[Urban] Urban Chronicles (Complete) - 4-6

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Chapter 7.

When Yiran and Zheng Jian arrived at the karaoke bar, Cao Yang, Han Feng, and Chen Bin were already quite drunk. Su Ting invited Yiran to sit next to her, and the two women quickly began discussing which mall had the most suitable clothing styles and which store sold the most authentic cosmetics—questions that seemed utterly pointless to the men. Zheng Jian seemed eager to talk to Yiran more, but Su Ting's meddling forced him to join his brothers in drinking.

After chatting for a while, Su Ting selected a song for Yiran. Singing was no problem for Yiran, a piano teacher, but the issue was that she sang mostly old songs. Even for someone of Han Feng's age, the songs Yiran chose were rather outdated. Fortunately, Yiran's voice was very pleasant; otherwise, listening to these old-fashioned songs would have given Zheng Jian the feeling of listening to his own mother sing.

It was almost midnight when they left the karaoke bar. As they walked out of the private room, Han Feng quietly asked Su Ting, "Are you sure it's okay to go home so late?"

"I told Ding Wei it was a company gathering,"

Su Ting replied. "It's fine, it's not like it's always like this."

Since she had been drinking, she couldn't drive. Han Feng called a taxi for Su Ting to go first, and then the group hailed two more taxis. Han Feng, Cao Yang, and Chen Bin got into one, while Zheng Jian accompanied Yi Ran into the other. Once in the car, Zheng Jian, sitting in the passenger seat, turned to ask Yi Ran, "Did you have fun?"

"It was great," Yi Ran

smiled. "Sister Ting and Lawyer Han..."

"You noticed?"

Zheng Jian chuckled. "They're quite something."

"Oh,"

Yi Ran looked at Zheng Jian. "No wonder Lawyer Han didn't want to be with my sister... Sister Ting did say... I thought she was joking, but isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"We can't control that,"

Zheng Jian shook his head and laughed.

Back home, Chen Bin and Cao Yang took turns showering in the bathroom, while Zheng Jian continued chatting with Yi Ran in the living room. Han Feng went back to his room, sat for a while, then went to the balcony to smoke. Halfway through his cigarette, the French doors to Yi Ran's room opened behind him, and Yi Ran, holding a bathrobe, stood in the doorway and said to Han Feng, "I'd like to use your bathroom..."

"Weren't you just chatting?"

Han Feng said, holding an ashtray. "I'll go to the living room, you can use it."

He left the bedroom, closed the door, and went to the living room, looking at Zheng Jian on the sofa. "Weren't you two chatting so well? Why did you suddenly stop?"

"Too few topics..."

Zheng Jian glanced at Yi Ran's door. "A bit of a communication barrier."

"Damn!"

Han Feng sat down on the sofa next to him. "You have a communication barrier, don't you?"

"Very likely."

Zheng Jian nodded. "She just talked to me for ages about the students at school, and I didn't find it interesting."

"You idiot!"

Han Feng continued smoking. "If someone's willing to talk to you, just listen. It's better than them not talking to you at all, right?"

"But I don't want to listen,"

Zheng Jian muttered. "It's boring."

“Then you should take the initiative to find a topic,”

Han Feng suggested.

“I don’t have much to talk about besides work and games, she definitely doesn’t want to listen,”

Zheng Jian frowned.

“Did she say she didn’t want to listen?”

Han Feng asked.

“I don’t think she wants to listen,”

Zheng Jian shook his head, “She didn’t say it.”

“How do you know she doesn’t want to listen if you didn’t say it?”

Han Feng glared at Zheng Jian, “How did you get to this age? Have you wasted your life?”

The two chatted for a while longer. When Han Feng returned to his room, Yi Ran had already finished showering and gone back to her room. Han Feng showered, turned off the light, and went to sleep. At this time, Yi Ran was standing naked in front of the mirror in the wardrobe, applying body lotion.

Looking at her naked self in the mirror, Yi Ran carefully applied lotion to every inch of her skin. Finally, she sat on the edge of the bed, changed her hand cream, and applied it to her fair feet before taking off her hair drying cap and starting to comb her shoulder-length hair.

After completing the entire process, it was already past 1 a.m. Yiran lay in bed, turned off the light, and suddenly found Zheng Jian's appearance amusing. Many boys and men had liked her since childhood, but none of them had ever caught her eye. She could tell from Zheng Jian's attitude that she didn't dislike him, but they had only known each other for two days…

Sleepiness quickly replaced her wild thoughts. When Yiran opened her eyes, it was already morning. She got up, cooked, and ate breakfast. She only started washing her face and brushing her teeth after Han Feng and the others left. It was past 10 a.m. when she finally started changing her clothes.

Unlike ordinary teachers, Yiran's working hours were from 11:30 a.m. to 6:30 p.m., the schedule for teachers in the school's training department. After getting dressed, she left the house and entered the school gate promptly at 11 a.m.

Arriving at the music room, Yiran first filled a kettle with water and made herself a cup of rose and jujube tea. Just as she was about to go to the cafeteria to buy something, the "tap-tap" of high heels came from the corridor. Yiran opened the music room door and saw Fang Lin walking towards her.

Fang Lin was her colleague and also Yi Ran's best friend in the city. Both were piano teachers, though Fang Lin was a year older than Yi Ran. They had both arrived at the school on the same day. Seeing Yi Ran peek out, Fang Lin waved to her: "Let's go eat!"

The two went to the cafeteria; the lunch menu wasn't fully set yet. They ordered something casually and sat down at a corner table. Fang Lin put down her plate and asked Yi Ran mysteriously, "Who was the man who picked you up yesterday? Your new boyfriend?"

"You saw him?"

Yi Ran took a bite of food. "No, not my boyfriend, just a friend I met."

"Is he your landlord?"

Fang Lin continued, "You're really daring, living with four men. Aren't you afraid they'll..."

She paused there.

“I don’t think they’re those kinds of people,”

Yiran laughed. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare move there. Don’t assume the worst of people.”

“It’s always better to be careful,”

Fang Lin whispered. “Take Director Li from our training department, for example. He doesn’t seem like a gentleman, but last time at the dinner party, he grabbed my hand and wouldn’t let go…”

“If it were me, I’d slap him across the face!” Yiran

said fiercely. “You’re just too honest, that’s why he dared to take advantage of you.”

“Sigh…”

Fang Lin sighed. “We’re all junior teachers, and our families are all from out of town. Finding a job isn’t easy. We should just put up with it.”

“I definitely can’t stand it,”

Yiran looked at Fang Lin. “I can just quit and leave. We can find a job anywhere.”

“I want to do that too, but I can’t,”

Fang Lin shook her head. “Other education centers are all contract-based, which is basically temporary. Here, at least they can help with residency…”

“But that won’t happen for another two years, right?”

Yiran asked.

Fang Lin nodded: “Just another year and a half. Once I get my residency, I won’t have to put up with this humiliation anymore.”

“So what if you have a household registration?”

Yiran continued talking while eating. “You still have to work, right?”

“That’s true…”

Fang Lin sighed softly again. “I have to find a good man to marry while I’m still young.”

“You spineless little woman!” Yiran

laughed.

After lunch, the two returned to their respective practice rooms for lessons. After an afternoon of lessons, Yiran felt a little sore in her neck. Fortunately, the last lesson was with a sixth-grade student. At 5:45, when this student, nicknamed Lingling, came to the practice room with her sheet music, Yiran was sitting in a chair rubbing the back of her neck.

“Ran’s mom!”

Lingling called out to Yiran. This was how she addressed Yiran. The little boarding student was always especially affectionate towards Yiran. “Tired?”

“Yes.”

Yiran nodded. “Let’s have class. Let’s play last week’s homework first.”

Lingling put the sheet music on the music stand: “I’m tired today too. Can we skip class?”

“Just playing?” Yiran

looked at Lingling’s chubby little hands.

The child shook her head: "There's so much homework, I haven't finished it yet."

"Then just play a little, otherwise you'll get rusty."

Yiran pinched Lingling's cheek. "I'll check my homework next week."

"Mom is so nice!"

Lingling leaned over and kissed

Yiran's cheek. The forty-five-minute piano lesson ended quickly as Yiran and Lingling played and learned. After taking Lingling back to the classroom, Yiran said goodbye to Fang Lin and then left work. When she got home, Han Feng and Cao Yang hadn't returned yet. Zheng Jian and Chen Bin were already sitting at the dining table, with several lunch boxes on it, which looked like groceries bought from a restaurant.

"Let's eat!"

Zheng Jian pointed to the dishes on the table as Yi Ran entered. "President Chen bought some good food today."

"That saves me trouble."

Yi Ran looked at Zheng Jian and Chen Bin. "You guys eat first, I'll change my clothes."

When she came out after changing, Zheng Jian had already served her rice. Sitting down at the table, Yi Ran asked, "Aren't they coming back for dinner?"

"They're both busy."

Zheng Jian replied. "Don't worry about them, they won't starve."

"Okay."

Yi Ran ate a couple of bites. The TV in the living room was playing the news, seemingly announcing some new policy to reduce the burden on students. Yi Ran listened for a bit, remembered what Lingling had said, and sighed, "Students these days are really tired."

"Huh?"

Zheng Jian was taken aback.

Yi Ran continued, "All sorts of tutoring classes, piano lessons, dance lessons, the kids are almost exhausted."

"We all went through that."

Chen Bin smiled.

“But I wasn’t this tired back then.”

Yiran shook her head. “At least I had time to play.”

“You can’t really talk about these things.”

Chen Bin put the food into his bowl. “We had it much easier back then. I remember we only had half-day classes in elementary school.”

“So…” Yiran

replied, “Reducing the burden, reducing the burden, the more you reduce it, the more tired we become.”

“Isn’t it all for getting into university?”

Chen Bin continued. “The current environment is bad, and parents are so materialistic. It’s all gone like this.”

Hearing Chen Bin say this, Yiran nodded: “Exactly. Some parents see others learning and make their children learn too. I have a few students like that. Their fingers aren’t very good, but their parents still insist they play the piano. It’s hard to learn without talent.”

“I agree!”

Zheng Jian gestured from the side. “Academic performance is innate. Take my brother and me, for example. We went to school at the same time, but he got into a top university while I could only afford to pay to get in…”

“That’s because your brother worked harder than you, right?”

Yiran chuckled.

“Qiangzi is quite hardworking,”

Chen Bin nodded. “But I don’t disagree with what Zheng Jian said. Whether you can learn well depends on talent, like… never mind.”

“Like you…”

Zheng Jian chimed in, “My brother works so hard but doesn’t get as good grades as you, who crams at the last minute before every exam. That’s talent.” He

turned to Yi Ran, “There are three types of students: top students, average students, and slackers. I’m a slacker, my brother is an average student, and Mr. Chen is clearly a top student.”

“I was a slacker back then,” Yi

Ran laughed. “My academic performance was terrible when I was in school. If I hadn’t learned piano, I don’t know what I would be doing now.”

“That’s called having a skill,”

Zheng Jian shrugged. “If it weren’t for my dad protecting me, I probably wouldn’t even be able to find a job.”

“How pitiful!”

Yi Ran exclaimed dramatically. “What about Brother Cao Yang and Lawyer Han? Are they top students too? I’ve always envied those who are good at studying.”

“Cao Yang can only be considered half a top student, but he’s hardworking,”

Chen Bin shook his head. “As for that guy surnamed Han… he’s from a different plane.”

"Dimensional world?"

Yiran paused, "What do you mean?"

"It means we're not from the same world,"

Zheng Jian explained. "That guy smokes, drinks, and chases girls; he's a complete scoundrel. Brother Cao said that back in middle school, he never saw him study, yet his grades were outrageously good, and he was disobedient. The teachers couldn't handle him..."

"It's not that he doesn't study,"

Chen Bin countered Zheng Jian. "In college, Han Feng was the most bookish person in our class. Although he didn't study anything in depth, he had a great memory. He could remember things he'd only read once or twice, so..."

"Brother Han's memory is indeed excellent,"

Zheng Jian thought for a moment. "Last time I went out to eat with some friends, Brother Han actually remembered that we had eaten at that table a year ago, and he could even tell me where everyone was sitting. That really startled me."

"Isn't that like a monster?"

Yiran was speechless.

"Pretty much..."

Zheng Jian chuckled, "Anyway, it's pretty scary."

"What a strange person,"

Yi Ran muttered to herself, "It's the first time I've encountered someone like this..."

Hearing her say that, Chen Bin looked at Zheng Jian, who froze for a moment, then blurted out, "Holy shit!"

"Huh?"

Yi Ran looked up at Zheng Jian.

"Nothing, let's eat."

Zheng Jian picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of food.

After dinner, Yi Ran went back to her room to shop online. After washing the dishes, Chen Bin sat in the living room and couldn't help but laugh at Zheng Jian's blank expression: "Going crazy again, huh?"

Zheng Jian nodded.

"What were you thinking?"

Chen Bin was still laughing. "You don't even think before you speak. Think about what you said. I think this girl is getting more and more interested in Han Feng..."

"That's why I'm conflicted,"

Zheng Jian replied. "But... I can't say I like her yet, I'm just afraid of losing the gamble..."

"That's your own fault."

Just as Chen Bin said this, Cao Yang opened the door and came in. Seeing Cao Yang return alone, Chen Bin asked, "Not with Han Feng?"

"No,"

Cao Yang said, changing his shoes. "I went out by myself."

"With a woman, right?"

Zheng Jian pressed on.

"A friend,"

Cao Yang replied, sitting down on the sofa. "I'm exhausted. I really want a long vacation... By the way, what are your plans for May Day? Want to go out and have some fun?"

"I'm busy,"

Chen Bin answered. "A friend is coming over for May Day."

"What about you?"

Cao Yang looked at Zheng Jian.

Zheng Jian thought for a moment: "The suburbs should be fine, I don't want to go too far."

"Of course, the suburbs."

Cao Yang started smoking. "I have to go on a business trip after May Day, I don't want to go too far, but there's not much to do in the suburbs, and besides, it's not fun for just the two of us guys."

"We can ask Teacher Yiran, Su Ting definitely can't go with us. "

Zheng Jian pointed to Yiran's door, "I wonder if her cousin is free... You can also ask your friends, the more the merrier."

Cao Yang nodded: "Let's see, if it doesn't work out, we can stay at a farmhouse for a couple of days."

"We'll see."

Zheng Jian got up and went back to his room, "I'm going to play cards."

When Han Feng returned, Cao Yang and Chen Bin had already gone back to their rooms. Hearing the running water in the bathroom, he knew Yiran was taking a shower. Han Feng put down his things and went to the balcony. After a while, Yiran came out of the bathroom with her hair still wet. Seeing Han Feng on the balcony, Yiran smiled: "Just got back?"

"Yeah."

Han Feng replied, "Time to sleep?"

"Yes."

Yiran walked across the balcony back to her room and closed the French door. "Goodnight!"

"Good night!"

Han Feng nodded to Yi Ran.

The next morning, Han Feng went to work as usual. As soon as he entered the office, he saw Wei Ji, whom he hadn't seen for several days, talking to another man. Turning around and seeing Han Feng, Wei Ji stood up and greeted him, "Good morning, Attorney Han!" "

Good morning!"

Han Feng nodded. "I haven't seen you these days. What have you been busy with?"

"It's that case I just took on,"

Wei Ji continued. "Come on, let me introduce you. This is Sun Ming, the intern lawyer I'm supervising. This is Attorney Han Feng."

He pointed to the young man beside him.

Han Feng looked Sun Ming, the intern lawyer, up and down, and said with a smile, "This is the intern lawyer who came with Lin Danmei?"

Seeing Wei Ji nod, he continued to Sun Ming, "Come on, call me 'Master'!"

Sun Ming was taken aback, looking at Wei Ji, who laughed, "Brother Han, don't tease him."

Turning to Sun Ming, he said, "I was also trained by Brother Han before, so calling you 'Master' isn't unfair."

"No!"

Han Feng waved his hand, "I'm not that old, just call me Lawyer Han..."

After exchanging a few more words with Wei Ji, Han Feng said to Lin Danmei, who was sitting on the other side, "Come here for a moment."

Lin Danmei followed Han Feng into his office. As Han Feng hung up his coat, he said, "I don't have many cases recently, so I can't assign you any work. I suggest you look at the firm's previous case files to avoid wasting time. Of course, if you have your own things to do, that's fine too..."

"Okay."

Lin Danmei nodded.

"If you need any documents, just tell Xu Yue

," Han Feng continued. "That's all."

"Then I'll go out first."

Lin Danmei got up and opened the door.

Han Feng nodded and sat down in a chair. Suddenly, his phone rang. He answered and heard Gu Wanqing's voice: "Attorney Han, are you free tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is Saturday."

Han Feng looked at his work calendar. "Is there something you need?"

"I'd like you to help me look at a house,"

Gu Wanqing said on the phone.

"I see..."

Han Feng thought for a moment, "Okay, when?"

At ten o'clock on Saturday morning, Han Feng drove to the downstairs of Gu Wanqing's house. After Gu Wanqing got into the car with a flushed face, Han Feng immediately asked, "Why didn't you call Yiran?"

Gu Wanqing lowered her head: "I don't want her to know about these things."

Han Feng started the car: "Where to?"

Following Gu Wanqing's directions, after driving for about half an hour, Han Feng parked the car at the entrance of a residential area. After getting out of the car, Gu Wanqing made a phone call first, and after hanging up, she said to Han Feng, "The landlord said he'll be there in a while."

Han Feng hummed in agreement: "Is this close to your workplace?"

"Yes."

Gu Wanqing replied, "It's only a ten-minute walk."

"That's not bad."

Han Feng lit a cigarette, "I heard from Yiran that you're doing graphic design at your current company?"

Gu Wanqing nodded: "I used to study this, so it's like going back to my old profession..."

The two chatted for a while, and a short, plump woman walked over from a distance. When she saw Gu Wanqing, she shouted loudly, "Miss Gu!"

"This is the landlord."

Gu Wanqing whispered to Han Feng.

The plump woman approached Han Feng and looked him over. "And this is?"

"My friend,"

Gu Wanqing replied. The three of them entered the residential complex and went to a building in the center. They went up to the fifth floor, and the plump woman unlocked a door. "Miss Gu, this apartment is absolutely perfect. If I didn't need the money..."

Before she could finish, Han Feng stepped into the room. It was a large studio apartment, about 60 square meters in total. The layout seemed reasonable, and the lighting was quite good, but the room was completely unfurnished. Gu Wanqing glanced at it briefly and said to the plump woman, "We need to discuss this further." She

pulled Han Feng aside and whispered, "Is this alright?"

Han Feng hesitated for a moment. "Why don't you just decide?"

Gu Wanqing blushed. "I saw it the day before yesterday and thought it was good, but... I wanted to ask your opinion."

"It's alright,"

Han Feng nodded. "How much?"

"The landlord wants two million. I think it's too expensive. My apartment can only sell for a maximum of 1.5 million..."

Gu Wanqing's voice trailed off.

"Understood."

Han Feng walked past Gu Wanqing to the plump woman. "Can you lower the price?"

The plump woman looked at Han Feng, then at Gu Wanqing: "If we sign the contract today, it'll be 190..."

"What if we pay directly?"

Han Feng stared at the plump woman. "1.8 million. You still need to renovate this house. If you agree, we can sign the contract right away, and I can transfer the payment to you today, how about it?"

"The full amount?"

The plump woman glared at Han Feng.

Han Feng smiled: "The full amount."

"Brother, you're really straightforward, sure!"

The plump woman laughed loudly.

Han Feng reviewed the property documents brought by the homeowner. After both parties signed the contract, Han Feng and the homeowner went to the bank across the street to complete the transfer procedures. After everything was settled, Han Feng said to the plump woman: "I'll have Miss Gu go with you to complete the transfer on Monday, is that alright?"

"No problem."

The plump woman nodded hurriedly.

After seeing the homeowner off and returning to Han Feng's car, Gu Wanqing looked at Han Feng with some hesitation: "Isn't this too hasty?"

"It's alright."

Han Feng shook his head, "After you finish the transfer next week, start renovations immediately and move in quickly, so your ex-husband won't cause you any more trouble."

"Okay."

Gu Wanqing looked back at Han Feng, "I'll pay you back 150 yuan after I sell my house, and I'll pay you back the rest later."

"No rush."

Han Feng smiled, "I'm hungry, let's go eat, what do you want to eat?"

After lunch, Han Feng drove Gu Wanqing home. After sitting in the room for a while, just as he was about to leave, Gu Wanqing's phone suddenly rang.

Picking up the phone and glancing at it, Gu Wanqing said to Han Feng, "Yiran..."

and then answered the phone.

"Hello? Sis, are you home?"

Yiran's voice came from the other end of the phone. Han Feng, who had already gotten up, raised his eyebrows upon hearing Yiran's voice, suddenly came to Gu Wanqing, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch Gu Wanqing's left leg.

Through the thin flesh-colored stockings, Gu Wanqing's long legs appeared exceptionally supple. When Han Feng's hand began to wander, Gu Wanqing used her right leg to resist him, saying into the phone, "I'm at home... Ah!"

The last word was only uttered because Han Feng's fingers had already slipped inside her skirt.

"What's wrong, sis?" Yi Ran

, of course, had no idea what was happening on the other end and continued to ask.

"Nothing..."

Gu Wanqing said, her upper body already pushed down onto the bed by Han Feng. She pressed her ear to the phone and said, "No holiday today?"

"I am on holiday, that's why I'm calling you." Yi Ran

continued, "I'm planning to cook a few more dishes today, sis, come over and eat with us!"

"Uh..."

Gu Wanqing glared at Han Feng, who was pulling the stockings off Gu Wanqing's buttocks, along with her white underwear.

"I'd better not go..."

Gu Wanqing gasped for breath, waving her left hand repeatedly at Han Feng, because she had already seen Han Feng unzip his pants, his erect penis pointing directly at her lower body. She quickly tightened her legs.

"No, sis."

The other end of the line continued to persuade Gu Wanqing.

"Well..."

When Han Feng's penis hit Gu Wanqing's body, Gu Wanqing realized that her lower body was already wet. She quickly shouted into the phone, "Okay, I'll go. I have something to do right now. I'll hang up and be there in a bit."

The moment she hung up the phone, Han Feng's penis suddenly parted Gu Wanqing's labia and pressed straight against her clitoris. Her vagina, suddenly filled, contracted sharply, and Gu Wanqing cried out, "Ah!" She said to Han Feng, "Really..."

but her face turned crimson in an instant.

After their previous passionate encounter, Gu Wanqing felt no resistance to Han Feng, either mentally or physically. His penis thrust in and out of her vagina, the intense heat repeatedly washing over her. Watching Han Feng thrust his lower body towards her with all his might, a sweet smile appeared on Gu Wanqing 's face. She reached out her slender fingers and unbuttoned her top.

A light pink bra appeared before Han Feng. He then pulled off his own clothes, shifted his legs, threw off his pants, bent down, and lifted Gu Wanqing's body, flipping her onto the edge of the bed.

Assassinating Han Feng, his penis pressed against her cervix from below. Gu Wanqing writhed wildly for a moment. Han Feng stopped, kissed her cheek, and then gently pulled off her clothes. With

her bra off, Gu Wanqing was left only in a dress around her waist. Just as Han Feng was about to continue conquering this woman, his phone rang.

Holding the nearly naked Gu Wanqing in one arm, Han Feng bent down and pulled his phone from his pocket on the floor. Seeing Yi Ran's name on the screen, he waved the phone at Gu Wanqing, then answered the call while she stared intently at him.

"Han Feng!" Yi Ran

asked, just as she had when she called Gu Wanqing, "Where are you?"

Han Feng glanced at Gu Wanqing's erect breasts, then used his left hand to gather her hands behind her back, thrusting his lower body upwards forcefully. "Outside."

His movement wasn't large, but Gu Wanqing's body arched violently, his glans hitting her clitoris, causing her body to tremble involuntarily. Gu Wanqing wanted to break free from Han Feng's hands, but she didn't have the strength, and dared not make a sound, so she could only clench her teeth and stare at the man in front of her.

This made Gu Wanqing feel incredibly ashamed. She had never tried this position before. With her hands pinned behind her back by the man, her upper body was bent backward and tense, making her already full breasts appear even larger and fully displayed to the man's eyes. What's more, this man was talking on the phone with his cousin at the moment...

