My mother is the charming Huang Rong. 8

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Yang Guo's voice trembled as he spoke, his emotions running high. Wei Wending sensed something amiss and sighed, "Young Master Yang, have some tea before you speak! No need to get so worked up, speak slowly, we'll listen carefully..."

Yang Guo then picked up his teacup, took a sip, and continued, clapping his clappers, "He was resentful, I was not afraid of the cruel, alone, I rebelled against the powerful harlots! I diligently studied martial arts, practiced hard, wore a rough robe, carried a long sword, forbade the harlots, slew demons, wandered the world, endured hardships, like a saint, accumulating trials, crossing countless mountains and rivers..."

Wei Wending's eyes gradually grew serious, and the officials in the hall nodded in agreement, clearly moved by Yang Guo's storytelling. Ma Erbao's face grew increasingly grim, his hand pressed firmly on his sword hilt, his eyes fixed on Yang Guo, his gaze seemingly intent on killing him. The

two women, mistress and maid, eavesdropping behind the curtain, were even more agitated. Bixiang stared wide-eyed at Yang Guo with utter adoration. Suddenly, she heard a soft moan beside her. Turning her head, she gasped in surprise, "Miss, what are you doing?!"

She saw that the usually reserved and composed Wei Yunfang had unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her two snow-white breasts. Wei Yunfang was pulling hard on her two bright red nipples, her tongue darting in and out of her mouth, her eyes filled with seductive allure, and she trembled as she said, "Ah... ah... such a captivating melody... Young Master Yang, oh no, Guo'er... I've fallen in love with you... I love you to death..."

Bixiang couldn't believe that Yang Guo's melody had such a powerful effect on her mistress. Turning to look closely at Yang Guo, she thought the young hero was indeed handsome. She heard him continue, "Little..." Yang Jianke, a fugitive, fled from place to place. He survived countless near-death experiences, but by chance, he encountered a fortuitous encounter. He mastered a divine skill, doubling his inner strength. Thus, he crossed the Central Plains, returned to Jiangnan, attended temple fairs, searched for villains, and finally defeated the three notorious lecherous

ringleaders in one fell swoop… Hearing this, Bixiang loosened her skirt and reached into her undergarments. She first rubbed her soft, fragrant pubic hair vigorously for a while, then probed her clitoris with her fingers, pressing and rubbing it until she herself groaned.

Beside her, the young lady Wei Yunfang had already pulled her nipples until they were hard. She stared at Yang Guo, wishing she could pounce on him immediately, pull him into her arms, and shove her hard nipples into his mouth, making him suckle desperately... Seeing Bi Xiang masturbating, Wei Yunfang quickly untied her skirt, reached into her panties, and dug her fingers directly into her vagina, frantically digging until her vaginal fluid gushed out like a fountain...

Inside the hall, Yang Guo had finished his performance, put down his clappers, and picked up his teacup to quench his thirst. Wei Wending stroked his long beard and sighed, "So, Young Hero Yang rebelled from the Flower Picking Hall. Alas, the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. To err is human, to forgive divine. Young Hero Yang, regardless of your past identity, your successful capture of the long-wanted Flower Picking Bandit is a great achievement. I will certainly report this to the court and reward you accordingly, bestowing upon you a noble title..."

Yang Guo quickly put down his teacup, cupped his hands, and said, "Keep it low-key, keep it low-key... Lord Wei, I was merely fulfilling my civic duty." "I've implemented the outline and done what a young man of the martial world should do. I don't deserve such praise from you, sir. I don't need any reward, much less accept any title. I only wish to learn a few strokes of calligraphy from Miss Wei, discuss music and chess, improve my cultural literacy, and lay a better theoretical foundation for my future work. I

hope you, Lord Wei, will grant my request..." Upon hearing this, Ma Erbao was furious. He thought to himself, "This talented woman who is famous throughout Jiangnan, even I, a Daoist, haven't had the chance to get close to her. You think you can have such a good woman with just a few fancy words? You're dreaming!" So, with a "clang," he drew his long sword, pointed it at Yang Guo, and sneered, "Since Young Hero Yang has 'encountered a fortuitous encounter, mastered divine skills, and doubled his internal strength,' I will use the Quanzhen Sword Technique to test Young Hero Yang's skills today. We'll just exchange martial arts and stop when we've reached a point. Young Hero Yang won't be afraid to fight, will he?"

Yang Guo thought to himself, "This stupid Daoist may look stupid, but his martial arts are still superior to mine. He'll expose himself as soon as we start fighting. Of course I'll be afraid to fight." Just as he was thinking about how to refuse, he heard the masked woman's voice: "Yang Guo, you idiot... your clapper talk has killed people... wait till I get my hands on you..."

Yang Guo could hear a groan in the masked woman's voice, and he was puzzled and annoyed. He thought to himself, "I'm being scolded for just telling a clapper talk! And she wants to punish me! Is it wrong for me to spread excellent national culture? Isn't this in response to the Party Central Committee's cultural construction and propaganda? Instead of giving me points and praise, she calls me an idiot, it's so unfair!"

He felt wronged, but he didn't see that the masked woman was curled up on the beam of the hall, desperately rubbing her breasts with one hand and rubbing her crotch with the other. Even through her clothes, her nipples were already hard and her crotch was wet.

The masked woman, barely suppressing her lust, continued to speak to Yang Guo telepathically: "Don't be afraid, fight him. Have you forgotten that you learned Ouyang Feng's Toad Stance? Use that Toad Stance to defeat him in one move..."

Yang Guo was both delighted and astonished. He had indeed forgotten that he had learned the Toad Stance from Ouyang Feng; apart from Guo Jing and his wife, no one else should know this. This masked woman could not possibly be his mother, Huang Rong. So who was she? How could she know so much about him?

There was no time to think further. Facing Ma Erbao's sword tip, Yang Guo stood with his hands behind his back, maintaining a calm and composed expression, and smiled, "Comrade Erbao, your name reminds me of a young soldier in my company during the Long March of the Red Army, also named Erbao. He was a very clever boy, and although young, his revolutionary will was very firm..."

Ma Erbao angrily retorted, "You brat, what are you trying to do by using my name? Are you trying to ridicule me? How dare you! Take this!"

With that, he disregarded all etiquette and thrust his sword towards Yang Guo's lower body!

Yang Guo hurriedly dodged, exclaiming, "Damn it! Comrade Erbao, we're just conducting revolutionary training, the purpose of which is to kill the enemy on the battlefield in the future. Why are you treating me like an enemy?"

He grabbed a clapper from the table, running around it and shaking it loudly, saying, "This cold-blooded fellow is named Ma Erbao, from the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain. He's not handsome, but he likes to throw tantrums. I've tolerated him for a while, only because he's young, young..."

A group of officials and martial arts masters in the hall couldn't help but chuckle. Ma Erbao, furious, chopped off a corner of the table with his sword, roaring, "Yang Guo, you son of a bitch! If I don't kill you today, I'll be unworthy of being a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect!"

With that, he leaped towards Yang Guo. Although Yang Guo's martial arts skills were poor, his agility and evasiveness in escaping were not weak. He immediately leaped up, somersaulting, leaping, and jumping around the tables in the hall. Although Ma Erbao's swordsmanship was fierce, he couldn't catch him for a while. Yang Guo continued to sing with his clappers: "This Ma Erbao, swearing and impolite. The once-glorious Chongyang Zhenren, his disciples have declined to this day. His sword moves are scattered, he runs away without a trace, like a toad jumping east and west, jumping east and west..."

Everyone in the hall burst into laughter. Even Wei Wending kept smiling and nodding, praising Yang Guo's humor. Ma Erbao chased after him, sweating profusely, without even managing to tear off a single piece of Yang Guo's clothes. He was so angry that he almost fainted.

Wei Yunfang and Bixiang, who were hiding behind the curtain, had just caught their breath and were about to straighten their clothes when they heard Yang Guo start singing with his clappers again. Their faces flushed red again, and their bodies became hot again. The mistress and maid couldn't resist embracing, caressing each other's bodies, kneading each other's plump buttocks, and beginning to kiss. Their tongues intertwined, exchanging saliva and sucking each other...

The veiled woman hiding on the roof beam had already squeezed her breasts until they ached, and her hand couldn't help but reach into her crotch to tease her own vulva, causing even more lustful fluid to gush out...

At this moment, Yang Guo was speaking enthusiastically: "Speaking of toads, toads are treasures. Their backs are covered in bumps, which can be used in traditional Chinese medicine. They treat headaches and clear lung heat; even Bian Que and Hua Tuo chose them. This Ma Erbao can't catch me, and he's sweating profusely with anxiety. As his elder brother, I can't bully his youth. Watch me, Young Hero Yang, unleash my 'Toad's Fury,' 'Toad's Fury...'"

Ma Erbao, frustrated by his inability to catch Yang Guo, suddenly saw Yang Guo stop, squat down, and puff out his cheeks in a comical manner. Startled, without thinking, he swung his sword down towards Yang Guo's head!

Wei Wending led the way with a cry of alarm, and the officials and martial artists in the hall all stood up. Everyone had thought the two youths were just playing around, but Ma Erbao had actually tried to kill him, and they were all terrified.

Just as the longsword was about to pierce Yang Guo's head, Yang Guo suddenly exhaled a strong, fishy stench from his mouth. Simultaneously, he raised both hands, and a swift gust of wind erupted from his palms, instantly sending Ma Erbao flying backward.

