[Urban] Hidden Rules (Complete) - 6

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Chapter Thirty: Daddy, Come and Do Me (High H)

This snow-white, naked girl's body was too alluring. Just one glance was enough to make one want to ravage and defile her, wantonly rape her. Li Huai Ren began to ride her wildly amidst her screams and cries. His face contorted as he thrust and pounded into her bleeding, tender little hole, his thick glans repeatedly reaching her clitoris, pounding and tearing the tender flesh until blood flowed like a torrent...

"Daddy...it hurts so much...don't thrust anymore...don't do this to me anymore..."

The old man sucked on her little mouth, swallowing her cries, but his hips did not slow down. He continued to thrust intensely, his thick penis twisting and poking wildly in her tender hole, making the young girl writhe in pain as if her bones were being scraped by a steel knife, moaning "woo woo woo..."

Sun Qiao's mind was in chaos, she didn't know what day it was. The pure and beautiful virginity she had carefully protected for 15 years was shattered by the old man's strong penis. She endured the pain of rape and the bitterness of deflowering, tears streaming down her face...

"Good baby, it feels so good, it's so pleasurable and powerful to fuck you, your tender pussy is so good..." Li Huai Ren was aroused and muttered to himself, not caring whether she was going to live or die, only caring about the pleasure of his penis. He held her limp and weak body and thrust, his penis pumping in and out like crazy, his glans fiercely pounding against her flower core, attacking her most vulnerable and beautiful bud like a pile driver...

Sun Qiao was fucked to the point of death, she couldn't help but tremble and spasm, and the penis inside her squeezed tightly, the pain burning hot.

"Daughter, loosen up, don't clench so tightly. Daddy's never done such a delicate little pussy before. If you clench and ejaculate, it won't be fun anymore..."

Li Huai Ren had no choice but to pause his rape and take a break. It had only been seven or eight minutes, and he was about to ejaculate; it was truly a disgrace for a man. He straightened his legs, inserting his penis as deep as possible into her tender hole, making their lower bodies fit together perfectly, with only his scrotum sticking out. He propped himself up with his hands, and his erect penis began to grind against her tender clitoris, grinding against her 4-inch... The two-year-old penis rubbed its head in circles inside the fifteen-year-old's tender bud, occasionally poking it...

Sun Qiao's young body convulsed violently under such gentle kneading and twisting, and the drug caused her lower body to continuously overflow with sticky love fluid, clear and crystal clear like raindrops. Her small vagina was filled and stretched by the entire thick penis, leaving no gaps, and it squeezed out the honey fluid gushing from her flower core, which dripped onto the clean white sheets with blood, spreading out like a peony flower...

After grinding like this for a short time, she was aroused by the aphrodisiac. Sweat beaded on her forehead, her body trembled uncontrollably, and she shook her head, moaning, "Daddy...why aren't you going to insert it anymore...please insert it..."

Her tender flower-like opening, under the thrusting and poking of the penis, felt full and swollen. The pain of being forcibly deflowered gradually lessened, while the burning heat caused by the drug only intensified, making her desperately crave intercourse with a man, crave being filled by a penis, crave the pleasure of thrusting. This intense desire was gradually reaching her central nervous system, slowly spreading to every pore...

She pleaded desperately, begging him to continue thrusting and copulating, because she needed the penis to thrust more violently, to relentlessly ravage, to shamelessly violate her. She had already abandoned all restraint, raising her proud, beautiful swan-like neck, twisting her young, naked body, her cherry lips slightly parted, and softly, seductively moaning...

"Hehe, little girl, now you want Daddy's big cock to fuck your cunt, right..." Li Huai Ren was clearly enjoying it immensely. Her moans were sweet and charming, making one's muscles go weak and one's lust surge. He immediately began thrusting wildly, pounding her flower-like jade hole until it was mushy and raw. Her labia were dry and swollen, her entire vulva a bloody mess, a scene of utter depravity...

Li Huai Ren indulged in his lust, greedily kissing and licking her two peach-like breasts that had never been touched by a man before. He even sucked on her nipples, sucking and biting them, torturing them haphazardly. His hips pounded relentlessly, wildly thrusting into her tight, narrow cunt. Under his vigorous thrusting, the little girl let out moans of both pleasure and pain, her body swaying with each thrust, her firm, pretty breasts swinging back and forth...

"Qiao'er...you've made Daddy so tight I'm about to cum...I'll cum inside you...give Daddy a son, okay? Hmm?" This old lecher Li Huairen not only possessed her young and pure body, but also wanted to ejaculate inside her, squeezing her tender breasts out of shape with his fingers, constantly stimulating her lower abdomen, thrusting wildly until her flower lips and jade gate were soaked with lustful fluids from his penis, the little river winding...

The little girl was like an obedient kitten, just closing her eyes and moaning, her limbs limp and nestled in the old man's arms, letting him do as he pleased, kneading and stretching her, her expression a mixture of pleasure and pain, his penis as hard as cast iron, as hot as a burning stick, thrusting and pounding back and forth in her tightly clenched, young flower.

After playing with her for dozens more times, Li Huai Ren felt a tingling, electric sensation on his glans, an indescribable pleasure. Her tender flesh gripped his glans tightly, causing him to tremble violently. With the frequent spasms of her clitoris and the sudden twisting of his penis, he could no longer bear it. He only needed to thrust three or five more times before he reached his limit. He quickly thrust his glans into her womb, and his urethral opening opened,

causing his semen to gush out violently... Sun Qiao had ejaculated once, sweating profusely, and felt a little better. Her moans gradually weakened. Knowing the drug was potent, and fearing she might cause trouble again in the middle of the night, the man first held her and helped her rest and recover her strength. Their limbs intertwined, their legs stacked together, like husband and wife, and they fell into a deep sleep.