Now, it wasn't just Gu Wanqing's pretty face that was turning red; her whole body seemed to be flushed with embarrassment. Her two hardened nipples were as red as cherries. However, the pleasure coming from her lower body truly filled Gu Wanqing's body. Lustful fluid gushed from her vaginal opening, which was tightly gripping Han Feng's penis, wetting a patch of Han Feng's leg.

Gu Wanqing couldn't hear what Han Feng said to Yi Ran anymore. No longer caring, she arched her body, letting Han Feng's penis thrust in and out of her vagina to relieve the itching. When Han Feng released his left hand from hers, Gu Wanqing heard him say into the phone, "I'll pick up your sister in a bit."

Seeing Han Feng hang up, Gu Wanqing could no longer resist her intense desire. She hugged Han Feng tightly, wrapped her legs around the bed behind him, and began to move her hips back and forth rapidly.

His penis was gripped and stroked by the tight, tender flesh of Gu Wanqing's vagina. Han Feng enjoyed the woman's passion. He cupped Gu Wanqing's breasts in his hands, looking at her with a smile in his eyes, and whispered, "Yi Ran asked me to pick you up." "

You..."

Gu Wanqing could only utter one word before she was too ashamed to continue. She rested her head on Han Feng's shoulder, her cherry lips close to his ear, "You... hurry... I want..."

Her lower abdomen trembled immediately after saying this.

Knowing that Gu Wanqing's climax was approaching, Han Feng did not wait any longer. He stood up, hugged Gu Wanqing's naked body, squeezed her against the wall, lifted one of her legs, and thrust his penis deep into Gu Wanqing's vagina once again.

Without a moment's pause, Han Feng began thrusting rapidly inside Gu Wanqing. The edge of his glans rubbed against the walls of her vagina, sending shivers down her spine. She gasped for breath, her left arm pressed against the wall, her right arm hooked around Han Feng's neck, barely maintaining her balance. But the constant thrusting had her body reaching a climax, and as pleasure surged from her lower body, a suffocating sensation made her mind go blank. She

didn't even realize when Han Feng had ejaculated inside her. As she slid limply against the wall, her body continued to convulse. Sitting on the floor, the man's semen flowed from her still-open vagina, forming circular spots on the floor. Gu Wanqing gently touched her slightly swollen genitals, stealing a glance at Han Feng. Seeing his gaze still fixed on her lower body, she turned away and lowered her head.

When Gu Wanqing faced Han Feng again, he was still standing in front of her, his limp penis almost hitting her face. Seeing her looking at him again, Han Feng lifted her face and brought his engorged penis close to her mouth. Never having touched

a man's penis with her mouth before, Gu Wanqing was startled. She tried to pull away, but her chin was held firmly in his hand. She felt a sharp pain in her cheek, and as her lips parted, Han Feng's penis was already inside her mouth.

A strange, fishy taste immediately filled her mouth. Gu Wanqing tried to move her head, but Han Feng held it firmly. Then she felt the penis in her mouth begin to swell again. She circled Han Feng's penis with her tongue, and suddenly a strong desire surged through her body. Her left hand fell to her genitals, and she discovered that her previously slightly dry labia had become moist again.

Ten minutes later, when Han Feng forcefully penetrated Gu Wanqing for the second time, she finally began to moan loudly.

Hot semen once again irrigated her, and Gu Wanqing held onto Han Feng for a long time, not letting go until she had squeezed out the last drop from him. Then she cupped his face and kissed him passionately. Their sweaty bodies rolled around on the bed, quickly soaking the sheets.

It was past four in the afternoon when Han Feng got off Gu Wanqing. He dressed, went downstairs, and returned to his home. Yiran had already prepared most of the food. Han Feng sat on the sofa to smoke and rest, and Gu Wanqing followed Yiran into the kitchen.

"Sister!"

Yiran called to Gu Wanqing, "Come over on your days off whenever you're free. I'll cook you something delicious."

"Okay,"

Gu Wanqing replied casually.

"Are you alright?"

Yiran asked, glancing at Gu Wanqing's slightly flushed face as she cooked. "You look quite well today."

Gu Wanqing smiled. "Maybe it's because I've been resting well lately."

"I think you and Han Feng get along really well

," Yiran said casually. "I asked him to pick you up, and he immediately agreed."

"Oh, he happens to be nearby."

Gu Wanqing bit her lip. "Why don't you call him Brother Han? It's so impolite to call him by his name."

"He told me to call him by his name

," Yiran thought for a moment. "I think it's fine this way. Or should I give him a nickname?"

"Don't be silly! You haven't broken your habit of giving people nicknames since you were little!"

Gu Wanqing slapped Yiran from behind.

"I can't change it, let me think about it."

Yiran took the dish out of the pot and brought it outside. Zheng Jian and the others were already seated at the table. Han Feng looked

down and smelled it: "It smells so good!" While eating, Gu Wanqing kept her head down, avoiding Han Feng's gaze. Yiran, however, didn't notice her cousin's unusual behavior. She glanced at Han Feng, Zheng Jian, Chen Bin, and Cao Yang in turn, and after a while, suddenly said, "How about I give you nicknames?"

The others were all stunned. Gu Wanqing quickly stopped Yiran: "Don't be silly, are you serious?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Yiran poked at her rice with her chopsticks. "It's just one of my hobbies, what do you think?"

"Hmm..."

Zheng Jian took a sip of water. "Tell me one, if it's nice, I might consider it."

"And you, Xiao Jian..."

Yiran said, then shook her head. "That doesn't sound good. Let me look at your teeth, uh... you could call me Hamster."

"Pfft!"

Cao Yang spat out his rice. "It really does look a bit like that."

"Of course!"

He still tapped his chopsticks on the rim of his bowl, making a clanging sound. "Brother Cao, with this build... he'd be called Big Bear."

"I'm not that fat!"

Cao Yang muttered.

“That’s called Little Bear!” Yi

Ran nodded. Before she could continue, Han Feng suddenly asked, “What’s your nickname?”

“Oh…”

Yi Ran chuckled awkwardly and didn’t answer. Gu Wanqing next to her laughed, “Her nickname is Little Cat. She’s always been that nickname since she was little.”

“Little Cat?”

Han Feng repeated, “That’s interesting.”

“Call me whatever you want.”

Yi Ran turned to Chen Bin, “Brother Chen… I’m having trouble thinking. Let me think about it.”

She looked Chen Bin up and down for a long time, then patted her head, “Brother Chen is a good, honest man. So… what else is in the zoo?”

She looked up at the men opposite her, seemingly wanting an answer. After a while, seeing that no one answered, she continued, “Lion… Tiger… Panda… None of those are suitable. Oh, right!”

She pointed at Chen Bin, “Brother Chen is quite strong. Let’s call him Fatty Beef!”

“That’s food…”

Chen Bin looked at Yi Ran helplessly.

“What’s wrong with food?”

Yi Ran glared at Chen Bin, “I didn’t say it had to be an animal.”

Saying this, she turned to Han Feng, who swallowed and adjusted his glasses.

"Han Feng!" Yi

Ran called out Han Feng's name again. "I've already thought of a nickname for you. I wanted to give you one the first time we met. You look a lot like the big wolfhound we used to have, so I'll call you Big Dog from now on!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Gu Wanqing looked at Han Feng and quickly stopped Yi Ran.

As if she hadn't heard her cousin's words at all, Yi Ran stared at Han Feng and asked, "Is calling you Big Dog okay?"

Han Feng looked up, looked at Gu Wanqing, then at Yi Ran, sighed, opened his mouth, and barked, "Woof!"

Chapter 8

On Sunday afternoon, Chen Bin and Cao Yang were playing Go in the living room. Zheng Jian and Han Feng were chatting on the side. They saw Yi Ran carrying a small basin to the bathroom to wash clothes. After only two minutes, Zheng Jian, hearing the sound of water, called out to Yi Ran, "There's a washing machine..."

"I know!" Yi Ran

said loudly from the bathroom, "I saw it a long time ago."

"Idiot..."

Han Feng muttered, "Some women's clothes need to be hand-washed."

"Damn!"

Zheng Jian muttered, "I forgot."

The words had barely left her mouth when a scream came from the bathroom, as if startled by something, followed by the loud gushing of running water.

The group rushed to the bathroom door and saw water spraying rapidly from the connection between the showerhead and the wall pipes. Yiran was leaning against the wall, clutching her chest, her white t-shirt almost completely soaked.

Han Feng ran to the kitchen to turn off the main water valve, while Cao Yang and Chen Bin returned to the living room. Zheng Jian walked to the kitchen door and called to Han Feng, "Is there another faucet?"

"There should be one."

Han Feng went out of the kitchen, rummaged through the storage room, and pulled out a box. "I bought an extra one during the renovation, just in case it broke."

"I'll go change it."

Zheng Jian took the box and took out the faucet. By then, Yiran had already run back to her room. When she came out again, wearing a blue t-shirt, Zheng Jian was carrying the faucet in one hand and a wrench in the other, walking into the bathroom.

"Young Master Zheng is quite diligent,"

Chen Bin glanced at Zheng Jian and continued playing chess with Cao Yang.

Sitting on the sofa, Yiran sighed, "That scared me to death."

"It's alright."

Han Feng tapped the cigarette filter on the coffee table until the tobacco was firmly packed before putting it in his mouth. "We have workers."

The worker he was referring to was Zheng Jian, but this worker truly disappointed everyone. A few minutes later, Zheng Jian stood at the bathroom door, looking at them, his right hand hanging down, his thumb and forefinger both bright red.

"How did this happen?"

Seeing Zheng Jian's injury, Cao Yang glanced at him sideways. "Can't even replace a faucet properly?"

"Let's call the property management..."

Zheng Jian shook his head. "It broke inside the wall."

"Don't talk about that now!"

Yiran got up and went back to her room, quickly coming out with two band-aids and a box of cotton pads. "Let me see your hand."

Zheng Jian's hand wasn't seriously injured. Yiran first used the cotton pads to clean the wounds, then put the band-aids on Zheng Jian's fingers.

"Let me take a look first, then I'll contact the property management."

Han Feng got up and went to the bathroom, saying as he walked, "They're so inefficient. Every time I call, I have to wait for hours. It's so annoying."

Squatting down near the faucet connection, Han Feng discovered that the cold water pipe thread had broken off and was completely embedded in the pipe inside the wall. At that moment, Cao Yang also entered the bathroom. The two exchanged a glance, and Cao Yang nodded: "It should be manageable. We need..."

"We need a hacksaw blade."

Han Feng said as he went out. After a while, he returned with half a hacksaw blade, squatted down by the wall again, and inserted the blade into the pipe, gently sawing inside.

“Be careful.”

Cao Yang watched Han Feng’s movements. “Don’t damage the outer pipe, or we’ll have to dig through the wall.”

“I know…”

Han Feng nodded, carefully working on the saw. After a while, he pulled the saw blade out and handed it to Cao Yang. “Your hand is tired, you can do it for a bit.”

Cao Yang took the saw blade and fiddled with it for a few minutes: “Okay.”

Then he flipped the saw blade and started sawing the lower edge. He switched hands with Han Feng again. When Han Feng pulled the broken threads out of the pipe, the two smiled knowingly.

Next was the hot water pipe. This pipe wasn’t broken. Cao Yang looked at the pipe and then at Han Feng, who went out again and brought back a pipe wrench: “Do you need this?”

“How come you have this at home?”

Cao Yang took the tool.

“I have too much stuff…”

Han Feng held the faucet and watched Cao Yang clamp the pipe.

“Very few people keep this thing.”

Cao Yang turned the wrench.

Han Feng smiled, "I'd rather do it myself than ask for help. He Ying can't do anything, and if I can't do some work, this life will be..."

He sighed.

Seeing Han Feng like this, Cao Yang stopped talking. The two of them spent nearly an hour in the bathroom changing the faucet, and when they came out, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Super Mario is out?"

Chen Bin looked at Cao Yang and Han Feng, "Did you rescue the princess?"

"No princess, but two boars."

Han Feng wiped the sweat from his brow, "I'm exhausted. I haven't done heavy work in a long time, and I'm rusty."

"That's still better than Young Master Zheng."

Chen Bin glanced back at Zheng Jian, who chuckled twice, staring at his hands, "I was scouting ahead for you guys, otherwise you would have been the ones getting hurt."

"You think you're a scout? You're just cannon fodder!"

Cao Yang plopped down in a chair as Han Feng packed up his tools, "Do more work, what if you get married and your wife has to change light bulbs for you? Aren't you ashamed?"

"You can't change light bulbs?"

Cao Yang asked, still staring at Zheng Jian.

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

Zheng Jian rolled his eyes at Cao Yang. "Let the rough work be done by the rough guys. I'll do the technical work, like fixing a computer or something..."

"Any man can fix a computer."

Han Feng came out of the storage room and into the living room. "Besides, everyone uses laptops now. Being able to install an operating system is enough."

"Sigh..."

Zheng Jian sighed. "You guys just know how to bully me..."

"Poor hamster."

Yi Ran looked at Zheng Jian, shook her head, and laughed.

The group chatted for a while, then Yi Ran went back to her room to practice the piano. The clanging and banging made it hard for Chen Bin and Cao Yang to concentrate. The two of them pushed aside the chessboard and called Zheng Jian and Han Feng to play cards. After four rounds of mahjong, Han Feng and Cao Yang were evenly matched, but Chen Bin had almost emptied Zheng Jian's wallet. When they started rolling the dice in the fifth round, Han Feng suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Cao Yang glanced at Han Feng.

"Nothing much,"

Han Feng said, picking up his cards. "It's a bit noisy."

"You mean the sound of my cousin playing the piano?"

Chen Bin listened intently.

"I can't quite hear it." "I didn't think so either,"

Cao Yang chimed in.

"I think it's quite nice,"

Zheng Jian said, flipping over his cards and spitting out a "bad hand..."

"A bunch of deaf people,"

Han Feng said, taking out a cigarette, lighting it, and throwing down a card. "A blank!"

"Pong!"

Chen Bin stopped Zheng Jian's hand as he tried to grab a card. "What more could you ask for with free accompaniment?"

As he said this, the piano music stopped. The door opened, and Han Feng stormed out of the room, sitting on the sofa and looking at the card players. "Who won?"

"Fat Beef..."

Zheng Jian replied weakly.

After two more cards, Han Feng moved a chair between Han Feng and Zheng Jian, looking at Zheng Jian's cards first, then at Han Feng's. "How do you play mahjong?"

"You don't know how?"

Zheng Jian picked up a card. "There aren't many people who don't know how to play mahjong these days."

"Never played..." Yi

Ran stared at the cards on the table. "I rarely even play poker." "

You spend all your time practicing the piano, don't you?"

Han Feng exhaled a smoke ring. "You didn't seem very familiar with the piece you just played?"

"Huh?"

Yi Ran was taken aback. "How did you know?"

"It didn't sound right."

Han Feng flicked his cigarette ash.

"Didn't you say you rarely listen to classical music?" Yi

Ran asked. "Have you heard that Chopin piece just now?"

Han Feng shook his head: "No, it's just a feeling. If it doesn't sound right, there's definitely something wrong."

"Good musical sense!"

Yi Ran nodded. "Want me to teach you... how to play the piano?"

"No thanks."

Han Feng looked at the cards in his hand. "I can't sit still."

"Me too."

Zheng Jian played a seven of bamboo, and Chen Bin opposite him immediately pushed his cards aside: "I won!"

"Damn!"

Zheng Jian pushed his cards aside and took out his money. While stacking his cards, Yi Ran suddenly asked: "It takes two minutes to cook one pancake on both sides. If you can only cook two pancakes at a time in the pan, how long does it take to cook three pancakes?"

Hearing her abrupt question, Cao Yang looked at Yi Ran: "What is this?"

"A student's elementary school math problem," Yi

Ran replied. "I think it's four minutes, but the student said it's wrong..."

"Three minutes."

Han Feng rolled an eight on the dice.

"Why?"

Yi Ran stared at Han Feng. "That's the answer."

"President Cao, please explain."

Han Feng started to draw cards.

Hearing Han Feng mention himself, Cao Yang took three mahjong tiles and placed them on the table. He put two of them together and said, "One minute..."

Then he took one tile and took another, flipping over the tile he hadn't taken. "Two minutes, this one's done."

Then he flipped over the tile he took later, and flipped over the tile he had taken earlier, putting them together. "Three minutes, all done."

Watching Cao Yang's series of smooth movements, Yi Ran's eyes widened: "So simple?"

"Hmm..."

Han Feng looked at the tiles in Cao Yang's hand, "But a pancake made like this is inedible. The person who set the problem must not be a good cook."

"I think so too." Yi

Ran laughed, "How did you guys think of that so quickly? What was your strategy?"

Hearing Yi Ran ask about his strategy, Cao Yang looked at Han Feng, who smiled wryly: "As expected of a teacher... there's no strategy. This kind of thing is like music, it's all about feeling." Yi Ran paused

, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Han Feng continued, "Everything interesting should be aesthetically pleasing. Remember the university physics we studied?"

Looking at Chen Bin, he said, "Good theories and formulas must be simple and comfortable. Those that feel awkward are usually wrong."

"What kind of logic is that!"

Before Chen Bin could answer, Zheng Jian interjected, "I don't have as many feelings as you. Big Dog Bro... damn, who played five of a kind? Why didn't they say anything!"

Seeing Zheng Jian lose another hand, he covered his mouth and laughed again. The afternoon passed by playing cards and chatting. After dinner, Han Feng received a call from Yu Haitao.

"Hey, Brother Yu..."

Han Feng closed his door, "Is something urgent?"

"Yes."

Yu Haitao answered on the other end, "It's about that bankruptcy liquidation case I told you about. I need to retrieve a company's business registration materials."

"What do you need me to do?"

Han Feng continued to ask Yu Haitao.

“That company is in Xi’an,”

Yu Haitao said on the phone. “I want you to go there.”

“What for?”

Han Feng raised his voice. “Anyone could handle this…”

“I don’t trust anyone else. Besides, many law firms are following this case. I only trust you,”

Yu Haitao explained.

“Okay!”

Han Feng nodded. “When do you leave?”

“Tomorrow afternoon. I’ve booked your plane ticket and hotel,”

Yu Haitao replied.

“You know I’ll definitely go?”

Han Feng asked again.

Yu Haitao laughed on the other end of the line: "I know you too well... I bought two plane tickets. You can take the intern lawyer with you, give her a learning opportunity."

"Isn't that unnecessary?"

Han Feng paced around the room. "I hate business trips, especially with women!"

"Alright,"

Yu Haitao continued, "Just consider it a free trip. Others would love to go but don't have the chance."

"You're really taking good care of me."

Han Feng chuckled dryly. "What time is your flight tomorrow?"

After hanging up with Yu Haitao, Han Feng called Lin Danmei to inform her of his business trip tomorrow. Lin Danmei sounded excited on the phone. After hanging up with Lin Danmei, Han Feng went to the living room and said to Cao Yang on the sofa, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow."

"Oh."

Cao Yang nodded. "Got it. When are you coming back?"

"We'll see."

Han Feng frowned. "I haven't booked my return ticket yet. I'm going to sleep now. Tell them later."

"Okay."

Cao Yang nodded again.

Back in the bedroom, Han Feng found that Yiran had somehow taken over the bathroom again. He went to the balcony to smoke. White smoke rose into the air, and Han Feng looked up to see Yiran's clothes hanging on the clothesline.

A row of underwear and bras of various colors and styles.

One, two… Han Feng counted—seven sets in total. Did this girl wash her underwear only once a week? Han Feng laughed, then his eyes widened immediately when he inadvertently caught sight of a small, white, transparent pair of panties. The panties were incredibly small, barely half the size of Han Feng's hand. Thinking of Yiran's round, white buttocks, Han Feng couldn't imagine how she could possibly wear them.

He reached out and tugged at them, laughing again. The panties were far more elastic than he had imagined. Just as he was smoking and admiring Yiran's colorful lingerie, the bathroom door opened. Han Feng quickly looked away and saw Yiran walking towards the balcony in a bathrobe.

Seeing Han Feng, she smiled again, but when she looked up at her clothes hanging there, her face immediately turned red. Fortunately, Han Feng had already tactfully gone back to his room and drawn the curtains; otherwise, Yiran really wouldn't know what to say to him.

The following morning, Han Feng went to the office to pick up his plane ticket. After leaving Yu Haitao's office, he found Lin Danmei. The two had lunch outside and then took a taxi. Seeing Han Feng put his suitcase in the trunk, Lin Danmei asked him blankly, "Attorney Han, where's your luggage?"

"I don't have any luggage."

Han Feng closed the trunk lid. "I hate carrying things."

After getting into the taxi, Lin Danmei asked again, "What about the essentials, like a toothbrush or something..."

Han Feng rolled his eyes: "Buy it if you can, otherwise don't need it."

On the plane, Han Feng kept his eyes closed the whole way, only glancing at them occasionally when the flight attendants came by. When they arrived at their destination, Han Feng and Lin Danmei found the hotel they had booked and checked in. Yu Haitao was very generous, booking two adjacent luxury suites. Han Feng was used to this kind of accommodation, but Lin Danmei stuck out her tongue when she entered her room.

At dinner time, Han Feng knocked on Lin Danmei's door. The two went downstairs to the dining room. While eating, Lin Danmei quietly asked Han Feng, "Han Lu, when are we going back?"

"You want to leave so soon?"

Han Feng looked at Lin Danmei. "It doesn't matter, we can go back this week."

"Oh..."

Lin Danmei nodded. "I saw there's a swimming pool here. I love swimming. Can Han Lu swim?"

"Just barely."

Han Feng shook his head. "I only went to the swimming pool to see pretty girls."

"This..."

Hearing his answer, Lin Danmei smiled awkwardly and immediately changed the subject. "Han Lu, have you heard of a hotel here that's decorated like a terracotta warrior? I heard even the bed legs are carved into the shape of terracotta warriors."

"I'd rather die than stay there!"

Han Feng waved his hands repeatedly. "Sleeping with funerary objects is too unlucky. I'm not dead."

Finding their conversation completely irrelevant, Lin Danmei could only lower her head and eat. After a while, she spoke again, "I want to go for a walk later..."

“Go ahead,”

Han Feng replied. “Come back early, don’t get lost.”

“You finally got out here, doesn’t Han Lu want to wander around a bit?”

Lin Danmei continued to ask.

“No!”

Han Feng said decisively, then smiled when Lin Danmei lowered her head again. “You’re worried about the inconvenience of being alone in an unfamiliar place, right?”

“Nonsense!”

That was what Lin Danmei thought, but what she said was, “I’m afraid of getting lost.”

“You could have just told me to come with you.”

Han Feng muttered.

After dinner, Han Feng accompanied Lin Danmei to stroll around the nearby streets. There weren’t many nice sights around the hotel, so they ended up going into a shopping mall. When they passed a sporting goods store, Lin Danmei stopped.

Watching Lin Danmei go inside to look at swimsuits, Han Feng pouted and watched the women passing by from outside the store until Lin Danmei paid and came out. Only then did he lazily follow behind Lin Danmei to continue shopping.

Back at the hotel, Lin Danmei couldn't wait to go swimming, while Han Feng went back to his room to rest. The next morning, the two went to the Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce to retrieve the company materials that Yu Haitao had requested. Han Feng reviewed the company's annual inspection report three times and retrieved the registration files of two other companies before returning to the hotel with Lin Danmei.

Han Feng didn't come out for lunch; he spent the entire day reviewing the materials he had obtained that morning. He then spent two hours writing an analysis and sent it to Yu Haitao. Afterward, he ordered a courier to mail all the documents before calling Yu Haitao to tell him that everything was settled and that he might be back in a couple of days.

During dinner, Lin Danmei asked Han Feng when he would be going back. Han Feng smiled at Lin Danmei and said, "I don't care. It's up to you. It's fine if you want to stay a couple more days." "

Okay."

Lin Danmei seemed satisfied with Han Feng's answer and took out a map from her handbag. "I bought it this afternoon. It's my first time in Xi'an, and I really want to stay a few more days."

"Alright."

Han Feng took out his phone and checked the calendar. "Then let's go back on Friday. I'll have the hotel book our plane tickets later."

After leaving the restaurant, Han Feng and Lin Danmei walked towards the hotel reception. In the distance, they saw a woman sitting on the sofa in the lobby. Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he turned to Lin Danmei and said, "Go book the tickets. I saw a friend..."

