[Urban] Doting on My Sister-in-Law (Complete) - 40 Chapters

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Volume 4,

Chapter 286: Chen Xuan, the Beautiful Flight Attendant (Part 1)

He woke up to bright sunshine. Lying in his luxurious hotel room, He Ming wasn't in a hurry at all. He hadn't expected to settle things with his beautiful foster mother so quickly on the first day. It would only take a little over an hour to get back to Jiangzhou City, and he still had two whole days of free time. Why not relax?

"Sheep" was still sleeping like a log. Bored, He Ming took out his phone and played the copied recording again. A smile played on his lips. He had humiliated his beautiful foster mother so much last night; if she knew that Su Ming was the "real culprit," she would definitely hate him to the bone.

Since he couldn't stay here any longer, He Ming didn't waste any time. He quickly got up, registered a random email address on the hotel computer, and then sent the recording to his beautiful foster mother's private room.

After finishing all this, He Ming lay down with a sigh of relief. This was another fatal blow to Su Ming, who, having just been beaten up, wouldn't be able to recover anytime soon. Although He Ming couldn't keep watch over him indefinitely, he could at least relax.

After a while, He Ming suddenly had an idea. Now that he had some time, why not take a trip to Guangnan to see Chen Xuan? It had been almost half a year since that hypnosis session.

He wondered what her situation was now. Thinking about this, He Ming became more cautious. He couldn't be careless. What if Li Suya was just giving him the runaround? Perhaps Chen Xuan had already married someone else without him even knowing. He couldn't let his guard down.

"Yangzi! Get up!"

He Ming urged Yangzi quickly. They needed to book tickets to fly to Guangnan right away.

"What?"

Yangzi said impatiently. Being disturbed from a good dream, even if the other person was the boss, was something he wouldn't tolerate.

"Get up quickly, we'll book tickets to Guangnan right now!"

He Ming said while getting dressed.

"What are you going to Guangnan for?"

Yangzi asked, still a little confused.

"Don't worry about that!"

He Ming finished dressing and suddenly realized something. The last time he went to Guangnan, Chen Xuan was a freshman, but now she should be a sophomore. After a year, her class and dormitories must have changed. If he went like this, he would have to ask around, which would be too much trouble.

"It's better to find out first!"

He Ming muttered to himself. He now had an extremely convenient way to find out Chen Xuan's whereabouts: Li Suya.

He Ming called Li Suya and explained his situation. The answer he got was that Chen Xuan was already doing an internship, which surprised him. How could she be doing an internship in her sophomore year? Actually, he didn't know that aviation majors are generally three years long. Although the tuition is quite expensive, outstanding students can fly in their second year.

He Ming didn't want to dwell on this question. After a long pause, the image of Chen Xuan in a flight attendant uniform involuntarily appeared in his mind. An urge to admire her became increasingly difficult to suppress, so he tentatively asked about the specific flight and route.

Li Suya didn't dare to hide anything. After contacting Chen Xuan herself and inquiring, she told He Ming the specific information. Chen Xuan was on the route between Guangnan and Lingdong City, and the next flight was scheduled to arrive at 7 PM tonight and return at 8 AM tomorrow morning. The specific flight number was xxxx.

He Ming immediately chuckled. Lingdong seemed not far from here. He could go there first, then from there to Guangnan, and then back to Jiangzhou City, and "conveniently" catch a glimpse of Chen Xuanxuan's charm along the way.

"Hey boss, are you out of your mind? It only takes a little over an hour to get back to Jiangzhou from here. If we follow your route, it will take a full five or six hours!"

"Yangzi" groaned as if he had swallowed a fly after hearing He Ming's plan. He was already puzzled by the transfer to Guangnan, but now there were so many unnecessary stops along the way. Taking transportation was a very boring thing. Who wanted to stand there like a wooden statue?

"Enough nonsense, I have my reasons for doing this!"

He Ming was too lazy to explain. Although time wasn't tight, he didn't want any mistakes, so he quickly booked plane tickets online according to the specific information Li Suya had given him. Once everything was settled, he took Yangzi and headed towards Lingdong.

After flying for more than an hour, the two arrived in Lingdong. Before they could even appreciate the bustling yet unfamiliar city, He Ming began preparing necessary disguises. To meet Chen Xuan, it was best not to be recognized. Otherwise, given their relationship, that young lady might do something drastic, so some disguise was necessary.

First, He Ming went to the barbershop and got a middle-part hairstyle completely out of place for his age. Then he went to a clothing store and bought a black suit, a white shirt, a blue tie, sunglasses, and even a fake beard.

"Yangzi, do you think an acquaintance would recognize me now?"

He Ming asked, putting on his new outfit in the hotel he had rented in Lingdong, looking at himself in the mirror.

"An acquaintance? Even a titanium alloy dog wouldn't recognize him!"

"Yangzi" scoffed, then asked suspiciously, "Hey Boss He, what are you up to with all this?"

This was the umpteenth time he'd asked since they started buying clothes.

"It's hard to explain, but remember, after we board tomorrow morning, you're my secret weapon. Call me Chairman, understand?"

He Ming said with a satisfied smile.

After spending the night in Lingdong, the next day, He Ming took "Yangzi" onto the plane Chen Xuan was on. He sat up straight, looking composed, but his lecherous eyes behind his sunglasses were scanning the room.

To be honest, He Ming wasn't particularly interested in ordinary flight attendants anymore. This profession, considered angelic by most, wasn't full of beauties. While the uniforms were indeed attractive, having tasted countless beauties, he was picky and sought perfection.

He Ming looked around for a while but couldn't find Chen Xuan. He wondered if something had gone wrong. Just then, the kid "Yangzi" next to him suddenly leaned over and whispered in amazement, "Damn, that flight attendant is absolutely gorgeous! All those celebrities can go to hell!"

"Where?"

He Ming asked subconsciously, following Yangzi's gaze to look behind him. His eyes froze, then gradually became intense. A tall flight attendant appeared in his line of sight.

Her light, dark red hair was simply styled in an updo. Her exquisitely sculpted face wore a professional, almost imperceptible smile, naturally exuding an aura of unapproachability that unconsciously instilled a sense of inferiority in others. The black flight attendant uniform accentuated her curvaceous figure, revealing a pair of full, rounded breasts with astonishing curves. Her full hips stretched taut under the tight skirt, almost bursting at the seams. Her slender waist swayed gently from side to side with each step, as supple as a beautiful snake. Her long, shapely legs were perfectly sculpted and straight, encased in black stockings, adding a touch of mystery and allure. Paired with brand-new black high heels, she was beautiful yet sensual, elegant yet undeniably flawless.

He Ming's eyes widened in disbelief. This stunning flight attendant was none other than Chen Xuan. At twenty-one or twenty-two, Chen Xuan was nothing like the naive girl he'd first met. Each meeting revealed a significant transformation; her figure, her demeanor, all had become that of a ripe fruit waiting to be picked, radiating an alluring aura that made one's mouth water.

As the plane took off, He Ming's eyes remained fixed on Chen Xuan. His disguise had indeed worked; the young lady hadn't noticed a thing.

He Ming's desire grew stronger with each glance. He knew the flight was over an hour long, and once it was over, he didn't know when he'd have another chance like this. So, a mischievous idea started to form in his mind. He felt it would be a waste of this rare reunion if nothing happened.

