The Return of the Condor Heroes: Reverse Transmission

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The Return of the Condor Heroes: Reverse Time Travel -

Chapter 1

February, 1273 (the ninth year of the Xianchun era), Xiangyang. The Mongol army had been besieging the city for six years. Xiangyang had repeatedly requested reinforcements from the court, and Song Chancellor Jia Sidao had repeatedly sent reinforcements, but they were devoured by the Mongols like sheep. Finally, he played his trump card, ordering his most trusted general, Fan Wenhu, to go.

The problem was that Fan Wenhu was only willing to flatter and show loyalty, not to risk his life. He camped outside the siege, occasionally intercepting Mongol patrols, but spending most of his time feasting and indulging in pleasure with beautiful women. Xiangyang had been besieged for over five years under these circumstances, running out of food and reinforcements.

Inside the city of Xiangyang, in the city garrison's residence, the garrison commander Lü Wenhuan was having a secret meeting with his trusted generals.

"Xiangyang has been besieged for over six years. How did I survive those six years? I gave all my possessions to the army; we struggled against death every day. Arrow wounds, knife wounds—my body is covered in scars. But I have no regrets, because there are still hundreds of thousands of people in the city." "Now the Mongol army has cut off the river, launching a combined land and water attack, and has even brought in newly built giant cannons from the Western Regions. In February, Xiangyang, running out of food and reinforcements, finally could not hold out any longer. The Mongols have sent envoys three times to persuade us to surrender, and I had only one condition: the people of Xiangyang and Fancheng must not be harmed. The Mongols have agreed, and now I announce that in three days, the gates will be opened and the city surrendered." At this moment, his general asked him, "What should we do, Master Guo?"

"The Mongols have specifically named him and his wife, demanding their lives. Besides, he will absolutely not agree to surrender the city. Should we..." "No, I have already wronged the Song Dynasty, I cannot wrong Master Guo as well. I'll negotiate with the Mongols. After entering the city, the Mongols will go find Master Guo themselves. I will not help either side." After saying this, he sighed and thought to himself, "Master Guo, I know you will hate me, but I am doing this for the sake of the people in the city. May you be blessed with good fortune and escape safely." At this time, the General's Mansion in the city was shrouded in gloom. Everyone in the mansion knew that the day of the city's fall was not far off, but no one was willing to leave because their hero, Guo Jing, was in the city.

At this moment, in the bedroom of the mansion, Guo Jing and Huang Rong were in their room.

"Rong'er, in your opinion, can Xiangyang still hold out?"

"If reinforcements don't arrive soon, Xiangyang will surely fall in less than ten days." Guo Jing stood up, walked to the window, looked out, and sighed, "Out of ammunition and food, out of ammunition and food!" Suddenly, he turned around, grabbed Huang Rong's small hands, and said urgently, "Rong'er, quickly ride the eagle away from Xiangyang, take Fu'er and Polu, and go back to Peach Blossom Island." "Brother Jing, will you come with me?" Huang Rong asked.

Guo Jing's eyes widened: "Back then, I swore an oath to tens of thousands of soldiers in the city from the command platform. The city stands as our people, the city falls, the people die. A true man's word is his bond. Besides, if I can leave, can the people in the city leave? Can the soldiers in the city leave? If I leave, I will live with unease for the rest of my life, a life worse than death. Therefore, I will never leave. But you are different. You are the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and the 100,000 disciples need your leadership. That way, even if Xiangyang falls, you can lead the Beggars' Sect to continue fighting the Mongols." "Brother Jing, you swore to live and die with the city, but I also swore to live and die with you, never to abandon you. How can you let me leave alone while you go to your death? How can I live alone if you die? Besides, two days ago I passed the leadership of the Beggars' Sect to Qi'er and ordered him to leave Xiangyang to lead the Beggars' Sect to continue fighting the Mongols." "Nonsense! I have already..." "I've entrusted the 'Mu's Legacy' and the 'Essence of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms' to you. If you don't leave, what will happen to my life's work? What will happen to the restoration of the Han Dynasty?" Guo Jing then said softly, "Rong'er, I'm deeply moved by your loyalty. I'm glad you're willing to die for our country with me. But we have children, and they can't live without you as their mother. Can we bear to let our own flesh and blood die? Can you bear to let our Guo family line end?" "Don't worry, Brother Jing," Huang Rong replied playfully, "I've reforged the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword that Guo'er gave us into a sword and a saber. The 'Mu's Legacy' and the 'Essence of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms' are hidden within them. I've already sent Fu'er and Po Lu with the sword and saber on an eagle to leave Xiangyang for Peach Blossom Island. The 'Mu's Legacy' and the 'Essence of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms' will be found by someone destined to obtain them."

"This jade was a gift from my father, who said it could protect us. Besides, life and death are determined by fate. Being with you makes even death joyful." "Rong'er."

Guo Jing was speechless, only able to hold Huang Rong tightly. The two embraced, remaining together for a long time.

Guo Jing looked at Huang Rong's beautiful face in his arms. Although she was over thirty, there were no traces of time on her face. Her delicate and smooth skin radiated a mature charm.

Guo Jing couldn't help but lower his head and seal her fragrant lips with his own, kissing her deeply.

Huang Rong responded enthusiastically, her tongue intertwining with his. Guo Jing's chest rubbed against her two alluring mounds of flesh, and his lower body immediately became erect. Guo Jing couldn't resist reaching into Huang Rong's bodice, caressing her two proud, firm, and slightly upturned breasts, causing her to tremble and writhe.

Guo Jing gently pinched Huang Rong's hardened, protruding nipples with his fingers. Amidst Huang Rong's soft moans, he slowly increased the pressure, tracing circles along her areola with his fingertips. After this teasing, Huang Rong's eyes were half-open, her delicate nose emitting soft breaths, her cheeks flushed red, her beautiful face blushing uncontrollably.

Seeing Huang Rong aroused, Guo Jing picked her up and placed her on the bed, removing their clothes. He pressed one hand against her lower abdomen and the other parted her thighs, pressing his penis against her fragrant vaginal opening, gently rubbing the head of his penis against it. Soon, it was wet with her juices. Then, he thrust forward, his large, thick penis, lubricated by the vaginal fluid, gradually plunging into her rosy, moist vagina. He began to thrust and pump, his exceptionally large penis moving in and out of Huang Rong's alluring little hole. The sounds of

"plop...plop..."

mixed with heavy breathing and moans made the surrounding air feel hot.

Guo Jing's huge penis moved in and out of her vagina rapidly, and the intense pleasure made Huang Rong cry out: "Ah...ah...I'm going to heaven...ah...um..." The beautiful and charming Huang Rong trembled all over, her vaginal fluid gushing out, and she kept panting. Guo Jing's penis, scalded by Huang Rong's wetness, couldn't help but release his semen, ejaculating into Huang Rong's body.

After the storm, Guo Jing withdrew his penis from Huang Rong's wet vagina. The beautiful and charming Huang Rong gradually came to her senses from the climax of desire. She saw Guo Jing's eyes staring straight at her, and she said softly with a flushed face: "Brother Jing, why are you staring at me like that?" "Rong'er, you are so beautiful."

The two embraced and gradually fell asleep.

Three days later, chaos erupted in Xiangyang. Several soldiers rushed into the commander's mansion, shouting, "Great Hero Guo! Lü Wenhuan has surrendered the city to the enemy! The Mongols have stormed in!" Guo Jing, upon hearing this, yelled, "Rong'er, hurry! I'll take men to the north to block the enemy. You go to the south gate to protect the city's inhabitants and help them evacuate!" He

then rushed out of the mansion and charged towards the Mongols. The streets were in chaos. Groups of people, like frightened birds, fled through the streets; some looted and robbed, chasing after women; others, stragglers, seemed to fear death, clamoring for surrender.

Although local officials were present, they were all fleeing in panic, ignoring the situation. Huang Rong's appearance gave them hope. They all cried out, "Heroine Huang, save us!" Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who had defended Xiangyang for five years, still held considerable prestige in the hearts of the people.

The people had not forgotten their vow to live and die with the city; they had not forgotten their repeated attempts to attack the Mongols; they had not forgotten the hardships they had endured, leading the entire city's soldiers and civilians to survive by dismantling houses for firewood and making clothes from knotted ropes. In their hearts, Guo Jing and Huang Rong were their saviors, and Huang Rong's appearance immediately calmed the chaotic situation somewhat. Seeing that the people had quieted down, Huang Rong arranged for her personal guards to direct the people's evacuation.

Meanwhile, Guo Jing's situation was far from optimistic. Due to Lü Wenhuan's surrender of the city, the city's troops were in chaos. Guo Jing could only muster a few hundred soldiers, who used the city's alleyways to engage the Mongols in street fighting. Two hours later, almost all of Guo Jing's hundreds of men had been killed or wounded, leaving only Guo Jing to desperately hold out. Although Guo Jing's martial arts were superb, even a hero cannot withstand overwhelming numbers. He had killed over a hundred Mongols, but was covered in wounds.

At this time, Huang Rong had arranged the evacuation of the civilians, but she was still worried about Guo Jing. She came from the south and, seeing Guo Jing's condition, felt a pang of pain in her heart. Just as she was about to charge forward, suddenly, the jade pendant on her chest emitted a tremendous light. Those around her were so frightened that they lay prostrate on the ground, too afraid to move. After a long while, when they looked up, they found that Huang Rong had vanished.

In [Month] 2011, in Hangzhou, China, a sudden flash of bright light appeared in a deep alleyway. A beautiful figure emerged from the light. Huang Rong, gazing at the surrounding high-rises, was mesmerized, murmuring, "Where am I? What happened to me?"

Chapter Two.

