[Urban] Doting on My Sister-in-Law (Complete) - 28-30

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Chapter 230 Dreamy Travelogue Part Two (Part Four)

Meng Lei didn't say anything more, took another step forward, and then tried to pull the little girl from behind.

This action caused Xia Jingyi a lot of trouble. Logically speaking, as a mother, she should not let her daughter be hurt at this moment, so she should stop her. However, her lack of understanding of sleepwalking patients made her hesitant to act, so she froze completely. However, she still reflexively used her body to shield her daughter.

The little girl clung tightly to the hem of her mother's clothes, like a little sloth, playing a game of tag with Meng Lei.

He Ming and Xia Jingmei were also stunned, not knowing what to do.

Xia Jingyi was so timid that she couldn't protect her chicks like a real "mother hen". She quickly found herself in a dilemma. Seeing that Meng Lei had already grabbed her daughter's sleeve, the mother's instinct to protect her child finally overcame her reason. She reached out to block, but she couldn't completely let go of her concerns and seemed a little hesitant.

He Ming cursed inwardly. Although he knew there was no way to resolve the situation, his body still involuntarily pushed forward. Xia Jingmei reacted the same way, stepping forward but unsure how to stop him.

He Ming stood like a mountain between Meng Lei and the little girl, and together with Xia Jingyi and Xia Jingmei, they seemed to form an impenetrable human wall. However, because the three of them were holding back and dared not get involved, it still looked somewhat precarious.

"Xiao Yan, quickly go inside and lock the door!"

Xia Jingyi was the first to react and reminded her.

The little girl hesitated for a moment, but still retreated. Her room was already behind Meng Lei and the others, so she naturally couldn't push forward and walk into a trap. Behind her, there were only two rooms, one empty and the other He Ming's bedroom. The little

girl naturally didn't want to go into He Ming's room, so she reached out and opened the door to the empty room.

"Xiaoyan, that room is empty. Go into your brother's room quickly, then close the door and lock it!"

Xia Jingmei reminded her, carefully blocking Menglei with her body.

Xiao Luo, gritting her teeth, hesitated, standing there. Of course, she didn't want to have anything to do with her nemesis.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and go in!"

Xia Jingyi urged.

"Get out of the way!"

Just then, Menglei spoke, calm but without any emotional fluctuation. Of course, her words were mainly directed at Xia Jingyi.

Of course, her daughter was only a few steps away, and Xia Jingyi was absolutely not going to back down now.

Menglei stared at Xia Jingyi, seemingly oblivious to He Ming and Xia Jingmei also opposing her. She leaned forward slightly, and the scissors in her hand quickly stabbed towards Xia Jingyi.

At such close range, and with no one expecting her to suddenly attack without using the scissors, Xia Jingmei and Xia Jingyi had no chance to react. He Ming could only reflexively push Xia Jingyi aside.

A sharp pain shot through He Ming. Looking down, he saw that Meng Lei's scissors had pierced his right abdomen, a chilling sensation spreading throughout his body.

The scene fell silent. "Clatter," the scissors fell to the ground. Meng Lei stared blankly, her face filled with horror, at her blood-stained hand. Her slender fingers were now a ghastly crimson, eerie and alluring.

"What happened? No…no…I…I'm sorry…I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry!"

Meng Lei stammered, shaking her head, her face filled with remorse, tears streaming down her face.

Xia Jingmei and Xia Jingyi finally reacted, their faces filled with shock. They frantically asked He Ming, "Are you alright? Is the child alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!"

He Ming didn't want the two women to worry. Although he could clearly feel warm liquid seeping out of his hand covering the wound, he still shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine!"

"Ah, how did I get here? What happened?"

Meng Lei, half-asleep, finally realized something was wrong. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her delicate face turned pale with fear.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, Sister Meng, I'm fine!"

Although He Ming felt excruciating pain in his abdomen, he still comforted her with pity. In his heart, Meng Lei's position was definitely more important than his own.

"You're bleeding, Xiaoming, you're bleeding!"

Xia Jingmei saw the blood constantly seeping from between He Ming's fingers, and tears quickly welled up in her eyes. She stammered,

"Quick, go to the hospital right now, go to the hospital!"

Xia Jingyi was also pale and trembling as she spoke.

"How did I get here? What happened to me?"

Meng Lei clutched her hair, muttering incessantly. Her once vibrant lips were now bloodless, and her mental state was extremely poor.

Waking up in the middle of the night to find herself no longer in bed, but somewhere else, having done something she couldn't accept, and having no memory of it—even a grown man would be terrified, let alone a girl.

The scene became chaotic.

"Let's go to the hospital!"

Xia Jingmei helped He Ming up and started to leave.

"Yes, yes, uh!"

Xia Jingyi echoed, grabbing He Ming's other hand.

"I want to go too!"

Little Luo was anxious. She had witnessed He Ming's miserable state and was now terrified of Meng Lei. If all three left, she would be left alone in the villa with the person who was ready to kill her at any moment.

"You go? What are you going to do? Don't you think you've caused enough trouble already?"

Xia Jingyi was truly furious. If her daughter hadn't been so immature, this wouldn't have happened.

Xiao Luo and Lili knew they were in the wrong, pouting with grievance. Coupled with the shock, tears welled up in their eyes.

"We're all leaving, what about Sister Menglei?"

He Ming asked worriedly, looking at Menglei's terrible mental state.

Both women were stunned. Indeed, Menglei was just a patient; her actions weren't intentional. She was usually gentle, diligent, and a very kind girl. Her current state was truly pitiful.

"How about this, sister, you and Xiaoyan take Xiaoming to the hospital first. I'll stay and take care of Menglei. I'll come back when she calms down!"

After thinking it over, this was the only solution. Leaving Xia Jingyi and her daughter behind was unsafe. Menglei didn't like Xiao Luo and Lili, and she had no feelings for Xia Jingyi. Who knew when her sleepwalking would flare up?

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyan, come quickly, help me support your brother!"

Xia Jingyi nodded repeatedly and called to her daughter.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

To get out of Meng Lei's sight as soon as possible, Xiao Luo and Li couldn't care less about anything else and rushed over to support He Ming's other arm.

"By the way, sis, you've been to the Central Hospital twice, it's not far from here, you remember the way, right? Su Xue is a nurse there, you can take Xiao Ming there so they can look after him!"

Xia Jingmei handed the car keys to Xia Jingyi and instructed her.

"You guys aren't even changing your clothes before heading out like this?"

He Ming gasped in pain, but still felt it was inappropriate for a woman to go out in her pajamas.

"When did you start thinking about changing clothes!"

Xia Jingyi retorted, then she and her daughter helped He Ming down the stairs.

Chapter 231 Unable to Hold Back, He Relieved It on the Hospital Bed .

Blood flowed as they walked, dripping everywhere. For He Ming, this night was destined to be a nightmare. He was usually quite skilled, but because he was concerned about Meng Lei's condition, he had taken a knife wound. The culprit was the little girl, Lily, who was now pretending to support his right arm.

Even though he knew she was just a child, he still felt somewhat displeased. Therefore, he felt no gratitude whatsoever for Lily supporting him. If Xia Jingyi hadn't been there, he would have immediately told her to leave.

The little girl seemed to have some regret now, holding He Ming's hand cautiously, and not daring to look him in the eye.

After much commotion, the three finally got into the car. A little over ten minutes later, they arrived at the Central Hospital. Because it was the middle of the night, there was another ordeal. He Ming, exhausted, sat in a chair, clutching his lower abdomen. Even though He Ming was physically strong, the blood loss was making him feel dizzy.

"Xiao Ming, hang in there!"

Seeing He Ming's clothes completely stained with blood, Xia Jingyi's face was filled with anxiety. Her beautiful face showed no flaws despite her age; her delicate features rivaled those of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, smooth and tender. At this moment, she looked as if she was about to cry.

He Ming forced a reassuring smile, but it was clearly more like a grimace. As his consciousness faded, he became truly afraid. Would he die?

Thinking about the many beautiful women he had been with in his life, He Ming felt a little better. A man's life, after all, is about money and women. Since he had already achieved them, even death would be worthwhile.

He Ming tried to comfort himself, but he couldn't truly deceive himself. He had many things on his mind, but four things stood out most: first, his mother and the children at the orphanage; second, Xia Jingmei, his adoptive mother who treated him even better than his own mother; third, his sister Lu Yan, whom he had lost contact with; and fourth,

his biological parents, whose fate remained unknown. He Ming couldn't deceive himself. He forced himself to hate his parents who had abandoned him, and he truly hated the man and woman, but this couldn't completely erase the most fundamental "truth" in his heart. He still yearned to see his biological parents again, a desire unrelated to forgiveness, merely an unfulfilled wish.

The greatest happiness in life is undoubtedly the joy of family reunion. To die without even knowing one's parents is truly a regrettable thing.

Lost in these thoughts, He Ming gradually lost consciousness. Of course, he tried to stay conscious beforehand, but as it turned out, he wasn't a god, just a lecherous man.

He Ming didn't know how much time had passed before he finally woke up. His vision gradually cleared, and the first thing he saw was the white ceiling. Turning his head slightly, he saw that everything around him was white; he was lying in a hospital bed receiving an IV drip. Under the thin blanket, his abdomen ached slightly and felt tight, clearly something was wrapped around it.

Two women were crawling on either side of the bed. The one on the left was Xia Jingyi, now dressed in a black dress. Her pale face was so pure, and although she was asleep, she still carried a hint of anxiety; her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, clearly worried about He Ming.

The other woman was Xia Jingmei, dressed in a gray office lady uniform dress, her long hair flowing smoothly down. Her pretty face, partially exposed, bore traces of undried tears, her small red lips slightly pursed, her expression haggard and somewhat pitiful.

He Ming wanted to wake Xia Jingmei and tell her he was alright, but thinking it would disturb her, he refrained. He looked around and noticed that the little girl was gone; she had probably gone back to rest.

He Ming lay bored on the bed, without even a phone, just staring blankly to kill time. About half an hour later, the door opened, and a familiar figure walked in—it was the beautiful Su Xue.

She wore a white lab coat, her smooth hair tied in a simple ponytail, a few strands of bangs falling across her fair forehead, adding a touch of gentle charm. Her full, voluptuous breasts were alluring, her curves captivating, the buttons dangling precariously. The hem of her robe fell past her knees, revealing slender, firm calves, and thin, semi-transparent flesh-colored stockings outlining her perfectly flowing curves, the pinkish hue of her skin subtly visible.

"Ah, you're awake!"

Su Xue's previously troubled face brightened upon seeing He Ming on the bed, and she exclaimed happily. She was so excited that she had forgotten the two women sleeping soundly in the room.

Her shout woke the two women on either side of He Ming's bed, and they then asked a series of questions.

Of course, He Ming's biggest worry wasn't himself, but Meng Lei. She already had a mental illness, and this incident had only worsened her condition. He wondered if she would be alright, so he asked his beautiful foster mother.

"She's fine. She was just frightened. She slept it off last night and is completely back to normal this morning. She was actually very worried about you. If I hadn't stopped her, she probably would have come along!"

Xia Jingmei smiled gently, comforting him.

Hearing this, He Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief. What followed was a long period of boredom. He learned about his injuries and, upon hearing he would need to stay in the hospital for ten days, he was truly devastated. How could someone like him endure loneliness? So he found ways to pass the time on his small mobile phone.

Xia Jingmei cared about He Ming, but as a director of a large company, she couldn't possibly abandon her work to stay in the hospital every day. After two days, she had to shift her focus back to work. Su Xue, being a doctor, couldn't prioritize her fiancé's needs over her personal life. Therefore, the burden of caring for He Ming ultimately fell on Xia Jingyi.

He Ming initially didn't think much of it, but when he needed to use the restroom on the first evening, he suddenly realized the awkwardness. The doctor had instructed him that due to his wound, he couldn't move too much and needed assistance.

If he asked Su Xue for help, she was already off work and wouldn't come specifically for this. Asking a nurse was no different from asking Xia Jingyi.

"Uh, Auntie, I need to use the restroom!"

He Ming struggled for a while, finally unable to hold it any longer, and had to say it.

"Oh, okay, um, big or small?"

Xia Jingyi smiled gently, showing no sign of discomfort.

"Little one!"

He Ming's reply was almost inaudible. Although he was no longer a little boy, his indulgence was limited to the women he had been with. As for others, he was still quite shy.

"Oh, there's something to catch it down there. Let me help you up!"

Xia Jingmei pulled a urinal from under the bed and then reached out to help He Ming up.

He Ming struggled to sit up. Because his wound was healing, it was both painful and itchy, making him extremely uncomfortable. Sometimes he even wondered if his intestines would suddenly fall out.

He Ming finally managed to sit on the edge of the bed, but then he was at a loss. On one hand, he was racking his brains about how to take off his pants, and on the other hand, he was struggling with how to ask Xia Jingyi to leave. But before he could make a decision...

Xia Jingyi grabbed He Ming's pants and pulled them off in a flash, without any hesitation. She seemed completely oblivious to the man's object that was now in front of her pretty face, and then said, "Okay, now you can take care of it yourself!"

Even though He Ming was a man, he was starting to feel the strain, but he couldn't keep going on like this. So, he reluctantly began to relieve himself. If an ordinary person had seen him like this, they probably would have thought he had kidney deficiency.

Of course, during this process, he couldn't help but steal glances at Xia Jingyi by the bedside. He noticed that she wasn't as natural as she seemed; one cheek was turned to the side, revealing a hint of embarrassment and a blush.

It was embarrassing at first, but after a few times, it became natural. For the next few days, he relied entirely on Xia Jingyi for these matters.

He Ming never expected that his first meeting with this aunt would be so "intimate." A strange feeling began to mix with desire. Desire—the possessiveness one has for something one loves.

School registration had already begun, but fortunately, Xia Jingmei was taking care of him. After a whole week in the hospital, He Ming had recovered to about 70-80%, but this abstinent life was driving him crazy.

That night, Su Xue stayed to take care of him. This was a rare opportunity; it was the middle of the night, and in a private room, who would disturb him?

Su Xue sat on the edge of the bed, gently wiping He Ming's cheeks. In truth, he could easily handle these problems now, but the woman was still worried.

Looking at that gentle face, He Ming couldn't resist. He pulled her into his arms and began a passionate kiss, his right hand eagerly caressing her full, tender breasts, kneading and rubbing them vigorously.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy? You're a patient!"

Su Xue finally managed to break free from the bear hug and said.

"I know my own condition. I'm almost fully recovered. The doctor said I could be discharged in ten days, and that time is almost up. What problems could there be?"

He Ming said, his hands still roaming over his beautiful wife's burning body.

"But this is a hospital!"

Su Xue said, blushing.

"What time is it now? This is a private room; no one will disturb us. Wife, I've been going crazy for so many days, please!"

He Ming pleaded.

Su Xue's heart softened, and she carefully locked the door before turning back, saying with concern, "Alright, I'll let you off easy, you lecher. But remember, you're a patient, not fully recovered yet, so be careful..."

Her words were cut short by a soft "Mmm..." as He Ming sealed her lips with his.

He Ming's strong arm held Su Xue's waist tightly, his hot lips and tongue beginning to caress her cheeks and earlobes.

"So good... kiss... kiss my lips..." The gradual movement of his lips and tongue aroused Su Xue's dissatisfaction. She began to command He Ming, pouting her lips near his.

"Hehe..." He Ming chuckled lewdly, seemingly unperturbed by her bossiness. He obediently covered her mouth with his own, his hot tongue plunging into her sweet oral cavity, licking every inch of her mouth, hooking her tongue, and intertwining and sucking.

"Mmm...okay..." Su Xue breathed softly, her almond-shaped eyes still glistening with moisture, her cheeks flushed an alluring blush, her tongue entwined with his, and glistening saliva, which she couldn't swallow in time, slid down from the corner of her mouth.

He Ming's large hand also moved down imperceptibly, gently lifting the hem of the girl's skirt, slowly caressing the edge of her panties. The thin panties were already damp, and he gently probed the indentation under the panties with his fingers, rubbing the slight depression through the fabric, kneading it back and forth a few times, until his fingers were covered with sweet, sticky fluid.

"Mmm..." Su Xue hummed softly, the thin fabric rubbing against her sensitive labia as he caressed her, making her feel even more comfortable, yet also more restless...

He Ming's fingers rubbed her tender labia through her panties, then he impatiently removed Su Xue's nurse's uniform and her white lace bra, instantly revealing a pair of full breasts. He shifted his head and lowered his head, tightly taking one of her already coveted nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting hard.

"Ah..." Su Xue couldn't resist his teasing, unable to resist slightly twisting her soft body, yearning for more, even arching her upper body to bring her nipple closer to his mouth. Her

snow-white breasts swayed gently with her movements, the pink buds trembling, like newly ripened fruit, tempting to be picked.

He licked them lightly with his tongue, tasting the woman's smooth and fragrant flavor, sighing with satisfaction, but she hummed softly in dissatisfaction, emitting a soft protest.

"No...it's so itchy..." Su Xue felt that such biting and caressing were not enough to relieve the heat in her body, but she didn't know what she wanted. She could only sway her slender waist gently so that he could rub her delicate little hole more hard.

Seeing her impatient look, He Ming chuckled softly again, "Wife, are you still not satisfied? Then I'll try even harder, hmm?"

After saying that, He Ming couldn't help but lower his head, open his mouth and take her soft, white, and tempting breast into his mouth, sucking on the slippery flesh and making lewd sounds. Then he took the pink, erect nipple into his mouth, first circling it with his tongue, and then sucking hard.

While sucking on the sweet nipple, his big hands did not let go of the other soft and slippery breast. His fingers rubbed the snowy flesh hard, his index and thumb pinching the nipple together, pulling and playing with it along with the force of the sucking, making the nipple bloom into a bright red, just like the one in his mouth.

Meanwhile, the hand that had been kneading outside her panties didn't stop its assault, relentlessly rubbing her sensitive vulva with its fingers until more fluid overflowed, soaking the small patch of fabric between her legs and filling the room with a captivating feminine scent.

"Mmm...ah..." With every sensitive spot on her body being played with by this wicked He Ming, Su Xue couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan. Her fair and delicate skin gradually turned a light rose color, like a budding flower suddenly blooming into a vibrant rose.

"Wife, does it feel good..."

Su Xue's sweet moans stimulated He Ming, igniting an even more intense desire. Inhaling her faint fragrance, he felt his throat suddenly dry. Simply sucking and kissing her wasn't enough; he wanted more.

His fiery lips and tongue enveloped the already sucked, bright red nipple, slowly licking downwards. His warm, wet kisses landed on the snow-white abdomen, leaving delicate marks, gradually sweeping across the flat, white belly, finally reaching the long-awaited tender opening.

He Ming deeply inhaled the fragrant scent of the opening and sighed contentedly.

The girl's white panties were already soaked, the thin cotton fabric clinging tightly to her bulging opening, deeply enticing He Ming's gaze. He couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and gently licking through the wet fabric.

"Ah..." The sudden stimulation made Su Xue tremble slightly.

Her reaction seemed to greatly please He Ming, who chuckled softly. Su Xue could almost feel the vibrations caused by his laughter on her opening, and she couldn't help but tremble even more violently; even her opening seemed to twitch slightly.

Gazing at the slightly trembling, alluring vulva, imagining the exquisite sensations within, He Ming's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. He gently exhaled a breath of hot air, which landed on the outside of the vulva.

"Ah..." Su Xue groaned, scalded by the hot breath, her small hands instinctively reaching to touch the damp panties.

"Wet, sticky, so uncomfortable..." The damp panties clung to her delicate, sensitive labia, but He Ming's hands aroused even more nectar. Su Xue twisted her body, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Hehe..." He Ming chuckled softly again, his magnetic voice surprisingly hoarse, "Hehe, let me do it."

He gently brushed aside Su Xue's small hand, which was trying to pull down her panties, and with a swift tug, pulled them off without hesitation.

Her delicate, pink vulva was finally fully revealed before him, her tender labia covered with a layer of glistening, translucent fluid, emitting a faint fragrance.

"So beautiful..." The sight before him made He Ming swallow hard. He lowered his head, took one of her tender labia into his mouth, and gently licked it with his tongue, then slowly sucked, making smacking sounds, as if he were drinking the sweetest nectar in the world.

"Ah...no..." Without the fabric to obstruct her view, the licking and sucking were even more stimulating. Su Xue felt both comfortable and numb, letting out unbearable moans.

He Ming ignored her discomfort and licked even more vigorously, sucking so hard that Su Xue's already sensitive vulva contracted incessantly, causing even more fluid to overflow.

"So sweet...so fragrant..." He Ming licked it once, then licked his lips, sucking in the drool that dripped from the corner of his mouth. He seemed to love the sweet taste. He lowered his head and gently licked the trembling labia with his tongue, even deliberately biting them lightly with his teeth.

"Ah..." The tender labia couldn't withstand the gentle bites, and Su Xue trembled even more violently. Instinctively, she wanted to close her legs to avoid the sweet but tingling bites.