"Yangzi," He Ming said

to the "Yangzi" sitting next to him, "when the flight attendant comes over, I'll pretend to have bad eyesight. You just pretend to be asleep and don't say anything, understand?" He Ming had a sudden inspiration and instructed the "Yangzi."

"Yes, Chairman!"

The "Yangzi" smiled mysteriously, knowingly closing his eyes. Even a fool could tell what this lecherous young man was up to.

PS: Volume 4 will be a very exciting one, and the content won't be as monotonous as before. So, dare to vote with some monthly tickets? Is this the treatment I get for updating frequently?

Chapter 287 Chen Xuan, the Beautiful Flight Attendant (Part Two)

"Miss, could you please take me to the restroom?"

He Ming watched Chen Xuan slowly approach, but didn't act immediately. Only when a gentle breeze carrying her alluring fragrance wafted by did he suddenly reach out his right hand, his hand landing squarely on the round, pert buttocks beneath the flight attendant's short skirt, giving it a playful squeeze.

Chen Xuan's body trembled instantly, but her excellent professionalism prevented her from screaming. She opened her mouth, then immediately closed it, frowning and turning back, a hint of anger on her pretty face as she glared at He Ming.

A beauty like Chen Xuan naturally attracts attention wherever she goes. He Ming's frivolous behavior was clearly seen by many, who all looked astonished, wondering if this guy had some kind of audacity to molest a flight attendant in public.

He Ming calmly adjusted his large sunglasses, then added in a gruff voice, "Excuse me, my eyesight isn't good, and my assistant is asleep, so could you please take me to the restroom?"

Chen Xuan's slight anger faded, replaced by a professional smile. She took a step back, bowed slightly, and extended her hand, "Yes, sir! Please follow me!"

He Ming pretended to be blind, groping his way to his feet and waving his hands as if trying to grab something. His meaning was obvious. Chen Xuan wasn't stupid, so she offered her arm to help him up, and the two walked step by step to the restroom.

"Is anyone in here?"

After a clear and gentle inquiry and no response, Chen Xuan led He Ming into the restroom.

Next, He Ming began to do something rather shameless. As soon as he stepped inside, he skillfully unbuckled his belt with his free hand, deliberately and shamelessly revealing his...thing...from the zipper.

Chen Xuan had witnessed this scene long ago. If it were the spoiled young lady she used to be, she would have turned and left immediately. But now, things were different. Having matured, she knew what professional conduct was. Although she was both ashamed and angry, she felt powerless to stop him.

"

At her age, how can she have no sense of shame!" Chen Xuan thought shyly to herself, slowly helping He Ming forward. Her elegant steps had become somewhat clumsy, and a faint blush began to rise on her beautiful cheeks. Her eyes darted around, not daring to look down.

Her snow-white hand wrapped around his arm, and suddenly, without warning, the expensive watch on He Ming's wrist fell against his lower abdomen. He feigned panic: "My watch!"

"It's alright, I'll pick it up for you!"

Chen Xuan smiled and, without thinking much, squatted down. Her actions were clearly seen by He Ming, and the wicked smile on his face became somewhat eerie beneath his disguise.

As Chen Xuan squatted down to pick up the watch, he deliberately thrust his lower body forward...

Chen Xuan felt something bump against her pretty face. Looking closely, she almost flew into a rage and couldn't help but want to curse.

"Did you find it? Sorry, I think I bumped into you!"

He Ming was incredibly cunning, quickly feigning innocence and apologizing, his voice deliberately gruff. His disguise was so convincing that even those familiar with him couldn't detect a single clue.

Chen Xuan had no choice but to swallow her anger. She couldn't possibly be angry with a blind man, could she? So, suppressing her anger, she composed herself and stood up, handing the watch to He Ming.

Next, Chen Xuan helped He Ming towards the toilet, but suddenly, He Ming stumbled, slamming Chen Xuan against the wall, their bodies pressed against each other, their lower bodies pressed against the beautiful woman's lower abdomen.

Chen Xuan cried out in surprise, not yet reacting, when she suddenly felt a warm current slide down her skin. Looking down, she was furious – that damned "old man" had lost control of his bladder, soaking a large patch of her skirt.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! I couldn't hold it in, and this startled me, so this happened!"

He Ming still clung tightly to her fragrant body, feigning innocence and helplessness.

"Sigh, never mind!"

Chen Xuan gritted her teeth, glaring at the "old man" in front of her, but finally managed to suppress her anger, saying, "Get up first!"

He Ming was secretly delighted; playing tricks on someone like this was so much fun, especially since the other party was once an arrogant and proud woman.

"I'll go change first, call me when you're done!"

Chen Xuan tried to calm herself down, but she really didn't feel like showing that professional smile; she was in a bad mood, and besides, there was no need to.

"Uh, I'm all better now!"

He Ming said, feigning embarrassment.

Chen Xuan froze for a moment. She wanted to change, but leaving a blind passenger in the restroom was inappropriate; she'd be responsible if something happened. But if she helped him back, how could she face anyone looking like this?

"Uh, how about this, I'll go with you to the lounge to change first, then you can help me back!"

He Ming said, feigning difficulty.

Chen Xuan hesitated for a moment, then agreed. After all, the other person was blind and wouldn't see anything. So, without any suspicion, she helped her former nemesis out of the restroom, into the adjacent flight attendants' lounge, and then closed the door behind them.

"Xiao Xuan, why did you bring someone in?"

"Oh my god, what's that smell? What happened to you?"

Inside, two flight attendants with some free time were sitting. Their high heels were still on the floor, their stockinged legs casually crossed, looking languid and carefree, completely different from their usual dignified elegance. When the two women saw Chen Xuan and her companion enter, they chirped like startled birds and began to straighten their posture.

"Oh, he's a blind passenger. I accidentally got this mess when I helped him to the restroom, so I had to change my clothes before I could take him out. Otherwise, how could I face the other passengers?"

Chen Xuan said, rummaging through her suitcase for another uniform. He Ming, pretending to be blind, groped around, gradually approaching Chen Xuan, and then sat down on the stool opposite her.

Hearing that he was blind, the other two flight attendants didn't have any further questions, and their expressions relaxed. They took advantage of the free time to rest.

Although Chen Xuan knew He Ming was blind, she still felt a little awkward taking out the uniform, hesitating whether she should change in front of this "old man." Ultimately, she began unbuttoning her clothes.

He Ming, of course, wouldn't miss such a blatant opportunity to admire her. He continued to look around blankly, but his peripheral vision never left Chen Xuan, who was so close.

Chen Xuan took off her outer garment, revealing a white women's blouse underneath. Her two full, round breasts rose high, stretching the fabric taut. The delicate buttons dangled precariously, and a glimpse of her snow-white skin could be seen through the gap.

Chen Xuan began to unbutton the blouse, and as her chest was exposed, a large expanse of skin revealed a deep cleavage. The full, supple flesh on either side seemed ready to burst, pressing tautly towards the center.

As the blouse was pulled down, her upper body was completely half-naked. Covering her breasts was a beautiful white lace bra, its thin straps stretched taut under her weight, making one worry it might snap at any moment.

