【Dragon Tattoo】(71-100) Author: wtw1974

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Chapter 071: Yu Fang (Part 4)

Long Shao was naturally unhappy and was in the middle of exerting his strength. He looked unhappy, but still bent down slightly
and handed the phone from her handbag to Yu Fang in her arms, saying, "Then hurry up! I won't move, you
answer the phone like this."

No way! Is it a bit too much to let her call her husband in this position?
But she had no room to maneuver. Yu Fang could only hold Long Shao's neck with one hand and take the phone with the other. She didn't have
time to pull out the penis from her vagina. She was still holding Long Shao and praying that it wasn't her husband calling. When she looked
at the caller ID, she found that it was indeed her husband Wu Bin calling. At this moment
, Long Shao was in the critical moment of raping her. Her mind went blank, she broke out in a cold sweat, panicked, and her legs went weak. She almost
fell off . Fortunately, there was a huge penis inside her vagina supporting her entire body. She quickly wrapped her left arm tightly
around Long Shao's neck, and squeezed her legs around his waist to prevent herself from falling. Seeing that she had regained
her balance, Long Shao freed his hands to frantically knead her breasts, while his penis thrust upwards forcefully inside her,
grinding heavily.

The phone was still ringing. She was filled with shame and anger. She tossed her sweat-dampened hair and gritted her teeth, answering the call immediately.

"Husband…you…why are you calling? Have your roommates all left?"

"They've all left, Xiao Fang. What are you doing now? Why didn't you answer the phone for so long?"
Wu Bin's anxious voice came through the phone.

But he clearly didn't know that she had just adjusted her sexual position with Long Shao.

"N-nothing...nothing..." she responded, but Long Shao continued to
probe her vagina with great interest. She couldn't help but let out a sob, tightly hugging Long Shao in the air. She then tried to make her voice sound
natural, "I...I'm at the company right now...working...I have a lot of work...I'm very busy
right now ."

Just as she finished speaking, Long Shao rubbed against her inside. She cried out softly, but Wu Bin on the other end
asked anxiously , "What's wrong? Are you catching a cold?"

"My nose is a little stuffy, I'm fine," she said loudly, trying to make her voice clear and bright. At this
moment, her left hand and legs were wrapped around the little rascal, making him stand and rape her, while her right hand held the phone and
talked to her husband. The phone was right next to Long Shao's ear; he must have heard it clearly.

She held the phone in one hand and wrapped her other arm around Long Shao's neck. Her husband's phone call was extremely chaotic in her mind, while
her vagina was unbearably itchy and tight, and her legs squeezed even tighter. Her flustered and shy expression only fueled Long Shao's
lust . He stood there, deliberately thrusting his hips forward, making a squelching sound as he pumped his penis in and out,
a lewd grin spreading across his face. She only wanted him to stop, but he deliberately increased the force of his thrusts.
Her beautiful eyes looked at him pitifully, as if begging him to stop, but his penis showed no signs of fatigue, even
becoming more magnificent and larger as it continued to thrust. The tension intensified the contractions of her uterine walls, and waves of pleasure
from over her. Meanwhile, Wu Bin hadn't hung up the phone yet, still chattering on about classmates'
funny stories and marital intimacy. She couldn't help but open her mouth wide, yet tried her best to hold back, afraid of making any unusual noise,
her pretty face turning bright red.

At this moment, Long Shao used both hands to support her snow-white buttocks and increased the force of his thrusts. Wu Bin
hadn't finished speaking yet. Hearing her husband's voice, she was being raped by another man, a big boy, who was holding her
body and doing whatever he wanted. This taboo of being raped and having an affair made her more excited by the thought
, and her buttocks began to move on their own again.

"Xiao Fang, when will you be back from work? Ugh, what's that noise coming from your office? It's
buzzing !"

Yu Fang was both embarrassed and anxious, rapidly moving her hips while lying, "I... nothing... it's
just the computer..."

"Xiao Fang, I'm so sorry I didn't take you to the company today. My classmates are all urging us to get you to have
a baby for me as soon as possible."

"It's nothing... okay... I'll have one when I get back..." Yu Fang didn't know what to say, and stopped talking,
only moving her hips to cooperate with Long Shao's penetration. After a while, amidst Long Shao's continuous thrusting,
she gasped , "No... nothing... I'm hanging up."

"Fang, what time will you be back from work?"

Yu Fang was both anxious and embarrassed, frantically moving her hips, her face flushed as she cursed, "Aren't you annoying...
I... I'm really... busy right now... don't delay my... work... I'll be home soon...
I'm hanging up..." Without waiting for Wu Bin's reply, she abruptly hung up the phone, followed by a scream of "Ah!" A wave of
climax, accompanied by her being dominated and abused, arrived. She groaned and squeezed her thighs together,
trying to press her shapely buttocks forward to meet the base of Long Shao's penis against her pubic bone, so that
there was no gap between their genitals. But his penis was too long, and she could not swallow it all. Long Shao reached
behind arms around her smooth, yet slender, buttocks, lifting them up so that her two snow-white
, smooth thighs pressed tightly against his. Their flesh rubbed together, and he could clearly feel her elastic thigh muscles
twitching . Then, her vagina, which had already been tightly gripping his thick penis, began to contract rapidly again.
The tender flesh of her vaginal walls writhed and rubbed against the boy's penis shaft, while the depths of her uterus sucked at the head of
his penis like a small mouth. She let out a heavy moan and cried out, "Long Shao...enough
...have mercy on me...ahhh! So good!...I...I'm going to come again..." As she spoke, her vagina spasmed violently
, and a surge of heat gushed from her core. She had another orgasm, an unparalleled ecstasy!

Listening to Yu Fang's conversation with her husband, Wenlong's glans was
tingling and itchy from being drenched twice by her hot vaginal fluid, giving him extreme pleasure. He excitedly said, "Sister Fang, it's still early today. I want to
have a good time with you, the number one beauty at the art school, this afternoon."

Yu Fang let out a long sigh and glanced at Long Shao, who was still inside her. "You've really
ruined me!"

Long Shao immediately began to thrust, pumping rapidly. "Sister Fang, you're in
such a hurry n't you?"

Yu Fang blushed and shyly punched Long Shao's chest with her small hands, complaining, "You're so annoying."
"You scoundrel, you raped me, took another man's wife's body, and made me betray my husband. And you still like to ask questions you already know the answers to."

"You like scoundrels, don't you? Let a scoundrel give you pleasure, give you the most wonderful sex!" Long Shao
chuckled, placing her on the sofa, hoisting her silk-stockinged legs onto his shoulders, and adding
another sofa cushion under her buttocks, making her vagina arch high. Grabbing her full breasts with both hands, he began to thrust wildly at high speed,
making her scream and splatter her juices everywhere. Long Shao lowered his head, sucking hard on her erect nipples,
occasionally biting them gently with his teeth, while his penis thrust in and out more intensely. The friction and wetness between their bodies
created a sizzling sound.

Her flushed face swayed from side to side, orgasms coming and going, her vaginal fluids flowing out again and again! This thrusting lasted for nearly
half an hour, making Long Shao's penis as hard as iron, incredibly thick, almost drying her out completely! She used her
slender arms to cover her breasts, feigning a shy, married woman's demeanor, straddling Long Shao's genitals and panting
, "I'm going to die!"

But Long Shao picked her up and laid her on the ground like a dog, kneeling behind her and continuing
to rape her from behind. After he had his fill of kneeling, Long Shao sat on a single sofa and forced her to play the "Guanyin sitting on
a lotus platform She didn't care about anything else, sitting on him and actively moving her body, letting him enjoy the sight of her heaving
, high breasts. The room was filled with the moans of a man and woman making love. They had been making love for nearly three hours straight.
He was truly energetic, and it was hard to believe how many times she had lost her virginity under his rape.

For the entire afternoon, from 1 p.m. to 4 p.m., Long Shao raped her in more than a dozen different positions, fucking her until she
was half-dead, bringing her to countless orgasms, satisfying her completely and indulging his own
lust. They were having sex wildly and without restraint, both hoping that this union would never end, that they would be intertwined
forever .

The clock in the suite had already struck 4 o'clock. At this moment, Long Shao was raping
her in the normal position on the bed. Long Shao had her stockinged legs on his shoulders, his hands supporting her buttocks, and he continued to thrust his penis forcefully
. Her beautiful hair was wildly spread across her chest, forming a stunning picture. In addition, the whole
room was filled with the sounds of sexual intercourse, the moans of the two of them having sex, the slapping sounds of their genitals tightly joined,
the squelching sounds of her vagina being penetrated by his large penis, and the creaking of the sofa springs from their intense intercourse, all of which were
incredibly arousing.

Suddenly, Long Shao lifted her legs off the sofa and pressed them down forcefully, making her stockinged thighs form a 120
-degree angle parallel to her body. Her stockinged legs were almost pressed onto his shoulders, her entire lower body curled up like a semi-circle,
her buttocks raised high off the ground, her vagina pointing towards the ceiling. Long Shao took a deep breath, pressed down on her small feet
, bracing himself on the ground, his large penis pressed firmly against her vagina, his entire body pressing down on her legs.

Long Shao's buttocks slowly lifted, his sticky, glistening penis almost vertically withdrawing from her body, until
only the engorged glans remained embedded in her tender labia. Suddenly, Long Shao's lower body slammed
down like a boulder falling from a mountain, with a loud "plop," almost his entire weight landing on her raised buttocks. It was
unimaginable ; he had actually violated her in such a shameful position!

Chapter 72: Yu Fang (Part 5)

"Ah!..." A moan escaped Yu Fang's
throat. She felt as if her body was being pierced by a red-hot iron bar. The shock of her muscles and tendons being crushed, along with an immense, excruciating pleasure,
surged . Her mind went blank, and she couldn't help but scream loudly.

"Plop...plop...plop...plop..." The sounds of flesh tightening echoed one after another. The violent
impact made her body sway like a sampan in a storm. Her firm breasts rippled with waves, and
her round calves and plump inner thighs trembled in waves.

The most wonderful thing was that, due to her years of dance practice, she had excellent stamina, a slender waist, full hips, and elastic skin. Each time she thrust
in, when she was close to her limit, it felt like riding a galloping horse. The skin on the bottom of her thighs was smooth as cream, but with
the elastic , it firmly supported Long Shao's chest and abdomen. Especially at the extreme angle, the slight bounce allowed his penis
to barely penetrate to its full extent before it bounced upwards under the resistance of her waist and hips.

Her body was like a bow, repeatedly bent and flattened beneath Long Shao. The waves
of pleasure surging over her were like a whip, lashing Long Shao's body to the peak of lust. Suddenly,
he felt a slight twitch in his lower body. "No..." She sensed that Long Shao was secretly groaning. She knew he
really didn't want this ecstatic experience to end so soon. He knew that once his penis ejaculated and
was pulled out of her body, it would mean that the afternoon of ecstatic rape was finally over. But his body's reaction told him that the final
climax was about to arrive. In fact, by this point, Long Shao had been raping her for more than three hours.

She was already exhausted and panting, saying, "Young Master Long, that's enough! I've come so many
times already, I can't take it anymore! Please, stop! Just pull out and cum, I'll die if you keep going like this."

Wenlong lewdly grinned, "Okay, I'll cum a little longer." He gritted his teeth, trying his best
to control the overwhelming pleasure, and looking at her flushed face and panting breaths beneath him, the thought of humiliating her one last time
flashed into his mind. Young Master

Long tightened his arms around her, barely managing to stop his assault. He called out urgently in her ear,
"Sister Fang, Sister Fang, I, I can't control myself anymore, I'm going to, I'm going to cum..." As he cried out, his penis actually
clenched tightly a few times.

