[Reborn] (Part 2) (4-5) Author: 998

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(IV)

Leaving Gu Yueyan's house, Ren Hao stood on the street, somewhat hesitant. Occasionally, cars passed by, their headlights elongating his
shadow, making him appear somewhat lonely.

Standing quietly, surrounded by smoke, he smoked two cigarettes to calm his inner turmoil before
walking along the roadside for a while before hailing a taxi.

On the way to Xue Fang's house, he pondered for a moment and decided to call Xie Zhijing. After all, the three of them
had to make it work, and Ren Hao had long-term plans.

It wasn't that he was greedy; he couldn't bear to part with either woman. First, Xie Zhijing. For everyone, the most unforgettable
thing is their first love, and naturally, the hardest to let go of. And Xue Fang, who had borne him a child, was so devoted and always
went along with him. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for her indulgence, even with Ren Hao's good temper, the three of them wouldn't have stumbled
along to this point.

He wasn't made of stone; he would always be moved and fall for outstanding women. Ren Hao was, in essence, just an
ordinary person .

Of course, in today's society, Xue Fang's previously sharp and mean personality, no matter how much she suppressed and restrained, had its
limits; she was far from being a traditional woman of feudal society.

So, although this year had been sensual, it had also been truly distressing…

Thinking this, Ren Hao, sitting in the back seat of the car, frowned. But then he thought, that night they had a threesome, and
recalling that lewd night, in the latter half, the two women were naked and piled on top of each other, jointly resisting
his firepower, so surely their feelings must have deepened?

Ren Hao crossed his arms and tapped his upper arm with his index finger, secretly thinking that perhaps this was the key to breaking the deadlock.

However, while Ren Hao's calculations were sound, when he made a phone call, how could the independent woman who advocated gender equality and lived in
a monogamous society grant his wishes? Xie Zhijing
was already feeling unreasonable about what happened that night before answering the phone; she was almost ready to slap herself. Ren Hao had basically walked right into her trap.

Xie Zhijing didn't dare to get angry with him, so she could only make a few sarcastic remarks. Finally, she asked Ren Hao if he wanted to come to her
place . Ren Hao thought about it for a moment and was genuinely considering it, at which point the other end hung up very sensitively.

Women are so unpredictable, Ren Hao thought, clicking his tongue, but still told the driver to turn around.

On the way, he called Xue Fang, a middle-aged woman who had been scheming to win his favor at home. Suppressing her
resentment, she poured a series of considerate and understanding words into Ren Hao's ears, successfully highlighting the disparity in their relationship and eroding
his sense of importance.

Having watched too many palace dramas, Xue Fang understood that sometimes not fighting is the key to winning in the end, and she planned to adhere to this principle—
something Xie Zhijing was far from grasping.

It wasn't that Xue Fang was more shrewd than Xie Zhijing; in terms of sophistication, Xie Zhijing was far superior. It was just that in matters of the heart,
Xie Zhijing, nearing forty, was taking love too seriously. With Ren Hao surrounded by
many , this young woman in love was naturally terribly insecure.

Little did she know that this suffocating approach to love, this immature relationship with Ren Hao, would only
lead to her own downfall. Xie Zhijing never imagined that later, her lover would be divided among the other women, and she, caught in the middle, would find herself
comfortably at ease…

Ren Hao, his plans thwarted, knocked on Xie Zhijing's door. A voluptuous, soft, mature body rushed into her arms,
a foxy face with almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks greeted her. Her body was rich and alluring, her face radiating surprise and
delight. She slightly pouted her full, red lips and pressed them against Ren Hao's lips in a passionate, deep kiss.

Knowing Cui Wenwen wasn't home beforehand, Ren Hao lifted Xie Zhijing's buttocks, their lips and tongues entwined,
absorbing each other's saliva, as he entered the house. His heels, as if guided by instinct, deftly hooked onto the door, and the two
began their passionate lovemaking in the living room.

Xie Zhijing was "addicted" to sex; Ren Hao was her remedy for maintaining her peace and escaping the torment. It sounds
ridiculous , but it was the truth.

After about half an hour of this intense fucking, Xie Zhijing experienced multiple orgasms, completely lost in pleasure. This time, Ren Hao
didn't use a condom, and a thick stream of semen filled Xie Zhijing's womb. The exhausted, mature woman wore a dazed smile, her
legs tightly wrapped around Ren Hao, her smile carrying a sly, successful-sneer quality—because she had previously lied to Ren Hao, saying: "
We don't have condoms at home, you can just ejaculate outside."

After a moment of blankness in his mind, Ren Hao stammered with concern, "
What if she gets pregnant? How could you..."

"What are you afraid of? Just have the baby. Don't you want it? Then... your child." She murmured softly
, her breath coming in gasps after sex, her voice sweet and coquettish.

"It's not like that. Of course I want to have a child with you, but didn't we talk about it before? Now
's not the right time. How come... sigh, you promised so readily, why did you suddenly change your mind?" Ren Hao was
puzzled.

Xie Zhijing, all sticky and clinging to him, clung tightly to him and said matter-of-factly, "I didn't know you loved
children ."

"...Children, you don't like them?" Ren Hao was somewhat helpless, but Xie Zhijing seized
on , saying shrewdly, "I like them, and you like them too, so let's have one. You can
have a child with my good sister-in-law, why can't you have one with me?" Her way of addressing him was disgusting; she was doing it on purpose.

"That's not..."

Xie Zhijing became increasingly spoiled, unconsciously interrupting him with the same forceful attitude she usually displayed at work. "Don't tell me it was an accident.
You can have an accident, so why can't I? Back then! You should have listened to me back then, you should have made her abort it
. Don't you find her secondhand goods disgusting?"

"Why are you saying such nasty things? I can tell now, you need to be taught a lesson again." Seeing that Xie Zhijing was about to
start making a fuss again, Ren Hao immediately thrust his hips forward, slamming Xie Zhijing's hips hard into the sofa. His

thick, hot glans directly hit the deepest part of her uterus!

"Oh—" Xie Zhijing was quite hurt, screaming as her pupils trembled. The area where they had intercourse was already covered in a layer of
grime, and now it was filled with thick, white semen squeezed from her uterus.

Ren Hao thrust hard once and then stopped, carrying the somewhat dazed Xie Zhijing towards the bathroom. Halfway through, Xie
Zhijing, recovering, weakly punched Ren Hao twice, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Turning on the shower, the two inside were like conjoined twins.
Ren Hao, long accustomed to this arrangement, had no intention of getting Xie Zhijing, who was like a sloth bear, down. He simply lathered the soap, carefully washing away the sweat from the beautiful mature woman in his arms.

Xie Zhijing was voluptuous, her body soft to the touch, and the soap made her even more slippery. Ren Hao...
He quite enjoyed bathing her, though he said it with a hint of disdain, "You're over thirty, and I have to serve you like this every day."

"Don't you like it... Well, that's true, men are always fickle." Xie Zhijing grabbed Ren Hao's shoulder
muscles , pulling him away, their eyes meeting, a listless worry conveyed without any attempt to hide it.

"Seriously? You're like Su Daji from the Investiture of the Gods, you actually lack confidence?" Ren Hao deliberately widened his eyes,
feigning astonishment as he flattered her. Sure enough, Xie Zhijing immediately beamed with joy, her watery eyes narrowing like a fox's. She
then touched Ren Hao's face, still a little worried, and said, "Before I met you, I was very confident, and back then I
never thought that women couldn't live without men."

"And now? Now you've made me so...fertile, you get 100% attention when we go shopping
." Ren Hao washed Xie Zhijing's buttocks, pulling on her increasingly plump and smooth buttocks as he spoke,
making the mature woman feel as if her well-developed anus had been torn open.

"The return rate is high, but the key is you. I can't live without you now. What do other people have
to do ? The key is you. I'm afraid you'll get tired of me... annoyed." Xie Zhijing relaxed her sphincter to make it easier for Ren Hao to play with her.
She obediently lay down on his neck, her lips moving as she uttered words that were cheesy but genuinely felt before. These words made
Ren Hao's neck itch, and his heart itch as well.

Reality is a mess, and the passion between men and women inevitably fades, but if you are willing to put in the effort, you can always stir the other person's
heartstrings . Now Ren Hao is working hard to cultivate this relationship. He is consciously guiding Xie Zhijing.

"Me too, I can't live without you... Lift your butt, I'll wash your vagina for you." You can't
imagine how one can say such cheesy words so comfortably when passion is at its peak.

"Wash the back first, then do it from behind in a bit." He was really aroused. Xie Zhijing's well-developed anus
felt especially good. The anal sensation was amazing. Before, Ren Hao hadn't touched her anus. Just pulling on her buttocks had aroused
her desire for anal sex.

"You really can get pregnant." Ren Hao wanted to quickly extract his semen from Xie Zhijing's vagina, even though
it was already late, but extracting it would at least comfort him and ease his anxiety.

"It's too late to wash now... Do you want it? If you get pregnant this time."

Ren Hao answered calmly, his answer was affirmative.

Since he couldn't persuade Xie Zhijing otherwise, Ren Hao washed his body clean, and could only wipe the semen stains from their bodies with a tissue later.

Carrying his beautiful wife back to the bedroom, Ren Hao had just put Xie Zhijing down when she had a little idea. Because
the semen was still blocked in her uterus by the glans, as soon as they separated after returning to the room, in order to facilitate fertilization, she immediately
rolled over, sticking her round buttocks up high, preventing the semen from flowing out of her body, ostensibly to let Ren Hao penetrate
her anus.

