section of her snow-white calves peeking out. The smooth, jade-like texture was breathtaking. The short silk skirt clung to her body, gently wrapping around her beautiful legs, showcasing their rounded, straight shape to Zhou Menglong, enticing his senses.

This person was Zhang Meng'er's mother, Zhou Menglong's aunt, Zhao Jiayao. Although Zhao Jiayao was already over forty years old, her impoverished life in her early years had not changed her natural beauty, making this mature woman of forty look like she was in her twenties. If she stood next to Zhang Meng'er, people who didn't know the situation would definitely not think they were mother and daughter, but rather sisters. Seeing that Zhou Menglong didn't speak, Zhao Jiayao

gracefully

moved to his side, lovingly took out a handkerchief, and while wiping Zhou Menglong's forehead, she said reproachfully, "Menglong, what are you thinking about? Auntie is asking you a question, why aren't you answering Auntie?"

Zhou Menglong forcibly averted his gaze from Zhao Jiayao's body, keeping his eyes down, and said politely, "Auntie, no, I was just with my cousin, but a little while later..." "My cousin disappeared, and I don't know where she went."

Upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, a strange light flickered in Zhao Jiayao's beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, Zhou Menglong didn't dare to meet Zhao Jiayao's gaze, so he didn't notice her unusual expression. As the saying goes, no one knows a daughter better than her mother. Having watched Zhang Meng'er grow up, how could Zhao Jiayao not understand her daughter's feelings? From the way Zhang Meng'er became so animated whenever she talked about Zhou Menglong, Zhao Jiayao knew that her daughter had feelings for Zhou Menglong.

If this happened to any other mother and daughter, they would definitely consider it a grave act of disloyalty. Fortunately, Zhao Jiayao was open-minded. She herself was married to a distant cousin, so she not only didn't care that Zhang Meng'er had fallen for her cousin, but was actually overjoyed. Having watched Zhou Menglong grow up, how could Zhao Jiayao not know that Zhou Menglong was handsome, intelligent, and responsible? Most importantly, he was considerate and attentive—truly the perfect son-in-law. The

reason Zhao Jiayao had put aside her work and brought her daughter to the Zhou family was twofold: first, she hadn't seen her distant cousin in a long time and missed her dearly; second, she wanted to get Zhou and Zhang together to test Zhou Menglong's feelings and plan her next move. Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Zhao Jiayao immediately realized that the young couple must have had some minor disagreements.

Zhou Menglong didn't look at Zhao Jiayao. His mind was preoccupied with how to explain to this aunt who had always loved and cared for him since childhood that Zhang Meng'er was ignoring him. But just then, Zhou Menglong suddenly smelled a faint, sweet fragrance. It carried a hint of perfume and an indescribable scent, yet it was refreshing and invigorating. Smelling

this pleasant aroma, Zhou Menglong immediately realized it was Zhao Jiayao's handkerchief. Zhao Jiayao had obviously used it, so it must carry her body scent. And that indescribable scent was undoubtedly the lingering fragrance of Zhao Jiayao on the handkerchief. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and his body reacted slightly.

Zhao Jiayao hadn't expected that her tenderness would cause Zhou Menglong to overthink things. While wiping his sweat, she murmured, "Menglong, look at your cousin. Although she's two years older than you, she's spoiled me rotten. If she offends you in any way, don't take it to heart. After all, we're family."

Hearing Zhao Jiayao reveal the reason Zhang Meng'er left him, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. However, because Zhao Jiayao's tone wasn't blaming, but rather comforting, he felt relieved and subconsciously nodded.

As Zhou Menglong nodded, he found Zhao Jiayao standing right in front of him. With his head lowered, he could clearly see her full, firm breasts, tightly encased in a silk blouse. The breasts were rising and falling slightly with her breath, creating waves of color. The alluring sight almost made Zhou Menglong's nose bleed.

Even more captivating was the fact that the silk blouse Zhao Jiayao wore was

as thin as gauze, yet her large breasts seemed to struggle against the confinement of the fabric, making the patterns of the blouse clearly visible on her chest. The alluring sight and intoxicating fragrance left Zhou Menglong feeling as if he were in a dream. He could only nod repeatedly, oblivious to everything else Zhao Jiayao said afterward.

"Menglong, what are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?"

Slowly, Zhao Jiayao seemed to notice something was wrong with Zhou Menglong and asked him with concern. Although her words were soft, they were like a thunderclap, pulling Zhou Menglong back from his reverie. He looked up and saw Zhao Jiayao staring at him with wide, watery eyes. Zhou Menglong's heart inexplicably panicked, making it impossible for him to answer her.

Seeing the lingering passion in Zhou Menglong's eyes after he looked up, Zhao Jiayao's heart skipped a beat. She unconsciously glanced at her chest, and immediately understood why Zhou Menglong had been so distracted. A blush crept onto her delicate face.

Zhao Jiayao clearly hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to react so strongly after seeing her full, firm breasts tightly encased in her silk shirt. She felt a surge of annoyance, but along with it, a strange feeling rose within her. Unsure what to say, the two stood there motionless, the air thick with tension.

"Menglong, Auntie, breakfast is ready."

Liu Yufen's words jolted the two women from their reverie. Zhou Menglong silently went to the table, and after a long look at his back, a slight smile appeared on Zhao Jiayao's lips as she followed him to the table.

A series of footsteps sounded, and three more people came downstairs. The first one, about forty years old, had a square face etched with the marks of time. He was tall and imposing, exuding an air of authority. This man was Zhou Menglong's father, Zhou Dawei. Upon seeing Zhou Menglong and Zhao Jiayao sitting around the dining table, a smile appeared on Zhou Dawei's face: "Menglong, Jiayao, you're up early."

As he spoke, Zhou Dawei sat down at the head of the table, his gaze sweeping over Zhou Menglong.

Following

Zhou Dawei was a beautiful young woman around forty years old, dressed casually in loose-fitting loungewear that couldn't conceal her shapely figure. The languid look on her face, as if she had just woken up, made her exceptionally alluring. Upon seeing Zhou Menglong, a motherly smile appeared on her fair face: "Menglong, hurry up and eat, or you'll be late for work. Your father and I are pinning our hopes on you. You must work hard and bring honor to the Zhou family."

Although her tone was lecturing, her face revealed pride, clearly showing her great satisfaction with her son. Hearing this, Zhao Jiayao was somewhat displeased. Having just recovered from her initial shock, she glared at her cousin: "Xueqing, don't take your good fortune for granted! Menglong is so young, yet he's already a national..." "He's already a cadre in the government, which is quite good. Don't put too much pressure on him."

Xue Qing smiled slightly, her pride deepening, but she didn't answer Zhao Jiayao's question. Instead, she sat down to Zhou Dawei's left. Hearing this from the two mature women, a young girl behind Xue Qing became somewhat displeased, pouting and saying, "Mom, Auntie, look at what you're saying! My brother's become a government cadre, so

he's all that darling. But you should know, your daughter is quite good too. I'm already a department head managing over thirty people." The girl was no less beautiful than Zhang Meng'er, with an oval face and large, expressive eyes beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows, giving her a radiant appearance. Below her slender, swan-like neck, her breasts suddenly widened, and beneath her tight white dress, a pair of full, firm breasts stood proudly, displaying the capital of a woman's pride.

Beneath the long white dress were a pair of shapely, jade-like legs, their skin so white you could almost see the veins beneath. Their firm, slender shape would make any man's heart flutter. The well-fitting dress perfectly showcased the girl's figure, making her appear graceful and elegant, like a fairy gliding on water.

This girl was none other than Zhou Menglong's younger sister, Zhou Tingting, the only daughter of the Zhou family. Compared to Zhang Meng'er, Zhou Tingting appeared more charming and alluring, with a touch of girlish cuteness and capriciousness, while Zhang Menglong exuded youth and vitality. They were evenly matched, each with her own strengths; neither could be said to have surpassed the other in beauty, only that they were vying for attention.

Xue Qing smiled slightly, affectionately pulling Zhou Tingting over to sit beside her. "Ting'er, you're not bad either. Our Zhou family bloodline is naturally better than others. I only mentioned your brother, not you, because you're even more outstanding than him; there's no need for me to say anything more."

Hearing Xue Qing's words, Zhou Tingting nodded in satisfaction and picked up a cornbread to eat.

Taking a sip of milk, Zhou Dawei looked at Zhou Menglong. "Menglong, how's it going? You've been working for a month now. Are you getting used to it?" Zhou Menglong

nodded, but before he could say anything, Zhou Tingting couldn't help but chime in, "Used? Of course I'm used to it! A staff member in the municipal government, with over thirty people in the unit, half of them are women, and all of them are beautiful women. Do you think my brother wouldn't be used to it?"

As she spoke, Zhou Tingting gave Zhou Menglong a defiant look.

"Ting'er, why are you talking about your brother like that? He's going to work, not to pick up girls. Whether he's comfortable with his job or not, how could it be related to whether there are pretty girls at his workplace? By the way, Menglong, now that the job issue is resolved, and you're already twenty-one this year, shouldn't you start thinking about your own life?"

Xueqing picked up the conversation, the first part of which was addressed to Zhou Tingting, while the second part was directed at Zhou Menglong.

Hearing Xueqing's words, Zhou Menglong blushed and lowered his head, pretending to eat, without answering her. While Zhou Menglong remained silent, Zhou Tingting couldn't hold back any longer: "Mom, don't worry about that. You know, since my brother started university, he's never lacked beautiful women. Besides, he's so handsome; wherever he goes, he's bound to have beautiful women chasing after him. Do you know that he's only been working at his company for a month, and several of the beautiful women there have already shown interest in him?"

This time, Zhou Menglong couldn't hold back any longer. After glaring fiercely at Zhou Tingting, he said, "Ting'er, even eating can't shut you up! What nonsense are you talking about? There's nothing to it." Looking at Zhou

Menglong, Zhou Tingting playfully stuck out her tongue and buried her head in her food. She still felt a bit intimidated by this older brother, and now that she realized she had touched a nerve with him, she dared not say anything more.

Unintentionally, Zhao Jiayao, while eating breakfast, quickly thought, "Yes, Menglong is so outstanding, he must have no shortage of girls chasing after him. It seems I need to have a good talk with Meng'er, otherwise, Meng'er's wish might be in vain."

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiayao made up her mind that she would have a good talk with Zhang Meng'er after dinner. "

Xueqing, don't put too much pressure on Menglong about this matter. A real man's career should come first. Menglong, don't listen to your mother. Just focus on your work. When you're successful, you won't have to worry about not finding a good wife. But, Menglong, let me tell you something: if you see a woman you like, just go for it. Back then, if I hadn't been bold enough, you probably wouldn't exist." Hearing Zhou Dawei

's words, Xue Qing's pretty face flushed slightly. She glared at Zhou Dawei, but her eyes sparkled with a charm that outweighed her reproach. Seeing Xue Qing's expression, Zhou Dawei couldn't help but laugh heartily with satisfaction.

Zhou Menglong nodded, indicating that he had heard Zhou Dawei's words. After eating a few more bites, Zhou Menglong stood up, picked up his briefcase from the cabinet, turned and walked out the door. He stood at the door for a while, listening to the whispers of the four people inside, then shook his head and strode towards his office. Thinking of the various charming and beautiful white-collar women in his workplace, Zhou Menglong's heart warmed again, and he quickened his pace, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

Qian Nan, one of the "Five Spicy Girls,"

glanced at the large, gilded characters of the Jiangdu City Discipline Inspection Commission on the sign. Zhou Menglong's face broke into a habitual smile. He straightened his neat clothes and strode into the courtyard. Suddenly, a sharp screech of brakes rang out. Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively swerved to the side, turning his head to look behind him. What he saw left him with a bewildered expression. A

black Buick had stopped beside him. As the window rolled down, a stunningly beautiful face came into view. Upon seeing it, Zhou Menglong made an exaggerated expression: "Little sister, thank goodness I don't have a heart condition, otherwise, that last scare would have killed me!" "

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong patted his chest in a mocking manner.

His gesture made the beautiful woman smile, and her smile was like a spring breeze thawing the ice and a hundred flowers blooming. Just as Zhou Menglong was slightly captivated, the girl's silvery voice rang out: 'Menglong, this isn't like you! You know, you'll be a discipline inspection cadre in the future. Those of us in this line of work need strong mental fortitude. If we were all as timid as you, we'd all be out of a job.'

Looking at the beautiful woman's playful smile, Zhou Menglong shrugged: 'Little sister, you never stop talking about your profession! No wonder you're Secretary Qian's daughter; you always start lecturing people. Sigh, little sister, if you keep being so domineering, I'm afraid you won't find a husband in the future.'" "

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong leaned down and stuck his head into the car window. It was still early before work, and Zhou Menglong clearly wanted to take this opportunity to have a good chat with this beautiful woman named Qian Nan. Of course, it wasn't just because Qian Nan was pretty; there were other reasons too.

The Zhou Menglong of today was completely different from his behavior at home. At home, Zhou Menglong was quiet and somewhat reserved, but now he seemed to have reverted to his boyish nature, exuding a lazy charm. This charm, combined with his handsome and sunny face, made him an unconscious focal point for girls.

As soon as he stuck his head into the car window, Zhou Menglong, as if he had discovered something new, exclaimed exaggeratedly again: 'Little sister, I didn't realize you were dressed so revealingly today! Aren't you afraid of exposing yourself?'" "

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong made a lecherous gesture, actually casting his gaze at Qian Nan's legs right in front of her.

It's no wonder Zhou Menglong was so exaggerated; Qian Nan was only wearing a short mini denim skirt today, which only reached about fifty centimeters above her knees. In other words, it barely covered the most important parts of Qian Nan's body, while her pair of fair, jade-like legs were fully exposed. What's even more arousing is that because Qian Nan was sitting, the skirt had ridden up a bit, making the most important parts of her body faintly visible to Zhou Menglong.

Zhou Menglong had no doubt that at this moment, if Qian Nan moved her body even slightly, even the slightest movement, those already..." The skirt, already incredibly short, would definitely ride up another centimeter or two, allowing Zhou Menglong a feast for the eyes. Seeing this alluring scene, Zhou Menglong's expression was exaggerated, but a strange feeling welled up inside him, causing him to secretly swallow.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words and seeing his lustful eyes fixed on her snow-white legs, Qian Nan, out of feminine shyness, almost instinctively brought her legs together and pulled down the hem of her skirt. Despite this action, Qian Nan's words were anything but gentle: "Exposing? What's so revealing about it? These days, every girl dresses like this. It's called avant-garde, it's called showing your best side to others, don't you understand?" "

As she spoke, Qian Nan gave Zhou Menglong a coquettish look.

Although Zhou Menglong had only been in the department for a month, he was well-liked and doing quite well in the workplace. His colleagues treated him with great care, which was unusual in this cold and indifferent society. Among them, a few people showed him special attention, one of whom was Qian Nan. Therefore, Zhou Menglong was quite uninhibited in front of Qian Nan.

So, after hearing Qian Nan's words, Zhou Menglong's gaze became even bolder, and he murmured, "Sigh, sister, why didn't I try to get assigned to your office back then?"

As he spoke, a regretful expression appeared on his face.

Zhou Menglong's abrupt remark startled Qian Nan. Before she could react, she opened her large, watery eyes wide and looked at Zhou Menglong: "Menglong, what do you mean by that? I don't understand what you're talking about." Zhou

Menglong gave a suggestive smile, his eyes lingering on Qian Nan's legs as he murmured, "Little sister, don't you think about it? If I were assigned to your office, and you dressed like this every day, wouldn't I be so lucky? And if I had the chance to bend down to pick something up, and I just happened to turn around, wouldn't I be ecstatic?"

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong exaggeratedly wiped non-existent drool from his mouth.

Qian Nan suddenly understood what Zhou Menglong meant. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Zhou Menglong: "Menglong, I didn't expect that when you first joined the Discipline Inspection Commission, you were so well-behaved, but in less than a month, you've become so glib. It seems I'll have to be careful of you from now on."

Although Qian Nan said this, her smiling face showed no sign of being wary of Zhou Menglong.

Qian Nan's appearance made Zhou Menglong's heart flutter slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he heard another ear-piercing horn blare behind him. Pulling his head back out of the car window, Zhou Menglong's face stiffened slightly, and he quickly straightened up. Qian Nan was chatting enthusiastically with Zhou Menglong, completely unaware of his strange expression. Seeing Zhou Menglong's serious demeanor, Qian Nan couldn't help but chuckle: "Menglong, what's wrong? Why have you suddenly become so serious? Right, this is more like how you were when you first joined the Discipline Inspection Commission." As soon as

Qian Nan finished speaking, a middle-aged woman's voice rang out: "Qian Nan, look at yourself! What kind of behavior is this? It's working hours, and you're chatting with Zhou Menglong here, blocking the way in and out. What kind of behavior is this?"

Although the voice was pleasant, it carried an indescribable air of authority. Hearing this voice, Qian Nan's smile froze on her face. The middle-aged woman speaking to

Secretary Qian Yuxiang

was dressed in a black suit, looking dignified and elegant. Her hair was piled high, revealing her beautiful face to Qian Nan. The woman was of medium height, but her figure was shapely and well-proportioned. The well-fitting black suit accentuated her jade-like skin, adding a touch of mature feminine charm and allure to her dignified appearance.

Below her slender neck, her breasts suddenly rose high. Beneath the black blouse, her full and firm breasts stood proudly, their undulating curves drawing the eye to estimate their size, even under the tight embrace of the black blouse.

Beneath her high, firm breasts, a sudden contraction revealed the woman's slender waist, so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand. As a mature woman, her waist was undoubtedly exquisite. Although bound by a black top, it did not diminish the soft, delicate feel of her waist; its captivating curves accentuated her stunning figure.

Further down, her beautiful legs were tightly encased in the black skirt, as if struggling against its constraints. The black skirt, however, faithfully fulfilled its purpose, clinging tightly to her long, straight legs, showcasing their contours with undeniable tension.

Upon closer inspection, the beautiful woman's features bore a faint resemblance to Qian Nan's; both possessed crescent-shaped eyes and cherry-like lips. However, while Qian Nan's watery eyes held a hint of surprise, the beautiful woman's eyes held a touch of authority. Seeing the woman, Qian Nan recovered from her initial astonishment and said, "Mom."

Zhou Menglong became even more reserved, saying, "Good morning, Secretary Qian."

Secretary Qian hummed in response, which was considered an answer to Zhou Menglong. Seeing Secretary Qian's attitude towards Zhou Menglong, Qian Nan felt somewhat resentful. Qian Nan glanced at her mother with a coquettish look, "Mom, look at you, why are you so serious? Menglong is here because I'm looking for him. Don't upset Menglong like that, or I won't want to talk to you anymore."

Facing the supposedly incorruptible Jiangdu City Party Secretary, probably no one but Qian Nan would dare to speak like this. Hearing Qian Nan's words, Zhou Menglong inwardly knew something was wrong and wanted to stop her, but the words had already poured out of Qian Nan's mouth like a machine gun. Now, even if Zhou Menglong wanted to stop her, it was impossible.

However, Secretary Qian didn't fly into a rage as Zhou Menglong had imagined. Instead, after hearing Qian Nan's words, a rare smile appeared on Secretary Qian's face: "You silly girl, aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself here enough? If you want to brag to Zhou Menglong, you can do it anywhere, but you have to do it here. Really, don't you care about the impact? Alright, alright, hurry up and drive away, don't block the road, others need to come in. I have something to do, I'll be going now."

Seeing Secretary Qian's words, Zhou Menglong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could fully recover, Secretary Qian seemed to remember something, stopped, and turned to look at Zhou Menglong: "Little Zhou, come to my office later, I need to talk to you about something."

As he spoke, Secretary Qian ignored Zhou Menglong, who was nodding repeatedly, and turned to walk towards the office building.

Seeing her mother leave, Qian Nan playfully stuck out her tongue and said to Zhou Menglong, "Menglong, wait for me a moment. I'll park the car, and we'll go to the office together later."

