Dancing Night Wanderer (XI)

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◆New Force

Shana Yersky's father was a Red Army marshal. She received a complete family education from a young age, possessing elegant and dignified manners and remarkable poise. Coming from a wealthy family and never experiencing hardship, she naturally developed a certain arrogance and self-confidence. In recent years, with the collapse of the Soviet Union, her father has lost his real power, and the family lives on his marshal's salary. With soaring prices, she has come to understand the hardships of life.
I think this is the biggest reason she volunteered!
Coming to Cambridge with an adventurous mindset, she was naturally surprised first, then impressed, and felt a sense of warmth from unfamiliarity. Wushuang is very good at interpersonal relationships, using both kindness and firmness. She demonstrated her abilities, particularly her money-making skills, which amazed Shana. Her design and application of computer software further impressed Shana, and she was impressed by me.
After a few days together, I learned a great deal from her, and I felt deeply benefited. However, I was filled with curiosity and questions about my relationship with the eleven beautiful women, but due to my upbringing and status, I couldn't bring myself to ask.
The meeting was on a Saturday. Sofia and Marissa had just arrived and missed each other dearly after half a month apart. After lunch, I invited them to take a nap to relieve the fatigue of their journey. Although they hadn't shared a room before, knowing everyone's usual practice of "coalition defense," they readily agreed.
The others watched them leave with amusement, as was the norm. Only two foreign guests, Batini and Shana, were at the table, exchanging puzzled glances.
Wushuang had prepared a schedule for Batini, including contacting India and translating software into Hindi, as well as lending her her correspondence coursework and the three people's reflection reports for further study. Batini was very grateful for this and was extremely obedient and loyal to Wushuang.
That day, Wushuang assigned her new homework, keeping her busy with reading. Wushuang herself took Shana back to her room, probably to begin her persuasive work.
I had no time to pay attention to any of this; as soon as I entered the room, Sofia and Marissa were already in my arms. Sofia's deep blue eyes held a tender tenderness, while Marisa's emerald eyes burned with passion, already making hearts pound.
I embraced Sofia and gave her a passionate kiss
. Marisa, impatient, pulled down her pants and kissed my penis, murmuring in Spanish, "Little brother, I've missed you so much! You know? Because of you, I cry every day!" My penis seemed to respond, nodding and trembling as it emerged.
Marisa was overjoyed, pushing us onto the bed, quickly stripping herself, and taking the first bite, crying out "Ouch!" "Ouch!" clearly choking.
But she didn't care, as fierce as a Western cowboy, galloping away. Sofia then realized what was happening, turning her head to look, and teasingly warned in a soft voice,
"Be careful! Don't crush your precious!"
I looked up and turned on the stereo, blasting a war drumbeat. Marisa, as if bewitched, swayed wildly, as if drunk.
Sofia removed my shirt, then undressed herself, cradling my face and kissing me tenderly. I, in turn, caressed her nipples, savoring the gentle touch.
In less than five minutes, Marissa was already moaning. While she was grinding against me, I channeled my energy and sucked, causing Marissa to cry out, "Ahhh!" and collapse limply, trembling as she released a torrent of vaginal fluid.
I collected her released vaginal fluid and testicles, pinching her philtrum. Marissa blinked, a bitter smile on her face as she asked herself, "Why so fast? Probably because I missed you too much..."
Then she patted Sofia's bare buttocks, chuckling, "Your turn. Serve me well, don't be as useless as me..."
She crawled to the side and lay down under the covers, blinking and truly falling asleep.
Sofia, having been celibate for a long time, wasn't as wild as I was. She remained elegant and refined, inviting me to mount her, then entwining herself with my vaginal fluids. I savored her devotion, feeling the tender, lingering affection, and used my thoughts to tell her, "Sofia, I love your gentleness so much! I miss you so much when you're not here, you know?"
She beamed, hugged me tightly, blinked, gently licked me, and whispered in my ear, "I miss you even more, Master! I often have insomnia at night, and I wish I could fly back right away." "
You can make arrangements to come back on weekends, okay?"
"No way! My older sister will talk, and Peiwen, Fen, and Fang will be unhappy too. If we move to Geneva next year, we can work together."
That's a good idea, I thought. Why wait until next year? Wushuang and the others don't have to attend classes anymore; they can settle in early and come back when it's time to submit their papers. It's the same thing.
I guided her, bringing her to orgasm twice in a row, until Sophia felt tired and nudged me, asking for a break.
I covered her with a blanket, held her in my arms, and massaged her back to lull her to sleep. Once she was sound asleep, I woke Marissa up again.
She craved wild stimulation, so I gave her that. I thrust wildly, like a stampede of horses, and soon I had her completely tamed.
Clinging to me, she begged for mercy, her voice sweet and gentle, "Master, you're going to expose me and kill me! Please, let me rest! Oh, didn't you want to take a nap? Come, let me hold you for a while." With
my limbs locked, she patted me to sleep, but after only a few strokes, she was already asleep herself.
I secretly regulated my breathing, deciding not to repay her. Otherwise, if she regained her energy, she'd want to cause trouble again. Like now, it would take at least two days for her to recover. Let her fend for herself!
I quietly got up and went outside, feeling even more energetic. In the main living room outside, Wushuang and Shana were talking!
The two women stood up when they saw me. Wushuang asked in Mandarin, "What's wrong?"
"We're both tired. We'll sleep until at least eight or nine o'clock."
Wushuang smiled and said, "This girl doesn't quite believe in your abilities, and her English isn't good either, making communication difficult. I suggest we fix her English pronunciation first, and get her Russian first, so we can talk to her in Russian."
"Have you talked to her yet?"
Wushuang nodded and switched to English, "Let's go to my room! Let our young master help you improve your English, okay?"
Shana nodded, blushing. The three of us went into the room together. I sat cross-legged on the bed, and Wushuang gestured for a demonstration, telling Shana to sit with her back to the bed, close her eyes, and focus her mind. I used my mental power to infuse the text, checking and determining the position, first "copying" the Russian text, then slowly inputting and printing out her lacking basic English, opening up several channels and connecting to the speech system.
It only took a little over half an hour to complete. I instructed her in Russian to sit to one side and meditate on the English. Wushuang came over and relayed the key points of the Russian text.
After Wushuang got up, she said to me, "Alright! Young Master, please go first! I'll talk to Shana later."
Shana's eyes widened as she listened to Wushuang speak fluent Russian. She slapped her forehead in shock. I smiled and went out to find Peiwen and the others to comfort my lovesickness, no longer wanting to get involved in this.
The five of us were absent from dinner, all sleeping soundly in bed. Wushuang and Shana came down hand in hand, their attitude intimate and happy, clearly having reached an understanding.
Sure enough, Wushuang brought Shana to me and pushed her into his arms: "Please kiss your bride, Shana has agreed to join the Ding family."
Hanmei, Yiyun, and the others clapped and cheered, while Angel urged me to hurry up. I reached out and lifted Shana's chin. She shyly tilted her head back, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement, glancing at me before quickly closing them again.
I lowered my head and kissed her fragrant lips; the soft, sweet taste was indeed very tender! She leaned softly against me, quite intoxicated. I was only jolted awake by the applause when I let go. The Indian girl, Batini, next to me also clapped along with everyone, but seemed a little sad.
We celebrated with champagne during the meal, and around 8 o'clock, Wushuang went upstairs to clear the room and called all five of Sofia's friends down for a make-up meal, while I took Shana for a walk.
This was the first time we'd been alone together, and we hadn't had a deep conversation in the past three days. Initially, we both felt a little awkward, but as we walked along the riverside path, watching couples holding hands and sitting close together, Shana couldn't help but take my arm. In fluent English, she said, "It's amazing! How did you correct my pronunciation so quickly and teach me so many words? My older sister said you'll teach me many, many more things, right?"
"Yes! Are you willing to learn?"
"Oh my god! This is my dream, of course I am! I want to get a doctorate like my older sister, build a career, give my father a good life, and make him proud of me."
I said in Russian, "By the way, you love your father very much, don't you? You even wanted to marry him when you were little!"
"Wow! That's incredible, how did you know all that?"
"There's nothing to hide! It's normal for a daughter to admire her father!"
"My father is truly great. He was a marshal, brave and heroic, tall and handsome, and he loved me very much. He hired the best teachers for me, and I still love and appreciate him to this day."
"Do you still want to marry him?"
Shana patted my arm and giggled, "Of course not! Otherwise, why would I have agreed to marry you, my older sister!"
I said, "You still have a record of an injury, right? The scars still haven't healed?"
"You know again, how awful! Yes, this is my ugliest side. Luckily it's on my back, otherwise I wouldn't dare to show my face to anyone."
I reached out and touched my back; sure enough, there were at least ten scars. She said, "Yes, these are the ones that make me afraid to wear bikinis and backless dresses. My tailor used to always praise my beautiful back curves, but now it's all ruined."
I couldn't help but laugh, "I can remove the scars..."
Shana was overjoyed and hugged and kissed me, "Really! So cute! My older sister said you have superpowers, is this one too? Anything else?"
