[Urban] The Sequel to My Brother-in-Law's Glory: The Queen Returns (Complete) - 34-36

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Chapter 145

"Let's begin."

Tu Menglan's voice was weak and feeble; I was truly worried she couldn't take it.

"Mom, first, practice your breathing exercises, silently recite the thirty-six-character mantra, and use your understanding of Qigong to circulate your Qi, take it slowly..."

"Okay."

"Let's begin."

I closed my eyes and silently recited: "Circulate Qi through the five elements, internally and orderly, exhale as inhalation, inhale as storage, the Qi is formed in the Du meridian, the fire is gathered in the Ren meridian, the Taichong meridian is full, the marrow sea is long, nine times nine returns to one."

A thick, hot current surged in my dantian, quickly spreading outwards, unruly rushing left and right, flowing through my body's meridians, filling all the acupoints and bones, and rapidly releasing nine condensed true Qi. My languid body was now moving with energy; the nine true Qi had left my body, soaring around me like true dragons.

My mind went blank, and a jolt of electricity coursed through my limbs, leaving me feeling incredibly comfortable. I entered a state of blissful oblivion. A stream of true energy surged down, sinking into my dantian, surging and churning in my lower abdomen, guiding abundant blood to fill my corpus cavernosum. My erection hardened considerably. The energy gradually gathered in the meridians of my lower body, growing ever stronger. Suddenly, it surged forth, the powerful energy continuously flowing into Tu Menglan's body. I dared not open my eyes, afraid to see Tu Menglan's appearance, but my ears were alert, ready to forcibly interrupt the energy flow if the two nurses issued a warning, regardless of the potential injury.

Fortunately, one stream of energy returned after passing through Tu Menglan's body, and she showed no signs of distress. I repeated the process, guiding two streams of energy into her body a second time. This time, I heard a brief moan. I opened my eyes and looked at Tu Menglan; she was drenched in sweat, her expression shifting between relief and pain. I was a little worried. After all, Tu Menglan's cultivation was far inferior to my aunt's. My aunt's body could accept all nine of my true qi, while Tu Menglan only accepted two and reacted strongly. I prayed that when those two true qi returned to my body, Tu Menglan would be safe and sound.

"Huff, huff."

Tu Menglan was panting, trembling in my arms. I was extremely anxious. My true qi stagnates, and I feel dizzy. I was startled and quickly closed my eyes to breathe, clearing my mind and silently reciting the thirty-six-character mantra.

However, I could still clearly hear Tu Menglan breathing rapidly. What should I do? Just as I was getting anxious, I suddenly heard two nurses scream: "Chief, Chief, you're vomiting blood! Mr. Li, look, look..."

I was shocked, but I couldn't open my eyes because my internal qi was churning. The seven true qi within me were in chaos and uncontrollable. I silently recited the thirty-six-character mantra, trying my best to calm the churning qi within me. But just then, the other two true qi returned, making my internal qi even more chaotic.

Just then, I heard a scream, and a hot liquid sprayed onto my body. I heard my aunt shouting, "Sister Lan, sink your Qi to the Tanzhong acupoint! Don't fight back! Don't use your internal energy to fight back! Follow my internal force to circulate your true Qi..."

I didn't understand what she meant. I could only worry about myself first. With my aunt there, I didn't need to worry too much. I silently recited, "Circulate the Qi of the Five Elements, internally and orderly. Exhale to receive, inhale to store. The Qi is formed in the Du meridian, the fire is gathered in the Ren meridian. When the Taichong meridian is full, the marrow sea is long..."

When I reached "Nine times nine equals one," a blurry image suddenly flashed through my mind. An old man with a hooked nose and eagle eyes roared at me, "You idiot! When the Taichong meridian is full, store the Qi in the sea of Qi. When the sea of Qi is full, the marrow sea is full. Concentrate everything in the sea of Qi! Concentrate everything in the sea of Qi!"

I didn't care about anything else and said, "Not the Tanzhong acupoint, but the sea of Qi. Concentrate everything in the sea of Qi first."

I also guided my true Qi to the sea of Qi. The nine streams of true Qi gathered, and my lower abdomen became extremely hot. My seminal vesicles were burning hot, and I felt like I needed to urinate. I heard my aunt anxiously say, "Sister Lan, listen to Zhonghan, go down further, enter the Qi Sea."

Before she finished speaking, Tu Menglan vomited again, spewing out something. I suddenly smelled a strong, fishy stench, and my aunt exclaimed, "Wow, it stinks!"

But the stench didn't affect me anymore. Reciting the thirty-six-character mantra, I entered a state of selflessness again. Eight of the nine streams of true energy dispersed, leaving only one in my lower abdomen. The eight dispersed streams of true energy returned to their respective territories, hiding among my bones and meridians. My whole body was filled with energy, and I felt incredibly comfortable. After a while, I opened my eyes, and the scene before me shocked me. I was covered in blood, some of it darker bruises. Tu Menglan leaned against me as if asleep, while my aunt placed her hands on Tu Menglan's back, panting as she looked at me.

I asked softly, "How is she?"

My aunt replied, "Her heartbeat is normal, and her pulse is steady."

"Can I pull it out?"

My aunt shook her head. "Wait, let's ask Sister Lan first."

"It's okay."

Tu Menglan stirred slightly. "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

My aunt instructed, "Zhonghan, you carry Sister Lan upstairs first, I'll call Huang Li to come in and clean up."

I nodded, pulled out my penis, picked up Tu Menglan, and left. Two nurses followed closely behind. We went up to the second floor and arrived at Tu Menglan's room. I gently put her down, covered her with a blanket, and soon Tu Menglan fell into a deep sleep. The two nurses were extremely nervous, taking out instruments and frequently measuring Tu Menglan's temperature and blood pressure.

I left Tu Menglan's room and quickly washed off the blood. Whew, I finally completed the task. I wonder how well it went. My aunt was cautious and immediately asked Yan Di to go to the hospital to bring the best internal medicine specialist to examine Tu Menglan. Fortunately, there was nothing serious. She only told Tu Menglan to rest more, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. I left Xilinmen and went to the parking lot, pausing to admire the beautiful riverside scenery. Beautiful women were still playing in the water, amidst the vibrant flowers and willows, their joyful chatter unnoticed. Little did they know that Tu Menglan and I had just experienced a thrilling life-or-death ordeal.

I rarely wanted to rest, but Shouxianju was too crowded and noisy; Xilinmen offered Tu Menglan a quiet place to recuperate; Fengcaiju had my mother-in-law, Wang Queping, and I felt guilty, so I dared not rest there; Yongfuju was full of young girls, and it was incredibly noisy. It seemed only Deluju offered a peaceful place to sleep. Actually, I wasn't tired; I just wanted some peace and quiet. I had only been lying in bed for a short while when I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, I was starving. I drew back the curtains—it was already evening.

Huh? Zhuang Meiqi wasn't there, nor was Tang Yilin. Deluju was eerily quiet. Had those two beauties gone visiting someone? Suddenly remembering Tu Menglan, I rushed out of my room and ran all the way to Xilinmen. I happened to run into Huang Li, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV. I hugged her and anxiously asked about Tu Menglan's condition. Huang Li reassured me, saying everything was stable; Tu Menglan had woken up briefly, drunk a bowl of millet porridge, and then fell asleep again.

Relieved, I asked about the others. Huang Li rattled off a list: "Sister Meiqi is taking care of Sister Wang Yi, Sister Yuqing, and Sister Chu Hui in the basement."

"Sister Yilin, Sister Yanwan, Sister Lingling, and Sister Xinni are playing cards at Fengcaiju. They're playing for big stakes, I think it's 50,000 per hand. Sister Xinni's luck is bad; she lost several million."

Huang Li stuck her tongue out at me.

"Anything else?"

I remained outwardly calm, but inwardly I was shocked. Tang Yilin, Qiu Yanwan, Ge Lingling, and Dai Xinni—these four women had mediocre card skills, but their tempers were first-rate. None of them would easily admit defeat. In a short time, they had gone from playing for tens of yuan per hand to 50,000 yuan per hand; their ruthlessness had skyrocketed. No, I need to go over there and put them in their place later, otherwise it'll easily lead to conflict, and it'll be too late to intervene then.

Huang Li thought for a moment, then said mysteriously, "Xiao Jun, Sister Xiao Lan, Sister Yang Ying , and Catherine are playing on the computer in their room, and it looks like they're video chatting naked with someone.

" A surge of anger welled up inside me. No wonder Xiao Jun, Min Xiao Lan, and Yang Ying have been hiding in their rooms lately; they've become addicted to the internet and even stripped naked. It's infuriating! I frowned and said irritably, "And what else?"

Huang Li stuck out her tongue again and continued, "Sister Yan Yan and Sister Yong Xian are checking the company's accounts. They're busy non-stop in the small living room on the second floor of Shouxianju. I've been bringing them all the food."

Seeing Huangli bustling around, I felt a pang of tenderness and held her little hand in mine. "Why are you always the one doing all this? Where's your sister, Dujuan?"

Huangli, being clever, understood my concern. She smiled sweetly and said in a sweet voice, "Sister hasn't been lazy! She's always cooking and preparing the meals, even more diligent than me. Right now, she's pouring tea and water at Fengcai Residence."

"Oh, and there's more?"

I thought to myself, inwardly blaming myself for misunderstanding Dujuan. These two sisters were more like maids than servants, more like servant girls. If this continued, wouldn't their delicate little hands be ruined? In any case, the family definitely needed a nanny and a handyman. I took Huangli's soft little hand, gently breathed on it, and played with it.

Taking the opportunity, Huang Li snuggled into my arms, cooing softly, "Isn't Auntie the one Zhonghan misses the most?"

My heart skipped a beat, secretly admiring Huang Li's intelligence, but I said gently, "Zhonghan misses Huang Li the most."

"Hehe."

Huang Li giggled, becoming even more adorable, "Alright, seeing how eager you are, I'll tell you, Auntie and Aunt Wang went to soak in the river. If you go now, you'll definitely see them." "There are two more."

I chuckled softly, hugging the little girl even tighter, and squeezed her two soft breasts inside her clothes. They were already large enough to be grasped in my hand; I believed that in a while, they would definitely be big-breasted beauties.

Huang Li blushed and said, "Sister Yan Di went to bed early, and Aunt Bai took the two dogs out on patrol after dinner."

Seeing Huang Li calling her "sister" repeatedly, I chuckled and teased her, "Where's your brother-in-law?"

Huang Li, quick-witted, immediately knew who I was referring to. She giggled, "Brother-in-law just woke up, he must be very hungry. There's lots of good food at Shouxianju. After you finish eating… it would be best to go back to Deluju and take a bath. I prepared a silver-black suit for him in Sister Yilin's room. The shoes are new, they're right next to the suit. After you finish your bath… remember to put on the suit before your date."

I kissed Huang Li's lips tenderly and said softly, "Brother-in-law remembers he has a date with Huang Li, but he'll be bringing someone else along."

"Who?"

Huang Li asked calmly, not surprised at all.

I smiled, "Guess, there's a prize if you guess right."

"What prize?"

Huang Li asked.

“I’ll give you whatever you want.”

Huang Li thought for a moment, then whispered in my ear, “I want to see my brother-in-law and aunt being intimate.”

“Ah, why?”

I was surprised.

Huang Li said shyly, “Don’t ask why, I just want to see.”

I readily agreed. Huang Li’s eyes darted around, and she said mysteriously, “I guess… I guess Brother Zhonghan wants to go to the movies with Aunt.”

I was shocked and quickly asked, “Why did you guess it’s Aunt?”

“Hehe.”

Huang Li giggled. I was impatient and quickly pulled off her cotton trousers, making her sit on my lap with her back to me. My hand naturally covered her entire vulva and gently rubbed it. “Say it quickly, don’t hesitate.”

“Brother Zhonghan… ah…”

Huang Li trembled, rubbing the back of her head against my chin.

“Say it quickly.”

I increased the pressure of my rubbing. At such a young age, she was already wearing lace.

Huang Li blushed and stammered, "Because, Auntie asked me... asked me to borrow some stockings from Sister Xinni, saying she has a date tonight. I asked Auntie who she was going on a date with, but she didn't say. But just now, Brother Zhonghan said he was bringing someone along, so I guessed it was Auntie."

I was just relieved when a question arose: "Did you ask Xinni for stockings?"

"Yes, I borrowed three pairs."

Huang Li held up three fingers.

I was uneasy and pressed, "What did Xinni say?"

Huang Li said, "Sister Xinni asked who borrowed them, and I said it was me."

I suppressed a laugh and asked, "What was her reaction?"

"Sister Xinni glared at me."

Huang Li was good at imitating; she mimicked Xinni's gesture of putting her hands on her hips and glaring, making me laugh out loud. Suddenly remembering that Tu Menglan was resting upstairs, I quickly shut up.

Huang Li pouted and sighed softly, "Zhonghan, I won't go tonight. You and Auntie have your date. I swear I won't tell anyone."

My heart softened like cotton. I hugged Huang Li and kissed her passionately, "Huang Li, Zhonghan loves you, really loves you."

I pulled off Huang Li's lace panties and moved them to her lower abdomen. My huge penis was already waiting. After the caresses and teasing, the little girl was already aroused. Her tender little hole was wet. She covered her face with her hands and passively accepted the insertion of the large glans. It slowly went deeper. Huang Li couldn't cover her face anymore. She freed her hands and tightly grabbed my sleeves, trying her best to endure the huge thing entering. Only when it was fully inserted did she gasp for breath.

Chapter 146

I held Huang Li in my arms, gently stroking her genitals and tender breasts. She was only fourteen; I had indeed been a bit too hasty. The sparse downy hair indicated that the little girl was not yet fully developed, but my dark, enormous member had already occupied her sacred forbidden zone. I should feel ashamed.

"Brother Zhonghan, I like it when you wear a suit, not a tie,"

Huang Li whimpered incessantly, her breath coming in gasps.

"Next time, Brother Zhonghan will wear a suit when we make love."

I began to loosen my grip tenderly, my fingers still teasing her clitoris. All I could see was tenderness, pink nipples, pink labia, even her lower abdomen seemed pink. My God, how glaring my large, dark member was against all that pinkness. I had gone too far; I was ravaging her.

Huang Li softly murmured, "Ah, so comfortable. Now I know why everyone likes Brother Zhonghan."

"Do you like making love with your brother-in-law?"

I stripped Huang Li naked, kneading her tender breasts and thrusting into her little hole. The sounds were frequent and intense. The clever Huang Li quickly learned to move, clumsily swallowing and turning her neck to kiss me. She was as beautiful as a flower, both lovely and pitiful: "Brother Zhonghan, I like you so much. I like making love with you, I like kissing you."

I laughed, "Unfortunately, your sister Dujuan doesn't seem to like it."

Huang Li softly replied, "No, my sister has already agreed to make love with you."

"Really?"

My eyes lit up, and I quickened my thrusting. Huang Li straightened her slender waist and, with my help, rose and fell with increasing ease. Her back was supple and boneless, slender and graceful, her little buttocks no bigger than a palm, her anus exceptionally beautiful. Her pink, tender little hole gripped the dark, massive member tightly, the flesh of her hole, exposed during each thrust, so delicate it seemed as if it might break at any moment. The monstrous member, over twenty centimeters long, made her tender little hole thrust up and down. I couldn't bear to watch, yet as I watched, I felt a strange excitement. I loved this feeling of ruthlessly destroying a flower.

"Pat pat pat..."

"Ahhh..."

Huang Li cried out, her cries soft, yet heart-wrenching as if she were being tortured: "Brother Zhonghan, save me, I can't take it anymore, it's so strange, so comfortable, ahhh, I'll call my sister, I'll call my sister, I can't take it..."

The girl's delicate body slowly slumped down, convulsing and whimpering: "Give me the phone."

The intercom was right next to the sofa, and I grabbed it and handed it to Huang Li. She leaned against me, holding the phone: "Sister, come to Xilinmen."

Being so close, I could hear her clearly. It was Du Juan's clear voice on the other end: "Busy here."

Huang Li took a couple of breaths and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhonghan is here."

Du Juan said, "He's awake?"

"Okay,"

Dujuan said immediately. "I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Huangli said softly, "Sister is coming soon."

"Is Dujuan a virgin?"

I asked gently, my penis inside her tender little hole stirring again.

Huang Li reached out and touched the point where they were joined, then curiously sniffed the sticky residue on her fingers. "Of course! It's obvious. If Zhonghan makes love with me later, he'll find we're easily distinguishable. You have a red mole on your chest, about the size of a match head."

"So cute?"

I exclaimed excitedly, continuing my thrusting. Huang Li, ever so charming, moved with me, kissing…

Good heavens, we were already in sync! After only three times of lovemaking, Huang Li and I were perfectly in sync. She learned by analogy, adding twisting, hip-swaying, and circling movements to her thrusts, and even learned to moan: "Mmm… Zhonghan, actually, I really like you. She's just a little serious."

The door opened, and someone walked in: "Huang Li."

Huang Li looked at the person and cried out repeatedly, "Sister… Ahhh…"

"Zhonghan-ge."

It was indeed Dujuan. The little girl stared wide-eyed at me and Huangli making love, her steps slowly approaching. When she was about two meters away from us, Dujuan stopped, her eyes fixed on our genitals. Perhaps it was the first time in her life she had seen real people making love, the first time she had seen her sister's genitals being rubbed by a man's penis. Dujuan was extremely nervous. Her small hand covering her mouth clenched into a fist, she bit her lip hard, and her delicate body trembled. This scene was shocking for Dujuan, who was only fourteen years old.

"Dujuan, come here."

I gestured to Dujuan.

Huang Li said in a trembling voice, "My sister is wearing black stockings she bought herself. She wears black stockings every day, the long kind."

I was quite surprised. If what Huang Li said was true, then Du Juan had already found out that I liked black stockings, and she was already preparing to have a relationship with me. But I didn't see it at all. Young girls are women too, and their thoughts are just as unpredictable. I said excitedly, "Du Juan, Huang Li said you're wearing black stockings. Can you show them to Zhong Han?"

Du Juan hesitated, looking at Huang Li helplessly. Huang Li urged her in a sweet voice. Du Juan was shy for a moment, then quietly pulled up her trouser leg, revealing a small section of black stockings. My breath caught in my throat, and my desire was instantly ignited.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open again, and a stunningly beautiful woman with long, flowing hair and high heels rushed in: "Hmph, you really are a womanizer. Huang Li and Du Juan are only fourteen years old, Li Zhonghan... I, I want a divorce from you."

I was dumbfounded. How could it be Dai Xinni? Why was she dressed so beautifully?

Yes, it must be to compete in beauty. Even when playing mahjong, women dress up to look their best. Besides attracting my attention, the more important reason is that her three mahjong partners are also incredibly beautiful: Tang Yilin, Qiu Yanwan, and Ge Lingling. Aren't they all stunning beauties? Aren't they all charming and alluring? Based on this, I deduced that the other three beauties would also dress up carefully, each determined to outdo the other.

"Sister Xinni, I did it willingly, I did it willingly!"

Terrified, Huang Li didn't even have time to put on her clothes before getting off me. She ran to Dai Xinni in a few quick steps and knelt down with a thud. Du Juan, even more frightened, turned pale and knelt at Dai Xinni's feet as well. "Sister Xinni, please don't be angry, Huang Li and I beg you."

Dai Xinni was furious. Her eyes swept over the sofa and carpet, and she strode over to pick up the women's clothing from the carpet. She then strode over to Huang Li and grabbed her, pulling her up. "Huang Li, put on your clothes! Look at you, you haven't even finished developing and you're already messing around with this lecherous scoundrel! You've been deceived by him, do you know that?"

Huang Li took the clothes and hugged them to her chest, her eyes reddening, and tears streamed down her face. "It's better that Brother Zhonghan lied to me. If he hadn't lied to us, people at the resort would look down on us."

I was shocked . Startled, Dai Xinni was equally astonished and hurriedly asked, "Who looks down on you?"

Huang Li, preoccupied with her tears, remained silent. Dai Xinni pursed her lips and mocked, "Oh, I know, is it because you've done too much work and feel wronged?"

Huang Li shook her head vigorously, "No, no, we like to work, but..."

Dai Xinni said sternly, "Go on, stop stammering. Whatever it is, Sister Xinni will stand up for you."

Huang Li still couldn't speak. Du Juan, anxious, spoke up, "Sister Xinni, we're willing to work, no matter how hard or dirty the work is, but we don't want to be bossed around by outsiders, and we don't want outsiders to think we're just servants of the manor, to be ordered around as they please, and then not even thank you, and instead... they mock us for not being liked by Brother Zhonghan and for having to leave the manor sooner or later."

"Leave the villa?"

Dai Xinni asked angrily. "Which outsider?"

Du Juan blurted out, "Xiao Jun's classmate."

Dai Xinni frowned and asked, "You mean Xiao Lan and Yang Ying?"

"Yes."

Du Juan nodded. Hearing this, my scalp tingled, and my heart raced. I knew trouble was brewing. Without a doubt, it was Min Xiaolan and Yang Ying who, relying on their relationship with me and their status as Xiao Jun's classmates, disregarded the Shangguan sisters. I inwardly groaned. I had sown the seeds of my own illicit affair and had to swallow the bitter fruit myself. I hoped it wouldn't escalate further.

"How did Xiaolan and Yang Ying order you around?"

Dai Xinni sat down on the sofa, her captivating eyes darting left and right, seemingly deep in thought. I was terrified and quickly prayed to Buddha: Amitabha, Amitabha...

Huang Li, now dressed, spoke up: "They make us wash clothes every day, polish shoes, and air out the blankets. It's only four in the afternoon, not even lunchtime, and they already want us to cook for them. Even Auntie never asked us to cook for her at four in the afternoon, and Xinni and the other sisters have never asked us to..."

Du Juan added, "We were kind enough to cook noodles for them, and they didn't even thank us."

Dai Xinni said coldly, "So arrogant?"

"Yes."

The two sisters nodded in unison.

I knew I had to speak up, otherwise, if things got out of hand and we confronted each other, my relationship with Min Xiaolan and Yang Ying would be exposed. Her eyes darted around, and she hardened her heart: "So, you two sisters wanted to make your relationship with me public. Huang Li, you deliberately waited for me at Xilinmen. You knew I would definitely come to visit Aunt Tu as soon as I woke up. Then, after we made love, you called Du Juan. And Du Juan, she deliberately let the four sisters playing cards overhear the call. Everyone knew I was awake, and seeing you acting suspiciously, some people would secretly follow Du Juan to see what was going on. As long as they saw you two sisters making love with me, the news would quickly spread throughout the manor. After Min Xiaolan and Yang Ying found out, they would be polite to you two sisters and wouldn't order you around anymore. Am I right?"

Huang Li's face changed drastically, and Du Juan's teeth chattered in fright: "Brother Zhonghan...you...you must..." "She's the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang."

Dai Xinni glared at me fiercely. I greeted her with a grin and pulled the beautiful Dai to sit on the sofa. "Hehe, you two sisters didn't expect that the person following you around like a cuckoo is the hot-tempered, kind-hearted, and most beautiful sister in the manor, Sister Xinni. But man proposes

, God disposes. Sister Xinni doesn't like to gossip, she only loves to stand up for the weak. You two almost made a mess of things, almost got chopped into eighteen pieces and thrown into the Niangniang River to feed the fish." At this point, Dai Xinni realized this was just a petty squabble between young girls. Min Xiaolan and Yang Ying were both eighteen-year-old girls, and while their actions and behavior were certainly flawed, the Shangguan sisters' cunning shouldn't be underestimated. If they could use such tricks at such a young age, what would they be like when they grew up?

Dai Xinni shared this sentiment, her beautiful eyes flashing coldly, frightening the two sisters into kneeling on the ground: "Ah, Sister Xinni, Sister Xinni..."

"Don't listen to this lecherous scoundrel's nonsense, Sister Xinni isn't that cruel."

Dai Xinni softened. The Shangguan sisters held a special position in Biyun Manor, having served everyone. It was hard to imagine how beautiful women like Dai Xinni would live without them. Even her aunt probably couldn't bear to leave these two clever and hardworking girls. Helpless, Dai Xinni could only vent her anger on me.

Discretion is the better part of valor. I couldn't afford to offend Dai Xinni now, so I had to go along with her. Thinking this, I disregarded all pretense of being an emperor, a king, or a dragon king, and knelt at Dai Xinni's feet along with the Shangguan sisters, my attitude sincere and my tone pitiful: "Since my wife isn't that cruel, please forgive me, Xinni. I was wrong, I'm a bastard, I'm a lecherous scoundrel."

After a pause, observing her expression, I added, "How about this, whatever you lose today is all on me."

Dai Xinni wasn't as generous as Zhuang Meiqi; she valued money more. Previously... It was because David and Robbie caught her embezzling public funds, and she almost lost her virginity. Luckily, I showed up in time. She lost millions today, and she must be heartbroken. Although Dai Xinni has tens of millions in savings, millions is still a considerable sum. Hearing me say that I would take responsibility for any losses, Dai Xinni's anger subsided considerably. She just pretended to be tough and showed her domineering side: "Hmph, no wonder I had such bad luck today, losing over three million. It turns out my husband was cheating on me."

I stood up with a grin and hugged the beautiful Dai Xinni tightly: "Xinni, calm down first..." "Calm down, have some water, make love, and when we get back, we'll wipe them out."

The Shangguan sisters, quick-witted, immediately stood up to pour tea and water. I seized the opportunity to slip my hand inside Daisy's shirt and grasp one of her large breasts. Daisy's face paled, and she hurriedly pulled away, saying, "Let go, you're so annoying."

I grinned wickedly, "Come on, let's have a real battle, let Oriole and Cuckoo learn some techniques." With

her large breasts in my hands, the sensitive Daisy almost surrendered. I chuckled lewdly, then simply lifted her shirt, pulled aside her lace bra, and took her pink, tender nipple into my mouth, rubbing it a few times. Dai Xinni reacted immediately: "What nonsense are you talking about... I'm not going to have any real sex with you... Hey, let go of my hand."

I warned: "Shh, Chu Hui's mother vomited a lot of blood today and is sleeping now. Don't wake her up. She has a strange temper and will kill people if she's woken up. At least three nurses have been killed by this Tu Menglan before."

Tu Menglan does have a strange temper, and the nurses around her have indeed been replaced batch after batch. Whether she killed anyone or not is not important. What's important is that Dai Xinni is scared and doesn't dare to shout: "Don't scare me. Do you think I'm a little girl?"

"Xinni, you really do look like a little girl. If you lost ten or eight pounds, you would definitely be as tender as a nightingale."

I was gentle and tender, specializing in extinguishing a woman's anger. My hands and mouth kept moving. The sensitive Dai Xinni gradually felt something and followed my hand to knead her big breasts.

"So, you think I'm fat?"

Dai Xinni said coquettishly, her charming eyes watery.

“I don’t mind, I like fuller figures. You’re not fat, you’re just the right amount of fullness…”

“No matter how sweet your words are, it’s no use. I… I won’t do this in front of Dujuan and Huangli… Let me go, let me go.”

Dai Xinni’s eyes were glazed over. She couldn’t bear my tongue circling her tender nipples, nor could she bear me sucking her tongue. The kiss was so passionate, so intense. To be precise, Dai Xinni loved kissing. She was very passionate and absorbed. I, however, half-opened my eyes and gestured for the Shangguan sisters to take off Dai Xinni’s pants. The two sisters giggled mischievously. One took off Dai Xinni’s high heels, and the other took off her tight pants.

Dai Xinni was shocked and tried to struggle, but I kissed her even more fiercely: “Let Huangli and Dujuan see what a beauty is, what a perfect figure is, what sexy and charming is. My dear wife, don’t you have the guts to show off your figure?”

“Mmm… mmm…”

Dai Xinni was about to speak when my lips sealed her mouth again.

The Shangguan sisters moved swiftly, taking off their high heels, trousers, and black lace bras, revealing two long, slender legs. I feigned an exclamation: "Wow, what beautiful breasts! Dujuan, what do you think?"

"So beautiful, Sister Xinni, are your breasts real?"

Dujuan stared at Dai Xinni's ample bosom.

Dai Xinni was furious: "Of course they're real! If they were fake, would this lecherous man still marry me?"

I grinned wickedly, still holding Dai Xinni tightly: "Dujuan's doubts are normal. Such beautiful breasts are rare in this world. You two sisters can come and touch them."

Dai Xinni shook her head violently: "Don't touch...don't touch..."

I reasoned with her: "Let Dujuan and Huangli touch them, to confirm it, to convince them."