He then walked towards the woman.

Hearing Han Feng's words, Lin Danmei paused for a moment, then looked in the direction Han Feng was pointing. She saw a beautiful woman with long, wavy hair smiling at Han Feng from the sofa. The woman wore light makeup and a black strapless mini-dress, her fair shoulders completely exposed, creating a striking contrast with the dress's color. Her full breasts, encased in the dress, were incredibly alluring. Even Lin Danmei, herself a woman, couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

Han Feng walked to within two meters of the woman and smiled slightly. "Are you alone, ma'am?"

"Yes,"

the woman replied languidly.

"Would you like to come to my room for a couple of drinks?"

Han Feng asked, looking at the strands of hair falling across the woman's chest.

The woman smiled and glanced at Lin Danmei not far away: "Won't your female companion mind?"

Han Feng shook his head and extended his right hand: "We're just ordinary colleagues, I don't think she'll mind..."

The woman placed her right hand on Han Feng's, picked up her gold handbag with her left hand, and slowly stood up. Han Feng took a step forward, and the woman naturally linked her arm with his, and the two walked towards the elevator.

Seeing this scene, Lin Danmei, who was booking tickets with the clerk at the front desk, frowned. Of course, she had heard of so-called "womanizing," but what had just happened was truly outrageous. Her eyes glanced at the elevator and saw that Han Feng had already put his arm around the woman's slender waist. The woman's skirt, which only reached her knees, swayed gently with her steps, and under the lobby lights, her two long, jade-like legs outlined an almost perfect curve.

As the elevator doors closed, Lin Danmei saw that Han Feng seemed to have pushed the woman's body to one side of the elevator.

Pressing the floor button, Han Feng pressed his body tightly against the woman's soft form. The woman pushed away Han Feng's lips, which were about to kiss her cheek. "I think maybe we should talk first."

Han Feng laughed. "What should I say to a woman as beautiful as you?"

The elevator arrived at Han Feng's floor. After entering the room, Han Feng called and ordered a bottle of red wine. While waiting for the waiter, the woman sat at the table in the outer room, her legs casually twisted together, licking her pink lips with her tongue. "You always seduce women like this?"

"I never seduce women."

Han Feng took off his coat and placed it aside, sitting opposite the woman. "I just enjoy admiring beautiful women, especially beautiful women who know how to have style."

"You have a sweet tongue."

As the woman said this, the waiter knocked on the door and entered the room, placing a bottle of red wine between the two of them, pouring a glass for each of them, then backing out and gently closing the door behind him.

Han Feng raised his wine glass, the reddish liquid reflecting on the woman's face. "Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

The woman picked up her wine glass and clinked it against Han Feng's. She brought the glass to her lips, the red wine entering her mouth. Her throat moved, and the snow-white skin of her neck became even more translucent.

Han Feng put down his glass, poured another glass for both of them, then stood up and moved behind the woman. "I happen to know another way to drink red wine. Would you be interested in trying it, beautiful lady?"

"Oh?"

The woman looked up at Han Feng's face. "Tell me."

Han Feng suddenly shook his head. "This might offend you..."

He spoke politely, but his hands were already on the woman's bare shoulders.

The skin on her shoulders was soft and smooth, like a spring of water. Han Feng bent down and kissed her earlobe, hearing her say in a voice that sounded like a whisper, "You've already started to offend me."

"That's not enough..."

Han Feng's voice became very gentle. He knelt down in front of the woman, picked up her feet, gently took off her black high heels, and bit her toes.

The woman bit her lip, looking down at Han Feng, and placed her hands on his shoulders. "This isn't the way to drink..."

Han Feng didn't answer. His hands moved up from the woman's feet, caressing her bare calves, lifting her skirt and pulling it up. His hands moved to her buttocks, and the woman slightly bowed, the silky skirt clinging to her waist as it continued upwards. As Han Feng stood up, he pulled the woman's hands up, the skirt falling from her head and tossing to the ground in a scattered flower pattern.

"Your way of entertaining guests is quite special."

The woman looked at the wine glass in front of her, her half-naked body rising and falling with her breath.

"That's because you're a special woman."

Han Feng looked at the silver pendant between the woman's breasts, brought his face close to her cleavage, and gently tore off her nipple covers with his mouth.

The pink nipples were freed, and quickly hardened under Han Feng's gaze.

Returning behind the woman, Han Feng lifted her up, cupping her round breasts from behind and kissing her cheek. As his hands pressed her breasts together, she whispered, "We haven't finished our drinks yet..."

Han Feng chuckled again, turning her around so she sat naturally at the table. He moved the bottle and glasses aside, laying her soft body flat on the table.

Lying on the slightly cool, smooth surface, her long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her long legs dangling over the other side, curving beautifully as she pushed herself against the ground.

Watching this alluring scene, Han Feng grinned wickedly, walking between her legs and pulling down her black thong.

The thin straps of the thong left her buttocks, revealing her most intimate parts completely. Her labia, pressed together, resembled a budding flower waiting to bloom.

“We haven’t finished our wine yet…”

Han Feng repeated the woman’s words, picking up a wine glass and holding it to the woman’s breasts. He tilted the glass, and the clear red wine immediately dripped onto the woman’s body, flowing down her deep cleavage.

The red liquid flowed down her neck onto the table. The woman smiled and closed her eyes. Han Feng tilted his hand again, and the spilled red wine splashed onto the woman’s nipples. The two already hardened cherries immediately trembled. When Han Feng’s glass was empty, the woman’s flat stomach was covered with glistening droplets of water.

“Cheers…”

Han Feng said as he picked up another glass, this time aiming it at the woman’s mons pubis.

As the red wine dripped down, the woman's body trembled slightly. The wine flowed down her mons pubis, quickly wetting her genitals. Han Feng slowly poured the wine, then bent down between her legs, his tongue pressing against her labia. As his tongue parted the tender flesh, the dripping wine flowed into her most intimate area, past her pink labia, and into Han Feng's mouth. As he drank the wine, infused with her scent, the woman began to moan softly. The glass

was emptied, but Han Feng continued kissing her genitals. The woman's moans grew louder until she could no longer bear the intense stimulation. Suddenly, she sat up from the table, clamping her legs tightly around Han Feng's face. A surge of heat gushed from her body, spraying into Han Feng's mouth.

Spreading the woman's legs, Han Feng embraced her and kissed her lips. Her already burning body writhed under his kisses, her long fingers tearing at his skin, quickly stripping him naked. Han Feng's engorged penis immediately thrust

into her body. Her vagina was already overflowing with lustful fluids, the surrounding flesh warm from the previous stimulation. As Han Feng's glans entered, he immediately felt the contractions of her vaginal walls. He moved his penis slowly, the woman sitting limply on the edge of the table, her legs spread wide, her lower body open for Han Feng's thrusts.

Despite clearly sensing the woman's impending climax, Han Feng continued his movements unhurriedly, his penis repeatedly pumping in and out of her, pressing against her clitoris once more. Suddenly, Han Feng noticed his tie dangling from the table, reached for it, and then used the tie to bind her wrists tightly together behind her back.

The woman's hands were bound behind her back, preventing her from twisting Han Feng's body. Her ten fingers could only clench and open repeatedly, hoping to release her intense sensations. After Han Feng thrust dozens more times, the woman's upper body suddenly stiffened, and a trickle of fluid gushed from their joined genitals, falling to the ground like spilled wine.

Although the woman had reached an almost suffocating climax under his violation, Han Feng was far from satisfied. He picked up the woman's limp, sponge-like body, placed her feet on the ground, and, holding her tightly bound wrists from behind, pushed her to the window.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the hotel, traffic flowed bustling. The woman stood by the window, her face flushed as she looked at the ant-like pedestrians below. She couldn't tell if this burning sensation was from her lingering climax or from her current location. She desperately wanted to know if the people below could look up and see her naked body pressed against the bright window.

Han Feng untied the tie wrapped around the woman's wrists. The woman quickly braced herself against the glass with both hands, instinctively spreading her legs. Han Feng's penis easily entered her body again.

Once again completely possessed by the man, the woman pressed her cheek against the window and cried out. Her voice clearly aroused Han Feng, who tightened his grip on the woman's waist and began to thrust rapidly. The man's genitals slammed against her mons pubis, and the renewed pleasure instantly replaced all of the woman's senses, leaving only a simple, indescribable joy.

Han Feng's movements became faster and faster, pushing the woman's body forward continuously. When Han Feng ejaculated all of his semen into the woman's uterus, her breasts were pressed against the glass. If someone outside looked up and had good eyesight, they would have seen that the woman's two white and full breasts had been squeezed into two large fleshy mounds by the glass, along with two red nipples pressed tightly against them.

Clinging to the woman's back, Han Feng gasped for breath. The two were pressed tightly together, gazing at the city under the night sky outside the window. After a long while, Han Feng whispered in the woman's ear, "How did you know I was here?"

The woman didn't answer Han Feng's question, her snow-white body leaning against the window. "Do you think the people down below can see us?"

"Maybe..."

Han Feng gazed outside, "I wonder who will have the good fortune to see us..."

"Damn you!"

the woman scolded angrily, "What good does this do you?"

Han Feng thought for a moment, "I don't know, I just feel very excited."

"Me too..."

the woman breathed softly, "This feeling is so good..."

"You still haven't told me how you knew I was here."

Han Feng stroked the edge of the woman's breast.

"Guess!"

The woman shook her head.

"It must have been Yu Haitao who said it."

Han Feng frowned. "The only problem is, who did Director Su ask him? You don't know Old Yu." He

shook his head and continued, "Zheng Jian? Chen Bin? Cao Yang?"

"I asked Chen Bin to ask."

Su Ting smiled. "Yesterday, knowing you were here on a business trip, I had him go to Director Yu under the pretense of asking you to review the contract..."

"Does Ding Wei know you're here?"

Han Feng asked.

Su Ting smiled. "I lied and said it was a last-minute business trip, and I'd be back tomorrow."

"Leaving tomorrow?"

Han Feng was taken aback.

"Yes."

Su Ting nodded. "You still have work to do when you get back. What day are you going back?"

"Friday's flight."

Han Feng replied. "I thought you could stay with me for a couple more days."

"Don't you have someone with you?"

Su Ting rolled her eyes at Han Feng.

"That's just an intern I'm supervising."

Han Feng released Su Ting and leaned against the wall. "Besides, who can compare to you?"

"Then why did you go out and cheat?"

Su Ting glared at Han Feng.

"You only know who has more water and who has better water after you've seen the ocean, right?"

Han Feng said sourly. "After all the sails have passed, none of them are the one. The setting sun shines gently on the flowing water. Do you think Wen Feiqing had just finished with a woman when he wrote this poem? The flowing water... the flowing water..."

"Pervert!"

Su Ting slapped Han Feng. "Do you think everyone is as lewd as you?"

"Me, a lewd person?"

Han Feng looked Su Ting up and down. "You're the lewd person. Who is it that's standing naked in front of everyone on the street? Am I a lewd person?"

"Oh!"

Hearing him say that, Su Ting realized that she was still standing naked by the window. She quickly ran to the inner room of the suite and crawled into bed. When Han Feng came over, Su Ting stared at him and giggled.

After showering, Han Feng lay on the bed, Su Ting nestled against his back, rubbing her breasts against his body. "How long has it been since we slept together?"

"More than four months,"

Han Feng replied. "It was at the end of last year at the resort's annual meeting. You came over from your room in the middle of the night and went back at five in the morning, making a ruckus."

"I was embarrassed back then,"

Su Ting said softly.

"You've gotten thick-skinned now?"

Han Feng rolled over and hugged Su Ting, playfully scratching her nose with his finger. "Let me see how thick it is..."

The two slept soundly that night. The next morning, after having breakfast with Su Ting and taking her to the taxi to the airport, Han Feng returned to the hotel lobby and saw Lin Danmei walking towards the restaurant. Upon seeing Han Feng, Lin Danmei glanced towards the hotel entrance. "Was that someone you knew yesterday?"

"Yes,"

Han Feng nodded. "She's here on a business trip too."

"Oh,"

Lin Danmei responded. "But Lawyer Han, I don't think this is a good thing..."

"Why?"

Han Feng looked at Lin Danmei.

"I didn't mean to,"

Lin Danmei quickly explained. "I accidentally saw you two coming out of the room together this morning..."

"So what?"

Han Feng replied nonchalantly.

“No, please don’t misunderstand,”

Lin Danmei continued. “I know this is your personal matter, but I just think that at your age you should already be married… So, please don’t blame me for being blunt, but I feel this is unfair to your wife.”

“Thank you for reminding me,”

Han Feng said, staring at Lin Danmei’s face and enunciating each word clearly. “My wife is no longer with us.”

Hearing him say this, Lin Danmei’s expression changed. “I… I’m so sorry…”

“Take back your apology!”

Han Feng’s expression became much more serious. “As your supervising lawyer and colleague, I don’t mind taking care of you when I’m on business trips, but our relationship isn’t close enough for you to freely comment on my private life, understand?”

“I’m sorry, Attorney Han,”

Lin Danmei’s face turned bright red. “I will definitely be more careful in the future.”

“That’s good…”

Han Feng sighed. “From today onwards, there’s nothing to do. Where do you plan to go for fun?”

“I…”

Lin Danmei clearly didn’t expect Han Feng to change the subject so quickly, and for a moment she forgot her original plans, unable to speak for a long time.

"I suggest we go to the ancient city wall and the Stele Forest,"

Han Feng smiled. "If you don't mind."

Accepting Han Feng's suggestion, an hour later, Lin Danmei stood before the stone steps of the ancient city wall. This existing ancient castle immediately captivated Lin Danmei, who was visiting for the first time. Like many tourists, Lin Danmei kept taking pictures with her camera, and Han Feng also took many for her. However, when Lin Danmei asked to take pictures of Han Feng, he refused.

In the afternoon, the two went to the Stele Forest on Sanxue Street. Whether it was the legacy of the Qin and Han dynasties, the splendor of the Wei and Jin dynasties, or the calligraphy of the great masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, each piece was enough to amaze Lin Danmei. Han Feng, however, remained leisurely, turning left and right to look around, until evening when he finally followed the excited, beaming Lin Danmei back to the hotel.

After ordering at the restaurant, Lin Danmei was still fiddling with her camera. Han Feng couldn't help but smile at the young girl's actions. Perhaps noticing Han Feng's reaction, Lin Danmei put away her camera and asked him, "Why doesn't Han Lu like taking pictures?"

"Because I'm too ugly,"

Han Feng pointed to his nose. "My grandma said that every time you take a picture, you lose your soul..."

"Han Lu is that superstitious?"

Lin Danmei seemed somewhat skeptical.

Han Feng shook his head: "Of course I don't believe it, but I feel that remembering something in your mind is much more vivid than recording it in a photo."

"What if you forget it one day?"

Lin Danmei asked Han Feng, "At least you can take out a photo to look at."

"Forget it?"

Han Feng repeated Lin Danmei's words, and said meaningfully, "How could you forget something truly important? If you can only remember certain people and things through photos, in my opinion, it might be better to just forget them..."

Chapter 9 of 10-11

On Thursday, Han Feng accompanied Lin Danmei to visit the Terracotta Warriors and Mount Li. After a day of this, Lin Danmei felt that although Han Feng didn't talk much to her, he was very thoughtful, especially since he would stand on the side where cars were coming from every time they crossed the road, which made Lin Danmei feel very at ease.

After returning to the hotel and having dinner, Lin Danmei went swimming as usual. In fact, she never missed a chance to swim every night while staying there. Han Feng rested in his room for a while, then stood by the window looking at the street scene outside. After smoking a couple of cigarettes, he felt a little bored, so he frowned and left his room. He lingered in the lobby for a moment, then turned and walked towards the swimming pool.

He hadn't brought anything with him on this business trip, let alone swimming trunks. Fortunately, there were some for sale at the bar by the hotel pool. Han Feng bought a pair, changed into them, and leisurely walked to the poolside. He slowly got into the water and leaned against the edge, looking around.

It wasn't tourist season, and the hotel pool was practically deserted. Han Feng counted and found that besides himself, there were only six people: four men and two women. One of the women was, of course, Lin Danmei, who was currently splashing around and swimming a little distance away from Han Feng.

Han Feng wasn't lying to Lin Danmei. His swimming skills were barely enough to keep him from sinking. He leaned against the poolside for a while, but still felt bored. Just as he was about to get out and leave, Lin Danmei suddenly called out to him, "Han Lu..."

Han Feng turned around and found that Lin Danmei had swum up to him at some point. He smiled at her and said, "You swim quite well."

"Why isn't Han Lu swimming?"

Lin Danmei wiped the water off her face. "Swimming is very good for your health."

"Your skill is too poor..."

As Han Feng said this, he looked at the woman in front of him. Lin Danmei's skin tone was a different, healthier color than Su Ting's, and her breasts were far less full than Su Ting's, rather small and delicate, which was quite different from his personal preferences.

Seeing Han Feng looking at her, Lin Danmei blushed slightly and turned to him, saying, "Then I'll go swim for a while longer."

"Hmm,"

Han Feng replied. Lin Danmei turned around, her entire back exposed to Han Feng's view. Her swimsuit was very conservative; the front was barely visible, but the back only had two straps on either side of her body. Staring at Lin Danmei's smooth, bare back for a while, Han Feng smiled and shook his head.

Han Feng enjoyed appreciating women's various postures, although he preferred to find fault with others, he still found it quite enjoyable.

Lin Danmei swam another lap and returned to Han Feng's side, leaning against the pool edge. Catching her breath, she asked Han Feng, "What kind of sports do you usually do, Han Lu?"

Han Feng thought for a moment, "I used to run and play soccer, but now that I'm older, I hardly exercise at all. At most, I play badminton with a few old guys."

"I play badminton too,"

Lin Danmei said, splashing the water. "Want to play together sometime?"

"I don't have your stamina,"

Han Feng shook his head. "I probably couldn't even play for an hour now."

"So what? As long as you have fun,"

Lin Danmei continued. "But I still like swimming the most."

"I can tell,"

Han Feng nodded. "Swimming is more comfortable in the summer, but the swimming pool is always too crowded. I think it'll get dirty."

"Dirty?"

Lin Danmei looked at Han Feng, who chuckled, a little embarrassed, and said, "There must be people peeing in the pool..."

"Uh..."

Lin Danmei paused, turned to look at the other people in the pool, and suddenly lowered her voice to Han Feng, "That's right!"

"You think so too, right?"

Han Feng touched his forehead.

Lin Danmei opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

The following morning, Han Feng and Lin Danmei checked out of their hotel and took a morning flight back. After landing, they went their separate ways home. When Han Feng took out his keys to open his door, it was already past 11 a.m.

He was stunned as soon as he opened the door—Yan Yi was watching TV on the sofa, her posture very strange. Her legs were crossed, her body was tilted to one side, and her hands were pulling one of her legs towards her face, the toes of that foot almost kicking her nose.

Seeing Han Feng suddenly return, Yan Yi was also startled. She quickly let go of her legs and sat up straight, asking Han Feng blankly, "Why are you back?"

"What's so strange about me coming back?"

Han Feng took a drink from the refrigerator. "Why didn't you go to work?"

"I only work four days a week, Friday to Sunday is my day off," Yan Yi

replied. "I told you that!"

"You didn't say that,"

Han Feng replied firmly.

"Okay,

never mind," Yan Yi pouted.

"What were you doing just now?"

Han Feng was still very interested in Yi Ran's earlier actions.

"Um... um..."

Yi Ran mumbled these two sentences back and forth, glancing at Han Feng before continuing, "I was checking if I needed to take a shower."

"Huh?"

Han Feng was confused.

"I tidied the room."

Yi Ran pointed around haphazardly, "Didn't you notice?"

"It's definitely much cleaner..."

Han Feng looked around and found that the room was indeed much tidier than before his business trip, "What does that have to do with whether you need to take a shower?"

"Of course it has to do with it, a lot of it." Yi Ran

explained, "Working might make you sweat, and sweat will definitely make you smelly, and if you smelly, you have to take a shower, so I had to smell myself..."

"You were smelling your own feet just now?"

Han Feng's eyes widened.

"Correct!"

Yiran's voice was crisp and clear. "No smell, no need for a bath." "Why don't

you just lick it yourself..."

Han Feng took a sip of his drink. "Don't cats always clean themselves by licking themselves clean?"

"You think I've never licked mine?"

Yiran stared at Han Feng. "My mom said I used to bite my own feet when I was little...it's kind of fun, you can try it too."

"No thanks!"

Han Feng shook his head and walked towards his room. He heard Yiran call out behind him, "I'm going to eat, do you want some?"

"Yes..."

Han Feng went into his room, closed the door, changed his clothes, and came to the dining room. He saw Yiran carrying a small pot out of the kitchen and casually asked, "What is this?"

"Boiled vegetables."

Yiran put the pot on the table. "I didn't know you were coming back, so I only made this much. If you're not full, figure it out yourself."

Han Feng looked at the few vegetable leaves floating on the clear water in the pot: "Is this for humans to eat?"

"Eat it or not, it's up to you! If you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself!"

Yiran said, moving the pot she had just put on the table to herself. She picked up a spoon, took a sip of the clear soup, and then picked up a vegetable leaf and put it in her mouth. "I'm on a diet, I can't help it, it's your fault for not telling me you were coming back beforehand."

"Okay, okay."

Han Feng stared at the pot. "Why does this pot look so unfamiliar?"

"I bought it yesterday, just for cooking vegetables."

Yiran chewed her white teeth with a crunching sound. "Restaurants all have this dish, are you really not going to eat it?"

"No!"

Han Feng shook his head. "I eat meat." "

Aren't dogs omnivores?" Yiran

glanced at Han Feng.

"Even carnivorous cats eat vegetables, why do you care if dogs are omnivores?"

Han Feng stood up. "I'll go out to eat."

"Wait..." Yiran

took a couple more sips of vegetable soup. "I was just about to go out to buy something, will you come with me?"

"Okay..."

Han Feng picked up his coat, and Yiran went back to her room to change.

Sitting on the sofa, the hungry Han Feng waited for a full half hour, until resentment was practically bubbling over his forehead, before Yiran finally strolled out of her room with her bag.

Seeing Yiran's attire, Han Feng's anger subsided considerably.

It wasn't that Yiran was dressed particularly beautifully; in terms of looks alone, almost no woman could match Su Ting. What pleased Han Feng was Yiran's light purple dress. It was a dress with sheer fabric covering the shoulders, revealing Yiran's fair skin beneath, creating a hazy, ethereal beauty. The dress was shorter in the front and longer in the back, exposing most of Yiran's legs, paired with pale orange high heels and a thin gold belt. Han Feng felt a slight itch in his heart.

After leaving home and getting into Han Feng's car, before Han Feng could even ask a question, Yiran directly named a shopping street. Han Feng had no choice but to drive towards her.

After parking the car, Yiran got out and walked into the mall. Han Feng locked the car door and called out behind her, "I'm going to eat."

"There are some in the mall!"

Yiran replied without turning around.

Helpless, she followed Yiran into the mall. This time, Yiran led Han Feng directly to the top floor and, looking at the restaurants around them, asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Let me see..."

Han Feng looked left and right and chose a fast food noodle shop. "This is fine, what do you want to eat?"

"I'm not eating." Yiran

found a place to sit down. "I'm on a diet."

When the food arrived, Han Feng picked up a large mouthful of noodles and put it in his mouth. Yiran watched his actions and said blankly, "How can you eat such a big mouthful?"

"Huh?"

Han Feng glanced at Yiran.

Yiran pointed at Han Feng's bowl: "Shouldn't noodles be eaten one strand at a time?"

Han Feng looked up at Yiran's small mouth, his voice muffled: "What kind of man eats like that?"

"That's right, you're a man."

Yiran nodded.

"Go and order me another bowl."

Han Feng ate the noodles in large mouthfuls. "I'm starving..."

"You can really eat!"

Yiran got up to order noodles.

After finishing two bowls of noodles, Han Feng finally returned to normal, patting his stomach as he stood up: "Go home!"

"Go home what?"

Yi Ran tugged at Han Feng's sleeve. "Let's go shopping."

"Ah..."

Han Feng laughed, "I'm sleepy after eating, I forgot you wanted to buy things."

