Young woman (1-6)

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The First Chapter of "The Young Woman's Sister (1-6)
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Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were childhood friends, what we often call childhood sweethearts.
They studied together throughout elementary, middle, and high school.

Because they lived in the same neighborhood, they often visited each other
. For Zhang Ming, being able to stay at Qin Mengmeng's house every
day, never wanting to leave, was the greatest happiness. Of course, this wasn't just because of his beautiful and
lovely childhood sweetheart, Qin Mengmeng, but also because of Qin Mengmeng's older sister, Qin Qing.

When Zhang Ming was very young, he was often bullied by the neighbor's children, but Qin Qing always stood up
for him. This left a deep impression on the young Zhang Ming, even creating
a vague sense of dependence.

From a very young age, Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng followed Qin Qing around like shadows,
often playing house. However, later, due to school, Zhang Ming and Qin Qing saw each other much less.

Zhang Ming vaguely remembered that when he was in junior high school, Qin Qing was already in college. Because she attended
a prestigious university in another province, seeing this "older sister" he admired was extremely difficult, as she
rarely came home. Qin Qing only returned twice in two years.

Zhang Ming clearly remembered that during the summer vacation of his second year of junior high, when Qin Qing returned home, he almost didn't
recognize her. Not for any other reason, but because Qin Qing was a sophomore in college, and influenced by those around her,
her clothing and appearance were changing, gradually adopting a more feminine demeanor, which was devastating to Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming remembered that when he learned Qin Qing was coming back that day, he went to visit Qin Mengmeng. As soon as he entered, he saw
a beautiful woman with straight black hair chatting and laughing with Qin Mengmeng.

Zhang Ming remembered that Qin Qing's long hair was naturally straight, styled with simple bangs, and her oval face, coupled with a gentle smile
, exuded a warmth that Zhang Ming had always lacked.

Qin Qing was chatting happily with her younger sister when Zhang Ming came in. She excitedly rushed over and patted his
head, saying, "Little one, haven't seen you in a year! You've grown so much!"

Looking at Qin Qing's changes, Zhang Ming realized his sister had truly matured. He childishly
sniffed her natural fragrance and said, "Sister Qing, you never come back! I thought you didn't want us anymore!"

The three hadn't seen each other for a year, and naturally, they had endless things to talk about. When Qin Qing led Zhang Ming back to the inner room to get
the clothes she'd bought for him and helped him put them on, their bodies touched. Zhang Ming touched Qin Qing
's smooth skin, and as he reached for his clothes, he accidentally brushed against her breasts. His little guy, for no reason,
became hard.

When Qin Qing finished dressing Zhang Ming and looked at him with satisfaction, she noticed
a large tent had been pitched in his pants.

Zhang Ming didn't know how he got through that awkward moment. He only remembered that from then on,
Qin Qing never treated him like a little kid again, only like a boy.

Of course, this embarrassing incident remained deeply etched in Zhang Ming's mind, and it wasn't until much later that he
could stand comfortably in front of Qin Qing without feeling awkward.

It was precisely because of this mix of joy and shame that Zhang Ming felt something different about Qin Qing.

This was mainly because Zhang Ming's parents divorced when he was very young, and he
lived with his father. Therefore, this young boy lacked maternal love from a young age, leading to what is commonly known as an Oedipus
complex. The most direct manifestation of this Oedipus complex was Zhang Ming's deep infatuation with Qin Qing,
or rather, his unrequited love for her, during his second year of junior

high school. Now, Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were in the final stages of preparing for their college entrance exams, while Qin Qing had
graduated two years prior and married her college sweetheart in her first year after graduation.

Because Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were making their final push for the college entrance exams—with only three
months —they decided to move out of the dormitory and live at home.

This gave them time to study in the evenings, and since they lived in the same neighborhood,
Zhang Ming often went to Qin Mengmeng's place to study.

Under the guise of preparing for university entrance exams, Zhang Ming openly studied in Qin Mengmeng's room several times.
Qin Qing was initially a little worried, as her younger sister was growing up and understood many things. However, each time she
appeared , the two of them diligently studied, so after a few times, she put her worries aside and encouraged them
to study hard.

But would things really go as she imagined?

One day, Zhang Ming, as usual, packed some study materials, slung his bag over his shoulder, and quietly rang the doorbell.

"Work is never-ending. Come home after you finish this order; I'll be waiting for you." The person who opened the door
was Qin Qing, whom Zhang Ming had been longing for. Qin

Qing was holding a cell phone in one hand, talking on the phone, her tone indifferent. As she opened the door, seeing Zhang Ming, she
pointed to Qin Mengmeng's room, indicating that Qin Mengmeng was already inside waiting for him to study together. Then she
continued talking on the phone.

Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing at home, dressed in ordinary white shorts, revealing her long, slender, fair legs. She
wore open-toed slippers, her delicate, rosy feet exuding
the charm of a mature woman. She wore a loose-fitting short-sleeved top.