Ren Hao readily complied, gripping his thick, sticky penis and thrusting it into Xie Zhijing's budding anus.
After about ten minutes, Xie Zhijing was completely satisfied. However, the anus couldn't withstand
the same , and Ren Hao's second thrust couldn't be released.

The current Ren Hao was no longer the naive young man who wanted to penetrate any woman he saw, penis and all.
He believed in moderation in sex, prioritizing the woman's needs, and thus rarely pushed his
women to the brink of collapse.

Both women were very considerate. Xie Zhijing, knowing Ren Hao hadn't satisfied, pretended not to mind and
took his penis, still wet from her anus, into her mouth, swallowing and spitting it out despite her initial nausea. The taste was definitely
unpleasant , fishy and pungent, but she had washed her anus in the bathroom beforehand, so she spat the first few mouthfuls into the trash can.
Once the sticky feeling disappeared, she focused entirely on deepthroating.

She loved giving Ren Hao oral sex, kneeling on the floor between his legs, while he stroked her
hair . Occasionally, Xie Zhijing, busy with her own work, would glance up at Ren Hao's face, and he would look down at her. At these moments, Xie Zhijing
would see the look of enjoyment on his face, and the love in their most intimate moments clearly surpassing anything she'd shown before.

This showed that this strong woman never considered herself an equal to Ren Hao; in every way
, he was far superior.

Of course, giving oral sex to the "Little Superman" wasn't easy. Ren Hao's penis was exceptionally large, and Xie Zhijing could only look up at him like this when she needed to breathe after
spitting out his penis. At other times, she had to coordinate her entire body to perform deep throat,
and her tongue was constantly immobilized because the thickness of his penis filled her mouth. So she treated
her mouth as another vagina, as if she were serving Ren Hao in a cowgirl position.

There was an embarrassing situation: as Xie Zhijing swallowed and released the penis, her neck could be clearly seen bulging
like a toad, though not as exaggerated, but still quite impactful.

The feeling of shortness of breath and the stinging pain from the glans rubbing deep in her throat gave Xie
Zhijing a unique sexual pleasure. This caused her vagina to contract intermittently, and with a "plop," the semen sealed inside her uterus was expelled from her vagina
like a child spitting out milk, a thick clump of semen landing on the ground. Realizing this, Xie Zhijing quickly
covered it with her hands.

After about ten minutes of oral sex, Xie Zhijing reached her limit and could only spit it out, clamping it between her large breasts.
While moving up and down, she would occasionally spit out a mouthful of the sticky saliva from the previous oral sex for lubrication. By the time Ren Hao was about to ejaculate, she
was covered in sweat, and the skin around her nipples was rubbed raw and red, showing how hard she had tried.

Then, her delicate hands began to frantically stroke him. Seeing that Ren Hao was about to ejaculate, she wasn't about to waste it.
She lowered her head and swallowed his entire penis, which spread wide open her mouth and penetrated deep into her esophagus. She felt it reach her heart, and
a conditioned reflex of tears welled up. Then, the penis churned in her chest, causing a strong pulsation. She didn't even need to swallow anymore; a large amount of thick,
hot semen exploded in her esophagus and flowed into her stomach…

Ren Hao's semen was more effective than any beauty product—this was a consensus between Xie Zhijing and Xue Fang, so it couldn't be wasted. Xie
Zhijing had even practiced holding her breath for this.

After doing all this, Xie Zhijing was completely exhausted. Ren Hao, supporting her head, pulled his penis out,
bringing out a small amount of semen. Catching her breath, Xie Zhijing licked her lips, then climbed onto the bed, using all four limbs
like a greedy bitch, licking Ren Hao's penis clean.

She ate it with great relish; the texture was like snot, and the taste wasn't great, but she just loved it. After all,
in Xie Zhijing's heart, besides women, her top three favorite things were: Ren Hao, Ren Hao's penis, and Ren Hao's semen
... A woman suffering from sex addiction is irrational.

Ren Hao sighed, pulled Xie Zhijing into his arms, and covered her with the blanket. Xie Zhijing lay back on Ren Hao's back.
She nestled closer to him, her head resting on Ren Hao's shoulder. One hand caressed his genitals, while the other
played with his testicles—a habit she'd developed.

Ren Hao quickly noticed her sniffling and swallowing; it seemed she'd choked on semen .
After all, this happened every time they performed oral sex, and she often choked.

"Blow your nose," Ren Hao said, pulling out a tissue and handing it to Xie Zhijing. The young woman didn't even look up, wearily waving her
hand. She didn't want to waste it; it was a priceless elixir that could make a woman young again.

As far as she knew, only Ren Hao's semen had such a magical effect, which was one of the reasons she cherished him so much.

The two whispered tenderly for a moment. Ren Hao brought up Xie Zhijing's behavior in bed, teasing her relentlessly.
Of course , Xie Zhijing was truly unrestrained in bed, a completely different person.

She was the woman who called Ren Hao "Daddy" on their first time…

The next morning.

As Ren Hao took out his keys to open the door and go inside, he suddenly realized the door wasn't locked. Pushing it open, he saw
his mother Zhuo Yuqin, sitting on the small bed in the outer room, her face pale, chin in hand, muttering to herself
.

"Mom, haven't you gone to work yet?" Ren Hao awkwardly placed his backpack on the washing machine and quickly went over.

"What do you think? You're not coming home, just leaving your mother all alone. Don't you have any conscience... It's true
what they say, 'Once you have a wife, you forget your mother.'" Zhuo Yuqin rolled her eyes at Ren Hao, her eyes showing deep bags,
probably from a sleepless night.

Ren Hao sighed inwardly, feeling a little guilty, and went over to hug his mother. His mother pinched him twice, which seemed to appease her
. Then Ren Hao changed the subject, talking about his work progress, but his mother steered the conversation back to Xie Zhijing
, offering a long and earnest lecture.

It was nothing more than Xie Zhijing's age, having children, and other issues related to her age...

Ren Hao could only stammer in agreement, a roundabout way of handling disagreements with his parents.

Finally, Ren Hao managed to steer the conversation back to the issue of moving. After all, some of the invested capital had returned, and
the hot pot chain could just sit back and collect profits; it was time to reconsider moving to a new house.

Zhuo Yuqin crossed her legs on the sofa, leaning against Ren Hao's shoulder in a petite, affectionate manner. This was their
current mode of communication. "Qirong called me and said someone might come to measure the house's dimensions later, so I
stayed home ." She paused, then leaned even more comfortably against her son's shoulder, and Ren Hao
reciprocated by holding her tightly. He knew his mother had been very tired lately.

"After this measurement, we'll be moving soon. Where do you think we should go? South or west?" Zhuo Yuqin was
indeed sleepy, her soft, lazy voice exuding a mature woman's languid charm.

"Whatever, you can book it."

"The houses are expensive in the north and east, and it's just the two of us, so there's no need to choose something so expensive. Besides, our business
is growing bigger and bigger, and we won't have to worry about moving to a new house when you get married." Mentioning marriage,
Zhuo Yuqin was wide awake, and a hint of sadness seemed to settle between her brows.

"Well, we're not exactly flush with cash right now, so we need to save where we can. Mom, you look quite tired today. How about this, you
stay home and rest for a day, and I'll take a day off to go to the shop and help out."

"Okay... fine, you're such a good student, missing school won't hurt you. I'll ask for leave for you."
After saying this reached into her pocket, but didn't take her phone. She reluctantly slipped off her shoes and went back to her bedroom to get it.

"Ring ring ring..." Just then, Ren Hao's phone rang. Zhuo's mother was about to come back and lean against her son to make the call,
but then she went back to her bedroom.

"Hello, who is this?" Ren Hao asked politely.

"Mr. Ren, hello."

"Oh, it's Miss Shang. How did the talks go?" Ren Hao didn't bother with pleasantries,
getting straight to .

"It's like this..." Shang Qing earnestly conveyed the Japanese side's message to Ren Hao. A disagreement arose,
and in the end, they had to ask the Japanese representative to translate for them. The two communicated directly, but after about twenty minutes,
they still couldn't reach a consensus.

Zhuo Yuqin, who had just taken leave, was already asleep with her head on her son's lap.

Helpless, Ren Hao took a deep breath, thoughtfully tucked a few stray strands of hair from his mother's forehead behind her ear,
and relented, "Since that's the case, well, let's do as Mr. Taniguchi says. I'll finish the script soon,
as he wants, a thirty-seven-episode script." This meant that Ren Hao needed to spend time expanding the completed script.

To put it bluntly, Ren Hao was just an unknown figure in the eyes of the Japanese. He needed the money now because
the profits from the hot pot chain needed to cover interest, loans, and numerous other expenses in the short term. Despite the recent profits
of nearly three million from over a dozen stores, it all had to be used to maintain operations. Buying a house wasn't
out of the question, but he'd have to be frugal for a while, and Ren Hao disliked that kind of hectic lifestyle.

Looking at his mother's peaceful sleeping face, Ren Hao felt relieved. There was nothing to be annoyed about; it was just a matter of spending some time rewriting the script
, which would also earn him more money.

However, Ren Hao didn't plan to hand it over all at once. He wasn't stupid; he knew the potential of *Death Note*. As a newcomer
, his wisest decision was to deliver the first thirteen episodes to build his reputation, even if it meant accepting
less , as he would reap higher and more reasonable profits afterward.

