[Rain and Clouds] Chapter Eight

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In the pure white, exquisitely decorated bathroom, the bathtub, which had been splashing water, finally calmed down. The alluring,
melodious moans that had once fueled desire had vanished, leaving only the steaming vapor and the girl's
soft breathing.
Lu Siyun, who had just experienced her first orgasm, lay on her side in the tub, her disheveled
hair resting against her father's firm chest. She rested, savoring the unprecedented sensation she had just experienced;
the intense stimulation had made her feel like she was flying. No wonder so many women wanted to be harlots
; it was just too pleasurable.
But her naturally shy nature made her blush crimson at the thought of her wanton cries. Just two days ago,
she was a virgin; how could she have become so wanton after being aroused by her father? Was she born promiscuous? What if her father thought
she was promiscuous? Where had all her modesty gone?
Just as she was too ashamed to look up, her mind filled with wild thoughts, Lu Zhiyuan was carefully admiring
the delicate body of the young girl in his arms. He hadn't expected the usually dignified and gentle Siyun to be so sensitive and passionate,
so irresistible. He held her slender waist with one hand, supporting her weak body, while the other
slid over her smooth shoulders and exceptionally full breasts, feeling their warm, bouncy texture. Below
him, his still-erect penis stood erect in her lower abdomen, its large glans pointing directly at his
navel. The slippery sensation in his palm became the sweetest torment of the moment. He didn't want to let go of this rare, warm, and soft
jade, but the throbbing pain from his already rock-hard penis left him in a predicament, unable to advance
or retreat—a truly unbearable situation.
Finding her father silent for a long time, Lu Siyun mustered her courage and looked up. Lu Zhiyuan's expression
startled her; his taut face seemed to be enduring some inexplicable pain. "Dad,
what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Siyun asked anxiously.
Hearing his daughter's concerned voice, Lu Zhiyuan didn't know how to explain. Although they had already shared
a very intimate relationship, and Siyun had accepted him wholeheartedly, her body had been delicate since childhood,
and her newly deflowered body couldn't withstand his repeated rough treatment. So he smiled nonchalantly and said, "Dad's fine
, let's go out." He then stood up.
Siyun refused, pressing her small hands against his chest and forcefully pushing him down.
"No, tell me if you feel uncomfortable."
Lu Zhiyuan was much stronger than her, but because they were in the bathtub, he slipped and fell back down with a splash
. Siyun, who was holding him down, also plunged into the water, flailing her arms wildly trying to get out
. Lu Zhiyuan quickly lifted her out of the water, and as Siyun flailed her arms, he accidentally touched
his already erect penis.
Upon touching it, the quick-witted Siyun immediately understood the reason for her father's distressed expression
. She was held between Lu Zhiyuan's arms, her free little hand reaching down to grasp his thick, erect
penis. Breathing heavily in his arms, she asked softly, her cheeks flushed, "Daddy, is it hurting
?"
Having his manhood grasped by his daughter and hearing such a question, Lu Zhiyuan blushed, gave an awkward
smile, and shook his head, saying, "It's alright, don't worry about me."
"No," Siyun said softly, suppressing her embarrassment, "I'll help you." She had overheard her roommates
talking late at night, saying that if a man's erection wasn't released promptly, it would remain hard and eventually
become inflamed. She certainly wasn't going to take it lightly, her little hand gripping tightly, refusing to let go.
The feeling of her daughter's slender fingers and soft palm squeezing his throbbing penis almost made
Lu Zhiyuan groan. Looking at the face before him, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water, with a blush of pink blush on her cheeks, the irresistible
touch and alluring sight made Lu Zhiyuan abandon the idea of going back to sleep. He decided to enjoy his daughter 's
first time taking the initiative to serve him.
Siyun sat sideways in the pool, holding the purplish-red penis in one hand, feeling the continuous
heat emanating from its burning shaft. Although she was determined to help her father release his pent-up desires, the first time she had taken the initiative to hold a man's large
genitals, she was still blushing deeply with embarrassment.
Moreover, she had never learned any techniques or methods in this area. Even in romance novels, the protagonists
would only be lovey-dovey, staying in their bedroom all night until dawn. She should have secretly read that copy
of *Jin Ping Mei* she found in the corner of the library, but she was so stiff just holding it that she couldn't concentrate on reading it.
The naive Siyun couldn't think of a solution, so she could only recall her only experience. She tried
to grasp the penis with her hand and slide it up and down, simulating its entry and exit from her vagina. This association quickly
warmed her body, which had just cooled down.
In her smooth palm, the thick, hot penis slid up and down, the bulging veins rubbing against her
hand, sending waves of tingling sensations through her. Looking at the mushroom-shaped glans, swollen to the size of a pigeon egg, and recalling its penetration
, she felt ashamed and wanted to faint.
As she rubbed her father's penis, the sensitive vagina of the Dongda University beauty slowly began to flow again.
The petals between her legs quietly bloomed with the movement, and the warm water flowing in made her feel as if something was being inserted again
, like the warmth of her father's fingers a few minutes earlier. Occasionally, the already swollen penis would
throb in her palm, causing her vaginal muscles to spasm as if electrocuted. After the tingling current, an unbearable
emptiness followed.
Just watching his innocent daughter hold his penis in her hand, the purplish-red shaft moving between her fair palms, Lu
Zhiyuan felt his mouth go dry, and his penis throbbed even more, wanting to ejaculate immediately. But Siyun's small hands were
weak to begin with, and she was afraid of hurting her father, so she couldn't give him any gripping power. The girl's unskilled manipulation
only made the man more and more uncomfortable.
After trying for a long time without success, sweat began to bead on Siyun's nose and forehead. She suddenly remembered that
during their late-night dormitory conversation, Xin Xin had mentioned using her mouth to suck out her boyfriend's menstrual blood. Forgetting her embarrassment, she realized that if she
continued like this, even if her arm broke, it wouldn't be effective.
She suppressed the burning blush on her cheeks, grasped the thick, long shaft with both hands, bent down, and slowly
took the pigeon-egg-sized glans into her mouth, carefully enveloping it with her lips.
Lu Siyun's sudden movement made Lu Zhiyuan's body stiffen. A jolt of electricity surged through his body from the glans in his daughter's mouth.
As Siyun bent down, she revealed the bright red opening between her thighs, the crimson flesh
glistening with sticky moisture.
Seeing this beautiful sight, the man's penis instantly became extremely hard. He could no longer suppress the lust in his heart.
He wrapped his arms around his daughter's slender waist, turned her around, and straddled her body. He
guided his already eager penis with one hand, aimed the swollen glans at the honey-dripping opening, and with his other hand supporting
Siyun's waist, he slowly helped her sit on his penis.
The girl, kissing a man's genitals for the first time, had no idea how to continue. However, the nerves in her mouth
were far more sensitive than those in her palms. The mushroom-shaped glans between her lips sent electric
shocks through her labia. Just then, her father pulled her up, and the mushroom-shaped glans forced its way open.
"Ah..." Siyun cried out in pain. Even though her genitals had secreted lubrication and the pool water
helped, Lu Zhiyuan's penis was even larger than the night he deflowered her.
His engorged member, like a ferocious python, veins bulging, plunged into the small
opening. The thick shaft stretched the girl's narrow opening wide, pulling the labia into thin membranes that
clung tightly to the shaft.