Walking in the mall, Han Feng looked around at the women passing by. Seeing him like this, Yi Ran frowned and asked, "Why are you so lecherous?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Han Feng was staring at a woman's bare legs. "I like looking at women, which means my sexual orientation is fine..."

"But you're looking too obviously, your eyes are practically popping out of your head." Yi Ran

continued.

"Lust in one's eyes doesn't count as being lustful."

Han Feng smiled. "A gentleman appreciates beauty in a proper way. Didn't Confucius say that food and sex are the greatest desires of humankind? As long as it's not rape..."

"I want to move out!" Yi Ran

said abruptly.

"Huh?" Han Feng was taken aback. “I don’t feel safe living under the same roof as a lecher like you,” Yi Ran explained. “You’re too…” “Whatever!” Han Feng shifted his gaze to another woman. “If I were really a lecher, I would have taken advantage of you while you were changing clothes that day…” “Okay, okay, I give up.” Yi Ran sighed. “I was just saying. You should change your ways in the future, at least don’t act like this when you’re with me. I feel ashamed.” “I understand.” Han Feng nodded. “Then I won’t look at anyone else, can I look at you?” Seeing Han Feng’s lustful gaze, Yi Ran covered her chest with her clothes: “You should look at someone else!” Turning a corner, Yi Ran suddenly rushed into a jewelry store, saying as she walked, “So beautiful!” Following Yi Ran into the store, Han Feng saw her leaning on the counter looking at a ring inside. He looked closer, and the gemstone set on the platinum diamond ring reflected dazzling light under the lamp. Seeing someone arrive, the sales clerk quickly came over and asked, "Want to choose a diamond ring?" "No!" Yiran stared at the price tag, "Too expensive! I can't afford it." She was so direct that the sales clerk subconsciously snorted, "It's cheaper here..." "I want to order two..." Han Feng glared at the sales clerk, "Call your boss over here." Hearing Han Feng say this, the sales clerk was stunned for a moment, then immediately went to the back and called the store manager out. Soon, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie came to Han Feng: "You want to order a pair of rings?" "Stop messing around." Yiran tugged at Han Feng and whispered. “That’s right.” Han Feng ignored Yi Ran and pointed directly at the ring she had just looked at, saying to the shop manager, “I want a pair. When can I pick them up?” The shop manager glanced at them: “These need to be made in Hong Kong. It will take at least a week. You’ll need to pay a deposit if you want them. Of course, there will be some discounts if you order two…” “Okay.” Han Feng took out his credit card and handed it to the shop manager. The shop manager was about to swipe the card when Yi Ran stopped him: “Wait.” Turning to face Han Feng, “Stop playing around. What are you buying this for?” Han Feng shrugged. Yi Ran snatched the credit card back from the shop manager and handed it to Han Feng, pulling him out of the jewelry store: “What are you showing off? Showing off your money?” Han Feng shook his head: “I just don’t like that salesperson.” “So what if you buy it?” Yi Ran stared at Han Feng. “I’ll just resell it at my friend’s shop.” Han Feng adjusted his glasses. “Do you think I’m the kind of person who spends money recklessly?” “Don’t you find it troublesome?” Yi Ran glared at Han Feng. “That salesperson is condescending. Why are you arguing with her? Aren’t you putting yourself on her level? Don’t embarrass yourself.”

"Oh."

Han Feng frowned. "How do you know I'm not really going to buy it? I'm planning to propose to my girlfriend..."

"What?"

Yi Ran stared at Han Feng in disbelief. "Really? You're going to propose to whom? Sister Ting?"

Han Feng looked up at the ceiling illuminated by streetlights. "Would you believe me if I said you?"

"No!"

Yi Ran chuckled. "I always wondered why people said you were so irresponsible."

"I'm actually very serious..."

Han Feng muttered. "You messed it up yourself. If you ever want me to marry you, you'll have to propose to me."

"Dream on!"

Yi Ran strode forward, saying as she walked, "Even if I wanted to get married, I wouldn't marry an old man like you..."

"Am I that old?"

Following behind Yi Ran, Han Feng chuckled, touching his nose.

As the two walked into a clothing store, Yiran picked out an outfit and was about to try it on when Han Feng suddenly stopped her. He picked up several garments from the rack and placed them in Yiran's arms: "This one...this one...and this one...try them all on."

Yiran was taken aback, looking at the pile of clothes in her arms: "Why?"

"Try them on!"

Han Feng smiled.

He sat down in the store and watched Yiran try on clothes one by one until she finally chose two, paid, and left the store. Only then did Yiran ask Han Feng again: "Why did you make me try on so many?"

"Mainly because I wanted to rest my feet..."

Han Feng said, carrying the bag of clothes. "Besides, I like watching women change clothes. Didn't you notice what those clothes I picked out for you had in common?"

"Short! Sheer! Revealing!"

Yiran replied irritably.

"That's right."

Han Feng nodded. "I like looking at women who wear little clothing."

"You pervert!"

Yi Ran cursed. "I thought you were kindly helping me pick out clothes."

"Of course I was kind!"

Han Feng retorted. "It's such a waste for a beauty like you to be covered up so completely. Good things are meant to be appreciated..."

"Then how about I run around naked here?" Yi Ran

was full of questions.

"Sure!"

Han Feng chuckled dryly. "Do you need me to help you take your clothes off?"

"I..." Yi Ran

could only say one word before she couldn't continue. She puffed out her cheeks, turned around, and went into a kitchenware store across the street.

Han Feng naturally followed her in, but this time he didn't say anything. He carefully selected items in the store for a long time, and finally took a large bowl to pay.

Yi Ran saw that Han Feng had bought a bowl and came over with a curious look. The bowl in Han Feng's hand was at least twice the size of an ordinary rice bowl. The shallow blue bowl had some kind of pattern drawn on the rim that she couldn't see clearly from her angle.

After paying the bill, Han Feng walked out of the store, this time with Yi Ran following behind him. After only a couple of steps, Han Feng suddenly stopped and turned around. Yi Ran, unable to avoid him, bumped into him and became annoyed: "Is that how you walk?"

"Many people walk like that..."

Han Feng held up a large bowl in front of Yi Ran. "It's for you."

"Why..."

Yi Ran's words were barely out of her mouth when she saw the pattern on the bowl: a large blue cat with a chubby cat head facing her. Han Feng twirled the bowl with his finger, and soon the other side of the cat's tail appeared in front of Yi Ran.

"It suits you quite well."

Han Feng pushed the bowl forward further. "Here you go!"

"I don't want it!"

Yi Ran said, her eyes never leaving the bowl and the cat on it.

"I'll throw it away!"

Han Feng said, raising his hand towards the nearby trash can as if to throw it away. His hand was immediately stopped by Yi Ran, and the bowl quickly ended up in her hands. Staring at the large, pointy-eared cat, Yi Ran suddenly laughed: "So cute, what were you thinking?"

"I used to have a cat,"

Han Feng smiled back. "As a cat, you need your own bowl..."

"Can't you stop saying weird things?"

These were the last words Yi Ran said to Han Feng in the mall.

Carrying two large bags out of the mall, Han Feng drove Yi Ran home before four o'clock. Yi Ran wandered around the kitchen for a bit, then came out and said to Han Feng, "I don't want to cook."

"Then let's eat out,"

Han Feng said, lighting a cigarette. "What do you want to eat?" Yi

Ran considered for a moment: "Where do you usually take people out to eat?"

"Not always..."

Han Feng replied listlessly.

"Whatever, you're treating me," Yi Ran

insisted.

“Alright… let’s go!”

Han Feng stood up and looked at Yi Ran. “Do you want to go to

the food stall?” They went downstairs, left the residential area, and arrived at the entrance of a restaurant across the street. Although it wasn’t lunchtime yet, the waiters had already set up tables outside. Han Feng found a relatively quiet spot. “Sit down, wait for me to get something to eat. Do you have any dietary restrictions?”

“I don’t eat snow frog…” Yi Ran

answered casually.

“We don’t have any here.”

Han Feng stared at Yi Ran. “By the way, what exactly is snow frog?”

“A giant toad from Northeast China!”

Hearing Yi Ran say those five words, Han Feng grinned. “Can’t we not be so disgusting?”

Han Feng went to the stall outside the restaurant to order. Yi Ran looked around and saw the charcoal fire rising from the metal box of grilled lamb skewers next to her. Yi Ran shouted to Han Feng, “I want some beef tendon!”

“Roger!”

Han Feng replied. When he came back and sat down opposite Yi Ran, he was holding a bottle of beer.

“Don’t you have any for me?”

Yi Ran looked at Han Feng.

“You drink?”

Han Feng was taken aback.

“Why can’t I drink?”

Yi Ran retorted.

"Boss, another bottle, please." Han

Feng didn't argue with her, turned around and called out to the busy boss behind him. After Yi Ran's beer was filled, Han Feng took his cigarette case out of his pocket and placed it on the table. "Come on, let's clink glasses!" Yi Ran held her glass up to Han Feng. "Okay!" Han Feng clinked glasses with Yi Ran. "To celebrate our twelfth day of knowing each other! Want a cigarette?" "Are you kidding me?" Yi Ran took a sip of beer. "Do you think it's good for women to smoke?" "No!" Han Feng lit his own cigarette. "I was just asking."

Seeing Han Feng exhale a puff of smoke, Yi Ran still stared at the cigarette pack beside him: "How can someone like you smoke such cheap cigarettes?"

"It's a habit."

Han Feng looked at the words on the pack. "I've been smoking this brand since I officially started, and I've never changed it."

"Pretty loyal."

Yi Ran laughed. "That's not like your personality."

"Really?"

Han Feng took a sip of his drink. "I used to... never mind that, I was just wondering if you thought street food stalls were too shabby."

"No." Yi Ran

looked at the increasing number of diners around them. "Street food stalls have their own charm, although I prefer dessert shops... My other friends don't want to come to places like this with me."

"Are you ashamed?"

Han Feng asked casually.

"Maybe..." Yi Ran

shook her head and picked up a crayfish. "Why aren't you eating?"

Han Feng watched Yi Ran skillfully peel the shell. "I'm a bit clumsy. I get choked when eating fish, and I can't clean the bones properly, so I usually eat things that aren't too troublesome." "

Then why did you order this?" Yi

Ran was taken aback.

"Don't cats like rotten fish and shrimp?"

Han Feng stared at Yi Ran's greasy little mouth and chuckled.

It was past seven when the two left the food stall. Having drunk two bottles of beer, Yiran continued singing as she walked. Han Feng listened intently and heard her sing, "...in that icy, snowy place, fur grows."

The lyrics were strange, and the melody was equally bizarre. He frowned and asked Yiran, "What song is that? An Egyptian-style tune?"

"Something like that!"

Yiran tilted her head, looking at Han Feng with sparkling eyes. "I told you you had a good ear for music! This song is called 'The Hairless Cat.'"

"Isn't that just 'The Sphinx Cat'? There's such a song?"

Han Feng shook his head.

"It's a children's piano piece. One of my students is practicing it,"

Yiran replied.

"Let's sing another one..."

Han Feng said, suddenly remembering Yiran's snow-white body—wasn't that just like a hairless cat? He wondered if Yiran's private parts were also... He shook his head. "This song isn't good."

"Then I'll change it..." Yiran

thought for a moment, then opened her mouth and started singing, "Little elephant, little elephant, your nose is really, really long..."

"Is there anything normal?"

Before Yiran could finish a line, Han Feng had already covered his ears.

"Oh."

Yiran gathered her hair, "I have a little donkey..."

"Can't you sing something suitable for adults!"

Han Feng clenched his fist.

"Do you want to hear 'Ode to the Red Plum Blossom'? Or should I sing 'The White-Haired Girl' for you?" Yiran

stopped and looked at Han Feng.

Han Feng made a very ugly face: "How come you have the same taste as my mother?"

"Call me 'Auntie' and let me hear it!"

Yiran sneered maliciously.

"Grandma!"

Han Feng exclaimed, "How old are you? Listen to my CDs later. They don't have any new songs, but they're still much younger than yours!"

"Okay."

Yi Ran pouted, ignoring Han Feng, and started singing loudly, "Cosmos is my hat..."

Her singing was too loud, and she was singing an animated film theme song, completely out of place for her age. It immediately attracted the attention of passersby. Han Feng felt uncomfortable, as if he were covered in thorns.

Fortunately, they soon got home. Zheng Jian and Cao Yang were sitting on the sofa in the living room, each holding a bowl of instant noodles. Seeing Han Feng and Yi Ran come in, Cao Yang put his bowl on the coffee table: "Why did you two go out together?"

"Just having a meal."

Han Feng plopped down next to Cao Yang. "Were you going to a hotel?"

"Dream on!" Yi Ran

went back to her room and closed the door.

Zheng Jian took a bite of noodles and looked at Han Feng: "You all ate together? Looks like I've been working for nothing these past few days..."

"What's wrong?"

Han Feng asked.

Before Zheng Jian could answer, Cao Yang laughed, "This kid is always trying to woo his cousin, chatting with her until midnight every night, even neglecting his games, and he still hasn't even held her hand..."

"Me neither,"

Han Feng said, unbuttoning his collar and catching his breath. "This girl seems innocent, but she might be a shrewd one. You all need to be careful..."

"Really?"

Zheng Jian asked, stunned.

"I can't say for sure,"

Han Feng sighed. "Either this cousin is a complete idiot who doesn't know anything, which would make sense."

"Who cares about her?"

Zheng Jian sipped his soup. "I think my cousin is quite interesting these past few days. It's strange, but when I'm chatting with her, I don't feel any urge to sleep with her..."

"Are you impotent?"

Han Feng glanced at Yiran's room. "Or maybe my cousin has a built-in contraceptive aura that makes all enemies within 30 yards lose their sexual desire..."

"Damn! That's awesome."

Cao Yang put his feet on the coffee table. "Does anyone remember my game name and password?"

"We've all forgotten our own, who remembers yours?"

Han Feng looked at Cao Yang. "Where's Binzi?"

"He's going to a job fair tomorrow. He was still working overtime at the office when I left,"

Cao Yang replied.

"He had to do this himself?"

Han Feng was taken aback.

"We're short-handed,"

Cao Yang shook his head.

When Chen Bin returned, everyone was already resting. He tidied up his things and went to sleep. The next day, around noon, Chen Bin drove to a large job fair.

Just as Han Feng had said, he wouldn't normally need to be present at such an event. However, due to the recent resignation of two senior HR employees, and the fact that the others lacked the ability and experience in his opinion, Chen Bin, as the HR director, had no choice but to attend the job fair in person.

When Chen Bin arrived, Tang Xin was busy collecting resumes. With graduation approaching, unemployed students were like starving wolves, indiscriminately handing out resumes at booths without regard for suitability, as bold and shameless as people handing out flyers in the middle of the street.

Seeing Chen Bin, Tang Xin smiled politely: "Hello, Mr. Chen!"

"Hmm."

Chen Bin nodded. "Did you see anything suitable?"

"I haven't had time to look yet."

Tang Xin was a little embarrassed. "I've been collecting resumes, I haven't had time to look."

"It's okay, you can look at them later."

Chen Bin glanced at his watch. "Let's go out and get something to eat."

He then turned to the other employees. "You guys can rest too. We're already working overtime today, so let's do less work. Come on, it's on me."

After lunch, they worked all afternoon. When Chen Bin got home that evening, he found that Yi Ran had actually made dumplings. The dumplings tasted good, but their shape was really ugly. They looked like anything, but not dumplings.

The next day, Sunday, Yi Ran was woken up by the sound of cards. She got up, took a shower, changed her clothes, and sat down at the piano to look for sheet music. After searching for a while, she realized she had left the sheet music in the practice room. Pushing open the door, she saw Han Feng, Zheng Jian, and Cao Yang playing cards. Remembering that Chen Bin had gone to the job fair again, Yi Ran said angrily, "Can't you guys do something healthy?"

Then she opened the door and left.

"What's wrong?"

Zheng Jian asked, confused. "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Maybe my period started,"

Cao Yang muttered.

"Or maybe my period didn't start,"

Han Feng said casually, placing the cards face down on the coffee table.

Yiran, of course, hadn't heard what they were saying. She left the residential area, crossed the road to the school, and stopped when she entered the practice room.

It was Sunday, no students were in the room, so it should have been quiet. But as soon as she entered, she heard a strange sound coming from inside. She gently closed the door and took a few more steps down the corridor. As the sound grew clearer,

Yiran realized it was coming from Fang Lin's practice room. She tiptoed to Fang Lin's door and found it ajar. Peeking through the crack, Yiran's face immediately changed; her fair cheeks flushed crimson.

There were two people inside, a man and a woman. The woman was Yiran's good friend, Fang Lin, and the man was Li Yunsheng, the school's training department director, the nearly fifty-year-old lecher Fang Lin had complained about. But now, Fang Lin's complaints seemed unfounded, because what he was doing was completely the opposite of what she had told Yiran.

Even through the door of the music room, Yiran could still clearly see Fang Lin's current state. Her good friend was sitting on the piano bench, leaning back, her arms supporting her on the piano lid behind her, her legs dangling on either side of the bench. She was completely naked except for a pair of high heels.

Opposite Fang Lin, Li Yunsheng was also naked, his hairy legs positioned in a horse-riding stance. His hands gripped Fang Lin's legs as he thrust his thick, dark penis into her vagina. His drooping belly slapped against Fang Lin's body with a "slap, slap" sound—the very same strange sound Yiran had just heard.

Seeing this scene, Yiran first grinned, then widened her eyes to watch intently.

Inside the music room, Fang Lin and Li Yunsheng naturally hadn't expected anyone to enter at this time. Li Yunsheng was currently demonstrating his masculine strength, while Fang Lin, with her eyes half-closed, repeatedly arched her body in rhythm with his thrusts, emitting low "mmm" sounds.

Still hiding behind the door, various expressions shifted across her face—a frown, a grin, and finally, a suppressed laugh. Seeing Li Yunsheng's thrusting becoming faster and faster, Yiran quietly turned and walked towards the music room door. The moment she closed the door, she stopped abruptly when Fang Lin cried out.

On the way home, the scene she had just witnessed kept replaying in Yiran's mind. As a single woman, Fang Lin finding a man wasn't strange to Yiran; what she couldn't understand was why Fang Lin would choose such an old, ugly man who already had a wife.

When she got home, Yiran's face was still slightly flushed. Fortunately, the people playing cards didn't notice her emotional change. She locked herself in her room and lay on the bed. Fang Lin's image still lingered in her mind, along with Li Yunsheng's ugly penis. Thinking about this, Yiran was surprised to find a small wet patch on her underwear. Perhaps she should find a boyfriend too? Yiran slapped her buttocks hard, cursed under her breath, then exhaled and smiled at herself in the mirror.

After taking a nap, Chen Bin got up to cook dinner when he returned from outside. Two days at the job fair had left him somewhat exhausted, but thankfully he wouldn't have to go to that frustrating place again the next day. However, when he sat down in his office the next day and saw Tang Xin excitedly carrying a thick stack of resumes, he suddenly felt that compared to the young woman in front of him, he really seemed a bit old.

"Mr. Chen!"

Tang Xin placed the file in front of Chen Bin. "These are the resumes we received these past two days. Please take a look."

Chen Bin didn't look at them, but said to Tang Xin, "Sit down. How have you been these past two days?"

"It's alright,"

Tang Xin sat down in the chair opposite Chen Bin. "Everyone has been very kind to me, and I'm quite happy."

"Have you looked at those resumes?"

Chen Bin continued to ask.

"I've seen them,"

Tang Xin nodded. "I've categorized them and now I'd like you to confirm the interview candidates."

"How did you categorize them?"

Chen Bin smiled. "Tell me about it." "

It's according to the department they applied for..."

Tang Xin replied, "I put some with lower educational backgrounds at the back because I think the company might..."

"Education isn't important,"

Chen Bin looked at Tang Xin. "Personnel matters can be difficult or easy. Putting aside connections, the marketing department doesn't require very high educational qualifications. Of course, for the sake of the company's image, we can't completely ignore this factor. As for the administrative department, do you know why I hired you?"

"Well..."

Tang Xin hesitated.

"The work in the administrative department is quite tedious."

Chen Bin noticed Tang Xin's hesitation. "Your application materials were very well-organized. I couldn't give Director Su a sloppy employee... As for the finance staff, they need to be meticulous and patient. We don't need to worry about the technical department; Director Cao will personally select the people they need."

"I understand,"

Tang Xin nodded again.

"You seem to be quite comfortable with this job,"

Chen Bin said, looking at Tang Xin. "I'm considering keeping you in my department. What are your thoughts?"

"Me?"

Tang Xin seemed a little flustered. "It depends on the company's arrangements. I'm fine with it."

"That's not a good attitude,"

Chen Bin shook his head. "I think our company respects employees' wishes quite a bit. Conversely, we also hope employees can express their true thoughts."

Tang Xin looked back at Chen Bin: "This… I want to work in HR."

"Good!"

Chen Bin nodded. "I'll talk to Director Su and officially transfer you over. But let me make this clear: if you can't handle this job, it won't be as simple as going back to the administration department. Have you thought it through?"

Tang Xin hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "I've thought it through. I want to work in the HR department."

"Good!"

Chen Bin responded decisively. "It's settled then. Leave your materials here for now, and I'll contact you after I've reviewed them."

"Okay."

Tang Xin got up and left the office. Chen Bin picked up the submitted resumes and flipped through them, setting aside the materials of candidates he thought were suitable. The resumes in his hand grew thinner and thinner until he reached the second-to-last one, where his eyes suddenly widened.

This resume was no different from the others, except that the job seeker's name was all too familiar to Chen Bin—Wang Xiaodou.

Chen Bin read this resume over and over again before confirming that this Wang Xiaodou was indeed his Doudou. He put the resume on the table, shook his head, and laughed. This was too much of a coincidence! It turned out that the world really wasn't as big as he had imagined.

Chen Bin called Tang Xin in again and handed her the resumes of the candidates he had prepared for the interviews. He asked Tang Xin to call the job seekers to inform them of the interview times. After Tang Xin left, Chen Bin took out his phone, found Wang Xiaodou's number, but his finger hovered over it without pressing the button. He put the phone back on the table and picked up the landline to call Han Feng: "Hey, let's go out for drinks tonight, it's on me!"

"Uh..."

Han Feng put down the phone, looked at Su Ting across from him—he was actually sitting in Su Ting's office right now—and frowned, "Damn, another drinking spree tonight."

"Take care of yourself!"

Su Ting said, sipping her coffee. "I can't go with you today, I have some things to take care of at home."

"Okay."

Han Feng leaned closer to Su Ting's face. "Come on, give me a smile!"

Chapter 10

Tuesday morning, after Tang Xin finished calling the last job seeker, she knocked on Chen Bin's office door. Chen Bin looked the same as yesterday, the only difference being that his eyes were a little red from the previous night's drunkenness.

“Mr. Chen…”

Tang Xin stood opposite Chen Bin, “I’ve already notified all the job seekers you selected, asking them to come for interviews this Friday.”

“Oh.”

Chen Bin took a sip of tea, “Go and inform Mr. Cao from the technical department, have him arrange a time; he needs to be there Friday afternoon.”

“Okay.”

Tang Xin turned and left, first going to Cao Yang’s office to inform him about the Friday interviews, before returning to her seat. She had only sat down for two minutes when Xia Lili tiptoed up to Tang Xin and whispered, “Going to the restroom?”

“Need someone to accompany me to the restroom?”

Tang Xin smiled and stood up.

The two went into the restroom. Xia Lili squatted in a stall, unzipping her pants as she said to Tang Xin, "I feel so tired."

"It's only Tuesday,"

Tang Xin said, watching Xia Lili from outside. "Could you close the door?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Xia Lili started urinating. "I have to work seven days this week, it seems like it'll never end."

Tang Xin turned to look in the mirror. "Isn't there a five-day holiday next? I think it's okay, the company is quite humane." "

But then it'll be another seven days!"

Xia Lili sighed. "I really want to take a ten-day or two-week break."

"Then take your annual leave,"

Tang Xin suggested.

"I want to too!"

Xia Lili started wiping her bottom. "The problem is there's so much work right now, and you went to HR, I'm so busy... But... you're really lucky."

"Huh?"

Tang Xin was taken aback.

Xia Lili continued, "I've always wanted to leave the administration department, but President Su always won't let me. She doesn't have a secretary now, and I really don't know when I'll get ahead."