Ma Erbao cried out as he flew out of the hall, the longsword slipping from his hand, and he crashed into the courtyard, groaning and unable to rise. Everyone was shocked and impressed by Yang Guo's display of skill, while also worrying about Ma Erbao lying in the courtyard. Yang Guo put down his clappers, picked up his teacup, took a large gulp, and sighed, "Don't worry, everyone. Master Ma and I were just sparring, not fighting. I'm fine, and he won't die either, because I only used two-tenths of my strength..."

In fact, Yang Guo had already used up all his strength to perform the Toad Style move, leaving him exhausted and unable to get up from his chair.

Wei Wending led some men to the courtyard to check on Ma Erbao's injuries. After examining Ma Erbao, a martial arts master with slightly higher skill, stood up and said, "Reporting to you, sir, Master Ma only suffered some internal injuries and is otherwise fine. He should be alright after a few days of rest and recuperation."

Wei Wending was relieved and sent someone to carry the ashen-faced Ma Erbao back to his room to rest, arranging for him to be well cared for. Then, he led his men back to the hall and smiled at Yang Guo, saying, "Young Master Yang, your move just now was truly awe-inspiring! May I ask what kind of divine skill this is?"

Yang Guo, who had gradually recovered, humbly replied, "I dare not claim to possess such a divine skill. This is something I learned from my time in the mountains..." While sitting quietly by a wild pool, he happened to see one or two toads breathing in the grass. Influenced by this, he was inspired and developed this martial art, which he named 'Pool Toad Skill.' He added, "This skill is only in its initial research stage; I haven't reached a high level yet. I just used it casually, so please excuse my amateurish attempt!"

He noticed that most of the people in the hall were officials, unfamiliar with the ways of the martial world, which is why he dared to fabricate such a story, claiming that the Toad Skill taught to him by Ouyang Feng was his own creation. Hearing this, the veiled woman on the roof beam sprayed even more vaginal fluid.

Wei Wending was moved and said, "Young Master Yang, to be able to comprehend such a profound and exquisite martial art from the breathing of one or two toads is truly a prodigy! It seems that everything in the world has its own destiny, but only a prodigy like Young Master Yang can glean profound truths from these destinies! Someone…"

He then summoned the steward and ordered a banquet to be prepared to welcome Yang Guo. Yang Guo was starving, and upon hearing that it was time to eat, he almost drooled, but he humbly said, "Lord Wei, I think there's no need to go to so much trouble. Just a few simple dishes will suffice. We're in the midst of the Asian financial crisis, and even the central leaders are eating very simply, so we shouldn't waste anything. I, Yang Guo, only need a bowl of white rice and two pickled vegetables..."

Wei Wending smiled and said, "The white rice is naturally provided; it's pearl and agate jade white rice from Silla. The pickled vegetables are also there, the famous spicy eggplant with soy sauce from Jiangnan. Young hero Yang, please don't be so polite. Although we don't eat simply, we certainly won't waste anything. The central leaders have just given instructions that everyone should eat properly, eat exquisitely, eat with culture, eat with flavor, so as to show the true colors of China and truly drive China's economic development."

So, the officials and martial arts instructors escorted Yang Guo to the table. They argued for nearly half an hour about who should sit at the head of the table, but Yang Guo finally insisted that Wei Wending sit there, with himself beside him, and the other officials and martial arts instructors taking their seats according to rank.

Fine wine and delicacies were quickly laid out, making Yang Guo's eyes widen and his mouth water. However, he couldn't very well pounce on the food and instead ate politely with the others. The wine, of course, was drunk cup after cup. Wei Wending, along with a group of officials and martial arts instructors, took turns toasting Yang Guo. He quickly became dizzy and his slurred speech began. Just as he was about to start babbling incoherently, he heard a veiled woman's voice: "Yang Guo, wine can cloud your judgment; you mustn't drink anymore. Your task at the Lin'an Prefect's house is simply to seduce Miss Wei. Try to finish it as soon as possible. Tomorrow we must set off to rescue your mother and sister..."

Hearing this, Yang Guo immediately became alert and began to feign drunkenness, quickly collapsing onto the edge of the table. An official asked in surprise, "You were drinking so boldly just now, why did you suddenly collapse?"

Wei Wending laughed, "Young Master Yang's martial arts are second to none, but his drinking capacity needs further training." He then sent someone to help Yang to a private room to rest.

Yang Guo was escorted by several officials and martial arts instructors to a spacious and clean side room, where two pretty maids made the bed, lifted the quilt, and poured out the water for washing his feet. After the officials and martial arts instructors took their leave and left the room, Yang Guo, taking advantage of his drunkenness, pulled a pretty maid into his arms and showered her cheeks with kisses, asking, "Little sister, what's your name?"

The maid, both shy and excited, stammered, "I... I'm called Chrysanthemum..."

Yang Guo laughed, "Chrysanthemum? Chrysanthemum bud... hehe... a very nice name..." His gaze fell on another pretty maid who was washing his feet, and he asked, "And you? What's your name?"

The maid blushed and lowered her head, saying, "I'm called Osmanthus..."

Yang Guo nodded, "Hmm, a chrysanthemum and an osmanthus. Tonight, I won't be lonely. I usually love drinking chrysanthemum tea and eating osmanthus cakes. Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, would you two like to sleep with me?"

Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus blushed even more upon hearing this, but their eyes clearly revealed joy. Although they felt shy, they also felt honored to sleep with the young hero, the master's distinguished guest. How could they refuse?

Yang Guo laughed loudly, kicking over the foot basin. Just as he was about to take the two pretty maids to bed, he heard the masked woman's voice again: "Yang Guo, you idiot! What's so great about two lowly maids? Your goal is Miss Wei! You're so pathetic!"

Yang Guo sighed upon hearing this, thinking that this mysterious aunt was really spoiling the mood at such a crucial moment. Although these two maids were of lowly status, their vaginas were not necessarily bad. If he couldn't have his way with them, how would he pass the long night?

So he sighed, released the two pretty maids, made them kneel side by side on the floor in front of the bed, took out his penis from his crotch, and took turns shoving it into their mouths, making the two girls' cheeks hurt and their throats almost burst. About half an hour later, the two pretty maids left the room dejectedly. They had been excited to have the young hero deflower them, but in the end, they left with only a mouthful of his semen.

The next morning, Yang Guo was awakened by the melodious sound of a zither. Rubbing his eyes, he got out of bed, put on his clothes, and went outside. The courtyard was bright with morning light, the flowers and trees were lush, and the air was fresh. The music seemed to be coming from behind a distant artificial hill.

Yang Guo strolled towards the sound, passing through a long corridor, crossing a small stone bridge, and going around the artificial hill. He saw a moon gate ahead, from which the music was coming.

Yang Guo thought that must be Miss Wei's residence inside, so he walked to the moon gate, about to enter, when he was suddenly stopped by two pretty maids. Yang Guo recognized Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, the very same women whose mouths he had filled with semen the night before. Feeling embarrassed, he turned to leave, but Chrysanthemum smiled and said, "Young Master Yang, you've come to see Miss, haven't you? Miss is waiting for you. However, if you want to see Miss, you must be able to match the first line of a couplet that Miss gave you before we can let you in."

Yang Guo nearly stumbled upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "With my level of education, I might be able to compose a few vulgar rhymes, but asking me to compose a couplet? That's just making me look foolish!" He then said with a wry smile, "Ladies, please tell Miss Wei that I, Yang Guo, only attended a private school for half a year back then, and I was the kind who frequently skipped classes. My education level is really low. Although I participated in the democratic revolution and socialist construction, I am indeed a roughneck in terms of culture. Even Chairman Mao and Premier Zhou criticized me. Miss Wei, could you perhaps choose a different topic? For example, could you ask me to guess the color of a woman's underwear through her clothes? I'm quite good at games like that..."

While he was rambling on, he heard the veiled woman's voice: "Yang Guo, Miss Wei sincerely wants to accept you and interact with you in such an elegant way. Don't lower yourself to such vulgarity. Ask the two maids what the couplet is, and see if I can help you with it."

Yang Guo thought, "Damn, does this mysterious aunt possess this kind of cultural talent besides forcing men to masturbate? She's a true all-rounder!" So, changing his tone, he said seriously, "Although I am uncultured, in order to win Miss Wei's favor, I stayed up all night last night, reading through the Book of Songs, the Li Sao, the Yuefu poems, Tang poems, and Song lyrics, striving to improve my cultural literacy. May I ask, ladies, what is the first line of the couplet Miss Wei gave me?"

Guihua smiled and said, "The first line is: 'A peach blossom paradise, two layers of petals, hidden among lush grass. Young Master Yang, can you provide the second line?'

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo couldn't help but laugh in surprise, 'Damn! Ladies, you really are taking advantage of my lack of culture! I can tell what this first line is just, isn't it just a woman's vagina? And you describe it so elegantly, what petals and lush grass, isn't it just labia and pubic hair?...'

Juhua chuckled and said, 'No matter what it is, as long as Young Master Yang can provide the second line... '" "Alright..."

Yang Guo said with a wry smile, "This is difficult for me. May I think about it for a moment?"

Guihua said, "Miss said that you must come up with the matching line within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, otherwise, please ask Young Master Yang to leave. If Young Master Yang can't even come up with such a simple couplet, it means that you and our Miss have nothing in common, and it would be a waste for

you to be together..." Yang Guo became anxious upon hearing this and was about to ask the two maids for some more time when he heard the voice of the masked woman: "Yang Guo, I'm warning you first, you are not allowed to speak Hunan dialect in the future... I've come up with the matching line, listen to it: Two bullets, a fleshy rod, buried in dense thorns. Say it to them!"