Lu Zhiyuan saw the pain on his daughter's face, but he had no intention of pulling out now. He
used his hand to control the speed at which his daughter sat down, while simultaneously pinching her clitoris to distract her
.
Finally, the thick, long penis fully penetrated the girl's vagina, filling every inch of the space.
The warm, tight vaginal cavity was incomparable to a hand in water; every tender fold of flesh inside Siyun's vagina
gripped Lu Zhiyuan's penis tightly, the flesh and shaft pressed together without any gap
.
Siyun's small hands weakly pressed against Lu Zhiyuan's chest, taking deep breaths to try and relieve the pressure in her lower body,
but this only tightened the vaginal walls, almost causing Lu Zhiyuan to ejaculate.
He quickly lifted his daughter's body and slightly withdrew his penis, thus avoiding the embarrassment of premature ejaculation.
Lu Siyun's vagina was filled by her father's penis. After the initial discomfort, the pierced flower path began
to itch slowly, like tiny ants crawling inside. Lubricating nectar seeped out along the shaft, and she instinctively
twisted and unconsciously shook her body, trying to relieve the itch.
Seeing his daughter's tender yet honest reaction, Lu Zhiyuan knew it was time to act. He began to exert
force with his lower abdomen and buttocks, using the buoyancy of the pool water to make his daughter bounce between his legs. His thick, hard penis began
to slide out of the girl's tender, red opening. At the same time, he used both hands to hold Siyun's concave waist, pushing her back down
and pressing his penis back into her tight vaginal muscles.
"Mmm..." The sensation of the hard penis sliding inside her was far more intense than the feeling of fingers. Her tight
vaginal muscles clung firmly to the shaft, allowing Siyun to clearly feel the force of each friction. A tingling current
surged from below again, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her voice containing both pleasurable pleasure and unbearable groans
.
Hearing his daughter's alluring moans, Lu Zhiyuan's lust burned even brighter. He gripped her
smooth waist tightly, thrusting rapidly from top to bottom, his lower body slamming against hers with each stroke. Each time,
his penis and her vaginal opening clashed heavily, the tightness intensifying
.
"Ah ha ha..." The force of the thrusts pounded sparks of excitement in her mind,
squeezing out more fluid from her vagina. Lu Siyun trembled with each powerful thrust of her father, her body uncontrollably
following his movements. Her long black hair was completely spread out, dancing like ribbons in the air with her undulations
.
Siyun's arms struggled to support her body, her constantly swaying upper body causing her full breasts to ripple with
alluring white waves. The pale areolas had turned cherry-red, and the tiny nipples swelled into bright red
flesh, tracing seductive paths before the man's eyes.
Glistening water droplets rolled down her fair skin, it was hard to tell if they were pool water or sweat.
Lu Zhiyuan's movements became increasingly intense, the pool water churned more violently, and the misty steam once again carried
the scent of male and female desire.
"Ahhh... Dad... Dad... I... I can't take it anymore..." Lu Siyun threw her head back, shaking
her delicate body incessantly, her beautiful features contorted, her face a mixture of pain and intense pleasure.
Each of her father's thrusts was so forceful, the pool water and fluids making shameful "plop plop" sounds inside her,
it felt as if he was about to pierce through her thighs, the woman-on-top position allowing his penis to penetrate very deep each time,
causing her tender vaginal muscles to spasm and contract tightly, only to be stretched open again by his hard penis.
The accumulating pleasure made Lu Zhiyuan feel a tingling sensation in his spine, starting at the base of his spine. He straightened up, cupped
his daughter's silken buttocks in his hands, and began to thrust faster.
Lu Siyun also straightened up, her two large breasts pressed tightly against her father's chest.
Her small mouth was open, but she couldn't make a sound. The intense stimulation made her
tremble like a white fish emerging from the water, her head held high.
Finally, the man inserted a finger, moistened by the pool water, into the girl's tightly closed anus.
"Ah... Dad..." Lu Siyun screamed again. Her small anus instinctively tightened, trying to squeeze
out the foreign object, but it was impossible. The clenched anal muscles intensified the sensation.
The simultaneous attack on two private parts of her lower body multiplied the pleasure, one from the rapid thrusting of the penis, the other from the slow in-and-
out movement of the finger.
"Ah... Dad... Waaaaah... Ah... Ah..." The girl's wanton
moans echoed again in the steamy bathroom. Lu Siyun was once again pushed to the peak of sexual pleasure by her father, her mind instantly...
A blank space appeared, and Lu Zhiyuan, in the throes of pleasure that felt like he was about to sever his own penis, ejaculated a large amount of semen into his daughter's body
.
************
After the intense water sex, the two embraced tightly. Lu Siyun, drenched in sweat, leaned weakly on her father
's shoulder, panting. This passionate encounter had left her, a novice in the ways of love, exhausted.
After resting for a moment, Lu Zhiyuan pulled his shrunken penis from Siyun's body. With a "plop," a large clump of white,
sticky fluid sprayed into the bathtub water, spreading like smoke.
The man lifted the girl from the tub, carried her out of the humid bathroom, and carefully placed her on the bed in the master bedroom. He
meticulously dried her body with a large towel. At that moment, a crack appeared in the dark clouds of the night sky, and
the bright moonlight shone through the window onto her.
Looking at his daughter's naked body, Lu Zhiyuan felt an immense sense of pride. Her delicate features resembled those
of an ancient lady stepping out of a painting, exuding a serene and classical charm. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back, contrasting beautifully with
her snow-white skin, creating a striking and alluring effect under the bright moonlight.
Beneath her chiseled shoulders lay a slender figure, yet her large, symmetrical breasts rested against her
chest. Even in this reclining position, they defied gravity, showing no signs of weakness
or sagging, their two cherry-red nipples proudly erect in the man's gaze.
Below, her flat stomach and mons pubis covered in fine, dark hair, framed her beautiful legs, which met naturally
without a gap. Although slender, Siyun was neither bony nor overly fleshy; her thighs were rounded and full,
her calves slender and long, every inch of her skin smooth and supple, without a single blemish.
Finally, Lu Zhiyuan's gaze fell upon his daughter's beautiful feet. Her feet were smooth with a
graceful arch. Because Siyun didn't like wearing high heels and rarely went out, there were no calluses or calluses
. Pale blue veins lay faintly beneath her fair skin, and her five slightly curved toes were delicately shaped, with
neatly trimmed toenails, small and adorable like seashells.
Lu Zhiyuan had noticed beautiful women's feet before, but most were worn and deformed by high heels
. Siyun's feet, however, were like a perfect work of art, inspiring a desire to cherish them
.
He unconsciously picked one up, gently stroking it in his palm. A
faint fragrance wafted from the smooth skin. He slowly brought his mouth closer, licking the smooth instep with his tongue, then opened his mouth and took her
pearl-like toes into his mouth, savoring each one as if tasting a delicacy.
The man's hot breath sprayed onto the girl's soft soles, his toes being sucked one by one. The electric
sensation gradually brought Siyun back to her senses from the post-coital daze. A tingling, itchy feeling snaked upwards from the soles of her feet
, reaching deep into her heart—a feeling that was both painful and somewhat pleasurable.
"How dirty!" she thought, wanting to stop him, but seeing her father kissing her
toes with such passion, his eyes like he was admiring a rare treasure, a sweet feeling welled up inside her.
He was willing to touch even the dirtiest things he saw, proving how much he loved her.
