[Urban] Stunning Beauty (Complete) - 4-6

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Chapter 29.

A Minor Character Even a lowly police station chief in Beijing was not to be underestimated. He slowly circled around, probing for the maximum benefit he could gain.

"That young lady is a distant relative of ours..."

Fang Yuan's face was expressionless, her voice indifferent. But to Chief Huang, it carried immense pressure.

"Sigh, last night, we received instructions from above and arranged for Miss Zuo Lan to stay at the community guesthouse; it's quiet and comfortable there. As for that bastard, he's still being held here..."

Chief Huang tried hard to make his smile appear humble.

"If my cousin hadn't begged me to come, you know, it wouldn't be convenient for me to come in this kind of situation..."

Fang Yuan didn't want to beat around the bush with these people; her willingness to sit here was already a great favor. That's how it is in some circles: treat someone like a bastard, and they'll respect you; if you're polite, be careful, or they might turn around and bite you.

"Yes, yes, haha, we really didn't expect you to condescend to come..."

Director Huang felt uneasy, his face stiffened, and a chill ran down his spine. An ominous premonition crept into his heart. He bowed slightly, nodded to Qin Yang, and grinned. He suddenly realized that his earlier disdain for this young man might have been a bit excessive. He truly hadn't expected the daughter-in-law of this former Ministry of Public Security veteran, the wife of the Director-General of the Ministry of Public Security stationed at the United Nations Interpol Headquarters, to come in person, let alone that she would openly claim Zuo Lan as her relative. He had originally intended to handle this case as usual, trying to smooth things over and gain some benefits from both sides. But unexpectedly, less than 24 hours had passed, and a complete upheaval had occurred. Now, judging from Fang Yuan's tone, it seemed even flattering her was too late.

“If you have trouble resolving this here, then report the case upwards,”

Fang Yuan said impatiently, glancing at the wall clock and the banner. “I’m a bit more familiar with them, so it’ll be easier for me to talk to them…”

Chief Huang broke out in a cold sweat. The “they” Fang Yuan referred to were, of course, the higher-ups. It would be convenient to talk to them, but if that were the case, he would be in real trouble. He cursed inwardly at the leader who had called yesterday—all he said was that he needed to look into the case, nothing more! Who knew such a high-ranking person would be at his door today! He secretly rejoiced that if he hadn’t been politically astute and professionally astute enough to arrange for the nanny to leave in time, he probably wouldn’t even know how he died facing Fang Yuan today.

“Please wait a moment, I’ll go and look into it myself. It should be almost resolved by now…”

Chief Huang stood up nervously and rushed out. At this point, he didn't care about saving face anymore, because he'd completely messed everything up!

Fang Yuan and Qin Yang chatted idly in the office. Qin Yang had been worried that Zuo Lan had been wronged; the recent news reports about the messy state of the public security system had made him very anxious. Hearing that Zuo Lan was staying at a guesthouse and hadn't suffered any unfair treatment, he felt a little calmer. He hadn't expected Fang Yuan to have such power. Just seeing the meticulous, experienced, and shrewd Director Huang become a lamb to the slaughter in front of her was enough to convince him that Fang Yuan's backing was definitely not small. However, it wasn't convenient for him to ask, and it wasn't convenient for her to say.

Half an hour later, Director Huang, covered in sweat, rushed in excitedly.

"The man has reached an agreement and decided to drop the case. He's also willing to give the nanny, oh no, Zuo Lan, some emotional distress compensation..."

Qin Yang was somewhat shocked. He knew a bit about the protracted and bureaucratic processes of so-called mediation, but this swift and decisive outcome, completely favorable to Zuo Lan's side, left him speechless for a long time.

Fang Yuan also seemed surprised by the one-sided result. "Director Huang's efficiency is truly remarkable..."

Her words were a sincere compliment.

"Hehe, you flatter me, you flatter me. Um, I came over to ask if our side has any further conditions. If not, I'll drop the case and let them go home..."

Director Huang's face lit up like sunshine.

"What's your opinion?"

Fang Yuan turned to Qin Yang and asked.

"The compensation is unnecessary. Let him keep it for his own medical treatment. However, he must apologize to Zuo Lan."

"Hmm, good, indeed a reasonable and understanding person!"

Director Huang gave a short, thick thumbs-up in praise. "I'll take care of it right away."

"Thank you for your trouble..."

Fang Yuan smiled for the first time.

"Oh, you're too kind, hehe..."

Director Huang was overjoyed.

He had plenty of ways to deal with low-level characters like that associate professor. A few colleagues gave him a stern look in the interrogation room, and he even smashed a chair; the bastard was completely smitten. As for the associate professor's wife, that was easy too. Director Huang played the recording of her husband's honest confession on his phone right in front of her, and she immediately collapsed.

"The nanny's phone also has the recording of the scene, but I can't play it for you now..."

Director Huang said with a smile.

The rest was easy. Whatever Director Huang said, the couple could only nod. These two naive girls were just being lewd, not really lewd; Director Huang knew that perfectly well.

Director Huang left the office, humming a few tunes in high spirits. An apology was necessary, but so was emotional distress compensation. The nanny didn't want it; he'd keep it as office expenses.

The sunlight at the police station entrance was blinding. Fang Yuan watched the pretty young nanny throw herself into Qin Yang's arms, feeling strange. She liked Qin Yang, but seeing him holding Zuo Lan, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all… Chapter

30. Chapter Thirty: Feelings for You

Fang Yuan didn't want to disturb their time together, nor did she care to find out what their relationship was. In Beijing, she had to restrain her enthusiasm for Qin Yang. So, after a brief greeting to Zuo Lan, she called a car and went home.

"Are you alright?"

Qin Yang asked, putting his arm around Zuo Lan's shoulder.

"Yeah, I even dreamed about you last night,"

she smiled, "I didn't expect you to come so quickly…"

Her big eyes were watery, making him feel a little heartbroken.

"Don't do such silly things again. If anything happens, just tell me…"

"Okay."

She leaned her head against his chest, "What's wrong with your phone?"

"Nothing…"

"Then why can't I get through…"

She stared into his eyes.

"Oh..."

He suddenly realized he had changed his phone number; he had long ago thrown the old SIM card in the trash.

"You don't want me to find you?"

"No, it's not like that..."

He hugged her tightly, gently kissing her tearful eyes, though he wasn't sure if she was right.

"The police asked if I had any relatives in the area, and I thought of you,"

she said softly, "Did I put you in a difficult position?"

"How could that be? Aren't I your cousin?"

He smiled awkwardly, perhaps he really should have been nicer to this girl.

"I was so anxious and scared at the time, I couldn't remember what to call you."

She smiled awkwardly too.

"Actually, calling me cousin is fine too. Aren't cousins the closest people to each other..."

Qin Yang tried to lighten the mood.

Zuo Lan was stunned for a moment, a large blush spreading across her face. "Am I your closest person?"

"..."

Qin Yang wasn't the type to talk nonsense, so this question left him speechless.

The two faced each other awkwardly for a while, until Zuo Lan was the first to let go of her resentment. Perhaps she had been too greedy. Knowing that some things were unattainable, why did she still make things difficult for him? She shook his arm. "Walk with me for a while. The sunshine is so warm today, it feels so nice..."

"Okay."

He looked at the girl earnestly, a ripple of emotion stirring in his heart.

When they returned to their rented room, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Zuo Lan said she was tired and wanted to sleep for a while. He said she should sleep in my room; it would probably be more comfortable. She nodded obediently, took off her clothes, climbed into his large bed, and covered herself with his thick blanket. Smelling his scent brought her peace; smelling her own scent made her smile secretly. Some happiness, though fleeting, is unforgettable.

He sat by the bed, holding her hand, muttering incoherently, but soon she fell into a sweet sleep. He sat there stiffly, afraid to let go of her hand, lest he disturb her dreams. This young girl, burdened with the heavy weight of her family, had already suffered much; this latest ordeal and fright had truly exhausted her. He stroked her soft, long hair, his heart momentarily in turmoil.

He heard her stomach rumble twice; perhaps because she hadn't eaten properly since yesterday, she was hungry. He smiled slightly, tucked her hand under the blanket, and, while she slept soundly, decided to get her something to eat.

The kitchen was a mess, as if it hadn't been used for days. Imagining Zuo Lan's listless and disoriented state, his nose tingled with sadness. He cooked a bowl of instant noodles, following Zuo Lan's instructions: bring it to a boil over high heat, then pour in a bowl of cold water. Zuo Lan said this method made the noodles more elastic and delicious. He added two eggs to the pot, watching the two pretty sunflowers gradually float to the surface, which lifted his spirits considerably.

When he carried the noodles into the room, Zuo Lan was already sitting up in bed.

"Why are you up?"

he asked.

"I thought you left again..."

She lowered her head shyly. She had just woken up from a nightmare, and when she opened her eyes to find him not beside her, her heart almost stopped beating.

"Are you hungry?"

He didn't dare look her in the eye; he felt his heart being gripped tightly by her. He had felt this strange sensation before with Lin Feier, but it had been buried for many years.

"You cooked this?"

Zuo Lan looked at the noodles in his hand with surprise. "It smells so good!"

Her smile was so radiant that he suddenly realized she had become much prettier in the few days they hadn't seen each other.

"Eat it while it's hot..."

"Okay."

Zuo Lan smiled gratefully, took the bowl, and ate with gusto, not because it tasted good, but because she was happy. So she wouldn't tell him that he hadn't actually added any seasoning or salt.

Qin Yang looked at her with affection, somewhat dazed. This scene was somewhat familiar; sometimes he couldn't even tell if she was Lin Feier or Zuo Lan.

"How long has it been since you went home?"

he asked.

"About two years..."

"Not even for the New Year?"

"It's hard to find a nanny during the New Year, so I stay to earn a little more..."

Her eyes were smiling, but she couldn't hide the deep disappointment. "Besides, the train tickets back are too expensive..."

"Okay."

He nodded, remaining silent for a long time.

"I'll go back with you in a couple of days..."

he said.

"Huh?"

She froze, her eyes wide, her lips trembling slightly.

"I'll go back with you to take a look, and I'll bring your brother's betrothal money over too..."

His voice was still so warm, penetrating straight to her heart.

Tears welled up instantly, falling into the soup bowl with a series of soft splashes...

Chapter 31. Exploding Happiness

"If you come back with me, what should I tell my family? Say you're my friend? My boss? Or..."

It took Zuo Lan a long time to come to her senses. She suddenly felt like she had fallen into a huge ball of cotton candy, sweet and soft, her heart filled with a warm and indescribable comfort. Her head drooped slightly, revealing her fair neck, a few strands of hair slipping down her ears, framing her delicate, shy face, making her look so beautiful.

"Just say you're your man..."

He took her hand, gently stroking her face, his palm filled with indescribable tenderness.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, her whole being seemed to bloom, suddenly radiant with vitality. She let out a soft moan and pounced on him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, showering him with kisses like a storm.

He hadn't expected her to be so swift, and she pinned him to the bed. He laughed as he tried to dodge her advances, but she held him tightly, and he couldn't escape. He wondered where this little girl got such strength. He was almost suffocating from her kisses and could only gasp for breath

, begging for mercy. "You have to keep your word, okay..."

she said, stopping panting and gently biting his lips.

"Okay, I know."

He stroked her back with one hand and grasped her proud breasts with the other, capturing the tender pink nipple. Something strange had happened to her body, giving him an inexplicable, uncontrollable urge. She seemed to have transformed from a youthful beauty into a true beauty.

As his actions grew more passionate, her hands unceremoniously slipped inside his clothes. "A man should sleep with a woman..."

she whispered sweetly in his ear, her face flushed.

"Wait a minute, I'll go wash up first..."

He leaped up, shaking off her entanglement with the halberd, and rushed into the bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror, he gasped for breath. He couldn't believe that Zuo Lan's gentle caress had almost caused him to ejaculate prematurely. Ah, thank goodness he escaped quickly, otherwise he would have been so embarrassed in front of such a beauty! What was wrong with him today? Was he really that craving her body?

Qin Yang turned down the water temperature; the cold water would help him clear his head and also teach that unruly halberd some manners, showing it what organization and discipline meant. With a beautiful woman in front of him, it wasn't something he could just do whenever he wanted.

Just as his body temperature returned to a safe level, Zuo Lan, naked, squeezed in.

"Let's shower together, it'll be warmer..."

She hugged him from behind, pressing her body against the curves of his back.

"Mmm."

He turned and hugged her back, turning up the water temperature. Glistening water droplets danced excitedly on their skin, making the small bathroom glow with a spring-like light.

Zuo Lan poured shower gel into her hands, starting from his chest and slowly spreading it over his entire body. Her soft hands traced circles on his skin, large and small, one inside the other, each one penetrating his skin and making him feel incredibly comfortable. She knelt down, supporting his waist, playfully breathing warm air onto his penis, then tracing circles on it with her index finger… The rising steam in the bathroom gave Qin Yang a sudden illusion; he felt like Tang Sanzang trapped in the Spider Cave, and she like a seductive little demon. He absolutely refused to believe that Tang Sanzang hadn't felt a urge to have some fun with the little demon.

He wanted to reach out and pull her into his arms. She seemed to have anticipated his intentions, giggling as she nimbly slipped away from under his arm. She poured shower gel onto her chest, as rich and alluring as he had previously ejaculated on her. She gently rubbed her shower gel-covered breasts against his back, slowly massaging them. He couldn't help but close his eyes; the tingling sensation was truly numbing to the core.

When she moved to his chest, he could no longer suppress his impulse. He suddenly grabbed her slender waist, lifted her beautiful buttocks, and lifted her up in one swift motion. She cried out in surprise, her beautiful legs straddling his waist, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, a moan of excitement escaping her lips as his heat brutally entered her wet territory.

She swayed seductively against him, like a lily in the wind, pure and dazzling, stunningly alluring. His stamina was even more astonishing; like a weightlifter, he tossed her into the air again and again, each time welcoming her freely falling, tender bud with his hottest and hardest passion. Her skin flushed, and with her breasts flying and her hips swaying, it was impossible to tell whether the liquid falling was sweat or love fluid.

Qin Yang thought she was incredibly beautiful at that moment, and her body seemed to have undergone some incredible, advanced evolution, giving him a completely different and intense pleasure with each penetration. Even when she was completely limp on the washstand, looking at her reflection in the mirror with a blushing face and soft panting, he still couldn't bear to leave her body.

He was her man, so she wanted to give him everything she had without reservation...

Chapter 32. The two

days Qin Yang promised quickly passed. As for going home, he didn't mention it, and Zuo Lan didn't ask. Sometimes, those words were enough; she had him, what more could she ask for? These past few days he had been running around, supposedly busy with that beautiful woman named Liu Qing selecting a site for their planned medical laboratory. She didn't care much about the laboratory or anything like that; she just felt nervous because there were so many beautiful women around him, each with their own unique charm and allure. However, she also understood that this tension was meaningless. As long as he treated her well, nothing else really mattered.

Qin Yang told her to rest for a while, and since she had nothing to do, she redecorated the house, making it warm and bright, like a new home. Their relationship had made a breakthrough, which was definitely the most important moment in Zuo Lan's life, and she wanted to amplify her happiness in some way. Every night, she would first cook a table full of delicious dishes, then dress up beautifully and wait at the door like a virtuous wife to greet him. Seeing his surprised expression, her heart felt truly sweet. In addition, the girl's rich and romantic imagination often led her to do things that drove him crazy. For example, she would fly naked to the door wearing only an apron to greet him; or, when he was still working late at night, she would secretly dress up as a bunny girl, climb onto his desk, and vie for his attention with her computer. She cleverly teased his desire, making him eager to strip naked, and then repeatedly send her to the peak of pleasure.

For a young girl like Zuo Lan, immersed in love, being filled with his love, or exhausting all his resources, was a glorious achievement worth boasting about.

"Do you have time tomorrow?"

Qin Yang asked gently, stroking her hair tenderly after their usual passionate encounter.

"Yes..."

She nestled in his arms, exhausted and still caught up in the afterglow of their passion.

"Then let's go out for a walk, maybe buy something for your family..."

He gently pressed his cheek against her flushed cheek.

She froze for a moment, then jumped up, oblivious to her delicate, pink nipples.

"We're going back?"

Her eyes sparkled with moist surprise.

"Well, I booked two plane tickets, but I haven't told you yet. Luckily, things at work have finally settled down these past few days..."

He pulled the blanket over her and wrapped her up. "The lab location has been chosen. I can't help with the renovations, so I'm taking a few days off to go back with you."

She stared intently at him, her face flushed, her eyes sparkling...

"What are you doing?"

He felt a little embarrassed by her

gaze. She leaned closer, pressing her face against his, her red lips lingering on his.

"I must have done something incredibly good in my past life to have met you in this one..."

Her voice trembled with happiness.

Night fell, but she couldn't fall asleep in his arms. Thinking about the scenes of going home, the hardships and joys of these past years, her heart was filled with mixed emotions. She excitedly told him about her childhood, the customs and traditions of her hometown, and discussed what gifts to bring back. Every word she heard in reality, every scene she imagined, made her tremble with happiness.

Gradually, he stopped responding; he had fallen asleep.

As she talked to herself, she suddenly heard his snoring and couldn't help but smile. She gently tucked him in, nestled beside him, held his hand, and stared at his handsome face for a long time before finally closing her eyes, completely satisfied. But she dared not sleep; it was all too beautiful. She was afraid that she would wake up to find that all the happiness and beauty had been just a dream.

When the morning sunlight touched her face, he gently woke her.

"Get up, there are many things to do today..."

he gently kissed her.

She opened her eyes, cupped his face, and looked at him for a while before finally relaxing. She smiled sweetly to herself; her happiness was real, and nothing and no one could change it.

"Okay, let's do it now..."

she coaxed, smiling mischievously, cupping her pink nipples to his lips and lingering for a moment before gracefully flipping over and straddling him, leading him into a sea of dew-kissed blossoms.

"Since you're not working today, let's take a shower together, then go out for breakfast, then go to the shopping street, and then..."

She swayed on top of him, even managing to plan their outing with soft, panting breaths.

Qin Yang enjoyed the ultimate tenderness while letting her playfully tease him. That's what girlish feelings are like—direct and innocent. Zuo Lan looked a bit like Lin Feier back then, fresh and beautiful, radiating an irresistible youthful energy. She had indeed become much prettier; her entire figure seemed meticulously sculpted, possessing an indescribable smoothness and comfort. Moreover, her beauty was clearly on the rise, theoretically, she was making great strides towards becoming a top-tier beauty.

He was reluctant to accept Fang Yuan's assumption that attributing a woman's increased beauty to sleeping with him. Although that would bring him superhuman satisfaction, it would also extinguish the last vestiges of beautiful memories he held of Lin Feier. Everyone has things they can't let go of; perhaps what he couldn't let go of wasn't Lin Feier, but that unforgettable, beautiful time.

He closed his eyes, carefully savoring the subtle changes in her body, experiencing the powerful impact of a woman becoming more beautiful every day. Sleeping with different women every day was the ultimate dream for many men, and now he was truly experiencing the same novelty.

All day, he patiently followed behind her, tirelessly helping her choose gifts for her family. Watching her skip and hop like a happy little bird made him happy too. That evening, Zuo Lan's fellow villagers gathered at his house, chattering, laughing, envious, and jealous, all while asking Zuo Lan to send gifts, money, and presents to their families. Zuo Lan readily agreed, proudly showing off the clothes and jewelry he had bought for her.

"I originally said I'd pay by card, but my brother said you should keep that little bit of money for yourself..."

Zuo Lan's use of "brother" was a term of endearment for Qin Yang in front of others, or simply a way of showing off.

Zuo Lan's statement naturally drew sighs and exclamations from the girls. Qin Yang just smiled silently. Girls this age were like that; showing off was a part of their growth, unrelated to their character. So, let them do what they wanted.

"Is that nanny really your cousin?"

he recalled Liu Qing's ambiguous question that day.

"Are you really going to go back to her hometown with her?"

Liu Qing asked coquettishly, half-jokingly, "But my dad is waiting to see you too..."

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Chapter 33: The Breast-Touching Issue)

When Liu Qing and her driver took Qin Yang and Zuo Lan to the airport, they also gave them a tour of their small house. Although she maintained an elegant smile, she already understood most of what was going on. The atmosphere here was overly warm and romantic, enough to illustrate the sweet relationship between the two. She didn't say anything, but she was determined to find a place in the next few days so that Qin Yang could move out as soon as possible.

Zuo Lan seemed even prettier than Fang Yuan had described, and at first glance, she even gave Liu Qing a slightly stunning feeling. Although Zuo Lan's current beauty was far from threatening her, looking at that youthful and vibrant face, at that stunning beauty who had completely undergone perfect evolution, she still felt uneasy. Therefore, Liu Qing was more enthusiastic towards Qin Yang in front of Zuo Lan. She would frequently link her arm with his, put her arm around his waist, press her face against his, and kiss his lips, intentionally or unintentionally using various small and intimate gestures to declare her ownership of him to Zuo Lan.

Zuo Lan enthusiastically helped the driver unpack a large pile of luggage, pretending not to see their affectionate interactions. She was an extremely intelligent girl; she knew where her advantages lay. Therefore, she wouldn't challenge Liu Qing in this setting or in this way; she didn't yet possess that kind of strength. But this didn't affect her confidence at all. Her appearance and body were undergoing astonishing changes, and perhaps before long, she would be able to rival the women around him in beauty. However, she still decided to try harder today to completely erase the mark this woman had left on him.

"If everything's alright over there, come back early..."

Liu Qing hugged Qin Yang tightly at the boarding gate, kissing him passionately, unwilling to get off him. After waiting so many years, she had finally gotten the chance to have him, but it was so distant, leaving her feeling somewhat empty.

"Okay,"

he readily agreed. Liu Qing was a good girl worth cherishing, but because of Lin Feier's experience, he was very cautious in handling their relationship. He didn't want to hurt her, nor did he want to hurt himself.

Zuo Lan, on the other hand, didn't care about the duration of their kiss; she had already run towards her first plane like a happy little bird. "So what if you can kiss his lips? You can kiss him wherever you want, for as long as you want, I'll make you so jealous!"

