[Dancer] (24) Author: qian1223

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Chapter Twenty-Four: The First Client

There are only two men in this world who can make Wu Nuanyue's emotions fluctuate. One is her father, Wu Xiong,
a prominent figure in the G City underworld, the former leader of the Prince Party, who has made significant contributions to stabilizing the entire underworld.
The other is the current Prince Ye Lingfeng, a refined man of both wisdom and strength, with countless fervent
admirers , including elites from all walks of life. Some have said that such a perfect man choosing the
spoiled eldest daughter of the Wu family as his Crown Princess is a foolish move. To this, I simply smile and remain silent.

When this Prince, who drives countless women crazy, pushes open Wu Nuanyue's door, a snow-white jade foot comes with
a gust of wind, aiming straight for that handsome face. Ye Lingfeng's right foot retreats slightly, his right hand transforming into a palm to barely
grasp the deadly jade foot, the force so great that it almost slips from his grasp. He gave a slightly bitter smile. "Does Nuan Yue
want to live a life of widowhood by being so ruthless?"

Wu Nuan Yue stood on one leg, her delicate foot held captive, the towel slightly lifted, barely concealing her beautiful private
parts. She ignored it, simply saying, "Who told you to open the door without asking? I'd rather kick you to death."

Ye Lingfeng's lips curled into a wicked smile. He suddenly pulled Wu Nuan Yue tightly into his arms. "Do I need to ask permission to enter
my beloved wife 's room?" His words were gentle yet domineering.

Surprisingly, Wu Nuan Yue didn't resist, her pretty face flushing slightly as she buried it in his strong, broad shoulders. It's said that
women in love are like docile kittens. Could the famous Crown Princess be like that? Just as they were being tender,
Ye Lingfeng suddenly felt a tearing pain in his neck—it was the kitten in his arms… no, the little tiger
, biting his neck hard with its pink little mouth, as if it wouldn't stop until it had bitten off a piece of flesh.

Witnessing this, Taozi and Zhang Qianni exchanged a knowing smile, their thoughts unspoken.
Ye Lingfeng , remained calm, giving them a helpless wry smile. He gently patted Wu Nuanyue's head and said, "Alright
, alright, do you have to draw blood?"

"Because I like to suck your blood." Wu Nuanyue left the "poor" neck, returned to the bedside, and sat down. A few drops of blood were already on
her lips . She smiled sweetly, "What can I do for you, Brother Lingfeng?"

"It's important, of course. Change your clothes and come with me to a banquet." Ye Lingfeng said, then looked at Taozi,
"This must be Nuanyue's friend, right? Birds of a feather flock together, truly dazzling and beautiful
."

"Hello." Taozi was flattered by the compliment and stood up to greet him.

Ye Lingfeng smiled and nodded, his gaze returning to his "little tiger." "I, the Crown Prince, have come to fetch you personally.
You shouldn't refuse, right?" The reason he had come personally was because
all the underlings he had sent to invite Wu Nuanyue had vanished forever.

"Give me a reason not to refuse," Wu Nuanyue said, leaning against the headboard, her usual
arrogant demeanor .

Ye Lingfeng sighed softly, walked to those jade-like feet, and sat down, making a surprising move—
he took one of her feet and gently kissed her slender toes. "Is that reason sufficient?"

Kissing her toes signified loyalty, and Wu Nuanyue no longer feigned innocence (
she was jealous because Ye Lingfeng had praised Taozi's beauty; women are like that!). She dismissed all the men in the room, and while dressing, instructed Taozi and
Zhang Qianni to come back the next afternoon. The group parted ways at the manor gate. On the way, Taozi couldn't help but
think: Being a subordinate is truly like being summoned and dismissed at will!

It was already 7 PM. After the three of them had dinner, Taozi had an appointment and left first, while Zhang Qianni
went with Zhang Yang to the Queen's Palace, which was also the base of Wu Nuanyue's assassination squad. In the exquisitely furnished room
, Zhang Qianni took off her boots and 80D purple velvet stockings, revealing a pair of straight, slender, and shapely
legs to Zhang Yang. At this moment, Zhang Yang felt both nervous and afraid. Firstly, his foot
fetish made it difficult to resist the alluring sight of those beautiful feet. Secondly, he had been cruelly trampled on by Zhang Qianni before,
leaving him with a lingering trauma. Now, this tall, 173cm beauty was staring at him with ill intent; who knew
what terrible things might happen?

