[Urban] The Evil Young Master Surrounded by Beauties: Conquest (Complete) - 10-12

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Chapter 75 Internal Strife.

The fat monk couldn't understand it. He got out of bed, bent down and looked at Qiao Jie's back, wanting to know what the reason was. Fat Monk leaned closer, turning her face towards him. Seeing Qiao Jie's tear-filled eyes, his heart ached, and he lovingly pulled her into his arms, softly asking, "My darling, my dear Qiao'er, what's wrong? Who bullied you? Tell me quickly, so I don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jie's tears fell, and after a long while, she choked out, "You don't want me anymore, I know, you don't need to hide it from me anymore."

Fat Monk wiped her tears while asking, "How could I not want you? Who told you that?"

Qiao Jie angrily said, "I saw it all! Why didn't you tell me you were opening a restaurant outside? I was worried about you and concerned for you while I was at school. The woman you hired at that restaurant has a big butt and big breasts, she's more voluptuous than me, isn't that abandoning me?"

Fat Monk thought to himself, "This is so damn messed up, what's going on here? I originally opened the restaurant to go against the school, but now that I can go back to school, I definitely won't open it anymore. It's just that the female waitress I hired was someone I thought was pretty, voluptuous, and hardworking." He had originally planned to go to the school to find Qiao Jie once things settled down, but unexpectedly, she discovered him first. He had eloped with Qiao Jie, so this woman still valued him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiao Jie forcefully pushed away the fat monk's arm, spat, and said, "You bastard, I told you so! You men are all heartless and ungrateful. I was so sincere to you. What did I want from you? Looks, money, power, knowledge, talent—what could I possibly want? I, Qiao'er, may be cheap, I like being ridden by you, but what I care about most is that you are a good person—kind, honest, righteous, and considerate. It's not easy to find someone like you these days! Have you had your fun with me and now you want to find a young girl? I, Qiao'er, am a woman who has had a family and a man; I am not good enough for you!"

As she spoke, she started crying again.

The fat monk hugged her again, comforting her, "Don't cry, don't cry, my little darling, my sweetheart, you've misunderstood everything. I never intended to abandon you. You know I was expelled; I had no choice. I was too embarrassed to come back to the school and let people laugh at me, let those kids in the cafeteria look at me with their asses. I was thinking of opening a small restaurant outside, and I'd tell you after I'd settled things. But you saw it first. Well, it's good that you saw it. Let me tell you, I've already sold the restaurant. That big-assed woman is from a nearby village." He was just running that small restaurant in his spare time to earn some pocket money. I sent him away yesterday too. Now that I can go back to school, why would I still need to run that little restaurant? I

was thinking about you constantly during those days of the group fight. Really, as long as I live, I'll think about you, miss you, and want to be with you every day. I can't live without you. There aren't many women in this world who are good to me.

If we're talking about whether I'm good enough for you, it's only me who's not good enough for you. Just look at you; with just a word from you, thousands of men would want to be with you, they'd practically wear down your doorstep. Unfortunately, you didn't even look at them. You came with me, abandoning your family and children. How could I not cherish you? You've given so much; how could I not know? Although you appear alluring and your words can melt hearts, you're actually very proper. If it weren't for that day by the river when I used a semi-forceful approach on you, you wouldn't be with me. You truly are a wonderful woman. I love not only your body but also your character. To be honest, when I came to work in another city, I used to feel unhappy and under a lot of pressure just taking money home. But now I'm very happy. Nothing attracts me anymore. The happiest thing for me is being with you, talking to you, and holding you. Only then do I realize how good it is to be alive.”

These words turned Qiao Jie's anger into joy, and she laughed through her tears. She raised her head, brandishing her small fists and pounding them on the fat monk's hard chest, cursing, "You big bad guy, you big liar! If you lie to me, I'll have you castrated! If you dare kick me, I'll kill you! And remember, you're not allowed to say such nice things to other women."

Seeing her happy, the fat monk smiled obsequiously, "I'm not afraid of being beheaded, I'm afraid of becoming a eunuch."

Qiao Jie smiled affectionately, grabbed his mallet, and laughed, "It's really a bit hard to cut off such a big thing. This thing, like ginseng, only grows once every hundred years."

The fat monk joked, "Since you like it, Miss, feel free to use it."

Qiao Jie suddenly tapped the fat monk's mallet lightly and said angrily, "Don't call me Miss! I'm not a butcher."

The fat monk thought to himself, talking to women is such a hassle. On the surface, he had to smile and say, "Okay, okay, not 'Miss,' but 'Little Sister.'"

Qiao Jie said, "That's more like it."

Fat Monk said softly, "My little darling, my sweetie, you should comfort it. It misses your red lips."

Qiao Jie glared at him and pouted, "You bad boy, you always let it lick you. Do you think your thing is a banana? Does it taste good?"

Despite her words, she still obediently took off his underwear. The club was freed, throbbing excitedly. The veins on it were bulging, red, and swollen. Qiao Jie held it in her hand and exclaimed, "It's so big, so hard, and so hot. It's like it just came out of the furnace."

Fat Monk said softly, "Enough of this small talk, let's get back to the point."

Qiao Jie glared at him, licked her lips a few times with her tongue, then lowered her head and put the club in her mouth, making a series of slapping sounds. Occasionally, she would look at Fat Monk with a look that was both happy and angry. Fat Monk felt incredibly comfortable; waves of tingling pleasure washed over him, surging through his lower body. Qiao Jie's nimble tongue joined in, licking him until he gasped for breath, his hands caressing her hair. The penis moving in and out of the beauty's mouth had a different flavor than sex. Both were equally ecstatic. Qiao Jie knelt on the bed, holding the penis in both hands, obediently serving him. She poured all her love and passion into it, and in moments it became incredibly hard, the waves of itching making Fat Monk almost unable to resist. His face flushed red, and he said as if he were about to suffocate, "Baby, get up, let me have it!"

Qian Hui obediently put down the penis, took off her underwear, and, with her wet, mysterious forest, tried to put it on his penis. She pressed her hands on his shoulders, saying in a sweet voice, "Baby, enjoy it."

Fat Monk grasped the penis, watching it disappear between her red lips. The club pressed against a warm, slippery, fleshy hollow, and a wave of oppressive pleasure washed over him. He instinctively thrust, his hands gripping the beauty's plump buttocks. Qiao Jie cried out ecstatically, "Darling...so comfortable...so good...harder..."

Qiao Jie's unparalleled moans fueled the fat monk's burning passion and immense pride. He stood up, spread his legs, and made Qiao Jie wrap her legs around his waist. He bent his own legs and thrust his lower body with force, like a pile driver, powerfully pounding into her secret forest, causing Qian Hui's long hair to sway wildly, her moans incessant, and her juices flowing freely. The entire living room was filled with the pungent smell of that liquid. Qiao Jie's lower body moved, clenching and unclenching, until the fat monk could no longer restrain himself. Before a hundred thrusts, a thick stream of semen gushed out. Qiao Jie was a little disappointed; she hadn't even had an orgasm yet. Strangely, although he had ejaculated, the club's hardness had only slightly weakened; it could still thrust inside her, still bringing Qian Hui boundless pleasure. After resting for a while, the two began to dress.

While Fatty Tuo was enjoying his meal, Ling Baobao was in the dormitory discussing Ma Dali's recent strange behavior with Li Xiping and Hu Chengwei. First, he would frequently sneak off to Class 8 of the first year of high school, Wu Dingtian's class. At this sensitive time, Ma Dali was secretly going to Class 8 – was he an internal spy? Also, during meals, Ma Dali would always use excuses like feeling unwell or needing to use the restroom to get away from everyone, disappearing somewhere on his own. The more mysterious he was, the more suspicious he seemed. They decided to thoroughly investigate Ma Dali; maybe they'd uncover a traitor. They waited for Ma Dali, smoking cigarettes, but he didn't return to the dormitory for ages. The three of them were very puzzled about what the kid had been doing. Just then, Ma Dali returned, pulling some snacks from his bag and saying, "Try some!"

Li Xiping stared at Ma Dali suspiciously and asked, "Didn't you say you didn't have money to buy snacks? Where did you steal them? Tell me!"

Ma Dali glared at Li Xiping and said, "You think you're the only one with money who can buy this? This was a gift from someone. Just shut your mouth and eat your food! Hurry up and shut your mouth!" Just

as Ma Dali was about to take off his clothes and go to bed for a nap, Ling Baobao gave Li Xiping a look. Li Xiping pounced on him like a hungry tiger, pinning Ma Dali to the bed. Ma Dali's head was slammed against the mattress, unable to move. His hands were tied behind his back, and Ma Dali kicked wildly, cursing, "Li Xiping, you son of a bitch! I kindly brought you some food, and you treat me like this? You're ruthless! If I ever bring you food again, I'll be your..." "You little brat!"

Li Xiping said, "I heard you betrayed the organization and went to Class 8 all by yourself!"

Hu Chengwei deliberately added fuel to the fire, "That's right, I saw you run there more than once, loitering in front of their classroom several times. Quickly confess honestly, did you defect to the enemy and join Wu Dingtian?"

Ling Baobao also deliberately used provocation, saying, "Ma Dali, I've always considered you a brother, you've really surprised me!" Ma Dali was so anxious that he wanted to move, but Li Xiping pressed him down hard, so he could only kick and thrash his feet, even losing his shoes, and shouted loudly, "I'm innocent, Baobao, when did I, Ma Dali, ever..." "Have I ever done anything to wrong you? Tell me honestly!"

Ling Baobao said. "Then what were you doing in Class 8 of the first year of high school? Aren't you afraid Wu Dingtian will tear you to pieces?"

Ma Dali shouted, "Brother, I'm not that stupid. I went there when Wu Dingtian wasn't around. Hey, Xiping, please let me go! You almost broke my arm!"

Ling Baobao winked at Li Xiping to let go of Ma Dali. Ma Dali turned around and sat up straight on the bed, saying to Li Xiping, "You son of a bitch, Li Xiping, if you dare to cheat me behind my back again, I'll fucking pee on your bed in the middle of the night, just you wait and see!"

Li Xiping was about to reach out and grab Ma Dali when Ma Dali leaped away. He ran to the floor, hid behind Ling Baobao, and said slyly, "Can't you just shut up for a bit? Always resorting to violence? Are you even a man?"

Seeing Li Xiping getting impatient, Ling Baobao scolded Ma Dali, "Shut your stinking mouth! I'm asking you, what were you doing over there?"

Ma Dali slipped out, sat on the bed, and said proudly, "I hereby announce that I officially have a girlfriend!"

Ling Baobao, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei looked at each other in astonishment, staring at Ma Dali as if in a dream. When did this kid get a girlfriend? Such a big thing, and no one knew! Well, this kid's secret is pretty tight! At Ling Baobao's command, the three quickly surrounded Ma Dali, flipped him onto the boat, and tickled him vigorously under the armpits, making him tremble and shout, "Baobao, why are you bullying me too?" Ling Baobao

scolded, "Quickly tell us the truth, how did you find a girlfriend? We have no idea! If you dare to make things up, we'll strip you naked and throw you off the building!"

Ma Dali said, "Then let me go right now, how can I explain like this!"

The three released Ma Dali, who wiped the drool from his mouth and calmly said, "I just found a girl from Class 8 of the first year of high school, named Wang Chunxue. She's chubby, very fleshy, and quite sturdy!"

"Oh! You're pretty clever, kid. You tricked a girl in just a few days. You didn't molest her, and then... a chubby girl? Is it the chubby girl you molested on the bus?"

Li Xiping said in surprise.

Ma Dali turned to look at Li Xiping and calmly said, "So, who kicked my butt that day? It was you! You're chasing Yi Meimei, so I had to get a girl to show off!"

Li Xiping said, "Ma Dali, you're really shameless! Harassing her on the bus, and you still have the nerve to be her boyfriend? If that girl were really sick, I would have slapped you a dozen times!" Ma

Dali glared at Li Xiping and said, "You're so capable, so why don't you let me chase Yi Meimei? Are you afraid that if I get her, you'll have no chance?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiping threw the pillow next to him at Ma Dali, cursing: "Ma Dali, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll fucking cripple you!"

Ma Dali actually said, "Fine! Just try it and see who cripples whom? Don't fucking argue, let's get real!"

Li Xiping's face turned red with anger, and he lunged at Ma Dali

. Chapter 76 Wei Miaohua's Invitation

Li Xiping was about to rush over and beat Ma Dali up when Ling Baobao grabbed him and advised, "Xiping, forget it, forget it. Ma Dali is just a smooth talker. You'll only get angry if you argue with him."

Ma Dali wanted to say something, but Ling Baobao glared at him fiercely. Ma Dali stopped talking and just sat on the edge of the bed, panting heavily.

The air in the room seemed to freeze until the bell rang for class, and everyone hurriedly left the dormitory to go to class.

The last two periods in the afternoon were PE classes. The school held PE classes with two classes together, Class 5 and Class 6 of Grade 11. Li Xiping's sharp, round eyes quickly spotted Yi Meimei. Yi Meimei was wearing a light cotton coat and white cotton shoes, quite eye-catching. Li Xiping kept glancing at Yi Meimei, but she didn't look at him. Ling Baobao had already noticed, and Ma Dali also kept glancing at Li Xiping's Class 6. Seeing Li Xiping's disappointed look, he would wink at Ling Baobao from time to time, his smug expression like a rooster.

Today, the PE teacher taught the forward roll. A mat was laid on the ground, and a wooden board was placed in front of it. The prescribed movement was that when a person ran to the board, they had to bend forward, put their hands on the ground, lower their head, and complete a roll while jumping over the board, then stand up. Some students, unable to master the movement, kept burying their heads in the sand like ostriches, landing squarely on the mat, wincing and scratching their faces in pain. This movement was indeed new and exciting for these students, and a few boys eagerly tried it, completing the movement smoothly and beaming with pride, raising their hands overhead as if they had won a battle. The girls, however, were much more timid. Even the braver ones who tried only managed a very incomplete execution, drawing gasps from the boys and mockery from the PE teacher. Finally, it was Yi Meimei's turn. She hesitated, first walking far away to prepare for a sprint, then suddenly stopping abruptly, her feet slamming on the brakes, looking utterly disheveled, causing the boys to burst into laughter. Now, her face flushed red, she stood there, unsure what to do. The teacher stood sternly in place and roared, "Try it again! Hurry up, make the most of your time!"

The impression the PE teacher left on everyone was one of seriousness, ruthlessness, coldness, and cruelty. You could never tell if he was satisfied or not from his facial expressions; only his body language revealed his true feelings.

Yi Meimei tried again, this time with an even longer run-up, almost reaching the edge of the playground wall. This exaggerated run-up distance left the students watching speechless, many expressing doubt: would she be too exhausted to run that far?

Ling Baobao was very worried for Yi Meimei. He began to dislike this ruthless PE teacher. Although the teacher was tall and imposing, in his eyes, he always felt it was all an act. Those silent, serious eyes, those occasionally pouting lips, the occasional licking of his lower lip, and the occasional forceful waving of his hands—all revealed his inner dissatisfaction and disappointment. Li Xiping was even more worried, so he deliberately stood at the very edge of the running start, trying to get as close to Yi Meimei as possible, and said softly, "Don't run so far, okay? If you're too far away, you won't have the strength to get over to her. Get closer before you start running!"

Yi Meimei didn't look up at him, and it was unclear whether she had heard Li Xiping's words. The playground was filled with a cacophony of noise. Yi Meimei started running from where she stood, her long hair, tied in a braid, bouncing back and forth like a bull's tail. Ling Baobao silently cheered her on again, while Ma Dali stood there, mouth agape, seemingly even more nervous than him. Yi Meimei reached the wooden plank, leaped forward, and stretched out her arms to brace herself as she bent her body. However, her body, like an arrow, focused on speed but forgot to roll. Her head slammed hard into the mat, her body contorting like a rabbit hitting a stake, followed by a terrified scream. Yi Meimei's head hit the mat directly; thankfully, the mat was thick enough, otherwise, her neck would probably have broken. The students' jeering and the teacher's dissatisfying snorts severely agitated Yi Meimei. She collapsed onto the mat, unable to get up for a long time. Ling Baobao was the first to rush over, asking what was wrong. Ma Dali followed, and Li Xiping also rushed from his class's position. Yi Meimei's face was pressed tightly against the yellow canvas mat, obscuring her expression, but Ling Baobao noticed the tears on her face, dripping from her eyes onto her forehead and then onto the yellow canvas mat, very noticeable.

Li Xiping was furious, shouting at the teacher, "Teacher, is she injured? Come and see!"

The PE teacher stood like a statue, like an iron frame cast in place, completely unmoved. His lips twitched a few times, and he uttered a few extremely cold words: "You guys help her up, let her sit over there and rest for a while!"

Then, still with a serious expression, he stared at the yellow canvas mat and the students before him. A stern, cold voice said, "Next, hurry up, make the most of your time!"

Li Xiping helped Yi Meimei to a row of willow trees near the wall, sat down under one of them, and asked, "Where are you hurt? Are you alright?"

Yi Meimei was still immersed in the defeat and ridicule she had just experienced. Her tears had dried, but deep marks remained on her rosy cheeks. The cold air made her breath hazy. Ling Baobao wanted to offer some comfort, but in front of Li Xiping, she felt she shouldn't say that. She could only watch helplessly as Yi Meimei struggled to breathe, hoping she was alright. Ma Dali, however, reached out to massage Yi Meimei's legs, but Li Xiping slapped his hand away, saying, "Get away!"

Li Xiping crouched down, his expression tense as he stared at Yi Meimei. Ling Baobao didn't say anything more, just pulled Ma Dali away, saying as they left, "Take a break if you're alright. If you can't finish, you can't finish. The PE teacher isn't going to eat you!"

Ling Baobao noticed two girls staring at her. One was Fan Huajing, right in front of her, her eyes filled with jealousy and anger. The other was Xiao Yiting from Class 6 of the first year of high school, who glared at him with provocative and hateful eyes. When Ling Baobao looked again, Xiao Yiting had already turned her head towards Hu Chengwei.

Fan Huajing muttered, "You guys are so enthusiastic! Even the girls aren't as enthusiastic as you!"

Ling Baobao didn't say anything, but simply walked back to the group. After a while, the PE teacher coldly shouted at Yi Meimei and Li Xiping, "Are you two here to attend class or to flirt?"

This remark immediately caused the students to burst into laughter. Yi Meimei's face, which had just regained its fair complexion, instantly turned bright red again. Li Xiping glared fiercely at the PE teacher, who ignored him and simply said, "If you've rested enough, hurry up and finish this exercise. We're waiting for you two!"

Li Xiping wanted to help Yi Meimei, but she pushed him away and walked straight back. Li Xiping took the initiative to walk to the starting point, start running, jump, spread his arms, push off the ground, roll, and stand up—all in one smooth motion. Ling Baobao led the cheers for Li Xiping: "Bravo!" A round of applause erupted around them. It was Yi Meimei's turn. She slowly walked to the starting line, hesitated, and began to run at a slow pace. Reaching the wooden board, she tried to bend over and roll, but forgot to reach out, resulting in a lopsided, awkward tumble. This bizarre and clumsy forward roll amused the surrounding students, who burst into laughter again. Ling Baobao almost laughed out loud too; even beauties have their ugly moments. The PE teacher rolled his eyes and coldly said, "Assemble! Line up!"

The PE class was finally over, and the fearful students let out a collective gasp, as if hoping the class would end quickly. Li Xiping didn't hear a word the PE teacher said afterward; his eyes kept scanning Yi Meimei. He saw her rosy cheeks slowly regain their usual whiteness, and her expression began to regain confidence.

After being dismissed, Li Xiping wanted to go up and comfort Yi Meimei, but saw her already jogging towards the dormitory.

Ling Baobao, Li Xiping, Ma Dali, and Hu Chengwei walked towards their dormitory. When they reached the circular archway on the playground, a chubby girl came up to them and smiled slightly at Ma Dali. The four of them realized that this was the girlfriend Ma Dali had mentioned. Goodness, she was definitely not in the same league as Ma Dali. Looking at the skinny Ma Dali and then at the chubby girl, the three sighed. Ling Baobao said, "Don't try to fool me with your small frame!"

Li Xiping said with a lewd grin, "Not bad! Ma Dali, you have good taste!"

Hu Chengwei said with a smile, "Really sturdy, really robust!"

Ma Dali, however, didn't care and said disdainfully, "You don't know anything!"

The three of them left, and Ma Dali walked with the chubby girl Wang Chunxue. Wang Chunxue asked, "What did they say to you just now?"

Ma Dali looked at the backs of the three people and said sarcastically, "You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth. Don't listen to them, a bunch of vulgar people with no taste!"

The three of them returned to their dormitory, washed up, and then rushed to the cafeteria with their bowls and chopsticks. The three of them, who were queuing behind, saw the head chef, Fat Tuo, serving food. Fat Tuo seemed even more bloated than before, but he was still serving food very quickly, his iron ladle flying everywhere. Qiao Jie sat in front of the sales window, her alluring red lips like a moving red spirit, attracting the students' eyes and gazes. Ling Baobao saw Qiao Jie, and her face instantly flushed. Qiao Jie, however, remained nonchalant, pretending not to see anything, and sat calmly by the window.

Ling Baobao walked to the window, and Fatty Tuo saw her. Ling Baobao stared back at Fatty Tuo for about two or three minutes. Then, Fatty Tuo continued serving Ling Baobao food without saying a word.

Fatty Tuo returned. It seemed the conflict with Si Quan and the principal had been resolved. Every time Ling Baobao saw him, she felt a surge of unease, not because of his imposing physique, but because of his complex gaze.

Ling Baobao was eating when Ma Dali rushed over and said, "Baobao, Wei Miaohua is looking for you. She wants you to go to her dormitory!"

Ling Baobao looked at Ma Dali, wondering why Wei Miaohua wanted to see her at this time. Ma Dali stuck out his tongue with a sly smile and said, "What's wrong? What are you standing there for? Don't keep our Teacher Wei waiting! Hahaha!"

Ling Baobao looked at Ma Dali's expression with disgust and scolded, "Can you stop laughing? I feel like throwing up when you laugh. How can we eat?"

Ma Dali stood there awkwardly, looking at the three of them, while the other two looked at him with smiles on their faces.

