[Urban] The Harem Chronicles of the City (Complete) - 34-36

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Chapter 95 Brother, Don't Go!

"Hey, what are you thinking about? Are you wondering where to take us?" Xiao Mei's playful voice startled Yang Pengfei from his reverie. Yang Pengfei came to his senses and smiled, "So, what do you ladies think? Where do you all want to go?"

The three girls were excited. They chattered away, one after another, talking non-stop. Xiaomei said, "Why don't we go clubbing? Let's have a good time there, what do you guys think?"

Xiaoyi clearly didn't like such intense entertainment. She said, "Let's go to a karaoke bar instead. The environment there is better. Clubs are too complicated; all sorts of people are there. It's not suitable for us middle school students."

Yang Pengfei nodded approvingly at Xiaoyi's words and said, "Hmm, Xiaoyi's words make more sense. Going to a karaoke bar is better. Clubs are indeed not suitable for you."

Seeing that Yang Pengfei disagreed with her, Xiaomei pouted and said, "I think it's because Xiaoyi is pretty and well-behaved that you like her? So you're taking her side."

Yang Pengfei was both amused and annoyed. He shouted, "Don't talk nonsense!" Xiaoyi blushed and pounced on Xiaomei, pretending to pinch her mouth, making Xiaomei cry out, "Help!" The two of them burst into laughter.

Qingyu laughed heartily beside her, then said, "Stop fooling around, let's listen to our brother, let's go to karaoke. Discos aren't really suitable for us."

Xiaomei sat up straight, still muttering, "Hmph, you're all bullying me."

"Are you coming or not? If you're not going, fine, I'll take Xiaoyu and Xiaoyi," Yang Pengfei said deliberately.

"Yes, yes, yes. Who said I'm not going?" Xiaomei said, packing her things, preparing to leave the private room with Yang Pengfei. Just then, Xiaoxin called Yang Pengfei, asking him to come to her place that evening; she had good news to announce. Yang Pengfei knew her so-called good news must be that she had found a good shop, so he walked aside and whispered, "I can't leave right now, I'm having dinner with some clients. Can I come over after I finish eating?"

Xiaoxin looked slightly disappointed, but quickly said, "Brother, it's okay, you have your business to attend to. You can come over later. I'll wait for you to come and eat together."

"No, Xiaoxin, I don't know when I'll be back yet, so don't wait for me. Hurry up and eat, or it might turn into a midnight snack by the time you get here," Yang Pengfei said quickly.

"Well... okay then, take care of yourself and drink less alcohol," Xiaoxin said with concern.

"I know, I'll talk to you later."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Pengfei walked over to the three girls and found that they were all looking at him strangely. "What's wrong with me? Is something wrong?" Yang Pengfei touched his collar and asked.

"Tell me honestly, was it your girlfriend who called?" Xiaomei was the first to interrogate.

"Go away!" Yang Pengfei gently patted her head. "What do you mean, 'confess honestly'? Do you think I'm a class enemy?"

"Sigh, never mind, sisters, don't ask anymore. The person who called our brother just now must have been his girlfriend. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to the side to answer the phone behind our backs," Xiaomei continued.

"Brother, really? Was that your girlfriend calling just now? Didn't you tell me last time that you didn't have a girlfriend? You've already found one so quickly!" Qingyu stared at him with her beautiful big eyes.

"Oh, no," Yang Pengfei said. "It was a colleague, talking about work, so I went to the side to talk. Don't overthink it, let's go." Yang Pengfei didn't know why he didn't want to tell Qingyu that he had a girlfriend.

In the karaoke room, the three girls first asked Yang Pengfei to sing a few songs, but Yang Pengfei repeatedly shook his head, saying that his singing voice was no good, and that if he sang, he would attract wolves. The three girls didn't believe him and insisted that Yang Pengfei sing a song. Unable to refuse them, Yang Pengfei sang his most familiar song, "My Deskmate." After he finished, he was even greeted with enthusiastic applause from the three girls. Yang Pengfei laughed, "I know you're just giving me face. Actually, I know best how well I sing. You guys sing, I'll just sit and enjoy. Don't underestimate me just because I can't sing; my appreciation is top-notch!"

"Brother, don't be modest! I think you sang very well, really!" Qingyu said earnestly.

"Hehe, really?" Yang Pengfei laughed. "You sing." He handed the microphone to Qingyu. For some reason, looking so closely into Qingyu's pure eyes, Yang Pengfei suddenly felt a strange unease, a feeling of being despicable and vile.

“If you won’t sing, I will.” Xiaomei snatched the microphone from Qingyu’s hand and then sang the duet love song “Love in the Rain” with Xiaoyi. Yang Pengfei found it amusing that two girls were singing a love song, wanting to laugh but unable to let it out loud, though a broad smile unconsciously appeared on his face. But undeniably, both girls’ singing skills were quite remarkable, especially Xiaoyi’s female voice, which was almost identical to the original singer Tang Baoru’s, making it difficult to distinguish between them.

After the song, Yang Pengfei was the first to applaud, “You sang so well, especially Xiaoyi, who sang on par with Tang Baoru, fantastic!” Yang Pengfei praised sincerely.

"Brother, you're so biased! You only praise Xiaoyi. Did I sing badly?" Xiaomei said coquettishly, tugging at Yang Pengfei's arm. "You wouldn't actually like Xiaoyi, would you?"

"Nonsense! I praised you too, but you sang the male part. No matter how well you sang, it's not as good as a real man like Jacky Cheung singing, wouldn't you say?" Yang Pengfei flattered and coaxed. "If you sang the female part, I believe you would sing just as well as Xiaoyi."

"Hehe, that's more like it." Xiaomei said with satisfaction. "Xiaoyu, it's your turn now." Saying that, she handed the microphone to Qingyu.

"Okay!" Qingyu took the microphone generously and said, "I'll sing a song by my favorite singer, Faye Wong, um... I'll sing her 'Red Bean'."

"Before we could truly experience the warmth of snowflakes blooming, trembling together, we would understand tenderness even more. Before we could hold hands and walk across the barren dunes, perhaps from then on we would learn to cherish forever. Sometimes, sometimes, I believe everything has an end. Meeting and parting, both have their time; nothing lasts forever. But sometimes, I would rather choose to linger and not let go, until all the scenery has been seen, perhaps you will be there to watch the gentle flow of time with me. Before I could cook red beans for you, turning them into a tender wound, then share it together, we would understand even more..." The sorrow of white lovesickness. Before I could truly savor the tenderness of a kiss while awake, perhaps you only sought the freedom of solitude when I was by your side. Sometimes, sometimes, I believe everything has an end. Meeting and parting both have their time; nothing lasts forever. But sometimes, I'd rather choose to linger, to wait until I've seen all the scenery, perhaps then you'll be there to watch the gentle

flow of time with me. Qingyu's voice was ethereal and graceful, like Faye Wong's, flowing silently into Yang Pengfei's heart like a babbling brook, illuminating every corner of his heart like the clear, cool moonlight. It seemed to make his soul drift away like clouds with her song, drifting back to that pink and warm sky of the past.

Yang Pengfei listened quietly to Qingyu's heavenly voice, and inadvertently recalled playing and frolicking with Qingyu, catching fish by the river. Time really flies; back then, Yang Pengfei could never have imagined that things would one day develop into this situation.

The four of them sang and joked around, and before they knew it, it was past ten o'clock. Yang Pengfei was going to Xiaoxin's place later, and he didn't want to stay out too late, so he said, "Ladies, it's getting late. Shouldn't you be heading back to school?"

"It's still early? Let's play a little longer," Xiaomei pleaded.

"Still early? Look at the time!" Yang Pengfei pointed to the clock on the wall.

"Anyway, we don't have class tomorrow, so it's fine to stay a little later," Qingyu chimed in.

"Ladies, you don't have class, but I have to work. I can't go crazy with you guys." Yang Pengfei had to lie to get back to Xiaoxin's place as soon as possible; actually, he didn't have to work tomorrow either.

Sure enough, Qingyu asked suspiciously, "Tomorrow is Sunday, and you still have to work?"

"Yes, overtime, sigh, what a miserable life! Unlike you guys, carefree!" Yang Pengfei sighed deliberately.

"Well... okay then," Qingyu said, "Xiaomei, Xiaoyi, let's go. Let me take you two back to school first, and then I'll take me home." After saying that, Qingyu looked up at Yang Pengfei and asked, "Brother, is this okay?"

"Sure, no problem!" Yang Pengfei knew it was so late, he definitely had to take them home, and of course, he hoped to do it as soon as possible.

When they arrived at their school, the gates were already tightly shut. "See? I told you to come back earlier, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened, the gates are closed, and we can't get in. What do you think we should do?" Yang Pengfei turned to Xiaomei, who was sitting behind him.

Xiaomei seemed a little panicked and said anxiously, "What should we do now? We can't get in."

Xiaoyi was also anxious and said, "How about we climb over the wall?"

"Climb over the wall? Do you dare?" Yang Pengfei said, "Even if you dare, I wouldn't let you climb over. If something happens, I won't take full responsibility."

"Then what should we do? We can't just sleep on the streets," Xiaoyi said.

"What's the big deal?" Qingyu said. "You can all stay at my house for the night. My mom's not home today, only Sister Xiaoman is. It shouldn't be a problem for me to take you home."

Yang Pengfei thought that this was the only option for now, so he said, "Okay, I'll take you back to Xiaoyu's house now." When they arrived at Qingyu's house, Yang Pengfei said, "You guys go in, I won't go in."

"Come in and sit down," Qingyu said. "Besides, Sister Xiaoman hasn't seen you for quite a while. She's mentioned you to me several times. Why don't you go up and see her?"

"Oh, really?" Yang Pengfei asked curiously, "What did she mention about me?" He remembered Yu Jie's instructions to try to get closer to Yuan Tingting while not forgetting to show goodwill to Wei Luman. With that in mind, he decided to go in and check.

Opening the door, Qingyu was the first to rush in, skillfully turning on the lights, air conditioner, and TV. Yang Pengfei went in and looked around. It seemed that all the lights in the rooms were off; Wei Luman didn't seem to be home. Sure enough, Qingyu ran downstairs and said, "Sister Xiaoman doesn't seem to be back yet. You guys sit down first, I'll go get you some drinks."

"Xiaoyu, you guys stay here, I'll go back first." Yang Pengfei saw that Wei Luman wasn't there, so he didn't want to stay any longer. He'd been exhausted by these three girls tonight and wanted to get back to Xiaoxin's place to rest.

"Brother, don't go, sit a little longer." Qingyu ran over and grabbed Yang Pengfei's arm.

"Yeah, brother, just sit a little longer. I'll try on the clothes I bought today for you to see, and you can give your opinion." Xiaomei still hadn't forgotten about trying on the clothes.

Xiaoyi also smiled and said, "Yeah, brother, just sit a little longer, see what we bought?"

The girls were all trying to persuade him to stay, so Yang Pengfei had no choice but to sit down again and said, "Okay, you guys go in and change, I'll sit here and wait to admire them."

"Don't come in and peek." Qingyu warned Yang Pengfei very seriously before closing the door. Yang Pengfei smiled bitterly and lit a cigarette. Thinking of Qingyu's adorable appearance earlier, he felt a pang of doubt. "Do I really have to resort to Qingyu to save myself?" Yang Pengfei was once again tormented by his conscience.

Amidst the swirling smoke, the door to Qingyu's room opened, and three girls emerged, hesitant and tugging at each other. Yang Pengfei turned around, almost forgetting to exhale the smoke he had just inhaled. Qingyu was wearing a pink miniskirt, so short it revealed her snow-white thighs, reminding Yang Pengfei of the sexy outfits models wore on the runway. Xiaomei's halter-neck dress accentuated her figure almost perfectly. Xiaoyi, however, dressed differently; she wore a white princess-style dress.

"Hehe, you all bought dresses, huh?" Yang Pengfei nodded and said, "Hmm, not bad, quite pretty! But Xiaoyu, your dress is very likely to expose you. Xiaomei, your sundress is too tight, look, it's showing your tummy, haha! Hmm, Xiaoyi's outfit is prettier, it suits her temperament."

Chapter 096 Brother, Give It to Me

After hearing Yang Pengfei's comments, Xiaomei was the first to rush over and fight him. "Ah! The strap broke, it's going to expose my nipples." Yang Pengfei threw his cigarette into the ashtray and looked at Xiaomei with a gloating expression. Xiaomei was startled and quickly covered her chest with her hands, but then she found that Yang Pengfei was lying to her. She was both anxious and embarrassed, and raised her small fists to hit Yang Pengfei, which made Yang Pengfei laugh and beg for mercy, "Okay, okay, stop hitting me, I won't say anything, okay?"

"Hehe, I'll forgive you." Xiaomei took the opportunity to sit next to Yang Pengfei.

"Xiao Yi, come in, I want to try on this dress," Qingyu said to Xiao Yi. They went back into the room and closed the door.

"Brother, do I really have a little belly? I can't tell," Xiao Mei said, still bothered by Yang Pengfei's earlier words, constantly looking at her stomach.

"Hehe, I was just kidding. You actually believed me? You not only don't have a little belly, but you also have a standard model figure." This wasn't Yang Pengfei flattering her; it was the truth. Among the three girls, Xiao Mei was the tallest, nearly 1.7 meters, and her development seemed more mature than girls her age—high breasts, a pert bottom, especially in this sexy halter dress, making it impossible to tell she was still a middle school student.

A little while later, Qingyu and Xiao Yi came out after changing clothes. Qingyu, wearing Xiao Yi's princess dress, was naturally quite a sight, while Xiao Yi, in her pink mini-skirt, had a unique charm. For the next hour, the three girls tried on clothes. Because they had bought so many, they had countless different combinations, and with the addition of small accessories, the variations were endless. Every time they thought they had a great outfit, they would show it off to Yang Pengfei, who watched with great interest. Before they knew it, it was past eleven.

"Oh no! I really should go back," Yang Pengfei said, checking the time. "Don't fool around at home anymore, get some rest."

"Okay, brother, take care on your journey!" Qingyu said. "I don't know what's wrong with Sister Xiaoman today? She hasn't come back yet."

Hearing Qingyu's words, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but feel a little strange, thinking, "Yeah, what time is it? Why isn't she back yet? Could she have met a new friend? Maybe even a boyfriend?" Thinking this, Yang Pengfei felt he had indeed neglected Wei Luman these past few days. "No, I have to call her tomorrow," Yang Pengfei thought.

"Ding-dong..." A doorbell rang, waking Xiaoxin from her boring TV program. Xiaoxin got up and opened the door. Yang Pengfei walked in, saying as he went, "Sorry, I forgot my keys today. Oh! Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Xiao Xin was wearing a semi-transparent black spaghetti strap dress, a tight-fitting kind. The black dress made her skin appear even whiter and more delicate. The dress was low-cut, revealing most of her full, tender breasts, with a deep cleavage and her nipples faintly visible. She was clearly not wearing a bra. The dress only reached her thighs, tightly hugging her upturned buttocks, and black stockings clung tightly to her long, slender legs. She wore black high heels. She looked graceful and charming.

"I've been waiting for you to come back!"

Yang Pengfei chuckled, leaning close to Xiao Xin's ear and whispering, "You look really beautiful today."

Xiao Xin turned her head, a strand of soft hair brushing against Yang Pengfei's face. She looked at him with smiling eyes. Then, she brought her luscious red lips to Yang Pengfei's ear, gently parted her lips, and playfully said, "Of course, I have some good news to announce to you today, brother." She then opened her arms and hugged Yang Pengfei tightly.

The night was peaceful, though the cool breeze brought a chill to the room. Looking out the window at the sky: a lonely waning crescent moon hung obliquely. A dark green palm tree stood before the window, appearing somewhat desolate and forlorn in the cold moonlight. Not far away was a lush banyan tree, a few withered leaves falling with the evening breeze.

The two sat on the sofa, Xiao Xin lying quietly in Yang Pengfei's arms. Holding his hand, she gently kneaded his fingers.

"Brother, do you know? I'm so happy today," Xiao Xin said.

"Hmm, I can tell. Tell me, what's the good news?" Yang Pengfei greedily inhaled the fragrance emanating from Xiaoxin's hair.

"Actually, you should be able to guess. I found a shop."

"Hehe, I guessed right. What do you think? The shop looks good, doesn't it?" Yang Pengfei's hand began to wander restlessly over her breasts again.

"Hehe, of course! Oh, no, brother, let me finish, okay?" Xiaoxin wriggled away from Yang Pengfei's embrace, looking at him with seductive eyes.

"Hehe, go ahead, I'm not stopping you from talking."

Xiaoxin lay back down, nestled in Yang Pengfei's arms.

"Brother, how old are you?" Xiaoxin suddenly changed the subject, asking.

"Twenty-five, old." Yang Pengfei dragged out the last syllable, then sighed deeply, saying, "Why are you asking this?"

"Just asking! Twenty-five is old?" Xiao Xin glanced at Yang Pengfei out of the corner of her eye, then retorted haughtily, "Guess how old I am?"

"You, little girl, not even twenty!"

"Twenty-two, just had my birthday. Hey, brother, when's your birthday?"

"Me? Soon, November 18th." Yang Pengfei felt his heart race and his tongue feel heavy after telling her. He was afraid he'd cause trouble again.

