[Young Female Constable Captures Lecherous Thief] [The End]

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The weather in June was scorching hot, making it hard to breathe.

On the road leading to Nanjing, a group of people and more than a dozen carriages arrived.

Leading the way was a tall white horse, with an old hero sitting on the saddle. This man dismounted; he was about six feet tall, with broad shoulders, a slender waist, and a fan-shaped figure. He wore a bronze-colored ducktail turban, wrapped with a piece of yellow silk, and a flawless piece of jade, gleaming brightly, hung from the top beam. He wore a bronze-colored short jacket, bound with a yellow cross-shaped loop, and a five-colored silk sash around his waist.

He wore riding trousers with a slit and a saddlebag, and "Five Blessings Holding Longevity" tiger-head boots. He wore a gray hero's cloak over his coat, with a precious sword hanging under his left arm and a dart pouch slung across his right shoulder. This precious sword was long and heavy, with a gold hook, gold fittings, a white sharkskin scabbard, a red gold hilt, and a gleaming yellow handle—truly dazzling.

The book describes it as a treasure called the "Fish Scale Purple Gold Sword," capable of cutting through gold and jade, and slicing through iron like mud.

It weighed twenty catties and six taels; for a single sword, this weight was extraordinary.

Furthermore, his dart pouch had three slots, holding three jin (a unit of weight, approximately 50 grams). Each dart weighed sixteen taels, and the three darts totaled forty-eight taels. Such weight was rare among darts. The dart pouch itself was also exquisite, with a gold-embroidered cover and a deerskin lining. The three slots were secured with lids. To use it, the lids were lifted, a spring was pressed with the thumb, and the darts automatically popped out—truly flexible and convenient to use.

Looking closer at his face, it was like a silver basin, with thick, eight-shaped eyebrows, a pair of wide eyes, clear black and white, a lion's nose, a square mouth, bright red lips, and three wisps of white beard. He exuded righteousness and commanded respect from a hundred paces.

Someone might ask, "Who is this man? Why is he so imposing?" This is Ping Ying, the Third-Rank Chief of the Nanjing Prefecture. Known in the martial arts world as the Divine Dart Master, Ping Ying is a remarkable figure. He lived in Gucheng Village, Maozhou, Jiangsu Province. Born during the reign of Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty, Ping Ying loved martial arts from a young age and became a disciple of a high-ranking Shaolin monk. After fifteen years of study, he mastered numerous skills, becoming proficient in all eighteen weapons. However, his greatest skill was the single-edged sword.

Ping Ying mastered the Sixty-Four Forms of the Eight Trigrams Invincible Golden Saber, a technique that made him invincible in the martial arts world. Furthermore, Ping Ying also possessed exceptional skill in concealed weapons. His darts were always accurate, never missing a target. He practiced archery by day and incense sticks by night, throwing darts with his eyes open and closed, never missing a shot. Therefore, he was known in the martial arts world as the Divine Dart Master. Ping Ying also possessed a hidden weapon called "Head-Swinging Dart," which he carried on his waist. He rarely used it, but when he did, even a celestial being would find it difficult to escape.

Ping Ying was fifty-five years old this year and had served in Nanjing Prefecture for thirty years. Upright and righteous, he led his constables on numerous missions to apprehend thieves and robbers, ensuring Nanjing's excellent public order and allowing its people to live in peace and prosperity. This deterred even the most notorious thieves and bandits from committing crimes in Nanjing.

Furthermore, even in neighboring areas, people would call upon the old knight for help when crimes occurred. For a time, the name of the Divine Dart Master Ping Ying resounded throughout the land. This time, he went to help at the invitation of the prefect of Changsha. After finishing his business, the old swordsman led his men back to Nanjing. He first reported to the yamen and then went straight home. Pingying lived by the Xiaolong River in the east of the city. He had been away for a month and missed home very much, missing his wife and his only daughter.

The gate was ajar. As soon as Pingying entered the front yard, he saw a girl in white practicing boxing. The girl looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and slender. She was dressed in white clothes, short-sleeved and neatly tied with a cross-shaped belt, and wearing riding trousers with a squat crotch and a pair of leather-faced tiger-patterned four-happiness boots.

The young girl practiced a set of Lotus Fist. *Clap, clap…* she recited all sixty-four moves of the Lotus Fist. Her outstretched hands moved like digging a ridge, her curled hands like rolling a pancake, her body like a snake, her legs like drills, her fists like shooting stars, her eyes like lightning. She displayed all sorts of amazing skills: cat leaps, dog dodges, rabbit rolls, eagle flips, python somersaults, dragon claws, monkey climbs trees, tiger climbs mountains—her kung fu was truly impressive. Watching with great interest, Ping Ying couldn't help but clap and cheer loudly. The girl finished her moves and stood in her stance, her breath steady and her expression unchanged.

Turning around, she saw her father. A look of joy appeared on her rosy face. She ran over and hugged the old swordsman tightly, exclaiming, "Father, you're back!"

This young girl was the only daughter of the old swordsman Ping Ying. Ping Ying and his wife had this daughter late in life, and the elderly couple cherished her like a precious jewel.

Since this article mainly focuses on Ping Weina, we will concentrate on introducing her. Ping Weina is 17 years old this year. She started learning martial arts from her father at the age of three. Due to her high comprehension and hard work, Ping Weina's kung fu is already comparable to Ping Ying's. Not only is she good at martial arts, but she is also a famous beauty in Nanjing. She has a delicate and elegant face, which makes her appear quiet and generous. Her skin is fair and smooth, and her figure is graceful. Especially her pair of bright and lively eyes, which blink frequently, reveal an incomparably charming look.

What fascinates men the most is her sexy figure. Ping Weina is slender and fit, neither too plump nor too thin. Her full breasts are high and firm, and her buttocks are high, round, firm, and smooth without an ounce of excess fat. Her long legs accentuate her slender waist. Her long black hair is styled in the bun commonly worn by girls in the Song Dynasty, tied with colorful ribbons, which is very beautiful. She likes to wear white dresses, which makes her look even more pure and beautiful.

Ping Weina, influenced by her father, was upright, kind-hearted, and hated evil. Madam Ping was overjoyed to learn of her husband's safe return and ordered the kitchen to prepare several delicious dishes. The family enjoyed a happy reunion dinner. During the meal, the old swordsman asked if anything had happened at home during his month-long absence.

Madam Ping replied, "Several families have come to propose marriage for my daughter. She's not young anymore; it's time to find her a husband."

Ping Weina objected, "No, I don't want to get married yet. I want to be a good constable like my father!"

"A young woman going out into the world to serve in the military is not acceptable," Madam Ping said.

Seeing her mother's objection, the girl playfully tugged at her father's arm, "Father, please let me go!"

The old swordsman was delighted; he knew his daughter's character. "Alright, I support you. I'll go talk to the prefect tomorrow!"

