[Urban] Clouds and Rain (Complete) - 9

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Chapter Eleven

: The backstage area was crowded. Besides the Chinese armed police at the entrance, there were two somewhat fierce-looking North Korean guards inside, each wearing a rather large badge on their chest.

Lu Zhiyuan knew that Park Jae-hyo also had a badge, but it was much smaller and more exquisite than theirs.

In North Korea, almost everyone wears a badge of the leader; the smaller and more exquisite, the higher the social status.

Park Jae-hyo said a few words of Korean to the two men blocking his way, and they immediately bowed and scraped aside.

Inside, many North Korean actors who had just finished performing were either sitting or standing, removing their makeup or adjusting their costumes. Park Jae-hyo magically produced a bouquet of flowers for Lu Zhiyuan, asking him to present it to Han Mi-er, who was still wearing a traditional Korean long dress.

Lu Zhiyuan handed the flowers to the girl, but didn't know what to say. He didn't speak Korean, so he could only express himself with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the North Korean singer spoke first in fairly fluent Chinese, "Thank you for the flowers, and thank you for coming to watch our performance."

Lu Zhiyuan was taken aback and blurted out, "You can speak Chinese."

"Hehe, yes,"

the girl said with a smile, "My elders were involved in revolutionary activities in Northeast China in their early years, and I majored in Chinese in university."

"Singing so well and being able to learn a foreign language so fluently, that's truly remarkable,"

Lu Zhiyuan praised.

"You flatter me,"

the North Korean girl smiled shyly. Only then did Lu Zhiyuan observe her closely. A beautiful smile bloomed on her pretty face, and without the heavy makeup, the girl looked even younger than on stage.

Her large eyes shimmered with moisture, naturally revealing a touch of tenderness, adding a touch of charm to her delicate features, yet she lacked the affectation and vulgarity of some domestic female artists. A faint fragrance wafted over, whether it was the scent of the makeup powder or the girl's natural body odor, it was hard to tell.

His gaze involuntarily traveled from her face down her smooth neck to the fully concealed neckline. At this moment, Han Meier's conservative and elaborate Korean long dress seemed even more alluring than those half-concealed dance dresses. A surge of heat rose within him, and Lu Zhiyuan even felt an urge to tear open this tight packaging to see what beauty lay beneath.

Suddenly, his phone rang, pulling Lu Zhiyuan back from his somewhat dazed reverie. He glanced at the unfamiliar number on his phone, frowned slightly, gave Han Meier a slightly apologetic smile, turned and took a few steps back to answer the phone.

"Hello."

"Is this Mr. Lu? This is Wei Wei."

A somewhat familiar voice came from the receiver.

"Oh, it's Wei. What's up?"

"Mr. Lu, uh… it's like this…"

Wei Wei's ability to organize complex stories was truly questionable. Lu Zhiyuan tried hard to reconstruct the information Wei Wei had given him in his mind, and as the information accumulated, his brows began to furrow, deepening with each passing moment.

As soon as the other person finished speaking, Lu Zhiyuan immediately ordered, "Awei, you go first, I'll be right there."

Then he quickly closed his phone, smiled at Han Meier and Park Jae-hyo, and said, "Sorry, I have something to do at home and need to go back immediately."

Before Park Jae-hyo could speak, he turned and left the backstage area, quickly walking into the corridor. The dimly lit corridor was filled with the sound of hurried running, which faded into the distance, leaving only a bewildered Han Meier and a gloomy-faced Park Jae-hyo.

"Ahahaha... huff huff..."

A young girl was braced against the wall with both hands, one leg on the ground, and the other leg being pulled high to the side and back by a man's arm, like a little female dog urinating. A tall man took advantage of her shameful position and entered her body from behind.

In the small toilet stall of the KTV, next to the toilet, he forcefully thrust and pulled out.

"Ah...huff..."

The girl's arms were pressed against the tiled wall, her slender arms trembling uncontrollably under the increasingly forceful thrusts. Beads of sweat slowly trickled down her forehead, dampening the hair at her temples.

Lu Siyu was carrying out her plan in her private room, while Sun Meiyan, her accomplice, was being violated by Zhang Hao in the nearby restroom.

Meiyan had been singing and having fun with Zhang Hao and the men and women he brought in another private room. Just now, when she went to the restroom, Zhang Hao suddenly barged in, locked the stall door behind him, and forced himself on her from behind.

Such things were not uncommon when she was with Zhang Hao in the past, sometimes even more outrageous. In the past, Meiyan was willing to cooperate with his sudden desires, but now Sun Meiyan only felt disgusted and angry, not because of the way they had sex, but because she had grown to hate Zhang Hao more and more lately.

The two of them met on a street corner outside a bar. Sun Meiyan had been out with her friends until midnight and left alone. On a quiet street, several thugs suddenly rushed out, dragged her to a corner, and attempted to rape her. Zhang Hao, who happened to be passing by, discovered this and rescued her in time.

Sun Meiyan's first impression of Zhang Hao was quite good. She was born into an unfortunate family. Her parents were both actors in the city's art troupe in their early years. Later, her father made a fortune in the stock market and started his own business. After becoming wealthy, he began to have many affairs, eventually leading to her mother divorcing him and taking her younger sister, two years her junior, and a Chinese-American man abroad.

Later, her father remarried. This woman initially treated Meiyan poorly, but after having her own son, she began to beat and verbally abuse her stepdaughter. In her current family, her father continues his philandering ways, while her stepmother remains indifferent, only demanding that her husband make a will leaving all his assets to her and her son.

Meiyan didn't want to stay in such a family for even a day; her least favorite thing after school and during holidays was going home. Originally a good student, she now only knows how to have fun, since her father is still very generous with her allowance.

Growing up in this environment, Sun Meiyan desperately craves security. She develops a strange dependence on Zhang Hao, who saved her, feeling he's someone she can rely on. She starts dating him seriously, wanting to marry him, and even secretly regrets not saving her most precious virginity for him.

But to her disappointment, Zhang Hao is far from the prince charming she imagined; he only sees her as a sexy plaything, a female companion to show off, a casual sex partner to play with for a while.