He Ming struggled to maintain his "blind" pose, almost drooling. The distance was so close he could clearly smell a captivating fragrance. Judging by size alone, Chen Xuan had completely shed her former naiveté; she was at least a D cup, which was considered very voluptuous for an Eastern woman, especially considering her tall stature.

Chen Xuan, completely oblivious to He Ming's lustful gaze hidden behind his sunglasses, continued undressing without suspicion.

Chen Xuan reached behind her and gently unbuttoned her bra, revealing her large, full breasts. They visibly swayed, exposing most of their flesh, translucent and more delicate than ivory.

Without hesitation, Chen Xuan removed her bra, her large breasts now fully exposed to He Ming's lustful gaze.

Those were a pair of firm, large breasts, perfectly pear-shaped, with snow-white, delicate flesh, without any visible veins to detract from their beauty. From the inside out, they resembled flawless jade, truly embodying the phrase "autumn water as the spirit, jade as the bone." Although the breasts were exceptionally full, the nipples were not large, two pink points slightly larger than soybeans, proudly standing erect on the peaks, as vibrant and luscious as red plum blossoms in the snow, seemingly ready to secrete tempting milk at any moment.

Perhaps because he was unprepared, Chen Xuan frowned, looking down at the red marks on her chest caused by the bra straps. Then, quite casually, she reached up and gently pushed the base of one breast, releasing it. The two large breasts instantly transformed into alluring waves, trembling up and down.

Such temptation almost made He Ming vomit blood. If he hadn't been strongly reminding himself, he would have been unable to control himself and rushed forward.

Then, Chen Xuan untied her narrow skirt and gracefully took off her black pantyhose. However, to her dismay, her panties were also soaked with the old man's urine. So she had to lift her slender legs and slowly take off her panties. Throughout

the process, He Ming naturally didn't miss a thing. Chen Xuan in front of him was truly a beauty. Not only was she beautiful and had a beautiful chest, but her round, large buttocks were also perfect. They were completely inversely proportional to her slender, perfect legs, very full, and presented a perfect peach shape. The cleavage in the middle was very deep, as if it was complementing the cleavage above.

Between her legs, the dark pubic hair was not thick, but surprisingly soft, sparsely attached to the protruding mons pubis. Even though she was standing and her beautiful legs were tightly closed, you could still see that her two pink labia were tightly closed, revealing a charming pink slit in the middle.

Under He Ming's lecherous gaze, Chen Xuan found a new blue bra to put on. Since it was difficult to put on her panties while standing, she sat on the opposite stool, crossed her legs, and slipped them on. In this position, her private parts were completely exposed to He Ming's eyes.

Chen Xuan's mons pubis was white and tender, and her pink, wrinkle-free labia majora reflected her purity. Two pink petals peeked out, forming a thin slit below, but the beauty's secret passage was not visible.

He Ming was dumbfounded. His penis was hard as iron, already erect, but to avoid embarrassment, he had to keep his legs tightly closed.

Chapter 288 Shen Yuru and Wang Yuxin (Part 1)

Back in Jiangzhou, He Ming learned from Shui Bingning that his beautiful foster mother would return to Jiangzhou in two or three days at most. He was completely relieved. In such a short time, Su Ming would have trouble even standing up, so there was no need to worry. If she stayed too long, there would be trouble later.

Sure enough, Xia Jingmei returned on the third day, looking tired from her journey, but also carrying a hint of something unsettling. He naturally understood what had happened, but he remained silent, not daring to risk offending her.

Life returned to normal, and He Ming threw himself back into his hypnotic training. The pressure was mounting; the dates he had agreed upon with the elders of Su Xue and Ling Zhi's families were drawing ever closer. Leaving aside the idea of polygamy, most of the women he cared about were still unresolved. Some he had gotten their bodies but not their hearts, like Mei Gui and Li Suya; some he had their hearts but not their bodies, like Meng Lei; and some he had gotten neither, like Xia Jingmei, Chen Xuan, and Ling Zhi. The difficulty of managing so many women in such a short time was immense.

Of course, feelings aren't something you can rush, so He Ming could only try his best. However, hypnosis could be improved through effort, at least that's what He Ming used to believe. But recently, he could hardly feel any progress, which greatly surprised him. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and called Old Man Fang to ask. The answer he received made him uneasy.

"There are indeed bottlenecks, but sometimes it's also related to talent. Your talent isn't outstanding. It's like a wine bottle; it's only so big, which determines how much water it can hold!"

Old Man Fang's emotionless words clearly dealt He Ming a blow. Hypnosis isn't something everyone can reach the master level of.

He Ming vaguely felt that something was wrong. If his talent was really like this and he couldn't learn it more deeply, then with his current level, things would be fraught with difficulties.

For example, if he were facing a dangerous person like the old man from Ling Zhi's family, without absolute certainty, if he failed or was discovered afterward, he couldn't even imagine the consequences.

Sometimes, He Ming really wanted to ask Old Man Fang to help him sort everything out, but he knew in his heart that this was obviously wishful thinking. That old guy was rigid and honest;

it would be a miracle if he actually did it. Of course, there were other good hypnotists in the world besides Old Man Fang, but He Ming really didn't dare to ask someone he couldn't trust. When it came to matters involving his personal interests and privacy, even a slight sabotage from someone could be enough to cause him trouble. Hypnotism, for ordinary people, was ultimately an extremely threatening profession.

Helpless, He Ming could only patiently take it one step at a time. As long as his numerous romantic entanglements remained undiscovered, he could live peacefully for a day. When all else failed, regardless of whether his hypnosis skills had improved, he could fight back then; it was still much better than seeking help from other hypnotists.

That day, He Ming had just finished class at noon when he received a call from Shen Yuru, saying that because of the nanny's carelessness, their daughter had accidentally fallen and was currently undergoing examination at the central hospital.

"What should I do?"

This shock was no small matter. He Ming was immediately at a loss. He hadn't forgotten that Su Xue was still working at the Central Hospital. If he were to run into her there, he'd be finished.

He was still immature. Having a daughter had initially excited him, but the novelty had worn off. Sometimes he'd get too carried away and completely forget about her. But how could the bond of blood be eroded by time? Now, stimulated, he was completely at a loss.

"What could be more important than my daughter!"

He Ming clenched his fists, making a plan in his mind. Even if he were to run into her, he could find a way to handle it, and he wouldn't necessarily be exposed. Thinking of this, he hailed a taxi and headed to the hospital.

Sitting in the taxi, He Ming was not only worried but also increasingly angry. For his daughter's sake, he had already paid the nanny much higher than others, and he hadn't expected this to happen.

Unable to bear it any longer, He Ming pulled out his phone and called the nanny. Without offering any explanation, he unleashed a torrent of abuse, telling her to pack her bags and get out. He didn't even mention her wages for the past few months.