Yang Guo was dumbfounded and thought to himself, "Damn it, this mysterious aunt is truly a genius in both literature and martial arts!" So he said the matching line, and the two pretty maids both showed surprise and delight. Guihua immediately ran inside to inform her mistress, and returned shortly after, beaming. She bowed to Yang Guo and gestured for him to enter, saying with a smile, "Young Master Yang, you've passed! Miss invites you in!"

She and Juhua led the way, guiding the eager Yang Guo through the moon gate. Inside was a small garden, not large, but exquisitely laid out, with the same bridges, streams, rockeries, and flowerbeds as the outside. Yang Guo followed behind the two pretty maids, paying no attention to the surrounding scenery. His gaze was fixed on the two girls' full buttocks. He thought to himself, "These young girls nowadays, so young, yet their figures are all almost devilish." He recalled that although his penis hadn't enjoyed their lower mouths last night, it had thoroughly enjoyed their upper mouths, and the fatigue from ejaculation had lingered until this morning. But now, seeing the two pretty maids' large buttocks, his penis couldn't help but harden again.

When they crossed an arched bridge, Yang Guo suddenly pushed the two pretty maids against the edge of the bridge, his hands kneading their plump buttocks vigorously. The two pretty maids didn't resist, but simultaneously let out moans. Chrysanthemum trembled and said, "Young Master Yang, we sisters were so fortunate to have enjoyed your penis last night, but there's still a thin membrane in our mouths that's preventing us from becoming real women. Young Master Yang, could you...?"

Yang Guo sensed the tinkling sound of the zither nearby, estimating that Wei Yunfang's residence wasn't far off, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He simply increased the pressure of kneading the two pretty maids' plump buttocks, smelling the fragrance of their hair, and sighed, "My two little sisters, that membrane is indeed preventing you from becoming real women. The fact that you have this pressure shows that your thinking is much more mature than those naive and superficial little girls, which makes me look at you with new respect. In fact, besides liberating all mankind, my lifelong ideal, Yang Guo, is to deflower all the beautiful women in the world, but certainly not every one of them." "Every woman is qualified to have me deflower her. My original criteria for deflowering her were: first, a beautiful face, a height of over 1.65 meters, a slender figure, but full breasts and buttocks; second, a postgraduate degree or higher, proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting; third, a personality that can be outgoing or reserved, but must be someone I can communicate with... I think you all don't meet these standards, but out of consideration for my revolutionary friendship with Miss Wei, I agree to deflower you before leaving the Wei residence. However, this matter must not be publicized; it must be carefully planned and arranged. No one except the three of us can know, understand?" Upon hearing this,

the two pretty maids exclaimed in surprise, "Great! Young Master Yang can actually speak English..."

Yang Guo pinched the buttocks and breasts of the two pretty maids through their clothes until they were sore, and the three of them finally ended their intimacy and went down the bridge. At this moment, the melodious zither music seemed to become somewhat impatient, as if representing the anxious mood of the person playing the zither.

After crossing the stone arch bridge and passing through a garden full of flowers and trees, an exquisite archway appeared in front of them. Yang Guo gazed at the plaque and read, “Yunfang Residence… Hmm, so this must be your young lady’s residence. Hmm, very good, very good, very cultured, elegant environment, making one forget the troubles of the city and yearn for the pastoral scenery. Hmm, very good, Miss Wei has done a great job in the cultural development of the Wei family, washing away many bureaucratic habits and leading us to pursue an elegant, pure, and natural lifestyle. Hmm, I think this place can serve as a model publicity site for the Lin’an Prefecture’s campaign to be advanced and excellent, and can be promoted everywhere to promote cultural development and Party building work…”

The two pretty maids couldn’t help but chuckle when they saw Yang Guo raising his hand and constantly stroking his chin, making a mature gesture like rubbing his beard. Guihua covered her mouth and laughed, "Young Master Yang, stop rubbing! You don't even have a beard, what can you rub out?"

Yang Guo put down his hand, about to say, "I'll rub your beards down there later," when Bixiang's voice came from inside the door through the beaded curtain: "Has Young Master Yang arrived? Miss invites you in. Juhua and Guihua, please leave." Upon

hearing this, Juhua and Guihua pouted in unison, muttering "slut" under their breath, while giving Yang Guo flirtatious glances, bowing and taking their leave.

Yang Guo was taken aback when he heard them cursing, but then he laughed, thinking that this was just an internal conflict among a few maids, none of his business! He turned and clasped his hands in a fist salute towards the curtain from which the music was coming from, proclaiming loudly, "Yang Guo, a humble martial artist, pays his respects to Miss Wei Yunfang, daughter of the Wei family. I humbly request your acceptance!"

Bixiang chuckled from behind the curtain, "Young Master Yang, do

n't be so polite! Come in quickly! Tea has been prepared for you!" Yang Guo hurried up the steps, lifted the curtain, and stepped inside.

The sight before him made him gasp. Inside was an elegantly furnished small hall, bright and clean, with wisps of incense smoke rising from the burner. Through the thin smoke, he saw Wei Yunfang seated cross-legged before an antique-style wooden zither, her slender fingers lightly plucking the strings, producing a melodious tune. The pretty maid, Bixiang, danced gracefully in the hall to the music, her movements like butterflies flitting among flowers, her beauty exquisite. Though the zither was ancient, the clothing of the mistress and maid was extremely luxurious and flamboyant. Wei Yunfang was still adorned with jewels, her hair styled in two exquisite buns, adorned with several jeweled hairpins. Her beautiful hair cascaded over her shoulders, her face charming and her eyes full of affection, captivating all who beheld her. Bixiang, on the other hand, had changed into a pale yellow dress embroidered with red flowers, a green ribbon cinching her slender waist. Her breasts were high and her hips shapely, and she wore a delicate floral wreath. She cast alluring glances at Yang Guo, her dance becoming increasingly vigorous and alluring in

time with the music. Yang Guo was stunned by this vibrant and sensual scene, speechless and dumbfounded. Suddenly, he heard the veiled woman's giggling laughter: "Yang Guo, faced with such a splendid sight, why don't you take out your little pecker and masturbate a bit? When will you?"

Startled awake by the sound, Yang Guo quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled out his already erect penis, and began rubbing it against the elegantly playing zither of Miss Wei and the gracefully dancing maid, Bi Xiang. The two women exchanged a knowing glance, and the zither music softened, while Bi Xiang's dance became more lithe and graceful.

As Yang Guo rapidly rubbed his penis, the beautiful dances of his two mothers, Mu Nianci and Huang Rong, flashed before his eyes, and his semen was about to gush out. He hurriedly went to Wei Yunfang, intending to ejaculate on the young lady's pretty face, but Bi Xiang rushed forward, knelt before him, grabbed his penis, and said in a trembling voice, "Young Master Yang, feed it to me!..."

She then took his penis into her mouth, and Yang Guo's semen gushed out like a burst dam, instantly filling Bi Xiang's mouth and throat.

The zither music abruptly stopped. Wei Yunfang chuckled, lifting her long skirt as she slowly rose. She extended her slender hand, adorned with bright red nail polish, to Yang Guo, her gaze gentle as she softly said, "Guo'er, come with me..."

Yang Guo involuntarily pushed Bixiang away, extending his hand for Wei Yunfang to hold. His penis, still dripping with semen, followed the young lady into an elegantly furnished room behind the main hall, where they sat side-by-side on the edge of the bed.

Wei Yunfang didn't touch Yang Guo's penis; instead, she gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with her sleeve, softly asking, "Guo'er, are you tired? How was the music and dance I prepared for you? Did you like it?"

Seeing the loving look in her eyes, Yang Guo couldn't help but think of his two mothers, Mu Nianci and Huang Rong. When his mothers discovered he had ejaculated, they always gave his exhausted penis a renewed surge of energy.

Smelling Wei Yunfang's delicate fragrance, he replied, "Sister, your zither playing is truly beautiful, and Bixiang's dancing is also lovely. Sister Wei, did you hear the clapper talk I performed yesterday? What did you think of it?"

Upon hearing the word "clapper talk," Wei Yunfang trembled, her face instantly displaying a seductive and intoxicated expression. She gripped Yang Guo's shoulder tightly, her voice trembling, "Guo'er, where did you learn this aphrodisiac clapper talk? Yesterday, Bixiang and I were... well, never mind... Guo'er, do you know what I desire in you right now?"

Yang Guo feigned... With an innocent expression, he asked blankly, "Sister, do you want to teach me music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, so I can become someone who contributes to the nation's cultural development?"

Wei Yunfang chuckled and softly said, "Nonsense," then gently stroked Yang Guo's penis, her voice trembling, "Guo'er, ever since I first saw you, I've had a strange feeling, a strong urge to hold you close and cherish you. Since yesterday, after hearing your magical clapper talk, not only has my lower body become wet, but my breasts are also swollen and painful. I've developed an extremely strong maternal desire for you, and I swear that I will breastfeed you for the rest of my life, so you can taste my sweet milk. Unfortunately..." "I don't have any breast milk right now..."

Wei Yunfang said, when suddenly a mysterious voice sounded in her ear: "Miss Wei, don't worry. Since you love this boy so much, I will make sure you have breast milk..."