He not only wants her to sleep with him but also wants her to have threesomes with other women, even setting his sights on A Yu. Lu Siyu holds a very special place in Sun Meiyan's heart. Meiyan always felt her happiest time was during elementary school. Back then, she was completely oblivious to the conflicts between her parents, only knowing she had a happy family, a father, a mother, and a lovely younger sister.

Countless times she dreams of her childhood, and this scene always appears in her mind. Over the years, her mother had never come back to see her, leaving her to fend for herself, completely forgetting that she was also her daughter.

Sun Meiyan sometimes resented her mother's heartlessness, but she couldn't forget her adorable little sister. Her sister, with two little braids, would often follow behind her, calling her "sister, sister" in a sweet, childish voice, pestering her to play house with her.

But for so many years, she hadn't seen her sister, Meihong, again. When she saw Siyu's adorable appearance at the art school's freshman welcome party, she suddenly saw her sister's shadow. Her sister, the same age as Siyu, must have grown into a beautiful young woman by now.

Moreover, this little girl, like Mei Hong, liked to stick close to her, following her around and calling her "sister, sister." Sun Meiyan felt as if she had found her younger sister again; this girl named Si Yu was her sister.

So when Zhang Hao showed interest in Si Yu, she wanted to completely sever ties with him, never contact him again, and never give him a kind look. This time, she had no choice but to ask him for help again to help Si Yu.

"Ah...ah...you...you be gentle..."

Sun Meiyan couldn't help but moan and plead. Under Zhang Hao's bull-like thrusts, her arms could no longer support her body; both forearms were pressed against the white porcelain wall, and her head was also against it, feeling the coolness from the porcelain shards through her hair.

“That’s more exciting, that’ll make you even more slutty.”

Zhang Hao held the girl’s upturned legs while thrusting into her still very dry vagina. “Little slut, you’ve been getting colder and colder to me lately. Did you find a new big cock?”

Actually, Zhang Hao had lost interest in Sun Meiyan a while ago, but when he found that this little girl was also ignoring him, he felt a little reluctant.

Men are sometimes just like that; what they can’t have is always the best. So a few days ago, he agreed to Meiyan’s request to help, wanting to take the opportunity to enjoy this little girl again and teach her a lesson. It’s always been Brother Hao who dumps women, and no woman can dump Brother Hao.

“Huff…huff…”

Meiyan frowned in pain. Since dinner, Zhang Hao had inserted a high-frequency vibrating egg into her vagina. He had just pulled it out when they came into the bathroom and put it on the toilet tank. The girl’s delicate and sensitive flesh walls were already numb and sore from the vibration. Now, with him inserting it so forcefully, it was naturally painful, and there was no pleasure left.

"Haven't fucked you for a few days, your pussy's gotten so tight."

Zhang Hao thrust in and out of her still-dry vagina, his mouth constantly lewdly mocking the girl's pained face.

"You fucking hurt me to death, get the hell out of here!"

Sun Meiyan felt like the tender flesh inside her vagina was being rubbed raw by him, and the intense pain made her curse.

"Okay, you'll feel good soon."

Zhang Hao said, his movements not slowing down at all. Although it hurt a little to penetrate her tight vagina, it really did feel a bit like fucking a virgin, and he was even more looking forward to what was about to happen.

"You let go..."

Sun Meiyan's curse was about to come out when she suddenly felt the rubbing pain in her lower body disappear all at once, and her vagina became wet and slippery. She was startled at first, thinking that she had really bled, and that the wetness was the effect of her blood. But the tidal wave of pleasure that followed overwhelmed the fear that had just risen in her heart.

"Ah..."

The girl let out her first comfortable moan of the night, surprised at how quickly her body had changed.

She quite enjoyed having sex with men, but she had never reacted so quickly before. Sun Meiyan subconsciously glanced back at Zhang Hao standing behind her, seeing a smug, wicked smile on his lips, and a greater unease rose within her.

Zhang Hao also noticed the girl's reaction; her vagina, somewhat dry like a virgin's, instantly gushed forth copious amounts of fluid, and his penis, inserted inside, no longer felt tight or painful, but rather like it was soaking in a hot spring. The girl's face flushed as she turned, her slightly high cheekbones like fiery clouds, and her eyes began to shimmer with a hazy, watery light.

Overwhelmed by a sudden surge of sexual arousal, Sun Meiyan was at a loss. She struggled to focus her dazed mind and stammered, "I...I...what...how..."

Zhang Hao ignored her pleas. Seeing the girl's obvious signs of arousal, he was filled with smug satisfaction. "Hehe, you little slut, I told you you'd enjoy it. You're a born slut."

With that, he quickened his thrusts, his thick penis pumping in and out of the girl's vagina. Translucent vaginal fluid clung to his shaft, and her open vulva was rubbed raw and red, the sounds of his penis sliding in and out making a wet, squelching sound.

"This...this...is...ahhh..."

She wanted to ask for clarification, but Zhang Hao's rapid thrusting inexplicably aroused her, sending her into a sudden climax. Between Sun Meiyan's snow-white buttocks, her cherry-red vulva turned bright red and hot. Zhang Hao's penis, like a plow, rapidly opened and closed the girl's labia majora and minora. The bright red labia made a sizzling sound as the black penis penetrated them, and drops of vaginal fluid dripped down, wetting her pubic hair. The fine hairs, soaked with fluid, curled together, creating an exceptionally erotic scene. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can you possibly enjoy that? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

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

The girl writhed uncontrollably, beads of sweat flying from her hair. Her delicate face was flushed red from the heat, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed into slits, and her small mouth uttered only sporadic words and moans of pleasure.

"Uh...so good...huff...huff..."

Zhang Hao gripped her beautiful, concave waist with both hands, forcefully thrusting his penis deep into the girl's body, as if trying to crush something, slamming it hard against her soft, tender flesh with each stroke, making him groan in pleasure.

Watching this recently disobedient little slut moaning under his cock once again, Zhang Hao felt a surge of masculine satisfaction. Her wet, juicy vagina clenched tightly, like a warm, tight-fitting sleeve.