Without waiting for Zhou Menglong's reply, she stepped on the gas and drove off, leaving Zhou Menglong standing there helplessly shrugging, waiting for Qian Nan to return.

A moment later, the sound of high heels rang out, and Qian Nan walked towards Zhou Menglong. Seeing Qian Nan's appearance, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but secretly applaud her. Today, Qian Nan was wearing a loose sweatshirt and a short denim skirt, dressed very simply, but it was precisely this simple attire that made Qian Nan look like a lotus emerging from water, exquisite and charming.

Although the sweatshirt was oversized, Qian Nan's breasts stood out proudly, stretching the sweatshirt out of proportion. This showed just how magnificent Qian Nan must be; she must be the kind of woman that a man couldn't hold in one hand. And now, with the rhythm of Qian Nan's movements, her high, firm breasts were swaying back and forth, truly a dazzling sight.

Below her petite waist was a flat and firm abdomen. Although the loose sweatshirt prevented Zhou Menglong from seeing the full extent of Qian Nan's abdomen, the slight swaying of her waist was just enough to arouse any man's fantasies. Seeing Qian Nan's waist swaying like a water snake, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but swallow hard, thinking to himself, "A vixen."

Her snow-white legs shone with a pure white light under the morning sun. Her skin, as smooth as a freshly peeled egg, made Qian Nan's already long and straight legs look even more alluring. The denim miniskirt that covered the most important part of Qian Nan's body exposed her legs to Zhou Menglong to the maximum extent. From Zhou Menglong's angle, he could even see the muscles on Qian Nan's jade-like legs pulsating with her walking posture.

Youthful yet alluring, with a touch of coquettishness amidst her arrogance, Qian Nan, though not as cute as the girl next door, possessed a unique charm that made her stand out. Seeing her, Zhou Menglong felt his heart suddenly heat up.

While casually glancing at Qian Nan's body, Zhou Menglong thought to himself, "Damn, this Qian Nan is not only stunningly beautiful, but she also seems to have a strong liking for me. I wonder if her feelings are genuine. If they are, then I, Zhou Menglong, am truly blessed. Putting aside everything else, just her pair of jade-like breasts alone are enough for me to enjoy for a long time. What's more, she has a mother who is the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, my direct superior." Thinking of

this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

(Seventh Clerk Sun Li )

Ever since he and his girlfriend played an awkward game in college and experienced the ecstasy of lovemaking, Zhou Menglong had been restless, filled with a desire to conquer beautiful women. Qian Nan was undoubtedly the epitome of beauty, and how could Zhou Menglong, who had tasted the sweetness of meat, possibly let go of this stunning beauty? However, firstly, Zhou Menglong knew that these things couldn't be rushed, otherwise it would backfire. Secondly, Qian Nan's mother was his boss, and if he didn't handle things properly, he would face difficulties in the future. It was for these reasons that Zhou Menglong hadn't made a move on Qian Nan, only occasionally teasing her unintentionally.

However, what Zhou Menglong didn't expect was that his posture perfectly catered to Qian Nan's psychology, making his image increasingly imposing in her mind and gradually securing him a place in her heart. Otherwise, if it had been someone else staring at Qian Nan's thighs so brazenly through the car window, she would have already erupted in fury. Seeing

Zhou Menglong watching her intently as she walked towards him, his eyes constantly fixed on her private parts, Qian Nan couldn't help but feel a strange sensation. Of course, this sensation didn't carry any annoyance; it was only the shy yet sweet feeling that comes from being admired by one's beloved.

"Menglong, let's go in, it's almost time for work."

As she spoke, Qian Nan led the way into the office building, with Zhou Menglong following behind. Casually glancing down, Zhou Menglong saw Qian Nan's full, elastic breasts, tightly encased in her denim miniskirt, swaying not far in front of him. The rhythmic movement, the exuberant youthful energy, the bouncy motion—all of it sent a shiver down Zhou Menglong's spine. If it weren't for the fact that Qian Nan was Secretary Qian's daughter, and that it was during work hours, Zhou Menglong would have certainly enjoyed the thrill of seeing her breasts. Now, however, he could only sigh in vain.

Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan walked into the office building, chatting and laughing. They quickly arrived at Qian Nan's office. After saying goodbye, Zhou Menglong went to his own office. As soon as he entered, a soft voice rang out: "Menglong, you and Qian Nan seemed quite intimate just now. I never expected that Qian Nan, who is always so arrogant, would treat you so well."

The speaker had shoulder-length hair that flowed gracefully. Beneath her bangs, which reached her eyebrows, were a pair of large, expressive eyes. However, at this moment, those eyes held a hint of melancholy and reproach, giving her a more wistful air. Her delicate nose, sensual lips, and refined features combined to create an indescribable sense of tranquility and purity.

The well-fitting white suit perfectly showcased her near-perfect figure. Her high, full breasts displayed her pride as a woman, while her slender waist added a touch of endearing vulnerability. Her fair legs, exposed outside the white suit skirt, were tightly wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, appearing as smooth as silk, which aroused the imagination in those who saw them.

In terms of looks, this woman was no less beautiful than Qian Nan. What was even more remarkable was the delicate, refined charm she exuded, which made her even more endearing than Qian Nan. Seeing her, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile: "Sister Sun, what's wrong? Are you jealous seeing Qian Nan with me? If so, I won't be with her anymore, to avoid the office always being filled with sour smells." The Sister Sun that Zhou Menglong was referring to was

named Sun Li. Although she was only twenty-seven years old, she had already worked at the Jiangdu City Discipline Inspection Commission for six years, making her a veteran of the Commission. Sun Li had just gotten married last year, but because her husband was often away on business trips, her life was quite boring. It wasn't until Zhou Menglong appeared that Sun Li's face showed a bit more of a smile. In the Discipline Inspection Commission, Sun Li was one of the few beautiful women who cared deeply about Zhou Menglong, which was why Zhou Menglong dared to speak to her like this.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's almost teasing words, Sun Li's delicate face inexplicably flushed red. But then, she couldn't help but scoff softly, "Menglong, look at you, you can't say anything nice. You should know that I'm a married woman. Even if you were with a hundred young girls, I wouldn't be jealous."

As she spoke, Sun Li walked somewhat flusteredly towards her desk.

Seeing the fleeting panic in Sun Li's eyes, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. In this situation, Zhou Menglong followed closely behind Sun Li, still grinning, and said, "Sister Sun, look at what you're saying. I can be described as handsome and talented. As a married woman, you naturally wouldn't be interested in me. But what if your husband treats you badly, doesn't care enough about you? Would you be jealous if you saw me with other young women?"

Zhou Menglong's words were meant as a joke, but unexpectedly, Sun Li's shoulders suddenly trembled, and she froze. After a long while, Sun Li slowly turned around. But the resentment in her eyes was gone, replaced by icy coldness: "Menglong, although we are good colleagues, please don't make such irresponsible remarks again."

With that, Sun Li gave Zhou Menglong, whose smile had frozen on his face, a cold glance, returned to her seat, and expressionlessly picked up a document to read. Zhou Menglong clearly hadn't expected his unintentional joke to elicit such a strong reaction from Sun Li. He wanted to say something more to ease the tension, but seeing Sun Li's expressionless face, he abandoned the idea.

Somewhat bored, Zhou Menglong walked to his seat and looked at Sun Li, who was looking at documents. He smiled inwardly, thinking, "Why was Sister Sun so grumpy just now? Did I guess something she was thinking? But how could that be? Sister Sun is so cute, like a girl next door. What man would want to let her go after getting her? If it's really as I said, Sister Sun's husband is really taking his good fortune for granted."

Looking at Sun Li sitting there, with her icy beauty, at the way her full and elastic breasts were slightly deformed as they pressed against the edge of the desk, at her firm and rounded legs tightly wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, Zhou Menglong laughed. Based on Sun Li's looks and figure, Zhou Menglong knew he was worrying unnecessarily, so he laughed to himself.

With a slender, jade-like finger , Zhou Menglong

said, "Menglong, get ready. We're going to Changyang District today. Someone reported that Director Wu of the Changyang District Committee is involved in embezzlement, and we need to verify it."

Just as Zhou Menglong was lost in thought, a voice rang out. With the voice, a middle-aged woman walked into the office, threw her briefcase on the table, picked up a water glass, and went to the water dispenser to pour herself some water.

Hearing this voice, Zhou Menglong stood up: "Yes, Director, I'll go prepare it right away."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong quickly moved his body, getting ahead of the middle-aged woman and stopping her. After taking her water cup, he said to her, "Director, you've just arrived, take a rest first. I'll get you some water."

The middle-aged woman nodded in satisfaction, turned around and returned to her seat, but didn't sit down. Instead, she stood there, smiling as she watched Zhou Menglong pour the water and bring it to her. Zhou Menglong handed the water to the middle-aged woman, who took the cup: "Menglong, I really didn't expect that you, fresh out of university, already possess qualities that many people who have been engaged in public service for years don't have. You are truly a promising young man. Keep up the good work, Menglong. I think this place will belong to you young people in the future."

Zhou Menglong stood ramrod straight: "Director, what are you saying? I just graduated from school and don't know anything. I learned all this from you all. If it weren't for your tireless guidance, I might still be a greenhorn. So, Director, please don't be so harsh on me. If you keep pushing me, I feel like my tail is about to fly to the sky."

The director nodded: "Good, Menglong, you not only don't have the spoiled attitude of young people, but you are also hardworking and observant. Not bad, really not bad. I'll say it again: the future of this place belongs to you young people, while I'm getting old. When that day comes, Menglong, don't forget what you said today, don't forget your director."

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly: "Director, look at what you're saying..." "You're only in your early forties? You're considered old? Look at your figure, look at your skin. If I said you were only twenty-eight, people would definitely argue with me."

Hearing Zhou Menglong say this, the director's face became a little unnatural. Zhou Menglong seemed confident and continued, "Look, Director, you look like you're only twenty-five or twenty-six, but I'm going to say you're twenty-eight. Do you think people will argue with me then?"

Zhou Menglong's words made the director, who had just picked up his cup, choke and spit out a mouthful of water, all of which landed on Zhou Menglong. Sun Li, who had been looking at the documents with an icy expression, couldn't help but smile. After Zhou Menglong's antics, the displeasure Sun Li had felt because of Zhou Menglong's words seemed to have faded away considerably.

The director put down his cup, exclaimed "Ouch!" and took out tissues from his bag to help Zhou Menglong wipe his clothes. As he wiped, the director said, "Menglong, I never expected you to be so eloquent. You can make someone laugh with just one sentence, and jump with another. You've made me laugh and jump, so naturally I

'm in a great mood. I think this is a good start, indicating that our mission today will be successfully completed." Zhou Menglong hadn't expected the director to condescend to wipe his clothes, and he was momentarily at a loss. But because the director meant well, Zhou Menglong could only stand there motionless. Just then, Zhou Menglong suddenly smelled a faint, pleasant fragrance emanating from the director, which entered his nose and made his heart flutter slightly.

To be honest, while Zhou Menglong's words contained a hint of flattery, a large part of them were true. The director's name was Liu Yumei, and she was forty-two years old. However, Liu Yumei's skin was as smooth and delicate as a woman in her early twenties, showing no signs of aging. Moreover, unlike most women in their forties, Liu Yumei hadn't gained weight; she was still slim where she should be, and curvy where she should be. Furthermore, her age gave her a unique charm characteristic of mature women.

In Zhou Menglong's office, there were only Liu Yumei, Sun Li, and Zhou Menglong. Liu Yumei's beauty was no less than Sun Li's, so Zhou Menglong's environment was naturally exceptionally sensual. What was even more remarkable was that these two beautiful women, one young and one mature, one innocent and one alluring, both showed Zhou Menglong great care. Therefore, Zhou Menglong was naturally reluctant to leave, which was why he looked forward to going to work every day.

Right now, Liu Yumei's slender fingers were holding a tissue and wiping Zhou Menglong's chest. However, due to the hot weather and Zhou Menglong's thin clothing, the tissue had been crumpled into a ball after a few wipes by Liu Yumei. Therefore, Liu Yumei's fingers inevitably came into contact with Zhou Menglong's body through his clothes. At first, Zhou Menglong didn't think anything of it, but as he smelled the unique fragrance of a mature and beautiful woman emanating from Liu Yumei, he began to feel uneasy.

Even through the layer of clothing, Zhou Menglong could still feel how soft and warm Liu Yumei's slender fingers were. What was even more irresistible was that Liu Yumei was rubbing his chest, and the stimulating sensation made Zhou Menglong's heart race. He inhaled the delicate fragrance emanating from Liu Yumei, felt the contact between her slender fingers and his body, and enjoyed the warm breath that pattered against his chest. Zhou Menglong felt as if he had fallen into paradise.

"Although the director is over forty, she is still a beautiful woman, retaining her charm. Moreover, she possesses a more alluring and captivating charm than those inexperienced young girls. If one day I could be with such a beautiful woman, wouldn't that be paradise for me, Zhou Menglong?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong could no longer suppress his desire. His eyes, while Liu Yumei was rubbing him, secretly slipped towards Liu Yumei's chest.

Today, Liu Yumei was wearing a yellow shirt, the tight fabric clinging tightly to her full and firm breasts. From Zhou Menglong's vantage point, due to the angle, his eyes could only see Liu Yumei's full breasts, which were deeply alluring to him; nothing else could be seen. "Round , perky, full, and elastic," was

Zhou

Menglong's first impression upon seeing Liu Yumei's breasts, tightly encased in her shirt. Like Liu Yumei's figure, she was a woman in her forties, but her breasts showed no signs of sagging. Moreover, they possessed a maturity and allure that surpassed that of young girls, lacking only youthful naiveté; they could truly be called the epitome of beauty.

Looking at Liu Yumei's round, plump breasts and smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her body, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt his nose getting hot, and a certain part of his body gradually reacted. Deep down, Zhou Menglong had a particular fondness for this kind of beautiful woman who exuded a mature and charming aura, and this fondness made his heart pound.

Liu Yumei suddenly sensed something was amiss. In that moment, she instinctively looked up and saw Zhou Menglong's eyes burning with desire as he stared at her chest, his breathing becoming rapid. Seeing this, Liu Yumei giggled, "Menglong, what are you looking at?"

Zhou Menglong was pondering what it would feel like to hold the mature beauty Liu Yumei's breasts in his hands when he was caught off guard by her sudden voice. Looking up, he saw Liu Yumei's alluring eyes gleaming as she looked at him, and he realized she had seen everything he had just done. Thinking about this, Zhou Menglong blushed deeply.

"Director, Director, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I lost my composure a little."

Zhou Menglong didn't know what to do and finally managed to say these words after a long while, his face flushed. At this moment, Sun Li, who had been sitting there coldly looking at the documents, seemed to sense something was amiss. She looked up at Liu Yumei and Zhou Menglong, clearly wanting to see what had happened between the two.

Liu Yumei chuckled again: "Menglong, look at you, it's nothing serious. I've been through this before, I can understand the mentality of you young people."

Hearing Liu Yumei say that she didn't blame him, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Liu Yumei, seemingly trying to discern whether she was telling the truth from her expression. But upon closer inspection, Zhou Menglong saw a shimmering light in Liu Yumei's watery eyes, which possessed an indescribable charm, but without a trace of blame. Of course, because Liu Yumei was standing with her back to Sun Li, Sun Li couldn't see the expression in her eyes.

Seeing the mature woman Liu Yumei, Zhou Menglong's heart fluttered slightly, but because Sun Li was watching them, he suppressed his desire and became restrained. After saying that, Liu Yumei continued, "Menglong, you should get ready. We'll be leaving soon. The secretary is waiting for our results on that case."

Hearing Liu Yumei mention Secretary Qian, Zhou Menglong suddenly remembered what Secretary Qian had told him. In this situation, Zhou Menglong smiled sheepishly, "Director, I'll go down to Yuncheng to prepare now, but the Secretary just said she wants me to go see her. I think I'll be a little late."

Hearing Zhou Menglong say that Secretary Qian wanted to see him, Sun Li's expression became somewhat unnatural, and a hint of surprise appeared on Liu Yumei's pretty face, but she didn't say anything, only smiling slightly, "It's alright, if the Secretary wants to see you, it must be something important. You should go quickly. I'll wait for you. Just call me when you're ready."

Walking down the corridor, Zhou Menglong's mind was filled with the words Liu Yumei had just spoken to him. As he spoke, his eyes shimmered with a strange light. "What does Director Liu mean by this? Most women would be furious if they saw me like that, but Director Liu isn't. Instead, she looks at me with that kind of gaze. What does she mean? Could it be that she's taken a liking to me?"

Thinking of this, and combined with the unusual look in Liu Yumei's eyes, Zhou Menglong became almost certain of his guess. Thinking of Liu Yumei's mature and alluring figure, Zhou Menglong made up his mind to find a suitable opportunity to test Liu Yumei's feelings and see what her true intentions were towards him. Perhaps he could even experience the allure of a mature beauty's body.

The thought of perhaps pinning Liu Yumei down, turning her from a leader into his plaything, gave Zhou Menglong a strange thrill, and this only strengthened his resolve.

Soon, Zhou Menglong arrived at Secretary Qian's office door. He knocked, and Secretary Qian, who was bent over her desk reading something, looked up. Seeing Zhou Menglong standing at the door, a smile appeared on her delicate face: "Menglong, come in, come in, come in quickly, I've been waiting for you."

Zhou Menglong nodded and walked into Secretary Qian's office. Secretary Qian was sitting upright behind her desk, wearing glasses at some point, which made her look even more refined and handsome. Seeing Secretary Qian's friendly smile, the slight tension he had felt immediately disappeared. After reaching Secretary Qian's office, he stood in front of the desk, looking ready to listen attentively.

"Little Zhou, how old are you this year?"

Secretary Qian looked at Zhou Menglong, his large, watery eyes scrutinizing him from behind his glasses as if he were seeing him for the first time. Zhou Menglong stood there, feeling a little uncomfortable under Secretary Qian's gaze, but since Secretary Qian had spoken, he couldn't not answer. So, although he didn't know what Secretary Qian meant by asking this question, he still whispered, "Secretary, I'm twenty-one this year."

"Hmm, twenty-one, bachelor's degree, father is the president of Sihai Group, mother is unemployed, and you have a younger sister who is the public relations manager of Sihai Group. Menglong, is that your basic information?"

Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback, not expecting Secretary Qian to know so much about him. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong looked at Secretary Qian with a puzzled expression, but still nodded.

"Xiao Zhou, you're twenty-one. So, do you have a girlfriend, or rather, someone you're interested in?"

Seeing Zhou Menglong's affirmation, Secretary Qian pressed on, asking him this question with obvious nervousness, as if eagerly awaiting his answer. Seeing Secretary Qian's

expression

, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat: "Secretary Qian is asking me such irrelevant questions, and so clearly at that. What does she mean? Could it be that she, like Director Liu, has taken a liking to me? You know, in this Discipline Inspection Commission, I'm the youngest and most handsome. And she, a mature woman, though in a high position, is in her prime and inevitably prone to romantic thoughts. If that's the case, wouldn't it be like a windfall falling right onto my head?"

Thinking this, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of excitement.

Looking at Secretary Qian's handsome face, which possessed the unique charm of a mature woman, Zhou Menglong said, "Secretary, I just graduated this year. While in school, I was so focused on my studies that I didn't have a girlfriend, and I didn't even have many boyfriends."

Zhou Menglong's words were clearly telling Secretary Qian that he didn't have a girlfriend, but this was a fabricated story, and only Zhou Menglong himself knew the truth. In any case, Secretary Qian was unlikely to go to his university in the far north to investigate and verify it.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Secretary Qian nodded in satisfaction: "Menglong, not bad. You know to prioritize your studies. No wonder you entered the Discipline Inspection Commission at such a young age, ranking first in the civil service exam. By the way, Menglong, there's something I need to tell you today. Next week, I'm going to Shanghai for a meeting, and I don't want to bring any people with me. I think you should come with me. Firstly, you can take care of my needs, and secondly, Shanghai is an international metropolis. Exchanging ideas with your colleagues there will greatly help improve your skills." Zhou Menglong clearly hadn't expected that Secretary Qian had called him back for this matter .