"So big!"

Huangli and Dujuan, one on each side, thoroughly touched Dai Xinni's breasts.

"Yes, they're so firm, Sister Xinni. Your breasts are the most beautiful. No one in the manor has breasts more beautiful than yours. I'm so envious."

Du Juan wasn't just flattering; her envy was obvious.

No one dislikes hearing compliments, especially a woman like Dai Xinni. She was proud yet insecure, dignified yet vain. At this moment, she was overjoyed. Apart from wearing a black lace panty, she was completely naked. She actually became serious: "Eat more meat, and touch them more often when you have time. They'll grow bigger and bigger in the future."

I vigorously squeezed her breasts with my large hands: "It seems like they only got bigger because I touched them."

"Shut up..."

When the time was right, I kissed her cherry lips, pressed down on her body, and pushed aside the lace panty in one go. Dai Xinni angrily broke free of my lips: "Ah, you're inside! Did you ask for my permission? Ouch, it's so deep! Are you trying to burst me? You lecherous thief, oh oh oh..."

"Do you like lecherous thieves?"

I thrust in and out, without any foreplay, just violently thrusting.

"Giggle."

The two sisters giggled, covering their mouths.

"Oh, oh, oh, be gentle, oh, oh..."

Her breasts swayed wildly, her moans and groans filling the air; Daisy was as sexy as a goddess of desire.

"Slap, slap, slap..."

My response was even more vigorous thrusting, my thick penis densely penetrating her thick pubic hair. Beside me was an alluring lace panty, very transparent. I could feel the lace panty clinging to my large penis; it was a double pleasure. Even Daisy's panties were making love to me. God, black lace! Daisy wore black underwear every day; she hoped to seduce me every moment. I was going crazy.

"Zhonghan, be gentle,"

Daisy murmured, her body twisting and turning like a snake, her pubic hair revealing tender flesh, tender flesh swallowing and releasing my massive member.

"Call me a lecher, I like you calling me a lecher,"

I said menacingly, my lower body surging with power.

“Oh, you lecher, harder!”

“Easy, hard, what’s this?”

I asked, puzzled, slowing my movements. Daisy was furious, about to explode, but I said coldly, “You slut, tell them you’re a big slut.”

“Oh, I am… I’m a big slut.”

“Who are you going to tell?”

I stopped thrusting altogether.

Daisy was on the verge of tears; “Oriole, Cuckoo, Sister Daisy is a big slut… Ah, I don’t want to live anymore, Li Zhonghan, you’ve humiliated me like this, I don’t want to live anymore.”

“Don’t want to live? Then I won’t move.”

I grinned wickedly and started thrusting again.

Daisy closed her beautiful eyes, a smile on her lips, and cried out seductively, “Hurry up, I’m almost there.”

"Beep beep beep..."

The phone always rang at crucial moments, but it didn't affect my thrusting or Dai Xinni's enjoyment. With the Shangguan sisters nearby, someone would always answer the phone.

"Hello, wait a minute."

Huang Li answered the phone and asked a couple of questions before quickly handing it over: "Sister Xinni, your phone."

I secretly sighed at Huang Li's lack of experience. At this point, I should have said that Dai Xinni wasn't there, but unfortunately, the phone was handed to Dai Xinni. She opened her eyes helplessly and took the phone with a frustrated expression: "Hello, Yanwan, I'm not doing anything, I... I'm eating something, I'll be right there."

I grinned mischievously, my lower body moving like the wind, dense as rain.

"Slap slap slap..."

"What's that sound?"

Qiu Yanwan asked curiously on the other end of the line.

Dai Xinni glared at me angrily, and I thrust even more violently, my huge penis almost chafing her tender honey hole. Dai Xinni quickly said, "It's nothing, umm... I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Dai Xinni hugged my neck tightly, frantically responding, "Oh, Zhonghan, you're so annoying, Yanwan can tell, they definitely know you're fucking me, oh oh oh, so thick... you might as well fuck me to death, fuck me to death so you can marry Dujuan..."

The Shangguan sisters were so frightened that they repeatedly wished Dai Xinni a long and healthy life.

"Wife, I love you, I will love you forever and ever."

I passionately licked and kissed the goddess's little mouth, sweet and delicious, with an unforgettable aftertaste. The intense thrusting below slowed down, replaced by heavy pounding, my huge penis almost pulling to the entrance of her honey hole before instantly inserting, straight into her flower core, repeating this cycle, my goddess could only collapse.

After thirty heavy blows, the goddess gushed out a hot stream, her whole body convulsing: "Ah...you lecherous thief."

The phone rang again, but neither Oriole nor Cuckoo dared to answer. They had made one mistake, and they would never make the same mistake again. Desperate, Daisy struggled to get dressed. Seeing her limp body, I really wanted to laugh. The two sisters, quick-witted, came over to help Daisy get dressed. Just as they were about to help her put on her shoes, the goddess spoke up: "Without shoes, you won't have the strength to walk. Wearing high heels? Do you want to fall to your death so you can marry this lecherous thief?"

The two sisters hurriedly shook their heads and denied it. Daisy sneered, stood up barefoot, and pointed... With her head dangling from her high heels, her large, watery eyes glared at me: "I've passed Fengcai Residence, I'll deal with you later."

I chuckled foolishly. Dai Xinni's gaze shifted, and she commanded, "Dujuan, come with me."

Dujuan didn't dare say anything, lowering her head and following behind Dai Xinni. After only two steps, Dai Xinni turned around and stopped: "Wait."

After examining Dujuan's feet, Dai Xinni actually pulled up Dujuan's waistband and pant legs, suddenly scolding angrily: "At such a young age, what are you doing wearing black stockings? You're not allowed to wear them."

Dujuan pouted and nodded vigorously: "Sister Xinni, I won't wear them anymore."

Only then did the goddess leisurely leave.

Chapter 147

I breathed a sigh of relief, looking at my erect member with a touch of dejection: "Huang Li."

Huang Li's face paled, and she quickly refused: "Brother Zhonghan, no...no..."

I was throbbing painfully, and even though I was losing interest, I had to ejaculate, otherwise I'd suffocate. Without thinking twice, I grabbed Huang Li like an eagle snatching a chick and threw her onto the sofa, roughly pulling down her pants and re-entering her tender little hole. After only twenty thrusts, I suddenly heard a "thump" from upstairs.

"Who's there?"

I reacted quickly, drew my gun, and sprang upstairs like a whirlwind. At the bend in the stairs, I saw Nurse Zhang lying on the ground.

"Xiao Zhang, what are you doing?"

I didn't think much of it and bent down to help Xiao Zhang up, but she pushed me away forcefully and covered her face with her hands in embarrassment: "Don't help me, don't touch me."

I was stunned, and then I realized that I was naked from the waist down, my penis erect, how embarrassing. Just as I was about to walk away, my eyes inadvertently swept up Xiao Zhang's skirt. It was probably because the weather was getting warmer, and Xiao Zhang had changed into a nurse's uniform. Although nurses' uniforms are not short and she was wearing stockings, Xiao Zhang's fallen body revealed her private parts. I was standing right where I could see what was under her skirt. If I hadn't looked, I wouldn't have noticed anything amiss. Xiao Zhang's stockings were torn at the crotch, and there was a large patch of mercury on her white panties, which was very conspicuous. I suddenly realized what was going on and stared at Xiao Zhang with a wicked smile: "Hehe, you didn't protect the leader, but instead you're sneaking around peeping here."

"I didn't see it,"

Xiao Zhang denied, letting go of my hands. Seeing my enormous member in front of her again, she covered her face in fright. Seeing her flushed face, I became even more certain of my guess. Without another word, I bent down and forcibly picked Xiao Zhang up, carrying her downstairs to the sofa. Huang Li, who had put her pants back on, stood bewildered to the side. I gave her a look, signaling her to stand guard at the door in case anyone came. Huang Li understood and scurried out of the Xilinmen store.

"You didn't peek? Let me check, see if you're lying."

I grinned maliciously as I lifted her nurse's uniform. Xiao Zhang hurriedly covered herself up: "Don't do anything rash, I didn't look, I really didn't look..."

I was burning with lust and didn't believe Xiao Zhang's denial. I forcibly lifted her uniform again: "Take off your pants, see if your crotch is wet."

Xiao Zhang was shocked and tried to struggle, but I tore it open with force, ripping it to shreds. Buttons fell off, and under the light, Xiao Zhang's genitals were completely exposed to my view. This time, I saw it clearly; Xiao Zhang's underwear was soaking wet. I couldn't stop grinning. Xiao Zhang was both scared and ashamed, covering her genitals with her hands, trembling and pleading: "Ah, no, no."

"Hehe, it's so wet, you must have peeked, and for a long time. You still want to deny it? I'm going to report you to your superior."

Xiao Zhang said timidly, "I only saw a little bit."

"You wouldn't be this wet, you're so horny."

I impulsively grabbed Xiao Zhang's hands and quickly pulled off her panties. Xiao Zhang panicked, trying to cover her genitals and snatch the panties back, but of course, she couldn't. I smelled her panties and said lewdly, "So horny, the smell is strong."

"You, give me back my pants."

Xiao Zhang didn't care about anything else and lunged at me, trying to grab the panties. I chuckled and grabbed her. Xiao Zhang got the panties, but was held tightly in my arms. She was shocked and tried to struggle, but it was too late. We fell off the sofa together, me on top and her on the bottom. The moment we landed on the sofa, my big penis was right against her genitals. I was much taller and bigger than Xiao Zhang, and the force of the impact made her a little dazed. By the time she came to her senses, my big penis was already inside her. Like rape, I went in deep and all the way in. Xiao Zhang screamed and was powerless to resist anymore, because she knew that it was all in vain.

I showed no mercy, thrusting my hips. Her tight vagina made me want to ejaculate several times, but I managed to control myself and slowed down my thrusts. Xiao Zhang, helpless, could only plead pitifully, "No, no, Mr. Li, please don't."

I said fiercely, "You spied on me and Chu Hui last time, and you spied on me again this time. You're guilty of both crimes, and there's no leniency."

I punished her without hesitation, lowering my waist and tightening my abdomen, my huge member thrusting faster. Her vagina was tender, but unfortunately, she wasn't a virgin. No wonder she was so wet after peeping. After a few dozen thrusts, Xiao Zhang began to moan. She felt the sensation of her soul and body being tormented. Her soul didn't belong to me, but her body was already attracted. The more she tried to escape, the more stimulating it became. My huge member went deeper, stirring her soul, again and again. She couldn't escape, and she couldn't resist. Xiao Zhang gradually became dazed, unable to distinguish whether she was having sex or being raped, or both. She quietly responded to me, and it was hard to see any trace of it on the surface. This was her modesty, but as the person involved, I could feel every subtle movement of the woman responding to me.

Pride is fragile. Unless the vagina is empty, the nerve-rich vagina cannot withstand the prolonged friction of a large, thick, and long penis. Xiao Zhang stared blankly at the huge object, her eyes glazed over, her moans tinged with pleasure. I unhooked her bra and caressed her breasts, which were neither too big nor too small. She became even more sensitive and cried out louder, "Ah..."

"Actually, you want to have sex too, don't you?"

I grinned wickedly. Taking a woman and then humiliating her—that was my hobby.

Xiao Zhang didn't answer, just shook her head. My smile grew even more wicked, the humiliation escalating. I forcefully pried open her lips and forced a kiss: "Don't lie to me, I'm an expert. You're all wet, you must be in heat. Come on, don't call me Mr. Li, call me Zhonghan. Anyway, I've already slept with your superior, you're just her pawn, so surrender to her too."

"You can't do this..."

Xiao Zhang, whether out of shame, anger, or submission, responded to me while glaring at me. Her juices soaked the sofa beneath her, her swollen vulva glistening with moisture, just like any other woman's orgasm. Before I even unleashed my full power, Xiao Zhang began to spasm, her face contorted in pain, her body twisting as if in a death throes. But I could tell it was an orgasm.

"Mmm."

"No woman who's had sex with me will regret it, and I believe you'll be the same."

I grasped her breasts, which weren't too big or too small, and began a furious onslaught. Women like men to go all out at the end, and I didn't want Xiao Zhang to have any regrets about my performance. The thumping sounds were incessant.

"Ah,"

I said softly, "You're quite pretty, and Brother Zhonghan likes you. How about this, I'll give you a million, and you'll keep your word."

"Oh..."

Xiao Zhang climaxed, her hot fluid gushing out. Being raped to orgasm by a man—how against her will!

A figure flashed, and someone rushed downstairs. Before they even arrived, their voice rang out: "Mr. Li, please let go of Xiao Zhang. Please don't treat her like this."

I looked and saw it was Xiao Wang, another nurse of Tu Menglan's. She wasn't wearing a nurse's uniform, only a light yellow lace panty and a thin light yellow lace bra. She was much fuller, much sexier, and much bolder than Xiao Zhang. Was she dressed like this to persuade me out of righteous indignation, or was she walking right into a trap?

In a split second, I realized Xiao Huang had walked right into my trap. She ran to my side, wrapped her arms around mine, and begged me incessantly. Her ample breasts rubbed against my arm. Oh God, I had absolutely no will to resist. I'd just finished raping her, and now I was already trying to do something worse. I pulled out my big cock and pounced on Xiao Wang like a tiger descending a mountain. With a swift movement, her lace panties snapped to shreds, revealing her pubic hair and glistening moisture. Xiao Wang gasped, twisting her body violently and accidentally opening her legs. I pressed down on her, penetrating her easily—it didn't feel like rape at all.

"Mr. Li, please let Xiao Zhang go,"

Xiao Wang pleaded pitifully. Like Xiao Zhang, she was pretty and delicate.

"And you?"

I asked with a smile.

Xiao Wang said pitifully, "As long as you let Xiao Zhang go, I'll do whatever you want."

"I'm very touched, okay, I'll let Xiao Zhang go, I'll only rape you."

After a pause, I lewdly reiterated, "It's rape, not sex, I'll be very rough."

"Mmm..."

Xiao Wang groaned loudly, her two beautiful breasts were roughly kneaded by me, my big penis thrusting rapidly. I felt it wasn't rough enough, so I added a little abuse, pinching Xiao Wang's nipples with my fingers and twisting them hard. Xiao Wang screamed even louder, and the amount of fluid flowing out was twice that of Xiao Zhang.

"Bang."

The door was unexpectedly opened. Good heavens, there were more surprises today than usual. Huang Li barged in, looking at everything in front of her in surprise. Without asking any questions, she said anxiously, "Brother Zhonghan, Sister Lingling has given you three minutes to get there, or she'll come looking for you."

I looked at Xiao Wang under me, my face showing difficulty: "Three minutes probably won't work, at least five minutes."

Huang Li was even more anxious: "Sister Yanwan said that if you don't get there in five minutes, she'll come looking for you too."

I sighed: "Yilin is still the best, she doesn't force me."

Huang Li stomped her foot: "Sister Yilin and Dujuan are right outside the door. My sister deliberately talked to her, and Sister Yilin was afraid of seeing Aunt Tu, so she was too embarrassed to come in."

"What?"

I was shocked. While vigorously thrusting into Xiao Wang, I raised my index finger: "One minute, just one minute."

Xiao Wang suppressed a moan: "Mmm... Mr. Li, no, don't rape me..." ...

"So long."

Tang Yilin said irritably. Looking at her standing there, her long dress fluttered, her figure was beautiful and graceful, like a lotus flower under the moon.

I smiled broadly, "Only two minutes, not long, not long at all."

Then, changing the subject, I asked, "What's the matter that you rushed over to see me?"

"Hmph."

Tang Yilin didn't answer, turned around, and walked straight towards Fengcai Residence. I followed a few steps and asked again, "What's wrong, darling?"

This time, the beautiful Tang didn't even bother with a hmph. Dujuan stuck out her tongue at me and whispered a warning, "Fengcai Residence is in chaos."

"Ah."

I was shocked and wanted to ask more, but Dujuan had already caught up with Tang Yilin.

I turned back and asked, "Huangli, what exactly happened?"

"How would I know? I've been guarding the door the whole time. I didn't even know you were raping someone, how would I know what happened at Fengcai Residence?"

Huangli didn't give me a friendly look either.

"Do I look like I'm raping someone?"

"Precisely because I don't, that's why I'm angry."

Huangli stomped her foot and ran off angrily.

I scratched the back of my head, looked up at the moon, and for some reason, my desire was high tonight, but I couldn't ejaculate. It was incredibly frustrating. Right now, I'd want to have sex with any woman I could find. I know this animalistic behavior is hurting my woman, but I can't control myself. Luckily, only Huang Li knows. She likes me, is considerate, and would never tell anyone. The beautiful women will never know.

But what exactly happened at Fengcai Residence? Why did Du Juan say there was such a commotion? My head was spinning. I hurried towards Fengcai Residence, silently chanting Amitabha.

Fengcai Residence, as the name suggests, is a place with lots of money. It's the perfect place to play mahjong. Everyone hopes to win money. Winning a little is nice, and you can buy a new outfit or two with your winnings; winning a lot might be a windfall.

I initially thought Dai Xinni was doomed to lose tonight's card game; her skills were simply not enough to allow her to recover after losing hundreds. But to my utter surprise, of the four people at the table, only Dai Xinni was laughing. Nobody could laugh after losing millions. Had she lost her mind? I felt a pang of sympathy.

"Husband, I love you, hehe..."

Dai Xinni giggled and waved to me, her charming demeanor alluring and seductive.

Strangely, not only Tang Yilin but also Qiu Yanwan and Ge Lingling had tense faces, all staring at Dai Xinni with burning eyes.

My heart skipped a beat; a bad premonition struck. "What's wrong, Xinni? Why did you stop playing? It's still early."

"They said they wanted to rest for a bit, waiting for you to come and change their luck, hehe."

Dai Xinni giggled as she counted the chips in the small drawer of the card table. Good heavens, a whole drawer full of chips.

I stared at her wide-eyed and asked, "Weren't you the one whose luck was about to change? I just heard you lost over three million."

"That's right."

Dai Xinni laughed heartily, "Fortune's wheel keeps turning, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Since coming back from Xilinmen, my luck has turned around. I've won every hand, seven pairs, pure suit, flower on the kong, all pairs... hehe, I've got everything! I've won back the three million and even won two million more. Tomorrow, I'll treat everyone to tea."

"That's amazing, hehe."

I smiled too, but it was a forced smile. Looking at the eyes of the other three beauties, my heart pounded.

Ge Lingling snorted coldly, "Of course you're amazing, but Xinni broke the rules."

"What?"

Everyone was stunned, looking at each other, completely bewildered.

Ge Lingling was impatient and intolerant of any wrongdoing. Now that the topic was out in the open, she launched into a long explanation: "Before the game, we made rules: no red underwear, no having someone else touch the cards, no cheating, no magic..."

"I didn't break any rules!"

Dai Xinni protested.

Ge Lingling didn't back down: "But you went to Xilinmen and did 'that' with Zhonghan. That's cheating. Zhonghan is virile and vigorous. Since you did it with him, your luck is obviously different. We're all his women. If he's on your side, of course we lose."

These words were a bombshell. The situation immediately spiraled out of control. Qiu Yanwan and Tang Yilin echoed her sentiments, both condemning Dai Xinni for cheating.

Dai Xinni instinctively tried to deny it: "We didn't do it..."

"Are you still going to deny it?"

Tang Yilin sneered: "Huang Li has already told you."

Huang Li was taken aback and hurriedly shook her head at Dai Xinni. Dai Xinni's face turned ashen with anger. In fact, Dai Xinni had fallen for the trap. Huang Li couldn't possibly have told her, but Tang Yilin was exceptionally cunning. Her "testing the waters" tactic was brilliant. Anyway, Huang Li's denial was useless, and not denying it was even more useless. Poor Huang Li, innocently dragged into this dispute. Unless I personally explain, Dai Xinni will hate Huang Li to death.

Chapter 148

Everything was laid bare. Qiu Yanwan, skilled in diplomacy, launched into a witty remark: "Xinni, you may have unintentionally broken the rules, but a mistake is a mistake. You have to admit it. I could tell your tone was off on the phone. Now that Zhonghan is here, if he dares to say you didn't do it at Xilinmen, I'll believe you."

All eyes instantly turned to me. My head throbbed. I did want to defend my goddess, but I couldn't afford to offend everyone. I coughed twice, looking at her with difficulty: "Xinni, my aunt taught me to be honest..."

I invoked my aunt's name; her motherly authority was palpable, and the beauties submitted. This tactic was immediately effective. "Seeing is believing," Dai Xinni admitted before I could finish. However, Dai Xinni was no pushover. She quickly changed her tone and defended herself, "But I really didn't intend to break the rules. Today, Huang Li borrowed my black stockings, and I found it strange. I thought only Yan Yan and I knew Zhong Han's secret of liking black stockings. How could Huang Li know? I thought Zhong Han told Huang Li, so I was very unhappy. Just now, during the break from playing cards, while you were drinking tea and going to the restroom, I heard Du Juan answer Huang Li's phone call and go out. So, I secretly followed her to see what Huang Li was up to, and it turned out that the two sisters were trying to seduce Zhong Han."

"Ah!"

The beauties exclaimed in surprise. Huang Li and Du Juan's legs went weak, and they both fell onto the carpet, tears welling up in their eyes. At such a young age, they had finally witnessed the power of the world.

"I stepped in to stop him, and Zhonghan begged me not to make a fuss. We were all arguing, and somehow I ended up doing it to him. That's how it is."

Dai Xinni was clearly retaliating against the Shangguan sisters. Women are petty; when they're frustrated, they all think about revenge. But this goddess's revenge backfired. In terms of scheming, Dai Xinni was far from competent in the manor. She was just arrogant because of her privileged position.

"I see..."

Tang Yilin, Qiu Yanwan, and Ge Lingling all suddenly understood. I chuckled inwardly, looking at the goddess Dai Xinni, who was still indignant, unaware of how foolish she had been.

"You like black, huh? Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Tang Yilin was closest to me; she casually grabbed my sleeve, exuding charm.

Qiu Yanwan desperately tried to recall: "I think I have a pair of black matte silk shoes."

Ge Lingling, with a bitter face, slammed her hand on the card table: "Damn it, I don't have any! I used to have a pair of black ones, but they broke and I haven't bought any since. Tomorrow I'm going to buy ten pairs!"

Dai Xinni was dumbfounded. She finally realized where she had gone wrong. What was originally a secret between her and Yan Yan had now been revealed to the public, which was equivalent to giving away her methods of pleasing others. Dai Xinni was probably regretting it to the core at this moment. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she couldn't show it: "Hey, Zhonghan cheated on you, and none of you reacted?"

Tang Yilin still glared at the Shangguan sisters and said with a dry laugh: "Xinni, Zhonghan cheated on you..." "Can you control their eating habits?"

Dai Xinni blushed. "I..."

Tang Yilin sighed softly. "If you can't control them, we're even more powerless. Huang Li and Du Juan are so good to us. They cook for us, wash our clothes, and for the first three days I stayed at the villa, I was terrified of going to the bathroom. So I kept a chamber pot in my room for nighttime use. Du Juan and Huang Li didn't mind the mess and took it to empty and rinse it every day, then put it back. If Zhonghan really likes these two sisters, I have no objection."

After saying this, Tang Yilin gracefully stood up and helped Du Juan and Huang Li, who had fallen onto the carpet, to their feet. She even used tissues to wipe away their tears. Oh my, I watched with admiration. Tang Yilin's series of actions were all excellent; she did a wonderful job.

Ge Lingling glanced at me and said sullenly, "Zhonghan, you decide for yourself."

Qiu Yanwan said expressionlessly, "Let's see what Auntie thinks."

The four beauties seemed to have their own agendas. Apart from Tang Yilin's clear stance, none of the other beauties explicitly supported my marrying the two sisters. If the entire manor were to vote, I estimated the opposition would be overwhelming. I was secretly anxious but helpless. If anyone was to blame, it was the Shangguan sisters for being too hasty.

"Rest time over, let's continue playing cards. I'm going to win back!"

Ge Lingling shouted, pressing the automatic shuffling button. The beauties immediately rubbed their hands together and stood on the wall again. I gave the cuckoo and oriole a quick wink. The two sisters, quick-witted, immediately poured tea: "Sister Yanwan, have some tea! Sister Lingling, have some tea! Sister Xinni, have some tea! Sister Yilin, have some tea!"

Whether the four beauties liked tea or not was another matter, but "water" and "money" were synonymous. The Shangguan sisters pouring tea was a way of wishing them good luck, and the beauties certainly wouldn't refuse. Plus, the sisters' sweet greetings lessened the four beauties' anger towards them somewhat. I secretly gave the two sisters a thumbs up, but unexpectedly, it earned me a glare from them.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound rang out as Dai Xinni pushed her tile first: "Self-draw, pay up!"

Her joy was written all over her beautiful oval face. After receiving the chips, the goddess gave me a flirtatious wink. I smiled wryly; Dai Xinni's high-handed attitude was more of a show of force than a celebration. Sure enough, the other three beauties all had dark faces and remained silent. A feeling told me that tonight might be troublesome.

I didn't leave. Even with the strongest urges, I had to restrain myself, at least until the game was over. Subconsciously, I hoped my aunt and Wang Queping would return quickly. Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock. Could my aunt and Wang Queping really stay in the river for that long? Anxious, I winked at the two sisters: "Huang Li, get some food, and check what Aunt is doing."

Huang Li understood, her eyes darting around before she turned and left.

"She won!"

Dai Xinni shouted. I looked at the table and was immediately stunned. It was a "Pure Suit" hand. The one who discarded it was Qiu Yanwan. According to the rules, Qiu Yanwan had to cover three players, 50,000 per hand. This one discard, plus the "Pure Suit," doubled the stakes, meaning Qiu Yanwan would lose 300,000. She handed over three 100,000 chips, staring silently at the table, seemingly gritting her teeth.

I was terrified and anxious. All four beauties were precious to me; I didn't know who to help.

As they continued playing cards, Daisy seemed to have divine assistance. After a few rounds of drawing cards, she started calling for a "pong": "Pong one of Wan."

After another round, she called for a "pong five of Wan."

The other three beauties at the card table exchanged glances, seemingly intimidated by Dai Xinni's imposing presence. In the blink of an eye, Dai Xinni shouted again, "Pong the nine of Wan!"

Whether she was out of her mind or simply being competitive, after two rounds, Ge Lingling unexpectedly discarded an eight of Wan. I inwardly cursed, and sure enough, Dai Xinni, quick as lightning, immediately screamed, "Pong the eight of Wan!"

A suit of Wan tiles collapsed, and Dai Xinni still had one tile left in her hand. This was terrifying! If Dai Xinni won, whether by self-draw or by someone else discarding a winning tile, it would be a huge hand with immense rewards. The air was thick with tension; even I, watching from the sidelines, was on edge, let alone the parties involved. Qiu Yanwan sighed softly, "My dear aunt, we really can't hold on any longer."

Ge Lingling said seriously, "I told you, after Xinni and Zhonghan got together, we couldn't withstand it. This isn't superstition, it's a card-playing secret."

Ge Lingling often played cards and had some experience with these unorthodox methods. At first, everyone was skeptical, but now that Ge Lingling's theory had been fully verified, everyone couldn't help but believe it.

Qiu Yanwan nodded slightly, "I give up. Whatever hand Xinni plays, I'll play. I'll discard the winning hand and cover all three players. This is a pure suit, a pair, and a full draw. That adds up to 400,000 for each player, and covering all three players is 1.2 million. If she can win by self-draw, I'll only lose 400,000."

Qiu Yanwan's words were frightening, but they were the truth. If it were me, I would have given up like Qiu Yanwan. Tang Yilin lowered her proud head for once, "I give up too."

"If everyone gives up, aren't we all just waiting to be fleeced?"

Ge Lingling's eyes widened, clearly unwilling to accept defeat.

"Lingling, you're brave! Go first and save us, hehe."

Tang Yilin didn't give me a single flirtatious glance all night. Her flirtatious glances were the most beautiful, but unfortunately, she only gave them to Ge Lingling, not me at all.

Ge Lingling could obviously hear Tang Yilin's encouragement, but the beautiful Ge didn't get angry. I became curious, stood up, and went behind Ge Lingling to take a look. It turned out that the beautiful Ge also had a good hand. She had four tiles to complete her hand, and she only needed to discard one or draw it herself. Statistically speaking, the beautiful Ge's chances of winning were four times that of Dai Xinni. No wonder even though Tang Yilin gave up on Qiu Yanwan, the beautiful Ge still had a strong desire to win.