She had only been asleep for a little over half an hour when Sun Qiao started acting up again, even more violently than before. Her body twisted and turned, her lower abdomen rubbing against his penis, and her vagina was overflowing with lustful fluids. Li Huai Ren smiled and said, "My daughter has quite an appetite, wants more again?"

"Want... Daddy... I want... hot... so hot..." She frantically pulled at the sheets, her body writhing like a snake, begging for pleasure from the old man.

"What do you want, baby?"

"I want to be penetrated... I want Daddy to penetrate me..."

"What do you want to be penetrated?" He pretended not to understand.

Sun Qiao closed her eyes and began to cry, shaking her head weakly, sobbing uncontrollably, "I don't know... I don't know... Daddy, please... put it in..."

Li Huai Ren led her little hand to touch his penis, explaining with a lewd grin, "This is a big cock... for men to insert into women's vaginas... Do you want it to go in with you, baby?"

"Yes... I want it..."

Li Huai Ren fondled her breasts, listening to her shameless pleas, a thought flashed through his mind, and a plan came to him. He first dressed himself neatly, his clothes as new as new, impeccably dressed, and debonair, just as Sun Qiao always saw him. Then he covered the little girl with a large blanket, and turned on the camera, aligning it perfectly with the bed frame.

"Qiao'er, you're the one who wanted Daddy to fuck your pussy. Don't turn around and deny it. If you want to accuse me of rape, let's record it. It'll make things easier for everyone."

The camera was turned on and started filming—in the footage, Li Huai Ren pretended to cover the girl with a blanket again and again, but she pulled it off each time, rushed over and pounced on him, rubbing and making a fuss, biting him wildly, tearing off his clothes, and trying to take his penis, acting like the most despicable bitch.

Li Huai Ren, tears streaming down his face, tried to soothe her as she struggled. "Daughter...it's not that Daddy doesn't want to help you...Daddy loves you so much...how could I abandon you...but there's no good way to deal with this aphrodisiac, just bear with it and it will pass."

"I can't bear it...I feel so bad...Waaah...Give it to me...please give it to me..." Sun Qiao cried and screamed incessantly, acting like a madwoman, scratching and clawing at Li Huai Ren, leaving several bloody marks with her fingernails. Finally, she unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis...

She was completely controlled by the high concentration of hallucinogens in the aphrodisiac, an ingredient that could destroy even the most hardened soldier, let alone a naive young girl like her.

"Qiao'er, calm down, don't do anything rash, don't do anything rash." Li Huai Ren pretended to dodge, but Sun Qiao clung to him and pinned him down. Her long, white legs parted to the sides, straddling his waist. Her small hands grasped his penis, and she tried to insert it into her body, pressing his thick penis against the entrance of her flower. Without hesitation, the girl sat down forcefully, swaying her hips and writhing...

Li Huai Ren wept bitterly, holding her small face, heartbroken, and said, "It's all my fault for being useless. If you don't mind that I'm an old man more than twenty years older than you, then be my wife. We'll get married as soon as you graduate from university."

Sun Qiao wanted to have sex, and didn't understand what he was saying. She cried and screamed, "Daddy... you do it, I don't know how... I want... you quickly insert it into me..."

Li Huai Ren got what he wanted, secretly laughing behind the camera, pulling her down and pinning her down, pressing his thick penis against her... He rubbed her vulva, but wouldn't insert it. Sun Qiao, impatient, took the initiative, aligning her tender vulva with his penis, pulling him down by the waist, and guiding it in. Li Huai Ren had no choice but to "reluctantly" thrust in and out, following the girl's "requests" the whole time, thrusting wildly and pounding heavily, panting like an ox, thoroughly ravaging that delicate flower inside and out. Sun Qiao's body went limp again from his ravaging, and her vaginal fluids gushed out, splashing onto his glans. Her vulva contracted and squeezed, causing him to ejaculate wildly once more, all his semen flowing into the girl's uterus...

Satisfied, he got up and turned off the machine. At this moment, a loud "!!" slammed down on the door. A boy outside, hot-tempered, cursed, "What the hell! Can't a person sleep? Is this ever going to end? Where did this wild woman come from, so wanton and so cheap? My mother isn't dead yet! Idiot!"

Li Huai Ren was stunned; his son was also at home.

He said, "It's alright, go to sleep. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

His son added, "Disrespectful to your elders, indulging in debauchery, and you're still an official? Humph!"

Chapter Thirty-One: Catching a Female Hooligan (Chinese H)

For a 15-year-old girl who had maintained her chastity, losing her virginity was still terrifying and unacceptable, especially since the person wasn't a first love, but a middle-aged man. Looking at the bloodstains on the sheets, Sun Qiao's eyes widened in disbelief. She stood there dumbfounded for a few seconds, then looked up and cried out in heart-wrenching sobs, "No—" "!!!"

Li Huai Ren found Sun Qiao's reaction more intense than he had imagined. She cried and screamed until her voice was hoarse, tears streaming down her face, completely ignoring any attempts to persuade her. When Li Huai Ren brought up marriage, she choked back tears, "Who wants to marry you? You're a year older than my father! Waaah..."

Seeing her like this, Li Huai Ren was also furious. What woman wouldn't want to jump into his bed, become an official's wife for life, living a life of comfort and privilege, and even have her entire family benefit from his success? Yet this young girl with no family background looked down on him. He thought to himself: Let's see if you can escape my grasp, hmph. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintain the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, enjoy the pleasure to the point of dizziness. Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

He said, "Sun Qiao, don't think I'm taking advantage of you. I, Li Huairen, am a high-ranking leader in the Ministry of Culture. What woman can't I have? Why would I need to take advantage of a young girl like you? You were drugged yesterday and acted abnormally. You don't remember any of this? I feel your sadness and pain. I said I wanted to marry you because I'm willing to take responsibility for you, willing to give you a warm home, and willing to take care of you for the rest of my life." He tried to brush away the sweat-dampened hair on her forehead, but she dodged away in fright. He withdrew his hand and said again, "If you don't want to, I won't force you, but I will still take good care of you in the future."