Secretary Qian's words also indirectly confirmed Zhou Menglong's suspicions: Secretary Qian had feelings for him. Otherwise, why would she have taken him to Shanghai instead of anyone else? The thought of spending every day with this mature and charming woman in Shanghai—firstly, to build a good relationship, and secondly, perhaps even something would happen between him and his boss—made Zhou Menglong quite excited.

"What's wrong, Menglong? Is there a problem?"

Secretary Qian asked, noticing Zhou Menglong's hesitation. Little did she know, Zhou Menglong was so eager to go to Shanghai with her and preoccupied with figuring out how to get closer to this beautiful secretary that he was lost in thought, which was why he hadn't answered her.

"No, no, no, Secretary, you think so highly of me and have given me such a great opportunity to grow. I'm overjoyed, how could I not want to go?"

Hearing Secretary Qian ask him this, Zhou Menglong seemed to wake from a dream and quickly voiced his thoughts. Sure enough, upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Secretary Qian's smile deepened.

Leaving Secretary Qian's office, Zhou Menglong bit his finger in disbelief. A sharp pain told him he wasn't daydreaming. He excitedly snapped his fingers: "I never thought such a windfall would actually happen! I, Zhou Menglong, really have this day! I never imagined that Secretary Qian, who usually seems so aloof and unapproachable, would be so fond of me. If something really happens between us during this trip to Shanghai, then I'll have everything I want here!"

"But then again, Secretary Qian's skin is so delicate and tender, it's really too tempting. Putting aside everything else, just her eyes, which seem to speak volumes when she smiles, can make one lose their mind. If I were to let such a beautiful woman slip through my fingers, I would regret it for the rest of my life. It seems I need to plan carefully these next few days, figuring out how to get closer to Secretary Qian. Even if I can't taste her mature and alluring body, at least I should make sure she remembers me forever."

While arranging the things Liu Yumei had instructed him to do, Zhou Menglong secretly planned in his mind. He even imagined Secretary Qian, under his deliberate manipulation, gently undressing and falling into his arms, while his large hands roamed freely over her full and mature body, enjoying the ripe flesh of his superior.

Although Zhou Menglong had a particular fondness for mature women, he was also quite capable. In a short while, he had prepared everything for Director Liu's upcoming trip. After finishing, Zhou Menglong called Liu Yumei, and the two got into the car and headed towards Changyang District. Zhou Menglong wanted to find an opportunity to explain what had happened in the office that morning to Liu Yumei, hoping to gauge her feelings. However, since there was a driver in the car, he could only keep his thoughts to himself.

Liu Yumei, for some reason, sat silently in the back seat, seemingly lost in thought. Zhou Menglong, sitting in the front, could see in the rearview mirror that although Liu Yumei didn't speak, her beautiful eyes would frequently glance at him, her large, watery eyes containing a hint of hesitation mixed with a burning desire.

The journey was uneventful. Changyang District wasn't far from the Jiangdu City government offices. Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the Changyang District Committee building. Five or six people were standing at the entrance, clearly there to greet Liu Yumei.

Zhou Menglong got out of the car and jogged to the back door, bending down to open it. He carefully placed his hand on the roof to prevent Liu Yumei from bumping her head as she got out. Although it was a small gesture, Liu Yumei couldn't help but look at Zhou Menglong approvingly as she got out. Clearly, Zhou Menglong's actions had earned Liu Yumei considerable respect in front of the Changyang District Committee officials.

"Director Liu, I heard you were coming today. Welcome, welcome!"

A middle-aged man stepped forward, shook Liu Yumei's hand, his expression both generous and respectful, appearing very proper. Zhou Menglong recognized him as Liu Xiangyang, the secretary of the Changyang District Committee and director of the District People's Congress. Liu Yumei smiled slightly: "Secretary Liu, you flatter me. You, a full-fledged division-level cadre, have condescended to wait here for a lowly deputy division-level person like me. I am truly flattered."

As she spoke, Liu Yumei withdrew her hand from Liu Xiangyang's. Upon hearing Liu
Yumei's words, Zhou Menglong, the director of the reception office for the National Day holiday ,

couldn't help but chuckle. "I didn't realize Director Liu was so humorous. We're here to investigate Wu Caiguo's problems, and Wu Caiguo is a cadre recently promoted by the Changyang District Committee. With the accountability system for personnel appointments, as the district party secretary, he certainly can't escape responsibility. Of course, that depends on how the investigation concludes. If we don't curry favor with Director Liu now, and instead anger her, and she links Wu Caiguo's embezzlement to Secretary Liu, then Secretary Liu will definitely be in deep trouble."

Despite his amusement, Zhou Menglong paid no attention to Liu Xiangyang and Liu Yumei's casual pleasantries. Following behind them into the office building, Zhou Menglong scanned his entourage, as if searching for someone, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Suddenly, Zhou Menglong's gaze fixed on a woman. She appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wearing a snow-white casual shirt and a knee-length ladylike skirt. Her graceful figure caused Zhou Menglong's heart to skip a beat. The woman was standing at the entrance of the office building. Seeing Liu Yumei and the others approach, a smile appeared on her pretty face as she greeted them.

As she drew closer, Zhou Menglong could see her more clearly. She had a round, pretty face, her smile exuding confidence and gentleness. With willow-leaf eyebrows, cherry-like lips, and a natural blush on her cheeks, she looked incredibly alluring yet incredibly tender. That charming smile instantly captivated Zhou Menglong.

The white shirt accentuated the young woman's full, firm breasts. Although she wasn't the type to be easily encircled by a single hand, the alluring curves and graceful shapes revealed beneath the white shirt offered a unique kind of pleasure. Now, her breasts swayed slightly with her gait, fueling endless fantasies.

This woman was naturally beautiful, yet possessed a gentle and charming demeanor, giving her the air of a girl next door. She inspired an irresistible urge to get closer, while her innate noble air made her stand out from the crowd. Wherever she was, she always drew men's attention to her soft, mature, and alluring body.

Approaching the group, the young woman smiled sweetly: "Secretary Liu, the rooms are ready. Would you like Director Liu and the others to familiarize themselves with the situation first, or perhaps they could rest for a bit?"

Although her words were addressed to Liu Xiangyang, her gaze was fixed on Liu Yumei. Clearly, this gentle and charming woman immediately understood who the main character was today, yet she hadn't embarrassed Secretary Liu. Her actions suggested she was a seasoned veteran of officialdom.

Sure enough, after hearing the young woman's words, Liu Xiangyang turned his gaze to Liu Yumei, his eyes questioning. Clearly, Liu Xiangyang was asking Liu Yumei for her decision. Liu Yumei smiled slightly: "Secretary Liu, you see we're not far from here, so I think we don't need to rest. If you've gathered everyone who knows the situation, then let's begin. Because of time constraints, Xiao Zhou and I will stick to the old rule, one room each. This way, we can understand the situation more quickly. You can send someone to accompany us."

Liu Xiangyang nodded, giving a knowing look. The young woman nodded in understanding and turned to go inside to make arrangements. Zhou Menglong saw that as soon as the young woman turned around, a beautiful back was revealed before him. Her slender waist, easily swayed by a hand, was made even more alluring by the white casual shirt, and her beautiful breasts, tightly wrapped in her ladylike dress, were also fully displayed before Zhou Menglong.

The young woman's breasts weren't particularly large, but they were exquisitely defined. Encased in her elegant dress, they appeared incredibly shapely, the two mounds of flesh stretching high and supporting the dress, looking both elastic and full. Now, those two mounds swayed from side to side with the woman's walk, displaying a myriad of allure that drew Zhou Menglong's gaze.

After entering the office building, Liu Yumei followed Liu Xiangyang to the second floor, while another staff member guided Zhou Menglong to an office on the first floor. Zhou Menglong knew that a cadre of Liu Yumei's rank, who was there to cause trouble, would only be accompanied by the Party Secretary. He was just an ordinary clerk, so the person accompanying him wouldn't be of high rank, and he didn't mind. Once in the office, he sat down leisurely, sipping tea, waiting for the staff to arrange for someone to come in for the investigation.

A moment later, the sound of high heels rang out, growing closer and closer, before finally entering the office. Hearing the footsteps, Zhou Menglong instinctively turned around. Upon seeing who it was, his heart leaped with joy: "Sister Shen, hello!" The

woman who entered was none other than Shen Mengdie, the charming and gentle woman he had just seen at the entrance, exuding a captivating allure.

Zhou Menglong had visited the Changyang District Committee a few times for work, but few had left a lasting impression. Shen Mengdie was undoubtedly one of them. Upon first seeing her, he was utterly captivated, and a delicate, gentle image of a young woman had taken root in his mind. This time, upon arriving at the Changyang District Committee, his gaze searched the area, hoping to catch a glimpse of Shen Mengdie.

Zhou Mengdie originally thought that, given Shen Mengdie's position as the director of the reception office, it would be impossible for her to be alone with her. Shen Mengdie was considered the most beautiful woman in the Changyang District Committee, and because of her special position as the director of the reception office, she received only prominent and high-ranking people. It would be good enough if someone like Zhou Menglong could even catch her eye and exchange a few words with her.

It was precisely because Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie hadn't had much contact, and because Shen Mengdie possessed a charming, demure, and mature beauty, that Zhou Menglong felt a strong urge to get closer to her. Today, however, he had the opportunity, under the guise of investigating Wu Caiguo's case, to have such intimate contact with this beautiful woman he admired. How could

Zhou Menglong not be overjoyed?

Following Shen Mengdie into the office, a faint, unique fragrance of a young woman, mixed with a hint of milky scent, emanated from her. Soon, the entire office was filled with this captivating aroma. Looking at Shen Mengdie's shapely figure and smelling the arousing fragrance, Zhou Menglong became somewhat excited, rubbing his hands together excitedly. However, he didn't know what to say, only looking at Shen Mengdie. Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Shen Mengdie smiled slightly: "Zhou Menglong, we meet again." "Long time no see! I didn't expect you to have become even more handsome and mature."

If any other woman had said this, it would have carried a hint of flirtation. But coming from Shen Mengdie, it didn't evoke any such feeling in Zhou Menglong. Instead, it felt like Shen Mengdie's words were perfectly natural. What young man doesn't like to be praised, especially by the woman he admired? Hearing Shen Mengdie say this, Zhou Menglong felt as if he had eaten an ice cube on a sweltering summer day—a feeling of pure bliss that made every pore on his body open up.

"Sister Shen, you're the same! Look at you, you've become even more beautiful. It seems you two are living a very comfortable life."

Zhou Menglong, emboldened by some unknown source, blurted out these words. Of course, these words, coupled with the unusual look in Zhou Menglong's eyes, created a slightly ambiguous atmosphere for Shen Mengdie.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Shen Mengdie's delicate face flushed slightly. However, the clever girl didn't continue the conversation. Instead, she reached out and handed Zhou Menglong a paper bag. Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback, but immediately understood: "Sister Shen, look, we're here to investigate a case. This isn't appropriate." Shen

Mengdie smiled slightly, pulled Zhou Menglong's hand, and forcefully stuffed the paper bag into his hand, giving him a sidelong glance: "Little Zhou, this isn't right. You're from a higher authority, here to inspect and guide our work. How can we let you leave empty-handed? Take it, Director Liu has a copy too."

Hearing this, Zhou Menglong understood and took the paper bag from Shen Mengdie.

After taking the paper bag, Zhou Menglong realized that Shen Mengdie's slender hand was still holding his. The soft, delicate feel emanating from Shen Mengdie's hand made Zhou Menglong's heart skip a beat. Just then, Shen Mengdie saw that Zhou Menglong had accepted the paper bag and breathed a slight sigh of relief, about to withdraw her hand. Zhou Menglong also sensed Shen Mengdie's action and felt a pang of disappointment. He didn't know where the courage came from, but he couldn't help but extend a finger and gently tickle Shen Mengdie's palm.

If Zhou Menglong's words earlier had a hint of flirtation but weren't explicit, Shen Mengdie could accept it. But Zhou Menglong's action was undoubtedly blatant provocation. After sensing Zhou Menglong's action, a cold glint suddenly flashed in Shen Mengdie's beautiful, watery eyes, but this glint was fleeting, and Zhou Menglong was so engrossed in the alluring sensation that he didn't notice it for a moment.

Seeing Shen Mengdie casually withdraw her hand, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a slight smile. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Shen Mengdie's voice: "Little Zhou, are you ready? If you are, then let's begin."

Hearing the unassailable authority in Shen Mengdie's words, Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback, unable to say anything more. He simply looked at Shen Mengdie's pretty face and nodded.

Shen Mengdie turned around and called out into the corridor, "Little Wang, please ask Deputy Director Zhao to come over."

A voice responded, and footsteps sounded, gradually fading away. Clearly, someone was being summoned. Zhou Menglong knew it would take some time before someone arrived. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong wanted to say something to get closer to this beautiful woman he admired, a woman brimming with the charm of a young married woman.

However, when Zhou Menglong saw Shen Mengdie's cold expression, he immediately lost all interest. Shen Mengdie walked to the chair and plopped down, seemingly not wanting to pay any attention to Zhou Menglong. For a moment, the atmosphere in the small office became somewhat oppressive. If it weren't for the faint scent of Shen Mengdie's body fragrance mixed with the aroma of milk in the air, Zhou Menglong might have already left because of the oppressive atmosphere. Bored out

of his mind, Zhou Menglong also sat down next to Shen Mengdie. After putting the paper bag into his briefcase, he took out his notebook and pen and made his final preparations. The small office was simply furnished, with only a small round conference table. Since Zhou Menglong was the one asking the question, he naturally sat next to Shen Mengdie. While taking things out, Zhou Menglong glanced at Shen Mengdie out of the corner of his eye, admiring her breasts under her white casual shirt.

From Zhou Menglong's vantage point, he could see the entirety of Shen Mengdie's breasts. Although he had been in contact with Shen Mengdie several times, this was the first time he had admired her breasts so closely. Looking at those rounded mounds, a hint of desire flickered in Zhou Menglong's eyes. Of course, he deliberately concealed this desire, lest Shen Mengdie discover that he was secretly observing her, the consequences could be dangerous.

Smelling the faint, alluring fragrance emanating from Shen Mengdie, and admiring her breasts tightly encased in her blouse, although the atmosphere remained somewhat subdued, Zhou Menglong's heart gradually began to flutter. At this moment, Zhou Menglong no longer felt bored; instead, time seemed to fly by, because he could never get enough of admiring those exquisitely beautiful breasts.

Suddenly, Zhou Menglong seemed to notice something, his heart skipped a beat, and his eyes, lingering on Shen Mengdie's breasts, couldn't look away. He saw that at the highest point where her breasts stretched her shirt, an unknown liquid was slowly seeping out, gradually wetting the white shirt.

The wet area slowly became transparent, making the patterns on the undergarments that tightly accentuated Shen Mengdie's breasts clearly visible to Zhou Menglong. Although he didn't know what had caused this, looking at the patterns imprinted on the white shirt, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt a dryness in his throat. As more and more of the unknown liquid seeped from the top of Shen

Mengdie

's Jade Maiden Peak, Zhou Menglong saw that the wet stains on her white shirt were slowly expanding, and the patterns on the undergarments that tightly wrapped around Shen Mengdie's Jade Maiden Peak were becoming more and more obvious. At this moment, Zhou Menglong finally saw clearly that Shen Mengdie was wearing a pink bra with floral lace trim. Seeing this erotic scene, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt a little short of breath, and his heart seemed unable to withstand such stimulation, beating at least twice as fast as usual.

Shen Mengdie, completely unaware of her indecent exposure, was idly tapping the table with her slender fingers, her eyes fixed intently on the empty surface, as if something were drawing her in. Shen Mengdie had initially been attracted to the handsome and well-mannered Zhou Menglong, but she hadn't expected him to take liberties with her upon their first meeting. Having never been violated by any man other than her husband, Shen Mengdie felt humiliated, and any remaining goodwill she had for Zhou Menglong vanished, replaced by utter contempt. Her

actions were simply an attempt to prevent Zhou Menglong from taking advantage of her again. However, she didn't realize that her current state of arousal had inadvertently revealed some of her secrets to Zhou Menglong, who was taking advantage of her distraction to secretly feast on her ample bosom.

As Zhou Menglong watched the patterns on Shen Mengdie's bra, which tightly covered her breasts, gradually become visible as the wetness spread, he wondered what had happened to her. How could she have made such a mistake without realizing it? Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden realization, Zhou Menglong recalled the unique, warm, milky fragrance of a young woman's body that he had initially noticed on Shen Mengdie. He finally understood what the liquid that had soaked Shen Mengdie's bra was. As he thought about this, Zhou Menglong felt a certain part of his body swell and harden.

Unable to suppress his inner impulse any longer, Zhou Menglong spoke up: "Sister Shen, how old is your child? He's still breastfeeding, isn't he?"

Zhou Menglong's sudden words startled Shen Mengdie, but given her maternal instincts, she couldn't refuse to answer: "He's still young, only three months and twelve days old today." Suddenly

, as if realizing something, Shen Mengdie abruptly turned around, her large, beautiful eyes widening as she looked at Zhou Menglong. A hint of suspicion appeared on her delicate face: "Zhou Menglong, are you probing me?"

It was common knowledge in the Changyang District Committee that Shen Mengdie had a child, but Zhou Menglong couldn't possibly know. Considering the fact that Zhou Menglong had immediately started flirting with her upon meeting her, Shen Mengdie, with preconceived notions, posed this question to him.

Zhou Menglong gave a wry smile: "Sister Shen, I didn't expect you to think I'm such a bad person. Although I have feelings for you and enjoy being with you, I wouldn't be so bored as to pry into your privacy, would I?"

Zhou Menglong's wry smile didn't dispel Shen Mengdie's suspicions. Hearing this, Shen Mengdie rolled her eyes at him: "Zhou Menglong, how did you know I have a child, and that the child is still young?"

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly. He had only said that to pique Shen Mengdie's curiosity and tease her a little, as a form of revenge. She had just been ignored, so when Shen Mengdie asked this question, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile ambiguously: "Sister Shen, look at yourself down there, and you'll know why I know you have a child, and a young one at that."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong glanced at Shen Mengdie's shirt. Hearing this, Shen Mengdie subconsciously looked at her chest, and upon seeing it, she finally understood why Zhou Menglong had said that. Seeing the increasingly large wet stains on her white shirt, Shen Mengdie panicked. She quickly

stood up, propping up her shirt, and said with a mixture of shame and anxiety, "How could this be? I know I might leak milk, but I even wore a thick bra today. How could the milk have leaked outside the bra? What am I going to do? It's so embarrassing!"

Thinking of her exposed breasts, the mature and composed Shen Mengdie was helpless for the first time in front of Zhou Menglong.

"Sister Shen, don't think about it. You're still breastfeeding and have plenty of milk, so it leaked out and soaked your clothes. Go and clean yourself up. Luckily, I saw it. If someone else had seen it, it would have been a huge joke."

Zhou Menglong said leisurely, while enjoying Shen Mengdie's panicked expression after discovering the secret of her breasts.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Shen Mengdie nodded as if waking from a dream, and turned to rush towards the door. However, Zhou Menglong stopped her. Seeing Zhou Menglong blocking her way, Shen Mengdie's expression changed: "Zhou Menglong, what are you doing? Move aside and let me handle this. Otherwise, if someone comes in, I'll be so embarrassed."

Zhou Menglong smiled ambiguously: "Sister Shen, don't bite the hand that feeds you. How can you go out like this? Before you even finish dealing with your business, everyone will have already seen everything. Here, take this and hold it in front of your chest. That way, no one will discover your little secret."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong picked up his briefcase and held it in front of Shen Mengdie's chest.

