Nine chapters of the teaching method of "No Meat, No Life" by Shui Yao'er

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Teaching Methods

Chapter One

"Ah Zheng, congratulations on becoming a teacher at our school!" A young girl, her face beaming with youthful smiles, whispered her words amidst a sea of flowers, presenting a bouquet to a newly appointed male teacher on the podium as a representative of the new students.

"Thank you." A handsome, elegant face behind frameless glasses wore a faint smile.

Night

"Ah Zheng, isn't it a waste of your talent to graduate with a master's degree and not stay at the university to be a mere school nurse?" A beautiful girl, as radiant as the morning sun, wrapped her arms around Fang Zheng's neck and kissed him affectionately on the cheek.

Fang Zheng pinched her cheek and turned her towards him, then gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. "Wouldn't it be good to be by your side, protecting you? That way I can see my precious Xiao Wu every day."

Yan Xiwu felt a sweet warmth in her heart upon hearing this, and nestled against the large, British-style bed, hugging Fang Zheng's head.

"Xiao Wu, is this alright…" The newly made high school uniform shirt was half-open, the deep red tie hanging to one side, revealing Yan Xiwu's white lace bra and half of her round, snowy breasts.
She turned her face away, frowning, and said, "Don't ask me about these things."

"Sorry, then I'll make the decision." Fang Zheng pulled out a pair of white lace panties matching her bra from under her navy blue pleated skirt. Yan Xiwu's small hands awkwardly covered her private parts.

"You're letting me make the decision and you're still covering yourself? We can't do it like this." Fang Zheng gently pried her hands open, revealing her snow-white skin and dark pubic hair, the pink flesh glistening slightly beneath.

His slender fingers probed the entrance, eliciting a shy moan from the girl, "It's already wet." He smiled.

Although they had known each other for over ten years, before this, they had only ever been on the edge of the line, promising each other that on the day Yan Xiwu entered high school, they would become each other's true lovers.

"Ah..." His nimble fingers made Yan Xiwu scream repeatedly. "Silly girl, keep your voice down, the neighbors will hear."

"I'm sorry, but as soon as Zheng touches me, I can't help but want to scream." Yan Xiwu propped herself up, cupped Fang Zheng's face, and kissed him. "This way, you won't make a sound, right?"

As their tongues intertwined, Fang Zheng's fingers once again slipped into that untouched, tight cave, his long fingers rotating inside, constantly stimulating her sensitive spots on her fleshy walls. She

turned to release her burning desire, which had longed for that warm nest for so long.

The passionate kiss deepened, and she grasped his penis, moaning softly, "Zheng, come in quickly, let Xiaowu become Zheng's woman completely."

The pink rose petal-like flesh of the sixteen-year-old girl excited Fang Zheng immensely. She was so innocent, so beautiful, so delicate. Apart from him, her emotions were almost a blank sheet of paper, and all the melodies were composed by him.

This flawless, exquisite face was right in front of him. He had waited for over a decade, longed for it for almost ten, and finally, he could completely possess her. How could he not be excited, not thrilled!

His thick, long penis, glistening with nectar at the entrance of her flower-like opening, was thrust deeply into that long-awaited, tender orifice. The delicate flower-like opening tore open, stains of blood marking her coming of age.
"Ah Zheng, it hurts so much..." she screamed, arching her back beneath him, her head thrown back. Only after she had adjusted to his size did she dare to fully push her erect penis inside.

Fang Zheng was instantly lost in this beautiful, mysterious valley, thrusting with all his might. "It hurts, it hurts, Ah Zheng, this... is too intense..."

Her opening was narrow and tight, and it was her first time; the sight of her bleeding opening only amplified the perverse satisfaction in him. He took her sobbing lips into his mouth, swallowing her dissatisfaction, and gradually slowed his thrusts, no longer pumping incessantly.

Yan Xiwu wrapped her arms around his neck, a few tears of happiness rolling down her cheeks. Sixteen years of chastity, given to the one she loved, was so unforgettable. Her

snow-white breasts swayed with each thrust beneath her shirt, her skirt rising and falling with the undulations. Yan Xiwu was being tormented by Fang Zheng's thrusts, her vagina clenching so tightly that Fang Zheng gritted his teeth, large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Xiao Wu, relax, if you're too tight, you'll ejaculate prematurely..." Fang Zheng had no choice but to pause his thrusts, spreading her legs wide and rubbing against her.

After a while, she was aroused, panting softly, and couldn't help but clamor, "Move, move faster..."

Fang Zheng had looked forward to this day for so long, and being in the prime of his youth, he wished he could thrust himself entirely into her body and never withdraw.

"No, it's too tight, I'm going to cum...uh..." His hot, throbbing member was clenched so tightly it went numb. Unable to hold back any longer, he thrust deeply inside, opening his glans and ejaculating his thick semen.

Fang Zheng collapsed onto her, and Yan Xiwu complained softly, "It hurt so much, Zheng." He rubbed her lower abdomen, his face full of apology. "Sorry, I'll be gentler next time."

"Was this Zheng's first time?" Yan Xiwu turned over, her large, watery eyes looking at him innocently.

Fang Zheng coughed awkwardly. "Yeah, sort of..."

"I'm so happy!" Yan Xiwu smiled joyfully. How could she not be happy? For so many years, Zheng had remained chaste for her; he was a devoted man, one in a hundred.

"Let's do it again." She kissed his nose, her lower abdomen rubbing against his member. His limp member instantly became erect. She giggled, grasping his member and pushing it into her body.

Fang Zheng, still brimming with desire after his first sexual experience, rolled her over and pressed her down, gently thrusting in and out until her nectar flowed freely. Then, he thrust hard and deeply, penetrating her tender core, completely plunging her into his flower.

That night, the two lovers lost count of how many times they rose and fell, exchanging their love juices with each other in their repeated climaxes. As
the passion subsided, they both collapsed, exhausted, their limbs intertwined in each other's arms. Her face was buried in his chest, and she fell into a blissful sleep.
"Oh dear, it's already noon. I have to hurry home. Mom will be back from her business trip this afternoon," Yan Xiwu said, glancing at the alarm clock and quickly jumping out of Fang Zheng's arms.

Fang Zheng got up, put on his t-shirt, and headed to the kitchen. "Don't rush, eat before you go."

"No, no, I'm going home. Don't see me off, or Mom will see me. I'll just take a taxi downstairs." The girl had given the order, and he had no choice but to obey. Luckily, he had a few of her clothes at home; otherwise, how would she have gotten back to her school uniform stained with blood and bodily fluids?

"I'm leaving. Be good at home, okay?" Yan Xiwu kissed Fang Zheng's cheek and hurriedly ran out. Fang Zheng stood at the door, helplessly watching the little figure disappear into the distance.
"Mommy, you're back!" Just in time. After a quick shower and changing into a high-necked shirt, Yan Xiwu heard the door open and immediately opened it to greet her mother.
"Sweetie, look what Mommy brought you!" Liu Rumei gave her beloved daughter a big hug as she entered.

A cute teddy bear. Yan Xiwu nodded with satisfaction. Liu Rumei was a dancer. Time and childbirth hadn't robbed her of her right to dance. At thirty-eight, she possessed the delicate figure of a woman in her twenties; age had only added to her charm.

"Baby, why are you walking like that?" Liu Rumei put down her luggage. "Oh dear, there was a dance performance at the entrance ceremony yesterday, and I accidentally twisted my ankle. It's okay, I'll be fine tomorrow." Yan Xiwu had no choice but to lie. Liu Rumei was heartbroken and immediately found some ointment and a physiotherapy device for her to use. Yan Xiwu made an excuse that she was hungry to brush it off.

Chapter Two

On the first day of formal classes, Fang Zheng parked his car at the corner downstairs from Yan Xiwu's house, waiting for his beloved girl to come downstairs to go to school together.

Soon, he saw the little girl rushing down, looking around to scout out the enemy situation before running towards him.