He Ming arrived at the hospital and went straight to the fifth floor to find Shen Yuru. She was still wearing her teacher's uniform, clearly having just come from school, and He Ming felt a pang of guilt. "

How is she? How is she?" He Ming asked repeatedly. "I don't know, she's still undergoing tests!" Shen Yuru's face was pale. Although having this child wasn't her original intention, what mother in the world could be so indifferent? From the moment the child arrived, she had cared for it meticulously, which spoke volumes. "Oh, oh!" He Ming gasped for breath, wiping the sweat from his brow, then slumped into a chair. The frantic journey had nearly killed him. "I thought you weren't coming," Shen Yuru said sarcastically, her usually gentle and beautiful face now seeming somewhat unfamiliar. "What are you saying? How could I not come when it comes to the child?" He Ming assumed Shen Yuru was upset because something had happened to the child, so he didn't pay much attention. "Oh! I didn't expect you still care about your child? Think about how long it's been since you last visited her!" Shen Yuru leaned closer, bending down, her clear black and white eyes fixed on He Ming, her aura quite intimidating. He Ming was momentarily stunned, his mind blank. After a long silence, he sighed dejectedly and said, "It was my fault. I'll definitely make time to spend with her more often in the future!" "Good that you know!" Shen Yuru seemed to have calmed down a bit, then paused for half a second before continuing, "Did you just call and fire the nanny?" "Yes, she doesn't care about my daughter. What's the point of keeping a nanny like that?" He Ming's anger grew stronger as he spoke, but Shen Yuru's face had already turned ugly again. "Can't you think before you act? You've already expelled her! You need to go to school, I need to go to work, where are we going to find someone to take care of our daughter in such a short time!" Shen Yuru gritted her teeth, her delicate body trembling slightly, clearly suppressing her anger. "Uh, I didn't think it through!" He Ming finally realized, almost slapping himself. He had only acted out of momentary anger, neglecting the important matter. "Fine, I'll take two days off, you find another nanny!" Shen Yuru covered her fair forehead, dejectedly saying. He Ming lowered his head, feeling truly miserable. Since getting together with Shen Yuru, they had never argued like this. This feeling was awful. He knew that if he didn't salvage the relationship, the rift between them might widen. After all, children are prone to bumps and bruises, and if something happened, Shen Yuru would definitely think of that possibility again. Ultimately, all of this stemmed from this illegitimate relationship. If Shen Yuru had publicly revealed her youngest daughter's identity, she could have openly devoted more time, even taking leave, to care for her, and this wouldn't have happened. While waiting, He Ming pondered for a long time, realizing it was time to find a way to resolve the issue between Shen Yuru and her daughter. If he were to greedily seek out more women now, he would definitely suffer more losses in the end. An hour later, the examination results came back. Fortunately, it was just a scratch; some medicine would allow her to go home and rest. This relieved both He Ming and Shen Yuru, as their previous bickering had made their farewell somewhat cold. Chapter 289 Shen Yuru and Wang Yuxin (Part Two) He Ming knew that getting Shen Yuru and her daughter to maintain a peaceful relationship after revealing their relationship would be an extremely difficult problem. It was equivalent to asking the two women to completely abandon ethics and morality—a level of thought that even saints might not be able to reach. However, He Ming wasn't discouraged, because there was something in this world that could give rise to a level of thought even higher than that of a saint: kinship. He Ming knew perfectly well that for their daughter's sake, Shen Yuru would definitely consider the question he had raised. Moreover, since they were practically lovers now, she wouldn't easily reject it. Once she agreed, things would become much easier. Consider this: Wang Yuxin was indeed a dead end; there wasn't a good reason to force her to agree to such an absurd thing as sharing a husband. But if he could get Shen Yuru's help, things might not be so difficult. Thinking about this, He Ming felt he should have a serious talk with Shen Yuru. So, on the weekend, they arranged to meet at the rented apartment where they had been keeping their child. When He Ming arrived, his daughter was fast asleep inside, giving them a perfect opportunity for a frank conversation. Because Shen Yuru had taken the past two days off, she dressed more casually and less formally. As a result, her fair skin and delicate features were more exposed. Her long, flowing hair was smooth and glossy, and one could almost smell its fragrance. Her exquisite face was lightly made up; subtle purple eyeshadow added a touch of mystery, while her pale pink lips were alluring yet restrained. A light blush graced her cheeks, giving her a natural charm. The delicate earrings on her earlobes added a touch of ethereal beauty. She wore a revealing halter-neck dress; the black straps barely covered her smooth neck, gradually widening to reveal her snow-white breasts, which extended to her nipples. The fabric, narrow like lingerie, barely covered her full, enormous breasts. The sides, also resembling lingerie, had straps connecting to her smooth, jade-like back, held together by a delicate button. From behind, it looked as if she were wearing only lingerie. The skirt below her chest was white, its fitted design emphasizing her slender waist. The ultra-short hem barely covered her full, pert buttocks. Her long, snow-white legs were unadorned, her delicate skin seemingly glowing, so beautiful it was almost blinding. On her delicate feet, exquisite silver high heels added to her noble and glamorous air. Compared to this dazzling attire, Shen Yuru's expression was less vibrant, carrying a hint of solemnity, giving her a cold, aloof beauty that was difficult to look directly at. “There are some things I want to talk to you about first!” He Ming sat down, pursed his lips, and his eyes, which usually lit up at the sight of beautiful women, were surprisingly honest. He understood that if the current problem wasn't resolved, this beautiful woman might end up in someone else's arms someday. “Perfect timing, I also want to talk to you!” Shen Yuru sat down, straightened her skirt, and her indifference was somewhat frightening. “You go first!” He Ming was very calm, not because he was being modest, but because he wanted to understand her thoughts before making his move. “Alright!” Shen Yuru took a deep breath, made a decision, and said, “I think we should stop here. We can't go on like this!” He Ming was slightly taken aback. Although he had a bad feeling before, he didn't expect the woman opposite him to end things so decisively. But to be honest, he had already prepared himself mentally for today. After all, she had never made any vows of eternal love. The two of them were more like lovers who occasionally had secret trysts, with endless obstacles in their way. If they couldn't be overcome, the relationship would eventually come to an end. "If you like each other, why break up?" He Ming continued to probe. "So what if we like each other? Will things end up like this?" Shen Yuru's expression became agitated; clearly, He Ming's rhetorical question had angered her.

He Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Since it was for this reason, it was within his expectations.

After a moment's thought, he said, "Why is there no result? If you're willing, I can marry you and take care of you for the rest of my life!" This seemingly weak and powerless declaration was actually quite effective. Sometimes, dealing with women requires touching their hearts and winning them over. Once their hearts are in turmoil, it's much easier to succeed. Conversely, using his daughter as leverage from the start would seem cruel and might even backfire.

"Marry me?"

Shen Yuru smiled sadly and retorted, "Putting aside the age difference, what about Xiao Xin? Are you planning to abandon her after starting this relationship?"

"Fine, if you've made up your mind, I can't stop you anymore. But since you're considering Xiao Xin, you should also consider our daughter. If we break up, it means you'll completely abandon her in the future. You can visit her occasionally now, but what about later? What will happen when she grows up? Will you just leave her to fend for herself?"

He Ming finally unleashed his trump card. Success or failure depended on this.

"But what can I do? Tell me, what can I do?"

Shen Yuru hesitated, stunned for a long while, then covered her face and suddenly burst into tears.

Waves of guilt washed over him. He Ming moved closer, gently pulling the woman into his arms, kissing her fragrant hair, and said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"

Shen Yuru felt like a lone boat finally finding shelter in a stormy harbor. She didn't care about the depth of the harbor anymore, burying her face in He Ming's chest and sobbing softly.

He Ming knew that silence spoke louder than words at this moment, and dared not disturb her, only gently stroking her fragrant shoulders.

"Be good, don't abandon me, okay?"