Ling Baobao dawdled as she arrived at Wei Miaohua's faculty dormitory, hesitating whether to go in or not. To be honest, because of a moment of anger she'd had recently, she hadn't contacted Wei Miaohua since. Even in class, when Wei Miaohua deliberately watched Ling Baobao lead the class in reciting the text, Ling Baobao would lower her head, refusing to look at Wei Miaohua. A blush would briefly cross Wei Miaohua's face, but she would calm herself and resume teaching seriously, though she would still occasionally glance in Ling Baobao's direction. Ling Baobao, with her keen intuition and peripheral vision, noticed everything, yet she remained stubbornly indifferent. After class, Wei Miaohua, who used to walk around the classroom, chatting and laughing with students, hadn't done so for the past few days. She sat alone on the podium, staring blankly at her textbook. Ling Baobao entered and left the classroom with her head down, as if she hadn't seen her. This made Wei Miaohua feel even more distressed, an indescribable distress, like a sense of injustice, like an unspeakable pain.

Ling Baobao was pacing back and forth in front of the faculty building when Wei Miaohua spotted her from upstairs. Ling Baobao stood by the window facing the main entrance, her pretty face peeking out. Wei Miaohua called out, "Ling Baobao, why aren't you coming in? What are you doing standing at the gate?"

Ling Baobao, surprised that Wei Miaohua could see her from so far, blushed and nodded hastily before heading towards Wei Miaohua's dormitory.

Wei Miaohua had already opened the door, lifted the curtain, and said to Ling Baobao, "What's wrong? I called you, but you didn't want to come, did you?"

Ling Baobao awkwardly looked up at Wei Miaohua's angry gaze and said softly, "No! You're overthinking it! I was just worried you wouldn't be in the dormitory, so I wanted to wait for you outside!"

Ling Baobao noticed that the room was different from when she had visited before. Although it was winter and the room wasn't large, it was clean and tidy, and the simple decorations made it warm and inviting. The distinctive pink color of the room clearly indicated it was a woman's room. The warmth emanating from the radiators made the room feel even cozier, highlighting Wei Miaohua's shapely figure in her red sweater and her delicate, fair face.

Chapter 77: The Despicable Liu Song

. Wei Miaohua had cooked millet porridge and stir-fried radish and pork herself. Two white steamed buns sat on the table in the inner room.

Ling Baobao asked, "Teacher, haven't you eaten yet? Why don't you eat at the staff canteen? It's too much trouble to cook for yourself." Wei

Miaohua replied, "I made this especially for you. I hope you'll do me the honor."

Wei Miaohua smiled calmly as she said this, making Ling Baobao shiver and feel a burning sensation on her face. Ling Baobao quickly said, "Teacher, I've already eaten. You should eat quickly. Do you have a self-study class tonight?"

"No! That's why I made you a simple meal. You still won't do me the honor?"

Wei Miaohua's eyes darted around, and her ambiguous smile made Ling Baobao's heart race. Ling Baobao had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks Wei Miaohua had prepared and sit down at the table in the inner room. Wei Miaohua sat on the edge of the bed, and the two looked at each other, smiling as they ate. At that moment, Ling Baobao felt incredibly happy. Her crush, her teacher, had cooked for her, and the two of them were sitting so close together, the air thick with an ambiguous atmosphere. The food in Ling Baobao's mouth tasted bland, like chewing wax, but her heart was filled with an unusual mix of surprise and trepidation. Miaohua, wearing a red, fluffy sweater, the low-cut neckline revealing her fair skin, the tight sweater outlining the curves of her breasts so intimately visible, made Ling Baobao's heart pound like a deer.

Ling Baobao's chaotic thoughts made her facial expression look a little strange. Wei Miaohua was about to ask Ling Baobao something when there was a knock on the door. Wei Miaohua got up to open it, and a bald head poked in. Ling Baobao recognized him immediately—it was Liu Song, the director of the Political Education Department. Liu Song, who had been smiling, was about to say something when he noticed a male student sitting in the inner room. His lewd grin immediately turned serious, and he said in a clear, resonant voice, "Little Wei! Have you eaten yet?"

Wei Miaohua stood at the door, arms hanging down, and said very respectfully, "I'm eating right now, Director Liu!"

"Oh! I noticed you hadn't gone to the cafeteria, and I was worried you might be sick or something. It seems you're alright!"

Liu Song had originally wanted to speak with a smile, but feeling the presence of a male student, and knowing that Wei Miaohua addressed him as "Director," he decided to maintain a more respectful demeanor. However, his gentle words and soft tone made his situation very awkward. He stood at the door, unsure whether to go in or out. After seeing Liu Song, Ling Baobao ignored him completely, not even standing up to greet him as "Hello, Director." Instead, she remained seated, picking up her chopsticks and continuing to eat. This action was undeniably provocative and contemptuous, clearly angering the bald-headed Director Liu Song. His narrowed eyes glared at Ling Baobao with a menacing look, and he said, "Little Wei! It's getting cold, take care of yourself and dress warmly. What's up with this student? Why is he here, eating your food?"

Liu Song had obviously recognized Ling Baobao, but he clearly considered this brat, this student he frequently encountered and disliked, like a grain of sand in his eye, making him uncomfortable just seeing him. He was especially surprised that Ling Baobao ignored him while standing at the door. This ill-mannered and impolite brat—he'd have to find a chance to teach him a lesson he wouldn't forget.

Wei Miaohua glanced at Ling Baobao sitting on a stool in the inner room and said politely, "Director Liu, this student helped me before. I tutored him in English today, and afterwards I made him a simple home-cooked meal to thank him!"

Liu Song put his hands behind his back, glanced at Ling Baobao, and said, "As far as I know, this student is a good-for-nothing and doesn't strive for improvement. You should be careful!"

After hearing this, Ling Baobao raised her head and calmly stared at Liu Song for a while. Liu Song obviously didn't expect this arrogant student to be so impolite. His gaze was clearly full of contempt and anger. Liu Song's swollen face turned slightly red, and his body trembled slightly. He said loudly, "Xiao Wei! I originally wanted to talk to you about your postgraduate entrance exam preparation, but I don't think we can talk now. Go eat!"

Liu Song clearly felt that he was superfluous standing there. Hearing Liu Song say this, Wei Miaohua became nervous and said to Liu Song, "Director! Are you angry with me? Come, come, come in and sit down, it's cold outside!"

Wei Miaohua actually reached out and grabbed Liu Song's sleeve. Liu Song was stunned by Wei Miaohua's action. Standing there for a good four or five seconds before saying, "I can only tell you this, it's not appropriate to say it with a student here!"

Ling Baobao knew Liu Song was using this opportunity to get rid of her, and she also knew Wei Miaohua was clearly in a difficult and awkward position. She knew Wei Miaohua was already planning to take the postgraduate entrance exam, so it seemed Liu Song had a significant influence on her chances. Looking at Wei Miaohua's pleading eyes, Ling Baobao put down her chopsticks, stood up, walked to Wei Miaohua's side, and said, "Teacher, please eat quickly..." "Eat your food, it won't taste good if it gets cold! I'm going to study!"

Liu Song stood at the door without any intention of dodging. The mere doorway clearly left him with no room to go in or out. Ling Baobao didn't look up; he knew Liu Song was waiting for him to address him, but he simply ignored him. "You're going to block the door, huh? Then I'll just push my way in!" Ling Baobao's broad shoulders swept sideways as he walked out. Their bodies collided, and because Ling Baobao used all his strength, Liu Song almost stumbled. Liu Song took a step back, leaving him a way to exit. Space was cleared, and Ling Baobao walked out silently. Liu Song tried to grab her, but she was already several meters away. Liu Song shook the few remaining strands of hair on his bald head and said angrily, "Bastard, a complete bastard! An ill-mannered wretch!"

After cursing, he looked at Wei Miaohua standing at the door and said with a smile, "Oh dear! This student has no manners at all! Oh well, adults don't hold grudges against petty people, so I, as his teacher, won't bother with him!" After

saying that, Liu Song went into Wei Miaohua's room and closed the door behind him.

Liu Song said that adults shouldn't hold grudges against petty people, and that teachers shouldn't argue with students.

However, just one self-study period later, this statement turned into irony. Ling Baobao and Ma Dali were playing in the open space behind the classroom after the first self-study period. Even after the bell rang, Ling Baobao had Ma Dali pinned against the wall, one hand holding his hands tightly while the other tickled him vigorously. Ma Dali let out a shrill, almost womanly scream, causing the entire classroom to burst into laughter. Everyone turned to look at this exaggerated and comical scene. Just then, a dark figure flashed into the corridor outside the classroom. A pair of wolf-like, gleaming eyes shone through the window, staring intently at Ling Baobao. The students' laughter immediately ceased, and they all turned to study. Only Ling Baobao and Ma Dali were still caught off guard. By the time they realized what was happening and tried to run back to their desks, Liu Song was already standing behind them. Like a vulture, Liu Song coldly stared at Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao and Ma Dali lowered their heads, only to see Liu Song pick up a book from Ling Baobao's desk and slap it hard across the face. The sound of the book hitting her face echoed throughout the classroom. Liu Song then slapped Ma Dali across the face, the sound equally loud. The entire class held their breath, heads bowed, pretending to study diligently.

Ling Baobao didn't look up at Liu Song. Liu Song coldly said, "Raise your head!"

Ling Baobao didn't.

Liu Song slapped Ling Baobao with the book again and said loudly once more, "If you don't look up, I'll keep slapping you until we see if you're tough on the skin or tough on the temper!"

After hearing this, Ling Baobao raised her head. Liu Song smiled smugly, hissed like a mouse, and then said loudly, "Go downstairs to the Political Education Office!"

The two walked out of the classroom in a line and were led towards the dark room.

Upon arriving at the dark room, Liu Song said to the two men, "Stand against the wall!"

Liu Song got up and sat at the far end of a long row of tables and chairs. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke with an air of enjoyment. Then he loudly proclaimed, "You two bastards, I recognize you immediately! So you're regulars at our Political Education Office! Looks like you like this place! Well then, enjoy yourselves tonight!"

After taking a few puffs, Liu Song pulled out a stick from somewhere, walked up to Ling Baobao, and said, "Aren't you called Ling Baobao? You seem pretty arrogant and cocky! You don't even address me properly! You even bumped into me! You've got some nerve! Looks like I need to teach you a lesson and make you remember to respect your teachers!" "

After Liu Song finished speaking, he picked up a thick wooden stick and shouted at Ling Baobao, "Turn around!"

Ling Baobao turned around nonchalantly, but as soon as he turned, he was struck on the buttocks. The wooden stick hit him solidly, and the pain was something Ling Baobao would never forget. Liu Song said from behind, "Weren't you arrogant? Weren't you cocky? Weren't you so great? Why aren't you arrogant anymore? Why aren't you cocky anymore? Say something!" After

Liu Song finished speaking, he struck again with the stick. This time the blow was hard and powerful. Ling Baobao almost lost his balance and collapsed to the ground. He quickly reached out and braced himself against the wall, gritting his teeth and enduring it. He felt that there was no need to talk to this beast. Even saying a single word made him feel disgusted.

Liu Song walked over to Ma Dali, about to reprimand him, when Ma Dali suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, pleading in a tearful voice, "Director, even if I didn't attend self-study on time, you can't hit me!"

Liu Song casually replied, "Do you know what the Political Education Office does? You know, so what are you arguing about? If you hadn't done anything wrong, would you be here? Why aren't other people here! Get up now, are you even a man? Why are you crying like a girl?"

Ma Dali trembled as he stood up in front of Liu Song, pleading, "Director! I've always been weak. My mom and dad have never laid a finger on me. You're going to hit me with a stick? I really can't take a hit, I'm not lying to you!"

Ma Dali was already crying, his expression tragic. Liu Song coldly said, "Your mom and dad are reluctant to discipline you! Of course I, as your teacher, have to discipline you! Stop talking nonsense! Turn around!"

Ma Dali slowly turned around, trembling, revealing his buttocks. Liu Song mustered all his strength and struck him with the stick. Ma Dali let out a real, pitiful, and sharp scream, then collapsed to the side like a broken wooden stake. Ling Baobao turned her head and saw Ma Dali lying motionless on the ground. Ling Baobao thought to herself: Goodness, you're quite the actor!

Liu Song kicked Ma Dali's butt and said, "Stop pretending to be a coward! Get up! You think you can get away with this by not getting up? I'll still beat you even if you lie on the ground!"

Liu Song walked up to Ma Dali, but he noticed something was wrong with Ma Dali's face. Ma Dali's face was deathly pale, as white as a student's notebook, and his lips were bluish-purple. Liu Song realized something was wrong and quickly threw down the stick, shouting at Ma Dali, "Hey! Hey! What's wrong with you? You can't scare your teacher like this!"

Ling Baobao, ignoring her own pain, squatted down to look at Ma Dali. Ma Dali's face was indeed pale. Ling Baobao said to Liu Song: "You killed him! You killed him!"

Hearing Ling Baobao's words, Liu Song was so frightened he almost collapsed to the ground. His body swayed a few times, then suddenly, as if remembering something, he lifted Ma Dali's head and forcefully pinched the area under Ma Dali's nose, specifically the philtrum. After a moment, Ma Dali miraculously opened his eyes, his gaze glazed over, staring blankly at Liu Song. Once he understood, he pleaded, "Director, please don't hit me! I really can't take it!"

Liu Song sighed in relief and cursed angrily, "Damn it, I thought you were joking with the teacher. I didn't expect you to be so easily beaten, really!" "Are you alright? If you're alright, get up!"

Ma Dali stood up. Liu Song patted his clothes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said softly, "Forget it! You two can go! Remember, if I find you two skipping self-study and causing trouble again, you won't get away with it so easily! Oh, by the way, help him back to the dorm and let him rest for a while!"

Ling Baobao helped Ma Dali, and the two slowly walked back to the dorm. On the way, Ling Baobao asked curiously, "Were you faking it or did you really faint?"

Ma Dali said angrily, "What do you think! That beast pinched me!" "Is it an act or real?"

Ling Baobao said with a grin, "Then teach me how to faint so easily, like I'm dead. If someone hits me in the future, I'll pretend to be dead and see who dares to hit me then!"

Ma Dali stopped, glanced at Ling Baobao, and said loudly, "Baobao! You're so shameless! I almost died there just now, and you treat it as a joke, making fun of it! Forget it! I can walk by myself! I don't need your help!"

Ling Baobao gripped Ma Dali's arm tightly and said, "I won't let go, so what? What can you do to me?"

Ma Dali sighed and said, "I'm doomed to be in your hands for life!"

Chapter 78.

During the first semester of high school, Ling Baobao was like a dog chasing a rabbit. He tried everything he had never experienced or seen in junior high. He was a good student in junior high, but in just half a semester of high school, he had already begun to make a name for himself in the entire first year of high school. Although he did not promote himself intentionally, it is obvious that good news does not travel far, but bad news travels fast. The series of events that Ling Baobao had at school and the time he got into fights outside of school spread like wildfire, making Ling Baobao begin to be compared with Wu Dingtian. This was something that Ling Baobao did not want to see, and it was also something that Wu Dingtian did not want to see.

Wu Dingtian was a playboy and a troublemaker, something Yi Meimei never imagined. Both Yi Meimei and Wu Dingtian were from Dawang Town in Niuti County, their families living at opposite ends of the town. At that time, Yi Meimei was already the school beauty at the town's junior high school, even attracting the attention of a newly assigned male intern teacher. This was clearly extremely immoral and unacceptable to the public, especially for Wu Dingtian. Wu Dingtian's father was a cadre in the town government, and spoiled since childhood, Wu Dingtian was chubby and frail. Wu Dingtian was a size taller than his classmates. Many of his classmates were intimidated by his father's power and had a group of sycophants around him from a young age. Wu Dingtian was also extremely generous and magnanimous. His family received so many gifts every day that they couldn't finish them all. He would generously share them with his sycophants, which further strengthened the resolve and confidence of those around him. As a result, they were capable of everything from fighting and brawling to chasing girls. From a young age, Wu Dingtian enjoyed a sense of authority and satisfaction that others had never experienced. However, he remained intrigued by a girl from a family at the northernmost end of town who made a living selling vegetables. This curiosity stemmed from his premature sexual maturity. Wu Dingtian had observed every girl in junior high school, but even those he found attractive only caught his eye briefly. He felt he lacked the patience and confidence to continue observing them. Then, when he unexpectedly saw this girl, he was utterly stunned. He couldn't believe there was such a beautiful girl in the school, and he even felt he had been a fool and blind before—a mistake he considered unforgivable. In his first year of junior high, Wu Dingtian experienced his first stirrings of love, slowly developing feelings for Yi Meimei. His true feelings for her began when he secretly watched Yi Meimei's mother bathe her one summer afternoon. It was a boring summer afternoon, and Wu Dingtian, like a headless fly, wandered aimlessly through the streets of Dawang Town, his face drenched in sweat from the heat. Passing by Yi Meimei's house, he curiously peeked inside. That one glance was like a martial arts master suddenly opening his meridians; he felt a sudden lightness in his body. Wu Dingtian

saw Yi Meimei standing naked in the middle of the yard in a large iron basin. Her mother was bringing a basin of water from the kitchen and placing it beside the basin. Wu Dingtian's face flushed crimson from his neck to his forehead, his heart pounding with shock. Yi Meimei's hair was loose, her eyes slightly open, her cheeks fair and delicate. Her body was like a lotus bud in a pond, ready to bloom. From that first glance, Wu Dingtian's soul seemed to be captivated by Yi Meimei. He never expected to stumble upon something he shouldn't have seen but wanted to see. From then on, Wu Dingtian would stare intently at Yi Meimei. However, at that time, his studies weren't very good; he was in the worst class in the grade, while Yi Meimei was in the best class. It seemed impossible for the two, with such a large gap in their abilities, to have any contact. But Wu Dingtian slowly made contact with Yi Meimei outside of school using his own methods. Every day after school, Yi Meimei would help her mother sell vegetables at her stall. Wu Dingtian would run home, pester his mother for money, and then rush back to Yi Meimei's mother's stall, buying a large pile of vegetables he couldn't identify. He would try to catch a glimpse of Yi Meimei, but her calm smile and unappreciative gaze didn't achieve his goal. So, Wu Dingtian went to buy vegetables every few days, and gradually, he started talking to Yi Meimei, mentioning his class and name. That's how they got to know each other. But getting acquainted was one thing; gaining Yi Meimei's approval and affection was another matter entirely. Time passed slowly, and Wu Dingtian and Yi Meimei remained lukewarm, their relationship stagnant until the final year of junior high. The final year presented them with their first major life choice: high school, vocational school, or starting work. The workload in the final year was heavy, requiring late-night self-study sessions every day. Wu Dingtian, by chance, discovered that a young male intern teacher at the school was constantly staring at Yi Meimei. He noticed this at a school assembly. Yi Meimei sat among a group of students; her angelic face and otherworldly beauty made her stand out like a phoenix fallen into a chicken coop. The young teacher, like a wolf, openly stared at Yi Meimei in front of everyone. Wu Dingtian could almost see the teacher drooling. The teacher's lecherous gaze was easily seen by the tall Wu Dingtian, who sat in the last row. He gradually began to pay attention to this young teacher, and it was this careful observation that ultimately led to his success in winning over Yi Meimei.

One afternoon during a break in the third year of junior high, Wu Dingtian and his best friends went to the school to play. Since the junior high was located at the back of town, they often went there to hang out. Wu Dingtian and his friends first played basketball on the playground for a while. When they got tired, they decided to wash their faces and rest. Next to the playground was the teachers' dormitory building, a simple three-story building stretching for about a hundred meters. There was a water tap at the top of the stairs on the second floor, so they went up to wash their faces. However, the quick-witted Wu Dingtian noticed something unusual in the open space—a very faint breathing sound. His sensitivity and intuition led him to the innermost teacher's dormitory. The dormitory was at the very end of the corridor. The group tiptoed to the window. Wu Dingtian didn't even need to climb onto the windowsill; he could see inside simply by standing up. But when Wu Dingtian saw inside… At that moment, he was stunned for a moment, then he let out a sound like an angry bull in a town's cattle pen, breathing heavily through his nose. Wu Dingtian then stomped open the door. Wu Dingtian's followers were terrified and quickly hid, afraid that the teacher inside would rush out and slap them. Wu Dingtian rushed in, much to the surprise of the young male teacher inside. He was still wearing a white shirt on his upper body, but his lower body was completely naked. He stood there, not understanding what was going on, when the tall and strong Wu Dingtian kicked him against the wall. Wu Dingtian wrapped the naked Yi Meimei on the bed with a bed sheet, and then kicked her again. This kick seemed to gather all the strength Wu Dingtian had accumulated in his life, almost using all his strength. No matter how old the male teacher was, he couldn't withstand two kicks from the tall and strong Wu Dingtian. He was completely broken and slumped against the wall like a lump of mud. Still not satisfied, Wu Dingtian paced back and forth, finally finding a water glass on the table. Without thinking, he threw it at the young teacher, hitting him squarely on the forehead. Blood gushed out, making Wu Dingtian unrecognizable. Wu Dingtian untied the ropes binding Yi Meimei's hands. Yi Meimei's eyes were swollen from crying, her face still streaked with tears. She sat on the bed and got dressed. At this moment, Wu Dingtian's brothers entered. They were shocked by the state of the room and dared not move. Wu Dingtian said nothing, grabbed Yi Meimei's hand, and led her to the police station next to the school. Soon after, a police car arrived at the school, and all the teachers came out. They watched as the handcuffed, bloodied young teacher got into the car. For the next week, Yi Meimei... Missing school, Wu Dingtian went to Yi Meimei's mother's vegetable stall on the town street every day, hoping to see her. However, her mother never appeared. Wu Dingtian went to her house, but the door was locked from the inside, indicating that someone was home. So Wu Dingtian came every day to check. Then one night, his father told him that the young teacher he had beaten had been arrested, and the facts had been established. He was suspected of raping a minor and would likely go to jail for several years. Wu Dingtian was curious to know whether the rape had actually occurred or not. He didn't dare ask his father, so he overheard his parents talking. The young teacher was pulling down his pants, about to rape the girl, when his son broke down the door and beat him badly. At that moment, Wu Dingtian felt a little relieved.

Finally, on the first Monday of the following week, Yi Meimei arrived at school dressed neatly. Wu Dingtian immediately noticed her confident and beautiful face, showing no trace of her past. Her smile revealed bright white teeth and prominent dimples; it was impossible to tell that Yi Meimei had gone through such an embarrassing ordeal just a week prior. Wu Dingtian felt a genuine admiration for Yi Meimei, and so, he boldly and proactively stopped her, softly saying, "If you're okay, then I'm okay too!"

When Wu Dingtian, this tall and strong boy, first stammered out these words, his face was already as red as a monkey's bottom. He just felt that he always panicked whenever he stood in front of Yi Meimei, and this time was no exception.