When Shen Mengdie realized her cleavage was exposed, the shy young woman panicked, completely oblivious to the fact that walking out like this would reveal her secret. Only after hearing Zhou Menglong's words did she realize her mistake. She clutched her briefcase tightly to her chest, covering her increasingly large bra under her shirt, and gave Zhou Menglong a grateful smile. (In her flustered state, Shen Mengdie certainly didn't realize that if Zhou Menglong hadn't been peeping at her breasts, he wouldn't have noticed her breast milk wetting her shirt.) Then, like a startled rabbit, Shen

Mengdie frantically ran out of the office.

Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor, and knowing she was in a special situation, Shen Mengdie remained in her office... She had a set of clothes in the office, so after rushing there, Shen Mengdie slammed the door shut. Leaning against it for a long while, she finally came to her senses and instinctively looked down at her chest. Upon seeing this, two blushes rose on her delicate face, and her heart pounded. Her shy and charming appearance was truly pitiful.

It turned out that in that short time, the milk seeping from the tips of Shen Mengdie's breasts had soaked her entire chest. Not only was the bra tightly encasing her full and perky breasts clearly visible, but even the small protrusions at the tips of her breasts were faintly visible beneath the bra. Those shy protrusions, as if knowing their owner was watching them, had become increasingly prominent.

"Oh my god, what's going on? How could something so embarrassing happen to me? This has happened before, but I've never had an erection or felt this itchy before. Why is this happening today?"

Shen Mengdie stared at her chest, flustered, and asked herself this question, biting her sexy lips slightly.

"But it seems that Zhou Menglong is quite thoughtful. He even reminded me in that situation to avoid making me look bad. Oh, right, how did he know my chest was wet?"

Gradually calming down, Shen Mengdie suddenly realized the key to the matter and was at a loss for words. There was only one possibility that he would remind her: Zhou Menglong had just carefully examined her chest.

The thought that she had been stared at for so long by a young man without her knowledge, and that he had seen her embarrassing side, stirred a strange feeling in Shen Mengdie's heart. On one hand, Shen Mengdie vaguely felt that Zhou Menglong's behavior was rather rude, while on the other hand, the strange stimulation of being spied on was stimulating Shen Mengdie's heart, making her feel as if a warm current was spreading from her pair of full and elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped by her top, making her whole body feel a little itchy.

"My genitals are erect and itchy. Is it because subconsciously I sensed Zhou Menglong peeking at my breasts, which aroused my excitement and caused this reaction?"

Shen Mengdie vaguely guessed the reason for the changes in her body, and her heart pounded. The thought of being spied on actually made her feel even more excited, which made Shen Mengdie feel a little amused. However, a strange feeling welled up in her heart, making her feel that a certain part of her body was already a little wet.

"Sigh, since giving birth, my husband hasn't touched me for more than four months. Including the months of pregnancy, I haven't been touched by a man for almost ten months. No wonder my body is so sensitive."

Shaking her head slightly, as if trying to expel the annoying feeling from the depths of her heart, Shen Mengdie walked into the office.

Because Shen Mengdie was the director of the reception office of the Heyang District Committee, the committee had specially arranged a private room for her to facilitate her work. It even had its own bathroom. She picked up a water glass from the table, took a large gulp to calm herself, then took a cloth bag from her desk and went into the bathroom.

Leaning on the sink, Shen Mengdie examined herself in the mirror. The mirror reflected a stunningly beautiful young woman with a jade-like face, large, watery eyes that shimmered, thin lips, and a delicate chin—all exuding the allure of a mature woman. Her full, prominent breasts, barely contained by her blouse, rose and fell with her breath, adding to her captivating charm.

The only flaw was that her blouse was visibly wet, making the patterns of her undergarments clearly visible in the mirror. But it was precisely this wetness that made Shen Mengdie appear even more alluring.

Looking at the wet patch on her chest, Shen Mengdie blushed slightly. She reached out and grasped her full breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze. Instantly, the wet patch widened. Seeing herself like this, a vengeful pleasure gleamed in Shen Mengdie's large, watery eyes. She gradually increased the pressure, causing her full, elastic breasts, tightly encased in her blouse, to change shape.

Watching her breasts shift, Shen Mengdie chuckled, "See if you can be honest, making me look so foolish in front of others. See how I deal with you!"

As the pressure increased, the vengeful look in Shen Mengdie's eyes became more pronounced. But gradually, the vengeful look faded, replaced by an indescribable gaze.

As Shen Mengdie felt the pressure from her hands increasing, a tingling sensation spread from her sensitive areas, making her whole body tingle. The moisture from a certain part of her body had slowly soaked her undergarments. This inexplicable feeling made every pore on her body feel happily open.

Feeling the changes in her body, Shen Mengdie couldn't take it anymore. In this state, she weakly lowered her hands and picked up the cloth bag she had brought with her. Taking out its contents, she shook it and found a bra and a pair of underwear. Pink was Shen Mengdie's favorite color, and the color of the underwear in her hand was naturally that alluring pink.

Both outfits were lace-trimmed, but the short, revealing one was even more exaggerated, completely openwork all around, with only a small patch of fabric the size of a palm in the middle. However, it was so sparse that it was almost as open as the fabric itself. Wearing such an outfit, without exaggeration, would not only make a woman's breasts appear fuller, but some hair would inevitably peek out from the openwork. If Shen Mengdie wore such an outfit, combined with her near-perfect figure and the alluring charm of a young woman, any man who saw her would surely have a nosebleed. Looking at the intimate clothing that could ignite any man's passion,

Shen Mengdie, the head of the reception office,

couldn't help but show a hint of resentment on her delicate face. "Dazhi, Dazhi, you're completely indifferent to such a good wife. I'm truly amazed. Sigh, I never expected your attitude towards me to change so drastically after I gave birth. Before, you would satisfy yourself with me two or three times every night, but now, you ignore me even when I'm wearing such beautiful clothes. Zhou Menglong, on the other hand, has good taste."

Even Shen Mengdie herself didn't know what was wrong with her. At this moment, she suddenly thought of Zhou Menglong, whom she thought she disliked. Thinking of Zhou Menglong and her husband, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but recall the nights she spent with her husband before giving birth, the scenes of her husband thrusting into her, bringing her blissful sensations. She wondered if Zhou Menglong would bring her the same kind of stimulation.

Gradually, Shen Mengdie felt her body heating up, and the tingling sensation in her chest became more pronounced. The fluid that only flows from deep within a woman's body when aroused also flowed out at the opportune moment, wetting her underwear and slowly trickling down her legs, bringing a touch of annoying shyness with each place it touched.

At this moment, Shen Mengdie raised one slender hand and slowly pressed it towards her breasts. The inexplicable restlessness within her made her want to caress herself, to intensify her pleasure. As her slender hand approached her breasts, Shen Mengdie's delicate face became even more alluring, and her large, watery eyes seemed about to overflow with tears.

"No, no, I can't do this. Secretary Liu thinks so highly of me, calling me back during my vacation. Isn't it because he values my abilities and wants to resolve this matter more perfectly? If I do this, how can I face Secretary Liu?"

Thinking of this, Shen Mengdie, though she really wanted to squeeze her breasts to soothe her long-dormant heart, gritted her teeth and lowered her hands.

After taking off her clothes, Shen Mengdie looked at her naked self in the mirror. What an alluring sight she was! Below her swan-like neck, a sudden bulge appeared, so full and soft, so perky, so tempting. The two small protrusions at the tips of her breasts, stimulated by the cold wind, seemed to swell even larger, trembling in the wind.

Her flat stomach was firm and smooth, and you couldn't tell at all that Shen Mengdie was a young woman who had already given birth. Between her tightly closed legs, which were so narrow that you could barely fit a piece of paper inside, there was a mound like a steamed bun, emitting an enticing fragrance. Her soft, dark body hair was playfully dancing, revealing how much the young woman longed for a pair of strong, large hands to caress her.

The person in the mirror was stunningly beautiful, but Shen Mengdie dared not look too long. Her recent actions had taught her that if she saw such alluring scenes again, she might lose control and fall into an endless abyss of passion and desire. So, biting her lip and trembling, Shen Mengdie quickly put on the cadre's undergarments.

Looking at her body, Shen Mengdie breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up her shirt and trousers and put them on. After straightening her clothes and waiting until the blush on her face had completely subsided and there was no longer any sign of impropriety, Shen Mengdie put her clothes into her bag, turned around, and walked out of the office towards Zhou Menglong's office.

"Sister Shen, you're here. Look, I've got the situation pretty much figured out."

Seeing Shen Mengdie enter the office, Zhou Mengdie's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible, ambiguous look, but he concealed it well, and Shen Mengdie didn't notice. Shen Mengdie hadn't realized how restless she was after returning to her office, and Zhou Menglong's heart was far from calm either.

Watching Shen Menglong hurriedly leave, a smug smile crept onto Zhou Menglong's lips. Even a fool could guess that Shen Mengdie had gone to change clothes, and the thought of her loosening her robes and lying there, her beautiful body exposed, made Zhou Menglong's heart itch with desire.

"Sister Shen is so alluring when she's clothed, wouldn't she be even more alluring if she took her clothes off?"

This was Zhou Menglong's first thought. The mere thought of Shen Mengdie's exposed chest made him feel a surge of heat throughout his body. As the saying goes, what you can't have is always the best. Shen Mengdie's coldness towards Zhou Menglong undoubtedly ignited his deepest desire to conquer.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong closed his eyes to rest. Of course, this was a pretense; what he truly wanted was to imagine Shen Mengdie naked. The more he thought about it, the hotter he felt. Eventually, he felt his heart heat up, and the tantalizing sensation made him almost moan inwardly.

Fortunately, the person who knew the situation was soon brought over, and Zhou Menglong snapped out of his reverie. He picked up his notebook and pen and began his investigation in earnest. While asking the informant about Wu Caiguo, Zhou Menglong took notes, all the while hoping that Shen Mengdie would return soon, which would add some excitement to the otherwise tedious investigation.

However, to Zhou Menglong's surprise, Shen Mengdie only returned after he had almost finished questioning the informant. Considering that Shen Mengdie had been gone for so long and had been changing clothes, how could Zhou Menglong's eyes not harbor a hint of ambiguity?

For some reason, seeing Zhou Menglong's friendly smile, Shen Mengdie's heart skipped a beat. To hide her feelings, she simply gave a soft hum in response, then glanced around the office. Seeing that Zhou Menglong was alone, she frowned slightly, turned around, and gave him a curt look: "Zhou Menglong, where did everyone go? Don't tell me you've finished all your work." Zhou

Menglong

smiled, and looking at him, Shen Mengdie suddenly thought his smile was very handsome. Feeling this thought, she felt her face flush, and her body... A tingling sensation returned to the crevice of her body. Zhou Menglong, unaware of Shen Mengdie's thoughts, chuckled and said, "Sister Shen, don't you know what time it is? If you're not finished soon, the people being investigated might complain that our Discipline Inspection Commission is too bureaucratic and inhumane."

Hearing this, Shen Mengdie subconsciously raised her wrist. Upon seeing it, she exclaimed, "Little Zhou, I'm so sorry! I didn't expect it to take so long."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Shen Mengdie's address to Zhou Menglong changed from calling him by his name to "Little Zhou." This seemingly small change in address revealed a subtle shift in Shen Mengdie's feelings.

Thinking about how long she had spent admiring herself in the mirror, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but recall the scene in the bathroom, the strange excitement she had felt when she thought of her husband and Zhou Menglong, and the fact that she was now wearing sexy and alluring underwear. Shen Mengdie felt her body getting hot again, and her heart pounding.

Shen Mengdie's current shy demeanor made her appear even more alluring, like a mature young woman. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat: "Sister Shen took so long to change clothes. I wonder what she was doing. A woman of her age must have strong desires in that area. Perhaps she played with herself a bit before coming here? Otherwise, why is her face so red?"

Thinking of Shen Mengdie alone in the bathroom, taking off her tight-fitting clothes that covered her breasts, her body spread out, her high, firm breasts trembling, her entire body exposed to the air, Zhou Menglong felt his mouth go dry. His gaze towards Shen Mengdie was filled with a fiery intensity, bordering on excessive.

If it weren't for what happened in the bathroom, Shen Mengdie might have been furious at Zhou Menglong's gaze. But after that incident, Shen Mengdie didn't know why, but not only did she not find Zhou Mengdie's gaze unpleasant, she also felt a strange excitement flowing through her heart, and the tingling sensation deep within her was even more pronounced.

"Sister Shen, I've finished this, but Director Liu might be a while from now. Why don't you invite me to your office for a bit?"

Suppressing his urge to pull Shen Mengdie into his arms and fully enjoy the allure of this charming young woman in the throes of first love, Zhou Menglong looked at Shen Mengdie expectantly and made this request.

Zhou Menglong's suggestion was undoubtedly a strategic move to capitalize on the situation. He had noticed Shen Mengdie's transformation from being indifferent to him to now displaying a shy and coquettish demeanor. By suggesting that they meet in Shen Mengdie's office, Zhou Menglong clearly wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to her and leave a lasting impression, thus facilitating his future actions.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Shen Mengdie felt a little reluctant. She was about to refuse, but when she saw Zhou Menglong looking at her expectantly, the words that came out were, "Alright then, since I'm free anyway, why don't you come sit in my office for a while? We can have lunch together after Director Liu finishes his work."

Entering Shen Mengdie's office, Zhou Menglong looked around. Shen Mengdie's office wasn't large, but it had everything she needed. On a desk was a photo of Shen Mengdie and her husband. Against the wall was a two-seater leather sofa, and in front of it was a small coffee table, clearly for entertaining guests. Seeing Zhou Menglong looking around, Shen Mengdie poured a glass of water and placed it beside him.

Zhou Menglong plopped down on the sofa, stretched comfortably, and was about to say something when the phone on the table rang inconveniently. While Zhou Menglong was frowning, Shen Mengdie had already answered the phone: "Hello, oh, Secretary Liu, hello, okay, now, okay, okay, I've finished my work here, I'll be there right away, okay, okay, Secretary, see you in a bit."

Hanging up the phone, Shen Mengdie let out a soft sigh of relief. She didn't know why, but after hearing Liu Xiangyang was looking for her, she suddenly felt a sense of ease. Perhaps, deep down, Shen Mengdie was still somewhat afraid of being with Zhou Menglong. After all, she hadn't been with a man for so long, and Zhou Menglong's behavior after seeing her made her realize he had ulterior motives. In the past, knowing this, Shen Mengdie might have taken steps to dispel Zhou Menglong's thoughts out of a sense of responsibility to her family.

But just now, after seeing her own body, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but comfort herself. The lingering impulse within her was still strong, and with such a sensitive body, she wasn't confident she could maintain her composure under Zhou Menglong's ill intentions and resist his advances. Liu Xiangyang's call came at just the right time, giving her the perfect excuse to leave Zhou Menglong. How could this not bring her a sense of relief?

In this situation, Shen Mengdie turned to Zhou Menglong with an apologetic smile: "Xiao Zhou, I'm sorry, Secretary Liu needs to see me. I have to go to his office. Please sit here for a moment."

As she spoke, Shen Mengdie picked up a notebook from her desk and left the office. However, the moment she stepped out, she suddenly felt a strange sense of loss. She couldn't explain why she felt this way.

Zhou Menglong originally planned to have a good talk with Shen Mengdie after arriving at her office, in order to understand what kind of impression he made on her. If Shen Mengdie had feelings for him, Zhou Menglong wanted to take advantage of the situation and flirt with her. Although he didn't expect to actually win over this beautiful and mature woman, at least with his silver tongue, he could at least open a crack in Shen Mengdie's heart, which would make it easier for him to interact with her in the future. To Zhou Menglong's surprise, before he could even speak,

Shen Mengdie, the director of the reception office,

called Liu Xiangyang over. Zhou Menglong felt a pang of disappointment, but what could he do? Although he was from a higher-level organization, he couldn't interfere with the normal work of the Changyang District Committee. He could only watch helplessly as Shen Mengdie disappeared from his sight. Of course, Zhou Menglong didn't blame Shen Mengdie, so he could only smile bitterly and sit down to drink some water.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Zhou Menglong grabbed his briefcase, took out the paper bag Shen Mengdie had given him, opened it, and saw a stack of banknotes inside. Zhou Menglong glanced at it and couldn't help but sneer inwardly: "Thirty thousand. It seems Liu Xiangyang is really willing to spend a lot. However, for the sake of this thirty thousand, I'll have to put in a good word for the Changyang District Committee with Director Liu later, lest people say I took the money and didn't do the job."

There are many unspoken rules in officialdom. Although Zhou Menglong had only been working for a short time, he had seen this method of giving money more than once. Money can solve problems, hence Zhou Menglong's thoughts. Of course, with witnesses to Wu Caiguo's embezzlement, Zhou Menglong wouldn't dare accept millions from the Changyang District Committee, as that could easily lead to his downfall. However, since the money came from the Changyang District Committee, it clearly indicated their intention: they could deal with Wu Caiguo however they wanted, but those responsible for the committee's inadequate oversight would be overlooked. After glancing at the amount, Zhou Menglong immediately understood their meaning and made up his mind.

After putting the money away, Zhou Menglong looked up and saw a door facing him. Judging from the decor, it was a restroom. He hadn't intended to use the restroom, but upon seeing it, he suddenly felt the urge to urinate, almost reflexively. He went into the restroom, closed the door, and relieved himself.

Letting out a long sigh, Zhou Menglong looked at his water gun with some satisfaction and nodded. His water gun was imposing and incredibly large. He had compared it to others in the school bathhouse and knew it was a behemoth. And later, in actual combat with the beautiful girls, it was proven once again that the water gun was truly a behemoth, always leaving those girls in ecstasy.

Putting away his water gun, Zhou Menglong habitually went to the sink to wash his hands. Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a cloth bag on the corner of the sink. As if possessed, he picked it up and opened it. Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. Inside the bag was a white shirt, and it seemed there was something else wrapped inside. Judging from the wet patch near the chest of the white shirt, Zhou Menglong knew that it was the shirt Shen Mengdie had just changed out of.

At that moment, the shirt seemed to be emitting a silent temptation, stimulating Zhou Menglong's nerves and making his heart pound: "Damn, this is the clothes Sister Shen just changed out of. It must still have Sister Shen's body heat and fragrance on it. Such a good thing, can I enjoy admiring it to my heart's content?" Thinking of this

, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but secretly swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"No, I can't do this. I, Zhou Menglong, am a respectable man. How can I do such a despicable thing? Wouldn't that be too unfair to myself?"

Zhou Menglong hesitated for a moment before reaching out his hand. "Damn it, who cares? Such a good opportunity is right in front of me. If I miss it, I'll regret it for the rest of my life. Besides, I'll find a way to get my hands on Sister Shen, this young woman in love. Her clothes will become my toys sooner or later. Looking at it now, it's just a matter of time being pushed forward a little. It's not a big deal."

Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong no longer hesitated and took the white shirt out of the bag. Instantly, the small bathroom was filled with a faint, delicate fragrance of a young woman, mixed with a faint milky scent. That fragrance excited Zhou Menglong. Without hesitation, Zhou Menglong shook open the shirt, and with a whoosh, two items fell out of the shirt.

Zhou Menglong stared intently, his eyes widening in disbelief. The two items that had fallen were both milky white. One was a pair of shorts, and the other was a bra. The shorts were narrow and lying there haphazardly. The small pieces of fabric made Zhou Menglong imagine what it would look like on Shen Mengdie's alluring body. Thinking about this, Zhou Menglong felt his blood rushing to a certain part of his body, and his breathing became heavy.

The bra was open at the front and had no straps. The two crescent-shaped cups were small, but incredibly seductive. Zhou Menglong began to doubt the cups. Given Shen Mengdie's impressive figure, how could a cup no bigger than a palm possibly contain her? Imagining Shen Mengdie's breasts exposed beneath the bra, revealing most of her snow-white skin, Zhou Menglong felt his body begin to stir.

