[Beauty Cave] [Part Three] [Three] [Author: Lonely Wild Goose] [To be continued]

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Flower on Cow Dung

It was a bouquet of flowers that brought Tian Meimei and Zhong Xijiang together.

Zhong Xijiang was a local, in his fifties, tall with a slender waist, reminiscent of a bow held by a warrior of the past, or a crescent moon. He was as clean-cut as a crescent moon, though his speech was a little slurred, even a bit hesitant when speaking to women. The older man was also somewhat shy, especially when he stole glances at Tian Meimei's prominent breasts; he even seemed a little bashful, almost like a woman. Such a man, at first glance, would appear to be a local street official, a market manager, or a clerical worker. You would never guess that he was a bachelor.

Zhong Xijiang had suffered from smallpox as a child, leaving sparse pockmarks on his face, giving the overall impression of a broad, rugged face. However, upon closer inspection, there weren't many pockmarks. Coupled with his lifelong stutter, he missed the prime marriageable age, and after his parents passed away, he had lived alone ever since.

Zhong Xijiang lived in the suburbs of the city, neither a city dweller nor a rural resident, his life was just so-so. In his thirties, he met a neighbor woman named Yiduohua (meaning "Flower"). Yiduohua wasn't her real name; her husband was called Erbaiwu (meaning "Two Hundred and Fifty"). People said Yiduohua was stuck in cow dung, hence the nickname.

Yiduohua was from Anhui, and had run away from an arranged marriage in the rural Huaibei region to the big city of Suzhou. She figured she'd at least marry someone from the city, so she married Erbaiwu. Erbaiwu was far inferior to Zhong Xijiang, but he met Yiduohua first—that was fate.

Yiduohua wasn't a particularly beautiful woman; calling her beautiful was relative to Erbaiwu. Within a month of their marriage, Erbaiwu got Yiduohua pregnant. After giving birth, Erbaiwu used his connections to register the child's birth in the local area, and Yiduohua stayed with him.

Later, Yiduohua grew tired of Erbaiwu and seduced Zhong Xijiang.

Zhong Xijiang was originally the same kind of person as Erbaiwu, both bachelors in the city. Erbaiwu, having found a woman, leveled up and told Zhong Xijiang, "I'm an adult now, kid, you have to call me 'Grandpa'!"

Zhong Xijiang said, "Then I'll pluck your woman, Yiduohua!"

Erbaiwu said, "Go ahead and pluck her. I've made sure she's had her fill. She wants it two or three times a night. Brother, look how much thinner I am now, all the juices on my body have been drained by this woman."

Zhong Xijiang said, "Then I'll help you out."

That time, Zhong Xijiang exchanged a season's harvest for a gold necklace. When he put it around Yiduohua's small white neck, he casually unbuttoned her shirt… Later, Erbaiwu saw the glittering gold necklace around Yiduohua's neck and asked, "Where did this come from?"

Yiduohua said, "Grandpa Zhong gave it to me."

Erbaiwu said, "Did he sleep with you?"

Yiduohua said, "Smart. Didn't you ask him to?"

"This guy, is he really serious?" Erbaiwu said. He looked at the necklace but didn't say anything.

Later, the two families became like one. One flower was shared by two men, and both men's income was given to One Flower for safekeeping. Of course, Erbaiwu received the same amount, but Zhong Xijiang was the one who suffered. Some people advised him behind his back, "Master Zhong, no matter how long you stay with her, it won't last. In the end, when you're old and your money is gone, she'll have a wife and son, and she'll kick you to the curb. What will you do then? Hurry up and find a woman to live with."

At this time, China began its reform and opening up. In wealthy areas, women from Anhui, Sichuan, and even Yunnan and Guizhou could easily find a man with a gun and marry a migrant worker from out of town. But Zhong Xijiang couldn't. Because of urban expansion and demolition, the property left by his ancestors made him a millionaire overnight. This made One Flower even more eager to have him.

Therefore, whenever Zhong Xijiang brought a girl home, Yiduohua would stand in front of the door with her hands on her hips, cursing, "Zhong Xijiang is the man I support! Whoever tries to steal my food, I'll tear up their pen!"

After that, Zhong Xijiang never found another woman.

The woman Zhong Xijiang gave flowers to was named Liu Ying. Liu Ying worked at a wool sweater factory in the suburbs and rented a room in Zhong Xijiang's newly built house after his property was demolished. With Yiduohua's approval, Zhong Xijiang only rented her a kitchen.

Normally, Yiduohua stayed at her own home during the day and came to Zhong Xijiang's house to spend the night. Sometimes, she could even have Erbaiwu feed her at her home first.

When Erbaiwu was feeding Yiduohua, she would get a little impatient. Often, instead of the bed, she'd be on the sofa. Yiduohua would lie on the sofa, pull down her pants, put her hands on the armrests, and stick her buttocks out, revealing her grayish-brown pubic hair. Erbaiwu would stand behind her, pull down his pants, sometimes without even taking them off, and pull out his grayish-brown penis from his zipper, inserting it into her anus. He'd grit his teeth and say, "Yiduohua, are you my woman or Zhong Mazi's woman? Are you more eager to be with him than at home?"

Yiduohua would say, "Hurry up, or I'll pull my pants up if you keep talking nonsense. You coward, you earn less in a year than Zhong Mazi gives me for one night. You've been fucking me for free for over ten years. I came all the way from Anhui, and what bad luck to run into you first, instead of Zhong the Mute. And you still dare to say that! I haven't divorced you and remarried him, at least for the sake of my son."

So Erbaiwu, not daring to tremble, would quickly thrust in and out of Yiduohua's buttocks. A shout, a tremor, and the gunshot shot water into her flower's heart.

Before all the water had flowed out, the flower grabbed a roll of toilet paper, pulled up her pants, and rode her bicycle to Zhong Xijiang's place. Once there

, she washed her crotch, didn't even pull up her pants, spread her legs, moved onto the bed, sat naked, and offered her legs to Zhong Xijiang.

Zhong Xijiang quickly squatted down, took off her shoes, and then wiped down her trousers and shorts from under her calves. The flower rolled on the spot, pulled her legs back onto the bed, turned her face inward, and revealed the back of her bra to Zhong Xijiang.

Zhong Xijiang unhooked her bra, then picked her up from the bed and carried her to the bathtub to wash her body.

Zhong Xijiang washed her like a piece of pork, washing the white parts—her breasts, her abdomen, her arms and beautiful legs—and the red parts—her lips, her nipples, and her vulva.

His hands traversed the plains and peaks of her body, feeling the beauty of this woman's youthful form. Although she was over thirty, her body was still incredibly beautiful, soft and smooth to the touch, like a snowfield, like a sandy beach—as white as a snowfield, as gentle as a sandy beach.

His fingers pinched the budding flowers on her breasts, like holding a wilted purple grape, as if it would burst with juice if squeezed any further.

His hands touched her peach blossom stream, and the stream silently and gently gushed forth, flowing between his middle and index fingers into her palm—truly a precious nectar! Zhong Xijiang then put it to his lips and licked it, like a cat licking broth from the edge of a bowl, savoring it for a while before reaching for the body of a flower.

Zhong Xijiang carried the flower out of the bathroom, and the flower would no longer let him have his way. She wanted her freedom both above and below.

Needless to say, when she was on top, she sat on Zhong Xijiang's lap. Zhong Xijiang's bird's head was sticking up from its nest. She straightened its head, then slowly sat down herself. Once seated, she didn't move immediately, keeping the bird in its nest, nibbling at it bit by bit until Zhong Xijiang couldn't take it anymore, then she would move.

While the bird was being cared for, Yiduohua would sit on top and smoke. Yiduohua didn't usually smoke, or rather, she rarely smoked; it was Zhong Xijiang who angered her.

Once, Zhong Xijiang got tired of sitting on top, so he lit a cigarette and sat on Yiduohua to smoke. Yiduohua said, "You're so carefree! You're so comfortable, but I'm worried about you!"

Zhong Xijiang said, "Wait until I finish my cigarette before we do it," so she waited for him. He casually smoked, knowing that waiting at this moment was the greatest torture. When it was Yiduohua's turn to sit on top, she also smoked a cigarette, making him wait. Later, Yiduohua simply stripped Zhong Xijiang of all initiative, even taking the initiative herself when she was on the bottom.

How could she take the initiative when she was on the bottom? She wouldn't let Zhong Xijiang lean against her body, only allowing that one part to enter her body, supporting herself with her limbs. This way, she was on the bottom, like the roots of an ancient tree, winding and shifting her beautiful buttocks. Although the effect wasn't very good, the thought and feeling of being active and passive were different.

Many women prefer passivity, enjoy being violated, and receptive, finding a kind of complacent pleasure in passive acceptance. But Yiduohua prefers initiative; initiative is possession. This stems from her life experiences. Being from out of town, she feared from the beginning that she couldn't hold onto her man, especially Zhong Xijiang. Therefore, she sought initiative in life, including during sex. Little did she know that a passive woman finds sex far more pleasurable than an active one. Initiative is about psychological possession, while passivity is the sexual happiness that men cultivate!

Chapter Thirty: The Virgin Willow Oriole Yiduohua

felt truly at home in Zhong Xijiang's bed.

She liked to eat while making love, so Zhong Xijiang always prepared plenty of fruit—apples, oranges, bananas, and grapes were indispensable.

When she was on the bottom, and Zhong Xijiang fed her apples, she wouldn't let him peel them with a knife. Instead, she had him bite into them, chewing them bit by bit without breaking them. If they were broken, she didn't need to chew them much; if they were mushy, the sweet juice would be gone. Then she would have Zhong Xijiang bend down and spit them out to her, like a crow feeding its young.

Eating oranges was simple. Zhong Xijiang would peel out the segments one by one and put them into the mouth of a flower. As long as the flower's thick lips opened and half of its pink tongue peeked out, he would put it in.

Eating grapes and bananas was different; the flower was on top.

A flower picked a grape, placed it on a plate on the bedside table within reach, then pinched it and inserted it into her lower body, letting Zhong Xijiang suck it out with his mouth. Then she put her mouth on Zhong Xijiang's, making him give her the grape. Through three mouths, the flower could finally eat a grape. Of course, she wasn't just eating the grape; she was creating a kind of fun. Many people think marital sex is boring, just a mechanical activity. But they haven't made simple sex complicated. Isn't the process of lovemaking designed by this flower much more interesting? Eating bananas is also simpler.

The flower first peels the banana, inserts it into her lower body, then bites it, and then lets Zhong Xijiang suck it out again. But this time, they each eat a bite, because bananas are sticky and, after several swallows, are practically feces. So, they can't look at them anymore, but they're still sweet and delicious.

Yiduohua (a pseudonym) used her skills to maintain her youth and possess Zhong Xijiang, slowly consuming his enormous savings. However, she didn't expect that her plan to possess Zhong Xijiang for life would be disrupted by Liu Ying, a working girl.

One day, she came to Zhong Xijiang's place and saw Liu Ying washing clothes. In her washbasin, besides women's underwear, there was also a man's underwear. Yiduohua didn't alert Liu Ying.

That night, Yiduohua called Zhong Xijiang and said, "I'm sick."

Zhong Xijiang rushed over and saw Yiduohua lying alone in bed. He had gone to get medicine. It seemed Yiduohua wasn't seriously ill, just had a slight fever.

He said, "Should I go back?