"Great! I'll celebrate with you then." Xiao Xin danced with joy.

Yang Pengfei suddenly found himself speechless, thinking, "Please don't cause me any more trouble." After a moment of silence, he finally said, "What's there to celebrate? Birthdays are for kids."

"You can't treat me like a child, and you can't think you're old either. Brother, I really love you." Xiao Xin said softly. She turned her head to one side, her soft, long hair obscuring her delicate, fair face. "We're destined to be together!"

Hearing Xiaoxin's murmured confession, Yang Pengfei suddenly felt a pang of fear. He feared Xiaoxin was sinking deeper into the emotions he had woven, and he feared that one day, if he left her, she wouldn't be able to bear it. In truth, he didn't love her. If he had to force a connection, it was only to her beautiful, alluring body. Since Qin Xiaolu left him, Yang Pengfei had lost sight of true love. Thinking of this, he felt as if he were walking on thin ice; even when he smiled, his heart was clenched. And all of this, Yang Pengfei could only savor alone. He dared not, and did not want to, tell Xiaoxin or any other woman he had been with.

At night, Xiaoxin wore only a pair of black, transparent lace-trimmed panties, barely covering her private parts, with a few dark hairs peeking out. Her two plump, round, and firm breasts were exposed, trembling slightly. Her smooth, hairless armpits emitted a faint fragrance; the room exuded a seductive and elegant atmosphere. But Yang Pengfei felt no lust because of his earlier thoughts.

Xiaoxin's snow-white skin shimmered with a silvery sheen in the night, creating a hallucination in Yang Pengfei's mind, as if summer snow was drifting on the deep blue seabed, vast and serene. He felt as if he were that snowflake, often powerless, easily melted by the waves. Many times, the fervent desires in his heart were locked away in this way.

"Brother, give it to me," Xiaoxin moaned softly, wriggling her hips in a daze.

"Mmm," Yang Pengfei pressed down on Xiaoxin's soft and elastic body.

Xiao Xin moaned, instinctively offering her body. The two embraced tightly once more, entering a duel-like state. They fought relentlessly, battling fiercely. Yang Pengfei was the victor; Xiao Xin's burning lips, her firm, white breasts, her alluring lower body—everywhere bore the marks of his conquest. Yet, for some reason, Yang Pengfei felt no triumphant joy. His heart felt as if pierced by a dagger, a dull, unbearable pain throbbing within him!

To conceal this abnormal state of mind, Yang Pengfei tried his best to feign arousal, but his desire remained elusive. He buried his face in Xiao Xin's chest, his mind filled with images of Qin Xiaolu's breasts. Perhaps this illusion worked; Yang Pengfei was finally able to enter Xiao Xin's body. Yang Pengfei closed his eyes, imagining the scene of making love with Qin Xiaolu, a feeling of guilt rising within him like a cloud.

Yang Pengfei dared not exert himself, for he felt himself on the verge of collapse. Yang Pengfei tried his best to resist the confusion and bewilderment, but his body refused to obey his reason. As his semen gushed into Xiaoxin's body, Yang Pengfei was drenched in sweat, and tears silently streamed down his face. Xiaoxin looked at the sweat-soaked Yang Pengfei with hazy eyes; she felt sorry for him. He felt sorry for her too.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"No."

"You seem a little strange today?"

"Maybe I haven't rested well?" Yang Pengfei said dismissively.

Xiaoxin gave a disappointed "Oh," and then fell silent.

In that instant, past love, a faint, wistful memory, flashed through Yang Pengfei's mind, stinging him. Turning his head to look at Xiaoxin, he met her eyes; in her somewhat melancholy gaze, there was calmness and warmth. The two looked at each other silently. It was a strange time, filled with an ambiguous atmosphere and a sense of comfort. Perhaps it was because their hearts were equally fragile and easily hurt, equally lonely, that they shared the same warmth? Although there were no words, Yang Pengfei could clearly sense that their souls shared so many similarities.

In the cool of the night, in the drizzling rain in the attic, the candlelight flickered red. Her tender gaze, her lingering longing, would eventually dissolve into a still, tranquil heart at dawn. From then on, whoever indulged in nightly revelry and passionate love would be part of the scenery within the house, equally without regret, willingly and without complaint.

"Brother, will you remember me forever?" Xiaoxin buried her head in Yang Pengfei's chest, and he could once again smell the fragrance of her hair.

"Yes."

"Forever?"

"Forever! Forever and ever."

Tears welled up in Xiaoxin's eyes as she gripped Yang Pengfei's hand tightly. All of Yang Pengfei's sorrow transformed into an increasingly intense warmth and comfort in the fading memories.

After the passion subsided, watching Xiaoxin sleep peacefully, Yang Pengfei stared at her, unable to fall asleep for a long time. He and she were both lonely. Like everyone else on this earth, they all had moments of solitude. After bitterness, after sweetness, after loneliness, after warmth, it's just another cycle.

Chapter 97: I'm coming to deal with you

. Another night of dreams! When the white grass of the desert swirls, when the flute music of the frontier echoes, when the plum blossoms fill the courtyard, when the evening clouds on the horizon change. She mounts her white horse, softly says goodbye, and turns westward to continue her uninterrupted journey of life; while she herself is immersed in the dust kicked up by the horse's hooves, standing alone under the banner of this small inn on this desolate sandy island, using the last bit of rouge she has left, she faintly writes her name on the wall bathed in the setting sun. In his palm lies a withered rose, a broken life, lying in my hand, lifeless. Fragile. Unable to withstand the stirrings of the heart.

I recall a philosopher's words: the encounter between two beings is a fleeting moment in a thousand years, but their separation is an eternal calamity. In the vast sea of humanity, meeting is the beginning of fate, acquaintance is the continuation of fate, and true understanding is the destiny of fate. These encounters, these meetings, form the fabric of human life, just as the drifting clouds, dewdrops, starry skies, and moonlight create the beauty of the world. Those beautiful moments are like vibrant wildflowers scattered unintentionally along life's long journey; people pick them one by one, then lose them petal by petal, until at the end of life, they weave them into a colorful garland.

Yang Pengfei woke up in the morning but didn't want to get up. His mind was restless, entangled in a state of emptiness and chaos. Suddenly, a rich aroma of coffee wafted into his nostrils. Yang Pengfei opened his eyes and found Xiao Xin not in bed. He suddenly realized he was dreaming again, but it was neither a dream nor a dream, neither a dream nor a dream. This morning seemed exceptionally quiet. In the past, mornings were always busy and hurried when he was with Qin Xiaolu. But now, Qin Xiaolu was gone, nowhere to be found; only the ticking of the clock on the wall remained clear. He

lazily got out of bed. He opened the window and looked out, taking a deep breath, faintly smelling the sea in the air. "Are you dreaming again?" Yang Pengfei asked himself silently. The memory came suddenly, and his mood plummeted. It was like a rain cloud suddenly drifting in under a clear summer sky; before he could dodge, large drops of rain fell on him. Yang Pengfei walked listlessly

into the corridor outside the door. The morning breeze that brushed against his face was so ethereal and transparent, piercing through his entire body. He became much more awake. Birds were chirping, but he couldn't find them.

The row of low, evergreen trees seemed to be shrouded in a layer of light mist, and further away, he could see a thin layer of fog still lingering on the sea. Looking down, he suddenly noticed the potted orchid, now in full bloom. Pure white flowers and buds covered the branches, delicately swaying in the morning breeze. A single dewdrop slid slowly down its thick petals. His heart suddenly felt heavy. Those were the flowers Xiaoxin had nurtured herself, her favorite. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the glistening dewdrop, feeling a refreshing coolness that seeped into his heart.

"Hehe..." Xiaoxin's laughter came from behind. She hugged Yang Pengfei from behind, saying, "Brother, you like flowers too?" Yang Pengfei

turned around, glanced at Xiaoxin, shook his head, and smiled. Xiaoxin nestled against Yang Pengfei's chest like a kitten. Yang Pengfei kissed her earlobe and the crook of her neck. Xiaoxin tilted her head back and said, "Brother, hug me." Listening to Xiaoxin's even breathing and smelling her faint fragrance, Yang Pengfei's heart slowly calmed down.

Xiao Xin said softly, "Brother, I made you some coffee."

"Thank you!" Yang Pengfei said.

"Who needs your thanks!" Xiao Xin laughed. Then she left Yang Pengfei's embrace, went to the kitchen to get the coffee, and said playfully with a smile, "Brother, I'll feed you."

Xiao Xin blew on the steam rising from the coffee cup, took a sip herself, and said, "Be careful, don't burn yourself."

Yang Pengfei swallowed and said, "You're so kind." After saying that, he kissed her forehead. This was the first time Yang Pengfei had seen her clearly that morning. It was a face as beautiful as a flower, just like the scenery outside the window, breathtakingly beautiful. She lifted her eyelids, and her eyes were as clear as a mountain stream.

Yang Pengfei understood Xiao Xin's gentleness and complex intentions. He smiled as he tasted the breakfast Xiao Xin had prepared for him. Xiao Xin was taking care of him, for him, and for herself. Between them, there could only be affection, not love; there was only yesterday, no tomorrow.

On the dining table still sat the exquisite, elegantly shaped glass vase. Inside was a sprig of orchid picked from the pot, its blossoms pure white as the moon, as clear as jade. Yang Pengfei suddenly noticed a petal was slightly broken. He felt that even the slightest crack was a deep wound, like a long, bluish tear. She was such a fragile flower.

Qin Xiaolu had flown away like a feather, gone to her past life, or perhaps her next, never to return. A lifetime of happiness had silently slipped through his fingers. A bittersweet pain welled up in his heart.

"What's wrong? Isn't it good?" Xiaoxin asked with concern, seeing Yang Pengfei's dazed expression.

"Delicious, delicious," Yang Pengfei quickly replied.

"You're frowning and you still say it's delicious?" Xiaoxin scolded playfully.

"It really is delicious,"

Xiaoxin smiled, a smile of pure happiness.

After breakfast, Xiao Xin said, "Brother, come with me to see the shop I've got my eye on later. Give me your opinion and tell me what you think of my taste."

Yang Pengfei had originally planned to visit Wei Luman today to see what she'd been up to. Hearing Xiao Xin say she wanted to go with him to see the shop, he initially wanted to find an excuse to refuse, but then he thought it wouldn't take much time, so he readily agreed.

"Brother, you're so kind! Let's eat quickly. I've arranged to see the property with the landlord at nine o'clock. If you're satisfied, then we'll sign the contract."

Xiao Xin's taste was indeed excellent! The shop was located on the most bustling commercial pedestrian street in Donghai City. Yang Pengfei estimated it to be about sixty or seventy square meters, and the interior was already fully furnished; they could open for business as soon as they got the goods.

After looking around, Yang Pengfei nodded repeatedly and said, "Hmm, not bad! Xiaoxin, you have a good eye! This shop is nicely decorated, and the location is great, but I wonder how much the rent is?"

"The rent is indeed a bit expensive compared to other places. But I believe that as long as I open this shop, I can recoup my costs," Xiaoxin said after calculating for a moment.

"Hehe, recouping costs is far from enough, you have to make money first, otherwise why are you working so hard? Tell me, how much is the rent?"

"The landlord originally said the rent would be 200,000 yuan a year, but after my persistent pleading, the landlord finally agreed to let me pay four months' rent first, which is 70,000 yuan."

"Ah!" Yang Pengfei was startled. He had never run a business before and didn't know the rent here was so expensive, 200,000 yuan a year. He couldn't help but sigh, "This landlord doesn't need to do anything for the rest of his life. The income from this house alone can make him live a life of luxury."

Seeing Yang Pengfei's silence, Xiao Xin thought he was complaining about the rent, so she timidly said, "Brother, the rent here is a bit expensive, but that's the market rate here. I haven't been wasting your money. On the contrary, I cherish this money. I believe I can make this money generate even more money."

Yang Pengfei laughed and said, "Silly girl, what are you thinking? Since I gave you this money, you have the right to use it as you see fit. I have no objections. I was just thinking, you've already spent half of the rent. Is the rest enough for your inventory? If not, I'll give you some more."

"It's enough, it's enough. There's still 80,000 yuan left, that's enough," Xiao Xin said. "Brother, do you know what kind of shop I'm planning to open?"

"What kind of shop?"

“A boutique,” Xiaoxin said proudly. “It sells small accessories for girls and some household decorations. These things are very cheap, the cost is minimal, but they can be sold for a high price.”

Yang Pengfei chuckled and playfully pinched her nose. “Haha, you already have a whole set of business ideas before even starting the business. Hehe, don’t turn into a shrewd businessman.”

“Hehe, no businessman is honest, how can you do business without being shrewd?” Xiaoxin giggled. “Brother, are you satisfied? If you are, then I’ll sign the contract with the landlord.”

Yang Pengfei nodded. “Hmm, I think it’s fine. You can decide everything. I need to go back to the company to pick up some things. You go and sign the contract with the landlord by yourself, and call me after you’re done, okay?”

"Well... alright then, you go ahead with your work, I can manage here by myself," Xiaoxin said, slightly disappointed.

Back in the car, Yang Pengfei waved to Xiaoxin and drove off. After driving a short distance, Yang Pengfei stopped the car, took out his phone, and called Wei Luman. The phone rang for a long time before Wei Luman's groggy voice came through: "Hello, who is it?"

"Damn, still not up? I wonder what time she got back last night?" Yang Pengfei thought to himself. "It's me, Yang Pengfei. What? Still not up?"

"Oh, it's you. What brings you to call me today? That's strange." Wei Luman's lazy tone seemed to carry a hint of reproach and complaint.

"Hehe, I missed you, so I called."

"Stop being so smooth-talking. What do you want?"

"Nothing much, I just really missed you. How about we go out for a bit?"

"I'm really sleepy and too lazy to go out. If you really miss me, I'll come over."

"Hehe, wouldn't that be inconvenient?" Yang Pengfei said with a mischievous smile, "Those girls are still at your place, right?"

"Huh! How did you know?" Wei Luman asked in surprise. Her tone was more alert than before.

"Hehe, of course I know. Because I was the one who took that girl home last night."

"Oh, is that so? Sigh, those girls, they really can go crazy. They were making a ruckus until two or three in the morning last night, and they're sleeping soundly now. I doubt they'll wake up until four or five in the afternoon." Wei Luman added after saying that, "Sigh! It's good to be young, full of energy."

"Hehe, don't be so sentimental. You have good energy too. Last night I took those three girls out to play, and when I got back tired, I hadn't seen you come back yet. So you have more energy than me. Tell me, where did you go last night?"

"Tch, you're not anyone to me, why should I tell you where I went?"

"Really not going to tell me?"

"No!"

"Fine, you wait, I'll deal with you when I get back." After saying that, Yang Pengfei hung up the phone, started the car, and headed straight for the villa area where Yu Jie's family lived.

When he arrived at Yu Jie's house, Yang Pengfei was about to knock on the door when it opened. Wei Luman was standing behind the door in her pajamas. "Be quiet, they're still sleeping, don't wake them," Wei Luman whispered.

Yang Pengfei tiptoed into Wei Luman's room. After closing the door, Yang Pengfei revealed his true, playful nature. He grabbed Wei Luman's waist from behind, rubbed his nose against her fair neck, and sniffed hard, "So fragrant!"

"Go away," Wei Luman broke free from his embrace, saying, "You're being indecent right away. I wonder if your little brother down there is craving something but can't find anyone to relieve it, so you've come to me? But let me tell you, I'm not someone you can just play with as you please. Besides, I'm not interested in that today."

"Look at you, what are you talking about?" Yang Pengfei said innocently, "I really missed you, but it's not my little brother down there that missed you. Oh, no, hehe, my little brother down there missed you too, but I miss you even more here." As he spoke, Yang Pengfei pointed to his chest.

"Tch, who would believe a playboy like you?" Wei Luman scoffed. "You said that to Auntie too, didn't you?"

"Said that to her?" Yang Pengfei was taken aback, but then realized and said, "Hehe, no! I only said that to you."

Chapter 098 Low Breathing

"Hmph, nobody would believe you." Although she said that, Wei Luman's tone had softened considerably. She lay back on the bed and said, "If you want something to drink, go to the kitchen and get it yourself. I'm too lazy to serve you." "

I wouldn't dare trouble you, I can do it myself." Saying that, Yang Pengfei walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he turned back and said, "What would you like?"

"Hmm, just a glass of milk." Wei Luman lay on the bed and resumed her previous languid demeanor.

"Okay!"

In the kitchen, Yang Pengfei poured Wei Luman a glass of milk, then grabbed a bottle of cola for himself and went back. As Yang Pengfei passed Qingyu's room, he subconsciously twisted the lock, and the door opened. Curious, he peeked inside. Wow! Three girls lay there, disheveled. Xiaomei was lying on the floor, while Qingyu and Xiaoyi were sprawled on the bed. Their pajamas were thin and short, revealing everything. Looking closer, Yang Pengfei noticed Xiaomei's short, strappy dress was pulled up to her stomach, completely exposing her narrow, white, lace panties. "Wow! I didn't expect Xiaomei to wear such sexy underwear," Yang Pengfei thought to himself. Looking at Qingyu, her pajamas had slipped off her shoulders, revealing one small, cute breast, fresh and plump, tempting one to touch it; her snow-white skin seemed to glow with youthful radiance; her pink nipples were delicate and pointed, with tiny, glistening dewdrops on her areolas. Only Xiao Yi's pajamas were relatively conservative, or more accurately, a robe, tied at the waist. This robe completely covered her body, leaving only a sliver of her snow-white legs exposed. She was still asleep;

her slightly closed eyes revealed her long eyelashes, which peeked out from beneath her slender eyebrows, highlighting her beauty and spirit. Her long, messy black hair cascaded onto the white pillow, further emphasizing her fair and slightly rosy cheeks. Her lips were slightly parted, revealing her bright, even teeth, adding to her allure, youth, and cuteness.