In the instant Qin Qing turned around, Zhang Ming caught a glimpse of her pink bra through the loose cuffs of her sleeve, and
his face instantly burned.

However, he dared not stare, so he lowered his head to change his shoes, but his eyes lingered on Qin Qing,
afraid she would discover his thoughts. He instead looked at
Qin Qing's cat, which was lying on the floor in the corner of the living room, licking its paws, seemingly mocking Zhang Ming's timidity.

Although Zhang Ming dared not look directly at Qin Qing, he listened intently to her conversation.

Zhang Ming knew that the person on the other end of the phone was her husband, Li Hao, who was now a small business owner,
having inherited his parents' business, and was two years older than Qin Qing.

Speaking of Li Hao, he deliberately gleaned some information about Qin Qing and Li Hao through casual conversation with Qin Mengmeng. He
learned that Li Hao was originally Qin Qing's senior, the president of the student council,
while was the school's arts and culture department's most beautiful girl. After four
years of Li Hao's persistent pursuit, they finally got together in Qin Qing's senior year.

According to Qin Mengmeng, not long after they got together, her sister moved out with Li Hao.

Zhang Ming had initially held onto a sliver of hope, but upon hearing the news of Qin Qing and Li Hao moving out, he felt
as if he had received a devastating blow, his heart shattered.

That wasn't all; what hurt him most was that when Li Hao's family and career were in dire straits, penniless and powerless,
Qin Qing had still married him without hesitation. At that time, Qin Qing was only twenty-three years old and had just started working
a year earlier .

Zhang Ming also knew that Li Hao's parents originally ran a leather shoe factory, but due to cash flow problems, the factory almost
went bankrupt. It was during this time that their planned wedding was postponed due to Li Hao's unilateral
actions . In the end, they could only invite some relatives and friends for a simple meal, which served as their wedding banquet
.

Qin Qing's parents, who originally lived with Qin Qing, saw that Li Hao didn't even have a wedding home,
so they renovated their apartment, where they had lived for decades, to use as their wedding home, while they themselves moved to
their hometown.

This shows how much Qin Qing's parents doted on her. When Qin Qing learned of this, she was
vehemently opposed.

However, her parents said that her workplace provided housing, so it wasn't a problem. The important thing was that they trusted their
daughter 's judgment, saying that if Li Hao's business continued to thrive, they could buy them a better house.

In the end, although Qin Qing strongly disagreed, she couldn't persuade her parents otherwise and had to give in .
However, she insisted that Li Hao's family contribute some money to the renovations, otherwise
, it wouldn't look good if word got out.

In Qin Qing's eyes, nothing else mattered; as long as they were happy together, that was enough. Therefore,
when Li Hao suggested at least taking wedding photos, Qin Qing smiled and refused, saying, "We can take them when we
officially !"

Because of this, Li Hao always felt indebted to Qin Qing. Thus, for over a year after their marriage
, he focused on building his career, trying to give Qin Qing a bright future. As for
the conversation Qin Qing had just had, she simply hoped Li Hao could come home sooner and spend more time with her. She said a career is never-ending and there's no need to rush
.

But for a man who couldn't even afford a house for his wedding and whose wife had to contribute financially, his career
was paramount, especially for someone as proud as Li Hao.

Therefore, no matter how much Qin Qing urged him, Li Hao always prioritized his career, working hard to
earn money . However, this was clearly not what Qin Qing wanted.

When Zhang Ming learned of this, he felt sorry for Qin Qing, ultimately concluding that perhaps
Qin Qing truly loved Li Hao.

During that time, Zhang Ming would count the days on his fingers, sometimes thinking, with a mixture of incomprehension and heartache,
"Qing-jie actually married that man! Damn it, that guy got off so easy, he's been taking advantage of Qing-
jie for over two years!"

When Zhang Ming thought of this, he couldn't help but recall certain things: Qin
Qing's gentle smile, her caring older sister-like demeanor, and of course, her signature long legs and pert buttocks.

Whenever Zhang Ming thought of his long-time crush, Qing-jie, with her pert buttocks being used by another man,
he felt a pang of heartache.

However, Zhang Ming was, after all, an eighteen-year-old adult. While not quite a grown man, he was at least a young man
. Therefore, even knowing about this, he simply accepted it. The only thing this event
stirred was that his thoughts began to wander. Many things he hadn't dared to think about or do before were now
swirling in his mind.

For example, something he hadn't dared to do before, he now eagerly anticipated: he knew Qin Qing had a
habit of bathing twice a day, morning and evening. He hadn't had a chance to spy on Qin Qing that morning because he couldn't stay there,
but he did have the opportunity that night.

Because of this, he always studied in Qin Mengmeng's room until after 11 PM.

Qin Qing would go to sleep around 11 PM; she had a very good sleep schedule.

Since Zhang Ming discovered this, he was always distracted after 10 PM,
which Qin Mengmeng often scolded him for. Zhang Ming always made excuses, saying he was studying too much and couldn't remember.

