[Wrong Elevator, Wrong Door] (51-70) Author: No Cat Under Heaven

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Chapter 51 Ex-Girlfriend, Be Gone

! Yan Yu wrapped Cheng Xiaoyu in a sheet and returned to the bedroom. Yuan Yuan was already fast asleep. Yan Yu carried
Cheng Xiaoyu into the bathroom and gently and considerately washed her body, then poured her a glass of water and made her take her birth control pills.
After Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu got together, he bought a box of birth control pills and kept it in a drawer, but he almost never let Cheng Xiaoyu
take them; he usually used condoms. Today, he didn't know what was wrong with him; Cheng Xiaoyu had only said "I love
you," and he suddenly became impulsive like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy.

Yan Yu carried Cheng Xiaoyu back to bed to sleep. Yuan Yuan slept in the middle of the bed, so Yan Yu couldn't hug his
little ostrich while sleeping; they had to each sleep on one side. Yan Yu thought that if he and Cheng Xiaoyu got married in the future, they would definitely postpone
having children for two years. A life as a couple is so much better; children are such troublesome creatures.

Yan Yu was lost in thought when Cheng Xiaoyu reached over his round head and touched his hair. Yan Yu
looked at her; Cheng Xiaoyu was smiling at him, a shy yet sweet smile playing on her lips. Yan Yu unconsciously
smiled back, reaching out to intertwine his fingers with Cheng Xiaoyu's soft, white hand.

The two held hands, closed their eyes, and remained silent. The warmth of each other's body heat
seeped , making them feel incredibly peaceful.

After spending twelve days in Rongcheng, Doris bought a plane ticket to Hecheng.

Yan Yu said, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? There are many water towns near Rongcheng that are worth
visiting ."

Doris said, "My vacation is limited, I can't spend it all in one city. Rongcheng is an ancient
capital of China, and there are many places worth seeing."

Yan Yu said, "That's true. I'll give you the phone number of a friend in Rongcheng, you can
call him if you need anything. I'll tell him later, and ask him to show you around if he has time."

Doris smiled and said, "Yu, you're so considerate. I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to meet a
good Chinese man like you."

Yan Yu also smiled, tossed her hair and said, "Men as good as me are rare in any country."

Yan Yu took Cheng Xiaoyu and Yuanyuan to the airport to see Doris off. Doris picked up Yuanyuan and kissed
her , waved to Cheng Xiaoyu, and finally gave Yan Yu a big hug. Then he turned around and
walked a few steps into the ticket gate with his long, straight, beautiful legs encased in his jeans and disappeared.

Yan Yu first took Yuanyuan to kindergarten, then took Cheng Xiaoyu back to the company. Cheng Xiaoyu sat in the passenger seat
, humming a tune and looking quite relaxed.

Yan Yu said as he drove, "You're so happy Doris's gone?"

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Yan Yu, "What, are you unhappy that Doris's gone?"

Yan Yu said, "No, I'm very happy."

Cheng Xiaoyu then asked, "Why did you and Doris break up back then? Was it because you were graduating and going back to China?"

Yan Yu said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, I remember asking you before why you broke up with your ex-boyfriend, and
you immediately gave me a hard time, asking if I wanted to know how you and he slept together the first time. You were like that then, why
are you asking me now?"

Yan Yu's words were reasonable and well-founded, and Cheng Xiaoyu also felt that she was indeed in the wrong. With her annoying ex-
girlfriend already on a plane, Cheng Xiaoyu was in a great mood and said with a grin, "Okay, it's my
fault. Young Master Yan, you're so magnanimous, please forgive me this time."

Yan Yu glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu while driving, "You silly girl, when you're in a good mood you'll do anything,
but when you're in a bad mood you basically don't treat me like a human being."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I've already apologized to you. Tell me quickly
why ?"

Yan Yu said, "Why are you so curious about me and Doris?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Everyone has curiosity. Besides, learn from past mistakes." " I'll try not
to break up with you for the same reason again."

Yan Yu angrily tapped Cheng Xiaoyu on the head. "Are you just trying to provoke me? Can't you just say it's
because you care about me that you want to know about my past?"

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed. "Okay, okay, I misspoke again. I do want to know about your past because I care about you.
Yan Yu, tell me quickly, why did your tragic cross-border romance end?"

Yan Yu said, "Doris and I were in the same department in college. In our second year, she said she wanted to learn
Chinese , and then we got together. When we graduated, she suddenly told me she was going to travel around the world, but before that she always said
she wanted to be with me..." "She decided to stay at the university for graduate school, which led to some arguments between us. Plus, I'd always felt she was
a bit casual about relationships. If it was just for fun, it wouldn't matter, but after being together for a while,
conflicts . Maybe it's a difference in Eastern and Western cultures. When she left, we parted on bad terms. She went on a round-the-world
trip, and I returned to China after graduating with my master's."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "What? It's not tragic at all. " Yan Yu

said, "What's tragic? How about we do a tragic one?"

Cheng Xiaoyu covered her mouth and chuckled, then suddenly remembered a question, "Yan Yu, your first
time wasn't with Doris, was it?"

"No."

"Then...when was that?"

"High school."

"High school!" Cheng Xiaoyu angrily smacked Yan Yu on the head. "You naughty kid!"

Yan Yu frowned. "Hey! Don't keep hitting my head. If you make me stupid, no one will take care of you!"

"Then why do you keep hitting my head? Aren't you afraid of making me stupid?"

"Ostriches are already inferior creatures. How stupid can they be...Hey! Hey! You're still hitting me. Have you forgotten
what happened when we were stopped by the traffic police last time?"

Cheng Xiaoyu remembered the traffic police officer who scolded her and her boyfriend for fooling around. She reluctantly put down the tissue box in her hand and
sat down obediently.

Yan Yu adjusted his hair, which Cheng Xiaoyu had messed up. "Are you done asking?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I'm not interested in your past mess anymore."

"Now that you're done asking, it's my turn to ask. Why did you and your last boyfriend break up?"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't expect Yan Yu to ask such a direct question, but she couldn't not answer, so she remained silent for a while before
saying , "He had another woman first, and I found out, so we broke up. Yan Yu, my last relationship..."
" It was quite a mess, the crying and commotion almost turned into a family drama. So I don't want to talk about the past
, I really don't. The past is the past. Since we're together, let's make it work, okay?"

Yan Yu continued driving intently, not turning to look at Cheng Xiaoyu. He pursed his lips and said softly,
"Okay, the past is the past. Let's make it work from now on."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled at Yan Yu's profile. This was the first time she seriously considered that she might spend her life with this
man . Even though she always felt their family backgrounds were too different, even though she always felt that Yan Yu, this
playboy, wouldn't be interested in her for long, even though she always felt her heart was shattered and there was no
way she could ever truly love anyone else, at this moment, she felt that Yan Yu was a really good man. She couldn't bear
to separate from him, and if they could continue like this forever, it wouldn't be bad.

Having a child at home might be inconvenient at first, but you get used to it. Every morning, Yan Yu gets up and
goes out to buy fresh milk, soy milk, and breakfast. Cheng Xiaoyu stays home to help Yuanyuan comb her hair and wash her face. If she has time,
she'll fry three fresh, tender, yellow poached eggs. Cheng Xiaoyu specially bought a heart-shaped frying pan online so she can fry
pretty heart-shaped poached eggs, which she then places
on a small plate with elegant vine patterns on the edge. Cheng Xiaoyu will also draw a big smiley face on Yuanyuan's fried egg with ketchup. With such a unique fried egg, Yuanyuan
naturally eats it with great relish.

After breakfast, Yan Yu first takes Yuanyuan to kindergarten. Watching Yuanyuan wave goodbye with her pretty Mickey Mouse backpack, saying,
"Goodbye, Uncle! Goodbye, Aunt Xiaoyu!" he then drives to the company with Cheng Xiaoyu.

After work in the afternoon, they pick Yuanyuan up from kindergarten first. Yan Yu carries Yuanyuan in one arm and holds
Cheng Xiaoyu's hand with the other as they go to the market to buy groceries. He would always pinch Yuanyuan's cheeks and say, "Yuanyuan, what do you want to eat today? Your little uncle
will make it for you."

Yuanyuan was indeed a chubby little girl with a great appetite every day. She wanted to eat this today and that tomorrow, and she
never ate the same thing twice. Yan Yu was a good uncle. He would never refuse Yuanyuan's request and would always make it for her.

Cheng Xiaoyu, occasionally feeling a pang of jealousy, stopped walking in the market and said, "Yan Yu, I
want ."

Yan Yu glanced around; in the dead of winter, where could he find strawberries? "No strawberries, honey," he said
.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Then I want braised pork knuckle."

Yan Yu said, "Pork knuckle needs to be stewed for at least two or three hours to become tender. When will we get to eat that? Let's
make it this weekend."

Cheng Xiaoyu scoffed, "What? I don't get anything? Uncle, you're so biased!"

Yan Yu then understood what she meant, and chuckled as he ruffled Cheng Xiaoyu's hair. "You're even competing with a child?
Aren't you ashamed?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "What's wrong? So you're nice to your niece, but you're taking advantage of me because I don't have an uncle? I'll find
a man to be my godfather, and if he asks me what I want to eat every night, I'll let him do whatever he wants."

Yan Yu felt... Shi Neng was speechless at this girl's words and could only shake his head helplessly, saying, "Alright,
little ancestor, let's go to a restaurant and order braised pork knuckle, okay?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was just joking, not really wanting to eat braised pork knuckle. She snorted, "Fine,
as your ancestor, it's not good to make things difficult for your descendants every day. Let's leave it at that for today. If we don't offer our ancestor something to eat tomorrow
, be careful, our ancestor might move away one day."

Yan Yu said, "Why wait until tomorrow? Let's do it today. It's rare for our ancestor to want braised pork knuckle. If I don't offer it
to her today, who knows what she'll want tomorrow?" Then he picked up Yuanyuan and said, "Yuanyuan, my darling,
let's go to a restaurant today. Your Aunt Xiaoyu is craving braised pork knuckle."

Yuanyuan smiled and said, "Okay, I love braised pork knuckle too."

Yan Yu turned around and walked out of the market with Yuanyuan in his arms, and Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to follow. She said, "Yan Yu,
I was just kidding. Who's craving braised pork knuckle?"

Yan Yu laughed, "Come on! If you don't feed my little glutton, you'll let
other men do whatever they want because of a braised pork knuckle. Wouldn't that be a huge loss for me?"

Chapter 52 Amusement Park

Generally speaking, Yan Yu, Cheng Xiaoyu, and Yuan Yuan's family of three got along well. Every day after dinner, they
would sometimes go for a walk, and sometimes eat fruit and watch TV together at home. On weekends, when Yan Yan was free, he would take
Yuan Yuan out to play. Every time Yan Yan came, Yan Yu could see Qi Lang's car waiting downstairs, but he never
came up . Yuan Yuan came back in the evening, and Yan Yu asked her if she had fun. Yuan Yuan said she did. Yan Yu then asked her
if she liked Uncle Qi. Yuan Yuan tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said it was okay. Yan Yu was always worried about whether Qi Lang would treat Yuan Yuan
well in the future, but he was just Yuan Yuan's uncle. What could he do?

If Yan Yan was unavailable, Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu would usually take Yuanyuan out to play on weekends.
The time they went to the amusement park was the most enjoyable for Yuanyuan. The night before, Cheng Xiaoyu dragged Yan Yu and Yuanyuan to the supermarket
to buy all sorts of snacks. Yuanyuan, being a child, loved snacks. Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu
throwing bags of puffed snacks into the shopping cart, she was encouraged and started throwing bags into the cart herself. When she couldn't reach
the ones that were too high, she would tug at Yan Yu's clothes and say, "Uncle, hold me, I want that one!"