"No! No, don't ejaculate inside!! Pull it out and ejaculate!"

"But, thankfully I can hold back, I can still fuck you for another two hours."

Upon hearing this, Yu Fang was terrified, her beautiful eyes snapping open. She tried her best to push Long
Shao's shoulders upwards with both hands, but her strength was too weak to do anything about it. "You scoundrel...you...you've already raped me...
all afternoon...what else do you want...oh...please...spare me...oh!"

"Sister Fang, I can't ejaculate unless you beg me to ejaculate! Beg me to ejaculate inside your cunt!"

"No, I'm ovulating today, I can't!" Yu Fang was almost crying out.

"But, but, I...I really can't ejaculate."

"No! No, I'll get pregnant!!" Yu Fang used her last bit of strength to writhe futilely beneath Long Shao
.

Long Shao's arms gripped her jade-like arms like iron hoops, his lower body thrusting forward viciously.
He thrust forward, his hard penis seemingly trying to penetrate deep into her body. Long Shao could almost clearly
feel her slippery, tender labia parting under his maximal pressure, finally
enveloping his entire penis warmly for the first time. The glans was fully inside her uterus, and his entire lower body was soaked in her
bodily fluids.

He suddenly propped himself up, wrapping his arms around her soft, arched legs, lifting her two shapely, long, silk-stockinged
legs , and began to thrust wildly. He pressed down, dangling his tongue into her mouth, and she
involuntarily opened her lips, sucking and licking. Suddenly, he pulled his tongue from her mouth, pressed his head against her
neck, and pressed his ear against her lips, panting heavily, "Quick...quick! Beg me to cum inside you...
or I'll fuck you to death..."

Yu Fang's tears welled up instantly. Being raped was bad enough, but now he was demanding this little rascal ejaculate.
But if she didn't beg him, she didn't know how much longer she would be toyed with. She stared at him pitifully, tears welling in her eyes, and
said aggrievedly, "Okay...I...I beg you...please!"

Long Shao was incredibly excited, his huge penis thrusting in and out over a hundred times. Unable to stop the surging spasms,
he made her moan loudly, "I beg...please cum...I really can't take it anymore...cum...
cum inside my pussy..."

Long Shao's throat was filled with heavy breathing, "Please...I...please me!...Quickly!!"

She only wanted him to ejaculate as soon as possible to end this rape. She no longer cared about shame, only thinking about
stimulating him to ejaculate with the most lewd sounds. She suddenly thought of a way, and she screamed loudly, "Cum, cum
inside my uterus...make me pregnant...I...I'll give you a son!! Ah...!"

"Yes...give me a son...doesn't your husband want a child? I'll give him one!" The huge stimulation
and the pleasure of conquest brought Long Shao to the peak. In the last moment, he no longer wanted to hold back his ejaculation. He frantically
thrust into her body a dozen more times, and his glans suddenly swelled up. The large glans once again pressed into
her uterus, trembling violently. Knowing that Long Shao was really about to ejaculate, she excitedly cried out, "Good... Sister
will give you a son... Quick... Quick, give it to sister..."

Then, she tightly embraced Long Shao's back, thrusting her vulva upwards
with gripped his glans like claws, sucking incessantly. She screamed excitedly, "Ah!" At the same time, a gush of hot
, viscous vaginal fluid spurted from her uterus, bringing her to another peak of orgasm. Simultaneously, Long Shao's
glans, impacted by her vaginal fluid, went numb from his urethra to his entire body. He could no longer hold back his ejaculation. His urethra
opened, and a large amount of hot, scalding semen gushed from his scrotum like a burst dam,
violently deep into her uterus. The intense semen he had been holding back all afternoon was released from his urethra!

"So good!" Wenlong and Yu Fang exclaimed together.

Long Shao's scalding semen repeatedly and forcefully pounded against her uterus. Yu Fang felt that this shameless little lecher's
ejaculate was so plentiful, hot, and powerful, instantly filling her uterus and vagina, as if shooting into her
heart. The heat caused her whole body to spasm and tremble, her vagina involuntarily clenching around his large penis, her uterus
gripping the glans! The hot semen penetrating deep into her uterus almost made her faint! Long Shao's ejaculation volume was truly enormous; some
thick, white semen was squeezed out around her vaginal opening between the throbbing of his penis. More than
ten jerk-jerk ejaculations had left a large pool of semen stuck to her vaginal opening, an unimaginable amount.
Although some semen had escaped, the vast majority of semen could not flow out through their
point of contact, because Long Shao's penis was much larger than normal, and her vagina during orgasm was absolutely
tight like a rubber band, tightly constricting the penis inserted inside.

Furthermore, Long Shao's ejaculation lasted for several seconds.
During Long Shao began to thrust wildly again, his penis swelling to its maximum size. Finally, he thrust his penis deep
into her uterus once more, with continuous "plop" and "plop" sounds, finally
ejaculating deep into her uterus. Stimulated by his hot semen, she reached another orgasm without
even panting. Her whole body convulsed, indescribably pleasurable, and her vaginal fluids erupted again, ejaculating repeatedly.

"Oh..." When the ejaculation finally ended, they both roared loudly at the same time,
collapsing . She fainted from the stimulation of this incredibly intense intercourse.

...

When the exhausted Yu Fang returned to her home, the streetlights were already on. She didn't remember how she
pushed away the heavy boy pressing down on her, nor how she firmly refused that little rascal's invitation again,
nor whether she encountered those foreign tenants again. Yu Fang only remembered clinging tightly to the boy's broad
arms all afternoon, her legs wrapped
tightly around his waist through thin flesh-colored stockings. One high-heeled shoe still clung precariously to her taut toes, swaying with the rhythm of their intercourse, while the other was long gone. She
felt as if she had transformed into a magnificent peony beneath her. Each thrust from the boy and each
response opened a petal, and each unfolding petal made her even more radiant. The boy's breathing
grew increasingly rapid. His high-heeled shoe rolled off his foot. Finally, all the petals bloomed at once, their beautiful radiance
illuminating the entire room. Yu Fang held the boy tightly, streams of rich nectar flowing into her flower.

Yu Fang lay in the bathtub, washing herself again and again. Her body remained unchanged, seemingly even
fuller. Yu Fang felt she hadn't lost anything, yet it also felt as if she had lost so much.

Outside, Wu Bin remained oblivious to his wife's subtle change. Leaning against the doorframe, he rambled on about
the gossip he'd heard. "You know, right? Dr. Wang from the social sciences department, the one who bought a house in the Asian Games Village the year before last—his wife
lost her job, and now they can barely pay the mortgage, let alone the property management fees." Wu Bin's voice grew proud. "I
told them, I'm not afraid. My wife is incredibly capable!"

Two glistening tears rolled down Yu Fang's cheeks.

...

Tang Sisi woke up to find her fever gone and it was dark. She wore traces of sweat, but her body
ached from just recovering from a serious illness.

Chapter 73: Tang Sisi She groaned softly, awkwardly sitting up in bed and looking around the
lounge.

The room was simply furnished: a gleaming wooden European-style high desk, a pure white velvet armchair...
There was a door to the side, and through the slightly ajar door, one could vaguely see rows of neatly hung clothes behind it.
The space inside seemed quite large, perhaps even bigger than her own living quarters.

The slightly cool blankets under her small hands drew her attention back. This bed was unbelievably huge;
three burly men could easily lie on it.

The shiny black sheets revealed her fair skin, which she had always had, and her disheveled long hair added to her allure.

Wenlong walked in carrying a cup, and upon seeing her seductive appearance, his stomach tightened involuntarily.

"Awake?" He sat down on the bed and handed her a glass filled with a milky white liquid. "Drink this
."

"What is it?"

"Eggsy."

Upon hearing that it was alcohol, she quickly shook her head. "I don't drink."

"Of course I know you don't drink, otherwise you wouldn't have clung to me last night and wanted me to take you to a hotel
! But this eggsy will help your cold get better faster." He dictatorially moved the glass forward again. "
Hurry up !"

"But..." She hesitated for a long time, reaching out to take it but unable to resist the urge to refuse. She really couldn't make another mistake
, otherwise, if she owed another million, she might as well sell herself to him as a cleaning lady!

"Hurry up, I don't have much patience."

Tang Sisi was passively given a glass. The milky white liquid inside looked like milk, but
had a faint smell of alcohol. She blushed even before drinking. "I'm afraid I'll get drunk again..."

"Anyway, it's not like I haven't seen you drunk before." In fact, he
really again and study the difference between the two.

Tang Sisi glanced at him hesitantly, took a small sip, but suddenly thought of something: "You're not
planning to take advantage of me while I'm drunk to rip me off for another million, are you?"

"Now that you know who I am, do I still need to rip you off?" Wenlong gritted his teeth.

"Hmm, it seems not..." Tang Sisi immediately and confidently downed her eggnog in one gulp.

She licked her red lips with a lingering smugness, then charmingly handed him the cup.

"Here you go, I've finished... Phew! So hot..." Her body felt warm; eggnog really could cure a cold
... but her head was starting to feel a little dizzy...

"How are you feeling?" He placed the cup on the low table beside him.

"It's hot! Didn't you say eggnog could cure a cold?" She frowned and glared at him coldly. "You weren't
lying to me, were you?"

"I wasn't lying to you."

"Hmm, that's good." She glanced around the lounge unconsciously, then turned to him. "Hey, I'm asking
you, does a woman really have to pay a million to have you for one night?"

"What do you think?" Wenlong chuckled inwardly. This little woman was really a bit dim-witted.

Her face suddenly scrunched up, and she looked at him with disdain. "You look no different from any other man
! You actually want a million? It's not like 'that place' is gilded, pfft!"

He leaned forward and got very close to her. "Didn't you try it?"

"Don't get so close, it's hot!" She pressed against his chest.

He held up two fingers and waved them in front of her. "How much is this?"

"Two? You're an idiot!" she cursed gruffly.

His thin lips immediately curled into a smile: "Very well, you're indeed drunk." A sudden shove from his large hand pushed her into the covers, his
imposing frame looming over her.

"Who said I'm drunk? I'm perfectly fine, I can walk in a straight line if you tell me to!" she snorted again,
haughtily raising her chin.

"This isn't a police station, you don't need to walk in a straight line."

Tang Sisi pushed the boy who was leaning over her: "Why are you lying on top of me?"

The boy gave a wicked smile, naturally silencing her chatter, his long fingers pushing
up , demonstrating his intentions.

"Ugh..." Tang Sisi managed a weak whimper.

Her body, still recovering from a fever, was unusually sensitive to any touch; the rubbing of the man's long fingers against her skin sent
shivers down her spine, causing her to moan softly. A burning sensation rose between her legs, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The alluring woman writhed impatiently, her limbs rubbing against Wenlong's strong physique. His
heat immediately ignited, pressing against the softest, moist mound between her legs through the fabric…

Tang Sisi's thoughts were completely drawn to the sudden object. She reached down to explore, until her soft
palm covered the hot, throbbing protrusion…

“Mmm… what is this…” she gasped.

He paused, his lips, which were grasping her nipple and licking its berry-colored bud, and looked up at her with a wicked smile:
“Guess.”

The alcohol had already clouded her judgment; his caresses and teasing only made her
respond helplessly with primal instinct, reflexively exploring the swollen, hot area encased in her silk trousers.