A full half hour later, Shen Yuru gradually calmed down. He Ming spoke with a hint of pleading, a tone that came from the heart, not an act.

Shen Yuru didn't know how to answer, remaining quietly nestled in He Ming's arms.

Seeing that the woman didn't directly refuse, He Ming knew his initial expectation had been met, and now was the perfect time to get to the point. He gently asked, "If Xiao Xin can accept us being together, would you be willing to marry me along with her?"

"Is that really possible?"

Shen Yuru immediately became moved, straightening up and looking up at him with a tear-streaked face.

"Don't worry, this is my responsibility, and I will definitely find a way to make it happen!"

He Ming gave her a reassuring smile.

"But..."

Shen Yuru hesitated, her worry so obvious. She clearly understood that this was an extremely dangerous gamble. If she failed, forget about the dream of mother and daughter sharing a husband; her relationship with her daughter would likely suffer a devastating blow.

"Don't worry, I will absolutely not tell her about our relationship unless I am absolutely certain."

He Ming wasn't stupid; he naturally knew what the woman was worried about, so he made a promise at the opportune moment.

"Remember what you said!"

Shen Yuru gazed at He Ming for a long time before slowly speaking.

He Ming was overjoyed and hugged Shen Yuru tightly. "Don't worry, how could I possibly watch my daughter lose such a beautiful and gentle mother?"

"You've probably fooled a lot of girls with that mouth!"

Shen Yuru laughed through her tears, playfully scolding him.

He Ming was slightly taken aback, then quickly declared, "How could that be? I'm completely devoted to you and our daughter!"

One should know how to be content, and He Ming didn't want any complications at this crucial moment. As for the future, he would plan for it later.

"Alright, wife, smile again. I love seeing you smile; it's so gentle and beautiful, like a spring breeze that can melt ice and snow!"

He Ming lifted her tear-streaked face and teased her.

"You're so happy! You've achieved your goal, you must be very satisfied and happy now!"

Although she said this, Shen Yuru couldn't help but chuckle, but He Ming immediately silenced her with a loud kiss.

Shen Yuru managed to avert her lips, crying out, "No...don't...uh...uh..."

He Ming wouldn't stop, pressing her head down with one hand. Unable to struggle, Shen Yuru could only let him kiss her passionately. Gradually, He Ming felt her jade-like arms wrap around his waist.

He Ming kissed every part of Shen Yuru's face and neck frantically, then picked her up and carried her into another bedroom, placing her on the bed and stripping her naked. Shen Yuru's snow-white body was fully revealed before him.

Upon seeing her, He Ming felt as if the blood in his body had stopped flowing. He held his breath, staring blankly at the two jade peaks on Shen Yuru's chest. The skin of her breasts was like jade and cream, reflecting a faint glow. Her breasts were high, firm, full, and round, white with a hint of pink, crystal clear, and without any sagging. They were the most captivating hemispherical shapes, protruding forward. The tender pink areolas at the peaks were not very large, but they were so even. The two nipples at the top were bright red and dripping, the size of soybeans, like two sparkling agates, trembling playfully with Shen Yuru's breath. They were so charming. Her lower abdomen was fair and flat, with a large patch of dark and shiny pubic hair below, contrasting with her skin, which was extremely alluring. Her round buttocks were even larger, not only smooth and tender, but also very elastic.

He Ming, unable to contain his desire, pounced on her perfect body. Shen Yuru whimpered in pain, but He Ming, consumed by lust, paid no heed to her plight, continuing to vigorously knead her breasts, causing her to furrow her brows and pant heavily.

At the end of her long, beautiful legs, between her thighs, a patch of dark, tender hair formed an inverted triangle, softly covering her mysterious forbidden zone, like a bulge. He Ming couldn't help but stroke her pubic hair; it was smooth and delicate, as soft as silk. Her cleavage was as captivating as her face and figure. Shen Yuru was truly a rare beauty; her delicate beauty, her poise, her full and rounded figure, her mature and gentle charm were irresistible.

He Ming parted Shen Yuru's snow-white, rounded legs, revealing a seductive slit glistening with wet spring water. The two bright red petals opened and closed, as alluring as Shen Yuru's cherry lips.

He Ming immediately went straight for the pearl, first touching the secret opening with his hand, then using his thumb and forefinger to spread Shen Yuru's tempting, tender petals. It felt a little tight; he pinched the tender petals, making Shen Yuru feel numb and sore, causing her to tremble involuntarily.

Slowly, He Ming felt his hand getting wet; Shen Yuru's spring water was plentiful. He Ming vigorously squeezed and teased the alluring, delicate pearl, then ruthlessly inserted his fingers deeper, causing her to moan again. He Ming's fingers continuously rubbed against the protruding little fleshy bumps inside her vaginal walls. Two small petals, damp from He Ming's touch, lay half-open, panting. A tiny, protruding clitoris peeked out from within. As He Ming rubbed the clitoris, she let out moans: "Ah...ah...ah..."

Her body trembled irregularly in response to He Ming's rubbing.

"Ah...ah...you're making me...so uncomfortable..."

Shen Yuru felt a ticklish sensation deep within her, waves of pleasure washing over her. Her plump buttocks twisted and arched upwards, swaying from side to side. She clung tightly to He Ming's head, letting out joyful, coquettish gasps. "Ah...I can't take it anymore...oh...you...you're making me so itchy...I..."

Seeing Shen Yuru's frenzied state, He Ming dug even harder into her moist vulva, increasing the speed of his thrusts, his fingers rubbing against the walls of her secret passage. Moments later, the spring water in Shen Yuru's passage gushed out like a waterfall, surging and wetting her snow-white thighs. At this moment, Shen Yuru couldn't help but tremble all over. She bent her legs, raising her plump buttocks higher, making her vulva even more prominent, allowing He Ming to penetrate her more thoroughly. He Ming's other hand continued to work within Shen Yuru's snow-white, full, and soft breasts, secretly praising, "So elastic!"

He Ming's penis was also beginning to harden, so he grabbed her hands that were holding him and guided them down to his crotch. Upon touching He Ming's erect penis, Shen Yuru's delicate hand trembled uncontrollably. She tried to pull it back, but He Ming held it firmly. After a slight struggle, Shen Yuru finally shyly released her hand and began to caress He Ming's massive member.

"Good wife, use your little mouth to suck it for me!"

He Ming was no longer satisfied, his erect penis pointing proudly at Shen Yuru's cheek.

Hearing He Ming's words, Shen Yuru glanced at him shyly and alluringly, especially at the enormous, erect penis before her. It was astonishingly large and erect. Shen Yuru was filled with amazement. She knelt down, shyly opening her cherry-like mouth to gently take the purplish-red, glistening head of the penis into her mouth, licking it with her tongue. Her tongue slid within the groove beneath He Ming's penis, sometimes sucking with her lips, sometimes gently biting with her teeth. Then, Shen Yuru moved her head up and down on He Ming's massive penis. He Ming, matching Shen Yuru's pace, thrust his hips, hoping to penetrate deeper. His beautiful buttocks swayed rapidly, accelerating the thrusting of his penis in Shen Yuru's mouth. Shen Yuru's eyebrows furrowed, her cheeks bulging.

At this moment, He Ming also stroked Shen Yuru's high, protruding buttocks with his right hand. Her buttocks were very large. As He Ming teased her anus, she continued to writhe, but her mouth never left He Ming's penis.