At this moment, the white shirt no longer held any interest for Zhou Menglong. His gaze was fixed on the two pieces of underwear that had just been removed from Shen Mengdie's body, and his chest heaved violently, revealing just how excited he was.

He glanced nervously at the bathroom door, and finding it locked, Zhou Menglong reached out with trembling hands and picked up the sexy panties. The silky smooth feel made him gasp. Stimulated by this, Zhou Menglong couldn't contain his excitement and began to caress the panties.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered a new continent, Zhou Menglong picked up the underwear and placed it in front of him, examining it closely. In the very center of the underwear, a small wet patch was so conspicuous and so glaring. Zhou Menglong could guess from his own experience that the wet patch was where Shen Mengdie's body had once been covered. As the underwear was placed in front of him, Zhou Menglong felt a faint, strange scent rush into his nose. Although he couldn't describe the smell in words, he knew it was probably a woman's most primal body odor. Smelling this ambiguous scent, Zhou Menglong's gaze became even more intense. "What did Sister Shen just do here? Is it really as I think, that she's playing with her own private parts? Otherwise, why would her area be so wet, even her underwear is soaked? Could it be that Sister Shen appears aloof, but deep down, she craves a man's caresses?"

While inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her underwear, Zhou Menglong's thoughts raced, and a certain part of his body, stimulated by his fantasies, grew increasingly hard. He couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and gently licking Shen Mengdie's underwear. A sweet, exhilarating sensation surged through Zhou Menglong, making him tremble with excitement. Although Zhou Menglong, with his handsome looks and extensive knowledge, had been the target of many beautiful women's advances, he had also feasted his eyes on the beauty of the world. However, this was the first time he had ever handled a woman's intimate clothing like this. The strange, almost criminal stimulation filled Zhou Menglong with immense excitement. After licking the small wet spot on the clothing, Zhou Menglong raised his head and slightly closed his eyes, as if savoring the taste of the sweetest liquid flowing from Shen Mengdie's folds. After a long while, Zhou Menglong slowly opened his eyes. Suddenly, he felt an itch around his mouth. Instinctively, he touched his lips and, upon looking at them, immediately groaned. A certain part of his body, stimulated by this sensation, was on the verge of ejaculating. It turned out that a thin, jet-black hair lay quietly in Zhou Menglong's palm. The hair was curved and as smooth as silk. Upon seeing it, Zhou Menglong immediately recognized it as the hair that had been guarding Shen Mengdie's intimate area, preventing anyone from intruding. The thought of knowing such a close secret about Shen Mengdie filled Zhou Menglong with excitement. At that moment, Zhou Menglong desperately wanted to release his pent-up desires by touching Shen Mengdie's underwear. However, firstly, he knew that Shen Mengdie had been gone for a while and might return at any moment; secondly, this was the office, not a place for him to vent his frustrations. Therefore, Zhou Menglong suppressed his impulse and put the clothes back in their place. However, since the underwear had been shaken out from under her shirt, Zhou Menglong couldn't put them back in their original position. Holding the hair, Zhou Menglong leaned comfortably against the wide back of the sofa, playing with it. Looking at the jet-black hair, Zhou Menglong suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and a wicked smile involuntarily appeared on his lips. Under these circumstances, while playing with the keepsake from Shen Mengdie's most private part, Zhou Menglong listened to the sounds in the corridor, waiting for Shen Mengdie's arrival. A moment later, the sound of high heels rang out. Hearing the familiar sound, Zhou Menglong quickly sat up, his smile vanishing, replaced by a serious expression. He held the hair, examining it as if studying something. A short while later, Shen Mengdie appeared in Zhou Menglong's line of sight. Seeing Zhou Menglong looking at something, Shen Mengdie became curious and walked to his side. "Menglong, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting. Director Liu and the others will be done in a little while. By the way, what are you looking at?" Zhou Menglong had acted that way precisely to wait for Shen Mengdie to ask this question. After Shen Mengdie said that, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile slightly, holding the hair in his hand towards Shen Mengdie's eyes: "Sister Shen, isn't it strange? Your office is so clean, but why did I see this thing here? Look, what is this? I've been studying it for a long time, but I still can't figure it out." Shen Mengdie was slightly taken aback, then casually took the hair from Zhou Menglong's hand, opening her big, watery eyes wide as she carefully examined it. Zhou Menglong almost burst out laughing when he saw Shen Mengdie holding the hair from her most private area, but a wicked pleasure surged into his heart, causing his still-erect erection to swell again. "Sister Shen, we're not allowed to keep anything in this office, right? This fur doesn't look like it came from an animal, and when I smelled it just now, it didn't smell like an animal. It just had a smell I can't quite describe. I'm really curious, how could something like this be in this office?" Zhou Menglong asked this question while enjoying the strange stimulation and looking at Shen Mengdie's delicate face. Shen Mengdie was a clever person, so how could she not recognize what that hair was? Now, hearing Zhou Menglong's question, her pretty face flushed red. "Xiao Zhou, I don't know what this thing is either. Maybe it really is, as you said, some kind of animal hair. It seems I need to tell the security guards, lest they neglect their duties and let cats or dogs sleep in the office at night." Although Shen Mengdie spoke casually, her heart was in turmoil. She had heard every word Zhou Menglong said. At this moment, Shen Mengdie had no time to think about how her hair ended up on the sofa. Instead, she was thinking about how Zhou Menglong had been looking at her most embarrassing thing for so long and even smelling its scent. This feeling made Shen Mengdie's body heat up involuntarily. The strange stimulation made her body feel weak. The shame of having her most private matter exposed to Zhou Menglong stimulated her, making her feel that a certain part of her body was starting to get wet again. However, Shen Mengdie dared not let Zhou Menglong see the changes in her body and mind. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie could only force a smile: "Xiao Zhou, don't worry about these things. Secretary Liu just said that Director Liu will be ready soon. We should wait in the car first. After they get off, we can go eat. Xiao Zhou, please sit down for a moment. I'm going to the restroom." As she spoke, Shen Mengdie avoided Zhou Menglong's gaze and rushed into the restroom as if fleeing. The reason Zhou Menglong played this prank on Shen Mengdie, the director of the reception office , was to see her embarrassed. Now that he had achieved his goal, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel smug. Watching Shen Mengdie enter the restroom, Zhou Menglong tried to stand up, but as soon as he lifted his buttocks, he immediately sat down. It turned out that as soon as Zhou Menglong moved, he realized that his private parts were already painfully aroused. If he stood up like this, his embarrassing situation would definitely not be concealed. So he quickly sat down, wanting to wait until he calmed down before standing up.

But shortly after sitting down, a rushing sound came from the bathroom. At first, it was like a light spring rain, then like gold and jade falling to the ground, and finally like water dripping from the eaves after a thunderstorm. Although the sounds were different, they told Zhou Mengdie that Shen Mengdie was urinating. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong thought of Shen Mengdie's dark forest from that single black hair, of the pink crevice, and of a clear stream of water gushing out from there. Thinking of these things, how could Zhou Menglong remain calm? His already aching body could no longer support him, and under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but groan silently.

Zhou Menglong was in this situation, and Shen Mengdie was no different. Sitting on the toilet, Shen Mengdie's mind was filled with images of Zhou Menglong examining the hair that had fallen from her most intimate place, constantly bringing it to his nose to smell it. Thinking of this, Shen Mengdie seemed to feel Zhou Menglong squatting in front of her, his head right in front of her slit, examining and teasing her.

Streams of fluid flowed from deep within her body. Shen Mengdie wanted to groan, but dared not, afraid that if she accidentally groaned out loud and Zhou Menglong heard her in the office, she would never be able to hold her head high in front of him again. But how could she release that strange pleasure without groaning? As if resenting her own weakness, Shen Mengdie pulled out a piece of toilet paper and rubbed deeply into her slit, rubbing harder and harder until it hurt, before standing up.

Just as she was about to throw the toilet paper into the toilet, Shen Mengdie froze when she saw its appearance. The toilet paper was covered in a sticky liquid, which, under the light, emitted an alluring fragrance, as if mocking her. Shen Mengdie's body was too sensitive; even a small tease from Zhou Menglong was enough to make her feel unbearable.

With a long sigh, suppressing the lingering pleasure, Shen Mengdie went to the sink. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the paper bag. Her body stiffened slightly. In her memory, the bag shouldn't be there. Almost instinctively, she picked up the bag, opened it, and began to tremble slightly.

The white shirt was still on top, but underneath it were off-white undergarments. Shen Mengdie clearly remembered wrapping the undergarments in the white shirt when she put the clothes away, but now they weren't. This could only mean one thing: someone had touched the undergarments in the bag.

Only she and Zhou Menglong were in the office. Normally, when she wasn't there, no one except the Party Secretary and Deputy Party Secretary dared to enter. Who had touched the clothes was now obvious. Thinking of Zhou Menglong holding the hair, Shen Mengdie felt a wave of weakness wash over her. She quickly braced herself against the sink to prevent herself from falling.

Strangely enough, Shen Mengdie felt no resentment towards Zhou Menglong at this moment. Instead, all she could think about was Zhou Menglong sneakily handling her personal clothing, playing with it, occasionally smelling it, and even gently licking it with his tongue. Thinking of this, Shen Mengdie felt her body heat up again, and the liquid in her creases began to flow out continuously.

Looking at her rosy complexion and alluring eyes in the mirror, Shen Mengdie was momentarily overwhelmed with turmoil. "How could Zhou Menglong do such a thing? And why don't I hate her at all? Instead, I find it exciting! Oh God, what am I thinking? Shen Mengdie, don't forget, you have a husband! Even though he doesn't touch you, and you desperately need his affection, he still loves you and is still family. Isn't what you're doing incredibly immoral?"

As she questioned herself, Shen Mengdie unconsciously turned on the tap, as if trying to wash away the erotic thoughts with the rushing water. After a while, she gradually calmed herself down. After washing her face with cold water, she took a few deep breaths. Seeing that she looked much the same as usual, she left the bathroom.

After resting for a while, Zhou Menglong's erection gradually subsided. When he saw Shen Mengdie, his heart skipped a beat. After all, he had just played with Shen Mengdie's underwear. He wasn't sure if Shen Mengdie would discover anything when she entered the bathroom. Feeling guilty, Zhou Menglong stood up and looked Shen Mengdie up and down, trying to see if she had noticed his actions from her expression.

Unfortunately, Shen Mengdie remained completely calm, revealing nothing. If Zhou Menglong could discern anything, he only noticed that Shen Mengdie's complexion was slightly more radiant than before. Seeing Zhou Menglong looking at her, Shen Mengdie smiled sweetly, "Little Zhou, are you ready? Secretary Liu and the others should be done soon. Let's go ahead, lest we keep the leaders waiting."

Seeing Shen Mengdie's composed expression, Zhou Menglong assumed she hadn't discovered his secret and breathed a sigh of relief. (If Zhou Menglong knew Shen Mengdie had discovered his secret, he might be simply restraining himself to prevent himself from noticing anything.) (What would Zhou Menglong think?) Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong stood up very gentlemanly, bowed, and gestured for her to proceed: "Sister Shen, ladies first, please go first, I'll follow behind you." Shen Mengdie ,

with her elegant demeanor , opened her large, watery eyes, looked at Zhou Menglong, but didn't speak. Instead, she nodded slightly and walked ahead. Zhou Menglong followed behind Shen Mengdie, heading towards the office exit. As he walked behind her, Zhou Menglong stared intently at Shen Mengdie's full and elastic breasts, tightly encased in her casual dress. Zhou Menglong noticed that although Shen Mengdie's buttocks weren't particularly large, they possessed a certain dynamism. Encased in her casual dress, they swayed gently with her steps, the fabric creating a beautiful, undulating silhouette that showcased their graceful curves to Zhou Menglong. The silk dress clung slightly to her shapely buttocks, emphasizing their fullness and arousing an irresistible urge to touch and experience their plumpness and softness. Although Shen Mengdie walked ahead, her mind was focused on Zhou Menglong behind her. Ever since learning that Zhou Menglong had played with her intimate apparel, a subtle change had occurred within her. This attention wasn't so much about monitoring Zhou Menglong as it was about being concerned about him, wanting to see what he was doing behind her back. A young woman's body is sensitive, and her mind is meticulous. The moment Shen Mengdie focused her attention on Zhou Menglong, she immediately noticed that he was staring intently at her beautiful buttocks with a burning gaze. Although she couldn't see his eyes, Shen Mengdie felt that the intensity of his gaze was as if it were burning away the casual dress that tightly covered her buttocks. A burning sensation rose from her buttocks, making Shen Mengdie's whole body feel hot and restless. That feeling almost made her moan, but it was after work, and Shen Mengdie dared not do so. She could only silently endure the baptism of Zhou Menglong's gaze, while outwardly forcing a smile.

Zhou Menglong suddenly quickened his pace, and due to the change in his field of vision, his entire field of vision was filled with Shen Mengdie's pert buttocks. As he watched them sway from side to side, Zhou Menglong recalled seeing Shen Mengdie's milky-white undergarments in the bathroom, and the conspicuous wet stain on them.

Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong felt his body, which had just calmed down, begin to stir again. Sensing this change, Zhou Menglong was startled. He quickly averted his gaze from Shen Mengdie; otherwise, if he continued like this, and someone discovered his unruly body, it would be no laughing matter.

As if by telepathy, Zhou Menglong had just turned his gaze away from Shen Mengdie's full and elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped in her casual dress, when Shen Mengdie immediately realized what was happening. With the burning sensation on her breasts fading, Shen Mengdie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, at the same time, a strange, indescribable emotion rose deep within her.

In the most luxurious private room of the Golden Lady Hotel in Jiangdu City, several people sat chatting and laughing. The person sitting at the head of the table was Liu Xiangyang, from the Changyang District Committee. Originally, Liu Xiangyang wanted Liu Yumei to sit at the head of the table, but Liu Yumei refused, saying that Secretary Liu was half a rank higher than her. Therefore, Liu Yumei sat in the second seat. Next to Liu Yumei sat Zhou Menglong, while Shen Mengdie sat to the left of Liu Xiangyang. The two drivers sat to the left of Zhou and Shen respectively. At this moment, everyone had drunk several rounds of wine and eaten several dishes, and were having a very pleasant conversation.

Emboldened by the alcohol, Liu Xiangyang raised his glass: "Director Liu, Xiao Zhou, come on, it's an honor for our Changyang District Committee that you two could come to inspect and guide our work today. On behalf of the Changyang District Committee, I'd like to toast you with this glass. Alas, I, Liu, am not very capable in disciplining my subordinates, which has caused you two a lot of trouble."

As he spoke, Liu Xiangyang raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Liu Yumei smiled slightly and picked up her glass as well: "Secretary Liu, please don't stand on ceremony. Your position is so important, and you have so many things to do every day. It's only natural that one or two people under you are corrupt. Besides, according to our investigation, Wu Caiguo appears approachable, kind, and capable. No one would suspect such a mindset beneath his outward appearance. If it weren't for the public's report, no one would have imagined that he would use his power to accept 50,000 yuan. Secretary Liu, we've investigated thoroughly. This matter has little to do with your district committee, so you can rest assured. However, I'm not a strong drinker. Logically, I should drink this glass, but I'd like to ask Secretary Liu if I can have half a glass?"

Zhou Menglong had already heard Liu Xiangyang raise his glass... At that moment, Liu Changyang had already stood up. Zhou Menglong saw that after hearing Liu Yumei's words, Liu Changyang's face showed a satisfied smile. Then, Liu Changyang waved his hand: "Director Liu, you don't need to say anything. Women hold up half the sky. Look, I've already finished my wine. You can't leave any wine in your glass, otherwise, the next drink won't taste good."

Liu Yumei nodded, stretched her neck, drank half a glass of wine, and placed the remaining half glass in front of Zhou Menglong: "Little Zhou, you understand what Secretary Liu said, right? Come on, help me drink this half glass of wine. We can't let Secretary Liu down."

Although Zhou Menglong had a good tolerance for alcohol, he knew that this was not the time for him to show off, but he couldn't disobey Liu Yumei, so he picked up the glass, but a troubled expression appeared on his face.

Liu Xiangyang laughed heartily, "Little Zhou, you're so young, yet you're incredibly experienced. I've heard about you from Director Liu before, and I think your future is bright. Director Liu has high hopes for you. Quickly drink this glass; I'm sure Director Liu will give you a good promotion."

Zhou Menglong knew that if it weren't for the fact that they were investigating a case in Changyang District, Liu Xiangyang, with his powerful position, would never normally speak to him so rudely. Moreover, Zhou Menglong had already made his move, and now that Liu Xiangyang had said this, Zhou Menglong naturally couldn't refuse. So, Zhou Menglong could only raise his glass, "Secretary Liu, Director Liu, I'm still young, and..." "I'm new to society and there's still so much I don't understand. You all have to take care of me in the future. I promise I'll drink this glass."

As the elegant Zheng Yuru

spoke, Zhou Menglong brought the glass to him. Suddenly, he noticed a faint lipstick mark on the glass Liu Yumei had brought. His heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively looked at Liu Yumei. He saw that perhaps due to the alcohol, or perhaps because Liu Yumei was already a little excited, her delicate face was flushed, and a faint smile played on her lips. She looked even more charming and exuded the allure of a mature woman.

Liu Yumei's small lips were red, soft, and fragrant. Zhou Menglong had no doubt that if Liu Yumei were aroused, her lips would give him a dreamlike experience. And now, there were still traces of Liu Yumei's lipstick on the wine glass. If he drank this wine, wouldn't that be tantamount to kissing Liu Yumei in disguise? Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong became somewhat distracted.

Liu Yumei had no idea what Zhou Menglong's real purpose was in looking at her. She genuinely thought that Zhou Menglong couldn't hold his liquor. Under these circumstances, Liu Yumei couldn't help but smile sweetly: "Menglong, it's alright, just drink it. A man should experience all kinds of situations. Besides, one's drinking manners reflect one's character."

As she spoke, a hint of encouragement appeared in Liu Yumei's alluring eyes as she looked at Zhou Menglong.

Zhou Menglong nodded, tilted his head back, and drank the rest of the wine in Liu Yumei's glass. At the same time, while Liu Yumei and the others weren't paying attention, Zhou Menglong swirled his tongue around the wine glass and swallowed all the lipstick marks. After putting down the glass, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smack his lips. To onlookers, it seemed that Zhou Menglong was savoring the taste of the wine, but who would have thought that Zhou Menglong's action was simply savoring the taste of Liu Yumei's lipstick marks?

After finishing his drink, Zhou Menglong was about to sit down when Shen Mengdie objected. She picked up her glass and stood up, saying, "Menglong, that's not right. You just drank Director Liu's wine; you haven't even touched yours yet. Come, come, come, let me have a drink with you. You can't refuse the wine that Secretary Liu offered you."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Shen Mengdie's way of addressing Zhou Menglong had changed several times, from calling him by his first name to "Little Zhou," and then to "Menglong," each time becoming more intimate.

Seeing Shen Mengdie's rosy cheeks, Zhou Menglong smiled slightly, about to say something, when Liu Xiangyang spoke up loudly, "Little Zhou, look, even the most beautiful woman in our district committee is drinking with you. If you don't drink, it'll be a bit disrespectful. You know, to keep you company and make sure you have a good time, I specially called Shen Mengdie, who's still on maternity leave, to keep you company. With Shen Mengdie's work ethic, you should definitely drink this glass of wine."

Zhou Menglong hadn't intended to refuse the invitation from the beauty, and with Liu Xiangyang's words, he had even less reason to refuse. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong took a deep look at Shen Mengdie, who was holding a wine glass and looking at him alluringly, then tilted his head back and poured the full glass of wine into his mouth.

Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem, but Zhou Menglong hadn't expected that after looking at Shen Mengdie, images of her underwear and the alluring sound of her running water in the bathroom would immediately flash through his mind. Thinking of these things, Zhou Menglong's breath caught in his throat, and before he could catch his breath, he began to cough violently.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's condition, Shen Mengdie's large, watery eyes showed a hint of concern: "Xiao Zhou, are you alright?"