Gazing at this incredibly seductive and beautiful sleeping beauty, Yang Pengfei was mesmerized. He didn't know how long he had stood by Qingyu's bedside, nor how he had left her room. Yang Pengfei only knew how violently his heart had pounded and how hard his manhood had become.

"I asked you to get me a drink and you've brought it this late? You're not going to tell me you went to the bathroom on the way, are you?" Wei Luman questioned Yang Pengfei as soon as he entered her room.

"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei chuckled awkwardly, "You're right, I did go to the bathroom. Here, your milk."

Wei Luman took the milk and gulped it down in one go, then said, "Are you trying to drive me crazy by asking you to get something?"

Seeing that Wei Luman was still lying in bed, showing no intention of getting up, he said, "What? Aren't you going to get up? Did you stay up too late last night?"

"Yeah, I just told you, those girls were really crazy last night, I didn't get any sleep." Wei Luman said sleepily. "

Hehe, don't blame them, you're the one who came back too late last night. Tell me, where did you go last night?" Yang Pengfei still wanted to know where she had gone last night.

"I'm not telling you, I'm going to make you worry to death." Wei Luman said playfully.

"Hehe, I could guess even without you telling me. It's nothing more than making new friends here, and then everyone goes out to party, right?" Yang Pengfei guessed. But he pretended to have witnessed it firsthand.

"Hmph, if you know, why ask?"

"I'm just worried about you. I'm afraid you've made some bad friends and gotten scammed!" Yang Pengfei said earnestly.

"Tch, if anyone's made some bad friends, it's you! I've been completely fooled by you!" With that, Wei Luman threw a Winnie the Pooh toy from the bed at Yang Pengfei.

"Huh! How am I a bad person? And how did you get fooled?" Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

"You're always flirting with other women, isn't that being a bad person?" Wei Luman glanced at him and said, "I thought you were a man of integrity and loyalty, but I didn't expect you to be such a playboy. Don't you think I've been fooled?"

"Okay, okay, I'm the bad guy, you've been tricked, alright?" Yang Pengfei surrendered.

"That's right!"

"Hehe, seriously, how have you been lately? What have you been busy with?"

"What else can I be doing?" Wei Luman pouted, "Every day it's just going to work and coming home. Actually, there's not much for me to do at work, just sitting in the office looking around. Sigh, so boring! It's not as fun as Shanghai."

"Since you're bored, then you should go back. From what you've said, it seems you're not very useful here. You'd be better off going back to Shanghai, that's where you're best positioned to shine." Yang Pengfei said seriously. Actually, Yang Pengfei said this out of good intentions. He felt that Wei Luman had treated him well, and he couldn't bear to see Yu Jie scheming against her without her even realizing it. So he told Wei Luman to leave Donghai, so that once she left Donghai, Yu Jie wouldn't be able to reach her.

"I'm not going back. Aunt Yu said that as long as I stay here and team up with her, taking down that little vixen Yuan Tingting is just around the corner. What does it matter if I have to endure a few boring days here, as long as I can get my revenge on her?"

"But you sit in the office all day and can't even come up with a concrete plan. How can we team up? How can we take her down?" Yang Pengfei said. But in his heart, he couldn't help but curse, "Stupid, so incredibly stupid! You usually seem so shrewd, how come you're so confused about this? Do women really become stupid and unable to distinguish right from wrong once they're blinded by love?"

"Are you getting tired of me now and want to get rid of me?" Wei Luman asked coquettishly.

"Forget it, I've already hinted at it, but she won't listen, so there's nothing I can do." Yang Pengfei thought for a moment and then smiled mischievously, "Why would I want to get rid of you? It's better if you don't leave, that suits me perfectly!" After saying that, Yang Pengfei walked towards the bed with a wicked grin.

Seeing his smile, Wei Luman knew what he wanted, so she tightened the towel wrapped around her body, her face flushed, and said, "What do you want to do? Don't get any bad ideas, Qingyu and the other girls are still outside."

Yang Pengfei chuckled and said, "It's alright, those girls are sleeping like logs, they might not even hear you thunder, let alone with several doors in between."

"Hmph, you naughty one, I knew you weren't here for anything good."

"Hehe, isn't this doing something good? I think this is the best thing in the world." Yang Pengfei laughed.

"You good-for-nothing, you men are always looking for more than you have." Wei Luman scolded.

Yang Pengfei sat down beside her bed, and Wei Luman, lying on the bed, pulled the towel covering her face after seeing Yang Pengfei sit down. So Yang Pengfei sat on the bed, took her hand, and lifted a corner of the blanket, wanting to lie down next to her. At that moment, Yang Pengfei suddenly noticed that Wei Luman had already lifted her nightgown, revealing her legs, white as jade, glistening and bright. Instantly, Yang Pengfei's heart pounded wildly, and his lower body immediately hardened. Wei Luman glanced at Yang Pengfei, her beautiful face instantly blushing.

Perhaps it was a meeting of minds, or perhaps it was the sight of Yang Pengfei's beauty, but the instant their eyes met, Wei Luman's eyes flashed, she pursed her lips and giggled, her cheeks turning even redder with shyness. Yang Pengfei eagerly pulled her up, tenderly cradling her in his arms.

"Hehe, what, you wanted it too, didn't you?" Yang Pengfei teased.

"You already know, why ask?" Wei Luman nestled in Yang Pengfei's arms, leaning on his shoulder.

"How would I know?" Yang Pengfei said.

Her fragrance lingered around them. Yang Pengfei gently pulled Wei Luman into his arms, unbuttoned her nightgown, inhaled her feminine fragrance, heard her rapid, powerful heartbeat, and felt the youthful passion emanating from her. Yang Pengfei was captivated, a surge of heat coursing through his body.

"My period just ended, so..." It was clear how much Wei Luman cared about this, how much she anticipated it.

"That's wonderful!" Before Wei Luman could finish speaking, Yang Pengfei leaned down and buried his face in her alluring, soft breasts, passionately sucking on her tender, swollen nipples. Yang Pengfei's tongue danced around her nipples, causing her to involuntarily part her cherry lips and moan softly. Her breathing gradually quickened. A woman's delicate, alluring breasts are forever captivating to men.

"Gently," Wei Luman murmured, reaching out to explore. Yang Pengfei couldn't help but take a deep breath. The intense stimulation caused him to move his body, wrapping his arms around Wei Luman under her armpits and pressing himself against her. At the same time, Yang Pengfei bent his knees, allowing her hands to caress his hard, large member, before burying his face between her breasts.

After a while, Wei Luman suddenly rolled over and grabbed one of Yang Pengfei's arms with both hands. Her grip was so strong that Yang Pengfei even felt a slight pain. So Yang Pengfei reached under her blanket with his other hand; she was completely naked. A surge of desire immediately ignited within him, and Yang Pengfei swiftly pulled back the blanket covering Wei Luman.

So beautiful! Dazzlingly beautiful.

Snow-white, pure, without a single flaw.

Exquisite, curvaceous, displaying beautiful curves.

Yang Pengfei's heart pounded, and he immediately lifted Wei Luman, kissing her lips. Wei Luman's deep, hot breaths pressed against Yang Pengfei's cheek. Chapter 97 (

October 17th

): I'm coming to deal with you

. Another night of dreams! When the white grass of the desert swirls, when the flute music of the frontier echoes, when the plum blossoms fill the courtyard, and when the evening clouds on the horizon change. She mounts her white horse, softly says goodbye, and turns westward to continue her uninterrupted journey of life; while she herself is immersed in the dust raised by the horse's hooves, standing alone under the banner of this small inn on this desolate sandy island, using the last bit of rouge she has left, she faintly writes her name on the wall bathed in the setting sun. In his palm lies a withered rose, a broken life, lying in my hand, lifeless. Fragile. Unable to withstand the stirrings of the heart.

I remember a philosopher's words: the encounter of one living being with another is a fleeting moment in a thousand years, but separation is an eternal calamity. In the vast sea of people, meeting is the beginning of fate, acquaintance is the continuation of fate, and understanding is the destiny of fate. Encounters and meetings form the fabric of life, just as drifting clouds, dewdrops, starry skies, and moonlight create the beauty of the world. Those beautiful moments are like vibrant wildflowers scattered unintentionally along life's long journey; we pick them one by one, then lose them petal by petal, until at the end of life, they weave a colorful garland of memories.

Yang Pengfei woke up in the morning but didn't want to get up. His mind was restless, entangled in a state of emptiness and chaos. Suddenly, a rich aroma of coffee wafted into his nostrils. Yang Pengfei opened his eyes and found Xiao Xin not in bed. He suddenly realized he had been dreaming again, but it was neither a dream nor a dream, neither a dream nor a dream. This morning seemed unusually quiet. In the past, when he was with Qin Xiaolu, mornings were busy and hurried. But now, Qin Xiaolu was gone, her whereabouts unknown; only the ticking of the clock on the wall remained clear.

He lazily got out of bed. He pushed open the window and gazed into the distance, taking a deep breath. He could faintly smell the sea in the air. "Am I dreaming again?" Yang Pengfei asked himself silently. The memory came suddenly, and his mood plummeted. It was like a rain cloud suddenly drifting in under a clear summer sky; before he could dodge, large drops of rain were already falling on him.

Yang Pengfei walked listlessly into the corridor outside the door. The morning breeze that brushed against his face was so ethereal and transparent, piercing through his entire body. He became much more awake. Birds were chirping, but he couldn't find them.

That row of short, evergreen trees seemed shrouded in a light mist, and further on, a thin layer of fog lingered on the sea. Looking down, I suddenly noticed a pot of orchids, in full bloom. Pure white flowers and buds covered the branches, delicately swaying in the morning breeze. A dewdrop slowly slid down its thick petals. My heart suddenly felt heavy. Those were the flowers Xiaoxin had nurtured herself, her favorite. I couldn't help but reach out and touch the glistening dewdrop, feeling a refreshing coolness that seeped into my heart.

"Hehe..." Xiaoxin's laughter came from behind. She hugged Yang Pengfei from behind and said, "Brother, you like flowers too?"

Yang Pengfei turned around, glanced at Xiaoxin, shook his head, and smiled. Xiao Xin nestled against Yang Pengfei's chest like a kitten. Yang Pengfei kissed her earlobe and the crook of her neck. Xiao Xin tilted her head back and said, "Brother, hug me." Listening to Xiao Xin's even breathing and smelling her faint fragrance, Yang Pengfei's heart slowly calmed down from its heaviness.

Xiao Xin said softly, "Brother, I made you coffee."

"Thank you!" Yang Pengfei said.

"Who needs your thanks!" Xiao Xin laughed. Then she left Yang Pengfei's embrace, went to the kitchen to get the coffee, and said playfully with a smile, "Brother, I'll feed you."

Xiao Xin blew on the steam rising from the coffee cup, took a sip herself, and said, "Be careful, don't burn yourself."

Yang Pengfei swallowed and said, "You're so sweet." After saying that, he kissed her forehead. This was the first time Yang Pengfei had seen her clearly that morning. It was a face as beautiful as a flower, just like the scenery outside the window, breathtakingly beautiful. She lifted her eyelids, her eyes as clear as a mountain stream.

Yang Pengfei understood Xiao Xin's gentleness and complex intentions. He smiled as he tasted the breakfast Xiao Xin had prepared for him. Xiao Xin cared for him, for him, and for herself. Between them, there could only be affection, not love; only yesterday, no tomorrow.

On the table still sat the exquisite, elegant glass vase. Inside was a sprig of orchid picked from a pot, its blossoms pure white as the moon, as clear as jade. Suddenly, Yang Pengfei noticed a petal was slightly broken. He felt that even the slightest crack was a deep wound, like a long, blue tear. She was such a fragile flower. Qin Xiaolu

had flown away like a feather, gone to her past life, or perhaps her next, never to return. A lifetime of happiness had silently slipped through his fingers. A bitter ache rose in his heart.

"What's wrong? Is it not good?" Xiao Xin asked with concern, seeing Yang Pengfei's dazed expression.

"Delicious, delicious," Yang Pengfei said quickly.

"You're frowning and you still say it's delicious?" Xiao Xin scolded playfully.

"It really is delicious."

Xiao Xin smiled, a happy smile.

After breakfast, Xiao Xin said, "Brother, come with me to see the shop I've got my eye on later. Give me your opinion and tell me what you think of my taste."

Yang Pengfei had originally planned to visit Wei Luman today to see what she had been busy with lately. Now, hearing that Xiao Xin wanted to go with her to see the shop, he initially wanted to find an excuse to refuse, but then he thought that looking at the shop wouldn't take much time, so he readily agreed.

"Brother, you're so kind! Let's eat quickly then. I've arranged to see the house with the landlord at nine o'clock. If you're satisfied, then I'll prepare to sign the contract with him."

Xiao Xin's taste was indeed excellent! The shop was located on the most bustling commercial pedestrian street in Donghai City. According to Yang Pengfei's estimation, it was about sixty or seventy square meters. The interior was already fully decorated, and they could open for business as soon as they brought in the goods.

After looking around, Yang Pengfei nodded repeatedly and said, "Hmm, not bad! Xiaoxin, you have a good eye! This shop is nicely decorated, and the location is great, but I wonder how much the rent is?"

"The rent is indeed a bit expensive compared to other places. But I believe that as long as I open this shop, I can recoup my costs," Xiaoxin said after calculating for a moment.

"Hehe, recouping costs is far from enough, you have to make money first, otherwise why are you working so hard? Tell me, how much is the rent?"

"The landlord originally said the rent would be 200,000 yuan a year, but after my persistent pleading, the landlord finally agreed to let me pay four months' rent first, which is 70,000 yuan."

"Ah!" Yang Pengfei was startled. He had never run a business before and didn't know the rent here was so expensive, 200,000 yuan a year. He couldn't help but sigh, "This landlord doesn't need to do anything for the rest of his life. The income from this house alone can make him live a life of luxury."

Seeing Yang Pengfei's silence, Xiao Xin thought he was complaining about the rent, so she timidly said, "Brother, the rent here is a bit expensive, but that's the market rate here. I haven't been wasting your money. On the contrary, I cherish this money. I believe I can make this money generate even more money."

Yang Pengfei laughed and said, "Silly girl, what are you thinking? Since I gave you this money, you have the right to use it as you see fit. I have no objections. I was just thinking, you've already spent half of the rent. Is the rest enough for your inventory? If not, I'll give you some more."

"It's enough, it's enough. There's still 80,000 yuan left, that's enough," Xiao Xin said. "Brother, do you know what kind of shop I'm planning to open?"

"What kind of shop?"

“A boutique,” Xiao Xin said proudly. “It sells small accessories for girls and some household decorations. These things are very cheap, the cost is minimal, but they can be sold for a high price.”

Yang Pengfei chuckled and playfully pinched her nose. “Haha, you already have a whole set of business ideas before even starting the business. Hehe, don’t turn into a shrewd businessman.”

“Hehe, no businessman is honest, how can you do business without being shrewd?” Xiao Xin giggled. “Brother, are you satisfied? If you are, then I’ll sign the contract with the landlord.”

Yang Pengfei nodded. “Hmm, I think it’s fine. You can decide everything. I need to go back to the company to pick up some things. You go and sign the contract with the landlord by yourself. Call me after you’re done, okay?”

“Well… okay then, you go ahead and do your work. I can manage here by myself.” Xiao Xin said with a hint of disappointment.

Back in the car, Yang Pengfei waved to Xiao Xin and then drove off. After driving for a while, Yang Pengfei stopped the car, took out his phone, and called Wei Luman. The phone rang for a long time before Wei Luman's groggy voice came through: "Hello, who is it?"

"Damn, still not up? I wonder what time she got back last night?" Yang Pengfei thought to himself. "It's me, Yang Pengfei. What? Still not up?"

"Oh, it's you. What brings you to call me today? That's strange." Wei Luman's lazy tone seemed to carry a hint of reproach and complaint.

"Hehe, I missed you, so I called."

"Stop being so smooth-talking. Tell me, what do you want?"

"Nothing much, I just really missed you. How about we go out for a bit?"

"I'm really sleepy and too lazy to go out. If you really miss me, I'll come over."

"Hehe, wouldn't that be inconvenient?" Yang Pengfei said with a mischievous smile, "Those girls are still at your place, right?"

"Huh! How did you know?" Wei Luman asked in surprise. Her tone was more awake than before.

"Hehe, of course I know. Because I was the one who took that girl home last night."

"Oh, is that so? Sigh, those girls, they really can go crazy. They didn't fall asleep until two or three in the morning last night, and they're sleeping soundly now. I doubt they'll wake up until four or five in the afternoon." Wei Luman added after saying that, "Sigh! It's good to be young, full of energy."