Sun Qiao glared with her almond-shaped eyes, and tears welled up again. "I never want to see you again, I never want to see you again, sob sob sob..." She quickly put on her clothes, barefoot, and ran out of the room like a madwoman.

As soon as the door opened, she bumped into someone. The person was tall and strong, like a wall. The fleshy wall parted to let her out, cursing, "Shameless little bitch, get lost, hahaha."

Sun Qiao's face was red and swollen from crying, a mess. Li Mufan couldn't even tell if she was round or flat. He walked in and said to Li Huairen, "She's not much to look at, humph!"

Li Huairen ignored him, only saying, "Do you have something to say? If not, please leave." He didn't want to discuss women with his son. This kid had a particularly sharp tongue and no respect for him, saying all sorts of nasty things. He was helpless.

"I have something to say, I have something to say." Li Mufan leaned against the door like a thug and said, "It's my mother's birthday today, do you remember? Go to the hospital to see her. It's been another year. As her husband, you should care about your wife. Don't always think about finding me a stepmother. Even if she's in a vegetative state, she's still your wife and can drag you down for the rest of your life."

"Alright, I'll make a call, I'll go with you later." Li Huai Ren coaxed his son away, picked up his phone from the table, and called a gangster named Shen Dong—"Shen Dong, do me a favor..." He added, "I mean, the sooner the better, preferably today, understand?"

He then called over the driver, Lao Wang, gave him something, and said, "Catch up with Miss Sun, give her this, she's not wearing shoes, she can't run far, you can't flag down a car here, take her home."

Sun Qiao's world collapsed completely in just one day. When she got home, the door was unlocked, wide open, and no one was home. A neighbor saw her return, hurried over, gave her a note, and said, "Oh, Sun..." "Qiao, you're finally back! Your mom was in a car accident, and your dad was so worried. Go to the hospital quickly!"

Meanwhile, Zhou Yan was on a plane to Milan, Italy. She had received an invitation to Milan Fashion Week to attend several shows and two celebrity parties. This was a perfect way to escape Wang Tongming and Shao Pengyuan's revenge, so she decided to take Xiao Zheng a few days early and also visit Milan's famous sights. She skipped the film's opening ceremony, even though as the lead actress, she was obligated to attend various promotional events. However, she wasn't worried; Li Huairen had promised to handle things for her. No matter how long she was gone, good things would still be reserved for her—that's the benefit of "being close to a powerful figure."

Zhou Yan chose to stay on the executive floor of the Grand Hotel, planning to use the days before Fashion Week to explore. She was a workaholic, and it was rare to have such a vacation. Being a star was like rowing against the current; you had to keep moving forward, not looking back, not hesitating, and regretting was pointless.

Just like in the movie "Party A, Party B," you can take a break if you want, but that's the reality of the entertainment industry. Every once-popular face can be forgotten. If you step down to rest, your position will immediately be filled by a newcomer. When you want to work again, you'll find that there's no place left.

Xiao Zheng once asked Zhou Yan, "Is being a celebrity really that happy?" Zhou Yan said, "It's not happy, Xiao Zheng. I've suffered a lot to get to where I am today. If I didn't become a celebrity, it would be a waste."

Zhou Yan felt that Xiao Zheng was very suitable to be her lover, not a sexual partner, but someone with whom she had a mutual attraction. On her second day in Milan, she woke up in Xiao Zheng's arms. Looking at his firm chin and straight nose, she felt very secure and at ease, with a faint sense of tranquility.

Xiao Zheng bit her groping fingers and laughed, "Good, I've caught a female hooligan."

Zhou Yan laughed too, "Officer, please forgive me, this is my first time being a hooligan, I have no experience."

"That won't do, our Party's policy is better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person escape, I've decided to execute you on the spot." He pounced on her and pinned her down, biting her neck. Zhou Yan couldn't stand the tickling and screamed as she tried to escape. The two of them started wrestling on the bed, chasing each other, rolling and twisting the sheets into a ball.

Xiao Zheng's two thick thighs pushed her two thin legs apart, grabbed both of her hands with one hand, and said, "Comrade female hooligan, you've been caught by the police and have no right to protest. Based on the serious crimes you've committed, I've decided to give you a thousand 'police batons'."

His thick penis rubbed against her entrance, hot and burning, pressing against her labia as he began to penetrate. This woman's pelvis was narrow, the passage only wide enough for a finger to move. His penis was large, and as soon as the head entered, she cried out in pleasure, so he had to go in slowly, giving her time to adjust. Zhou Yan

stared at his bare chest, his strong muscles, thinking: This is truly a handsome man, his whole body radiating powerful beauty. Her hand touched his elastic skin; the muscles inside were hard, just like his penis ravaging her body, its force undeniable.

"Ah..." she cried out suddenly as his penis was fully inserted, swollen and hot, completely filling her vaginal opening.

"Oh... Miss, now let's begin the punishment... one stroke, two strokes, three strokes..." Xiao Zheng thrust his hips forward, beginning to pump, his penis moving in and out, gripped by her velvety, tender flesh, warm and firm, a pleasure that made her want to sigh.

Zhou Yan wrapped her slender, beautiful legs around his waist, enduring his powerful thrusts. She gasped softly, her eyes alluring, stimulating the man to thrust even harder, his glans penetrating her core with each stroke, grinding against her until she felt a tingling, numb sensation, her juices flowing freely, making his penis glistening and red.

"Zhou Yan, don't look at me like that. You're arousing too much of a man's lust. I might want to fuck you to death." He buried his face in her, thrusting violently. Zhou Yan moaned like a small animal, "Slow down...

it's too fast..."

"I can't slow down anymore, just bear with it!" He pounded and thrust forcefully, making Zhou Yan's slender body sway back and forth, shaking the large bed.

After playing with her for another five or six hundred strokes, Zhou Yan reminded him, "You've already reached a thousand strokes. You can't abuse this torture."