For some reason, Shen Mengdie knew she shouldn't show concern for Zhou Menglong at this moment, but somehow, seeing his state, she couldn't control herself and blurted out the words. Hearing

Shen Mengdie's gentle yet slightly anxious voice, Zhou Menglong felt a warmth in his heart. By this time, he had caught his breath, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and looked up at Shen Mengdie with a grateful smile, indicating he was alright. Just as Zhou Menglong was about to sit down, Liu Xiangyang burst into laughter: "Little Zhou, it seems that sending Little Shen today was the wisest choice! I never expected that our usually arrogant Little Shen would show such concern after seeing you like this."

As he spoke, Liu Xiangyang looked at the two of them with an ambiguous expression.

As soon as Shen Mengdie spoke, she regretted it. Now, hearing Liu Xiangyang's words, her delicate face flushed red. "Secretary Liu, how could you say that to me? We're revolutionary comrades, it's only natural to care for each other. It's not a matter of concern or not. Even if you were like this, Secretary Liu, I would treat

you the same way." Liu Xiangyang laughed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with Shen Mengdie's words. Seeing Liu Xiangyang's expression, Shen Mengdie glared fiercely at Zhou Menglong, her eyes seemingly saying, "It's all your fault, all your fault! You made me look so foolish in front of Secretary Liu. Just wait and see how I deal with you later."

Zhou Menglong's heart fluttered slightly at Shen Mengdie's seemingly reproachful yet reproachful gaze.

This little incident, of course, didn't spoil the atmosphere in the room. Everyone sat there, eating and drinking heartily again. Having learned her lesson, Shen Mengdie kept her head down, avoiding Zhou Menglong's gaze. Zhou Menglong, however, emboldened by the alcohol, would occasionally glance at Shen Mengdie. Sometimes, Shen Mengdie would look up at Zhou Menglong, and when their eyes met, a slight spark seemed to fly in the air.

Just as everyone was enjoying their meal, the dull thud of high heels on the thick carpet drifted over, followed by a knock on the door. After Liu Xiangyang invited her in, the door opened, and a woman entered. Zhou Menglong's gaze swept over her, and his heart skipped a beat.

The newcomer was dressed in a pure white cheongsam, her hair piled high, her exquisitely beautiful face full of smiles, her swan-like neck, her slightly slender shoulders, and below her shoulders, suddenly widening to reveal her full and elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in the cheongsam. Even more striking was that the area below the neck of the cheongsam, above the chest, was open, and now, a patch of snow-white skin was exposed through the opening, radiating a dazzling white light. 11-22
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Because the woman's breasts were so large, a small mound peeked out from the opening, adding to the allure. It seemed as if a faint fragrance was emanating from them, tempting Zhou Menglong's gaze. Zhou Menglong's eyes were immediately drawn to the woman's exposed breasts, and he began to scrutinize them. Zhou Menglong felt that although the woman's breasts were large, they were pleasing to the eye and not at all abrupt. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but secretly swallow.

Below the high, firm breasts was the woman's flat abdomen. Wrapped in the cheongsam, her abdomen looked so firm and soft, yet filled with an indescribable emotion. Her slender waist added to her vitality. From this angle, the young woman looked more like a girl experiencing her first sexual experience.

The cheongsam had a very high slit, so high that one could almost see the woman's snow-white thighs with every move she made. Zhou Menglong saw that the woman's beautiful legs, tightly wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, appeared so elastic, so long and straight, yet so firm and voluptuous. Such beautiful legs on the woman's body added a touch of allure to her.

A sweet smile graced the woman's delicate face. "Secretary Liu, what brings you here today?"

Liu Xiangyang chuckled and stood up. "Sister-in-law, as you say, I come here every few days, but I know you're a very busy person, so I haven't dared to come. Come, sister-in-law, let me introduce you."

The woman nodded and strolled to the table. Liu Xiangyang gestured to Shen Mengdie, who understood and quickly stepped aside. Liu Xiangyang then walked to Shen Mengdie's seat and gestured for the beautiful mature woman to sit down. Although Liu Xiangyang's action was unintentional, Liu Yumei and Zhou Menglong were both taken aback.

It should be noted that Liu Xiangyang was a division-level official, and as a regional governor, his status was quite high. Yet, the beautiful woman who entered was treated with utmost respect by Liu Xiangyang, so her identity could not be underestimated. However, with their limited knowledge, Zhou Menglong and Liu Yumei could not guess the woman's identity. Since Liu Xiangyang had already stood up, Zhou and Liu had no choice but to stand up as well.

Seeing Liu Xiangyang's expression, the woman smiled slightly: "Secretary Liu, this is just my hotel. Don't put your bureaucratic airs here. You know I can't stand that. I won't sit here. I only came to say hello because I heard you were dining here. Let's keep it business. You're my customers, my gods. Let's skip the formalities."

Liu Xiangyang nodded, not insisting the woman sit down, but instead stepped forward and pointed to Liu Yumei: "Sister-in-law, let me introduce you. This is Ms. Liu Yumei, this is Mr. Zhou Menglong, and this is our..." Just as

Liu Xiangyang was about to reveal the woman's identity, she shook her hand: "Secretary Liu, don't say so much. Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Zheng Yuru, you can call me Sister Zheng."

As she spoke, Zheng Yuru extended her hand to shake hands with Liu Yumei. When it was Zhou Menglong's turn, he only felt that Zheng Yuru's hand was small... The touch was delicate and warm, a captivating sensation. Zhou Menglong, using the momentum of his hand, subtly tightened his grip on Zheng Yuru's hand. Zheng Yuru sensed this and her peach blossom eyes widened, giving Zhou Menglong a slightly strange look. However, Zheng Yuru was a woman of many experiences and naturally wouldn't do anything to Zhou Menglong. Instead, she casually withdrew her hand and said calmly, "Secretary Liu, please sit down and eat. I won't disturb you any longer. I have other matters to attend to and must leave now. If there's anything else, please..." "Just call the waiter."

Liu Xiangyang nodded, quickly walked to the beautiful mature woman, bent down to open the door for Zheng Yuru, and respectfully saw her out. After returning to his seat, Liu Xiangyang picked up his wine glass again: "Come, come, come, Director Liu, let's continue."

Although the host and guests enjoyed the rest of the drinks, Zhou Menglong couldn't muster any interest. He kept thinking about the background of the beautiful woman, so much so that Shen Mengdie's allure diminished in Zhou Menglong's mind.

After finishing their meal, Zhou Menglong and Liu Yumei returned to their office. When they arrived at the Discipline Inspection Commission, it was already time for work. Liu Yumei, needing to report to Secretary Qian about the day's events, only drank a sip of water before leaving, leaving Zhou Menglong and Sun Li alone. Sun Li seemed to still remember what Zhou Menglong had said to her that morning, so she ignored him and focused on her documents.

Zhou Menglong, emboldened by the alcohol, looked at Sun Li and said, "Sister Sun, what's wrong? Are you still angry with me? Okay, don't be angry. Sister Sun is so beautiful; if you get angry, your skin will age and you won't be pretty anymore. Then, I, Zhou Menglong, will be in big trouble."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong, still emboldened by the alcohol, walked to Sun Li's desk, placed his hand on it, and looked at her.

Sun Li looked up and glared at Zhou Menglong. "Xiao Zhou, look at what you're saying. How could I dare to be angry with you?"

Although Sun Li said this, the cold look in her eyes told Zhou Menglong that she was still holding a grudge about what happened that morning. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile slightly. "Alright, Sister Sun, don't be angry. To show that I sincerely apologize to you, how about I tell you a joke?"

Sun Li hummed in agreement, neither confirming nor denying Zhou Menglong's suggestion. Zhou Menglong and Sun Li had been together for a month, so he had a certain understanding of Sun Li's temperament. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong cleared his throat and began to tell a story: "Once upon a time, there was a..." "This little white rabbit, this little white rabbit, is a famous beauty in the forest. It's just a pity that this little white rabbit doesn't have a very good memory."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong looked at Sun Li's delicate face, wanting to see her reaction as she listened to his story. Seeing that Sun Li's skin had relaxed a bit, Zhou Menglong felt more confident. Under this situation, Zhou Menglong subconsciously looked at Sun Li's full and elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped by her top, and continued to tell his story. But when Zhou Menglong saw what Sun Li's chest looked like, he couldn't help but gasp.

Twenty-three. Sun Li, the seductive woman.

Perhaps it was the heat in the office, or perhaps for some other reason, but Sun Li's white shirt had a very low neckline. Because Zhou Menglong was so close to Sun Li, he could clearly see her cleavage through the low neckline. He saw that beneath the neckline, Sun Li's breasts were so white they seemed to drip with water, and two small mounds were faintly visible at the neckline. From those snow-white mounds, one could deduce how magnificent and full Sun Li's breasts must be.

At this moment, a faint fragrance seemed to waft from the low neckline, making Zhou Menglong feel a surge of heat. His eyes blazed with desire. Zhou Menglong felt the same thrill he had experienced that morning when he teased Shen Mengdie, and his blood began to rush to a certain part of his body.

Swallowing hard, Zhou Menglong continued, "One day, this little white rabbit went out to play. The more it played, the happier it became, and the more fun it had. When the little white rabbit realized it had been out for too long and wanted to go home, it was already dark. And then the little white rabbit realized it couldn't find its way home! This made the little white rabbit so anxious it almost cried."

Whether it was Zhou Menglong's expressive tone or the captivating story, Sun Li, who had initially ignored him, was gradually drawn in. Under these circumstances, Sun Li looked up at Zhou Menglong. Only after looking up did she realize that forgiving him so easily was somewhat unwise. She pouted and said, "Little Zhou..." "What's so interesting about this story? The little white rabbit can't find its way home? How is that possible? This story is just too boring. I don't want to listen to these boring stories."

After Sun Li raised her head, the changes in her expression and demeanor on her delicate face naturally fell into Zhou Menglong's eyes. Zhou Menglong felt that the upturned corners of Sun Li's mouth made her look particularly playful. Coupled with the charming style of a mature young woman, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt that Sun Li's soft and alluring lips became even more stimulating. With the stimulation of alcohol, Zhou Menglong suddenly imagined what kind of soft and fragrant feeling it would be if he kissed those sexy and thin lips.

After Sun Li finished speaking, she stopped talking. Zhou Menglong had been with Sun Li for so long that he naturally knew that Sun Li had already piqued his interest in his story. Now, hearing Sun Li say this, Zhou Menglong was seized by a mischievous impulse. He stood there, but did not continue the story. He stared at Sun Li's ample bosom, wondering how she would react to his actions.

Sun Li thought Zhou Menglong would continue, but after she lowered her head, he suddenly fell silent. Disappointed, Sun Li gritted her teeth, looked up at Zhou Menglong, her large, watery eyes shimmering, lost in thought. After a long while, she finally asked, "Little Zhou, what happened next?" This was exactly what

Zhou Menglong wanted to hear. He smiled slightly and said, "Just when the little white rabbit was feeling helpless, suddenly, a little black rabbit came over. Upon seeing the little white rabbit, the little black rabbit almost drooled, its eyes wide open as it sized up the little white rabbit. Its boldness made the little white rabbit instinctively cover its breasts."

"However, although the little white rabbit was a little scared of the little black rabbit's actions, she had no choice but to walk up to the little black rabbit because she needed his help. She whispered to the little black rabbit, '

Little black rabbit, little black rabbit, I got lost while playing outside. Can you tell me the way home?' The little black rabbit chuckled, 'Of course! There's no road in this forest that I don't know. I naturally know the way home too.' The little white rabbit was overjoyed to hear that the little black rabbit knew the way home. She pulled the little black rabbit along the path, 'Little black rabbit, little black rabbit, tell me quickly, how do I get home?' The little black rabbit's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he stared at the little white rabbit's full and high breasts, and said, 'Okay, do you want to know? If you want to know, let me do it for you.'" "

Zhou Menglong's story was originally a slightly risqué joke, which Sun Li hadn't yet grasped. But after Zhou Menglong stopped telling the story, she widened her large, watery eyes and looked at him: 'Little Zhou, what happened next? Why do you always keep me in suspense? Tell me the ending already!' Zhou Menglong

laughed: 'Sister Sun, do you want to know?'

Sun Li nodded, giving Zhou Menglong a sidelong glance: 'Of course I want to know! Tell me quickly, did the little white rabbit find a home?'

Suddenly, Zhou Menglong stared exaggeratedly at Sun Li's full, firm breasts, tightly encased in her white shirt, and said lewdly, 'Sister Sun, if you really want to know, let me do it.'

Now it was Sun Li's turn to be completely bewildered. In this situation, Sun Li looked at Zhou Menglong: 'Little Zhou, do it? How do I do it?'" Seeing Sun Li

's seemingly clueless expression, Zhou Menglong felt all the blood rush to a certain part of his body, and his manhood almost instantly sprang to life. Luckily, sensing the danger, he quickly braced himself against the table, preventing Sun Li from seeing his indecent state.

Sun Li, looking at Zhou Menglong, suddenly seemed to realize what was happening. Her delicate face flushed crimson, her eyes shimmering as if about to overflow with tears. After giving Zhou Menglong a disapproving look, Sun Li gritted her teeth and said, "Oh, Zhou, how could you tell me such a joke? You're so mean! I'm never talking to you again!" "

Although Sun Li said this, her face was all smiles, and the extremely seductive look in her eyes told Zhou Menglong that she was not ignoring him at all. Seeing Sun Li's extremely alluring appearance, a certain part of Zhou Menglong's body involuntarily swelled up rapidly. After letting out a silent groan, Zhou Menglong, as if venting his frustration, slammed his body hard against the table. However, this only made Zhou Menglong feel more excited, and his certain part grew larger and harder."

(Twenty-four: Seductive Sun Li, Part Two)

Sun Li had no idea that Zhou Menglong's body had undergone such a drastic change under her alluring posture. So, she was still staring at Zhou Menglong without a care in the world. When she saw Zhou Menglong's gaze fixed on her full and elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped in her white shirt, Sun Li's heart skipped a beat. A tingling sensation surged from her delicate skin to her heart. Normally, after sensing this, one would definitely try to change the subject to avoid making either of them feel awkward.

But Sun Li did the opposite. Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, as if she vaguely realized something, she suddenly straightened her back and stretched, making her breasts even more prominent. Sun Li's white shirt was already quite fitted, just enough to cover her breasts, but even so, her chest still looked taut. Now, with her breasts even more prominent, the white shirt was stretched to its limit. If Sun Li exerted any more force, no one doubted that the buttons holding the shirt together would be stretched out of place by the tension.

Now, Sun Li's full and elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her shirt, although not causing the buttons to fly off, made the shirt cling tightly to her chest. The white shirt suddenly became somewhat transparent, and through it, Zhou Menglong could clearly see the shape of Sun Li's undergarments.

Seeing the patterns and sexy style of Sun Li's underwear, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of heat in his heart. His eyes were glued to Sun Li's breasts. Sun Li was unaware that she was playing with fire. Although teasing Zhou Menglong seemed exciting, if she truly aroused him, it wouldn't just be Zhou Menglong who was burning.

Zhou Menglong felt his breathing become rapid. Those exaggeratedly protruding breasts seemed to be emitting a silent temptation, enticing him to reach out and grasp those charming little rabbits in his hands, to fondle them and experience their softness and elasticity. Even if it was playing with fire, Zhou Menglong was willing to risk it.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, a hint of smugness suddenly appeared in Sun Li's large, watery eyes. Under these circumstances, Sun Li gave Zhou Menglong a deep look before saying, "Little Zhou, do you think I'm beautiful? Want to touch me here?"

As she spoke, Sun Li shook her exaggeratedly prominent, full, and elastic breasts.

Seeing Sun Li's breasts suddenly tremble, their quivering appearance ignited Zhou Menglong's desire. Now, hearing Sun Li's words, Zhou Menglong almost instinctively glanced outside the office. Seeing that it was quiet and no one had passed by, a burning look appeared in Zhou Menglong's eyes, and he subconsciously nodded.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's audacity, Sun Li couldn't help but feel a strange unease. She herself didn't understand what was wrong with her. From childhood, Sun Li had been considered a stunning beauty by her peers. Facing the lustful gazes of all sorts of men, Sun Li felt no fear whatsoever. Instead, she often used her physical assets to seduce those

men with ill intentions. When she had them aroused to the point of ecstasy, Sun Li would pour hot water on them, watching them go from the extreme of desire to the depths of despair, thus satisfying her own peculiar psychological needs. Of course, Sun Li was lucky; she had never suffered a loss in this matter. Otherwise, no matter how clever or manipulative she was, how could she possibly remain chaste when faced with men blinded by lust?

Sun Li, still experiencing that strange excitement, could even feel a sticky liquid flowing from deep within her body under Zhou Menglong's burning gaze. Her most secret place felt wet and itchy. Under these circumstances, Sun Li's face flushed even more: "Little Zhou, I just want to know! I'll do it for you, and you'll tell me, okay?" Sun Li's soft, sweet words

, coupled with her rosy cheeks and alluring eyes, made Zhou Menglong feel a certain part of his body tremble involuntarily. The urgent need to relieve his desire made Zhou Menglong reach out, slowly touching Sun Li's full, elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her white shirt, while saying, "Sister Sun, okay, let me do it, and I'll tell you." What

Zhou Menglong found strange was that Sun... When Li saw his hand reaching for her breasts, she didn't run away. Instead, she sat there quietly, as if waiting for Zhou Menglong's caresses. Seeing this alluring scene, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but swallow hard: "Damn it, Sister Sun, you can't blame me for this. You seduced me first. Although we're in the office, I don't care about that now. Anyway, no one will come. Playing

with your little rabbits is a pretty good idea for me." One of them was unable to resist the other's seductive manner, while the other was so engrossed in watching the man being manipulated that she didn't even consider the consequences. So, the passion in the office gradually intensified. As for what would happen after Zhou Menglong touched Sun Li's full and elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped in her top, that was beyond their control.

As his hand drew closer to Sun Li's full, firm breasts, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded. He could even feel a warm breath emanating from her breasts, rising and falling with her movements, and penetrating his hand. This warmth aroused a certain part of his body, causing his breathing to quicken and his gaze to blaze with a fiery intensity that seemed capable of burning everything, including Sun Li's alluring, mature womanly body.

Twenty-five. Sun

Li seeing that her hand could almost touch Zhou Menglong's full, alluring breasts tightly encased in her white blouse, suddenly twisted her body, causing Zhou Menglong's hand to miss its mark. After giving Zhou Menglong a disapproving look, Sun Li said coquettishly, "Little Zhou, look at you! This is the office, and it's broad daylight! How dare you treat me like this? Aren't you afraid someone will see us? You're such a little pervert! Okay, okay, let's stop joking around. I need to get back to work."

Although Sun Li was... Sun Li displayed a myriad of allure before Zhou Menglong, relentlessly teasing him. Although she was also excited by his arousal, and even the sticky fluid flowing from her body had soaked her underwear, she still retained a sliver of consciousness. Seeing Zhou Menglong's overwhelming excitement, she felt her teasing had been sufficient. She feared that if he succumbed to the stimulation and did something rash, it would be embarrassing for both of them. Therefore, Sun Li uttered those words at the crucial moment.

If Sun Li had simply avoided Zhou Menglong without saying those words, perhaps Zhou Menglong, in his moment of clarity, would have let her go. Unfortunately, the playful smile on Sun Li's beautiful face as she spoke made Zhou Menglong realize that everything Sun Li had done was merely a ploy to embarrass him in front of her.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. Ever since he learned about the ways of men and women, with his silver tongue, handsome appearance, and unique charm, he had always been able to manipulate beautiful women at will. How could he have been so careless as to fall for Sun Li's tricks today? Having always been adept at seducing women, Zhou Menglong's anger naturally flared after experiencing this firsthand.

