[Urban] My School Beauty Sister (Complete) - 16-18

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Chapter 89 Revenge (Part 1)

The next morning, He Ming got up early. Strangely enough, since acquiring the yoga technique, it seemed that his physical fitness had improved. Even if he got up early in the morning, he felt refreshed and had more time to exercise.

After washing up, He Ming took the MP3 player that was charging and went downstairs. Because he had to wait an hour every afternoon to charge it when he went to see Meng Lei, it was too much of a hassle when time was tight. So he simply bought another one. Anyway, he wasn't short of money, so he could charge it alternately. Knowing that he still wouldn't be able to come back early this afternoon, he planned to take it to the hospital now.

The family of three sat eating breakfast, each with a different expression.

Since obtaining the evidence against Lü Zhenbing, Chen Junyan always had a faint smile on his face, completely different from the "indifferent emperor" he had been before.

Xia Jingmei, on the other hand, was the opposite. The betrayal of her sister was hard for her to accept. Even after two days, she still had a faint sadness on her face and looked very haggard.

He Ming glanced left and right, remembering Wang Yuxin's mention of transferring schools yesterday. He wanted to see what his adoptive parents thought, but he wasn't sure if bringing up such a significant matter was abrupt. He wasn't as wary of the "Indifferent Emperor" anymore, but he was very careful around his beautiful adoptive mother. If he angered her, he would be helpless.

"Aunt Xia, Uncle Chen, I have something I want to discuss with you!"

Seeing his beautiful adoptive mother, who had the smallest appetite, about to get up, He Ming quickly said.

"What is it? Tell me!"

Surprisingly, it was Vice Mayor Chen who answered, his expression towards He Ming practically saying, "Just say what you need, I won't be satisfied without it."

"It's like this, going to No. 1 Middle School is too far for me now. The fare is so expensive every day, and it takes several hours to go back and forth. It's too troublesome. I heard that No. 3 Middle School is very close here, so I wanted to ask if you could help me transfer there next semester!"

He Ming spoke somewhat nervously, his eyes fixed on his beautiful adoptive mother.

"Okay, no problem!"

Chen Junyan agreed without much thought.

"Actually, I wanted to transfer you to another school, but since you said you hoped to come back often when you left the orphanage, I didn't bring it up after that. Now that you've brought it up, it's perfect!"

Xia Jingmei's face softened.

"Oh!"

He Ming was touched, not expecting his beautiful foster mother to be so considerate.

After breakfast, He Ming took a taxi and set off. Because he was going to the hospital to see Meng Lei, he didn't call his girlfriend.

He handed the MP3 player to Meng Lei, chatted with her briefly, and left the hospital amidst the girl's reluctant gaze.

When he arrived at school, He Ming told his girlfriend that he could also transfer schools, which naturally made her beam with joy.

"Where did you go last night? You weren't there for any of the details we discussed!"

Wei Jie rushed over and questioned him as soon as class ended.

"Something urgent came up, I didn't have time to tell you!"

He Ming laughed it off.

"Brother Zhang will send one of his men tonight to pretend to make a drug deal with that guy surnamed Duan, lure him to a secluded spot, and then we'll take advantage of the situation!"

Wei Jie said.

"Hmm!"

He Ming thought it was a good idea, but after thinking for a moment, he asked, "What if he brings a lot of people?" "

If it's just a few, we'll take them all out at once; if it's too many, we'll just give up. We have plenty of time!"

Wei Jie replied.

"Hmm!" He

Ming nodded in understanding .

"After school, we'll go to Brother Zhang's house, get the prepared weapons and disguise masks, and set off as soon as we get a call!"

Wei Jie said.

"Okay!"

He Ming responded.

After school that afternoon, He Ming followed Wei Jie, got into a taxi, and arrived at an apartment complex about ten minutes later, then went up to the sixth floor.

Wei Jie rang the doorbell, and Zhang Qiang opened the door. He Ming went in and saw that the rest of the group were all there.

"How's it going, Brother Zhang?"

He Ming asked impatiently.

"My brother contacted that guy surnamed Duan's men this morning, but we haven't received a reply yet!"

Brother Zhang's expression was somewhat grave.

"That kid won't back out, will he?"

He Ming couldn't help but ask.

"Probably not. I instructed that brother to personally contact that guy surnamed Duan for this deal. The amount is huge; he wouldn't entrust his subordinates with it."

Zhang Qiang pondered for a moment before speaking, then added, "My brother arranged the meeting for nine o'clock tonight. It's still early. Let's grab a bite somewhere and wait!"

The group went downstairs, ordered some food at a nearby restaurant, and ate and chatted slowly until after eight o'clock in the evening before returning to Zhang Qiang's place. He pulled a wooden box out of the room with a clatter, filled with steel bars and watermelon knives.

"Gentlemen, choose yourselves—knives or clubs—but keep your hands clean when you're about to kill someone!"

Zhang Qiang instructed.

He Ming chose a watermelon knife, thinking it would be more lethal.

The group then took out black face masks. He Ming felt a little uneasy; this was the first time he'd ever been in a group fight, and it didn't seem like just ordinary pushing and shoving. However, remembering that the other party was that guy surnamed Duan, all his negative feelings vanished.

But plans often go awry. Finally, nine o'clock arrived, and Zhang Qiang's phone rang. After listening to the voice on the other end, he yelled, "Damn it, find out where that kid is!"

He then tossed the phone onto the bed, saying, "Damn it, that kid didn't go himself!"

"What do we do then? Are we just going to give up and waste our time?"

said Kang Rufeng, the youngest of the five.

"I've already sent the brothers to inquire, but we don't know when we'll get any news, and we don't even know where that bastard usually goes!"

Zhang Qiang's expression was also grim.

Suddenly, a place popped into He Ming's mind. Although that guy surnamed Duan might not be there, it was always good to ask. So he took out his phone, dialed a number, and waited a long time before the other end answered.

"Ming-ge, what's up?"

It was a very pleasant female voice. The owner was none other than Mei Gui, the beautiful waitress at "Heavenly Sound." Since her intimate relationship with He Ming, her way of addressing him had changed; it seemed she had already made her boyfriend her pillar of support, regardless of age.

"Mei Gui, is that guy surnamed Duan at 'Heavenly Sound' right now?"

He Ming asked. Several people nearby also looked over, Wei Jie's face showing a puzzled expression.

"Yes!"

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Mei Gui's hesitant voice rang out.

"Is he alone?"

He Ming pressed, exasperated.

"There are three or four other people!"

Mei Gui's voice lowered considerably, seemingly understanding He Ming's anger.

"Alright, that's settled!"

He Ming hung up the phone, turned around, and saw everyone in the room staring at him. He said, "That guy surnamed Duan is at 'Heavenly Voice' in 'Oriental Paris'!"

"That kind of place is difficult to get into!"

Zhang Qiang rubbed his nose, looking troubled.

"Sigh, unless someone can get him drunk! If we just do it already, we won't cause any big commotion!"

After a moment of calm, Zhou Jian frowned and said.

He Ming's mind suddenly lit up. He said, "I might be able to get him drunk, but he's with someone!"

"That's really going to be difficult!"

Wei Jie chimed in.

He Ming wanted to give up, but a strange sense of worry gradually took over his mind. The last time he was intimate with Mei Gui, he discovered that she was indeed a virgin, still a virgin. He hadn't yet won her over, and he absolutely couldn't let that guy surnamed Duan get there first. So he had to try to disrupt their time together, like tonight. Otherwise, if something really happened, he wouldn't even have anyone to cry to.

He Ming gritted his teeth, picked up his phone again, and called Mei Gui. After she answered, he said, "I need your help!"

"Just say what it is, why are you being so formal!"

Mei Gui said reproachfully.

"I want you to get that guy surnamed Duan drunk as much as possible, and then find a way to get rid of everyone around him!"

He Ming stated his request.

"Okay, I'll try my best. If I succeed, I'll call you!"

After a long silence, Mei Gui agreed. A smart woman is good; she didn't pry.

"Wait a bit, maybe there will be an opportunity!"

He Ming turned to the others in the room and said.

Chapter 90 Revenge (Part Two)

"Hey Lao He, did you call Mei Gui just now?"

Not long after sitting down, Wei Jie leaned in and whispered while the others were talking loudly.

"Yeah!"

He Ming nodded. Although he didn't want to reveal his "womanizing" ways, since they had heard it with their own ears, could he lie?

"When did you get involved with that woman?"

Wei Jie frowned; clearly, he had a very bad impression of Mei Gui!

“I had two conflicts with Duan Feng before. We suspected she was deliberately trying to sow discord, so I found an opportunity to talk to her alone. It turns out it was all just a coincidence.”

He Ming paused, thinking about how to continue.

“A coincidence?”

Wei Jie clearly didn’t believe it.

“It’s like this…”

He Ming gritted his teeth and explained everything clearly, because he felt Wei Jie had the right to know, at least he was an innocent victim.

“She said she fell in love with you at first sight?”

Wei Jie rubbed his forehead, clearly finding it somewhat ridiculous.

“Indeed, I was skeptical at first, but after spending time together, I’m quite certain!”

He Ming wasn’t annoyed by Wei Jie’s doubts and patiently explained the situation.

"Since that's the case, then congratulations again on getting another beautiful woman! You're really something, why don't I have such good fortune?"

Seeing his good friend's very confident expression, Wei Jie straightened his expression, smiled slightly, and patted He Ming's shoulder. However, he immediately frowned and said, "Now that Duan Feng doesn't still consider Mei Gui his girlfriend, have you thought about how to deal with him?"

"I've thought about it carefully. This matter obviously can't be resolved overnight. He has so much power, he's unlikely to be afraid of my threats, so we can only take it slowly and find an opportunity eventually!"

He Ming thought for a moment and said.

"Yeah, that's true. Even if we have a way to make him agree verbally, there's no guarantee he won't go back on his word later! The only way is to find some fatal weakness in him, or completely eliminate the power he relies on!"

Wei Jie nodded and said.

About an hour later, his phone rang. He Ming took it out and saw it was Mei Gui calling. He was nervous, unsure if he'd succeeded. Hesitantly, he answered, "Mei Gui? How is it?"

"Well, he's at Tianlai Zhiyin KTV, completely drunk!"

Mei Gui replied, then added, "What should I do? All the private rooms are full, and there are so many customers. I really can't keep him there any longer!"

"How about this, find a quiet place for him to stay. I'll be right there!"

He Ming thought for a moment and said.

"Hmm, what do you want to do? I'm really busy right now, I don't have time to look after him!"

Mei Gui said, somewhat troubled.

"Don't worry, I'll be there soon!"

He Ming hung up the phone, feeling very excited. He turned around and called out, "Everything's done, let's go!"

"Haha, you're really something, kid!"

Zhang Qiang laughed heartily, then threw the steel bar in his hand aside and said, "Looks like we really have to take what's readily available. What's this thing for?"

His words instantly drew laughter from everyone.

He Ming checked the time and realized it was already very late. Since that kid was sleeping and drinking like a log, there was no need for anyone else's help. It wouldn't be right to trouble Zhang Qiang and the others any further. So he said, "Brother Zhang, and you guys, since Duan Feng is already powerless to resist, there's no need to trouble you. It's so late, we'll go!"

"Haha, Brother He, how can we accept that? We'll come along!"

Zhang Qiang said somewhat apologetically. As the saying goes, "He who takes a bribe is beholden to him," and they had been treated to food, drinks, and even "whores," yet they hadn't done anything.

The others echoed in agreement.

"Hehe, it would be a waste for you guys to go. Do you really think it would take so many of us to beat up a drunkard?"

He Ming laughed.

"Alright then! Since that's how it is, Brother He, we'll take a break! If you need anything in the future, just let us know, and we won't refuse!"

Zhang Qiang scratched his head sheepishly. Indeed, a man of his strong character like him would never be willing to go with so many people to beat up someone who couldn't fight back, especially since that person had no grudge against him.

He Ming and Wei Jie said goodbye to the group, then went downstairs, took a taxi, and headed straight for Oriental Paris. Soon, the two met Mei Gui.

"Where's that guy surnamed Duan?"

He Ming asked impatiently.

"I've put him in a hotel next door!"

Mei Gui put down her work and replied. As always, she wore her OL-style uniform to work, which perfectly accentuated the curves of her body, making her extremely sexy, especially her beautiful legs in stockings, which were the most captivating to men.

"Alright, you go first and lead us to him!"

He Ming had been holding back his anger for so long, and now he was ready to vent it properly.

Mei Gui nodded, then greeted the heavily made-up proprietress before leading He Ming and Wei Jie out of "Heavenly Sound" and heading towards a nearby hotel.

Upstairs, Mei Gui took out her key, opened the room door, and found the lights still on. Duan Feng was fast asleep on the spacious, luxurious bed, snoring loudly.

"What are you doing?"

After holding it in for so long, Mei Gui finally couldn't help but ask, her voice tinged with worry.

"Nothing, we just want to teach him a lesson. You go back first. If he asks what happened later, just say you weren't there and know nothing,"

He Ming said truthfully in a low voice, then gave further instructions. If he didn't explain carefully, he feared he might implicate his beautiful girlfriend, and he would truly regret it.

"Okay!"

Mei Gui nodded obediently, then turned and went downstairs.

Actually, the reason He Ming dared to have Mei Gui get Duan Feng drunk was because the chances of her being suspected were slim. If it were anyone else, he certainly wouldn't have implicated them.

"Haha, you've finally met your match!"

He Ming couldn't help but laugh, then was about to go inside when Wei Jie stopped him.

"Hey Lao He, just in case, we'd better disguise ourselves!"

Wei Jie said, pulling a face mask from his pocket and handing one to He Ming.

He Ming took it, covered his face, and headed towards the room. But after only a step or two, the overhead light went out. Turning around, he saw that Wei Jie had done it; he must have been doing it for added security.

Although the room was dark, the light from the hallway shone through the crack in the door, so it wasn't impossible to see clearly.

He Ming and Wei Jie walked to the bedside, glanced at each other, and then raised their fists to fight.

He Ming and Wei Jie channeled all their pent-up anger into their fists, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh ringing out. Although furious, they hadn't lost their minds; to avoid killing anyone, they focused on Duan Feng's limbs, even instinctively slapping his face instead of punching him.

It wasn't mercy; they just hadn't had enough of life yet!

He Ming was quite surprised. His hands were aching from hitting him, but Duan Feng on the bed remained motionless, only groaning when in extreme pain. He wondered how much alcohol he'd drunk to be like this.

After several minutes of beating, they stopped. He Ming, panting heavily, suddenly had an idea: taking nude photos of this Duan Feng now to blackmail him into leaving Mei Gui might work.

Don't blame He Ming for always liking "nude photos." After what happened with Chen Xuan and Liu Qinyue, he now sees "nude photos" as a universal trump card. Whenever he sees someone he has a grudge against, those two words immediately come to mind.

He Ming turned and closed the door, then turned on the light. Since beating Duan Feng had no effect, there was no need to worry anymore.

Duan Feng on the bed had been beaten horribly, his clothes were in complete disarray, and his once handsome face was now a swollen, red, and swollen mess, with traces of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth .

"Hey Lao Wei, we didn't beat him to death, did we?"

He Ming said worriedly.

"What are you talking about? He's not that easy to kill. Didn't you see his chest heaving?"

Wei Jie said disdainfully.

"Okay, take his pants off!"

He Ming said, relieved.

"Why? Do you want to rape him?"

Wei Jie's face showed fear.

"Bullshit! I just want to take some pictures of him as a souvenir!"

He Ming grinned maliciously.

"So you were planning to use that dirty trick again, how despicable!"

Wei Jie laughed and cursed, but his hands didn't stop. In a few quick movements, he pulled down Duan Feng's pants. The kid was completely unaware and fell asleep again, emitting soft snores.

He Ming took out his phone and took several photos of Duan Feng, who was now completely naked, before stopping, satisfied. Then he called Wei Jie, and the two of them left the hotel.

Chapter 091 Selfie Website: My Lustful Wives

He Ming was very worried about Mei Gui. Although he knew she shouldn't be implicated, he still called her as soon as he got up the next morning to inquire. However, to his surprise, the kid surnamed Duan was still unconscious, whether from drinking too much or being beaten badly.

Because he had photos of Duan Feng, He Ming got the kid's phone number from Mei Gui, preparing to use the same trick again to threaten him with nude photos.

At lunchtime, He Ming had nothing to do, so he called Mei Gui again and learned that the guy surnamed Duan had already sobered up and left. With this answer, he quickly took out his phone, switched to the SIM card he had previously obtained without any information, found the "nude photos" he had taken last night, and sent them to that kid!

After waiting for a moment, his phone rang. He Ming was stunned. This was a new number; he hadn't told anyone. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed Duan Feng calling.

He Ming hung up and texted, "Don't waste your time, I won't answer your calls!"

Two or three minutes later, a text message notification sounded. He Ming was surprised to see a "???" on the other end. He didn't think much of it and went straight to the point, sending a message: "Don't let me see you bothering Mei Gui again, or these photos will be online immediately!"

"You bastard, do you really like my nude photos? Here's a website. Register an account and go in. There's a selfie section, and I'm second on the list. You can have as many as you want. Also, don't you dare mess with Mei Gui. If I find out who you are, I'll kill your whole family!"

A few minutes later, the person surnamed Duan replied.

He Ming stared at the message, completely stunned. His mind couldn't process it. After a few minutes, he finally understood. The person surnamed Duan meant that he didn't care about the nude photos at all, because he already had similar selfies on that website.

"Are you kidding me? Is this for real?"

He Ming's mind went blank. The situation clearly indicated one thing: he had scammed a shameless bastard!

Of course, He Ming couldn't believe the other party's words just because of that. He switched the SIM card back in his phone, intending to immediately go to an internet cafe to check the truth, but remembering that he was under eighteen and couldn't go in, he had to suppress his impulse and wait until he got home that night. Finally

, school was over, and He Ming returned home. His adoptive parents were indeed not home. He quickly went upstairs, turned on his computer, found the text message, and opened the website using the URL.

The first page of the website wasn't the homepage, but the login page. Apart from the two spaces for login, the page was predominantly black, with a background of two stunningly beautiful women posing provocatively, each wearing different uniforms. The woman dressed as a nurse had a half-exposed chest, a sexy bra, and a captivating cleavage; the woman dressed as an office lady had exposed legs, her black stockings revealing her alluring curves, extremely provocative and arousing, making He Ming's blood boil at the mere sight of her.

He Ming knew the picture might not be a real photo; the world is full of inconsistencies. In reality, it might be makeup, but in photos, it could be Photoshopped. He knew about "cover killers" (photoshopped images), so he wasn't interested in finding out anything about the two beauties. He quickly registered an account and logged in.

The website's homepage was predominantly dark, with four large characters in the upper left corner—"Night Temptation!"

Below were many entries, many of which were extremely provocative, such as "sm," "np," and "sx selfies," but these weren't the most eye-catching. The second column displayed pictures of beautiful women that were truly captivating. They were all top-tier beauties, some plump, some slender, dressed in incredibly sexy attire, with various uniforms being the dominant style. Their jade-like legs were adorned with a dazzling array of colorful stockings, a feast for the eyes.

He Ming glanced at them briefly before looking away. He wasn't blinded by beauty; he was perfectly aware of his purpose. He found the ranking list on the right, and the third spot was titled: "My Lustful Wives!"

He Ming clicked the mouse and froze instantly, not because of any tempting scene, but because a dreaded dialog box popped up, displaying "You are not a member of this site and cannot access this page," followed by "Apply for membership!"

He Ming clicked it, and the dialog box changed again, showing two options: "Regular Member" and "Premium Member," with explanations below.

A regular membership costs 1,000 yuan a month and allows browsing most sections of the site, while a premium membership costs a staggering 3,000 yuan a month, offering incredibly tempting privileges. Not only can you browse all sections, but you can also attend the monthly premium member gathering.

To be honest, He Ming hesitated. Even though he was wealthy, he wasn't someone who treated money like dirt; this was no small sum, and he wasn't sure if it was a scam. However, after careful consideration, he gritted his teeth and purchased the premium membership.

Of course, this was his first time using online banking, and thankfully, there were detailed instructions.

The moment the payment was successful, a warning popped up: "No one may download any videos from this website. If discovered, their IP address will be used to pursue legal action!"

He Ming was stunned; this was truly outrageous, like something out of an underground operation!

Becoming a premium member, He Ming didn't hesitate and clicked on "My Lustful Wives." A page popped up; the poster's owner was named "Duan De Yu Feng."

Just by looking at the name, He Ming knew he had found the right place. He carefully browsed the post; from top to bottom, there were three different topics, each with over ten videos. The screenshots were incredibly "messy" yet alluring, featuring a variety of stunningly beautiful women, and several male leads, one of whom was Duan Feng.

He Ming examined the images closely; the content was downright obscene and lewd. The camera angles were completely uninhibited, clearly showing the private parts of men and women, and numerous scenes of multiple partners were depicted. Duan Feng was one of the male leads. He Ming was shocked

. Could it be that this Duan guy would be willing to share such beautiful women with others?

To prove his suspicions, He Ming randomly clicked on a video where, according to his aesthetic standards, the female lead was the most beautiful.

The video started playing, and without even reading the content, He Ming was stunned. The clarity was top-notch, clearly the work of a high-resolution camera, comparable to Japanese adult films.

This was a rather luxurious European-style residential building. The room on the top floor was dimly lit. Duan Feng was writing or drawing something at his desk. After a moment, he looked up and glanced to the side. He saw many photo albums on a tall bookshelf, all featuring the same person: a sexy, mature woman dressed very provocatively—swimsuits, miniskirts, low-cut tops—excessively showing off her curvaceous figure, yet in a measured way, sexy but not vulgar.

Duan Feng looked away, placed a dictionary on the desk onto the bookshelf, and then gently stroked the photos, his gaze unfocused. After a long silence, he turned back and picked up a photograph from the desk.

The scene in the photo made He Ming's blood run cold. The beautiful woman in the photo on the bookshelf was almost completely naked, her back turned and slightly bent over, her plump, porcelain-like buttocks slightly raised. However, due to the angle, although one could see the deep crevice between her buttocks and flesh, the rest was not visible. One of her large, round breasts was half-exposed, but the bud was not visible, which was very alluring. Her beautiful legs, clad in white stockings, were straight, and a pair of white high heels further enhanced her tall and delicate figure, making her seem even more unattainable.

It seemed that seeing this photo aroused Duan Feng's desire. He reached down and touched his erect penis, walked to the side, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

"Hello!"

A female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, this is Feng. Is Nana there?"

Duan Feng stretched out his right hand and bit his nail.

"Sorry, she just went out. Should I have her call you?"

"Oh, no need. Just tell her to remember to have dinner with me!"

Duan Feng hung up the phone, then walked to the side with a somewhat melancholy look. He glanced out the window; the sun was setting, and the window of the opposite room was wide open, clearly showing the scene inside: an elderly man with gray hair lay on the bed, lifeless, like a dead man.

Duan Feng closed the windows of the room one by one, then went to the large bed on the side and lay down, taking out a cigarette and smoking it. The smoke swirled and rose upwards.

One cigarette after another, he didn't know how much time had passed when the door on one side suddenly opened, and a seductive figure walked in.

Upon closer inspection, He Ming realized that it was the woman in the photograph. At this moment, she was completely naked

, every inch of her delicate body was clearly visible, her figure tall yet voluptuous, her slightly curly hair hanging down to her chest, covering one full breast, while the other breast was completely exposed, a truly magnificent bosom, swaying gently up and down in a beautiful arc as she moved forward.

Her waist, though slender, was rounded and voluptuous like a young woman's, incredibly sensual. Her buttocks were even more striking, round and large, almost like an inflated ball of flesh. Her skin was like white porcelain, reflecting light, and the full flesh jiggled slightly with each step, the cleft between them unfathomably deep.

Her legs were long and shapely, the thighs still slightly plump, but her calves were the complete opposite—slender, straight, firm, and shapely, rivaling some professional models. Her feet were bare, her ten little toes painted with bright nail polish, exceptionally provocative in the dim light.

As for her private parts, the thick, dark pubic hair contrasted sharply with the surrounding white skin, appearing strikingly bright. Of course, the secret slit below could not be seen.

He Ming's impression of this woman could be summed up in one sentence—tall yet voluptuous, the typical mature and alluring body of a young woman.

The woman skipped to the wardrobe, her delicate hand lightly caressing the lush, curly hair between her legs. She then pulled out a white stocking and slipped it on.

Duan Feng, already aroused, stared intently at her every move, his eyes burning with desire and lingering affection, as if trying to stop her. He reached down, touching the bulge between her legs.