Huang Rong slowly walked out of the alley, her mind filled with confusion: "How did I get here?" Suddenly, she remembered the light emanating from her chest earlier. She hurriedly took out her jade pendant and examined it closely. The once warm and lustrous jade pendant was now dull and lifeless. Huang Rong examined it repeatedly but couldn't find anything wrong. She thought the problem must lie with this jade pendant, but since she couldn't see it now, she would keep it and think about it more carefully later.

As she was thinking this, she was unaware that passersby were looking at her strangely. A stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in ancient costume, standing in the bustling city center, was bound to attract attention. Fortunately, a Dosplby competition had just been held that morning in front of a nearby shopping mall, so although passersby found it slightly odd, it didn't cause much of an impact.

Huang Rong looked up at the cars rushing by on the road, the tall buildings lining both sides, and the strange looks from the people around her. A headache washed over her. "What kind of world is this? What are all these things running around? I guess I need to ask someone. I wonder if they can understand me?" Seeing an old man standing by the roadside, she went over and asked, "Grandpa, where is this?" The old man looked at her and said, "This is Jiefang Road."

Every city in the country has a Jiefang Road; I guess Hangzhou has one too.

Huang Rong breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking he could understand her. She then asked, "Jiefang Road? I know there are 17 roads in the world, including Liangzhe East Road, Liangzhe West Road, and Jiangnan East Road. What is Jiefang Road?" The old man looked at Huang Rong strangely. "Miss, what are you talking about? I've never heard of any of those roads. Where are you from?" Afraid of arousing suspicion, Huang Rong thanked him and hurried away.

As dusk fell, Wang Xin, who rented a low-rise house, was cooking instant noodles when he suddenly felt a gentle tap on his back. Turning around, he saw a woman in a light green ancient costume standing behind him—it was Huang Rong.

It turned out that after leaving the old man, Huang Rong had been wandering aimlessly through the streets. Feeling hungry at dusk, she looked around and noticed Wang Xin's window was open. She decided to go in first, get some food, and find out where he was before making further plans.

Having made her decision, she slipped into Wang Xin's house.

Seeing such a beautiful woman standing before him, Wang Xin's heart fluttered. He smiled and asked, "Beautiful lady, is there something you need?" Huang Rong was about to answer when a thought struck her, and she said, "Robbery! Hand over all your money!" Wang Xin was taken aback, thinking to himself that while this woman was beautiful, she wasn't very bright. He said, "Miss, what are you joking about? I don't have time to play with you. If you want to rob someone, go rob a bank, don't cause trouble here." Huang Rong said seriously, "Who's joking with you? If you don't pay up, I won't be polite." After saying that, she aimed at a stool next to the table, put her strength into it, and slammed her right hand down. With a crack, the stool turned into a pile of wood chips.

Wang Xin, startled, took a step back and asked in a trembling voice, "You, you really want to rob me?" "Really!"

"After robbing me of my money, will you also rob me of my virtue?"

Huang Rong was furious. She thrust her right hand forward, releasing a burst of internal energy, and struck Wang Xin's chest. Wang Xin's body immediately flew backward. Then, Huang Rong grabbed Wang Xin's left wrist and twisted it forcefully. Wang Xin knelt on the ground in pain, crying out, "Heroine, be gentle, it hurts so much!" Huang Rong roared, "Hand it over or not, or I'll kill you!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xin cried out, "I'll hand it over, don't kill me! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child at home. I'll hand over the money right away." Hearing this, Huang Rong felt a sense of warmth, thinking that no matter where they were being robbed, they would say the same thing. She then released her grip.

After standing up, Wang Xin rubbed his wrist and stomach, thinking that this crazy woman was incredibly strong. She seemed to know martial arts. A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so I'll give her the money first and call the police after she leaves. So I took out my wallet, pulled out some money, and handed it to Huang Rong.

Huang Rong looked at it and saw it was just a few red pieces of paper. She frowned and asked, "What kind of money is this? Can I use it?" Wang Xin was momentarily stunned by the subtle charm in Huang Rong's furrowed brow, and immediately replied, "Yes, you can use it. I just got this." Taking the money, Huang Rong examined it carefully again, thinking that the money here was similar to the old paper money of the Song Dynasty, only much more beautifully printed.

Huang Rong then said, "Do you have anything to eat? Get me something." Wang Xin had no choice but to give Huang Rong the freshly cooked noodles. Huang Rong was already hungry and finished the bowl of noodles in no time. After finishing their meal, Huang Rong asked Wang Xin, "Where is this? What year is it?" Wang Xin's heart skipped a beat. She replied, "This is Hangzhou, and it's 2011. Miss, are you suffering from amnesia?" Huang Rong thought to herself, "I know nothing about this place. If someone asks me and I don't know anything, it might cause trouble. Pretending to have amnesia will cover it up." So she said, "That's right. I don't know how it happened, but I woke up here. I can't remember anything from before. Now I don't even know where I am." Wang Xin thought to herself, "So that's it. No wonder this woman is acting so strangely; she's got a mental problem.

This woman has such an elegant air. She must be rich. If I help her, she'll thank me properly after she regains her memory. Then I'll be rich! What if she's so moved that she offers herself to me..." Thinking this, she couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. So he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm here. My name is Wang Xin, and I love helping others. I'll help you. I heard that seeing familiar things can help people with amnesia regain their memories. Wait a moment." After saying this, Wang Xin went into the room and brought out a pile of books. "Flip through them and see if you can find anything familiar." Huang Rong flipped through the books and found that she didn't recognize many of the characters, so she asked Wang Xin.

Wang Xin slapped his forehead. "I know!"

Then he rushed into the room again, took out his laptop, switched the system to Traditional Chinese, opened a webpage, and handed it to Huang Rong. Huang Rong looked at it and said, "Ah, I recognize all these characters." "I understand, you must be an overseas Chinese, so you only recognize Traditional characters and not Simplified characters." Huang Rong didn't understand what "overseas Chinese" meant, or what Simplified and Traditional characters meant. So she claimed she had amnesia and couldn't remember.

Wang Xin then said to Huang Rong, "Why don't you stay at my place tonight? I have two rooms, one for each of us. Tomorrow I'll go to the police station to ask if there's any news, and I'll also buy you some clothes. You can use this computer for now, go online and see if you can find something that reminds you of something." "Go online? What's going online?"

Huang Rong asked. Wang Xin had no choice but to teach Huang Rong how to use the internet.

Fortunately, Huang Rong was naturally intelligent, and going online wasn't complicated. She learned how to use the internet in no time.

The next day, Wang Xin went out early in the morning. Huang Rong picked up the computer and tried to go online. Because she didn't know how to use the input method, she couldn't search. So Huang Rong kept clicking on various links, hoping to find some familiar information.

Because of her unfamiliarity with the interface, Huang Rong accidentally clicked on Wang Xin's bookmarks and opened a webpage. She immediately recognized it as a fraudulent novel called "The Misfortune of Madam Guo." As she read on, Huang Rong was secretly furious, but then thought she should see what it said before confronting Wang Xin. So she continued reading. Although Huang Rong was well-read, she had never seen such explicit erotic descriptions.

As she read, Huang Rong felt her body slowly heating up, and her lower body became wet with lustful fluids. Huang Rong's eyes were fixed on the screen, her right hand slipped inside her pants, and her fingers gently stroked her vulva. As she stroked, she fantasized about Lü Wende caressing her alluring body. As her fingers pressed against her vulva, the pressure gradually increased, and the sensation intensified: "Ah...ah..." Huang Rong's shoulders writhed like a child's. At this moment, Huang Rong felt her excitement rise to a terrifying level, and her vulva felt like it was on fire.

Then, Huang Rong's buttocks began to undulate like waves. Next, Huang Rong inserted her index and middle fingers into her vagina, slowly rubbing and pinching her clitoris with two fingers. The pearl-like clitoris was exposed, moist and light red with mucus.

The head of the clitoris was quite large, about the size of a red bean. Then, she pressed her fingertips on the clitoris and gently stroked it.

Mmm…so stimulating…

As she stroked it, Huang Rong fantasized about a thick penis ravaging her body. Her head tilted back, and the rubbing of her fingers and her fantasies gave her an intense pleasure.

Ah…how could it be so intense…so comfortable…

At this moment, her left hand, which had been still, also reached inside her clothes and began to gently caress her breasts. Huang Rong gently rubbed her breasts with her palm.

Huang Rong felt that her body might be particularly sensitive today. Gradually, Huang Rong changed from stroking to pinching her nipples. The pain from her nipples had turned into pleasure, and the pleasure directly affected her vulva. The fingers that had entered her vagina reached their deepest point, and at this point, the entire finger was completely inside the flesh cave. Her sexy legs were spread apart to an embarrassing degree. Huang Rong's fingers began to rotate, stirring the sensation inside her vagina, intensifying the pleasure.

She slowly increased the speed of the rotation, the sound of churning fluid filling her vaginal canal filling the air. Having no experience with masturbation, the pleasure of it almost made her faint. Her fingers began to slowly move in and out.

Ah! So good… ah…

her fingers slid smoothly, making a soft, squelching sound as they thrust in and out.

Just her fingers felt so good… If it were Brother Jing's penis, it would feel even better… ah… I want him inside me… It felt like something was gently exploding in her mind. Just then, a gush of fluid spurted from Huang Rong's vagina, and she climaxed.

Chapter 3

After a long while, Huang Rong finally recovered from the afterglow of her orgasm. Looking at the large amount of water on the floor, she blushed deeply.

She thought, "I never thought I could feel so good using my hand. It's no less pleasurable than when Brother Jing was working on me." But should she teach that brat Wang Xin a lesson? No, teaching him a lesson wouldn't be the same as telling him I'd seen his collection.