"Didn't I tell you not to rush? Take your time next time." Fang Zheng stroked her long hair and said affectionately. "Give me my school uniform quickly, have you washed all the bloodstains off?"
Fang Zheng pulled a brand new school uniform from his bag. He wouldn't tell her that he had already stored the school uniform stained with her virgin blood at the bottom of his trunk.

Yan Xiwu climbed to the back seat to change her clothes,

then climbed back to pick up the cake and milk Fang Zheng had bought for her and began to eat them with relish.

"Report! Teacher Fang,

Yan Xiwu suddenly has a stomachache, and it seems to be hurting a lot." Wang Yaqian helped Yan Xiwu, who was clutching her stomach and wincing in pain, into the infirmary.

Fang Zheng, who was entering student health records into the computer, turned his swivel chair around. "I understand. Please help her onto the bed. I'll handle the rest. You can go back to class now."

Wang Yaqian helped Yan Xiwu onto the bed, covered her with a blanket, patted her hand, and whispered with a wink, "I'll come over and bring you something delicious during lunch break."
"Teacher Fang, my stomach hurts so much..." Yan Xiwu swayed under the blanket. When Fang Zheng approached and lifted the blanket, she revealed her mischievous face, blinked, and said, "Zheng's baby is about to be born!"

Fang Zheng sighed, "You're really being silly. I'm very busy right now and don't have time to skip class with you." Yan Xiwu grabbed Fang Zheng's white coat and said sweetly, "I'm not skipping class, I'm learning about physiology and hygiene from you."

She spread her legs, her white panties looking even more alluring under her black sheer stockings.

"Go to sleep, I'm going to work." Fang Zheng turned around, pulled out his swivel chair, and sat back down at his computer desk

. As soon as he sat down, Yan Xiwu plopped down on him, hugging his neck and acting coquettishly, her little bottom rubbing against his erection. "Don't do that," Fang Zheng said breathlessly, his hot penis hardening after her friction.

Yan Xiwu snuggled against him, "If you promise to do it here with me, I'll stop." "This isn't the time for this. You're a student, you should be back in class." Fang Zheng turned his face away, hiding his desire with his glasses.

"You're already like this, and you still say no? Ah Zheng is so dishonest!" Her small hand covered his erection, and he could feel the heat through his pants. Her
nimble little bottom swayed back and forth on him, and Fang Zheng, stimulated beyond measure, had no choice but to compromise and say they would only do it once, carrying her back to the bed.

The two snuggled close together on the small bed, Fang Zheng's large hand caressing her breasts through her shirt, one hand touching her thigh through her stockings.

"Ah Zheng, tear the stockings."

The torn stockings hanging on her legs made her look even more lewd. He ripped open the stockings at her private parts, pulled her panties aside, and rubbed her clitoris.

"Xiao Wu, this is so lewd." He licked her earlobe. "Ah Zheng, put your hot cock into Xiao Wu's flower hole..."

Fang Zheng swallowed. When did this girl learn to say such things? But he seemed to enjoy it. He unzipped his pants, took out his cock, and thrust it in with a "plop."
"So big, so full!" Yan Xiwu gritted her teeth to suppress her scream. "Xiao Wu's body is so sensitive." He held her legs and thrust in and out with varying depths.

"So comfortable, so comfortable, Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng..." The thick, long cock pounded straight into her flower hole, each thrust harder than the last, making her feel full and satisfied with every one.
"Xiao Wu, my Xiao Wu..."

Fang Zheng's hard, thick member was inside Yan Xiwu's tender little hole, squeezed painfully by the tight flesh. Each thrust of the large mushroom head caused a mix of soreness and pleasure, so he increased the intensity, making Yan Xiwu scream repeatedly.

"Idiot, don't be so loud, people outside will hear."

"But Zheng's thing is so big, it feels so good." Yan Xiwu winked playfully. Her body was incredibly sensitive; even just physical contact with Fang Zheng aroused her.

Fang Zheng spread her legs wide apart, kneeling between them and thrusting in. She couldn't resist, biting her school uniform tie, groaning silently.
Yan Xiwu's upper body was intact, but her pleated skirt was flipped up, revealing her pale skin through tattered black stockings. Her private parts were exposed, her pink flower hole being repeatedly thrust into by the thick, purplish-red member.

This scene aroused Fang Zheng's lust. He spread her legs almost parallel with both hands and thrust into her with great force. Her tender hole quickly became red and swollen from the penetration, and Fang Zheng nearly ejaculated from the intense pleasure.

It was unsafe in the infirmary; the door couldn't be locked. He was afraid of being seen, yet he was inside the beautiful woman, unwilling to pull out—the sensation was truly irresistible.

Yan Xiwu heard the footsteps of the discipline director inspecting the classes in the corridor, and her flower hole tightened, releasing a large amount of juice.

Fang Zheng also heard the footsteps. Afraid she would cry out, he pressed down and kissed her small mouth, which was holding her tie. The tie was pulled aside, and the two engaged in a passionate French kiss.

Juice splattered between their collisions. He quickened his pace, seeking release, his tongue sucking on the sweet, fragrant mouth of the lovely woman, his large hands squeezing her breasts, reaching his climax, and ejaculating his semen into her flower-like hole.

"Ah Zheng, I want more..." The girl, drool still dripping from the corner of her mouth, clenched her penis, which had been softening, and it instantly became erect again.

Fang Zheng pressed down on her lower abdomen and pulled his penis out with a "plop." "No, only once." He prepared to pull up his pants.

She wasn't about to let him go. Taking advantage of his movement, she pushed him down, grabbed his penis, and sat on it. "Uh... Xiao Wu, don't be so willful." The door to the infirmary opened with a "whoosh."
"I heard that Yan Xiwu, a classmate of ours, fainted during chemistry class?" The homeroom teacher, Su Yi, strode in.

"Ah, it's Teacher Su." Fang Zheng walked out from behind the sky-blue screen. "Teacher Fang, how is she?" Su Yi's voice became very soft and charming when she saw Fang Zheng, with a hint of shyness.

Fang Zheng smiled politely, "She's not too bad now. She probably ate something unclean. She took some medicine and is sleeping now." Looking at the pretty face sleeping soundly under the covers, Su Yi
felt a pang of displeasure: "This child has been going to the infirmary a lot lately. I'm starting to suspect she's using it as an excuse to skip class." She then turned to Fang Zheng and said gently, "As her homeroom teacher, I'm very concerned about every student, but... Yan Xiwu isn't faking illness, is she?"

"How could she? I heard she was admitted on a government scholarship and is at the top of her class. Girls are probably more delicate," Fang Zheng quickly defended his little girl.
Su Yi turned to look at Yan Xiwu on the bed again, "Hmm, looking at it this way..."

Her face seemed flushed, and she looked quite sweaty. Perhaps girls are more delicate. Oh dear, Teacher Fang, I also feel dizzy…”
As she spoke, she leaned against Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng frowned, straightening her body away from his. “Teacher Su, the bell has rung. You should go to class.”
Hearing the bell, Su Yi stomped her foot in annoyance and swayed her hips affectedly as she walked out of the infirmary.

Chapter 3

“She’s so old and still not married, and I heard she doesn’t even have a boyfriend. She must be sexually frustrated, using a vibrator and dildo to bring herself to orgasm every night!” Yan Xiwu changed her stockings and lay on the edge of the bed, biting into the takeout hamburger Fang Zheng had ordered for lunch.

Fang Zheng almost spat out the green tea he had just drunk. “Where did you learn all this?” Yan Xiwu ignored her and continued talking to herself, “It must be like that. Women like that have huge desires. Maybe even a vibrator can’t satisfy them. They’d have to find two male prostitutes at once to fuck their holes until they’re ruined!” Yan

Xiwu had just squinted at Su Yi, who was making advances towards her Ah Zheng, and felt extremely annoyed! She resentfully thought that this old woman couldn't be satisfied even with a cucumber; she had to beg a man every day to stuff her with his thick, big thing until she died.