Once the stocking was on, her legs appeared even more alluring. She then took out a semi-transparent lace pantyhose from the wardrobe, intending to put it on, but then noticed the man's lingering gaze. She smiled and tossed the pantyhose to Duan Feng.

He caught it, kissed it passionately, and glanced at the woman with a knowing look, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

The beautiful woman smiled brightly, walked gracefully over, climbed onto the bed, and unzipped Duan Feng's pants with her delicate hand. She pulled out his already erect and enormous penis, opened her small mouth, and took the glans in, stroking it up and down.

Her plump buttocks were raised due to her kneeling position, the two thick buttocks naturally spreading apart, and the deep cleft of her buttocks was clearly visible. The camera zoomed in at the same time, and her slightly dark anus gently undulated with her breathing. Below were two thick labia, slightly darker in color, peach-shaped, guarding the dark red slit.

Duan Feng's face showed an expression of ecstasy, his hands casually behind his head as he watched the red, luscious mouth manipulate his penis.

The beautiful woman, her plump buttocks raised high, manipulated it for a few minutes, then moved forward, straddling Duan Feng's hips. She grasped his thick penis and slid it between her thighs a few times, then lowered herself and completely "swallowed" it!

"Ah!"

Both of them let out satisfied sounds.

The beautiful woman stretched out her jade-like hands to support Duan Feng's chest, rising and falling her body repeatedly, her plump buttocks slapping against each other with a crisp sound.

Duan Feng closed his eyes slightly, reached forward with both hands, grasped the beautiful woman's two large breasts, and vigorously kneaded them. The full breasts changed shape constantly, and delicate flesh overflowed from between his fingers.

The beautiful woman began to moan lasciviously. As the pleasure intensified, her slender waist seemed unable to support her body, and she slumped forward, collapsing softly onto Duan Feng. Her full breasts were instantly squeezed into large discs, while her plump buttocks continued to rise and fall.

Sensing the woman's waning strength, Duan Feng seemed unsatisfied and began thrusting upwards repeatedly. From behind, one could see his enormous penis forcefully penetrating the woman's wanton vagina, causing the tender flesh inside to churn and churn. Glistening vaginal fluid dripped from his penis, from his testicles onto the sheets.

Finally, the woman's body stiffened, then slumped softly onto Duan Feng.

Seeing this, He Ming couldn't help but be greatly astonished. Duan Feng's performance was incredibly lifelike, comparable to a professional actor. He never expected this guy to have such talent.

The scene flashes to a Sichuan restaurant. Duan Feng sits in a corner, the table laden with bowls and chopsticks, but no food has arrived. He's deep in thought, head bowed, seemingly lost in thought.

Finally, a taxi pulls up outside. The door opens, and first appears a pair of beautiful legs in black stockings and high heels. Then, a familiar figure steps out—it's the woman named Nana.

Nana is dressed formally, wearing a blue blouse with a low neckline that clearly reveals her cleavage. She wears a tight skirt, form-fitting yet not overly taut, with a high slit on each side, revealing her alluring legs in black stockings.

Nana enters the restaurant, then reaches behind her back to subtly lift her skirt. It turns out she's not wearing pantyhose, but rather a pair of stockings, though the uneven hem is puzzling and somewhat detracts from the overall look.

Nana adjusted her slender fingers inside her stockings, then, with a captivating smile, walked towards Duan Feng in the corner. Her steps were graceful, her body swaying slightly, her high heels clicking crisply on the floor, a sound that stirred the heart.

"Feng!"

Nana greeted him, sitting down.

"Nana!"

Duan Feng looked up at her voice, calling out excitedly.

"What are you thinking about?"

Nana asked, noticing Duan Feng's thoughtful expression.

"Nothing, just wondering why you suddenly left!"

A hint of worry appeared on Duan Feng's face.

"Nothing, just sorry I'm late!"

Nana took off her coat, the movement slightly abrupt, instantly exposing her private parts—a narrow black thong. At

a nearby table sat a customer, a foreigner, his eyes fixed on the inadvertently exposed glimpse between Nana's legs, forgetting he was holding a wine glass.

"Is it because of a man?"

Duan Feng asked, his expression complicated.

"What are you talking about? I was just too busy with work!"

Nana replied calmly.

Next, the waiter served the food, and the two ate and talked. It turned out they were already husband and wife. Duan Feng kept asking some discordant questions, seemingly suspecting Nana of having an affair.

Nana, indignant, threw down her chopsticks and walked towards the door.

Duan Feng was startled and seemed to regret it, so he quickly chased after her, finally stopping his wife at the door.

A gust of wind blew, and Nana's skirt suddenly flew up, completely exposing her lower body, which gave the foreigner who had been staring at her in the restaurant a good look.

Nana pulled down her skirt, and after they talked for a while, she seemed to have calmed down, so she followed Duan Feng back inside.

Sitting down again, Nana declared that she loved only Duan Feng. Seemingly to show her determination, she raised one leg, placing it on an empty stool beside her. Her legs, hidden beneath her miniskirt, were completely exposed. Her semi-transparent thong barely covered her swollen mons pubis, and the outline of her labia majora was faintly visible. Then, she parted the thong with one hand, revealing her dark red vulva, and with the other, she took Duan Feng's large hand and placed it between her legs.

Of course, this action was completely witnessed by the foreigner beside her, whose eyes nearly popped out!

Chapter 092 Selfie Website: Stockinged Legs

The plot after this is roughly as follows: Duan Feng's father was a disabled veteran, so he hired a sexy nanny to take care of him.

Because this nanny served Duan Feng's father, one night she accidentally witnessed Nana and Duan Feng's father having an affair. However, as a servant, she knew that such things could not be told, so she kept it a secret.

Later, the nanny gradually fell in love with Duan Feng, and now that they had consummated their relationship, she, dreaming of becoming a wealthy wife, revealed the affair, hoping to break up Duan Feng and Nana's relationship.

Although Duan Feng was heartbroken, he didn't want to confront his beautiful wife, as time went on, he couldn't bear the mental torment any longer and confronted Nana.

Nana could no longer hide it and told the whole story.

It turned out that Duan Feng's father was a soldier who had married a beautiful wife years ago, but sadly, she later passed away.

Heartbroken, he accidentally discovered that the woman his son married bore a striking resemblance to his wife in both temperament and appearance. So, on his son's wedding day, he forced himself on the bride.

From then on, the two became adulterers, one cheating on his son with his wife, the other cheating on her husband with his father—a complete disregard for family ties!

Of course, the gray-haired old man was actually a young man in disguise. He Ming recognized him; he was one of the underlings who had followed Duan Feng during their first time at "The Voice of Heaven."

After the film ended, He Ming was still unsatisfied. He didn't know who had come up with this plot; it was simply brilliant. He had seen many Japanese adult films, but none of them, in terms of acting skills, appearance, or plot, could compare to this video—no, they weren't even worthy of carrying his shoes.

Although he hated Duan Feng to the core, he couldn't help but admire the kid's acting skills. The film industry was truly wasting talent. While

marveling at his performance, He Ming also couldn't help but sigh. This meant the nude photos he had were useless.

After much annoyance, he suddenly became curious. If such a classic film could only rank third, how amazing must the first two be?

Driven by curiosity, He Ming clicked on the top-ranked video, titled "Lonely Beautiful Office Lady."

It contained many videos, but all seemed to feature only one woman, and the preview images showed that her face wasn't visible during filming.

"Could someone be using manipulation to inflate clicks in a place like this?"

Filled with doubt, He Ming opened the video. It showed a luxurious room, the surrounding furnishings clearly visible, also filmed with a high-resolution camera.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a seductive figure walked in. She wore a sexy OL uniform, the extremely low neckline revealing a white women's blouse with the buttons half undone, exuding an alluring, bottomless cleavage. Her slender waist could be encircled with one hand, and the ultra-short, tight skirt barely covered her full, perky, and rounded buttocks, with two shallow folds at the bottom faintly visible. Her legs were clad in sheer black stockings, revealing glimpses of her fair skin, hazy and alluring. Her feet wore high heels of about ten centimeters, radiating the aura of a sophisticated white-collar worker.

He Ming's eyes widened. Although the filming avoided showing the woman's face, just looking at her S-shaped figure was enough to arouse him. To be honest, this woman's figure was even more perfect than the woman in the video with Duan Feng.

The woman in the video turned to close the door, but accidentally dropped the stack of documents she was holding. With no other option, she bent down with her back to the camera to pick them up. This caused her super-short skirt to ride up, revealing half of her buttocks. Underneath the sheer stockings, a white thong was faintly visible in the deep cleavage, completely squeezed between her two full, fleshy mounds, like a drowning person struggling to float but unable to.

She picked up the documents one by one, then walked gracefully to the chair next to the camera and sat down facing him. She picked up the documents and began to read them. A woman in black stockings crossed one leg over the other, occasionally shifting her position. Between her open and closed legs, her private parts were clearly visible. Her private parts would peek out briefly, her panties occasionally peeking out. This kind of teasing, half-concealed allure was irresistible, especially since she was so unhurried. As the saying goes, the harder something is to get, the more you want it. He Ming now understood this principle: the harder something is to see, the more you want to see it.

After shifting positions for a few minutes, she finally put the documents into a file bag, then walked to the side, pushed open a door leading to a restroom. She walked to the toilet stall, lifted her super short, tight skirt, and pulled down her pantyhose by the top.

He Ming's eyes widened. Did this beauty need to relieve herself?

Sure enough, the beauty in the video squatted down, and the camera instantly lowered, focusing on her crotch. Her mons pubis was very pink, and through the sparse pubic hair, you could see delicate skin. Her labia majora were slightly pink, small but quite fleshy, and her labia minora were delicate, thin, and pink, very endearing.

Because she squatted down, her pink slit opened slightly, and the urethral opening, barely larger than a pinhead, gently twitched like a baby's mouth, gushing out a stream of clear liquid.

After urinating, she reached into a nearby plastic trash can, took out a piece of toilet paper, gently wiped her lower body, and then stood up.

The beautiful woman stood up, her jade-like feet swaying slightly, tossing her two brand-new high heels aside. She then directly pulled off her pantyhose and underwear, straightened her delicate body, and began to undress.

Soon, she was only wearing a bra, revealing more than two-thirds of her breasts.

He Ming, who was lustfully watching the video, suddenly trembled, his face changing color, because he saw a distinct pink beauty mark on one of her breasts.

He Ming clearly remembered that Teacher Shui also had a mole in the same spot. With intense inner turmoil, he carefully scanned the woman in the video again, comparing her to Shui Bingning in his memory. He quickly realized it was indeed the same person.

He Ming's heart pounded. What was going on? Why would Teacher Shui film such a video? Was it a personal hobby, or…?

He Ming was deeply troubled. Shui Bingning was missing, yet he had unexpectedly found her self-made video here.

A vague sense of unease crept into his mind. He Ming looked at the poster's name: "Lu Dabu." The profile listed him as male and a high-level member.

"Lu? The Lu family?"

He Ming muttered to himself, scrutinizing the person's profile. He discovered that the person's last login was this afternoon, and the last video posted was also this afternoon, while the first video was posted several months ago.

That earliest video clearly indicated that the Lu family had likely been in contact with Shui Bingning for a long time. If that were true, then she was even more suspicious of the person who moved Xia Jingmei's shares.

He Ming felt a pang of heartache. He had initially clung to a sliver of hope that if it turned out that Teacher Shui wasn't behind it, she might come back to tutor him. But now…

To find more clues, He Ming scrolled through the comments, including some boastful posts. After browsing dozens of pages, he discovered a crucial piece of information: the person filming the video was indeed a man named "Lu Dabu," and every video he posted was the latest. For example, the one uploaded this afternoon, according to him, was filmed this morning.

He Ming's nerves tightened. If this man was telling the truth, then he definitely knew where Shui Bingning was!

The video continued, but He Ming had no interest in watching any longer. He was now carefully considering his options, racking his brains. He had a vague idea:

he couldn't alert him now. The so-called "elderly members" were allowed to attend real-life gatherings, right? He could attend those gatherings and perhaps meet Lu Dabu, thus finding out Shui Bingning's whereabouts.

With this thought, He Ming's worries vanished, and he adjusted the video's progress back to where he was before, carefully watching the video.

The beautiful woman unhooked her sexy bra, and her full breasts sprang out, swaying gently. She reached out her delicate hands to cup the lower part of her breasts, lifting them slightly, the plump flesh playfully changing shape, swaying even more joyfully.

Seeing this, He Ming reflexively reached up to wipe his nose, unsure if he was getting a nosebleed.

The woman's breasts were truly beautiful. Because of her young age, her breasts didn't have the unattractive bloating of a postpartum woman; they were very perky, the nipples slightly erect, very small, seemingly reflecting light, delicate and alluring, making one's mouth water.

Her figure was exceptionally good. When the camera focused on her side, it was a perfect S-shape. If the camera focused on her front or back, it was an alluring hourglass shape. Her entire back was smooth and flawless, unlike the average woman's back which was the same thickness from top to bottom. Because her waist was so slender, it exaggeratedly presented an inverted triangle shape. Her buttocks suddenly expanded rapidly at the bottom, smooth and full like jade porcelain, creating a striking visual contrast!

She picked up the showerhead and slightly wet her perfect body. Then she squeezed out some shower gel from one side and rubbed it up and down her body. Her smooth skin gradually became covered with a layer of bubbles, like a light veil wrapped around her body, half-concealing and half-revealing.

After washing her upper body, she raised her jade-like legs, which were facing the camera, and placed them against the wall in front of her. Leaning forward, she ran her hand, covered in shower gel, up and down the curves of her beautiful legs. This revealed the deep cleft of her buttocks, clearly visible from below. The pink slit was slightly parted, and her labia minora shyly bloomed, glistening with the wetness, like the afterglow of an orgasm—exquisitely alluring. The beautiful

woman picked up the showerhead and rinsed off all the soap, then wrapped herself in a towel and left the bathroom.

The camera followed her into a room, seemingly a bedroom, containing a large bed.

She climbed onto the bed, turned, leaned against the pillows, untied the towel, revealing her perfect body, and began to masturbate.

Those two small hands gradually moved to her full breasts, her jade-like fingers sinking into the plump flesh, gently kneading the mounds into various shapes. Occasionally, she would pinch the bright red nipples with her slender fingertips, gently rubbing them. A gradually increasing breathing sound could be clearly heard.

After kneading for a while, she reached between her legs and began rubbing the dark forest. With a suppressed moan, her legs gradually opened, revealing her perfect mons pubis.

Her slender jade-like fingers slid up and down in the pink crevice, then spread them apart, pushing the labia majora and minora to the sides, revealing the engorged clitoris and the tender flesh of the vulva below.

At the same time, her other hand slid down, pressing her jade-like fingers against the engorged clitoris and slowly rubbing it. The moans in the video became increasingly clear.

He Ming listened carefully; she had guessed correctly—it was indeed Shui Bingning's voice. There was no doubt about it now!

After a while of rubbing, Shui Bingning's delicate body began to tremble, her upturned buttocks actively lifting to meet the movements of his hands, exposing the area between her buttocks. Her small, light-colored anus was very delicate, with the folds of flesh on it slightly wriggling, like a baby's little mouth.

Finally, she trembled violently, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out of her secret passage. Her whole body seemed to have been drained of all strength, and she collapsed onto the bed. The video had also come to an end.

"Xiaoming, have you had dinner? If not, come and have some more!"

A knock sounded on the door, and Xia Jingmei's voice rang out. He Ming quickly turned off the computer, thankfully the volume wasn't too loud, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.

Having found a clue about Shui Bingning, He Ming felt an urge to tell his adoptive parents, but after thinking it over, he felt it was inappropriate. Firstly, browsing such websites was dishonest; the aloof Shui Bingning had done such a thing, and if they actually found her through this clue, given the "Indifferent Emperor's" temper, he certainly wouldn't show her any mercy. If he were to cruelly destroy her, wouldn't he be harming her?

To be honest, in He Ming's eyes, the company's shares were definitely not as important as Shui Bingning, and besides, they weren't even his yet, so he didn't feel particularly angry!

Chapter 093: The Little Girlfriend's Strangeness.

After obtaining the evidence, Chen Junyan made great strides, not only recovering the 10% of assets that had been "tricked" away, but also taking the opportunity to extort a large sum of money.

Of course, He Ming had overheard this from his adoptive parents' conversation. He didn't know the exact amount they had extorted, but what he was most concerned about now was when he would release this information. As long as Lü Zhenbing didn't fall, Wang Yong's father wouldn't be released, and the extremely dangerous "Little Knife Gang" would continue to wield absolute power, a constant thorn in his side.

Although somewhat anxious, He Ming had never considered doing this himself; the level of danger involved was obvious.

"Hey, Lao He, do you know when your mayor father is going to release that information?"

Wei Jie asked He Ming gravely at the start of the new week.

He Ming shook his head helplessly. He also desperately wanted Lü Zhenbing to step down, but what excuse could he use to urge the indifferent emperor? The Tianchong Gang was also looking for evidence; he had already said so.

“I’ve received some information that the Tianchong Gang obtained that evidence to eliminate Lü Zhenbing, the protector of the ‘Little Knife Gang,’ so they could take the opportunity to unify the Jiangzhou underworld. Although their main goal isn’t economic gain, the downfall of such a big shot will definitely lead to the liquidation of his assets. If Mayor Chen is after political interests, there’s no need to worry, since it doesn’t matter who exposes him. But if it’s economic gain, then they need to act quickly, otherwise it will be too late once those scandals are exposed!”

Wei Jie’s thinking was sharp. Chen Junyan, who seemed to have nothing to do with the underworld, was only after political or economic interests!

“I told him that if the Tianchong Gang makes the first move, the value of the evidence will definitely be weakened! The reason they haven’t released it yet is probably because they have their own reasons!”

He Ming sighed. He understood that the reason the Indifferent Emperor hadn’t acted yet was probably because he wanted to extract the maximum benefit. The Lü family was like a hot commodity, with many people eyeing it covetously. Whoever made the first move would reap the rewards, and no one was willing to give up easily.

“Brother Wang is almost completely dependent on others now and always needs someone to take care of him. Every time I visit him, he's all alone, it's so pitiful. Let his father out soon so the two of them can keep each other company!”

Wei Jie sighed. He seemed to know that it was meddlesome for someone unrelated to him to interfere, so he explained.

“Alright! I'll try to urge him again!”

He Ming was also feeling a bit of a headache. After all, Wang Yong had helped him so much; without him, there would have been no yoga technique, and he would probably be dead in the street that night. And the evidence against Lü Zhenbing was also provided by him.

That evening, He Ming went home and talked to his indifferent adoptive father again, his purpose being to urge him on.

“Well, I've already taken two-thirds of the Lü family's assets. Just wait a little longer, at most a week, and I can make Lü Zhenbing penniless! Then I'll take him down. If the Tianchong Gang makes a move before then, then so be it!”

Chen Junyan was in a good mood, clearly because his adopted son's status in his heart had risen, hence his patient explanation.

"A week?"

He Ming thought for a moment. A week wasn't a long time. He'd already waited so long, a few more days wouldn't make a difference. After all, Chen Junyan had gone to such lengths to acquire those shares; in another ten or twenty years, wouldn't he be the one benefiting?

"There's something I don't understand. Since Lü Zhenbing is the mayor of Jiangzhou City, how can he inherit the company's assets?"

He Ming had long been puzzled by this and wanted to ask, but he was often too busy to remember.

"Oh, he has an acting chairman in the company!"

Chen Junyan was still sparing with words. In fact

, it was only natural that he'd told He Ming so much. He Ming was also relieved about one thing: he'd been in this family for a month, but Chen Junyan hadn't forced him to call him "Dad." Had he forgotten? Or was it because he'd helped him so much that he wasn't insisting?

Unable to figure it out, and unwilling to waste his brainpower on such trivial matters, he went upstairs, turned on his computer, and entered the website called "Night Temptation."

To be honest, he was completely addicted to this website. The content was rich, the videos were clear, and most importantly, the female protagonists were all exceptionally attractive. However, none of that was the most appealing aspect. The top-ranked video of Teacher Shui was what kept him on the site every night. He used to drool over those beautiful bodies encased in uniforms, and a glimpse of them would keep him awake with excitement. Now he could look openly, so why not?

He secretly rejoiced that he hadn't told his adoptive parents about this clue. Two days ago, he overheard their conversation; the indifferent emperor had reported Shui Bingning to the police on the third day after her disappearance! He Ming

silently prayed that Teacher Shui wouldn't fall into the police's hands, otherwise things would be dire. This made him even more eager to find Shui Bingning. Although he didn't know how to protect her once he found her, seeing her in person would be much more reassuring. He Ming opened the

"Lonely OL" site and found that it had indeed been updated that evening, so he started watching the video.

Half an hour later, He Ming finished watching the video, still wanting more. However, he wasn't in a hurry to leave. He knew that to find Shui Bingning, he had to start with "Lu Dabu." He Ming wanted to find information about this person in the posts, so he spent a long time browsing through the thousands of posts. Unfortunately, no one mentioned him, whether because they didn't know or for some other reason.

Of course, He Ming's efforts weren't in vain. He discovered an important piece of information: the real-life high-level member gatherings were scheduled for the last weekend of each month, with the specific location uncertain and announced by the website administrators in a post.

He Ming checked the date; the last weekend of this month was the 27th. It wasn't even the middle of the month yet, so there was still plenty of time. He would have to wait if he wanted to contact "Lu Dabu" through this route; there was no rush!

Looking at Shui Bingning's selfie, He Ming felt a little uncomfortable. Now that Liu Qinyue was gone, the only place he could vent his desires was Wang Yuxin, but finding an opportunity was difficult, which was indeed frustrating.

Helpless, he had to relieve himself with his hands. Luckily, he still had his "perfect wife's" sensual underwear. Although it couldn't compare to real sex in terms of touch, the mental stimulation was strong enough.

Of course, before that, He Ming had to do one thing first: spy on his adoptive parents. This was his nightly "homework," because he couldn't relax for a moment!

The next day, He Ming told Wei Jie that the indifferent emperor still needed another week.

"A week is indeed very fast. Actually, I was just worried about Brother Wang. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked about this at all. Since I came to Jiangzhou to study, he has helped me a lot. Seeing him fall to this state, all alone, is really hard to bear!"

Wei Jie explained apologetically.

"Understood!"

He Ming nodded.

One day in class, He Ming's eyes were glued to Wang Yuxin. He felt something was off. He couldn't tell when it had started, but his girlfriend often seemed lost in thought, her brows furrowed, and she would sigh softly, as if she'd lost her soul. She wasn't clingy anymore, and she smiled less when they were together. He couldn't help but wonder.

"Xiao Xin, tell me the truth, is something wrong?"

He Ming asked in a low voice after school.

"No!"

Wang Yuxin shook her head, not saying anything more.

"Really?"

He Ming clearly didn't believe her.

"Really, I'm just a little tired lately!"

Wang Yuxin lifted her chin, forcing a smile as she answered.

He Ming was still somewhat doubtful, a vague feeling that things weren't so simple.

Chapter 94 Peeping Through the Door (Part 1)

Two days passed peacefully. After school in the afternoon, He Ming saw off his good buddies and girlfriend, then dialed Wu Ying's number. A week had passed, and it was time to ask about the progress. He wasn't worried that the 500,000 yuan he had sent would go down the drain; what he really cared about was whether the woman would become negligent or run away.

"Hello, is this Brother Ming?"

Wu Ying's charming voice rang out.

"Yes, it's me. Do you have time now?"

He Ming hadn't planned to ask on the phone. Firstly, there were too many people around, and the noise was deafening, making it inconvenient. More importantly, he understood that seeing is believing, and he didn't want to be given a perfunctory answer.

"Yes, I'm no longer working at the nightclub. I'm available anytime!"

Wu Ying said without much thought. The reason she added the first sentence was probably to assure her employer that she hadn't slacked off.

“Okay, I want to talk to you. As for the location, you don’t mind if I come to your place, right?”

He Ming originally wanted to meet at the nightclub from last time, but the environment there was too noisy. While he was thinking, a thought flashed through his mind. If he could find out Wu Ying’s address, he could raid her anytime in the future and keep track of her whereabouts, so she wouldn’t be slow to act.

“Hmm, okay, I live in Building 5, Room 407, Maple Leaf Community,”

Wu Ying said after a moment’s thought.

He Ming hung up the phone, took a taxi, and arrived at his destination in about ten minutes.