Sweat poured down Xiao Zheng's forehead as his penis relentlessly thrust into her tight flower garden, panting heavily, "Then add another thousand strokes!"

The woman protested, "Why?"

"Because your vagina is too tight, hindering this officer's execution."

"Go to hell, you big pervert." Xiao Zheng grinned wickedly, "Go ahead and curse, if you curse again I'll add more."

"I can't take it anymore, I need to use the restroom."

"Hold on!"

"Xiao Zheng, you're inhumane."

"Miss Zhou, I'm being humane." He continued thrusting, lifting her legs onto his shoulders, relentlessly pounding into her tender hole.

Zhou Yan felt a tightness in her stomach. She usually felt the urge to urinate in the morning, and now his penis filled her completely, squeezing and pressing against her bladder, making the urge even more urgent. She tightened her vagina, trying to resist her body's need. Xiao Zheng's glans, deeply buried in her vagina, was being 'executed' by the contractions of her vaginal muscles. After only a few contractions, the intense, tingling sensation overwhelmed him. Xiao Zheng roared, tilted his head back, grabbed her breasts, and thrust his hips upwards with a loud "smack," his penis plunging deep into her vagina, ejaculating all his semen into her uterus.

After noon, Zhou Yan went out wearing the latest Emiliopucci fashion. A pair of wide-rimmed sunglasses adorned her small face, making her look both pretty and youthful, truly stylish. She attracted frequent glances from pedestrians and tourists on the streets of Milan. Xiao Zheng followed behind her, occasionally pinching her buttocks, teasing her and enjoying the feeling of being envied by Italian men.

The two began their tour from the Duomo Cathedral, a Gothic church with 135 spires and 2,245 marble statues.

They exchanged opinions as they looked around—

"Hey! Look at this naked statue, doesn't it look like you?" Zhou Yan said

, pointing to a statue. Xiao Zheng glanced at it and commented, "No, it doesn't. I'm dressed."

Zhou Yan scoffed, "You weren't dressed this morning, all naked."

"You weren't dressed either."

"That's because you wouldn't let me."

"That still doesn't look like him. Look at him, his penis is hanging down. My 'little brother' always stands up to greet you when he sees you."

"Nonsense again, annoying!"

"It's okay, nobody understands."

The cathedral's scenery was magnificent; on a clear day, you could even see the Alps, like today. Zhou Yan loved the cathedral square the most because it was so vibrant. Like other tourists, she bought breadcrumbs to feed the flocks of pigeons, played with them, and dragged Xiao Zheng to take pictures of her with the animals.

After they'd had their fill of exploring here, they came down from the cathedral to stroll along the shopping streets on either side of the square. Those colonnades were the oldest and most elegant shopping street in the world—the Galleria Vittorioeme Nuele. Zhou Yan and Xiao Zheng walked hand-in-hand through each shop, looking like a strikingly beautiful couple.

"Hi, Vanilla, it's you." Suddenly, a handsome foreign man wearing sunglasses approached, trying to hug Zhou Yan, but Xiao Zheng pulled him away.

Zhou Yan recognized him immediately—it was Ryan, the son of a hotel tycoon. He was a dazzlingly eligible bachelor, the object of countless female celebrities' desires, a Cinderella story. The two had met at a party last year; because of their striking looks, they had a mutual attraction—they were quite 'chemistry'. However, Zhou Yan's schedule had been too tight that time to 'seduce' him. "

Hi, Ryan." "

Women who can become stars all have a keen sense of smell. Zhou Yan felt a good opportunity had come. She pulled Xiao Zheng's hand away and enthusiastically ran into the arms of the handsome foreign man.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Call Me Brother and I'll Spare You! (High H)

"Oh, Ryan, how are you?" Zhou Yan nestled into the arms of the handsome foreign man, immediately enveloped in the scent of Armani's limited-edition perfume—a familiar smell to her—the scent of "Kai Zi" (a term of endearment for a wealthy man).

They hugged and pressed their cheeks together in a gesture of intimacy. Of course, Ryan wanted to take advantage of the opportunity for a passionate French kiss, to take full advantage of the Chinese beauty. However, seeing that Xiao Zheng was present, Zhou Yan restrained herself somewhat, behaving with unusual reserve. Just as the handsome man was about to kiss her lips, she deftly turned her head to the side, allowing him to only touch the corner of her mouth, her hair subtly teasing

her—playing the game of feigned indifference. If it were any other beautiful woman, Ryan certainly wouldn't have fallen for this; he would have said goodbye if she didn't allow a kiss. But Zhou Yan possessed his favorite Eastern face, with honey-colored skin, especially alluring in the sunlight, making her incredibly sexy. Therefore, he was exceptionally tolerant and even invited her to the qipao party that evening.

The two embraced deeply in front of the store, then said goodbye. Ryan strode away, bending down to get into an Aston Martin parked on the side of the street. Zhou Yan winked and blew him another kiss.

"Everyone's gone, and you're still acting like a slut!"

Xiao Zheng initially wanted to teach this playboy a lesson, but seeing no "excessive" behavior, he let it go. He then turned his dissatisfaction to Zhou Yan, but they had no commitment, no obligations, weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, only an employer-employee relationship. How was he supposed to handle this?

Zhou Yan had never been in a relationship before and didn't know what her slight attraction to Xiao Zheng meant. Knowing his unhappiness was mostly due to jealousy, she wasn't worried at all, but rather a little smug. She linked arms with him, strolling around, even insisting he accompany her to facials and body treatments, oblivious to Xiao Zheng's increasingly dark expression.

After a while, around 6 PM, Zhou Yan returned to the hotel with a large pile of purchases and ordered room service. The two ate something upstairs, and afterwards she went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth and fix her hair. She took out a large makeup case; unlike daytime, where a good complexion is enough, she needed to apply foundation and blush at night, and mascara was indispensable. This would ensure she didn't fall behind among the long-lashed European beauties and would add to her charm.

