[Urban] The Doctor's Desire and Romantic Encounters (Complete) - 25-27

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Chapter Eight: The Afternoon Romance at Hongshan Temple

. From afar, the scene was heartbreaking, especially for men—any man would feel an urge to cherish her.

Under the soft light, the woman huddled in a corner of the bar, drinking, had tears silently dripping down her cheeks into her drink, without causing a ripple. They simply dissolved into the drink, becoming one, inseparable, indistinguishable as tears or wine… Just

as Yang Yi was wondering about this, the woman looked up at him and naturally beckoned. Yang Yi walked over with his glass and stood opposite her, raising his glass to her and saying, “Drink! Wine can relieve sorrow.”

The woman watched this stranger drink her wine in one gulp. She made no comment; a glance at the table revealed that she seemed to be only drinking, without ordering anything to accompany it.

After sitting down in the dim corner, Yang Yi saw her tear-streaked face.

"Miss, would you like something?"

Yang Yi felt incredibly shameless. Even though he didn't know her, he could still strike up a conversation so brazenly, especially since he'd brought a female companion with him into the dance hall.

It seemed the power of beauty was irresistible to men.

The woman put down her glass, casually glanced at Yang Yi, then lit a cigarette. A puff of smoke immediately escaped her lips. Two minutes later, after she finished the cigarette and scrutinized Yang Yi again, Yang Yi thought the cigarette and alcohol had surely released all the sadness in her chest.

At this moment, the woman put down her glass, looked at Yang Yi, and remained silent.

"Your glistening tears make me want to cry!"

Yang Yi remarked, trying to make conversation.

"Is that so?"

The woman looked at him, still looking up, and asked indifferently.

"Of course!"

Yang Yi replied.

"Heh, are you this patient with all women?"

The woman laughed, but her expression remained lonely and indifferent.

"Just kidding. Although I'm not without experience striking up conversations with strange girls, I've never had anything like it in a dance hall before, so I guess I have to be patient!"

Yang Yi explained somewhat awkwardly, only realizing how foolish his words were after they left his mouth.

The woman laughed but didn't say anything.

"Although I've met many women, this is the first time I've struck up a conversation with a strange girl in a dance hall."

Seeing her noncommittal attitude, Yang Yi awkwardly added this sentence.

"So, here, I'm your first time?"

The woman blinked, seemingly replying casually, but Yang Yi could clearly see the disdain in her eyes.

"In a way, you're quite humorous!"

Yang Yi turned his head, waved to the waiter, ordered another ice-cold draft beer, and when he turned back, he said with feigned shyness, "If possible, it's on me today."

"Are you trying to pick me up?"

The woman pursed her lips, and her silent face finally brightened; her smile was like a blooming flower.

"Well... I just wanted to get to know you better. I was curious about the tears you shed earlier. Could I, as an outsider, ask who those tears were for?"

Yang Yi explained.

"I don't think so. Looking at you reminds me of someone else. Okay, that's enough for today. I just want to be alone now,"

the woman said.

Yang Yi's eyes were full of disappointment. He said, "Fine, then! But I have a small request."

"I didn't realize you were so talkative,"

the woman teased.

"May I ask your name?"

Yang Yi asked.

"Xuexiu, you can call me Axiu. Now you should go and keep your female companion company,"

the woman said, tilting her head back and downing another glass of wine, her eyes filled with sadness and loneliness.

The woman was clearly trying to get rid of Yang Yi. Although Yang Yi was thick-skinned, he still had some self-awareness, so he shook his head and left somewhat unwillingly.

The music had long since changed. Yang Yi looked around but couldn't find Li Dan'er on the dance floor. So he got up and wandered around, finally spotting her outside the dance hall's restroom. He looked at Li Dan'er in the mirror in front of the faucet, her head bowed. Her low-cut, round-neck blouse revealed most of her firm, smooth breasts.

"Hehe, what brings you here?"

Yang Yi asked with a laugh.

"I don't want to see some man getting lustful!"

Li Dan'er replied veiledly.

"What? Are you jealous?"

Yang Yi asked.

"You wish! Even if I were jealous, it wouldn't be my place!"

The two stood side by side in front of the mirror washing their hands. She wasn't afraid of Yang Yi's displeasure; her seemingly casual reply carried a hidden meaning.

"Stand up straight! Don't keep bending over like that. Aren't you afraid other people will see you looking so sexy?"

Yang Yi said jealously.

Li Dan'er wiped the water droplets from her face and chuckled, "What am I afraid of? If I dare to wear a low-cut top, I'm not afraid of being stared at by perverts."

"Damn! Aren't you indirectly calling me a pervert?"

Yang Yi slapped Li Dan'er's plump buttocks and protested with a laugh.

"Aren't you a pervert yourself?"

Li Dan'er suddenly stood up straight and flicked the water droplets from her hands onto Yang Yi's face.

"Alright, let's not flirt here. Let's go outside and talk! It's not good if others see us."

Yang Yi said.

"Tch! You know how to be embarrassed."

Li Dan'er said and let Yang Yi put his arm around her waist and walk out of the restroom.

The two returned to the dance hall, where another round of dancing had already begun. Most of the men and women in the dance hall were dancing, while Yang Yi pulled Li Dan'er to stand quietly at a table by the stage and continued drinking and chatting.

Many women were smoking, drinking large glasses of wine, and swaying their bodies to the deafening music, as if they were crazy.

Yang Yi couldn't hear Li Dan'er clearly. Finally, she approached him, hugged his head, and whispered in his ear, "Honey, come out and have some fun with me later!"

Yang Yi knew he wasn't Li Dan'er's husband, but he still drank a glass with her and said, "If I drink any more, I'll get drunk. How can I keep you company?"

Li Dan'er couldn't hear him clearly and raised her glass to drink again. Yang Yi reluctantly drank another glass and then whispered in her ear, "Dan'er, you're such a gossip!"

Li Dan'er bit Yang Yi's ear and replied, "Thank you! Haha, one good thing about the dance hall is that you can curse people without worrying, since I can't hear you anyway."

About ten minutes later, Yang Yi went to the restroom again. He encountered a drunk woman at the door. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was the woman who called herself Xue Xiu. She grabbed Yang Yi and made a surprising request: she wanted him to escort her into the restroom.

Yang Yi didn't even dare to go into the women's restroom, so naturally he couldn't agree to her request. Unexpectedly, she grabbed his clothes and followed him into the men's restroom, then leaned against the wall and vomited.

Several men stared at Yang Yi, looking as if they'd seen an alien.

Yang Yi quickly explained that he didn't actually know her, then pulled her out and pushed her into the women's restroom. Just then, a man came out—someone Yang Yi had seen while dancing earlier. Apparently, the men's and women's restrooms were interchangeable. Yang Yi was incredibly annoyed! Finally, he escaped this unbearable place, ran to the dance floor, found Li Dan'er who had just finished dancing, and forcibly dragged her out.

"Why did you drag me out?" Li Dan'er asked, dissatisfied. "Nothing, I don't want to stay here anymore. If you want to play with me, leave now; if you want to continue playing by yourself, you can go back in and dance," Yang Yi said. "You! I can't stand you!"

Li Dan'er shook her head and followed Yang Yi out of the dance hall. "So where should we go next?" Yang Yi asked. "Let me think... hotels are boring, and I'm already tired of them. Your place is definitely out of the question, and mine is even worse. Where should we go?" Li Dan'er said, looking troubled. "I'm asking you, not the other way around! By the way, what about that villa we went to last time?" Yang Yi said. "Don't even mention it. That was originally my second brother's house, and now that he's back, it's no longer mine," Li Dan'er said. "Then let's skip that today and just wander around," Yang Yi suggested. "No way, I'm determined to do it!" "Then what do you suggest? This won't work, that won't work either." "I've thought of a great place, come on! I'll take you there on my motorcycle." "Are you sure you can handle it? You've had so much to drink, and it's getting late. I think we should find a hotel and have a meal there." "No, you have to come with me!" "Where is it?" "A place you'd never even dream of!" "You have to tell me first! So I can prepare myself." "Get on! You'll see soon enough, it'll be incredibly exciting!" Li Dan'er said mysteriously. "I'm really impressed." Yang Yi shook his head again, flipped over and sat on the back of the motorcycle that Li Dan'er had pushed over. As soon as he was settled, Li Dan'er stepped on the gas and sped off eastward. Soon, the two left Wu'an City. Yang Yi asked incredulously, "You're not taking me to the countryside, are you?" "Hehe, almost there. You've been to Hongshan Temple in the Eastern Taihang Mountains, right?" Li Dan'er's hearty laughter came from inside her helmet. "Amitabha! No way! You're taking me to Hongshan Temple to become a monk!" Yang Yi joked. "Hehe, how come you have no sense of romance? You'll see when we get there," Li Dan'er said. Hongshan Temple in Wu'an City, located 25 kilometers northeast of Wu'an City at the foot of Zijin Mountain, is a famous Buddhist holy site in North China. It was first built around 707 AD during the reign of Emperor Zhongzong of the Tang Dynasty. In 1730 AD, Emperor Kangxi visited the temple during his southern tour and left a poem: "The mountain rocks are red with cinnabar, the beautiful mountain represents the five elements, a fairyland for true men." The main buildings include seventy-two halls of varying sizes, such as the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the Great Buddha Hall, the Hall of the Holy Mother of Red Mountain, the Hall of the Black Dragon, and the Hall of the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons. With Candle Mountain, Red Mountain Lake, verdant hills and clear waters, and deep valleys, it truly is a "Shangri-La." The 25-kilometer journey wasn't short, but with Li Dan'er speeding at 120 kilometers per hour, they arrived at the foot of Candle Mountain , located at the foot of Zijin Mountain, in just over twenty minutes. Li Dan'er left her motorcycle at a hotel at the foot of the mountain and then took Yang Yi up Candle Mountain. Halfway up Candle Mountain, there was a dense forest; this was Li Dan'er's destination. The two sat under a large tree in the lush forest, looking at the distant scenery. A gentle breeze blew up from below, and there was no one else in sight. Li Dan'er rested her head on Yang Yi's shoulder and breathed into his ear, asking, "How is it? Isn't this place nice?" "It is nice, but why did you think of coming to a place like this to do this kind of thing?" Yang Yi asked. "Hehe, I suddenly came up with this idea when I came here for a visit a few days ago. I didn't expect it to become a reality so quickly. Now we can have our fun, right?" Li Dan'er suggested. Yang Yi put his hand inside Li Dan'er's clothes, feeling the soft touch, and nodded, saying, "Then let's finish quickly! It won't be fun after the sun goes down." "Yeah! I think so too, but the scene before us is so poetic! The sunset and the green mountains, the forests and the meadows," Li Dan'er said. "Damn! This mountain has everything, except for a bed. What a pity!" Yang Yi exclaimed, looking at the bustling traffic and towering buildings of the tourist area below. Li Dan'er sat up, slapped Yang Yi's hand away, and asked, "Stop talking the talk, when are we starting?" Yang Yi looked around nervously, then pushed Li Dan'er down onto the grass, chuckling, "I'll deal with you now!" On a small Buddhist mountain, rich in spiritual energy, in a lush forest, came the captivating moans of a woman from a meadow. The sounds were like the warbling of a nightingale, seemingly joyful yet also painful, intermittent, accompanied by the panting of a man. Li Dan'er seemed very excited during their lovemaking here; she insisted on taking off her clothes, but Yang Yi felt it wasn't appropriate to undress in the wild, so he wouldn't let her. Finally, she sat on Yang Yi's lap, her arms around his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist. Like vines growing on a giant tree, she nearly suffocated Yang Yi. Yang Yi, annoyed, said, "You fucking relax, I'm being strangled!" "Hehe, I'm just excited! I never thought I'd actually be here making love with the boy I like," Li Dan'er said happily. Under the setting sun, a gentle breeze blew up from the foot of the mountain, carrying the stench of the street. The red sunlight shone through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on Li Dan'er, making her look like a spotted animal. The grass around them was tall, but thankfully there was a flat rock where they sat. Yang Yi sat on the rock, his hand inside Li Dan'er's clothes, holding her slender waist, caressing her firm breasts, feeling very comfortable. Just then, a snake slithered to the rock, glanced at them, and then silently disappeared. Li Dan'er didn't see any of this. She was with her eyes closed, holding Yang Yi's head, wrapped around his waist, moving up and down. A flush spread across her face, extending to her chest, and she was breathing heavily.

Yang Yi took the condom that Li Dan'er always carried from her pocket and put it on his penis. In the sunlight, the little guy looked like he was wearing a plastic raincoat, quite energetic. It had always been this energetic, except for the few days ago when Yang Yi was still lying in the hospital bed.

Li Dan'er looked down at Yang Yi's penis and said playfully, "I haven't seen it for so many days, it seems it still recognizes me!"

Yang Yi kept silent, put on the condom, and said, "All done!"

Li Dan'er took a deep breath and said expectantly, "Come on!"

Today, when Yang Yi and Li Dan'er were doing this, he found that she wasn't as wanton as before, which made Yang Yi very unhappy. She kept panting, as if a huge pressure was pressing on her heart, but she never cried out loudly at that moment.

Li Dan'er noticed Yang Yi's question and laughed, "Today I don't want you to hear my moans, making you feel like it's all your doing, so I'm using a very suppressed sound when I'm with you." "

You're something else! You're probably the most creative woman I've ever slept with!"

Yang Yi chuckled.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Li Dan'er sat on Yang Yi's lap and said to him, "This condom is definitely a cheap one; it's cutting me a bit."

The two of them were making love wildly in the grass of Candle Mountain, completely ignoring the many eyes watching them—grasshoppers, frogs, crickets, and even snakes—staring at the two excited humans, perhaps with eyes full of confusion.

While the two were making love, twenty-eight kilometers away outside the Thunderbolt Dance Hall, a drunken Ji Xuexiu was staggering and acting crazy on the street outside the dance hall.

Ji Xuexiu couldn't recall where she had read this passage: "There's a flower called Datura, pure white and beautiful, fragrant and rich, yet harboring hidden dangers; there's a type of person called married, mature, considerate, gentle and quiet, yet having lost the right to love others. Datura shouldn't be touched, for after the intoxication of its scent comes the numbness of body and mind; married people shouldn't be touched, for after fleeting pleasure comes an unmanageable mess."

Unfortunately, by the time Ji Xuexiu understood this, she was already exhausted, both physically and mentally, powerless to clean up the mess, or even too lazy to do so.

Yang Zhilin's attentiveness these past few days had offered Ji Xuexiu some comfort, but a pregnant woman's concerns were very practical. She couldn't let her child be without a complete family, so she urged Yang Zhilin to divorce his wife and marry her as soon as possible.

However, Ji Xuexiu's one-sided desire was clearly useless; Yang Zhilin's hesitant attitude gradually made her understand this.

"What should I do?"

Ji Xuexiu's patience had its limits, so last night she had another huge fight with Yang Zhilin: "You were the one who swore you loved me, you were the one who made vows of eternal love with me, you were the one who shared life and death with me, and in the end, you're the one who deceived my feelings! What am I to you? Not even a lover! If you're going to keep a lover, you should at least buy me a house! And what do you do? You just rent this shabby place to get rid of me! What did I get out of you? I work to support myself, and you only come here to vent your sexual desires when you're happy. If the ending was destined to be tragic, why did you give me such beautiful promises in the first place?"

Faced with Ji Xuexiu's accusations and attacks, Yang Zhilin adopted a very clever attitude—feigning ignorance and remaining silent, no matter how fiercely she cursed, he pretended not to hear.

Unable to contain her anger, Ji Xuexiu started hitting him after her accusations failed, but Yang Zhilin just let her tear at and hit him, without showing any anger.

He wouldn't fight back, he wouldn't fight back either, it was really a headache.

In a fit of anger, Ji Xuexiu tried to call Yang Zhilin's home to call his wife, Zhu Yanan, but Yang Zhilin snatched her phone, smashed it, slapped her, and stormed off again.

Now, Ji Xuexiu no longer cared about Yang Zhilin. He could be with his wife after leaving her, but what about her?

Unable to bear it any longer, Ji Xuexiu went to a dance hall to vent her frustration through cigarettes, alcohol, music, and dance. She never expected to run into Yang Zhilin's son there, and he even approached her, looking like a lecherous scoundrel—just like his father. People say that like father, like son, but in their family, a rogue father begets a rogue son.

Ever since her first failed confrontation with Yang Zhilin, Ji Xuexiu had been collecting information on his family. If all else failed, she planned to have them killed.

Today, after meeting Yang Zhilin's son, her disgust for the mother and son intensified. Looking at the son, she could imagine what kind of mother raised him—neither of them were good people.

On a lonely summer evening, Ji Xuexiu tossed and turned in bed after returning home. She turned on the stereo, only to hear a heartbreaking love song: "Your smile ensnared me, and I fell into your trap. You embraced me with open arms, but behind you hid a knife. You are elusive and unpredictable. Love is poison, the sugar coating is too sweet. I can't resist your temptation. Love is poison, the sugar coating is too sweet. I can't resist your temptation. How can I make love only bring laughter? Just a taste is enough. Swallowing it will cost me my life..." "

Yes! I can't live like this anymore. I can't go on like this. I have to walk my own path. Men are all unreliable!"

Ji Xuexiu turned off the music. Heartbroken, she told herself, "I will make him pay!"

Chapter Nine: After a hearty meal, lust takes hold.

When Yang Yi and Li Dan'er returned to Wu'an City from Candle Mountain, it was already six o'clock in the evening. He rushed home, took a shower, changed his clothes, and left again without even eating dinner.

Zhu Yanan, who was behind Yang Yi, kept asking him where he was going. Yang Yi simply replied, "Going to the hospital to pick up my girlfriend from work," and then disappeared.

Because Yang Yi's parents had arranged sick leave for him, it wasn't convenient for him to go directly to the hospital cafeteria to find her. Therefore, after getting off the bus at the hospital entrance, he could only wait at a distance for Lu Xianyun, who was getting off work, to come out.