When he got out of the car, he saw that Maple Leaf Community was indeed as its name suggested. Every alley was lined with lush maple trees, their gnarled branches stretched towards the center of the road. Although the June sun was still a bit hot in the afternoon, it couldn’t penetrate the thick layer of leaves, leaving dappled light on the ground. Pedestrians below were completely unaffected by the heat, and the air was very fresh.

He Ming found Building 5, went up to the fourth floor, and knocked on the door of room number 07.

"Creak!"

A slight sound of the door opening rang out, and Wu Ying stood gracefully behind it.

Her slightly wavy hair had a captivating golden hue, flowing smoothly from one shoulder down to her chest. She wore a snow-white, short-sleeved, tight-fitting women's blouse with a very low V-neck, revealing a large expanse of her smooth, jade-like skin. Instead of a necklace, she wore a narrow black, white, and pink striped tie, tied in a delicate bow, highlighting a touch of sophistication and nobility.

Below, a deep, snow-white cleavage was striking, with delicate lace trim faintly visible on either side. Her breasts, remarkably magnificent, bulged with an astonishing curve, full, round, and round. The taut fabric hinted at their elasticity, tempting one to reach out and measure them.

She wore a short, tight blue skirt that barely covered her shapely, full breasts and slender, straight legs, clad in semi-transparent flesh-colored stockings that subtly revealed glimpses of her skin, creating an alluring effect. On her feet were brand-new black high heels that reflected a captivating sheen.

Wu Ying, her right hand adorned with silver nail polish, gripped the doorknob and pulled it open fully, saying, "You're here, come in!"

He Ming withdrew his gaze from her alluring body and entered. A faint, sweet fragrance immediately filled his nostrils; he couldn't tell if it was the woman beside him or some kind of air freshener.

Looking around, He Ming found the room quite spacious and fully furnished; it would be more than enough for one person.

"Sit down!"

Wu Ying greeted him, reaching to untie the small tie around her neck, complaining, "It's so hot. If you hadn't called me, I'd still be in the ice cream shop."

He Ming looked at Wu Ying and saw that her beautiful face was lightly made up, with a faint blush, and fine beads of sweat on her fair forehead. She did look travel-worn. Now, with her hands raised, her chest involuntarily thrust forward, making her breasts appear even fuller. Below her slender waist, her round, pert buttocks arched back in an astonishing curve, fully revealing the curves of her entire body—a perfect S-shaped figure.

He Ming hadn't been with a woman for several days, and upon seeing her, he immediately felt aroused. A surge of desire rushed to his head. Looking around, he subconsciously asked, "Do you live alone?"

"Yes!"

Wu Ying replied, a strange look flashing across her cheeks.

Although He Ming desperately wanted to pounce on her right then and there, he restrained himself. He understood his purpose in coming here, and it wouldn't be too late to ask her questions later.

"How's the matter I asked you to do?"

He Ming breathed a sigh of relief, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and asked.

Wu Ying casually hung the small tie she was holding on a nearby coat hook and replied, "I've already made contact with that guy surnamed Zheng!"

"Contact?"

He Ming was a little confused by the meaning of those two words.

"Don't be angry. I also want to finish the task quickly, but you know, I live on completely different levels from that kind of person. Besides, he's always running between home and the company, so it's really difficult to find an excuse to get to know him. I thought about it for several days but couldn't find a way. In the end, I had to ask a friend with some influence to invite him to dinner, and that's how I got the chance to get close!"

Wu Ying thought He Ming was angry, so she gently sat down beside him and explained softly.

He Ming thought about it and felt that what Wu Ying said made sense. It seemed easy for a beautiful woman to seduce a man into having an affair, but that was based on mutual contact. Otherwise, it was all in vain. That old guy surnamed Zheng was newly married, had a beautiful wife at home, and held a heavy job; he certainly didn't have much free time. It was indeed not easy for a stranger to make contact with him.

At the same time, He Ming felt a delicate fragrance waft into his nostrils. Turning his head, he saw that pretty face so close to his. His gaze shifted slightly downwards, looking down at her, and he could clearly see the deep cleavage beneath her collar, and the two jade-like breasts encased in white lace bras.

He Ming could no longer resist and suddenly reached out and pounced on her.

Wu Ying didn't resist, responding passionately. Their lips were pressed tightly together, their tongues intertwining, constantly sucking the saliva from each other's mouths.

He Ming held her soft, delicate body tightly, his hands roaming over her body, just about to get down to business, when an unfamiliar ringtone sounded.

Wu Ying was startled for a moment, then pulled away from He Ming's embrace, tidied her slightly disheveled hair, picked up her phone from her small bag, looked at it, pressed the answer button, and said sweetly, "Hello, is this Brother Zheng? It's Xiao Ying!"

"Xiao Ying! Are you free now? I'd like to invite you to dinner!"

Because the room was very quiet, Zheng's voice sounded very clear.

“Oh, yes, I do. Here’s what we’ll do, Brother Zheng, I’m home right now. Come over, and I’ll cook you a feast!”

Wu Ying hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“Is no one home?”

The phone was silent for ten seconds before Zheng cautiously asked.

“Yes, I live alone in Jiangzhou City. My parents are out of town!”

Wu Ying replied.

“Where do you live? I’ll come find you right now!”

Zheng’s tone suddenly became urgent.

Wu Ying gave him the address and then hung up, then lightly spat, “You old pervert!”

“I’m here, why are you calling him over?”

He Ming was a little unhappy. He was burning with lust and couldn’t just leave like that!

“Get your phone ready to take pictures. Maybe tonight will bring some unexpected surprises!”

Wu Ying didn’t explain, playfully blinking her big, watery eyes.

He Ming suddenly realized, "That's right! If I could film this guy surnamed Zheng being intimate with Wu Ying, and then let Liu Qinyue see it, it might have an amazing effect!"

"I'll go buy two bottles of wine first. You find a place to hide. If I can get him drunk and unconscious, then we won't need to film. If I don't have that ability and he takes advantage of me, then you can take a few pictures!"

Wu Ying said, her expression somewhat wistful, and turned to walk out the door.

He Ming was stunned for a moment, wondering, would a woman who sells herself care about being taken advantage of?

Chapter 095 Peeping through the door (Part 2)

He Ming looked around and found that the hall was very spacious, with nowhere to hide. So he went to the side and pushed open the door to the room. Inside was the bathroom, which was too small to hide in. If that old guy surnamed Zheng wanted to use the restroom, there would be no room to hide.

He Ming retreated and looked at the other rooms. The kitchen was ruled out, and the bedroom wasn't safe either—they'd have to come in for that anyway. The last room, piled with miscellaneous items, seemed the safest, so he slipped inside.

Closing the door behind him, He Ming noticed a small pane of glass near the lock, perfect for peeping.

Because he didn't know when the man surnamed Zheng would arrive, he didn't dare to be too careless. He stood quietly inside, not daring to make a sound. After about five or six minutes, the door opened, and Wu Ying walked in, carrying a beautifully packaged bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor). She asked in a low voice, "Where are you hiding?"

Finding that she was alone, He Ming opened the door and replied, "Here!"

Wu Ying smiled with satisfaction and said, "Hide well, he's probably about to arrive!"

He Ming nodded, closed the door again, and looked out through the small glass window. He saw Wu Ying busily working. She took seven or eight cans of beer and placed them on the table. Then she opened the bottles, poured out a portion from each, and then opened the baijiu and mixed it in. In this way, she managed to completely dilute the baijiu in the bottle. After doing all this, she put them all away.

"Ding-dong!"

The doorbell rang. Wu Ying quickly wiped the table clean before opening the door.

"You live here?"

Baldy Zheng walked into the house, looking around as he spoke. He was dressed in his usual suit and tie, but because of his height, he didn't look dignified at all; instead, he looked somewhat comical.

"Yes, isn't it rather simple?"

Wu Ying replied with a smile.

"It's not simple, just a bit small!"

Baldy Zheng inspected with a surveying gaze, as if he were an emperor on a tour.

This made He Mingdan, hiding in the house, extremely annoyed. He cursed inwardly, "You should look at your height! You're just a strutting, short pig!"

He utterly loathed this Zheng man. At his age, he had married such a beautiful wife, yet he still thought about philandering. Wasn't he afraid of ruining his life?

A married man going to another woman's house for no reason—it was obvious what his purpose was.

"Please sit down. What would you like to drink?"

Wu Ying, like a wife, took the coat that Zheng had taken off and hung it aside, asking.

"Hmm, a bottle of mineral water will do!"

Baldy Zheng said, sitting down.

"Damn it, why don't you want beer?"

He Ming had seen Wu Ying's earlier little tricks clearly, so he couldn't help but curse.

Wu Ying's expression remained unchanged. She took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to the man surnamed Zheng, saying, "Brother Zheng, drink slowly. I'm going to cook!"

The man surnamed Zheng hesitated for a moment, but still responded.

He Ming waited listlessly. Of course, besides him, the bald man Zheng in the living room was also restless, glancing towards the kitchen every now and then. Everyone knew what he was thinking!

Half an hour later, as the sun set, the bald man Zheng's phone rang. He picked it up and answered, "Hello, wife?" "Oh, I have to work overtime at the company. You eat first!" "Okay, bye!"

Although He Ming couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone clearly because of the door, he knew without guessing that it was Liu Qinyue calling, and he felt angry for her.

"Brother Zheng, dinner is ready!"

Finally, Wu Ying's voice rang out.

"Okay, coming!"

The man surnamed Zheng stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Because of the angle, He Ming couldn't see over there and didn't dare open the door to peek, so he could only sit down boredly, listening to the two laughing like lovers outside the room.

Half an hour later, the man surnamed Zheng returned to the living room and sat down, followed by the sound of dishes being cleared away.

About ten minutes later, Wu Ying reappeared in the living room and sat down. The two, each with their own ulterior motives, exchanged a few perfunctory words. She said, "Brother Zheng, what would you like to drink?"

The man surnamed Zheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you have any alcohol here?"

"Yes, I don't know if Brother Zheng would like baijiu or beer?"

Wu Ying was taken aback, not expecting his request to be exactly what she wanted.

"Baijiu!"

the man surnamed Zheng answered without hesitation.

"Uh, I only have beer here. If you want baijiu, I'll have to go downstairs to buy some!"

Wu Ying feigned difficulty.

At this point, Zheng couldn't insist any further, so he reluctantly said, "Then beer it is!"

A faint, enigmatic smile appeared on Wu Ying's face. She went to the kitchen, brought back two or three bottles of beer, placed them on the table, and said, "Open them all!"

Zheng, unsuspecting, picked up a bottle and handed it to Wu Ying, saying, "You won't just watch me drink alone, will you?"

Wu Ying seemed unable to refuse, so she took it, clinked glasses with Zheng, and took a small sip. She knew that nearly half of it was strong liquor.

And so, Zheng kept urging Wu Ying to drink. He Ming, inside the room, finally understood. This old man also had ulterior motives; he probably wanted to get the beautiful woman beside him drunk so he could take advantage of her.

Wu Ying's eyes darted around, seemingly aware that this couldn't continue. She smiled and said, "Brother Zheng, just drinking is too boring. How about we play a game?"

"What game?"

Zheng, clearly not interested in that, asked listlessly.

“Let’s play a word game. If you lose, you drink a bottle of beer. If I lose…”

Whether intentionally or not, Wu Ying hesitated for a moment.

“What if you lose?”

The man surnamed Zheng’s small, slit-like eyes gleamed with ill intent.

“If I lose, I’ll take off a piece of clothing!”

Wu Ying knew that you can’t catch a wolf without risking your cub, so he offered an extremely tempting offer.

“Okay, it’s a deal!”

The man surnamed Zheng was overjoyed and slapped his thigh.

Inside the room, He Ming almost burst out laughing. This old man never dreamed he’d fallen for their trap. Wu Ying must have at least four or five pieces of clothing on him. Even if their luck was even, he’d still have to drink four or five cans of beer. If it was the kind of baijiu they’d been drinking, he’d essentially be drinking half a jin of pure baijiu. An ordinary person would definitely be passed out.

Thinking of this, He Ming had a sudden inspiration and understood Wu Ying’s meaning. Once the man surnamed Zheng was down, he’d be at their mercy. What difference would a few nude photos make?

Wu Ying placed two bottles of beer on the table, then handed half a deck of cards to the man surnamed Zheng, saying, "Come on."

In the first hand, Wu Ying was lucky and won. Zheng didn't cheat; he picked up the beer and drank it all in one gulp. Of course, he wouldn't suspect how the beer cap had been opened; he assumed Wu Ying was being considerate and had prepared it beforehand.

In the second hand, Wu Ying lost. Pretending to be reserved, she unbuttoned her shirt and took it off, revealing a large expanse of her fair, white skin.

He Ming stared intently at the stunning beauty; calling her a fairy wouldn't be an exaggeration. She was currently wearing only a half-cup lace bra, her two full, firm breasts looking incredibly perky. One wondered if the thin straps on her shoulders could support them. Her snow-white flesh spilled out, creating a deep, bottomless cleavage, forming two plump, semi-circular mounds on either side, clearly full of elasticity. Her lower body was small, her abdomen flat and smooth, like a piece of reflective jade. Her cute little navel was delicate and exquisite, adding to her charm. Her snow-white back had extremely soft lines, slender yet full-figured, not at all thin.

Zheng the Bald's eyes gleamed, only reacting when Wu Ying coughed lightly. Because this game of chain-reaction was very time-consuming, a faint blush had appeared on his face.

The third time, Wu Ying lost again. She stood up, reached out her delicate hand, and unbuttoned her tight skirt. As the skirt fell, an extremely alluring sight appeared.

She was wearing flesh-colored pantyhose, reaching up to her waist, completely enveloping her curvaceous lower body. Her full, pert buttocks were partially concealed by a pair of white lace panties, vaguely revealing her figure. Her long, slender legs, compared to her impressively large breasts and buttocks, appeared exquisitely delicate, a marvel of proportions on a single body.

The fourth round, the man surnamed Zheng lost, and he downed another can of beer.

The fifth round, Wu Ying lost. She used a clever trick, tossing her exquisite high heels aside, then curling her stockinged legs up on the sofa with a "what are you going to do about it?" expression.

"Is this even considered?"

the man surnamed Zheng was dumbfounded.

"Doesn't this count?"

Wu Ying asked with a mischievous smile, clearly intending to cheat.

Zheng, the man, chose to compromise; a grown man like him wouldn't argue with a girl.

In the sixth round, Wu Ying lost again. With no other option, she took off her pantyhose, revealing her slender, beautiful legs. Her full, pert buttocks, no longer covered by pantyhose, still looked perfectly shaped. The panties barely covered her private parts, appearing insignificant, while the flesh on either side was as white as porcelain, seemingly reflecting light.

Seeing this, He Ming's already aching lower body became even more "stubborn." Of course, while the spring scenery was alluring, he was still sweating. If Wu Ying continued to be unlucky, she might not be able to get him drunk, and she might already be completely naked. At that point, when the game ended, that Zheng would definitely unleash his wolfish nature.

Although Wu Ying was just a "prostitute," He Ming still felt a strange pity for her, not wanting her to be ruined by such an old man!

"Strange, I usually have a pretty high alcohol tolerance, I can drink ten or so bottles of beer like this without feeling anything, but what's wrong today?"

Zheng, already showing signs of drunkenness, forced a smile, reached out to rub his forehead, and muttered with some doubt. This wasn't the first time he'd said this.

"Well then, Brother Zheng, let's stop playing, that's all for today, I'll take you home!"

Wu Ying said deliberately, reaching for her clothes.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's continue!"

Seeing that the stunning beauty was about to strip naked, how could Baldy Zheng give up so easily? He quickly shook his head to stop her. No one would doubt that if they hadn't broken through that final barrier, and if he hadn't had some reservations, he probably would have already rushed in.

"Alright then!"

Wu Ying pretended to reluctantly continue, but in her heart, she was probably already overjoyed.

On the seventh try, luck wasn't on Zheng's side again. He drank another can of beer, and as the alcohol took effect, he could barely speak.

Finally, after more than two hours, Zheng collapsed onto the sofa, lifeless like a dead pig.

At this moment, Wu Ying was only wearing a pair of panties, and because the fabric was a little thin, the black glimpse underneath could be faintly seen. 12-02
Chapter 096 Peeping through the door (Part 3)
"Mmm... I'm sucking up all the saliva in your mouth, it's so delicious... so fragrant and sweet, so tasty... I love eating it..."

He Ming had been holding back for too long and had no tenderness for her. He sucked on her like she was eating sugar, while his free hand groped and kneaded her breasts.

"Oh... such a powerful mouth, it feels so good... oh... I can't breathe... oh... delicious... you should... eat more... I'm your wife... my saliva is yours too... eat it... oh... my little tongue feels so numb... it feels so good... eat it... oh... so good... such a powerful wet kiss..."

Wu Ying was also aroused by He Ming's roughness, and whenever her little mouth had a spare moment, she responded with unrestrained, intermittent accompaniment.

He Ming moved his lips away and kissed her perfect, pretty face. One hand reached down and rubbed her full mons pubis through her panties.

Wu Ying wasn't to be outdone; she reached out her delicate hand between He Ming's legs and kneaded his bulging erection.

After kissing for a while and playing with his hands for some time, seeing Wu Ying's aroused desire, He Ming couldn't resist getting to the point. His penis was unbearably hard. He grabbed the beauty's slender waist, placed her in front of the man surnamed Zheng on the bed, and then pulled down her panties!

She was already overflowing with lustful fluids. In just a short while, a stream of water had formed on the bed. Before the large amount of fluid could even soak in, another surge of water would gush out, gradually expanding the water stains on the bed.

The lustful fluids soaked the sparse, dark pubic hair, which clung to the beauty's mons pubis, creating an alluring picture!

The labia, now swollen and red from being constricted by the panties, were parted to the sides. As the panties were pulled down, the two long, snow-white legs unconsciously spread apart.

These legs were truly long and slender, their skin as white as snow, without a single hair, perfectly smooth.

Of course, He Ming, consumed by lust, couldn't care less about anything else; his eyes were fixed on that tiny patch of skin between the legs!

Staring at the beauty of those legs, He Ming's juices flowed freely, and his bright red clitoris peeked out, standing erect between the two pink labia, its tip protruding high after being rubbed.

The clitoris, usually the size of a mung bean, was now engorged with blood, standing erect like a peanut, its delicate beauty accentuated by the pinkish-white surroundings. Red, erect, and tender, it stood proudly atop the valley, utterly adorable!

After wiping his fingers under the thick fluid of his own tongue, He Ming gently placed them on the bright red clitoris. Using his saliva and the previous vaginal fluid, he lightly stroked the delicate little bud with his index finger, once, twice, three times… continuously tugging at the trembling clitoris. With the lubrication, his finger smoothly and effortlessly teased the small, exquisite red clitoris. The clitoris grew firmer with each stroke, hard, slippery, and resiliently erect. His fingers moved faster and faster, smoother and stronger, pressing harder and harder, constantly stimulating the delicate little red clitoris. The clitoris, under the relentless touch of his index finger, was being tugged between the two pink lips—a truly beautiful and moving sight!

"Ah...don't touch there...oh...it's so itchy...oh...stop scratching...it's killing my little hole with itchiness...oh...it's so tingly...oh...you're such a killer finger...you're so good at playing with my little clitoris...oh...be gentle...oh...it feels so good...oh...don't move too fast...I've never dared to touch it so hard there before...oh...but now you're playing with it so hard...ah...my little hole is so itchy...I can't take it anymore...oh...good husband...please let me go...I can't take it anymore...if you keep touching it...I'll die...ah..."

Every time He Ming's lewd finger touched that delicate little red clitoris, the beautiful woman would tremble. The faster his finger moved, the more her body trembled with pleasure, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, as sexy and charming as a beautiful snake.

Seeing the delicate body writhing in stimulation, and the beautiful woman's flushed face, panting heavily with her mouth wide open, He Ming became even more excited and increased the speed of his fingers, constantly sliding and ravaging her tender clitoris, making the pleasure of this beautiful woman lying on his lap even more intense!

"Ah...oh...so comfortable...too hard...you've rubbed my clitoris raw...oh...but it feels so good...this feeling is so good...I never thought...I never thought being touched by a man would feel so good...oh...my pussy is going to break...oh...so itchy and comfortable...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to leak inside...oh...I'm going to leak...ah...so good..."

"Tell your husband what's leaking from your pussy, tell your husband quickly, my beautiful wife..."

He Ming asked smugly, while sliding tightly on her clitoris, intentionally or unintentionally increasing the downward force.

"Ah...husband...my bad husband...oh...so good...do you...want to hear me say the most lewd things...oh...so good...my pussy feels so good...husband...you can't let me become the most lewd and wanton woman...oh...I can't take it anymore...my pussy is going to leak...oh...my pussy is going to leak juice...oh, it's sliding so fast, my little slutty pussy can't take it anymore...oh...I'm going to cum...my slutty pussy is going to leak juice...oh...ah...it's coming...I'm going to die...oh...I'm going to cum to death...ah!"

After a contraction in her lower abdomen, the beautiful Wu Ying's whole body trembled and shook. Her snow-white and slender legs opened and closed incessantly, and her ice-sculpted and jade-like hands pressed tightly against her trembling breasts. With a series of moans, a trace of thick fluid seeped from her slightly open pink jade gate. Although it wasn't as exaggerated as 'taunting,' the intensity of her body language was simply astonishing.

Wu Ying pressed her jade-like hands to her ample breasts. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, her entire body seemed to be lacking oxygen; her chest heaved as she gasped for breath, her body convulsing slightly. Each convulsion caused her small, tender vulva to contract, releasing a gush of lustful fluid. He Ming could clearly see her vulva opening and closing like a fish's mouth, breathing heavily!

Wu Ying's orgasm was truly intense; she convulsed on the bed for two or three minutes, gushing forth like a spring, wetting not only her vulva but also her snow-white legs. Liquid continued to flow from her wet thighs onto the sheets, wave after wave, one after another, like an inexhaustible spring!

Wu Ying's orgasm was so intense that she could only lie on the sofa, panting, her beautiful eyes half-open, clearly exhausted from the orgasm.

"Wow, this woman's orgasm is so intense! Is her body made of water? It's like it never stops flowing,"

He Ming exclaimed.

Looking at the soaked sofa and the exhausted beauty, He Ming forgot he still had a hard penis and felt incredibly accomplished.

Wu Ying's breathing gradually calmed down, and she lay on the bed as if completely drained. Her vagina was like a spring, still trickling with fluid. The small opening opened and closed with the spasms of her body, like a baby sucking on milk. Underneath the sparse, light-colored pubic hair, it was like a small, blooming red peony!

He Ming gradually withdrew his gaze, only then realizing the discomfort in his lower body. He asked, "Are you alright? My slutty wife..."

"Mmm, husband, you're so naughty. You always make me feel like I'm dying and coming back to life. I almost died just now..."

Wu Ying said coquettishly, opening her hazy, enchanting eyes.

"Wife, you're enjoying yourself, but your big-dicked husband is still suffering. What are you going to do?"

He Ming stared at the tent in his pants, asking reluctantly.

"Oh, honey, I'm still a little scared. Your penis is so big, it went in so fast last time, it hurt a bit, it felt like I was being pierced... Can you please stop?"

Wu Ying said, still a little frightened.

"Wife, I'm really hard and it hurts a lot right now, can you really bear to let me suffer like this?"

He Ming said, feigning a pitiful look, secretly wondering, Wu Ying's passage was indeed very tight, not like what a prostitute would have.

"No! I don't want my little husband to suffer! Okay, honey, you have to be gentle with me, I'm a little scared..."

Wu Ying said through gritted teeth.

Receiving permission, He Ming felt a surge of pleasure and quickly stripped off his clothes.

Seeing the large, veiny penis pointing at her, Wu Ying was awe-inspiringly powerful, its glossy black head gleaming with alluring charm. As she gazed at it, the beautiful woman felt a sudden emptiness in her body and mind after her recent orgasm, and an extreme discomfort in her groin. She was incredibly sensitive and needed something to soothe and quench her thirst, so she shyly agreed.

"Don't worry, my beautiful sister, my wife, I'll make you feel like you're in heaven. You'll be begging me to fuck you... I'll make you feel like you're in heaven. Just enjoy the charm of your husband's big cock fucking you!"

