[Fantasy] The Amorous Crown Prince's Harem (Complete) - Chapter 40 (End)

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Chapter 3 Drunken Young Woman

"Hey!"

Chen Ruoyan, shocked and ashamed, had almost nowhere to dodge.

What an elite from the National Security Bureau! Her entire tall, slender body seemed to be suddenly enveloped by an invisible protective energy barrier, arching like a shrimp as an arrow is drawn. Wei Xiaoyu's "milking dragon claw" remained within two inches of her full breasts, unable to touch those two jade rabbits so close at hand.

Wei Xiaoyu's attack had reached its end, and he couldn't help but sigh with regret: His long-planned grab had failed; it wasn't that he was incompetent, but that the enemy was far more skilled!

"Let's go!"

Wei Xiaoyu shouted, turning and fleeing.

"Wei Xiaobao, you..."

Chen Ruoyan was both shocked and ashamed, but seeing Chen Feiyang emerge with Su Hanmei, she had no choice but to give up.

"Wei Xiaobao?"

Chen Feiyang looked at the cold, beautiful female bodyguard, noticing her flushed cheeks, and was momentarily bewildered.

"I heard Director Chen call me that."

Chen Ruoyan avoided Chen Feiyang's suspicious gaze, glanced at Su Hanmei beside her, and then turned to walk towards the pure white Audi A8 parked to the side. Her eyes clearly showed sympathy and pity for Su Hanmei.

Director Chen was naturally Chen Feiyang's second brother, the director of the Special Operations Division One of the Ministry of State Security.

"My niece, Ruoyan..."

Chen Feiyang introduced his female bodyguard to Su Hanmei...

Wei Xiaoyu rushed out of Tanxiangyuan, got into a taxi waiting by the roadside, and hurriedly called his aunt back, but her phone was switched off.

Don't blame me for hanging up on you, it's really an emergency, Auntie. If you want to torture me, I might just give you a surprise milking dragon claw move...

"A winding river in my brother's heart, a pair of big waves on my sister's chest..."

Wei Xiaoyu glanced disdainfully at the taxi driver with a lewd smile, then answered the phone: "Mom, don't get angry. It was Auntie on the phone. She asked me to do something for her that I forgot, so I rushed out to fix it. You, as her older sister, know how formidable she is... Ah, about the phone ringtone... I'll change it, I'll change it, okay... Tutor? I heard you. Don't worry, I'll respect Teacher Su. There are still a few days before school starts, can you give me a few more days of freedom?"

In fact, as the second-in-command of Xijing City, Chen Feiyang couldn't possibly live in a private residential area. Instead, he lived in Villa No. 2 in Xijing's "Royal District." Tanxiangyuan was bought specifically for his son, Wei Xiaoyu. It was just one street away from Xijing No. 1 High School, the best high school in Xijing City, making it convenient for his three years of high school life and also protecting his privacy as the son of a high-ranking official, avoiding unnecessary trouble.

Wei Xiaoyu wandered around outside for a while before returning to Tanxiangyuan. Exiting the elevator, he glanced at the other two security doors, wondering which one led to the home of the pretty woman he'd met earlier.

Thinking about how he might inevitably bump into her on his way home, he was really looking forward to something happening between him and this charming young woman.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, his mind already conjuring up all sorts of coincidences. But he was inexperienced and worried that his abruptness might frighten her. Unable

to contain himself any longer, he tiptoed to the security door of apartment 301, pressing his ear against it to eavesdrop. There was no sound.

Then he went to the door of apartment 303 on the right. Before he could even put his ear to it, he heard an argument going on inside.

"Feng Xinmin, you're a bastard!"

A woman's shrill voice, laced with sobs, cried out. "You're really something, trying to give your wife away! Waaah... I want a divorce!"

Wei Xiaoyu was still trying to confirm if it was the pretty woman he'd bumped into in the elevator when the security door opened, startling him.

The person inside was also surprised; it was Xu Yiqiu.

"You... what are you doing here?"

Xu Yiqiu's eyelashes were still wet with tears.

"I..."

Wei Xiaoyu stammered, then saw a bespectacled man behind the pretty woman—presumably Feng Xinmin, who wanted to give away his beautiful wife.

"Who is this?"

Feng Xinmin sensed from his wife's words that they knew each other.

"None of your business!"

Xu Yiqiu yelled at her husband, then brushed past Wei Xiaoyu and stormed towards the elevator.

"Where are you going? Come home and we'll talk."

Feng Xinmin didn't care about Wei Xiaoyu anymore; a fifteen or sixteen-year-old wasn't worth his time.

Xu Yiqiu was clearly furious. Holding her sunglasses, she gritted her teeth and pointed at the bespectacled man: "Feng Xinmin, I finally see through you today. Even if I was blind back then... Don't touch me..."

"Stop it, there are people here. Let's go home first..."

Feng Xinmin reached out to grab Xu Yiqiu's wrist, but Xu Yiqiu shook him off.

"Ahem, I think..."

Wei Xiaoyu pretended to be a mediator, "You both need to calm down. Going home now will only lead to more arguments..."

Both parties stared at him.

He took out his keys: "How about you, sister, don't be angry and run away from home. Why don't you come to my house and calm down?"

The furious Xu Yiqiu was interrupted by a young man. Looking at his serious demeanor, she couldn't help but find it amusing. His maturity and composure, which was incongruous with his age, impressed her.

"Are you new here?"

Feng Xinmin asked Wei Xiaoyu.

"Yes, hello big brother, my name is Wei Xiaoyu, only half a character different from Wei Xiaobao."

Wei Xiaoyu solemnly extended his hand.

Feng Xinmin adjusted his glasses, somewhat arrogantly ignoring the young man's outstretched hand, disdainful of him, but Wei Xiaoyu warmly grasped it, and he couldn't break free, watching helplessly as his beautiful wife entered the elevator and the doors closed.

"You..."

Feng Xinmin was both amused and exasperated, shaking off Wei Xiaoyu's enthusiastic hand and turning away, "Kids shouldn't meddle in other people's business."

He wondered if the pretty lady would be grateful for his "help," or if she would blame him for meddling.

From the afternoon until nine o'clock at night, Wei Xiaoyu had been video chatting and joking with his former classmates in Beijing. Finally feeling hungry, he went out to get some late-night snacks.

When the elevator doors opened, a tall, graceful figure, reeking of alcohol, swayed and fell towards him.

Instinctively, Wei Xiaoyu couldn't resist such a seductive embrace. He opened his arms and hugged the warm, soft body, his legs trembling with nervousness, perhaps from excitement.

In the dim light, he recognized the owner of this delicate body—his beautiful neighbor.

Chapter 4 Unbridled Desecration

"Sister, sister, wake up!"

Wei Xiaoyu, overwhelmed by the beautiful young woman's voluptuous, soft, and fragrant body, swayed, unsteady on his feet, and stumbled back two steps. His sister's firm, soft breasts pressed against his chest, rubbing against him, making his voice tremble with stimulation. His

arms encircled the beautiful woman's perfectly toned waist, his chest pressed against her full breasts, and Wei Xiaoyu's heart pounded rapidly, his breathing becoming heavy.

"You…you…who are you?"

Heavily drunk, Xu Yiqiu braced herself on Wei Xiaoyu's shoulders, squinting her dreamy, intoxicated eyes in the lamplight, trying to recognize the person embracing her. She seemed momentarily confused, not recognizing him. Raising a snow-white hand, she slapped Wei Xiaoyu's agitated cheek. "Let...let...let me go...you bad guy..."

The soft slap on the cheek only fueled Wei Xiaoyu's agitation.

This also proved that her sister was a dignified woman, valuing her purity highly and not allowing anyone to take advantage of her.

"Sister, wake up! I'm your neighbor, it's me! Look closely, I don't look like a bad person at all."

Wei Xiaoyu tried to adjust his expression, forcing a harmless smile. "Look, I'm so young, I'm no danger to you."

The intoxicated young woman, Xu Yiqiu, blinked her autumn-like eyes, seemingly finally recognizing him. She suddenly smiled and tried to break free from his embrace: "Thank you... I want to go home..."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you home, sister."

Wei Xiaoyu smelled the alcohol on the young woman's breath, finding it intoxicating, not to mention the mature, voluptuous, tall, and graceful body in his arms. He wished he could help her walk like this for the rest of his life.

"No, don't hold me so tightly... I can't... breathe... anymore..."

Xu Yiqiu mumbled, pushing Wei Xiaoyu away with her hands on her shoulders, but she was weak all over. It was less of a resistance and more of a coquettish act.

The description of feigned reluctance was perfectly apt.

Hearing her seductive murmurs, and holding her mature, voluptuous body in his arms, Wei Xiaoyu felt a thousand beasts galloping through his mind. Before he knew it, his groin was hard. The

beautiful woman in his arms had long, flowing hair, her eyes hazy with intoxication, and her dignified face flushed crimson, making her indescribably alluring.

Even more arousing was the sight of her firm breasts pressed against his chest, soft yet strong. The two mounds of pinkish-white flesh were pushed out of the neckline of her t-shirt, forming a sexy, deep V-neck. Her snow-white skin glowed with an alluring luster, seemingly exuding a captivating fragrance. Against the backdrop of her light pink lace bra, she radiated boundless charm and temptation, making Wei Xiaoyu's heart race and his mouth dry.

Such a beautiful, mature woman, with her naturally dignified and elegant demeanor, was the perfect object of desire for a young man like Wei Xiaoyu.

At this moment, she was in a dazed, intoxicated state, all her dignity gone, replaced by a wild and unrestrained sensuality.

The contrast between these two completely different images was incredibly alluring to the young man.

"Um...hehe, if I don't hold you tighter, I'm afraid you'll fall, sister,"

Wei Xiaoyu said, while observing his sister's expression. He noticed she seemed unable to open her eyes, speaking instinctively, so he became bolder.

Looking around and listening intently, there seemed to be no response, and a wicked seed sprouted in his heart.

"Sister, sister..."

he called softly.

Xu Yiqiu was only breathing heavily, unable to even open her eyes, so naturally she didn't react.

In the throes of lust and the alluring fragrance of the mature woman, Wei Xiaoyu boldly kissed the ear of the beauty in his arms.

The beautiful woman didn't resist at all; he became even more greedy.

He pressed the young woman's supple, limp body against the wall, clamped his legs around her, and shamelessly pressed his hard member against her soft, flat stomach, creating a small, fleshy indentation.

"Oh...it's fucking intoxicating..."

Wei Xiaoyu groaned with pleasure, his hips thrusting instinctively, letting his hot, hard member defile the intoxicated young woman's body, relieving his own lust.

"No...no...it hurts..."

The young woman subconsciously felt her body being shamelessly violated. Her slender hands weakly patted Wei Xiaoyu's face and shoulders, her entire body writhing and struggling like a snake.

Wei Xiaoyu felt sweat dripping down his face. This was the first time he had so wickedly defiled a beautiful and dignified young woman. He was terrified, fearing that the young woman would suddenly regain her senses, leaving him no choice but to move out of the building.

But lust, a powerful force of the soul, was irresistible. The beautiful young woman in his arms was simply too alluring, her body so sensual and captivating. Most importantly, she was currently intoxicated and unconscious. He couldn't bear to let such a golden opportunity slip by.

The struggling, resisting woman appeared so pitiful yet alluring under his shameless defilement.

Her writhing body, a mixture of resistance and welcome, her voluptuous form seemed to be actively rubbing against and teasing Wei Xiaoyu's desire, making him unable to resist. His erection was hard as iron, desperately needing to be quenched.

After a brief moment of fear, he intensified his actions.

Risking being slapped by the beautiful woman's soft hands, he leaned in and kissed her cherry lips.

Wow, so soft, so tender! He couldn't help but suckle wildly, so excited he almost wanted to scream.

Back in the capital, although he possessed an evil heart, he lacked the courage to act on it; many of his crazy and wicked thoughts remained merely ideas.

Now, with this golden opportunity, he wanted to vent his frustrations.

Unfortunately, he had never tasted kissing before. He had once wanted to try it with his cousin, but at the last minute, the girl had cleverly escaped. So, he knew nothing of technique, only frantically licking and sucking, inhaling the alcohol fumes from the beautiful young woman's breath, seemingly intoxicated himself.

"Mmm...no...uh...uh..."

Xu Yiqiu weakly shook her head, but couldn't escape the wicked boy's advances. Her two bright red lips were aching from being sucked.

She was able to return despite being drunk because she had forced herself to stay sober, and the taxi had been running with the window open, letting in the breeze. Now, back at her apartment, her guard had finally relaxed, and the stairwell was stuffy and poorly ventilated, allowing her to completely lose herself.

But after her mature and voluptuous body was brutally violated, she finally regained some consciousness...

Chapter 5 Spring Light Revealed

Wei Xiaoyu greedily and roughly violated the beautiful young woman's body, almost entering a state of ecstatic release, completely unaware that the pair of beautiful, autumn-like eyes were watching him in a state of half-drunkenness and half-awakeness.

"Oh, sister, you are so beautiful, I like you so much, you are truly my goddess..."

The young man finally stopped, panting heavily, greedily and infatuatedly admiring the beauty in his arms.

The young woman's bangs and sideburns were already somewhat disheveled by him, her beautiful face glowed with a moist and rosy luster, smooth and flawless, her two red cherry lips, under his wanton ravaging, were now glistening with saliva and slightly swollen.

"Sister, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you? It's just because you're so beautiful... umm."

He gave her two delicate cherry lips a light kiss, so tender and affectionate that he didn't notice the body in his arms didn't resist, and even trembled slightly.

Xu Yiqiu could hardly believe what was happening before her eyes. The always elegant and dignified girl, in her drunken state, had been so lewdly and molested by the boy next door.

Her alluring, mature body was pressed against the wall by him in a lewd manner, his hard, iron-like rod pressing against her particularly delicate abdomen. Even through the layers of fabric, the heat emanating from it sent shivers down her spine—so powerful, so rough, so full of vibrant life.

Her slightly swollen lips were touched again by him, and in her half-awake state, she clearly felt her soul tremble. Good

heavens, what had he done while she was lost in his passion?

She still couldn't believe it; a boy of only fifteen or sixteen could be so bold and unrestrained.

Hearing him mutter "kiss" to himself and then give her a quick kiss, Xu Yiqiu was filled with shame and indignation. This delinquent boy was quite the romantic... Ugh, Xu Yiqiu, you're supposed to be a dignified and elegant female official! Being taken advantage of by a callow youth, yet

you're still having such lewd thoughts... Good heavens, if an adult were to treat her like this, she would have fought back to the death. But under this handsome young man's defilement, she actually felt a strange stimulation...