A wave of pleasurable sensations surged from his penis. Before he knew it, a shiver ran down his spine, his cock twitched a few times, and he shuddered as a stream of semen spurted into the girl's hot, wet vagina.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Hao cursed, his shrunken penis being squeezed out little by little by the tightly contracting vagina. His purplish-red shaft was covered in milky-white fluid, dripping onto the floor.

His partner withdrew his penis, and Sun Meiyan, suddenly losing her man's support, collapsed weakly to the floor. Her limp body struggled to roll over, landing on her back beside the toilet. The filthy water immediately soaked her clothes and soiled her back. But she didn't care. She began to grope herself, using her ten slender fingers to spread her labia majora and minora, frantically thrusting into her vagina and kneading her clitoris.

"So hot...so itchy...so itchy...ah haha...mmm..."

The girl, completely in heat, squinted her eyes, oblivious to the glistening saliva dribbling from the corner of her mouth, moaning incoherently, seemingly seeking pleasure from someone.

Looking at this little slut, Zhang Hao really wanted to have another go, but alas, his manhood was limp and unresponsive. Luckily, the girl was still horny and unaware, otherwise he would have lost face terribly.

Just then, a drunken voice came from the doorway, "How much have you guys drunk already..."

"Hehe, you're no different, five bottles and you're already shaking..."

"Nonsense, I drank, I drank six!"

Three drunken young men, arm in arm, staggered into the bathroom. As soon as they entered, they saw two long, slender, white legs in the stall directly opposite the door. One leg was propped up on the edge of the toilet, the other on the bathroom partition wall. Judging from the taut skin, the owner of the two legs was very young, and her ten fingers were randomly kneading her open genitals. The white fluid stuck to the red vulva looked so conspicuous.

"It's so itchy...it's so itchy...I want...I want..."

The girl's wanton moans echoed in the cramped bathroom. The three men instantly sobered up. Was this some kind of porn film? This slut was so thirsty she was masturbating in the men's restroom—was she crazy, or had they stumbled upon a rare beauty?

But then they noticed a man standing next to her, fastening his belt. The man was tall and muscular, with a fierce look on his face, which made the three men hesitate, afraid of getting into trouble.

Yet, they couldn't resist watching, following the girl's moans. A half-naked beauty frantically masturbating in the bathroom wasn't something you saw every day; it was more exciting than any Japanese porn film.

Zhang Hao, having fastened his pants, gave the three men an arrogant look, glancing at the girl lying on the floor, and said, "This chick's on drugs. If you guys want some fun, don't be shy. This kind of good thing doesn't come around every day."

With that, he put his hands in his pockets and swaggered out of the men's restroom.

Hearing this, the three men, who had been staring intently at the girl, turned bloodshot. The girl, already consumed by lust, was completely unaware that she was being stared at by three strange men. She brazenly parted her labia with her fingers, inserting three slender white fingers rapidly in and out of her vulva.

Sticky fluids and the semen the men had just ejaculated were drawn out, the milky white mucus coating the red opening of her vulva like pollen-laden flower petals. Combined with her constantly writhing pink buttocks, it was a truly alluring and erotic flower, incredibly tempting to the men.

"Ah ha ha... ah... so uncomfortable... so uncomfortable..."

the girl moaned as she continued to vigorously knead her already red and almost bleeding genitals. She didn't know that her actions and sounds were almost setting the three strange men beside her ablaze.

One wiped his mouth and laughed, "Damn, look how wanton she is, what a slut!"

"Tsk tsk, this girl's pussy is so wet!"

another swallowed hard.

"Damn it, you didn't even leave me a hole!"

The three of them jostled and squeezed into the small bathroom.

"Ah..."

Sun Meiyan, already fully aroused, finally had a man's erect penis fill her thirsty vagina, so comfortable that she arched her neck high and let out a long, drawn-out moan. The small space was filled with the girl's wanton screams and the men's deep, heavy breathing.

Hearing the sounds behind him, Zhang Hao turned and left with a contemptuous smile. That little slut's performance was actually quite something, and his little brother had also reacted a bit. However, that little slut had been fucked too much, and she had long lost her flavor; her cunt was almost devoid of elasticity from being fucked so much.

Xiao Siyu next to her, on the other hand, was quite flavorful, and she was probably still a virgin. If he could get a taste of that fresh peach, it would be better than a basket of rotten apricots.

Thinking of this, he rummaged in his pocket and touched a small bottle with a label full of Japanese writing. This stuff is incredibly effective! Just a fifth of it in that little slut's mineral water and she's already acting like this. If I poured the whole thing in, she'd probably shove the plunger down her cunt.

Heh heh, this Japanese stuff really works. Last time I saw Dad use it to teach that college girl who wouldn't entertain guests a lesson. After being drugged, that girl not only had her virginity broken, but she even went so far as to use a beer bottle to penetrate her cunt. That was fucking awesome.

If I gave Lu Siyu a little of this, maybe I could get my hands on her tonight. Now that this little chick doesn't have Sun Meiyan protecting her, she's completely at my mercy.

Zhang Hao's plan was good, but he also knew that the real reason he wasn't touching Siyu wasn't Sun Meiyan, but because he'd heard Siyu's father was a businessman with some influence in Dongdu. If he messed with his daughter, his father would definitely make his life miserable.

If he messed around with a woman and caused trouble, his father, Zhang Wanlong, would definitely beat him to death when he got home.

I used to think Siyu was just a well-behaved rich girl, but I didn't expect her to be so ruthless. She even wanted to take nude photos of other women to teach them a lesson. But it's understandable, these post-90s girls are all crazy and capable of anything.

According to Sun Meiyan, this woman is a college student from a prestigious university. I wonder what she looks like.

Thinking about this, he arrived at Siyu's private room. He opened the door, and there was only Siyu and a woman on the sofa in the corner.

Under the dim light, Siyu was holding a camera, lost in thought.

When she saw Zhang Hao push the door open, Siyu was startled at first. After recognizing him, she got up and walked to the door, glancing behind him. Looking at the man in front of her, she asked with a hint of unease, "Brother Hao, where's Sister Meiyan?"

"She's drunk too much and is sleeping."