The thought of Wang Xin masturbating while reading articles with her as his target stirred a surge of heat within Huang Rong, and her desires rekindled. Realizing this was bad, Huang Rong immediately sat cross-legged, her palms facing upwards. She secretly channeled the techniques from the Nine Yin Manual's general principles. The Nine Yin Manual's general principles were incredibly profound, capable of transforming illusions encountered by cultivators into supernatural powers. Dealing with this minor arousal was a piece of cake. In no time, Huang Rong felt refreshed, her lust subsided. She stood up, glanced at the ground, frowned, and picked up a cloth to tidy up.

Before noon, Wang Xin returned home. Seeing that the house was spotless, he laughed happily, "Haha, this place has never been clean since I moved here. Looks like last night's visitor wasn't a female knight-errant, but a fairy godmother!" At this moment, Huang Rong came out of the room upon hearing the noise and looked at Wang Xin, asking, "Kid, is no one living here? Are you all alone? Where do you work?" "Work?"

Wang Xin was taken aback. "I guess I work. You're funny. I just graduated from university, sent out over a hundred resumes, applied to over a dozen companies, but didn't get any offers. Now I'm just doing odd jobs at a supermarket. I'm off work today." Although Huang Rong didn't fully understand his words, she knew that Wang Xin wasn't doing well.

"What about your parents?"

Huang Rong asked.

"My parents farm in our rural hometown. I can barely support myself now, how can I bring them here?" "Then why don't you go back to your hometown and live with your parents? It's better than being here without anyone to take care of you." After a moment of silence, Wang Xin replied, "My parents spent their life savings to send me to university. If I go back to farming, all their hard work will have been wasted. I swore that I would never go home until I made something of myself." "Haven't you seen your parents in a long time?"

"Yes, it's been two years."

Hearing this, Huang Rong couldn't help but think of herself: "My mother died early, and although my father is still alive, I've been accompanying Brother Jing to defend Xiangyang, so I haven't seen him for many years. Now that I've come to this world, I don't know if I'll have the chance to see him again. I also wonder if Brother Jing, Fu'er, Xiang'er, and Polu are doing well?" Thinking of this, Huang Rong felt a pang of sadness.

"I believe in you, you will definitely make something of yourself."

Having shared similar experiences, Huang Rong felt a surge of pity for Wang Xin and patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't talk about me," Wang Xin said. "Today I went to the police station to ask if there had been any recent disappearances of foreigners, but they hadn't heard a thing." "No way,"

Huang Rong thought to herself.

"By the way, what did you look at online today? Did you regain any memories?" Upon hearing this, Huang Rong couldn't help but inwardly scold, "What did you look at? Just those random articles you collected, and you couldn't help but..." After thinking for a moment, she replied, "It seems to have some effect. Although I still don't know where I'm from, I remembered my name." "Oh, what's your surname, Miss?"

"My surname is Huang, and my given name is Huang... Ying."

Huang Rong thought for a moment and replied, "Also, please don't call me Miss anymore. I'm older than you." Wang Xin looked at Huang Rong in surprise and said, "Really? You look at most twenty-two or twenty-three years old. How could you be older than me? I don't believe you." Every woman likes a man to praise her beauty, and Huang Rong was no exception. Hearing Wang Xin's words, she was secretly pleased and said, "Really, I not only remembered my name but also my age. I'm definitely older than you. How about you call me 'sister' and I'll call you 'brother' from now on?" Wang Xin thought that every woman would love to say she was younger, so she probably wasn't lying when she said she was older. So she called out, "Sister." Huang Rong had never had any brothers since she was little, so she was happy to suddenly have a younger brother. She said, "Little brother, if you ever need anything, just tell me. I'll definitely help you if I can." "Oh, right, sister,"

Wang Xin remembered something, turned around and picked up a few bags from the ground, handing them to Huang Rong. "These are clothes I bought this morning, and there's underwear in them too. Go try them on now to see if they fit. If they don't, I'll go change right away." Huang Rong took the clothes and went into the room. Wang Xin also turned around and turned on the TV. A little while later, Huang Rong came out after changing. Wang Xin glanced at her and immediately felt a fire ignite in her chest.

Huang Rong was wearing a white long-sleeved t-shirt. The smooth fabric clung to Huang Rong's alluring figure, her perfect curves incredibly tempting. The white fabric further accentuated Huang Rong's fair and soft skin. Since Huang Rong had never worn a bra, she wasn't wearing one. This made it seem as if her two full nipples had become slightly visible. She wore dark trousers, which made Huang Rong look both elegant and charming, yet also exuded a mature and sexy allure.

Huang Rong, holding a laptop, slowly walked to Wang Xin's side. She wanted to ask him if he knew Xiangyang or Guo Jing, but she was afraid that asking would arouse Wang Xin's suspicion and expose that she wasn't from this world. So she said to Wang Xin, "Little brother, I saw you typing and searching online. After losing my memory, I completely forgot how to use these things. Can you teach me?" She handed the laptop to Wang Xin.

Because Wang Xin was sitting and Huang Rong was standing, she bent down slightly when handing over the laptop. Wang Xin looked up and saw that her neckline was wide open, revealing her fair breasts and cleavage, with a hint of red. He also smelled the unique fragrance of a mature woman.

Wang Xin stared for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up, feeling a burning desire within him. He quickly walked to the table, picked up a cup, and gulped down several mouthfuls of cold water, feeling his burning desire subside a little.

Little did he know that Huang Rong had already seen him peeking at what lay beneath her collar.

Wang Xin scratched his head: "No problem, I'll teach you after dinner." That afternoon, Wang Xin started teaching Huang Rong how to type Chinese on the computer, beginning with Pinyin input. Unexpectedly, Huang Rong had absolutely no foundation in this, and after a long time, she still hadn't memorized all 26 letters of the Pinyin.

Having no other choice, Wang Xin switched to Wubi input, which Huang Rong learned very quickly. In less than two hours, she could type slowly.

After dinner, the two returned to their respective rooms. Once in his room, Wang Xin picked up one of his treasured magazines. Looking at the semi-nude beauties in the magazine, Wang Xin recalled the erotic scene he had seen at noon.

He imagined stripping Huang Rong naked, his hands kneading her full breasts, their shape changing in his hands. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take off his pants and began to stroke his already erect penis.

While stroking it, he fantasized about the naked Huang Rong writhing beneath him, her beautiful face displaying a wanton expression, seemingly begging him to attack even more fiercely. He groaned as he thrust, "Fuck... I'll fuck... I'll fuck you to death, you little bitch..." Unconsciously, he quickened his thrusts, a surge of pleasure filling his brain, and with a "plop," he ejaculated a thick stream of semen.

Meanwhile, Huang Rong, in her room, stared at the computer screen, thinking about how Wang Xin usually made love to her while looking at his collected fantasies on the computer. She also recalled the lewd expression on Wang Xin's face when he stared at her chest at noon, and the desire she had suppressed that morning reignited, becoming even more intense.

Huang Rong took off her clothes and massaged her breasts. Soon, she felt a throbbing pain in her nipples. She pinched them hard with her thumb and forefinger, a sharp pain shooting through her nipples, followed by a surge of intense pleasure. Huang Rong kept squeezing her nipples, moaning softly.

She couldn't distinguish between pleasure and pain anymore. Then, her other hand reached down to her genitals, finding her swollen vulva already wet and sticky. She inserted two fingers into her honeypot, and as she probed deeper, she felt her fingers tightly enveloped by layers of warm, tender flesh, writhing and clinging to it.

Huang Rong fantasized that Wang Xin would burst into his room, roughly strip her naked, and then lash her beautiful body with his burning hot penis. Her fingers moved rapidly in and out of her vagina. Suddenly, Huang Rong's entire body trembled and shuddered, and a gush of lustful fluid, filled with the scent of a beautiful, mature woman, instantly soaked her fingers inside her vagina—she had reached orgasm.

The next morning, after getting up, Huang Rong left her room and saw Wang Xin eating breakfast in the living room. She felt somewhat uneasy. Fortunately, Wang Xin had to go to work and hurriedly left after breakfast. This relieved her.

"What's wrong with me? I masturbated twice yesterday, and the second time, I wasn't thinking about Brother Jing. I can't keep thinking like this. I need to go online quickly, learn about this world, and check on Brother Jing and Xiangyang." Several days passed, and Huang Rong learned through the internet that the Southern Song Dynasty had perished over 700 years ago, and Guo Jing and her children had long since turned to dust. However, she still couldn't find any information about the jade. She also didn't know how to return to her era. Nevertheless, her understanding of this era was growing.

These past few days, Wang Xin had frequently asked Huang Rong how her recovery was going, but Huang Rong tried to avoid meeting him except during mealtimes to avoid embarrassment. She always answered that she was making progress when he asked. Wang Xin knew that recovering memories wasn't something that could be done in a day or two, so he wasn't too concerned.

That day, while having dinner, Wang Xin received a phone call. After hanging up, he looked at Huang Rong and said to her, "You're coming out with me tomorrow." ***In this novel, Huang Rong may experience sexual desire, but she won't be a slut who wants to sleep with anyone who sees a penis. She may be sexually assaulted, but she will never be a sex slave. She will use her martial arts and wisdom to solve problems; she will never be coerced. This is the female knight-errant in my heart.

Chapter Four

(For some reason, I got carried away and wrote it in the first person. It was so difficult to write. Later, I wanted to revise it, but my laziness kicked in. Please don't be angry, dear readers.)

"Huh? What's wrong?"

I hadn't left Wang Xin's house since arriving. Why did he want me to go out with him after receiving a phone call?

"Oh, it's like this. The police just called and said that the wife of a Taiwanese boss in Shanghai has gone missing. Didn't I go to the police station last time to inquire about missing overseas Chinese? The police have filed a report. Tomorrow we're going to see photos to identify her." "You told the police about what happened with you?"