A round pebble on the roadside suddenly jumped up on its own and shot towards Shana. Shana screamed, but it was too late to dodge. I opened my palm, and the pebble spun around and landed in my palm before slowly flying back to its original spot. Shana snapped out 　　of her daze
, giggling, and playfully punched me. "You scared me to death! Playing pranks like this will scare me to death sooner or later!" I smiled and said, "Sorry!" A small flower by the roadside floated up and landed in front of her. 　　Shana caught it, brought it close to her nose to smell it, and the petals suddenly closed, covering the tip of her nose. She jumped again and screamed. 　　I laughed loudly. A couple nearby looked over. Shana rolled her eyes, threw the flower away, and pulled me back, blushing. "How embarrassing! You made me look foolish, were you so pleased with yourself?" 　　I stopped laughing and asked, "Are you angry? Just kidding!" 　　I shook my head, and she chuckled, "How could I? I was just really scared, my heart is still pounding!" 　　I reached out and touched it; it was indeed a little fast. I quickly apologized again. She took my hand, gently bit it with her teeth, and whispered, "Big sister is right, you're lustful. Can you just touch me like that?" 　　"Of course not with others, but what does it matter to my own wife?" 　　She bit me again. I said, "Like you! Can you just grab any man's hand and bite it? Doesn't that mean you're lustful too?" 　　She didn't answer, but held my right arm tightly, her left breast resting on my elbow, letting me feel its softness. 　　When we got home, the living room was empty, so we went upstairs. 　　At first, she refused to be naked in front of me while bathing, partly out of shyness, and partly because of the scars on her back. I said, "How can you treat it if you don't see it clearly? You're going to marry me, why are you still shy?" 　　She was captivated by my muscular physique, and hearing this, she had no choice but to remove her large towel and step into the bathtub. Sure 　　enough, there were thirteen scars on my back, some as large as coins, others as small as soybeans, running from my shoulders down to my buttocks. I pulled my skin tight enough to cover it, and I felt relieved: "I guarantee it will heal. We'll start right after the bath." 　　She turned and snuggled up to me, lying on her side in the water, using a sponge to dry my body, saying coquettishly, "You're so cute! Thank you so much, young master!" 　　She was still speaking Russian, so I said, "How about I teach you Chinese? Everyone understands." 　　"Of course! We're right next to China, so it'll be more convenient if we can speak Chinese!" 　　I asked her if there was anything else she was dissatisfied with besides my back that needed some adjustments. She requested that my face, breasts, and hips be the same as everyone else's. 　　Looking closely at her, I said, "Have you noticed that your bones are thicker than others? You'll easily gain weight after thirty, and you could easily become a fat person weighing over 100 kilograms." 　　"Oh my god! How could that be? It's worse than killing me!" 　　"Your mother is this size too, right? How much does she weigh?" 　　"My dad and mom are both big. My dad is 190 centimeters tall and weighs 120 kilograms. My mom is 180 centimeters tall and weighs 90 kilograms. They don't look that fat." 　　"You're 65 kilograms and 173 centimeters tall now, right? You won't grow taller after losing your virginity, but you'll gain weight." 　　"What should I do? Young Master, please think of a way to deal with this. It'll be embarrassing for you if your wife gets so fat, right?" 　　I rubbed her breasts and laughed, "Okay, for the sake of your own face, you'll have to put in more effort, won't you? But you also have to cooperate. Practice your internal energy more, eat more vegetables, and eat less meat, understand?" 　　"Yes! I will obey Young Master's orders." 　　I sat half-sitting and let her lie face down on me, her head between her breasts. I pressed my right palm against her head and told her to bear it. I immediately channeled my mental energy and heat into her central channel, flowing down her legs, gradually intensifying the process to expel impurities from her internal organs, especially refining her stomach and intestines, and limiting their expansion. Then, I used my left palm to massage the scars, causing the surrounding skin to gradually close up. 　　She initially sweated profusely, with a slightly fishy odor, feeling as if her insides were burning. Then, she gradually relaxed, and the heat surged through the thirteen scars on her back, squeezing them together until they closed up and began to fade. 　　I then released my right palm from her head and used both hands to knead her from head to neck down, while simultaneously using my mental energy to stir warm water to rinse her back, removing the plug to drain the dirty water, and turning on the showerhead above to let the fine stream of water flow down. 　　After rinsing her back and front, I wrapped her in a large towel and put her on the bed, still in a prone position, continuing to massage her arms and legs, and giving her buttocks special shaping. 　　Turning her to her front, I did the same as before, starting from the top of her head, correcting any minor facial imperfections, thickening and rounding her earlobes, and then moving down to her neck, shoulders, chest, and abdomen. Her breasts, pulled and rubbed like steamed buns, were fixed at 37 inches, her waist at 23 inches, and her abdomen kept flat. Her pubic hair was fine and soft, with thin layers of fat, so I pushed and squeezed the flesh of her thighs to fill it in slightly. Her vulva, a line of hair, felt warm to the touch, and I shaped it further, removing stray hairs from both sides. I slightly adjusted the muscles of her legs, removing all the hair from her 　　calves, until I reached her feet. Only then did I remember to ask her, "Do you want some color added to your skin? Like Angel?" Shana lay stiffly, seemingly oblivious to the sensation. When I touched her vulva, she closed her eyes, her face flushed, biting her teeth but remaining silent. Hearing this, she casually replied, "Yes," forcing me to redo everything from head to toe. 　　This time, however, I was faster. I absorbed the pigment from the ends of her hair and applied it from top to bottom, front to back, covering the entire vulva, not even sparing her vulva. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　◆Tuojiang 　　Rushing out, Shana was still naked, looking in the mirror. She looked here and there, seemingly unable to believe it was real, until I coughed and she realized what was happening. She opened her arms and hugged me tightly, showering me with kisses, making soft "tsk tsk" sounds: "Thank you, thank you! It's truly amazing! Young Master, I don't know how I can ever repay you..."

I ran my hands through her soft, golden hair, combing it back and down until it was dry and smooth. I laughed and said, "Being my wife is the best reward; nothing else needs to be said."
Shana took off my bathrobe, kissed my chest, and said nothing more. I bent down, picked her up, and carried her to the bedside. She pulled me to lie down beside her, immediately clinging to me, kissing my chest and abdomen, her hand already reaching for my penis.
My penis trembled and stood erect, startling her: "My God! It's so big, who can handle it?"
I laughed: "Everyone loves it, didn't Wushuang tell you?"
"Big sister only said you're incredibly capable, making people feel like they're in heaven, unforgettable, but she
didn't describe what it looks like." "You don't like it?"
She glanced at it, biting her lower lip: "I don't know, I'm a little scared." She compared the length to her navel, then pounced on the bed, crying out in a sweet voice, "Oh my God! It'll pierce me..."
I ignored her, turned over and sucked on her nipple, my devilish hand exploring, teasing her clitoris. She quickly became hot, moaning, "It's so itchy! Ugh..."
I ignored her, finishing one thing and moving on to another. Her muscles trembled, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, "It's so uncomfortable! Master!"
Finally, she couldn't resist cupping my face, guiding me upwards, sandwiching me between her legs.
I kissed her, teasing her tongue as it parted her teeth, licking her mouth, and a gush of saliva gushed out. I sucked it all into my stomach, coaxing out her little tongue, then capturing it again with a lingering sucking.
Her passion, aroused by this teasing, was already raging, moaning in her throat, clinging to me. I shifted to the right position, pushing down, and she shook off my lips, crying, "It hurts, it hurts!"
I squeezed in and teased her, she must have felt an unbearable itch! She twisted her waist and pulled in her abdomen to meet me. I went with the flow, thrusting all the way in. She cried out, locking me in and trembling, two strings of tears rolling down her blue eyes.
I kissed her eyes and smiled reassuringly, "The ordeal is over, the pain will soon subside."
With a flick of my wrist, I gently touched, teased, scraped, and tickled, stimulating her from the inside out. The deepest part of her flower, stimulated by this, immediately sent out a wave of ecstasy.
She shook her head and groaned, her brow gradually relaxing, her limbs loosening.
I slowly lifted her, inch by inch, as she held her breath, enduring the intense itching from the scraping. Just as I reached the end, she opened her lips as if to cry out, but I slowly moved forward again.
She sighed, waiting and enduring, until I touched her core. She couldn't help but gasp, her whole body trembling as if struck by lightning.
I stopped moving and asked, "How does it feel? Does it still hurt?"
She rolled her eyes at me, shook her head slightly, and sighed softly, "You're so good at teasing me, I'm so itchy, I don't care about the pain at all..."
I continued, thrusting quickly and then slowly, making her exhale "Ah!" each time I reached the bottom. It worked every time, so I gradually increased the speed. Her head swayed on the pillow, sometimes arching her neck, her cherry lips slightly parted, her breath sweet as orchids, "Ah, um" sounds incessant, her beautiful face changing constantly, her seductive charm intoxicating!
Before long, I had brought her to orgasm, she cried out "Ah! Oh!" and then locked in trembling.