Zhang Hao made up a lie. Every time he saw this girl, he felt she was getting more and more attractive. She really has changed a lot as she grows up.

Zhang Hao scrutinized the girl before him. Her still somewhat immature face was like a budding flower, not yet in full bloom, but the womanly charm she exuded, her alluring eyes, and the seductive smile at the corner of her mouth already made him imagine the beautiful scene of the petals opening. Especially if he could make her bloom beneath him, that would be the greatest pride for a man.

As for her figure, her breasts, encased in a small tank top, were full like two ripe lemons, trembling slightly with the girl's breath. This made Zhang Hao's little brother, who had just finished ejaculating, tremble slightly and become aroused again.

He made a move to put his arm around the girl's fragrant shoulder, but Si Yu nimbly stepped back to avoid it. The man didn't seem to mind and still asked with a smile, "Ah Yu, how was it? Did you finish your business?"

Si Yu always felt that this man, who pretended to be friendly to her, was lecherous. Every time they met, his eyes would dart inside her clothes. Her beautiful sister had been telling her to be careful of this lecherous guy lately.

"Not yet,"

the girl unconsciously lowered her head. After drugging her sister, she followed her pre-planned strategy, sending the other girls to another pre-arranged room to continue their fun, while she stayed behind to "take care" of the sleeping Siyun.

Looking at Lu Siyun lying on the sofa, Siyu was torn between teaching her rival a lesson and protecting her sister. Zhang Hao's words forced her to make a choice again, and the question resurfaced in her mind: Lu Siyu, what should you do?

The girl's anxiety was quite amusing to Zhang Hao; her lowered face was flushed, like a ripe red apple. Looking down, his gaze fell on her bulging breasts, revealing an alluring cleavage through the neckline of her tank top.

"Tear down that tank top, and there must be two snow-white breasts underneath. Give them a squeeze, hehe, so good!"

Zhang Hao fantasized in his mind, taking a step closer to Siyu, using his height advantage to better admire the alluring scenery on the girl's chest.

Still preoccupied with how to play with the two treasures, he asked with concern, "Why haven't you done it yet? Don't you want to get revenge on that wicked woman?"

Lost in her own thoughts, Siyu was oblivious to his lecherous gaze. She murmured softly, "Maybe...maybe we should just let it go."

"Hey, how can we let it go?"

Zhang Hao, always eager for trouble, urged, "A woman who bullied my Siyu can't be let off the hook!"

"Sorry, Siyu is still a lovely girl, after all. Come on, let me help you."

He strolled to the sofa, curiously examining the woman lying there.

Good heavens, once he looked, Zhang Hao found himself unable to look away.

The woman sleeping soundly on the dark red sofa was the most alluring woman he had ever seen. Her delicate face was slightly flushed, her long eyelashes trembled gently with her breath, and her cherry-red lips made him irresistibly want to kiss her.

Although her body was tightly wrapped in a long dress, the purple fabric perfectly outlined every curve of her body, revealing all the contours of her flesh without showing any of her fair skin, making him feel unbearably itchy.

This woman possessed both the innocence of a girl and the allure of a mature woman; the purity of a young girl and the charm of a mature woman were perfectly combined in one person—truly a masterpiece. Even Zhang Hao, who had been with many women, secretly compared her to others. Among all the women he had been with, this girl who had been captivated was undoubtedly number one.

Xiao Siyu was also good, but she hadn't fully matured yet. This girl was clearly superior; no wonder the little girl was unhappy. Well, it's good that I met her today; it's truly my good fortune. Zhang Hao's eyes scanned Siyun's delicate body inch by inch, constantly praising her in his heart.

These enormous breasts were clearly much larger than the little girl's. If Siyu's were a lemon, these were a grapefruit. Even lying down, they didn't spread out; they remained round and plump. Her slender waist was incredibly thin, as if it were missing a pair of ribs, easily encircled by two hands, further emphasizing the high, fullness of her breasts.

Further down, her thighs formed an alluring "Y" shape, with a slight indentation in the middle. The most enticing part was right there in that indentation, sparking endless fantasies. But the purple skirt blocked all prying eyes, and Zhang Hao couldn't resist reaching out to grab them.

"Brother Hao, what are you doing?"

Siyu's light, melodious voice pulled him from his erotic reverie.

"Huh? Ah, what is it?"

Zhang Hao turned to look at Siyu, who was staring intently at him, and chuckled, concealing his lewd thoughts. "Siyu, let me see what you took."

Seeing the digital camera in Siyu's hand, he reached out and took it.

The camera only contained a few simple photos, just pictures of the captivated girl sleeping. But looking closely now, the woman's face really does resemble Xiao Siyu's; the more you look, the more similar their features become.

At first glance, their styles seem quite different, but unexpectedly, they even look a bit like sisters.

Zhang Hao held the camera and looked at Siyun, who resembled Sleeping Beauty. Her beautiful face and slender neck exuded purity and elegance, while her high breasts, accentuated by her slender waist, made her figure appear sexy and alluring. Her dignified features, however, subtly hinted at a hint of spring, causing him to involuntarily swallow hard.

"Siyu, look, this is how you take pictures,"

Zhang Hao said as he began, posing Lu Siyun, who was fast asleep on the sofa, for the photos. "Arms above your head, body facing forward,"

Si Yun, lying on her side, was moved by him until her jade-like body lay sprawled on the long sofa, her hands above her head. The fabric tightened, making her breasts appear even higher and more prominent, the full, rounded mounds forming a beautiful semi-circular arc against the fabric.

The edges of the sofa cushions were smooth, and Si Yun's right leg inadvertently slipped off the edge, her parted legs stretching the hem of her skirt into a straight line, revealing a section of smooth calf, her skin white and translucent. Although only a small portion of her skin was visible, it made Zhang Hao's mouth dry.

He pretended to take a picture while greedily staring at Si Yun's alluring skin through the lens. Between her thighs, through the gap in her skirt, a glimpse of white could be vaguely seen. Zhang Hao decisively pressed the flash, and in those few seconds of light, he could see that the girl was wearing alluring white lace panties, the small, narrow panties covering her most private area.

"I wonder what's inside?"