"No, I told them I saw a woman who seemed to be a foreigner, and she seemed to have amnesia. I told them the other day that I didn't know where you were. I was thinking of going together tomorrow, just in case it's you, wouldn't that be better?" "No."

I thought to myself, "This police station is similar to the old-fashioned police station in the yamen, but it's much more powerful. These past few days, I've seen news reports about police stations solving major cases. What if they're really that powerful? I'll let them discover my true identity after just a few words. Who knows what they'll do to me once they know I don't belong to this era? I can't take that risk." "Brother, these past few days I've felt..." My memory is returning a little. Although I still can't remember where I'm from, I'm sure I'm not Taiwanese. Someone like me with amnesia and no identification will definitely be sent to the hospital by the police, and I hate hospitals the most. I feel uncomfortable as soon as I enter one. So I won't go tomorrow.” “Okay then,”

Wang Xin said, “I'll go to the police station tomorrow and tell them I made a mistake, that should be fine.” “Thank you.”

I was happy and reached out to hold Wang Xin's hand: “Next time you have trouble, tell your sister, and I'll definitely help you.” The moment I held his hand, I felt it tremble slightly, and then his face turned bright red.

Seeing this, I chuckled inwardly. This guy seems pretty lecherous, but I didn't expect him to be so shy.

“Never mind,”

I thought for a moment and said, “I've been at home these past few days, I'm so bored. I'll go out with you tomorrow, maybe I'll remember something. Of course, I won't go into the police station, I'll wait for you at the door.” “Okay, then let's go first thing tomorrow morning,”

Wang Xin replied, blushing.

The next morning. I changed into a light-colored shirt and blue jeans, letting my long, black hair fall over my shoulders. I looked at myself in the mirror again and again. Hmm, not bad, my attire is no different from that of people in this era.

After I went out, Wang Xin walked ahead of me, his head swaying from side to side, looking around furtively. Seeing him like that, I couldn't help but laugh. The way the kid was looking me up and down, as if he was afraid others would find out I was staying at his house, made me laugh.

His house wasn't far from the bus stop; it was just a short walk. At the stop, I asked him curiously, "Didn't you say taking a taxi is more comfortable than taking the bus? Why didn't you take a taxi?" He immediately exclaimed, "Sis, I'm poor, so poor! I only make less than two thousand yuan a month, and I have to pay all sorts of fees. And with you at home, someone who just eats and doesn't work, where am I supposed to get the money for a taxi? We're lucky we didn't have to walk!" "Oh?"

I tapped him on the forehead with my middle finger. "You think your sister is superfluous, huh?" "No, no, sis, you can stay as long as you want. I was just joking." "Good for you."

The bus arrived shortly after. It wasn't crowded. After finding a seat, I started pointing out the window like a curious child, asking all sorts of questions. Wang Xin, thinking I wanted to quickly regain my memory, patiently answered all my questions.

I looked around and noticed the other passengers were giving me strange looks. I knew they were wondering why I didn't understand anything. Hmph, pretend I didn't see it.

Luckily, we arrived at the station quickly, and Wang Xin and I got off the bus as fast as we could, which made me feel less awkward.

We walked slowly through two streets and arrived at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau.

"Sister, I'll go in first. Wait for me here for a while, don't go away." After saying that, Wang Xin went into the Public Security Bureau.

Standing on the street, I looked at everything around me. What kind of world is this? Look at these tall buildings, look at the surging crowds on the street. This city must be the old Lin'an City. When Jing-gege and I came to Lin'an, it was nowhere near as prosperous as it is now.

Looking around, I noticed that the men passing by were all secretly looking at me. I couldn't help but feel secretly proud. It seems that no matter the era, my charm is still so great. Back in Xiangyang City, I don't know how many young men were secretly glancing at me when I walked down the street.

At this moment, two young girls walked by from the side.

"Huh? Why are there more people peeking at them than at me? Humph, all they're wearing is a little less clothing, their skirts are a little shorter, and they're showing a little more chest. Sigh, men." I thought to myself, "I wonder if Brother Jing would peek at them if he were here? No, Brother Jing only has eyes for me." Just then, Wang Xin ran out of the police station.

"Did you talk to them all?"

I asked.

"Yes, I said I made a mistake. That person wasn't a foreigner, and their family has taken them away." "Didn't they blame you?"

"No, the police even said I was quick-witted and knew to report things. By the way," Wang Xin said, "where do we go now that we've finished?"

I thought for a moment, "The underwear you bought me last time was too small. I want to buy a few more." "Okay."

Wang Xin thought for a moment, "There's a big shopping mall up ahead, let's go there." So I went to the mall with her. When we got to the underwear counter, Wang Xin gave me some money and said, "Sis, you go in and buy it yourself. Once you've chosen, the sales assistant will tell you how to pay. After you're done, wait for me at the bottom of the stairs. I'm going to check out the electronics section. The iPod 2 is out; even if I can't afford it, it'll be nice to play around with it." Then she ran off.

I wandered around for a bit and walked into a Triumph counter. The sales assistant immediately came up to me.

"Miss, are you buying underwear?"

"Yes, but I don't know what size I need."

Hearing this, the sales assistant immediately took out a tape measure and measured me.

"Wow, miss, with your bust size, you should wear at least an E cup." She then pulled out a bra. "This is our new style; wearing it will accentuate your alluring figure." She looked at me enviously and said, "Miss, there are so few beauties like you with such a slim waist and such a large bust. If you wore this, I don't know how many men would be captivated." "Let me try it on." I picked up

the bra and went into the fitting room. In the fitting room, I took off my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. Although I was over thirty, my body was still very well-maintained. My slender waist had no excess fat, and my firm breasts showed no signs of sagging. I touched my breasts; they were soft, smooth, and full of elasticity.

I thought, "Jing-gege loves my breasts the most. Every time we make love, he touches and squeezes them, and licks and sucks them endlessly. Moreover, my erogenous zones seem to be in my breasts; every time Jing-gege plays with them, it excites me greatly." Thinking of this, I felt my breasts swell up again.

I immediately activated the Nine Yin Manual, and after a week of practice, I felt my body return to calm.

"What am I thinking about?"

I wondered to myself. "Trying on underwear and I'm thinking so much? Looks like I'm missing Jing-gege too much." After putting on the underwear, I looked in the mirror. Not bad, with the bra on, my already ample breasts appeared even fuller, and the cleavage was made even deeper. I looked at myself with satisfaction. After asking the waiter for the receipt and paying, I put it on directly.

Reaching the stairwell, Wang Xin hadn't arrived yet. I looked around and saw quite a few people gathered around several tables, so I curiously went up to take a look.

我敲了敲他的脑袋：「小色狼，看什麽呢，小心眼珠子调出来。」王欣痛苦的摸了摸额头：「姐，我可不是色狼，是你太性感了。下次你要在这样穿，小心我真的化身为狼。」「化身为狼？」

我冷笑着看看王欣：「好啊，姐这几天正好手痒，你化个试试看，也让我活动活动筋骨。」「玩笑，纯粹是玩笑。」

王欣汕汕的一笑：「对了姐，你还买了化妆品？你哪儿来的钱？」「咦，你也失忆了吗？你前几天不是刚被我打劫过？」王欣一听，抱头靠墙做痛苦状。我拍了拍他的头，开心的笑了起来。

突然间，我感到来到这个世界后我心中的那些不安，迷茫，彷徨等负面情绪仿佛都烟消云散了。

「未来的世界又怎样，我是聪明绝顶的黄蓉，没什麽能难得倒我，我一定能在这个世界好好的生存下去的。靖哥哥，我一定会想办法回到你的身边的，蓉儿发誓。」

第五章

自从那天出去以后，黄蓉心态发生了很大的改变，她不再整天躲在房间里，脸上的笑容多了起来，看到王欣也有说有笑，不再回避他了看到黄蓉的变化，王欣心里也十分高兴。

为了尽快的适应这个社会，黄蓉疯狂的吸取各种知识，不到一个月，黄蓉便可以不依靠王欣的帮助而熟练的操作电脑及家里的家用电器。而且简体字的阅读对黄蓉来说也不再成为障碍。

黄蓉也时常走出家门并与别人聊天，因为她深知只有多与别人沟通才能顺利的融入这个社会。

自从黄蓉在小区后，小区里的色狼们都惊为天人，纷纷把黄蓉设为心目中的女神。每当黄蓉出门散步，总有不少人上来搭汕，有的要请黄蓉喝茶，有的要给黄蓉送花，不过黄蓉对这些人的骚扰都不假颜色，严词拒绝。

这些人又改向王欣打听黄蓉的情况，王欣便说黄蓉是他的远房表姐，来他家小住一段时间，并推说黄蓉已经结婚了，虽然这是真的。这帮色狼听到这个消息后个个捶胸顿足，纷纷大叹生不逢时。也不知黄蓉的出现，增加了小区里多少家庭的内裤清洗工作。

当然，增加清洗工作的也包括王欣。自从住到他家后，王欣便被黄蓉所深深的吸引，她那绝美的容貌，完美的身材，有如幽兰独放的气质，都让王欣心动不已。每次靠近黄蓉，闻到她身上熟女独有的肉香，他都会忍不住把手伸进内裤掳动两下鸡巴。

虽然黄蓉与王欣便的有说有笑起来，但王欣却再不能偷窥到黄蓉了。以黄蓉那身卓绝的武功，每当王欣的眼神瞟向黄蓉的领口内时黄蓉总是能立刻感应到。

这时，她便会伸出中指在王欣的脑门上一弹。

要知道，桃花岛的弹指神通可是天下一绝，每次被弹到，王欣总是抱着脑袋满地打滚。虽然知道他做戏的成分居多，但每次看到王欣的样子，黄蓉总是忍不住开心的笑起来。能看到心中女神欢乐的样子，王欣也十分高兴。因此虽然经常被弹，王欣的偷窥大业倒也从未间断过。