Yan Yu had no choice but to pick Yuanyuan up so she could get what she wanted. Yan Yu walked over
to Cheng Xiaoyu, who was choosing between two bags of cookies, and said, "You don't need to buy so much. It'll be heavy if you bring it all."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "We're going to play all day. We'll get hungry if we don't bring enough food." "

They sell food at the amusement park."

"But the food there is expensive and not very tasty."

"What's so good about snacks?"

"I don't care, I'm going to buy them." Cheng Xiaoyu felt that going out with a big bag full of snacks was a very happy
thing, just like going on a school trip when she was a child.

The next day, when they arrived at the bustling and colorful amusement park, Cheng Xiaoyu and Yuanyuan were full of energy. Only
Yan Yu, carrying a big backpack, was a little depressed. It was so heavy to carry it all day...

The amusement park was very crowded on the weekend, but fortunately, there weren't many people in the children's area. Although there were queues, they usually only took about
ten minutes. Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu accompanied Yuanyuan to play on many rides,
such as the suspended roller coaster, the hurricane swing chair, and the children's climbing car. Yuanyuan went crazy playing on them, her little face flushed with excitement.

Yan Yu sat in a giant cup that looked like it was waltzing, with a blank expression on his face. "It's making me
dizzy ."

Yuanyuan rode a snow-white carousel and waved, saying, "Uncle, Aunt Xiaoyu, come and ride!"

Cheng Xiaoyu had never ridden a carousel before. Although she had been to amusement parks before, she usually went straight for the most
thrilling rides like roller coasters. Carousels were always in the children's area, and she had never been on one before. Thinking about
how romantic the male and female leads in idol dramas looked sitting on those colorful, sparkling carousels, why didn't she and Yan Yu try it?

Cheng Xiaoyu pulled Yan Yu, wanting to get on, but Yan Yu refused. He, a grown man,
absolutely refused to ride something so effeminate. Yan Yu waved his camera and said, "You go ahead, I'll take pictures of you and
Yuanyuan ."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "What's the point of riding alone? You have to have your boyfriend with you on a carousel!"

Yan Yu said, "You're so silly, I'm not riding."

Cheng Xiaoyu frowned, pouted, and looked at Yan Yu without saying a word. Here we go again, here we go again, Yan Yu sighed
inwardly When did he spoil this girl so much with her tantrums and whining? But
since she was already spoiled, Yan Yu had no choice but to give in. He awkwardly climbed onto a chestnut-colored rocking horse, like
a thief .

Music started playing, and the rocking horse began to "run" up and down, but its speed was far too slow.
Cheng Xiaoyu thought it wasn't as fun as rocking vigorously in a rocking chair when she was a child. Yan Yu didn't gaze at her affectionately.
The scene of sitting on the rocking horse wasn't idyllic at all. There were children all around, and
parents taking pictures of their kids outside the railings. Even the music playing was childish. Cheng Xiaoyu felt
quite silly sitting there; idol dramas really do a disservice. She turned to look at Yan Yu beside her, only to see him like a wild wolf that had been
inexplicably teleported to a treetop, listlessly hugging the pole in front of him, his head resting on it, pretending to be dead.
Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu looking at him, he glared at her fiercely.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and took out her phone, snapping a picture.

Yan Yu shouted, "Hey! You brat, who told you to take that picture!" He stretched out his arm to grab Cheng Xiaoyu's
phone , but there was a certain distance between the two carousels, and Cheng Xiaoyu held the phone high above her head,
so Yan Yu couldn't reach it at all.

Cheng Xiaoyu was shaking her head and making faces at Yan Yu when they heard an amusement park staff member shout from the side, "
Hey two, please don't play around on the carousel! You're not little kids anymore, stop fooling around!"

After getting off the carousel, only Yuanyuan happily said that the carousel was so much fun. Yan Yu was still busy grabbing Cheng Xiaoyu's
phone . He gritted his teeth and said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, you forced me to sit there, and then you wanted to take pictures!"

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed and said, "Which one? The way you talk is easy to misunderstand." As she spoke,
Cheng Xiaoyu tucked her penis into her bra through the collar of her t-shirt.

Yan Yu was stunned and didn't dare to make a move.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "If you dare put your hand in, I'll call you a pervert!"

Yan Yu was so angry that he stood with his hands on his hips in a compass-like position. "Cheng Xiaoyu, you ostrich, if you keep being so unreasonable, I won't let
you get away with it!"

Cheng Xiaoyu snorted, "You're allowed to take nude photos of me, but I can't even take a picture of you riding a rocking horse? Don't
talk back to me. Let me tell you, I have photos of you drooling in your sleep. If you keep arguing with me, I'll post them on Weibo."

Yan Yu was stunned for a few seconds. "I don't drool in my sleep!"

"Of course you drool. Many people drool in their sleep."

"Cheng Xiaoyu, I need to check your phone!" He thought he was sleeping next to a stupid ostrich, but it turned out to be
a female spy! Did he really drool in his sleep? ...Even if he did, he had to cover it up. Yan
Yu was someone who valued his image.

"No! No inspection! Ah...you pervert! You pervert!!"

Yan Yu's hand recoiled as if burned, quickly pulling it away from Cheng Xiaoyu's chest. She actually shouted "pervert!" with a
fierce tone. People around were secretly glancing at them. Yan Yu had no choice but to grab
Cheng Xiaoyu and Yuanyuan with the other, quickly leaving the scene. Sigh, what could he do with a woman like that!

Yuanyuan had a great time today and fell asleep on the back seat on the way back. Cheng Xiaoyu, on the other hand,
was in high , putting on all the masks and hair clips Yuanyuan had bought and asking Yan Yu if they looked good.

Yan Yu was understandably upset after his day's events, and complained as he drove, "I brought such a big bag of food
, and I didn't even finish half of it. Cheng Xiaoyu, didn't you plan ahead when you bought it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu, wearing a dangling bee hair clip, kissed Yan Yu on the cheek. "Okay,
thank you for your hard work today, honey."

Yan Yu continued driving without moving, but all his grievances vanished instantly.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Let's come and play by ourselves sometime. I didn't get to ride any of the rides I liked." "

Okay," Yan Yu agreed readily, a smile playing on his lips. One kiss was enough to completely erase his unpleasant experience at
the amusement park .

Yuan Yuan, having slept for over an hour in the car, wasn't sleepy at bedtime
. She lay in bed listening to Yan Yu tell two stories but still couldn't fall asleep, and asked him to tell her a third.

Yan Yu had only read two sentences from a page when Yuan Yuan exclaimed, "I've heard this so many times!"

Yan Yu had no choice but to find another story to read. Yuan Yuan said, "I've heard this one too! Uncle, I want to
hear a new story."

Yan Yu said, "Your mother only gave me this one storybook. Uncle will buy you a new one tomorrow,
okay?"

"No," Yuan Yuan pouted, "I want to hear a new story now."

Yan Yu looked at Cheng Xiaoyu, who was propping her head up and smiling as she listened to the story, and said, "Hey, tell me a
story ."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Me? I can't tell stories."

"Just tell any story, I've told her all the stories I know."

"Okay then," Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Once upon a time, there was a lovely little princess. Her skin was as
white as snow, her cheeks were as red as apples, and her hair was as black as ebony..."

"Oh dear, I've heard the story of Snow White a hundred times!" Yuan Yuan said with a mournful face.

Yan Yu quickly said, "Tell me another one."

Cheng Xiaoyu frowned, thinking of another story. She had read many fairy tales as a child, but
remembered . Cheng Xiaoyu searched her memory for a while, finally recalling a story that left a deep impression. She
cleared her throat and began to tell the story, "Once upon a time, in a beautiful square stood a statue of a prince. That prince..."
"Very handsome, and his eyes are made of jewels. You haven't heard this story before, have you, Yuanyuan?"

"No, I haven't."

Cheng Xiaoyu continued proudly, "The prince stood quietly every day watching people come and go in the square.
A pigeon liked the handsome prince very much and often perched on his shoulder to chat with him. One day, the prince said to the pigeon,
'Pigeon, last night I saw a little boy in the square who was so poor that he didn't even have money for food. He had been hungry
for three days. Could you peck off one of my eyes and give it to him?' The pigeon said, 'But if you do that, you
'll only have one eye.' The prince said, 'It's alright, I want to help that poor little boy.'
So the pigeon pecked off one of the prince's jeweled eyes and gave it to the little boy."

Yuanyuan exclaimed "Oh!" and covered her mouth, saying, "The prince must have been in a lot of pain!"

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded, "Yes, he was in a lot of pain. So the prince only had one eye left, but the pigeon still
often flew to the prince's shoulder to talk to him. One day, the prince said again, 'Pigeon, last night I saw
a little girl in the square...'" She was so poor she had nowhere to sleep; she had been sleeping in the square for three days. "
Peck out my other eye and give it to her," said the dove. "But then you'll be blind
." The prince said, "It doesn't matter, do as I say." So the dove pecked out the prince's other gem
eye and gave it to the little girl.

"The prince will be blind!" said

Yuan Yuan. "Yes, the prince will be blind. Luckily, the dove will fly to his
shoulder to tell him what's happening in the square. Summer passed, and autumn came. The migratory birds in the square all
flew to warmer lands for the winter, but the dove didn't leave. The prince asked it why it wouldn't leave, and the dove said,
"I am your eye; I will not leave you." Autumn passed, and winter came. The weather grew colder and colder, and finally,
on a cold winter night, the dove on the prince's shoulder froze to death."

Yan Yu, "...Finished?"

"Okay, that's it."

Yuanyuan pouted, hugging the plush ostrich in her arms tighter. "This story wasn't good at all."

Cheng Xiaoyu said. "Not good? But I think this story is very poignant. I still
remember it after reading it for so many years."

Yan Yu said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, this isn't a fairy tale. It's not suitable for a four-year-old at all."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "How can it not be a fairy tale? This story is either from Grimm's Fairy Tales or Andersen's Fairy
Tales , one hundred percent."

Yan Yu said, "You can't tell a story at all."

Cheng Xiaoyu muttered softly, "I didn't..." "You said I could tell stories, but you insisted I tell one."

Yuanyuan pouted and said, "I feel so sorry for the prince, and so sorry for the little pigeon."

Yan Yu said, "Hurry up and tell another one. You're not allowed to tell any more of these sad foreign fairy tales."

Cheng Xiaoyu stroked her chin and said, "Okay, okay, let me think about it some more."

If Young Master Yan and Xiaoyu really have a daughter in the future, I wonder if they will live like this too ^_^

Chapter 53 Bedtime Story

As Cheng Xiaoyu thought about it, she thought of another short story. This one wasn't a foreign fairy tale; it was
one she had read a couple of days ago while reading "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio." Although "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" is full of female ghosts and fox spirits, it can get
boring , but reading one or two short stories occasionally is still quite interesting. As Cheng Xiaoyu recalled, she slowly recounted,
"Once upon a time, there was a government official named Li. His wife had fallen ill and died, leaving behind two sons and a daughter. The
three children cried day and night, causing Official Li great distress. He longed to remarry, but the women in the town all
disliked his large family and refused to marry him. One day, Official Li went out on business and, walking along a quiet mountain path,
suddenly saw a beautiful young woman. Official Li was very fond of this woman and approached her, hoping she would become his
wife. At first, the young woman refused, so Official Li had no choice but to… plead desperately."