However, things didn't go as smoothly as Yang Yi had expected. He waited for a long time but Lu Xianyun didn't come out. Instead, he unexpectedly ran into Wu Xueqin, who was also waiting for her aunt to get off work together.

"Are you alright? All better?"

Wu Xueqin asked Yang Yi.

"Yes! What are you doing here? Didn't you get off work a long time ago?"

Yang Yi replied.

"Yes! I had dinner inside and was waiting for Xiaoqian to get off work and go home together. But I just heard that they have arranged for overtime in the maternity ward, saying that they won't be able to get off work until nine o'clock at night, so I was just about to go home!"

Wu Xueqin said.

"Oh! That's why I've been waiting for so long and haven't seen her come out."

Yang Yi muttered to himself.

"That's strange, you're waiting for someone too. Who are you waiting for? Are you waiting for our Xiaoqian?"

"Um...um...yes! I'm waiting for her! But she hasn't come out, I thought she'd already gone home!"

"Really? Looks like you really have a thing for our Xiaoqian, hehe!"

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at Xiaoqian! She clearly likes you but doesn't dare tell you. You boys are so bold, you dare to think and dare to do!"

"What? Xiaoqian likes me?"

"Yes! Aren't you waiting for her? Aren't you pursuing her?"

"I'm not talking about that. She likes me? How come I didn't know?"

"You should ask her that! You young people should sort out your own affairs. I'm just an outsider reminding you."

"Hehe, you're not an outsider. We've had an intimate relationship. Besides, you're not that much older than us. You still look so young; people who don't know the situation would think you're only twenty!"

"Shh... Let's not talk about those things from the past here. I'm a mother of two now; I can't compare to you guys."

"If not here, then where should we talk about it? Should we find a place to talk in bed?"

"Go away, go away, go away! You're such a jinx! I'm waiting to go home to my husband and kids; I don't have time to chat with you here."

"Really? You're going home so early? Aren't you supposed to be working part-time at the Red Dream Bar?"

"You! You're joking about that again. I haven't been going to that place for a long time."

"Why?"

"Before, our family was short on money. Since I transferred to the gynecology department, my salary has increased. Xiaoqian has been working at the hospital for almost two months now and is getting paid. Plus, my husband has found a job. Why would I need to work part-time anymore?"

Wu Xueqin explained.

"Hehe, this is all good news! But I also deserve a lot of credit! You have to thank me, otherwise you'd probably still be busy in Hongmengtian right now!"

Yang Yi said with a smile.

"Hmm! I should thank you. How about this? I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"Why another day? Can't we eat today? I haven't had dinner yet!"

"Now? Let me think..." "

What are you hesitating for? It's decided! We don't need to go to any fancy restaurant, just a small eatery will do." "

That's not what I meant. I already ate at the hospital cafeteria, that's why I said I'd treat you another day."

"What's the big deal? I'll eat while you watch, that's fine, isn't it?"

"How can that be?"

"How about this? You'll have a drink with me during dinner. Even though you've already eaten, drinking is okay, right?"

"Drink? Don't even mention it. Who knows what you'll be like when you're drunk? Last time it was because you were drunk that...that...that..."

"That what? That you could have some fun with me, right?"

"I'm not talking to you anymore, you never say anything serious. I'm going home. I'll treat you another day!"

"No, I want you to treat me today!"

"You!"

"What's wrong with me? What? You don't want to?"

"Please, please. Do you think I'm stingy with a little money?"

Wu Xueqin said helplessly.

"That's more like it! Come on, I'll take you to a nice dumpling restaurant so you can try their cooking."

Yang Yi said happily.

"You want dumplings?"

"What's wrong with dumplings? Let me tell you, this dumpling restaurant is run by people from Northeast China. They don't just have dumplings, they also have some other Northeastern dishes. They're very delicious. You'll see when you get there."

"Okay then! You can have whatever you want." "

Then I'll thank you, dear Sister Qin!"

"Yang Yi, I'm reminding you again, I have a family. I don't want anything to affect my family, and I absolutely cannot hear any gossip that could destroy my family!"

"What do you mean?"

Yang Yi asked curiously.

"We're colleagues, and that's all. We were, we are, and we will be in the future. We have no other relationship."

Wu Xueqin said solemnly.

"Oh, so you were worried about what I might say about certain things."

"Alright, that's enough. I hope you'll be more careful with your words in the future!"

"Hehe, I find it strange. I've already fulfilled my promises to help you with those things, so why are you asking this of me?" "

Then what do you want?"

"That depends on your performance, Sister Qin."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything, I just want to tell you that our relationship from now on is definitely not just colleagues."

"What exactly do you want?"

"Hehe, don't get excited, don't get excited! It's not what you think. I just hope we can become relatives in the future."

"Relatives?"

"Yes, through another person, so I can openly call you 'sister-in-law.'"

"Oh! After all this talk, we've come back to my Xiaoqian."

"Smart. Actually, my condition is very simple: you just need to act as a matchmaker for me and her."

"You should have said so earlier! I've always thought my Xiaoqian and you were a good match. It would be even better if she could marry you." "

However, I don't just mean matchmaking in the usual sense."

"So how do you want me to bring you two together?"

Wu Xueqin asked, puzzled.

"I'll tell you at the right time later. The time isn't right yet. Liu Qian and I are still far from being a couple!"

Yang Yi said mysteriously.

"Okay! If it's just this, I can agree to it for now." "

That's exactly what I've been waiting for. It's settled now. You help me make this happen, and I'll keep my mouth shut and forget about that other thing." "

Deal, but you have to promise not to let her down in the future!"

"I guarantee it with my integrity!"

"Tch! What integrity do you have? But since you're so sincere, I'll trust you this once."

"We're here. It's that one over there."

The two walked and negotiated, and before they knew it, they had reached the intersection of Zhongxing Road and Gongyuan Road. Yang Yi pointed into Gongyuan Road and said,

"Isn't that No. 1 Middle School?"

Wu Xueqin asked.

"Yes! It's right across from the No. 1 Middle School. This dumpling restaurant has a great reputation among the teachers and students here."

"Come on, I'll show you the way."

The two chatted and laughed as they arrived at the dumpling restaurant called "Arctic Village."

The restaurant was decorated in a grand yet simple style, with a particularly eye-catching couplet by the door: "The black soil nurtures the black soil people, truly authentic; Northeasterners make authentic Northeastern cuisine!" Northeastern

cuisine isn't listed among the eight major cuisines of China, but that hasn't hindered its popularity. Even in culinary hotspots like Beijing, Shanghai, Tianjin, and Guangzhou, far from its birthplace, Northeastern cuisine flourishes like a kapok flower.

Some food critics say that the food reflects the person; Northeastern cuisine embodies the characteristics of Northeasterners—rough, bold, and unconventional, with large platters of meat, large dishes of vegetables, and large cups of wine, reminiscent of the saying "drinking from large bowls and eating large mouthfuls of meat."

Because Northeastern Chinese cuisine is often perceived as rustic and lacking in refinement, it's rarely served in upscale restaurants. However, this has ironically enhanced its image as "commoner's food" and "people's food," giving diners a more approachable impression.

For families dining out on their own, Northeastern cuisine is a very affordable option.

In northern cities like Beijing and Tianjin, Northeastern cuisine is undoubtedly a popular choice. People in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region generally don't eat spicy food, so Northeastern dishes are also relatively mild.

Yang Yi first ordered a hearty Northeastern cold noodle dish, then handed the menu to Wu Xueqin for her to choose from.

Wu Xueqin took the menu, flipped through it, and asked with some confusion, "Why would you young people like this kind of food?"

"Don't underestimate Northeastern cuisine," Yang Yi said, adopting a profound and enigmatic air, as if he had some deep insights. "I used to think that Northeastern food consisted of only a few dishes, crudely prepared, just enough to fill your stomach. But as I ate it more often, I discovered that there's refinement in the rough, elegance in the rustic

. That's why I've come to love eating Northeastern food here."

Wu Xueqin scoffed, "You talk like you know everything, as if you're a true expert."

"Of course! I consider myself a somewhat knowledgeable gourmet; how could I not know more than the average person!"

Yang Yi boasted without a hint of modesty.

"Really?"

Wu Xueqin asked incredulously.

"Would I lie to you? Next time I come to your house, let me teach you how to cook, and you'll see,"

Yang Yi said.

Wu Xueqin laughed, "Hehe, I didn't expect you to become a culinary expert! How disrespectful!"

Yang Yi knew there was sarcasm in Wu Xueqin's words, but he smiled unconcerned and began to show off: "Northeastern cuisine originated from Shandong cuisine. It was developed based on Manchu cuisine, absorbing the strengths of various regional cuisines, especially Shandong and Beijing cuisine. It is characterized by pickled vegetables and other preserved foods, meeting the dietary habits of northerners who prefer strong, salty flavors. It has its own unique style, with stewing, braising, and roasting as its main features." "The dishes are rustic in appearance, rich in color, and intense in flavor. Most are multi-layered, with distinct sweet and savory notes, tender and crispy textures, vibrant colors, glossy sauces, and meticulous presentation. The cooking methods excel in braising, frying, roasting, steaming, stewing, and hot pot. Dishes like braised pork and blood sausage, braised bear paw, 'Goldfish on a Canopy,' honey-glazed cherry blossoms, and assorted hot pot are unique. Braised pork ribs, enoki mushroom and chicken stew, pork stew with vermicelli, sweet and sour pork, and harvest vegetables are incredibly fragrant and delicious, worthy of enthusiastic applause!"

Wu Xueqin, watching Yang Yi's incessant chatter, almost burst out laughing. "After all this talk, are we still going to order any dishes? Are we still going to eat?"

"Of course we have to eat! Waiter, bring three plates of pickled vegetables first: braised pig's trotters, braised chicken feet, and shredded pork with sweet bean sauce. Also, bring two bowls of braised pork, a bowl of celery and pork dumplings, and a bottle of sorghum liquor."

After ordering, Yang Yi continued to boast, "Take the dishes I ordered today! The Northeast-style cold noodles I ordered at the beginning were our appetizer. The good taste comes from the sauce and the quality of the noodles. It's a perfect balance of sweet and salty, and a rustic yet refined dish!" As

they were talking, the appetizer that Yang Yi mentioned was served.

The translucent cold noodles were placed on the plate, with cucumber shreds standing upright in the center. After a bowl of broth was poured in, Yang Yi instructed Wu Xueqin to use her chopsticks to stir it in the plate.

After the appetizers, Yang Yi continued his explanation: "Actually, the rough-and-ready style of Northeastern cuisine, not fixated on details, is quite like the rough-and-ready people of Northeast China. It whets the appetite, just like those pickles I ordered earlier. If paired with strong sorghum liquor, a sense of boldness rises from the stomach, full of the flavor of the northern frontier."

"The food is alright, but let me tell you first, I can't drink this liquor!"

Wu Xueqin said after taking a few bites of cold noodles.

"Okay! I won't force you. Then you can drink with me with a soft drink."

Yang Yi said.

"Okay! But don't get drunk like last time, or I'll pay the bill and leave."

Wu Xueqin said.

"Don't worry! I won't drink too much even if you want me to. I already drank a lot of beer this afternoon, and I can only drink half a jin at most now. It's just a pity about not being able to finish this liquor, sigh, what a waste."

Yang Yi shook his head and said.

"That's enough. Waste doesn't matter, anyway, it's my treat today."

Wu Xueqin said.

In the blink of an eye, the food was all served, and the two began to eat.

Half an hour later, Yang Yi wiped his mouth and said, "Let's go! We're full."

Wu Xueqin pointed to the half-eaten food and wine on the table and said, "It's such a pity. If you knew we couldn't finish it, why did you order so much?"

"Hehe, are you worried about your wallet? But don't worry, this meal is on me. I won't let you pay!"

Yang Yi looked at Wu Xueqin with a smile, but he had another plan in mind.

Wu Xueqin quickly waved her hand and said, "No, no, no, I promised to treat you, how could I let you pay!"

But Yang Yi had already taken out a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet and placed it on the cashier's counter, saying, "Boss, check please!"

Then he turned to Wu Xueqin and said, "Hehe, I promised to treat you, and now it's still your treat, but I'm paying."

The food wasn't expensive, and Yang Yi took the change and waved, saying, "Let's go! Sister Qin, haven't you had enough yet?"

"That's not what I meant, how could I accept that?"

Stepping out of the Arctic Village gate, Wu Xueqin said somewhat awkwardly.

"That's easy, do you see over there?"

Yang Yi asked.

"What?"

Wu Xueqin looked in the direction Yang Yi was pointing, still puzzled.

"You'll understand once you come with me!"

Yang Yi pulled Wu Xueqin to a hotel on Park Road and stopped. He said, "This 'Xiling Lake Hotel' is specifically for tourists visiting Xiling Lake Park, but it's also a good place for lovers to meet. I want to go in and rest for a bit. If you felt bad about me paying for the meal earlier, how about I treat you to dinner later?"

"You—how could you bring me to a place like this? I'm not going in. You go yourself. I'm going home now,"

Wu Xueqin said, dissatisfied.

Chapter Ten: Ancestral Secret Techniques: Eighteen Ways to Perform Erotic Scenes (Part 1)

Seeing Wu Xueqin turn to leave, Yang Yi chuckled and grabbed her, teasing, "What's wrong? Sister Qin, it's not like it's the first time. What's the difference between doing it once and doing it a hundred times? You've already cheated on me, so why worry about doing it a couple more times?"

"You little rascal! You know that wasn't my intention, yet you still bring it up!"

Wu Xueqin retorted angrily.

"Hehe, I know Sister Qin is the kind of virtuous and upright woman, it's all my fault! I'm lewd, shameless, and despicable, but I promise this is the last time. After this, we'll cut ties completely and have no further connection!"

"You! You're such a devil."

"Hehe, let's go! This is the last time, let's part amicably!"

After saying that, Yang Yi, without waiting for a reply, dragged the reluctant Wu Xueqin into the small inn.

Yang Yi chose the best double room, went in first, and hid to the side. As soon as Wu Xueqin followed him in, Yang Yi suddenly stepped forward and hugged her around the waist. His action startled Wu Xueqin, who said with dissatisfaction, "Why are you so eager?"

Before Wu Xueqin could finish speaking, Yang Yi's hot tongue had already entered her mouth.

Yang Yi also used one hand to lift up Wu Xueqin's top, grabbing one of her breasts through her bra and kneading it.

There are no such things as chaste and virtuous women in this world, especially when sexual satisfaction is not fully achieved. Therefore, Wu Xueqin began to stroke Yang Yi's penis inside his suit pants with one hand.

After a while, Wu Xueqin pushed Yang Yi away, gave him a meaningful glare, sighed, and said coquettishly, "You rascal, I bet you were a lecherous ghost in your past life!"

She then backed towards the double bed.

"What does it matter? We'll definitely be relatives in the future, family."

Yang Yi pressed closer, taking advantage of the situation.

"Yang Yi, please show some respect. We're not like that..."

Wu Xueqin plopped down on the edge of the bed, panting and feigning anger.

"Good sister, just give it to me! I'll definitely satisfy you. I'll take you to heaven and then float you back down to earth."

Yang Yi pleaded, shamelessly declaring.

Wu Xueqin chuckled, saying irritably, "You've been so handsy since we came in, you have no sense of romance at all."

"Sister Qin, my dear sister, my darling..."

Yang Yi only managed half a sentence before he pounced on her, embracing her tightly and showering her with another passionate kiss.

This time, their cooperation was incredibly close, tongues touching, lips pressed together, even their hands moving in unison. Yang Yi unbuttoned Wu Xueqin's blouse, while Wu Xueqin unzipped his suit trousers, reaching inside to touch his penis.

Looking at her breasts, reddened from his caresses, Yang Yi reached down to remove her skirt and panties. Wu Xueqin gave a soft moan, pressing her legs together to stop Yang Yi's impatient actions. Yang Yi had no choice but to change his approach, reaching inside to caress her pubic hair and the delicate slit in her pubic hair! The moment he touched her, Wu Xueqin was already quite a bit wet.

At this moment, Yang Yi's manhood, already erect, was gradually hardening in Wu Xueqin's hands. Wu Xueqin stole a glance; the thing was already gleaming purple, standing erect outside her suit trousers, ready to be unleashed.

"My dear Sister Qin, please stop torturing me, just give it to me!"

Yang Yi pleaded.

Wu Xueqin didn't respond, but simply estimated Yang Yi's long-absent little brother with her hand. She measured it to be about seven or eight inches long, and as for its thickness, Wu Xueqin could only barely grasp the glans with her hand.

Yang Yi, burning with lust, couldn't control himself and forcefully tried to remove Wu Xueqin's skirt and underwear.

This time, Wu Xueqin didn't resist and cooperated by pulling in her stomach, causing the nylon underwear to slide down her legs with Yang Yi's hand. She then used the strength of her toes to kick it to the ground.

A large patch of Wu Xueqin's white panties was already soaked with her juices. Yang Yi looked down and examined the sparse, glossy black pubic hair beneath Wu Xueqin's smooth, white belly. Between her snow-white thighs, a trickle of fluid flowed.

Yang Yi pressed his hand against Wu Xueqin's mons pubis, gently rubbing it, then inserted his index finger, stirring it up and down and side to side.

Wu Xueqin was aroused. She unbuttoned Yang Yi's trousers and pulled them down, then grabbed his penis with both hands, one hand on top, the large glans still visible, and began to move it rhythmically up and down and side to side.

Yang Yi then withdrew his index finger, which was naturally wet and slippery. After wiping his finger on the sheets, he pulled off her bra and began to grab her breasts.

Wu Xueqin crossed one leg, her cherry lips slightly parted, and went to swallow Yang Yi's little brother. Strangely enough, as soon as she took it in, Yang Yi's little brother moved, and the thing jumped out of Wu Xueqin's mouth, pointing towards her flower garden.

"Hehe, you don't know how to enjoy yourself!"