Wenlong couldn't stand her playful groping. He grabbed her small hand and growled in a low voice, "Don't touch me like that!"

"You told me to guess,"

she said innocently, which only fueled his anger. "No need to guess, I'll show you what it is."

He unzipped his pants and pressed her hand inside his crotch, placing it on his throbbing, hot, and intimidating desire,
making her feel how much he wanted her. His masculine member throbbed with her exploration.

"It moves," she exclaimed in surprise, propping herself up to look at where her small hand was touching.

Her smooth fingertips curiously and gently scraped the heat source on her skin. His heavy breathing immediately followed, intensifying
her playful intent.

Her slender fingers pulled his large member out of his pants, her seductive eyes stealing glances at Wenlong's reaction.

He was tightly closing his eyes, trying to suppress his desire, but the blush on his handsome face and the way he bit his lip made him seem more like an ordinary man
than a gigolo playing with women.

Tang Sisi stuck out her tongue, playfully letting her little hands wander up and down his manhood, a slow, torturous motion
…

“Damn it!” He shoved her back onto the bed, and before she could react, he pulled down her already wet panties and
buried his long fingers inside her.

Tang Sisi gasped, arching her back in shock, but the hidden, sweet passage between her legs
conveyed a clear sense of fullness.

“Ugh…” Her delicate face suddenly contorted in discomfort.

The man’s long fingers raced rapidly through her passage, her tightness contracting with his movements, releasing
warm, clear fluid like that of a ripe fruit, wetting his fingers and arousing an even
stronger desire in him.

"Ugh..." She raised her lower body to embrace him more fully, her face flushed, and couldn't help but
hug his shoulders, pressing her body against his.

When her hot, naked body touched his cool shirt, her lower abdomen tightened involuntarily, sucking on his long fingers
, and she raised her impatient face, silently pleading with him. Her

long, glossy hair cascaded down her soft back, her skin so smooth and tender that it was irresistible to touch. He wanted
her!

Wenlong withdrew his long fingers, guided his already uncontrollably aroused desire, and pressed it against her warm, moist passage,
wiping it with fragrant fluid as he pushed it in. His large, hot manhood stretched her passage to its limit, and Tang Sisi gasped.

"Do you like it?" He pushed in slowly and torturously, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"I like it... if you go a little faster..." The sense of loss within her made her sob uncontrollably. She pressed
her body even closer, actively wanting his manhood to penetrate deeper into her body.

"I like your enthusiasm, but some things need to be taken slowly." He teased her maliciously, his heart nearly
breaking from the intense sensitivity of her body.

He desperately wanted to conquer her!

"Don't be so mean!" Tang Sisi angrily punched him, pressing her body even closer, even starting to wiggle her hips.

"Don't move!"

"You're so mean, you've made my body like this, and you still won't give it to me..." She glared at him resentfully.

He liked seeing her drunk, because her face was flushed, and her personality was more active and bold; unlike
when she was sober, she only dared to complain quietly, always keeping her distance from him.

Heaven knows how much he missed her body after last night, how much he missed
the fulfilling feeling of burying himself in her deep, warm body.

So he maliciously got her drunk with eggnog, wanting to possess her.

But now he was starting to regret getting her drunk, because in the end, he was the one suffering, trying
to play with her sensitive body only made him sink deeper.

He abruptly withdrew from her body, pulling her away and sitting down on a chair by the bed, coldly commanding,
"Open yourself for me."

As he left, she gasped, a heavy sense of loss bringing tears to her eyes: "Come back..."

"If you behave and satisfy me, my body is yours."

She eagerly tried to climb back onto the bed, her full, snow-white breasts hanging down, alluringly alluring. Seeing that he
showed no sign of backing down, she sat back on the bed, her eyes moist as she looked at him: "How?"

"Sit in front of me and open your legs."

Tang Sisi hesitated as she moved in front of Wenlong, her firm, white legs slowly parting for him. The thin
covering between her legs was already damp from his teasing, the fabric glistening with moisture, revealing a glimpse of her hidden spring.

A glint flashed in his deep black eyes.

"Is this okay?" she asked hesitantly.

The clitoris buried in her fragrant path throbbed under his burning gaze. She bit her lip in discomfort, her small hand
involuntarily sliding between her parted legs, lightly touching the wetness there. When her fingertips touched the trembling clitoris, she finally
couldn't help but whimper, "Please..."

Wenlong grasped his already erect desire and commanded in a low, hoarse voice, "Pull down your pants."

Tang Sisi obediently pulled down her panties. Her rosy vulva was contracting intensely due to the rising passion, and sweet
nectar seeped out even more, crystal clear like freshly picked flower juice, tempting the boy sitting in
the chair .

She could no longer resist and squeezed her fingers into her vulva. The velvety flesh walls contracted from the fullness, and
she groaned in discomfort, her eyes glazed over as if she were about to die.

Chapter 74: Huang Xiaofu "Do you want me?"

"Yes!"

She didn't understand why the fire within her was so intense. The heat throughout her body made her forget everything, only wanting a
sense of fulfillment and a tight embrace, as if the whole world consisted only of the two of them, all warmth had disappeared, and
only his burning, firm embrace remained.

"Come here, sit on me."

He beckoned to her, and she immediately rushed towards him, spreading her legs to sit on his erect penis.
The friction of his straight, strong male member against her flesh made her moan wildly.

"Mmm... ah..."

"I haven't even started yet, baby."

His firm buttocks began to rise and fall rapidly, the hard, hot source of heat rapidly and intensely
pumping in and out of her wet, secluded place. His large hands kneaded her bouncing breasts, pinching and kneading her pink nipples until they were full and firm, then he opened his mouth and took them in,
letting his tongue tease the two crimson cherries.

"Faster... ah... mmm... ooh..." His increasingly rapid movements made her arch her back and shake her head, powerless
to resist the waves of pleasure spreading throughout her body.

He cupped her buttocks for support, penetrating deeper into her, thrusting repeatedly to the very depths. He increased
the frequency of his thrusts, watching her moan with a mixture of pain and ecstasy.

"Ahhh... ooh..." She bit her lip, closed her eyes tightly, and felt everything with her body.

The place where they were joined made lewd sounds from the rapid friction, and the warm room was filled only with their hurried
breathing. The woman's bra was pushed up to her breasts, and her naked body rose and fell with his thrusts,
displaying an alluring posture. Her

long hair was draped over her snow-white body, and she looked like an elf fallen to earth, excited and passionate for him.

Wenlong felt so full; her body seemed to have been born for him, enveloping him tightly
. Every rhythm could not satisfy his desire, but instead made him want her even more!

"Just a little longer... almost there..." He cupped her buttocks and penetrated her more deeply.

"Ah..." she cried out, tilting her head back. A surge of intense pleasure rushed to her head, scattering her senses
and leaving her completely blank for a moment.

Wenlong thrust in one last time, his thick, hot fluid accumulating in his erect manhood. He withdrew, letting his white
semen spray onto her panting body.

Tang Sisi collapsed weakly onto Wenlong, closing her eyes, her thoughts so hazy that she didn't even
realize . She soon fell asleep.

Wenlong carried her to the bed, then lay down under the silk quilt, embracing her, pressing his arms against her soft body. His
senses were still reeling from the intense yet satisfying passion.

Her fragrance, her smoothness, her tightness, her moans... he wanted it all!

He wanted her!

She must be dreaming...

Tang Sisi looked at the sleeping man beside her, covering her face in frustration and groaning.

What was wrong with her? Why was she lying in the same bed with him again, completely naked,
a repeat of the "mistake" from the night before?!

The strong body beside her stirred, turning towards her. Tang Sisi quickly fell back onto the bed,
turning her back to him.

Wenlong propped himself up, lazily watching Tang Sisi. Her fall was so sudden and heavy that it
was hard for him not to notice. "You're awake?"

The little girl didn't move.

"Still not awake?" His fingertips maliciously traced her skin, immediately
raising . "Since you're still asleep, I can do whatever I want, right..."

"No!" Tang Sisi sprang up from the bed, clutching the blanket and running far away. Seeing
the wicked smile on Wenlong's lips, she knew she'd been tricked, and angrily glared at him.

"So you were awake? Last night you were so wild, you were a sight to behold! You tormented me until I was unrecognizable
, your moans were so loud they almost lifted the roof off, you kept begging me, 'Hurry up,' and you even spread your
legs ..."

"Liar!" Tang Sisi covered her ears, her face as red as a tomato. "You're lying!"

Wenlong lay on his side, enjoying Tang Sisi's shyness. "Why would I lie?"

"You...you've never been a good person, you're a liar, I don't believe you!"

"Oh?" Her words enraged him, his handsome face instantly freezing. "Since I'm not a good person, then I
won't hesitate to tell you, I've decided on you!"

She was too shocked to speak.

"Don't you understand? You will be my one and only slave...Do you know what a slave is?" Wenlong grinned
, his white teeth looking frighteningly bloodthirsty. "A sex slave."

"I don't want to!" Tang Sisi's face drained of color.

"You can't refuse. Don't forget, I'm your creditor. I can demand you repay
this debt in any way you want."

"You can't be serious..." Tang Sisi trembled with fear. "I can clean your house for you,
every day , anytime. Whenever you think the house is dirty, just call me, and I'll come clean it right away. If you
've finished making love with a female guest and left the bedroom a mess, with toilet paper everywhere, I'll clean it
spotless for you, making sure your next guest feels right at home!"

Wenlong suddenly burst into loud laughter, pushed Tang Sisi onto the bed with his large hand, restrained her with his hands and feet,
and looked down at her: "I was just kidding. Who told you to say I'm no good?"

Tang Sisi was stunned for a moment, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears: "It's not funny at all."

"What's there to cry about?" He gently wiped away the tears from her eyes with his thumb,
stared at for a long time, and then lowered his head to seal her lips.

The moment he kissed her, she vaguely heard his declaration—"But I still want you! However,
it time for breakfast!"

After breakfast, Tang Sisi went to help Bai Shuzhen with her overtime work, while Wenlong drove to Wen Yaxian
's house. When he got out of the car, he had a box of long, thin acupuncture needles in his hand, and slowly walked towards Huang Xiaofu's house. He
didn't know that not long after he walked there, Qian Feng of the Black Shark Gang surfaced from the bottom of the artificial lake in Huanglong Park
.

Inside the Huanglong Park Police Station, Zhang Weidong stood with his hands behind his back, watching several policemen in dark black uniforms
carrying a body dressed in black as they entered.

"Cough cough… What happened here?…"

Zhang Weidong frowned, examining the body's face.

"Reporting, Chief!… It happened in the lake in Huanglong Park!… It was discovered and reported by an elderly woman doing her morning exercise…
Preliminary investigation suggests drowning!…"

A serious-looking young policeman saluted solemnly and said. Zhang Weidong hummed in agreement, circling the body of the man in black several times
with his hands behind his back .

"Drowned?... I think there's more to this than meets the eye!... Why was he dressed like that in the middle of summer?
Who is this man in black? Is he a member of the Black Shark Gang? Why would he go swimming? And dressed
so neatly? Would you swim dressed like this?... This strongly suggests he was murdered! The fact that
he left no trace indicates the killer is a ruthless and experienced individual! Absolutely!... Find out
the identity of this man in black immediately!..."

Zhang Weidong, as expected of the police chief, quickly pointed the investigation in the seemingly drowned case
.