I was conflicted again. If I were Ge Lingling, I would also take a gamble. There was no reason to give up such a good hand.

The oppressive atmosphere made my heart race. I was sure the four beauties felt the same way. After circling around three times, Ge Lingling picked up a card, and her expression changed drastically. She exclaimed, "This 30,000... it should be alright, right?"

I quickly analyzed the situation and concluded that this card wasn't what Dai Xinni wanted. Perhaps out of sympathy for the underdog, my heart leaned towards Ge Lingling, since Dai Xinni was the winner and Ge Lingling was the loser. The moment she turned to look at me, I nodded slightly with a smile. With Ge Lingling's intelligence, she must have known that I supported her playing the 30,000. Sure enough, after much hesitation, Ge Lingling still played the card.

The card table was quiet. Dai Xinni hadn't won, a close call. Ge Da Meiren giggled, while Qiu Yanwan and Tang Yilin stared wide-eyed, exclaiming in unison, "You can play this card too?"

The answer was yes. Qiu Yanwan and Tang Yilin both looked at Ge Da Meiren with admiration and followed suit, playing their '30,000' cards for safety.

"Honey, do you prefer black long tubes or black suspenders?"

Ge Lingling asked provocatively, her eyes almost brimming with tears. She was breathtakingly beautiful, and her long, white neck, unexpectedly adorned with a red hair clip, was a sight to behold.

I was impulsive, but under everyone's gaze, I didn't dare be too enthusiastic, so I could only grin foolishly: "I like whatever you wear, I like any color."

"I won!"

Dai Xinni flipped over the last card, her scream sending my reverie flying. I snapped back to reality and saw Dai Xinni dancing with excitement, while Ge Lingling's face turned pale. It was she who had thrown out the seemingly safe 'Nine of Bamboo,' which had played right into Dai Xinni's hands. It was a classic case of dodging the first day, but not the fifteenth. I secretly admired Dai Xinni; she wasn't as foolish as I'd imagined. She wasn't greedy, nor did she necessarily need a big hand. As long as she could win, even a smaller hand of 600,000 was a considerable sum.

"Ah!"

Ge Lingling screamed pitifully. I shook my head and sighed, feeling sympathy. As the saying goes: everything has its advantages and disadvantages. I had tried to help Ge Lingling hold on, but unknowingly, I had harmed her. If she had given up earlier, she wouldn't have been the one to lose. I was filled with regret.

"Honey, come here for a second, I'll sit on your lap."

Ge Lingling was enraged. She gestured for me to sit in her place, but she herself sat on my lap. Not daring to disobey, I went over and obediently sat down. Ge Lingling deftly landed on my lap, causing the other women to gasp in surprise. They all turned to look. Ge Lingling glanced around and angrily said, "What are you all looking at? There's no rule against sitting on Zhonghan's lap while playing cards."

The women fell silent. Indeed, there was no such rule, and besides, Ge Lingling had just lost 600,000 yuan, so they couldn't blame her. They pressed the electric shuffle button, and another round began.

"Hehe, hehe."

I was extremely embarrassed. I had laughed so much that my face was even a little sore.

"Honey, hold on tight, don't let me fall off."

Ge Lingling instructed me while playing cards. Her fleshy buttocks were pressed precisely on my crotch. Forgotten desires instantly revived, and my crotch bulged sharply. Ge Lingling, wearing only a long skirt, could definitely feel it. Tonight, Qiu Yanwan and Dai Xinni opted for an elegant and dignified look, while Tang Yilin and Ge Lingling chose a pure and innocent style in long dresses, each with their own unique charm.

"Honey, should we play this one?"

Ge Lingling leaned closer to me, her soft, jade-like skin warm against me.

"I can't say. You decide for yourself, be calm."

I glanced nervously at the faces of the other three beauties; unsurprisingly, they were all as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Oh."

Ge Lingling, understanding the situation, considered her own move. Unexpectedly, her initially terrible hand improved dramatically, and she was soon ready to win. After another round of draws, Ge Lingling raised her right hand high, gracefully flicked it, and said sweetly, "Self-draw."

"Wow!"

The beauties exclaimed, and Ge Lingling laughed so hard she almost fell over.

This is really strange; do I really have such good luck? The cards were shuffled again, and Ge Lingling, in high spirits, won three more hands in a row, adding to her previous win. The beautiful Ge Lingling had won a whopping 1.2 million, so happy she cried tears of joy. This time, Tang Yilin objected: "Zhonghan, come here."

"Hey!"

Ge Lingling naturally refused. Tang Yilin coldly replied, "What? Does Zhonghan belong to you alone?"

Ge Lingling was about to explode when Qiu Yanwan and Dai Xinni chimed in. Ge Lingling, unable to withstand their combined efforts, sheepishly sought my help. I was truly on the verge of tears, but tried my best to be fair: "Alright, alright, everyone sits for four hands, depending on your skills. Now it's Yilin's turn, then it'll be Yanwan's."

Finally, it was reasonable, and the beauties tacitly agreed. I moved to Tang Yilin's seat, obediently becoming her human stool. The cards were shuffled again, and the beautiful Tang Lingling won a big hand on her first hand, "A winning hand on a kong, haha!"

Tang Yilin excitedly twisted her slender waist and kissed me.

Next, Dai Xinni won a small hand, and then Tang Yilin dominated, winning two hands in a row and three out of four, which made her very happy.

"My turn, my turn."

Qiu Yanwan was impatient. She was currently losing the most, almost losing to three out of every three players. With only half an hour left, time was running out, and turning the tide wouldn't be easy. Ironically, Dai Xinni, who had won the most, resorted to a shameless delaying tactic, announcing a five-minute break to use the restroom and get some water. Ge Lingling and Tang Yilin, who had also won a little, readily agreed, infuriating Qiu Yanwan. I tried to comfort her, but Qiu Yanwan's eyes lit up, and she excitedly ran upstairs. Since this was her turf, no one paid much attention. A moment later, Qiu Yanwan came running downstairs, and everyone was stunned.

"I'm going to sit on Zhonghan's lap later, and my pants were too tight, so I changed into a short skirt,"

Qiu Yanwan said seductively.

Although the beauties were surprised, wearing a short skirt to play mahjong wasn't against the rules. They just couldn't understand why the usually dignified Qiu Yanwan would suddenly wear a short skirt. Was it really because her pants were too tight? Even I had my doubts.

"Don't worry, I'm not wearing red underwear. If you don't believe me, take a look."

Qiu Yanwan really lifted her short skirt, revealing black lace panties. The beauties attacked her, saying that Qiu Yanwan's intentions were impure. Qiu Yanwan couldn't argue back, and since she hadn't broken any rules, she was too lazy to argue. She pressed the automatic shuffle button and started again.

With only twenty-odd minutes left, everyone was quite tense and focused, playing a bit slowly. Qiu Yanwan leaned against me and said softly, "Honey, don't let your luck run out here. Everyone has a chance to win, and if I don't, I'll lose terribly."

I chuckled dryly, unable to say I couldn't or make a guarantee. I was frowning with worry when suddenly I felt something. Qiu Yanwan kept rubbing her buttocks against my crotch, or more precisely, rubbing the area between her legs against my erection. Since Qiu Yanwan was only wearing a short skirt, she was almost directly rubbing her genitals against my lower body. Thinking of her black lace panties, I instantly became extremely hard and rubbed her genitals back against me. We rubbed each other for more than ten seconds, and my desire suddenly surged.

At this moment, Qiu Yanwan made a subtle movement. She held her cards, pretending to think, her elbow resting on the card table, slightly raising her body, her buttocks away from my crotch. At first, I didn't understand what was happening, but Qiu Yanwan quietly pinched my knee with her other hand. I immediately understood, secretly delighted. I lifted Qiu Yanwan's buttocks, quickly pulled down my zipper, and pulled out my swollen member.

"Hey, Yanwan, you've been thinking for so long, have you decided yet? Just a reminder, the usual rule, it ends at 11:30."

Ge Lingling was impatient and hadn't won much, so she guessed he had a good hand and urged Qiu Yanwan to hurry.

Qiu Yanwan slowly played a card, her buttocks falling back down. I pulled her panties aside, my large glans waiting, perfectly positioned. Her vaginal opening covered the glans, swallowing the entire thing, all the way to the bottom. Qiu Yanwan couldn't help but let out a groan.

Chapter 149

Oh, so tight, I breathed deeply.

The beauties were too busy playing their cards to notice Qiu Yanwan's changes or her intermittent moans. I was secretly excited, holding Qiu Yanwan's slender waist tightly and thrusting gently. After about thirty thrusts, Qiu Yanwan suddenly burst out laughing: "Ah, a self-draw with seven pairs."

"What?"

The beauties' faces changed drastically, especially Ge Lingling, who was extremely angry. Qiu Yanwan's "self-draw with seven pairs" had turned Ge Lingling's win into a loss, and Tang Yilin and Dai Xinni had also lost less. Dai Xinni was still able to play it safe, but Tang Yilin was in a precarious situation. She counted the chips in the drawer and kept muttering, "Hold on, hold on, still two hundred thousand."

"Husband, hold on tighter."

Qiu Yanwan rarely acted coquettishly. She subtly swallowed and released my large penis a few times, so happy that she wrapped her two long, beautiful legs around mine, held onto the edge of the card table with her hands, and moved her body back and forth rhythmically. No one could tell that she was having sex with me.

"Hmm..."

"What are you doing? Hurry up and play!"

Ge Lingling snapped.

Qiu Yanwan remained unhurried, playing a dozen rounds of cards. To my surprise, Qiu Yanwan had already declared a winning hand, and it was a truly breathtaking hand: a pure suit, all pairs. I temporarily stopped thrusting my large penis and craned my neck to see how Qiu Yanwan would win this hand.

"Kong the one-bamboo tile."

Qiu Yanwan called softly. Ge Lingling was startled, nervously watching Qiu Yanwan draw the last tile of the hand to declare a Kong. If it was a Kong on the flower tile, Ge Lingling would have to pay out all three other players, losing a full 1.2 million in one hand. No wonder her face was pale, and she was nervously biting her red lips.

"Kong again."

Qiu Yanwan delicately released four two-bamboo tiles, not to win, but to declare another Kong.

Ge Lingling had just breathed a sigh of relief when her nerves tightened again. This time, with a "kong on the flower" (a winning hand), she would lose 800,000 even without covering all her bets. The atmosphere became extremely tense. Dai Xinni and Tang Yilin even held their breath. Qiu Yanwan continued to draw the last tile, her movements slow and deliberate, as if lifting a thousand pounds. Her vagina was contracting rapidly, gripping my large penis tightly.

"Another kong,"

Qiu Yanwan's voice trembled slightly as she released four fives of bamboo. Tang Yilin, Dai Xinni, and Ge Lingling's faces turned deathly pale. Even Huang Li, who was watching from the sidelines, was stunned. This "kong on the flower" meant each of them would lose 1.6 million. Could there be a miracle?

Qiu Yanwan reached for the last tile again.

Just then, the door of Fengcai Residence was pushed open, and Aunt, Wang Queping, and Dujuan filed in, chatting and laughing. The beauties respected Aunt, and with Wang Queping present, they all stood up. I secretly groaned; my large penis was deeply inserted into Qiu Yanwan's honeyed orifice, and neither she nor I could stand to greet her. This was noticed by the two mature beauties. Aunt didn't care about such formalities, but Wang Queping was different. Coming from a scholarly family, she was very particular about etiquette. Seeing that Qiu Yanwan hadn't stood up, Wang Queping frowned slightly, revealing her displeasure.

My aunt walked in gracefully, dressed simply, yet her phoenix eyes shone brightly, radiating beauty. Her gentle tone carried a hint of reproach: "It's getting late. Let's finish this round of cards and call it a day. Don't let Yanwan's mother not get any rest."

"It's alright. After soaking in the river all night, I actually feel more energetic. Let the young people play if they want. I haven't played cards in a long time. It'll be good to watch them play a couple of rounds."

Wang Queping smiled gently, her skin as smooth as jade. At fifty years old, she showed no wrinkles even without makeup, which was nothing short of a miracle. She took off the white towel hanging around her neck and dried her slightly damp hair. Wang Queping came to my side, and my gaze inadvertently swept over her chest, thinking: She must be wearing nothing underneath. So full, so perky.

"Then let's continue playing cards. I'm going to draw a card now."

Qiu Yanwan nervously made her move again, and I felt her vagina contract sharply once more.

At this moment, Wang Queping behind me hissed, "Yanwan, what kind of posture is this? Get down right now!"

I thought to myself, "This is it, I'm going to embarrass myself." To be honest, Qiu Yanwan's posture was indeed unseemly. If it were just the few of us together, it wouldn't matter, but with my aunt and Wang Queping present, Qiu Yanwan sitting on my lap was very inappropriate. No wonder Wang Queping was angry.

But Qiu Yanwan couldn't stand up. If she did, everything would be exposed, and this would be incredibly embarrassing. Qiu Yanwan had no way to explain herself, and the only option was to plead, "Mom, get down after this round of cards."

"You've grown up, you think you're all that now? You think you can take my word for it?"

Wang Queping was enraged, especially in front of my aunt. How could Wang Queping, from a scholarly family with strict family rules, possibly save face?

"Mom,"

Qiu Yanwan almost cried.

Seeing the situation was turning sour, I quickly chimed in, "Aunt Qiu, please let Yanwan sit down."

Wang Queping, seeing that I had spoken up, was about to give me some face and was about to back down when her gaze swept over the area under the mahjong table, and she immediately flew into a rage: "Ugh, Yanwan, why are you wearing such a short skirt? It's outrageous! Go upstairs and change!"

"Mom."

Qiu Yanwan was so anxious she was stamping her feet, but this time, Wang Queping showed me no mercy. She walked over to us, grabbed Qiu Yanwan's elbow, and tried to pull her away, saying sternly, "Get up."

Helpless, I slightly lifted Qiu Yanwan's short skirt, letting Wang Queping see a huge object standing erect at the entrance of Qiu Yanwan's vagina. Qiu Yanwan lifted her hips, and the large penis slowly withdrew halfway from her vagina.

Wang Queping suddenly caught sight of the object and instantly blushed crimson. At this crucial moment, Huang Li quickly intervened, saying, "Aunt Qiu, don't make Sister Yanwan get up. Let her finish this hand of cards first. It's strange today; whoever sits on Brother Han's lap is guaranteed to win money. Sister Yanwan is already ready to win, and she's already had two consecutive kongs. Now is the crucial moment!"

Huang Li's explanation gave Wang Queping a way out. She awkwardly said, "No wonder, then sit down."

I was so grateful to Huang Li. Huang Li winked at her fiercely, and Qiu Yanwan sat down smoothly, her large penis still inserted. I looked up and smiled awkwardly at Wang Queping. Her face turned bright red, and in her haste, she spoke up for us: "Mother-in-law, let them play one last round. This 'winning hand' is very profitable, and I wonder how much these kids are betting."

I knew something was wrong and was about to reply when Huang Li interrupted, eager to speak. As soon as Wang Queping finished speaking, Huang Li stretched out her small hand and said crisply, "Fifty thousand per round."

"What?"

Wang Queping exclaimed in surprise. The beauties exchanged anxious glances, and Aunt's face gradually froze. She glanced at the beauties and calmly said, "Alright, let's finish this round."

The beauties were already ashen-faced and silent, staring motionlessly at Qiu Yanwan. Qiu Yanwan was unsure whether to draw a tile or not. I whispered, "Draw one. It'll come to an end eventually. Let's see how our luck is."

"Okay."

Hearing me say that, Qiu Yanwan bravely reached out and drew the last tile at the end of the deck, then quickly slammed it down: "A flower on a kong, I win!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, even Aunt was moved. She looked at Qiu Yanwan's winning hand, silently calculated for a moment, and said, "A pure suit, a pair of all pairs, a kong with a flower... everyone has to give Yanwan 1.6 million."

"Ah!"

The crowd gasped again.

Auntie suddenly said sternly, "Whoever loses has to pay Yanwan. You can afford to gamble, so you can afford to lose. No cheating allowed. However, I'm warning you, from now on, if the stakes in a hand of cards exceed 500 yuan, I'll kick her out of the manor, no matter who it is."

Wang Queping shouted, "I support my mother-in-law!"

The beautiful women lowered their heads and said in muffled voices, "Understood."

"Disperse."

At Auntie's command, the beauties hurriedly picked up their chips from their drawers and slipped away in a panic.

Wang Queping walked towards Auntie and whispered, "Yuemei, come here, I want to say a few words to you."

I knew Wang Queping was deliberately diverting Auntie's attention so that Qiu Yanwan and I could quickly pack up. Without further ado, while Auntie turned away to whisper to Wang Queping, I quickly pulled out my big penis, straightened my pants, and said goodbye to Auntie and Wang Queping. Qiu Yanwan saw me to the door, and I asked her with a grin if she had an orgasm. Qiu Yanwan excitedly told me that she had two orgasms. ...

It was late at night when a Porsche drove out of Biyun Villa and onto the highway, disappearing into the night like lightning, or perhaps more like an elf. Lightning doesn't turn, but an elf can nimbly weave left and right on the road as if it were empty. In the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, this Makatimo Porsche arrived at the entrance of Shangning's most bustling and upscale cinema. After parking, a stunningly beautiful woman stepped out of the car. Her clothes resembled those of a hot babe, and her demeanor was that of a young married woman.

There were few pedestrians on the street, but everyone's eyes were fixed on this absolute beauty. Her long, wavy hair fluttered in the night breeze, and her tight-fitting, thin black dress with a single-shoulder strap accentuated her full, rounded breasts. Even an idiot could tell that this stunning beauty wasn't wearing a bra. Below, she wore a black, narrow-fitting short skirt that clung tightly to her plump hips. Beneath the skirt, her slightly voluptuous legs were strong and long, and her seven-centimeter-long black open-toe heels made her sway gracefully. Most importantly, she wore black stockings, the length of which was exactly seven-tenths of her thighs. Between the short skirt and the stockings, one could see her fair skin. A strap held the stockings in place, connecting them to the short skirt. Passersby could clearly see the strap and the dreamy lace at the end of the stockings.

I deliberately stayed inside the Makatim car, wanting to see how many men were attracted to this stunning beauty. This beauty had a lovely name: Lin Xiangjun. She was both my aunt and my mother.

My aunt didn't mind attracting attention, nor did she mind me staying in the car for so long. She simply leaned against the Makatim's door, stretching out her limbs, letting the night admire her allure.

More and more people approached, some even lewdly grinning at my aunt. I was furious. I pushed open the car door, and my aunt, with a triumphant air, seemed to say: "If you've got the guts, stay in the car."

I admit I was cowardly. I wouldn't allow any man to touch my aunt, not even a hair on her head. Although no one could get close to her, some still wanted to. Lust has always been boundless, especially since my aunt's beauty easily drove men mad. I unleashed a palm strike at the three men closest to my aunt, the force like thunder. With a muffled "thud," the three men were thrown five meters away, unharmed. They got up and ran.

Alright, it's quiet now. I slowly walked towards my aunt and kissed her fragrant lips, painted with silver lipstick. In an instant, my aunt's phoenix eyes shone brightly, her desire about to erupt.

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Part Fifteen

Chapter 150

"Mom, Dad must be jealous of me."

My heart was pounding. My aunt had indeed changed, becoming exceptionally to my liking. Feelings are so important. Being with my aunt was like wearing a well-fitting and comfortable garment. This wasn't my aunt deliberately catering to me; it was a mutual attraction. No wonder my mother and I had an inexplicable attachment since childhood. She always mysteriously disappeared, sometimes for half a month, sometimes for two or three days. We didn't spend much time together, but whenever I was reunited with my aunt, I felt safe and comfortable.

The night breeze was a bit cool, but it didn't chill our bodies, much less our hearts. My aunt leaned against Makatim, and I pressed myself against her, gently embracing her soft waist. My bulging crotch rubbed against her lower body, heat transferring between us. Our eyes met, filled with tender affection, and her silver lipstick tempted me to kiss her again.

My aunt's breath was sweet as orchids: "Jealous, he's so jealous."

"Does he often take you to the movies?" My body tensed instantly, a sudden, intense jealousy rising within me.

My aunt chuckled: "Don't mention him again. Mom has fallen for someone else. Will you blame Mom?"

I exhaled all my jealousy, my tense body relaxing slightly. I felt hot all over and couldn't help but kiss her again: "I've been waiting for Mom to say that for so long."

"Giggle."

Laughter echoed, and I inhaled the scent of my aunt's fragrant cheeks, where a rich perfume lingered. My aunt rarely wore perfume, because her body naturally exuded a subtle fragrance. The reason she added extra perfume was to attract other men's attention, thus stimulating me, making me constantly jealous, constantly jealous. I knew perfectly well that this was a trap set by my aunt, but I fell into it without any resistance, bound by her scheme.

A man consumed by jealousy is easily impulsive and prone to exaggerated actions. My recently extinguished jealousy reignited, and I angrily grabbed her high, full breasts, kneading them forcefully.

"What are you doing? Someone will see," my aunt said, looking at me seductively, not angry at all. A smart woman knows that once a man's anger is provoked, he will be particularly submissive, so my aunt didn't resist. Instead, she thrust out her high breasts, letting me touch them to my heart's content.

"Let them look. They can only look, not touch. I want to make more men jealous of me." I glanced around at the strange looks and, sure enough, found many people staring. I suddenly felt a humiliating pleasure and, instead of stopping groping my aunt's breasts, I became even more brazen and explicit.

The onlookers in the distance stirred, and my aunt glared at me: "Do you want me to take off my clothes too?"

I smiled mischievously, knowing I couldn't go too far, and quickly withdrew my hand. I grabbed my aunt's arm and said loudly, "Come on, let's go see a movie, let's go on a date."

My aunt deliberately let me lead her, stumbling along like a young girl, as if she were throwing a tantrum. I suppressed a laugh and, after a bit of pleading and coaxing, my aunt finally followed me to the movie theater ticket window. After buying the tickets, I turned around and found her staring intently at me, her eyes darting around. Puzzled, I was about to ask what was wrong when she gently smiled and said, "The suit looks great."

"Mom's outfit is even more captivating." I smiled and winked at her, implying that many people were watching her. She understood, but pretended not to notice. Standing in front of me, she swayed her hips gracefully, her movements alluring and affectionate. Knowing she wasn't wearing a bra, she still puffed out her chest and bent her legs, glancing back at her buttocks: "Unfortunately, Mom's butt is a bit big."

These movements were executed flawlessly. Although it was late at night, there were still quite a few people in front of the movie theater, especially young people. My aunt's seductive poses attracted a lot of attention; men and women alike stopped to admire this stunningly beautiful mature woman. I, too, was practically drooling, my mouth dry. "I...I've always liked women with big butts."

"Why?" my aunt asked.

I grinned mischievously, "Do you want the truth or a lie?"

"The truth." My aunt said seductively, hooking her jade arm into mine, her unusually high breasts blatantly rubbing against my arm. Good heavens, I'm a virile man, and I'm a sea dragon king who takes aphrodisiacs every day. How could I resist such teasing? In public, I got hard, really hard. Luckily, Huang Li had prepared a silver-black suit for me, so the bulge in my crotch wasn't so obvious.

I coughed twice, nudged my aunt's chest with my elbow, and whispered, "Women with big butts seem to take a lot of heat, it feels really good to do them."

My aunt's face changed drastically. She pulled her hand away, grabbed my ear with lightning speed, and screamed, "I'm your mother!"

So embarrassing! Everyone was staring at us. I wanted to disappear into the ground. A grown man like me being grabbed by the ear in front of everyone by a beautiful woman who called herself "Mom"—how could I bear it? Especially with my aunt's large breasts, her nipples clearly visible, and when she grabbed me, even her armpits were exposed to everyone's gaze—a clean, white armpit, without a single hair follicle.

"You told me to tell the truth..." I grimaced and followed my aunt into the movie theater. The crowd roared with laughter, but my aunt ignored them, refusing to let go. She dragged me by the ear all the way into the theater, and only after we found a seat did she finally stop.

I whispered, "I have a fierce wife."

My aunt laughed, leaning back on the sofa and placing her two strong, beautiful legs on my knees. Her stockings shimmered, her shoes exquisite; gazing at her slender high heels, my desire boiled.

This was supposedly the most luxurious cinema in Shangning. The front rows were the standard seats, while the VIP seats were in the last three rows, a series of interconnected booths. Our seats, of course, were in the VIP section, in the center of the theater. The leather sofa was soft, spacious, and comfortable; I could easily lie across it. It was perfect for couples on dates. My aunt and I were a couple, and as soon as we sat down, we couldn't wait to kiss. I practically swallowed all the silver lipstick, and I lifted her tight black dress.

Perhaps because of the high price, the VIP seats weren't full, appearing rather empty. I was secretly pleased; fewer people was better, making it easier for my aunt and me to do something special.

Our tongues intertwined, and swallowing saliva wasn't just my right; my aunt was equally engrossed, her little tongue sometimes bold, sometimes shy… I gently caressed my aunt's silk-stockinged legs, my fingers rubbing the inside of her thighs. The smooth silk felt like lubricant, allowing my hand to slip into her warm inner thighs. My aunt trembled suddenly; her sensitive area was easily touched, warm and moist as if after a heavy rain. Her

silk-stockinged thighs parted—a clear hint, and my heart pounded.

But then, my aunt stopped kissing, her voice sweet and alluring: "Say what you need before the movie starts. I don't want to hear it once it begins."

I smiled wryly: "I'm just here to see a movie with Mom, what could possibly happen?"

My aunt gathered her long, wavy hair and lightly licked her cherry lips: "I'm your mother."

"Mom, I love you." I was overwhelmed with emotion, lowering my head to kiss her again, a kiss that could last a thousand years.

My aunt finally managed to pull her lips away from mine, glanced down at the large hand on her chest, and scolded, "Wait until the lights are off before you touch me again."

I glanced around and saw that quite a few more spectators were coming in, so I had no choice but to move my hand away from my aunt's breasts and move on to her sexy stockinged thighs. Seeing that I remained silent, my aunt suddenly said indifferently, "Min Xiaolan and Yang Ying are fine, but Catherine is not."

I was taken aback, carefully considering my aunt's words. Our eyes met, and I lowered my head guiltily, "Why...why?"

My aunt coldly... She said, "Is that even a question? She's Qiao Yu's daughter. I'm a little worried about her living on the mountain now. Don't let her young age fool you; she's very capable and intelligent. I'll tell you, I have Bai Wenyan keeping a close eye on her."

I was astonished: "Isn't that a bit much? Catherine isn't that kind of person."

My aunt said, "On the surface, she seems like a nice girl, but we don't know her well. It's better to be cautious."

I nodded slightly, hesitated for a long time, and stammered, "Xiao Lan, Yang Ying... how did Mom find out?"

"Hmph, you think you can hide it from me?" My aunt glared at me fiercely: "You can be cunning and leave no trace, but can a little girl hide it? I can tell what happened from the way they look at you."

"Wow, that's amazing." I looked at my aunt's large breasts with fear, not daring to meet her gaze again.

My aunt snorted again: "Are both of the younger ones virgins?"

"Yes." I raised my head and nodded repeatedly.

My aunt hesitated for a moment, then her tone softened: "That's more like it. I heard they were coerced into taking nude photos. I thought they'd been violated. Since they're virgins, let's keep them. It's good to treat them well."

I was overjoyed and hugged my aunt tightly, kissing her passionately: "Thank you, Mom, thank you, Mom..."

My aunt pushed me away, feigning anger: "You asked me out for no reason. I knew you weren't up to any good."

I cried out: "Heaven and earth bear witness, I really wanted to come to the movies with you, Mom. Have you ever seen me dressed this formally, except for my wedding day?"

My aunt's eyes darted over me, a smile already appearing on her face: "I spoke a bit harshly at Fengcaiju tonight. I might have hurt Xinni. Remember to comfort her when you get back. You can be lenient with other women, but Xinni is stubborn and you absolutely cannot be lenient with her. You need to coax her well and show her some affection. Don't cling to me all the time."

"My love for Mom will never end." After giving her that sweet talk, I chuckled inwardly. On the surface, my aunt wanted me to be nicer to Daisy, but in reality, she was comparing herself to Daisy. I'm not stupid; at that moment, I didn't even mention Daisy's name. As I expected, my aunt was moved. Like all women in love, she was both sensitive and foolish.

The lights dimmed abruptly, and the stereo echoed in the theater. My aunt softly said, "The movie is starting."