Zuo Lan's face was flushed, her mind filled with all sorts of erotic fantasies.

Zuo Lan's original thought was that taking the train would be better; it would take longer, and with a sleeper berth, there would be endless space for tenderness, day and night. However, she couldn't resist her first time flying, and getting home earlier would allow her precious man to show off sooner, satisfying her vanity.

She nestled in his arms, looking at the sea of clouds outside the window. If only there were beds on airplanes, she thought.

After landing in Chongqing, the two of them traveled for over two hours along mountain roads, finally arriving at the village deep in the mountains near dusk. Fuping Village, a rather nice name. However, the people here were far from wealthy, although with the money they earned working outside, every family had built a beautiful tiled house, and some even had small multi-story buildings. However, Fuping Village itself lacked any decent industries to generate wealth. Even if some agricultural products were of interest to others, the high cost of transporting them due to inconvenient transportation meant they could only watch them rot in their hands. In short, the people here had televisions, computers, and knowledge, but they had very little money.

Zuo Lan's mother and a group of idle middle-aged women waited expectantly at the small stone bridge at the village entrance. Except for Zuo Lan's mother, most of these women's husbands and children worked outside, leaving them with a leisurely life. They didn't have to rush home to cook for their children or warm the bed for their husbands, giving them plenty of time and energy to chat about family matters and find some excitement.

The sun turned orange-yellow, peeking out from behind the mountains. A high cloud of dust finally rose from the makeshift road on the other side of the bridge.

"They're here! They're here!"

the group of women shouted excitedly in unison.

A large Toyota SUV pulled up in front of the crowd. Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Zuo Lan jumped out and threw herself into her mother's arms.

"This is... Xiao Lan?"

The women gasped in surprise. That face, that figure, that outfit like a TV model—was this really the little girl they'd watched grow up?

"Mom, I've missed you so much!"

Zuo Lan hugged her mother's neck and shook her vigorously.

Zuo Lan's mother, Hui Ping, was a voluptuous woman with a naturally alluring gaze. She had Zuo Lan when she was twenty, so although Zuo Lan called her "Mom," she was actually not yet forty, still exuding the delicate, youthful charm of a young woman.

"How did you become so beautiful?"

Hui Ping gently stroked Zuo Lan's face, hardly believing her eyes. Of course, she remembered every detail of her own daughter's body. But what shocked her was that Zuo Lan seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, from a naive young girl into a true beauty.

Zuo Lan giggled sheepishly, "Mom, didn't you say that a woman becomes beautiful when she has a good man?"

She grabbed Qin Yang, who had just gotten out of the car, and pushed him in front of Hui Ping. "Brother, this is my mom; Mom, this is my man."

She deliberately spoke loudly, proudly and decisively, just for the women waiting to judge her.

The women erupted in a frenzy! If Zuo Lan's transformation had already shocked them, Qin Yang's appearance left them utterly dumbfounded. This tall, handsome man, like a movie star, was Xiao Lan's man? How could it be! In the past, the men brought back by the girls from the village who went out to work were either old or ugly; none of them could catch their eye. But that was unavoidable. Men from big cities were rich, and it was already a blessing if they even considered girls from this poor, remote village. But the man Zuo Lan brought back was beyond their comprehension. How could such a handsome man be interested in Xiao Lan? When she left, she wasn't even considered the prettiest girl in the village. Why?!

"Hello, Auntie!"

Qin Yang bowed to Hui Ping, greeting her politely.

"Oh, hello..."

Hui Ping stared at his face, then suddenly smiled shyly as if realizing something, awkwardly replying. Only she knew that his smile had made half of her body go weak.

"Everyone at home is waiting, hurry back..."

Hui Ping finally remembered her mission.

"Okay."

Zuo Lan agreed and helped Hui Ping into the car.

"Why didn't you take the local bus back? I thought you wouldn't make it today..."

Hui Ping asked.

"Oh, we had a lot of stuff, and my brother was worried I'd get tired, so he rented a car at the airport, saying it would be more convenient for him to drive himself."

Zuo Lan said with a smile, reaching out to happily shake Qin Yang's hand, "Let's go home..."

The whole Fuping Village was in an uproar! Zuo Lan had transformed into a stunning beauty! The man Zuo Lan brought back was neither old nor ugly, but a handsome man like a movie star. Moreover, judging from Zuo Lan's clothes and demeanor, the man was definitely not some gigolo; he must be wealthy. It was just that such a high-quality man would fall for the unremarkable Xiao Lan from before, which was quite a mystery. Could there be something wrong with the man? But that didn't seem like it! Tall, handsome, and strong, with a radiant and captivating charm!

In the end, the more worldly-wise women came up with a surprising guess. It must be something wrong with him, otherwise why would he choose a country girl who's never seen the world instead of a fair-skinned, charming girl from the city?

"Hmm, that balances things out."

The village men breathed a sigh of relief, their faces beaming with confident smiles. "The men of Fuping Village may be thin, but they're still very virile!"

This was something the township health center said during a physical examination, and the men always remembered it with pride.

"Hmm, that makes a good match."

The village women no longer felt resentful. It must be said that the women of Fuping Village are famous far and wide for their fair skin, beautiful faces, large breasts, and shapely buttocks. The fact that Zuo Lan's man didn't even touch a breast among so many beautiful women proves that there's definitely something wrong with him!

Chapter 34: He's No Ordinary Person.

The people of Fuping Village love to drink; almost every household brews their own wine, and each has its own unique and skillful method, resulting in vastly different flavors. Every time a girl from the village brought home a man, the villagers would enthusiastically treat him as their son-in-law, so they would often spontaneously bring their own good wine to celebrate and join in the fun. Families celebrating such occasions would also prepare delicious food and drinks in advance, waiting for everyone to come and join the festivities! According to village custom, the family with the most popular celebrations would have the most prosperous life. This was a top priority for the villagers.

The main room and courtyard of Zuo Lan's house were already packed with people, and even then, more and more people kept gathering outside the courtyard wall, craning their necks to peer inside. Fuping Village was a large village with hundreds of households, and the legends about Zuo Lan and that man had already spread to every corner of the village. Who could withstand such intense scrutiny?

Zuo Lan's father, Zuo Zhongping, was over sixty years old, thin and frail, and didn't talk much. When he saw Qin Yang, he simply smiled. According to Zuo Lan, Zuo Zhongping was once a prominent figure in the village. In his prime, he served as village chief, but lost his re-election bid because he lacked the funds for bribery. Enraged, Zuo Zhongping ventured out for over a decade, accumulating considerable savings and bringing back Huiping, a woman of stunning beauty who captivated the entire village, from Yunnan. Zuo Lan's family was the first in the village to own a row of five bright, spacious brick houses, the first to own a large color TV, and the first to have a water heater. In those days, Zuo Zhongping was the village's sunshine. The men in the village imagined the beautiful Huiping bathing in a bright bathroom with a water heater, and they all blushed and resolved to go out and earn money. The women in the village didn't think that far ahead; they simply wondered why they weren't the ones sleeping in those big houses on soft beds, watching color TVs, and taking hot baths. Therefore, they no longer stayed with their men but were eager to send them away. In short, Zuo Zhongping was the key figure who triggered the first wave of migrant workers in the village.

Twenty years passed in a flash, and more and more people went out to work, and the village saw an increase in beautiful large tiled houses, eventually even two-story buildings. Because of the injuries and illnesses he sustained from his early years of hard work, Zuo Zhongping gradually stopped going out and relied solely on his savings. Gradually, the glory of Zuo Lan's family faded. Inflation worsened, and those who went out earned more and more money. Although that money might not seem like much in the outside world, it made the once wealthy Zuo Zhongping pale in comparison in this small mountain village. By the time Zuo Lan went out to work, Zuo Zhongping's savings were practically gone. The villagers' attitude towards Zuo Zhongping changed from initial admiration to equal respect, and finally to indifference. But who could have imagined that Zuo Lan, only two years after leaving, would become a sensation in the entire village again?

Zuo Lan's older brother, Zuo Lichun, was in his early twenties. Like the other men in the village, he was a lean, muscular man, and arguably the most notorious idler in the village. While other children his age were already out making their way in the world, Zuo Lan's parents couldn't bear to let their precious son suffer, insisting on keeping him pampered by their side. Two years ago, Zuo Lichun injured his leg while fighting with a neighboring village over a spring water source for brewing wine. This made walking difficult, giving him even more reason to stay home. Therefore, Zuo Lan inevitably became the one who had to go out and work to support the family.

Zuo Lichun had a strong roguish air about him, but because he had secured the water source for the village's brewing, he was considered a meritorious figure, so the villagers tolerated his antics and didn't hold it against him. Since there were few able-bodied men in the village, the women also enjoyed teasing him occasionally to relieve their frustrations. He seemed to enjoy it, groping the Zhang family women one day, and fondling the Li family women's breasts the next, living a rather comfortable life. However, he dared not do anything outrageous, not only because Zuo Zhongping was strict about matters of the heart, but also because there was a woman in the village he truly loved—Wan Ting.

Zuo Lichun kept urging others to drink at the table. He believed he could take down his brother-in-law at the table and regain some face in front of the villagers. When Zuo Lan and the others entered the courtyard earlier, he rushed over as he had done countless times before, ready to pinch Zuo Lan's cheeks and twist them hard for a bit of intimacy. However, the moment he reached out, Qin Yang grabbed his wrist, executed a beautiful side throw, and sent him spinning through the air before landing hard on the ground, covered in dust.

Zuo Lan had no idea that Qin Yang was a top-notch judo player in college. Watching her brother, whom she'd grown up fighting with, get so easily thrown to the ground, she felt a mixture of surprise and delight.

"Serves you right! Serves you right for always bullying me!"

Zuo Lan gloated, kicking Zuo Lichun's backside with her stylish leather boot, then giggled and dashed into the house, leaving behind her embarrassed parents and dumbfounded villagers.

Although Qin Yang apologized afterwards, his face flushed, his heroic deeds inevitably spread like wildfire among the villagers. Zuo Lan's man was not only handsome but also a martial arts master; judging by his fighting style, he must have mastered the Eighteen Falling Techniques passed down from their ancestors!

Zuo Lichun, instead of getting Qin Yang drunk, felt himself failing. Things in front of him kept blurring, and Zuo Lan's increasingly beautiful face seemed to multiply.

"Dad, Mom, this is for you."

Zuo Lan pulled a bank card from a beautiful wallet. The surrounding noise vanished instantly in the face of that gleaming bank card, and the bustling crowd in the courtyard fell silent.

"Hey..."

Hui Ping glanced at the old man, wiped her hands, smiled at Qin Yang, and then took the bank card from Zuo Lan's hand.

"There's 100,000 yuan inside for Lichun's wedding, and another 20,000 yuan is for you two... The password is Mom's birthday,"

Zuo Lan said with a smile, holding Qin Yang's hand. He had prepared this card long ago and insisted that Zuo Lan personally hand it to her parents.

"Sigh..."

Hui Ping's eyes welled up with tears. She knew that Zuo Lan couldn't possibly earn that much money. The reason Zuo Zhongping had placed such a heavy burden on her was to force her to find a man like those glamorous girls in the village... Who would have thought that such a selfish thought would lead to such a good outcome for Zuo Lan?

"Old man, say something!"

Hui Ping wiped her eyes and nudged the man beside her.

"Hmm, hehe, let's drink..."

Zuo Zhongping raised his glass, his face flushed. He used to be a very eloquent man, but as his life had become less glamorous, he had become increasingly quiet. He had been away from home for many years and had seen countless people, but he couldn't understand the man beside Zuo Lan. That young man named Qin Yang was deliberately concealing his brilliance; he was no ordinary person. Yet, his tender care for Zuo Lan was genuine, his eyes filled with affection as he looked at her. Could it truly be Zuo Lan's destiny? Sigh, what could he say besides drinking at this moment… that

Xiao Lan could actually make decisions for a man? The villagers, astonished, began to whisper amongst themselves. Giving money home was a common sight these days, but usually it was outsiders arrogantly throwing money around, while the village girls timidly fawned over them. Who had ever seen a village girl wielding such financial power over a city man, while the astonishing man watched with amusement?

Ah, Xiao Lan is truly blessed! (

Chapter 35: Stripping Naked - It's Easy for a Group of Women

to Get Married) With Li Chun's marriage settled, Xiao Lan had found a good home. Such double joy deserved a hearty drinking session. Zuo Zhongping quickly became drunk, but felt a rare sense of exhilaration. Like father, like daughter; he never expected that Xiao Lan would be the one to make him proud in front of the villagers again.

Zuo Lichun also collapsed. He decided not to compete with his brother-in-law in drinking; he was already grateful for the dowry he had prepared for Wan Ting's marriage. He found an excuse, so he naturally lay down. Sigh, wouldn't it be too formal to argue with his brother-in-law about winning or losing? He let go of his earlier worries and soon began snoring.

Qin Yang, surprisingly, remained sober. This was the first time he had drunk alcohol since Cui Yingjun had gotten him drunk. To his surprise, his body seemed immune to alcohol, showing no reaction. However, what surprised him most wasn't his own inability to drink, but the drinking capacity of the women in Fuping Village. The men inside and outside were mostly in the same boat—either passed out, slurring their words, or unable to move their limbs. But the women, who had drunk almost the same amount, were laughing and chatting, completely at ease, as if nothing had happened. Moreover, the alcohol had given them rosy cheeks, adding to their beauty and allure.

Qin Yang didn't know that this was a common sight in Fuping Village. Usually, while the men were drunk, tired, or gathered to play cards and chat, the women's feast was just beginning.

Qin Yang helped Zuo Lan and Hui Ping carry Zuo Zhongping and Zuo Lichun into the inner room and settle them on the bed. The villagers outside gradually dispersed, satisfied, leaving only a few women close to Hui Ping to help clean up.

"I'm sorry you had to see this..."

Hui Ping looked at Qin Yang and smiled apologetically. She hadn't expected Qin Yang to have such a high alcohol tolerance. Normally, while the men of Fuping Village couldn't outdrink the women of the village, they were practically drinking gods compared to men from outside.

"It's nothing, actually I've had too much too..."

Qin Yang laughed.

"Then let me smell if I've had enough..."

Zuo Lan hugged his waist and pressed her face affectionately against his. She had drunk very little, and no one said anything. Because unmarried girls in the village didn't usually drink much; it seemed only married women started to enjoy alcohol.

"Not yet..."

Zuo Lan gently kissed his lips, speaking sweetly.

"It wouldn't do if the new son-in-law didn't drink well on his first day!"

Several women in the main room chuckled and chimed in. "Huiping, you can't break the village's rules!"

The women outside chattered and laughed, making Huiping's face even redder.

"Why don't you all go outside and sit for a while longer? It'll be good to chat with the aunties..."

Huiping.

The women sitting around the table were about the same age as Huiping, and all quite pretty, so they found each other attractive and became inseparable sisters, as close as sisters. With such a wonderful opportunity as Xiao Lan, they were naturally reluctant to leave so soon. Several of the women's husbands worked away from home, and they had no burdens at home, so they could stay and have fun. Xiuqin's daughter, like Zuo Lan, worked as a nanny in Beijing, leaving her alone at home, spending all her time with Huiping. Shuixian and Ailian's children were seven or eight years old, capable and agile, and were cared for by their elders, requiring no effort from the women. Only Meixia had been married for several years without any children, so every time her husband came home, she would practically force him into bed day and night, compelling him to perform sexual acts repeatedly. This made Meixia's husband weak-kneed and trembling at the thought of going home.

The women of Fuping Village were known for their fierceness—fierce at work, fierce at drinking, and even more fierce in bed. Otherwise, why would the women of Fuping Village be so voluptuous and plump, while the men are all so thin and bony? Outsiders always speculated this. Qin Yang, naturally, was no exception. Seeing those pairs of white, tender breasts swaying before him, he couldn't help but have all sorts of wicked fantasies. The women, quite intoxicated and with such a handsome man before them, had no inhibitions and unintentionally showed Qin Yang many things he shouldn't have seen. Zuo Lan,

forced to drag Qin Yang around to toast everyone, then clung to his arm, refusing to leave. Although she inherited Hui Ping's genes and had a good tolerance for alcohol, she didn't drink much normally and couldn't adjust quickly enough, inevitably feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

"If you're tired, go back to sleep first, leave your son-in-law alone..."

the women chattered, laughing.

"No, I want to wait for him to sleep together..."

Zuo Lan said coquettishly, unable to hold her liquor.

"Xiao Lan, what are you saying!"

Hui Ping blushed and couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, what Xiao Lan said is the truth! If I had such a good man, I would stay here all the time!"

Meixia stared into Qin Yang's captivating eyes and said,

"Xiao Lan, you'd better be careful, you have to keep a close eye on your man. Your Aunt Meixia's man has been drained dry by her, he's hiding outside and too scared to come back! Hehe..."

Several women laughed heartily without restraint.

Huiping also smiled shyly, alluring and charming. A chance glance between Qin Yang and her unexpectedly made him wickedly hard as iron.

Qin Yang absentmindedly chatted with the women about all sorts of things. Huiping, of course, knew Xiao Lan's thoughts, but she couldn't bring herself to ask these sisters, who were still reluctant to leave. If only he were drunk, then they would have to leave even if they didn't want to.

After another round of drinks, the women were flushed and inevitably came up with many new ideas.

"How about we play a drinking game..."

Shuixian thought drinking like this was boring. Qin Yang didn't flirt with them like other men did when they were drunk, making them itch with desire.

"Okay!"

The women unanimously agreed, understanding each other perfectly!

"Let's play that 'who's yd'? I'll play 'yd', my man taught me that one when he got back,"

Ailian said with a laugh.

"You? Of course you're yd, we all know that, a famously flirtatious woman, haha..."

The women giggled and joked, showing off large swathes of their bodies in front of Qin Yang without any attempt to hide anything.

"Hey, Huiping, you come join in..."

Xiuqin reached out and pulled Huiping to join the game.

"No, I don't know how..."

Huiping shyly dodged.

"Hey, Huiping, in this game, the loser has to let someone touch them. For example, if the young master loses, we touch him. If he wins, he has to touch us... Don't regret it if you don't get to touch us!"

Meixia explained to Huiping with a laugh, while giving the dumbfounded Qin Yang a flirtatious wink. Sigh, what a pair of frenemy, Meixia thought to herself, she had only said the word "touch" and she was already wet.

"Alright, alright, stop pressuring Sister Huiping."

Shuixian shook her breasts and laughed, "Mothers-in-law can touch their sons-in-law whenever they want, why are you all so impatient!"

"You're not impatient? Fine, then go check if the door is closed and the curtains are drawn. Our pink and tender bodies aren't for just anyone to see!"

The women laughed loudly.

"You're a grown man, don't say you can't do it. Even if Huiping protects you, I'll still strip you naked! Hehe..."

Xiuqin, relying on her similar age and best relationship with Huiping, spoke without restraint.

"Or, you can strip us naked too..."

Ailian and Meixia laughed and joked, impatiently groping each other.

Women are such strange creatures. It's usually difficult for a man to undress one woman, but it's easy to undress a group of women. As soon as one woman shows interest, the others are already eager to undress.

"Of course I will,"

Qin Yang said, staring intently at the erotic scene about to spiral out of control, "but I'm drunk..."

He collapsed onto the table in front of him with a thud, snoring loudly. (

Chapter 36: A Hot Battle Among Country Women)

Seeing Qin Yang say he was drunk, Hui Ping's heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled.

"Alright, alright. The young master is drunk too, your task is complete, let's clean up!"

Hui Ping stood up, smiling as she tidied up the mess.

"How could that be? He was fine just now, could it be that he's just pretending because he's embarrassed to touch you?"

The women, already aroused by the wine and handsome man, couldn't bear to watch him get drunk. However, out of respect for Hui Ping, they wouldn't allow themselves to act recklessly. Since he was legitimately preparing to see them off, they couldn't shamelessly persist; after all, he was Xiao Lan's man, not theirs.

The women hurriedly carried Qin Yang into Xiao Lan's room and placed him on the brand-new sheets. His body was hot and had a captivating scent, and his muscular physique made the short journey leave the women panting and sweating profusely, whether from exhaustion or intoxication, it was hard to tell.

"Mom, I'm going to take a shower first. I smell of alcohol, it's not comfortable to sleep,"

Zuo Lan said lazily, propping her forehead with one hand.

"Then I'll go with you. You're swaying like that, you don't know your place,"

Hui Ping said worriedly.

"Yeah, it's been so long since I showered with Mom..."

Zuo Lan said coquettishly.

"Then you two go shower,"

Xiu Qin said, "We'll help you tidy up a bit, and you can go straight to bed after you're done."

"Thank you for your help,"

Hui Ping smiled gratefully. When it came to chores, these women were all incredibly efficient and capable.

"Don't be so polite with us, really..."

The women giggled and went about their business.

Zuo Lan pulled Hui Ping into the bathroom in the west room. It was a large and spacious room, with tiles covering the walls and floor, a large bathtub built by the family, and two large showerheads. This bathroom, which was absolutely luxurious back then, recorded countless erotic scenes of Hui Ping herself, and naturally aroused various fantasies among men. After so many years, it looked a bit dilapidated. Some tiles had fallen off, moss had grown in some places, and various strange patterns were showing on the walls. But those patterns were warm to Zuo Lan, because they held almost all her childhood memories.

Zuo Lan became sober as soon as she touched the water. The two naked women carefully admired each other's bodies under the rising steam.

"You've really changed..."

Huiping exclaimed sincerely, looking at Zuo Lan's almost perfect curves. "So beautiful."

Huiping's praise wasn't out of affection for her own child; she herself had been a recognized beauty, so her standards for other women were naturally higher. Zuo Lan's legs hadn't been so long and shapely before, her buttocks weren't so pert, her breasts weren't so firm and full, and her waistline wasn't so alluring. She seemed completely reborn, making Huiping feel both familiar and strange.

"Mom is still so beautiful..."