Yi Meimei looked at the tall boy in front of her. Although he wasn't particularly handsome, memories of the past flashed through her mind like a movie, and she could feel how adorable he was. She knew how he would come to her with an embarrassed face when she was helping her mother sell vegetables, how he would steal glances at her and stare at her unintentionally. She knew all of this. And when he had saved her from the clutches of that beastly teacher, she was overwhelmed with gratitude and emotion. Today, this boy had again taken the initiative to come over and say those words to her in front of so many classmates. Yi Meimei was somewhat intoxicated. She nodded, smiled at Wu Dingtian, and softly said, "Let's walk home together after school!"

Such a simple sentence contained a lot of meaning. Wu Dingtian wasn't stupid; his relatively sharp mind clearly realized that something good was about to happen. So, he excitedly returned to the classroom, not paying attention to the teacher's lectures for the entire morning. It wasn't until after school, when he saw Yi Meimei at the stairwell, that his anxious heart finally settled back into place. The two chatted and laughed, and when they reached a somewhat secluded alleyway, Yi Meimei took Wu Dingtian's hand. Wu Dingtian trembled, so easily captivated by Yi Meimei once again, unsure of what to say or do.

From then on, Wu Dingtian's daily task was to time it perfectly, waiting at the stairwell for Yi Meimei to appear on her way home from school. They would walk home side-by-side, and once they reached a secluded spot, they would hold hands for a while before going their separate ways. These days were blissful and sweet. For Wu Dingtian, while he could easily take down a man with a single punch, he was surprisingly helpless with girls, easily manipulated by them.

After a fight with some local youths, Wu Dingtian ended up in the town hospital. Yi Meimei generously brought him fruit from her own garden, her magnanimous manner leaving a deep impression on him. However, while Yi Meimei cared for him, she was also angry with him; she hated his constant fighting and trouble-making.

Every time Yi Meimei scolded Wu Dingtian, he would admit his mistakes like a child, but he would continue to err afterward. Yi Meimei was admitted to the county high school with excellent grades, while Wu Dingtian failed. His father originally wanted him to go to a vocational school, but the stubborn Wu Dingtian insisted on going to high school. Rather than choosing high school, it would be more accurate to say he chose Yi Meimei. He followed Yi Meimei to the county high school, bringing his previous lifestyle with him.

Chapter 79: A Great Disaster Strikes.

When Wu Dingtian gave his virginity to Yi Meimei, she also gave him hers, but the time and place of their loss were quite different. In

those days, watching videos was fashionable. Consequently, the streets and alleys of the county town were filled with large yellow cards with the word "video" written in red ink, followed by the videotape content. Most of the onlookers were young people. Wu Dingtian brought his brothers to the county town after the middle school entrance exam. Some of his brothers were going to vocational school, while he and Yi Meimei were going to high school. Their gatherings consisted of smoking, playing billiards, and watching videos—the entertainment of youth in that era, and Wu Dingtian was no exception.

Video arcades typically feature large projectors, a central screen, and rows of two-person booths. Many men and women found a place where they could relax and watch videos without paying for a hotel. Couples would sit in the arcades, initially filled with the sounds of people cracking sunflower seeds, talking, and swirling smoke. Once the video started playing, the entire hall would gradually quiet down. Initially, they would show martial arts or police films, which people watched with great excitement, chatting and laughing. But after midnight, the owner would tightly close the arcade doors and lock them firmly with a lock. This action thrilled those familiar with the place, eliciting whistles and shouts, creating a unique spectacle. The owner, unperturbed, would pull out several videotapes from his pocket and interrupt the playback. At this point, the crowd would quiet down considerably, many holding their breath and staring intently at the screen. So when the content they wanted to see appeared on the screen, everyone fell silent. Even those who were eating sunflower seeds and chatting stopped and watched intently. The screen mostly showed naked foreigners engaging in sexual intercourse, which was the driving force behind the all-night viewing. Everyone's curiosity and attention were focused on this.

Wu Dingtian and his brothers, of course, had secretly watched this countless times before; it was a place they knew very well. Yi Meimei, however, was seeing this for the first time, watching this kind of videotape for the first time. Of course, she had seen other films, like martial arts and police movies, but this scene of two naked men and women having sex, especially blond, blue-eyed foreigners, was something she had never seen before. Wu Dingtian naturally sat in a box with Yi Meimei, while the other brothers went to other boxes.

By the light from the large screen, Wu Dingtian saw that Yi Meimei's long eyelashes didn't even blink. It seemed the content Lu Xiang had imagined had seriously captured her attention. The novel and exciting scene filled this girl with a mixture of curiosity and shame; her heart was inexplicably pounding, her face was burning red, and she could feel her breathing becoming heavy and labored. Her palms were sweating, and her feet were unconsciously rubbing against the floor. Wu Dingtian knew this reaction was normal; he felt Yi Meimei's reaction was the same as his own when he first saw it.

The private rooms around them began to stir as the scene unfolded. Due to the wooden structure of the rooms, even the slightest bump or movement of someone inside could be clearly transmitted to those nearby. Wu Dingtian knew that the private rooms around him were starting to stir. The physical contact and jostling made the wooden seats creak and groan, accompanied by the sounds of men and women kissing and moaning. These sounds floated all around Wu Dingtian, above, below, and to the sides. Wu Dingtian had thought that if his brother were sitting next to him, he would tolerate it, but today it was Yi Meimei, his nominal girlfriend. How could he let this opportunity pass? He had actually already embraced Yi Meimei, but because it was the first time Yi Meimei had seen the naked scene on the screen, she unconsciously sat up straight, her eyes not even blinking.

Wu Dingtian grabbed Yi Meimei's shoulders and pulled her back forcefully, causing her to fall into his arms. Her head rested gently between his shoulder and cheek; the scent of her freshly washed shampoo mingled with her breath, creating a peculiar sensory stimulation. Combined with the stimulating content playing on the large screen opposite them, Wu Dingtian couldn't resist; his lower body was already erect. Like a seasoned pro, he brought his lips to Yi Meimei's. Despite her shame, Yi Meimei didn't pull away. Their lips met, and instantly, the suppressed desire within him ignited like a firecracker. Their passionate kiss echoed through the creaking of the private room, blending with the surrounding sounds to create a beautiful symphony.

Thanks to the vast amount of Japanese and Western videotapes he had watched, Wu Dingtian seemed quite adept at sex. Although he had never actually practiced it, he had a very familiar routine in his mind. Wu Dingtian even skillfully engaged in French kissing, unconsciously applying what he had seen in Japanese videotapes to Yi Meimei. His tongue, like a venomous snake, attacked, turning Yi Meimei's mouth upside down. Saliva gushed out, splashing everywhere, making smacking sounds. Yi Meimei seemed to have been enlightened by Wu Dingtian's repeated assaults, actively extending her tongue to attack, intertwining with Wu Dingtian's tongue. The wet saliva combined with the fleshy taste elevated the two of them to a feeling that went from the ground to the sky, from silence to explosion.

Wu Dingtian's hands roamed over Yi Meimei's chest, her small breasts like unopened buds, tightly held and played with in his large hands. Yi Meimei's words were already incoherent, her body limp, as if she were a soft blanket in Wu Dingtian's arms, letting him knead her. Yi Meimei's arousal and her writhing body stirred Wu Dingtian's heart as well. He disregarded everything else and reached down, touching her smooth abdomen, then a lush, mysterious forest. He hadn't expected that the seemingly delicate Yi Meimei's lower body would be so mature. Wu Dingtian's hands rake through Yi Meimei's forest like a rake, and Yi Meimei, lying in Wu Dingtian's broad arms, writhed and coiled like a writhing snake. Wu Dingtian's penis was fully erect, its shape resembling a mushroom. Yi Meimei's writhing body made it even more taut and agitated. Without hesitation, he pulled out his penis and gently pulled down Yi Meimei's thin pants, which were practically nonexistent. Wu Dingtian pulled Yi Meimei into his arms, letting her sit on his lap. Just as his penis was about to enter Yi Meimei's now-undressed secret forest, something unexpected happened. Wu Dingtian's penis suddenly became aroused, trembling and throbbing a few times. After foaming at the mouth, it collapsed wearily, like a dead fish. Wu Dingtian was filled with shame, his body motionless. Yi Meimei, who had anticipated the action, remained motionless as well. After about half an hour of silence, Yi Meimei got up and sat next to Wu Dingtian. Wu Dingtian didn't speak, only holding Yi Meimei and intently watching the stimulating scene unfold before him.

After a long interval, when Wu Dingtian felt his penis reopen, the surge of emotion he felt was indescribable. He gestured for Yi Meimei to sit on his lap again, and she complied. When she felt something hard beneath her, she seemed to realize something and began to tremble, whether from excitement or fear, it was unclear. Wu Dingtian awkwardly entered her. Yi Meimei was in excruciating pain; the pain made it difficult for her to focus on the scene before her. She leaned back, resting her head on Wu Dingtian's forehead, and she could clearly feel his trembling. Finally, after a series of tremors from Wu Dingtian, and after she herself ejaculated, the room returned to silence. Wu Dingtian was panting heavily, his breathing as eerie and ambiguous as the sounds around him.

Afterwards, Wu Dingtian took Yi Meimei to watch videos several times in a row. Finally, under Wu Dingtian's encouragement, Yi Meimei realized something she had never realized before. Her sensitive nerves felt she had matured, just like the vegetables her mother sold.

The two continued this entangled relationship until high school. That's enough

about Wu Dingtian and Yi Meimei's past. Now, let's get back to our protagonist, Ling Baobao.

Ling Baobao never dreamed that the bald-headed headmaster, Liu Song, would once again make an example of her, and this time the matter was so serious that it had to reach the point where her parents had to be called in.

After evening self-study, Ma Dali no longer bothered her as usual. He began to distance himself from Ling Baobao to find his own happiness. He went to find his chubby girl again. This chubby girl's attraction clearly surpassed Ling Baobao's, and Ma Dali, experiencing love for the first time, was obviously unable to extricate himself, beginning a madly passionate romance. Ling Baobao sighed helplessly as she watched Ma Dali dash out of the classroom as soon as self-study ended. Fan Huajing, sitting in front of her, turned around precisely at that moment, staring intently at Ling Baobao and asking, "What's wrong! Thinking about some pretty girl?"

Ling Baobao glanced at Fan Huajing and said with a grin, "Who do you think I'd be thinking about? Well…"

Ling Baobao deliberately left her sentence unfinished.

Fan Huajing blinked, looked at Ling Baobao mischievously, and said with a smile, "Who knows! I have no idea!"

Ling Baobao, however, suddenly had a sudden inspiration and said to Fan Huajing, "I was just thinking about you, afraid you'd abandon me, so I sighed because I was feeling so emotional!"

Fan Huajing stared at her with wide eyes and said seriously, "Baobao, is that true?"

Fan Huajing packed her bag, gave Ling Baobao a wink, and walked out of the classroom. Ling Baobao understood and followed. The two arrived at the water tower in the far corner of the playground. The pitch-black environment provided the couple with a comfortable and safe place. Ling Baobao hugged Fan Huajing and kissed her passionately, her hands rummaging around while her eyes kept scanning their surroundings. Little did Ling Baobao know that no matter how careful she was, she would still fall into Liu Song's hands. When Liu Song and a young teacher from the Political Education Office stood up from behind her like ghosts, Fan Huajing was so frightened that her eyes widened in terror. She tried to scream but couldn't make a sound, only letting out a faint hissing sound. Ling Baobao's lips were bitten hard by Fan Huajing. Just as Ling Baobao was about to curse, someone hit her head hard with something. Instantly, the bright light from two flashlights illuminated Fan Huajing, whose face was as red as a monkey's bottom. Fan Huajing quickly covered her face with her hands. The flashlight beam gradually moved in front of Ling Baobao. As soon as Ling Baobao saw the bald head, she knew who it was. The two flashlights shone on Ling Baobao, making her look like a ghost. Then, Ling Baobao was hit hard on the head again. It was the young teacher next to Liu Song who hit her with a flashlight. Liu Song grinned maliciously, "Oh, it's you again! Ling Baobao! In my heart, you're practically the Naruto of the county high school! Even Er Chui isn't as famous as you!"

Ling Baobao knew that Liu Song would definitely be more ruthless each time he had the chance to teach her a lesson, and he would try even harder to belittle her.

Liu Song shone the flashlight hard on Fan Huajing's face again. Fan Huajing tried to shield her face with her hands, and Liu Song cursed, "You have the nerve to do this but not to admit it? What are you hiding for? Come on! Let go of my hands and let me see you!"

Fan Huajing stubbornly refused to let the flashlight shine on her face. Liu Song lost his temper and couldn't just grab her, so he cursed fiercely, "Being able to stay with this bastard, it seems he's no good either!"

and stopped shining the flashlight on Fan Huajing's face.

Liu Song shone his flashlight on Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao didn't flinch, staring directly at Liu Song. Liu Song was furious and slapped Ling Baobao hard across the back of her neck, causing a sharp, burning pain. He yelled, "What did I say? What did I say? If I catch you again, I'll have to treat you properly! Remember? Come on! Let's talk inside!"

Knowing she was going to the dark room again, Ling Baobao noticed Fan Huajing starting to cry. Her pitiful sobs annoyed Liu Song, who said harshly, "If you cry again, you'll stay with him tonight. If you stop crying, go to the office later and write a self-criticism, then I'll let you go home!"

This worked; Fan Huajing immediately stopped crying. Ling Baobao and Fan Huajing were escorted by Liu Song to the dark room in the political education office. From Liu Song's words, Ling Baobao knew she wouldn't escape this ordeal easily and began silently devising a plan. Ling Baobao had no idea whether he could escape this calamity. The only thing he could do was pretend to be crazy. Ling Baobao was secretly pleased with his initial plan: Liu Song, don't be so happy. I, Ling Baobao, will always find a way to deal with you! You wait 11-13

80. Chapter 80 Passionate Morning

Liu Song and another teacher escorted Ling Baobao and Fan Huajing to the dark house. After entering, Liu Song sat at the table with the stove, and made Ling Baobao and Fan Huajing stand away from him and the stove, with the two of them standing against the wall. Liu Song lifted the lid of the stove, and the flames of the stove sprang out, as if they were vying to show themselves. Liu Song bent down and put his face close to the stove. The flames were almost burning his eyebrows, but he did not move. He rubbed his hands together, and his breath was very conspicuous in the cold night. Ling Baobao's feet ached from standing for a while, and Fan Huajing looked like she was about to cry. Seeing this frail little body standing with her in the cold night, she felt a pang of guilt. Ling Baobao deliberately leaned against Fan Huajing, a subtle movement that was noticed by Liu Song, who had been watching closely. Liu Song suddenly straightened up, wiped his nose, and his words, accompanied by spittle, burst out: "You brat, you're still not behaving yourself here. Go open the door!"

Liu Song said to the young teacher next to him, "Ling Baobao, you stand in the doorway now, facing outwards. If you move again, I'll make you stand in the puddle outside! Do you believe me?" Ling Baobao knew she

was in for a beating. Liu Song had caught her at this moment, and it seemed she was bound to be tormented. Ling Baobao had come to terms with it. No matter what Liu Song did to her, she wouldn't back down. Let's see what he can do to her!

Ling Baobao stood at the doorway. The slightly warm air inside mingled with the cold wind blowing in from outside, chilling her to the bone. Soon, her nose was so cold it resembled the aspic that locals often ate, and her legs felt like lead, completely numb. At that moment, Fan Huajing inside finished writing her self-criticism and read it aloud. Her trembling voice made Ling Baobao feel even more guilty. After Fan Huajing finished, Liu Song said loudly, "Stay away from this bastard from now on. It will only do you good. Think about it carefully tonight. Go home now!"

Fan Huajing sobbed as she walked to Ling Baobao's side, quietly telling her, "I'm going home now," before disappearing into the dark night. Ling Baobao, Liu Song, and the square-faced young teacher remained locked in a standoff in the dark house.

Liu Song and the square-faced teacher whispered around the stove, the smoke soon reaching Ling Baobao's nostrils. When they got excited, they laughed lewdly and unrestrainedly, their laughter obscene and vulgar—that's how Ling Baobao felt. They seemed to have completely forgotten that there was a student standing in the chilly doorway on this cold night. Ling Baobao had been standing there the whole time, and now even her heart was filled with the cold wind. Ling Baobao's body began to shiver. Because the Central Plains were generally flat, the winter winds were biting cold. The cold winds blowing from all directions at midnight felt like being cut with a cold knife; the pain and cold were something no one else could understand.

Ling Baobao's shivering caught Liu Song's attention. Liu Song interpreted this as Ling Baobao's disobedience, so he shouted, "If you move again, don't blame me for making you stand in the puddle outside! I mean what I say!"

Seeing Ling Baobao's body still trembling, Liu Song became angry and walked up behind Ling Baobao, delivering a flying kick that sent the trembling Ling Baobao flying into the dark night. The unprotected cold wind swept over Ling Baobao even more fiercely, seemingly trying to penetrate every part of his body, reaching his internal organs. Unable to withstand the kick, Ling Baobao collapsed to the ground. Liu Song watched as Ling Baobao... He collapsed to the ground like a wall. He walked over and circled Ling Baobao a few times, then called out to the square-faced teacher inside, saying, "Stop warming yourself by the fire! Come out and check on this kid, he's frozen to death!"

Of course, Ling Baobao hadn't frozen to death, but Liu Song probably felt it was more satisfying to say that. The two of them carried Ling Baobao into the room, closed the door, and laid him flat on the large desk. Ling Baobao was spread out on the desk in a large "大" shape. Ling Baobao hadn't fainted, but because he hadn't moved for a long time, his legs were frozen stiff and numb. When Liu Song suddenly kicked him outside, he couldn't even stand up. Ling Baobao felt as if he were paralyzed, and his body fell straight forward. Ling Baobao lay there for a while until she regained feeling in her legs, then slowly sat up. She turned around and sat silently at the edge of the desk, right where she could warm herself by the fire. This action stunned Liu Song, who gaped for a long time, speechless. After a long while, Liu Song said, bewildered, "You! You're really something! I'm impressed! I've been a teacher for almost 20 years, and this is the first time I've encountered a student like you. Go back to your dorm, you don't need to write a self-criticism, and you don't need to go to class tomorrow. Go straight home tomorrow and call your parents. Remember, if you can't call your parents, don't come to class!"

Ling Baobao warmed herself by the fire for a while, then got up, nodded, and left, without ever addressing Liu Song once.

Ling Baobao returned to the dormitory, which was already dark, but was still bustling with people. Ma Dali saw Ling Baobao first and quickly asked, "Baobao, are you alright?"

Ling Baobao rubbed her stiff, cold face and said with a smile, "What could be wrong with me? Nothing's wrong! I'm perfectly fine!"

Li Xiping said, "Ma Dali said he saw you being taken to the dark room by the bald guy. We were all wondering what kind of ordeal you'd be going through tonight."

Ling Baobao turned to look at Ma Dali and asked, "How did you know? Were you on the playground too?"

Ma Dali said with a grin, "My girlfriend and I were there, but we didn't..." "You were caught, but I never expected you to be the scapegoat! You're so unlucky!"

Ling Baobao deliberately teased, "Oh! I see! So the bald guy was going to catch you, but he made me the scapegoat. Ma Dali, I suffered a lot for you tonight. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

Ma Dali looked embarrassed and said angrily, "Why are you dragging me into this? Don't try that! Trying to frame me! No way!"

Ling Baobao laughed and said, "Your brain is getting sharper and sharper!"

After everyone joked around for a while, they quickly crawled into bed to sleep. Ling Baobao, however, couldn't fall asleep. What if he had to call his parents? His parents had never been embarrassed at school or scolded by teachers because of him before, and now he dared not tell them. But how could he solve this problem? It seemed impossible to get through without calling his parents. Ling Baobao drifted off to sleep, dreaming of many women, but everything was disrupted by the sudden appearance of Liu Song's bald head. Ling Baobao woke up with a start. Even sleeping couldn't escape Liu Song's torment. What a damn bad luck!

The next day, while Ma Dali was up eating and going to class, Ling Baobao was still in bed. When Ma Dali and Li Xiping called him, he only said that he had asked for leave and wouldn't be going to class that day. He didn't want his friends to know his predicament; he wanted to find a solution himself.

After getting up and dressed around 10 a.m., Ling Baobao decided to leave the school first. When he reached the school gate, he was stopped by the teacher on duty, a young teacher wearing glasses. The teacher shouted, "Hey! Come here! You're not allowed to leave during class time. Do you have a leave slip?"

Ling Baobao looked at the teacher awkwardly and said softly, "Director Liu Song told me to go out. I want to go home!"

The teacher stared at Ling Baobao for a long time and said, "Director Liu said so. Okay! Write your name and class in the register before you leave!"

After registering his name, Ling Baobao went straight to the billiards hall.

Xiaomin had just gotten up and was splashing the water from washing her face outside when she almost splashed it on Lingbao, who was about to knock on the door. Xiaomin was quite surprised that Lingbao had come to her place so early, feeling both delighted and a little puzzled. She asked, "What's up? Did you miss me or is there something else?"

Lingbao was quite impressed by Xiaomin's accurate intuition and said with a smile, "How are you so smart!"

Xiaomin smiled and said, "Come in quickly, it's cold outside!"

Lingbao went inside. There was a large charcoal stove burning in the room, making the whole little house warm and cozy. Ling Baobao entered the house and smelled the fragrance of Xiao Min's skincare products. Watching Xiao Min, with her striking figure, walk around the small room in a blue sweater, a waft of fragrance wafting through the air, Ling Baobao temporarily forgot her own worries. Her inner impulses took over. Just as Xiao Min was about to put on her apron to cook, Ling Baobao suddenly hugged her from behind, her hand instinctively pressing against Xiao Min's ample breasts. Xiao Min trembled and quickly slapped Ling Baobao's hand away, saying, "What are you doing? So early in the morning! If someone sees us, they might say I'm seducing you!"

"Who would play pool this early? The students are all in class, and the young people around here are probably still in bed. Who would play pool this early in the cold?"

Ling Baobao laughed, refuting Xiao Min's words.

