The Prison of Desire (Fanfiction) (Part 2) (14-16)

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Chapter Fourteen Zhan Tianxiang and Ding Min had been keeping watch for a whole day, but still hadn't found Tang Fei returning to his residence, so they had to go back dejectedly. Because Ding Jian's wound hadn't fully healed, the former trio had become a two-person team. After taking nude photos of Song Xuan, Xue Qingqing leaned against Song Xuan and whispered to her like sisters, "Little sister, you're quite lewd too." Song Xuan retorted, "You're the lewd one!" Xue Qingqing scoffed, "Yes, I am lewd. Women should be a little lewd. Xiao Xuan, why don't you learn from your older sister?" Song Xuan said disdainfully, "I don't want to." Xue Qingqing seemed to remember something, "Oh, right, Xiao Xuan. Someone gave me something when I came back today and asked me to give it to you." With that, she took an envelope from the bedside table, "Here!" Song Xuan lazily got up and leaned against the headboard, saying, "Who gave it to me? Do we still know anyone here?"
Xue Qingqing laughed, "I don't know." As she spoke, she put on her clothes, secretly observing Song Xuan. Actually, this envelope was given to her by Long Fei when he last came. Song Xuan, completely unaware of the situation, tore open the envelope and found a stack of photos inside. She flipped through them one by one, her face flushing red. The little queen's hands trembled slightly, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing. After looking at them all, her face turned deathly pale. She slowly put the photos away and asked dejectedly, "Qingqing, you didn't see these photos, did you?" Xue Qingqing was a little flustered but still calmly replied, "I swear I didn't." Song Xuan said, "That's good." Luckily, Song Xuan didn't look Xue Qingqing directly in the eye; otherwise, Xue Qingqing's lie would have been quickly exposed. "Can you tell me who gave them to you?" Xue Qingqing said, "It's...it's that...it's your classmate. Short, I don't know his name." Song Xuan walked upstairs without looking back. Xue Qingqing breathed a long sigh of relief; the weight in her heart finally lifted. Of course, she had seen the photos. Although the content of the photos shocked her, it also made her feel injustice towards her fate once again! "So-called noble families, so-called high-class ladies, they're all trash! President Zhen, nothing but a high-class whore! The Crown Prince, nothing but a high-class client!" Xue Qingqing cursed fiercely. The photos Long Fei had given her were of the Crown Prince and Zhen Yan in a compromising situation! Meanwhile, Song Xuan lay on the bed, her eyes glazed over as she flipped through the photos, trying to find any clues. She silently repeated, "This can't be real, this can't be real." But the photos seemed to recreate the scene vividly. Even worse, her mother—Zhen Yan—looked so natural, so alluring in the photos. Song Xuan made a thousand excuses for her mother, but the expression in the photos only proved one thing: her mother had consented! Song Xuan kept encouraging herself to stay calm, determined to find the truth. Tears streamed down her face like pearls. But her mind was racing. After calming herself down, she made a quiet call to her mother. On the phone, Zhen Yan greeted her daughter warmly as usual, showing no signs of anything amiss. Jiang Chen also exchanged a few words with his future daughter-in-law. Hearing that her mother was still working in her office, Song Xuan felt a pang of heartache. From her own analysis, she concluded that her mother had willingly been with the man in the photo, and she had even seen him on the news! Song Xuan felt sorrow; her life was shrouded in lies and betrayal. The ringing of her phone pulled her from her reverie. It was Tang Fei calling. "Xiao Xuan?" Song Xuan adjusted her tone. "Honey, didn't we just talk this morning?" Tang Fei smiled sheepishly. "Yeah. I'm planning to come back early, wife." A sweet feeling welled up in Song Xuan's heart; perhaps this was the only good news. "Didn't you say you'd come back in a few days?" "Yeah, I really missed you, wife," Tang Fei said. "Tch, isn't Sister Yunshang with you? Is she coming back too?" The little queen pretended to be jealous. "Don't forget what I said! I still love you the most. Sister Yunshang has her good points, but you're the only one," Tang Fei said. "You're so glib," Song Xuan said coquettishly. "Oh, right, there's one more thing," Tang Fei paused for a moment before saying, "Be careful of Ding Jian's group. Sister Yunshang got some information; they might be here to monitor us." "What?" The little queen was startled. "Why?" Tang Fei reassured his wife, "Don't worry. I don't think they'll pose any threat to us. I'll tell you what happened when we get back." "Yeah, you should be careful too," Song Xuan said. After hanging up the phone, Song Xuan's mood had completely changed. It really was Ding Jian. No wonder everything seemed so coincidental. The young queen, thinking it was Ding Jian's doing, was filled with anger, and a plan immediately formed in her mind. The San Marino Academy was full of vitality and energy in the early morning. Every time Song Xuan strolled along its winding, tree-lined paths, she felt like she was in a landscape painting. The young queen wore a white business suit, a blue pencil skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and pure white high heels. To others, she blended seamlessly into the scenery. Many foreigners considered Chinese girls conservative and insecure, but Song Xuan's appearance changed many people's perceptions at school. Her attire attracted constant stares, and even more surprisingly, she styled her hair in large waves, adding to her alluring appearance. Ding Jian stared at Song Xuan from afar, and said in a sinister tone, "This little slut, she's getting more and more wanton since her husband's not home." Zhan Tianxiang swallowed hard, "Something's up, Ding Jian." "Hmph, she's probably hooked up with that Japanese devil. Giving her husband a green hat so early, she's probably not a good person either," Ding Jian said. His wounds had only just healed, but as the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and he still couldn't move around freely. Ding Min, however, seemed distracted: "I spent half the day at her house yesterday, but I didn't see any sign of Tang Fei returning." She then chuckled, "No wonder he's dressed like that, he's missing a man. I'll go find out."
Zhan Tianxiang chimed in, "Ding Jian, I've already found out the name of that man from last time, Long Fei. But I don't know his background. He's elusive and very mysterious. But he's usually with Xue Qingqing. I don't think he necessarily knows Song Xuan and Tang Fei." Ding Jian pondered for a moment: "So Song Xuan might not know Long Fei?" Zhan Tianxiang said, "Yes, not necessarily." Ding Jian said, "We must confirm this. I'm afraid that Long Fei is their bodyguard. This guy doesn't look like a good person." Zhan Tianxiang nodded. The three slowly walked towards the classroom. Tomson's eyes couldn't leave the beautiful woman in front of him until she sat down in her seat, at which point Tomson realized it was Song Xuan. He immediately offered his first compliment of the day: "Oh! Song Xuan, you are truly, very beautiful today! So pretty!" Tomson didn't forget to show off his newly learned Chinese. Song Xuan remained somewhat wary of Tomson and only kept silent. Tomson stared at Song Xuan from the side and behind, lost in thought. The little queen's white blazer was fitted, perfectly accentuating her stunning figure. Tomson marveled that such a goddess existed in the world, the white clothes making her skin appear even more flawless. Tomson's lewd gaze continued to sweep up Song Xuan's body from bottom to top. The little queen's slender, white legs were encased in flesh-colored stockings, and her white high heels revealed the tops of her toes. The sight of a small Chinese woman's feet made Tomson's heart flutter. As Song Xuan sat down, her blue pencil skirt rode up a bit, revealing about 20cm of her thighs. Tomson couldn't help but swallow a few times. Tomson knew many stunningly beautiful women, but it wasn't until he met Song Xuan that he realized the little queen was the most exquisite beauty he had ever encountered. "Huh?" Tomson couldn't help but utter a sound of surprise as his eyes swept over the little queen's skirt. His gaze swept left and right. Haha, this little slut, she's not wearing underwear! The little queen was naturally vain and afraid that underwear marks would ruin the beauty of her pencil skirt, so she simply didn't wear any. Although this was common in America, it still excited Tomson for a moment. He was just about to lean down and tease the little queen when he heard footsteps in the classroom. Tomson could only straighten up awkwardly. Zhan Tianxiang, Ding Jian, and Ding Min entered, followed by Teacher Lisa. Seeing Song Xuan's attire, Lisa couldn't help but praise, "Song Xuan! You look so beautiful today!"