"Really?" The girl, overjoyed, kissed her father on the cheek.

Madam Ping complained to Ping Ying, "You spoil her so much, I'm not going to take care of you two anymore."

The girl was exceptionally excited that night; she could finally be a female constable! She secretly resolved to uphold justice and eradicate evil.

The next day, Ping Weina got up early and went to the yamen with her father. Prefect Wang was delighted to see Ping Ying and her father and, with a stroke of his pen, assigned Ping Weina to the patrol team.

Just a few days of peace passed when a messenger from Wuhan arrived with a letter from the local prefect pleading for help. Prefect Wang summoned Ping Ying and showed him the letter. It turned out that silver shops and banks in Wuhan had been frequently robbed in recent months, and the cases remained unsolved. Desperate, they had come to ask the old chivalrous Ping for help. Time was of the essence, and the old chivalrous had selected several capable constables to depart the next day.

No sooner had the old chivalrous left than trouble struck Nanjing Prefecture—the long-lost flower thief reappeared. The flower thief continued his crimes, always raping and then murdering with extremely cruel methods, causing widespread panic throughout the city. The people were all talking about it, saying that the flower thief was a wanderer from out of town, unaware of the legendary chivalrous Ping Lao Ke's reputation. Others said that the flower thief only committed his crimes after the old chivalrous man left.

Prefect Wang was also very anxious. He ordered all the constables to patrol every night to strengthen security. Finally, one night at midnight, the patrolling constables discovered the flower thief.

That night, the team was led by Zhang Da Ge. When they patrolled to the house of Li, the pawnbroker, they saw a figure flash on the wall. Zhang Da Ge led the way, jumping over the wall and seeing a man dressed in black.

"Who goes there?" they all surrounded the man.

Seeing that escape was impossible, the Night Stalker drew his sword. His martial arts were truly impressive; in just a few moves, the constables were all wounded, and Zhang Dage was stabbed in the shoulder. Despite this, the constables continued their desperate charge.

The Night Stalker, seeing this, became increasingly aggressive, his attacks quickening as he went straight for Zhang Dage. This time, Zhang Dage couldn't withstand the onslaught. Caught off guard, he was kicked to the ground by the Night Stalker, and with a clatter, a knife flew from his hand. Before he could even get up, the Night Stalker gritted his teeth, raised his sword, and with a "crack!" his head fell to the ground, blood spurting out. With

Zhang Dage dead, the other constables were thrown into chaos. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Night Stalker used his light-footed skills to escape. That night, all the constables gathered at the prefectural government office. Looking at Zhang Dage's body, they were all overcome with grief. Ping Weina remained silent, only weeping incessantly.

Deputy Inspector Li Dazhong said, "Don't be too sad, everyone. We must catch the murderer and avenge Zhang Da Ge. Because the flower thief is extremely skilled in martial arts, each of our patrol teams will be led by someone with good martial arts skills."

Li Dazhong ordered Ping Weina to stay behind at the yamen. The girl was resentful and unwilling to accept this. She knew that everyone was worried about her because she was a girl. The girl had her own plans; she wanted to act alone behind everyone's back, determined to catch the lecherous thief, rid the people of this scourge, and avenge Zhang Da Ge.

The next night, the girl, dressed in black, set off with a long sword and a dart pouch. She first circled outside the city, and then inside. She encountered patrolling constables twice, but she evaded them both times.

The first day passed uneventfully, and the second day, the search continued without incident. On the third day, when Ping Weina reached the gate of Shao the Rich Man's house, she noticed a man suspiciously climbing over the wall. The girl followed him, and what struck her as odd was the way he climbed; he didn't seem to know martial arts. So, she didn't disturb him and followed him to the backyard.

Ping Weina followed the man until he stopped in front of a small building, looked around, and immediately hid behind a rockery. Once the man was sure no one had seen him, he went upstairs. When he entered, the girl, with her exceptional lightness skill, effortlessly scaled walls and climbed mountains, faster than a cat, making no sound. Ping Weina leaped onto the second floor and saw a light on in the room on the left. She peeked through a small hole in the window.

What they found was astonishing. The room was filled with the sounds of passion. It was a large bedroom, like a girl's boudoir, luxuriously furnished with pure nanmu wood furniture. Two thick red candles illuminated the room clearly. White curtains were drawn back, and a large bed was covered with snow-white sheets. Silk quilts were neatly arranged at the head of the bed, and a stunningly beautiful woman was undressing.

She wore a white silk outer garment, which, as it was removed, revealed a similarly white, semi-transparent undergarment. The man who had entered the room stared intently at the girl's high, firm breasts, which were covered by the undergarment. Because the undergarment was semi-transparent, Ping Weina could vaguely see the girl's brown nipples. Then, the girl removed her white trousers, exposing her lower body. She leaned against the headboard, her alluring eyes fixed on the man beside her.

Ping Weina sized up the man. He was eighteen or nineteen years old, with extremely fair and delicate skin, a rosy complexion, and exceptionally handsome features. His eyebrows were arched, his nose was straight, and his eyes shone brightly. He wore a blue velvet hood, a ribbon tied around his round forehead, and a warm, white woolen fringe covered his jade-like forehead. He wore a blue shirt, which couldn't hide his dashing and debonair air; he was a handsome young man full of youthful vigor.

The man was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes filled with lust as he looked at the sexy and beautiful girl on the bed. The girl glanced at him seductively, then gently closed her eyes again, somewhat shy. Ping Weina could tell they were a young couple having an affair, so she turned and jumped downstairs to continue her patrol. However, the girl's heart remained with the young couple. After much deliberation, she decided to go back and check. When Ping Weina returned to the embroidered tower, the two on the bed were embracing. The curtains were still drawn, so she could see them clearly.

Inside, the girl's breasts were high and firm, her nipples rosy, her waist slender and her hips full, her two snow-white thighs crossed, as she smiled at the boy.

The boy's left hand tightly grasped one of her high, full breasts, while his right hand teased and flicked her vulva. The girl let out intoxicating moans, her soft, seductive voice calling out, "Cousin... I feel so good... oh... oh... oh..." Ping Weina then realized they were cousins.

The boy lowered his head, kissing and licking her face lightly, then whispered in her ear, "Good sister, don't rush, cousin will make you feel like you're dying of pleasure soon."

Ping Weina, outside the window, stared wide-eyed inside. The boy's hands gently caressed the girl's smooth, white, and shapely body, admiring it closely. His lips moved to her cherry-like mouth, and the girl returned his kiss, her tongue lightly flicking out in response, their kiss escalating their passion. She wrapped her left arm around the boy's neck, passionately returning his kiss, sucking hard on his tongue. At the same time, her right hand reached down to his lower body, grasping his large penis with her slender fingers and kneading it.