Ling Baobao's hands restlessly began to knead Xiaomin's breasts. The fullness and distinct flesh of her breasts aroused him even more. The warm, cozy atmosphere of the small room, combined with the alluring fragrance, the sensation of her flesh, and the rising of his lower body, all of this seemed to lift Ling Baobao to the clouds. He involuntarily began a series of actions. He turned Xiaomin's body around, facing her red, plump lips. The fragrance wafted from her, and her soft, firm breasts pressed against his chest. Ling Baobao's heart pounded, and he instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing his lips to hers. He kissed her gently. Xiaomin trembled, appearing passive. Xiaomin's lips were hot and fragrant. Ling Baobao first touched them with his lips, then licked and pecked at them with his tongue, savoring their deliciousness. He held her waist for a while, then naturally moved his hands down, kneading and grabbing her round, plump buttocks. Xiaomin was attacked from both sides by Ling Baobao, feeling both nervous and excited. Her breathing became a little rough, and she occasionally made humming sounds through her nose. Ling Baobao's movements became more intense and vigorous. He spread his hands, one reaching forward to grasp one breast. His other hand reached between her legs, playing with it. Xiao Min let out a soft "Ah!", her eyes glazed over, and her hands instinctively pushed Ling Baobao away, seemingly dissatisfied with his rudeness, yet also worried that someone might suddenly barge in. Ling Baobao whispered in Xiao Min's ear: "Sister Min, your breasts are so soft, your buttocks are so round, they feel so good to touch!"

Xiao Min blushed deeply and said: "Let me go, Baobao, don't do this, it's not good if someone can't see!"

Her voice was seductive, clearly aroused, and her words were insincere. Ling Baobao wasn't about to let go, and his mouth returned to hers. He grasped one breast in each hand, skillfully pressing and playing with them, accurately teasing the nipples through her sweater. The tingling pleasure stimulated Xiao Min, causing her whole body to writhe. As soon as Ling Baobao moved his mouth away, Xiao Min cried out "Ah ah!" Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ling Baobao stuck his tongue into her mouth, exploring it inside. He lingered on her fragrant tongue, reluctant to let go. Without a word, Ling Baobao bent down and lifted her onto the small bed next to his strong body. Once on the bed, Ling Baobao quickly removed Xiaomin's sweater. Xiaomin's upper body, clad only in a floral bra, was exposed. Ling Baobao pressed Xiaomin down, kissing her shoulders haphazardly, making Xiaomin's head bob. She said, "You're so naughty, doing this so early in the morning! You're such a little rascal, a little hooligan!"

Ling Baobao laughed and said, "You didn't just find out today!" "As he spoke, he removed the hooks from her bra. Xiaomin, shyly, covered her chest with her hands. Lingbao then kissed her hands, making Xiaomin flinch. Lingbao then put his mouth on one nipple, while holding the other in his other hand. Xiaomin's breasts were firm and elastic. Lingbao savored the sensation, and Xiaomin, unable to bear the torment, cried out, 'Stop... licking... my little darling... it's so itchy... stop...'

Lingbao found this pleasurable and reached down to undo her belt. Xiaomin actually resisted, but the stubborn Lingbao still managed to..." His pants were pulled down. Underneath was a pair of light green briefs. Ling Baobao shifted slightly to the side, and his hand began to move over Xiao Min's lower body. He touched her legs, then pinched her buttocks, busying himself with his activities. Finally, his hand settled between her jade-like legs, rubbing and teasing her secret forest through the thin fabric. Xiao Min moaned softly, a mixture of excitement and pain, and soon she was soaked.

Ling Baobao, caught up in the moment, was about to pull down his own pants when a woman's voice came from outside, asking, "Sister Min, Sister Min? Are you there? My stove went out last night, I'll get you a new coal briquette!"

Xiao Min quickly sat up, dressed in a few quick movements, and replied, "Yes, I'm inside!" Ling

Baobao really didn't know where to hide.

Xiao Min got up and went out. The two chatted for a while before Xiao Min came in with fire tongs, broke off a burning coal briquette, and went out. The woman outside said some words of thanks and then walked away. Ling Baobao breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Min came in and scolded, "You, doing that kind of thing so early in the morning, without even closing the door, are you trying to kill me?! Stop messing around! What brings you out so early today instead of going to class?" Xiao Min

's words disrupted Ling Baobao's thoughts. What to do? Ling Baobao looked at Xiao Min's face, and suddenly an idea popped into her head

. Chapter 81: Successful Deception.

Ling Baobao's mind jumped up because she had thought of a good method. Liu Song had asked her to go home and call her parents, so she would call Xiao Min over and have her act as her parents, saying that she was her older sister. Let's see what Liu Song can do to her.

Ling Baobao had thought it through and told Xiao Min her idea. Xiao Min tilted her head and grinned, "I was wondering why you came to my place so early. Who knew you, you little devil, would scheme against me? I'm not going to embarrass myself for you!"

Seeing this, Ling Baobao hurriedly reached out and put her arm around Xiao Min's waist, leaned close to Xiao Min's ear, and said coquettishly, "My dear sister Min, you are like Guanyin Bodhisattva or Hua Tuo in the world. Please save me, the one who still cares about you, okay? If this is done, I'll spend a few days with you, how about that?" "

Spend a few days with me, it feels like I'm begging you! Fine! I'm too soft-hearted, I can help you with this, but let me make it clear beforehand, this is a one-time thing!"

Xiaomin patted Lingbao's shoulder hard, looking helpless.

Lingbao led Xiaomin to the Student Affairs Office. At this time, because the students were in class, only the sound of students reading aloud and teachers lecturing could be heard from the classrooms. Lingbao and Xiaomin arrived at the entrance of the Student Affairs Office and were about to knock on the door when someone came out. Lingbao looked up and saw Old Wang, their homeroom teacher, Old Wang. Old Wang was stunned for a moment, then scolded, "Lingbao, why didn't you ask me for leave before going home to call your parents? Huh! You're too arrogant! If I hadn't come to the Student Affairs Office to inquire, I would have thought you had been kidnapped!" Old Wang

was about to continue his outburst, but when he saw Xiao Min behind him—Xiao Min wearing a white down jacket, with fair skin, bright eyes, and delicate lips—Old Wang froze for a moment, immediately shutting his mouth. He nodded to Xiao Min and softly asked Ling Baobao, "Ling Baobao, who is this?"

Ling Baobao loudly replied, "My sister!" Old Wang said "Oh," hastily calming himself down, and quickly reached out to Xiao Min, saying, "Hello, hello! I'm Ling Baobao's homeroom teacher!"

Old Wang's enthusiasm left Xiao Min standing there, unsure of what to say, so she simply extended her hand. Old Wang warmly shook Xiao Min's hand and said loudly, "Ling Baobao is quite quick to understand and smart, but he's too mischievous and doesn't study hard. I'll have to keep a closer eye on him from now on!"

Xiao Min smiled awkwardly and forced a smile, saying, "Oh! Teacher Wang, I... I know Baobao is mischievous. He must have caused you a lot of trouble, right?" Old Wang

's hand was still tightly holding Xiao Min's slender hand. He hurriedly replied loudly, "You're too kind! It's what I should do as a teacher. He's naughty, so I have to discipline him. Don't worry!"

Old Wang was really greedy, not letting go of Xiao Min's hand. At this moment, Liu Song came out from inside. Seeing this, Old Wang hurriedly let go of her hand and said to Xiao Min, "When you come to school in the future, come sit in my office. Let's have a good talk about Ling Baobao's studies!"

Xiao Min thought that this teacher was too obvious. Such a direct approach was a bit annoying, so she reluctantly nodded. Old Wang left, and Ling Baobao and Xiao Min followed Liu Song into the dark room. Because of the stove burning, the whole room was filled with smoke. Liu Song automatically walked to the stove and sat down. When he saw that Xiao Min and Ling Baobao were still standing, he politely said, "Sit down! You are Ling Baobao's..." Xiao Min

hurriedly stood up and said, "I'm his sister!"

Liu Song asked with a suspicious look, "Oh! Why aren't his parents here?"

Xiaomin, now calmer, said quietly, "My family is busy with their business and hasn't been home for the past few days. My son told me, so I came!" Liu

Song nodded, looked at Ling Baobao, and said loudly, "Regarding Ling Baobao's repeated disciplinary violations, our political education department has already given him numerous reprimands and educations. However, in my opinion, his attitude and lack of improvement are very unsatisfactory. Therefore, we have no choice but to ask his parents to come and discuss the matter. Since his parents cannot come, and you are his older sister, I will be frank with you. Your younger brother is really mischievous. Our requirement now is that if he doesn't listen to our guidance, he will have to be expelled!"

Liu Song's words startled Ling Baobao. This Liu Song was deliberately threatening Xiaomin and me, exaggerating the severity of the matter like it was a murder. Xiaomin, however, remained calm, glancing at Ling Baobao and loudly scolding, "You good-for-nothing! You've only been studying for a short time and you've already caused so much trouble! Go, go stand outside by the door! Don't come in unless I call you! You're a disgrace!"

Xiaomin's sudden change in tone startled Liu Song, who quickly straightened up and stared at her. Ling Baobao was about to argue, but seeing Xiaomin's righteous face, he... Without a word, he stood up and went outside. He heard Xiaomin inside saying, "Teacher Liu, I'm so sorry! We know we were wrong, please give him another chance! If he doesn't behave, I'll break his legs and see if he can still cause trouble!"

Xiaomin reached out and tightly grasped Liu Song's hand. Liu Song tried to pull away but couldn't, his face flushed as he stared at Xiaomin. Xiaomin moved closer to Liu Song, making him even more anxious and uneasy. Liu Song's breathing became more rapid. He sat motionless in his chair, listening blankly to Xiaomin's words. Ling Baobao, standing outside, could only catch a few words here and there; the rest was muffled by the noise of the students in the nearby playground during their PE class. Through the window, Ling Baobao saw Xiaomin and Liu Song close together, whispering something. Ling Baobao felt annoyed; this Liu Song was another lecherous old man.

Not long after, Xiaomin and Liu Song came out. Liu Song smiled at Xiaomin and said, "It's okay! Go back! Our school will definitely discipline him properly! Don't worry about your family, but you should also persuade him to study hard!"

Xiaomin smiled charmingly and nodded repeatedly, which pleased Liu Song. Liu Song looked at Ling Baobao's face sternly and said, "Go back to class! You can't break the rules again! You know that! Your sister has it tough!" Ling Baobao

was confused by these inexplicable words, hurriedly nodded to Xiaomin, and ran towards the teaching building.

During this time, he saw Xiaomin and Liu Song walking side by side towards the school gate.

When Ling Baobao returned to the classroom, it was time for English class. After he called out "Report!", Wei Miaohua smiled slightly at him and nodded, and he ran back to his seat.

Ma Dali pretended to listen attentively to the lesson while writing something on a piece of paper and handing it to Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao secretly glanced at it and saw it read, "What have you done now? Old Wang praised you in class!"

Ling Baobao knew, of course, that "praise" was a derogatory term, but she hadn't expected Old Wang to announce her name to the whole class so quickly. Ling Baobao noticed that Fan Huajing, sitting in the front, was also listening attentively, but every now and then, as she lowered her head to take notes, she would turn and scan him a few times, her eyes full of comfort and apology.

Ling Baobao didn't react, just grinned at her, and Fan Huajing stopped looking back.

Soon, the third period ended. Wei Miaohua walked over to Ling Baobao, gave her a faint smile, and asked softly, "Are you alright now? Don't provoke Teacher Liu Song again! He's petty; if he doesn't like you, he'll feel uncomfortable every time he sees you!"

Ling Baobao didn't expect Wei Miaohua to say that and hurriedly replied, "I know, Teacher Wei! If he doesn't like me, I won't like him either!"

Wei Miaohua didn't expect Ling Baobao to say that and hurriedly criticized her, "He's a teacher, and a teacher from the Political Education Department, responsible for disciplining students. Why are you arguing with him? Just focus on your studies from now on, understand?" Ling Baobao was still unconvinced, but felt that she was only making Wei Miaohua more verbose by saying too much, so she pretended to obey and nodded, saying, "I know, Teacher Wei! Don't worry!" At this moment, the class bell rang, and Wei Miaohua returned to the podium. Ling Baobao listened attentively and began taking notes. Ma Dali, who had been sitting quietly to the side, saw Ling Baobao suddenly become serious and composed, and hurriedly squinted and whispered, "Why is there so much fuss about a kiss?"

Ling Baobao glanced at Ma Dali but ignored him. Ma Dali then said, "You'd better watch out so Liu Song doesn't catch you. Learn from me!"

Ling Baobao reached under the table and pinched Ma Dali's thigh hard, causing him to let out a loud, strange cry. The atmosphere in the classroom was instantly disrupted, and the students burst into laughter. Wei Miaohua angrily looked at Ling Baobao and said loudly, "Ma Dali, stand up! Who told you to shout in class!"

Ma Dali looked at Wei Miaohua, then at Ling Baobao who was still pretending to listen attentively, and said with a wronged expression, "Teacher! I was bitten by a turtle!"

Wei Miaohua was even angrier and pointed at Ma Dali, saying, "Ma Dali, stand properly! If you try to argue again, you'll have to stand outside!"

Ma Dali looked dejected and said, "Teacher! I was bitten by a turtle before, and now my thigh hurts at this time of year! Really, I'm not lying to you!"

Wei Miaohua knew that it must be Ling Baobao and Ma Dali who were behind this, so she looked at the serious Ling Baobao and said, "You stand and listen to the lesson! If you talk again, you'll have to stand outside!"

Ma Dali stood and listened to the lesson. Taking advantage of the moment when Ling Baobao was taking notes, she wrote a few characters on a piece of white paper and waved it at Ma Dali. It read, "Serves you right! You dared to curse me. I'm planning to castrate you at noon!"

Ma Dali's face turned even paler, and his legs trembled as he stood.

At lunchtime, Wei Miaohua finished collecting the homework, glared angrily at Ling Baobao, and left the classroom. Just as Ma Dali was about to sit down and relax, Ling Baobao suddenly twisted his arms behind his back, forcing Ma Dali's face to press against the desk. He cried out, "Ouch! Baobao! Forgive me! I know I was wrong! I was just joking! Don't take it seriously!"

Ling Baobao laughed and said, "Who's taking it seriously? I was just joking!"

Hearing this, Ma Dali grinned and said, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around! My stomach's growling, let's talk after we eat!"

Fan Huajing had already turned around and was staring at Ling Baobao. She patted Ma Dali's back vigorously and asked with concern, "Baobao, are you alright?"

Ling Baobao smiled and said, "I'm fine! What's wrong with me?"

Ma Dali called out from below, "Fan Huajing, if you want to ask Baobao..." "Baby! Why did you hit me?"

Fan Huajing slapped him hard on the back several times after hearing this, and said angrily, "I just wanted to hit you. So what! Is that a problem!"

At this moment, a tall figure stood at the classroom door. Ling Baobao let go of Ma Dali. Just as Ma Dali was about to open his mouth to say something, he also saw this person, Wu Dingtian. Wu Dingtian stood at the classroom door, looking at Yi Meimei. Yi Meimei was still tidying up her desk. Ling Baobao glanced at Wu Dingtian and said angrily, "This Wu Dingtian is really arrogant!"

Ma Dali whispered, "I told you Li Xiping had no chance, but you didn't believe me. If he can get Yi Meimei, so can I, Ma Dali. With Wu Dingtian standing there, no one can get past him!"

Ling Baobao thought so too. With Wu Dingtian's huge body and burly physique, Li Xiping was definitely no match for him in a one-on-one fight. But as long as Yi Meimei liked him, Wu Dingtian couldn't do anything about it!

As they were talking, Li Xiping coincidentally appeared at the window next to him, tapping on the glass and grinning at Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao pointed to Wu Dingtian at the door. Li Xiping turned around, glanced at Wu Dingtian, said nothing, and walked straight to the door. Ling Baobao was dumbfounded. What was Li Xiping going to do? Li Xiping pushed past Wu Dingtian's fat body and walked into the classroom. He nodded and greeted Yi Meimei generously before walking towards her. Yi Meimei blushed and glanced at Li Xiping before quickly picking up her schoolbag and leaving. Wu Dingtian at the door looked angry and confused. He glared angrily at Yi Meimei, pouted, and was about to say something when he saw Yi Meimei walking quickly forward, so he hurriedly followed. Seeing Li Xiping enter, Ma Dali exclaimed, "Oh dear! We're late! Someone beat us to it!"

Li Xiping calmly replied, "What's there to be afraid of? There's plenty of time and opportunity!"

Ling Baobao laughed and said, "You're playing the long game! What a brilliant strategy! You're like Zhuge Liang! But they also have a fierce Zhang Fei! You'd better watch out!"

Li Xiping lazily said, "Why talk about this? Let's fill our stomachs first! Let's eat!"

The three chatted and laughed as they prepared to go downstairs. As they passed the entrance of Class Six, Ling Baobao saw Hu Chengwei and Xiao Yiting sitting together intimately. Ling Baobao's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it. What does it feel like

? Chapter 82: A Cold Night of Spring Passion.

The afternoon passed by so quickly. After evening self-study, as Ling Baobao was about to return to his dormitory, Fan Huajing's lingering and affectionate eyes were once again gazing at him. Ling Baobao's sexual desire had long since subsided. After what happened that night, he now knew that intimacy on campus was unsafe, especially in a wide-open space like the playground. Ling Baobao simply shook his head at Fan Huajing and said, "Go home quickly! It's cold, be careful on the way!" As soon as

Ling Baobao finished speaking, Fan Huajing's eyes reddened. She wanted to say something but hesitated, grabbed her bag, lowered her head, and walked out of the classroom. Seeing this, Ma Dali chuckled and said, "Baby, if it were me, I'd climb over the wall and see her off! Fan Huajing may not be pretty, but she's got a slut vibe!"

Ling Baobao punched Ma Dali and said fiercely, "What the hell are you talking about? Get lost!"

Ma Dali shut up and said to Ling Baobao, "I'm going to find my chubby boyfriend!"

Ma Dali looked blissful, which was practically a provocation to Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao ignored Ma Dali, who left on his own, leaving Ling Baobao standing there in a daze.

Ling Baobao thought to herself, "Damn it, why am I such a coward?" She stuffed her backpack into her desk, ran downstairs, climbed over the wall behind the dormitory building, and went to the intersection outside the school to wait for Fan Huajing.

At the intersection, many students rode their bikes home. Ling Baobao stood by the roadside, like a wild beast searching for prey. From afar, Ling Baobao saw Fan Huajing wearing a fluffy hat, pushing a bike forward with a girl. The road surface was inexplicably icy, so the boys boldly rode across, while the girls carefully dismounted and pushed their bikes.

Fan Huajing stared at the dark figure standing by the roadside, momentarily stunned. Then Ling Baobao approached, took the bike from her, and Fan Huajing stood aside. The girl next to her smiled, said "Let's go now," and walked away slowly. Ling Baobao held Fan Huajing's hand and walked slowly. Fan Huajing said, "What? Why did you climb over the wall again? It's cold, you should go back soon!"

Ling Baobao didn't expect Fan Huajing to say that. She had imagined Fan Huajing would be moved to tears, but this was her reaction. Ling Baobao's heart sank, and she said, "I wanted to see you off. What's wrong? Do you think I'm being nosy?"

"Why are you saying that! I was just worried you'd get cold! You'll have to walk back later!"

Fan Huajing said aggrievedly.

Ling Baobao hadn't expected Fan Huajing to say that. For him, climbing over the wall was a simple matter; even the coldest weather didn't bother him. He was in great shape, so what was there to be afraid of? He had only thought Fan Huajing would be upset because of what happened that night, feeling guilty for causing him so much trouble. He hadn't expected this reaction. A bitter feeling welled up inside him. He shoved his bike at Fan Huajing and angrily said, "Fine! I'm going back! You can go by yourself!"

Ling Baobao turned and walked back. Fan Huajing called after him, but Ling Baobao ignored her. He felt incredibly hurt by this seemingly heartless treatment on this cold night. Seeing a row of lights on at the school gate, he walked straight there. Xiao Min's pool hall had already closed because business was slow at night. Only the flickering light from the television inside showed that Xiao Min hadn't gone to bed yet.

Fan Huajing had already ridden her bike home. Ling Baobao looked at the vast darkness behind her, thinking that if Fan Huajing caught up, she might still be moved, reach out and hug her, and kiss her. But all she could see was darkness, nothing at all.

Ling Baobao knocked on the door of the billiard hall. Xiao Min's voice came from inside. Ling Baobao replied that it was her, and the door creaked open. Xiao Min appeared in the doorway, her hair disheveled. Seeing the dazed Ling Baobao, she quickly invited her inside.

Xiao Min asked Ling Baobao what was wrong. Ling Baobao didn't say anything, but reached out and hugged Xiao Min. Xiao Min gently stroked Ling Baobao's head like she was taking care of a child, saying, "What's wrong? Did someone upset you again, or did you get into trouble again?"

Ling Baobao whispered, "No, I just missed you!

" Xiao Min asked, "What's wrong? Have you eaten?"

Ling Baobao shook her head and said, "I'm really hungry! I didn't eat much this afternoon, and now I'm really hungry!"

Xiao Min told Ling Baobao to sit by the stove and warm herself while she cooked him something. Xiaomin was wearing a thick cotton vest and tight-fitting thermal underwear. Xiaomin's legs were beautiful, long and shapely, far more attractive than Qiaojie's slender thighs. Looking at those legs, Ling Baobao immediately thought of the beauty of other parts of her body hidden by her clothes, and the pleasure those places brought him. He felt a surge of heat in his heart and a stirring in his lower body. His gaze naturally swept over her chest and abdomen. A silly smile appeared on his face. Xiaomin was a smart girl and naturally understood the meaning of his gaze. She glared at Ling Baobao, covered her chest with her hand, and said angrily, "Baobao, are you taking it out on me because you've been wronged? How many times have I looked? Haven't you had enough?"

With that, she turned to walk out of the small house. Ling Baobao quickly went over and hugged her waist, planting a kiss on her cheek, and said gently, "Sister Min, I think of you whenever something's on my mind! Really!" Xiaomin

struggled a few times but couldn't break free, so she leaned into his arms. Xiaomin said, "You came all the way here in the middle of the night just to say this? I thought you'd gotten into some huge trouble."

Ling Baobao felt a pang of sadness and quickly smiled, "Do you think I can only come to you when I'm in trouble?"

Xiaomin looked at Ling Baobao with affection and said softly, "Baobao, I didn't mean that. If I keep bothering you, what will happen to your studies?"