"Hehe, don't be so sentimental. You have good energy too. Last night I took those three girls out to play, and when I got back tired, I hadn't seen you come back yet. It's clear you have more energy than me. Tell me, where did you go last night?"

"Tch, you're not anyone to me, why should I tell you where I went?"

"Really not going to tell me?"

"No!"

"Fine, you wait, I'll deal with you when I get back." After saying that, Yang Pengfei hung up the phone, started the car, and headed straight for the villa area where Yu Jie lived.

When he arrived at Yu Jie's house, Yang Pengfei was about to knock on the door when it opened. Wei Luman was standing behind the door in her pajamas. "Be quiet, they're still sleeping, don't wake them up," Wei Luman whispered.

Yang Pengfei tiptoed into Wei Luman's room. After closing the door, Yang Pengfei revealed his true, playful nature. He wrapped his arms around Wei Luman's waist from behind, rubbing his nose against her fair neck and sniffing deeply, "Smells so good!"

"Go away," Wei Luman said, breaking free from his embrace. "You're being so indecent right away. I bet your little brother down there is craving something, but you can't find anyone to relieve it, so you've come to me? But let me tell you, I'm not someone you can just play with as you please. Besides, I'm not interested in that today."

"Look at you, what are you talking about?" Yang Pengfei said innocently. "I really missed you, but it's not my little brother that missed you. Oh, no, hehe, my little brother down there missed you too, but I miss you even more here." As he spoke, Yang Pengfei pointed to his chest.

"Tch, who would believe a playboy like you?" Wei Luman scoffed. "You said that to Auntie too, didn't you?"

"Said that to her?" Yang Pengfei was taken aback, but then realized what he meant and said, "Hehe, no! I only said that to you."

Chapter 100 Bathroom Passion

Wei Luman glanced at him and said, "Weren't you enjoying it just now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Tch, don't pretend you don't understand. With such a beautiful young girl sitting in your lap, didn't you feel good?" Wei Luman said angrily.

"Look at you, what are you talking about? She's still a child." Yang Pengfei said seriously.

"Kid? Not a kid anymore, all the right things are in place. I don't believe you didn't think of that when she was sitting next to you. I bet you only thought of her because there were so many people around, otherwise you definitely would have tried to touch her."

Yang Pengfei smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm not going to talk nonsense with you anymore. Hurry up and see if those girls are ready. If they are, let's go out for dinner. Look, it's past eleven."

Half an hour later, the girls finally finished getting ready, and the five of them walked out the door in a large group. Just as they were about to get into their car, they saw Yu Jie's white BMW coming towards them from afar. "Ah, Mom's back." Qingyu said as she ran towards the BMW.

"Where are you going?" Yu Jie asked after getting out of the car.

"Mom, Brother Pengfei is treating us to dinner. Why don't you come with us?" Qingyu said, taking Yu Jie's hand.

"Hehe, really? Our Manager Yang is so generous." Yu Jie said, looking at Yang Pengfei.

"Hehe, it's just a meal, it's not a matter of being generous or not." Yang Pengfei greeted her with a smile. He secretly wished he could leave sooner, feeling incredibly awkward around Yu Jie.

"Aunt Yu, come with us," Wei Luman said, stepping forward.

Yu Jie waved her hand, "No, I've already eaten. You guys go ahead."

"Okay, let's go then," Qingyu said impatiently. "Mom, after I eat, I'll go straight back to school and won't come back."

"Yeah, you need to study hard, don't always think about playing," Yu Jie said, repeating her usual refrain.

"Okay, okay. Let's go," Qingyu said impatiently.

After watching Wei Luman, Qingyu, and the other girls get into Yang Pengfei's car and see them off, Yu Jie slowly walked into her house alone. With everyone gone, the house felt cold and empty. Yu Jie looked around, sighed, and went into her bedroom. Without even taking off her clothes, she lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. She involuntarily covered her face with her hands, as if her youthful beauty had been faded by the passing years.

Looking at those young and energetic girls, Yu Jie felt a pang of frustration. Just as she was about to turn forty, everything seemed to be going awry. The clock seemed to have been sped up, spinning incredibly fast. Noon arrived in the blink of an eye, then dusk, and the night remained long, with no sign of dawn.

Yu Jie reluctantly got out of bed. She took off her shirt and skirt, went into the bathroom, removed her bra and panties, and stood naked in front of the mirror, admiring herself. She made no secret of her alluring, sexy body: long, shapely thighs, a beautifully curved bottom, a slightly protruding belly, a slender waist, and high, firm breasts. She raised her hands above her head.

She slightly parted her legs; the thick, glossy hair below her abdomen clung obediently to her fair skin like radiant sunlight. A powerful tremor ran through Yu Jie's heart. Her plot of land was similar to others', yet in their orchards, crop after crop of bountiful fruit grew, hanging there in dazzling golden hues. Her own orchard, however, remained barren.

The bathroom was filled with steam. Yu Jie, standing on one leg, dipped one toe into the water. The water temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold. Half-asleep, she lay down in the bathtub. Her snow-white, pink skin felt completely drained by the water, as if all her strength had been drained away. She felt weak and limp, as if she were about to float away. She lay quietly in the water, her body seemingly numb. The water supported her snow-white form, immersing her, her limbs half-submerged, half-floating. She saw her breasts swaying in the turbulent water, her pink nipples swelling like buoys on a turbulent sea. Yu Jie lay down in the bathtub, gently washing her body. Although nearing forty, she was still full of confidence in her body.

Her hands rubbed her neck, then her back above the water, and then caressed her breasts. They were neither too big nor too small, just the size of a palm. Her abdomen was flat and firm, her thighs long and shapely. She touched her navel, a soft, full moon. Further down, the limp hairs swayed gently in the water, much like seaweed drifting on the waves.

Yu Jie lovingly stroked them, placing one hand on top, then the other. Her thick labia blossomed like flowers. She always thought they were tightly closed, their dark red, like a black man's, so melancholic and mysterious, like a rusty lock, locking away countless heartbreaking stories. But those stories, like alcohol, were volatile; once opened, they vanished instantly.

Her fingers caressed her most intimate parts as if playing with precious jewels, revealing a pink, beautiful world of sensuality. She felt dizzy; something was budding within her, a bewitching fluid swelling and spreading within her. That something was churning, uncontrollably churning, swirling in a vortex filled with her body's fragrance.

Yu Jie's eyes, wet with shame under the dim light, her lips parted and closed in the rush of desire, her legs writhing and opening and closing in the direction of pleasure. Suddenly, a foot hanging high on the side of the tub slipped heavily into the water, splashing up countless droplets with a dramatic sound that made her ears ring, leaving her feeling utterly lost and disoriented. Her face flushed, and in the hazy, milky light, she grew increasingly languid and lethargic, her eyelids drooping as if she couldn't lift them.

She didn't know how much time had passed before she finally woke up, not naturally, but because a pair of smooth hands were gently massaging her back. Yu Jie wasn't alarmed by this unexpected visitor, as she already knew who it was from the touch of those hands. With her eyes closed, Yu Jie whispered, "You've come?"

The man behind her continued massaging her back with one hand, while the other quietly moved to her chest, gently kneading her left breast. As he kneaded, he whispered in Yu Jie's ear, "Hmm, I'm here. How is it? Comfortable?"

Yu Jie, still with her eyes closed, nodded slightly and said, "You dare come in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid Qingyu and Xiaoman are home?"

The man chuckled softly, "I just watched them leave. Of course, if you don't want to see me, I can leave."

Yu Jie didn't reply, but instead splashed her toes in the bathwater, then, taking him by surprise, flicked her toes at him, splashing water onto his fully clothed body. Yu Jie laughed heartily, tossed the towel at the man, and slipped into the water like a slippery fish.

The bathwater steamed, rose petals floating seductively. Yu Jie submerged herself, her long hair billowing in the water like black seaweed. Her hands, painted with bright red nail polish, scooped up water, letting it trickle between her fingers. Her toes twitched, teasing her body with the petals. The scene was incredibly alluring, enough to make any man's heart race.

The man began to loosen his tie and remove his shirt. As he swayed his hips and pulled down his trousers, Yu Jie's gaze was fixed on his full, high buttocks. His tight black briefs made his manhood bulge, and his legs were straight and muscular. The man's strong body struck her most sensitive spot like a heavy punch, inevitably arousing her desire. A feeling of anticipation and hope dominated her. Her eyes were slightly moist, and her tongue quickly circled her full lips. A moan almost escaped from the depths of her heart.

The man slowly stepped into the pool. He squatted down to let the warm water soak his chest. The pool was large enough to accommodate both of their bodies. He was right behind Yu Jie, his hands pressing on her smooth, rounded shoulders and massaging her neck. His technique was skillful, his touch precise, sometimes pressing hard with his thumb, sometimes clenching into a fist, or patting her spine with the back of his hand. Waves of blissful pleasure made Yu Jie weak all over, her body swaying as if her bones had been removed.

The hands crawling on her became increasingly audacious, their locations becoming more and more sensitive, now resting on her plump buttocks. His hands parted her ample buttocks, and Yu Jie felt a surge of panic, as if he were about to tease her labia. She eagerly awaited his touch, but his hands lightly brushed past, pressing down along the back of her thighs.

The man knew in his heart that the woman before him was a mature and beautiful woman, fiery and passionate. Not only was her face stunningly beautiful, but she also possessed a body that could drive men wild. Her face revealed that she lived a vibrant and carefree life; every glance seemed to proclaim that she had never lacked male affection and nourishment, like a mare who had grazed her fill at night. He thought he needed to use some more methods; conventional customs alone would certainly not please her, and winning her heart would be difficult.

As he pondered this, his hands were never idle, kneading Yu Jie's thighs down to her knees, calves, and ankles.

Yu Jie felt a tingling sensation all over her body, her white body arching back, pressing tightly against the man's chest, her buttocks nestled between his still-upturned legs, swaying like a fan.

The man's hands circled her lower abdomen and moved to her front, tightly gripping the ligaments at the top of her thighs. A pinch and twist sent a wave of pleasure through Yu Jie's body, making her limp and weak as she leaned against him. The man watched as her full, smooth breasts swayed gently in the water, their nipples hard and erect. He lowered his head and kissed her earlobe lightly. She shuddered, letting out a soft breath. His tongue traced the contours of her small ear, stopping at her earlobe. His lips pressed against her thick earlobe, making Yu Jie giggle uncontrollably. Her laughter was unrestrained and loud, unable to conceal her joyful delight.

The man picked Yu Jie up, carried her out of the bathroom, and gently placed her on the bed in the bedroom. Her wet, naked body undulated, her skin glistening and smooth. A cluster of blisters gathered on her navel, and her wet pubic hair clung to it like morning dew. Her face appeared serene and peaceful, her eyes slightly closed, but in reality, she was burning with desire, waves of unbearable sensation surging through her body.

Then, those hands again, gliding like an avalanche across every inch of Yu Jie's skin. This caress alone excited Yu Jie, invigorating her spirit. His silent composure and skillful technique astonished her. His fingers beautifully and shamelessly caressed her breasts, finally holding them tightly like catching a little pigeon, and he pressed his face against her plump, full breasts without moving.

The man turned his face to the side, and the nipple on Yu Jie's full breasts, like a wild grape, blinked alluringly at him. He extended his long tongue and teased it, the tip of his tongue wantonly teasing her areola. Her body shifted restlessly, and he took her nipple into his mouth even more triumphantly, letting it harden and swell between his lips, gently chewing it with his teeth. Yu Jie couldn't help but kick her legs, her toes clenching and spreading wide.

A strand of the man's long hair tickled Yu Jie's chest, making her feel uncomfortably itchy. She couldn't help but reach out and stroke it, a surge of passion instantly making her unconsciously caress his hair, and then rub her palm against his face. She playfully scolded, "Why haven't you taken your pants off yet?" Before she finished speaking, the man had already thrown aside the wet underwear in her hand, revealing a man's penis, menacingly erect and menacing.

Yu Jie glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, and a tingling sensation swept through her heart. It was like a plump mushroom, smooth and delicate at the tip, with a glistening drop of semen on it, and veins coiled around the shaft, swaying like the bald head of a drunken monk. She gently stroked it with immense tenderness, the heavy, full, and thick feeling making her heart flutter. She gripped it tightly, rubbing her fingers against the glans, feeling his penis throbbing joyfully in her palm.

The man sensed her agitation. One of his fingers lingered between her labia, which closed sensitively like a clam at his touch, with warm fluid seeping from between them. This was a woman aroused, almost pleading, her two snow-white thighs spreading and swinging, her plump buttocks rubbing back and forth on the sheets.

The man, holding his own member, stood by the bed like an eagle swooping down, as if one could hear the hissing sound of it passing through the air. The moment he inserted it, he could feel the hot, soft embrace inside. Yu Jie let out a long, drawn-out moan, a joyful cry as if she had been waiting for it. The man contracted his lower abdomen, pressing his hips closer, his hands gripping her thighs and placing them on his shoulders, then he began to thrust with increasing force.

Yu Jie had just felt a full, satisfying sensation, and as that thing rubbed against her wantonly, she couldn't resist any longer. She lifted herself up from the bed, arching her two plump labia as high as she could, her pretty face flushed, breathing heavily, her hands tightly wrapped around the man's neck. At this moment, the man's chest, abdomen, and buttocks were pressed tightly against Yu Jie's, their hands entwined around each other's backs and necks, their skin so close together that there wasn't a single gap, every pore seemed to touch each other.

The man wasn't just pursuing deep, rough thrusts; while pressed tightly against Yu Jie, he moved his lower body slowly back and forth, sometimes gently caressing her like a dragonfly skimming the surface of water, sometimes thrusting in with overwhelming force, even using his fingers to pry open her labia, allowing the small bud peeking out from the tip of her labia to rub intimately against the glans.

Initially, Yu Jie passively endured his thrusts, her body pressed tightly against him, her thighs taut. But as the man relentlessly pounded and ravaged the lump from below, she could no longer withstand the intense stimulation. She parted her lips slightly, her breaths becoming increasingly rapid, and she lifted her body to meet the wet, white-staining thing.

The man secretly rejoiced. Knowing Yu Jie's sensitive spot, he changed his approach. His supple waist moved with incredible agility, twisting and turning, thrusting forward and backward, constantly hovering near the entrance, sometimes gently pulling back.

In just a short while, Yu Jie's pleasure surged wave after wave, reaching one climax after another. Her expression at those moments was as beautiful as a flower in full bloom. Her facial features were already exquisitely elegant, with even proportions and delicate features—a sweet face that could arouse a man's curiosity. Now, under the control of lust, her face burned fiercely, her expressions constantly shifting, her features contorted and furrowed, sometimes appearing to cry, sometimes to laugh, sometimes to express unbearable anguish. As if solely to see this soft, painful, helpless, yet alluring face, the man poured all his energy into suppressing his urge to ejaculate.

How long could he hold out? He himself didn't know that, amidst his desperate efforts, accompanied by a low, long moan, Yu Jie had reached her climax. The man only felt an absolute tightness in his powerful member, leaving him completely bewildered. He felt that tight suction, the countless buds of pleasure hidden within her warm, soft, suction-like walls, which danced and throbbed at the slightest touch.

In that instant, he stared, breathless, and desperately tried to hold back. The man knew that if they reached climax together now, it would go against her will. This woman beneath him was not easily conquered; if that happened, he would lose his pride as a man, reduced to rags and buried.

The man went from the pinnacle of bliss to a prisoner forced into hard labor, sacrificing himself for Yu Jie's pleasure until he was drenched in sweat and his legs trembled. He threw himself on top of her, burying his face in her full breasts, which had just reached their climax, finally finding a moment's rest.

But for Yu Jie, who relentlessly pursued eternal pleasure, this was merely the beginning. Seeking even greater ecstasy, she slightly turned her upper body, and the man correspondingly shifted his position dramatically, their bodies now reversed. The man lay on the bed, and Yu Jie straddled him, her hands gripping his still-erect member, aiming it between her legs and twisting her slender waist.

The man suddenly felt her labia touch his member, followed by the warm, moist breath enveloping his tip, sending waves of pleasure through his body. He not only raised his body but also thrust his lower abdomen upwards. Yu Jie released her grip, her buttocks pressing down, but her hands remained firmly pressed against his chest. This was the penetration he had long awaited, but his advantage of manipulating and controlling her had come to an end. Seeking greater pleasure, she commanded him to act immediately, almost without mercy. The man, without resistance, submitted like a slave, urging himself on, his masculine erection throbbing and yielding as she relentlessly pounded and galloped upon him.

The spacious bedroom appeared quiet, but the passion burned even more intensely. After an hour, his member finally collapsed, like a broken sword, inside Yu Jie's still-pleasant body. As he ejaculated, Yu Jie cried out in surprise, then fell onto his chest like a tattered garment or a flying branch. The man felt her burning body, confirming that the woman in his arms was a lively, fragrant, and soft-bodied woman. Without hesitation, he held her tightly, and his now limp member slowly withdrew from her body.