"...Found it!... He has a student ID here!... It's from Linhai University! His name is Qian Feng!...
"

A policeman, with a delighted expression, found Qian Feng's identification in the backpack on the body.
Although soaked,
the hummed in agreement. He said he was going to Linhai University to find out more. Then, a police car drove off, heading
straight for the neighboring city of Linhai.

In Jinlin Hutong, Wenlong looked at the blue and white sign on the alleyway; this was the alley where Huang Xiaofu lived.

"Ah!...Wenlong's here!...Come in quickly! Have you had breakfast yet?... "

The courtyard gate was open, and Wenlong stepped inside. There were a few more people in the courtyard today than yesterday, Wenlong
glanced around. A tall, thin middle-aged man, a young woman, an old man with white hair,
a young man squatting by the tap washing his face, and Wen Yaxian on the steps, smiling sweetly at him as
he sat in his wheelchair. And Huang Xiaofu, busy at the door, her eyes sparkling with joy
.

"Hello Aunt Wen! ... Good morning, Sister Xiaofu!..."

Wenlong showed none of the shyness or awkwardness typical of a
boy
going through puberty. Under the watchful eyes of the adults in the courtyard, he greeted Wen Yaxian and Huang Xiaofu, who were sitting in wheelchairs, with a broad smile. He completely ignored their stares, appearing both individualistic and naturally generous. The adults were inwardly
amazed . This boy was interesting. Even the white-haired old man had a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Xiaofu! Is this your younger brother?..."

The young man under the tap glanced at the stunningly beautiful Huang Xiaofu and said with a smile. This was a typical case of
making conversation . He was certain that no one wouldn't be interested in a beauty like Huang Xiaofu. Huang Xiaofu ignored him
, turned around, went inside, and closed the screen door. The young man stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do.

"Hey bro! ...That's not how you pick up girls!..."

Wenlong, who had already walked to Wen Yaxian's wheelchair, turned to the young man's words and made a
joke. Everyone in the courtyard was visibly taken aback, not expecting this boy to be so outgoing, immediately
teasing a man older than himself.

"Haha...Good lad! Well said! ...You can't be so coy if you want to pursue Xiaofu!..."

The middle-aged man was the first to react, his eyes lighting up before he burst into laughter, giving
Wenlong with admiration and amazement. Then everyone in the courtyard laughed heartily. The young man
blushed, scratched his head, chuckled awkwardly, and looked at Wenlong with astonishment in his eyes.

"Hehe...this little rascal...talks so much!...This is my nephew!...He's only
sixteen !...He's quite mischievous!..."

Chapter 075: Wen Yaxian Wen Yaxian's face clearly showed a hint of affection as she looked at everyone in the courtyard
and playfully slapped Wenlong's small hand. She said with a smile,

"I say, Director Wen...your nephew is really smart! Only sixteen years old!...Tsk tsk! He already knows how
to pick up girls ! Impressive! Kids these days are amazing!..."

The middle-aged man looked at Wenlong, amazed and teasing him with a smile. Everyone else looked at Wenlong
with smiles on their faces. Wenlong also smiled back at them, without any hint of evasion or embarrassment. Just kidding,
Wenlong's skin is incredibly thick now, it's hard to make him blush. Sure enough, seeing Wenlong's
nonchalant attitude, as if he didn't care about them, the middle-aged man chuckled awkwardly,
turned around and went to do his own thing, and the others also left.

Wenlong proactively pushed Wen Yaxian into the room, where Huang Xiaofu was tidying up. Wenlong thought to himself, "Huang
Xiaofu is truly diligent, being a girl from the countryside. Thinking of those pampered city girls,
who can't even cook, are incredibly lazy, and spend money like water, there's no comparison!

" "Aunt Wen!...Are you sleeping in the inner room?... "

Wenlong asked, pushing Wen Yaxian further inside.

"Hmm!...You really know how to treat illnesses?...Little genius!... "

Wen Yaxian was extremely fond of this overly clever little boy, her breath sweet and fragrant, her eyes full of smiles,
as she tilted her head stared at Wenlong with her beautiful eyes. Wenlong nodded seriously. He then pushed Wen Yaxian into the inner room.
Bending down, he wrapped his small arms around Wen Yaxian's soft, fragrant body, and, to her astonishment, her face flushed and her eyes wide with disbelief,
easily lifted her up. Wen Yaxian never expected that this little boy could actually lift her up, and one of his small
hands even pressed against her soft left breast, sending a shiver down her spine. This sensation made her extremely
shy . No man had ever held her body before. Although in Wen Yaxian's eyes Wenlong wasn't quite a man yet, just
a boy, she didn't consider him a child. A child couldn't possibly understand so much knowledge and
speak so maturely.

Wenlong was actually secretly thrilled. So soft! So bouncy! The feel was amazing! Of course,
he pretended to know nothing, placing the blushing, half-closed Wen Yaxian on the bed and setting up the wheelchair.
Then he went out again to wash his hands. When he came back in, he was holding a handful of
gold needles .

Lying in bed, Wen Yaxian looked at the gold needles in Wenlong's hand, her heart pounding.

"Hmm!... Aunt Wen! Let me take a look at you first..."

He said, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching out to grasp Wen Yaxian's smooth, white wrist. Actually, he wasn't
taking her pulse in the traditional Chinese medicine way; he was using his Xuan Yang spiritual energy to flow through Wen Yaxian's meridians. Sure enough,
when he reached her thigh, the flow slowed down. He used his internal vision to examine her. Hiss...
The meridians between her thigh and calf were severely damaged, with only a thin thread connecting them, filled with stagnant blood. It seemed he would have to help her reconnect the meridians,
but it wasn't a major problem.

"I can cure it!... But Aunt Wen, you have to trust me!... Your meridians have a problem; there's still
stagnant blood hasn't been released. It will hurt a little later!..."

Wenlong released his grip on her soft, jade-like wrist, having just examined the condition of Wen Yaxian's legs. He had a good idea of the situation;
her right leg was more serious, and her left leg was slightly better. He spoke up.

"Ah!... I've seen doctors before! They said the meridians were broken!..."

Wen Yaxian was a doctor after all, and she must have consulted many famous doctors. She frowned slightly, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly.
She glanced at the handsome Wenlong and said softly

, "I said I can cure you, and I can!... I'll cure you right now!... Sister Xiaofu!... Do you have any alcohol at home? Bring some over, and a small basin too..." Wenlong stood up and rolled up his sleeves. Lying on the bed, Wen Yaxian felt a warmth and happiness in her heart looking at Wenlong's mature demeanor. She didn't know why, but she had thought about Wenlong 's words all night. It seemed unbelievable, like a savior had fallen from the sky, yet she dared not have too much hope, afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Actually, she had been hoping for Wenlong's arrival since she woke up this morning, yet worried that he wouldn't come. Like a lovelorn woman waiting for her lover. This thought flashed through , but her reason immediately extinguished this extremely strange idea. She didn't know why she thought this way; he was just a sixteen-year-old boy! Huang Xiaofu responded from the outer room and quickly prepared the things, bringing them in. It was placed on the wooden shelf inside, where the washbasin . Then she stood to the side watching Wenlong drop the gold needles into the small basin. Then something astonishing happened. The alcohol in the small iron basin that Wenlong was holding began slowly steam, then bubbled and boiled like water. It was amazing! He could make the alcohol boil without any heat. My goodness! Now Wen Yaxian also began to believe that he could really cure her leg. "Xiaofu, go and close the door!...I can't be disturbed while I'm treating the patient!..." Wenlong said to Huang Xiaofu with a serious expression. Huang Xiaofu knew how capable Wenlong was, so she immediately went out and locked the door, then came back into the inner room and closed the door as well, looking at Wenlong as if to say, "What else do you want from me?" "Hmm! Very good!...Take off Aunt Wen's pants!..." As soon as Wenlong finished speaking, Wen Yaxian, who was lying on the bed, blushed crimson, but she endured it and remained silent. She thought to herself, how can I treat her if she doesn't take off her pants? Huang Xiaofu carried out Wenlong's instructions without hesitation, carrying...

Her white floral pajama bottoms were pulled down, revealing a pair of smooth, pale, slender legs. Wen Yaxian
felt an indescribable shyness, her body burning hot. Although Wenlong was a child, he was still a
boy, wasn't he? She peeked at Wenlong with her eyes half-closed in embarrassment, seeing his calm expression.

"Hmm!...Take off the inner one too!..."

Shameless! Despicable! Wenlong's expression was extremely serious, his face calm, but inwardly he was extremely nervous. There was
absolutely no need to take off Wen Yaxian's last pair of underwear. But Wenlong was no good person.
Of course, if he didn't take advantage of such a good opportunity, he wouldn't be Wenlong.

"Can't...not...take it off?... "

Wen Yaxian was almost fainting from embarrassment, her blood boiling. Her smooth, fragrant body
trembled slightly, her lips uttering a sound probably only as soft as a mosquito's buzz. Of course, Wenlong heard her clearly, and
shook his head firmly and seriously.

"Auntie! He's just a little kid! What does it matter!"

Huang Xiaofu was indeed recklessly bold, glancing at the serious Wenlong without a care. Then, under
Wen Yaxian removed the last line of defense from her body. Hiss...
Damn! Such beautiful pink lips! Her smooth abdomen was flawless, and between her snow-white and smooth thighs,
a few strands of dark silk curled up, revealing a full, pink, and tender cleavage. Two small and cute pink
lips disappeared into the shadows of her thighs. Seeing this, a surge of heat rushed to Wenlong's lower abdomen, and his massive penis
instantly became erect.

"Hmm!... Sister Xiaofu, you go out and keep watch! Don't let anyone in! Understand? Go!..."

Wenlong looked like a charlatan who believed in his teachings. Huang Xiaofu was quite obedient, glancing at Wenlong, nodding, and
going out, closing the door behind her. As Huang Xiaofu left... Wen Yaxian didn't know what was happening; her body grew increasingly
hot, her heart began to pound rapidly, and her breathing became quickened. Her smooth little hands
gripped the bedsheets tightly, and she tried to squeeze her legs together, but they were numb. Her mind was a complete mess.

"I'm going to start now!..."

Wenlong, that beast, was truly shameless. He first placed a small basin of alcohol on the side of the bed. He
casually spread Wen Yaxian's slender legs wide open. Wen Yaxian suppressed her shyness, her eyes
snapping open, staring at Wenlong with a face flushed crimson. Her eyes flashed with a complex expression, and her small mouth was tightly pursed.

Sigh! How could Wenlong's skin be so thick with shame at this so-called stare? He even
smiled broadly while staring at Wen Yaxian's extremely shy eyes. Shameless! Wen Yaxian was so ashamed she felt like fainting. Her mind was buzzing, and as she
and Wenlong locked eyes, she saw golden needles inserted into her two long, snow-white thighs. Only then did Wen Yaxian notice
that the gold needles were still swaying, indicating that the child's acupuncture technique was quite skilled. Wenlong's
slender hands moved slowly across her thighs, and soon, Wen Yaxian looked up to see
black blood slowly flowing from the needles. She was thrilled; he was truly skilled!

Whether it was a feeling or reality, she felt a tingling sensation in her legs.
His small hands continued to move slowly back and forth across her thighs and calves. More and more black blood flowed, gradually soaking
into the sheets. After a while, Wen Yaxian felt her legs begin to feel warm. Then, Wenlong
started sweating, his handsome face flushed red. Wen Yaxian knew there was hope for her legs. Even renowned doctors and professors couldn't cure her
before . This little boy was truly miraculous! Actually, Wenlong
was currently helping her menstruate, using his Xuan Yang spiritual energy to gently repair the meridians inside her thighs. This was a very
energy-consuming process. Sweat dripped from Wenlong's face onto Wen Yaxian's smooth thighs. After about ten
more minutes , Wenlong finally breathed a sigh of relief. He gently lowered Wen Yaxian's right leg; it was almost healed, just
a few more treatments and it would be fine, Wenlong thought.