Wei Yunfang was shocked and exclaimed, "Who is it?!" She pushed Yang Guo aside, stood up, and was about to leave when the mysterious voice said, "Don't be surprised, and don't look for me. I am the Goddess of Motherhood, who specifically satisfies the breastfeeding desires of women in the world. Miss Wei, I am moved by your deep affection and will definitely fulfill your wish. I am researching a magical medicine. Once this medicine is successfully developed, it will make women..." "Within a short period of time, the mammary glands secrete milk..."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yunfang was overjoyed and quickly knelt down, trembling as she said, "Thank you, Goddess of Motherly Love! If you can grant my wish to breastfeed Yang Guo, I will build a temple for you and worship you forever!"

Yang Guo didn't know who Wei Yunfang was talking to, and was even more surprised to see her suddenly kneel down. He felt that a master must have come from outside. Just as he was wondering, he heard the laughter of the masked woman beside him: "Yang Guo, I pretended to be the Goddess of Motherly Love to trick this Miss Wei and enhance her desire to breastfeed you. Isn't that fun?"

Only then did Yang Guo realize that it was the masked woman playing tricks, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. At this moment, Wei Yunfang heard the voice of the "Goddess of Motherly Love" again: "Miss Wei, please be patient for a while. I will come to find you after I have developed the medicine. What you need to do today is to show your vagina to Yang Guo. Make sure this child sees it clearly and carefully. By the way, are you still a virgin?"

Wei Yunfang's pretty face flushed slightly, and she whispered, "Of course I am a virgin, but after this morning, I won't be anymore... Goddess of Motherly Love, please rest assured, I will definitely make Yang Guo see my vagina properly, let him see it clearly and carefully... Actually, I have wanted to show it to him for a long time." "I...I wish I could stuff him inside me..."

she said, getting up and pulling Yang Guo's hand back to sit on the edge of the bed. Her face flushed, her eyes were alluring, and she said softly, "Guo'er, just now I was talking to a deity. My infatuation moved the deity, so I'll soon have milk, and then I can breastfeed you...Guo'er, now I'm going to show you the most mysterious part of my body...Guo'er, tell me honestly, have you ever seen a woman's vagina?"

Yang Guo thought to himself that this Miss Wei was indeed adorably innocent. Looking at my wanton appearance, how could I not have seen a woman's vagina? Yang Guo chuckled inwardly, but outwardly feigned innocence and curiosity, blushing as he said, "Sister Wei, how old am I? How could I possibly have seen a woman's vagina? You're joking!"

Wei Yunfang pressed on, "Then when you were little, didn't your mother bathe you? Did you see your mother's vagina?"

Yang Guo laughed, "I only saw a large patch of black hair under my mother's belly... Alright, Sister Wei, you're making me embarrassed. If you want to show me your vagina, hurry up and take off your skirt and pants! After I see it, I have to go to a party meeting with your father, Prefect Wei!"

Wei Yunfang chuckled, lightly tapping Yang Guo's forehead with her finger, and said playfully, "Naughty..."

She then got up, turned slightly in front of the bed, her long hair flying, and smiled seductively at Yang Guo, "Guo'er, Fang..." "Do you think it's beautiful when Bixiang dances for you? Let me tell you, I taught Bixiang to dance. Now, let me perform a dance for you. Would you like to watch?"

Yang Guo thought to himself, "Why do all the women who like me like to dance?" So he smiled and said, "Of course I would like to watch! Since Sister Wei is Bixiang's dance teacher, and her disciple dances so well, the teacher must dance even better! Sister Wei, dance! Dance with your beauty and charm, and let me be captivated by your dance!"

Wei Yunfang smiled slightly and instructed the person outside the curtain, "Bixiang, play the zither for me outside. I want to dance."

Bixiang was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the small hall outside, swallowing the semen remaining in her mouth. Hearing her mistress's instruction, she quickly replied, "Yes," and sat down beside the wooden zither. With a flick of her slender fingers, a melodious tune immediately filled the air.

Wei Yunfang inside immediately began to dance to the music. Her hair flew, her waist swayed gently, and her breasts and hips swayed slowly as she cast tender glances at Yang Guo. Yang Guo, who had just ejaculated, was now aroused again by Wei Yunfang's teasing. He stared blankly at the infinitely alluring Wei Yunfang, and couldn't help but think of his two beautiful mothers. Mu Nianci was gone, but Huang Rong was still alive. Both mothers had danced for him, but though their dances were beautiful, they couldn't compare to Wei Yunfang's professionalism. Yang Guo sighed inwardly, "If both mothers were still alive, I could have asked Miss Wei to give them professional dance training, and I could have enjoyed watching them. It's a pity that my mother Mu Nianci is gone forever, and Huang Rong was kidnapped by the flower thief Qin Han. It's truly tragic and regrettable..."

At this moment, Wei Yunfang quickened the pace of her dance, her ample hips swaying rapidly, and her large breasts, hidden beneath her clothes, jiggle violently. Yang Guo stared at those swaying breasts, and couldn't help but recall his childhood, when his mother, Mu Nianci, dressed in a bright green outfit, taught him swordsmanship. Yang Guo had been oblivious to his mother's sword techniques, his mind completely captivated by her swaying breasts, staring intently. Mu Nianci finally realized that her son wasn't paying attention to the sword techniques, but only to her swaying breasts, and couldn't help but smile. She stopped dancing, tapped her son's forehead with her finger, and said with a playful laugh, "Guo'er, how can you practice martial arts like this? You like looking at your mother's breasts. Once you've learned these sword moves, I'll take off my clothes so you can look at them to your heart's content, okay?"...

Recalling the past, Yang Guo was filled with emotion again. At this moment, Wei Yunfang had begun to undress as she danced, her eyes filled with an increasingly seductive look. Yang Guo watched as her clothes slipped off one by one to the floor, until only a pink embroidered bodice covered her chest. Her lower body was naked, her legs long and slender, their shape exquisite. Below her smooth, snow-white abdomen was a large patch of dark pubic hair… Yang Guo could no longer resist. He jumped off the bed and pounced on Wei Yunfang.

Wei Yunfang giggled and nimbly dodged, causing Yang Guo to miss. The two chased each other around the table, laughing and playing. As Wei Yunfang ran, she hummed a folk song: "Guo'er chases, Fang-jie runs. Guo'er's penis gets hard, Fang-jie's pussy gets horny..."

Yang Guo, upon hearing this, exclaimed in surprise, "Puss? Sister Wei, are you from Shu? Otherwise, why would you say 'puss'?"

Wei Yunfang laughed, "Guo'er, just call me Fang-jie, it sounds more intimate... Of course, I'm not from Shu, but Bixiang is. She once got into a fight with another maid, and I heard her curse 'slutty pussy,' so I unintentionally picked up that swear word."

She continued... She sang her own ballad: "Guo'er's destiny lies in Fang's vagina. Fang's milk is poured onto Guo'er's body. Fang's love for Guo'er turns into a torrent of lustful water..."

Yang Guo chased her around for a while and finally caught Wei Yunfang, pinning her to the floor. He ripped off her bodice and laughed, "Fang'er, you've learned my clapper talk too! It's a pity we don't have those two bamboo clappers, otherwise you would definitely have spoken even better!"

Wei Yunfang's face flushed red, and she took the initiative to lift her legs, using her arms to forcefully spread her jade legs apart, completely exposing her private parts to Yang Guo. Yang Guo lay between Wei Yunfang's legs, parting her thick pubic hair as he chuckled, "I didn't see it clearly when Sister Fang peed the other day, but today..."

Wei Yunfang exclaimed in surprise, "What? Guo'er, when have you ever seen your sister pee?"

Yang Guo realized he had let something slip and quickly replied with a forced smile, "I meant I saw Sister Fang pee in my dream last night, but I didn't see it clearly. Today I must see it carefully, but unfortunately I don't have a magnifying glass..."

Wei Yunfang proactively used her slender hands to part her labia, exposing the pink flesh, and said in a trembling voice, "Guo'er, look, look closely... this is my pussy... I wish you could crawl inside..."

Yang Guo, like a puppy, stuck out his tongue and first carefully licked Wei Yunfang's labia majora and minora, finding them slippery and pleasant, then he tried to insert the tip of his tongue into her vagina, stirring it around. Wei Yunfang let out a dazed moan, and her juices gushed out, spraying Yang Guo's face.

Yang Guo wiped his face with Wei Yunfang's skirt, then had her lie on her side, raising one leg high. He placed his head between her buttocks and licked her anus with his tongue, the tip of his tongue lightly sweeping across the folds around her anus, stimulating Wei Yunfang to tremble all over. She said in a coquettish voice, "Guo'er, you're so good, actually willing to lick your sister's asshole. That's where I poop, aren't you disgusted?"

Yang Guo gently inserted a finger into Wei Yunfang's anus and laughed, "Everything on Sister Fang's body is a treasure to me, exuding fragrance. How could I be disgusted? Sister Fang, I really want to crawl into your asshole to play..."

Wei Yunfang said in a trembling voice, "Okay, Guo'er, if you can crawl in, then crawl in! By the way, I will beg the Goddess of Motherly Love to cast a spell to shrink you, and then you can crawl into my asshole..."

Yang Guo thought to himself, what Goddess of Motherly Love? She's just a slut pretending to be mysterious with a mask on! One day I'll expose her true colors and then smash those two holes in her groin!

Just then, a woman's shout came from outside the door, followed by the sounds of fierce fighting. Yang Guo was startled and looked up, but through the two curtains, he couldn't see who was outside. Yang Guo thought, "Who's coming to cause trouble at this crucial moment? I have to hurry and fuck them, or the opportunity will be gone." So he hurriedly grabbed his penis and thrust it towards Wei Yunfang's crotch. The glans hesitated for a moment between the vaginal opening and anal opening, finally, with a strange psychological desire, it entered Wei Yunfang's anus.