" Yiduohua said, "Go back. If I don't die overnight, I'll come back to sweep the dust for you tomorrow. It's almost time for the Kitchen God's Festival. When is that working girl going back to her hometown?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "She's staying, working overtime, and will go back at the beginning of the year." Yiduohua

said, "You know so much about this?"

Zhong Xijiang said she booked the apartment in advance because she needed to rent another place next year.

Yiduohua said, "Go back now, don't sneak a bite when you're hungry."

Zhong Xijiang smiled and went back.

That night, Zhong Xijiang did indeed sneak a bite.

Actually, Zhong Xijiang and this working girl, Liu Ying, had already become lovers, but Yiduohua didn't know. They did it all during the day.

Liu Ying worked in an electronics factory. For a period of time, the factory's products were not selling well, and wages couldn't be paid. The boss gave the workers a holiday. Liu Ying was from Hubei, and going back was difficult. She didn't know when orders would come in, and she had to rush back to work, so she lived alone in Zhong Xijiang's rented apartment, eating only two meals a day. She spent the rest of her time sleeping, conserving energy and saving on food expenses, living a very difficult life.

Liu Ying was a girl, already slender, and with dieting, she became even thinner, like a delicate blade of grass, making people feel sorry for her and stirring men's hearts.

Men are attracted to slender, delicate women, as if these fragile women could be easily manipulated and break down – it's a man's innate attraction to beauty.

However, when Zhong Xijiang first invited Liu Ying to dinner, he didn't have any impure thoughts. He was more than half her age, and he only felt sorry for her. Zhong Xijiang

noticed that Liu Ying never ate breakfast, so he bought fried dough sticks and steamed buns and brought her some every morning, asking her to eat with him. Liu Ying refused.

Zhong Xijiang said, "Girl, you'll starve if you don't eat."

Liu Ying said, "I'm on a diet." Zhong

Xijiang said, "You're still on a diet? If you lose any more weight, you'll be able to fly like a kite." Liu Ying

smiled bitterly and said, "The factory is shut down, I have no choice, and I don't want to go home."

Zhong Xijiang said, "You don't have living expenses? Why don't you tell me?" Liu Ying said

, "Uncle, I haven't been able to pay your rent yet."

Zhong Xijiang said, "I don't need the rent. What would I need so much money for?" "I have no children, not even a wife. I'll forgo the rent; this money is for your food, and I don't expect you to pay me back," Zhong Xijiang said, tossing Liu Ying a thousand yuan before leaving.

At noon, Zhong Xijiang returned and saw Liu Ying bustling about, looking very happy. She was wearing a cream-colored dress, and to avoid getting it dirty, she had covered it with a large apron. However, from behind, her snow-white legs were visible.

Looking at Liu Ying's attire and busyness, Zhong Xijiang said, "Girl, do you have a guest coming at noon?"

Liu Ying said, "Yes, a distinguished guest is coming."

Zhong Xijiang said, "Who is this guest? Has he/she come before?" Liu Ying

said, "He/She comes every day."

Zhong Xijiang said, "He/She comes every day, how can he/she still be a guest? I've never seen him/her before. Who is it?"

Liu Ying said, "Uncle, it's you!" The two ate lunch together. Liu Ying said, "Uncle, I didn't expect you to be alone. I always thought that 'Flower Auntie' who comes here was your wife, so I... I'm embarrassed to take your money and this. It's like using your money to poke fun at someone, or you could say I'm using your money to poke fun at you, haha, sorry."

The two drank alcohol. Liu Ying had a high tolerance for alcohol, and the two drank a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and both got a little drunk. When Zhong Xijiang woke up, he only remembered that when he vomited, someone was supporting his head. After that, he couldn't remember anything. When he woke up, he was lying in a perfume-scented quilt. When he moved his body, his skin was smooth. He reached under the quilt and touched his body. Wow, he wasn't even wearing underwear.

He woke up, coughed twice, and Liu Ying came in from outside. She said, "You were drunk at noon, you vomited all over yourself, and you smelled like alcohol. I took off your clothes and wiped you down, then put you on my bed. I can't move you..." Zhong Xijiang didn't dare to get up because he was naked. But then he thought, he had already let this girl undress him while he was drunk, and she had wiped him down. What was there to be ashamed of? He sat up and said, "Girl, where are my clothes?"

Liu Ying said, "Lie down. I just washed them, and they're not dry yet..."

As she spoke, Liu Ying nestled against Zhong Xijiang's bedside, put her hand under his blanket, and said, "Uncle, I want to give them to you. I have no other way to thank you..." Zhong Xijiang quickly dodged and said, "Girl, no, no, I can't..." Liu Ying said, "Uncle, so you don't want to take care of me anymore?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "I will take care of you... but I don't want to..."

Liu Ying cried and said, "If you don't want to, I can't ask you to take care of me either... I feel bad..." Zhong Xijiang then stopped talking. This old man in his fifties had actually tasted the flavor of a virgin.

Chapter Thirty-One: Flower Viewing During the Day

Liu Ying stood in front of her bed and began to undress. Zhong Xijiang was a little afraid to watch, so he turned his face away. Soon, Liu Ying had taken off all her clothes and was about to crawl into Zhong Xijiang's bed. She said, "Uncle, I've taken off all my clothes, let me in! I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Zhong Xijiang had no choice but to turn his face back. He glanced at Liu Ying's face; it was very pale, almost bloodless, but her body wasn't as pale, somewhat sallow, and her skin wasn't very good. Because she was very thin, she didn't have the voluptuous figure of a typical girl. Her neck was long and slender, with prominent collarbones below. Her shoulders were also thin, and her upper arms were relatively full but very long. Her forearms resembled long lotus roots, and there were faint blue veins visible on both her upper and lower arms. Come on. () Her breasts weren't particularly full; they were round and small, quite charming, like little cherries, one perky and the other sunken in. They were like two small white steamed buns, bulging on her chest, quite different from the large breasts of "Flower Flower." Flower's large breasts were like two large cloth bags hanging down, exceptionally full. When Zhong Xijiang made love to her, she always wanted him to suckle her breasts. He couldn't hold one in his hand, so he would cup one in his two large hands. He would bite her breast, pull it up high, and then it would fall back down, hanging on his chest. Her breasts couldn't arouse any desire in a man, but Flower Flower insisted he suckle them. She said that if he suckled, her juices would flow down, wetting her panties, making it easier for Zhong Xijiang to penetrate her.

At this moment, Zhong Xijiang especially wanted to suckle Liu Ying's breasts, but he didn't dare. He didn't even dare to touch them with his hands. He felt... His body was trembling, his upper and lower teeth chattering. He was excited, yet he couldn't easily touch her. He knew that if he reached out, everything would happen.

Even now, Zhong Xijiang still wanted to hold onto his last line of morality, but his physical desires wouldn't allow him to hesitate any longer. As if by instinct, he reached out to grab the small steamed bun. His hand trembled slightly as he reached for it, and once he grabbed it, he went mad.

Liu Ying collapsed beside him, like a wounded lamb, trembling, her eyes closed, saying, "Uncle, I want it, I want it, it's my own choice..." Zhong Xijiang held a small steamed bun in one hand, kneading it in his palm. The bun seemed to have no filling, just a dough, firm yet soft inside. Holding it felt like holding two tightly clenched cotton balls, very comfortable. He wanted to eat the two buns. He put his mouth over and picked them up... A small red bean-shaped bud was taken, and Liu Ying chirped, making a soft, whimpering sound, like a nest of sleeping birds suddenly encountering a badger's tongue protruding into a tree hole, with nowhere to hide, making those chirping noises. She rolled around on the bed, saying, "I'm itchy, I'm so itchy... I don't want it, I don't want to eat this..." Zhong Xijiang spat out her cherry and said, "Girl, let's stop here, I don't want it anymore, I can endure it..." Liu Ying hugged him tightly and said, "Uncle, I want it, I want you so much right now, I want you inside me..." Zhong Xijiang said, "You're a young woman, I can't defile you, let's stop, get up!" Liu Ying said, "Uncle

, even at this point, you can still think like this, you're such a good person, I want to give myself to you..." Zhong Xijiang said, "The more you call me uncle, the less I can do this, wouldn't that be messing things up?"

Liu Ying asked, "Then what should I call you?"

Zhong Xijiang replied, "From now on, just call me Big Brother, okay?"

Liu Ying called out "Big Brother Zhong," and said, "Big Brother Zhong, thank you for taking care of me. I'll be relying on you in Suzhou from now on..." Zhong Xijiang felt somewhat comforted, and his heart calmed down considerably. He then composed himself and picked up Liu Ying.

Liu Ying's lower abdomen was incredibly beautiful, connecting to her waist, slender and soft. He estimated he could wrap his arms around her waist. Her navel was still protruding, not like the belly of a flower, but like a bottomless, decaying tree hollow.

When the "Flower" (a nickname for a woman) made love to Zhong Xijiang, she would put a soybean into her navel and have Zhong Xijiang use his tongue to scoop it out. Zhong Xijiang did as instructed, but he couldn't get it out no matter what he did. His saliva dripped into her navel, and the soybean, like a bead coated in butter, remained stuck inside.

Zhong Xijiang said, "I won't try anymore, let..." The beans sprouted and grew leaves inside, let's see if you'll still cause trouble.

A flower laughed hysterically, saying, "I'll only be satisfied if you play with me like this. What's the point if you can dig it out in one go?"

But Zhong Xijiang didn't find that kind of game interesting at all, because the flower's navel had a strange, smelly odor.

But this willow oriole's navel was bulging, so it didn't have that lingering odor. He went over and licked her navel, probing inside with the tip of his tongue. Just a little further down, and the willow oriole giggled from the tickling, her belly taut. She pushed his head away with her hands and said, "Big brother, this tickles so much! I don't want it! I want down there! Down there's all wet, isn't it? I want down there..." Zhong Xijiang said, "Little sister, this is the first time I've seen your virgin body. Let me take a good look first, otherwise I'll never have the chance to see a virgin body in my life, okay?"

The willow oriole said, "Big brother, you're making me so embarrassed!" "If you want to see, then look!" She covered her face with the blanket and spread her legs to let Zhong Xijiang see her private parts.

Zhong Xijiang spread her thighs apart, placing them on either side of his body, and then pulled them towards him, so that Liu Ying was lying completely on Zhong Xijiang's lap, her head hanging between his feet.

Zhong Xijiang pushed his knees up, and Liu Ying's private parts rose up. Below Liu Ying's lower abdomen grew a layer of tangled grass, so thick that no skin could be seen underneath. The grass was yellowish, not black, unlike the sparse grass of a flower, but below the flower-shaped mound was unusually large, fleshy like a large white steamed bun, the split red flesh inside buried, making it impossible to see. Only by parting those two large mounds of flesh could one see the peach blossom heart below.

Liu Ying's private parts were almost completely covered by this tangled grass. Zhong Xijiang lifted her buttocks and spread them apart... Only her thighs could reveal the valley beneath the grass. The valleys on either side were fleshy, though a bit grayish-purple, with a split in the middle like a knife cut, seemingly still bleeding—a deep purple, like two slices of purple beef sandwiched in a sandy ditch.

Finally, he saw the small, fleshy opening. It was barely an opening, surrounded by a ring of flesh, with only a tiny opening in the center, surrounded by pink flesh. He thought, this is a virgin.

Looking at that delicate little body, Zhong Xijiang hesitated again. He took out his grayish penis, pressed the bald head against Liu Ying's vulva, and wiped it. He couldn't believe that something so large and thick could squeeze into that barely open opening.