He Ming leaned down, straddling Wu Ying, and began licking her earlobes, his thick masculine scent mingling with the white and pinkish hues. His large hands kneaded her large, white breasts, playing with their firmness, sometimes grasping her fragrant nipples, and gently teasing her erect nipples! Meanwhile,

the other large hand wasn't idle either, reaching towards the mysterious valley that men love and cherish. It gently played with the sparse pubic hair on the damp, fragrant grass, slowly slipping its fingers under the large red bud. The bud, peeking out from between the two pink mounds, glistened with the previous vaginal fluid, radiating an alluring beauty! The index finger slowly climbed up to this delicate little red bud, gently massaging and rubbing it with its moist fingertip. Using the rough fingerprints, the magnetic force of the fingers slowly slid and gently pinched.

He Ming felt his penis being suddenly grasped; looking down, he saw it was Wu Ying's small hand.

"Oh...you're so good at playing with my little clitoris...oh, I can't take it, you can't pinch there...oh...it's so itchy...my pussy is so itchy...come on...my good husband...my big-cocked husband...I can't take it anymore...come and fuck me...my pussy is so itchy and tingly...I need my husband's big cock to stop the itch...oh...stop playing with me...it's so numb...my pussy is so numb and itchy...come on...if you keep playing with me...your slutty wife will be played to death by you...oh..."

The beautiful woman's body was trembling, and the hand that was stroking the big cock increased its speed and force.

He Ming had long been unable to bear it, and when he heard Wu Ying's lewd plea, he shrank back and opened her two slender legs.

Wu Ying obediently opened her snow-white slender legs with her lewd hand, revealing her shy and mysterious jade valley to He Ming without reservation.

Without pausing, He Ming leaned closer, his long, erect penis sliding up and down between the pink, tender folds of flesh a few times, finding the secret passage, and slowly inserting it into the deepest part of the vagina. Its enormous size, combined with its feverish temperature, caused the large mushroom head to press heavily against the tenderest, softest, and most delicate part at the end. The intense pleasure made him involuntarily take a deep breath, gradually calming his previously agitated heart. The

burning heat and the hard, swollen filling from the delicate bud of her vagina sent a tingling pleasure shooting upwards, transmitting through every nerve and chord in her clitoris to her brain, making the beautiful Wu Ying tremble and moan with pleasure.

Even more intense was the fact that the large penis was inserted straight into her tender vagina, thrusting into the delicate clitoris. The pleasurable sensation affected the beautiful Wu Ying's bodily mechanisms, causing a large amount of vaginal fluid to gush out, warm, moist waves surging from the surrounding flesh walls, soaking the incredibly hard penis.

Feeling that warm touch, that tight, narrow passage, his large penis seemed to be awakened by primal instincts, swelling continuously within that narrow little hole, stretching towards the deepest part of her flower core. With the pulsating of the vaginal walls, it scraped against the tender flesh of her flower core, making the beautiful woman tremble and moan with pleasure: "Oh...your big cock is still growing inside my little hole...oh...so hard...it seems to have grown thicker and longer...it's reaching the deepest part of my flower core...oh...it's going to break...big cock husband...just tell it to stop growing...oh...it feels so good, so tingling...it's so strong...I love you to death...husband's big cock...oh...it's making my little hole unbearable...oh...so swollen and hard...so good...come on...I want you to fuck me to death...fuck Xiaoying's wet hole to death...it's so hot...burning this slut to death...I love you so much...my big cock...you're so good at fucking cunt." "I can't take it anymore... My pussy is so wet... Oh... It feels so good... Fuck me to death... Fuck me to death... Just fuck this slut to death... Oh... So good..."

As He Ming slowly pushed his hard, brown penis into that alluring, mysterious passage, a suction force pulled the brown glans inside. The small, smooth, and delicate opening immediately gripped the large glans tightly. As He Ming slowly pushed in, the opening, like a small mouth, held on tightly. From the huge mushroom head to the large shaft, flesh was tightly connected, even the gushing fluid was blocked completely. It was as if there were multiple flesh gates inside, layer upon layer, enveloping the massive thing that had suddenly entered the jade gate, one ring tightly interlocked with another. The huge penis filled the moist and warm space inside without leaking a single drop. The warm, slippery flesh enveloped the hot penis, and the flower bud in the pussy tightly sucked on the glans, a soul-stirring and bone-melting experience. The pleasure also came from the sensitive glans, traveling up the spine to the brain. The tingling pleasure was so intense that He Ming shouted, "It's fucking good... Oh... Oh... Such a bouncy little hole... Oh... The flesh inside is so smooth and tender... My slutty wife's little hole is really something... It's truly extraordinary... It feels like there's a tongue sliding inside, oh... It's rotating on my glans, oh... So comfortable!"

He Ming felt his big penis lying in a watery nest, so warm, so tender, so tight, gripping his entire penis tightly. His originally hard and painful penis, in this tight little nest, not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but also didn't feel swollen or painful. In this little paradise, he found unprecedented relaxation and comfort. He felt the two mounds of flesh at the entrance of her tender little hole tightly enveloping his large penis, while the glans, pressing firmly against the soft, tender flesh deep inside, was not only not uncomfortable, but he also felt the soft flesh surrounding his sensitive glans, with occasional gentle sucking and stroking sensations—extremely comfortable and pleasurable! This tight grip combined with the gentle sucking and stroking, this tingling pleasure emanating from her little hole made He Mingchang moan, "Oh...so tight...I'm going to fuck you to death...my wife's cunt...oh...so much water inside, so slippery...so tender...it feels so good to hold my big cock...so good...a famous cunt is so good...it feels so good...I've never experienced anything like this before...it's so tight...so comfortable...it feels so good...my little hole is like a little mouth...it's sucking and licking inside...so comfortable..." "So comfortable... Looks like I really did the right thing by fucking you... I'm going to fuck you properly. My wife's tender hole... I'm going to fuck you to my heart's content... So good... It feels like it's moving inside... So comfortable..."

The vagina kept twitching and trembling, producing a lot of lustful fluid. Waves of warm, moist water hit the sensitive glans, making He Ming sigh with pleasure. He felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure and continued to push his longest and hardest member into the vagina, pressing his perineum tightly against the beautiful Wu Ying's jade gate, leaving no gap!

"Oh...it's going in too deep...it's so hard...it's fucking so deep...oh...husband with the big cock...you're going to fuck me to death...oh...it's so hard and hot...my pussy is going to be torn apart...it's going to break...my tender pussy is going to be ruined by your big cock...oh...it's so deep...it's even reaching my heart...oh...what a powerful big cock...oh...you're going to fuck me to death...it's so hard and feels so good...oh...it's so full...it's making my pussy bulge...I can't take it anymore...it's going to break...it's even reaching my heart...oh...what a powerful cock...it's going to fuck me to death...Wu Ying's slutty pussy" "I'm going to be fucked through by He Ming's big cock... I'm going to be fucked to pieces by my husband's big cock... Oh..."

The beautiful Wu Ying felt the big meat stick in her little hole getting bigger and bigger, going deeper and deeper. Although it wasn't the first time she had "tasted" it, it still made her breathless. She felt that her little hole, which was empty just now, was now full. This tingling pleasure gradually increased, and it felt extremely comfortable to be pushed and penetrated in her little hole. She couldn't help but moan wantonly as the pleasure intensified.

"No...it's going to break...it's going too deep...oh...such a hard and hot cock...you're so good at fucking my pussy...it feels so good...my pussy is tingling and numb...it feels so good...come on...fuck me to death...big cock husband, fuck me to death...my pussy is yours...fuck me as you please...fuck me to death...it feels so good and so good...oh...it's hitting my clit again...such a good cock at fucking my pussy...it feels so good to fuck my pussy...it's so good...I love you to death...big cock husband...oh...I can't take it anymore...such a hard cock...it's all the way into my heart...oh...it feels so good..."

The beautiful Wu Ying was being pushed into her clit by the hard, long thing, and the resistance was becoming stronger and stronger. This feeling of fullness throughout her body was very comfortable and enjoyable. So as He Ming's big meat stick went in and went in, the beautiful woman's mouth uttered the most lewd words and cried out.

Looking down at Wu Ying from He Ming's vantage point, her eyes were alluring, her mouth slightly open, and her pair of snow-white, high, full breasts swelled like large meat buns. Her snow-white nipples were firm and moist, and beneath them were two wide-open pink labia. A dark brown penis was inserted into her tender, red vulva. The large, straight penis stretched her pink labia open, squeezing out a bit of tender red flesh from her vulva, which pressed tightly against her snow-white perineum. The scene was like a red flower bud being penetrated by a black worm!

He Ming thrust his penis in and saw the beautiful Wu Ying's wanton and lewd appearance. Hearing her lewd words, he felt a unique pleasure in his heart, and began to thrust in and out.

As He Ming thrust into Wu Ying's vagina, he felt the slight pulsations within her, which sounded like moans and cries of pleasure. Her perfect, voluptuous body writhed wantonly, further arousing his animalistic instincts. His large, mushroom-shaped penis moved in and out of the narrow passage, scraping against the slippery inner walls. The hardness against the tender walls, the friction against the sensitive flesh, produced copious amounts of vaginal fluid.

As his penis withdrew from her vulva, it brought forth a torrent of clear, glistening fluid and the unfolded red flesh. With each thrust, the tightly closed vulva was squeezed into the slippery vagina, the repeated in-and-out motions releasing even more fluid. The scene was truly alluring!

"Good husband, good father, you're fucking my pussy so good!"

Unable to resist the temptation, Wu Ying finally cried out, reaching a state beyond mere sexual desire, bordering on incest. She called out to He Ming, using his large penis to relieve her itch.

Hearing such incestuous words, He Ming reached an unprecedented level of excitement. He thrust his enormous penis into the woman's body, bombarding the one-in-a-million beauty until her eyes rolled back in her head.

"Ah, it's so full...it's going in...oh...such a hard cock...I love being fucked like this...come on...daddy's big cock fucks daughter's little cunt...oh...so deep...too deep...it's hitting the flower bud...oh...such a hot cock...I love it...so comfortable...such a tingling feeling...fucking is such a wonderful thing...fuck me faster...fuck my little cunt until it's ruined...oh...it's killing me...too deep...it's going in too deep...my little cunt can't even hold daddy's big cock...oh...so tingling, so comfortable..."

As He Ming thrust into her cunt like a piston, the beautiful woman's snow-white body was torn apart by the huge penis, her little mouth panting heavily, her lips purring weakly as she moaned.

Wu Ying's two long, snow-white legs were spread wide apart, forming a giant "M" shape. Her delicate jade gate was also opened to its maximum extent, and her four pink and plump labia were also spread to the left and right. Her small, bright red, tender hole was also parted by the huge penis. The narrow jade gate tightly gripped this thick foreign object, and the two tender mounds in front of the jade gate were like small lips, tightly biting this hot, huge thing.

The thick, long, and hard penis was now tightly pressed against the uterus of the small hole, the large mushroom head pressing against the soft flesh of the uterus, the hard, dark glans drilling into the soft flower core. As He Ming's penis was pulled out and inserted into the tender flesh of the beautiful woman's jade gate and the soft flesh of her uterus, the faster and harder the thrusting, the faster the temperature and force of the rubbing. He Ming felt his glans in a completely moist and soft environment, there was a regular contraction and sucking. With each heavy thrust of his penis, he felt the sucking pleasure brought by the sensitive flesh of the glans, making He Ming more and more powerful and more and more energetic!

Looking at the beautiful woman, she was now exhausted from his fucking, lying on the big bed like a boneless body, her eyes rolled back, her pretty face full of spring and radiating infinite charm, only able to moan weakly with the flesh waves generated by his thrusting.

As He Ming's large penis thrust harder and faster, the two tender mounds of flesh at her vulva rubbed together more and more frequently, and the soft flesh inside her uterus was pushed deeper and deeper by the thrusting.

The beautiful Wu Ying felt the pleasure of the friction between the two red mounds of flesh at her vulva, and also felt the tingling sensation of being powerfully thrust into her uterus. The two pleasures combined and were transmitted to the beauty's heart, producing a large amount of lustful fluid in the inner wall of her vagina. As the man's thrusting speed increased and the force intensified, the small red vulva and uterus were constantly contracted by the external impact. The already narrow vagina tightened even more, and the vaginal canal tightly wrapped the large penis like a small mouth. The soft flesh inside the uterus contracted a lot, tightly wrapping the hard and thick mushroom head, and rhythmically sucking on the hot head.

"Oh, so good... It feels like there's a little mouth in my daughter's pussy... It's sucking on Daddy's big cock glans so tightly... Oh... So good... My daughter's little lips are so good at gripping... Oh... They grip Daddy's big cock so tightly... Good... With Daddy's fucking... It feels even better when they grip Daddy's big cock like this... Good daughter... Daddy loves your little cunt so much... It really is a great sex toy... Daddy's big cock loves my daughter's little cunt so much... Oh... It's sucking again... My daughter's little cunt is sucking Daddy's big cock again... So good... She really knows how to suck... She only sucks on Daddy's glans... Oh..."

"So comfortable, so good... My daughter's little cunt is really amazing... It's like a little mouth sucking on Daddy's big cock... Oh... So good... The front of my little cunt is wrapped tightly... The inside of my little cunt is sucking so nicely... It's so comfortable... It's so good to fuck my daughter's little cunt like this... Oh... So good... Daddy's big cock is going to fuck my daughter's little cunt well... Oh..."

He Ming was also excited by the pleasure from the tight grip of her jade gate and the frequent sucking of her tender uterus.

The beautiful Wu Ying's body was being pounded by He Ming's strong and powerful body, and her whole body was generating endless waves of flesh. Her two towering snow peaks swayed from side to side with the impact, and her two snow-white breasts collided with each other with the swaying of her body. The two breasts collided with each other, producing a 'slap slap' sound, which, together with the moans that came out of her mouth, formed a moving melody of fucking a beautiful woman!

Hearing the lewd words spoken by the young man He Ming, Wu Ying trembled violently, as if she were his daughter, feeling her father's love and the sensation of his enormous member penetrating her most vulnerable spot. She could feel its hardness, heat, and thickness every second inside her vagina, accompanied by his excited cries. This forbidden, illicit pleasure of incest and illicit sex surged through her, taking root in her mind.

With each thrust of the large penis and each moan of calling He Ming "Daddy," Wu Ying had become a successful role-player, internally transforming herself into the young man's daughter, engaging in an incestuous act with her father!

With each thrust and incestuous cries, Wu Ying felt her body and mind changing, becoming more sensitive, more wanton, and more wanton! The soft flesh inside her vagina contracted more and more, tightly gripping the hot, hard glans, sucking it incessantly, producing copious amounts of vaginal fluid. Waves of intense pleasure washed over her, making her tremble uncontrollably!

"Ah...yes...fuck your daughter hard...fuck her faster...it feels so good...daughter loves daddy's big cock so much...it's so powerful...it's making daughter unable to take it...oh...it feels so good, so good...my vagina is contracting tightly...oh...it's making daughter feel so numb...oh...such a hard cock...ah...it's so hot...it's making daughter's vagina feel hot...oh...too hard...daughter's vagina is being fucked to pieces...oh...it's so deep...it's even touching daughter's clitoris...oh...I can't take it anymore...it's going to break...oh...it feels so good...it's so deep...oh...daddy's big cock is fucking daughter so hard...oh...it's even touching my stomach...ah...it feels so itchy..."

"Oh... I can't take it anymore... It's so strong... I can't take it anymore... You're going to ruin my little cunt...

It's so loud... Don't use so much force... Daddy... Be gentle... You're going to fuck me to death... Oh... It feels so good... Fuck me faster... Fuck me to death... I love Daddy's big cock... It's so strong... Oh... It feels so good... I can't take it anymore... My cunt feels so numb... It feels so good...

Oh..."

After He Ming thrust for a while, a series of 'tsk tsk, slap slap, splash splash' sounds came from the part where the two were connected. Of course, he knew what caused these sounds. From his superior position, he could clearly see his dark, shiny big cock going in and out of this bright red little cunt. When the dark, shiny big cock was pulled out, it brought out a string of lustful fluid and the red flesh that had turned inside out. When the big cock was pushed in again, it squeezed the red flesh in. The big black cock and the red tender flesh moved repeatedly like this, combined with the moaning of the big beauty lying on the sofa, it was really incredibly seductive and lewd!

This series of actions made He Ming's heart flutter with joy and his blood boil! He thrust into the beautiful woman's body with boundless fervor, relentlessly attacking her most delicate, soft, and slippery passageway with his massive member. The 'slap slap' sound of their buttocks colliding was enough to shake He Ming's apartment to its core!

"Ah...too hard...it's going to break...Daddy's big cock is so hard and hot...oh...it's going to penetrate too deep...it's going to pierce my uterus...ah...I can't take it anymore...it's too fast...it's shattering my heart...oh...too hard...oh...I'm so weak from all this...it's going to break...my little hole is going to be torn apart by Daddy's big cock...oh...such powerful fucking..."

“My daughter’s little hole can’t take it anymore… Oh… It’s so deep… It’s going in so deep… My daughter’s little hole can’t even hold Daddy’s big cock anymore… Oh… Ah… It’s shaking my daughter so much that she’s about to fall apart… Oh… Big cock husband… Big cock daddy… You’re not just fucking my hole… You’re practically driving piles in… My daughter’s little hole has become your pile… Oh… It’s shaking my daughter so numb and tingly… Oh… So comfortable… So fast… It’s almost rubbing my tender flesh into calluses… Oh… My daughter’s little hole is burning hot… I can’t take it anymore… It’s really going to break… Oh… I’m going to be fucked through by Daddy’s big cock… Oh…”

He Ming’s strong buttocks were like a running machine, tirelessly sprinting towards the middle of the jade body, his heavy buttocks hitting the base of the snow-white long legs, the flesh waves making a ‘slap slap’ sound.

He Ming's large hands were not idle; they were ravaging the fleshy, jade-like breasts. Two fingers were playing with the bud of one of the snow-white, large breasts, teasing the ripe little red date with their fingers. The techniques he usually used on large breasts were all applied to this small bud. He used pinching, squeezing, twisting, lifting, pressing, pulling, and flicking to play with this small bud! The little bud was squeezed until it was red and erect, and the fleshy granules on the nipple were squeezed and clearly exposed between his two fingers, just like a ripe red bayberry. It was so tempting to take a bite!

"Ah...no...oh...twisting my nipples so hard...oh...don't pull them...oh...they're going to break...oh...bad daddy's fingers are so naughty...squeezing my nipples too hard...no...don't pinch...oh...my delicate nipples are being mercilessly played with by daddy's lewd hands...oh...and twisting them so hard...no...it feels so good, so sore, so painful, so pleasurable...ah...don't squeeze them so hard...oh...fucking like this will ruin my pussy...oh...so powerful...no...it's making my flower bud tremble...oh...my horny pussy is killing me...it feels so good...oh...so deep..." …It's going to rot…Oh…It's going to break…”

After wildly thrusting into her long, slender legs, He Ming placed them wide open on his strong buttocks. Then, he hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, while his large penis thrust, teased, pinched, and moved in and out of her tender little hole, sometimes using nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, sometimes three heavy thrusts followed by one light one; sometimes pulling his penis out of the hole and then shoving it back in heavily; sometimes using his strong buttocks to sway left and right to direct his penis, making it collide left and right inside the beautiful woman's little hole; sometimes pulling his penis out of the hole and rubbing the wet glans against her delicate red bud; sometimes scraping the wet glans against her two pink lips; and then thrusting it back into her warm little hole heavily!

This technique of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust, three heavy thrusts followed by one light thrust, caused the beautiful woman to tremble with pleasure: "Ah...so heavy and deep...oh...I can't take it anymore...this will ruin my little hole...oh...it's making me feel so good...it's too deep...Daddy's big cock is going in so deep...it's even inside my flower...oh...it feels so good...such a long cock...such a hot cock...Daddy's big cock is going to burn me to death...oh...it's so hard and so deep...it's too forceful...it's shaking me so much...I feel like I'm going to fall apart...oh..."

After a while, He Ming folded up the tall and slender Wu Ying, pressing the long, snow-white beauty heavily against her chest. Her two high, snow-white peaks were deformed by her beautiful legs, and her two small nipples were forced to be pressed against her snow-white legs, like a red dot in a thousand miles of white snow! With each heavy thrust from below, her folded, beautiful legs and jade-like body swayed back and forth, even her towering breasts began to sway restlessly. Her two mounds of white flesh bounced in waves, the combination of her snow-white body and towering breasts dazzling He Ming's eyes, and his mouth involuntarily watered.

Under He Ming's superb skills in bed, the beautiful Wu Ying felt her tender little hole tighten and tighten. Her uterus was constantly touched by the scalding glans, causing waves of tingling and agitation in her flower bud. The tender flesh inside her couldn't help but tightly embrace this scalding thing, sucking tightly on its hot head. The touch of this exceptionally hot head on her flower bud made her whole body tremble, and her little hole contracted repeatedly, tightly enveloping this thick, long monster!

“Oh…it’s so hot…I can’t take it anymore…it’s so deep…Daddy’s big cock is going so deep…it’s all the way into the deepest part of my flower…oh…it’s so hard…it’s making me feel so good…

ah…I’m so wet…there’s so much juice in my pussy…oh…it’s all thanks to Daddy’s big cock…you’re so good at fucking my pussy…you’re fucking me so badly I can’t take it anymore…oh…it feels so good, so amazing…ah…”

"No... I can't take it anymore... Oh... It's so heavy, it's killing me... Ah... I'm going to leak... My pussy is going to leak... Oh..."

With the constant thrusting of the big cock, a large amount of vaginal fluid was produced in her pussy. With the wild pounding of the big cock, the waves of fluid in her pussy were like artificial ocean waves, slapping against the tender inner walls of her pussy, making the beautiful Wu Ying tremble and moan wildly with pleasure.

Wu Ying's whole body was now folded at a 30-degree angle, a big cock was constantly being pulled in and out of her tightly closed crotch, and a lot of vaginal fluid flowed out from her peach-shaped mons pubis, splashing with the thrusting of the big cock, wetting her perfect plump buttocks and the little man's thighs. Some scattered vaginal fluid even sprayed onto the bed!

After thrusting for a while, He Ming felt the big cock in her pussy being tightly wrapped. There was a soft suction in the deepest part of her pussy, tightly biting the inserted mushroom head, licking and sucking it like a tongue.

He Ming felt increasingly pleasure with each thrust, his body and mind soaring to new heights of ecstasy!

He spread her jade-like legs apart, placing them on his shoulders, and began to pound his massive member into her narrow, fleshy hole.

A series of powerful, deep thrusts, like a pile driver, pounded into Wu Ying's vagina, sometimes like a piston, sometimes withdrawing, creating a series of soft, 'plop plop' sounds.

With increasing force and intensity, Wu Ying's body swayed like a wave of flesh, her large breasts and limbs bouncing from side to side. Her breasts, in particular, collided with each other, producing a series of slapping sounds that echoed the sounds of He Ming's massive penis pounding into her, greatly stimulating He Ming's lust. He thrust harder and harder, the harder he thrust, the more he pounded!

"Oh...you're fucking me to death...oh...so deep...Daddy's big cock is fucking me so deep...my little hole is about to be pierced...oh...too hard...I can't take it anymore...my whole body is about to fall apart...oh...this time you're really going to fuck my little hole to pieces...every time you're going to fuck me to the very depths of my flower core...oh...it's so numb and tingly..."

"Daddy's big cock is killing me...oh...it's really my nemesis...it's so hard and hot...my little hole can't hold it all...oh...I can't take it anymore...you're going to pierce my flower core...oh...it's coming...ah...I'm going to die...this feeling is going to kill me...ah...it's coming...I'm going to die...oh..."

As He Ming fucked her harder and harder, thrusting deeper and deeper, the beautiful woman felt a torrent about to burst in her little hole!

"Don't stop... Big cock husband... Big cock daddy... Faster... Faster fuck your daughter... My pussy is about to leak... It's coming... Fuck your daughter to death... Oh... So good, so comfortable... I'm about to cum... I'm about to overflow... Oh... Fuck your daughter to death... Fuck Wu Ying to death... My tender pussy was made just for daddy... Oh... Fuck your daughter to death... Oh... I'm cumming... I'm... I'm cumming... Oh..."

After a series of frantic moans, Wu Ying's long, slender legs, which were supported on her shoulders, twitched continuously, while her snow-white breasts rose and fell greatly. She opened her small red mouth and breathed heavily, her pink neck was also white with a hint of red, bright red and eye-catching, and there were beads of sweat hanging on her neck and forehead. After the baptism of orgasm, the beautiful Wu Ying's face was even more rosy and extremely beautiful!