The man sitting in the swivel chair knew that his little girl was sulking, so he didn't dare say a word for Su Yi. If he upset this little girl, he would be in deep trouble. Besides, he didn't even like that Teacher Su; let her fantasize and curse as she pleased.

After school, Yan Xiwu had promised her friend Li Jiayi that she would stay overnight at her house. At first, Li Jiayi said that her parents were traveling and couldn't return in time, and her aunt had to go home for something. She had told her mother that she wouldn't be going home that night and would call Li Jiayi when she arrived at her house.

When she arrived at Li's house that night, Li Jiayi's parents had already returned. Yan Xiwu felt it was inconvenient, so she called... Fang Zheng thought she would be staying at a classmate's house tonight, so he accepted his colleague's invitation to dinner and couldn't refuse.

Yan Xiwu, bored, took a taxi home. Just as she entered, she was about to call for her mother when she heard a man's voice that didn't belong in her house.

Standing in the entryway, she caught a glimpse of a pair of men's sneakers on the floor. She gently closed the door and slowly walked into the house barefoot.

The bathroom door was ajar. Her beautiful mother, Liu Rumei, was being pinned against the bathroom wall by a man, being penetrated from behind in a standing position, being thrust into her with intense pleasure.

The man behind her was tall, with clearly defined muscles and a very firm buttocks. From his chestnut-brown short hair and the silver earrings gleaming in his eardrums, it was easy to tell that he wasn't very old, probably quite young.

The man, with his enormous penis, pressed against Liu Rumei's firm, pert buttocks, thrusting into her hard. The woman's front was lying on the cold... The wall was pressed against her back, her breasts deformed by the man's movements, her erect nipples rubbing against the textured tiles.

Yan Xiwu stood frozen in shock, covering her mouth, speechless. It was the first time she had witnessed real lovemaking, and the shock stemmed from the fact that the woman present was her mother.

The man withdrew his penis, preparing to change positions. Just as her mother was about to turn around and see her, Yan Xiwu silently moved away.

Inexplicably, she didn't leave, nor did she return to her own room. Instead, she slipped into her mother Liu Rumei's bedroom, opened the closet, and crawled inside.

The European-style pine closet had several rows of small, openwork decorations in the middle, offering Yan Xiwu a visual liberation. A moment later, the bedroom door was kicked open, and the man, holding Liu Rumei, lay naked on the bed.

The man sat up, and Yan Xiwu was surprised to find that this man... Oh no, this boy was Yu Fei, a senior in her school and the president of the dance club!

Yu Fei was a celebrity in the whole school. His musicals and modern dances had won world-class youth group awards. His father, Yu Shaofeng, was the president of the famous Yu Yang Group. The school's strict rules against dyeing hair and wearing jewelry were completely ignored by him, not even worth a second glance.

Yan Xiwu couldn't understand why such a person had suddenly appeared in her house and was doing this kind of thing with her dear mother.

Liu Rumei was already so engrossed in Yu Fei's actions that she had no idea that her own daughter was watching her romantic affair from the closet. All she knew was that the vigorous young boy on top of her was thrusting into her tirelessly.

She met Yu Fei through dance. She was asked to be a temporary choreographer, and the dance won an award. Yu Fei also successfully climbed into her bed.

"Baby, you taste so good!" Yu Fei kissed her earlobe, swaying his hips as he sincerely praised her.

Liu Rumei snorted, "Don't coax me, I'm almost old enough to be your mother, ah, be gentle!" Yu Fei thrust hard, dissatisfied, "If you want to be my mother, fine, let me suckle your milk, I'll be your mother if I have milk." "

As he spoke, he pinched her full breasts with both hands, squeezing her dark red nipples until they stood erect. He lowered his head and sucked hard on her nipples, as if he really wanted to suck some milk from them before he would be satisfied.

"I've never actually tasted my mother's milk. I don't even remember what her breasts looked like. Your breasts are so fragrant and soft, I love them so much..." the boy murmured, his head buried in her chest.
The smacking sounds of her sucking made Yan Xiwu, who was peeking from the closet, feel her pretty face burning. She felt her body getting hot and her heart burning with desire. She quietly pulled down her pantyhose, pulled her underwear to the side, and inserted a slender middle finger.

Yu Fei picked up Liu Rumei, and her long, beautiful legs wrapped around his waist. She sat on him, making it convenient for him to suckle.

"Slut, let me fuck you hard!" "Besides his bad temper, the young Yu Fei also had a penchant for making crude jokes in bed, the more vulgar and obscene the better, completely contradicting his usual arrogant demeanor. When

Liu Rumei didn't respond, he stopped, stuck in a limbo, and finally had to give in, pleading hesitantly, 'Fei, fuck me, fuck me hard…'

Hearing this, Yu Fei was like adding fuel to the fire, growling as he thrust his thick penis deep into her, filling her emptiness completely.

Liu Rumei's husband, Yan Xiwu's father Yan Su, had been dead for many years. The beautiful Liu Rumei had no shortage of suitors, but she had never truly recovered from the grief of losing her husband until she met this boy who was ten years younger than her.

Women of taste prefer to engage in deep pampering, such as ovarian and vaginal care." Her diligent skincare routine resulted in her maintaining the firmness and elasticity of a woman in her twenties at the age of thirty-eight.

Yu Fei had been with many women, but none truly satisfied him. He found virgin schoolgirls too immature, and mature, wanton women too dirty. The moment he saw Liu Rumei, his breath caught in his throat. He was captivated by her elegant aura as she corrected her dance moves.

His large glans pressed firmly against her delicate flower core. Liu Rumei let out a long, short scream.

Yu Fei rubbed against her for a few moments, feeling the warm, sweet juices pouring into the glans, seeping in through the crevice. The sensation was incredibly pleasurable. His penis, now several times thicker from the stimulation, slowly retreated before thrusting in again, making her body jerk and slap loudly.

"Mei'er, is it good for me to fuck you, hmm? Is it good?" He bit her nipple, thrusting his hips upwards relentlessly.

Tears welled in Liu Rumei's eyes; she was being fucked so hard she could barely open them, and could only softly reply, "So good, so incredibly good..."

"Will you let me fuck you again? How should I fuck you? Hmm?" "Fuck me however you like, Mei'er likes you fucking me..."

Yu Fei pressed her down, pulled her legs up and pressed them against his chest, his penis thrusting in hard, his body pressing down on her legs, pounding and thrusting relentlessly until he reached the depths of her flower palace and hit the walls of her flower pot.

The endless sounds of lovemaking filled the room, Liu Rumei's flower hole was being fucked inside out by the eighteen-year-old boy, her flower palace completely invaded by him.

"Fei, I can't take it anymore, hurry up and cum..." Liu Rumei whimpered softly. "No, I haven't fucked enough yet, fuck me a little longer, or I'll fuck you five more times, otherwise you won't be able to sleep!"

Fuck me five more times? Then she wouldn't have to get up tomorrow and would have to spend the whole night in bed! Liu Rumei thought that tomorrow was the weekend, and she didn't know what time her daughter would be back. She couldn't let her daughter see her looking so listless, so she simply didn't urge him to finish quickly and let him

do as he pleased. Her nipples were swollen from his biting, but he still licked and kissed them with relish, smacking his lips endlessly. The large bed shook violently from his actions, and Yan Xiwu even wondered if the sturdy solid wood bed would collapse under his ministrations.

Waves of nectar poured onto his large glans, and Yu Fei gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to ejaculate several times. Finally, he instantly killed the urge in her contracting tender flesh during her orgasm. "You slut, you made me cum!" He had no choice but to thrust deeply, inserting his glans into her dilated flower, filling her uterus with his thick semen.

Yu Fei hugged Liu Rumei and fell onto the bed, brushing aside the wet hair on her forehead and kissing her face, thinking to himself, "Women with IUDs are so convenient and worry-free. I can fuck them however I want without worrying about getting pregnant."
But unconsciously, he began to fantasize about their child again, imagining her to be beautiful and adorable. He stroked her smooth back and murmured a promise: "I am an American citizen. We will get married after I turn eighteen."