In reality, this story tells of Official Li, captivated by her beauty, who, after being rejected, forced himself upon her in a brothel. Cheng Xiaoyu
felt unable to explain the concept of "illicit relations" to Yuanyuan, so she could only say that Officer Li had begged and pleaded... "The
young woman, unable to resist his pleas, had no choice but to agree to marry him. The young woman asked, 'Do you have children?' Officer Li said, 'I
have three children.' The young woman said, 'I'm worried about being gossiped about as a stepmother.' Officer Li said, 'This
is our family matter, it's none of anyone else's business. After you come to my house, I won't have much contact with outsiders.' The young woman
continued , 'After my ex-husband passed away, my mother-in-law was very mean to me and wouldn't allow me to remarry. If your
servants leaked the news, I'm afraid they'd call my ex-wife...'" "Grandma knows," said Officer Li. "That's easy.
I only have an old maid to take care of the children; I'll get rid of her." Seeing that Officer Li had agreed to
all happily followed him home.

Cheng Xiaoyu noticed that not only Yuanyuan, but even Yan Yu seemed to be listening attentively, so she
happily continued, "The young woman followed Officer Li home and diligently took care of the officer and his children's daily
lives, just like a virtuous wife and loving mother. Officer Li was very satisfied and didn't tell anyone that he had taken
a new wife, nor did he ever invite anyone to his home. One day, Officer Li..." The official had to go out of town for a while and
told his wife not to go out and to take good care of the children. The young woman nodded in agreement. Two weeks later, the official returned
to find the house eerily quiet and the doors tightly shut. As soon as the official reached the bedroom door, he saw… do you
know what he saw? Yuanyuan.”

Yuanyuan shook her head. “What did he see?”

Cheng Xiaoyu described with great enthusiasm, “A huge, terrifying wolf suddenly leaped
out and ran away in a few moments!”

Yuanyuan covered her mouth with an “Oh!” “How could there be a wolf?”

Cheng Xiaoyu said, “The official was almost scared to death. He finally calmed down and went into the bedroom.” There was blood
everywhere Officer Li saw the heads of his three children. Officer Li was shocked and furious,
and immediately turned to chase after the wolf, but it was too late. "

What about the officer's wife?" Yuan Yuan asked.

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, "The officer didn't have a wife. His wife was the wolf. This story
teaches us that Officer Li was a morally bankrupt man, and how could a woman obtained through a clandestine escape be a good
woman? That's why he met such a tragic end."

Yuan Yuan was clearly shocked by the story, her little face furrowed in thought, even forgetting to ask Cheng Xiaoyu what
"clanal escape" meant.

Yan Yu's forehead creased with anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, what kind of ghost story is this?!"
Doesn't she know that Yuan Yuan will have a stepfather in the future? She actually said that the stepmother was actually a wolf who ate all three children,
leaving only their heads! What if Yuan Yuan develops psychological trauma after telling such a story?

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "What's wrong now! This isn't a ghost story, it just has a wolf. Ancient Chinese stories
are all like this, it's always about foxes or wolves, either sucking people's life force or eating children. I think these kinds of stories are quite
interesting. Does a good story only have to end with the princess and prince living happily ever after?"

Yan Yu ignored her and picked up a storybook, saying to Yuanyuan, "Yuanyuan, let your uncle tell you a story. Aunt
Xiaoyu can't tell stories at all."

Yuanyuan was still struggling with the story of the wolf woman. She asked, "Why did the official's new wife turn into a wolf?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "The official's wife didn't turn into a wolf, she was a wolf to begin with, which is why she lives in the mountains. Yuanyuan
, do you remember at the beginning of the story, the official met the young woman in the mountains, and she initially
ignored him. He begged her to be his wife, that's called inviting a wolf into the house!"

Yan Yu said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, you've already been deprived of..." "Children have the right to tell stories, so shut up!"

Cheng Xiaoyu's words only fueled her competitive spirit. She slapped the bed and said, "What's wrong with my stories!
Aren't they a hundred times better than your story about the little snail who forgot to do his homework because he was too busy playing? I even
taught idioms while having fun! How many four-year-olds know what 'inviting a wolf into the house' means? Yuanyuan, tell your
uncle what 'inviting a wolf into the house' means."

Yuanyuan said, "Inviting a wolf into the house means bringing a wolf home as if it were your mother."

Yan Yu, "..."

Cheng Xiaoyu, "Hmm, that's pretty much it. Yan Yu, when you were four, you probably never even heard of such a profound idiom as '
inviting a wolf into the house, ' right?"

Yan Yu, "..."

Cheng Xiaoyu, "Although my stories are all tragedies, tragedies are more profound, okay! You think I
can't tell funny stories? Of course I can! I'll tell you one right now, I guarantee it'll be hilarious."

Yan Yu remained silent.

Cheng Xiaoyu cleared her throat and began to tell the story, "Once upon a time, there was a young man surnamed Xie. He was an
orphan . One day, while he was working in the fields, he saw a large snail that was about to die from dehydration."

Yuanyuan asked, "What's a large snail?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Yuanyuan, have you ever eaten those small, round snails?"

Yuanyuan nodded, "Yes, I have. You have to take the meat out of the shell before you can eat it."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "A large snail is something hundreds of times bigger than a small snail. It's this big!" She gestured
with her hands .

Yuanyuan exclaimed, "Wow, it's so big!"

Yan Yu thought to himself, "The snail girl is that big. Even if the young man wanted to carry her home, he couldn't move her."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Yan Yu, what's with that nonchalant look on your face? Hmm?"

Yan Yu said, "Nothing, please continue."

Cheng Xiaoyu decided not to argue with Yan Yu and continued, "Snails are supposed to live in water, but
this big snail was somehow put in the field, and it was about to die of thirst! A young man took pity on it
and home, putting it in a basin of water. The next day, the young man was going to work in the field again, and before he left, he
said, 'Sigh, I really want to eat fried rice with eggs today!'" His family was very poor, and he rarely ate eggs.
But that night, when he returned home, there was actually a steaming plate of fried rice with eggs on the table.
Although the young man found it strange, he happily ate the fried rice. The third day, before leaving, he tried
saying , "Today I want to eat shredded pork with green peppers." And do you know what happened? After the young man left, a
beautiful girl with long hair crawled out of a snail.

Yan Yu imagined a girl with long hair crawling out of a snail, and the more he thought about it, the more it resembled Sadako.
But Yuan Yuan didn't know there was a female ghost named Sadako in this world, so she didn't have any strange associations
and continued listening with great interest.

"The girl who crawled out of the snail went out and bought shredded pork and green peppers. She came back and chopped and chopped, stir-fried
and stir-fried, and soon a fragrant plate of shredded pork and green peppers appeared on the table. The snail girl crawled back
into her snail. The young man happily ate the shredded pork and green peppers when he returned and went to sleep. On the fourth day,
the young man wanted to eat spicy stir-fried snails, so he shouted into the house, 'Today I want to eat spicy stir-fried snails.' Then he
went out work. That night when he returned, there was indeed a plate of spicy stir-fried snails on the table. On the fifth day, the young man said he
wanted to eat steamed pork with rice flour, but strangely..." That night when he came home, there was nothing on the table. The sixth day, the seventh day, no matter
what he said he wanted to eat, nothing appeared on the table again. "Okay, that's the end of the story!"

Yan Yu, "..."

Yuan Yuan, "..."

Cheng Xiaoyu scratched her head. "Yan Yu, even if Yuan Yuan didn't understand, didn't you understand too?
It's the story of the Snail Girl, you really didn't understand?"

Veins popped out on Yan Yu's forehead. "Cheng Xiaoyu, this isn't a story suitable for a four-year-old. 'Fun
' my foot!"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Hey, don't be jealous of me just because you can't tell the story yourself."

"I'm jealous of you? Your Snail Girl is that big!" Yan Yu said, gesturing
as if to imitate Cheng Xiaoyu's earlier pose. "Excuse me, how did she end up stir-fried and placed on a plate? Which plate could hold her?"

Cheng Xiaoyu, "…………"

Yuan Yuan's eyes widened. "What? Who stir-fried the Snail Girl?"

Yan Yu said, "Your Aunt Xiaoyu stir-fried her!"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Oh dear, don't mislead the child. Yuan Yuan, it's like this, on the fourth day, the young man
wanted to eat stir-fried snails. The Snail Girl herself is a snail, so she didn't need to buy any more snails. She made herself..." "Just stir
-fry it. Then, because the Snail Fairy was eaten on the fourth day, she
ca . Do you understand, Yuanyuan?"

Yuanyuan thought for a long time, pulled the blanket up, and patted the little ostrich in her arms, saying, "
Aunt Xiaoyu, I want to sleep."

Cheng Xiaoyu said with a smile, "That's great, Yuanyuan, go to sleep."

Yan Yu said with a worried look, "Cheng Xiaoyu, I'm really worried about your future child."

The next day, during the daily storytelling session at noon in the middle class of kindergarten, little Yuanyuan raised her hand very actively.
She stood in front of a group of children and said in a childish voice, "...On the third day, she wanted to eat shredded pork, and then she got
shredded pork . On the fourth day, she wanted to eat snails, ah, spicy stir-fried snails, so the snail girl climbed into the pot and stir-fried herself, and then the young
man ate the snails..."

The kindergarten teacher, "..."

The children, "..."

Hope you all like it. Yuan Yuan's part is almost over, and then they will return to their world as a couple
~

Chapter 54 Catwoman (slightly erotic)

From then on, the person who told Yuan Yuan bedtime stories changed from Yan Yu to Cheng Xiaoyu. Although Yan Yu
always scoffed at Cheng Xiaoyu's stories and seriously questioned whether they were suitable for children under school age, Yuan Yuan obviously
thought Cheng Xiaoyu's stories were
much more interesting than the children's stories that Yan Yu told, which advised children to be polite and love learning. Cheng Xiaoyu's stories are quirky and varied in length, depending entirely on her mood and state of mind before bed. "
Once upon a time a reporter interviewed a group of penguins, asking them what they did every day. The first penguin said, 'Eat, sleep, play with
beans.' The second penguin also said, 'Eat, sleep, play with beans.' The reporter asked many penguins, and they all gave the same
answer , until he met a very cute little penguin. The reporter asked it, 'Little friend, what do you do every day
?' The little penguin said, 'Eat and sleep.' The reporter asked curiously, 'Why don't you play with beans?' The little penguin said, '
I am the bean.'" Yuanyuan

laughed heartily. Yan Yu

remained silent. From now on, he not only had a girlfriend who loved telling corny jokes, but also a
niece who loved listening to them.

However, Yuanyuan wasn't poisoned by Cheng Xiaoyu for long. After living at Yan Yu's house for about a month, she was picked up by
her mother . Yan Yan was going to Hecheng with Qi Lang this time, planning to start over in both her career and life. They were both
in their thirties, and starting over in a new city was certainly not easy, but there was no other way.
Although Yan's father didn't say anything harsh again, the Qi family made it clear that they would never acknowledge Yan Yan as their daughter-in-law. Yan Yan and Qi Lang
were not ordinary people; neither of them felt that they would be devastated without the support of their families.
What was a little hardship at the beginning? They would definitely have a good life afterward.

After learning about this, Yan's mother sighed for several days. Finally, she told Yan Yu, "Let your sister keep Yuanyuan here.
Your father and I are Yuanyuan's maternal grandparents; we won't treat her badly." Who knew if Qi Lang would look down on Yuanyuan,
especially since they were both working hard outside... "How hard it is for you to work, how can you have time to take care of such a young child?" Yan Yu relayed her words to
Yan Yan, whose attitude was firm. She said that Yuan Yuan was her daughter, so of course she would take care of her. She told Yan Yu, "Tell
Mom not to worry, I won't let Yuan Yuan suffer, nor will I let myself suffer.