"What's the use of a secretary?"

Tang Xin shook her head. "We're all just junior staff; isn't it the same no matter which department we're in?"

"Of course it's different!"

Xia Lili got up, pulled up her pants, and walked out of her cubicle to the sink. "The HR department has the opportunity to meet the big shots. Promotions are guaranteed, and salary increases are faster than in administration. You're really lucky."

"I hope so."

Tang Xin handed Xia Lili a tissue. "But President Chen is much stricter than President Su, even though he seems more easygoing."

"That's because you haven't seen how formidable President Su is!"

Xia Lili lowered her voice and leaned closer to Tang Xin. "If you anger President Su… well, at least you've escaped the fire."

The two talked as they returned to their offices to do their own things. When it was time to leave work that evening, Chen Bin came out of his office and said to Tang Xin, "Get ready; I'd like you to participate in Friday's interview."

"Okay."

Tang Xin nodded in agreement. As they left the office building, Zheng Jian's car was parked at the entrance. Seeing Chen Bin get in, Zheng Jian said to Cao Yang in the back seat, "Going home or somewhere to treat ourselves?"

"Let's go home."

Chen Bin interrupted, "Let's see what delicious food my cousin prepared today."

"Damn!"

Zheng Jian started the car. "You're not trying to steal my cousin too, are you?"

"Idiot!"

Chen Bin glared at Zheng Jian. "If you want to pursue my cousin, behave yourself. How does it feel to cook and have no one to eat? You moron."

"That's true."

Zheng Jian laughed. "Where's Brother Han? I haven't seen him today."

"Who knows? No phone call either."

Cao Yang interjected. "Probably has a case on."

The three returned home, where Yi Ran had indeed prepared dinner. Besides pancakes and a large pot of beef brisket, each person had a bowl of hot tofu soup. Cao Yang took a bite of pancake and smiled at Yi Ran, "Haven't had pancakes in a long time. Your cooking is pretty good."

"That's right!"

Yi Ran proudly raised her head.

“By the way…”

Cao Yang turned to Zheng Jian, “Have you thought about your plans for May Day?”

Zheng Jian shook his head.

“I’m planning to go to that resort we visited last time, to relax in the hot springs.”

Cao Yang continued, “I want to book a table tomorrow, otherwise it might be full. Anyone else want to go?”

“Hot springs?”

Hearing Cao Yang’s suggestion to go out, Zheng Jian exclaimed, “I’ll go! Um… can I bring my sister?”

“Sure.”

Cao Yang nodded, “I might bring a friend too…”

“Your girlfriend?”

Zheng Jian immediately pressed.

Cao Yang looked at the people present, took a sip of soup, and nodded.

“I knew it.”

Chen Bin laughed, “I knew you were hiding something from us, why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Cao Yang frowned: “I actually didn’t know how to say it, because I wasn’t sure if this was the one for me…”

“Tch! You could have asked us for advice.”

Zheng Jian gave him the middle finger.

“Asking you for advice is fucking a disaster.”

Cao Yang gave Zheng Jian a disdainful look. “Binzi, what about you?”

“I have friends coming, but…”

Chen Bin paused for a moment, “Can you save me two seats? I can always back them later.”

“Sure!”

Cao Yang nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll call my sister right now."

Yiran seemed exceptionally excited, running into her room to contact Gu Wanqing.

The next morning, Yiran went to work with a big smile. For her, being able to go out and have fun was undoubtedly a very happy thing. During lunch, she hurriedly told Fang Lin about it. Hearing Yiran's story, Fang Lin laughed and said to her, "I'm so envious! I had nowhere to go those few days."

"You..."

Yiran looked at Fang Lin, suddenly remembering the scene she saw in the music room that day, and shook her head vigorously. "Why don't you come with us?" "

Is that okay?"

Fang Lin faced Yiran. "I don't know any of your friends."

"I don't think it's a problem."

Yiran took out her phone. "Do you want me to ask for you?"

"Isn't that inconvenient?"

Fang Lin seemed a little hesitant.

"It's okay!"

Yiran dialed Cao Yang's number again. "Little Bear, a colleague of mine wants to go out with us, is that alright?"

She quickly hung up and said to Fang Lin, "It's all settled, I told you it was no problem."

"You're so good to me."

Fang Lin pinched Yiran's nose. "By the way, how do we split the expenses?"

"Huh?" Yiran's

eyes widened. "I don't know! I forgot to ask!"

The next day, everyone went back to work, but thinking about the upcoming holiday, apart from Chen Bin and Cao Yang, Yiran and Zheng Jian had no interest in working. Han Feng had been out early and back late for the past two days, and Yiran only vaguely saw him smoking one cigarette after another on the balcony before going to sleep.

On Friday morning, Tang Xin accompanied Chen Bin to interview several job applicants. In the afternoon, when Cao Yang arrived at the small conference room, Chen Bin was already waiting for him.

"Let's begin..."

Cao Yang sat down next to Chen Bin, and Tang Xin quickly went out to call the interviewees.

The applicants came in one after another. Chen Bin was responsible for the main questions, and then Cao Yang asked some technical questions. Before the last job seeker came in, Cao Yang had already selected two students who seemed good.

The last job seeker was a chubby young woman wearing a suit that completely clashed with her style. She walked into the small conference room with her head down and sat down opposite Chen Bin and Cao Yang. Her voice was so soft that even Tang Xin, who was closest to her, couldn't hear her clearly: "Hello..."

"Tang Xin,"

Chen Bin said, looking at Tang Xin, "You can go out now. I'll call you in a bit."

Hearing Chen Bin's words, Tang Xin nodded and left the conference room. The girl, upon hearing Chen Bin's voice, looked up, her eyes widening in surprise, and exclaimed, "Uncle!"

Hearing this address, Chen Bin smiled, covered his mouth, glanced at Wang Xiaodou opposite him, and then shook his head at Cao Yang.

Cao Yang was also taken aback, looking at Chen Bin, then at Wang Xiaodou: "Your niece?"

Chen Bin shook his head again: "I think she's my girlfriend..."

"Wow!"

Cao Yang looked at the resume in his hand, "Wang Xiaodou, applying for a parts design job... Do you think I can say no?"

"You can."

Chen Bin put on a serious expression, "Public and private matters are two different things."

"I know you..."

Cao Yang patted Chen Bin's shoulder, "I'll take her, but if it turns out she can't handle the job... you'll have to deal with that."

"Okay!"

Chen Bin nodded.

“Then I won’t be a third wheel.”

Cao Yang got up and walked out. “I’ll give you some space…”

Hearing Cao Yang close the door, Wang Xiaodou, who had been silent for a while, suddenly looked up, blushing, and said to Chen Bin, “Uncle, how could you…”

“Isn’t it a coincidence?”

Chen Bin finally laughed. “I wanted to tell you when I got your resume, but I thought this would be more interesting.”

“Uncle, you’re so mean!”

Wang Xiaodou stood up from her chair and ran to Chen Bin. “You’re bullying me!”

“If I don’t bully you, who will I bully?”

Chen Bin’s laughter grew louder and louder.

“Uncle!”

Wang Xiaodou raised her fist and waved it at Chen Bin, but she didn’t actually bring it down. This was the first time she had been alone with this man face to face, and the gap between online and real life was something Wang Xiaodou was really having trouble adjusting to.

"Stop fooling around, Dou Dou."

Chen Bin took Wang Xiaodou's hand. "This is work time, I need to be careful. How about we eat together after I get off work?"

"No!"

Wang Xiaodou felt Chen Bin's hand gripping hers tighter and tighter. "I made plans with my classmates... Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"It's okay, we'll have plenty of time together in the future."

Chen Bin nodded. "Have you finished your graduation thesis?"

"I finished it a long time ago."

Wang Xiaodou looked at Chen Bin, feeling a warm glow in her heart. "I came here to look for a job, and I also came to see you, Uncle."

"So you're going to spend time with your classmates?"

Chen Bin continued to tease.

“Tomorrow…”

Wang Xiaodou tugged at her hand, breaking free from Chen Bin’s grasp. “I have time tomorrow.”

“But I don’t.”

Chen Bin leaned back in his chair. “The holiday is coming soon, and it’s not convenient for me to leave these next few days. By the way, when are you going back?”

“It should be before May Day.”

Wang Xiaodou answered Chen Bin’s question. “I came earlier than planned, and I’ve done all the things I wanted to do…”

“Then how about this…”

Chen Bin stood up and put his hands on Wang Xiaodou’s shoulders. “I’m going on vacation with my friends for May Day, and I’d like you to come with me. I’ll introduce you to them, and you can go back after May Day, okay?”

“I need to think about it!”

Wang Xiaodou shook off Chen Bin, walked to the door, turned back, and smiled. “But seeing how sincere you are, I’ll reluctantly agree!”

After seeing Wang Xiaodou off, Chen Bin returned to his office. Cao Yang was already waiting for him there. Upon seeing Cao Yang, Chen Bin shrugged.

"Are you serious? You beast!"

Cao Yang chuckled twice. "Making a move on a student? Why didn't you tell us sooner?"

"Aren't you the same?"

Chen Bin said to Cao Yang. "I generally don't like to talk about things that aren't settled, you know that."

"Sigh!"

Cao Yang sighed. "But it's good, it's a good opportunity for everyone to meet up, it'll be more convenient later."

"That's right."

Chen Bin agreed. "Let's use this opportunity to set up Zheng Jian and his cousin. If it works out, it'll be a big relief for everyone."

"What about Han Feng? You seem a bit biased in trying to set up Zheng Jian and Yi Ran."

Cao Yang continued.

"Well..."

Chen Bin winked. "I'm never worried about Han Feng not finding women, it's just..."

He shook his head.

Over the next two days, everyone prepared for their trips. The night before the holiday, when Cao Yang returned with Feng Ying, Chen Bin had already brought Wang Xiaodou home. With two people at once, the house became much livelier, especially after Yi Ran, Gu Wanqing, and Fang Lin returned together.

After introducing themselves, the women, whether familiar or not, always found topics that seemed absurd to men. Yi Ran, Fang Lin, and Wang Xiaodou chattered incessantly, while Gu Wanqing and Feng Ying whispered among themselves. Zheng Jian, Cao Yang, and Chen Bin, on the other hand, were left out like outsiders, exchanging helpless wry smiles as their eyes met.

When it was time to rest, Chen Bin got up and looked at the women: "Tonight, we guys will squeeze in. How do you guys plan to rest?"

"I'll stay in my room with my sister, Dou Dou and Fang Lin will stay in yours, and Xiao Xiong's is for Sister Feng," Chen Bin

instructed. "Isn't this arrangement good?"

"Great!"

Cao Yang got up and headed straight for Zheng Jian's bedroom, but he was a step too slow. Zheng Jian and Chen Bin had already rushed into the room and lay down on the bed before him.

"You're so disloyal! Make way!"

Cao Yang looked at the two people on the not-so-spacious double bed. "Give me some space."

"Too crowded..."

Zheng Jian stared at Cao Yang with ill intent. "There's only one person in your room. Why don't you go over there? Don't squeeze in with us."

"Then I'll go to Han Feng's room."

Cao Yang left Zheng Jian's bedroom dejectedly. After walking through the empty living room, he realized that Han Feng's room was locked. When he turned back and passed through the living room again, his room door opened, and Feng Ying poked her head out and waved to him.

Entering his bedroom, Cao Yang slammed the door shut behind him. "I have nowhere to sleep."

"Go sleep on the sofa,"

Feng Ying said, but she was already close to Cao Yang. "Still planning to pretend to be a gentleman in front of your friends?"

"I'm not pretending."

Cao Yang pushed Feng Ying onto the bed. "Are you satisfied now that I've brought you to meet my friends?" "

It should have been like this a long time ago..."

Feng Ying panted beneath Cao Yang. "I think they're all pretty good."

"Don't run off with them."

Cao Yang reached out and pulled down Feng Ying's pajamas, revealing her breasts. "Otherwise..."

"Then you'd better treat me well... ugh..." Before

Feng Ying could finish speaking, Cao Yang's mouth was covered by hers. He then pulled off Feng Ying's panties and threw them on the bedside table, pressing her body against his and taking her nipple into his mouth.

"Be gentle..."

Feng Ying whispered as she unbuttoned Cao Yang's clothes, "Don't let the neighbors hear."

"What are you afraid of?"

Cao Yang let Feng Ying take off her clothes. "Wang Xiaodou and Fang Lin are right next to us, they can't possibly rush over there, can they?"

As he spoke, he reached for Feng Ying's genitals, finding that her private parts were already wet.

He parted Feng Ying's labia with his hands, and slowly inserted his already erect penis into Feng Ying's body. He then kissed Feng Ying's breasts and began to thrust rapidly.

Perhaps his movements were a little too fast, for the headboard hit the wall with a slight thud. Feng Ying quickly braced herself against the headboard with her arms, her eyes fixed on the man on top of her: "Slow down..."

Cao Yang didn't answer. His thick penis continued to move back and forth inside Feng Ying's wet and juicy vagina. The feeling of being tightly enveloped by her tender flesh excited him even more. He no longer cared whether anyone could hear him. After dozens of thrusts, Cao Yang sat up, spread Feng Ying's legs, and entered her body even deeper.

The head of his penis pounded against her clitoris. Feng Ying's arms, which were supporting her against the headboard, gradually became weak. Eventually, she seemed to have forgotten that there were two young women next door. She wrapped her arms around Cao Yang's waist, arched her lower body to meet her man, and let the headboard hit the wall with a series of rapid "bangs."

Seeing Feng Ying's face growing redder and redder, Cao Yang withdrew his penis from her vagina, turned her over, and made her lie face down on the bed with her buttocks raised. He then entered her body from behind again.

Feng Ying's soft buttocks swayed up and down with Cao Yang's penetration. Each time his penis touched her cervix, Feng Ying let out a low moan. Her legs, spread apart, bent backward, her toes seemingly straining to open. Her breasts, pressed tightly against the pillow, were pressed down, and pleasure rapidly spread from the depths of her vagina throughout her body.

At this moment, Cao Yang's breathing grew heavier, beads of sweat dripping from his head onto Feng Ying's waist, mingling with her sweat, making her body increasingly slippery. By the time Cao Yang was completely on top of her, Feng Ying could no longer contain herself and cried out.

When Cao Yang turned Feng Ying back, she seemed somewhat impatient. The unfulfilled desire of a woman overwhelmed her senses. She pushed Cao Yang down, sitting on him with her back to him, half-squatting and holding his penis as she sat down.

Looking at Feng Ying's bare back, Cao Yang pressed his hand against Feng Ying's buttocks facing him. Perhaps because of this unusual position, Feng Ying's buttocks appeared exceptionally large at this moment. From Cao Yang's angle, he could clearly see Feng Ying's parted labia tightly gripping his penis as they moved up and down. The dark pubic hair on her mons pubis rubbed against his body, and Cao Yang couldn't help but squeeze Feng Ying's waist even harder.

Sitting on the man, Feng Ying moved her naked body up and down frantically. Her black hair flew in the air with her movements, and her breasts swayed like two balloons floating on water. When Feng Ying's body sat on Cao Yang for the last time, a stream of heat shot into her body from below. The burning sensation made Feng Ying's body tremble uncontrollably, and she clenched her teeth, making a "clucking" sound.

"What are they doing next door?"

Wang Xiaodou, listening intently in Chen Bin's room, asked Fang Lin. "Still packing so late?"

Hearing this, Fang Lin burst out laughing. "They're not packing things, they're packing people..."

"Packing people?"

Wang Xiaodou paused, "What do you mean..."

Before she could finish, she seemed to understand Fang Lin's meaning, her face instantly turning red. Fortunately, the lights were off, so Fang Lin didn't see her shy expression.

That night, the men slept soundly, while the women were excited about their trip the next day.

When Yiran got up, it was still quite dark. Gu Wanqing was still asleep. Yiran went to the balcony and glanced into Han Feng's room. The curtains weren't drawn, and the bed was empty. It seemed Han Feng hadn't returned last night. Yiran took a shower in Han Feng's bathroom, and when she came out wrapped in a bathrobe, Gu Wanqing had just gotten up.

After everyone ate breakfast and packed their luggage, they went downstairs to the parking lot. They put their luggage in Zheng Jian's and Chen Bin's cars. Wang Xiaodou, Cao Yang, and Feng Ying got into Chen Bin's car, while Yi Ran, Gu Wanqing, and Fang Lin got into Zheng Jian's. As the car started, Gu Wanqing asked, "Isn't Lawyer Han coming with us?"

"Brother Han will arrive the day after tomorrow,"

Zheng Jian replied. "I've already called him."

"He didn't seem to come back yesterday

," Yi Ran added. "Is Big Dog very busy lately?"

"Oh..."

Zheng Jian casually replied, "It's like this every year, don't worry about him."

"Every year?"

Still persistent, "What do you mean?"

"Today..."

Zheng Jian looked at Yiran, "Today is Sister He's death anniversary, and Brother Han will be at the cemetery all day... Don't ask about this, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Uh..."

Yiran obediently shut her mouth, turning to look at Gu Wanqing, whose face showed a complex expression, a hint of regret and disappointment.

Upon arriving at the resort, Cao Yang took four keys from the front desk, and the group divided the rooms. Zheng Jian shared a room with Chen Bin, Cao Yang had a room alone, Feng Ying and Gu Wanqing took the room closest to Cao Yang, and the remaining larger suite was given to Yiran, Fang Lin, and Wang Xiaodou.

After lunch, everyone played cards together for a while in the afternoon. There were no set plans, and this way of spending time was relaxed and casual. In the evening, Yiran clamored to go to the hot springs, and everyone naturally agreed. However, after everyone agreed, Yiran suddenly asked, "Where are we going to soak?"

Yiran had her reasons for asking. Each room in this resort had its own hot spring pool, and there was also a public hot spring outside that could accommodate many people. Hearing her question, Chen Bin thought for a moment, "It's lively outside, but I think it's more hygienic in the room."

"I think so too."

Yi Ran frowned, "But the rooms are too small. Even if the one in our suite is bigger, it would be full for four or five people, and there are eight of us."

"Then let's go outside."

Gu Wanqing smiled, "It's more fun to chat with everyone."

"Okay! Let's go change."

Yi Ran jumped up and ran back to her room.

When Zheng Jian, Chen Bin, and Cao Yang arrived at the hot spring after changing into their swimming trunks, the women were already in the water, leaning against the edge of the pool. The three men looked at the women in their colorful swimsuits. Zheng Jian whispered to Cao Yang, "Your girlfriend's breasts aren't very big..."

"Be careful you don't get corns!" Cao Yang

glared at Zheng Jian. "Mr. Chen's woman's breasts aren't very big either."

"Who the hell are they?"

Chen Bin cursed. "Her breasts are still small, maybe they'll develop further."

"That depends on you."

Zheng Jian stared in Yi Ran's direction. "My cousin and her sister have really good figures, and Fang Lin's are pretty good too."

"You got a great deal."

Cao Yang sighed. "Han Feng isn't here, so Mr. Chen and I don't dare to do anything reckless. You can choose any of those three beauties!"

"They have to let him choose,"

Chen Bin chuckled. "I think Fang Lin is alright, more womanly than my cousin."

"What does 'womanly' mean?"

Zheng Jian asked.

"Sexy, you know!"

Cao Yang replied with a laugh.

The three men chatted as they moved toward the women. Seeing them approach, Feng Ying naturally went to Cao Yang's side. Seeing Cao Yang with his arm around Feng Ying, Wang Xiaodou blinked, seemingly intending to go to Chen Bin's side. However, after taking two steps, she retreated, and Yiran kicked Wang Xiaodou in the butt from behind. Wang Xiaodou stumbled and fell towards Chen Bin, this time landing squarely in his arms, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"You're so mean!"

Zheng Jian said, looking at Yiran.

"Want me to kick you again?" Yiran asked,

hands on her hips.

Hearing this, Fang Lin quickly moved back. Of course, Yiran wouldn't kick her cousin; if this girl really kicked her again, Fang Lin would be the one in trouble.

"Or you can fall over here?"

Zheng Jian said maliciously.

“That won’t do.”

Yiran shook her head. “I’m not so easily taken advantage of.”

After chatting for a few minutes, Yiran leaned over to talk to Gu Wanqing. Fang Lin came up to Zheng Jian and whispered, “You’ve got your eye on Yiran, haven’t you?”

Zheng Jian nodded. “She’s pretty good.” “

A kitten can scratch.”

Fang Lin looked at Yiran. “Do you know her criteria for choosing a boyfriend?”

“No…”

Zheng Jian shook his head. “You do?”

“I asked her, but she wouldn’t tell.”

Fang Lin shook her head.

“Sigh…”

Zheng Jian sighed upon hearing this.

After soaking in the hot spring and changing clothes, everyone went to Yiran’s suite. Chen Bin and Cao Yang brought out a case of beer. Everyone ate, drank, and chatted. After a while, Fang Lin suddenly suggested, “Let’s play something?”

“Rock-paper-scissors?”

Cao Yang stuck out his tongue.

“Drunkard!”

Feng Ying teased him.

“How about Truth or Dare?”

Fang Lin looked at Zheng Jian. “I’ll give you an opportunity.”

“Huh?”

Zheng Jian was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

“How do we play?”

Yiran asked from the side.

"Let's keep it simple..."

Fang Lin got up and took out a deck of cards, including four Aces, two Kings, and the two Jokers. "We have eight people and eight cards. Whoever draws the Joker wins, and whoever draws the Little Joker loses. The others just watch. The loser chooses to tell the truth or do a dare, and the winner asks a question or designates a dare. Is that clear?"

"What if someone lies or cheats?" Yi

Ran continued to ask.

"Well..."

Fang Lin pursed her lips, "How about this: if anyone says something that everyone thinks is a lie or cheats by not doing the dare, they have to drink a penalty shot?"

"Okay, I'll play."

Yi Ran looked at the others, "What about you guys?"

"Let's play."

Chen Bin shrugged, and the others nodded.

Fang Lin shuffled the eight cards, and Yi Ran immediately drew one, glanced at the cards spread out in front of her, and laughed, "Lucky you, the Joker!"

Seeing that she drew the Joker, the remaining people looked at each other, then drew their cards one by one. When they unfolded their cards, the Little Joker landed right in front of Zheng Jian.

"What do you choose?"

Yi Ran looked at Zheng Jian with a sinister smile.

“Let’s take the risk…”

Zheng Jian looked helpless.

“Tch!”

Yi Ran scoffed, “Let’s start with a hundred push-ups.”

“A hundred!”

Zheng Jian’s eyes widened. “You’re too ruthless!”

“That’s too much…”

Gu Wanqing said to Yi Ran from the side.

“Alright, I’ll give you a discount.” Yi

Ran shook the king a bit. “Fifty, no less…”

“Damn it!”

Zheng Jian collapsed to the ground. “One, two…”

He could only manage thirty-odd push-ups before he couldn’t stand up straight anymore, pleading, “I can’t do any more…”

“Then let’s drink!”

Yiran pointed at the glass in front of Zheng Jian, "No cheating."

"Okay, okay!"

Zheng Jian rolled over on the ground, downed the beer in his glass, and glared at Yiran, saying, "You wait!"

"Afraid of you!"

Yiran chuckled, "Let's play again."

The cards were dealt again, and the King was still in Yiran's hand. When Zheng Jian revealed the Queen, Chen Bin and the others burst into laughter.

"Truth or dare!"

Before Yiran could give the order, Zheng Jian hurriedly said, "Fifty more push-ups will kill me."

"Then..."

Yiran's eyebrows twitched, "What's the name of your favorite girl?"

Zheng Jian paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Yiran..."

"Lying!"

Yiran pointed at Zheng Jian's nose and shouted to the people around her, "He's dishonest!"

"Not necessarily."

Fang Lin looked at the others, "I think what Zheng Jian said might be true, what do you guys think?"

"True!"

Cao Yang said.

"You can't say it's false..."

Chen Bin also chimed in.

Gu Wanqing, Wang Xiaodou, and Feng Ying exchanged glances and shook their heads. Wang Xiaodou joked, "So Uncle Zheng likes Sister Yiran. Sister Yiran, just accept him!"

"Go away! What's with the seniority?"

Yiran glared at Wang Xiaodou. "Let's go again!"