Ren Hao told Shang Qing directly about this matter, entrusting her, who was also Chinese, to handle it. Ren Hao didn't particularly like
dealing with the Japanese, especially the cunning Japanese businessmen. They had taken advantage of China's cheap labor,
polluted China's environment, and frantically absorbed funds that all flowed back to their own country to help with its development and construction. You can't deny it; Japan is a country with a strong sense of national cohesion and spirit. Ren Hao genuinely disliked

this kind of hostile neighbor . After finishing his work, Ren Hao looked down at his mother's face, admiring her. She wore light makeup and looked very feminine. However , Ren Hao couldn't understand why his mother would wear makeup at home... "Get up, Mom, you're drooling." Ren Hao playfully pinched his mother's nose, and the drowsy Zhuo Yuqin opened her eyes. She wiped her mouth, feeling around several times but finding no drool. Then she noticed her son's mischievous smile, smiled knowingly, stretched, and said sweetly, "You, you even tease your mother." Xuan'er glanced at the clock, then got up and went back to the bedroom, saying, "Wait here, Mom's going to change." Half an hour later, Zhuo's mother was quite quick. "Xiao Hao, come here, change your clothes before anyone comes. I'll go to the store with you later." Zhuo's mother said sweetly.

"I don't need you to do this," he called out. "Just rest at home. You haven't had a proper rest all year..." Ren Hao said as he walked towards his mother's
room. Upon seeing her, he froze, speechless.

Stunning!

Her makeup, learned humbly from Fan Qirong, was exquisite and elegant. Zhuo Yuqin's hair was styled in a high bun, a few strands gently framing
her face , adding a touch of feminine softness to her dignified appearance. Her

light blue blouse with a ruffled collar was particularly trendy, paired with a two-piece white office lady skirt.
Her legs were encased in matte sheer stockings, toning down the flamboyance of the white outfit and revealing a slightly restrained sexiness. She wore
nude-colored low-cut heels; at first glance, one might mistake her for being barefoot!

This outfit might seem like an attempt to look younger, but with the makeup and accessories, Zhuo's mother truly resembled a stunning
woman in her thirties—noble, elegant, and mature. The exquisitely designed ruffled collar added a touch of ethereal
beauty, subtly revealing a cute and endearing charm.

Moreover, his mother's figure was incredibly voluptuous, with truly large breasts and a plump bottom. Her height was far above the average for
women ; at 172.5 meters, even with a full waist, her long waistline perfectly
compensated for it.

Not at all bulky, her thick thighs didn't matter; her large, round bottom and slender calves,
accentuated by high heels, were exactly the kind of voluptuous legs every man dreams of.

In Ren Hao's eyes, his mother's breasts were unparalleled, truly the largest… her hips were also the largest
, and her legs were almost unmatched. Beautiful legs are common, but such long, voluptuous legs seemed to only
rival those of Teacher Xia.

Yes, only half a point… You know, Xia Wanqiu is a full 176 centimeters tall, with the most perfect proportions;
even Victoria's Secret supermodels rarely compare to her.

Ren Hao was stunned.

Truly stunned; his mother had never dressed so stunningly beautifully before.

Zhuo Yuqin suppressed a laugh, afraid of revealing the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and very restrainedly twirled around. Then, staring at Ren Hao,
she pursed her cherry-red lips and said proudly, “How is it? The one you picked out for me last time, I felt it was too flashy before, so I didn’t wear it
to show you. How is it? How is it? It’s not embarrassing to take a mother like this out, is it?” As she spoke, she happily twirled around
twice more, very subtly, taking small, quick steps, her fleshy legs jiggling slightly, yearning for praise while feeling somewhat
restrained .

The restraint stemmed from her son’s gaze, which seemed almost tangible, as if he were staring directly at her naked body.

And this tight-fitting outfit… she had truly never worn anything like this before. An ordinary woman couldn’t possibly
pull it off , and someone who could wear it with this kind of flair… well… probably couldn’t be found in China.

Because Zhuo Yuqin's figure would be considered incredibly hot even in Europe and America, and it's all natural. In China,
people with such large breasts and hips are usually overweight.

"You're so...so beautiful, so beautiful..." Ren Hao was at a loss for words. He had thought his mother would
look amazing in this outfit, but seeing it this time, he felt his imagination was truly lacking.

"Right?" Zhuo Yuqin gracefully twirled around again, but unfortunately, it was a bodycon skirt, so the hem couldn't fly up
. "How beautiful is Mom? You haven't told me yet." "She's as beautiful as

a fish sinking in the water, as beautiful as a goose falling from the sky, as beautiful as a moon hiding its face and as beautiful as a flower blushing."

"Oh—meaning Mom is comparable to the Four Beauties of ancient China." Zhuo Yuqin was happy, but also
a little embarrassed. Ren Hao nodded vigorously, earning a sweet kiss from Zhuo Yuqin, who even allowed him to kiss her.

It's worth mentioning that this kiss landed on the corner of Ren Hao's lips; it wasn't quite a kiss, and a kiss on the cheek was too far to the side.

After kissing Ren Hao, Zhuo's mother feigned composure, wiping the cherry-colored lipstick mark from his lips. Then, her face flushed, she adopted a
motherly demeanor and said softly, "Go change your clothes first. You haven't had breakfast, have you? I'll make you some." She didn't
move, however, because her son's lustful gaze made her unwilling to back down. She yearned for it, and even more so, she wanted to embrace him
and kiss him passionately, but her moral compass prevented her from doing so.

So she could only wait for her son to take the initiative. Zhuo Yuqin had already planned that if… if her son could take even a little initiative,
she would muster the courage to offer herself completely. As for worldly matters… who cares? As long as… as long as
her son lent her a little courage!

Ren Hao looked at his mother's flushed face. Her breathing was a little heavy, and even up close, he could see faint wrinkles
, concealed by heavy makeup. Her face was perfectly smooth, making her look like a
delicate flower . He even had the feeling that his mother, like a woman experiencing the stirrings of spring, looked exactly like a woman seeking pleasure
!

He wanted to kiss his mother like that, to suckle her lips hard, but Ren Hao couldn't. After all, she was
his mother ; breaking moral boundaries wasn't so easy.

This wasn't a third-rate incest novel, nor a movie, nor a fictional world where he could do whatever he wanted. He
was Ren Hao; he couldn't make such a shameless and despicable decision.

So, Ren Hao took the initiative and kissed his mother's cheek, a soft "smack."

Zhuo Yuqin, who had tilted her head back, squinted, and pouted, clearly wanting a kiss, opened her eyes with some disappointment. She looked at her son
for a moment, , and then went to cook.

Soon, a light and non-greasy breakfast was laid out on the table: some delicate pickled vegetables, rice porridge, eggs, and milk
—all perfect for breakfast.

After finishing, Zhuo's mother took off her apron and sat opposite Ren Hao, taking a bite and then looking at her son. Ren Hao
wolfed down his food; after all, Xie Zhijing couldn't cook, and Ren Hao hadn't asked her to learn.

After the meal, it was past eight o'clock. Zhuo's mother went back to her bedroom to tidy herself up, worried about being
bothered by the cooking fumes.

"Why isn't he here yet? Maybe we should call and ask. If not, we can go to the store first."

"Sigh, they're so unreliable. Do you remember when they started talking about demolishing our alley?" Zhuo Yuqin
chuckled. "They said it four years ago, but what happened? Nothing's happened... I'll ask again."

After hanging up, Zhuo Yuqin shook the phone, looking exasperated. "Let's go, hurry up and change your
clothes before we go to the store."

"Ugh, these people are so unreliable," Ren Hao muttered, turning back to change.

A white shirt, black trousers, shiny leather shoes, his slightly long hair styled in a side part, styled
with paired with his tall, straight figure and handsome face, he looked exactly like a modern-day South Korean oppa—
though Ren Hao was all-natural.

Dressed like this, he looked like a successful young man in his early twenties—that's the advantage of not having a baby face.

Ren Hao, who walked out of the bedroom, also amazed Zhuo Yuqin. She could never get enough of her son's mature appearance.
She was delighted and immediately took her son's arm, refusing to let go. Reaching the entrance, Zhuo Yuqin slung her elegant handbag over her shoulder
, and the mother and son went out.

Because Ren Hao was with Zhuo Yuqin, the emotional comfort temporarily swept away Zhuo's mother's physical fatigue.
The two drove from shop to shop, Ren Hao giving general instructions while Zhuo's mother pointed out
the details. In the car, Zhuo's mother chattered incessantly about family matters, and Ren Hao played the role of a caring listener
.

It was very harmonious, like a loving and supportive couple?

This feeling was an absurd illusion for Ren Hao, but for Zhuo's mother, it was natural… well, a feeling tinged with
longing , a feeling she deliberately created, and she enjoyed it.

Even the mother and son felt this way, so outsiders thought even more so, guessing they were a couple in a relationship where the woman was older—
a young the uninformed shop assistants thought, gossiping
quite a bit behind the scenes.

With the shop running smoothly, Ren Hao personally inspected it and was very satisfied. On the way home, he told his mother that she didn't need to visit so often
anymore ; once a week would suffice, and she could just wait to collect the money.

Of course, Ren Hao would personally oversee the accounts. With his current intelligence, he could easily see through the intricacies;
a few gentle reminders would suffice. He had to be cunning in managing his subordinates, otherwise, they would soon treat him like a fool.

After returning home, she poured out the pressure of the past six months to her son. At her age, she had found someone to rely on,
and as she spoke, she broke down in tears like a little woman—tears of happiness.