" Cheng Xiaoyu was really reluctant to see Yuan Yuan leave, and hugged and kissed her several times. Although Yuan Yuan was also
reluctant to leave her uncle and Aunt Xiaoyu, she naturally preferred to be with her mother.

Yuan Yuan left with her mother on the plane, and the next time she saw Cheng Xiaoyu, she would be a fifth-grade
elementary school student. Yan Yu patted her head and said, "Yuan Yuan, this is Aunt Xiaoyu. She took care of you when you were in
kindergarten , don't you remember?" Ten-year-old Li Yuqing smiled awkwardly,
glanced at the woman with neat short hair and delicate makeup standing opposite her, and whispered, "I don't remember." Her
uncle was really something, calling her by her nickname no matter where they went, and who remembers kindergarten!

Doris left, and Yuanyuan left too. Finally, only Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu were left at home again.

Cheng Xiaoyu stroked her chin, pacing back and forth in the living room, saying, "I don't feel used to this." Yan

Yu smiled and wrapped his arms around Cheng Xiaoyu's slender waist from behind. "Isn't it nice just the two of us? Every night I want
to hold you while we sleep, but there's always this little thing in between."

Cheng Xiaoyu giggled, not saying anything.

Yan Yu pulled Cheng Xiaoyu back onto the sofa, leaning against her. "To celebrate our return to just the two of us,
let's have some fun on the sofa." Ignoring Cheng Xiaoyu's objections, Yan Yu pushed her sweater
up onto the sofa. They had just returned home after seeing Yuanyuan off, and the underfloor heating had only
been . December weather was already quite cold, and Cheng Xiaoyu's delicate skin immediately
broke out in goosebumps upon contact with the cold air.

Yan Yu's warm, moist mouth lingered on Cheng Xiaoyu's body, his breath hot as he licked the small bumps
, saying, "Little ostrich, are you cold?"

Cheng Xiaoyu felt itchy all over from Yan Yu's licking; the fine bumps slowly
melted , while her lower abdomen tingled and secreted a warm, tingling fluid.

As Yan Yu kissed her, he unbuttoned Cheng Xiaoyu's jeans, his hand immediately touching
the wetness as he slipped his hand inside her underwear. Yan Yu grinned mischievously and ran his glistening fingers over Cheng Xiaoyu's flushed cheeks.
"What's going on? Were you already lusting after me in the car? Did you wet my car seat?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was both embarrassed and angry. She grabbed a sofa cushion and smacked Yan Yu on the head. "You're so annoying!"

Yan Yu laughed and pulled down Cheng Xiaoyu's pants. "Women are always saying one thing and meaning another. If you hate me, why are you wet when I
haven't you?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was furious and pounced on Yan Yu, tearing at his clothes and biting him wildly. After biting for a while, she realized that
Yan Yu was actually enjoying it. He closed his eyes, a smirk on his face, and his large hands were reaching into her underwear from behind to touch
her buttocks. Cheng Xiaoyu became even angrier. She unbuckled Yan Yu's belt, pulled down his zipper, grabbed his hot, thick penis, and
gave it a fierce squeeze.

Yan Yu frowned slightly, then opened his eyes with a lazy expression and said, "Gently, baby."

Cheng Xiaoyu said indignantly, "Yan Yu, you're the one who needs me in bed, so why are you
acting so arrogant!"

Yan Yu raised an eyebrow, "Don't you want it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I do want it, but you definitely want it more than I do, so why are you so
haughty?"

Yan Yu sighed, "It's not that my army is too brave, it's just that the enemy army is too useless. Cheng Xiaoyu, why don't you be arrogant
too?"

You can't provoke an ostrich; the more you provoke it, the more its brain short-circuit. Cheng Xiaoyu straddled Yan Yu and vowed, "Yan Yu,
today I'll let you taste what it's like to be at someone else's mercy." As she spoke, she got off Yan Yu and stood
in front of the sofa.

Yan Yu said, "Weren't you going to take advantage of me? Why did you come down here?"

Cheng Xiaoyu tossed her hair and said, "The sofa is too small, I can't move around much. Come upstairs with me." As she spoke, she turned to face down, wearing only her underwear.
Underwear wiggled her little bottom and went upstairs.

Yan Yu sprang up from the sofa and chased after her, only to be pinned down by the ostrich—something he had been waiting for.

Upstairs, Yan Yu saw Cheng Xiaoyu squatting in front of a drawer, rummaging through things. He asked her what she was looking for, and
Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Go lie down on the bed and don't talk too much."

Yan Yu obediently went to bed, resting his hands behind his head, fantasizing about the erotic treatment that awaited him.

Cheng Xiaoyu found a clothesline and went over to tie Yan Yu up in a spread-eagle position. When Cheng Xiaoyu
started tying Yan Yu's ankles, Yan Yu showed signs of resistance. After all, Yan Yu was still quite a masculine man at heart;
he was fine with spoiling her, but having her tie him up was a different story. Yan Yu said,
"That's enough, what new tricks can you play with me tied up?"

Cheng Xiaoyu stopped what she was doing. "You said you'd let me have my way today, what, you've changed your mind?"

Yan Yu said, "I'm not changing my mind, I just think it's pointless for you to tie me up."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You'll find out soon enough whether it's pointless or not. Hey, don't move, if you don't let me tie you up,
I'll resist to the death today."

Yan Yu hesitated for a moment when he heard Cheng Xiaoyu's words "resist to the death," but in those few seconds, Cheng Xiaoyu had already
tightened the binding around his ankles. Yan Yu had no choice but to give up, thinking that if she liked tying him up, let her do it. Could an ostrich
fly out of his grasp?

Cheng Xiaoyu checked her work, then playfully pinched Yan Yu's cheek,
turned around drew the curtains, took a cardboard box commonly used by deliverymen from the closet, and hid in the bathroom.

Five minutes later. Catwoman Cheng Xiaoyu made a dazzling appearance.

Her long hair was tied into a high, neat ponytail, and a delicate eye mask with upturned corners covered her eyes
. A haughty smile played on her lips. Beneath her rounded, white shoulders was a black, fitted top.
The top was so tight that it accentuated Cheng Xiaoyu's slender waist and made her small breasts appear about to burst out. Below
that was a short black tutu that barely covered most of her hips,
and . She wore pure black over-the-knee boots and
elbow-length flannel gloves, the pure black color making her slender fingers appear even more delicate. A long black
whip was held between her beautiful fingers, and with a "snap," she swayed towards Yan Yu with a cat-like gait.

Yan Yu looked up at the catwoman walking towards him, whistled, and shouted "Cool!" Although this catwoman's breasts were a
bit small and her legs weren't long enough, Yan Yu thought she was even prettier than the real catwoman. Her small waist and hips swayed so alluringly
.

The catwoman walked over, placed one foot on the bedsheet, and used the handle of her whip to lift the man's chin, her voice low and sexy,
"Who are you?"

This gesture allowed Yan Yu to see the sexy black lace panties under her puffy skirt. He smiled frivolously and said,
"I am a woman who is waiting for yours.
Aev Ilostrichitemeupre. Please, helpme. "
"Catwoman." (I am a man waiting to be saved by you. An evil ostrich has tied me up
here. Please save me, Catwoman.)

Catwoman lifted Yan Yu's chin and remained silent for a few seconds. "What does 'ostrich' mean?"

Yan Yu couldn't help but burst into laughter. "It means ostrich! Cheng Xiaoyu, you've even forgotten your own race
. You're still speaking English to me. You're such an idiot."

Cheng Xiaoyu was furious and lashed out with her whip at Yan Yu's chest. "Shut up! Today, Catwoman will destroy you, you bird-language lecherous wolf,
in of the moon!"

Chapter 55 Loyal Little Wolf (h)

Cheng Xiaoyu was addicted to whipping people. She straddled Yan Yu's waist and kept whipping him. She even remembered to ask Yan
Yu if it hurt. If it did, she could be gentler.

These whips were specially made. Although they would leave light red marks on people, they
didn't hurt much. Yan Yu felt it was extremely inappropriate to be whipped while being ridden by a woman like this, and besides, when did this
damned girl buy this outfit without telling him?

Cheng Xiaoyu, holding the whip's end, swept it across Yan Yu's chin and said, "Why don't you look like you're enjoying it at all?"

"Cheng Xiaoyu, every man has some yearning for SM, but what I yearn for is S, not M!"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and lowered her head, opening her red, tender mouth to take Yan Yu's nipple into her mouth. When the nipple
hardened, swelled, and glistened, she raised her head and smiled like a little devil, "But what I yearn for is
S, not M!" She pressed the hard leather whip against the erect nipple, circling it and grinding it downwards forcefully
.

Yan Yu let out a groan that sounded like both pain and pleasure, and his penis instantly swelled up. Crushing his
aroused nipples with something so hard was both painful and stimulating for Yan Yu, causing his breathing
to become heavy. "Don't... um, Cheng Xiaoyu, let me go!"

Cheng Xiaoyu said smugly, twirling the whip in her hand. "You know how powerful I am now! I told you before, I, Cheng Xiaoyu, am
a queen, not a little loli who can be pushed around! Say it now, 'Queen Xiaoyu, I was wrong, I am your loyal
little wolfhound, I will never talk nonsense in front of you again, woof woof!'"

Yan Yu was furious. "You stupid ostrich, do you even know what a little wolfhound means? Let me go now, don't make me say it
a third time!" Yan Yu tried to break free of the ropes binding his hands and feet, but found that Cheng Xiaoyu had tied them quite tightly, and he couldn't break free.

Seeing the man beneath her moving around, Cheng Xiaoyu simply got off him, took a small pair of scissors, and
slowly . Cheng Xiaoyu was wicked. She
could easily remove the underwear from Yan Yu's body by simply cutting the sides, but instead, she cut it open from the crotch
and then sliced it vertically, strip by strip.

Yan Yu watched the gleaming scissors snip and snip next to his erect member, his heart
pounding in his chest. This girl could cut herself with a kitchen knife; who knew what she might do with scissors…? Yan Yu's voice
trembled involuntarily, "Cheng Xiaoyu, take that damn scissors away!"

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Yan Yu, "Why are you trembling?" She smoothed the
white underwear, now shredded but still hanging on Yan Yu's crotch, "You look like you're wearing a Hawaiian grass skirt. Hmm, I'll cut
some patterns to make it even prettier. Ouch, don't move! Swords don't have eyes; if you move again, I can't guarantee what will happen."

Yan Yu cried out, "Cheng Xiaoyu, you're cutting my pubic hair!"

Cheng Xiaoyu inspected the situation and said dismissively, "They've grown so much,
what's wrong ?"

Yan Yu gritted her teeth and said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, let me go now and I'll forgive you for what you did, otherwise, even if you
cry to me a hundred times today, I still won't forgive you!"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You said you'd let me have my way today!"

Yan Yu said angrily, "Have I ever treated you like this? Have I ever cut your hair?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, resting her chin on her hands, "Oh dear, don't be so rude, it'll embarrass me!"

Yan Yu glared angrily at the lustful and audacious ostrich in front of her. It seems that she was quite shy
during the first few times , when did she become like this?!