Thinking this, Siyun relaxed her muscles, savoring the stimulation from her feet, her breathing becoming
erratic again. Under the man's caresses, a surge of heat rushed from her toes to her head, and her freshly washed genitals began
to moisten again!
Under his manipulation, the girl instinctively curled her toes, but Lu Zhiyuan, already addicted, wouldn't let her go. He used
his large hands to pull back the five toes on his daughter's soles, straightening her slender feet. His rough tongue licked
her sensitive soles, pressing down on her toes and teasing the sensitive spaces between them with the tip of his tongue.
The simple friction made her moan, but the moans weren't from pain; they were from boundless pleasure and
joy. "Mmm... Daddy..." Her sweet voice sounded like a dutiful daughter pleading, or a seductive
lover seeking favor.
Lu Zhiyuan found that his penis, which had just ejaculated, was once again erect and
standing tall between his legs. It was said that ancient emperors could become incredibly virile simply by holding a beautiful woman's bound feet; her long, beautiful feet
were indeed the best aphrodisiac.
But his daughter's body… Just as the man hesitated whether to continue, Siyun felt
an itch in her lower body again. The girl's thighs involuntarily rubbed together. This unintentional, alluring action
exploded in Lu Zhiyuan's heart like a bomb.
He bent down, forcefully spreading his daughter's thighs, revealing her peach blossom
cave, recently cleansed by his masculine prowess. Under the moonlight, the entrance shimmered like a ruby, the already secreting flower path awaiting his
return.
He buried his face between Siyun's legs, parting her delicate lips with his hand, his lips and tongue slowly kissing her
paradise. His hot tongue gently nibbled at the protruding clitoris, as if licking a melt-in-your-mouth chocolate candy
. His long, fleshy tongue moved like a real, living snake within her flower stem. The beautiful school beauty couldn't help but
moan loudly again.
"Ah…ah…ah…Daddy…" The drawn-out, melodious tone was unclear whether it was a plea for mercy or a quest for
pleasure. She was once again driven to the brink of madness, letting her body sway with the stimulation from her sensitive opening. Her
writhing body, under the moonlight, resembled a bewitching white snake; her full breasts, white and tender as if coated with
cream, trembled, mesmerizing the eye. At the tips of her trembling nipples were coin-sized patches of pink flesh, with
vibrant nipples proudly erect in the center.
After experiencing so many orgasms, Lu Siyun's mind was somewhat hazy; the heat and itching in her private parts
spread uncontrollably throughout her body. She moaned softly, begging Lu Zhiyuan for more pleasure. "Dad…
Dad… give me… give me…"
Lu Zhiyuan straightened up, looking at his daughter, her eyes glazed with desire, her allure overflowing under his caresses—truly
a woman among women. He couldn't help but admire her; at this moment, he felt like an emperor reigning over the world, enjoying the
company of a beautiful concubine.
He commanded in a low, slightly hoarse voice, "Then use your fingers to open the entrance and invite me in."

"What?" Siyun's last shred of reason sent out a final warning. How could she do 　　such a thing ? It was too wanton, too shameful. But the ever-growing fire of lust within her left
her no choice. She wanted it, she wanted that feeling of being on cloud nine.
So, the pure and innocent campus belle of Dongda University extended two slightly trembling jade fingers, and under her father's gaze, placed them
on either side of her flower lips, forcefully parting them to open her red and luscious entrance, awaiting the other's favor.
"Ah!" The thick, hard penis thrust into her body again, instantly filling every inch of her vaginal space.
Then it began to thrust rapidly, and she responded with moans, her whole body trembling. The tender flesh inside her flower path spasmed and
contracted violently, clamping down on the penis, unwilling to let it go.
"You're so tight," Lu Zhiyuan said in a low voice, panting heavily. He felt that one day he would die on his daughter
's fragrant body. The tender flesh inside her honeyed orifice was layered upon layered, like countless tiny mouths sucking on his penis
. Siyun's flower-like opening was fully open, waves of heat gushing onto the man's glans. The soft flesh of her flower-like core bit
at his thrusting glans, reigniting his desire to ejaculate.
"Ah... Dad... Dad... Ah..." At this moment, Lu Siyun, amidst her ecstatic screams, groggily
opened her eyes and suddenly saw her mother's photograph hanging on the wall. Jia Xinjie, dressed in a European-style gown under the moonlight
, was lifelike, as if real, her eyes, hidden behind a folding fan, staring directly at her.
"Mom is watching me and Dad make love!" This realization filled Siyun with unbearable shame, yet also filled
her with an unprecedented excitement, instantly sending her to the highest heavens. "Ahhhhh..." The ecstatic
current made her whole body tremble uncontrollably, countless sparks flashing before her eyes.
Lu Siyun convulsed and trembled, her beautiful legs wrapped tightly around her father's waist like an octopus. The
force of her grip made his waist ache slightly. A thick, hot stream shot out from her womb, scalding
Lu Zhiyuan's glans with unparalleled pleasure. Every pore on his body opened, feeling as if he were ascending to heaven.
"My good daughter, I'm here," he roared, his penis thrusting violently into her vagina, deeply
planting his warm seed inside her.
After a long while, Lu Zhiyuan vaguely heard Siyun's murmur in his ear, "Daddy, I love you, don't leave
me." He hugged his daughter tightly and whispered, "I love you too, you are Daddy's best daughter,
we will never be 　　separated, never... 　　"
********** ... 　　The dormitory at Oriental Pearl Art School had long since passed lights-out time, and students should have been in bed by now 　　. Unfortunately, many beds were still empty. For playful girls, 　　not going out to have fun on such a beautiful summer night would be a waste of their youth. Less than half the girls remained 　　in their dorm rooms, most fast asleep. 　　A tranquil evening breeze drifted into the rooms, carrying the sweet scents of the girls, bringing a cool summer night air . 　　The only girl keeping her company tonight was already fast asleep, her soft breathing lingering. 　　But Lu Siyu tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. The scene she witnessed yesterday evening was still vivid in her mind. 　　Although she had secretly watched pornographic films and even dared to admire other people's erotic scenes, seeing her 　　father and sister engaging in such a passionate act still shocked her. 　　How could this be? Dad and my sister actually did that kind of thing. This should be called incest, right? 　　When did it start? Was it after Mom was injured, or had they been having an affair for a while? Who started it first? 　　Was Dad the one who needed it first, or was Siyun just having romantic feelings? 　　She stared at the ceiling, countless questions flashing through her mind. 　　What if this gets discovered? What if it becomes a scandal involving the Lu family father and daughter? It'll definitely be on the front page of the news 　　, maybe reporters will come to interview her, and she might even be suspected. Oh God, 　　what am I thinking? "Ouch..." Siyu rolled over, rubbing her head and groaning softly. 　　She glanced out the window; the city night sky was still bathed in a warm orange glow, the sheer curtains 　　swaying gently in the evening breeze. 　　Sleep, sleep. No matter what happens, if I don't get a good night's sleep, I'll have panda eyes tomorrow and they'll 　　laugh at me. She stretched out her fair toes, deftly hooking the thin blanket she had kicked to her feet, and with 　　a flick of her wrist, grabbed it. She then wrapped the blanket around herself, like a wrapped dumpling, hoping to lull herself 　　into sleep. 　　But sleep seemed to have vanished, busy telling fortunes, and wouldn't come to find Siyu. Instead, 　　the image of her father holding Siyun in his arms, kissing her, and kneading her breasts flashed through her mind again. At that moment, her sister's face 　　showed unbearable pain—was it pleasure or discomfort? 　　Her beautiful sister had said that a woman's breasts were meant to entice men to touch them, so why was Siyun in so much pain? 　　She wondered if they had continued after she left, her pearly white teeth gently biting her pink 　　lips. The image of her sister's exposed lotus-colored panties and the bulging mons pubis flashed before her eyes. Could a father and daughter really go to 　　such lengths? Lu Siyu's mind was a jumble of chaotic thoughts. At 16, she was experiencing such severe 　　insomnia for the first time. 　　Even on the eve of art school entrance exams, her first public performance, or an exam she hadn't studied for, she could 　　sleep soundly. Lu Siyu never worried about tomorrow; tomorrow's winds wouldn't blow until tomorrow. She had an excellent 　　older sister, a wonderful mother, and especially an all-powerful father who would handle everything for her 　　. It would be foolish to create trouble for herself. 　　But this time, none of them could help her solve the problem, because this time the problem was the two of them. 　　"Ugh...so annoying," she groaned, clutching the blanket over her head. 　　She didn't fall asleep until the sky began to lighten and the east began to show the first hint of dawn. The last question in her mind before falling asleep was: she hadn't eaten sweet and sour fish for dinner, nor had she drunk lemon juice, so 　　why did 　　her stomach 　　feel so sour?