Wu Xueqin laughed and scolded, then grasped it with her hand and guided it towards her flower garden. She looked down at the mushroom head of that thing completely covered by her honeyed entrance, then tilted her head back, her starry eyes slightly closed, and gave Yang Yi a passionate kiss.

Yang Yi sucked on Wu Xueqin's tongue, used both hands to spread her thighs, and slowly pressed down hard. He felt that his penis was already covered in her juices before he thrust hard.

Wu Xueqin hummed "Mmm," and began to rock on top of him, shaking violently.

Yang Yi was a master of flirting, a seasoned veteran of the flower garden. He knew that although this sitting position was comfortable, it could only be used briefly and not for long, because both men and women would feel very tired after a while. So Yang Yi stripped Wu Xueqin of all her clothes, picked her up and placed her on the bed, then stood on the floor below.

He then lifted her legs and straddled them, beginning an ancient position – the old man pushing a cart!

Initially, Yang Yi used the so-called "nine shallow, one deep" or "two-eight shallow" soft techniques, but gradually, he began thrusting relentlessly.

Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger! Wu Xueqin, having lived for over thirty years, was quite an expert in matters of the heart. Her waist was like a snake, her buttocks like waves, swaying left and right, rising and falling, her flower bud contracting and relaxing. How could she show weakness to an opponent?

Yang Yi unleashed his waist strength, thrusting and ramming fiercely, each thrust penetrating to the root, leaving only the two sacs of his penis visible.

Wu Xueqin felt incredibly comfortable from being pounded, and she cried out in a sweet, seductive voice, "Oh, Yang Yi, my darling, how come you're so good at...doing this? Mmm, my little darling, come on, push! Right...right there, harder, Yang Yi, you're my real husband..."

"Hehe, Sister Qin, since you say that, I have something to discuss with you."

Yang Yi suddenly had a whim and wanted to play with Wu Xueqin's anus again. Ever since that time he had been with her, he had really missed that feeling.

Wu Xueqin cried out in a trembling, coquettish voice, "My good husband, my dear brother, just do it hard! Can't we discuss it later?"

Yang Yi knew that Wu Xueqin had misunderstood, so he spread her legs and bent down to touch her breasts again.

Wu Xueqin's two jade feet were hanging in the air, so she stretched them out behind Yang Yi, hooking them around his buttocks, making it even more convenient for her to move.

But Yang Yi kept her in suspense. He pulled his penis out, leaving only the tip dangling and rubbing at the entrance, refusing to penetrate further.

Wu Xueqin, itching with desire, felt even more uncomfortable as Yang Yi's penis rubbed only at the entrance. So, in a pleading tone, she moaned, "Yang Yi, husband, what's wrong with you? You're just dangling at the entrance, making me feel all tingly. Please, just go in a little!"

Yang Yi pretended not to hear, eventually even releasing his hand from her breasts, his eyes looking elsewhere, seemingly absent-minded.

"What's wrong with you? My little rogue husband,"

Wu Xueqin asked Yang Yi reproachfully, swaying her slender waist.

"Nothing, just wanted to play with your backyard, hehe!"

Yang Yi couldn't contain himself and replied with a shameless grin.

Wu Xueqin rolled her eyes at Yang Yi from below, spat at him, and said, "You little rascal, you deserve to die! Wasn't it enough that you ruined someone's place last time? You rascal, you always have to come up with these tricks every time. My husband and I have been married for over ten years and we've never done this. What's so good about the back? It's all dark and wrinkled. I wonder how much suffering Xiaoqian will have to endure if she really marries you!"

"I just love messing with your dark, wrinkled anus, hehe!"

Yang Yi said with a lewd grin.

"Go ahead and do it! But at least save it for the front, not the back."

Wu Xueqin had no choice but to give in to Yang Yi, rolled over onto the bed, and stuck her butt out high.

"Haha, that's more like it!"

After a triumphant laugh, Yang Yi knelt behind Wu Xueqin, one hand gripping his penis, the other holding her buttocks.

He looked down at his penis, hard as an iron rod, the glans glowing purple, drool dripping from its tip. Seizing the opportunity, it was clearly eager to enter. Yang Yi slowly inserted it into Wu Xueqin's anus. As soon as

the tip was fully inserted, Wu Xueqin felt a slight pain, gritting her teeth and crying out, "Yang Yi, you...you...be gentle! My darling! This isn't as good as the front! Your thing is so big, long, and thick, it's burning inside, the pain is unbearable! I think you should work on my front hole! I'm already wet!"

"Hehe..."

Yang Yi chuckled wickedly, thrusting forward forcefully, his penis already three-fifths inserted.

"Haha!"

Yang Yi was completely carried away with his triumph.

Now Wu Xueqin was in real trouble! With her buttocks clenched and her mouth gripping the sheet beneath her, her brows furrowed, she endured the pain. Yang Yi thrust again, his member now fully inserted.

"Gently, my darling!"

Wu Xueqin pleaded from below.

"Hehe! I know! Darling, just call me 'darling husband' from below, and I'll just give you a couple of quick thrusts! Call me!"

Yang Yi said, continuing his movements.

Wu Xueqin truly endured the pain, her voice trembling as she cried out, "Darling, husband, are you going to kill me?"

Yang Yi thrust hard, and Wu Xueqin cried out again! Seeing Yang Yi thrusting deeply and rapidly from behind, about twenty times, Wu Xueqin continued to scream and plead incessantly.

About eight or nine minutes later, Wu Xueqin couldn't take it anymore and pleaded in a soft voice, "You little rascal, my darling, if you're so capable, try it in the front. What kind of show of power are you putting on at the back? My dear husband, please forgive me! I beg you."

"Hehe, then I'll spare you. Let's do it properly in the front."

Yang Yi pulled out his little brother and saw that it was purple and red, and it was eager to get started.

Upon seeing this, Wu Xueqin exclaimed in surprise and quickly grabbed a wet wipe to clean it. After wiping it clean, Wu Xueqin held it in both hands, truly admiring it. Then, she lowered her head, parted her cherry lips, and licked the fluid flowing from the glans with the tip of her red tongue. She then glanced at Yang Yi and asked, "You little rascal, what good deeds did you do in your past life to grow such a cute little brother today?"

"Hehe, I have my own wonderful roots. Sister Qin, why don't you blow on it for me again?"

Yang Yi said, taking a pillow and placing it under his buttocks as he sat down, stretching his legs out, his penis hard and erect in the middle.

Wu Xueqin rolled her eyes at Yang Yi, feigning a coquettish tone, and said, "One trick is barely finished, and you're already coming up with another."

As she spoke, she parted her lips slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and flicked her red tongue, first licking the tip of his penis, then quickly taking it into her mouth, before spitting it out again, laughing, "Your little brother is so big, it's making my mouth hurt."

She then swallowed Yang Yi's penis again, using her hand to help make up for the small size of her mouth.

Yang Yi closed his eyes and smiled, looking down smugly at Wu Xueqin performing oral sex on him.

Sometimes Wu Xueqin would hold it in her mouth, rotating it left and right; sometimes she would hold it still, only sucking on the tip with the tip of her tongue; sometimes she would continuously swallow and spit it out. Wu Xueqin also let Yang Yi's penis rub and shake against her pink face.

Yang Yi asked Wu Xueqin with a smile, "Have you and your husband done this before?"

Wu Xueqin's already red face turned even redder! She spat at Yang Yi and said irritably, "I'm not going to do this kind of thing with him. He can't even handle the front part, let alone this. Who's as good at this as you, you damned nemesis?" As

Wu Xueqin spoke, she began to suckle deeply and lightly, making Yang Yi's heart flutter. For a moment, he couldn't control himself!

"My darling! Sister Qin, your little mouth is so good, oh my! Your tongue is even more skillful! Oh! Don't bite it! My goodness! Sister Qin, you're so amazing! Go faster, yes, hold it tighter, yes, yes, your hands should move up and down too! Hmm... Hmm, that's it, I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer! Good sister, lick the glans, suck it, suck it! Oh, right there... Faster! Faster! Don't bite! Just lick it, faster! Faster! I'm going to come! I'm going to come! My dear, go faster... Good, good Sister Qin, I really can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum, I'm going to..."

Wu Xueqin gripped Yang Yi's penis tightly with both hands, constantly increasing the speed, her tongue flying, licking the lower part and sucking the upper part...

05-16
Chapter Eleven Ancestral Techniques: Eighteen Steps to Erotic Art (Part Two)

Yang Yi pressed Wu Xueqin's head down with both hands, his legs straight, his eyes wide and bloodshot like copper bells. Suddenly, a wave of tingling pleasure washed over him, his glans swelled, and his semen rained down, every last drop shooting into Wu Xueqin's mouth.

At first, Wu Xueqin managed to swallow a mouthful or two of semen, but at the crucial moment, she had no choice but to suck on his glans until her mouth was full. She could no longer move; any movement would cause the sticky semen to spill out.

After a long while, Wu Xueqin slowly swallowed the mouthful of semen, not a drop left. She spat out the naughty thing, then licked the remaining fluid from his glans with her tongue. Looking up, she saw Yang Yi with his eyes tightly closed, as if in deep meditation.

Wu Xueqin couldn't help but spit at Yang Yi, laughing and scolding, "You little rascal, you're all relaxed, but what am I supposed to do? Look, the water's all over the place again, and now you're just pretending not to care!"

Yang Yi opened his eyes and saw that his little brother was indeed limp. No wonder Wu Xueqin was so anxious and scolding!

"Don't rush, let's take a shower first, and you should rinse your mouth too. Take it slow, there's no need to rush,"

Yang Yi advised.

"You little devil!"

Wu Xueqin shook her head and had no choice but to get out of bed and follow him into the bathroom.

To be honest, Yang Yi's indulgence on Candle Mountain this afternoon had really taken a toll on his energy. In the past, he probably wouldn't have had the energy to seduce Wu Xueqin.

But the current Yang Yi was confident. Why? Because of the ancestral medical book he had been studying all this time—The Secret Tonic of Medicine!

The Secret Tonic of Medicine not only recorded insights into orthodox medical techniques, but also some unorthodox things, such as Gu poison and bedroom arts.

What delighted Yang Yi most were the ancient sexual techniques, particularly those concerning male-female intercourse. The descriptions were numerous and quite enticing, including concepts like yin-yang balance, endurance, and the ability to maintain an erection.

However, because Yang Yi had only studied these techniques for a short time, he hadn't mastered many. One particular section, the "Eighteen Explanations of Erotic Art," however, brought him a smile.

Today, Yang Yi wanted to test these ancient techniques on someone, as the natural conditions at Candle Mountain in the afternoon had prevented them from using them. Now, he could finally use them on Wu Xueqin.

The two lingered in the bathroom for a while, their bodies still damp with sweat and fluids, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, before finally washing themselves.

After two passionate encounters, Wu Xueqin and Yang Yi could now bathe together like lovers. They lathered the shower gel, covering each other's bodies, and then caressed every inch of their smooth skin. Yang Yi gently ran his hand through her long hair.

The foam from the shower gel made Wu Xueqin's breasts even more alluring and elastic, and her nipples hardened. Yang Yi made her turn her back to him and rinse the foam from her hair, while his hands roamed over her chest and body. Slowly, Yang Yi's manhood between her buttocks became erect again, much to his dismay.

Wu Xueqin naturally sensed this, occasionally swaying her buttocks from side to side to arouse his desire. Then she turned around, allowing Yang Yi to easily wash her body with shower gel. As Yang Yi rubbed the gel from her neck and shoulders to her large breasts, Wu Xueqin felt an even stronger surge of lust within her.

Yang Yi then washed Wu Xueqin's breasts by rubbing them, and as he did so, her lust immediately rose again.

Yang Yi also occasionally touched and pinched Wu Xueqin's hard nipples with his fingers, and she naturally couldn't resist moaning repeatedly: "You rascal, you're touching my breasts like this, it feels so good!"

Yang Yi suddenly felt a slightly rough sensation coming from the sensitive part of his penis, which was Wu Xueqin's vulva and pubic hair, a place he had explored deeply before. Warm water kept flowing down, and Yang Yi rubbed her lovely breasts with one hand and supported her lower abdomen with the other, moving downwards... all the way to her genitals. Yang Yi first carefully washed her thick pubic hair, and then began to wash her vulva.

Yang Yi applied shower gel to Wu Xueqin's vulva in an almost caressing manner, occasionally parting her labia and using his fingers to gently clean the inner walls of her vulva with a thrusting motion.

Wu Xueqin couldn't resist Yang Yi's rhythmic finger movements; her juices flowed down her thighs, and her hands couldn't help but wander downwards until they touched Yang Yi's erect penis, which was now only a millimeter away from her hot vulva.

Yang Yi slowly pressed the mushroom head of his penis upwards, and the swollen penis, lubricated by the shower gel, water, and her vaginal fluid, easily parted her labia, sinking into that gentle embrace.

"Ah..."

Wu Xueqin let out a soft cry, her hands gripping the sink in front of her, and their lips immediately met in a kiss, exchanging sweet saliva.

Wu Xueqin's buttocks were raised even higher. Yang Yi used one hand to keep his penis from slipping out, while slowly thrusting it in and out. Just as the glans was about to leave her vagina, he would press his middle finger in again, then thrust in and out...

After a stimulating rinse, the two returned to the double bed in the room.

"Sister Qin, I really don't understand, how can a woman like you, who has given birth, maintain such a good figure?"

Yang Yi lay on the bed, tilting his head and casually chatting with Wu Xueqin.

"I don't know either, it's always been like this."

Wu Xueqin replied.

"What about Liu Qian? How does her figure compare to yours?"

Yang Yi asked.

"Can you not mention her at this time? She's a sensible girl, and I don't want her to be ruined by you so early." "

Hehe, didn't you say you wanted to set us up tonight?"

"I did say that, but not to set you and her up to do such lewd things."

"That's probably not up to you!"

Yang Yi laughed.

Wu Xueqin rolled her eyes at Yang Yi again, only to hear him continue, "Anyway, you agreed, but what I actually want you to do isn't as easy as you think."

Wu Xueqin understood his tone and hurriedly asked, "So what do you want? You don't want me to help you trick Xiaoqian into bed, do you?"

Yang Yi laughed, neither confirming nor denying.

"You beast! You slept with someone's wife first, and now you want to sleep with someone's sister! If my husband finds out, he'll fight you to the death! You big bad guy..."

Wu Xueqin wanted to continue cursing, but Yang Yi pulled her close and kissed her passionately, immediately silencing her.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. Let's fill your stomach first, you starving woman!"

Yang Yi said.

Wu Xueqin, already burning with desire and her lustful heart pounding, couldn't help but softly and seductively cry out, "My darling, it's getting late! Hurry up and pound my little sister! I've been holding back for so long, don't talk about those trivial things anymore, I can't take it anymore, my lower body is so itchy, I'm burning up, hurry up and get on top of me!"

"Alright, let's go, who's afraid of who!"

Yang Yi said, flipping over and pinning Wu Xueqin down on the bed, shouting, "Behold my ancestral secret technique—the Eighteen Releases of Spring Palace."

"What releases?"

Wu Xueqin asked.

"Hehe, just do as I say, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

After saying that, Yang Yi began to perform the first move of the Eighteen Releases of Spring Palace with Wu Xueqin—Dragon and Tiger Tumbling.

The so-called "Dragon and Tiger Tumbling" is actually the Eighteen Rolling Positions. The woman lies supine on the bed with her breasts raised, while the man kneels between her, erect, and uses his hands to spread her legs as far as possible. He then thrusts his penis in, swallowing it completely, performing eight shallow and two deep thrusts. Afterward, the positions are reversed, either sitting or standing, sideways or upright, tumbling around on the bed, hence the name "Dragon and Tiger Tumbling" or "Eighteen Rolling.

" Yang Yi spread Wu Xueqin's smooth, white thighs as wide as possible, grasped his penis, and placed it outside her vulva.

After explaining in detail to Wu Xueqin, his penis, like an angry horse, thrust into her vulva.

Wu Xueqin, as Yang Yi had instructed, cooperated by swaying her vulva from side to side, contracting and relaxing.

Yang Yi pressed her down on the bed and, imitating the "Dragon and Tiger Tumbling" from the medical book, performed each of the Eighteen Rolling Positions.

Wu Xueqin, as if parched by rain, cried out wildly, "You little rascal, my nemesis, my little husband, your little brother needs to thrust harder... thrust harder! That's it, that's the way to do it, you little rascal, go for it! Thrust it hard... thrust it hard! Thrust it until I'm happy, come on hard! I'm not afraid of how big your thing is."

Wu Xueqin cried out wildly, and Yang Yi thrust wildly on top of her, each thrust going all the way in.

"The second move of the Eighteen Spring Palace Techniques - Farewell My Concubine!"

"The third move of the Eighteen Spring Palace Techniques - Dongbin Carrying the Sword!"

"The fourth move of the Eighteen Spring Palace Techniques - Seven Captures of Meng Huo!"

With each shout from Yang Yi, Wu Xueqin was already in ecstasy, but her eyes were still hazy, and she deliberately scolded, "You little rascal, touch your little brother, it's not even in, it's not..."

But it was obvious that she was not sincere, the immense pleasure immediately overwhelmed her whole body.

"Ouch! It's so full... I'm so full down there... so full, little... husband, come on! Kill me... ah!"

Wu Xueqin cried out.

"The tenth move of the Eighteen Erotic Techniques—Rhinoceros Gazing at the Moon!"

With another shout from Yang Yi, he reached for a pillow and placed it under Wu Xueqin's buttocks, widening her legs further, her thighs and lower abdomen forming a V-shape.

Yang Yi lowered his head and manipulated the entry and exit of his penis, thrusting in to the very end with each stroke, forcefully pushing in until he couldn't thrust any further.

In this position, Yang Yi thrust in and out about seventy or eighty times.