For example, he used to be too afraid to do anything disrespectful to Qin Qing, but after being influenced by Japanese adult films
, he now had a strong urge to steal Qin Qing's clothes, especially underwear and stockings, to fantasize about.
However, he hadn't dared to do this during the two weeks he was studying with Qin Mengmeng.

He was afraid Qin Qing would find out; after all, there was a huge gap between imagination and practice. Not to mention this, he hadn't
even managed to peep on her while she showered.

Perhaps Li Hao's words had been too much of a shock to him; he kept telling himself, "Others can have sex with her, I
'll just look, it's no big deal."

Driven by this same thought, Zhang Ming's lust grew.

He knocked on Qin Mengmeng's door and entered after receiving permission.

Qin Mengmeng, dressed in sportswear, was hunched over her desk doing homework. Without looking up, she said, "I feel like you've been
a little off lately. Don't forget our promise, we'll both take the entrance exam for XX University!"

Zhang Ming was taking his study materials out of his bag. Hearing Qin Mengmeng's words, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe it's
because the first exam is coming up, I'm a little nervous. It's okay, keep studying!"

Qin Mengmeng glanced at Zhang Ming, bit her lip angrily, sighed, and continued studying.

Actually, Qin Mengmeng was quite a beauty. In school, she was known as the school beauty,
and boys from other classes often used excuses to sneak into their classroom to peek at her. As for love letters, Qin Mengmeng
had received countless and thrown away just as many.

This young girl was focused on her studies, and with Zhang Ming constantly clinging to her, other
boys didn't have much of a chance to make a move.

However, Qin Mengmeng, whom others considered a treasure, seemed to have no effect on Zhang Ming.

Perhaps it was because they grew up together, or perhaps it was due to Zhang Ming's Oedipus complex—he preferred older women and
kept thinking of her as his sister—that he often overlooked the wonderful
girl beside him.

This might be a cruel joke of life; hopefully, it won't turn into a tragedy, because in Qin Mengmeng's heart...
She harbored a faint desire to rely on Zhang Ming, but since he hadn't spoken up, she, being
a girl , naturally wouldn't voice it either, choosing instead to keep it all to herself.

Both Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were among the best students in their class.
When , he often used a large number of practice problems to suppress his bold and wild thoughts, which made
their time pass quickly, and the entire study process was very quiet.

Before they knew it, it was ten o'clock again. At this time, Zhang Ming could no longer concentrate on studying. His mind kept
thinking, "I have to see Qingjie taking a shower, I absolutely have to!"

During this time, Zhang Ming left his room several times to drink water and go to the bathroom, always wanting to catch a glimpse of Qin Qing, but
she had already retreated to her room, doing who-knows-what.

Besides disappointment, Zhang Ming felt an even greater desire for time to pass quickly; he was determined to peek tonight.

Sure enough, not long after, Qin Qing knocked on the door and came in, saying, "It's about time. You guys read a little longer,
and study again tomorrow!"

Zhang Ming was incredibly excited, but he said, "Sister Qing, the mock exam is coming up soon,
I can't off!"

"Alright, studying is important, but rest is important too. You need to balance work and rest. I
didn't study as hard as you guys when I was preparing for college entrance exams, but look at me, I still made it!" Qin Qing said.

Qin Mengmeng chimed in, "Sister, stop bragging here. Go take a shower and go to bed! We know
, it'll be over soon!"

Zhang Ming wanted to stay by Qin Qing's
side .

Qin Qing smiled, didn't say anything, grabbed her change of clothes, and went to take a shower.

When Qin Qing closed the door and entered the bathroom, Zhang Ming's heart started pounding.
He calculated the time; Qin Qing had probably been showering for more than ten minutes. According to Qin Qing's showering habits, she
would shower for at least forty minutes.

He felt he could finally move.

"I'm going to the bathroom!" Zhang Ming said.

Qin Mengmeng said, "I've never seen your bladder so useless before! How come you're going to the bathroom twice an hour now?
Hurry up and go!"

Zhang Ming made a disdainful gesture and said, "Going to the bathroom more often is good for your health, what do you know, little brat!"

Qin Mengmeng shook her head and snorted, "Go on! Why are you talking so much!"

With Qin Mengmeng's simple mind, she would never have imagined that Zhang Ming wasn't going to the bathroom at all, but rather to spy on
her sister taking a shower.

Zhang Ming left the room and closed the door.

Then, calming his breathing, he took off his slippers, tiptoed, and stealthily walked out of
the bathroom where Qin Qing was showering.

Most suites have two bathrooms, one in the master bedroom and one outside, except the one
in doesn't have a bathtub. Qin Qing liked to take baths, so she naturally used the outside bathroom. Of course, when Zhang Ming said he was going to
the bathroom, he meant the one in the master bedroom.

Zhang Ming cautiously approached the bathroom, his heart pounding unconsciously. As he neared
the door, he heard Qin Qing playing soft music on her phone. Qin Qing
believed that helped her relax and ensured a better shower experience.