This time, Yiran drew a King again, and the Little King didn't end up in Zheng Jian's hand. The loser this round was Fang Lin.

"You didn't cheat, did you?"

Fang Lin looked at Yiran. "You win every round. That's too much. I'll choose Truth or Dare."

"Just lucky."

Yiran's eyes darted around. "Then go kiss the hamster!"

Hearing her say that, Zheng Jian and Fang Lin were both stunned for a moment, while everyone else burst out laughing.

"He likes you."

Fang Lin said to Yiran. "Why don't you go yourself?"

"A bet is a bet. Hurry up."

Yiran urged.

"Then I'll really kiss it."

Fang Lin moved closer to Zheng Jian. "Don't regret it!"

"When have I ever regretted it?"

Yiran was rather unconvinced.

Zheng Jian looked at Yi Ran, then at Fang Lin: "Did you ask for my consent?"

"You're just a prop now

," Yi Ran replied. "Don't move, you're being picky about kisses from beautiful women!"

"I'm scared of you!"

While Yi Ran was still talking, Fang Lin suddenly kissed Zheng Jian on the cheek and quickly retreated to her seat. "Okay?"

"You..."

Yi Ran grinned, "I didn't even see it clearly!"

"Whatever!"

Fang Lin started shuffling the cards again. After dealing, the King and Queen landed in Fang Lin's and Cao Yang's hands respectively.

"Truth or dare!"

Cao Yang took a sip of his drink. "Ask whatever you want."

Fang Lin thought for a moment: "What did you do last night?"

"Damn it!"

Cao Yang picked up his glass again. "I admit defeat, I'll drink."

"You're telling the truth, why are you drinking?"

Fang Lin looked at Feng Ying and laughed. The latter immediately blushed. Chen Bin and Zheng Jian also looked at Cao Yang and chuckled.

After playing a few more rounds, Zheng Jian finally got a King, and this time Yi Ran drew the Queen.

"What are your criteria for choosing a boyfriend?"

Zheng Jian asked unexpectedly seriously.

Yi Ran frowned, thought for a moment, picked up her glass, drank it down, and put the empty glass down: "I won't tell!"

In the subsequent games, as everyone drank more and more, the questions and dares became increasingly outrageous. In the end, Gu Wanqing was so drunk she even revealed her measurements, and Wang Xiaodou practically recounted her relationship with Chen Bin. Feng Ying wasn't asked any embarrassing questions, while Fang Lin, who kept choosing dares, was teased until she was left only in her underwear. Only Yi Ran refused to say anything about herself, collapsing on the floor like a sleepy cat at the end of the game.

When Cao Yang took Feng Ying back to their room, Wang Xiaodou took Chen Bin's hand. Before leaving the room, Chen Bin turned back to Zheng Jian with a mischievous grin. Zheng Jian winked at Chen Bin, then turned to look at Yi Ran on the floor, and Gu Wanqing and Fang Lin opposite him, chuckling.

Leaving the suite, Chen Bin and Wang Xiaodou went to their room. As soon as Chen Bin locked the door, Wang Xiaodou threw herself into his arms. Their clothes quickly fell to the floor. Chen Bin embraced the naked Wang Xiaodou and fell onto the bed, kissing her body.

Wang Xiaodou's face was flushed. When Chen Bin's lips landed on her breasts, Wang Xiaodou covered her chest and private parts with her hands, but her protests did not stop Chen Bin's actions. Chen Bin grasped Wang Xiaodou's small breast with one hand, and with the other, he touched her lower body. Wang Xiaodou's small labia were already wet.

Chen Bin's penis pressed against Wang Xiaodou's vulva. Wang Xiaodou's body arched like a shrimp. His penis pushed open her closed labia. Chen Bin felt that Wang Xiaodou's vagina was so tight that it was difficult for him to penetrate any further, even just a little. He applied a little more force, and Wang Xiaodou suddenly frowned and whispered to Chen Bin, "It hurts..."

Chen Bin leaned down and kissed Wang Xiaodou's lips, moving his hips again. A look of pain appeared on Wang Xiaodou's face, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. At this moment, Chen Bin also felt as if his penis was being blocked by something. His drunkenness instantly subsided, and he looked at Wang Xiaodou and asked, "You..."

Wang Xiaodou nodded gently, a happy smile on her face: "I want to give it to Uncle..."

"Wait..."

Chen Bin rolled off Wang Xiaodou, got up, and went into the bathroom. Wang Xiaodou lay on the bed, touching her naked body. She heard the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom. When Chen Bin came back to her, Wang Xiaodou touched his cold body—Chen Bin had taken a cold shower.

Leaning against the headboard, Chen Bin hugged Wang Xiaodou and slowly said after a long while, "I can't..."

"Why?"

Wang Xiaodou pressed her body closer to Chen Bin.

Chen Bin shook his head: "I want to save your first time for our wedding night. It's very important to me."

"Uncle is a good man..."

Wang Xiaodou hugged Chen Bin tightly, "I came here prepared to give myself to you..."

"I have to take responsibility for you."

Chen Bin stroked Wang Xiaodou's back. "I'm a man."

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Wang Xiaodou kissed Chen Bin deeply on the cheek. "Meeting you is my luck."

Lying naked in the man's arms, Wang Xiaodou smiled happily. At this moment, she was even more certain that Chen Bin was the man she had been looking for. Although she now looked forward to Chen Bin's advances, since Chen Bin treated her this way, she should respect his decision.

After chatting for a while, Chen Bin's eyelids began to droop, and Wang Xiaodou also felt a little sleepy. She leaned against Chen Bin's chest and mumbled, "What do you think Uncle Zheng and the others are doing now?"

before drifting off to sleep.

When Wang Xiaodou asked this question, Zheng Jian was scratching his head. After Chen Bin and Cao Yang's couple left, he hadn't known what to do and was still lying on the ground rambling incoherently. Fang Lin was also quite drunk. Although Gu Wanqing was still talking to him, she was mostly asking questions about Han Feng. So, despite the allure of the woman in front of him, Zheng Jian couldn't muster any interest, especially since he knew Gu Wanqing already belonged to Han Feng.

Seeing that Gu Wanqing was still there, Zheng Jian only hoped that she would go back to her room to sleep, so that he could perhaps get a kiss from his cousin. However, Gu Wanqing showed no intention of leaving. Just as Zheng Jian was wondering how to deal with the women in front of him, Fang Lin, who was lying next to him, suddenly opened her eyes, picked up her wine glass, and mumbled to Zheng Jian, "Another... glass..."

"Oh."

Zheng Jian picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Fang Lin's. While drinking, he caught a glimpse of Fang Lin's fair body, and his penis immediately became erect.

Fang Lin was only wearing a bra and panties, the light pink kind with lots of lace. Zheng Jian really wanted to reach out and touch her, but he wasn't shameless enough to do such a lewd thing in front of another woman. He turned to look at Gu Wanqing: "Want some more?"

"No..."

Gu Wanqing shook her head, stood up unsteadily, and pulled Yiran along, "Come on, let's go to sleep."

"Uh..."

Yiran snorted, crawled on all fours after Gu Wanqing toward the door, and said to Zheng Jian as she crawled, "Let's drink again tomorrow."

Watching Gu Wanqing and Yiran walk and crawl out of the room, Zheng Jian turned to face Fang Lin. The half-naked woman then refilled their glasses and leaned close to Zheng Jian's face: "Come on, let's play a drinking game!"

"Still playing?"

Zheng Jian was stunned, staring at the reddish edge of Fang Lin's breasts peeking out from under her bra, "Want to bet something else?"
Chapter
11

When Zheng Jian said "bet something else," he felt a little immoral.

He knew exactly how he felt. He wanted nothing more than to strip the half-naked woman in front of him and thrust his already throbbing penis into Fang Lin's body. But things were different now. Zheng Jian couldn't quite figure out when Yi Ran had taken up a special place in his heart. If he were to do something like that… Zheng Jian suddenly felt a little guilty towards his cousin, even if he only had a fleeting thought of it.

"Let's bet."

Fang Lin's tongue was already slurring. "What are we betting on?"

"The rules from before…"

Zheng Jian downed his drink and forgot all about his guilt towards his cousin. "The loser drinks, plus a punishment."

"A punishment?"

Fang Lin smiled strangely. "Okay, the winner can make the loser do something."

"Okay…"

Zheng Jian poured himself a full glass of beer. "What are we playing?"

"Rock, paper, scissors…"

Fang Lin continued drinking. "I can't think of anything else."

"Come on!"

Zheng Jian clinked glasses with Fang Lin. "Go!"

Zheng Jian won the first round as he expected. Watching Fang Lin drink a glass of beer, Zheng Jian stared at her full breasts and swallowed hard. "Take off your bra…"

"You're so mean,"

Fang Lin scoffed. "Who forces a woman to take off her clothes..."

Despite her words, Fang Lin's hands reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. "That counts as one time, let's do it again..."

Watching the bra leave Fang Lin's body, Zheng Jian felt his insides burning. Unfortunately, the damn bra just dangled on Fang Lin's body, showing no sign of falling off. He patiently played a rock.

Zheng Jian won again.

This time, Fang Lin really did throw the bra off completely. When her breasts popped out, Zheng Jian reached out, but ultimately didn't touch them.

Zheng Jian lost the next round. Fang Lin, her eyes glazed with drunkenness, watched him drink, laughing as she told him to put on another shirt, even though he was only wearing a t-shirt. Unfortunately, this wasn't Zheng Jian's room, and he had no clothes to wear. Fang Lin looked around for a while, then finally frowned and said, "I don't want to see you take your clothes off. How about this, my head hurts so much, can you massage my head?"

This was a request Zheng Jian was more than happy to make. He moved behind Fang Lin, reached out and massaged her head, his eyes occasionally glancing at her erect nipples. After a couple of massages, Zheng Jian's hands moved from Fang Lin's head to her fair neck, and then quickly landed on her swaying breasts.

"You're taking advantage of me..."

Fang Lin murmured as Zheng Jian repeatedly rubbed her breasts, but she didn't break free from his hands. Those restless hands continued to slide down, slipping inside her underwear along her tight abdomen.

Fang Lin leaned back slightly, a seemingly unintentional movement that made it easier for Zheng Jian's hand to land on her genitals. Touching Fang Lin's soft labia, Zheng Jian gritted his teeth and squeezed hard.

"Mmm..."

Fang Lin groaned softly, her legs tightening around Zheng Jian's hand.

Fang Lin's genitals were warm. Zheng Jian used his other hand to pull Fang Lin's left leg open again, and his fingers naturally began to trace between Fang Lin's labia.

Fang Lin's vaginal fluid almost immediately soaked Zheng Jian's fingers. At this moment, Zheng Jian's body was even hotter than the woman's naked body. He pulled his hand out of Fang Lin's panties, and in a few quick movements, he stripped off his own clothes. Looking at Fang Lin lying on the ground, his penis stood erect like a bayonet on a gun barrel.

"Hmm?"

Fang Lin turned her head, her eyes filled with anticipation. Her panties were already soaked, forming a large circle. When Zheng Jian pulled off her panties, Fang Lin clamped her legs around his waist.

Having not been with a woman in a long time, Zheng Jian didn't care about foreplay or romance. He pushed Fang Lin to the ground, and his engorged penis almost instantly slid into her body.

"Ah..."

Fang Lin let out a soft moan, wrapping her arms around Zheng Jian's neck and whispering in his ear, "Slower..."

Zheng Jian didn't answer. His lower body moved rapidly, almost uncontrollably, his penis moving quickly inside Fang Lin's wet vagina, as if trying to pierce the woman beneath him. Fang Lin's voice changed into a series of "hmm ah" sounds as Zheng Jian moved.

After thrusting in and out dozens of times without any regard for Fang Lin's feelings, Zheng Jian finally slowed down. He embraced Fang Lin and began kissing her, his tongue mingling with hers in his mouth. Saliva mingled in their joined mouths, mirroring the way their bodies were intertwined.

After a while, Zheng Jian straightened up and pushed Fang Lin's legs towards her head. Her outstretched legs lifted her tender vulva, making her wet and juicy private parts even more prominent. The moment Zheng Jian's penis pressed against the vaginal wall and against Fang Lin's clitoris, Fang Lin grabbed her legs with both hands and screamed.

Continuing to move his penis inside Fang Lin's body, Zheng Jian felt as if his body, gripped tightly by her tender flesh, was about to explode. But he didn't want the battle to end there. The woman beneath him, though lacking Su Ting's beauty and Yi Ran's cunning, possessed a passion he hadn't seen in the other two women. Especially when Fang Lin frowned and repeatedly cried out, "Faster...faster..."

, Zheng Jian wanted nothing more than to crush and tear her supple flesh apart.

He needed to savor this woman moaning beneath him. Staring at Fang Lin's swaying breasts, Zheng Jian pinched her clitoris with one hand and grasped her right breast with the other, his five fingers digging into her breast. Fang Lin's nipple peeked out from between his fingers, red and alluring.

"Gently..."

Fang Lin said, her chest thrusting forward repeatedly. Her clitoris was squeezed as Zheng Jian penetrated her, and Fang Lin's body writhed incessantly. Her vaginal fluids gushed out like a burst dam, and with each thrust of Zheng Jian's penis, a small spray of fluid would gush from Fang Lin's vaginal opening.

Zheng Jian's movements slowed down, but Fang Lin's waist swayed faster and faster, especially when Zheng Jian's glans touched her cervix. Pleasure surged from her vagina and clitoris, stimulating Fang Lin's body simultaneously. Her breasts, which were slightly sore from Zheng Jian's grip, also amplified the pleasure of being possessed. Fang Lin repeatedly raised her buttocks to respond to Zheng Jian's thrusts. Her body, which had already been slightly sweaty, was now completely soaked, as if she had just crawled out of the water.

Watching Fang Lin writhe like a snake beneath him, Zheng Jian could no longer control his urge to release his desire. He pressed down hard on Fang Lin's breasts, his entire weight pressing down on her, his penis wildly thrashing inside her incredibly sensitive vagina.

Completely pinned to the ground, Fang Lin uttered incoherent cries of "Mmm... lighter... faster..."

words she herself didn't understand. The pain in her mons pubis, from the repeated thrusts, turned numb. As Zheng Jian thrust into her one last time, Fang Lin clenched her fists and pounded them hard on the floor with a "thump, thump."

Semen rushed into her uterus, and Fang Lin's body convulsed as if doused with boiling water. Zheng Jian collapsed on top of her, and Fang Lin tightly embraced the man who had just given her such a pleasurable orgasm, her legs clenching tightly to prevent his penis from slipping out.

Two smooth bodies intertwined. Zheng Jian kissed Fang Lin's lips again, and the image of Yi Ran suddenly flashed through his mind. However, this brief fantasy was quickly brought back to reality by Fang Lin's embrace and kiss. Zheng Jian rolled over and lay on the ground, looking at the ceiling. A strong sense of drowsiness came over him, and he closed his eyes and actually fell asleep.

When Zheng Jian woke up, it was already bright daylight. Fang Lin wasn't beside him. As he got up to get dressed, Zheng Jian wasn't sure if what had happened last night was reality or just his imagination. He came out of his room and saw Cao Yang staring blankly in his direction. Zheng Jian pointed to Chen Bin's room: "Where's Brother Chen?"

"I don't know..."

Cao Yang walked to Chen Bin's door and knocked. The door opened, and Chen Bin stood there, holding his head. He looked at Cao Yang, then at Zheng Jian: "Where are the others?"

"I don't know..."

Cao Yang replied, "I don't know where those women went. Where's your Dou Dou? She's not here either?"

"Yeah."

Chen Bin nodded. "They probably went out together, right? Did they go to the hot springs again?"

"They'd get all skin raw!"

Cao Yang shook his head. "Never mind them, let's go eat."

The three of them ate, then waited blankly in the room for half a day. In the afternoon, the women reappeared. Seeing them come in, Chen Bin turned to Wang Xiaodou: "Where did they go?"

“Wandering around aimlessly.”

Wang Xiaodou tossed her hair. “Everyone out, everyone out, we want to take a bath.”

She shooed Zheng Jian, Cao Yang, and Chen Bin out of the suite, then immediately stripped naked and sat in the hot spring pool. When the other women joined her, Yiran clicked her tongue. “It’s so cramped.”

She was telling the truth; the hot spring pool was just the right size for three people, and the five women sitting there were practically crammed together. Through the rising steam, their white bodies looked like a pot of braised pork belly simmering in the hot spring.

“Go find your fat beef!”

Yiran kicked Wang Xiaodou’s shin. “Give us some space.”

“I’m not going!”

Wang Xiaodou pouted. “I’d rather Ying-jie go find Uncle Cao.”

“Why would you go find them?”

Feng Ying looked at Yiran. “Going there would just be a wasted bath.”

“That’s true…”

Yiran nodded thoughtfully. “You guys were only thinking about having fun last night, not even trying to control me. Sister is so much better, otherwise I would have had to sleep on the floor all night.” She then rested her head on Gu Wanqing’s breast.

"How erotic!"

Seeing Yiran's face pressed against Gu Wanqing's chest, Fang Lin glared at her and said, "No wonder you don't like Young Master Zheng, you're a lesbian!"

"So what if I'm a lesbian?"

Yiran reached out and touched Gu Wanqing's breast, "I like it..."

"Get lost!"

Gu Wanqing pushed Yiran's hand away, "Nonsense..."

"Hehe!"

Yiran laughed, looking at Fang Lin, "You and Hamster had sex last night, didn't you?"

"No way!"

Fang Lin shook her head repeatedly, "You were so drunk, how could you have the strength to have sex?"

"I don't believe it, you showed your big ass last night..."

Before Yiran could finish speaking, Fang Lin pushed her into the water and she started bubbling around.

Breaking free from Fang Lin's grasp, Yi Ran emerged from the water, still grumbling, "If you did it, you have to admit it, otherwise I'll go ask the hamster..."

"Go ahead and ask!"

Fang Lin laughed, "Let's see if you have that thick skin!"

They chatted and laughed until dinner time, as usual, a room full of food and beer. This time, Yi Ran refused to drink anymore. After dinner, they played for a while, then everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Just like the day before, Cao Yang and Feng Ying went to their room for a tryst, and Chen Bin and Wang Xiaodou also stayed together. However, although the two were naked, they didn't cross any lines.

When Zheng Jian left the suite, he glanced back at Yi Ran and Fang Lin. After he left, Yi Ran said to Fang Lin, "Come here for a moment."

The two went to the inner room, and Yi Ran pulled Fang Lin to sit on the bed: "Tell me the truth, last night you..."

Before Yi Ran could finish, Fang Lin nodded.

"Hey!"

Yiran chuckled. "Don't blame me for being nosy, but what did you do last Sunday?"

Fang Lin was taken aback. "I..."

"I just happened to go to the music room to look for sheet music that day." Yiran

shook her head. "I saw it all..."

Fang Lin lowered her head, fiddling with her hair.

"How did you end up with that old bastard? Everyone in the training department knows he's a notorious womanizer." Yiran

added.

Hearing this, Fang Lin's lips twitched slightly, and after a long pause, she slowly said, "He said he could help me get an indefinite contract and even get my residency permit sorted out early..."

"Is it worth it?"

Yi Ran still held Fang Lin's hand. "I feel sorry for you. Besides, what if he denies everything? You'll have let him ruin you for nothing. Is a household registration really that important?"

"Little cat..."

Fang Lin shook her head. "I'm not you. I don't see things as clearly as you. I just want some security..."

"Go after Young Master Zheng!"

Yi Ran patted Fang Lin's shoulder. "Even if Hamster is a bit slow, he's still better than that old bastard. If he accepts you, you'll have security for the rest of your life."

"You..."

Fang Lin looked up at Yi Ran. "You're not angry with me? Zheng Jian likes you."

"I don't like him!"

Yi Ran glared. "Anyway, I don't have any feelings for him right now. If you don't make your move now, you'll miss your chance if I fall for him!"

"I..."

Fang Lin seemed to want to say something, but Yi Ran had already pushed her to the door. Yi Ran said behind her, "Go, go. It's easy for a woman to pursue a man. Go quickly."

"I'm not going."

Fang Lin dodged Yi Ran's shove. "Even if I had the intention, I couldn't just go up there like that. What if I scare him away? I'm going to sleep."

Watching Fang Lin return to the inner room and lie down on the bed, Yi Ran came to the outer room and sat next to Gu Wanqing, saying, "Two couples! And two more who're in heat, leaving only us sisters all alone..."

"You're so frivolous!"

Gu Wanqing pushed Yi Ran away. "You're not young anymore, you should find a boyfriend."

"No!"

Yi Ran fell to the ground. "You're still single too, what am I afraid of?"

"I'm different..."

Gu Wanqing shook her head. "I'm a divorced woman, besides..."

"Besides what?"

Yi Ran turned to look at Gu Wanqing. "You mean...?"

"Han Feng and I..."

Gu Wanqing hesitated for a moment. "We've already..."

"Already what?"

Yi Ran pressed. "Slept together?"

Gu Wanqing blushed and nodded.

"You're

just doing this first and asking questions later," Yiran chuckled. "Should I start calling Big Dog 'brother-in-law'?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Gu Wanqing quickly covered Yiran's mouth. "We have no chance..."

"Hmm?"

Yiran looked at Gu Wanqing suspiciously. "What? Because of Sister Ting?"

Gu Wanqing shook her head with a wry smile. "Even without Tingting, Han Feng wouldn't be with me. His deceased wife is between us."

"That's quite troublesome,"

Yiran glanced out the window. "The opponent is someone who no longer exists; it's indeed difficult."

"Don't worry about it,"

Gu Wanqing pulled Yiran's face. "Your mom called last time and asked me to introduce you to a boyfriend."

"Mind your own business!"

Yiran slapped her thigh. "We'll see. By the way, if you think there's no chance with Big Dog, hurry up and find someone else. Don't drag it out."

"You're the one meddling,"

Gu Wanqing blushed again, lowering her head. "This is all my own choice; I don't blame him."

"Oh!" Yiran

chuckled mischievously. "You're already taking his side? What's so great about Big Dog that you and Sister Ting are so devoted to him? He's such a lucky guy!"

"You're the one who's a piece of trash..."

Gu Wanqing shoved Yiran and laughed herself.

The next day, Yiran woke up early. Looking at Gu Wanqing and Fang Lin still fast asleep beside her, Yiran got dressed and left the room. She strolled outside; it was still quite dark. Yiran arrived at the resort's gate and headed towards the nearby woods.

She hadn't gone two steps when a car's headlights flashed and a horn sounded. The car had stopped behind her, and Han Feng's head popped out of the window: "Where are you going?"

"Just taking a walk."

Yiran turned and saw Han Feng, pointing towards the woods.

"Be careful so early in the morning."

Han Feng moved the car and parked it on the grass by the roadside. "I'll go with you."

"Whatever." Yiran

continued walking.

Han Feng quickly caught up with Yi Ran, frowning as he asked, "What's so interesting about the woods?"

"I like it," Yi Ran

said, walking into the woods and sitting down against a tree. "I like this feeling."

"Nonsense!"

Han Feng said, sitting down under the tree opposite Yi Ran.

Yiran looked up at Han Feng and noticed his eyes were red and his appearance was somewhat haggard. She asked, "Why do you look so disheveled?"

"I haven't been sleeping well these past few days ,"

Han Feng yawned. "I couldn't sleep this morning, otherwise I wouldn't have come so early."

"Oh."

Yiran took off her shoes and placed her feet on the soft grass. "You and my sister..."

"You know?"

Han Feng smiled. "We're just friends."

"Friends?"

Yiran glared at Han Feng. "Is this how you treat your female friends?"

"Mind your own business!"

Han Feng looked back at Yiran. "You talk too much!"

"I'm too lazy to talk about you two."

Yiran blew on her bangs. "I just think you're too casual."

"What's it to you whether I'm casual or not?"

Han Feng spat. "Mind your own business, or else..."

"Or else what?"

Yiran stretched her neck. "Go ahead and bite me!"

"Bite?"

Han Feng's gaze fell on Yiran's flawless face. "It's just the two of us here now. If you don't behave yourself, watch out..."

"How are you?"

Yiran seemed somewhat angry. "I don't believe..."

Before she could finish speaking, Han Feng suddenly leaned close to Yiran. "Go on..."