Ling Baobao sighed and resolutely said, "I know I won't neglect my studies, don't worry! It's just that I'll really think of you all the time, really, no matter what happens, good or bad, I'll always remember you." These words were spoken sincerely, like a warm current flowing into Xiaomin's heart. Xiaomin was very moved, and the two smiled at each other. Ling Baobao looked at her, seeing her slightly parted red lips, which, against her smiling face and white teeth, resembled two rosy petals, incredibly beautiful. His heart fluttered, and he suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, lowered his head, and kissed her small mouth. Xiaomin didn't resist, awkwardly responding. Ling Baobao proudly put her tongue in his mouth, sucking on it happily, while his hands moved down, caressing her bare legs inside her long johns. Xiaomin's legs were smooth and a little cool; instinctively, his hands gathered on her buttocks, grabbing and pinching them, as if playing with a wonderful toy. He was wearing only a small pair of panties on her buttocks, and his hands roamed over them, teasing her, gradually sliding into her cleft and teasing her most alluring and mysterious area. Even through the panties, Xiaomin trembled all over, whimpering through her nose. If Ling Baobao hadn't covered her mouth, she would have screamed out loud. Ling Baobao touched her and found that Xiaomin's cleft was wet, and the moisture was increasing. His fingers were even wet with her juices. Warm and slippery. Thinking that it was flowing from Xiaomin's genitals and was the result of his efforts, he couldn't help but feel smug.

Ling Baobao found the panties annoying, so he grabbed one side with each hand and pulled them down. Xiaomin broke free of his mouth and cried out, "No!" She tried to stop him with her little hands, but to no avail; the panties were off and under her buttocks. Ling Baobao's skillful fingers worked directly, one hand kneading her buttocks like dough, the other's middle finger inserting and probing her private area, occasionally touching her anus. Xiao Min was greatly stimulated, her delicate body trembling like leaves in the wind. She no longer cared about her shyness, crying out without restraint, "Baobao...Baobao...It's so itchy...Please let me go..."

Her arms wrapped affectionately around Ling Baobao's neck, her small mouth pressing against his face, kissing him wildly, her beautiful eyes half-closed, humming softly through her nose.

Ling Baobao was overjoyed by her kisses and said loudly, "Xiao Min, I want you, okay?"

Xiao Min shook her head and said, "No...okay," but her beautiful eyes gazed at him passionately and seductively. Xiao Min knew she wasn't being sincere, so he stopped teasing her, released her, and made her bend over, holding onto the table in the small room, sticking her buttocks up. Xiaomin disliked the position and didn't want to do it, so Lingbao called her "darling" a thousand times before Xiaomin reluctantly agreed. Xiaomin's top hung down, covering half of her buttocks. This half-covered, half-revealed state made it even more interesting. Lingbao lifted the top, fully exposing her white buttocks. Although Xiaomin's buttocks weren't as big as Qiaojie's, they were very round and perky, with a beautiful shape. Lingbao excitedly kissed and bit them, making Xiaomin laugh and scold, "Baobao, you're so annoying."

Lingbao said, "I'll kiss even better places. Make you feel even better." As he spoke, he spread her buttocks apart, his tongue sweeping over her private area. Xiaomin couldn't stand the stimulation and cried out, "Baobao...you're killing me...hurry up...come in..."

After crying out, she turned back and gave Lingbao a flirtatious look, her eyes gleaming with desire. Lingbao fell in love with Xiaomin's body. This body, which was like an enlightenment to him, he took out his penis, spread her buttocks apart, thrust a few times, and then slowly inserted it. Xiaomin took a deep breath in satisfaction. Xiao Min turned her head, licked her lips, and didn't answer. Ling Baobao happily leaned in and licked her tongue. His thrusts continued, in and out.

Ling Baobao whispered, "Min! I want to touch your breasts."

Xiao Min laughed and scolded, "You little pervert...you've taken advantage of me so much..."

But she still reached out a hand, unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her breasts. Ling Baobao took off her clothes. Now, Xiao Min was completely naked, her beautiful upper body exposed. Ling Baobao greedily kissed her back, each hand holding a breast, lovingly playing with them, pinching the nipples. His lower body, like a fierce tiger, charged forward fiercely, spring water slowly overflowing. Her lower abdomen slapped against her buttocks with a crisp sound. The two came together and parted, all of this making Ling Baobao extremely happy. He became excited, gently patting Xiao Min's buttocks with both hands, his lower body rising with power, thrusting faster and faster. He panted heavily, echoing Jinxiu's moans. The two were like a pair of sworn enemies, neither giving way, sweetly battling. Xiao Min groaned, "Baby...you...you're really something...you're so young...yet so amazing!" Ling Baobao laughed, "Sister Min, it's all because of you! Seeing you makes me even more amazing." Xiao Min said angrily, "It's all...your...cause of this..."

She then pinched Ling Baobao's thigh, and Ling Baobao deliberately cried out, "Ouch!" He then grabbed her waist and focused on his thrusts.

With Xiao Min's cooperation, Ling Baobao felt the urge to ejaculate. He took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and then thrust dozens more times, pushing Xiao Min to the peak of desire. Xiao Min cried out, "Baby...it feels so good...you're so good..."

A stream of heat poured onto his penis, making Ling Baobao's heart tremble with pleasure. He couldn't hold back any longer, and his hot semen shot like bullets onto Xiao Min's soft, white buttocks. Suddenly, Xiao Min smelled something burning and hurriedly said, "Oh no, the food's burnt!" Ling Baobao quickly turned off the gas valve and took the small gas canister down. When he returned and saw Xiaomin, completely naked, her lower body glistening with moisture, he chuckled. Xiaomin picked up her clothes from the floor, blushing as she hastily put them on, then grabbed a handful of her own genitals before dashing to the bed. Ling Baobao glanced at her; her buttocks trembled, her legs moving forward alternately, her cleft widening and narrowing, the mysterious forest below appearing and disappearing, alluring and sexy. His heart fluttered. He thought, "Xiaomin is such a good woman! Whoever marries her will be blessed!"

Ling Baobao quickly got into bed and crawled under the covers. It took a while for their cold bodies to warm up. Xiaomin said, "Your homeroom teacher seems nice, but he's actually a big pervert!"

Ling Baobao recalled the scene that morning when Lao Wang held Xiaomin's hand tightly, and laughed, "Lao Wang was just stunned by your beauty. Looks like Lao Wang's life isn't so great!"

"Your Director Liu Song looks serious and ruthless, but who knew he was such a coward? When he saw me get close, he was breathing so heavily, like he wanted to devour me whole! I've seen the true colors of these teachers these past few years!"

Ling Baobao said with a laugh. "I think it would be best if you stepped in if I ever need anything. You've completely won them over; they're all green with envy, just short of devouring you!"

Xiao Min pushed Ling Baobao and said angrily, "What if I get devoured? What will you do then? You'll still protect me! Watch me get bullied!"

Ling Baobao said with a laugh, "Don't worry, those people are all lust and no guts. Who would dare do anything to you!"

Xiao Min suddenly sighed and said, "I originally thought it would be better if you were an adult; I'd be willing to live with you. But you're so young, still in school. I'm really afraid I'll ruin you! That would be my sin!"

Ling Baobao gently patted Xiao Min's head and said, "It's okay, you're overthinking it. I'm fine; you can't ruin me! Don't overthink it!"

Chapter 83. The Beast

Liu Songling finally said goodbye to Xiaomin. After all, it wasn't good to stay out overnight. So she told Xiaomin to lock the door at night, and then, under the cover of darkness, she climbed over the wall behind the faculty dormitory building next to the school gate. The light was still on in Wei Miaohua's room on the first floor. Ling Baobao quietly crouched down by the window and looked up. Through a corner of the curtain, she saw Wei Miaohua engrossed in reading. Ling Baobao knew that Wei Miaohua was preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam, and she immediately felt that Wei Miaohua was about to leave. Wei Miaohua was focused and didn't seem to care. Distracted, Ling Baobao found Wei Miaohua quite alluring. Just as she was about to tiptoe away, she heard a knocking sound at Wei Miaohua's door. Curious to see who was knocking on her teacher's door so late at night, Ling Baobao called out, "Who is it?" There was no response. As soon as she opened the door a crack, a dark figure burst in. Ling Baobao recognized him immediately—Liu Song! Had Liu Song not given up on pursuing Wei Miaohua? Ling Baobao was furious. "That bastard! Why is he always running into the female teacher's dormitory?" she thought. Liu Song's face was flushed, and his eyes were glazed; he had clearly drunk quite a bit. Wei Miaohua stood at the door, covering her nose, and said softly, "Director Liu, I'm studying here. Aren't you worried about the impact of coming here in the middle of the night? You're a school leader!"

Liu Song stood sideways, his hands flailing wildly in the air as if trying to grab something, but failing. He mumbled incoherently, "Study! What are you studying for! You just want to take the postgraduate entrance exam and leave this place, right? You're so ungrateful! I went through so much trouble to get you into this school as a teacher, and now you want to leave?"

Wei Miaohua gently closed the door and stood in the doorway, saying softly, "Director Liu, you've already received what I owed you. What else do you want? Besides, I'm taking the postgraduate entrance exam for myself, it has nothing to do with you!"

Liu Song's neck spun around like a chicken's neck, then stopped at a fixed point. He stared blankly at Wei Miaohua, then suddenly said with a grin, "I'm the director of the Political Education Department, I'm a leader, I don't even know this..." "I care, I'm not afraid of what others will say. Think about it, I really care about you, don't I?" Liu Song said, lunging at Wei Miaohua. Wei Miaohua dodged, and Liu Song fell onto the washbasin shelf behind the door, scattering the washbasin, towel, and soap all over the floor, creating a mess. Liu Song leaned against the wall, slowly turned around, and lewdly said, "You're so annoying, trying to avoid me! Sorry for knocking over your washbasin, I'll pick it up for you." Liu Song slowly bent down, about to pick up the washbasin, when his head tilted, his body swayed, and he slammed his head against the wall with a thud. Strands of hair were scattered on Liu Song's bald head, now messy, and combined with his flushed face, he looked incredibly comical. Wei Miaohua stood aside, angrily watching everything unfold. Liu Song slumped to the ground, still grumbling, "Miaohua, I really like you. You're so much better than that old hag at home. That old hag only knows how to nag from morning till night, she's so annoying! I really can't live with her anymore. Can you understand my feelings? I'm so miserable!"

Liu Song started crying as he spoke. His clothes, stained white by the wall plaster, were now streaming down his face, making him look utterly ridiculous. Wei Miaohua calmly said, "Director Liu, you've had too much to drink! Don't sit on the floor, get up! It'll be bad if someone sees you!" Liu Song

sat on the floor like a child throwing a tantrum, kicking his legs wildly and waving his white-stained sleeves around—a complete scoundrel. Wei Miaohua stood there for a moment, then simply ignored him and went into the back room. She sat down at the table and started reading. Liu Song grumbled for a while, but seeing that Wei Miaohua didn't respond, he slowly stood up. Perhaps the commotion had sobered him up quite a bit. He stood there, brushed the white dust off his clothes, and smoothed a few strands of hair on his forehead. Then he walked behind Wei Miaohua, looked at her for a while, and whispered, "Miaohua, I'm sorry! I get a little emotional after drinking. Don't mind me, I'm just telling the truth!"

Wei Miaohua didn't move, still sitting in her chair, engrossed in her book. Ling Baobao saw Liu Song lick his lips, like a wolf eyeing a sheep, and suddenly reach out and hug Wei Miaohua from behind. Wei Miaohua shuddered, trying to stand up but Liu Song held her down. Liu Song rested his head on Wei Miaohua's head, his eyes slightly closed, as if enjoying a delicious treat. Wei Miaohua's face flushed red, her cheeks puffed out. Ling Baobao was absolutely furious. This Liu Song had revealed his true colors! A married man with children, a teacher, yet he harbored such a despicable heart. Ling Baobao wanted to spit in his face.

Liu Song hugged Wei Miaohua tightly, saying, "Miaohua, I really, really love you. Think about how much effort I put into getting you into this school. When we first got together, you have no idea how much I was willing to die for you. I truly love you. I feel like we might have been destined for each other in our past lives. Although I'm married to you earlier in this life, I'm willing to sacrifice everything for you. If you're willing, I'll even divorce my wife for you, if you're willing!"

As he spoke, Liu Song rested his head on Wei Miaohua's shoulder, inhaling deeply the fragrance of her hair. His arms tightened around her, making her breasts appear even more prominent. Just as Liu Song was momentarily stunned, Wei Miaohua suddenly stood up, breaking free from his embrace. She glared angrily at Liu Song and said, "Director Liu, you've already succeeded several times! What more do you want? You have a wife and children, but I'm not married yet. Who are you being fair to by doing this?"

Liu Song smiled awkwardly yet stubbornly, saying, "Miaohua, I'm telling the truth, I'm not lying to you! Please believe me!"

Wei Miaohua sat on the edge of the bed, tilting her head, and said, "Go away now. I don't want to talk to you anymore, I don't want anything to do with you. Go away!"

Liu Song stood there for a long time without speaking, looking utterly helpless and lost, his head drooping, sighing... She let out a breath, but then, like a leopard, Liu Song pounced on Wei Miaohua by the bedside. He grabbed her collar with both hands and forcefully pulled it apart. With a cat-like cry from Wei Miaohua, a patch of snow-white breasts was revealed. A white silk lace bra tightly hugged her perky breasts, and her snow-white cleavage was clearly visible. Liu Song grabbed her bra again and pretended to pull it off. "No! Don't! Please don't, let me go!"

Liu Song's hands, through the bra, grasped her two full and soft breasts and began to knead them wantonly. Wei Miaohua's body trembled. At this moment, her mind went blank. Her breasts were kneaded painfully, but she dared not resist. She could only twist her delicate body in pain. Liu Song kissed Wei Miaohua's snow-white neck frantically, panting as he said, "That's right. As long as you're obedient and make me feel good, I'll be gentle with you. You used to be with me, so let me have some fun before you leave, so I won't be alone later." He reached out a hand, slipping it into her bra along her deep cleavage, grasping one of her soft, smooth breasts and slowly kneading it, occasionally pinching her delicate nipple. Wei Miaohua felt a chill run through her body, her body weak. She glared resentfully at Liu Song's ugly old face, a nameless sorrow welling up inside her. Liu Song pulled Wei Miaohua's shoulder straps apart, impatiently pushing up her bra. With a cry of pain, Wei Miaohua's pair of snow-white breasts bounced, completely exposed to the bald Liu Song, her red, grape-like nipples trembling slightly on her chest. Liu Song held her full, sexy, slightly trembling body tightly, his hands kneading her soft, elastic, and white breasts while insulting her, "What beautiful breasts! It would be a shame not to let me play with them properly."

Wei Miaohua bit her lips, turning her head away in shame. Under Liu Song's caresses, her nipples slowly hardened and became erect. Wei Miaohua felt ashamed of her body's involuntary reaction. She closed her mesmerizing eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down her fair cheeks. Liu Song's breathing gradually became heavy. He buried his face in Wei Miaohua's deep cleavage, sucking on her nipple. Her uniquely full breasts deeply stimulated the frenzied Liu Song. He caressed and sucked her breasts more and more roughly, causing her a tearing pain, but it was far less than the pain in her heart. At this moment, Liu Song's hand had already slipped inside Wei Miaohua's pants, caressing her thighs covered in thermal underwear for a while. Then he lifted her thermal underwear, revealing her alluring lower body clad in white silk panties, which accentuated her fair and delicate skin, giving it an enticing sheen. A few long pubic hairs peeked out from the sides of her panties, making her look even more sexy and alluring. Liu Song lifted one of her slender and graceful legs and placed it on his shoulder, pressing his fingers against her private area and rubbing her soft, mysterious forest through her panties. Wei Miaohua felt as if her hip bone was being torn apart, and she screamed in agony. Involuntarily, she rose on her tiptoes. Her private area was being violated, and Wei Miaohua jolted awake as if from a dream. She desperately grabbed Liu Song's hand, which was rubbing her sensitive area

, and pleaded with him, crying, "No! Don't! Please, spare me! Ah..." Liu Song didn't respond. He lifted Wei Miaohua up, making her kneel. Wei Miaohua let out a desperate cry as her underwear, which had been covering her, was pulled down to her knees, revealing her fair, pink buttocks. Her full buttocks and alluring cleft were sometimes visible, sometimes hidden. Excitedly, Liu Song reached out and slapped Wei Miaohua's snow-white buttocks hard with a 'smack'. Wei Miaohua cried out in pain, and tears of humiliation streamed down her face. Liu Song saw that Wei Miaohua's pink buttocks looked even more exquisite and translucent under the dim light, revealing an alluring luster. Liu Song smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her lower body and couldn't help but hug her pink buttocks and kiss her passionately.

After a long while, Liu Song stood up, quickly stripped off his clothes, and kicked apart her tightly pressed legs, completely exposing her full and alluring secret forest to the beast: the soft, dark pubic hair lay flat on the forest, and a pair of pink, moist openings were tightly closed at the base of her snow-white thighs. Liu Song swallowed, his hand stroking her soft pubic hair, his fingers spreading open her two delicate openings, and inserting them into her slightly moist openings, probing and stirring. Wei Miaohua could no longer control herself and couldn't help but cry out, her snow-white fingers gripping the sheets tightly, twisting her two snow-white buttocks in pain, trying to get rid of the fingers invading her lower body. Liu Song's lower body was now as hard as iron, and the faint fragrance emanating from Wei Miaohua aroused his long-suppressed lust. Wei Miaohua's weak and powerless struggles only fueled his bestial desire. Liu Song grabbed her shoulders, which were heaving with sobs, and flipped her over. He grabbed her breasts, which resembled ripe peaches, and began to knead them. While sucking on her nipples, one of his dark hands slid down her breasts, across her flat, white abdomen, and began to caress her private area.

"No! Don't! Please... don't... ah..."

Wei Miaohua cried and begged Liu Song with her last hope, but Liu Song was completely blinded by lust and paid no heed to her pleas. Liu Song lifted one of Wei Miaohua's jade-like legs onto his shoulder, caressing her smooth, plump thigh while his hand caressed her genitals. Wei Miaohua felt her final fear, desperately bracing herself against Liu Song's pressing chest, twisting her almost naked body. Liu Song, however, tightly gripped one of her full breasts and shouted, "Beauty, I'm coming!"

With that, he thrust his lower body forward, and

with a "whoosh," Liu Song, like a beast, invaded Wei Miaohua's body.

Ling Baobao felt a chill run down his spine, his eyes seeing stars. "This beast! Damn it, I'll castrate you one day, then we'll see if you dare bully women again!" Ling Baobao cursed inwardly, but he was powerless in the face of the scene before him. He wished he could rush in immediately, kick Liu Song off Wei Miaohua, and slap him hard across the face.

Wei Miaohua's legs tightened, her delicate body trembled violently a few times, her head snapped back, revealing her slender, white neck, and she let out a long, drawn-out scream. Ling Baobao couldn't take it anymore. He got up and pounded on the glass as if he were about to smash it through. He made a strange whooshing sound, which, combined with the urgent pounding, silenced the room. Ling Baobao continued pounding, the sound jarring and obvious in the empty darkness. Meanwhile, Liu Song, who was inside the room, was suddenly thrown off the bed by Wei Miaohua. Liu Song frantically dressed, while Wei Miaohua grabbed clothes and hastily put on

84 disinfectant. Chapter 84 A Beautiful Counterattack

Seeing the chaos in the room, Ling Baobao felt she had successfully caused trouble. She quickly bent down and ran towards the dormitory. The security guard at the faculty and staff gate was dozing off by the stove as usual. Ling Baobao easily passed through this obstacle and returned to the dormitory. Ling Baobao felt very relieved, but she was also worried about Wei Miaohua. This Liu Song had taken advantage of Wei Miaohua's cowardice in not wanting to make a big deal out of it and would extort her again. She hoped that Wei Miaohua could boldly resist and not give this beast a chance.

The liveliness in the dormitory continued. Ma Dali was burrowed under the covers, talking loudly about something. Seeing Ling Baobao return, Ma Dali shouted, "Where have you been messing with girls again? You're quite the oddball. Of all the guys here, you're the most elusive, always on the go. You probably don't even remember who your buddies are!" Ling

Baobao laughed and cursed, "You son of a bitch, Ma Dali! You know exactly what I do. You're like a tapeworm in my stomach. Besides, you son of a bitch, I wish I could forget you, but that's harder than climbing to heaven. If your shitty name could disappear from my mind, I'd rather be called..." "Damn it!"

Li Xiping said, "You're absolutely right. I don't want to remember the name Ma Dali either, it's annoying, but just like people need to poop, you have to poop eventually, haha! I can't forget this great name! This great man!"

Hu Chengwei continued, "Speaking of Ma Dali, he's a once-in-a-millennium talent. It seems we really should erect a monument for Ma Dali, remember him well, cherish his memory, and keep him in our hearts forever. We hope Ma Dali's spirit in heaven can see the loyalty of his brothers!"

Ma Dali, shirtless, sat up and angrily said, "We were talking about the baby, why are you talking about me? Really, you guys are really..." "You're such a weathervane, always jumping the gun! I've seen it all!"

Ling Baobao laughed, patted Ma Dali's bare shoulder, and said, "You're still too green, be more careful next time! Kid!"

Ling Baobao then said sternly, "Weren't you going to find your chubby one? Report to the organization, how's it going?"

Li Xiping laughed loudly, "Let me hear your romantic story with your chubby one, let me be moved!"

Ma Dali turned around and lay down, crawling into the blankets, muttering, "You guys just take it out on me, make fun of me, I'm like a sheep falling into a wolf's den!"

As Ling Baobao spoke, she reached for Ma Dali's lower body. He grabbed her, teasingly saying, "Did you ruin her? Tell me! What did it feel like?"

Ling Baobao grabbed a soft, squishy thing. Ma Dali cried out, "Sleep! Sleep! Stop it! Okay! Baobao, I'm sorry! Please! Stop it! If you really want to know what it feels like, I'll give her to you, how about that?"

Ling Baobao knew Ma Dali was a little angry, so she stopped teasing him, let go, made the bed, and crawled into her own blanket. The group chatted idly, and soon they all drifted off to sleep. The cold night made the whole campus feel desolate.

The next day, Li Xiping was summoned to the Political Education Office by Liu Song and made to stand outside as punishment. Ling Baobao, standing on the third floor of the teaching building, saw Li Xiping standing alone and helpless outside the dark room. She wondered what was going on. Why was he being called to the dark room by Liu Song so early in the morning? What had Li Xiping done? Just as Ling Baobao was wondering, she saw Wu Dingtian looking at her from his classroom window with a smug expression. Ling Baobao thought something was definitely wrong, so she said to Ma Dali, "After the second period, go to the dark room and linger there. Be careful not to let Liu Song see you. Quietly ask Xiping what happened."

Ma Dali looked at Ling Baobao timidly and said, "If Liu Song sees me, he won't make me stand there too, will he? "

Ling Baobao looked at Ma Dali's timid appearance and said, "Can you stop being so cowardly? Can't you be more careful, you idiot! You're usually so loud and boisterous, but now you're such a coward!"