I paused briefly, drawing in her virgin yin essence, harmonizing it in her dantian, and exhaled a breath.
She slowly awoke, relaxing me: "I died, didn't I? That was so exciting! I really thought I was going to die!!"
"Was it pleasurable?"
"So pleasurable! So relaxing! But the feeling just now was really unpleasant!"
"You didn't like it?"
"Who said I didn't like it?"
"Want to try again?"
"What, you can... Oh my god! You really could kill me."
I slowly rocked her, gradually increasing the intensity, and she adapted better, twisting her limbs in response. I was already familiar with the techniques and had broadened my approach, so I propped myself up and began the constant, repetitive movements. Gradually, she struggled and twisted wildly, moaning loudly, and finally ejaculated again.
The third time, she was at her limit, trembling and surrendering before she even reached her climax. When she woke up again, she pleaded pitifully, "Master, I give up! Go find my elder sister! I'm so exhausted."
I held her still, stroking her to calm her down, using my mental power to remind her to focus on memorizing and learning. Then I kissed her, our tongues intertwined, and guided her energy through her acupoints, opening the major and minor circulation channels, performing nine cycles of energy circulation before leaving.
She was once again surprised and delighted, feeling relaxed and comfortable all over. I taught her to sit cross-legged, gather energy, and circulate it nine times. She followed the instructions with great interest and quickly got into the flow.
After getting up, I deliberately asked to do it again. She put on a pitiful look, "I really can't take it anymore! Go find my elder sister! Let me sleep for a bit, I'll keep you company tomorrow."
I turned off the light, hugged her, and laid her down, massaging her to reduce the swelling. I covered her with a blanket and urged her to sleep.
"Okay! Sleep! Remember your promise, tomorrow!"
she responded obediently, curling up and falling asleep peacefully.
Over the next two days, I transmitted to her Chinese, computer skills, business knowledge, the true meaning of democracy, free thought, stock market operations, self-defense techniques, internal energy cultivation methods, and the principles of traditional Chinese medicine, among other things. In the evenings, besides making love, I also supervised her practice. She was now completely devoted to and admired me.
During this time, Wushuang personally took her to the city to purchase a large quantity of clothing for all four seasons, jewelry, watches, a million-pound bank account, and a gold card checkbook as wedding gifts.
Shana's gratitude and appreciation were beyond words.
After she had stayed for ten days, her whole family saw her off at the airport as if she were going on a long journey. Shana tearfully said goodbye, repeatedly promising to make arrangements and to return often to report for duty.
Wushuang and I, of course, comforted her repeatedly until the very last moment before she finally left. Upon arriving in Moscow, she immediately called home to report her safe arrival and promptly began operations: renting an office, hiring staff, and conducting business research. Within three months, with the cooperation of her Taiwan and Japanese branches, she secured her first triangular trade deal, exporting 900,000 wool sweaters produced in mainland China to Russia via Taiwan. Russia then purchased iron ore and crude steel to sell to Taiwan and Japan, earning over two million US dollars.
Iron ore and crude steel were precisely the raw materials that Taiwan and Japan had long needed. The initial trial sale was a success, and orders poured in. Therefore, Wu Shuang personally led Angel, Friel, and Michiko on a long-term expedition to Moscow, Taiwan, and Japan to sign long-term contracts with all three parties. During the winter break, she took Peiwen, Fen, and Fang to mainland China, investing 500,000 US dollars in a joint venture knitting factory in Shanghai, acquiring a 49% stake. They expanded the factory, added machinery, and began producing various sweaters for export.
Of course, Wu Shuang returned home after this trip. From her grandfather to the servants, everyone in her family was incredibly proud of her, hosting a 50-table banquet to welcome her "triumphant return," regarding her achievements as a miracle!
She secretly confided to her mother that it was all thanks to me, that I had helped her grow and thrive, and frankly admitted that she and I were already married.
Her mother, though surprised, didn't complain or get angry, only offering her deepest blessings. They agreed that after she obtained her degree, she would bring me home to visit her family.
Wu Shuang was overjoyed and immediately ordered the top five floors of a skyscraper under construction on Dunhua Road, requesting changes to the design: three floors for offices, two floors for duplexes, and a garden and swimming pool on the rooftop platform. She also signed a contract with an interior design company, agreeing to start interior decoration as soon as the first phase of construction was completed and the property handed over. All payments and supervision were handled by Si Qin from the branch office.
As a result, her father and grandfather admired her extravagant spending, spending over NT$200 million without batting an eye.
Upon returning, she reported to me, beaming with joy, and hugged me tightly, saying, "Honey, now it's all right! We're legitimate now. When we go back to Taiwan, you can swagger around! Can't I do it?"
Of course she's capable. During those two trips to the Far East and Russia, she not only signed three contracts for setting up factories, investing, and acquiring property, but also found real-life doctoral dissertation material. She, Angel, Ferrier, and Penny wrote their dissertations, and all four have secured their doctorates.
That's why I didn't get involved. Actually, I wasn't idle. I traveled extensively throughout Europe, accompanied by Sofia, Marissa, Finn, and Fang in rotation, meeting with liaisons in various countries, guiding them in finding business opportunities, strengthening their professional development, setting up assessment lists, and establishing offices and rapid communication networks.
In Spain and Hamburg, we even increased office staff, officially incorporating them into the operational organization.
My skills improved further, naturally due to having many wives.
To ensure each wife was satisfied and well-fed, I had to work overtime. Like that time when we passed six hurdles in a row, I learned a trick: absorb but don't expend, making everyone self-sufficient.
As a result, some took two days to recover, while others took three or four. During the recovery period, there was absolutely no interest in sex, and I was even afraid to do it, preferring that I find someone else, thank goodness.
With so much absorption, it's hard not to improve! But this also has its problems; the skill gap is too large, and several people are no match for them. As soon as they exert their energy, they all immediately surrender and raise the white flag.
Hanmei and Yiyun are the most noticeable; just one inhalation and they're completely clean in three minutes, refusing to respond for a week.
Both of their bellies are huge. Although Yiyun is a few months behind, because she's a twin, her belly is growing particularly fast, already resembling half a large watermelon on her lower abdomen, quite astonishing.
Two things happened during this time worth mentioning. One was the Indian girl, Batini.
She was diligent in her work and studies, and had already established connections with India, exporting low-value electrical appliances from Taiwan, which was quite an achievement. After Wushuang went to the Far East, she came three days a week, sometimes staying overnight, to help the two heavily pregnant women, Hanmei and Yiyun. Of course, with Sophia and Marissa there, they could also take full responsibility.
Once, Hanmei and Yiyun went back to their rooms one after the other to handle official business. Hanmei and Yiyun were useless; within ten minutes, they both groaned and went back to their rooms, leaving me alone.
At that moment, Batini seized the opportunity, running in naked except for a white gauze robe, and climbing onto my bed.
Actually, I had already sensed it! I noticed her as soon as she entered the room, but I felt that what was bound to happen would happen, and I couldn't stop it, so I remained calm and waited for things to unfold.
Batini thought I was asleep, so she quietly got into bed, took off her robe, tucked it under the covers, and snuggled up to me. At first, she didn't dare move, afraid of waking me. After a while, seeing no movement, she became bolder, stretching her legs, arms, and hands, and hugged me. I had to pretend to be asleep
, but I noticed her body was very hot. Looking closely, I realized she was ovulating; there were five eggs in her fallopian tubes.
I couldn't help but laugh to myself. No wonder India has such a large population! Marrying at twelve or thirteen, and ovulating like that, she might have five babies at once.
It's hard to believe she's like this. Twenty-three or twenty-four, right? Still chaste. What prompted her to defy custom and study abroad alone? At her age and with her family background, in India, she'd probably be a mother of several children by now.
A sudden surge of sympathy, pity, and research interest welled up within me. I examined her face; it was flushed and full of excitement, her large, dark eyes filled with longing and a hint of sadness.
With her eyes closed, I turned to the side. Batini quickly pulled her arms and legs back, curling into a ball, too afraid to move. I deliberately pressed one leg and one arm against her.
She was initially startled, then delighted, and snuggled closer. I pressed my hand against her head and face, my palm covering her crown. A wisp of mental energy silently transmitted down, subtly examining her brain.
The brain has no sensation, and mental energy is hundreds of times finer than a thread, and without heat, it's difficult to detect. I, however, "read" her "native language," transmitting Hindi back to her.
She had been engaged twice, once at the age of twelve and again at fourteen, but neither marriage took place. Shortly after each engagement, her fiancé died, and she was considered an unlucky woman.
No family of equal social standing wanted her; many were from lower social classes, but her family felt ashamed and preferred not to marry her.
Under these circumstances, influenced and encouraged by her aunt and uncle, she studied diligently and arrived in England for university.
There were Indian male students in England, sons of wealthy and powerful families, who brought their wives, but none dared to approach her. Those from poor backgrounds were too busy working and studying to care for themselves, so she looked down on them. Therefore, she resolved to emulate Indira Gandhi and rise above her circumstances, overcoming many obstacles to reach her current position.
