[Fantasy] Three Men Make a Wolf (Complete) - 16-18

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Chapter 110 Second Rape

"A-Kai, let me go..." Jiang Xinyue pushed away the boy's heavy body. She felt as if she had returned to the first time. When Jiang Diaokai first violated her, she resisted him both mentally and physically. But later, she slowly accepted the reality. When Jiang Diaokai made love to her, although there was still an insurmountable psychological hurdle, her body still enjoyed the pleasure of sex.

But now, her mind had undergone a huge change. Starting last night, from the moment she and Yi Qingcheng became one in body and soul, she finally understood what true love was. When you truly love a man, you have no interest in other men. You only want to be with your beloved every minute and every second. She realized that her love with Lin Nan was so calm and uneventful. She was more moved by Lin Nan's delicate love. At that time, she thought it would be good to spend her life with such a perfect man. But after meeting Yi Qingcheng, everything changed.

When she got home, she didn't realize the change in her feelings. She only felt guilty towards Jiang Diaokai and cooked many of his favorite dishes. But when Jiang Diaokai pushed her against the wall and kissed her, she suddenly felt very uncomfortable. She suddenly realized she didn't want to be touched by Jiang Diaokai anymore, and she didn't want to be touched by any man other than Yi Qingcheng.

But how could the young man let her go? He was enraged by her behavior today. He thought she, like him, had already tacitly accepted their relationship, and he clearly felt her body's reaction to him during intercourse. She didn't dislike his touch; in fact, she was incredibly sensitive to his teasing. But today she said those things and resisted so fiercely, as if he were raping her.

A fire of anger burned in the young man's heart; he couldn't understand why she would go back on her word. He roughly pulled open her clothes, several buttons popping open, and even her bra was ripped off, revealing half of her snow-white breast. Pressed against the fabric, it appeared full and smooth. Perhaps because he had frequently played with and sucked on it, her breasts were considerably larger than when they first made love. Every time he played with them, he would say that he had made them bigger, and Jiang Xinyue would blush shyly.

He jumped off the bed and took off his cumbersome trousers, his enormous penis protruding straight from under his school uniform, swaying like a python. Jiang Xinyue had already taken advantage of the moment to sit up, pulling the boy's torn collar tighter. Seeing her movements, he felt a surge of anger. He knelt on one knee on the bed, and with a gentle press of his hands, easily pinned her back down.

"A-Kai, I don't want to do it today… Can you let me go? I really don't want to today…" Jiang Xinyue was almost crying, unaware that the more she acted this way, the angrier Jiang Diaokai became.

"Why?" Jiang Diaokai stared at her, a fire burning in his dark eyes.

She remained silent, unable to explain why, afraid that Jiang Diaokai would kill her if she did. Before she could answer, the fire in Jiang Diaokai's eyes extinguished, as if someone had poured two buckets of water on it, leaving only cold ashes.

He pulled her body to the edge of the bed, ripped off her panties, grabbed her legs and pulled them up, exposing her tender pink genitals to him.

"Ah... let go..." Jiang Xinyue protested, but his hands gripped her ankles tightly, rendering her lower body immobile. She bent over, trying to grab his hands, twisting her body incessantly. The young man was completely enraged. He pressed down on her lower body, pulled the sheet over her head, and tied her hands together.

He stood on the floor, holding his large penis atop her tender pink genitals, a fierce glint in his eyes. He thrust his hips hard, his enormous penis plunging deep into the woman's vagina.

" Ah

... He thrust into her fiercely dozens of times, experiencing pleasure, but his glans was burning from the friction. Looking at Jiang Xinyue, he saw her biting her lip, her face streaked with tears. His anger subsided somewhat. A new idea quickly formed in his mind. He gently probed her entrance with his large penis, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. At first, it was very dry, but she couldn't resist his persistent teasing. Soft moans escaped her lips, and his penis sensed a slight moisture. With a final burst of energy, he finally unearthed a spring in this barren virgin territory. With a gentle thrust of his large penis, a stream of sweet water flowed from her opening. Jiang Xinyue had never longed to sever this abnormal relationship with Jiang Diaokai as much as she did today, but she knew it was impossible; Jiang Diaokai wouldn't agree. Yet, psychologically, she still resisted his approach and intimacy. Humans are inherently advanced animals, forever bound by animal instincts, which sometimes surpass reason, such as sexual desire. Jiang Diaokai played with her private parts until they flowed with nectar. She sadly realized that even though she deeply loved Yi Qingcheng and yearned for his loyalty both emotionally and physically, she couldn't completely control her body; it had already opened itself to Jiang Diaokai. Jiang Diaokai's firm buttocks thrust incessantly, like a fish in water—no wonder the ancients called it the pleasure of fish and water, a truly apt description. The young man achieved ultimate pleasure through his continuous thrusts. He tried to prolong his ejaculation, changed positions, leaned towards her, pulled her collar open even wider, and pinched her round breast with one hand, biting down. "Ugh~~" Jiang Xinyue winced in pain, arching her chest. "Smack smack~" The young man sucked in her nipple along with the areola, sucking and biting until the tender nipple hardened. He didn't spare her lower body either, thrusting until her juices flowed freely. "Ah Kai, let me go..." Jiang Xinyue's cheeks flushed red, she was almost breathless from his ministrations. "Let go?" Jiang Diaokai squeezed her breasts high, licking her luscious nipples like a cat, then asked wickedly, "You mean let go?" He deliberately raised his lower body, his large, fluid-covered penis hanging above her. She inhaled softly, her body trembling, her tender vulva contracting and releasing fluids. He thrust into her again, each stroke faster than the last, making her cry out repeatedly. He whispered wickedly in her ear, "See? It likes me fucking it. Only you're saying one thing and meaning another." "Ding-dong~" The doorbell rang. It rang three times, then fell silent for a moment, before ringing again. Jiang Diaokai ignored her, only caring about his own pleasure. He thrust into her roughly, pulling at her plump nipples with his teeth. The woman was already fully wet, but her vagina was sore from his ministrations, and she couldn't help but moan. After ejaculating, he pulled up his pants and went to open the door. The annoying guy outside was none other than Nangong Ji. He let Nangong Ji in sideways and said, "What, it's you?" "Who did you think it was?" Nangong Ji joked, "Only someone as shameless as me would wait outside for twenty minutes." He then gave Jiang Diaokai a suggestive look. Jiang Diaokai snorted, "Who told you to come at this hour? Who visits at this time?" "Don't say that," Nangong Ji said, "I'm starving, I came to your house for a free meal." As he spoke, he walked in unceremoniously, and Jiang Diaokai followed, saying, "How did you know my family hadn't started eating yet..."

Just as she entered the living room, Jiang Xinyue came out of the bedroom. She paused, clearly not expecting him to be there. Nangong Ji noticed her loose-fitting pajamas and the unnatural blush on her fair face.

"Sister," Nangong Ji greeted her familiarly. Jiang Xinyue smirked and hummed in response, then turned to look at Jiang Diaokai, who mocked, "A lazy bum showing up so late at night." Jiang Xinyue hadn't expected Jiang Diaokai to know what "lazy bum" meant; normally she would have been overjoyed, but today she was in no mood. She

had just realized who her true love was, but fate seemed to be playing tricks on her. Just as she voiced her feelings, Jiang Diaokai, like the first time, practically raped her again. And now, the young master Nangong, whom she had rejected twice today, had come knocking at this hour. She wondered if he was doing it on purpose or if he was genuinely looking for something to eat.

Chapter 111: The Lewd Little Wolf's Temptation in Black Silk

. Jiang Xinyue reheated the dishes, and the three of them sat down at the table to eat. Jiang Diaokai gestured towards Nangong Ji with his chin and asked, "How did you get that on your face? Who would dare touch Young Master Nangong?"

Jiang Xinyue looked up and noticed the injury on Nangong Ji's face. Nangong Ji chuckled self-deprecatingly and said, "It's nothing, just a little bump."

Jiang Diaokai clearly didn't believe him but didn't press the matter. Just then, the landline in the living room rang, and Jiang Diaokai kicked back a chair to answer it.

The dining room fell silent. Nangong Ji stared at Jiang Xinyue, noticing the red marks on her wrist when she reached out. He raised an eyebrow at her, and Jiang Xinyue seemed to sense it, withdrawing her hand and covering her wrist with her sleeve.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward. At this moment, Nangong Ji suddenly said, "I confronted my dad. I hope he can find me a stepmother as soon as possible, because he is my dad after all, and I want him to be happy and not always use being busy as an excuse to avoid something. I also told him that I have a woman I like and that I want to marry her. Dad was very surprised and asked me who she was, so I just told him directly..."

Jiang Xinyue looked at Nangong Ji in surprise, her face changing color. So Lin Nan knew about her and Nangong Ji... And the injury on Nangong Ji's face...

Nangong Ji touched his face and said, "You guessed right."

"You..." Jiang Xinyue certainly didn't approve of Nangong Ji's willful behavior and was about to criticize him when Jiang Diao drove in. She quickly concealed her expression.

Seeing Jiang Xinyue's expression, Nangong Ji's lips twitched slightly, and he casually said, "Kai, you're so lucky to have such a sister. If I could eat her cooking every day..." He seemed to choke for a moment before saying, "I'd be burning incense every day for good measure."

Jiang Diaokai scoffed, "Come on." Then he said to Jiang Xinyue, "It's just a call from Mom, nothing much."

Jiang Xinyue nodded. Her mood was already affected by Jiang Diaokai, and hearing Nangong Ji's words made her even more downcast. Nangong Ji said, "I really envy you two. If someone told me one day that it was Mom who called, I would feel very warm inside." He was telling the truth. The relationship between Jiang Diaokai and Jiang Xinyue was inextricably intertwined, destined to be entangled for life. He had not only secretly lost a blood tie, but also openly lost the bond of sibling affection.

“Oh, right,” Nangong Ji added, “I was kicked out by my dad, and I’d like to stay the night. You wouldn’t refuse, would you, sister?” He looked at Jiang Xinyue expectantly.

Jiang Xinyue was speechless. How come she hadn’t realized Nangong Ji was so shameless before? How could she answer? Not taking her in would be inappropriate, but letting him stay was something she was unwilling to do.

“Sister, do you not want me to stay? It’s okay, just say so, don’t make things difficult,” Nangong Ji added.

“No, do as you please,” Jiang Xinyue said. Her relationship with Nangong Ji wasn’t public, and she had to save face, so she reluctantly said this.

"Shouldn't you be asking me about this? I'm the head of the family," Jiang Diaokai said arrogantly. "My sister hasn't agreed to it yet. Don't you have a villa? Just go back to your own place, right?"

"It's too far," Nangong Ji said. "I won't make it to school in time."

Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji bantered casually. Jiang Xinyue tidied the table; she knew that although Jiang Diaokai said that, Nangong Ji staying overnight was a done deal.

After Jiang Diaokai entered the bedroom, his face darkened. He fiddled with his phone, ignoring Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue knew this wouldn't be easy to get over, and she was also uncomfortable with Jiang Diaokai's earlier barbarity and coercion. She ignored him and continued tidying the room.

"Don't bother, sit over there," Jiang Diaokai pointed to the large bed opposite him. "Tell me again what you said to me today."

Jiang Xinyue paused, initially wanting to ignore him, but Jiang Diaokai's expression was so unpleasant that she silently sat down opposite him.

"Say what you said today again?" Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow at her.

"What's the point of saying it?" Jiang Xinyue said in a bad mood.

"Say it!" Jiang Diaokai suddenly jumped up, startling Jiang Xinyue. He walked up to her and looked down at her, his eyes cold and sharp. "Say it again?"

"I said... I don't want to go on like this anymore. Let's go back to our simple relationship." Jiang Xinyue said bluntly.

"Is that the truth?" Jiang Diaokai's eyes were sinister and wicked. Jiang Xinyue felt a chill in her heart and dared not say anything more. Jiang Diaokai picked up his phone. "Believe it or not, I'll call Mom right now and tell her about our relationship."

Jiang Xinyue's face immediately changed: "No."

Jiang Diaokai looked at her sarcastically: "If you dare to break up with me, I dare to call right now."

Jiang Xinyue knew that Jiang Diaokai meant what he said. Her face turned pale with fright, and she dared not say another word. If her parents found out about her and Jiang Diaokai, they would definitely be furious.

Jiang Diaokai curled his lips at her, clearly mocking her. He took something out of his pocket and handed it to her: "Put this on and show it to me."

The black veils easily conjured up certain images. His tone wasn't harsh, nor was he forceful, but Jiang Xinyue knew he was threatening her, and she had to obey because she had displeased him. If she didn't comply, he might do something drastic.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she took the "thing" from his hand. Jiang Diaokai took two steps back and sat back in his chair, staring at her intently.

She turned around, took off her clothes, her underwear and panties, and stood naked in front of the boy. Then she slowly put the black veils on.

Seeing her round, snow-white buttocks, her shapely long legs, and her slender back, Jiang Diaokai became aroused, his large penis bulging out of his loose clothes. When she finished putting on the black veil, from behind, she was completely enveloped in mysterious black stockings, revealing only a slender waist and a glimpse of her fair buttocks. Her snow-white skin was faintly visible beneath the black stockings, an almost irresistible temptation.

"Turn around," he commanded.

Jiang Xinyue turned around, her cheeks flushed, her eyes darting around, unable to meet his gaze. These black veils were too sensual; she would never have worn them if it weren't for this situation.

Her upper body was clad in a long-sleeved, waist-revealing, tight-fitting sheer silk blouse. Her round, full breasts were perfectly contained by the sheer black veil, but the most wicked part was the cutout design at the nipples and areolas, which looked particularly lewd against the black veil. Her

lower body was covered in black pantyhose, but the crotch area was also cut out—a design specifically for men who enjoyed the allure of the lower body, satisfying their peculiar desires and facilitating their sexual encounters. He could penetrate her immediately simply by spreading her legs, unlike traditional stockings which required removal, making it both troublesome and less sensual.

The cutouts in the stockings revealed a triangle of thick pubic hair extending downwards, and Jiang Diaokai felt his groin rapidly swelling.

He walked over and pushed her in front of the mirror. He looked at her in the mirror, letting her see his own reflection, and said in a low voice, "Look how lewd you are."

Jiang Xinyue knew Jiang Diaokai was right. In the mirror, the places she should have covered were deliberately exposed, while the areas that didn't need covering were veiled in semi-transparent black gauze.

Jiang Diaokai touched her slightly wrinkled nipples, and after only a few touches, they swelled up, making her body look even more wanton.

"Come here, let me suckle your breasts," Jiang Diaokai commanded, sitting back in his chair and gesturing for Jiang Xinyue to sit down. Jiang Xinyue half-straddled, half-stood on his lap, the boy's erect penis pressing against her exposed genitals through the fabric. He made her cup her breasts with both hands, raising them to a suitable height, then opened his mouth and began sucking, making smacking sounds as he sucked, causing Jiang Xinyue's upper body to twitch repeatedly. Her nipples

were red, swollen, and wet from

his sucking. Jiang Diaokai gently pushed her away, looking down at his crotch. The fabric bulged and was wet; Jiang Xinyue saw it too, and her face quickly turned red. Jiang Diaokai grinned wickedly, his hand reaching between her legs. Jiang Xinyue struggled slightly, but he gripped her buttocks, immobilizing her.

He naturally uttered even more vulgar words: "I've only been drinking milk for a little while, why is it already wet down there? Are you craving a man?" he asked, looking at Jiang Xinyue.

"No..." Jiang Xinyue's cheeks flushed red. She was a physiologically normal woman; how could she not react after a man she didn't dislike had been sucking her breasts for so long?

"No? Then what is it... why is your little cunt wet?" Jiang Diaokai's words grew increasingly wicked; it seemed he was deliberately trying to humiliate her today.

Jiang Xinyue didn't speak, turning her face away. Jiang Diaokai patted her: "Sit on the bed, spread your legs, I want to take a good look."

Seeing that Jiang Xinyue didn't move, he added, "Go ahead." After saying that, he fiddled with his phone again, having already found Jiang Xinyue's sensitive spot.

Jiang Xinyue sat on the edge of the bed, watching Jiang Diaokai casually fiddling with his phone while his wicked black eyes stared straight at her. She knew she was no match for these unbridled teenagers, which was why she was being manipulated by Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji.

She looked utterly pathetic. She covered her chest with her hand, and Jiang Diaokai's eyes flashed. He coughed lightly, and Jiang Xinyue slowly lowered her hand.

"Akai, don't do this..." her voice softened, tinged with pleading.

"Open your legs," Jiang Diaokai commanded directly. He slightly raised his chin, looking down at her, completely ignoring her pleading gaze.

Jiang Xinyue lowered her eyes in disappointment. She took off her shoes, sat on the bed, bent her knees, and slowly spread her legs. The boy's gaze moved down, fixing on that spot, making her feel as if it were on fire, hot and uncomfortable.

"Hold your knees with both hands, open them wider," the boy said.

Jiang Xinyue gripped her knees and pulled them back. She knew she looked ashamed; her snow-white skin and rosy cheeks, accentuated by her black stockings, were completely exposed to the young man. Although they were already extremely intimate, she was still unaccustomed to this shameful position. What she didn't know was that another young man, Nangong Ji, was already standing outside their bedroom door. Jiang Diaokai's voice reached his ears without missing a word. Although he couldn't see what was happening inside, his imagination ran wild.

"Excellent," Jiang Diaokai said with a slight smile. "Keep this position. Now, use your hands to spread your petals apart. I want to see if the marks from before dinner are still there… the widened hole I stretched shouldn't have closed yet, right?"

Jiang Xinyue bit her lower lip, her eyes slightly closed. Her pride had been severely challenged, but she knew she had angered Jiang Diaokai. She knew she shouldn't have provoked him, but she couldn't control her mouth. She knew Jiang Diaokai would have a thousand ways to punish her if he was unhappy, and she could only accept it. She owed him, and now she could only accept the punishment.

Her slender hands moved closer, trembling slightly as she grasped the damp petals. This was the first time she had touched herself in this state, and she didn't know what to feel. She slowly pulled them apart, feeling as if she were pulling back a barrier, shamelessly exposing her most private parts to the boy's eyes.

Jiang Diaokai walked over and squatted down beside the bed. Admiring the scene before him, he said to her, "Pull it wider."

She took a soft breath, and as he wished, she felt her delicate parts widen, like a blooming flower, shamelessly opening its heart.

"So wet, no wonder you got my pants all wet." Jiang Diaokai stared at the pink and moist soft flesh and said, "Sure enough, you've been fucked by a man not long ago, your hole hasn't even closed yet. Do you even know that your little cunt is still so slutty and open? Don't you want a man to fuck you a few more times?"

Jiang Xinyue shook her head, and Jiang Diaokai smiled wickedly: "You're just saying that. I'll let it tell me for itself whether you want a man... Use one hand to pull down there, and the other hand to pull your own nipple, pulling and rubbing at the same time, see what it feels like to touch yourself?" "

I don't know how..."

"Don't know how? I'll teach you." Jiang Diaokai pulled her hand and used his index finger and thumb to spread her down there, then forced her to pinch her nipple and pulled hard.

Jiang Xinyue cried out in pain. Jiang Diaokai asked her, "Do you know how now? If not, we'll do it intermittently..."

"I know how..." Jiang Xinyue answered "obediently." Jiang Diaokai opened her hand and watched her constantly pull on her own nipple with one hand, and occasionally rub the tip with her index finger.