Ma Dali didn't say anything more and lowered his head. Fan Huajing sat at the desk in front of Ling Baobao. Ever since Ling Baobao misunderstood what she said that night, Ling Baobao had been avoiding her for the past few days. When Fan Huajing turned around to talk to him, he would talk about other things and act absentmindedly. Fan Huajing knew that Ling Baobao was angry with her, so she tried to talk to him in various ways, but this only made Ling Baobao more disgusted. So, Fan Huajing stopped bothering Ling Baobao and sadly turned her back, but she still quietly listened to everything Ling Baobao did behind her. When Ma Dali hesitated after Ling Baobao asked him to investigate, Fan Huajing turned around and said with a grin, "Why don't I go with you? I'm not afraid of what Liu Song can do to me!"

Ma Dali was annoyed by Fan Huajing's words and retorted, "You're so brave, so capable, you're such a man, okay?"

Ma Dali's pouting made Fan Huajing laugh heartily. Ling Baobao said, "What business is it of yours if we boys are talking? And you're eavesdropping!"

Fan Huajing glanced at Ling Baobao and remained silent, turning away while still chuckling.

Ling Baobao said to Ma Dali, "Look at you, you're usually the most boisterous, but now you're so cowardly, you can't even stand up to a girl!"

Ma Dali rolled his eyes at Fan Huajing, who had already turned away, and nodded in agreement.

After the second period, Ma Dali dashed downstairs like a monkey. Ling Baobao quickly followed, intending to peek over the corridor railing to see what was happening. At this moment, Fan Huajing also came out and followed behind Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao remained silent, letting her follow.

Soon, Ma Dali appeared on the path downstairs, heading towards the dark building. Li Xiping, still standing at the door of the dark building, saw Ma Dali sneaking over and his face immediately lit up. He winked at Ma Dali, who pretended to be passing by. He first glanced at the dark building through the window, then secretly stood next to Li Xiping. The two quickly exchanged a few words, and then Ma Dali darted away like a grasshopper. Several teachers from the Political Education Office had come out. Having completed his task, Ma Dali darted back to the third floor of the teaching building like a monkey, panting as he approached Ling Baobao. He said, "Xiping said that his troubles were caused by Yi Meimei. Ask Yi Meimei what she did."

What did Yi Meimei do? What did Li Xiping mean by that? Ma Dali, still panting, patted his chest and said, "Luckily I ran fast, you all saw it, otherwise I would have been caught too!"

Fan Huajing laughed and said, "You're like a mouse, it's a miracle you were caught!"

Ma Dali rolled his eyes at Fan Huajing and said, "Why do you always have to get involved in everything!"

Fan Huajing grinned and said, "I'm willing!"

The two stopped bickering. Ling Baobao had already returned to the classroom, and he had obviously gone in to question Yi Meimei.

Yi Meimei seemed to have anticipated Ling Baobao's questioning, and sat calmly in her seat, looking at Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao sat down in the seat in front of Yi Meimei, staring at her and asking, "What happened to Li Xiping? Why was he arrested by the Political Education Office so early this morning?"

Yi Meimei stared at Ling Baobao for a long time, then coldly said, "You're asking me? You should ask him yourself!"

Ling Baobao was somewhat surprised by Yi Meimei's temper, and quickly changed his tone, asking gently, "What exactly happened? We can't let him stand there humiliated, can we? Besides, it's so cold!"

This time, Yi Meimei nodded apologetically at Ling Baobao and said, "Actually, it's all because of me!"

Ling Baobao found questioning difficult; the two of them were trying to decipher each other's meaning like they were playing a riddle, which was exhausting. So Ling Baobao asked directly, "Just tell me what happened, okay? Stop beating around the bush. Tell us so we can think of a solution!"

Yi Meimei paused for a moment, then said shyly, "Li Xiping writes me love letters all the time, you should know that, right?"

"What? Writing love letters?"

Ling Baobao really didn't know. She thought to herself, "Li Xiping, you son of a bitch, you're being so romantic, secretly writing love letters to someone." Ling Baobao shook her head. Yi Meimei was shocked when she saw it, and then continued, "He wrote me a letter almost every day, which I put in my schoolbag. Who knew that Wu Dingtian would see it yesterday and take all the love letters away? I didn't know anything about it until today when I saw Li Xiping standing at the entrance of the Political Education Office. I think Li Xiping must have been reported. This Wu Dingtian is the same; he dragged me into this mess. What am I supposed to do? How will these teachers view me in the future?"

Yi Meimei looked around in panic. Almost all the other students were in the corridor outside. Yi Meimei said with some relief, "Please don't tell anyone. I really don't know what to do. It's my fault that Li Xiping got into this mess. There's nothing I can do!"

Ling Baobao understood what had happened after hearing this. No wonder Wu Dingtian had come to her classroom window to provoke her. He must have taken these letters to the Political Education Office to report Li Xiping, saying that Li Xiping wasn't studying properly and was always chasing girls and having early relationships. Sure enough, Li Xiping was arrested by the Political Education Office.

The third period ended, and Ling Baobao and Ma Dali were about to go out for some fresh air when they saw Li Xiping standing by the window, waving at them. Ling Baobao was overjoyed and quickly ran out of the classroom, asking, "Brother, you're released! What happened to you?"

Li Xiping smiled at Ling Baobao and said, "It's all that bastard Wu Dingtian's doing! Wu Dingtian actually took the love letter I wrote to Yi Meimei and reported me to the political education office. That bastard, just wait and see how I deal with him!"

Ling Baobao laughed and said, "Then why did the political education office release you?"

Li Xiping spat and said, "Don't even mention it. At first, they made me admit my mistakes. What mistakes did I make? Why should I admit my mistakes? I wouldn't admit them. Bald Liu Song made me stand outside and think it over before going into the dark room. I was freezing outside, and I couldn't take it anymore, so I went inside and admitted that I shouldn't have neglected my studies, shouldn't have chased girls, shouldn't have had a puppy love. Then I wrote a letter of self-criticism and was released!"

"Oh! That's easy! Why don't you admit your mistake sooner and then keep making the same mistake, haha!"

Ling Baobao thought this was a good idea and whispered with a grin.

"Hahaha!"

Li Xiping also laughed loudly, "That's exactly what I was thinking, so I quickly wrote a self-criticism and came back, haha! I'll keep making the same mistake!"

Their loud and unrestrained laughter startled everyone in the corridor, who turned to look. When Yi Meimei, who was sitting in the classroom, saw Ling Baobao and Li Xiping standing together, she was first surprised, then lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look anymore.

Just then, Ling Baobao saw Wu Dingtian following a teacher towards the Political Education Office, glancing upwards as he went. When he saw Ling Baobao and Li Xiping, he showed a look of intense hatred. Watching Wu Dingtian being led to the office, Ling Baobao chuckled and said, "Did someone report Wu Dingtian too? Well, the wicked get their comeuppance!"

Unexpectedly, Li Xiping chuckled and said, "He reported me, so I can't report him! Hahaha!"

Ling Baobao looked at Li Xiping in astonishment and said, "Dude, what are we doing? A series of schemes? It's getting confusing!"

Li Xiping patted Ling Baobao on the shoulder and said, "Bald Liu Song asked me to write a self-criticism, so I just casually included Wu Dingtian's story in it, hahaha, I'll..." "Wu Dingtian wrote down everything, both true and false, so I made him stand there and experience the feeling," Ling Baobao said, giving Li Xiping a thumbs-up. "Dude, that was a good move! That counterattack was great!"

The two quietly observed the situation in the dark house downstairs. They saw Wu Dingtian standing by the door outside the dark house with his head down. After a while, he went inside and didn't come out until the school bell rang. The two clapped their hands and said, "Great, great! That counterattack was brilliant, it completely demoralized the enemy! Haha! Good deeds are rewarded, and evil deeds are punished!"

Satisfied, the two went to their respective classrooms for class. It was even colder outside, and their breaths were as noticeable and powerful as jet engines.

Ling Baobao enjoyed the last class and listened attentively. Ma Dali looked at the female Chinese teacher on the podium and secretly wrote a sentence on a piece of paper for Ling Baobao to see. Ling Baobao was shocked after reading it. Ma Dali wrote on the note: "According to my investigation, this person is none other than the wife of Liu Song

, the bald man from the Political Education Department!" Ling Baobao was shocked. Could it be that his Chinese teacher of half a year was Liu Song's wife? But the two looked quite different in age. Ling Baobao hadn't paid much attention to this Chinese teacher before, simply because she was very pretentious in everything she did, which he disliked. So he had always ignored this female teacher and hadn't paid attention to her family. He was curious about Liu Song's wife; what kind of person could tolerate this beast? He never expected to find out something he had always wanted to know but never had a way of knowing. Ling Baobao gave Ma Dali a thumbs-up and whispered, "You're really awesome, kid. It's a pity you're not a spy or a special agent!"

Ma Dali shook his head smugly and whispered, "That's right! So you guys have to respect me from now on! Don't be so disrespectful!" 11-13

85. Chapter 85 The Storyteller

The Chinese teacher's name was Lü Guihua. She wore thick, bottle-bottom-shaped glasses and had fashionable permed hair. Her eyes would occasionally roll upwards when she spoke. She had a square face with prominent cheekbones, and her cheeks were always puffed out as if she were holding a date. Ling Baobao couldn't understand why Liu Song would fall for her. Although she looked much younger than Liu Song, Lü Guihua's appearance was definitely not Liu Song's type. Yet, the two got married. Judging from the reasons Liu Song gave in Wei Miaohua's dormitory that night, Lü Guihua clearly lacked passion and attraction in bed, which left Liu Song feeling repressed and sexually frustrated. He probably felt he would only experience the masculine virility when he conquered Wei Miaohua. Ling Baobao carefully observed the Chinese teacher before her. Although she thought the teacher was unattractive, her speech and temperament were approachable, and she wasn't difficult to get along with.

As time slowly passed, Ling Baobao noticed the uneven gait of her Chinese teacher, Lü Guihua, and began to understand Liu Song's feelings. This woman didn't pay much attention to her appearance or makeup; while her speech was feminine, her demeanor lacked any real womanly presence or allure. Meanwhile,

Ma Dali scurried off again to find his chubby girlfriend. Since getting that girlfriend, he had clearly drifted further and further away from the organization, obviously indulging in romantic relationships. Li Xiping and others were standing in the corridor outside Class 6. Seeing Ling Baobao walking over looking sullen, he smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Did someone bother you?"

Ling Baobao looked up at Li Xiping and asked, "Aren't you going to chase after your Yi Meimei?"

Li Xiping smiled mischievously and said with a wry smile, "Now we're operating underground. We can't be open about it anymore. If Liu Song and his spies find out, I'll be in big trouble!"

Ling Baobao patted Li Xiping's shoulder and said, "Good! A moment of patience brings peace. Not bad, you have great talent and strategy, the demeanor of a great general!"

Li Xiping pushed Ling Baobao's hand away and said with a smile, "Stop being cheeky! Let's eat! I'm starving!"

At lunchtime, they saw the head chef, Fatty Tuo, already standing at the window serving food. Fatty Tuo didn't make eye contact with Ling Baobao, just as calmly as he would with anyone else. After getting his food, he coldly called out, "Next. " Qiao Jie was already dressed up and standing at the small commodity sales window, smiling charmingly at anyone who might look in her direction. Ling Baobao always wondered whether Qiao Jie was naturally alluring or deliberately putting on an act to attract more naive and clueless young men to buy things from her. This woman seemed to be radiating dazzling light at all times, and like a black hole, she absorbed all eyes.

Si Quan also came to inspect the canteen. The logistics department manages the school's student canteen, faculty canteen, student dormitory, classroom equipment, and various teaching and logistical support. Si Quan, the director, can be said to be quite capable. Teachers and canteen staff usually treat him with utmost respect. Although Si Quan's eyes were scanning the students and cooks, his peripheral vision was always on Qiao Jie. Si Quan deliberately lingered at Qiao Jie's window. Qiao Jie noticed Si Quan's intention and deliberately turned her body to the side, not looking at the canteen outside. When Si Quan saw that Qiao Jie was not looking at him, he felt bored. After wandering around the canteen for a while, he went into the kitchen. Seeing that Qiao Jie didn't want to talk to him, he took the initiative to go over and make conversation.

When the head chef, Fatty Tuo, saw Si Quan enter, he greeted him with a smile. The two chatted casually, and Si Quan's eyes occasionally darted towards Qiao Jie. Qiao Jie pretended not to see him and turned away towards the window. Si Quan realized Qiao Jie didn't want to see him at all, and feeling embarrassed, he chatted with Fatty Tuo for a few more minutes before leaving the kitchen. Ling Baobao witnessed all of this. She realized that Si Quan hadn't given up on Qiao Jie since his alleged assault in the office; he was still hung up on her!

That evening, after self-study, she saw Li Xiping hand Yi Meimei over. A short while later, Yi Meimei returned to her seat, packing her books, looking angry. Ling Baobao saw Li Xiping staring at her from outside the window, looking dejected and gesturing for her. She quickly packed her books, abandoned Ma Dali, and dashed out. After hearing Li Xiping's explanation, Li Xiping realized that when he had planned to ask Yi Meimei to go out and talk, Yi Meimei had only said one sentence to him: "There's no future for us, I think we should just give up!"

Li Xiping was stunned. He hadn't expected to end up like this, and he felt very unwilling. He dragged Ling Baobao over the wall and went to a small restaurant outside the school. The two ordered a bottle of local specialty liquor and sat down to eat and drink. Ling Baobao didn't usually like drinking liquor, but seeing Li Xiping's distress, and out of brotherly loyalty, he readily agreed to drink with them. Halfway through the drinks, Li Xiping started rambling incoherently, sometimes cursing Wu Dingtian, sometimes lamenting Yi Meimei's lack of loyalty, saying that he had genuinely liked her, and she had just broken up with him like that. Finally, as the two smoked their cigarettes and only saw that they were left in the restaurant, Li Xiping suddenly burst into loud, unrestrained laughter. He said to Ling Baobao, "Baobao, brother, I'm going to tell you a story that happened to me today! You have to listen carefully! Don't laugh at me, and don't mock me." Ling Baobao looked at Li Xiping's dazed eyes through his drunken state and knew that he was telling the story very seriously, so he nodded heavily.

Li Xiping took a deep drag on his cigarette, then slowly said, "When I was in junior high school, we had a teacher named Liu Caiyun. Once, I was sick and stayed in the hospital in our town. She often came to take care of me. Because my home was far from town, I had no one to take care of me, only her. She took care of me every day, just like she would her own child, which gave me a long-lost feeling of being cared for. That warmth in my heart was reflected on my face, and I felt a lot more affection for her.

To be honest, she wasn't much older than me, but I don't know why, I just liked seeing her, liked having her by my side, and I could tell that she liked me too, liked talking to me!

One day, Teacher Liu Caiyun came to see me. She sat next to me and poured some red..." The porridge made from sweet potatoes was served in a white porcelain bowl. She scooped up a little with a white porcelain spoon, gently blew on it to cool it down, and then brought it to my lips. Her pale lip gloss shimmered with a fluorescent, slightly alluring bright purple. Seeing this on her usually kind and gentle face was a little unbelievable, but I didn't ask. As I opened my mouth to drink the porridge, I unexpectedly saw a faint purple glint on the rim of the spoon—Liu Caiyun's lip print. This gave me a strange feeling, as if I had indirectly kissed Liu Caiyun. This caused me unprecedented panic; my heart pounded, and my face flushed. Liu Caiyun looked over, saw my expression, put down the bowl and spoon, and asked with concern, "Xiping, why is your face so red? Is something wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?" "

After saying that, she stood up and placed her delicate hand on my forehead. This was another instance of her skin touching me. I remember she was wearing a sleeveless black suit, the black skirt flowing naturally, revealing her full figure and highlighting her mature womanly charm. She wore black high-heeled sandals, each toe meticulously manicured, pink and delicate. At that moment, I swallowed hard, and the image of what kind of underwear she was wearing naturally popped into my mind. Am I a pervert? A teacher is taking care of me, and I'm imagining things like this?"

Li Xiping glanced at Ling Baobao and continued, "I guess I developed early." It seemed I already understood a lot about relationships between men and women. Whenever I saw Liu Caiyun, my heart would race, my face would flush, and I'd feel aroused! I forced myself to look away, then smiled foolishly, looking up into Liu Caiyun's beautiful eyes. At the same time, my manhood suddenly hardened, pushing up the white sheet covering me, showing how intense I was. To my surprise, Liu Caiyun blushed, a look of confusion appearing in her beautiful eyes as she stared intently at me. Her delicate hand slowly moved towards my face. I heard her thoughts: "My God, how can she have such alluring eyes? Isn't this the man I've been searching for? I want to be his woman."

Hearing this, Ling Baobao burst into laughter. Li Xiping glared at her and said angrily, "What? You don't believe me! I really could feel that atmosphere back then. If you don't understand, don't bother me! I was shocked at the time, realizing that my eyes must have some kind of bewitching hypnosis, capable of firmly attracting women's minds and arousing their emotions, making them obedient to my every command. Of course, I don't know if it works on men yet, and I don't want to try it for now. Thinking of this, my eyes gradually returned to normal, and I coughed hard, waking Liu Caiyun. When she woke up, she looked at me with an incredibly pitiful gaze." My heart skipped a beat. Good heavens, she was like an elder to me; how could I have such strange thoughts about her? I was, after all, a genuine virgin. But my mind was still racing, filled with wild fantasies, especially when I saw her impressive breasts, which were practically bare. Alas, I was just a naive, developing teenager, completely inexperienced in love, and my self-control was far inferior to those seasoned veterans. In this state, my gaze inevitably drifted to her outer garment. Staring intently at the small black mole peeking out from below my abdomen, a surge of intense emotion coursed between Liu Caiyun and me. Her beautiful eyes, like drops of spring water, locked onto me, her fair skin flushed, and her small hands began to tremble, unsure of where to place them, displaying a girlish shyness. I, of course, was completely unaware of this at the time, but according to Liu Caiyun's later account, at that very moment, my clear black and white pupils emitted a rainbow of light, then returned to darkness, possessing an irresistible magic that drew her completely in. With a soft moan, she rolled into my arms as I lay on the bed, her arms wrapping around my neck. She pressed her burning cheeks against mine, her body undulating against mine, her soft breaths escaping. At that moment, any lingering restraint I held was completely consumed by lust. My hands clumsily rested on Liu Caiyun's buttocks, a smooth, delicate sensation flowing from my fingertips into my heart, leaving me parched. My erection pressed firmly against her smooth, supple abdomen. I then freed my left hand, trembling, and placed it on Liu Caiyun's proud breasts, grabbing them. Ah, the exquisite fullness sent a shiver through me, making me even more lost in the moment. My right hand, finally daring, ventured under her black skirt... He entered, his hand caressing her bare buttocks, touching the thin strap, and tracing down the cleft, feeling every inch of her supple, fleshy skin. This woman in her forties had an incredibly smooth and supple body, without a trace of roughness. This was probably related to her upbringing; she took good care of herself, so it felt like touching a young girl. Liu Caiyun, in my arms, had already slipped one small hand between my legs. The loose pants of her hospital gown made it easy for her to enter, and she suddenly grasped my genitals. At the same time, her small tongue emerged from her mouth, licking my lips, sweet saliva flowing from her reddish-brown hair. A fragrant aroma filled the air, making me feel like I had entered paradise. I had absolutely no experience in matters of the heart, yet I still managed to remove Liu Caiyun's clothes. Around her neck hung a platinum and diamond-encrusted necklace, gleaming brilliantly. My clothes, too, were pulled off under her tugging, revealing my muscular body clad only in underwear. At that moment, all I wanted was to release my pent-up desires. I pulled Liu Caiyun into my arms, the two thin straps snapping under my fingers, leaving her completely naked. A voice echoed in my mind: "Take this woman beneath me." Liu Caiyun's small hands wildly grasped my... "My underwear was pulled down, and we were naked. Her deep eyelids were painted a noble purple, and her emerald green eyes appeared even more profound up close. Her reddish-brown eyelashes blinked, brushing against my face, making me feel restless."

Li Xiping said, taking a sip of the tea the owner had brewed for us. Ling Baobao saw a smug expression on Li Xiping's face as he spoke, though it sounded fake. But for Li Xiping's sake, he could only pretend to be calm and listen to him continue.

Chapter 86. Beating Up

Li Xiping continued enthusiastically, "What else can I do at a time like this? Just as I was about to..." As I moved further, my lower body pressed against Liu Caiyun's crotch, feeling its intense wetness. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Because it was the town hospital, there weren't many patients, so I was the only one in the room, practically a private room. Entry and exit required the room owner's permission. A while ago, while I was unconscious, I suddenly snapped back to reality from the brink of lust, shaking my head. But Liu Caiyun beneath me continued to writhe like a snake, showing no signs of waking. The knocking made my head spin; I didn't know what to do.

"Please wait a moment, I'm changing clothes now. If you need something, just say it through the door,"

I could only say loudly, then whispered in Liu Caiyun's ear, "Caiyun, wake up, it's me, Li Xiping. Don't do this anymore."

"It's nothing, I'm just here for a routine checkup. In that case, I'll come back this afternoon. " "

The voice of the doctor who had been treating me came through, and I mumbled a reply. At the same time, Liu Caiyun's seductive voice rang out: 'Xiping, this is the one I want. Give it to me, I can't take it anymore.'

With her words, her body suddenly thrust forward, enveloping my lower body within her. The sensation made me gasp softly, and Liu Caiyun beneath me let out a low moan and a sigh, as if releasing all her desire. To be honest, at that moment, I felt like I was dreaming, truly in a dream world. You might not believe it, but I felt like a little man that day. My God, my first time, just like that, I inexplicably entered Liu Caiyun's body. What should I do? What should I do next? Liu Caiyun guided my movements, slowly drawing me into the state, allowing me to experience the true meaning between a man and a woman. I never imagined that the affairs between a man and a woman could be so unforgettable, so deeply moving." No wonder the ancients would rather die beneath the peony blossoms, even as a ghost, than die alone and linger on in vain. Ah, how wonderful it is to be romantic. After a most primal battle between a man and a woman, Liu Caiyun and I were both drenched in sweat. I had finally lost my virginity that day, and Liu Caiyun's body was flushed a pale pink as she lay panting on the bed. I was still intoxicated by the experience; the first time was truly wonderful. That exhilarating feeling released a passion I had never felt before in my life. "Xiping, I didn't expect things to turn out this way. Let's pretend nothing happened. This will be good for your future. After all, you're not an adult yet; you're still a child." "

Liu Caiyun sighed softly beside me. She was clearly experienced; once she regained consciousness, she immediately thought about the aftermath. I was startled, and woke up too, turning to look at Liu Caiyun. My nose started bleeding again. She sat naked on the bed, putting on a bra that was merely a strap. Her smooth, pink back came into view, her waist incredibly narrow and tight, her exaggeratedly full buttocks, and the deep cleft of her buttocks were particularly alluring. Not hearing my response, Liu Caiyun turned to look at me, then became intoxicated by the look in my eyes." Under the spell of enchantment, she fell into my arms. This outcome reignited my desire; the latent lust within me was irresistible, so we engaged in another battle until Liu Caiyun was utterly exhausted, her bones limp, before we finally stopped. Liu Caiyun nestled in my arms, saying nothing more, showing no intention of leaving. She sighed deeply and said, "Xiping, I don't know if what we're doing is right or wrong, but I just can't let you go. I really don't know what to do. Can you give me an answer?" "

There was so much helplessness in my voice. After all, she was my first woman, and my fingers still lingered on her jade-like back, caressing it up and down. I felt that my temperament had also changed quite a bit. In the past, even if I were faced with a naked woman, I would not have made love to her in bed.