五个多月过去了，此时的黄蓉已经彻底的融入了这个社会，现在的她，不但能熟练的运用个种现代化的工具，还能写一手漂亮的硬笔字。为了将来生活更加方便，她还去了趟派出所，办了一张身份证。当然，这中间少不了移魂大法的帮助。

一日，黄蓉在家中看一本名为《中国社会科学》的杂志，她看到了其中一篇浙江大学历史系胡教授发表的名为《南宋地方财政史研究》的文章。看过后，她感觉意犹未尽，便抬手写了一篇《南宋地方财政史研究补》的文章并发到了《中国社会科学》的杂志。

不料几天后，胡教授看到了这篇文章，他不禁为文章作者的才华所拜服。他立刻放下手中的事物，从北京赶到了杭州。

见到黄蓉后，胡教授大吃一惊，没想到文章的作者居然是一个如此貌美如花的女子。黄蓉自小博览群书，经史子集无一不通。再加上她掌握了很多由于战乱及各种运动而遗失的珍贵资料。因此一番长谈后，胡教授立刻赶回了学校，找到了李校长，并要求立刻把黄蓉招进学校来。

「这不太好吧。」

李校长为难的说道：「这个叫黄莺的人连大学都没上过。又没有在任何权威刊物上发表过什麽有影响力的文章，就这麽招进来视乎不太妥当。」啪的一声，胡教授愤怒的一拍桌子：「黄莺这人我见过，她对两宋史的研究无人能及，连我这个宋史专家都比不上。而且她还拥有深厚的国学底蕴。这样的人才不招你要怎样的人？整天文凭资历资历文凭。」「我要的是真真的人才。我的课题需要这样的人才。当年钱钟书数学十五分都能被清华破招，我们现在这点魄力都没有了吗？你要是不招，这个教授我也不干了，反正北大也邀请我好几次了。」胡教授愤怒的狂吼着，李校长被喷了一脸的吐麽星子。他举手投降道：「好了，好了，你是历史研究所的所长，你想要谁就要谁吧。你去打个报告，手续我来个你办。」一听这话，胡教授开心的拍了拍李校长的肩膀：「老李啊，这就对了嘛，搞科研就是要有魄力才行啊。」李校长只好揉揉肩头，苦笑几声。

胡教授再次找到了黄蓉，黄蓉听到这个消息也非常高兴，立刻答应了胡教授的邀请成为了胡教授的科研助手。王欣知道后也为黄蓉感到高兴，并买了一部手机作为礼物送给黄蓉。

浙大来了个绝代佳人，这个消息引得校园内那帮青春期的学生们雄性激素迸发。许多男生都跑到历史系的楼前晃悠以期能看到黄蓉。不过这股热潮没多久便消散了。原来黄蓉的主要工作就是帮胡教授进行科研课题的分析与研究。

只有在胡教授外出时才偶尔帮他带一下课。学生们许久看不到黄蓉，自然热情慢慢消失。

黄蓉不知道的是，每当她上课时。总有一双猥琐的目光盯着她。这是一个叫欧晓明的学生。他是浙大的篮球特招生。从小父亲就去世了，一直是由母亲带大的，因此，向黄蓉这种散发着成熟风韵的女子，对他有着莫大的吸引力。每当他上课时看着黄蓉那高耸的胸前，浑圆的臀部是，总不禁在心中狠狠的想到：「总有一天，你会躺在老子的胯下，向老子痛哭求饶才是。」这天，办公室内非常安静，空空荡荡的只听到书页哗哗的翻动声。黄蓉正在查阅资料时突然电话铃声响起。黄蓉一看，原来是王欣打来的。

「姐。」

电话那头传来了王欣兴奋的声音：「我的简历被xx集团公司看中了，并且已经通过了面试。下周我就要去新公司上班了。」「好，祝贺你了。」

黄蓉也开心的说道：「今天晚上我早点回去做几个好菜给你庆祝一下。」下午黄蓉早早的买好菜回了家。不久王欣就回到了家中，看到王欣回来，黄蓉便进了厨房做起菜来。不久，一桌香气四溢的菜便呈现在了王欣的眼前。

坐下后，王欣拿出了一瓶白酒并且打开：「姐，这酒是我特地买的，自从你来了后，我还从来没和你喝过酒呢。」「好，今天姐被你喝几杯。」

说完，黄蓉把王欣和她的酒杯都倒满了。

「来。」

黄蓉举起酒杯：「先恭喜你找到了理想的工作，只要你扎扎实实的工作，姐敢保证你一定能很快就把你父母接过来安享晚年的。」「争取吧。」

王欣挠了挠头说道：「现在大公司竞争也很激烈，我还不知道能不能在公司生存下去呢。」「姐相信你一定能行。别忘了，姐和你说说过，只要有困难就和姐说，姐一定会帮你想办法的。」说完边一仰头，把一杯酒喝了下去。

可能是从没喝过这麽高度数的酒，当一杯下肚后，一抹娇美的红艳爬上了黄蓉的脸庞，看着美艳的黄蓉，王欣心中不由一动，不禁想到：「姐好美啊，如果能和她春宵一度那该有多好。不行，姐对我那麽好，我怎麽能想那种事。」想到这，他立刻把杯中的就喝了下去。

不一会功夫，两人就把瓶中的五两酒都喝完了。或许是酒精的作用，王欣看着黄蓉那绝美的脸庞，性感的双唇，他感到一股欲火在胸中慢慢的生成。特别是因为热而解开了一颗扣子的衬衣内那呼之欲出的饱满双峰与被胸罩挤压出来的那深不可测的乳沟，都撩拨的王欣不能自给。

「不管了。」

王欣暗道：「今晚一定要一亲芳泽，好好享用一下黄姐那迷人的肉体，不然就太对不起自己了。」想到这里，王欣便悄悄的溜进房间，找了一本珍藏多年的日本a片。回到客厅后，他便对黄蓉说：「姐，这是我刚买来的片子，不如我们一起看碟片吧。」「好吧。」

黄蓉并没有多想，便坐到了沙发上。

「咦，这是一部日本片嘛。」

黄蓉说道：「还好我懂日语，不然还真看不懂。」原来在南宋时，倭国与大宋海上往来繁多，经常有倭国人遭遇海上风暴流落到东海桃花岛上，久而久之，黄蓉也就学会了日语。

只见此时黄蓉软软的躺在沙发上，迷人的小嘴半开半合，沉重的呼吸声老远就能听到。她腿上的长裤已经被拖下，两只手放在内裤上来回的揉动阴唇。沙发已被小穴里流出来的淫水弄湿了一大片。

原来，黄蓉正值虎狼之年，她已有近半年没有过过性生活了，虽然偶尔手淫一下，但这又怎及得上肉棒插入小穴中那畅快的感觉呢。再加上酒精的催情作用及电视上那肉与肉激烈搏杀时发出的淫声浪语，终于激发出黄蓉压抑了半年之久的情欲。

王欣一看，大喜过望，他脱光了身上的衣裤，悄悄的关好门窗后慢慢的走到黄蓉的身后，轻轻的叫了声：「姐，黄姐。」此时的黄蓉脑海中一片空白，那还能理会王欣的呼喊。

王欣一喜，便说：「姐，累了吧，我帮你捏捏。」说完，便把手放在黄蓉的双肩上捏了起来，而黄蓉却只能用嗯嗯的声音来回答。

王欣一边捏一边站在沙发后从上往下看去，黄蓉敞开的衬衣内大半的乳球都露了出来。王欣看到此景只觉得浑身燥热，口干舌燥。心一横，便把双手伸进了黄蓉的衣领内，在裸露出来的乳肉外围慢慢的按捏。

「别，别摸那，我是你姐。」

黄蓉感到那双手慢慢的向乳房上摸了过去，便急忙说道。

「姐，我只是帮你按摩按摩，不要紧张，放松。」王欣说道。

「没事，弟弟只是要帮我按摩。如果我现在拒绝，反而会让他难过。」黄蓉心里自我解释道。

渐渐地，黄蓉感到王欣的双手已经占据了越来越多的乳肉，甚至已经达到了胸罩边缘，快要深入里面了，此时的黄蓉，也不知是希望王欣就此住手好呢，还是希望他采取更进一步的措施。

突然间，王欣的双手伸进了胸罩内，一只手一个捏住了黄蓉那胸前的丰盈。

在捏住黄蓉那一堆软滑有充满弹性的乳房时，王欣那早已勃起的鸡巴猛的一抖，一股淫水从马眼中慢慢流了出来。

「拿，拿出来。」

黄蓉立刻叫到，只是，此时她的反抗声是那麽的软弱。

王欣不理黄蓉抗议，继续玩弄着她的双乳，揉捏了几下后，他用双手大拇指与食指捏住黄蓉的两个乳头，用力的一按。

「啊……」

一阵混杂着疼痛与欢愉的巨大感觉充斥了黄蓉的全身。

王欣俯下身子，添了一下黄蓉的耳垂：「姐，舒服吗？」「舒，舒服。」

不知是由于酒精的作用还是欲火的作用。黄蓉只感到随着王欣的揉捏，乳房处传来的一波又一波的快感冲击着她的大脑，让她丧失了思考的能力。

「姐，我来让你更舒服。」

说完他就把手从黄蓉衬衣的下方伸了进来，从背后捏住黄蓉的奶子并把黄蓉架了起来。此时的黄蓉已经软的像一滩稀泥一样，只能靠在王欣身上任由他摆弄。王欣用脚慢慢的把黄蓉的内裤向上拉起踩了下去，又用一只手把衬衣脱下丢到地上。