She admires and is curious about our family, and has secretly loved me for a long time. However, because Wushuang didn't help her, and because she feared bringing me bad luck, she hesitated to confess her feelings. But she has suffered much pain and torment, enduring sleepless nights and loneliness; it's truly pitiful.
Bardini dared not move, her eyes darting around, her love and desire growing stronger, her brainwaves racing. Her nipples had already doubled in size, and her breasts were surely wet.
She had been resting on my right arm, but I released my left palm, turned it over, and lay face up, my little brother already erect.
She noticed the change and quietly reached out to touch it. Upon touching it, she seemed surprised, yet couldn't put it down, measuring and stroking it incessantly.
I pretended to be half-asleep and asked in English, "You're back?"
She was startled, released my hand, and answered with a nasal "Mmm!"
I mumbled with my eyes closed, "It's itchy again! Come on!"
She hesitated for ten seconds, then climbed on top, bent over, one hand on my little brother, and sat down forcefully.
It must have hurt a lot! She gritted her teeth, her eyes tightly closed, a sound still escaping her throat. She sat down three times before finally reaching the bottom, two streams of tears rolling down her cheeks and dripping onto my chest. She trembled and slumped down.
I couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore. I opened my eyes, feigning surprise, and asked, "Ah! It's you? Bardini, you…"
She was startled but not flustered. Perhaps since things had come to this, I could only push her down. She grabbed my head, lowered her
head to kiss my lips, sealing my doubts and accusations, and then figured out what to do next! Realizing I couldn't go too far, I returned the gesture, grabbing her lips and sucking on her tongue and breath. A cool sensation spread between us, it felt wonderful!
After a while, she looked up to breathe, perhaps she was also uncomfortable from the itching? Slightly panting, she looked at me and whispered, "Young Master! I love you so much, so much! Let me be your slave, to serve you and the First Madam forever..."
Stroking her face and lips, I said, "Since things have come to this, there's no need for a slave anymore. Be my concubine!"
She was overjoyed and said repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I'm willing to be your concubine, I'm willing..."
I pushed her breasts and teased her, pinching her red cherries, "Then let's get moving! Want to slack off?"

◆ Hui Woman

Having toiled for most of the night for Batini, since she was to be my concubine, I couldn't not put in some effort. Taking advantage of her first time, I cleansed her body, strengthened her stamina, transformed her, and removed impurities. At the same time, I added an external massage and slightly reshaped her appearance, removing a layer of melanin from her skin. The next day, she found her skin to be fair and rosy, with fine texture and a slight glow. The small bump on her nose bridge was gone, her earlobes were pearly, and her chin was slightly rounded. Overjoyed, she wept and knelt down to pay her respects to me.
I pulled her up, patted her bare bottom, and laughed, scolding, "What are you doing? Cursing me..."
She quickly covered my mouth, pressing her face against my chest, "Please, don't say such terrible things. I love you and respect you. You will always be my master!"
I suckled on her breast, teasing, "Weren't you my husband? How come you've become my master again?"
"In India, the husband is the master of his wife. He can make her do anything, even take her life."
"That's so barbaric! Is it still like that now?"
"The law forbids it, but there are still vicious husbands who, coveting other women's dowries, secretly burn their wives to death. Many have died."
"How cruel! Why burn them?"
Batini sighed. "To make things easier and leave no trace, in many parts of India, kerosene is used for cooking. While the wife is cooking in the kitchen, the husband pours a bucket of kerosene on her, immediately starting a fire. Losing a kitchen and his wife might even garner sympathy, making it easier to remarry." Truly,
"the world is full of wonders!" But this is something not only I can't control, but even the Indian government is powerless to do anything about it. I told Batini that the fundamental way to reform is to address education, customs, and the law simultaneously; only then can it be successful.
She said, "I know, so I'm determined to study and go into business, hoping that one day, with money and power, I can improve the treatment and fate of women in our country."
I admired her ambition and felt I could help in this regard. Therefore, over the next two days, I imparted a great deal of knowledge to her, enabling her to learn not only Chinese, English, and French, but also breathing exercises and self-defense techniques, bringing her to a level almost comparable to an angel.
Hanmei, Yiyun, and even the wives who returned one after another, were not surprised or resistant to Batini's arrival; they all believed it was inevitable. Everyone only welcomed and blessed her. Hanmei even, on behalf of Wushuang, presented clothes, jewelry, a gold watch, and one million pounds as a congratulatory gift, as is
customary. Batini was overjoyed and grateful beyond measure. She came every day afterward, spending every day with me until Wushuang and the others returned. Hanmei and Yiyun, with their lighter burden, treated her even better, and she, in turn, was completely obedient to me, serving me meticulously.
In December, less than ten days after Wushuang returned, she went to the mainland again. During this time, Heidi, far away in Saudi Arabia, suddenly appeared.
One afternoon around 5 PM, Hanmei suddenly received a call looking for General Manager Wushuang. Hanmei asked who she was and what she wanted. The woman replied, "My name is Heidi, and I escaped from Saudi Arabia."
Hanmei immediately transferred the call to me. I gave her my name and position and asked where she was. She said, "I just got off the plane and cleared customs. I wanted to ask if our last appointment is still valid? Is it convenient for me to come over now?"
Her voice was weak and soft, as if she hadn't eaten for days. A feeling of sympathy welled up inside me, and I comforted her, "Of course it's valid! You're welcome to come over. Do you have an address?"
"I remember, 100 Cambridge Road, right?"
"Yes, just go out into the lobby and call a taxi. Tell the driver this address. It's opposite Cambridge University. We'll wait for you and can pay the fare for you."
"Thank you, I have some. I'll be right there. Goodbye!"
Before hanging up, I used my mental power to find her. Now I can multitask, combining my third eye, third ear, and telekinesis to travel dozens or even hundreds of miles while still functioning normally at home, though I seem a bit tired. In the past few trials, Hanmei or someone else noticed and, thinking I was sleepy, would usually help me back to bed.
This time was similar; Hanmei noticed I was somewhat dazed and called to Batini, "Look how sleepy Grandpa is again! Quickly help him to sleep for a while. Strange! He was perfectly fine just now!"
Batini touched my forehead with concern and helped me to bed, where I simply lay down and fell asleep.
Actually, my telekinesis had already reached the airport and was truly shocked to see Heidi. She was as thin as a bamboo pole, weighing at most 35 kilograms, but standing at 170 centimeters tall. She was wearing jeans and a denim outfit, her hair cut into a boyish buzz cut, and her gaunt face was dominated by a pair of large, round, dark eyes. But those eyes were truly captivating, like a pair of jewels, sparkling brightly, perhaps because she had escaped her cage and was particularly excited!
I whispered in her ear and followed her out. I watched her hail a taxi, get into the back seat, and then lean against the window, watching the street scene with great interest. We
arrived at my house after about half an hour. She took out money from her pocket to pay the fare, pulled out ten pounds from a wad of cash, and gave it to the driver, telling him to keep the change—she was very kind.
I got back into my body and stood up; Bardini was still sitting there watching.
"Why didn't you sleep a little longer? It's only been half an hour!"
"Heidi's here, hurry down and greet her, she's so pitiful!"
The housekeeper had already brought her in, and the five of us went downstairs together. Sophia was also there. I stepped forward: "I'm Ding Yun, welcome, Miss Heidi!"
She looked at me with her big eyes, blushed, and bowed deeply: "Hello, Chairman, I escaped in such a sorry state, and I'm so sorry to have disturbed you so much! Isn't the General Manager here?"
I said he was away on a business trip, and introduced her to Hanmei, Yiyun, Bartini, and Sophia, addressing them all by their titles. Hanmei and the others felt sorry for her frail appearance and surrounded her, helping her sit on the large sofa, asking her all sorts of questions about what had happened. Heidi felt warmed and blinked, saying, "To get out, I pretended to be sick for over a month, deliberately not eating, and even if I ate, I would try to vomit it up. My father had no choice but to send me to the hospital for IV drips and psychological treatment. With the help of my teacher, I escaped using her son's passport."
How much hardship was contained in those few simple words? "It's already a miracle if you don't starve to death after a month without food."
Yi Yun understood this feeling best and admired her greatly, stroking her withered hand: "I really admire your courage and perseverance. No one could endure that. Master, you have to think of a way to help Heidi recover quickly."
Heidi took out her plane ticket and passport, smiling slightly: "The name on the ticket is wrong. My teacher bought another economy class ticket. Can this one be refunded? I want to send the refund to my teacher. She spent a lot of money on me, and I should return it to her."
Han Mei took it and handed it to Bartini: "It's definitely possible. We're very familiar with the travel agency, don't worry!"
Heidi handed over her passport as well, smiling bitterly: "Please send this back as well. It's my junior brother's; the address is on it."
She took a look and sure enough, there was a photo of a boy inside, with a crew cut and big eyes, somewhat resembling her, but only thirteen or fourteen years old. Heidi explained: "That was done three years ago. That's why customs didn't give us any trouble. Children change quickly, especially at this age. No one can predict how tall they'll grow or what they'll look like..."