But now I was extremely susceptible to temptation, and even secretly looked forward to it, just like my lovemaking with Liu Caiyun. If I had withdrawn voluntarily, it could have been completely avoided, but even now, I was still feeling smug, finally captivated by the beautiful body before me. I didn't even understand myself anymore, as if this lightning had not only struck my body but also my heart."

Li Xiping took a deep drag on his cigarette, trying to appear mature and experienced as he inhaled the smoke through his mouth and then exhaled it through his nose. However, he misjudged the motion and choked on it, coughing a few times and giving a wry smile. Then he said to Ling Baobao, "Who knew that after that, Liu Caiyun, because she refused our principal's advances, accidentally stabbed him in the stomach with a fork, resulting in the removal of his spleen and kidneys and his expulsion. During that time, the school was abuzz with rumors that she seduced the principal and that they were having an affair—very sordid topics. But I know she's innocent. Strangely, I tried everything to find her, but I couldn't find any information about her. So I forced myself to forget the story that happened in the hospital bed. I think I've already forgotten that part of my life." The female teacher who gave me my first womanly feelings, I fell in love with Yi Meimei with complete confidence. It wasn't that I had any bad intentions; I just liked her somewhat aloof, otherworldly air. I wasn't even angry when Wu Dingtian took the love letter I wrote to her, but now she says we're not suitable and is cutting off all contact. I, Li Xiping, am just competing fairly. If Wu Dingtian can pursue a girl, why can't I? If I like her, I'll pursue her. Who the hell can stop me? Yi Meimei, you changed your mind way too quickly!"

Ling Baobao could clearly feel that Li Xiping was getting drunk; his speech was already slurred. This guy, she didn't know if the stories he told before were true or false, but now he seemed to like Yi Meimei even more than she did, and still care about her. Looking at Li Xiping's dejected appearance, Ling Baobao knew that Li Xiping genuinely liked Yi Meimei.

Just as Ling Baobao was trying to figure out how to get the somewhat confused Li Xiping back to the dormitory, she saw a tall, thin, long-haired boy with severely yellowish skin enter the small restaurant. This boy had initially come in shouting to the owner if they had any food left. However, upon seeing the flushed Ling Baobao and Li Xiping, the long-haired boy paused, then pretended to check the menu on the wall, his eyes constantly scanning Ling Baobao and Li Xiping. Once he clearly recognized their faces, as if he had identified them, he silently stepped out of the restaurant and disappeared into the night. Ling Baobao was somewhat aware of all this, but felt the man looked familiar and couldn't quite place where she had seen him before. She figured the two of them were drunk and wouldn't be able to fight back if something happened, so she decided it was best to get back to the dormitory as soon as possible. Ling Baobao paid the restaurant owner for the meal, then got up and helped Li Xiping walk out. Li Xiping was still muttering, "Drink! Come on! Drink some more!"

Just as they stepped out the door, Ling Baobao saw a group of dark figures walking towards them. Although most of the shops outside the school were closed for the day, many people were still going in and out, tidying up their shops. This group of dark figures clearly attracted the attention of the shopkeepers. When the group of dark figures arrived at the restaurant entrance, everyone stopped what they were doing and watched the commotion from afar.

Looking at the leader, Ling Baobao's mind flashed back to the past—the time he and Er Chui ganged up on those thugs at the billiard hall. He never expected to run into them here tonight. Ling Baobao saw the menacing aura of the group, and the vicious eyes of the short, leader named Jun Ge, as if he wanted to devour them alive. Ling Baobao trembled with fear. Combined with the alcohol and the cold weather, both Li Xiping and Ling Baobao were shaking uncontrollably. Ling Baobao knew that tonight, they were doomed.

The short, blond-haired youth, Jun Ge, stood before Ling Baobao, their noses almost touching. Jun Ge smiled coldly and said proudly, "..." "Aren't these the two guys who were showing off at the pool hall? What are they doing out here so late at night instead of studying at school? They look like they've been drinking. Is something bothering you? Tell me what's wrong, brother, and see if I can help you."

Ling Baobao glanced coldly at the soldier's lips, which were blue from the cold, and remained silent. Li Xiping, however, shouted, "Who do you think you are? You want to be my brother? Do you even have the ability?" As

soon as he said this, Ling Baobao saw the soldier's face turn even more bluish-purple and black, his eyes seeming to spit fire, and he uttered a harsh sentence: "Looks like you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

At this moment, the restaurant owner came out and stood outside the crowd, saying, "Everyone, don't fight in front of my restaurant." "You'll have to pay for the things you break!"

The short young man, Jun, glared angrily at the shop owner and said, "What are you babbling about? I'll pay for the damage, what are you afraid of?"

This immediately provoked the shop owner from outside the crowd to yell, "You little brat, how old are you to talk so loudly? It's not good to say hurtful things, you know? I'm the same age as your parents, do you really talk to them like that normally?!"

Jun got angry and yelled, "If you keep babbling, I'll smash your shop!"

The shop owner, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, looked quite burly. Just as he was about to speak to Jun, his wife grabbed him, saying, "Why are you provoking these people? Come on, let's go inside!"

The restaurant owner was dragged into the shop by his wife. The short, stocky guy looked at Ling Baobao and Li Xiping, who were trembling, and said, "Why are you two so cowardly today? You're already trembling before I've even dealt with you. Damn it, why aren't you as cocky as you were the other day?" As he spoke, he kicked Ling Baobao in the butt. Ling Baobao endured it. Then he kicked Li Xiping in the butt. Li Xiping couldn't take it anymore and immediately cursed, "Bastard, son of a bitch, taking advantage of someone's vulnerability to ambush them!" " What kind of gentleman are you? If you're so tough, let's set a time for a one-on-one fight and see who's stronger!"

Upon hearing this, Brother Jun became enraged and kicked Li Xiping hard in the waist again, saying, "I just love gang fights, so what? I just love taking advantage of others, so what? You're not happy? Go ahead and fight!"

Li Xiping was kicked so hard he almost fell to the ground, causing Ling Baobao to nearly collapse as well. Ling Baobao helped Li Xiping up again and said to Brother Jun, "If you want to fight, then hurry up and do it, don't dawdle." "You know what? Otherwise, people will look down on you!"

Brother Jun didn't expect these two students to be so tough, far more so than the students he had extorted before. Those students used to be like obedient lambs, easily manipulated by a few harsh words. Today, he'd learned something new – these two were incredibly stubborn. Without a word, Brother Jun shouted to the crowd behind him, "Beat them! Beat them hard!"

The crowd immediately surrounded them, trapping the two in the middle, beating them like two dead dogs. Everyone made loud, rapid breathing noises, and the steam rising from their mouths made a considerable commotion in front of the restaurant. Most of the onlookers remained rooted to the spot, watching with interest, occasionally pointing and making snickers. Ling Baobao and Li Xiping huddled on the ground like two drowned dogs, covering their heads and protecting their genitals, enduring the group's frenzied kicking and beating.

At this moment, the restaurant owner rushed out. His wife tried to pull him back, but it was too late. The restaurant owner ran into the crowd, his burly figure standing among a group of thin, short people, and shouted fiercely, "Get out! All of you get the hell out! If you don't stop

, I'll call the police!" The crowd still didn't stop. The restaurant owner roared, stretched out his two thick arms, and shoved two thin, blond-haired youths to the ground. He then grabbed another blond-haired youth next to him around the waist and threw him roughly out of the crowd. This action frightened the crowd that was about to attack. Brother Jun stood there, wanting to say something, when he saw the restaurant owner say, " "Kid, don't be so heartless! If you beat them up and cause them any serious injury, you'll be in big trouble! You know that? I'm doing this for your own good!"

The restaurant owner's booming voice was like a telepathic message from a martial arts novel, deep, resonant, and powerful. Jun Ge was stunned by the voice. He glanced at the disheveled Ling Baobao and Li Xiping lying on the ground and said to the crowd, "That's enough! Let's go! These two little bastards are no match for us! A little lesson is enough!"

The crowd gathered around Jun Ge, coldly watching the restaurant owner disappear into the dark night

. (Chapter 87: Leak)

Li Xiping and Ling Baobao lay on the cold ground. The chill sobered them up considerably. Li Xiping stood up first and then helped Ling Baobao into the restaurant. The restaurant owner, seeing their disheveled state, nodded and said, "From now on, you should stay in school and not come out unless necessary. You're always causing trouble instead of studying!"

Ling Baobao looked at the burly restaurant owner and didn't argue. She just nodded and said, "Thank you, boss. If you hadn't saved us, we might have been beaten to death!"

Li Xiping also said gratefully, "Thank you, boss! Here! Have a cigarette!"

Li Xiping politely took out his cigarettes, intending to offer them to the restaurant owner, but the cigarette pack he took out of his pocket was completely twisted and deformed, and the cigarettes he pulled out were broken into several pieces. Li Xiping smiled awkwardly, the blood at the corner of his mouth like a worm hanging from his lips. Li Xiping ran to a small shop outside, bought a pack of local cigarettes, handed it to the restaurant owner, and said, "We're going back to school. We'll come eat here when we have time, as a way of repaying you!"

The restaurant owner didn't take it, gave Li Xiping a contemptuous smile, and said, "Kid! You're so young, smoke less! Hurry up and go!"

After saying that, he turned and went into the restaurant's kitchen, where he poked at the stove, making a loud crackling sound.

Ling Baobao and Li Xiping, like two ghosts, scaled the wall behind the dormitory and returned to the dormitory. Ma Dali was reading a martial arts novel by candlelight in the dormitory. When Ma Dali saw the two return, he shouted, "Where did you two go chasing girls behind my back again?"

Li Xiping was too lazy to pay attention to him and got up to wash the bloodstains on his face with hot water from the kettle. Because Ling Baobao had protected her head, she only felt some pain all over her body; she didn't know how many kicks she had received in her chest, back, and buttocks.

The two were washing their faces with hot water in a basin when Ma Dali asked in surprise, "You two didn't play with the younger sister, it seems the younger sister played you!"

Li Xiping cursed, "Can't you shut up, you son of a bitch?!"

Ma Dali continued, "Say one more word and you'll shut up. Liu Song just led the Political Education Office to check the dorms. You two weren't there, so you were registered. Report to the Political Education Office before the first class tomorrow morning! That's all!"

Li Xiping stared blankly at Ling Baobao, who grabbed a towel and vigorously wiped her face. Ling Baobao said calmly, "What are you afraid of? He can't eat us up, can he? We'll deal with whatever comes our way!"

Li Xiping continued washing his hands, and the two of them were busy washing their faces again.

The next morning, Ling Baobao and Li Xiping went to the "black room" (a place for students to report to school) before class. They'd been reprimanded by Liu Song more than once or twice, so they didn't care anymore. When they saw Liu Song, he was still sitting by the stove, warming himself. Seeing the two familiar students enter, he blinked first, then shouted, "Why didn't you knock before coming in? Get out!"

Ling Baobao and Li Xiping went out and knocked again until Liu Song called them in, at which point they pushed the door open and went in. Standing at the door, Liu Song didn't say a word until the school bell rang. Then, he said slowly, "Ling Baobao, Li Xiping, what am I supposed to say? What can I possibly say? You two have only been here for less than half a semester. I see you every few days. You two have quite a few glorious deeds to record. If the school keeps a record, you two will probably break it!"

Ling Baobao took the lead in admitting her mistake, followed by Li Xiping. They seemed to sincerely apologize, but they both knew that ending the fight with Liu Song quickly was the best course of action. Otherwise, if it dragged on too long, even the homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, would have to criticize and educate them.

Ling Baobao's unusual compliance and seriousness surprised Liu Song. He hurriedly pulled a stack of papers from under his bottom and said, "Write a self-criticism. If you run around recklessly and don't go to bed on time again, I'll punish you by making you write a self-criticism in front of the whole school, so you'll be exposed!"

Ling Baobao accepted Liu Song's criticism with a grin. It was precisely this attitude that made Liu Song think that his authority had subdued Ling Baobao, and he shook his head smugly. After the two finished writing their self-criticisms, Liu Song nodded in satisfaction, and the two hurriedly ran to the classroom.

At lunchtime, just as Ling Baobao, Li Xiping, and three others were heading to the cafeteria, Old Chen from the infirmary stood at the door, waving his arm like a beckoning cat, beckoning them in. The four approached Old Chen and asked, "What's up?"

Old Chen, with a sincere expression, gestured for them to come in. The four entered the infirmary, and Old Chen slowly said, "You guys took two of my videotapes. Now that someone wants them back, I have to return them!"

Ling Baobao understood; Old Chen wanted the two tapes she had borrowed from him. Ling Baobao laughed and said, "Oh! You want to return the tapes? Okay! Ma Dali, go under my pillow and return the tapes we borrowed last time. But I have a request: lend us two more tapes to watch!" As

soon as Ling Baobao finished speaking, the four chuckled. They clearly knew that since Old Chen was caught molesting a female student last time, he no longer dared to refuse their requests. Ma Dali excitedly ran back to the dormitory, and soon returned with two tapes. He handed them to Ling Baobao, saying, "Baobao! Watching the blond guy all the time is boring. Ask him if he has any Japanese tapes. I heard the Japanese tapes are pretty good!"

Old Chen, with a tearful face, said, "Where would I get any more?! I haven't dared to borrow any since you guys took these two tapes last time!" Ling Baobao didn't believe him and gave the others a look. They hurriedly started searching everywhere. Old Chen, embarrassed and aggrieved, repeatedly cried out, "Oh, my goodness, I really don't have any more! I'd be a bastard if I lied to you!" The four of them were in the room... They searched inside, and to everyone's surprise, Ma Dali pulled out two videotapes from the shoebox. He shook them and said to Old Chen, "Look what this is! What is this? You dare to lie to us? You've got some nerve! What did you mean by lying?"

Old Chen's face turned bright red; he clearly hadn't expected to be exposed so quickly. He stood frozen in place. Ling Baobao, however, ignored him, found the VCR in the inner room, skillfully inserted the videotapes, and turned on the television. Soon, a picture appeared. Ling Baobao had Ma Dali close the infirmary door and draw the curtains. The television screen actually showed Japanese people who resembled Chinese people. The subtitles and dialogue told them it was a Japanese tape.

The group was incredibly excited. They had only heard of it before, never seen it, and were so happy they barely dared to breathe.

Several people sat around the TV. Old Chen stood timidly at the back, took out a cigarette and started smoking, muttering, "Let's hurry up and leave after watching these two! Otherwise, you won't have any food!"

As soon as he said this, Ling Baobao said directly, "Ma Dali, get my meal tickets and buy us some food, hurry back!" Ma Dali was about to mutter something when Ling Baobao shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, or we won't wait for you!"

Ma Dali hurriedly grabbed the meal ticket and rushed out the door! In the scene, a young man in a jacket sneaked into a luxurious mansion, as it was during a guard change. The guards primarily watched over the entrances and exits, but the security inside the mansion was lax. The young man in the jacket easily reached the door of a house. To avoid arousing the homeowner's suspicion, he opened the door, went inside, and quickly locked it back up. The living room was decorated in pink, exuding a girlish atmosphere. The young thief went to the bar, mixed himself a cocktail, and then unceremoniously entered the female protagonist's bedroom. He set up two cameras in a corner of the bedroom, preparing to film the ensuing passionate encounter. Satisfied, he left the bedroom after ensuring the cameras could capture every angle of the bed. The young thief quietly hid in a dark corner of the living room, waiting for his prey. Time passed slowly, and the wall clock showed it was already 11 PM. Just as the thief was growing increasingly impatient, footsteps sounded outside the door. The woman locked the door, tossed her handbag onto the sofa, and then went to the refrigerator to get a drink. She was very beautiful, wearing a blue floral dress, a white tank top, and long, wavy hair. Her stunning makeup made her look incredibly attractive to the four people watching on television. She quietly passed by before the thief emerged from his hiding place, intending to return to her bedroom. But what was she waiting for? The thief pounced from his hiding place, delivering a powerful punch to her lower back. Stunned and falling forward, she turned and, realizing the thief's malicious intent, struggled frantically, screaming for help. The thief punched her again in the stomach, instantly rendering her immobile. Then, grabbing her long hair, he dragged her into the bedroom. The thief pushed the woman onto the bed, simultaneously turning on the video camera with a remote. Xiaoxue, seeing me pull her into the bedroom, clearly understood my intentions. She struggled, hoping to appease my lust with money. The thief forcefully pulled, tearing the woman's pure white vest to shreds, revealing her snow-white body. The woman's figure was indeed perfect; her breasts were full and firm, easily contained by one hand. The thief impatiently removed her long skirt and then her underwear. In an instant, the woman lay naked before him. The thief quickly stripped off all his own clothes, pressing the woman tightly against him. Her resistance turned into a close friction between their naked bodies, further stimulating the desires of the onlookers.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Ling Baobao, panting heavily, placed a pile of things on the table, exclaiming, "Why didn't you wait before I let go!"

She then sat down and began to look intently at the food on the table, ignoring the pile of items. The young thief kissed the mistress's tender lips, his tongue prying open her teeth and plunging deep into her mouth, sucking on her sweet tongue and tasting her saliva. Their tongues intertwined, their mouths exchanging saliva. The young thief then kissed the mistress's cheeks, neck, and earlobes, among other places. The mistress twisted and turned, trying to escape his advances, while simultaneously trying to push away his heavy body. The young thief slid down her neck, kissing her high breasts. He sucked on her nipples, teasing them until they finally hardened. He vigorously kneaded the woman's breasts with both hands, turning the snow-white flesh red between his fingers. Unable to resist the alluring scent, the young thief's sharp teeth landed on the woman's breasts, gently biting until their teeth marks covered her breasts.

The men watching were all grim-faced, barely daring to breathe. They hadn't expected the Japanese to be so open; the erotic and stimulating scenes filmed by the Japanese had left all four of them stiff. Ling Baobao's lower body began to "salute" again, quickly becoming erect. She glanced sideways at Ma Dali, noticing his nostrils twitching slightly, clearly aroused, his lower body also already erect.

In those days, many students who rarely watched television were fortunate enough to see videotapes, especially those with stimulating plots and erotic scenes. They were filled with curiosity, desire, and even fantasies. At this moment, Ling Baobao thought of the girls and women she had been involved with: Fan Huajing, Wang Xilan, Xiao Yiting, Xiao Min, and Qiao Jie.

On the television screen, the young thief changed positions again, his left hand reaching under the woman's armpits to support her breasts and upper body. His right hand lifted her right leg, supporting her lower body and allowing for deeper penetration. This position was indeed powerful; with each thrust, the woman let out a sweet moan, which turned into rapid, labored breathing as the thief increased his thrusting. He carried her back to the bed, turning her to sit face-to-face on his genitals, continuing their intercourse in a lotus position.

Just then, there was a loud knocking on the door of the infirmary. Ling Baobao broke out in a cold sweat and quickly stopped the video playback. She said to Lao Chen, "Ask what's going on?"

Lao Chen asked loudly, "Who is it?"

A female voice came from outside, saying, "My stomach hurts. I'd like you to prescribe some medicine!"

Lao Chen looked at Ling Baobao, who quickly took out the videotape, stuffed it into her clothes, and said to Ma Dali, "Stop watching, go open the door!"

Ma Dali reluctantly opened the door and saw Liu Song standing outside, followed by a group of teachers. Next to Liu Song stood a girl.

Chapter 88: The Gathering of Heroes.

Ling Baobao was surprised to see Liu Song standing outside, and the girl looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before. Liu Song first stepped into the infirmary, his eyes scanning everyone's faces like a police dog, then scanning again, looking at Lao Chen. "What are you all doing gathered here in the middle of the day?" Liu Song

asked in surprise when he saw Ling Baobao and Li Xiping sitting inside. "You two bastards, what are you doing here? Are you planning to do something illegal again? Get out of here!"

Ling Baobao glanced at Liu Song and said in a feigned panic, "Director! I just came to the infirmary because I have a cold. We'll be leaving now if there's nothing else!"

Ling Baobao gave a signal, and the four of them filed out. After they came out, they stuck out their tongues and exclaimed how close they had come to disaster. Just then, they saw Ma Dali shout, "Oh no, we're doomed!" Ling Baobao quickly asked, "What happened?"

Ma Dali looked at Ling Baobao and said, "We haven't eaten all the snacks we bought yet! We can't get them out now!"

Ling Baobao looked at Ma Dali and said angrily, "Don't make such a fuss next time. Consider the food a gift to Old Chen!"

Just then, Ling Baobao suddenly remembered who that familiar girl was.

The girl was the same one Ling Baobao and Ma Dali had discovered Old Chen had molested. Ling Baobao winked at Ma Dali, who whispered, "What's wrong, Baobao?"

Ling Baobao said to Ma Dali, "Does that girl look familiar?"

Ma Dali's eyes darted around, then he smacked his lips a few times before staring blankly at Ling Baobao's face and saying, "It's her! That day, Old Chen..."

Before Ma Dali could finish, Ling Baobao interrupted him, saying, "Xiping and Cheng Wei, go to the cafeteria to buy food. Ma Dali and I will see if we can get the food back." Ling Baobao and Ma Dali dashed off like a gust of wind... They crept over the playground wall and peered through the back window of the infirmary. There, they saw Liu Song, a middle-aged man, and a girl sitting by the bed, while Old Chen stood by the table. Ling Baobao, surprised, quickly whispered to Ma Dali, "Guess what it is?"

Ma Dali glanced at Ling Baobao and then whispered, "No need to explain, it's what we saw last time!"