Then, with a hint of regret, she said, "Classmates, because ballet is too difficult, I've privately decided to change it to a relatively easier Latin dance for two. Does anyone have any objections?" The students below the podium all said they didn't care what dance it was. Lisa said, "Okay, rehearsals will start today. To minimize the time spent on rehearsals, our two classes will have our regular classes together during this period. Rehearsals will last two hours." Without waiting for the students' agreement, Lisa began today's lesson. Unfortunately, although Lisa's lecture was very engaging, several boys were completely distracted. Their attention was naturally drawn to the "Little Queen," Song Xuan. With her new hairstyle, the Little Queen exuded a mature charm that deeply attracted the boys. Finally, school was over, and the boys eagerly followed Lisa to the practice area. Along the way, Ding Min kept glancing at Song Xuan, and to her surprise, Song Xuan smiled at her. The Little Queen, of course, had her own plans; she wanted to get close to Ding Min and her group. Having previously met this group, the Little Queen felt confident she could gather some information before Tang Fei returned. Zhen Yan's photo made Song Xuan uneasy. Lisa led everyone to the school gym, saying with no small amount of pride, "I finally managed to get a spot in the gym, but unfortunately, because of a last-minute change in dance style, I can only wear ballet training clothes for now. Next, hmm… let me think, who should be paired with whom?" Song Xuan spoke first: "Lisa, I want to be paired with Zhan Tianxiang. Zhan Tianxiang is my former classmate, we've worked together before." Although it was unclear why Song Xuan lied, Zhan Tianxiang was overjoyed. Even Ding Jian, who was watching from the sidelines, was puzzled. Lisa, however, didn't care: "Okay, since you insist. Then… well, Ding Min, you'll be paired with Tomson! So, everyone, please…" "Change your clothes. We'll meet in ten minutes!" "Ah!"
Song Xuan opened the training clothes and exclaimed, "So revealing?" Ding Min chimed in, "Yeah, Americans are so perverted!" Song Xuan chuckled, "Maybe they're just more open-minded." The changing room door suddenly opened, and the two girls instinctively wrapped their arms around each other. It was Lisa who entered. Song Xuan said, "Teacher Lisa, it's you!" Lisa said, "Of course! I looked at your files. You've all practiced dance, but if you want to win awards, you need a teacher! Willia and I are your dance partners, and I think we can help you!"
Ignoring the students' gazes, Lisa took off her clothes. Song Xuan couldn't help but exclaim, "Teacher! You have such a great figure, so fair-skinned!" Hearing her student's praise, Lisa proudly said, "Thank you for the compliment. I work out regularly. Fair skin! It's a racial trait." Her humorous words made the two girls laugh heartily. Lisa said, "Stop laughing, you two need to change too." Song Xuan had just taken off her top when she realized she hadn't worn underwear today because her bodycon skirt looked good. Oh no! The little queen secretly groaned. Lisa noticed that the little queen's expression was a bit off: "What's wrong? Song Xuan? Hurry up, don't be shy!" Song Xuan glanced awkwardly at Lisa and Ding Min, and finally took off her bodycon skirt. Lisa laughed and said, "No wonder you're afraid to take off your skirt! It's okay, our country is very open, many people don't like to wear underwear!"
Ding Min secretly cursed the little slut in her heart, but also chimed in, "Yeah, we have to do as the Romans do!"
With the two agreeing, Song Xuan put on her training clothes. Lisa couldn't help but compliment the two girls: "Chinese girls have great figures too! Song Xuan's figure is like an American's, and Ding Min is petite and cute!" Song Xuan kept looking at her crotch in the mirror, afraid of revealing something embarrassing. Her black stockings were still on her legs. The boys in the training room were already waiting there, and Willia had also arrived. Ding Jian saw the beautiful women appearing on stage and couldn't help but applaud! Willia also briefly said, "Thank you to all the students, especially the girls, for your support and cooperation. Now, please find your dance partners. Lisa and I will perform a short piece first." With that, Willia played music, and the two danced in perfect harmony. Zhan Tianxiang watched with fervor; the dance involved a lot of physical contact, and the little figure in Zhan Tianxiang's underwear couldn't help but clap and cheer! After the dance, Lisa said with a grin, "Students? Isn't Latin dance very energetic? Now let's break it down!" Zhan Tianxiang's hand rested on Song Xuan's slender waist, his hands trembling slightly with nervousness. To his surprise, the little queen was looking at him with a smile. Zhan Tianxiang's mind was definitely filled with wicked thoughts; the little queen's full breasts attracted him, and several times he couldn't bear to look away, his nose seemingly filled with the little queen's milky scent. Every time his fingers brushed against the little queen's skin, Zhan Tianxiang savored the moment for a long time. He glanced at Ding Jian with a hint of smugness, and sure enough, Ding Jian's sly gaze also fell on Song Xuan. "Alright, students, let's take a 15-minute break," Lisa said after dancing for a while. "Who's confident enough to dance a bit?" Seeing no one respond, Lisa called on someone: "Song Xuan? Perform a bit, I think you dance quite well." Actually, Song Xuan was still worried about her clothes, but being called on by Lisa, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it. Lisa played Shakira's "Hippsdon't 'Tlie'," and the little queen slowly began to dance to the music. Her jade-like legs, wrapped in stockings, seemed to have a magical power, attracting everyone's attention. Her ballet training clothes couldn't hide her proud breasts and pert buttocks. Her beautiful breasts trembled with the rhythm of the music, and the boys held their breath. Ding Jian swallowed his saliva several times. Finally, the song ended, and the little queen was covered in sweat from dancing. Lisa led the applause: "Great choice! Song Xuan." Zhan Tianxiang quickly went over to hand his female dance partner a towel, and Song Xuan said, "Thank you." Zhan Tianxiang politely replied, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Old classmate!" Song Xuan smiled and said, "Yes, old classmate." "You danced... really beautifully." Zhan Tianxiang scratched his head and said. "Of course. I used to study dance! Didn't you know, old classmate!" Song Xuan feigned surprise, emphasizing the words "old classmate." Of course, she knew that this person had once clashed with Tang Fei and had been taught a lesson by Tang Fei. Zhan Tianxiang was speechless for a moment, and Song Xuan mocked, "Okay, let's not talk about that. By the way, are you related to Ding Jian and the others? How come you're at this school too?" Zhan Tianxiang evaded the question, "Well, we're distant relatives. Ding Jian's family has connections, so we came to America together." "Hmm, really?" Song Xuan pouted, "I saw you at home." "You guys live over there too, haven't you?" Zhan Tianxiang said awkwardly. "Um, no... we just happened to be passing by." Song Xuan winked intentionally or unintentionally: "I'll pass by your house sometime too." Fortunately, Lisa defused the awkwardness in time: "Classmates, practice a little longer, then it'll be over for today. The second half of today's session will be free practice based on the first half's content. Willia and I will help you practice your coordination." Song Xuan had danced Latin dance before, so she understood what Lisa meant. Under Willia's guidance, the two began to slowly find their rhythm. Tomison and Ding Min also practiced smoothly under Lisa's guidance, and Ding Min's laughter could even be heard from time to time. Soon, the training ended. Lisa kept praising, "Villia, my idea was brilliant, wasn't it? Even if we change the concept, the championship is still ours. Hurry up and change and rest, my boys and girls!" Song Xuan let out a long breath. The overly intimate contact with her male dance partner earlier had already aroused her body. Luckily, she had secretly stuffed two tissues into her training clothes while changing, thus avoiding embarrassment. She made an excuse to go to the toilet, and only returned to the women's changing room after the sound outside had stopped. "Phew..."