Zhang Hao wondered to himself, pressing the shutter button faster and faster. As her legs parted, the edges of her panties, tightly covering her private parts, gradually tightened inwards, slowly revealing the reddened skin of the girl's genitals, which slowly became more and more rosy.

Meanwhile, the man taking the photos was also changing; his penis, which had just ejaculated, became erect again, growing larger with the increasing exposure of the skin.

"This chick is fucking hot. It would be a disservice to myself and my little brother if I didn't have some fun with her," Zhang

Hao licked his lips, thinking to himself.

Anyway, if anything went wrong, he could blame it on Si Yu, and besides, he hadn't done it in his own shop. This shop was under Ma Shijun's protection; hehe, if anything happened, he'd be the scapegoat. Zhang Hao couldn't help but admire his own experience and wit.

Having made up his mind, he couldn't take any more pictures. This girl not only had straight, tender legs, but her exposed ankles were also delicate and exquisite, with ankle bones like small seashells, making one want to hold them in their hands and play with them.

Such a good thing, he mustn't rush it, he had to enjoy it slowly, he told himself, so he reached out and grabbed that tempting little foot.

"What are you going to do now?"

Siyu asked nervously from the side.

"I'm helping her pose in a few lewd positions, so you can get revenge. Spread your thighs apart, it'll be better if you show your lower body."

He gestured as he pretended to grab Siyun's ankle and pull her legs apart.

Little Siyu quickly stepped forward, blocking him and shouting, "Stop, I'm not playing anymore, get out, I'm not playing anymore."

Heh heh, how could that be? Zhang Hao glanced at the sleeping beauty lying on the sofa, turned his head and glared at Siyu with a ferocious look, stretched out his arms, and picked her up, his strong arms like iron clamps tightening around the little girl.

No matter how much the soft, fragrant woman struggled in his arms, no matter how her full breasts pounded against his chest, he had no other thoughts. He shoved Lu Siyu into the bathroom in a few steps, threw her inside, and slammed the door shut.

When Siyu jumped up and pounded on the door, she found it locked, as hard as stone.

Thump, thump, thump, she pounded on the bathroom door; bang, bang, bang, her rounded shoulders turning red. No matter how much she kicked or slammed the small bathroom door, it wouldn't budge.

An unprecedented tension and fear instantly enveloped the girl's entire body. She felt her back—no, her whole body—was sweating profusely, and the sweat was icy cold.

"Let me out! Don't touch her! Zhang Hao, you can't touch her! Or you'll be in big trouble! Do you hear me?!"

Lu Siyu shouted, knowing that such shouting was useless, but if she didn't scream, she feared she would go crazy.

Seeing the man's gaze towards her sister and his ferocious expression towards her, even the most naive woman would understand the meaning.

A tearing sound, the clear sound of fabric ripping coming from outside the door, instantly froze Siyu's sweat into ice crystals; every joint and muscle in her body stiffened.

"That sound… Sister will be…"

Little Siyu's eyes widened, her small hands covering her open mouth, tears already streaming down her face.

After getting the mischievous Siyu into the small restroom attached to the private room, Zhang Hao finally had a chance to kiss her. He grabbed the smooth leg in front of him. "Ah," he couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh. The skin on this girl's legs was so tender and smooth; although it looked slender, it was soft and plump to the touch—truly exquisite.

Zhang Hao's penis was already painfully throbbing against his waistband, so he no longer cared about taking his time. He forcefully lifted the girl's skirt, and with a ripping sound, the tight hem tore open, revealing a long rip.

The man looked up greedily at her; the girl's rounded knees were white with a rosy tint, and her long, shapely thighs were full and smooth.

The most alluring sight, of course, was the alluring view between her legs. Narrow, thin white silk panties barely covered the girl's precious private parts, a glimpse of dark velvet peeking through the semi-transparent lace. Clinging between her rounded thighs, the dim light filtering through the purple fabric teased Zhang Hao's already burning desire.

His gaze was fixed on the narrow white silk crotch, on which the slightly raised, date-shaped labia majora protruded. He could almost smell the faint musky scent emanating from the girl's vulva, a slightly sour aroma more potent than any expensive perfume in arousing a man's lust.

Zhang Hao's eyes widened, staring intently at the triangular, slender panties. Through the lace seams at the bottom, he could vaguely see the white skin at the base of her thighs, a few strands of black hair peeking out, and the most tempting bright red vulva. He

was almost there; if the panties revealed just a little more, he could see the thick pubic hair and the wet, throbbing vulva. The boy thought with frustration, looking at the hazy black mass, momentarily forgetting that the girl was actually at his mercy.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Hao suddenly realized, damn it, if he wanted to see it, he should have done it himself, he was such a fucking idiot.

Although he thought this, his outstretched hand was still trembling slightly. The young master Zhang, who had slept with many women, was like a virgin who had never touched a woman before. His heart was beating faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his throat. His throat was tight and dry, and he couldn't help but swallow a few times.

Zhang Hao's right hand traced up the smooth skin of Si Yun's inner thigh, and his outstretched hand finally touched the white lace. Through the panties, the soft body hair and the small white mound of flesh were pressed under his fingers.

He pressed his palm down, finding a soft, sunken spot emanating a constant warmth. He slowly kneaded it, feeling the delicate labia parting and closing beneath his palm even through the crotch of her underwear. A wave of ecstasy washed over him.

"Hoo..."

With his movements, the girl exhaled a long, drawn-out breath. As if on command, Zhang Hao, who had been holding back for so long, pounced on her, his right hand still pressing against her breasts, his entire body pressing against hers. His erect penis, straining against his pants, pressed against the girl's soft, supple thighs, the elastic flesh almost causing him to ejaculate inside.

Zhang Hao quickly braced his other elbow on the edge of the sofa, pulling himself away from Si Yun's alluring body. He took deep breaths; if he were to ejaculate inside such a beauty, he'd want to kill himself.

After calming down, the urge to ejaculate subsided. He looked down at her face; the girl's delicate features were like a lily glistening with dew, her long eyelashes fluttering gently with her breath like butterfly fans. Her crimson lips were slightly parted, exhaling a sweet fragrance that seemed to beckon a kiss, making one irresistibly want to kiss her.