Seeing the elegant and graceful young woman performing oral sex on him, He Ming was incredibly excited and felt immense pleasure. He felt a warm, moist cherry-like mouth enveloping his penis, a tingling sensation spreading throughout his entire body. His penis, licked and manipulated, became as hard as an iron rod, its veins bulging and incredibly thick.

His desire was gradually aroused. He Ming pressed down on Shen Yuru's head, which was diligently working, and said, "Alright, now it's my turn to serve you!"

With that, he parted the beautiful woman's legs, embraced her thighs, buried his head between her legs, and kissed her hairy genitals.

At this moment, Shen Yuru let out a clear, high-pitched moan, her body convulsing violently. Instead of resisting, she automatically parted her legs slightly to allow He Ming's tongue to enter. Perhaps Shen Yuru's desire had been aroused, making her extremely docile.

He Ming smelled a feminine scent emanating from Shen Yuru's vagina. Under his caresses, Shen Yuru lay there motionless, her eyes half-closed, mouth half-open, her face flushed with shyness, softly and intermittently uttering, "Oh...you...you little pervert...ah...you little devil...don't do this..."

Seeing her alluring appearance, He Ming's lust intensified, and he licked her even more vigorously, causing her to moan and tremble incessantly. Her reaction was most intense when He Ming licked her clitoris; her breathing became rapid, her body twisted uncontrollably, and she cried out loudly, "Oh...it's so numb...it's really...it's killing me..."

Shen Yuru felt a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation from He Ming's sucking and biting, experiencing inexplicable excitement and burning desire. She was now almost in a state of madness, crying out in lewd voices, "My little husband...please...don't tease me like this anymore...give it to me...give it to me..."

"Husband...give it to me...give it to me quickly..."

she murmured, her eyes slightly open in embarrassment. He Ming immediately pulled her soft, voluptuous body tightly into his arms, their skin pressed together, and kissed her passionately. Shen Yuru couldn't help but open her arms and hug He Ming tightly, and cooperatively opened her cherry lips slightly to receive his tongue, her tongue slightly parted, gently licking his tongue with the tip of her tongue.

He Ming parted Shen Yuru's legs and pressed his thick penis against the entrance of her vagina, grinding it back and forth, but not penetrating her. Looking at Shen Yuru, her face was flushed, her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and her teeth were clenched, clearly on the verge of collapse. He Ming then used his fingers to tease her already engorged and swollen clitoris. Shen Yuru could no longer bear it. She twisted her plump buttocks desperately, crying out in a wanton voice, "Good brother, hurry... hurry and give it to me... please!"

He Ming was also burning with lust, so he spread Shen Yuru's two pink legs apart with both hands, grasped her slender waist, aimed his large penis at her vagina, and with a "plop," thrust it in.

Shen Yuru's eyes rolled back, almost fainting from the penetration, and she cried out, "Ouch... you almost killed me..."

He Ming felt that Shen Yuru's vagina was wet and warm, gripping his large penis tightly, and couldn't help but praise, "Wife, your vagina feels so good." "

As he spoke, he thrust his large penis in and out of her vagina, each thrust harder and more forceful than the last, showing no mercy. Shen Yuru was like a docile lamb, her body arching back and forth with He Ming's thrusts, her hair flying, her breasts swaying, moaning repeatedly: 'Oh...ah...ah...it's so beautiful...' Her limbs were numb and weak, her face flushed, covered in fragrant sweat, her arms and legs tightly wrapped around He Ming. Shen

Yuru's seductive and wanton demeanor aroused He Ming to the point of madness, he just wanted to release his pent-up desire.

The speed and force of his thrusts increased with He Ming's rising..." The excitement grew faster and faster. The tingling pleasure made He Ming involuntarily thrust his hips while slightly panting, saying, "Oh...so good...oh...it's so tight...so comfortable...ah...it's so beautiful..."

Shen Yuru, being fucked by He Ming, increased the range of her plump buttocks' swaying. Her full, round buttocks swayed against the bed like a sieve, and her wet, secret hole tightened and loosened, sucking and biting He Ming's large glans. Waves of lustful fluid poured out of her little hole. The endless tingling pleasure forced Shen Yuru to sway her slender waist and twist her voluptuous buttocks wildly to meet the speed of He Ming's thrusting, and she cried out loudly.

"Ah...oh...so beautiful...so wonderful...so numb...so itchy...so pleasurable...I...I'm...I'm...I'm...I'm...oh...oh..."

Shen Yuru was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she cried out incoherently.

Her body trembled and heaved rapidly, her eyes tightly closed, her secret passage contracting sharply, releasing large gushes of nectar, her whole body trembling.

He Ming stopped reflexively, but his thick penis remained buried deep within her, then he leaned over her, kissing her, his hands gently caressing her trembling body, playing with her firm, full breasts, and couldn't resist sucking on her erect nipples.

After a while, Shen Yuru's eyes cleared, her body began to sway gently, and her buttocks began to slowly rotate and thrust.

Sensing Shen Yuru's response, He Ming was overjoyed, his penis swelling even more, beginning to... He thrust wildly into her, his massive penis pounding in and out of her, simultaneously caressing her sensitive areas.

Shen Yuru moaned softly, clinging tightly to his broad back. The wild, rhythmic thrusts of his penis inside her brought her intoxicating stimulation.

Hearing Shen Yuru's wanton cries, He Ming couldn't help but sway his hips, rapidly penetrating her vagina. Shen Yuru, beneath He Ming, also twisted and thrust her large, plump buttocks, giving He Ming boundless pleasure; every pore on his body seemed to open in ecstasy.

Shen Yuru closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation. At first, she could endure it, but after a while, as his attacks grew increasingly fierce, each thrust so deep and powerful, causing an indescribable tingling and tightness throughout her body, she could no longer control herself. Losing her usual composure and quietness, she moaned loudly, thrusting her hips in rhythm with him, and involuntarily opened her eyes.

Unable to bear it any longer, she was drenched in sweat, her head swaying from side to side, her hair flowing freely, her hands gripping the ends of the pillow tightly, and she let out alluring moans: "Mmm...ah...so...so full...so comfortable...ah...so...so sore...so numb...so...numb...baby...so big...fuck me to death...mmm...mmm..."

Shen Yuru cried out joyfully: "My baby...you...you...are so capable...you have...ah...harder...faster...please...faster...harder...oh, good...good..."

Encouraged, He Ming continued to thrust violently, faster and faster, more and more powerfully.

Under his powerful impact, Shen Yuru's body rose and fell dramatically, her breathing rapid, her cries growing louder and louder, her voice becoming a little hoarse.

He Ming, panting heavily, thrust impatiently, his strong hands gripping her slender waist, his swollen desire throbbing eagerly within her… He was like a hungry beast, his demands growing wilder and more forceful… His

intense desire drove him to frantically seek satisfaction, completely disregarding the condition of the person beneath him. He Ming, lost in ecstasy, quickened the pace of his thrusts, his body pounding even more wildly.

Shen Yuru cried out repeatedly, “You’re so heartless… You’re so big… You don’t even care if I can take it… You don’t know any gentleness… Sigh… Ah…”

However, her tearful appearance had no effect on He Ming; it only stimulated him, only made him fuck her harder. At the same time, he reached out and grasped Shen Yuru’s full breasts, kneading and caressing them with abandon, making her already full breasts appear even firmer, her nipples also kneaded until they were hard and swollen like beans.