"Little Yangyang~" Zhang Qianni suddenly called out in a very gentle voice. Zhang Yang trembled and
secretly shrank back. "Hehehe~ Are you afraid your sister will eat you, Little Yangyang?"

"No, no..." Zhang Yang said, but he still subconsciously tried to stay away from those beautiful feet,
afraid of being tormented by them again.

"Sister is being lazy today and doesn't want to wash her feet herself. Little Yangyang, can you wash them for sister? Hehe, you have to
wash them with your tongue!" Zhang Qianni put one of her beautiful feet into the little boy's hands. Her long, narrow
toes, painted with sky-blue nail polish, wiggled seductively a few times, making the latter swallow hard.

"But Queen Sister said that I can only lick her feet..." Zhang Yang said, but he was clearly wavering
.

"Really? Well, poor Yangyang, you licked Nuanyue's feet back at the Crown Princess's house.
How do you think Sister Taozi will punish you?" Zhang Qianni said, feigning regret. "She'll probably squeeze Yangyang
hard ."

"Ah..." Zhang Yang became nervous after Zhang Qianni's reminder. He thought: No wonder the Queen
seemed a little angry later. What should I do? Although he was often ravaged by those beautiful legs, which
strengthened , he was still afraid deep down—after all, close contact with death was not a fun thing.

"Hehehe... Look how scared you are. If you lick my feet, I'll plead for you."
A sly glint flashed in Zhang Qianni's eyes. "Otherwise, I won't wait for Sister Taozi. I'll punish you,
you ."

"Sister Qian, no! Yangyang will wash your feet for you right now." Zhang Yang quickly knelt down on the floor,
holding , and began to lick each of the five toes one by one.

Zhang Qianni usually prefers jasmine perfume. Although her beautiful feet, which originally carried a delicate jasmine scent, had been inside
her boots all day and were slightly sweaty, the combination of sweat and perfume was
Zhang Yang's favorite scent (thanks to Taozi). He was thoroughly engrossed in cleaning her feet, sucking on each toe one by one
, savoring the rich fragrance. This was truly a treat for Zhang Yang, considering this "gentle" beauty...
In reality, she was incredibly proud; most people were only meant to be trampled underfoot, never having the chance to taste her beautiful feet.
It was precisely because she had never had her toes licked before that, now, with this little guy meticulously licking every inch
of her skin , she felt waves of tingling pleasure. Several times, she couldn't help but tightly clamp her tongue between her toes, causing Zhang Yang to
cry from the pain.

After licking these five "fragrant toes," Zhang Yang felt his tongue was a little swollen, so he stuck out his tongue and
looked pitifully at Zhang Qianni. Zhang Qianni smiled apologetically, lifting her beautiful foot and gently rubbing his tongue against the sole, seemingly
trying to relieve the pain. Perhaps due to a foot fetish, under the slightly cool "massage" of her sole,
Zhang Yang felt his tongue was less painful, so he grasped her ankle and actively responded with his tongue.

Zhang Qianni usually took great care of her feet, so even her heels were free of any unpleasant
dead skin, so smooth they seemed almost dripping with moisture. Zhang Yang had tasted the feet of two beautiful women. Wu
Nuanyue's feet were unparalleled, like those of a celestial being. Taozi's feet were slightly inferior; although the shape was excellent, with full,
rounded toes and slightly plump soles that felt wonderful to the touch, they lacked the
captivating allure of Wu Nuanyue's feet. They smelled like the feet of a normal beautiful woman (her secret weapon was her buttocks—a plump,
pert bottom that could easily conquer men). Zhang Qianni's feet, on the other hand, were a combination of natural
beauty and meticulous care, making them comparable to a baby's skin—delicate, pink, and incredibly smooth. One could imagine how wonderful they would
taste . If one had to nitpick, her feet were a bit large and not as gracefully shaped as Taozi's.
Overall, they were probably neck and neck.

Now, as Zhang Yang licked the delicious soles of her feet, his little penis shamefully hardened without him even realizing it. Seeing
this , suddenly picking him up and wrapping her arms around his neck, her long legs around his waist and hips. She squinted her almond-shaped eyes and said,
"Little guy~ My feet excite you so much~"

"Sister Qian..." Zhang Yang suddenly felt a hidden
pressure emanating from the long legs wrapped around him, as if his queen sister were a terrifying python.

Since that day when she had played Hu Yaotian to death, Zhang Qianni had developed a new hobby: Dong-style twisting—using her
long, beautiful legs to constrict her prey, enjoying the melodious sounds of the prey's body being squeezed...