Wei Yunfang immediately cried out, "Guo'er, you're such a child... Your little penis has gone the wrong way... That's my asshole... You should fuck your sister..."

Yang Guo thrust his penis forcefully into Wei Yunfang's anus, his voice trembling, "Sister Fang, I didn't go the wrong way, I just really wanted to feel the friction of my penis in your asshole... Sister Fang, who's outside? Are they here to catch us in the act?" Before

Wei Yunfang could ask what was happening outside, Bixiang reported through the curtain, "Miss, five women have suddenly appeared outside. I don't know who they are. One is wearing a black outfit and is masked, the other four are wearing purple outfits and red cloaks. The four women in red are attacking the masked woman, and they don't seem to be gaining the upper hand..."

Yang Guo immediately recognized who they were and was very surprised, thinking that the "Rouge Four Fiends'" reconnaissance skills were amazing! Even if I hide, they'll still find me! This is really weird! I wonder what they want with me? Most likely they're here to kill me. I hope that mysterious aunt can hold them off a little longer; I'd better escape quickly!

So he thrust his lower abdomen forcefully, increasing the speed of his penis's thrusting in and out of Wei Yunfang's anus. Wei Yunfang groaned and asked Bixiang, "How did these women get here? Where are the martial arts masters guarding outside? Bixiang, why don't you hurry and report to the master…?"

Yang Guo interrupted, "Sister Fang, don't let Bixiang go out and risk danger. These women are after me; they want to kill me. I… ouch…"

Yang Guo couldn't hold back any longer, and his semen shot into Wei Yunfang's anus like machine gun bullets. After ejaculating, Yang Guo wasn't going to waste any more time. He pushed Wei Yunfang aside, grabbed his clothes, glanced around, and then leaped through a window, quickly escaping. Behind him came Wei Yunfang's shouts: "Oh dear... Guo'er... why did you just leave like that?... Sister still has a hole you haven't had your turn with..."

Yang Guo used his lightness skill to leap over several walls of the prefect's mansion, pass through several courtyards, and finally landed in a secluded alley outside the back wall of the mansion. He had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to walk out of the alley when suddenly a giggling voice came from behind him: "Young Master Yang, you still want to run away?..."

Yang Guo was startled and suddenly came to his senses. Before his eyes, he saw the "Rouge Four Fiends" standing side by side, looking at him with a half-smile, especially "Scattering Flower Lady" Nangong Lin, whose gaze was very complicated, with a strange and playful meaning.

Yang Guo thought to himself, "The mysterious aunt's martial arts are so high, how come she didn't stop them?" Feigning surprise, he said in a trembling voice, "Four ladies, you've got the wrong person! Although my surname is Yang, I'm just a traveling quack selling quack medicine, not some young hero you're looking for. How could I dare accept the title of 'hero'? Guo Jing once said, 'What is a hero? One who serves the country and the people; that is the greatest hero.' But I'm filled with narrow-minded petty-bourgeois ideas; all I know is selling quack medicine to swindle money..."

"Scattering Flowers Lady" Nangong Lin interrupted with a smile, "Yang Guo, since you know the great hero Guo Jing, you must be no ordinary person. Guo'er, from now on we will all call you that... Guo'er, did you think that just because you took the invisibility illusion drug, your sisters wouldn't be able to find you? You're really not being fair. You've been sucking on our nipples until we're almost spitting out milk, arousing our breastfeeding desires, and you think you can just run away like that?"

It turned out that after the "Rouge Four Fiends" were frightened away by the masked woman yesterday, everyone developed an inexplicable fondness and curiosity about the mysterious invisible boy. After returning to the Rouge Society's headquarters, upon entering the main hall, they saw the society leader, "Rouge Princess" Ling Qiuxia, sitting on the high platform. They all knelt down, and "Scattering Flowers Lady" Nangong Lin reported the incident of encountering the three brothers of the Flower Picking Hall and the invisible boy. "Rouge Princess" Ling Qiuxia's face was covered by a thin veil, behind which a stunningly beautiful face was vaguely visible. She sat on a high throne, dressed in a magnificent outfit and wearing a pink cloak, gently tapping the armrest with her slender fingers adorned with jeweled rings. After hearing the report from the "Rouge Four Fiends," Ling Qiuxia also became interested in the invisible boy who liked to suckle breasts, murmuring, "Invisible boy... Hmm, this must be some kind of profound illusion, most likely caused by drugs... Invisible... Invisible... This word 'invisible' reminds me of the task my lord gave me: to investigate the person who can see through the invisibility map..."

The "Rouge Four Fiends" were puzzled by their leader's words for the first time. They exchanged glances, and finally, "Scattering Flowers Lady" Nangong Lin asked, "President, you are the highest leader of the Rouge Society, a force to be reckoned with in the martial world. We have never heard you mention that you have a lord above you..."

"Rouge Princess" Ling Qiuxia waved her hand and sighed, "There are some matters of great importance that I have never told you, so naturally you don't understand. Today I can tell you that my establishment of the Rouge Society was merely a pretext; my true purpose is to find the person who can decipher the secret map for our lord. Our lord says that only this person who can decipher the map has a chance to enter the Ghost Tomb Forbidden Land behind Zhongnan Mountain..."

The "Rouge Four Fiends" were shocked upon hearing this, and "Pearl Bee" Cui Ruolan trembled as she said, "President, could it be that you are a member of the Ghost Tomb Sect?!..."

"Princess Rouge" Ling Qiuxia smiled and said, "That's right, I am one of the Fragrant Grass Messengers sent by Xiaolongnu, the master of the Ghost Tomb Sect. My mission is to find the person destined to be with Xiaolongnu through various means. This person must be able to see the hidden secret map on the Nine Yin Manual. Today you mentioned that invisible boy, which reminded me of the mission my master gave me. Alas, I know that doing this is like finding a needle in a haystack, but I can only continue the investigation. Let's leave that aside for now. Judging from your tone just now, you seem to really like that invisible boy who sucked your breasts. Are you just going to let it go like this? Don't you plan to find him and show him your love?"

"Scattering Flower Lady" Nangong Lin exchanged glances with her three sisters, bowed her head, and said in a trembling voice, "President, that invisible boy has aroused our maternal instincts and desires. Our nipples are still hard. If we cannot find that invisible boy to show us our love in this life, we will definitely become depressed and despondent. Therefore, we beg the president to give us four sisters a period of leave so that we can go into the martial world to find that invisible boy..."

Moved by their words, Ling Qiuxia, the "Rouge Princess," sighed, "It's rare to find someone so devoted and persistent. Ah, you've truly encountered something incredibly beautiful in life. Your nipples are hardened by a boy's suckling, yet you don't know who he is. It's so amusing and romantic... Alright, I'll give you a two-week leave to find the invisible boy in your hearts. But after two weeks, you must return to the main altar to help me investigate the person our lord is looking for." The

"Rouge Four Fiends," deeply grateful, left the Rouge Society's main altar and immediately began their search for the invisible boy. Giving them a two-week leave was a gross underestimation of their abilities. The "Rouge Four Fiends," skilled in investigation and tracking, discovered in just half a day that the Wei family's daughter had been rescued by a young man named Yang Guo. Based on the time and place of the rescue, the "Rouge Four Fiends" quickly determined: Yang Guo was the invisible boy!

So, the "Rouge Four Fiends" sneaked into the Wei residence early the next morning. Using their martial arts skills and agility, they easily evaded the patrolling martial arts masters and learned that Yang Guo was a guest at Miss Wei's "Yunfang Residence." They went to capture him, but as soon as they entered the courtyard, a slender, masked woman in black suddenly flew out, preventing them from finding Yang Guo. This led to the fight that interrupted Yang Guo and Wei Yunfang's sexual encounter. The masked woman was highly skilled in martial arts, and the "Rouge Four Fiends" were no match for her. Just as they were becoming anxious, the masked woman asked them why they had come to find Yang Guo. "Scattering Flower Lady" instinctively felt that this woman was protecting Yang Guo, so she frankly revealed their purpose in coming to find him. The masked woman was deeply moved by this and smiled, saying, "It seems my Yang Guo is truly blessed with many beauties willing to give him maternal love. Since you've come to see Yang Guo with no ill intentions, I won't stop you. Yang Guo just finished having sex with a woman and fled towards the backyard of the Wei residence. You can catch up with him in time..."

Hearing the masked woman's address to Yang Guo, the "Rouge Four Fiends" sensed that their relationship was extraordinary, but they didn't dare to press the matter. After thanking the masked woman, they quickly went after Yang Guo and easily intercepted him in the alleyway outside the backyard of the Wei residence.

Upon hearing that the masked woman had instructed the "Rouge Four Fiends" to pursue him, Yang Guo burst into a tirade of curses: "Damn that slut! She thought she was helping me all along, and now she's betrayed me! I'll make her pay!"

Just as he was getting into the swing of things, the masked woman's voice rang in his ears: "Yang Guo, what are you cursing? Are you cursing me?"

Yang Guo was startled and immediately forced a smile, "No, no... Mysterious Aunt, how could I dare curse you! I'm cursing a slut I met before who cheated me out of two coins and hasn't paid me back..."

The masked woman sneered, "Yang Guo, you repay kindness with enmity. I helped you get so many beauties, and you come to curse me! If I ignore you from now on, see how you save your mother and sister!"