Seeing Han Feng's sinister expression, Yiran snorted. "I don't believe you can do anything to me..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Han Feng had already sealed Yiran's cherry lips with his mouth. With a yank, he ripped open all the buttons on Yiran's blouse, immediately exposing her bra. Yiran was so frightened that she rolled on the ground and dodged to the side, covering her ample chest with her hands.

"Scared now?"

Han Feng sat back in his previous position, took out a cigarette, lit it, and watched Yiran frantically fasten her buttons. He said slowly, "Women shouldn't be so fierce, they'll suffer."

"You've got guts!"

Yiran straightened her clothes, angrily got up from the ground, and walked towards the resort, saying as she walked, "Just you wait, see how I deal with you!"

"Okay..."

Han Feng followed behind Yi Ran, saying, "You're so petty. I've seen you change clothes before, don't be so stingy."

"Enough, I'm really angry." Yi Ran

still didn't turn around.

"Okay, okay."

Han Feng chuckled and muttered to himself, "Taking off clothes only makes me angry, I think I've gained something..."

Back at the resort's restaurant, Zheng Jian, Cao Yang, and Chen Bin were still not up. The women were having breakfast there. When they saw Yi Ran storm in, Gu Wanqing was taken aback. Then she saw Han Feng behind Yi Ran and smiled slightly: "You're here?"

"Yes."

Han Feng sat down next to Gu Wanqing and took an egg from her plate. "I'm starving."

"I'll get you something else to eat."

Gu Wanqing got up to get some food.

Han Feng glanced at Feng Ying, then at Wang Xiaodou, and turned to look at Fang Lin. He asked Yi Ran, "Who are they?"

"This is Xiao Xiong's girlfriend, and this is Fei Niu's girlfriend,"

Yi Ran said, still looking angry, pointing at Fang Lin, "My best friend, Hamster's future girlfriend."

"Oh,"

Han Feng simply replied, not even greeting the women. At this moment, Gu Wanqing returned with a plate of food and placed it in front of Han Feng. Seeing the strange atmosphere, she asked Yi Ran, "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

"She was running around this morning and ran into a thug,"

Han Feng answered Gu Wanqing's question, taking a sip of porridge.

"Ah?"

Gu Wanqing exclaimed in surprise, "How could this be..."

"He's that thug!"

Yi Ran reached out and overturned Han Feng's plate, dumping all the food on his face.

"No..."

Gu Wanqing tried to stop Yiran, but Yiran had already started laughing happily. The other three women looked at Han Feng and Yiran across the table, seemingly at a loss. The plate fell, and Han Feng's face was covered in a colorful mess. He picked a piece of vegetable off his nose and put it in his mouth, muttering as he chewed, "Wasting food is wrong..."

Watching Han Feng eat almost everything off his face, Gu Wanqing suppressed a laugh, Wang Xiaodou grimaced in disgust, Feng Ying frowned, while Fang Lin didn't show any obvious reaction. At this moment, Zheng Jian and the other two walked in from outside. Seeing Han Feng like this, Cao Yang was stunned: "Have you run into thugs?"

"Cat!"

Han Feng said without turning his head. "I'm going to wash up. Give me the key."

Hearing this, Zheng Jian took out the room key from his pocket. "Hurry up and go. It's really embarrassing."

Han Feng took the key to his room. When Zheng Jian, Cao Yang, and Chen Bin had finished getting their food and sat down, Gu Wanqing suddenly stood up. "I'm going back to my room for a bit."

Leaving the dining room, Gu Wanqing went to her room door, looked back, and then moved to the door of the room next door and gently knocked.

"Who is it?"

Han Feng peeked out and saw Gu Wanqing. He opened the door and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Gu Wanqing didn't answer Han Feng's question directly. She went into the room and closed the door before saying, "What did you do to Yiran just now?"

"Nothing..."

Han Feng wiped his face, "Just a kiss."

"You..."

Gu Wanqing looked at Han Feng, "Why did you tease her like that?"

"Jealous?"

Han Feng hugged Gu Wanqing tightly. "It's because you weren't here. I just wanted to be a little rascal, and since you weren't here, I had to use whatever was available."

"Han Feng..."

Gu Wanqing called Han Feng's name, "Yiran is my sister. I don't want her to end up like me..."

"Like what?"

Han Feng looked at Gu Wanqing's face. "What's wrong with you?"

"Don't play dumb."

Gu Wanqing broke free from Han Feng's embrace. "I won't blame you no matter what you do to me, but Yiran..."

"You really have the air of an older sister."

Han Feng kissed Gu Wanqing's lips. "Actually, I didn't plan to do anything..."

He took off his clothes and soaked in the hot spring, continuing, "I've never tried sleeping with my cousins before. Do you want to try?"

"You dare!"

Gu Wanqing glared at the man in front of her.

"I do dare."

Han Feng took Gu Wanqing's hand, "But I'd definitely feel embarrassed. Forget it, it's better to take a bath together with my sister."

Seeing that Gu Wanqing didn't react, he smiled and kissed her hand. "What are you standing there for? I haven't touched a woman for days, can you bear to watch me..."

He pointed to his lower body, Han Feng's penis emerging from the water, a stiff glans showing above the surface.

"I don't want to..."

Gu Wanqing seemed to want to back away, but Han Feng suddenly pulled her, and Gu Wanqing's body fell into the pool.

She was wearing a long dress, and the moment she fell into the pool, the dress was immediately soaked by the warm water, along with her underwear. The wet clothes clung to her body, and the feeling made Gu Wanqing feel particularly uncomfortable. She struggled to climb out, but Han Feng had already hugged her tightly from behind, and at the same time, his lips kissed Gu Wanqing's cheek.

Gu Wanqing immediately became docile.

Through her clothes, Han Feng's hand pressed against Gu Wanqing's chest, fondling her breasts. Pressed against the edge of the pool by Han Feng, his body pressed against hers from behind, Gu Wanqing could clearly feel his rock-hard penis between her legs.

Remembering Han Feng's earlier words about forcibly kissing her, Gu Wanqing desperately wanted to push him away, but her body was limp and wouldn't obey her commands, especially when Han Feng's hand slipped inside her underwear. Gu Wanqing almost collapsed into the pool.

Her underwear and bra were roughly torn from her body by Han Feng and floated on the water. The flowing water hit her lower body, and desire surged from within. Gu Wanqing squeezed her legs together, but her longing for the man only intensified.

Turning over and lying diagonally on the edge of the pool, Gu Wanqing's dress floated like a blooming flower. Han Feng had pulled the two shoulder straps of her dress to the sides, and her round breasts bobbed in the water. Water droplets from her nipples slid down her beautiful chest with the swaying of her body, but didn't fall into the water, because Han Feng was kissing her from the lower edge of her breasts upwards until he had most of one breast in his mouth.

A feeling of love and hate welled up in Gu Wanqing's heart. She knew perfectly well that the man pressing against her and licking her breasts wouldn't belong to her forever, yet neither her heart nor her body could refuse him. She couldn't tell if that slight resentment was from Han Feng's promiscuity or from her own dependence on him; the only thing she was clear about was that she was now anticipating Han Feng's conquest.

Instinctively spreading her legs, Gu Wanqing stretched out her arms and hugged Han Feng tightly, letting the long-awaited penis slowly enter her body. The vaginal fluid that had seeped out was washed away by the warm water. When Han Feng's penis entered her vagina, Gu Wanqing felt a dry pain.

The first time having sex with a man in the water wasn't as pleasurable as it was in bed, but the psychological stimulation far outweighed the physical pain. The man's penis, inserted into her body, moved back and forth, causing the surrounding water to rush towards Gu Wanqing's parted vulva. The water surged between her labia, occasionally touching her clitoris. This unique sensation made Gu Wanqing involuntarily tilt her head back and breathe deeply.

After thrusting hard into Gu Wanqing's vagina for a while, perhaps feeling his movements slowed by the water, Han Feng lifted Gu Wanqing up, letting her stand in the pool with her arms supporting her on the edge. He then straightened up and penetrated her again from behind.

This time, his movements were even more intense. Each thrust of his glans forcefully slammed against the cervix at the end of Gu Wanqing's vagina, the slapping of flesh producing a "slap, slap" sound. Gu Wanqing's arms quickly went weak, but Han Feng was clearly not satisfied yet, and Gu Wanqing didn't want it to end like this. She used all her strength to maintain her position on all fours, thrusting her snow-white buttocks in Han Feng's direction.

Vaginal fluid overflowed from Gu Wanqing's vaginal opening. Without the washing of water, some of the clear liquid flowed down Gu Wanqing's long legs, while the rest stuck to Han Feng's penis and testicles, returning to Gu Wanqing's vagina with Han Feng's movements.

Han Feng's thrusting became faster and faster. Gu Wanqing initially bit her lip, but then opened her mouth and cried out, her hair shaking and water splashing from the ends. Gu Wanqing shouted at Han Feng like a madwoman, "Faster... harder... I..."

Before she could finish speaking, her body leaned forward and fell to the ground, crooked and unsteady.

The woman, who had been tightly gripping his penis, suddenly released her grip, and Han Feng's penis tightened violently, a stream of white semen shooting out, almost entirely drenching Gu Wanqing's half-naked body, with a few drops even landing on her lips.

Wiping the semen from her mouth, Gu Wanqing blushed and curled up, watching Han Feng sit in the water again. She got up, intending to lie on his chest, when suddenly there was a knock on the door behind her.

Gu Wanqing quickly pulled the straps of her dress over her shoulders, went to the door, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Sister, it's me,"

came Yiran's voice from behind the door.

Gu Wanqing opened the door a crack and cautiously peeked into the corridor. Seeing only Yiran, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Looking for me?"

"Yes,"

Yiran nodded. "Everyone planned to go hiking and asked me to come find you. They're all waiting outside."

"Uh… wait a minute."

Gu Wanqing was about to close the door when Yiran impatiently continued, "I've been waiting for ages, stop dawdling."

"You've been here for a while?"

Gu Wanqing was taken aback.

"I didn't dare knock!"

Yiran frowned at her cousin. "You were calling out so happily, how could I dare disturb you... Luckily, no one else is home."

Hearing Yiran say this, Gu Wanqing's face turned even redder: "We'll be right there, you go wait for me outside."

"Okay."

Yiran turned to leave, but caught a glimpse of Gu Wanqing's face. "What's on your face?"

Gu Wanqing touched her face and immediately smelled semen. She quickly urged Yiran, "It's nothing, you go ahead."

She turned and closed the door, then told Han Feng about their plan. Han Feng nodded: "Change your clothes."

Gu Wanqing opened the door again, tiptoed back to her room to change in her wet dress. When she came out as gracefully as usual, Han Feng was already waiting outside.

The two walked down the corridor to the parking lot and found that Cao Yang, Feng Ying, and Wang Xiaodou were already in Chen Bin's car. Han Feng shook his head, walked to Zheng Jian's car, and saw that the passenger seat was empty. He opened the back door and saw that Gu Wanqing was still chatting with Fang Lin. He let Gu Wanqing sit in the back first, closed the door for Gu Wanqing, and then sat in the passenger seat himself.

"Why did you decide to go hiking?"

Han Feng asked Zheng Jian as soon as he got in the car.

"The women wanted to go."

Zheng Jian shook his head. "We voted by raising hands, four to three, we lost."

"Uh..."

Han Feng nodded and lowered his head to smoke.

After a day of hiking, everyone was exhausted. Back at the resort, they had dinner, and as it was time to rest, Chen Bin and Cao Yang went back to their rooms as usual. Zheng Jian and Han Feng went to another room. Lying on their beds, Zheng Jian asked Han Feng for a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. "Brother Han, I think I lost our bet."

"Give up so quickly?"

Han Feng was taken aback. "What happened?"

Zheng Jian took another puff. "The night before last, I couldn't resist sleeping with my cousin's colleague."

"So what?"

Han Feng lit a cigarette too. "I also slept with my cousin's older cousin."

"It's different."

Zheng Jian shook his head. "I even told my cousin I liked her… but you never said that."

"Did she accept it?"

Han Feng asked.

"I don't think so."

Zheng Jian blinked.

"That's alright then, there's still a chance,"

Han Feng replied. "Think it through yourself, whether you want to pursue your cousin or choose another woman."

"I have thought about it..."

Zheng Jian nodded, "I probably still like my cousin more, but Fang Lin... I had a really good time with her, it would be great if she were a virgin."

"Still picky about that?"

Han Feng laughed, "You're not a virgin, why do you demand she be a virgin?"

"I have that complex."

Zheng Jian also laughed, "If Fang Lin were a virgin, I wouldn't have any regrets, but unfortunately..."

"Then keep pursuing your cousin!"

Han Feng took a deep drag on his cigarette, "What if your cousin isn't a virgin either?"

"Damn! I hadn't thought about that."

Zheng Jian slapped his thigh.

"Do you want me to ask around for you?"

Han Feng continued to ask.

Zheng Jian glanced at Han Feng: "You dare ask her that directly?"

"I dare, but I don't know if she'll tell me."

Han Feng got out of bed. "I'll go ask."

"Awesome!"

Zheng Jian gave Han Feng a thumbs-up from the bed. "I'll prepare some liniment for you first..."

Leaving the room, Han Feng turned and knocked on the door of the adjacent suite. Yi Ran peeked out to see it was Han Feng, and without thinking, called out, "Sis, Big Dog wants to see you."

"No..."

Han Feng quickly explained, "I want to ask you something."

"Huh?" Yi

Ran paused, then turned back and called out again, "Don't come over, he's not looking for you."

After calling out, she went out and leaned against the doorframe. "What does he want to ask?"

"It's a little hard to say."

Han Feng gave a wry smile. "Let's agree you won't get angry."

"That's hard to say." Yi Ran

stared at Han Feng. "What is it?"

"I have a question..."

Han Feng looked into Yi Ran's eyes. "Are you a virgin?"

Hearing Han Feng ask this question, Yi Ran looked him up and down for a long time, then reached out and touched Han Feng's forehead, then her own, before slowly saying with wide eyes, "Want to try?"

"I'd like to..."

Han Feng's expression was unexpectedly calm.

"You have a fever!" Yi

Ran turned and went into the room, slamming the door shut.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing the loud noise, Fang Lin and Gu Wanqing both looked at Yi Ran.

"You're insane!"

Yiran stared at Gu Wanqing. "Your big dog actually came over and asked me if I'm a virgin!"

"He's gone too far..."

Gu Wanqing's expression changed, and she got up and walked outside. "I'll go ask him what's going on."

Gu Wanqing was gone for about ten minutes before returning and sitting down opposite Yiran. "He said he made a bet with Zheng Jian, betting that he wouldn't dare ask you if you're a virgin, so..."

"Perverted men."

Yiran sighed. "These guys..."

"I told him he's not allowed to make such nasty jokes anymore."

Gu Wanqing continued. "Don't be angry."

"Okay, okay, you always defend your man." Yiran

teased Gu Wanqing.

"But speaking of which..."

Fang Lin looked at Yiran. "Are you a virgin or not?"

"How come you're so perverted too?"

Yiran jumped up. "You became bad after sleeping with Young Master Zheng once?"

"I was just curious!"

Fang Lin explained.

"Then come and see!"

Yiran casually lifted her pajamas, pulled down her underwear, revealing sparse pubic hair and a pink mons pubis.

"Shameless!"

Gu Wanqing glanced at Yiran. "Hurry up and put them on, you're so embarrassing."

"Embarrassing?"

Yiran pulled up her underwear and pointed at Gu Wanqing and Fang Lin. "You two are making out with your lovers so loudly the whole house can hear you, and you still have the nerve to say I'm embarrassing?"

"Alright, alright, I give up."

Fang Lin shoved Yiran. "I don't believe you'll never moan in your life! You like eavesdropping and then you complain about others being loud!"

"Hehe!"

Yiran's face showed a mischievous expression. "When I moan, I'll take a megaphone and turn the volume up to the maximum, and show you what real moaning is like!"

"Okay, okay..."

Gu Wanqing shook her head like a rattle. "We'll wait and listen, just don't hide anything."

"Sigh..."

Hearing Gu Wanqing say this, Yiran still raised her hand in front of her, looking at her slender fingers and said softly, "Where can I find a man who can make me moan in bed? Or maybe Fifth Brother, you could come..."

Chapter 12

May 2nd, the fourth day of the holiday, four men played mahjong in the suite all day long. When the women returned, the smoke in the room made Yiran feel like she had walked into a chimney.

Unable to stand the men's smoky atmosphere, the women went out to sing karaoke that night. When they returned to the suite, hoarse from drinking, Zheng Jian and the others were already staggering, sitting on the floor in four different directions, each leaning against a chair, drinking and puffing away.

Feng Ying sat down beside Cao Yang, supporting his swaying body. Wang Xiaodou stayed next to Chen Bin, Gu Wanqing sat behind Han Feng, Fang Lin glanced at Yi Ran, and quietly moved to Zheng Jian's side. Yi Ran frowned, walked to the beer crate in the middle of the group, sat down, and called out to the men, "Drinking so much?"

"This is considered a lot?"

Zheng Jian picked up a beer bottle and took a few gulps. "Do you remember that time before you graduated... if I hadn't carried you back, you would have been sleeping on the street."

He said this to Han Feng.

"How could I not remember?"

Han Feng exhaled a puff of smoke. "I was so busy that day I didn't eat all day, and then I drank so much that night..."

"And Brother Chen..."

Zheng Jian pointed at Chen Bin, "your farewell dinner..."

Hearing him bring up this topic, Chen Bin took a sip of his drink: "Damn it, we were toasting everyone we met that day, I don't even know what happened in the end."

"Zheng Jian carried you."

Han Feng drank his drink. "I didn't dare to drink too much that day, I knew some of you guys couldn't handle it, but I... I couldn't carry you either, so I had to go back to the dorm to find Young Master Zheng..."

Hearing them talk about the past, the women didn't say anything. They knew very well that sometimes you shouldn't interrupt men, especially when they were having a good time. As for how to deal with these big boys later, that was another matter.

Still seemingly interested in their conversation, Han Feng interjected, asking Zheng Jian, "Why didn't you go to their farewell dinner?"

"I was too embarrassed to go,"

Zheng Jian chuckled. "Even though I live in their dorm, I'm still an outsider..."

"Fuck you! You have the nerve to say that!"

Han Feng cursed. "When the hell have I ever considered you an outsider? How many times did I call you that day? You just wouldn't go yourself."

"That's true..."

Zheng Jian raised his glass to Han Feng. "It's a good thing I didn't go, otherwise who would carry Brother Chen?"

"True..."

Han Feng nodded. At this moment, Feng Ying suddenly asked Cao Yang, "Now I know how they got together, but how did you end up with them?"

"It's all because of this guy."

Cao Yang clinked glasses with Han Feng, downed a full glass of beer in one gulp, and then answered, "I've known this guy since junior high. You know what 'love at first sight' means?"

"Stop being so pretentious."

Han Feng chuckled, "Remember when we rode our bikes for half an hour to play video games..."

"Nonsense!"

Cao Yang glared, "It's because that arcade gave us two more coins for one yuan than the arcade near the school... You don't know..."

He continued, facing Feng Ying, "Back then, we rented martial arts novels, two books together, I read the first volume and he read the second, and then we swapped them..."

"I never even read the beginning first!"

Han Feng shook his head, "Knowing the ending made it really frustrating, but... now you can't even find a place to rent books."

"Why didn't you rent two sets?" Yi Ran

asked blankly, "Then this wouldn't have happened?"

"No money..."

Han Feng and Cao Yang answered in unison.

"You guys also had times when you were broke?"

Fang Lin laughed. "You don't look like it now..."

"How could we not have had those times?"

Zheng Jian seemed to remember something. "When we were at our poorest, the four of us lived in a small, 20-square-meter bungalow. I think... there was a month when we ate nothing but plain noodles for more than 20 days."

“That’s right!”

Cao Yang chuckled. “Back then, we had just gotten together, not long after graduation…”

“Wasn’t it just that Young Master Zheng was trying to pull the strings?”

Chen Bin interjected. “He was too embarrassed to rely on the old man, so he did sales on his own. His sales that month were zero, right?”

“Yeah.”

Zheng Jian nodded. “Don’t talk about me, you couldn’t bring yourself to ask your family for money either, could you?”

“That’s true.”

Chen Bin took a swig of his drink. “My sister was getting married, and we didn’t have much savings, so I really couldn’t ask.”

“Weren’t you in the same company back then?”

Wang Xiaodou asked Chen Bin.

“No.”

Chen Bin shook his head. “Back then, I was working for an outdoor training company, running around all over the place and not making much money. I think Mr. Cao is still working at a state-owned factory, right?”

“Yeah.”

Cao Yang nodded. “If I hadn’t been studying so much, I might still be stuck there making parts.”

“Same here…”

Chen Bin pointed at Han Feng and said to Wang Xiaodou, “That guy couldn’t find a job anywhere in the world back then. Every morning at six, he’d get up and go into law firms asking if they needed interns. Don’t let his current swagger fool you; back then he was like a little grandson…”

“Isn’t he just as stubborn as us?”

Zheng Jian picked up a cigarette pack from the ground, found it empty, shook his head, and looked at Han Feng. The latter took a pack of cigarettes from behind him, lit one, and handed it to Zheng Jian. Zheng Jian took it, put it in his mouth, took a puff, and then continued, “He’s clearly the son of the vice president of the court, but he didn’t even try to pull some strings. Now he’s made a bunch of scoundrels…”

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Han Feng lit another cigarette. "Is the dean considered an official? What kind of man lives off his father?"

"Exactly!"

Cao Yang pointed at Zheng Jian while drinking. "We're men, don't do those shameful things."

"I didn't do that, did I?"

Zheng Jian chuckled awkwardly.

They talked about these old, trivial matters casually, and the women listened with great interest. No woman doesn't want to know about her man's past, and since they were talking about these things now, they naturally didn't want to spoil the atmosphere. They still seemed quite interested in the men's topic, and one of them opened a bottle of beer and asked, "So how did you all end up together again?"

"It's all because of his old man..."

Chen Bin pointed his glass at Zheng Jian.

Zheng Jian nodded: "My dad plans to immigrate and wants to hand over the company to my brother, but he's worried my brother won't do a good job. He's not comfortable hiring anyone else, so he called us

here..." He burped, "Damn! I can't drink anymore."

"How about a drinking game?"

Cao Yang held out his hands, "Little Bee..."

"It's that 'buzzing left and buzzing right' again?"

Zheng Jian sighed, "Come on..."

He originally meant for everyone to drink slowly, but after they started playing the drinking game, the beer went down faster and faster. Later, Chen Bin brought out another case. By the time they had almost finished two cases of beer, these guys were all sprawled on the floor, unable to speak properly, and probably barely recognizable.

"We're doomed..."

Still sitting in the middle, looking at Zheng Jian, then at Han Feng, turning to glance at Chen Bin and Cao Yang, he shook his head and said to the other women, "What do we do?"

"Let them sleep here, let's go to another room,"

Fang Lin suggested.

"Okay..."

Wang Xiaodou glanced at the dazed Chen Bin beside her, but didn't move.

Seeing Wang Xiaodou's expression, Feng Ying smiled and said to Yi Ran, "You're so heartless,

but I can't be." Pointing at Cao Yang, she added, "I'm counting on this man to live with me in the future, so I can't just abandon him like this."

She got up and helped Cao Yang up, then huffed and puffed, "Women have such a hard life, always having to take care of these immature men."

Watching Feng Ying help Cao Yang stagger out of the suite, Wang Xiaodou followed her example and helped Chen Bin up. Fang Lin looked at Yi Ran, then at Gu Wanqing, and then pulled Zheng Jian up: "You really don't want him?"

"Not now..."

Yi Ran answered decisively, looking at Fang Lin, "You're not planning to leave the two of us and that drunkard here, are you?"

The drunkard she was referring to was naturally Han Feng.

"What are you afraid of? This room is big, you'll have a place to sleep. Anyway, you don't want this, so just create an opportunity for me..."

Fang Lin put Zheng Jian's right arm on her shoulder. "If you're worried he'll do something bad, you two should beat him to a pulp. Can't you handle a drunkard?"

Seeing the others leave one by one, Yi Ran turned to Gu Wanqing: "What should we do? Sister, tell me, are you going to sleep with me or with him?"

"What nonsense!"