Mingzhu Art School's senior students live and commute, though the rules aren't strictly enforced,
they can only go home on Saturdays and Sundays. Therefore, the cafeteria is arguably one of the most important facilities. The school also
prioritizes the quality of the cafeteria food, but many girls still find it unappetizing,
opting instead for meals at restaurants near the school gate or in the vicinity if they have the money.
Early in the morning, the spacious cafeteria isn't crowded with students, making the clean hall feel exceptionally spacious
.
The cafeteria layout is interesting; besides the rows of blue plastic tables and chairs in the center, the surrounding
area is divided into charming little spaces by colorful beaded curtains and potted plants, adorned with
names like "Scarlet Cloud Pavilion" and "Cold Fragrance Courtyard," sounding like elegant residences and gardens.
Lu Siyu, carrying her tray and yawning, walked to a cubicle called Ningxiangju, just as she sat down to eat.
Suddenly, a girl at the table in front of her slammed her phone shut and ran
out, sobbing.
Siyu looked curiously at the girl's back. It seemed to be Lin Beibei from the vocal class,
the girl who sang quite well when they went to karaoke last time. She wondered what had happened to her.
"What happened to Lin Beibei?" Just as Lu Siyu was wondering, a voice rang
out behind her. The girl eating was also asking her companion curiously.
"You don't know?" Another girl with a long braid blinked, deliberately raising her voice to whet her friend
's appetite.
"Tell me already." The person asking the question was already getting impatient.
"She broke up with her boyfriend." The girl with the braid picked up a piece of lettuce and put it in her mouth.
"No way, last Valentine's Day, her boyfriend put up a huge rose heart-shaped decoration downstairs.
Oh, I was so envious. How could they break up now?" The girl asking the question looked puzzled. "Could it be that he's fallen for another
girl and fallen for someone else?"
"No way," the girl with the braid paused, picked up her glass of juice, and took a small sip.
"Tell me already." The person asking the question grabbed the other girl's hand and shook it violently.
"Okay, okay, stop shaking." The girl with braids had already spilled her drink on the table. "It's just that
she was careless; her boyfriend found out she was out with someone."
"How did he find out? Tell me quickly!" A girl's gossipy nature would never
be satisfied with just a preliminary answer.
"It's photos. She took nude photos with another man and posted them on a porn site, and her boyfriend happened to find out."
"Huh? He took a picture of her face? How silly of her."
"No, how could he possibly take a picture of her face?" The girl with braids shook her finger, deliberately lowering her voice as if she
were talking about top-secret information, but Siyu could still hear clearly from behind. "It's said that he took a picture
of the triangular birthmark on her inner thigh."
"Huh? Is that so? That's really bad luck."
"Actually, it's not really triangular, but of course her boyfriend would recognize it." The girl with braids shook her
finger.
"Then how do you know it's not a triangle?" The questioner turned into an interrogator, looking
at her friend with a mischievous grin. "Tell me, did you go to see some unhealthy stuff?"
"No, hahaha, it's so itchy, stop it." The girl with braids grabbed her friend's ticklish hand.
"Okay, it was downloaded by someone else, I just copied a set. It's nothing to see, the genitals are terribly dark."
"Really?" The girl grabbed the braided girl's wrist, saying impatiently, "Come on, let's go back and show it to me
."
"Hey, I haven't finished eating yet."
"I'll buy you KFC later."
The two chattering girls finally left. Siyu took a sip of porridge in her bowl without any appetite.
The egg she should have cracked open and eaten was instead twirled under her index finger. Her pretty face was listless. The topic
hadn't aroused her interest at all. She still didn't understand why she was so upset after thinking about it all night
.
"Little girl, what are you thinking about instead of eating?" A languid voice rang out above her head.
Sun Meiyan, holding a carton of milk, walked over to Lu Siyu's side. From her languid, half-awake
appearance, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she had been pampered by some boyfriend again last night
.
But today, Siyu had no mood for teasing her. She glanced at her with half-asleep eyes and
said listlessly, "Sister Meiyan, I, I..." The mumbled sounds coming from her little mouth were probably even inaudible to herself.
Seeing the little girl's hesitant manner, Sun Meiyan wasn't in a hurry to press her. She knew this girl would definitely
not be able to keep quiet, so she calmly sat down, drinking her milk and waiting for her to speak.
A few minutes later, Siyu blurted out a seemingly nonsensical sentence, "My heart feels sour."
"Sour?" Sun Meiyan perked up. Judging from the little girl's expression, had she finally figured things out?
"Yes, I feel so choked up, I keep thinking about a man,"
Siyu finally had someone to confide in, and without caring about anything else, she poured out all the pent-up frustrations she'd had that morning. "Just thinking about him makes my heart
ache. Tell me, am I sick?"
"Silly girl," Sun Meiyan smiled charmingly, affectionately tapping her forehead with her finger.
"You're in love! Our Miss Siyu finally has someone she likes! When are you going to bring him to meet your sister? I
want to see who has the ability to snag our Siyu."
"Huh? You mean I'm in love with him?" Siyu's eyes widened, her voice trembling with nervousness.
"Yes," Sun Meiyan looked at her like she was a fool, took a sip of her milk, and continued,
"Think about it, aren't you always thinking about him, wanting to see him, wanting to hear his voice,
able to see him when you close your eyes?" “
Mmm,” Lu Siyu stared wide-eyed at the other woman, nodding repeatedly.
“That’s right, you’re in love, silly girl.” Sun Meiyan curled her lips into a smug smile,
acting like a love expert, then mischievously asked, “Tell me, how did you meet? How far have things progressed?”
Hearing this, Siyu deflated like a punctured balloon, lowering her head and muttering, “Well…”
"Um, he's an older brother I've known since childhood. He doesn't know I like him yet."
"Oh? Well, you'd better try harder, or someone else will snatch him away first," Sun Meiyan
said experiencedly, looking at Lu Siyu. "Men these days, they're all so fickle. If you like someone, you have to hold on tight! Wow..."