Yang Guo was terrified and immediately knelt down, trembling as he said, "Mysterious Aunt, you..." "Don't be angry! I was just confused for a moment. Actually, my gratitude towards you is like a surging river..."

The masked woman chuckled, "Alright, alright, get up! Who's angry with a child like you! These 'Rouge Four Fiends' are haunted by you because you sucked their breasts, so just satisfy their desires! But you only have two days to play with them. In these two days, you also need to get rid of Chrysanthemum and Osmanthus, the two maids from the Wei family, because you promised to deflower them, and a man can't break his word. And Miss Wei Yunfang, you deflowered her anus and left her vagina untouched, which is also inappropriate. You handle these things yourself; I don't need to teach you everything!"

Yang Guo felt a headache coming on, realizing for the first time that worldly pleasures could be exhausting. At this moment, the "Rouge Four Fiends" were smiling at him, whispering amongst themselves, their conversation a mystery.

Yang Guo felt exhausted. Facing the four alluring women, he forced a dry laugh and said, "Four sisters, actually, the other day I sucked on your breasts..."

"Pearl Bee" Cui Ruolan approached him, teasingly saying, "Invisible boy, do you think women's breasts are something you can just suck on? Once you've tasted our milk, you're destined to be entangled and loved by us for life... You can't refuse even if you want to!..."

Saying this, she pulled Yang Guo into her arms, showering his face with kisses, her voice trembling, "Guo'er, yesterday you fucked the other three sisters' vaginas, but left mine untouched. What do you mean? Do you look down on me?!... I want you to fuck me right now!..."

Yang Guo then remembered that yesterday, because of Wei Yunfang and her maid, he hadn't had time to deal with Cui Ruolan, the youngest and most tender of the Four Fiends, nicknamed "Pearl Bee." He had almost forgotten about her, but now, aroused by her teasing, he immediately became aroused. Just as the two were about to undress impulsively, "Scattering Flower Lady" Nangong Lin smiled and said, "Lan'er, why are you in such a hurry? We're not animals; we can't just force ourselves on each other the moment we meet. Right now, our feelings for Guo'er are mainly maternal affection; sex is secondary. By the way, Guo'er, what kind of snacks do you like?"

Yang Guo was taken aback, not understanding why Nangong Lin, who was smiling, would ask him this question. He pushed Cui Ruolan away, thought for a moment, and said, "Snacks? Hmm... Snacks are like beautiful women in the world to me—the more the merrier... But my favorite is probably glutinous rice cake, right? Sweet glutinous rice cake is so delicious..."

Speaking of glutinous rice cake, Yang Guo couldn't help but think of his mother, Mu Nianci. When Mu Nianci was alive, she often made glutinous rice cakes for him. Yang Guo remembered one time when his mother was making glutinous rice cakes in the kitchen. Suddenly, she rushed out, her hands covered in glutinous rice flour, her pretty face slightly flushed. She said to Yang Guo, who was playing in the yard, "Guo'er, come here quickly and help your mother... My hands are not very convenient right now... Can you help me take off my skirt and pants? I need to pee..."

So, Yang Guo followed his mother to the bushes by the yard, helped her untie her skirt, lift it up, and pull down her pants. After his mother squatted down, Yang Guo lay down on the ground and watched his mother urinate with curiosity. He saw that his mother's crotch was covered with thick black hair, and urine sprayed out from between her labia, dripping onto the ground. Yang Guo was still young then, and he was very curious and interested to see that his mother urinated in a place different from his own. He used a blade of grass to pluck at his mother's pubic hair. His mother chuckled, and although she pushed his hand away, she deliberately squatted down for a while longer so her son could clearly see her private parts...

Yang Guo recalled the past, feeling both warmth and sorrow. "Scattering Flowers Lady" Nangong Lin seemed to read his mind, came over, gently put her arm around his shoulder, and said softly, "Guo'er, are you thinking about something unpleasant? Don't be sad. No matter what difficulties you encounter, your sisters will help you. Your sisters will always love you..."

Then the "Rouge Four Fiends" took Yang Guo to the market to buy glutinous rice cakes. They bought several large pieces, wrapped them in lotus leaves, and had each of the four carry them as they walked out of the market.

Yang Guo, unaware of where the Four Fiends were taking him, was already drooling over the aroma of glutinous rice cakes. He said with a forced smile, "My four dear sisters, could I have a piece first? My mouth is watering so much..."

"Scattering Flower Lady" Nangong Lin, carrying a glutinous rice cake in one hand and holding Yang Guo's hand in the other, said softly, "Guo'er, don't be in such a hurry. You won't be able to eat glutinous rice cakes like before anymore. We sisters will let you experience a completely new way of eating glutinous rice cakes. Hehe..."

Yang Guo didn't understand what new way there was to eat glutinous rice cakes, but observing the Four Fiends' mysterious expressions, he guessed that whatever the method, it must be exciting and fun. So he said no more and, like a little brother, was led forward by the tall Nangong Lin.

The "Rouge Four Fiends," chatting and laughing, led Yang Guo out of the market and to a remote valley on the outskirts of Lin'an. There stood a small temple there, dilapidated on the outside, but the interior was luxuriously and comfortably furnished. This temple, known as "Rouge Pavilion," was the usual gathering place for the Four Fiends to practice their skills. No man had ever been here before.

Upon hearing that he was the first man to enter the "Rouge Pavilion," Yang Guo felt flattered and rubbed his hands together, laughing, "Oh dear, such a fragrant and blissful place! What merit do I, Yang Guo, possess to be granted this privileged entry? I am truly ashamed! Although I joined the Young Pioneers at six, became a member of the Communist Youth League at thirteen, and honorably joined the Party at fifteen, participated in five anti-encirclement campaigns and the Long March, fought bravely in the eight-year War of Resistance against Japan, and never retreated in the struggle to overthrow the Chiang Kai-shek regime... I am still young and lack revolutionary experience. I cannot compare with those veteran comrades. My rank is too low; I am not qualified to visit this fragrant revolutionary holy land..."

"Jade Bat" Sima Fei reached out and pinched Yang Guo's cheek, playfully scolding, "Come on, Guo'er, don't be so modest! It's precisely because you are young that you need to visit this fragrant revolutionary holy land to learn and accumulate experience. You must study hard and not disappoint the Party and the people's hopes for you..."

"Scattering Flowers Lady" Nangong Lin laughed, "Alright, alright, Second Sister, stop teasing Guo'er. Guo'er is already hungry and should eat glutinous rice cake..."

At this moment, the Four Fiends led Yang Guo to a bedroom filled with the fragrance of cosmetics. Inside, curtains and gauze curtains hung, and it was warm as spring. The Four Fiends placed the glutinous rice cake on the round table. Yang Guo was about to reach for it when Nangong Lin slapped his hand and said with a smile, "Guo'er, what's your hurry? I already said we'd use a new way to eat it! Sisters, let's begin!"

So, with Nangong Lin leading the way, the Four Fiends unbuttoned their clothes one after another. Soon, four pairs of round and swollen breasts bounced out, and the eight bright red nipples had already begun to harden before they were even sucked.

Although Yang Guo was tempted by the sight, he still smiled wryly and said, "I'm telling you four sisters, it's not that I don't want to drink your milk, but it's breakfast time now. How about you wait until I eat some glutinous rice cake before you

drink your milk?" The four sisters looked at each other and smiled, ignoring Yang Guo. Nangong Lin took the lead, untied the purse on the table, and began to smear the sticky and sweet glutinous rice cake on their breasts, especially around their nipples...

Yang Guo was dumbfounded, but he quickly understood the meaning of the "new way of eating." His lips went dry, and he felt extremely thirsty. He immediately pounced on her, first on Nangong Lin, and bit her nipple. With a strong suck, he ate the glutinous rice cake from her nipple. Although the taste was the same, the sweetness was mixed with the feeling of sucking milk, which was truly wonderful.

Nangong Lin groaned, wrapping her arms tightly around Yang Guo's neck, and said in a trembling voice, "Guo'er, go ahead and smack! Suck it all up from your sister's nipple..."

Yang Guo ate a large piece of glutinous rice cake from Nangong Lin's nipple, still wanting more. Nangong Lin, however, had great self-control, understanding that she couldn't monopolize the pleasure of breastfeeding. She pushed Yang Guo towards "Jade Bat" Sima Fei, and said softly, "Guo'er, don't just eat from one sister's nipple... There are three other sisters waiting to feed you... Expressing maternal love is a right shared by all four of us sisters, and no one can enjoy it all to themselves..." Yang Guo

thought to himself, "This is really damn democratic and fair!" So he threw himself into Sima Fei's arms, bit down on her nipple, and pulled it back hard, not only sucking up all the glutinous rice cake but also stretching Sima Fei's nipple to more than three times its original length. Sima Fei cried out, "Oh dear... Guo'er, can you be a little gentler? You've broken my nipples, and I won't be able to enjoy them anymore..."

Yang Guo didn't care about any of that. He used his mouth to pull Sima Fei's nipples long several times, ate most of a piece of glutinous rice cake from her breast, and then pounced on "Pink Butterfly" Zhu Qianqian. While sucking on the glutinous rice cake on her nipple, he asked, "Sister, is your hometown in Sichuan? Sichuan is a wonderful place, full of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. In ancient times, there was Zhuge Liang, and now there is the heroine Zhu Qianqian. Sister, I've heard that Sichuan folk songs are very beautiful. Would you sing one for me?"