He Ming held Shen Yuru's fair and delicate hips with both hands, rapidly thrusting his hips back and forth, penetrating her clitoris again and again. Shen Yuru gripped the sheets tightly with her hands, her beautiful hair swaying wildly with each thrust. She shook her head, cooperating with He Ming's movements, moaning with pleasure: "Ah...oh...good husband...so good...so powerful...oh..."

Gradually, He Ming's thrusts became smoother: "Good wife, little darling...be more wanton...be more wanton...I'll make you feel even better...you know..."

"Good man...good brother...fuck me harder...so good..."

Shen Yuru gasped even more, moaning and crying out incessantly.

This time, He Ming showed no mercy, thrusting into Shen Yuru's vagina. With each thrust, the petals of her vaginal opening rippled and opened, and her beautiful hair was completely disheveled.

He Ming thrust vigorously, watching his massive member move in and out of Shen Yuru's pink, beautiful orifice. Each thrust turned Shen Yuru's petals inside out, bringing out a lot of spring water, accompanied by "plop plop" sounds. He Ming couldn't help but hug Shen Yuru's slender waist tightly with both hands and pull her back forcefully. Shen Yuru's wet, beautiful buttocks collided with He Ming's hips incessantly, making "slap slap" sounds.

After hundreds of thrusts, Shen Yuru gasped for breath in front of He Ming, crying out repeatedly, "Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore, hurry, good brother, I can't...I'm going to die...faster, faster...it feels so good, I want you to do it for me forever, good brother, hurry up..."

Shen Yuru's body rose and fell with the rhythm of the dragon's penetration, she skillfully twisted her plump buttocks to meet it, passionately and obscenely moaning, "Oh...you've touched my flower core...oh...it feels so good...I'm going to give it to you...oh...it feels so good..."

A gush of hot spring water gushed out, He Ming felt the head of his dragon being scalded by the spring water, which felt incredibly good, stimulating He Ming's primal beastly nature to surge up, and he no longer held back, switching to fierce thrusting and pounding, using techniques such as grinding the flower core, nine shallow and one deep, and inserting the flower left and right to tease Shen Yuru.

Shen Yuru's body seemed to be burning with desire. She clung tightly to He Ming, the sounds of his massive penis thrusting in and out filling the air with a constant "plop, plop" sound.

Shen Yuru felt the immense pleasure from his penetration, a pleasure that drove her almost mad. She twisted and shook her plump buttocks violently, letting out seductive moans: "Oh...oh...oh my god...it's so wonderful...good brother...ah...it's so wonderful...hum...hum...I'm going to be killed by your penetration...I can't take it anymore...ouch...again...I'm going to lose it again..."

Unable to withstand He Ming's vigorous thrusting, Shen Yuru trembled all over. The tender flesh inside her vagina spasmed, constantly sucking on He Ming's large penis. Suddenly, gushes of fluid gushed out, drenching He Ming with boundless pleasure.

He Ming pulled Shen Yuru's hands, binding them behind her back, and continued thrusting. Shen Yuru felt as if she were suspended in mid-air, relentlessly attacked from behind by He Ming.

With a loud cry, He Ming, without giving her a chance to catch her breath, pulled his penis out slightly and then forcefully thrust it deep inside, until the base pressed tightly against her spread labia.

"Oh..." Shen Yuru cried out in pain, her whole body trembling. He Ming began to thrust into Shen Yuru's delicate body again and again. Each time his thick penis entered her body, it was tightly wrapped by her warm, moist vagina. The fleshy walls surrounding his penis squeezed from all sides, becoming tighter and tighter as he went in. It felt like he had to thrust with all his might to reach deep into her body and fill the emptiness between her legs.

Shen Yuru moaned passionately, her voice full of temptation, her body eagerly responding to He Ming's thrusts. After a series of frenzied thrusts, more and more fluid flowed between Shen Yuru's legs. He Ming traced his hand down the wet crevice between her legs, all the way to her full buttocks, finding the path slippery and the sheets soaked. He was secretly astonished: "How can there be so much water!"

Shen Yuru pulled He Ming forcefully towards her, her hips thrusting rapidly to meet his movements, her body twisting violently like an untamed wild horse, moaning incessantly: "Ah...husband...good brother...faster...ah...faster...harder...oh...so deep...ah...ah...yes...like that...so beautiful..."

He Ming knelt between Shen Yuru's legs, spreading them wide and lifting them onto his arms. Suddenly, the woman's private parts were revealed, her fragrant, secret place fully exposed. He Ming aimed at the crevice and thrust in hard, accompanied by Shen Yuru's soft cries, unleashing a violent impact.

"Ah...good little brother...ah...husband...I'm going to be fucked to death by you...ah...ah...again...sister...want more...ah...good..." Every cry of pleasure stimulated He Ming's ears to heat and his heart to pound, and he used even more force.

After He Ming had fucked her hard for over a hundred times, he put one of Shen Yuru's jade legs on his shoulder and the other leg on his thigh, and his penis continued to thrust violently. He Ming's large hand pinched one of her bouncing breasts, and his other hand pressed on her clitoris and rubbed it incessantly, using all three methods to ravage her. Shen Yuru let out joyful moans, her body violently shaken by the fucking, and her breasts also swinging wildly: "Ah...you're so good...ah...ah...so beautiful...ah...ah...I'm going to die..."

Shen Yuru tightly grabbed He Ming's arm, clinging to him desperately without fear. The two engaged in a fierce physical struggle, and Shen Yuru climaxed several times but still swayed her hips to meet him, without feeling tired. Sweat dripped down their faces like rivers, soaking a large area of the bed sheet.

Suddenly, Shen Yuru straightened up and pushed He Ming down, rising and falling wildly, her two firm, bouncy breasts bouncing up and down.

He Ming stared in astonishment at the erotic scene before him, his mouth agape. He felt Shen Yuru's private area growing increasingly tight, wet, and hot, and couldn't help but let out a long moan. Shen Yuru seemed to have transformed into a female knight, indulging herself on He Ming's body.

"Ah...oh...good brother...your...so thick...so good...oh...it's really...so amazing...ah..." Shen Yuru let out a series of ecstatic moans, He Ming's hands moving incessantly over her smooth body, finally grasping and kneading her two swaying breasts forcefully. Shen Yuru's hair flew wildly as she twisted, rose, and rubbed her body frantically, her fragrant sweat dripping like rain onto He Ming's chest. Her wantonness was hardly that of a highly educated university professor.

He Ming thrust his hips forcefully, trying to push his penis deep into Shen Yuru's body, and she cooperated by moving up and down in rhythm with his movements. Her breathing became rapid, and her heavy breathing revealed her enjoyment and excitement. He Ming noticed that Shen Yuru's movements had slowed down, knowing that her strength was almost exhausted, so he rolled over and pressed Shen Yuru down beneath him again.

He Ming pressed one of Shen Yuru's legs against her chest, squeezing it against her breast, then leaned over and embraced her leg and body together, thrusting his penis heavily into her protruding vagina, pounding in rapidly and intensely.