黄蓉那完美无瑕的胴体，顿时出现在王欣的眼前。王欣又用力把黄蓉乳罩扯掉，一对丰满硕大的奶子不停的晃动着露出见人。

这时的黄蓉，已经是全身赤裸。他双手不停的揉捏住黄蓉的美乳，时而用手指轻轻转动那深红色的乳晕，时而用力掐捏她的乳头。

黄蓉的双腿紧紧的夹着，嘴里也在呻吟着：「噢噢……噢噢噢……噢……」王欣一只手搓揉着黄蓉的两只大奶，一手伸到下面，在小穴的周围来回的抚摸。黄蓉被挑逗的进入忘我的地步，「啊……啊啊……啊……啊啊……」的呻吟声吟声也越来越大。当王欣把手伸进黄蓉的阴唇，以手指抠挖她那肥美多汁的浪穴时，黄蓉的双腿张的更开，好让王欣的手指挖的更深入。

王欣转到了黄蓉的身前吻住了她的香唇，而黄蓉的香舌也伸进王欣的口中，两条舌头缠绕在一起。接着，王欣的嘴离开了黄蓉迷人的小嘴，吸允起了她的双乳，一边吸允还一边口齿不清的说：「嗯！香！嗯！柔软！真好吃！」而他双手也没闲着，一只手在揉捏黄蓉空出来的那个乳房，另一只手则用中指与食指插进了黄蓉的骚穴中，弄得黄蓉不停的浪叫着：「啊啊……啊……用力啊……用力……快……不要……停……舒服……死……使……使劲……」王欣一看时机成熟，便站起身来，把黄蓉放在沙发上，瓣开黄蓉的双腿，准备把肉棒插入那淫水四溅的小穴中。

正在这时，或许是因为小区的路被堵住了，窗口传来了两声响亮的喇叭声，这两声犹如惊雷般在黄蓉心头响起。

「我这是怎麽啦？」

一抬头，看见王欣的肉棒已抵在小穴口直欲插入，黄蓉一抬手，一记劈空掌拍出，王欣大叫一声便倒退着飞了出去。黄蓉走近一看，已然晕了过去。

在卫生间里，黄蓉在淋蓬头下使劲的搓洗着身子：「我，我居然让靖哥哥以外的男人摸遍了全身，还差点失去了贞操。」先到这里，黄蓉忍不住掩面痛哭。

第二天清晨，朝阳洒进了窗户里，照在了王欣的身上，王欣揉了揉头，只觉得口渴欲裂。

「姐，姐。」

王欣大叫两声，见没任何反应，他抬头一看，桌上有一张纸。

王欣弟弟，谢谢你这几个月以来对我的照顾，来到你家后给你增添了许多的麻烦，而且也没帮上什麽忙，真的非常抱歉。昨晚的事姐不怪你，姐知道你是酒后一时冲动。但姐却无法再面对你了。因此，姐将搬离这里，请不要来找姐了，来了我也不会见你，但你要记住，你永远是姐的好弟弟。黄莺。

看完这封信，王欣的脸上露出了痛苦的表情，两行眼泪从眼角流了下来。

「姐……」

第六章

九月的的杭城虽然已经进入了秋季，但秋老虎任然施虐在城市的上空。

下午2点，刚刚开学的浙大校园内静悄悄的，似乎连小鸟也不愿在这样的天气下活动。

我走在校园内的柏油路上，虽然一直沿着路边的树荫走，但依然汗流峡背。

「这该死的天气。」

我擦了擦汗，忍不住咒骂到。

哦，忘了自我介绍了，我叫陈波，今年三十岁，是浙大历史系最年轻的博导。本来在两个月前。我有一个出国进修的机会，可是，胡教授新招的助理黄莺却在那时走进了我的心房。见到她的第一眼，我便被她深深的迷住了，我知道我爱上了她。为此我放弃了这个机会，就是为了能离她近一点。

「陈教授。」

从路边上传来了一声叫喊。我转头一看，一个五十多岁的微胖妇女站在旁边。

她姓徐，我们都叫他徐姐。她是学校后勤处的。徐姐为人很热情，就是说话有些萝嗦，又有些八卦。

「有什麽事吗徐姐？」

我问道。

「你们历史系有个叫欧晓明的学生你知道吗？」「欧晓明？」

我想了想：「哦，有些印象，他是个很孤僻的孩子，平时好像不大与别人说话，朋友也不多。」其实，欧晓明留给我最深刻的印象就是他那高大的身材，在历史系那帮文科生中，绝对是鹤立鸡群，就连我这一米八零的身高，站他面前也要矮一个头。

「听说他还是个篮球健将，是校队的主力成员。」「对，对，就是他。」

徐姐说道：「你知道吗，他妈妈在开学前出车祸去世了，可怜的孩子啊，听说他父亲早就去世了，现在妈妈也走了，家里有没有其他亲戚。以后可怎麽过啊，你是不知道一个孤儿苦啊，想当年……」徐姐的话我没听进去，因为我突然想到一个好主意，便推说还有事离开了徐姐。

往前走了几步，我摸出电话，拨通了一个号码。

「喂，黄助理吗？我陈波啊。啊，你知道我们系一个叫欧晓明的学生吗？对啊，是的。你知道吗？他妈妈出车祸去世了，是啊，真的很意外。嗯，我也是这个意思，我认为系里应该去人安慰安慰他，顺便问问他有什麽需要帮助的。我想安慰这种事还是有个女同志在场比较合适，对，所以我打电话给你。」「嗯，好的好的，没问题，他住哪我去问一下徐姐。好那我们明天下午三点求是楼门口见，再见。」挂了电话，我心里异常开心，明天就能和我的女神单独一起出门，想想就让人兴奋。

第二天下午，我早早的就穿了一身笔挺的西装站在求是楼前。三点不到，从远处走来一个身姿曼妙的女子，她自然就是我的女神黄蓉。她今天穿了件高衩旗袍，那完美的身形立刻被体现的淋漓尽致。

再看她那鹅蛋小脸、吹弹可破的肌肤上化了淡淡的面妆，真是迷死人了，当然，她最吸引我的还是她那一双足以勾人魂魄的媚眼，每次看到我都忍不住深陷进去。她那如出水芙蓉般的气质，让人不由得生出只可远观而不可亵玩的感觉。

「黄助理，你今天可真漂亮。」

我衷心的说道。

「谢谢。」

她淡淡的对我说道。

唉，我心里叹了口气道。不知为什麽，除了胡教授外，黄蓉对所有的男同胞都非常的冷淡，至今我都没看到她对我笑过。

欧晓明租住在离学校不远的地方，我驱车一会儿就到了他家。他家门没锁，刚一进门，一股恶臭就迎面扑来。抬眼看去，家里又脏又乱，桌子上堆满了垃圾和烟灰。欧晓明躺在床上，双目无神。但我似乎看到他在看见黄蓉进来时眼睛里闪过一丝精光。

黄蓉看到这个情况，叹了口气，也没多说什麽便收拾了起来，我一看，也立刻过去帮忙。不一会，家里就收拾干净了。

收拾完后，黄蓉斜坐在欧晓明床前与他交谈起来。听着黄蓉温柔的与欧晓明的聊天，我不禁暗想，这才是我爱的人那，不光美丽，还那麽温柔。

咦，欧晓明这小子的眼神在往哪瞟，那不是旗袍的开衩出吗？还好房间里光线昏暗，应该看不到里面。不然，我非要好好教训教训这小子。

我和黄蓉对欧晓明进行了一番劝慰，跟他说有困难就找我们，并留了一些钱后就离开了他家。在路上，我看黄蓉的心情似乎有些不佳便问她：「黄助理，怎麽了？看上去心情好像不太好啊。」「没事，只是看到欧晓明的情况让我想起了我自己。」「怎麽？黄助理的家人也都去世了？」

「那倒不是，我的丈夫和父亲都还健在。」

丈夫？我听到这话如五雷轰顶：「你，你已经结婚了？」「是啊，已经结婚好多年了。」

或许是想到了她的丈夫，我的女神脸上流露出了幸福的表情。

看到这表情，我的心中一阵酸楚，为什麽这幸福的表情不是因为我而露出。

「那你丈夫在哪？什麽时候让我也认识认识。」听到这，她脸上一暗：「我现在也不知道他在哪。但我相信我一定能再见到他的。」她的丈夫失踪了？忽然，我感到一缕阳光照进了我的心中。

「我还有机会。」

我暗暗想到：「她的丈夫不在她的身边，慢慢的感情肯定会淡下来，以我的才学与魅力，一定能夺得她的芳心，就算她丈夫回来也没用，谁也不能抢走我的女神。」我默默的发誓。

可能真的是上天眷顾，一个星期后，胡教授把我和黄莺叫到了他的办公室。

「小陈，小黄。把你们叫来是有这麽个事。」

胡教授说道：「杭州市政府要开始南宋皇城二期的发掘工作。本来应该是由我来主持的，可是不巧上个月我体检查出有严重的心脏病。需要住院治疗。学校方面已不准我参加这次工作。为了这我都差点和老李翻脸。算了，他们也是为了我好。我现在已经推荐由你们两个接替我组织这次发掘工作。小陈啊，小黄是个女同志，你要好好照顾她啊。明天开始你就到我办公室上班吧。」「没问题，胡教授你放心。」

我一阵心花怒放：「您老好好的休息休息，养好身体，工作的事交给我们。」胡教授又交代了一番后我们俩便离开了。

「黄助理，你看你叫我陈教授，我叫你黄助理，多别扭，不如你叫我小陈，我叫你小黄吧。」「好。」

黄蓉干脆的答应了。

「那我们先回去准备一下资料，明天下午还要去市里开个会。」第二天在办公室，我看着桌对面的正低头翻阅资料的黄蓉，心潮澎湃，激动不已：「感谢苍天，感谢大地。给了我这麽好的一个机会。如果不把握住我就太对不起你们了。」下午，我和黄蓉到了市委，和项目的各个组长开了个会，在会上我惊讶的发现，传闻中的历史天才真不是吹的，他似乎对南宋皇城研究的很深，真不知道她那些资料是从哪来的。