Is it like shameless men's preference for virgins, that women also harbor a forbidden desire to be with young boys?

Thinking this, the beautiful young woman felt her face burning with shyness, and a strange restlessness surged through her body.

Wei Xiaoyu was completely unaware of the inner turmoil of the beautiful young woman in his arms; he began to focus on her alluring breasts.

"Wow, sister, I really want to touch your breasts! They're so big and round, I just want to kiss them..."

Wei Xiaoyu was still muttering to himself, his hands involuntarily reaching towards the pair of high, alluring breasts in front of him.

What should she do? What should she do? Xu Yiqiu was filled with shame and indignation, watching helplessly as a pair of boyish, thieving hands reached for her high, full breasts, about to be lewdly fondled by him. In her panic, she lost her composure, her entire body trembling and stiffening, her two plump, slender legs tightly pressed together.

She wanted to pretend to be drunk, to let him lewdly fondle her breasts, but she seemed to be getting more and more sober, and her mature body seemed to be reacting with shyness.

As those thieving hands were about to succeed, she felt a shameful surge in her breasts, a faint warmth flowing down her lower abdomen, swirling in that mysterious valley…

“So hot…”

She saw large beads of sweat sliding down the young man’s face, whether from nervousness or excitement, and she actually heard herself murmur this, instantly feeling incredibly shy.

Xu Yiqiu, Xu Yiqiu, you are a married woman, and you’ve seen the shameless behavior of men in officialdom and in life. Even your own husband wants to give you away to curry favor with his superiors, how can you still not wake up?

“Hmm…”

Suddenly, she felt her full breasts tighten, and instinctively let out a soft moan.

“Wow, sister, sister, I can’t take it anymore, you’re so captivating…”

Wei Xiaoyu’s hands climbed onto the beautiful young woman’s breasts. Through her t-shirt and bra, his hands couldn’t grasp them at all. The soft, supple feel made him groan, and his manhood swelled once more.

Listening to the boy's passionate mutterings, the young woman was overcome with shyness. She felt his gentle caresses on her full breasts, waves of tingling pleasure washing over her.

"Mmm...mmm..."

She couldn't believe she was moaning so wantonly. A long-lost pleasure, a deep, bone-deep comfort, washed over her. She quickly tried to cover it up, "Mmm...so thirsty...water, I want to drink...water..."

This little beast deserves to be torn to pieces!

His buttocks began to move rhythmically, his hot rod pressing against her soft, sensitive abdomen like a pile driver, trying to squeeze out her shameful nectar...

"Water...I want to drink...so much water...ooh..."

Hearing her almost ecstatic moans, the beautiful young woman couldn't forgive herself. Such wanton words as "so much water" had slipped out of her mouth. Good heavens, she had completely abandoned her elegant and dignified image; what difference was there between her and a wanton harlot?

She suddenly twisted, her jade-like arms gaining strength. With a sudden burst of power, she pushed away the infatuated young man, but lost her balance against the wall and slowly slid down, muttering, "So thirsty...drink water...go home..."

Wei Xiaoyu was still in shock, almost scared out of his wits by the young woman's sudden push.

Now, watching her slowly sit on the ground, her two fair legs casually spread apart beneath her skirt, a scene that made his blood boil was presented.

Oh my god!

The beautiful young woman was actually sitting in such an indecent posture, giving him a chance to feast his eyes. He trembled with excitement.

The beautiful young woman sat against the wall, her two beautiful legs bent and spread apart, the opening of her skirt stretched to its maximum, almost completely exposing the infinitely beautiful scenery inside.

Her calves were snow-white and shiny, as dazzling as two lotus roots. Combined with the charm of high-heeled sandals, it was simply too alluring to resist.

Because he was standing, the angle wasn't right, so to get a better view of the group, he couldn't help but squat down...

Chapter 6 Mayor

, that lewd and shameless little bastard! Xu Yiqiu, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, looked at the boy's ugly state and was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground.

Her body, still weak from his earlier fondling of her breasts, desperately wanted to close her legs, but she was powerless, filled with shame and indignation, utterly humiliated. What difference was there between her indecent posture and inviting someone into a trap?

Wei Xiaoyu's eyes nearly popped out of his head; his legs went weak, and he knelt directly on the floor.

He saw two snow-white, full thighs lazily and provocatively parted beneath the skirt, their lines incredibly alluring, flawless, making his mouth dry.

Discovering the two sexy, alluring legs gradually closing, he quickly prostrated himself on the ground, chasing after that infinitely mysterious source.

Seeing the boy's ugly, lewd, and utterly shameless behavior—beyond description of his character—the young woman was overwhelmed with shame and indignation, yet also felt a surge of indescribable excitement and stimulation.

Could this be what a book described as, "Everyone has a desire to return to a primal state, but this desire is hidden by the constraints of worldly morality"?

At the base of her snow-white, plump thighs, she wore light pink lace-trimmed panties. The light pink proclaimed youth, contrasting beautifully with her snow-white, full thighs, creating the illusion of an invincible, youthful beauty. This gave Wei Xiaoyu a breathtaking experience. He hadn't expected such a dignified and mature woman to have such vibrant and innovative underwear.

As her legs gradually closed, he finally saw the bottom of the pink panties being squeezed, revealing a captivatingly plump and alluring little mound…

truly a sight to behold… hidden beneath her skirt!

The beautiful young woman, Xu Yiqiu, overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment, simply closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to look at the wicked young man sprawled before her any longer. Yet, despite his utterly lewd and obscene behavior, he gave her a strange, unprecedented thrill—a mixture of shame and anticipation…

Just then, Wei Xiaoyu heard the elevator arrive. He quickly stood up, feigning a mixture of enthusiasm and embarrassment, preparing to help the pretty woman on the ground. Then he heard two urgent voices.

“Oh dear, Yiqiu, are you alright?”

A plump middle-aged woman practically pounced on him.

Another aloof woman, about the same age as Xu Yiqiu, stared at Wei Xiaoyu suspiciously and asked, "What happened here...?"

"Neighbor, I was just about to go out for a late-night snack when I saw Sister Qiu so drunk. I tried to help her, but she slapped me! Hehe, look."

He innocently pointed to the faint handprint on his cheek.

"Hehe, you're really wronged, kid."

The middle-aged woman spoke frankly, supporting Xu Yiqiu's arm while calling to her companion, "Wang Fang, look at you, still suspecting something a little kid did to Yiqiu. Hehe, come on, lend a hand..." Hearing the middle-aged woman's words

, Wei Xiaoyu, feeling guilty, quickly stole glances at Xu Yiqiu's reaction on the ground. He met Xu Yiqiu's complex gaze, seemingly containing some shame and resentment. He immediately felt a chill run down his spine: Could it be that she...?

Thinking about it again, it seemed utterly absurd. Such a dignified and elegant beautiful young woman, after being so lewdly and disrespectfully treated by him, would she really pretend not to know? Did she also enjoy being groped by a young man?

Tsk tsk, just thinking about it is exciting.

Entering the elevator, recalling the erotic scene from earlier, he couldn't help but rub his crotch a couple of times, comforting his disappointed little brother…

He had just gone downstairs when his phone rang. It was his mother, Chen Feiyang, calling, asking him to go to Building 2 in the "Wangfu District."

When Wei Xiaoyu arrived at the east gate of Wangfu District by taxi, the icy beauty Chen Ruoyan had been waiting for a long time.

He thought the beautiful Chen would hold him accountable for the "groping," and dared not approach her tall, athletic body.

But Chen Ruoyan completely ignored him, heading straight for Building 2, which greatly displeased him.

Chen Ruoyan always dressed in dark, conservative attire, but this night she unusually displayed some of her youthful charm.

Her short, ear-length hair and slender neck made her appear even taller and more graceful.

The black t-shirt was slightly loose, but with her elegant steps, the graceful curves of her body were faintly visible beneath, quite alluring.

The most striking feature was undoubtedly her dark denim capri pants, which tautly outlined her shapely, straight legs and pert, round buttocks. With each graceful step, her two plump, shapely buttocks swayed and twisted, making Wei Xiaoyu swallow hard. If he weren't intimidated by her skills, he would have loved to tease her and satisfy his lust.

Because the icy beauty always dressed conservatively, rarely revealing her skin, the capri pants now exposed two slender calves, so white and dazzling under the moonlight and streetlights. If he were lucky enough to hold and play with those lotus root-like legs…

well, the icy beauty entered the hall, also "warning" Wei Xiaoyu to restrain his lust.

This was his second time in this heavily guarded area of power, and he couldn't help but stop at the entrance to observe.

The Prince's Mansion is divided into east and west sections. The east section is the territory of government officials, while the west section is the territory of the municipal party committee. Therefore, the mayor and secretary do not need to meet when they enter.

In the officialdom of the Celestial Empire, the top leader of the Party and the top leader of the government have always been at odds. Wei Xiaoyu grew up in a family of power and was somewhat familiar with these rules of officialdom. He

just didn't know how his usually autocratic mother, after being relegated to the second-in-command position, could get along well with the legendary Iron Lady Fang family's eldest daughter. He really looked forward to a clash of titans. After all, Fang Wanqiu was a member of the Central Committee, while Chen Feiyang was only an alternate member. He had never seen his mother get

the short end of the stick before, haha... On a whim, he glanced around to make sure no one was watching, walked to the welcoming pine tree on the west side of the entrance to Building No. 2, took out his rather proud little brother, and took a good piss...

The second-in-command of a municipality is at the provincial or ministerial level. Chen Feiyang has three attendants: a cook, a receptionist, and a field assistant. Chen Ruoyan is nominally Chen Feiyang's personal secretary.

"Xiaoyu, your mother is taking a bath. She asked me to tell you that you'll be staying here tonight..."

The receptionist called Hou Bing.

Wei Xiaoyu didn't see Chen Ruoyan, so he said to Hou Bing, "Brother Monkey, I'm very hungry. Is there anything to eat? Preferably three catties of beef and a bowl of good wine..." "

Get up here right now."

"Mother!"

Wei Xiaoyu looked up and saw his mother, Chen Feiyang, with her long hair wet and wearing a silk bathrobe, scolding him on the second-floor corridor...

Chapter 7 Enchanting Scenery

Wei Xiaoyu rarely saw his mother scold him like this. After all, she was a high-ranking official of the Celestial Empire, and her imposing presence was quite intimidating to him. Moreover, his mother's eyebrows were raised and her eyes were cold. Clearly, she was furious, and the petty man trembled with fear.

He ran upstairs in a trembling voice. Chen Feiyang glared at him coldly and said, "Come with me."

Wei Xiaoyu was stunned: his mother was so noble and refined, dignified and radiant with an air of authority. How had he never noticed before?

Wei Xiaoyu was proud to have such a mother, almost wanting to worship her.

Watching Chen Feiyang turn and head towards the living room, Wei Xiaoyu followed her step by step with mixed feelings. The corridor was filled with a lingering, intoxicating fragrance.

His mother didn't have the short, ear-length hair typical of high-ranking female officials in China; instead, she had long, flowing hair, usually tied up in a bun at the back of her head, dignified and authoritative, efficient and capable.

But now, the mayor, after her bath, wore a floor-length silk bathrobe, her long hair flowing, her steps elegant, like a princess in full regalia, or a fairy from the heavens, so graceful, so beautiful, so radiant.

"Ah...you brat..."

Chen Feiyang suddenly screamed.

Wei Xiaoyu was following his mother's steps, his eyes fixed on the trailing hem of her bathrobe on the floor. Unexpectedly, his mother paused and opened the bedroom door, causing him to step on the back of her bathrobe. As Chen Feiyang, caught off guard, took another step, the bathrobe, casually tied at the waist, was ripped off with a scream.

Startled by his mother's cry, Wei Xiaoyu realized what was happening when his mother's tall figure was already falling into his arms. He instinctively reached out to steady her.

Chen Feiyang, her bathrobe being stepped on, felt the waist tie loosen, but it didn't cushion the fall. Then, the bathrobe slipped off her shoulders, causing her to stumble and fall backward. Her son's hands then grasped her high, full breasts.

The elegant and dignified high-ranking official felt a sudden tightness in her breasts; an indescribable strangeness made her stiffen, and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

"You brat, what are you doing..."

Although Chen Feiyang was the mayor of a city, usually impervious to flattery at work, he couldn't help but blush and his voice trembled when suddenly caught off guard.

"I...I'm helping you, Mom..."

Wei Xiaoyu felt his heart was about to leap out of his chest. The sudden sense of taboo was too shocking for him.

In his hands, two firm yet soft mounds of fat, round and full, overflowing from his palms, were incredibly voluptuous and beautiful.

The soft, mature woman's body in his arms exuded a faint, alluring fragrance, and he once again experienced the intoxicating pleasure of soft, warm jade.

However, he knew that although this body in his arms gave him a brief, overwhelming wave of pleasure, it was something he couldn't afford to accept, nor should he allow, because she was his mother. Before

the seed of evil could even sprout, the shame of sin had already poured a bucket of cold water on him, leaving him with a painful and complex mix of emotions...

"Be gentle..."

The elegant and dignified female mayor muttered a complaint to her son. She felt the hands that had been grasping her breasts suddenly tighten. Her son was actually squeezing her breasts? Although the thought only flashed through her mind, it was enough to make her heart flutter and her shyness intensify...

This brat, in the prime of his youth, given such a golden opportunity, it's no wonder he's curious and wanting to play with them... But she is, in name, his mother...

"Mom, you're so heavy, how can I lift you up without using my strength?"

Wei Xiaoyu deeply remorsefully blamed himself for his sin. He had actually grabbed and squeezed his mother's breast without thinking. It really was beyond his control. God, please don't punish me too much...

"Aunt..."

Wei Xiaoyu heard an urgent voice calling from the other end of the corridor, but it stopped abruptly. He turned his head and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

At the other end of the corridor, the icy beauty Chen Ruoyan was only wrapped in a bath towel, barely covering her vital parts. Her hair was wet and plastered to her head, her arms were long and slender and white, and her legs were sexy and shapely. Never before had anyone seen the icy beauty so openly exposed!

As a bodyguard, Chen Ruoyan couldn't afford to be careless about her mistress's every move. Hearing Chen Feiyang's scream, she rushed out of the bathroom almost immediately. But after seeing the strange posture between the mayor and his mother, she immediately understood what had happened.

Aunt was an identity arranged for her by the organization to cover her tracks.