Yang Pengfei invited Wei Luman and the other three to a relatively upscale Western restaurant for a meal. Upon arriving at the restaurant, Qingyu looked around and then laughed, "Hehe, it seems a bit out of place for you to invite so many of us here for dinner."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

"This place is more suitable for a romantic candlelight dinner for a couple, not for a large group like us having a big meal," Qingyu explained with a smile.

"You little rascal, so young, yet you have such a sophisticated way of speaking. You should be grateful that someone invited you to eat here, instead of being so picky," Yang Pengfei said, both amused and annoyed. Qingyu

pouted, "Hmph, talking to you about this is like casting pearls before swine, you have no sense of romance."

"Hey, is that how you talk to your brother?" Yang Pengfei retorted angrily. The others nearby couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.

After the meal, Yang Pengfei said, "Alright, ladies, what are you planning to do next? Do you want me to continue serving you?"

Before he finished speaking, Xiaomei stood up and said, "Of course! We'll go out and play this afternoon."

At this moment, Xiaoyi, who was sitting next to her, pulled her hand and said, "But we have exams tomorrow, and we have to go back to study this afternoon. Still want to play?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaomei deflated like a punctured balloon, slumped down, and sighed, "Sigh! Senior year of high school is so miserable! We can't even play to our hearts' content."

At this moment, Qingyu said, "Hey, don't complain so much. The darkness has come, but can the light be far behind? This time next year, we can play without worries and have a

good time." "Yes, Xiaoyu is right! A healthy and positive mindset," Wei Luman praised.

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, Sister Xiaoman," Qingyu said, hugging Wei Luman affectionately.

“Alright, I’ll take you back to school,” Yang Pengfei said. “Xiaoman, what about you? Are you coming with me to take them?”

“Well, I need to go to the mall to buy a few things, so I won’t go with you. You can take them back to school by yourself,” Wei Luman said after thinking for a moment.

“How about this, I’ll take them back to school first, and you go shopping. Call me later and I’ll pick you up, okay?” Yang Pengfei said.

Before Wei Luman could answer, Qingyu exclaimed with an exaggerated expression, “Wow! Brother, you’re so considerate of Sister Xiaoman, do you like her?”

Yang Pengfei chuckled but didn’t answer. Wei Luman blushed slightly and said reproachfully, “Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about?”

“Hehe, I’ve already admitted it, so why won’t you admit it?”

“Alright, alright, get up and leave now that you’ve eaten. I’ll take you back to school,” Yang Pengfei interrupted Qingyu.

After leaving the Western restaurant, Wei Luman said goodbye and headed towards the shopping plaza, while Yang Pengfei and the three girls got into his Buick and drove towards the school. On the way, Qingyu laughed, "Brother, do you really like Sister Xiaoman? If you do, go after her! I can help you."

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but laugh, "You help me? How can you help me?"

Qingyu glanced at her two classmates, smiled mysteriously, and then whispered in Yang Pengfei's ear, "I'll help you trick Sister Xiaoman into bed. Once a woman has a physical relationship with you, she'll generally be devoted to you." She then giggled. This made Xiaomei and Xiaoyi, who were sitting in the back, unable to help but say, "Hey, what were you and brother talking about? Look at how you're laughing, so naughty!"

Although Yang Pengfei was aware of Qingyu's boldness, he still didn't expect her to say such things. He turned his head and looked at her in surprise, almost unable to believe that these words came from the mouth of a seventeen-year-old middle school student. Just then, Qingyu whispered something in the ears of the two girls. A moment later, Xiaomei burst into loud laughter, while Xiaoyi chuckled softly, a blush rising on her cheeks.

Looking at the scene in the rearview mirror, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but shake his head, thinking, "Sigh, girls these days are so open and bold!" Suddenly, an idea struck him. He thought, "Didn't Qingyu just say that once a woman has a physical relationship with a man, she'll generally be devoted to him? Logically, if I have a physical relationship with this little girl Qingyu, she'll definitely be devoted to me. Then she'll listen to whatever I say, and I'll have a magic weapon to deal with that old fox Yu Jie!"

Thinking this, Yang Pengfei secretly glanced at Qingyu beside him. She was still chatting with Xiaomei and the others, unaware that Yang Pengfei was watching her. Although Qingyu was only seventeen, she was already quite mature, with a round bottom, firm breasts, and a beautiful face. Yang Pengfei wondered what it would feel like to have such a girl under him. Thinking about it, his little brother began to stir again.

"Forcing myself on her won't work. I need Qingyu to willingly have sex with me to achieve the desired effect," Yang Pengfei thought to himself. But how could he get her to willingly sleep with him? This puzzled him again. From the current situation, although Qingyu still had feelings for him, she wasn't ready to sleep with him. It seemed he had to use some methods.

Before he knew it, the car had arrived at the school gate. The three girls got out, and Qingyu leaned out the window and said, "Brother, will you still take me out to play during holidays?"

Yang Pengfei was naturally overjoyed and quickly replied, "Sure, no problem. Call me when you don't have classes during holidays, and I'll take you out. Hehe, of course, don't tell your mom, otherwise I won't dare take you out."

"Hehe, don't worry, brother, I won't tell," Qingyu said happily. Little did she know how wicked Yang Pengfei's intentions were. They thought he had suddenly gotten better; before, when they asked him to take her out, he always made excuses.

"What about us?" Xiaomei and Xiaoyi asked simultaneously.

"You? Ah, you too! You can call me," Yang Pengfei said. He thought to himself, "Hehe, I'll take you both down with me then."

Chapter 1 (Extra Chapter)

: Early morning, the sky was overcast again; it looked like it would rain soon, something Londoners were already used to. London's weather was typical British; it rained a lot in August, and even more after September officially entered autumn. You could often see people wearing thick coats, and some even wore down jackets.

At the famous Fulhambroadway subway station, there was a man wearing a down jacket, a hood, sunglasses, a mask, and carrying an umbrella. Although

the weather was cold, his fully armed attire was rather exaggerated, naturally attracting attention. However, it was rush hour for work and school, and everyone was busy, so they only glanced at him before hurrying to their subway stations, not paying him much attention.

Judging from the backpack slung over his shoulder and the pants peeking out from under his down jacket, he was probably a student on his way to school. But he remained standing outside the ticket gate, not going to get his

ticket checked or board the subway. He'd actually been standing there for half an hour, but showed no intention of taking the subway. School time was fast approaching, and he'd be late if he didn't get on soon.

Sure enough, he pulled out his phone to check the time, looking anxious. He couldn't wait any longer; if he didn't act now, he'd definitely be late. Today was his high school's opening ceremony, and as a freshman, he couldn't afford to be late. But…

his eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, flashed with fear as he stared at the ticket gate. He was incredibly nervous; he was too afraid to go over because…

he hadn't bought a ticket! This meant he had to ride the subway without a fare. Although there were no staff checking tickets—it was an automated machine—he was still terrified of being caught. He had never ridden the subway before, nor had he ever evaded a fare, so this was his first time doing so…

Time was limited, and he had to decide immediately whether to evade the fare or pay a pound for a ticket, since he was only fifteen and eligible for a child's ticket.

He pulled a pound from his bag. Judging from his small, delicate hands, unlike the wrinkled, large-poreed hands of Caucasians, he was probably not Caucasian, but rather Asian.

He held the money but didn't immediately go to the ticket machine. He was still hesitant. Their punishment for him was to ride the subway evading fares to school. If he dared to disobey their orders, he didn't know how they would "punish" him if they found out. The

thought of "punishment" brought a blush to his face, which was covered by a large mask. It was better to stick to the agreement and evade the fare. In any case, he was specially "fully armed" for this purpose, so as not to be seen if he failed to evade the fare. If he was unfortunately caught by the staff, he would speak Japanese and pretend to be Japanese, so that no one would find out he was an overseas Chinese and bring shame to the Chinese people.

Having made up his mind, he put the money back in his pocket, took a deep breath, and walked towards the ticket gate, embarking on his first attempt at fare evasion…

Three minutes later, he successfully boarded the subway, clearly having succeeded in fare evasion. But even on his first subway ride without a ticket, he was still anxious, afraid of being discovered.

This was the first time in his life he had done something wrong, and his feelings were complex. Besides nervousness and fear, there was a thrilling sense of adventure, a mix of unease and excitement. On his

first subway ride, he curiously looked around and found the subway packed with people, men, women, young and old, all crammed together. The narrow carriage was stuffy and lacked air conditioning; the stuffy, murky air made him dizzy. Luckily,

he found a seat, so he didn't have to stand with everyone else… Oh, there it was…

He suddenly saw an elderly white woman in her sixties with a full head of white hair and immediately stood up to offer her his seat. Although he didn't want to stand, he couldn't ignore the elderly woman; respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a traditional Chinese virtue.

A young, pleasant voice came from behind the mask as the old woman thanked him: "You're welcome!" It was fluent English; he must have lived in England for a long time.

He squeezed his way to the most crowded door, where he could hide and be less likely to be spotted, and leave immediately upon arrival at his stop.

Although he successfully boarded the subway, he was still worried about being discovered for fare evasion and looked around again. Strange, where were they? Didn't they say they would monitor him on the subway and make sure he didn't fare?

A flicker of confusion crossed his dark eyes behind his sunglasses. Suddenly, he felt a warm touch on his buttocks, startling him. Before he could react, another hand reached out from behind and pressed down on his groin…

No way! He'd encountered a pervert on his first subway ride?!

A flurry of emotions flashed in his dark eyes: first panic, then embarrassment, and finally, frustration. He had heard rumors of perverts groping female passengers on the subway, but no matter how thin he was, he didn't look like a woman. How could a pervert...?

Was the pervert gay? Or...? Probably not! How could a pervert possibly discover his secret? But regardless, being targeted by a pervert was bad luck; he had to get rid of him quickly.

He was about to scold the pervert and tell him to let go, or he would scream. Two groping hands had already begun to boldly grope him, caressing his lower abdomen and buttocks through his pants—his two most sensitive areas...

"I advise you to behave and not move, unless you want people to know you've evaded fares." A gentle, low, husky male voice had a special magnetism, making one's heart involuntarily skip a beat.

He was extremely ashamed and angry, struggling to pry away the two groping hands on his crotch and buttocks, but was stopped by a voice.

Author's Note:

I'm sorry for the late update of "It Will Break," please forgive me! My stepfather was supposed to update the next day after he finished, but unexpectedly, the cable here was stolen, so I haven't been able to go online for the past few days and haven't been able to update. Fortunately, I can finally go online today!

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Chapter 2

He was shocked. This pervert had discovered his fare evasion?! But he wasn't sure if it was his imagination,

but the voice sounded so familiar! "We saw clearly that you didn't buy a ticket to ride the subway. If you don't want everyone to know, then stay quiet and let us have some fun." Another equally magnetic male voice, slightly higher in pitch, chuckled.

So there wasn't just one pervert, but two, and the hands on his crotch and buttocks belonged to two different people!

But he already knew who they were. That familiar voice was…

He was about to call out the two perverts' names when the two lewd hands that were causing trouble below tried to reach into his pants, scaring him so much that he almost screamed. Luckily, he reacted quickly and covered his mouth with his hand through his mask. Although the mask covered his face, it couldn't block out his voice.

"Look at you, all decked out in designer brands, even your backpack is designer, how come you can't even afford a mere pound for a ticket?" one of the male voices, slightly higher in pitch, mocked, eyeing his white designer down jacket that cost over ten thousand pounds and his black designer backpack that cost over a thousand pounds.

He was about to retort when the hand that had been lewdly playing with his crotch suddenly unzipped his pants and slipped inside, grabbing his genitals through his underwear. The other hand followed suit, rubbing his buttocks suggestively before slipping inside his waistband…

"Don't do this! This is the subway! If someone sees us…" he cried out in a low voice, glancing around furtively before letting out a momentary sigh of relief.

Fortunately, because it was so crowded and everyone was in a hurry to get to work or school, they didn't pay attention to others and didn't notice that someone was being molested...

But his relief was premature, because the two hands inside his pants were getting increasingly outrageous. The hand that was gripping his genitals started moving, boldly stroking his penis right under everyone's noses. The hand behind him skillfully explored downwards, and when it reached the right spot, it forcefully slipped into his crotch through his thin underwear, searching for his anus...

"Stop right now, or I'll get angry!" he growled fearfully, trying to stop them. It wasn't the first time he'd been touched, and being played with so directly immediately aroused him. His breathing became rapid and erratic, and he unconsciously let out lewd moans. How shameful!

"Angry? Fine! Go ahead and be angry, we'd love to know how you'll react!" The low laughter was as wicked as the hand groping inside his crotch, making his heart pound wildly.

"Yes, hurry up and get angry. We really want to see you angry, to see if you'll turn into a tiger and eat people!" Another equally wicked and alluring voice mocked, clearly showing that the two men didn't take his threat seriously at all.

"You... um... um..." He was so angry that he wanted to curse, but the two large hands below him made him only let out fragmented, lewd moans as soon as he opened his mouth. He could only cover his mouth tightly, cursing the two perverts in his heart for being vulgar and shameless.

But the hateful men were making him feel so good. Even though both hands were touching him through his underwear, he could still feel a strong pleasure, and his body reacted involuntarily...

"No way! You got hard like that? You're so useless. But your little brother is really small, only a little thicker than a pen!" The pervert holding his penis immediately noticed his erection and teased him with a lewd smile, deliberately poking the two scrotums under his penis. "It's so small here, not even as big as a pigeon egg. How old are you? You're so young!"

"Is his front so small? Does it have any hair?" The lecherous man who found his anus asked curiously, his fingertips poking and scratching at his anus through the thin fabric.

"Not yet! What about yours? Does it have any hair?" His accomplice shook his head and asked in return.

Listening to the two men's incredibly lewd conversation, the protagonist was almost dying of shame, and really wanted to hit them with his umbrella. Although they were both speaking very quietly, and no one else could hear them except himself who was pressed close to them, he still felt ashamed and embarrassed.

"Let me see!" The hand, still through his underwear, immediately slipped inside and touched his private and shameful anus, his fingertips carefully rubbing every tiny spot, meticulously searching for any "hair"!

He trembled slightly, his buttocks swaying gently. His warm fingertips lewdly touched his sensitive, wanton anus, causing it to itch intensely, arousing a wave of shameful moans rising in his throat…

“Found it! There’s ‘hair’ in there!” His fingertips explored the entire area around his anus, including the folds, as the pervert excitedly told his companion. Though blind, he could feel several hairy, slightly prickly spots on his fingertips!

“There really is! A man with hair in his anus like a woman, how lewd! I really want to pull down your pants right now and see your ‘anal hair’!” another pervert growled excitedly, his hand on his penis moving faster, even scratching the glans with his fingertips.

Neither man could see his genitals, yet their movements were incredibly practiced, clearly showing their familiarity and understanding of his body!

Chapter 3

"Don't you dare do anything reckless, or else I..." he whispered in terror, afraid they would really pull down his pants in public. But before he could finish speaking, the intense electric currents from both sides made his waist and legs weak, so pleasurable that he wanted to groan loudly. He had to cover his mouth again, forcing back the groan that was about to come out.

"Or else what will you do? Do you still want to resist? Don't forget that we still have something on you. We can do whatever we want to you, unless you want everyone to know that you skipped the ticket."

The fingers, hotter and warmer than the ones on his anus, rhythmically played with his erect penis like playing the piano, bringing him a wonderfully ecstatic pleasure. His penis, which had already ejaculated before it even grew hair, was both numb and hot, trembling slightly, telling him that he was about to climax at any moment.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if everyone finds out you evaded the fare? I can tell you! You'll be taken to the police station, detained, and possibly even searched. If people find out about your body... think about what will happen next!" the lecherous man, fondling his anus, continued.

"No..." He shook his head in terror, his body concealing a grave secret.

"What will happen next? I think those policemen, and the other prisoners you're locked up with, will be curious about your body and excitedly gang rape you! They might even make you their sex slave for life, forever lying under their crotches, being fucked by their ugly big dicks until you die." The lecherous man, gripping his penis and moving it faster and faster, lewdly played with him while terrifying him.

"Please don't... please don't tell anyone I evaded the fare..." After hearing the lecherous men's words, he was already as white as a sheet of paper, pleading in panic. His body was too special; if people found out, they might really gang rape him and make him a sex slave to a whole bunch of people. How terrifying! He didn't want that!

"Then behave yourself and let us do whatever we want. You can't refuse anything we ask!"

The lewd, seductive laughter was indistinguishable from the pervert's voice, but whoever it was, he could only nod. With their leverage over him, he was like meat on a chopping block, completely at their mercy!

He finally understood why they insisted he take the subway and even try to evade the fare. It turned out they had planned this all along; they deliberately wanted to bully and torment him on the subway. Those two despicable lecherous tigers!

Strange, did he know these two perverts?

"Good that you understand. From now on, you are our sex slave. Your task is to make us 'happy' on the subway! You know what 'happy' means, right? It means making us ejaculate like you..." At the end, the lecherous hand that had been playing with him flicked his swollen, almost-ejaculating penis.

A familiar surge of heat rushed from his abdomen to his already throbbing penis, causing him to ejaculate in public before he could even react. Thankfully, the semen all landed inside his underwear; if it had been outside, it would have emitted a foul odor and aroused suspicion.