So, upon hearing Sun Li's words, Zhou Menglong's hand froze in mid-air, but a wicked smile appeared on his face. Seeing this smile, Sun Li's heart skipped a beat; a sense of foreboding washed over her. In that moment, almost instinctively, Sun Li tried to stand up to protect herself from Zhou Menglong's advances.

Sun Li's reaction was undoubtedly quick, but unfortunately, Zhou Menglong was even faster. With a slight bend and a swift movement, Zhou Menglong's hand landed directly on Sun Li's full, firm breasts, tightly encased in her blouse, and began to fondle them. At the same time, Zhou Menglong's gaze was wicked as he looked at Sun Li, his meaning telling her, "You've aroused me, and you think you can just do whatever you want? Not so easy. I'm going to play with you now, and what can you do about it?"

When Zhou Menglong teased the most important part of her body, Sun Li's delicate face changed. The alluring look in her large, watery eyes vanished, replaced by a cold expression. Her sexy little mouth opened slightly: "Xiao Zhou, you... ah." "

Xiao Zhou, you..." was Sun Li's intended rebuke of Zhou Menglong's bold actions. But the "ah" came from Zhou Menglong's quick finding of her nipple, a sharp pinch after seeing her displeasure. The rebuke that Sun Li wanted to utter turned into a seductive moan.

Zhou Menglong felt a soft, yielding sensation in his hands. It was the full, elastic breasts of Sun Li, tightly encased in her white blouse. What excited him even more was the contrast between the stiffness of her undergarments and the softness of her breasts. These two contrasting sensations were clearly transmitted to Zhou Menglong's mind, stimulating him and making him even more excited. His movements became increasingly forceful.

Sun Li hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to be so bold, daring to touch her in broad daylight in the office. She panicked, and the words she wanted to say to him turned into moans as his large hands teased her breasts. For a moment, Sun Li felt helpless.

However, Sun Li's psychological reaction was one thing, but her physical reaction was quite another. Sun Li felt waves of tingling, itchy sensations, tinged with a hint of heat, travel from her underwear to her heart, and then spread throughout her entire body. The stimulation made Sun Li involuntarily squeeze her legs together.

A sticky liquid, as if to spite Sun Li, suddenly flowed out from the gap. The warm sensation made Sun Li feel another shiver. Sun Li hadn't expected that Zhou Menglong, who looked to be only in his early twenties, would be so skilled in teasing her. The level of skill and the stimulation he provided were something even her husband had never given her.

This was just the sensation Zhou Menglong had given her by grasping her breasts. What if Zhou Menglong were naked beside her, and he were teasing her entire body? What kind of feeling would that bring? For some reason, after the initial panic subsided and she experienced the stimulation from Zhou Menglong's large hands, such a thought actually crossed her mind.

This stimulating thought made Sun Li feel that the fluid flowing from her slit was increasing, quickly soaking her undergarments. The sticky, warm sensation spread from her slit throughout her body, making Sun Li feel as if her body had been drained, floating on air, and she was completely disoriented.

Looking at Sun Li's appearance, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but gasp. In Zhou Menglong's mind, a newlywed woman and her husband must be doing "that" day and night. At this time, it would be impossible for another man to enter the woman's heart. His actions would definitely provoke Sun Li's resistance. However, what Zhou Menglong did not expect was that Sun Li only made some slight movements at the beginning, but now she seemed to enjoy the feeling of his large hands stroking her full and elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped in a white shirt.

Twenty-six. Sun

Li's sensitivity greatly stimulated Zhou Menglong, causing him to constantly knead her breasts, enjoying the stimulation from the beautiful body of the lovely young woman. As Sun Li felt more and more fluid flowing from her slit, she knew that if this continued, her heart would eventually be taken by Zhou Menglong. However, she was already married, so how could she accept another man? Thinking of her husband, Sun Li's mind cleared slightly, and she struggled to break free from Zhou Menglong's clutches.

Zhou Menglong was clearly experienced with women. The moment Sun Li moved, he knew what she was doing. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but scoff inwardly, "Sister Sun, don't you think about who I am? Back in school, I was known as a heartbreaker. It's not because I'm good-looking, but because my seductive skills are unmatched. No one can resist my advances. How could a newlywed woman like you, just experiencing the pleasures of love, possibly resist?"

Thinking this, Zhou Menglong's hands didn't stop. Just as Sun Li was about to move, Zhou Menglong's hand deftly moved, pinching her nipple again. This time, he increased the pressure. A tingling sensation made Sun Li groan again, and her attempts to struggle vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou, how are you so amazing? You've made me feel so good, so good. In such a short time, you've already made me moan aloud for the second time. Oh my god, how am I so sensitive? This is going to be so embarrassing! What should I do? What should I do? Husband, please save me! If this continues, I won't be able to take it anymore!"

Sun Li moaned silently in her heart, her legs clamping even tighter. She was afraid that if she loosened her legs, the liquefaction would spurt out from her slit. Now, Sun Li's body had completely softened, and a hint of desire appeared on her delicate face, as if she wanted Zhou Menglong to continue and never stop.

Zhou Menglong immediately sensed the change in Sun Li's body. Under these circumstances, he gritted his teeth and suddenly stopped. Sun Li felt the tingling sensation that had spread throughout her body vanish the moment Zhou Menglong withdrew his hand from her full, elastic breasts, tightly encased in her white shirt.

Sun Li's mind cleared slightly, and she instinctively stood up. However, the pent-up desire deep within her body hadn't been fully released, causing a hint of disappointment to appear on her delicate face. Sun Li, breathing heavily, stared at Zhou Menglong with wide, watery eyes, looking on in confusion.

Clearly, Sun Li couldn't understand why, at a time when her rationality was slowly fading under the stimulation of Zhou Menglong's large hand, Zhou Menglong suddenly let her go. Zhou Menglong understood the question on Sun Li's pretty face, smiled slightly, and after a leisurely sigh, murmured, "Sister Sun, you just said it yourself, this is an office, and we were just joking. If this continues, it will go beyond the bounds of a joke, and wouldn't that make me seem disrespectful to you?"

Sun Li obviously hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to use her own words to provoke her, and for a moment she felt helpless. In this situation, Sun Li glared at Zhou Menglong, about to say something, but suddenly her expression changed. Without having time to say anything more to Zhou Menglong, she turned and left the office, running like the wind towards the restroom.

Just as Sun Li was about to speak, she suddenly felt a large amount of sticky, hot liquid flowing out from her slit. Because her undergarments were already soaked with liquid, and this time the flow was particularly large, the liquid did not stop at her slit due to the resistance of her undergarments, but instead flowed down her thighs.

Fortunately, Sun Li was wearing flesh-colored stockings today, so the stockings slowed down the flow of the liquid; otherwise, judging from the force of the liquid gushing out from her slit, it might have already flowed onto the floor. If Zhou Menglong saw this liquid, wouldn't Sun Li never be able to hold her head up in front of him again? Even so, Sun Li still didn't dare to stay in front of Zhou Menglong any longer, so she couldn't bother to say anything more to him and could only run to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Watching Sun Li leave, Zhou Menglong breathed a slight sigh of relief. He slammed his body against the table twice, making a loud thud, before muttering, "Sister Sun, I didn't expect you to be so slutty. I only touched you a few times, and you're already like this. Don't worry, if I get the chance, I'll definitely sleep with you. Only then will you truly understand how good I am."

To be honest, how could Zhou Menglong let go of the alluring and seductive behavior Sun Li displayed under his large hands? However, he also considered that this was in the office, in broad daylight. At most, he could only play with Sun Li like this, which wouldn't solve any real problems and would only make him feel half-dead. That would be a huge loss.

Secondly, Zhou Menglong knew that his actions had already left a deep impression on Sun Li. If he continued, Sun Li might become unmoved. By withdrawing at the right time, he could leave her feeling unsatisfied, thus setting the stage for him to tease her again later, subtly leading her into his trap.

Thirdly, Zhou Menglong was slightly annoyed by Sun Li's earlier teasing. If he continued to satisfy her, his image in her eyes would decline. This move, however, proved to Sun Li that he wasn't someone who couldn't resist beautiful women, thus breaking down her psychological defenses and making it easier for him to possess her beautiful young woman body.

Twenty-seven. Sun Li, the seductive woman.

However, Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Sun Li's young woman body to be so alluring. The softness of her fingertips seemed to linger, and the charming and passionate aura she exuded made Zhou Menglong feel somewhat unable to resist. If Sun Li stayed, he might not be able to resist doing something outrageous. Although he couldn't have sex with Sun Li in the office, he could do other things. In that case, Zhou Menglong didn't know what the outcome would be. Therefore, Zhou Menglong breathed a slight sigh of relief after seeing Sun Li leave.

Sun Li ran into the bathroom, closed the door, leaned against it, and gasped for breath. In that short time, she could feel the liquid flowing from her crotch, completely soaking her flesh-colored stockings and running down to her heels. Sun Li hadn't expected her body to react so strongly to Zhou Menglong's teasing, to produce so much fluid. This had never happened even when she was with her husband, even after he had penetrated her.

After a while, Sun Li slowly came to her senses. She calmed herself down, sat on the toilet, lifted her leg, and took off her stockings. Looking at the milky white substance on the stockings, Sun Li felt a surge of heat, as if she were angry at her body for being so sensitive. She tossed the stockings aside, her large, watery eyes staring blankly at the flesh-colored stockings.

The scene that had just unfolded in the office replayed in Sun Li's mind like a movie: "Sun Li, Sun Li, you're a married woman! How can you be so sensitive? You got so wet just from Xiao Zhou's touch! And he only touched your 'rabbit' (the nipples). What would your reaction be if he touched your vulva, or your whole body? Would you kneel on the ground begging him to have sex with you?"

"But Xiao Zhou's technique is just so good! It felt so good. Being with him, I realized that a woman's pleasure can be like this! Xiao Zhou, I hate you! How could you stop so suddenly? Couldn't you have satisfied me a little longer? Now I'm half-dead, what am I supposed to do?"

"Husband, husband, I'm sorry. My heart hasn't betrayed you, but my body has. I'm so sorry. But husband, I'm worried now. I'm worried that when I'm with you in bed, after enjoying Zhou Menglong's stimulating teasing, I might compare you to him. Will I no longer satisfy your caresses? Will I think of another man while we're together?"

Thinking of her husband, a stimulating feeling surged through her, causing a little more fluid to flow from Sun Li's slit. Feeling the change in her body, Sun Li's heart skipped a beat. She quickly stood up, trying to banish the thoughts from her mind. After a while, when she felt her body calm down a bit, she sat back down on the toilet and took off her underwear.

While vigorously scrubbing the liquid off her underwear and flesh-colored stockings, Sun Li muttered, "Xiao Zhou, I hate you so much! Look at what you've done to me! These underwear and stockings won't dry anytime soon, what am I supposed to wear? Am I supposed to go braless? That would be so embarrassing! What am I going to do?"

The thought of going home braless and having her most private parts exposed by the slightest breeze made Sun Li grit her teeth. Strangely, though outwardly she was gritting her teeth, deep down she felt no hatred for Zhou Menglong whatsoever. As for why, Sun Li knew perfectly well why.

Back home, Zhou Menglong had barely stepped into his room when his phone rang. Picking it up, he couldn't help but smile knowingly. "Longzi, what are you doing? Why are you calling me?"

Longzi was Zhou Menglong's classmate from university, and the two had always had a good relationship. After graduation, Zhou Menglong became a civil servant, while Long Zhiping went into business. Long Zhiping was quite shrewd; he'd hooked up with a beautiful woman in school, married her right after graduation, and they were currently on their honeymoon. That's why Zhou Menglong asked after seeing it was Long Zhiping calling.

"Menglong, what else could it be? I missed you, didn't I? How about it? Are you free tonight? I've prepared some snacks; let's have a couple of drinks and chat."

Long Zhiping's voice came from the other end of the phone. Hearing this, Zhou Menglong subconsciously glanced at his watch. After a moment's thought, he said, "Great! I was just worried about what to eat for dinner. I was actually thinking of seeing my sister-in-law anyway. We only met once at her wedding. Thinking about it now, she's really beautiful."

"Get lost! Everyone knows you were a womanizer in school, Zhou Menglong. Who would dare let you see my wife? She's so beautiful. If you took a fancy to her, I might end up wearing a green hat!"

Long Zhiping's voice rang out again. Zhou Menglong laughed, "A friend's wife is not to be trifled with, Longzi. Don't worry, with our relationship, I wouldn't do anything to her."

"Alright, alright, I won't say any more over the phone. I'm still cooking. Come over now, we'll talk when we meet."

Long Zhiping hung up the phone hastily. Zhou Menglong chuckled, tossed the phone onto the table, took off his outer clothes, leaving only his underwear, and turned to go into the bathroom. During the day, Zhou Menglong hadn't been able to satisfy his desires with Shen Mengdie and Sun Li, so a certain part of his body was throbbing uncomfortably. Without dealing with it, Zhou Menglong felt uncomfortable all over.

The cold water calmed Zhou Menglong's restless heart. Remembering that Long Zhiping was still waiting for him at home, Zhou Menglong whistled as he left the bathroom. As soon as he emerged, he gasped, clutching his groin, and exclaimed dramatically, "Cousin, what are you doing? Entering a boy's room without even knocking!"

It turned out that Zhang Rumeng had entered Zhou Menglong's room sometime earlier, picked up a magazine from the bedside, and was reading it with her legs crossed. Hearing Zhou Menglong's footsteps, Zhang Rumeng put down the magazine and sat there smiling at him. Zhou Menglong, naturally, hadn't expected Zhang Rumeng to appear in his room at this time, hence his strong reaction.

Twenty-eight.

Zhang Rumeng, who had spent the night visiting him, was wearing a casual, loose-fitting loungewear set. However, the loose fabric couldn't contain her pert breasts; her full, elastic peaks stretched the garment high, vaguely revealing their outlines, adding to her alluring, veiled beauty. She wore hot pants, exposing most of her long, voluptuous legs with fair skin that stirred desire in anyone who saw them. Beneath

the hot pants, the graceful curves of her small, upturned buttocks were even more clearly displayed before Zhou Menglong. Perhaps the hot pants were too small, or perhaps her buttocks were simply too voluptuous; in any case, they stretched the pants high, as if they might burst at any moment.

Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Zhang Rumeng to be in his room. Just after showering, he naturally thought of Shen Mengdie's incredibly sexy clothes, the obvious wetness on her white shirt, and the alluring scent emanating from the folds of her underwear. He also thought of Sun Li's prominent breasts, and the adorable expression on her face as he touched them. Thinking of these things, Zhou Menglong's body naturally reacted.

So, upon seeing Zhang Rumeng, Zhou Menglong's first thought was about his indecent physical state, and he immediately covered his private parts to avoid Zhang Rumeng noticing anything. Zhang Rumeng, however, didn't think much of it. Upon seeing Zhou Menglong's appearance, she couldn't help but giggle, walked to his side, and after looking at him, said, "Menglong, what's wrong with you? Look at you, still embarrassed? Don't forget, when our two families lived together before, my parents weren't home, and I even helped you bathe."

Zhou Menglong covered his private parts even tighter: "Cousin, what are you talking about? We were young and didn't know any better back then, but now we're adults, and adults have to be mindful of the boundaries between men and women. How can I get aroused naturally when you're looking at me like that?"

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Zhang Rumeng's delicate face flushed slightly, making her look even more alluring.

Initially, Zhang Rumeng didn't feel anything was amiss when she saw Zhou Menglong, but after hearing his words, she realized she was a mature young woman now. Looking at Zhou Menglong, who was only wearing shorts, was really inappropriate, and she couldn't help but blush.

Under these circumstances, Zhang Rumeng rolled her eyes at Zhou Menglong: "Alright, alright, Menglong, I give up. It's only been a few years, but I didn't expect you to be so particular. I'm not embarrassed, but you're the one who's embarrassed. Okay, I'll turn around, you can put your clothes on, is that alright?"

As she spoke, Zhang Rumeng turned her body, presenting her graceful back to Zhou Menglong.

Seeing Zhang Rumeng's appearance, Zhou Menglong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran to the bedside, picked up his clothes, and began to dress. As he dressed, he kept glancing at Zhang Rumeng. At first, he was only watching her out of fear that she might suddenly turn around and discover her indecent body parts. However, gradually, a subtle change occurred in his mind.

Because he was staring at Zhang Rumeng, his gaze inevitably fell on her back. This brought to his view her full, firm buttocks, tightly encased in hot pants, and her two long, slender, and shapely legs, as white as jade.

Originally, Zhou Menglong wouldn't have any impure thoughts about his cousin. However, he hadn't forgotten that he had seen and even flirted with two beautiful women that day. So, after seeing Zhang Rumeng's beautiful breasts and legs, he naturally compared her body to those of the two women. Although Zhang Rumeng's body seemed somewhat inexperienced compared to Shen Mengdie and Sun Li, it was precisely this inexperience that gave Zhou Menglong a strange, unusual, and stimulating feeling.

Looking at Zhang Rumeng's pert breasts, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt his gaze become somewhat fiery. He knew that his gaze was somewhat lewd, so he consciously tried to restrain himself from thinking in that direction. But soon, he found that the more he tried to control himself, the stronger the feeling became.

"I never imagined that my cousin would blossom into such a beautiful woman in just a few years. Look at her waist, her beautiful breasts, her jade-like legs! If she weren't my cousin, I would definitely find a way to have her. It's a pity she's my cousin, I can't do that, otherwise, I would be letting Aunt down. Sigh, such a beautiful woman, and I can't have her, but she'll be taken advantage of by someone else. It's such a pity."

As if somewhat unwilling to accept that his beautiful and vibrant cousin would soon be pinned down by an unknown man, allowing him to vent his desires on her while she could only look on with seductive eyes and moan softly, Zhou Menglong stared intently at Zhang Rumeng's body, seizing every moment to admire her.

Zhang Rumeng's back view was undoubtedly alluring. Her slightly thin back gave people a feeling of tenderness, while her slender waist made people want to hug her and feel her softness and youthful innocence. Her loose home clothes added to the allure, making Zhou Menglong's mind wander.

The hot pants that tightly hugged Zhang Rumeng's full and elastic buttocks were really too small. So, the hot pants were almost tightly wrapped around her buttocks, and part of the seam of the pants had sunk into the slit of her buttocks, dividing Zhang Rumeng's buttocks into two halves, exuding a faint temptation and stimulating Zhou Menglong's nerves.

Twenty-Nine: A Dreamlike Night Visit, Part Two.

Almost without touching her, Zhou Menglong could feel with his eyes just by looking at Zhang Rumeng's pert buttocks, tightly wrapped in her hot pants. He could deeply sense how elastic, soft, and warm those buttocks must be. Her snow-white legs beneath the hot pants were dazzling, almost blindingly so—flawless, long, straight, and full, yet not at all bloated. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong felt a certain part of his body react even more intensely. At this moment, Zhou Menglong had already put his clothes on, his indecent state impossible to conceal. But Zhou Menglong had his own methods. After dressing, he plopped down on the bed, making his indecent state less obvious.

Hearing Zhou Menglong suddenly fall silent behind her, Zhang Rumeng slowly turned around. Seeing him sitting on the bed, she walked to his side and sat beside him. Immediately, Zhou Menglong smelled a faint, virginal fragrance emanating from Zhang Rumeng's youthful and vibrant body, filling his nostrils.

Although the fragrance wasn't strong, Zhou Menglong's already sensitive body couldn't withstand such stimulation. He felt a slight swell in a certain part of his body, and his eyes, as if acting on their own, began to unconsciously dart towards Zhang Rumeng's breasts, barely concealed beneath her loose-fitting pajamas.