Liu Rumei desperately needed a family with a man to protect her, so that she wouldn't return from a tiring performance to an empty bedroom. She wanted a strong arm to be a haven for herself and her daughter, but Yu Fei was not the ideal person in her heart.

Hearing this, she was both delighted and surprised.

"Fei, you're still young. Some things aren't as simple as you think." Yu Fei got angry, lifted her chin and looked her straight in the eye. "I'm young, so what I say might not be true. If I say I'll get married, I will. If you're worried about what others think, we can go abroad later."

Seeing her remain silent, he thrust his still-inserted member in and out again. "If you don't agree, I'll fuck you to death. It wouldn't be so bad if we died together!"
When he became impulsive and hot-tempered, she could only coax him. "Don't be angry. If you've thought it through and don't mind my age, why would I object?"

Only then did Yu Fei calm down, giving her a hard kiss on her rosy lips. "Scientific research shows that older women are best suited to men ten or eight years younger. At that age, when they're like wolves and tigers, their passion is at its peak. Finding someone older won't satisfy you at all!"

Liu Rumei playfully slapped his arm, and his waist moved again in response. "Don't come again. Xiaowu doesn't know when she'll be back tomorrow, and you have to leave early. Go to sleep."

"So what if she comes back? I'm not worried about people seeing us.

She can just call me 'Little Daddy,' and I'll give her a big red envelope as a greeting gift." Liu Rumei laughed and kissed his young skin. "You two seem to be from the same school, right? I'm afraid you'll scare her. It's better not to let her know yet. Be good, okay?"

Yu Fei hugged her and pressed his cheek against her chest, saying coquettishly, "Then come to my house tomorrow night to keep me company. My dad is going to a resort with some friends tomorrow and won't be back." He then added, "If you don't agree, I'll keep going."

Liu Rumei had no choice but to nod.

The two of them started making love as soon as they entered the door. Liu Rumei was already exhausted and weak all over. She didn't even take a shower and fell asleep peacefully with the sticky little man in her arms. She slept soundly all night without any dreams.
This was a real hardship for the child huddled in the closet. After a day of classes, running around in the evening, and then spending so much time there, watching a live-action adult film and having a moment of self-gratification, she had a truly miserable night!

Chapter Four

Thankfully, around four or five o'clock, Liu Rumei woke up to her set alarm.

After much coaxing and being forced to release by Yu Fei, she finally got up. Having tasted the sweetness, Yu Fei, feeling refreshed, put his arm around her waist and got into her car.

Yan Xiwu crawled out of the closet, rubbing her sore and numb calves, and tearfully made a phone call to Fang Zheng.

As soon as Fang Zheng's front door opened, she rushed towards him, hugging his neck and sobbing. He was quite startled by her so early in the morning. He carried her into the living room, asking, "What's wrong? What happened?"

She hugged him tighter, raising her head to kiss him. "Zheng, hold me..."

Before he could ask anything, Yan Xiwu didn't give him a chance, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, teasing him relentlessly. Their kiss was loud and rhythmic. His slightly disheveled hair was further tousled by her touch, making him appear even younger without his glasses, his demeanor vastly different, though both were undeniably handsome.

Yan Xiwu pulled down his loose pajama bottoms, taking his slowly erect penis in her hand and kneading it a few times until it was fully awakened.

Fang Zheng pulled up her wrinkled school uniform shirt, pulling one breast from her bra and sucking on it. Yan Xiwu trembled as she pushed the breast deeper into his mouth.
In the heat of the morning, he forgot all about foreplay and thrust his penis in forcefully.

Just as he was about to move, he suddenly stopped, as if remembering something. He picked up the little girl in his arms, walked to the bedroom, and bent down to rummage through the bedside table for something.

Yan Xiwu clung to him, being gently teased by his thrusts. He brought the object to his mouth, tore it open with his teeth, took out a condom, held it between his fingers, lifted her buttocks with one hand, and slipped the condom onto his large penis with the other.

As he thrust again, Yan Xiwu struggled awkwardly, "A-Zheng, I don't like this thing, can't I not wear it?"

"But you'll get pregnant..." Fang Zheng actually wanted her to bear his children, but he couldn't bear it; she was too young, only sixteen, while he was still a child himself.

"What does it matter?

We can just wash up afterwards," Yan Xiwu pouted. "Silly girl, sperm can flow. It's not like washing it off will prevent pregnancy."

The little girl bristled, "Are you afraid that if I get pregnant with your child, it will cause trouble? I'm willing to do anything, but you're so timid and hesitant. It's really disappointing, you coward, you coward!"

She knew that A-Zheng wasn't the kind of irresponsible person. It was just that the shock she experienced last night was too great. Suddenly, she felt like she had lost all her family. If A-Zheng also left her, how would she go on living?

As she spoke, Yan Xiwu covered her face and squatted on the ground, crying like a helpless child separated from her family, which was heartbreaking.

"I love you and cherish you. That's why I don't want you to get pregnant with our child so early. Don't cry, it hurts me. How about this, I'll get my tubal ligation done tomorrow, and I won't need a condom. When you're older, I'll have surgery to get it back." Fang Zheng gently stroked her back and pulled her closer to his arms.

“Ah Zheng…” Yan Xiwu was deeply moved. “Wait for me for two more years. As soon as I go to university, I will marry you. So, Ah Zheng, don’t rush, and don’t leave me, okay?”
Fang Zheng smiled and stroked her long hair. “Don’t say two years, I will wait for twenty years. Xiao Wu is my darling, and I will always be with you.”

Yan Xiwu didn't say what had happened, and Fang Zheng didn't ask. Although he wanted to know everything about her, he also wanted to give her her own private space. He wanted to give her love and care, not forced possession.

Looking at the little girl sleeping peacefully in his arms, he couldn't help but kiss her fair cheek, tighten his arms, and hold her close as they fell asleep together.

When Fang Zheng woke up, he glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table; it was already noon. He picked up his glasses, put them on, and walked out of the bedroom. A warm aroma of rice wafted into his nose as he headed to the kitchen. When he saw the little girl busily working at the stove with a rice scoop, he felt a rush of blood to his head. After showering,

Yan Xiwu threw her wrinkled school uniform, along with Fang Zheng's clothes, into the washing machine. After searching around, she was surprised to find her junior high school uniform in his wardrobe drawer. She pulled it out and put it on. Her stomach was rumbling with hunger, and without even looking in the mirror, she hurried into the kitchen to cook porridge.

She stood in Fang Zheng's open-plan, light gray kitchen, her dark red plaid skirt and white shirt glaringly contrasting. The middle school uniform was a little tight on her; after all, her figure hadn't fully developed yet, and

the plaid skirt stretched right up to her thighs, practically a mini-skirt.

Fang Zheng's blood rushed to his head. He strode forward, pinned her against the marble countertop, and yanked her underwear aside before thrusting his throbbing member in.

The entire sequence of actions took only a few seconds. Yan Xiwu, still holding a rice spoon, hadn't even reacted before the in-and-out thrusting made her moan.
His impulse wasn't just because the school uniform looked sexy on her; Yan Xiwu's middle school years coincided with Fang Zheng's sexually frustrated period.

When she was little, he only felt love and pampering for her. No normal man would have sexual urges or inappropriate thoughts towards a young girl.

But things changed in junior high. Her slightly developing breasts and rounded apple-shaped face became increasingly pointed. Every night she dreamed of that lovely person, and every night the sheets were wet with sweat.

At that time, seeing how hard he was trying to hold back, she wanted to give in to him too. Every time, just before reaching the last line of defense, he would close his eyes, grit his teeth, and push her away each time, running into the bathroom to take a cold shower.
Seeing Yan Xiwu in her junior high school uniform made him feel as if time had turned back, but without any taboos. He thrust his large penis in and out rapidly, without any technique, only a frantic desire.
"Ah Zheng, uh... slower..." Fang Zheng only had her panties left over from last time at home, no bra. The thin gauze shirt wrapped around her round breasts and clung to the marble, her nipples rubbing against the cold countertop, enjoying the contrast of hot and cold.