However, the semen completely soaked his clean underwear, but he didn't notice. He was currently experiencing a mental blank due to the intense pleasure of ejaculation, his body felt light and unsteady, and his legs were too weak to support him, causing him to suddenly fall backward…

He wasn't worried about falling; he knew the two lecherous men would offer him support with their tall, muscular bodies. Sure enough, both men simultaneously reached out and wrapped their arms around his waist, allowing him to rest comfortably against them.

"You came so fast again, I'm starting to wonder if you have premature ejaculation... You little slut, does ejaculating really make you this happy? Look at that blissful, horny face of yours!"

"Premature ejaculation again, not even three minutes, you're so useless! You came so fast and still feel this good, you're such a slut..."

Unlike their gentle actions, the two perverts mocked and ridiculed him together. But he was clearly wearing sunglasses and a mask, so how could they know his expression at that moment? This again showed that this wasn't the first time they had done this to him.

He was still immersed in the afterglow of the wonderful orgasm, his mind was still blank, he couldn't see or hear anything, otherwise he would definitely be furious and actually hit them with the umbrella.

Before he could come back to his senses, the two perverts continued to play with him, their lewd hands, which had been playing with his penis until it ejaculated, were probing deeper into his underwear, as if there was something hidden down there. And the large hands behind him were cooperating with the front, trying to penetrate the anus that he was constantly scratching, itching and writhing slightly.

"Your little mouth in the back is still so horny. I only played with it a couple of times, and you're already begging me to go in. I wonder if you're wet yet." The lecherous man playing with his anus teased, his fingers suddenly thrusting forcefully into the already "welcoming" hole.

"Ah..." He let out a muffled cry, his legs trembling. If it weren't for the two strong subway perverts holding him by the waist, he would have already knelt on the ground.

It wasn't pain, but pleasure. The intrusion of the foreign object made his not-so-naive anus twitch with bliss. A hot current shot from his tailbone to the back of his head, making his brain feel like it had been electrocuted, and his body involuntarily went limp.

"You'll know if you're wet once you put it in. Mine is wet." The lecherous hand in front forcefully dug between his legs, touching the part of him that, unlike most men, didn't have a perineum, but rather a protruding, soft, and slightly moist area like a woman's.

"It's already in, it's wet! You're wet too, this little bitch can get wet even being played with in front of so many people, it's truly admirable." The thick, lewd finger was tightly wrapped in the narrow, hot rectum, but it was very slippery inside, unlike the dryness and difficulty of a virgin's passage, allowing the finger to continue forward.

Foreigners have very open views on sex, and very few people are still virgins at fourteen. Having grown up abroad, he was already fifteen years old, so naturally he couldn't be a virgin. Chapter 4,
10-17 "That's not all, the most outrageous thing is that he only played with his penis and asshole, and before even inserting it into his two cunts, he ejaculated. It's really admirable how lewd he is." The pervert in front nodded. The same thick, wicked finger as the one behind skillfully scraped the slightly protruding, wet, soft spot with a long slit, and then inserted it from the middle of the slit. It wasn't as deep as the slit behind, but it also hid a small hole. Wasn't that exactly the same as a woman's vagina? How could a normal man have a woman's vagina between his penis and anus? It's really strange! "Oh..." He almost screamed again. His vagina, which was often played with, was more aroused and sensitive than his anus. The pleasure shooting from his tailbone to his head was even more intense, and every cell in his body trembled with excitement. Having tasted the forbidden fruit too early, his body, developed and played with by men, was already fully mature, so lewd that even he felt ashamed! "Isn't it great? You want to scream, but you can't! This is the subway. If you scream too loudly, you'll be discovered. If someone finds out that you were gang-raped on the subway and were screaming with pleasure, you'll definitely be on TV." The lecherous man playing with his anus "kindly" reminded him in his ear. His lewd fingers didn't go into the anus, but circled around the wet and itchy opening, and even stretched out his pinky finger to pick at the slightly protruding nipple. Normally shyly hiding in his urethra, his erection swelled with excitement from ejaculation and the pleasure of fingers penetrating his anus, peeking out from the tiny opening—a place even more sensitive than his penis… Having tasted the pleasures of men before, how could he bear such toying? His anus became even wetter, overflowing with thirsty juices, making his semen-filled underwear even wetter and dirtier. His anus, stimulated by the rough fingers that gently scraped and rotated, also secreted intestinal fluids, splashing from the opening, making both anus wet and unbearably itchy. Worst of all, his penis, which had just shrunk after ejaculation, showed signs of rising again, all because his two anuses had been played with so intensely by the perverts' fingers… Behind his sunglasses, his almond-shaped eyes shimmered with moisture, his brows and eyes filled with alluring spring, and his small mouth, hidden behind his mask, unconsciously parted slightly, revealing an extremely seductive expression. Thankfully, the two perverts didn't see him like this, otherwise they would have been driven mad and, without a second thought, pulled down his pants and fucked him to death in public... The poor guy was almost losing control; his whole body was tormented by burning lust. His two little holes, used to being penetrated by men's big dicks, couldn't be satisfied with just fingers. They longed for a strong, thick dick to be inserted and pounded to their heart's content! But he couldn't! This was the subway, and no matter how much he wanted it, he had to hold back. Being played with by fingers in front of so many people was already embarrassing and dangerous enough. If he were actually penetrated by a dick, he would definitely scream loudly and be discovered! The two perverts seemed to know what he was thinking and deliberately went against him. The first finger suddenly pinched and rotated the slightly protruding clitoris, while the second finger was even worse, shoving it all the way in at once. The long finger reached right into his anus, one of his two most dangerous spots. His genitals convulsed violently as if electrocuted, almost making him jump. His penis instantly became erect again. If he hadn't clenched his teeth, the entire carriage would have heard an incredibly lewd moan… “Hehe, your little cock is hard again, want to be fucked?” the pervert in front of him chuckled in his ear. The lewd laughter made him want to stomp on him, but he was too weak to do so. “I think this slut doesn’t want to be fucked, but her cunt wants a big cock!” the elegant voice became even more vulgar, making him furious. “Damn it, I can’t take it anymore, I’m about to explode! Bro, stop playing around, just fuck me already, I want to fuck this slut’s body right now…” the pervert in front of him shouted impatiently. It turned out the two perverts were brothers. “I can’t hold back either, let’s fuck this little slut to death right now.” “Brother” was also already hard. "You want to come in?" He shook his head vigorously. Don't be ridiculous, there were people everywhere. Although his two holes were incredibly itchy, practically drooling with hunger… "Don't tell me you don't want it! You're all wet down there, can you handle it if we don't come in!" the lustful "younger brother" yelled, pulling his hand away from his genitals and leaving his pants. Then, the very soft sounds of unbuttoning and zipping were heard. " You'd better not refuse, or I guarantee the whole subway will know you're fare-dodging in the next second. You can try!" the "older brother" threatened, pulling out his fingers as well, quickly unbuttoning his own clothes and zipping up with his younger brother. "I… I understand! I'll do whatever you say, hurry up…" He hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

There was no way around it; he was just trying to sneak in to do something bad! And his "little brother" was right—if they didn't penetrate him, he probably wouldn't be able to stand it; his lower body was so itchy it was almost painful!

"Turn around and crawl into our trench coats. You know what to do next," the younger brother grumbled, giving the order.

Author's Note:

I'll be updating "The Bull Demon King Eats Mosquitoes" tonight. I promised to update it yesterday, but my internet connection was down, and I couldn't log in. I'm so sorry!

Chapter 5:

He turned around with mixed feelings. The two perverts were as tall and burly as he knew them; nearly 1.9 meters tall, they stood like two high walls, completely blocking the other passengers. They seemed to be as afraid of being seen as he was, both wearing sunglasses and masks, and the same style of long black trench coats.

Their trench coats were really long, reaching their ankles. This way, no matter what he did inside, no one could see him. They had definitely planned this all along!

The two perverts had already unbuttoned their trench coats and closed them together, so he could serve both of them at the same time. It seemed they wanted to do him simultaneously, just like before! His

delicate, pretty eyebrows furrowed. Another threesome, this time on the subway! Wouldn't that be too exciting?

They used to take him to dangerous places for sex, but this was definitely the most dangerous and exciting one yet! His heart was pounding. He hesitated and became afraid, but thinking of their threat and the terrible itching and emptiness below, he had no choice but to quietly slip into the two perverts' trench coats, carrying his backpack and umbrella.

It was pitch black inside, he couldn't see anything, and it was cramped and crowded. He stood awkwardly between the two perverts, his body pressed tightly against theirs without any gap. Their burning body temperature made his already hot body, which was already hot from their play, even hotter, and the itching below intensified...

His face flushed, driven by desire, he boldly reached out and touched the perverts' groins. Like them, he was very familiar with their bodies. Even in the darkness, he could easily locate their genitals. When his small hands touched their crotches, his face flushed crimson with embarrassment.

The intensely hot sensation on his hands told him that the two lecherous tigers had already unzipped their pants to take out their penises—they were so horny!

"Look how good we are to you, we've even prepared your penises for you. Why don't you hurry up and serve us brothers, and also satisfy your two thirsty cunts? Your two little cunts must be going crazy wanting our big penises right now!" one of them, the "older brother" or the "younger brother," lewdly chuckled.

Their voices were very similar and soft, and he couldn't tell them apart while hiding under his trench coat. But they were absolutely right; he really did want their penises almost to the point of madness, and his two little cunts were so empty they were constantly leaking fluid.

Since both of the lecherous tigers' penises were very large, and they were going to penetrate him together, he should lick their penises first to get them wet, otherwise he wouldn't be able to handle it. But he was really afraid of people finding out they were having a threesome on the subway, so he figured he'd better hurry up and finish. Anyway, his two holes were already very wet, so going in like this shouldn't be a big problem!

He put down his umbrella, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and shyly pulled down his pants and dirty underwear, revealing his bare genitals. The cold air made his lower body tingle with goosebumps.

He wasn't tall, only reaching the chests of the two perverts, their large penises almost at his chest. For him to stand and insert both of their large penises on his own was incredibly difficult! This position was also a first for him; he didn't know if he could do it!

He was really worried, so he could only try first, and if it didn't work, he'd ask the two lecherous tigers for help!

Luckily, he had done it with them many times before, so he had some experience and wasn't completely helpless. He first bent over, forcefully rising on his tiptoes to raise his round buttocks high, so that "brother's" huge penis could touch it. Then, he grabbed the hot, thick penis and inserted it into his ample mound, pressing it against his wet and itchy anus.

His shameless, wanton anus, finding the long-awaited fiery penis right at its door, immediately opened its mouth wide, wanting to suck in the massive glans…

“Hehe, your little cunt is so passionate, it wants to swallow me as soon as it gets to the door…” "Brother" growled excitedly.

"Brother" was displeased, cursing, “You slut, you put the big one in first! I was the one who was more impatient. Damn it, are you deliberately messing with me!”

"Brother" was furious. This wicked devil knew he was impatient, yet he wouldn't let him in first!

“Don't rush me, I'll put yours in right away,” he whispered shyly. He was going to put it in from behind first because his anus was itchy from being played with by fingers earlier! " It's not like I'm deliberately trying to mess with him. He's not as bad as them!"

"Little Tiger, don't rush! Wait until I'm in before you put yours in!" the "older brother" soothed. Judging from their names, they were probably Chinese.

"Bullshit! We're almost there! If you don't put it in now, it'll be too late!" the "younger brother," whose penis was throbbing, cursed. This guy loved to make sarcastic remarks; if he were the one who got in first, let's see if he'd still say that.

"Stop arguing, or someone will hear us. I'll let you in first..." Afraid the "younger brother" would continue arguing, he decided to let the "younger brother's" equally hot and terrifyingly large penis go in first.

"You can't do that! I'm already at the door, and you're not going to let me go in with his? I won't agree!" Now it was the "older brother's" turn to protest. His penis was already at the entrance, and suddenly he was being ignored? That wasn't fair!

Chapter 6

"You're already at the door, can't you go in by yourself?! Ignore him, hurry up and fuck me, my cock is dying for your pussy!" He really was dying for that wonderfully beautiful, heavenly little pussy from his memories. He hadn't done it with Xiaoxiao yesterday, and today he was determined to fuck her to death.

"I don't want to, I want him to go in by himself!" "Brother" glared at his younger brother through his sunglasses. Everything has to be done in order of arrival, he, who came first, should go in first, and those who came later should wait in line!

With his legs slightly apart, he had to push his toes up as high as possible to barely allow "brother's" cock to reach the flower hole in the middle of his lower body. The victim, who was suffering terribly, had a headache from their lewd argument and angrily muttered, "Please stop arguing, if you keep arguing, we're not doing it!"

He really didn't understand what they were thinking. What was there to argue about? It didn't matter who went in first! How could they argue so much over such a trivial matter, getting red in the face and thick in the neck!

"You little devil, you wish!" The "younger brother," fearing he might actually back out, anxiously trembled his already wet and slightly protruding penis, forcefully thrusting it into the soft, deep crevice, aiming straight for the heart of the matter.

"Ah—" He hadn't expected the man to be so impatient, rushing directly into his vagina, and couldn't help but scream, forgetting that there were people all around.

"What's that sound?" Everyone in the carriage heard the scream and looked around in confusion, searching for the source of the sound.

He was terrified, but then the older brother, seeing his younger brother had entered, immediately followed suit, thrusting forcefully into the narrow anus.

"Ah—" Another incredibly loud scream echoed throughout the carriage, making everyone look around in even greater confusion, wondering who was screaming.

Two extremely long penises instantly sent him flying, suspending him in mid-air, his two tight, small holes stretched to the point of bursting by the two terrifying behemoths, his small face contorted in pain behind his mask.

The terrifying throbbing and dull pain was so vivid that his lower body was almost numb from the pain. Although he was often fucked by them, his two holes were too small. Every time they entered, it would hurt like this. They always liked to play together. Fortunately, he no longer bled as much as when they first started doing it!

But more than the terrible pain in his lower body, he was worried that everyone in the carriage had heard his screams. They must be suspicious now. What should he do? He

absolutely couldn't continue, but the two brothers wouldn't agree, and his two little cunts, tightly gripping their huge cocks, wouldn't allow it either. He could only hope that everyone in the carriage was stupid and wouldn't suspect them, much less realize how filthy and obscene they were doing.

"You slut, why are you screaming so loudly! Do you really want to be famous on TV!" Finally penetrating his most beloved wet cunt, the "younger brother" was ecstatic, teasing them heartlessly, seemingly unconcerned that the passengers would discover what they were doing.

"If you want to be famous, don't drag us into it. We don't want to be famous on TV, so please control yourself and stop screaming, okay!" the "older brother" chimed in.

He was so angry he almost vomited blood. Did these two culprits have no shame? They were the ones who made him scream, and now they were blaming him? Were they out of their minds?!

The two lustful perverts on the subway, ignoring the suspicion that everyone was looking for them, started moving at the same time. Their two large, hard penises thrust and pounded into the wet, tight passage, indulging their desires and boldly engaging in a threesome right under everyone's noses.

This was the first time they'd done it in front of others, especially so many people. It was incredibly exciting; the tension of being discovered at any moment amplified the pleasure of their intercourse.

The person they were raping dared not scream anymore, her hands tightly covering her mask, her teeth clenched so tightly she almost wanted to break them, barely managing to stop the lewd moans from escaping.

Actually, their behavior couldn't be called rape; it was more like consensual sex. No matter how you looked at it, they knew each other!

A few powerful thrusts quickly dispelled the dull pain, replaced by an incredibly intense and stimulating pleasure. Although the throbbing pain persisted and even intensified, it paled in comparison to the overwhelming pleasure from the friction of the large penis against his mucous membrane.

He was now enveloped in a strange electric current that felt even better than playing with a penis, causing his entire body to spasm and even his toes to tremble…

“Your little asshole is so slippery, it’s gripping me so tightly. You’re clearly used to men’s penises. Looks like this isn’t your first time. I wonder how many men have fucked your slutty asshole.” The “older brother,” enjoying the wet, soft, slippery, and tight anus, breathed heavily and cursed.

“You’re not a virgin there, and I’ve been played with here before. I wonder which bastard broke that membrane. What a disappointment!” The “younger brother” nodded in agreement, also enjoying the intense pleasure of the thrusting.

Although it wasn't a virgin's hole, it was tighter than a virgin's, so tight that every thrust required a lot of force, and pulling out also required a lot of force. The feeling was incredibly intense, indescribably pleasurable. What was even more exciting was that the vaginal opening, specially designed for men, was full of lustful fluids, incredibly warm, making his large penis feel like it was swimming in a hot spring...

Chapter 7

"I remember the first time, wasn't it you who broke it?" "Brother" frowned slightly and reminded him, this idiot brother was calling himself a bastard.

"No way! I clearly remember you breaking it!" "Brother" immediately shook his head.

"Don't try to deny it, it was you who broke it. You even made this little slut bleed a lot, and she kept crying in pain." He remembered this very clearly; it scared them to death at the time.

"Bullshit, you were the one who made her bleed, and she cried pitifully. Don't try to blame me." He also remembered it very clearly; trying to frame him? No way!

"Enough! Do you want to do it or not? If not, get out!" The protagonist of their discussion blushed so much he was almost bleeding, and muttered in frustration.