This was the first time Ping Weina had ever seen a man's penis, and her heart skipped a beat, her breath quickening.

Inside the room, the two continued their intimate act, the boy reaching a fever pitch from the girl's touch! He let out a low growl, tightening his grip on the girl's smooth waist, moving his lips away from her fragrant mouth, kissing his way down her flushed face, lingering briefly on her long, beautiful neck before continuing downwards. When his kisses reached the girl's snow-white, tender breasts, he passionately sucked on one erect nipple, while simultaneously grasping the other breast, gently caressing its rosy nipple with his fingers.

The girl's lower body was wet, and she was panting heavily, constantly emitting sweet moans: "Good cousin... I... I feel so good... harder... good... don't stop..." Her hands tightly hugged the boy's head.

He pressed his advantage, savoring the deliciousness of her two nipples, and then kissed his way down the girl's full body, licking her alluring navel again and again with his tongue. He then parted the girl's slender legs with his hands, buried his face in the wet grass, and began to lick the entrance of her paradise with his tongue.

His tongue skills were superb; in moments, the girl was panting heavily, drenched in fragrant sweat, her jade-like face arched back, her beautiful black hair cascading to her waist, her expression incredibly alluring, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, and a seductive moan escaping her cherry-like lips… Outside, Ping Weina watched, her face burning, her heart pounding wildly, her hands unconsciously squeezing her full breasts through her clothes, her legs clamping tighter and tighter, her lower body itching, and streams of sticky fluid involuntarily flowing from her vagina.

Inside, the happy couple were unaware that someone was watching their performance. The young man, full of vigor, moved his thick penis back and forth, the girl's soft flesh clinging to it, rising and falling with each thrust. With each thrust, the girl let out a joyful moan, her hips swaying more vigorously, actively responding to his penis.

Ping Weina felt her legs go weak, her whole body limp, her heart pounding wildly. An unprecedented feeling of pleasure spread through her body. She dared not look any longer, yet she was reluctant to leave. Finally, the girl gritted her teeth and returned home. The intense desire still burned within her. As her black night clothes fell away, her mature body was revealed. Ping Weina exposed her lotus-root-like arms, snow-white and tender, her proud breasts almost bursting through her snow-white bodice. Then she pulled off her trousers.

The small room was instantly brightened. Two slender, jade-like legs, white and smooth, tightly clamped a private cave that drove men crazy, already soaking wet. Ping Weina raised her hands behind her neck and untied the knot of her bodice. As soon as the bodice came off, with a "plop," a pair of restless white rabbits sprang out, their pyramid-shaped breasts standing proudly upright.

Because of her martial arts training, her breasts were much firmer than others'. The two red cherries on her snow-white breasts were very cute. Her breasts trembled with the girl's delicate body. Her peach garden was covered by a pair of panties. The panties were made of very thin silk. Due to the excitement, a lot of love fluid flowed out, and the light white panties had become semi-transparent. Only a thick black forest could be seen at the lower part of the girl's abdomen.

At this moment, Ping Weina exuded the charm of a young girl, every gesture brimming with sexiness, especially her almond-shaped eyes, which shone with infinite allure. Looking at her reflection in the bronze mirror, and imagining the boy's thick penis, she felt a surge of heat throughout her body, a burning desire rising within her. She longed for the man to fondle her alluring breasts and full, white buttocks

. Thinking of this, Ping Weina blushed. The girl lay down on the bed, her hands unable to resist kneading her firm, full breasts. Her proud breasts stood erect, her snow-white bosom beautiful and proud, the red cherry atop each nipple incredibly tempting. A wave of pleasure shot from her nipples down her body, then to her limbs, and a satisfied expression appeared in her breathtakingly beautiful eyes.

With continued caressing, her nipples gradually hardened, bringing even greater sensitivity. At 17, the primal desires of a young woman had been accumulating within her for too long; masturbation allowed them to surge freely. Her delicate white hands then moved to her private area. Her hands found a thin, damp crevice. Her fingers moved downwards, touching two soft labia. She lifted her legs and pulled down her panties. Her fingers pinched her already erect clitoris, and a series of pinches sent shivers of unprecedented pleasure through her body.

Ping Weina felt waves of heat coursing through her body, a surge of heat flowing from her lower body. Curious, she looked down at her genitals. For the first time at 17, she had examined her vulva so closely. A string of glistening dewdrops appeared on her pubic hair. Parting her full labia majora, the two labia tightly gripped a clitoris that drove her wild. Even a light touch sent shivers down her spine. Her labia minora guarded her alluring vulva.

As her slender fingers moved in and out, the initial pain vanished. Ping Weina felt waves of pleasure coursing through her body from her vulva, like tides, one after another, as if she were being electrocuted. She couldn't help but groan.

"Oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah...oh...oh..."

Her movements became faster and faster. She felt lightheaded and dizzy. She couldn't care less about anything else, desperately thrusting her hips to allow the fingers to penetrate deeper.

Gushes of fluid overflowed from her vagina, making a "gurgling...gurgling" sound. Suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation inside her vagina, and hot, sticky fluid spurted out, making her thighs slippery. This was her first orgasm, and small drops of blood appeared on the sheets.

The girl slept soundly that night. She continued her patrol that evening, and in the latter half of the ninth night, Ping Weina spotted the man in black on the wall of the ancient building. The girl saw a lewd glint in his eyes. Wandering the city in the middle of the night, instead of sleeping, he was either a constable or a thief. Ping Weina concluded he was no good. Without a word, the girl drew her sword and stabbed, thinking, "Let's see where you can run now!" The two began to fight.

The thief's blade flashed past Ping Weina's head. Before the girl could straighten up, the thief flicked his wrist and threw a dart straight at her throat. These two moves were clean, swift, and lightning-fast.

It was only because of Ping Weina; any other constable would have been sure to hit her. Because they were so close, he didn't realize the girl was also a master of throwing and dodging hidden weapons. Ping Weina executed a perfect "Iron Bridge

" maneuver, stretching her legs forward and leaning back like a noodle. The dart grazed the tip of her nose and struck the ancient building's courtyard wall with a clang.

As soon as the girl stood up, the thief swiftly thrust his blade towards her neck and throat. Seeing the blade coming, Ping Weina stepped forward and sidestepped, causing the thief's thrust to miss.

The girl used her longsword to deflect the single-edged sword, then swept it towards the thief's neck and throat. The thief quickly ducked, and the girl's sword grazed just above his head.

Then, the thief swung his sword behind his back, aiming for the back of the girl's head, but Ping Weina leaped forward, dodging the blow. The thief's skill was impressive; the girl was putting in considerable effort. Therefore, Ping Weina observed the situation, both sealing off her defenses and actively attacking.

The thief knew he had met a formidable opponent and dared not be careless, so he wielded his 108 sword techniques with

great flourish, the two fighting fiercely and evenly matched.