Zuo Lan hugged Huiping's waist, one hand skillfully touching her white, tender, fragrant, and incredibly elastic breasts. "It's so comfortable here, even with QQ..."

she chuckled, then nestled her face deeper into Huiping's chest, taking a large, luscious cherry into her mouth. "Mmm, it would be even better if there was milk here! I miss my childhood so much..."

"Mommy's getting old..."

Huiping didn't interrupt Zuo Lan's prank, but instead stroked her long hair tenderly, saying softly.

"No way,"

Zuo Lan raised her beautiful eyes, staring intently at Hui Ping's delicate face. "Mom is such a natural beauty! Women in their thirties in Beijing dress like young girls, they look so good. If Mom went to the city, she'd be a stunning beauty!"

"You little rascal, you're just trying to make me happy,"

Hui Ping smiled, pursing her lips. "Mom isn't young anymore, and this isn't Beijing..."

"Then wait until I get married, I'll bring you over and let those city people see what a beautiful Mom looks like."

"Okay, Mom knows...hehe..."

The two laughed and joked, admiring each other's beautiful bodies while daydreaming.

"Xiao Lan, I have a question for you."

Hui Ping seemed to suddenly remember something, two blushes rising on her face. But this was a crucial question for a woman, and a mother couldn't ignore it.

"Hmm?"

"Is your Xiao Qin good in that area?"

Hui Ping remembered the gossip among the women in the village and felt uneasy.

"In what area?"

Zuo Lan was completely bewildered by this sudden question.

“It’s...in bed…”

Huiping’s face flushed red. “You naughty girl, are you trying to make fun of me?”

“Mom, is this really that important?”

Zuo Lan playfully teased Huiping.

“Well, the older generation says that a woman’s happiness is half in bed, it’s a big deal!”

Seeing her daughter’s evasiveness, Huiping became even more anxious.

“Mom, don’t be sad if I tell…”

Zuo Lan suddenly fell silent, looking preoccupied.

Huiping’s heart clenched. Had she been right?

“Xiao Lan, Mom can see it. He’s genuinely good to you. It’s rare to meet someone like that in a lifetime. Even if he has some weaknesses or shortcomings, you mustn’t let him down!” Seeing the situation

was turning sour, Huiping quickly tried to salvage the situation.

“He has no shortcomings,”

Zuo Lan couldn’t keep up the act any longer, seeing Hui Ping’s anxious expression, and burst out laughing. “His thing is so big!”

She couldn’t help but stretch out her hand to show an exaggerated distance. “We even did it all night yesterday…”

Her face was glowing with happiness.

“Really…”

Hui Ping’s face turned red to the roots of her neck. She stared at the radiant Zuo Lan, stunned, her eyes somewhat dazed. …

“Are we really leaving like this?”

Shui Xian said reluctantly, standing at the door. The women neatly packed up their things, thinking it was time to go.

“What, are you reluctant to leave? He’s Xiao Lan’s man. How can you, as his aunt, want to have a taste?”

Xiu Qin teased sharply.

“What?”

Shui Xian smiled shyly, “Didn’t you say he’s no good? Don’t you want to see?”

“How can you see? Are you going to take off his pants to see?”

Ai Lian’s joke caused a huge uproar in the women’s hearts. Under the influence of alcohol, these worldly-wise women dared to do anything.

"What are you doing? You don't really want to take your clothes off..."

Ailian, seeing the burning gazes of the crowd, suddenly felt her heart pounding wildly.

"Aren't we best friends?"

Xiuqin was the most assertive of the women.

"Yes!"

"Do you want to see?"

"Yes!"

"Then what happened today, we absolutely cannot tell anyone!"

"Okay!"

"Do you think he's faking being drunk?"

Meixia suddenly remembered a crucial question.

"Exactly! If he's faking it, how will we face everyone..."

The fire that had just ignited in the women's hearts suddenly met with a chill.

"Forget it, what man doesn't love a pretty girl! We're considered some of the most beautiful women in the village. If he's drunk, we'll just look and leave. If he's not drunk, with our breasts and butts, can't we shut him up?"

Xiuqin gritted her teeth; there was no turning back now.

"Okay."

The women nodded; aside from anything else, they were confident in their looks.

"Alright, alright, can you hurry up? What will you be looking at after Xiaolan finishes her shower?"

Shuixian urged impatiently.

Just as alcohol emboldens heroes, so too do beautiful women.

The women rushed back to Xiaolan's room, hastily pulling down Qin Yang's pants. Upon seeing him, the beautiful women instantly transformed into plump, juicy peaches…

Looking at that fiery jade pillar, Meixia was stunned. Her beautiful pink face, white with a rosy tint, her slightly upturned, bright red lips, her high, erect breasts trembling with each breath, her snow-white, delicate skin, and her full, sensual body overflowing with moisture. She couldn't resist reaching out and touching it, stroking it a few times. Oh my god, it was so hot it touched her heart! She decisively opened her sexy red lips and deeply inhaled! This time, the other women weren't having it easy, and they all undressed and joined in. Some used their mouths, some their breasts, some their plump buttocks. They licked and sucked, entwined and rubbed, their passion surging. Narcissus, in particular, gripped his penis tightly with her pink breasts, refusing to let go, rubbing it up and down while her sensual red lips parted, her pink tongue teasing his most sensitive tip. Xiuqin, being a bold and unrestrained person, since she couldn't win with her mouth and breasts, simply pulled down her pants, revealing her white, round, plump buttocks, opening her wet vulva, and straddled Qin Yang. She didn't care about the silver dragon halberd or Narcissus's breasts, she was going to sit down on whatever landed on her! Xiuqin's plump buttocks swayed wildly, crashing against Narcissus's breasts, finally securing her place. As the halberd trembled and bounced wildly at the entrance of her honeyed cave, she almost fainted from excitement. Her whole body was numb, her flower gate wide open, and drops of love juice flowed onto his fiery halberd. If it were to go all the way in at once, she would be willing to die for it. Xiuqin's face was flushed and she was panting. She dared not be so wild. She knew that with the power of this halberd, once it went deep, she probably wouldn't be able to come out! How could she explain that to Zuo Lan and Huiping! She gritted her teeth and finally decided to first use her two petals to rub and moisten the silvery treasure, and then look for an opportunity to insert it shallowly to soothe her empty honeyed cave. But as soon as she raised her buttocks and squeezed the halberd and began to rub, two snow-white buttocks and delicate flower hearts immediately joined in, squeezing, pressing, thrusting, and rubbing against each other. For a moment, it was a chaotic mess of buttocks and breasts, a chaotic mess...

Chapter 37 The Soul-Stirring First Night

When Zuo Lan returned to the room, Qin Yang was already lying there, completely naked and erect. Several beautiful women were engaged in a passionate lovemaking session, kissing, sucking, squeezing, and rubbing, when they heard Zuo Lan and her daughter emerge from the shower and hurriedly disperse. Only a dazed Qin Yang remained, still immersed in the wild and ecstatic memories of what had just happened. At first, he pretended to be asleep, but under the onslaught of the mature women's seductive red lips, white breasts, and juicy petals, he finally couldn't resist and secretly slipped his hands into the most delicate-looking parts of Shui Xian and Mei Xia, gently kneading them. The two beauties understood, but didn't say anything, turning around and presenting their round, pink, plump buttocks to him. This blocked the view of others while allowing him to play with them as he pleased. Meanwhile, the women were intently vying with the other two for the wet, gleaming silver dragon halberd, using their red lips. Seeing that she couldn't win the verbal battle with her sisters, Ailian simply cupped her smooth, beautiful breasts and began to knead the halberd up and down. In an instant, several pairs of large, white breasts swarmed around it, tightly clamping the silver dragon halberd between them, wildly swaying it back and forth…

“Missed me, didn’t you?”

Zuo Lan, seeing his eyes closed but his body so hot, assumed he was drunk and waiting for her to ecstasy. Unable to resist the temptation of the silver dragon halberd, she reached out her soft little hand and gently placed it on top. Under her gentle caresses, the jade pillar became even harder and hotter, pulsating with intense heat in her palm.

Zuo Lan only stroked it a few times before feeling a tingling, numb sensation in her heart, her heart pounding wildly, and her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. She leaned down, extending her pink, tender tongue, aiming at the glistening silver dragon halberd. Such perfect lines, such a huge and beautiful umbrella, such exquisite dragons coiled around the jade pillar, their eyes glaring fiercely!

She carefully cradled the enormous treasure, opening her sensual red lips to swallow his desire inch by inch.

Streams of nectar surged uncontrollably from Zuo Lan's tender flower heart, countless pink petals of all sizes opening and closing, desperately trying to entwine that halberd, rubbing and sucking. She couldn't resist any longer, so she quickly threw off her white lace panties, spread her beautiful legs, gently parted the petals with two fingers, aimed at the tip of that silver dragon halberd, and rode it with alluring seduction.

The delicate petals were forcefully pushed aside by the silver dragon halberd, squeezing out a passage, but then the petals swarmed back, embracing the intruder, kissing and biting. That indescribable feeling of fullness made Zuo Lan excitedly moan loudly.

Her swollen, full flower buds contracted and throbbed from the heat of the fiery silver dragon halberd, creating an indescribable frenzy. The mere act of penetration was enough to send her into a frenzy of moans, utterly captivating. But once the thrusting began, she discovered the true meaning of ultimate pleasure. She cried out as she slowly swayed her alluring body, circling his member up and down, back and forth, left and right.

Her tender flower core tingled unbearably from the heat of the halberd, while the friction between her countless petals and the silver dragon coiled around it created an intensely pleasurable sensation. Waves of trembling tenderness surged through her, and streams of nectar flowed forth with each thrust of the halberd.

Crackling, splashing, splashing, the juice dripping…

Qin Yang's heart burned with rage, and he couldn't help but open his eyes. Zuo Lan was straddling him, her perfect body swaying like a lotus leaf in the wind, moving up and down in pleasure. Her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her lips slightly parted, her pink tongue gently licking her red lips, her hands cupping her pair of white, tender breasts as she was lost in a frenzied, intoxicating passion.

He reached out and gently stroked her face, then slid his hand down to her breasts, finally lifting her round, alluring buttocks. With a sudden thrust of his hips, following the momentum of her fall, he raised his silver dragon halberd and rammed it straight into the depths of her flower.

The two youthful bodies collided violently like Mars colliding with Earth, crackling, crackling, splattering, splattering, juices overflowing, breasts flying everywhere.

After hundreds of rounds, Zuo Lan was already limp, unable to even sit up. So, he simply flipped over, mounted her, and thrust into her at high speed. Zuo Lan groaned loudly, her arms tightly wrapped around his strong body, being tossed into the boundless sky time and time again…

Zuo Lan screamed wildly all night, and he charged into battle all night as well. Zuo Lan said that a girl must scream like this on her first night after marriage; the louder she screamed, the better she married, and the more enviable she would be. So Qin Yang was exceptionally vigorous that night.

Dawn gradually broke.

Hui Ping, blushing, listened to the enchanting sounds in her bed. She thought, "Xiao Lan is truly blessed!"

The women in the village were also thinking in their beds, "Even if I could scream all night, could my husband do it too?"

The men in the village were also thinking in their beds, "Xiao Lan's husband must be impotent, so Xiao Lan's screams are just random. That's why she screamed so much, completely defying scientific principles."

In the morning, Hui Ping, as usual, killed an old hen, sprinkled a bowl of chicken blood onto a snow-white sheet, and hung it out. Although everyone knew this wasn't the so-called first night, the family's reputation and ancestral rules still mattered. As for the old hen, it was undoubtedly to nourish the son-in-law who had worked hard all night. "Let's

go to the temple today to pray for a good luck charm for my daughter and son-in-law," Huiping thought, looking at the bright red sun and the clear blue sky, and smiled happily.

Chapter 38.

Since the whole family was together, Zuo Zhongping decided to strike while the iron was hot and finalize Zuo Lichun's marriage. Thus, Qin Yang met Zuo Lan's future sister-in-law, Wan Ting.

Wan Ting was the daughter of the village secretary, considered a well-bred young lady in this poor, remote village. Wan Ting was sensible from a young age, beautiful, and academically excellent; she later became the first student from the village to attend a prestigious university. It was said that she was doing well studying in Chengdu, but suddenly returned for unknown reasons. Some said that Wan Ting had a boyfriend in Chengdu, the son of a high-ranking official, and they were already at the point of discussing marriage. However, the man's family disagreed. In today's political arena, marriages are often based on alliances between powerful figures. Officials hope their children can curry favor with higher-ranking officials; who would willingly marry a commoner and cut off their own future?

But Zuo Lichun firmly disagreed. He told everyone that Wan Ting had returned because of him, that they were childhood sweethearts, and that Wan Ting had always cared for him. As for the "second-generation official," he said it was pure nonsense; Wan Ting was independent and discerning, and wouldn't stoop to that level! Seeing him argue so fiercely, the villagers didn't argue, just sneered, thinking, "A toad trying to eat swan meat!" That's what everyone thought.

But who could have imagined that since Wan Ting's return, Zuo Lichun had followed her around almost every day from morning till night, tirelessly and selflessly, and actually won her over! When Wan Ting agreed to officially date Zuo Lichun, she laughed and said, "I've never seen anyone as shameless as you!" Alright, anyway, I'm back and thinking about doing something, and I'm short of a helper. Besides, you're just loafing around all day, so I might as well take you in. It's like doing a public service!

When the two families got engaged, Wan Ting was still shocked to see Qin Yang sitting next to Zuo Lan. Although Zuo Lan had indeed become stunningly beautiful as rumored, she was far from being breathtakingly gorgeous. Chengdu, the land of abundance, is known for its beautiful women, and Wan Ting had seen many great beauties there. Compared to them, Xiao Lan seemed to lack something. But Qin Yang made her breathless. He was the kind of man who radiated light and had electric eyes, especially his slightly upturned lips when he smiled, which instantly melted her heart. She didn't usually like handsome men; most of them were just pretty faces, useless and incompetent, unreliable in crucial moments. Moreover, handsome men were often too narcissistic and not good to women; keeping them around would only bring suffering. But seeing Qin Yang and Zuo Lichun sitting together, she couldn't help but wish Zuo Lichun were at least a little more presentable. How come he didn't inherit any of Aunt Huiping's good looks? Sigh, really.

The two families exchanged tokens of affection, and the ownership of the bank card changed hands. Everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and laughed. Zuo Lan smiled and said, "Brother, give your new sister-in-law a hug!"

She always called him Lichun, but calling him "brother" in front of everyone was a real honor for him.

Everyone laughed and agreed, so Wan Ting couldn't refuse. Zuo Lichun hugged her tightly. With the 100,000 yuan as a guarantee and the elders of both families as witnesses, this beautiful swan was now firmly in her grasp! However, Wan Ting felt a little uncomfortable in his arms. She always felt that Qin Yang was smiling at her. She suddenly realized what Xiao Lan lacked: so-called intellect! Intellect was precisely what Wan Ting was most proud of.

The elders of the family sat together discussing the details of holding the wedding before the New Year. Xiao Lan also took Wan Ting's hand and went into the inner room to chat about girly topics. Qin Yang felt bored and stood up, saying, "I'm going out for a walk." Zuo Lichun's mind was entirely on Wan Ting, and she was too lazy to keep him company. She simply said, "Alright, hurry back!" and then dashed into the inner room to talk to Wan Ting.

Qin Yang opened the door and was about to leave when he was suddenly bumped into by a woman who rushed in.

"Is Wan Ting home?! Come out and help!"

the woman shouted urgently.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?!"

Everyone rushed over, and Wan Ting also ran out of the inner room.

"Xiao Yu's child is choking on food and can't breathe! Wan Ting, come with me!"

The woman was Xiao Yu's mother-in-law. Xiao Yu's child had just turned one year old, and her husband had only been gone a few days since he went back to the city to work. This serious incident had happened.

Wan Ting was a member of the Red Cross Society when she was in school and had received rigorous medical training. During the earthquake that year, she had rushed to the disaster area alone to rescue people. Back in the village, she was always eager to help anyone with any big or small matter. Over time, people trusted her more and more, feeling she was even more effective than the town's doctor!

"Auntie, don't worry, what did the baby eat?"

Wan Ting asked as she ran towards the door.

"It seems to be a date pit. Xiao Yu put the baby to sleep, and then..."

Xiao Yu's grandmother said, her eyes brimming with tears, panting heavily.

"Did you turn the baby upside down to pat the back?"

"Yes, but I couldn't get it out!"

Xiao Yu's grandmother wiped away her tears. "What if something happens to her!"

"Auntie, don't worry, it's alright. I'm going now!"

Wan Ting strode towards Xiao Yu's house.

"I'll go with you!"

Qin Yang also caught up quickly.

"Hmm?"

Wan Ting turned to look at him.

"I know a little bit of medical knowledge..."

"Oh..."

Looking at his confident face, Wan Ting suddenly felt a sense of peace. Chapter
39: Irresistible Charm

When Wan Ting and Qin Yang arrived, Xiao Yu's child's rosy cheeks had already turned ashen. Wan Ting quickly turned the child upside down, letting Qin Yang support the child's waist and abdomen. She gently rocked the child's body while rhythmically tapping the child's back and neck with her cupped hands. However, because the child was too small and the location where the date pit was stuck was unusual, Wan Ting's professional first-aid techniques had no effect. Seeing that the child was about to suffocate, Qin Yang pushed Wan Ting away. "Go get me a glass of water! Quickly!"

Wan Ting opened her mouth to say something, but seeing the child's lifeless face, she knew she didn't have time to ask.

Qin Yang placed the child in his arms, slowly pushing upwards on the small chest with two fingers. The small chest gradually rose, as if it were filled with air and might explode at any moment.

"Give me the water!"

Qin Yang snatched the water glass from Wan Ting's hand, pried open the child's mouth with one finger, and forced the water down the throat!

"Are you crazy!"

Wan Ting exclaimed in shock. This was completely against common sense! This method not only couldn't open the airway, but it would also accelerate suffocation and endanger life!

"Shut up!"

Qin Yang roared, instantly silencing the noisy room. People stared in disbelief as the man, as if by magic, turned the child upside down in his arms. The two fingers that had been moving against the child's chest suddenly became a single palm, pushing and pressing, guiding all the air in the chest cavity to the throat. As the saliva moved at high speed, it forced open a small gap in the tracheal muscles, and with a "plop," a clear stream of water gushed out of the child's mouth from both inside and outside! With a "clink," a date pit, streaked with blood, landed in the cup in front of Wan Ting, spun a few times, and then remained still.

With a loud wail, the aggrieved baby kicked and wailed...

A deathly silence fell over the room for a moment, then erupted into a cacophony of cheers, exclamations, and tears of joy that nearly lifted the roof off.

Qin Yang lowered his head and kissed the child's cheek. Although he was still crying with all his might, his face had regained its rosy hue, and his breathing had become long and strong.

"You scared me to death!"

Wan Ting watched him gently playing with the child, her face flushing slightly as she thought about how she had almost interfered with his rescue. "But your technique is truly... incredible..."

She knew that even if such a counter-pressure was theoretically possible, it was not something everyone could do; at least, she had never heard of anyone daring to do it.

"I'll take the child to Mom and Grandma to see..."

Wan Ting reached out and took the child from his arms. The dangerous situation had left Xiao Yu and her mother-in-law completely limp and unable to move.

"Wait a minute,"

Qin Yang suddenly pulled the child back into his arms, then bent down to listen carefully to the child's small chest. "The child's heartbeat has a strong murmur...it's dangerous..."

He suddenly looked up at Wan Ting with a grave expression.

"Ah?"

Everyone gasped, their previous excitement instantly vanishing.

"Let me listen..."

Wan Ting also leaned over, listening carefully to the child for a while before slowly raising her head.

"Is it a heart valve?"

She stared intently into Qin Yang's eyes.

"It sounds like it,"

Qin Yang nodded, gently patting the child's warm little face, "We don't have much time left..."

"Get me a blanket, wrap the child up, we need to get to the county hospital right away!"

Wan Ting loudly directed the other mothers who were still somewhat conscious.

"You hold the child, I'll go get the car!"

Qin Yang handed the child to Wan Ting. "Xiao Lan, help the child's family pack their belongings, and come with us!"

Ten minutes later, the SUV sped across the small stone bridge at the village entrance, leaving a whirlwind in its wake, and disappeared in an instant, all under the silent gaze of the villagers. Xiao

Lan led the way in the passenger seat, while Wan Ting, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu's mother-in-law looked after the child in the back. The journey was silent, the only sound the constant roar of the car engine.

After a brief discussion with Wan Ting, Qin Yang decided against going to the county hospital and headed straight to Chongqing Central Hospital. He was willing to risk an extra hour's drive rather than let the county hospital delay the life of such a young child!

Their decision proved correct; several senior experts in the cardiology department diagnosed the child with congenital heart disease, intermittent valvular atresia. A few more hours of delay would have been fatal!

Watching Qin Yang carry the child up and down the stairs, Wan Ting suddenly felt a special emotion welling up inside her; she hadn't expected him to be so adorable!

Qin Yang took the child to the intensive care unit and settled Xiao Yu and her mother-in-law, finally breathing a sigh of relief. Remembering the surgery deposit the attending physician had mentioned, he pulled out a bank card to handle the paperwork. The few thousand yuan Xiao Yu and her mother-in-law had wasn't even enough, so Qin Yang decided not to trouble them and would deal with everything after saving the child.

At the payment counter, Qin Yang encountered Wan Ting.

Wan Ting glanced at him and smiled knowingly, "I've paid."

"Where did you get so much money?"

Qin Yang was taken aback.

"The dowry money you gave me... I transferred it directly to your card..."

She winked at him and smiled happily. Of course, she knew where the money came from, so saying it wasn't unreasonable, but it sounded a bit ambiguous.

Wan Ting pulled him aside to sit down and brought over two cups of coffee from the coffee machine.

"Take a rest for a while, look at you, you're all sweaty..."

She felt that if she weren't considering Xiao Lan's feelings, she would definitely have wiped his face for him.

"It's nothing, hehe, as long as the baby is safe..."

He took the coffee and took a big gulp before realizing that he was so nervous that he was almost exhausted.

"Yeah, if it weren't for you today, it would have been really dangerous..."