Little did she know that the music she played to make herself more relaxed was, in effect,
an extra layer of protection for Zhang Ming.

Even with his utmost care, the slightest sound of his footsteps on the wooden floor was unmistakable; if it were too quiet,
he wouldn't dare move. He

dreaded the consequences if this were exposed. The embarrassing incident in his second year of junior high had already tormented him
for a long time, and he couldn't let it repeat itself.

Finally, Zhang Ming reached the bathroom door. He stared wide-eyed, trying to see his goddess through the glass, but
to his disappointment, the bathroom door was frosted glass. If someone pressed their face against it, they
could see everything clearly.

However, anyone who moved away from the door would be invisible. Zhang Ming, naturally, dared not press himself
against , for that would alert Qin Qing inside.

"How could I be so stupid? Why didn't I think of this effect? I just wanted to see
Qing-jie's face, even a blurry outline would be fine!" Zhang Ming had seen the glass before,
but hadn't studied it much. He thought that even if he couldn't see the person clearly, there should be a blurry outline,
but now there was no one there.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Qin Qing was happily humming along to soft music.
Perhaps to come back, or perhaps something happy had happened. She lay in the bathtub, cleaning
her smooth skin with foam. She would never imagine that someone outside was trying to spy on her.

"What should I do? Do I have to give up again tonight?" Zhang Ming thought unwillingly.

But the song of his goddess kept playing in his ears. Thinking of his goddess
being taken by another man, his hormones surged, and he made a
bold move.

Zhang Ming slowly walked along the wall to the other side of the door, cautiously reaching out and gently pushing the doorknob,
praying inwardly, "Please don't lock it!"

Perhaps his prayers worked, or perhaps there was no one in the house to guard against him,
but the bathroom door was indeed unlocked.

The moment the door moved slightly, Zhang Ming's heart leaped into his throat.

"Just a little more, just a little more!" At that moment, Zhang Ming mustered the
composure he usually displayed during math competitions and other contests. He tried to remain calm, and
only stopped when the bathroom door was about a centimeter away.

Zhang Ming cautiously tried to peek through the crack, but dared not stick his whole head out.

Then he remembered his phone. He took it out, switched to camera mode, and pointed the camera at the
crack.

He excitedly looked at his phone screen, but all he saw was a white sheet surrounding the bathtub.

He was greatly disappointed, but this only emboldened him further.

The gap in the door was originally only about one centimeter wide, but with this white cloth on, he became bolder.
His lust swelled, and he widened the crack in the door by about three centimeters, allowing him a clear view
of the entire bathroom.

The bathroom was filled with smoke, but a pleasant fragrance wafted through the air, accompanied by soft, soothing music.
However, Zhang Ming's eyes were fixed on the white sheet, on which he saw a figure.

Qin Qing wore a headband, her neck level with the bathtub, obscuring even her
chest.

But because Qin Qing was almost entirely submerged, her long legs were exposed.

Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing's snow-white legs, the lower part protruding from the white sheet. Her calves
were perfectly toned, forming a beautiful curve. The sight made Zhang Ming's blood boil. He noticed
foam still clinging to her legs and felt an urge to rush over and lick it clean.

When this thought crossed his mind, he was startled, but on the other hand,
he felt a surge of excitement.

Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing's jade-like feet, estimating them to be around size 34. Her feet had a plump,
fleshy feel, but definitely not a flabby one. At that moment, her left foot playfully rubbed against her right, and this simple movement
gave Zhang Ming the urge to rush forward and embrace them. In that movement, he saw
the beautiful curve formed between her ankle and toes—truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Qin Qing's skin was already fair, and these white, jade-like feet, with their healthy complexion and rosy hue
, were simply perfect.

Zhang Ming gritted his teeth, swallowing his saliva. Suddenly, he dared not look any longer
, realizing that if he continued, he might do something inappropriate.

Zhang Ming carefully closed the bathroom door. When he reached the living room, his face was burning
hot , and his heartbeat had somehow slowed.

Picking up his phone, he discovered it was recording. Slightly satisfied, he headed towards the bathroom in
the master to hide for a while.

There was no way around it; setting up the tent downstairs was too much work.

Zhang Ming waited until he felt fully recovered before returning to Qin Mengmeng's room.

"Why did you take so long? Did you fall into the latrine?" Qin Mengmeng checked the time;
it .

Actually, Zhang Ming's spying time was very short; it was just that his recovery time was a bit long.

"I almost fell in! Let's stop here for tonight; I'm going to study now!" Zhang Ming wanted to go home early
because he wanted to relive the scene from earlier.

After saying goodbye to Qin Mengmeng, the first thing he did upon returning home was to close the bedroom door, then lock the doors and windows, take out
his phone, lay out tissues, and take off his pants.

While watching the video recorded on his phone, he thoroughly masturbated.

After the stream of white fluid gushed out, Zhang Ming regretted it, thinking, "Damn it, what am I doing
?"

But in the latter half of the night, Zhang Ming couldn't sleep because every time he closed his eyes, he saw Qin Qing's long, white legs, so
he had no choice but to take out his phone and watch the video again, masturbating once more.