As time went on, the thief began to falter. Firstly, his martial arts were inferior to Ping Weina's, and secondly, he feared encountering a patrol. Coincidentally, that day, Deputy Supervisor Li Dazhong was patrolling with a dozen constables. They spotted the fight from a distance and rushed over, finding Ping Weina engaged in combat with a man in black.

One of the constables immediately recognized the thief. "Hey, this is the lecherous thief who killed Big Man!" The constables swarmed around him. The thief, even more flustered, panicked. Ping Weina, in mid-air, raised her longsword and slashed down, sword and all at once, aiming for the thief's head!

The thief, realizing the danger, leaped forward, dodging the blow. Sweat poured from his nose and temples, and he gasped for breath. The girl intensified her attacks, relentlessly pressing forward. Taking advantage of the thief's momentary lapse in attention, she executed a sword-and-foot stunt, kicking him squarely in the stomach.

The thief tried to spring up, but before he could, the girl was upon him. Ping Weina thought: "It's better to keep him alive for questioning." She tapped his thigh with her sword.

Even that was too much for him! The thief howled in pain and collapsed to the ground, unable to move. Several constables rushed in, slapped him twice, and bound him by the arm. And so the thief was captured alive.

Everyone happily escorted the lecherous thief back to the prefectural government office. Magistrate Wang interrogated him that very night. The thief's name was Hao Quan, a native of Suzhou. He was responsible for the several rapes and murders. After the interrogation, Hao Quan was taken to prison, awaiting the Ministry of Justice's approval for execution. Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. The constables had immense respect and admiration for Ping Weina. The young girl received a reward from the magistrate, and Nanjing Prefecture returned to its former tranquility.

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Last time, we talked about how the lecherous thief Hao Quan was imprisoned in the Nanjing Prefecture's death row, and the constables finally breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone received a reward from Prefect Wang.

Ping Weina bought some pastries to visit her mother at home, but little did anyone expect that trouble would ensue that very night.

Around midnight, a masked man dressed in black scaled the wall and broke into the prison, injuring several guards and rescuing the lecherous Hao Quan. Upon receiving the report, Magistrate Wang summoned all the constables to the government office that very night to discuss countermeasures. The constables, whose nerves had just relaxed, tensed up again after learning the situation, whispering amongst themselves

and devising solutions. Ping Weina, quick-witted and resourceful, offered Magistrate Wang many suggestions. Following the girl's advice, the magistrate immediately issued an arrest warrant and put it into practice.

Previously, the gates of Nanjing had been open, allowing free entry and exit without question. Now, sentries were added to the gates, and constables were stationed day and night to thoroughly check everyone entering and leaving the city.

Magistrate Wang canceled all leave and ordered everyone to go out and gather information and clues. The constables, in groups of three or two, searched the area around Nanjing, leaving others aside.

Let's start with the chivalrous Ping Weina. She was in charge of the area outside Dongguan. The young girl was paired with another young constable named Ye Yongchang, because this young constable is very important in the book.

Let me briefly introduce Ye Yongchang. He is from Nanjing City and has loved martial arts since childhood. His father is the owner of a successful pawnshop, so his family is quite well-off. He is an only child with excellent skills, and most importantly, he is handsome and spirited. At the age of 21, he is in the prime of his life. The young couple left Dongguan and first visited several farmhouses.

Upon closer inspection, the area seemed relatively quiet. After inquiring, they learned that no one had seen anything suspicious recently.

Ping Weina and Ye Yongchang discussed it and decided to explore further.

They asked the locals what lay beyond the town. Someone told them it was called Huangshugang, only eighteen li away, and advised them against going, saying it wasn't a safe place.

The girl thought, "If it's not safe, then we should go! Ideally, we should find the lecherous thieves so we can eliminate them."

They were quite nervous, so they mustered their courage and headed towards Huangshugang. Despite her young age, Ping Weina was quite shrewd and experienced.

When they arrived at Huangshugang, they realized it was a large town, a major thoroughfare with several main roads passing through it, which was why Huangshugang had prospered.

This large town had three or four thousand households and several main streets, but most shops were closed. It was said to have been very prosperous in its heyday, but now it was desolate.

They circled the town of Huangshugang several times but found no trace of the lecherous thief. The sun was already setting, and the two thought to themselves, "If we hurry back now, it'll be too late. We'll just delay another day."

The girl looked up and saw an inn on the north side of the road, its sign proclaiming it "Wang Family Inn."

They stepped inside. The inn was indeed quite nice. It had five front rooms, a central passageway, a courtyard with brick floors, and two side halls with five more rooms each. There was also a doorway on one side leading to the east and west courtyards and the back courtyard. The inn was already quite full, but there were still plenty of rooms available; there were thirty or forty rooms in total.

The waiter greeted them with a smile as soon as he saw them arrive. "You two are looking for a room!" "

Yes," the girl replied. "Prepare two of our best rooms for us."

"Oh, I'm sorry, miss, we only have one room left."

"Then let's look at other places."

The waiter smiled. "Miss, to be honest, although this town is quite large, this is the only inn. If you don't stay, someone else will come to stay soon."

The two discussed it and decided that they would make do for the night in order to solve the case.

"Alright, we'll rent it."

"Your room is on the second floor."

As it was getting dark, all the lights in the rooms were turned on, and they followed the waiter into room number three.

"The house is simple, please forgive us. How is it? Is it alright here?"

The room was quite nice, with bedding, pillows, a teapot, teacups, tables, chairs, and benches—everything was provided. After washing up and drinking some tea, the two felt a bit hungry and tired. Their stomachs were rumbling, "Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

The girl thought: These past few days I've been busy catching lecherous thieves and haven't eaten properly. Yesterday I was only focused on fighting and didn't even have a bite to eat. She said to Ye Yongchang, "Brother Ye, let's fill our stomachs first, and then we can learn about the local situation before we talk."

So they called over a waiter, who wiped the table, set out dishes and chopsticks, and asked them, "What would you two like to eat? Tell us. We'll make you something delicious."

"What do you have?"

"Ah, our Wang Family Inn is a grand inn, second to none in Huangshugang. We have everything: things that fly in the sky, run on the ground, jump in the grass, float in the water, and we have everything

you need for frying, stir-frying, cooking, and boiling." "No need for that. Just pick whatever you like, cold dishes and hot dishes, and make us your best ones," the girl instructed.

"Okay, how much wine do you need?"

"No more, just three catties. But it has to be good wine."

"Don't worry, we have our own homemade 'Ten-Mile Fragrance'!"

"That's it."

The waiter told the kitchen to prepare it, and the two used this opportunity to discuss finding the thief. As they were discussing, the waiter gradually brought in the dishes, and the two smelled them: so fragrant!