Indeed! "Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls, after half a month apart, might have grown half a foot taller and developed a face full of acne—the changes are truly rapid,"
Heidi said, suddenly clutching her stomach and bending over, large beads of sweat seeping from her white forehead. Hanmei and Yiyun were startled, one asking her, "What's wrong?" Someone called to me, "Sir, come quickly and treat me..."
I went over, sat down beside her, and pressed my hand against her stomach. A surge of heat entered, helping her to move. "You must have eaten too much on the plane. Your stomach can't handle it, right?"
Heidi's pain immediately subsided. She looked up, her face flushed. "Thank you, it really is. I'm better now."
Everyone suddenly understood. Sophia couldn't help but gently say, "You haven't eaten in a long time. You can't eat too much at once."
Heidi leaned back on the sofa and smiled bitterly. "I know, but I'm so anxious. I hope to recover quickly. I'm here to work and study, not to recuperate..."
Hanmei took the towel brought by the servant and wiped her sweat. "Poor thing! Don't worry, everything will be fine here. Please trust us, especially our chairman, our sir. He has miraculous powers to heal you and help you recover quickly."
I stood up. "Let's go upstairs! You really need treatment. Otherwise, you should at least stay in the hospital for three months."
She was really weak. Perhaps feeling safe and relaxed, her physical strength was failing her.
Sofia and Bartini flanked her as they carried her upstairs and placed her on my large bed. On the wall beside the bed hung photos of each of my wives, all dressed in white gowns. Wushuang was in the center, the others radiating outwards. The last one was Bartini's photo; she automatically took one and added it to the picture.
Heidi looked on with some surprise. Bartini pointed to Wushuang's photo: "This is the General Manager, also the eldest sister, our young master's first wife."
She instructed them to position Heidi's head towards the edge of the bed, her hands pressed against the crown of her head. They channeled their mental energy and heat into her central meridian, purifying her body and refining her internal organs. Soon, she was drenched in a slightly smelly sweat, her clothes soaked through.
She gritted her teeth, enduring the heat, sweat rolling down her face, as if she were being tortured. After about five minutes, the heat gradually subsided. Feeling sorry for her frail body, I dispersed the remaining energy into her internal organs to replenish her vital energy.
I withdrew my hand and said, "Alright! Go take a shower and change your clothes. See where Sister Mei is staying, go get some sleep first!"
Heidi sat up, feeling refreshed and full of energy. Seeing that I was also covered in sweat, she said apologetically, "I'm so grateful to have troubled you!"
Sophia wiped my face, and Hanmei said, "Come on, let me make some arrangements for you, so the young master can rest too. You're so thin, it'll be hard to find clothes for you."
She obediently left, leaving Sophia alone in the room. She wanted me to lie down for a while, and I asked with a smile, "What? Want me to get some nourishment? I'm full of energy and vitality."
Sophia, having suffered defeat after defeat, was already afraid of me. She took
my arm and led me out, laughing softly, "It's Bardini's turn tonight, let her help Grandpa get some nourishment! My back is still aching from yesterday! Marissa isn't back yet, I think I should go back to Hamburg." She pinched her round bottom, laughing and scolding, "Don't go! Don't even think about slacking off until Wushuang comes back."
Sofia chuckled, "Sigh! I was hoping Heidi would be a strongman, but she's just skin and bones, can she even be used?"
"What are you saying! She's seeking freedom, she has lofty ideals, don't get any funny ideas, didn't I tell you a long time ago, no way!"
"Fine! I don't care. But like Bardini, isn't she the same…"
Bardini walked over from the other side of the corridor, interrupting, "Sister, what did you say about me? What happened to me?"
Sofia quickly corrected herself, "You said you're on duty tonight, and you should give Grandpa a good nourishment."
"I've already done my best, what can I do if Grandpa isn't full? How about this, sister, you help out tonight too…"
"You want to kill me?... I see Fourth Sister looks quite well, go invite her!"
Marissa returned for dinner that evening. Batini was overjoyed and immediately invited her. Marissa readily agreed; she had been in Spain for five days and was starving.
Heidi was also invited down to eat by the maid. Yiyun specifically instructed Zhou Sao to cook easily digestible minced meat and pork liver porridge for her. After she sat down, Yiyun realized something and exclaimed, "Oh no!"
"You're Muslim and don't eat pork, right? I'm sorry, I forgot. How about steak instead?"
Heidi was wearing Batini's old wide robe that dragged on the ground, tied with a ribbon around her waist. She didn't look too thin, but her bald head made her look even smaller, and her bright eyes even bigger.
She bowed to me first, then to everyone, before sitting down: "I broke my vow on the plane! It's so unreasonable! They say pork is dirty, but I think it tastes quite good!"
Yiyun was relieved and told her to eat the porridge with side dishes. Sofia and Marissa ate hard bread while we ate our meal.
I introduced the dishes to Marissa. Sofia told Marissa about Heidi's escape. Marissa felt sorry for her and thought for a moment, "I'll get you a Spanish passport! We can take some photos when you've gained a little weight. But there's a problem, what should we do?"
Everyone looked at Marissa: "It's the entry stamp! A new passport without a single stamp, there'll be a problem leaving the country!"
"Going with me shouldn't be a problem. But just to be safe, next time you come back, call me before you leave the country and give both passports to customs. They'll stamp both. Remember, call first."
The wives knew my capabilities and didn't say anything, only Marissa agreed confidently. Heidi stared wide-eyed at us, full of questions, but could only keep them to herself.
I told her to eat small, frequent meals and drink plenty of fresh milk, and instructed Aunt Zhou to make her a late-night snack every night and keep plenty of milk in her refrigerator. Aunt Zhou agreed and asked her what room number she was staying in.
Heidi didn't understand, but Batini said she was staying in number twelve, with her. I then read it to Heidi, who was very grateful, her big eyes constantly glancing at me.
Over the next week, she joined in the family's regular activities, gradually gaining weight—five kilograms. However, she couldn't swim and dared not wear a bikini, so she only did the morning exercises with us and tried meditating while watching us swim.
She was full of curiosity about everything and studied diligently. Hanmei gave her correspondence course materials, which she memorized in her spare time.
Wushuang returned half a month later, and the house became lively again. Wushuang's cheerful and selfless nature, and her elegant and beautiful appearance, immediately captivated Heidi. She became her little follower, even sleeping almost inseparable from her.
Wushuang recounted her conquest of Shanghai, her pride evident: "While Peiwen's father's phone call was effective, our gifts were even more so! The mayor of Shanghai gave us $100,000, and every bureau chief who came to visit received $10,000. They were all as obedient as grandsons, and even said they'd award me a medal for my reputation!"
Peiwen was impressed: "Grandpa, you have no idea how impressive my eldest sister was. She said, 'Keep it! When we get back, we'll tell our grandpa. If he's interested in investing again, we can buy a house and put it there. Otherwise, what's the use of me taking it back?'"
She mimicked Wushuang's mannerisms perfectly, and Wushuang's Beijing accent was equally impressive. Everyone burst into laughter, except for Heidi, who stared blankly.
Wushuang pulled her aside, patted her buzz cut, and said in English, "Baby, you're so pitiful! You can't understand Chinese, it's like being mute or deaf! Aren't you sad?"
Heidi nestled in her arms like a child, blinking and nodding. Wushuang instructed me, "Master, please! Everything else can wait, but you can't neglect teaching her Chinese, right?"
That night, Wushuang was on duty and brought her along, half-pressuring, half-begging me to start immediately. I had no choice but to comply, telling them both to go back to their room. I guided her to sleep on Wushuang's bed and taught her Chinese.

◆ Christmas Day

Early in the morning, the whole family gathered at the foot of the pyramids for morning exercises. Heidi was five minutes late. As soon as she arrived, she bowed to everyone and said in Chinese, "Good morning, ladies!" Then she walked up to me, suddenly knelt down, and kissed my feet.
I blushed, grabbed my arms with both hands and pulled me up, deliberately asking casually, "What kind of custom is this? According to our family's etiquette, to express gratitude, you should kiss here."
I pointed to my cheeks, which is indeed what every wife does.
Heidi, slightly plump, blushed, but without hesitation, she tiptoed and kissed my cheeks, whispering sincerely, "Sir, thank you for your kindness! Really!"
Her voice was so soft, so gentle, so sweet, her breath like orchids. Though it was only for a moment, her sincere and profound feelings reached my heart. My heart pounded, and I took a step back, saying, "Alright! Thank you! Don't worry about it. Everyone, let's go swimming!" I
dove underwater first and swam 500 meters in one go before surfacing to continue. After swimming 5,000 meters, everyone was practicing meditation. Only then did I notice that Heidi, wearing a one-piece swimsuit, was still practicing kicking the pool while holding onto the edge.
She had been there for almost three weeks and had gained ten kilograms. She was lively and active, interested in everything and eager to learn. Wushuang took a liking to her, treating her like her own child or shadow. Within a few days, he had Heidi move in and sleep in the same bed with him, and even personally took her shopping to buy several sets of loungewear.