Fang Zheng reached out and tugged, and the already taut shirt couldn't bear the weight and tore open. He grasped her large breasts, his fingers constantly teasing the nipples, circling them with his fingers.

His violent thrusts stretched her flower-like opening to its limit, his thick, hard penis penetrating her with gusto. The coarse hairs on the shaft rubbed against her petals with each thrust, while his large testicles pounded into her in rhythm.

The man's only regret was fulfilled; beneath him lay a mixture of thirteen and sixteen-year-old appearances. Hearing her moans, his desire for male conquest was perfectly satisfied.

Her juices flowed freely, and Yan Xiwu, lying on the stove, squinted her hazy eyes, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"You deliberately seduced me," he murmured, taking her earlobe into his mouth from behind. "Uh… I didn't…" Yan Xiwu's neck arched back from the stimulation, her lower abdomen twitching as she gripped him tightly.

Fang Zheng, panting heavily, quickened his pace, pulling her waist and slamming her against him. His penis was squeezed so tightly it was almost maddening; he gritted his teeth, barely managing not to ejaculate.
"Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng..." Yan Xiwu's position lying on the marble slab wasn't comfortable. It was cool in front and hot and swollen behind, the large thing inside driving her crazy.
A massive wave crashed over her, and she couldn't withstand the overwhelming stimulation any longer. She convulsed and reached her climax, her face pressed against the cold marble slab, unable to move.
Fang Zheng pulled one of her legs up to his waist, penetrating even deeper as she desperately clenched her climax. At this moment, she had lost her soul; her helpless body whimpered and moaned, accepting his frenzied thrusting.

Thick, white, hot fluid gushed from his penis, spurting into her flower palace, scalding her and causing her to throb and twitch. Fang Zheng released her, collapsing onto her back, their fluids mingling and slowly flowing down from their tight union.

"Ah, the porridge's burnt!!" Smelling the pungent burnt smell, Yan Xiwu jumped up with a start. Fang Zheng, aroused, growled and thrust into her a few more times before pulling out, a gush of thick, murky semen spilling onto the floor.

The two stared at the charred pot and the yellowed porridge, exchanging a helpless smile before pulling out two packs of instant noodles and soaking them in hot water.

"Sorry, my cooking isn't very good," Yan Xiwu muttered, slurping her noodles. Fang Zheng picked up a noodle with his chopsticks and said seriously, "It's okay, I was just too aroused and took a little too long. Don't blame me."

Yan Xiwu covered her face; Ah Zheng, your sanctimonious act is just...orz...

The two of them happily snuggled up at home all day. Unlike other girls who liked to go out, as long as Fang Zheng was there, they could cuddle together at his house, watch movies, eat snacks, and do what they loved—it made her feel warm and content.

When she got home that evening, her mother wasn't there. She saw a note on the refrigerator; Liu Rumei said she had a performance that night. She pouted, remembering Yu Fei's words to her mother the night before, telling her to go with him. "Anyway, I still have A-Zheng," Yan Xiwu crumpled the note and threw it in the trash.

Yan Xiwu didn't know she had truly misunderstood her mother. Liu Rumei had indeed been called back to the company by her manager for a last-minute commercial performance. Yu Fei was furious when he heard the news; he had even prepared scented wine, but unfortunately, his beloved was unavailable.

After the performance, it was already ten o'clock. Liu Rumei, wearing a black evening gown, returned to the studio to change. The staff had already left. Seeing that her manager, Sandy, was also tired, she told her to go home first, and she would drive herself to avoid both of them having to go through the hassle.

Entering the studio, Liu Rumei was startled when she heard the door lock click shut as soon as she turned on the light. Turning around, she immediately relaxed upon seeing who it was. "Why are you here?"

she asked. "You stood me up. I've been looking forward to this all day." Yu Fei pursed his lips, a displeased expression on his face. He reached out and pulled her back, forcefully pressing her against the white wall.

His hand parted the front of her dress, ripping off a breast pad and tossing it aside, seemingly both aggrieved and angry. "How are you going to make it up to me?"

Before Liu Rumei could answer, he bit her nipple hard, a mixture of pain and teasing. Yu Fei could see her impressive chest

out of the corner of his eye. His breath caught in his throat. He lifted one of her legs and pulled up her long dress, his gaze suddenly widening in surprise. "It's a t-back." His fingertips traced the thin black ribbon to a small piece of silk fabric, feeling the soft, moist flesh through the smooth material.

His fingers slipped through the fabric, penetrating that peach blossom spring, immediately stirring up an overflowing nectar. Liu Rumei's skin was snow-white, her flaxen curls piled high, revealing the graceful curve of her neck. Her black, form-fitting dress made her as noble as a black swan, and her eight-centimeter-high black crystal shoes made her thighs look even more alluringly long and slender.

"Mei'er, you're so beautiful. Off the bed you're like a noblewoman, in bed you're like a harlot. That's probably what they mean by you." Yu Fei's soft, wet kisses licked her skin, his fingers kneading and squeezing the protruding clitoris, causing her to scream and struggle.

"Fei, not here, let's go back. Do whatever you want with her." Although there was no one else around, she still felt uncomfortable doing this here. After all, she was a well-known dancer, and being discovered would be bad for her reputation.

"No, I'm going to fuck you here anyway. Who told you to make me wait so long? I've been following you since your performance ended. I finally caught you alone, and I can't let this opportunity go to waste." With that,

he pulled the thin strap aside with his index finger, pulled out his penis, and shoved it inside, pinning her against the wall.

Liu Rumei was driven almost mad by his deep thrusts, involuntarily closing her eyes and being repeatedly slammed against the wall. He lifted her up by her buttocks and thrust into her fiercely, tearing open his shirt and rubbing his strong chest against her soft breasts. The hard friction between their nipples brought them immense pleasure.

Yu Fei carried her around the room, maliciously bumping into her as he went. "I haven't been to your studio

before, it looks really nice." He walked to a wardrobe that stretched against the wall, pulled it open with one hand, revealing it full of beautiful costumes and practice clothes. He pulled one out, and wet, lustful fluids splattered all over the floor.

"This one's nice, put it on and let me see." Yu Fei pulled down a purple dress, short in the front and long in the back, embroidered with Swarovski crystals. Liu Rumei looked like a beautiful queen from medieval Europe in it, her face flushed with a faint blush, even more beautiful than with makeup.

Yu Fei spread her long, white legs apart

and unceremoniously inserted his now thicker rod. "You look so beautiful in that dress, purple really suits you. When we get married, I'll order you a dress made by a top French designer, it'll be purple, how about that?"

"Uh... okay..." Liu Rumei was completely intoxicated by his penetration, agreeing to everything he asked. She was incredibly wet; her vagina, swollen from being penetrated yesterday morning, hadn't fully healed before he thrust into her again, so forcefully that the flesh on her petals turned outwards, her vagina wide open.

Yu Fei bit her ear and licked her earlobe,

saying, "You little slut, you're squealing as I fuck you, listen." Hearing the wet sounds, Liu Rumei was mortified. It wasn't her first time with him, but every time she heard this boy, ten years her junior, speak such lewd words, she felt utterly ashamed.

Yan Su was a model gentleman; their sex life was generally planned and frequent, mostly in the missionary position, rarely more intense. Liu Rumei had always thought she was sexually indifferent, but meeting Yu Fei surprised her to discover how lewd her body truly was.

The boy refused to ejaculate, focusing solely on tormenting her.

She changed costume after costume, her nipples swollen and red from his biting. Liu Rumei had been exhausted by him last night, and then again this morning. After only half a day of rest, she was called back to rehearsals and commercial performances in the afternoon. Now, she was almost completely drained.