To match her words, she made a gripping motion with her left hand, and the milk carton in her hand
was crushed. With a "plop," white milk sprayed out like a fountain. The two girls hurriedly dodged,
but their faces, bodies, and clothes were still splattered with milk.
The two girls stared blankly at each other for a moment, then simultaneously let out clear, girlish laughter,
"Hehehehe..."
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"...Okay, Mr. Lin, we'll meet sometime to discuss this further. Goodbye." Lu Zhiyuan pressed
the power button on his phone, gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and removed his headset with the other.
Dongdu, overcast for two days due to the torrential rain, finally saw clear skies this morning. The warm morning light streamed through the windshield of his BMW
, illuminating his relaxed face. In high spirits, Lu Zhiyuan even
hummed a slightly off-key tune to the radio broadcast.
Home could be back to normal. Siyun had forgiven his drunken mistake that night and
unexpectedly expressed her feelings to him. Although this violated general social norms, he and his daughter
hadn't hurt anyone. Is it wrong for a family to love each other?
Recalling the blissful moments of last night, Lu Zhiyuan's lips curled into a proud smile. His daughter had truly grown up
, even more alluring than her mother in her youth. Although she still lacked a certain mature femininity, he was certain that given time,
she would become an even more outstanding woman than her mother. And she belonged entirely to him. Thinking of this,
he slammed on the gas pedal, and the car surged forward excitedly.
Last night's series of passionate encounters hadn't left him feeling tired; on the contrary, he woke up refreshed and
full of energy.
Si Yun's beautiful body was captivating; upon waking, looking at the blushing face beside him and
smelling the scents of the room... The lingering scent of passion still lingered in his mind. Recalling their wild lovemaking the previous night, especially the way his daughter
clung tightly to his arm, nestled between her deep cleavage—that alluring expression, scent, and
touch made his morning erection even more throbbing, urging him to go at it again.
But seeing the weariness between his daughter's brows and the purplish-red bruises covering her fair skin, especially thinking of how her untouched
flower had been brutally ravaged by him for days, must now be swollen and red.
With this thought, Lu Zhiyuan suppressed the discomfort in his lower body, carefully climbed out of bed, washed up, and
prepared a sumptuous breakfast in the kitchen. When he returned to his bedroom… In the room, Lu Siyun, a light sleeper, was still deeply immersed
in her dreams. Her pure, flawless face and sweet sleeping posture caused him another internal struggle. Finally
, he gently kissed his daughter's cheek and went downstairs to work.
He'd heard from friends that the pleasures of young girls were addictive, and many men enjoyed having sex with young girls
because their vitality was contagious. He hadn't believed it at first, but now he thought it made some sense.
Although he wasn't that old—after all, he was over thirty—at this moment, Lu Zhiyuan
felt like he was a twenty-three or twenty-four-year-old again, able to work night shifts every day and never be late in the morning.
"Hehe," he couldn't help but chuckle at the thought. Even the most annoying traffic jams
hadn't bothered him.
Arriving at the company, he parked the car and practically jogged into the office like the wind
. He greeted everyone he met along the way, quickly disappearing
three steps ahead before anyone could reply. "Good morning, Secretary Li," Lu Zhiyuan 　　greeted
Li Ying, who was organizing documents, before she could even speak . "That outfit looks great today, fits perfectly."
He smiled and complimented the other man's suit.
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Lu," Li Ying said, slightly taken aback. She glanced at her two-year-old pale yellow
business suit and looked at her boss with some confusion. Today, he was completely different from his disheveled appearance a few days ago. His hair
was neatly combed, his suit was impeccably tailored, his eyes shone with a different kind of light, and a faint smile played on his lips—not a
professional politeness, but a genuine smile from the heart.
Although she didn't know what had happened, seeing Lu Zhiyuan, whom she respected as an older brother, able to overcome
the shadow of his wife's car accident, a happy smile appeared in Li Ying's eyes. She picked up the documents she had organized and placed them
on his desk, then said, "Mr. Lu, a Ms. Kim from South Korea wants to see you. She's been trying to
make an appointment by phone all day. She said she's the authorized representative of Daegu Ulsan Trading Company in Dongdu and wants to order our products."
"Oh, I see." Lu Zhiyuan smiled and opened the production records that Li Ying had organized, saying loudly,
"Then please invite her over. How can we let go of business that comes to our doorstep?" “
Okay, Mr. Lu, I’ll contact her right away. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.” Li Ying turned to
leave when Lu Zhiyuan’s voice sounded behind her again.
“Secretary Li, could you find me some information about Ulsan Trading Company?”
“Yes, Mr. Lu.” Li Ying glanced back at Lu Zhiyuan, who was already buried in a pile of documents. She was certain that
this man had returned to normal.
Just after lunchtime, a tall, beautiful young woman entered the general manager’s
office of Zhiyuan Electromechanical. “Mr. Lu, hello. My name is Jin Mingji, and I’m the administrative manager of Ulsan Trading Company. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” As he accepted the platinum
business card from her, Lu Zhiyuan sized up the
South Korean woman who spoke fluent Mandarin. Her hair was styled in a bun, revealing a delicate face with deep features, lightly powdered, bearing
a resemblance to the Korean actress Jun Ji-hyun. Lu Zhiyuan couldn't help but make a malicious
guess about how much the hospital had charged.
She wore a purple V-neck
suit jacket over a collared blouse, a gleaming metal brooch pinned to her chest, and a purple pencil skirt over high-end black stockings.
Her long, slender legs, clad in black pointed high heels, made her already tall figure even more striking.
After offering her a seat, Lu Zhiyuan said, "Miss Jin's Chinese is very fluent. I wonder
where you learned it?"
Jin Mingji gracefully gathered her narrow skirt, sitting opposite him with her legs together. The gathered hem of her skirt revealed her delicate
knees and a section of her rounded thighs. She smiled and said, "You flatter me. My Chinese isn't very good. My grandfather
was a Confucian scholar, and I've admired Confucian culture since childhood. I majored in Chinese in university."
"No wonder, Miss Jin comes from a family with a strong Confucian tradition. I heard your company is in shipbuilding. Is there anything
I can do for you?" Lu Zhiyuan steered the conversation back to the main topic, his eyes trying to leave the black-stockinged legs opposite him
. This South Korean woman's legs were truly beautiful; when they were together, there wasn't a single gap between the black stockings.
“Mr. Lu is truly an excellent businessman; he has such a thorough understanding of all the information. Our company mainly manufactures
various types of fishing vessels and hopes to obtain high-quality ship navigation equipment to provide our clients with a safe
operating environment.”
“No problem,” Lu Zhiyuan stood up, walked to his desk, pulled out a stack of documents from a folder
, turned back, and handed them to Jin Mingji, saying, “These are navigation instruments produced by our company. Miss Jin, you can
take a look. Their quality is comparable to similar products from Europe, America, and Japan, and they are more competitively priced.”
The South Korean woman took the documents and casually flipped through them, saying, “I am familiar with your products, but our
company hopes to customize specialized equipment.”
“No problem,” Lu Zhiyuan waved his hand casually. “We also accept custom orders, but the price
may increase appropriately.”
Jin Mingji nodded. “The price is negotiable. This time, our boats are for export to major clients in Europe and America, so
quality is our top priority. Please take a look,” she said, taking out a printed A4 chart from her folder and
handing it over with both hands. “This is our tender requirement.”