Perhaps because they were hungry, the girl lowered her head and picked up her chopsticks to eat. By this time, the wine was also warmed, and they drank and ate at the same time.

They quickly finished eating, and Ping Weina said to Ye Yongchang, "Brother Ye, let's rest quickly. We need to be well-rested to find the thief tomorrow."

The waiter cleared away the leftover food, and they hung their weapons on the wall. Ye Yongchang fell into a deep sleep.

On the other bed, Ping Weina tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Her mind was in turmoil. The first thing the young woman thought about was finding the lecherous thief tomorrow. Thinking of this, all sleepiness vanished.

Just then, the girl heard a strange sound. Following the sound, she pressed her face against the wall. The sound became clearer, like the sound of flesh colliding, interspersed with a man's low breathing and a woman's moans.

It was already late at night, and the entire inn was dark, with only a sliver of light coming from next door.

The girl, barefoot and with snow-white feet, quietly left the room. She tiptoed to the window of the next room, stopped, moistened her right index finger with her lips, and gently poked a hole in the paper windowpane. Peeking in, she saw the scene inside completely, almost making Ping Weina cry out. Luckily, she managed to stop herself from speaking. The side of the bed faced the window.

Two naked people were rolling on the wooden bed. The girl saw that the man was about 30 years old, while the woman was very young, probably only 16 or 17. The man had the beautiful girl pinned beneath him, wantonly thrusting into her tender orifice, ravaging her until she was drenched in sweat and panting.

The girl's tender body was flushed, her soft moans and gasps were filled with pleas, and her slender body twisted desperately, her delicate fingers gripping his back with unbearable hunger—clearly, the girl's pleasure had reached its peak.

Ping Weina saw the girl's overwhelming pleasure surging through her body and mind, causing her to completely abandon her innocent shyness and delicacy, offering herself wholeheartedly and passionately enjoying the carnal pleasure.

The boundless spring scenery deeply attracted the girl, and inside the room, the girl's sexy little mouth kept moaning:

"So beautiful... ah... good brother... I'm almost... I'm almost dying... ah... oh... you're so strong... oh... good brother... you're fucking me... I can't take it anymore... oh..."

The girl's panting continued, and although she said she could't take it anymore, her body's movements were unwavering, instead meeting his deep attacks even more strongly. Each thrust of the man penetrated deep into the girl's body.

The girl's breasts rose and fell with the movements, and her flushed eyes were full of the sweet charm of orgasm. After a long moan, the moans grew louder and more wanton, making Ping Weina outside blush and her heart pound.

Although it wasn't the first time the girl had seen such springtime scenery, she couldn't help but use her slender, bamboo-like fingers to gently caress her full breasts. Her fingers even slid down to her legs, touching her private parts through her clothes, causing her to involuntarily shudder. Ping Weina's hands also involuntarily caressed her sensitive body, making her feel even hotter and more aroused.

Ping Weina ran back to her room, distraught, and lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. Her heart pounded wildly. She glanced casually at Ye Yongchang's bed, and in the moonlight, she was stunned. Because of the heat, Ye Yongchang had kicked the blanket aside; he was only wearing underwear, and dark pubic hair peeked out from both sides, his bulging genitals attracting the girl's gaze.

The girl got up, lit the lamp, and came to Ye Yongchang's side. Now she could see him more clearly. Ping Weina felt a strong desire in her chest; she really wanted to give her pure and innocent body to Brother Ye. She also longed for a man.

At this moment, the girl's angelic face was shy and charming, her eyes watery and overflowing with tender affection. The girl nudged Ye Yongchang, and he opened his eyes, bewildered by the scene before him. He saw Ping Weina's long, black hair half-covering her beautiful face, which was shy and alluring, making her even more charming. Her large, bright eyes seemed to speak volumes as she looked at him.

Even a fool would understand what was going on. Ye Yongchang put his hand down to his crotch, smelling the unique fragrance emanating from the girl. Ping Weina also carefully examined Brother Ye. She saw his heroic air, his handsome face, and his large, dark eyes. The girl shyly and slowly unbuttoned her white clothes.

In the dimly lit guest room, the two kissed passionately, ready to savor the exquisite pleasures of lovemaking. Ye Yongchang placed his tongue into Ping Weina's mouth, sucking on the girl's delicate tongue and slowly drawing in her intoxicating saliva.

Although they were passionately kissing, their hands were not idle. The girl's slender, soft hands caressed his shoulders, back, and chest, giving him an indescribable sense of comfort. Ye Yongchang also stroked the girl's large breasts through her clothes. Ye

Yongchang removed the girl's top, revealing her lotus-root-like, snow-white, pink arms. Her full breasts bulged against her white bodice, and he stared wide-eyed at the beautiful body of a woman he had never seen before. Ping Weina,

her eyes filled with lust, guided Ye Yongchang to untie the knot of her bodice. With a soft "plop," her high, firm breasts broke free of their restraints and trembled as they sprang out.

The girl's breasts were large, like small hills, her areolas the size of coins, pink in color, and her nipples erect like large red dates.

Ye Yongchang trembled as he kneaded the girl's breasts, the soft, warm flesh stimulating his breathing, making his desire grow stronger. The girl began to moan softly, her body trembling, a blush rising on her face.

The girl gently stroked Ye Yongchang's cheeks, looking at him with seductive eyes, and whispered, "Good brother, it feels so good!"

Ping Weina giggled and embraced Ye Yongchang's broad, strong body, and he kissed the girl's red lips again.

Stimulated by this, the girl felt a wave of dizziness. Although Ping Weina was somewhat shy, she was, after all, a fully developed girl, and the passionate kiss made her body hot, and streams of lustful fluid flowed from her private parts.

Seeing the girl's beautiful cheeks turn a bewitching pink, her breathing quicken, and a sweet moan escape her delicate nose: "Oh...oh...oh...good brother..." Clearly, the girl's inner desire had been ignited by him.

Her snow-white breasts bounced up and down with her rapid breathing. Ye Yongchang's trembling hands caressed one of her breasts; with a gentle press of his palm, the girl's nipple pushed upwards, bulging high, so tender and tempting.

He greedily grasped the girl's breasts with both hands, gently kneading them. Ping Weina closed her eyes, enjoying the satisfaction brought to her by the opposite sex, moaning "Mmm...mmm..."

Ye Yongchang took her other nipple into his mouth, gently kissing it until it swelled and hardened, then licked it with his tongue and gently bit it with his teeth, while his hands pinched and kneaded that breast from side to side, making the girl's white, steamed-bun-like breasts swollen and red.

Ping Weina, a young girl just beginning to experience the world, could hardly resist such provocation. An unprecedented, strange feeling washed over her; it felt far better than when she masturbated. Her wanton breaths filled his ears, her cheeks flushed, and her half-closed, alluring eyes blazed with desire.