Shen Yuru clung to He Ming's neck, her body twisting desperately, moaning loudly, "Ah...don't stop...yes...continue...harder...oh...it's so...so beautiful..."

He Ming thrust his thick, engorged penis into her wide-open vagina again and again, like a pile driver, his scrotum slapping against Shen Yuru's upturned buttocks with a "slap," "slap" sound. The sounds of thrusting, the impact of flesh, and the gasps and moans of the man and woman mingled together, creating a sensual and lewd atmosphere.

"Ah...I...can't take it anymore...ah...ah..." Finally, Shen Yuru's thighs began to tremble arrhythmically again, her inner muscles twitching uncontrollably. She threw her head back, letting out a mournful cry, the walls of her vagina undulating irregularly, tightly gripping the hot penis inside.

He Ming felt his penis tremble again, reaching its peak. He thrust deeply with force, crying out, "Good wife, good wife, I...I'm going to fuck you to death...hehe...I'm about to cum...cum..."

"Good brother, good husband...cum in me...it's okay...cum inside...ah ah..."

Shen Yuru seemed unable to withstand He Ming's rapid and forceful attacks. Her body trembled violently, and waves of ecstasy surged through her. Shen Yuru experienced a feeling of ecstasy that was almost unbearable. Until He Ming's climax ended, he collapsed weakly onto her. The wave of pleasure that had shaken her body and soul lingered in her mind and body for a long time.

Shen Yuru murmured tenderly with seductive eyes, her heart full of satisfaction and sweetness. Soon, she nestled in He Ming's arms and fell into a sweet sleep.

He Ming kissed Shen Yuru's face with satisfaction. His body was also somewhat tired. He could only greedily breathe in the fragrant scent of Shen Yuru, a young woman in her prime, and embrace her plump and rounded body as he drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 290 Shen Yuru and Wang Yuxin (Part 3)

Shen Yuru was finally dealt with, but He Ming's excitement was only fleeting. Anyone with half a brain would understand that the real difficulty lay with Wang Yuxin, because she had no qualms about using him.

To expect a girl to agree to share a lover with another woman was wishful thinking, especially since that woman was her mother. This created a deep moral and ethical barrier, which seemed absurd, as absurd as He Ming's past fantasy of his biological parents coming looking for him.

However, since He Ming dared to take the first step, he naturally felt there was some possibility. After all, if Shen Yuru could compromise, why would Wang Yuxin necessarily refuse?

Of course, He Ming also understood that even if things developed as he expected, it wouldn't be a short-term process. It involved not only Wang Yuxin's personal views on love and ethics, but also the troublesome issue of family ties.

Shen Yuru seemed determined to follow He Ming, so she specifically warned him before parting that Wang Yuxin had never given up on waiting for her father to return and the family to reunite over the past year or two.

He Ming was slightly stunned. Blood is thicker than water; breaking up a couple is easy, but completely destroying someone's family bond is something rarely heard of in this world—a foolish plan, and one that has rarely succeeded. That's the power of blood ties.

However, He Ming knew very well that he didn't necessarily have to forcibly break the bond between Wang Yuxin and her father. As long as she understood that her parents had no chance of reunion, everything would be resolved.

And achieving this small step was simple: just tell her about her shameless, spendthrift father who had given her mother away in a deal. Although this would inevitably hurt her, time would heal the wounds.

He Ming made up his mind, but initially, he absolutely couldn't let Shen Yuru know about this, otherwise she would definitely object vehemently.

Having made up his mind, He Ming specially invited Wang Yuxin to go shopping with him on Saturday night.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old Wang Yuxin had grown into a graceful young woman. Nourished by love, her already mature figure, more alluring than her peers, became even more striking. Standing nearly 1.7 meters tall, with long, shapely legs that made up 60% of her body, she had the physique of a supermodel.

He Ming secretly rejoiced for the umpteenth time, thankful that his parents, who only cared about giving birth but not raising him, had given him decent genes—not only were his looks acceptable, but his height was also adequate. Otherwise, shopping with his girlfriend would have been a disaster.

Wang Yuxin was deeply moved by her boyfriend's gesture, her face immediately lighting up with joy. To be honest, although they had maintained a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship for a long time, and their feelings didn't seem to have diminished, they hadn't spent much time alone together, mostly just after school each day.

He Ming quickly realized this as well, and felt genuinely guilty. Love is something that can't withstand the test of distance and time; once neglected, it can sometimes lead to irreparable consequences.

Hoping it wasn't too late to mend things, He Ming chatted and teased his girlfriend along the way, avoiding directly mentioning the unfortunate incident. This made his girlfriend giggle and smile, her face radiating happiness.

Wang Yuxin wore a light yellow short-sleeved t-shirt; the thin fabric accentuated her curves, highlighting her high, full breasts. Below, she wore super-short denim shorts that barely covered her pert buttocks. Her legs, beautiful enough to make most women envious, were generously displayed; her fair, smooth skin was flawless, like milk. The smooth curves of her hips, slender waist, and full breasts connected to form a stunning S-shaped figure. A smile graced her exquisite face, instantly attracting the attention of many men passing by.

Seeing his girlfriend's happy smile, He Ming really couldn't bear to go through with the plan. However, after much hesitation, he gritted his teeth and decided to play the bad guy, because abandoning this method would make finding other solutions much more difficult.

"Let's go for a walk along the river,"

He Ming suggested, having made up his mind.

"Okay!"

Wang Yuxin put down her milk tea straw and readily agreed. The riverbank was lined with many flowers, trees, and shrubs, all lush and vibrant in May and June.

He Ming led Wang Yuxin along the riverbank, and after walking for a while, it gradually got dark, and the number of tourists dwindled. They suggested sitting down to rest for a bit.

"Xiao Xin, have you been having any trouble at home lately?"

He Ming licked his dry lips and started the conversation.

"No!"

Wang Yuxin answered readily, thinking her boyfriend was concerned about her well-being, and her smile grew even sweeter.

"Sigh, Aunt Shen has to take care of you, work, and manage the household all by herself. It's really not easy!"

He Ming sighed, his tone full of sympathy.

Wang Yuxin didn't speak, her smile gradually fading as she silently nodded. She understood her mother's difficulties.

"Is your father still in contact with you?"

He Ming asked, trying to gauge the state of their relationship.

"Less recently!"

Wang Yuxin lowered her head, a few strands of her soft hair obscuring the corners of her eyes. Her expression was somewhat forlorn, and she didn't say much.

"Xiaoxin, there's something I want to ask you, but please don't be angry!"

He Ming's lips curled into a faint, gritting sound, his cheeks twitching slightly. Hurting someone you love is ultimately so difficult.

"What is it? Ask away!"

Wang Yuxin raised her head, forcing a smile, but her haggard appearance was heartbreaking.

"If your father never comes back, would you agree to your mother finding another boyfriend?"

He Ming mustered his courage and asked in one breath.

"How could he not come back? You know, my father only faked a divorce with my mother because of the factory!"

Wang Yuxin paused, then her expression became agitated, her delicate body trembling slightly.

"Did your father and mother tell you that?"

He Ming couldn't help but ask.

"Yes!"

Wang Yuxin's clear, bright eyes stared at He Ming, as if trying to understand.

"They probably don't want you to be angry with Mu Lin!"

He Ming's eyes darted away, not daring to look at that familiar little face.

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