I wanted to buy more, but Heidi refused, saying she'd gain weight and could wait until she settled down.
This old-fashioned swimsuit, was it bought around that time? And now she finally dared to wear it out in the water.
I joked, "Want me to teach you? I used to be a swimming instructor."
Heidi blushed slightly, "Thank you, sir! I'm so envious of how well you swim, better than a fish."
Seeing her slightly wrinkled fingertips, I said, "You've been in the water too long to swim. If you want to learn, start at 2 PM."
She obediently climbed on, her two thin legs like cranes, white and slender, pitifully thin! Sure enough,
she went to the pool to wait at 2 PM. I had wanted to find someone to take a nap with me, but I had to give up that idea.
I said, "You're so thin, it's pitiful. How about I give you a massage and teach you some Qi cultivation?"
Heidi was overjoyed: "Great! My older sister said that Master has a pair of magic hands. She used to be like me; after Master touched her, she grew bigger and fuller in less than a month."
I put a plank on the platform, then pulled the plank over and placed it on the platform, securing it with a rope. Suddenly, I felt awkward: "Did Wushuang tell you how to massage? You have to take off all your clothes."
Her heart was pounding like a deer's, her voice was audible, and even her ears were bright red. She lowered her eyelids, not daring to look at me, but had already pulled down the rope, softly saying, "I dare to do it in front of Master, but not to others."
The meaning was obvious; how could she not understand? I didn't respond, but directed her to lie down.
She rarely basked in the sun; in the past, her whole body was wrapped in several layers of cloth, making her skin soft, fair, and delicate. Because she had lost some flesh, it was a bit loose. As before, I started from the top of her head, first pressing acupoints, then massaging her skin to promote absorption. I paid special attention to her buttocks.
She lay there quietly, her face resting on her arms, without uttering a sound. After I finished, I asked, "How does it feel?"
She whispered, "So relaxing and wonderful!"
I turned her over and covered her with a bathrobe. I noticed her eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed. I patted her cheek and asked, "Are you still shy?"
"Of course! I've never felt like this before..."
"Relax, I'm your doctor! How about I hypnotize you?"
"No, I love this feeling. I won't feel anything if I'm asleep, that won't be good."
I had no choice but to let her, starting from the top of her head and carefully examining her face. Her face was narrow and slightly square, with a slightly sunken nose, large, close-set ears, and thick, round earlobes. A thought struck me: "Let me fix your teeth! Let me see them."
She opened her mouth; her teeth were very even, slightly yellowish but not white. I said, "Okay! Let's add a little dimple on these sides and here, and raise the bridge of your nose, okay?"
She smiled and nodded. I sat beside her and pressed on those three points: the center of her cheeks and her chin. I told her not to laugh, and she relaxed her cheeks before I began.
Raising the bridge of her nose only slightly required softening the nasal bone, which wasn't pleasant. But it was quick; three minutes was enough. Next, I removed impurities from her teeth. Her teeth shrank slightly, but were now sparkling white.
Sitting beside her, like a jade sculptor, I manipulated and pressed, straightening her nose, brow bone, and dimples before moving downwards. I worked on her breasts, pubic bone, pubic area, legs, and feet, leaving no area untouched. After two rounds, I let her stand up: "Put on your bathrobe and sit cross-legged. Didn't Wushuang teach you? Regulate your breath, gather your energy, and circulate it throughout your body. Try it."
She opened her eyes, lowered them, put on her bathrobe, sat properly, and then closed them again to regulate her breath.
Observing with my divine eye, I saw that her internal energy had been induced through the acupressure, and her acupoints had been opened. So this time it went smoothly, like water flowing into a channel, and she quickly completed the circulation.
She continued meticulously, completing eight more cycles before stopping.
She opened her eyes and looked at me. I asked, "How are you?" She smiled sweetly, three small dimples appearing on her cheeks and chin, ten times more charming than before. She knelt up, perhaps intending to kowtow? Remembering what we had said that morning, she hugged me and kissed my cheeks, softly thanking me, "It feels so good, I feel like I can fly!"
I glanced at my bare chest and chuckled, "Put on your swimsuit and go in the water! I guarantee you'll learn in an hour."
Her face flushed again, but she didn't shy away from me, taking off her robe and putting on her swimsuit on the platform. I untied the wooden board, placed it on the edge of the pool, and went into the shallow end to teach her to swim. She
was indeed clever and full of energy, learning quickly. After half an hour, she could already swim four laps in one breath using the breaststroke. After another half hour of freestyle practice, I called a halt. She obediently draped a bathrobe over me and dried my hair, while I smoothed her short hair with my hands, drying it in no time. Only
then did she look in the mirror, finding her new face and new teeth as beautiful as ever. She blinked a couple of times, tears welling up in her big eyes, and turned back to hug me and kiss me.
This time it wasn't a kiss on the cheek, but on the lips, and she even stuck her little tongue out!
I enjoyed my first kiss. She snapped out of her daze, overcome with shyness, and ran back home. Dressed properly, she went to find Wushuang to show off her new face.
The next day was Christmas. Although I'm not Christian, I followed Angel's advice and bought a large pine tree to decorate the living room.
Outside, it was already freezing cold, but inside, even inside the pyramid, the temperature remained a constant 27 degrees Celsius, not cold at all. We slightly lowered the temperature downstairs and turned up the electric flame in the large fireplace, spewing out red flames, quite charming.
Wushuang joined in, buying a large pile of gifts and placing them under the tree, numbering them for everyone to draw a prize. Heidi naturally went along too.
Near dusk, Peiwen, Fen, and Fang returned from Paris, and Marissa from Spain. There was also an unexpected guest who surprised me greatly.
Shana also returned from faraway Moscow; she arrived silently, carrying a large suitcase by taxi. We were about to eat when the butler went to open the door and bring her in.
She was wearing a mink coat, a hat, and tall boots. As soon as she came in, she threw her handbag, hat, and coat on the floor and cried out, "Big sister, sir!" before rushing into my arms.
What a surprise! I kissed her passionately until she went limp and almost suffocated. Wushuang led the applause.
"Welcome back late from the snowstorm! We're all finally here today. Please sit down and eat first. If you want to be affectionate, wait until we're back in our rooms."
Shana then broke free from my embrace and hugged and greeted Wushuang and the others one by one, all the way to Bartini and Heidi. She actually knew about the two of them, and reached out to touch Heidi's short hair: "What an adorable little face! I really admire your courage. Are you settling in well?"
Heidi smiled sweetly: "Thank you, I love it! Everyone is so kind to me!"
Wushuang offered her a seat, and the maid specially brought a hot towel for Shana to wash her hands and face. Everyone sat on both sides, with Wushuang and I facing each other at opposite ends of the long table. I raised my glass first: "Merry Christmas to all the ladies, and good health! Cheers!"
Everyone downed their drinks. The maid poured more wine, and Wushuang led the others in toasting me: "Come on, ladies, let's all toast the head of our family, the master, the young master, and our darlings! May we, Yunyun, be blessed with good fortune, abundant wealth, boundless happiness, and a house full of children and grandchildren."
Everyone laughed and toasted each other, eating the sumptuous dishes, toasting each other, and soon drank a dozen champagne. Everyone was about six-tenths drunk, except for two pregnant women who substituted apple cider for alcohol and remained perfectly composed.
After dinner, everyone moved to the living room, turned on the big TV to watch world news, and chatted while waiting for midnight to begin the lucky draw and gift opening. Shana opened her large suitcase, took out fourteen beautifully wrapped boxes, placed them under the tree, then took off her boots and told the maid to take the things upstairs.
She squeezed onto the single sofa in her socks, hugged me, and whispered a kiss on my ear.
"Master, I've missed you so much! Come with me for a bath first, okay?"
I whispered, "Does it really tickle?"
She bit my earlobe, sucking hard, and complained, "Of course! It's been so long! You haven't even gone to check on him! When Big Sister went, she thought Grandpa would come too!"
"Alright, stop arguing! Let's go upstairs!"
I picked her up and asked, "Does anyone want to take a bath? Welcome!"
No one answered, but some clapped. Wushuang said, "Don't forget to come down before midnight, three hours should be enough!"
Shana buried her head in my neck, blushing and silent. I strode upstairs: "Two more would be enough! Everyone who comes back today will get a prize."
Someone chuckled. I heard Heidi ask Wushuang, "Big Sister, what does Grandpa want? A massage?"
Everyone laughed, and then I heard Peiwen asking her about the massage experience.
Shana was indeed very thirsty; she couldn't wait to mount her horse in the large bath and gallop away. I was also enjoying myself, caressing her, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me beforehand? What if we went somewhere else? Wouldn't that be a disappointment!"
"I'm in contact with my elder sister every day, what's there to be afraid of? My elder sister knows, she just didn't tell you! Doesn't Master like me coming back?" "
Who said that? Doesn't he like playing this game with you!"
She giggled, her seductive charm overflowing, much more mature than last time. I closed my eyes and looked at her; her aura was incredibly strong, indeed, she had been storing it up for several months. I asked, "Didn't any of your classmates chase after you when you got back? Such a beautiful girl!"