"Fei, please spare me. I'll do anything you say," she pleaded, sobbing. Yu Fei gripped her waist and pulled her close. "You said it yourself. Our troupe is participating in the National Song and Dance Drama Competition in July. I've already decided on the repertoire and cast, but we're missing a renowned instructor. How about you take on that role?"

"But I might not have the time… Ah! Okay, okay, I promise you. I'll try my best to cooperate… Please, hurry up!" Before she could even refuse, he thrust into her with such force that she felt like she was about to fly away, leaving her no choice but to agree.

Only after receiving a satisfactory answer did Yu Fei insert his entire penis, thrusting it into the flower's heart, releasing his pent-up desire.

Chapter Five

All the girls in the school knew that a young new head of the teaching affairs office had arrived. At the daily morning assembly, when the principal called out Lu Yan's name, a handsome and refined man walked onto the podium, instantly eliciting thunderous applause from the female students.

The previous head of the teaching affairs office was a woman in her fifties who loved to nag all day, obsessively scrutinizing the female students' clothes and hair accessories. She liked to grab a few girls and line them up for a scathing reprimand, making all the girls in the school grit their teeth in hatred.

Last week, the old woman suffered a stroke and was hospitalized, and a replacement was conveniently sent down from above, allowing her to take up the post immediately. How could the girls not be overjoyed and excited when they saw a young, refined, and handsome male teacher? After all, in this predominantly female teaching team, besides Fang Zheng and Meng Sicheng, who taught physical education, the rest were either balding or had a lot of internal heat.

All the girls were delighted, except for one whose face turned pale.

"Xixi,

what's wrong? You look terrible." After returning to the classroom from the morning assembly, Yan Xiwu saw her best friend Wang Yaxi staring blankly at the blackboard. Li Jiayi also came over upon hearing this.
Wang Yaxi was startled and gave a stiff smile. "I'm fine, maybe my period is coming, that's why I don't look well."

The bell rang for class. Yan Xiwu and Li Jiayi exchanged a glance, said nothing, and returned to their seats.

All day long, Yan Xiwu felt that Wang Yaxi's expression was off. When she went out of the school gate to buy cold drinks at noon and came back, she saw the newly appointed Director Lu and the others smiling and nodding in greeting, but Wang Yaxi's expression changed, and she lowered her head and hurriedly pulled them inside.

After school, everyone went home in groups of three or five. Wang Yaqian smiled apologetically at Yan Xiwu and Li Jiayi, "You guys go ahead, I'll go with the principal to ask about the scholarship later."

In just over ten minutes, the bustling campus became quiet. The setting

sun slanted down and cast its afterglow through the windows of the corridor into the teaching building. A thin figure stood shivering in front of the teaching office.

"The door's unlocked, come in." Wang Yaqian gently pushed open the door and went inside. She heard someone inside say, "Lock the door."

"Long time no see. You've been hiding perfectly." Lu Yan walked over, his fingers lifting a strand of her short, dark hair. He lowered his head and sniffed it. "Very good, still my favorite brand. Good girl, I haven't even done anything yet, why are you trembling like this? How amusing."

Wang Yaqian pleaded, her voice trembling, "Teacher Lu, please let me go. I've given you everything, I don't owe you anything anymore..."

A man's sneer came from above. "So you don't owe me anything? If it weren't for me, you'd probably be in the worst, most delinquent school right now, hanging out with a bunch of thugs."
Wang Yaqian sobbed, "What do you want? When will you let me go?" Lu Yan said calmly, "You'll need me when you go to high school, and I can help you with your college entrance exams too."

"No need, I can manage on my own. Please stop bothering me, okay?" Lu Yan held her chin in his hand, pulling her face to look directly at him. "No, my body needs you to release it. I won't let you go until I'm tired of your body."

He took off his glasses, a wicked smile appearing on his refined face. "I'm in a great mood right now. The feeling of reuniting after so long must be wonderful."

Lu Yan loosened her tie, his long hand reaching inside her clothes, pushing her clothes down onto the desk. The afterglow of the setting sun bathed her honey-colored skin, making her even more alluring.
Wang Yaqian closed her eyes, her thoughts returning to that evening before graduating from junior high, with a similarly beautiful sunset.

Before the junior high entrance exams, every parent was busy with their child's advancement. Wang Yaqian was an exception. Her father had died in an accident when she was very young, and her mother was congenitally intellectually disabled. With the meager funeral expenses and compensation, relatives automatically kept their distance, severing ties with their family.

High school isn't compulsory education, and even she, who had always been at the top of her class, was facing a dilemma. Public schools would cost tens of thousands of yuan in tuition, and private schools were even more expensive. Regular high schools were full of students who just wanted a diploma and didn't intend to continue, and she feared she would be assimilated.

Just as she was worrying about this, her young homeroom teacher, Lu Yan, spoke to her privately: "I know your family situation and I understand how difficult it is for you. Unfortunately, that's how society is. If you want to escape your current situation, going to a good high school is the only way to get into a prestigious university. If you've thought through my advice, come find me."

After school, Wang Yaqian sat alone in the classroom when Lu Yan walked in, patted her delicate shoulder, and then slowly stroked her face with his large hand. "Hmm, the feeling of such soft, tender skin is really nice."

"Teacher Lu..." Wang Yaqian was pulled back by his embrace, her face turned around, and her mouth opened slightly as he gently pushed it open, his tongue taking the opportunity to explore inside.
The second and third buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned, and her cotton vest was pushed up, revealing her immature breasts. Lu Yan pinched and rubbed her nipples with his index and middle fingers, making her gasp in pain.

"Such a green fruit, I wonder if it will grow bigger and ripen after I fuck it?" Lu Yan's hand lifted her skirt and touched her vulva through her cotton panties. "How is it here? Does it feel good?"

Wang Yaqian moaned in embarrassment, "Teacher Lu, don't..." Lu Yan's fingers pressed harder, and his middle finger pressed against her panties and inserted itself. "Relax, I don't believe you haven't masturbated at home.
You're at a sensitive age right now. Look, it's wet even through your panties, your little cunt."

"No...nothing like that happened." Wang Yaqian blushed and denied it. Lu Yan unzipped his suit pants, and his hot, huge member was pulled out, naked and displayed in front of the girl.

Lu Yan rubbed his body up and down, asking, "Ya Qian's family doesn't have men, so you've never seen this
before, right? This is a man's penis, what we commonly call a cock." He straightened up and shoved what he called a "big cock" into Wang Ya Qian's small mouth, gently thrusting it in and out. "This is oral sex. If you want to please me, suck it properly!" He pressed her head down, pushing it towards him repeatedly.

"Your clumsy technique won't do, but since it's your first time, I'll let you off the hook. Stand up, turn around, and lie face down on the desk."

Wang Ya Qian got some air in her mouth, took a few deep breaths, and was then pulled up, turned around, and pressed onto the desk. A triumphant glint flashed in Lu Yan's glasses. "You're a virgin, right? But I'm sorry, I won't be gentle with you."

His thick penis slid down and plunged straight in, tearing her tender flower open mercilessly. "It hurts, Teacher Lu, it hurts so much!" she screamed, arching her back.

He felt a pleasurable sensation from the tightness of her virginity and the grip of her tender flower. He gripped her waist and thrust deeper, his eyes bloodshot as he watched the bright red virgin blood stain his shaft.

"Don't move, please, it hurts so much..." Wang Yaqian cried.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not your boyfriend having romantic sex with you. You're just a slut who traded your body for a guaranteed admission, a prostitute!" Lu Yan cruelly uttered these vicious words, piercing the soft heart of a young girl.

He gripped her shoulders and thrust harder, ravaging and ravaging her delicate body, the feeling of it was incomparably exciting.

Lu Yan continued, "In the place where your classmates are diligently studying every day, you're being forced to do this by me, Wang Xuewei. Tell me, as a top student, what do you think your classmates will think if they find out you're having sex with your homeroom teacher in the classroom?"