In the brief moment she hesitated, her naked body had already been almost completely seen by that shameless, despicable young man. Her heart was filled with resentment, but she was helpless and turned to slip back into the bathroom. Even

after closing the bathroom door, Chen Ruoyan was still unable to let go of the unease. Since being recruited into the organization at the age of nine, the brutal training and harsh ideological education had forged her aloof and cold personality. She had almost come to see herself as a tough, masculine woman. Yet, in just one day, she had been defiled twice by a shameless scoundrel, making her grit her teeth in anger. "

You filthy, evil bastard, don't let me catch you, or I'll make you wish you were dead..." the icy beauty thought bitterly, pulling back her towel. Chen Ruoyan saw a tall, graceful, and sexy body reflected in the mirror, a body that could shame any male animal. She herself blushed.

Such a stunningly hot beauty could only be depicted in anime...

Wei Xiaoyu hadn't yet recovered from his shock when Chen Feiyang straightened up. With the soft, fragrant body gone, he felt a sense of loss.

"You dare say you didn't pinch on purpose?"

How could Chen Feiyang not even distinguish between the degree and force of "support" and "pinching"?

After saying this, she grabbed her son's ear in shame and anger, then realized her words had been too ambiguous, almost crossing a taboo line, and felt a tremor run through her soul.

Looking at his mother's angry and ashamed expression, Wei Xiaoyu thought to himself: "Don't even mention pinching it, I've played with it freely since I was little, and even sucked on its abundant nutrients. Why weren't you angry then?"

Chen Feiyang felt her cheeks burning red, and dared not look at her son's seemingly unconvinced expression. Trying to downplay the awkwardness, she blurted out, "You little rascal, you've grown up, haven't you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Mom, cough cough."

"Cough cough my foot!"

Chen Feiyang turned and gave him a sharp rap on the forehead, then, worried that her son would see her blush, quickly changed the subject, "The hairdryer is in that drawer, take it out and dry Mom's hair."

"Okay, Mom, I'm so grateful for the opportunity to show my filial piety."

Following his mother's finger, Wei Xiaoyu quickly went over and pulled the drawer. His eyes darted around, but he opened the top drawer and immediately gasped, "Mayor, I never expected my mom to be so trendy!"

Chapter 8: The Ode to Breasts.

Xu Yiqiu had sobered up considerably, and her best friend Wang Fang stayed to keep her company.

Both of them had already showered, put on their pajamas, and were lying in bed.

"You really want a divorce?"

Wang Fang asked her again. "You need to think this through. Feng Xinmin is probably just having a rough time in his career and has seen too much of this money-for-power and money-for-sex stuff, so he was just frustrated and that's why he said those things to you."

Xu Yiqiu stared blankly at the orange chandelier, seemingly lost in thought .

"I'm talking to you,"

Wang Fang nudged her.

"I'm listening."

Xu Yiqiu sat up abruptly, cupping her face in her snow-white hands, glancing at her beautiful best friend, as if she had something difficult to say.

Wang Fang also sat up, the movement a bit too abrupt, unbuttoning a button on her blouse, revealing not only a smooth, rounded shoulder but also a large expanse of her white breasts.

"Pfft..."

Seeing her best friend's alluring figure, Xu Yiqiu couldn't help but feel playful. He reached into her collar with his left hand and grabbed Wang Fang's braless right breast, clicking his tongue in amazement. "Tsk tsk, that 2'B girl from back then, she's probably a 36C now, right?"

"Get lost!"

Despite being best friends, Wang Fang was still quite uncomfortable. She wanted to sit up straight before pulling Xu Yiqiu's mischievous hand away, but she hadn't expected him to be so reckless, actually flicking her sensitive nipple with his finger. The tingling, itchy sensation, combined with the pressure of his hand, sent waves of pleasure through the dense nerves on her nipple into her brain. The pleasure, like lightning, swept through her entire body, making her almost go limp. A shy, seductive moan escaped her lips, "Mmm..."

Hearing such a passionate cry, Xu Yiqiu laughed, "You silly woman, I'm not a man, and you're already this sensitive, haha..."

Wang Fang blushed. Without arguing with her, Wang Fang leaned against the backrest and sighed, seemingly touched, "Divorced women can't compare to you, who can be pampered by men every night. Yiqiu, that's one of the reasons I advised you to seriously consider divorce."

Unexpectedly, after hearing her best friend's heartfelt words, Xu Yiqiu hesitated for a long time before revealing her private thoughts: "Remember last year when Feng Xinmin was raided for gambling? He was arrogant and domineering, and ended up getting kicked by a hot-headed policeman..."

Wang Fang, being a lawyer, instinctively thought of suing that policeman. It seemed that Feng Xinmin, as a man, had already... There seemed to be a sense of shared suffering. Wang Fang took her best friend's arm.

Xu Yiqiu seemed to feel that since she had already spoken, she should get it off her chest: "Since then, we haven't... had sex... so... so he also wants a child, and also wants to advance in his career..."

Wang Fang fell silent. They were no longer naive young girls fresh out of school; the competition in society and the cruelty of reality meant that many things, even if absurd, were not easily judged as right or wrong.

“Actually, given your current relationship with Secretary Fang, mentioning it to her at the right time might be helpful to Feng Xinmin,”

Wang Fang, as a lawyer, often saw things incisively. “Besides, with your current position as deputy director of the municipal party committee office, it’s not something a mere secretary-general of the municipal government can covet. Feng Xinmin is probably just grasping at straws…”

***********First published on Cuiweiju***********First published on Cuiweiju***********First published on Cuiweiju After a brief moment of surprise at her son’s boldness, Chen Feiyang didn’t give him the harsh scolding typical of housewives. She keenly realized that her son had truly grown up and was beginning to develop a strong interest in women—this new realm.

After he groped her breasts earlier, she inexplicably glanced at her son’s crotch, and the bulging “bag” still made her somewhat uneasy.

But she also knew she couldn't be like some daring mothers, bathing with their sons as a demonstration to dispel their sons' mystique about the opposite sex, especially since he wasn't even her biological son—though he didn't know that.

Watching her son's intense interest in the lace thong in her drawer, seemingly going beyond a playful mother-son exchange and bordering on flirtation, Chen Feiyang, the mayor of the city, felt helpless and powerless.

Yet, she couldn't scold him for his youthful smile, which was truly frustrating.

"Xiaoyu, come with me to the study."

Chen Feiyang wanted to escape the bedroom, a place filled with mystery. In the study, she could maintain a more professional demeanor and subtly hint to her son: This conversation is serious and earnest; no more fooling around.

"Alright... then."

Wei Xiaoyu glanced one last time at the lace thong lying quietly in the drawer, still savoring the memory. He couldn't bear to imagine how such a nearly transparent, ultra-sexy thong would look on his elegant and dignified mother. His father had been in a wheelchair for years...

Wei Xiaoyu followed Chen Feiyang into the study with a bitter taste in his mouth. Who was he showing off those kinds of erotic clothes to? The awe and pride he felt for his mother just moments before gradually faded.

Chen Feiyang hadn't expected her son's thoughts to have changed so drastically in just a few minutes. She sat upright behind her desk, the expensive executive chair making her imposing presence and quiet authority obvious.

"Close the door, sit down,"

Chen Feiyang said, trying to be as kind as possible, noticing her son's displeasure.

She didn't realize that her son's rebellious spirit had been ignited by her imperious "order."

"Yes, Mayor,"

Wei Xiaoyu replied respectfully, but his movements were sluggish, respectful but not particularly sharp.

Chen Feiyang was utterly bewildered. "You wickedly pinched your mother's breast and even brought up my underwear! I haven't even scolded or reprimanded you! Countless grown men would bow down and obey my orders. Who gave you the audacity to challenge me?"

Her brows furrowed, and she coldly stared at her son, who sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, asking sternly, "What right do you have to give your mother such a hard time?"

Seeing his mother's icy expression, Wei Xiaoyu's heart pounded. This was the first time he'd ever seen his mother treat him like this.

He was stubborn as a mule, and retorted, "Why do you say I'm giving you a hard time? Just because you're the mayor?"

"You…"

Chen Feiyang was completely unprepared and hadn't managed to intimidate her son. It truly proved the saying: "Too close, and one becomes disrespectful."

Before his mother could completely explode, Wei Xiaoyu began his impassioned speech: "When you were born and breathed your first breath of fresh air, less than half an hour later, suddenly this round, warm thing was placed in front of you, filled with delicious food, perfectly shaped and sized for you. You didn't even need to read the instructions to know how to use it..."

Chapter 9: Uncontrollable Loneliness

. Chen Feiyang was dumbfounded.

But Wei Xiaoyu wouldn't let his high and mighty mother off the hook. He continued his eloquent appeal: "For the next year or so, all you have to do is shout, and these two perfect spheres, veritable engineering marvels, will fall from the sky to satisfy your appetite. During this time, all your sustenance can be provided by these two readily available, bountiful spheres.

But suddenly one day, without warning or reason, the most perfect thing in the world disappears from your life. If you whine and scream for boobs in a shopping mall, it's considered 'rude and ill-mannered.'

From the age of three until you successfully woo your first girlfriend..." You can see your most beloved things everywhere in the world, bobbing and swaying in the wind, rising and falling like waves, yet you can never, completely, utterly, absolutely touch them; you are powerless.

Worse still, from your teens onward, even just looking closely at those swaying things might get you labeled a hooligan, a pervert, or even a pervert.

This is why men don't easily shed tears, and why men behind closed doors don't easily express their feelings.

The only thing you truly desire in this world is suddenly taken away, hidden away, and when it reappears in your life, it's bound by so many rules, social taboos, and moral constraints—how could you not go mad?

"Enough!"

"I have one more thing to say: I want breasts, not emotional trauma!"

"You...you...get out of here!"

"I'll get out,"

Wei Xiaoyu approached his mother's desk and advised the mayor, "Mayor, simply avoiding problems is never the solution, especially in politics. The more difficult the problem, the more it showcases your talent and wisdom."

"Have you said enough?"

Chen Feiyang stood up, leaning on the table. Her beautiful face was frighteningly pale, and although she managed to suppress her trembling, her high, round breasts heaved violently.

“One last thing,”

Wei Xiaoyu said coldly. Seeing his mother's fury, he couldn't bear it. He pretended to be unable to resist her gaze and looked down, but it landed on that “miracle of human engineering.” He hardened his heart and said, “Mom, I'm staring at the breasts I used to play with and suckle as a baby. They're so close to me, yet so far away… Goodnight, Mom.”

Wei Xiaoyu's gaze lingered on Chen Feiyang's chest, unable to meet his mother's eyes again. He turned and left his mother's study, closing the door behind him. He saw the icy beauty Chen Ruoyan leaning against the corridor railing, looking down at the hall.

Wei Xiaoyu stopped behind her, but she remained unmoved.

This icy beauty, even her pajamas are so androgynous. But those pert buttocks… tsk tsk, a slender waist connected to such round and full buttocks, even the champion of the European and American beauty pageant probably couldn't compare.

He desperately wanted to slap those two plump, round buttocks, but fearing for his life, he couldn't resist reaching out and giving them a few quick squeezes. Satisfied, he went downstairs and left Villa Number Two…

Chen Feiyang couldn't calm his rage for a long time. Finally, he slumped down, his long, slender fingers pinching his smooth, wrinkle-free forehead, his brows furrowed, utterly helpless.

His son's eloquent protest was less an expression of confusion about social morality and more a venting of his dissatisfaction with his parents.

The couple were always busy with political affairs, scheming and bargaining, neglecting their son's growth. In the blink of an eye, he had grown into a young man with his own opinions, opinions fraught with danger, deviating from social norms. If left unchecked, he might go astray, ruin his future, and bring shame to the family…

Yet, deep down, he couldn't refute his son's ridiculous declarations… This brat, as unruly as he was, was eloquent and articulate, even making him, a seasoned official, lose his composure.

He wanted breasts, not emotional trauma… This little devil…

Chen Feiyang felt his cheeks burning, his heart pounding, and his whole body becoming uneasy, as if a thousand ants were crawling on it.

Unconsciously, she slightly pulled open the collar of her bathrobe, feeling her hands trembling, her entire body gradually becoming hot...

bouncing up and down, swaying in the wind, heaving... The mayor's mother recalled her son's blush-inducing words, and a strange shyness crept onto her brow...

Staring at the pair of high, perky, snow-white breasts peeking out from her neckline, trembling slightly with her rapid breathing, especially the two snow-capped red mounds, so vibrant and beautiful, together with the areolas the size of silver coins, forming an incredibly alluring and soul-stirring scene…

The dignified, noble, mature, and rational female mayor was flustered and hurriedly closed her neckline, panting shyly. A ridiculous image actually floated into her mind: she shyly opened her bosom, displaying these perfect "human engineering miracles" to him as material for parenting education, even suggesting that he could touch them appropriately to dispel his curiosity about the mystery of a woman's body. He would be overjoyed, trembling as he stretched out his hands, and before he could even utter a word of "Mommy," drool would flow like a waterfall…

"Ugh..."

The elegant and mature female mayor practically jumped up from her executive chair...

The icy beauty Chen Ruoyan, blushing, was silently cursing the little rascal who had tried to defile her behind her back a thousand times over when she suddenly saw Mayor Chen leave the study and hurriedly return to her bedroom.

The cold beauty thought for a long time, finally managing to utter a single thought: "Every family has its own troubles..."

After having a late-night snack, Wei Xiaoyu returned home, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

This was the first time he had ever confronted his mother since he was old enough to understand. Calming down, he immediately regretted it. His father, paralyzed in his lower limbs and confined to a wheelchair for several years, had learned his lesson and realized his mistakes, maximizing his political talents. He was now a central figure in the family and the reformist faction, holding sway over the capital and making decisive moves from afar. His mother's appointment as mayor of Xi'an was inseparable from his father's plans.

And his mother, chosen by the reformist faction as their leader, faced a perilous situation akin to walking on thin ice.

As a son, instead of making her worry-free, I've only caused her trouble; it's truly not the behavior of a son.

I refuse to be a "mother-harming" good-for-nothing!

After a sleepless night, he decided to turn over a new leaf. But the next morning, returning from his morning exercise, he saw his beautiful neighbor and her friend, dressed in sporty sportswear, walking home. Their graceful and fit figures captivated him again.

Unable to contain his excitement and restless, he decided to go to the city library to calm his mind.

He didn't take a car but walked to the library. He was still unfamiliar with the city, and exploring would increase his sense of familiarity and belonging.

Leaving Tanxiangyuan, a short walk down the street led to the gate of the city's No. 1 Middle School. While not grand in scale, it possessed a classic charm and a rich cultural heritage.

Asking passersby for directions, even specifically inquiring about shortcuts, he weaved through the streets and alleys…

Chapter 10 A Tricky Case

“Is this the draft written by your secretariat?”