Before long, he saw what he wanted to see: the little fleshy hole contracted and gushed out a puddle of honey-

like fluid, which flowed down her buttocks. "You said you didn't want men, but you're drooling. Put your finger in and let me see."

Jiang Xinyue looked at Jiang Diaokai in surprise. Jiang Diaokai innocently raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong? Don't know how again? Do I have to teach you?"

Jiang Xinyue knew she couldn't escape. Her fingers trembled slightly as she parted her labia and gently inserted them. She arched her body sensitively. She had been played with like this by two boys countless times, but she herself had never... The feeling was so strange. It was so hot, so wet, and so tight inside... Jiang Diaokai increased the force, making sure her finger was fully inserted.

"What does it feel like? Is it good?" Jiang Diaokai shamelessly asked her. He knew she wouldn't answer, so he continued, "This isn't your first time, is it? You're such a good girl... Thrusting, like this..." His hand guided her movements.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Jiang Diaokai looked at her, her slender white fingers glistening with dew, sliding in and out of her small, tender opening, a sight that made one's blood boil. Outside the door, Nangong Ji turned around and gently leaned against the door, the boy's chest heaving.

"Ah, A-Kai..." Jiang Xinyue cried out, because Jiang Diaokai had lifted her up and pressed her against the door. Before she could struggle, the boy's fiery desire had already surged into her tight, constricted opening. He lifted his strong buttocks, thrusting and pounding impatiently.

"Ah...ah...mmm..." Jiang Xinyue felt the sturdy door behind her about to fall down. The large python moved, swirled, and churned in the slippery passage like a fish in water, making her gasp repeatedly.

Separated by the door, Nangong Ji felt the vibrations and passion perfectly. However, the large python in the boy's crotch was painfully suppressed, unable to release its desire.

After an unknown amount of time—

"Ah..." Nangong Ji clearly heard Jiang Xinyue let out a soft moan. The vibration on the door stopped, and then Jiang Diaokai's voice came through.

"Only you, with this tiny, tender cunt, can completely swallow my big cock. It means there's a whole world inside. But only I can fill you up, and even make so much flow out. No other man could do that. Don't you think I'm amazing?" "

...Amazing...Ah...Ah Kai, why are you..."

"Hearing you praise me makes me excited again."

"Don't do that, others will hear..."

"You mean Ji? Do you think someone like him would eavesdrop? Besides, I'm not afraid of him eavesdropping. You're mine, and I can do whatever I want openly and honestly. Those guys can only be envious and jealous..."

The door behind him opened and rattled again. Nangong Ji finally stood up and walked towards the door.

Chapter 113 Conspiracy and Truth

Midnight, Crescent Moon Bar, a scene of extravagance and debauchery. The stylishly dressed Bao Xiaoyue had her arms draped over the necks of two boys, laughing hysterically. One of the boys winked at the other, and the two of them half-dragged, half-pulled Bao Xiaoyue toward the door.

At this moment, the bar door opened, and the young man who entered immediately attracted the attention of many women. However, he ignored those alluring glances and walked straight toward Bao Xiaoyue.

"Ji..." Bao Xiaoyue pointed at him and shouted, her tongue slurred.

"Let her go." Nangong Ji's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a certain power in other people's ears.

"So she's Young Master Nangong's girl. We didn't know, if we had..." The two boys had already released Bao Xiaoyue in unison, one of them even offering a forced explanation with a dry laugh. However, seeing Nangong Ji's indifferent expression, the two walked away dejectedly.

"Ji, let's drink..." Bao Xiaoyue grabbed Nangong Ji, shaking him vigorously. Nangong Ji agreed, but then grabbed a glass of ice water and splashed it over Bao Xiaoyue's face, instantly sobering her up. Bao Xiaoyue didn't dare to get angry at Nangong Ji, but her tone carried a hint of annoyance: "Ji, what are you doing!"

"Helping you sober up." Nangong Ji casually put down the glass. "What decent girl would be out here in the middle of the night? If it weren't for me, you would have been taken advantage of by someone else long ago."

"So what if I was taken advantage of?" Bao Xiaoyue said defiantly, "Nobody cares anyway."

"Why do you sound so resentful?" Nangong Ji said half-jokingly. "There are too many people here, let's find a private room to talk."

Following Nangong Ji into the private room, Bao Xiaoyue lost control of her emotions after only a few words. She cried and complained, "What do I lack compared to her? I'm younger than her, taller than her, and prettier than her. Why are all your eyes on her? Those two bastards are even worse. I gave them everything. At first, they clung to me every day, doing this and that, but after a few days, they got tired of me and left me aside. They talk about that vixen all the time, and they even listen to eavesdropping with great interest. They're a hundred times more excited than if I were naked in front of them. I don't know what tricks she used on them. On the surface, she seems proper, but deep down she's more slutty than a vixen. She wants all the men in the world to revolve around her..."

Nangong Ji listened expressionlessly. When Bao Xiaoyue's throat was dry, he pushed a glass of water towards her and then handed her an envelope without making a sound.

Bao Xiaoyue asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

"You'll know once you see it," Nangong Ji gestured for her to open the envelope. Bao Xiaoyue took out a stack of photos from the envelope and flipped through them one by one. At first, her face was full of doubt, but slowly her face became excited.

They were all obscene photos. In the first photo, a naked girl stood in front of Nangong Ji, while a boy's fingers were pinching and playing with the girl's nipple. The girl's other nipple was already erect from being played with. On the sofa behind Nangong Ji sat three boys, Jiang Diaokai, Gao Zhao, and Bao Dalong, who watched Nangong Ji's actions with amusement, as if watching a show.

In the second photo, four neatly dressed boys sat side by side on the sofa, but their eyes were all on the coffee table in front of them. Bao Xiaoyue lay on the coffee table, her hands on her knees, her legs wide open, exposing her entire private parts. Nangong Ji's slender fingers peeled open the girl's petals, and that red spot became the focus of the boys' eyes. The scene was extremely decadent.

The third, the fourth… about ten photos, all showing boys divided into two groups, playing with girls in various positions. Some showed Bao Dalong and Gao Zhao working together, one inside a girl's vagina and the other in her mouth; others showed Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai inserting into her from both ends. In short, the photos were even more lewd than the previous ones.

“Oh my god…” Bao Xiaoyue covered her mouth and turned to Nangong Ji, “Who made these? They look so real…”

“They are real, aren’t they?” Nangong Ji asked with a half-smile.

Bao Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment: “Ah…yes, they are real…If Jiang Xinyue accidentally saw these photos, what would she think?”

Nangong Ji smiled silently, took a sip of his wine: “Given her personality, she would absolutely not accept it. That’s what makes you two so different.” His words seemed to have a hidden meaning, but Bao Xiaoyue was too excited. Her attention was entirely on the photos, and she didn’t understand the meaning behind Nangong Ji’s words at all.

"So it really was him..." Jiang Xinyue's voice ended in a sigh. She slumped into a chair in the hospital, her heart sinking into an ice cellar. After a long while, she finally took out her phone to call Yi Qingcheng. His voice came through, that mature, unique tone still captivating her. She struggled to control her emotions as she asked him for leave.

If they were just teenagers or in their early twenties, deeply in love, or if Yi Qingcheng weren't Yi Qingcheng, he wouldn't have granted her leave, and even if he had, he would have relentlessly questioned her. But that was Yi Qingcheng's charm. Even though their relationship was so passionate, sweet, and inseparable, even though she should normally rush to him the next morning, his unusual request for leave didn't elicit many questions; instead, he readily granted her half a day off.

Jiang Xinyue went to the film set, where they were filming Zheng Yihang's scenes. Director Guo Weimin's booming voice could be heard from afar. Zhong Yutong didn't get into the van, but sat on a chair to the side, quietly watching Zheng Yihang film.

"Yutong," Jiang Xinyue called her, and she only then noticed Jiang Xinyue, immediately standing up and calling back. Zhong Yutong's voice wasn't loud, but as if sensing something, Zheng Yihang looked over, his eyes meeting Jiang Xinyue's. Clearly, he was distracted; Guo Weimin was shouting and yelling in dissatisfaction, demanding a retake.

Jiang Xinyue was about to pull Zhong Yutong aside to talk when she stopped. She saw Guo Weimin shouting as he took a silver box from his pocket, carefully removing a cigar. He reached out to snatch the cigarette, but Guo Weimin immediately slapped the hand away angrily, muttering, "I only have this much stuff, showing it to you is enough..."

The exquisite box, the cigar with its special color and markings—Jiang Xinyue had clearly seen it at Yi Qingcheng's place. No wonder she felt a sense of déjà vu when she first saw Yi Qingcheng smoking; she had seen those cigarettes at Director Guo's place. These specially made, expensive cigars belonged only to Yi Qingcheng, because Jiang Xinyue had seen the initials of Yi Qingcheng's name on them. How did it end up in Director Guo's hands? And why did Director Guo treasure it?

Jiang Xinyue suddenly recalled a rumor from several months ago: there was a notorious drug lord in the entertainment industry surnamed G, and many addicts in the industry obtained their drugs from him. At the time, many people speculated that this person was Guo Weimin, but the rumor eventually faded away, and Guo Weimin even denied it.

If this rumor was true, and assuming that Guo Weimin was indeed that "drug lord," then where did Guo Weimin get his drugs? Two people who seemed completely unrelated were connected by a small cigar... Jiang Xinyue's mind was in turmoil, and she dared not think any further.

Chapter 114 Love Has No Irrationality

Jiang Xinyue thought hopefully that perhaps Zhong Yutong and Yi Qingcheng really had a relationship, but Yi Qingcheng might not necessarily be the male protagonist in the "photo scandal." She needed confirmation from Zhong Yutong herself before she would believe it. However, facing Zhong Yutong, who had just emerged from her slump and whose heart and eyes were filled with Zheng Yihang, Jiang Xinyue couldn't bring herself to ask her.

Although Zhong Yutong was chatting with Jiang Xinyue, her gaze kept drifting towards Zheng Yihang, her eyes filled with unwavering attention and dependence. Jiang Xinyue knew that Zhong Yutong was the kind of girl who could live and die for love; she would give her all to every relationship, and therefore, she would be hurt very deeply.

Jiang Xinyue believed Zhong Yutong's words. She said that without Zheng Yihang, she didn't know what she would become. She couldn't bear loss and betrayal anymore, and if Zheng Yihang left her again, she would collapse. Faced with Zhong Yutong's words, Jiang Xinyue fell silent. She felt that mentioning Yi Qingcheng's name in front of Zhong Yutong was cruel.

"Xinyue, wait a little longer. Yihang will finish work soon. He'll definitely be disappointed when he sees you leave," Zhong Yutong pleaded with Jiang Xinyue.

"No, it's enough that you're here to wait for him," Jiang Xinyue patted Zhong Yutong's hand and turned to leave. She returned to Half Moon Bay with mixed feelings. She wanted to pretend nothing was wrong, but it was impossible. When Yi Qingcheng hugged her, although her heart was still immersed in his warmth, she still gently pushed him away. She said she needed to tidy up the room first. Yi Qingcheng looked at her for a while but didn't force her to do anything. But she knew he must have noticed her awkwardness. Even after Jiang Xinyue left the Yi residence after work, the atmosphere between them hadn't eased.

Back home, Jiang Xinyue felt a heavy weight on her heart. She so desperately longed for him, for to see him, to look at him, to hold him… Yet, on the very second day of their relationship, they parted on bad terms. Did this make her feel any better? Absolutely not! Didn't she already know what kind of person he was before she even met him? But love is never rational. She had gradually fallen for him during their time together, and now, even if she wanted to extricate herself, it was probably too late.

That evening, Jiang Xinyue called Jiang Cheng and told him about the DNA test results. Yi Qingcheng was very likely Zhong Yutong's ex-boyfriend, and also the person behind Zhong Yutong's rise to fame. There was a strong possibility that Yi Qingcheng was the male protagonist in the recent sex scandal. Jiang Xinyue initially thought that neither the "sex photo scandal" nor her close relationship with Zhong Yutong had anything to do with the case. However, Jiang Cheng became excited after hearing her words. He astutely brought up the recent rumors about a drug lord surnamed "G," and the TV series that made Zhong Yutong famous was directed by the same "G" director. If Zhong Yutong's backer was Yi Qingcheng, then Yi Qingcheng and this "G" director must have known each other for a long time, perhaps even been very familiar with each other…

Even Jiang Cheng mentioned the previous rumors, which meant there was only one possibility: the "rumors" had already been confirmed as true in certain circles. Otherwise, how could Jiang Cheng, with his status, make such inferences so easily? After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xinyue realized her palms were sweaty. Jiang Cheng had given her many encouraging words, urging her to keep up the good work. But she didn't mention the cigars.

The next day, Jiang Xinyue brought a cup of coffee to Yi Qingcheng's study.

"Xinyue." As she turned around, Yi Qingcheng called out to her. She hesitated and stopped. Yi Qingcheng had already walked over and hugged her tightly.

"Xinyue, are you sulking with me?" he asked.

"No..."

"Still saying no?" He turned her around, put his arm around her waist, and stared intently into her eyes. "Is there something I did that you're not satisfied with?"

Jiang Xinyue gently shook her head. She hadn't expected Yi Qingcheng to say that. In her heart, Yi Qingcheng was unattainable, but even the noblest person bowed their head in the face of love.

"If I did something wrong, you must tell me, and I will make sure you are satisfied. Xinyue, I've never felt this way before. I believe you are the first and only woman I've ever loved. Please believe me, I will never do anything to hurt you, and I will be completely open and honest with you. Please believe me..."

Jiang Xinyue hugged Yi Qingcheng tightly, her eyes a little moist. His words, though short, came from such a man, and they couldn't help but move her. Yi Qingcheng pulled her closer and gently kissed her lips. She stood on tiptoe to respond, and passion ignited in an instant. Actually, they should have done this yesterday. Every second apart after falling in love is agonizing for both of them. Now, Jiang Xinyue wants to set aside all the distractions and focus solely on wholeheartedly "loving" the man before her.

Chapter 115: The Little Rabbit Falls into the Trap –

Love is the same for everyone, but different men express it differently. Whenever Jiang Xinyue thinks of Jiang Diaokai, besides feeling guilty, she also feels suffocated. Because whenever she's in his presence, he always wants to possess her, never letting her leave his side. Even when he's playing games, he holds her close. Not to mention making love, it's like a rain-soaked begonia, he wants to drain her dry.

On the surface, Nangong Ji seemed to be playing the long game, rarely seeing her more than once every ten days or so, and their intimate encounters were completely irregular, sometimes even less than once a month. But each time, Nangong Ji would go to great lengths to play with her body, pushing her limits with lewd and obscene language. He was practically the first person whose words matched his actions. However, afterward, Jiang Xinyue could never reconcile his actions with his refined and handsome face.

Yi Qingcheng, on the other hand, was different for Jiang Xinyue, which was one of the reasons she was deeply infatuated with him. Jiang Xinyue knew he was a man with very strong desires; during their lovemaking, he had said some unspeakable "love" things, such as wanting to drink her "milk" every day. But Yi Qingcheng was far more restrained than the two boys. He possessed an aura that commanded respect, yet he skillfully concealed his domineering nature in front of her. He never forced anything on her, not even asking her to spend the night with him. After they established a romantic relationship, he didn't indulge in daily physical pleasure as he claimed.

Sometimes, even when time allowed, he would restrain his desire for her, because a man like him had long understood the importance of moderation; otherwise, it would hurt both himself and others, and even become a major hidden danger in the future. If he had enough time, he would make love to her every two days, and each time Jiang Xinyue would be startled by his surging passion. It was then that Jiang Xinyue realized that it wasn't that he didn't want to touch her, but that restraint had become a habit for him.

He took her out to events more frequently, and in public, he didn't hide his importance and affection for her. At first, some people made advances towards her in social situations, but gradually, Yi Qingcheng's attitude towards her made these people dare not act inappropriately anymore. Although Yi Qingcheng had never publicly stated that she was his girlfriend, many people had an unspoken understanding. What

moved and made Jiang Xinyue feel guilty was that Yi Qingcheng really did as he said, and no longer held anything back from her. He was slowly opening up everything to her, and she was stepping into his heart step by step, on a winding and deep path, and she walked it with trepidation. Because she knew that while she was passionately in love with Yi Qingcheng, she was also prying into the privacy of the person she loved most. Perhaps one day she would expose all these secrets to the public, and the thought of betraying this relationship made her afraid to think further.

Her emotions were completely aligned with Yi Qingcheng, while her reason struggled fiercely. She felt as if she had almost split into two people, these two figures constantly tug-of-war within her heart. She quickly obtained the password to Yi Qingcheng's study. Yi Qingcheng was very confident in the security system of "Half Moon Bay," so he hadn't even installed any surveillance equipment in his study. This meant she could easily enter his study and check his computer files. But she hesitated to act.

The password to his study was "Crescent Angel." After an intimate moment, Jiang Xinyue stroked the necklace around his neck and tentatively said, "My name is engraved on the back. It's strange, I always feel that it should belong to me."

"You like it? Then I'll have someone make an identical one for you another day." Yi Qingcheng had always been very generous to her, but this time he refused to part with it, showing how important the necklace was to him.

Jiang Xinyue shook her head: "I'm just curious who gave this to you. Was there a girl with the same name as me before?"

"Absolutely not. Are you jealous? You might not believe me, but it's true… this is a gift from an angel. Over the years, I've often had a dream, and I often touch the name on the back. After meeting you, I finally believe in fate. It was fate that led me to you…"

Jiang Xinyue looked up at him; his expression was serious and solemn. Of course, she didn't believe angels existed, but she believed every word he said.

But no matter how much she delayed or tormented herself, Jiang Xinyue knew she had no choice. She finally sneaked into Yi Qingcheng's study, turned on the computer, and entered the key. She tentatively entered "New Moon Angel" and surprisingly, successfully entered the system.

Jiang Xinyue never dreamed that her mission would be executed so smoothly after she started dating Yi Qingcheng. What kind of deep affection did Yi Qingcheng have for "New Moon Angel" that would lead him to disregard the rules and set the same password for everyone in the house? He certainly hadn't listened to the security consultant's advice, and he certainly hadn't expected the woman he loved most to betray him.

Jiang Xinyue had some financial knowledge, and she nervously browsed through the confidential accounts of the Qingcheng Group, finding no flaws. When she shut down the computer, she closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh.

When she told Jiang Cheng that there were no problems with the Qingcheng Group's finances, Jiang Cheng's simple question shattered all her hopes. Jiang Cheng said, "Xinyue, perhaps you've heard of a 'Net within a Net'?"

A 'Net within a Net'? Jiang Xinyue had never heard of it before. In other words, two networks were set up on Yi Qingcheng's computer, and she had only entered the surface network. Cracking the "network within a network" was extremely complex. Jiang Cheng mentioned the IT genius "JD," and asked Jiang Xinyue to seek external assistance, with him covering the costs. From his tone, Jiang Xinyue knew he didn't know JD was Jiang Diaokai.

Why would she seek out Jiang Diaokai? If Jiang Diaokai knew she was doing something so dangerous, he would have stopped her long ago. Did the "network within a network" Jiang Cheng spoke of really exist? Jiang Xinyue hoped that Captain Jiang was just making things up because he was too eager to solve the case, but she knew Jiang Cheng wasn't that kind of person. She searched online and found that "networks within networks" did indeed exist, and her recently relieved anxiety returned.

After work, Jiang Xinyue unexpectedly received a call from Bao Xiaoyue. Jiang Xinyue was a little puzzled, wondering what Bao Xiaoyue wanted, because although she had Bao Xiaoyue's phone number, the two had never contacted each other directly. On the phone, Bao Xiaoyue's voice was somewhat broken. She asked to meet her at the New Moon Bar, saying she had something important to tell her.