I looked around, but there were still very few audience members. My excitement grew. In the dim light, I grinned mischievously, nuzzling my aunt's cheek and whispering in her ear. My right arm was around her neck, and my left hand climbed up her full breasts. Her top was very tight, and I was practically touching her breasts. Her breasts were firm and bouncy, and I couldn't get enough of them. I slipped my hand inside her top, and those breasts were even more alluring. I gently pinched and rubbed the nipples...

My aunt gasped. She was very sensitive and couldn't help but turn her neck, her lips brushing against mine. In that instant, we kissed passionately again, entwined. We didn't even notice what movie was playing in the theater. Looking at our faces, all we knew was intimacy, kissing, and caressing. But the moment I lifted my aunt's shirt, she quickly slapped my hand away: "Don't do this! This is a movie theater, don't be so indecent."

I impulsively said, "It's dark, who can see? Mom, touch mine too!" I grabbed my aunt's hand and placed it on my crotch, quickly pulling out my enormous member. My aunt was startled, looked around to make sure no one was watching, then carefully grasped the burning hot thing, gently stroking it a few times. My aunt's phoenix eyes lit up: "So thick."

I whispered, "It loves to go inside you."

My aunt scolded me slightly, "Don't be so lewd in front of me."

"Mom, please suck on it." I grinned mischievously, knowing I could push my luck. My aunt, who was playing with my enormous member, showed no anger. Her attitude was ambiguous, her eyes full of allure: "I came to see a movie, not to suck on this thing of yours."

I gently stroked my aunt's ear and whispered, "You came here to suck on this thing of mine. This thing makes you happy, makes you beautiful, makes you feel confident, it's your only support in this life."

My aunt was silent. How could she resist my powerful seductive offensive? She dodged and weaved, but then our lips met, inseparable, as if the only people left in the theater. We sucked passionately, our sweet love so intense it made our blood boil.

"Mmm, no..."

A seductive moan echoed from the theater. My aunt and I were startled and looked at the screen. It turned out the theater was showing an erotic film. The male and female leads were unusually bold, passionately entwined, their bodies almost completely exposed. My aunt was uneasy: "How dare the theater show these kinds of movies?"

I chuckled and teased, "What era are we living in? Don't dress trendy, you're an old-fashioned person."

My aunt became angry and embarrassed, releasing my large penis and grabbing my ear. I cried out and pressed down on my aunt's body, falling onto the sofa together—or rather, onto my aunt's breasts. In that instant, I felt like I was back in my childhood, enjoying the warmth of maternal love. Her breasts were full and elastic, without a bra, exuding a rich fragrance. I stuck out my tongue and licked the erect nipples. Through the thin fabric, the nipples became increasingly real.

Chapter 151

"What kind of movie is this?" My aunt trembled, turning to look at the screen again.

"It's a Category III adult film." I licked my erect penis vigorously, secretly amused. This movie had far too many revealing scenes—thighs and breasts appeared frequently. Ah, the temptation was building. My aunt not only had to endure my teasing but also the stimulation on the screen. Most importantly, my engorged penis was right between her legs, the thick glans poised to burst in at any moment.

"Stop touching me," my aunt said, her body burning hot, her plump thighs rubbing against my body.

I begged my aunt to suck my penis again, but she was stubborn. Seeing that her tone wasn't firm, I knew I had a chance and immediately used my favorite teasing trick: "Making love here must be very exciting. Don't you want my big thing inside, Mom?"

"You're getting more and more horny," my aunt said coquettishly.

I laughed, "Mom's so horny! Wearing black stockings and a camisole, seven-inch heels, no underwear, no bra, everyone can see your nipples! Isn't that seducing men?"

My aunt was a little embarrassed and lightly punched me, scolding, "Isn't it all your fault? Whatever you ask for, Mom will agree to it. I'll try my best to agree to it... I've spoiled you since you were little."

"Then promise me you'll have sex in the movie theater too." I secretly rubbed my big glans around my aunt's vulva, occasionally nudging the entrance. It was very wet, and several times it almost slipped through my fingers. I stopped in time, which made my aunt bite her lip angrily. After a few times, I begged again, but my aunt didn't insist anymore. She glared at me and said, "You can suck it, but you can't force it down my throat. Last time I almost threw up."

"Okay." I was thrilled. As long as Auntie took it in, everything would be fine. Recalling the last time my big cock went deep into Auntie's throat, I felt like my whole body was on fire. I quickly picked Auntie up again and held her in my arms. She looked around and finally lowered her noble head and took my huge cock in her mouth. Oh my God, this was a life-threatening moment. Auntie was giving me oral sex again. Just thinking about it made my blood boil. The only regret was the angle. Auntie was curled up on the sofa, lying on her side with her face buried deep in my thigh. I couldn't see how Auntie was swallowing my big cock. I could only rely on my senses and feel her warm little mouth taking half of my big cock in.

"Oh." I leaned back on the sofa, enjoying the sensation of being sucked. My hands took the opportunity to caress my aunt's jade-like back, plump buttocks, and stockings. In the dim light, I could vaguely make out the silhouette of high heels, their slender, shiny heels turning with my aunt's feet. I was going crazy, wanting to kiss my aunt's high heels, suck her toes, lick her insteps... every inch of her skin, every part of her, anything that belonged to my aunt, I loved madly. She was the embodiment of a goddess and a stunner.

"Deeper... Ah, my good mother, I love you, you've taken a big stick, this thing also has a name, it's called a big dick." I groaned, groaning without restraint, since no one was around. My penis suddenly ached a little, and I chuckled inwardly, knowing that my aunt was punishing me for my vulgarity.

"Don't bite it. You'll depend on it for the rest of your life. If you bite it and it gets damaged, how will you live?" I reached out and grabbed one of her large breasts, kneading it vigorously. Perhaps my words made sense, because my aunt stopped biting my big penis. She focused on sucking it, and I could vaguely sense that she had become addicted to it. Not only did her tongue fly up and down, but she could also swallow it deeply sometimes, almost eating the whole big penis. This surprised me greatly. After a few more times, I could use all three of my aunt's "holes".

"The three holes" are naturally the "flesh hole," the "little mouth," and the "butthole."

"Ah... I like it when Mom wears black stockings and high heels. You've never worn them before. I couldn't tell you were secretly horny. Your dignified appearance hides your true nature. It's because you're secretly horny that you gave birth to a lewd and lustful son. The son's sin is the mother's fault." After

a series of exclamatory ramblings, my hand slid to my aunt's plump buttocks. This was what made my aunt so unique. Among the women in the manor, apart from Wang Yi, no beautiful woman's buttocks were as attractive as my aunt's. They were firm, round, full, and white. They weren't exactly perky, but they never sagged. They trembled and rolled from side to side when she walked, tempting one to commit a crime.

Accidentally, my finger slipped into her buttocks. My aunt shifted her hips, and I followed suit, probing deeper into her cleft. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, water's flowing out, all wet! Do you want to put it in?"

My aunt released my massive member, looked up, and her captivating phoenix eyes were already watery. "Have you humiliated me enough?"

I grinned mischievously, lowered my head, and kissed my aunt's cherry lips. "Some women become more adorable the more they are humiliated, and my dear mother is that kind of woman."

My aunt returned my kiss with a half-smile, saying nothing, her entire body sprawled on the sofa, her upper body exposed, her breasts dazzling, her high-heeled, stockinged legs bent and swaying. I suddenly had a hallucination—wasn't this cute and mischievous woman in front of me Xiao Jun?

Oh, not Little Xiangjun, but Big Xiangjun. The mother and daughter have such similar expressions. I was intoxicated and impulsively knelt on the sofa, grabbed my big penis and thrust it straight into my aunt's cherry lips. She was surprised for a moment, then happily opened her mouth and took my huge thing in. I was overwhelmed with masochistic desire and fiercely pushed the entire big penis into my aunt's throat.

"Ugh..." Auntie endured it with difficulty. I held her head and thrust fiercely a dozen more times. My spine tingled and itched instantly, and a surge of pleasure rushed in. A long-accumulated heat gushed out. Auntie was terrified and tried to struggle. I roared and begged, "Mom, swallow it, eat my semen..."

Auntie looked at me with her beautiful eyes, watching me tremble as I sprayed the remaining heat into her throat. She hesitated for a moment, then silently began to suck. I could feel her Adam's apple bobbing. She really swallowed my semen. Satisfaction and pleasure intertwined in my soul, and tears welled up uncontrollably. I loved my mother so much.

Slumped onto the sofa, I felt dizzy. The intense pleasure almost suffocated me. I was extremely satisfied but also uneasy because Auntie was not satisfied. She slowly spat out my huge member, swallowing it repeatedly, her eyes like lightning, as if she wanted to kill. I was terrified. I shoved my enormous member back into my pants, ignoring my trembling hands and legs, and gently placed my aunt upright in the center of the sofa. I immediately knelt down beside her, spreading her silk-stockinged legs, and said obsequiously, "I want to taste Mom's cunt too."

My aunt retorted angrily, "You humiliated me, so I'll humiliate you too! When you were thirteen, you stole my underwear... and put it in your schoolbag to take to school... You're shameless, ah..."

My face burned. This embarrassing incident was too much to bear. It turned out to be Xiao Jun... How did my aunt know my secret? I was mortified. I quickly lifted her skirt, buried my head between her legs, and sucked on her two pungent labia. Only then did she calm down slightly, her beautiful legs spreading wider and wider. Although I was giving her oral sex, my mind was still replaying the expression on her face as she swallowed my semen. It was hard to say if she was disgusted, but at least she was moving her mouth, swallowing again and again. I held her hips and gradually became more immersed, as I was enveloped in the faint yet fragrant pungent scent.

"Zhonghan," my aunt moaned, a seductive and captivating sound.

Licking her "Hibiscus Cave" again, I couldn't see its beauty, only because of the dim lighting. However, it seemed to have a spirit. After licking it dozens of times, the smooth and full "Hibiscus Cave" began to gush with fluid, like nectar to entertain an old friend. I stole a glance at my aunt, who was lost in ecstasy, and then, oblivious, I greedily sucked up the delicious nectar. The flesh was still tender, the labia slippery, the honeyed orifice a mixture of fishy odor and sweet fragrance, driving me mad. My large penis quickly returned to its peak hardness. I whispered to my aunt, who covered her mouth and chuckled, hurriedly urging, "Oh, stop licking, it's torture! I think someone's coming..."

I looked over and immediately tensed up. It turned out a couple of moviegoers had crept in in the dark. My aunt reacted quickly, pulling and tugging at me back to the sofa. The couple groped around for a while before settling into the VIP seats in front of us. My aunt lowered her voice and said, "Stop watching, let's go."

"The movie hasn't been going on for long, let's go?" I shook my head.

My aunt was annoyed, so I quickly hugged her and kissed her a few times. I then pulled out my huge member and handed it to her. She became even more agitated, her breathing becoming increasingly labored. My member was like a toy in her hands. I chuckled inwardly, knowing that my aunt, her desire heightened, desperately wanted to make love. But there was a couple sitting in front of her, which was why she was eager to leave. Perhaps she hoped I would have a passionate encounter in Makati.

"Let's do it here," I gently bit my aunt's earlobe, telling her that I wasn't insensitive.

"They'll hear us," my aunt said hesitantly, her hand stroking my member until it was shiny and erect. I knew that my aunt was already eager to try. For my unruly and unconventional mother, who dared to cross the line of incest, what fear was there of making love in a movie theater? Her hesitation stemmed from a woman's modesty. She had already aroused herself, but she still hoped I would take the initiative. Otherwise, why would she be stroking my large member? Her small hand was already hinting that she wanted to penetrate me.

I grinned mischievously, glanced around to make sure no one was watching, and pulled my aunt onto my body. She was slightly surprised, but she immediately understood my intention. She shook her head at first, but I persisted. Helpless, she gritted her teeth, knelt firmly on either side of me, and slightly raised her buttocks. The huge thing in her hand slowly moved between her legs. I held her soft waist with one hand and lifted her short skirt with the other. In the dim light, I saw my aunt aiming the huge thing at her entrance. I whispered in English, "fuck me."

My aunt trembled and slowly squatted down, taking the large glans in. In an instant, my desire boiled to its peak. This tight, warm, moist, and subtly suctioning hibiscus-like hole began to suck like a baby biting a pacifier from the moment the large glans entered. It wasn't easy to swallow the more than twenty-centimeter-long thing. I counted silently. It took a full twenty seconds for the "hibiscus-like hole" to completely swallow the huge thing, almost one centimeter per second.

"Oh, Zhonghan." Auntie groaned dazedly, her hands resting on my shoulders, her body trembling. Her vulva was stretched tight and seamless, yet the junction still oozed fluid. Auntie collapsed into my arms, her arms encircling my neck, gently swaying her hips. I, in turn, supported her heavy, plump buttocks, caressing her smooth stockings, moving my hips in rhythm with them. The sofa emitted a barely perceptible creak.

"Say that English sentence you just said." I grew increasingly aroused, touching Auntie's stocking garter straps. I had the urge to tear them. If it weren't for the people in the front row of the booth, I definitely would have done it. Ah, the high heels were right in front of me, within reach. The slender straps, the gleaming heels, the perfect insteps—I was incredibly aroused. I gently thrust my lower body, my engorged member beginning to rub against Auntie's vagina.

"Fuck me." My aunt hugged my neck tightly, growling urgently, "Mom is yours, you can do whatever you want with her, as long as you love Mom, Mom is willing to let you do whatever you want, anytime, anywhere."

"I love Mom more than my own life." I kissed my aunt's red lips, and she kissed me while thrusting, the taste of semen lingering on our intertwined tongues. I became even more aroused, thrusting more and more frequently, the sounds carrying out and seemingly attracting the attention of those in the front row. They whispered among themselves. My aunt sensed something was amiss, she slowed her thrusting, and moaned softly, "Oh, will someone find out?"

I said, half-sarcastically, half-provokingly, "Mom's worried?"

Who was my aunt? She was a member of the Wutong Three Seasons, a veteran agent, she could easily kill someone. How could someone like my aunt worry about being discovered while having sex? She was just shy, but when passion is at its peak, who cares about others? My aunt clearly had amazing mental fortitude; she quickly overcame her psychological barrier and regained her determination to continue.

Her shapely buttocks lifted up and then slammed down with a crisp "smack." I was speechless. My aunt, however, stared at me, seemingly responding to my sarcasm. I surrendered. What more could I ask for than a mother who dared to love and hate like her? I simply let my aunt have her way, allowing the "smack" sounds to reverberate throughout the quiet theater. My God, unless the couple in the front row were deaf, they must have clearly heard these blood-pumping sounds. Unless they were idiots, they must know what we were doing.

Chapter 152

After all, we were in a public place. I was stunned by my aunt's unbridled behavior. To temper her exuberance, I quietly slipped my hand inside her blouse, grasped her ample breasts, and rubbed her nipples. My aunt moaned softly, "Oh... Mommy likes you touching my breasts, do you like it?"

"Yes, I like it even more when Mommy wears black stockings." I excitedly stroked the straps of my aunt's skirt.

My aunt said passionately, "Mom is willing to wear black stockings every day to make love with you, oh, oh, oh, so amazing, it's so full inside, it's all filled up by your big... big cock."

A buzzing sound echoed in my mind, as if a rush of blood had entered my body. My aunt was actually saying such lewd things, she actually said "big cock"! I was so stimulated that I trembled all over, my desire surged, and my animalistic instincts instantly overwhelmed my reason. I recklessly thrust my massive member forward, "slap, slap," vigorously rubbing against my aunt's honey pot. My aunt moaned, her ecstasy tinged with anxiety: "Zhonghan, it looks like someone's looking over from the left, ah, and from the right too..."

I looked around and was surprised to find that quite a few people were looking in our direction, some even sneaking closer. My aunt and I exchanged a glance. She blinked her phoenix eyes and said softly, "You're so annoying, what are you looking at? What's so interesting..."

I asked with a mischievous grin, "Mom, want to stop for a bit?"

My aunt was taken aback, then said fiercely, "I really want to bite your nose off." As she spoke, her lower body moved faster, and her tight vagina showed signs of contracting. I knew that my aunt was not far from orgasm. At this point, let alone stopping, even slowing down would have dire consequences.

I dared not slack off, thrusting in and out while rubbing my nose and smiling wryly, "Xiao Jun said the same thing."

My aunt retorted angrily, "Xiao Jun is Xiao Jun, and I am me."

I quickly nodded in agreement, supporting my aunt's soft waist, guiding her to accurately swallow and release my twenty-centimeter-long member. Because of the change in the thrusting position, the sounds became much quieter, and my aunt returned to the throes of passion. I, too, gradually entered a state of ecstasy. Since the onlookers already knew, we felt emboldened. After more than a hundred thrusts, my wary aunt muttered under her breath, "

I'm so angry! This guy is sitting right next to us." I looked towards the VIP seat closest to us on the left and noticed a somewhat lewd-looking man peering at us. Although I was angry, I couldn't show it, not because I was afraid of causing trouble, but because my aunt was at a crucial moment, and I didn't want to interrupt the pleasure of lovemaking. My aunt didn't want to either; she didn't stop thrusting either. I hugged my aunt tightly and kissed her cherry lips, "Mom knows him."

"I don't know him." Auntie shook her head dazedly. I said softly, "What's there to be afraid of if you don't know him? Let's do what we need to do."

Auntie giggled, "You're just like your dad, so daring."

I straightened my face, "Dad is Dad, and I am me."

Auntie covered her mouth and giggled, her laughter shaking her body. I took the opportunity to thrust upwards repeatedly. Auntie hugged my neck as if she had been electrocuted, calling out in a sweet voice, "Oh, Zhonghan..."

"Hmm?"

Auntie gasped, "Don't... don't ejaculate too quickly."

I wasn't stupid; I immediately understood that this was Auntie's hint—she was implying that she was about to climax. I grinned wickedly, grabbed my aunt, and flipped her over. Our positions were reversed; she sat back on the sofa, and I pinned her beneath me. She spread her legs, ready to receive my thrusts. I glanced at the peeping tom in the next booth, then suddenly lifted my aunt's shirt, revealing two large, snow-white breasts. The peeping tom was startled and dared not look again. My aunt panicked and tried to pull her shirt down, but I thrust my over twenty-centimeter-long member into her honey pot with violent thuds.

The peeping tom couldn't resist and dared to spy again. This time, I ignored him and focused my attention on my aunt. Her breasts were large and full, and even in the dim light of the theater, her snow-white skin was clearly visible. She didn't have time to take off her top. My thrusting was unparalleled. My aunt closed her eyes in ecstasy, holding onto my arms to meet my thrusts, completely unconcerned that her large, white breasts were being spied on. I inhaled deeply and thrust into my aunt's vulva again and again, her love juices flowing freely, her moans like sobs.

For some reason, the urge to humiliate my aunt grew stronger and stronger. Suddenly, I stripped off her top, leaving her upper body naked, her two beautiful, large breasts completely exposed in the dim light. Taking advantage of her surprise, I unexpectedly lifted her two stockinged legs high and began to thrust my large penis violently. Caught off guard, Auntie's phoenix eyes widened suddenly. Besides surprise and anger, there seemed to be a hint of anticipation and excitement in them. I believe that at that moment, whether it was the peeping man, the couple in the front row, or even those watching from afar, everyone saw Auntie's raised legs and her high heels clad in black stockings.

"Mmm, mmm, Zhonghan," Auntie tried to cover her breasts with her arms, but unfortunately, her breasts were too large, and her attempt to conceal them was futile. The peeping man beside her must have been thoroughly enjoying the view. He'd never have the chance to see such beautiful breasts in ten lifetimes; his ancestors must be incredibly lucky today.

"Keep your voice down, everyone's looking over here," I warned Auntie.

"Fine, I'll look, mmm..." Auntie simply released her arms from her chest, frantically responding to me, her high heels trembling in the air like flags.

I exclaimed excitedly, "The people in the front row turned around to look too. They probably saw Mom's big ass and her cunt."

Auntie moaned, "Ah...and they even saw her breasts! Everyone saw it all."

"Slap slap slap."

The dense and violent thrusts were like a thunderclap. No matter how stubborn her cunt was, it couldn't withstand the attack of the big blue dragon. Every thrust was a full-on attack, every stroke directly hitting her clitoris. The spasms started from her soft clitoris and gradually spread. In the blink of an eye, Auntie's whole body writhed, her breathing became disordered, and with a soft moan, a warm stream gushed from the depths of her honey hole. My glans tingled, feeling incredibly comfortable. Accompanied by a powerful suction from her clitoris, I growled and used all my strength to thrust in the last few strokes. Finally, all my heat burst out and poured into Auntie's uterus.

"Oh." Someone let out an unfamiliar groan.

There were no tissues, and the only thing I could use to wipe away the semen was my aunt's shirt. After wiping, I had to put it back on. This kind of embarrassment was something I could never have imagined. My aunt and I fled in a panic, like criminals, escaping the theater and the cinema.

Standing at the empty theater entrance, my aunt frowned and stopped, a hint of anxiety creeping into her still-beautiful face. We had tissues in the car, but my aunt said the semen was going to leak out. I quickly bought a pack of tissues from a small shop near the theater entrance. "Honey, come here," I waved the tissues at her with a grin. She glared at me and slowly started to walk over.

The shop owner was an old man. He stared blankly at my aunt, looking dazed. Normally, someone doing business near a movie theater wouldn't have seen all kinds of women, but I bet he'd never seen such a stunning beauty as my aunt.

"Hey, boss, change! A pack of tissues costs a hundred yuan!" I teased.

"Sorry, sorry, I'll give you the change right away," the old man hurriedly said.

"Honey, what else do you want to buy?" I asked with a smile.

"Boss, I'd like a pack of Marlboro, a pack of Camel cigarettes, a bottle of chrysanthemum tea, and a bottle of Coke." My aunt elegantly ordered several more daily necessities. I was wondering what was going on when I suddenly noticed her subtly wiping her inner thigh with a tissue. I immediately realized that she was deliberately keeping the shopkeeper busy so that she could wipe away the semen that was about to leak out while he was getting things.

However, this unseemly action of hers aroused me. I don't know if it's because there's a saying that "men don't love women who aren't a little bad," but I just felt that it would be especially stimulating for a dignified and good woman like my aunt to do something naughty and say something vulgar. A

thought flashed through my mind, and I shouted to the shopkeeper, "Boss, keep the change. We're short on daily necessities at home. Could you pack the soap, laundry detergent, toothpaste, toothbrush, towels... all together?"

"Okay," the shopkeeper readily agreed.

My aunt was standing in front of the counter, with a few faint wet spots on her back, probably left from applying semen. Looking at her large buttocks, my lust reignited. I quietly pressed myself against her, quietly pulled out my enormous member, and quietly lifted her short skirt, thrusting in with lightning speed. Her vagina was still wet; the remaining semen acted as lubricant, and my member slid in smoothly, occupying her core. It was truly impossible to get rid of it; it kept coming back.

My aunt didn't resist. She was dignified; despite her fashionable and sexy clothes, her long-cultivated elegance wouldn't easily change. "Hmm, Zhonghan, you…"

"What's wrong, wife?" I grinned, pressing against her large buttocks, feeling the pulsation of her vagina.

"Hmm…" My aunt bit her finger as I thrust in and out a few times. My aunt, wearing seven-inch high heels, was a perfect fit for my height. I could easily thrust without bending over. She only needed to slightly raise her plump buttocks to meet my movements. With slower thrusts, I could even clearly see the color of her vulva. Her breathing gradually quickened, but she showed no outward sign of discomfort. Our coordination was perfect; it was like two peas in a pod, a seamless blend.

The shopkeeper, however, sensed something was amiss. He cast a suspicious glance at us. My aunt calmly replied, "Sir, I just remembered, there are many people in my family. Pack each of these daily necessities into five portions."

I chuckled to myself, guessing that my aunt didn't want this unexpected insertion to end too soon, so she gave the boss more work to do. Upon hearing this, the shop owner's eyes lit up. Making a few hundred yuan in business so late at night was unusual. He quickly put down his work, opened the refrigerator, and eagerly offered us chrysanthemum tea and cola: "Have some drinks first, I'll get you some more later."

I was indeed thirsty and gulped down the cola, while my aunt took a small sip of the chrysanthemum tea. Seeing the tea, I inexplicably got an erection. My aunt, being perceptive, immediately understood why and couldn't help but chuckle. Seeing this, the shop owner chuckled and said, "Young man, your wife is a real beauty! I've been running this shop for twelve years and have never seen anyone so beautiful."

My aunt was overjoyed. No woman dislikes being praised, especially since my aunt had undergone a transformation; her skin and appearance radiated youthful energy. Even in broad daylight, she looked only thirty years old, let alone at night. When I called her "wife," the shop owner couldn't tell at all.

I asked coldly, like a jealous little man, "Has the shopkeeper ever seen a woman with breasts as big as my wife's?"

The moment the words left my mouth, the shopkeeper's expression changed drastically. He opened his mouth for a long time, unable to utter a word. Finally, with his seasoned composure, the older man quickly lowered his head to find the daily necessities we needed. My aunt wasn't angry at all. She swayed her plump buttocks, continuing her intimate embrace with me, her breathing becoming rapid again. The shopkeeper paced back and forth, his eyes occasionally glancing over; he had already noticed something amiss. He remained silent, deliberately tidying up his things and pretending not to see anything.

"Bang!"

Auntie slammed her hands on the counter, making a loud noise. The shop owner rushed over to check for damage. Fortunately, Auntie's panic during her orgasm hadn't broken

anything, and the owner breathed a sigh of relief. He muttered, "Sir, Madam, your things are all packed up."

"We only need tissues," Auntie said, taking a few banknotes from my pocket and throwing them on the counter. She then grabbed my hand and ran away quickly, not even wanting the daily necessities. Come to think of it, the ladies at home are now used to using high-end daily necessities. If we took these things back to the resort, they'd probably just be thrown away as trash.

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Chapter 153

The rain never stops during the plum rain season. This rain started in the early morning and has not stopped. After drinking Guo Yongxian's medicinal soup, I didn't wait for the rain to stop before I got into the BMW 750i and started the engine. At present, there are many conflicts between us and the enemy. In order to bolster my courage, I was careful and changed the license plate of the BMW to a pair of armed police license plates. I prepared to go to the Zhongtou Building to meet with Liu Siming. He was furious at the moment and vowed to stick to his position as president of the bank and never back down.

Before leaving the villa, I was waiting for someone. Xiao Jun's recent strange behavior had been keeping me on my toes. I hadn't been waiting long when a beautiful figure appeared before me. I smiled and was about to greet her when she waved first, saying, "Honey, wait for me!"

I quickly opened the passenger door, letting the beautiful Zhang Yanyan, carrying a handbag, slip into the car. She patted a few raindrops off her fitted uniform and complained, "I have to go to the company right away. The finance department made some mistakes in the accounts, and I've been checking them with Yongxian these past few nights. It's so annoying!"

"You didn't need to dress up so nicely, especially in the rain." I greatly admired Zhang Yanyan's sophisticated style: a white shirt with a light blue scarf, a light brown uniform, a short skirt, and black stockings… I suddenly felt a surge of desire.

Zhang Yanyan was both happy and shy, and said in a coquettish voice, "I...I'm your bride's good friend. If I dress plainly, people at the company will say you're not good to the bride."

This twisted logic seemed to make sense. I suppressed a laugh and said softly, "You are my bride too."

Zhang Yanyan was delighted, her big eyes seeming to say something but holding back. Although she had matured, Zhang Yanyan, who was still young, retained a faint girlish air. She had learned to be coquettish: "Making so much noise with Sister Xinni so early in the morning, aren't you afraid that Xiaojun's classmates and Catherine will hear us?"

"They don't have to go to work, they won't wake up this early. If anyone hears, it'll only be you." I laughed, started the engine, and drove Zhang Yanyan away from Biyun Villa. As we approached the highway entrance, I suddenly stopped the car, looked at the rain outside the window, and asked, "Yanyan, don't you have a car? Why did you hitch a ride with me?"

A hint of slyness appeared in Zhang Yanyan's big eyes: "It's raining, I'm afraid to drive."

"Then dare you show more of the lace trim on your stockings?" I turned off the shower and stared at Zhang Yanyan's two long, beautiful legs.

Zhang Yanyan blushed and subconsciously hid the exposed black lace trim back into her tube skirt.

Almost overnight, all the beautiful women knew that I liked black underwear and black stockings. This was all thanks to Dai Xinni's accidental slip of the tongue a few days ago, to the point that now at least half of the women's underwear drying in the manor is black. My aunt had no choice but to say that too much black underwear made her look listless and unsightly, so she issued "Biyun Manor Order No. 2": stipulating that each beautiful woman in the manor could only have two pairs of black underwear and two pairs of black stockings.