This time, however, he felt no regret. His main thought was to find
a way ; mere peeping wasn't enough to satisfy his lust.

But after that night's spying, Zhang Ming hesitated to go to Qin Mengmeng's house for several days, feeling guilty.

Then one day, Zhang Ming reappeared, because Qin Qing had run into him downstairs in their apartment complex.

"Little one, why haven't you been coming to study these past few days? Are you slacking off?" Qin Qing worked for a
listed company, but she was in the regional branch of the head office, working as
a financial accountant.

She had just finished work and was still in her work clothes, not yet changed.

Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing wearing a dark women's suit skirt, her legs—the ones he so admired—
wearing black stockings and black high heels.

A small black bag slung over her waist as she swayed her hips towards him.

"Qing-jie, you're relaxed now, unlike us. The city's first mock exam starts next Friday, and I'm so
nervous!" Zhang Ming said, making up an excuse.

"Little rascal, I've told you to balance work and rest, haven't I? How about this, your older sister, I have the next two days off.
How about I take you two little devils to the place we used to play at to go fishing and relax?" Qin Qing
had always played the role of an older sister in front of Zhang Ming, an impression formed since childhood that she had never changed.

Actually, what happened in the second year of junior high school brought Zhang Ming more embarrassment, but for Qin Qing, it was like this:
"The little guy who used to follow me around has finally started to grow up!"

With this thought, she became more mindful of her image as an older sister and wouldn't
play around so carelessly like when they were little. It's just that the way she addressed him from childhood hasn't changed. When they were little, Zhang Ming wasn't tall, unlike
his current height of around 1.8 meters, so Qin Qing always called him "little rascal.

" Qin Qing's thinking was simple, but Zhang Ming at that age didn't think that way.

Perhaps this is what they mean when they say misunderstandings arise unintentionally.

Actually, Qin Qing wanted to go to the base not only to give her two daughters a break, but also to visit her parents,
as the two sisters hadn't seen them for several months.

Zhang Ming was overjoyed to hear that Qin Qing was taking them fishing. He remembered when they were little, Qin Qing would take
them fishing. Back then, Qin Qing was already a teenager but a skilled fisherwoman, while the two of them were just ten-year-olds who didn't know anything and would only cause trouble. Fishing was one of Zhang Ming's fondest memories
with the Qin sisters . "Sister Qing, is that reservoir still there?" Zhang Ming asked, puzzled. He checked the time; tomorrow was Saturday , and he had a day off. "Of course it is! A while ago, when you were still in school, I even went fishing with your brother Hao ! How about it, you bookworms, do you want to go?" Qin Qing blushed slightly as she mentioned the reservoir . Qin Qing naturally had no idea that the name Li Hao was Zhang Ming's sore spot. When Zhang Ming heard that Qin Qing had actually taken that man to their childhood "base," he felt very uncomfortable. At the same time, given Zhang Ming's current sexual experience, he certainly wouldn't let the slightest blush on Qin Qing's face lead him to think of anything else.

If an experienced person heard Qin Qing say this and had that expression, they would definitely think:
"Did they have a wild time there?"

Fortunately, Zhang Ming didn't notice, otherwise, given his narrow-mindedness, he would probably be even more upset. But anyway,
Zhang Ming happily said, "Okay, okay! Remember to call me tomorrow!"

"Of course, little one. By the way, why aren't you eating at home? Why are you going out?" Qin Qing asked.

"My grandma is sick, and my dad went to see her. I have to go out for takeout tonight!" Zhang Ming
said aggrievedly.

"Is grandma sick? Is it serious?" Qin Qing asked with concern.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "My dad said that it's inevitable for old people to have problems. It's just that her blood pressure is high, it's nothing!"

"Then come to my place for dinner tonight! Let's go!" Qin Qing was relieved to hear that Zhang Ming's grandma was alright
. She knew that Zhang Ming's parents divorced when he was young, and he lacked love from others since childhood. For this reason, she
was more protective of Zhang Ming. Otherwise, given Qin Qing's seemingly gentle but inherently proud nature, she
wouldn't be so kind to others. However, such people don't have many friends, at least not at the company. Although Qin Qing is
appreciated by her superiors, she's not popular with her female colleagues, while her male colleagues are hesitant to approach her. Naturally,
her beautiful appearance is one reason, but her lack of social skills also
plays .

However, this personality has its good and bad sides. For example, if she considers someone a friend, she
'll treat them very well. Undoubtedly, Zhang Ming is a lucky guy.

Qin Qing led Zhang Ming into her building. At the elevator, seeing so
many people said, "Sister Qing, this elevator has been malfunctioning lately. Let's not take
it!"

The elevator in Qin Qing's building had been broken for a while and no one had come to fix it. It would suddenly stop intermittently
, and the security camera inside had also broken down. That's why Zhang Ming said that.