After all, Zhuo's mother had experienced many setbacks and hardships in her life, and happiness was a luxury for her;
she had never longed for such a life of bliss.

They talked all afternoon, sharing their heartfelt thoughts. Ren Hao simply listened; his silence spoke volumes .
His gentle gaze alone conveyed boundless warmth and affection to Zhuo Yuqin, captivating her. In his past life, Ren Hao had only ever seen his mother
occasionally cry like this to one of her childhood best friends. He never imagined he would have the chance to be her replacement.

In the year or so since his rebirth, Ren Hao had completely melted his mother's strong spirit into a gentle, tender one.

"Mom, how about you sign up for a yoga class this weekend?" Ren Hao massaged his mother's almond-shaped eyes, his supernatural
abilities not as effective as before, and the energy expenditure was greater, but the results were still impressive.

"Why would I go? I'm already this old. Besides, what's the point of learning that? That's just rich ladies having too much
time their hands."

"It's good for your health, and it can help you shape your body. Haven't you been quite concerned about your figure lately?
Besides I can tell you're under a lot of stress. Yoga can help relieve that stress. On a larger scale, if you
do well, with your already hot figure, wow, you'll be stunning! You'll be rejuvenated in no time."

For his mother's health, Ren Hao played the role of a salesman.

"Hehe, Mom isn't as good as you say. You...really want to come with Mom?"

"Yeah, I'll go to a few classes with you. There's partner yoga, right? You need someone to help you stretch and
stuff . Besides, I'm smart, so I can learn a little and help you practice. Hehe, in a year or two, my
mom will be a great beauty." Zhuo Yuqin didn't say anything when she heard this, but lowered her head and smiled happily. Of course, her ears were also
sharp, not wanting to miss a single compliment from her son. "There's another benefit.
After , with your current status, figure, and looks, what kind of man can't you find? Don't you think so?"

Ren Hao could tell that his mother was lonely. He also knew that his mother was being a little too intimate with him, so he thought that
his mother wanted a man. It's human nature to be hungry and thirsty, which is normal. He understood, so for his mother's happiness, he said
these words. It wasn't a spur-of-the-moment thing.

"Wait, what...did you say?" Zhuo Yuqin's smile faded.

"Mom, it hasn't been easy for you to raise me all these years. You've always worried about me. You used to save every penny for me,
and your clothes were all from cheap wholesale markets. I was so immature and incompetent back then, always making you angry
and causing you distress. I never thought about you. Now that I'm grown up, I feel I can make you happy, and you don't need to worry about me anymore
. So I think, from now on, you should think more about yourself. Don't think about what I need, think about yourself.
I know you've been a single woman managing the household all these years, and it must have been lonely without a caring man..." Ren Hao knew
it wasn't appropriate to talk about this with his mother, but could he really keep such an important matter to himself?

While Ren Hao was swallowing, Zhuo Yuqin bit her lip and asked with a double meaning, "Aren't you
my little man?" Her eyes were prickly.

"Yes, yes, but what I said... it's not the same thing..." Ren Hao stammered. It was indeed embarrassing to be
a matchmaker Zhuo Yuqin's casual move was enough to overwhelm him, and he just wanted to dig a hole and disappear.

"What, you can't take care of Mom? What did you promise me back then?" She said calmly, "You said that
less than a year ago, and you call this growing up?"

"Uh… Mom, that's not what I meant, please listen to me…" Ren Hao was really
in the wrong to interfere in his elders' affairs, but because he loved his mother, he had to ask, even if it wasn't appropriate.

"Shut up! I'll ask you first, just say yes or no." Zhuo Yuqin, with a sharp edge, pinched
her son hard, making Ren Hao hiss.

"Can you take care of Mom?"

"…Yes."

"Then do you love Mom? Love me like Mom loves you, the love between mother and son." Zhuo Yuqin didn't care
what kind of love her son had.

Ren Hao nodded firmly, but Zhuo Yuqin suddenly poked Ren Hao's chest hard, "You love me?! I ca
n't feel it!"

"I…"

"You love me?!"

"Yes." Ren Hao himself felt awkward; had his mother been watching too many romance novels?

"You really love me, you care about me?"

"Yes, I love you, I genuinely care about you." Hearing Ren Hao's words, Zhuo's mother knew that wasn't what he
meant , but she still wanted to laugh. However, Ren Hao had just provoked her, and she couldn't laugh now.

"Fine, then let me ask you, loving me means imposing your own ideas on me, is this your
way of caring for your mother?!" Again, a sharp rebuke. Zhuo's mother had read quite a few books this year. "I'm your mother, your elder, this
is your question! It's none of your business!"

"Mom…I…"

"I my ass! I'm disciplining you, but you don't listen, and you're dating that child, that old woman your own age, with that… "
"And you dare to tell me what to do?! Listen to me, don't interfere in my affairs. Humph, you even want to
pimp ?! Is Mom short of men? If I wanted a man, I would have dumped you long ago. Why would I raise you, you
ungrateful wretch, all by myself? And now, after raising you for ten years, you want to send your mother away!" Women's arguments are
like machine guns, and the key is that Zhuo Yuqin's words were all piercing to the heart. Ren Hao wanted to slap himself.

"I... I just wanted to make a small suggestion..." Ren Hao pinched two fingers, a little timidly indicating that it
was just a tiny bit. He really didn't expect that this matter could make Zhuo Yuqin tremble with anger, and he never
expected his mother was so angry because she felt humiliated by the thought of being sent away by her man.

Zhuo Yuqin, with a domineering air, gripped his ample waist and continued her tirade, "No suggestions allowed! Don't bring this up
again , or I'll beat you up!"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"You understand now?!"

"Understood." He nodded vigorously.

"Go cook!"

"Okay, okay..." Ren Hao slunk off to cook, tail between his legs. Then, from the kitchen, he heard
his mother's fierce, domineering voice in the living room, "You'll be at yoga class with me. If I go, you go, understand?!"

Ren Hao almost dropped the cleaver, quickly replying, "Okay!"

From then on, Ren Hao never dared to bring it up again. Zhuo's mother chuckled to herself in the living room, feeling sweet and smug.

She had argued with Ren Hao's father before and been beaten several times. Now, in her eyes, Ren Hao was
also a pillar of support, her man, but his behavior completely overshadowed
hers. So, what was there to be unhappy about with such a tolerant man?

However, she suddenly became gloomy: Why do men have to marry wives? A mother
can do, it's not like she doesn't have the ability...

A moment later.

"Get out of the way, I don't like eating your cooking, wait outside."
Zhuo Yuqin, feeling jealous and unbalanced outside, deliberately put on a fierce face and came behind her son, wanting him to dote on her more.

"Together." Ren Hao saw his mother standing there not understanding, and tacitly pulled his mother over to help her wash her hands,
but deliberately tickled Zhuo Yuqin. Sure enough, as soon as his palm tickled, Zhuo's mother chuckled, as if the tickle had scratched into her heart.

(V)

That evening, Ren Hao had a small gathering with Gao Dahu. After a few rounds of drinks, the business was finished, and Ren
Hao said goodbye.

The opening date of the KTV was roughly set, and the name was also decided - Dajiale,
a name .

Around 6 PM, Ren Hao drove to Xue Fang's house to hold the baby. He took the juice Xue Fang offered and drank
several glasses until the effects of the alcohol subsided slightly. Ren Xinyue had also fallen asleep, so Ren Hao seized
the opportunity with Xue Fang.

It was very enjoyable; he loved the feeling of having sex while drinking sweet breast milk. Afterwards,
there was no time tenderness before Xue Fang, her body limp, went to nurse the baby, who cried again.

After a light kiss, Xue Fang forced herself to see Ren Hao off with a smile, but as soon as the door closed, she couldn't help but sneer: "
Just wait and see!"

Next stop, naturally, was Xie Zhijing. Sometimes Ren Hao felt like a vibrator, satisfying
two mature women was quite a task.

After all, everything should be done in moderation; too much gets boring. Thinking about how these were only two women, yet their libidos were so high,
Ren Hao, though physically capable, often felt mentally weary of the affair.

Some might say Ren Hao is ungrateful, that a man's life is all about seducing one
beautiful woman , and that indiscriminate procreation is the ultimate pursuit.

To such people, Ren Hao can only offer two words: superficial!

Those are thoughts born from inexperience with women, or rather, from never having been with a top-tier beauty. Those who hold such thoughts
are definitely not exceptional individuals.

Climbing out of Xie Zhijing's arms, Ren Hao planned to relieve himself, but a phone call came in. It was Xia Wanqiu.

Ren Hao glanced at Xie Zhijing guiltily; she was asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief. Well, Ren Hao had been
quite vigorous today, as Xue Fang was still in her postpartum period, so he was inevitably hesitant. He had made up for it with Xie Zhijing.

"Hello, Teacher Xia?"

"Who is this?" Xia Wanqiu's voice still carried that drunken, slightly impatient quality.

Ren Hao immediately checked his watch; it was past eight. Well, she must be quite drunk by now.

"It's me, Ren Hao."

"Oh... what's up?"

"..." Ren Hao didn't know how to answer except laugh.

"Speak! I'm hanging up if you don't!"

Ren Hao quickly covered the receiver, walking to the bathroom while saying irritably, "You hang up."

"You hung up! You're the one who hung up!"

"I fucking said hang up the phone."

"You're swearing!"

"Grandma, is something wrong? You're drunk and calling to cause trouble, is your butt itching again?"

"You..." Xia Wanqiu's voice suddenly paused, her arrogant tone subdued: "You
come over right now."