Lu Zhiyuan took the tender requirement and looked at it intently for a full three minutes. He then
placed the chart on the table and asked with a slight doubt, “While the durability requirement isn’t particularly demanding, I’m
sorry,” he hesitated, his brow furrowing slightly, “Perhaps I’m not very familiar with current fisheries production.
Do fishing boats nowadays require such high navigation accuracy?”
The South Korean beauty smiled and praised, “Mr. Lu is indeed an expert in this industry. You’re right,
the accuracy is a bit high. However, the fishing boats our company is producing this time are custom-made for wealthy European and American clients,
which is to meet the needs of high-end customers.”
“Oh,” Lu Zhiyuan nodded understandingly, his gaze returning to the thin tender document. After a moment of thought
, he slowly said, “We might be able to work on the precision, but the quantity you requested isn’t large,
so the price might be a bit high.”
“Don’t worry about that,” Jin Mingji made a reassuring gesture, “We will ensure our partners have
a reasonable profit margin, and I’m sure you won’t give up on our long-term cooperation.”
“Of course,” Lu Zhiyuan smiled, “It’s an honor to cooperate with a large company like yours.”
“Then let’s do this. I’m only here to make initial contact with you. Tonight at 6:30 at the Bauhinia
Hotel, our company’s purchasing manager, Mr. Li, will be waiting there to discuss
the details of the cooperation. You won’t refuse, will you?”
“Well,” Lu Zhiyuan’s voice trailed off. He thought of Siyun still alone in the villa, and he
needed to get back as soon as possible.
"Mr. Lu has other plans?" Jin Mingji asked tentatively. "Actually, we've already compared
the strengths of various companies in Dongdu, and Minister Li values Zhiyuan Electromechanical the most."
"No, I was thinking, shouldn't I treat you? How can I let your company spend so much?" Lu Zhiyuan pondered
for a moment, still feeling that his mind hadn't been on the company lately, and he needed to work harder on this order. He silently
apologized to Siyun, "Sorry, girl, you'll have to wait for me a little longer.
" "It's alright," Jin Mingji smiled, a look of understanding on her face. "As long as Mr. Lu
makes a small concession on the supply price, our minister will be very happy."
"Hehe," Lu Zhiyuan also smiled, "No problem, I just want a reasonable price, I don't have such high
expectations."
"Then I'll take my leave." Jin Mingji stood up gracefully, gently smoothing the slightly wrinkled surface of her skirt with both hands.
"Okay, I'll see Miss Jin out." Lu Zhiyuan also stood up, and the two walked towards the door.
In the parking lot below the Zhiyuan Electromechanical office building, Lu Zhiyuan and Jin Mingji clasped hands. Lu Zhiyuan said, "
Miss Jin, please give my regards to Minister Li of your company this evening."
"I will certainly pass it on. See you tonight, Mr. Lu." Jin Mingji smiled and nodded, then turned and got into a silver-
gray Hyundai sedan. After fastening her seatbelt, she waved to Lu Zhiyuan again before driving away.
At the same time, a black Audi A4 sedan drove into the yard, and the two cars passed each other.
After the car came to a stop, a short man stepped out of the black door. He wore black sunglasses, a white shirt,
and dark blue trousers. He glanced at the departing Hyundai sedan and walked straight towards Lu Zhiyuan, who was still standing there
.
Lu Zhiyuan also saw him, turned around, and said, "Executive Director Park, hello, long time no see."
Park Jae-hyo, only 172 cm tall, looked quite robust. He walked closer and
asked directly in thick Northeastern Chinese, "Mr. Lu, who is she?"
"She?" Lu Zhiyuan wasn't bothered by his impolite words. He glanced in the direction of the courtyard gate and
said, "A client, just like you."
"A client?" Park Jae-hyo gave a sharp look in the direction the Hyundai sedan had driven off, then glanced at
Lu Zhiyuan. He pulled a stainless steel PDA from his pocket, pressed a few buttons, and held the screen up
to Lu Zhiyuan, saying bluntly, "Mr. Lu, I'm afraid you've been scammed." 　　"
Oh?" Lu Zhiyuan frowned as he looked at the photo on the PDA's color screen.

Sitting by the window, Lu Zhiyuan leisurely gazed at the scenery outside. The afterglow of the setting sun had faded,
leaving the sky a deep blue curtain adorned with only wisps of gray-white clouds. The streets were beginning to light up with nighttime lights
, and the fountain in front of the building began spraying water jets twenty meters high.
The varying heights of the water, illuminated by colorful lights, created a kaleidoscope of colors, synchronized with the changing lights on the bottom of the fountain.
The French-style upscale restaurant on the fourth floor of the Bauhinia Hotel was quite well-known in Dongdu, though not nearly
as famous as the century-old establishments along the Wujiang River. The spacious hall was decorated with a dark gold base, European-style oil paintings adorning the walls, and
large glass chandeliers shimmering on the alabaster floor. The interior was cleverly divided into
small areas by curtains and partitions, ensuring privacy for conversations without making the space feel cramped.
Lu Zhiyuan found their pre-booked table through a waiter, but it was already 6:35 PM, and their host
still hadn't arrived. He looked at the glass of mineral water on the table and muttered to himself, "The people of Nanbang Kingdom
really have a terrible sense of time."
He glanced at his watch and decided that if the other party didn't arrive within five minutes, he would go back to the villa
to have dinner with his precious daughter. She had just sent a text message saying she saw the note he left; it seemed the little girl was exhausted
. Thinking of his daughter, Lu Zhiyuan couldn't help but smile, inwardly cursing himself for agreeing to come here.
Just then, a pink and white figure appeared at the entrance of the hall. Her long, black hair was neatly combed
back. She wore a pure white suit jacket over a beige camisole and a light pink
striped pencil skirt. As she approached, her long, slender legs were visible, encased in ultra-thin white stockings, making her
legs appear long, shapely, smooth, and alluring. On her feet were three-inch high-heeled sandals adorned with small rhinestones,
making her 170-centimeter height appear even taller and more elegant.
Even from the doorway to the dining table, this South Korean beauty attracted a lot of attention, with more than one woman
giving their male companions reproachful looks.
Upon seeing her arrival, Lu Zhiyuan politely rose to greet her. The foreign woman's face showed
considerable apology. She hurried a few steps, clutching her white handbag, and bowed to the man, saying,
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, our minister suddenly had something come up and couldn't make it."
From her still-rising chest, it was clear she had rushed over. From this angle, Lu Zhiyuan
could clearly see the pretty delicate floral pattern on the beige camisole under the V-neck of her short-sleeved shirt, and
the rounded curves of her breasts. She
was quite well-endowed, but still far from Si Yun's size. The man, while mentally comparing the options,
smiled politely and said, "Oh? It's alright, Miss Jin, please have a seat."
"Thank you," Jin Mingji nodded to Lu Zhiyuan first, then gracefully sat opposite him and said,
"Our company suddenly had an urgent matter, and Minister Li had to deal with it. He repeatedly asked me to apologize to you, saying that he
would definitely apologize to you in person next time. So, tonight I will have dinner with Mr. Lu on his behalf. Please don't mind."