Chen Feiyang’s face was frosty as he threw the speech draft onto his desk, coldly staring at the hunched-over Secretary-General of the Municipal Government, Wang Han, before leaning comfortably back in his chair. “Secretary-General Wang, have you been very busy lately?”

“Ah? No, no,”

Wang Han subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead, not daring to look at the new mayor’s expression. “Mayor Chen, it was my oversight. I’ll take it back and handle it myself…”

“No need,”

Chen Feiyang interrupted him calmly. “Secretary-General Wang, you’ve been the Secretary-General of the Municipal Government for six years now. Do you really need to do everything yourself to get things done?”

What seemed like a casual remark was enough to be a veiled attack on Secretary-General Wang’s ears.

The implication was that he was being interrogated. After six years of managing the secretariat, he hadn't found a single capable person. Was he blind to talent, deliberately suppressing his subordinates, or was there some other shady dealing?

Wang Han felt his body stiffen, losing all feeling.

"Mayor Chen... Mayor Chen, I..."

"You don't need to resign yet, Lao Wang,"

Chen Feiyang stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the municipal party committee office building diagonally opposite. She said earnestly, "I've just been transferred here, and I'm not familiar with many things in Xi'an yet, let alone proficient. Even something as simple as a written secretary is still undecided. Here's what we'll do: you must know the secretariat better than I do. This document is my test for selecting a written secretary. What do you think..."

"Good, good, Mayor Chen is brilliant,"

Wang Han hurriedly flattered.

With the new mayor's back to him, spared from her piercing gaze, Wang Han felt much more relaxed. But the thought of "you don't need to resign yet" sent chills down his spine. Who would want to resign? Wasn't she threatening him?

Stealing glances at the powerful, capable mayor before him, Wang Han, the old lecher, couldn't help but swallow hard.

Tall and curvaceous, she was incredibly alluring, looking far younger than her nearly forty years; she resembled a mature woman in her early thirties.

Especially striking were her quick wit, sharp eyes, and exceptionally elegant demeanor—no one dared underestimate this stunningly beautiful official.

"Anything else?"

Chen Fei asked without turning his head.

"Ah, it's alright, it's alright, Mayor Chen, I'll go arrange it right away. I'll take my leave now."

After Wang Han left the office, Chen Feiyang turned around, his face filled with unconcealed seriousness. His predecessor had basically left him a mess; there were no capable people, let alone any talent. How could someone like Wang Han have held the position of Secretary-General of a municipal government for six years? The government's brain—the secretariat—wasn't paralyzed by him, but it was probably half-paralyzed. Sigh, so many things to worry about; where was the prestige of a mayor now…?

Wang Han returned to his office, pondered for a long time, and then called Feng Xinmin over.

The government secretariat used to have four key figures, one of whom was Feng Xinmin, a top student from Peking University. The other two had been purged from the secretariat by the jealous and resentful Wang Han. The third was Zhou Xiang, the deputy director of the office; he couldn't use Zhou Xiang, as he was a potential threat.

Feng Xinmin was only able to survive because Wang Han still harbored desires for his beautiful wife, Xu Yiqiu.

Feng Xinmin dawdled in, the once brilliant but now utterly exhausted Feng the Great Scholar had lost his scholarly essence and even his ability to think clearly.

He entered dejectedly, "Secretary-General, Yiqiu, she…she…"

Wang Han, legs crossed, exuded an air of disdain, as if he held the power of life and death. Though his talent was questionable, his official air was undeniable, and his air of sophistication was convincing. He was still weighing his options, wondering whether to let this guy rise to prominence. Once he became the mayor's secretary and gained Chen Feiyang's trust, he wouldn't be someone Wang Han could easily control. Thinking of his beautiful, delicate wife, Wang Han was torn.

Suddenly, an idea flashed into his mind, and Wang Han couldn't help but slam his fist on the table in approval: Force Feng Xinmin to submit within two or three days. Even if Chen Feiyang did designate him as the secretary after two or three days, the die would be cast. What could they do to him then?

"Bang!"

He slammed his hand on the desk, stood up triumphantly, walked around the desk to Feng Xinmin, patted the young man's arm, and said frankly, "Xinmin, you must know very well that I, Lao Wang, admire you from the bottom of my heart. Hey, who doesn't have a hobby or two, right? But I, Lao Wang, only love beautiful women..."

How shameless! Utterly shameless! Feng Xinmin cried out inwardly...

***********First published on Cuiweiju***********First published on Cuiweiju***********First published on Cuiweiju** After leaving Tanxiangyuan and parting ways with her best friend Xu Yiqiu, Wang Fang went to the Department of Stomatology at the Third People's Hospital of the city.

After leaving the hospital, she was filled with anxiety; she had recently received a rape case.

About four months ago, her client returned to her apartment late at night and was attacked and raped by a thug. She was blindfolded throughout the ordeal and couldn't see the assailant's face.

However, more than three months later, while undergoing a medical checkup at the hospital, she heard the assailant's voice. He was harassing or harassing a nurse. She immediately called the police and was arrested.

The assailant was a repeat offender recently released from prison for involvement in gang fights and injuries. As the trial progressed, it was discovered that the assailant had the son of the city's People's Congress chairman backing him, and his defense lawyer was Xu Yingying, Wang Fang's ex-husband's sister and former sister-in-law—a rising star with a deep-seated misunderstanding with her former sister-in-law. Under

Xu Yingying's relentless questioning in court, Wang Fang uncovered the entire details of the rape. Thinking back to her once innocent and naive sister-in-law, now resorting to any means necessary to humiliate and retaliate for her own advancement, Wang Fang sighed deeply.

What worried her even more was that her client said the rapist forced her to perform oral sex, even forcibly inserting his penis completely into her throat, her nose touching his lower abdomen—that's the crucial point.

Keep in mind, the suspect's penis is a full 19 centimeters long!

Wang Fang spent the entire day yesterday searching online for information about deep throating, even downloading several pornographic films about oral sex to watch. It was clear from visual observation that not a single scene showed deep throating reaching 19 centimeters.

The dentist had just told her that the structure of the human mouth and throat theoretically could accommodate a 19-centimeter male penis, but in reality, there was no such statistical data or information available in medical circles.

If she could find a similar individual… Wang Fang couldn't help but chuckle to herself; among Eastern men, those with such endowments were probably extremely rare, unless she found an international friend—a Black man.

Besides, her client was already pitiful enough, suffering immense physical and mental harm. How could she be hurt again…

Her car was under repair for the past two days, so she went to the street to hail a taxi. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a motorcycle whizzing by…

Chapter 11 Ambiguous Acquaintance

Oh, isn't that the beautiful young woman who came to “rescue” her neighbor last night?

Wei Xiaoyu was looking at the city library in the distance when he was suddenly attracted by a graceful and charming figure. Her

long, glossy black hair was pulled back, giving her a capable and charming look.

A black t-shirt and tight jeans were paired together, casual and relaxed, further outlining her curvaceous and sexy body. Especially

her pert and round buttocks, which could rival the devilish figure of the ice queen Chen Ruoyan. Moreover, judging from her temperament, she was elegant and proud, standing out from the crowd. It was impossible not to notice her.

He strolled over, intending to greet the alluring young woman and see if a friendly relationship could be established, when he heard the roar of a motorcycle engine approaching from afar. Then, with a startled cry from the charming lawyer, her graceful body rushed towards him.

Everyone has a heart for saving a beauty, especially the chivalrous Lord Wei.

Just as Wei Xiaoyu opened his arms, Wang Fang's mature and voluptuous body crashed into his chest.

"Damn..."

Wei Xiaoyu only had time to groan before feeling his feet leave the ground, and then his buttocks landed a meter behind him, almost unable to catch his breath. "...Cough cough, my butt's all bruised..."

In today's society, although passersby stopped to watch, they all maintained a respectful distance.

"Hiss—are you alright?"

Wang Fang tried to struggle to get up from the man, but her left foot fell to the ground, causing her to wince in pain. She hesitated for a moment, unable to stand. Suddenly, she saw the strange-looking boy beneath her. "You…I know you…"

"Cough cough…"

Wei Xiaoyu answered awkwardly, winking. "Yes, sister, I…hiss…I recognize you too…"

"Are you…alright?"

Wang Fang seemed to have recovered and tried to stand up again. Suddenly, she felt a thick rod sitting on her buttocks, seemingly still throbbing faintly.

She thought the boy had something tucked into his waistband and instinctively twisted her waist to feel the shape of the object.

"Hiss—sister, don't, don't move…"

Wei Xiaoyu was almost moaning with pleasure, but his buttocks were also throbbing with pain. The combination of pleasure and pain was like being in a state of extreme heat and cold.

Wang Fang, wondering what the boy beneath her was implying, unconsciously reached under her buttocks and touched herself. "What kind of stuff do you keep in your pockets..."

she couldn't finish her sentence. Her small hand, through her pants, traced the shaft from end to end. Not only was the distance between the two ends long, but it was also undeniably alive, as it was still moving. What made the lawyer's face flush and her heart race even more was that it was accompanied by a sac—she had actually pinched an oval-shaped testicle. As someone with experience, she knew, of course, that the other testicle was right next to it.

"Oh..."

Wei Xiaoyu immediately sat up in pleasure.

Hearing the boy's comfortable groan, Wang Fang felt as if she'd been stung by a bee and immediately stood up, but her ankle ached, and she swayed as if about to fall.

Having received her intoxicating caresses, Wei Xiaoyu naturally wanted to reciprocate. Ignoring his sore bottom, he sprang up and helped the swaying young woman: "Sister, let me help you—taxi!"

Wei Xiaoyu waved for a taxi, supporting Wang Fang's soft, supple waist, and leaning back slightly, using the woman's half-buttocks to cover his embarrassing crotch.

The crowd dispersed, but one dignified and beautiful woman pursed her lips, inwardly spitting: "This kid is so dizzy from the fall, yet he still has that ugly thing erect, taking advantage of that woman. If he were my student, I'd make him regret having that 'troublesome thing,' humph!"

Wang Fang, carrying her bag whose strap had been torn by the thief, limped along, supported by the young man, her left buttock rubbing against his intimidating erection. Her face flushed, she completely forgot that there was a hospital nearby.

She slightly turned her body, trying to minimize the friction of that large thing against her buttocks, but it kept rubbing against her plump bottom like a shadow, making her feel extremely ashamed and indignant. This guy's thing was probably nineteen centimeters long.

Suddenly, it dawned on her that she had so easily met a man with a nineteen-centimeter penis, so this case... could it be that even God wanted to help her?

Thinking of this, Wang Fang felt both shy and amused. Who would have thought that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy would be so gifted...

Wow, the beautiful young woman in her arms not only didn't seem disgusted by her taking advantage of her, but even blushed and smiled. It seemed that having such a remarkable thing between her legs was truly a gift from God, and she couldn't let God's will go to waste.

Once in the taxi, Wang Fang tacitly agreed to let Wei Xiaoyu go back to her law firm. She told the driver, "Dongli Building." "By the way, what's your name? Thank you so much today."

"Wei Xiaoyu, Wei Xiao as in Wei Xiaobao, Yu as in the universe. Sister, you're too kind. Besides, I'd love to have this opportunity... cough cough..."

Wei Xiaoyu quickly checked the beautiful young woman's expression, having let slip his name.

Wang Fang pursed her lips, glancing out the window, and casually asked, "Are you getting off here?"

"Sister, I'm sorry, please don't make me get off, okay? I won't let it slip again."

"Pfft..."

Wang Fang couldn't help but chuckle. Although this delinquent boy was glib, he was witty and humorous, making even his lewd remarks sound pleasant and not too offensive.

The driver also chuckled softly, which lightened the atmosphere in the carriage considerably.

Wei Xiaoyu really wanted to take the opportunity to compliment her, "Sister, you look so beautiful when you smile," but he held back and asked with concern, "Sister, how's your foot?"

"It's nothing serious, just a fall. It'll be fine in a couple of days. But you fell pretty hard..."

"I'm fine too, I've trained, hehe,"

Wei Xiaoyu rolled up his short sleeve, bent his arm, and showed her his fist-sized biceps. "Sister, look how strong I am, why don't you touch it?"

Looking at the boy's strong muscles, Wang Fang's heart fluttered, and a mist seemed to appear in her eyes.

After a moment of deep thought, she scolded herself for thinking such nonsense. She had been alone for several years after her divorce, thinking she had gotten used to loneliness, but a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy had stirred her heart.

Was it because of his humor, or that...? She felt her ears burning, and pretended to bend down to rub her ankles: "Xiaoyu, is it okay if I call you that?"

"Sure,"

Wei Xiaoyu replied, but his eyes were drawn to a beautiful sight...

Chapter 12

Wang Fang leaned forward, her neckline naturally open, revealing a patch of snow-white skin. Especially that deep, alluring cleavage, perfectly embodying the charm of a deep V, like two snow-white, pink jade rabbits sleeping soundly together, trembling slightly with the car's gentle bumps, tempting Wei Xiaoyu to pinch them and kiss them.

*Gulp!* He couldn't help but swallow.

Seemingly realizing something was wrong, and hearing the sound of swallowing, Wang Fang, without even looking, as a worldly-wise and beautiful woman, immediately knew she had exposed herself; in summer, a woman's neckline is undoubtedly the most exposed area.

This rascal, he peeked at her private parts and made no attempt to hide it, teasing her as if he was deliberately letting her hear.

As a well-known female lawyer in Xi'an, whose profession is the most insightful in the world, with an extensive social circle, she could speak fluently even among celebrities and tycoons, and faced countless temptations, yet she always maintained her integrity.

But today, she was repeatedly taken advantage of by a callow youth, and she couldn't even warn or reprimand him like an adult would. Deep down, she had to admit that she had a weakness.

But it definitely wasn't his exaggerated thing… probably more like a donkey's penis… The humiliated and indignant lawyer mentally "retaliated" against Wei Xiaoyu.

She sat up straight. "Are you close with Yiqiu and the others? Did you just move there? I've never seen you before."

"Yes, I just moved there a few days ago. By the way, what's your name, sister?"

Having just feasted his eyes on Wang Fang's deep-V figure, Wei Xiaoyu couldn't help but scan her breasts with his eyes. They swayed like two water bags, bouncing with every slight bump in the car, making his mouth dry.

Wang Fang couldn't resist his furtive gaze any longer, but she couldn't say anything in front of the taxi driver. She glared at him sternly, her lips silently warning: You brat, if you look again, I'll gouge your eyes out.

While mouthing the warning, she also gestured with her long, slender fingers.