"I have to go home. I didn't go back yesterday. If I don't go home today, my mom will probably skin me alive."
However , hearing no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time, Ren Hao sighed: "Okay, okay, you're my boss
... I'll be right there, I really..."

"Beep beep beep..." The phone was disconnected.

Ren Hao forced a bitter smile at the phone, then said goodbye to Xie Zhijing and took the bus to Xia Wanqiu's house.

The night was still and quiet, with the sporadic chirping of crickets adding a touch of lightness to the dark street.

Xia Wanqiu was wearing a rather formal orchid-patterned cotton nightgown, her arms and neck completely covered,
but her long, white legs were undeniably alluring. When she opened the door for Ren Hao, a strong smell of alcohol
hit him ; she'd clearly been drinking.

"Uncle Xia," Ren Hao rolled his eyes, unable to resist teasing this tigress.

Xia Wanqiu coldly pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, then gestured to the sofa, gesturing for him to sit down. She
then took a can of beer from the coffee table and tossed it to Ren Hao.

Ren Hao caught it accurately, then paused, "What's this for?"

"Drink!"

What kind of attitude was that? Knowing Ren Hao's temper, he'd just open the beer... and drink it; probably because her mother
was pressuring him to get married again.

Xia Wanqiu opened a can herself, gulped down a large mouthful, then suddenly slammed the beer can against the wall.
She shouted incoherently, "So annoying!"

Ren Hao went over and patted her shoulder. "Don't take it to heart, actually..." Actually, it might be good to go and check on her. Ren Hao
felt that if he said that, there would be more trouble tonight. "Actually, you don't need to take it to heart. Um... your mom
won't be coming tonight, will she?"

In fact, Xia Wanqiu's mother, Liu Sufeng, had come to see him twice this year. She was the most terrifying
woman . He couldn't understand why that female CEO with assets of hundreds of millions could be so shrewish as to slap him in the street.

That woman firmly believed that she had slept with her daughter, so she would come here to check on him all the time. Ren Hao
almost got caught once and jumped off a building to escape.

He almost broke his leg and fractured his bone... At that time, he still had his superpowers and recovered quickly. Now, Ren Hao felt that
if he jumped again, he would definitely need to recuperate for a month or two.

Xia Wanqiu didn't answer and silently watched TV, only tentatively touching Ren Hao with her pinky finger.
Ren Hao, unsure if Liu Sufeng had noticed, glanced at Xia Wanqiu without speaking, then spoke again, "Hey, I'm asking you a question.
Your mom's not coming today, is she?"

Xia Wanqiu glanced at him sideways, and as soon as Ren Hao leaned in, her pupils contracted, and she reflexively pushed him away
to express her disgust. She couldn't exactly say she wanted a kiss, could she? Her first kiss was that
accident .

Xia Wanqiu angrily shouted, "Are you trying to force a kiss on me! I'm telling you! I... I don't agree!"
At the same time, she playfully poked Ren Hao's eyeballs. Okay, there was a slight element of deliberate intent; Ren Hao was
becoming more and more mature in front of her every day, and the feeling of always being taken care of made her uncomfortable.

"Damn it... don't gouge my eyeballs!" Ren Hao had been swearing a lot lately, partly due to spending too much time with Gao Dahu and
his gang of thugs.

"Fine! You're insulting me again! I think you've gotten too bold lately! Insulting teachers! I'll report you to the principal tomorrow and get you
expelled !" Xia Wanqiu has been drinking more and more this year, because only when she's drunk and lets her guard down can she control Ren Hao.
Now she's very excited.

"Hey hey... I said my mom, not your mom! You can't be the same as me! Damn it... I'm going blind
!" Ren Hao still underestimated Xia Wanqiu's madness. Caught off guard, he fell for her. Xia Wanqiu even tried to push him down and
climb on top of him, so Ren Hao obediently lay down.

Then, "I'll sit on you until you die! I'll sit on you until you die!" Teacher Xia was wearing a nightgown, but she was wearing underwear.

"You're absolutely insane!"

"You're the one who's insane! I'll sit on you until you die! Huff... huff..." Xia Wanqiu had been wanting to try riding on someone's back for a long time. She pressed her hands
against Ren Hao's face, mischievously rubbing his handsome face until it was a mess. "You're always flirting with female
classmates! You're always flirting with female teachers!"

"Who did I flirt with... Besides, what business is it of yours who I flirt with!"

"I'm your dean of students! If I don't care, who will! This is my duty! Hmph, today I'll
teach you a lesson in how to be a person and how to be a student!"

"Get off me, or I'll spank your butt!" Ren Hao was actually restraining himself from letting Xia Wanqiu vent. She was a friend,
and a pretty one at that, so he was happy to let her vent, especially since their relationship was somewhat ambiguous.
But this position, which resembled a woman on top, was too much for Ren Hao.

"Try it!" Fueled by alcohol, Xia Wanqiu experienced a different kind of pleasure. She
had no shame in front of Ren Hao; he had seen everything she should and shouldn't have seen. So this time, she decided to seek
pleasure .

"Slap!" Ren Hao, seeing Xia Wanqiu's dazed and charming appearance, didn't flip her off but instead
slapped her .

"Ah—" A long, soft moan escaped Xia Wanqiu's lips as she slightly climaxed. She then placed her hands on Ren Hao's
chest muscles , closed her eyes, paused, and then deftly twisted her waist, pressing her wetness against Ren Hao's erect crotch,
rubbing back and forth, left and right, up and down.

Ren Hao, beneath her, could endure it once, twice, but how many times had this happened?

The nth time! If he let her go any longer, he'd be a eunuch!

Feeling like he wasn't acting like a man, Ren Hao was about to flip Xia Wanqiu over and have his way with her when his phone rang
.

Ren Hao snapped out of his daze, his reason returning. Seeing the tall, beautiful woman on his lap still writhing in pleasure, he slapped her again, clearly
annoyed .

"Oh! Ouch...you..."

"What 'you'! I already said I have a girlfriend...get down and answer the phone."

"Give me

your phone!" "Get down!"

Xia Wanqiu remained silent.

"Okay, I'll give you your phone, please stop being so awkward, I'm begging you."

Xia Wanqiu remained silent, but her slender waist stopped writhing. Ren Hao tentatively handed her the phone, but seeing that Xia Wanqiu didn't
reach out to take it, only slightly tilting her head, Ren Hao, being the shameless person he is, pressed the answer button and held it up for her.

"Who is it?" As she spoke, Xia Wanqiu felt a cool, wet sensation between her legs, realizing her embarrassment.
She subtly lifted her buttocks, making sure her most sensitive area didn't press against Ren Hao's erection.

"Sister Xia, this is Su Yun." The voice on the other end was cheerful. "Yueyan and I were shopping in Wangfujing. We just
saw a dress that would really suit you, a short black top. How about I buy it for you to try on?"

"I have enough clothes, I don't need it." The voice was very calm. Ren Hao felt like Xia Wanqiu was using him as a stool.

"You've been drinking again, haven't you?" Su Yun stuck her tongue out at Gu Yueyan in front of the Wangfujing Department Store. "If you
don't want it, we'll just buy our own. By the way, let's go to your place later, it's been a long time since we've been
."

"Let's talk about it another day, it's a bit inconvenient today."

"Oh, you have guests over?"

Xia Wanqiu glanced down at him out of the corner of her eye, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "No, just me." "

Hmm, I was just thinking of going to your place with Yueyan. Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow. Get some rest,
bye ."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Wanqiu sat on Ren Hao's lap again, and then... poured all the beer on the coffee table into Ren Hao's
mouth.

There were about ten cans of beer. Xia Wanqiu knew Ren Hao's alcohol tolerance, so she forced him to drink them all. Seeing Ren Hao make a fool of himself was her biggest interest
right now .

Afterwards, Xia Wanqiu got up and opened two more cases, pouring beer down his throat. Of course, she also drank quite a bit herself.
When the second case was almost empty, both of them were drunk and blacked out.

The next morning.

It's Sunday. Xia Wanqiu didn't set an alarm, and under the influence of alcohol, she's snoring slightly.

Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong...

Xia Wanqiu opened her eyes with a splitting headache, subconsciously glancing at the wall clock in the bedroom. It was already eight o'clock. Annoyed,
she turned over, scratching her itchy lower body, feeling a sticky, sticky mess. She frowned and looked
at it with disgust.

What was this yellowish-white stuff?

*Ding-dong*...

The doorbell rang again. Xia Wanqiu's headache contorted in pain. She rubbed her hair, trying to recall
last night ... Ren Hao had been here?

*Ding-dong*...

"Bang bang bang!"

"Sister Xia! I'll bang the door if you don't open it!" The person outside had been calling for so long and was getting uneasy.

Xia Wanqiu rubbed her eyes, grabbing a tissue and roughly touching her seemingly swollen groin
area got up to open the door, peeking through the peephole, then belatedly realized something. She told the two women outside to wait a little longer and
ran to the bedroom.

*Thump*, Xia Wanqiu stepped on something like a banana peel, falling hard on her bottom with a scream.

The knocking started again.

"I'm fine! I'm not dressed! Wait for me!" Xia Wanqiu rubbed her bottom and hurriedly ran back to the bedroom.

The first thing to do, of course, was to check her hymen. It was still there, but her mons pubis and labia majora and minora were very red and swollen,
similar to the day she was in the closet.

"Thank goodness, I didn't lose my virginity in a daze," was Xia Wanqiu's thought. Other than that, she didn't think anything was wrong,
because if it was Ren Hao, it was fine.