After hanging up, Jiang Xinyue felt uneasy, sensing that Bao Xiaoyue's mood was strange, and worried that something might have happened to her. She quickly went to the New Moon Bar, entered the private room, and immediately saw Bao Xiaoyue's swollen eyes. Bao Xiaoyue called out "Sister," her voice hoarse, her eyes already red before she could speak.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Jiang Xinyue quickly asked.

Bao Xiaoyue wiped her eyes and handed Jiang Xinyue a paper bag: "Take a look at this." Jiang Xinyue suspiciously took the bag and opened it. After seeing the obscene photos, her face completely changed.

A venomous glint flashed in Bao Xiaoyue's eyes: "Sister, I didn't want to tell you. I've been holding back, but I finally couldn't. I don't want you to follow in my footsteps, I don't want you to be played by them again..."

Jiang Xinyue slowly raised her head, the photo in her hand trembling slightly: "What... what happened?" She could hardly bring herself to ask such a question.

"Sister, are you alright?" Bao Xiaoyue grabbed Jiang Xinyue's hand, tears streaming down her face. She cried, "I should have told you sooner... those four are all beasts... Sister, you probably don't know, but my dad is the owner of 'Huayu,' and Bao Dalong and I are half-siblings. That day, my dad and brother said they wanted to introduce me to some friends, and I believed them. But later I found out that my dad was just giving me away as a gift to curry favor. That day, there were Ji, Kai, Gao Zhao, and my brother in the private room. The four of them... just like you see in the photo. At first, I couldn't accept it, but..." I couldn't resist their coercion. They kept saying how much they liked me and that they would always be good to me... I lost my virginity and finally had no choice but to give in. From then on, they did it to me every day... I can't even bring myself to talk about what they did to me. At first, I thought they really liked me, and I accepted it even though society didn't allow it. But after a few days, they got tired of me. That's when I found out that they had already slept with many girls before me. Whenever one of them met a girl he liked, all four of them would share her. You know men like novelty, because my sister and I look a bit alike... They became interested in my older sister, constantly spewing vulgarities at me, saying they didn't know what she tasted like, and that sleeping with her was even better than sleeping with my younger sister. But because of her status as my older sister, they didn't act so brazenly. However, later they conspired to let Kai go first, and once Kai had conquered you, then they would let Ji go. They deliberately didn't let you know that this was a pre-arranged plan, so that you would be terrified and on edge every time you were with Ji, and you wouldn't know how they would laugh at you behind your back. These past few days, I've heard them say that the time is right, and they're planning to have all four of them play together. "Well... Ever since they turned their interest to my sister, they've been ignoring me and treating me rudely. But I know that once they get their hands on my sister, they'll quickly discard her like they did with me, and then my sister will be the one who gets hurt. Besides, my sister is different from me. She has a status, a job, and is of marriageable age. If they play her, who will want her then?"

Bao Xiaoyue, afraid that Jiang Xinyue wouldn't believe her, took out some other photos from her bag. These photos were of different young girls, all of them photos of four boys having a 5P with them.

Jiang Xinyue didn't know how she left Xinyue Bar. Her mind was filled with those obscene scenes, and Bao Xiaoyue's words echoed in her ears: "These past few days they've been planning to play with (my sister) all four of them together..."

In the Flower Rain private room, several young girls sent by Boss Bao were energetically dancing a striptease to lively music. They had already stripped down to their underwear, their youthful and voluptuous bodies twisting and turning in various provocative movements, their large eyes under heavy eyeshadow hotly electrifying the four boys. Gao Zhao and Bao Dalong were getting parched.

"Damn, that's fucking hot. I haven't touched such a tender virgin in ages. I'll let off some steam today," Gao Zhao said.

"Better than nothing," Bao Dalong surprisingly replied in a literary tone, earning him an eye roll from Gao Zhao. The other two people in the private room, however, seemed a bit distracted by this breathtaking scene.

No one heard Jiang Diao's phone ring, but he picked it up, gestured for the music to turn down, and his lazy voice rang out: "Missing me? You can't wait to call me after work?"

Gao Zhao deliberately shivered: "Why are these cherries so sour? I finally managed to keep you here once, and you're already pushing me? I might as well just tie you to my belt. Is it really necessary to go to such lengths?"

A bunch of cherries flew at him, and Gao Zhao dodged them. Jiang Diaokai made a provocative gesture, but a smile played on his lips: "What... Ji? What... um..." Jiang Diaokai hung up the phone, his lips still lightly curved with a spring-like smile.

"It was my sister on the phone?" Nangong Ji asked casually.

"Yeah." Jiang Diaokai hummed in response, picking up his backpack. "Take me home. She said you left something at my house last time, so you can pick it up."

"Last time?" Bao Dalong's eyes widened. "The eldest young master lives at the eldest brother's house?"

"Something's up." Gao Zhao's eyes narrowed. "Tell me, is there some kind of affair? You two are so nice, leaving me and Bao Dalong out of the picture..."

Before Gao Zhao could finish, Jiang Diaokai grabbed a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth. He and Nangong Ji walked out of the private room one after the other.

Chapter 116 Two Wolves Eat Sheep (3P Warning)

Jiang Diao opened the door to a pitch-black room. He turned on the light and slipped on his slippers, saying, "Hey, what are you doing? It's so late and you haven't turned on the light."

As soon as the living room light came on, Jiang Xinyue sat upright on the sofa, still wearing her work suit. Hearing the voice, her face was stiff and expressionless.

Jiang Diao was confused and glanced at Nangong Ji. Nangong Ji, however, immediately noticed the paper bag on the coffee table. He understood, but remained silent.

"Sister," Nangong Ji greeted politely. Knowing they were about to expose the charade, only the young master Nangong would play along to the end. However, Jiang Xinyue didn't react, not even looking at them.

Jiang Diaokai walked over and deliberately looked her up and down: "Why aren't you changing your clothes or turning on the lights? What are you doing sitting here?" Jiang Diaokai thought Jiang Xinyue was angry because he came back late, and he felt a little smug. Seeing that she still didn't react, he went up and grabbed her hand, "I'm hungry, come eat with me."

Jiang Xinyue suddenly shook him off, her strength making Jiang Diaokai suspicious. At this moment, he saw the paper bag on the coffee table and suddenly had a premonition, "What's this?" He picked up the paper bag as he spoke, pulling out the photos inside and looking at them one by one. Nangong Ji, who had been standing by seemingly uninvolved, also came over.

"Damn, who is this? Making it look so real." Jiang Diaokai cursed. Knowing the reason, he felt a little pleased, muttering, "So she's jealous..."

"You believe this? I haven't even touched Bao Xiaoyang." Jiang Diaokai threw the photos on the coffee table.

"I can testify, neither of us touched her." Nangong Ji interjected unhurriedly. Jiang Diaokai glanced back at Nangong Ji, sensing something awkward about his words, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Bao Xiaoyang already told me, and you still want to lie to me?" Jiang Xinyue raised her head, her voice heavy with suppressed anger, her eyes filled with disappointment and accusation.

"What did she say?" Jiang Diaokai asked, confused.

“I never imagined it was all a meticulously planned scheme from beginning to end. Why did you choose me? Even if you're my sister, we share the same bloodline, and besides…” Jiang Xinyue’s eyes welled up with tears, “And you…” Jiang Xinyue looked at Nangong Ji, “The first time he brought you home, I felt an instant connection with you. When you said you had no mother since you were little, I felt so sorry for you… I never imagined you were so despicable, actually conspiring… First it was you, almost forcing me into that incestuous act, then it was you, under your coercion, I had to have sex with you. What’s worse is that you had all planned this beforehand, yet you kept me in the dark. Every time I was with you, I was trembling with fear, afraid that A-Kai would find out, while you secretly mocked me. The next step is the four of you humiliating me… Aren’t you afraid of retribution?”

Jiang Diaokai’s expression changed drastically halfway through his conversation. He turned and looked coldly at Nangong Ji: “Is what she said true?”

"It's true." Nangong Ji answered calmly, his eyes meeting Jiang Diaokai's without flinching. Jiang Diaokai's gaze blazed with fury, while Nangong Ji remained calm and resolute.

Jiang Diaokai's hands clenched into fists, his knuckles cracking. Perhaps his iron fist would come hurtling down at any moment. Nangong Ji knew he couldn't beat him, but he showed no fear, simply saying calmly, "I was the one who found her first, and I was the one who showed you the photos. At the time, you clearly knew I was interested in her, yet you concealed the fact that she was your sister. You even said you didn't like women who looked like bean sprouts, and I told you not to get involved in the future, and you acquiesced... And another time, she was drunk, and you told me she was your sister, twelve years older than us, and that I shouldn't even think about her. What did I say to you? I said if you didn't touch her, I wouldn't touch her, but what did you do afterward? I noticed you touched her very quickly, and you clearly knew I had found her before you, and that what I saw wasn't just a photo, but the real her—how she swallowed a man's entire penis, how she moaned seductively. I..." "My feelings are even stronger than yours. You should understand the feeling of wanting her so intensely that it drives you crazy... But when I found out you touched her, I felt a pang of jealousy, yet it felt justified. Whenever I imagined myself with her, I never excluded you. I know no matter what I say, you'll hate me. Consider it a debt I owe you. I owed you a knife before too. If it weren't for you, I might not be standing here now. Remember our vow? To be brothers for life, sharing joys and sorrows. Gao Zhao joked, 'Come on, you're having women to play with,' and we didn't object. Actually, we tacitly agreed... It's just that now I've met a different woman. If you want to hit me, go ahead. I won't fight back. Consider it a debt I owe you."

Jiang Diao's hand remained clenched, but the strength weakened. He couldn't bring himself to attack Nangong Ji because Nangong Ji was right. Nangong Ji discovered her first. If it weren't for the stimulation of those photos he had, he might have waited two or three years before even considering Jiang Xinyue. He knew Nangong Ji was interested in Jiang Xinyue, yet he warned him not to even think about her. He only wanted to possess her, never intending to share her with Nangong Ji. Subconsciously, he still viewed Nangong Ji as a dangerous person, especially whenever he visited their house; he would pay close attention to any interaction between them…

“Stop acting in front of me, it disgusts me,” Jiang Xinyue said, drawing the attention of both boys, especially Jiang Diaokai. His gaze sent a chill down her spine. Suppressing her discomfort, she said, “If you want to play games, go find someone else. I can’t afford it, and I don’t want to. I don’t want my parents to know about this. I’ll send you your tuition and living expenses every month…” With that, she stood up, went into the bedroom, grabbed her pre-packed suitcase, and headed out.

Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji blocked her at the door.

“Where are you going?” Jiang Diaokai asked coldly. He had always thought Jiang Xinyue would never leave him, even after he practically forced himself on her, she still forgave him. Subconsciously, he had always felt a bit spoiled and arrogant. He never expected her to be so heartless this time.

Had she cheated on him? Even though it was Nangong Ji, he was still extremely upset. She had been cheating on him, having a good time with another man, and he hadn't known a thing.

"It's none of your business," Jiang Xinyue said, trying to storm out, but he pushed her back inside, slamming the door shut.

"Open it, calm down," Nangong Ji patted Jiang Diao Kai, facing Jiang Xinyue. "Xinyue, those photos are fake. Haven't you realized it after all this time? We have absolutely no connection with Bao Xiaoyang."

Jiang Xinyue's expression shifted. Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow and said, "Ji, no need to explain to her. Didn't you just say you were trembling with fear when you were cheating outside? Now you don't need to. I'll let you play openly. If I can't satisfy you, how about adding Ji?"

A faint smile appeared on Nangong Ji's lips. Jiang Xinyue was shocked: "What do you want to do?"

"Be good, don't be temperamental. Now you know it's a misunderstanding. Kai and I have you, how could we be interested in other women? It's even more impossible for us to share you with other men. You're such a silly girl, actually believing such a thing." Nangong Ji's tone was gentle and half-doting, as if he were talking to a teenage girl.

If she weren't panicked, Jiang Xinyue would have already gotten goosebumps all over. Now she just wanted to escape from these two little devils. She glanced coldly and rushed towards the door, but Jiang Diaokai pressed her against the door.

"Let me go, let me go!" Jiang Xinyue shouted.

“Why are you running? Aren’t you sexually frustrated? Didn’t you want us both to have our way with you?” Jiang Diaokai said sarcastically, picking her up from behind and pressing her against the edge of the bed. Jiang Xinyue struggled incessantly.

Nangong Ji walked over and pinned down her other arm. With her body controlled by the two boys, Jiang Xinyue couldn’t move at all.

“Let me go! What are you doing!” Jiang Xinyue gasped for breath, her heaving chest attracting the boys’ attention.

“Kai, maybe we were twins in our past lives. We’d each be held by our mother, nursing together, sucking on her nipples together. Wouldn’t that be fun?”

“No…no…ah…” Jiang Xinyue’s top and bra had been roughly pushed up to her collarbone by the boys, her two perfectly round, white breasts swaying with her struggles.

“They’re a whole size bigger than when I first saw them,” Nangong Ji said lewdly.

“We’ve made them bigger,” Jiang Diaokai said.

"It was you, wasn't it? I haven't touched her many times." Nangong Ji was still bothered.

Jiang Diao snorted: "Does stealing food have a limit on the number of times?" He pressed his face against her chest, gently licking her nipple with his tongue.

Nangong Ji did the same. Soon, her nipple stood erect, glistening and erotically covered with the boys' saliva.

"Don't do this..." Jiang Xinyue regretted it. She should have expected this outcome, but she was too angry at the time and acted rashly, confronting the two boys directly.

The boys' two nimble tongues licked, teased, hooked, and swirled around her tender red nipples before taking them into their mouths and sucking vigorously. A strong tingling sensation spread from her breasts to her limbs. Jiang Xinyue wanted to push them away, but her hands were held tightly by the boys.

It would be understandable if two baby boys were sucking on her breasts, but they were both over sixteen, over 1.8 meters tall, yet they were lying on her chest, sucking on her nipples, one on each side. The scene was truly bizarre and lewd.

"If only there were milk, I dream of sucking on my mother's nipples," Nangong Ji said, still unsatisfied.

"How does it taste over there?" Jiang Diao asked, staring at the glistening nipples that Ji had sucked.

"It's sweet, fragrant, and tastes like breast milk," Nangong Ji replied, pinching her full breast with his hand, making her left breast twice as high, the nipple standing erect. Jiang Diaokai smirked, moved his head over, and sucked on the swollen nipple. Nangong Ji, however, pinched the other nipple between two fingers, rubbing it incessantly. Jiang Diaokai cooperatively grabbed Jiang Xinyue's arms.

"Stop it..." she almost pleaded, her chest already extremely sensitive from the two boys' play, and now their pinching and sucking made her involuntarily react, her upper body gently undulating, yet she felt humiliated.

"How is it?" Nangong Ji asked deliberately.

"Just as you said, it tastes wonderful," Jiang Diaokai said, deliberately looking at Jiang Xinyue. The two boys switched positions and began sucking on their respective nipples. As Jiang Diaokai sucked, his teeth snapped shut.

"Ah..." Jiang Xinyue cried out, tears welling in her eyes from the pain. Looking at her left nipple, she saw Jiang Diaokai's teeth marks.

"That's ruthless, I couldn't bear to do that," Nangong Ji said.

"This is punishment, who told her to make me a cuckold?" Jiang Diaokai was seething with anger.

"I forced her," Nangong Ji explained.

"If she didn't want to, no amount of forcing her would work." Jiang Diaokai was unreasonable and didn't even think about how he had forced her in the first place.

"You little bitch, are you going to look for other men again?" Jiang Diaokai bit her again, and the tears welling up in Jiang Xinyue's eyes streamed down her face.

"You two bastards, you cuckolds..." she cursed.

"Why are you dragging me into this? What did I do to deserve this, one a cuckold, the other a bastard?" Nangong Ji feigned innocence.

"Well said." Jiang Diaokai cheered, but his mouth didn't stop, biting her areola hard again.

"Ah..." Pain mixed with a little pleasure, Jiang Xinyue's face almost contorted.

"Stop being stubborn, just say you won't look for other men again." Nangong Ji played the good cop.

Jiang Xinyue also had a strong temper, but she couldn't withstand Jiang Diaokai's repeated torment. She finally relented, "I won't... I won't..."

Only then did Jiang Diaokai release her. Nangong Ji wiped away the tears on her face, "This is our darling, very obedient..."

Jiang Xinyue knew that she was now a lamb on a chopping board, and no matter how much she struggled, it was futile. This day would always come. Ever since she had a relationship with Nangong Ji, she had been terrified of this day. Now her age advantage was completely gone. She was just a woman, even a little woman, and they only wanted to play with her, even humiliate her, punish her, set rules for her, or even give her a hard time. Thinking of this, she closed her eyes somewhat resignedly.

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Chapter 117 Two Wolves Eat Sheep (Evil Intent)_Although

she resisted psychologically, after all, both of them were young men with whom she had had sexual relations. At twenty-eight years old, her body had long been played with and trained by the young men to be extremely sensitive. Two heads pressed against her chest, sucking tirelessly. Normally, she could barely handle it alone, let alone with two boys wickedly teasing and sucking. The scene before her was somewhat ridiculous, even perverse, but her body's reaction was real. Her nipples were already swollen and wet. Every light brush or touch from the boys sent a tingling, electric sensation through her body. She bit her lip, resisting the excitement within her and the boys' wicked biting.

Time was still long; they weren't in a hurry for their main meal, but instead slowly savored their pre-meal dessert, as if they had truly returned to infancy, each possessing a breast. Only their actions were far more wicked than those of infants. They sucked for a full twenty minutes before finally releasing her, admiring their handiwork.

"They're all swollen from our sucking," Jiang Diaokai said, staring at the two white, round breasts, the nipples glistening with their saliva, full of erotic imagery.

“Her breasts look even prettier now. I think any man who sees those breasts will be itching to sleep with her, believe it or not?” Nangong Ji said.

“Damn it.” Jiang Diaokai cursed, “Besides you, if anyone dares to look at me again, I’ll gouge their eyes out.”

“Can’t you guys stop saying such disgusting things?” Jiang Xinyue was already weak from the boy’s sucking, and she protested weakly with a slight frown.

“What, disgusted?” Nangong Ji turned his gaze over her bare upper body and looked into her eyes, his tone slightly mischievous, “I said something even more disgusting, didn’t you just repeat what I said?”

Jiang Xinyue’s face turned red instantly, and she shut her mouth. Jiang Diaokai asked curiously, “What did you say?”

“Ask her.”

“What did I learn from her?” Jiang Diaokai moved closer to Jiang Xinyue, but Jiang Xinyue turned her face away and ignored him.

"Did you know that there are three types of women's breasts: hemispherical, pointed, and fried egg-shaped? The hemispherical shape is the most perfect, and Xinyue has this shape, taking it to the extreme. Such beautiful breasts are probably one in a million."

"I didn't expect you to know so much about women's breasts." Jiang Diaokai said with a hint of sarcasm.

Nangong Ji ignored him, smacked his lips, and deliberately licked his lips with his tongue. This action seemed wicked and charming on a refined young man like him: "This is the first time I've tasted it for so long. It really has a milky flavor, just like actually sucking it. Although her figure is perfect, the taste of her breasts is really a bit like a woman who has given birth. Every time I suck it, I feel like I'm back to my childhood."