He was absolutely furious with them. How could they discuss and argue about something like this on a crowded subway? Weren't they afraid of being overheard and losing all their face? They could be shameless and inhuman, but he still had a sense of shame; he still wanted to be a human being!

"Alright, stop arguing! Let's get down to business. Look how much this little slut wants to be fucked by us. How can we not do it properly?" the "older brother" said to the "younger brother," his huge cock retaliating by wildly thrusting into the increasingly wet and easy-to-fuck little ass. This slut dared to tell them to get out; she needed to be properly "disciplined"!

"That makes sense. If he wants to be fucked, let's fuck him to death!" the "younger brother" also angrily thrust wildly, seemingly wanting to tear the little flower hole apart and fuck him to death.

Having one hole penetrated was enough to make him feel like he was dying of pleasure, but now both holes were being relentlessly fucked by two oversized cocks. He was going crazy, almost crying from pleasure, his legs kicking uncontrollably inside his trench coat. His pants and underwear, pulled down to his knees, slid down to his ankles, and his light backpack swayed gently with his swaying body…

His two small holes, completely filled, were "tears streaming down their faces" with pleasure, excitedly leaking wanton fluids that dripped onto the dirty subway floor. Fortunately, the other passengers, tightly packed together, couldn't notice. The

overly violent and savage thrusting brought back the familiar dull pain, but more than that, there was a tingling, bone-deep pleasure, a sensation that made his body sway even more violently. He suddenly felt a fear that his body might be shaken apart, and fearfully clutched the warm, firm chest in front of him, trying to find some reassurance. Suddenly

, his legs, in their excessive excitement and tension, kicked too hard. His left leg hit the train door, making him wince in pain, while his right leg, through his trench coat, kicked a passenger standing next to him.

"Who kicked me..." The middle-aged white man immediately turned around angrily and cursed, but when he saw the two tall, strong brothers dressed like gangsters, he immediately shut up and quickly turned back.

The culprit who kicked him held his breath when he heard the middle-aged white man's voice, but then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the white man had suddenly stopped talking for some reason. What a close call! He thought he had kicked someone to death this time!

"Little slut, I beg you to be quiet and not kick randomly." The "younger brother" reached out and slapped the little buttocks of the two brothers riding on their penises, but his big penis deliberately went faster and deeper, the glans searching for the deeply hidden flower core.

As long as he hit that spot, he could make the darling on his penis cry his heart out, showing an adorable expression as if he was going crazy, which was his favorite expression!

Having made love to them many times, he quickly realized the "younger brother's" intentions and was so angry that he wanted to bite him. Was he really crazy? Trying to fuck his flower core on the subway? Wasn't he planning to expose their affair to everyone!

He was already on the verge of groaning and screaming. Once he really reached her core, he'd scream his lungs out in pleasure, and no one in the carriage would even realize what they were doing until they were all idiots!

Compared to the "younger brother's" wickedness, the "older brother" behind him was slightly better. He was very measured, thrusting deep but never touching her deepest point. What they were doing now, if discovered, would definitely cause a lot of trouble; it was better to control themselves!

When the "younger brother's" huge penis had penetrated to an unbelievably deep position, almost touching the long-awaited core, a long scream suddenly rang out from behind, even more exaggerated than when he was being "double-penetrated.

" "My wallet is gone! Thief!" a high-pitched female voice, whose age was indiscernible, shouted.

"Thief on the subway! Everyone, find the thief!"

"What? Someone's wallet has been stolen! Call the subway staff!"

all the passengers immediately shouted, and the entire carriage erupted in chaos. The staff at the front rushed over.

"Look at those two, they look really weird. Could they be the ones who stole the wallet?" someone said suspiciously, looking at the two brothers who were having sex with their lover by the car door.

"Yeah, they're dressed so strangely, they're definitely not good people!" Everyone's eyes turned to the two brothers at the same time.

"I remember there was a short guy in front of them when they first got on the train. Where did he go? He must have stolen the wallet! Everyone, find the missing short guy! Arrest those two tall guys too, they must be his accomplices!" The middle-aged white man who had been kicked earlier shouted, seizing the opportunity for revenge.

The three men, who were having a great time, were completely stunned. They never imagined they would be mistaken for wallet thieves.

Before they could react, the two perverts saw the staff approaching them.

"Please come with us to the lounge at the front. We suspect you of theft on the subway and need to search you. And where is your accomplice, that short guy? Tell him to come out right now, we need to search him too!" Several staff members looked at the two brothers, who looked like gangsters, and said very rudely.

It seemed the staff already considered them thieves. They couldn't help but look around the entire carriage; the two brothers were definitely the strangest-looking, clearly not good people. The short guy who had inexplicably "disappeared" was even more suspicious. Honestly, if they didn't suspect them, no one else could.

"Big Tiger, what do we do now?" the pervert still stuck in front asked his brother in Chinese. Today was fucking unlucky!

"What else can we do? Run, of course!" the older pervert, who hadn't left either, replied in Chinese.

They hadn't stolen the wallet, but none of the three of them had bought tickets—that was a minor issue. The key was that if they went to the lounge for a body search, the fact that the "missing" short guy was riding on their big dicks naked would immediately be exposed. Their little body's secret would be revealed, and they'd really be on TV, known to all of Britain.

"Okay! Little one, hold on tight!" the younger pervert said to the terrified "short guy" in the trench coat. The subway should be arriving at the station soon.

The staff, who couldn't understand Chinese, looked at them suspiciously. Just as they were about to forcibly drag them to the break room for questioning and a body search if they didn't cooperate, the subway arrived at the station, and the doors opened automatically…

“Run!” the two lecherous brothers shouted simultaneously, grabbing their lovers who were still straddling

their penises as they rushed out of the automatic doors and fled at full speed. There was no way they could, and didn't have the time, to let their lovers leave their penises, put on their pants, and run with them!

The rapid running caused the large penises buried deep inside their two holes to simultaneously thrust into their deepest clitoris and anus, causing the “small guy,” who was terrified hiding under his trench coat, to involuntarily let out loud, lewd moans of pleasure…

“The thieves got away! Chase them!” the staff shouted, quickly giving chase while simultaneously using their walkie-talkies to notify other staff to come and assist in catching the thieves.

"Those two thieves seemed to be hugging someone between them, and the sound was so strange, it sounded like..." Passengers on the subway exclaimed in surprise, pointing at the two lecherous brothers who had already run away. Several young men even whistled lewdly.

Chapter 8:

Rukens College, located on the outskirts of London, is one of the UK's premier high schools. Its history dates back three hundred years, making it a private aristocratic college with a long and distinguished history, having once housed many true nobles.

To cultivate the most outstanding talents, Rukens College is divided into two campuses. The students on the East Campus are all elites among elites, with IQs all above 160, and upon graduation, they are directly admitted to top British universities. The students on the West Campus are far less outstanding; they are all ordinary students, and upon graduation, they have no guaranteed admission and must rely on their own efforts to enter university. Although the two campuses are separated only by a wire fence, they are worlds apart...

Rukens College attracts many international students every year, so it has more foreign students than other schools, although the majority are still British. Rukens College has extremely stringent admission requirements for international students. Not only are tuition fees higher than for British students, but admission scores are also higher, and post-study benefits are not as good as for British students. Yet, a large number of international students still desperately want to get in. This is because

once you enter Rukens, with its exceptionally high teaching quality, getting into a top British university, or even any prestigious university in the world, is not a dream. However, the East Campus, a place teeming with elites, has always seen very few international students, and even fewer Chinese students, until the arrival of the Shaw brothers two years ago. Ans Shaw and Al Shaw are Chinese twin brothers who entered the East Campus with the best grades in Rukens College's history, consistently ranking first in their year and excelling in all ten subjects, surpassing even the British students in their achievements.

The Shaw brothers also created a legend by becoming the first international students to serve as president and vice-president of the East Campus Student Union. For Rukens College, where 95% of the student union members are British, to have international students as president and vice-president is unprecedented and seemingly impossible, yet the Shaw brothers miraculously achieved it. With an astonishing number of votes, they won the support of the majority of students and became the president and vice president of the student council at Lukens East Campus. This finally allowed foreigners, especially Chinese, who had been suffering humiliation at Lukens, to finally stand up for

themselves. As the only two Chinese students on the East Campus, the Shaw brothers were able to lead all the elites of the East Campus, which was truly remarkable. The handsome and talented Shaw brothers were almost god-like figures at Lukens College, idols of the entire school, and all the girls were infatuated with them! But at this moment, the great idols of Lukens College were being slapped...

"Slap—" A loud slap suddenly rang out in the cold, drizzling autumn rain. Outside the famous Lukens College on the outskirts of London, a beautiful, petite, and delicate Asian boy, wearing the Lukens West Campus freshman uniform, jumped up angrily and slapped the much taller, third-year senior in the Lukens East Campus uniform in front of him.

Like many prestigious British universities, Rukens College's uniform is a traditional Western-style formal suit. Male students wear black suits, ties, and black shoes. Female students also wear black formal suits, boutonnieres, and black shoes. To distinguish students by year, first-year students wear black trousers, second-year students wear blue trousers, and third-year graduates wear light brown trousers.

The uniforms for the East and West campuses differ slightly; the East campus uniforms are all trimmed with elegant white trim, while the West campus uniforms are not.

"You…" Al Shaw, the vice-president of the East campus student council, touched his left cheek, which bore the five-finger mark, completely stunned, seemingly unable to believe that the freshman in front of him would hit him.

Although Al Shaw was of Asian descent, his features were striking and deep-set, and his physique was more imposing and tall than that of the average Westerner, making him appear mixed-race, and very handsome and charming.

“Little…” Ans Shao, who looked exactly like him, even the same height, only with slightly longer hair, stared in shock at his short, thin junior.

It was truly astonishing that a freshman from the West Campus dared to hit the vice president of the East Campus student council. Luckily, the opening ceremony was about to begin, and it was raining, so only the three of them were at the school gate. Otherwise, if other students, especially the girls, had seen this, they certainly wouldn't have let the freshman off the hook!

“You’re all bad guys, I hate you all.” The freshman named Little ignored the twins’ astonished gazes, then, carrying his backpack and getting soaked, walked into the west gate, which was decorated with angels. He seemed injured; his legs were a little stiff, and his gait was strange, like a crab.

“Big Tiger, did you see that? Little dared to hit me! Is he crazy?!” It took El Shao a while to recover, and he excitedly called out to his twin brother beside him. Big Tiger was his brother's Chinese name; his was Little Tiger.

"Xiao Hu, calm down. I saw it. Xiao Xiao was just too angry, that's why he acted like that. Don't blame him!" Ans Shao comforted him. He hadn't expected his usually gentle and obedient lover to lose his temper and dare to slap his younger brother.

"Damn it! You were involved too, so why did he only hit me? It's not fair!" Shao Xiao Hu roared angrily. They did it together, so why was he the only one who got hit? What kind of logic is that!

"You can only blame your bad luck!" Shao Dahu mocked heartlessly. He knew he shouldn't be teasing his younger brother, making him even angrier, but seeing his usually arrogant brother slapped by Xiao Xiao was truly hilarious.

Shao Dahu hadn't considered that if his brother hadn't been so close to Yan Xiao Xiao, he would have been the one getting slapped!

Shao Xiaohu angrily reached out to punch his brother, but the agile Shao Dahu easily dodged. Turning to look at the tall bronze gate of the West Campus, he laughed, "Should we go after Xiao Xiao? She shouldn't be far!"

"No! She dared to slap me! I won't speak to her again until she apologizes and begs for my forgiveness!" Shao Xiaohu firmly refused.

He liked Xiao Xiao, but she had severely hurt his pride. Luckily, only Dahu saw him get slapped; otherwise, how could he maintain his standing at school and lead the students of the East Campus?

"Alright!" Considering his brother's feelings, Shao Dahu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

They went too far today, but Xiao Xiao also went too far. No one had ever dared to hit the brothers, let alone slap them. He even said he hated them—that's really outrageous! He needs to be punished. Let's ignore him for now and let him reflect on his actions…

The Shao brothers then entered the East Campus, opposite the West Campus gate. They were the student council president and vice president of the East Campus, and they were to give speeches welcoming the new students at the opening ceremony; they couldn't be late.

The students of the East and West Campuses were separated, so the opening ceremonies were also held separately…

Chapter 9:

Yan Xiao Xiao stopped after entering the West Campus and couldn't help but look back. Although he said he hated them, he still hoped his two lovers would come after him and coax him, but he was disappointed.

His beautiful brows furrowed even more. Those two bastards didn't even come after him! How infuriating! Were they angry?

How dare they be angry? Their behavior was so egregious that even a slap wouldn't be enough. Just because he didn't get into the East Campus, they forced him to evade fares, pretended to be a pervert on the subway early in the morning, lewdly threatened and sexually assaulted him, and forced him into a threesome. In the end, they even got themselves mistaken for pickpockets and had to flee

in a pathetic state… The thought of him, naked and riding on their penises, moaning as they penetrated him in the street while being chased by a large group of subway staff, filled him with unbearable shame! Two lecherous tigers were inside him, clumsily carrying him as they ran, getting slower and slower, almost getting caught by the relentless pursuit of the staff. Luckily, they managed to escape by throwing away their "armor" in an alley.

His heart was pounding in his chest; he couldn't even imagine what would have happened if he hadn't shaken off the staff, but he had already lost all face. The only saving grace was that they were all "fully armed," so no one saw what they looked like. Otherwise, he didn't know how he would survive in this world!

Therefore, he didn't regret hitting Little Tiger at all. They really thought he was a pushover just because he wasn't showing his teeth, believing they could do whatever they wanted to him. He had a temper too!

"Achoo..." The cold rain kept hitting him, making him sneeze loudly.

His pretty, delicate face became even angrier. His umbrella, which his godfather Long Jiu had specially bought for him in China, had been lost on the subway during his escape. The down jacket his godfather had designed for him was also thrown away along with his sunglasses, mask, and hood during the escape; now he was freezing...

But more than the cold, his lower body was in pain. His two little holes were aching terribly from the men's large penises relentlessly pounding into them, making his legs weak and powerless, and every step was incredibly difficult. His underwear was completely soaked, filled with the filth of two men and his own—how filthy…

“Ah…” Distracted, Yan Xiaoxiao didn’t notice the group of people approaching from behind. Unable to dodge in time, she was knocked down onto the wet ground.

Yan Xiaoxiao cried out in pain, looking up at the person who had knocked her down. The person was a strikingly handsome British boy, with golden curly hair, phoenix eyes bluer than the ocean, and skin as smooth and white as jade—like an angel straight out of a painting.

What a beautiful person! Judging from his blue trousers, he must be a second-year student, her senior!

“You wretched yellow-skinned man! You almost made me fall! Are you looking for death?!” Instead of apologizing and helping Yan Xiaoxiao up, the man cursed angrily, his thick aristocratic accent filled with disgust and contempt. He may look like an angel, but his personality is anything but!

Yan Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow slightly, but he shouldn't have stood still in the middle of the road. He immediately apologized, "I'm sorry!"

"Get out of the way, don't block the way!" The blond, handsome young man, who looked like a nobleman, snorted coldly, kicked him hard, and then left in a grand procession with his large group of followers. Yan Xiaoxiao

cried out in pain again from the kick to his leg. Looking at the arrogant figure surrounded and carefully served by the crowd, he was extremely frustrated and couldn't believe that there could be such a nasty person in the world.

In the rain, he could still vaguely hear the followers vying to hold an umbrella for the blond handsome young man, asking if he was injured, whether he needed to go to the infirmary, and someone even asking him if he needed to go to the hospital...

Yan Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes. He was the one who was injured; the blond handsome young man wasn't injured at all. Today was truly unlucky!

Yan Xiaoxiao tried to get up, but his already sore and weak legs had been kicked by the blond handsome young man, and now the pain was unbearable, making it impossible for him to stand up.

"Are you alright?" Just then, a voice with a slight Chinese accent, yet still fluent English, asked with concern from behind.

Yan Xiaoxiao turned around and saw a freshman standing behind him, slightly taller than him, with the same skin tone, fairly handsome, dyed blond hair, and wearing blue contact lenses. The other person seemed to be impersonating a foreigner, but the distinctive features and skin tone of a yellow-skinned person couldn't be hidden.

Seeing that he was a fellow countryman, Yan Xiaoxiao immediately felt a sense of kinship. He gently shook his head and shyly requested, "I'm fine, but could you please help me up? I can't get up!"

The other person quickly helped him up, angrily scolding, "I saw it all! That Abel Dieter is really going too far!"

Although the other person looked very angry, he hadn't immediately stepped forward to stand up for Yan Xiaoxiao or argue with the blond-haired boy. He only came out after the blond-haired boy and his group had left.

"Thank you. Who is Abel Dieter?" The naive Yan Xiaoxiao didn't think much of it and sincerely thanked him.

"That arrogant second-year student who bumped into you, cursed at you, and kicked you. I heard he's the son of a duke and has royal blood, which is why he's so arrogant and looks down on everyone, especially foreigners. He thinks we're all inferior to him. He's famous; he's the most powerful student in the West Campus!" Although the other person was also a freshman, he seemed to know a lot about the school.

"Oh, I see. Thank you so much!" Yan Xiaoxiao finally understood why that blond boy had been so rude and thanked him again. Luckily, a fellow countryman helped her up; otherwise, she probably wouldn't have been able to get up on her own!