Gu Wanqing slapped Yi Ran, then found a blanket from the inner room and covered Han Feng with it. She pulled Yi Ran into the inner room, and when the two lay on the bed, Yi Ran whispered to Gu Wanqing: "This feels so strange..."

"What's wrong?"

Gu Wanqing also lowered her voice, as if afraid of waking Han Feng in the outer room.

"There's only one partition in the middle, but there's a man lying outside."

Yiran frowned. "Sister, aren't you worried about him..."

"Worried he'll rush in?"

Gu Wanqing shook her head. "I'm not worried."

"You really trust him..."

Yiran turned over. "Go to sleep!"

After drinking beer, you always need to go to the bathroom, and women are no exception. She didn't know when she woke up, but she was woken up by the urge to urinate. Looking back at Gu Wanqing, who was sleeping soundly, she quietly got up from the bed and tiptoed to the bathroom in the outer room.

She was wearing a light-colored nightgown with only a small pair of underwear underneath. When she reached the partition, Yiran pulled down her nightgown—Han Feng was lying on the floor in the outer room. If he opened his eyes at this moment, he would definitely see what was under her skirt.

But Yiran didn't see Han Feng. There was only the blanket that Gu Wanqing had covered Han Feng with before going to sleep on the floor in the outer room. Yiran was stunned for a moment, but she still ran to the bathroom to relieve herself. When she came out, she saw sparks flickering outside the window. Yiran slowly walked to the window and looked out. She saw Han Feng sitting on the stone slab outside the window, smoking.

She opened the window, jumped over the windowsill into the small courtyard outside, closed the window behind her, and walked up to Han Feng. "What are you doing here?"

Hearing Yiran's voice, Han Feng turned to look at her. "I can't sleep well after drinking, it's an old problem. What are you doing here?"

"You think I wanted to come?"

Yiran sat down next to Han Feng, about a foot away. "I went to the bathroom. I was going straight back to sleep, but seeing you here suddenly made me want to ask you something..."

"Want to ask me why I took off your clothes yesterday?"

Han Feng lit another cigarette and asked casually.

"You're really smart." Yiran

snorted. "But your character is terrible."

Han Feng turned to look at Yiran. "I just want to confirm one thing."

He paused there, clearly waiting for Yiran to ask a question.

"Go on..." Yiran

urged.

Han Feng smiled. "I just wanted to know if you had feelings for me... Looks like you do, otherwise why wouldn't you beat me up?"

"So you did, I like smart people..." Yiran

glared at Han Feng, "Now that's gone, your method is really inhuman."

"I know."

Han Feng nodded. "By the way, I heard you don't seem to like Zheng Jian much?"

"I don't feel anything."

Yiran pursed her lips. "Why would he suddenly like me?"

"A girl like you must have many admirers, right? What's so strange about Zheng Jian liking you?"

Han Feng countered.

“That’s true.”

Yiran laughed. “When I was in middle school, a few boys liked me, but my mom was a teacher, so none of them dared to confess to me. They only told me one by one after I went to college… Cowardly boys, get lost!”

“You really are spineless.”

Han Feng shook his head. “If I like a woman, I’ll crawl to her even if her parents break my legs… You didn’t have a boyfriend in college?”

“No!”

Yiran sighed. “The boys in liberal arts schools are too effeminate, I find them annoying, let alone liking them.”

“Maybe you scared them away.”

Han Feng looked at the dark sky in the distance. “Your personality is pretty strange.”

“You are too.”

Yiran retorted. “I really feel sorry for my sister!”

“I’m not a good person, I admit it.”

Han Feng stubbed out his cigarette. “You should advise Wanqing to find a good man to marry…”

“Bullshit!”

Yiran cursed. “Of course I would, but with you in the way, my mind is all on you.”

“Looks like I made a mistake again?”

Han Feng smiled and shook his head to himself.

Still tilting her head back, the night wind brushing against her hair and causing a slight itch on her face, she remained silent for a moment before saying to Han Feng, "You wait..."

Han Feng didn't answer. Yiran got up, climbed through the window back into the room, and quickly climbed back in, carrying two empty bottles of beer. She handed one to Han Feng: "I'm wide awake now. Since you can't sleep anyway, how about we chat until dawn?"

"No way."

Han Feng took the bottle. "A lone man and woman in the dark, people will gossip..."

"You have the nerve to say that!" Yiran

said to Han Feng, half-laughing and half-crying. "When you were taking off my clothes, weren't you afraid of what people would say?"

"Just kidding..."

Han Feng took a sip of his beer. "I'm actually curious about something. Zheng Jian told me he asked you about your criteria for choosing a boyfriend, but you wouldn't tell me..."

"Because there's nothing to say."

Yiran sighed. "It's all about first impressions."

"That's probably the highest standard."

Han Feng lit another cigarette.

"Pretty much."

Yiran rolled her eyes. "I need to find four men: a father, a lover, a friend, and a son... Got it?"

"And a good fuck buddy."

Han Feng added.

Yiran frowned: "Is that all you have in your head?"

"They say a man's brain sends a one-time signal in less than ten seconds."

Han Feng exhaled a smoke ring. "I'm a prisoner of instinct..."

He smiled and continued, "Your requirements are too perfect. Very few men can meet them. There are probably fewer than pandas than people who can switch between father-daughter, mother-son, friend, and lover relationships while in a relationship."

"I don't mind keeping looking."

Yiran looked at Han Feng. "Life is so long, maybe I'll find one."

"Good luck!"

Han Feng tapped the bottle cap against Yiran's.

"What about you? Don't just talk about me!" Yi Ran

took a sip of her drink. "Are you really planning to keep going like this?"

Han Feng frowned upon hearing this. "Maybe, I haven't thought about it. Isn't it good as it is now?"

"It's different..." Yi Ran said

thoughtfully. "Zheng Jian and his wife will get married and move out sooner or later. My sister and Sister Ting... can you really live like this forever?"

"At worst

, I'll be alone." Han Feng drank his wine. "My room isn't clean enough to accommodate new guests."

"Running away!"

Yi Ran pointed at Han Feng. "Who said you have to clean your room to accommodate new guests? Wouldn't it be better if two people cleaned together?"

Hearing her say this, Han Feng paused, looked up, and didn't speak. Yi Ran

seemed quite pleased with what she said, chuckled, and after a while continued, "I always feel that it's a bit strange that Zheng Jian likes me. Is there something wrong with this?"

Han Feng turned to look at Yi Ran's fair face. "It's true that he likes you now, but..."

"But what?"

Yi Ran pressed.

"Heh..."

Han Feng chuckled. "I shouldn't have said this, but since you've been so kind as to keep me company, I might as well tell you..."

He then recounted the bet

he made with Zheng Jian that day to Yi Ran. After hearing Han Feng's story about the bet, Yi Ran wrinkled her nose: "You guys are terrible..."

"I don't think so,"

Han Feng replied calmly. "Back in college, I made a similar bet, and that was probably the most correct thing I've ever done..."

"Hmm?"

Yi Ran put down her bottle of liquor. "Tell me about it..."

Han Feng took a drag of his cigarette, his voice suddenly seeming distant: "Back then, we had just started college. During an elective class, everyone saw a pretty girl, and a classmate bet me that I wouldn't dare confess to her..."

"And you did?" Yi Ran

continued to ask.

Han Feng nodded: "If only I hadn't gone..."

Hearing the obvious contradiction between his words and the previous one, Yi Ran immediately realized that the girl must be Han Feng's deceased wife, He Ying, and quickly shut her mouth.

“That’s fine…”

Han Feng didn’t look at Yi Ran again, seemingly talking to himself, “At least in my heart she’ll always be the young woman she was… It’s better that I can’t see her now that she’s old…”

“I don’t believe it!”

Yi Ran raised her voice slightly, “I don’t believe you really think that way. What could be more romantic than growing old together?”

She suddenly looked into Han Feng’s eyes and saw a complex expression she had never seen in this man before. She stammered, “Is…is it?”

“Maybe…”

Han Feng lit another cigarette. "We've talked too much tonight..."

"Mmm."

Yi Ran let out a long sigh. "I'm sleepy..."

"Go to sleep!"

Han Feng pointed at Yi Ran's pajamas. "I have something else to tell you, your nipples are showing..."

"Ah!" Yi Ran

looked down and saw the obvious marks of two nipples on her pajamas. She quickly arched her back. "You pervert!"

"Go to sleep."

Han Feng laughed. "I'll sit for a while longer."

"Okay."

Yi Ran stood up. "You can talk to me if you want to talk later. You can't say these things to your cronies, can you?"

"What do I want to say?"

Han Feng regained his usual nonchalant expression.

"Stubborn man."

Yi Ran climbed over the window. "We're friends, right?"

"No!"

Han Feng shook his head. "I'm your creditor. You owe me rent."

"Tch!"

Yi Ran closed the window. Han Feng's figure looked particularly lonely outside the window in the night. Seeing this, Yi Ran's heart suddenly ached for some reason. She stood by the window for a long time without moving.

Was this man not as strong as he appeared? Lying in bed, the question still lingered in her mind, but what did it have to do with her?

The next morning, after breakfast, everyone packed their things. Fang Lin and Yi Ran returned to their suite. While unpacking, Fang Lin asked Yi Ran, "What did you two do last night?"

"What could three people do? Did we sleep together?"

Yi Ran fastened her suitcase. "How's your Mr. Zheng?"

"Sleeping like a log."

Fang Lin replied with concern. "Do you think he'd really be interested in me?"

"I don't know." Yi Ran

shook her head. "Hopefully. But I have to warn you, if you want to be with Zheng Jian, don't mess around with Director Li anymore. We're all junior teachers; we can't afford to play these games."

"I know..."

Fang Lin nodded. "But I still need to think about how to get rid of that Li guy..."

After lunch, everyone got into different cars. Wang Xiaodou naturally got into Chen Bin's car, Fang Lin got into Zheng Jian's car, Han Feng called Cao Yang and Feng Ying to his car, and Yi Ran and Gu Wanqing looked around before finally getting into Zheng Jian's car at Fang Lin's invitation.

Back at Han Feng's building, Fang Lin went back to her school dormitory, Chen Bin took Wang Xiaodou back to her hotel, Cao Yang drove Zheng Jian's car to take Feng Ying, and Han Feng smiled at Gu Wanqing: "I'll take you home."

Seeing everyone leave, Zheng Jian and Yi Ran went upstairs, opened the door, and sat on the sofa in the living room. Yi Ran stretched her arms: "So tiring!"

"Playing is more tiring than working."

Zheng Jian took two bottles of drinks, opened one, and handed it to Yi Ran. "It's always like this."

"I like it too..."

Yi Ran laughed. "By the way, what do you think of Fang Lin?"

"She's pretty good..."

Zheng Jian stammered.

“To be honest!”

Yiran took a sip of water. “Fang Lin is my good friend, and I don’t want anyone to bully her.”

“I didn’t bully her.”

Zheng Jian sat down opposite Yiran. “Actually… I think she might be a little too easy?”

“Well…”

Yiran hesitated. “Aren’t you the same? I’m not trying to criticize you, but you men, when you want a woman, you want her to be as easy as possible. You take advantage of her and then blame her. Do you think that’s fair?”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Zheng Jian quickly explained. “What I meant was…”

“I know.”

Yiran stopped Zheng Jian. “It’s a traditional issue, and I understand your thoughts, but I hope you’ve thought it through. If you don’t want to be with Fang Lin, then don’t accept her… I don’t want her to get hurt.”

Hearing Yiran say this, Zheng Jian frowned but didn’t speak.

Yiran smiled. “Let’s not talk about this. I have a question for you.”

“What question?”

Zheng Jian looked at Yiran.

“I know about your bet with Da Gou.”

Yiran faced Zheng Jian seriously. “I just want to ask one question: Do you really like me?”

Zheng Jian was stunned, staring at Yiran’s rosy face. After a long time, he slowly nodded.

“Alright…”

Yiran smiled slyly, “I agree to be your girlfriend.”

Zheng Jian was taken aback again, wondering what this girl was up to.

“What? Not happy?”

Yiran seemed a little displeased, “Then I’m going to find Big Dog…”

“No…”

Zheng Jian stopped him, “Of course I’m happy, but… this is too…”

“Too what?”

Yiran retorted, “You think it’s too easy? But I only agreed to be your girlfriend, as for anything else, don’t even think about it…”

“Oh.”

Zheng Jian responded, scratching his head, speechless for a long time.

When Han Feng, Chen Bin, and Cao Yang returned, Yiran and Zheng Jian were sitting at the dining table. On the table, besides the food Yiran had prepared, was a bottle of red wine.

“Haven’t you had enough to drink outside?”

This was Cao Yang’s first words after sitting down.

“It’s different!” Yi

Ran still held up her glass. “Today is a special day, I want to celebrate!”

“Attorney Han’s drinks are expensive.”

Chen Bin took a bite of something. “What good thing is there to celebrate?”

“Celebrating my official relationship with Hamster!”

Yi Ran took a sip from her glass. “Isn’t that a big deal?”

“Indeed…”

Cao Yang turned to look at Han Feng. “You lost.”

“Looks like it.”

Han Feng poured himself a glass of wine. “The cat-and-mouse game…when was it decided?”

“Just now.”

Yi Ran looked at Han Feng. “Zheng Jian said Fang Lin wasn’t suitable for him, he prefers me, and anyway, nobody wants me, so he’s getting a good deal.”

“That simple?”

Han Feng stared blankly at Yi Ran. “Don’t you want to reconsider? I’m actually pretty good too.”

“I have considered it…”

Yi Ran nodded. “But you and my sister…how can I be with you…”

“Nothing tastes better than dumplings, nothing’s more fun than your sister-in-law.”

Han Feng blurted out.

“You misspoke.”

Cao Yang started eating. “Nothing’s more fun than your sister-in-law…”

“They’re all the same…”

Han Feng leaned closer to Yi Ran. “Reconsider?”

Still shaking his head, he said, "I'm not considering it anymore. I can't accept it. Besides, I've already decided to date Hamster. You two are good friends. Do you think it's appropriate for you to say something like that?"

Han Feng frowned, lowered his head, and sighed.

Seeing his disheveled appearance, Zheng Jian shrugged, "Brother Han, I didn't expect to win so easily..."

"Damn it!"

Han Feng cursed, "I admit defeat."

"Is that all?"

Zheng Jian grinned mischievously, "What about the bet?"

"Let me think..."

Han Feng pushed away his wine glass and went straight back to his room.

He didn't come out that night. The next day, Han Feng arrived at the company early. He went upstairs and looked around. Seeing that Su Ting hadn't arrived yet, he picked up a pen and drew a lion on Su Ting's office door. Next to it, he deliberately wrote six crooked characters: "Upstairs, I need to talk to you." Then he slowly went upstairs and returned to his office.

"Good morning, Lawyer Han!"

Seeing that Han Feng had arrived so early, Xu Yue quickly got up to greet him.

"Hmm."

Han Feng nodded. "How was your holiday?"

Without waiting for Xu Yue's reply, he continued, "Director Su downstairs is coming to talk to me later. If anyone is looking for me, tell them to wait, no matter who it is!"

"Okay."

Xu Yue replied.

Han Feng went into his office and sat at his seat for a long time. When Su Ting came to find him, Han Feng was already dozing off. Su Ting came in, closed the door, looked at Han Feng behind his desk, sat down on the sofa opposite him, and pouted, "What do you want so early in the morning?"

Han Feng looked up at Su Ting and saw that she was wearing pink high heels and a long linen dress that reached her ankles. He tilted his eyes and said, "Why are you so conservative today?"

"I've always been conservative..."

Su Ting laughed, "If it weren't for you... What is it?"

"Nothing, I missed you."

Han Feng remained sitting behind his desk.

"Really?"

Su Ting got up and moved to the chair opposite the desk. "I just realized you can draw."

"I practiced sketching,"

Han Feng replied, "but I've forgotten it all. Now I can only draw simple lines. Do you want me to draw that lion again?"

"No need."

Su Ting crossed her arms. "What's so special about it?"

"Take a look!"

Han Feng took out a pen, placed a piece of paper on the table, and first drew two large circles. Then, in the center of each circle, he drew two small circles that looked a lot like a woman's breasts.

"Can't you... be serious for once?"

Su Ting stared at the drawing on the paper.

"Don't rush me..."

Han Feng drew a "Y" shape not far below the two circles, and then made a few strokes between the two lines above the "Y." The whole drawing now looked exactly like a woman's naked body, and the strokes were what resembled a woman's pubic hair.

“So erotic!”

Su Ting sighed. “Can’t you do anything else?”

“Haste makes waste.”

Han Feng slowly drew zigzag lines around the original pattern, enclosing it. Then he drew two animal-shaped squares below, sealing the top of the “Y” shape, blackening the triangle in the middle, and finally added two strokes to the ground resembling a woman’s breasts. A sleepy lion finally appeared before Su Ting.

“Who taught you this?”

Su Ting chuckled. “This works?”

“I figured it out myself.”

Han Feng stared at Su Ting. “Paul Getty said sex is the best motivation for men. What do you think?”

“Am I your motivation?”

Su Ting stood up from her chair and sat to the left of Han Feng’s desk, reaching out to lift Han Feng’s face.

“No!”

Han Feng stroked Su Ting’s exposed instep with his left hand. “You’re my nemesis.”

“How have I nemesis you?”

Su Ting leaned down and breathed softly into Han Feng’s ear.

Han Feng laughed, slipping his hand under Su Ting's long skirt. Su Ting wasn't wearing stockings today, and Han Feng's hand traced her smooth legs to her private parts. "I'll drown from you..."

"I'm not a flood,"

Su Ting said, her legs pressed together, the soft skin of her inner thighs gently rubbing against Han Feng's hand.

Han Feng pressed his fingers against Su Ting's labia through her thin panties. "The water here is enough to kill me..."

"No way!"

Su Ting pushed Han Feng away, but instead, Han Feng stood up. Seeing the man walk in front of her, Su Ting spread her legs, a blush rising on her face. "Can't Wan Qing satisfy you by herself?"

"I can eat too much!"

Han Feng replied casually, pushing Su Ting's long skirt up, revealing her long legs.

Lying back on the desk, Su Ting wrapped her legs around Han Feng. "I know I shouldn't ask you... am I better or Wan Qing?"

"Hmm?"

Han Feng stopped his hands, which were caressing Su Ting's hips. "Why are you asking this?"

"Don't stop..."

Su Ting wiggled her buttocks. "I really want to know, just to satisfy my curiosity."

Hearing Su Ting's request, Han Feng's left hand continued to roam over Su Ting's body, while his right hand pulled Su Ting's panties aside. Looking at Su Ting's wet labia, he whispered, "Would you believe me if I told you?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

Su Ting straightened up, unbuckled Han Feng's belt, and pulled his penis out of his pants. She lay down and aimed the glans at her vaginal opening. "As long as you say it..."

Han Feng thrust his hips, his penis entering Su Ting's body without any obstruction. "I haven't compared. When I'm with you, I don't think of Wan Qing. When I'm with Wan Qing... I don't think of you either."

"Damn honesty!"

Su Ting contracted her body, feeling the fullness inside her vagina. "Do you know that sometimes I hate you so much I go crazy?"

“Like now?”

Han Feng pressed the head of his penis against Su Ting’s clitoris, raised his hand and tugged at the neckline of Su Ting’s dress, revealing one of Su Ting’s full breasts. “Actually, I hate you too. Why do you always hide such beautiful breasts…”

“You jerk!”

Su Ting slapped Han Feng’s buttocks. Han Feng’s body moved, and his penis went a little deeper into Su Ting’s body, making Su Ting cry out “Ah!”

He pulled back a little, then pulled his penis out of Su Ting’s body, looked down at Su Ting’s slightly open vaginal opening, and put his penis back into the warm, wet opening, and began to slowly thrust in and out of Su Ting’s vagina.

Perhaps it was because she hadn’t made love to this man in a long time, Su Ting felt that her body was particularly sensitive today. Han Feng’s penis rubbed against the vaginal wall, and every tiny stimulation made Su Ting feel particularly comfortable. Her vaginal fluid gushed out, covering the place where their bodies were joined. Han Feng began to make “squelch” “squelch” sounds when he thrust in and out.

Su Ting's face flushed crimson. Her right hand gripped her exposed breast beneath her skirt, while her left hand reached down to her private parts, two fingers clamping Han Feng's penis between them. Seemingly trying to block his powerful thrusts, she was actually pulling his shaft towards her body.

After dozens of thrusts, Han Feng slowed his pace, staring at Su Ting's pretty face as he said, "I forgot to tell you, I lost the bet."

"Huh?"

Su Ting was still enjoying the pleasure Han Feng was giving her and didn't realize what he was saying.

“I said… I lost the bet with Zheng Jian.”

Han Feng thrust hard into Su Ting and said loudly, “You have to put on a sex show for me.”

“No way!”

Su Ting said three words, and suddenly an image flashed through her mind: herself lying naked on the bed, Han Feng thrusting into her, with Zheng Jian, Cao Yang, and Chen Bin watching her with lewd eyes… This was originally an extremely shameful thing, but when Su Ting thought of this, a strong pleasure suddenly rose up, her lower abdomen trembled, and an unknown liquid spurted out of her body, splashing everywhere with Han Feng’s thrusts.

"Still saying no?"

Han Feng thrust twice more inside Su Ting's vagina, ejaculating his hot semen into her uterus before pressing her body down and continuing, "You were clearly looking forward to it, weren't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have been moaning naked in front of the window in Xi'an..."

"I didn't... I didn't,"

Su Ting gasped, "That's different, being accidentally seen is different from..."

"What's the difference?"

Han Feng sat down in a chair, pulling Su Ting into his arms. Su Ting straddled him, her open vulva secreting a white fluid. Hearing Han Feng say again, "Stubborn woman, you climax just thinking about this kind of thing, and you still lied to me saying you didn't like it?"

"I don't want to!"

Su Ting brought her breasts to Han Feng's lips, "How can I face them after doing that kind of thing?"

"I'll think of a proper way."

Han Feng kissed Su Ting's soft breasts, and Su Ting tilted her head back, letting out a soft moan.

The soft nipples hardened again in Han Feng's mouth. Han Feng rubbed his penis against Su Ting's private parts a couple more times: "Really don't want to?"

"You're really not kidding?"

Su Ting swayed her hips, staring at her man with seductive eyes.

She wanted to see Han Feng's usual nonchalant, joking face, but the expression on Han Feng's face that Su Ting saw was overly serious.

"You're such a bad person..."

Su Ting pressed her cheek against Han Feng's, "Aren't you afraid they'll... they'll mess with me?"

"I promise I won't!"

Han Feng touched Su Ting's buttocks, "Do you think I'm a pervert? A threesome?"

"You're already perverted enough!"

Su Ting bit Han Feng's shoulder hard, "I won't do it!" "

Really?"

Han Feng pressed Su Ting down on the table again. His penis had become hard again, and he entered Su Ting's body once more. Han Feng forcefully spread Su Ting's legs and began to thrust.

"It's killing me...!"

Su Ting cried out incoherently, "You... today..."

"Do you want it or not?"

Han Feng pounded into Su Ting's body hard, the sound of flesh slapping echoing in the office.

Waves of pleasure surged through her, Su Ting's whole body trembled, her mind blank except for the desire in her body, breathing heavily in rhythm with Han Feng's thrusts.

This time, Han Feng lasted a long time, Su Ting almost lost count of how many orgasms she had, her dress nearly soaked with sweat. When Han Feng ejaculated, Su Ting almost forgot where she was, her tightly clenched lips repeatedly uttering murmurs: "Whatever... whatever... I'm yours... yours..."

Hearing Su Ting's pleading voice, Han Feng stared at Su Ting's half-closed eyes, a barely perceptible sly smile slowly appearing on his lips.

As Su Ting left Han Feng's office, the flush on her face hadn't faded. Seeing her hurry past, Lin Danmei leaned closer to Xu Yue, asking, "Is that the administrative director of the company downstairs?"

"Yes,"

Xu Yue replied softly, "A universally acknowledged beauty. Luckily she's married, otherwise none of us women would survive."

"Is her relationship with Han Lu just professional?"

Lin Danmei asked again.

Xu Yue pursed her lips, clenched her fists, and wiggled her two thumbs: "Extraordinary..."

"I feel like I've seen her somewhere before..."

Lin Danmei pondered for a moment, then frowned and muttered to herself, "Where exactly? I can't remember..."

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