"Teacher, please, don't, don't let them know..." Wang Yaqian suddenly felt despair. This beastly teacher would ruin everything for her.
Lu Yan thrust hard, inserting his glans into her narrow flower, while simultaneously crushing her spirit. "If you get pregnant, you won't be able to graduate, right? Giving birth at fifteen, I've never seen a real-life version besides TV dramas. How about we try it?"

She was already crying her heart out, gasping for breath, "No, I don't want a child, please don't ejaculate inside, no!"

"I'm going to ejaculate inside, that's what makes sex complete." He thrust wildly, his face contorted with rage. "No, don't ejaculate inside! Ah!..." Her struggling hands were held down by his single hand, and he thrust deeply a dozen times

, like being electrocuted, his glans swelling as he injected all his semen into her vagina. He ejaculated for a full minute, filling her completely. Shortly after he withdrew, hot, sticky fluid mixed with blood flowed out along her petals. Lu Yan turned her over and laid her on the desk, patting her tear-streaked face. "Remember to come to the office after school tomorrow. We'll discuss the recommendation for admission."

From that time on, Wang Yaqian was completely under his control. Until she entered high school, she moved with her mother, thinking she could escape his clutches. Unexpectedly, he came back.

"You seem very distracted. Is it because I can't satisfy you anymore?" Lu Yan thrust hard, and her long-untreated vagina throbbed with pain.

What could she do? He still had their sex tape on his phone; he controlled everything about her. "Lu Yan, you're a devil! I hate you, I hate you!"

Seeing her frantic, teeth-gritting expression, he smiled broadly and thrust even more violently. "Fine, hate me then, hate me to death."

He suddenly changed his expression, ruthlessly thrusting and wantonly raping her, venting all his desires on her developing young body.

When he touched that sensitive spot, Wang Yaqian let out a soft moan. Lu Yan chuckled, "Little whore, your body is more honest. You say you hate me, but your body loves me to death. Look how tightly you're gripping me inside, and you're even gushing my juices. Your tender little pussy loves my big cock; it's begging me to fuck you hard..."

The flesh at the entrance of her vagina, which he had been manipulating, was already red and swollen from being turned inside out and pulled back in. Lu Yan pinched her breasts, sucking and licking them, and murmured while holding her nipple in his mouth, "I fucked you so hard back then, and you didn't get pregnant. Now let's try again and see if you really have an infertile uterus."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yaqian burst into tears, "Lu Yan, get out, get out!" He had made her lose her virginity, ruined his innocence, and repeatedly ejaculated in her tender vagina. At that time, she was young and dared not buy medicine, living in fear every month. Now he was going to ejaculate inside her again, and she didn't want to live in fear again.

"Having a little brat to play with isn't bad either. Here, I'll shoot it all into you, hahaha, your little vagina is completely filled!"

Having vented his lust, the man stood up, pulled up his pants, put on his glasses, and transformed back into a refined professor, praising with satisfaction, "It's definitely more enjoyable to do it at school."

Chapter Six.

Yan Xiwu told Fang Yaqian about her friend on the phone. Fang Zheng said, "Everyone has their own little secrets, don't you have one too? Have you ever seen me relentlessly digging into their secrets?" She thought about it and agreed. Rather than going to great lengths to dig up secrets, it was better to let her friend willingly confide in her.

In her life, Fang Zheng was not only her lover, but also her brother, her loving father, acting as a compass when she was lost in her youth. When she was confused, sad, or depressed, his presence always easily dispelled her bad mood.

To welcome the renowned dancer Liu Rumei's joining and support, the school specially decorated the auditorium and invited several television media outlets, holding a welcome party and press conference.
The entire school was to welcome her with the utmost enthusiasm. With such a powerful dancer at the helm, winning first place in the National Campus Song and Dance Competition was practically guaranteed.

Liu Rumei, dressed in a light and fitted long dress, entered the auditorium, where thunderous applause erupted. The principal was beaming, and he and a group of teachers rushed to greet her with handshakes.

Yan Xiwu sat in the audience, somewhat stunned. Her mother was coming to their school as an instructor—should she cry? She had only been recruited into the dance club last month, and she had even been selected for a role in that legendary song and dance competition!

And if it were just that her mother was coming as a dance instructor, that would be one thing, but Yan Xiwu knew perfectly well that her mother's true intentions were different. Given the relationship between the dance club president, Yu Fei, and her mother, how was she supposed to face them in the dance club?

After the welcoming ceremony, the media interviewed the principal. Yu Fei, in her capacity as dance club president, suggested taking Liu Rumei on a tour of the campus.

The crowd dispersed, and Yu Fei, hands in his pockets, strolled one after the other with Liu Rumei through the campus. They entered the large indoor stadium, where Yu Fei followed slowly, casually pulling the iron gate shut behind him.

"Fei, are you crazy? This is a school!" Liu Rumei's wrist was grabbed by his large hand, and she was dragged and pushed onto a pile of large mats.

Yu Fei didn't say a word, immediately showering her with kisses, his saliva filling her mouth, his tongue swirling and entwining inside.

"Dressed like this to come to school, are you trying to seduce that old bald monk or a bunch of lustful, hungry boys?" His hands groped haphazardly over her form-fitting dress.
Liu Rumei's face flushed red from the kisses and licks. Her attire today was elegant and appropriate; where was there any seductive quality? "Let go! Someone will come to class soon, don't do this."

Yu Fei bit her earlobe. "No one will come. The weather is nice today, they'll all have outdoor classes. Be good, I'm glad you came, this is your reward."

The zipper on the back of her long dress was already open, and his large hand was already touching her cool, sweatless skin.

"Don't be silly, if we get caught, it'll be headline news. How will you study here after that? How will I ever be able to face anyone again?" Liu Rumei reached out to stop him. Yu Fei
wouldn't stop, pressing her body down and kissing her. "I'll try to be quick, I won't bother you anymore once I'm done." Liu Rumei glared at him, her dress already pulled down, revealing her snow-white breasts through her bra, and the hem of her skirt billowed up to her waist. He eagerly pulled out his penis and thrust it inside, sucking and licking her nipple, his lust reaching his brain. He lifted her buttocks and began to thrust his hips.

Liu Rumei's body went limp, her legs wide open, her thin silk panties still hanging on one leg. He then knelt on the thick cushion, thrusting between her legs. "You're so tight here, are you afraid of being discovered?" Yu Fei said.

He lifted her legs onto his shoulders, pulled out his entire body leaving only his head inside, and then thrust deeply again, making her throb with pleasure.

An eighteen-year-old boy in an indoor sports stadium was fucking a thirty-eight-year-old woman who could almost be a mother to death.

The bell rang, and the playground outside became lively, with students' laughter and chatter coming from behind a wall. Liu Rumei was really afraid of being discovered, so she tightened her vagina even more.
"Damn, you're so tight, I'm going to cum, I'll cum all into your cunt!" Yu Fei had been holding back, wanting to fuck her a little longer, but he didn't expect that a moment of pleasure would make her cum because of her tightness.

Liu Rumei quickly pushed him away, put her skirt back on, and took out a wet wipe from her handbag to clean her genitals. Luckily, she hadn't styled her hair today, otherwise, where would she go to look in the mirror and comb her hair? She could just tousle her waist-length wavy hair with her fingers.

Yu Fei pulled her onto the cushion, lowering his head to leave two more kisses on her slender white neck. "You're mine. Even if there are many enthusiastic boys in this school, you're not allowed to look at them twice!"

Liu Rumei giggled. "So even our Yu Fei has moments of insecurity." "You little slut, daring to make fun of me, see how I deal with you!" Yu Fei blushed, making a move to lift her skirt for another round.

Liu Rumei quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and coaxed, "Okay, okay, I was wrong. I won't look at them, I'll only look at you." This time, Young Master Yu calmed down, touching her face. "Come on, I'll take you to eat Western food."

Young Master Yu is indeed Young Master Yu; he acts decisively without needing to consult anyone. He immediately pulled Liu Rumei out the back door, got into his Porsche in the school parking lot, and sped away.