Ye Yongchang followed the girl's smooth, rounded abdomen and delicate navel, gradually approaching her most intimate place. The girl collapsed limply onto the bed, a pair of white silk shorts her last line of defense. Ye Yongchang first gently stroked the girl's snow-white, adorable little feet, then rubbed his burning face against them.

Next came her smooth, firm calves, then her fair thighs, and the girl's heart rose higher and higher with his caresses.

Suddenly, the girl felt a chill in her lower body. He had pulled down her wet shorts, revealing her round, plump buttocks against her slender waist. Ye Yongchang parted her thighs, gazing at her alluring genitals.

Ping Weina knew her genitals were being looked at by her first man, feeling both shy and strangely excited. Her genitals were plump and full, the mons pubis covered in soft pubic hair. Her vulva was full and white, the deep red labia majora parted slightly as her thighs were spread, revealing two brown labia minora. Her clitoris was bright red and large, half-exposed outside the foreskin.

The girl's vaginal fluids had soaked her buttocks and even her anus.

Ye Yongchang first took Ping Weina's swollen, dark red clitoris into his mouth. With each lick, the girl's whole body trembled, and she moaned, "Ah...ah..."

His tongue pressed down to the girl's vaginal opening, slowly rotating inside her vagina, rubbing against the tender flesh and swirling around.

It was Ping Weina's first time receiving oral sex, and her juices flowed freely. She realized how blissful it was to be a girl. The girl felt lightheaded and dizzy. Forgetting her shyness, she desperately thrust her large, white buttocks forward, bringing her thick labia close to Ye Yongchang's mouth so his tongue could penetrate deeper. The

girl felt a burning heat in her vagina, her eyes, filled with desire, gazing tenderly at the man between her legs. Her face flushed slightly with shyness, she thrust her large buttocks forward, rubbing her labia and vulva against his mouth.

Ye Yongchang's penis was swollen to its limit. The girl stared at his erect penis, aroused by excessive excitement, and her heart fluttered with desire, feeling a little flustered.

The young girl lovingly extended her slender fingers, pinched the foreskin, and pulled it back, revealing the bright red, round glans.

Ping Weina's fair cheeks flushed with desire, her breathing heavy.

Excitedly, she pinched the foreskin and moved it up and down; a little clear fluid seeped from the urethral opening in the center of the glans, and the engorged penis trembled gently.

Ye Yongchang breathed heavily with excitement, "Good sister, I can't take it anymore, come quickly..."

Ping Weina looked at him shyly, obediently nodded, and the girl's delicate body fell back onto the bed, her long, slender, white legs spread wide, displaying her alluring beauty.

Ye Yongchang, his thick, erect penis, rubbed against the girl's vulva a few times before finally penetrating her vagina little by little. "Oh...ah...so comfortable...so deep..."

The girl hugged Ye Yongchang tightly from below. He felt as if his large penis was soaking in a hot spring, enveloped by soft, wet flesh, and he couldn't help but slowly begin to thrust.

With this penetration, the desire that had been pent up inside her for so long erupted. The girl felt a surge of heat throughout her body, waves of desire spreading from her vagina like tides, one after another. She felt as if she were being electrocuted, and streams of heat gushed from her lower body. The girl's slender waist twisted and turned, her face flushed, her breathing rapid, and hot breath puffed from her nostrils.

Ping Weina moaned passionately in his ear, then raised her head and kissed his mouth with her fragrant lips, her delicate tongue darting into his mouth.

The girl's legs were tightly wrapped around Ye Yongchang's waist, her plump white buttocks swaying incessantly. This movement allowed his penis to penetrate even deeper, giving him unparalleled pleasure and comfort with each thrust.

He excitedly began to thrust with all his might. The girl's pretty, delicate cheeks were flushed with rosy hues, and her two plump buttocks eagerly met the man's large penis as it throbbed. The girl's round, snow-white arms wrapped around his waist, and she kept moaning, "Brother... um... oh... mmm... so comfortable..."

Encouraged, he thrust even more vigorously into the girl's warm, moist, and enchanting flesh cave, his buttocks rising and falling, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

Ping Weina swayed her slender waist and swayed her ample hips seductively, her fair cheeks flushed a vibrant red as the penis thrust in and out. Her petal-like lips parted repeatedly, her breath sweet as orchids, her eyes alluring, emitting soft moans that sounded almost like sobs: "Ah!...Little sister, it feels so good..."

Her large, white breasts swayed back and forth. The young couple stayed up all night, until dawn. Ping Weina reached three orgasms, and Ye Yongchang ejaculated twice. They reluctantly parted at cockcrow. The next day, as dawn broke, the young couple left the inn and inquired about news. They arrived at the southern suburbs of Nanjing Prefecture, and decided to visit the county government office first.

The county government office was located in the western part of the inner city. They presented their identification to the gatekeepers, who, recognizing them as officials from Nanjing Prefecture, respectfully ushered them inside to report to the county magistrate.

The man here, surnamed Zhang, was short in stature, with a pointed face and bright black eyes. He wore casual clothes, a spiky hat, a blue hood, and a blue robe with a belt around his waist. He had a sparse, yellowish beard and looked to be around thirty years old. He grinned at Ping Weina and Ye Yongchang, saying, "Excuse me, are you two from the Nanjing Prefectural Government? What brings you here?"

Ping Weina, seeing that the magistrate was very polite, explained their purpose. Magistrate Zhang laughed heartily, "You two have come at the right time. I have an important lead to report to my superiors."

To find out what happens next, we'll continue next time.

(III)
Last time, we talked about Ping Weina and Ye Yongchang visiting Magistrate Zhang of the Southern Suburbs County. Hearing that he had an important lead to report, the two became very nervous and quickly asked what the lead was.

Magistrate Zhang invited them to a secret room in the back hall and explained the details to them.

The day after the lecherous thieves were rescued, just as dawn broke, Wang San, a merchant from the county who was out early to buy goods, spotted two suspicious individuals. One was dressed in night clothes, and the other in death row attire; both were carrying knives. Wang San, finding this strange, secretly followed them.

The two men, in their haste, didn't notice he was being followed. Wang San followed them into Wuhua Mountain, south of the county town. Wang San dared not go any further, knowing that Wuhua Mountain harbored a large bandit stronghold, and that further progress would be dangerous.

So Wang San reported the matter to the yamen (government office). Magistrate Zhang, considering the case serious, was about to report it to his superiors when an official from Nanjing Prefecture arrived.

Magistrate Zhang asked Ping Weina and Ye Yongchang for advice. Ye Yongchang suggested returning to Nanjing Prefecture for help, reporting to Prefect Wang, and then sending troops to wipe out the stronghold. Magistrate Zhang agreed, but the young Ping Weina disagreed. The chivalrous woman had her own ideas; she wanted to first investigate the stronghold at night to see if the two lecherous thieves had truly escaped to Wuhua Mountain.