He said, "Little sister, I still can't bear it. I've seen it too. Let's just forget it. I can't ruin your body!"

Liu Ying cursed, "Are you even a man? You've touched me, looked at me, are you saying you don't want me because I'm from the countryside?"

Hearing this, Zhong Xijiang got angry and said, "Little sister, how can you talk like that? Fine, I'll take you!"

Saying this, Zhong Xijiang steadied his penis, blocking Liu Ying's private parts, and said, "Go in!" He thrust forward, trying to enter.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Liu Ying's Beautiful Moans

Just as Zhong Xijiang was about to push his penis in, Liu Ying pushed it away, saying, "Uncle, wait a minute, let me lie down first, put something underneath me. There will be bleeding the first time, right?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "Right? I've never seen that before."

Zhong Xijiang put Liu Ying down and had her get a roll of toilet paper, which he stuffed under his buttocks.

This time, their situation was different from before. Liu Ying lay on the bed, and Zhong Xijiang was on top of her. This was the proper, traditional way of making love, and they were both very comfortable.

Zhong Xijiang spread her legs apart, letting her knees fall between his, then grasped his penis, finding her clitoris. He placed the head of his penis at the entrance and said, "Ready? If you're afraid of the pain, grab something."

Liu Ying said, "Brother, this is my first time. Please be gentle and go in slowly. I'm still a little scared."

Zhong Xijiang said, "I'll feel sorry for you, but don't be afraid. I asked a woman how painful it is to lose your virginity for the first time. She said it's much better than childbirth, nothing much. You just have to endure it. It only takes two or three days for the wound to heal, making walking a little difficult." She laughed and said, "Married women all walk with their legs splayed out, because men hurt them, and they're afraid to close them, so it's become a habit!"

Zhong Xijiang didn't believe him and called him a slut.

But he couldn't tell Liu Ying all this, only that it hurt a little, and told her to grab his buttocks with both hands, and if she couldn't stand it, grab or pinch him.

He then said, "Ready this time? I'm going in?"

Liu Ying said, "Brother, don't make me prepare anymore. The more I prepare, the more nervous I get."

Zhong Xijiang said, "Then I won't say anything. Are you ready? Will I really go in this time? "

Liu Ying grabbed his buttocks and said, "Are you going to say it or not? You said it again! Really, aren't you annoying? You've made me so itchy! I'm not afraid, just go in!"

This time, Zhong Xijiang didn't say anything. He found her entrance, raised his penis, and with a little force, thrust it, but didn't go in. He only pressed it against the entrance and was bounced back. Zhong Xijiang said, "Ouch, this is really the first time..." Zhong Xijiang raised his penis again. He placed it at the sticky entrance, then put all his strength on his buttocks and pushed down. He immediately felt like he had entered a crowded alley, unable to go in or out. He pushed in a little further and heard the sound of tearing cloth. He suddenly entered a world... Liu Ying felt a thick, big... A black fish suddenly burrowed into her lower body. She didn't even have time to dodge; the fish flicked its tail and burrowed into her abdomen. She felt her body explode, and she cried out, "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts so much!" Her body writhed on the bed, instinctively trying to escape the fish's squeezing and burrowing inside her. But at that moment, Zhong Xijiang reverted to his masculine instincts. He had forgotten morality and responsibility. He felt her body was too tight, locking his penis inside. He thrust in and out, but the congestion was so intense that his penis felt painfully swollen.

Liu Ying felt the same way. The excruciating pain had lessened, replaced by a painful bloating. She felt like her lower body was an inflated, dead pig, or like watching a butcher filling her intestines with water. Her entire lower body and abdomen were completely blocked by Zhong Xijiang's penis.

She said, "I'm so bloated! Move a little!"

Zhong Xijiang tried to move but couldn't. He felt his member was inside Liu Ying's body, becoming one with her. He said, "Can't you loosen your grip? I can't move."

Liu Ying said, "No, get up. You're making it hard for me to breathe. Get up and pull it out."

Zhong Xijiang got up, but his private parts wouldn't leave. He had to prop himself up on the bed with his limbs and lift his body, but he still couldn't pull it out.

Zhong Xijiang thought about how many times he and Yiduohua had done it. Yiduohua wanted to hold him, but she couldn't hold him. It was like a small eel crawling in and out of a big hole, very free. Zhong Xijiang thought it was too big, and Yiduohua thought it was too small, so she used a thin cloth to wrap his penis and push it in. It was so dry, it hurt her a lot, but she still liked it. After a while, the cloth got wet, but it was the same, so she wrapped it with another layer... Why was this virgin Liu Ying so tight? Zhong Xijiang then felt the beauty of virginity, so he lay on top of her and slowly enjoyed it.

Liu Ying grew anxious and said, "Brother, don't use me as a cushion while I'm asleep. Pull me out! I can't take it anymore, I'm bursting..." This time, Zhong Xijiang propped himself up again. He first lunged downwards, then suddenly pulled upwards. Liu Ying cried out in surprise, and he lifted her up, but she still couldn't come out.

Now they were both a little scared, afraid that they wouldn't be able to separate and would have to go to the hospital for surgery, which would be a real problem.

Zhong Xijiang became anxious and started scratching and groping Liu Ying's body. Liu Ying felt both pain and itchiness from his scratches, and the two of them rolled around on the bed, screaming and crying.

A moment later, a sudden surge of fluid welled up inside Zhong Xijiang's body, surging wildly and finally reaching his genitals, finding its outlet. His heart pounded, unsure what to do, and then he felt the fluid burst forth, gushing out. He cried out, "Oh my god, I'm dead! I'm dead! My entrails are coming out..." Liu Ying also felt a surge of fluid rush into her body, filled with fear of being overwhelmed. She cried out, "I'm going to die! Ah, I... I'm dead!"

Chapter Thirty-Three: Old Man, Young Woman

From then on, Zhong Xijiang often returned home during the day to make love to Liu Ying. That "flower" remained unaware until one day she accidentally discovered Zhong Xijiang's underwear soaking in the basin while Liu Ying was washing her clothes, which aroused her suspicion. ( ) Actually, that day, the "flower" wasn't sick; she had used a trick.

That night, it was the first time Zhong Xijiang and Liu Ying made love at night. They both thought that Yiduohua was sick, so they could have a good night's sleep together and then sleep soundly in each other's arms. Little did they know, they were being manipulated by Yiduohua.

That evening, Zhong Xijiang returned from Yiduohua's place and happily told Liu Ying, "Little sister, I'll take you out for a while tonight." Liu Ying

said, "Brother, why are you so happy tonight? Aren't you staying with Sister-in-law Yiduohua?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "She's sick tonight, she doesn't need me. There's someone else to keep her company.

" After dinner, Liu Ying took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and they left the residential area. First, they went to the supermarket, then to the night market. Zhong Xijiang bought Liu Ying a dress, a pair of sandals, and a bag of melon seeds for her to eat.

They went to the park. It was crowded at night, and Zhong Xijiang, worried that acquaintances might recognize him and see him with a young woman, kept a distance as they entered the park. They found a small bamboo grove by the lake, where the lights were dim and the trees were casting shadows.

As they sat down, Liu Ying nestled in Zhong Xijiang's arms and said, "Brother, you're so good to me. Wouldn't it be wonderful if I could work in Suzhou and never go back?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "No, you're too young. You'll get married someday. How can you work away from home forever? Either you find someone in Suzhou and get married, then you can stay here permanently."

Liu Ying said, "Brother, if you were ten years younger, or if I were ten years older, that would be wonderful. We could get married properly."

Zhong Xijiang said, "That won't work either. I'm afraid a single woman will cause trouble."

Liu Ying said, "She has a man, and she won't marry you. Why does she keep bothering you and preventing you from finding a wife?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "Yeah, why does she prevent me from finding a wife? She's not my legal woman!" He asked himself, but he couldn't explain why he was afraid of her. Upon reflection, he realized that he and Yiduohua had been together for at least ten years. He and Erbaiwu were like two men sharing one woman. Although Yiduohua was nominally Erbaiwu's wife, she was actually his wife. If Zhong Xijiang wanted Yiduohua that night, Yiduohua would sleep in the same bed with him, and Erbaiwu would have to go out to sleep until Zhong Xijiang had used her. Then Yiduohua would run out naked, crawl into Erbaiwu's bed, and let Erbaiwu use her again.

A flower, gentle as a lamb in Zhong Xijiang's arms, but back in the arms of a fool, she's like a porcupine, finding fault with everything about him. When he's on top, she says he's like a dead pig, suffocating her. When she's on top, she says he's like a dead sleeper, completely uncooperative, utterly unbearable. He just doesn't

suit her. The fool says, "Go away, I don't want him anymore. You can sleep with Zhong Xijiang again." Back in Zhong Xijiang's arms, she talks about freedom on top, about honesty below, about intimacy from the side, and about being close in his arms—it's all good.

She bites Zhong Xijiang's ear and says, "Old Zhong, whose woman am I?"

Zhong Xijiang says, "Of course you're the fool's woman."

She says, "No, I'm your woman, only nominally. Maybe my son is yours. Look at that fool, could he possibly have a son?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "Even if you say he's my son, he doesn't have my surname, Zhong. Don't expect me to pay child support."

Yiduohua said, "By the time he gets married and goes to university, I'll make him call you 'Dad,' and I'm not afraid you won't soften your heart!"

Yes, that was the unclear relationship between him and Yiduohua. For many years, he had considered Yiduohua his woman, but without any official status. Therefore, he considered her his woman, which was why he avoided her and associated with Liu Ying. His association with Liu Ying was considered an affair.

Zhong Xijiang said, "Sister, it's not that I don't like you. It's just that over the years, Yiduohua has loved me too deeply. All the money we two men earn goes to her, and she buys us things very reasonably. She buys me clothes, all designer brands, but for Erbaiwu, she only chooses durable clothes, saying he does dirty work. She buys me cigarettes that cost over fifteen yuan, but never cigarettes for Erbaiwu that cost more than ten yuan. So I appreciate her kindness."

Liu Ying said, "You, you shouldn't say anymore. I don't object to you liking her, but do you think she'll accept my feelings for you? Once our factory has business, I won't stay here anymore. I don't want to put you in a difficult position. You two men and one woman can live together. I hope you're happy.

" Zhong Xijiang said, "Little sister, ever since we made love for the first time, I feel you're better than her. I really want to be with you, but I know it's impossible."

He held Liu Ying on the grass, kissed her, touched her, and said, "How many times have we done it? Seven or eight times, right? It doesn't hurt anymore, does it? The first time really scared me."

Liu Ying said, "Big brother, don't mention the first time again. Even now, thinking about it makes me feel like my body is about to explode with fear. It's because my first time was with you that I like you so much and can't bear to leave you. Like I said, once I have a job and can support myself, I'll leave you."

The mere mention of Liu Ying's departure made Zhong Xijiang extremely distressed. He feared he would be frantic with worry once he could no longer see her, so he desperately wanted her now. He asked, "Shall we do it on the grass?"

Liu Ying didn't answer, but reached down to touch his crotch. She touched it and said, "Brother, you're just teasing me. You haven't even reacted yet. My underwear is probably already wet."

She then guided his hand to her private parts.

Zhong Xijiang slipped his hand under her skirt and touched her private area. Sure enough, he felt something there—sanitary napkin. He said, "Are you menstruating?"