"Hehe," Lu Zhiyuan smiled nonchalantly. Although he had come in a bit of a hurry, the South Korean
beauty's makeup was still flawless. Her smooth face showed no trace of makeup, and her attire
was impeccable. She exuded both intellect and feminine charm and sexiness. Judging from the occasional glances the men around her gave her thighs, she was incredibly alluring. "It's alright. It's 　　my honor
to have such a beautiful woman like Miss Jin with me for dinner. What's there to be ashamed of?" 　　“You flatter me,” Kim Myung-hee smiled charmingly, shaking her head. “I’m almost an old woman, 　　what beauty are you talking about?” 　　“Not at all, Miss Kim is the most beautiful South Korean woman I’ve ever seen.” Recalling 　　the nearly 110-centimeter-long legs he had just seen, Lu Zhiyuan added in his mind, “At least her legs are the most beautiful.” 　　Now that everyone was there, Lu Zhiyuan beckoned to the waiter to order. Dinner was lavish, a standard French meal 　　. The appetizer was French Burgundy snails, the soup was Proven?al fish soup, and the main course was the local specialty, 　　hot Alpine pork chops. The man specifically instructed the waiter to order Burgundy red wine and to change the glass to a tall, narrow one. 　　“Mr. Lu seems to have a good understanding of French cuisine.” Kim Myung-hee looked at Lu Zhiyuan with enthusiasm, her eyes filled with 　　admiration. 　　Although he knew it was just a woman's social skill, Lu Zhiyuan was still pleased to be praised by such a beautiful woman. 　　He waved his hand and smiled, "I wouldn't call it research. Last time I had French food with a friend, I got 　　a good lesson. It taught me that French snails must be paired with red wine from their place of origin to complement 　　the flavor of the dish." 　　"Oh, is Mr. Lu's friend a man or a woman?" Kim Myung-hee asked meaningfully. 　　"She's a very outstanding woman; she's my friend's wife." "Lu Zhiyuan replied with a smile, his mind involuntarily 　　conjuring up the image of Murong Chunxue's mischievous and adorable nature. In her sharp tongue, he and her husband had become 　　nothing more than rich but tasteless nouveau riche. 　　Before long, the classic French snails were placed on the pristine white table, the 　　1982 Burgundy red wine in the narrow glass emitting a rich aroma. Watching Jin Mingji skillfully use her right hand to hold 　　the snail shell with small pliers, and her left hand to deftly pick out the snail meat with a fork and put it in her mouth, Lu Zhiyuan felt that this 　　woman definitely had more experience eating French food than he did; he still preferred traditional Shanghainese cuisine. 　　Then, orange-yellow..." The Proven?al fish soup and golden pork chops drizzled with black sauce were served one after another. 　　The two ate and chatted. Lu Zhiyuan was knowledgeable and witty, often eliciting smiles from Jin Mingji. 　　Jin Mingji understood what a woman should do at this time; she always offered appropriate and 　　sincere praise for Lu Zhiyuan's insights, making him feel admired by a beautiful woman without seeming pretentious. Moreover, this 　　South Korean woman would also ask some small questions, making the man feel that she wasn't superficial or just a pretty face. 　　Therefore, their conversation became very pleasant, gradually shifting from work and anecdotes to the more intimate 　　topic of family. 　　"Excuse my intrusion," Jin Mingji carefully controlled her words, "I heard that Mrs. Lu was recently in a car 　　accident."

“Yes,” Lu Zhiyuan nodded, a sad expression on his face. “She’s still unconscious
.”
“That’s so unfortunate,” Jin Mingji’s eyes filled with sympathy. She kindly offered, “Actually,
you could try acupuncture, a traditional Korean medicine treatment. It’s very helpful for this kind of injury. I can introduce you to
an old doctor in Daegu; his skills are among the best in South Korea.”
Lu Zhiyuan inwardly scoffed, thinking, “When did acupuncture become part of Korean medicine?” But he
still smiled gratefully. “Thank you for your concern, Miss Jin. I’ll definitely take my wife to see him when I have the chance, but
the doctor still wants her to rest and observe.”
The man subtly changed the subject, “Miss Jin is so beautiful and capable. May I ask
what you do, sir?”
“Him? Maybe he’s still in kindergarten,” Jin Mingji said, a lonely expression on her face, a
self-deprecating smile playing on her lips. “I was busy with my studies throughout university. After graduation, my mother forced me to go on several blind dates, but each
one only lasted a few months. They all broke up because I was too busy with work.”
She took off a five-petaled gold ornament inlaid with pearls from her bosom, waved it in front of Lu Zhiyuan,
and said with a drunken and sad tone, “This was a gift from my grandmother. She came from a prestigious family, and this was
one of the pieces of jewelry she received as part of her dowry. She always hoped that this would also be part of my dowry, but she never got to see
me wear a wedding dress before she passed away.”
She twirled the ornament in her palm with her slender fingers, looking at the gleaming pearls, as if recalling those
slightly melancholic memories. Perhaps because she had drunk too much, she accidentally dropped the corsage, and the round
ornament rolled to the side. Before Jin Mingji could act, Lu Zhiyuan gestured for him to pick it up.
He then bent down to pick up the glittering gold ornament from the ground.
Jin Mingji seemed to be peering in as well. Her left leg, which had been crossed under the table, was now lowered, and through
the alluring black stockings, Lu Zhiyuan inadvertently caught a glimpse of white lace fabric between her pale pink skirts,
revealing an even more tempting patch of dark hair.
She seemed unaware that a man was spying on her, and even slightly tiptoed forward,
asking, "Mr. Lu, is it difficult to pick up? Do you need help?" Her movement spread her legs
wider, and the light reflecting off the smooth alabaster pebbles illuminated her private parts, allowing Lu Zhiyuan to clearly see
the thick black hair beneath the white lace.
"What a slut," the man thought one last time, picking up the pearl corsage from the ground and handing it to her.
“Thank you, Mr. Lu,” Kim Myung-hee said, carefully wiping the floor with a tissue even though it was clean before
pinning the cherry to her chest. Then, with a touch of playfulness, she added, “To thank you for picking up this treasure for me,
let me perform a skill that only I've known since I was little.”
“Oh, okay,” Lu Zhiyuan said, taking a sip of the mineral water on the table and watching her with interest.
Kim Myung-hee used two slender fingers to pick up a long-stemmed cherry from the fruit platter, holding it by the stem, and
put it in her mouth. She moved her lips around for about ten seconds, then stopped, smiling sweetly at Lu Zhiyuan.
Her rosy lips parted, revealing her small tongue, which held the cherry as it slowly emerged. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that
she had tied a knot in the cherry's stem in her mouth.
Seeing her childlike, triumphant smile, and thinking of that little tongue that could tie fruit stems in its mouth,
a mixture of innocence and sensuality sent a shiver down Lu Zhiyuan's spine, and he slowly began to swell. He'd heard that
some women could tie cherry stems into knots with their tongues, their lips particularly suited for kissing. Now, seeing this real
performance, he thought perhaps such nimble lips had even more uses.
This reminded Lu Zhiyuan of the alluring scene he'd witnessed under the table earlier; this woman truly was a captivating beauty capable of
driving men to ecstasy.
Glass after glass of wine flowed down Jin Mingji's cheeks, an alluring blush rising.
Compared to her daytime appearance, she now possessed a more alluring femininity, less of the restraint and formality of the workplace. The capable, sophisticated businesswoman
had transformed into a charming, alluring woman of the night.
Lu Zhiyuan also felt dizzy. It didn't make sense; with his alcohol tolerance, how could simple red wine
make him dizzy? He picked up his glass and took a large gulp of mineral water, but the dizziness continued.