Zhu Qianqian felt... Her nipples were almost bursting from being sucked, and she said in a coquettish voice, "Guo'er, good little brother, do you want to hear a song? Sister will sing for you... Ah... The sun rises and shines on the hillside, oh dear... A Sichuan girl picks mulberry leaves on the mountainside, oh dear... Her long hair flutters in the wind, her eyes are like autumn waves... Her two breasts sway and sway, oh dear... They sway and produce milk to feed the boy, oh dear... The Sichuan girl's pubic hair is covered in fragrant grass, oh dear... Her two fleshy holes are so sexy and deep, oh dear..."

Zhu Qianqian's voice was sweet, and the Sichuan style she sang made Yang Guo feel completely intoxicated. He couldn't help but increase the force of sucking on her nipples, and ate half a piece of glutinous rice cake from Zhu Qianqian's breasts.

When it was Cui Ruolan's turn, the youngest of the "Rouge Four Beauties," her nipples were already hard and purple, and she was also extremely itchy down there. She pulled Yang Guo into her arms, impatiently shoving her nipple, covered in glutinous rice cake paste, into his mouth while pulling down her skirt and pants, exposing her bushy crotch. She trembled as she said, "Guo'er, good little brother, you abandoned your sister's cunt yesterday. Do you know how heartbroken I was? Today you must use more force than you'd use breast milk to pound my cunt to death, fuck it to death..."

Yang Guo, seeing that Cui Ruolan was as beautiful and quiet as Nangong Lin, was unexpectedly aroused by her lewd words. He croaked, "Fine, I'll fuck you to death today, pound your cunt until it's torn apart!" So,

while sucking on her breast, he pulled out his penis from his pants, first rubbing the glans against Cui Ruolan's clitoris a few times, then sliding it down her labia. Due to the wetness, his penis quickly penetrated her vagina. Cui Ruolan let out an exaggerated scream: "Ah...ah...Guo'er, good brother...you finally fucked me...sister finally got fucked by you...yay..."

Yang Guo was about to thrust vigorously when "Scattering Flowers Lady" Nangong Lin said softly, "Lan'er, Guo'er, you two are too hasty. Now is the time for us sisters to breastfeed Guo'er. Our purpose is to deepen our sisterly bond with Guo'er through breastfeeding. This bond must be stronger in maternal love than sexual love to last. Now, your hasty intercourse will destroy this warm bond. Do you understand?"

Cui Ruolan had always respected and loved her elder sister Nangong Lin. Hearing this, she blushed and quickly pushed Yang Guo away. Yang Guo was very unhappy. He thought, "It's just fucking, why does it have to involve maternal love!" Speaking of maternal love, only his deceased mother Mu Nianci and his mother Huang Rong, who was captured by Qin Han, could arouse Yang Guo's most intense lust. His mother, Mu Nianci, was gone forever. Yang Guo suddenly thought of his mischievous, quirky, and beautiful mother, Huang Rong, and abruptly realized how much he missed her. He had previously disliked Huang Rong because she was somewhat domineering and liked to tease him, but since learning he was her biological son, his aversion had gradually disappeared, replaced by a feeling of longing and affection. As

his penis withdrew from Cui Ruolan's vagina, the image of his mother, Huang Rong, flashed before his eyes, causing Yang Guo to momentarily lose his senses. Nangong Lin, affectionately known as "Scattering Flowers Lady," gently embraced Yang Guo, softly saying, "Guo'er, it's your turn to pamper me. There's still more than half of the glutinous rice cake left. You must hurry up and finish it all, sucking our nipples until they're so soft they can't go down, so we can relieve our maternal desire for you..."

Yang Guo tugged at Nangong Lin's purplish-red nipple with his fingers, sighing, "Ah, if only a goddess of maternal love truly existed..."

The Four Fiends were startled upon hearing this, all asking what a goddess of maternal love was. Yang Guo then recounted the story of the mysterious masked woman teasing Wei Yunfang, sighing, "That Miss Wei also felt an uncontrollable maternal love for me." "She really wanted to breastfeed me, believing the lies of that so-called goddess of maternal love. But there's no such miraculous medicine in the world that can make young, beautiful women produce milk..."

Before she could finish, the masked woman's cold voice rang out: "Yang Guo, you underestimate me! Although I was just teasing Miss Wei, you can't deny that there's such a miraculous medicine in the world that can make unborn women produce milk. Actually, I've been researching this medicine. One day, I will make every woman in the world who likes you breastfeed you, so you can fully experience maternal love..."

This time, the masked woman wasn't using telepathy; everyone in the bedroom could hear what she said. The "Rouge Four Fiends" were overjoyed upon hearing this. "Scattering Flowers Lady" Nangong Lin laughed, "So there really is such a miraculous medicine in the world that can make us produce breast milk. Then our sister's wish to breastfeed Yang Guo can be fulfilled. Why don't you show yourself, sister, and let us serve you fine wine and delicacies to show our hospitality? I can tell that your relationship with Yang Guo is not ordinary. Could you be Yang Guo's...?"

The masked woman interrupted, "You have no right to guess who I am to Yang Guo! You all serve Yang Guo well. I'm taking him away in two hours."

"Pearl Bee" Cui Ruolan said anxiously, "Where is Sister taking Yang Guo? Can we sisters stay with him? We only ask to serve him and won't interfere with any of Sister's actions."

The masked woman smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you leave Yang Guo forever. I have important business to attend to this time, and it's inconvenient for you to come along. You just need to wait patiently for a while. Once I've developed a elixir to produce breast milk, I'll come to find you, and you can freely express your maternal love for Yang Guo. I'm leaving. Yang Guo, in two hours, you must wait for me at the wall outside the backyard of the Wei residence. The Four Rouge Fiends are not allowed to follow!"

After she finished speaking, the sound of clothes rustling in the wind came from outside the window, indicating that the masked woman had already gone far away.

The Four Rouge Fiends looked at each other for a moment, all feeling that the mysterious masked woman was unfathomable. Yang Guo asked Nangong Lin, "Sister Nangong, you spoke to that mysterious aunt just now. Who do you think she is to me?"

Nangong Lin gently stroked Yang Guo's face with her slender hand and smiled, "I guess that mysterious woman is your mother!"

Yang Guo smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No, my mother has already passed away, but I have another mother, who was captured by bad people, so that mysterious aunt could never be my mother..."

Nangong Lin, while leading the three sisters to continue spreading glutinous rice cake around her nipples, sighed with a smile, "I just have a gut feeling that that mysterious woman is like your mother. Guo'er, you said you have two mothers, what exactly is going on? Can you tell your sisters about your background?"

Yang Guo felt a little sad when he thought about his strange background, but he still sucked on Si Sha's nipples and told them about his strange background of "transferring fertilized eggs." Si Sha sighed with emotion, and their love for Yang Guo deepened.

Yang Guo finished several large bags of glutinous rice cakes by sucking on the breasts, burping repeatedly as he ate. His penis was already hard and about to explode. "Pearl Bee" Cui Ruolan said reproachfully, "Eldest sister, we've already used eight nipples to poke Guo'er's mouth, now it's Guo'er's turn to use his glans to poke our eight flesh holes, isn't it?"

"Scattering Flowers Lady" Nangong Lin poked Cui Ruolan's forehead with her finger, and said with a playful laugh, "You're so impatient... Alright, Guo'er, since time is of the essence, you can start using your weapons down there to deal with us! Guo'er, we four sisters have a total of eight fleshy holes down there, are you confident you can handle it?"

Yang Guo held his penis in one hand and patted his chest with the other, saying, "Sister Nangong, my little gun is like the millet plus rifle of the People's Liberation Army back then, and your four sisters' eight fleshy holes are like eight million pieces of American equipment. You may seem aggressive, but in the end you will still be defeated by my millet plus rifle, because the power of people's war is boundless!"

As he spoke, he rushed towards "Scattering Flowers Lady" Nangong Lin, but was pushed away by Nangong Lin, who laughed and said, "Guo'er, although I am the leader of the Rouge Four Fiends, I must be fair to gain the respect of the masses. You should start with Sister Cui!"

"Pearl Bee" Cui Ruolan glanced gratefully at her elder sister, pulled Yang Guo in front of her, and sat him on the round table with his legs spread apart. Her voice trembled as she said, "Guo'er, let's begin, let's begin our loving union..."

Yang Guo, while inserting his penis into Cui Ruolan's vagina, said solemnly, "Sister Cui, you're wrong. This is not just loving intercourse; it's a great people's war. From the perspective of the global situation, opposing Chiang Kai-shek's dictatorial government is supporting the global anti-fascist war. Although the people are poor, their organized strength is like a vast ocean, enough to overwhelm all reactionary forces..."

As he spoke, he thrust his lower abdomen forward, pumping hard inside Cui Ruolan's vagina. Their lower abdomens collided with a "slap slap slap" sound, and Cui Ruolan let out intoxicated moans: "Oh... oh... Comrades of the People's Liberation Army, I surrender... I will no longer serve the Chiang Kai-shek government... I will stand on the side of the people... oh... the people's guns, the people's power, smash my dark old world to pieces... oh... I have finally realized..." "

Scattering Flower Lady" Nangong Lin, "Jade Bat" Sima Fei, and "Pink Butterfly" Zhu Qianqian also spread their legs and sat on the round table in three directions. Led by Zhu Qianqian, a girl from Sichuan, the Four Fiends began singing a beautiful folk song: "Oh... the moon hangs on the treetops, oh, the mulberry-picking sister comes down the mountain... the sister's eyebrows are like crescent moons, oh, the sister's laughter is like flowing water... the sister sees the little boy, oh, her two red nipples perk up... oh... the red nipples are fed into the boy's mouth, the little penis is fed into the sister's vagina... oh... the sweet milk can't be sucked out, the little brother's semen flows down the pubic hair..."