He Ming, who was frantically fucking this naturally delicate beauty, felt her vagina trembling and tightening incessantly. His glans, pressed against her clitoris, felt tightly sucked, and streams of hot, wet fluid hit his head. With each thrust, the tender flesh inside her vagina gripped him tightly, creating an incredibly pleasurable sensation. Seeing his beautiful senior convulsing and trembling, and feeling his sensitive glans being sucked harder and harder, he finally felt a tingling sensation in his urethra and a wave of pleasure through his back, knowing he was about to climax.

"Senior...I'm coming...I'm going to cum...Oh...Daughter...Daddy's going to ejaculate...Oh...Ah...I'm cumming!..."

With a roar, He Ming also ejaculated his aphrodisiac fluid!

"Shoot... Daddy, shoot your hottest semen into your daughter... shoot it into your daughter's womb... Oh... It's so hot... It's burning my little hole... My little hole is going to be cooked... Such hot semen... It's so tingling... So comfortable..."

As He Ming trembled, her sensitive little hole finally welcomed the man's first stream of hot semen! The scalding semen sprayed into her little hole, hitting the contracting uterine walls, so hot that Wu Ying fainted from the intense pleasure.

"Hmph," after He Ming thrust in and out of her twitching little hole a few times, he pulled his large, sprayed penis out of her small, smooth little hole with a 'plop' sound. The little hole, which had been tightly gripping his penis, was like a small mouth, suddenly emptying out, creating a small air gap and making a sound.

The emptied jade gate was formed into a small 'O'-shaped opening. As He Ming withdrew from her body, the long, slender legs that had been resting on her shoulders were lowered, creating a height difference in her swirling lower body. Thick, viscous white fluid, mixed with vaginal fluid, flowed out of the small 'O'-shaped opening, slowly trickling down the crotch between her legs onto the large bed.

Of course, throughout, that dead pig surnamed Zheng didn't react at all. He was truly unlucky, twice being "face-to-face" and "in bed" with the woman he desired by He Ming.

He Ming walked out of Maple Leaf Residential Area. It was nearly eleven o'clock. The alley was sparsely populated, the lights dim. Since the last attack, he had become a nervous wreck. Whenever he passed through such places alone, he always worried that several people would suddenly rush out and attack him.

He Ming subconsciously quickened his pace, sighing inwardly. Even with the largest network of connections he had built, he couldn't have friends and brothers protecting him 24/7. Was he destined to live in such fear for the rest of his life?

"24-hour close protection?"

He Ming seemed to realize something, suddenly exclaiming in shock. He slapped his forehead, wondering how he could have been so foolish. He wasn't short of money anyway, so why not hire one or two professional bodyguards for 24-hour close protection?

Chapter 097 Infidelity (Part 1)

It was past midnight. Liu Qinyue sat on the sofa in the living room as if she had lost her soul. Her mind was in complete chaos, and her beautiful eyes were filled with mist. Finally, she couldn't hold back anymore, and crystal tears rolled down her cheeks.

She raised her pretty face and looked around. The decorations in front of her were indeed luxurious. Her sisters always envied her for becoming a wealthy lady. But who knew that she had waited long enough for this life? Ignoring her parents' objections, she married a man who was about twice her age and endured so much ridicule. She thought that ignoring those cold words and that time would erase everyone's prejudices, and that a carefree life awaited her. She never expected that something like this would happen, making people suspicious.

For the past hour or two, she hadn't ruled out the possibility that it might be a misunderstanding, but what reason could explain her husband's phone being in the hands of a stranger?

Tears welled in her eyes as Liu Qinyue finally stood up. Beneath her thin nightgown, her shapely figure was fully revealed.

She was indeed wearing a thong, but the narrow fabric was anything but plain; delicate lace trim was faintly visible on both sides, and like her bra, it was semi-transparent, clearly revealing a dark silhouette. The thin strap at the back was completely hidden by her full, fleshy breasts—utterly alluring. In

the end, reason prevailed over desire. Remembering that she hadn't gone home last night, and that making excuses to stay out all night again would likely arouse her wife's suspicion, she reluctantly returned home.

Upon seeing her husband, Liu Qinyue acted perfectly normal. Determined to understand the situation, she didn't press him about who the woman who answered the phone last night was, and instead, as always, showered him with concern.

Of course, Zheng Wei was very pleased with her behavior. His wife hadn't suspected anything, so he didn't need to worry about anything anymore!

Chapter 098 Infidelity (Part Two)

The beautiful Liu squirmed restlessly, probably from the intense pleasure. She tried to reach out her fair hand to stop it, but couldn't resist the overwhelming sensation. She reluctantly placed her hand on He Ming's large hand.

He Ming's fingers felt a damp liquid seeping from Liu's panties. He lifted her half-length dress to her waist, revealing her two jade-like legs, which made his heart race.

It turned out that Liu Qinyue had deliberately worn sexy lingerie to please her husband, but because she was in a bad mood, she hadn't bothered to change. Unexpectedly, this gave a certain lecherous man a feast for the eyes.

He Ming's eyes were fixed on the sexy lace thong. The semi-transparent fabric couldn't conceal the dark pubic hair, and the vulva below was faintly visible, a pale pink that was extremely alluring.

He Ming's animalistic instincts were instantly aroused. He squatted down, spread her jade-like legs, and his large mouth, through the thin fabric, covered her lascivious cleft, rubbing and sucking. His hands gradually moved upwards, lifting her skirt further, grasping her two full breasts through her equally sexy bra, kneading them tenderly.

Liu Qinyue began to moan, her secret passage flowing like a stream of fluid, completely soaking her panties, dripping from the deep cleavage and leaving small stains on the sofa.

He Ming's hands gradually lifted her bra, grasping her two full breasts. The smooth, soft touch was incredibly arousing to him, and he would occasionally reach out and pinch her already engorged nipples.

Liu Qinyue writhed restlessly, seemingly driven by jealousy and emptiness. She went mad, suddenly straightening her body and pulling He Ming up onto the sofa, then impatiently starting to undo his belt.

He Ming was a little taken aback, but he was happy to enjoy the service. He lay calmly on the sofa, deliberately raising his lower body to cooperate with the beautiful Liu as she took off his pants and underwear.

Looking at the bulging, veiny penis, Liu Qinyue's beautiful eyes lit up, like a thirsty female beast. She opened her small mouth as wide as possible and immediately took the huge glans into her mouth.

He Ming felt the warmth of the beauty's mouth; her soft tongue licked and rolled along the ridge of his penis, occasionally lightly touching the urethral opening. Her superb oral skills were far beyond what a naive girl

like Wang Yuxin could match, leaving one in awe. Liu Qinyue held the large glans in her mouth, as if pleasing a young man, occasionally trying deep throat. Crystalline saliva flowed from the corners of her red lips, her pink cheeks puffed out, her small tongue barely able to protrude from her mouth—it was incredibly lewd.

He Ming felt a faint tingling sensation gradually spread from his perineum throughout his body. He knew things were going badly. If she continued like this, he would be defeated before he could even taste that tight little pussy. Although his second erection was quick, he didn't want the beautiful woman to look down on him.

He Ming suddenly rolled over, pressed Liu Qinyue back onto the sofa, and then took off her sexy panties. He moved the beautiful woman's snow-white, plump buttocks to the side of the sofa, while her upper body lay on the sofa.

Looking down at her, her bra, which had been lifted, hung above her full breasts. Although the beautiful Liu was half-lying on the sofa, her proud breasts were still firm and bouncy on her snow-white chest, with small red nipples standing proudly atop them—a true warrior of proud breasts!

Her lower body was dangling from the edge of the sofa, as Liu Qinyue needed to support herself with her legs. Her delicate feet, still clad in exquisite high-heeled sandals, lightly touched the ground, her two long, slender, snow-white legs spread open in opposite directions, revealing her mysterious, forbidden valley. Her two small, thin, pink labia majora parted to the sides, revealing only a tiny fleshy groove in the middle. Her two bright red labia minora pressed tightly together, completely blocking her vulva. Aside from a trickle of vaginal fluid, it seemed impossible for even a tiny worm to enter! The tender, red flesh within her vulva was soaked in glistening, clear vaginal fluid, making her vulva look like a spring-fed jade pot.

With each breath, the two mounds of red flesh within her vulva rubbed against each other, constantly oozing incredibly lubricating fluid, making the two tender mounds of flesh appear quite delicate and red. Her small vagina looked incredibly cute!

Seeing the tightly closed vulva and the tender nipples that stood ready to be grabbed, He Ming's bestial nature was unleashed once again. Ignoring his hard and throbbing penis, he attacked this jade fortress with only his mouth and two hands!

He bent down, opened his blood-red mouth wide, and took the tender left nipple into his mouth. He closed his lips tightly, taking the erect little red head into his mouth and sucking on the tiny bud continuously. His mouth made 'tsk tsk' sounds as he sucked, and he kept attacking the tiny red bud with his big red tongue hidden in his mouth. Sometimes he would circle around the top of the nipple, sometimes he would wrap his tongue around the entire bud and lick it, and sometimes he would sweep it from top to bottom. Meanwhile, his mouth would tighten and loosen the nipple from time to time, the tightening force gradually increasing and the speed gradually increasing. He repeated this action, sucking and clamping the nipple. The 'tsk tsk' and 'hiss hiss' sounds never stopped. He Ming's big mouth resounded a nursing song on this snowy peak.

Meanwhile, the other towering snow-capped peak also couldn't escape the 'misfortune' of being tormented. The powerful right hand played with the mountain, which no one could climb, using four fingers to grab the breasts or the index finger to tease the little red nipples. It would also occasionally flick the delicate little buds with its fingers, causing the nipples to tremble with the snow-white, towering breasts. In this all-white area, a small red dot trembled with the invasion, a scene that was both beautiful and touching!

Meanwhile, his other large hand was not idle either. It reached between Liu's beautiful legs, his ring and index fingers tracing the pink labia. Taking advantage of the spread thighs, he used all his strength to separate the vulva. As the pressure from his ring and index fingers increased, the two pink labia were widened, the thin and small pink labia majora were separated, and the small vulva beneath the labia was mercilessly pulled apart. The tender, red flesh stood apart, revealing the small, bright red passage inside the vulva. Inside, a pool of lustful fluid slowly flowed out, glistening with obscene waves that appeared right before He Ming's eyes. It was as lewd as could be.

He Ming's middle finger, coated with copious amounts of vaginal fluid, gently teased the tender, red flesh of the opened vulva, lightly stroking it once, twice, three times… With the lubrication of the vaginal fluid, his middle finger skillfully played with that small area, each teasing causing a stream of vaginal fluid to flow out, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing from the small, lovely vulva.

Meanwhile, He Ming's thumb played with the erect clitoris beneath the tuft of pubic hair, occasionally manipulating the large, tender red clitoris, sometimes teasing, sometimes squeezing, sometimes stroking, the pressure gradually increasing, the speed gradually increasing, his thumb constantly playing with the erect clitoris.

As the two fingers teased and played with the sensitive area, the small vulva beneath the pink labia rhythmically contracted and sucked, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing out from the small vulva with each teasing and playing.

The beautiful Wu Ying's body was being teased by three simultaneous stimulations, making her feel light and carefree. Pleasure emanated from her breasts, causing her limbs to sway and move erratically. The constant stimulation of her vulva intensified the tingling pleasure, sending waves of sensation through her. Her hands, overwhelmed by pleasure, gripped the sofa or groped the man's body. Her long, slender legs, weakened by the pleasure, threatened to give way, and He Ming, naturally, wouldn't allow that, extending one knee to support her.

Liu Qinyue's lower body was in a spinning state, so her beautiful legs could only swing and tremble erratically in the air, clenching and relaxing irregularly.

Her long, beautiful legs and snow-white hands were flushed red. Her beautiful eyes were glazed as she looked at He Ming, who was playing with her between her legs. Her mouth was panting heavily and moaning weakly: "Oh... I'm going to die... It's so numb and itchy... I can't take it anymore... Stop playing with me... I can't stand it... My pussy is so itchy and empty... Give it to me quickly... Big cock husband... Oh... Come and fuck me... My pussy is so itchy... Oh... So strong... You're almost sucking my nipples off... Oh... So tingly and itchy... Stop sucking... Come and fuck my pussy... My pussy wants a big cock... Oh... It's so itchy... My pussy is going to die from itching... Fuck... Fuck me quickly... My pussy is so itchy... Stop touching me... It's so numb and itchy... Oh... These fingers are killing me... You're so good at playing... I'm going to die from playing with you... Oh... My pussy is so itchy... Fuck me... Come and fuck me, this slut wants a big cock... Oh..."

"Is your pussy so itchy? Do you want my big cock to rub against you? Do you want it?"

He Ming saw that the beautiful Wu Ying was unbearably itchy and was now blurting out her desire for his big cock, but he had other ideas. So he didn't rush to thrust in and fire, but instead quickened the pace of teasing her vulva with his middle finger and his thumb on her clitoris.

"Oh... big cock husband... yes... hurry up and fuck your wife's cunt... it's so itchy... oh... why aren't you fucking my cunt and instead you're playing with my pussy so fast... oh... it's so itchy... I can't take it... it's so itchy... hurry up and fuck me... fuck your wife's cunt..."

"No... I'll fuck you with my big cock... but there's a condition..."

His hands didn't slow down, continuing to tease and play with that sensitive area, arousing the beautiful Liu to the maximum!

"Ah...it itches...stop playing around, stop scratching in my pussy...fuck me...I want...I want...it's so itchy...my pussy is so itchy...as long as you fuck my pussy with your dick...I'll do anything...oh...my pussy is so itchy...as long as you fuck me...I'll do anything...oh..."

"Okay...call me 'big dick husband'...and call me 'big dick daddy'...call me daddy...if you call me slutty and nice...my big dick will help you stop the itching...call me quickly...otherwise...I'll just use my fingers to fuck your slutty pussy..."

After the passion with Wu Ying last time, He Ming still couldn't forget the psychological pleasure stimulated by that fake incest.

"Ah...it's so embarrassing...I'm already your horny wife...and you still want me to call you like this...I...oh...no...stop touching me...I can't take it and I'll scream...oh...it's so itchy...it feels like there are a thousand little bugs moving and crawling inside my pussy, it's so itchy...can you not scream...as long as you don't let me call you daddy...I can do whatever I want...oh...my pussy is so itchy...oh...stop touching me...you naughty fingers...playing with my pussy like this...I can't take it and I'll scream...oh...I can't take it anymore..."

Liu Qinyue obviously felt a little embarrassed, after all, the other person was almost half her age.

"Will you scream? I'll play... I'll play some more... I'm going to make your pussy itch to death... make your juices flow... Will you scream? Scream... Scream and I'll get a big cock to stop the itch... Scream quickly... Is your pussy so itchy? Do you want to stop the itch? Then scream quickly... Scream and I'll get a big cock to stop the itch... See?... My big cock is so hard... As long as you call me daddy... he'll fuck you hard! Help stop the itch in your pussy..."

Tormented by desire, He Ming said somewhat ferociously. After saying this, he sped up his movements, trying to maximize the sexual arousal of the beautiful woman, hoping to make the beautiful Liu submit, call him daddy, and beg her daddy to fuck her tender pussy. This kind of lewd and incestuous sex was so exciting to think about!

Seeing the beautiful woman unable to resist her desire, seeing the beautiful woman being trained to such a state, He Ming felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment and pleasure.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... It's so itchy... Oh... Such naughty fingers... They're touching my uterus... Oh... Such naughty fingertips... They're digging into my uterus... Oh... It's so itchy... I can't take it anymore... Stop sucking my nipples... They're almost sucked off... I can't stand the tingling and itching... Oh... Such a big cock... Hurry up and fuck me... I'm going to die from the itch... Oh..."

The beautiful Liu still refused to give in, constantly begging, hoping the little man would soften.

"Then do you want a big cock... Hurry up and call out... Call out to Daddy... Daddy with a big cock will help his daughter stop the itch... Hurry up and call out..."

He Ming was also unwilling to give in, his penis was throbbing painfully, and drops of fluid were secreted from his urethra. He was also in a state of intense pleasure, it was like a competition to see who could endure more.

After He Ming finished speaking, he lowered his head and attacked the delicate nipple atop another snow-capped peak. His large tongue swirled around the nipple on the light-colored areola, and he gently nibbled at the tender bud with his teeth. Meanwhile, it wasn't just his middle finger fighting at the entrance to the jade gate anymore. Now, his index and middle fingers were positioned side-by-side at the entrance, constantly moving left and right and gently scraping the red flesh. The two fingers teased the tender opening, causing it to contract and contract repeatedly, releasing even more lustful fluid!

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... My big-dicked husband is so good at sucking... Oh... Your fingers are so good at playing with me... I can't stand it... My pussy is so itchy... Oh... You really are my nemesis... Oh... It's so itchy... My slutty wife is willing to be played to death by my big-dicked husband... Oh... It's so itchy and uncomfortable... I can't take it anymore... Oh... Come on... Big-dicked daddy... Please use your big dick to help your daughter stop the itch... My little pussy is so itchy... Hurry up and fuck my pussy... Big-dicked husband... Big-dicked daddy... Hurry up and help your daughter... Oh..."

The beautiful Wu Ying finally couldn't hold back the itch anymore, and couldn't resist He Ming's high-level lewd hands and mouth. Seeing that hard, black dick, she finally let go of her last psychological barrier and gave in. She simply went all out and said the most lewd, chaotic, and wanton words she had ever said.

"Good...you really are a good daughter, so obedient, you've learned so quickly, you're truly a teachable slut...okay...tell me...where do you want Daddy's big cock to fuck you first?"

Hearing the stunning beauty utter such incestuous words, He Ming felt a stronger sense of accomplishment from this sexual encounter than any other time he had made love with her! He couldn't help but develop a liking for such lewd talk, wanting to hear it again and again.

"Oh...oh...my little hole is so itchy...hurry up and fuck your daughter's little cunt, big cock Daddy...oh...just fuck your slutty wife's, daughter's little hole first...as long as you help your daughter's little hole stop itching...you can fuck me wherever you want...oh...stop scratching...it's killing me with itchiness...I can't take it anymore...daughter wants Daddy's big cock...hurry up and fuck your daughter...my little hole is so itchy, I need Daddy He Ming's big cock..."

With her beautiful, alluring eyes wide open, seeing the man with such a strong libido, the beautiful Liu couldn't wait to say it.

Of course, this lewd and incestuous... The moment the words left her lips, Liu Qinyue felt a powerful stimulation. It was as if a chaste and virtuous woman had abandoned all restraint, wanting only to fully enjoy the pleasure of sex. Her libido was stronger than ever; the walls of her vagina contracted rapidly, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out. These words also greatly stimulated her most primal instincts, even her subconscious Oedipus complex. This pleasure was different from the initial passion between a man and a woman; this intense, tingling pleasure strongly penetrated her body and mind, reaching every vein in her body, more corrosive than any other ecstasy. Now, her entire body was in a state of bliss, incomparably blissful!

"Good, good daughter… Daddy's big cock is about to fuck your little hole, get ready… Daddy He Ming with his big cock is about to fuck Wu Ying's little hole…"

As he spoke, He Ming spread Liu Da Mei Nu's long, slender legs wide open, then folded them back and pressed them against her buttocks. This created a large "M" shape in the air around Liu Da Mei Nu's lower body. He then placed his large, erect penis between her two pink labia, which were covered in wet, lustful fluid. With a thrust, his enormous mushroom head slid into the incredibly slippery passage. Using the abundant lustful fluid, his huge penis penetrated all the way to the bottom. His strong legs slammed against her plump buttocks with a loud "smack."

"Oh, so deep...it's all the way to the heart of my flower...oh...it's so full...it fills my little hole completely...it feels so good...oh...Daddy's big cock is so good...it feels so good to fuck me...oh...it's such a warm cock...so hot and burning...Daddy's big cock is so hot and hard...it fills my little cunt completely...it feels so full...oh...it feels so good and so pleasurable...I love Daddy's big cock so much...it feels so good...it's so good...Daddy's big cock is really an itch reliever, as soon as it goes into my little hole...it doesn't itch anymore...it feels full...tingly...burning...it feels so good...oh...fuck me harder...Daddy, fuck my cunt hard!" "Ah...so comfortable...yes...that's how you fuck...so pleasurable...so good...it's so good...Daddy's big cock is so good...I'm going to die from it..."

Satisfied, Liu Qinyue cried out loudly, without any restraint. This was something she had never done before. Without any worries, she didn't care about taking any responsibility!

He Ming felt that it was tight when he inserted it, but the uterus was soft. His glans was wrapped in the flower inside, feeling pleasurable. It was so good that he couldn't help but thrust hard, his eyes slightly closed, moving his hips, feeling the pleasure of the tender flesh in the secret passage wriggling and rubbing against his penis.

Oh...so good...from now on...daughter will have to be fucked by daddy's big cock every day...oh...so good...daughter will always fuck daddy...daughter's little cunt is only for daddy's cock to enjoy...oh...so good...so tingly...so good, so comfortable...mmm...fuck...fuck your daughter to death...daughter will always be your...big cock husband...big cock daddy...fuck your daughter to death...oh...so deep..."

Liu Qinyue's excited moans were so intense that her mouth was drooling with pleasure.

He Ming was fucking her hard. Looking down at his enormous penis entering the pink crevice, causing the thick labia to rapidly curl, he felt immense visual satisfaction!

After about ten minutes of this, He Ming felt that the downward and upward method was too strenuous, and his waist was starting to ache. He pulled out his large penis, stood up, and sat on the sofa to the side, saying, "Little Yue'er, my wife, sit on top of me. I'm going to use the 'Guanyin Sitting on a Lotus' position to fuck you..."

As he spoke, He Ming straightened his legs, making his huge member protrude even higher, so that this big mushroom could penetrate the enemy's interior.

"Ugh, my big-dicked husband loves to play with me in all sorts of ways..."

Despite saying this, the beautiful Liu Qinyue was now incredibly thirsty and didn't hesitate. She slowly stood up, spread her beautiful legs, and sat on He Ming's lap with her pert buttocks raised. She gently parted her sparse pubic hair and labia with both hands, revealing her small, tender opening to swallow this massive member.

"Oh...so swollen...ah...so hot...oh...it's too big...it feels like it's going to split open...so tight...huff..."

The beautiful Liu gritted her teeth, exhaled a breath, and sat down. Her tender little hole tightly enveloped the thick, long penis, her clitoris gripping the glans tightly. The slippery, soft flesh tightly surrounded the large mushroom, making He Ming's heart flutter with pleasure.

"Oh...so tight...my wife's pussy is so tight...it feels so good...so good...your pussy is so good..."

The hard, thick penis was deeply inserted into her tender pussy. The previously empty hole was now filled to the brim with the hot penis, and a feeling of fullness and pleasure made Liu Qinyue extremely enjoy it: "Oh...so full...so full...my pussy is so hot...so good...it's all filled up by you...so comfortable...your big cock is so good...so hard...it's even reaching my chest...oh...so comfortable..."

"Wife, your big breasts are so soft and elastic..."

He Ming's free hands had already reached forward and were placed on Liu Qinyue's snow-white breasts. His two large hands played with the two high breasts, using basic techniques such as pinching, squeezing, clamping, grabbing, pulling, holding, and pressing. The pair of originally full breasts were played with by He Ming like dough. Seeing the delicate snow-white breasts change shape in his hands, his sense of pride increased. His penis hardened again, thicker, longer, and more powerfully thrusting into her vagina. The throbbing pleasure made Liu Qinyue groan.

"Husband, I want to fuck you... Oh... It's so full... So hard... So comfortable... You... How can you be so firm... Oh... I... I want... to fuck... I... I... want... to fuck..."

He Ming's legs swayed, and his penis thrust in and out of her vagina, making Liu Qinyue gasp for breath and moan.

“Okay, come on…fuck your husband’s big cock hard…”

He Ming said, stroking her large breasts and thrusting his own penis.

“Oh…watch closely…I’m going to fuck you…your little cunt is going to fuck your big cock…oh…it’s so full…so comfortable…so good…”

As she spoke, Liu Qinyue suddenly arched her body to an unprecedented height, her plump buttocks slamming down, seemingly ready to become the dominant one.

Of course, repeating this action was simply to withdraw and then insert, but for her, who was fucking whom was unknown, because what she was feeling now was the pleasure brought by the friction at the point of union.

He Ming played with her large breasts while enjoying the pleasure of her cunt enveloping his penis. The tingling pleasure of the glans that he could enjoy without exerting any effort was very enjoyable, so He Ming also thrust along with Liu Qinyue’s movements. His hard penis was surrounded by soft, tender flesh, and a wave of comfortable contraction came from the glans. He Ming enjoyed this feeling of being fucked.