The little queen let out a long breath, took off her training clothes, and suddenly, the beauty was only wearing a pair of flesh-colored stockings and a few tissues in her crotch. Song Xuan quickly took out the tissues, her face turning red to the roots of her neck. It turned out that the tissues were already soaked with her own fluids. At this moment, her two small nipples on her chest had also bloomed like full flowers. The sweat from the exercise flowed on Song Xuan's snow-white skin, making her look healthy and alluring. The little queen secretly scolded herself for being so shameless, actually doing this during training. Just then, the door to the women's changing room was pushed open. "Ah!" Song Xuan instinctively covered her private parts. "Who!" "Hehe." It was Tomson who came in. "What are you doing? Don't come any closer." Song Xuan couldn't help but take a few steps back. "I'm going to call for help." Tomson, however, remained unmoved. He slowly walked towards Song Xuan, teasingly saying, "No! My beauty, please don't get excited. I just want to take you home. You don't need to be so agitated. Besides, my lovely beauty is a Taekwondo expert, why would I need anyone's help?" Tomson picked up the toilet paper on the ground, his grin widening even more: "They've all left, there are only the two of us in this building. Besides, you won't call for help, right?" Song Xuan gritted her teeth and blurted out, "Bastard!" Tomson smiled and smelled the toilet paper: "Smells good! Smells really good! Is this yours, my beauty?"
Song Xuan's face flushed red again, reaching her neck. Tomson strolled leisurely towards her. The little queen even forgot to run away. Tomson approached Song Xuan and said, "There's no need to masturbate here alone. You can come to me. Like...like before with me..." Song Xuan interrupted him, "Shut up!" Ignoring the fact that she was only wearing a stocking, she kicked Tomson hard with her right leg. Unexpectedly, Tomson instinctively dodged, grabbing the little queen's thigh with his right hand! Song Xuan panicked. Taking advantage of her distraction, Tomson put the little queen's hands behind her back, spread her right leg apart, and gently pressed her against the dressing room mirror. Song Xuan didn't even have time to resist. Her hands were too twisted behind her back to move, and her nipples became even more erect due to the cold temperature of the mirror. Tomson licked his dry lips: "Don't resist, my goddess. Follow your own will. I know what you need." Song Xuan secretly exerted some force, and Tomson quickly grabbed Song Xuan's hands with both of his. Song Xuan scolded, "Nonsense! Last time was just an accident. Don't bother me anymore. I already have a husband." Tomson smiled slyly: "No, Song Xuan. You have a husband, but you can't violate my right to want you. Besides, I've already said it. You have a husband, I won't ruin you, I just..." Tomson used the tip of his tongue... He gently licked Song Xuan's earlobe. After their last encounter, the clever Tomson knew every sensitive spot on Song Xuan's body. "I just want you." "Damn Japanese, you're committing a crime," Song Xuan cursed. Tomson retorted, "No, you're wrong again, darling." Tomson extended his tongue again, this time for a little longer than before. His tongue gently touched Song Xuan's ear, then slowly licked down to the little queen's snow-white neck. The little queen tried hard to control her emotions, but Tomson still noticed her trembling all over. Tomson said, "You're wrong. Song Xuan, you shouldn't suppress your sexual desire like this. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Relax, like last time." The little queen didn't notice Tomson constantly changing his words, enticing Song Xuan to change her attitude. The little queen sadly realized that her lower body was slowly becoming wet again. Tomson loosened his right hand slightly, and seeing that the little queen had no reaction, he slowly touched Song Xuan's right leg. Tomson kissed Song Xuan's neck, saying, "I really hate God. As the creator, his dictionary only has a few words to describe beauty. It's a disgrace." Tomson's right hand stroked Song Xuan's stockings back and forth. The Japanese man then gently spread the little queen's legs, assuming a one-legged stance, raising the little queen's right leg high. His right hand stroked from the little queen's calf to the upper thigh, his rough hands even tearing the little queen's stockings, looking indescribably alluring. Song Xuan bit her lip; Tomson only had one hand left to hold her! The young queen suppressed her physical reaction, preparing to struggle. Seeing Song Xuan offer no resistance, Tomson became smug, even releasing his left hand and slowly moving to Song Xuan's waist: "Perfect figure!" The young queen secretly glanced at Tomson in the mirror, her right leg poised to strike the Japanese man's genitals. But then she wavered. Tomson's right hand touched Song Xuan's inner thigh. "Hey!" the young queen yelled, slamming her hands against the mirror and kicking backward with all her might. Before Tomson could understand what was happening, his right hand had just touched the young queen's genitals, and both of them cried out almost simultaneously. Tomson glared angrily at Song Xuan lying on the ground. The young queen's expression shifted from anger to sorrow. It turned out that after Tomson touched her genitals, her sensitive body had lost all strength, causing her to slip and fall to the ground. The young queen's eyes slowly welled up with tears. Tomson thought to himself, "That was close." Instead of getting angry, a mocking smile returned to his lips as he squatted down beside the little queen. "I told you before! Don't push your body. You wouldn't listen, so see how I punish you." Tomson simply stripped off his clothes, his erection already standing tall. He straddled the little queen, squeezing her peach-shaped buttocks with both hands, feigning surprise as he exclaimed, "Wow! So big! So comfortable!"
Song Xuan was both ashamed and angry, cursing, "You pervert! Trash!" Tomson laughed, "Still being stubborn!" He slapped Song Xuan's beautiful buttocks with both hands! The empty women's changing room was instantly filled with the echoing "slap, slap." Song Xuan covered her mouth. Tomson's technique was quite skillful; although the little queen's buttocks were being slapped loudly, she didn't feel any pain. What made her even more miserable was that Tomson's slapping of her had caused her lower body to react honestly! The little queen's face flushed crimson, a nameless fire surging within her again. She bit her lip in grievance, her body trembling involuntarily. Tomson's hands lingered, caressing the curves of her body. With Tomson's continued teasing, the little queen's snow-white skin slowly flushed a pale pink, like a beautiful jade artifact laid out before him. Tomson pressed his advantage: "Look, your body. It's so honest!" Song Xuan remained silent, her eyes still closed. "Song Xuan," Tomson pressed close to the little queen, deliberately lowering his voice and changing it to a magnetic tone, "enjoy this moment with me. I told you before. I won't ruin your relationship with Tang Fei. I just need you to follow me, follow your body's sensations. Enjoy the primal desires God has given to mankind."