Jiang Xinyue's body stiffened, and Jiang Diaokai was also stunned for a moment before saying, "Nonsense, now that you've finished sucking the milk, what's next?"

"Of course, it's to look at her vulva." Nangong Ji's words were shocking, but Jiang Diaokai certainly meant the same thing.

Jiang Xinyue nervously squeezed her legs together. It wasn't the first time they'd seen her, cruelly toyed with her, and she'd heard lewd words, but she still couldn't accept being with two people together. She pleaded, "What do I have to do for you to let me go today? I don't like this, it's really perverted..." "

Perverted?" Jiang Diaokai stared at her, his gaze cold. "You don't like it? Then why did you seduce Ji behind my back? He's my classmate, my brother, the same age as me! Don't you find that disgusting? You seduced him just to enjoy this day, didn't you? What do you have to do for us to let you go? Ha... Unless you've never seduced any other man besides me, can you do that?"

"I didn't seduce him, he..."

"He forced you, didn't he? But would a chaste and virtuous woman submit to being forced? If so, there would be no such thing as a chastity arch." Jiang Diaokai said viciously and unreasonably.

Jiang Xinyue knew she could never win an argument with him, even if the truth was on her side, Jiang Diaokai always had the talent to turn white into black.

"No..." To the boys, her light resistance seemed to encourage their burgeoning desire to conquer. In no time, they had ripped off her skirt and panties. Her legs were pressed down by the boys, all the way to her waist, her lower abdomen slightly arched, squeezing her breasts until they appeared snow-white and radiant, her private parts exposed, facing the ceiling.

Jiang Xinyue had no strength left to struggle; she simply closed her eyes in humiliation.

"Tsk tsk," Nangong Ji exclaimed, actually asking Jiang Diaokai, "Was my father her first man? If so, then it's good to keep the good stuff within the family..." He seemed to be bringing up these kinds of suggestive topics all day.

Jiang Diaokai scoffed: "Of course it's good to keep the good stuff within the family..." because her first man was his damned father, he cursed inwardly.

“That’s it,” Nangong Ji said deliberately, staring at her private parts for a long time. “So beautiful, no less than her breasts. Is she really twenty-eight? Her pussy is so tender, almost like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old virgin . It’s so tight every time I fuck her.”

Jiang Diao Kai also looked at the alluring scenery between her legs. Plump white, pink, and jet black… three ordinary colors combined with nature’s natural creation had created such a seductive and alluring vulva.

And now, under the wolfish gazes of the two boys, those small, tender petals were shyly closed, making one want to immediately pry them open to see the spring scenery at the “winding path” leading to the secluded spot.

“You… don’t look at me like that.” Jiang Xinyue covered her cheeks with her hands, wishing she could turn into smoke and disappear in front of the two boys immediately. She had never experienced such a scene before, being defiled by two boys at the same time. But her lack of confidence immediately brought laughter from the two boys. Not only did they ignore her, but they also intensified their actions.

“It’s just a pity…” Jiang Diaokai paused, “It seems like something’s missing. Wouldn’t it be even more beautiful if there were dewdrops on the petals?”

Nangong Ji smiled knowingly, “That’s easy, I’ll sacrifice my looks and do a striptease.”

“Then watch closely.” Jiang Diaokai said, looking at Jiang Xinyue. He adjusted the angle of Jiang Xinyue’s face with one hand, then lowered his head and said to her, “Watch closely, this is the first time Ji has ever seen this before. Other women will never see this in their lives. Open your eyes wide. If you close your eyes, you know, I have a million ways to make you open them, be good.” After saying that, he patted Jiang Xinyue’s cheek.

Both boys were still wearing school uniforms. Nangong Ji had already taken off his trousers and underwear, wearing only a slightly oversized t-shirt. His thick, long penis emerged from under the hem of the t-shirt, standing tall. The huge genitals contrasted sharply with his slender frame and refined face, creating a shocking effect that made one’s blood boil.

"Isn't my penis the most beautiful you've ever seen?" Nangong Ji asked her softly, his eyes filled with allure.

Jiang Xinyue naturally refused to answer. The young man chuckled, "Don't understand? Should I put it more simply? Like that time?"

"That time?" Jiang Diaokai looked at Jiang Xinyue with bright eyes, feeling both jealous and curious.

"Yes." Jiang Xinyue finally spoke, as if afraid he would say something. She was telling the truth. Nangong Ji had fair skin, and although his penis was large, it was extremely beautiful, a fleshy pink all over, with the glans at the tip being particularly pink and rosy, looking unusually clean and pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Diaokai scoffed, "Pervert, even this is better than..."

Nangong Ji's lips curled into a smile, his slender fingers beginning to touch himself, his rosy lips parting slightly, deliberately emitting sexy moans that would make a woman's bones melt.

“New Moon, look at me, you know, I got an erection the moment I walked into the living room and saw you sitting on the sofa. My crotch is bulging, it hurts and it’s hard. I really want to strip you naked right now, lift your little ass, and fuck you hard, fuck you until you moan and beg me to go deeper and faster…” Nangong Ji uttered lewd words while his hands didn’t stop. Soon, a little bit of clear liquid secreted from the head of his penis. “Hmm, I’m so eager for my little sister that I’m crying…”

Jiang Diao chuckled: “My little sister wants it too.” "You're dreaming."

When the two looked again, the petals were still tightly closed, but moisture had seeped from the gaps and slowly trickled down to her buttocks. Jiang Diaokai wiped it with his hand, getting it all on his fingers for Jiang Xinyue to see, his words wicked: "What is this? You got all worked up after a striptease and a few teasing remarks? And you said you didn't want to be fucked by the two of us? Then tell me, what's flowing out of your little cunt? Tell me!"

Jiang Xinyue was overwhelmed with shame. Jiang Diaokai's words were harsh and his attitude was rude. Her eyes filled with tears of shame. Why did fate have to make her go through this? She really didn't want to, but she was just a mortal. This body wasn't something that reason could control. After all, she had maintained such a long physical relationship with these two young men. How could she be like a puppet?

Chapter 118 Two Wolves Eat Sheep 3

"You guys are so mean... Why did you do this to me?" Jiang Xinyue cried, but even her crying lacked conviction. At twenty-eight, she was being bullied like this by two sixteen-year-old boys. Yet, her delicate private parts were overflowing with moisture, slowly flowing downwards, her tightly closed labia dampened by dew.

Nangong Ji took out his phone to take pictures, teasing Jiang Diaokai, "This is what real tears look like." Jiang Diaokai laughed, "How did you even think of that?"

Nangong Ji said, "Kai, what would happen if these photos were uploaded online? Do you think netizens would vote her 'Number One Beautiful Vagina'?"

Jiang Diaokai smirked arrogantly, "Of course."

"You... Don't do this!" Jiang Xinyue's eyes widened as she struggled to grab the phone, but Nangong Ji dodged her.

Jiang Diaokai watched coldly, mockingly saying, "The way you're grabbing a phone with your lower body naked and your breasts exposed... tsk tsk..."

Jiang Xinyue quickly squatted down, burying her face in her hands. She couldn't believe that she, a dignified reporter, had fallen into the hands of these two wicked boys: "Please, let me go..."

"Kai, want to play a game?" Nangong Ji said, seeing Jiang Diaokai's interested eyes, he continued, "Let's play a role-playing game." As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Xinyue, "You don't want to see Ji and I quarrel over a woman, do you? Since you don't want to, then you can only accept being our woman, that's an unchangeable fact. The photos don't have to be posted online, but you have to cooperate with us in this game, otherwise you know what Kai and I are capable of, right?"

"What role-playing?" Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Keep the names as they are. The more chaotic the relationships, the more exciting it will be. Rape, incest, voyeurism, a threesome—exciting enough? You play Xinyue's son, who accidentally sees his mother changing clothes and gets wicked, raping her. It just so happens that the classmate who invited you over—that's me—sees this, and I use this to blackmail you into joining in… From then on, although the mother is unwilling, she becomes the plaything of two boys… Xinyue can play herself; I think the effect will be fantastic…"

"Want to play?" Nangong Ji fiddled with his phone, a smile playing on his lips as he asked her. Jiang Xinyue looked up at him, but the boy's seductive smile sent a chill down her spine. She knew she had no other choice.

"Since it's rape, then you need to dry yourself off down there." Nangong Ji glanced at Jiang Xinyue's lower body. Jiang Xinyue's legs pressed tightly together, utterly ashamed. Jiang Diao used a wet wipe to dry her, and Nangong Ji found a hairdryer to dry her. The two boys put the clothes they had just taken off back on her.

Jiang Xinyue was forced by two teenagers to play the role of a single mother who had been single for many years.

When Jiang Xinyue returned home from work, she saw that her son's door was tightly closed. She called out "A-Kai" twice, but no one answered. It seemed that her son had not yet come home from school. She went into her bedroom to change her clothes. The door was ajar. Jiang Diaokai came out of the bedroom and quietly came to his mother's door to peek inside.

Jiang Xinyue took off her top, revealing a pink bra that accentuated her breasts, highlighting her fair skin and graceful figure. Jiang Diaokai watched her intently, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. Jiang Xinyue moved her hand behind her back, removed the hook, and took off her bra. Her two full, white breasts bounced out, trembling slightly. Jiang Diaokai could no longer control himself and flung open the door.

"Who is it?" Jiang Xinyue exclaimed in surprise, looking towards the door. "A-Kai?" She covered her chest with her hands. "Get out of here, I'm changing."

Jiang Diaokai's eyes gleamed with malice. "Um... that..."

Nangong Ji, standing nearby, interrupted, "Um what? Is 'Mom' so hard to say?"

"She's my sister, not my mom, okay?" Jiang Diaokai protested.

"I've never heard you call her 'sister' either..." Nangong Ji said.

Jiang Diaokai was speechless, arguing, "You think it's easy? Try saying it yourself!"

"Mom," Nangong Ji called out to Jiang Xinyue, making her blush deeply.

"Damn it," Jiang Diaokai cursed. "You're something else."

"This is acting, have some professional ethics, okay?" Nangong Ji scolded with a smile.

"Okay, let's do it again," Jiang Diaokai said impatiently.

"Mom, your breasts are so big and white, did I grow up eating them?" Jiang Diaokai slowly approached Jiang Xinyue, who backed away. "Akai, what's wrong with you? What are you saying?"

"It's a pity my dad has already met God, otherwise breasts that are so white must taste really good. They're much bigger and prettier than the breasts of the girls in our class."

"Get out of here, Akai," Jiang Xinyue scolded. Jiang Diaokai turned and walked towards the door. Jiang Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief, but the boy didn't go out. Instead, he slammed the door shut.

“A-Kai, you…”

“Mom, have you been lonely all these years? That young couple next door makes love every night, so loudly. I can hear it all clearly from my room. Did you hear it too, Mom?”

“I didn’t hear it…”

“Mom is lying. You clearly heard it, and it made you feel hot all over. You wanted a man to come and lick your breasts right away, didn’t you?”

“You’re lying! Get out of here! Ah…”

Jiang Diaokai pushed Jiang Xinyue onto the bed, roughly grabbing and kneading her full breasts, and sucking hard.

“Let me go, A-Kai, don’t do this, I’m your mother…” Jiang Xinyue struggled and hit her son on top of her.

Jiang Diaokai smacked his lips, and her breasts were soon covered with his saliva, her nipples wet and erect: “I’ve wanted to breastfeed like this for a long time. Today it finally came true. Mom’s breasts are so delicious, and her nipples are so big and round…” As he spoke, he reached out to pull at her skirt.

"No, no..." Jiang Xinyue cried, struggling desperately, but she was no match for the tall boy. He pulled down her panties, crumpled them up, and stuffed them into her mouth. He spread her legs to look at her private parts, unaware that his classmate Nangong Ji was also standing by the door peeking in.

"Ugh... ugh..." Jiang Xinyue trembled all over, tears streaming down her face.

"So beautiful," the boy exclaimed as he looked at her. "Mom hasn't been fucked by a man in many years, has she? Don't you want your son's big cock to be inserted into your cunt and fucked hard? You must really want to, right?" As he spoke, he began to take off his clothes. Jiang Xinyue shook her head, watching him in fear, until he pulled down his panties, revealing his thick, veiny penis. Only then did she turn her head away in a panic.

"Ah..." she groaned in pain, her body contracting, because her son had penetrated her without any foreplay, reaching her core. He fucked her wildly, making a loud slapping sound in the room.

A camera shutter clicked suddenly from inside the room, followed by a male voice: "What...what are you doing?"

Jiang Diaokai turned around and saw Nangong Ji standing behind him, holding a phone and waving it at him: "Kai, you've got some nerve, daring to sleep with your mother. If I upload these photos to the school network, the whole school will be in an uproar."

"Tell me, how can you keep this a secret?" Jiang Diaokai asked.

"Unless...you agree to let me join in."

"Okay." The son hesitated slightly but still agreed.

"Pick her up, hold her legs with both hands, yes, like you're holding her to pee, let me see first." Nangong Ji had seized the opportunity and commanded Jiang Diaokai with impunity, while Jiang Xinyue, whose mouth was gagged, could only let them do as they pleased.

Jiang Diaokai inserted his hands into the back of her knees, almost pulling them 180 degrees, directly facing Nangong Ji. Nangong Ji peered between her legs: "Your mother's cunt is really horny, it's already wet after just a few strokes from her son." He examined the ravaged private parts of the boy.

“If she weren’t so horny, would I have thought about her for so long? I’ve wanted to sleep with her for ages. I didn’t want you to see me the first time, damn it…” Jiang Diaokai snorted.

“She hasn’t had a man in years, her pussy must be really tight, let us see…” Nangong Ji pinched the delicate petals with both hands and pulled them apart. It was slippery under his fingers, with lots of sticky juice, so he used some force.

“Mmm…uh…” Jiang Xinyue moved her body in pain.

The petals were pulled apart by the boy, revealing the lustful tender flesh and the slightly trembling little hole inside. He lifted her buttocks up so that Jiang Diaokai, who was peeking over, could see clearly.

“It looks like she’s just been fucked, it hasn’t closed up yet.” Nangong Ji said evilly.

Seeing this lewd scene, Jiang Diaokai felt a pain in his lower body. As he looked, he rubbed his thick, hard penis against her buttocks, his penis sticking out from between her buttocks.

“I want you to cooperate with me to fuck your mother, that will definitely be exciting enough.” Nangong Ji had already taken off his trousers, revealing his erect penis. He stood there, directing, “Hold her and put your dick on her. I’ll not only let you watch me fuck your mother, but I’ll also let you help me fuck her.”

“Ugh…ugh…” No matter how Jiang Xinyue struggled, it was useless. Jiang Diaokai held her legs and slowly moved them toward Nangong Ji’s penis. Nangong Ji straightened his penis, and Jiang Diaokai pushed her body toward him. Her petals were forcibly spread open, and her small hole struggled to swallow him piece by piece.

“Damn, this is so fucking exciting.” Jiang Diaokai’s body was excited to the extreme. Seeing that Jiang Xinyue had swallowed Nangong Ji’s entire penis, he pulled her body back, watching as another man’s thick length was slowly spat out by her, covered with her fluids. He quickly pushed her toward him again.

“Ugh…ugh…” Jiang Xinyue’s face turned bright red. She never expected this game to be so evil.

Nangong Ji couldn't wait any longer and began thrusting his lower body rapidly. Jiang Diaokai moved in rhythm with him, their combined strength allowing him to penetrate more thoroughly than ever before, like a fleshy nail driven tightly into her womb. Nangong Ji went faster

and faster, the room filled with the sounds of their movements, Jiang Xinyue's breasts slamming against the boy's chest.

"Ugh...ugh..." Jiang Xinyue's voice grew louder, and Jiang Diaokai ripped the panties out of her mouth, releasing her cries.

"Ah...no more...it hurts...let me go, I don't want to play this game anymore...ah...um...ah..."

No one listened to her. Nangong Ji was already overly excited, feeling more satisfied than ever before. He trembled deeply, pulling his penis out of her vagina, his abundant semen spraying onto Jiang Xinyue's bare chest.

Chapter 119 Two Wolves Devouring a Sheep 4

Jiang Xinyue sobbed, her snow-white body convulsing, white fluid dripping from her exposed breasts down her lower abdomen and onto the floor.

Jiang Diaokai carried her to the mirror, and Nangong Ji evilly tore open the two engorged petals, allowing the two boys to clearly see the lewd and constantly contracting flesh hole.

“Look, I’ve fucked your mom’s little cunt so loose. The first time I saw it, it was only as thick as my little finger, but now it’s as big as my index finger. But fucking your mom feels really good.” Nangong Ji’s words were even more wicked than his actions.

“Damn, it sounds like he’s cursing me.” Jiang Diaokai was a little annoyed.

“Isn’t this just acting?” Nangong Ji winked at him. “Otherwise, let Xinyue play my mom.”

“Xinyue… that’s really cheesy.” Jiang Diaokai said strangely.

Nangong Ji smiled: “Of course I have to call my darling by her name. Even though she’s older than me, it’s the same. Besides, she doesn’t look twenty-eight at all. Okay, stop being jealous. It’s your turn to enjoy yourself. Give her to me.” He took Jiang Xinyue from Jiang Diaokai’s hands, like holding a baby. Jiang Xinyue’s legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, and his thick penis pressed against her sticky hole.

"I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to play anymore..." Jiang Xinyue's voice was hoarse, but to the boy it had a little girl's coquettish tone, making his heart flutter.

"How can that be?" Nangong Ji's voice was gentle and pleasant, "Our game has rules too. Do you want me to post those photos on the school website?" Feeling Jiang Xinyue's body stiffen in his arms, he continued, "You should know how many women dream of us both being on top of each other, so you have to be good."

"I can't take it anymore, I can't stand it..." Jiang Xinyue moved her body, her soft hole grinding against his hard rod.

"You little devil." Nangong Ji cursed softly, grabbing her little buttocks, his thick, long penis thrusting in all the way.

"Ah." Jiang Xinyue screamed, the boy didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, he thrust his hips forward.

"Hey, why are you doing this again..." Jiang Diao was furious, wishing he could kick Nangong Ji out.

“I didn’t expect it, but your mom’s too horny. She moved her body and clamped my cock in, sucking it in like crazy. What’s your rush? I’ll give it to you right now.” Nangong Ji said as he walked towards the bed, pounding into Jiang Xinyue.

He put Jiang Xinyue on the bed, still in the heat of the moment, but he withdrew from her body and let Jiang Diaokai take her place. His huge penis throbbed with unsatisfied desire, but he ignored it, only watching what Jiang Diaokai did.

Jiang Diaokai spread Jiang Xinyue’s legs, prying open her vagina. The fleshy hole was almost bursting open by Nangong Ji’s huge penis, opening to the size of a thumb, glistening with juice, its mouth opening and closing hungryly.

"Damn, you're really asking for it." Jiang Diao cursed softly, got up and pinned Jiang Xinyue down, forcing her closer: "Look how horny you are! Your pussy is all wet. Who fucked you just now? Who fucked your tender little cunt until it got bigger and looser? I'm not happy about it. Tell me who it was?" He grabbed her neck.

“Cough cough… A-Kai…” Fear flashed across Jiang Xinyue’s eyes. “Cough cough, no… It’s Ji, it’s Nangong Ji…”

“He’s my classmate,” Jiang Diaokai said discontentedly. “He’s only sixteen, just like me. You’ve laid hands on my classmate too. He wants to play with you, and you just spread your legs and let him fuck you like that? And you’re so wet, it’s almost like the Atlantic Ocean. You’re just that horny, aren’t you? Fine, then I’ll fuck you to death today, and see if you’ll still find me some other man!”