She looked at his face with admiration and said quietly.

"If you take out this money, how will you cover your wedding expenses?"

Qin Yang didn't want to talk about himself, so he brought the topic back to the beginning.

"Ah, that... I didn't originally want any dowry. I just wanted to postpone the wedding a little longer and think things through..."

She smiled at him, "I didn't expect you to send the money so quickly, forcing me to marry you even if I wanted to..."

"Oh... I see..."

Qin Yang didn't know what to say for a moment.

"However, I didn't originally intend to use this money for the wedding."

Her eyes held a longing, "The village primary school needs to be demolished and rebuilt, which requires money; also, I want to start a breeding project in the village, which also requires start-up capital. The two together, 100,000 should be enough. So, there's this so-called dowry money..."

Qin Yang looked at Wan Ting's beautiful face and suddenly realized that this woman possessed an irresistible charm. (

Chapter 40: I Am Your Gift)

The child's surgery was successful, and Qin Yang's tightly clenched heart finally relaxed. Zuo Lan and Wan Ting took turns accompanying Xiao Yu and her mother-in-law. Although Qin Yang would occasionally try to catch a glimpse of them, the child was still young, and Xiao Yu frequently had to breastfeed, making it inconvenient for a grown man to go in and out. So he settled down and took on the role of their dedicated driver, taking turns driving Zuo Lan and Wan Ting home to rest.

A week passed in the blink of an eye. Liu Qing called several times to ask when he was coming back, but he always hesitated and couldn't give a clear answer.

"If you don't come back soon, I'm going to fly over to see you!"

Liu Qing said with a laugh on the other end of the phone. "I miss you."

Her voice sounded beautiful, and for a moment, he truly felt homesick.

"Even if you don't miss me, you should think about your experimental equipment. It just arrived yesterday, brand new, smelling like freshly baked bread. How about it, do you want to come back and see it?"

Liu Qing knew that for a man like him, nothing was more powerful than a woman. Although deep down, she still hoped he loved her more than those instruments.

Therefore, Qin Yang felt he should go back. Zuo Lan's family affairs were now perfectly resolved. While the child's illness couldn't be cured, it was stable, at least his life was no longer in danger. It seemed that this was all he could do.

"You're going back?"

Wan Ting looked at Qin Yang with some surprise. In these few short days, she had grown accustomed to his presence. At the child's bedside, beside the coffee machine, on the way back to her village, their conversations had become more frequent and their understanding more profound. Now that he was really leaving, she felt an indescribable sense of loss.

"Yes, I asked the doctor. The child's recovery is going very well. He should be able to go home in a few days. Xiao Lan and I both have work over there, so it's not convenient for us to stay at home for too long..."

He forced a smile; sometimes saying goodbye wasn't so easy.

She sat silently on a chair in the waiting area, remaining silent for a long time. The coffee in her hand had long since gone cold, and she hadn't taken another sip.

"When will you be back?"

She suddenly looked up, her clear eyes fixed on him.

"I don't know..."

He wasn't deliberately avoiding the question; he genuinely didn't know. Whether he and Zuo Lan could ultimately be together was still an unknown to him, so there was no point in discussing anything else.

"Can you come back for my wedding?"

She didn't want to give up hope.

"This, I really don't know..."

Faced with her persistent questioning, Qin Yang was genuinely embarrassed.

"So... you and Xiao Lan haven't really established that kind of relationship, right?"

She was truly clever, seeing right through him.

Qin Yang stared at this intelligent woman in astonishment, what could he do but awkwardly grin?

Wan Ting didn't care about his expression, instead letting out a sigh of relief.

"Since you're leaving, I'll give you a gift, do you want it?"

She bit her lip, her eyes shining brightly.

"What is it?"

he asked.

"Don't worry about it, just say yes or no!"

she laughed.

"How can you be so domineering? Can't you refuse?"

he laughed too.

"No, I absolutely have to!"

This was the first time she had shown such a girlish side to him.

"Hehe, alright, whatever it is, I'll take it..."

"You said you wouldn't go back on your word!"

"Mm!"

The simple road leading to Fuping Village saw very few vehicles, but Qin Yang drove very slowly. It was unclear whether it was because the scenery along the road was too beautiful, or because he cherished the time he spent with this woman more as he neared departure.

Wan Ting greeted Zuo Lan, saying she was tired and wanted Qin Yang to take her home early. Zuo Lan readily agreed, thinking it was better to have him take Wan Ting back to the village than to watch the two of them chat warmly in the hospital waiting room all night.

Wan Ting was unusually silent today. Her face was flushed, her breathing was shallow and disordered, and her eyes were fixed on the scenery outside, yet it seemed she saw nothing at all.

"I think that aquaculture project you mentioned isn't very suitable..."

Qin Yang felt it was better to break the silence himself.

"Hmm?"

Wan Ting turned her head and looked at him, puzzled.

"Most people in the village don't have experience in aquaculture, so they'll inevitably encounter many thorny problems. Even if a few succeed, it's difficult to form an industry-wide scale. Moreover, the transportation here is inconvenient, and unless it's a high-value-added product, it's hard to attract market attention. But, given the village's current situation, it doesn't have the capacity to produce high-value-added products."

Wan Ting nodded unconsciously. Although she was unwilling to admit that the village's labor force was limited, what Qin Yang said was the truth.

"Why not industrialize and scale up the winemaking process?"

he said earnestly. "Every household in the village has a tradition of winemaking and their own unique recipes. If we could integrate these advantages, there should be a bright future!"

"Hmm, I've thought about that too,"

Wan Ting said, her demeanor becoming more capable and intelligent as she spoke about business. "I invited sommeliers from several large wineries to conduct research in the village."

"And the results?"

"They thought the village's wine was just average, lacking any distinctive features..."

she sighed.

"How could that be?"

he asked, somewhat surprised. Due to his work, he often had to drink with clients of various levels. Naturally, he had gained considerable experience with fine wines from both domestic and international sources. The wine from Fuping Village, though relatively unknown, was smooth on the palate, with a lingering aftertaste, and countless indescribable subtle nuances—it definitely had a wonderful effect that would make every taste bud bloom and every cell excited!

“Perhaps everyone has different tastes…”

She smiled understandingly. Although his suggestion wasn’t anything new to her, she was still very grateful for his kindness.

“Impossible…”

He shook his head and stopped talking, seemingly trapped in a difficult predicament.

“Oh, I remember now,”

she laughed, “There’s something strange. The married women in the village say the village wine is delicious, like nectar, and they can drink it without getting drunk. But the men don’t seem to think their wine is as good. I wondered if the village wine was best suited to women’s tastes, so I hired a female wine taster. But it was the same. She said, ‘You should just drink this wine yourselves; it’ll be hard to sell.’”

“The village women say it’s delicious…”

Qin Yang’s mind seemed to be racing. “What’s the difference between the village women and men?”

She paused, then couldn’t help but giggle. “What’s the difference between men and women? It’s all about how they’re different!”

“Oh, hehe, that’s not what I meant.”

He laughed too. “I mean, are there any differences between the village women and men in their lifestyles and diets? Or, do the village women have anything special that other women don’t?”

“What are you doing? Are you reciting a tongue twister?”

She blushed and laughed. “Just drive, don’t let your mind wander…”

"Hmm..."

He laughed heartily. Yes, some things can't be rushed; it's better to plan carefully.

The afternoon sun felt warm.

The car rounded a small bend in the hills, and a vast expanse of red came into view.

"Wait!"

Wan Ting suddenly shouted, startling Qin Yang. He instinctively slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a screeching halt.

"I remember now! There really is something different!"

She didn't have time to apologize to the startled Qin Yang, but instead eagerly urged him to drive the car to the deepest part of the bend. "These fruits are called fairy fruits. The women in our village eat these after they get married. It's said that after eating them, this and this will..."

She pointed to her breasts, making a gesture of swelling. "Haven't you noticed that the women in our village have particularly good figures?"

She smiled, staring into his eyes.

Yes, he nodded shyly. He had indeed been deeply impressed by the angelic faces and devilish figures of the village women.

"Could it be this?"

She picked a ripe fruit and held it in her hands to examine it. “But that doesn’t make sense either. Years ago, people outside spread all sorts of rumors about how great the women in our village were. I even heard that some experts took the fairy fruit back to study it. But supposedly, the research showed that the fairy fruit didn’t have the magical effects of making women plump and curvy. In the end, we could only explain the uniqueness of the women in Fuping Village by saying that different regions have different customs.”

“What if we used this to make wine?”

A thought suddenly flashed through Qin Yang’s mind. He couldn’t resist taking a bite of the tender berries.

“You can’t eat this!”

Wan Ting grabbed his hand, her face flushed as she smiled. “No, it’s not that you can’t eat it, it’s that men can’t eat it!”

“Why?”

Qin Yang looked bewildered.

“If a man eats it, he won’t be able to…”

She covered her mouth and chuckled.

“Really?”

Qin Yang was startled, and the thought still made him feel uneasy.

“Mmm…”

Wan Ting laughed until tears streamed down her face. "So, even if you soak it in alcohol, men still won't dare drink it."

"I see..."

Qin Yang couldn't help but laugh. No matter how delicious the wine, if drinking it would turn someone into a eunuch, then it would be truly the ultimate wine.

"However, this tastes really similar to the wine I drank the other day..."

Despite his laughter, he felt he was close to uncovering the secret.

Seeing his serious expression, Wan Ting also began to feel that this matter wasn't so simple. Theoretically, adding such delicious berries to wine would definitely enhance the flavor. If they could solve the problem that men feared, perhaps this really was a convenient and quick way to get rich!

"I'll take this back and study it carefully. If my intuition is correct, this will definitely be a miracle..."

Qin Yang excitedly picked the fruit from the tree.

Wan Ting didn't join his madness. She stood behind him, looking at him with loving eyes, while secretly stripping herself naked, because she was his gift! Chapter

41. Ecstasy and Despair

"Hey, you've picked enough, haven't you? I'm getting cold..."

Wan Ting said shyly. She had thought that as soon as she took off all her clothes, he would drop what he was holding and pounce on her. Who knew that he would act as if he hadn't seen her and was engrossed in his own pleasure. She felt that it was really not a good idea to stand naked and alluring in front of the car and wait for him to have his fill, so she couldn't help but call out to him.

Caught off guard, Qin Yang stood there dumbfounded, his eyes filled with both astonishment and delight. Astonishment stemmed from his utter disbelief that such a rational girl could transform into a seductive and alluring slut before him. Delight came from the fact that her figure was truly exquisite; the body hidden beneath her clothes was so fiery, so intoxicating.

"You said you'd accept my gift and wouldn't go back on your word..."

she gently kissed his lips, "So, whatever I give you, you must accept it."

She extended her pink tongue, pushing aside his teeth and exploring his territory. Her hands began impatiently unbuttoning his shirt.

Qin Yang couldn't comprehend how a clever and rational lady could suddenly transform into a woman burning with desire; the stark contrast was absolutely devastating to his eyes and body. With the teasing caresses of her fiery red lips, his enormous, silvery halberd had already become uncontrollably erect!

Wan Ting threw the bag of fairy fruits in Qin Yang's hand on the ground, took his large hand and placed it on her chest. She felt his body tremble violently, then her whole body became hot. She had strong confidence in herself; her pink buds and tender cherries were enough to drive any man crazy.

His pants bulged high, and her breath seemed to stop.

She couldn't help but squat down, her fair hands trembling as she unzipped his pants. The proudly erect penis in his white boxer shorts almost made her faint with excitement. She steadied herself, reverently cupped that fiery penis, lowered her fair neck, and slowly pressed her lilac-like tongue against it. Her tongue skillfully traced various erotic symbols, licking, sucking, rubbing, and squeezing the excitedly throbbing penis through his underwear.

Ah! Qin Yang involuntarily stood up, grabbing her large breasts and kneading them forcefully, as if only in this way could he repel Wan Ting's frenzied assault beneath him.

In no time, Wan Ting had rendered his boxer shorts transparent. His erect penis, hard as iron, had swelled even more, its restless, ready-to-fight posture suggesting it might burst forth at any moment!

Wan Ting's body trembled uncontrollably, her delicate flower already glistening with moisture. She could no longer endure the intense stimulation, grabbing his underwear and pulling it down with all her might! With a whoosh, his long-suppressed, purplish-red penis burst forth, slapping against her beautiful face, bouncing and bumping against her tender skin. "

So cute!" she smiled coquettishly, and without a word, she scooped up the glistening treasure and stuffed it into her mouth. Her youth had been suppressed for too long. Like a person walking in the desert on the verge of despair who suddenly found a life-saving source of water, the extreme joy and the frenzied release were simply astonishing.

He was drawn into a warm and moist world by her. Her sensual red lips moved rhythmically back and forth, occasionally circling, pulling out, and then swallowing deeply again, until she reached the deepest depths she could bear! Her pink tongue teased and licked his sensitive tip and the silver dragon that circled around it, drawing out strands of shimmering silver. Her throat emitted seductive and intoxicating sounds, making him feel as if he were bewitched by a succubus, constantly matching her rhythm.

Her naked body, like a sculpture of jade, vividly displayed the most erotic fantasies before him. Gazing at such a charming and beautiful woman, he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter. With a wild thrust, a hoarse shout rang out, and the huge volcano erupted violently. A jet of hot fluid sprayed onto her alluring face, filling her soft lips, and dripping down her beautiful contours onto her erect breasts.

She raised her beautiful eyes, her fiery gaze arousing her desire. She loved seeing his playful, childlike expression, loved the mischievous look in his eyes when he erupted wildly.

The two embraced tightly, kissing each other. She dipped her finger into the milk on her nipples, then seductively put it in her mouth, tasting the sweetness, before shoving it into his mouth. He wasn't used to the taste, so he laughed and tried to pull away, but she clung tightly to his waist, relentlessly pressing against him, determined to return his mischievous essence to his mouth.

After a fiery battle, their bodies gradually cooled down; after all, the weather was getting chilly, and such outdoor activity was truly testing one's endurance.

"Let's go back to the car,"

he said, gently caressing her breasts with one hand and lightly stroking her hair with the other.

"Mmm,"

she raised her smiling eyes, coquettishly stretching out her arms, "Hold me..."

He held this plump, fragrant, and beautiful woman, his heart pounding wildly. The saying goes, "One should not covet a friend's wife," and although he and Lichun weren't exactly friends, they were still somewhat related. If you considered it from Zuo Lan's perspective, this was practically his sister-in-law! Could he really just let himself be so reckless? His mind was a jumbled mess, filled with hesitation and self-reproach, yet also with a wicked thrill that crossed the line.

Holding her, he couldn't help but lower his head and gently bite her pink nipples twice. It was another form of punishment for this woman; after all, she had used him as a gift to do such a crazy thing. He chuckled inwardly, finding various reasons for his wickedness. Wan Ting wasn't as conflicted as he was. She nestled in his arms, still gripping his stubborn penis. This time, she had made a decision that even a person willing to risk their life could make. How could she bear to end it like this!

Qin Yang turned on the car's air conditioning, and the two of them quickly warmed up. Wan Ting took his hand and led him to the spacious back seat, helping him lie down. With a spring of her long, beautiful legs, she lightly jumped onto the seat, cupped her ample breasts in her hands, and leaned down gently, pressing her breasts together, squeezing the proudly erect penis tightly between her breasts, creating an alluring, large hot dog shape. Using his breast milk as lubrication, she diligently kneaded and stroked it. Every time the penis impulsively approached her lips, she giggled, licking and sucking, refusing to let it go!

Faced with such a lovely beauty, Qin Yang had long forgotten everything else. At that moment, his reason completely collapsed; he only wished to remain immersed in this gentle paradise and never wake up. His hand traced the curve of her rounded buttocks, entering the fiery flower within her deep valley, where she was already dripping wet and soaking wet. Her blooming petals, too, throbbed and contracted with heat, swallowing his haphazardly kneading fingers.

She finally cried out, overwhelmed by his ministrations. He knew women intimately, easily finding their weakest points. He sat up, lifted her to his waist, and kissed her passionately. Wan Ting moaned blissfully, her eyes glazed with desire as she clung tightly to his body, her beautiful buttocks swaying seductively in enchanting circles, her half-open petals rubbing vigorously against his silver dragon halberd. Her delicious peach juice had transformed the entire halberd into a water dragon battle spear.

One hand rested on her firm breasts, while the other lifted the halberd, circling and grinding it around the entrance to her wet peach blossom cave several times. Then, at her fervent, tearful, and moaning pleas, he slowly and deliberately penetrated halfway. Her flower bud was too tight, too small; he dared not rush in and plunge straight in. But Wan Ting couldn't wait any longer. She suddenly released her hands from Qin Yang's neck, her buttocks sank down hard, and with a soft, wet sound, the huge, thick silver dragon halberd broke through layers of obstacles, blowing away countless buds and hitting the heart of the flower!

The two of them let out a soul-stirring cry in unison. In an instant, their beautiful buttocks swayed wildly, their breasts flew everywhere, the silver halberd flew, and water splashed everywhere!

Qin Yang never imagined that he would be in this place, riding on his future sister-in-law's body with such passion, filling every part of her body with his incredibly hot, fresh milk.

After her repeated, frantic pleas, he finally lay on top of her, motionless. On this beautiful and fiery sister-in-law, he impulsively exhausted all his energy.

"Are you still a virgin?"

he asked, gently kissing her cheek. He found it hard to believe that such a passionate and fiery woman was still a virgin.

"What, is it not allowed?"

she smiled mischievously. That first time was painful, but soon she experienced the pinnacle of womanhood beneath Qin Yang. She slightly raised her beautiful legs, and a trickle of milk flowed from her vulva, causing her to quickly pull her legs back. She wished his treasures could stay inside her a little longer; the feeling of fullness and happiness made her want to cry.

"But, how come you're so skilled..."

he kissed her beautiful breasts, a wicked smile on his face.

"Never eaten pork, but haven't you seen pigs run? You think only guys watch porn movies?"

She chuckled, hugging his butt. "I feel like I've done this so many times in my dreams, but I never expected it to feel so good."

Her face suddenly turned red. "Now I think I understand what 'ecstasy' means..."

"But, you've given it to me, what about our wedding day?"

He frowned slightly, a hint of self-reproach in his heart.

"We'll deal with what needs to be done,"

Wan Ting gently stroked his face, like comforting a child. "I'm keeping my most precious thing, not for Li Chun. Back then, I held onto my last line of defense, even driving my college boyfriend away, but so what if he's gone? I don't care. I always prayed I could save it for the person I loved most, but before I met you, I was almost in despair..."

She nestled her head against his chest.

"I knew heaven wouldn't let me down..."

She raised her beautiful eyes, radiating a proud brilliance. "I only ask to have you once before we get married, just once..."

"It's getting dark..."

He stood there, dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

"Really? Then let's do it again, okay?"

She pounced on him, smiling mischievously. Only one person could open her body, open her heart, and that person was him!

Chapter 42. The Lustful Mother's Spring Dream

Upon hearing that Qin Yang was leaving, Hui Ping realized that she had been so busy these past few days that she hadn't even had time to take the young couple to the temple to get a peace charm. Now, before they left, she had to make sure they wore the peace charm so she could feel at ease. After all, in her heart, the gap between Xiao Lan and Qin Yang was too great, and she was afraid that one day Xiao Lan's happiness would come to nothing. So, regardless of whether the peace charm would work or not, it was better to have one to hold them firmly together.

The small temple in the mountains was not big, and the halls and buildings were dilapidated. Although most people in Fuping Village have devout faith, they ultimately don't have much spare money and can't afford to build large temples like those in wealthier areas. Therefore, it's understandable that there's some withered grass on the roof of the main hall. The men, women, and children of Fuping Village all believe that the Bodhisattva won't hold their housing problem against them.

The main deity in the temple is Guanyin Bodhisattva, so the main hall is called Guanyin Hall, also known as the Great Compassion Altar. It is said that Guanyin Bodhisattva is the foremost Bodhisattva in the Western Paradise, embodying the great compassion of all Buddhas, and is therefore the most savior of the world. Thus, she is most beloved by the people.

The Guanyin statue on the lotus throne sits in the lotus position, holding a lotus flower, her expression compassionate and peaceful. Beside the statue is a vase filled with nectar, with a willow branch inserted in it, symbolizing Guanyin sprinkling the nectar of great compassion upon the world. The two dragon maidens and Sudhana beside Guanyin also have joyful expressions and radiant spirits.

Qin Yang was secretly amazed. Although it was in such a small, remote temple, the Guanyin statue seemed to be the work of a master, its exquisite and lifelike details displaying an indescribable artistry. The myriad emotions conveyed in the Guanyin's expression alone were incomparable to some of the mundane objects found in those messy temples.

Seeing Qin Yang so engrossed, Hui Ping felt a surge of joy. He seemed to have an affinity for Buddhism, which made her feel more certain about Xiao Lan's future. Qin Yang was initially reluctant to kneel, but he couldn't resist Hui Ping and Xiao Lan's endless persuasion, which claimed it was auspicious and beneficial for both marriage and career! Finally, unable to refuse, he knelt on the prayer mat with them and bowed several times to the Bodhisattva. The old monk sitting to the side stopped playing his wooden fish and struck a bell, its sound echoing in the distant sky.

For some reason, Hui Ping's round, ripe peach-like buttocks, kneeling before Qin Yang, seemed to grow larger and larger in his eyes. The way they swayed and bounced with such allure suddenly made him blush, and his manhood trembled violently. In this place, at this moment, it was hardly appropriate to fantasize about his mother-in-law's buttocks! Embarrassed, he tried to stand up, but was surprised to find he couldn't move at all. The world around him seemed to be shrouded in mist, gradually becoming ethereal… In a daze

, a bright moon shone down. Qin Yang seemed to see the lake under the moonlight, its surface shimmering with fish, a breathtaking sight. Amidst the dazzling lights and shadows, a small boat drifted by. A gentle breeze blew, the sound of pipes and strings filled the air, the moonlight accompanied the boat, and lanterns led the way. In his daze, it seemed as if countless fairies were dancing gracefully beside the boat.