This "Biyun Manor Order No. 1" naturally forbade the beautiful women from going to the river to soak alone.

The beautiful women outwardly agreed to the second order, but privately they complained bitterly. Knowing my tastes, they had all splurged, buying black lingerie of various brands and styles. It's said that Ge Lingling alone owned over a hundred pairs of black panties and over two hundred pairs of black stockings. While the other women didn't have as many, they were not far behind, with dozens of pairs of panties and stockings being commonplace.

However, after all the excess black lingerie, panties, and stockings were handed over, what remained were all high-quality items. Because of their scarcity, the women rarely wore their black lingerie out in public. Just now, when Zhang Yanyan got into the car, she subtly revealed her lace thigh, immediately catching my attention. I knew this was the little beauty's trick. She doesn't spend much time with me usually; my favor is mainly held by several other beauties. To get my attention, Zhang Yanyan has to resort to tricks, like hitching a ride with me or accidentally revealing her underwear in front of me…

I lifted the fragrant Zhang beauty from the passenger seat and placed her in my arms: “Don't stay up late tonight. Your husband doesn't want to see his wife looking haggard.”

Zhang Yanyan was startled, her eyes widening… Pressing her hand against her beautiful face, she asked anxiously, "Do I look haggard?"

I shook my head and smiled, "No, you just lack a bit of vitality."

Zhang Yanyan looked puzzled, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Then... then how can I gain vitality?"

I unzipped my pants, pulled out my enormous member, and fiddled with it between Zhang's legs, "Let your husband give you an injection to nourish your yin and replenish your blood, then you'll have vitality."

Zhang Yanyan blushed deeply, giggling, "This injection is a bit too big, um..." Her body slumped down, her tight passage already swallowing my enormous member, her beautiful eyes like water, her breath like orchids.

I hugged her fragrant body tightly and sighed, "It doesn't matter how big it is, what matters is the effect."

"Brother Zhonghan." The shy Zhang Yanyan looked out the car window.

The rain wasn't heavy, and many cars passed by, making it easy for drivers to notice the intimate moment inside the BMW. I moved gently, my gaze tender: "In the future, don't wear your uniform and let Zhonghan see you in black stockings. Otherwise, Zhonghan won't be able to handle it. If it weren't for the fact that you had to go back to the company to reconcile accounts, Zhonghan would have done it to you ten or eight times, and you wouldn't beg for mercy."

Zhang Yanyan said breathlessly, "It's even stronger than an aphrodisiac! No wonder you went crazy when you saw Sister Xinni wearing black last time."

I unbuttoned two buttons of my white shirt and grasped her two full, high breasts: "Keep an eye on the company's finances for me, and also keep an eye on Luo Tong."

"Zhonghan is going to marry Luo Tong?" Zhang Yanyan's expression was strange, and her little hole twitched.

I casually replied, "It's not decided yet. I'm just asking for your opinion." This was originally just to appease Zhang Yanyan. My aunt had the final say on marrying Luo Tong, and I assumed Zhang Yanyan would be like the other beautiful women, completely ignoring my decisions, since they couldn't interfere anyway.

"Does Brother Zhonghan really want to hear my opinion?" Zhang Yanyan unexpectedly wanted to express hers, which surprised me somewhat. In the manor, there weren't many beautiful women who were opinionated and willing to speak directly to me. Besides Guo Yongxian and Chu Hui, it was this big-eyed beauty before me.

I nodded slightly, smiling silently.

After swallowing the massive object deeply, Zhang Yanyan stopped thrusting and said in a sweet voice, "Actually, everyone can guess what Brother Zhonghan is thinking

. Luo Tong and He Tingting will move into Biyun Manor sooner or later. But the key is who will move in first. In other words, will Brother Zhonghan marry He Tingting first, or Luo Tong first, or both at the same time?" My eyes lit up and I said, "What do you think?"

Zhang Yanyan said, "If he marries Luo Tong first, no matter how grand the ceremony is, Brother Zhonghan will be welcoming a woman with a separate ceremony. This is a big deal. Think about it, we all marry you at the same time. Why should Luo Tong have this right?"

I was shocked when I heard this. Zhang Yanyan's words were spot on. Given the current situation at the company, I definitely need to value Luo Tong. If the ceremony for marrying her into the manor is too simple, it seems inappropriate. Conversely, if the ceremony is too grand, the dozen or so beautiful brides will find it difficult to maintain their composure. With the personalities of Dai Xinni, Tang Yilin, Chu Hui, and Ge Lingling, as well as the Qiu sisters' reputation, it will inevitably cause intense jealousy, thus sowing the seeds of conflict.

It seems I have to carefully consider how to welcome He Tingting and Luo Tong into the manor.

Seeing my serious expression, Zhang Yanyan knew she had hit the nail on the head. She smiled sweetly and said in a soft voice, "I don't care, but Sister Xinni and the other sisters might not be so sure. It will also seriously affect Brother Zhonghan's marriage to He Tingting. Even if everyone can tolerate you marrying Luo Tong alone, when it comes to marrying He Tingting, all their jealousy will be directed at He Tingting. I guarantee that no one in the manor will be friendly to He Tingting then."

"That makes sense," I gasped.

"So, you either marry Tingting and Luo Tong at the same time, or you marry Tingting first with a simple ceremony. When you marry Luo Tong, Zhonghan can marry her with the same ceremony as when he married Tingting. Everything will fall into place naturally. We know Zhonghan values Luo Tong, so we can make it a little more elaborate then, and everyone will accept it."

"Thank you, Yan Yan. Your suggestion is like a revelation. I never imagined my Yan Yan was so insightful and intelligent." I praised her, lifting her slender waist and accelerating my thrusting. The little beauty responded enthusiastically, her voice sweet and coquettish: "It's all because Zhonghan gave me an injection to nourish my yin and blood... Oh... my socks are ripped, I can't wear them anymore. When I get back tonight, I'll have to report to my aunt and exchange them for new ones."

"Haha, this is a benevolent policy. You should all accept it. Zhonghan is terrified of his aunt too."

"I know." Zhang Yanyan hugged my neck and said coquettishly, "Waaah, Zhonghan-ge, what's wrong with Auntie? These past few days, she's become younger and younger, her skin is so tender, fair and rosy. Standing next to Ge Lingling, she looks about the same age. Everyone is not only afraid of Auntie, but now when they see Auntie, they feel... ashamed."

My eyes narrowed into slits with laughter. What Zhang Yanyan said was true. Auntie's transformation showed no signs of stopping. Her previously snow-white skin was now covered with a light pink hue and was full of radiance. Not to mention crow's feet, even the usual wrinkles around the mouth, chin, and neck had all disappeared. Now, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe Auntie's skin as flawless. In addition, Auntie has practiced martial arts for many years, and she has a vitality that beautiful women cannot possess. She can be seen coming and going from all five villas, and her figure can also be seen in the bamboo forest on the shore. She is almost everywhere.

"Drink more Niangniang River water, soak more Niangniang River water. Auntie needs to soak in the river water for two hours every night." I held up two fingers. Actually, I didn't know why Auntie had become like this. I guessed it was because of practicing the "Nine Dragon Armor". Unfortunately, the beautiful women didn't know how to practice martial arts. Even if I told them the thirty-six-character mantra, it would be useless. I could only use Niangniang River water to appease them.

"Huh? Soaking for so long?" Zhang Yanyan was slightly surprised, gritted her teeth, and said resentfully, "Fine, starting tonight, I'm going to soak for two and a half hours."

Half an hour longer than her period, it's clear that women will do anything for beauty. I chuckled inwardly, but pretended to be mysterious: "Just soaking in the water isn't enough, it'll easily peel. You have to swim, so your skin can breathe. After swimming, the hair follicles sweat, and they also expel impurities and toxins. After being soaked and rinsed by the Niangniang River water, it achieves a moisturizing effect."

I was eloquent, speaking fluently and persuasively, and Zhang Yanyan believed me even more: "I see, I'm so stupid. Xiaojun and Catherine are both very good swimmers, I'll ask them to teach me."

I suppressed a laugh and nodded vigorously: "This secret, I'll only tell you."

Zhang Yanyan asked emotionally: "Brother Zhonghan, why are you so good to me?"

My eyes rolled, and I started showering her with sweet words: "Need I say more? It's because Brother Zhonghan loves you the most. Before, everyone at the company knew I had a crush on Dai Xinni, but actually, there was someone else I had a crush on."

"Who is it?" Zhang Yanyan asked shyly, her large, watery eyes almost overflowing with tears.

"I won't tell you." I chuckled mischievously, shaking my head slightly. Silence at this moment only added to the allure; women love this kind of flair. As the saying goes, everything is understood without words.

"Tell me," Zhang Yanyan said sweetly, her slender waist swaying violently, her vulva incredibly slippery. She wasn't just aroused; she was practically in heat. Seeing my continued smirk and silence, Zhang Yanyan suddenly increased her thrusting, her eyes filled with seductive allure: "Zhonghan, I love you."

The BMW was shaking; this must be car sex. The amplitude wasn't large; the 750i's shock absorbers were super strong, so it didn't attract the attention of passing vehicles. But I noticed that my Armani trousers were soaked. Fortunately, Zhang Yanyan was no different from Xiao Jun and Fan Yue—a sex novice. After another fifty or so thrusts, the beautiful Zhang collapsed into my arms, panting heavily.

I stroked her hair tenderly, my eyes filled with affection. "Yan Yan, since you love Brother Zhonghan, can you tell me what Xiao Jun, Min Xiaolan, and Yang Ying have been doing lately?"

This was something I'd been worrying about. No matter what, I couldn't let Xiao Jun go astray. It's okay for a little girl to be playful, but she absolutely couldn't go too far. I'd been keeping a close eye on Xiao Jun.

"Just playing games and chatting online," Zhang Yan Yan said breathlessly. Her black stockings had a run somewhere, as expected. I thought runny stockings looked better, more sculpted, though showing them at work would be unseemly. "I heard they were video chatting naked with someone?" I pretended to be casual. "Yeah," Zhang Yan Yan replied. I was shocked. "What? Is that true?" Zhang Yan Yan said, "Don't get the wrong idea.

They were just video chatting with that Qiao Ruochen. It seemed like they were practicing their posture while video chatting, and Xiaolan and Yang Ying were also learning from them. Occasionally… occasionally they'd take their clothes off completely." "Why would they take their clothes off completely?" I asked curiously. Zhang Yanyan thought for a moment and said, "It seems like they were checking the results of their physical training. However, Xiaojun and Qiao Ruochen were both unwilling to admit defeat, each claiming to have a slim waist and large breasts, hehe... Later, they compared themselves on camera to see who was prettier and sexier." "Who's prettier? Who's sexier?" I was inexplicably excited, imagining Xiaojun and Qiao Ruochen stripping naked and comparing their beauty. Alas, it's a pity that Qiao Ruochen is as venomous as a snake, unworthy of being a beauty pageant champion. She probably only got the title through her father's influence, a misdeserved honor. However, Qiao Ruochen is truly beautiful; her eyes are enchanting and alluring. "It seems Xiaojun is a little better. Qiao Ruochen is not convinced, so they have to compare themselves via video every other day." Zhang Yanyan's words gave me a jolt. That inexplicable sense of loss vanished instantly. My proud Xiaojun is the epitome of beauty, just like my aunt, a peerless beauty.

"I think Yan Yan is prettier and sexier. She's tight down there, it feels so good to do it." I didn't forget to coax Zhang Yan Yan. She's a top-tier beauty, and when it comes to financial matters, someone shrewd and intelligent is needed. In terms of shrewdness, Dai Xinni is inferior to Zhang Yan Yan.

"Brother Zhonghan, I'll get prettier and prettier, so you have to spend more time with me." Zhang Yan Yan looked at me, a hint of resentment in her big eyes. Her looks were comparable to Zhuang Meiqi and Guo Yongxian, but not as good as Tang Yilin and Dai Xinni. What was rare and precious was Zhang Yan Yan's confidence, which captivated me. A confident woman is just as charming.

"Definitely, definitely." I lifted the beauty's chin and gently kissed her.

"Brother Zhonghan, let's drive, we're going to be late." Zhang Yan Yan curled up in my arms like a cat. I admired her even more. If it were any other woman, she would probably cling to me, but Zhang Yan Yan was able to quickly regain her senses after the passion and rush to the company. Just this attitude of separating public and private matters made her slightly better than Dai Xinni. I started the engine and drove onto the highway. Several cars passed by, and the people inside were surprised to see a woman on top of me.

"Isn't it great?" I asked softly. Zhang Yanyan responded shyly, and I could feel her tight little hole starting to contract again. It had been a long time since I had made love with Zhang Yanyan, no wonder she was so greedy. With the swaying and bumping of the car, Zhang Yanyan easily reached orgasm again, and only I could hear her ecstatic moans and gasps.

I took the opportunity to encourage her: "It would be even more comfortable to play with Zhonghan's asshole when you wear black stockings sometime."

Zhang Yanyan giggled and said softly, "If Zhonghan tells me something honestly, I'll agree to Zhonghan's request."

"Go ahead," I said, extremely pleased. As long as I mentioned the conditions, things would be easy.

Zhang Yanyan asked softly, "Have you fallen for your aunt?"

I was taken aback and replied seriously, "I've always respected and liked my aunt." My heart pounded, and I quickly gripped the steering wheel, wondering what Zhang Yanyan had noticed. No matter what, as long as my aunt didn't publicly acknowledge our relationship, I wouldn't either, and I doubted Huang Li would say anything.

"I mean the kind of liking that involves a romantic relationship," Zhang Yanyan said, unwilling to give up.

"That's not true at all." I pulled out a hand and slapped Zhang Yanyan's bottom hard, scolding her for asking such a question. Zhang Yanyan said quietly, "Auntie is so beautiful, even I like her, let alone men."

"Don't make wild guesses." I slapped her again and asked, "Does everyone suspect this?"

Zhang Yanyan said, "No, I didn't suspect it at first either, but that time... that time Qiao Ruochen told Xiaojun that Brother Zhonghan and Auntie's relationship was unusual, and I happened to overhear it."

I was immediately furious, cursing Qiao Ruochen inwardly for being insidious, treacherous, shameless, and despicable. Luckily, she knew better than to leave, otherwise I would definitely rape and kill her. I was so angry that I saw stars. Zhang Yanyan nestled in my arms, oblivious to my anger. I took several deep breaths to calm my rage and whispered, "Did Xiaojun believe it? What was her reaction?"

Zhang Yanyan replied, "Xiaojun reacted very strongly. She said it was absolutely impossible, and it seemed she even threw something at Qiao Ruochen. After that, Qiao Ruochen didn't mention it again. Two days later, Qiao Ruochen went home. I thought Qiao Ruochen and Xiaojun's relationship had broken down, but I didn't expect them to be back to normal, video chatting almost every day."

I breathed a sigh of relief, my mind filled with images of Xiaojun.

Zhang Yanyan apologized softly, "Brother Zhonghan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been thinking like that."

I said gently, "Get out of the car, we're at the company. Tell He Tingting to go practice dancing immediately. Also, be prepared, both mentally and physically, Brother Zhonghan might want your ass at any time."

Zhang Yanyan nodded slightly, shyly getting out of my arms. She glanced at the company gate and reluctantly said goodbye. When she got out of the car, she still had a flirtatious look on her face and deliberately said goodbye loudly. Needless to say, this was her little trick. In less than half an hour, the whole company would be spreading the news: the company's big boss personally drove Zhang Yanyan to work.

I smiled wryly and drove quickly, otherwise, if I saw Guo Yongxian, I wouldn't be able to leave. I

drove all the way to the Guotou Building. Because of the rain, the area in front of the Guotou Building was a bit deserted.

I was cautious and slipped a large bill to the security guard, instructing him to keep an eye on my car and prevent anyone from getting close. The guard was naturally delighted, repeatedly patting his chest to assure me that my car would not be damaged in the slightest. Actually, I wasn't afraid of the car being damaged, but rather of someone tampering with it. The horrific scenes of car accidents were still vivid in my mind, so my paranoia was understandable.

The moment I entered the Guotou Building, I vaguely sensed something was amiss. Every nerve in my body tensed instantly. Out of vigilance, I took several deep breaths and silently recited the Thirty-Six-Character Mantra, keenly sensing a murderous aura emanating from outside the Guotou Building. I instinctively stopped and turned around, my gaze sharp as lightning, scanning my surroundings. I had already made a discovery. Shocked, I strode towards the building's elevator and went straight to the bank manager's office on the fiftieth floor.

The rain was still falling. Standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows of Liu Siming's office, overlooking Shangning City shrouded in mist and rain, my heart felt incredibly heavy. This strange and unpredictable world was truly terrifying, just like the misty rain before me. I couldn't see the danger clearly; only when it was right in front of me would I be startled to realize it, and by then, it would be too late.

"Zhonghan, tell me the truth, do you want me to give up this position?" Liu Siming asked me after pondering for a full half hour. His face was grave, and Meng Shanshan beside him was pale. They were a devoted wife; if her husband were in danger, Meng Shanshan wouldn't be able to escape unscathed.

"I don't want to," I shook my head.

Liu Siming snarled, "I don't want to. What do you mean, 'I won't fight them'? At worst, I'll fight them to

the death. I have connections in the public security, procuratorate, courts, and central ministries." I paced back and forth slowly. "They're in the shadows, you're in the light. I'm doing

this for your own good." Liu Siming went to the glass window, constantly looking down at the parking spaces below. Even on a non-rainy day, from the 50th floor, it was impossible to see that menacing car. Liu Siming knew he couldn't see clearly but still kept looking, proving he was all bark and no bite, terrified inside. I secretly reassured myself; this kind of person was the easiest to control. So, I had to try my best to protect him.

Protecting Liu Siming meant I had to refuse Qiao Yu and Shen Huaifeng's conditions. Sigh, even Zhu Chengpu was wary of Qiao Yu. How could I openly turn against Qiao Yu? Was there really no other way? Did I really have to abandon Liu Siming and seek compromise first?

"Are you sure he's Qiao Yu's man?" Liu Siming looked at me strangely, as if trying to figure out what I was thinking.

"Hmm." I smiled faintly. "His men are in a black bullet car in front of the building."

Liu Siming suddenly roared, "I can find people to take out everyone in that car."

I said coldly, "I can too. I can even blow that car to smithereens..." My tone shifted, a hint of sarcasm in my voice. "But what's the point? It's like declaring war. They'll send a second wave, a third wave, to retaliate. You can dodge the first day, but you can't dodge the fifteenth."

Liu Siming paused, then slumped onto the sofa. "So I can only back down?"

Meng Shanshan anxiously rubbed her hands together. They were beautiful, delicate hands. She was dressed particularly lavishly today. Was it because of the saying, "A woman dresses up for her lover"? I didn't know. She was sensible; when a man talks about important matters, it's best for a woman not to interrupt. So, Meng Shanshan was anxious but remained silent.

"Perhaps, I have a way." I looked into Meng Shanshan's eyes and sighed deeply.

Liu Siming, as if grasping at a lifeline, jumped up excitedly and grabbed my hands: "Zhonghan, you have to help me."

I nodded blankly: "Of course I'll help you, but you have to listen to me."

Liu Siming hesitated, and Meng Shanshan frantically gave him meaningful glances, signaling him to agree. Liu Siming had no choice but to agree.

Like a leader on an inspection tour, I arrived at the Guotou Credit Department, met Nie Xiaomin, Huai Mingzhu, and Xuan Rao, the three beautiful bankers, greeted them, hugged them, and exchanged a few words of longing before leaving the Guotou Building with Liu Siming, whose face was plastered with a fake smile.

The rain was still falling, the sky was overcast, and the best weather for this was a good night's sleep. But some people, rain or shine, will stalk their prey like wolves, and Shen Huaifeng was one of those people.

Liu Siming, soaked to the bone, followed me blankly, step by step, to a black bullet-shaped RV. I gently knocked on the window. It rolled down, revealing a refined middle-aged man. I called Liu Siming over and pointed at Shen Huaifeng, saying, "President Liu, this gentleman is the assassin. He's the one who wanted to kill you."

Liu Siming was stunned, his facial muscles trembling. No one could remain calm after encountering an assassin who wanted to kill them.

Shen Huaifeng's expression was also surprised. He didn't deny it, only smiled; he was far more composed than Liu Siming.

"Mr. Shen, perhaps we should find a place to talk," I said with a smile.

Shen Huaifeng hesitated for a moment, then politely said, "Tell me the location."

"Follow my car, I'll lead the way, you'll see when we get there." I deliberately kept him in suspense, testing Shen Huaifeng's courage. He looked at me calmly and nodded silently. I secretly admired him; this man was determined, bold yet meticulous, and possessed excellent skills. If he couldn't be used by me, I would definitely find a way to eliminate him to prevent future trouble.

Liu Siming had no choice but to obediently follow me.

...

...

The "Slim Beauty Body Shaping and Beauty Center" unexpectedly lit up with neon lights. Lighting up neon in broad daylight meant the owner was very hardworking and business was booming. Standing in front of the beauty center, I indeed heard music. Looking into the distance, I could see figures moving in the dance hall, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

Shen Huaifeng stood like a javelin, outwardly calm, but in reality, he was poised to strike, closely guarding Liu Siming and me. I smiled and walked over, allaying his concerns: "Don't be so nervous. I brought you here with good intentions. I'd like to be friends with someone like Mr. Shen."

Shen Huaifeng calmly replied, "Mr. Li, any trickery is futile before me. Thank you for your high regard, but I cannot be your friend. I have no friends, only enemies and strangers. If you accepted the conditions I proposed earlier, I will disappear from your sight and never bother you again."

I smiled and said, "There's always room for negotiation. You've made your demands, so let's discuss them."

Shen Huaifeng nodded slightly.

I was extremely satisfied. As long as there's room for negotiation, anything is possible.

Over there, the side door of the dance hall quietly opened, and Zhang Qianqian, dressed in her practice clothes, came out. She glanced at me, looking somewhat nervous. I smiled calmly and gestured for Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming to go in. After a moment's hesitation, they both entered through the side door. At the end, a large door was already open, and the group filed in. Inside, a hidden world unfolded before them. The luxurious decorations and elegant artwork astonished Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming.

Chapter 154

The surprise wasn't over yet. Zhang Qianqian jogged over and led us through a small door. The music for rhythmic gymnastics immediately filled the air. Behind three large floor-to-ceiling glass walls, rows of beautiful women were swaying rhythmically. At a glance, each one was stunningly beautiful, some with slender figures, others with voluptuous curves. There were pure and innocent young girls, and mature and alluring women. They were all different shapes and sizes, their beauty captivating. Liu Siming stared in disbelief, and even the usually composed Shen Huaifeng was somewhat moved.

I smiled, secretly pleased with myself. Although Liu Siming's reaction was stronger than Shen Huaifeng's, in reality, Shen Huaifeng was even more shocked. It was only because Shen Huaifeng had more self-control that he showed a "slightly surprised" expression. But I knew that my "beauty trap" had worked.

Shen Huaifeng used Qiqi, yet he also protected her. Judging from this alone, Shen Huaifeng must be sensitive to beautiful women. I bet he's a womanizer. If I could use women to bribe Shen Huaifeng, even if he's loyal to Qiao Yu, he'd still be grateful to me.

"I guess Mr. Shen hasn't been here before." I smiled and invited Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming to sit down. I sat in the middle, sandwiched between them. Shen Huaifeng repeatedly said he'd never been here before, and Liu Siming exclaimed that it was paradise on earth. When they learned that the three large panes of glass could see through one direction, they were even more shocked.

"These women really can't see us or hear us?" Liu Siming was still skeptical.

I smiled and nodded: "Actually, this is one of my meeting places. I plan to conduct business here in the future. Even if the business falls apart, the friendship will remain. There's fine wine and beautiful women here."

"I'm really ignorant. Shangning actually has a place like this." Knowing that these women practicing dance couldn't see him, Shen Huaifeng gradually relaxed. Zhang Qianqian quickly brought out fine red wine and poured it for everyone. Shen Huaifeng's eyes lit up more and more as he looked at her. When I toasted him, he readily downed a large glass with me. Liu Siming was also strongly attracted by the beauty before him, seemingly forgetting that Shen Huaifeng beside him could kill him at any moment.

"Mr. Li, doing business here should be twice as effective. Good idea, good mind, I admire you." Shen Huaifeng's veiled flattery made me feel uneasy. I secretly sneered. Once he took the bait, what did this little humiliation matter? Heh heh, whether he's a true hero or a hypocrite, we'll find out soon enough.

I smiled broadly, "Yes, that's why I hope to become friends with Mr. Shen. If Mr. Shen is not willing to be friends, I won't force him, but at least we can cooperate happily and have a prosperous business."

Shen Huaifeng's expression turned serious, and he asked, "Mr. Li, how do you hope we can cooperate?"

"No rush, no rush, since we're here, let's make the best of it." I laughed heartily, then beckoned Zhang Qianqian over and whispered a few words in her ear. She nodded slightly and whispered a few words in my ear as well. I was overjoyed and personally poured half a glass of red wine for Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming: "As far as I know, these dancing beauties are all gentle, considerate, and understanding. If you like any of them, you can ask them to come and drink, eat, chat, and even do special things with you. You can treat them as lovers or confidantes."

"Are they part-time prostitutes?" Shen Huaifeng asked directly.

I smiled and shook my head: "Wrong. They're not even prostitutes. Prostitutes are chosen by men, but these women choose men first. To get these beauties, money alone isn't enough. They're all very well-mannered, not only beautiful but also very clean."

"Oh," Shen Huaifeng exclaimed, his gaze burning.

I pointed to Zhang Qianqian beside me and praised, "This Miss Zhang is the dance teacher here. She dances well and has excellent taste. The women she finds, even if not the best of the best, are still top-notch." Then I pointed to several beauties practicing dance: "Look, the one in pink, the one in green, and the one in blue, hehe, I'm getting a little excited now."

Everyone followed my gaze to the glass wall. Through the glass, all eyes were focused on the three beauties I had recommended. I was seeing these three beauties for the first time, truly as beautiful as lotuses emerging from water. They weren't even the most beautiful among these dancers. I chose these three beauties because they were somewhat similar to Qiqi, all with short, neat hair and tall figures.

"President Li, would you like to choose one?" Zhang Qianqian whispered.

I glanced at Shen Huaifeng and saw him staring at the glass wall, his eyes wandering. I couldn't help but think I had a chance. I immediately said to Zhang Qianqian, "Sharing is caring. I'll either not choose at all, or I'll choose three. Please invite those three beauties in, Teacher Zhang."

Zhang Qianqian chuckled and asked, "Should we have them take a bath first?"

I observed Shen Huaifeng again and saw his awkward silence, which further confirmed my guess. I coughed twice and said with a beaming smile, "No need for a bath. A woman's sweat smells better than perfume."

As soon as I finished speaking, Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming burst into laughter. I smiled along with them, knowing perfectly well that no matter how Shen Huaifeng tried to hide it, he couldn't escape the allure of beauty. Even a hero like me couldn't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, so how could he be an exception?

The woman in pink was named Miao Miao, a 29-year-old civil servant with ordinary short hair. She was about 170 centimeters tall and had the physique of a dancer, able to spin on her toes like a ballet dancer. I lost count of how many times she spun; when she demonstrated in front of us, I was dazzled. Miao Miao came from a very wealthy family and had a very good job. I didn't know why she was looking for men, but it was definitely for sex, not money.

I didn't want to ask. To me, as long as a woman was pretty and could insert her penis into her vagina, that was enough. I liked Miao Miao, but I gave her to Shen Huaifeng.

The woman in green was named Yan Shaohan, a 25-year-old fashion store manager with fair skin, fashionable short hair, a slightly round face, and a sweet smile. She was also about 170 centimeters tall. It was said that she often worked as a model for the fashion store and had an exceptionally good presence. As soon as she appeared, Shen Huaifeng's eyes lit up.

The woman in the blue shirt was a college student named Pu Wenxiu, twenty-two years old, with standard short hair, neat bangs, and a cheerful disposition. She was 168 centimeters tall and the prettiest of the three. She bluntly stated she would only sleep with someone for 100,000 yuan, and wasn't picky about her partner. I told her that if she was willing to have sex with two men and three women together, each person would pay 200,000 yuan.

Initially, Miao Miao was unwilling to have sex with several people, but after I mentioned that Shen Huaifeng was a high-ranking central government official, she quickly agreed. It seemed that civil servants were inherently servile towards officials. I secretly cursed her for being shameless, and my goodwill towards her immediately diminished. I hoped that Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming would thoroughly ravage her.