He Ming chuckled, not letting her close her legs, but instead using his large hands to spread them even wider.

His fingers parted the pink labia, watching the inner walls contract incessantly, and the small clitoris hidden inside peeked out slightly, trembling gently, further arousing his desire.

He Ming inserted a finger as if mesmerized, and it was tightly sucked in after only a small part of his fingertip. "So tight..." he said hoarsely, slowly pushing his finger in, finding the trembling clitoris, and gently rubbing it with his slightly rough fingertip.

"No..." The tender little flesh couldn't withstand his teasing. Waves of tingling sensations surged up, bringing more stimulation, yet mixed with a trace of pain, leaving the dazed Su Xue unable to distinguish between pain and pleasure.

"No? You're sucking so tightly and you still say no?" He inserted another finger, bringing the two together to pinch the alluring clitoris, gently pulling and tugging, causing Su Xue to wriggle her small body slightly.

Watching her youthful body writhe under his fingers, He Ming felt a surge of pride. His fingers began to move more aggressively in and out of her tight opening, stirring the fluids within.

"Ah..." Waves of pleasure washed over her. Su Xue arched her back, biting her lip, instinctively swaying her slender waist in rhythm with his fingers.

His fingers were sucked tightly, her delicate labia opening and closing with each movement, abundant fluids overflowing as his fingers stirred, soaking her snow-white thighs.

The alluring sight captivated He Ming's gaze. He couldn't resist lowering his head, withdrawing his fingers, and extending his tongue, probing into that enchanting passage.

"Ah!" Feeling something warm and wet probing her vagina, Su Xue gasped and opened her eyes to see him burying his face in her inner thighs, his tongue probing inside her.

"No... ah..." Su Xue tensed up, her vagina contracting and gripping his tongue tightly. Both of them groaned together.

He Ming closed his eyes tightly, enjoying the sensation of his tongue being sucked in. His lower abdomen throbbed with a burning desire to penetrate her. However

, seeing Su Xue's ecstatic state, he couldn't bear to stop. He suppressed his intense lust and slowly pushed his tongue into her sweet flower cave, rubbing and teasing it with his tongue tip.

"Mmm...ah...so good..." The little fleshy bead, which had been just a pointed tip, had hardened under his caresses, blooming a bright red color. Sweet juices flowed continuously from the flower cave, gradually wetting his chin.

He even inserted another finger, his finger moving back and forth with his tongue, stirring the tender, tight flesh walls, causing the tender flesh to contract faster and flow out more nectar.

"Ah...give it to me...I want it..." Driven by desire, Su Xue's soft voice was tinged with a sob. She was overwhelmed by the torturous pleasure, a fierce tide of passion engulfing her, making her involuntarily want more and more.

He Ming ignored her pleas, his tongue and fingers working together, thrusting deep inside, then withdrawing sharply, then thrusting in again, then withdrawing again, faster and faster...so fast that she could hardly react. Gradually, her mind became hazy, her consciousness soaring to the clouds...

"Ah...ah...so fast...slow down...waaaah..." Finally unable to withstand the overwhelming pleasure, Su Xue's lips trembled, and after a high-pitched moan, she let out a sobbing cry.

Her private parts, teased by He Ming to the point of ecstasy, felt as if the tender flesh inside her vagina was being burned. "Ah...I can't take it anymore..." The fine, dense flames burning on her body slowly descended, rolling down like a tide, surging from her lower abdomen, as if something was about to burst forth...

"Ah...you...you get out...it's coming out...it's coming out..." Su Xue screamed, her small hands trying to push away He Ming's head, which was buried between her legs.

He Ming, who had been teasing Su Xue's vulva with his lips, tongue, and fingers, naturally felt the rushing fluid. Instead of pulling away, he opened his mouth wide, tightly blocking the sweet passage, and flicked his fingers inside several times.

Su Xue's vulva convulsed violently from the sudden stimulation; the girl, whose body was tense, could no longer endure the pleasure. The tightly clenched vagina finally lost its grip, and the vaginal fluid gushed out.

Even though He Ming tried to block it with his lips and tongue, he couldn't taste all the nectar; some sprayed onto his face and body, making them soaking wet.

He Ming licked the fluid off his face bit by bit, his expression indescribably wicked.

Su Xue had just experienced an intensely pleasurable climax, but she felt even hotter and itchier. Her vagina, which had just released vaginal fluid, was still twitching, sending waves of irritating itching through her, making her want to be filled.

"Give...give me...I feel so bad..." Her large almond-shaped eyes filled with tears, Su Xue murmured helplessly.

"Good wife, coming right now..." He Ming sighed helplessly, lowering his head to kiss her eyes, sucking away the trembling tears. His lips and tongue moved downwards, capturing her soft lower lip. His large hands gripped her waist, lifting her trembling little body slightly, aligning her already soaked, tender opening with his already painfully erect penis, and slowly thrusting it in. "Isn't this for you?" ...

Seemingly comfortable with such gentle treatment, Su Xue's tension gradually eased. She lowered her eyes, watching the drops of lustful fluid overflowing from her vagina, yet slowly swallowing the enormous penis. She let out a soft moan of embarrassment, burying her head in He Ming's chest, her body involuntarily twitching.

"Goodness...it's in...so tight..." At the moment of her twitching, He Ming thrust hard again, his burning penis finally engulfed by her vagina. The tight walls of her vagina sucked him in tightly, the pleasurable sensation causing him to let out a muffled groan.

His penis filled the hot, incredibly tight passage completely, reaching its very end. The hot, moist inner walls seemed to want to expel this foreign object, contracting and writhing repeatedly, but instead, they tightly clung to the penis, licking and sucking at the head, making his penis throb uncontrollably inside her, almost...wanting to ejaculate...

"Mmm..." Feeling the burning pain inside her body, and with the thick, throbbing penis still pulsating, Su Xue couldn't help but let out a moan. So hot... Su Xue bit her lip tightly.

He Ming lowered his head and gently used the tip of his tongue to pry open her teeth, asking in a slightly hoarse voice, "Wife, do you want me to move again?"

Su Xue blushed and remained silent, but her body shifted slightly, allowing the large penis to slide even deeper.

Feeling her warm, welcoming opening, He Ming's mind raced with excitement. He could only feel the spot where his penis rested becoming increasingly wet and tight, making his continuous thrusting smoother and more urgent. He released his lips from Su Xue's, watching her pant heavily, and tenderly kissed the tip of her nose, asking, "Is it good?"

Su Xue was still trembling, panting heavily, her face flushed, her eyes tightly closed. "Mmm...I...I...don't...know...ooh..."

He Ming's heart stirred; he felt her opening tremble again, knowing Su Xue must also be experiencing pleasure. He became even more excited, thrusting all the way in, pumping rapidly inside her.

"Mmm..." Seemingly unable to release his overwhelming excitement, He Ming opened his mouth and tightly enveloped Su Xue's small mouth, sucking vigorously.

Su Xue's delicate little tongue tried to dodge, but ultimately couldn't resist his passionate pursuit. Her soft tongue automatically explored his mouth, finding his tongue and entwining with it.

Under He Ming's vigorous thrusting, a slight heat arose within her. Unable to resist, Su Xue also began to move up and down slightly, allowing the burning penis to penetrate deeper into her vagina.

This initiative clearly pleased He Ming, and his kisses on Su Xue's lips and tongue became even more passionate.

The sound of "splashing" came, and Su Xue's vagina, already flowing with lustful fluid with He Ming's thrusting, continuously overflowing with lustful fluid, made their joined parts wet.

"Mmm... ah..." Overwhelmed by the pleasure, her little mouth, enveloped in He Ming's mouth, couldn't help but moan softly. Her small hands tightly gripped He Ming's strong shoulders, their bodies pressed tightly together. Her full breasts rubbed against He Ming's chest with each up-and-down movement, her sensitive nipples already blooming like flowers.

"Ugh...mmm...deeper...it's so itchy..." Once again dominated by desire, the girl forgot her shame and moaned pitifully.

"Haha, you've got a taste..." Su Xue's pleas clearly pleased He Ming, a joyful light shining in his dark eyes. His penis thrust even harder into her vagina, the "slap slap slap" sounds of lewd slapping mingling with the "plop plop" sounds of thrusting, filling the room with a wave of lust.

"Ah...so good...ah..." Su Xue couldn't help but twist her waist and moan, her sweaty hair clinging tightly to her rosy cheeks, her small mouth slightly open, revealing a captivating allure she had never shown before.

Hearing her moans, He Ming thrust even harder into her vagina, each entry slamming into her clitoris, causing her vagina to contract sensitively, gripping his thick penis even tighter.

This vigorous thrusting successfully stimulated Su Xue's desire, her tight vagina contracting incessantly, gripping his penis tightly with each thrust.

"Mmm...it's sucking so tight...it's practically biting me off...do you want it that much?" He Ming said in a hoarse voice, his penis thrusting even faster, each stroke feeling like he was going to ravage her vagina. The force of his thrusts caused the vaginal fluids deep inside to spray out with each stroke.

"Ah...ah..." Su Xue's mouth parted slightly, the pleasurable sensation making her unable to swallow. The glistening fluids slowly stretched into silvery threads, sliding down her cheeks.

"Is it good, wife?" He Ming lowered his head, biting her white, fragrant shoulder, asking in a muffled voice.

"Mmm...ah...good...so good..." The slight pain from the biting made her body even more numb, her vagina burning hot from the stimulation. Su Xue no longer knew what he was asking, and could only obediently answer according to her instincts.

"Really? Then I'll give you even more pleasure..." He Ming roared, his penis thrusting harder and harder into her vagina, even deliberately rotating in an arc to rub against her tender flesh before penetrating deeply, turning the lustful fluid flowing from Su Xue's vaginal opening into a white foam.

"No... ah... um..." A wave of ecstasy washed over Su Xue, she helplessly shook her head, her vagina began to convulse uncontrollably, her whole body went numb...

"Ah... no..." She couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't hold on any longer...

With a soft cry, abundant fluid gushed out, rushing straight towards the penis that was still thrusting inside her... Su Xue couldn't hold on any longer and went limp, but He Ming's hot hands quickly enveloped her soft, snowy buttocks, continuing to thrust forcefully.

After a moment, he withdrew his penis, holding the steaming hot shaft, and methodically and slowly rotated the glans, gently patting Su Xue's reddened little opening, grinding it as tenderly as grinding ink. His lips also carefully kissed Su Xue's face, her arched eyebrows, her bright eyes veiled with moisture, her pert little nose, her sensitive little earlobes... even down her delicate collarbone, kissing her firm, snow-white

, soft breasts... This kiss was unusually gentle. Her tender nipples were held in He Ming's warm mouth, sucked and bitten, while her other smooth breast was held in his long, slender hand, kneading it forcefully back and forth...

Meanwhile, his hot, veiny penis lingered at the entrance, sliding up and down and left and right, again and again, the large glans occasionally pushing in a little before immediately withdrawing, drawing circles at the entrance.

As he teased her like this, Su Xue's sensitive labia involuntarily contracted, and another gush of vaginal fluid surged from deep within her, wetting her inner thighs and flowing down her legs to her ankles…

After her orgasm, her previously burning vagina slowly began to itch, and He Ming's penis, rubbing back and forth at the entrance, transformed this itch into desire. She began to long for him to enter her quickly, to use his penis to dispel the unbearable itch inside her vagina.

Slowly, Su Xue even began to unconsciously thrust her buttocks, chasing the friction of his hot penis.

Noticing Su Xue's movements, a glint flashed in He Ming's eyes.

Su Xue's head tilted back weakly, her slightly open, hazy eyes filled with tears of desire. "Good husband... come in... I feel uncomfortable..."

He Ming inserted the front half of his thick penis into her secret cave again. The copious amount of lubricating fluid from her vagina was the best lubricant. With each thrust, there was a "plop" sound. Su Xue's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and a blush rose on her face.

"Good wife, does your husband's penis feel good inside you?"

"Mmm..." Su Xue moaned, drawing out the sound.

Just then, looking into Su Xue's hazy eyes, He Ming suddenly thrust the remaining half of his penis into her narrow, tight vagina.

"Ah..." The sudden tightness made both of them cry out in pleasure.

The huge penis was completely squeezed into Su Xue's narrow passage, rubbing and pressing against the layers of folds on the inner walls, impacting her tender, slippery vagina.

Su Xue felt his enormous penis penetrate her entire body, filling her completely from head to toe. With each thrust, an indescribable pleasure gradually rose from their point of union, spreading to every limb.

"Mmm... Wife... Your pussy is so tight... It feels so good..." He Ming groaned softly, slowly and directly thrusting back and forth into Su Xue's pussy. The

"plop, plop" sounds of his penis entering echoed in the room, the woman's delicate moans mingling with He Ming's heavy breathing.

Su Xue's pussy was constantly leaking fluids from the intense stimulation, splashing onto their point of union with He Ming's thrusts, making the area enveloping his enormous penis increasingly wet.

"Mmm... Ah..." Su Xue was struck by the force of He Ming's thrusts; with each thrust, her graceful body almost lifted off the bed, but the pleasure also increased, and she couldn't help but let out alluring moans from her red lips.

In the instant her body arched, Su Xue saw where she and her husband had joined together. One glance was enough for her to see clearly, and one glance was enough to make her blush crimson. His

enormous penis was fully inserted into her small, delicate opening, stretched to its widest point. Her pink vulva barely contained his purplish-red penis, leaving only the two scrotums containing the testicles pressed tightly against her small opening…

Su Xue even thought that if it weren't so small that it couldn't hold it all, the little man would probably have stuffed the two scrotums containing the testicles inside as well…

Her wet, hot vulva involuntarily spasmed and contracted as the penis entered, sucking tightly, making He Ming feel a kind of squeezed pain, yet also an intense, almost unbearable pleasure.

Such tightness… such heat… such ecstasy… He Ming couldn’t help but let out a long, comfortable sigh. “Wife, lift your legs and wrap them around my waist…”

In a daze, Su Xue tried to lift her thighs, but even that one movement caused both of them to groan simultaneously. The movement of her thighs triggered her vagina, which responded by contracting forcefully, gripping the penis inserted inside.

Fortunately, Su Xue’s thighs were already wrapped around He Ming’s strong waist. Her fair and slender thighs, He Ming’s bronze back, and their tightly intertwined vaginas and penises… This scene stimulated He Ming’s eyes to redden, and his penis seemed to grow even larger inside her. He thrust rapidly, pounding into Su Xue’s vagina even more violently.

Su Xue felt unbearably full, her vagina burning as if it were about to burst. She could even clearly feel the fine lines on that huge penis, the protrusions pressed tightly against her sensitive walls. Even the slightest movement she made could cause those lines to move, making both of them groan simultaneously.

His large, soft glans pressed hard against her clitoris, as if trying to penetrate her vagina and pull her entirely onto his shaft.

Her clitoris, again and again, released copious amounts of vaginal fluid, moistening the passage through which his penis roamed, and wetting his penis as well, making their intercourse smoother. The

tight layers of tender flesh inside her vagina gripped him tightly, yet so slippery and welcoming. Her small vagina, barely large enough to hold a finger, now freely swallowed and released his penis, many times larger than a finger.

He Ming could clearly feel Su Xue's love juices overflowing with each thrust, her grip tightening more and more violently. "Is it comfortable, wife..." As he withdrew his penis, he savored the lingering warmth of Su Xue's tight inner walls, gently thrusting in and out.

"Mmm...husband...don't go out...I want more..." Su Xue moaned, thinking He Ming was about to leave when he pulled out. Her vaginal opening, like a small mouth, clung tightly, trying to hold on.

"Hehe, it seems my darling has tasted it...how could I bear to leave? I haven't had enough yet...how could I leave...darling, look at your little mouth down there, it doesn't want me to leave, it's opening and closing, trying to hold me back..." He Ming said, thrusting his body forward and penetrating her completely again.

"Ah...husband...ah..." Su Xue cried out shyly, "No...don't say that...ah...it's so hot...so big...husband...it's so good..."

Her soft body undulated under the intense thrusting, her small hands gripping the sheets tightly, as if she could barely bear the passion.

"Hmm..." He Ming's breath tightened as the constantly wriggling and sucking vagina aroused him, and his penis swelled up again. A tingling pleasure rose from his tailbone, causing him to slap Su Xue's fair and tender buttocks. "What a slut... that little mouth down there... um... it can even bite... biting her husband and not letting go... oh... baby... suck tighter... um... ah..."

Su Xue's buttocks were suddenly slapped, which startled her. Her vagina instinctively tightened even more, gripping He Ming's penis tightly, making it almost impossible for him to thrust.

Unable to contain his pleasure, He Ming grabbed Su Xue's firm, tender breasts with both hands, roughly kneading them and occasionally pinching and pulling her already swollen nipples. "Oh...so good...don't squeeze so tight...I'm about to cum from your tightness..."

He suddenly lifted his hips, forcefully pulling his thick penis out of her vagina, leaving only the large, soft head lodged at the entrance. Then, as Su Xue nervously twisted her body, he suddenly pressed down, thrusting his penis back into her tender vagina, slamming into her delicate clitoris...

"Ah...no...too deep..." Su Xue moaned helplessly.

"Isn't it better if it's deeper, hmm?...You'll be begging for it to go even deeper later..." He Ming smiled wickedly, not slowing down the speed and force of his thrusts.

As He Ming's movements became increasingly rapid, his purple penis was fully inserted into her delicate vagina, then pulled out halfway before plunging back in completely... The two testicles beneath the shaft slapped against Su Xue's white, upturned buttocks with each thrust, making a "slap, slap" sound, accompanied by the "plop, plop" sounds of flesh rubbing against the tender flesh inside her vagina—so lewd...

"Husband...no...don't, don't say...ah..." Su Xue blushed at He Ming's lewd words, protesting shyly, but He Ming answered with a powerful, deep thrust into her core.

"...Mmm...fuck...fuck you to death..." He Ming roared excitedly, his lower body moving in and out rapidly.

At this moment, Su Xue was completely limp from his fucking, especially with each deep thrust, slamming into the depths of her vagina, even deeper than her core, bringing wave after wave of tingling numbness and intense pleasure.

The overwhelming pleasure caused her vagina, which was still not used to the thrusting of the huge penis, to secrete a continuous stream of sweet, lustful fluid. With each thrust of He Ming's penis, her vagina became increasingly wet, even wetting his penis and the scrotum beneath it...

"Ah...husband...my vagina feels so full...ah...mmm...my vagina feels so swollen..." Su Xue's watery, seductive eyes were already hazy, and her moans were incoherent and lewd, "Mmm...ah...faster...husband..."

"Mmm...baby...I'll do as you wish, fuck, fuck you to death!" He Ming gritted his teeth and growled, all his muscles tensed, his powerful buttocks pounding hard, increasing the speed, each thrust like a pile driver, his purplish-red penis covered in the lustful nectar from her vagina, making a slapping sound with each thrust. "Listen, your little mouth down there is still making little noises...is it because your husband is fucking you..."

Streams of nectar poured down, forming a wet patch at the entrance of her vagina, the wet and sticky sound of his penis thrusting in and out creating a lewd atmosphere, He Ming couldn't help but let out bursts of panting, his engorged penis forcefully thrusting in, all the way to the soft cervix, rotating slightly, causing Su Xue beneath him to let out a soft moan that was almost a cry, then under the tight grip of the flesh inside her vagina, he suddenly and violently pulled out, until the entrance, rotating slightly, then thrusting in again with even more ferocious speed...

"Husband..." Su Xue was like a small boat in a storm, only able to cry out helplessly, passionate tears already streaming down her face.

Not satisfied, He Ming continued thrusting, prying open her vulva with one hand, clearly seeing the honey-drenched opening. As he thrust, the pink flesh of her vulva turned out, only to be pulled back in, its erotic beauty fueling his passion.

His thrusts grew faster and more violent, and Su Xue's breathing and moans intensified.

"Mmm...mmm...so big...ah...husband...so comfortable...mmm...so good...I...I can't take it anymore..." In the heat of passion, Su Xue had long lost her composure, crying out lewdly under He Ming's thrusts, writhing wantonly, her legs tightly wrapped around He Ming's waist.

"Baby...bear with it...wait for your husband to come...mmm...your little mouth is so tight...so good at sucking..." He Ming uttered obscene words, thrusting rapidly, his taut scrotum slapping against the little girl's buttocks with a suggestive "slap, slap."

The small room was filled with the sounds of splashing water and slapping from the point of intercourse.

"Ah...uh...husband...ah...I really can't take it anymore...ah..." Su Xue cried out incessantly as she was relentlessly thrust into, her vagina contracting tighter and tighter with each thrust. "Ah...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

Her vagina continued to contract, convulsing uncontrollably, and gushing out large amounts of vaginal fluid, drenching He Ming's still-working penis.

"Ah...ah ah..." Overwhelmed by the accumulating pleasure, Su Xue screamed, her vagina convulsing uncontrollably. The gushing nectar poured directly onto the still-erect penis. With each violent thrust, the gushing nectar, pounded by the purplish-red penis, slowly splattered into tiny white bubbles, splashing everywhere and covering the pubic hair where the two were joined...