As he spoke, Tomson lifted Song Xuan's body, trying to turn her over. Song Xuan turned around, panting softly. Tomson's heart pounded; even he was surprised that he could feel this way about a woman. He slowly lifted Song Xuan's legs, exclaiming, "The Creator's..." Unexpectedly, those stockinged legs became a deadly weapon. In an instant, Tomson's neck was clamped between those legs. Song Xuan said coldly, "Don't try to touch me again, or I'll break your neck!" Tomson froze for five seconds, staring at Song Xuan like a hunter eyeing its prey, a chuckle escaping his throat. "I never expected this, I really never expected this." Tomson raised his hands. "I was careless..." Song Xuan shouted, "Don't try anything funny, I don't want to waste my breath on you." Tomson sneered, "I never thought my goddess would be so innocent, like a child." Tomson gently lowered his hands... Song Xuan squeezed her legs together with all her might. "Not enough, not enough," Tomson
muttered. He freed one hand and grabbed Song Xuan's ankle. The little queen lay disheveled on the ground, her vulva wide open in front of Tomson. Tomson's right hand rudely placed between Song Xuan's legs, as if he were pushing open his own front door: "Look." With a slight tug, Tomson's stockings tore open at the crotch of the little queen's crotch. Tomson's index finger lightly scraped the edge of the little queen's clitoris twice: "Stop deceiving yourself. You are the most sensitive woman I have ever seen."
Song Xuan suppressed her anger; she didn't even have a chance to defend herself, and sadly realized that Tomson was telling the truth. Tomson suddenly went berserk, tearing at the stockings on the little queen's legs. Song Xuan struggled futilely, and soon her stockings were torn to shreds. Tomson slapped Song Xuan's buttocks like he was hitting a child. When both of them were exhausted, Tomson deliberately brought his face close to the little queen's vulva, grabbed Song Xuan's hand, and pressed it to her "one-line" opening: "Come on. Take a look for yourself." Song Xuan felt as if her consciousness was being controlled by Tomson; she truly had no strength left to resist. She watched as the little queen, guided by Tomson, inserted her fingers into her vulva. "Ah..." Song Xuan let out a melodious sound. Tomson's words were etched into her heart. She remembered when she and Tang Fei first got together, remembered their intimate moments, remembered her mother's photograph. "Perhaps Tomson is right about some things," she comforted herself. Tomson was overjoyed to see that Song Xuan was gradually lowering her guard. He manipulated the little queen's fingertips to rub her vulva repeatedly. In less than five minutes, Song Xuan began to feel fluid welling up deep inside her labia. The little queen's heart was dominated by the aphrodisiac she didn't know about. Tomson observed every change in the little queen, his hands had already stopped moving, while Song Xuan's own fingers continued to twitch at her clitoris, and she began to moan softly: "Ah... um... ah... ah... um... ah... ah... ah... ah...!" Tomson gently stroked the little queen's beautiful buttocks, lewdly watching Song Xuan's anus expand and contract with the rhythm of her fingers. Tomson couldn't help but touch it with his own hand. "Ah! Don't touch me!" Song Xuan opened her eyes as if electrocuted. Tomson laughed, "How was it? Did you feel good? See, I didn't touch you at all." Song Xuan blushed, but no longer resisted like before. She looked at Tomson with hazy eyes, only her breathy nasal voice still whimpering, "Hmm...hmm...uh...oh..." Tomson's plan was vast and meticulous. Although he couldn't wait to have the beauty beneath him, he still rationally calculated his own scheme. Tomson said, "Song Xuan, how about this, let's play a game, okay? If you win, I'll let you go. If you lose, then you're mine tonight!" The little queen opened her hazy eyes and mumbled, "Are you serious?" Tomson affirmed, "Of course I'm serious." "What game? Tell me," the little queen asked with difficulty. Tomson chuckled lewdly, "Use your body to resist my hands. Ten minutes, if you can hold out for ten minutes, I'll let you go!" Song Xuan's eyes brightened, "You...are you serious?" Tomson nodded, "I've already said it, I never go back on my word. But, hehe. I think you can't resist, you'll—fall in love with my hands." With that, Tomson picked up Song Xuan and placed her in front of the mirror. Tomson deliberately made Song Xuan lie face down in front of the mirror, and lewdly said, "Start the timer, huh?" Song Xuan tilted her head back, her beautiful hair falling naturally. The little queen, under the control of lust, seemed to be waiting for Tomson to discipline her. At this moment, she still had her eyes slightly closed, and her teeth were tightly biting her lower lip. Tomson suddenly spread the little queen's legs apart, causing the little queen to scream. Tomson stared at the body and said to Song Xuan in a magnetic and confident voice, "Song Xuan, you can't resist me. You will have to completely obey me... obey me... obey your own desires... beautiful desires... I understand you, my hands understand you. They know the most sensitive parts of a woman. Soon, you'll be flowing with a lot of sweet nectar, unable to control yourself anymore. You'll become very lewd and crave a man... Do you know? You'll like my hands, like my hands. Because you are a lewd woman." "Hmph, you... don't even think about it. I will win." Song Xuan concentrated her will, trying to resist. She was a little nervous; where would Tomson start? However, Tomson first grasped the little queen's calf. Tomson's rough hands rubbed against Song Xuan's delicate, tender skin, creating a strange sensation in the little queen's body. Tomson's hands seemed to have a magical power, roaming over every corner of Song Xuan's flesh. Song Xuan subconsciously glanced at her watch: "It's been three minutes, you bastard!" Tomson laughed: "Don't be too happy yet, Mrs. Tang! You won't escape my grasp tonight."
His right hand slowly circled around Song Xuan's clitoris, while his left hand kneaded Song Xuan's breasts. "Damn it... I won't... come... Ah!..." The little queen still wanted to resist deep down, but her body slowly began to disobey her will. Song Xuan continued to resist verbally, when Tomson suddenly pointed with his right hand. The little queen felt her delicate body tremble, and the previously suppressed desire, along with the blooming clitoris, flowed like a flood. A stream of nectar gushed uncontrollably from between her legs. Tomson felt a wet, hot sensation on his hands. Song Xuan blushed crimson with embarrassment, and Tomson seized the opportunity to verbally humiliate her: "Look, you're just a slutty young woman. Don't resist, you like my hands. They'll make you fly to heaven."