会一直开到晚上七点才结束。散会后，我和黄蓉漫步在灯火辉煌的街头。看着边上的美人，我不禁想到要是她能挽着我的胳膊，依偎在我肩上与我漫步街头那该有多好啊。

正想着，突然看到对面走来了几个染着各种颜色头发的人，看他们那流里流气的样子就知道他们是些小流氓。其中一个绿头发的看到了黄莺，眼中一亮，便说道：「老大，你看那边那个钮正不正点？」「正点，正点。」

那个红头发的看着黄蓉淫笑阵阵，口水都流了出来。

那几个人迅速的围了上来，我一看，立刻站在了黄莺的身前，对她说：「放心，有我在，不要怕。」说实话，那几个家伙挺强壮的，手里似乎又拿着家伙，我也心里发慌，但为了我的女神，我豁出去了。

忽然，我感到眼前一花，一个美妙的身影出现在了我的眼前，黄蓉她居然冲向了那群流氓，我刚要大声呼叫。

突然发现那个红头发的啊的一声，倒飞了出去。一阵眼花缭乱之后，那群流氓全倒在了地上。

「你，你好厉害。」

我吃惊的说道。

「没什麽，家学渊源，我从小习武而已。对了。」她对我嫣然一笑：「刚才谢谢你了。」

天哪，她对我笑了。我的女神对我笑了。有机会，我一定还有机会。

那天之后，我们的关系似乎有了进展，她也开始对我有了微笑。

国庆节那天，历史系与金融系一起办了个舞会。当然，黄蓉无疑是全场的焦点，不知有多少的男士上来邀请她跳舞，但都被她拒绝了。我走到他的身边，地上一杯红酒。

「怎麽了？看起来闷闷不乐的样子。」

「没什麽，只是看到这热闹的场景想起了我的家人，我的丈夫，如果他们能和我在一起，那该有多好。」我听到这，顿时妒火中烧，为什麽想着她的丈夫，从来没想到过我。我猛的喝了口酒，看着美艳的黄蓉。

忍不住问道：「小黄，我问你，假如，我只是假如，你丈夫不在了，或者是你丈夫永远也不能回到你身边了，你会接受别人的爱吗？譬如，我的。」「小陈。」

黄蓉那深邃的眼睛看着我：「我知道你对我的心，我谢谢你了。但在我心中，已经不可能有第二个人了。你不知道，我丈夫他并不聪明，傻傻的挺可爱，但在他身边我特别安心。他的话也不多，也不会什麽甜言蜜语，但和他在一起，我却觉得特别幸福。你不知道我和他是经历了多少挫折和磨难才能走到一起的，这份感情你是不会明白的。」说完，黄蓉站起身来，走出了舞厅。而我却呆呆的坐在凳子上，心如刀割。

突然我发现，在舞厅的角落里有一道阴险而又淫秽的目光紧紧的盯着黄蓉离去的身影。我再仔细一看，那道目光却没有了。我心里隐隐有种不安的感觉。

第七章

「你们这几个笨蛋。」

在一个小巷的角落里，欧晓明正对着几个人大声的吼道。那几个人头发染得花花绿绿的，一看便知道是几个小流氓。

「老大。」

其中一个红头发得人委屈的喊道：「不是我们没用，实在是那个女人太厉害了，你不是躲在角落里准备英雄救美吗，那你应该也看到了，那个女的绝对是个高手，估计老大你也不是她的对手。」「滚蛋。」

欧晓明一声叫，那几个混混立刻跑的无影无踪了。

「这肉看来不是那麽好吃的，不要紧，越辣我越喜欢，不过，看来要另想办法了。」欧晓明心里暗道。

自从那天黄蓉到他家里去过，欧晓明对黄蓉那邪恶的欲望便愈发高涨起来。

每天晚上，他都会对着偷拍的黄蓉照片打飞机。

但是他看过黄蓉的身手后便知道，想要依靠暴力得到黄蓉是很困难的。

开学后，由于胡教授生病在家休养，因此他的课，都是由黄蓉来代的。渐渐地，黄蓉发现偶欧晓明似乎在新的学期有了新的变化。他与其他同学的交流多了起来，其他老师反应他逃课的现想象少了很多，上课时也爱提问题了。黄蓉为他的变化感到高兴。

这天下课后，欧晓明跑到了黄蓉的面前：「黄老师，我有个问题想问你，是关于北宋与西夏关系史的。」「好，这样，你到我办公室来吧。」

说完，黄蓉便夹起了讲义，领着欧晓明向办公室走去。

在路上，欧晓明跟在黄蓉的身后，他看着黄蓉的纤纤细腰与浑圆的屁股随着步伐而轻轻摆动，一阵阵熟女的体香冲进了他的鼻孔。

「靠，走路都这麽诱惑人，干一炮得多销魂啊。」看着已经撑起了小帐篷的裤子，欧晓明邪恶的想到。

进了办公室，里面还有一个人。

「陈教授好。」

欧晓明恭敬地叫道。

「是我们的篮球健将啊。怎麽，有问题要问黄老师吗？」「是的，是有关宋夏两国关系史的。」

「不错，有问题尽管问，听说你最近的进步蛮大的，想必你妈妈的在天之灵也会感到高兴的把。」说完，陈波又对黄蓉说道：「小黄，市文物局要开个会，我先过去一下。」说完，便拿起包，离开了办公室。

解答完问题后，欧晓明并没有急着离开，而是看起桌上的材料。

「黄老师，听说你现在还要负责南宋皇城的开发工作，那一定很辛苦吧。」欧晓明问道。

「辛苦那是肯定的。所以你们要听话，不要让老师为你们操心。对了。」黄蓉问道：「你这样的运动健将，为什麽会选修历史呢？」「因为我从小就喜欢历史。我小时候的愿望是当一个考古学家呢。可惜我人比较笨，恐怕是没这个可能了。」「没关系，只要你努力，一定会成功的。」

黄蓉安慰道：「我认识一个人，他从小也不聪明，但他一直都非常的努力与刻苦，终于达到了许多比他聪明的人都达不到的高度。」「哦，他是谁，我认识吗？」

「你不认识，他是我丈夫。」

「啊，这钮已经有老公了。」

欧晓明心里想到：「真不知道那个混蛋这麽幸运，能把这麽极品的美钮天天压在身下玩，看我弄顶绿油油的帽子给你带带。」「如果黄老师你已经结过婚的消息传出去，学校里不知道有多少男人要伤心的想要自杀呢。我看陈教授看你的眼神就知道，他心中是爱死你了呢。」「小孩子别瞎说，哪有这种事。」

黄蓉嘴上说道，心里却在想：「是啊，这都怪我魅力太大。我已经和陈波说过我我结婚了，可看他看我那眼神，我就知道他还对我没有死心，看来要找个机会和他说明，让他死了这条心，也免得耽误了他的青春。」「对了黄老师，你先生现在也在杭州吗？什麽时候也让我瞻仰瞻仰。」「什麽瞻仰，小孩子不要乱说话，我丈夫他在很远的地方，我也很久没见他了，如果有机会，我一定让你见见他。」「妈的。」

欧晓明心里暗道：「原来她丈夫一直不在她身边，凭我的眼光，她一定是那种性欲旺盛的女人，真不知道她是这怎麽满足自己的。难道她和陈波有一腿？陈波那个小白脸能满足这种久旷怨妇？哼，我是小孩子？等我用大屌插进你的骚逼时，你就知道我是不是小孩子了。」随后的日子，欧晓明表现得越发像个乖孩子，他经常向黄蓉讨教各种问题，与黄蓉的关系也变得越来越好，有时候黄蓉，考虑到他家里的情况，还把他带到自己家里来吃饭。

欧晓明以为黄蓉久旷之身，自己只要随便勾引一下就可以成功。有一次他故意赤裸了上半身，露出自己强健的肌肉，没想到黄蓉却根本不为所动，连看都没有多看两眼。

欧晓明看着这个自己打又打不过，勾引又勾引不成功的女人，就好像猫吃不到腥一般心理直痒痒。

国庆的舞会上，欧晓明看着身穿米黄色低胸长裙的黄蓉那艳光四色的样子，特别是哪领口露出来的白花花的乳肉，都刺激的欧晓明欲火高涨。看到黄蓉与陈波交谈了几句离开了舞厅，他也快速的离开，回到家中后，他拿着从黄蓉家中偷来的胸罩，闻着胸罩上的阵阵乳香，他一边狠狠的打飞机，一边一个恶毒的计划在脑中慢慢诞生了。

陈波这几天有些感到心神不宁，舞会上的那一道目光总让他感到不安。

一天，他路过教室，黄蓉正在讲课。突然他发现一个人的目光与那晚舞会上的那道目光是何其相似。看过去，欧晓明死死地盯着黄蓉那高耸的双峰，那浑圆的屁股，那雪白的大腿。那目光就好像野兽，对，是野兽盯着猎物的表情。

陈波愈加的不安，他想提醒黄蓉，又怕自己没有什麽证据，说了黄蓉也不会相信，还会被他嘲笑，便一直没有告诉黄蓉。

一日，黄蓉看到欧晓明一天没来上课，心中有些疑惑，正准备下班后去他家看看，突然手机铃声响起。一看，是一个陌生的号码。

「为，你认识欧晓明吗？」

电话那头传来了一个声音。

「认识，我是他老师，什麽事？」

「欧晓明打伤了我两个弟兄，现在在我手上，我要求不高，带两万块钱医药费来。只准来一个人，不能报警，否则的话他少条胳膊少条腿的可别怪我。」「好，我答应你，他在哪？让我听听他的声音。」黄蓉焦急的问道：「黄老师，别来，危险。」