“Oh… I can’t take it anymore… My pussy feels numb… tingly… so swollen… My pussy is completely full… Oh… I can’t take it anymore… It feels like something is scraping it, my clitoris is so itchy… But… it feels so good… Oh… so good… so deep… you’re fucking me so hard… I… Oh… so good… so comfortable…”

Under the intense pleasure, Liu Qinyue had lost her previous momentum and became the submissive one again.

“Hehe, this… who’s fucking whom here… wife… look… your pussy is gripping me so well… so good… so tight…”

Seeing Liu Qinyue’s furrowed brows but continued movements, He Ming found it amusing, and this helpless expression made him extremely excited.

“It’s… oh… you’re fucking me… no… no… it’s… I’m… fucking you… oh… so swollen… so comfortable… you really know how to fuck a pussy.” "Ah...that's great...I love your big cock...you're so good at this...oh...it's me...I'm...fucking...oh...I...I'm fucking...oh...it's going in so deep...oh...so deep...it's so full...so good...so comfortable..."

Liu Qinyue was so overwhelmed by He Ming's mischievous thrusts that she could barely speak. She no longer cared about who was the top and who was the bottom.

He Ming thrust upwards a few times, pushing his protruding penis forcefully into Liu Qinyue's beautiful vagina, until her high-heeled sandals lifted off the sofa.

Experiencing such powerful penetration, Liu Qinyue was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she uttered many incoherent sentences, her slips of the tongue making it obvious who was fucking whom.

"Good wife, is it comfortable? Is it good? Do you like me fucking you like this?"

While playing with her large breasts, he thrust upwards a few times, asking suggestive questions as he did so.

"Mmm...good...so comfortable...husband is so strong...you're making my pussy feel so good...so good...husband...big cock husband...I love you so much...you're so good...you're so good at fucking my pussy...I love it when you fuck me like this...it feels so good..."

Liu Qinyue panted as she moved, her eyes glazed over with an extremely seductive look.

"Sexy wife, how about we try a different position? That would be even more enjoyable..."

"What position? You're so fussy..."

she said, but obediently stood up, looking at the long, thick penis with infinite anticipation.

"Tell me, what kind of fancy position do you want to try this time? If it's not as comfortable as this 'Guanyin Sitting on a Lotus,' I won't accept it..."

"Of course, it's more enjoyable than this. Hmm, you lie on the sofa, one hand on the sofa and one foot standing on the floor..."

"What about the other foot and hand?"

He Ming asked, leaning back on the sofa as He Ming had instructed, and turned back to ask him.

"Hmm, like this, you put one hand on my shoulder, and I'll lift one leg up, sticking your plump butt up, exposing your cunt for me to fuck..."

He Ming's mind conjured up a scene from an adult film, and he gave the lewd order.

"Is that how it is?"

Liu Qinyue obediently assumed the one-legged-one-legged position.

"My slutty wife, you're so smart. I love you to death..."

After saying that, He Ming lifted one of Liu Qinyue's slender legs, while Liu Qinyue placed her other hand on He Ming's shoulder, turned around, and stuck out her plump, snow-white buttocks, exposing her tender cunt that had just been fucked.

“My bad husband always finds ways to play with me… My big-dicked husband is so bad…”

“Then I’ll show you how bad I can be, I’m going to fuck you…”

He said, straightening his hard, thick penis and pressing it against Liu Qinyue’s slit.

“Come on, big-dicked husband, I want you… My pussy needs you even more… Come in quickly… Fuck me… Fuck me… Oh… So powerful… You bad husband… You didn’t even say anything before fucking me… Oh… So full… So deep… This move is too deep… It can reach the very core of my cunt in one go… Oh… So hot… So comfortable…”

Seeing that the beautiful woman with her perky buttocks could no longer bear the torment of lust, seeing that she was already aroused, He Ming knew that if he didn’t fuck this slut’s cunt now, she would hate him.

So he didn’t care whether she was ready or not, and with a thrust of his waist, his huge penis was inserted into the slit. Because of the perky buttocks and exposed cunt, plus this position, the thick, long penis easily went all the way in.

"Husband, this position is too...so deep...I can't take it...this will tear my pussy apart...it's too deep...it's all the way in...every time it hits the very top of my flower...oh...so stimulating...so numb...oh...what is this...so powerful...it's almost tearing me apart...so numb...so good..."

Liu Qinyue moaned with satisfaction.

"Feels good, doesn't it... I'm sure you won't go wrong listening to me... This move can go really deep every time... Oh... My glans is touching your tender flesh... So comfortable... It feels so soft and squishy when it hits your clitoris... So comfortable... This move is great... It can go really deep when fucking a hole... This move is called 'Jade Maiden One Leg Receiving the Sun'... Powerful, isn't it... Does it feel good to fuck you?..."

While asking, he picked up Liu Qinyue's jade legs and fucked her hard on that patch of grass. He held her jade legs with one hand, and because she turned around and stuck her plump buttocks out in front of his penis, He Ming only needed to pull his penis out slightly to the entrance of her jade gate and stop, and then push his waist forward with force, and his big penis would thrust into her little hole! Moreover, as his penis went in, He Ming's strong thighs impacted Liu Qinyue's plump buttocks, causing Liu Qinyue's snow-white buttocks to ripple with flesh, and her two snow-capped mountains were hit so violently that they swayed from side to side.

Because of He Ming's powerful thrusts, the groin of his thighs collided with his plump buttocks, producing waves of flesh and a delightful 'slap slap' sound.

"Oh...so good...I love you so much...you really know how to fuck a pussy." "Ah...you've fucked me so hard I can't tell which way is which...oh...so deep...too hard...you've hit the very core again...oh...it's going to break...my little hole is going to be fucked to pieces...oh...it's so swollen...it feels so good...this move is really good...oh...I can't take it anymore...'One-legged Sun' is too strong...my legs are sore...oh...I can't take it anymore...it's so deep...so swollen...so good...you've fucked my core to pieces...oh...it's all been shaken apart...so good...oh...something's coming...I...oh...I'm going to cum...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to die...I'm going to fly...come on...fuck me hard...I'm going to die...oh...ah...I'm going to cum...oh...it's over...I'm going to die...oh...cum...cum...ah...I'm dying..."

After He Ming fucked her hard in this position for a while, Liu Qinyue knew that something deep inside her little hole was about to erupt. After He Ming fucked her hard for a few more minutes, she finally couldn't help but burst out of her little hole. Chapter 99 of December 2nd:
Beautiful Reporter, Too Breasts (Part 1)

First, a sudden, violent tremor ran through her vaginal opening, followed by contractions of the vaginal walls. Gusts of fluid, flowing uncontrollably with each contraction! A tingling sensation spread from her vaginal opening along her spine, shooting straight to her brain. The intense pleasure stimulated Liu Qinyue's heart, as if her soul had left her body. Her mouth gaped open, her red lips only able to exhale; the frantic moans she had just uttered were no longer audible.

Now, the fluid within Liu Qinyue's vagina surged wave after wave, each surge more frantic than the last. At the entrance of her vagina, tightly contracted by the orgasm, a stream of clear liquid shot out, tracing a perfect arc through the space between Liu Qinyue's legs, extending several tens of centimeters!

"Ah... this is what they call 'squirting'! So good... so amazing... I want to fuck... I want to cum... ah... I'm going to cum... cum inside you... ah... I'm cumming..."

Seeing this, He Ming felt greatly stimulated and praised loudly.

After Liu Qinyue's orgasm, all her strength was drained, her delicate body became limp, and her standing jade leg knelt down on the sofa. Because of the fall of her upturned buttocks, her large penis suddenly slipped out of her vagina.

He Ming was not yet satisfied, so naturally he wouldn't let her go so easily. He straightened her body, placed her hands on the back of the sofa, knelt on both knees, and raised her plump buttocks, revealing the still-open and closing secret passage. Her

two plump labia majora were engorged with blood and became abnormally thick, and her labia minora were also turned outwards by the fucking. The pink little flesh hole couldn't close in time, constantly leaking honey-like fluid, and the constantly writhing honey-like flesh inside could be vaguely seen.

He Ming stopped, grasped his hard penis, and ran the glans up and down along the wet, slit-like opening of her vulva a few times before thrusting it in.

Liu Qinyue trembled at the impact, her lifeless body reviving, a muffled groan escaping her lips.

He Ming grabbed the beautiful Liu's slender waist and began thrusting forcefully back and forth. His massive penis caused the pink flesh inside her vagina to churn and ripple, his testicles slapping against her thick labia, creating exaggerated arcs.

"Ah...I'm going to die...ah...I'm going to be penetrated through my uterus...oh...I can't take it...you're fucking this little bitch's cunt too hard...it's going to tear...oh...my husband's big cock is too big, too hard, too long...oh...it's inside my flower again...oh...I can't take it...this will ruin my cunt...oh...it's going to break...oh...it's inside my uterus again..."

The intense pleasure seemed to give Liu, the beautiful woman, boundless strength. She moaned loudly, her small hands reaching behind her to her crotch, finding her tiny clitoris between her labia, stretched open by the thick penis, and gently rubbing it.

He Ming became even more excited, his large hands gripping her slender waist, thrusting forcefully into her secret passage, her lower abdomen hitting her plump buttocks with a crisp sound.

"Ah...so full...oh...all the way in...all the way in...oh, so hot...my little hole is so full...oh..."

Liu's face was as red as a peach blossom, her mouth opening wider and wider, feeling as if that big penis had already penetrated her heart, making it almost hard for her to breathe.

She moved her jade-like hand from her mons pubis upwards, touching her flat lower abdomen, seemingly to confirm whether that big penis had reached deep into her stomach.

"Wow... such a tight little pussy, it feels so good and so docile on my big dog's dick... so... this little bitch's cunt is so good, slippery, wet, warm, it feels so fucking good inside..."

He Ming felt the massage pleasure from the penis, the warm and moist space inside the hole made him tremble slightly. Although it was narrow, it wasn't very tight or hard. The big penis didn't feel any pain from being squeezed; instead, it felt incredibly comfortable and pleasurable.

He Ming discovered that the inside of the hole was slippery, with layers of smooth muscle tightly wrapping around the swollen glans, sucking it like a little mouth. The writhing smooth muscles constantly gushed out warm, moist fluid, making the thrusting increasingly easy.

"Ah...husband, your big cock is so thick...it's right inside my flower...oh...don't move...oh...I'm going to die...I'm going to be fucked to death...your big, hard cock...oh...it's swollen and full...swollen...oh...your big cock inside my flower is so hot...oh...it's like boiling water...it's so hot that my little hole is flowing with so much juice...oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...your big, hard, hot cock...oh..."

As the little man's big cock went in and out, the beautiful Liu felt more and more itchy in her vagina, and she became more and more dependent on the big meat stick that was almost inside her heart, hoping for a stronger thrust.

He Ming, watching from the side, saw the beautiful Liu's breasts swaying seductively. He leaned forward, reached out, and grabbed her breasts, kneading them relentlessly. He then used the force of her grip to thrust his large buttocks, feeling the smooth muscles of her tender vagina undulating and the waves of vaginal fluid gushing against his sensitive glans. He felt nothing but pure pleasure.

Seeing the stunning beauty kneeling like a mother on the teak floor, her wasp-like waist supporting her plump, high-perched buttocks, receiving his rough thrusting into her vagina from behind, the stimulation in his heart was even stronger than his physical sensations; he was almost in a state of frenzy.

He Ming thrust his strong buttocks forward with powerful strokes, penetrating the tenderest, smoothest, and softest flesh of the beautiful woman with each thrust. Each stroke made the beautiful Liu sway, her large breasts, unbound by a bra, held in place by his large hands, leaving pink finger marks—a poignant beauty!

He Ming's waist thrust forward forcefully, intentionally using his index and ring fingers to tightly pinch the swaying nipples, holding the delicate, bright red little round heads firmly to prevent them from shaking. He mercilessly pinched the two nipples until the round nipples became flattened, and because the tender buds had been shaped by his fingers, the swaying breast flesh kept swinging back and forth, thus creating a tug-of-war between the nipples and the breasts.

"Ah...it hurts...oh...my nipples are going to fall off...oh...it hurts so much...oh...this is so mean...playing with my breasts like this...it's killing me...oh...it hurts so much...it's so stimulating, good daddy...you might as well fuck your daughter to death...oh...my little hole is bursting...oh...so fast...more powerful and stronger than a pile driver...oh...it's making my heart melt...oh...it hurts and feels so good...oh..."

The beautiful Liu felt the tingling pleasure of the large penis fucking her, while simultaneously experiencing the excruciating pain of her swaying breasts being pinched. These two contrasting sensations intensified the stimulation, making her unable to stop.

To endure the pain in her chest, she could only put her lewd finger, which she had been rubbing inside her vagina, in her mouth and gently bite it, hoping to alleviate the pain in her nipples.

She would occasionally turn her head to look at the man attacking her buttocks with a dazed expression, hoping he would see her pitiful state and stop his sadistic lovemaking of pinching her nipples.

The more beautiful Liu appeared, her pain and pleasure mingling in a pitiful state, the more it ignited He Ming's deepest, most perverse, bestial instincts. He loved watching beautiful women being fucked to the point of near death by him, powerless to resist his humiliation and affection. That submissive, pitiful state was his greatest sexual pleasure. Now, seeing Liu's pitiful state, he gained a satisfaction that surpassed even lovemaking. Instead of feeling pity for her, he tightened his grip on her nipples, his waist thrusting forward like a high-powered motor, relentlessly and frantically targeting the tenderest, smoothest part of her vagina, until Liu's entire body began to tremble violently, stiffening and stiffening.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... My nipples are going to fall off... Oh... Good grandpa... Are you here to fuck your granddaughter or to twist your nipples... Oh... It hurts so much... Oh... I can't take it anymore... It hurts so much... Oh... Mom... It hurts so much... Oh... Too fast... Too strong... You're fucking my body so hard it's going to fall apart... Oh... You're hitting my flower again... Oh... You're fucking my little cunt too hard... I'm going to die... Oh... It's coming... It's coming... Hurry... Hurry up and get fucked to death... Oh... Oh... My cunt is going to pee... Hurry... Hurry, don't stop... Fuck me hard... Fuck me to death... Ah... It's coming... I'm coming... Oh... Oh..."

The beautiful Liu seemed to be on the verge of reaching a paradise of pleasure. She was on the edge of orgasm, and had forgotten all shame as she cried out loudly, letting He Ming fuck her like a machine. All she could hear now was the moaning and shouting of her climax.

After a frenzied and brutal thrusting, the beautiful Liu's body stiffened and hardened, her lower abdomen contracting rapidly. She quickly pressed her plump, bouncy buttocks against He Ming's abdomen. After a shudder, her previously stiff body began to relax, and she collapsed weakly onto the sofa, her large, sexy mouth panting heavily.

The pleasure was too intense; it was a bittersweet experience. The piercing pain in her nipples and the tingling pleasure in her vagina simultaneously overwhelmed her. Now, apart from a slight tremor, her entire body was as limp as a noodle. Except for panting through her nostrils and mouth, she had no strength left. She just wanted to quietly savor this soul-stirring, intoxicating pleasure. This wave of ecstatic pleasure was too much for her senses. Her mind went completely blank, her bones instantly stiffened, her scalp tingled, and her lower abdomen contracted tightly like a rope, constantly crushing her flower nerves. A large amount of fluid seeped out from the flesh walls of her flower, like water leaking from a blooming flower, surging into her sensitive uterus. Wave after wave of fluid piled up and pressed her down in a sea of lust. She felt herself floating lightly in the sky, her body flying like a swallow towards heaven. She flew and flew, her body so light that she lingered in the palace of heaven, unable to regain her senses for a long time.

"Ah...this feels so good...this is a real climax, like my soul leaving my body, it's so amazing...it's incredible for a woman to experience this kind of out-of-body pleasure...this exhilarating feeling is something I've never experienced before, it's so satisfying...husband, I love you so much...I'm fucking you, husband!"

The beautiful Liu murmured intermittently, lying on the sofa. Her voice was barely audible due to exhaustion; this was her first thought after regaining some strength and clarity.

He Ming was taken aback. It seemed that besides physical strength and erectile ability, a man also needed certain techniques of humiliation to capture a woman's heart and body in bed.

The vagina during orgasm was the epitome of vaginal beauty. It contracted tightly yet retained its muscular resilience, gripping the thick, swollen shaft and its custom-designed, undulating movements. Its warm, moist flow, combined with the slippery, sticky fluid in each wave of the tide,

tightened with each of Liu Qinyue's frenzied tremors, tightly enveloping the large, moving penis. This further stimulated He Ming's most primal passion, driving him to relentlessly thrust into the narrow vagina. The direct impact of the warm, lustful fluids intensified the tingling sensation within him.

Liu Qinyue was completely exhausted, her body swaying mechanically with each thrust.

He Ming straightened up, thrusting forcefully, his gaze drifting downwards. He saw his large penis rapidly entering the small passage, so thick that it even caused the light brown anus to bulge and concave—it was incredibly stimulating. He then placed his fingers on the folds of the anus, gently rubbing them as if counting tree rings.

"Oh, it's all the way in! All the way in

again, it's killing me, such a thick and long cock... Oh..." Liu Qinyue mustered her last bit of strength and breathed out wearily.

As He Ming thrust in and out, he felt that the tight little anus seemed to have some kind of magic, actually sucking his fingers in, so he mischievously increased the force, gradually inserting his fingertip into the tiny anus.

"Ah, no, why are you doing that there, my good husband, please spare me, it feels so strange!"

Liu Qinyue suddenly felt something was wrong and became somewhat panicked, but she had no strength at all and was being thrust into forcefully, so she had no ability to resist.

He Ming thought of anal sex, but now he was so comfortable that he was about to climax, and he was reluctant to pull his penis out, secretly wondering if he should persuade this beauty to have a special kind of sex next time.

“Oh, what a powerful cock! It’s piercing my uterus! Oh, big cock husband, look! It’s bulging out a lump of flesh on my lower abdomen! It’s so long, it’s making my uterus ache! Oh… such a thick and long cock, it’s burning my pussy…”

Liu Qinyue became excited again, making one marvel at the natural advantage women have in this area.

He Mingshu also started trembling with pleasure, feeling like he was about to explode, and his movements became more violent than ever before.

“Ah! I can’t take it anymore, oh… it’s going too deep, it’s so thick and long, it’s even reaching the bottom of my uterus… oh, don’t touch my clitoris… oh… I can’t take it, I’m going to die… oh… it feels so good, you’re such a good little handsome daddy, I love you so much… oh… fuck me to death, I’m coming… oh… pierce through my uterus, I’m going to die, hurry… fuck me to death… oh… I’m coming… I’m going to die… oh… it’s bad, hurry… fuck me to death! Don’t stop!” "Faster, deeper, use your big cock to fuck my cunt hard... Oh... I'm coming... Oh... I'm going to pee... Oh... I'm coming... I'm coming..."

Liu Qinyue's vagina was especially sensitive after her orgasm, and in just a short while, it became aroused again, and she was about to orgasm again.

He Ming felt that the secret passage was writhing more and more intensely, squeezing and massaging his penis like a baby's little hands, which felt extremely comfortable. The strong urge to ejaculate spread throughout his body uncontrollably, so he gathered all his strength and carried out the last few thrusts.

"Oh... It's coming, it's reached the bottom, it's all the way in... Oh... It's so deep inside!" "It's going to pierce my little hole, it's going to be pierced by your big cock... Oh... My little hole is so sore... Oh... I'm going to die, I'm going to die again, I can't take it anymore, my little hole is going to rot... Oh... It's coming, hurry, fuck this slutty sister to death... Oh... It's coming, I'm going to die, fuck me to death... Oh... I'm coming... I'm coming to death... Oh... Oh..."

Finally, Liu Qinyue let out a high-pitched moan, reaching another climax, her vaginal walls convulsing rapidly, large gushes of vaginal fluid gushing out, hitting the huge glans.

He Ming could no longer hold back, letting out a roar, his thick semen shot powerfully into the uterus of the beautiful Liu.

"Oh...it's burning me...my pussy is going to be cooked...oh...so much...it can't hold it all...such a strong ejaculation...it feels so good...so hot...it feels so good...ah..."

Liu Qinyue's tender pussy was already in the midst of orgasmic contractions, her pussy extremely sensitive. The contracting tender flesh was stimulated by the scalding semen to reach a second orgasm, making her pussy contract and contract again and again, becoming more and more sensitive. The tender flesh in her flower center was drenched by the hot semen, and the extreme pleasure caused Liu Qinyue's bladder to burst open. The urine in her bladder gushed out in two streams, completely wetting her beautiful legs and the sofa.

Liu Qinyue's second ejaculation was even more intense than the first, which was similar to... Liu Qinyue's tender orifice was scalded and blurred by He Ming's hot semen, causing the sensitive flesh inside to contract even more, resulting in the small opening of her vagina quickly shrinking into a tiny red mouth. Because the small mouth contracted into a narrower opening than usual, it was like a cannon firing a powerful shot! That's why the crystal-clear fluid gushing from her vagina was so forceful and intense.

Next, both of them collapsed onto the sofa as if they had lost their shinbone support!

After their passionate encounter, the two lay on the bed for a while before Liu Qinyue got up and dressed. Her expression became somewhat sorrowful again. She probably understood that such carefree happiness was always short-lived, and that she would soon have to face the cruel reality again.

"Little Yueyue, tell me the truth, did something happen?"

He Ming pressed on, not giving up.

"Nothing!"

Liu Qinyue forced a smile and shook her head.

"If that bastard surnamed Zheng bullied you, just say it. I said, if you're willing to be with me, I will definitely marry you!" He

Ming knew the medication wasn't strong enough, and Liu Qinyue didn't seem to have made up her mind to abandon her current marriage, so he didn't press further, merely offering a tentative suggestion.

A look of gratitude appeared on Liu Qinyue's face, and she shook her head with a gentle smile, saying nothing more.

"Little Yueyue, can I come see you in the future?"

Now that their relationship had warmed up again, He Ming wanted to take the opportunity to rekindle their previous, unreserved life.

"Let's forget it, I'll come see you!"

Liu Qinyue hesitated for a moment; she didn't want to confront her husband yet, and naturally didn't want her lover to be discovered.

"Uh, how about this, give me your phone number!" He

Ming wasn't about to wait passively, so he seized the opportunity to feign interest and ask for her number!

Liu Qinyue gave her lover a playful glare and gave him her number.

He Ming happily memorized it on his phone. Before, although they had occasionally cheated on each other, it always felt like an underground operation, with each treating the other only as a source of sexual gratification. Now, having each other's phone numbers felt like a formal relationship, a step forward in their connection.

After they parted, He Ming secretly pondered his next move. Clearly, Liu Qinyue's initiative to come to him tonight indicated she was starting to lose hope in that man surnamed Zheng. But if her husband was cheating... Even a certificate couldn't completely dissuade her, so getting her to abandon her current family would be extremely difficult.

Therefore, it seems the only option now is to target that man surnamed Zheng. They need to find a way for Wu Ying to seduce him into divorcing his wife. Now that the beautiful Liu is gradually giving up on that short man, she shouldn't suffer too much harm.

He Ming took out his phone and called Wu Ying, explaining his idea.

Wu Ying, of course, had no reason to refuse; since she hadn't achieved her goal, she naturally needed to continue the work.

On Friday morning, during the last class, Wang Yuxin suddenly ran to He Ming, anxiously saying, "Brother Ming, what should we do? My dad's in trouble!"

Seeing the girl on the verge of tears, He Ming paused, a strange sense of joy rising within him, though he also felt it was somewhat unreasonable. He said seriously, "Xiao Xin, tell me slowly, what's wrong?"

"My mom said someone's causing trouble at my dad's factory. There are many of them, and she wants you to find a way to rescue him! Also, please don't call the police!"

Wang Yuxin stammered, clearly embarrassed to speak.

"Rescue him?"

He Ming was taken aback. An adult asking him, a student, to rescue someone sounded absurd, and the last sentence sounded like a line from a play. However, he understood the situation was definitely serious, so he said, "Don't worry, I'll ask the teacher for leave right away and go immediately. By the way, where is your dad's factory?"

"I'm very worried too, let's go together!"

Wang Yuxin clearly wouldn't just wait around while her father was there, so she suggested.

He Ming didn't say anything, but he and Wei Jie asked for leave and headed straight out of school. Of course, they had already arranged for help beforehand.

According to Wang Yuxin, her father's factory was located in the suburbs, at least an hour's drive from the No. 1 Middle School. So, the three of them kept urging the driver on.

The taxi driver, annoyed by their nagging, snapped, "Speeding will get me points deducted from my license! Who will I complain to when I get a fine?"