He subconsciously shook his head, still feeling the world spinning, his vision blurring, until finally he leaned forward and
slumped onto the table.
Seeing Lu Zhiyuan slumped on the table, Jin Mingji stood up, walked to his side, and gently shook
his shoulders twice, calling, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?"
Finding no reaction from the man, a smug smile appeared on her lips. She waved to
a well-trained waiter nearby and said, "My boyfriend is drunk. Could you please help me get him to room 13012
?"
After paying the sweating waiter a hundred-yuan bill at the door, Jin Mingji returned to the room.
She glanced at Lu Zhiyuan, who lay motionless on the bed, and then turned and went into the suite's bathroom.
She removed all her clothes, changing into a sexy black lace nightgown. Two black mesh bra
cups supported her well-proportioned breasts. The nightgown was only connected at the chest, with an inverted
V-shaped opening below the cups, revealing a woman's firm, flat stomach.
Her private parts were now clad in high-cut black lace panties, but what was most alluring were her two long, slender legs
. The white stockings had been removed, replaced by two high-quality black stockings.
As the thin threads clung to her legs, one could clearly see a delicate floral vine
pattern on each thigh, spiraling from her toes to her thighs, like an exquisite tattoo on a beautiful woman's body. Combined with her over 100-
centimeter-long legs, it naturally aroused in men the urge to have them clamp around them.
Kim Myung-hee placed her hands on the washbasin, leaned forward, her incredibly flexible waist bending downwards, and
swayed her firm buttocks from side to side, like a female leopard brimming with desire. Looking at her
seductive body in the mirror, the South Korean beauty smiled smugly.
No man in this world dislikes a beautiful woman, and this man from the Central Plains was no exception. According to intelligence
, he was a traditional Eastern man. If she successfully had sex with him, her charm
would easily allow her to enter his social circle and complete her mission.
If he was truly oblivious, the recorded footage could be used to blackmail him. Unexpectedly
, the operation went so smoothly. She swayed her hips in front of the mirror with a smug look, took a
small bottle filled with red liquid and a miniature video camera from her purse, and swayed her hips, her long, alluring legs clad in black stockings swaying
seductively as she walked out of the bathroom.
But the moment she stepped into the suite's bedroom, she froze at the doorway, staring blankly at the scene before her.
Lu Zhiyuan, who had just been lying on the bed, was now sitting on the sofa outside the window, his long legs crossed
, leisurely watching her with amusement.
How could this be? She needed to calm down. Just as she was about to use her second plan, the man
's words completely shattered her plans.
“Miss Yan Jinyun,” Lu Zhiyuan fluently recounted what he had heard during the day, “
a senior intelligence officer at the South Korean National Intelligence Service, under the North Korean Affairs Section. She recently successfully turned a
high-ranking North Korean official stationed in Southeast Asia, enabling the US government to intercept a transport plane carrying North Korean smuggled weapons in Thailand.
For this, she received the Presidential Special Medal. Congratulations.”
Kim Myung-hee, or rather, Yan Jinyun, stared wide-eyed at this Chinese man.
Had the drug she administered failed, or was he on guard? While pondering this, in a flash, all her muscles
tensed, her eyes scanning every corner of the room, her ears listening intently to the sound of the door behind her. Her
expression instantly transformed from that of a charming office lady to that of a cold, stern intelligence agent.
Watching her perfect change of expression, Lu Zhiyuan had to admit that if she were to act, she would definitely
be better than Jun Ji-hyun. “Don’t be nervous,” the man gestured for her to calm down. “I don’t want to confirm your
Taekwondo rank. I’m not a member of the Chinese National Security Bureau, and there aren’t any North Korean assassins lying in wait here.
I’m just an ordinary businessman.”
He glanced at the equipment in the woman’s hands and continued, “Actually, if Miss Yan thinks my business is
illegal, you can ask the South Korean police to issue an Interpol warrant for my arrest, or to be more direct, you can just
report it to the Dongdu Public Security Bureau. There’s no need for such a complicated process.”
After saying that, Lu Zhiyuan stood up and walked towards her. This action immediately alerted Yan Jinyun, and she
unconsciously tightened her grip.
As Lu Zhiyuan walked, he said, “I’m sorry, I have no interest in being the protagonist of a sex scandal, and…” He
paused slightly, lightly patted the bare shoulder in front of him, and laughed, “I don’t like savage girlfriends either.”
After saying that, he walked to the door, opened it, and left, leaving the South Korean beauty in the room, filled with shame and indignation,
venting her resentment on the mattress. 　　A silver BMW drove along the wide streets of Dongdu. The wind blowing in through the lowered window ruffled Lu Zhiyuan
's 　　hair, but he was in a good mood. One hand gripped the steering wheel, while the other 　　held a small glass bottle between his middle finger and thumb, containing only a trace of white powder. 　　He was grateful to Park Jae-hyo for giving him this. Initially, he had been skeptical of Park's explanation, not believing the 　　woman was truly a South Korean agent. But sure enough, she had indeed put some kind of intoxicating drug in his drink. 　　It was said that this substance left no residue afterward, taking effect slowly, making one feel truly drunk. 　　Park Jae-hyo explained to Lu Zhiyuan that the white antidote he gave him could neutralize the anesthetic in the bloodstream 　　. If he drank the antidote immediately after drinking the anesthetic, he would regain consciousness within 20 seconds of the anesthetic taking effect and 　　be able to move his limbs within 30 seconds. The woman was unlikely to have put the drug directly in the bottle; she would more likely have 　　added it to the glass when the man wasn't looking. 　　For the inexperienced Lu Zhiyuan, 　　the perfect opportunity to drug the woman was the moment his glass was out of sight. Therefore, he needed to drink at that moment and immediately take the antidote. This antidote had few 　　side effects; if no neutralization reaction occurred, it would at most cause a strong nausea. 　　Lu Zhiyuan dissolved the antidote in his mineral water for easy drinking, and surprisingly, it actually fooled 　　the woman. However, now he felt a chill; if the woman surnamed Park hadn't come looking for him 　　that morning, he would be in danger. 　　Just as his mood began to sour, his phone rang. Lu Zhiyuan put on his headset and pressed the 　　answer button. Before he could speak, Siyun's soft voice came through the headset, "Hello, Daddy, where are you 　　?" 　　Hearing his daughter's voice, his mood improved, and he teased, "What, missing Daddy?" 　　"No, no," came Lu Siyun's shy voice through the headset. Lu Zhiyuan could almost picture her 　　holding the phone in one hand and covering her blushing cheeks with the other. 　　"Hehe," he chuckled happily, "Alright, Dad's in the car, I'll be right back." 　　"Okay, I'll wait for you, drive carefully." Hearing his daughter's tender words, like those of a newlywed wife, a 　　sweet feeling welled up in Lu Zhiyuan's heart. Suddenly, he saw a brightly lit, high-end clothing 　　store by the roadside. He couldn't help but recall the South Korean woman's attire he'd seen in the hotel room earlier. 　　After a simple mental association, a mischievous smile crept onto his lips. 　　"Okay, I'll be right back. I brought a gift, you know. Be a good girl and wait for me at home." Without waiting for Siyun's 　　reply, he hung up the phone, turned the car around, and drove towards the store. 　　The weather was clear tonight; he imagined seeing a sky full of brilliant stars in Xiaomu Mountain, far from the city. 　　It was truly a beautiful night.

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