“So you’re making up for it here.” Nangong Ji smirked as he watched Jiang Diaokai thrust wildly and almost roughly, the slapping sounds echoing incessantly. Jiang Xinyue’s two tender breasts were almost shaken off by the boy, and all she could do now was beg for mercy and moan. She had lost all her usual composure.

Nangong Ji knew that Jiang Diaokai was still subconsciously unhappy about him joining in today. His rough treatment of Jiang Xinyue today was largely to vent his dissatisfaction and teach her a lesson. He agreed. Since the three of them were starting a new chapter, they needed to give Jiang Xinyue, a woman who was too conservative and had her own ideas, a strong start; otherwise, she wouldn't obediently submit to them in the future. He decided to add fuel to the fire for Jiang Diaokai.

He stepped forward, squatted down, and Jiang Diaokai's rough movements caused her juices to splatter everywhere, splashing onto his bare legs. He looked at the lewd scene; the small, fleshy opening struggled to swallow and release the thick, massive penis, the woman's entire private parts were covered in juices, swollen and sensitive.

He stretched out his slender fingers, through the sticky juices, and grasped the already erect clitoris, kneading, applying pressure, flicking, and gently tapping, matching Jiang Diaokai's movements.

"No... ah... don't touch there..." Jiang Xinyue reacted very strongly, but the more she tried to stop him from touching her, the more aggressive he became.

"Ah... no..." Jiang Xinyue's upper body arched and fell like a snake, twisting like a snake. Her body could no longer withstand this double stimulation.

"Mmm..." Jiang Diaokai cried out with pleasure, the boy's hot, abundant semen instantly filling her vagina. Jiang Xinyue's body went limp as if her muscles had been pulled out, the semen flowing lewdly from her opening. Jiang Diaokai,

panting, spread her legs to admire his achievement. That lustful opening, breathing in and out, was truly utterly wanton.

"Now it's my turn." Nangong Ji had been holding back for a long time. He walked over and, with his semen still inside, thrust into Jiang Xinyue's body. Her body, which had just reached the peak of excitement, was about to receive another wave of stimulation. Jiang Xinyue really felt like she was going to die, being killed by the two boys. Each of them took almost an hour to ejaculate, and now two hours had passed, while the boys had only just begun.

"Ah... um..." She couldn't help but moan. Because of the prolonged sex, her body was now overly sensitive, and besides, Nangong Ji was no more civilized than Jiang Diaokai, in fact, he was even more barbaric.

Jiang Diaokai straddled her head, his thick, long penis swaying shamelessly across her face. Staring at her flushed cheeks, he said, "You're moaning so horribly. I always held back before, afraid you couldn't handle it. Looks like I was wrong. I should have locked you in the room and fucked you for three days and three nights, then you'd still be so horny."

"You… ah…" Nangong Ji thrust hard, deliberately preventing her from replying.

"Kiss my balls, hurry up, or I'll fuck your ass." Jiang Diaokai commanded unreasonably. His large penis swayed in front of her forehead, his full testicles dangling near her mouth. Jiang Xinyue stuck out her little tongue to lick them.

"More force, it's like a cat scratching an itch." Jiang Diaokai enjoyed it while still finding fault.

"Suck it, suck it into your mouth." He called out hoarsely.

"Hurry up, does your ass need fucking too?" he scolded impatiently.

Nangong Ji laughed, but his movements below didn't stop; instead, they became even more punitive.

“Ah…ah…no…it’s…ah…it’s…too…big…” Jiang Xinyue said with difficulty.

“Big? Let me see.” The boy grabbed her chin evilly, but inserted his huge penis into her mouth, penetrating deeply. Although it didn’t feel as good as penetrating her lower body, the sensation wasn’t bad either. He thrust quickly to relieve the lust within him.

“Ugh…ugh…” Jiang Xinyue’s painful cries echoed in the room.

“Ah ah!” Jiang Diaokai pulled out his penis, ejaculating all over Jiang Xinyue’s face. Nangong Ji had also ejaculated long ago and was playing with her vulva with four fingers. Seeing this scene, he teased, “I think our darling is the most beautiful right now.”

“Of course.” Jiang Diaokai looked down, where semen was still flowing continuously. It seemed that her lower body had already been filled by the two of them. “Hey, you hold her, like I do. I’ll also experience what it’s like to have someone help me fuck my mother.”

Nangong Ji did as he was told. For the entire night, the two boys kept playing with Jiang Xinyue’s body, as if possessed by lustful beasts.

In the morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains, filling the room with an atmosphere of lust. The sheets were stained and stained, and Jiang Xinyue was covered in sticky semen from head to toe, her hair and all.

Jiang Diao had ejaculated and withdrawn from her body, watching the semen gush out of her vagina as if it could no longer be stored.

“Kai, do you know who made those dates I gave you that time? It wasn’t some thirteen-year-old virgin at all…”

“Could it be…”

“Yeah, of course it was her. She makes them even better than those virgins. Look, her little cunt is full now, it’s the perfect time to make dates, do you want to…”

“No…” Jiang Xinyue barely had the strength to object.

Jiang Diaokai took dates from the refrigerator, and the two boys stuffed them into her vagina one by one until they couldn’t go any further. Watching the hole being stretched open by the dates, revealing the red date skin, with even the two petals unable to close together, Jiang Diaokai was extremely excited.

“Damn, this is so stimulating, I’m hard again.”

“Indulgence is harmful to your health.” Nangong Ji glanced at him, as if he had no reaction at all, “We’re going to school, we can eat them when we get back.” “

Don’t go to work today, stay home and rest, you were exhausted last night.” The two boys said this as they left.

Jiang Xinyue lay on the bed sobbing, her eyes turning into peaches from crying. She didn't know who to turn to for help, and she couldn't possibly confide in anyone. Her lower body was painfully stretched, but she dared not remove it, only weeping in despair.

Just then, her phone rang. It was Yi Qingcheng. Her heart trembled; she still loved him, but she didn't answer.

It wasn't until the third ring that she finally pressed the answer button with trembling fingers. Yi Qingcheng's voice revealed a hint of anxiety. She knew that if she could detect emotion in his voice, he must be very worried about her. Her voice was hoarse and low; his first thought was that she was sick.

She readily admitted it, because she really didn't know what to say. He immediately said he wanted to come see her. She naturally refused, comforting him that she could go to work tomorrow.

After hanging up, her tears flowed again.

Chapter 120 A Crowd Appears

Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji entered the room. The room was quiet. The two went straight to the bedroom, where Jiang Xinyue was indeed sleeping on the bed in a loose white nightgown. The oversized nightgown accentuated her petite figure, and her small face showed signs of fatigue.

The sound of the two boys entering didn't wake her; she remained fast asleep.

"See? We've exhausted our darling," Nangong Ji said, calling her "darling" with practiced ease, as if they were older than Jiang Xinyue. "We agreed to be monks today."

Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow, saying lazily, "No problem, whoever touches her is a coward."

Though they said this, they both harbored ulterior motives. Simultaneously, their eyes fell on Jiang Xinyue's nightgown, their hands slowly reaching over to pull it up, gently parting her thighs.

"Damn..." Jiang Diaokai cursed, his reaction more intense than Nangong Ji's. His breathing immediately became heavy, and his pants bulged. The scene before them was too erotic; the nipples, swollen from absorbing the honeyed fluid, stretched Jiang Xinyue's vagina open, the top one even protruding halfway. The egg-sized nipples caused the bright red petals to turn outwards, and her legs couldn't close.

"Be careful, don't wake her up," Nangong Ji whispered, watching Jiang Diaokai clumsily fiddling with the small opening, quickly scooping out the outermost jujube.

Jiang Diaokai held the jujube in his hand to examine it; it was about the size of a small egg, moist and glistening with the woman's vaginal fluid.

"How did it get so big? It looks so lewd," Jiang Diaokai exclaimed, intrigued.

"Of course," Nangong Ji said nonchalantly, "It's swollen."

Jiang Diaokai almost choked, carefully placing the jujube on a plate. Nangong Ji's fingers were already inside the opening, teasing and exploring; it was incredibly warm and wet, and the soft flesh kept contracting.

"Don't agree? Who told our darling to be so wet? This kind of opening is perfect for making jujubes; it'll make a man as strong as a tiger." Nangong Ji picked out another jujube, his fingers also covered in sticky vaginal fluid.

"Finished?" Jiang Diaokai pulled her legs to look inside.

Nangong Ji hummed in agreement, but his eyes never left the lustrous opening between her legs.

"It seems there are still some left, how come the hole is still so big?" Jiang Diaokai said suspiciously.

"Six, all taken out." Nangong Ji said confidently.

"Hmm... so this is what it's like when a vagina is loosened... the opening can fit an egg..." Jiang Diaokai said lewdly.

"With such a big date stuffed in for a day, how could it not be loosened? But other women's vaginas can't be closed up once they're loose, but Xinyue is different... fucking her like this has a unique flavor." Nangong Ji savored the moment. "Hey, what are you doing?"

Jiang Diaokai was pulling down his pants. He spread Jiang Xinyue's legs and thrust his swollen cock in.

"Hmm... so good... so smooth..." He crossed Jiang Xinyue's legs and fucked her hard.

"Mmm..." Jiang Xinyue woke up, a moan escaping her lips involuntarily. She opened her eyes and saw her nightgown pulled up to her waist. Jiang Diaokai was gripping her legs tightly, slapping her buttocks, his enormous penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

"Awake?" Nangong Ji leaned down to look into her eyes, smiling gently at her. Jiang Xinyue looked at him, and he reached out to gently stroke her cheek. "It's so nice to see you every night when I open my eyes."

"Don't do this... I can't take it..." By the time she said this, Jiang Xinyue had resigned herself to her fate; she had tacitly accepted their relationship.

“I’ll be more restrained in the future.” Nangong Ji chose his words carefully. He turned to Jiang Diaokai and said, “Didn’t we say that whoever touches her tonight is a grandson?”

“You didn’t touch her? Where did you touch just now?” Jiang Diaokai was smug, but his words were sharp. “I said touch, not fuck. Not being allowed to touch doesn’t mean you can’t fuck. Besides, so what if I’m a grandson? Of course I’m my grandfather’s grandson.”

“Nonsense.” Nangong Ji chuckled. Looking at Jiang Xinyue, her face was already red. She was completely unaccustomed to their vulgar language.

“Are you very tired? Let me give you a massage, it will feel very good.” Nangong Ji said softly, his eyes fixed on her full breasts.

“No, no need.” Jiang Xinyue refused nervously. But his hand had already slipped inside her pajamas, grasping her firm breasts and gently kneading them.

“Mmm… ah…” He was indeed gentle, kneading her whole body until it went numb, and her lower body didn’t feel as strained as usual, becoming sensitive and alluring from Jiang Diaokai’s passion. She parted her lips slightly, letting out a soft moan.

The next day, Jiang Xinyue was tidying up Yi Qingcheng's room when the door suddenly slammed open. Startled, Jiang Xinyue turned around to see a strange woman standing in the doorway.

Strictly speaking, it was a girl, only about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with very beautiful and delicate features, dressed in avant-garde fashion, yet exuding an overbearing arrogance.

"Sister Bai," the girl called out loudly, pointing at Jiang Xinyue with her chin, "Who is she?"

Sister Bai stood behind her, a smile on her face: "She's our new assistant."

"Another one?" The girl's face showed displeasure. "How long has it been since you fired that one? Is he already so inseparable from women? Besides, why didn't you hire a good one? You can find plenty of women like that on the street..." The girl glanced at Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue stood up: "May I ask who this young lady is? Judging from your fashionable and appropriate attire, you seem to come from an extraordinary background, but what you said surprised me greatly. Am I mistaken?"

Bai Jie, standing behind her, twitched her lips a few times, thinking that Jiang Xinyue usually seemed very well-behaved and low-key, but she was no pushover. Ai Meili, however, wasn't annoyed at all, and snorted, "Quite sharp-tongued, huh? Have you changed your taste lately? Of course I'll tell you who I am. I'm Ai Meili, the public relations manager of Qingcheng Group, and I have another identity, which I guess you're very interested in. That's me, and I'm Yi Qingcheng's girlfriend of many years."

Jiang Xinyue was stunned for a moment, but quickly regained her composure. She smiled gently, "Ms. Ai, hello, I'm Jiang Xinyue."

Ai Meili was taken aback by Jiang Xinyue's attitude. She said loudly again, "I'm Qingcheng's girlfriend, why aren't you reacting?"

"Should I react?" Jiang Xinyue asked with a smile.

Amy chuckled strangely, "You're such a good actor. Yi Qingcheng definitely didn't tell you he had a girlfriend when he slept with you, right? But it's not too late to regret it now. You should know, he can't give you anything except money. He only slept with you to satisfy his normal male needs. Do you know how often he changes assistants?"

"What bad things are you saying about me now?" Yi Qingcheng's voice came from the corridor.

Amy's scream startled Jiang Xinyue again. As soon as Yi Qingcheng appeared at the door, the girl pounced on him, hooking her arms around his neck, practically hanging on him.

Jiang Xinyue frowned slightly, thinking, "Why is this woman acting so crazy?" However, judging from the situation, her identity seemed to be more than just ordinary.

Chapter 121 Entwined with the Man

Yi Qingcheng subtly pushed Amy away and introduced her to Jiang Xinyue, "Amy, my sister."

Jiang Xinyue looked at Amy with some surprise. Yi Qingcheng had never mentioned having a sister before. Emily giggled, "I am indeed his sister, but we are not related by blood, which means we are siblings who can marry."

Jiang Xinyue just smiled slightly; she had a pretty good idea of their relationship. Yi Qingcheng didn't say anything, but said to Sister Bai, "Sister Bai, take Amy to rest. Xinyue and I have something to discuss."

Emily snorted, "Miss Jiang and I also have something to say. Miss Jiang, I feel an instant connection with you and would like to invite you to dinner. Would you do me the honor?"

Jiang Xinyue sensed Emily's hostility, and besides, she couldn't accept a free meal, so she politely declined, "I'm sorry, Miss Emily, it's working hours now. The boss is here; how could I dare to go out so casually?"

Emily raised an eyebrow, "What if the boss approves? If Miss Jiang doesn't go, then you're not giving me face." "..." She then turned to Yi Qingcheng, "Brother, I'd like to invite Miss Jiang to dinner. I should at least curry favor with the people around you, brother. If you don't agree, you'll offend both of them."

Yi Qingcheng looked at Jiang Xinyue and smiled, "Of course I wouldn't be so demanding, but since you're treating, it's not unreasonable for me to ask to sit with you, is it?"

Ai Meili looked at the warmth unconsciously revealed in Yi Qingcheng's eyes and felt uncomfortable all over, as if she had been poisoned. She smiled and said, "I couldn't be happier for you to sit with me, brother."

Seeing that Yi Qingcheng had already agreed, Jiang Xinyue didn't say anything more. She was also a little curious about what Ai Meili was going to do.

The three of them went into a high-end French restaurant, listening to music and sipping red wine, which was very pleasant. Ai Meili was very generous, drinking glass after glass of wine until her eyes were hazy and her red lips were luscious. Jiang Xinyue occasionally glanced at her and had to admit that this girl was indeed very beautiful, the kind that would amaze you at first glance.

She and Yi Qingcheng spoke very little, but Ai Meili was quite talkative. She squinted at Jiang Xinyue, her voice already slightly slurred with drunkenness: "How old is Miss Jiang this year? May I ask?"

"Twenty-eight," Jiang Xinyue answered calmly. Age wasn't a secret to her. After she finished speaking, Yi Qingcheng gave her an approving glance, and they exchanged knowing smiles.

"Twenty-eight?" Ai Meili's voice rose an octave. "Five years older than me, only two years younger than my brother, seems a bit inappropriate..."

Yi Qingcheng coughed lightly. Ai Meili smiled dismissively and asked again, "Does Miss Jiang have a boyfriend?"

Jiang Xinyue hesitated for a moment, but still answered, "No."

Yi Qingcheng stared at her, but this time Jiang Xinyue didn't look at him.

"Twenty-eight years old and still no boyfriend? Miss Jiang, aren't you being too picky? Women over thirty are considered old women. Miss Jiang should hurry up and find one while she's still young. By the way, my brother's company has many excellent employees. Would you like my brother to introduce you to one?"

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Ai..." Jiang Xinyue wasn't annoyed. Instead, Yi Qingcheng spoke up, "Amily, watch your manners." He turned to Jiang Xinyue, "Why don't you tell the truth? I've been so devoted to you, how can you not admit to others that I'm your boyfriend?"

Ai Meili's eyes widened, "Brother, what did you say? You said you're her boyfriend... You've never admitted to having a woman before, but today you actually admitted to her... Are you blind, brother? I'm clearly prettier than her, why have you never even looked at me properly? I don't care about your previous women, I know you're just playing around, why is she different? Qingcheng... You've always known that I only have you in my heart, you can touch anyone, why don't you touch me? Why won't you sleep with me..." Ai Meili's curvaceous body pressed tightly against Yi Qingcheng, her arms wrapped around his waist like snakes.

“You’re drunk.” Yi Qingcheng coldly pushed the woman in his arms away. “I’ll call Pei Sen to pick you up.” He pulled Jiang Xinyue up. “Let’s go.”

Jiang Xinyue followed him out of the restaurant, and behind them came the woman’s shrill voice: “Qingcheng… Yi Qingcheng…”

“Are you angry?” Back at Half Moon Bay, after closing the door, Yi Qingcheng cupped Jiang Xinyue’s face and asked softly.

Jiang Xinyue looked up at him. His face exuded a unique masculine charm that she could never get enough of. Thinking of what had happened yesterday, a pang of sadness welled up in her heart, but she quickly forced herself to forget it. When she was with Yi Qingcheng, she didn’t want to think about anything else; she just wanted to wholeheartedly enjoy every moment with him.

She shook her head and answered, “No.”

“Really?” He stroked the hair at her temple with interest.

Jiang Xinyue raised an eyebrow: “She’s telling the truth. In two years, I really will be a thirty-year-old old woman…”

“Nonsense, in my heart you will never be old…”

“Then will you still love me when I’m old?” she asked the silly love question that all women ask.

“Yes, I will love you for a lifetime. You are the only woman I have ever loved. You were born for me, right?” Yi Qingcheng asked softly.

Jiang Xinyue didn’t answer, but instead kissed him. She kissed his lips, and Yi Qingcheng pulled her into his arms, passion igniting instantly. Her tongue slipped into his mouth. She had never been so proactive in front of any man, but in front of Yi Qingcheng, she couldn’t help but kiss him and respond passionately.

His rough hands slipped inside her shirt, grasping her breasts. Her body pressed against him, her reactions so sensitive. When his hands slid down her flat stomach and between her legs, she shyly clamped them tightly together.

“Don’t be shy, I like it when you’re aroused by me.” Yi Qingcheng showed her his fingers, his long, thick fingers covered in her fluids.

“Open your legs, let me see.” He whispered in her ear. She willingly performed a striptease for him, peeling off her clothes layer by layer, like a beautiful snake shedding its skin, her whole being exuding allure.

Yi Qingcheng knelt between her legs, sucking the entire flower into his mouth, his long tongue licking the nectar. Jiang Xinyue wrapped her legs around the man's neck, thrusting her lower body repeatedly, and he quickly brought her to climax.

He stood a short distance away, slowly undressing. Jiang Xinyue watched him, mesmerized, until he was completely naked, his enormous penis swaying between his legs, exuding ultimate sensuality.