What is generally considered a flaw in Chinese beauties is precisely Zhou Yan's strength. She has long legs, a short torso, and a pert bottom, but not as exaggeratedly as European women; her figure is understated and comfortable. The super-short cheongsam she wore perfectly complemented her model-like figure and her Eastern face, creating a stylish and eye-catching look.

"What are you wearing? It barely covers your buttocks." Xiao Zheng walked over and glared at her.

He wasn't stupid; although his English wasn't great, he knew that dressing like that meant she was trying to seduce men, something he desperately wanted to avoid.

Zhou Yan, her makeup exuding charm, was putting on her high-heeled boots and said, "Mid-length boots are for waitresses. Only boots that barely cover your buttocks are for beautiful women. You country bumpkin!"

"You look like a prostitute." The man scoffed.

Knowing his tone, Zhou Yan wasn't too bothered. She stood up and walked over, lightly touching his crotch, gently kneading and teasing his large penis. She said, "So what if I'm a prostitute? I don't steal or rob, why are you so upset? Besides..." She smiled sweetly, like a seductive cat, breathing warm air onto his neck, "...I didn't charge you any money, you're the one getting paid. I think you're the one 'selling' yourself...

Hahaha."

His penis in her hand was like a water-filled sponge, quickly growing larger and harder, making his pants look like a tent. Xiao Zheng sighed; he really couldn't handle this vixen. He hugged the fragrant beauty, forehead to forehead, and said, "Zhou Yan, if I said I wanted you to change your current lifestyle, what would you say?"

Zhou Yan unbuckled his belt twice, pulled it out, folded it in her hand, and slapped it on his buttocks with a "smack." She said imperiously, laughing, "What's the point of keeping a pretty boy like you? Why don't you undress and serve me in bed?"

"I'm serious!" Xiao Zheng grabbed her shoulders.

A man's resentment stems from unsatisfied desires, and Zhou Yan planned to "satisfy" him before 8 o'clock. She was starting to have feelings for Xiao Zheng, and while she didn't want him to ruin her chance to snag a rich man, she also didn't want to "confront" him.

Zhou Yan pushed him into a chair, lifted the hem of her cheongsam to reveal her thong, straddled him, wrapped her arms around his neck, her waist moving like a water snake, teasing him with kisses...

"You vixen, you just need to be fucked!" Xiao Zheng's pants were almost bursting, and he couldn't tolerate her teasing like this. He unzipped his pants, pulled his clothes down to his legs, and his penis swayed twice, standing erect and hot, veins bulging.

“Oh… Xiao Zheng, you’re so sexy…” the enchantress spoke, one hand gripping his “brother,” the other pulling his thong aside without bothering to remove it, and rubbing it against her labia. Both were panting heavily, impatient. Xiao Zheng tried to penetrate her, but couldn’t find the entrance. His penis was like a meat stick, thrusting in and out. Zhou Yan squinted and giggled, revealing her slender, red-nailed hands, helping him part her labia and guiding the glans to the opening. Xiao Zheng didn’t wait, thrusting in all the way…

“Ah…” Zhou Yan screamed as he was penetrated. His thing was so big and thick, it didn’t give any buffer before going all the way in! She complained unhappily, "Ugh, what's the rush!"

Xiao Zheng had already thrust dozens of times, but upon hearing her words, he immediately stopped. His penis stood erect inside her, full and swollen, a sensation indescribable. Zhou Yan had only recently discovered the pleasure of sex, so she arched her back and actively thrust in and out, her starry eyes half-closed, moaning softly. Her lower body welcomed his penis, her wet labia rubbing against his pubic bone and pubic hair, adding to the tingling sensation and stimulating her to thrust even more vigorously.

Xiao Zheng's slackness displeased the employer. "Xiao Zheng, are you even a man? Hurry up!"

"You bitch, so many problems, always changing your mind!" Xiao Zheng cursed, picking her up and thrusting into her as he walked, rubbing her tingling vagina. The exquisitely embroidered cheongsam was rolled up to her waist, revealing her pert buttocks. The man's thick, purple penis thrust in and out mercilessly, each thrust making her labia wet with lustful fluids that flowed down her slippery thighs...

The hotel bathroom was equipped with a huge mirror. Zhou Yan was carried to kneel on the sink between two double basins. The angle was perfect for the penis to thrust in and out, making the union of their lower bodies clearly visible. Every thrust was erotic. The thick penis, like a small arm, moved in and out of her vaginal opening, pounding and thrusting. Her delicate labia opened and closed, trembling wetly, her body twisting and turning with each thrust...

"Take off your clothes and let me see your breasts, hurry up!" Xiao Zheng commanded as he thrust and pounded.

Zhou Yan reached for the clasp around her neck, but he bumped into her so hard she almost pressed herself against the mirror. She cried out, "Gently, don't thrust so hard, it's all flesh and blood there."

"Your cunt is too cheap, I want to smash it to pieces the moment my cock goes in."

"Even the cheapest thing isn't as cheap as your mouth, you bastard… oh…" Zhou Yan braced herself against the mirror, gritting her teeth as she endured his powerful thrusts. His thick glans pounded and poked at her clitoris, making the tender flesh itch and tingle, like being electrocuted.

Xiao Zheng began to unbutton her clothes. Her firm, youthful breasts were encased in a half-cup bra, their waves gently undulating. With his thrusts, her nipples swayed, held together by the lace trim, looking incredibly erotic and alluring.

"Look how slutty you are, like a whore." The man reached out and cupped her breasts in his hands, his middle finger gently rubbing and kneading the nipples peeking out from under the lace trim. Meanwhile, he thrust forward with his large penis, making a wet, squelching sound.

"You're fucking me with your dick and you don't even say I'm good, ah... you're really going to fuck me to death..."