After wiping her buttocks with a damp towel, Xia Wanqiu quickly put on two pieces of clothing and went to the living room, where she saw a puddle on the floor
... sticky. She guessed that she had slipped on this stuff earlier.

The amount was exaggerated. Xia Wanqiu had to lie down and smell it to realize it was semen. Ren Hao had ejaculated between her
legs .

After cleaning it up, Xia Wanqiu sniffed the air, but her sense of smell was very poor after drinking, and she couldn't smell anything,
so she simply went to open the door.

"Sister Xia." Gu Yueyan, dressed casually, nodded politely.

"Sister Xia, you've finally opened the door! You know, we almost bumped into you!"

The two women outside greeted each other in unison. Su Yun, being the more lively one, cracked a little joke. However, Xia Wanqiu
had no sense of humor and didn't respond, leaving Su Yun feeling awkward.

Xia Wanqiu welcomed them in, closing the door behind her and saying, "Why are you here so late?" Among
the students , the three of them had a decent relationship, but because Xia Wanqiu's house was quite messy, they didn't come over often.

Su Yun piled the bags she was carrying onto the coffee table, then found a comfortable position and leaned back
on the sofa with a sigh of relief. "Oh my, Sister Xia, are you lovesick? The house is so clean! Um, well,
we wanted to come over yesterday, but you said it wasn't convenient. Hehe, you don't actually have a man, do you? You've been
acting really strange lately."

Gu Yueyan had clearly been dragged over by Su Yun. After greeting Xia Wanqiu, she pulled up
a chair and started browsing through the bookshelves, slowly beginning to read.

That's just how indifferent she is; there's nothing you can do about it.

Xia Wanqiu went to the kitchen to wash two teacups, poured tea, and handed them
to
she asked, "What clothes did you buy?" Her eyes caught sight of a small blanket curled up by the sofa, and her eyelids twitched. She quietly walked over, carried the blanket back to the bedroom, and when she came out, she heard Su Yun laugh, "Coats, pajamas,
underwear—we bought everything we could."

Gu Yueyan interjected, "I didn't buy anything; you bought it all."

Xia Wanqiu looked at Su Yun helplessly, shook her head, and sat down next to her. "Do you earn money like it grows on trees?
Why are you always so extravagant?"

Su Yun looked slightly annoyed, pouting as she looked at Xia Wanqiu. "Isn't the point of making money to spend it? I
understand. You can't let yourself suffer, even if it means suffering for others. And you, Miss, haven't you had enough of life yet?"

Xia Wanqiu shook her head to herself, went to the refrigerator and took out a can of beer. Just then, Su Yun, with
a "you've defeated me" expression, pleaded bitterly, "Sister Xia, my dear sister, can you please not drink today
? I'm begging you. Look at you... uh, you're a bit messy, but you look great."

Xia Wanqiu, who was about to open the tab, paused for a moment: "Really?"

Gu Yueyan also slowly closed her book. "Yes, you do look great today, but you should still drink less. Every time
you drink too much , it's not good for either of us."

"Yeah," Su Yun painfully patted her head, "Your voice immediately rose several octaves, making me shudder."
What Su Yun feared most was Xia Wanqiu's drunken appearance. It felt like even a simple sentence from her was about to escalate into a rage
.

Seeing Xia Wanqiu hesitate and put down her beer, Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief: "Did you just wake up?"

"Yeah, I was still asleep when you two rang the doorbell." Xia Wanqiu yawned, squinted her eyes, and
leaned back comfortably: "I was planning to take a nap." Her groin still hurt a bit, so she spread her legs wide, in a
rather unladylike posture.

"What happened to you? Did you get deflowered? Haha!"

"Get lost! You think everyone's like you, messing around with people in college!"

"That's normal, okay? To be honest, you and Yueyan are the ones with problems. You need to find a man to balance things out
."

Gu Yueyan hit Su Yun on the head with a book when she heard this. "You're so disrespectful. Have you forgotten how Sister Xia disciplined you?"

Su Yun chuckled and looked around, suddenly wanting to find a deck of cards to tell their fortunes. But when
her gaze fell under the coffee table, she gaped: "Sister Xia, why are you still smoking?"

Xia Wanqiu closed her eyes and asked curiously: "No, why?"

"You don't smoke...you don't smoke?" Su Yun muttered, even more surprised. Suddenly, she
bent down and picked up two packs of cigarettes from the ground, running to Gu Yueyan's side with a bewildered expression. She hurriedly whispered, "Yueyan
, look, Sister Xia said she doesn't smoke."

Gu Yueyan frowned and looked at them curiously. "Chunghwa, Su cigarettes, where did you find them?"

Su Yun pointed to the coffee table. "I picked them up from the ground."

Xia Wanqiu's eyes flickered. "The ground? I didn't buy them..." Before she could finish
speaking, Xia Wanqiu frowned and fell silent.

She didn't explain; she knew Su Yun's personality and had to handle it calmly.

Su Yun glanced at the silent Xia Wanqiu, then looked at the two packs of cigarettes in her hand. Her expression suddenly changed, and she
nudged Gu Yueyan in disbelief. "God! I understand! Sister Xia...she actually has a man!"

Even Gu Yueyan, who was usually unfazed by pressure, was slightly taken aback. She looked at Xia Wanqiu.
"Sis, you're dating someone?"

Xia Wanqiu glared at Su Yun. "Don't listen to her nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense." Su Yun flicked her cigarette. "This cigarette is solid proof. Otherwise, if you don't smoke, how would this thing be on the floor
in your house ?"

Xia Wanqiu pondered for a moment, her eyes flashing. "It might have been left behind by someone."

"Who? A man or a woman?"

"...My dad?"

Su Yun burst into laughter, then clutched her stomach and said firmly, "Impossible." With a smug
sense of discovering a secret, she said, "Your dad's been paralyzed for a long time, Sister Xia. You should just confess. Hmm, is it that Ruan Jingyuan in your
office ? I've noticed he's interested in you for a while now."

Xia Wanqiu was thick-skinned, her brows furrowing. She said, "What do I need to confess? Don't
overthink it."

Gu Yueyan turned around and looked at her seriously. "Just tell us. I promise we won't spread it."

"Yueyan, why are you making things worse? I already said no!" Gu Yueyan was usually very quiet, so her words
carried weight, which made Xia Wanqiu a little anxious.

"Wow!" Su Yun's eyes were full of excitement: "She's actually shy! My goodness! Am I
seeing things?"

Xia Wanqiu deliberately glared at the two of them, her face flushed, and gently got up: "I'll go
wash up first."

Behind her, Su Yun whispered to Gu Yueyan.

Xia Wanqiu, who had reached the bathroom door, clearly heard Su Yun's whispers. She sighed helplessly, then turned back and
explained, "If I really had a boyfriend, how could I hide it from you two?" She then opened the bathroom door,
turned around , and went inside.

She wanted to date, but he already had a boyfriend, and he was also her teacher. She had to think twice before dating him
.

The bathroom was almost pitch black. Xia Wanqiu sighed softly.

Click.

Xia Wanqiu gently pulled the light cord!

One second…

two seconds…

three seconds…

Xia Wanqiu rubbed her eyes hard, then blinked in disbelief…

Hiss!

Xia Wanqiu gasped!

Su Yun looked strangely at Xia Wanqiu, who was standing motionless in front of the toilet, then craned her neck to
look inside: “Sister Xia, what’s wrong?”

Xia Wanqiu was completely stunned!

In that corner, a naked young man was curled up asleep like a log!

It was Ren Hao!

It was actually Ren Hao!

Su Yun, who wasn’t far from the toilet, slowly walked over, craning her neck: “Sister Xia?” She peered
through , seeing only darkness, then took a few more steps forward.

Gu Yueyan also looked over there curiously: “What happened?”

Thump!

Xia Wanqiu suddenly woke up: "It's nothing!" She slammed the door shut behind her, leaning against it and
using her head to block the small glass window. Then, taking advantage of her long legs, she pulled her toes out of her shoes and
poked Ren Hao.

"Get up... hurry up!" Xia Wanqiu lowered her voice, the sensation of her bare feet making her heart
tremble. Ren Hao's body... how to describe it? It felt so good on her feet.

Anyway, the sensitive toes of the young lady felt
her body .

"Ugh... Mom, stop it..."

"Who's your mom! Get up!" Xia Wanqiu tried her best to lower her voice, her tone icy.

Ren Hao mumbled a couple of times, opened his eyes groggily, looked around, and saw that the angle was just right to see Xia Wanqiu's delicate
soles. He grabbed them and tickled them, and the young lady couldn't help but giggle.

"Sister Xia? Have you lost your mind?" The people outside could hear clearly.

"What's it to me? Can't you come up with a joke?!" Xia Wanqiu stomped on Ren Hao, shouting
rudely .

Ren Hao was momentarily confused, then realized his predicament.

He'd been cornered again…

Ren Hao wondered if he was the protagonist of a pornographic novel? So unlucky, always getting cornered!

"Why didn't you leave last night! Why were you in the bathroom! I want you to explain yourself clearly in the shortest possible way
!" Xia Wanqiu squatted down, pinching Ren Hao fiercely, squeezing out these words through gritted teeth.

Ren Hao grabbed Xia Xiaomao's two flailing claws. "You're asking me... I blacked out." He pulled her into
his arms , pinched her nose, and rubbed it with a little force. "Yesterday you were the one who invited me to your house, and you were the one who got me
to drink... Also, I drank two bottles while you only drank one, two to one! You have to make it up to me later!"