Ye Yongchang and Magistrate Zhang strongly opposed the idea, but they couldn't help but secretly admire the girl's courage... Unable to persuade her otherwise, they had no choice but to agree. Ye Yongchang suggested that he go with Ping Weina. The girl knew that Ye Yongchang cared about her, but she also knew his martial arts skills and was afraid that something might happen to him. So she said to Ye Yongchang,

"I'll go alone. You stay here and keep watch. If I don't come back within two days, it means something has happened. You must immediately report to Prefect Wang."

Ye Yongchang knew he couldn't persuade Ping Weina, so he had no choice but to agree. Magistrate Zhang prepared a sumptuous meal and a guest room for the girl so that she could rest well. Ping Weina ate her fill and slept soundly until the third watch of the night. She washed her face, prepared her night clothes and weapon pouch, and crept stealthily into the courtyard. She listened carefully and saw that Ye Yongchang in the next room was sleeping soundly without making a sound.

Ping Weina tiptoed onto the roof and peeked into the courtyard. She saw scattered lights and constables patrolling the area. The young woman slung her sword behind her back, thinking, "I hope I can successfully gather information this time." With that, she leaped out and hurried towards Wuhua Mountain.

Ping Weina left the southern suburbs of the county town to search for the bandits' lair on Wuhua Mountain. She had never been here before and couldn't even tell which way was which. Where could she begin? She wondered, "Wuhua Mountain is so vast, where could the bandits' stronghold be?"

Once inside the mountain, the young woman focused on finding bright lights, because where there were lights, there were people, and the brightest light indicated where the bandits were.

Ping Weina looked northwest and saw a reddish glow there. "Hmm, that's probably it," she thought. With that, the young woman jumped down and dashed off.

But after walking only two miles, she suddenly saw a dark shadow flash before her eyes, startling her. She quickly dropped to the ground.

The dark figure was quite close to Ping Weina, and it seemed she had been discovered. The girl thought to herself, "This is bad. My exploration of the mountains is a secret; I can't let anyone find out, especially the bandits in the mountains, otherwise I won't be able to do anything. This dark figure must be a sentry in the mountains, probably going back to report. I have to catch him, or it will ruin my important plans."

Thinking this, the girl stood up again, bent down, and chased after him. The dark figure was not far from Ping Weina, appearing and disappearing, but no matter how hard the girl chased, she couldn't catch up.

The girl was sweating, but she was unwilling to give up: "I'm not an ordinary person! My father is also a hero among men. No, I must catch him!"

The girl gritted her teeth and mustered all her strength, but still couldn't catch up. Later, the dark figure disappeared, and she couldn't find him anywhere. Just

as Ping Weina was getting anxious, she heard someone coughing ahead, followed by voices. The girl slipped behind a tree and looked ahead. Red lights were flashing, someone was clearing the way, and a group of people were following behind.

The leader was an old man with a white beard, carrying a steel knife on his back. Behind him followed more than thirty henchmen, all carrying torches. They talked and laughed. The young woman wondered, "What are these thieves doing instead of sleeping? They must have a secret. I have to follow them and see what they're up to!"

Thinking this, Ping Weina forgot about chasing the shadowy figures earlier and saw the torches flashing as they headed straight for the back mountain.

Soon, they arrived at a courtyard. The group went inside, leaving a few henchmen to guard the entrance.

Ping Weina saw a building in the courtyard, surrounded by trees. A moment later, lights came on upstairs, and shadowy figures moved about; the group had probably gone upstairs.

The young woman thought, "I'll go in too, see what they're doing. Maybe they have news of the lecherous thieves." She didn't dare go through the main gate and turned to the east side. There, she saw a stone wall more than ten feet high, and both sides were quiet; there wasn't a soul in sight.

Ping Weina bent down, tiptoed up the wall, braced herself against the top, and peered into the courtyard. The courtyard was paved with stones, and many flowers and plants grew along the walls. Although it was night, the evening breeze carried their fragrance, creating a truly idyllic atmosphere.

Just in case, the girl took out a talisman from her pouch, threw it to the ground, and, finding no ambush or dogs, relaxed. She then leaped into the courtyard and headed straight for the central building.

Upon reaching it, she saw how beautifully it was built! Three stories high, divided into eight sides, it was exquisitely crafted. The foundation was made of stone, over three feet high, with carved stone railings. Outside, there were bright red pillars, upturned eaves, and antique decorations resembling chicken and bird feathers.

Ping Weina took out a piece of rosin from her pouch, crushed it into powder, and rubbed some on her palms and the soles of her shoes. To prevent slipping, the girl pressed the tip of her tongue against her upper palate, swayed her slender waist, and leaped to the third floor. A corridor, more than four feet wide, circled the third floor, with wooden railings painted green and red.

The girl landed on the corridor, crouched down, caught her breath, and stood up after calming herself. She licked a hole in the window paper with the tip of her tongue and peered into the room: Wow, the room was truly magnificent! Above was the ceiling, with a glass lamp hanging in the center, lit by a candle. The light reflected off the jewels made it exceptionally bright.

This one lamp was more powerful than hundreds of candles. Even if a needle fell from the ground, it could be seen clearly. Facing south were eight gilded screens, each carved with flowers, dazzling the eye when illuminated by the lamplight. The thieves who had entered the room were gathered together discussing something, and the girl listened intently.

Before Ping Weina could even hear a single word, she felt a numbness in her shoulder. A sense of foreboding washed over her, and she collapsed limply into someone's arms. Though powerless, she knew she had been acupunctured, but her mind remained clear. Ping Weina felt the person who had acupunctured her reach out, grab her clothing belt, tuck her under her arm, and leap off the building. The girl, carried away, felt the wind rushing past her ears, as if she were in a daze.

Soon, they reached a quiet place and entered a room. The man gently placed Ping Weina on the bed. "Oh! Such a beautiful young girl! My luck is truly good today!"

Oh no, she'd encountered a lecherous thief! Hearing the first lewd remark, Ping Weina was already aroused, but she couldn't move, only waiting for the man's next move. Then, the man brought his face close to the girl's and removed the veil from her face.

Ping Weina finally saw him clearly. He was a young man, not very old, probably around 26 or 27, with a handsome face! The girl couldn't help but admire him. He had a jade-like face and red lips, thick eyebrows and large eyes, handsome and dashing, dressed in black night clothes and carrying a steel knife, but there was a hint of evil in his eyes and brows.

The girl noticed that the man was also looking at her. He saw that the girl on the bed was about 18 years old, with delicate eyebrows, bright eyes, cherry lips and peach-blossom cheeks. Her eyes shone with a charming light, which added a lot of allure to her originally beautiful and dignified appearance. The tight-fitting night clothes could not contain the girl's full and slender figure

. According to the book, this man was the accomplice who rescued the lecherous thief. His name was Chen Tong, and he was also a lecherous thief. Chen Tong's breathing quickened. This girl gave him a feeling of déjà vu, but more than that, he felt a deep-seated temptation.