Cheng Xiaoyu removed a black glove, her small, white hand gently combing
and caressing the dense, dark forest between Yan Yu's legs. Yan Yu felt a pleasant, itchy sensation, and the visual pleasure was unparalleled. His penis,
shamelessly accelerated its engorgement, brushing against the soft, white back of her hand. "Mmm, I long to be
touched by this beautiful little hand..." The beautiful picture unconsciously forming in Yan Yu's mind was abruptly interrupted by that ostrich's words
, "How about cutting this into a heart shape? It'll be unique, and you won't dare to cheat on me,
because other women will laugh at you." Cheng Xiaoyu's small hand, oblivious to the danger, continued to caress Yan Yu's dark forest.
"Why do you look so grim? Do you dislike it that much... How about a lightning bolt shape? Or
how about a Superman symbol? Aren't you always so confident in your sexual prowess? You'll definitely like the Superman symbol."

Yan Yu said through gritted teeth, "Cheng Xiaoyu, if you dare touch me there with scissors again, I guarantee you
won't be able to get out of bed for three days. I mean it this time!"

Although Yan Yu was already like a fish on a chopping board with its hands and feet tied, she still had some remaining power. Although Cheng Xiaoyu
was having a great time, the delicate string of reason in her mind hadn't snapped yet. After weighing it over carefully, she reluctantly
pulled her hand out of that dark forest and began to roughly stroke the vigorous, large penis,
muttering , "Threatening me? You dare threaten Catwoman? You dare threaten the messenger of justice? You big idiot,
hurry up and spit out your venomous juice!"

"Damn it, the way you're stroking it, what comes out is blood, not venomous juice!" Yan Yu was being tortured to death by her hand, which was at the wrong angle
, with the wrong force, yet it was getting harder and harder. Yan Yu deeply regretted
agreeing to let Cheng Xiaoyu tie him up. When he was on top of her, this girl was a docile little lamb, but
how did she turn into a devil the moment he was on top!

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "What's wrong? Feeling unwell again? If you say, 'Queen Xiaoyu, please treat me gently,'
then I'll be gentle with you."

Yan Yu said with a dark face, "Cheng Xiaoyu, the day you let me go is the day you die."

Cheng Xiaoyu clicked her tongue and sighed, "Oh dear, you really are... unyielding to the death." Her two fair and delicate hands
pulled at that innocent, erect, 45-degree angled penis like pulling a radish, the penis turning
a darker red from her tossing and turning, the veins bulging and trembling slightly, innocent tears secreting from the glans. Cheng Xiaoyu looked up at
the sky and sighed, "Heavens, please help me think of a way to torture him, I really have no inspiration."

"...Cheng Xiaoyu, what did I do to offend you today?" Yan Yu was really going crazy from her torment, her
hands moving lightly and then heavily, leaving his lust stuck there, unable to rise or fall, truly suffering.

Cheng Xiaoyu rubbed the thick, hot shaft between her legs like she was twisting hemp rope, and said with a smile, "
Not today, you think about how long you've been pinning me down and bullying me? Today, the poor and lower-middle peasants have finally turned the tables and become
masters. Naturally, landlords should be shaved first and then paraded through the streets. It's already a relief that I haven't been beaten up."

Yan Yu said indignantly, "Did I only bully you? How much pleasure did I give you when I pinned you down?
How much fluid did I make you wet? You clung to me and begged me not to leave. Why the hell are you so vengeful?"

Cheng Xiaoyu had to admit that Yan Yu's words made some sense. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she bit her lip and said, "You just won't admit defeat
, huh? Today, I'll make you beg me!" Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head, opened
her rosy large glans into her mouth. Her little tongue skillfully swept away the white fluid secreted at the tip, and then, imagining
the feeling of sucking on a bag of jelly, she pursed her lips and began to suck. One of her small hands was still gently stroking Yan Yu's thick pubic hair,
while her other hand was kneading his soft scrotum like a toy.

Yan Yu's Adam's apple bobbed rapidly, and even with his eyes closed, he couldn't help but groan. This girl's skills
in pleasing men were getting better and better. He, Yan Yu, had slept with a fair number of women, but none of them
had ever made him feel so good. In just a few minutes, Yan Yu had thrown all his heroic spirit to the back of his mind,
panting heavily , "Baby, let me in, I'm going crazy."

Hearing Yan Yu's words, Cheng Xiaoyu's lips curled into a victorious smile. She slowly climbed onto Yan Yu,
her beautiful cat tail tickling his taut thighs. She kissed him with her little tongue, her breath carrying
a faint musky scent. Her thin lace panties rubbed suggestively against his monstrous, erect penis, the
indentation as wet as if soaked in water. Yan Yu longed to thrust into that silky paradise. But damn it, he
couldn't ; his legs were spread apart and bound tightly.

Cheng Xiaoyu's voice trembled slightly, her beautiful little breasts heaving against his chest. She licked his
lips and said, "Call me Queen, call me Queen and I'll let you in."

Yan Yu's kiss was hot and fierce, his breaths deep and sexy. He bit her lips and said, "Queen, my
Xiaoyu Queen, let me in."

Cheng Xiaoyu, already burning with desire, was satisfied with Yan Yu's words. She
pulled down with her little hands, her beautiful little legs kicking a couple of times to kick her cute black lace panties down to her ankles.
Cheng Xiaoyu rubbed intimately against the hot, thick penis a few times, finally fitting snugly into the slightly concave entrance.
Cheng Xiaoyu felt a surge of heat in her lower abdomen, and the tender flesh inside trembled violently. Her face flushed, she sat
down …

but Yan Yu hissed and his face changed color.

Cheng Xiaoyu froze, too, too afraid to move, her half-swallowed penis still.

Yan Yu cried out, “Get up, it hurts!”

Cheng Xiaoyu rolled off Yan Yu, staring at his glistening penis. It seemed fine,
still erect and strong, but why did Yan Yu look so pained?

Cheng Xiaoyu quickly asked, “Where does it hurt?”

Yan Yu gasped for breath, "You're sitting down! Let me go! Ouch, it hurts so much! We need to go to
the hospital !"

Cheng Xiaoyu panicked, "How did you sit down? I'm fine, I'm not sitting down."

Yan Yu was sweating profusely from the pain, "You're sitting at the wrong angle! You've killed me, Cheng Xiaoyu! Let me go!"

Cheng Xiaoyu vaguely remembered that if the angle was wrong when the woman was on top, it might injure the man's genitals.
Because a man's penis has an angle when erect, if you force it to the wrong angle, it will be injured. It's
like bending your finger backward at a 50 or 60 degree angle is okay, but if you force it at a 180 degree angle, it will definitely break.
The thought that she might have broken Yan Yu's penis made Cheng Xiaoyu sweat profusely. She frantically tried
to untie the ropes binding Yan Yu's limbs, tears welling up in her eyes, asking as she untied them, "Should we go to the hospital right away
? Should we put some ice on it first?" Yan Yu didn't answer her at all, it seemed he was really in a lot of pain.

Cheng Xiaoyu untied the ropes binding Yan Yu's hands, then ran to the foot of the bed to untie
the rope . Yan Yu sat up and untied his right leg.

After untying the ropes, Cheng Xiaoyu knelt on the bed, nervously staring at the still erect penis between Yan Yu's legs.
"Why is it still hard? The blood is all over it, it must hurt even more, right?"

Yan Yu moved his wrist, looking at her without speaking.

Only then did Cheng Xiaoyu notice that although Yan Yu's complexion wasn't good, he didn't seem to be in much pain.
Cheng Xiaoyu murmured, somewhat puzzled, "...Doesn't it hurt anymore?"

Yan Yu grinned, a cold glint flashing in his white teeth. "It doesn't hurt anymore, baby."

Poor Cheng Xiaoyu, she didn't even know her death was imminent...

Chapter 56 SM (H)

It was only around seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and many families in the neighborhood had just finished dinner, but
the curtains in Yan Yu's bedroom were already tightly drawn, with only a faint, dim light
leaking . In this bedroom, a long clothesline hung from the hook of the ceiling light, and below it was
Cheng Xiaoyu, who was tied up by Yan Yu at the shoulders, hands, waist, and feet. She was almost naked, wearing only a
short, black, puffy skirt, and of course, the cat tail sewn onto the skirt.

Cheng Xiaoyu is now truly bound hand and foot, her whole body resembling a large rice dumpling in an irregular
triangle shape. This shape forces Cheng Xiaoyu to thrust her beautiful breasts forward high. Yan Yu then uses rope to wrap and tie those two little white rabbits together in the middle, creating a deep cleavage
from Cheng Xiaoyu's ordinary C-cup . Being tied up like this, Cheng Xiaoyu must have felt awkward, uncomfortable, and of course she kept struggling. But that scoundrel Yan Yu had tied a thick, large knot between her legs. The more Cheng Xiaoyu moved, the more the rough knot sank into her flower. Her two delicate petals were rubbed until they felt numb and tingly. The sensation of the foreign object moving at the entrance of her vagina gave Cheng Xiaoyu a strange feeling in her lower abdomen, as if water was about to flow out... Cheng Xiaoyu blushed and bit her lip, saying, "Yan Yu, put me down!" Yan Yu was admiring his first bondage performance from all sides. He thought he had tied her up quite well, so he took out his phone and snapped a couple of pictures as a souvenir. Cheng Xiaoyu was even angrier, screaming, "You dare take pictures! This is very uncomfortable, put me down!" Yan Yu put down his phone and said, "How could it be? I considered human biomechanics when I tied you up. There are four points of contact with the rope, it's impossible for it to be uncomfortable." Cheng Xiaoyu retorted angrily, "Yan Yu, you cunning bastard, you actually lied to me and said you were injured somewhere. Don't give me another chance to tie you up, next time I'll definitely make you really hurt." Yan Yu said coolly, "Next time? Baby, you'll have to wait until the next life . You won't have another chance to tie me up in this life." Cheng Xiaoyu glared at him. Yan Yu said, "Oh, you're angry. Why don't you consider the consequences when you do things? Karma comes fast." Cheng Xiaoyu's long, fluffy tail hung down on the bed, and Yan Yu picked it up and used the hair at the tip of the tail to brush Cheng Xiaoyu's cherry-red nipples. The texture of the fine hairs and the knots beneath her felt different; Cheng Xiaoyu felt a tingling itch. Her sensitive nipples couldn't withstand this strange stimulation and soon became erect. Cheng Xiaoyu felt her whole body begin to heat up, as if something inside her was swelling and about to burst. Being tied up like this was truly uncomfortable—not the pain of being bound, but an indescribable discomfort. Yan Yu reached out and hooked the hard little red nipple, chuckling softly. Cheng Xiaoyu was both embarrassed and annoyed, gritting her teeth as she said, "That's enough, isn't it?" Yan Yu said, "Since my little ostrich likes SM, I naturally have to entertain him properly. How can this be enough?" Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I don't like SM!" Yan Yu said, "I saw you were having a lot of fun just now, it doesn't seem like you don't like it." Saying that, he picked up the scissors placed by the bed and picked at the fine, soft down above Cheng Xiaoyu's clitoris. "How should I cut this? I think I'll cut it into the shape of an ostrich's head!" Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You dare!" "Don't move, let me think about how to cut the ostrich's head." The feeling of the cold scissors touching her lower body was indeed not very pleasant. Cheng Xiaoyu finally understood Yan Yu's feelings . "Sigh, a true man can bend and stretch," Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, her angry expression fading. She blinked, looked up at Yan Yu, and said, "Honey, I was wrong. Please put me down." Yan Yu said, "Why didn't you let go of me earlier?" Cheng Xiaoyu whispered, "You didn't say I was wrong." Yan Yu retorted angrily, "Why should I say I was wrong! You won't learn your lesson unless you're properly disciplined! Cheng Xiaoyu, you're going to have SM today, whether you want to or not!" Cheng Xiaoyu shouted, "Yan Yu, you've been watching too many Japanese AVs! Don't be fooled by how high those girls moan ; they're all faking it. They're not actually comfortable." Yan Yu's face hardened. "How do you know it's uncomfortable? Have you tried it with your ex-boyfriends?" "Cheng Xiaoyu , you brat! I've never even done SM with a woman, and you've done it with other men!" Cheng Xiaoyu said with a long face, "No, why would I need to try? You know it won't feel good even without trying. Did you feel good when I whipped you just now?" Yan Yu said, "That's because you don't have the technique. With the technique, it will feel good." Yan Yu walked behind Cheng Xiaoyu and pressed against her.