He Ming, somewhat irritated, pulled out his wallet, took out a wad of cash, and threw it at the driver.

Seeing this, the driver indeed sped up. Since it wasn't rush hour, the roads weren't congested, and in less than forty minutes, they arrived at a familiar spot in the rural-urban fringe outside the western district.

After waiting for about ten minutes, He Ming grew impatient. The person he'd contacted was from the eastern district, and he didn't know when they'd arrive. Going now would be pointless.

“Damn it, in the West District, I only know Brother Wang and his brothers. Now that he's like this, those guys probably won't give me any face anymore. Otherwise, one phone call and dozens of brothers would come to help in a minute!”

Wang Yong cursed, then took out his phone again, asked a question, and hung up, angrily saying, “Damn it, so slow! They said it'll take at least twenty more minutes to get there.”

“What should we do? I'm really worried about my dad! I want to go see him first!”

Wang Yuxin said anxiously, her bright eyes glistening with tears.

He Ming felt sorry for his girlfriend and said, “Then let's go see him first!”

“How far is it from here? Where will those guys find us when they get there?”

Wei Jie asked.

“It'll take almost ten more minutes!”

Wang Yuxin said after a moment’s thought.

“That won’t work. It’ll take twenty minutes round trip!”

Wei Jie said, his head aching.

“Then how about this, you wait here, Wang Yuxin and I will go check things out first!”

He Ming said, a suggestion his girlfriend agreed to.

“But the problem is, I don’t know where Wang Yuxin’s dad’s factory is,”

Wei Jie scratched his head, then suddenly realized, and said, “What’s the name of your dad’s factory? If we really can’t find it, I’ll ask a taxi driver to lead the way!”

“Jiangzhou Kangfu Food Co., Ltd.”

Wang Yuxin quickly replied.

He Ming and his girlfriend nodded, hailed a taxi, and headed towards the increasingly sparsely populated suburbs.

In less than ten minutes, they arrived at their destination. He Ming got out of the car and saw that the area was full of factories, large factory buildings with blue steel roofs everywhere.

Led by his girlfriend, the two walked to the vicinity of a factory. A few dozen meters away, the factory gate was tightly closed, and two tall men stood guard outside, their faces gloomy, exuding a menacing aura. Several black vans were also nearby.

“I wonder how my dad is doing inside?”

Wang Yuxin said worriedly. She seemed to realize that the two men were definitely up to no good, so she didn’t blindly walk over and force her way in.

He Ming was at a loss. Why would a factory need "gatekeepers"? Those two men were clearly not employees, so he dared not act rashly. Even if he could defeat those two burly men, if he alerted the people inside, he and his girlfriend would be lambs to the slaughter.

"Right, let's check the back door. Maybe we can get in from there!"

Wang Yuxin suddenly suggested.

He Ming nodded, then followed his girlfriend, circling the factory building for a short while before finally finding a small door at the back.

Seeing the half-closed door, Wang Yuxin wanted to push it open, but He Ming didn't want her to take the risk, and fearing she was being too reckless, he stopped her. He stepped forward, gently pushed the gap wide enough, and peered inside carefully. Once he was sure no one was around, he called his girlfriend, and they went inside together.

The factory was large, surrounded by workshops of all sizes. Although such places were never short of noise, He Ming clearly realized that it wasn't coming from nearby.

The two cautiously searched along the corner of the wall. He Ming couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Damn, this is really like acting!"

Finally, they faintly heard voices coming from a nearby door. He Ming quietly walked up and found a glass window. He leaned forward slightly to look inside. Wang Yuxin, unable to suppress her anxiety and doubt, also leaned her head in to look.

The scene inside startled He Ming. In the spacious warehouse, there were at least twenty or thirty people, including Wang Yuxin's father. He was being restrained by two tall young men, his arms held down. His face was completely distorted, swollen and bruised, with blood still wet at the corner of his mouth.

In front of him stood a woman...

Chapter 100 Beautiful Reporter, Too Busty (Part Two)

Yes, it was a woman!

Because the area was surrounded by people, He Ming could only catch a glimpse of the woman's profile through the gaps. Even without seeing her face, he was certain that she was a beautiful woman based on the curves of her features.

She wore a tight blue dress and leaned gently against the chair. Her breasts, two prominent curves, made He Ming, watching from outside the window, stare in disbelief, wondering if they were stuffed with foam.

He Ming was somewhat disappointed; because of the obstruction, that was all he could see. He turned his gaze away, wanting to assess the situation inside the room. But just then, an unfriendly voice suddenly rang out.

"Someone's here!"

He Ming clearly saw someone in the room looking in his direction, exclaiming in surprise.

"Oh no!"

He Ming thought to himself, reaching out to grab Wang Yuxin's hand, intending to run. But the girl, seeing her father's pitiful state, seemed unwilling to leave easily and instinctively stopped. During this scuffle, seven or eight people rushed out of the house and surrounded them.

Sitting idly by was not He Ming's style. He was considering whether to fight back when a tall figure walked out of the door. It was the woman he had seen from the side earlier, but seeing her face now, he was immediately stunned.

She was absolutely stunning. Her long, slightly wavy hair cascaded casually over her shoulders. Her features were exquisite, with sharp angles, exuding a natural air of nobility. A pair of delicate earrings adorned her translucent earlobes, swaying gently in the sunlight, emitting a slightly dazzling light—clearly high-end pieces that added a touch of ethereal beauty. What truly captivated He

Ming's eye was her figure. She wore a light blue straight-cut dress, like a second skin, perfectly outlining her alluring curves.

The extremely low V-neck revealed a deep, unfathomable cleavage, with glimpses of her fair flesh peeking out from her sides, full and rounded like fine jade, seemingly reflecting light naturally. Her breasts were truly magnificent, practically bursting with color; no man could possibly cover one with one hand.

Conversely, her lower body, particularly her waist, tapered sharply inwards, as if bound by an invisible belt that could be grasped with a single hand. The lines of her flat, flat abdomen were clearly visible beneath the thin, clinging fabric, even revealing a faint outline of her navel.

The skirt was a pencil skirt, shockingly short, barely covering her hips, making one worry that a large step might reveal too much. Of course, this allure, like a bewitching demon, tempted every man's vulnerable defenses, making them yearn to rush forward and peer down, indulging in a feast for the eyes!

From the front, He Ming saw that her sexy hips had smooth curves on both sides, with a prominent inverted triangle in the middle, the straight line of which was quite considerable. This also reflected from the side how full and rounded her buttocks were.

Those jade-like feet were long and slender, completely naked. Although unadorned, their curves flowed naturally and smoothly, rounded and smooth, their skin as white and delicate as cream, without a single flaw. This made He Ming wonder if she was deliberately wearing high-end stockings.

He Ming was fascinated by the beauty of stockings and legs, but seeing these beautiful legs, he finally understood that beauty without any embellishment could be so breathtaking. It was a display of confidence, completely unconcealed, every inch of skin clearly visible. It was truly a feast for the eyes, like watching a Japanese adult film. Ignoring the set design, props, and plot, who would want to watch a pixelated film? Those

bare jade-like feet wore a pair of pale yellow high-heeled sandals, which, like a throne, made her already tall and slender figure even more alluring and graceful, like an empress ruling the world, making one feel a sense of inferiority from the bottom of one's heart.

To be honest, He Ming felt a little inferior. This woman was definitely the tallest woman he had ever seen. Wearing high heels, she was probably close to 1.8 meters tall, and judging by her appearance, her actual height was at least 1.7 meters. This was a height that would make most women feel inferior.

What he couldn't understand the most was how someone so tall could be so well-developed. It was as if God had reserved the best features of two beauties and placed them all on her. She definitely had the golden ratio of a top European and American model.

Such a figure on a woman who was at most twenty-four or twenty-five years old was indeed unbelievable. No one could imagine how voluptuous and alluring her body would be in four or five years when she reached her prime, like a ripe peach.

Of course, besides her beauty, another impression this woman gave He Ming was coldness. Women with a noble temperament, once they stopped smiling, would unconsciously exude a cold aura, giving people a feeling that strangers should not approach them.

At first glance, He Ming could distinguish this woman from Shui Bingning in terms of temperament.

Shui Bingning is cold on the outside but warm on the inside; her unintentional actions give people a warm and gentle feeling, and once you get to know her well, you can feel her inner passion.

This woman, however, exudes a cold aura that seems to emanate from her very bones. Her presence seems to instantly lower the surrounding temperature, sending a chill down your spine.

Of course, being a woman, her coldness doesn't inspire fear. If such an aura were emanating from a burly man, it would definitely send shivers down his spine!

"What an accomplishment it would be to conquer a woman like this!"

Even though he was already in danger, this thought involuntarily surfaced in He Ming's mind.

"Two children?"

The cold beauty approached, sized up He Ming and his girlfriend, muttered in confusion, and then said, "What are you doing here? Get out of here!"

He Ming knew that turning hostile now would be pointless. Since the other party was being so lenient, he didn't want to stay. He tried to tell his girlfriend to leave, but just then…

"Let my father go! How could you beat him like that?"

Wang Yuxin was worried about her father's condition and couldn't just leave. She scolded him in a sweet voice, but judging from her tearful appearance and childish voice, there was no intimidation whatsoever.

"Your father? Is your father Manager Wang?"

the beauty asked thoughtfully.

"Xiao Xin, is that you? Who are you with?"

Before Wang Yuxin could answer, her father's questioning voice came from inside the door.

He Ming secretly thought, "This is bad. Escaping won't be so easy now!"

"Since you're Manager Wang's daughter, we won't make things too difficult for you. Come in, your father is inside!"

The tall, beautiful woman hesitated for a moment, a faint smile appearing on her cold, pretty face, before stepping aside.

Wang Yuxin hadn't expected such leniency and, after a moment's hesitation, ran into the factory.

He Ming shook his head, helplessly following her in. He knew very well that things wouldn't be that simple; the crisp sound of her high heels hitting the ground behind him constantly irritated him.

The scene inside left He Ming somewhat stunned. He saw two or three workers in blue work clothes, their faces bruised and swollen, lying or sitting, surrounded by four or five burly men wielding weapons. On the other side, a plainly dressed man also had a bruised and swollen face, but he was treated much better; he had a chair to sit on and no one was watching him. Most surprisingly, next to him, Wang Yuxin's father was still being held down by two men, completely unable to move.

"Dad, how are you?"

Wang Yuxin ran over to check on her father's injuries.

When Mr. Wang saw He Ming, an undisguised smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen a savior. He probably thought that even the fiercest people would have to give the mayor's son some face.

"Manager Wang," the tall, beautiful woman said calmly ,

sitting back in her chair, her long, shapely legs crossed, her small feet swinging slightly.

Her short skirt rode up a few inches, almost reaching her thighs, making the lustful He Ming's eyes blaze with desire. He stared intently at the slit between her legs, hoping to catch a glimpse of her.

Mr. Wang hesitated, then remained silent.

He Ming wondered what this woman wanted to get back, making such a fuss.

"Manager Wang, since that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows, glanced at a burly man beside her, and then said to Wang Yuxin, "Brother Qin, take off that girl's clothes!"

The sudden turn of events startled He Ming, who was filled with rage and cursed, "You son of a bitch, who dares?"

"A hero saving a damsel in distress? I admire that, but you've chosen the wrong time and place!"

The beautiful woman sneered and said to the burly man beside her, "Drag him away!"

The burly man responded and reached out to grab He Ming's collar.

He Ming, of course, couldn't stand idly by; he kicked the man in the stomach.

The burly man groaned, his massive frame staggering back four or five steps, colliding with another man behind him before collapsing to the ground, clutching his stomach and groaning.

He Ming was somewhat stunned. He felt that his kick hadn't met with as much resistance as he'd expected. After a moment's thought, he realized it must be the effect of his yoga practice, and his confidence surged. Of course, at this moment, he couldn't possibly consider that this wasn't a scene from a science fiction or martial arts film; no one could possibly fight ten or twenty burly men simultaneously.

The cold beauty, not expecting such a young man to be so ruthless, paused for a moment, then snapped at the men around her, "What are you standing there for? Get him!"

The dozen or so burly men around her, receiving the order, all rushed forward.

He Ming knew the importance of striking while the iron was hot. A sharp punch knocked down a man who had lunged at him from the left. Turning around, he found himself surrounded by hands, like tentacles from a science fiction movie, clinging to him and binding him instantly. He struggled, using his still-free leg to kick a child in front of him, sending him staggering backward. Unable to attack further, he refused to give in, desperately struggling to break free of the strong hands.

He Ming felt someone grab his wrist and twist it backward, so he struggled even harder. Perhaps due to his increased strength, the few men around him couldn't subdue him.

Because the target was small, it was impossible for so many men to easily grab him, resulting in a stalemate.

He Ming felt the burly man holding him wasn't as heavy as he had expected. With a little effort, he was thrown from side to side. Just when he thought he could escape, he suddenly felt his feet trip him several times, and he fell to the ground.

Seeing He Ming fall, two or three burly men seized the opportunity to twist his hands behind his back, kneed him in the back, and then... nothing more happened, and the factory fell silent.

Of course, Wang Yuxin wanted to help from beginning to end, but as a little girl, she couldn't even get close, so what use could she be?

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Chapter 101 Beautiful Reporter, Too Busty (Part 3)

He Ming was pressed to the ground, unable to move, his eyes bloodshot. He tried to raise his head, even more furious. It turned out that he was now completely lying in front of that cold beauty, his head only a few dozen centimeters away from those exquisite high-heeled sandals.

To be honest, although he was furious, this glance still made He Ming's heart skip a beat. Looking up at her up so close, her beautiful legs were incredibly sexy. Her calves were very long and straight, and because you could hardly see her calves, the lines appeared very symmetrical. Her ivory-like skin even had a faint pinkish hue, and it looked so fresh and dewy that it seemed to drip water. There were no flaws at all, not even a slightly large pore. Her jade feet were very delicate and petite, completely inversely proportional to her figure. They looked even more beautiful with the high heels. They swayed back and forth, and her ten little toes, painted with light pink nail polish, looked like little dolls, smiling broadly, as if they were mocking the person who had bowed to them.

Behind her calves were her large, jade-white legs, full and shapely, forming a tight slit that extended into her surprisingly short skirt. A glimpse of her figure was possible, but it was impossible to see clearly what lay beneath, a sight that stirred the heart.

At the end of her jade-like legs, her shapely buttocks, pressed against the chair, naturally pushed her full, rounded flesh to the sides, bulging and stretching the short skirt to the point of bursting, clearly showing her elasticity.

"Heh, I thought I'd met Superman, but it seems he's just an ordinary kid, doesn't have any superhuman abilities!"

the beautiful woman sneered, her small feet swinging more and more joyfully, the arc widening, seemingly about to touch He Ming's nose.

He Ming was a mixture of anger and astonishment, his mind blank, unsure how to respond.

"How dare you treat him like this? Do you even know who he is?"

The bruised and battered Mr. Wang suddenly roared.

Wang Yuxin struggled, trying to rush forward to save her boyfriend, but her slender arms were firmly held by a large man, rendering her unable to move.

"Oh, who is he?"

the cold beauty stopped swinging her legs and asked curiously.

"He's Mayor Chen's son!"

Wang Yuxin's father's voice was booming, clearly showing his confidence.

"Mayor Chen's son?"

the cold beauty muttered doubtfully, reflexively lowering her crossed legs.

He Ming was instantly dumbfounded, because her legs were no longer tightly closed, revealing a two-finger-wide gap. The spring beneath her short skirt was completely exposed to his view. It was completely bare, without any trace of the various sexy panties he had imagined, or any shadows. This elegant, cold beauty was so bold, going braless!

What a perfect little hole it was! Not a single clump of pubic hair, like a small, white steamed bun. The labia majora were fair and pink, indistinguishable from the skin of her thighs, plump and incredibly sexy. A small pink slit ran down the middle, revealing the labia minora slightly, vibrant and luscious, like a young girl playfully sticking out her tongue. At the top, a small clitoris was faintly visible, glistening with oil!

"This must be the legendary 'White Tiger'!"

He Ming thought foolishly. Of course, the allure didn't stop there.

Next, the cold beauty leaned forward, carefully examining He Ming, seemingly trying to discern something. Her V-neckline was already very low, and now, due to her weight, it drooped down, exposing a large expanse of her snow-white, full breasts—completely uncovered!

He Ming was dumbfounded again. This woman was truly open; she wasn't even wearing underwear!

What magnificent breasts they were! Almost half of them were exposed, their bases unlike the oval shape of ordinary women's breasts, but rather like two large white bowls inverted on their chests. The delicate, white flesh, though without any support, showed no signs of sagging, bulging elastically outwards like inflated balloons, forming a deep, unfathomable valley in the center. Conversely, the areolas, partially exposed, were remarkably small and round, about the size of a fingertip, cradling two tiny nipples, barely larger than soybeans, vibrant and luscious, like ripe cherries, ready to overflow with sweet nectar, arousing an intense desire in one's mouth!

Large breasts, small nipples—the perfect combination.

If Su Xue's breasts were perfectly shaped like papayas, then the treasures on this cold beauty's chest were the standard "durian" shape!

"If you're going to lie, at least come up with a better one. As far as I know, Mayor Chen doesn't seem to have any sons!"

The cold beauty turned away and said coldly to Wang Yuxin's father.

"Indeed, Mayor Chen doesn't have any sons, but this is his adopted son. If you don't believe me, call him and ask him yourself!"

Wang's father said coldly.

The cold beauty's expression became somewhat serious, but she wouldn't believe him so easily. She stood up and walked past He Ming.

He Ming's gaze involuntarily followed the hem of the miniskirt beneath. The pink labia of her vulva were pulled and changed shape with each step of her legs, incredibly alluring.

The anger in He Ming's mind seemed to shift instantly, transforming into a burning lust. His penis swelled rapidly, painfully pressing against the ground. He cursed the ancestors of the burly men who had subdued him dozens of times in his mind.

The cold beauty walked to the side, made a phone call, inquiring about Chen Junyan's family. A moment later, she turned and returned, her skirt once again revealing a glimpse of her figure to the lecherous man.

"Alright, if you really are Mayor Chen's son, that would be even better!"

The cold beauty leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs, fully displaying her curvaceous figure.

"To tell you the truth, I'm a reporter from Jiangzhou TV!"

The cold beauty stated her identity first.

He Ming was stunned, somewhat unable to react. A reporter? A reporter this fierce? This was clearly the style of a female gangster boss!

"Not long ago, rumors circulated in the city that many people had been poisoned after consuming soybean oil produced by this food factory. The station sent several reporters to investigate, wanting to see the production process and verify the truth. However, Manager Wang kept the factory heavily guarded, preventing any stranger from approaching the production line!

Because the rumors were spreading, the station director asked me to come back and investigate thoroughly. Having no other choice, a couple of days ago I pretended to be someone wanting to open a food factory and invited one of the factory's managers to dinner, hoping he could show us the production process. He reluctantly agreed.

Everything was going smoothly. This morning, the photographer and I..."

She glanced at the man sitting in a chair, his face bruised and swollen, and continued, "While we were gathering evidence, some gossipy worker saw us and called Manager Wang. He rushed over and stopped us in the factory, saying he needed to search us before we could leave." A conflict ensued. The "

cold beauty," already rarely smiling, became even more icy, glaring at the workers in the corner who had been brutally beaten. "Those workers are really ruthless! They actually beat my photographer like that and confiscated his hidden camera!

Having no other choice, I had to resort to this tactic to get what's rightfully mine back!"

The "cold beauty" paused, pursed her lips, and then said to He Ming, "During our investigation, we found out that this factory did indeed have problems producing soybean oil. To save money, they purchased inferior raw materials. If you really are Mayor Chen's son, then please go back and tell your father to have the health bureau shut this place down as soon as possible, otherwise many more innocent citizens will suffer!" He

Ming was completely stunned. The situation seemed to have suddenly reversed. The "cold beauty," who had seemed like a mafia boss, had become a righteous angel protecting the people's interests, while the "father-in-law" who had been beaten so badly had become a heartless businessman.

"Hmph, does this look like you're begging me?"

He Ming, shocked and annoyed, retorted. He, the one being begged, was being pinned to the ground, prostrating himself before her like a pilgrim on a religious pilgrimage!

"No choice, to get my things back, I have to make you suffer for now!"

The cold beauty smirked, turning her gaze to Wang's father on the other side: "I'll say it again, hand over my things!"

Wang's father hesitated, but remained silent.

"Take off her clothes!"

The cold beauty seemed enraged, her brows furrowed as she spoke to the burly man holding Wang Yuxin.

"You bitch, if you dare do that, I... I won't grant your request!"

He Ming struggled violently, cursing, resorting to this excuse because he couldn't think of anything to threaten her with.

"Give him a few slaps!"

The cold beauty rolled her eyes, disdainfully.

He Ming caught a glimpse of a large hand reaching out from behind him out of the corner of his eye. Before he could dodge, a burning pain shot through his face, and he saw stars.

"I told you all that just to show I'm not some vicious woman, so you won't have to tell Mayor Chen and cause trouble. As for whether you tell him or not, it doesn't matter anyway. Once I get the camera back and broadcast what's inside on TV, someone will come and shut this place down sooner or later!"

After the cold beauty finished speaking, she ordered the burly man holding Wang Yuxin again: "Take her off!"

"No!"

Wang Yuxin struggled in panic.

"I say, Uncle Wang, she's your daughter! You're just going to watch her get bullied like this!"

He Ming struggled desperately, his eyes almost bursting out of their sockets. If he hadn't seen that the old man was his girlfriend's father, he would have definitely cursed her out.

"Fine, let my daughter go, and I'll hand her over!"

Wang's father finally said through gritted teeth.

"That's right!"

The cold beauty nodded, quite satisfied.

Over the next few minutes, Wang Yuxin's father, accompanied by two burly men, retrieved the hidden camera.

The cold beauty, holding the button-sized "all-purpose hidden camera," fiddled with it with satisfaction for a moment, then called to the men inside, "Let them go, we're leaving!"

Regaining their freedom, He Ming was almost in disbelief. He had worried these men might kill them to cover their tracks; it seemed the woman wasn't inherently bad.

"It's over, it's all over!"

Wang's father collapsed to the ground, as if in a daze. Wang Yuxin couldn't hold back her tears and quickly helped him up.

He Ming knew that if this were exposed now, it would be a fatal blow to Wang's father and his girlfriend's entire family. But what could he do alone? He could only watch helplessly as the cold beauty, whom he had practically seen naked, swayed her hips and walked away gracefully!

"Right, it's been about twenty minutes now, maybe Wei Jie and the others have already arrived!"

Thinking this, He Ming turned and ran outside to chase after them. However, to his disappointment, he followed Leng Meiren and her group all the way to the gate, but there was no sign of Wei Jie and the others. He could only watch helplessly as they drove away in their van.

He Ming stared blankly for a long time before a taxi followed by several white vans finally stopped at the factory gate. Twenty or thirty people jumped out, including Wei Jie.

"How are you?"

Wei Jie asked with concern, seeing He Ming's disheveled appearance.

He Ming brushed the dust off his clothes and said in a somber tone, "You're too late!"

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Chapter 102 Mayor Chen Takes Action Regarding

the Food Safety Issue. He Ming wasn't completely ignorant about the issue. The scandals on television had been so widespread and involved a wide range of people. In serious cases, manufacturers not only had to be shut down and compensate all parties for losses, but they might even face legal consequences.

If it were just about Wang Yuxin's father, he could hide in some corner and gloat. But the problem is that if this matter is broadcast on the news and spread, how could his girlfriend and that awful man's wife not be caught in the crossfire?

He Ming desperately wanted to help, but how? Retrieve the evidence? Even if he had the ability, where would he find that female reporter? He didn't even know her name; even going to the TV station wouldn't provide any information, and besides, he didn't have the time or energy!

He Ming was completely at a loss!

Wang Yuxin and her father hurriedly emerged after a long while. Seeing so many strangers standing in front of He Ming, their faces showed fear, and their steps slowed subconsciously. They were probably wondering if these people were there to cause trouble again!

However, after seeing He Ming talking to the group, their expressions calmed down considerably.

"No, I have to go find the station director immediately. I have to make him promise not to broadcast that video!"

Wang Yuxin's father stood for a moment, then muttered a few words to himself, said goodbye, and hurried away.

He Ming genuinely hoped he would succeed; then he wouldn't have to worry about this anymore!

Next, He Ming called on his brothers who had come to help, sold them high-end cigarettes, and then treated them to a big meal at the nearest restaurant. He was really unlucky; he hadn't relied on their help at all, yet he had to spend money and effort. However, he did make some new friends, which could be considered expanding his network.