Liu Ying said, "No, I put on a sanitary napkin as soon as we came out. I know that talking to you too much will make my underwear wet. I really want you..." So, Zhong Xijiang laid Liu Ying down on the lawn and took off his pants, but he didn't dare to take them all off because people kept walking by. Although no tourists were paying attention to them, you're naked and making love openly. You're an old man and a young woman making love, and it looks incongruous. So Zhong Xijiang didn't dare to continue and said, "Let's hurry up and go back to our bed at home, isn't that better?"

Liu Ying said, "Big brother, I'll listen to you."

They walked back together, walking very fast, as if they were going to do something joyous.

In fact, they were going back to do something joyous. What could be more joyous than lovers making love?

But when they returned and they had just joined together on Zhong Xijiang's big bed, a flower opened the door with a key and appeared in front of their bed.

The woman, a tall and muscular woman, easily pulled Zhong Xijiang off Liu Ying, slapped him across the face, and then grabbed a handful of pubic hair from Liu Ying's crotch, scratching and picking at it until it was tangled. She said, "Look how slutty you are! Shameless! Daring to steal my food!" She then launched into a beating, leaving Liu Ying crying and clutching her head, too afraid to fight back.

The woman wasn't finished. She scratched Liu Ying's face, saying, "I'll teach you to be shameless, I'll ruin your face, let's see if you're still so slutty!"

Zhong Xijiang pulled her away, saying, "That's enough, let her go!"

Seeing that Zhong Xijiang was still appeasing Liu Ying, the woman approached him, saying, "You heartless bastard, still trying to fool me? I was sick and you didn't come to see me, you ran off to pick up other women!" She reached for Zhong Xijiang's face.

Enraged, Zhong Xijiang shoved Yiduohua onto the sofa, yelling, "That's enough! Who are you to boss me around like this?"

These words calmed Yiduohua, who cried, "I'm not your woman, this little sperm is your woman, your stepmother! I'm leaving, I'm leaving! Don't ever come to my place again..." Yiduohua left, sobbing.

The next day, Zhong Xijiang rented a house for Liu Ying in a distant neighborhood so she could recuperate. He visited her often, always bringing a bouquet of roses. But today, Liu Ying left with the words: "Brother Zhong is leaving. Take good care of Sister-in-law Yiduohua. I'll miss you forever..." Tian Meimei, hearing Zhong Xijiang's story, wept.

From then on, Zhong Xijiang sent Tian Meimei flowers every day, and they eventually reconciled.

Chapter Thirty-Four: A Man I Cannot Love Deeply

Tian Meimei placed the bouquet of vibrant roses in Tian Jingjing's vase, replacing the withered red roses, and invited Zhong Xijiang to sit down on the sofa.

Tian Meimei said, "Brother Zhong, you are truly a man of deep feeling and affection. You have always deeply loved your past lover, and you also deeply love this later woman, Miss Liu. Both of them are so fortunate!"

Zhong Xijiang sipped the tea Tian Meimei had offered and said, "Miss Tian, I have never married in my life. Although I do some work in the village and come into contact with many people, especially women like you who come to work, and even some who come to work in other places, I feel it's not right to have one woman occupy my life. I also want to find a woman to settle down with, but I just can't get rid of her. It's not that I can't get rid of her completely, but after so many years with her, I'm a little reluctant to let go. So I want to find a woman I can truly love." When I first got together with Miss Liu, she was in her early twenties, and I didn't dare to have any improper thoughts. Now that she's gone, it's for the best. I'm at peace now, and I'd like to find an older woman.

Tian Meimei said, "Brother, you gave me these flowers, does that mean you like me?" Tian Meimei smiled and looked at Zhong Xijiang, saying, "I was just joking. These flowers weren't originally for me. I'm accepting them on behalf of Miss Liu."

Zhong Xijiang said, "Miss Tian, if you like, I'll give it to you every day, okay?"

Tian Meimei replied, "No need, I was just joking. But if you want to come visit, I'd be happy to accompany you. I'm also alone here, and I can't find a suitable job right now. It's getting stressful being stuck in this room all by myself. This is my sister's room; she went to Hainan with her friends, and I have to leave when she comes back."

Zhong Xijiang said, "There are many factories in our village. If you'd like to work there, I can introduce you. Do you have any skills or expertise?"

Tian Meimei said, "I have nothing, and I don't know anything. I've only been here in northern Jiangsu for two years, and I haven't done any formal work. Two years have passed in the blink of an eye." Zhong Xijiang

said, "If you don't know anything, it'll be hard to find a job. Most jobs are manual labor, which is very tiring. I can tell you're not the type to endure hardship. I'll help you find something later." After saying that, Zhong Xijiang left.

The next morning, while Tian Meimei was still in bed, someone knocked on the door. She threw on a nightgown, got up, and opened it. Sure enough, Zhong Xijiang had brought her another bouquet of roses.

He said, "These are especially for you today. I hope you like them!"

Tian Meimei accepted the flowers and greeted him happily.

She went to the bathroom, washed her face, quickly tidied her makeup, and came out to sit with Zhong Xijiang. They opened two bottles of juice, and Zhong Xijiang made tea.

A little while later, the milk was warmed up, and Tian Meimei brought some breakfast, offering it to Zhong Xijiang. After he ate, they sat and talked. After

Tian Meimei finished eating, she went to her room to change. Just as she took off her nightgown, Zhong Xijiang entered the room and hugged her from behind.

Zhong Xijiang said, "Miss Tian, I like you."

Tian Meimei said, "Brother Zhong, I don't dare. Just a few days ago, Miss Liu was beaten up by a flower. I can't do that!"

Zhong Xijiang said, "You're different. Miss Liu lived at my house back then, so Yiduohua knew. You live here, but she doesn't know. If your sister comes back, I'll rent you a new place. I have money. I received a large sum of money as compensation when my house was demolished; I'll never run out of it in my lifetime. I know that woman only clung to me because she was after my money. She's getting old and can't be my wife. Why shouldn't I find a young woman to keep me company?"

Tian Meimei said, "I can't stay with you forever. I have a family."

Zhong Xijiang said, "I don't need you to stay with me forever. I know you're a somewhat casual woman; otherwise, you wouldn't have accepted my flowers the first time and brought me home, would you?"

Tian Meimei slept alone at night, preferring to sleep naked. Hearing a knock on the door, she got up wearing only her underwear and a nightgown. She thought it was Tian Jingjing returning, never expecting it to be Zhong Xijiang. This man actually kept his word.

Zhong Xijiang wouldn't let go of Tian Meimei. Tian Meimei thought that while Tian Jingjing wasn't back, she could borrow her room and have some fun with Zhong Xijiang. She figured she might even get some money out of him, and then leave in a few days. She figured she might as well take advantage of this easy target. She thought, in the world of men and women, it's always the other way around. Women get taken advantage of because they get to sleep with men for free, sometimes even catching diseases. Men get taken advantage of because they get some money, and they're willing to

do it. Tian Meimei didn't want to be sentimental with any more men. Zhang Youdong was enough, and she had Liu Yacheng at home. She needed to be ruthless, like Zhou Huahua, treating men like sweethearts, exploiting them until they were completely drained, then leaving. Finding a man willing to take care of her was much better than constantly harassing him.

Selling yourself is like running a small business every day, collecting money one transaction at a time. You have to take on men who change your underwear every time, big or small, clean or unclean, smelly or have body odor. And those random men, none of them have any feelings. They'll treat you like a chicken, a pig to be slaughtered, making you suffer terribly, going in wherever they can, making you cry and scream before they're happy. Thirty or fifty yuan a time, not much profit at all.

Thinking this way, Tian Meimei agreed to Zhong Xijiang's offer.

Tian Meimei said, "Brother Zhong, I can't just let you play with me like this. I'm not a prostitute, I just can't find a job right now, and I'm lonely, so I wanted someone to keep me company. My sister isn't here, and I just received your flowers yesterday. I'm not that kind of woman. If you do this to me, I'll pay the price. My body won't be clean anymore. What will my man do if he finds out?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "Miss Tian, of course I won't treat you unfairly. Let me be clear, I need women, and you need money. Whether you're out working or doing something else, isn't it all for money?"

Tian Meimei said, "I'll work to earn money with my hands, and I'll like whatever I earn. But how much can I earn by using my body? It would dirty my body. Brother, why don't you sit for a while and then leave?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "If you're afraid I'll cheat you, I'll give you two thousand first, for your spending money. When we have time, I'll go with you to rent a place, and then I'll buy you some things." Zhong Xijiang took out a stack of bills and placed them on the sofa. Tian Meimei glanced at them, estimated the amount, and said nothing more. She turned around, kissed Zhong Xijiang's lightly pockmarked face, licked a dimple on his face with the tip of her tongue, and said, "Brother, you're so good. You're willing to spend money as soon as you see a woman. I admire you. Okay, I just got up and haven't showered yet. Let's take a shower first."

So the two took off their clothes and went to the bathroom to shower. They turned on the tap, and a stream of water sprayed down, falling onto Tian Meimei's smooth, snow-white back, which looked incredibly delicate.

Zhong Xijiang hugged Tian Meimei from behind, showering her breasts with the showerhead. His large hand roamed between her undulating peaks, and Tian Meimei let out soft moans, saying, "Big brother, your hands are so alluring. I want you, I want you."

Chapter Thirty-Five: You Are a Jade Maiden

After showering, Zhong Xijiang gently lifted Tian Meimei with both hands, like a father playing with his child's doll in the air. Zhong Xijiang carried Tian Meimei out of the bathroom and played with her in the living room for a while. Then he gently tossed her upwards, and Tian Meimei, like an acrobat, lost her harness in mid-air, screaming in fright. When she landed, she was still in Zhong Xijiang's arms.

Tian Meimei grabbed Zhong Xijiang's neck and said, "Big brother, don't scare me. What if you lose your grip and kill me?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "Look at my body, how could I not support her?" He carried Tian Meimei back to the sofa and said, "Let's play here for a while?"

He placed Tian Meimei on the sofa and saw that she was completely naked from her chest to her lower body. He was shocked and said, "Miss Tian, are you a virgin? Not a single hair on your body? So beautiful! I've heard that such a body is one in a hundred. It would be wonderful for making love. Let me take a good look..." Zhong Xijiang grabbed Tian Meimei's small white feet and pulled her to one end of the sofa, all the way up to the armrest. Tian Meimei's upper body was now reclining on the sofa, while her lower body was suspended in the air. Zhong Xijiang lifted her two white legs, raised them upright, and held them in the air at a right angle, exposing her private parts.

Wow, what a beautiful and alluring cave!

Tian Meimei's buttocks, nestled on the sofa, appeared particularly full, white and tender like a pile of snow. Her legs parted, revealing a plump, white mound in the middle. The smooth, purplish-red folds of her white vulva resembled the red cliffs of a recently extinguished flame. The valley in the center resembled a peach blossom, with a small red bean like a fish heart, tender and vibrant red.

Zhong Xijiang touched that fish heart with a finger, and Tian Meimei let out a soft moan. Looking closer, one could see the two tender mounds above and below her vulva contracting and squeezing out a stream of clear fluid.