Zhang Hao restrained his urge to kiss her, gave a lewd smile, and tightened his hand on the girl's panties, pinching her protruding vulva. His thick, long fingers could even feel the smoothness of the skin around her mons pubis. Si Yun, still unconscious, seemed to sense something, her brows furrowing slightly. The boy triumphantly increased the pressure, kneading Si Yun's tender mons pubis and pubic hair together, causing her brows to furrow even more deeply.

The girl's reaction and the warm, soft flesh beneath his palm greatly satisfied him. He could already imagine himself fucking this beauty

later. This girl, whose name he didn't even know, would be fucked to the point of death by his big cock, her expressions a thousand times more varied than they were now. He wondered what her voice was like, how lewd her moans would be. Anyway, the more prim and proper a girl was, the more slutty she would be then. Hehe, this time he was going to make her so happy that she could never leave his big cock again.

"Hehe,"

the imagination in his mind made him even more excited. His cock, pressing against the girl's thigh, became even harder, wanting to quickly enter that wet little hole.

He lewdly licked Siyun's smooth face with his tongue, feeling like he was licking a peeled boiled egg. "So fucking tender,"

his eyes burned with a raging fire of lust. He grabbed the edge of Lu Siyun's panties and pulled them down forcefully. "Beauty, you're mine now!"

When Lu Zhiyuan arrived, Wei Wei and a few others had just arrived as well. They were standing by the roadside when a blinding headlight suddenly shone on them. The roar of a car engine hurtling towards them filled their ears. Before they could even shield their eyes from the glare, a silver BMW was already hurtling towards them like a madman, startling them into a hasty retreat.

The car was fast and aggressive; just when Wei Wei and his friends thought it was about to veer off the road, fly up the steps, and crash into a banyan tree, the wheels spun sharply, the tires screeching against the edge of the steps before coming to a screeching halt.

"Screech..."

The sound of tires screeching against the pavement still echoed in their ears when the car door opened, and a middle-aged man stepped onto the ground almost as the tires stopped.

"Lu..."

Before Wei Wei could even greet him, Lu Zhiyuan, his face grim, uttered only one word from his tightly pursed lips, "Go."

His voice, like that of a wild beast released from its cage, carried a bloodthirsty murderous intent.

The thugs all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him or utter a word. Noticing Wei Ge's gaze fixed on him, Awang, standing behind, immediately nodded hastily and led the way.

The dimly lit KTV corridor was filled with a yellowish hue. Men and women occasionally walked in and out, supporting each other and embracing. A group of men in shirts and trousers rushed past, their appearance and expressions making them look exactly like vengeful gangsters from a movie.

This imposing presence quickly parted the narrow corridor, and everyone who saw them pressed themselves against the walls, fearing they might be accidentally injured.

"Is this the one?"

Wei Wei asked, seeing Awang stop at the door of a private room. "This…"

Before Awang could answer, a man in a white shirt walked over and kicked the tightly closed door open with a bang.

"Mr… Lu…"

Everyone present was surprised that this seemingly refined man would use such violence to break down the door and rush inside.

There was no time to think. The others rushed in as well. The room was pitch black except for the blinding white light from the monitor. The air, thick with the smell of smoke and alcohol, was thick with the scent of lust.

A man was sprawled on the sofa against the wall. Judging from the still-muscular back, he was quite young. His trousers were only hanging on his left leg, his taut, dark buttocks swaying back and forth.

Two pale, white thighs were wrapped around his waist, looking much more slender and delicate. A girl's soft moans came from beneath him, "Mmm..."

"Bang!"

The loud thud of the door being kicked open startled the man, and his erect penis instantly went limp. "Ah!"

The girl beneath him screamed and quickly grabbed a piece of clothing from the floor to cover herself. The young man's face turned a deep purplish-red. He turned around and shouted, "Damn it, who are you guys? What the hell are you trying to..."

But then his gaze met that of the man who had barged in first, and he swallowed the rest of his curse.

The icy gaze from Lu Zhiyuan sent chills down the young man's spine. His fierce pupils seemed to hold a ferocious beast, his wide-open eyes filled with a blood-red savagery. Terrified, the young man dared not utter a word, quickly lowering his head, avoiding eye contact, and tightly shutting his mouth, fearing he might be killed by this unfamiliar middle-aged man at any moment.

Thankfully, the other person only glanced around the room, then with a whoosh, turned and walked out. His accomplices didn't offer any explanation and followed him out.

A while later, the music in the hallway drowned out the rapid footsteps. The young man slowly pulled up his pants, trembling as he got up and closed the wide-open door. The tense atmosphere in the room finally eased a little.

"Those guys were terrifying,"

the girl said, hugging the young man from behind, still shaken. "He even stared at me! It scared me to death!"

"Don't be afraid, hehe, I'm here. They won't dare do anything,"

the young man replied in his most relaxed voice, though his own legs were still trembling, making his words seem less convincing. Were these gangsters here for revenge? Looks like I'll have to avoid this place in the future; it's just too dangerous.

Walking down the corridor, Awang glanced at Lu Zhiyuan and Wei Wei following behind him, and gave an awkward laugh. "Hehe, Mr. Lu, Brother Wei, it seems I was wrong."

Lu Zhiyuan didn't say a word, only moved his lips slightly, his face frighteningly gloomy. Wei Wei glared at him, reached out and slapped Awang hard on the head, making him stagger, and cursed, "Damn it, you little punk, you better watch your step, or I'll throw you into the Wuyi River to feed the crocodiles."

"Yes, yes,"

Awang replied meekly. He walked ahead, watching the doors flash by. They were all exactly the same, which one was it? He racked his brains, desperately trying to remember. He wanted to please Brother Wei and Mr. Lu, but he hoped he wouldn't end up getting himself involved.

Every room was quite similar to his memory. The pale yellow light cast a dim glow over the entire corridor. Men and women passed by him frequently. He wanted to peek inside every door that opened beside him, but he was afraid his boss would misunderstand and assume he was looking at the target. "

Damn it, I can't be wrong again!" Cold sweat broke out on Awang's back. He could almost feel the fierce gazes behind him. If he couldn't find the target soon… he might really be thrown into the Wuyi River by Brother Wei.