She bent over, one hand playing with her high, perky breasts, the other sliding the knot of rope stuck in her vulva.
At first, the knot didn't slide very smoothly, but gradually, sticky nectar began
to flow from the opening where the knot was stuck. Yan Yu's hand was full of the wetness, and he took the opportunity to slip his middle finger through the gap between the opening and the knot
, stirring it wildly inside her wetness. Yan Yu also pulled the knot in hard. The tight rope
rubbed against her labia majora, making them numb and painful, and her two delicate labia minora were red, swollen, numb, and pitifully crooked.

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't take it anymore, shaking her head and saying, "No... Yan Yu, that's too rough, don't put it
in , sob sob..."

Yan Yu said, "Beg me, beg me and I won't put it in anymore."

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes were red as she bit her lip and said, "Good brother, I beg you."

Yan Yu said, "Beg me like this? Hmm?"

"Then tell me how to beg."

"You should say, 'Master, please be gentle with me.'"

Cheng Xiaoyu was on the verge of tears. Didn't she force him to say "Queen Xiaoyu, please be gentle with me" before?
He didn't say it, and he's so stingy, Master? Disgusting. But... that thing was really uncomfortable down there.
Yan Yu's fingers were even rubbing the hard knot against her opening, it must be
swollen. Anyway, he had taught her to say all sorts of disgusting things, so what difference would a few more make...

"Master, will you... be gentle with me?" Cheng Xiaoyu said aggrievedly.

Yan Yu was overjoyed. With a wicked grin, he pushed out the knot of rope that was deeply embedded between Cheng Xiaoyu's legs. His fingers
slowly and methodically moved in and out of the juicy little hole. "If you don't want the rope, then what does my little ostrich want?"

"Yan Yu, you always bully me like this." Cheng Xiaoyu's voice trembled slightly. Her body was being tormented
and teased by him to the point of near madness!

Yan Yu raised an eyebrow and said, "What, you still can't say it? Who was sitting on me just now, whipping me and
wielding scissors? How come you've turned into a pure and innocent little lamb in the blink of an eye?" As Yan Yu spoke, he grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's waist and
thrust his fingers into her swollen and tender flower core.

Cheng Xiaoyu screamed, her tender flower core contracting violently, sucking at the enormous penis. The empty passage,
thoroughly aroused by Yan Yu, glistened with moisture, unsoothed. It
was completely satisfied with the massive beast that had now entered, utterly disregarding Cheng Xiaoyu's will. Her soft, red flesh swarmed
around, eagerly sucking at the thick penis.

Cheng Xiaoyu's body was delicate, and normally Yan Yu rarely dared to rush in with a violent, headstrong attack. He always had to
carefully tease her, until he fully aroused the girl's inner desires before daring
to indulge himself. But today, after entering, he immediately began thrusting forcefully, each time pulling out completely before slamming back
into her flower core. He saw that Cheng Xiaoyu didn't seem particularly uncomfortable, and her cries were becoming increasingly lewd.

Cheng Xiaoyu was tied at the perfect height for Yan Yu's penis to freely enter and exit. He gripped
Cheng Xiaoyu , because only in this way could he ensure that she wouldn't sway wildly from his thrusts. Yan Yu leaned down slightly,
reaching out to pull her tender pink nipples, his firm abdomen slapping against her peach-like buttocks with a loud slapping sound. As he thrust, he
said, "You said you didn't like SM, but your little mouth is sucking me so tightly. You actually really like being tied up and fucked by a man, don't you?"

Yan Yu's thrusts were incredibly powerful, the ropes above him shaking violently, and the beautiful wall lamp rattling
loudly. Cheng Xiaoyu felt like her body had nowhere to hold onto, floating in mid-air, with only
the hot, thrusting penis behind her being the only thing that truly connected her to the world. Her body
twisted and struggled involuntarily, but the more she twisted, the tighter the snake-like rope wrapped around her. The rough, twisted rope
rubbed against her smooth breasts, her delicate skin, and the light downy hair below her abdomen, causing a mix of pain, discomfort, and
strange pleasure. Cheng Xiaoyu's voice couldn't help but tremble with tears, "Yan Yu, put me down,
please , don't tie me up anymore, um, um..."

Yan Yu pressed against her clitoris, circling and stirring it around. "Cheng Xiaoyu, I told
you, even if you cry to me a hundred times today, I won't forgive you." Yan Yu picked up the leather whip from the bed and lashed it across her left, fair, round buttocks.
A light pink blush immediately appeared on her flawless white skin, and her tight little hole reflexively contracted, causing
Yan Yu to gasp.

Cheng Xiaoyu sniffled, feeling wronged, and said, "Why did you hit my butt?"

Yan Yu grabbed her slender waist and thrust hard. "What SM doesn't involve whipping? Cheng Xiaoyu, instead of
crying use some tricks down there to make me ejaculate sooner? You might suffer less."
Yan Yu smiled and lashed out with the whip again on Cheng Xiaoyu's right buttock.

Chapter 57 Whip Bondage (H)

Cheng Xiaoyu felt like her buttocks were about to swell up from Yan Yu's whipping. Why did she look at those catwoman outfits on Taobao
? Why did she impulsively buy the matching whip? Now she was the one being SM'd instead of the SM person.
She really brought this on herself!

Yan Yu's penis fought harder and harder without showing any signs of fatigue, while Cheng Xiaoyu was completely defeated. She had been
hanging there like a roast duck for an hour, and she desperately wanted Yan Yu to ejaculate soon. Cheng Xiaoyu tried
to inhale and contract her vaginal canal, but Yan Yu's whip lashed across her poor little bottom with a sharp crack. "You little vixen, if you
suck one more time, I won't just spank your bottom."

He had been the one who told her to make him ejaculate if she dared, and now she was just doing what he said, yet he was acting
like this. Cheng Xiaoyu said with a mournful face, "Yan Yu, if you keep ramming me like this, the light will fall and kill me."

Yan Yu said, "The light won't fall; the building materials here are all the most expensive." "

...Then don't spank me." The pleasure of sex and the slight pain of being whipped mingled strangely.
At first, it was a little uncomfortable, but as she gradually got used to it, each lash felt like it was
adding to the pleasure of his thrusting, instead arousing even more desire within Cheng Xiaoyu's body. It was a painful pleasure.
Cheng Xiaoyu vaguely remembered seeing a similar
description , but she couldn't recall it now and didn't have time to think about it. Yan Yu had already maliciously trained her to be lewd enough;
if even SM could get her used to it, she would be truly hopeless!

Yan Yu smiled, "Baby, try to enjoy things you can't resist."

Perhaps because of the bondage and the position, Yan Yu felt his little ostrich was particularly tight today.
His penis had thrust in and out so many times, yet the tender flesh inside her vagina still gripped and resisted tightly, as if it were the first
time . At the same time, she was incredibly wet, her slippery fluids gushing onto his glans, giving him
indescribable pleasure. She was like a pure yet wanton enchantress; on the surface, he was the one binding her, but in reality,
she was the one binding his heart.

Men are sensual creatures; the sight of his beloved woman bound and at his mercy was inexhaustible
. He had no time for any fancy techniques now; his penis thrust in and out faster and faster,
conquering the woman beneath him entirely with his innate strength and speed.

The sounds of flesh slapping, the woman's seductive moans, the cracking of the whip,
the snow-white body bound by the whip, the swollen and alluring buttocks, the tender flower constantly flowing with honey-like fluid—all of this, like a
slow-motion scene in a dream, carried a strange allure, enticing Yan Yu to sink deeper and deeper into Cheng Xiaoyu's body, unable to extricate himself.

The whip was thrown to the ground. Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's swollen, pert buttocks and began thrusting in and out rapidly. Her beautiful
opening was stretched white and deformed, barely keeping up with Yan Yu's rhythm with each breath
. Her clear vaginal fluid was crushed into white foam, making a squelching sound as it clung to his thick penis and slowly flowed out of Cheng Xiaoyu's body.

Cheng Xiaoyu's whole body was burning hot. She could only helplessly call Yan Yu's name again and again, but Yan Yu didn't
answer her at all. He just kept thrusting into her with each stroke harder and harder. The chandelier above her head was swaying wildly.
The long tassels made of glass beads around the ceiling were now tinkling like wind chimes. Cheng Xiaoyu's panting gradually became
like screams. The changing light and shadow caused by the swaying chandelier made her feel like the whole room was shaking
. Her orgasm came fiercely and rapidly. She felt as if she had been swept into the sky by a gust of wind. Her head was dizzy and
her body was floating. She didn't care if the chandelier above her head really fell.

Yan Yu's breathing grew heavier and heavier as he thrust wildly into her spasming, climax-filled vagina, wanting to stuff
both of his scrotums inside. Cheng Xiaoyu's fluids increased, dripping onto the bed, mingling with her sobbing
moans, which sounded particularly beautiful. Yan Yu felt his arousal today had come exceptionally quickly. Grabbing her shapely
buttocks he thrust hard a few more times before ejaculating with a low growl. He continued to thrust hard into her soft, moist vagina
a few more times as he ejaculated, before reluctantly pulling out his semi-erect penis.

Yan Yu sat on the bed, head tilted back, panting. Cheng Xiaoyu's body swayed gently before him. Her face
was flushed , a few strands of hair clung to her sweaty forehead, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and
her eyes, brimming with autumn water, were half-closed in a languid manner. Her small mouth was slightly open, panting, and her beautiful breasts rose and fell sensually
.

Yan Yu, worried that she would have poor blood circulation from being suspended like that for too long, stood up, untied the knots, and then tore the ropes
apart, throwing them to the ground. She hadn't noticed it before because of the passion, but now that Yan Yu had untied the ropes
, Cheng Xiaoyu realized her hands and feet were numb. The previous intimacy
had completely drained her energy, so as soon as her feet touched the bed, she slumped weakly into Yan Yu's arms.

Yan Yu held Cheng Xiaoyu on the bed, resting quietly for a few minutes. Seeing that Cheng Xiaoyu's breathing had
become a little more even, Yan Yu kissed her lips. "Baby, how are you?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "My hands and feet are numb."

Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist and looked at it; sure enough, there was a deep red mark. Actually, he hadn't tied it
tightly; it was probably because she had been suspended for so long that the mark was left. It seemed that SM was indeed not something to be played with casually. Yan
Yu gently rubbed Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist and said, "It'll be fine after a rest. You must have been tied up for too long."

Cheng Xiaoyu was still angry, so she bit his chest fiercely, then smacked her lips and said,
"You smell of sweat."

Yan Yu also lowered his head and gently bit Cheng Xiaoyu's neck. "

You smell of sweat too." Cheng Xiaoyu felt ticklish from Yan Yu's bite and giggled, hiding in his arms. "Yan Yu, you're going too far! You
sexually abused me!"

Yan Yu said, "That's because you sexually abused me first."

"That's because you pinned me down on the sofa first."