It looked like clear water, but as it flowed down, it dripped in a thin thread. When the thread broke, the droplets fell, the water above bounced back up, gathered into a single drop, and dripped down again… Zhong Xijiang touched the small spring with his index finger, moved it around, and the opening appeared. He slipped his finger inside and felt something fleshy and warm, surrounding him. A fish's mouth, hidden in the dark hole, seemed to be biting his finger. He then inserted his middle finger; both fingers were in, and the fish were still swimming… With ample strength, he turned his fingers inside, causing the fleshy opening to make a slurping sound. Tian Meimei cried out even more passionately, saying, "Big brother, that's enough. Don't use your hands. They're too hard; they'll hurt me, break me. Put your big gun in, I want it..." Zhong Xijiang picked up his long spear and rubbed it against Tian Meimei's peach blossom lips, sliding it up and down, making her little lips quiver like two petals covered by a snake's head. Zhong Xijiang pressed down on that snake's head, and with a thrust of his hips, he entered Tian Meimei's body!

Tian Meimei remembered the moves Tian Jingjing and Zhou Huahua had taught her, and moaned, "Big brother Zhong, your rod is so big! How can it be so thick and big? I can't take it, it hurts..." Zhong Xijiang couldn't tell if she was really in pain or faking it. After thrusting for a while, he stopped and said, "How is it? Can you still take it?" My thing isn't very big; even a flower finds it too small. She often covers my penis with a thin cloth. You women are really different. Willow Crow said it hurt the first time, and she's said it hurt every time since. You're still so inexperienced. A flower's vagina has given birth; it's bigger now. Your vaginas are so good, they wrap me up so tightly, it feels so good.

Tian Meimei said, "Since I promised Brother Zhong, just do it. I'll bear the pain, but don't bend my back anymore. My legs are up in the air, and that place is blooming."

Zhong Xijiang said, "Okay, then let me have a storm to satisfy my craving. You have to be patient." As he spoke, Zhong Xijiang clamped Tian Meimei's thighs between his arms and began the primitive act of lovemaking, the "old man pushing a cart." He moved back and forth, in and out, deep and shallow, and soon Tian Meimei felt like crying and laughing at the same time. Her heart was shattered by him, and her soul was blown away. She felt very comfortable. As his penis went in and out, clumps of white sticky substance and snow-like secretions were dragged out. Tian Meimei's body became tighter and tighter, and Zhong Xijiang's penis became harder and harder. Then Tian Meimei really cried out, and tears fell. She said, "Big brother, big brother, harder, you're shattering me. It hurts, it hurts. No, I like it. I like it even if it hurts. Harder, I'm going to squirt..." As she spoke, a stream of fluid from Tian Meimei was squeezed out from between Zhong Xijiang's penises, like a water line, spraying directly onto Zhong Xijiang's lower abdomen.

Zhong Xijiang's large penis felt like it was going in and out of water, so comfortable. He felt his body begin to empty, all his passion surging down to his genitals. He cried out, "Ah!"—a gush of love fluid gushed out, pouring into Tian Meimei's body, but the condom stopped it... Zhong Xijiang came, collapsing like a clay figure. He lay on top of Tian Meimei, bending down with her, kissing her lips for a long time. After a while,

he got up, removed the condom Tian Meimei had put on him, lifted the semen collection sac, and poured the cloudy white fluid onto Tian Meimei's navel. He pressed and rubbed it, then applied a layer of body cream to Tian Meimei's lower abdomen and breasts, making them slippery.

Tian Meimei said, "You really know how to play, brother. Haven't you played with a woman before?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "No, sometimes when I'm short of women, I go to a brothel once or twice a week and learn from those prostitutes!"

Tian Meimei exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, you went to a hair salon? Don't you think you'll infect me with a disease?"

Zhong Xijiang replied, "How could that be? We both use condoms. We even had health checks beforehand, checking each other's bodies. If anyone had a disease, who would do it?"

Tian Meimei said, "Then why didn't you let me check you before?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "I'm clean. Besides, you didn't ask for a check, did you? I knew you were clean, so I didn't check you."

Tian Meimei said, "Exactly! I'm a respectable woman. I come out to work, how could I not be clean? The men I meet are all decent men. I wouldn't do anything reckless!"

Zhong Xijiang hugged her again, kissed her, and carried her to take a shower. After she was clean, he carried her out and to the bed in the bedroom. The two lay on the bed, eating fruit and talking.

Tian Meimei bit off a slice of apple, held it in her mouth, and offered it to Zhong Xijiang. Zhong Xijiang took it in his mouth, and they both laughed. Zhong Xijiang placed his right hand under Tian Meimei's neck, and his left hand on her breasts, gently kneading them. He pressed one of his hairy legs against Tian Meimei's snow-white thigh, and Tian Meimei then tended to his limp penis, which soon became erect again.

Zhong Xijiang said, "I want one more time."

Tian Meimei said, "Okay, this time on the bed, do whatever you want!"

Chapter Thirty-Six: Big Brother, I'm Sticking to You !

Lying on the bed, Tian Meimei said, "Brother Zhong, where did you learn that trick? It hurt so much!

" Zhong Xijiang said, "I learned it from the girls at the hair salon. They told you to do it like that." He smiled and said, "Feels good, doesn't it? It feels so good!"

Tian Meimei said, "It felt good, but being upside down with my head down and body up wasn't really pleasurable. My legs were hanging in mid-air, unable to touch the ground, so I had no choice but to let you do it. When you fuck me, it feels like snakes are crawling into my lower abdomen. I need to pee and poop, it's so uncomfortable! And you call that pleasurable? Pleasurable my foot!"

Zhong Xijiang laughed and said, "I don't know either. You were moaning so loudly, so I really thought you were enjoying it, and that's why I didn't stop! Why didn't you say you were uncomfortable?"

Tian Meimei said, "As long as you're comfortable, that's all that matters. Aren't women supposed to be with men?"

Zhong Xijiang exclaimed, "What do you mean? It's not like I'm soliciting prostitution. How can I not cherish you?"

Tian Meimei said, "Brother, I came to Suzhou this time hoping to find my sister and get a job, but she's away on vacation. I'm unemployed and penniless, I really don't know what to do. Brother, I'm really relying on you..." Zhong Xijiang said, "The two thousand I gave you, use it first. When your sister comes back, I'll rent you a new place. You don't need to look for a job anymore, I'll come and stay with you, I'll support you. If your family needs money, just tell me. Anyway, I have more money than I can handle. I won't be with Yiduo anymore, let's see what she can do."

Tian Meimei said, "Brother, are you going to keep me as a mistress? That sounds awful, I don't want that."

Zhong Xijiang said, "Why do you put it that way? I'm not keeping a mistress, I'm a bachelor. If you don't mind my age, I'd even like to marry you!" "I truly love you. You're different from a flower. We're living together, and you're different from a willow branch—she's too young. You and I aren't that far apart in age. I'm eight or ten years older than you, but that's not too old now. It's just... it's just that I have pockmarks, and I'm afraid you'll find that distasteful!"

Tian Meimei kissed his face and said, "Brother, at first glance, you really do look a bit... well, but up close, your face isn't so unpleasant. I like you..." As she spoke, she used her tongue to lick the pockmarked areas of Zhong Xijiang's face, making him feel strangely comfortable.

Zhong Xijiang took her again.

Zhong Xijiang laid Tian Meimei down on the bed. Tian Meimei was as white as a mermaid. Zhong Xijiang lifted her two small feet and stroked them, saying, "Miss Tian, your feet are so beautiful. Your little feet are like tiny white pupae, and these pink clitoris are like little flower petals, so tempting. I'll eat them one by one."

He held her little toe in his mouth, nibbling on it, wetting it with his saliva. He took it out to look at it again; the toe was now pink and incredibly tender. However, because Tian Meimei always wore high heels, each toe joint had a callus, like tiny white pills or fish scales. Far from being unsightly, they added to the variegation of her feet. He sucked on each toe, one by one. He said, "This time I'm not in a hurry. I can slowly appreciate your beauty. I want to walk inch by inch on your body, to trace every mountain and stream of your skin. Last time I was too hasty, too eager for you. I acted too quickly, and came too soon, without properly appreciating you."

Tian Meimei said, "Brother, I'll go buy groceries later, and we'll have lunch together. You don't need to go back."

Zhong Xijiang said, "No, I have to go to Erbaiwu's place at noon. Yiduohua asked me to adjust her air conditioner; it's getting hot, and she wants to install one in the kitchen." He cursed, "That bitch! Trying to rip me off again!"

Tian Meimei said, "I don't want to hear her name here. I'm afraid of her!"

Zhong Xijiang said, "Okay, okay, I won't mention her anymore. As long as you don't leave me, I'll find you a place, and I'll come to see you every day. I'll leave her, okay?"

Tian Meimei said, "No."

Zhong Xijiang said, "Why?"

Tian Meimei said, "You two have been in a relationship for years. You haven't let go of Liu even for her sake. I'm not worth it. I'm not as good as Liu."

Zhong Xijiang said, "No, you and Miss Liu are different. When I sleep with Miss Liu, I always feel like we're from different generations, and it feels a bit immoral. It's different with you. When I make love with you, I'm truly happy, and I dare to do it freely and happily. I... I want to eat your little sister..." Tian Meimei laughed, clamping her jade-colored thighs together to prevent Zhong Xijiang's face from entering. She said, "A woman's body is dirty; it's not for men to eat.

" Zhong Xijiang said, "Men all like that. Men are all pen-licking devils!"

He laughed, and Tian Meimei laughed too.

Tian Meimei then spread her thighs and said, "Come on, let you eat, let this pen-licking devil eat, you eat?"

Zhong Xijiang was about to eat when Tian Meimei suddenly closed her thighs again. The little red flower flashed in Zhong Xijiang's eyes and disappeared, leaving behind a snow-white mermaid rolling and bouncing on the bed, preventing him from spreading her thighs. She said, "I'm so embarrassed! I won't let you eat... I'm wet, and the sheets are wet. My sister will scold me when I get back!"

Zhong Xijiang grabbed some toilet paper and lifted her buttocks to cushion them. His hands, cupped under her soft, beautiful buttocks, squeezed them; the feel was so comfortable, like holding a handful of cotton. He didn't let go, and with a pull from below, he spread Tian Meimei's two white thighs apart. He positioned himself between her thighs, and they could no longer close, exposing her private parts completely.

Zhong Xijiang said, "Let me take a good look. Your private parts are exceptionally beautiful. I've seen some women's bodies, and they all have some pubic hair, some more, some extending from the lower abdomen all the way to the sides of the vulva, even down to the anus. Some have a few strands, but I've never seen anything as smooth as yours. It's wonderful."

Tian Meimei said, "I call this a 'white tiger's mouth,' it'll devour men!"

Zhong Xijiang said, "No, it's called a virgin's body. You'll never age, you'll always be smooth and beautiful. Any man who marries a virgin will be happy for life."

Tian Meimei said, "Big brother, didn't I let you have it today? You have to love me well, don't blame me for clinging to you!"

Zhong Xijiang said, "How could that be? I never thought I'd meet such good women in my life, always having such good luck with women."

Zhong Xijiang then buried his head and began to eat Tian Meimei's private parts. This time, Tian Meimei didn't struggle, and tried her best to spread her thighs, stick out her buttocks, and raise her private parts high for him to eat.

Zhong Xijiang first used the tip of his tongue to eat her large labia a few times, smacked a few times, and then went to pluck her small labia. The small labia, when touched by his tongue, jumped up, became engorged with blood, and became erect, and even opened on its own, and became elastic.

Zhong Xijiang pursed the petals and gently bit them with his teeth, like plump shellfish meat. He really wanted to bite it off and eat it.

Tian Meimei grabbed his ear with her hand and pulled it up, saying, "Big brother, don't really eat me... you're hurting me."