Ling Baobao nodded approvingly, then watched to see what was being said inside. Old Chen stood by the table, his cheeks twitching, and gritted his teeth, saying, "I was just there for treatment, I didn't do anything wrong. What you're saying is slander and defamation!"

Liu Song glanced up at Old Chen, as if he had known beforehand, and wiped his shiny bald head with his hand. Then he looked at the middle-aged man and girl sitting beside him and said indifferently, "In short, since the student's parents have come to the school, the school will handle it impartially. Old Chen, don't rush to give your opinion. Let the parents tell you how they want to resolve this matter, or what kind of outcome they hope for."

Liu Song looked contemptuously at the parent he had mentioned sitting next to him. The parent looked like a rural person, dressed in... The middle-aged man wore a wrinkled, army-yellow cotton-padded coat and yellow army trousers with the cuffs rolled up high, revealing a red sweater, underpants, and black coarse cloth socks. His dark yellow eyes darted around nervously, and he appeared extremely flustered and uneasy. His tongue kept licking his lower lip, and his unkempt mustache looked extremely bushy and dirty. The man cleared his throat and coughed up a wad of phlegm, which made Old Chen glare at him with great displeasure. Liu Song also quickly covered his nose with his hand, as if he had smelled a foul odor, and shifted his body in the opposite direction. The girl's parent opened their mouth, revealing a mouthful of black teeth, as if they had eaten mulberries. Looking timidly at Liu Song, they said, "As a parent, I hope my child can study hard, get into a good university, find a good job, and succeed in life. Besides, a girl's reputation is important, so I hope the school will take this matter seriously, but please don't make a big fuss about it." Liu Song, clearly not hearing what they wanted, impatiently urged the parent, "You're a parent, just tell me your requests, and the school will do its best to meet them!"

The girl glanced uneasily at her father. The parent lowered their head, counted on their fingers, and said, "My request is that the school take me..." " Take my daughter to the hospital for a checkup. See if there's anything wrong with her. If not, then compensate me. It's not easy for my family to support a girl through high school.

" Liu Song looked at the girl's parents, then at Old Chen, and said, "This doesn't need to be so explicit. Just understand the situation. The school's goal is for everyone to resolve this amicably. Name your amount, and we'll discuss it. If all three parties agree, we'll write a written agreement promising not to mention this to anyone else, treating it as if it never happened. The girl can still attend school, and the school will provide free room and board. Old Chen, you need to reflect on your actions and sincerely apologize to the student's parents. What do you think?" Ling Baobao knew what was being discussed inside, but she hadn't expected Liu Song to resolve the matter so easily. The girl's parents were indeed ignorant; in her own words, they would either call the police or demand an exorbitant amount, knowing he was in the wrong. Ling Baobao felt there was no need to listen any longer, so she gently patted Ma Dali's shoulder and said, "Let's go! This is pointless!" When the two returned to the dormitory, Li Xiping and Hu Chengwei had already bought the food and placed it on the table. Li Xiping said to Ling Baobao, "There is not much food left in the cafeteria, only some noodles. You two can each have a bowl of noodles and a steamed bun!" Without a word, Ling Baobao picked up the food and started eating. While she was eating, she heard students upstairs and downstairs exclaiming in surprise. The most unusual student was shouting something, sounding very flustered and at a loss. Ling Baobao quickly looked out the window and saw students running towards the school gate. She knew something serious must have happened, so she quickly called a few people downstairs to see what was going on. The four of them followed the crowd to the school gate, only to find it littered with broken bricks and tiles. Liu Song from the Political Education Office was standing inside the gate with a group of teachers, while Er Chui was standing in front of the guardhouse with a group of men. Outside the gate stood a group of blond-haired youths, whom Ling Baobao immediately recognized as street thugs. The leader was none other than Brother Jun, whom she had clashed with twice before. Brother Jun seemed to have a lot of ability, leading this group... It seemed this group of people had come to provoke the school. Erchui was shouting and cursing in front of the guardhouse, Liu Song was shouting something behind the school gate in front of a pile of broken bricks, and Jun Ge and his men were also shouting outside the gate. However, because it was midday, the shops on both sides of the school were bustling with activity, and cars were whizzing by on the distant highway. The noise from all three groups made it impossible to understand what anyone was saying; they could only see each other's mouths moving, but couldn't understand what they were saying. This stalemate was broken by the sound of a police siren.

A police van slowly weaved through the group of blond-haired men, and a fat policeman got out of the passenger seat. He was holding a folder, walked around the front and back of the van, looked at Jun Ge, the leader, and then at the conspicuous blond-haired man, and shouted, "What are you doing here at the school? It's asking for trouble!" "

Who knew that Brother Jun, looking at the young, short, yet disdainful of the fat policeman in front of him, said fiercely, 'I just came out for a stroll, and I happened to be at the high school gate, so what!'

The fat policeman, clearly used to this kind of scene, said to Brother Jun, 'Young man, don't try to talk back to me. When I was talking back, you were still in your mother's womb. Go do what you're supposed to do, don't cause trouble here!'

But Brother Jun completely ignored the fat policeman's advice, glaring at him sideways and saying, 'Is it illegal for me to stroll around?'

The fat policeman wasn't buying it, pointing to the bricks and tiles inside the gate, and said calmly, 'Surfing around is fine, but why are you throwing bricks and tiles? Looks like you don't want to leave but want to spend the night in detention!'

Brother Jun was speechless for a moment, but still arrogantly looked at the fat policeman and said, 'Don't say so much, those students insulted me first, and since they wouldn't let me in, I had no choice but to throw bricks!' "

The chubby policeman slapped his clothes down with a folder, then said in a deep voice, "I'm telling you again, either come to the police station to talk to me, or get the hell out of here. It's your choice!" Jun

looked at the chubby policeman, surprised that this seemingly bulky officer was so shrewd, managing to intimidate him and his men without batting an eye. Standing under the spotlight, Jun hesitated for a moment, then loudly said to the group of blond-haired men behind him, "Let's go! Let's keep strolling!" The crowd of yellow -

haired men began to disperse, and Liu Song started directing the students standing nearby to clear away the broken bricks and tiles inside the school gate! Ling Baobao walked over to Er Chui and greeted him softly. Er Chui glanced at Ling Baobao, smiled, nodded, and joined in picking up the bricks and tiles.

Later in the classroom, Ling Baobao heard from the classmates who had witnessed the whole story that a student had gotten into a conflict with the yellow-haired men for some unknown reason. After the student ran inside the school gate, he started yelling at the yellow-haired men standing outside. The leader, Brother Jun, couldn't stand it and led his men to try and storm into the school, but the teacher on duty at the school gate... They wouldn't let them in, so they simply locked the school gate. Jun Ge, unable to swallow his anger, saw broken bricks and tiles from renovations behind the shops next to the gate and led his men to throw them inside. Bricks flew everywhere, tiles scattered wildly, startling the guards. The guards immediately called the student affairs office, summoning Liu Song and other teachers. Er Chui happened to be at the guardhouse to pick up his mail and witnessed the arrogant scene. He angrily started hurling insults at Huang Mao through the iron gate. Soon after, Liu Song arrived with the teachers. By the time Ling Baobao arrived, he witnessed the scene he had just witnessed.

Huang Mao and his gang didn't give up. To the utter astonishment of all the teachers and students, something unprecedented in the county's high school's many years of existence had actually happened. Under the cover of night, the blond-haired thugs scaled the wall and entered the school grounds, reaching the student dormitories. They attacked students indiscriminately and smashed anything in sight. Ling Baobao, along with Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei, joined the fray. They also encountered Wu Dingtian and Erchui in the hallway. At this moment, all their past grievances vanished; they all faced the same enemy: the blond-haired thugs. The brutal fight in the dormitory hallway resembled a scene from a movie, filled with screams, shouts, and cries, permeating the air... The cold night and dim lighting created an atmosphere that was both eerie and cruel.

Some of the school's teachers stood in front of the girls' dormitory, fearing the young punks would sneak in, while others, stronger and more robust, went to the boys' dormitory with flashlights, ready to trap them.

The sirens wailed once more throughout the campus. This time, not just one police car arrived, but four. A group of smartly dressed police officers stepped out and stood in orderly formation in front of the dormitory building. After giving a command, they lined up and went upstairs, shouting instructions as they went.

This was destined to be Ling Baobao's most glorious and spectacular night since entering high school, a night that would shake the entire county.

Ling Baobao, Erchui, Wu Dingtian, and other students fought back, slowly driving the blond-haired thugs downstairs. Meanwhile, the police rushed back upstairs, and this pincer movement quickly forced the thugs to surrender. When Ling Baobao came downstairs, she saw the blond-haired thugs all squatting neatly on the ground, their hands behind their heads. The flashing police lights made the blond-haired thugs on the ground look golden.

The police clearly didn't have enough handcuffs, so they had to make them line up, one after another, with their hands on each other's shoulders. When the area was packed with police, they could no longer sit down and had to slowly follow behind the car, walking in an orderly fashion.

Ling Baobao smiled and looked at Er Chui and Wu Dingtian. She hadn't expected that everyone would be united in their thoughts when facing an external threat. Then Liu Song came over, shining a flashlight, and said, "You guys don't need to sleep tonight. Take care of your classmate and do some duty. Be on duty on the first floor of the dormitory lobby tonight, just in case Huang Mao comes again. The dormitory supervisor will bring some stoves later, so you can warm yourselves and chat. The school will provide breakfast tomorrow morning. If you're sleepy, you don't need to go to class tomorrow. The teachers will make up for any missed lessons!"

After Liu Song finished speaking, he left, shining his flashlight. Ling Baobao looked at the two people in front of her, not knowing what to say. Then she saw Er Chui come to the dormitory lobby, choose a place for a while, and bring out a large table and a few chairs from the dormitory supervisor's office. Then he asked, "Does anyone have a deck of cards? We're free tonight anyway, let's play cards!"

Ling Baobao quickly said to Ma Dali next to her, "Go and get our deck of cards." Ma Dali darted upstairs like a rabbit and came running downstairs a moment later, placing two decks of cards on the table. Ling Baobao, Wu Dingtian, and Erchui, these three school celebrities, are gathering together for the first time. What will happen? Ling Baobao is filled with trepidation.

Chapter 89: The Four Circles' Trap.

The dormitory supervisor is an old man who is usually responsible for cleaning the dormitory building. Because of his age, he goes to bed earlier than the students. The students in front of him are still sitting at the table, full of energy, but the old man can't keep up. Coupled with the trouble caused by the blond-haired boys earlier, the old man, whose energy is far less than that of the young students, looks very tired. The old man leans against the door, wearing a yellow military overcoat, his cloudy eyes looking at the three people at the table, and he keeps yawning. Erchui glanced at the old man and said kindly, "Teacher, if you're sleepy, go to sleep first!"

The old man didn't reply, turned around, went into the office, and slammed the door shut. Everyone was used to the old man's indifference, because since Ling Baobao moved into this dormitory building, she had never seen the old man smile; all she saw was his wrinkled face and numb, cold expression.

Ma Dali had already run back to the dormitory to get the playing cards, and Erchui still said with a smile, "Come on! Come on! Let's play some cards!"

Ling Baobao knew that Erchui had fought with Wu Dingtian before, and she had also fought with Wu Dingtian, so Wu Dingtian should be their enemy. However, Wu Dingtian was generous and neither humble nor arrogant, and looked at Erchui and said, "Okay! It should be more interesting for the three of us to play cards!"

Ling Baobao smiled at Erchui and said calmly, "Okay! The three of us haven't played before, have we?"

Erchui smiled at Ling Baobao and said, "Aren't we playing now! Haha!" "Ha! Come on!"

The three of them started playing a local game called "Bie Qi" (a card game). Ling Baobao was playing his cards based on Er Chui's cards and expressions because he knew Er Chui was his friend and on his side. So he deliberately tried to please Er Chui, playing whatever cards Er Chui needed. Wu Dingtian wasn't stupid; he could tell that Ling Baobao was deliberately letting him win. So he glared at Ling Baobao, but Ling Baobao ignored him and didn't even look at him. Wu Dingtian remained silent, just playing his cards and occasionally glancing at Er Chui. Er Chui was still smiling, his expression always seemingly so calm. Wu Dingtian, furious after losing several hands, glared at Ling Baobao and cursed, "You son of a bitch, always letting me win! How am I supposed to play like this?"

Ling Baobao glanced at Wu Dingtian and said, "You son of a bitch, your card skills are bad and you blame others! Your sportsmanship is even worse!"

Wu Dingtian pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his bag, lit one, and blew a puff at Ling Baobao, saying, "Who the hell do you think you are? Watch your mouth!"

Erchui chuckled as he watched the two of them, and Ling Baobao retorted fiercely, "Who are you calling a bastard? You son of a bitch!"

Wu Dingtian suddenly stood up, his obese and burly figure like a high wall in front of Ling Baobao, seemingly about to attack, when Erchui calmly said, "Baobao! Don't mind! Wu Dingtian, sit down!"

Wu Dingtian hadn't expected to be yelled at by Erchui in public; his body tensed, and his fists... He clenched his fist, wanting to smash Ling Baobao flat, but Erchui's words, though light and airy, were powerful and resounding. Wu Dingtian swayed twice, then sat down defiantly, staring at Erchui and saying, "What! You think you can order me around? Who do you think you are? Let me tell you, Erchui, I, Wu Dingtian, fear neither heaven nor earth, why would I fear you? Don't be so smug just because you got a little advantage last time!"

Erchui still looked at Wu Dingtian with a grin, but then suddenly stretched out his leg and kicked the stool Wu Dingtian was sitting on. The stool was kicked away from under Wu Dingtian's buttocks. Wu Dingtian's body jolted first, then he fell straight to the ground as if he had sat on nothing. Wu Dingtian didn't expect Erchui's kick to be so fast and so powerful. Even Ling Baobao didn't see the movement before Wu Dingtian was already on the ground.

Wu Dingtian clearly didn't want to lose face, but he just couldn't do anything about this short, unattractive Erchui. He could only swallow his anger. Wu Dingtian stood up, his face covered in dirt from the fall, looking extremely disheveled. He slammed his cards onto the table and angrily said, "You, you're bullying me! I'm not playing anymore! Erchui, don't be so arrogant. One day I, Wu Dingtian, will make you kneel on the ground and call me 'Grandpa'!"

Erchui coldly stared at Wu Dingtian and calmly said, "Wu Dingtian, stop with the nonsense. If you have the guts, then make your move. I, Erchui, am always ready!"

Wu Dingtian turned and walked upstairs. Erchui watched Wu Dingtian's retreating figure and burst into laughter. Ling Baobao also joined in the laughter.

The antics of the blond-haired boys greatly displeased the school teachers, who shivered from the cold night. Four Circles had been cursing under their breath until they were about to return to their office to rest. Passing by Qiao Jie's room, they saw her wearing a green coat, but the light from inside revealed white thermal underwear. She was crossing her arms, pacing back and forth, and exhaling white puffs of breath. Four Circles approached her and deliberately said, "Is your stove on fire? Can I borrow a coal briquette? Mine went out!"

Qiao Jie followed him inside, and Four Circles casually closed the door. The room was warm from the stove and electric heater, despite the cold wind outside.

Four Circles' eyes scanned Qiao Jie up and down. Qiao Jie seemed to see through his intentions and deliberately unbuttoned her nightgown, revealing a patch of white breasts and a deep cleavage. Her light blue bra also revealed white lace trim. The way her full breasts trembled with each movement, even through the thin thermal underwear, made Four Circles' blood boil. A slight blush crept onto Qiao Jie's fair face, and her watery eyes shimmered with a seductive allure, seemingly casual yet deliberate. When Si Quan suddenly grasped Qiao Jie's soft hand, the almost provocative caress sent waves of heat through Si Quan's heart. Seeing that Qiao Jie didn't object, Si Quan moved closer to her, gently pulling her soft hand, and Qiao Jie's limp body leaned against him. Si Quan's right hand encircled Qiao Jie's waist below her breasts, his lips kissing her hair and then her forehead. Qiao Jie, breathing softly, tilted her head back, her trembling pink lips meeting Si Quan's hot lips, and like two magnets, they were drawn together.

Qiao Jie raised her hands and embraced Si Quan's neck. Their lips intertwined, rubbing and sucking, their soft, pulsating tongues sliding between them. Soft moans escaped from their tightly pressed lips, sending waves of heat through Si Quan's body. His left hand pressed against Qiao Jie's full, firm breasts. Even through the thin shirt and bra, the soft, full flesh was incredibly alluring. As they clung to each other, Si Quan's hand lifted the hem of Qiao Jie's shirt, his large hand gently caressing her smooth, flat stomach. He felt her body tremble slightly as his hand slid down to the bottom of her bra, his fingers parting the firm, elastic underwire and pushing upwards, until Qiao Jie's full breasts were in his hands.

A surge of heat coursed through Si Quan's heart. The breast he held in his hand was smooth, soft, yet firm and elastic. His fingers traced the nipple, the size of a soybean, which was slowly hardening. As Si Quan caressed Qiao Jie's full breasts, their lips remained locked in a passionate kiss, sometimes hot and fervent, sometimes gentle and tender.

Qiao Jie's soft body leaned against Si Quan, her arms wrapped around his neck. Only two buttons of her tight white blouse were fastened, and a large hand kneaded her breasts inside. Accompanied by murmurs and soft moans, Qiao Jie, in a state of deep intoxication, was completely immersed in a hazy and excited state. Four Circles' hand emerged from Qiao Jie's chest and reached down to touch her soft, fleshy little feet. Through the smooth, soft stockings, it slowly slid up her calves, gradually slipping inside her white pajama bottoms. His hand glided over her full thighs, touching the mysterious forest at the base of her thighs through the thin stockings. He parted her firm, elastic legs and used his middle and index fingers to touch the soft, rounded mound of her vulva. Qiao Jie was almost lying on her side on the wooden bed, her body filled with sexual desire, her burning lips constantly craving a man's kiss. Just as Four Circles' hand slipped inside the top of Qiao Jie's stockings, sliding past her thin panties, and touching the soft forest, a soft knock on the door startled them both awake. In a flurry, they quickly sat up. Qiao Jie, not having had time to put on her bra, crossed her arms and quickly tidied her hair, gesturing for Four Circles to be quiet. The knocking stopped after a while, and as the rustling footsteps faded away, Qiao Jie and Si Quan, who had been holding their breath, began to relax. As silence returned outside, Si Quan looked at Qiao Jie, whose face was flushed with spring, and gazed at him tenderly with her lips parted. Almost simultaneously, Si Quan embraced Qiao Jie again. Qiao Jie's almond-shaped eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling, and her soft pink lips were intertwined with Lao Qi's. Her full breasts pressed tightly against Si Quan's chest, and her soft arms were wrapped around his neck. The sounds of their panting and their lips entwined echoed in the room.

Four-circle arms encircled Qiao Jie's small waist. With a slight pull, Qiao Jie's toes lifted off the ground, hanging onto Four-circle's body. Four-circle's hands reached down, pinching Qiao Jie's round little bottom. Qiao Jie let out a soft moan. The two embraced and moved to the bedside. Four-circle pulled up the hem of Qiao Jie's nightgown, revealing Qiao Jie's fair, tender, slender, and fleshy waist. "Mmm..."

Qiao Jie, her mouth gagged, reached down to stop Four-circle's hand, while her fingers unbuttoned the small royal blue buttons on her shirt. As the open shirt fell onto the scarlet floor tiles, Qiao Jie's full upper body... She was left with a light blue bra with white lace trim that supported her firm, round breasts. A section of semi-transparent black pantyhose was visible at her waist. Qiao Jie unbuttoned her pajama pants, which fell to the ground. Light blue silk lace panties covered her fair and plump vulva, and sheer black stockings draped her plump buttocks and slender thighs, creating a captivating allure. Si Quan lifted Qiao Jie up from the ground by her legs. Qiao Jie wrapped her arms around Si Quan's neck, and their lips were still pressed together greedily, as if they had been thirsting for a long time, sucking and entwining incessantly.

Si Quan gently placed Qiao Jie on the bed, carefully removing her stockings from her waist to reveal her two long, slender, snow-white legs. He then lifted the covers and slipped inside, secretly watching Si Quan as he rapidly undressed. Si Quan, now also pulling down his underwear, revealed his erect penis, prominently displayed beneath his dark pubic hair, pointing slightly upwards at an angle. The sight made Qiao Jie's face flush, a burning desire welling up within her. She involuntarily squeezed her legs together.

Si Quan, now completely naked, also slipped under the covers. The two embraced again, Qiao Jie, clad only in thin underwear, letting out a soft moan as they held each other, her eyes half-closed and her body trembling slightly. Through Qiao Jie's thin underwear, Si Quan could clearly feel the fullness and suppleness of her body, the smoothness and delicate taste of her skin. After kissing for a moment, Si Quan rolled over and pressed himself against Qiao Jie. Qiao Jie's legs naturally parted to the sides, her heart trembling slightly. She raised her arms to hug Lao Qi's neck, her eyes slightly closed, her delicate pink lips pouting as she awaited Si Quan's kiss.

Looking at Qiao Jie's charming face from the closest angle, Si Quan could clearly smell the faint fragrance emanating from her skin. Her large eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling, revealing a hint of nervousness. Her small, straight, delicate nose exuded the refinement of a work of art, her round, oval face was fair with a touch of rosy blush, and her soft pink lips had a clear and gentle lip line. The more Si Quan looked at her, the more he loved her. The scene that had only appeared in his dreams had finally come to life before him. His beloved beauty was so close to him. Si Quan kissed Qiao Jie's hair, forehead, nose, and cheeks repeatedly, finally pressing his lips to Qiao Jie's trembling, soft red lips. Si Quan bent over and kissed Qiao Jie from her neck to her chest, his tongue licking the edge of her bra that revealed her full breasts. His hands reached under her, clumsily trying to unhook her bra. Qiao Jie leaned forward slightly, and Si Quan pulled the bra off, revealing her full breasts, round and symmetrical, with barely visible areolas, only a faint pink. Her small nipples, already hard, were only the size of soybeans. Si Quan's hands... One hand grasped Qiao Jie's breast, gently kneading it. The soft, full flesh and Qiao Jie's delicate breathing made Si Quan feel breathless from time to time. He couldn't help but bend down, his tongue touching the side of Qiao Jie's nipple, circling it, occasionally licking the small nipple. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and took Qiao Jie's nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking it with his tongue. Qiao Jie's body arched slightly, twisting her body, letting out a muffled moan, her hands stroking Si Quan's hair. Si Quan never expected that a woman he used to ignore would treat him so well. He was truly overjoyed. Looking at the soft flesh beneath him, his heart trembled uncontrollably.

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