Men are prone to promiscuity after drinking, especially since Zhang Qianqian had added a strong aphrodisiac to the drink. It was inevitable. After only a short while of teasing, Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming couldn't wait to strip the three beauties of their dance costumes. Without showering, the beauties exuded a wild scent. The two men, their desires surging, pounced on them like wild beasts. A moment later, lewd moans and sounds filled the air.

Although there was no bed, there was a large sofa and a soft, thick carpet. Men and women don't necessarily need a bed to make love.

Shen Huaifeng, embracing Miao Miao and Yan Shaohan, quickly entered the practical stage. Meanwhile, Liu Siming had already penetrated Pu Wenxiu. Except for Zhang Qianqian and me, everyone was naked. Five naked bodies were passionately intertwined. I had a strong reaction. The sight of undulating breasts and buttocks, the scene of surging blood, aroused my animalistic instincts. I am a man too; I am no different from Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming, perhaps even more lustful.

"Six hundred thousand for the three of them is too much." Zhang Qianqian pulled me to a wine cabinet where there was a long table. We sat down on high stools around the table, and Zhang Qianqian replaced my bottle with a bottle of Chilean white wine, gently placing it in front of me.

"Six hundred thousand isn't much; those two are worth the investment." I smiled as I took it, tilted my head back, and drank it down. I sat close to Zhang Qianqian, excitedly watching the shocking scene of debauchery not far away. This was the first time I had ever seen a scene of debauchery involving more than five people. Before, I had done it with Qiao Ruogu and Zhao Hongyu, and once, Luo Bi and I raped Su Zhitang. It seemed that two men conquering women together had an incredible magic. I really wanted to participate because all three women were beautiful, but I restrained myself. I wasn't there for debauchery; I was there to corrupt Shen Huaifeng, seduce him, and win him over. My plan was gradually moving in the direction I hoped for.

"Why don't you join in?" Zhang Qianqian whispered in my ear with interest.

"Wait, those two men are really into it right now, why should I fight them for it?" I was embarrassed. Ever since I learned that Zhang Qianqian was Zhou Zhinong's wife, I had no desire to disrespect her. But Zhang Qianqian, wearing a tight-fitting dance outfit and slightly sweaty, was somewhat ambiguous. She was very close to me. In terms of looks, Zhang Qianqian was only above average, but she had a unique charm. She exuded an artistic aura, with a slender and graceful figure and full lips. Her flirtatious gaze made me want to rape her.

"You have a lot of wives and concubines at home, I'm afraid you wouldn't even look at these kinds of women, would you?" Zhang Qianqian flirted with me, her words seemingly carrying a hidden meaning. I restrained myself and changed the subject: "You did a great job today, especially the way you put the aphrodisiac. If you hadn't told me, I would never have guessed that you injected the aphrodisiac into the cork and then soaked it in the red wine through the cork."

Zhang Qianqian smiled: "You drank some too, how are you feeling now?"

I shook my head: "No reaction." But I wanted to laugh in my heart. These aphrodisiacs were far inferior to the medicinal soup at home. “

Hehe.” Zhang Qianqian, unaware of my habit of drinking herbal medicine, assumed I was embarrassed and nudged me with her elbow, saying seductively, “If you really want a woman, Tingting’s period just ended.”

I was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise, “You know so much?”

Zhang Qianqian giggled, “Of course, you asked me to keep an eye on her, so I’ll definitely pay close attention.”

I glanced at the glass wall a couple of times and asked, “Why haven’t I seen her?”

Zhang Qianqian said, “Are you confused? How can Tingting be present at this event? What if your friend chooses her? Don’t worry, she’s just playing on the computer in my office. She’s very obedient and sensible.”

I felt relieved and looked forward to He Tingting’s outstanding performance in this beauty pageant, hoping she would gain face among all the beautiful women so I could rightfully marry her. Just as I was lost in thought, Zhang Qianqian suddenly said mysteriously, “Zhonghan, let me tell you, someone has taken a liking to Tingting and offered a million to accompany her on a ten-day trip to Europe.” "

Like swallowing a fly right after a delicious sip of soup, my face changed drastically. I gritted my teeth and asked coldly, 'Who is it?'

Zhang Qianqian looked at my expression in surprise and stammered, 'I don't know the specifics, but I heard he's in business.'

I asked coldly, 'Why are you only telling me now?'

'This…' Zhang Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then explained, 'Actually, quite a few men have taken a liking to Tingting. They usually offer between 300,000 and 500,000 yuan, and rarely a million. I thought that man was just joking, so I didn't pay any more attention. Later, this man sent flowers almost every day and said he could pay a 200,000 yuan deposit in advance, so I believed him.'

'You accepted a deposit?' I smiled, my eyes almost spitting fire.

Zhang Qianqian shivered: 'How could I dare?'

I asked coldly, 'How much of a commission do you usually get when the women here find a man?'

Zhang Qianqian answered softly, 'Ten percent.'" I put down my

wine glass and went behind Zhang Qianqian, pressing my lips against her backside as she sat on the high stool. Her buttocks weren't large or particularly perky; her maroon backless dance leotard clung tightly to her hips, blending seamlessly with her body, making her appear slender and graceful. I pressed my face against her bare back, my tone icy: "So, one million means a hundred thousand in income?"

Zhang Qianqian was startled and hurriedly said, "Zhonghan, I won't let any man have designs on Tingting, don't worry."

I bent down slightly, bringing my mouth close to Zhang Qianqian's ear, and said sternly, "Keep a close eye on Tingting." Zhang Qianqian, trembling all over, nodded vigorously: "

I will, I will..."

I laughed, a ferocious laugh. The scent of a woman's sweat filled my senses. My groin was hard as iron. With any other woman, I would have already made my move, but Zhang Qianqian was Zhou Zhinong's wife. I had unintentionally raped her before, and now I knew her identity. Should I still act recklessly? Desire and reason were at war. After all, I relied heavily on Zhou Zhinong, but for some reason, I had a desire to possess Zhang Qianqian.

The desire was strong, perhaps because of the red wine laced with aphrodisiacs, or perhaps because the lewd scenes of intercourse in the distance were too stimulating. I found myself distracted by Zhang Qianqian and couldn't help but ask, "Has Zhinong slept with you these past few days?"

Zhang Qianqian didn't expect me to ask that. She lowered her head slightly and whispered, "Twice."

"How did it feel?" I asked again.

Zhang Qianqian said, "So-so."

My breathing was a little labored, my eyes scanning Zhang Qianqian's body. My enormous erection, almost bursting out of my pants, tentatively rubbed against her buttocks on the high stool, again and again. Zhang Qianqian didn't flinch; she was trembling slightly. I reached out and pulled her close around the waist: "Want to let me do it?"

Zhang Qianqian said shyly, "Do you want to?"

"What do you think?" I slowly took Zhang Qianqian's hand, turned it around, and placed it on my burning crotch.

Zhang Qianqian touched me a few times, then suddenly pulled her hand away, saying, "Forget it, I've already sworn to Zhi Nong that I'll never have this kind of relationship with you again."

I was furious. No woman had ever dared to treat me like this before. Since she had touched my genitals, I couldn't just refuse. I grabbed Zhang Qianqian's hand again and twisted it forcefully, this time letting her grasp a real, enormous thing. It was over twenty centimeters long, with coiled veins. I grinned maliciously, "I'm just rewarding you for taking care of Tingting. I'll lend you my thing. It's much bigger than Zhi Nong's, thick and long. I'm sure you'll never forget it."

Zhang Qianqian cried out in terror, "No, I'll introduce you to a virgin."

As I unbuckled my belt and took off my clothes, I asked, "Is she pretty?"

Zhang Qianqian said, "Can I introduce you to an ugly woman?"

"Who?" I pulled down my pants, completely naked.

Zhang Qianqian scanned the glass wall for a moment, then pointed to a girl in the last row: "The one in the last row, with a round face, long hair, and wearing a white dance outfit, that's her."

I looked in the direction Zhang Qianqian pointed and was suddenly shocked, blurting out, "No need for introductions, I know her."

Zhang Qianqian was taken aback: "You know her?"

I felt a pang of unease and nodded slightly: "Her name is Xiaoyue. I'm not interested in her; I still want to sleep with you."

Zhang Qianqian became anxious and pointed to another stunningly beautiful woman swaying her hips while dancing: "Let me introduce you to another one. This girl in a red dance outfit, with a ponytail, and a band-aid on her left knee, is also a virgin. Pretty, right? Lots of guys are after her. She's offering two million to take her virginity and spend a month with her."

Truly, even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. I carefully examined this unfamiliar beauty; her delicate beauty was completely... "She's comparable to Tang Yilin and Dai Xinni. Shangning is truly a land of outstanding people and beautiful women, with countless beauties emerging one after another." I gasped and whispered, "Why is her knee injured?"

Seeing my infatuation, Zhang Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, quickly freeing herself from my massive member, and said rather smugly, "She bumped it while practicing dance. Zhonghan is quite thoughtful."

I grinned maliciously, grabbed Zhang Qianqian's back with both hands, and tore it open with force. A tearing sound rang out, and the maroon dance dress turned into pieces, falling in fragments onto the carpet. Zhang Qianqian was so frightened that she jumped off the bar stool, her face pale, unable to utter a word. I continued to tear until Zhang Qianqian was completely naked, grabbed her delicate body, twisted it, and pressed it against the long table in front of the wine cabinet. My thick member thrust straight into Zhang Qianqian's buttocks from behind, completely occupying her vagina. Chapter 150, Part 15 ( November
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"Mom, Dad must be jealous of me."

My heart was pounding. My aunt had indeed changed, becoming exceptionally to my liking. Feelings are so important. Being with my aunt was like wearing a well-fitting and comfortable garment. This wasn't my aunt deliberately pandering to me; it was a mutual attraction. No wonder my mother and I had such an inexplicable attachment since childhood. She always mysteriously disappeared, sometimes for half a month, sometimes for two or three days. We didn't spend much time together, but whenever I was reunited with my aunt, I felt safe and comfortable.

The night breeze was a bit cool, but it didn't chill our bodies, much less our hearts. My aunt leaned against Makatim, and I pressed against her, gently embracing her soft waist. My bulging crotch rubbed against her lower body, heat transferring between us. Our gazes were filled with tender affection, and the silver lipstick tempted me to kiss her one more time.

My aunt's breath was sweet as orchids: "Jealous, he's insanely jealous."

"Does he often take you to the movies?" My body tensed instantly, a sudden, intense fire of jealousy rising within me.

My aunt chuckled: "Don't mention him again. Mom's fallen for someone else. Will you blame Mom?"

I exhaled all my jealousy, my tense body relaxing slightly. I felt hot all over and couldn't help but kiss her again: "I've been waiting for Mom to say that for so long."

"Giggle."

Laughter echoed as I inhaled the scent of my aunt's fragrant cheek, where a strong perfume lingered. My aunt rarely wore perfume because her body naturally exuded a delicate fragrance. The reason she added extra perfume was to attract other men's attention, thus stimulating me, making me constantly jealous. I knew this was a trap set by my aunt, but I fell into it without resistance, bound by her scheme.

A man burning with jealousy is easily impulsive, easily prone to exaggerated actions. The jealousy that had just been extinguished reignited, and I angrily grasped her high, full breasts, kneading them forcefully.

"What are you doing? Someone's seeing us." My aunt looked at me seductively, not angry at all. A smart woman knows that once a man's anger is provoked, he'll become especially submissive, so my aunt didn't resist. Instead, she thrust out her high, firm breasts so I could touch them to my heart's content.

"Let them look. They can only look, not touch. I want to make more men jealous of me." I glanced around at the strange looks I was seeing, and sure enough, I noticed many people staring. I suddenly felt a thrill of humiliation, and instead of stopping groping my aunt's breasts, I groped them even more brazenly and blatantly.

The onlookers in the distance were getting restless. My aunt glared at me and said, "Do you want me to take off my clothes too?"

I smiled mischievously, knowing I couldn't go too far, and quickly withdrew my hand. I grabbed my aunt's arm and said loudly, "Come on, let's go see a movie, let's go on a date." My

aunt deliberately let me lead her away like a young girl, stumbling and swaying, as if she were throwing a little tantrum. I suppressed a laugh and, after a bit of pleading and coaxing, my aunt finally followed me to the movie theater ticket window. After buying the tickets, I turned around and found her staring intently at me, her eyes darting around. Puzzled, I was about to ask what was wrong when she gently smiled and said, "The suit looks great."

"Mom's outfit is even more captivating." I smiled and winked at her, implying that many people were watching her. She understood, but pretended not to notice. Standing in front of me, she swayed her hips gracefully, her movements alluring and affectionate. Knowing she wasn't wearing a bra, she still puffed out her chest and bent her legs, glancing back at her buttocks: "Unfortunately, Mom's butt is a bit big."

These movements were executed flawlessly. Although it was late at night, there were still quite a few people in front of the movie theater, especially young people. My aunt's seductive poses attracted a lot of attention; men and women alike stopped to admire this stunningly beautiful mature woman. I, too, was practically drooling, my mouth dry. "I...I've always liked women with big butts."

"Why?" my aunt asked.

I grinned mischievously, "Do you want the truth or a lie?"

"The truth." My aunt said seductively, hooking her jade arm into mine, her unusually high breasts blatantly rubbing against my arm. Good heavens, I'm a virile man, and I'm a sea dragon king who takes aphrodisiacs every day. How could I resist such teasing? In public, I got hard, really hard. Luckily, Huang Li had prepared a silver-black suit for me, so the bulge in my crotch wasn't so obvious.

I coughed twice, nudged my aunt's chest with my elbow, and whispered, "Women with big butts seem to take a lot of heat, it feels really good to do them."

My aunt's face changed drastically. She pulled her hand away, grabbed my ear with lightning speed, and screamed, "I'm your mother!"

How embarrassing! Everyone was staring at us. I wished I could dig a hole in the ground and disappear. How could I, a grown man, have my ear grabbed by a beautiful woman who called herself "Mom" in front of everyone? Especially since my aunt's breasts were so big, with obvious nipples, and when she grabbed me, even her armpits were exposed to everyone's eyes. They were clean, white, and without a single hair follicle—the armpits of a beautiful woman.

"You're the one who told me to tell the truth..." I grimaced and followed my aunt into the movie theater. The crowd burst into laughter, but my aunt ignored them, refusing to let go. She dragged me by the ear into the theater and only stopped when we found a seat.

I whispered, "I have a fierce wife."

My aunt laughed, leaning back on the sofa and placing her two strong, beautiful legs on my knees. Her stockings shimmered, and her shoes were exquisite. Looking at her delicate high heels, my desire was boiling.

It was said to be the most luxurious theater in Shangning. The front rows were the main seats, and the VIP seats were in the last three rows, a series of partitioned booths. Our seats were, of course, in the center of the theater. The leather sofa was soft, spacious, and comfortable; I could lie down comfortably. It was a perfect place for couples to date. My aunt and I were a couple. As soon as we sat down, we couldn't wait to kiss. I almost swallowed all the silver lipstick, and I lifted up her tight black clothes.

Perhaps due to the high price, the private booths weren't full, appearing rather empty. I was secretly pleased; fewer people was better, making it easier for my aunt and me to do something special.

Our tongues intertwined, and swallowing saliva wasn't just my prerogative; my aunt was equally engrossed, her little tongue sometimes bold, sometimes shy… I gently stroked my aunt's silk-stockinged legs, my fingers rubbing her inner thighs. The smooth silk felt like lubricant, allowing my hand to slip into her warm inner thighs. My aunt trembled suddenly; her sensitive area was easily touched, warm and moist, as if after a heavy rain.

Her silk-stockinged thighs parted—a very obvious hint, and my heart pounded.

But then, my aunt stopped kissing me, her voice sweet and seductive: "Say what you need before the movie starts. I don't want to hear it once it starts."

I smiled wryly: "I'm just here to watch a movie with Mom, what could possibly happen?"

My aunt smoothed her long, wavy hair and lightly licked her lips: "I'm your mother."

"Mom, I love you." I was incredibly impulsive, and I lowered my head to kiss her again, a kiss that could last a thousand years.

My aunt finally managed to pull her lips away from mine, glanced down at the large hand on her chest, and scolded: "Wait until the lights are off before you touch me."

I glanced around and saw that many more viewers were coming in, so I had to move my hand away from my aunt's large breasts and move on to her sexy stockinged thighs. Seeing that I remained silent, my aunt suddenly said calmly: "Min Xiaolan and Yang Ying are fine, but Catherine is not."

I was shocked, carefully considering my aunt's words. Our eyes met, and I lowered my head guiltily: "Why...why?"

My aunt coldly... She said, "Is that even a question? She's Qiao Yu's daughter. I'm a little worried about her living on the mountain now. Don't let her young age fool you; she's very capable and intelligent. I'll tell you, I have Bai Wenyan keeping a close eye on her."

I was astonished: "Isn't that a bit much? Catherine isn't that kind of person."

My aunt said, "On the surface, she seems like a nice girl, but we don't know her well. It's better to be cautious."

I nodded slightly, hesitated for a long time, and stammered, "Xiao Lan, Yang Ying... how did Mom find out?"

"Hmph, you think you can hide it from me?" My aunt glared at me fiercely: "You can be cunning and leave no trace, but can a little girl hide it? I can tell what happened from the way they look at you."

"Wow, that's amazing." I looked at my aunt's large breasts with fear, not daring to meet her gaze again.

My aunt snorted again: "Are both of the younger ones virgins?"

"Yes." I raised my head and nodded repeatedly.

My aunt hesitated for a moment, then her tone softened: "That's more like it. I heard they were coerced into taking nude photos. I thought they'd been violated. Since they're virgins, let's keep them. It's good to treat them well."

I was overjoyed and hugged my aunt tightly, kissing her passionately: "Thank you, Mom, thank you, Mom..."

My aunt pushed me away, feigning anger: "You asked me out for no reason. I knew you weren't up to any good."

I cried out: "Heaven and earth bear witness, I really wanted to come to the movies with you, Mom. Have you ever seen me dressed this formally, except for my wedding day?"

My aunt's eyes darted over me, a smile already appearing on her face: "I spoke a bit harshly at Fengcaiju tonight. I might have hurt Xinni. Remember to comfort her when you get back. You can be lenient with other women, but Xinni is stubborn and you absolutely cannot be lenient with her. You need to coax her well and show her some affection. Don't cling to me all the time."

"My love for Mom will never end." After being given the sweet talk, I chuckled to myself. On the surface, my aunt wanted me to be nicer to Dai Xinni, but in reality, she was comparing herself to Dai Xinni. I'm not stupid. At this moment, I didn't even mention Dai Xinni's name. As I expected, my aunt was moved. Like all women in love, she was both sensitive and foolish.

The lights dimmed abruptly, the stereo echoed in the theater, and my aunt softly said, "The movie has started."

I looked around; there were still few viewers. My excitement grew. In the dim light, I grinned mischievously, nuzzling my aunt's cheek, whispering in her ear. My right arm was around her neck, and my left hand climbed up her full breasts. Her top was very tight, and I was practically touching her breasts. Her breasts were firm and bouncy; I couldn't get enough of them. I slipped my hand inside her top, and those breasts were even more alluring. I gently pinched and rubbed the nipples…

My aunt gasped, very sensitive. She involuntarily turned her neck, and our lips met. In that instant, we kissed passionately again, entwined. Neither my aunt nor I cared what movie was playing in the theater. We were only interested in being intimate, kissing, and caressing

each other. Unfortunately, the moment I lifted my aunt's shirt, she hurriedly slapped my hand away: "Don't do that! This is a movie theater, don't be so indecent." I impulsively said, "It's dark, who can see? Mom, touch mine too." I grabbed my aunt's hand and placed it on my crotch, quickly pulling out my huge member. My aunt was startled. She looked around to make sure no one was watching before carefully grasping the hot, massive thing and gently stroking it a few times. My aunt's phoenix eyes lit up: "So thick."

I whispered, "It loves to go inside you."

My aunt scolded me slightly, "Don't be so lewd in front of me."

"Mom, please suck it." I grinned mischievously, knowing I could push my luck. My aunt, who was playing with my enormous member, showed no anger. Her attitude was ambiguous, her eyes full of allure: "I came to see a movie, not to suck your thing."

I gently stroked my aunt's ear and whispered, "You came to suck my thing. This thing makes you happy, makes you beautiful, makes you feel confident, it's your only support in this life."

My aunt was silent. How could she resist my powerful seductive offensive? She dodged and weaved, but then our lips met, inseparable, as if the entire theater was just the two of us. We sucked passionately, our sweet love so intense it made our blood boil.

"Mmm, no..."

A seductive moan echoed from the theater. My aunt and I were startled and looked at the screen. It turned out the theater was showing an erotic film. The male and female leads were unusually bold, passionately entwined, their bodies almost completely exposed. My aunt was uneasy: "How dare the theater show these kinds of movies?"

I chuckled and teased, "What era are we living in? Don't dress trendy, you're an old-fashioned person."

My aunt became angry and embarrassed, releasing my large penis and grabbing my ear. I cried out and pressed down on my aunt's body, falling onto the sofa together—or rather, onto my aunt's breasts. In that instant, I felt like I was back in my childhood, enjoying the warmth of maternal love. Her breasts were full and elastic, without a bra, exuding a rich fragrance. I stuck out my tongue and licked the erect nipples. Through the thin fabric, the nipples became increasingly real.

Chapter 151

"What kind of movie is this?" My aunt trembled, turning to look at the screen again.

"It's a Category III adult film." I licked my erect penis vigorously, secretly amused. This movie had far too many revealing scenes—thighs and breasts appeared frequently. Ah, the temptation was building. My aunt not only had to endure my teasing but also the stimulation on the screen. Most importantly, my engorged penis was right between her legs, the thick glans poised to burst in at any moment.

"Stop touching me," my aunt said, her body burning hot, her plump thighs rubbing against my body.

I begged my aunt to suck my penis again, but she was stubborn. Seeing that her tone wasn't firm, I knew I had a chance and immediately used my favorite teasing trick: "Making love here must be very exciting. Don't you want my big thing inside, Mom?"

"You're getting more and more horny," my aunt said coquettishly.

I laughed, "Mom's so horny! Wearing black stockings and a camisole, seven-inch heels, no underwear, no bra, everyone can see your nipples! Isn't that seducing men?"

My aunt was a little embarrassed and lightly punched me, scolding, "Isn't it all your fault? Whatever you ask for, Mom will agree to it. I'll try my best to agree to it... I've spoiled you since you were little."

"Then promise me you'll have sex in the movie theater too." I secretly rubbed my big glans around my aunt's vulva, occasionally nudging the entrance. It was very wet, and several times it almost slipped through my fingers. I stopped in time, which made my aunt bite her lip angrily. After a few times, I begged again, but my aunt didn't insist anymore. She glared at me and said, "You can suck it, but you can't force it down my throat. Last time I almost threw up."

"Okay." I was thrilled. As long as Auntie took it in, everything would be fine. Recalling the last time my big cock went deep into Auntie's throat, I felt like my whole body was on fire. I quickly picked Auntie up again and held her in my arms. She looked around and finally lowered her noble head and took my huge cock in her mouth. Oh my God, this was a life-threatening moment. Auntie was giving me oral sex again. Just thinking about it made my blood boil. The only regret was the angle. Auntie was curled up on the sofa, lying on her side with her face buried deep in my thigh. I couldn't see how Auntie was swallowing my big cock. I could only rely on my senses and feel her warm little mouth taking half of my big cock in.

"Oh." I leaned back on the sofa, enjoying the sensation of being sucked. My hands took the opportunity to caress my aunt's jade-like back, plump buttocks, and stockings. In the dim light, I could vaguely make out the silhouette of high heels, their slender, shiny heels turning with my aunt's feet. I was going crazy, wanting to kiss my aunt's high heels, suck her toes, lick her insteps... every inch of her skin, every part of her, anything that belonged to my aunt, I loved madly. She was the embodiment of a goddess and a stunner.

"Deeper... Ah, my good mother, I love you, you've taken a big stick, this thing also has a name, it's called a big dick." I groaned, groaning without restraint, since no one was around. My penis suddenly ached a little, and I chuckled inwardly, knowing that my aunt was punishing me for my vulgarity.

"Don't bite it. You'll depend on it for the rest of your life. If you bite it and it gets damaged, how will you live?" I reached out and grabbed one of her large breasts, kneading it vigorously. Perhaps my words made sense, because my aunt stopped biting my big penis. She focused on sucking it, and I could vaguely sense that she had become addicted to it. Not only did her tongue fly up and down, but she could also swallow it deeply sometimes, almost eating the whole big penis. This surprised me greatly. After a few more times, I could use all three of my aunt's "holes".

"The three holes" are naturally the "flesh hole," the "little mouth," and the "butthole."

"Ah... I like it when Mom wears black stockings and high heels. You've never worn them before. I couldn't tell you were secretly horny. Your dignified appearance hides your true nature. It's because you're secretly horny that you gave birth to a lewd and lustful son. The son's sin is the mother's fault." After

a series of exclamatory ramblings, my hand slid to my aunt's plump buttocks. This was what made my aunt so unique. Among the women in the manor, apart from Wang Yi, no beautiful woman's buttocks were as attractive as my aunt's. They were firm, round, full, and white. They weren't exactly perky, but they never sagged. They trembled and rolled from side to side when she walked, tempting one to commit a crime.

Accidentally, my finger slipped into her buttocks. My aunt shifted her hips, and I followed suit, probing deeper into her cleft. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, water's flowing out, all wet! Do you want to put it in?"

My aunt released my massive member, looked up, and her captivating phoenix eyes were already watery. "Have you humiliated me enough?"

I grinned mischievously, lowered my head, and kissed my aunt's cherry lips. "Some women become more adorable the more they are humiliated, and my dear mother is that kind of woman."

My aunt returned my kiss with a half-smile, saying nothing, her entire body sprawled on the sofa, her upper body exposed, her breasts dazzling, her high-heeled, stockinged legs bent and swaying. I suddenly had a hallucination—wasn't this cute and mischievous woman in front of me Xiao Jun?

Oh, not Little Xiangjun, but Big Xiangjun. The mother and daughter have such similar expressions. I was intoxicated. Impulsively, I half-knelt on the sofa, grasped my large penis, and thrust it straight into my aunt's cherry lips. She was surprised for a moment, then happily opened her mouth and took my huge member in. My masochistic desire surged, and I fiercely pushed the entire large penis into my aunt's throat.

"Ugh..." My aunt endured it with difficulty. I held her head and fiercely thrust in and out a dozen more times. My spine suddenly felt numb and itchy, and a wave of pleasure surged through me. A hot stream that had been accumulating for a long time gushed out. My aunt was terrified and tried to struggle. I roared and begged, "Mom, swallow it, eat my semen..."

My aunt looked at me with her beautiful eyes, watching me tremble as I sprayed the remaining hot stream into her throat. She hesitated for a moment, then silently sucked. I could feel my aunt's Adam's apple bobbing. She really swallowed my semen. Satisfaction and pleasure intertwined in my soul, and tears welled up in my eyes. I love my mother so much.

Slumped onto the sofa, I felt dizzy and lightheaded. The intense pleasure almost suffocated me. I was extremely satisfied yet uneasy because my aunt wasn't satisfied. She slowly released my penis, swallowing it repeatedly, her eyes flashing like lightning, as if she wanted to kill me. I was terrified. I stuffed my penis back into my pants, ignoring my weak arms and legs, and carefully placed my aunt upright in the center of the sofa. I immediately knelt down beside her, spreading her silk-stockinged legs, and said obsequiously, "I want to taste Mom's cunt too."

My aunt retorted angrily, "You humiliated me, so I'll humiliate you too! When you were thirteen, you stole my underwear... and put it in your schoolbag to take to school... You're shameless, ah..."

My face burned. This embarrassing incident was too much to bear. It turned out to be Xiao Jun. How did my aunt know my secret? I was mortified. I quickly lifted her skirt, buried my head between her legs, and sucked on her two pungent labia. Only then did she calm down slightly, her beautiful legs spreading wider and wider. Although I was giving her oral sex, my mind was still replaying the expression on her face as she swallowed my semen. It was hard to say if she was disgusted, but at least she was moving her mouth, swallowing again and again. I held her hips and gradually became more immersed, as I was enveloped in the faint yet fragrant pungent scent.

"Zhonghan," my aunt moaned, a seductive and captivating sound.