Qin Yang felt as if he were standing at the bow of the ship, gazing at the endless beauty before him, a slight ripple stirring in his heart. He didn't know why, but this place gave him a strange sense of déjà vu.

In the distance, where lights twinkled, lay a vast, magnificent, and awe-inspiring water platform. Red flowers carpeted the ground, beautiful women stood

in rows, colorful lanterns hung high, and exotic brocades draped low, creating a scene of ethereal beauty. At the center of the platform stood a massive altar, crystal clear and shimmering with iridescent light, its creation a mystery. On it stood a stunningly beautiful goddess, lifelike and radiant, seemingly smiling serenely, gently overlooking the masses under her protection.

Below the altar stood a group of beautiful women, dressed in splendid robes. Behind them, on a huge offering table, countless delicacies and rare treasures of the world were displayed, surrounded by incense and fragrant aromas.

Before them stood another woman, breathtakingly beautiful in a red brocade dress, her delicate figure appearing and disappearing in the mist. Her black hair was styled high, adorned with a jade hairpin at an angle, adding a touch of languid charm to her solemn and dignified demeanor. Despite her young age, her every movement exuded composure and poise, possessing a captivating allure.

Could this be a divine altar? Was this stunning woman the high priestess? Qin Yang was filled with astonishment.

The beautiful woman slightly raised her slender fingers, "Follow me..."

Her voice was incredibly soft, yet allowed no hesitation.

Qin Yang, somewhat bewildered, was led slowly up the altar, where incense was burned, prayers were offered, and wine was poured as a sacrifice. The worship was completed in a short while, and drums and music resounded, fireworks soared into the sky. The air was instantly ablaze with color, with jade palaces, exotic flowers and rare herbs, birds and beasts, and even celestial beings and beauties appearing vividly before their eyes. The crowd gasped in amazement, exclaiming and cheering, marveling at the miracle. Even more incredibly, the enormous goddess in the sky, illuminated by the dazzling fireworks, gradually came to life. At first, a few strands of her black hair fluttered in the wind, then her flowing robes swayed, as if she were about to gracefully descend from the sky. Finally, she smiled radiantly and danced in the air.

Qin Yang, upon closer inspection, was also startled. "This is…"

The High Priestess's face clearly betrayed her astonishment. "Guanyin Bodhisattva is coming to the altar in person…"

Her voice trembled slightly, clearly filled with excitement.

"Ah? No way!"

Qin Yang felt this dream was far too bizarre; was it just a hallucination caused by exhaustion? But the beauty beside him was undeniably real!

The High Priestess, shocked, blushed slightly. She glanced at Qin Yang, who was staring blankly into the air, her heart pounding. She gently waved her hand, and a dozen or so priestesses around her leaped into the air as if flying. Their graceful figures and flowing, iridescent robes created a breathtaking spectacle.

With the priestesses' exquisite dance, a huge curtain surrounded Qin Yang and the High Priestess on the altar. The High Priestess gazed at Qin Yang with deep affection, as if her eyes held a thousand words she wanted to say but couldn't express. She gently removed the jade hairpin from her hair, and her long, black hair cascaded down. A sweet fragrance filled the air before Qin Yang's eyes, and he felt a surge of emotion, almost unable to breathe. This young girl possessed a special power, an innate purity that inspired tenderness and made one reluctant to treat her lightly.

With an elegant bend and stretch of her arms, her magnificent robes billowed away, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful, flawless body before him. She smiled shyly, "Since the Goddess Nuwa has personally bestowed her blessing, let's offer our sacrifices together..."

"Alright, I'll go prepare the offerings..."

Qin Yang felt his dream was too absurd; he looked around desperately, searching for a way to wake up.

"You can't leave..."

Her delicate neck lowered, infinitely shy, "That offering is actually you..."

Without further ado, she removed his clothes, her fiery red lips caressing his body inch by inch.

The bright moon hung in the sky, fireworks were dazzling and romantic, and with a beauty in his arms, tender and enchanting. Qin Yang suddenly realized that her face looked so much like Hui Ping!

Bathed in light, "Huiping" possessed rosy temples, skin as white as snow, and beautiful eyes as clear as water, her red lips luscious and tempting. The two rosy, tender nipples atop her proud, snow-capped peaks stared unabashedly at the dumbfounded Qin Yang, swaying gently, their sudden allure almost taking his breath away.

Qin Yang, unaware that he had somehow found himself tightly embracing "Huiping," lifting one of her pink buttocks, his lips parting her cherry lips, while his hands were already churning and kneading her beautiful peony-like vulva, eliciting soft moans and flowing nectar from her. Her hands involuntarily moved to his fiery member, shyly yet eagerly rubbing it against her dew-kissed petals before swallowing it whole! Her paradise was easily filled, slowly swelling, leaving Qin Yang feeling numb all over, seemingly unable to move. But Huiping's beautiful buttocks swayed and trembled seductively, refusing to rest. The two embraced tightly, rolling together, thrusting in and out, their passion palpable. As her honeyed cave opened and spring waters overflowed, Qin Yang's massive member could finally move freely, churning and surging with powerful force.

He moved wildly, admiring her intoxicated and ecstatic appearance. His silver dragon member plunged in and out between her tender, dewy petals, swirling and turning, spraying streams of peach blossom water. Pink stamens peeked out, surrounding his member in a fiery, tender embrace, an indescribable sensuality, an inexhaustible ecstasy. The

beautiful woman in his arms spoke softly and sweetly, her body swaying wildly, further arousing him. He simply placed her on the altar, raising her beautiful legs high on his shoulders. This way, he could penetrate to the very core, indulging in unrestrained desire!

"Good brother, I'm so comfortable..."

she cried out wildly, her beautiful buttocks swaying wildly.

Seeing the beauty beneath him repeatedly lost in ecstasy, Qin Yang felt a surge of pride and his movements became even more vigorous. Each thrust plunged deep into her soft, tender depths, each circle grinding against her until her cries of pleasure filled the air, until a torrent of fluids filled her flower, her fragrant buttocks, her cherry lips, and sprayed over her entire body...

Hui Ping's soft, seductive moans were captivating, and her occasional surprised and shy screams further excited Qin Yang. Her body was so delicate it seemed to drip with moisture, and her unique fragrance intoxicated Qin Yang. He had long forgotten where he was and who she was. At this moment, he only thought about how to bring this stunning beauty to the peak of ecstasy time and time again...

Most wonderfully, this dream wasn't just Qin Yang's. Hui Ping, kneeling on the futon, was also truly immersed in this breathtaking erotic dream!

Huiping felt more than just melting; she felt her body would explode with bliss in the next instant. She couldn't describe the frenzied pleasure, only remembering the maddening sensation of each thrust piercing her core…

A melodious bell rang in her ears again, and Qin Yang's body swayed violently, as if plummeting from the heavens! He suddenly realized the temple was still the same temple, and the monk was still the same old monk. Only Huiping's face was flushed and she was drenched in sweat, while the Guanyin Bodhisattva on the altar smiled meaningfully at him.

Huiping didn't know why she had such disrespectful fantasies before the Bodhisattva. She remembered stripping Qin Yang naked in her daze, grabbing his dream halberd, and indulging her desires wantonly. And the Bodhisattva seemed to have no intention of blaming her. "Take whatever you want. Anyway, he owed you too much in his past life, and it's only right that he repays his debt now…"

She clearly remembered the Bodhisattva saying this to her.

It was the same little stone bridge at the village entrance, the same group of energetic women, and the same cloud of dust. Qin Yang and Xiao Lan's car gradually drove away and disappeared from sight.

"Do you think that thing is true or not?"

one of the women asked.

"What?"

"It's about Xiao Lan's man's... well, you know."

"You're just sour grapes. She gets what she wants every night!"

Shui Xian curled her lip, mocking the ignorant women.

"Yeah, hers is big and beautiful!"

Mei Xia couldn't help but chime in.

"What? You saw it with your own eyes?"

The women suddenly became interested, their eyes widening and necks craning, staring intently at Mei Xia.

"Nonsense, even if Xiao Lan is willing to let us see, Hui Ping, her mother-in-law, won't allow it!"

Xiu Qin chuckled, loudly stirring things up.

"Yeah, you mean she's tall and beautiful! Really, next time be clearer, okay? You scared us to death..."

Ai Lian added fuel to the fire.

Several women with guilty consciences exchanged knowing smiles. How could they know the deliciousness of something without trying it themselves? However, some things, once tasted, should absolutely not be flaunted!

Huiping gazed at the white clouds on the horizon, ignoring everyone's antics. She simply wondered, what did the Bodhisattva mean? What could he have owed me in my past life?

Chapter 43. Strategic Planning

The first snow fell in the capital, the white snowflakes dancing in the sky always bringing a sense of calm. However, the weather was still quite warm, and before the snowflakes could leave any trace on the ground, they quietly disappeared onto people's faces, hands, and bodies.

Liu Qing and Fang Yuan appearing at the airport at the same time greatly surprised Qin Yang. Looking at the black Mercedes limousine behind them, he suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression.

Liu Qing kissed his cheek twice and took his hand, "My father wants to see you, it's very important."

"Is it about the two of us?"

Qin Yang asked, puzzled.

“Not entirely,”

Fang Yuan opened the car door for him. “Zhongtian Real Estate has recently encountered some difficulties, and Dad wants to talk to you about it.”

"Why are you talking to me? I've already resigned!"

Qin Yang glanced at Zuo Lan, who was left standing to the side, and was honestly very unwilling.

"Basically, he's been holding a grudge about Su Mei letting you go..."

Fang Yuan reached out and gently pushed him on the back, "So, my task now is to bring you to him. Please cooperate, okay?"

She smiled gently, her fingers rhythmically tapping on his back a few times. He was stunned. It was a game they often played—Morse code. The sentence she typed was: I want to drink your hot milk!

He was completely speechless. Fang Yuan was his nemesis, his Achilles' heel.

Liu Qing had the driver take Zuo Lan back to her residence first, then headed straight for the Liu family's mansion.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Qin Yang would never have believed that someone could build a super mansion in the prime location of Beijing, a place where land is incredibly valuable. This plot of land was purchased by Zhongtian Group at a high price years ago. Later, due to various reasons, it wasn't commercially developed, but instead a beautiful garden-style building was constructed, which the Liu family simply used as their family's backyard. Such magnanimity and such a strong financial background silenced countless self-proclaimed tycoons in Beijing from that point on.

Fang Yuan whispered a few words to Liu Qing before rushing off to report to her in-laws. Liu Qing took Qin Yang to her room, prepared a bath for him, and told him to relax and rest. Then she went out to choose clothes for him that she had prepared beforehand. Regardless of her father's motives for wanting to see Qin Yang, it was undoubtedly good news for her. If her relationship with Qin Yang could gain her parents' support, that would be the ideal outcome. Although she wasn't a typical obedient girl, but rather an independent and even slightly rebellious girl, she still wanted to try her best to satisfy her parents on such an important life event.

After choosing the clothes, Liu Qing personally mixed him a health drink and brought it to the huge whirlpool. She talked to him while giving his head and neck a relaxing massage. Although she also wanted to snuggle into his arms and be intimate with him, now wasn't the time.

Fang Yuan changed her clothes and came over to greet him, saying that her father was playing chess with friends in the chess room, and Qin Yang could join them anytime if he was ready. So Liu Qing and Qin Yang quickly changed their clothes and followed Fang Yuan.

The chess room was deep in the garden, requiring passage through several corridors to reach it. Fang Yuan's high heels tapped out a graceful rhythm on the wooden floor of the courtyard corridor, her long hair cascading freely, forming a perfect S-curve with her beautiful figure. Facing Fang Yuan's cascading black hair and snow-white skin, his heart became calm and warm. For some reason, the harmonious sound of Fang Yuan's shoes on the floor always reminded Qin Yang of the warmth of home. There was a scent of aged wine in the air, making him want to inhale its unique fragrance in the night breeze. Unconsciously, he seemed to feel his whole body suddenly become clear and open.

Hidden among the distant trees, a classical octagonal building gradually came into view. This was the so-called chess room, also what Liu Qing's father jokingly called the Imperial Study. Pushing open the door and turning past a screen with flowers and birds, the view opened up before him. The elegance of Chinese furniture and the upright and dignified style of Eastern architecture were perfectly embodied here.

"Dad, Qin Yang has arrived..."

Fang Yuan whispered a reminder.

"Hmm,"

an elderly man with white hair held a white chess piece suspended in mid-air with two fingers, turning his head to carefully examine Qin Yang, "Wait a moment, until Chairman Shi and I have finished our match!"

He chuckled and gracefully tapped the chess piece onto the chessboard.

"Okay..."

Qin Yang nodded. Although he had never dealt with these two men, he knew the renowned Chairman Liu Zhongtian of Zhongtian Group and the legendary figure in the real estate industry, Shi Jiping.

“I’ve heard Fang Yuan mention you,”

Liu Zhongtian said, his eyes fixed on the chessboard, seemingly casually. “It’s good that you have backbone, young man, but sometimes you also need to know how to assess the situation. As the saying goes, heroes don’t ask about their origins, and success doesn’t ask about its path. This is a society where the winner takes all; a rich bastard can become a social elite, while a penniless gentleman is worthless… What do you think?”

“Hmm.”

Qin Yang was surprised by his directness and sharp words, but he had come to realize that these were indeed profound truths.

“I was quite surprised that Su Mei couldn’t keep you…”

Liu Zhongtian slammed another piece onto the board, “but until yesterday, I didn’t realize you possessed such great power.”

He looked up at Qin Yang meaningfully. "I never imagined you single-handedly controlled the majority of the company's customer network!"

"The data Su Mei sent me shows that Zhongtian Real Estate's marketing is facing significant difficulties. Several major clients have terminated negotiations and switched to other real estate companies. You know the government's recent tightening of regulations on the real estate industry; your departure is like adding insult to injury."

At this crucial point, Liu Zhongtian finally couldn't help but put aside the chessboard, raising his eyes to carefully examine the man before him. "To be honest, I hope you can come back..."

"Actually, I'd rather do something I enjoy..."

Qin Yang stared blankly at the tense situation on the chessboard.

"I know Liu Qing likes you,"

Liu Zhongtian frowned, "but given your current situation, I can't agree to marry my daughter to you unless you can build a fortune that will provide for her."

"Dad!"

Liu Qing was both anxious and annoyed by Liu Zhongtian's sudden move.

"Alright, I've stated my opinion. Think it over carefully..."

Liu Zhongtian ignored his daughter's dissatisfaction, instead grabbing a white piece and returning to the game.

Liu Zhongtian was known for his fiery temperament and decisive actions, a trait reflected in his chess style. Despite playing white and going second, he relentlessly pressed his advantage, only to have his opponent exploit his initiative, maneuvering and attacking relentlessly. Liu not only lost territory but also saw his promising positions crumble. Despite his impending defeat, he stubbornly continued his fierce battles in every corner of the board.

"A fight to the death needs a plan; mere passion won't suffice,"

Qin Yang murmured, gazing at the board. "You should first seize the center point, occupy the highest point, then penetrate deep into enemy territory to disrupt the battle, and then execute a thirty-three-stone stunt..." On

a whim, Qin Yang even snatched pieces from the two chairmen and launched a live demonstration of ambidextrous fighting. On the small chessboard, the winds shifted, illusions arose, light waves danced in the air, thousands of horses galloped, and the sounds of battle and clashes filled the air. In his fury, Liu Zhongtian was about to explode, but Qin Yang's casual moves astonished him! He exchanged a glance with Shi Jiping opposite him, and decided to calm down and carefully study Qin Yang's ingenious strategies.

Qin Yang deduced up to 119 moves in one breath, and finally used the momentum of the center piece to leave a ko threat, winning by half a point. The two old men looked at each other, speechless and ashamed. At first glance, Qin Yang's moves seemed casual and effortless, but with the skill of two top-notch players, they could see that each move was exquisitely crafted, an attack and a defense, an advance and a retreat, seemingly infinitely varied, yet with no other choice. Therefore, the final half-point victory for white was beyond doubt for both of them.

"Truly astonishing!"

Shi Jiping sighed.

"Hmm."

Although Liu Zhongping was unwilling to admit it, he was quite impressed with Qin Yang.

"Fang Yuan, tell the staff to prepare properly. I'd like to invite Qin Yang to stay for dinner so we can have a proper chat..."

Liu Zhongtian waved his hand generously, his face beaming. After all, he had only defeated Shi Jiping a handful of times. Although he had won with Qin Yang's help, it hadn't dampened his spirits at all. As he said, this society only cares about results; who cares how you won!

Fang Yuan agreed and took Liu Qing's hand to go out and arrange dinner. She knew Qin Yang's opportunity had arrived.

"That's how it is between men; they become friends after a fight. Just remember the day Qin Yang was favored by your parents, and don't be jealous..."

She put her arm around Liu Qing's shoulder, comforting her while laughing.

At the dinner table, facing two established business magnates, Qin Yang spoke eloquently. Sometimes the men would argue heatedly, but most of the time it was Qin Yang's monologue. His assessment of the real estate crisis was refreshing. The so-called crisis is merely a reshuffling process, just as has happened in countless industries in China. Like gold being sifted from sand, mud and rocks are swept away, but those who ultimately survive will reap immense rewards. The resources of small and medium-sized players are divided up, and the few remaining large players easily become the rule-makers, thus creating fertile ground for monopolies. Moreover, due to the inherently delicate relationship between the real estate industry and local governments and vanity projects, some are destined to become predators.

"Are we just supposed to sit and wait, seeing who has the most capital?"

Liu Zhongtian pondered.

"We can also rob..."

Qin Yang laughed, "Since only by completely collapsing the existing industry system can we maximize profits, why don't we give it a push from behind..."

"You mean, we should also intervene and suppress the market?"

"That's right, force the small players out, absorb their remaining market share, hoard land, strengthen our power, and gradually gain control of the industry..."

Liu Zhongtian stared at the spirited Qin Yang for a long time, utterly shocked. This young man's courage and ambition far exceeded his expectations.

"If you really have the ability to dominate the market, I might consider handing over Zhongtian Real Estate to you! And of course, Qingqing too!"

Chapter

44. Missing Your Hot Milk

"Oh, that's just wishful thinking. Whether it can withstand the test of the market remains to be seen."

Qin Yang smiled gratefully. "Besides, I just came from Zhongtian, and it's not convenient for me to go back right now."

He politely declined.

"What? Even if you're not satisfied with Zhongtian Real Estate, are you not satisfied with Qingqing?"

Liu Zhongtian was in a rare good mood and even joked, "Even for your and Qingqing's future, you should come back and work hard."

"Dad, I'm currently working on an experiment with the Swedish company Sober, how can I have time to deal with all that messy stuff at Zhongtian!"

Liu Qing couldn't stand her father using her as a bargaining chip to deceive Qin Yang, making him feel extremely embarrassed. Since Qin Yang was too embarrassed, she decided to fight back herself.

"Look at this, people say girls are outgoing, and she's not even married yet, and she's already siding with outsiders, haha..."

Liu Zhongtian and his wife exchanged a smile.

"I've heard a bit about that experiment."

Liu Zhongtian finished laughing, and his expression slowly became serious. "I don't really understand those things, but it does sound amazing. To be honest, if you succeed, you might be able to buy ten Zhongtian Groups."

He paused, frowning slightly. "But can you give me a timeframe for success? 10 years? 20 years? Or 100 years?"

He glanced at Liu Qing. "Of course, if Qingqing weren't by your side, I wouldn't care when you succeed. But have you considered this: as a man, can you tolerate a woman who loves you growing old in endless waiting?" He reached

out and pulled Mrs. Liu, who was sitting beside him, into his arms. "It's good for young people to have dreams, but first, you need to be able to feed and clothe your wife and children. Otherwise, all dreams are just nonsense!"

"Dad!"

Liu Qing didn't expect Liu Zhongtian's counterattack to be so sharp, and she was momentarily flustered. "I can support myself, why should I rely on a man?"

"Hehe, not bad. If you support yourself, of course I have nothing to say. But what if the men in your family also need you to earn money to support them?"

"So what? Aren't there many people like that abroad!"

"Then ask your man if he agrees..."

Liu Zhongtian pointed at Qin Yang and laughed.

Qin Yang didn't speak, but shook his head seriously. Liu Zhongtian's words were straightforward and sharp, truly piercing his heart. Given his personality, he would never consider marriage if he didn't succeed in his career. But as Liu Zhongtian said, what if he never succeeded? Was he really going to watch his beloved woman grow old and wretched beside him?

"Ugh, you guys are really driving me crazy!"

Liu Qing, seeing that Qin Yang didn't respond to her suggestion, could only dejectedly give up.

At that moment, Qin Yang thought of many things: his parents living a frugal life at home, Lin Feier who had left him, Zuo Lan struggling with a meager sum of 100,000 yuan, Fang Yuan whom he loved, and Liu Qing who loved him. Lin Feier had waited three years for his success, and how much longer would they have to wait? He suddenly felt a nameless fear: if he truly never succeeded, would the whole world abandon him?

"I need some time to think about it..."

Qin Yang said.

"Huh?"

Liu Qing's eyes widened, unable to believe his words. He had just left Zhongtian, was he really going back?

"Good!"

Liu Zhongtian nodded, a satisfied smile appearing on his face. "Good lad, I really didn't misjudge you!"

Fang Yuan also smiled with relief at Qin Yang. She knew what Qin Yang was thinking; of course, he wouldn't give up his dream. The reason he was willing to reconsider Liu Zhongtian's suggestion was entirely because he knew how to cherish the people around him.

"Dad, Qin Yang just left Zhongtian Real Estate. It might not look good if he goes back like this..."

Unlike Liu Qing, who would directly throw a tantrum in front of her parents, Fang Yuan, as their daughter-in-law, was more tactful and easier for them to accept.

"Hmm, I've considered that. If Qin Yang is willing to come back, we'll put his file directly at the head office and then temporarily have him work at Zhongtian Real Estate as an executive."

Liu Zhongtian had been studying Qin Yang's various files these past few days and already had a plan for how to use him.

"Hmm, you're very thoughtful."