Chapter 076: Wen Yaxian (Part Two)

"Thank you for your hard work!...Wenlong!...Thank you! Auntie really feels it...Thank you for
giving ..."

Wen Yaxian was very excited, looking at Wenlong's tired face. She had just felt a warm current
slowly flowing through her leg. It was clearly not a hallucination; she knew it was probably internal energy. Although she was a doctor, she
still respected martial arts. Therefore, she believed Wenlong was using internal energy to heal her. Internal energy
was precious to martial artists, so she was moved, her beautiful eyes filled with grateful tears. Despite
her age, she was still unmarried. She was twenty-five when she was injured, the prime of her life, and
had been confined to a wheelchair ever since, naturally leading to her boyfriend breaking up with her. "No matter how beautiful you are, no one would want to marry a cripple."

"It's okay!... I get along well with Aunt Wen! I'm happy that Aunt Wen is better!... Hmm! But you
can't get too excited!... I need to massage her again!... Are you feeling anything?... "

This beast had only been better for two minutes, and he was already trying to do something bad again. Wenlong took a breath, looking at
the rosy, pink lips between Wen Yaxian's thighs, his lust rising again. His hot hand was already on Wen Yaxian
's cool thigh, his eyes fixed on hers, and he said very seriously,

"Hmm... Just now... I felt something... Hmm... It's warm..."

Wen Yaxian felt as if Wenlong's hand was carrying a hot electric current, massaging her inner thighs,
and something inside her seemed to awaken. A tingling sensation began to appear. A strange heat
flowed rapidly from her lower abdomen to her extremely sensitive private parts. At this moment, Wen Yaxian's thighs were wide open, and
the naturally opened as well, revealing the delicate, rosy petals of her labia. The pink lips
trembled and contracted slightly, and a thin, transparent liquid slowly flowed down from the delicate pink petals. Wenlong felt
a . He increased the pressure of his hands moving on Wen Yaxian's smooth thighs.

"Ah... Wen... Wenlong... no... don't..."

Wen Yaxian felt as if her body was a pile of dry tinder being ignited, and Wenlong's hot hands were like
oil dripping into the flames. A tingling, itchy sensation began to spread throughout her body, and her cleft was extremely hot and slippery. The shameful,
piercing itchiness made the pink bead on her vulva become bright red and hard, protruding.
Wen Yaxian's mind was completely confused.

"...Huh!... You might need some treatment here!... There's fluid coming out!... I guess this is
the venom... It needs to be drained out completely before it gets better!..."

I've seen shamelessness, but never this shameless. Wenlong pretended to be innocent as he glanced
at Wen Yaxian's pink, moist lips, where more and more clear liquid was beginning to flow. Muttering
to himself, he gently parted the two extremely delicate, smooth petals, revealing the soft, contracting pink flesh inside. The instant Wen Yaxian's body trembled violently, her mind went blank, and a huge surge of excitement rushed to her lower abdomen. "Uh...no...don't...touch...there...ah!..." An extreme tingling sensation made Wen Yaxian dizzy. An unprecedented level of excitement arose as Wenlong's lewd fingers touched the swollen, pink pearl-like protrusion that made her want to scream. That hateful hand began to knead it rapidly and skillfully. Wen Yaxian was completely overwhelmed by the surging lust. Her panting grew more and more rapid, and she bit down hard on the corner of the towel on the pillow, making soft, whimpering sounds that sounded like crying or sobbing. The intense stimulation made her unconsciously want to twist her waist, cooperating with Wenlong's large hand, which was moving rapidly like a vibrating motor, kneading her swollen, oily lips. "Uh... little... little... bad boy... Auntie... wants... uh uh ah..." Wen Yaxian felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed before her eyes. Her already confused mind buzzed, and her body suddenly stiffened. A violent, tingling, and spasmodic sensation suddenly arrived. The flames of desire exploded within her. Her slender, soft , and snow-white body convulsed and curled up. Her thighs clamped tightly around the sinful, lustful hand that had brought her to the peak of desire and turned her into nothingness. Her snow-white teeth bit down on the corner of the fragrant towel. The tingling pain in her body, like being burned by flames, made her fragrant little mouth let out a suffocating hiss. Her soft body , gradually relaxed after a minute of trembling. A layer of fine, fragrant sweat appeared on her snow-white body. "...Aunt Wen!...Hehe...Was the detox comfortable?... " Wen Yaxian, her face flushed crimson, was too ashamed to open her eyes . Hearing Wenlong's teasing voice with a low laugh, she opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with shame and anger. Anyone could tell whether Wenlong had done that kind of thing on purpose. Although her body was soft and numb, she panted and raised her soft hand to slap Wenlong, but Wenlong lowered his head, and her hand missed. Her fragrant lips were kissed by Wenlong's mouth, and Wen Yaxian's mind went blank again. Her pearly teeth were easily parted by Wenlong, and her smooth little tongue was immediately entangled by his hot and agile tongue, gently curling and teasing in his warm and moist mouth, sometimes intertwining . Wen Yaxian, who had never kissed before, completely forgot that the other person was only a sixteen-year-old boy, but a mature man with passionate feelings. From awkwardness to skill, the two kissed passionately. Wenlong's large hands reached inside Wen Yaxian's clothes, kneading her high, soft breasts, his fingers occasionally gently pinching her swollen, rosy nipples. Unconsciously, Wenlong was lying on Wen Yaxian's soft, hot body. His elastic-waisted trousers were shamelessly pulled down to his knees, and his hot, hard penis was already pressed against her slippery, soft lips. Wen Yaxian's desire, suppressed for forty years, was unleashed. If the previous peak of passion was an appetizer , now she felt that the burning pillar of fire was the real feast. Wen Yaxian's eyes glazed , as Wenlong's erection began to slide against her smooth lips. A wave of intense emptiness and tingling made her cup Wenlong's buttocks and press him down, wanting that scalding hot, iron-like penis to instantly fill her tingling emptiness… "Are you done yet?…" Just as Wenlong's hot, hard penis squeezed into her wet, warm, tight, and tender flesh, and an , Huang Xiaofu's thunderous voice suddenly boomed from outside, instantly snapping the two young man and woman, immersed in passionate desire, back to reality. Extreme shyness gave Wen Yaxian an inexplicable strength, and she threw Wenlong off her. Luckily, Wenlong was agile and landed safely. Unfortunately, his appearance was appalling; his pants were down to his knees , revealing a tall, thick, and erect penis between his legs, its pink, smooth head gleaming proudly, accompanied by a look of utter surprise on his face. "...Tch!...So ugly!...Pull up your pants already!..." Wen Yaxian saw an erect penis of an adult man in real life for the first time. Her body felt a surge of heat, her pretty face flushed crimson as she glared at Wenlong, giving him a fierce look, and muttered in a low voice, her voice filled with embarrassment and anger. Then she turned to look inside the bed, her mind a complete mess. She had done it with him...she had done it with him...only one voice echoed in her mind . "Cough cough...almost done!...What's the rush!..." Wenlong blushed and shouted to the outer room, pretending to be serious. In fact, he felt carelessness. He bent down and pulled up his pants, feeling very annoyed! Being interrupted while doing this was immoral. He was filled with anger and resentment towards Huang Xiaofu and went to open the door. Huang Xiaofu stood in the doorway, her face flushed as she looked at Wenlong, her eyes flashing with an extremely complex and strange light. Wenlong, on the other hand, was serious and his face was extremely calm. It seems the person who was doing *that* with Aunt Wen just now wasn't him. Wow! "What's the rush?... What if you interrupt my treatment! If I can't cure your aunt, are you going to take responsibility? Nonsense!..." It's a shame Wenlong isn't an actor. Huang Xiaofu's face flushed and paled intermittently. She bit her pink breast with her pearly white teeth , glaring at Wenlong with hatred. She didn't say a word and followed Wenlong into the inner room. Besides . As soon as Huang Xiaofu entered, she looked at the bed and saw Wen Yaxian still in the same position, seemingly asleep. There were still many black bloodstains on the sheets. "What are you looking at!... Let me tell you!... Aunt Wen's leg can be cured with a few more treatments! If I didn't really like Aunt Wen, I wouldn't even bother with anyone else begging me!... Hmph!... Is there anything I can't cure? You don't believe me? Ask your aunt!..." Wenlong looked at the somewhat bewildered Huang Xiaofu with a face full of resentment, and said slowly with a cold snort. Wenlong deliberately emphasized his fondness for Aunt Wen, and as he said this, he glanced at Wen Yaxian whose body visibly trembled. He was extremely pleased with himself. "Auntie! Is it working?... " Huang Xiaofu was furious at Wenlong's words, but she couldn't say anything. She frowned slightly, walked to the bedside took a thick blanket, covered Wen Yaxian's naked body, and asked softly.

"Mmm!... It's... My legs feel warm!... Really..."

What could Wen Yaxian say? They had already... well, you know. Although it wasn't fully inside, the head was inside.
If it weren't for her niece, they probably would have been making love already. Wen Yaxian sighed at
the power . Wenlong stood behind Huang Xiaofu, his big, dark eyes full of sly smiles,
looking at her with a teasing gaze. You could imagine a little kid with the look of an old lecher.

Chapter 077: Wen Yaxian (Part 3)

"Really!... That's great!... Thank you! Thank you! Wenlong!... I was outside just now...
I heard Auntie's cries of pain... so... I thought..."

Huang Xiaofu had an expression of ignorance, making Wen Yaxian so ashamed that she wished she could
disappear into the ground. Her face was as red as a crab, her eyes glaring hatefully at the slyly smiling Wenlong,
wishing she could bite him a few times to vent her anger. Recalling the excitement of their passionate kiss, her body began
to heat up . So, lust is indeed a human instinct. For a woman as intimately familiar as Wen Yaxian, once
the door to lust is opened, there's no stopping her.

"Ahem… Aunt Wen's leg is injured because the meridians inside are broken! And there's blood stasis! So
it's very difficult for to heal! Some meridians in the leg are very thin, and the success rate of surgery is very low."

Wenlong sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at Huang Xiaofu with a lecturing tone, speaking without any politeness.
At this moment , Wen Yaxian also turned her head. She loved hearing Wenlong say these things; it made her heart pound, and her beautiful eyes
shone with a strange light.

Wenlong took the opportunity to grab Wen Yaxian's soft hand and gently knead and play with it. Wen Yaxian didn't dare to struggle at all;
a hint of shyness flashed on her beautiful, rosy face. She knew that if she struggled, Huang Xiaofu would notice something was amiss.
But she forgot one thing: Wenlong was just a sixteen-year-old boy. In her eyes, however, he was
no a boy; at least, that enormous thing didn't seem to fit his age, and it had such a peculiar
shape, looking a little strange, yet somehow familiar. Wen Yaxian couldn't remember where she'd seen it before,
but it was certainly magnificent.

"...Wenlong? What's your surname?...Do you know someone named Bai Suzhen?...?"

Wen Yaxian's eyes suddenly lit up, a hint of shyness flashing in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Wenlong, gently shaking her hair and smiling
as she asked.

"Hehe...that's my mom!...Do you remember me?"