Licking her "Hibiscus Cave" again, I couldn't see its beauty, only because of the dim lighting. However, it seemed to have a spirit. After licking it dozens of times, the smooth and full "Hibiscus Cave" began to gush with fluid, like nectar to entertain an old friend. I stole a glance at my aunt, who was lost in ecstasy, and then, oblivious, I greedily sucked up the delicious nectar. The flesh was still tender, the labia slippery, the honeyed orifice a mixture of fishy odor and sweet fragrance, driving me mad. My large penis quickly returned to its peak hardness. I whispered to my aunt, who covered her mouth and chuckled, hurriedly urging, "Oh, stop licking, it's torture! I think someone's coming..."

I looked over and immediately tensed up. It turned out a couple of moviegoers had crept in in the dark. My aunt reacted quickly, pulling and tugging at me back to the sofa. The couple groped around for a while before settling into the VIP seats in front of us. My aunt lowered her voice and said, "Stop watching, let's go."

"The movie hasn't been going on for long, let's go?" I shook my head.

My aunt was annoyed, so I quickly hugged her and kissed her a few times. I then pulled out my huge penis and handed it to her. She became even more agitated, and her breathing became increasingly labored. My penis was like a toy in her hands. I chuckled to myself, knowing that my aunt, whose desire was running high, was eager to have sex. But there was a couple sitting in the front row, which made her want to leave. Perhaps she was hoping that I would have a great time on Makatim.

“Let’s do it here.” I gently nibbled on my aunt’s earlobe, telling her that I wasn’t oblivious to romance.

“They’ll hear us.” My aunt hesitated, her hand moving the large, thick member in her hand until it was shiny and hard. I knew that my aunt was already eager to try. For my unruly and unconventional mother, who dared to cross the line of incest, what was there to fear about having sex in a movie theater? Her hesitation stemmed from a woman’s modesty. She had already aroused herself, but she still hoped I would take the initiative. Otherwise, why would she be moving that big penis in her hand? Her small hand was already hinting that she wanted to penetrate me.

I grinned mischievously, glanced around to make sure no one was watching, and pulled my aunt onto my body. She was slightly surprised, but she immediately understood my intention. She shook her head at first, but I persisted. Helpless, she gritted her teeth, knelt firmly on either side of me, and slightly raised her buttocks. The huge thing in her hand slowly moved between her legs. I held her soft waist with one hand and lifted her short skirt with the other. In the dim light, I saw my aunt aiming the huge thing at her entrance. I whispered in English, "fuck me."

My aunt trembled and slowly squatted down, taking the large glans in. In an instant, my desire boiled to its peak. This tight, warm, moist, and subtly suctioning hibiscus-like hole began to suck like a baby biting a pacifier from the moment the large glans entered. It wasn't easy to swallow the more than twenty-centimeter-long thing. I counted silently. It took a full twenty seconds for the "hibiscus-like hole" to completely swallow the huge thing, almost one centimeter per second.

"Oh, Zhonghan." Auntie groaned dazedly, her hands resting on my shoulders, her body trembling. Her vulva was stretched tight and seamless, yet the junction still oozed fluid. Auntie collapsed into my arms, her arms encircling my neck, gently swaying her hips. I, in turn, supported her heavy, plump buttocks, caressing her smooth stockings, moving my hips in rhythm with them. The sofa emitted a barely perceptible creak.

"Say that English sentence you just said." I grew increasingly aroused, touching Auntie's stocking garter straps. I had the urge to tear them. If it weren't for the people in the front row of the booth, I definitely would have done it. Ah, the high heels were right in front of me, within reach. The slender straps, the gleaming heels, the perfect insteps—I was incredibly aroused. I gently thrust my lower body, my engorged member beginning to rub against Auntie's vagina.

"Fuck me." My aunt hugged my neck tightly, growling urgently, "Mom is yours, you can do whatever you want with her, as long as you love Mom, Mom is willing to let you do whatever you want, anytime, anywhere."

"I love Mom more than my own life." I kissed my aunt's red lips, and she kissed me while thrusting, the taste of semen lingering on our intertwined tongues. I became even more aroused, thrusting more and more frequently, the sounds carrying out and seemingly attracting the attention of those in the front row. They whispered among themselves. My aunt sensed something was amiss, she slowed her thrusting, and moaned softly, "Oh, will someone find out?"

I said, half-sarcastically, half-provokingly, "Mom's worried?"

Who was my aunt? She was a member of the Wutong Three Seasons, a veteran agent, she could easily kill someone. How could someone like my aunt worry about being discovered while having sex? She was just shy, but when passion is at its peak, who cares about others? My aunt clearly had amazing mental fortitude; she quickly overcame her psychological barrier and regained her determination to continue.

Her shapely buttocks lifted up and then slammed down with a crisp "smack." I was speechless. My aunt, however, stared at me, seemingly responding to my sarcasm. I surrendered. What more could I ask for than a mother who dared to love and hate like her? I simply let my aunt have her way, allowing the "smack" sounds to reverberate throughout the quiet theater. My God, unless the couple in the front row were deaf, they must have clearly heard these blood-pumping sounds. Unless they were idiots, they must know what we were doing.

Chapter 152

After all, we were in a public place. I was stunned by my aunt's unbridled behavior. To temper her exuberance, I quietly slipped my hand inside her blouse, grasped her ample breasts, and rubbed her nipples. My aunt moaned softly, "Oh... Mommy likes you touching my breasts, do you like it?"

"Yes, I like it even more when Mommy wears black stockings." I excitedly stroked the straps of my aunt's skirt.

My aunt said passionately, "Mommy is willing to wear black stockings every day and make love with you, oh, oh, oh, so amazing, it's so full inside, it's all filled up by your big... big cock."

A buzzing sound echoed, and it felt like my blood rushed into my body. My aunt was actually saying such lewd things, she actually said "big cock"! I was so stimulated that I trembled all over, my desire surged, and my animalistic instincts instantly overwhelmed my reason. I recklessly thrust my huge member forward, "slap, slap," vigorously rubbing against my aunt's honey pot. My aunt moaned, her ecstasy tinged with anxiety: "Zhonghan, it looks like someone's looking over from the left, ah, and from the right too..." "There are..."

I looked around and was surprised to find that quite a few people were looking at us. Some of them were even sneaking closer to us. My aunt and I exchanged a glance. She blinked her phoenix eyes and said sweetly, "Ugh, what are you looking at? What's so interesting..."

I asked with a mischievous smile, "Mom, shouldn't we stop for a bit?"

My aunt was taken aback, then said fiercely, "I really want to bite your nose off." As she spoke, her lower body moved faster, and her tight vagina showed signs of contracting. I knew that my aunt was not far from orgasm. At this point, let alone stopping, even slowing down would have dire consequences.

I dared not slack off, thrusting in and out while rubbing my nose and smiling wryly, "Xiao Jun said the same thing."

My aunt retorted angrily, "Xiao Jun is Xiao Jun, and I am me."

I quickly nodded in agreement, supporting my aunt's soft waist, guiding her to accurately swallow and release my twenty-centimeter-long member. Because of the change in the thrusting position, the sounds became much quieter, and my aunt returned to the throes of passion. I, too, gradually entered a state of ecstasy. Since the onlookers already knew, we felt emboldened. After more than a hundred thrusts, my wary aunt muttered under her breath, "

I'm so angry! This guy is sitting right next to us." I looked towards the VIP seat closest to us on the left and noticed a somewhat lewd-looking man peering at us. Although I was angry, I couldn't show it, not because I was afraid of causing trouble, but because my aunt was at a crucial moment, and I didn't want to interrupt the pleasure of lovemaking. My aunt didn't want to either; she didn't stop thrusting either. I hugged my aunt tightly and kissed her cherry lips, "Mom knows him."

"I don't know him." Auntie shook her head dazedly. I said softly, "What's there to be afraid of if you don't know him? Let's do what we need to do."

Auntie giggled, "You're just like your dad, so daring."

I straightened my face, "Dad is Dad, and I am me."

Auntie covered her mouth and giggled, her laughter shaking her body. I took the opportunity to thrust upwards repeatedly. Auntie hugged my neck as if she had been electrocuted, calling out in a sweet voice, "Oh, Zhonghan..."

"Hmm?"

Auntie gasped, "Don't... don't ejaculate too quickly."

I wasn't stupid; I immediately understood that this was Auntie's hint—she was implying that she was about to climax. I grinned wickedly, grabbed my aunt, and flipped her over. Our positions were reversed; she sat back on the sofa, and I pinned her beneath me. She spread her legs, ready to receive my thrusts. I glanced at the peeping tom in the next booth, then suddenly lifted my aunt's shirt, revealing two large, snow-white breasts. The peeping tom was startled and dared not look again. My aunt panicked and tried to pull her shirt down, but I thrust my over twenty-centimeter-long member into her honey pot with violent thuds.

The peeping tom couldn't resist and mustered his courage to peep again. This time, I ignored him and focused my attention on my aunt. Her breasts were large and full, and even in the dimly lit theater, her snow-white skin was clearly visible. She didn't have time to take off her top. My thrusting was unparalleled. My aunt closed her eyes in ecstasy, holding my arms to meet my thrusts, completely unconcerned that her large, white breasts were being spied on. I inhaled deeply and thrust into my aunt's vulva again and again. Her love juices flowed freely, and she gasped for breath.

For some reason, the urge to humiliate my aunt grew stronger and stronger. Suddenly, I ripped off her top, leaving her upper body naked. Her two beautiful, large breasts were completely exposed in the dim light. Taking advantage of her surprise, I unexpectedly lifted her two stockinged legs high and began to thrust my large penis in and out violently. Caught off guard, my aunt's phoenix eyes widened. Besides surprise and anger, there seemed to be some anticipation and excitement in her eyes. I believe that at this moment, whether it was the peeping man, the couple in the front row, or anyone watching from afar, they all saw my aunt's raised legs and her high heels clad in black stockings.

"Mmm, mmm, Zhonghan." My aunt tried to cover her breasts with her arms, but unfortunately, her breasts were too large, and her attempt to cover them was futile. The peeping man next to her must have been having a feast for the eyes. He would never have had the chance to see such beautiful breasts in ten lifetimes. Today, his ancestors' graves must have been emitting auspicious smoke.

"Keep your voice down, everyone's looking over here," I warned my aunt.

“Look, look, mmm…” Auntie loosened her arms from her chest and frantically responded to me, her high heels swaying in the air like flags.

I said excitedly, “The people in the front row turned around to look too, they probably saw Mommy’s big butt and Mommy’s cunt.”

Auntie moaned, “Ah… they even saw my breasts, everyone saw it all.”

“Slap slap slap.”

The dense and fierce thrusts were like a thunderclap. No matter how stubborn the white tiger’s cunt was, it couldn’t withstand the attack of the big blue dragon. Every thrust of mine was to the very end, every thrust directly hit the clitoris. The spasm started from the soft clitoris and gradually spread. In the blink of an eye, Auntie’s whole body was twisting, her breathing was disordered, and with a soft moan, a warm stream gushed out from the depths of her honey hole. My glans was numb, feeling incredibly comfortable. With a strong suction coming from the clitoris, I roared and used all my strength to thrust in the last few times. Finally, all my heat rushed out and poured into Auntie’s uterus.

“Oh.” Someone made an unfamiliar groan.

There were no tissues, and the only thing I could use to wipe away the semen was my aunt's shirt. After wiping, I had to put it back on. This kind of embarrassment was something I could never have imagined. My aunt and I fled in a panic, like criminals, escaping the theater and the cinema.

Standing at the empty theater entrance, my aunt frowned and stopped, a hint of anxiety creeping into her still-beautiful face. We had tissues in the car, but my aunt said the semen was going to leak out. I quickly bought a pack of tissues from a small shop near the theater entrance. "Honey, come here," I waved the tissues at her with a grin. She glared at me and slowly started to walk over.

The shop owner was an old man. He stared blankly at my aunt, looking dazed. Normally, someone doing business near a movie theater wouldn't have seen all kinds of women, but I bet he'd never seen such a stunning beauty as my aunt.

"Hey, boss, change! A pack of tissues costs a hundred yuan!" I teased.

"Sorry, sorry, I'll give you the change right away," the old man hurriedly said.

"Honey, what else do you want to buy?" I asked with a smile.

"Boss, I'd like a pack of Marlboro, a pack of Camel cigarettes, a bottle of chrysanthemum tea, and a bottle of Coke." My aunt elegantly ordered several more daily necessities. I was wondering what was going on when I suddenly noticed her subtly wiping her inner thigh with a tissue. I immediately realized that she was deliberately keeping the shopkeeper busy so that she could wipe away the semen that was about to leak out while he was getting things.

However, this unseemly action of hers aroused me. I don't know if it's because there's a saying that "men don't love women who aren't a little bad," but I just felt that it would be especially stimulating for a dignified and good woman like my aunt to do something naughty and say something vulgar. A

thought flashed through my mind, and I shouted to the shopkeeper, "Boss, keep the change. We're short on daily necessities at home. Could you pack the soap, laundry detergent, toothpaste, toothbrush, towels... all together?"

"Okay," the shopkeeper readily agreed.

My aunt was standing in front of the counter, with a few faint wet spots on her back, probably left from applying semen. Looking at her large buttocks, my lust reignited. I quietly pressed myself against her, quietly pulled out my enormous member, and quietly lifted her short skirt, thrusting in with lightning speed. Her vagina was still wet; the remaining semen acted as lubricant, and my member slid in smoothly, occupying her core. It was truly impossible to get rid of it; it kept coming back.

My aunt didn't resist. She was dignified; despite her fashionable and sexy clothes, her long-cultivated elegance wouldn't easily change. "Hmm, Zhonghan, you…"

"What's wrong, wife?" I grinned, pressing against her large buttocks, feeling the pulsation of her vagina.

"Hmm…" My aunt bit her finger as I thrust in and out a few times. My aunt, wearing seven-inch high heels, was a perfect fit for my height. I could easily thrust in and out without bending over. She only needed to slightly raise her plump buttocks to meet my movements. With slower thrusts, I could even clearly see the color of her vulva. Her breathing gradually quickened, but she showed no outward sign of discomfort, cooperating perfectly with me. It was like a harmonious blend, a seamless unity.

The shop owner, however, sensed something was amiss. He cast a suspicious glance at us. My aunt calmly said, "Boss, I just remembered, there are many people in my family. Pack five portions of each of these daily necessities."

I chuckled inwardly, guessing that my aunt didn't want this unexpected encounter to end too soon, so she was giving the boss more work to do. Upon hearing this, the shop owner's eyes lit up. Making a few hundred yuan in business so late at night was unusual. He quickly put down his work, opened the refrigerator, and eagerly offered us chrysanthemum tea and cola: "Have some drinks first, I'll get you some more later."

I was indeed thirsty and gulped down the cola, while my aunt took a small sip of the chrysanthemum tea. Seeing the tea, I inexplicably got an erection. My aunt, being perceptive, immediately understood why and couldn't help but chuckle. Seeing this, the shop owner chuckled and said, "Young man, your wife is a real beauty! I've been running this shop for twelve years and have never seen anyone so beautiful."

My aunt was overjoyed. No woman dislikes being praised, especially since my aunt had undergone a transformation; her skin and appearance radiated youthful energy. Even in broad daylight, she looked only thirty years old, let alone at night. When I called her "wife," the shop owner couldn't tell at all.

I asked coldly, like a jealous little man, "Has the shopkeeper ever seen a woman with breasts as big as my wife's?"

The moment the words left my mouth, the shopkeeper's expression changed drastically. He opened his mouth for a long time, unable to utter a word. Finally, with his seasoned composure, the older man quickly lowered his head to find the daily necessities we needed. My aunt wasn't angry at all. She swayed her plump buttocks, continuing her intimate embrace with me, her breathing becoming rapid again. The shopkeeper paced back and forth, his eyes occasionally glancing over; he had already noticed something amiss. He remained silent, deliberately tidying up his things and pretending not to see anything.

"Bang!"

Auntie slammed her hands on the counter, making a loud noise. The shop owner rushed over to check for damage. Fortunately, Auntie's panic during her orgasm hadn't broken

anything, and the owner breathed a sigh of relief. He muttered, "Sir, Madam, your things are all packed up."

"We only need tissues," Auntie said, taking a few banknotes from my pocket and throwing them on the counter. She then grabbed my hand and ran away quickly, not even wanting the daily necessities. Come to think of it, the ladies at home are now used to using high-end daily necessities. If we took these things back to the resort, they'd probably just be thrown away as trash.

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Chapter 153

The rain never stopped during the plum rain season. This rain started at dawn and hadn't stopped since. After finishing Guo Yongxian's medicinal soup, I didn't wait for the rain to stop before getting into my BMW 750i and starting the engine. With so many conflicts between us and the enemy, to bolster my courage, I carefully changed the BMW's license plate to that of an armed police vehicle, preparing to meet Liu Siming at the China Investment Corporation Building. He was currently furious, vowing to hold onto his position as bank president and never back down.

Before leaving the villa, I was waiting for someone. Xiao Jun's recent strange behavior had been weighing on my mind. I hadn't waited long when a beautiful figure appeared before me. I smiled, about to greet her, but she waved to me first: "Husband, wait for me."

I quickly opened the passenger door, letting the beautiful Zhang Yanyan, carrying a handbag, slip into the car. She patted a few raindrops off her fitted uniform and complained, "I have to go to the company right away. The people in the finance department made some mistakes in the accounts, and I've been checking them with Yongxian these past few nights. It's so annoying."

"You don't have to dress up so nicely, especially in the rain." I really admired Zhang Yanyan's sophisticated style: a white shirt with a light blue scarf, a light brown uniform, a short skirt, and black stockings... I suddenly felt a surge of impulse.

Zhang Yanyan was both happy and shy, and said in a coquettish voice, "I...I'm your bride's good friend. If I dress plainly, people at the company will say you're not good to the bride."

This twisted logic seemed to make sense. I suppressed a laugh and said softly, "You are my bride too."

Zhang Yanyan was delighted, her big eyes seeming to say something but holding back. Although she had matured, Zhang Yanyan, who was still young, retained a faint girlish air. She had learned to be coquettish: "Making so much noise with Sister Xinni so early in the morning, aren't you afraid that Xiaojun's classmates and Catherine will hear us?"

"They don't have to go to work, they won't wake up this early. If anyone hears, it'll only be you." I laughed, started the engine, and drove Zhang Yanyan away from Biyun Villa. As we approached the highway entrance, I suddenly stopped the car, looked at the rain outside the window, and asked, "Yanyan, don't you have a car? Why did you hitch a ride with me?"

A hint of slyness appeared in Zhang Yanyan's big eyes: "It's raining, I'm afraid to drive."

"Then dare you show more of the lace trim on your stockings?" I turned off the shower and stared at Zhang Yanyan's two long, beautiful legs.

Zhang Yanyan blushed and subconsciously hid the exposed black lace trim back into her tube skirt.

Almost overnight, all the beautiful women knew that I liked black underwear and black stockings. This was all thanks to Dai Xinni's accidental slip of the tongue a few days ago, to the point that now at least half of the women's underwear drying in the manor is black. My aunt had no choice but to say that too much black underwear made her look listless and unsightly, so she issued "Biyun Manor Order No. 2": stipulating that each beautiful woman in the manor could only have two pairs of black underwear and two pairs of black stockings.

This "Biyun Manor Order No. 1" naturally forbade the beautiful women from going to the river to soak alone.

The beautiful women outwardly agreed to the second order, but privately they complained bitterly. Knowing my tastes, they had all splurged, buying black lingerie of various brands and styles. It's said that Ge Lingling alone owned over a hundred pairs of black panties and over two hundred pairs of black stockings. While the other women didn't have as many, they were not far behind, with dozens of pairs of panties and stockings being commonplace.

However, after all the excess black lingerie, panties, and stockings were handed over, what remained were all high-quality items. Because of their scarcity, the women rarely wore their black lingerie out in public. Just now, when Zhang Yanyan got into the car, she subtly revealed her lace thigh, immediately catching my attention. I knew this was the little beauty's trick. She doesn't spend much time with me usually; my favor is mainly held by several other beauties. To get my attention, Zhang Yanyan has to resort to tricks, like hitching a ride with me or accidentally revealing her underwear in front of me…

I lifted the fragrant Zhang beauty from the passenger seat and placed her in my arms: “Don't stay up late tonight. Your husband doesn't want to see his wife looking haggard.”

Zhang Yanyan was startled, her eyes widening… Pressing her hand against her beautiful face, she asked anxiously, "Do I look haggard?"

I shook my head and smiled, "No, you just lack a bit of vitality."

Zhang Yanyan looked puzzled, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Then... then how can I gain vitality?"

I unzipped my pants, pulled out my enormous member, and fiddled with it between Zhang's legs, "Let your husband give you an injection to nourish your yin and replenish your blood, then you'll have vitality."

Zhang Yanyan blushed deeply, giggling, "This injection is a bit too big, um..." Her body slumped down, her tight passage already swallowing my enormous member, her beautiful eyes like water, her breath like orchids.

I hugged her fragrant body tightly and sighed, "It doesn't matter how big it is, what matters is the effect."

"Brother Zhonghan." The shy Zhang Yanyan looked out the car window.

The rain wasn't heavy, and many cars passed by, making it easy for drivers to notice the intimate moment inside the BMW. I moved gently, my gaze tender: "In the future, don't wear your uniform and let Zhonghan see you in black stockings. Otherwise, Zhonghan won't be able to handle it. If it weren't for the fact that you had to go back to the company to check the accounts, Zhonghan would have done it to you ten or eight times, and you wouldn't beg for mercy."

Zhang Yanyan said breathlessly, "It's even stronger than an aphrodisiac! No wonder you went crazy when you saw Sister Xinni wearing black last time."

I unbuttoned two buttons of my white shirt and grasped her two full, high breasts: "Keep an eye on the company's finances for me, and also keep an eye on Luo Tong."

"Zhonghan is going to marry Luo Tong?" Zhang Yanyan's expression was strange, and her little hole twitched.

I casually said, "It's not confirmed yet. I'm just asking for your opinion." This was originally just to appease Zhang Yanyan. My aunt had the final say on the matter of marrying Luo Tong, and I thought Zhang Yanyan would be like the other beautiful women, completely ignoring any of my decisions, because they couldn't interfere anyway.

"Does Brother Zhonghan really want to hear my opinion?" Zhang Yanyan unexpectedly wanted to express her opinion, which surprised me somewhat. In the manor, there weren't many beautiful women who were opinionated and could speak directly to me. Besides Guo Yongxian and Chu Hui, there was this big-eyed beauty in front of me.

I nodded slightly, smiling without saying a word.

After deeply swallowing the huge thing, Zhang Yanyan stopped thrusting and said in a coquettish voice, "Actually, everyone can guess what Brother Zhonghan is thinking. Luo Tong and He Tingting will move into Biyun Manor sooner or later. But the key is who will move into the manor first. In other words, will Brother Zhonghan marry He Tingting first, or Luo Tong first, or both at the same time?"

My eyes lit up and I said, "What do you think?"

Zhang Yanyan said, "If you marry Luo Tong first, no matter how grand the ceremony is, Brother Zhonghan will be welcoming a woman with a separate ceremony. This is a big deal. Think about it, we all marry you at the same time. Why should Luo Tong have this right?"

I was shocked when I heard this. Zhang Yanyan's words were spot on. Given the current situation at the company, I definitely need to value Luo Tong. If the ceremony for marrying her into the manor is too simple, it seems inappropriate. Conversely, if the ceremony is too grand, the dozen or so beautiful brides will find it difficult to maintain their composure. With the personalities of Dai Xinni, Tang Yilin, Chu Hui, and Ge Lingling, as well as the Qiu sisters' reputation, it will inevitably cause intense jealousy, thus sowing the seeds of conflict.

It seems I have to carefully consider how to welcome He Tingting and Luo Tong into the manor.

Seeing my serious expression, Zhang Yanyan knew she had hit the nail on the head. She smiled sweetly and said in a soft voice, "I don't care, but Sister Xinni and the other sisters might not be so sure. It will also seriously affect Brother Zhonghan's marriage to He Tingting. Even if everyone can tolerate you marrying Luo Tong alone, when it comes to marrying He Tingting, all their jealousy will be directed at He Tingting. I guarantee that no one in the manor will be friendly to He Tingting then."

"That makes sense," I gasped.

"So, you either marry Tingting and Luo Tong at the same time, or you marry Tingting first with a simple ceremony. When you marry Luo Tong, Zhonghan can marry her with the same ceremony as when he married Tingting. Everything will fall into place naturally. We know Zhonghan values Luo Tong, so we can make it a little more elaborate then, and everyone will accept it."

"Thank you, Yan Yan. Your suggestion is like a revelation. I never imagined my Yan Yan was so insightful and intelligent." I praised her, lifting her slender waist and accelerating my thrusting. The little beauty responded enthusiastically, her voice sweet and coquettish: "It's all because Zhonghan gave me an injection to nourish my yin and blood... Oh... my socks are ripped, I can't wear them anymore. When I get back tonight, I'll have to report to my aunt and exchange them for new ones."

"Haha, this is a benevolent policy. You should all accept it. Zhonghan is terrified of his aunt too."

"I know." Zhang Yanyan hugged my neck and said coquettishly, "Waaah, Zhonghan-ge, what's wrong with Auntie? These past few days, she's become younger and younger, her skin is so tender, fair and rosy. Standing next to Ge Lingling, she looks about the same age. Everyone is not only afraid of Auntie, but now when they see Auntie, they feel... ashamed."

My eyes narrowed into slits with laughter. What Zhang Yanyan said was true. Auntie's transformation showed no signs of stopping. Her previously snow-white skin was now covered with a light pink hue and was full of radiance. Not to mention crow's feet, even the usual wrinkles around the mouth, chin, and neck had all disappeared. Now, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe Auntie's skin as flawless. In addition, Auntie has practiced martial arts for many years, and she has a vitality that beautiful women cannot possess. She can be seen coming and going from all five villas, and her figure can also be seen in the bamboo forest on the shore. She is almost everywhere.

"Drink more Niangniang River water, soak more Niangniang River water. Auntie needs to soak in the river water for two hours every night." I held up two fingers. Actually, I didn't know why Auntie had become like this. I guessed it was because of practicing the "Nine Dragon Armor". Unfortunately, the beautiful women didn't know how to practice martial arts. Even if I told them the thirty-six-character mantra, it would be useless. I could only use Niangniang River water to appease them.

"Huh? Soaking for so long?" Zhang Yanyan was slightly surprised, gritted her teeth, and said resentfully, "Fine, starting tonight, I'm going to soak for two and a half hours."

Half an hour longer than her period, it's clear that women will do anything for beauty. I chuckled inwardly, but pretended to be mysterious: "Just soaking in the water isn't enough, it'll easily peel. You have to swim, so your skin can breathe. After swimming, the hair follicles sweat, and they also expel impurities and toxins. After being soaked and rinsed by the Niangniang River water, it achieves a moisturizing effect."

I was eloquent, speaking fluently and persuasively, and Zhang Yanyan believed me even more: "I see, I'm so stupid. Xiaojun and Catherine are both very good swimmers, I'll ask them to teach me."

I suppressed a laugh and nodded vigorously: "This secret, I'll only tell you."

Zhang Yanyan asked emotionally: "Brother Zhonghan, why are you so good to me?"

My eyes rolled, and I started showering her with sweet words: "Need I say more? It's because Brother Zhonghan loves you the most. Before, everyone at the company knew I had a crush on Dai Xinni, but actually, there was someone else I had a crush on."

"Who is it?" Zhang Yanyan asked shyly, her large, watery eyes almost overflowing with tears.

"I won't tell you." I chuckled mischievously, shaking my head slightly. Silence at this moment only added to the allure; women love this kind of flair. As the saying goes, everything is understood without words.

"Tell me," Zhang Yanyan said sweetly, her slender waist swaying violently, her vulva incredibly slippery. She wasn't just aroused; she was practically in heat. Seeing my continued smirk and silence, Zhang Yanyan suddenly increased her thrusting, her eyes filled with seductive allure: "Zhonghan, I love you."

The BMW was shaking; this must be car sex. The amplitude wasn't large; the 750i's shock absorbers were super strong, so it didn't attract the attention of passing vehicles. But I noticed that my Armani trousers were soaked. Fortunately, Zhang Yanyan was no different from Xiao Jun and Fan Yue—a sex novice. After another fifty or so thrusts, the beautiful Zhang collapsed into my arms, panting heavily.

I stroked her hair tenderly, my eyes filled with affection. "Yan Yan, since you love Brother Zhonghan, can you tell me what Xiao Jun, Min Xiaolan, and Yang Ying have been doing lately?"