She raised her eyebrows proudly and said in a sweet voice, "Of course! Quite a few! But I don't have the time or inclination to do such boring things. I'm busy with both homework and work. I can't relax until midnight. There are twenty female employees in the branch office, and I'm almost driven crazy."
"You don't need to work so hard! Take it slow. There's a Chinese saying: 'Haste makes waste,' you know?" "
Of course! But... I need to lay... some foundation... so I can explain to my older sister and husband... Ah... Ah!"
The last few sounds were a stimulating reaction. I kissed her and sucked, and she ejaculated profusely, limp and unable to move.
I breathed on her tenderly to wake her up, and we went to bed after her bath. I launched another attack, and she writhed and received it, reaching another climax in no time.
She hugged me to catch her breath and said softly, "Master! You're getting better and better. That bone-melting, flesh-soothing pleasure is unbearable. Let me switch hands and sleep for a while."
I dismounted and gently helped her to sleep, then used my telekinesis to summon Peiwen upstairs. Peiwen responded and went upstairs. Angel asked, "Roll call! Why is Shana so useless!"
Wushuang teased her, "Useful? Go ahead!"
Heidi asked curiously, "Go for what?"
Everyone laughed. Wushuang said, "You're not fully developed yet, so don't ask too many questions. Once you reach sixty kilograms, it'll be your turn!"
Peiwen, Fen, and Fang quickly offered up the yin energy they had stored up for five days, and I helped them fall asleep. Marissa was slightly better, but she only lasted for twenty minutes.
I laid the five of them in a row, covered them with thin blankets, and went downstairs to regulate my breathing. It was only eleven o'clock. Seeing my energetic and radiant appearance, Wushuang and the others were secretly astonished. Wushuang helped me sit down, snuggling up to me and complaining, "Honey, you can't treat people like this! You're all exhausted today, what will you do tomorrow?"
Angel chimed in, "It'll still be them tomorrow! Especially Shana, she's really into it!"
I touched her cheek, "What? You're like Sister Mei and Fourth Brother, not interested anymore?"
Angel sucked on my finger and chuckled, "Of course I'm interested, but I can't do without the energy!"
Everyone else felt the same way, except for Heidi, who stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered.
Around midnight, Wushuang asked Bardini to wake the five servants, and she rang a bell to summon the housekeeper and servants. Only two of the twelve servants were on leave, so everyone waited for Peiwen and the others to arrive. Then, Florence played the piano, and everyone sang Christmas carols. Afterwards, Wushuang gave each servant a red envelope. She laughed and said, "I originally wanted to buy gifts, but I didn't know what everyone needed, so according to Chinese custom, I'll give each of you a red envelope, and you'll all get a 30% raise starting next month."
The butler led everyone in bowing to express their gratitude, and everyone was overjoyed. Upon opening the red envelopes, they found each person had a new 1,000-pound note, which made them even happier. They thanked her again in unison before leaving.
Wushuang put fifteen paper rolls in a large glass.
"I usually buy clothes and supplies all the time, so I really don't know what to buy. This time, to celebrate the occasion, I bought a few toys. Everyone can draw one as a souvenir! This is our first Christmas together in England; we might not be here next year."
She asked me to draw first, and I drew number fourteen. Heidi drew number fifteen. Wushuang drew last, but she drew number one, although the value of the items was about the same.
I got a small jade horse, which was a perfect pair with Heidi's. However, hers was larger and male, while mine was smaller.
Heidi loved it and hugged it tightly, kissing it passionately. Wushuang herself also got a jade carving, a large, milky-white pig with five smaller piglets, their expressions lifelike and very cute.
I laughed loudly, "Wife, you're so lucky! You were born in the Year of the Pig and received a pig, plus a bonus—you'll definitely have five little piglets!" Wushuang
wasn't angry, she just sniffed, "Alright, that depends on your sowing skills, sir! If you can sow five seeds at once, I'll give birth to them for you to see."
Everyone laughed as they opened their gifts. Hanmei received a pure gold monkey. Yiyun received two golden roosters, each weighing over five ounces. Angel received an ivory ball. Ferrier received a crystal-carved model of the Eiffel Tower, two feet tall. Peiwen received an antique, an ivory-carved money rat; Fen received an antique mirror; and Fang received a golden unicorn. Shana received a string of jade carvings of the Eighteen Arhats; Michiko received a chubby white jade baby. Batini received an antique ruby bracelet. Marissa received a dragon boat woven from pure gold thread. Sophia received a pure gold eagle with outstretched wings.
Each piece was exceptionally exquisite and valuable, mostly worth several thousand pounds.
Everyone thanked Wushuang. Heidi took out two boxes from under the tree, a little embarrassed.
"Sisters, I'm short of money. The little I have was sent by my eldest sister. It's only enough to buy two gifts for the young master and my eldest sister. Please forgive me. Next year I'll have more, and everyone will get one."
She presented the boxes to me and Wushuang with both hands. Opening them, we found a pair of ivory carvings of a man and a woman, dressed in Song Dynasty attire, about a foot tall. The carving was exquisite, and their features were extremely handsome.
Everyone passed them around, praising them. I liked them too: "Thank you! You've gone to so much trouble. Come on, let me kiss you!"
She stepped forward, leaned in, and blushed. I kissed her on both sides, and Wushuang hugged her and kissed her as well.
Shana said, "I also have gifts for the master and all the sisters. They're all antiques!"
Everyone helped take the boxes, which were already labeled with whose was whose. I opened one and saw a ruby ring, a pair with Wushuang's, with a platinum base and intricate patterns. Shana said proudly, "These were all bought gradually at the antique market. They belong to my grandfather and eldest sister, supposedly relics of the Tsar and Queen. I don't know if that's true, but they definitely have inscriptions inside." The
others were also exquisite and lovely jewelry, either gemstones or diamonds, all over five carats.

◆Whirlwind Trip

The week-long holiday was very enjoyable. Movies, operas, plays, exhibitions, etc., there was something planned every day. Sometimes it was just the fifteen of us, sometimes we went with Angel's parents and friends.
Wherever we went, we became the center of attention. Many gentlemen and ladies tried their best to approach us and become our friends, even members of the royal family.
Afterwards, we received many invitations to banquets. For those specifying couples, Wushuang arranged a rotation schedule so that all the wives would have a chance to attend; for those with no limit on the number of people, everyone attended. The two pregnant women mostly didn't go, preferring to stay home.
Heidi was initially uncomfortable, like a frightened fawn, perhaps afraid of losing face due to her lack of manners, or afraid of being recognized and betrayed!
I constantly comforted her with my mental power, and Wushuang always kept her by her side, making her feel comforted, warm, and supported. Later, I also taught her general etiquette, which gave her confidence.
Shana stayed for another ten days. For the first five days, her "sexual" interest was strong, and she automatically participated in the night shift every day. On the sixth day, she backed out and asked for a rest, until the night before she left, when she came again and insisted on having sex, saying she wanted to pay for next month's expenses in advance.
She begged me to go to Moscow as soon as possible to inspect the place firsthand. Although it was chaotic, it was full of business opportunities, especially for residential construction, which had a promising future.
I ordered ten large computers for her, and we agreed to go in March. By then, Wushuang and the others should also be looking for research materials to prepare for their doctoral dissertations.
Once, when we talked about this issue, I suggested that the four of us each choose a country as our research subject; the content would definitely be interesting and practical. Peiwen said she wanted to focus on mainland China, Angel on Britain, Florence on France, and Wushuang on the Pacific Basin.
This was a brand new and vast topic; there weren't many papers on it yet! Shana, inspired, decided to write a study on the overall trends in Russia. Florence also changed her mind, wanting to study the future of the entire European market.
Angel thought for a moment: "It seems I need to broaden my scope too, add America! But I'm not very familiar with America, what do you suggest, sir?"
"Go see for yourself! Go to the Library of Congress to find some information, observe a few major cities, and while you're at it, check out the market situation for our products—it'll kill several birds with one stone."
Angel hesitated, looking at Wushuang. Wushuang smiled: "Alright! Let's finish this semester's report quickly, and next semester's coursework will use the two-week winter break to go to America together, how about that?"
Angel was overjoyed and thanked her. Wushuang recruited volunteers, and everyone except Shana, Hanmei, Yiyun, and Heidi raised their hands.
Wushuang asked Heidi curiously, "Little girl, are you trying to slack off? What are you doing staying home?"
Heidi sighed, "I don't have a passport, how can I go?"
Everyone looked at Marissa, who quickly explained, "I wanted to wait until Heidi is a little plumper and her hair is longer before taking the photo, and then I'd help her with the passport. If needed, we can ask you to help us at the embassy here for half a day."
Heidi asked, "How?"
"Fill out a form and say you lost it, and ask them to reissue it. With you there to guide us, there won't be any problems."
Heidi cheered and ran to kiss Marissa, then came over to kiss me, as lively as a little white rabbit.
Actually, she really is young, not even eighteen yet! When applying for the passport, we filled in a year older, fabricated our parents' names, and filled in Marissa's address. I personally accompanied her, and sure enough, it was done in two hours.