"Mmm...baby...ah mmm...your little cunt is so tight...ah...so horny...it's going to break me..." He Ming thrust hard, his exposed soft scrotum stretched to a hard, round shape, slapping against Su Xue's white buttocks with a resounding slap.

In the throes of orgasm, Su Xue felt the penis still thrusting violently inside her. "Husband...ah...no more...it's going to...mmm...it's going to break..."

"Right away... I'll cum for you right away... you little slut... ah..." He Ming continued to thrust in and out forcefully. After dozens of thrusts, he suddenly plunged into the deepest part of the little girl's body. He Ming finally couldn't hold back and let out a low roar, ejaculating thick semen, which shot hard into the cervix deep inside her flower, scalding Su Xue and causing her to convulse again...

Chapter 232 Shen Yuru gave birth to a daughter

. He Ming was discharged from the hospital and rested at home for another week. Xia Jingyi and her mother stayed until he was fully recovered before leaving Jiangzhou City. After that, the house returned to its usual quiet. His main tasks every day, besides going to school, were studying hypnosis.

It was fortunate that Meng Lei didn't suffer any accidents from that fright. Seeing that she had fully recovered, Old Man Fang was also preparing to leave.

He Ming was indeed reluctant to part with Old Man Fang, not out of sentimentality, but because he wanted to learn more about hypnosis techniques. His most pressing need was to learn this skill; once he was confident, he would first retrieve his own photos. Without leverage against him, other matters would be less urgent and completely under control.

He Ming wasn't a god; he couldn't be a genius in every aspect. After studying for so long, he still couldn't perform true hypnosis; at most, he could only make people lose their senses. Using this half-baked skill against others was risky; failure was minor, but if his trump card was exposed, he would definitely regret it.

Hypnosis wasn't a panacea; Old Man Fang had mentioned that "anti-hypnosis" existed.

Old Man Fang still left Jiangzhou. Meng Lei, fully recovered, didn't seek another place but stayed at He Ming's house. She said she wanted to repay his great kindness by doing housework, without asking for a single penny. Judging from her plans, she clearly wasn't going to stop after just a day or two.

Although even if she worked as a part-time cleaner for ten years, she still wouldn't be able to pay off the debt financially, Xia Jingmei was clearly not the type to take advantage of others. So, she threatened in a firm tone that if she didn't want her salary, she only had one option: to leave.

Of course, she wasn't just threatening; in the following days, she took on all the housework, practically sidelining Meng Lei.

Meng Lei had no choice but to compromise in the end. They had another cold war over the amount of her salary, finally settling on 1,000 yuan.

This situation was truly bizarre: the employer desperately wanted to increase the salary, while the part-time cleaner was actively trying to lower it—the roles were completely reversed. If someone unaware of the truth saw this, they would definitely think Meng Lei was the owner of the villa.

Two months of peaceful life passed, and He Ming busied himself opening his third factory. Now, his bank account had successfully recovered to over eight figures, and his subordinates numbered over a hundred—a truly astonishing number. Working together meant unified action and being available at a moment's notice; even some large organizations couldn't necessarily muster so many people at once.

With the factory matters settled, He Ming faced one of the most important events of his life—becoming a father. Shen Yuru was nearing her due date.

Although there were still more than ten days until then, He Ming dared not be careless and quickly took Shen Yuru to the Second Municipal Hospital. Why not the Central Hospital? Unless he was

deliberately trying to kill himself. From then on, he had one more thing to do every day: he would visit her at the hospital every noon and evening. The excitement in his heart kept him in a constant state of euphoria.

Finally, the exciting moment arrived. One afternoon, the hospital called: Shen Yuru had given birth to a daughter.

He Ming was overjoyed and trembling slightly in class, looking like he had a seizure. Before school was even over, he lied and rushed to the hospital like a madman.

Holding his daughter and grasping Shen Yuru's pale hand, He Ming felt a mix of emotions. He truly loved being a father, but undeniably, he felt somewhat lost and unprepared. After all, he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Of course, in ancient times, girls of that age would mostly be mothers.

He Ming loved the child in his arms. He had no preference for sons over daughters; on the contrary, he felt daughters were quieter, easier to raise, and wouldn't require too much effort in the future. Besides, many people around him shared his thoughts.

Of course, all of this was thanks to the woman in his bed who had endured so much pain as a mother, daughter, and in spirit. Therefore, the tenderness in his heart grew stronger. Although he had liked her before, he always felt there was a perverse fondness for the "mature woman" quality mixed in. He always treated Shen Yuru as a woman older than him, and while protecting her was a matter of course, he could never bring himself to truly care for her. Now, however, it was different. The woman in his bed was simply a wife, a wife, weaker than him. As a man, he had to cherish and love her.

"Xiaoyu."

This was the name the two decided on for their child, actually choosing a character from the mother's name. He Ming thought it was perfect; adding his own surname would take into account both parents' names.

After becoming a father, He Ming's demeanor changed drastically. He became much more mature and diligent, which pleased Xia Jingmei, who remained oblivious to the situation.

Half a month later, after the initial excitement of fatherhood subsided, He Ming's daily routine remained unchanged. Besides teaching, he would visit Shen Yuru at the hospital in the afternoon and evening, and then attend tutoring classes in the evening.

A week later, Shen Yuru was finally discharged from the hospital. After recuperating for half a month, she couldn't wait to go back to see Wang Yuxin. To be honest, she understood that in this absurd relationship, the one who suffered the most was her eldest daughter.

However, because her younger daughter was too young, even with a nanny's help, she couldn't leave Shen Yuru alone. Therefore, she only stayed for a morning before having to leave again under the pretext of a business trip. However, she knew that her figure had basically recovered and there were no obvious flaws, so she promised to go back every week.

Time passed slowly, and three more months went by. It was July. He Ming had been in Taoyuan District for over a year, and his junior high school years were over. He didn't have many thoughts about it. Today, all he could think about was making love with Shen Yuru.

To be honest, he only won Shen Yuru's heart after she became pregnant, but by then it was basically impossible for him to be completely uninhibited. As for their first time, she was in a dazed state and couldn't cooperate at all, so he always felt a little regretful.

He Ming had even looked up some information, saying that women can generally resume intercourse two months after childbirth. Although he was quite capable in that area, he wouldn't be so selfish for his woman. Now that it was over three months, it was time to fulfill his dream.

He Ming deliberately chose a Saturday evening, lying that he was going to a classmate's house and would be staying overnight, to ask Xia Jingmei for leave. Then he went straight to Shen Yuru and her son's rented apartment.

The nanny was still there, so He Ming had to hold back.

The nanny, an older woman, still didn't know the relationship between the two, but she probably had some doubts. The relationship between the aunt and nephew was a bit too close, otherwise why would she visit every few days?

Shen Yuru was a woman who cared about her appearance, so after recovering from childbirth, she maintained a certain amount of exercise every day, so her figure hadn't changed at all. Moreover, because of breastfeeding, her breasts were even more impressive than before, truly a sight to behold. Among the women He Ming knew, in terms of size alone, they were among the best, probably only Li Suya and Xia Jingyi, who were relatively older, could rival them.

She was dressed simply today, seemingly for the convenience of breastfeeding, wearing a relatively loose light pink low-cut t-shirt that revealed a large expanse of snow-white skin. Her breasts pushed against the fabric, forming an exaggerated arc, with two clearly visible protrusions at the top. The full, fleshy mounds pressed together, creating a half-exposed, deep cleavage. Coupled with her soothing the child, her face radiated maternal warmth, which ignited He Ming's lust.

Finally, after the nanny left, He Ming was about to seize the opportunity to take advantage of her when his daughter started crying. He quickly took her out of the stroller and tried desperately to soothe her, but the little one wouldn't cooperate, continuing to wail.

"She's probably hungry, give her to me!"

Shen Yuru was naturally happy that He Ming doted on his daughter, but breastfeeding was something she had to do herself. So she took the child and, oblivious to everyone else, lifted the thin t-shirt. In an instant, her breasts sprang out, making He Ming's eyes widen and drool slightly.

The little one was indeed hungry, slurping the sweet milk and quieting down.

The desire in He Ming's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hazy look, as he thought of his own mother. Perhaps he too had been held in that warm embrace, suckling sweet milk when he was first brought out.

"I wonder what this milk tastes like!"

He Ming murmured involuntarily.

"You're not a child anymore, still asking such questions!"

Shen Yuru scoffed, but seeing He Ming's expression, she suddenly realized she knew the young man's past and felt a pang of pity, falling silent.

The daughter, suckling at the breast, finally drifted off to sleep again. Shen Yuru didn't lower her clothes; her full breasts covered the fabric securely, swaying slightly with her movements—it was incredibly alluring. She put the daughter back in the stroller, then sat down next to He Ming, pointing to her chest and saying, "Come on, didn't you want to try some? I have plenty of breast milk!"

He Ming froze instantly. His pure feelings vanished, replaced by lust. He slowly leaned closer.

His lips finally touched the bright red nipple, gently taking it in, then tentatively sucking. A liquid rolled into his mouth.

"Is this breast milk?"

He Ming wondered. To be honest, breast milk, to an adult's taste buds, wasn't exactly delicious. While sweet, it had a slightly fishy smell. However, due to his psychological state, he didn't actually care about the taste; he was only interested in the sensation. So he suckled greedily.

"Ah!"

Shen Yuru couldn't withstand such vigorous sucking. A strong tingling sensation shot through her nipples, like an electric shock, sending her soul soaring to the heavens. She instinctively tried to stop him, but she had no strength left.

He Ming excitedly grasped Shen Yuru's full, jade-like breasts in his hands. He discovered that the beauty's breasts were truly full; one hand could only cover a small portion, and both hands couldn't fully enclose one breast.

In his amazement, he felt the round breast in his hands—soft, elastic, smooth, and warm—a very pleasant sensation. He excitedly pressed and kneaded the breast, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, causing the full, smooth breast to sink and sometimes bulge, the white, tender breast muscles peeking out from between He Ming's fingers.

Looking at the beautiful, adorable pink nipples swaying between his fingers, He Ming swallowed, feeling another urge to suckle.

He Ming lowered his head, burying his face between Shen Yuru's full, fragrant breasts. A sweet milky scent filled his heart, and He Ming's heart fluttered. He used his hot lips to bite Shen Yuru's exposed, trembling, small, round nipple. He took it into his mouth and suckled like a child nursing, large streams of milk flowing into his mouth. He licked the sensitive nipple with his tongue as he suckled, occasionally gently biting it with his teeth.

This made Shen Yuru feel a tingling, itchy sensation in her nipple, and this itch gradually spread throughout her body, a numbing pleasure vibrating through her skin. The desire deep within her heart was aroused. She stroked He Ming's black hair with her slender hands, her fair face flushed, her mouth slightly open, "Ah! Oh! Hmm! Husband, be gentle, it hurts." She moaned softly, her bright red nipple gradually hardening in He Ming's mouth.

Hearing such a seductive moan, He Ming was overcome with lust, his heart pounding. His penis suddenly swelled and became erect, sticking straight up in his pants, which was quite uncomfortable.

Shen Ruru inadvertently witnessed this, and her heart fluttered, her mind went blank, and her lustful desires arose. She felt an itch in her genitals and vulva. Shen Yuru's delicate face flushed, her desire rising, and the moans from her cherry lips grew louder, her breathing becoming heavy. He Ming was also becoming increasingly aroused, his mind wandering, and he sucked and licked her nipples and kneaded her breasts more vigorously.

Suddenly, Shen Yuru wrapped her long, rounded legs around He Ming's buttocks, pressing his buttocks down forcefully, so that his erect penis was pressed tightly against her pubic hair. Her jade buttocks shook rapidly, and she let out a soft moan, "Ah!" A thick, warm vaginal fluid gushed out from her vulva.

"Ah, it's all your fault, my pants are all dirty!"

Shen Yuru said coquettishly.

"Then take them off, since you'll be naked anyway. Instead of me doing it, why don't you do it yourself!" He

Ming said with a lewd grin.

Having been intimate with He Ming for so long, they could be considered an old married couple. Shen Yuru naturally had no more restraint now, so she smiled seductively and gradually took off her clothes, finally pulling down the only thing covering her body—a pink lace-trimmed panty that concealed her private parts.

He Ming's heart pounded as Shen Yuru's panty was pulled down.

Shen Yuru's exquisite, curvaceous, and jade-like body was suddenly presented naked before He Ming's eyes, her spring exuding all its beauty. He Ming's eyes immediately flew towards Shen Yuru's paradise. When his gaze fell on Shen Yuru's pubic hair, which was slightly damp and shiny with vaginal fluid, his heart trembled, a surge of heat rushed to his head, and lust rose.

His limp penis suddenly hardened, its erection pressing against the fabric with increasing discomfort. He quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing his enormous penis, veins bulging, its large glans swollen and red.

Shen Yuru felt a dizzying sensation, her heart pounding, her face flushing, a strange tension, shyness, and panic

washing over her. Overcome with lust, He Ming pounced heavily on Shen Yuru's soft, fragrant, and fair body. The tense and shy Shen Yuru trembled slightly. He Ming lowered his head, his lips meeting her soft, rosy lips, rubbing and kissing them, his tongue gently licking them.

Shen Yuru felt a tingling sensation, her desire awakening, her lips parted slightly, and she breathed softly. He Ming seized the opportunity to slip his tongue into Shen Yuru's fragrant, moist mouth, moving it around like a fish. With each movement, his hard, hot penis rubbed against the inside of her smooth, white thighs.

Shen Yuru felt the hardness and heat of the penis more clearly from the inside of her thighs. Her heart fluttered, and she was consumed by desire. She couldn't help but meet He Ming's tongue with her delicate, fragrant tongue, licking it back.

He Ming also licked Shen Yuru's sweet and delicious tongue, their tongues intertwining intimately. While his tongue was busy, his hands didn't rest either. His left hand grasped Shen Yuru's full, soft, and elastic breasts, kneading them vigorously, while his right hand roamed over her smooth, snow-white, exquisitely shaped body. Finally, his right hand landed on the warm, soft, furry mons pubis at the base of Shen Yuru's thigh, covering and caressing it.

Shen Yuru felt waves of tingling and itching from her breasts and lower body, making her heart pound and her lust surge. She felt as if a thousand ants were crawling and biting all over her body, especially the emptiness and tingling in her lower body, her vaginal fluids flowing freely, making He Ming's hands wet.

Her blood was boiling, as if she were in a raging fire, restless and thirsty.

She took He Ming's tongue into her mouth and sucked on it hungrily, swallowing the saliva from his tongue and mouth as if drinking sweet nectar. He Ming's heart pounded, his mind raced, his lust intensified, and his penis became even more engorged and hard, as if it were about to burst.

Panting, He Ming withdrew his tongue from Shen Yuru's mouth, his starry eyes blazing with desire as he gazed at her, saying, "Wife, I want you."

Shen Yuru, already dizzy and overwhelmed by lust, could no longer resist. Her fair cheeks flushed with a seductive allure, and her clear, watery phoenix eyes shone with a captivating light as she looked at He Ming, saying, "Husband, take me."

He Ming's handsome face flushed crimson as he replied, "Mmm!"

He lowered his head, his lustful gaze radiating a fiery glow that made Shen Yuru's already rosy face blush with an almost intoxicating allure!

Shen Yuru's flawless, mature body, exuding the charm of a ripe peach, possessed an exquisitely beautiful face, crimson lips and a delicate neck, firm, full breasts and rounded, jade-like buttocks. Her proportions were perfect, her skin as smooth as jade and as smooth as cream. Her stunning figure rivaled any beautiful woman, a mature beauty that would make any man's heart flutter

and his desire to possess her irresistible. He Ming's gaze gradually shifted downwards, fixing on Shen Yuru's hidden private parts, which filled him with fantasies and desires. His breathing became quite rapid, his heart pounding, and he thrust his thick, long, and hot penis towards the woman's vagina. As Shen Yuru watched the thick penis enter, her heart pounded with excitement.

He Ming chuckled lewdly, his thick penis gently rubbing against Shen Yuru's lush, grassy vulva. The burning hot

glans made Shen Yuru's flesh itch, igniting her lust and driving her to a fever pitch. Shen Yuru could no longer endure it, and actively pulled He Ming's throbbing, hot penis towards the entrance of her overflowing vulva. He Ming slowly advanced, intending to penetrate the woman's body.

A wave of soft, tingling sensation washed over him, making He Ming feel slightly dizzy with pleasure. He once again pressed the large glans against the center of the two pink and tender labia minora at the entrance of her vulva and began to apply force. The two pink and tender labia minora were slowly forced open by the large, rounded glans. He could see the small opening surrounded by muscles in the center. As he penetrated, the glans, which had gradually expanded into the vulva, was enveloped by the walls of the vulva.

Because Shen Yuru's pubic hair was very thick, the shape of the glans entering the vulva was not clearly visible. As the glans entered, the foreskin covering it gradually rolled down.

He Ming felt the tender flesh of the shallow part of the vagina tightly wrap around the inserted glans. He Ming felt the warm, moist flesh of the vagina enveloping his glans, sending a tingling sensation through him. An indescribable pleasure surged through him, so comfortable that he wanted to thrust all the way in.

So he raised his hard, unusually erect penis and inserted it deep into Shen Yuru's vagina. He felt as if there was a force in the vagina that was pulling his penis straight in.

He Ming slowly thrust in, gradually opening up the tightly closed walls of Shen Yuru's vaginal canyon. Shen Yuru felt the hot, hard penis gradually filling her empty, itchy vagina. Shen Yuru murmured, "Husband, it feels so good, slowly." When the penis was fully inserted, the glans pressed against the clitoris at the bottom of the vagina. Shen Yuru breathed a sigh of relief, her tightly furrowed brows and forehead relaxing as she loosened her grip on the sheets.

He Ming felt his penis, inserted into her enchanting orifice, being completely enveloped by the wet, warm, soft flesh—a sensation of unparalleled comfort. This pleasurable sensation compelled him to thrust his fully inserted penis, reaching the deepest part of her honeyed cave, forcefully into her again. Their lower bodies were pressed tightly together without any gap, yet he continued to push, as if he wished he could also insert his scrotum and testicles, which were still outside her honeyed cave, to share in the exquisite pleasure of this paradise. With

each thrust, he felt a sharp pain deep within Shen Yuru's orifice. Her crescent-shaped brows furrowed, and she looked at He Ming with questioning, watery eyes, moaning, "Hmm! Husband, it's all the way in, why are you still going?"

He Ming felt his glans hit a soft mass of flesh, knowing there was no further way to proceed, and thus he stopped.

Shen Yuru felt He Ming's thick, strong, long, and hot penis completely filling her vagina, making it feel full and swollen, with every part of it touching her. Although there was a slight pain from the fullness, she felt incredibly fulfilled and swollen.

He Ming had only thrust a few times when he felt the soft, warm, and slippery walls of her vagina rubbing against his glans, causing a tingling, intoxicating sensation that instantly surged from his lower body to his mind.

The vagina was warm, and the surrounding flesh tightly scraped against his penis, making his movements incredibly pleasurable. Feeling extremely comfortable, he excitedly began to thrust with all his might.

He Ming's hips moved up and down, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina. Shen Yuru felt every part of her vagina being rubbed during each thrust, and He Ming felt his penis and glans being caressed by the tender flesh of her vagina. Waves of ecstatic pleasure washed over

Shen Yuru like ocean currents, spreading throughout her body. Her pent-up desires from her pregnancy found release tonight, and she indulged in the experience. He Ming, having finally obtained the exquisite flesh he had longed for, reveled in it.

Stimulated by the waves of pleasure, He Ming thrust faster and harder, his breath coming in ragged gasps. This intensified the friction between his penis and the walls of her vagina, creating a breathtaking, surging wave of intense pleasure that overwhelmed both of them.

Shen Yuru swayed her slender waist and swayed her full hips with each thrust. Her fair, delicate cheeks were flushed a vibrant red, as if painted with rouge, radiating springtime allure. Her petal-like lips parted incessantly, her breath sweet as orchids, emitting soft moans that sounded almost like sobs. "Ah! Husband...so good...harder, baby...you're doing it so well." He Ming witnessed Shen Yuru's intoxicatingly beautiful, mesmerizing moans. His lust flared, and his penis thrust even more forcefully into Shen Yuru's vagina. Wave after wave of unparalleled pleasure surged through Shen Yuru's body. Shen Yuru's fair face was flushed, her allure overflowing, radiating springtime allure. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, her red lips parted in rapid breaths, and she moaned softly and unrestrainedly, "Ah! Oh! Husband, it feels so good...you...you're so good at it..." Her fair, plump buttocks rose and fell repeatedly, her slender waist twisting even more violently.