"You're so shameless..." Song Xuan blushed, both ashamed and angry. "Take your filthy hands off...no...oh...!" At this moment, Tomson's devilish hand pressed lightly on Song Xuan's vulva again, and another stream of nectar spurted out. Tomson himself was surprised by Song Xuan's sensitive constitution. The floor they were standing on was already soaked. "Darling, you're not telling the truth! Look..." Tomson deliberately scooped up the pool of nectar that had gushed out after her orgasm from between her legs, and then slowly separated her index and middle fingers in front of Song Xuan, pulling out a sticky, unbroken thread, indicating that she should see the evidence of his lewdness. "Hehehe, don't be shy, you're all sweaty, you must feel good, do you want it? If you want it, just shout it out." Song Xuan, who was already out of her mind, was now even more confused. Her body, which was no longer under her control, was now writhing like a snake. She said no, but her raised buttocks revealed the desire deep in her heart to Tomson. Song Xuan felt her arms were too weak to even support herself. Instinctively, she spread her legs wider, hoping something would quickly enter her long-empty secret passage… But ten minutes had already passed. Tomson glanced at his watch, but he showed no leniency. He laid the little queen flat beside the full-length mirror, wantonly sucking on Song Xuan's high, firm breasts; then he extended his nimble tongue, licking the pale pink buds that stood erect on her nipples. A surge of pleasure coursed through her, causing Song Xuan to unconsciously let out soft, seductive moans. The dark carpet made her delicate body appear even whiter and more tender. At this moment, Song Xuan was completely naked from the waist up, her pair of perky breasts swaying slightly, her lower body clad in black stockings and high heels, as alluring as an unwrapped gift. Tomson gently kissed every corner of her tender flesh, causing the little queen to moan repeatedly. Her body was still limp and unresponsive, her fair skin and legs clad in tattered stockings rubbing against each other. Then Tomson spoke: "Beautiful lady, do you want it? Tell me if you want it." Song Xuan couldn't hold back any longer, but she still held her breath, trying her best to remain silent. Tomson laughed: "Don't be shy, there's no one here anymore, just scream it out." "You... ah... ah... um... ah...!" Song Xuan felt her beautiful voice beginning to return, but what reached her ears were her own unbearable, lewd cries. Tomson pried open Song Xuan's legs, and the little queen offered no resistance, spreading her legs wide. "Hmm... very good, little beauty. Are you very hot now? Are you very empty? Are you very eager for a man's penetration, just like the heroine in an adult film..." Tomson whispered in Song Xuan's ear like a hypnotist. He quietly pulled out his penis, its proud member gleaming like a spear awaiting its master's command. Tomson deliberately touched the entrance to the little queen's cave, causing her to spasm. Her honeyed orifice seemed to instinctively seek something to satisfy it. Tomson watched Song Xuan's writhing buttocks, a surge of secret pleasure rising within him. He commanded, "I'm tired! Serve yourself with your own hands." The little queen tried to stop herself from violating herself, but waves of intense tingling and pleasure surged through her body and mind, quickly making her see stars and her mind go blank… Nothing knew Song Xuan's body better than her jade hands. Her delicate body soon sank into an inescapable sands of pleasure… "Ah… I can't do this… Stop… Ah… Ah…!" The intense physical pleasure gradually eroded the little queen's willpower; she began to find even thinking difficult, let alone Tomson. How could someone who was usually beautiful and arrogant, known for her comedic timing and charm, allow herself to display such a vulgar and lewd state in front of others? She tried to concentrate her will and suppress her lust. However, masturbation is like drinking poison to quench thirst or adding fuel to the fire for a woman's desires. Now, coupled with her uncontrollable lewd moans, Song Xuan found it even harder to resist and gradually succumbed to her lust. Her hands, which had barely slowed down, soon regained the strength and speed of her caresses…and faster and faster, more and more out of control… “Ah…I…no…ah…ah…!” Soon, Song Xuan could no longer control herself. The heels of her high heels slid back and forth on the floor, her alluring silk-stockinged legs swaying like waves. Several times, she arched her slender waist, and spurts of honey-like fluid gushed from deep within her legs… “Ah…um…ah…ah…ah…!” Despite this, the emptiness and desire within her lips burned ever brighter. Song Xuan’s breathing grew heavier, and hot breath began to escape from her cherry-like mouth. Her mind was a complete mess… Tomson said, “Want it? Little beauty?”
“Yes…um. Ah…ha…I want it.” Song Xuan had fallen into a state of frenzy. Not far from the school, Ding Jian said impatiently, "Sis, why are you always so forgetful? Do you even remember where you left your phone?" Ding Min anxiously rummaged through her bag, "Did you lose it? Maybe we should go back to the school to look for it. I think it's in the changing room."
Ding Jian said helplessly, "Okay. Then you go back and look for it. I have to go back now. I'm really tired today." Ding Min
glared at her brother, "You! There's no one on this street. How can you bear to let a girl like me walk alone? Zhan Tianxiang, what about you? Are you coming with me?" Ding Jian had no choice but to compromise, "Okay, okay." The three of them walked to the school gate, and Ding Jian said, "I'm not going in. I'll wait for you at the school gate."
Ding Min rolled her eyes, and Zhan Tianxiang also said, "I'm having a smoke too. I'm not going in." Ding Min had no choice but to go upstairs by herself. The school at night was like a silent tomb. Fortunately, the streetlights shone into the room through the windows. Ding Min was a little scared, but she still mustered up her courage and went upstairs. As she reached the gym entrance, she suddenly heard voices. The abrupt voices, like pins falling to the ground, startled Ding Min. She heard weak voices, and curiosity led her to slowly approach the dimly lit gym. The voices were coming from the women's locker room. Ding Min tiptoed closer, the sounds growing louder. She heard a woman moaning! Both curious and frightened, Ding Min cautiously moved towards the locker room, nearly bumping into a chair in her nervousness. Using the streetlights, she hid behind a piece of exercise equipment facing the locker room entrance. The black equipment completely concealed her. After settling in, she peered into the locker room, but the door wasn't fully open. Annoyed, Ding Min stood up. In the darkness, she could only hear the moans of a man and woman inside and the pounding of her own heart. 10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters… 5 meters… Ding Min felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She simply lay down on the floor and slowly moved forward. The voice inside grew clearer and clearer. "It's Tomson's voice," Ding Min thought to herself. Who could the woman be? she muttered. Ding Min slowly brought her head closer to the doorway and peered inside. The scene inside startled her. The voice was indeed Tomson's. Tomson was facing the dressing room door. Ding Min quickly pulled her head back, thankfully Tomson's attention was entirely on the woman beneath him. Ding Min tentatively peered inside again. The woman on the floor was—Song Xuan! Ding Min looked again in disbelief. Scattered on the floor were Song Xuan's clothes from today! It was Song Xuan, it was actually Song Xuan!!! Ding Min's heart felt like it had been swept away by a raging storm, filled with both surprise and confusion. The usually domineering little queen was now beneath Tomson. Ding Min's mind was filled with only a string of names: Tomson, Song Xuan, Tang Fei. She couldn't even fathom the logical connection between them. The two people inside were completely unaware of the presence of someone outside. Tomson traced circles around Song Xuan's labia majora with his fingers: "Aren't you a slut? Not wearing panties... and if not wearing panties is one thing, why didn't you choose me as your dance partner today!" "Mmm... ah...! So comfortable... ah... ah... I... you... you're lying... ah... I... I don't... ah... slut." Song Xuan weakly moved her legs, her snow-white legs trying to clamp Tomson's hands, but Tomson stopped her. Song Xuan's alluring face was now completely filled with lust. The lust within her body was burning hot, her mind was dizzy, and her consciousness was blurred. In her hazy state, she only felt Tomson grabbing her legs, and then a warm penis gently tapping her vulva... Song Xuan's legs were trembling and her buttocks were twisting. She had no idea how to face the Japanese man in front of her. Ding Min watched this live sex show from outside, feeling her own lust burning unbearably, and couldn't help but squeeze her legs together. Tomson's penis flashed before her eyes several times, prompting her to exclaim, "So big!" Ding Min thought to herself, "No wonder this little slut's clothes are getting increasingly provocative, dressed like this. She really has gotten involved with that Japanese devil. Tang Fei has only been gone a few days; this is shameful." Ding Min silently cursed him a few times, but showed no intention of leaving. "Mmm, mmm, ah, ah. It's so itchy, so empty down there… mmm… no… don't…"