"Hey bro, we live on the 17th floor! Do you expect me to walk all the way up?" Qin Qing joked, hands on her hips,
feigning anger as she glared at Zhang Ming.

Qin Qing's building had 25 floors, and at this time of day, during rush hour, the elevators were
quite crowded. Zhang Ming had mentioned not wanting to take the elevator for two reasons: one was that it was malfunctioning, and the other was that he'd seen
a guy.

He was a man about 1.85 meters tall, around 25 or 26 years old, with dyed blond hair and
a thuggish air about him.

He was currently embracing a voluptuous woman, occasionally telling her jokes that made her
laugh.

Zhang Ming's apartment complex was just an ordinary one, so some oddballs frequented it.
He considered that kind of man dangerous, and out of a protective instinct, he naturally didn't want his beloved sister to share
an elevator with him.

However, it seemed Zhang Ming's worries were unnecessary. He discovered the man lived on the top floor, and
during the , he was so engrossed in entertaining the woman that he seemed oblivious to Qin Qing.

However, when Qin Qing and Zhang Ming stepped out of the elevator, the blond-haired man still looked up and glanced at them, though
only casually.

"See? I told you it was okay!" Qin Qing said smugly, pulling her keys from her bag.

Often, a beautiful woman might seem arrogant and unapproachable to outsiders,
but those close to her will reveal a natural and innocent side.
This was the case with Qin Qing and Zhang Ming.

Qin Qing opened the door and went inside. Zhang Ming deliberately lagged behind, so that
when Qin Qing changed her shoes at the door, he could get a close look at her stockinged feet.

Sure enough, Qin Qing didn't just casually toss her shoes off like a man. She first took out her usual
slippers from the shoe rack, but since they were at the bottom, she had to bend over slightly. Since Qin Qing was wearing a skirt suit, bending over revealed a beautiful outline

of her buttocks due to the tight fit . Zhang Ming had noticed this place a long time ago. When he saw Qin Qing bend over and her buttocks sticking out, he really wanted to imitate the scenes in Japanese adult films, simply ripping off her skirt and grabbing her waist for sex. Of course, he could only dream about it , so in this situation, he could only peek under her skirt, hoping to see her secret garden. However, this process only lasted a few seconds. Before he could make any move, Qin Qing had already changed her shoes and put them on the floor. She elegantly took one foot out of her high heel and put on the slipper, then gently shook her other foot to take off the high heel as well. In just a moment, Qin Qing had changed her shoes. Just then, the little black cat suddenly darted out from the corner of the living room. Qin Qing naturally caught it and affectionately said, "Little darling, did you miss Mommy? I'll make you something delicious later!" Qin Qing loves animals, especially cats. She even kept a rabbit in college, but later chose to keep a cat because she thinks cats are very intelligent and gentle, and their eyes have a special beauty, seemingly possessing endless charm. Qin Qing, holding the little black cat, turned to Zhang Ming and said, "Mengmeng should be in her room. Go play with her. I'll change my clothes first, then I'll cook. Okay?" Zhang Ming obediently agreed, quickly changed his shoes, and headed towards Qin Mengmeng's room. Qin Qing, carrying the little black cat, entered the room and tried to hook the door with her foot to change, but it seemed her foot wasn't strong enough, and the door didn't close properly. Zhang Ming was about to push open Qin Mengmeng's room, but seeing that Qin Qing's room wasn't locked, his mind started racing. Because Qin Qing's master bedroom and Qin Mengmeng's room were separated by only one door, Zhang Ming wouldn't let this opportunity slip by. Having learned from his previous experience, Zhang Ming wasn't too nervous, but he was still very excited. He habitually took out his phone, switched to camera mode, and then stood on tiptoe, craning his neck to peek inside. At first, Zhang Ming only saw the black cat curled up on the bed, its sapphire blue eyes looking at him, making him feel a little flustered. Although Zhang Ming didn't see the figure of his goddess, he heard the wardrobe opening and the sound of it clattering . This time, unlike last time when there was a cloth separating them, he dared to push the gap open a little more, but this time there was still a gap of about three...

Four centimeters. Zhang Ming couldn't help but marvel at the ingenious design of the lock; with a gentle bounce, it landed exactly three or four
centimeters.

Then he saw Qin Qing place a set of casual home clothes on the bed, and then Zhang Ming witnessed
a scene that excited him.

Qin Qing first took off her suit jacket, revealing a white shirt underneath, her fair skin
faintly visible . She carefully hung the jacket on a hanger before putting on her skirt suit.

The skirt suit had a zipper at the waist, and Zhang Ming only heard a "zzzz" sound as the skirt,
which had been tightly wrapped around Qin Qing's body, fell to the floor in a flash.

What Zhang Ming saw was Qin Qing wearing stockings, her long-desired rounded buttocks: "She's wearing pantyhose!"

Zhang Ming's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, but he stared wide-eyed.

Next, he saw Qin Qing extend two thumbs, hooking the sides of the pantyhose and gently pushing them down.
When she reached her thighs, she was sitting on the bed.