"Come here," he beckoned to her. She got out of bed and walked towards him, her nipples trembling slightly. He picked her up, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

"Sit on top," he said, thrusting forward to show her how much he was holding back. She blushed, gently lifting her lower body, letting him guide her as he slowly took his large penis into her. His large hands rested on her hips, controlling her movements.

He moved forward, supporting her waist as he guided her in and out. Jiang Xinyue trembled deeply, crying with excitement.

"Ah… Qingcheng… um…" She could feel his agility, his strength, the bending and trembling as he moved. At first, he controlled her movements, then he supported her buttocks, each step transforming the force of his movements into a powerful, stimulating pleasure. Jiang Xinyue wrapped her arms around his neck, arching her back.

"Open the door...open the door...I know someone's inside...Sister Bai, quickly get the key and open the door for me..." Aimeili's hysterical screams came from outside.

Jiang Xinyue stiffened, looking at Yi Qingcheng, who said, "Ignore her, let her scream." He pressed her body against the wall.

"Wrap your legs tightly around me. See how I love you," he commanded.

Jiang Xinyue looked down, watching the massive object rapidly enter and exit her tender pink opening. His movements were intense yet skillful, making her moan repeatedly. The hard wall provided a counterforce, making his penetration even more thorough.

"Do you like me fucking you like this?" His voice was low and panting.

Jiang Xinyue's face flushed: "Why are you being so indecent?"

"Who else has said that to you?" Yi Qingcheng turned her face away. He thrust in quickly, almost punishingly.

Jiang Xinyue arched her back and moaned, but was startled by her own unconscious words.

"Why is it you?" Yi Qingcheng asked again.

"Don't many men like to say that?" Jiang Xinyue changed the subject, wrapping her arms around his neck and asking for a kiss.

He kissed her back, biting her as punishment: "How do you know many men like that?"

"I guessed..."

"Nonsense..."

"Qingcheng... ah... slower..."

"If you say that again, I'll really get jealous..."

"Ah... I won't dare... I won't say it again... um... mmm..."

The two kissed, inseparable like conjoined twins, unwilling to separate even for a second.

Chapter 122 Passion in the Private Room (3p)

Jiang Xinyue pushed open the door to the Huayu private room. The room was luxurious, but dimly lit. Inside sat four men and one woman, Jiang Diaokai's friends.

After work, Jiang Xinyue received a call from Jiang Diaokai, asking her to come to Huayu to see him. Jiang Xinyue didn't want to go, but Jiang Diaokai said wickedly, "Do you want us to go home immediately for 'strawberry dessert'?" Jiang Xinyue immediately shut up.

"Oh, sister's here."

"Yes, it's been a long time, sister!"

Gao Zhao and Bao Dalong's eyes lit up as soon as Jiang Xinyue appeared, and they quickly greeted her.

Jiang Xinyue nodded to them and said politely, "Hello." Bao Xiaoyue's expression seemed a little unnatural when she saw Jiang Xinyue come in, and she didn't greet her either. Jiang Xinyue pretended not to see her and wanted to walk over to sit next to Jiang Diaokai.

But Nangong Ji beckoned to her: "Come here, sit here." He didn't call her "sister" as usual, and his tone was natural but slightly commanding.

Jiang Xinyue hesitated for a moment, but still sat down between Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai as instructed, although there was a gap between them. There was a large gap, and she breathed a soft sigh of relief.

The teenagers were watching a movie. On screen, a little girl of about twelve or thirteen was playing in a garden, while a handsome man in his twenties looked at her with doting eyes. The little girl called the man "brother," looking innocent and adorable, constantly asking him questions like a little question mark, and the brother, like a know-it-all, patiently answered her questions.

The man in the movie was indeed young and handsome, and the little girl was as delicate as a porcelain doll. Jiang Xinyue found the actress unfamiliar, but her acting was excellent, the visuals were beautifully handled, and the plot was delicate and heartwarming. Jiang Xinyue was unconsciously drawn into the movie.

"The air conditioning in here is too cold," Nangong Ji suddenly said, turning to Jiang Xinyue. "Xinyue, are you cold? Come, sit on my lap, I'll hold you."

The room fell silent instantly, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Gao Zhao and Bao Dalong exchanged bewildered glances. Jiang Xinyue looked utterly embarrassed.

Gao Zhao said to Bao Dalong in a colloquial tone, "Is Young Master Nangong courting death?" Bao Dalong shook his head, too trembling to utter a word.

But unexpectedly, Jiang Diaokai didn't react at all. About half a minute later… Jiang Xinyue stammered, "I...I'm fine, maybe not..."

Nangong Ji raised an eyebrow, his voice as gentle as could be: "Are you really not cold?" He looked directly into Jiang Xinyue's eyes, waiting for her answer.

Jiang Xinyue finally avoided his gaze. She lowered her head slightly, hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked to Nangong Ji's side. Nangong Ji's lips curled slightly, and he reached out to pull her onto his lap. A

soft gasp filled the air. Gao Zhao leaned close to Bao Dalong's ear: "Damn, what's going on?"

“How would I know?” Bao Dalong replied sullenly.

Jiang Xinyue stared intently at the screen, the flickering light reflecting off her face, but she looked tense and stiff.

The movie continued, and Jiang Xinyue realized that the little girl in the film had four very handsome brothers: a 15-year-old fourth brother, a 17-year-old third brother, an 18-year-old second brother, and a 20-year-old eldest brother. The four brothers doted on the little girl, a touching sight.

But when the eldest brother undressed the little girl in her sleep, spreading her slender legs for the other three brothers to see, Jiang Xinyue suddenly realized that this was an erotic film. She had thought it was a good movie about sibling affection.

“Damn, she’s a fucking twelve-year-old’s tender pussy, it must feel amazing to fuck her. Where did they find this actress?” Gao Zhao said as he watched.

“Probably the director’s daughter,” Bao Dalong said. “Just a slit, I’ve never fucked one like that.”

“Behave yourselves, don’t you see there are outsiders here?” Bao Xiaoyue whispered.

"Damn, you're being too nosy. You're only fifteen and you're already an old cunt. Bao Dalong and I have already fucked you until you're all loose. What makes you think you can compare to the young girls inside? And you still have the nerve to tell us what to do?"

"You—" Bao Xiaoyue was speechless with anger.

In the movie, the second brother's middle finger carefully inserted itself, but it got stuck halfway in.

"Damn, even his finger got stuck and couldn't go in." Bao Dalong snorted, but glanced at Jiang Xinyue.

Every word they said reached Jiang Xinyue's ears, and the scene on the screen was even more taboo. At this moment, she felt Nangong Ji's hand moving upwards on her bare calves.

"No, don't..." She shook her head slightly, her voice so soft that only Nangong Ji could hear it.

"Open your legs." Nangong Ji whispered in her ear. His hand had already moved under her skirt, gently pressing on her thighs. Her legs had just involuntarily parted a crack, and his hand had already slipped in.

“It’s all wet…” Nangong Ji said wickedly, and as he finished speaking, his slender middle finger was already inserted into the honey-sweet vagina.

Jiang Xinyue hunched her shoulders, squeezed her legs together, and her expression was one of suppressed aggression. Nangong Ji's long fingers moved in and out of the narrow passage with a wicked sense of pleasure, while his eyes, in the dim light, captured every nuance of Jiang Xinyue's expression.

He deliberately increased the force and speed, causing

her juices to gush out. "Ah~~" A soft moan came from the room. Everyone turned around in surprise, discovering that the woman was actually Jiang Xinyue.

Their expressions were all strange, especially Bao Dalong and Gao Zhao, who stared at Nangong Ji and Jiang Xinyue with slightly open mouths, while Nangong Ji's fingers lurked inside her, contracting tightly, almost breaking him. Even though it was just fingers, her lower body felt a surge of excitement and pain.

Jiang Diaokai walked over and asked, "What's wrong?" Jiang Xinyue looked up at him, but when she saw the boy's gaze, she knew Jiang Diaokai hadn't come to save her. She felt utterly ashamed and tightly closed her eyes.

Jiang Diao squatted down, his hand secretly slipping under Jiang Xinyue's skirt. He found the entrance and slowly inserted his fingers, rubbing against Nangong Ji's fingers while rubbing and expanding the sensitive inner walls.

Jiang Xinyue's chest heaved violently, and her toes visibly tensed.

Bao Xiaoyue stood up: "Aren't we being sensible?" Seeing that Bao Dalong and Gao Zhao were unwilling to leave, she added: "Are you trying to get kicked out if you don't leave now? The three of them are already like this. If it were your turn, you would have had it already. I think you can forget about it for the rest of your lives!"

Although Bao Xiaoyue's words were harsh, Bao Dalong and Gao Zhao knew perfectly well that they were like toads trying to eat swan meat. The two of them should hurry up and move out—get lost.

06-03
Chapter 123 Passion in the Private Room 2 (3p)

Only the three of them remained in the room. The two boys' long fingers intertwined and rotated in the narrow hole as if they had discussed it beforehand, firmly nailing themselves into the tender hole, refusing to pull out at all.

"Ahhh...don't do this..." Jiang Xinyue knelt down, writhing in Nangong Ji's arms. Nangong Ji grabbed one of her legs, while Jiang Diaokai held down the other, pushing her skirt up.

The boy's middle finger slipped inside her panties along the edges, squeezing them into a tight line across her buttocks, the area near her vulva slick with precum, almost digging into the tender flesh of her petals—a very erotic sight.

Jiang Diaokai pulled down the now-defeated panties, and the two boys' middle fingers pressed forcefully to the left and right.

"Ahhh...no..." Jiang Xinyue's body reacted; her lower body felt as if it were being torn apart, painful yet stimulating.

The two boys' eyes were filled with intense desire, their gazes fixed intently on the woman's private parts. The tiny, fleshy opening was cruelly pried open and stretched to its limit, revealing the top two knuckles of their long fingers buried in the tender, juicy flesh. The tender inner walls were clearly visible, twitching incessantly like a living clam. Sticky fluid gushed from the opening, from the depths where their two fingers were tightly interlocked, filling the cleft with lustful juices.

"Xinyue, you're so horny. Look, we've pried open your little fleshy opening. It's moving its mouth and crying out for food. Look for yourself." Nangong Ji pulled Jiang Xinyue's head down, making her lower her head.

Jiang Xinyue twisted her neck, "No, I don't want to see..."

But Nangong Ji's back pressed down on her, forcing her to bend over, her face almost pressed against his perineum. She kept her eyes closed, refusing to look. Nangong Ji's tone carried a hint of reproach, "Fine, don't look then. It's yours anyway, so what can you do? You want me and Kai's big cocks to go in and satisfy you, don't you?"

"No, no...you two are so naughty..." Jiang Xinyue buried her face in Nangong Ji's chest. Nangong Ji's chest vibrated slightly, and a hateful laugh echoed from both Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai; they were both laughing at her.

"What are you ashamed of? Didn't we already do it?" Jiang Diaokai had no sense of restraint. "Isn't Ji right? Now you're telling us you need to be fucked, that you need to be fucked by me, Ji."

"No..." Jiang Xinyue shook her head.

"Don't want to?" Jiang Diaokai's fingers traced the corner of her lips, gentle at first, but painfully scraping at the end. "Then we'll just go for it. You won't leave this room until tomorrow. If you're willing to talk, we'll just have some fun and go home. We said we'd control ourselves."

"Don't force me..." Jiang Xinyue's world was completely dark when she encountered these two little devils.

"It's fine if you don't want to talk. Let's play a game." Nangong Ji said slowly, "Role-playing. You're our tutor, and Kai and I are twin brothers. I'm the older twin, and Kai is the younger brother."

Jiang Xinyue was forced to play a role-playing game with them for the second time .

"Brother—pfft—" Jiang Diaokai laughed as soon as he called out, then raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly and said, "Why should I be the one to call you brother? We're about the same age, okay?"

"Who told you not to be born a few days earlier than me? I'm the one at a disadvantage playing twins with you. I'm two months older than you." Nangong Ji retorted.

“It’s only been two months. I’ll still call you Ji. Twins rarely call each other brother and sister, especially since the age gap is small.”

“Whatever.”

The two pretended to start over, but Jiang Xinyue was standing outside the door, having heard their entire conversation. Occasionally, a waiter would pass by in the corridor and give her a strange look. She felt extremely uncomfortable and just wanted to run away, but she knew that no matter where she ran, Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji would catch her.

“Ji, last time your tutor ran away because of you. What kind of person do you think Mom and Dad will hire this time? I’m curious.”

“I guess an old maid.”

“Damn, old maids are extinct. Otherwise, I would have wanted to try what they’re like.” Jiang Diaokai said wickedly.

“Maybe you can have a taste this time.” Nangong Ji winked.

“Tch, just thinking about the word ‘tutor’ is disgusting enough. Who would touch them?” Jiang Diaokai scoffed.

The doorbell rang, and a woman's voice called out, "Is anyone home?"

The two brothers exchanged a glance. Nangong Ji straightened his clothes, reverting to his well-behaved, handsome young man appearance, and went to open the door.

The door opened, and Jiang Xinyue stood there. She wore a smart suit, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, and her skin was fair. Compared to her attire, her face seemed slightly immature. Her eyes were striking, crescent-shaped, and while not conventionally beautiful, she possessed a quiet and dignified air .

"Quiet" and "dignified" were words that couldn't be tolerated in the two boys' dictionaries; the more dignified a woman appeared, the more they wanted to see her more alluring side.

Seeing Nangong Ji, Jiang Xinyue's tense expression softened. She seemed like a well-behaved child, and her anxiety completely dissipated. She began to introduce herself to the boys: "Hello, I'm your tutor, Jiang Xinyue."

"Hello, teacher," Nangong Ji greeted obediently, his voice pleasant and his expression friendly, quickly winning their favor. Nangong Ji led Jiang Xinyue into the bedroom. Jiang Xinyue immediately saw Jiang Diaokai sitting on the sofa. The boy was handsome, with a pair of unruly black eyes. She nodded nervously to him, "Hello."

"Hello, teacher." Unexpectedly, the boy greeted her with a smile in his eyes, and Jiang Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are we having class here?" she asked hesitantly, feeling that having class in the bedroom seemed inappropriate.

"Yes, right here. Ji and I are used to studying here," Jiang Diaokai said. "By the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Kai, and this is my twin brother, Ji."

Jiang Xinyue nodded. "You two don't look like twins at all."

"That's what everyone says." Jiang Diaokai stared at the teacher with a strange look. "Teacher, who do you think is more handsome between us?" Jiang Diaokai seemed a little distracted, as if he really wanted to hear her opinion.

Jiang Xinyue paused for a moment without answering, and simply said, "Let's begin the lesson."

She hadn't expected it to go so smoothly. Both boys listened attentively to her lecture, and an hour passed quickly.

"Let's take a fifteen-minute break," Jiang Xinyue said with satisfaction. She had scheduled the class for two hours.

"Um, could we use the restroom?" Jiang Xinyue asked.

"Sure, over there," Ji pointed to the restroom, and Jiang Xinyue nodded and went to the restroom. The two brothers exchanged a glance.

When Jiang Xinyue came out and saw the two brothers still sitting in the same spot, she couldn't help but chuckle: "You two should stretch your legs a bit."

"The time was too short," Ji shrugged. "Teacher, why don't you chat with us for a while?"

"Okay," Jiang Xinyue readily agreed, feeling that these two boys were easy to get along with. "What do you want to talk about?"

"How old is Teacher?" Jiang Diao asked bluntly.

Jiang Xinyue smiled. So the boys were concerned about her age. She told them the truth: "Twenty-eight years old. You two must be sixteen, right? Thinking back to when I was sixteen, I was just like you, studying very hard."

"Teacher, are you really twenty-eight years old?" Ji asked.

"Yes," Jiang Xinyue said with a smile.

"Ji, you guessed right! Did we really encounter a rare animal today?"

Jiang Xinyue was a little confused by Jiang Diao's words.

Nangong Ji smiled and said, "Is Teacher a legendary spinster?"

The boy's face still had an angelic smile. Jiang Xinyue was a little dazed, thinking that there was something wrong with her ears: "What did you say?"

"Have you ever had a boyfriend, Teacher?" Nangong Ji corrected himself.

Jiang Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she had misheard. She smiled: "Why do you only ask me questions? Let's talk about you guys."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a "whoosh" sound coming from the room. It was a very strange sound that kept going. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the boy was repeatedly playing a video. At first, she couldn't see what it was at all. Then she suddenly realized that it was a girl urinating. The urine was flowing from her perineum, clearly visible.

She was stunned, confused, and uncomfortable... but the shoes the girl in the picture was wearing looked so familiar. She looked down at herself and saw the exact same shoes. She realized with horror that the girl urinating in the picture was herself!

She turned back to look at the two smiling boys in horror.

"Has the teacher ever had a boyfriend?" Nangong Ji continued to ask, as if nothing had happened.

"Have you ever been fucked by a man?" Jiang Diaokai asked more directly.

Jiang Xinyue hurriedly packed up her lesson plan: "I... I have to go first." She had just taken a step when Nangong Ji blocked her way.

"Where are you going, teacher? You haven't answered our questions yet."

Author's note:

Time is a bit tight. I don't know whether to update the three characters first or the devil first. I'll update the three characters first today. What do you all think? Which one should we update first?

Chapter 124 One Cave, Two Eagles

"Has the teacher ever been fucked by a man?" Jiang Diaokai approached Jiang Xinyue. "Tell me quickly."

"I can't say it..." Jiang Xinyue stepped back, and with a thud, the book in her hand fell to the ground. She slumped onto the sofa.

"Did the tutor Jiang Xinyue say this, or did Jiang Xinyue herself say it?" Nangong Ji asked.

"What's there to be ashamed of? It's just a game." Jiang Diaokai walked over and saw Jiang Xinyue sitting there blankly, her eyes already red. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xinyue suddenly burst into tears, covering her face with her hands, her shoulders shaking.

"Hey, why are you crying?" Jiang Diaokai's voice was a little impatient, but his expression was a little flustered. He grabbed Jiang Xinyue's shoulders, his hands gripping her tightly. "Why are you crying? If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. Take your hands off me."

Jiang Xinyue didn't move, tears streaming through her fingers. "I don't want to play this game anymore..."

"Then we won't play it." Nangong Ji said gently. He pulled Jiang Xinyue's hands away and said softly, "Don't cry like a child." Jiang Xinyue didn't resist, but continued to sob.

Jiang Diaokai frowned slightly as he looked at the two of them. Nangong Ji knelt slightly beside Jiang Xinyue's legs, gently wiping away her tears. "Xinyue, Xinyue... don't cry, it breaks my heart when you cry." He stood up and sat beside Jiang Xinyue. "Come on, wipe your tears clean. We're not playing the game anymore, but you have to call me 'brother' first."

Jiang Xinyue stopped sobbing and stared blankly at Nangong Ji. Nangong Ji chuckled softly. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? Call me 'brother,' baby..." He stroked her cheek with his fingers.

Jiang Xinyue instinctively tried to pull away, but he held her head firmly. Nangong Ji's movements were gentle, yet subtly domineering.

Before Jiang Xinyue could speak, Jiang Diaokai, standing beside her, interjected, "Why should she call you 'brother'? She's so much older than you."

"I know," Nangong Ji said calmly, "but age isn't a problem, is it? If we cared so much about age, we wouldn't be with her. Am I right? Xinyue, call me 'brother,' I really want to hear you call me that."