Fang Yuan nodded and smiled. Of course, she knew what this meant for Qin Yang. Zhongtian Group has over a dozen subsidiaries, with businesses spanning a wide range of sectors including energy, finance, information technology, electronics, and real estate, making it a true behemoth in the business world. If Qin Yang could secure a senior management position at the head office, it would mean that Liu Zhongtian was already prepared to reserve a place for him on the board of directors. Moreover, Qin Yang's return to Zhongtian Real Estate through this parachuting appointment would undoubtedly be a very prestigious affair.

"You old codger, you're still as formidable as ever!"

Shi Jiping, who had remained silent all along, finally spoke up when the situation was settled. "I shouldn't have lingered here listening to your family affairs, haha, but what can I do? I can't go back hungry!"

He was a longtime friend of the Liu family, so he didn't hold back in his words. "However, I haven't come here in vain today. Your Zhongtian has gained another hero, and the Liu family has gained a fine son-in-law. It's truly a cause for celebration! Um, sister-in-law, could you bring out this old man's best wine that he usually hides away to celebrate? Haha..."

The stiff atmosphere at the dinner table finally warmed up and became more comfortable. Madam Liu looked at Qin Yang and liked him more and more. No wonder Qingqing was so happy when she mentioned him; he was indeed a handsome and talented man. What was even more remarkable was the tenderness he unconsciously showed towards Liu Qing, which moved Madam Liu even more. These days, men who know how to cherish their women are becoming increasingly rare. Sigh, even a girl as good as Fang Yuan doesn't have Qingqing's good fortune!

After dinner, everyone sat together drinking tea and chatting for a while before Qin Yang got up to leave. Liu Qing drove Qin Yang home herself. Both of them were preoccupied and didn't speak much on the way. When they arrived at Qin Yang's building, she remembered she had something important to tell him.

"Move in with me tomorrow; it's not convenient for you here,"

she said.

"We'll see..."

He glanced at the warm orange light from the window, his mind a little chaotic. Zuo Lan must still be awake.

She followed his gaze to the window and remained silent for a moment.

"What about the agreement with Sober Company?"

She put her hand in his arm and leaned on his shoulder.

"Continue with it. This is a dream that can't be stopped no matter what."

He gently kissed her long hair.

"What about Zhongtian?"

"Actually, your father is right. I should at least build a shelter first, so you and the child can have some protection from the wind and rain..."

Her body trembled, she sprang up, cupped his face, stared at him for a long time, and finally smiled sweetly.

"Then when are we going to start making a baby..."

She climbed into his arms and kissed his lips, feeling like she was about to melt into happiness.

When Liu Qing returned home in high spirits, her parents and sister-in-law were still waiting for her.

"Why are you so happy?"

Fang Yuan asked with a smile. Actually, it was obvious that Qin Yang, that stubborn silly boy, had finally figured things out.

"Nothing..."

Liu Qing sat down casually, pretending not to understand, but the radiance and charm on her face couldn't be hidden.

"Qingqing, Daddy has something important to discuss with you."

Madam Liu came over and sat next to Liu Qing, taking her hand in her own.

"Why so serious?"

Liu Qing suddenly felt uncomfortable.

“Because it’s a big deal,”

Liu Zhongtian continued, “I want you to come to Zhongtian Group.”

“Me? Why?”

Liu Qing was somewhat surprised.

“Your mother and I are getting older, and our health is not what it used to be. Although I hold the nominal position of chairman, I feel increasingly powerless. You’ve grown up and gained experience in the business world; now it’s time for you to help me.”

“But I’ve said before that I’m not interested in the family business.”

Liu Qing had always wanted to make her own way in the world, which was why she absolutely refused to become an executive director at Zhongtian Group. With her personality, she didn’t want to live under her father’s wing, nor did she want to live in his shadow.

“But, after all, times have changed…”

Liu Zhongtian rubbed his increasingly aged hands, a sense of melancholy in his eyes, “Actually, if you join Zhongtian now, you’re not only helping me, but also Qin Yang. It’s better for the two of you to support each other than for him to fight alone!”

Liu Qing hadn’t expected her father to say that; she was suddenly stunned.

"Mom knows you've waited so many years for Qin Yang, aren't you in a hurry to get married?"

Madam Liu said affectionately, stroking Liu Qing's hand. "It's always faster for two people to work together, and don't you want to keep such a good man by your side? Silly girl, don't you understand your parents' good intentions?"

Liu Qing's face flushed red; she hadn't expected things to develop this way. "Then what about my business? What about the laboratory I co-built with Sober Company?"

She couldn't resist the strong temptation of spending day and night with Qin Yang, so her words sounded more like a bargain than a refusal.

"Leave your affairs to your sister-in-law. She's very knowledgeable about medical aesthetics and such; she should be more adept at it..."

Madam Liu said with a smile.

Under such careful planning, Liu Qing had no choice but to agree.

Seeing his rebellious and willful daughter finally change her mind, Liu Zhongtian was truly gratified. However, given the gravity of the situation, he couldn't help but offer a few words of advice: "I want you to take over Su Mei's job at Zhongtian Real Estate. But we must make this clear beforehand: although you are the branch president, you must not exceed company regulations or abuse resources to give Qin Yang special treatment. Everything will depend on his own efforts. You must build connections with sincerity and conquer the market with strength. You must not act on emotion."

"Okay,"

Liu Qing nodded. Having struggled in the business world for several years, she understood this point well.

"There's something else I need to tell you,"

Mrs. Liu said, gently stroking her daughter's face. "We can all see that Qin Yang dotes on you. But you're too cautious in front of him; that's not like you. I know you love him too much, you're too afraid of losing him, so you're always careful, even suppressing your own feelings. Silly girl, that won't do. You're not just anyone; that pitiful look isn't you. If you want to be with him for the long term, you must love boldly, dare to make mistakes, let him know what you're thinking, let him know which one is the real you. Only then can you truly be happy..."

This subtle maneuvering between the two of them, using Liu Qing's influence to win over Qin Yang, and then using Qin Yang's influence to win over Liu Qing, finally even including Fang Yuan in their training program. Fang Yuan was utterly impressed by her in-laws' masterful skill. However, just thinking about Qin Yang made her heart race. She really missed his warm milk, she was going crazy with longing. Chapter
45. The Code of Lust

Liu Qing usually doesn't live at home. This house is too big, and sometimes too oppressive and troublesome. So she basically lives in her villa. This time was no different. She wasn't used to sleeping in her own empty and lifeless room, so she climbed onto Fang Yuan's bed and squeezed naked next to her. Both women were used to sleeping naked and liked to touch themselves narcissistically. So, it felt even more comfortable to touch each other's soft, youthful bodies when they were close together. Ivory

bed, pink-clad beauties, two naked beauties made the whole room lively and fragrant.

"Sister, you've become more beautiful lately..."

Liu Qing lay on top of Fang Yuan, kneading her breasts while looking at her face seriously.

"Nonsense, when am I not beautiful!"

Fang Yuan giggled, reaching out to pat Liu Qing's bouncy, shapely buttocks, smugly.

"Really, I'm serious. The contours of your eyes, your nose, your mouth—they all look perfect and sexy. Tell me honestly

, did you do anything?" "No way! You must have gotten too excited today, couldn't sleep, and started teasing your sister-in-law. I'm not going to play along with your nonsense. I'm tired, I need a good night's sleep..."

Fang Yuan, of course, noticed the subtle changes in her body. What woman wouldn't be numb to suddenly becoming more beautiful? That time, after repeatedly bathing in Qin Yang's hot milk and then playfully smearing it all over her body, she noticed obvious changes. But she neither slept with him nor let him inject the hot milk deep into her core. Could simply spraying and rubbing it really be effective? That's just a pipe dream! If that worked, why not just bottle it up and sell it as a top-tier cosmetic!

"Sister..."

"Hmm?"

"If you have time tomorrow, could you help me persuade Qin Yang to move out?"

"Why?"

"Didn't you see that nanny? Alluring eyes, high breasts, perky butt? I'm worried about them being together. Besides, it's not convenient."

"Isn't that his cousin?"

Fang Yuan laughed.

"Forget it, what cousin? Didn't you see the way she looked at Qin Yang? Like she wanted to strip him naked! What cousin acts like that!"

Liu Qing frowned slightly, but couldn't hide her charming shyness.

"Do your own thing. What if they really are cousins? If I rashly break them up, people will laugh at me!"

"But what if they aren't? What if she climbs on top of Qin Yang every night? I haven't even tasted his hot milk myself, how can I let someone else have it! Please, dear sister... he listens to you the most..."

She shook Fang Yuan's neck, acting coquettishly, her red lips kissing Fang Yuan's face haphazardly.

"Hehe, ah, hehe, what if I don't agree?"

Fang Yuan laughed shyly as she dodged.

"If you dare not agree, I'll... hehe..."

Liu Qing leaned down and put one of Fang Yuan's large cherries in her mouth, "I'll bite you here... and... hehe..."

A devilish expression appeared on her face, and then she slowly slid her hand down Fang Yuan's lower abdomen to her tender peach blossom entrance, "Here!"

Her hand gently touched Fang Yuan's delicate petals.

Fang Yuan let out a cry, her body already half-melted, "Help, hehe, ah! No..."

She didn't expect Liu Qing to be so wild today, and had to beg for mercy while panting...

Under the same moonlight, Zuo Lan was also nestled in Qin Yang's warm embrace, her round buttocks pressed against his body. Her pink buttocks clamped his hot treasure. Although her flower was wet to the core, he surprisingly didn't let the halberd penetrate deep into her flower heart.

"I'm tired..."

he only said one sentence, then symbolically circled the beautiful tip of his halberd a few times at the entrance of Peach Blossom Cave, soothing the full, blooming pink petals, before falling into a deep sleep.

She didn't know why she didn't actively mount him and indulge in passionate lovemaking as usual; she simply lay quietly in his arms, her face pressed against his, kissing his lips. "I can never repay your kindness in this lifetime, so I will always be yours. Even if you like another woman, I will still be yours, belonging only to you..."

she silently murmured to herself.

"What if one day he tries to sleep with that Liu Qing sister and wants to have me too? Would I dare to fight Liu Qing for his precious love like the women in the movies? Would I dare to line up with her in front of him, sticking my butt out high, letting him do whatever he wants?"

Her mind raced with these thoughts, her heart pounding wildly, her face turning a ripe apple.

Just as the morning sun opened halfway, Fang Yuan called.

"Hey, wake up! How about we go out for breakfast together?"

Fang Yuan's soft voice came through the phone.

"Isn't that too early?"

Qin Yang groggily reached for his phone.

"That's why it's breakfast! Okay, okay, baby, wake up! Let's go eat!"

Fang Yuan said sweetly.

"Ugh, I'm really scared of you..."

Qin Yang laughed helplessly.

Zuo Lan was sleeping soundly, hugging her pillow, so Qin Yang didn't disturb her. He gently kissed her forehead, then tiptoed out of bed, took a quick shower, and went out.

Fang Yuan parked a Chevrolet minivan at the entrance of the residential area. Such a car wouldn't attract attention in this place, making it more suitable for their low-key date.

A few snowflakes drifted in when Qin Yang opened the car door.

"It's cold outside, isn't it?"

Fang Yuan covered his ears with her hands and touched noses with his.

"Yeah, winter has really arrived."

He touched her lips to his; they were fragrant and soft.

“I know a place that has really good breakfast, let me take you there…”

She quickly escaped his kiss. This place was too crowded and noisy; it wasn’t the place for intimacy.

The elegant environment, delicious snacks, and pretty waitresses—Fang Yuan’s taste was never wrong.

“Did you sleep well last night?”

she asked.

“Yeah, how about you?”

“Not at all,”

she laughed, “Qingqing is such a restless sleeper.”

“Then why didn’t you sleep a little longer…”

he looked at her affectionately.

“Qingqing wouldn’t let me sleep, she forced me to get up and find you.”

She opened her eyes wide, looking at him mischievously.

“Why?”

He was indeed somewhat shocked. “He knows we…”

He opened his mouth, then hesitated.

“What do you plan to do if people find out?”

She rested her chin on her hands, looking at him playfully like a little girl.

“What else can we do? We’ll elope!”

he said seriously.

She paused, her eyes widening, then burst out laughing, “Who wants to elope with you!”

she said shyly.

He smiled too; Fang Yuan was so adorable, it warmed his heart. Alas, sometimes fate truly plays tricks on people. Despite their love for each other so profound it needed no words, they could only watch helplessly as they passed each other by.

"Is Zuo Lan up?"

she asked seemingly casually.

"No."

"On your bed?"

"Yes."

"So she's not some cousin?"

She raised an eyebrow slightly, as if looking at a mischievous child.

"Yes."

He didn't need to hide anything from Fang Yuan.

"You like her?"

"A little."

"Don't beat around the bush with your teacher, just say whether you like her or not."

She pouted coquettishly. "

I like her."

He answered honestly.

"Do you like Qingqing more or Zuo Lan more?"

"They're different..."

He really didn't know how to say it.

Fang Yuan stared into his eyes, silent for a moment, "So, Qingqing is a very good marriage prospect, while Zuo Lan's only function now is... sex..."

"...Even if...is that so..."

He didn't expect her to be so blunt, so unconcerned about a man's feelings.

"Yes, I understand."

She nodded, "Do you still want her to continue being a nanny?"

"No."

His expression gradually became serious.

"So, you're going to take care of her?"

"Yes, I said that."

Fang Yuan sighed slightly, picked up the now-cold coffee in front of her, touched it to her lips, and then put it down.

"If that's the case, you should move out..."

she said.

"Hmm?"

"It's not a good idea for her to stay with you like this, and it's unfair to both her and Qingqing. If you really like her, let her go to school, learn something, broaden her horizons, and at least she can support herself without having to be a nanny. As a grown man, you should at least give her a chance to compete with Qingqing; that would be worthy of her feelings for you."

Seeing his silence, Fang Yuan continued in one breath. "If you don't object, leave it to me to arrange. I'll choose a university for her to study at first and see what her potential is. Also, now that you've moved out, it's not suitable for her to live here anymore. Let her stay with me; I can look after her so you won't be distracted from your work..."

Her expression was like that of a supermom cleaning up the mess left by her child.

"You're right,"

he sighed slightly, "Zuo Lan is much better off with you than with me..."

"How do I tell her?"

he muttered to himself.

"Forget it, these things are easier for women to talk to each other about. Leave Zuo Lan's matter to me."

"Okay."

"Alright, Zuo Lan's matter is settled, now it's time to talk about my own."

She smiled charmingly with a sense of relief.

"What's wrong with you now?"

Qin Yang's emotions were still immersed in the entanglement with Zuo Lan, and Fang Yuan's sudden question startled him.

"I miss you..."

she pouted and said hesitantly, "I miss you so much..."

"Give me your hand."

She took his large hand in one hand, and with the other hand, she lightly danced in his palm.

"My lower body is all wet, I want to hold your treasure, let your hot milk fill my flower core. Do you prefer to be inserted from the front or from the back? I most want to stick my butt up high so you can rub my breasts while deeply penetrating my flower core, that deep, tingling, numb feeling is the most insane. I also want you to ejaculate in my mouth, hot, soft, so intoxicating." She typed this Morse code in his palm.

With a thud, Qin Yang's head hit the table in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Yuan was startled.

"Beautiful and sexy teacher, have you ever heard of something that's similar to wetting your pants..."

he said awkwardly in a low voice. Fang Yuan's face-to-face approach to this kind of online romance novel was comparable to a sperm-draining technique, truly astonishingly powerful!

"Huh?"

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening and couldn't help but giggle. "I don't care, I haven't even had a drink yet, you have to compensate me!"

she said, laughing breathlessly.

Chapter 46. Hot and Soft Moans

"A woman can't keep a man forever just because she has a youthful and tender body. Because there will always be a younger and more tender body to take your place..."

Fang Yuan convinced Zuo Lan with just one sentence.

Zuo Lan knew that Fang Yuan was the great benefactor who had saved her that time, and her heart was already filled with gratitude towards her. Without her helping hand back then, there would have been no chance for her and Qin Yang to continue their relationship, and her life would have been stained with an indelible mark. Moreover, Fang Yuan's beauty, elegant demeanor, and warm smile instilled a strong sense of trust and closeness in Zuo Lan. She knew Fang Yuan was acting in her best interest, so she said nothing more. She suddenly felt a strong desire to go to school. Besides her ever-growing beauty, she desperately needed to improve her knowledge and taste so she could be worthy of being among the beautiful women around him, instead of just a little maid forever standing behind him.

"Qingqing, my task is complete. Come pick her up."

Fang Yuan made the arrangements and immediately called Liu Qing. She should hurry and share the good news, otherwise this girl would be going crazy with worry, she thought to herself with a smile. There

was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, then a sudden, excited scream came through, "Sister, I love you to death!"

Liu Qing's joyful voice made Fang Yuan's ears ring.

Liu Qing's car arrived in a flash.

After a few brief pleasantries, the group began chatting and laughing as they carried their belongings downstairs. Someone like Qin Yang, who frequently travels, couldn't possibly have too much stuff. Besides some clothes, it was mostly research books and materials. Zuo Lan had even less; two suitcases were all her possessions. The community security guard and Liu Qing's driver both rushed to help. Liu Qing said, "You all go help Miss Zuo. These things are my husband's treasures; I'll do it myself." She insisted on personally unpacking and arranging Qin Yang's things. This feeling made her feel warm and made her feel more like a dutiful wife.

"Sister-in-law, Qin Yang and I are leaving now. Once you're settled, come join us! I'll cook for you today!"

Liu Qing said excitedly to Fang Yuan, linking arms with Qin Yang.

"Forget it, if you cook, will the food even be edible?"

Fang Yuan playfully teased her.

The two women laughed and joked for a while before parting ways. Liu Qing took Qin Yang back to her villa, while Fang Yuan drove Zuo Lan back to the Liu family mansion.

Lin Feier emerged from the corner of the building, wearing a red cashmere mini-skirt suit, her jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders, looking stunningly beautiful. Saturday, nine o'clock—their unspoken time and place. She arrived downstairs as usual, full of excitement, only to witness this astonishing scene. She initially thought his new lover was Fang Yuan, but when Liu Qing finally appeared, her heart suffocated. If it were Fang Yuan, their former beautiful teacher, having an occasional affair with Qin Yang, she could barely accept it. After all, Fang Yuan, like her, was a married woman, and neither could abandon their wealth and status to truly live with him. But Liu Qing's appearance was the end of the world for her. She vividly remembered the sharp look in Liu Qing's eyes when she first met him—a declaration of battle only understood between rivals. Back then, she could use her gentle, innocent, and submissive nature to win Qin Yang's heart. But now, what could she use to compete with Liu Qing? Her proud husband was utterly insignificant in the eyes of the Liu family. Besides, if her husband knew about her intimate physical relationship with Qin Yang, would she even survive?

Lin Feier felt frozen solid. In a daze, she walked out of the apartment complex and got into the red Ferrari parked far away on the street. Listening to the powerful roar of the Ferrari engine, tears streamed down her face. Her world stopped; everything before her seemed to turn a lifeless black and white. Thinking back, she realized that all these years, she had always been close to Qin Yang. Although she didn't want to admit it, he had become an indispensable part of her life. And now, she suddenly realized she was about to lose him forever, both emotionally and physically.

The Ferrari's wheels kicked up snow, and it sped forward. Lin Feier frantically overtook the surrounding traffic, ran red lights, and caused chaos. Her world was completely out of control. What she found most unbearable was how beautiful the nanny had become! She must have been intimate with him countless times to have changed so rapidly! But what right did she have? She had nothing, and wasn't even particularly pretty—what right did she have? Lin Feier seemed to have forgotten that the little girl who dragged her luggage into the university gates was no different from Zuo Lan.

Liu Qing's villa was a beautiful three-story European-style building. Having grown up away from home, she still preferred the tranquil and romantic European pastoral style. She pressed him down on the large European-style sofa in the living room, not letting him lift a finger, and instead busied herself arranging his luggage.

A beautiful middle-aged woman brought Qin Yang a cup of fragrant tea, then knelt on the floor to change him into a pair of warm, comfortable slippers.

"This is Sister Ling,"

Liu Qing introduced, taking a moment from her busy schedule. "This is my husband, Qin Yang."

Her smile was both satisfied and radiant.

"Hello, son-in-law!"

Sister Ling nodded, greeting him warmly.

"You don't need to be so polite, just call me by my name,"

Qin Yang said, a little embarrassed. However, the Sister Ling before him was poised and elegant, clearly a worldly person. If he wasn't mistaken, this person had worked for Madam Liu and was specially arranged to take care of Liu Qing.

"Sister Ling, could you please prepare the bathwater so he can take a bath and rest? Then please prepare the things on this list for my dinner tonight."

"Miss, are you going to cook yourself?"

Sister Ling asked with a smile.

"Yes, I'd like to try..."

Liu Qing glanced tenderly at Qin Yang. Yes, for this man, she was indeed willing to try many things.

"Okay, almost done."

Sister Ling readily agreed, turning around with a smile to prepare.

"Shall I show you around our house?"

She excitedly took his hand and led him up and down the stairs. She hadn't been idle for days in preparation for his arrival. The entire villa was decorated with noble elegance, her meticulous attention to detail evident everywhere. What moved him most was that his presence was felt throughout the house. He didn't know when Liu Qing had taken so many photos of him—some from university, others from after their reunion. Their photos were displayed intimately together, making him feel as if he were the true owner of the house.

The enormous, round, petal-shaped bed in the bedroom finally welcomed the master of her dreams.

Unbeknownst to Qin Yang, he and Liu Qing were passionately kissing, and she unceremoniously pressed him onto the bed. Her small hands slipped inside his shirt, gently caressing his hot chest. He, in turn, invaded her sweet, fragrant territory with his tongue. Liu Qing's breathing gradually quickened, her hand tracing his navel, then stealthily wandering towards the depths of his pubic hair. Through his underwear, she passionately kneaded and caressed his already proudly erect member.