After New Year's Day, Wushuang and the other two submitted their report, had a talk with the dean, explained the research topic they planned to conduct, and asked him to recommend a supervising professor. The dean was overjoyed and praised them for a while before assigning two people from each group to meet and choose one more.
This time, we split up, meeting with each of the six separately, choosing one person from each group, and bringing back a list of reference books. We crossed off the ones we had read, and borrowed the ones we hadn't read from the library and the British Museum, displaying them all in my room—over a hundred titles.
Next week is going to be exhausting! Just as I was absorbing and digesting all of this, Peiwen, Fen, and Fang each brought back over thirty more books. They even comforted me, saying, "Grandpa, don't rush, let's study them after we come back from America! Winter break has started, we should relax a bit! Besides, we're not in a hurry to graduate, we still have to study in the second half of the year!"
"Why? The sooner you graduate, the better!" Bartini asked.
"As soon as I graduate, Dad will be urging me to come back to China! I don't want to, so I have to postpone it," Peiwen replied.
I asked Batini, "What about you? Aren't you writing a thesis?"
"I can skip my master's, but I want to. Once Grandpa sends me all this, I'll write an article on the outlook for the world economy. Maybe I can even get a PhD diploma by deceiving people, who knows!"
Wow! Quite ambitious, trying to take it all! Looking at her increasingly mature, rosy face, I suddenly said, "Why do you put a mole on your forehead every day? Isn't it troublesome?"
Batini giggled, "I'm used to it. They say it's the third eye position, and putting a mole there represents the third eye, which can ward off evil and disaster."
"How about I put a ruby on you? Once and for all."
"Really? It won't fall off? Great! But it can't be too big."
I took the smallest ruby from her bracelet, compared it to the size of the one she had placed, rubbed it in my palm to thin it out, wiped away the dot, and pressed the ruby on top, using my mental heat to fuse it with her skin. Batini only felt a strange heat for five seconds. I released my hand, and the ruby was already there.
Bardini looked in the mirror; the ruby sparkled in the light, making her even more beautiful. Touching it, she felt it was embedded in her flesh, and she was overjoyed. She hugged me and gave me three kisses: "You're a god! We should open a beauty salon; it'll be packed!"

The trip to America was rushed. We stopped in New York and Chicago for two days. Through a London stockbroker, we signed contracts with two of the largest brokerage firms, paying a 200 million margin deposit to each. We rented two satellite broadcast lines to connect to a large computer in London and began trading that very day.
At home, I had already predicted the January fluctuations in both stock markets and prepared the trading orders. I just asked Hanmei to enter the broker's password and account password, and everything was fine.
However, the overall American economy was declining, and the outlook for the next few years was not optimistic. We could only do technical trading, short-term entries and exits, with low profits.
Next, we went to Washington, D.C. After sightseeing, Angel and I stayed at the Library of Congress, spending an afternoon browsing books on the American economy. Actually, this information wasn't confidential; Britain already had it.
Next, we traveled south, spending two days each in Texas, Atlanta, Orlando, Miami, San Diego, and Los Angeles. Then we flew to Yellowstone National Park and the Grand Canyon for a quick visit. Finally, we transferred in Washington D.C. and flew back on a British Airways Concorde.
The shared feeling from this trip was that the world is vast, far beyond our imagination, and that humans are truly insignificant!
Wushuang, however, was filled with boundless ambition. On the plane, she discussed with me, "My lord, to conquer the American market, we need to buy a plane. Waiting for other people's flights is such a waste of time." "
And another thing! We need to find a good place to set up our headquarters, with our own airport, docks, subsidiaries, fleet..."
"Sigh! Isn't that a bit too ambitious? Do you want to buy an independent country and become a queen?"
"What's wrong with that? Yes, we can buy a deserted island in Africa, you be the king, and I'll be the queen."
"Oh! Dream on! How much will it cost to develop it? Have you even calculated it?"
"What's there to be afraid of? With the support of the seven major stock exchanges, we won't have to worry about money. If necessary, we can also open it to tourism and add casinos to attract more customers!"
"No need for my wife to worry about that. Just buy Monaco and oust the king."
I joked, but Wushuang took it seriously: "That's right! How come I didn't think of that?"
"Ugh! Ugh! Please stop messing around, okay? Are you trying to stage a coup? That's a capital offense!"
She spat at me and smacked me. "Can't you say something nice? Do you think I'm that ignorant? I was thinking that with the extra funds, we could invest in Monaco, gradually taking over their royal assets. Sooner or later, we could raise a call for a national referendum, and even if you don't become king, becoming prime minister wouldn't be bad!"
"I don't have that kind of fate, nor do I crave officialdom. If you want to go, go ahead. I'll just be the king's consort. But there's one thing I need to say first."
"What thing?"
"You're not allowed to be like Wu Zetian and have three thousand male concubines." Wushuang
spat, bit, and punched me, her sweet voice coquettish: "What are you saying! Even if I had the desire, I don't have the ability! You're wronging me like this, I'll kill myself!"
All the wives in front and behind were startled and turned to look. Heidi ran over and asked, "Sister, what's wrong? All that banging and banging, it scared me to death!"
Wushuang pulled her to sit between them, hugged her, and complained, "Young Master is so unreasonable! When I talk to him seriously, he just throws around nonsense! It's infuriating!"
Heidi quickly patted her chest to soothe her, kissed her face, and gently comforted her, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Master likes to joke, why take it so seriously, sister? It's alright!"
I said, "Look at you two, I'm getting jealous."
Wushuang pushed Heidi towards me, rolling her eyes and complaining, "Taking care of your concubine and still finding fault? Here! You can hug her yourself!"
Heidi leaned against me, gave me a meaningful look, stood up, and left. I had no choice but to hug Wushuang, apologize, soothe her, and say some nice things to calm her down.
Back home, Wushuang listened to Hanmei's business briefing and immediately ordered all overseas staff to return to their posts to inspect operations and accelerate the new plan in preparation for the approved patents "Ding's Beauty Miniature Accounting System" and "Ding's Surveillance Intercom System." Before leaving, he held a meeting to discuss her new ideas.
Unexpectedly, all the women in the group agreed. Friel said, "Monaco is indeed a good place, with low taxes, prosperity, and many casinos. I can go and win a few without spending a penny. There are some developed islands nearby; we can buy one for a hundred or two hundred million pounds, maybe even including a yacht and a private guard!"
Wushuang was overjoyed: "Great! I propose we meet in Monaco next Friday. Raise your hand if you agree."
Only Shana was far away in Moscow; of the fourteen people present, thirteen raised their hands. I was the only one who didn't raise mine. Heidi glanced at me and called out, "Sir!"
I said, "I'm just an observer; it doesn't matter whether I raise my hand or not."
Wushuang announced that it was unanimously approved. I asked Hanmei and Yiyun, "Pregnant women, you two are getting restless!"
Hanmei smiled, "I approve of you going. If my fourth sister and I leave, who will handle the out-of-town communications?"
Wushuang rolled her eyes at me, still remembering that line: "Sister is the best, she's our logistics commander, unlike this old man who always pours cold water on things."
I laughed, "I'm not pouring cold water on things, I'm a complete novice at gambling, and I don't want to use my mental powers to influence others. If I don't win any money and end up losing everything, don't blame me!"
Wushuang said angrily, "You dare! Spend these few days at home studying first. Fifty-two cards, what's so difficult about that? Or, set a bottom line, one hundred million pounds! If you lose it all, don't add a single penny more, how can you get hooked?"
"I'm afraid they'll be resentful and want to win back their losses, which will lead to financial ruin!"
Wushuang thought for a moment, then said, "Let's send the little girl as the supervisor. She's the most principled. You keep an eye on things for me. If they cross the line, immediately issue a warning and kick them out. If anyone doesn't listen, quickly notify the others to persuade them to quit. If necessary, even resort to suicide."
Isn't this all aimed at me? Who dares to disobey Wushuang's shout except me? I could only give in: "Okay, my dear wife, it's not that serious! I've always been hardworking and thrifty, I would never be so dissolute."
Wushuang finally smiled, looked at me with flirtatious eyes, and asked, "Do you want to practice your card skills?"
"It all depends on luck, how can I practice?"
"It's not like that. Fifty-two cards, dealt to five players, each player has four face-up cards, for a total of twenty face-up cards. You need to be able to quickly scan the cards and know how many Kings and Twos have been played, and then quickly deduce what the hidden cards might be, what the probability of each card is, to have a chance of winning!" "
You're so good at calculating, I'd like to see what happens to you."
"Don't worry! Everyone'll be busy then! Three Kings! Blackjack! Slot machines! Roulette! You'll never be short of gamblers! But those are just side dishes. The main event is for you, sir!"
And so, Wushuang, Heidi, and I gambled at home for three nights. Each time I won big and got dozens of blank sheets of paper, but I felt it wasn't worth it. The last time, we switched to betting on spankings. Everyone lost to me by hundreds of spanks, so I had to settle the score by giving each of them a few slaps.

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