Wei Xiaoyu grinned like a weasel that had stolen a chick. Teasing and flirting with this voluptuous and mature young woman, who helplessly responded with coquettish shyness, gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

After getting off the bus, he bought a bottle of safflower oil at a pharmacy and returned to the "Private Law Firm" on the fifteenth floor of the Dongli Building, entering Wang Fang's private office.

Wang Fang was a key member of the firm, and her office was spacious and impressive, about sixty square meters, with a private bathroom and a rest room for changing and resting.

"Sit down for a while. Help yourself to some water. I'll go apply the medicine."

"Sister, let me apply it for you. My mother sprained her ankle a while ago, and I was the one who applied it."

Wei Xiaoyu prayed in his heart that his mother wouldn't sneeze.

Wang Fang dared not let this delinquent apply medicine to her beautiful feet. She smiled but didn't reply and

walked towards the rest room. Watching the beautiful young woman's graceful body sway gently, her mature and voluptuous charm was truly alluring, especially her two plump and perky buttocks, tightly wrapped in jeans, paired with her two straight and slender legs. Every sway and twist of her body stirred his heart.

He followed her, lying without a hint of embarrassment, "Sister, to be honest, my grandfather is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor specializing in bone-setting

. Let me apply it for you; I guarantee it will help you heal quickly." Wang Fang was at a loss. Since he'd already brought up his family's traditional skills, refusing would seem pretentious, like she was trying to protect herself from a predator.

"Then don't try anything funny,"

Wang Fang warned him, her eyes shimmering with a captivating light.

But to Wei Xiaoyu, this was the allure of a mature woman.

"Look at what you're saying, sister. I'm still just a child; I'm only a little curious..."

he mumbled.

Hearing his frankness, Wang Fang smiled, as if her body had become a model for a naive young man exploring the body of the opposite sex—a truly meritorious deed! Ugh... what was she even thinking?

The lounge was warm and elegant, filled with the same pleasant fragrance emanating from Wang Fang.

"Let me wash my feet first."

Wang Fang took off her high heels, revealing her beautiful little feet encased in flesh-colored stockings, a sight to behold.

"No, no, sister,"

Wei Xiaoyu racked his brains for a reason, "Your injured ankle shouldn't get wet in cold water, it'll affect blood circulation."

"Then I'll wash it with hot water."

"Uh..."

Wei Xiaoyu tried to look into the beautiful young woman's eyes, but she smiled and avoided his gaze. This tacit understanding stirred his heart; what a sensible and understanding young woman!

"Then... sister, let me wash your feet for you, I'm best at washing feet."

"Pfft..."

Wang Fang finally couldn't help but laugh, "You little rascal, what can't you do well, hehehehe..."

"Hehe, there are many..."

Wei Xiaoyu's gaze slid, sweeping over the beautiful young woman's trembling chest.

"You..."

Wang Fang blushed, her pretty face flushed, and slapped his arm with her bag, the strap of which had broken. "If you keep doing that

, I'll kick you out." Wang Fang knew that saying this wouldn't actually mean doing it. She hadn't expected that in such a short time, every word this boy, barely out of school, seemed to stir her heart, filling her with shyness and helplessness, unable to even feel angry.

If only he weren't so young... Wang Fang quickly banished the absurd thought from her mind; she was a lawyer full of wits, after all.

She put down her bag and tiptoed to push open the bathroom door.

"Sister, be careful, let me help you."

Wei Xiaoyu quickly supported Wang Fang's arms.

The boy's strength and firm grip made Wang Fang's heart tremble; she hadn't felt this reliable and secure in a long time.

Feeling the beautiful young woman stiffen as he grasped her arm, Wei Xiaoyu quickly said with concern, "Sister, please sit down. I'll get you a basin to prepare hot water."

Wang Fang, helped to sit on the edge of the small bed, watched the busy young man and felt a warm glow in her heart, her mind drifting away...

until she felt the young man holding her delicate feet and taking off her stockings, she suddenly snapped back to reality...

Chapter 13 Sensual Application of Medicine

"Oh dear, I can do it myself..."

Wang Fang tried to pull her foot back. In ancient times, a woman's feet were more precious than her chastity. At this moment, Wang Fang felt even more embarrassed and uncomfortable having the young man hold her feet than when he held her breasts.

"Sit still, don't move. Let your little brother help you with everything."

Wei Xiaoyu said seriously, without a trace of arrogance. No one would believe he was taking advantage of her.

Looking at the handsome young man squatting in front of her, Wang Fang was filled with tenderness, more moved than wary: "Other people's feet are so dirty, don't you find them smelly?"

Wei Xiaoyu glanced slyly at the beautiful young woman with a flushed face, looking hesitant, as if to say: Sister's jade feet are so exquisite, I can't help but love them, how could I care about the smell?

The two of them chuckled softly in tacit understanding, and an ambiguous and sensual atmosphere filled the lounge.

It seemed that her inner demons had been dispelled, and Wang Fang had let go. The key to interpersonal relationships lies in the connection of hearts; the thinner the barrier, the easier it is to get close.

She would just treat him as her newly adopted younger brother, and make some harmless, ambiguous jokes; siblings can be like that too.

Wang Fang herself felt that this was self-deception, but she was very fond of this new feeling.

"Really not smelly? Why don't you put your nose under your nose and smell it?"

Wang Fang decided to deliberately bring the two of them closer, so that this delinquent young man wouldn't take advantage of her. She was quite impressed with her own clever strategy of feigning retreat.

Wei Xiaoyu carefully removed the stocking covering the delicate foot, revealing a beautiful and exquisite foot. Excited, he felt as if he had discovered a treasure, or as if he had unveiled the bosom of a beautiful young woman.

"Don't just smell it, I can kiss your feet too,"

Wei Xiaoyu said, raising the jade-like foot to his nose to sniff. A faint odor was immediately masked by the alluring fragrance in the room. The real beauty, the real jade-like foot, the real scent, only fueled his excitement. He

actually leaned in and kissed the back of the foot that was trying to dodge him.

"Oh dear, you shameless little rascal, let go of me, I'm so embarrassed..."

Wang Fang felt her soul tremble at the moment she was kissed on the foot. Her delicate body was overwhelmed by waves of heat. The usually elegant and dignified woman was now filled with shyness, as charming as a young girl experiencing her first love.

The allure of a sensible young woman, revealed in her gentle, slightly angry words, was irresistible to any young man.

Gazing at the shy and beautiful woman in this ambiguous atmosphere, Wei Xiaoyu blushed and stammered, "Sister, I...I hurt so much here..."

He reached down and lightly touched his crotch through his pants.

"You brat, you think you can take advantage of a little kindness?"

Wang Fang withdrew her foot, turning her face away from him. "You can leave now, I won't see you out."

"I knew you wouldn't believe me,"

Wei Xiaoyu stood up, hunched over, and said dejectedly, "It's probably because you sat on me...oh well, never mind, I won't say anything more, I'll go first..."

Hearing his earnest words, Wang Fang began to doubt herself. Seeing that he had already stepped out of the lounge, she couldn't help but say, "If you didn't think like that, you wouldn't feel pain, serves you right!"

Since she had given him a way out, Wei Xiaoyu knew how to take it.

He immediately turned around, lowered his head, and said, "It's because your little feet smell so good, sister..."

"Shameless! Go away, go away!"

Wang Fang blushed, as if she had been tickled, feeling as if her whole body was bathed in warm water.

"If you're going to leave, you should help me wash my feet and apply medicine first."

"Then why are you dawdling? You obviously think my feet smell bad, hmph!"

After saying this, Wang Fang relaxed a lot, as if she had completely sold herself out and no longer needed to worry.

Wei Xiaoyu exaggeratedly went crazy: "Sister, you have to believe me. If you don't believe me, I'll kiss you again, or I'll lick them in my mouth..."

He then grabbed Wang Fang's jade feet.

Wang Fang begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, you help me wash my feet, I believe you..."

"Ah, you agree to be my sister? That's great, that's great..."

Wei Xiaoyu danced with joy.

With a bright smile, Wang Fang looked serenely at her mischievous younger brother, her beauty indescribable: "Look how happy you are! Come on, the water's getting cold." She

gently rubbed her jade-like feet; the smooth, creamy skin excited Wei Xiaoyu, especially when she touched her ticklish spots. Her entire body convulsed in a spasm-like reaction, making his blood boil. She was such a sensitive and beautiful young woman!

If he were to kiss her lips, caress her breasts, or even become one with her, he wondered how intense her reaction would be. Just thinking about it filled him with endless longing…

The two chatted idly as they applied the medicine, growing much closer.

"Sister Fang, are you and Sister Qiu very familiar?"

Wei Xiaoyu asked, looking at Wang Fang in her stockings, as he screwed the cap off the red medicine bottle.

“Of course! We were classmates in high school, and we’ve been close all these years. Isn’t that rare? —You brat, don’t look…”

Wang Fang noticed that she was wearing stockings and leaning forward, and this delinquent younger brother was taking the opportunity to feast his eyes on her neckline. While scolding him, she also felt a strange thrill, so despite her reprimands, she didn’t cover her neckline.

Good heavens, Wang Fang, you used to be such a virtuous woman, but now you’re acting so shamelessly in front of this immature boy, almost like you’re seducing a minor.

“Sister, your…your breasts are so beautiful…gulp…”

Wei Xiaoyu stammered, swallowing exaggeratedly.

Wang Fang couldn’t allow herself to provoke this young boy any longer. She quickly put her stockings back on and stood up, but her ankle hurt, and she almost fell.

Wei Xiaoyu quickly grabbed her and caught her soft, warm body. Her high, full breasts pressed firmly against his chest.

"Mmm..."

"Oh..."

Both of them uttered a soft moan in unison

. Wang Fang, filled with shyness, immediately struggled: "Let go of my sister, let me go..." Smelling the delicate fragrance of the beautiful woman's hair in his arms, feeling the supple and resilient body struggling within him, and hearing her almost murmured voice, Wei Xiaoyu was overcome with passion: "Sister, I feel so uncomfortable..."

Chapter 14 Profaning Passion

"It's all your own fault... Let go of my sister, what are you doing?"

Wang Fang stopped struggling and twisting, because at this moment, that large bird was pressing against her soft, flat abdomen. The more she twisted and rubbed, the harder it became.

Although she mocked Wei Xiaoyu, wasn't she also "asking for it"?

This young man was already exuding masculinity, his embrace so strong, his personality so charming and eccentric, handsome and extraordinary… and he even had such a large penis… As a woman who had been lonely and empty for many years, how could she not be moved?

But now, the one embracing her so intimately was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. She couldn't stop her wild thoughts and even her heart fluttering, but she absolutely couldn't allow her soul to stray—they had known each other for far too short a time.

She was a dignified and elegant woman, a highly qualified and cultured lawyer. If she were easily captivated by a boy, she wouldn't be able to explain it to herself…

“Sister, I…”

Wei Xiaoyu felt his large penis thrusting left and right in his crotch, as if looking for a way out, so he tightly hugged the soft body in his arms and began to thrust his hips.

“You…”

Wang Fang immediately couldn't control herself. The boy's hot breath sprayed on her neck, stimulating her sensitive skin. The thing pressing against her lower abdomen was at least as long as a chopstick, rubbing and kneading against her body at an angle.

She felt as if her delicate body was about to be crushed by this crazed young man, so rough, so full of passion, almost igniting the long-dormant desire within her…

She tried to push him away, but found herself so powerless; he was as heavy as a mountain. She struggled relentlessly, though her efforts were pale, futile, and ultimately fruitless, but at least it showed she was resisting. She hadn't let her shy desire cloud her judgment; she wasn't wrong.

Suddenly, she felt the young man kiss her sensitive neck, his lips burning hot.

Boom… The young woman felt the long-extinguished desire within her suddenly ignite, burning fiercely. She trembled with excitement, closing her beautiful, clear eyes, only suppressed moans escaping her throat to express her desire: “Mmm… mmm…”

A low, sickly moan, like heavenly music, sprinkled aphrodisiac powder into the small lounge. Two hot, thirsty bodies began to writhe, a moment of boundless eroticism.

Since she'd already been embraced, she'd let him hold her a little longer; since she'd already been kissed, time couldn't be turned back; since he hadn't yet touched her lips, she couldn't let him push his luck any further…

But her long-dormant, mature body was like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, ready to ignite at any moment.

The lawyer silently defended herself: if it were any other woman, so roughly and passionately harassed by a young man, under such taboo stimulation that violated common social norms and morality, she would probably have collapsed long ago. Her soul, however, was merely temporarily yielding to the dictates of desire, offering a little comfort to her body, which had been deprived of lust for so long. She wouldn't lose herself, she wouldn't succumb, she firmly believed!

The boy's breath grew increasingly hot, burning against her delicate, sensitive skin; the power he unleashed was astonishing, she felt as if her mature, voluptuous body was about to shatter; the boy couldn't help but kiss her smooth, silky neck, his soft, fiery tongue darting out…

“Mmm…”

After letting out this ethereal, alluring moan, the female lawyer, panting and with her beautiful eyes closed, involuntarily raised her head, surrendering her sensitive, yearning neck to the invading enemy.

It's alright, she hasn't lost herself; she just wanted to try this taste she hadn't experienced in so long. Besides, he forced her, and she had strongly resisted…

Suddenly, Wang Fang's phone rang in her bag, but it couldn't wake the couple seeking comfort… Finally, as the boy's lips reached for the young woman's cheek, she suddenly awoke, abruptly pushing away the passionate boy, turning and throwing herself onto the small bed, rummaging through her bag to take out her phone, hesitating only briefly before answering.

"Zhong Min..."

she gasped, gesturing towards the door, signaling Wei Xiaoyu to leave so she could answer the phone quietly.

His passion was barely contained as he gazed at the beautiful young woman reclining on the bed. Her cheeks were flushed like peaches, her eyes shimmering with a delicate light, radiating a shy charm that made him tremble.

Her body was captivating. Her curvaceous figure, accentuated by her panting breaths, was even more alluring. Her full breasts, plump hips, and long legs exuded a seductive magic, a mature fragrance...

Wei Xiaoyu was about to move closer when Wang Fang immediately grabbed a pair of scissors from the dressing table and stabbed him. He knew he really couldn't disturb her, so he left and closed the door behind him.

She was so decisive; this quick-thinking woman only made Wei Xiaoyu more infatuated.