Wu Xueqin was absolutely ecstatic. She lifted her fair, plump buttocks and frantically rose and fell, her slender waist twisting even more vigorously. When Yang Yi's mushroom head touched her clitoris, she cried out in a soft, seductive voice, "You little rascal, my dear husband, you are the best... the best one in the world. Your little brother is so good, every time it... hits my clitoris. Oh my... my whole body is itchy and numb. You rascal, you're going to kill me! You're going to make me die of pleasure! I'm going to die! I'm going to die of pleasure! Hurry up! Hurry up! I'm in pleasure, no, I'm in pain. Hurry up, I'm in pain... I'm in pain! Mmm..."

Wu Xueqin was practically insane! Her starry eyes were half-closed, her teeth clenched, her lips trembling, her icy body shaking uncontrollably. She crossed her legs high behind Yang Yi, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, and rolled violently from the edge of the bed to the inside! Both of their bodies were covered in beads of sweat! Slippery and wet, the sounds of "plop" echoed constantly.

"The twelfth move of the Eighteen Erotic Techniques—Reversed Action!"

Following Yang Yi's instructions, Wu Xueqin flipped onto him, her snow-white buttocks rising and falling vigorously.

Her full breasts pressed against Yang Yi's chest, flattened, while the speed of her buttocks increased, only slowing down slightly after nearly twenty or thirty thrusts.

"The thirteenth move of the Eighteen Erotic Techniques—The World's Hearts Turn to Him!"

After another round of rolling, Yang Yi remained on top of Wu Xueqin, panting like an old ox.

Wu Xueqin's face flushed crimson with desire, and she cried out again, "So...so...so good! You little devil, I...I'm dying of pleasure! I'm going to heaven...you little rascal, I'm so happy! Oh! You little devil..."

Yang Yi, his erect penis like a divine gift, pulled away from Wu Xueqin's chest with each thrust, then plunged in like a bell, making her tremble all over! They were experiencing ecstasy, having reached the most crucial moment.

Wu Xueqin's starry eyes glistened with tears, she bit her lip, and her wet, slippery belly and round buttocks swayed faster than ever before.

Yang Yi, too, moved frantically on top of her, the "splatter" sounds growing louder and louder, their breathing becoming heavier and heavier.

Wu Xueqin started moaning again: "Yang Yi, you rascal, you bad boy! You really know how to...you know how to play! You've made me feel like I'm in heaven...you've made me feel like I'm in hell, I can't take it anymore! No...I can't take it anymore! I'm going to climax...I'm going to cum! It feels so good! You little rascal, hold on! No...don't move anymore! Oh...you bad boy...you rascal...good husband, I'm going to cum...hold on! Right there, hold on! I'm going to die...hold on! Don't move...no...I'm going to move!"

As soon as Yang Yi heard that Wu Xueqin was about to cum, he immediately grabbed her thighs and thrust downwards, pounding back and forth.

In less than a minute, just as Wu Xueqin had said, a stream of hot, sticky fluid poured onto Yang Yi's thrusting penis. She hugged Yang Yi tightly, trembling and shaking all over, moaning as if in a dream. Yang Yi thrust hard into her flower core, motionless, only panting heavily.

With each press and contraction of Wu Xueqin's vulva, streams of sticky fluid oozed out, flowing down Yang Yi's penis, down his buttocks, into his anus, and onto the sheets, soaking a large area.

Seeing this, Yang Yi had no choice but to stop, withdrawing his offending member and rolling over to lie on the other side.

Wu Xueqin, however, relentlessly pressed herself against Yang Yi's penis, stroking it for a while before collapsing weakly onto him.

Yang Yi gently kissed Wu Xueqin, his hands softly caressing her smooth back, his lower body motionless, letting her large breasts press against him, arousing intense sexual desire.

Wu Xueqin, in turn, allowed Yang Yi's still hard, thick, and needy penis to remain inside her warm, moist, and tender vulva; her soft, lightweight body pressed against Yang Yi, warm and comforting him.

While savoring the elasticity of Wu Xueqin's large breasts, Yang Yi gently combed her hair.

Wu Xueqin's sexual desire had been filled by Yang Yi; she lay there obediently, motionless and silent.

Yang Yi remained silent as well, his still-erect penis throbbing with pain. He realized he had overdone it; he felt truly exhausted!

Episode 8: Family Destruction

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Finally unable to bear Yang Zhilin's refusal to keep his promises, Ji Xuexiu decided to destroy everything. She feigned gentle seduction of Yang Zhilin, then timed her call for the police to arrive, falsely accusing him of rape and ruining his reputation. Upon hearing the news, Zhu Yanan, unable to bear her husband's betrayal, suffered a heart attack and was admitted to the intensive care unit. To make matters worse, Yang Zhilin committed suicide in the detention center at this time. Zhu Yanan's condition, which had finally shown some improvement, tragically died suddenly in the emergency room upon hearing this devastating news. What will become of Yang Yi, who has suffered such a devastating blow and lost both parents?

In a dramatic scene,

Xue Bangbing said, "The director committed suicide in the detention center. We are very saddened, as he treated us very well."

These words struck Zhu Yanan like a bolt from the blue, plunging her, who had just begun to recover, back into despair. Yang Yi, seeing Xue Bangbing say this in front of Zhu Yanan, grabbed his collar and shouted, "You bastard! What did you say?"

Xue Bangbing was bewildered by Yang Yi's sudden outburst. "Auntie! Auntie! Cheer up!"

At that moment, Yang Yi heard Lu Xianyun's urgent cries. He quickly turned around and saw that Zhu Yanan had fainted again…

Chapter One: Unexpected Turn of Events

Yang Yi stretched, groggily opening his eyes. It was dawn again. Suddenly, he saw Wu Xueqin sitting in front of him, staring at him with wide eyes. Startled, he quickly sat up.

Wu Xueqin was already dressed, her clothes covering her voluptuous body. Yang Yi's restless member rose again.

He pulled Wu Xueqin into his arms, his large hands once more groping for her full breasts, teasing, "Why are you looking at me so affectionately so early in the morning? Want it again?"

Wu Xueqin broke free from Yang Yi's grasp and stood up, her face stern. "You big pervert, weren't you tormenting me enough last night? You still have plenty of energy!"

she said, stealing a glance at Yang Yi's erect member. "I just wanted to see how you, you pervert, could make my Xiaoqian so infatuated. I don't know what's so good about you..."

Yang Yi grinned mischievously as he put on his clothes, saying, "Don't you know best what's good about you? Hehe, Sister Qin, don't forget to help me out!"

Wu Xueqin shook her head helplessly, coldly tossing out, "I only know I'm going to be late. Hurry up and get ready! I'm leaving now."

With that, she turned and walked out.

Yang Yi was already used to Wu Xueqin's indifferent attitude afterward, so he pursed his lips, followed her out of the room, and went to the hospital separately from Wu Xueqin.

The morning passed uneventfully; Yang Yi simply sat blankly at his desk, staring at a pile of documents. An uninformed person might have thought he was diligently studying, but Yang Yi's mind was filled with wicked ideas about how to seduce Liu Qian that evening.

At noon, just as Yang Yi was about to get up for lunch, Zhu Yanan suddenly pushed open the door and walked in, her face full of anxiety and worry.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Yang Yi noticed Zhu Yanan's unusual behavior but didn't know why.

Zhu Yanan said helplessly, "Your dad didn't come home last night, nor did he call home, and he didn't come to work today. I can't get through to him; his phone is switched off. Has something happened?"

Yang Yi was puzzled and comforted him, "Don't worry, Dad's a lucky guy; nothing bad should happen."

Although he said this, he couldn't help but feel nervous himself.

Just as the two were talking, a nurse suddenly knocked on the door and came in: "Director, someone from the police station is here to see you. It seems to be about the hospital director..."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yanan felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She felt dizzy, her legs seemed to have a mind of their own, and her body began to sway.

Yang Yi quickly helped his mother up and whispered in her ear, "Mom, go out and see what's going on. At least we'll have news of Dad!"

Zhu Yanan nodded reluctantly and, supported by Yang Yi, went to the reception desk at the entrance of the department.

Two police officers in uniforms greeted Zhu Yanan as soon as they saw her approaching: "Are you Zhu Yanan?"

Zhu Yanan nodded and was about to ask a question when one of the officers asked, "What is your relationship with Yang Zhilin?"

Zhu Yanan quickly replied, "He's my husband. What happened to him? Has something happened?"

The officer shook his head and said, "Nothing much. We just hope you can cooperate with the investigation. Yang Zhilin has been accused of rape and was arrested by us last night. Please come with us to assist with the investigation."

These words struck Zhu Yanan like a bolt from the blue. She froze on the spot, feeling a rush of blood to her head, and then her vision went black as she fainted.

When Zhu Yanan opened her eyes again, she saw herself lying in a hospital bed, with Yang Yi standing helplessly beside her. She asked weakly, "How is your dad? How long was I unconscious?"

Yang Yi answered truthfully, "You were unconscious all afternoon. I went to the police station with the officers this afternoon. Last night, Dad was arrested in a rented room. The woman who accused him of rape is named Ji Xuexiu."

Actually, Ji Xuexiu had drunk too much again last night. After returning to the rented room, she felt terrible and called Yang Zhilin again.

In the first phone call, Yang Zhilin's perfunctory attitude, as always, became increasingly unbearable for Ji Xuexiu. A desperate, all-or-nothing thought formed in her mind, so she dialed Yang Zhilin's number again, saying softly, "Honey, I'm sorry, I was wrong just now. Are you angry?"

Yang Zhilin found it strange that Ji Xuexiu on the other end of the phone was acting so differently, assuming that Ji Xuexiu had suddenly come to her senses, so he whispered in agreement, "No, why would I be angry?"

"Then will you come and keep me company later? I miss you, I want..."

Ji Xuexiu's voice was unusually gentle today, making it impossible for Yang Zhilin to refuse.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Xuexiu's face suddenly hardened, and she muttered fiercely to herself, "You surnamed Yang! You're unkind to me, so I'll be unkind to you!"

Then she dialed the police.

"Hello? Is this the police station? I want to report a crime!"

Ji Xuexiu said.

"Yes, where are you? What happened?"

the police officer asked kindly.

"A man, presuming on his status, has repeatedly forced himself on me. I'm just an ordinary citizen, powerless to resist. He frequently comes to my house to assault me. I can't take it anymore! Please, help me!"

Ji Xuexiu cried as she spoke to the police officer.

"Where do you live? Who is that man?"

the officer asked again.

"He'll be coming again soon. You should be able to catch him around eight o'clock. I live at..."

Ji Xuexiu hung up the phone, straightened her clothes, and sat on the bed waiting for Yang Zhilin's arrival.

Around 7:30, Yang Zhilin arrived at Ji Xuexiu's rented apartment.

As soon as Ji Xuexiu saw Yang Zhilin enter the room, she rushed over with a big smile, snuggling into his arms and saying coquettishly, "Darling, why did you take so long? I've been waiting for you for so long!"

Before Yang Zhilin could speak, her lips met his, sealing his mouth with hers, her tongue intertwining with his.

After kissing Yang Zhilin for a while, Ji Xuexiu finally pulled her lips away and began to slowly kiss his face and neck, emitting seductive murmurs. Ji Xuexiu's passion aroused Yang Zhilin's lower body, and his penis uncontrollably rose. Therefore,

Yang Zhilin picked up Ji Xuexiu and gently placed her on the bed where they had experienced countless blissful encounters, and began to kiss her.

Ji Xuexiu rolled over and straddled Yang Zhilin, her moist lips gently kissing his neck. With one hand, she unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing his flat chest. Then, her lips moved downwards, her tongue swirling and licking every inch of his chest.

Yang Zhilin's breathing became rapid, and his hands slipped inside Ji Xuexiu's clothes, kneading her full breasts through her bra.

Ji Xuexiu, while kissing Yang Zhilin's body, moaned softly as these large hands caressed her.

Hearing that seductive moan, Yang Zhilin's penis swelled even more, throbbing as if trying to break through the barrier of his pants.

"Xiu, take off your clothes!"

Yang Zhilin said as he reached out to unbutton Ji Xuexiu's shirt.

"Not yet..."

Ji Xuexiu gently pushed Yang Zhilin's hands away, then skillfully unzipped his pants, slowly kneading them through his underwear, her upper body still bent over, kissing Yang Zhilin's chest repeatedly, moving down little by little.

Feeling such stimulation, Yang Zhilin's lust intensified, so he had to slip one hand inside Ji Xuexiu's bra, kneading her full breasts, occasionally flicking her already swollen nipples with his fingers, while his other hand rested on Ji Xuexiu's buttocks, rubbing them repeatedly.

Ji Xuexiu then gently unbuckled Yang Zhilin's belt, taking out his already hard, iron-like penis. The veins were bulging, the head was purplish-red, and there was a noticeable amount of clear fluid at the urethral opening.

Ji Xuexiu licked the head with her tongue; with each lick, Yang Zhilin's body twitched slightly. Then she opened her cherry lips and took the large member into her mouth, beginning to stroke it up and down, her speed increasing. Ji Xuexiu glanced at the clock on the wall, seeing that the time was almost up, and gradually increased the pace of her thrusting.

Yang Zhilin began to moan softly, feeling a surge of stimulation below, fearing he was about to ejaculate. He suddenly sat up, flipped Ji Xuexiu over, and pinned her beneath him, shouting, "I can't take it anymore!"

and began to undress her.

Yang Zhilin had just unbuttoned a few buttons when Ji Xuexiu whispered, "Darling, let's do it this way! I want this feeling today, let's do it! I can't take it anymore! Mmm..."

Yang Zhilin was already burning with desire. Hearing Ji Xuexiu's words, he didn't think much of it. He buried his head in Ji Xuexiu's deep cleavage, his hands reaching behind her back to skillfully unhook her bra. He pushed the bra up, and her large breasts sprang out, already swollen to a certain extent. The two pink nipples trembled. Yang Zhilin, like a child who hadn't been weaned, sucked on one of the nipples.

Then, Yang Zhilin's hand moved down, pulling up Ji Xuexiu's skirt and reaching into her panties, beginning to caress her already lubricated vulva.

As Yang Zhilin moved, Ji Xuexiu's breathing became rapid, and she made "hmm... ah... hmm..."

sounds, crying out, "Darling, I want it... ah... hurry! Come on up..."

Yang Zhilin pulled down Ji Xuexiu's panties, not bothering to take off his own pants, and thrust his erect penis forcefully into Ji Xuexiu's flower garden. Her already overflowing flower garden was waiting for this thing to invade, and Yang Zhilin effortlessly reached the depths of her flower garden, disappearing completely into her honey hole.

"Hmm..."

With a muffled groan, Ji Xuexiu's body arched slightly upwards, then she began to moan as Yang Zhilin thrust in and out: "Oh... um... ah..."

Just then, a rapid knocking sounded at the door, followed by a loud shout from outside: "Open the door! Open the door! Is anyone home?"

"Is this it?"

"Yes, that's right, this is the address."

Yang Zhilin was startled, thinking to himself, "Who could it be? Coming at this time, they really have no sense of timing!"

When Ji Xuexiu saw that the person she was waiting for had arrived, she suddenly screamed frantically: "Help! No... please spare me..."

Upon hearing the shouts from inside, the person outside kicked open the door, and four or five police officers entered one after another. The scene before them made even the seasoned officers blush.

On the bed, a seemingly refined middle-aged man was on top of a beautiful woman. The woman's clothes were disheveled; most of the buttons on her shirt were undone, her pink bra pushed down to her neck, revealing a pair of full, round breasts that trembled with each breath. Her skirt was pulled up, and a thick, large object, veins bulging, was inserted into her vagina.

"I...you...Xuexiu, you!"

Yang Zhilin's mind was completely blank. He stared blankly at the police officer, then turned to look at Ji Xuexiu beneath him.

To his surprise, Ji Xuexiu was lying on the bed, tears streaming down her face, avoiding Yang Zhilin's gaze, sobbing incessantly, as if she had suffered a great humiliation.

Yang Zhilin, his face flushed with anger, pulled out his penis from Ji Xuexiu's private parts and asked in a trembling voice, "Did...did you really have to use this method? Are you happy to see me like this?"

Ji Xuexiu continued to sob, completely ignoring Yang Zhilin's accusations.

Two police officers approached, grabbed Yang Zhilin's arms, and immediately handcuffed his wrists with cold cuffs.

"I..."

Yang Zhilin seemed to want to argue, but the officers' faces darkened, and they said coldly, "You don't need to say anything. We'll talk about it when we get back to the station! Let's go!"

They then pointed to Yang Zhilin's groin and said, "Put your pants back on!"

Yang Zhilin reluctantly used his handcuffed hands to tuck his penis in, fastened his belt, and was pushed towards the door by one of the officers.

"Hmph! You're not young anymore, yet you did something like this. We'll see how we deal with you when we get back!"

the officer behind Yang Zhilin said viciously, sending another chill down Yang Zhilin's spine.

The other officer walked to Ji Xuexiu's side and said softly, "Miss, please put your clothes back on and give us a statement when we get back."

He then secretly glanced at Ji Xuexiu's fair and full breasts, unconsciously swallowing.

"Hmph! All men are the same, not a single one is good!"

Ji Xuexiu cursed inwardly when she saw the policeman's lecherous gaze fixed on her chest. Then she stood up, straightened her clothes, and said to the policeman, "Thank you... thank you for coming so timely... otherwise... I would have been... waah..."

As she spoke, she started crying again.

"Miss, don't cry."

The policeman casually placed his hand on Ji Xuexiu's shoulder to comfort her. Feeling the softness of her shoulder, he said, "Really, you should have reported it earlier. Why did you drag it out until now?"

Hearing this, Ji Xuexiu cried even harder, sobbing, "I thought it was enough that I was violated by this beast. We're just ordinary citizens, it's not worth fighting with the director of a prestigious People's Hospital. After all, we can't win against him. I didn't expect him to... never stop...

And now I'm pregnant with his child, but he doesn't want to take any responsibility. He just wants to vent his lust...

I really can't take it anymore..."

Hearing Ji Xuexiu's cries and seeing her beautiful face covered in tears, looking heartbroken, the policeman felt sorry for her. He put his arm around Ji Xuexiu's shoulder and comforted her gently, while his hand kept groping her shoulder through her clothes.