"She won't," Jiang Diaokai raised his voice, "Do I know her better than you? How could she call you 'brother'!"

"Oh?" Nangong Ji looked up, his voice slow and deliberate, "Are you so sure? Diaokai, you seem very angry that she calls me 'brother.' Are you jealous? Because she would never call you that! You're related by blood, she's your sister, no, more accurately, you're mother and son. You slept with your own mother, so you've never had any formal address for her, never called her by name, never called her 'sister,' and 'mother' is out of the question… Asking her to call you 'brother' is wishful thinking. Are you jealous of me?"

"Nangong Ji, what are you saying? I'm jealous of you? You're joking! Me and her…"

"Stop arguing..." Jiang Xinyue stood up and walked towards the door. Jiang Diaokai stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and pulled her into his arms. She turned and fell into his embrace. He put his arm around her shoulder and held her chin: "Tell me, do you like me or him?"

"Stop it..."

"If we had to duel and only one of us could live, would you want me to live or him?" Jiang Diaokai asked, exasperated and stubborn.

His tone was so domineering, but in Jiang Xinyue's eyes, he seemed more like a child who couldn't feel secure. Jiang Xinyue had long been defeated by him, otherwise she wouldn't have ended up like this. Seeing Jiang Diaokai's expression, her heart softened.

"You live," she answered softly.

The corners of Jiang Diaokai's mouth curled up slightly. He raised his eyebrows, his voice tinged with smugness, as if he was deliberately saying it to someone.

"I knew it, I'm the most important person in your heart." He pulled her close and kissed her lips, his tongue forcefully entering her mouth.

Jiang Xinyue closed her eyes, but inwardly she admitted: Yes, the most important person in her heart was Jiang Diaokai. She loved Yi Qingcheng, but Jiang Diaokai weighed more heavily in her heart than he did. Because he was her son, her and Yi Qingcheng's flesh and blood.

Jiang Diaokai pressed her down on the sofa, making her legs wrap around his thighs. He pressed his hard penis against her, making thrusting motions, pressing tightly against her soft spot. Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but moan.

Nangong Ji watched the vivid scene before him, Jiang Diaokai's huge penis repeatedly entering and exiting the woman's small hole, the woman's two snow-white breasts heaving incessantly. He felt something stirring within his own body.

He walked over, his fingers, like feathers, tracing from Jiang Xinyue's face to her breasts, his thumb and forefinger pinching and twisting her nipples. Jiang Xinyue moaned softly, and his fingers slipped into her mouth, mimicking the thrusting motion of a penis, stirring up a storm within her. His voice remained gentle: "Actually, I've always known that I'll never be as important to her as you. I was jealous, but in the end, I could only accept it. I'm just asking for a small right that belongs solely to me, and you're jealous of that too?"

He didn't wait for Jiang Diaokai's reply, but instead grabbed

Jiang Xinyue's shoulders, coordinating with Jiang Diaokai's movements. Jiang Diaokai's expression slowly softened .

"Ah ... She lay on Jiang Diaokai's back, who grabbed her breasts and kneaded them incessantly, his lower body thrusting upwards with all his might, his thick, long penis going in and out. Nangong Ji, meanwhile, lifted her legs to admire her for a while, then rubbed his own massive member between his legs. At first, he would take over when Jiang Diaokai withdrew; the size and sensation of the two were completely different, and the alternating stimulation made Jiang Xinyue moan softly. Later, the two boys were no longer satisfied with this game, and their two large members, as if they had conspired, pressed against her wet entrance together. Jiang Xinyue sensed danger and gently twisted her body: "No, no, you can't do this..." "You can do it, baby. After such a long warm-up, you're completely ready for us now." "You're perfectly okay, I've measured it." Jiang Diaokai's words were even more wicked. "No... ah..." She bit her lip, feeling as if she were being torn apart, with two dragons vying to burrow into her body. Although she was already wet enough, she had already reached her limit by accommodating just one. “No, I can’t…” She felt a surge of fear at the boys’ wild thoughts. “You can, you’re our little slut.” “Little slut, I like that name…” the boys joked, continuing their thrusts. “So good, so tight…” Jiang Diao gasped. “Don’t squeeze me,” Nangong Ji said. “It’s you squeezing me, okay? Hey, it’s in…” “Mmm… mmm…” Jiang Xinyue felt a throbbing pain in her lower body, a fullness she had never experienced before. They thrust in and out, tearing her entrance at a ninety-degree angle, yet their shafts were completely inserted into the hole, her juices flowing from the gap between them, her entrance like a gushing spring. “Baby, we’re moving.” The two boys pulled out and thrust in again simultaneously. The intense stimulation made Jiang Xinyue’s vision go black, and she fainted. Chapter 125 The Deepest Revelation of Yi's Background From the first moment Jiang Xinyue saw Ai Meili, she knew she was a difficult girl. Sure enough, a few days later, Ai Meili called and asked to meet her at a coffee shop. Jiang Xinyue didn't want to go at first, but then she thought that with Ai Meili's personality, if she refused to meet this time, the girl would definitely not give up and would continue to pester her. It would be better for the two of them to have a proper talk. Jiang Xinyue walked into the coffee shop and saw Ai Meili sitting by the window, her makeup exquisite and her red lips alluring. She had to admit that this girl had enough to be flamboyant. Seeing Jiang Xinyue enter, Ai Meili raised her thick eyelashes, lifted her chin, and looked her up and down with a hint of arrogance. Jiang Xinyue didn't greet her and sat down opposite her calmly and indifferently. Ai Meili 's long nails were painted with bright red cardamom, which was very seductive. She rested her chin on her index finger and looked at her for a moment before saying, "I really can't understand why my brother chose you as his girlfriend..." Jiang Xinyue smiled and didn't say anything. “You seem very confident,” Amy said, somewhat displeased. “Even if my brother admits you’re his girlfriend, he might not necessarily marry you.” Jiang Xinyue remained silent, but a serene smile played on her lips. No one would understand the relationship between her and Yi Qingcheng. She believed in him, and she believed in herself. They loved each other deeply, their souls were connected, and she didn’t need to explain to anyone. Seeing Jiang Xinyue’s nonchalant demeanor, Amy felt a sense of being underestimated by her opponent. She said, “Don’t be so confident too soon. Men in love are always full of promises, as if they can’t live without you. But the more intense the feelings, the faster they cool down. Once a man gets tired of you, he’ll throw you away like trash. Remember Zhong Yutong? She’s a typical example. And it seems you two have a good relationship, right? My brother dumped her and got together with you. How does that feel?” Seeing Jiang Xinyue’s slight frown, Amy finally raised her eyebrows in triumph: “She was my brother’s nth assistant, and also the longest one. They only dated for a year. She was his assistant…” "She slept with my brother on the very first day. Well, my brother hired a personal assistant primarily for his sexual needs. Those days, my brother and that woman were inseparable. Honestly, that woman was a vixen reincarnated; she looked respectable, but she was surprisingly open in that area. She thought my brother loved her because he slept with her, fantasizing about climbing the social ladder, but she still got dumped. After the breakup, she was told to just stick to filming, and even tried to blackmail him by having a child with the Yi family. And what happened? She suffered a terrible fate. Zhong Yutong was just one of many; my brother's personal assistants before were countless..." Mentioning Zhong Yutong affected Jiang Xinyue's mood. She thought of Zhong Yutong's tragic situation a while back, and how she later learned that the man she was entangled with was actually Yi Qingcheng. Of course, she was both shocked and saddened. But she didn't question Yi Qingcheng about anything. She chose to believe him. She didn't know what kind of emotional entanglement Zhong Yutong and Yi Qingcheng had, and Yi Qingcheng must have had his reasons for doing what he did, even though she didn't agree with his methods. Seeing Jiang Xinyue's expression worsen, Ai Meili thought she had taken it to heart and continued to urge her: "Have you ever thought about what kind of man he is? He's had countless bed partners, and the duration of each one has never exceeded one year. His purpose in hiring a personal assistant is purely for his own physical needs. Do you think you're an exception? Impossible. After seeing what happened to Zhong Yutong, have you ever thought that you might be even worse off than her in the future? Now, do you still say that you love this man or that this man loves you? Do you dare to love a man like this? Have you backed down? Let me tell you, no one in the world loves Yi Qingcheng more than I do. I know he's like this, but I still love him and wait for him. Now you know he's not right for you, right?" "I've known all this for a long time. I don't care what he was like before; I care about how he is after he met me," Jiang Xinyue said calmly. Ai Meili sneered, "Miss Jiang, you really won't learn your lesson until you see the coffin. I advise you to leave Yiqing City as soon as possible, otherwise you'll die without a trace. Do you think he's some kind of virtuous person? Let me tell you, he's a devil. A woman like you can't afford to play with him." Jiang Xinyue looked at Ai Meili seriously for the first time, "I don't know how a younger sister can talk about her brother like that." “My brother is like a drug. Once you get involved with him, you're doomed. It's not too late to get out now. If you don't listen to my advice, you'll regret it to death.” Amy sipped her coffee, speaking in an unusually calm tone. “You think I'm insulting him when I call him a devil? You might think so, but I'm not an ordinary woman. Only I am worthy of him. The worse he is, the more I love him; the more devilish he is , the more I'm infatuated with him . Want to know my brother's background? You probably don't know he's a poppy that bloomed from hell. Ordinary women can't touch him.” Amy's tone softened, her alluring eyes narrowing like a cat's. She was recalling, recalling the dark past of a young boy. Jiang Xinyue gripped her coffee cup tightly, realizing from her own heartbeat how fascinated she was by everything about Yi Qingcheng.

"He and I are siblings, but we're not related by blood. I'm a burden my mother brought with her after her remarriage. Yi Qingcheng's mother was a well-bred lady, but she was driven to her death by Yi's father. She died of cancer, but the real cause of her cancer was years of humiliation. Yi's father had affairs with other women right after his marriage, and he was deeply involved with my mother, never caring for his new wife and even verbally abusing her. There was no love between them; it was just a business marriage." Ai Meili recounted, "I have to mention my mother here. She's a very shrewd woman. Despite having a child like me who never knew who her father was, she still managed to snag a rich and handsome man like Yi's father, and completely bewitched him. Of course, she also possesses impeccable beauty; she's a femme fatale."

Jiang Xinyue shuddered because of the look in Ai Meili's eyes and tone when she spoke of her mother. How could a daughter talk about her mother like that?

"Just days after Yi Qingcheng's mother died, my mother successfully married into the Yi family. I was only four years old then, and Yi Qingcheng was only ten. You can imagine how much he hated my mother and Yi's father. But as I've said before, my mother was a venomous beauty, and anyone who could inherit the Yi family fortune was definitely a thorn in her side. She only wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible. You can also imagine that ten-year-old Yi Qingcheng was completely at my mother's mercy, manipulated and played with however she pleased. From the moment my mother entered the Yi family, it was as if she had cast Yi Qingcheng into hell." "I lived worse than a servant, always hungry and cold, and I had to endure my mother's beatings and scoldings, while Yi's father didn't dare utter a sound. If it were someone else, their life might have been like this forever—tortured by their stepmother for a few years, then kicked out of the Yi family. Or, some shameless ones might have licked my mother's boots and lived a dutiful life as a son, never worrying about food or clothing. But you would never guess what Yi Qingcheng would do."

Jiang Xinyue's heart pounded, her heart clenched in her chest. She just stared intently at Ai Gongli, eager to hear her continue.

"Even my mother never imagined that four years later, Yi Qingcheng would grow into such a handsome and dashing young man. I was only eight years old then, but in my eyes, my brother was the most handsome boy in the world. He wasn't just handsome; he was exceptionally gifted, beyond description. He was like a wolf, a lone wolf, like a poppy, and the most deadly poppy blooming from dark soil. Now you should know how utterly irresistible my mother was when such a boy climbed into her bed. At fourteen, he sold his body, becoming my mother's possession. By then, my mother had already sidelined Yi's father, and all the financial power was in her hands. Yi Qingcheng used his handsome face and strong body to please this venomous woman, making her more and more addicted to lust each day. I once saw my mother lying naked on the bed that belonged to Yi's father and her, her legs spread wide, and that boy was giving her oral sex, the ecstatic moans overflowing from her mouth. At the time, I didn't know..." "I know what they're doing, but I know my brother is doing something that makes Mom very happy and obsessed, otherwise she wouldn't be so comfortable and so lewd."

Jiang Xinyue suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She subconsciously crossed her arms and lightly touched her arms. Ai Gongli saw her action and sneered, continuing, "My mother, such a scheming and ruthless woman, is actually controlled by a boy like this. He is her drug; she can't live without him for a moment. That fourteen-year-old boy has long since transformed from a pitiful child who was abused into the second-in-command of the Yi family. But do you think Yi Qingcheng will be satisfied with this? Of course, he won't be any woman's plaything. This is his humiliation, just a means for him to rise above others. My mother has long been aware of her dependence on Yi Qingcheng, and she started injecting him with drugs, trying to control him with drugs."

Jiang Xinyue felt a pang of pain in her heart. She bit her lip to calm the turmoil in her heart. So behind his glamorous facade, he had experienced such an unspeakable, dark and decadent life.

“But my mother never imagined that one day she would be sent to prison by this boy. His methods were so ruthless, no less so than hers, perhaps even more so. He transformed himself into the head of the Qingcheng Group when he was only eighteen. People were talking about his legendary rise to power, and no one knew how much filth and corruption lay behind that legend. He had embellished and whitewashed his past, leaving it flawless.”

Having finished her story, Ai Meili looked at Jiang Xinyue without batting an eye. She had indeed achieved the effect she wanted. Jiang Xinyue's face was pale, her eyes dim.

She felt as if she were inside a sealed box, the air sucked out, her heart almost bursting under the invisible pressure, her mind blank.

It took her a long time to recover, and she began to breathe heavily. Only then did she see Ai Meili's ambiguous smile.

“Miss Jiang, now you should know why I said you two aren’t a good match, right?”

Jiang Xinyue looked at Ai Meili’s confident expression and found it strange that she didn’t feel anger or disgust, but rather heartache and pity. His past hadn’t scared her away; instead, it made her want to get closer to him, because she now knew what a broken heart lay beneath his strong and glamorous exterior. She wanted to mend it, give it warmth, and care.

“Only the wearer knows if the shoe fits,” Jiang Xinyue replied.

“Oh?” Ai Meili raised an eyebrow. “You mean you won’t leave my brother?”

“No matter what you say, I won’t leave him.”

“Then I really have to look at Miss Jiang in a new light.” Ai Meili’s eyes flickered. “You should know that being with him might lead to a terrible end.”

“That’s none of Miss Jiang’s concern, is it?” Jiang Xinyue retorted.

Ai Meili sneered, "Looks like I'll be leaving empty-handed today. But Miss Jiang, remember my words, we'll see."

Chapter 126 Hanghang's Silent Joy

"Old Jin, has Mr. Yi returned?" Jiang Xinyue ran into the gardener, Old Jin, in the garden.

Old Jin greeted her with a beaming smile, "Hello, Miss Jiang, hurry up, Mr. Yi is waiting for you."

Jiang Xinyue smiled at him, quickening her pace, suddenly feeling an urge to see Yi Qingcheng.

Jiang Xinyue, however, found nothing; Yi Qingcheng was nowhere to be seen in the bedroom, kitchen, or bathroom. She was about to ask Sister Bai when Sister Bai gestured towards the kitchen.

"In the kitchen?" Jiang Xinyue asked Sister Bai again in surprise, as it was still early for dinner. Sister Bai shook her head and walked away.

Jiang Xinyue entered the kitchen and saw Yi Qingcheng bustling about. He was even wearing the floral apron she had worn before, but his naturally handsome and tall figure wasn't effeminate at all. Instead, he gave off a different vibe than usual, like a domestic man, very warm and comforting.

Jiang Xinyue finally understood the look in his eyes when she first cooked for him. She felt exactly the same way now, so touched, warm, and happy.

She went over and hugged his waist, gently pressing her face against his back.

"You're back?" His voice was cheerful. He turned around, his eyes shining warmly as he looked at her. "Where have you been? It's been so long!" His tone wasn't accusatory, just concerned.

Jiang Xinyue continued to hug his waist, listening to his steady heartbeat: "I was bored, so I went for a walk."

"It's working hours! You're getting more and more lax, aren't you? You don't even report to me anymore?" Yi Qingcheng joked. Jiang Xinyue looked up at his face, feeling she couldn't get enough of looking at him: "You would have allowed me to tell you, so I just did it first and asked later."

"Quick-witted." Yi Qingcheng pinched her nose, his eyes full of doting affection.

"I looked for you for ages, I didn't expect you to be in the kitchen."

"I usually eat your cooking, so I'll cook for you too, to show you that I'm not only elegant in the living room but also good in the kitchen."

Jiang Xinyue chuckled, but under Yi Qingcheng's gaze, her smile slowly faded. He looked at her seriously and said, "I need to fatten you up a bit, you're too thin."

"But... I won't look good if I'm fat." Jiang Xinyue rarely showed such a girlish coquettishness.

“I love you no matter what, as long as you’re healthy,” Yi Qingcheng said softly. These sweet words struck Jiang Xinyue’s most sensitive nerve, and she was already deeply moved. Now, remembering Ai Meili’s words, she only felt more pity for him. Just

as Jiang Xinyue was immersed in the sweetness of love, Jiang Cheng’s urgent phone call disrupted her mood.

“How’s the ‘Net within a Net’ going?” Jiang Cheng asked. If it weren’t for Jiang Cheng’s call, Jiang Xinyue would have almost forgotten about the “Net within a Net.” Perhaps this was called selective amnesia; she had been running away, but now there was no escaping it.

“I haven’t found a master who can crack it yet,” Jiang Xinyue lied against her will.

“I’ve investigated. Currently, only one person in China can crack the ‘Network within a Network.’ I’ve gone to great lengths to get their phone number, and the money is ready. I’ll give you the number. Contact this ‘jd’ immediately. I believe that as long as the money is there, he will adhere to professional ethics; otherwise, he wouldn’t have survived in the IT industry for so long.” Jiang Cheng finished speaking and recited a string of numbers.

That string of numbers was Jiang Diao’s phone number. After hanging up with Jiang Cheng, Jiang Xinyue’s mood plummeted. She knew that she would eventually have to take this step, and her love with Yi Qingcheng was ultimately just fireworks, fleeting and beautiful.

If Yi Qingcheng was really as Jiang Cheng said, although she still didn’t believe he was that kind of person, the possibility was more than sixty percent, because Jiang Cheng wasn’t 100% sure he wouldn’t let her go undercover.

And she was going to personally send him to the guillotine; how could her heart not struggle and ache? Jiang Cheng’s last words still echoed in her ears: Xinyue, hurry up! Every day you delay, countless innocent people will lose their lives, and families will be destroyed. Jiang Cheng's words startled her, but also finally made her make up her mind.

This was the first time Zhong Yutong had cooked. She and Zheng Yihang were usually busy, often eating takeout on set. Today was her birthday, and although Zheng Yihang had booked a restaurant in advance, she asked him to cancel. She had already decided to celebrate her birthday at home, enjoying a romantic candlelight dinner with Zheng Yihang.

The dishes she had carefully prepared were already laid out on the table, covered with clean plates to keep them warm. The candles were lit, and she turned off the lights, sat down, rested her chin on her hand, and closed her eyes to prepare for the atmosphere.

Her face radiated a happy glow, and her lips curved into an undisguised smile. After a long while, she sent Zheng Yihang a text message, telling him to come home early. Her phone beeped quickly; Zheng Yihang told her he was almost there. She couldn't help but smile, like a happy little woman.