He walked to Wang Fang's desk, casually picked up a document and began to browse. Gradually, he became interested, reading through nearly fifty pages of case notes in one go. His sister was still on the phone, so he sat down in her chair, took a ruler from the pen holder, and checked the markings: twenty-two centimeters. "

That should be about right," he thought, unbuckling his belt, pulling down his underwear, and releasing his already erect penis. Staring at his exceptionally endowed member—a purplish-red, thick as a child's arm—he wondered if the woman inside would be speechless with astonishment upon seeing its true form.

He measured it with the ruler: twenty centimeters.

Hearing the door to the lounge open behind him, Wei Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then finally hid his large penis and quickly fastened his belt. "Sister Fang, I want to be a lawyer in the future. Looking at the case you handled, tsk tsk, I'm so envious of you."

Wang Fang glared at him with unusual "disgust." "Have you read the case file? All you saw was how that little hussy humiliated my client, Zhong Min, but you didn't think about how pitiful Zhong Min was. You, what's going on in your little head? Tell me, how long have you known me,

and you're already... sigh, I'm so worried..." Seeing Wang Fang's worried face, Wei Xiaoyu didn't dare to tease her anymore. He put his hand on Wang Fang's shoulder and helped her sit down. "Sister Fang, tell me, what's troubling my sister? Maybe I can help."

Wang Fang wanted to roll her eyes at him, but looking at what he was wearing, just that belt alone was Louis Vuitton. His family must be very wealthy and powerful. If she could get his family's support, it might ease some of the pressure from the son of the director of the People's Congress.

So she directly mentioned the name of the director of the People's Congress's son to test his reaction: "His name is Gu Xiancheng, the youngest son of Gu Weigang, the director of the Municipal People's Congress. Can you still help your sister?"

"Gu Xiancheng is capable? He's clearly a rebel!"

To everyone's surprise, Wei Xiaoyu showed no surprise whatsoever, gently stroking Wang Fang's slender, white hand. "Sister, can you kiss me first?"

Chapter 15 The Crown Prince's Slight Anger

Wang Fang knew from his reaction that things were looking up. She initially accepted his touch as a reward, but hearing his words, she blushed and lightly spat at him, "Pah, you little brat, always thinking such nonsense..."

Looking at the beautiful young woman's slightly angry and shy demeanor, her delicate, flushed face, her bright, autumn-like eyes brimming with alluring charm, her cherry-red lips, and her every smile and frown exuding mature allure, Wei Xiaoyu was completely captivated, the young man's heart fluttering with infatuation...

Seeing the handsome young man's infatuated state, the young woman's heart was also filled with deep affection.

Yes, she was an adult, divorced, but first and foremost, she was a woman, a lonely woman with emotions and desires.

In just a few hours, the young man had captured her heart: "Are you stupid?"

Wei Xiaoyu easily grabbed Wang Fang's small hand and gently rubbed it against his cheek: "Sister Fang, I can't live without you..."

Wang Fang immediately pulled her hand away, her face turning cold: "..."

Knock knock knock, the office door was suddenly knocked on.

Wang Fang pressed the button, the door opened, and her assistant came in carrying several files.

Chu Xiaoying nodded slightly to Wei Xiaoyu before walking to Wang Fang's desk, putting down the files, and said, "Sister Wang, a Mr. Gu just called tonight, asking if you're free. He's booked a banquet in room 407 of the Oriental Hotel."

"Did he ask for my phone number?"

"No, he said you'd find out who he is; we've been dealing with him recently."

Wei Xiaoyu interjected, "This Mr. Gu is quite arrogant."

Wang Fang ignored Wei Xiaoyu in front of her assistant, her brows slightly furrowed: "Okay, I understand. Is there anything else?"

Chu Xiaoying glanced at Wei Xiaoyu before smiling and asking Wang Fang, "Sister Wang, I met a guy, and I'd like you to help me check him out tonight. I trust your judgment."

"Yes, Sister Fang's judgment is impeccable,"

Wei Xiaoyu interjected again.

Upon hearing this, Wang Fang quickly bent down and rubbed her ankle, inwardly cursing the naughty little rascal: "Alright, Zhong Min will be here soon, you can get ready first."

Then, Wang Fang seriously explained the background of the other party in Zhong Min's case to Wei Xiaoyu before kicking him out.

Wei Xiaoyu was inexplicably kicked out of the office and saw a pale-faced, bespectacled beauty enter Wang Fang's office. Could it be Zhong Min, the poor girl who was raped?

He secretly decided to smooth things over with his mother and use her power to help Zhong Min. Although that People's Congress director couldn't directly confront the Municipal Party Secretary and Mayor, he had been operating in Xi'an for many years and his influence shouldn't be underestimated. If necessary, should he consult his wheelchair-bound "wise strategist" father? This was an important lesson in establishing his son's correct sense of right and wrong, and he would surely be generous with his advice.

His phone rang; it was his aunt. He quickly adjusted his expression, making sure his aunt, far away in Beijing, could feel his respect: "Dear Aunt, hello..."

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, I have good news for you,"

Chen Feijiao sounded very excited, "Grandpa nodded, I'm going to be transferred to the Xi'an Garrison Command soon, aren't you happy?"

Wei Xiaoyu's face immediately darkened: "I'll set off firecrackers for you..."

"Eh, you sound like your mother has died..." "

Note, my mother is your sister... By the way, Aunt, what position will you be in?"

"Guess? Never mind, you wouldn't understand, deputy captain of the military police brigade, company commander of the military police company, isn't that cool?"

Wei Xiaoyu was speechless. You big-breasted, brainless woman, Grandpa can only send you to wreak havoc on the military police. I guess this deputy captain position won't have any real power. Grandpa still has a lot of face: "Cool, extremely cool..."

However, it sounds like Aunt does have military power, leading a group of soldiers under her command, cool, incredibly cool, which really suits her personality.

"You don't sound happy at all, huh? Well, let's talk in detail when I get there."

*Beep beep beep...* Wei Xiaoyu stared at his phone, his scalp tingling. Just as he put the phone away, his eyes widened. Feng Xinmin?

Damn, why is this guy sneaking out of the sex shop

like that? Wei Xiaoyu had mixed feelings about Comrade Feng: he tried to bribe someone with his beautiful wife, which gave him an opportunity, but his character was so questionable that he felt sorry for Sister Qiu. Was this the kind of taste Sister Qiu had back then?

He quickly walked over and blocked Feng Xinmin's path.

"Ah, it's you?"

Feng Xinmin was startled, like a frightened bird, but being a talented man who had spent so many years in the municipal government, he quickly regained his composure, adjusting his glasses. "Ahem, kid, don't meddle in other people's business..."

"I'm only asking you, why did you give Sister Qiu away? To whom? Tell me, and I'll help you sort it out."

Wei Xiaoyu remained expressionless, coldly staring at Feng Xinmin, who had been tormented by Wang Han and was no longer able to withstand any more fright.

"You... what did you say?"

The talented man's mind went blank for a moment.

"Will you tell me or not?"

Wei Xiaoyu was unyielding, having grown up observing the imposing aura of the family's bigwigs, he had learned it perfectly.

Feng Xinmin, his mind filled with a thousand questions, found a small private room in a small restaurant, ordered the dishes, and respectfully poured tea for Wei Xiaoyu before tentatively asking why.

Wei Xiaoyu spoke first: "As long as you promise you haven't done anything heinous that would give anyone leverage against you, I'll take care of it for you. I don't want you to hurt Sister Qiu."

Feng Xinmin took a while to recover, almost bursting into tears. He stammered out the story of how that lecherous old man, Wang Han, the Secretary-General of the Municipal Government, had bullied and blackmailed him for years, finally bursting into tears.

"Xiaoyu, are you sure you can help Brother Feng? If you really can help me, I'll call you brother, sob sob..."

Seeing this grown man crying so hard, Wei Xiaoyu was deeply moved. He hadn't expected that his neighbor's family, all from the power center of Xi'an, were still struggling to protect themselves. What about ordinary citizens?

Even his own family's influence was considerable in the entire country, yet they were still constantly constrained.

Everyone had a hard time!

And to make matters worse, this lecherous old man was actually one of his pawns. Surely he wouldn't stand idly by.

Wei Xiaoyu didn't want to reveal his identity, but being young and indignant, he pulled out his phone and dialed Chen Feiyang's number.

"Mom, I miss you..."

Wei Xiaoyu saw Feng Xinmin's dark expression and heard the soft clatter of dishes on the other end of the line, but no one answered.

"..."

"Mom..."

Chapter 16 The Two Beauties of Xi'an

Feng Xinmin got goosebumps all over. His brilliant mind raced. Currently, the only people in Xi'an who could touch the Secretary-General of the Municipal Government were the thirteen bigwigs on the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee. But based on his years of experience and knowledge, besides the mysterious Commander of the Garrison Command who didn't participate in Xi'an's politics, it was the two newly arrived "Big Sister" and "Second Sister" that everyone privately called them.

Thinking of this, Feng Xinmin felt a surge of joy mixed with worry: Would the newly arrived top two officials immediately target a Secretary-General of the Government?

His impatience revealed his deep hatred for Wang Han. As the saying goes, concern breeds confusion; if the top two leaders simply offered Wang Han a little "guidance," would Wang Han dare to make things difficult for him?

***********First published on Cuiweiju***********First published on Cuiweiju***********First published on Cuiweiju*Outside Xijing City, an unassuming villa, nestled among shady trees at the mouth of the Luo River, resembled a cheetah poised to pounce at night.

Inside, there were no bright lights; only wall lamps illuminated the first-floor hall.

Light shone from the second-floor windows overlooking the sea.

On an antique-style square dining table lay several elegant and refined dishes, and two glasses of red wine.

The glasses belonged to two distinguished female lawyers, Fang Wanqiu and Chen Feiyang, two of the most powerful women in Xijing City.

The atmosphere was neither warm nor cold. Chen Feiyang held his phone to his ear, but Fang Wanqiu could still hear the coquettish voice on the other end, "Mom…"

Fang Wanqiu smiled.

"Let him come over, let me see him too, we've already talked enough anyway."

"Where are you? I'll have Ruoyan pick you up..." Fang Wanqiu said.

Then the two most powerful women in Xijing City moved to the small hall next door to drink tea and eat fruit. ...

"Sister, I'll say it again, you take care of me, I'll take care of them,"

Chen Feiyang said, holding a slice of watermelon and putting it to Yin Hong's cherry lips, taking a small bite. "You came here before me, so you know the situation better than I do, while I'm completely clueless. Don't laugh at me, but my secretary-general, who should be my right-hand man, is actually eyeing that pretty girl you've been admiring lately, leaving the secretariat with absolutely no useful information."

"Sister, you say you're clueless? You know all this gossip? You're too modest."

Fang Wanqiu wiped her thin lips with a tissue.

"It's all because Wei Yinxiao was worried that a woman like me wouldn't be fit for such a refined position, so he looked into it for me. Sister, you don't think I'm investigating you, do you?"

Isn't that investigating me? Fang Wanqiu chuckled, her charm undiminished: "Your personality hasn't changed at all, it's only become more sharp with age, just like your name. I hope you're not angry that I'm saying this?"

"Hehehe..."

Chen Feiyang laughed even harder, "Sister, just criticize me for not respecting the leader, hehehe... Well, let me also point out that you're becoming increasingly reserved, and I won't be angry, hehehe..." "

Number One commented on us two sisters, saying one is reserved and the other is outwardly strong. It seems his judgment is indeed insightful." "

Number One also commented on another thing about us two sisters, would you like to hear it?"

"It seems the higher-ups are particularly attentive before our departure."

“How can we not take it seriously? Two women make a drama, and everyone at home and abroad is watching. If this drama goes wrong, none of the old men will lose face,”

Chen Feiyang said, his smile fading as he leaned slightly towards Fang Wanqiu. “Sister, we represent different factions, and Xi’an is a testing ground. Singing revolutionary songs has been explicitly rejected. So, what are we going to do?”

Fang Wanqiu was slightly taken aback, meeting Chen Feiyang’s gaze intently. Both saw the gravity in each other’s eyes.

Fang Wanqiu stood up and paced slowly around the room, seemingly talking to herself: “One person has already been ruined—no, a group of people. Everyone is still groping their way across the river. No one dares to take the risk alone. Behind us are many innocent clansmen, friends, brothers and sisters…”

“The future of this great nation lies in the hands of those of us at the forefront, sister…”

Fang Wanqiu raised her hand, indicating that she understood. She represented the interests of the "conservative reformers," who valued steady progress, making minor adjustments and improvements as needed, and were intolerant of radical, unconventional approaches.

Chen Feiyang seemed to have understood Fang Wanqiu's inner world, saying, "Sister, since you invited us here, why have you restricted my movements? What does that mean?"

The two looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

Just then, a gasp came from the courtyard below: "Wow, so heavily guarded, even checking identities, is this the territory of the Second Division... Oh dear, Sister Ruoyan, you finally got your chance to deal with me, didn't you? Aren't you afraid I'll use the milking trick again... Oh dear, I surrender, I give up... Wow, my goodness, who is this fairy sister? Don't hide, I'm still a child, what are you shy about, sister..."

Fang Wanqiu looked at Chen Feiyang, who was frowning and smiling bitterly, and asked: "These years, you've really suffered. If that person knew in the afterlife, he would apologize to you."

"Who told me I can't have children?"

Chen Feiyang looked dejected and somewhat embarrassed. "Recently... recently, sigh, I hope that if you have the chance, sister, you can teach that person and sister a lesson."

Hearing footsteps outside the door, Fang Wanqiu nodded to Chen Feiyang: "She is, after all, my sister."

Less than three seconds after she finished speaking, footsteps reached the door, and a knock sounded: "Two great leaders, this humble citizen Wei Xiaobao requests an audience!"

Wei Xiaobao? That infamous, philandering "commoner"—it's a name that evokes many associations…

Inside the room, two elegant, mature, and stunningly beautiful female lawyers exchanged glances and shook their heads, seemingly both seeing a hint of unease in each other's eyes…

The door was pushed open…

Chapter 17: The Sensual Dormitory.

Beijing Normal University is situated on the banks of the Luo River, nestled beside the Xishan Citizen Park, its verdant hills and clear waters nurturing generations of students.

Luoshen Garden is the girls' dormitory complex of Beijing Normal University. Legend has it that the goddess of the Luo River was a maidservant of Nuwa, well-versed in poetry and literature, demonstrating the high expectations placed upon the female students of the university.

The female students of Beijing Normal University have lived up to these expectations. Currently, there is a vice minister and a deputy director-general in the Ministry of Education, and numerous outstanding female students at the provincial and municipal levels. This excellent tradition inspires younger students to strive to be as good as their older counterparts.

Su Hanmei is such an ambitious and idealistic senior.