Zhong Xijiang spat out the small, fleshy petals, then clenched his tongue and inserted it into the small, sticky opening. His tongue went in, stirred it around, and brought out a stream of sticky fluid that flowed down his tongue. He smacked his lips; it tasted sour, but had no unpleasant odor.

Zhong Xijiang thought of the large, moist opening of a flower-like opening. She often pressed his head down there, making him suck on her opening. When he sucked on her, fluid would flow from her opening. But the flower's private parts always had a musty smell, no matter how many times she washed it with alkali beforehand, or regularly rinsed it with feminine wash, she couldn't get rid of the smell. She had cervicitis, and her discharge was excessive, not vaginal lubrication, unlike Tian Meimei's vaginal lubrication.

Tian Meimei said, "Isn't my little sister nice? Isn't she delicate?"

Zhong Xijiang said, "She's wonderful, so delicate."

Tian Meimei said, "My husband always hesitates to put it in, afraid it will hurt me. But you killed me with that thing today, so this time I'll just look."

Zhong Xijiang said, "Little sister, are you going to torture me? No way, I want it!"

Chapter Thirty-Seven: An Older Man's Romance

After Tian Jingjing returned, Zhong Xijiang indeed rented another apartment for Tian Meimei in a garden-style community. For the next two months, Tian Meimei lived comfortably in this apartment, enjoying a privileged life like her sister Tian Jingjing. Her only concern was accompanying Zhong Xijiang to make love three or two times a week. ( ) As the year drew to a close, Tian Meimei said, "Boss Zhong, I need to go home for the New Year. It will be at least half a month before I can come back. During the Spring Festival travel rush, it's very inconvenient to travel by bus. If only I had my own car, I could go back around the time of the Kitchen God's Festival and be back around the first few days of the Lunar New Year..." Zhong Xijiang hugged Tian Meimei and kissed her, saying, "My beauty, you want your own car, don't you? That would cost at least 100,000 yuan. You definitely want one, so I'll buy you one?"

Tian Meimei said, "It costs so much money, how can I ask you to buy it? You're different from Tian Jingjing's lover, Ge Shangliang. He bought Jingjing a car because he's a boss, he owns a factory. You're not a boss, I can't bear to ask you to buy it..." As she spoke, Tian Meimei kissed Zhong Xijiang's nipples, making them tingle with pleasure. He pulled Tian Meimei close, pressing her down, and said, "My beauty, I can't let old man Ge laugh at me. You two sisters, Jingjing has a car, you don't, wouldn't that make me lose face!"

Over the next few months, Zhong Xijiang, through Tian Meimei, also hung out with Ge Shangliang and became acquainted. Like brothers-in-law, each had a member of the Tian family, so they competed to spend money on the sisters, the more they competed, the more they spent. Behind their backs, Tian Jingjing

said, "Okay, sister, let these two bastards fight it out, then they'll be willing to spend money on us!" The two sisters then reaped the benefits.

The next day, Zhong Xijiang called Tian Meimei, asking her to go to the car dealership to look at cars. Tian Jingjing drove her car there to accompany Tian Meimei.

They looked at several dealerships and finally chose a Kia K3, which was about the same price as Tian Jingjing's car. They paid a deposit, signed a contract, and picked up the car a week later.

Although Tian Meimei had secretly taken her driving test, she had never actually test-driven a car. When she went home in December, she planned to drive Tian Meimei's new Kia K3 with Tian Jingjing.

The night before she left, Tian Meimei called Zhong Xijiang and asked him to come over so she could spend the night with him.

That evening, Zhong Xijiang arrived early. Tian Meimei invited Zhou Huahua and also called Tian Jingjing over. Zhou Huahua, having resolved her marriage issues with Jin Yufan, had already returned to Suzhou. When she arrived that evening, Zhou Huahua brought her lover, Xiang Dongming. Tian Meimei and Zhong Xijiang treated everyone, with Zhong Xijiang paying for everything. They ate at the Rose Dream Restaurant and then went to Happy City for karaoke. The three couples then broke up.

Zhong Xijiang accompanied Tian Meimei back. As soon as they went upstairs, Zhong Xijiang asked, "Who is that big-eyed Miss Zhou to you? She's so beautiful!"

Tian Meimei retorted, "Don't be greedy! You want to make a move on Miss Zhou? Your little bit of money isn't even enough for me!"

Zhong Xijiang said, "What's wrong with taking a few more glances at a beautiful woman? Meimei, I only love you. In the past six months, I haven't slept with any other woman more than a few times. My heart is with you. Can't you feel that? When I'm with other women, I just go shopping with them, buy them clothes, and gold and silver jewelry without hesitation. But I really can't bear to buy a car for a woman. That shows how much I like you!"

Tian Meimei said, "In the past six months, you've spent a lot of money on me. I'm grateful to you, but I also feel bad about it. You're the only one who spends money on me. I really wanted to take you back to northern Jiangsu for the Spring Festival, but I have a man at home, so I'm too embarrassed. Now that we have a car, I'll get ready to come back after the second day of the Lunar New Year. It'll only be a week or so. You can wait, right?" She spoke with some emotion, kissing Zhong Xijiang's chin repeatedly.

Zhong Xijiang was also very moved. He said, "My beauty, go in peace. As long as you remember me and come back soon, I'll be happy."

Tian Meimei said, "During the New Year, you'd better spend it with that idiot. It still feels like home. I can't bear to part with you… Old Zhong, if I didn't have a family, I really wanted to stay by your side forever, never leaving your side!"

Zhong Xijiang said, "Stop talking! The more you talk, the sadder I get. I'm not even letting you go… Okay, tonight, let's enjoy ourselves. I want you to remember me this holiday!" They got into bed, and Zhong Xijiang took Tian Meimei's virginity. You Tian was very excited; he came quickly, and the two embraced and started talking.

Zhong Xijiang said, "Meimei, I can usually last a while, why did it end so quickly tonight?"

Tian Meimei said, "You're too excited. Okay, don't rush. The night is long, we'll do it again later."

As they talked, Zhong Xijiang turned the air conditioner up to thirty degrees Celsius. The machine hummed, and the room temperature gradually rose. Zhong Xijiang pulled back the covers, leaving Tian Meimei completely naked. Looking at her body, which had become even whiter after being covered by clothes all winter, he kissed her all over, saying, "Meimei, I always feel that once you leave, I don't know when you'll be back. I'm even afraid you won't come back at all."

Tian Meimei's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that Zhong Xijiang had guessed her thoughts. She felt like a thief caught red-handed. She had really thought it through. This Zhong Xijiang had been with her for half a year, and she had spent enough of his money. She had wanted a car, and she had gotten it. She planned to go back home after the New Year and never come here again. She couldn't bear to empty this old man's last savings for retirement. Now that he had guessed correctly with just one sentence, she felt a little guilty. She said, "Old Zhong, no way. Didn't I say there's nothing going on at home at the beginning of the year? I'll come back to be with you on the first few days of the new year. I don't want to leave either. If my husband hadn't called so many times, he would have been back from working in Tumen long ago. I wouldn't have gone home; I would have stayed to spend the new year with you.

" Zhong Xijiang said, "How could that be? I don't want you two to be separated for the new year. You should go back. Tonight, just let me enjoy myself for one night."

Zhong Xijiang wanted to go up again, but this time he couldn't get an erection. He said, "Meimei, what's wrong with me? The more I want it, the lazier it becomes"—he tried to lift his penis, but it wouldn't stand up.

Tian Meimei said, "You're in a bad mood. You're always thinking about me coming home. Don't overthink it. If you focus on that, you'll have the right mood."

Zhong Xijiang rubbed his penis again, but it just wouldn't obey him.

Tian Meimei said, "Let me soothe it." She bent down, picked up Zhong Xijiang's penis head with her mouth, and licked the bald head with her tongue. She then grasped the handle and stroked it up and down, and picked up the testicles, rolling them like iron balls in the hands of someone doing morning exercises. After a while, Zhong Xijiang's penis woke up.

Tian Meimei quickly lay down, raised her legs, spread them out in a V-shape, and made Zhong Xijiang bend down. But just as Zhong Xijiang was ready, the penis went limp again. Tian Meimei held it with her hands and stuffed the head into her body, making do with letting Zhong Xijiang's penis enter her.

Tian Meimei thought to herself, to repay the car he gave her and to thank him for his affection over the past six months, she planned to leave him tomorrow and no longer expect to come back. She wanted him to enjoy her last night. Tian Meimei then contracted her body and used her Jade Maiden Internal Energy.

But her body tensed up, and Zhong Xijiang couldn't get back in as soon as he pulled out.

Zhong Xijiang cursed himself for being useless, then reached into his pocket. He found a box, took out a capsule, and swallowed it with water. Less than twenty minutes later, his penis sprang to life at the slightest touch.

Tian Meimei asked, "You take sex drugs? Do you take them often?"

Zhong Xijiang ignored her, roughly pulling Tian Meimei's legs to the edge of the bed, forcing her hands to grip the edge of the mattress. He raised his penis and thrust it into her, then began to thrust wildly, making loud slapping noises. Soon, Tian Meimei couldn't take it anymore.

Tian Meimei felt Zhong Xijiang's penis seem to have doubled in size and length, each thrust reaching deep into her internal organs, causing waves of dull pain, yet also intense pleasure. It felt as if ice was thawing inside her, a clear fluid flowing down. Her entire body instinctively began to contract, curling into a tight, squirm shape, her private parts becoming particularly tight.

Zhong Xijiang felt incredibly good. He moved in and out of the bed like a piston, faster and faster, but without any sign of ejaculation.

After a while, his head, face, and chest were covered in sweat, their private parts sticking together, whether from sweat or Tian Meimei's vaginal fluid, it was hard to tell.

After a pause, Tian Meimei reached for the roll of white paper, stuffing it under her buttocks. When Zhong Xijiang withdrew his penis to wipe himself, she was surprised that he didn't ejaculate this time.

He said, "I didn't ejaculate, I'm resting for a bit. We're not finished yet, why aren't you coming down this time?" He grew impatient and resumed his movements.

Tian Meimei was also impatient, earnestly cooperating with him. They thrust wildly for a while longer, but still didn't finish.

Zhong Xijiang couldn't contain himself any longer. He grasped Tian Meimei's breasts with both hands, squeezing and pinching them, while his movements below became even more vigorous. He howled, and after a burst of effort, he finally ejaculated.

He cried out, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"—Tian Meimei only felt him convulse, like a bloodied pig trembling a few times on her body, then gently leaning down, and slowly sliding off her body. His hands loosened, and he fell backward onto the floor.

Tian Meimei quickly got up and looked at Zhong Xijiang. Zhong Xijiang was dead.

Tian Meimei panicked, unsure what to do. She wiped the sweat from his body with a towel and tried to carry him to bed, but she couldn't lift him. After a while, Zhong Xijiang came to his senses. He sighed and said, "Ah, I died. I died once. It felt so good. Go now. I won't think of you anymore, my beauty, my little enchantress, my little virgin."

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Beauty Returns to the Beauty Cave On

the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, when rural people were beginning to slaughter pigs and sheep, make steamed buns, and send the Kitchen God to the Western Paradise, Tian Jingjing drove Tian Meimei's Kia K3 with Zhou Huahua back to Yangjiaqiao.