Song Xuan didn't even know what she was saying anymore. Her hands kept caressing her body. Tomson played with her for a while, then moved his penis away and looked at the little queen's vulva. The vulva, which had been as white as her skin, was now slightly pink. Her two small labia opened and closed like a small mouth, and the little red nipples on them were still trembling gently. What an alluring sight it was! Tomson looked at her for a while, seemingly lost in thought, then smiled softly and teased her again. "Little beauty, looking at your lower part, do you want it or not?" "Hmm... yes... no... no. Hmm." "Was the first answer what you wanted, or the second time...?" His erection became faster, and Song Xuan's lower mouth, like her upper mouth, opened and closed faster. Tomson's right hand was not idle either, while he vigorously kneaded and twisted the nipple on Song Xuan's right breast. "Ah...ah...ah...I want...I want!! It's so empty...I want..." "Hahaha. What do you want? You little slut, don't be shy, say it." "Tommison!!!! I hate you!" Song Xuan was almost crying... "I want...I want your penis, put it in!!" Song Xuan abandoned her last bit of dignity. The strong fragrance and the constant pleasure made her less and less able to think. "I want a big cock in, please, stop grinding...It's so empty...I want it..." At this moment, Song Xuan no longer had her usual cold and noble aura. She just felt that there needed to be something below her, something to fill that empty heart. Ding Jian saw Zhan Tianxiang smoking several cigarettes and said, "Why isn't he back yet?" Zhan Tianxiang said, "Yeah, he's too slow. Why don't we try calling?" Ding Jian said, "Yeah, I'm calling." Zhan Tianxiang said, "Let's go in and check." The two walked into the school while making a phone call. "Buzz...buzz..." The sound of a cell phone vibrating came from the locker in the women's changing room. Under the influence of lust, the young queen was oblivious to the noise. Tomson instinctively looked up and saw Ding Min intently watching from the doorway. Ding Min was startled. Tomson remained silent. The young queen murmured, "What's wrong?" Tomson replied, "Nothing." He continued thrusting his penis vigorously inside Song Xuan. Ding Min cursed inwardly, "Shameless bastards!" As if deliberately showing off to Ding Min, Tomson lifted the young queen's legs with both hands, like holding a cannon, repeatedly pumping his "ammunition" into her body. Song Xuan's lips parted slightly, emitting moans with each thrust of Tomson. Ding Min slowly withdrew. Forgetting even about her phone, she hurriedly walked back, bumping into Ding Jian and Zhan Tianxiang as she reached the bottom of the stairs. "Ah!" Ding Min screamed, startled by the two. "Sis, what are you doing? Did you find your phone? I've been calling you for almost half an hour!"
Ding Jian complained. "You guys..." Ding Min stammered excitedly, "Follow me. Keep your voices down." She pulled Ding Jian upstairs as she spoke. "What's the rush?" Ding Jian said. Ding Min glared at him, "Keep your voices down, you'll see when you get there." The three of them quietly climbed the stairs. The moans from the women's changing room grew louder and louder. Ding Jian and Zhan Tianxiang heard them from a distance. Zhan Tianxiang laughed, "Looks like the school gym has become a battlefield." Ding Min scolded, "Shut up, I'll make sure you see something amazing later." "Ah...ah...ah...um...faster...baby...faster...ah...good husband...husband...deeper..." The woman's voice grew louder and louder. Ding Min blushed, her body going weak and almost collapsing. The three of them slowly moved closer. Ding Jian and Zhan Tianxiang's mouths were wide open in an "O" shape, speechless for a long time. Tomson had deliberately opened all the locker room doors for a while, lifting the little queen from behind and spreading her legs wide, placing them on top of his. Song Xuan braced herself tightly against the mirror, her vulva enduring Tomson's waves of thrusts. "Mmm. Mmm...so full." Song Xuan felt a lewd need rising in her flower garden, feeling her flower garden and empty heart being filled once again, so comfortable. She slightly opened her beautiful eyes, seeing her own vulva in the mirror, and couldn't help but nod, her face flushed as she closed her eyes. Tomson slowly thrust in and out, one hand supporting her small waist, gently helping her beautiful and dazzling figure rise and fall. Song Xuan felt that in this position, his dragon seemed to penetrate deeper and touch harder, and this feeling was different from when she was lying flat, making her fly higher and fall deeper. Soon, the beautiful woman began to moan softly, her body rising and falling with Tomson's hands, as if she felt that this allowed him to penetrate deeper and hit the mark more accurately. Tomson, seeing the fair beauty also becoming more proactive, her two pink nipples gleaming with lust, couldn't help but bite the little queen's white back. "Ah. Ah. Gently, ah. Ah. Don't bite... um. um. So good." Tomson's sucking, coupled with the occasional slight prickling of his thick beard against the little queen's back, caused Song Xuan's body to tremble. The two naked men engaged in passionate intercourse for a while, Song Xuan's movements becoming increasingly vigorous. Ding Jian and Zhan Tianxiang watched in stunned silence. Ding Jian was both angry and delighted. He was angry that Tomson, this Japanese devil, had taken the little queen first, but delighted that he now had leverage over her. Zhan Tianxiang also felt extremely satisfied. Ever since he was dealt with by Tang Fei last time, he had harbored a deep grudge against Tang Fei. Seeing Tang Fei being cuckolded this time, he was undoubtedly overjoyed. Ding Jian and Zhan Tianxiang both took out their phones. Tommyson looked smugly at the two extremely jealous people outside the door. He deliberately picked up Song Xuan like he was holding a child to urinate, leaving the side exposed to the three outside. The little queen, held in this humiliating position, closed her eyes tightly in shame. Tommyson's movements became faster and faster, and the warm fluid below wet their joined parts. Tommyson stared at this elegant and noble goddess, who had just been unable to kiss him, but now was shamefully fulfilled beneath him. He secretly resolved to completely conquer Song Xuan! Tommyson put Song Xuan down, letting the little queen hold herself against the mirror, and then entered her from behind. This caused Song Xuan to gasp, "Ah... um... so deep..." "Ah. Ah!!" Song Xuan was having sex with Tomson in this shameful position. The noble, elegant, and stunningly beautiful woman never expected to be so shamefully penetrated by the man she had rejected. Each thrust impacted her heart. She blushed with shyness, yet felt a sense of novelty and excitement. This thrusting created a different angle than the previous straight up and down. Her deep valley was being rammed at an angle, bringing another kind of sensation. This was even more novel. The red dragon repeatedly rammed into the exquisite "flower stamen" deep within her valley from the upper angle, causing the jade-like woman's wet inner walls to contract and expand even more tightly. "Judging from your appearance, you've never been fucked like this before. Tang Fei really doesn't know how to cherish you properly."