He Ming felt completely refreshed and incredibly comfortable. Encouraged by Shen Yuru's words, his lust intensified. He thrust and churned his penis inside Shen Yuru's tender vagina, penetrating and grinding with abandon. He brought Shen Yuru to one climax after another.Just as Shen Yuru was about to reach her final climax, He Ming suddenly stopped. Shen Yuru opened her beautiful eyes, gazing at He Ming with hungry longing, her cherry lips trembling as she said, "Husband, you...why did you...stop?" He Ming gasped, "Wife...I...I'm going to cum..." A hint of lust flickered in Shen Yuru's eyes as she said in a seductive voice, "Don't stop...I'm going to cum too...husband...just cum...cum inside my flesh...cum into my womb...quickly."

Hearing these lewd words, He Ming was aroused and thrust harder. Just moments before, Shen Yuru's exquisitely beautiful body suddenly stiffened. She bit her red lips with her pearly white teeth, her snow-white, rounded arms tightly embracing He Ming. Her already tight vaginal opening contracted, as if trying to snap He Ming's penis in two. Then, she opened her mouth and let out a long, low moan, "Ah!" Her vaginal opening relaxed, and a thick, creamy vaginal fluid gushed from its depths, drenching his glans. Her body went limp, and she lay weakly on the bed, a blissful, satisfied smile on her face. She had climaxed.

He Ming's penis was already unbearably itchy; now, the warm vaginal fluid made his glans feel even more intensely itchy. His heart pounded with desire, his handsome face flushed, and after a few rapid thrusts, his penis contracted sharply within Shen Yuru's tender orifice, a powerful jet of hot, thick semen spraying onto the soft, warm walls of her vagina.

The scalding semen made Shen Yuru's body tremble, her delicate form floating as if she were ascending to the top of a cloud. She slightly opened her pretty eyes, her cherry lips letting out a sweet, pleasurable moan, "Ah! Ah!" Meanwhile, He Ming felt as if his entire body had exploded in an instant, shattering into pieces and drifting away into the distance. He lunged forward, collapsing onto Shen Yuru's soft, fragrant body. After

a moment's rest, their lips and tongues intertwined again. They lovingly licked and sucked each other's tongues, savoring the saliva on each other's tongues and in their mouths.

He Ming's lust was reignited; his penis swelled, becoming thick, strong, long, and hot, trembling as it pressed against Shen Yuru's plump, fleshy mons pubis. This aroused Shen Yuru, her desire rising again, her plump buttocks writhing restlessly beneath him. He Ming, panting, stared intently at Shen Yuru and said, "Wife...I want...more..." Shen Yuru's eyes were filled with lust, her cheeks flushed, and she said in a seductive voice, "Good husband, if you want it, come in! But be gentle, it will hurt if you're too rough."

He Ming, his erect penis throbbing, slowly inserted itself into Shen Yuru's paradise. As he inserted, he asked with concern, "Does this hurt?" Shen Yuru looked at He Ming with tender affection and said softly, "Yes! Just like that, slowly." He Ming felt the wetness of her vagina, making the insertion smoother. Having already inserted twice, Shen Yuru was more accustomed to He Ming's thick penis than at first.

A moment later, He Ming inserted his penis fully into Shen Yuru without her feeling any pain. He Ming didn't immediately begin thrusting, but instead leaned down and tenderly asked, "Wife, did I hurt you?" Shen Yuru was delighted to see him so obedient. She affectionately kissed He Ming's lips with her rosy lips and smiled, "It doesn't hurt at all, it feels so good." "Then I'll move." Shen Yuru nodded, her delicate eyebrows sparkling with desire and her face flushed.

He Ming, his penis erect, didn't dare to thrust forcefully into Shen Yuru's enchanting vagina, only gently and slowly pumping in and out. In truth, this was far from satisfying Shen Yuru's burning desire and tingling sensation.

Shen Yuru felt the itching in her vagina growing stronger. The penis thrusting in and out no longer brought her the same waves of pleasure as before; instead, the more it thrust, the more intense the itching became, a piercing itch. She desperately needed He Ming to thrust forcefully and deeply to relieve the itch. Although she felt an urgent need in her heart and body, her shyness and desire to avoid leaving a lewd impression on the young man prevented her from asking He Ming for help.

She decided to find a solution herself. She swayed her plump, white buttocks, hoping the movement would rub against his penis and relieve the itching.

However, because He Ming wasn't using enough force, his movements only lightly touched her buttocks, making the itching worse. The itch was so intense it felt like a thousand ants were gnawing at her heart, causing her to convulse in pain. Her teeth clenched, making soft clicking sounds, and her slender hands frantically scratched and kneaded the sheets. Her long, smooth legs were tightly intertwined, rubbing against each other intensely.

He Ming wasn't a virgin; in fact, he did it on purpose. He immediately stopped thrusting and deliberately said, "Wife, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Shen Yuru's pretty face twitched as she said, "No...no."

He Ming said, "Then what is it?" Shen Yuru's fair cheeks, like white jade, were flushed and alluring. Her almond-shaped eyes, clear and bright like a deep pool, looked at He Ming and said, "Yes."

He Ming urged again with a wicked smile, "What is it? Tell me quickly!" 12-03
Chapter 330 Li Suya's Revenge (Part 1)

The needs in her heart and the itching in her flesh made Shen Yuru disregard everything else. She mustered her courage, suppressed the shame in her heart, and opened her deep, clear, alluring eyes slightly with shyness, looking at He Ming. She whispered in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "It's not that I'm in pain, it's that my flesh is too itchy. You have to thrust harder." After saying this, her bright and beautiful oval face, as clear as jade, turned a delicate red with embarrassment, and her alluring eyes closed tightly.

He Ming himself was also experiencing an unbearable tingling and itching in his penis, and had long wanted to thrust forcefully, only intending to tease the exquisite young woman. Now, hearing Shen Yuru's words, he immediately and without restraint, thrust his penis wildly into Shen Yuru's warm, tender, moist, and tight vagina, pumping left and right with vigorous thrusting.

Shen Yuru felt the hard, hot penis extinguish the piercing itch, bringing waves of blissful pleasure. Especially the fleshy ridges around the glans scraping against the tender flesh of the vaginal walls as it entered and exited the vagina, an unprecedented pleasure, intoxicating and overwhelming, surged into her heart like a tidal wave, rushing to her head and sweeping throughout her entire body. Shen Yuru, in blissful pleasure, tilted her head back, her cherry-like mouth open, moaning contentedly, "Ah! Ah!"

He Ming also felt the soft, warm flesh inside the enchanting vaginal opening, the friction making his penis and glans feel incredibly pleasurable and exhilarating. He then began to thrust even more forcefully.

Under He Ming's thrusting, Shen Yuru gradually reached her peak, experiencing one orgasm after another. Her slender waist danced like willow catkins in the wind, and her plump, white buttocks frequently arched up to meet He Ming's thrusts. Her plump, rounded legs moved with a rhythmic thud, her beautiful face blooming like a flower, her eyes revealing a hint of wantonness. Her lips parted slightly, and she gasped and cried out wantonly, "Husband...you're doing it so well...I...I'm so happy...ah! Oh! That's it...faster!" Suddenly, Shen Yuru let out a sweet moan, her soft hands and long, white legs clinging tightly to He Ming like an octopus. Her vagina contracted rapidly, and a stream of hot fluid gushed out as Shen Yuru climaxed. He Ming, who

had already ejaculated once, thrust even longer this time. He did not ejaculate with Shen Yuru; his penis remained hard as iron as he continued to thrust with great excitement. Shen Yuru, feeling both physically and mentally satisfied, had her eyes slightly open, a faint smile on her lips, her face flushed with desire, her lower body overflowing with fluids, and her limbs limp on the bed, allowing He Ming to thrust at her.

He Ming pressed his face against Shen Yuru's full, soft, and snow-white breasts. He rested quietly for a moment.The penis, still as hard as iron, inserted into Shen Yuru's vagina, rotated left and right, rubbing against the tender flesh of her vaginal walls, causing a tingling, itchy sensation.

Shen Yuru trembled with itchiness, her voice trembling as she whispered, "Husband, you...you stop...it's so itchy!" He

Ming's penis, already inside Shen Yuru's warm, moist vagina, instantly became even more engorged, harder, thicker, and hotter. Shen Yuru felt her vagina swell and heat; she hadn't expected He Ming's penis to grow like a balloon, getting thicker and thicker. Her watery eyes, filled with surprise and joy, looked at He Ming and said, "Husband, come on." He Ming straightened his thick penis and began to thrust, forcefully plunging it deep into her paradise. Shen Yuru let out a soft "Oh!" and the two were once again lost in passion.

This time, the two lasted longer than the previous two times combined.

When the two of them had both reached their climax and, exhausted and tenderly entwined, drifted off to sleep, it was already three in the morning.

In her sleep, Shen Yuru tried to turn over, but couldn't, and woke up.

Opening her eyes, she saw that she was completely naked, her legs pressed together with her husband's, his face pressed against her breasts as he slept soundly. His arms were still tightly wrapped around her slender waist, one hand pinching her nipple, the other resting on her buttocks.

By the dim yellow light of the bedside lamp, Shen Yuru gazed at her young husband with almond-shaped eyes. He possessed striking features—sword-like eyebrows, a square face, a prominent nose, and red lips—and was exceptionally handsome.

A surge of desire welled up within her. Shen Yuru moved her lower body, feeling a swelling, burning pain in her vagina, as if the penis was still inserted. She touched it and found her vulva different from before. The labia majora, which had previously only slightly turned outwards, were now wide open. The labia minora, unlike before when they would close quickly after penetration, were still slightly separated, revealing a small opening in the middle. The delicate labia minora were even more prominent than usual, causing a slight burning pain.

Shen Yuru looked at the penis, which was limp and about the size of a finger, pressed against the inside of her thigh with alluring eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "It doesn't look that big, how come it's so thick when it's hard?" Recalling the earlier experience, although the stretching and pain were frightening... But compared to the intimacy and ecstatic pleasure of He Ming's close embrace, her heart pounded, her cheeks flushed, and her desire grew stronger with each thought.

Ignoring her shyness, she gently reached out her delicate, white hand and touched He Ming's penis.

Holding He Ming's penis in her palm, Shen Yuru was secretly amazed, thinking, "How could such a small, soft thing have been so engorged before?" He Ming was asleep, and his penis was limp and soft. Holding He Ming's penis, Shen Yuru could hardly believe it was the same thing that had just brought her such intense pleasure. Thinking of how this very thing had brought her the long-lost, soul-stirring ecstasy, her heart stirred, and her lust was rekindled.

Her slender hand lovingly caressed the small man's penis. A moment later, the penis suddenly stood erect, nearly six inches long from root to tip, with a large, reddish-brown glans. The fleshy ridges surrounding the glans were much thicker than the penis itself, with bulging veins and an unusually large, red swelling. It was so thick that Shen Yuru could barely grasp it with one hand.

Shen Yuru never imagined he would act this way in her sleep. The burning penis in her hand was scalding and trembling uncontrollably.

Shen Yuru was instantly aroused, her heart pounding, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her soft, delicate hands began to caress He Ming's penis even more vigorously.

He Ming, however, was already awake. Seeing the woman secretly playing with his penis, and seeing her face, flushed with desire like a sunset, her eyes brimming with alluring, spring-like light, he... Knowing her lust was aroused, and his own penis already hardened, he didn't hesitate, pressing Shen Yuru down onto him, spreading her legs, and thrusting his penis wildly into her vagina.

Seeing his aggressive approach, Shen Yuru pushed against his lower abdomen while nuzzling his face, saying sweetly, "Good husband, don't do that, be gentle, let me hold your thing, it'll be easier to go in that way!" Shen Yuru's soft, white hands grasped He Ming's thick, strong, long, and hot penis, her face flushed, her heart fluttering. She positioned his penis against her wet, sticky opening, and said shyly, "Come in, husband." He Ming thrust his hips forward, the hard glans parting her delicate, bright red labia and slowly penetrating deep into her beautiful opening. The two then made love again, their fourth time.

This time, they were entwined passionately, indulging in pleasure to the fullest, lasting longer than any of the previous three times. After a long while, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, and she fell into a deep, weary sleep.

The room had returned to its usual tranquility. However, a thick, white, foul fluid, a mixture of He Mingyang's semen and her own vaginal fluid, still slowly flowed from Shen Yuru's vagina, running over her thick, dark pubic hair and dripping down her pale, damp buttocks onto the pale yellow sheets.

He Ming didn't wake up until eight o'clock the next morning. He Ming saw the woman beneath him, still naked and entwined in a passionate embrace, lost in a dream. Recalling the soul-stirring pleasure of the previous night, the scene of their lovemaking, He Ming looked lovingly at the woman deep in her slumber. Her fair cheeks were flushed and alluring, still hinting at springtime bliss, like a begonia in spring slumber. And Shen Yuru seemed to be dreaming of something wonderful, a gentle smile playing on her dimpled face.

That smile, coupled with Shen Yuru's alluring and seductive face, was truly captivating, making it difficult to control one's heart. He Ming's lust surged, his desire ignited. His penis, which had rested overnight in Shen Yuru's enchanting flesh cave, regained its vigorous vitality, instantly becoming hard and filling Shen Yuru's still moist vagina completely, leaving no part untouched.

He Ming immediately began thrusting impatiently. Awakened by his thrusting, Shen Yuru opened her bright, beautiful eyes and looked at He Ming coquettishly, softly saying, "Husband, you're so naughty, haven't you had enough after all this time?"

He Ming said while thrusting, "How could one night be enough? I wouldn't be enough even if I did it for a lifetime." Shen Yuru's heart was filled with sweetness, her pretty face slightly flushed, and she smiled shyly, saying, "Then go ahead and do it to your heart's content."

Having rested all night, she was now full of energy and enthusiasm. He Ming vigorously thrust his thick, long, and hot penis into Shen Yuru's warm and soft vagina. Waves of exquisite, sweet, and intoxicating pleasure arose from the friction between his penis and the walls of her tender vagina, surging through the hearts and bodies of both of them.

Shen Yuru's fair cheeks flushed crimson with pleasure, her alluring beauty captivating. Her eyes were slightly open, her cherry lips parted, and her voice was soft and sweet. She twisted her pink buttocks and jade-like waist, surrendering herself to pleasure.

He Ming's handsome face was flushed, and he thrust even more forcefully, slightly panting. At the point where their lower bodies were joined, Shen Yuru's thick, bright red labia majora and the tender, red labia minora at the entrance of her vagina opened and closed with each thrust of his penis, like two red doors opening and closing, while milky white love fluid dripped from her vagina like snail saliva.

The two were inseparable, locked in a passionate battle that lasted for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, Shen Yuru's smooth, flat belly arched upwards, her plump, white buttocks swayed violently, and her red lips parted wide as she cried out, "Ah!" A gush of hot vaginal fluid spurted from the depths of her vagina, and she reached a blissful climax. Under the impact of this vaginal fluid, He Ming's glans felt a jolt in his back and a tingling sensation in his heart, and his semen shot out.

Before he knew it, the holiday arrived, and life settled into a routine. He Ming suddenly had more free time. Having grown accustomed to fatherhood, he didn't feel anything different, continuing with his usual routine of doing what he needed to do and playing what he needed to play.

It was Friday when Xia Jingmei brought news that the company would be holding a high-level board meeting that Saturday evening, with family members encouraged to attend. The organizer of this gathering was none other than Li Suya.

As the largest shareholder of Jincheng's assets, Li Suya's initiation of such a gathering was understandable, and He Ming didn't pay much attention. He was thinking of Chen Xuan; since "family members are encouraged to attend," there was a high probability that this woman would go.

To be honest, half a year had passed since their last meeting. Although they seemed like sworn enemies on the surface, He Ming still couldn't forget this woman. After so long, he still longed to see her again.

The next evening, He Ming got up early and dressed up in what he thought was a very handsome manner. However, as soon as he stepped out, his beautiful adoptive mother saw him and pushed him back, saying he wasn't dignified enough.

He Ming was somewhat helpless. At his age, his understanding of the word "dignified" was limited to what he read in books, and he couldn't really judge people's taste. Of course, he wasn't upset that his appearance was questioned; he unconditionally trusted Xia Jingmei's judgment.

Although Xia Jingmei is nominally his adoptive mother, she is not very old in fact, so her aesthetic sense is not outdated. Her taste is very unique. Take her daily work attire for example. Although they are all different colored OL uniforms, she always manages to add a finishing touch by focusing on the stockings that can be matched with anything. Every time, she gives people a refreshing feeling, making them feel serious but not rigid, dignified but also exuding an indescribable allure.

Take her current attire, for example: a white, mid-length pleated dress exudes an air of nobility. The slightly open back design reveals a large expanse of delicate skin, smooth and lustrous like jade. Her cloud-like hair is simply styled in a bun, her dignified and mature temperament overshadowing any hint of extravagance. A pair of star-shaped earrings hang from her crystal earlobes, their iridescent halos flowing, enhancing her fair complexion and adding to her beauty. Beneath the low neckline, a glimpse of her breasts is revealed, the deep cleavage created by their compression being enough to devour a man's soul. Full breasts, a slender waist, and a skirt that reaches her knees reveal her long, straight, and slender legs covered by semi-transparent stockings with butterfly patterns that subtly reveal a layer of silver light, as if dancing on her delicate skin. On her jade feet are a pair of exquisite and gorgeous silver open-toed high heels, the tips of her exposed toes painted with pink nail polish peeking out from under the stockings, mysterious and alluring.

He Ming truly admired those who designed stockings. Stockings were already an ultimate expression of sexuality, and when adorned with beautiful patterns, they became even more breathtaking.

Of course, very few women wore such exquisitely crafted stockings, not because they were expensive, but because few legs could match them. Without self-awareness, they would only become a laughingstock.

Looking at his breathtakingly beautiful adoptive mother, He Ming couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. Most men would probably be unable to sleep if they could just exchange a few words with such a beauty. What did he do to deserve sharing a roof with her?

"This is heaven's compensation for the suffering I've endured over the past ten years!"

He Ming thought to himself.

After getting into his adoptive mother's car, they arrived at the gathering place half an hour later. It was a very high-end hotel, luxuriously decorated and elegantly furnished, quite suitable for such a gathering.

The hall was already prepared, with a large round table laden with delicacies. Waiters bustled about, while several people stood waiting to be seated. Among them, two exceptionally beautiful figures caught He Ming's attention: Li Suya and her mother.

Li Suya wore a black, fitted dress, her delicate skin appearing even whiter. Her hair was styled in a flowing, elegant manner. The thin fabric perfectly outlined her hourglass figure, her ample breasts almost bursting out, her slender waist swaying gracefully, and her full hips possessing a captivating allure. The hourglass curves were so alluring, making one's mouth water. The hem of her skirt was at least thirty centimeters above her knees, almost completely revealing her beautiful legs, which were covered in gray stockings, creating a contrast that prevented the color scheme from being monotonous. On her jade-like feet were a pair of spotless black high heels, radiating a faint dark sheen, adding a touch of seduction.

Chen Xuan wore a snow-white, openwork chiffon blouse, her ample bosom proudly protruding in a stunning curve that would make most women feel inferior. Her naturally light red hair was slightly curled and casually draped over one shoulder. Her perfect features were flawless, adorned with light makeup, retaining her youthful innocence while adding a touch of mature femininity. She wore bright red capri pants, the thick fabric of which perfectly outlined the curves of her hips and legs. Her rounded buttocks resembled a ripe peach, smooth and plump, tempting one to take a bite. Her two jade-like legs were slender and straight, without any O-shape, so tight and alluring, seemingly beckoning men to explore their secrets like a virgin. On her jade-like feet were a pair of light purple high-heeled sandals, making her model-like figure even more intimidating to ordinary men, who dared not harbor the slightest thought of defilement.

This was absolutely a pair of exquisite beauties, a mother and daughter. Any man who could possess them both, even for just a day, would have lived a life well-lived.

The two families, regardless of age, were somewhat at odds, but due to social obligations, they exchanged perfunctory greetings—fake smiles, of course. He Ming wasn't sure if he was imagining things, but he could almost sense a murderous urge lurking beneath the affected smiles of the two women.

Next, through Xia Jingmei's introduction, He Ming met four or five other so-called company executives and their families. He knew that Jin Cheng's true executives were only two: Li Suya and his beautiful adoptive mother. The remaining assets of the Lü family had been withdrawn, and these other so-called executives and directors probably represented less than five percent of the total assets. Therefore, he felt relatively uninhibited in their presence.

For a company like Jincheng, five percent is worth hundreds of millions. Even if you divide that among the people present, each of them would be worth over a hundred million, veritable billionaires, enough to make ordinary people look up to them. But who can blame them when He Ming is no longer that destitute orphan? Naturally, his standards are high.

However, one person caught He Ming's attention: a balding middle-aged man around fifty years old named Cai Cheng. He was rather short and unattractive, but anyone who underestimated him because of that would be making a big mistake. This guy's son was actually the current chairman of Jincheng's board of directors, and he relied on Chen Xuan's sixty percent stake in the company, acting as her spokesperson.