"You're my girlfriend, why can't I pin you down on the sofa?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was speechless for a moment. She seemed to have forgotten why she had initially decided to tie Yan Yu
up . Alas, it turned out to be a terrible idea. Cheng Xiaoyu pouted and said, "I oppose domestic violence."

Yan Yu said, "I oppose it too. No matter what, you can't threaten a man's genitals with scissors."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Then can you whip someone?"

"You whipped me first. And I only hit your butt, but you
hit me ."

Cheng Xiaoyu snorted and sat up on the bed, glaring at Yan Yu. "You won't give in to me, will you?! You
've bullied me enough in bed and you still say it's all my fault, right?! You ungentlemanly man, if you dare say another bad word about me
, I'll never be with you again!" After saying that, Cheng Xiaoyu kicked Yan Yu's shin bone hard
.

Cheng Xiaoyu's kick was quite powerful, and Yan Yu sat up, grimacing and rubbing his shin.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Was today's incident your fault or mine?"

Yan Yu said, "My fault."

Cheng Xiaoyu kicked Yan Yu's shin again, "What kind of attitude is this? You have no sincerity at all!"

Yan Yu hugged his shin and said, "Queen Xiaoyu, it's all my fault. Please don't stop being nice to me, otherwise no one else
will be nice to me."

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but chuckle.

Yan Yu reached out and pinched her cheek, "You little devil."

Hearing Yan Yu call her "Queen Xiaoyu," Cheng Xiaoyu felt satisfied. She put her arms around Yan Yu's
shoulders, "Carry me to take a shower."

"Yes, ma'am." Yan Yu picked up Cheng Xiaoyu and carried her to the bathroom.

Yan Yu was filling the bathtub with water. Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the tub, hugging her knees and swaying her head as she sang, "
In the green forest, there are trees and flowers, no informers and no police. I'm a great thief, afraid of nothing! Life
is so carefree, I'm happy all day long."

Yan Yu remembered this song. The night he and Cheng Xiaoyu slept together for the first time, a half-drunk Cheng Xiaoyu
sang this song while showering. It seemed she was in a pretty good mood. She'd just been hung on
the bed , and all he'd said afterward to tease her was a few sweet words, and she was already this happy. This girl…
"You 're really easy to fool,"

Cheng Xiaoyu said. "What are you laughing at me for?"

Yan Yu said, "I think you sing really well."

Cheng Xiaoyu was modest enough, "It's not that great, it's alright."

Yan Yu went out to pour a glass of water and then handed the birth control pill to Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu took the glass and drank the pill, then said, "Yan Yu, you can't always go without a condom."

Yan Yu nodded, "I know." He didn't know what was wrong with him lately; he
was becoming less and . He liked seeing the alluring and submissive expression on her face when he ejaculated inside her, which made
him feel from the bottom of his heart that this woman belonged to him.

Yan Yu drank the remaining half glass of water that Cheng Xiaoyu had drunk, then put the glass aside, reached out and spread Cheng Xiaoyu
's thighs apart, "Let me see if it's swollen."

It was a little swollen there; her labia minora were plump and slightly parted, and the color looked redder than usual.
Around
insideher small mouth , and Cheng Xiaoyu's vagina was very tight and narrow, the contents hadn't
completely drained out even after so long. With each opening and closing of her small mouth, a thick, sweet, and fishy white liquid continued to flow out.

Seeing Yan Yu's gaze on her growing increasingly predatory, Cheng Xiaoyu tried to close her legs, but Yan Yu
pressed his large hand on them, preventing her from doing so.

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed and said, "Yan Yu, what are you going to do now!"

Yan Yu extended a finger and gently touched her red petals. "They're so swollen, baby."

The short, puffy skirt was still around Cheng Xiaoyu's waist, and her black cat tail slid
silently into the water, swaying gently with the flow of water, making it look just
like a real cat's tail. Yan Yu scooped the wet tail out of the water, shook it off, and then thrust it towards the small hole flowing with white
semen .

Chapter 58 Cat Tail (h)

The fluffy cat tail moved in and out of the girl's tender little hole, occasionally bringing out a little bit of white liquid.
Cheng Xiaoyu lay on the countertop on the side of the bathtub, one leg on the ground and the other leg pressed on
the countertop . The white bath countertop was cold against her naked body, and the cat tail slowly pushing into her little hole was
almost killing her. So fluffy, it burrowed into her body, the soft fur rubbing and caressing the inside of her little hole.
The soft flesh couldn't withstand the stimulation and contracted violently, trying to hold onto something,
but couldn't hold onto anything at all. The half-soft cat tail could only make her more anxious.

The girl's pure white, naked body writhed uncontrollably, her face flushed red, her voice trembling with sobs,
"I don't want the cat tail, I don't want it..."

Her bright red vulva continuously swallowed and exhaled pure black fuzz, a scene as alluring as could be. Yan Yu
squinted, admiring the beautiful sight before him, his large hand still gently thrusting the cat tail deeper,
a wicked smile playing on his lips, "Aren't you a catwoman? How can a catwoman not have a tail?"

"No! It itches so much..."

"Is it just itchy? If it itches, why is there so much fluid? Be good and don't move, there's still a lot of brother's
semen , let me help you clean it out."

Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly let out a soft cry, her body trembling slightly, her small foot on the ground
kicking wildly at Yan Yu's leg, but it was weak and didn't hurt at all.

Yan Yu smiled knowingly, "Looks like you've hit the spot. How is it, comfortable?"

The delicate, sensitive spot was pricked by the tiny, hairy tail, causing it to throb and itch violently.
Yan Yu then teased it with the cat tail, the fine hairs constantly pricking the tender
spot . Cheng Xiaoyu felt like she was going crazy with emptiness. She shook her head and sobbed, "Yan Yu, I
want it, give it to me, um..."

Yan Yu said, "What a greedy little cat, even eating her own tail." He slowly and deliberately moved
the fluffy tail, not giving her a quick release. He had just finished his release, so he could
enjoy her allure a little longer.

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't take it anymore. The tender flesh inside her vagina tightened, trying to grip the wet
cat tail that slid inside her. She moaned and groaned, her small hands climbing up her white, smooth breasts,
squeezing, kneading, and playing with her nipples.

Yan Yu clicked his tongue and sighed, "Baby, you really should look at yourself now."

He grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's slender waist with both hands and lifted her up. Cheng Xiaoyu screamed as she was
placed on the sink, where her and Yan Yu's toothbrushes and cups were laid out. Cheng Xiaoyu was now facing a large mirror above
the sink . Every morning, Cheng Xiaoyu combed her hair in front of this mirror, and now
the woman in the mirror had messy hair, a rosy face, and almond-shaped eyes that were watery and alluring. Her
cherry- slightly parted, moist. She lay back on the man behind her, her delicate hands
unconsciously fiddling with her nipples, her fingers playing with them. Between her open legs,
there was a sticky, white substance—Yan Yu's semen inside her. A dark, bushy cat tail was moving in and out of her lower body. Of course
, only the outer part was
bushy; the small section of the cat tail that was constantly moving in and out of her vagina was wet and squeezed, less than half the thickness of the outer part. Her red, slippery vagina greedily opened and closed, biting
the cat tail that it was sucking into its mouth, occasionally spitting out sticky, lewd white fluid. Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned, and
the pleasure constantly aroused within her body made her limp and powerless against the man's strong, taut body
. Every cell in her body was screaming that she wanted it, but that hateful Yan Yu was determined to torture her like this.

Yan Yu kissed Cheng Xiaoyu's beautiful, slender neck and said, "Baby, do you see clearly? Look
how alluring you are right now, like you can't live without a man."

Cheng Xiaoyu let out a muffled moan, one small hand trembling as she gripped Yan Yu's strong
arm, the other hand kneading her breasts forcefully. Her fair, soft body writhed seductively, her
smooth, white flesh peeking out beautifully from between her fingers, incredibly sexy.

The light in Yan Yu's eyes grew increasingly excited. His hand followed her smooth skin to her lower abdomen, passing through
a patch of soft down to find the semi-erect nipple. He pinched the rosy little spot, slowly manipulating it
until it hardened, then began to pinch and pull it hard.

Cheng Xiaoyu was truly going crazy. Her screams grew louder and louder, her fingers gripping Yan Yu's arm and scratching wildly like a cat
. With her eyes closed, she leaned back in Yan Yu's arms, her little head shaking incessantly. "Yan Yu, faster, ah, ah..."

The cat's tail grew longer and longer inside her vagina, completely filling her passage. It stirred and
rubbed inside her, using countless tentacles to entice, tease, and torment her. Her most sensitive clitoris was
mercilessly , the burning sensation sending the ultimate pleasure to her brain. Cheng Xiaoyu's vaginal fluid
gushed out in gushes, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. Finally, she screamed and convulsed, her body going limp, her vaginal opening
tightening, and a torrent of fluid, like incontinence, gushed out. The clear, slightly sticky fluid sprayed onto the mirror
like wine dripping from the rim of a glass, slowly flowing down. Cheng Xiaoyu, her eyes wet, leaned against Yan Yu, feeling
as if she had died once more.

Yan Yu finally kindly pulled the cat tail out of Cheng Xiaoyu's flower cave. The black tail was dripping
wet, with patches of white marks on it, shaped like it had been squeezed hard by the flower cave. Tsk tsk,
even if you clenched your fist and squeezed hard, you probably couldn't get it into this shape.

Yan Yu brought the wet thing to Cheng Xiaoyu's face, "My little ostrich is really a beauty,
a cat tail can bring you to orgasm."

Cheng Xiaoyu refused to look, turning her body to hug Yan Yu's neck and burying her face in his chest. There was a
thin , but the smell was not unpleasant at all. Yan Yu finally understood why there was the phrase "sweating profusely".
His little ostrich was already very fragrant, and the sweat added a unique, deep, sensual fragrance, which was particularly attractive to
men .

Yan Yu took off Cheng Xiaoyu's black tutu skirt and carried her into the bathtub to wash together. His
long, slender fingers rubbed the delicate little flower in the clear water, spreading white bubbles evenly all over her body.
His hands seemed to have magic, making her feel so comfortable wherever they touched. Cheng Xiaoyu pounced on him,
clinging to Yan Yu like an octopus, her little red mouth nibbling wildly at his shoulders and neck.

Yan Yu, holding the bath sponge, didn't move. "What are you doing? Aren't you going to take a bath?"

Cheng Xiaoyu mumbled, biting him. "No, I want you."

Yan Yu's lips curled into a smile. He threw away the bath sponge, grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu, pinned her against the bathtub wall, and thrust himself
in.

Cheng Xiaoyu's legs were tightly wrapped around Yan Yu's strong waist, her arms affectionately wrapped around his
neck, her little bottom bobbing in rhythm with his movements.

The clear water churned wildly between them, and Cheng Xiaoyu's two little breasts, half-exposed above the water, swayed
beautifully. Yan Yu gently squeezed one of the cat tails in his palm, caressing it tenderly. "Why are you being so cooperative, hmm?"

"I don't like cat tails," Cheng Xiaoyu said, biting Yan Yu's sexy, slightly upturned chin. "They're too soft."

Yan Yu chuckled softly, lifting one of Cheng Xiaoyu's legs and placing it on his shoulder, bumping into her even more vigorously.

They went upstairs at six in the evening, and by the time Yan Yu carried Cheng Xiaoyu down, it was already past ten.
Yan Yu helped Cheng Xiaoyu shower, dried her hair, and put her on the bed. Cheng Xiaoyu said her stomach was growling loudly
, and she wanted instant noodles.

Yan Yu kissed her on the cheek. "Wait, I'll make you some."