Wenlong opened his big, dark eyes, looking at Wen Yaxian, whose face was already flushed and who had lowered her head, and laughed.

"Oh my! You're that...that...little Wenlong! Sixteen years ago, before you were born, your mom and I
knew each other. Your mom calls me Sister Wen. She even came to see me last year!" Wen Yaxian was both surprised and embarrassed.
How could I be so shameless! Ugh! I've already...done...with her son! The more Wen Yaxian thought about it, the hotter her body became. The repeated repetition of
that forbidden desire filled her with extreme excitement and impulse. A slippery sensation welled up between her legs again. Her tingling body began to feel hot
. Her mind was filled with the passionate scene with Wenlong.

"Oh!...I knew you'd recognize me...hehe...cough cough...Xiaofu! Why
aren't you cooking?! What time is it?!...I'm hungry!..."

Wenlong chuckled dryly, feigning sudden realization. He also noticed Wen Yaxian's change; her soft hand trembled slightly
as he held . A quick idea struck him, and he quickly sent Huang Xiaofu away. Sure enough,
Huang Xiaofu, still lost in thought, turned and left upon hearing Wenlong's words, her footsteps fading into the distance.

"Aunt Wen, I've come to repay the kindness of delivering your baby sixteen years ago, I'm here to help you!" Wenlong, like
a tiger released from its cage, pressed down on Wen Yaxian, turning her burning face around and kissing
her soft, fragrant red lips fiercely. His tongue plunged inside, and Wen Yaxian's cool, fragrant tongue followed.
Their two hot tongues intertwined intensely, passion erupting. Wen Yaxian gasped, her eyes tightly closed,
her mouth exhaling a rich fragrance, her delicate nose flaring, her soft hands groping Wenlong's body. Wenlong knew at a glance
that Wen Yaxian was truly aroused. He glanced outside, raised his hand, and with a click, the door to the room closed automatically
. Wen Yaxian's mind was already blinded by the raging fire of passion, aroused by Wenlong's earth-shattering
words. Coupled with the desire that had been extinguished earlier, if it were reignited, it would burn even more fiercely.

"...I closed the door!...My darling!...Aunt Wen!... "

Wenlong knew that a swift resolution was the best course of action. He directly pulled off the blanket covering Wen Yaxian, spread her legs
apart, and glanced at her incredibly wet and slippery pink petals. Moreover, the pink clitoris was already swollen
to the size of a little finger. Wen Yaxian, a forty-year-old woman, had a terrifyingly powerful outburst of desire after so many years of suppression
. Wenlong pulled down his underwear, and his extremely hard and hot penis sprang out.
Then he leaned over Wen Yaxian, his burning hot erection pressing against her tender, slippery, and still writhing
little petals. He whispered in her fragrant ear, "Darling Aunt Wen!...My big cock is going to go
into your tender little hole..." As he spoke, he lowered his waist.

Wen Yaxian's mind went blank at Wenlong's teasing words, especially the word "Auntie." She grabbed
Wenlong's buttocks and pulled him down forcefully. Her body, feeling empty, itchy, sore, and numb, was instantly pierced by a
rod as red-hot as iron. The immense fullness and the burning dizziness in her head made her feel like she was floating on clouds.
The scalding hot glans slammed violently against the soft, tender tip deep within her slippery, warm, tight passage.
It was too intense; it went all the way in. Excited to the extreme, Wen Yaxian pressed her hands tightly against Wenlong
's buttocks, wishing she could melt his body into her own. Time seemed to stand still. Wenlong's
thick, long, hard, and hot glans was now pressed into the soft crevice at the end of the tight passage by the frantic Wen Yaxian,
the hot glans stuck! The intense, contracting, writhing sensation aroused Wenlong to extreme excitement, a
desire to erupt. His smooth, hot glans, as if receiving a command, suddenly
swelled within the soft flesh, and scalding magma gushed forth, pouring into Wen Yaxian's womb.

"Ugh!... Waaah..."

Wen Yaxian was instantly scalded by the heat. Her beautiful eyes snapped open, filled with
a dazed and confused expression. Her small mouth gripped Wenlong's shoulder tightly, her teeth hissing rapidly as if she were about to suffocate.
With a series of heavy, whimpering sounds, her soft body stiffened and trembled violently. Then, her beautiful eyes
rolled back, and saliva flowed from her sexy lips. Her slender, white fingers gripped Wenlong's
buttocks tightly, the tips turning white.

"Uh... Oh!..."

A long, low moan, like a sob, followed by a prolonged spasm. Wenlong felt
a stream of cool, watery liquid pouring onto his throbbing, burning glans. He instinctively
activated his "Mysterious Yang Divine Skill," and Wen Yaxian's heavy breathing seemed to stop. The
cool liquid flowed even more rapidly. Wenlong regained his senses and dared not continue. Continuing would be disastrous; he
quickly stopped. At this moment, Wen Yaxian seemed to come back to life. She let out a long, fragrant breath,
and the trembling gradually subsided. Wenlong estimated that she had bitten his little shoulders raw, and
he continued to tremble slightly. Wen Yaxian shivered like a patient shivering in the cold…

“Hoo…you…you little rascal!…Auntie…I thought I was dead…it was…so wonderful
…unbelievable!…”

Recovering her senses, Wen Yaxian let out a long, fragrant breath, her beautiful eyes brimming with spring-like passion as she looked
tenderly the handsome boy on top of her who had made her lose her mind and feel like she was in heaven. She gently kissed his cool
, soft lips, feeling an extreme sense of satisfaction and happiness. The tenderness in her eyes could have turned Wenlong to
dust.

“Of course, only I can give you this feeling! No one else can!…Hehe…From now on, you
are mine alone…Auntie Wen…”

Wenlong also kissed Wen Yaxian’s warm, soft lips and whispered. Wen Yaxian’s eyes shone with an unusual light
as she looked at this handsome little guy who was probably too young even to be her son, her heart filled with doting affection and tenderness. She gently
stroked . Silently.

"You little rascal, your auntie is good friends with your mother, and she's even a few years older than her!"

"Don't worry! Auntie, age isn't a problem!... As long as you're with me, my spiral dragon's saliva
will keep you alive for a long time, and you'll always be this beautiful!..."

Indeed, if Wenlong cultivated to level three, his semen, the dragon's saliva, could grant
immortality ; he wasn't exaggerating. Wen Yaxian's eyes lit up. Youth and longevity—how many people longed
for that? She didn't doubt Wenlong's words at all. It was simple; she felt her legs could move slightly
. The extreme peak she had just experienced made her delicate little toes twitch. This feeling was real.
Think about it, she had been trying to cure her legs for fifteen or sixteen years. No one could. And this little boy had restored feeling to her legs in just one
morning —it was unimaginable. But the fact remained, and only
the word "miraculous" could describe her feelings at that moment.

"...I heard Xiaofu's footsteps, the food's probably ready!..."

Wenlong said, propping himself up. Wen Yaxian, beneath him, immediately frowned and let out a soft moan
. Wenlong looked down. Ouch... his long, thick, erect penis was covered in bright red blood, a beautiful
little bloodstain on the sheet. She was a virgin? My God! A genuine virgin! I deflowered her! Awesome!
So awesome! Wenlong thought smugly. He quickly stood down and pulled up his pants. Then he pulled up his left
collar—good heavens! A patch of bright red blood on his fair shoulder. A clear crescent-shaped tooth mark. Ruthless!

"Come here!...Let me see!..."

Wen Yaxian took a towel from under the pillow, her soft hand gently rubbing her stinging, pink crotch. She frowned,
looking at the faintly bloodstained towel in her hand, her mind a jumble of thoughts. Looking up, she saw Wenlong staring at
her shoulder. The bloody tooth mark made her heart ache, and she gave him a coquettish glare before softly
calling him over. Wenlong chuckled and walked over, reaching out to pinch her plump, white,
and rosy gently slapped his hand away, playfully scolding, "...Still being naughty, does it hurt...?"

Wen Yaxian stuck out her pink tongue and gently licked the wound on Wenlong's shoulder, then
lightly wiped it with a towel. She figured it would leave a scar even after it healed.

Chapter 078: Wen Yaxian (Part Four)

"Hmph!...This is my mark!..."

Wen Yaxian displayed a charmingly naive expression, which aroused Wenlong again. However,
Wen Yaxian virgin, and her lips were already swollen and red, unable to withstand another assault in a short time.

"Hmm!...You have to have a son with me in the future!..."

Wenlong looked at Wen Yaxian, who was tidying her clothes, and suddenly said with a serious expression. Wen
Yaxian, who was buttoning her clothes, suddenly trembled, her heart warmed, and tears fell like pearls. Wenlong was most afraid of women crying,
so he quickly called her "baby" and "auntie." His small mouth
rained down . Actually, Wen Yaxian was moved, proving that Wenlong hadn't just acted impulsively, but genuinely liked her.
It was truly a twist of fate; the timing of events was truly unpredictable. Wen Yaxian slowly calmed down, thinking to herself.

"...Dinner's ready!...Wenlong!... "

came from the outer room. Wen Yaxian had already tidied herself up, and Wenlong helped her put on her pants,
inevitably getting a little rough with her, teasing her until she was blushing, charming, and panting, before finally carrying
her to her wheelchair and pushing her out.

"Hiss... Auntie... You... You... You're so beautiful!..."

Standing by the steaming table laden with food, Huang Xiaofu exclaimed in utter astonishment, pointing her little finger at
the radiant and alluring Wen Yaxian. How strange! How could her aunt seem to
have become ten years younger in just a short while? She glanced at Wenlong, who stood calmly beside the wheelchair.

"Oh?... Really?... Bring me a mirror so I can see!..."

Wen Yaxian was also surprised. How could this be? Could it be that she would become more beautiful after...? Huang Xiaofu quickly brought
a mirror. Wen Yaxian took it and gasped! ... She gasped. In the mirror appeared a woman
with a fair, delicate oval face, arched eyebrows, large, alluring almond-shaped eyes, a small, straight nose, full, slightly upturned,
moist red lips, and a faint pink hue on her cheeks. This
stunning ... Is... Is this me? Wen Yaxian was truly shocked. Was she really that beautiful?! Could it really be
because of that... well, because of his semen...?

"Cough cough... Don't be surprised!... I've removed the blood stasis and cold toxins from your body! Of course you'll become
more and more beautiful, right? Is that strange?... Eat, eat!"

Wenlong, looking at them as if they were making a fuss, walked to the dining table and looked at the dishes. A bitter melon stir-fried with eggs,
a dry-fried green bean dish, some shredded potatoes, and a tomato egg soup! No meat at all! No way!

"... Eat! Hehe... You brat! Wait for me!..."

She was unusually excited; women of all eras love beauty. Wen Yaxian, radiant and giggling
, gave Wenlong a charming glare, turned her wheelchair to the table, and said with a smile,

"Hehe... Aunt Wen!... Is this all you eat every day?... This isn't good for your health!
... Here's some money; take it and buy meat and nutritional supplements. You need to replenish your nutrition... I like braised pork
..."

Wenlong sat on the stool, grinned, shook his head, took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, and handed it to Huang
Xiaofu. Huang Xiaofu dared not accept Wenlong's money, especially so much, so her eyes naturally turned to her aunt, Wen Yaxian.

"Hehe, do you think we can't afford meat? I'm a chief physician, my salary is more than enough for my daughter
and me to spend! These vegetables are all nutritious, full of vitamins and nutrients, and they're good for weight loss. Eating less
meat keeps you healthy... Xiaofu, your salary isn't high yet, so just take it! This young master is no ordinary
person!... I mean... where did you get so much money?"