Everyone was present, including their families, making a total of about ten people. They sat around the table, and it wasn't too noisy. He Ming's mother and son, as well as Li Suya's mother and daughter, naturally became the targets of flattery, with everyone enthusiastically offering toasts. Looking at those obsequious faces, He Ming felt very uncomfortable. If it weren't for the overall situation, he would have liked to get up and leave.

After a few rounds of drinks, Xia Jingmei frowned, a hint of pain in her eyes. "Why is this red wine so intoxicating today? I clearly haven't drunk much."

Hearing this, He Ming also found it strange. After more than a year of practice, his alcohol tolerance had improved considerably, but now he was feeling dizzy.

"I can't take it anymore, I'll pass out if I drink any more!"

Seeing someone still offering a toast, Xia Jingmei quickly refused.

"Director Xia, what are you afraid of? We've all finally gotten together, let's have some fun! If you really pass out, this is a hotel, there's no shortage of places to rest!"

someone advised, winning over the surrounding crowd. Xia Jingmei waved her hand helplessly, then slumped softly into her chair, clearly quite drunk.

He Ming felt his head getting increasingly foggy, but he still tried to stay awake, otherwise he would get drunk too, and who would take care of his beautiful foster mother? However, this thought was futile, and soon he couldn't hold on any longer. He leaned back in his chair, his consciousness fading, and finally he vaguely heard a male voice mocking, "Haha, Director Xia and her son are truly mother and son, their alcohol tolerance is so poor!"

Chapter 234 Li Suya's Revenge (Part Two)

Seeing the mother and son "drunk" one after the other, Li Suya's sexy lips curved into an alluring arc. She glanced at her daughter and saw her look over, so she nodded meaningfully.

"Everyone, let's chat first. My daughter and I will help them upstairs to rest!"

Li Suya looked around and said.

"So drunk, they can only spend the night in this hotel!"

"I didn't expect our Director Xia to have such a low alcohol tolerance!"

"Haha, I could drink four or five bottles of this red wine without any problem!"

...

A chorus of agreement and mockery rang out.

Li Suya smiled and nodded to her daughter, then stood up. The mother and daughter helped Xia Jingmei walk towards the front desk.

"Hmph, let's see how that shameless woman threatens me now!"

Chen Xuan said in a low voice, looking like she had gotten her revenge. At this moment, she seemed to have been relieved of a huge burden, and her temperament became somewhat sharp again. Combined with her face and figure that would make even an angel blush, she was simply too intimidating to look at.

Li Suya nodded with relief. Ever since that scoundrel had caught her daughter's weakness, she had become rather taciturn, especially after her last relationship was damaged, leaving her depressed for a long time. Even now, she would often shed tears alone. As a mother, she was naturally in great pain, and her hatred for He Ming had deepened.

Li Suya knew very well that the chastity and purity of men and women were not the same thing. Although it seemed like they were temporarily restraining each other, it was only because He Ming was young, thin-skinned, and naive. As he grew older, he would inevitably understand this, and then she would become increasingly passive, even as if she had no countermeasures at all. Her daughter's damaged relationship was a living example.

Therefore, to truly achieve a degree of mutual restraint, they had to find a new and powerful trump card, hence this gathering.

The mother and daughter helped Xia Jingmei to the front desk and booked two rooms before following the staff upstairs. Although they only needed one room for their business, they still had to maintain appearances in public; they couldn't very well move a mother and son into a room in front of everyone.

The mother and daughter helped Xia Jingmei to a room to lie down, then returned to the living room, greeted the people around them, and helped He Ming upstairs.

"You bastard!"

Seeing no one in the corridor, Chen Xuan's expression changed. Her forced composure vanished, and she glared at the unconscious He Ming, cursing him before slapping him across the face.

"No! What if someone sees us?"

Li Suya quickly stopped her.

Chen Xuan's heaving chest, previously heaving with anger, slowly calmed down; she had barely managed to suppress her rage.

"Don't worry, there's time later!"

Li Suya reassured her, then helped He Ming into the room next to Xia Jingmei's.

After finishing all this, the mother and daughter returned to the hall to deal with the directors. Around 10 PM, they finally all left.

The mother and daughter were finally free. They rubbed their hands together and went upstairs, having been holding back for so long.

The mother and daughter entered He Ming's room, helped him out, and led him to Xia Jingmei's room, then locked the door.

"Haha, this is going to be fun!"

Chen Xuan squinted her beautiful eyes, revealing a dangerous glint.

"Xiao Xuan, don't think about playing around, let's get down to business first!"

Li Suya reminded her. The mother and son were sleeping so soundly, not because they were drunk, but because they were drugged. The same bottle of wine—others drank it without problems, so why were they affected? Of course, a smart person would have realized the problem wasn't the wine, but the wine glasses.

In fact, Li Suya had specifically requested that the wine glasses be served only after all the guests had arrived, and the waiter carrying the glasses was intercepted by her halfway. On the surface, it was a kind offer, but in reality, that's when she tampered with them.

Li Suya had never used any drugs before, and her knowledge of their effects was limited to what others had told her. To avoid any mishaps, she had subconsciously used less than she expected, so she had no idea how effective they would be. Anxious, she naturally instructed her daughter to take care of the important matter first.

Chen Xuan, knowing the priorities, bent down and worked with her mother to strip Xia Jingmei and He Ming naked.

Looking at the two bodies on the bed, one strong and the other alluring, the mother and daughter felt conflicted. Both were women, both with excellent figures and looks, and they couldn't help but marvel at Xia Jingmei's perfect figure. While her breasts and hips weren't as exaggeratedly full as some European or American women, they were still top-tier among Asian women. Combined with her slender, rounded waist and streamlined curves, she formed a perfect hourglass figure. Her delicate, snow-white skin was flawless, making her look like a meticulously crafted work of art.

Upon seeing He Ming, their hearts involuntarily raced. Although he was only fifteen or sixteen, his skin was healthy and his physique well-proportioned due to long-term exercise, with faint traces of abdominal and pectoral muscles. Especially his... well, let's just say it... it made them feel somewhat disoriented.

"Alright, get ready to take pictures!"

Li Suya finally managed to pull her gaze away, took a deep breath, and reminded them before stepping forward to begin posing He Ming and Xia Jingmei's naked bodies.

She first pulled He Ming's hand up and placed it on Xia Jingmei's breasts, then pulled one of Xia Jingmei's legs up and wrapped it around He Ming's waist, creating various suggestive poses, which her daughter then posed for.

The reason she planned to take suggestive photos of both of them simultaneously, rather than just Xia Jingmei, was because she was unsure how much affection He Ming had for his adoptive mother, with whom he had only known her for about a year. Taking photos of both of them together would be different; it would invite condemnation from society and morality.

After taking more than ten photos, the mother and daughter finally listened with satisfaction. Next, it was Chen Xuan's performance time. She revealed a charming smile, staring intently at the little man on the bed who had caused her so much suffering. Then she turned to her mother and said, "Mom, did you bring scissors and lipstick?"

"Yes!"

Li Suya replied, then took out a small pair of scissors and lipstick from her bag and handed them to her daughter. These were essential makeup tools for mature women, which she naturally always carried with her.

Chapter 235 Li Suya's Revenge (Part 3)

Chen Xuan walked to the bed with her two long, beautiful legs. One jade foot stepped onto the bed, and her high-heeled sandals made her legs look even more sexy and straight. Like a noble princess, she looked down from above, her slender jade fingers pinching the lipstick. With a Medusa-like enchanting smile, she began to work on He Ming's face.

She first applied a small amount to the center of He Ming's upper and lower lips, then lightly applied some to the sides of his cheeks, creating the classic circus clown face. Next, she wrote the character "turtle" on He Ming's forehead, then nodded to herself with satisfaction.

Li Suya, standing to the side, also smiled, but it was not a mocking smile, but a gentle, tender one. Her gaze wasn't directed at He Ming, but at her daughter. She hadn't seen her daughter show such a carefree and playful smile in a long time, and as a mother, she naturally felt gratified.

Obsessed with revenge, Miss Chen completely ignored the fact that beneath her was a naked man. The thrill of revenge made her oblivious to everything. After finishing He Ming's face, she carefully examined him, pondered for a while, and then picked up a small pair of scissors and began to shave upwards along both sides of He Ming's forehead. After a few minutes, she stopped, satisfied, and looked at herself for a while. Then, she couldn't help herself and covered her mouth, struggling to suppress her laughter. Her beautiful big eyes curved into crescent shapes.

Li Suya couldn't help but chuckle softly, then asked, "Xiaoxuan, are you done? Let's go!"

"Wait!"

Chen Xuan shifted her gaze to Xia Jingmei, hesitated for a moment, and said, "This woman stole Daddy away, and now Daddy's gone too. We finally have this opportunity, why not teach her a lesson?"

"Uh..."

Li Suya was stunned, unsure what to say, but worried her daughter might go too far, she said, "Don't go too far. She's a woman after all!"

"I know!"

Chen Xuan nodded perfunctorily, then picked up her lipstick and started tinkering again. She wrote the character "贱" (meaning "cheap") on Xia Jingmei's left cheek and the character "人" (meaning "person") on her right cheek. A stunningly beautiful face was instantly disfigured. Any man would never have been able to do that.

Then, her gaze shifted downwards, landing on that crystal-clear, delicate body, a devilish smile spreading across her face.

… …

…

“Alright, that’s enough. Don’t go too far. It’s so late, let’s go!”

Li Suya urged. She couldn’t stand it any longer. If they lingered any longer, she couldn’t imagine what other dirty tricks her daughter might pull. Women are soft-hearted, even towards their enemies.

Chen Xuan clapped her hands and stood up, looking at her handiwork with satisfaction. The woman nodded with a mocking smile, then went into the bathroom to wash her hands before leaving the hotel with her mother.

“Is anyone home? It’s check-out time!”

Half-asleep, He Ming heard a strange woman’s voice. He opened his eyes with difficulty, his first sensation being an extremely kneading and pinching sensation in his right hand. He instinctively squeezed it, finding it even more intoxicating than touching cotton. He also felt a soft, protruding point pressing against his palm. He was very familiar with this feeling; it was definitely one of the most alluring parts of a woman’s body.

He Ming struggled to turn around and almost cried out, for he found a stunningly beautiful, naked woman lying beside him. On the side of her exquisite face facing him, a large "贱" (meaning "cheap" or "shameless") was written. For a moment, his mind went blank. After a couple of seconds, he recognized her as his adoptive mother.

"What's going on?"

Already extremely dizzy, He Ming was now completely bewildered.

"Is anyone here? Checking out!"

the woman's voice continued from outside the door.

"Checking out? Is this a hotel?"

He Ming looked around, his mouth reflexively replying, "Wait, almost there!"

The voice outside quieted down. He Ming struggled to sit up, his gaze involuntarily falling on his beautiful adoptive mother. He then noticed that on the other side of her perfect face, the character "人" (meaning "person") was written—which, put together, meant "cheap, person." Her once goddess-like beauty was now a complete mess, almost unbearable to look at.

"Who the hell did this?!"

He Ming felt a surge of anger rising in his chest. Just then, Xia Jingmei slowly opened her somewhat confused eyes. As her eyes gradually cleared, she opened her mouth and let out a high-pitched scream. She covered her body with the blanket and shrank to the side in a panic, asking loudly and anxiously, "Who are you?"

He Ming was completely stunned. Had his adoptive mother lost her memory?

"Who are you? Where is this?"

Seeing that He Ming remained silent, Xia Jingmei continued to question him, her face showing a tearful expression. The blanket was completely covering her, and her adopted son was naked. A woman's modesty made her turn her face away.

"Aunt Xia, it's me! It's Xiao Ming!"

He Ming hurriedly said, then covered his private parts.

"It's you, it's really Xiaoming?"

Xia Jingmei, unable to believe it, shamelessly turned around, leaned closer, and continued, "It really is you, Xiaoming, but what happened? Why are you like this?"

Xia Jingmei was intelligent and perceptive. Her adopted son's current state clearly indicated he hadn't taken advantage of her; otherwise, Shui wouldn't be so perverted as to make her look like this, neither human nor ghost.

"What's wrong? What happened to me?"

He Ming pulled up the sheet and reflexively examined his body, then touched his face, finding nothing unusual.

"Your hair, and your face... uh, go check in the bathroom!"

Xia Jingmei reminded him.

He Ming, puzzled, rolled out of bed, only to find himself completely naked. A look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and the woman beside him turned away quite consciously.

He Ming hastily dressed and rushed to the bathroom. His reflection in the mirror gave him a murderous urge. He quickly washed his face and applied lipstick. He heard soft sobbing outside, so he went to the bathroom and found his beautiful adoptive mother lying on the bed, sobbing softly, clearly aware of the abnormality in her body.

"What happened, Xiao Ming!"

Xia Jingmei asked her adopted son.

"I don't know. You were drunk last night, and then I got drunk too and passed out. I just woke up and found myself like this!"

He Ming honestly replied, feeling somewhat regretful. If it weren't for the prank involving his face and hair, his beautiful adoptive mother and he would probably have thought it was a drunken affair, a fait accompli, breaking through the social barrier, making things much easier later.

"Who did this? It's so awful!"

Xia Jingmei sobbed, cursing. Such a noble and beautiful woman had never suffered such humiliation.

He Ming was almost consumed by rage. Such insults, especially since the victims included his beloved, beautiful adoptive mother, were simply intolerable.

Xia Jingmei remained silent for a while, then wrapped herself in a sheet, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom to clean herself.

After tidying his clothes, He Ming noticed a missed MMS message on his phone. The sender was Li Suya, whom he rarely contacted. He vaguely guessed what was going on. Opening the message, he saw a very provocative and erotic photo, but unfortunately, the subjects were himself and his beautiful adoptive mother.

"I won't say anything else, but don't harass my daughter again, or the lesson won't just be this little prank!"

This was the message's description. He Ming finally understood the truth completely. He now had a strong urge to tie up Li Suya and her daughter and subject them to S&M.

He Ming realized that this banquet might have been a conspiracy from the beginning, and the pranks on him and his adoptive mother were most likely the work of Chen Xuan. A mature woman like Li Suya wouldn't be so bored, so both mother and daughter had to be punished.

But how to punish them? It seems that's just wishful thinking now. Because of her negligence, the other party has also acquired a powerful weapon, and things will definitely not be easy for them in the future.

After a long while, Xia Jingmei came out and muttered, "We were all drunk last night, and someone must have helped us up to rest. But why is the management of this hotel so lax, allowing strangers to freely enter guests' rooms? I'm going to find their manager later and also check the video footage from the security cameras; maybe we'll find the murderer!"

"No need, Aunt Xia, I already know who the murderer is!"

He Ming shook his head helplessly.

"Who is it?"

Xia Jingmei was stunned for a moment, then asked impatiently.

"It's Chen Xuan and her mother!"

He Ming replied.

"What? Why would they do that? Xiaoming, are you just guessing? Don't wrongly accuse them!"

Xia Jingmei retorted, somewhat disbelievingly.

"It's like this..."

He Ming recounted the whole story in detail. He felt uncomfortable keeping it bottled up inside; he knew he had to speak up eventually. Besides, Xia Jingmei was the person he trusted most, and as the victim, she had the right to know, so he completely confessed.

"Xiao Ming, you child, I don't even know what to say to you..."

Xia Jingmei frowned slightly after listening, but didn't get angry. It was unclear whether she was reluctant to scold He Ming or if her personality was simply gentle and mild.

Chapter 236 Xia Jingmei Wants to Find a Boyfriend

"So, do you still like Xiao Xuan now?"

Xia Jingmei wasn't angry or embarrassed by the incident, nor did she pursue it further. Instead, she posed a question that He Ming found extremely difficult to answer.

He Ming hesitated. To be honest, he had been involved with many beautiful women over the past year, but if he had to say he truly loved them and vowed to marry them, there were only two women: his beautiful adoptive mother in front of him and Chen Xuan. As for the others, he couldn't say whether it was purely physical attraction, pity, or even romantic feelings—he was unsure.

But now that this had happened, He Ming couldn't very well shamelessly say "I like them," but saying he didn't would be obviously unfair and would create awkwardness for his future pursuit of Chen Xuan. So he stood there, stammering, unsure how to answer.

"Xiaoming, we agreed to your relationships with both Lingzhi and Suxue before, but that was out of necessity. Later, you said you liked Menglei, and I believed you. But if you go and provoke Chen Xuan, whether you truly like her or not, it's just not right. What's most important in this world? It's 'responsibility'!"

Xia Jingmei sighed, speaking earnestly. She had never spoken so seriously to her adopted son before.

He Ming didn't say anything; he had nothing more to say. He felt truly aggrieved, and thinking about his current ugly appearance, being mocked, his anger grew even stronger. He decided that he would make Chen Xuan and her daughter pay a price.

What does it mean to have both love and hate? That's He Ming's current situation. Hate and love obviously couldn't be easily canceled out.

Mother and son suffered this misfortune. It didn't bother Xia Jingmei much; she could just wash it off. But He Ming was in deep trouble. His hair couldn't be restored. How could he go out looking like this? Even those brainless non-mainstream people would probably feel ashamed of themselves.

Having no other choice, He Ming could only wait at the hotel until Xia Jingmei, acting as a go-between, went out and bought a hat. Only then did he discreetly leave the hotel, find a barbershop, and shave his head. When the barber asked about his dog-chewed hairstyle, He Ming was embarrassed again.

Of course, although he suffered a major setback this time, He Ming didn't come away empty-handed. At least his beautiful foster mother's jade-like body, lying prostrate in a seductive pose, was now completely captured on his phone. This was undoubtedly the best object of his obscenity when he did certain filthy things late at night, without exception. It was undeniably ironic.

Back in Taoyuan District, besides his usual summer homework, He Ming spent most of his time on hypnosis. He understood what it meant for him that Chen Xuan had lost control. Only by mastering this powerful weapon, which was like a bug in a game, could he completely turn the tide.

It was another weekend, and in the evening, Su Xue came to visit, bringing a handsome man with her. He introduced him as her uncle, named Su Ming, a PhD student from a prestigious university, now a department manager at a large company.

He Ming carefully sized up Su Xue's uncle. He was probably around thirty years old, tall and slender, with fair skin, thin lips, a high nose, and frameless glasses. He was elegant and well-mannered, a classic handsome man, with a bright future ahead of him, without any flaws. Of course, fueled by his jealousy, the man's face clearly screamed "pretty boy."

He Ming wasn't particularly interested in handsome men, so he simply sat there like a background character on a TV show, not caring what the main character was doing. He just occasionally served tea, keeping a humble attitude, after all, he was now someone's "niece's husband."

"Come on, let's go for a walk!"

Suddenly, Su Xue stood up and called to He Ming.

He Ming hesitated, stunned. With guests present, it seemed inappropriate for him, as the host, to leave. Besides, how could Su Xue abandon her cousin?

"Uh..."

He Ming was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to stay or leave. Suddenly, he noticed Su Xue winking at him intently. Suspicious, he stood up and followed her out the door.

"How did I end up with such a foolish husband? You need to learn to read people, okay? We need to give them some time alone."

Su Xue complained unhappily as soon as they left.

"Sometimes alone?"

He Ming was momentarily confused.

"Yes, do you think I brought my uncle to your house just for fun? I wanted him and your Aunt Xia to get to know each other!"

Su Xue explained cleverly, unaware that the young man beside her was growing increasingly grim.

"You mean you want to set them up?"

He Ming's eyes widened, his face more ashen than if his parents had died. Of course, he didn't have parents to die.

“Yes, your Aunt Xia is so young and already widowed. She can’t possibly live a lonely life forever. My uncle is also quite well-off. If the two of them could get together, it would truly be a perfect match.”

Su Xue became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke. Now that she and He Ming had established a relationship, she couldn’t call Xia Jingmei “Sister Xia” anymore, but other forms of address were inappropriate. “Your Aunt Xia” was the only suitable alternative.

“You…”

He Ming was so angry that he stammered and couldn’t speak at all. This was a problem he had been ignoring but didn’t want to face.

“What’s wrong with me? Don’t you want to see your Aunt Xia find someone who truly loves her and takes care of her for the rest of her life?”

Su Xue retorted, her face also turning sour. She had thought her brilliant decision would surely be praised, but it seemed that her good intentions had backfired.

“Why are you always looking for trouble? Can’t you just shut up?”

He Ming was completely enraged. Xia Jingmei was one of his sore spots, and no one was allowed to touch her. Of course, this didn’t mean he didn’t care about Su Xue, but it didn’t mean he could tolerate this either.

"How am I making trouble for no reason? Explain yourself!"

Even the usually gentle and composed Su Xue was infuriated by her boyfriend's words. She stopped in her tracks, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, demanding an explanation. Her resolute expression suggested she wouldn't give up until she received a satisfactory answer.

"You're on the street, be mindful of your behavior!"

Seeing several passersby glancing at them, He Ming felt a little embarrassed and reminded her.

"Mind what behavior? Have you considered my feelings? Explain yourself clearly!"

Su Xue's voice choked with emotion. It proved that when women are throwing a tantrum, they won't listen to any reason or advice.