Liu Qing's beautiful body was on full display; her exquisite curves were breathtaking. Her breasts were as white as snow, yet full of youthful elasticity, the two pink nipples standing proudly high, especially stunning against the beautiful areolas. Her waist was slender and graceful, her plump buttocks trembled—it was simply irresistible. The gentle flow of her vulva was like a spring, nourishing the heart and stirring the soul…

His hand slipped into her deep cleavage, kneading for a while, then parted her breasts, revealing a pair of proud, beautiful breasts that popped out, trembling and swaying, so tender and tempting. He moved his lips from her cherry lips to her nipples, kissing them gently, watching them grow larger, harder, firmer, and more alluring. He licked and entwined them with his tongue, occasionally giving them a light bite, eliciting a soft, seductive cry from her. He kneaded her breasts, performing various seductive techniques, until she was aroused, her waist twisting wildly, her face flushed, and her breath coming in gasps. Her small panties were already crumpled into a thin line, nestled between her glistening petals, making them appear exceptionally fragrant and alluring.

He gently lifted her buttocks, her beautiful legs parting to reveal a voluptuous peony blooming before his eyes…

“Darling, you should take a bath…”

she whispered in his ear, her soft red lips rubbing seductively against his earlobe. She raised her buttocks high, offering that most delicate flower to his lips, seemingly not inviting him to bathe, but rather alluringly tempting his wildest desires.

“Miss, Master, the bathwater is ready.”

Ling’s voice came from outside the door.

“Yes, coming right away.”

Liu Qing replied breathlessly, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her beautiful buttocks gently twisting, pressing him beneath her.

“Darling, rest a while, I’ll devour you tonight!”

she said seductively, like a sexy little lioness to her prey.

Chapter 47. A Perfect Union That

single moment was enough to send Liu Qing's heart trembling, her body going limp, waves of intense pleasure crashing over her like surging waves, leaving her breathless. So, she had to escape. She didn't want her first time with him to be so disappointing, so she needed to conserve her energy and devise a detailed plan to leave an indelible impression on the man she loved.

She escorted Qin Yang into the bathroom, then turned and went out to sort his clothes, ironing them neatly, and storing them in the large wardrobe she had prepared for him, which occupied an entire wall. She had done these things herself when she lived abroad and in university, but since starting work, her sister Ling had completely taken over, so suddenly doing these chores felt clumsy. However, she enjoyed the feeling of touching his clothes, the subtle touch, and the faint scent emanating from his body in the steam, making her feel as if she were caressing his body inch by inch…

Lying in the bathtub, Qin Yang suddenly felt like he'd been taking endless baths all day. He'd showered once in the morning, then went back to shower after Fang Yuan's volcanic eruption, and now, after only moving a few pieces of luggage, Liu Qing had already pushed him into the bathtub again. This feeling was rather amusing for a man. However, under the gentle caress of the surging water, his body quickly relaxed. Liu Qing poured half a bottle of red wine into his bathtub, saying it had many health benefits, especially for men. He didn't comment, but felt a little sorry for the wasted bottle of fine vintage wine. She seemed to sense his thoughts, so she placed the remaining half-bottle beside him.

He picked up the bottle and shook it in front of the light. Although the bottle was scientifically designed to block out light, he could still feel its soft smoothness and exquisite aroma rising and brewing in the air, intoxicating him. He couldn't resist taking a sip. A soft, wonderful sensation assaulted his taste buds, gliding over his tongue, swirling in his mouth, and then, like a silken thread, gently flowing down his throat into his body. He felt as if a key had suddenly unlocked his body, filling him with an indescribable sense of clarity and exhilaration. Even more miraculously, he suddenly discovered that his sense of touch had become exceptionally sensitive. The ever-changing flow of water amplified the pleasure it brought, and even the red wine mixed in the water seemed to slowly seep through his skin, nourishing his soul.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the wondrous feeling was as if countless beautiful fairies were entwined around him, and countless gentle hands were meticulously caressing every inch of his body. He groaned comfortably a few times, then rested his head on the carefully designed headrest in the bathtub, seemingly drifting into a state of sleep.

A pair of hands gently massaged his head, the pressure light but the technique exquisite, each touch precisely targeting the most sensitive and itchy spots. The intense pleasure was so overwhelming that he couldn't open his eyes or speak, not even daring to groan softly. He wanted to focus all his consciousness and energy on this indescribable bliss.

Those hands slid across his cheeks, lingered briefly at his ears, then circled his neck before settling on his shoulders. He couldn't help but let out a soft moan; the tingling, numbing sensation sent a shiver through his body. Those hands pressed against his neck and shoulders dozens of times, then flowed down to his strong chest muscles, carefully circling them. Soft, nimble fingers gently rubbed his nipples, causing them to stand erect. His breathing became increasingly rapid, his body growing hotter. He wished those hands could linger a little longer; the delicate sensation was no less intense than the tenderness of the bed. But those hands continued their descent, gliding over his abs, around his navel, across his back and buttocks, parting his legs, until they finally cradled his hottest, hardest member in their palms…

A sudden, intense pleasure jolted his body backward, the sight before him startling him. Sister Ling, wearing a flesh-colored bikini, was kneeling in the bathtub, her eyes meeting his massive member. Her body was fair, voluptuous, and beautiful in the bikini. Her long hair was piled high in a bun, revealing her delicate neck, and something glistening seemed to linger at the corner of her mouth.

“Sister Ling?”

He forgot about the massive member still dangling near her lips, and recoiled, nearly tumbling out of the bathtub.

“What are you doing?”

Sister Ling’s eyes widened, her face flushed. She hadn’t expected such a strong reaction; his reaction startled her.

"Wait a minute, beautiful lady, shouldn't I be the one asking you what you want?"

Qin Yang steadied himself and hurriedly covered his private parts with his hands. If Liu Qing saw this scene, things would escalate beyond control! Come to think of it, this maid is incredibly bold!

"Miss sent me to give you a massage."

Sister Ling seemed to read his mind and couldn't help but chuckle.

"This massage is a bit too much..."

Hearing that Liu Qing had sent her, he felt a little more at ease. However, looking at her alluring and fragrant appearance, and the lipstick mark on his own hot area, he still felt a shiver run through his body, even though it was an extremely pleasurable sensation.

"You're clearly a good man who never goes out and messes around,"

she smiled, pursing her lips. "No wonder Master and Madam like you so much. But really, haven't you ever heard of a Thai massage?"

she said, half-coquettishly, half-jokingly.

"I've heard of that..."

Qin Yang sat down awkwardly, stubbornly saying, "But, I think people use it here, right?"

Unwilling to be ridiculed by a woman, he pointed to Sister Ling's high, snowy breasts and retorted defiantly.

Sister Ling seemed taken aback for a moment, then smiled shyly, "In principle, that's not allowed, but..."

She arched her plump buttocks and leaned forward, her pair of tender breasts trembling before his eyes, "If you promise not to tell the lady, then it's not impossible..."

She gently pressed her cheek against his, one hand slowly reaching behind her back, and with a swift movement, unfastened the small butterfly clasp... Two large, papaya-like breasts sprang out, emitting a fragrant aroma, swaying back and forth before his eyes. She alluringly cupped her breasts, kneading and shaking them, while seductively raising her head and moaning comfortably. Her two grape-like nipples hardened under her kneading, standing proudly erect. She circled her fingers around her nipple a few times, then put it in her mouth and began to suckle seductively, her alluring gaze suggesting she wasn't sucking his finger but rather his burning, enormous member. She swam over, her beautiful breasts arching, one hand reaching between her legs to part her pink petals, the other grasping his erect, trembling member...

"Well, Sister Ling, take your time washing, I'm done..."

Qin Yang gazed at the radiant spring scenery, his heart pounding. This woman, dressed, seemed unremarkable, but how could she unleash such power the moment she took her clothes off and saw the bathwater? He decided it was safer to escape before his unruly member completely lost control! Sister

Ling watched him grab his bathrobe and rush out the door, first stunned, then unable to resist giggling, "What a cute man..."

When Qin Yang found Liu Qing in the study after putting on his bathrobe, she was helping him categorize and organize his research materials, neatly placing them on the bookshelf. These were his treasures, so she organized them with extra care. Each little tag, filled with love, had a tiny cartoon sun girl drawn on it, because her name was "Qing" (meaning "sunny"). "You're done washing so quickly?"

Liu Qing looked at his wet appearance, a little surprised. "Didn't Sister Ling give you a massage?"

"Ah, yes."

His face flushed slightly. "But I've already rinsed off, so I didn't need to..."

"Oh, that's a pity!"

Liu Qing smiled sweetly. "Sister Ling's massage skills are amazing! Every time she massages me, I sleep comfortably for a long time!"

"Hehe, maybe next time. I wanted to see you quickly, so I just washed up and came out right away..."

he stammered.

"Really!"

She cupped his face, surprised and delighted. "You're not trying to make me happy, are you? Why are you blushing so much when you say that? Haha."

She gently rubbed her red lips against his, playfully teasing him. No matter what, his words melted her heart.

Qin Yang laughed along with her, pulling her into his wet arms.

"Don't get those documents wet..."

she murmured between their passionate kisses.

When Sister Ling brought him his loungewear, she couldn't help but smile from time to time, making him quite embarrassed. But Liu Qing and Sister Ling seemed to have everything under the sun.

"How is it, Sister Ling? His body is amazing, isn't it!"

Liu Qing said with a wink and a smile.

"Yeah, he could drive any woman crazy!"

Sister Ling laughed too.

Only Qin Yang's face was practically flushed red.

After changing, Qin Yang and Liu Qing chatted and laughed as they organized various documents together. Sister Ling went out to prepare the ingredients for dinner according to the young lady's order. The two sat on the snow-white wool rug in the study, the thick stacks of research materials providing them with endless topics of conversation. Some old photos or a single sentence from an experimental record would evoke countless memories. He was surprised to discover that he and Liu Qing actually had so much in common—their hobbies, their views on people and things, their temperaments, and so on, were all so similar.

Liu Qing smiled warmly to herself. He truly was her soulmate; some subtle feelings are never wrong, and the first moment she saw him decided her life. Although he returned to her side a little late, it was precisely because of this that she learned what it meant to cherish. She vowed to love this man well, never argue with him, never make him angry, and never let him suffer... The two chatted and laughed, occasionally sharing a passionate kiss. However, as time passed, their kisses became more frequent and longer. Liu

Zhongtian called Liu Qing to ask if Qin Yang had made up his mind. If he had, she would arrange for the company's executive vice president to take them both to Zhongtian Real Estate on Monday. Liu Qing glanced at Qin Yang and smiled, saying, "Then Monday it is. I'll make the decision for him." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, followed by Liu Zhongtian's hearty laughter, "Hmm, good! Just like my daughter! So domineering! Haha...

" "What about the lab at Sober's?"

Seeing Liu Qing hang up the phone, he asked again.

“I’ve talked to my sister-in-law, and she’ll be in charge. My team has been with me for so many years; they’re all shrewd and capable, so there won’t be any problems. Besides, I think my sister-in-law’s business acumen is no less than mine. It’s just that my parents used to be very strict, afraid that such a beautiful daughter-in-law would go out and attract unwanted attention, haha. But now it’s different; it’s time for her to try her hand at business. I heard from my mother that she had someone do a fortune telling, and they said my sister-in-law is a great benefactor to our family! I think if she lets go and works hard, she could be an extraordinary person…”

“But it will be hard on you.”

Liu Qing took his hand, looking deeply into his captivating eyes. “You’ll have to shuttle between Zhongtian and Suobo. But then again, when Dad was young, he also explored different fields at the same time. Now that he’s chosen you, it means he thinks you have the potential to surpass him…”

Qin Yang was inexplicably moved, not because of Liu Zhongtian’s appreciation, but because Liu Qing’s sincere words sounded like a virtuous wife encouraging her husband. He hugged her, suddenly feeling very lucky. Chapter

48. Deep Injection.

Fang Yuan and Zuo Lan, as guests, arrived earlier than expected. They also brought a lot of vegetables and meat with them.

"I don't trust your cooking,"

Fang Yuan teased Liu Qing without any restraint. "A kid raised in America, what kind of cooking can she do? It's probably just hamburgers and fast food, I can't even stand the thought."

She pushed Zuo Lan in front of her. "Let me introduce you. As far as I know, this is the real culinary master."

"How about this,"

Fang Yuan smiled slyly, "Originally, you're the host, so we should eat whatever you cook. But then again, we're not strangers here. If your cooking is too bad, it might leave us with some kind of psychological trauma. So, I suggest you have a cooking competition today, okay? You two each cook a few of your best dishes, and then Qin Yang and I will be the judges and score them live. How about that? At least Qin Yang and I won't have a nightmare because of someone, hehe..." In the past

, Liu Qing would have refused in this situation. Since she thinks my cooking is bad, she might as well cook it herself. Anyway, even her parents praise Fang Yuan's cooking skills, so she'd be happy to eat something ready-made. But today was different. Facing Zuo Lan, her competitor, she couldn't back down under any circumstances. Not only that, she was determined to utterly defeat her! What could this girl possibly use to compete with her? Beauty, sex appeal, or cooking skills? Perhaps the only thing they could really compare on was cooking. If she could crush Zuo Lan's confidence in cooking, then Zuo Lan would be completely removed from Liu Qing's list of potential rivals. Because she was simply no match for her.

"Alright, if Zuo Lan is willing, there's nothing wrong with it. Let's compete, but you two judges must be fair, otherwise, I won't let you off the hook."

Liu Qing nodded and smiled, calmly accepting the challenge.

"Isn't that threatening the judges? Be careful, or I'll give you a red card and disqualify you!"

Fang Yuan joked, but she was slightly surprised. To be honest, she had never seen Liu Qing cook any formal meals. Most of the time, she would just make simple fast food to get by. Now, seeing her confidently accept Zuo Lan's challenge, she felt worried. Actually, whether or not there would be a competition was just a casual remark. Fang Yuan's initial intention was to let Zuo Lan showcase her talents, to help Liu Qing out of her predicament since she couldn't cook, and incidentally, to bring Zuo Lan and Liu Qing closer. After all, as women by Qin Yang's side, one accompanying him in his struggles outside, and the other managing the household affairs, such a combination should theoretically be quite good. Who knew that Liu Qing wouldn't appreciate it at all, and even felt that Zuo Lan had invaded her territory? In this case, a real competition seemed inevitable. But, if Zuo Lan lost, that would be fine, but what if Liu Qing lost? With that girl's competitive personality, how would she handle the situation? Fang Yuan suddenly felt that her suggestion was a bit too wishful thinking and ill-considered, because she felt that Liu Qing was bound to lose.

"Alright, let's start preparing now. If you're all not doing very well, we can still go out to eat..."

Fang Yuan said with a smile. "Let's split into two groups. Liu Qing and I will be in one group, and Qin Yang and Zuo Lan will be in the other. One judge will supervise one contestant to ensure the fairness and transparency of the entire competition. What do you think?"

Fang Yuan's grouping was deliberate. Even if Liu Qing wasn't very good, with her help, she probably wouldn't be too bad. At least everyone could save face.

"No way, I don't want to be in a group with you. Look at your gloating face, you're a typical biased referee. I want to be in a group with Qin Yang."

Liu Qing shook her head and said coquettishly. With her intelligence, she couldn't not understand Fang Yuan's intentions, but she just couldn't stand the thought of Qin Yang and Zuo Lan cooking together, shoulder to shoulder and whispering sweet nothings.

"No, it's the judges' committee's decision. The contestants have no right to choose..."

Fang Yuan teased her with a laugh. It would be fine if they had help each other, but if Qin Yang and Liu Qing were paired together, two people who couldn't cook would be a disaster.

"Then we'll do it ourselves. Judges, go take a break and don't cause us any trouble!"

Liu Qing waved her hand nonchalantly, displaying a confident and magnanimous attitude.

"Let's make it clear first, whoever loses does the dishes. No crying, no revenge!"

Fang Yuan didn't say anything more now that things had come to this. Anyway, she had created an opportunity for both of them; whether they could handle it well depended on their fate and destiny.

"Let's watch TV,"

Fang Yuan said, taking Qin Yang's arm as they went to the living room.

In the spacious, bright, and fully equipped kitchen, Liu Qing and Zuo Lan stood facing each other like culinary duels.

"Don't hold back, okay..."

Liu Qing smiled at Zuo Lan, her eyes narrowed.

"Don't worry, I won't..."

Zuo Lan smiled back.

But the smiles of the two beauties looked more like a fierce battle, a clash of swords and sparks. A

plate of bright red fruit on the coffee table caught Fang Yuan's attention.

"What's this?"

She picked one up; it was plump and juicy, trembling slightly in her hand, as if a vibrant life was hidden within it.

"Oh, this is a specialty from Xiao Lan's hometown, called Fairy Fruit. It's said to be especially good for women. I brought some back this time to study its special components, to see if it can be used in wine or medicine,"

Qin Yang said.

"What benefits does it have for women?"

Fang Yuan asked, her eyes wide with interest.

"They say it can make your breasts and hips bigger. The women in Zuo Lanjia Village all have curvaceous figures, quite charming."

"Really?"

Fang Yuan took a bite with some skepticism, and immediately felt an indescribable coolness spread from her mouth to her heart. The juicy, bouncy fairy fruit seemed to dance playfully in her mouth, an indescribable sweet and sour taste instantly conquering her taste buds. "So delicious!"

Her eyes suddenly lit up, "It feels like it's jumping in my mouth!"

She widened her eyes in surprise and joy, jumping up from the sofa like a little girl.

After a few fairy fruits, Fang Yuan's cheeks became even more rosy, pink and beautiful. She felt a warm breath slowly spreading through her body, making her feel an indescribable tingling sensation all over. For some reason, she found that her gaze towards Qin Yang was becoming more and more intense, and her paradise seemed to be quietly flowing with sweet spring water.

"Let's go to the study for a look. If you need anything, let Sister Ling call us!"

Fang Yuan shouted to Liu Qing in the kitchen, then eagerly grabbed Qin Yang's hand and rushed towards the study on the third floor! Her body was driven by a strong desire, completely beyond her control. She was almost going crazy; her beautiful buttocks were full and swollen, her breasts seemed to be overflowing with hot milk. She had to release, so she would either strip herself naked or strip him naked.

When Fang Yuan locked the study door, she already felt like she couldn't breathe.

"Not here..."

Qin Yang's words were cut short by a wild groan, his heat already entering a gentle and enchanting world. His fire surged upwards, and with a buzz, he lost his reason in the intense pleasure. He embraced her beautiful buttocks, flowing downstream, suddenly feeling the magnificent scenery of a waterfall, water splashing, lotus flowers swaying, poetic and picturesque, infinitely beautiful. He lifted her beautiful legs, pulled her to his waist, and passionately kissed her pink tongue. She responded with equal fervor, clinging tightly to his neck, swaying gracefully like a water lily in the wind. This attracted a fish to plunge into the water with a splash, leaping and thrashing about, thoroughly enjoying itself.

Fang Yuan was now completely exposed, like a tender lotus root, her two proud, rosy nipples bobbing up and down. He suddenly remembered the remaining half-bottle of red wine. He carried Fang Yuan to the window, the breeze gently caressing her, and poured the wine from the windowpane onto her delicate body.

The aroma of wine, flesh, and her beauty mingled, creating an intoxicating, ultimate pleasure…

Qin Yang licked and sucked her body with abandon, while his proudly erect member rubbed against her vulva. Strangely enough, Fang Yuan, who was usually so resistant to anything, seemed to suddenly become enlightened after eating the fairy fruit and drinking the fine wine. She took the initiative to embrace his penis and began to kiss and suckle it passionately. Qin Yang placed her on the windowsill, holding her buttocks and spreading her beautiful legs wide apart, even prying open her delicate vulva. He was captivated by the allure of her beautiful flower and lowered his head to kiss the dewy petals. With his wild sucking and biting, her core trembled violently, and strands of silvery threads were pulled from the depths of her core, sparkling and alluring. Her moans were seductive, making him unable to resist lifting one of her beautiful legs onto his shoulder, raising his burning member, and thrusting in with a soft plop.

Unlike before, this time he successfully struck her core; the fairy fruit's power had completely opened her ecstatic passage! Her delicate body swayed wildly like a lily in the wind, her beautiful breasts flying up and down. Qin Yang was overwhelmed by the sight of spring. He caressed her breasts, then her peach-like nipples, gently kneading and squeezing them, his movements becoming increasingly pleasurable and passionate. Her hands groped wildly at his body, the suffocating pleasure almost causing her to scratch his skin raw. She gasped and panted, desperately thrusting her hips in response to his powerful pounding!

"Darling, so big, so hot, so deep, ah..."

Her eyes grew increasingly hazy, "Ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm flying!"

Before she finished speaking, streams of vaginal fluid had already gushed over his most sensitive tip!

Her orgasms came wave after wave, his penis hardening like iron, burning hot. With her constant cries and her flower-like buds sucking wildly, his tip suddenly became swollen, hard, sore, and numb. A tantalizing shiver ran through her, and he couldn't help but thrust his scalding milk into her heart! She felt a surge of tingling heat coursing through her most sensitive depths, an insane, almost irrational pleasure that sent shivers down her spine, leaving her breathless with happiness! She clung tightly to his buttocks, biting her lip, her alluring eyes captivating his soul, leaving him no escape, compelling him to repeatedly irrigate and deeply penetrate her beautiful body!

When Sister Ling came upstairs to call for the young mistress, Fang Yuan had already regained her elegant demeanor. Although Liu Qing and Zuo Lan were downstairs, preventing her from fully indulging, she unexpectedly discovered that after eating the fairy fruit, not only did it produce an extremely strong desire, but even alcohol tasted exceptionally delicious. Qin Yang knew the effects of the fairy fruit on men and initially dared not taste it together, but ultimately succumbed to her temptation, tasting a little on her lips, and was immediately astonished. This feeling was almost identical to the one he had experienced while drinking at Zuo Lan's house. It turned out he was immune to the effects of the fairy fruit and could taste a magical flavor that only women could experience!

But the surprises didn't end there.