Zhang Rumeng's loungewear was undoubtedly very thin, and against the backdrop of her ample breasts, it stretched high, revealing glimpses of her undergarments. This gave Zhou Menglong a strange thrill. He groaned inwardly and, to distract himself, asked Zhang Rumeng, "Cousin, what did you want to see me about?" Zhang Rumeng

turned her head, her large, watery eyes wide, looking at Zhou Menglong, but she didn't answer. Zhou Menglong felt as if Zhang Rumeng's gaze could see right through him, and he felt a little guilty. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong lowered his head, almost unable to meet Zhang Rumeng's eyes. "Damn it, what's wrong with me? I'm a seasoned womanizer, how come I feel guilty under my cousin's gaze?"

Zhou Menglong reminded himself somewhat indignantly.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Zhang Rumeng smiled sweetly, and suddenly reached out and wrapped her arms around his. "Menglong, I didn't come to see you for anything else, I just wanted to ask you, are you really unwilling to stay with me? Have you forgotten how you used to follow me around with a runny nose when you were little, and how your cousin took you everywhere?"

Zhou Menglong felt as Zhang Rumeng wrapped her arms around his, as if his arms were being enveloped in warmth. That overwhelming feeling made Zhou Menglong's heart skip a beat. He wanted to shake off Zhang Rumeng's arms, but doing so would be too obvious and make things awkward between them. So, Zhou Menglong could only let Zhang Rumeng hold his arms in her embrace.

“Cousin, it’s not that I don’t want to spend time with you, it’s just that I’ve been too busy and tired with work lately, so I want to rest at home for a couple of days.”

Zhou Menglong said this, but what he was thinking was something else entirely. He was joking, Zhang Rumeng was so alluring, and she was completely unguarded with him. If he really went out with Zhang Rumeng, and something actually happened between them, it would be too unfair to his aunt and parents.

Hearing Zhou Menglong reject her without even thinking, a hint of resentment appeared in Zhang Rumeng's large, watery eyes. She looked deeply at Zhou Menglong, then suddenly hugged his arm even tighter: "Menglong, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly so cold to me? You weren't like this before."

Hearing the change in Zhang Rumeng's voice, Zhou Menglong subconsciously looked up at her. His heart skipped a beat. As she spoke, Zhang Rumeng's eyes suddenly reddened, making her look exceptionally pitiful. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of urge to pull her into his arms and comfort her.

Fortunately, Zhou Menglong had good self-control. Realizing the danger of this thought, he immediately suppressed it. However, another problem arose. Zhang Rumeng's embrace of Zhou Menglong tightened, and he could feel his arm sinking between her breasts. The warmth and softness of her breasts made him feel increasingly aroused.

A wave of warmth emanated from his arm, allowing him to clearly feel the elasticity of her breasts and the outline of her clothing tightly enveloping them. This unusual stimulation caused him to swallow hard, and a certain part of his body became increasingly hard and hot.

The faint, virginal fragrance, the soft, supple feel, the way she nestled against him like a little bird, and the resentful expression on her pretty face made Zhou Menglong begin to doubt whether it was appropriate for him to reject Zhang Rumeng like this. Zhang Rumeng, of course, had no idea what Zhou Menglong was thinking. Seeing that Zhou Menglong remained silent for a moment after hearing her words, she couldn't help but say softly, "Menglong, what's wrong? Don't you even want to talk to me for a little while longer? Am I...am I really that hateful to you?"

As she said this, Zhang Rumeng was so heartbroken that tears streamed down her face.

Seeing Zhang Rumeng burst into tears, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. Almost instinctively, he reached out his other arm and gently wiped away the tears from Zhang Rumeng's pretty face. After a soft sigh, Zhou Menglong said, "Cousin, it's not what you think. I... I actually have my reasons. Really, cousin, I don't dislike you at all; on the contrary, I like being with you more and more." Zhou

Menglong's words made Zhang Rumeng's heart skip a beat. Under these circumstances, Zhang Rumeng couldn't help but raise her head and look at Zhou Menglong. Seeing that Zhou Menglong was looking at her anxiously, Zhang Rumeng knew that Zhou Menglong wasn't lying to her and was speaking from the heart. Overjoyed, Zhang Rumeng couldn't help but smile sweetly: "Menglong, since you like being with me, why do you refuse to be with me?" Although Zhang

Rumeng smiled, tears still clung to her delicate face.

The marks were still there, making Zhang Rumeng look even more pitiful. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat: "Maybe I'm overthinking it. My cousin is just with me to relive the warm memories of our childhood. It doesn't necessarily mean anything will happen between us. My repeated rejections have really hurt her. Sigh, it seems I have to tell her my true feelings and see how she reacts." Thinking

this, Zhou Menglong swallowed hard, suppressing the alluring feeling of Zhang Rumeng's full and firm breasts pressed against his arm. Instead, he looked at Zhang Rumeng seriously: "Cousin, it's not that I don't want to be with you, it's that I'm afraid to be with you."

Zhang Rumeng was slightly taken aback, looking at Zhou Menglong with a puzzled expression: "Menglong, why are you talking like that? I'm not a tiger. Why are you afraid to be with me?"

Zhou Menglong gave a wry smile: "Cousin, look at it this way, we're both adults now, you're so beautiful, and I'm still young and full of vigor. If we're together, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it and might do something to betray you. If that happens, I won't have the face to face you."

As he said this, Zhou Menglong unconsciously lowered his head, almost unable to meet Zhang Rumeng's gaze. But at the same time, having spoken his mind, Zhou Menglong felt a strange sense of relief.

Although Zhou Menglong spoke softly, Zhang Rumeng heard every word. Now she understood why Zhou Menglong didn't want to be with her. Her heart pounded in her chest. "Menglong, Menglong," she cried, "you're such a fool! We're cousins, but we're not related by blood. Besides, I came all this way to see you. Did you really think it was just to visit your parents? I've fallen for you! Fool, don't you know how I feel?" Not only am I not afraid of anything happening between us, I'm actually afraid of nothing happening at all.

Thinking this to herself, Zhang Rumeng, shy and bashful, couldn't voice her true thoughts. Instead, she clung even tighter to Zhou Menglong's arm, answering his question with her actions. Zhou Menglong hadn't expected such a reaction from Zhang Rumeng. His heart pounded, and he unconsciously began to twist his arm, rubbing it against Zhang Rumeng's breasts.

Zhang Rumeng felt a surge of alluring heat emanating from Zhou Menglong's arm. With each movement of his hand, her breasts, which had never been caressed by a man before, began to tingle and itch. Even the most secret crevice of her body secreted a little sticky fluid. Feeling this, Zhang Rumeng couldn't help but moan inwardly, "Ah, I never imagined Menglong's arm could bring me such a wonderful feeling! It's so comfortable. If I could, I would want Menglong to treat me like this forever."

Zhou Menglong twisted his arm, teasing Zhang Rumeng's untouched breasts, while secretly watching her, wanting to see her reaction. Seeing that Zhang Rumeng not only didn't resist, but instead showed a hint of enjoyment on her delicate face, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of confidence.

From the moment Zhou Menglong saw Zhang Rumeng's full, elastic buttocks, tightly encased in her hot pants, and began to imagine their heat and elasticity, an imperceptible change was taking place in his heart. His recent conversation with Zhang Rumeng had opened a crack in his reason, and once the door to his emotions was opened, it became uncontrollable.

While enjoying the warm, elastic sensation on his arm, Zhou Menglong's eyes became restless, sliding down Zhang Rumeng's body, starting from her breasts, passing her flat stomach, and reaching between her legs, where he lingered, taking in the sights that could make any man's nose bleed.

Because Zhang Rumeng was holding Zhou Menglong's arm, she was sitting sideways. From Zhou Menglong's position, he could clearly see the view between Zhang Rumeng's crossed legs. Her breasts, tightly encased in her hot pants, bulged out, and because of her sitting position, they appeared so full and elastic. Zhou Menglong

, of course, knew what would be below if Zhang Rumeng's hot pants were removed. Thinking of that dark forest, the flowing crevice, and the plump, tender flesh, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt a dryness in his mouth, and a certain part of his body, stimulated by this, rapidly swelled and hardened, almost forming a ninety-degree angle with his body.

Zhang Rumeng gazed happily at Zhou Menglong, enjoying the tingling sensation from his arm while watching to see if he would make any further moves. Just then, she noticed his eyes were fixed on a certain part of her body. Almost instinctively, she followed his gaze downwards, and upon realizing where he was looking, her heart skipped a beat.

"Oh my god, how could Menglong do this? So direct! He's so bold as to look at me there! That's the most embarrassing part of my body! Letting Menglong look like that is going to kill me with embarrassment! No, I can't let him look at me like that!"

Thinking this, Zhang Rumeng almost instinctively tried to close her legs, hoping to hide her private parts from Zhou Menglong and dispel her shame.

However, Zhang Rumeng felt that her lover's gaze upon her body was an expression of extreme fascination. Moreover, being stared at so boldly by Zhou Menglong, Zhang Rumeng felt her body gradually heating up, and the sticky liquid flowing from her cleft seemed to increase. At this moment, Zhang Rumeng felt as if she had lost all her strength, and her head slumped softly into Zhou Menglong's arms. Stimulated by this, her initial intention to close her legs turned into an unintentional act of spreading them even wider, making her breasts protrude even more.

In Chapter Thirty-One, "A Night Visit Like a Dream ,"

Zhou Menglong witnessed Zhang Rumeng's intentional or unintentional movements. He felt a surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen. Unbeknownst to him, his arm, which had been rubbing against Zhang Rumeng's breasts, had moved away and now embraced her slender waist. Zhang Rumeng sensed Zhou Menglong's action, her body stiffening slightly before softening again. After a comfortable moan, she nestled into Zhou Menglong's arms, beginning to appreciate the tenderness he was giving her.

Slender, soft, warm, and elastic, without an ounce of excess fat—even though his hands were touching Zhang Rumeng's body through her clothes, Zhou Menglong could clearly feel her waist and immediately made this assessment. Stimulated by this, Zhou Menglong's hands began to move involuntarily, gently gliding over Zhang Rumeng's slender waist.

As if ticklish, Zhang Rumeng involuntarily shifted her body. Zhou Menglong chuckled slightly, a surge of conquering desire welling up within him. One hand gently stroked Zhang Rumeng's cloud-like hair, while the other, resting on her slender waist, began to caress her full, firm buttocks, tightly encased in her hot pants.

Feeling Zhou Menglong's hand getting closer and closer to her buttocks, Zhang Rumeng began to tense up. Although she was a thousand times more willing to enjoy Zhou Menglong's caresses, she hadn't expected things to progress so quickly. Just a moment ago, she had been secretly heartbroken, resentful that Zhou Menglong hadn't wanted to spend time with her.

Under these circumstances, Zhang Rumeng couldn't help but reach out and grab Zhou Menglong's hand, stopping him from continuing. Instead, she nestled in his arms and whispered, "Menglong, no, don't do this, okay? I just want you to hold me like this, like this."

Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback, but Zhang Rumeng's actions only made him love her more. In this situation, Zhou Menglong gently pulled his hand away from Zhang Rumeng's and instead wrapped his arm around her waist. The two sat there quietly.

Feeling Zhou Menglong's understanding, Zhang Rumeng looked up and smiled gratefully at him. Then, she lowered her head and nestled in his arms. Suddenly, Zhang Rumeng sensed something was wrong. She felt something hard pressing against the lower part of her breasts, and the heat emanating from it made every pore on her body seem to open up, making her want to moan and use all her strength to soothe the hardness and heat.

"This, is this a man's thing? How amazing! It brings me such a comfortable feeling. But, it seems so big. Will it be able to accommodate such a magnificent thing?"

The more she thought about it, the hotter her body felt, and the annoying fluid kept flowing from her alluring cleavage, already soaking a large area of her underwear.

Feeling the changes in her body, Zhang Rumeng became even more shy, but the feeling of pleasure reaching deep into her heart made her involuntarily twist her body, using the edges of her breasts to soothe the hardness and heat. By now, Zhang Rumeng's face was flushed, and her breathing had become heavy. Although

there were two layers of clothing between them, Zhou Menglong couldn't bear the stimulation of his dragon. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but reach out and lift Zhang Rumeng's body up. Zhang Rumeng was having fun and didn't expect Zhou Menglong to lift her body, so she felt unwilling. When she was lifted up, Zhang Rumeng seemed to twist her body a couple of times, still wanting more.

Zhou Menglong saw that Zhang Rumeng was now alluring, her eyes glazed over, panting softly. Her large, watery eyes were filled with longing as she looked at him. Especially her writhing movements clearly told Zhou Menglong that this virgin was beginning to succumb to his teasing.

Seeing Zhang Rumeng's appearance, a wicked smile crept onto Zhou Menglong's lips. Seeing this, Zhang Rumeng suddenly felt embarrassed. In this situation, Zhang Rumeng began to pound Zhou Menglong's chest with her small, pink fists: "Menglong, you're so bad, so incredibly bad! How could you torture me like this? You're so bad, so incredibly bad!"

Zhang Rumeng's shy, girlish demeanor stirred a tenderness in Zhou Menglong's heart. In this moment, Zhou Menglong gently kissed Zhang Rumeng's forehead, then lifted her up... His delicate, almost fragile face gazed deeply into Zhang Rumeng's large, watery eyes. "What's wrong, cousin? Isn't this beautiful? Don't you like it? If you don't, then I won't do this to you anymore."

Zhang Rumeng had no idea that Zhou Menglong was just teasing her. Thinking of the exciting feeling she'd just experienced, Zhang Rumeng almost instinctively blurted out, "No, I want to do it again!"

As soon as she said this, Zhang Rumeng saw Zhou Menglong looking at her with a half-smile and realized he was just playing a trick on her. Her face flushed red, and Zhang

Rumeng instinctively tried to lower her head. However, she forgot that her chin was still being held by Zhou Menglong's hand. In her haste to lower her head to avoid revealing her shyness to Zhou Menglong, she could only stand there, stunned, staring at him. For some reason, when their eyes met, Zhang Rumeng felt her heart begin to pound again.

Zhou Menglong had been dating beautiful women since college, and Zhang Rumeng, a naive and inexperienced young woman, couldn't resist his advances. Zhou Menglong looked at Zhang Rumeng with deep affection: "Cousin, you're so beautiful."

Receiving such a compliment from her beloved, Zhang Rumeng could only let out a silent moan. All her strength seemed to drain away, leaving her limp and powerless. She longed to collapse into Zhou Menglong's arms, letting his large hands roam over her body, caressing her tenderly.

Thirty-two Dreamlike Night Visit Five

But Zhou Menglong had more important things to do, so he naturally wouldn't let Zhang Rumeng fall into his arms. After saying those words, Zhou Menglong leaned forward and slowly brought his lips to Zhang Rumeng's soft and fragrant lips. Zhang Rumeng knew what Zhou Menglong was going to do, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart, causing her to involuntarily close her eyes slowly, her sexy lips slightly upturned, waiting for Zhou Menglong's passionate kiss.

Crimson lips, fragrant breath, soft breasts, all of these stimulated Zhou Menglong. For some reason, facing the shy Zhang Rumeng, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt the kind of feeling that only comes with being in love. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong only wanted to kiss the lovely little girl in his arms properly, to caress her tenderly, and to express his love for Zhang Rumeng in his own unique way.

Just as their lips were drawing closer and about to touch, a sudden, urgent phone ring startled them, jolting them apart as if electrocuted. Once they regained their composure, they realized how somewhat embarrassed they looked and couldn't help but chuckle, instantly dispelling the ambiguous atmosphere in the small room and replacing it with a deep sense of tenderness.

Zhou Menglong picked up his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and slapped his forehead. He answered the phone and exclaimed, "Longzi, what's wrong? Can't wait? Want to introduce your sister-in-law to me? Okay, she's on her way, a bit stuck in traffic, almost there. Don't worry, I won't go if there's food. I'm not stupid. Get the drinks ready, I'll be there soon. We'll drink until we drop!"

Hanging up, Zhou Menglong made a helpless gesture. The call was from Long Zhiping. Originally, Zhou Menglong had planned to go to Long Zhiping's place after washing up, but what happened between Zhang Rumeng and Zhou Menglong made him forget all about it. Long Zhiping, seeing that Zhou Menglong hadn't arrived yet, couldn't help but call to ask about his situation, only to unexpectedly stumble upon Zhou Menglong and Zhang Rumeng's intimate moment.

Zhang Rumeng's face was still flushed. Hearing Zhou Menglong say he was leaving, a hint of disappointment appeared in her large, watery eyes. After looking at Zhou Menglong, Zhang Rumeng said softly, "Menglong, is this date really that important? Can't you not go?"

The longing in Zhang Rumeng's eyes gave Zhou Menglong no reason to doubt that if he really stayed, tonight, this green apple would turn into a mature woman. Seeing Zhang Rumeng's expression, Zhou Menglong regretted not finding a reason to cancel the date when he answered the phone.

Just as Zhou Menglong was hesitating whether to call Long Zhiping again, there was a knock on the door. The two exchanged a glance, and Zhou Menglong went to open the door. Zhao Jiayao walked in, and as soon as she entered, her clear voice rang out: "Menglong, Rumeng, what are you doing in the room? I've been calling you downstairs until I'm hoarse, but you haven't even answered me." Zhang

Rumeng, feeling guilty, blushed again upon hearing her mother's words and lowered her head. Zhou Menglong, on the other hand, appeared much more mature: "Auntie, my cousin Rumeng and I were just discussing where to go this Sunday. We got so excited that we didn't hear you call us. By the way, Auntie, why did you call us?"

Hearing this, Zhang Rumeng quickly raised her head and nodded.

A look of suspicion flashed across Zhao Jiayao's delicate face: "Discussing things? Do you have to discuss things behind closed doors? Besides, when I came in, Rumeng's face was so red. Oh, were they being intimate in the room? Sigh, if I had known that, I shouldn't have come up to call them. Let them be intimate; Menglong's parents aren't home for dinner today anyway."

Thinking this, Zhao Jiayao gave Zhou Menglong and Zhang Rumeng a meaningful look: "What else could I have called you for? I just wanted to make sure you weren't hungry. Okay, you two eat first. We can talk about the rest after we eat."

As she spoke, Zhao Jiayao made up her mind that if Zhou Menglong and Zhang Rumeng were in the same room again and closed the door, she would never come up to disturb them.

Zhou Menglong had already been urged to come over by Long Zhiping, and because of Zhao Jiayao's arrival, there was no possibility for him and Zhang Rumeng to continue. So, he hurriedly explained his reasons to Zhao Jiayao and left. As for what Zhao Jiayao did to Zhang Rumeng and Zhou Menglong in the room, and what Zhang Rumeng said, Zhou Menglong had no idea.

Reaching the door, Zhou Menglong wiped the sweat from his brow and, slightly out of breath, rang the doorbell. To avoid keeping Long Zhiping waiting, Zhou Menglong had hailed a taxi after leaving home and then climbed all the way to the fourth floor. After a while, a clear "Who's there?" rang out from inside, and the door opened. A young woman in a pink dress stood gracefully in the doorway. Seeing Zhou Menglong, a sweet smile appeared on her delicate face: "Zhou Menglong

, right? My Zhiping has been waiting for you for a long time. Come in." Taking advantage of the woman's words, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but scrutinize her. She had a celebrity-like face, somewhat resembling A Duo, the mature and alluring type. The pink dress she wore, while not high-end, complemented her skin perfectly, making her look even more radiant and charming. Combined with her mature allure, she appeared even more captivating.

A pair of high, full breasts stood proudly beneath the pink dress, displaying the young woman's assets as a woman. The dress had a low neckline, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white breasts, two small mounds that made Zhou Menglong secretly guess the size of her breasts. Beneath

the dress, most of her snow-white legs were exposed; the skin on her legs was dazzlingly white, and her calves were rounded and full of elasticity. Although only a small portion was visible, it was easy to deduce how long and alluring her legs must be. Zhou Menglong, of course, knew the principle of not looking at what was improper. After glancing at the young woman, he extended his hand and smiled slightly: "Hello, sister-in-law, I'm Zhou Menglong. You may have forgotten, but we met at your wedding. I just didn't expect you to look so beautiful in your wedding dress, and even more so in this outfit. It seems Longzi is truly blessed."

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