Room 304 of Building 3 in Luoshen Garden houses four girls, but only two have arrived at school early for summer vacation.

The night was still, the air pressure was low, and it was unusually muggy.

The dormitory was filled with an air

of eroticism. If any animal were to witness this breathtaking scene, their balls would surely shatter. The dormitory head, Zhu Qianqian, the eldest of the four beauties, a gentle beauty nurtured by the water towns of Jiangnan, was utterly devoid of her usual grace.

Her long, straight, jet-black hair was casually tied in a ponytail, with long strands framing her face, giving her the appearance of a classical beauty. A delicate and pretty face, yet a fiery and fierce heart.

She was wearing a loose white tank top and only a light purple thong. Sitting on the edge of the bed, one long, slender, snow-white leg was bent and resting on the edge. Her delicate hand pulled aside her thong, carefully examining the thick, lush patch of hair below her flat stomach: "Little San, do you think I should trim this lawn? It's fucking too much, I can't even cover it up, it's really an eyesore!"

Little San was Su Hanmei, a beauty from the Sichuan Basin, a campus belle-level goddess.

She was sitting cross-legged on a stool, browsing the web and preparing her lesson on her laptop. This weekend, she would be having her in-person lesson with that "Wei Xiaobao."

Hearing her older sister ask for her opinion, Su Hanmei parted her long, flowing hair that cascaded down her forehead, seemingly only then realizing that her older sister was dressed so openly, and that she herself had been so focused on preparing her lesson that she had been covering herself up.

"Get a full head of hair! Thick, lush hair signifies wildness and vitality. Even if some animal secretly takes a picture of it, it'll be perfect material for losers to masturbate to. You're doing a great service to the community."

If Lord Wei heard this exhilarating argument, I wonder if his blood vessels would burst and he'd die.

After saying that, Su Hanmei tossed her long hair back with both hands, then reached into her t-shirt and squeezed to loosen the bra clasp. She then reached into the neckline, grabbed the bra, stretched out her arms, and slowly pulled out a black bra, throwing it directly onto the upper bunk. Waves immediately rippled through the bare t-shirt.

Looking at the two round, high, jade-like breasts that were vaguely visible bouncing in Xiao San's chest, Zhu Qianqian couldn't help but feel envious. She lifted her t-shirt, and two enormous, plump breasts jumped out, their tips two deep red cherries, as vibrant as cinnabar, glistening and tempting.

"What a burden,"

the eldest sister sighed helplessly, freeing one slender hand to support her breasts. "I really envy your perfect size. These two of mine probably weigh more than ten pounds each, they're such a burden!"

Su Hanmei burst into laughter, her body trembling with joy, her breasts bouncing, making one's heart rate soar.

"Giggle..."

Su Hanmei closed her laptop, her beautiful face blooming like a flower. "My little sister says you're naturally blessed with exceptional looks. Which of those beasts isn't head over heels for your 'Goddess of Breasts'? And yet you're still sighing and complaining! What about those flat-chested

girls? Hehehe..." "Damn it, having these two big things doesn't bring me any joy,"

Zhu Qianqian pulled up her vest and stood up, looking indignant. "Only men get the pleasure. Just thinking about it makes me angry. I really want to get my breasts reduced."

"No, please don't! Our Goddess of Breasts hasn't been played with yet! Aren't you wasting such a precious gift? Hehehe..."

“Speaking of playing with things, I’m so angry,”

Zhu Qianqian walked around the desk to Su Hanmei’s side, placing one long, plump leg on the stool. “That bully Gu Tianhua really thinks he’s Louis Koo. I felt sorry for him because he was chasing after me so hard, and I let him hold my hand, which was already a huge favor. He actually dared to try to grope my breasts! I slapped him across the face. If I hadn’t been worried about him getting hurt in the quiet of the room, I would have crippled him with a groin kick.”

“Haha, it’s true what they say, ‘A woman with thick pubic hair is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime,’ hahaha…”

Su Hanmei looked at the thick pubic hair between Zhu Qianqian’s plump legs, barely concealed by the fabric of her underwear, and secretly clicked her tongue: The internet says that women with thick pubic hair generally have a strong sex drive, and it’s true. Yesterday, I heard her bed creaking, especially that suppressed moan at the end. Just thinking about it makes my heart race…

"By the way, our little beauty, so many people are pursuing you, even the son of the deputy mayor of Xijing City has come to join the fun, how come you're not even a little bit tempted? What are you waiting for, Prince Charming?"

Su Hanmei's charming smile faded, her tender eyes staring into the void, and after a long while she said, "Better to have none than something bad... Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, I need to prepare for my social practice. I heard that being that kid's teacher is extremely difficult, I'm quite nervous."

"Damn, I've seen our little sister's fierce and cowardly side before. Besides, he's just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who hasn't even grown his hair yet. Show your mature and domineering side, I don't believe you can't subdue him."

Zhu Qianqian thought for a moment, and a wicked smile appeared on her gentle face. "Anyway, your family isn't short of money. If it really doesn't work, just get rid of him. It would

be best to lead that kid astray and kill him, hehehe..." Looking at the boundless spring scenery of Zhu Qianqian's two big water bags bouncing and swaying, Su Hanmei teased, "You're too wicked. If I really run out of options one day, I can ask you to help me get revenge. I can use your big boobs to seduce him to death, but not give them to him. Waaa, just thinking about it makes me feel so good, hahaha..."

"You're really no good either, you're even more immoral than me, hahaha..."

"Same here, oh dear, I have to pretend to be a lady now, I'm a teacher..."

"Come on, let me help you get dressed up. I'll try my best to seduce him with a mature, teacher-like charm when we make our entrance, and I guarantee he'll obey me—tsk tsk, just thinking about captivating a half-grown boy makes me... I'm just burning with desire, hahaha..."

Chapter 18 The

extraordinary temperament of the rogue boy Fang Wanqiu was something that Wei Xiaoyu, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, couldn't fully appreciate. He only saw beauty. Unlike his mother Chen Feiyang, who was sharp and outspoken, Fang Wanqiu was reserved, yet still assertive, possessing an imposing presence honed from her long years in a high position.

She stood in the center of the room, her arms naturally behind her back, quietly and silently watching the handsome boy enter.

Unlike her mother Chen Feiyang's long hair, Fang Wanqiu had shoulder-length short hair, like all female high-ranking officials of the Republic, exuding a noble and dignified air that made people hesitant to look at her for long.

Fang Wanqiu wasn't as tall and voluptuous as Chen Feiyang; her frame was slightly thinner, but definitely not bony. Instead, she possessed a captivating, mature beauty, making her look far younger than her forty-three years. She resembled a ripe red apple, exuding an alluring fragrance like a young woman in the bloom of youth. Her

fair neck was completely wrinkle-free, adorned with a delicate, inconspicuous gold necklace that added a touch of noble elegance to the expanse of white skin revealed by her round-neck black t-shirt.

The t-shirt, seemingly tailor-made, perfectly accentuated the graceful figure of this high-ranking female official, while maintaining a dignified and authoritative air.

Her breasts, while not as "arrogant" as Chen Feiyang's, were firm and perky like peaches, making them appear full and proud. This

mature woman in her forties maintained a slender waist, and the dark gray loungewear skirt she wore further enhanced her alluring figure.

She was a powerful woman with immense influence, and an undeniably captivating woman!

"Still standing there like an idiot? Call her Sister Fang."

Chen Feiyang rarely saw her son so uneasy and shy.

Wei Xiaoyu twisted his fingers and shuffled closer to Fang Wanqiu. As they drew nearer, a different kind of fragrance, different from his mother's familiar scent, grew stronger, and he felt a surge of restlessness.

This noble and unapproachable woman was his mother's and even his family's adversary. They might have been chatting and laughing just now, but there was definitely no shortage of verbal sparring and subtle power struggles. As the relatively weaker party, what could his mother's son do?

"Sister Fang,"

Wei Xiaoyu looked at Fang Wanqiu with pleading eyes, "Could you give way to Mom?"

Chen Feiyang frowned, but wasn't shocked. Her son knew how to protect his mother's interests, which relieved her.

Fang Wanqiu was slightly taken aback. She knew far too little about this boy who had spoken so boldly, but the situation didn't allow her to hesitate. She had to make it clear that suppressing any pure innocence would be unwise.

"Xiaoyu, does Sister Fang seem like she's good at bullying people?"

Fang Wanqiu raised her jade-like arm and put it on Wei Xiaoyu's shoulder. She wanted to pinch his cheek, but the two wisps of hair at the corner of Xiao Nian's mouth made her hesitate.

What a formidable woman! One rhetorical question made Wei Xiaoyu want to surrender.

"No, not at all,"

Wei Xiaoyu said, "but...but it still makes me...scared...I don't even dare to look into your eyes."

"Giggle..."

Fang Wanqiu laughed.

Wei Xiaoyu chuckled inwardly. He didn't dare to look into Fang Wanqiu's eyes, so he could only look at the chest of this powerful woman. What a magnificent sight!

Fang Wanqiu, with her arm raised and laughing lightly, naturally opened a gap in the neckline of her t-shirt, revealing a patch of snow-white, lustrous skin that made Wei Xiaoyu's heart flutter. With the strong woman's light laughter, her firm breasts trembled and rolled.

Wei Xiaoyu leaned forward shyly, and saw it! He saw it! What a pair of round, jade-like breasts! Snow-white, delicate, lying side by side, so perfectly round and pink, as alluring as a pair of jade bamboo shoots…

Good heavens, these are the breasts of a powerful woman who wields the power of a major municipality! Ordinary people are already thrilled just seeing her noble bearing on television, and yet I, Lord Wei, am staring at them so closely! Beneath the snow-white skin, the faint blue veins are almost visible, as if I could reach out and grasp them…

“Xiaoyu, don’t talk nonsense,”

Chen Feiyang suddenly spoke.

This brat, so shameful! He actually dared to blaspheme Fang Wanqiu. However, deep down, she felt a sense of vengeful satisfaction at her son’s audacity: I can’t do anything about your suppression, but my son has blasphemed you, and you can only endure the humiliation, hehehe…

“I heard you shouting down there earlier, so you’re actually quite shy, hehehe.”

Fang Wanqiu withdrew her arm, turned around somewhat flusteredly, and sat back down in her seat. "Xiaoyu, you sit down too, don't stand. Sister Fang doesn't eat people, hehe..."

"Okay... alright."

Wei Xiaoyu walked straight to Fang Wanqiu's single sofa, plopped down on the armrest, and looked down at Fang Wanqiu's jade-like neck clearly. "Sister Fang, you're so fair."

This little rascal is truly speechless. Fang Wanqiu actually blushed. Her noble status did not allow her to show the shame and indignation of a woman being humiliated, but being taken advantage of by a naive young man for no reason, how could she, who was always high and mighty, remain calm?

"Thank you for the compliment, Xiaoyu. Your mother's skin is the best."

Fang Wanqiu looked at Chen Feiyang and saw that Chen Feiyang was also shaking his head helplessly. Could it be that this little rascal also made Chen Feiyang helpless?

"Mom doesn't smell as good as you..."

"Wei Xiaoyu!"

Chen Feiyang scolded.

Looking at Fang Wanqiu, who was both amused and exasperated by her shameless son, Chen Feiyang felt a pang of jealousy amidst his vengeful satisfaction…

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Feng Xinmin quietly observed his beautiful wife swaying in the breeze on the balcony, his expression growing increasingly pained.

His wife, fresh from her bath, wore a loose-fitting nightgown, her long hair and flowing fabric revealing a voluptuous, mature body beneath.

The breeze caused the long dress to occasionally cling to her perfectly curved figure, outlining her slender waist, plump buttocks, and two long, sexy legs that were truly arousing.

However, despite such alluring and devilish temptation, Feng Xinmin felt no movement in his groin. He painfully closed his eyes, collapsed onto the sofa, and all the joy he felt upon returning home vanished.

"How credible do you think a child's words are?"

Xu Yiqiu finally spoke, gazing at the colorful night view outside. At the same time, she raised her snow-white arms and gently tucked her long, flowing hair behind her ear.

This graceful gesture, a touch of alluring sexiness, made Feng Xinmin, who had just opened his eyes, feel as if his heart was being torn apart.

Chapter 19 Each with Their Own Thoughts

"Yi Qiu,"

he thought, "I'm afraid I'm no longer a real man. Besides my career, what else can Feng Xinmin pursue? Now you know I, Feng Xinmin, am not a beast willing to give my wife away, right? I know I owe you too much, and I'm afraid I will in the future… Now I can only hope I'm pregnant."

After all, they'd been married for many years, and Feng Xinmin wasn't entirely useless. If it weren't for that lecherous old man, Wang Han, lusting after her beauty, her husband might not be in such a sorry state. If her husband, who didn't have a gambling addiction, hadn't been forced to play cards at social events, he wouldn't have unexpectedly lost his male function…

Xu Yi Qiu turned and walked to the living room. Looking at her husband in agony, her kind heart softened: "Don't say anymore. Let's go to Shanghai this weekend. Didn't you want a child? We can't give up…"

"Forget it,"

Feng Xinmin painfully stood up, picked up his briefcase from the sofa, and walked out. "I've been to too many hospitals in private… I'd better go back to my parents' house for now. Mom's health is deteriorating day by day, and I can also work on Mayor Chen's speech…"

"Isn't Xiaomin a nurse? What help can you be if you go back?"

Xu Yiqiu chased after him.

"Don't come out, it's chilly at night, take care of yourself,"

Feng Xinmin changed his leather shoes, opened the door and went out. Seeing Xu Yiqiu follow him out, he walked helplessly towards the elevator. "Yiqiu, Xiaomin's department is too demanding, and that director doesn't have good intentions towards her. Why don't you see if you can help..."

"Please don't go, okay? Xiaomin is my sister-in-law, how can I not help? I'll have to go over tomorrow..."

Ding, the elevator doors opened, and Wei Xiaoyu walked out in surprise: "Ah, Brother Feng, where are you going so late?"

Feng Xinmin was about to chat enthusiastically when he saw Wei Xiaoyu greeting him, but his eyes were fixed on his beautiful wife beside him. The talented man was speechless for a moment: No way, how old is he?

The quick-witted Xu Yiqiu's heart couldn't help but beat faster when she saw this young man. Last night, when she was drunk, this little hooligan had taken liberties with her, and her cherry lips were still slightly sore.

She noticed something was off about her husband's expression. The clever young woman reached out and took his arm, asking meaningfully, "So, are you still leaving?"

Feng Xinmin understood the implication of his wife's words perfectly, but quickly weighed the pros and cons. He smiled respectfully at Wei Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, you just got back? You just parted ways with your mother, right?"