Just then, the person she was waiting for came out of the cake shop. There was a flower shop nearby, so he bought a large bouquet of red roses. He put the flowers and cake in the trunk and drove towards the apartment.

Just then, his phone rang. He ignored it at first, but when it rang again, he glanced at it and saw the name flashing on the screen. He immediately parked on the side of the street and picked up the phone.

"Xinyue..." He suppressed his emotions, but his voice still betrayed a hint of something, though only he could hear it. He felt like they hadn't contacted each other for a century.

"Zheng Yihang, how...how have you been lately?" Jiang Xinyue's voice was hesitant. Although they had been so close before, things had become somewhat distant. She admitted that she had intentionally avoided disturbing them because she felt that since Zhong Yutong and Zheng Yihang started dating, Zhong's attitude towards her seemed different.

"I'm fine," Zheng Yihang said ambiguously. "And you, how are you?"

"I'm fine too," Jiang Xinyue said awkwardly. Then, a silence fell between them.

After a long pause, Jiang Xinyue finally spoke, "I..."

"You..." Zheng Yihang interrupted, afraid she would say it was nothing, just a casual greeting, and hang up. "Did you need something from me?"

"Yes, I need your help with something. Do you have time now?" Jiang Xinyue's voice was still hesitant.

"Yes, where are you? I'll come find you," Zheng Yihang said immediately.

Jiang Xinyue told him the name of a coffee shop, and he immediately started the engine, turned, and sped off.

Chapter 127 Please Sleep with Me

Zheng Yihang had just parked his car in the underground garage when Jiang Xinyue opened the door and got in.

"You?" Zheng Yihang raised an eyebrow in surprise. He thought she was sitting obediently in the coffee shop waiting for him.

His expression made Jiang Xinyue feel a strange sense of familiarity. Her heart warmed slightly, and she looked at Zheng Yihang earnestly. He looked at her too, his expression completely transparent. The awkwardness that had built up from a long period of no contact slowly faded. She suddenly realized he was still the same boy she used to be—simple, so simple she could see right through him.

"Zheng Yihang, I really need your help this time, and we can't let anyone else hear us..." she finally spoke. She realized then that she had always trusted Zheng Yihang, regardless of their contact or how distant they had become.

Zheng Yihang looked at her questioningly, asking uncertainly, "What is it?" It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but he was worried, knowing that Jiang Xinyue never easily asked for favors, even though they had been so close before.

Jiang Xinyue hesitated, about to speak, when Zheng Yihang's phone rang. He didn't answer, letting the ringing fall silent.

“I want to ask someone to crack…”

Jiang Xinyue’s words were cut short when her phone rang again. She glanced at Zheng Yihang and asked, “Is that Yutong calling?”

“No, it’s someone unrelated.” Zheng Yihang said, turning off his phone. “She knows I’m filming a night scene today, and I asked the director for leave when I received your call.”

“Thank you.” Jiang Xinyue said softly, “I want to find someone to crack the password of the network within a network, but it’s inconvenient for me to contact the other party directly, so I’d like to ask you for help.”

“Net within a network?” Zheng Yihang frowned slightly. “What have you been doing lately? Tell me clearly before I can help you.” He knew her well; she often put herself in danger to help others in the past.

“Don’t ask any more questions, okay, Zheng Yihang? Can you just do as I say?”

“No.” Zheng Yihang refused decisively. “If you don’t explain clearly, there’s no point in talking.” He made a move to start the car.

Jiang Xinyue pressed his hand down: "Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to promise to keep it a secret."

Time ticked by, and Zhong Yutong felt increasingly uneasy. The dishes on the table were getting cold, and the person who said he'd be there soon was still nowhere to be seen. She called his cell phone, but no one answered. She started to have wild thoughts, fearing something had happened to him. When she called again, his phone was forcibly turned off. A bad premonition welled up inside her: Zheng Yihang wasn't in trouble; he just couldn't answer her calls. But who was he with that made it inconvenient or undesirable for him to answer her calls?

That person's name was on the tip of her tongue. She stood up, pacing anxiously, and started dialing Zheng Yihang's cell phone repeatedly. The mechanical female voice on the other end almost drove her to the brink of collapse. She was now almost 100% certain that Zheng Yihang and Jiang Xinyue were together!

Jiang Xinyue told Zheng Yihang everything. Zheng Yihang's first reaction was to tell her to stop, leave Qingcheng Company, and stay away from Yiqing City. Jiang Xinyue certainly wouldn't do that. She had anticipated Zheng Yihang's reaction. Zheng Yihang was her friend, and of course, her safety would be his first concern. She was confident she could persuade him; otherwise, all her years as a reporter would have been for nothing.

"I have to do this, Zheng Yihang. You know, otherwise my conscience will torment me for the rest of my life. You don't want to see me live with guilt for the rest of my life, right?"

Zheng Yihang was silent for a long time before he finally said, "Can you guarantee your safety? Has the police station provided you with sufficient protection?"

"I assure you I will be safe. There won't be the slightest danger," Jiang Xinyue said, enunciating each word clearly.

Zheng Yihang stared into her eyes; he could tell from them that she wasn't lying. Her gaze was honest, and he believed her, but his mind drifted to something else, and he remained fixed on her.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xinyue felt uncomfortable under his gaze.

Zheng Yihang slightly tugged at his lips, as if making a decision. He paused for a moment before saying, "I agree to help, but on one condition." "

What condition?" Jiang Xinyue asked. "Whatever the condition, I agree."

"Really?" He raised his eyelashes to look at her, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Of course," Jiang Xinyue answered easily. She didn't believe Zheng Yihang would make things difficult for her. "What condition? Tell me."

"Sleep with me." Zheng Yihang's voice wasn't loud, and he didn't look at Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue was stunned, then anger flashed in her eyes. She turned to open the car door, not noticing the sadness in Zheng Yihang's eyes.

"I'm going to marry Zhong Yutong," Zheng Yihang suddenly announced loudly.

Jiang Xinyue stopped what she was doing, turned to look at him, and noticed that his eyes were red.

"I love you…you should have known all along, right? You were just pretending…I know you don't love me. The Cartier bracelet I gave you—love on your right, friendship on your left—you chose neither. That's when I knew I had no hope. I'm about to marry a woman I don't love. Marriage means a lifetime of responsibility, and this woman is someone you entrusted to me, someone you asked me to take care of. I have to marry her; there's no turning back. My life will forever be a gray wasteland, devoid of genuine love, joy, and happiness…it will be so bleak and pitiful. Xinyue, before that happens, could you…" "Give me a glimmer of light in this bleak life, just once, that's enough. No, I don't expect a second time. Once is enough, enough to sustain me through the rest of my life as a walking corpse. If you don't agree, I'm afraid I'll die in the grave of marriage or go insane. This isn't sensationalism, nor is it a threat; I'm stating the truth. I just want it once, Xinyue. I know you're not that kind of woman. I know my request is excessive, but I beg you, sleep with me, just once, that's enough. Consider it saving this patient, okay?"

He looked at her, his eyes red and misty with tears. That thin layer of tears was the pain of being torn apart and crushed. Those eyes were the most heart-wrenching eyes Jiang Xinyue had ever seen in her life, as if his heart had turned to ashes, and nothing could salvage it.

Jiang Xinyue's heart felt as if it had been ripped apart in an instant, the pain was unbearable.

"Zheng Yihang, what are you saying? Why are you saying this? What bleakness, what pitifulness, what gloom... It's not like that at all. You're lying to me. Yutong is so lovely, you couldn't possibly not like her..."

"I only love you, whether I'm awake or dreaming..." Zheng Yihang pulled her close and kissed her lips. Jiang Xinyue struggled, but she slowly lost her strength because Zheng Yihang's kiss was so restrained, trembling, so desperate, as if he were about to be taken away by death at any moment.

He cupped her face, like holding his beloved moon, like holding his most cherished treasure. He kissed her upper lip, lower lip, and every inch of her skin, slowly prying open her lips and teeth before entering her mouth.

His kiss was gentle, as if she were a fragile treasure. His kiss was skillful, so she didn't feel repulsed, but rather comfortable, like the feeling of a breeze on her cheek.

He must have kissed many girls, the thought flashed through her mind as she closed her eyes. She never imagined such a day would come. Zheng Yihang would kiss her, and she didn't even flinch… His words were like nails driven into her heart. She never knew he had suffered so much, never knew he loved her so much… And now his unhappiness was all her fault. She was already so “unbearable,” so why not grant him a “small” request? Just this once, let her indulge herself just this once.

Chapter 128: Turns out she's a virgin .

Zheng Yihang kissed her passionately, cupping her face in his hands, his tongue lingering and swirling between her lips and teeth for a long time. Jiang Xinyue didn't resist, but she didn't respond either; she simply passively endured his tender caresses.

After a long while, he released her, seeing her rosy lips and misty eyes. In her eyes, his eyes were as bright as diamonds, yet filled with a moving depth of affection.

“Thank you…” he whispered.

"Don't say that..." Jiang Xinyue's expression revealed a hint of struggle. She dared not look into Zheng Yihang's eyes again, turning her head away and saying, "You... must have kissed many girls."

Zheng Yihang chuckled softly: "You're right... Are you jealous?"

Jiang Xinyue smiled too: "Of course not." Both of their smiles contained unspeakable bitterness.

"Can I take this as a compliment? Is it because my kissing skills are great?" Zheng Yihang joked. Jiang Xinyue looked up, and when their eyes met, the smile in Zheng Yihang's eyes disappeared. He looked at Jiang Xinyue as if he wanted to etch her directly into his heart with his eyes.

He opened the car door and pulled her out of the car, then opened the back door and pulled Jiang Xinyue inside.

Jiang Xinyue lay there, her legs slightly bent, her hands folded on her lower abdomen. Zheng Yihang looked down at her. In the slightly dim light, her face appeared exceptionally fair, her long, dark eyelashes trembling gently like two small fans. In his eyes, she was so pure, like a goddess of the moon.

He lowered his head and kissed her lightly, as if in worship, her cheeks, ears, chin, slowly sliding down to her collarbone. He unbuttoned her bra, pulled down the straps, and pushed it up.

"Your breasts are so beautiful," he whispered in admiration. He kissed the pink nipple, unexpectedly finding it soft and sweet.

"Like those sweet balls I ate as a child, the Creator is truly amazing, why do they harden at the slightest touch?" he said softly, like a curious child, still fondling her breasts.

Jiang Xinyue let out a soft moan. She opened her eyes and blushed when she saw her chest.

Zheng Yihang looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It hurts," she whispered. "Be gentler

." "Oh, I'm sorry. How about this?" He gently swirled his tongue around her breasts. "Does it not hurt like this? Is it comfortable?"

"A little better," she replied. He lingered on her chest like a child for a long time before slowly kissing down to her lower abdomen.

He pulled her legs apart, removing her skirt and panties.

"Let me see, Xinyue," he said, his voice slightly breathless. She opened her legs, knowing where his gaze was fixed, staring intently at her. For some reason, she still blushed as if it were the first time a man had seen her like this.

She heard him unbuckling his belt and curled up, her heart mirroring his own, confused and conflicted.

He pulled her legs apart and called her name. She felt something hard pressing against her entrance, and it hurt as he tried to push in, but he wasn't in the right place.

She let out a soft moan and shifted her body. He moved away briefly, then pressed against her again, struggling to push in, still in pain, but still not quite there.

Zheng Yihang groaned, frustrated, "Why can't I get in..."

Jiang Xinyue shifted her body, pulling away from him. She straightened her upper body slightly: "You..."

Zheng Yihang was naked; he had a great physique, but at this moment he looked like a big boy struggling to get in. His thing was very beautiful, almost comparable to Nangong Ji's. Nangong Ji had fair skin and his penis was pink, while Zheng Yihang's skin was brownish, but his penis was very clean and pink.

Jiang Xinyue understood... but she was also puzzled and surprised. Zheng Yihang's kissing skills were good; he must have kissed many girls... He was a big star, handsome, and surrounded by all sorts of women every day. And he was only twenty-five... He had a natural advantage with girls. No matter what, Jiang Xinyue couldn't believe Zheng Yihang was still a virgin.

She didn't continue, because saying it would embarrass Zheng Yihang. But she didn't know what to feel, because all the men she'd met had sexual experience; she'd never met a virgin. Men said virgins were rarer than pandas these days, but weren't virgins just as rare? The chance of meeting a virgin was probably the same as meeting an alien...

"Did I hurt you?" Zheng Yihang asked anxiously.

Jiang Xinyue shook her head.

"I'll be gentler," he said earnestly. But Jiang Xinyue knew it wasn't a matter of gentleness, but she didn't point it out. She felt the pain of his thrusts again; his large mushroom was like a reckless, headstrong youth, completely missing its mark.

“A little higher,” Jiang Xinyue said softly.

She felt him move up a little, but it was still difficult and unsatisfying.

“A little higher,” she reminded him again.

“Here?” he asked.

“Mmm.”

“Uh…” she heard him groan and sigh, “It’s so tight.”

She felt him open her up, penetrate her, and fill her completely. He began to thrust, initially clumsy, but gradually increasing his speed. After only a few minutes, he let out a joyful cry and ejaculated into her womb.

Chapter 129 Entangled with a Virgin

Zheng Yihang felt for a moment that he had soared to the clouds, but quickly fell back down. Now he was like Zhu Bajie after eating the ginseng fruit, swallowing it whole without savoring its taste.

The tall, burly man leaned against Jiang Xinyue, looking somewhat dejected. "How could it be so fast... Is there something wrong with me? I didn't even have time to control myself..."

Jiang Xinyue looked at him with pity. "Don't worry, there won't be any problems..."

Zheng Yihang looked down at her, his face full of worry. "Xinyue, will you get pregnant?"

Jiang Xinyue chuckled, suddenly finding Zheng Yihang adorably silly. She comforted him, "No, there are many contraceptive methods, it's okay."

"I originally wanted to ejaculate outside..."

"Really, it's okay."

"It was too fast. I didn't even really taste you before it was over... I really can't accept that it's over like this..." Zheng Yihang's voice was tinged with sadness.

"Come on, let me help you." Jiang Xinyue sat up, sitting beside him, leaning down to take his already limp penis into her mouth, gently stroking it.

"Xinyue..." Zheng Yihang hadn't expected Jiang Xinyue to do this. He wanted to say something, but nothing seemed appropriate. Her body was completely naked, her skin fair and smooth, her two full breasts swaying gently with her movements. He reached out and grabbed one, pinching and playing with the nipple.

Jiang Xinyue played with it for a while, then felt it slowly swell and harden.

"Uh..." Zheng Yihang groaned.

Jiang Xinyue turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It hurts a little," Zheng Yihang said.

"Hurts?" Jiang Xinyue was puzzled. She had never known that men could feel pain, because in her limited experience, men always seemed to enjoy it. And she rarely performed oral sex on them, knowing her technique wasn't very good. "I'm actually not very good at it..." she said, slightly embarrassed.

"I'm not blaming you," Zheng Yihang quickly said. "You're doing a great job. I feel very comfortable, a different kind of comfort than before."

"I'll be a little gentler." Jiang Xinyue gently rotated her tongue around the tip, feeling it getting harder and harder.

"Okay." Jiang Xinyue lay back down, her legs gently crossed. Zheng Yihang knelt beside her legs, spreading them apart. His eyes lingered between them, and he felt a surge of adrenaline, his erection throbbing with a suppressed pain.

He first used his middle finger to probe the entrance, feeling its internal structure, then slowly inserted it, gently thrusting in and out a few times.

"Xinyue, you're so hot and tight inside, my semen is leaking out, does that mean I won't get pregnant?" he asked, rotating his finger.

Jiang Xinyue's cheeks flushed, and she didn't answer his question. Zheng Yihang became bolder, his finger moving faster, the air filled with suggestive sounds.

"Mmm...mmm..." Jiang Xinyue moaned softly.

"Does it feel good? I like it when you moan like that, will you moan for me later?" Zheng Yihang withdrew his finger and replaced it with his large penis. He was much more skilled now, the thrusting bringing out a lot of vaginal fluid, the flesh slapping together with a loud slapping sound.

"Moan for me, Xinyue," Zheng Yihang pleaded, his movements becoming more vigorous.

"Ah...mmm...ah..." Jiang Xinyue arched her back.

Her cries seemed to inject Zheng Yihang with an aphrodisiac, giving him inexhaustible energy. He looked down at his penis, thrusting in and out of her small, fleshy opening, the tiny orifice being stretched open and filled by his large member, her juices spraying everywhere with each thrust—the scene was so lewd, yet the sensation so intensely pleasurable.

This time, he wouldn't be as weak as the first time; he wanted to fully enjoy his sex with her.

Enjoying his second sexual experience, Zheng Yihang was like a newborn calf, enthusiastically following his most primal desires. His impulsiveness compensated for his lack of skill, giving Jiang Xinyue a completely new experience.

Faced with his boundless energy, she was starting to feel overwhelmed. Her waist and legs ached. Zheng Yihang pulled her onto him, letting her suckle his breasts. He gripped her buttocks with both hands, controlling the pressure, letting her stroke him.

"Ah…ah…" Her body swayed against him, and this position allowed him to fully penetrate her, achieving the most intimate union between them.

“Jiang Xinyue, I love you. Remember this time, remember it forever!” Zheng Yihang pulled her close and kissed her lips.

Jiang Xinyue pressed her hands against his chest and began to move her body against him.

“Uh…so good…” A sexy voice escaped from his lips as he looked brightly at the woman riding on top of him. “Xinyue, you’re so good, so amazing…”

He took control again, holding her hips firmly and beginning to thrust repeatedly. Jiang Xinyue’s body bounced incessantly, her breasts swaying as if they were about to detach from her body. He was so frenzied that she almost felt the breath of death.

Even she hadn’t expected herself to be so crazy, so proactive… She felt like a wanton woman. Yes, she had no right to talk about fidelity now. No one knew that this body was being played with by two young men every night, and one of them was her son… If it was only this once, let her and Zheng Yihang sink together, let her repay his infatuation and his pain with her body. She had nothing else to give him besides these things. Deep down, she also felt a faint sense of vengeful pleasure. What would Kai and Ji think if they knew she had slept with a man at this time just to be moved? She knew she shouldn't think or act this way, but sometimes thoughts are beyond one's control; women can be foolish sometimes.

After he ejaculated, he pulled her close, and Jiang Xinyue realized what he was about to do. She quickly refused, "No, no, I can't..." "

Xinyue, let me do it once, I really want to..." Zheng Yihang pleaded with her. He made her sit on his face, and he held her buttocks, sucking on her genitals with loud smacking sounds.

"Ah...ah..." A pleasurable yet unbearable sensation quickly enveloped her.

He sucked her entire perineum into his mouth, wanting to give her ecstasy, wanting her to remember him, to remember all that he had given her.

In his eyes, it was the most beautiful petal, more like a red butterfly, and its smooth, soft, moist, and warm touch was the most exquisite thing in the world. He flicked the clitoris with the tip of his tongue, feeling her body tense, writhing uncontrollably. He realized there was such a mechanism in her body, and his heart was filled with the thrill of exploration.

"No, no, don't touch there..." she began to plead with him. He knew she was being sarcastic; the more he touched there, the more comfortable she would feel. He curled his tongue and slowly probed into that tight opening, probing deeper and deeper, then quickly withdrew. The nectar hidden within the petals dripped down, flowing into his lips and teeth like nectar. He loved this woman; everything that belonged to her was the most precious treasure in the world.

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