Zhou Huahua and Jin Yufan divorced. The house they used to live in was awarded to Jin Yufan. Their two children, son Jin Xiaokun and daughter Jin Lanxiang, stayed with Zhou Huahua. Jin Lanxiang didn't go to Suzhou with Zhou Huahua; she stayed home to attend junior high school and went to her maternal grandparents' house during holidays. Zhou Huahua was alone and had nowhere to go, so Tian Meimei left her at her home in Yangjiaqiao for the New Year. Tian Jingjing went to her parents' house. Zhou Huahua

stayed at Tian Meimei's house. Liu Yacheng had returned from Tumen a month ago; it had already snowed there, so he couldn't work outside and had been working indoors for over a month. He returned home after settling his accounts, finished his chores, and just then, Tian Meimei returned.

When Tian Meimei returned, she let Liu Yacheng sleep alone in the small bed, while she and her sister Zhou Huahua slept in the large bed.

Zhou Huahua said, "Sister Tian, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Tian Meimei said, "Didn't I tell you? Yacheng can't do 'that,' so sleeping with me would only make both of us uncomfortable. It's better for him to sleep alone."

Zhou Huahua said, "I'll sleep alone then. I'm spending the New Year at your house, and I'm afraid it will upset Brother Liu. It's not good for you two to sleep separately!"

Tian Meimei said, "Then you can sleep with him." She said with a smile.

Zhou Huahua said, "Don't tease me. How could I bully my sister?"

Tian Meimei said, "Sister Zhou, when spring comes, I want to stay and renovate the house. I won't leave. Are you still leaving?"

Zhou Huahua said, "I'm going to visit Xiaolan at my parents' house to leave her some tuition money. I also need to go to Suzhou, but I won't go to Xiang Dongming's place anymore. He's also broke, unable to come up with much money. When he gets there, he'll think of another way, or maybe he'll have to dig a latrine."

Tian Meimei said, "Sister Zhou, I really don't want you to leave alone."

Zhou Huahua said, "I have no choice. Now that I'm divorced, I can't go home, my family dislikes my reputation, and my parents won't let me visit. What can I do if I don't go out?"

Tian Meimei smiled bitterly and said, "You shouldn't have taken this path in the first place. If I weren't Liu Yacheng with this problem, I'm afraid I would never have taken this step..." Zhou Huahua said, "Don't pretend to be virtuous. None of the 'white tiger women' have a weak sex drive. One man is never enough, is it? Most women can't handle your Yangjiaqiao's big stick and golden spear, but you've managed to handle them all, and you still say that!"

Tian Meimei suddenly remembered something and said, "Sister Zhou, why don't you stay? Just go to Hou Qi's 'Beauty Cave' and register. When there are customers, have him call you over. Oh, and in the summer, Wang Dabang will be back from Taiwan. You can take him as your mistress."

Zhou Huahua said, "How can I steal your old lover? I won't take him as my mistress. I'm afraid of his big stick."

Tian Meimei said, "Don't pretend you're young. Your 'cat hole' isn't deeper than mine, and you're bigger than me too." She laughed.

Zhou Huahua said, "Hey, Sister Tian, you've been with Wang Dabang and Hou Qi, just how big were their 'things'?"

Tian Meimei said, "If you want to eat fish, go into the water yourself. Why ask me

?" Zhou Huahua said, "I'm actually a little scared, what do you think?"

Zhou Huahua said, "That depends on your mood. The more scared you are, the bigger it will get, swelling until you can't stand it. If you like it but still aren't satisfied, that's how women are. Don't you know better than me? What woman selling herself is afraid of big ones!"

Zhou Huahua said, "Okay, I'll go out again. Seeing how tough it is out there, I'll come back and register at the Beauty Cave, then wait here slowly." Tian Meimei said

, "Why don't you register first before you leave?"

Zhou Huahua said, "I don't plan to stay for now. I'll wait and see. I don't want Hou Qi to taste my body first and then gossip. Yes, I heard that when you register at the Beauty Cave, you have to let him 'experience' it first." Tian Meimei said, "How would I know? I've never officially registered at the Beauty Cave."

Zhou Huahua said, "Didn't you let Hou Qi do it?"

Tian Meimei said, "That was Liu Yacheng asking him to subdue some kind of white tiger. I made him do it for nothing, I didn't get a single penny. He did it eighteen times in one night. That time, my pen was smashed, and it hurt for three or four days. And you still bring it up!"

Zhou Huahua said, "Then let's wait until we get to Suzhou to talk about it!"

After the Spring Festival, Zhou Huahua went to her parents' home, left tuition and living expenses for her daughter Jin Lanxiang, and then went to Suzhou alone.

In Suzhou, Zhou Huahua had nothing to do. She slept in the morning and went out for walks in the afternoon and evening.

In the afternoon, when some workers were on break, she would knock on the doors of their work sheds and ask, "Do you need a hole dug?"

Everyone in Suzhou knows what "da mao dong" (打毛洞) means. Men who want to have sex will haggle without hesitation. Once a price is agreed upon, Zhou Huahua enters the shed, doesn't wash or wipe herself, lifts her skirt

, and lies down on the bed, letting the men, their desires pent up, finish quickly and leave. Sometimes, there's a whole group in the shed, but Zhou Huahua isn't afraid. She counts the heads first, then lies down on the bed as usual. After one man is done, she gets up, washes herself in a bucket, doesn't even put her skirt down, and lies down to have the next man. After a group of men is finished, she collects thirty or fifty yuan from each and leaves. Fifty yuan for fewer men, forty or thirty yuan for more—it's just an extra roll of toilet paper for each additional man. She doesn't care. These men are easy to please; it's like defecating. They go in and come out quickly, like hungry tigers, but once they're done, they're like dead dogs, like hibernating snakes, completely impotent.

But this doesn't make her much money.

It's not easy to meet someone with the ambition to make big money. Xiang Dongming, whom she met last time, and Zhong Xijiang, whom Tian Meimei met, were rarely so lucky. Usually, the men she met were small business owners with families and children. Women like her weren't considered "big bosses," so they wouldn't even look at them. And if

a small business owner did meet one, he was always afraid of being discovered by his wife, so even after six months of dating, they had to constantly change locations. If the man's wife found out, she'd be beaten half to death. So, Zhou Huahua's second spring in Suzhou was basically spent peeping in brothels, earning meager wages. She used box after box of condoms, and when she counted her money, she had very few red bills; sometimes she had to use coins to make up the amount!

Disheartening! So Zhou Huahua called Tian Meimei and asked her to first inform Hou Qi at the Beauty Cave.

Zhou Huahua sent a sensual photo to Tian Meimei via Bluetooth on her phone. Tian Meimei showed it to Hou Qi, who swallowed hard and said, "Good, good, good, bring her back. This woman is too beautiful... I'll groom her to be the queen of my Beauty Cave."

So, in the early summer, amidst the fragrant flowers, Zhou Huahua arrived at Yangjia Bridge and went to the Beauty Cave.

At this point, our novel echoes the beginning. Now, please read the main text of this volume: Zhou Huahua Attracts Bees and Butterflies.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Zhou Huahua Attracts Bees and Butterflies.

After Zhou Huahua arrived at Hou Qi's Beauty Cave and underwent a "physical examination," Hou Qi, determined to make her the queen of the Beauty Cave, gave her a makeover, placing her in the first-class room of the Beauty Cave—the main house in the back courtyard—and preventing her from receiving casual guests who couldn't afford large sums of money.

Zhou Huahua didn't take any customers, so Hou Qi, besides providing her with food and drink, also gave her fifty yuan a day for lost wages. He wanted Zhou Huahua to wait in the Beauty Cave for a customer willing to spend a lot of money, preferably a monthly subscription.

Hou Qi knew that in Yangjiaqiao, or within a radius of ten miles around Yangjiaqiao, there were very few men willing to spend big. He priced Zhou Huahua at one thousand yuan a day, ten thousand yuan a month. With that price, all the scoundrels around Yangjiaqiao wouldn't dare to be the first to try her out; they could only drool over her every day.

Hou Qi had a hunch: Wang Dabang would be returning from Taiwan in about half a month. Wang Dabang had told him that only attractive women who registered at the Beauty Cave were reserved for him to have a monthly subscription. Therefore, Hou Qi wasn't in a hurry and wasn't worried that Zhou Huahua wouldn't fetch a high price on her first try.

Besides, Zhou Huahua had the looks and presence. Among women, while not a top-tier beauty, she was certainly of high quality. In the Yangjiaqiao area, or even in the entire Qilidian district, Zhou Huahua was a woman of considerable allure. She was far superior to women like Feng Xiangxiang, Fang Yuanyuan, Qin Yueyue, and Tian Dami. Even the petite and fair-skinned Tian

Meimei, aside from her shapely figure, couldn't compare to Zhou Huahua in terms of looks or talent. Aside from being a bit older and having less exceptionally fair skin, Zhou Huahua was flawless. Her

most captivating features, besides her beautiful face, were her ample bosom and shapely buttocks.

Zhou Huahua's breasts were exceptionally full, yet not sagging; they were the rare kind of naturally perky peaks. She was tall, and her waist remained slim, making her curves very shapely.
Hou Qi wouldn't let her wear a dress.

Hou Qi said, "I don't care what you do outside, or how you dress outside, but when you come to the Beauty Cave, you have to listen to me." He made Zhou Huahua wear a deep-necked, white, high-elasticity bodysuit, with a black pencil skirt. Her wavy hair shouldn't be combed too smoothly; it should be loosely and casually draped over her shoulders, even a little messy, giving the impression of just waking up. She wore soft white slippers. Walking from the courtyard to the front passageway, she swayed and twisted among the men and women playing cards, her hips swaying through the crowd. A fragrant breeze and the scent of flesh made it hard for the lustful men not to make mistakes.

She gently took down the small pieces of underwear from the clothes rack under the big locust tree in front of the door, holding them in her hands—the delicate panties, lace bras, and flesh-colored bodysuits or black fishnet stockings—before swaying back down the hallway, into the courtyard, and towards the backyard. All that remained in people's eyes was her swaying, plump buttocks and the two beautiful legs that moved back and forth beneath them, incredibly alluring… This was all Hou Qi's arrangement, all part of the process of making her the empress.

The clients said, "Seventh Master, aren't you going to torture us? We've all gotten our cards wrong, can't you lower the price a bit so we can have our fun?"

Hou Qi said, "This price can't be lowered. They have this kind of taste. Besides our Miss Zhou, which other woman could make you get your cards wrong?" "Is that so? A beauty, a beauty's price, how can it be compared to country rubbish? Don't you know Feng Xiangxiang? Can she sell for this price? And you say cheap things are no good?"

The customer said, "Seventh Master, what's the background of this Miss Zhou?"

Hou Qi replied, "Miss Zhou has seen the world in big cities. In big cities, she frequents royal nightclubs, is always chauffeured by big bosses, comes and goes in cars, and charges exorbitant prices for a meal or a cup of tea with a man!"

The customer laughed and said, "Seventh Master, you're exaggerating. What woman isn't just a hairy hole? If she's so alluring, why is she selling herself in a rural beauty den?"

Hou Qi said, "Did she sell herself? Did you buy her? If she can't afford it, she'll let you see her from all sides without charging you. That's a bargain for you. She'll feast your eyes, and you still have something to say?"

The customer said, "Seventh Master, how long will Miss Zhou stay in this beauty den? We come here every day to play cards, and it'll be a real treat to see her a few more times."