Hearing the conversation behind him, Yang Zhilin, who was walking ahead, finally understood the saying, "The most poisonous heart is that of a woman!"

He glanced back at Ji Xuexiu, only to meet her gaze. He felt as if her eyes were telling him, "Don't blame me, you forced me into this, you deserve it!"

On the other side, Yang Yi felt extremely distressed seeing Zhu Yanan so heartbroken. Because of the sudden trouble at home, his impulse to meet Liu Qian that night had completely cooled.

After hearing Yang Yi's words, Zhu Yanan burst into tears. How could such a thing have happened? In her heart, Yang Zhilin was a good man who devoted himself to his family and work. She absolutely couldn't believe that her husband, with whom she had lived for so many years, would make such a mistake.

But when Zhu Yanan arrived at the police station and saw Yang Zhilin, sitting on a bench with his head down, handcuffed and speechless, she realized that her husband had indeed made a mistake.

"Tell me! What exactly happened? Explain yourself! Explain yourself!"

Zhu Yanan shouted frantically at Yang Zhilin, her face covered in tears, and desperately tugged at his clothes.

"Yanan, I...I'm sorry...I'm sorry to this family...I...I deserve to die..."

Yang Zhilin said slowly, his head bowed.

"Dad, what exactly happened? If you had some shameful private life outside, that might be acceptable, but...how could you be a rapist? Please explain!"

Yang Yi was also getting anxious, reaching out to steady the somewhat confused Zhu Yanan.

"It's like this..."

Yang Zhilin began to recount his ill-fated relationship with Ji Xuexiu, from how they first met, how they became entangled, how he brought Ji Xuexiu back to Wu'an City, how he rented a house for her, how he often used business trips to Handan as an excuse to meet with Ji Xuexiu in secret, to Ji Xuexiu getting pregnant with his child, how she argued with him, and how things had come to this point.

After hearing the whole story, Zhu Yanan felt her heart turn completely cold. She was utterly devastated, sitting there blankly, staring at Yang Zhilin, the man she had lived with for so many years, the man she deeply loved, the man her son called her husband, and the man her son called her father. Her heart shattered in that instant.

Yang Yi was also stunned, never expecting his strict father to do such a thing. However, he began to consider how he could help his father.

Suddenly, Zhu Yanan stood up, pointing at Yang Zhilin, as if trying to speak but unable to. Her face flushed red, and her body trembled uncontrollably. Then, her legs gave way, her vision went black, and she collapsed.

Zhu Yanan's sudden condition terrified Yang Yi and Yang Zhilin. The police officers accompanying them immediately dialed the People's Hospital's emergency number. Soon, an ambulance arrived with sirens blaring, and Zhu Yanan was immediately lifted onto a stretcher and rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Before leaving, Yang Yi comforted his unfortunate father one last time, then followed the ambulance away.

Yang Zhilin stared blankly at the departing ambulance, sinking into deep self-blame once again.

Zhu Yanan suffered a sudden myocardial infarction due to excessive stress and was admitted to the special care ward of the People's Hospital after emergency treatment. Yang Yi had no choice but to stay by his mother's side every day. Fortunately, Lu Xianyun was there to accompany him. She diligently served Yang Yi and Zhu Yanan every day, taking meticulous care of her future mother-in-law. Naturally,

Yang Yi had some free time. After a few days, Yang Yi looked somewhat haggard, but whenever he had some free time, his manhood started to stir again. However, Lu Xianyun was guarding her mother and couldn't leave her side for a moment.

Yang Yi tried to make some intimate gestures with Lu Xianyun, but she glared at him several times and scolded, "With such a big thing happening at home, you still have time for this?"

Yang Yi could only leave speechlessly, like a defeated big bad wolf.

Suddenly, Yang Yi thought of the two beauties, Fang Yanxia and Li Dan'er. He said goodbye to Zhu Yanan and Lu Xianyun, made up an excuse, and left the hospital, planning to invite Fang Yanxia and Li Dan'er out that night to vent his frustrations.

Unexpectedly, just as Yang Yi turned the corner at the hospital entrance, lost in thought, he bumped into someone. He felt a soft object touch his chest, and the person quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Looking up, Yang Yi saw it was Liu Qian, the woman he had been thinking about for so long. Upon seeing Yang Yi, Liu Qian's face flushed, and seeing herself so close to him, her heart pounded. She unconsciously took a step back and said, "It's you!"

Yang Yi smiled, carefully observing the stunning beauty before him, and a surge of lust arose within him.

Liu Qian was still wearing her nurse's uniform, which seemed a little small. Her alluring breasts were taut and firm, not as full as other women's, but very perky, accentuating her slender waist and long, straight legs beneath the nurse's uniform's white skirt. The flesh-colored stockings were suggestive, and her slender feet perfectly complemented her legs—it was as if heaven had created the most perfect masterpiece.

"I was just about to look for you!"

Yang Yi said, though his lust was rising, he maintained a perfectly proper facade.

Liu Qian was taken aback and asked, "What do you want?"

"I'm in a bad mood and wanted someone to talk to,"

Yang Yi replied with a shrug. Indeed, he was in a terrible mood. His family had suffered this unexpected ordeal; Yang Zhilin was awaiting his fate at the police station, and Zhu Yanan was lying in a VIP ward at the hospital. Anyone in his situation would be upset.

Liu Qian looked at Yang Yi, blinked her large, expressive eyes, and asked worriedly, "I also heard that something seems to have happened at your home. Aunt Yang fell ill and was hospitalized, and the hospital director isn't home either. I don't know when he'll be back."

The director was accused of rape and is being held in the police station awaiting trial. This embarrassing incident can't be made public, otherwise, not only will Zhu Yanan lose face, but Yang Yi himself probably won't be able to stay at the hospital any longer.

Yang Yi scratched his head helplessly, sighed, and said, "That's right! That's why I wanted to talk to you."

Although Liu Qian felt happy inside, she couldn't show it, only putting on an indifferent expression and coldly replying, "Then go find your girlfriend to keep you company! What are you doing here?"

Yang Yi knew from Liu Qian's tone that she was jealous, and he couldn't help but feel a little smug, but he said with a worried look, "Her? She's taking care of my mother right now, she can't get away! And..."

Yang Yi paused, then switched back to his original smiling face and said softly to Liu Qian, "And you're practically my girlfriend! How can you deny it so quickly?"

Liu Qian pretended to be angry, turned her head away, and tried to walk around Yang Yi into the hospital, saying, "Hmph! Thanks, but I wouldn't dare presume." "Besides, this girlfriend of mine is only temporary, so there's no question of denying it."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Yang Yi's face, but Liu Qian suddenly turned to him and said, "However... as a colleague, it's not a problem for me to have a heart-to-heart talk with you."

Yang Yi immediately cheered and whispered to Liu Qian, "Then let's meet at the Red Dream Bar at six o'clock tonight, okay?"

Liu Qian frowned slightly when she heard the name, shook her head, and asked teasingly, "You still dare to go to that place? If you dare to go, I certainly don't!"

Yang Yi thought about it carefully and agreed. After a moment's thought, he said, "I heard that a 'Red Feather Bar' recently opened nearby, it's just the third street ahead, turn left, what do you think of it?"

Liu Qian smiled, nodded silently in agreement, and then turned and walked towards the hospital.

Watching Liu Qian's departing figure, her flowing long hair and slender waist, Yang Yi unconsciously swallowed, a wicked smile spreading across his face: "Tonight, I'm going to take you down, hehe..."

Chapter Two: Seeking Medical Advice and Playing with a Beauty

"Red Feather Bar" It's unclear who opened it, but it's only been open for about two weeks. However, its beautiful environment and affordable prices have won over many customers, attracting a large clientele in a short time.

It's basically packed during holidays, and even on weekdays, it's difficult to find a satisfactory seat without a reservation.

Yang Yi leisurely walked into the Red Feather Bar. He arrived relatively early today; the bar wasn't crowded. After looking around, he chose a private room in the corner and went inside.

Yang Yi ordered a coffee and began to look around the newly opened bar. The walls were covered with fine brick-patterned wallpaper, and the floor was made of layered red wood. In the center of the bar stood a large decorative tree that reached all the way to the ceiling

. Although it was made of plastic, its exterior was painted so meticulously that it could easily be mistaken for a real tree. Several vines of varying thicknesses spiraled upwards around the thick trunk, and further up, the branches extended in all directions, almost covering the entire ceiling. The ceiling was filled with electrical wires and lights, but the wires were all wrapped around the branches and vines. Green leaves grew on the branches, and flowers of various colors bloomed among them.

Against the backdrop of these green leaves and flowers, the already hazy and colorful lights now had an even more ethereal beauty. The light filtered through the green leaves and flowers, casting dappled shadows downwards, creating the feeling of soft sunlight shining through the branches onto the ground.

The small lamps on the walls could almost be called works of art; their dim light subtly illuminated the lamp holders, each with a distinctly European style.

The design of the partitions was also quite novel, resembling an old fireplace in a European aristocratic home, as if through the dim light, one could vaguely see that the embers inside were still burning.

The tables and chairs were naturally exquisite, especially the glass bowl containing a candle on one of the tables. With each vibration and touch, the water in the bowl rippled, and the candlelight flickered with the ripples.

It seemed that the owner of the Red Feather Bar had put a lot of thought into decorating this place, because as soon as you stepped inside, you would feel an incredibly romantic atmosphere, let alone enjoying drinks and conversation with a beautiful woman here. Thinking of this, Yang Yi couldn't help but smile and began to daydream.

"Sorry! I'm late."

A sweet voice pulled Yang Yi back from his unrealistic daydream.

Yang Yi looked up and saw Liu Qian, who had arrived late, and couldn't help but gasp. What a beauty!

Liu Qian wore a black bodysuit and fishnet stockings, which accentuated her long, tied-up hair, her beautiful face, bright eyes, crescent-shaped eyelashes, and her sensual lips that shimmered in the light, her fair neck, and her high, firm breasts...

Especially in the dim candlelight, Liu Qian exuded a mysterious and sexy beauty, yet it also revealed a pure and innocent aura. Her beauty was flawless and breathtaking.

Seeing Liu Qian's attire and the black fishnet stockings on her legs, Yang Yi had a pretty good idea of what was going on. "Looks like this girl's prepared to offer herself today."

He unconsciously drooled as he thought this.

Luckily, Liu Qian was about to sit down and didn't see Yang Yi's lecherous, drooling appearance; otherwise, she would have been terrified by his lewd image.

"Waiter!"

Yang Yi snapped his fingers, and a waiter came over with the menu, asking, "What would you two like?"

Yang Yi glanced at the menu and drinks list; the prices were indeed much more reasonable. He casually ordered a few plates of steak and seafood, then said, "Give me a dozen Budweisers, we'll drink beer today!"

After ordering, the waiter politely bowed and silently withdrew.

"What's wrong? Did he invite me here just to drink?"

Liu Qian asked cautiously, glancing at Yang Yi. She thought, "A dozen beers is twelve bottles. Why did he order so much beer? Could it be…?"

Her face flushed red at this thought, and she dared not think any further.

Because of the dim lighting, Yang Yi didn't notice Liu Qian's flushed face. He still said in a cheeky tone, "I told you I'm in a bad mood! Of course I have to drink more. As the saying goes, drown your sorrows in alcohol!"

Liu Qian stared at Yang Yi with a flushed face and said, "But drowning your sorrows in alcohol only makes them worse. You still haven't told me what's wrong!"

Yang Yi shook his head and said with dissatisfaction, "It's because Dad doesn't know when he'll be back, and Mom suddenly fell ill. I don't know when she'll get better. How can I not worry?"

Listening to Yang Yi's half-truthful complaints, Liu Qian couldn't help but feel even more favorably disposed towards him. As the saying goes, a filial child is also a kind person. Thinking of how Yang Yi risked his life to save her, she felt a warmth in her heart.

Soon, the food and drinks were served, and Yang Yi and Liu Qian began to drink together, one cup after another. Yang Yi knew that Liu Qian couldn't hold her liquor, and after a few cups, Liu Qian's face began to turn red.

Suddenly, Liu Qian frowned, her hand instinctively pausing on her chest, as if she were taking a deep breath.

"What's wrong? Qian, are you feeling unwell?"

Yang Yi asked with genuine concern, his concern truly heartfelt, sounding so gentle and sincere.

"No...nothing, I've been experiencing occasional chest tightness lately, but it goes away after a while."

Liu Qian seemed genuinely alright, and she answered with a smile.

"Chest tightness?"

Yang Yi frowned and said, "That's not a good thing! It could be dangerous if not handled properly."

He wasn't just trying to scare Liu Qian; it was the truth.

Liu Qian was startled and quickly asked, "What? What kind of danger?"

She touched her chest as she spoke, her face full of worry.

Yang Yi nodded, leaning closer to Liu Qian, and said, "Let me take a look! We'll see what's wrong first."

He reached out a hand towards Liu Qian.

Liu Qian instinctively stepped back, her heart pounding faster, her face flushing even more.

"Don't be nervous! I'm not going to touch your chest, I'm just taking your pulse."

Yang Yi's expression suddenly became very serious, and he added, "Don't forget I'm a doctor!"

However, although he said this, he was thinking to himself, "Damn! Does he think I'm a pervert? Although I am a pervert..."

Liu Qian relaxed when she heard that it was just taking her pulse, but a sense of disappointment suddenly arose in her heart. She thought, "What's wrong with me? Am I really looking forward to him touching my chest?"

She kept asking herself this question as she reached out her hand.

Yang Yi's fingers touched Liu Qian's wrist briefly and then withdrew. Afterward, he picked up his beer and took a sip without saying a word.

Seeing Yang Yi's reaction, Liu Qian panicked and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Is there... a problem? Do I have some serious illness?"

Seeing Liu Qian's anxiety, Yang Yi couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. He took another sip of beer and pretended to be knowledgeable, saying, "Chest tightness is actually a subjective feeling, like difficulty breathing or not having enough air. In mild cases, it may seem like nothing, but in severe cases, it feels uncomfortable, as if a stone is pressing on the chest, and may even cause difficulty breathing. It could be a functional manifestation of bodily organs, or it could be one of the earliest symptoms of disease. The causes of chest tightness differ depending on age, as do the treatments and consequences."

"Chest tightness is divided into two types: functional chest tightness and pathological chest tightness. Functional chest tightness is chest tightness without organic lesions. For example, staying in a room with closed doors and windows and poor air circulation for a long time, encountering some unpleasant things, even having a quarrel or dispute with others, or being in a climate with low air pressure, often produces feelings of chest tightness and fatigue. However, after a short rest, opening windows for ventilation or going outdoors to breathe fresh air, relaxing the mind, and regulating emotions, it can quickly return to normal. This type of chest tightness can be considered functional chest tightness, and there is no need to be nervous or treat it."

"Pathological chest tightness, also known as chest tightness with organic lesions, can be not only physiological but also caused by diseases of certain organs in the body. Pathological chest tightness can be roughly divided into several types." "

The first type is airway obstruction—tumors in the trachea or bronchi, tracheal stenosis, external pressure on the trachea, such as goiter or tumors in the mediastinum."

"The second type is lung diseases—emphysema, bronchitis, asthma, atelectasis, pulmonary embolism, and pneumothorax."

"The third type is heart diseases—certain congenital heart diseases, rheumatic heart valve disease, coronary heart disease, and cardiac tumors."

"The fourth type is diaphragmatic disorders—diaphragmatic bulging and diaphragmatic paralysis."

"The fifth type includes imbalances in body fluid metabolism and acid-base balance."

"But pathological chest tightness is the most dangerous. It can occur suddenly or gradually. Sudden onset is mostly due to acute traumatic or spontaneous pneumothorax, acute asthma, acute tracheal foreign body, acute heart attack, acute pulmonary embolism, etc. Gradual chest tightness worsens as the disease progresses. Chest tightness in children is mostly due to congenital heart disease or mediastinal tumors; chest tightness in young adults is mostly due to spontaneous pneumothorax, mediastinal tumors, or rheumatic heart valve disease; chest tightness in the elderly is mostly due to emphysema, coronary heart disease, etc."

Yang Yi said so much in one breath that he felt his mouth was dry and quickly picked up a glass of beer and drank it down in a big gulp.

Liu Qian was still worried. After hearing how terrible pathological chest tightness was, she became even more nervous and immediately asked, "What about me? Which one am I? The former or the latter?"

Yang Yi just sighed, shook his head, and didn't say anything.

Liu Qian felt even more uneasy, her whole body flustered. She quickly stood up, brought her face close to Yang Yi's, and asked urgently, "What's wrong with me? Tell me quickly!"

Through Liu Qian's collar, Yang Yi could clearly see the deep cleavage and the small nipples on her light blue bra, and his manhood involuntarily sprang to life.

"In short, chest tightness must be taken seriously to avoid delaying necessary treatment. You should go to the hospital for a chest X-ray, electrocardiogram, echocardiogram, blood biochemistry test, and pulmonary function test so that the clinician can make a further diagnosis,"

Yang Yi finally said slowly with a serious expression.

Liu Qian stared wide-eyed at Yang Yi, listening intently to his words, seemingly unconcerned by his occasional glances at her collar. She anxiously asked, "How am I? Should I get checked out tomorrow?"

Yang Yi suddenly smiled strangely and said, "Your pulse was perfectly steady just now, you couldn't be healthier. Your chest tightness is definitely functional. If I'm not mistaken, it's probably from spending too much time in the office and the constant stress of studying. You haven't been able to relax completely. A few days of rest will be fine. If you really need a checkup, you don't have to go tomorrow; you can go decades later, hehe..."

Hearing this, Liu Qian finally felt relieved and slowly sat back down in her chair. But seeing Yang Yi's teasing expression, she immediately realized what was going on. She pretended to be angry, pouted, turned her head away, and refused to look at Yang Yi's gloating face. She scolded, "You're so mean! You're teasing me on purpose! Humph! I'm ignoring you."