When Liu Qing and Zuo Lan each presented their masterpieces, even Fang Yuan stared wide-eyed, speechless for a long time. Zuo Lan's four dishes were embroidered shark fin soup, premium sea cucumber, steamed jade hairpin, and clear bird's nest soup. Not only were they visually appealing and delicious, but the ingredients, knife skills, and cooking time were all meticulously crafted. Liu Qing's four dishes were foie gras pan-fried scallops, golden snails, multi-flavored steak, and asparagus soup. Their delicate and refined presentation, treating the dishes like works of art, was truly admirable.

"How is this possible?"

Fang Yuan was shocked. She had never heard of Liu Qing cooking; how could her dishes be so astonishing? It was unbelievable! In fact, not only Fang Yuan, but even Zuo Lan, who had initially been dismissive of Liu Qing's culinary skills and full of confidence, was greatly impressed by the dishes Liu Qing presented, which resembled works of art from the Louvre. Although she had never seen or tasted such French cuisine, sometimes just looking at someone was enough to gauge their skill level.

Unlike the women, Qin Yang wasn't scheming; he praised the food without hesitation and ate heartily.

"Don't just focus on eating! Who cooked the best?"

Liu Qing asked eagerly.

"Both are great, both of you are culinary geniuses!"

Qin Yang unabashedly chimed in.

"Exactly, exactly! Why don't you two try it yourselves? We can't really judge, Qingqing, this time your sister-in-law is convinced!"

Fang Yuan said with a smile while enjoying the delicious food.

Liu Qing and Zuo Lan exchanged glances, then reluctantly picked up their chopsticks and took a bite of each other's dishes. Zuo Lan had never eaten French food before, so she didn't know what it should taste like, nor could she distinguish between good and bad. She vaguely thought it was alright, but that was all she could say. Liu Qing took a bite of Zuo Lan's dish, turned her head and exchanged a glance with Fang Yuan, then remained silent. To be fair, Zuo Lan's cooking was much better than hers. She had spent over ten days learning from a famous French chef in Beijing, and while the presentation of her dishes was at least 80-90% good, the taste and cooking technique were still far from perfect. Fortunately, Qin Yang rarely ate French food, and Zuo Lan had never eaten it before. Fang Yuan smiled and winked without exposing her, so Zuo Lan had nothing to say.

Sister Ling brought over several bottles of Liu Qing's treasured red wine, and the atmosphere at the dinner table gradually became more lively. Fang Yuan suggested that everyone take a small sip first, then eat some fairy fruit, and then take another sip to see the difference. Back in her hometown, Zuo Lan had never tried this. Fairy fruit was something married women ate; young girls like her would only occasionally try it, and would never dare to eat too much. In her hometown, unmarried girls with overly voluptuous figures would be gossiped about. As for drinking alcohol, that was even rarer. So, after trying Fang Yuan's method, Zuo Lan was as shocked as Liu Qing. The red wine she had previously found unpalatable had become divine!

Liu Qing, whose personality was naturally outgoing and cheerful, also found Zuo Lan more agreeable after a few drinks, and thus became more talkative. Over time, what was supposed to be a battle of wits between women inexplicably turned into a joyous gathering.

Several bottles of wine were quickly devoured, and the women weren't drunk at all; their faces were flushed, and they seemed quite excited. Seeing them chatting happily, Qin Yang simply stood up and took the initiative to clear the dishes and wash them in the kitchen. Liu Qing and Zuo Lan wanted to go with him. Fang Yuan said, "Let Xiao Lan go. Let's consider Xiao Lan the loser today. We can have another round another day, and then we'll have another treat."

Then she said to Sister Ling, "Go back to your room and rest. We don't know how long we'll be going to go crazy, so you don't need to keep us company."

Sister Ling tactfully agreed and went upstairs, while Zuo Lan happily went to wash the dishes. Fang Yuan laughed and said to Liu Qing, "What's the rush? The whole night is yours! Handsome men and wild beasts, isn't that enough for you to be wild?"

"Who are you calling a wild beast?"

Liu Qing wrapped her arms around Fang Yuan's neck, threateningly pinching her breast with one hand.

"Aren't you one yet?!"

The two women giggled and rolled around on the sofa.

In the kitchen, however, it wasn't just a rolling around, but a passionate scene of thrusting unfolded. Sometime during the night, Qin Yang's hand had captured Zuo Lan's breasts from behind. She, as if by telepathy, leaned forward, her beautiful buttocks raised high, perfectly presenting her budding flower to him.

A fierce thrust, like a blue whale entering the sea, was powerful and deep. In an instant, giant waves surged, the whale's tail swayed wildly, water rippled wildly, her vulva trembled, and silver light flashed—a truly breathtaking scene!

Zuo Lan was repeatedly lifted to the crest of the wave, already panting heavily, breathless, but still unwilling to rest. Instead, she used all her strength to desperately thrust her beautiful buttocks back to meet his wild impact.

She turned her head to find his hot lips; only when her lips were both sucking on his could she feel completely possessing this man. "Good brother...faster...please don't stop," Zuo Lan moaned, swaying her beautiful buttocks as she thrust backward.

Chapter 49. Peak Bed Battle.

It's hard to imagine how Qin Yang and Zuo Lan managed to finish washing the dishes. Amidst intense embraces and caresses, shallow thrusts and low movements, enjoying ecstasy while washing dishes to the sound of running water, perhaps the stimulation and pleasure must have been even stronger. The two didn't dare linger too long in the kitchen, so although their bodies remained hot and hard, and their penises still gurgled, they had to leave.

Fang Yuan, seeing the glistening light on Zuo Lan's lips, understood their kitchen battle perfectly. Her feelings were complex and subtle. Unlike Liu Qing, she didn't have such a strong possessive desire for Qin Yang. Due to her status, she preferred to share this lovely man with his women. This way, neither she nor Qin Yang would have such a heavy psychological burden. The two lived their lives peacefully, then at certain times and places, their bodies and minds intertwined, experiencing the ultimate pleasure bestowed by God. Unless one day she truly wanted to abandon the whole world and elope with him, she wouldn't burden him with any psychological baggage related to love.

Liu Qing's attention was entirely on Qin Yang, so she didn't notice the obvious signs of lust on Zuo Lan. The effects of the Fairy Fruit made her body exceptionally sensitive; every gentle caress from him brought unimaginable shock to her flesh. If Fang Yuan and Zuo Lan hadn't been present, she would have stripped herself naked without hesitation, then leaped onto his beautiful, powerful, and majestic steed, indulging in her madness and dreams. Or she would have climbed onto the long dining table, raised her beautiful buttocks high, and offered her wet, glistening buds to his lips, making herself his feast of beauty. Her mind was in chaos, filled with images of herself and Qin Yang naked together—on the sofa, on the carpet, on the stairs, even in front of Fang Yuan and Zuo Lan.

"Sister-in-law, you seem to have something to do tonight, right?"

Liu Qing winked at Fang Yuan, her face flushed.

"No..."

Fang Yuan said, feigning ignorance.

"Are Mom and Dad waiting for you to come back to play mahjong?"

Liu Qing's chest heaved with anxiety as she frantically winked at Fang Yuan.

"Oh, really."

Fang Yuan seemed to realize something. "But I've already told them beforehand that if it's too late, I won't go back and will stay here instead."

She looked at the lustful Liu Qing and smiled slyly.

"That won't do! What if Qin Yang goes to the wrong room if you stay here?"

Liu Qing was almost furious. Faced with this shameless third wheel, she was truly exasperated.

"Hehe, going to the wrong room and getting into the wrong bed, isn't that every man's dream? If he really does go to the wrong room, I'll definitely keep it a secret!"

Fang Yuan teased Liu Qing with a charming and innocent smile. To be honest, she really didn't want to leave Qin Yang alone with Liu Qing; it would be such a waste to have such a delicious treat all to herself.

"You guys chat, I still have a business plan for Zhongtian Real Estate to prepare, so I won't keep you company any longer."

Qin Yang stood up, smiling as he excused himself from the group of beauties. These women were flushed with alcohol and in the midst of their passionate moments, even the way they looked at him seemed like they wanted to strip him naked on the spot. To be honest, although he would much rather strip the three beauties naked on the spot and hold an incredibly wild milking party, dreams are just dreams, and he absolutely wouldn't dare to do that now.

"Alright, alright, I'm not joking anymore. Since Qin Yang has important matters to attend to, we'll head back."

Fang Yuan said with a kind smile, "Mom and Dad are really short one person for their game, we'll get scolded if we don't go back soon!"

She knew where the jokes were going to end, and it was time to stop. In any case, her and Zuo Lan's trip hadn't been in vain; they had both received plenty of sweet dew from him. Although it was short and they couldn't fully enjoy themselves, it was still better than the torment of having meat on one's lips but not being able to eat it, like Liu Qing.

Liu Qing finally breathed a long sigh of relief, her smile becoming even more radiant. "Sister-in-law, since the family is waiting for you, we won't keep you any longer!"

She clung to Qin Yang's arm like a little bird, diligently seeing Fang Yuan and Zuo Lan to the front door.

"You little brat, don't act all innocent after getting something for nothing. Every moment is precious, I won't cause you any trouble today. But, you should probably thank me properly..."

Fang Yuan teased relentlessly.

"Good sister-in-law, good sister, I know I was wrong..."

Liu Qing only hoped Fang Yuan would leave quickly; as for apologizing and thanking her, that was fine with her.

As Zuo Lan and Qin Yang brushed past each other, he reached out and gently pinched her beautiful buttocks; the lingering sensation still made him as hard as iron. She looked up at him intently, and taking advantage of the moment when Liu Qing and Fang Yuan were engaged in a passionate exchange, she seductively slipped a finger into her red lips, making a few suggestive movements. That fleeting glance was enough to nearly send him into a frenzy. This girl was becoming more and more alluring!

After finally seeing Fang Yuan and Zuo Lan off and closing the door, Liu Qing impatiently threw herself into his arms, cupping his face and showering him with a torrent of passionate kisses. While kissing him, she quickly freed herself from her restraints, and in the blink of an eye, she was only wearing a white, semi-transparent lace bra. Like a wild cheetah, she pounced on him onto the large sofa, panting as she tore at his clothes. She had endured for too long, and finally, she erupted like a violent storm.

"Wait, what if Sister Ling comes down?"

He looked at his naked body and Liu Qing, who was only wearing a bra, and felt a deep sense of insecurity.

"Sister Ling knows her limits..."

she whispered in his ear. Then, she extended her pink tongue, teasing his earlobe before gently nibbling downwards...

"You've been driving me crazy waiting..."

she murmured, gripping his burning heat tightly.

He embraced her beautiful buttocks, gently pulling her up to his waist. Reaching out, he found her already cascading like a waterfall, shimmering with silver light, lotus blossoms in bloom, and surging like a hot spring. A giant whale plunged into the water, silver waves surged wildly, swirling and crashing, their momentum like a rainbow. A light toss and a heavy fall, a spear piercing the heart, stirring up endless, indescribable tremors.

Liu Qing was already in a daze, softly moaning and singing, unrestrained, her blissful declaration of conquest echoing throughout the hall. Qin Yang felt that this couldn't go on. Surfing here always gave him a feeling of being watched, making it difficult for him to concentrate and run at full speed. Yet, her body was so alluring, her athleticism and fierce attacks were completely different from any other woman he had ever been with. He had to unleash his full power to have a true showdown with her.

"Let's go upstairs..."

he said.

"Mmm."

She could feel his pent-up desire, her petals gripping him tightly, knowing every subtle tremor. She agreed verbally, but didn't get off him. Instead, she stretched out her arms and tightly hooked them around his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist. "My knight, take me wherever you want..."

Her beautiful buttocks slammed downwards, as if she were the stunningly beautiful knight herself.

He could only carry her step by step upstairs, her cries growing wilder, more unrestrained, more intoxicating with each thrust. The journey was a rare and delightful experience, a shower of sweet dew, scattering countless petals.

Entering the master bedroom, he lifted her beautiful buttocks with both hands and gently tossed her onto the petal-shaped bed. Then, with outstretched arms, he pounced on her like a high diver!

White lotus roots stretched out, flowers bloomed, water shimmered, and fish played among the lotus blossoms. Several bursts of joyful excitement startled the water lilies, causing them to bloom layer by layer, their petals swaying gently, drawing forth countless drops of warm rain.

Liu Qing's face flushed crimson, her fair body like a lily in the wind, swaying and undulating,

displaying countless graceful postures. Although he had already begun to pant heavily under his relentless assault, her body weak and limp, she still bravely placed her beautiful legs on his shoulders… her round, ripe breasts fell from their stalks, trembling and flying wildly. This exchange of high and low thrusts, each stroke hitting the heart, evoked endless soft cries. Indeed, their love was perfect, a seamless union. The sound of flowing water echoed through the valley, like a melody that lingered in the air. Suddenly, Liu Qing trembled, her whole body shaking, and a torrent of hot, gushing fluid shot through her, instantly transporting her to the most beautiful heights.

The repeated influx of hot, turbulent fluid revitalized Liu Qing. She rolled over, pinning him beneath her, "Now it's my turn…"

Her alluring smile was like that of a fairy descending to earth, leaving him momentarily stunned.

Liu Qing took a deep breath, her delicate body swaying wildly as she galloped, her movements fluid and rhythmic, swaying from side to side, even opening and closing in a 360-degree, 3D rotation—a combination of advanced yoga poses. Her breasts flew, her hips swayed, captivating Qin Yang completely.

He had never imagined what it would be like to go from conqueror to conquered, but kneeling before Liu Qing's fragrant buttocks, he realized that sometimes being conquered was a kind of happiness.

At this moment, Liu Qing had transformed into a beautiful, ethereal fairy in his eyes, and he couldn't resist reaching out to caress her exquisite body and alluring face. "If this were a little bigger, that a little rounder, this a little firmer, that a little deeper, it would be perfect," he silently murmured to himself, gently stroking her body's lines with his hands.

In a daze, he felt his whole body stiffen, and jets of wild fluid gushed out, scalding Liu Qing so much that she couldn't help but cry out in pain. It turned out that in that moment of distraction, Liu Qing had taken advantage of his vulnerability, absorbing a burst of fiery passion. However, at the same time, her face was subtly becoming stunningly beautiful under his touch.

Qin Yang was also taken aback. He had sculpted quite a few dolls, but what was going on with this? His hands could subtly change her appearance!

"What are you doing? I'm not done yet!"

She was already breathing heavily, drenched in sweat, but because she had almost fainted from the intense bombardment of Qin Yang's "cannon" at the beginning, she refused to give up now! Red lips, lilac-like lips, full breasts and plump buttocks—it was easy for him to return to his kingly state.

Thus, a strange scene unfolded: Qin Yang was riding the stunning beauty on his body, while beneath her, Qin Yang was focused on using his "God's Hand" on her face and body. The two were doing different things, yet it was all so perfectly harmonious.

When the two of them were both limp and exhausted in her gentle embrace, Liu Qing had already completed her perfect evolution. Although she still looked the same person at first glance, she possessed an indescribable perfection and clarity. It seemed that every part of her was a little more beautiful, every detail a little more refined, and every proportion impeccable. She hadn't become a different person; rather, she had reached the pinnacle of perfection within herself!

Qin Yang felt that his spirit and body had reached their limits, so he fell asleep contentedly inside her. This was the first time he was certain that he truly possessed the legendary ability described in female college dormitories! Chapter

50. Beautiful Mother and Alluring Woman

The snow outside the window continued to fall, but the sky had already brightened, and a new day had begun.

"Dear Master, are you awake?"

A soft, gentle voice echoed in Qin Yang's ears, sweet and smooth, making his heart feel as sweet as honey.

"Hmm..."

Qin Yang stretched comfortably and slowly opened his eyes.

"What's going on!"

Qin Yang was suddenly stunned by the erotic scene before him. A beautiful young woman in a standard busty black silk maid outfit was kneeling before him, smiling at him with affectionate eyes. In a panic, Qin Yang tried to scramble up to see what was going on, but Sister Ling pressed him down with her small hand.

"Miss had an urgent matter to attend to this morning. Before leaving, she instructed us to wake you before noon."

Sister Ling lifted her round, beautiful buttocks and leaned down

coquettishly. "When Miss isn't here, just call me Mei Ling," her breasts playfully rubbing against his naked body.

Mei Ling? That sounded like the name of a busty AV actress! Qin Yang didn't know why his body was reacting so strongly; a gleaming silver spear suddenly stood erect.

"Um, I'm awake now, thank you, hehe..."

He smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed with his erect and fiery erection in front of two beauties. But his eyes never left the beautiful girl's pair of soft, bouncy, jade-like breasts. They were truly the freshness of a young girl's breasts, comparable to Zuo Lan's before she was conceived, but seemingly even softer. He couldn't resist reaching out to grab them, searching for memories of his youth.

"Oh, this is my daughter, Ziwei."

Meiling took Ziwei's hand and let it roam over his naked body.

"Hmm, hello..."

Qin Yang felt a little dizzy. Was he still half asleep? This incongruous fantasy was too absurd. He quickly pulled the blanket over himself, hiding his throbbing erection.

"Don't move yet, our awakening service hasn't officially started..."

Sister Ling smiled mischievously, unceremoniously reaching out to grasp Qin Yang's erection, which he performed his morning ritual of "raising the flag" with both hands, stroking it alternately. “We’re working, please respect our job. Touching you is part of our job, but you can’t just touch me randomly!”

She swayed her shapely hips seductively in front of him, her voluptuous breasts, though visible through her semi-transparent panties, already glistening with moisture. “Otherwise, we’ll sue you for workplace sexual harassment…” She extended

her pink tongue, entwining it with his hot tongue, while moaning softly as she gently rubbed and sucked. Ziwei

seemed a little shy, but seeing her mother so engrossed, she couldn’t help but lean down, gently caressing his nipples while passionately kissing his lips. In this situation, no matter how much Qin Yang tried to refuse or escape, it was impossible. The mature woman’s passionate abandon and the young girl’s tender shyness intertwined, attacking from both ends, plunging his body into an indescribable state of frenzy.

"Where did you get these clothes?"

Qin Yang looked at Ziwei's exposed breasts and buttocks, his blood boiling, almost causing a nosebleed. If it weren't for Sister Ling's superb massage techniques regulating his meridians, he probably would have already lost control and ejaculated prematurely.

"You mean this?"

Ziwei blushed, displaying a pure and shy demeanor, "Hehe... Mom said wearing this will make you like me even more..."

She seemed to have forgotten what she was doing, chatting with him absentmindedly during a break from their kiss.

Meiling hummed a few times, seemingly urging Ziwei to speed things up, but she couldn't bear to stop talking; she absolutely couldn't give up that ultimate deliciousness that made her tongue numb!

"I feel like this is like filming a porn movie..."

Qin Yang was speechless with pleasure.

"Whatever you want, you can do whatever you want to us..."

Ziwei smiled charmingly; she found chatting with him very enjoyable.

"Little princess, I didn't invite you here for chatting, did I?"

Meiling couldn't stand their rambling conversation any longer. She knew her daring and wild plan was incredibly risky; if Liu Qing came back and caught them, it would be a disaster. She held the gleaming, silvery halberd, raising her head. Her smiling, alluring eyes, a strand of hair falling across her forehead, and the trembling, glistening milk on her red lips made the whole scene incredibly sensual and breathtaking.

Meiling took Ziwei's delicate white hand and placed it on his fiery halberd, gently rubbing it. "Like this, then gently take it in...swirling your tongue..."

She casually winked at Qin Yang, then leaned down, leading Ziwei inch by inch to savor his delicious body, though both of them intentionally or unintentionally offered their high, pert buttocks to his mouth.

Qin Yang was gripped by an indescribable frenzy, as if his very soul had been sucked away by the Green and White Snakes. He could only let them entwine and suckle him, indulging in their sweet and unrestrained lovemaking. Even the two beauties' tongue-twisting battle over the luminous pearl excited him to the extreme, leaving him limp and weak.

While holding Meiling and Ziwei, eating breakfast naked on the bed, Qin Yang learned that Meiling had overheard his entire night's lovemaking with Liu Qing and was already astonished. However, what surprised Meiling even more was Liu Qing's amazing transformation when she woke up that morning. Looking at herself in the mirror, Liu Qing was so excited that tears streamed down her face. "My God! That legend is actually true! Making love with him really does make you beautiful!"

She was overjoyed at her stunningly beautiful face; such a divine transformation couldn't be tolerated if it wasn't seen by others immediately. So, she impatiently called Fang Yuan, saying she had a big surprise for her, then briefly told Sister Ling a few things before rushing out the door. Women can't stand showing off their beauty for even a moment, even if their men are still sleeping naked in bed.

Liu Qing's words shocked Meiling beyond measure, because Liu Qing's transformation wasn't just about simple makeup; it was a leap from pretty and elegant to breathtakingly beautiful! Watching Liu Qing's retreating figure, Meiling suddenly conceived a bold plan. Her daughter, a recent college student, dreamed of becoming a model. She was actually quite pretty, with a good figure and face. But Meiling knew that without absolute excellence or powerful backing, it was incredibly difficult to succeed in modeling; many mediocre models ended up resorting to prostitution. Ziwei, however, was stubborn and refused to change her mind once she set her mind on something, much to Meiling's frustration. Seeing Liu Qing's dramatic change, her heart pounded. If she could get Ziwei intimate with him, there would be unexpected rewards—perhaps Ziwei would become a top model!

Meiling's plan was insane; the sooner the better. She wanted to become beautiful before anyone else knew what was going on, lest things get complicated later! When Ziwei saw the sleeping Qin Yang, she was already completely smitten without needing any persuasion. But after all, it was the most important first time of her life. Even after Meiling had meticulously groomed her delicate face and rosy cheeks, she still grabbed Meiling's hand and begged her to stay with her. Meiling, of course, couldn't be happier…

In the Liu family's mansion.

The moment Fang Yuan saw Liu Qing, she spat out all the coffee in her mouth! She knew that after her intimate encounter with Qin Yang, she had quietly become more and more beautiful. She also knew that Zuo Lan's beauty was entirely the result of Qin Yang's hard work, but she never imagined that Liu Qing would surpass Lin Feier, whom Qin Yang had cultivated for years, overnight, becoming such a stunningly beautiful woman!

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