Yang Guo listened to the song while taking turns fucking the "Rouge Four Fiends" around the round table. For the first two rounds, he thrust in and out of the Four Fiends' vaginas, causing them to gush with lustful fluids. From the third round onwards, he began to penetrate the anuses of the Four Fiends, especially the anus of "Flower-Scattering Lady" Nangong Lin. He penetrated with the most force, probably because among the Four Fiends, Nangong Lin gave him the strongest maternal feeling. Whenever he faced the understanding and gentle smile in her eyes, Yang Guo wished he could crawl into her anus...

The Four Fiends, drenched in sweat from being penetrated, continued to sing their folk songs: "Hey... the stars in the sky are twinkling, hey, the mulberry-picking sister is dancing... hey... dancing for her brother, hey, her long hair is flowing like clouds, hey, her breasts are swaying, hey, her buttocks are wiggling... hey... seeing her brother, she raises her red nipples, seeing her brother pull out his little penis..."

Yang Guo was spurred on by the Four Fiends' melodious and passionate folk songs. Overwhelmed with excitement, he could no longer hold back. His penis was almost about to ejaculate inside "Jade Bat" Sima Fei's anus, but he forced himself to pull it out and insert it into "Flower-Scattering Lady" Nangong Lin's anus. He thrust violently a few times before letting his semen gush out, filling Nangong Lin's anus...

When Yang Guo left "Rouge Residence" and arrived at the high wall of the Wei Mansion's backyard, it was past noon, but the sun was still very strong, making Yang Guo curse inwardly. Suddenly, he saw a small stall selling sour plum juice at the alley entrance ahead. The stall was run by a beautiful young woman wearing a bright green dress with a white flower in her hair, making her look very elegant and beautiful. Yang Guo walked over, and the young woman, seemingly worried about not having any customers, immediately gave him a flirtatious wink, pulled out a stool, and said with a smile, "Young master, would you like some plum juice? Have a bowl, it

's cooling, relieves heat, and detoxifies." Yang Guo, seeing the young woman's behavior, already knew what was going on. After sitting down, he unceremoniously sized up her voluptuous figure and said with a wicked grin, "Does plum juice really cool, relieve heat, and detoxify? That's just a false advertisement. May I ask your name, sister? How long have you been running this stall?" "Business is doing quite well, isn't it, sister? Making money is understandable, but you can't use false advertising. Didn't you see the news a few days ago? Vice Premier Hui Liangyu repeatedly emphasized the need to regulate modern market behavior, crack down on false advertising, and protect consumers' interests. Your plum juice is mainly for quenching thirst; if you want it to clear heat, relieve summer heat, detoxify, and reduce internal heat, you'll have to think of other methods..."

Yang Guo said, taking out a ten-tael silver coin from his pocket and twirling it in his hand. Upon seeing the silver, the young woman plopped down next to Yang Guo, wafting her delicate fragrance into his nostrils, and said in a coquettish voice, "Young master, you are truly insightful. I'm just inexperienced in business, which is why I can't even sell my plum juice properly. Please share your experience."

With that, she snatched the silver coin from Yang Guo's hand and stuffed it into her open robe, the coin sliding down her deep cleavage. The young woman feigned surprise, exclaiming, "Oh dear, I'm so sorry, young master! I just wanted to check the purity of your silver, but I accidentally dropped it in! What should we do?"

Yang Guo, observing the allure in the young woman's eyes, smiled faintly, "What should we do? We should ask the Russian philosopher Chernyshevsky about that. He wrote a world-famous book titled 'What Should We Do?' Mr. Chernyshevsky said that when we ask ourselves 'What should we do?', we shouldn't just stand there wondering, but rather explore 'What should we do?' through practical action..."

He then greedily stared at the young woman's deep, fragrant cleavage, a wicked smile playing on his lips. She said, “My silver has fallen into a deep ravine, and I must go in to find it. Excuse me, sister, whose ravine is this? What is the name of the owner? I should greet the owner before entering, so we can all get to know each other, that would be polite…”

The young woman lightly ran her slender fingers near her cleavage, laughing seductively, “Are you asking my name, sir? It’s alright to tell you, my surname is Ni, and my name is Mama…”

Yang Guo laughed upon hearing this, “Damn! Sister, if you want to take advantage of me, you don’t have to be my mother, do you? Let’s stop talking nonsense and go explore your cleavage behind that tree over there!”

Saying this, he pulled the young woman’s hand and walked towards a large tree about three zhang away. The young woman giggled and let him lead her behind the tree. Yang Guo pinned his young wife against a tree trunk, about to commit his indecent act, when she suddenly raised a finger and tapped him twice. Yang Guo froze, unable to move, and exclaimed, "Well... so you've been hiding your true abilities all along... Who are you? Could you be that mysterious auntie?..."

The young wife sneered, "What mysterious auntie? Yang Guo, how dare you mess with me! I'll teach you a lesson!"

With that, she unbuckled Yang Guo's belt. Before Yang Guo could react, she had already pulled out his penis with her slender hand and was rapidly rubbing it.

Yang Guo exclaimed, "You still say you're not the mysterious auntie! Who else but you has this fetish for forcing people to masturbate? Mysterious auntie, you've finally revealed your true colors. Ah, you're so beautiful, your hair is like piled-up dark clouds. Your eyebrows are like crescent moons. Your eyes are like two pools of autumn water flowing through my heart. Your..."

The young woman, however, interrupted Yang Guo while speeding up her masturbation, saying, "Yang Guo, stop flattering me! With your taste, you'll even mistake your own wife when you get married! You really disappoint me!"

Yang Guo was shocked. Looking at the young woman's charming face, he couldn't guess who she was. His penis was already hard from her delicate hands. Due to his panic, he prematurely ejaculated, spraying semen onto the young woman's skirt. At the very moment of ejaculation, Yang Guo suddenly sensed the answer from the delicate smoothness of his young wife's slender hands and blurted out, "Mother?!... It's you?!..."

With a burst of giggles, his young wife raised her hand and removed the human skin mask from her face, revealing a beautiful face with a playful look in her eyes. Who else could it be but Huang Rong?

Yang Guo, seeing that it was indeed his mother, couldn't help but smile bitterly. Looking at his penis, which was dripping with semen, he sighed, "Mother, I knew you were incredibly powerful. That Qin Han had no ability to take you to Yin Feng Mountain in Hubei. But even if you escaped, you didn't have to meet me in such a dramatic way, did you? This joke is too much! Where's Fu'er? And the two Tibetan princesses? Why aren't they with you?"

Huang Rong took off the semen-stained outer dress, revealing an apricot-yellow outfit underneath. She reached out and released Yang Guo's pressure points, and said with a playful laugh, "At least you still have some conscience. You haven't forgotten your sister and those two Tibetan princesses. I deliberately sent them away, otherwise, they would have despised you for your lecherous behavior just now! By the way, how did you recognize me just now?"

Yang Guo snuggled closer to his mother and laughed, "Mother, have you forgotten? That day on the boat, you forced me to practice the Dog-Beating Stick all night, and this morning you rewarded me with a handjob. That's why I remember the feeling of my little penis rubbing against your delicate hand; that's how I recognized you."

Although Huang Rong pushed Yang Guo away, she smiled approvingly and said, "Guo'er, that's a good feeling. It shows you're not dull-witted, and it will be very helpful for your future martial arts practice. Your sister and the two Tibetan princesses are waiting for us over there. Let me take you to see them!"

Yang Guo walked a few steps alongside his mother, then suddenly stopped and cried out, "No! Mother!" "A mysterious auntie told me to wait for her under that high wall. I promised to wait for her, and now it seems a bit like breaking my promise to go with you, which doesn't align with my basic principles as a person..."

Huang Rong raised her hand and slapped Yang Guo on the back of the head, scolding, "Come on, Guo'er, what principles do you have left? Just come with me obediently! Let me tell you, it was your mysterious auntie who notified us to come here to find you. She's already gone, why are you still waiting for her?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo almost fell over, exclaiming in surprise, "Holy crap! Mother, no way! Even you speak Hunan dialect with her! It seems this mysterious auntie has a strong influence on our language..." "Like a surging river..."

Huang Rong interrupted, "Alright, alright, stop with your Stephen Chow movie lines! Let me tell you, I still have some guesses about the identity of that masked woman in black, but I'm not sure yet. I only know that she is a disciple of the Corpse Immortal Elder..."

Yang Guo exclaimed in shock, "What? Mother, what did you say? The mysterious aunt is a disciple of the Corpse Immortal Elder? Then isn't she a member of the Yin Wind Sect? If she is a member of the Yin Wind Sect, how could she..."

Huang Rong sighed, "Guo'er, don't be anxious. I need to explain this to you slowly. That masked woman..." "You've told me everything. Let me take you to the Wei residence to temporarily end this affair. You're a man, you can't just sleep with a girl's anus and leave. You're the grandson of Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, and the son of Huang Rong, the leader of my Beggars' Sect. You can't just start something and then abandon it, ruining your own reputation."

Yang Guo was secretly shocked upon hearing this. He thought to himself that his mother knew a lot of details, even about his sleeping with Miss Wei's anus. It seemed that the mysterious aunt and his mother must have communicated quite a bit, and the two women must have developed a mutual respect, just like his mother's relationship with Song Yumei. Otherwise, his mother wouldn't have learned to speak Hunan dialect from her so quickly.

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