Zhou Yan's neatly styled hair was ruffled by him, falling beside her cheeks and lips. Combined with her half-covered, half-revealed, swaying breasts, her slender waist and buttocks moving back and forth with each thrust, it was incredibly arousing to the man's lust. Xiao Zheng felt like he couldn't get enough of fucking her, cursing, "I'll fuck your cunt raw, make it so tight, so grippy, you slutty cunt that always cuckolds me! I'll fuck you to death!"

"Mmm... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to die..." Zhou Yan whimpered, her vagina spasming and contracting, her juices gushing out and spraying onto his glans.

Xiao Zheng looked in the mirror. The woman, flushed and alluring during her climax, was captivating, with her shapely breasts and long legs—simply... Only a man wouldn't want to fuck her hard. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his penis thrusting fiercely, the glans resisting the gripping and squeezing of her tender flesh, fucking her again and again, his scrotum slapping against her labia, all the while cursing her as a slut.

"Ah, Xiao Zheng, please have mercy... I can't take it anymore... Don't torture me anymore..." Zhou Yan shook her head, begging him.

"Call me 'dear brother' and I'll spare you!"

"Brother, dear brother... ah..."

Xiao Zheng still wouldn't stop, slapping her buttocks repeatedly, making her moan.

"Say it, you want your brother to shoot in your pussy, say it now!"

His penis couldn't hold back any longer, growing more and more excited with each thrust, about to ejaculate. The shaft pounded fiercely inside her vagina, the glans churning her clitoris until it trembled and swelled…

"Brother, shoot in my pussy, shoot quickly… ah…"

"Slut, I'll shoot you to death… shoot you to death…" Xiao Zheng yelled, his face flushed and neck thick. His penis, amidst the frequent spasms of her vagina and Zhou Yan's moans, gave in, his glans opening wide, ejaculating a torrent of fluid, all of it shooting into her uterus.

After their lovemaking, Zhou Yan's skin was even more radiant, a beautiful glow that no cosmetic could replicate. She tidied herself up and went out, blowing Xiao Zheng a kiss. "Be a good girl and wait for me at home."

"Don't stay past two o'clock, don't let anyone take advantage of you."

"Darling, don't worry, if I don't want to, no one can take advantage of me." She smiled slyly, like a fox.

Xiao Zheng was worried that she might be willing to let others take advantage of her. What could he do then? Change her or adapt to her? Or… he didn’t want to think about it, so he closed his eyes and tried to hypnotize himself.

Zhou Yan closed the door and came out; she and Ryan were together. The appointment was at 9 o’clock. As he walked out of the hotel, the flashy Aston Martin was already waiting at the bottom of the steps. She strode towards him with great flair, while the handsome foreign man opened the car door to greet him.

"Oh...my God...baby, you're so beautiful, as beautiful as the Oriental Pearl Tower." Ryan praised her, taking her hand and pulling her into his arms. Zhou Yan, being a celebrity, was incredibly perceptive. She noticed that more than one foreign media outlet was lurking around, digging up a scandalous affair within a wealthy family. She didn't mind adding to the mix

. Even if she couldn't have a happy ending with the handsome Ryan, using his family to create some buzz for her new movie was still a good idea. Ryan had wanted to kiss her for a long time. He sought her lips and kissed her. Zhou Yan half-heartedly resisted, her cherry lips slightly parted, feigning reluctance. This gave him the opportunity. He enveloped her lips with his mouth, his tongue probing inside, licking and teasing her shy little tongue tip, brushing over every inch of her mouth.

Zhou Yan was breathless from his bold French kiss. Feeling the scene was almost over, she pushed away his groping hands, straightened her hair, gave him a flirtatious wink, and said, "Darling, we probably should go."

Ryan, like a bee to a flower, followed Zhou Yan closely, circling around her, attentive and gentlemanly. He even held her hand while driving, not wanting to let go even when shifting gears, clinging to her tightly.

The party was held in a high-end members-only club, attended by celebrities and socialites, all dressed in traditional Chinese attire. Many of the Western women wore their hair in buns and classic cheongsams, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of 1930s Shanghai. Although Zhou Yan wasn't the only Asian celebrity invited, those with longer legs weren't as beautiful, those more beautiful weren't as young, and those younger weren't as famous.

In short, even if she wasn't showered with affection, she was still dazzling and eye-catching. Moreover, standing beside her was the heir of a hotel dynasty. Wearing high heels and standing with Ryan, smiling sweetly, she mingled with the dignitaries of Milan, listening to their compliments. Zhou Yan absolutely loved this feeling. Call her vain, call her greedy, she was simply infatuated.

Ryan led Zhou Yan around, taking her to a dimly lit corner where a man sat, his long legs crossed casually. Unlike other men, he didn't stand up when he saw Zhou Yan, but stared at her with a playful gaze, as if he had already stripped her naked.

Zhou Yan's breath caught in her throat. This man was truly handsome, somewhat resembling Ryan in features, only his eyes and hair were darker, and he had a sexy little groove on his chin. However, his gaze was incredibly aggressive; the moment their eyes met, she quickly looked away, her heart pounding like a galloping horse—a situation Zhou Yan had never experienced before.

The man sitting there wasn't someone to be trifled with; she had to be careful, she thought.

Ryan introduced her, "Darling, this is my uncle, Richard King."

Zhou Yan smiled and offered her hand, but the man suddenly grabbed her slender waist and, to her surprise, pulled her onto his lap. Ryan quickly tried to pull her back, saying, "Uncle, don't joke around, she's my girlfriend."

Richard smiled indifferently, holding her even tighter, making her practically unable to move. He mumbled a Latin phrase that Zhou Yan couldn't understand and didn't know what to say, which made Ryan blush.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Let's Try a Kiss First (Sun Qiao)

Sun's mother was in a car accident near the Sun family's home. To cook for her disabled father, Mr. Sun, she cycled home from work every day at noon. Tragically, the day after Sun Qiao's assault, while cycling home with groceries in her basket, just as she rounded a corner, she swerved to avoid a young man wearing headphones and collided head-on with a speeding motorcycle. The motorcyclist fled the scene after injuring her, and the young man with headphones disappeared without a trace. No other witnesses were found at the scene.