"Get to the point!"

"Isn't that the point?" "

Is that so?"

Ren Hao sensed the murderous intent, but still answered with what he considered humor, "Who says it isn't?" He even
sang this out in a little tune, quite gloating. After all,

he was a veteran of many battles; his composure in this kind of situation was second nature. Joking around was a piece of cake for him. But

Ren Hao's amusement lasted only three seconds before Xia Xiaomao opened her mouth wide and bit Ren Hao's heart.

"Ugh—hiss—let go! I remember the important point!"

"Say it!"

"Uh, okay, okay, that..."

"Hmm?!"

"Wait a minute, I remember now, you made me drink, you kept making me drink, you kept making me drink, you kept making me drink...hiss—
yes, I remember now, after I drank, you forced me to take off my clothes! Ah—don't bite! Okay, okay, I took them off myself,
and then ...you forced me to do it all over again like last time in the closet, ah—no, no, it was me, it was me who asked for it,
and then you made me...I made you sleep with me, and I even went to your bedroom, and when I woke up in the middle of the night, I went to sleep on the sofa."
Under Xia Xiaomao's sharp claws, Ren Hao twisted the facts to suit her wishes: "It's all my fault?"

Xia Xiaomao nodded in satisfaction, and then used both her hands and mouth. Her progress was—now she could
"torture" Ren Hao without drinking.

Of course, she remembered what happened last night, but Ren Hao went along with her wishes, which was still a little heartwarming, so
this time the torture was very gentle, not much different from the fun between men and women.

Xia Wanqiu took a deep breath, because Ren Hao's body odor smelled good. She then feigned anger,
remembering that while Ren Hao couldn't see, he could surely sense her breath.

So she said, "I'm very angry!" Her tone was furious, and she shamelessly declared with righteous indignation.
"But as your teacher, I still have a basic sense of tolerance. So, help me handle this
matter properly and keep it from being discovered by outsiders, and I'll forgive you, understand?"

"Understood."

"Go on! Why didn't you come out and tell me when Yueyan and the others rang the doorbell?"

"I...Teacher Xia, I wasn't awake, okay?"

Xia Wanqiu wasn't trying to be cute; she was a little dizzy in Ren Hao's arms, which made her look foolish. "They
were knocking , didn't you hear them?! Are you a pig?" Xia Wanqiu wanted to praise herself for being clever.

"Yes, I'm a dead pig hanging in front of the butcher's stall."

In the dimly lit bathroom, Xia Wanqiu grinned, but didn't laugh out loud. Humor actually worked on her too
.

After a moment of silence, Xia Wanqiu suddenly said, "I was lucky I wasn't pregnant last time, but I don't
know . Maybe the sperm got in."

"Huh?"

"I was being careful when I got up, and only felt relieved when I saw you weren't on the sofa. If I had known you were still there,
I wouldn't have opened the door."

Do you think I'm an idiot? This is the same sentence from beginning to end?

"Teacher Xia, it's all my fault about last night. I was wrong, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have drunk so much." Ren Hao glanced at her and
said seriously, "Go ahead and tell me, do whatever you want with me."

"Excellent men are responsible." Xia Wanqiu never said it directly, only letting Ren Hao understand it himself.
Ren Hao had never disappointed her in this regard, only occasionally pretending not to know to tease her. She wasn't stupid; she understood everything.

"I'll take responsibility." Ren Hao didn't disappoint her, but Xia Wanqiu...

Xia Wanqiu jumped up, silently turned on the tap, and started washing her face aimlessly.
The cold water cooled her burning, liver-colored face. "Then..." "

Then you must take responsibility," but the "then" trembled, and Xia Wanqiu paused reflexively,
losing all . She really wanted to say it, but her eccentric nature wouldn't allow her to speak easily.

Xia Wanqiu started brushing her teeth aimlessly again, brushing so hard that her gums bled.

"You've been having some internal heat lately... um, eat less oily food..." Ren Hao felt really embarrassed, not even
knowing had said, and he even used a respectful form of address.

"You...you...you..." Xia Wanqiu pulled the toothbrush out of her mouth, extended her white index finger, and pointed at Ren Hao with a very
forceful "you," but the result... was as comical as if she were practicing her tone.

"You...you have to take responsibility, um, take responsibility for handling this matter properly, and...you...you...you..." Xia
Wanqiu paused, coughed twice, "You absolutely cannot go out, you absolutely cannot let Gu Yueyan and the others see you, I
'll try my best...to take them out, find the right opportunity, and you leave, understand?" That wasn't what she really meant.

"That's it? You mean this responsibility?"

"Yes!" Xia Wanqiu responded coldly, then heard Ren Hao exhale, the veins on his forehead bulging, but
he held back from retaliating.

Was it possible not to retaliate?

After brushing her teeth and rinsing her mouth, Xia Wanqiu spat directly onto Ren Hao, "Sorry, I spat a little off-center
."

Completely from two different directions! This disgusted Ren Hao quite a bit. He wiped his face; the smell was the fresh
scent , but it was mainly a psychological feeling.

"I'm leaving, hello."

Ren Hao raised his hand, thought for a moment and didn't give the middle finger, but instead gave a thumbs-up in encouragement.

That's what he said, but deep down, Ren Hao was really unsure. Seeing Xia Wanqiu grit her teeth and open the door,
Ren Hao, shirtless, quickly found the darkest corner, gently moved the plastic basin blocking it, and squatted down.

"Sister Xia, Sister Xia, don't hide it from us anymore." The outgoing Su Yun pulled her and started chattering.

"How many times do I have to tell you before you believe me?" Xia Wanqiu's gaze drifted to the playing cards under the coffee table, and she quickly
bent down , grabbed them, and gently tossed them onto Su Yun's lap: "Here, don't you love fortune telling? Tell my fortune today too."

Su Yun pouted and rolled her eyes at Xia Wanqiu, muttering, "Changing the subject, hmph." Then,
she skillfully shuffled the cards and pushed them to Xia Wanqiu: "Shuffle the cards, I'll tell your fortune after I'm done."

As Xia Wanqiu shuffled, she pondered how to get the two of them to leave, but Ren Hao's shirtless, muscular
appearance kept popping into her mind, and she couldn't come up with an idea for a long time.

"Let's begin."

Su Yun professionally and quickly laid the cards on the sofa, then turned them over one by one according to procedure. As the cards
were revealed, Su Yun's eyes slowly changed.

Finally, she covered her mouth in astonishment: "Guess what I figured out?" Seeing Xia Wanqiu and Gu Yueyan
's suspicious gazes, Su Yun blinked in surprise: "Right now, right now, Sister Xia's house... has
a man hiding there!"

Xia Wanqiu's delicate body immediately tensed up, and she nervously scrambled the cards aside: "
Nonsense , toilet, ze, there's no man in this house!" She almost let something
slip.

Su Yun blinked at Xia Wanqiu, then winked mischievously at Gu Yueyan, "Oh—Sister Xia is
nervous Yueyan, let's split up and search, we have to find him."

Gu Yueyan shook her head, not moving; she wasn't interested.

"Xiao Yun!" Xia Wanqiu didn't dare to be too obvious, so she could only watch helplessly as Su Yun ransacked the house.

The bedroom, under the bed, the wardrobe—Su Yun didn't miss a thing.

"Come out already! Hmph! I've already seen you!"

Ren Hao, hiding in the bathroom, shook his head; too naive.

After a while, Su Yun returned dejectedly: "No way, how come there's nothing there?"

Xia Wanqiu sighed: "Now you believe me, right?" Su Yun, her mouth dry, went to the other end of the living room to pick up
the kettle. Xia Wanqiu moved an empty cup on the coffee table: "Don't put the lid on, pour me a cup too." After Su Yun's
antics, Xia Wanqiu broke out in a cold sweat and was now slightly thirsty.

Beer wasn't allowed, so she could only drink water.

Su Yun gulped down a few mouthfuls of hot tea, put down the cup, and looked back at Xia Wanqiu: "Is there anywhere else in your house
where someone can hide?"

Xia Wanqiu, leaning back on the sofa, glared at her, then turned away, ignoring her.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. I won't look for it anymore, alright?" Su Yun stuck out her tongue, casually
took a step to the side, turned the doorknob beside her, and stepped into the darkness. "By the way, pour yourself some water
."

"You're so lazy!"

"It's not that I don't want to pour it for you, I need to go to the bathroom first."

Xia Wanqiu suddenly turned around!

Seeing Su Yun walk into the bathroom, she almost tripped and fell!

Going to the toilet?

Su Yun finished speaking, then, without looking at Xia Wanqiu again, turned and disappeared into the bathroom, her slender arm lightly
reaching for the light switch on her right!

Ren Hao, huddled in the corner, had his eyes, adjusted to the darkness, clearly see Su Yun's figure,
even the expression on her face.

"Xiao Yun!" Xia Wanqiu's loud voice came from the living room: "Come out quickly!"

Click…

Su Yun, who had just turned on the energy-saving light, hadn't even closed the door when she was startled by Xia Wanqiu's voice.
She turned back and peeked through the crack in the door: "What's wrong, Sister Xia?"

Xia Wanqiu knew she couldn't let Su Yun turn around, or she would definitely find out. She hurriedly put down her water glass and ran over,
making up a reason: "I'll go first, I'm in a bit of a hurry." She gently grabbed Su Yun's arm
and pulled her out.