"Um... um... ah... ah... shameless..." "I wonder who it is... saying shameless... while shaking their ass." *Smack*, Tomson thrust hard. "Ah. Ah. So deep, you're so ruthless...you..." Song Xuan was so comfortable from the blows that she couldn't speak. "So beautiful, so beautiful. You look so gorgeous today. You don't know how many people want to ride you, but only me. Hahaha...!" "You...you...you're shameless!" Song Xuan was so ashamed that she wanted to hide. "Hmph, look at Ding Jian and Zhan Tianxiang, you're their goddess. I bet they dream of fucking you a hundred times. Haha. What a pity, what a pity, their goddess is no different once she takes off her clothes!" Tomson said smugly, looking out the door. Ding Jian wished he could chop the Japanese devil down immediately, and Zhan Tianxiang was also itching with hatred. Song Xuan was almost in a daze at this moment. This feeling was something she had never experienced before, like pain, like pleasure, like excitement, like unbearable pain. Her body responded to Tomson's thrusts, actively responding, the full and novel sensations in her flower-like core sending her heart soaring to the peak of desire. Under the night sky, a naked man and woman, one in front and one behind, rising and falling, shamelessly engaged in their passionate lovemaking. "Brother...husband...I feel so good...so good...!!" Song Xuan's fair body convulsed, her jade buttocks pressing desperately against Tomson's testicles, her mysterious and warm vaginal fluids gushing out. Tomson's voice gradually grew heavier, Song Xuan's flower path like a golden hoop, gripping Tomson's penis. Tomson's long-held essence was released into her body amidst Song Xuan's panicked cries, filling her entire jade orifice with a warm, slippery sensation. Song Xuan, like a docile kitten, slowly lay down on the ground, panting heavily. "Let's go," Ding Jian whispered, and the three of them slowly retreated. Zhan Tianxiang then realized his underwear was wet, and Ding Min's cheeks were burning, looking like a girl experiencing first love. Ding Jian's crotch was practically bulging. "Boss, what's next?" Zhan Tianxiang asked. Ding Jian chuckled twice, shaking his phone, and said, "Next? We get to decide! Haha!"
Under the cover of night, Tomson carried the disheveled little queen to his car. The little queen was slowly regaining consciousness. The beauty reverted to her usual aloof demeanor, coldly commanding, "Take me home." Tomson didn't reply, and the car quickly arrived at the villa's entrance. Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Song Xuan tried to open the door, only to find it locked. "What are you doing!" Song Xuan immediately exclaimed, her face darkening. Tomson pursed his lips, "You don't want to go on like this, do you?" The little queen then noticed her torn stockings clinging to her body. Annoyed, she removed the stockings under Tomson's lewd gaze. "Don't throw them away, give them to me," Tomson chuckled. "What else are you trying to do!" Song Xuan said angrily, though Tomson knew it was all an act. He snatched the stockings from Song Xuan's hand, held them to his nose, and asked, "Smells so good!" Song Xuan blushed again. "Go downstairs. Goodbye!" Tomson gestured for her to leave. The little queen pushed open the door and went downstairs, but unexpectedly, Tomson mischievously pulled down her pencil skirt. "Ah!" Song Xuan screamed. It turned out that due to Tomson's little trick, her entire buttocks were exposed. Before the little queen could scold Tomson, she walked awkwardly back into the house. Under the dim streetlights, one could vaguely see Tomson's semen flowing from her vulva onto the inside of her legs! Chapter Fifteen "Tap...tap...tap..." A series of crisp footsteps echoed in the corridor of the Municipal Procuratorate after work. "Sister Siyi, time to leave work!"
"Yeah!" Shi Siyi smiled and greeted her colleagues. Although Shi Siyi was only wearing an ordinary uniform, the title of the city's star prosecutor was not just for show. Even leaving work attracted a lot of attention. Even the people who came to handle business outside were stunned. But no one could see that the female prosecutor's beautiful smile concealed a trace of fatigue, even unease. It turned out that just today, Ding Liren had given Shi Siyi a financial record book containing information about Song Gang, the director of the city's Public Security Bureau, who was also the director of the provincial Public Security Bureau. Originally, Song Gang was very likely to become the director of the provincial Public Security Department. However, Ding Liren's intention was clear: he wanted to use Shi Siyi to get rid of Song Gang so that his own faction could control the city's Public Security Bureau. Even if Shi Siyi failed, it wouldn't backfire on her. Shi Siyi was now extremely anxious but helpless. Being at the center of the vortex, she was even more anxious than the parties involved, because she had previously received a record from Zhen Yan regarding the current provincial Public Security Director Liu's bribery. "I can't offend anyone! What should I do!" Sitting in the white Audi Q5, Shi Siyi hesitated to start the car. The notebook in her hand felt like a hot potato. Shi Siyi shook her head with a wry smile, casually threw the notebook on the passenger seat, and drove out of the procuratorate. After driving through traffic for a while, the white Audi Q5 stopped at a fashion boutique. Before the female prosecutor could even close the car door, a familiar, sweet laugh came from behind: "Who's this high-ranking prosecutor?! I'm a conscientious businesswoman, how will our customers view us if you come here like this?" The speaker was Shi Siyi's younger sister, Shi Jingyi. A former model, she opened a fashion boutique in the city using her fashion design skills honed during her studies abroad. Her exquisite designs attracted the attention of the city's elite, quickly making her boutique famous. "You! You've been too busy to change! Haven't seen me in so long and you're already teasing me!" Shi Siyi chuckled, scolding her sister. "Sis, come in and chat!" Shi Jingyi instructed the staff to prepare tea, then beckoned Shi Siyi into the store. "Ah, your job is so good. This store is beautifully decorated!" Shi Siyi exclaimed sincerely, admiring her sister's work. "Didn't I tell you already? Why be a prosecutor? Come work for me, be my model, and we sisters will definitely earn more than you as a prosecutor!" Seeing Shi Siyi's tired expression, Shi Jingyi seized the opportunity to persuade her to start a business together. "You know me, I genuinely love this job," Shi Siyi sighed softly. "Sis, I really should take a break. Don't overwork yourself. How about you take a few days off and come work for me?" Shi Jingyi was a little worried about Shi Siyi. "Forget it, I've been quite busy lately. Tell me about you, you seem to be in a good mood, right... hehe." Shi Siyi's own marriage had failed, but she sincerely hoped her younger sister would find her happiness soon. "No, but I've made an appointment with someone really interesting today. Why don't you come with me?"
Shi Jingyi said. "But you'll have to change out of that tacky uniform you're wearing." "Okay!" The fashion-conscious Shi Siyi happily agreed. "By the way, sis. Did you wear that cheongsam I gave you last time? What do you think?" Shi Jingyi asked. "It's very nice, it really shows off my figure," Shi Siyi said. She then remembered being humiliated by Ding Jian while wearing that dress, and her face flushed slightly. Shi Jingyi said happily, "It's very nice. Send it over next time so I can see it too. These outfits are custom-made for you. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!" With that, she pulled Shi Siyi to change. "Jingyi, did you design all these clothes yourself?" Shi Siyi exclaimed. "Of course! I'm a top student in fashion design!" Shi Jingyi said proudly. Shi Siyi asked, "Which one is designed for me?" Shi Jingyi walked to a plastic mannequin and waved her hands, "Look, this one!" Shi Siyi looked and saw a tight-fitting black thin fur coat, with a black tight-fitting pencil skirt on the mannequin's lower body. Shi Jingyi quickly took the clothes off, "Sis, see? This isn't an ordinary plastic mannequin."
Shi Siyi said angrily, "You're just teasing your sister. What's so special about this mannequin?" Shi Jingyi said, "Take a closer look." Shi Siyi carefully examined the mannequin and realized that it was almost the same height as her, and even the curves of its body were almost identical to hers. Shi Jingyi laughed, "You can see that now? I specially made this using software based on your photo and the measurements I took of you back then!" "No wonder! I didn't expect you to be so amazing." Shi Siyi smiled as she looked at her younger sister. "Try it on quickly. I can't wait to see you in this dress. It's the culmination of a month's work!"