"You're welcome. We're all Chinese; of course, we should help each other! My name is Jiang Ansi, and my English name is Nick. What's yours?" The other person smiled warmly, but his eyes, behind his blue contact lenses, were cold and devoid of warmth.

"My Chinese name is Yan Xiaoxiao, and my English name is Dana," Yan Xiaoxiao introduced herself shyly. It was lucky to meet a fellow countryman here.

"Your Chinese is so cute. Can I call you Xiaoxiao from now on? You can call me Ansi." The smile on his lips deepened, but there was still no joy in his eyes.

"Okay! Ansi, I really don't know how to thank you!" Yan Xiaoxiao nodded. It was indeed strange that she was calling him by his English name when they were both Chinese. Although in all her life, only her parents, two godfathers, and two lecherous men had ever called her by her Chinese name.

“I told you not to be shy, your leg must be bruised. I’ll take you to the infirmary.” Jiang Ansi looked down at his calf, which was covered in a frightening shoe print, and said with concern.

“No need, it’s just a small injury. We should hurry up and attend the opening ceremony, don’t be late.” Yan Xiaoxiao quickly shook his head.

His leg was covered in dried semen, how could he go to the infirmary to get his leg injured? Besides, he was terrified of seeing doctors because of his body’s secret. What if the doctor found out he wasn’t normal? He didn’t want to drop out on the first day of school!

“Okay!” Jiang Ansi nodded. They were indeed going to be late and needed to attend the opening ceremony immediately.

With Jiang Ansi’s help, Yan Xiaoxiao limped towards the tall, elegant, old-fashioned British-style building. The opening ceremony was supposed to be held on the playground, but it was raining outside, so they had to go to the teaching building first.

Yan Xiaoxiao's high school life officially began, but the first day was so "thrilling" and "unlucky," with him even getting injured, seemingly foreshadowing a turbulent high school experience...

Chapter 10

Today was the most difficult and unbearable day of Yan Xiaoxiao's fifteen years of life. He spent the whole day at school in wet clothes, shivering from the cold. To make matters worse, he wore underwear filled with semen and vaginal fluid, making his already uncomfortable lower body even more uncomfortable, constantly itchy, and occasionally feeling a jolt of electricity running through him, almost making him groan out loud in the crowded classroom...

His leg was kicked so hard by Abel that he couldn't leave his seat all day. Luckily, An Si treated him to bread, otherwise he would have gone hungry at noon.

Unexpectedly, An Si was in the same class as him. Besides the two Chinese students, there was also a Thai-Chinese mixed-race student named Feng Kai. But Feng Kai was very cold and arrogant, ignoring them completely. When An Si went over to greet him, he completely ignored her, which was incredibly frustrating.

However, he and An Si had already become good friends. He never expected to make a friend on the first day of school; it was completely beyond his expectations. He had never had any friends in his life, nor any close classmates. Because of his special health condition, he rarely went to school and often took sick leave, so he never had the opportunity to make friends. He only knew the Shao brothers, Shao Dahu and Shao Xiaohu, whom he studied Chinese with in a Chinese tutoring class, but they were his lovers, not his friends!

Thinking of the Shao brothers, he was furious. They hadn't called or texted him once all day. They knew he rarely interacted with people and would have a hard time adjusting to a new environment, yet they abandoned him. Luckily, he had met An Si.

Finally, afternoon school ended. Yan Xiaoxiao, supported by Jiang An Si, walked to the school gate. The sky was still drizzling as it had been that morning, and the cold air made Yan Xiaoxiao sneeze repeatedly.

"Xiaoxiao, you must have caught a cold, and your leg... I think you shouldn't go home yet; go to the hospital to get it checked out!" Jiang An Si suggested.

"Thank you for your concern, but it's alright. I'll just take some cold medicine and apply some liniment when I get home. There's no need to go to the hospital," Yan Xiaoxiao quickly shook his head. He could go anywhere, but he couldn't go to the hospital. Who told him to have such a shameful secret? Sigh!

Jiang Ansi wanted to persuade Yan Xiaoxiao further, but a white luxury car pulled up in front of them. A Chinese man, about forty years old and of average appearance, got out and respectfully invited Jiang Ansi to get in.

"Xiaoxiao, my driver is here to pick me up. Where do you live? I'll have him take you home," Jiang Ansi asked.

"No need to trouble you. I'll take a taxi home myself. Don't worry about me, you can go now!" Yan Xiaoxiao shook his head shyly and smiled. It was too embarrassing to trouble Ansi to take him home on the first day they met. Besides, he wanted to see if those two awful brothers would come to pick him up; they had said yesterday they would pick him up every day.

"Okay! See you tomorrow!" Jiang Ansi had spent a day with him and knew he was a very stubborn person, so she could only nod.

Yan Xiaoxiao waved goodbye to his friend and watched them and the driver drive away. He immediately looked around, hoping to see two familiar, tall figures waiting for him. He thought that as long as they were waiting at the door as promised, apologizing properly and saying a few sweet words, he would forgive them!

Although Yan Xiaoxiao was angry with the Shao brothers, he still loved them very much!

However, after looking for a long time, he didn't see the two brothers, but instead saw someone even more familiar than the Shao brothers.

"Dad!" He was slightly taken aback at first, then immediately waved happily towards a handsome, elderly man with a black umbrella, who, despite his age, was still tall and imposing.

"Xiaoxiao!" Yan Jihao, wearing a gray wool coat, smiled broadly and quickly walked to his son.

"Dad, why are you here?" Yan Xiaoxiao happily hugged his beloved father. It was a surprise; he hadn't expected his father to come to pick him up!

"I was worried about my little darling, and I came here as soon as I could see him!" Yan Jihao gently stroked his son's soft, black hair, which was as black as his wife's, his face full of affection.

"Daddy, don't worry about me, I'm fine!" Yan Xiaoxiao leaned against his father's warm, broad chest and gave him an OK sign. Actually, he wasn't okay at all today, but he didn't want his father to worry.

Glancing around unintentionally, Yan Xiaoxiao noticed that everyone's eyes were on him and his father, and a shy look flashed across his pretty face. Oh no, he forgot that this was the school gate, and there were people everywhere. It was so embarrassing that everyone saw him acting like a child with his father at his age!

Actually, foreigners are very warm and friendly, and it's very common for fathers and sons to hug and kiss each other on the cheek. People were paying attention to them because their unusual hair and skin color were too striking among the many Caucasians, plus their outstanding appearance. Before Yan Jihao appeared, everyone had been looking at Yan Xiaoxiao, who was as beautiful as a crystal doll, but he hadn't noticed.

"Dad, let's go!" Yan Xiaoxiao said shyly, leaving his father's embrace.

"Okay, your mother is waiting for us in the car!" Yan Jihao nodded.

"Mom's here too!" Yan Xiaoxiao exclaimed in surprise. His mother was introverted and quiet, rarely going out except to buy groceries at the nearby supermarket. It was so surprising that she came to pick him up with his father today!

"Your mother is even more worried about you than I am. She was afraid you wouldn't be used to it on your first day of school!" Yan Jihao laughed. Their son was their precious treasure. From the moment he left home in the morning, they had been worried about him at school, so they drove up early to wait for him outside.

Chapter 11

"You worry too much, I..." Before Yan Xiaoxiao could finish speaking, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his injured leg, making him cry out. It was all his fault for being so happy to see his father that he forgot about his injury and tried to pull his father away.

"What's wrong?" Yan Jihao immediately called out anxiously.

"I'm fine, my leg just hurts a little," Yan Xiaoxiao quickly shook his head.

"Leg hurts?" Yan Jihao looked down at his son's leg and noticed it was trembling. His son's school uniform was wet, his down jacket from that morning was missing, and his umbrella was gone. His

thick, dark eyebrows immediately furrowed. What had happened?

Like his son, Yan Jihao was so happy to see him that he hadn't noticed anything amiss.

"I accidentally tripped and fell, so..." Yan Xiaoxiao looked down at his foot in a panic and said softly.

He wasn't trying to lie to his father, but if his father found out someone had bullied him, he wouldn't let it go. He didn't want to cause trouble so early in the school year. And if his father knew he had two boyfriends at such a young age, and was messing around with them on the subway, he would be furious!

"Really?" Yan Jihao knew from his son's guilty expression that he was lying.

"Of course it's true, Dad, don't ask anymore. Let's hurry up and go, don't keep Mom waiting." Yan Xiaoxiao kept his head down, not daring to look his father in the eye.

This wasn't the first time he had lied to his beloved father. Ever since he met those two bad tigers, he had often lied to his parents. But he was still not used to lying. Every time he lied to his parents, he felt a deep sense of guilt, feeling sorry for them.

Alas, he wasn't a good child! But he lied so that his parents wouldn't worry!

"Your legs hurt, Dad will carry you!" Yan Jihao turned around and squatted down, not asking any more questions. There were too many people around, it was better to talk about it at home.

He wasn't afraid of his son's classmates watching. He doted on his son. Even though his son was already a little adult, he still often carried and hugged him!

Yan Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, then obediently climbed onto his father's broad back with his schoolbag on his back. Although he was afraid of being laughed at by the students around him, his legs really hurt, and he couldn't walk at all.

Yan Jihao, carrying his son, quickly stood up and left the school gate. Yan Xiaoxiao, too embarrassed to look at anyone, buried his face in his father's back.

How shameful! He was so big and still being carried by his father! But his father's back was still so warm and comfortable, making him feel so safe. He loved leaning against his father's back!

Yan Jihao quickly carried his son to the black Mercedes parked by the roadside, then gently and carefully placed his son in the back seat.

The woman sitting in the front seat, who looked very much like Yan Xiaoxiao and was quite beautiful, but dressed in androgynous clothing, immediately asked worriedly, "What happened? Xiaoxiao, are you hurt?"

"Mom, I'm fine, I just tripped and fell," Yan Xiaoxiao quickly replied. Lying to his mother, who loved him more than his father, made him feel even more guilty.

Tian Yumo looked at her husband, and Yan Jihao immediately reassured her, "It's just a minor injury, don't worry!" He didn't want his wife to worry because of their son's special condition, which made her particularly anxious about him.

"How did you get hurt? When you left this morning, I told you to have your dad take you, but you insisted on taking the subway by yourself." Tian Yumo was heartbroken; even a small injury made him very worried.

"I'm sorry!" Yan Xiaoxiao apologized. He was so unfilial to have made his parents worry about him! But seeing how worried his parents were made him feel so happy. Despite his unusual physical condition, he was the happiest person in the world because he had two parents who loved and cherished him so much!

"Dad, Mom, I love you the most!" Yan Xiaoxiao hugged his father and mother from behind as they boarded the train, giving them each a big kiss on the cheek.

"I love you too, my little darling!" Yan Jihao smiled and affectionately returned a kiss to his son's cold little face. Having lived abroad for over ten years, they had picked up some foreign customs.

"Your face is so cold... Oh dear, your clothes are wet, you got caught in the rain, where's your umbrella?" Tian Yumo also kissed his son's other cheek, then exclaimed in surprise.

"I accidentally left my umbrella in the classroom, so..." Yan Xiaoxiao secretly glanced at his father as he lied. His father was very clever; he hoped he wouldn't notice anything amiss.

"You silly child! How could you forget your umbrella? Luckily we came to pick you up, otherwise you would have gotten soaked. You're such a worrywart!" Tian Yumo, completely oblivious to his son's lie, grumbled with concern. Yan Xiaoxiao gave

a dry laugh, glancing at his father, only to see his father shake his head helplessly. Oh no, Dad found out he was lying. Thankfully, Dad hadn't called him out.

"Let's go home quickly. When you get home, take a hot shower immediately and take some cold medicine. Don't catch a cold." Tian Yumo reached out and touched his son's cool forehead; thankfully, he wasn't hot and didn't have a fever.

Yan Xiaoxiao nodded obediently, and Yan Jihao immediately drove his wife and child home, back to their happy little nest...

Chapter 12

Kensington-Checile, located in Greater London, is the most expensive area in the UK, home to all the most expensive mansions. According to the latest report from an international real estate developer, the average price of a super mansion in Checile is ￡6 million. The reason for such high prices is the influx of foreign buyers, many of whom come from the United States, Russia, and Asia, and are all super-rich.

Yan Xiaoxiao's family lives on Victoria Road in Checile, a street teeming with the wealthy, many of whom are famous in Britain and even the world. However, Yan Xiaoxiao's family is very low-key; they rarely socialize, never attend any banquets, and never flaunt their wealth. They are the most mysterious residents on Victoria Road. A

seemingly ordinary, unremarkable, yet world-limited production black Mercedes-Benz is parked in front of a detached two-story light purple villa in the middle of Victoria Road. After Yan Jihao got out of the car, he immediately opened the back door and carefully carried out his petite son. Tian Yumo also got out and quickly ran forward to open the door.

"Finally home!" Yan Jihao carried his son into the luxurious and comfortable home and smiled at his son and wife.

The huge living room was decorated in a warm orange-yellow tone, and the furniture was also in a very warm color. Everywhere was filled with the feeling of home, and you could feel warm and comfortable as soon as you entered.

"Quickly take Xiaoxiao back to the bedroom and let him take a hot bath. I'll go get some cold medicine. I mustn't let this child get sick... Oh, and his leg too. I need to get some other medicine. I wonder how badly Xiaoxiao is hurt..." Tian Yumo immediately instructed her husband after entering the house, and then ran to their master bedroom to get the medicine box.

He was afraid that Xiaoxiao would sometimes get sick or injured, so he prepared a lot of medicine, some of which were specially prescribed by Dr. Tang. He hoped to take the best care of Xiaoxiao and not let him suffer any harm. This child, like him, was different from other children from a young age and was easily hurt, requiring very careful and tender care.

“Okay, I’ll take Xiaoxiao back to her room first.” Yan Jihao nodded and carried his son upstairs. Their master bedroom was on the first floor, and their son’s bedroom was on the second floor. This design was, of course, to ensure that their son wouldn’t know when they were doing something naughty.

The first room on the second floor was Yan Xiaoxiao’s bedroom, a much more spacious room than the average child’s bedroom, and even more beautifully decorated than expected. There was a light blue ceiling, a pink lotus chandelier, and several paintings by the famous Chinese-American painter Eli on the sea-blue walls. On the left wall, there were two rows of light blue bookshelves filled with Chinese books. In front of the bookshelves, near the window, was a sky-blue desk with a pink laptop. The pink high-end lace curtains with rose patterns hanging in front of the window fluttered occasionally in the breeze, tracing beautiful arcs in the air…

The most beautiful thing in the bedroom was the large pink bed with a floral pattern, and the light blue silk bedding printed with cute Mickey Mouse. Everything in the bedroom was designed by Yan Jihao’s good friend and Yan Xiaoxiao’s godfather, the famous fashion designer Long Jiu. Yan Xiaoxiao was not only deeply loved by Yan Jihao and his wife, but also by the childless gay couple, Long Jiu and his wife!

The bedroom was thoughtfully decorated, cleverly blending cool and warm colors, exuding youthful energy while retaining a girlish charm.

Yan Jihao carefully placed his son on the bed, then went into the bathroom to fill a bathtub with hot water before carrying him inside—truly a gentle and attentive father.

"Thank you, Dad!" Yan Xiaoxiao stood beside the bathtub filled with hot water, gratefully kissing his father's handsome face, now showing signs of wrinkles.

"I'll go out first, you can take your time washing!" Yan Jihao stroked his son's pitiful little face, left the bathroom, and considerately closed the door behind him.

Yan Xiaoxiao immediately took off his damp school uniform, revealing a thin, pale chest unlike that of a Western boy—lacking any pectoral muscles. Two small, bright red nipples, like ripe pomegranates, trembled slightly in the air, already hard from the cold, making one's mouth dry at the sight.

The touch of his naked upper body to the air made Yan Xiaoxiao shiver, almost sneezing again. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand, afraid his father outside would hear and worry. From childhood to adulthood, his parents had always worried themselves sick over even the slightest illness; they truly cherished him!

Yan Xiaoxiao began to pull down his pants. His black school trousers were only halfway down when his slightly dirty light blue underwear was revealed, with a Mickey Mouse printed on the back. Actually, it wasn't Mickey Mouse, but Xiao Mi Zha, the protagonist of a Chinese southern dialect cartoon. Long Jiu often returned to China, and each time he would bring back things that Chinese children loved, such as these.

His cute underwear and two slender, snow-white legs were covered in dried semen and slightly lighter-colored vaginal fluid, from his thighs to his ankles—an indescribably obscene and alluring sight.

Looking at his dirty legs, his face flushed red with shame, like a ripe red apple. He immediately pulled off his filthy underwear, wanting to wash himself clean as quickly as possible.

The small, pinkish-white penis, covered with a few sparse hairs, was tiny and adorable, only slightly thicker than a pen. The two small testicles below were also incredibly cute, about the size of pigeon eggs, and smeared with semen. The most filthy part was the plump, white buttocks; the two beautiful, peach-like buttocks were covered in filthy, dried semen. Even while being chased by the crowd, those two incredibly lewd tigers brazenly ejaculated inside him in the street, spraying some even onto his buttocks as they withdrew their large penises…

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