He looked up and met the girl's bright eyes. Chen Tong found that the girl's expression was not fear, but a slight smile. Her cheeks were flushed, and she looked delicate and beautiful.

Seeing Chen Tong's lustful gaze, Ping Weina felt not anger, but rather a mixture of shyness and delight. Ever since experiencing a man's touch, the girl longed for that feeling again, but she couldn't bear his burning gaze and couldn't help but lower her blushing face.

As soon as she lowered her head, Ping Weina's initial slight shyness turned into a deep blush, her mind racing. Seeing the beauty's expression, Chen Tong understood everything and was overjoyed.

Chen Tong reached out and began to unbutton the girl's clothes. Before him was a sight more beautiful than he could imagine. Ping Weina's clothes were half-open, and although he couldn't see her delicate pink nipples, the half-exposed breasts were enough to intoxicate him, especially as his gaze wandered.

As the trousers were pulled down, her long, shapely legs came into view. Just looking at her slightly flushed, snow-white skin ignited Chen Tong's burning desire. Her eyebrows were delicate and her skin was like a pool of autumn water, her white skin was filled with a burning desire. Her fairy-like, pure and elegant appearance made Chen Tong's lower body erupt like a volcano. Blood rushed into his body, and his penis instantly reached its highest point, making a tent in his pants.

Seeing the reaction in Chen Tong's pants, Ping Weina's pretty face turned even redder, and a soft, delicate moan escaped her cherry lips:

"What are you doing? Don't come any closer!"

The girl said this, but her watery eyes involuntarily looked up, making Chen Tong's lust even stronger. He took a deep breath and began to undress and pull down his pants right in front of the girl. Ping Weina was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground, but when Chen Tong's erect penis came into view, the beautiful girl couldn't help but gasp. That penis was so much bigger than Ye Yongchang's!

With a heart full of trepidation, Ping Weina nervously awaited his next move. The alluring young woman on the bed drew Chen Tong's gaze like a magnet; her youthful energy captivated him. He swallowed hard, his eyes glued to her. The beautiful woman lay sprawled on the bed, her captivating eyes gazing at him. Her alluring breasts, half-concealed and half-revealed, swayed gently with her soft breaths, a beauty that was utterly intoxicating.

He coughed lightly and stripped himself naked. Ping Weina on the bed was like a lotus emerging from the water, a flower in full bloom. Her long, black hair cascaded down, making her fair and translucent skin appear even more radiant. Especially alluring was the faint, seductive blush on her snow-white skin. Her beautiful eyes were sparkling, her long eyelashes delicate and graceful—truly captivating.

Chen Tong always observed before acting. His gaze slowly traveled down Ping Weina's snow-white skin. Her slender, delicate neck was like a finely sculpted jade, graceful and long, perfectly integrated with her body. Her pair of beautiful, full breasts, trembling slightly with her breath, stood proudly and undisguisedly, plump and round, disproportionate to her age. Her slender waist accentuated the roundness of her hips.

Ping Weina watched Chen Tong's lustful gaze wander over her body. This lecherous look made the young girl both afraid and ashamed. Chen Tong reached out and untied the bodice beneath her nightgown, revealing a pair of white, tender breasts that sprang out like two large white porcelain bowls, topped with two purple grapes.

Her completely naked body was as alluring as fine jade. Her beautiful eyes rippled with desire, and her long, snow-white thighs were smooth and delicate. Seeing herself stripped naked, Ping Weina felt both joy and shame.

To the girl's surprise, Chen Tong casually released his pressure points. Her body, now out of control, twisted her slender waist. Her alabaster-white body, with its alluring and seductive posture, was irresistible to Chen Tong.

Although he, a notorious womanizer, had slept with many young women and wives, he had never seen such a beautiful girl before. Chen Tong forcefully squeezed Ping Weina's two round, firm breasts. Seeing such a captivating beauty beneath him, he lay down on the girl's full, white flesh and began to kiss her passionately.

The girl lay limply on the bed, her breath sweet and fragrant. Her beautiful eyes narrowed into slits as she felt Chen Tong's lips powerfully sucking on her sensitive nipples. Her body trembled with excitement. "Mmm...oh...so good...so comfortable..."

Chen Tong used all his skills, his tongue licking across the girl's beautiful body, tracing her smooth, white skin, and burying itself in her alluring private parts beneath her flat stomach.

In that soft, mysterious patch of pubic hair, his tongue, glistening with lubricating saliva, swiftly traced the girl's soft, plump labia. Ping Weina, her sensitive spot stimulated, cried out in excitement, "Ah, ah..."

Ping Weina, her eyes half-open, watched Chen Tong straddle her two snow-white thighs, his tongue moving in and out of her tender, sensitive vulva. Her heart fluttered wildly; she bit her lip, murmuring softly, twisting her full, white body, fully enjoying the pleasure Chen Tong's lips and tongue brought her.

At this moment, the girl forgot her shame; her long, flowing hair cascaded over her snow-white shoulders, obscuring most of her beautiful face, leaving only her two large, watery eyes half-closed, gazing at Chen Tong with a seductive light.

Chen Tong turned her over, spreading her snow-white, plump thighs, and made her kneel on the bed. The lustful fluid secreted from her vulva, mixed with his saliva, flowed down her tender thighs. This lewd scene caused Chen Tong's large penis to swell to its peak.

Chen Tong parted the girl's wet labia, gently stroking her pink clitoris with his other hand.

He lifted Ping Weina onto his body, grasped his erect, thick penis, and slowly inserted it into her parted vagina.

The girl watched as Chen Tong's large penis spread her delicate labia and entered, the intoxicating sensation causing her to lower herself until the head of his penis pushed open her cervix and penetrated her uterus.

"Ah...so big...it's all the way in..." The fullness and satisfaction made the girl moan softly.

At this moment, Ping Weina completely surrendered herself to the position of a wanton girl. This exciting and stimulating feeling both loved and feared her. With a scream, the girl arched her back, her full, white breasts rising high, her hands pressing against Chen Tong's legs, her plump, white buttocks thrusting up and down forcefully, the "sizzling" sounds echoing throughout the room.

The girl was no longer passive; she was taking the initiative. Chen Tong lay on the bed, enjoying the sight of the beautiful woman on top of him, her expression one of wanton lust: her eyes were languid, her teeth clenched, her full, white body heaving wildly, her breasts bouncing joyfully, creating waves of flesh. Chen Tong reached out and embraced her slender waist.

Just as the two were enjoying themselves inside, a pair of lustful eyes peered at them from outside the door. Who was this person? We'll find out next time.

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