He Ming was speechless. To be honest, he really didn't want to argue with his woman like this, but he couldn't tell the truth. A thought suddenly struck him, and he came up with an excuse. He said, "Listen to me, I haven't been in Taoyuan District for long, and Uncle Chen passed away. Now you're introducing someone to my Aunt Xia. What will I do if she gets married?"

Su Xue was stunned for a moment, but her emotions gradually stabilized. She probably felt sympathy for him, so she forced a smile and comforted him, "So that's what you're worried about. Don't worry, I already told my uncle about your family's situation. If you really like each other, he can only marry into the family. Fortunately, he doesn't mind."

He Ming wanted to curse inwardly, but his previous experience told him that no matter what the reason, he couldn't take his anger out on a woman. Otherwise, he would be making things difficult for himself. So he didn't argue anymore. Of course, he made a decision in his heart immediately: he would do whatever it took to ruin this relationship that made him so uneasy.

In the following days, He Ming didn't see Su Ming again, and he thought the matter had been dropped. However, Xia Jingmei's sudden question shattered his hopes.

"Xiao Ming, what do you think about Aunt Xia finding you another uncle?"

Xia Jingmei's face held a sweet longing, like a little girl yearning for pure love, indicating that her heart was stirring with spring's arrival.

He Ming knew this situation was somewhat related to Su Ming; only if his beautiful foster mother had developed some affection for him would she have such thoughts. Of course, he absolutely refused, so he said, "Uh, actually, I think I can take care of you!"

Xia Jingmei smiled noncommittally, clearly not taking He Ming's words to heart.

A sense of powerlessness rose in He Ming's heart, and he cursed inwardly, but he was not discouraged at all. He would fight this "foster mother defense battle" to the end.

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Chapter 237 Following Xia Jingmei

Of course, all of this was based on mere speculation. He Ming felt that before taking any concrete action, the most important thing was to secretly investigate and find out whether his beautiful foster mother and that guy Su Ming were still in contact, and if so, to what extent.

For the next two days, He Ming focused his main energy on this matter. Having plenty of free time, he planned to specifically follow his beautiful adoptive mother to understand the situation.

On just the first day of his surveillance, He Ming discovered something. It was an evening; knowing the company's usual closing time when they weren't working overtime, he sat down early at the cold, hard-edged shop opposite the main entrance. Soon after, he saw his beautiful adoptive mother emerge.

She was wearing a black office lady uniform, her fiery curves on full display, especially the tight, narrow skirt, highlighting her full, round, and pert buttocks, extremely alluring. Her legs, slender and long, were mostly exposed, covered by semi-transparent black stockings with a delicate, shimmering ring pattern—sexy yet not monotonous. On her feet were exquisite black high heels, the seven or eight-centimeter heels supporting her graceful figure. Standing there, she resembled a flawless goddess, involuntarily instilling a sense of inferiority in others.

Employees passed by one after another, and upon seeing her, the chairperson, they naturally greeted her. However, she responded absentmindedly, her beautiful eyes darting around, clearly waiting for someone.

He Ming felt a vague unease, perhaps it was just his imagination, but he also felt a touch of self-mockery. Maybe this beautiful foster mother had other motives, and she wasn't necessarily waiting for Su Ming. However, his face quickly paled as a familiar figure appeared.

Su Ming was about 1.8 meters tall, and although he wore glasses, his attire was anything but tacky. Coupled with his handsome looks, fair skin, and well-proportioned figure, he was even more impeccable than the handsome, rich, and charming male leads in many young girls' idol dramas—a true heartthrob. He certainly seemed a perfect match for a goddess like Xia Jingmei; both were so perfect.

Su Ming, holding a bouquet of flowers, slowly walked towards Xia Jingmei. The female employees leaving work around them couldn't help but slow their pace, revealing envious expressions.

He Ming stared intently at Su Ming, almost to the point of murderous urges. However, he felt a slight sense of relief, because the man wasn't holding roses, a symbol of love, meaning their relationship wasn't yet established.

Seeing Su Ming, Xia Jingmei's face lit up with a bright smile. Although it didn't hold much meaning, it still made He Ming jealous. That smile was the kind of politeness that comes from treating each other as equals, while he always received a smile that carried the "doting" affection of an elder for their child. It seemed to symbolize the unseen ethical barrier in his beautiful foster mother's heart—an invisible barrier that left him feeling powerless.

Su Ming handed her the flowers and said something. Xia Jingmei reflexively refused, but eventually politely accepted. The two then walked towards the street.

He Ming quickly grabbed his cold drink and found a table on the edge, secretly observing them until they entered a Western restaurant next door. Only then did he pay the bill and come out.

He Ming hid outside the restaurant, peeking inside from time to time. Seeing the man and woman inside exchanging smiles and words, he felt a pang of resentment. Over the past few days, he didn't know how many times his beautiful foster mother's claims of working late were true, and how many times it was just a charade like this.

He Ming watched with envy, jealousy, and resentment. He picked up the phone and called his foster mother, pretending to be home, and asked when she would be back. Of course, the answer was still the same: she was too busy with work and had to work overtime.

He Ming hung up and stood like a fool on the street outside, waiting like a tree. He had to wait for his foster mother to come out, because he felt that women were also human, and needed to release their pent-up emotions. Having been alone for so long, he worried that some unscrupulous person might try to seduce her. He, with his proximity, hadn't even gotten the first taste; how could he let someone else take the lead?

An hour later, the two people in the restaurant finally came out, said goodbye, and parted ways. He Ming quickly got into a taxi and headed back to Taoyuan District. By then, it was completely dark. Meng Lei had already left, but dinner was prepared. School was starting in a few days; she had taken a year off, so she needed to prepare. Naturally, she moved back home. Of course, that wasn't all; in her words, she wanted to help her father with some household chores.

"Xiao Ming, have you eaten?"

Xia Jingmei asked, seeing He Ming arrive first. Perhaps because she had lied, her faint smile was somewhat unnatural.

"Not yet, I'm waiting for you!"

He Ming said deliberately, probably feeling resentful and wanting to make his beautiful adoptive mother feel guilty.

"Uh, didn't I tell you to eat first? You child!"

Xia Jingmei scolded.

"I'm not a child anymore!"

He Ming couldn't stand being called a "child." Although he needed "motherly love," he needed the woman in front of him more right now.

"Hehe, yes, our Xiaoming already has two girlfriends, how can he still be a child? Aunt Xia was wrong!"

Xia Jingmei paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

He Ming sighed helplessly. It seemed that in his beautiful foster mother's eyes, he was still an ignorant child, which was really frustrating.

That night, He Ming lay in bed, carefully considering his future strategy.

There were only two ways to completely cut off the possibility of the two of them getting along: first, make Xia Jingmei completely lose interest in Su Ming; second, make Su Ming give up on his own.

He Ming weighed the options and realized that the second option was obviously the most direct. No matter how many chances of success there were, he had to try. He had no confidence in approaching his beautiful foster mother.

He Ming didn't have much time left. He was about to enter high school, and it would be very difficult to intervene in this matter then, so he had to hurry.

"Looks like I have to meet that Su Ming!"

He Ming made up his mind. He didn't know how to contact Su Ming, and he was too lazy to ask. As long as he followed his beautiful foster mother, he wouldn't have to worry about not finding that brat.

Thinking this, he took out his phone and opened the ambiguous photo of himself and his beautiful adoptive mother. Looking at her flawless body, he couldn't help but feel a little longing. If one day he could really lie in bed with her like that openly, even if the world ended, it would be worth it.

The more He Ming thought about it, the more itching he became, and he couldn't help but do something that young men often do while looking at the photo.

Chapter 238 The Cuckold

The next day, He Ming followed Xia Jingmei again. In the evening after work, Su Ming appeared again, still bringing a bouquet of flowers. He gritted his teeth, but felt regret. His beautiful adoptive mother probably wanted to protect her privacy, so she didn't take the flowers home. Otherwise, he would have definitely trampled them and thrown them into a trash can.

The two spent another hour alone together before parting. He Ming immediately took out his phone to call his adoptive mother, saying he had something to do and would be home late. Then, he carefully followed behind Su Ming.

"Uncle, what a coincidence!"

He Ming planned to be polite first, appealing to her sense of righteousness, so there was no need to hide.

"Oh, it's He Ming. What a coincidence. Have you had dinner yet?"

Su Ming's attitude was very warm, perhaps genuinely interested in Xia Jingmei, but it felt unnatural. It was like an old friend, or an elder trying to show concern for a child, which made it all the more awkward.

Actually, it wasn't entirely his fault. Anyone with a brain would know that to win Xia Jingmei's heart, leaving a bad impression on He Ming would be unwise. He should have tried to curry favor with him; once won over, he would be a powerful asset.

"Hehe, not yet. How about I treat you?"

He Ming was looking for a suitable setting to have a proper talk with Su Ming. Of course, he didn't really have the heart to treat this rival to dinner, but he was certain this guy would be eager to treat him.

"How can I, as his uncle, let a student treat me? Just tell me what you want to eat. Uncle's treating tonight!"

Having finally found an opportunity to curry favor, Su Ming wasn't about to let it slip by, and said confidently.

He Ming had no appetite for any gourmet food, and without saying much, he greeted them and went into a nearby restaurant.

Once inside, He Ming took the menu that Su Ming eagerly handed him and casually ordered two of the most expensive dishes. Su Ming, however, ordered a whole bunch of other random dishes, as if showing off.

"Uncle, you like my Aunt Xia, right?"

He Ming asked bluntly during a break.

"Uh..."

Su Ming was taken aback by the direct question, but now, blinded by lust, how could he deny it? So he nodded tactfully, his affected manner making him look utterly irritating.

"Hehe, you graduated from a prestigious university, are now a high-level white-collar worker, and have such good qualities, why would you like my Aunt Xia?"

He Ming said casually, as if chatting with a friend, without any expression.

"Uh, your Aunt Xia is just as good, I think we're a good match!"

Su Ming asked with a hint of doubt.

He Ming sighed helplessly. It seemed he had no choice but to be blunt. So he said, "What I mean is, with your qualifications, you could easily find a stunning beauty. Even if you required your partner to have no dating history, it wouldn't be unreasonable. Why did you choose my Aunt Xia?"

"I understand!"

Su Ming nodded in sudden realization and continued, "To be honest, I don't have any virginity complex at all. You didn't know that, did you? I spent over ten years abroad, so I'm quite open-minded about this."

He Ming was really cursing. This kind of man was probably what people often referred to online as a "cuckold," because such people would harm the entire male population, and this was no exaggeration.

The original origin of men demanding a woman's chastity was to confirm their offspring. Only with peace of mind could they raise their children with confidence, since there was no such thing as paternity testing in ancient times.

In modern times, women demand men have cars and houses, and men demand women's chastity. This is a mutually equal choice. But if this idea of "not caring about a woman's chastity" becomes mainstream, then women will no longer have a strong sense of chastity. The prevailing view is that some men who demand their future wives be virgins are seen as petty and become targets of attack. This leaves men, who create absolute social value, unable to make demands on their partners, forced to passively accept all unfairness. When this polarized inequality occurs, society is bound to descend into chaos, unless a policy of matching social status is implemented, like in some countries where daily expenses are split equally, and virgins are paired with virgins, and non-virgins with non-virgins. Don't be fooled

by He Ming's relationships with so many non-virgin beauties; to say he doesn't care about women's virginity is utter nonsense. It's simply a matter of weighing the pros and cons—accepting it is more advantageous than not accepting it.

Therefore, what he hates most is men who pretend to be very "gentlemanly" and indifferent to virginity, thinking they have a broader mind than others, when in reality they are just cuckolds. Everyone understands that men can mostly separate sex and love, while women are the opposite; non-virgins can never forget the first man they had.

"You know about the paternal effect, right? Aren't you afraid your future children will end up like my deceased Uncle Chen?"

He Ming suppressed his anger and continued to provoke.

"If you love her, you have to accept everything!"

Su Ming's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

Having failed to achieve his goal, He Ming pondered for a moment and then said, "Then Su Xue must have told you that if you want to date my Aunt Xia, you have to marry into her family, right?"

"Yes, she mentioned it, and I understand your difficulties, so I don't mind!"

Su Ming shook his head again.

"Do you know what marrying into a family means? The children born will have to take the woman's surname, which means your lineage will end. Will your parents allow that?"

He Ming patiently "persuaded" him again.

"It's okay, I'm not a child. I can make my own decisions!"

Su Ming said indifferently.

He Ming completely shut his mouth. Looking at the delicious dishes that had been served, he felt no appetite whatsoever. He almost trembled; he really wanted to drag that Su guy across from him out and bury him alive.

Suppressing his anger, he knew his "politeness first" strategy had completely failed, and now he had to resort to force. So he changed his expression, his face hardening, and said, "To be honest, the reason I told you so much is because I feel that Aunt Xia and I are living a very happy life now, and that family doesn't need anyone else!"

"Heh, your Aunt Xia is a woman, she not only has to take care of the company, but also the family. Haven't you thought about her? Most importantly, she's still so young. Do you want her to spend the rest of her life alone?"

Su Ming's expression darkened slightly. He now understood that the young man in front of him had no goodwill towards him, and was even hostile.

"What do you mean by spending the rest of her life alone? Are you deliberately ignoring me?"

He Ming stared intently at Su Ming.

"You?"

Su Ming smiled noncommittally and said, "Are you her other half? Can you give her the strong shoulders and thick embrace of a husband?"

He Ming was stunned, speechless for a long time. After a long silence, he got up and left. Since reasoning wouldn't work, it seemed that he would have to resort to force.
Chapter 239 of December 3rd : Setting a Trap with a Beautiful Woman (Part 1)

He Ming was in a bad mood. He had thought that his persuasion would make the old man back down, but to his surprise, it was all in vain, and now he had only exposed his own intentions.

His anger subsided slightly, and He Ming realized the thorny nature of the problem. If he were to take a hard line, things would escalate, and he would definitely be suspected. After all, the man was the secretary's brother, and it would be difficult to explain. Moreover, if he were to report this to Xia Jingmei, it would backfire. Therefore, he had to find a balance, and doing so would only lead to him acting cautiously.

He Ming racked his brains, and a brilliant idea struck him. Why not take those ambiguous photos and show them to the old man? No man in this world would accept a woman who had an affair with his adopted son. This wasn't just about physical purity; how dirty must one's mind be to do such a thing!

However, his joy was short-lived. He quickly realized this method wouldn't work. The photos were far too explicit. What if he showed them to that guy indirectly and the guy saved them to use as blackmail? Finding someone else to take them was risky; he couldn't trust anyone with that kind of information. Going in person was out of the question; if Xia Jingmei found out, the mother-son relationship would be severely damaged.

He Ming sighed. It seemed there was no shortcut. He had to slowly find a way to make the boy give up. He

couldn't afford to make a big scene, so he couldn't take any drastic actions. Getting him to give up was indeed very difficult, and it wouldn't be effective in the short term. School was about to start, time was tight, and the consequences were unpredictable.

He Ming felt he should try a different approach: make Xia Jingmei completely give up on this guy.

The most effective way to make a woman give up on a man was to let her know about his immoral behavior, especially in his relationships.

He Ming believed that his mother's feelings for that guy were at most in the budding stage of infatuation. In such a short time, it was impossible for things to develop into anything more than a doomed relationship, so sabotaging it wouldn't be too difficult.

In fact, methods for breaking up relationships had been thoroughly shown on television; some were indeed melodramatic, but they were undeniably effective.

He Ming carefully considered the specific steps, and then had a general plan in mind. He acted immediately, calling a colleague at the factory and giving him a crucial task: to follow that bastard Su Ming. The goal was to figure out the boy's daily routine. Knowing your enemy is half the battle.

A week later, with only a few days left before school started, He Ming had roughly figured out one of the guy's habits: most nights he would go to a bar called "Bright Lights and Green Wine" and drink several bottles.

"A bar?"

He Ming thought for a moment, feeling a bit like divine intervention, and decided to check it out.

That evening, He Ming's informant reported that Su Ming hadn't gone out, so he confidently went to the bar and went inside.

He Ming was now wealthy and quite skilled; though only fifteen or sixteen, he was unfazed by any environment. He casually slowed his pace, his eyes scanning the waitresses behind the counter. Within seconds, he had chosen his target, walked over, and sat down in front of a waitress, casually saying, "A beer, please."

He Ming had never been to a bar before and naturally didn't know what kinds of drinks were suitable for everyone, so he ordered a regular beer.

"Please wait a moment!"

The waitress wiping the glasses glanced up, then went back to get the beer.

He Ming carefully examined the young woman. She was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, around 1.63 meters tall, and with high heels, she probably reached He Ming's forehead. Her long, black hair was tied into a beautiful ponytail, soft and glossy. She had a flawless oval face, fair and delicate, with a touch of innocent naivety. In comparison, her figure was excellent. Underneath a black uniform skirt, her hot curves were fully revealed. Although she wasn't exactly "voluptuous," her slender figure, accentuated by her small waist, was still quite stunning, definitely a C or D cup. Her buttocks under the tight skirt were round, full, and incredibly bouncy. Her legs were covered in flesh-colored stockings, and the second layer of skin above them further enticed her straight and beautiful curves, making her even more alluring. She was a stunning beauty with an angelic face and a devilish figure.

To achieve his goal, He Ming needed to find someone not much less attractive than Xia Jingmei, so he naturally chose this target at first glance. He had originally intended to try his luck, but luck had indeed been on his side.

"Here you go!"

Just as He Ming was sizing her up, the girl handed him a beer.

"Beautiful lady, how about I buy you a couple of drinks?"

He Ming took a couple of sips, seemingly uninterested, mimicking a scene from a TV show, and started chatting her up.

"Sorry, this is work time, it wouldn't be good if the manager saw us!"

The girl gave an apologetic smile. To be honest, it was also a matter of professional ethics; under normal circumstances, a decent woman would definitely not be happy if a strange man started chatting her up like this.

"Where is your manager?"

He Ming wouldn't give up until he got his way, and immediately pressed on.

"Uh, why?"

The girl's expression suddenly became tense, probably suspecting that she had offended the young man with her words, and that he wanted to find the manager to hold her accountable.

"It's nothing, just tell him an old friend is here to see him!"

He Ming didn't intend to explain too much, and it wasn't easy to explain anyway.

"Oh!"

Since it was the manager's friend, the girl naturally didn't suspect or hesitate any longer, and turned to walk to the side.

A few minutes later, the young woman returned with a woman in her forties, who was fairly dignified and clearly had been quite attractive in her youth.

"Do we know each other?"

the manager glared at He Ming, frowning.

"I'd like to borrow her for a bit!"

He Ming shook his head. Seeing the manager's face darken, he didn't bother explaining further. He pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and tossed it onto the counter.

The manager's expression immediately returned to normal, a smile spreading across her face. "No problem!"

Who would turn against money? She then turned to the young woman and said, "Xiao Qin, you go ahead, but remember, don't be late tomorrow morning!"

The young woman was completely taken aback by He Ming's underhanded tactics, but now it was the boss's order. If she said "no," her job would be in jeopardy. She had no choice but to nod.

He Ming led the young woman out of the bar and found a coffee shop nearby, going inside.

"How should I address you, sister?"

After sitting down and ordering two coffees, He Ming spoke up. He called her "sister" instead of "Miss" simply to show his goodwill.

"My name is Feng Qin!"

The girl's expression softened considerably, and she answered timidly.

"Feng Qin? So charming?"

He Ming thought wickedly, unconsciously saying, "My name is He Ming. Now that we know each other, I have a question I'd like to ask you!"

"Go ahead!"

Feng Qin replied.

"I see that Sister Feng is so beautiful, why do you do such hard work?"

He Ming inquired.

"Beauty can't put food on the table!"

Any woman would be happy to be praised, and Feng Qin's attitude softened considerably, her tone slightly reproachful, like an old friend.

"What I mean is, Sister Feng is so beautiful, you must have many suitors. If you could choose a boyfriend with good qualities, why would you need to work so hard?"

He Ming probed.

"But what if there's no suitable one? Don't think of us women as so worthless and easy. Conditions are important, but the person is more important. So if you deliberately brought me out tonight because you think of me as some kind of woman, you're mistaken!"

Feng Qin said unhappily.

He Ming frowned slightly. It seemed that women in this world weren't easy. Would she agree to do things according to her own ideas?

Chapter 240 Setting a Trap with a Beautiful Woman (Part Two)

"Hehe, you misunderstood. The reason I asked you out tonight is to ask you for a favor!"

He Ming thought for a moment. He had to try, whether it worked or not. In this world, even women who sell themselves are just putting on a facade and waiting for fools to take advantage of them. A person's true nature is only revealed in the face of money.

"Oh, how can I help you?"

Feng Qin asked suspiciously. It was their first meeting, and they didn't know each other well. Such a request was indeed puzzling.

"Actually, it's like this. There's a regular customer at your bar, he's my brother-in-law. I hope you can get close to him and then take some suggestive photos for me!"