This action nearly scared Zhang Ming to death. Previously, Qin Qing had been changing clothes with her back to him, but now, when she
sat the bed, she was facing him at an angle. If she turned her head, their eyes would meet, and Zhang Ming would be in trouble
.

Although Zhang Ming wanted to watch, he quickly pulled his head back. A few
seconds later

, Qin Qing had already taken off her black stockings. When Zhang Ming turned back, he
saw her taking off her white shirt, still sitting on the bed. Zhang Ming didn't dare stare,
only glancing briefly before looking away.

One moment Qin Qing was unbuttoning her shirt, the next she was only wearing her underwear.

She wore a pinkish-white bra, not a sexy style, but rather a clean-looking one,
and pinkish-white panties. Zhang Ming only glanced at it, assuming she was about to take off her underwear, and he
mentally screamed.

However, Qin Qing casually picked up the casual clothes that were already on the bedside table, first putting on her outer garment, then
quickly putting on her pants.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming knew he should leave. Although he was disappointed at not seeing the most mysterious
thing , he was still very satisfied.

When he gently pushed open the door next to him, he found Qin Mengmeng sleeping under a small blanket.

If any boy from her school saw this, they would probably have pounced on her, but Zhang Ming just
sat foolishly at his desk and picked up a book.

Not long after, Qin Qing appeared. She knocked on the door and came in, saying, "You two little ones, aren't you starving?"

Chapter Two, An Indescribable Feeling

Zhang Ming turned his head and saw Qin Qing elegantly and charmingly pulling her long hair out from under her clothes
. He thought every movement of Qin Qing was graceful.

Zhang Ming replied, "Mengmeng, you little lazy pig, how would you know you're hungry!"

Just then, Qin Mengmeng woke up: "Zhang Ming, how dare you call me a lazy pig, hmph, you bad guy!" She
threw her pillow down.

Watching the two of them playfully bickering, Qin Qing smiled slightly and went to cook.

Qin Qing was not only very beautiful, but also remarkably good at cooking, a
skill honed over four years of university.

Zhang Ming offered to cook for Qin Qing, claiming he was starving, but she immediately kicked him out of the kitchen.

Standing at the kitchen doorway, Zhang Ming secretly watched Qin Qing's busy figure, a warm feeling washing over him. But when
he saw her buttocks encased in her casual shorts, a hint of arousal stirred within him.

Qin Qing's cooking was indeed excellent; Zhang Ming ate two large bowls, much to Qin Qing's delight, while Qin Mengmeng
teased him relentlessly—a playful exchange between friends.

After dinner, Qin Mengmeng usually washed the dishes, while Qin Qing would make a phone call to Li Hao, or read books in her spare time. She
didn't particularly enjoy surfing the internet. After

Qin Mengmeng went to clear the dishes, Zhang Ming, a grown man, naturally wouldn't stay in the kitchen. Seeing Qin Qing
leaning against the sofa with a book, he pondered how to strike up a conversation with his goddess.

Just then, Qin Qing's mischievous little black cat ran from a corner to the sofa and
rubbed against her legs, making it impossible for her to concentrate on her book. So she started playing with the kitten.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming cleverly walked over, squatted down beside the sofa, and stroked the kitten's fur, saying,
"Sister Qing, this little black cat is so cute! It feels so good to touch!"

Hearing Zhang Ming say her little darling was adorable, Qin Qing was delighted and proudly replied, "Of course! It doesn't matter who owns it
!"

The kitten playfully stuck out a little tongue and licked Qin Qing's toes, making her feel a little ticklish. Watching the kitten lick Qin Qing's snow-white toes,
Zhang Ming felt a sudden flutter in his heart, and his breathing
became rapid.

Zhang Ming thought Qin Qing's toes were like white jade, flawless and pure, all five toes the same size,
plump and pleasing to the eye.

To cover his embarrassment, Zhang Ming pretended to play with the kitten, reaching out to pet it.
The clever little black cat darted from Qin Qing's leg and onto her lap. Zhang Ming, quick as a flash,
grabbed the kitten by the neck and lifted it up.

Before Zhang Ming could even feel smug, Qin Qing panicked, immediately telling him to stop. She then hugged the kitten
to her arms and started talking to him about cats. Zhang Ming outwardly acted like a child who had done something wrong,
listening attentively, while simultaneously pretending to be nonchalant as he moved closer to Qin Qing, extending a little finger
to tease the kitten.

Meanwhile, his other hand cautiously approached Qin Qing's feet, which were resting on the sofa. When Zhang Ming's
hand touched Qin Qing's instep, his first sensation was like an electric shock. He thought to himself, "So smooth!"

While continuing to play with the kitten, Zhang Ming inhaled Qin Qing's fragrance. Watching Qin Qing's
happy smile as she played with the black kitten, his possessiveness grew stronger. His other hand became bolder. He
subtly his hand over, seemingly casually placing it on Qin Qing's delicate foot. Taking advantage of a lull in the cat play, he
quietly stroked it a few times before naturally reaching out to grab the kitten's paws, teasing Qin Qing.