Yang Yi thought Liu Qian was really angry with him, so he immediately moved closer with an innocent look on his face and said, "What? Are you angry? Don't be angry! I was just kidding! See, this has made me feel much better."

Liu Qian suddenly stood up, her expression slightly angry, and said, "Humph! You feel better, but I don't. You build your happiness on other people's suffering. Since you're in a good mood, you don't need me anymore. Don't block me, I'm going back."

As she spoke, she pretended to leave.

Yang Yi immediately smiled and apologized repeatedly, saying, "I'm sorry! Sister Qian, don't be angry! It was my fault, okay? How about this! You can punish me however you want."

"Sister Qian?"

Liu Qian was amused and giggled.

Seeing Liu Qian smile, Yang Yi immediately pressed his advantage, saying, "You smiled! Then this matter is over, haha! Let's continue drinking..."

"Who said this matter is over? Didn't you just say you'd accept any punishment? Are you going to back out?"

Liu Qian asked, frowning.

"Ah! Of course I won't back out, you tell me! How will you punish me? I'll accept it!"

Yang Yi grinned, finding Liu Qian's frowning expression a different kind of enjoyment.

"Alright, three cups of wine as punishment! You have to drink them one after another!"

Liu Qian smiled again; Yang Yi's expression was truly hilarious.

"No problem, watch me!"

Yang Yi picked up his glass and drank without hesitation.

After three glasses of wine, Yang Yi burped and asked, holding his glass, "How was it? Is that enough? The punishment is over!"

Liu Qian giggled, lowered her head, and ate a few bites of steak. Yang Yi watched Liu Qian eat her steak by candlelight. The steak was cut into small pieces and then gently fed to her cherry-like mouth. Yang Yi began to feel inexplicably jealous of the steak. He just stood there, holding his glass, staring blankly at Liu Qian as she ate.

Liu Qian looked up and suddenly saw Yang Yi staring at her with an ambiguous gaze. Her blush, which had been fading, turned red again. She asked in a coquettish voice, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting?"

"Beautiful, really beautiful. You look so beautiful right now. I've never seen such a beautiful girl before..."

Yang Yi replied unconsciously, still staring at Liu Qian.

"What? Aren't you beautiful normally?"

Liu Qian asked, dissatisfied.

"Usually? You're beautiful even normally! But dining here by candlelight, watching such a beautiful woman like you, is simply one of life's greatest pleasures! I'd die happy."

Liu Qian's flirtatious remark made Yang Yi immediately realize what was going on, and flattery poured out of his clever mouth.

"Your mouth! Really, you'd die happy with that? You have no ideals."

Although Liu Qian said this, she was still charmed by Yang Yi's sweet words and revealed a genuinely sweet smile.

Yang Yi immediately understood the hidden meaning in Liu Qian's words and was secretly pleased, thinking, "It seems the opportunity is getting better and better!"

But on the surface, he frowned and replied, "What else do I need? Unless Xiaoqian is willing..."

"Willing what?"

After Yang Yi asked this question, Liu Qian realized that she had just said the wrong thing, her face turned even redder, and she lowered her head shyly.

"Ah! It's nothing, nothing..."

Yang Yi pretended not to care about the topic, picked up his glass and placed it at the far end, deliberately avoiding Liu Qian's gaze and looking around aimlessly.

"You... Humph!"

Liu Qian angrily picked up her glass and downed it in one gulp, but she was secretly overjoyed.

And so, the two chatted and laughed, drinking and talking, unknowingly finishing twelve bottles of beer.

Liu Qian wasn't a heavy drinker to begin with, and after drinking so much beer with Yang Yi in a daze, she was now drunk.

Seeing Liu Qian swaying in her chair, Yang Yi knew the time was right, so he paid the bill and helped Liu Qian out of the Red Feather Bar.

Once outside the bar, Liu Qian suddenly asked Yang Yi to accompany her for a walk on the street, and Yang Yi agreed without hesitation.

It was past ten o'clock at night. The streets were no longer bustling as usual, with only a few pedestrians lingering in twos and threes near shops. There were few cars on the streets, only the occasional flash of headlights leaving a trail of light. The streetlights stood alone on both sides of the street, their light so soft.

A gentle breeze blew by, and Yang Yi, who wasn't actually drunk, suddenly felt much better. Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, he didn't want to think about his father who had been arrested, his mother still lying in the hospital bed, or his girlfriend who was staying by her bedside to take care of her. At this moment, his heart was only filled with this beautiful woman before him, and he wanted to hold Liu Qian like this forever.

Liu Qian exuded a faint fragrance, a unique scent that was a mixture of light perfume and her natural body odor. This fragrance wafted into Yang Yi's nose, and he inhaled deeply, holding Liu Qian even tighter in his arms.

Liu Qian felt Yang Yi's arms tighten slightly, holding her tightly. She didn't resist because he was the one she loved, and she felt incredibly comfortable nestled against his broad, warm chest.

The gentle breeze on Liu Qian's face intensified her intoxication. All she wanted now was to be held by Yang Yi like this. If he needed her, she would give him everything, including her virginity, which she had preserved for so many years.

Yang Yi had the same intention. After walking for a while, Liu Qian began to say, somewhat incoherently, that she was tired. This was exactly what Yang Yi wanted. He looked up and saw that they had arrived at a hotel. Without thinking twice, Yang Yi helped Liu Qian inside...

05-16
Chapter 3 Liu Qian's First Intimate Contact (Part 1)

After entering the room, Liu Qian immediately lay down on the bed.

Yang Yi sat down beside Liu Qian, gazing at the woman who had captivated him. Her flushed face, her eyes narrowed to slits, her slightly parted red lips, her heaving breasts, and her even breathing made Yang Yi's own breathing quicken.

Yang Yi couldn't help but reach out his right hand and gently stroke Liu Qian's smooth face. His hand was gentle and warm, and Liu Qian felt incredibly comfortable, closing her eyes to savor the moment.

Slowly, his hand began to gently stroke Liu Qian's hair, her ears, and her neck. As Yang Yi's hand slid down, Liu Qian's chest heaved faster.

Yang Yi, however, didn't want to ruin the beautiful atmosphere so quickly. His hand stopped at Liu Qian's collarbone, then he lowered his head and gently kissed her rosy lips.

Liu Qian felt Yang Yi's hot lips touch hers and involuntarily let out a soft moan. This kiss almost made her lose her mind. The moment his lips touched hers, the feeling she had never experienced before made her girlish heart beat even faster.

Yang Yi's tongue easily pried open Liu Qian's lips and teeth, teasing her tongue, while his chest pressed against Liu Qian's firm breasts, feeling their soft elasticity and the rhythmic up-and-down movement.

Liu Qian involuntarily extended her tongue in response, their tongues quickly intertwining. The exquisite sensation made her forget everything, as if time had stopped.

While kissing Liu Qian, Yang Yi's hands roamed over her face, ears, and neck. Liu Qian felt increasingly dizzy, her limbs weak and numb, and she could only let Yang Yi do as he pleased.

Gradually, Yang Yi's hands became restless, sliding to Liu Qian's right breast and boldly kneading her nipple.

Liu Qian's breasts had never been touched by anyone before. She instinctively tried to push him away, but Yang Yi gently caressed her breasts, and she couldn't resist the waves of novel pleasure. Her body involuntarily began to writhe.

Seeing that Liu Qian didn't resist, Yang Yi went further, unbuttoning Liu Qian's blouse. Then, his hand swiftly slipped inside, flesh against flesh, grasping her right breast.

The moment Yang Yi's hand touched Liu Qian's breast, he felt an incredibly wonderful sensation. He had already guessed that Liu Qian's breasts weren't large, but they were very firm. Now, the feeling in his hand exceeded his expectations, reaching an indescribable level of beauty—delicate, pink, and incredibly elastic. Although he could barely hold one in his hand, they were still quite full.

Yang Yi began to gently knead Liu Qian's breast with one hand, while using the other to unbutton the rest of her clothes.

Liu Qian's heart pounded even faster. She knew very well what Yang Yi's actions meant. Although this was what she had hoped for, her inner resistance made her grab Yang Yi's hand and cry out, "Yang Yi, no..."

Seeing Liu Qian's expression, Yang Yi suddenly felt a pang of pity and had to stop what he was doing. He gently embraced Liu Qian and kissed her cheek tenderly.

Liu Qian's face flushed even more, and she pressed her head tightly against Yang Yi's chest, breathing softly.

Yang Yi's hand, still restless, remained on Liu Qian's breasts despite having pulled them out of her bra. He pressed his fingers against her nipples, and even through the bra, he could clearly feel the small, pointed protrusion, undoubtedly hardened by excitement.

But after only a short while, Yang Yi's hand moved again, slipping back inside the bra to attack the protrusion. This stimulated Liu Qian, who had just calmed down, causing her to gasp softly.

Then, Yang Yi gently continued his work, and unexpectedly, Liu Qian didn't resist this time, simply letting Yang Yi remove her top, revealing her fair, jade-like skin.

Liu Qian's bra wasn't sexy, but it exuded a strong, innocent charm. Even more surprising to Yang Yi was that Liu Qian's bra was front-opening; with a gentle press, it snapped open with a "snap," immediately revealing Liu Qian's breasts to his eyes.

Liu Qian let out a soft "Ah!" and shyly covered her face with her hands. Little did she know that this only gave the lecherous man in front of her an easy opportunity; her beautiful breasts were now fully exposed to Yang Yi.

Liu Qian's breasts were fair and alluring, not large, but very high and firm. Her areolas were only a faint pink, and the buds were small and pointed, making Yang Yi's heart itch. He immediately opened his mouth and took one in, sucking and licking it, teasing it in every way.

When had Liu Qian ever experienced anything like this? The moment Yang Yi took her breast into his mouth, her body trembled, and then she could no longer hold back, letting out a soft moan: "Mmm... hum... gently... gently..."

Hearing Liu Qian's enchanting moans, Yang Yi's lust intensified. He gently bit Liu Qian's nipples with his teeth, making her tremble even more, moaning, "Oh... gently! Mmm..."

Seeing that Liu Qian was already delirious with pleasure, Yang Yi knew the time was almost ripe. He reached down, pulled down Liu Qian's skirt, and gently stroked her virgin flower through her panties.

Liu Qian was wearing a light blue pair of ordinary thongs. Yang Yi gently pressed his index finger against her flower, feeling a sticky, slippery texture. It seemed that Liu Qian was already overflowing with desire under Yang Yi's torment.

The moment Yang Yi's fingers lightly grazed Liu Qian's private parts, Liu Qian's body trembled even more violently. She tried to stop him, but it was too late. Yang Yi's fingers plunged deep inside, easily slipping through the seam of her pants and penetrating the moist source.

In an instant, Liu Qian's entire body was completely conquered by Yang Yi, leaving her utterly helpless. She experienced pleasures she had never felt before. On one hand, she hoped Yang Yi would stop, and on the other hand, she hoped he wouldn't stop. Her heart was in turmoil; she was experiencing ecstasy.

Seeing that he had succeeded, Yang Yi immediately launched an even more intense attack. His mouth continued to suckle and lick Liu Qian's breasts, while his hands calmly removed his own clothes, stripping him naked. He then removed Liu Qian's only remaining garment, her panties, and the two embraced each other naked.

In her dazed state, Liu Qian inhaled the masculine scent emanating from Yang Yi. Her most vulnerable parts were completely under his control, and she could only helplessly murmur, "Mmm...uh...ah! ya..."

Yang Yi took the opportunity to lie on top of Liu Qian, his lips beginning to kiss her entire body. His tongue, glistening with saliva, circled her nipples, bringing her a new wave of pleasure.

Then, Yang Yi's tongue began to lick downwards, gliding over Liu Qian's flat stomach, pausing briefly at her navel, before continuing its journey.

Yang Yi's tongue licked past her thick pubic hair, finally reaching its destination—her virginity's secret place. At this moment, Liu Qian was completely defenseless, her hands gripping Yang Yi's shoulders tightly, her heart filled with both fear and anticipation for his next move.

Yang Yi did not disappoint Liu Qian; he found the small, already swelling nipple above the slit and gently licked it with his tongue.

This is a woman's most sensitive spot. Even a seasoned woman, let alone a virgin like Liu Qian, would completely break down under such an attack.

Liu Qian's moans grew louder; her mind was utterly confused. A torrent of clear fluid gushed from her vagina, while Yang Yi continued to lick and stimulate her.

"I...I can't take it anymore...faster...faster..."

Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, Liu Qian began to murmur incoherently, involuntarily twisting her hips in response.

Seeing Liu Qian's aroused state, Yang Yi deliberately stopped and asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Liu Qian was too embarrassed to answer. She simply kept her eyes tightly closed and pursed her lips, remaining silent.

"If you don't answer, I won't do it anymore!"

Yang Yi grinned mischievously, lifting his head upwards.

Liu Qian couldn't bear the sudden pause and could only quickly reply, "Comfortable, comfortable..."

Yang Yi grinned mischievously and climbed on top of Liu Qian again, spreading her legs apart. He pressed his impatient little brother against the entrance of her paradise and gently asked, "Can I go in now?"

Liu Qian didn't open her eyes, only giving a soft "Mmm" as tacit consent.

Yang Yi's head gently probed into the entrance, then he thrust forward, breaking through the resistance and entering her completely.

"Ouch!"

Liu Qian cried out softly, her brows furrowed, tears welling in her eyes. Startled, Yang Yi immediately stopped.

"Are you alright?"

Yang Yi asked softly, kissing away the tears from Liu Qian's eyes.

"I'm fine, you can continue! It doesn't hurt anymore, it was just a little while."

Liu Qian squinted, smiling slightly at Yang Yi's anxious expression, and put her arms around his neck.

Yang Yi gently withdrew the phallus, noticing the traces of blood on it. He wiped them lightly with a tissue, then wiped Liu Qian's face as well. He then reinserted the phallus into her flower garden, slowly thrusting in and out.

With each thrust, Liu Qian's brow gradually relaxed, her expression shifting from pain to peace, and then to pleasure.

As the rhythm quickened, Liu Qian's discomfort worsened, accompanied by "splattering" sounds. Her moans grew more rapid: "Mmm...mmm...so comfortable...so good..."

Yang Yi's large member continued to move in and out of Liu Qian's flower garden, creating splashes of fluid.

Liu Qian felt her lower body completely filled. She clung tightly to Yang Yi, enjoying his kisses, his embrace, his pressure, and the intense pleasure of her fullness.

Liu Qian was experiencing this for the first time, overwhelmed with pleasure. Her lover brought her unprecedented comfort, making her feel as if she were flying.

As Yang Yi thrust, he felt his manhood enveloped by warm, tight, tender flesh. Her honeyed orifice was gushing with lustful fluids, incredibly hot. He thrust with increasing excitement, constantly kissing Liu Qian's small mouth, dimples, cheeks, and snow-white neck. Liu Qian felt Yang Yi's tenderness and hugged him even tighter.

Liu Qian's breasts swayed up and down with Yang Yi's thrusts. Yang Yi simply lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, while continuing his thrusts. Then, Yang Yi's movements suddenly quickened, each thrust reaching the deepest part of her flower chamber.

Liu Qian felt waves of fluid splashing from her lower body, waves of pleasure washing over her. Having tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, she couldn't withstand the onslaught of his large penis. Her flower core trembled violently, finally reaching its peak.

Yang Yi felt Liu Qian's flower chamber suddenly contract sharply. Looking at Liu Qian's expression, her almond-shaped mouth slightly open, all her expressions frozen in an instant. Yang Yi believed she had reached her first orgasm in her life.

Yang Yi gently kissed Liu Qian's earlobe, his movements not stopping despite her orgasm, only slowing down slightly.

"Baby, does it feel good?"

Yang Yi whispered in Liu Qian's ear.

"Mmm! It feels good,"

Liu Qian replied, her body limp, the afterglow of her orgasm still lingering in her mind.

"Shall we continue? I haven't..."

Yang Yi said, licking Liu Qian's ear.

"Mmm!"

Liu Qian, enjoying Yang Yi's renewed teasing, softly agreed.

Gradually, with Yang Yi's continued thrusting, Liu Qian experienced her second orgasm. The blissful feeling made her tremble uncontrollably. At that moment, Yang Yi seemed to reach his climax, accelerating the thrusting of his penis. Then, Yang Yi finally erupted, his body trembling violently, countless drops of semen gushing from his penis, filling Liu Qian's entire vagina and shooting into her uterus.

"Oh...it's so hot!"

Liu Qian felt Yang Yi ejaculate inside her, enjoying the moment when millions of offspring entered her body. It was a strange feeling; she felt as if her whole body was melting.

Yang Yi lay on top of Liu Qian, panting contentedly. After resting for a while, he said to Liu Qian, "Qian'er, we're united! From now on, you're my woman. Are you willing?"

Liu Qian happily hummed in agreement, but immediately her face fell, and she sighed, "Alas...it's a pity you already have a girlfriend. I can't steal someone else's love and become a third party!"

After she finished speaking, a deep sense of regret and guilt welled up in her heart.

Yang Yi didn't answer, but gently stroked Liu Qian's hair. Her hair was black and shiny, soft and smooth to the touch, with an excellent feel.

Liu Qian continued, "I like you, I've fallen in love with you, I want to be with you, but... is this possible? I've given myself to you, I don't regret it, but I have a deep regret that I can't be with the person I love..."

As she spoke, two lines of tears streamed down her face, and she hugged Yang Yi tightly, pressing her breasts against his chest.

Seeing Liu Qian crying, Yang Yi tenderly wiped away her tears, unable to bear seeing his beloved so heartbroken. He gently said to her, "Silly girl, I want to be with you too!"

Liu Qian gently kissed Yang Yi's forehead and asked, "Darling, will you spend the night with me? Even if we can't be together in the future, you have to give yourself to me completely tonight, so we can truly be together now!"

Liu Qian then offered her cherry lips to Yang Yi, and they kissed passionately again. The room was silent except for the sounds of their lips meeting. They exchanged saliva, their tongues entwining and swirling wildly.