电话里传来了欧晓明的声音。

「听到没，下午4点半，在xx路有个烂尾楼，你到二楼等我电话。」说完，电话就被挂掉了。

黄蓉一看，已经是3点半了，就赶紧出门去银行取了钱后就赶到了烂尾楼。

但她不知，在她身后，悄悄的跟了一个身影。

4点半时，黄蓉的电话铃声响起。

「很准时吗，你钱带来了吗？」

「带来了，人呢？」

「放心，钱到手我立刻放人，胳膊和腿对我来说有没什麽用。你走到三楼，看到地上有一个箱子，箱子里有块黑布，你用黑布把眼睛蒙上，我不想让你看到我的样子。」黄蓉依言走到三楼并蒙上了眼角，她运内力与双耳倾听着四周的声音。

这时，一个人走了进来。黄蓉一听便知道对方只有一个人，顿时放下心来。

「你抓住这根棍子，我带你到欧晓明那，到时你把钱交给我就行了。」说完便往黄蓉手上递了一根棍子，黄蓉抓住棍子刚走了两步，就感到手上一麻，整个人便晕了过去。

这时，一个人从四楼走了下来：「明哥。」

拿棍子的人叫到：「你交代的是都做完了。」

说完，他用淫荡的目光瞄了瞄黄蓉：「这钮这麽正点，明哥你想用完我们几个弟兄也……」「滚，别的都可以，这钮你们想都不要想。」

原来，这一切都是欧晓明设下的圈套。那电击棍也是他委托浙大工科的一个同学做的。他推说家里附近有小偷，需要防贼。那同学也没多想，便帮他做了一根。

待那小混混走后，欧晓明拿出摄像机架好，看着地上的黄蓉，得意的说道：「小婊子，终于落到我的手上，看我等会怎麽样让你欲仙欲死。」等黄蓉醒来的时候，发现自己双手被反绑在身后，浑身上下酸软无力。

「你的身体真不错，被点击后这麽快就醒过来了，不过这样也好，这样玩起来更过瘾。」「欧晓明是你？」

虽然双眼被绑，但黄蓉一听便人了出来：「快放开我，老师知道你是一时糊涂，不要再错了。」「黄老师，我想操你想了很久了，你老公不在，想必也寂寞的很，放心，我的大鸡吧会满足你的，从今天起，你就再也不会想你老公，你只会想我的大鸡吧了。」「啊，放开我，放开我。」

黄蓉发出尖叫。但她再怎麽挣扎，两只手被反绑着也动弹不得。黄蓉简直不敢相信，自己会落到这种地步。

这时，欧晓明的一只手开始在隔着衣服黄蓉的胸脯上揉搓。

「求求你，不要这样。」

黄蓉低声的恳求他。

欧晓明丝毫不理会黄蓉的哀求，甚至更加深入，把手伸进了她的衣服里面，隔着胸罩，用力的挤压着她的那对豪乳，摸了一会儿，似乎不过瘾，便猛的一撕把黄蓉身上的衣服与胸罩撕了下来并扔到了一边。

紧接着他解开了黄蓉短裙的扣子，用脚往下一蹬，裙子与内裤便离开了她的身体。望着眼前全身赤裸的美女胸前晃荡着的一对傲人丰乳。

欧晓明淫荡的笑道：「真是一对极品的奶子，今天我要玩个够。」说完欧晓明紧紧搂住黄蓉丰满性感的娇躯，双手用力揉捏着她柔软富有弹性的嫩滑乳房，雪白的美乳在他的玩弄下乳头已经慢慢地坚硬勃起，他把脸埋在黄蓉深深的乳沟里，疯狂吮吸着她的乳尖，成熟女人那特有的丰润乳房，使他着迷不已。

Then, he placed his right hand on Huang Rong's beautiful breasts. He found that even his large hand, which could easily hold a basketball, couldn't fully control her ample bosom. With a forceful squeeze, strands of snow-white flesh peeked out from between his fingers.

Huang Rong twisted her delicate body desperately, her small mouth uttering pitiful pleas: "You, you... ah... no... don't do this... you can't do this... I have a husband... let go..." Unexpectedly, hearing this only excited Ou Xiaoming more. He squeezed Huang Rong's breasts harder, his fingers digging deep into the snow-white flesh. Her breasts rose and fell in his hands, constantly changing shape. Her nipples were also pinched and pressed from time to time.

While saying this, he said, "You have a husband? That's even better! Don't you know I love married women the most? How could I let go of a top-quality, long-deprived married woman like you?" After saying that, his left hand reached down and began to circle around Huang Rong's plump labia, occasionally opening her vulva and gently probing inside with his middle finger.

As Ou Xiaoming played with her up and down, Huang Rong gradually felt a pleasure emanating from her breasts and genitals, growing stronger and stronger, gradually spreading throughout her body.

"Ah, how could I feel this way? I actually feel good being played with by someone else. Is this still me? Brother Jing, I'm sorry, ah! It feels so good." "I didn't expect you to be so lewd. You're already wet after just a few touches. It seems I'll have to put in some effort to satisfy you today." Ou Xiaoming lewdly stripped off his clothes, then picked up Huang Rong, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and hoisted her onto his waist.

He buried his head in Huang Rong's breasts, sucking, "So fragrant...so soft...so delicious..." A muffled sound came from Huang Rong's breasts.

"Mmm...mmm...no..."

The pleasure from her chest made our heroine moan softly.

Meanwhile, his penis rubbed back and forth at the entrance of Huang Rong's vagina. The pleasure from her vulva relentlessly assaulted Huang Rong's brain, and when she thought that soon this penis would penetrate her, rape her, and possibly even impregnate her, she became even more excited. She twisted her body wildly, whether to escape or seek out the penis, it was unclear. Soon, the lustful fluid flowing from her vagina completely soaked Ou Xiaoming's penis.

Ou Xiaoming gently squeezed the head of his penis into her vulva. With a lewd grin, he said to Huang Rong, "Teacher Huang, look how thirsty you are with your husband gone. As a student, it's my duty to help my teacher. Let's see how I satisfy you, you little slut, today." With that, he pressed down with both hands, and his entire penis plunged into Huang Rong's body.

"Ah, I've been fucked again,"

Huang Rong thought sadly. Then, her mind was overwhelmed by a tremendous wave of pleasure.

Her inability to see made her body even more sensitive. Coupled with the sudden insertion of a penis into her vagina, which had been empty for half a year, the intense sensation caused Huang Rong to utter sounds that were a mixture of pain and pleasure: "Ah...no...um...ah...um...please...stop...um...ah...um ah...ah...um...sigh...ah...um..." After a few thrusts, Ou Xiaoming removed the blindfold from Huang Rong's eyes. She watched as a glistening, wet penis rapidly entered and exited her lower body, the sounds of the penis hitting her buttocks echoing...slap...slap...slap ... Huang Rong felt a rush of heat to her head, and a gush of vaginal fluid erupted as she experienced an orgasm.

Seeing Huang Rong's climax, Ou Xiaoming laughed triumphantly, "You slut, now you know how powerful I am! It's not over yet, you're still going to enjoy yourself." He then placed Huang Rong on the ground and continued thrusting into her from behind.

While thrusting, he cursed, "Slut, before I stripped naked in front of you and you didn't react, I thought you were some kind of virtuous person. Now I see, you're just a slut, a whore, a whore." Having just climaxed, Huang Rong gradually became excited again. Watching Ou Xiaoming behind her, acting like a wild beast, her body subjected to the frenzied humiliation and intense lust, Huang Rong cried out, her wanton vagina gripping Ou Xiaoming's penis tightly. Ou Xiaoming felt his penis being gently brushed by the soft flesh of her vaginal walls and groaned with pleasure.

"Slut, does it feel good? If it feels good, just say so,"

Ou Xiaoming said to Huang Rong while thrusting.

Although Huang Rong was experiencing intense pleasure, her remaining rationality told her she couldn't give in. So she gritted her teeth and made moaning sounds, refusing to utter a single word. After several attempts, seeing no response, Ou Xiaoming could only increase the speed of his thrusts to vent his frustration.

Ou Xiaoming relentlessly changed positions, ravishing Huang Rong. After hundreds of thrusts, Huang Rong, lying on her back, felt Ou Xiaoming on top of her suddenly convulse as his penis ejaculated hot fluid inside her.

After ejaculating, Ou Xiaoming pulled out his penis, wiped it on Huang Rong's breasts, slapped her face with his penis, and said, "Beauty, was it good? I recorded everything over there with that camera. As long as you behave, I guarantee you'll be so comfortable you won't want to get out of bed every day." Suddenly, staring into Huang Rong's eyes, Ou Xiaoming felt his head grow heavy, and slowly, he lost consciousness.

After Ou Xiaoming ejaculated, Huang Rong secretly gathered some internal energy. Although it wasn't enough to subdue an enemy, it was sufficient for her Soul Transfer Technique. Seeing that she had subdued Ou Xiaoming, Huang Rong circulated her energy for a while, then snapped the ropes binding her hands and stood up.

She looked at the turbid semen continuously flowing from her swollen vulva and couldn't help but want to slap Ou Xiaoming, who was sitting blankly on the ground, to death. But then she thought, "There seems to have been another person just now. If I kill him, the police will immediately know it was me. No, I can't kill him yet. I need to find that person through him." Thinking this, Huang Rong stopped worrying about Ou Xiaoming.

Picking up her clothes and putting them on, Huang Rong picked up her camera and staggered out of the unfinished building that had caused her so much pain. But she didn't know that just after she left, a figure came down from the second floor of the unfinished building. He looked at Huang Rong's departing figure and then left in the opposite direction. (

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