He Ming's words were extremely skillful. He first stated his identity, giving the woman a subconscious preconceived notion to reduce her suspicion. Then, by doing this seemingly "unbelievable" thing, anyone would involuntarily shift their attention to the "suggestive photos."

"Suggestive photos? This? What exactly is going on?"

Feng Qin was somewhat bewildered.

“It’s alright to tell you, my brother-in-law is having an affair. Although my sister has some clues, they’re not enough to be considered evidence. Now my brother-in-law knows he’s been caught, and their relationship is completely broken. But in order to get more property in the divorce, my brother-in-law, relying on the

fact that he hasn’t been caught yet, is cautiously cutting off his relationship with the mistress for the time being, and is pressuring my sister to get a divorce every day. To make him pay the price, that’s why I asked you to take those ambiguous photos.” He Ming said through gritted teeth, vividly describing the situation.

“Having an affair? I hate men like that the most!”

Feng Qin pouted, then paused for a moment, finally realizing something was wrong, and asked, “But why should I believe what you’re saying?”

“How am I supposed to prove it?”

He Ming spread his hands, then said, “Actually, I think you don’t need to know whether what I’m saying is true or false. As long as you do this well, you’ll get 500,000 as a reward!”

“500,000?”

Feng Qin’s red lips parted slightly, her big eyes revealing a hint of surprise.

"Yes, to prove our sincerity, I'll give you 100,000 yuan as a deposit as soon as you agree!"

He Ming continued to entice her.

"But... these are such sensitive photos. If I give them to you, what illegal things or things that might harm others could you do with them? Wouldn't I be implicated too?"

Under the influence of sympathy and money, the young woman began to waver.

"Hehe, don't be misled by melodramatic TV dramas. All we need are steamy photos of my brother-in-law and another woman. Who that woman is is completely unimportant. So you don't have to show your face when you take the photos. How can you be implicated if you don't show your face? As for how to do it, that's up to you!"

He Ming gave her a perfect plan.

"This..."

The beautiful woman hesitated for a long time, but in the end, she still couldn't make a complete decision. So she said, "How about this, give me a day to think about it, and I'll give you an answer tomorrow night."

He Ming didn't force her. Whether it worked out or not, he wasn't afraid that this woman would gossip to others. That's why he didn't rush to reveal who the target was.

He Ming waited anxiously for a day. The next afternoon, Feng Qin called, saying she had agreed to the matter and wanted him to come and discuss the details.

He Ming was overjoyed; it seemed his plan was half successful. Without lingering, he hurried to the agreed location.

He met Feng Qin at a coffee shop. Although it was supposed to be to discuss details, in reality, it just meant He Ming had to tell her who the target was. This was why she dared to make the decision before work; how could she identify him after work? He had to wait another day.

Of course, He Ming didn't know if Su Ming would actually come that night, so while Feng Qin went to work, he sat idly in a corner of the bar.

Finally, Su Ming appeared, accompanied by two similarly handsome young men. He went straight to the bar and ordered several glasses of red wine from the bartender.

He Ming didn't dare to delay. He secretly took a picture with his phone, then quietly sat down, waiting for Su Ming to leave.

It wasn't until 10 PM that the guy and his cronies left. Xia Jingmei had already called twice to inquire, so He Ming didn't dare delay any longer. He gave the manager some more money and left with Feng Qin.

"That's the guy!"

After ordering a token amount at a barbecue restaurant, He Ming took out his phone, showed a photo of Su Ming, and said,

"Him?"

Feng Qin's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"

He Ming asked, puzzled.

"Uh, nothing, it's just that this guy does come to our shop often!"

Feng Qin said awkwardly.

"Oh, if there are no problems, then it's settled. I hope you can get this done as quickly as possible. And now, give me your bank card number so I can start working on it as soon as the money arrives!"

He Ming urged impatiently.

"Okay!"

Feng Qin hesitated for a while, then gave He Ming her bank card number.

"Alright, now that we've reached a deal, let me state my requirements. You know this will be used as evidence. The 'ambiguous photos' I'm talking about aren't just 'ambiguous,' understand? Of course, I'm not forcing you to sacrifice your body, but they must be as erotic and suggestive as possible, understand?"

He Ming described it in such detail, not wanting to cause any trouble later.

"I understand!"

Although Feng Qin had never done such a thing, she had seen too many similar scenes on TV, so she understood.

Chapter 241 Conspiracy, Indecent Assault on Xia Jingmei (Part 1)

He Ming anxiously awaited news. A few days later, school finally started, and it was time to get his grades. Because his grades had dropped significantly, although he was still busy with many things these days, he had become more focused in class and tutoring, so his grades were passable. As a result, he was assigned to a "parallel class" in the first year of high school, neither the best nor the worst.

He Ming wasn't ashamed of this. It was all due to a change in his mindset over time. When a person has strength, why should they care what others think? Of course, there was one exception.

Seeing the slight disappointment on his adoptive mother's face, He Ming secretly resolved to work even harder in the future. After all, no man would be indifferent to his image in the eyes of the woman he liked.

Besides, there was another small regret: the beautiful class beauty, due to her excellent academic performance, had been assigned to the "rocket" class in the first year of high school. There wouldn't be anything to look at in class anymore. Of course, there were pretty girls in the new class, but they were somewhat inferior and couldn't arouse his interest.

All of this was naturally not a big deal for He Ming, but it was different for Meng Lei. She had taken a year off from school, experienced such a major event, and being able to return to school was truly a miracle. She was naturally very excited and often talked about it to others. Of course, He Ming was genuinely happy for her.

Two weeks into the semester, on a Saturday evening, Feng Qin finally called. He Ming, thinking things had finally settled, answered excitedly. However, to his disappointment, the woman said she wanted to discuss something before taking action and asked him to meet her at the bar where she worked at 8:30 that evening.

He Ming was puzzled, unable to anticipate what Feng Qin wanted to discuss, but he didn't delay and left promptly at 8:30.

At 8:30, He Ming arrived at the brightly lit bar on time. Feng Qin was still at work, so he was about to spend some more money to buy her time when she stopped him.

"What would you like to drink? It's just a question, no need to delay your work!"

Feng Qin asked with a smile.

"Beer!"

He Ming's request remained unchanged.

"Here you go!"

Feng Qin poured the beer and placed it in front of He Ming. She was just a waitress, not a bartender; if a customer requested something fancy, she really couldn't make it.

“Here’s the thing, I’ve thought about it carefully. The safest way to take suggestive photos with that guy is to get him drunk, take advantage of his unconscious state, and then pretend it was just drunken misbehavior. I can even deny knowing how the photos got leaked!”

Feng Qin explained her plan, then added, “But the most troublesome part is taking the photos. I definitely can’t hold the camera myself, otherwise I won’t be able to play innocent later. But this is such a secretive matter, I can’t just find anyone to do it. After thinking for a long time, I think you’re the most suitable!”

He Ming took a sip of his drink, pondered for a moment, and said, “No problem. Once you’ve taken him down, just call me.” “Okay, that solves the problem!” Feng

Qin breathed a sigh of relief.

“But there’s something I want to remind you. Although I haven’t given you a date, I still hope you can hurry up. It’s been half a month and it’s still not done. I don’t have that much patience!” "

He Ming couldn't help but remind her, he was getting a little flustered, because his beautiful foster mother's whole demeanor and temperament had changed drastically recently, as if she had experienced a second spring, often beaming with smiles. This was a good thing in itself, but unfortunately, her temperament was mixed with something called "springtime," and even a fool could tell that this was definitely the state of being in love. Clearly, Su Ming's persistent pestering was starting to have an effect.

"Don't worry, I'll hurry!"

Feng Qin paused for a moment, then said with a hint of apology.

"What brand of beer is this? It's so flavorful!"

He Ming shook his head, not knowing why, but after just one glass of beer, at most half a bottle, his head was already spinning, a hot current rising from his lower abdomen, like the sweltering heat of June.

"Go sit on the sofa over there, wait until the effects of the alcohol wear off, or if it really doesn't work, you can stay here overnight, there are plenty of rooms!" "

Feng Qin reminded him, because she was afraid the manager would find out, she and He Ming talked furtively, only exchanging a few words now and then. Although they didn't talk much, it was already past nine o'clock.

He Ming thought it was just a temporary discomfort, and that he should be fine soon given his alcohol tolerance. But after standing up and taking a few steps, his steps became unsteady, his head was dizzy, his body was hot, and the heat in his lower abdomen made his mind wander.

"Sigh, I really can't do anything with you. If you can't drink, don't force yourself. Now look at you like this. How about this, I'll help you to our bartender's room to rest for a bit!" Feng

Qin stepped out from behind the counter and helped He Ming up.

He Ming was dazed and disoriented, his head spinning. He didn't know how to refuse, so he obediently followed Feng Qin down a corridor. Turning a corner, they entered a room. Judging from the furnishings, it didn't seem like a guest room, but rather someone's room. Of course, a bar wouldn't have guest rooms; this must be the bartender's room.

Feng Qin helped He Ming lie down on the bed. He felt extremely uncomfortable down there, and his desire was rising. The scent of the beautiful woman beside him aroused him, making him want to reach out and embrace her, but he restrained his desire. He could control himself at the moment.

Feng Qin didn't linger. She turned and left the room, locking the door behind her. Then she took out her phone, dialed a number, and after the other person answered, she said, "Hello, are you Chen Ming's mother?" "Oh, he's drunk at our 'Bright and Bright' bar, could you come pick him up?"

Time ticked by, and He Ming, lying on the bed, felt increasingly hot. His wicked thoughts surfaced more and more frequently, and his penis was already erect. He was drenched in sweat, and tried to pull up his t-shirt to get some air, but it didn't work. It seemed the alcohol was wearing off, and his mind had cleared somewhat. He knew he needed a woman right now, a desire stronger than ever before, a fire that seemed to ignite his blood.

Unable to bear it any longer, He Ming got up and staggered to the door, trying to open it. He twisted and turned the doorknob for a while, but there was no response.

He Ming was panting heavily, his throat moving rapidly. He couldn't hold on any longer; he really wanted to scream for help. But a sliver of reason made him abandon the idea.

About twenty minutes later, Xia Jingmei hurriedly entered the bar. She wore a snow-white short dress, her face as white as snow, her beautiful hair simply pinned up. Below her knees, her slender, long legs were so straight, covered in semi-transparent stockings that shimmered faintly under the colorful lights, like a holy glow on delicate skin. On her jade-like feet were silver high-heeled sandals, making her look both beautiful and sensual.

Xia Jingmei attracted many lecherous eyes as soon as she entered. Many already quite drunk men winked and whistled at her, but she seemed oblivious, gracefully walking to the counter. After some inquiries, she finally found the waitress who had called her—Feng Qin.

"Yes, he's drunk here. I found your number on his phone, so I called you to pick him up!"

Feng Qin explained.

"Where is he now?" "

Xia Jingmei asked impatiently.

"Oh, I helped him to his room to rest. It's the room on the left at the end of that corridor. I was afraid he'd get drunk and wander off, so I locked the door. Here's the key. Go check it out. I'm at work, so it's inconvenient for me to go with you!" Feng

Qin pointed out the way to Xia Jingmei and handed her the key.

Xia Jingmei took the key and, following Feng Qin's directions, walked through the passage, found the room, picked up the key, and inserted it into the lock.

Chapter 242 Conspiracy, Indecent Assault on Xia Jingmei (Part Two)

The door slowly opened, and Xia Jingmei was stunned. The first thing she saw was a pair of bloodshot eyes, then a distorted face, unfamiliar yet familiar. She was shocked and suddenly realized that this was her adopted son, who should have been drunk and unconscious.

He Ming was also stunned when he saw his adoptive mother, but it was only for a fraction of a second. His consciousness was completely overwhelmed by lust, and he had been craving this gentle and elegant beauty for a long time. How could he control himself? He grabbed her fragrant shoulder and reflexively pulled her into his arms. Then, while kissing her passionately, he pulled her into the room.

"Ah, no, Xiaoming, what are you doing?" Xia

Jingmei clearly hadn't expected her adopted son's sudden outburst. It wasn't until she was pulled into his arms that she reacted, struggling to avoid his alcohol-reeking mouth. With

her delicate body in his arms, and given the summer heat and her revealing clothing, He Ming could clearly feel her curvaceous figure—soft, full, and voluptuous—coupled with a captivating fragrance. His lust surged like a burst dam, completely devoid of reason, let alone any tenderness. He began groping her, pushing her towards the bed.

"No… let go…"

Xia Jingmei struggled fiercely. Her chastity was threatened; how could she remain calm, especially since the perpetrator was her adopted son? The thought alone sent chills down her spine. She had already lost her reason; now she was simply a woman, a woman fighting to protect her chastity, and she no longer cared about maintaining the decorum of an adoptive mother. She pushed and shoved He Ming.

He Ming was like a maddened beast, shoving Xia Jingmei onto the bed and roughly pressing his body against hers, his mouth moving towards her fair cheek, while one hand simultaneously slipped under her skirt.

"No, stop! Help me…"

Xia Jingmei had completely lost her composure, desperately struggling against He Ming's shoulders, tears welling in her eyes.

In the struggle, Xia Jingmei's long, beautiful black hair cascaded down to her waist, spreading across the bed, creating a scene of tragic beauty.

Suddenly, He Ming lifted his beautiful foster mother's long skirt all the way up to her chest. Now, her entire body was only covered by her underwear, leaving her clad in an extremely sexy black semi-transparent lingerie set. Her sexy lower body was faintly visible through the semi-transparent pantyhose, and a beautiful, alluring, fair, and delicate youthful body was almost completely exposed before He Ming's eyes.

Xia Jingmei's skin was very fair and tender, and the black lingerie made her body even more sexy. Her breasts were definitely at least an E-cup, pushing her black embroidered bra tightly. Her fair and slender legs were extremely beautiful, even more alluring under the flesh-colored pantyhose! At thirty-two years old, this was the prime of a woman's life.

At this moment, He Ming's blood was boiling, his bloodshot eyes greedily fixed on his long-desired beautiful foster mother, Xia Jingmei's fiery body almost completely naked. Her face was absolutely perfect, a classic claw-like face exuding an elegant aura that gave off an unapproachable vibe. Her upper body was partially exposed, revealing her rounded shoulders, slender waist, and flat stomach. Her sexy bra only covered two-thirds of her body, stretched taut by her firm, high breasts, making one suspect it might burst free at any moment.

Xia Jingmei's translucent breasts were half-naked, her two pointed nipples barely visible through the thin, semi-transparent bra.

Xia Jingmei was both ashamed and angry. Her jade-like body was adorned with two firm, soft breasts, definitely of the voluptuous type, surging and large, pointed and perky, shyly upturned, adorable and adding to her symmetrical beauty. Two pink nipples, glistening and translucent, were barely visible through the bra, making one stare intently, wishing they could immediately climb a mountain and pluck them; her flat stomach was adorned with alluring... Her small navel, like a snow lotus on a snow-white ice field, was a perfect finishing touch; her pubic hair was densely packed and clearly visible inside her narrow, semi-transparent black thong, and her straight, slender legs were kicking wildly. Although she was flustered, she was still dazzlingly beautiful.

Through the slightly transparent black thong, one could vaguely see the full, rounded private parts of the young woman. The thick, soft pubic hair lightly covered the pink and tightly closed crimson valley below, which was captivating. Her ivory-carved jade-like legs were soft, delicate, white, and slender. Her crystal-clear thighs, flawless white calves, plump and beautiful ankles, and delicate and well-proportioned toes were simply perfect works of art!

Xia Jingmei was covered in fragrant sweat from the intense struggle and excitement. Her breasts were already flushed, making her even more charming. Her pair of full and beautiful breasts swayed from side to side and rose and fell with her movements, and her two pink nipples stood proudly in her semi-transparent bra.

Just then, like a wild beast, He Ming suddenly grabbed the front strap of the bra and yanked it hard. With a "snap," the hook at the back couldn't withstand the force and broke off. Her pair of fair and firm breasts almost popped out, but fortunately, the shoulder straps were still hanging on her shoulders, and because of Xia Jingmei's full breasts, they didn't fall to the ground.

Xia Jingmei cried out "Ah!" and forgot to kick He Ming. She hurriedly tried to cover herself, but her reaction was a beat too slow. He Ming had already grabbed her full breasts through the sexy bra and was kneading and playing with them. He could clearly feel the buds inside proudly standing erect in his palms. He Ming didn't pull off the bra because the soft touch was irresistible. His hands unconsciously gripped Xia Jingmei's firm, full breasts through the sexy bra. He finally grasped his beautiful foster mother's breasts; the high, firm breasts were incredibly elastic—it felt amazing!

Xia Jingmei was in turmoil. She was committing incest, something against all moral principles, which she could not accept and absolutely could not allow to happen. So she desperately pushed him away, shouting, "Xiao Ming, let me go! You can't do this! I'm your foster mother! You can't do this!" But

He Ming couldn't listen to anything now. He flung off the swaying bra, revealing the perfect breasts he had longed for. Full and high, they weren't like some women's breasts with prominent veins. They were smooth and white, with small, bright red nipples, like two ripe cherries.

Xia Mingmei instinctively tried to stop him, but He Ming quickly pressed down on both of Xia Jingmei's wrists with one hand, freeing the other to caress her smooth, creamy breasts. Xia Jingmei's breasts were delicate and supple, with an exquisite feel. He Ming frantically and passionately grabbed and kneaded those high, beautiful breasts. He pushed forcefully upwards from the base of her breasts, following the smooth, satin-like cone shape, until he reached the top, where he pinched the two hard, pink nipples between his middle and index fingers.

"Ah!"

A tingling sensation quickly spread throughout her body, and Xia Jingmei's scream even contained a slight tremor, her resistance weakening instantly.

He Ming kneaded her forcefully without any tenderness, and soon, vivid red marks appeared on her two jade peaks. Although Xia Jingmei resisted desperately, her sharp fingernails scratching He Ming's arm with red marks, she still couldn't escape his clutches.

Immediately afterward, He Ming roughly reached into Xia Jingmei's pantyhose and narrow underwear, then pulled them down sharply. Xia Jingmei's beautiful body was now completely exposed. He Ming's penis, already engorged and erect due to the aphrodisiac, now stood at an unprecedented height. Her lower abdomen was smooth and white, soft and supple, with a dense, neatly arranged patch of dark, glossy pubic hair forming an inverted triangle. Beneath this patch of soft, black pubic hair, her clean, soft mons pubis slightly raised, and below that, a bright red, delicate, and tightly closed vulva concealed a glimpse of spring. A pair of snow-white, rounded, smooth, firm, and beautifully long legs, the inner thighs so delicate and tender they were almost transparent, evoked a feeling of tender, fragile love.

With a scream, Xia Jingmei snapped out of her daze and instinctively covered her breasts and genitals with her hands. Her right hand covered her full, white breasts, and her left hand covered her private parts, her face flushed with shame, too exhausted to resist any longer.

Under the allure of this snow-white, perfect body, He Ming was completely pushed into a raging furnace, fueling his passion and madness; his brain was about to explode!

"Xiao Ming, no!"

Seeing that she had already gone completely undone, Xia Jingmei's heart began to panic. In her haste, she reached out to push He Ming away, but unconsciously revealed the most alluring sights—the bright red of her areolas and the dark black of her pubic hair—further inflaming the young man's desire.

"He Ming…you…stop…if you keep doing this, I will never forgive you!"

In her panic, Xia Jingmei hardened her face, thinking this tactic would work, but she was wrong.

"Uh...uh...Aunt Xia...I like you so much!"

He Ming only paused for a fleeting moment before letting out a beastly sound, continuing, "Aunt Xia...your body is so beautiful, I want to fuck you..."

Before he finished speaking, He Ming pounced on Xia Jingmei like a wild beast, pulling her tightly into his arms.

His strong arms held Xia Jingmei's naked, fiery body like iron hoops, and a unique masculine scent filled his nostrils. Xia Jingmei didn't show any disgust; instead, her eyes unconsciously became somewhat hazy.

He Ming's body was as hot as a furnace. His strong arms suddenly pulled the two of them together, and Xia Jingmei pressed herself tightly against He Ming's body, completely naked, while her adopted son was still wearing a thin summer outfit, and she was completely naked.

"No!"

He Ming's powerful movements brought Xia Jingmei's eyes back to clear, and she began to desperately pound her fists on the young man's back. The full breasts that Xia Jingmei was usually proud of had lost their former firmness under He Ming's strong embrace, pressed tightly against He Ming's chest, forming two huge discs without a gap. They were so close that they could almost hear each other's rapid heartbeats.

He Ming's other hand moved downwards, tightly gripping Xia Jingmei's pert, bare buttocks and pressing her forward forcefully. This caused Xia Jingmei's lower body to involuntarily arch upwards, and He Ming's engorged penis in his pants plunged precisely between Xia Jingmei's tender inner thighs, pressing against her sensitive vulva. Xia Jingmei let out a soft "uh," weakly clutching her adopted son, instinctively clenching her legs in tension, which only caused their genitals to rub tightly together. The thick shaft pressed against the beauty's vulva and inner thighs, the tip directly penetrating the tender flesh of her buttocks.