Wait, that's right! A thought suddenly popped into his head. The person he saw on the monitor was on the third screen, so the corresponding monitor was…

Awang ran quickly to the end of the corridor, not even bothering to call out to the people behind him.

He turned a corner and stopped in front of a room near the bathroom. Looking up, he saw a bowl-shaped plastic cover with a small red light up facing upside down on the ceiling. He pointed excitedly at the door, stammering, "Boss, boss..." Before

he could finish, Wei Wei, who had arrived from behind, kicked the door. With a loud bang, Wei, known throughout Wufu Street for his ruthless fists and swift knives, nearly fell to the ground. His foot hadn't even touched the door; someone behind him had arrived first, kicking it hard from behind.

Instantly, the black leather-covered door flew open, pieces of wood of varying sizes flew from the lock, and two of the four brass hinges were torn off, hanging jingling on the crooked door.

Zhang Hao, at this moment, was gripping Si Yun's slender ankles, brazenly spreading her legs, his eyes fixed on the girl's exposed private parts. Although he knew that penetration would be a hundred times more pleasurable than looking, he couldn't help but stare intently, as if this beautiful flesh would fly away if he didn't look.

Putting everything else aside, this beauty's mons pubis is truly exquisite. First, it's white—her genitals are the same white color as the skin on her surrounding thighs, covered only by a thin layer of soft hair. The skin of her labia is smooth and delicate, unlike many women I've had before, whose labia majora are rough and covered with hair follicles.

Second, it's full—the white, tender mons pubis is high and full, and with the labia majora tightly closed, it makes her vulva appear even more plump, like a freshly steamed bun.

Finally, it's tight. Many women I've had before, no matter how beautiful or well-proportioned, once they lost their virginity, their labia minora would be turned inside out, only the size of the opening differed.

But this girl is different; her vulva is exactly the opposite. Her labia majora are closed inside out. Her labia minora are just two thin folds, as if lining the labia majora. While others' labia are turned outwards, even revealing the clitoris, hers is like a small peach, with only a dimple-like indentation between her thighs.

Could this be the legendary "one-line-sky steamed bun pussy," the ultimate steamed bun pussy? After pulling down Si Yun's panties, Zhang Hao saw this rare and beautiful sight and couldn't help but think of something he'd seen on a porn site—he couldn't remember if it was sis or Pervert.com—where a post by someone called Dr. B described it as the ultimate pussy type, one in a million, and never loose. He said that

once inside, the labia majora, labia minora, and vaginal muscles would tightly wrap around his penis, the combined force gripping his manhood tightly, giving him unparalleled pleasure.

At the time, he thought it was nonsense. How could a woman not have her pussy open after being fucked? He'd been with so many girls, at least a thousand or eight hundred, how come he'd never seen anything like it?

He never expected to actually encounter one today, and she was even waiting for him to fuck her with her legs spread open. It was truly a blessing from heaven. An ultimate girl, an ultimate pussy! He'd met some beautiful and hot girls before, but once inside, their cunts were so tight, it felt like a train could run through them.

This one clearly wasn't a virgin, but her lower body was still so tightly wrapped up, her legs spread so wide that only a shallow slit of her vulva was visible, red and tender, so incredibly alluring.

He couldn't help but fantasize about immediately shoving his rock-hard member inside, thrusting in and out repeatedly without restraint, imagining this exquisite little girl writhing her sexy waist beneath him, imagining her arms tightly embracing him, calling him "big cock brother," begging to be fucked harder.

He would also hold her waist from behind and fuck her vigorously, fuck her hard, slapping her pert buttocks until they were red, training her to be his bitch.

Hehe, then he could fuck her anytime, however he wanted. Just like in those Japanese porn movies, wearing stockings that exposed her crotch, standing in the park, her ass sticking out for him to fuck. And she'd even be wearing a dog leash, walking her on the grass like a dog, hahaha.

Yes, he wanted her to urinate and defecate in front of him, then film it and show it to his brothers, to make those bastards drool, hehe. But… he glanced at Siyun's beautiful face, and decided to wait until he was tired of her. Until then, no one should touch her.

He wondered how long he would have to play with such a top-quality girl, hehe. While admiring the beautiful scene before him, he fantasized about how to get his hands on the beauty, only then realizing that his erect penis was throbbing painfully. Thick secretions flowed from the tip of his penis, making it sticky and leaving a long, wet, shiny thread.

Zhang Hao also felt his lower abdomen burning. He grabbed Siyun's ankles with both hands, twisted his waist to adjust the angle of his penis, and aimed his apricot-sized, bright red glans at the alluring red slit on her tender white mound, preparing to thrust into this exquisite hole.

Just as the purplish-red glans of his penis approached Siyun's beautiful vulva, he heard a loud bang behind him. Before he could turn around, he felt something clamp down on his neck, and then, with a suffocating force, he was forcibly pulled off the sofa.

His legs were practically dragged along, his entire weight hanging on his neck, or more precisely, on the thing clamping him. Ugh… he could only manage a few instinctive sounds before being dragged heavily against the wall by the thing around his neck, his head slamming against the wall with a thud. In

a panic, he kicked open the door. The first thing he saw upon entering the room, just looking at the two slender feet held by the strange man's ankles and the trembling, delicate toes, Lu Zhiyuan was absolutely certain that the girl lying on the sofa was his precious daughter, the woman he loved most now—Lu Siyun.

His mind exploded. Although he had imagined countless possibilities along the way and told himself to prepare for the worst, when he saw it with his own eyes, a mushroom cloud instantly exploded in his head, and everything before his eyes became blurry. He

felt no sensation as he stepped on the ground; his body swayed and he was on the sofa. He grabbed the strange man in front of him, wanting only to pull him away from his daughter, as far away as possible.

Lu Zhiyuan grabbed Zhang Hao by the neck, hanging the man, who was taller than him, against the wall with one arm.

Zhang Hao could only touch the ground by standing on tiptoe, and even then, he could barely breathe in a little air, and it was getting less and less. The man's large hand was like a mechanical clamp, no matter how much he pulled on his arm, it wouldn't budge, and it was getting tighter and tighter.