Wen Yaxian definitely knew what Wenlong meant. They were already intimate, so giving him money to improve their lives was a practical form of support!

"I earned this money myself!... I haven't used any money from my family since I was fifteen!... That's how men should be!
... Women, men should support them!... Hehe..."

Wenlong shoveled food into his mouth, deliberately glancing at the elegant and refined Wen
Yaxian . The meaning was clear: I have money to support you. Upon hearing this, Wen Yaxian's face
flushed red. This was called a guilty conscience. But she felt a sweet warmth in her heart, and didn't feel that Wenlong was a child at all.
Indeed, he was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Huang Xiaofu was only in her early twenties; she was practically a child. In Wenlong's
eyes, she was about the same age as Tang Sisi. For some reason, Huang Xiaofu acted like a little girl in front of Wenlong, while Wenlong acted like a grandpa. Wen
Yaxian almost choked on her food laughing as she watched Wenlong spouting nonsense at the dinner table. It had been a long time since the family had been this happy
, Wen Yaxian thought.

"Ah!...You're so smart!..."

Huang Xiaofu looked at Wenlong with admiration, thinking, "He's so young, and he can already make money." Wenlong
accepted it without hesitation. Wen Yaxian frequently put food on Wenlong's plate, and Wenlong did
the same to Wen Yaxian. The two of them exchanged glances, completely ignoring Huang Xiaofu. Huang Xiaofu was just a child; her body had developed well, but her intelligence hadn't
kept up. She definitely wouldn't understand. Wen Yaxian clearly knew this, so the two of them were completely uninhibited in front of her.

After finishing his meal, Wenlong glanced at Wen Yaxian and stood up.

"Aunt Wen! I'll reinforce it again for you tonight!... I have some things to take care of back home!..."

He winked at Wen Yaxian, whose beautiful eyes flashed with shyness, then turned and
nodded . He walked out with his hands behind his back. Wen Yaxian's heart was pounding wildly. My little devil! Recalling
the erotic scene from this morning, her face flushed, and her crotch began to feel wet.

"Auntie! I feel like this Wenlong is lawless and unruly!... I feel like he
's very dangerous, isn't he?"

Huang Xiaofu looked at Wen Yaxian with a questioning expression, whose face immediately turned serious upon hearing her words.

"...Phew!...Xiaofu! You're still too young! You only see the surface of many things! So,
what you're saying is wrong!...Whether he's lawless or not is unimportant! He saved you! He also saved your
aunt's leg; he's done us a favor! How can you say such things about him? Besides, he was only
saying it in front of us; he only said it because he trusts us...I don't want you to say things like that again! He'll be
very sad if he finds out! What do you think?... "

Wen Yaxian took a deep breath, glanced at Huang Xiaofu, and spoke slowly. Actually, she
wasn't surprised at all by Huang Xiaofu's thoughts. Watching her niece grow up, she understood her self-righteous personality.

"Oh!...I was wrong! Auntie! I...I just thought he was terrifying! Really!...When he killed that...bad guy
in Huanglong Park, the way he looked...like killing someone was as commonplace as eating a meal!
...Sometimes I feel like he's not a child at all...that look in his eyes...yes! It's that look of not
taking seriously...it's like he can see right through everything, with that kind of mockery
and ridicule..."

Huang Xiaofu said in a low voice, her expression filled with reminiscence and a hint of fear in her eyes.

"Hehe...yes! Yes...that's the feeling! Disdain! Disdain for everything, that feeling of having
everything under my control...Alright! You'd better forget about that incident!..."

Wen Yaxian's eyes shone with a strange light when she spoke of Wenlong, her beautiful eyes filled with doting affection and
tenderness, and she smiled slowly as she spoke. Because she thought of the moment he thrust his penis all the way into her uterus and ejaculated
, and she felt that domineering feeling of disdain for everything, of having everything under his control! She loved that feeling,
she admired that domineering aura!

Huang Xiaofu thought to herself, "What's wrong with my aunt? We've only known each other for a short time. Why do I feel like my aunt really
likes that little brat? That little brat is coming to help my aunt treat her leg tonight. Who will he sleep with
? Me? No way! So he'll have to sleep with my aunt?" Huang Xiaofu pondered these thoughts. Wen
Yaxian remained silent, leaning back in her wheelchair, looking at the bright sky with a faint smile on her lips.

Wenlong drove to Yadai Residential Area to see Pan Huiru and her daughter Meng Xiaorou, and knocked on the door.

After a few footsteps, the door opened.

A delicate and mature face appeared before him, and he couldn't help but be impressed. He hadn't expected that
after resting, and changing clothes, Pan Huiru's complexion had greatly improved. She didn't look like a 36-year-old at all. Her round face,
large dark eyes, fair skin, and well-proportioned features, along with her black hair styled in a bun, made her appear even more
mature and charming.

Especially her little dimples when she smiles, so beautiful.

"Ah, it's Young Master Long! Come in quickly, we're cooking, we were just about to call you and invite you over for dinner."
"What a coincidence that you're here! Hehe!" Pan Huiru said, helping him carry in the milk.

Pan Huiru seemed to have dressed up deliberately today, wearing a black lace t-shirt and
a black lace mini-skirt, paired with black high heels. The all-black outfit, accentuated by her arched eyebrows,
exuded a captivating charm. Being a nurse, a little dressing up and attention to her attire immediately brought out her elegance and allure.

Now he noticed how large Pan Huiru's breasts were, plump and filling out her t-shirt, probably the papaya
type. Wenlong couldn't help but think of breast play.

Her buttocks were truly round and full, large but not cumbersome, with two distinct white cheeks, making her look even more sexy.

When she saw the cosmetics he had bought for her, Pan Huiru blushed—so red! He couldn't help but chuckle at
her shy expression.

"So expensive! I wouldn't even dare to dream of owning these cosmetics. Don't waste money on me; I'm so old
, they're useless to me now."

Chapter 79: Pan Huiru "No, Aunt Pan, you're still so beautiful, really." After saying this
, he clearly felt Pan Huiru become even more shy, and he also blushed and lowered his head.

Pan Huiru does resemble Meng Xiaorou somewhat, but Pan Huiru has more of a mature woman's
charm and a young woman's allure.

Meng Xiaorou was helping her mother in the kitchen, while Wenlong was watching TV alone in the living room.

At lunchtime, the rotating dining table was already full of food, and Pan Huiru had even brought out several
bottles of red wine. Pan Huiru used to live a pretty good life. As a nurse, she always enjoyed
a bit of bourgeois lifestyle. However, her husband's extravagance led to a decline in their standard of living. Now, with
the three-bedroom apartment Wenlong lent her, and Wenlong arranging for her to receive her hospital salary again, she has financial security and no longer
worries about loan sharks chasing her for debts. She and Xiaorou not only kept the three-bedroom apartment neat
and clean , but also wanted to improve their daughter's standard of living. They believed in raising sons frugally and daughters lavishly. If they didn't have the means, so be it; but if they did,
they should treat themselves and their daughter better.

"Young Master Long, thank you for helping us feel at home again. The food wasn't very good, I hope you
like it ." Pan Huiru's voice was always so soft and alluring. Wenlong had been secretly glancing at
Meng Xiaorou's mother several times, a surge of desire rising within him. This Meng Xiaorou's mother was truly too
charming and alluring, especially her loose lace low-cut t-shirt, which revealed
a large cleavage. The two high, firm breasts below the cleavage made Wenlong want to take
a bite. He thought to himself, "I just ate at Aunt Wen's house, I won't eat the food, but I can certainly taste her breasts.

" "Aunt Pan, you're too kind. All the dishes you made are very, very good. They smell so good. Look, you have
everything you need. They're almost as good as the food in those big hotels. Hehe, just call me Wenlong
. After all, you're Xiaorou's mother, and a great beauty. No need to be so polite." Wenlong
said politely.

"Well, then I'll call you Wenlong, and you can call me Aunt Huiru, okay? You're so young,
and my daughter told me you got into Yadai High School with the required score. Plus, you just started your own company. You're so promising at such a young age
, your future is limitless! My daughter has been talking about you a lot these past few days; you're her
idol, haha." Pan Huiru smiled as she opened a glass of red wine and started pouring it for Wenlong.

"Hehe, Mom, don't scold me. Lulu, Weiwei, and Shishi have been chatting with us these past few days, and
Brother Wenlong is now our super idol! I want to drink too, I'm happy today, I want to drink too." Meng Xiaorou
also grabbed a glass of red wine.

"Okay, okay, then drink less."

"Hehe, yes, Xiaorou, drink less, but Aunt Huiru, I have to drive home later, so I'm afraid
I can't drink." Wenlong hesitated.

"It's alright, Wenlong, Auntie really wants to thank you! You saved my daughter and me, lent us a house to live in,
and even helped me get my wages back. Ever since I found out you were the little baby from sixteen years ago, Auntie has
felt a special connection with you. Let's drink to our hearts' content today, from noon until night. You don't need to
go home tonight, you can stay here. This is your home too." Pan Huiru began to persuade
Wenlong again.

"Alright, Aunt Huiru, I can't refuse your kindness. I'll drink with you today. You all eat well, I won't
drink to my heart's content. To be honest, I just came from Aunt Wen's house after dinner."

"You went to see Sister Yaxian? Is she alright?" Pan Huiru asked in surprise.

Wenlong briefly explained his visit to Wen Yaxian, the principles of the treatment, and Wen Yaxian's positive response, but
of course, he omitted the story of him deflowering Aunt Wen.

"That's wonderful! If Sister Ya Xian can stand up again, it will truly be a blessing from heaven!" Pan Huiru's
eyes welled up with tears of joy and excitement as she looked at Wenlong and said, "Wenlong, you are so kind! You still remember
us and have helped us so much. You are a great blessing and savior sent to us by heaven!"

"Don't cry, Auntie, don't cry. Things will get better and better from now on. You should be
happy !" Wenlong couldn't bear to see a woman cry, so he hurriedly urged her to drink, "Come, come, Auntie, let's
drink to Aunt Wen's speedy recovery!"

"Me too! I also want to drink to Aunt Wen's speedy recovery!" Meng Xiaorou hurriedly picked up her glass and said.

"Hehe, of course we can't leave out our Xiaorou!" Pan Huiru said with a coquettish smile.

"Yes! How can we leave out our little sister Xiaorou! Come on, cheers!" Wenlong laughed. When Meng Xiaorou heard him
call her "little sister Xiaorou," the beautiful young girl's heart fluttered, and her face involuntarily turned red. She didn't know if it was from shyness or
from drinking.

Pan Huiru couldn't help but feel happy for her daughter. She thought that if Wenlong truly liked Xiaorou, it would be Xiaorou
's blessing for life, and if she could become Wenlong's mother-in-law, it would be her blessing for the rest of her life. Drinking,
talking, and chatting, it was truly a case of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, the more she looked, the more she liked him.

The three of them chatted happily at the dinner table, drinking two bottles of red wine in a row. Gradually, Meng Xiaorou
began to feel overwhelmed and became a little drunk. At this point, Meng Xiaorou left the table and went back to her bedroom to sleep
.

With Meng Xiaorou gone to bed, Wenlong became bolder and began to try
his best to get Pan Huiru drunk.

It was only a little past one in the afternoon when Pan Huiru finally succumbed to Wenlong's advances and passed out on the dining table
, completely unconscious. After a quick clean-up, Wenlong quietly carried
Pan Huiru bedroom.