Xia Jingmei's private parts thus came into such intimate contact with He Ming's penis for the first time. The beauty had been alone in her chambers for a long time, and now she only felt dizzy and weak in her limbs.

"Oh my god...it's so big...just like a foreign man's..."

Xia Jingmei was flustered and panting heavily. Her full breasts, pressed against the lecherous man's, heaved uncontrollably. A surge of heat coursed through her body, and a slight flutter of excitement stirred within her. But upon seeing her adopted son's face, she regained a sliver of clarity: "No...no, we can't do this!"

Xia Jingmei tried to push He Ming away forcefully, her voice trembling with desire.

But He Ming had completely lost his senses. The friction between his lower body and Xia Jingmei's soft private parts gave him an intense, almost unbearable pleasure. He uttered, "Aunt Xia...I love you so much...I want you to be my wife!"

With that, He Ming's large mouth began to kiss Xia Jingmei's face passionately, occasionally nibbling at her sensitive earlobe.

“Aunt Xia, you have no idea how much I love you… The moment I saw you, I was captivated, my soul flew away with you…”

“You know, my thoughts revolve around you all day long… At night, I fantasize about your body masturbating in bed, and even when I’m with other women, I’m still thinking about you…”

As the saying goes, drunken words speak the truth, He Ming muttered to himself, frantically kissing his beautiful foster mother’s earlobe and cheeks, and even trying to kiss Xia Jingmei’s lips.

Hearing He Ming’s passionate confession, Xia Jingmei showed no emotion; instead, her eyes grew clearer, as if she had made a decision. She desperately tried to dodge, repeatedly shouting “No!” but her legs, fearing the huge, fiery movement, reflexively clamped themselves tighter.

“He Ming… He Ming… What are you doing… Let me go… We can’t do this… Let me put on my clothes…”

Xia Jingmei was truly enraged, even her way of addressing him changed, as she tried desperately to break free from He Ming’s embrace.

“Aunt Xia…Aunt Xia…”

He Ming’s voice suddenly grew louder, his expression contorted, as if he were angry.

“Let me go!!!”

Xia Jingmei seemed not to hear him, resolutely and violently twisting her delicate body. Her sensitive nipples rubbed against He Ming’s body as she twisted, and He Ming’s hard penis rubbed against her tender vulva with Xia Jingmei’s twisting.

“No, I feel so uncomfortable, I want you!”

He Ming frantically pressed his lips

against hers. In the fierce struggle with He Ming, Xia Jingmei’s private parts could not escape the huge, hot friction below, only feeling an unbearable itching inside her vagina, and her vaginal fluids increased. At this moment, He Ming’s hand suddenly reached from behind Xia Jingmei’s buttocks to her genitals, rubbing against Xia’s already wet petals.

“Ah!”

Xia Jingmei trembled all over, and couldn’t help but moan.

He Ming couldn't wait to kiss Xia Jingmei's cheek, his large, alcohol-scented lips sliding down to hers...

He Ming's fiery lips possessed Xia Jingmei's small mouth, his thin tongue prying open her closed cherry lips, rubbing against her pearly white teeth, greedily sucking the saliva inside.

Xia Jingmei shook her head left and right to avoid him, but He Ming held her tightly. Finally, her teeth loosened, and that hateful tongue had already slipped inside.

Their tongues intertwined, sucking the beauty's fragrant nectar, kissing her until she could only let out soft moans. The long, passionate kiss, the constant rubbing of their private parts, made Xia Jingmei fall into a daze. He Ming took the opportunity to pull down his pants. Since they were sweatpants without a belt, it was quite convenient, and his huge penis was immediately exposed. Then, he lifted one of Xia Jingmei's long legs, his large penis pressing against the entrance of her vagina, feeling a warm sensation, and began to suck on his large glans with a rhythmic opening.

Xia Jingmei felt the tip of the large glans against her vagina, and her whole body convulsed. A stream of fluid flowed from her vagina onto the glans

. "Oh my god, no, no, this can't be!" Xia Jingmei cried out in horror, biting her white teeth against He Ming

's lips. "Ah..." He Ming pushed Xia Jingmei away and covered her mouth.

"Don't touch me... don't touch me..."

Xia Jingmei covered her lower body and breasts with her hands. The long embrace and violent struggle had left her drenched in sweat and weak all over.

He Ming grabbed Xia Jingmei and, before she could react, pressed his lips to hers. How could He Ming, burning with desire, stop?

Xia Jingmei curled her white legs, trying to kick him away, but He Ming reacted quickly. He grabbed Xia Jingmei's feet and forcefully spread them apart, making her lie on the bed in a starfish position, her pink lower body completely exposed.

Like a wild beast, He Ming pounced on that perfect, delicate body, grabbing her struggling hands and forcefully pressing them above her head.

Xia Jingmei, seemingly driven to desperation, disregarded the pain and suddenly rammed her smooth forehead into He Ming's nose, striking him squarely.

"Ah!"

He Ming cried out in pain, simultaneously jerking his head back and covering his nose with his hand. At the same time, Xia Jingmei's knee slammed into his side, shoving him violently. Caught off

guard, He Ming was knocked off the bed, covering his nose with one hand and his waist with the other, momentarily stunned and unable to recover.

Just then, Xia Jingmei rolled over, panicked, and without even bothering to put on her clothes, tried to run outside.

However, He Ming's mind was now filled with lust. The alcohol had reduced the pain to a minimum, and he reacted quickly, grabbing Xia Jingmei's jade-like arm and yanking her back onto the bed. He then forcefully pounced on her soft

, delicate body once more. "No!" Xia Jingmei cried out, but unfortunately, in her current state, how could she possibly be a match for He Ming in a close-quarters fight? Both her wrists were firmly held by He Ming, her legs were spread wide apart again, and He Ming's genitals were pressed tightly against Xia Jingmei's.

Gradually, Xia Jingmei's legs finally went weak, while He Ming's penis had become incredibly hard. The sight of a beautiful, naked, voluptuous body writhing beneath him was incredibly stimulating.

He Ming did everything he could to arouse Xia Jingmei's desire, his tongue tentatively teasing her lips and cheeks. Xia Jingmei's chest heaved violently, her breath coming in short gasps. She didn't respond to He Ming's tongue teasing her, nor did she bite him. He Ming continued to gently press and rotate his fingers on Xia Jingmei's nipples, his body slowly undulating over her delicate form, squeezing and burning her.

After this fierce struggle, Xia Jingmei's body seemed to collapse, weak and powerless, whether she had given up or simply had no strength left.

He Ming held her fragrant, smooth, and tender pink body, touching her soft skin, so comfortable and soothing. Her shapely breasts pressed against his chest, the two firm and alluring mounds rubbing against his chest.

Xia Jingmei suddenly pleaded, "No, Xiaoming, please calm down."

He Ming couldn't listen, using his strong hands to tightly grasp her delicate hands, pressing his body against the tall Xia Jingmei, making it hard for her to breathe. He used his knees to spread her long, snow-white, perfectly rounded legs wide, while his large, fleshy penis, seeking its way into her beautiful opening, pressed against the outside of Xia Jingmei's alluring and tender vulva.

The beautiful woman was pinned down on the large bed. She tried to resist, but her whole body was weak and powerless. Her body writhed like a beautiful snake, stretching and kicking. Her two snow-white, rounded thighs were completely exposed, her legs spread apart. For some reason, her vulva was already soaked with her own juices, gleaming strangely under the light. Her wet, dark pubic hair glistened with dewdrops of juices, and a pink stream could be vaguely seen in the dark bush. The flowing juices slowly seeped from the pink crevice, and the smooth, delicate inner thighs were wet and sticky with a lot of juices.

Xia Jingmei was aroused by the intense friction. He Ming's large hands had grasped her proud, incredibly full breasts and kneaded them forcefully. She could only murmur, "No... Xiaoming! No..." She struggled with her last bit of strength, but He Ming was too strong, pressing down on her until she could hardly breathe.

He Ming, panting heavily, pressed his face against her breasts, sucking on her nipples while his penis probed towards her private parts.

"Ah...no...let me go!"

Xia Jingmei struggled again, pushing the man away forcefully. The strange stimulation made her weak all over. Xia Jingmei pounded on the man's back with her hands, but her deep sexual desire was being intensely aroused, and she was already exhausted, leaving her powerless.

He Ming pressed his large glans against Xia Jingmei's wet vulva, rubbing it wantonly. Xia Jingmei screamed again, twisting her body violently and futilely, trying to avoid the hot penis pressing against her vagina.

He Ming cupped Xia Jingmei's full buttocks, pulling her body forcefully towards him.

Xia Jingmei felt a hot sensation from her lower body, and then, a thick, rod-like object seemed to slowly but firmly begin to pry open her clean, tightly closed labia.

"No!!" Xia Jingmei cried out in terror, desperately pounding on the lecher's shoulder.

During this struggle, He Ming felt his manhood shift, needing adjustment.

Looking at that alluring body, He Ming's mouth began to water. Just as he was about to take further action, he suddenly felt his collar being grabbed from behind and pulled back with great force. Caught

off guard, He Ming stumbled and fell off the bed. Turning around, he saw Su Ming, who had appeared at some point, his face cold. Before his lust-fueled brain could even react for half a second, a fist loomed large in his vision.

"Bang!"

He Ming's reaction was sluggish; he couldn't dodge effectively. His left cheek was struck hard, and he staggered to the side, collapsing to the ground, completely stunned. Before he could react, Su Ming, without a word, launched another flurry of kicks.

Due to the effects of drugs and alcohol, He Ming's reaction was slow; he couldn't defend himself and could only clumsily try to block with his mechanical arms.

Meanwhile, Xia Jingmei had already gotten up, clutching the blanket to cover her delicate body, sobbing softly. Her adopted son had been beaten, but she seemed oblivious, stunned and numb. After a long while, she finally reacted, repeatedly crying out, "Stop hitting him! Stop!"

Despite this humiliation, it was clear she still

harbored resentment towards He Ming. Su Ming, feeling particularly vindicated, kicked He Ming several times before walking to the bedside and asking in a very affectionate tone, "Are you alright?"

Xia Jingmei shook her head repeatedly, tightly clutching the sheets, saying nothing, only weeping. The only exposed snow-white shoulders, delicate collarbones, and smooth skin were enough to make one imagine how alluring the body beneath the sheets must be.

"That brat is truly despicable, actually trying to… you, you even adopted him, you're a complete ingrate!"

Su Ming's words were harsh, not missing a single opportunity to attack, showing that in his eyes, He Ming was no longer considered his niece's husband.

Xia Jingmei remained silent, tears streaming down her face, clearly showing the devastating impact this had on her. Normally, if someone had spoken to He Ming like that, she would have immediately turned on them.

He Ming, meanwhile, lay limp on the ground like a lump of mud, his face covered in bruises and his clothes stained with footprints. His earlier control over Xia Jingmei was entirely due to lust unleashed, but this beating had nearly extinguished that beastly desire within him. His strength was almost completely drained, leaving only waves of exhaustion, his brain beginning to shut down, and he drifted into drowsiness.

Su Ming stayed with Xia Jingmei, offering comfort but mostly condemning He Ming's shamelessness.

"Alright, you can go now!"

Xia Jingmei glanced at her adopted son on the ground from time to time, a hint of pity gradually appearing on her face. She grew increasingly impatient with Su Ming's words and finally spoke.

Su Ming wasn't stupid. He understood that the other person's instructions meant they wanted him to get dressed first, so he didn't want to argue. He got up and walked towards the door, but hesitated as he passed He Ming. Ultimately, he knelt down and helped the limp "nephew-in-law" to his feet and led him outside. He wasn't being kind; even a fool would understand he was worried about Xia Jingmei being taken advantage of. Although He Ming was already half-asleep, it showed how narrow-minded this man was, completely at odds with his education.

Su Ming helped He Ming out of the room and then disgustedly let go. He Ming slumped down as if he'd lost his bones, collapsing onto the cold floor, leaning against the wall, eyes closed, unresponsive.

Xia Jingmei got up and slowly dressed. Her eyes had cleared, and judging from her expression, she didn't seem to care too much about the incident.

For the next half hour, Su Ming drove Xia Jingmei and He Ming back to the villa in Taoyuan District.

"Well, Su Ming, it's getting late. Thank you for your help tonight. Go back and rest!"

The two helped He Ming upstairs to his room. After sitting in the living room for more than ten minutes, seeing that it was already past midnight, Xia Jingmei gave him the hint to leave.

"Well, I'll stay tonight!"

Su Ming said calmly.

"..."

Xia Jingmei was taken aback, looking at Su Ming in surprise.

Su Ming awkwardly touched his nose and explained, "I was worried about you!"

"It's alright, Xiao Ming is so drunk, he's already unconscious!"

Xia Jingmei smiled faintly and said.

"Alright then, you should rest early too!"

Even Su Ming, with his thick skin, couldn't pester her any longer, so he got up to leave.

After seeing Su Ming off, Xia Jingmei closed the door, turned off the living room light, and went upstairs. She took a basin from the bathroom, filled it with hot water, put down a towel, and went into He Ming's room.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she quietly looked at her adopted son for a moment, sighed slightly, picked up the hot towel, and began to carefully wipe He Ming's messy face.

"Why did Su Ming go so far!"

Xia Jingmei's face showed pity, then she frowned and muttered to herself, clearly proving that she didn't take the matter to heart at all. She

carefully wiped He Ming's face clean, hesitated for a moment, then removed his disheveled outer clothes and trousers.

Although He Ming was unconscious, the effects of the medication hadn't worn off, and some areas were still conspicuous, making her cheeks flush.

After carefully wiping He Ming's entire body, Xia Jingmei found Yunnan Baiyao (a traditional Chinese medicine) in her room and meticulously applied it to his wounds before returning to her room.

If He Ming could see this scene now, he would surely be moved to tears.

The night passed peacefully like this. When He Ming groggily opened his eyes, the sun was shining brightly outside.

His throbbing head was extremely uncomfortable; he basically didn't want to think about anything. He left his room, went to the bathroom, and splashed cold water on his face, which relieved some of the discomfort.

Last night's events flashed through his mind. Relying on fragmented memories, He Ming pondered and quickly realized the problem: he had clearly been tricked, and the one who had caused his miserable state was none other than Feng Qin.

Chapter 243 Declaration of War

"That wretched woman, why did she do this?"

He Ming cursed inwardly, his face contorted in pain. He looked in the mirror and saw the clear marks on his face, his anger growing even stronger. Even though Su Ming was Su Xue's uncle, he wouldn't let this go unpunished.

Dealing with Su Ming was indeed a concern, but dealing with Feng Qin was a piece of cake for He Ming. Of course, before that, he had something he had to do: apologize to his adoptive mother.

Although He Ming was dazed and confused after being tricked last night, he still remembered some of what he had done. Treating Xia Jingmei like that was undoubtedly a disaster, casting a huge shadow over their relationship.

He Ming cursed Su Ming's descendants in his mind—why not eight generations of ancestors? Who told that this bastard to be Su Xue's uncle?

He Ming dressed and then carefully went downstairs. The sound of the television came from the living room. Usually at this time, even on a Saturday, Xia Jingmei would go to the company to check on things. This unusual behavior made him increasingly uneasy.

"Su Ming, you just wait!"

He Ming couldn't help but curse inwardly again. If he dealt with Su Ming, he would indeed become the target of everyone's anger, but that was only under the premise of using "ordinary" methods of revenge. What if he used extraordinary methods?

He Ming had already thought it through. For now, he would never settle scores with Su Ming, because at most he would beat the guy up, which would not be enough to vent his anger. Now that he had made some progress in hypnosis, in a few days when he was fully confident, he would use this guy to practice properly and make this bastard wish he were dead.

He Ming steeled himself and walked into the living room, where he saw Xia Jingmei sitting on the sofa. She was wearing simple loungewear, casually leaning back, her long, slender legs crossed, exuding a mature languid charm. Her devilish allure and undulating curves, while serene, also revealed a captivating allure. Every glance and smile of hers held a deep attraction.

He Ming glanced at her briefly but couldn't discern anything from her calm, pretty face, which calmed him slightly.

"You're awake!"

Xia Jingmei noticed He Ming and turned to smile gently.

"Mmm!"

He Ming responded meekly, a sigh of relief in his heart. Judging from the current situation, his beautiful foster mother clearly didn't take that matter too seriously. Of course, as a man, he still had to apologize.

"Aunt Xia, I'm so sorry about last night. I drank too much, and..."

He Ming walked over like a child who had made a mistake, bowing his head and speaking in a voice barely audible.

"It's okay, I don't blame you. Drinking so much, you were completely drunk; anyone would lose their temper!"

The night passed, and Xia Jingmei spoke of the incident with increasing calmness, as if nothing had happened.

He Ming let out a long sigh of relief. He then began to carefully consider the matter.

"I have no past grudges or recent conflicts with Feng Qin. Before that, we were practically strangers. She has absolutely no reason to do this to me."

He Ming had a headache, but then a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Could she be colluding with Su Ming to stage this?" The more

He Ming thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Of course, he didn't dare to jump to conclusions, lest he wrongly accuse an innocent person. So, he decided to go find the woman himself and ask her. If it was true, well, so what if she was a woman? He'd still have to pay back the debt with interest.

Just as He Ming was about to act, he suddenly realized that the woman worked at night. Where was he supposed to find her now? He made a call, but the phone was switched off. He felt increasingly certain that the woman was guilty. No matter how unwilling he was, it seemed he had no choice but to wait until later that night to go to the bar.

He Ming wasted his time idly when his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was an unfamiliar number. He didn't want to answer, but the ringing was so annoying that he picked it up.

"Hello, is this He Ming?"

A familiar voice came through; it was that bastard Su Ming.

"I wasn't looking for you, and you dare call me?"

He Ming said coldly, wanting nothing more than to tear the guy to pieces.

"Heh, I think you have some doubts about what happened last night. Are you free now? How about we talk outside?"

Su Ming was calm, seemingly unafraid of He Ming's retaliation.

"Sure, give me a place!"

To be honest, He Ming really wanted to get confirmation from Su Ming's suspicions, so he decided to hold back for now and meet the guy first.

Su Ming gave him a location: a coffee shop. He Ming arrived quickly. To be honest, he wasn't a fan of this imported coffee shop. He preferred the local teas, with their subtle flavors and understated elegance, like a perfect life, something to aspire to.

He Ming went inside. Su Ming was already there, calmly sitting in a chair, his idiotic demeanor utterly repulsive.

He Ming sat down, crossed his legs, and completely ignored the object opposite him, waiting for this bastard to speak first.

"I think you're not stupid. You should have guessed some things. Yes, I'm telling you plainly, Feng Qin is indeed involved in this. She's the one who added the substance to the drink!"

Su Ming, of course, didn't like He Ming either. They weren't gay, so he had no patience for this stalemate and took the initiative to speak. He Ming

smiled coldly. This matter was indeed related to that bitch. It seemed he'd have to collect his "fragrant and sensual" debt again. For a woman, the best punishment wasn't violence.

"But let me tell you, if you want revenge, come at me. As for Feng Qin, hehe, we'll talk about that when you can find her!"

Su Ming said with an air of complete understanding.

He Ming's eyes narrowed. Judging from this situation, the two bastards who conspired to frame him had already made thorough preparations. Feng Qin was definitely no longer in that bar. In this vast world, finding her again would be harder than climbing to heaven, unless this bastard in front of him spoke up.

"Don't worry, you think this is over? I'll settle this score sooner or later. Su Xue's uncle's status can't save you!"

He Ming sneered and continued, "To be honest, I think you're incredibly stupid. If you're interested in my Aunt Xia, you shouldn't have been so ruthless towards me. You're just creating obstacles for yourself." "

Let me tell you honestly, He Ming!"

Su Ming smiled indifferently and said, "If you were her biological son, even if I fell for your scheme, I'd have to swallow my pride. But you're just an adopted son. She can add your name to the household register, and she can easily remove it!"

He Ming's anger flared instantly. What right did an outsider have to interfere in his relationship with Xia Jingmei? Moreover, these words clearly revealed that if he lost this "battle to protect his adoptive mother," he would lose not only his potential romantic relationship with Xia Jingmei, but even his status as an adopted son.

Su Ming's words were indeed ruthless, placing them in a zero-sum game. If he won, he would absolutely not allow He Ming to remain in Taoyuan District.

These words truly touched a nerve with He Ming. If it weren't for the public setting, he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't have become a murderer today.

"Actually, I didn't want things to turn out this way either. Who told you to use such despicable methods against me? I have a temper; if someone treats me well, I'll treat them even better. But if someone tries to harm me, I'll repay them tenfold!"

Su Ming said, feigning helplessness, his words sounding like the smugness of a victor.

"Very well, very well, that's my personality too. Then let's just see what happens!"

He Ming sneered repeatedly, stood up, and stormed off. He hated Su Ming to the core; a beating or two couldn't quell his hatred. He wanted to make this blind old man wish he were dead.

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