Yang Yi's penis swelled again, pressing against Liu Qian's thigh. Liu Qian felt something hot and slowly erect on her thigh, and as it did, her vagina began to moisten.

Yang Yi gently kissed Liu Qian's lips, nose, cheeks, earlobes, and neck, before his kisses settled on her breasts. He gently nibbled at her nipples with his teeth, while his hand explored her vulva. Her vulva was already flowing with moisture. Yang Yi effortlessly inserted two fingers into her honeyed opening, moving them back and forth, occasionally stirring them gently. With each movement of his fingers, Liu Qian's lower body became flooded again.

"It's coming again!"

Yang Yi kissed Liu Qian while simultaneously pressing his erect penis against her vulva. Liu Qian squinted, her cheeks flushed, and gave a soft response. Yang Yi then thrust forward, his large penis easily penetrating her vulva. Liu Qian arched her body slightly, letting out a soft moan, feeling her body soften again from the stimulation.

Yang Yi moved gently, slowly thrusting in and out. Liu Qian's legs involuntarily lifted, tightly hooking around Yang Yi's buttocks. With each thrust, she moved in sync.

Seeing Liu Qian's clumsy cooperation, Yang Yi was even more delighted. His penis first pressed against her clitoris, then slowly withdrew, until only the shaft remained at the entrance. With a "squelch," the previously blocked vaginal fluid gushed out, flowing down Liu Qian's buttocks onto the bed.

Yang Yi then thrust deeply again, pressing firmly against her clitoris, then withdrawing to the entrance, repeating this motion faster and faster, his buttocks twisting incessantly.

Liu Qian was drenched in sweat from the penetration, but dared not cry out loud, only managing to suppress soft moans. She felt as if she were flying to heaven; she never imagined that sex could feel so wonderful.

At this moment, Yang Yi changed Liu Qian's position, from lying down to prone, with her hands supporting her on the bed and her round, plump buttocks raised high. Liu Qian felt this position was too lewd and strongly objected, but under Yang Yi's insistence, she obediently assumed the position.

Yang Yi knelt behind Liu Qian's buttocks, using his hand to guide his nectar-covered penis, aiming it at her flower garden and probing inside. This position gave Liu Qian a different kind of pleasure, and with each thrust, Liu Qian began to moan "Eee ah ah."

Yang Yi saw Liu Qian's firm breasts swaying back and forth with her suspended upper body during his thrusts, so he simply reached under Liu Qian and grasped and played with them, while his waist continued to thrust harder and harder, making "slap slap" sounds.

Liu Qian's vagina was incredibly tight. With each thrust, Yang Yi could feel the walls of her vagina gripping his penis tightly, without a single gap. No wonder she was a virgin! After a few thrusts, Yang Yi felt Liu Qian's body suddenly tremble violently. The continuous contractions within her vagina further stimulated his penis. Honey-like fluid flowed down Liu Qian's thighs, pushing her to another sexual climax.

After the orgasm, Liu Qian's body went completely limp. Her hands could no longer support her body, and she collapsed onto the bed, burying her face in the pillow, breathing heavily. Only her snow-white buttocks remained erect, welcoming Yang Yi's advances.

Liu Qian's delicate body was as limp as a ball of cotton, glistening beads of sweat seeping from her snow-white skin.

Yang Yi, driven mad by the pleasure of conquest, kneaded Liu Qian's firm breasts even more forcefully.

Yang Yi gasped for breath, feeling his erect desire as if it were in a fiery furnace, being relentlessly manipulated by hundreds of elastic rings.

Liu Qian, having just recovered from an orgasm, was now enjoying herself again with Yang Yi's continued stimulation. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she used her hands to prop herself up, intending to sit up again.

Seeing this, Yang Yi gently asked, "Darling, are you tired?"

He heard Liu Qian hum in response and chuckled, "If you're tired, don't get up. That position is fine."

Liu Qian asked sweetly, "Are you comfortable?"

Yang Yi licked the skin on Liu Qian's back, savoring the scent of her sweat, and replied, "Comfortable, comfortable..."

Liu Qian smiled contentedly, continuing to bury her head in the pillow.

Gradually, Liu Qian's moans began again. Yang Yi felt a series of powerful contractions, squeezing, and sucking sensations beginning inside Liu Qian's honeyed cave. His penis not only grew hotter and harder, but also became even larger. He released her breasts, which had been squeezed out of shape, and gripped her plump, white buttocks tightly with both hands, thrusting his jade pestle forcefully into the depths of her honeyed cave.

Each thrust reached just inside Liu Qian's delicate flower core. The jade pestle struck the tender flesh of her flower core, the tip touching only the warm, soft, and smooth surface. That tender, slippery feeling was incredibly pleasurable. Liu Qian, whose vital points were being hit by each powerful blow, was already completely numb, as if she were melting.

Accompanied by the beautiful "plop plop" sounds,

Liu Qian's wanton moans, "Mmm! Oh oh..." were incessant, lost in pleasure.

Under Yang Yi's overwhelming attack, Liu Qian's defenses began to crumble once more. Yang Yi once again struck her tender core with great force. The unbearable, tingling pleasure caused Liu Qian to finally let out a scream and open her core without reservation, letting her slippery vaginal fluids flow out like honey. Yang

Yi's jade pestle was suddenly doused with this hot, oily nectar, a strange, tingling sensation penetrating to the very core of his pestle. Yang Yi couldn't help but shudder, and his scalding life essence gushed out, filling her honey chamber once more.

Liu Qian, panting, lowered her snow-white buttocks, while Yang Yi, covered in sweat, lay on top of her, gently licking her earlobe.

After a long while, Liu Qian's emotions recovered from the storm. Yang Yi turned Liu Qian's body over, and the two embraced naked on the bed.

"Yi, do you like me?"

Liu Qian suddenly asked, her almond-shaped eyes filled with spring.

"I love it, I love it so much, you're so amazing..."

Yang Yi replied with a smile, kissing Liu Qian's lips.

Yang Yi gently stroked Liu Qian's incredibly smooth waist and hip curves as she lay on top of him like a kitten.

The two immediately began to kiss passionately again, and Yang Yi's little brother below seemed tireless, quietly raising its head once more...

Chapter Four Liu Qian's First Intimate Contact (Part Two)

"You...you don't want more, do you?"

Liu Qian asked in surprise, looking at Yang Yi's erect penis gradually rising again.

"Because you're so beautiful! Do you still want more?"

Yang Yi asked teasingly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qian's face flushed red again, and she said coquettishly, "You're so bad, you big pervert, you've ravaged me like this the first time." As she spoke,

she reached out to touch Yang Yi's manhood.

The moment Liu Qian's delicate hand touched Yang Yi's penis, it sensitively responded, feeling a warm and soft sensation emanating from her hand. Yang Yi shuddered involuntarily, his penis shaking and erect as if in homage.

Liu Qian had never seen a man's penis before, and feeling the large thing in her hand suddenly double in size, she was startled. Curious, she scooted down, carefully examining this treasure that had transformed her from a girl into a woman and given her ecstatic pleasure, while gently stroking it.

"Oh!"

Yang Yi groaned comfortably, looking down to see Liu Qian staring at his manhood with childlike, watery eyes, a smile playing on his lips.

Yang Yi pulled Liu Qian up, his fiery lips sealing hers once more, the two kissing passionately, a kiss so intense, so wild.

It was a long, deep kiss. Yang Yi greedily sucked on Liu Qian's soft tongue. He felt an irresistible urge to hold her cherry-red lips, unwilling to leave them easily, as if afraid that once he did, they would be gone forever.

Because Yang Yi was so reluctant to part, Liu Qian felt the kiss last forever, making her breathless. She could only let out soft moans through her nose. In the world they created, only the sound of her heartbeat quickening could be heard.

The kiss lasted a long time. Liu Qian felt as if she had melted once more. Her captivating eyes closed gently, and her delicate body trembled involuntarily.

With each breath, Yang Yi greedily inhaled Liu Qian's intoxicating fragrance, which seemed to seep directly into his mind, completely intoxicating him.

Yang Yi's tongue was like a nimble snake released from its cage, intertwining with Liu Qian's fragrant tongue, constantly circling and swirling around her delicate lips. He greedily sucked at the sweet, fragrant saliva that flowed between Liu Qian 's lips and teeth because they

were temporarily unable to swallow due to their lips being joined, savoring it carefully. Yang Yi explored and tasted every inch of Liu Qian's mouth with the tip of his tongue, so gently, as if each light lick was gently teasing the already intoxicated heartstrings of Liu Qian.

Their breathing gradually became heavy, and they let out groans similar to those of wild animals. After a long while, their fiery lips parted, a glistening strand of saliva still hanging at the corner of their mouths.

Liu Qian's eyes, which had been tightly closed, had opened slightly at some point. With her long eyelashes fluttering occasionally, they revealed an alluring charm, and her half-exposed, beautiful eyes shimmered with a hazy, dreamlike quality.

As Yang Yi unleashed his passionate fervor upon Liu Qian, greedily extracting more of the burgeoning emotions from her lips, his deep kisses left her utterly defenseless, leaving her mind blank and adrift.

Yang Yi gently parted the two tightly closed labia with his hands, his fingers kneading the clitoris. Liu Qian's desire was aroused once more, and she let out soft moans.

When his penis entered her again, Liu Qian's expression was no longer one of pain as before. Her face was filled with bliss, as if she had already adapted to this wonderful moment. As Yang Yi began to thrust, Liu Qian twisted her waist, instinctively responding.

"Mmm...darling...faster..."

Liu Qian began to moan loudly as Yang Yi thrust in and out. The friction between his penis and her vaginal walls sent waves of tingling pleasure through them. The more Yang Yi thrust, the stronger this tingling sensation became, and he couldn't help but increase the speed of his thrusts.

Each thrust was slow yet powerful, hitting the deepest point. Yang Yi rubbed her clitoris forcefully, sometimes pressing against the clitoris at the exit, gently teasing it.

Yang Yi admired Liu Qian's ecstatic expression, controlling every reaction of her body. The feeling was like viewing the most beautiful painting, deeply intoxicating Yang Yi, making him lose himself in pleasure and unable to extricate himself.

Suddenly, Yang Yi straightened up and pulled out his large penis, admiring Liu Qian's current appearance. Her fair skin had a slightly alluring pinkish hue.

Her long, flowing hair cascaded across the pillow, her perfectly proportioned breasts hardening with arousal. Below her smooth abdomen, a small pubic mound nestled among sparse hair flowed gently – a truly alluring sight. Liu Qian's

desire was completely ignited; her lower body felt an intense itch, and she reached out to find Yang Yi's penis.

"Come on, move your hips hard, I'm going in..."

Yang Yi held Liu Qian, positioning his large penis directly at the entrance of her vagina.

He took a deep breath, and with a slight thrust of his hips, his penis slowly disappeared into her opening. Even though they had only made love twice, without much rest, Liu Qian's vagina was still incredibly tight, the walls gripping Yang Yi's penis tightly, feeling incredibly pleasurable.

"So full, so swollen, so satisfying! Ah!"

Liu Qian murmured, and when Yang Yi's penis was fully inside her, she couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan.

Without wasting a moment, Yang Yi began to move his hips, lifting Liu Qian's legs to his waist and thrusting forcefully into her body.

"Ah! Ah! Don't be so intense..."

Liu Qian reacted strongly after only a few thrusts, moaning softly, her vagina constantly leaking nectar. She couldn't hold back any longer.

Yang Yi's penis plunged deep into her flower chamber, while he kneaded her full breasts with one hand and sucked on her ear with his lips. A new wave of pleasure rose, leaving Liu Qian drenched in sweat and moaning.

Liu Qian gripped the sheets tightly, her head swaying on the pillow, her fair skin glistening with sweat.

Yang Yi gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, each time going all the way in, forcefully impacting Liu Qian's core, bringing her wave after wave of pleasure.

For a moment, only the sounds of "slap, slap" filled the room, along with Liu Qian's moans and Yang Yi's heavy breathing, creating a lewd atmosphere in the bedroom.

Yang Yi's thick penis moved rapidly in and out of Liu Qian's wet passage, occasionally bringing out glistening fluid that soaked the sheets beneath them. He panted heavily, forcefully releasing his desire onto Liu Qian's body. The "splish-splish" sounds of water and the "slap, slap" of impact were exceptionally loud in the quiet room.

Liu Qian cried out urgently, her vagina began to twitch and contract. The two were pressed tightly together, moaning and groaning with pleasure, wave after wave of intense pleasure overwhelming them.

As Yang Yi's throbbing penis accelerated again in the flower room, a burst of pleasure, like sparks flying, coursed through Liu Qian's entire body. A few strands of her hair clung to her lips, and using his penis as a pivot, her hips began to sway up and down even faster.

With each sway, the fluids between her thighs made strange sounds, and her firm breasts bounced repeatedly. Yang Yi gripped Liu Qian's slender waist, making her rise and fall with his touch.

Liu Qian could no longer control her pent-up desire. Yang Yi, supporting her swaying breasts, thrust forcefully. His lips slid from her shoulder across her neck to her cheek, and Liu Qian eagerly raised her head to meet his, returning his kiss with fervor, greedily sucking on his tongue as it entered her mouth.

Falling from one peak, then tossed from the trough to an even higher peak, they climbed in a winding ascent. Finally, they reached their zenith, and then plummeted down at an unimaginable speed.

"Ah..."

As Yang Yi brought Liu Qian to orgasm, he thrust in and out forcefully several times, then pressed against Liu Qian's clitoris, opening his gates. A thick stream of semen accurately sprayed onto Liu Qian's clitoris, making her feel a tingling sensation all over her body, reaching another orgasm and releasing a stream of vaginal fluid.

The feeling of orgasm made Liu Qian feel as if she had entered another space, an indescribable pleasure flowing through her body.

Both of them were panting heavily, savoring the afterglow of the orgasm. Unconsciously, their palms were tightly clasped together, their hearts pressed together, feeling each other's breath and heartbeat.

After resting for a while, Liu Qian's drunkenness had completely disappeared. The three consecutive battles had left this virgin girl feeling weak all over, curling up in Yang Yi's arms like a kitten.

"Good Qian'er, do you want more?"

Yang Yi asked with a smile, stroking Liu Qian's smooth back.

"What do you mean, 'want'? I'm ignoring you!"

Liu Qian blushed, pushed Yang Yi away, and stood up to walk towards the bathroom.

"Good sister, want to shower together? A romantic bath..."

Yang Yi chuckled mischievously as he watched Liu Qian stagger into the bathroom, calling out evilly.

"You big pervert! You big bad guy! Who wants to shower with you? Dream on!"

Liu Qian turned around playfully and made a face at Yang Yi, then slammed the bathroom door shut, saying, "I'm warning you! Don't come in."

The sound of water came from inside the bathroom, but Yang Yi, the big pervert, jumped out of bed again, sneakily darted to the bathroom door, and suddenly pulled it open.

Liu Qian was startled by Yang Yi's sudden movement and let out a scream, instinctively covering her breasts. Seeing Yang Yi staring at her lecherously, she pouted slightly, a hint of anger in her voice, and said, "What are you doing? You big bad guy, stop looking! Didn't I tell you not to come in?"

"Because I'm going to help you take a bath! You sweated so much just now, I'll scrub your back for you, hehe."

Yang Yi said as he walked into the bathroom, embracing Liu Qian, whose body was covered in water droplets, and letting every inch of her skin feel her alluring smoothness.

"Oh! Don't do that!"

Liu Qian shyly resisted, but that slight resistance only fueled Yang Yi's lust, and he held her even tighter.

"Let me go!"

Liu Qian pleaded when Yang Yi wouldn't let go.

"Then promise to shower together and I'll let go."

Yang Yi refused to budge.

"Okay, okay! Let's shower together!"

Liu Qian reluctantly gave in, looking at Yang Yi's wicked grin, she sighed and said, "Hmph! You're always bullying me, taking my first time and you still won't let it go."

"Oh dear! How should I compensate my beautiful little princess?"

Yang Yi started to be glib again: "I wonder who was moaning so seductively just now!"

"You dare say that, you bad boy!"

Liu Qian shyly punched Yang Yi's chest lightly with both hands.

"Ouch! You hit me again, ah! It hurts so much."

Yang Yi deliberately pretended to be in pain, took a step back, and clutched his chest.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you? I didn't hit you hard! Let me see, I'm sorry..."

Liu Qian, seeing Yang Yi's pained expression, foolishly fell into his trap again and quickly went to him, asking worriedly.

Seeing Liu Qian approach, Yang Yi immediately reached out and pulled her into his arms again. Liu Qian immediately realized Yang Yi was faking it and scolded, "Hmph! You're so mean! You lied to me again, I'm ignoring you."

Yang Yi chuckled dryly twice, lowered his head, and kissed Liu Qian's cherry lips, beginning another passionate kiss.

Liu Qian's small mouth was suddenly captured by a kiss, her mind went blank again, and her limbs began to go numb. Although she wanted to push Yang Yi away, she couldn't muster any strength and could only let Yang Yi ravage her mouth.

For some reason, Liu Qian reacted intensely to Yang Yi's kiss. She extended her small, fragrant tongue and responded passionately, her tongue moving back and forth between their mouths, entering and sucking, exchanging their saliva.

Yang Yi kissed her for a while before reluctantly pulling his lips away from her wet lips. He then turned on the shower and began lathering her body with soap.

Yang Yi touched her entire body, the stimulation making her let his large hands rub against her. Gradually, Yang Yi's restless hands slid between her legs. Liu Qian's nerves were suddenly stimulated, and she quickly blushed, saying, "No need, I can do it myself, I can do it myself."

She snatched the soap away.

Yang Yi watched intently as Liu Qian washed her clitoris. The water droplets made her body shimmer, and the white foam enveloped her delicate skin, making her alluring body appear and disappear under the light.

Yang Yi felt his blood boil again, and his penis began to swell and expand.