"Ah, Sister Xia, what are you doing?" Su Yun struggled, refusing to leave no matter what. "No, no, you're in a hurry
, and so am I. I'll be done in a minute, please wait a bit!"

Ren Hao squatted a meter behind Su Yun, controlling his breathing as he watched the two of them fight over the toilet, a chill running down his spine and a slight
ache in his testicles.

However, the chubby Su Yun was no match for the tall and strong Xia Wanqiu. Suddenly, she
was pulled of the toilet by Xia Wanqiu, who then squeezed through the crack in the door and slammed the small bathroom door shut:
"My stomach hurts, let me go first."

Whew...

Ren Hao broke out in a cold sweat.

"Yueyan, Sister Xia is bullying me." Su Yun grinned and complained to Gu Yueyan, who was reading a book, then angrily
leaned against the small bathroom window, staring straight at her: "Sister Xia, hurry up!"

Xia Wanqiu was startled, quickly glancing at Ren Hao out of the corner of her eye, her face flushed as she looked at the glass window and frowned: "Go play some cards
first , don't watch me here."

Su Yun chuckled, her eyes widening as she scrutinized her: "No way, who told you to bully people?"
Her gaze lingered on Xia Wanqiu's lower abdomen, waiting for her to take off her pants.

Because outsiders rarely came to the house, the glass hadn't been replaced with an opaque frosted glass during the renovation.

Xia Wanqiu's face hardened: "I'm not used to you looking at me!" She really wasn't used to it; both of them were watching. Ren Hao was one thing
, but Su Yun? Xia Wanqiu wasn't used to being seen naked, regardless of gender.

Su Yun rolled her eyes with a smile, looking like she wouldn't leave even if you killed her, making Xia Wanqiu grit her teeth in
anger.

The window's view covered almost the entire bathroom. Afraid of being discovered by Su Yun, Ren Hao had already moved to the edge
, level with the toilet door. Diagonally opposite him was Xia Wanqiu's face.

Xia Wanqiu hesitated, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Ren Hao. Then, she awkwardly glanced outside,
then back at Ren Hao, her brows furrowed. She first pulled down her shirt hem, then her pants, revealing
she wasn't wearing underwear .

Her face flushed, she sat on the toilet seat, the cool touch especially
sensitive to Ren Hao's gaze. Yes, Ren Hao could see clearly, but he gentlemanly closed his eyes, naturally
obscuring any of the white, tender flesh.

Xia Wanqiu's pupils flickered with uncertainty at Ren Hao's actions. The blush not only spread across her cheeks but also
gradually reached her neck. Seeing was one thing, but not seeing left Xia Wanqiu feeling awkward.

Would he like someone who was naturally bald?

Would she believe in superstitions and think that being a jinx would be disliked?

"Ahem..." Xia Wanqiu coughed, and Ren Hao's heart skipped a beat. He opened his eyes and was stunned. Xia Wanqiu's blush
deepened , and it even climbed onto her full breasts inside her shirt. Her heart was about to jump into her throat. When she was sure that Ren Hao
had seen it, she squeezed her legs together.

"Wow!" Su Yun, who was leaning against the window, exclaimed loudly, "Yueyan, come and see! Sister Xia's figure is just amazing!
Sigh, I wish I could lose weight like you." Su Yun blinked enviously. From her angle, she
couldn't see Xia Wanqiu's private parts.

Xia Wanqiu looked up at her: "Don't look."

"I won't look, I won't look. It's so discouraging. She's tall and not thin. Her thighs look really strong..." Su
Yun's head disappeared outside the glass window, and her voice drifted away: "Sister Xia, hurry up, I really can't hold it in anymore."

Only when she heard Su Yun and Gu Yueyan's soft voices did Xia Wanqiu's embarrassment ease, and she became completely shy
. She reached for her pants, hesitated, and then abandoned the idea. She squinted at
Ren Hao, who was squatting there; he had his eyes closed again, which made her less nervous.

"I can only stall for five minutes at most. In those five minutes, you…it's your turn to think of a solution!"
Without showing any emotion , Xia Wanqiu checked the angle to confirm that Ren Hao had definitely seen everything. Now it was up to him to see his
attitude.

If he distanced himself, it meant he didn't like women without hair, and what would she do…she was born with it.

Ren Hao wasn't as calm as he appeared. Those smooth, delicious "big buns" would have
been attractive even to an innocent little boy, because they were truly beautiful and alluring, unlike the fuzzy hair of ordinary women, which
would disgust a child.

"Let me think."

Xia Wanqiu didn't say anything. With Ren Hao's eyes closed, she boldly stared. Women are lustful too; after all,
the world judges by appearances, and that's how realistic it is.

What to do…what should she do…?

Three minutes later.

Frustrated, Su Yun returned to the bathroom door. "Sister Xia, are you trying to torture me? God, I was just
joking with you, did you really take it seriously? Please, if you don't come out soon, I really will!" Su
Yun clutched her lower abdomen, her face flushed.

Xia Wanqiu glanced at Ren Hao and smacked her lips. "Wait a little longer, my stomach hurts a bit." Ren Hao also grabbed
his hair; neither of them could come up with a solution.

So, they couldn't let Su Yun go to the kitchen to relieve herself?

"I believe you don't have a man, okay? My dear sister, please let me in, please..."

A

series of scratching sounds drifted into the bathroom, sending chills down their spines, and they covered their ears.

Just as Xia Wanqiu was about to collapse, the scratching suddenly stopped. Su Yun cried out "Ah!"
and then began frantically calling for Gu Yueyan, "Yueyan, Yueyan! Come here! Come here!" Her previously listless
voice suddenly became energetic.

"What is it?"

"Oh dear! Come and see for yourself! Quick!"

Xia Wanqiu and Ren Hao's hearts clenched, not understanding what Su Yun had discovered.

"Look, Sister Xia was so adamant about not having a man, humph, what's this?"

"Huh, how come Sister Xia has this in her house?"

"Hmm? There's another one over there!"

Hearing the two whispering, Ren Hao and Xia Wanqiu's hearts were in their throats.

"Yueyan, Xiaoyun, what is it? Why are you so surprised?" Xia Wanqiu asked casually
.

"It's... um... it's..." Gu Yueyan was too embarrassed to say, and Su Yun chimed in, "It's
... a men's t-shirt!" They found two.

"Oh... it's a unisex t-shirt!" Xia Wanqiu repeated Ren Hao's words.

"But, there's also a pair of boxer briefs!"

Xia Wanqiu and Ren Hao's expressions changed drastically!

Little did they know, the crisis was far from over. Gu Yueyan let out a strange "Huh?" and said, "Xiaoyun,
feel these panties." She naively thought they belonged to Xia Wanqiu; she had boxer briefs too.

Two seconds later, Su Yun's shocked voice suddenly boomed, "My God! Throw them away! Ugh—! They're filthy
! This sticky stuff is semen! A man's semen!"

Gu Yueyan had never encountered this stuff before. Her face changed instantly, and she flung the panties away, followed by a series of
retching sounds.

Su Yun stomped her feet and shouted, "Sister Xia…you're still denying it! You slept together and still won't admit it!"

In the tiny bathroom, barely two square meters,

Xia Wanqiu awkwardly covered her eyes, rubbing her temples repeatedly. It was certain that
if Xia Wanqiu were given a crack in the floor right now, she would disappear without hesitation! No matter

how thick-skinned she was, it wouldn't work!

A pair of panties stained with semen had once again pushed the two of them to the brink.

Nothing could be worse!

Stimulated by the smell on her underwear, Su Yun forgot about going to the toilet and excitedly clutched her stomach, saying, "Yueyan, the semen
hasn't scabbed over yet, the man must still be in the house. Let's split up and search, we have to find him!"

Gu Yueyan frowned, her voice rising slightly for the first time, "Don't mention that to me, it's disgusting! Do
n't be annoying, Sister Xia must have her reasons for not saying anything."

Su Yun chuckled nonchalantly, "If you won't go, I will. That man must be from our school. Sister Xia
is afraid of being embarrassed, so she's hiding him. Hmph, I want to see who dares to date Sister Xia, they're really
reckless ... oh no... they really have good taste, hehe, good taste." Su Yun almost misspoke and quickly corrected herself.

The bookshelves, coffee table, sofa, TV cabinet—none of the living room furnishings could hide him. Su Yun then turned her attention
to the kitchen and bedroom, letting out a strange laugh, and skipped off to search.

Semen stains, short hair—these drew Su Yun's excited shouts. Her unscrupulous friend was very excited.

The temperature inside the restroom was rising.

Desperate, Ren Hao and Xia Wanqiu stared at each other, neither uttering a word.

One minute…

two minutes…

after a series of footsteps, Su Yun said sullenly, “Why isn’t he here yet? That can’t be! Yueyan, do
you think that man just left and we arrived right after, so we didn’t see him?”

“I don’t know.” Gu Yueyan, though somewhat interested in the man—after all, he was Xia Wanqiu’s man—couldn’t help but be curious, even with her
usually indifferent nature. However, she didn’t want to embarrass Xia Wanqiu, so she
wouldn’t press the matter.

“I need to think back. I think I encountered a few men when I entered the complex.” Su Yun’s words made Ren Hao and Xia
Wanqiu both breathe a sigh of relief. However, before they could even exhale completely, Su Yun slapped her forehead and shouted,
“The restroom! I haven’t even looked for the restroom yet! Hehe! He must be inside! Sister Xia, open the door! Let us see
him!” Thump,

thump, thump…

Su Yun kept banging on the door!

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