This was something I'd been worrying about. No matter what, I couldn't let Xiao Jun go astray. It's okay for a little girl to be playful, but she absolutely couldn't go too far. I'd been keeping a close eye on Xiao Jun.

"Just playing games and chatting online," Zhang Yan Yan said breathlessly. Her black stockings had a run somewhere, as expected. I thought runny stockings looked better, more sculpted, though showing them at work would be unseemly. "I heard they were video chatting naked with someone?" I pretended to be casual. "Yeah," Zhang Yan Yan replied. I was shocked. "What? Is that true?" Zhang Yan Yan said, "Don't get the wrong idea.

They were just video chatting with that Qiao Ruochen. It seemed like they were practicing their posture while video chatting, and Xiaolan and Yang Ying were also learning from them. Occasionally… occasionally they'd take their clothes off completely." "Why would they take their clothes off completely?" I asked curiously. Zhang Yanyan thought for a moment and said, "It seems like they were checking the results of their physical training. However, Xiaojun and Qiao Ruochen were both unwilling to admit defeat, each claiming to have a slim waist and large breasts, hehe... Later, they compared themselves on camera to see who was prettier and sexier." "Who's prettier? Who's sexier?" I was inexplicably excited, imagining Xiaojun and Qiao Ruochen stripping naked and comparing their beauty. Alas, it's a pity that Qiao Ruochen is as venomous as a snake, unworthy of being a beauty pageant champion. She probably only got the title through her father's influence, a misdeserved honor. However, Qiao Ruochen is truly beautiful; her eyes are enchanting and alluring. "It seems Xiaojun is a little better. Qiao Ruochen is not convinced, so they have to compare themselves via video every other day." Zhang Yanyan's words gave me a jolt. That inexplicable sense of loss vanished instantly. My proud Xiaojun is the epitome of beauty, just like my aunt, a peerless beauty. "I think Yan Yan is prettier and sexier. She's tight down there, it feels so good to do it." I didn't forget to coax Zhang Yan Yan. She's a top-tier beauty, and when it comes to financial matters, someone shrewd and intelligent is needed. In terms of shrewdness, Dai Xinni is inferior to Zhang Yan Yan. "Brother Zhonghan, I'll get prettier and prettier, so you have to spend more time with me." Zhang Yan Yan looked at me, a hint of resentment in her big eyes. Her looks were comparable to Zhuang Meiqi and Guo Yongxian, but not as good as Tang Yilin and Dai Xinni. What was rare and precious was Zhang Yan Yan's confidence, which captivated me. A confident woman is just as charming. "Definitely, definitely." I lifted the beauty's chin and gently kissed her. "Brother Zhonghan, let's drive, we're going to be late." Zhang Yan Yan curled up in my arms like a cat. I admired her even more. If it were any other woman, she would probably cling to me, but Zhang Yan Yan was able to quickly regain her senses after the passion and rush to the company. Just this attitude of separating public and private matters made her slightly better than Dai Xinni. I started the engine and drove onto the highway. Several cars passed by, and the people inside were surprised to see a woman on top of me. "Isn't it great?" I asked softly. Zhang Yanyan responded shyly, and I could feel her tight little hole starting to contract again. It had been a long time since I had made love with Zhang Yanyan, no wonder she was so greedy. With the swaying and bumping of the car, Zhang Yanyan easily reached orgasm again, and only I could hear her ecstatic moans and gasps. I took the opportunity to encourage her: "It would be even more comfortable to play with Zhonghan's asshole when you wear black stockings sometime." Zhang Yanyan giggled and said softly, "If Zhonghan tells me something honestly, I'll agree to Zhonghan's request." "Go ahead," I said, extremely pleased. As long as I mentioned the conditions, things would be easy. Zhang Yanyan asked softly, "Have you fallen for your aunt?" I was taken aback and replied seriously, "I've always respected and liked my aunt." My heart pounded, and I quickly gripped the steering wheel, wondering what Zhang Yanyan had noticed. No matter what, as long as my aunt didn't publicly acknowledge our relationship, I wouldn't either, and I doubted Huang Li would say anything. "I mean the kind of liking that involves a romantic relationship," Zhang Yanyan said, unwilling to give up. “That’s not true at all.” I pulled my hand away and slapped Zhang Yanyan’s bottom hard, scolding her for asking such a question. Zhang Yanyan said quietly, “Auntie is so beautiful, even I like her, let alone men.” “Don’t make wild guesses.” I slapped her again and asked, “Does everyone suspect this?” Zhang Yanyan said, “No, I didn’t suspect it at first either, but that time… that time Qiao Ruochen told Xiaojun that Brother Zhonghan and Auntie’s relationship was unusual, and I happened to overhear it.” I was instantly furious, cursing Qiao Ruochen inwardly as insidious, treacherous, shameless, and despicable. Luckily, she knew better than to leave, otherwise I would have raped and killed her. I was so angry that I saw stars. Zhang Yanyan was nestled in my arms, unaware of my anger. I took several deep breaths to calm my anger and asked softly, “Did Xiaojun believe it? What was her reaction?”

Zhang Yanyan said, "Xiao Jun reacted very strongly. She said it was absolutely impossible, and it seems she even threw something at Qiao Ruochen. After that, Qiao Ruochen didn't mention it again. Two days later, Qiao Ruochen went home. I thought Qiao Ruochen and Xiao Jun's relationship had broken down, but I didn't expect them to be back to normal, video chatting almost every day."

I breathed a sigh of relief, my mind filled with Xiao Jun's image.

Zhang Yanyan apologized softly, "Brother Zhonghan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have overthought things."

I said gently, "Get out of the car. We're at the company. By the way, tell He Tingting to go practice dancing immediately. Also, you need to be mentally and physically prepared, Brother Zhonghan might want your asshole at any time."

Zhang Yanyan nodded slightly, shyly got out of my arms, glanced at the company gate, and reluctantly said goodbye to me. When she got out of the car, she still had a lustful look on her face and deliberately said goodbye to me loudly. Needless to say, this was also her little trick. In less than half an hour, the whole company would be spreading the news: the company's big boss personally brought Zhang Yanyan to work.

I gave a wry smile and quickly drove off, otherwise, if I saw Guo Yongxian, I wouldn't be able to leave.

I drove all the way to the Guotou Building. Because of the rain, the area in front of the building was rather deserted.

I was cautious and slipped a large bill to the security guard, telling him to keep an eye on my car and not let anyone get close. The guard was naturally delighted, repeatedly patting his chest to assure me that my car would not be damaged in the slightest. Actually, I wasn't afraid of the car being damaged, but rather that someone might sabotage it. The horrific scenes of car accidents were still vivid in my mind, so my paranoia was understandable.

The moment I entered the Guotou Building, I vaguely sensed something was wrong. Every nerve in my body tensed instantly. Out of vigilance, I took several deep breaths and silently recited the Thirty-Six Healing Words, keenly sensing a murderous aura emanating from outside the building. I subconsciously stopped and turned around, my eyes flashing like lightning as I scanned my surroundings. I had already made a discovery. Shocked, I strode towards the building's elevator and went straight to the bank manager's office on the fiftieth floor.

The rain was still falling. Standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows of Liu Siming's office, overlooking Shangning City shrouded in mist and rain, my heart felt incredibly heavy. This strange and unpredictable world was truly terrifying, just like the misty rain before me. I couldn't see the danger clearly; only when it was right in front of me would I be startled to realize it, and by then, it would be too late.

"Zhonghan, tell me the truth, do you want me to give up this position?" Liu Siming asked me after pondering for a full half hour. His face was grave, and Meng Shanshan beside him was pale. They were a devoted wife; if her husband were in danger, Meng Shanshan wouldn't be able to escape unscathed.

"I don't want to," I shook my head.

Liu Siming snarled, "I don't want to. What do you mean, 'I won't fight them'? At worst, I'll fight them to

the death. I have connections in the public security, procuratorate, courts, and central ministries." I paced back and forth slowly. "They're in the shadows, you're in the light. I'm doing

this for your own good." Liu Siming went to the glass window, constantly looking down at the parking spaces below. Even on a non-rainy day, from the 50th floor, it was impossible to see that menacing car. Liu Siming knew he couldn't see clearly but still kept looking, proving he was all bark and no bite, terrified inside. I secretly reassured myself; this kind of person was the easiest to control. So, I had to try my best to protect him.

Protecting Liu Siming meant I had to refuse Qiao Yu and Shen Huaifeng's conditions. Sigh, even Zhu Chengpu was wary of Qiao Yu. How could I openly turn against Qiao Yu? Was there really no other way? Did I really have to abandon Liu Siming and seek compromise first?

"Are you sure he's Qiao Yu's man?" Liu Siming looked at me strangely, as if trying to figure out what I was thinking.

"Hmm." I smiled faintly. "His men are in a black bullet car in front of the building."

Liu Siming suddenly roared, "I can find people to take out everyone in that car."

I said coldly, "I can too. I can even blow that car to smithereens..." My tone shifted, a hint of sarcasm in my voice. "But what's the point? It's like declaring war. They'll send a second wave, a third wave, to retaliate. You can dodge the first day, but you can't dodge the fifteenth."

Liu Siming paused, then slumped onto the sofa. "So I can only back down?"

Meng Shanshan anxiously rubbed her hands together. They were beautiful, delicate hands. She was dressed particularly lavishly today. Was it because of the saying, "A woman dresses up for her lover"? I didn't know. She was sensible; when a man talks about important matters, it's best for a woman not to interrupt. So, Meng Shanshan was anxious but remained silent.

"Perhaps, I have a way." I looked into Meng Shanshan's eyes and sighed deeply.

Liu Siming, as if grasping at a lifeline, jumped up excitedly and grabbed my hands: "Zhonghan, you have to help me."

I nodded blankly: "Of course I'll help you, but you have to listen to me."

Liu Siming hesitated, and Meng Shanshan frantically gave him meaningful glances, signaling him to agree. Liu Siming had no choice but to agree.

Like a leader on an inspection tour, I arrived at the Guotou Credit Department, met Nie Xiaomin, Huai Mingzhu, and Xuan Rao, the three beautiful bankers, greeted them, hugged them, and exchanged a few words of longing before leaving the Guotou Building with Liu Siming, whose face was full of fake smiles.

The rain was still falling, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. In this kind of weather, it would be best to have a good night's sleep, but some people will watch their prey like wolves no matter the wind or rain. Shen Huaifeng was one of those people.

Liu Siming, soaked in the rain, followed me blankly, step by step, to a black bullet-shaped RV. I gently knocked on the car window. It rolled down, revealing a refined middle-aged man inside. I called Liu Siming over and pointed at Shen Huaifeng, saying, "President Liu, this gentleman is the assassin. He's the one who wanted to kill you."

Liu Siming was stunned; his facial muscles trembled. No one could remain calm after encountering an assassin who wanted to kill them.

Shen Huaifeng also looked surprised. He didn't deny it, only smiled, far more composed than Liu Siming.

"Mr. Shen, perhaps we should find a place to talk," I said with a smile.

Shen Huaifeng hesitated for a moment, then politely said, "Name a place."

"Follow my car, I'll lead the way. You'll see when we get there." I deliberately kept him in suspense, testing Shen Huaifeng's courage. He looked at me calmly and nodded silently. I secretly admired him; this man was determined, bold, meticulous, and highly skilled. If he couldn't be used by me, I would definitely find a way to eliminate him to prevent future trouble.

Liu Siming had no choice but to obediently follow me.

... The "Slim Beauty Women's Body Shaping and Beauty Center" unexpectedly lit up with neon lights. The fact that they were lighting up in broad daylight showed how hard the owner worked and how good the business was. Standing in front of the center, I could indeed hear music. Looking into the distance, I could see figures moving in the dance hall, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

Shen Huaifeng stood like a javelin, outwardly calm, but inwardly he was poised and on high alert, closely guarding me and Liu Siming. I smiled and walked over, allaying his concerns: "Don't be so nervous. I brought you here with good intentions. I'd like to be friends with someone like Mr. Shen." Shen Huaifeng calmly replied, "Mr. Li, any trickery is futile before me. Thank you for your high regard, but I cannot be your friend. I have no friends, only enemies and strangers. If you accepted the conditions I proposed earlier, I will disappear from your sight and never bother you again." I smiled and said, "There's always room for discussion. You've made your conditions, so let's discuss them." Shen Huaifeng nodded slightly. I was extremely satisfied. As long as there was room for negotiation, anything was possible. Over there, a side door to the dance studio quietly opened, and Zhang Qianqian, dressed in her practice clothes, came out. She glanced at me, her expression somewhat nervous. I smiled calmly and gestured for Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming to go in. They hesitated for a moment, then both entered through the side door. At the end of the path, a large door was already open, and the group filed in. The interior was surprisingly spacious; the luxurious decorations and elegant artwork greatly surprised Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming. Chapter 154

Before the surprise was over, Zhang Qianqian jogged over and led us through a small door. The music of rhythmic gymnastics immediately filled the air. Behind three large floor-to-ceiling glass walls, rows of beautiful women were swaying rhythmically. At a glance, each one was strikingly beautiful, some with slender figures, others with curvaceous curves; some were pure and innocent young girls, others mature and alluring women—a diverse array of beauties, each more stunning than the last. Liu Siming stared in disbelief, and even the usually composed Shen Huaifeng was somewhat moved.

I smiled, secretly pleased with myself. Although Liu Siming's reaction was stronger than Shen Huaifeng's, in reality, Shen Huaifeng was even more shocked. He only showed a "slightly surprised" expression because he had more self-control. But I knew my "beauty trap" had worked.

Shen Huaifeng used Qiqi, yet he also protected her. Judging from this alone, Shen Huaifeng must be sensitive to beautiful women. I bet he's a womanizer. If I could use women to bribe Shen Huaifeng, even if he's loyal to Qiao Yu, he'd still be grateful to me.

"I guess Mr. Shen hasn't been here before." I smiled and invited Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming to sit down. I sat in the middle, sandwiched between them. Shen Huaifeng repeatedly said he'd never been here before, and Liu Siming exclaimed that it was paradise on earth. When they learned that the three large panes of glass could see through one direction, they were even more shocked.

"These women really can't see us or hear us?" Liu Siming was still skeptical.

I smiled and nodded: "Actually, this is one of my meeting places. I plan to conduct business here in the future. Even if the business falls apart, the friendship will remain. There's fine wine and beautiful women here."

"I'm really ignorant. Shangning actually has a place like this." Knowing that these women practicing dance couldn't see him, Shen Huaifeng gradually relaxed. Zhang Qianqian quickly brought out fine red wine and poured it for everyone. Shen Huaifeng's eyes lit up more and more as he looked at her. When I toasted him, he readily downed a large glass with me. Liu Siming was also strongly attracted by the beauty before him, seemingly forgetting that Shen Huaifeng beside him could kill him at any moment.

"Mr. Li, doing business here should be twice as effective. Good idea, good mind, I admire you." Shen Huaifeng's veiled flattery made me feel uneasy. I secretly sneered. Once he took the bait, what did this little humiliation matter? Heh heh, whether he's a true hero or a hypocrite, we'll find out soon enough.

I smiled broadly, "Yes, that's why I hope to become friends with Mr. Shen. If Mr. Shen is not willing to be friends, I won't force him, but at least we can cooperate happily and have a prosperous business."

Shen Huaifeng's expression turned serious, and he asked, "Mr. Li, how do you hope we can cooperate?"

"No rush, no rush, since we're here, let's make the best of it." I laughed heartily, then beckoned Zhang Qianqian over and whispered a few words in her ear. She nodded slightly and whispered a few words in my ear as well. I was overjoyed and personally poured half a glass of red wine for Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming: "As far as I know, these dancing beauties are all gentle, considerate, and understanding. If you like any of them, you can ask them to come and drink, eat, chat, and even do special things with you. You can treat them as lovers or confidantes."

"Are they part-time prostitutes?" Shen Huaifeng asked directly.

I smiled and shook my head: "Wrong. They're not even prostitutes. Prostitutes are chosen by men, but these women choose men first. To get these beauties, money alone isn't enough. They're all very well-mannered, not only beautiful but also very clean."

"Oh," Shen Huaifeng exclaimed, his gaze burning.

I pointed to Zhang Qianqian beside me and praised, "This Miss Zhang is the dance teacher here. She dances well and has excellent taste. The women she finds, even if not the best of the best, are still top-notch." Then I pointed to several beauties practicing dance: "Look, the one in pink, the one in green, and the one in blue, hehe, I'm getting a little excited now."

Everyone followed my gaze to the glass wall. Through the glass, all eyes were focused on the three beauties I had recommended. I was seeing these three beauties for the first time, truly as beautiful as lotuses emerging from water. They weren't even the most beautiful among these dancers. I chose these three beauties because they were somewhat similar to Qiqi, all with short, neat hair and tall figures.

"President Li, would you like to choose one?" Zhang Qianqian whispered.

I glanced at Shen Huaifeng and saw him staring at the glass wall, his eyes wandering. I couldn't help but think I had a chance. I immediately said to Zhang Qianqian, "Sharing is caring. I'll either not choose at all, or I'll choose three. Please invite those three beauties in, Teacher Zhang."

Zhang Qianqian chuckled and asked, "Should we have them take a bath first?"

I observed Shen Huaifeng again and saw his awkward silence, which further confirmed my guess. I coughed twice and said with a beaming smile, "No need for a bath. A woman's sweat smells better than perfume."

As soon as I finished speaking, Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming burst into laughter. I smiled along with them, knowing perfectly well that no matter how Shen Huaifeng tried to hide it, he couldn't escape the allure of beauty. Even a hero like me couldn't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, so how could he be an exception?

The woman in pink was named Miao Miao, a 29-year-old civil servant with ordinary short hair. She was about 170 centimeters tall and had the physique of a dancer, able to spin on her toes like a ballet dancer. I lost count of how many times she spun; when she demonstrated in front of us, I was dazzled. Miao Miao came from a very wealthy family and had a very good job. I didn't know why she was looking for men, but it was definitely for sex, not money.

I didn't want to ask. To me, as long as a woman was pretty and could insert her penis into her vagina, that was enough. I liked Miao Miao, but I gave her to Shen Huaifeng.

The woman in green was named Yan Shaohan, a 25-year-old fashion store manager with fair skin, fashionable short hair, a slightly round face, and a sweet smile. She was also about 170 centimeters tall. It was said that she often worked as a model for the fashion store and had an exceptionally good presence. As soon as she appeared, Shen Huaifeng's eyes lit up.

The woman in the blue shirt was a college student named Pu Wenxiu, twenty-two years old, with standard short hair, neat bangs, and a cheerful disposition. She was 168 centimeters tall and the prettiest of the three. She bluntly stated she would only sleep with someone for 100,000 yuan, and wasn't picky about her partner. I told her that if she was willing to have sex with two men and three women together, each person would pay 200,000 yuan.

Initially, Miao Miao was unwilling to have sex with several people, but after I mentioned that Shen Huaifeng was a high-ranking central government official, she quickly agreed. It seemed that civil servants were inherently servile towards officials. I secretly cursed her for being shameless, and my goodwill towards her immediately diminished. I hoped that Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming would thoroughly ravage her.

Men are prone to promiscuity after drinking, especially since Zhang Qianqian had added a strong aphrodisiac to the drink. It was inevitable. After only a short while of teasing, Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming couldn't wait to strip the three beauties of their dance costumes. Without showering, the beauties exuded a wild scent. The two men, their desires surging, pounced on them like wild beasts. A moment later, lewd moans and sounds filled the air.

Although there was no bed, there was a large sofa and a soft, thick carpet. Men and women don't necessarily need a bed to make love.

Shen Huaifeng, embracing Miao Miao and Yan Shaohan, quickly entered the practical stage. Meanwhile, Liu Siming had already penetrated Pu Wenxiu. Except for Zhang Qianqian and me, everyone was naked. Five naked bodies were passionately intertwined. I had a strong reaction. The sight of undulating breasts and buttocks, the scene of surging blood, aroused my animalistic instincts. I am a man too; I am no different from Shen Huaifeng and Liu Siming, perhaps even more lustful.

“Six hundred thousand for the three of us is too much.” Zhang Qianqian pulled me to a wine cabinet where there was a long table. We sat down on the high chairs next to the table, and Zhang Qianqian replaced my bottle with a bottle of Chilean white wine and gently placed it in front of me.

"Six hundred thousand isn't much; those two are worth the investment." I smiled as I accepted the money, tilted my head back, and drank it down. I sat close to Zhang Qianqian, excitedly watching the shocking scene of debauchery not far away. This was the first time I'd ever seen more than five people involved in such an act. Before, I'd been with Qiao Ruogu and Zhao Hongyu, and once, Luo Bi and I had raped Su Zhitang. It seemed there was an incredible magic to two men conquering a woman together. I really wanted to join in, because all three women were beautiful, but I restrained myself. I wasn't there for debauchery; I was there to corrupt Shen Huaifeng, to seduce him, to win him over. My plan was gradually moving in the direction I hoped for.

"Why don't you join?" Zhang Qianqian whispered in my ear with interest.

"Wait, those two men are really into it right now, why should I fight them for it?" I was embarrassed. Ever since I learned that Zhang Qianqian was Zhou Zhinong's wife, I had no desire to disrespect her. But Zhang Qianqian, wearing a tight-fitting dance outfit and slightly sweaty, was somewhat ambiguous. She was very close to me. In terms of looks, Zhang Qianqian was only above average, but she had a unique charm. She exuded an artistic aura, with a slender and graceful figure and full lips. Her flirtatious gaze made me want to rape her.

"You have a lot of wives and concubines at home, I'm afraid you wouldn't even look at these kinds of women, would you?" Zhang Qianqian flirted with me, her words seemingly carrying a hidden meaning. I restrained myself and changed the subject: "You did a great job today, especially the way you put the aphrodisiac. If you hadn't told me, I would never have guessed that you injected the aphrodisiac into the cork and then soaked it in the red wine through the cork."

Zhang Qianqian smiled: "You drank some too, how are you feeling now?"

I shook my head: "No reaction." But I wanted to laugh in my heart. These aphrodisiacs were far inferior to the medicinal soup at home. “

Hehe.” Zhang Qianqian, unaware of my habit of drinking herbal medicine, assumed I was embarrassed and nudged me with her elbow, saying seductively, “If you really want a woman, Tingting’s period just ended.”

I was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise, “You know so much?”

Zhang Qianqian giggled, “Of course, you asked me to keep an eye on her, so I’ll definitely pay close attention.”

I glanced at the glass wall a couple of times and asked, “Why haven’t I seen her?”

Zhang Qianqian said, “Are you confused? How can Tingting be present at this event? What if your friend chooses her? Don’t worry, she’s just playing on the computer in my office. She’s very obedient and sensible.”

I felt relieved and looked forward to He Tingting’s outstanding performance in this beauty pageant, hoping she would gain face among all the beautiful women so I could rightfully marry her. Just as I was lost in thought, Zhang Qianqian suddenly said mysteriously, “Zhonghan, let me tell you, someone has taken a liking to Tingting and offered a million to accompany her on a ten-day trip to Europe.” "

Like swallowing a fly right after a delicious sip of soup, my face changed drastically. I gritted my teeth and asked coldly, 'Who is it?'

Zhang Qianqian looked at my expression in surprise and stammered, 'I don't know the specifics, but I heard he's in business.'

I asked coldly, 'Why are you only telling me now?'

'This…' Zhang Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then explained, 'Actually, quite a few men have taken a liking to Tingting. They usually offer between 300,000 and 500,000 yuan, and rarely a million. I thought that man was just joking, so I didn't pay any more attention. Later, this man sent flowers almost every day and said he could pay a 200,000 yuan deposit in advance, so I believed him.'

'You accepted a deposit?' I smiled, my eyes almost spitting fire.

Zhang Qianqian shivered: 'How could I dare?'

I asked coldly, 'How much of a commission do you usually get when the women here find a man?'

Zhang Qianqian answered softly, 'Ten percent.'" I put down my

wine glass and went behind Zhang Qianqian, pressing my lips against her backside as she sat on the high stool. Her buttocks weren't large or particularly perky; her maroon backless dance leotard clung tightly to her hips, blending seamlessly with her body, making her appear slender and graceful. I pressed my face against her bare back, my tone icy: "So, one million means a hundred thousand in income?"

Zhang Qianqian was startled and hurriedly said, "Zhonghan, I won't let any man have designs on Tingting, don't worry."

I bent down slightly, bringing my mouth close to Zhang Qianqian's ear, and said sternly, "Keep a close eye on Tingting." Zhang Qianqian, trembling all over, nodded vigorously: "

I will, I will..."

I laughed, a ferocious laugh. The smell of a woman's sweat filled my senses. My crotch was hard as iron. With any other woman, I would have already made my move, but Zhang Qianqian was Zhou Zhinong's wife. I had unintentionally raped Zhang Qianqian before, and now I knew her identity. Should I still act recklessly? Desire and reason were at war. After all, I relied heavily on Zhou Zhinong, but for some reason, I had a desire to possess Zhang Qianqian.

The desire was strong, perhaps because I had drunk the red wine laced with aphrodisiacs, or perhaps the lewd scenes of intercourse in the distance were too stimulating. I found myself distracted by Zhang Qianqian and couldn't help but ask, "Has Zhinong slept with you these past few days?"

Zhang Qianqian didn't expect me to ask that. She lowered her head slightly and whispered, "We've done it twice."

"How did it feel?" I asked again.

Zhang Qianqian said, "So-so."

My breathing was a little labored, my eyes scanning Zhang Qianqian's body. My enormous erection, almost bursting out of my pants, tentatively rubbed against her buttocks on the high stool, again and again. Zhang Qianqian didn't flinch; she was trembling slightly. I reached out and pulled her around the waist: "Want me to do it?" Zhang

Qianqian said shyly, "Do you want to?"

"What do you think?" I slowly took Zhang Qianqian's hand, turned it around, and placed it on my burning crotch.

Zhang Qianqian touched it a few times, then suddenly pulled her hand away: "Forget it, I've already sworn to Zhi Nong that I won't have this kind of relationship with you anymore." "

I was furious. No woman had ever dared to treat me like this. Since she touched my genitals, she couldn't just refuse. I grabbed Zhang Qianqian's hand again and twisted it forcefully, this time letting her grasp a real, enormous thing. It was over twenty centimeters long, with coiled veins. I grinned maliciously, 'I'm just rewarding you for taking care of Tingting. I'll lend you my thing. It's much bigger than Zhi Nong's, thick and long. I'm sure you'll never forget it.'

Zhang Qianqian cried out in terror, 'No, I'll introduce you to a virgin.'

As I unbuckled my belt and took off my clothes, I asked, 'Is she pretty?'

Zhang Qianqian said, 'Can I introduce you to an ugly girl?'

'Who?' I pulled down my pants, completely naked.

Zhang Qianqian stared at the glass wall for a moment, then pointed to a girl in the last row: 'The one in the last row, with a round face, long hair, and wearing a white dance outfit.'

I looked in the direction Zhang Qianqian pointed and was suddenly shocked, blurting out, 'No need for introductions, I know her.' "

Zhang Qianqian was taken aback: "You know her?" I

felt a pang of discomfort, but nodded slightly: "Her name is Xiaoyue. I'm not interested in her; I still want to sleep with you."

Zhang Qianqian became anxious and pointed to another stunningly beautiful woman dancing: "Let me introduce you to another one. This girl in the red dance outfit, with a ponytail and a band-aid on her left knee, is also a virgin. Isn't she beautiful? Many people are pursuing her. She's offering two million to take her virginity and spend a month with her."

Truly, even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. I carefully examined this unfamiliar beauty; her delicate beauty was comparable to Tang Yilin and Dai Xinni. Shangning is truly a land of outstanding people, with countless beauties emerging one after another. I gasped and whispered, "Why is her knee injured?"

Seeing my infatuation, Zhang Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, quickly freeing herself from my massive member, and said rather smugly, "She bumped it while practicing dancing. Zhonghan is quite considerate."

I grinned maliciously, grabbed Zhang Qianqian's dance costume by the back with both hands, and tore it open with force. A tearing sound rang out, and the maroon dance costume turned into pieces, falling to the carpet in fragments. Zhang Qianqian was so frightened that she jumped off the bar stool, her face pale, unable to utter a word. I continued to tear until I had completely stripped Zhang Qianqian naked. I grabbed her and twisted her delicate body, pressing her down on the long table in front of the liquor cabinet. My thick, enormous member thrust straight into Zhang Qianqian's buttocks from behind, completely occupying her vagina.

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