When Mr. Sun's mother arrived at the hospital, she was already unconscious. Emergency room doctors performed a CT scan, administered oxygen, and put her on an IV drip. After a preliminary diagnosis, they issued several forms demanding a 200,000 yuan deposit for surgery and hospitalization before admitting her further. Mr. Sun was stunned.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but where could he get the money to treat his wife's illness? Because he was too anxious, he didn't notice Sun Qiao's abnormality, nor did he see the distraught and helpless look in her eyes. He just handed her the diagnosis and said, "Qiao Qiao, what can we do now? We have to find a way to save your mother!"

Sun Qiao looked at her mother, who was being treated in the observation room. She was so pale and miserable, with bandages wrapped around her head, hands, and waist. Then she looked at the diagnosis in her hand, which read: Preliminary diagnosis results: The patient is confused, has a skull base fracture, traumatic brain injury, bleeding in both ear canals, and a compression fracture of the L3 vertebra.

Suddenly, Mr. Sun remembered something, slapped his forehead, and said, "That's right, Minister Li must have 200,000."

He immediately handed Sun Qiao a mobile phone and said, "Qiao'er, call your godfather. He loves you so much, he won't abandon you."

Sun Qiao felt as if a sharp weapon had pierced a hole in her heart, blood gushing out. Her face felt cold; she touched it and found it was tears. Seeing that she didn't move, only biting her lip and crying, Mr. Sun urged, "Qiao'er, call quickly."

Sun Qiao just wouldn't answer. She simply couldn't accept the fact that she had been taken by Li Huairen, let alone go to him to borrow money.

"You child, what time is it? Is face so important, more important than your mother's life?!"

Mr. Sun was a little angry. He thought his daughter was unwilling to call because she didn't want to owe him a favor, and said, "If you won't call, I will. I'll risk my old face to beg him."

"Dad—!" Sun Qiao cried like a baby, blocking his hand, not letting him dial the number.

Mr. Sun was even angrier and said, "You unfilial daughter, stand aside and don't stop me."

"Dad, don't hit me, please, please!"

"Why?" Mr. Sun dialed the number and said, "It's not like we won't pay him back. When you become a famous model, you can earn a lot of money. We'll pay him back double, okay?"

Sun Qiao snatched the phone, hung up, and stood aside crying. Mr. Sun was so angry that he slapped her, making her stagger. The slap hit her on the head, messing up her hair.

At this moment, the doctor in the white coat rushed out of the consultation room and said to Mr. Sun, "Family member, you need to get the paperwork done quickly. Don't delay. The patient needs surgery within 12 hours. Delay could lead to paralysis."

Mr. Sun said to his daughter in despair, "Did you hear that? Your mother is going to be disabled too! Why is our family so unlucky? How are we going to live like this?!"

Sun Qiao held the phone, tears streaming down her face, sobbing uncontrollably. Her mother had worked so hard, taking care of her and her father for most of her life, and now she had been in a car accident. No, she couldn't let her mother be paralyzed...

"Dad, don't worry, Mom will be alright..." she choked back her tears, "I'll make the call."

The call was transferred to the secretary, who said that Minister Li was in an important meeting and couldn't answer.

Sun Qiao handed the phone back to her father, saying, "Let's call again later. I'll go see Mom first."

Only then did her father notice his daughter; she looked so disheveled, her eyes swollen from crying. He had never laid a finger on his precious daughter, yet today he had hit her. He was heartbroken and said, "Qiao'er, Dad was too hasty. Dad was wrong; I shouldn't have hit you."

"Okay, it's alright. I'll be fine after washing my face."

"Qiao'er, don't be angry with Dad… Dad is disabled and can't take good care of you and your mother…" Her father's eyes were red. Sun Qiao was also upset. She comforted him briefly, then rushed into the bathroom, where she burst into tears again.

Once her tears had dried and she had calmed down, she washed her face, restyled her ponytail, and looked at herself in the mirror, telling herself to be strong. Losing her virginity wasn't the end of the world; her mother still needed her.

She went out to see her mother and noticed the IV drip was almost empty. She went to call the nurse, and when she returned, her father looked slightly better. He said, "Minister Li called; he said he'll be here soon."

Before Li Huairen even arrived, all the hospital leaders came, offering endless apologies and being so polite that Mr. Sun couldn't quite process it. They immediately had Mrs. Sun transferred to a VIP ward on the 6th floor, showering her with concern and instructing the doctor to use the best medication, with surgery scheduled for an hour later.

After this group left, even the most clueless person would understand what had happened. Mr. Sun took his daughter's hand and said, "Qiao'er, look how devoted your godfather is to us. You must be filial to him in the future, understand?"

Just then, Li Huairen stepped in and said, "Brother Sun, why are you being so polite with me?" He walked over and put his arm around Sun Qiao's shoulder, but she dodged it, and he awkwardly withdrew his hand. Mr. Sun saw all of this and scolded his daughter, "Why don't you greet him?"

Sun Qiao didn't even glance at Li Huairen, just hurriedly nodded, and then sat down in a chair.

Li Huairen was embarrassed, but fortunately his secretary followed him and reminded him that there was another work meeting to be held to promote the protection of cultural relics and ancient books. Li Huairen nodded and said to Sun's father, "I still have things to do at my department. I'll come to see my sister-in-law when I have time. Have Sun Qiao come to see me tonight."

After the high-ranking official left, the Sun family's treatment changed completely. Three nurses took turns watching over each patient, and there was also a night shift caregiver. It didn't matter whether family members stayed overnight or not. The care was extremely thorough. The high-class medical room was equipped with a bathroom, an LCD widescreen TV, a standing air conditioner, a small refrigerator, a safe, and a wardrobe, just like staying in a hotel.