During lunch break, Yan Xiwu lazed around on the bed in Fang Zheng's infirmary. She didn't know how to tell him about her mother and senior Yu Fei, but she felt suffocated. Even Fang Zheng couldn't bring herself to ask, let alone her close friends Li Jiayi and Wang Yaqian.

"Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to buy jewelry with them at the newly opened shop on the street this noon? What, not enough money?" Fang Zheng tapped her little head and took out his wallet from his pocket.
Yan Xiwu pressed his hand down, "No, don't give me any more. I still have plenty of allowance from Mom. You paid for the things I wanted to buy last time. I don't need money."
Knowing that his little girl was in a bad mood, he sat on the edge of the bed and picked her up to sit on his lap. "Is your period coming?"

Yan Xiwu rolled her eyes, then got up, spread her legs, and knelt on him. Her big eyes under her thick eyelashes sparkled as she looked at him, and her rosy little mouth opened. "Ah Zheng, let's make love."

He held her slender waist in his hands, and her little hands guided his penis to her little opening as she slowly sat down. He cooperated by pushing upwards and inserting his penis.
"Uh, so deep, so comfortable..." Yan Xiwu moaned softly, her body filled by something hot and swollen. She felt like she'd lost her backbone, needing someone to support her, and that person was him.

Fang Zheng held her and began to thrust. Their clothes were intact, their lower bodies intimately intertwined, coarse pubic hair and soft pubic hair glistening with honey-like fluid, tangled together. His hot, hard penis thrust repeatedly into her tight, wet vagina, filling the deepest emptiness and taking over her heart.

"Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng, don't think about anything, just think about me, look at me. Me too, just think about you, just look at you. Let's just be like this, okay, just like this..." She cupped his face in her hands, took off his glasses, and kissed his eyelids.

"Okay, I'll agree to anything you say, I'll give you anything you want, just look at you, only you." Fang Zheng flipped her over and pressed her onto the bed, lifting her legs and thrusting deeply. From behind, his large white coat concealed both of them.

“Look at me, feel me. I’m inside you. We are one. Nothing can separate us. We’ll share the same bed in life and the same grave in death. After you graduate high school, I’ll tell your mother that you can move in with me. I’ll take responsibility for your life.” Fang Zheng kissed her, speaking his most sincere words.

Yan Xiwu’s eyes welled up with tears. “A-Zheng, I love you, I love you…” “I love you too, forever…” “Yaqian, Xiaowu, I think I might be in love.” The innocent Li Jiayi, holding her rosy cheeks, shyly confided in her two best friends.

Yan Xiwu and Wang Yaqian stared wide-eyed at the baby face.

Li Jiayi was the youngest of the three. Her parents worked at the same biological research institute.

She was not yet old enough to start school, but her family used connections to send her to primary school. With her big, bright eyes and naturally baby-faced features, her naturally yellow curly hair was braided into two braids that hung over her shoulders. At fourteen years old, she looked no more than eleven or twelve.

"Jiajia, how old are you? Who's your boyfriend?"

"Is this reliable? Isn't it a bit too early for you to be dating?" Yan Xiwu and Wang Yaqian asked one after the other like mother hens watching over their chicks. The three of them had long treated Li Jiayi like their own younger sister, and they were incredibly nervous about such an important matter.

Li Jiayi gently bit her lower lip and said timidly in a low voice, "It's Mr. Meng, the PE teacher."

The two girls were shocked. "What? Meng Sicheng?! He's thirty years old! I heard he's divorced. Jiajia, are you out of your mind? How could you like him?"
Li Jiayi pouted and argued, "He's not like what you think..."

Last night, on her way home from school, Li Jiayi passed by a pet store and stopped when she saw the cute little puppies in the window. She went in, picked up a one-month-old teddy bear, and fell in love with it. She wanted to buy it, but she didn't have enough cash, and the store didn't accept cards, so she had to take the credit card her mother had given her to the ATM on the corner to withdraw money.

Turning around with the money, she saw several shabby-looking teenagers approaching her with wicked smiles. "Hey guys, lucky you've got both money and a woman," the leader said.

She tried to run, but the boys blocked her way, like hungry wolves teasing a lamb before devouring it.

"Here, take the money, let me go." Li Jiayi handed over the money, and the leader grabbed her hand. "Wow, these little hands are so soft. Your lips must taste even better; let me have a taste."

"No!" Unable to break free, she used her other arm to cover her face, bending over and squatting down. Just then, she heard a muffled groan from the boy, and her hand was released.

After a fierce struggle, a deep male voice came from above, "It's alright now, can you get up?"

Li Jiayi peeked half her face out from under her arms and saw a very masculine, angular face in front of her. "Teacher Meng..."

Meng Sicheng's eyes widened. This child looked familiar. Then he realized, wasn't she a student from his school? That delicate little girl, Li Jiayi.

He pulled her up from the ground, picked up the banknotes that had been scattered on the ground, folded them, and placed them in her hand. "Go home earlier after school in the future. Don't go to get money by yourself, especially in such a secluded place."

He didn't know if Li Jiayi was still frightened or what, but she just stared at him blankly with her innocent big eyes. Meng Sicheng sighed, defeated, and said, "Where do you live? I'll take you home."

And so, he lifted Li Jiayi onto the crossbar of the mountain bike, because the 1.9-meter-tall Meng Sicheng's bicycle was too high for the 1.5-meter-tall Li Jiayi to climb on her own.
The moonlight was beautiful that night. Li Jiayi, perched on the crossbar of her mountain bike, felt a warm, comforting warmth emanating from behind her. Her heart began to pound erratically.

That night, Li Jiayi barely slept. She searched online, asked questions on various websites, and waited patiently. The final conclusion was—"You've fallen in love with him."
Yan Xiwu and Wang Yaqian found the plot too melodramatic, but they were more worried about the group of hooligans they'd encountered the previous night.

Thankfully, Meng Sicheng was there; otherwise, Li Jiayi wouldn't be here today, all lively and energetic. Seeing her determination, the two sisters stopped trying to stop her and decided to be her strong support.
Yan Xiwu, who had already delayed several club rehearsals, had no choice but to reluctantly accept being dragged along. She hesitated for a long time at the dance studio entrance before finally reluctantly entering after her name was called.

Liu Rumei was already waiting inside,

smiling and beckoning her. Their relationship wasn't public yet; it was Yan Xiwu who brought it up. Liu Rumei had kept her daughter a secret for so many years, and she felt guilty towards her. However, she wanted her daughter to live a peaceful life undisturbed.

Yan Xiwu's role wasn't large, but it was an indispensable and representative character. She inherited Liu Rumei's flexibility and had a solid foundation from a young age; leaping to the top wouldn't be difficult for her. However, she didn't want to; dancing was just a pastime, a hobby for her.

After finishing her part, she excused herself with a stomachache and left. Liu Rumei hesitated, then granted her leave. Yu Fei knew their relationship, so Yan Xiwu's leave request was naturally approved.
Rehearsal ended late, and everyone left in twos and threes with their bags. Yu Fei stayed behind to lock the door, and after everyone had left, he pulled the person out of the dressing room.
During rehearsal, he breathed warm air into Liu Rumei's ear and said ambiguously, "Don't change after you're done; wait for me in the dressing room."

Liu Rumei sat in Yu Fei's private dressing room, still wearing her light purple, tight-fitting dance costume, with a dark-colored short skirt around her waist.

Yu Fei walked over, reached inside the neckline, unhooked her bra, and threw it far away. Her nipples stood erect against the slippery fabric, protruding as two points, stimulating him to bring his mouth to her neck and begin to nibble.

The dance costume posed no obstacle whatsoever; with a large tug, he tore a piece of fabric from between her legs, revealing her tender flesh. His large hands kneaded her more and more urgently, one feeling the unique sensation through the fabric, the other squeezing her soft breasts inside.

She turned her head to return his kiss, and the two intertwined, swallowing each other's saliva.

Yu Fei picked her up and carried her outside; the dance studio was brightly lit.

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