He wanted to scream, but all the sound was choked in his throat by that large hand. Under the increasingly tight fingers, not only was the air being squeezed out, but it felt like even life itself was being squeezed out of his body.

Zhang Hao felt the air in his lungs growing increasingly scarce, his eyeballs bulging and bloodshot from the constriction, his lungs throbbing with excruciating pain as if they were about to explode, every muscle in his body spasming. His mind became hazy, his pupils dilating slowly with the approach of death.

In his blurred vision, he saw a middle-aged man he had never seen before. His distorted vision obscured the man's face, only that his features were contorted and indistinct. But Zhang Hao would forever remember those eyes—the blood-red sclera stained with blood, even the black pupils purplish-red from the congestion.

Lu Zhiyuan had lost all sense of his surroundings. Touch, light, and sound had no effect on him. He only knew he had to hold him down, hold this guy down. Only this way could he keep Siyun away from danger, keep her safe, and end his excruciating pain. Yes, that's it, this kid must disappear!

Seeing the contorted muscles in his face, Lu Zhiyuan recalled the lewd grin on Zhang Hao's face from earlier. Suddenly, he launched a flying kick, his knee slamming into Zhang Hao's still-erect penis.

The engorged, erect penis was struck hard, and the intense pain instantly made Zhang Hao scream, "Ah..."

He seemed to need to expel all the air from his lungs to alleviate the agony.

The pain was like a giant hand gripping his lungs tightly, and the air squeezed out broke through Lu Zhiyuan's fingers, rushing out of his throat with a sharp cry, "Ah oh uh uh..."

The sound was like a rooster being choked.

Wei Wei, standing nearby, was dumbfounded. The seemingly refined Mr. Lu had moved to the sofa with movements so subtle he could barely see it, then, like grabbing a chick, lifted a man over 180 centimeters tall against the wall.

Good heavens, he can lift a person weighing over 100 pounds with one hand? Could he be a legendary, hidden master of internal martial arts?

But looking closely, isn't that little bastard Zhang Hao hanging there? Damn, his face is contorted so much I almost don't recognize him. What a small world, running into him here. He usually relies on his father's influence to cause trouble on the boss's turf. This time, I'll definitely teach him a lesson.

But looking at his usually arrogant face, the color has changed from red to white, then from white to blue. He's probably barely breathing. Killing him would be easy, but this is the boss's territory. Besides, if the boss finds out I dragged Mr. Lu into this, he definitely won't let me off easily.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu," Wei Wei called out twice from the side. Seeing that Lu Zhiyuan didn't react at all, but his muscular hand tightened little by little, Zhang Hao's black eyes were almost rolled back into the air under his grip.

"You guys..."

Wei Wei called out, turning around. He knew he couldn't possibly hold Lu Zhiyuan down by himself. Turning his head, he found the boys completely ignoring him, their eyes fixed on the sofa.

Wei Wei looked over and, oh my god, a girl—he couldn't quite describe her—was lying naked on it. Her appearance, her figure… He suddenly realized, this must be the woman Mr. Lu had rushed to rescue.

Thinking of Lu Zhiyuan's behavior, he quickly looked away and cursed, "You bunch of bastards, watch your eyes! Quick, help me talk Mr. Lu away!" Hearing

their leader's shout, the boys snapped out of their daze and rushed forward with Wei Wei, grabbing Lu Zhiyuan and pulling him back with all their might.

“Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu,”

Wei Wei shouted, struggling to pry open Lu Zhiyuan’s hand. “Killing this bastard isn’t worth it, stop! Stop!”

As if hearing Wei Wei’s cries and understanding the consequences, Lu Zhiyuan slowly released his grip. Having pried open Wei Wei’s iron-like hand, Wei Wei quickly had someone pull Zhang Hao aside, fearing Lu Zhiyuan might still be angry and strangle him. Then, turning to the still somewhat dazed Lu Zhiyuan, he said, “Mr. Lu, please look after that girl.”

Hearing Wei Wei’s words, Lu Zhiyuan suddenly remembered Si Yun lying naked on the sofa. He jolted awake, rushed to the sofa, and quickly pulled off his shirt, covering Si Yun with it. He also used his body to shield himself from the possible gazes of the people behind him.

Upon noticing Lu Zhiyuan looking in their direction, the thugs trembled, not daring to turn around, shake their heads, or even move their eyes. They could only stare intently at Zhang Hao, who was already in a semi-conscious state.

Suddenly, the room became deathly silent. Lu Zhiyuan silently checked Siyun's body, occasionally glancing menacingly at Zhang Hao. The thugs guarding Zhang Hao, unsure whether he was looking at Zhang Hao or themselves, felt a chill run down their spines and dared not even breathe, fearing that the same scene that had befallen the unconscious boy would happen to them.

At this moment, the loudest sound in the entire room came from behind the tightly closed bathroom door, a soft sobbing.

Wei Wei first glanced at the bathroom door, then cautiously looked at Lu Zhiyuan. At the other's signal, he walked to the bathroom door, unlatched it, and flung it open. Inside, a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old was squatting, her beautiful eyes still glistening with tears, her face streaked with tear stains, indicating she had been crying several times.

The door suddenly opened, and Lu Siyu jerked her head up. At that moment, she even wished that the door would never open again. Thinking about what happened on the other side, the little girl would rather be a ridiculous ostrich, burying her head deep in the sand of self-deception. She simply couldn't accept what might happen outside.

After the door opened, she closed her eyes at first, but after a few seconds, hearing no movement, she couldn't help but open her tearful eyes and look outside. The scene was far from what she had imagined. Her original thought was a scene of devastation—her sister's delicate body lying sprawled, ravaged and disheveled, with Zhang Hao sitting beside her, looking lewd and satisfied.

But in the dim light of the dimly lit room, the men before her were people she had never seen before. Staring blankly at them for a few seconds, Siyu subconsciously glanced around, and the scene before her made the girl freeze.

How... how could it be like this? Besides a few unfamiliar men, the father, Lu Zhiyuan, was also in the room, shirtless, straddling the sofa with his legs spread wide.

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