That evening, Li Huai Ren's driver picked up Sun Qiao in an Audi. Sun's father quickly instructed, "Be polite to the minister, don't act like a child, understand?"

Li Huai Ren didn't want to deal with his son, so he stayed in his apartment in the city. Back home, he took a shower, feeling refreshed, and leaned back on the sofa watching the news. He felt he should put some pressure on Sun Qiao. Although he liked her very much and was willing to be patient, he couldn't let her temper run rampant. Her attitude this afternoon had been so embarrassing! But thinking about it, she was still quite cute. Seeing her crying like a little fool, he knew she took her virginity too seriously.

Just thinking about her made Li Huai Ren feel his penis harden, stronger than an aphrodisiac. He quickly adjusted his posture and covered his penis with his bathrobe.

Sun Qiao entered the room, not even bothering to change her shoes, standing straight without even glancing at him.

Li Huai Ren was naturally unhappy and said, "I said, you've come here to be my bodyguard?"

Sun Qiao turned her face slightly to the side, still refusing to look at him, and only said, "What do you want?" "

Don't you want the surgery fees and hospitalization fees?" Seeing her biting her lip and remaining silent, Li Huai Ren continued, "Sun Qiao, I know what you're angry about, but yesterday..."

Sun Qiao interrupted loudly, covering her ears with both hands and shaking her head frantically, "Don't mention yesterday, don't mention it!" She just thought of it as being bitten by a dog; who would want to recall how a dog bit them?

Seeing her so calm, completely different from what he had expected, Li Huai Ren's mind raced for a moment, and he said, "Come sit here."

Sun Qiao didn't move, and neither did Li Huai Ren. The two remained in a stalemate for more than ten minutes. The man chuckled inwardly, stood up, took a disc from the shelf, put it in the player, crossed his legs, and leisurely watched the screen.

Sighs and conversations came from the television:

"Daughter...it's not that Daddy doesn't want to help you...Daddy loves you so much...how could I abandon you...but there's no good way to treat this aphrodisiac, just bear with it."

"I can't bear it...I feel so bad...Waaah...Give it to me...please give it to me..."

"Qiao'er, calm down, don't do anything rash, don't do anything rash."

"It's all my fault for being useless. If you don't mind that I'm an old man more than twenty years older than you, be my wife. We'll get married as soon as you graduate from university." "

Daddy...you do it, I don't know how...I want it...please put it in me..."

Sun Qiao was startled, turning her head to look at the screen. No, that girl who begged a man to rape her couldn't be her, there must be a mistake, a mistake. She wouldn't be so shameless, no way. Her eyes widened in disbelief. It was actually her who initiated it. It

was all her initiative!!!

"No—!" She grabbed an ashtray from the coffee table and smashed it. With a loud crash, the LCD TV, worth tens of thousands of yuan, shattered. Sun Qiao knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

Li Huairen walked over, pulled the struggling girl into his arms, and patted her back to comfort her. "Girls cherish their reputation. Since I've taken your body, I would never do anything irresponsible. Qiao'er, marry me, let's get married..."

He kept mentioning marriage, a suggestion that wasn't particularly appealing at first, but now it sounded like a spell, binding Sun Qiao to it... Marrying Li Huairen meant giving her body to her husband. She was still a good girl, not a promiscuous bad girl. Marrying Li Huairen meant her mother could definitely be cured and wouldn't be paralyzed...

Thinking about it this way, it seemed like marrying Li Huairen had many advantages, but...

Li Huairen felt she was much more compliant and less resistant, and he became even more tender and loving towards her. He said, “After this relationship, Dad has thought it over carefully, and I've realized I've fallen in love with you. It's not the love a father has for his daughter, but the love a man has for a woman. Really, although I'm not young anymore, and I have a son who's a little older than you, none of that matters. I'll cherish you very much. Wendi Deng was also more than thirty years younger than her husband, a bigger gap than ours, and she's very happy.” He kissed the top of Sun Qiao's head. “Older men tend to cherish their wives more. Believe me, we'll be happy too.”

Sun Qiao looked up. Li Huai Ren had just showered; his hair was still wet, making him look very young, probably around thirty-five years old. He didn't have a beer belly, was quite tall, and had handsome features.

“Sun Qiao, I promise I'll treat you well, really.” He held her tighter and kissed her ear. “Let's get married.”

“You can cure my mother?”

“Of course, that goes without saying.”

“You seem to have a wife?” Sun Qiao asked.

Li Huai Ren sighed, picked her up, and sat her on the sofa. He said, "Her brain is dead; only her body is alive. Legally speaking, this is considered an automatic dissolution of the marriage. I only have a duty to support her; nothing else. Don't worry."

"Your son won't accept me," she said, turning her face away.

Li Huai Ren was secretly pleased. It seemed she was already considering the marriage suggestion. He immediately pressed his advantage, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. My son is so grown up; it's unrealistic to say he has no opinions of his own. But precisely because he's older, he's less dependent on his parents. We don't see each other often, so you don't need to worry about him."

Sun Qiao leaned against him, her body going limp.

The man held her like a precious treasure, poured a glass of water from the coffee table, and fed it to her. "You've been crying for so long; your eyes are swollen. It breaks my heart."

"You need to give me some time to adjust," Sun Qiao said.

“Of course, when have I ever forced you to do something you don’t want to?”

Sun Qiao nodded. Li Huai Ren pressed his forehead against hers and kissed the tip of her nose. She tried hard to suppress the urge to run away, hypnotizing herself and telling herself that this was the best outcome.

“Don’t tell my dad yet.”

“Okay, whatever you want.”

“What are you going to do?” Sun Qiao was very wary, like a frightened little animal. Seeing his head lower and lower, searching for her lips, she immediately froze in fright.

“Let’s try a kiss first, to help you get used to it sooner.” Li Huai Ren said seriously, turning her face to face, pressing his lips to hers, suppressing her gasp, and passionately kissing her young, captivating lips.

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