Hou Qi said, "Oh dear, I keep them here every day. I have to provide them with food and lodging, and even cosmetics—no, I mean rouge and powder. I also have to give them 50 yuan a day as compensation for lost work time, and they still don't want to. Aren't I just doing this to decorate the facade of the Beauty Cave? Who told the people of Yangjiaqiao to be so poor and unable to afford it? They won't stay long either. The boss from Suzhou calls every day to urge me on. I'm waiting for Wang Dabang to come back!"

The patrons all stuck out their tongues and said, "Hmm, only if Wang Dabang, that overseas Chinese, comes back can they afford it."

Hou Qi said, "That's not necessarily true. Yesterday, Miss Zhou accompanied me to the market at Yangjiaqiao. Several shop owners took a liking to her, not because they couldn't afford her, but because their husbands were difficult to deal with... It will take time for Miss Zhou to have business. You'll have to wait until the first and second rounds before you can afford to go back to other women. It might be next January or February before you can afford to buy from Miss Zhou, who knows..." The customers said, "You're just bragging. It's not like we can't do this. Whether Miss Zhou is gold or silver, fragrant or sweet, she's still a dildo. As for those women like Feng Xiangxiang, whether they're smelly or rotten, they're all the same. It's just to spit out that saliva. What's the difference?"

Hou Qi said, "Then you should judge her and stop nagging."

Hou Qi's brothel, advertised as the Yangjiaqiao Entertainment Center, was, as we mentioned at the beginning, filled with card tables set up in the front corridor and under the large locust tree at the entrance during the day for people to play cards for entertainment. Men and women were present, mostly lazy individuals. Half the men were involved in drinking, gambling, and whoring, and the women were also of questionable character. If a man and woman hit it off, they would leave the game and go to Hou Qi's west wing for a tryst before returning to play cards – a common occurrence. Hou Qi made a living by charging for the beds there; this had become the norm.

Only retired elderly people, not wanting to stay in seclusion, would come here to play cards – that was true entertainment, and those were people of status. People like Mao Guomin, the man we described in another book, *Peach Blossom Temptation*, Mao Guanglin's father and Fu Yuhuan's father-in-law, were rare. The old men of Yangjiaqiao, sometimes seeing the young men in the Beauty Cave indulging in pleasure, and sometimes the old bachelors, on a whim, would also go to the back rooms to see what it was like. They said they were just looking around, but actually they were looking for clients. However, out of politeness, Hou Qi would let them come at night and prepare for them. So, those old men would come for a while behind their families' backs. Their targets were cheap women like Feng Xiangxiang; they didn't care about looks, as long as they were better than their deceased wives and younger, giving them the feeling of an old ox eating tender grass. Thirty or fifty yuan, saved from their children's allowance, wasn't a loss, they just didn't want people to know.

Therefore, almost none of the people who came to Hou Qi's Beauty Cave to gamble were decent people!

No wonder that time when Erzhutou caught Tian Dami, he cursed Hou Qi's Beauty Cave, saying, "What Beauty Cave? It's just a pen cave!"

Hou Qi couldn't help but laugh inwardly. So what if it's a brothel? What's wrong with that? There's food and fun, it's all good. That's how things are in the world. If there are buyers, there will be sellers. Who's to blame? Don't be a sour grapes!

To expand the influence of his brothel, Hou Qi had his cousin in the police station protecting him, so he wasn't afraid of getting into trouble. Besides, his cousin would tip him off. And besides, he told his cousin that his brothel wasn't a den of iniquity, but a rural entertainment venue, charging a small fee to enrich rural cultural life—what's wrong with that?

Hou Qi's worry was that his brothel only did small business, just collecting bed fees, not making any big money. So he wanted a queen to embody the brothel. Now that Zhou Huahua had arrived, how could he not work hard to promote and package her?

So every day, Hou Qi would have Zhou Huahua dress up alluringly, looking delicate, pitiful, weak, and alluring, and take her out for a stroll, swaying her beautiful breasts and twisting her fleshy hips, hoping to amplify her influence and have men and women spread her name. It wasn't about waiting passively, but about attracting attention... At night, Hou Qi would enjoy this beautiful woman alone.

Chapter Forty: The Empress's Allure

During the day, every afternoon, Hou Qi would take Zhou Huahua to the Yangjiaqiao market to buy things, mostly vegetables, but also some other items. Hou Qi did this for "strolling," as was the common saying in the courtyard back then. Hou

Qi, a thin old man, leading a beautiful woman, would walk through the Qilidian market, looking at this shop and that shop. When the male shopkeepers stopped to smoke a cigarette and make jokes, the shopkeepers would stare at the beauty beside them.

Hou Qi had Zhou Huahua hold a red floral parasol, dressed in a moon-white dress, her fair shoulders, white legs, pert breasts, and shapely buttocks gleaming. It was impossible for the business owners not to stare. This was advertising, what used to be called "strolling." In the past, brothel owners would bring their top and second-tier prostitutes out to solicit customers in this way. Do one thing, love it; love it, specialize in it; specialize in it, master it—this was Hou Qi's own invention, not something he learned from the old brothel owners. He was a smart man; he had figured it out himself before implementing it.

Hou Qi didn't allow Zhou Huahua to carry any vegetables, radishes, fresh meat, or live fish, as that would defile her and lower her standards. He wanted Zhou Huahua to simply follow him. Walk, but in a leisurely, stop-and-go manner, not in a rush, not hurried. Just let her follow him with that red floral parasol, what could she possibly carry in her hands?

Holding a small bag containing a pack of sanitary napkins and a bag of pistachios or a pomegranate, Zhou Huahua stood up, her left and right feet slightly apart, like a student at ease. The extended foot kept tiptoeing, her red toenails incredibly alluring. She cracked open a pistachio, licking the flesh onto her pink tongue, picking at it, then licking it back in, spitting the shell at the feet of the shopkeepers, followed by a seductive smile, her eyes conveying not subtle flirtation, but an undeniable allure… Returning home in the evening, it was time for Hou Qi to teach her his skills.

First, Hou Qi taught Zhou Huahua the techniques of seducing and enticing men.

Zhou Huahua said, “Seventh Master, I know this, I don’t need you to teach me. Wasn’t I good enough when I went out with you during the day?”

Hou Qi said, “You were quite good when you went out, but did you notice what those men noticed about you?”

Zhou Huahua said, “I can’t tell, they must have noticed my low neckline and my thighs, right?” "You made me walk around with my legs bare, getting tanned all summer long. Now I have nothing left to offer in bed!"

Hou Qi said. "That's true. Next time you come with me, wear thick, dark-colored stockings underneath to protect your skin, then put on a pair of black fishnet stockings. Men will think that's just your breasts, very sexy." "That's good. We need to plan this carefully. I agree with you on that point. But have you noticed how men always stare at your chest, hips, and legs?"

Zhou Huahua said. "Yes, isn't that good? Isn't that the effect we want?"

Hou Qi said. "Wrong.

" Zhou Huahua said. "Why?"

Hou Qi said. "Then you'll just become a piece of meat, selling your body. What kind of temperament or substance will you have? How can you attract high-class men ?"

Zhou Huahua said. "Then what should I do?"

Hou Qi said. "First, I'll have you carry pistachios. You can't eat them on the street, and you can't spit the shells at men's feet. That's blatant flirting." This blatant flirting exposes your identity, making you seem like a seasoned veteran, no longer the greenhorn you were when you first started out. You need to act like a lady, looking at people timidly and furtively, never staring directly at them, but also not avoiding their gaze. Act confidently, not indifferent, but rather worldly-wise, someone who doesn't care about the men under your command, displaying an arrogant air. And

where you stand, don't stand on tiptoe, and don't look around. Be indifferent. When men speak to you or try to flatter you, act as if you're deaf. Never initiate conversation unless they speak to you specifically. Do you understand?

Zhou Huahua said, "There's so much to learn?

" Hou Qi said, "It's not about learning, it's about specializing in your field. Every profession has its masters. In our line of work, we're not called masters, we're called courtesans! We're called queens."

"You must listen to me well so I can properly cultivate and mold you, making you a noble person. When you leave Yangjiaqiao in the future, don't forget me. So many famous courtesans of the past have left their mark on history. Can't my Beauty Cave cultivate a Du Shiniang, a Dong Xiaowan, or a Chen Yuanyuan?"

Zhou Huahua said, "Seventh Master, I'm willing to accept your training. I'll listen to you!"

Hou Qi said, "These past few days, I've been observing men's reactions to you on the street. They often look at your measurements. Do you understand measurements? You must understand this; you're more avant-garde than me—men shouldn't look at a woman's measurements. It makes a woman seem vulgar."

Zhou Huahua said, "Then how can men look at a woman without seeming vulgar?"

Hou Qi said, "Let me explain slowly. This isn't something I can teach you all at once."

Hou Qi said, "Do you know what made famous courtesans of the past famous? They were famous for their skills in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, and playing instruments, not their measurements. Many famous courtesans weren't particularly beautiful, but they were outstanding in talent and had first-rate social skills." So women need to learn this to be sophisticated, but of course, it takes more than a day or two to master.

Zhou Huahua said, "What you've said has made me lose all confidence."

Hou Qi said, "I'm just setting high standards, aren't I? Whether you do it well or not, I'll teach you, and you won't have come to my 'beauty cave' in vain. If you leave, don't blame me, right?"

Zhou Huahua said, "You're right, I'll listen to you."

Hou Qi said, "Let's not talk about that anymore. Let's talk about sex. You know, even the best and most beautiful women are all the same flesh. A penis inserted into a fleshy bowl, turning a mortar and digging a hole, isn't it all the same thing? It's like the same dish, prepared ten times. A radish, boiled or raw, is still eaten. A piece of meat, stewed or roasted, is still meat. Why choose different cooking methods? It's to create different flavors, and flavors depend on the diner.

Women are the same. During sex, you need to choose different methods to seduce different men.

First, some men are open and want to be direct, so you should use a reverse approach." The more open he is, the more shy and bashful you should be. Let him undress you, piece by piece, protecting yourself as he does so, like unwrapping a package. Don't let him open up all at once and see your body completely. You might even have him turn off the lights to highlight your shyness and make him think you're inexperienced and tender.

During sex, never take the initiative, and never reciprocate. If he kisses you, dodge; if he enters you, avoid him. Let him try a few times, placing his penis on your thighs or lower abdomen. Don't let him enter you on the first time, and definitely don't open your legs to welcome him. When he does enter, scream in pain, understand?

Zhou Huahua listened intently and said, "Seventh Master, no wonder Sister Tian Meimei said you were extraordinary when she introduced me to this place. I really didn't realize you were so knowledgeable. The techniques you described are so well-structured and systematic, they could be written into a textbook for prostitutes, a motto for them."

Hou Qi said, "Don't insult me. Are you trying to add insult to injury?" I'm giving you a lesson. If you don't want to listen, I'm too lazy to waste my breath trying to mold you. I told you I'd make you the queen of my beauty den, but you'll only last two months. Even the best food gets old eventually.

Zhou Huahua said, "Seventh Master, go ahead, I'm listening!"

Hou Qi said, "What I was talking about was for men of taste. Of course, in the countryside, men of taste are few and far between. Just like delicacies, no matter how good, are worthless in the countryside. So you have to learn to do business with ordinary people. This industry is the same."

He said, "When you meet an ordinary man from the countryside, don't act like you're still a virgin. Country men like straightforward, honest men. So, you have to be more generous. Before a man even wants you, take the initiative. How? Let me have a smoke first…"

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