Shi Jingyi exclaimed dramatically, then pushed Shi Siyi into the fitting room. Shi Siyi took off her work clothes, feeling a huge weight lifted from her shoulders. "How wonderful it would be to be a model," a strange thought popped into her head. But then she saw in the news that the industry was supposedly chaotic. Suddenly, Shi Jingyi hugged her from behind, startling her. "You scared me to death, Jingyi!" Shi Siyi snapped. "Sis, you have such a great figure," Shi Jingyi said with a grin, looking at Shi Siyi, who was now only wearing a bra and panties. "You dare flirt with your sister?" Shi Jingyi hooked her little finger around Shi Siyi's thong. "So sexy, my sister. You'll seduce a ton of people if you go out like this." Shi Siyi quickly grabbed Shi Jingyi. "You're so disrespectful! Even though your sister is a prosecutor, I've still learned the basics." Shi Jingyi begged for mercy, and laughter filled the fitting room. "How is it, sis?" Shi Jingyi led Shi Siyi to the mirror. The prosecutor was wearing a black sheer fur coat over a white see-through shirt, and a black tight-fitting mini skirt. The glossy stockings and the fur coat's reflection under the light shimmered. Shi Siyi looked at herself in the mirror and thought she was absolutely stunning. Even the usually narcissistic Shi Siyi couldn't help but exclaim, "Little sister, the clothes you designed are so beautiful!"
Shi Jingyi smiled and said, "Of course. But it's mainly because I'm naturally beautiful!" Shi Siyi smiled sweetly and said, "You're so sweet-talking." Shi Jingyi said, "Okay, that's enough. I'm going to change now, we'll be leaving soon."
A little while later, Shi Jingyi came out wearing a white evening gown. "Aren't you cold dressed like that?" Shi Siyi asked. Shi Jingyi said, "Of course I'm cold, I'm prepared." With that, she picked up a cream-colored fur coat and put it on. The Shi sisters were both tall and slender. The elder sister, with her hair piled high, looked like a noblewoman in her predominantly black outfit, yet exuded an aloof and unapproachable air. The younger sister's evening gown was both sexy and playful. Even before they stepped out of their shop, the two sisters attracted the attention of many passersby. Of course, the sisters, who already attracted a lot of attention on the street, didn't care about others' stares. "Let's go, sis. Now's the perfect time to go," Shi Jingyi said. Inside the Jiangzhou Building, on the floor belonging to Mengdu Industry, the lights were blazing. Zhen Yan and Jiang Chen, along with a group of subordinates, were busy preparing for the quarterly meeting. This was the first time such a large gathering had occurred since Mengdu Industry's opening. The subordinates were buzzing with discussion about who this important person would be attending. "Is Wan Kui definitely not coming?" Zhen Yan asked. "Yes, he said this morning he had to meet an important client tonight, and we can't get through to him on the phone."
Jiang Chen said, "But it's alright, he doesn't have anything to report." "Okay, good. Chenchen, I'll go downstairs and wait." Zhen Yan instructed, "You can arrange for the employees to be seated in advance." "Okay, go ahead. I'll take care of things." Jiang Chen replied. Not long after Zhen Yan went downstairs, Wan Shijie and his group arrived. "President Wan, it's been a long time!" Zhen Yan maintained a proper form of address even in formal settings. "Yes, indeed! President Zhen, I've heard that Mengdu Industrial's business is developing very rapidly these days! Thank you for your help, President Jiang." Wan Shijie extended his hands eagerly. Zhen Yan was dressed elegantly, still in a white shirt and black jacket. Wan Shijie's eyes were already drawn to the beautiful legs in black stockings under the skirt, and he deliberately held the beauty's hand a little longer. Zhen Yan gave him a flirtatious glare: "Let's go, President Wan. The employees are waiting for you." Wan Shijie reluctantly let go of her hand, and the two walked towards the elevator together. As soon as the elevator doors closed, Wan Shijie's restless hand reached under Zhen Yan's skirt: "I missed you so much, Yan Yan."
Zhen Yan groaned: "You old pervert, even in the elevator you want to... ah..." Wan Shijie kneaded Zhen Yan's plump buttocks: "I wish I could devour you right now." Zhen Yan laughed and scolded: "Look at you, so impatient." Seeing that they were almost there, Wan Shijie deliberately lifted Zhen Yan's skirt, which provoked another round of angry curses from Zhen Yan. The two walked out of the elevator one after the other. The employees lined up to greet Wan Shijie, but only Jiang Chen noticed that Zhen Yan's skirt was much more wrinkled than before. "Yan Yan." Jiang Chen hesitated, "It's nothing, let's take a seat and start the meeting." Zhen Yan said calmly. The white Audi Q5 came to a smooth stop in front of a high-end hotel. The hotel waiter hurriedly stepped forward to open the door, and the young man almost had his eyes pop out when he saw Shi Siyi. Shi Siyi's short skirt barely covered her hips by about 30cm, and since she was sitting, only her beautiful legs were visible, making it look like she wasn't wearing a skirt at all under the black fur coat! The hotel waiter stared at this sight, speechless for a long time. Shi Jingyi smiled and said, "Have you seen enough?" The waiter looked and saw that there was another beautiful woman sitting in the back seat! He trembled slightly: "Please, please get out of the car, ladies." The two sisters couldn't help but laugh at the waiter's flustered state. Shi Jingyi led Shi Siyi into a private room on the hotel's rooftop. Although the room wasn't large, it was fully equipped, with starlight-style lighting adorning every corner, and Western food prepared on the table. "Welcome, ladies." A tall figure stood up from the sofa in the corner, a smile reminiscent of Edison Chen, and he did indeed look like the big star. "Sister, this is Wan Kui, the vice chairman of Mengdu Industry," Shi Jingyi introduced. "This is my sister, Shi Siyi. She's a beautiful prosecutor in Jiangzhou!" Wan Kui quickly went to greet her: "Hello! Sister Siyi. I'm Wan Kui, Jingyi's friend. Thank you for coming."
Shi Jingyi covered her mouth and smiled: "I didn't expect you to speak so elegantly." Wan Kui seized the opportunity to say: "I'm a civilized person." This made the two sisters burst into laughter. Shi Siyi extended her hand, "Hello. I'm Shi Siyi, thank you for your hospitality." Wan Kui glanced at Shi Siyi seemingly naturally, but his heart felt like a huge stone had been thrown into a stagnant pool. Unlike Shi Jingyi, Shi Siyi, who was already married, exuded a natural fragrance of a young married woman. Wan Kui thought to himself, "Tonight I'll treat you to my 'jb' (a euphemism for a sexual act), and you'll not only thank me, but you'll also fall in love with me." But he said, "Jingyi's sister is my sister." Shi Jingyi said, "Alright, alright. Why are you being so polite?" Shi Siyi naturally knew that although her sister was a single person, she was cheerful and open-minded because she grew up abroad. Seeing her sister like this, Shi Siyi knew that their relationship must be special. But—Dream Capital Industry! Zhen Yan was also from Dream Capital Industry, and it was difficult for Shi Siyi not to connect the two. "Are you all hungry? Why don't we start?" Wan Kui gestured for them to begin. "Siyi..."

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