"Wenlong, Auntie is truly grateful to you from the bottom of her heart. I want to drink more, I... I'm not drunk..."

Pan Huiru mumbled a few times, but didn't even open her eyes. Wenlong took off Pan Huiru's high heels,
then pulled the blanket over her.

Next, Wenlong, still dressed, lay down beside Pan Huiru. As soon as he lay down,
Pan Huiru snuggled closer to Wenlong, her full, soft body pressed against
his chest.

But what was even more dangerous was that, for some unknown reason, Pan Huiru, in her sleep, began to gently sway
her body and started rubbing her large breasts against Wenlong's arm.
The fragrant breath emanating from Pan Huiru's mouth sprayed onto Wenlong's neck. Although Wenlong tried to suppress his
inner urges, Pan Huiru's soft body was pressed against him, and
the full, elastic feel of her large breasts, and the smooth, warm sensation from her buttocks, aroused
a normal male physical response in Wenlong. Although Wenlong remained lying there quietly,
his male erection subtly rose, throbbing between his legs. Moreover, Wenlong
felt Pan Huiru's breathing gradually become heavier.

As if sensing the changes in Wenlong's body, Pan Huiru pressed her full, rounded frame against him with
even greater as if trying to
comfort him more genuinely with her own body. Pan Huiru had been single for many years, making her body several times more sensitive than before. Because she was
drunk, Pan Huiru was relaxed, and the already restless desire within her was further aroused by
the , intensifying her desire even in her sleep.

The warm sensation emanating from Wenlong's body made Pan Huiru's breathing quicken
. In her sleep, Pan Huiru felt as if countless ants were crawling inside her, making her
whole body unbearably itchy. Under these circumstances, Pan Huiru unconsciously began to move
. At that moment, Pan Huiru seemed to dream of scenes with her husband in the past, making
her even more aroused in her sleep, and her body moved unconsciously.

Wenlong lay there quietly, feeling the elasticity and warmth of Pan Huiru's breasts, and the heat
emanating He gradually became aroused, but he didn't make
any rash moves. Instead, he slightly extended one arm, pressing it closer to Pan Huiru
's large breasts, experiencing the soul-stirring sensation through her clothes.
At the same time , his penis moved towards
Pan Huiru's plump buttocks, pressing them even more tightly together, and he began to carefully savor the soft, delicate feeling they
gave .

In a daze, Pan Huiru sensed subtle changes in Wenlong's body and began
to comfort him even more vigorously. While continuing to rub her plump buttocks against Wenlong's massive penis
, she pressed her back against Wenlong's side, so that her waist
rested on his hand. The warm and delicate sensation emanating from Pan Huiru's back made
Wenlong involuntarily place his palm on her waist, feeling the smooth skin
beneath . Meanwhile, Wenlong's other hand unconsciously stretched out slightly,
landing quietly between Pan Huiru's slightly closed legs.

Although he hadn't yet touched the slightly raised pubic bone between Pan Huiru's legs, the heat emanating
from between them subtly wafted onto Wenlong's hands, then
flowed from his hands into his body. Wenlong felt his interest slowly rising again, and
the life force of a man, constantly shaking and swaying between his legs, gradually came to life,
creating a tent in his crotch.

Pan Huiru, asleep, had no idea what Wenlong was thinking, but she could feel his
body gradually heating up under her close contact, and his breathing becoming heavier.
Hearing Wenlong's heavy breathing, Pan Huiru's heart fluttered slightly. She involuntarily turned
around , tightly embracing one of Wenlong's arms
, and began to sway slowly, rubbing her large breasts against Wenlong's arm.

Chapter 80: Pan Huiru (Part Two)

A pretty face involuntarily moved closer to Wenlong's, resting her head tightly on his shoulder.
Pan Huiru, still asleep, unconsciously extended her fragrant tongue and gently licked Wenlong's earlobe.

Wenlong hadn't expected that this afternoon, the situation with Wen Yaxian this morning would be reversed; now, Pan Huiru
was gently licking his earlobe, teasing him. A strange feeling rose in Wenlong's heart,
and he began to gently shake his head, responding to Pan Huiru's advances.

Wenlong felt Pan Huiru's nimble tongue licking his ear,
a fragrant aroma emanating from her mouth, arousing his desire. This caused Wenlong's hand, which was tightly
held in Pan Huiru's arms, to move involuntarily. Wenlong reached down, placing his hand between
Pan Huiru 's legs, resting it on the slightly raised pubic bone between her thighs.

Suddenly, a faint warmth emanated from between Pan Huiru's legs, touching Wenlong's hand and
causing a slight flutter in his heart. He turned his head and met Pan Huiru's sensual lips.
Pan Huiru sensed Wenlong's action, and in her sleep, a surge of pleasure welled up within her. Unconsciously,
she opened her mouth and pressed it against Wenlong's lips.

Sensing Pan Huiru's unconscious response, Wenlong felt a surge of excitement and impulsively
reached between Pan Huiru's legs and thrust hard. This caused Pan Huiru to shudder unconsciously and gasp.
He murmured, "Aunt Huiru, I miss you so much. Seeing you made me feel
like my soul had left my body. I think about your breasts, your lower abdomen, the place between your legs that makes me feel
like I'm in heaven, your full, round buttocks, your snow-white thighs, your wanton way in bed,
the unparalleled pleasure your sweet tongue brings to a man's sexual experience, every
part , every inch of your skin, imagining myself stripping you naked, caressing every inch of your skin, kissing your
legs..." "That place between my legs, the softest and most mysterious part of a woman's body that drives countless men crazy, and I
will insert my life force into your beautiful body, thrusting into you hard, bringing you to orgasm, so that you
will never want to leave me again."

Pan Huiru began to have a erotic dream. In her dream, Pan Huiru heard Wenlong's words
and but feel a surge of emotion. She couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick Wenlong's face to express her
feelings. But the more she heard, the more inappropriate Wenlong's words seemed, and she couldn't help but
feel .

Moreover, Pan Huiru also felt that every time Wenlong mentioned a sensitive part of her body, he would reach out
and touch and knead it. Under these circumstances, Pan Huiru couldn't help but feel hot all over
, and her breathing gradually became heavy. Pan Huiru felt that Wenlong's explicit and passionate words were
stirring up the desire deep in her heart, making her heart gradually become impulsive.

For a moment, the room was filled with soft breathing.
The gradually rose, forming a lewd melody in the air. Wenlong
took the initiative, gently
stroking , while also turning his body inward, taking out the hand that was originally between Pan Huiru's legs,
and instead holding Pan Huiru's head, and began to kiss Pan Huiru.

Wenlong's lips rained down on Pan Huiru's beautiful eyes, forehead, sensual lips, and
delicate chin, making Pan Huiru feel flustered and confused.
A small amount of fluid began to seep from that most tender and mysterious part of a woman's body, the place that drives countless men wild. While
passionately kissing Pan Huiru, Wenlong breathed heavily and murmured, "Aunt Huiru, I want to kiss you now.
I want to kiss your lips, your chin, your face, your whole body. I want you to moan under my
passionate kisses I want you to cry out in pleasure under my passionate kisses. I want you to feel my love for you, to
feel my inner desire for you, to feel my fascination with your body. I want to kiss you a thousand times, ten thousand times,
to make you feel my love for you." "Under the passionate kiss, you gradually become aroused. I want you to writhe your beautiful body beneath me. I
want you to remember me forever, to remember me this afternoon."

As he spoke, Wenlong removed his hand from the slightly raised pubic bone between Pan Huiru's legs
, pulled her into his arms, one hand tightly around her
shoulders , and the other on her
ample breasts, kneading them roughly. Pan Huiru couldn't help but let out a joyful
moan , her hands tightly wrapped around Wenlong's neck, supporting her
body which was gradually softening under his teasing, twisting her body to meet his movements.

Wenlong's large hand kneaded Pan Huiru's large breasts, causing her
to let out dreamy moans. Wenlong saw that the lovely woman in his arms now had her beautiful eyes slightly closed,
her eyelashes trembling, her face flushed, and her sexy lips slightly opening and closing, as if she were saying something.

Under Wenlong's teasing, one of Pan Huiru's high, large breasts thrust
upwards , welcoming his kneading. Her full, straight thighs
tightly clamped Wenlong's thigh between them, and she began to rub the softest and most mysterious part of
her body, the slightly raised triangle, against Wenlong's thigh.

Wenlong saw Pan Huiru's mouth opening and closing, and couldn't help but press his ear to hers,
wanting to hear what she was saying. As soon as his ear was close, Pan Huiru's
seductive shivers down his spine, reached his ears: "Husband, my darling, I've missed you so much.
Knead my breasts hard, I want you to treat me like this. Only this way do I feel comfortable, only then do I
feel your masculine strength, only then do I feel pleasure. Use a little more force, caress me properly, my heart is so
lonely!" " I haven't seen you in so long since you left. I've never been loved like this before
."

These words, spoken in Pan Huiru's seductive and alluring voice, reassured Wenlong.
He knew that in her sleep, Pan Huiru mistook him for Xiaorou's father, her husband Meng Qiang, who had run away with his debts.
Relieved, Wenlong became even more excited,
a desire to possess Pan Huiru's body rising within him. Driven by this desire, Wenlong
squeezed Pan Huiru's large breasts even harder.

At the same time, Wenlong's lips pressed against Pan Huiru's, his nimble tongue
trying to pry open her slightly closed, sensual lips, swirling it inside her mouth,
sucking her sweet saliva. Pan Huiru sensed Wenlong's movements and felt him gradually loosening his grip.
She let out a joyful moan, her small mouth slightly opening, and her nimble tongue darted out
, intertwining with Wenlong's.

Seeing Pan Huiru's irresistibly alluring demeanor, feeling her desire and impulse, and
experiencing the passionate heat within her body, Wenlong's heart began to stir again under
the seductive allure of this mature, married woman. He felt
as if a fire was burning within him as Pan Huiru lay in his arms, and he longed to
vent , to crush her into pieces.

Driven by this feeling, Wenlong took a deep breath, continuing his tongue intertwining with
Pan Huiru 's soft, fragrant tongue while simultaneously kneading her large breasts roughly.
With trembling hands, he began to untie Pan Huiru's sash. Pan Huiru felt Wenlong's movements and
unconsciously relaxed her body, cooperating with Wenlong's actions.

Pan Huiru's cooperation stirred a surge of heat within Wenlong. His hand, which was unbuttoning her clothes,
began to tremble, making it impossible for him to undo the buttons. He broke out in a
sweat. Seeing Wenlong's distress, Pan Huiru stretched languidly in his arms,
saying in a sweet voice, "Husband, don't rush. Don't ruin my clothes."

Wenlong, already anxious and frustrated about not being able to unbutton her clothes, heard her
seductive voice. Although he knew the words weren't meant for him, they only fueled his anger
. A surge of lust rose within him, and his hand, which was unbuttoning her clothes, unconsciously
tightened clothes together
snapped silently.

Pan Huiru's clothes, no longer restrained, fluttered joyfully to her sides,
revealing her jade-like breasts and the large boobs tightly encased in her bra. Wenlong saw
that the large breasts, tightly wrapped in Pan Huiru's bra, swayed incessantly with her heavy breathing,
creating waves of milky flesh before his eyes. The milky
fragrance emanating from her breasts, seemingly carrying a hint of heat, deeply intoxicated Wenlong, making him forget his
next move and instead gaze at Pan Huiru's alluring snow-white breasts with hazy eyes.

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