Wei Xiaoyu, perceptive as ever, clearly saw Xu Yiqiu's reaction. A bitter feeling welled up inside him. "Yes, I've told her everything I needed to say. Don't worry, I won't let Sister Qiu get hurt in the slightest."

This was too...blatant! This was naked blackmail! This was the shared sentiment of the couple.

"Then I'm extremely grateful, Brother Feng,"

Feng Xinmin immediately withdrew his arm, his expression complicated as he slipped into the elevator. "I need to rush home to see my mother. Goodbye, Xiaoyu..."

Damn it, why am I so unlucky? Feng Xinmin pounded his chest in frustration in the elevator. He'd rescued his beautiful wife from the arms of a lecherous old man, only to have her obediently handed over to a tiny child. His sins were even greater, God!

*Ding*, the elevator reached the first floor. The doors slowly opened, revealing a burly man in a black vest standing in the doorway. Feng Xinmin felt his heart suddenly race, his eyes fixed on the man's strong, muscular physique, unable to look away…

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"Not at all."

Xu Yiqiu couldn't resist the lecherous young man's burning gaze, which kept lingering on her bare chest. He wrapped his arms around his high, full breasts and turned to walk away.

Wow, she wasn't wearing a bra! Her round, firm breasts, supported by her slender arms, made his heart race even more.

Especially her coquettish words, the fleeting hint of shyness and anger in her eyes, the allure of her long hair and flowing skirt as she turned—it was all so captivating.

The hallway was filled with the alluring fragrance of a young woman after her bath, and her swaying gait was even more mesmerizing; her two slender, snow-white legs were taut and shapely, gleaming with an alluring glow.

"Sister, haven't I been helping you? What are you worried about?"

Wei Xiaoyu followed, greedily inhaling the lingering fragrance of the young woman in the air.

Xu Yiqiu wanted to say, "You little rascal, your so-called help is nothing but a pretext," but she was, after all, a dignified and proper intellectual female official, and such provocative words couldn't be uttered. However, she couldn't ignore this guy's words; her husband had placed too many hopes on him.

“I have a lot of worries,”

Xu Yiqiu turned around decisively, deciding to state her position. “I appreciate your help to my husband, but you absolutely cannot blackmail him, otherwise, what difference is there between you and that Wang Han?”

“Uh…”

Wei Xiaoyu hadn’t expected her to be so direct; it seemed his attempt to muddy the waters wouldn’t work.

“What’s wrong? Did I hit the nail on the head?”

Seeing that the boy was actually embarrassed, Xu Yiqiu couldn't help but feel a surge of vengeful pleasure. "So young, yet so cunning. Even if you helped us, we'd only dare to keep our distance, hmph!"

"No, sister,"

Wei Xiaoyu struggled internally, realizing his skills were still lacking, and he was at a loss against such a mature female official. "I promise..."

"Promise what?"

Xu Yiqiu immediately cut him off, forcing him to make a statement.

Looking at the distressed boy scratching his head, Xu Yiqiu's heart fluttered: if he weren't so deeply infatuated with her, he wouldn't be in such a predicament.

But the thought of how much he had secretly taken advantage of her made her, a

woman who prided herself on being dignified and virtuous, inexplicably angry. Being defiled and humiliated by a boy—if word got out, people would only accuse her of being immoral and seducing a minor. It was so frustrating, yet she couldn't bring herself to say it.

Damn it... you little pervert!

Chapter 20 The beautiful young woman

looked at the smug, charming young man, Wei Xiaoyu, deeply impressed by her intelligence and perceptiveness.

Only by getting closer to her could anything be possible!

"I promise I won't make you angry anymore, sister. I want to recognize you as my god-sister, okay?"

God-sister? Or god-sister? Xu Yiqiu blushed instantly, quickly turning and walking towards the door, inwardly scolding herself for her wild thoughts and being so wary of him.

"No, I don't believe you."

Xu Yiqiu entered the house and turned to close the door.

"No, sister..."

Wei Xiaoyu quickly stuck one foot inside.

In her haste, Xu Yiqiu only wanted to keep this scheming young man out, slamming the door shut, a childlike smile appearing on her beautiful face.

"Ouch..."

Wei Xiaoyu cried out, clutching the doorframe in pain.

"Don't lie to me, it'll only make me angrier."

Xu Yiqiu said doubtfully.

Wei Xiaoyu tightly covered his face, and when he removed his hands, his eyes were red.

"Oh, really? You were crying?"

Xu Yiqiu wanted to make the mischievous boy laugh.

Wei Xiaoyu sniffed, then awkwardly hopped towards the elevator, hissing as he gasped for breath.

"Hey, kid, where are you going?"

Xu Yiqiu followed him out, still suspicious.

"I'm going to buy some medicine to apply, can't you even let me, sister?"

Wei Xiaoyu pleaded pitifully.

Xu Yiqiu was conflicted, torn between her own feelings, until the boy waited for the elevator and was about to climb in before saying, "I have some red medicine at home..."

"I'd better go buy it myself, so you won't suspect me again."

"Alright, you brat, stop pretending. Go if you want."

Xu Yiqiu turned and went back inside.

The word "brat" instantly brought the two closer.

"Oh dear, I think I can't be so willful, sister will be angry."

Wei Xiaoyu hopped over.

"Pfft..."

The alluring young woman left the door open, smiling sweetly as she went straight into the bedroom.

When Xu Yiqiu came out again, Wei Xiaoyu keenly noticed that she was wearing a bra. What a

cunning goddess, once bitten, twice shy!

Xu Yiqiu saw a hint of regret in Wei Xiaoyu's gaze as he looked at her chest, and her heart fluttered.

How could this brat be so impure? But she couldn't really be angry with this little lecher.

Thinking of herself drunk last night, not knowing how much he had taken advantage of her in the hallway, Xu Yiqiu couldn't let it go. Dignified and elegant, intellectual and refined, she valued her purity and chastity as much as her life. If an adult had taken advantage of her like that, she would have retaliated fiercely and would have done everything in her power to ruin his reputation to quell her anger.

But facing such a wicked and mischievous young man, aside from his mysterious family background, she couldn't truly turn against him. Besides, he only took advantage of her while she was drunk. Facing her now that she was sober, he even seemed a little shy and bashful, which awakened Xu Yiqiu's maternal tenderness.

Alas, heaven knows how such a ridiculous guy suddenly appeared, leaving her both amused and exasperated. She didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse…

“Sister Qiu, you smell so good,”

Wei Xiaoyu suddenly said, his eyes full of sincerity, showing not a trace of lewdness.

“Do I have to call you an ill-mannered child to make you happy?”

Xu Yiqiu said bluntly, pressing her skirt against her body with her hands before sitting down in front of the boy, giving him a sidelong glance with her bright black eyes. “Lift up your pants so I can see.”

“Thank you, Sister.”

Wei Xiaoyu stared intently at the beautiful young woman so close to him, caring for him like a kind older sister, and suddenly felt a pang of emotion.

“Wei Xiaoyu,”

Xu Yiqiu was speechless at the boy’s eager gaze. She raised her arm and used her little finger to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “How old are you? I could be your sister Fang’s person already. Do you have to make me angry?”

“…”

Wei Xiaoyu seemed to give in, standing up blankly and reaching for his belt.

Xu Yiqiu was speechless.

Wei Xiaoyu indifferently unbuckled his belt, then, realizing something was wrong, quickly buckled it back up, sat down, and rolled up his trouser leg: “I…I’m sorry, sister, I was really stunned by your scolding…”

Seeing that his expression seemed genuine, the beautiful young woman, who was about to explode, sighed: “You, you, I don’t even know what to say to you. Don’t think I’m really afraid to turn against you. Why did you have to push me to my limit?”

Limit? "I really want to know where your limits are," Wei Xiaoyu thought, of course not daring to say it aloud: "Sister Qiu, I was wrong..."

"Oh, are you trying to gain sympathy? Or do you feel wronged?"

Xu Yiqiu said, suddenly staring at his leg and slapping it, "How old are you? You've grown so much...hehe..."

Looking at the fragrant, beautiful young woman's face, which was slightly blushing and exuded a thousand kinds of charm, Wei Xiaoyu wanted to swallow hard.

Her blushing face was already very charming, not to mention her slender, white neck, her lotus root-like, white and tender arms, her smiling face, and the shimmering light in her curved eyes, along with the bouncing of her full breasts.

Glug, he finally couldn't help but swallow: "Hehe, Sister Qiu, doesn't all that hair look dirty?"

He stroked the dark hair on his legs, looking nothing like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

Chapter 21 Driving Away

"Yeah, it's filthy, disgusting, absolutely disgusting,"

Xu Yiqiu glared at him, opened the bottle of red medicine, and started taking out cotton swabs. "Where are you hurt?"

That glare made Wei Xiaoyu feel like his soul had flown away, and his penis, sensing the teasing, happily stood up.

Damn, he could get shamefully hard like that? A sensible young woman is an irresistible temptation for most people.

"Here."

Wei Xiaoyu suppressed his agitation, checking his leg for any visible injuries or even the slightest sign of pain. Under Xu Yiqiu's questioning gaze, he ran his hand over his leg, finally finding a slightly painful spot. "It's here. It must be an internal injury..."

"Internal injury my foot!"

Xu Yiqiu threw down the medicine and cotton swabs, abruptly standing up. "You'd better take care of yourself. After you're done, I have a few questions to ask you."

He then glared at Wei Xiaoyu, shuffling towards the balcony in his slippers. Beneath his thin nightgown, his full, firm buttocks swayed, almost blinding Wei Xiaoyu.

Wei Xiaoyu haphazardly applied the medicine, wondering what questions Xu Yiqiu would ask. Could it be about his family?

Suddenly, the balcony light came on. He looked in the direction of the sound, nearly drooling.

The floral nightgown was very thin, barely covering the beautiful young woman's graceful figure. The two sections of her snow-white legs below the knees already made Wei Xiaoyu's mouth water, let alone the light reflecting off the nightgown.

Xu Yiqiu, with her back to him, was hanging clothes on a hanger on the balcony, her legs slightly apart, the outline of her two plump, rounded thighs perfectly reflected in the nightgown. With each tiptoe and step, her thighs taut and powerful, her full, round buttocks swaying back and forth. Good heavens

! At this moment, the beautiful young woman, on one leg, arms raised high, caused the hem of her nightgown to rise sharply, rapidly exposing more and more of her fair, plump thighs.

*Gulp…* Wei Xiaoyu couldn't help but reach down to his crotch, suppressing his erect penis.

Two snow-white thighs were almost completely exposed, and where they met her beautiful buttocks, two alluring folds of skin flickered and swayed, tempting him.

Wei Xiaoyu's young heart nearly leaped out of his chest. He had seen countless works of art depicting female nudes, but none had ever possessed such a soul-stirring power.

He was stunned, feeling as if all the strength had been drained from his body, leaving him limp.

How voluptuous those two fragrant buttocks were! The allure, so deadly, tantalizingly revealed, inspired endless fantasies and longings.

This was a female official, the deputy director of the municipal party committee office of a municipality directly under the central government—dignified, elegant, intellectual, and possessing a refined air. And she was so beautiful, so unattainable, belonging only to one man.

At this moment, he had unwittingly witnessed her treasured beauty, and a sense of accomplishment surged through him, making him want to shout… Such plump, sexy, taut thighs, dazzlingly white, long and perfect—what kind of boundless sexual bliss would it be to place them on his slightly immature shoulders, or around his still not-so-firm waist?

He trembled all over, wanting to rush up to her, press her against the balcony railing, persuade her to bend over with those full, round buttocks, and, under her shame and indignation, lift her skirt, and amidst her coquettish moans of resistance, carefully pull down her panties with trembling hands…

“Wei Xiaoyu!”

Suddenly, a startled scream rang out.

Wei Xiaoyu saw a dark shadow flying towards him, vaguely recognizing it as something good. He didn't dodge, but even met it with his face.

“Mmm—”

A slightly damp fragrance wafted into his nose, seeping into his very being, and he covered his face with his hands, concealing this fragrant weapon.

"Get out! I don't want to see your ugly face!"

Xu Yiqiu ran over, holding a t-shirt that was about to be hung out to dry, and started slapping Wei Xiaoyu across the face.

"Sister, Sister Qiu, I couldn't help myself, I just couldn't help myself..."

Wei Xiaoyu dodged, seeing that Xu Yiqiu seemed genuinely angry with him, he knew it would be unwise to try and take advantage of the chaos, so he fled.

Once outside, he felt a little resentful and turned back, earnestly emphasizing, "Sister Qiu, I'm really not a bad kid, but... just curious..."

"Get out!"

Xu Yiqiu slammed the door shut, leaning against the wall, she let out a long sigh: How did she end up with such a little rascal? Had she done something wrong...?

***********First published on Cuiweiju***********First published on Cuiweiju***********First published on Cuiweiju********* Back home, Wei Xiaoyu unfolded the little thing in his hand—wow, black lace panties.

The panties were tiny and light, as thin as a cicada's wing. The underband, covering a woman's private parts, was a two-finger-wide piece of fabric, the rest covered in beautiful lace. His blood boiled. He leaned close to the crystal chandelier to examine the part that had intimately touched the most mysterious part of the beautiful Qiu Jie's body, but unfortunately, it had been washed clean, leaving no trace. He couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed.

He brought the exquisite, sexy panties to his nose and sniffed them carefully. There was only the fresh scent of laundry detergent, but he stubbornly believed that this was the smell of Qiu Jie's mysterious triangle.

Unable to contain his excitement, he went into the bathroom, fantasizing about Qiu Jie wearing this sexy contraption, her shy yet indignant expression, her full buttocks, her long, voluptuous thighs, the black lace contrasting beautifully with her white body—a captivating sensuality that he couldn't resist.

He despised his own shamelessness and lewdness as he pulled down his pants and used the alluring panties that Sister Qiu had worn to cover his already erect penis. He then gently began to stroke it, feeling as if he were openly defiling the dignified and elegant Sister Qiu. He was panting heavily, fantasizing about a beautiful woman moaning and panting beneath him, exuding charm…

Soon, intense pleasure surged through him, and his hand moved faster and faster, the soft panties feeling like the fleshy walls of a woman's private parts… After more than ten minutes, he felt a tingling sensation at his tailbone; the moment of ejaculation had arrived.

*Ring ring ring…* The security door outside suddenly rang, seemingly accompanied by Xu Yiqiu's shouts, *thump thump thump…*

“Ah, Sister Qiu, I came…”

Wei Xiaoyu roared in a deep voice, covering his glans with the panties and releasing a torrent of fluid…

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