Cheng Xiaoyu sat up and hugged Yan Yu's waist from behind, saying, "No, it's so late. You
might get eaten by a monster if you go downstairs alone."

"So?" Yan Yu asked.

"So you have to take me down with you."

"Let's go then."

Cheng Xiaoyu started to whine again, "But I'm so tired, I can't walk."

"So what?" Yan Yu asked, amused.

"So you have to carry me down." At this point, Cheng Xiaoyu had already climbed onto Yan Yu's back like an octopus
.

Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's legs and stood
up , he
would be willing to carry her down even if he had to be carried in a sedan chair.

Cheng Xiaoyu was only wearing a nightgown and was lying on Yan Yu's back. As Yan Yu went downstairs, he said, "Cheng Xiaoyu,
why are you so heavy?" He even pinched her bouncy little bottom.

Cheng Xiaoyu bit Yan Yu's ear.

"You said you leaked so much water just now, theoretically you should be lighter."

Cheng Xiaoyu started biting Yan Yu's neck, and while biting, she put her hand under his arm and tickled him.

Yan Yu couldn't dodge, so he could only shout, "Cheng Xiaoyu! If you move again, I'll throw you down!"

"You dare!" Cheng Xiaoyu said, biting his ear. "If you dare throw me down, I'll break up with you."

Yan Yu sighed helplessly. "Okay, I won't dare. But if you scratch me again, I'll roll down the stairs, and then
no one will cook noodles for you."

Cheng Xiaoyu snorted. "Alright then, I'll let you off for now for the sake of instant noodles. You, my
mode of transportation , hurry up, Queen Xiaoyu wants to eat noodles!"

Yan Yu smiled and lifted Cheng Xiaoyu's body up a bit. "Yes, my queen."

Chapter 59 Sweet Instant Noodles

The water in the pot was bubbling loudly. Yan Yu tore open the seasoning packet of the instant noodles and sprinkled the powdered seasoning into
the pot. Then he tore open the oil packet and poured it into the pot. However, the oil packet was semi-solid and difficult to pour.
Yan Yu squeezed the plastic bag a couple of times, but only a small part came out.

Clinging to his back, Cheng Xiaoyu reached behind him and took the oil packet, saying, "Watch me." She pinched one corner of the oil packet with
two fingers, then submerged it, opening down, into the water to about
half its depth. The semi-solid oil quickly softened and melted upon contact with the heat, flowing automatically
into the pot with the boiling water. Cheng Xiaoyu shook the empty plastic bag and then tossed it into the trash can.

Yan Yu laughed, "How come my ostrich is so smart!"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You're the one who's too stupid, okay? Haven't you ever eaten instant noodles before?"

Yan Yu thought for a moment and said, "I think I've eaten them once or twice, but I've never cooked them myself."

Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head. "What do you capitalists eat all day long? Do you eat
sea cucumber and abalone every meal?"

Yan Yu said, "How could that be? Eating too much of those things isn't good either. Everyone's body is the same; you need to eat whole
grains to be healthy." Yan Yu saw that the water had boiled and said, "I'm going to cook the noodles."

"Wait a minute!" Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Cut a sausage in."

Yan Yu carried Cheng Xiaoyu to the refrigerator, took a sausage, chopped it up quickly, and threw it into the water. "I'm cooking."

"Wait a minute," Cheng Xiaoyu said again, "put in some cabbage leaves."

Yan Yu had no choice but to take a plump, white cabbage from the corner of the kitchen, peel off two layers of skin
, rinse it under the tap, and then cut it with a knife.

Cheng Xiaoyu put her arms around Yan Yu's neck and instructed, "Only the leaves, not the stems. The stems don't taste good when cooked in."

"Oh."

"You chopped it too finely! Cabbage leaves should be cut into slightly larger pieces to taste better... The cucumber should be cut thinner, you cut it
too thick!"

"Cheng Xiaoyu, you're so nagging. I have to support you with one hand and chop vegetables with the other. It's already pretty good that you can cut it like this
."

"You're really good at making excuses. Just support me, I'll chop it."

"Forget it, Miss, if you cut your hand again, I'll have to buy you Winnie the Pooh Band-Aids."

Cheng Xiaoyu chuckled, her fair legs tightly wrapped around Yan Yu's waist, her
toes pointing down at his lower abdomen, right on his semi-erect penis. "Here, cut this little
carrot too, for the noodles."

Yan Yu paused in his cucumber-cutting. "Cheng Xiaoyu, if you'd like to do it again, I certainly would."

Cheng Xiaoyu assessed the relative strengths of the two sides, then moved her little feet away with a fawning smile. "Just kidding,
haha."

"And what did you just say, a little carrot?"

"Hehe, a big carrot, the king of carrots. Hurry up and put all the vegetables in, the water's been boiling for ages
."

Yan Yu put the chopped vegetables and cucumber strips in, then added the noodles to the pot. Cheng Xiaoyu then instructed him to
add a poached egg to the noodles.

While cracking an egg on the edge of the pot, Yan Yu said, "Isn't instant noodles supposed to be convenient? Why do I find this so
troublesome?"

"This is how you make it taste better. By the way, eggs tend to burn easily if you put them at the bottom. Gently
stir them with a spatula, but be gentle, or you'll break the yolk and it won't be a poached egg anymore... Oops! Look, the yolk is leaking
out Yan Yu, you're so clumsy, are you a pig?!"

Yan Yu, "..."

A bowl of instant noodles with sausage, cabbage, cucumber, and egg was finally cooked. Cheng Xiaoyu drizzled
a few drops of sesame oil on top and it was served fragrant.

Yan Yu sat at the table, and Cheng Xiaoyu sat on his lap, blowing on the hot noodles as she ate them.

Yan Yu asked, "Is it good?"

Cheng Xiaoyu held up her thumb and swallowed the steaming noodles, then picked up a piece of noodles with her chopsticks, twirled it around,
and brought it to Yan Yu's mouth. "Come and try it."

Yan Yu opened his mouth and ate the noodles. Cheng Xiaoyu then picked up a piece of sausage and put it in his mouth.

Yan Yu said, "The taste is indeed good."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Of course! If the fried egg were a little rounder, it would be even more perfect."

The two of them ate the bowl of instant noodles with great relish, taking turns eating it. After finishing, they both said they weren't full
and then ordered another bowl. Actually, when the relationship is good, even eating instant noodles together feels like a
delicacy. But when the relationship fades, even sitting face to face in a fancy restaurant eating a lavish meal feels
tasteless .

As December arrived in Rongcheng, the weather grew colder and colder, with gloomy skies and frequent rain, sometimes even
sleet . But Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu's relationship continued to heat up. No matter how bad the weather was outside, the two of them
were always in high spirits, experiencing the most primal pleasures between them in the warm and cozy house. They did it on the bed, on
the sofa, on the blanket, sitting on the floor, and their lovemaking left
its mark everywhere—the study, bedroom, living room, kitchen, and even the balcony. The patter of rain in the dead of night made the warmth of the room even more enjoyable. Cheng Xiaoyu lay
on the pure white, soft woolen blanket, tightly embracing the muscular man beside her. Looking at the deep red floor-to-ceiling curtains beside her, she said,
"If only there were a fireplace there, with its orange-red glow and the crackling of the burning wood.
Making love in front of the fireplace on a cold winter's day, how wonderful that would be."

Yan Yu kissed her neck and said, "We live in an apartment building, we can't install a chimney. Only villas can have fireplaces.
Honey, when will I take you on a trip to Northern Europe, and we can make love to our hearts' content in front of the fireplace?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "The company is so busy, when will you have time?"

Yan Yu thought for a moment and said, "Next year, maybe next autumn or winter, let's go abroad for a month."

"Great!" Cheng Xiaoyu said, hugging Yan Yu's neck. "I've never been abroad before, let's pinky swear."

Cheng Xiaoyu extended her little finger to Yan Yu, who smiled and hooked his finger with hers a few times before pressing
her soft little hand down onto the blanket, beginning a new round of assault.

The pattering rain sounded like singing, and the girl's moans and groans inside the room sounded even more like singing.

"Call me husband," the man whispered. "Husband

," the girl's voice was sweet enough to drip water, "Good husband, mmm~"

When the weather was bad, Cheng Xiaoyu was pinned down in the room and bullied by Yan Yu; when the weather was good, she was
taken to the playground and bullied by him. Yan Yu said she was too weak and insisted on taking her jogging.

At first, Cheng Xiaoyu refused to go, saying with a worried look that she couldn't run.

Yan Yu said, "It's just jogging, you don't need to run fast."

"But running too much will make my legs thicker," Cheng Xiaoyu found a new excuse.

"Do more stretching after exercising, it won't make them thicker."

"But, but, the weather is so cold..."

"Cheng Xiaoyu, you've gained a lot of weight recently, when I hug you it feels like I'm hugging a little pig."

"Really?" Cheng Xiaoyu nervously ran to look in the mirror, "I really do look a little chubby, oh
dear ."

Yan Yu's face remained expressionless, but he was secretly laughing inside. His little ostrich was often very easy to fool.

That evening, Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu went to the playground in the center of the community. The community's public facilities were very good, with an 800-meter red synthetic track
surrounding the playground. The two were wearing matching sportswear, Cheng Xiaoyu in pink
and Yan Yu in blue. They did some simple leg stretches next to the playground and then stood
on the track together.

Cheng Xiaoyu shouted, "One, two, three, go!" and ran off.

Yan Yu, however, stood still. Cheng Xiaoyu, are you running, wriggling around like that? Yan Yu thought
Cheng Xiaoyu's walk was slightly seductive; he had even observed her closely.
Her legs were pressed tightly together, and she was walking in a slightly straight line—basically, she was walking like a catwalk. Of course, it wasn't as
exaggerated as on a runway, but walking like that inevitably caused a slight swaying of her waist and hips, though it still looked quite graceful.
Yan Yu now noticed that Cheng Xiaoyu swayed even more when she ran than when she walked. She didn't lift her legs at all
; she just swung her arms back and forth, twisting her slender waist as she shuffled forward. Her running posture was so
unprofessional ! No wonder she ran at the snail's pace.

Yan Yu ran a few steps to catch up with the swaying ostrich in front of him. "Cheng Xiaoyu, are you running?!"

"Yes." Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at him. "What else is it but running?"

"You're fucking running too slowly!"

"Didn't you say I was jogging?" Cheng Xiaoyu said casually.

"It's jogging, but you can't run as fast as you walk! Can you lift your legs up a bit? Don't
shuffle them on the ground."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at her legs, tried lifting them a couple of times, then gave up and continued her shuffling
run. "I don't want to, it's too tiring."

"If it's not tiring, is it even exercise?"

"But if it's too tiring, I can't even finish one lap. I can run at this speed for a long time."

"Anyone can run at this speed for a long time, and your running posture is ugly."

Cheng Xiaoyu kicked Yan Yu. "This is my running style. If you like running like crazy on the track, go ahead and
run. Don't worry about me." After saying that, she twisted her waist and continued running forward.

So every night around 8 o'clock, you could always see a little pink figure
slowly shuffling on the track. When a fast little blue figure passed by her, she would always reach out and shout "Hello!" But the little blue
figure ignored her completely, passing by her like the wind and running away. Sometimes, the little pink girl would suddenly switch from waddling to walking;
well, her walking style was much more normal than her running. At this point, the little blue boy running up from behind would
slap her on the back of the head with a dark face, "Run!" The little pink girl would then reluctantly continue
waddling on the track. Every day, the little blue boy and the little pink girl would run for forty-five minutes on time, and then hand in hand, leave
the playground go home.

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