Liu Qian was startled to see the little creature stand up again, baring its teeth and claws. She quickly asked Yang Yi, "Why is it up again?"

"You're so beautiful, it couldn't help but stand up when it saw you,"

Yang Yi said, moving closer to Liu Qian.

"Who told you to look? I told you not to come in! You really are..."

Liu Qian said in a pleading tone, her eyes cautiously fixed on the large thing.

"Good baby, let's do it again!"

Yang Yi said, his monstrous hand roaming restlessly over Liu Qian's smooth skin.

"You're so scary. If I really lived with you like this every day, I think I'd be driven crazy in a few days."

Liu Qian seemed to want to say something more, but Yang Yi lowered his head and kissed her lips again.

While being kissed, Liu Qian stammered and mumbled, "Mmm...not here...let's...let's go outside and do it..."

Yang Yi gently pulled his lips away, smiling, and said, "It's more satisfying here! Come on! Try it and you'll see."

Before Liu Qian could answer, he kissed her deeply again.

After kissing for a while, when their lips parted in complete satisfaction, the silver thread still connected them.

Liu Qian seemed drunk, looking at Yang Yi with hazy eyes, waiting for his next move. She had no experience in this area, and today was the first time a man had touched her body. She didn't know what to do in the bathroom, but Yang Yi was already an expert.

Yang Yi lowered his head, bent slightly, and began to gently kiss Liu Qian's breasts, his tongue licking her clitoris, his left hand holding her full breasts, kneading them with just the right amount of pressure, while his right hand moved into her lower body.

Liu Qian's breasts had swelled, two bright red nipples on her alluring buds. Under Yang Yi's gentle caresses and sweet kisses, Liu Qian closed her eyes in pleasure, her breathing gradually becoming rapid.

Liu Qian's nipples had become firm, her skin flushed an alluring pink, and her vulva, under Yang Yi's vigorous touch, had become wet, oozing copious amounts of fluid.

Yang Yi gently kissed Liu Qian's neck, behind her ears, collarbone, armpits, breasts, abdomen, back, and slender waist, kissing every corner of her body, every place he could see, leaving no spot untouched.

Liu Qian's delicate body trembled slightly, and she let out soft moans: "Ah...darling, I can't take it anymore..."

Yang Yi had Liu Qian turn her back to him, placing her hands on the bathroom wall, her buttocks slightly raised. Then he gently pressed his large member against her vulva from behind.

"I'm coming,"

Yang Yi said, gently kissing Liu Qian's earlobe. Seeing that Liu Qian was already unable to resist teasing, Yang Yi couldn't bear to tease her any longer. At this moment, Liu Qian's face was flushed, her eyes were slightly closed, and she only nodded slightly.

Yang Yi's penis was already irresistibly pressed against Liu Qian's honeyed entrance. With a slight thrust of his waist, his large penis spread open the petals and slowly entered Liu Qian's body.

Yang Yi took a breath, slowly pulled out his large penis, and then slowly inserted it again. With his withdrawal, Liu Qian couldn't help but sigh, and with his insertion, Liu Qian couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan.

Liu Qian closed her eyes like this, her hands on the smooth wall, savoring each of Yang Yi's thrusts.

This angle already made her vagina very tight, and coupled with the fact that Liu Qian had only been penetrated three times, her vaginal walls tightly enveloped Yang Yi's large penis. Fortunately, Yang Yi was experienced and had a lot of experience; if it were anyone else, they might have ejaculated after a few squeezes. Yang Yi lifted one of Liu Qian's slender legs and placed it between his hands, making her vagina even more prominent, allowing him to penetrate even deeper.

With one hand supporting Liu Qian's slender waist, Yang Yi began to thrust wildly like a wound-up machine, the "slap slap" of the impact mingling with the "whoosh" of the showerhead.

Liu Qian was clearly caught off guard by Yang Yi's sudden and fierce attack. Her hands, which were supporting her against the wall, changed from palms to tightly clenched fists. She moaned intermittently, "Ah...so deep! It's so swollen...ah!"

The hot and thick penis continued to move in and out of Liu Qian's honey hole. A large amount of jade fluid splashed onto the ground with the movement of the head, merging with the water.

Liu Qian's eyes remained tightly closed, her cherry-like lips pursed slightly as she breathed heavily. She was like a furnace, her entire body burning hot, her snow-white skin flushed a rosy pink.

Liu Qian's moans acted like a catalyst, stimulating Yang Yi's brain. Seeing her intense reaction, Yang Yi involuntarily increased the speed of his thrusts.

Yang Yi leaned over to kiss Liu Qian's shoulder, and she immediately turned her head, opening her cherry lips to kiss him. The passionate kiss, combined with the constant thrusting from below, overwhelmed her with pleasure, rendering her incapable of thought.

"Ah! So hot..."

Liu Qian cried out loudly, mustering her remaining strength to meet Yang Yi's thrusts. Under Yang Yi's relentless onslaught, Liu Qian finally reached her climax, a torrent of vaginal fluid gushing out, her vagina contracting violently with orgasm, gripping Yang Yi's penis tightly.

Yang Yi felt a shiver run through his body, a sharp pain in his lower back, and with a forceful thrust of his penis, he pressed it against Liu Qian's clitoris. "Pfft!" A stream of scalding semen shot directly into Liu Qian's clitoris, making her cry out, "Ah! I'm going to die! So good..."

This exercise had greatly exhausted Yang Yi; his lower back began to ache, and his legs trembled slightly. He released Liu Qian's thighs, kissed her for a while, and then they took a shower together.

After leaving the bathroom, Yang Yi carried Liu Qian to the bed, and lay down beside her, kissing her nipples. Perhaps because he was so tired, Yang Yi, while kissing her, unknowingly drifted off to sleep in Liu Qian's arms.

Liu Qian lay in bed, watching Yang Yi fall asleep like a child, his mouth full of her nipples. Seeing his saliva dripping and wetting her breasts, she couldn't help but gently stroke his hair. Her mind was in turmoil, a constant struggle of thoughts. She didn't know how long it was before she finally drifted off to sleep with Yang Yi…

Chapter Five: The Bad News Arrives.

The morning sunlight was so comforting. Yang Yi walked back to the hospital, recalling the scene of his passionate encounter with his long-desired beauty in the hotel the previous night. He grinned happily, hands in his pockets, humming a little tune as he walked towards the hospital.

Liu Qian, however, took a bus from the opposite direction to the hospital. They separated because they were afraid of being seen by Lu Xianyun, which would lead to further complications.

On the bus, Liu Qian closed her eyes, involuntarily recalling her indulgence the previous night, the passionate throbbing of their bodies, sweating profusely. Thinking about it, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she felt herself becoming slightly wet again.

"I never imagined I was this kind of woman, and..."

Liu Qian suddenly realized her abnormality, and the hidden desires in her heart were once again entangled with her old-fashioned ideas.

Arriving at the hospital, Yang Yi immediately rushed to the intensive care unit. Upon entering, he saw his mother, Zhu Yanan, lying in bed, while Lu Xianyun lay exhausted and asleep beside the bed. His heart couldn't help but feel heavy again.

Yang Yi gently walked to Lu Xianyun's side, not wanting to disturb her, and gently draped a coat over her shoulders. This action woke Lu Xianyun from her sleep.

"You're here. Where did you go last night? Why didn't you come back all night?"

Lu Xianyun turned around and saw Yang Yi putting the coat on her. Although she wasn't angry, a hint of worry was evident.

"Nothing, I was upset yesterday, so I went drinking with friends. I drank too much and fell asleep at a friend's place. How's Mom?"

Yang Yi quickly made up an excuse, secretly thinking to himself that his ability to lie was getting better and better.

Lu Xianyun didn't ask any more questions. She knew that no matter how much she asked, it would be pointless if Yang Yi didn't want to tell her, and it would only make him dislike her. She glanced worriedly at Zhu Yanan lying on the bed and replied, "She's not getting better. She's in a semi-comatose state again. The attending physician came last night and examined her again. It seems her condition isn't good. You should ask Dr. Zhang for details!"

Yang Yi looked at Zhu Yanan, who was lying on the bed, pale-faced and bloodless, her eyes tightly closed, wearing an oxygen mask. An IV drip containing glucose, insulin, and potassium—the so-called "polarizing solution"—was slowly dripping down the tubing. The electrocardiogram showed weak, irregular beats.

Yang Yi felt incredibly distressed and softly said to Lu Xianyun, "Darling, thank you for your hard work. I'll go ask Dr. Zhang. Can you stay and watch over her for a while longer?"

Lu Xianyun looked at Yang Yi affectionately and silently nodded.

Yang Yi turned and walked out the door, bumping right into Liu Qian, who was there to see Zhu Yanan. Their eyes met, and Liu Qian's face immediately turned red again. She turned her face away, refusing to look at Yang Yi.

"What's wrong? Baby, are you too shy to look at me?"

Yang Yi's lust was aroused again when he saw Liu Qian's expression, and he took another step closer to her.

Liu Qian blushed and said, "Stop it, there are so many people here. I'm going to see Aunt Yang, is it convenient?"

Yang Yi shrugged and said, "Yes! She's inside! Lu Xianyun is watching over her. I don't know the specifics of her condition. I was just about to go ask Dr. Zhang about it."

Upon hearing that Lu Xianyun was watching over her in the ward, Liu Qian felt a pang of jealousy and said, "Then I'd better not go in, to avoid embarrassment."

Yang Yi smiled, gently patted Liu Qian's shoulder, and said, "It's okay, go in! It's perfectly normal to see my mom! What's inconvenient about it? Go ahead!"

Liu Qian nodded silently. After watching Liu Qian enter the ward, Yang Yi walked towards the head of the internal medicine department's office.

Dr. Zhang was an attending physician in internal medicine, about fifty years old, with nearly half his hair gone, of average build, and wearing thick glasses.

At that moment, Dr. Zhang was sitting in his office chair, examining Zhu Yanan's medical record. As soon as he saw Yang Yi enter, he quickly stood up, gestured for Yang Yi to sit down, and then said earnestly, "Young Yang, you're here. Director Zhu... her condition is very bad right now."

Hearing Dr. Zhang's blunt statement, Yang Yi's heart sank. He quickly asked, "Uncle Zhang, how is my mother?"

Dr. Zhang sighed, then paced around the room a few times with his hands behind his back before slowly saying, "Do you know that your mother, Director Zhu, has a history of heart disease?" Yang Yi frowned,

thought carefully for a long time, and then slowly shook his head, replying, "No, my mother's..." "She's always been in good health. I've never heard her complain of feeling unwell. Although she occasionally experiences some discomfort due to overwork, she always recovers after a few days of rest. She rarely takes medicine; even with a cold or fever, she avoids it if possible and gets better in a few days."

Hearing Yang Yi's words, Dr. Zhang pondered for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Then it must be caused by a sudden shock. Did she experience any serious trauma before?"

Hearing Dr. Zhang's question, Yang Yi couldn't tell him about his father, so he made up a story: "Perhaps it's because a relative of hers suddenly passed away! That must have been quite a shock for her. Could it be…?"

"Is that all?"

Dr. Zhang was surprised. Although he had heard some unpleasant rumors about the hospital director these past few days—that Zhu Yanan fainted because the police came to her door and then became seriously ill and hospitalized a few days later—hearing Yang Yi's explanation, he naturally didn't connect it to those rumors.

"Um! Uncle Zhang, how is my mother?"

Seeing Dr. Zhang's continued contemplation, Yang Yi couldn't sit still any longer and quickly asked.

Dr. Zhang thought for a moment and said, "If that's the case, then her illness is very unexpected. Myocardial infarction is one of the deadliest cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. There have been reports of young, strong individuals suffering sudden death from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases due to extreme stress. Although Dr. Zhu's condition stabilized slightly after resuscitation, there were no signs of improvement. Last night, after examining her, I found that her condition had worsened again..."

Yang Yi naturally understood the seriousness of myocardial infarction, based on his knowledge. Clinical studies show that almost all myocardial infarction patients, especially elderly patients, are mainly caused by coronary atherosclerosis, occasionally by coronary embolism, inflammation, or congenital malformations. In

about 80-90% of autopsy cases of acute myocardial infarction, occlusive thrombi can be found in the coronary arteries. On the basis of coronary atherosclerosis, once bleeding or persistent vascular spasm occurs within or beneath the atherosclerotic plaque, forming a thrombus, it completely blocks the coronary artery, leading to myocardial infarction.

The severity of infarction depends on the size of the affected artery, the location and speed of occlusion, and the patency of collateral circulation and other coronary arteries.

Furthermore, a small number of myocardial infarction patients do not have coronary artery occlusion. The cause is that, on the basis of pre-existing coronary atherosclerosis leading to luminal narrowing, shock, dehydration, hemorrhage, surgery, or severe arrhythmia cause a sudden drop in cardiac output and a sharp reduction in coronary perfusion. Alternatively, strenuous physical activity, excessive emotional excitement, or a sudden rise in blood pressure can significantly increase the load on the left ventricle, leading to increased catecholamine secretion, a surge in myocardial oxygen and blood demand, and a significant insufficiency of coronary blood supply, resulting in myocardial ischemia and necrosis.

Myocardial infarction often occurs after a large meal, especially a high-fat diet, during rest or sleep, or after straining during bowel movements. This is related to increased postprandial blood lipids, increased blood viscosity, increased platelet adhesion, slowed local blood flow, and easier platelet aggregation, thus leading to thrombus formation. During sleep, vagal nerve activity increases, making coronary artery spasm more likely; straining during bowel movements also increases cardiac load.

Furthermore, severe arrhythmias, shock, or heart failure following myocardial infarction can further reduce coronary perfusion and expand the area of myocardial necrosis.

Yang Yi's mother, Zhu Yanan, suffered from acute myocardial infarction, which refers to acute occlusion of the coronary artery, interruption of blood flow, and ischemic necrosis of the local myocardium. Clinical manifestations may include persistent retrosternal pain, shock, arrhythmias, and heart failure, along with elevated serum myocardial globulin and electrocardiographic changes.

Pathologically, acute myocardial infarction can be explained as follows: coronary atherosclerosis causes luminal narrowing and insufficient myocardial blood supply, while collateral circulation has not yet been established. Myocardial infarction can occur when the following factors exacerbate myocardial ischemia:

1. Complete coronary artery occlusion: Hemorrhage within or under the intima of the atherosclerotic plaque in the diseased vessel, thrombus formation within the lumen, or persistent arterial spasm leads to complete occlusion of the lumen.

II. Sudden Drop in Cardiac Output: Shock, dehydration, bleeding, severe arrhythmias, or surgery can cause a sudden drop in cardiac output, resulting in severely insufficient coronary perfusion.

III. Sharp Increase in Myocardial Oxygen and Blood Demand: Heavy physical labor, emotional excitement, or a sudden rise in blood pressure can dramatically increase the load on the left ventricle, leading to increased catecholamine secretion and increased myocardial oxygen and blood demand.

Acute myocardial infarction can also occur in cases of coronary artery spasm without coronary atherosclerosis, and occasionally due to coronary artery embolism, inflammation, or congenital malformations.

Severe arrhythmias, shock, or heart failure following myocardial infarction can further reduce coronary perfusion and expand the area of myocardial necrosis.

The primary symptom of acute myocardial infarction is pain, which is the most prominent symptom. Attacks often occur without obvious cause and frequently happen at rest. The location and nature of the pain are similar to angina, but the intensity is greater and the duration is longer, sometimes lasting for hours or even days. Nitroglycerin is ineffective. Patients often experience restlessness, sweating, fear, or a sense of impending death. A small number of patients may be painless, presenting with shock or acute pulmonary edema at onset.

The second symptom is shock, which may occur in about 20% of patients, usually within hours to a week after onset. Patients are pale, restless, have cold and clammy skin, a weak pulse, and blood pressure dropping to 80 mmol/L, or even fainting. If a patient only has a low blood pressure without other symptoms, it is called a "hypotensive state." The main causes of shock may be severe damage to the myocardium, leading to a sharp decrease in left ventricular output (cardiogenic shock); secondly, severe chest pain causing reflex peripheral vasodilation; in addition, factors such as vomiting, excessive sweating, and insufficient blood intake leading to hypovolemia may also be present.

Thirdly, "arrhythmia" occurs in approximately 75% to 95% of patients, most commonly within one to two weeks of onset, with the highest incidence within 24 hours. Ventricular arrhythmias are the most frequent, such as premature ventricular contractions (PVCs). In some cases, ventricular tachycardia or ventricular fibrillation can lead to sudden death. Atrioventricular block and bundle branch block are also common. Supraventricular arrhythmias are less frequent. Anterior wall myocardial infarction is prone to bundle branch block, while inferior wall myocardial infarction is prone to atrioventricular block. Supraventricular arrhythmias are more common in atrial infarction.

Fourthly, "heart failure" occurs because the heart's contractility is significantly weakened and uncoordinated after infarction, making acute left ventricular failure common in the first few days of onset, presenting with symptoms such as dyspnea, cough, restlessness, and inability to lie flat. In severe cases, acute pulmonary edema may occur, potentially leading to copious pink frothy sputum. Later, right ventricular failure may develop; in patients with right ventricular myocardial infarction, right ventricular failure can occur from the onset.

The fifth symptom is "systemic symptoms," including fever, tachycardia, elevated white blood cell count, and increased erythrocyte sedimentation rate. These are mainly caused by the absorption of necrotic tissue and generally appear within one to two days after the infarction. The body temperature remains around 38 degrees Celsius, rarely exceeding 39 degrees Celsius, and lasts for about a week.

Yang Yi's mother, Zhu Yanan, exhibited almost all of these symptoms, making her extremely dangerous. Yang Yi gasped at the thought.

Dr. Zhang continued, "We can only continue to observe her and treat her with medication daily. Remember, you absolutely cannot let Director Zhu be subjected to any further stimulation, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Yang Yi nodded understandingly. Although he was also a doctor, seeing his mother lying on the hospital bed, barely alive, and feeling utterly useless, filled him with a strong sense of powerlessness and self-blame.

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