On the way back to school, Wang Yuxin seemed very quiet, her face pale and her big eyes watery, as if tears were about to well up.

"Don't worry, Xiaoxin, everything will be alright!"

He Ming knew his words of comfort were somewhat weak, but he couldn't think of anything more to say.

On Saturday, He Ming went to the hospital to see Meng Lei as usual, but then unexpectedly received a call from his girlfriend, saying that her parents had invited him to visit.

He Ming had a feeling that something was amiss. After what had happened yesterday, inviting him today was probably not a good thing.

Even so, he secretly prayed that Wang Yuxin's father had already resolved everything, and that it was just a simple get-together!

He Ming arrived at Wang Yuxin's house and was surprised to find the whole family there. The stunningly beautiful wife was as sophisticated and mature as ever. Although dressed simply in her home clothes, her enviable figure was undeniable. However, her slightly haggard complexion somewhat affected her overall appearance, and even when she forced a smile, her eyes darted around nervously.

Wang Yuxin looked somewhat downcast; the usually clear, white eye sockets around her large eyes were slightly dim, and even her clothing seemed conservative. She usually wore shorts and sandals, but today she was unexpectedly wearing capri pants and sneakers, her attire reflecting her helplessness.

In contrast, Wang's father greeted He Ming with a fawning smile and repeated greetings.

This situation made He Ming uneasy. To be honest, Wang Yuxin's father always acted like the mayor's son, but in reality, his relationship with his current adoptive father was purely transactional, devoid of any genuine affection. The indifferent emperor certainly wouldn't create trouble for his personal matters.

In fact, besides having some money, He Ming currently has no real status or powerful backing. He can secretly find a few brothers to back him up when he encounters personal troubles, but when it comes to issues involving legitimate influence, he's helpless!

Therefore, He Ming is terrified that his "father-in-law" might make requests beyond his control!

"Xiao Ming, you were there yesterday, you should know the whole story, right?"

At the dinner table, after a few perfunctory words of small talk, Mr. Wang spoke first.

"Yes!"

He Ming nodded, feeling a bit disgusted, cursing inwardly, "If you hadn't been doing such shady business, would things have turned out like this?"

"Sigh, this is my bad luck. I just bought the factory not long ago, and before I even got to know it, someone came to my door demanding compensation for food poisoning. That soy sauce was sold before I even bought it, and I only recently discovered the substandard ingredients. It was all that damn factory manager's doing when he was in charge. He set a trap for me and then disappeared!"

Mr. Wang sighed.

He Ming paused, then suddenly remembered that Wang Yuxin had mentioned not long ago that her father had just bought the factory. It seemed there was indeed something fishy going on, and his future father-in-law had likely been scammed.

"Yesterday I went to see the director of Jiangzhou TV station, but he was ambiguous and seemed unwilling to agree. So, I invited you here today to ask Mayor Chen for help. If he intervenes, perhaps he can soften that guy's stance!"

Wang's father revealed his purpose.

He Ming was somewhat hesitant. He really didn't want to beg that indifferent emperor for his personal matters, and he didn't know if the emperor would even listen.

"Of course, I know it's inappropriate for you to convey other matters, but I can assure you that Mayor Chen will definitely help with this. Because of the food safety issue, once it's exposed, it's not just the Health Bureau that will be held responsible; even the deputy mayor will likely be implicated. And as far as I know, his first wife is the current director of the Health Bureau, that's right!"

Wang's father said with a confident air, as if he were the one being begged.

He Ming's eyes lit up. If this really involved that indifferent emperor, then not only would he help, but he would probably also thank him for his kind reminder!

Thinking of this, He Ming was overjoyed. With the deputy mayor involved, the station director would naturally give him some face, so wouldn't Wang Yuxin and her son not have to worry about this matter?

"Uncle Wang, I will definitely tell him about this!"

He Ming readily agreed.

Hearing his response, the two beauties beside him, one big and one small, brightened up, as if withered flowers had suddenly come back to life. Their faces showed undisguised excitement, so beautiful that it was hard to look directly at them!

"Then thank you very much, Xiao Ming. Tell Mayor Chen that I will definitely deal with the factory as soon as possible and will not let those toxic soy sauce continue to flow out!"

Mr. Wang was overjoyed and made a firm promise.

After finishing his meal, He Ming hurried home. Even Mr. Wang didn't know when the video would air on television, so he needed to get the indifferent emperor to appear as soon as possible. It was Saturday, and luckily, he was free.

"Uncle Chen, I have something to tell you!"

He Ming said as soon as he got home, seeing the indifferent emperor lounging on the sofa watching the news.

"What is it?"

Chen Junyan asked, his tone much gentler than before, though his expression remained unchanged.

He Ming sat down on the sofa and said, "It's like this. A classmate's father recently bought a food factory from a friend, but it turned out to be a trap. Soon after the acquisition, many people were poisoned after eating soy sauce sold by the factory. People started coming to the factory, and the situation escalated to the point that even Jiangzhou TV station got involved. They sent a reporter posing as a businessman to film the incident, and it will probably be broadcast soon."

He Ming paused, gathering his thoughts, before getting to the point. The indifferent emperor, looking surprised, sat up abruptly.

"Because her father heard that if this food safety issue escalates, it could implicate city leaders, so he asked me to tell you that he wants you to step in and plead with the director of Jiangzhou TV station to see if they can stop airing that video on TV. He'll definitely shut down the factory immediately and stop the toxic soy sauce from circulating!"

Even if He Ming was stupid, he wouldn't say it was his girlfriend's family's house, otherwise the indifferent emperor in front of him would definitely tear him apart.

"This is troublesome!"

Chen Junyan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put on his shoes, took out his phone and started making calls. The calls were to the director of Jiangzhou TV station, and he kept turning to ask He Ming about the food factory.

He Ming naturally knew everything, but he concealed an unrelated piece of information: the factory director's wife had visited Taoyuan District and knew the indifferent emperor.

He concealed this because his well-intentioned reminder created a connection between the two families. Once the two families became familiar, his ambiguous relationship with Wang Yuxin would eventually be discovered by his adoptive father, the mayor, and things would be bad. He wasn't afraid of being sent back to the orphanage, but he couldn't stand his beautiful adoptive mother!

Chapter 103 Apprenticeship

Now that someone had taken care of the trouble for him, all He Ming could do was wait. However, he didn't know when the results would be, so he went upstairs, turned on his computer, logged into Baidu Tieba, and checked the post he had made a couple of days ago recruiting bodyguards.

There were many replies, but most were joking, as if they thought it was a prank. He Ming carefully browsed through them and found that a few were quite serious, not like they were joking. So he went on QQ and sent friend requests to the numbers they left.

Two replies came very quickly. One claimed to be a retired special forces soldier, and the other said he knew ancient martial arts passed down from his ancestors.

To an ordinary person, their identities seemed increasingly mysterious. He Ming couldn't tell the truth, so he arranged a time to meet them the next day, ostensibly to discuss specific matters, but actually to use the opportunity to verify their claims.

In the following days, He Ming started practicing yoga. To be honest, while he was hiring bodyguards partly because his safety wasn't guaranteed, he also wanted to find a "master" to learn some basic fighting skills. At Wang Yuxin's factory, he had deeply felt that although he was very strong, he lacked fighting experience. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so badly beaten. Facing so many people, even if he had no chance of winning, he wanted to take down as many as possible before being subdued.

Around ten o'clock at night, Chen Junyan returned reeking of alcohol, his face showing lingering fear. As soon as he entered, he said, "Luckily, it's all sorted out, otherwise this would have been a disaster!"

"Actually, even if it couldn't be resolved, it wouldn't be a big deal. You're just a deputy mayor; at most, you'll get a demerit. But Secretary Su is probably in a bit of trouble!"

Xia Jingmei leaned against the sofa next to He Ming, wearing a white nightgown, her figure vaguely visible, her long, straight legs exposed, smooth and jade-like. She wore low-heeled slippers on her feet, which were small and delicate, with exquisitely beautiful toes.

She hadn't been home that morning and learned about the incident from He Ming upon her return.

"A woman's view!"

Chen Junyan scoffed, "What do you know? Lü Zhenbing won't last long. Once he steps down, the mayoralty of Jiangzhou will be vacant. It would have been a sure thing for me, but if this gets out, and the higher-ups blame me, giving me a warning or something, they might even transfer someone from out of town to take over!" He

Ming was startled. Although he didn't understand the rules of officialdom, he knew that what the indifferent emperor said made a lot of sense. No wonder he was so nervous at noon today.

"The mayor's influence is truly immense!"

He Ming couldn't help but feel a little envious. With this problem solved, the first thing he wanted to do was naturally to inform Wang Yuxin's family, so he quickly went upstairs and made a phone call.

Of course, his girlfriend was extremely grateful, her voice as meek as a lamb.

The next day, He Ming met with the two bodyguard applicants at a coffee shop. Since they would both be protecting the same employer, it would be better for them to get to know each other so they could coordinate better and avoid any misunderstandings.

The man claiming to be a special forces soldier was named Fu Feng, a young man in his mid-twenties, about 1.9 meters tall, with sharp features and a muscular build beneath his t-shirt.

The other man, claiming to practice ancient martial arts, was a middle-aged man in his thirties named Hong Ye. Although his white robes gave him an otherworldly air, his physique, at less than 1.7 meters tall, was rather thin, making one doubt his true skill.

Both men understood they needed to prove their strength through action, so Fu Feng led the way, finding a martial arts club and getting "beaten up" there.

He Ming was very satisfied. Fu Feng indeed seemed to be a soldier; his moves weren't flashy, but they were extremely effective, forcing his opponent into a frantic state, and his power was astonishing, maximizing his physical strength.

The relatively shorter Hong Ye was no less impressive; his attacks appeared calm and unhurried, yet were exceptionally cunning and skillful, making them difficult to parry.

Next, the two used the machines in the martial arts hall to test their punching power. Seeing the results, He Ming's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. The relatively thin Hong Ye calmly and effortlessly scored 450, while the tall Fu Feng only managed 380.

He Ming was astonished. Appearances can be deceiving; 450 was almost as much as Wang Yong, the war god in his eyes.

He Ming was overjoyed. With these two bodyguards, he would be much safer. Thinking this, he gathered his strength and punched the power meter. He had clearly felt his strength had increased, but he didn't know by how much.

"Bang!"

A loud sound rang out, and the Arabic numeral "425" appeared on the meter. He Ming was instantly stunned, and the two bodyguards beside him gaped, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets!

"How is this possible?"

He Ming muttered dumbfounded. He hadn't expected the yoga technique to have such an effect. He didn't know if it was due to his innate talent or if Wang Yong had held back during the full-power test!

"So, have you been training since you were little?"

Hongye suddenly asked, his eyes shining. He

Ming shook his head!

"That's right, at this age, even if you've trained since childhood, you couldn't possibly achieve this level of skill!"

Hongye trembled with excitement. After a moment, he suddenly said, "How about I take you as my disciple?"

He Ming was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this kind of plot from a martial arts novel to happen to him, but he quickly realized that he was looking for someone with rich fighting experience to learn techniques. Wasn't this a perfect opportunity? So he immediately knelt on one knee and said, "Master!"

The reason he performed this grand ceremony was because Hongye was a traditional martial artist and seemed to be a very conservative person, so he followed the script from TV dramas.

Hongye laughed and helped He Ming up, saying repeatedly, "Good disciple, good disciple!"

Next, they naturally discussed the issue of wages. Since Hongye had become his "master," how could He Ming accept being protected by him? So he immediately agreed to pay a monthly apprenticeship fee!

Hong Ye seemed hesitant to refuse, but under his disciple's insistence, he reluctantly agreed. It seemed he genuinely needed the money!

Fu Feng's expression was quite interesting. He hadn't expected the child he was supposed to protect to be stronger than him. How could he stay any longer? He tried several times to take his leave.

This made He Ming feel somewhat embarrassed. He earnestly tried to persuade Fu Feng to stay, explaining that although he was strong, he lacked any fighting skills and urgently needed a bodyguard.

After much persuasion, Fu Feng finally agreed to stay.

Next, He Ming assigned Fu Feng a task: during his absences, unless specifically instructed otherwise, Fu Feng must stay nearby to handle any emergencies. The salary was 20,000 yuan a month!

He Ming initially only wanted to offer 10,000 yuan, as he had some savings but no income, and excessive spending would eventually deplete his savings. However, considering the long commute to and from school, he figured that having Fu Feng follow him would incur significant transportation costs, amounting to several thousand yuan a month. So, he gritted his teeth and offered this price.

Fu Feng agreed without hesitation; this was equivalent to a high-level white-collar salary—who wouldn't be tempted!

After a flurry of activity, it was already afternoon. He Ming and his "master" agreed that He Ming would consult him on fighting techniques every Sunday before parting ways.

Actually, the reason He Ming hadn't asked Wei Jie for fighting techniques before was because they had a very good relationship, like brothers, and Wei Jie had already helped him enough, so he felt awkward asking. This led to him only finding an opportunity to improve his skills today!

Chapter 104 The Lustful Hand (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

He Ming checked the time; it was a little past three. After some thought, he decided to go to the East District to catch up with Mei Gui. So many days had passed; time is a cruel mistress, and even the deepest feelings couldn't withstand it.

Since he didn't know what she was doing, He Ming wasn't sure where to look, so he made a phone call.

"Hello, is this Brother Ming?"

Mei Gui's gentle voice came through the phone.

"What are you doing?"

He Ming asked, somewhat afraid that Duan Feng would bother her. Although she had risked her life to protect her innocence, no one could guarantee that nothing unexpected would happen.

"Me? Nothing to do. I'm at home. I'm going to the movies with two of my girlfriends later!"

Mei Gui said cheerfully, seemingly in a good mood.

"A movie?"

He Ming was immediately delighted. To be honest, he had never been to a movie theater before, so he eagerly asked, "What time does it start? I want to see it too!"

"Hmm, around 4:30!"

Mei Gui hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Great! Wait a minute, I'm coming!"

He Ming said excitedly.

“Okay, if you’re going, wait a bit. The cinema isn’t far from where I live. I need to go check if there are any tickets left!”

Mei Gui replied.

“Okay!”

He Ming hung up the phone and waited anxiously for about ten minutes. The phone rang again, and he was lucky; Mei Gui had bought tickets.

He Ming couldn’t wait any longer. He took a taxi and rushed to the East District, finding the cinema Mei Gui had told him about.

Although it was crowded, Mei Gui was a great beauty, and He Ming found her with almost no trouble.

Today, she was dressed rather casually, her beautiful hair simply pulled back, with sparse strands falling on either side. The casual style wasn’t monotonous, and her pretty face, though without makeup, was still breathtakingly beautiful. Her willow-leaf eyebrows were exquisitely beautiful, her eyes were bright and lively, and her eyelashes were like crescent moons. Every blink was so dreamy and ethereal, radiating an irresistible charm. Her small, red lips were like stars, exuding an undeniable allure.

She wore a lace-trimmed, round-neck short-sleeved t-shirt, revealing a large expanse of her fair breasts. A deep cleavage was particularly eye-catching, with her full, plump breasts partially exposed, their elasticity expanding outwards to form two full, rounded hemispheres. Most of them were naturally covered by the clothing, seemingly wanting to break free of their restraints, creating exaggerated curves on the thin fabric, making one wonder if her small waist, which could be encircled by one hand, could support them.

Below, she wore a red and white mini-skirt that barely covered her shapely buttocks. Although the full shape of her buttocks couldn't be seen, one could fully appreciate the two flawless legs, smooth and delicate, without a single blemish. Their curves were as beautiful as those of anime beauties from fantasy, with not a single extra undulation to be found.

The most dazzling feature was her pair of jade-like feet, clad in silver high-heeled sandals. Because she wasn't wearing stockings, her smooth insteps were fully exposed, revealing a vibrant rose tattoo. The bud was as vivid as blood, the leaves crisp and dewy, contrasting beautifully with her fair skin, exuding a wild allure!

"Brother Ming!"

Mei Gui greeted He Ming as soon as she saw him.

He Ming reacted, noticing a familiar face beside Mei Gui—the tall, slender woman from the last swimming session, whose name seemed to be Zhang Qing.

God forgive him, He Ming didn't have any prejudice against women of average appearance, but after all, "everyone loves beauty," and without getting to know her better, he had no desire to scrutinize her closely. He knew that women felt the same way when looking at men; the excited look in Zhang Qing's eyes confirmed it.

He Ming picked up his movie ticket. The film was called "Swords and Mountains," a name he wasn't entirely unfamiliar with. Since getting a computer, he often browsed the internet and had inadvertently seen the film's introduction and trailer—a grand, large-scale production.

To be honest, He Ming had little interest in domestic films, not because of their size, but entirely because of the plot.

Domestic films had seen increasingly larger investments in recent years, yet their influence had waned. Many tried to find the reasons, with the most common explanation being that their own culture wasn't accepted by foreign countries.

He Ming scoffed at this. How many countries in the world have cultures that are universally accepted? Yet why do other countries' films travel the world?

This was a question worth pondering. However, a very few had already grasped the essence: some so-called great directors completely confused commercial and art films, creating a hodgepodge of genres.

Since box office success is a priority, the plot can't be too dry or dull. To ensure broad appeal, a simple and easy-to-understand theme can be incorporated, with dialogue kept straightforward and easy to comprehend. Profound meanings aren't the goal; a moving and vivid plot is sufficient. This is why commercial films are successful.

Imagine making a big-budget film to impose your own philosophical views on others, with a dry plot and obscure dialogue that even your own people can't understand, let alone foreigners. Then, if it fails at the box office, you blame the public's low appreciation level—isn't that laughable? You might as well just make art films!

Actually, He Ming's perspective isn't new. Ever since he was exposed to film, he's been pondering this issue, probably related to his patriotism.

Therefore, He Ming has had two ideals since childhood: first, to ensure the children in orphanages can eat meat every day; second, if conditions permit in his lifetime, to try making a film, not necessarily to achieve instant fame, but at least to express his own ideas!

He Ming had once fantasized about his second ideal, but the gap between it and reality was too great, so he gradually forgot about it. However, now that he was standing in the movie theater, this desire began to rise again. Of course, given his current situation, he simply didn't have the means to achieve it!

The three of them walked towards the movie theater entrance. To be honest, walking with beautiful women gave He Ming a sense of accomplishment. The envious and jealous glances from those around them made him quite pleased.

Inside the theater, because they had arrived a bit late, it was already packed. So the three of them had to sit in the very back corner. Fortunately, the screen was big enough, so it was still acceptable.

The movie started, and the cast of this "Swords and Rivers" was undeniably handsome men and beautiful women. However, the plot couldn't escape the curse of domestic films—it was bland and unintelligible, and even the theme was incomprehensible. After half an hour, the theater was filled with irrelevant noise. After an hour, people started leaving, and most of those remaining were dozing off.

He Ming was also starting to feel sleepy. Mei Gui next to him had already dozed off, and Zhang Qing on the outermost side had fallen asleep. In fact, as the third wheel, she hadn't said much, so boredom was natural, and with the lullaby, it was hard not to fall asleep.

Unable to bear the torment any longer, just as He Ming was about to call for a getaway, a scene suddenly appeared on the screen that made his eyes widen: the male and female leads were actually entwined in a passionate embrace.

The film's female lead is a famous model with a truly exceptional figure. She wears a sheer, floor-length dress, her delicate body half-covered, her back smooth and jade-like, her skin so delicate it seems to drip with moisture, without a single mole. Her half-exposed buttocks are as smooth as porcelain, and her snow-white breasts, pressed tightly against the bed, are squeezed together like two large discs.

He Ming, unable to bear the sight, immediately reacted. He glanced to the side and saw Mei Gui looking over as well. Caught red-handed, she quickly turned her head away like a startled deer, her expression extremely unnatural.

Because they were so close, He Ming could smell her intoxicating fragrance. In the dim light, the cleavage between her round necklines appeared even deeper. He couldn't resist any longer. Having already been intimate with the beauty, he had little restraint. His lustful hand moved over and grasped Mei Gui's small hand.

The beautiful Mei Gui trembled slightly but did not struggle.

He Ming gently felt the delicate snow-white skin of the beautiful woman's hand with his five fingers, gradually becoming unsatisfied, and moved down to her smooth jade-like thigh.

Mei Gui's body trembled involuntarily, and she hurriedly reached out to stop him, but He Ming, having tasted the sweetness, was now too enchanted by the exquisite touch to easily leave!

Although Mei Gui was a bit older, she was still a woman, and her strength was no match for the young man. Besides, in this situation, she couldn't make any big moves, so she could only place her jade-like hand on his large hand, her face pleading, hoping her boyfriend wouldn't go too far.

The light was too dim, people were coming and going, and she was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, so He Ming didn't have many concerns. His large hand slowly moved upwards, slipping under her short skirt, his nimble fingers gently caressing and touching her smooth, round thigh, as if trying to memorize every inch of her skin's texture!

Finally, he felt his hand touch a circle of lace.

The rough texture of the fabric, though not as smooth as skin, was something He Ming knew was a beautiful woman's most intimate underwear, the very spot of her erogenous zone. The stimulation was intense, so he gently rubbed it against her. Mei

Gui's face flushed, and she tried to hold back his large, mischievous hand, but it was to no avail.

Driven by desire, He Ming had no intention of stopping. Despite Mei Gui's resistance, he struggled to control his strength, and his fingers slipped slightly inside her panties, instantly touching her soft, fragrant pubic hair.

Seemingly realizing resistance was futile, Mei Gui's grip loosened, her eyes closed, her face flushed, as if she had resigned herself to her fate.

He Ming didn't rush to her target, gently rubbing against the outside of her panties, finding a slight protrusion through the thin fabric and pressing it lightly.

Mei Gui trembled, her mouth slightly open, her hand reflexively increasing the pressure, but under the intense tingling sensation, it was negligible.

He Ming pressed gently for a while, then moved downwards, his nimble fingers pressing into the fabric between the folds, rubbing up and down.

Mei Gui had completely lost the strength to resist, slumped in the chair, her coy resistance incredibly endearing.

He Ming felt his fingers becoming increasingly smooth, and upon closer inspection, he felt a wetness; the beauty was already overflowing with love juice. He grinned mischievously, slipping his fingers under her panties, directly into the crevice between her labia, skillfully teasing her. The warm sensation inside sent electric shocks through his fingertips, piercing his heart, filling him with immense excitement.

Mei Gui's jade-like legs opened and closed, her hands completely limp to one side, her delicate body leaning weakly against He Ming, her breath, fragrant as orchids and musk, filling the air like a refreshing air freshener.

He Ming's fingers were nimble; his middle finger gently kneaded the erect clitoris, while his index and ring fingers teased the smooth, plump labia. Though somewhat unrestrained, he never considered penetration. He knew Mei Gui was still a virgin, and it would be a great loss if he were to break her hymen with his fingers.

He Ming couldn't take it anymore. He knew Mei Gui had to go to work at seven, and if they waited until the movie ended, there wouldn't be another chance. So he leaned forward slightly and whispered in her delicate little ear, "Little Mei Gui, let's go home!"

After saying that, he gently kissed her glistening earlobe.

Mei Gui was struck dumb, her breathing quickened, her full breasts heaving rapidly before she regained her composure. She gave her boyfriend a reproachful glare, but being aroused, she didn't refuse. Instead, she looked at her sleeping best friend with a troubled expression and gently called out, "Qing-jie, wake up!"

Zhang Qing groggily opened her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Let's go!"

Mei Gui replied.

"But the movie isn't over yet?"

Zhang Qing glanced at the screen, puzzled.

"I'm not watching anymore, it's awful!"

Mei Gui complained.

"True!"

Zhang Qing agreed, and the three of them stood up and left the movie theater.

"Hey? Mei, why is your face so red?"

The light suddenly brightened, and Zhang Qing asked, noticing the lingering blush on her best friend's face.

He Ming secretly chuckled, coughing violently because he was holding back his saliva.

"Nothing, it's just too hot!"

Mei Gui stammered, making an excuse, then gave He Ming a reproachful glare.

"Really? It doesn't seem hot in the movie theater!"

Zhang Qing muttered to herself in confusion, giving He Ming a strange look.

The three parted ways at the movie theater, with He Ming naturally following his beautiful girlfriend, and soon arrived at her place.

As soon as he opened the door, He Ming couldn't wait to pull Mei Gui into his arms and start groping her.

Still a "pure" girl, Mei Gui didn't refuse, but her reserve made her act coy, which further stimulated the hormones of this little lecher.

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