At

the same time, in a hotel, Taozi also met the boss, whose QQ nickname was "Handsome Guy,"
but he turned out to be a small, thin man, no more than 165 centimeters tall. The stark contrast made Taozi realize she needed to be
more ; this kind of guy simply couldn't satisfy her desires—she might not even be able to keep up before she got her fill.
However, since the man was a guest, and they had generously paid an extra five thousand yuan, it was considered a "good deed."
Seeing that the other party was somewhat reserved, Peach gave him a charming smile and asked, "Is this your first time?"

"Yes, yes." The thin man lowered his head slightly, not daring to meet Peach's gaze. His eyes were fixed on the section of silk-stockinged legs peeking out from between
the leopard-print miniskirt and knee-high boots, his mouth practically watering.

"Hehe, don't be nervous." Peach said as she took off her shoes, her beautiful silk-stockinged feet "
liberated , exuding a fragrant aroma. "Take off your clothes, have you never seen a beautiful woman before?"

"Oh, okay." The thin man hurriedly took off his coat, still looking reserved, feeling awkward about sitting
or standing, and finally had to kneel.

"You're quite submissive, aren't you?" Peach chuckled, then asked, "What's your name?"

"Liu Liyong. May I ask your name?"

"Just call me Peach. Would you prefer me wearing stockings or bare legs?"

"Well, you decide. I... I have no experience..."

"Hehe, okay." Peach took off her stockings as well. It was warmer indoors, and the stockings
were thick, which would affect the sensation. "Come this way."

"Okay." Liu Liyong knelt down to Peach's legs, turning his back to her as instructed. Then, two
snow-white legs were placed on either side of her shoulders.

"You've chosen moderate asphyxiation. Are you ready?" The usual question meant the pain was about to
begin. Peach categorized science levels as mild, moderate, and severe for clients to choose from.
The higher the level, the higher the cost and the different the experience. For example, the moderate intensity that Liu Liyong chose was
done without using his full strength and with restricted breathing time. The first round was a warm-up, only twenty seconds long, with
one second of breathing time allowed. Each round increased by five seconds, and every five rounds increased by one second of breathing time, and so on until
he couldn't take it anymore.

"I, this is my first time, can you be gentler?" Liu Liyong suddenly felt inexplicably nervous, and his words amused
Taozi.

"Hehehe... Don't worry. But here's a piece of advice, don't struggle too much, or you'll have to bear the consequences!"
Taozi said, lifting his chin, wrapping her right leg around his neck and trapping his throat in her knee, then hooking her left leg around his right ankle
and bending it back to lock it in place. The first four-character twist was ready. "Let's begin~ 3, 2, 1, hey!"

With a sharp shout, the soft leg muscles wrapped around Liu Liyong instantly became sharp and hard, like a python catching
a delicious meal, tightening its grip little by little. His throat was pressed against her thighs, making it difficult to breathe.
Being his first experience, he was understandably afraid and tried to resist the beautiful legs that had already claimed several lives. However
, he was no match for her strength; Peach's leg power was now far greater than before, and Liu Liyong's resistance was utterly ineffective.
This was just a warm-up, though; he could still get a little air, and his face only flushed slightly.

Twenty seconds passed quickly, and his tense leg muscles immediately relaxed, allowing Liu Liyong to catch his breath. Then, the terrifying pressure returned to
his neck . This time, Peach was serious—"Twenty-five seconds."
She hooked her left leg around his right ankle, braced herself on the bed, and suddenly straightened her slender waist,
wrapping Liu Liyong's neck completely around her beautiful legs from every angle.

Liu Liyong felt the pressure increase dramatically. His throat was completely blocked from breathing because his legs were tightly clamped,
allowing only groans of "uh-uh." The intense pressure on his carotid artery blocked blood circulation, and his
brain buzzed as if dozens of insects were flying inside. Experiencing true leg-clamping suffocation for the first time
filled the thin man with boundless fear. He didn't think of anything, desperately trying to pry open
the thighs that were causing him pain, just hoping to get a little air to survive.

"Heh heh... you think you can pry my legs open with that little strength? You might as well just enjoy the pleasure."
"Hey!" Peach yelled again, tightening her legs and twisting her body to the left, causing her right thigh
to press even more violently against Liu Liyong's neck. This amplified Liu Liyong's pain several times over, and
his struggles intensified, completely forgetting his previous warning. This was tantamount to challenging Peach's authority as queen,
with potentially severe consequences.

Fortunately, the second round ended just in time. Peach stretched out her legs, hooked her ankles together, and a cruel
smile . The real suffocating hell was about to begin…

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