At this moment, Zhang Ming was extremely excited and agitated, especially seeing Qin Qing's smiling face and constant laughter.
The thrill he felt from secretly taking advantage of her gave him great satisfaction.

The little black cat seemed unhappy that Zhang Ming was holding it. It broke free and ran into Qin Qing's arms. Seeing the cat
run away, Zhang Ming instinctively reached out to grab it.

But by then, the cat was already in Qin Qing's arms, and Zhang Ming's reckless action accidentally
brushed against Qin Qing's full breasts.

Zhang Ming clearly felt the softness of Qin Qing's breasts, and when he noticed Qin Qing's expression,
he saw nothing amiss, which secretly pleased him.

Thus, using the little black cat as cover, Zhang Ming seemingly innocently and unintentionally took advantage of her.

When the little black cat mischievously ran back to the corner, Zhang Ming could still clearly feel his pounding heart
and the slightly dampness on his underwear. He couldn't hide his disappointment, thinking
how wonderful it would be if he could play with this little kitten forever.

"I didn't realize, little thing, you like animals so much?" Qin Qing let the little black cat
go, asking Zhang Ming with interest.

Zhang Ming chuckled sheepishly. He couldn't reveal his true purpose, so he made up some excuses
.

Just then, Qin Mengmeng finished washing the dishes and was getting ready to take a shower. Zhang Ming, feeling satisfied after taking advantage of
her , prepared to leave.

"Sister Qing, it's settled then, we'll go to the base tomorrow!" Zhang Ming said expectantly.

"Okay, you go back first today. I need to find my fishing gear again!" Qin Qing said,
getting up and heading towards her bedroom.

"Sister Qing, you're not going to leave your fishing gear in the bedroom, are you?" Zhang Ming asked, preparing to take his books.

"Idiot, do you think I'm like you! I just bought a new set of fishing gear and haven't used it yet. If I had, why would I leave it
in the bedroom!" Qin Qing retorted.

Zhang Ming chuckled sheepishly and said nothing more. Meanwhile, Qin Mengmeng had already gone into the bathroom to shower.

Zhang Ming entered Qin Mengmeng's bedroom and saw her clothes. He casually glanced
at them , but then, inexplicably, picked up a piece of clothing and smelled it.

"Damn it, what's wrong with me? She's Mengmeng!" In Zhang Ming's mind, Qin Mengmeng had always been a
little sister . He had never had any lustful thoughts towards her. But tonight, perhaps because of
his earlier advances towards Qin Qing, he had actually done this.

However, after doing this, Zhang Ming inexplicably thought of Qin Mengmeng's innocent smile. In the end, he
felt like he had committed a crime and dared not delve into these thoughts. He picked up his book and prepared to go home.

But just then, Zhang Ming heard Qin Qing's anxious voice say, "Little thing, come here quickly!"

Hearing Qin Qing's anxious voice, Zhang Ming thought something had happened and quickly ran to Qin Qing's bedroom.

But when he entered the bedroom, he found Qin Qing stuck in the gap of the wardrobe in a rather strange position
.

Qin Qing's wardrobe was fixed to the wall, with about five centimeters of
space at each end. He just didn't know how Qin Qing had managed to get her little hand stuck in that gap.

Qin Qing's delicate face was pressed against the cold wall, her eyes fixed anxiously on the gap in the wardrobe. She
seemed to be searching for something, but her right hand was stuck in the gap. Qin Qing's long legs
were straight, her fair calves, exposed beneath her shorts, taut with tension. She wore pink slippers
and remained motionless, seemingly uncomfortable.

"Qing-jie, what's wrong!" Zhang Ming rushed to Qin Qing, asking anxiously.

"My fishing gear fell into the gap! I tried to get it out, but my hand is stuck!"
It turned out that the fishing gear Qin Qing had bought was originally placed on top of the wardrobe, but somehow she
had dropped the entire bag into the gap.

At first, she hadn't thought much of it and naturally reached for it, but now she couldn't get her hand out
.

Remembering that Zhang Ming was still there, Qin Qing called him over for help.

"Don't worry, let me check!" Zhang Ming was nervous, but he calmed himself down and
checked the situation.

He realized that pulling it out forcefully wouldn't work, because the space was too limited; he couldn't fit his hand in. Forcing it out
might also hurt Qin Qing's hand, and he didn't know where it was stuck.

Zhang Ming tentatively asked, "Sister Qing, can you move your hand now?"

"I can't!" Qin Qing said with difficulty.

Hearing this, Zhang Ming became anxious. He found a flashlight in the room and
shone . He discovered that Qin Qing's right hand was tightly gripping a bag. Upon closer inspection, he found it was a fishing rod folded up and placed
inside the bag. Because Qin Qing's right hand was gripping it so tightly, it took up a lot of space, thus getting
stuck .

Seeing this, Zhang Ming had an idea. He said, "Sister Qing, can you let go of my hand?"

Qin Qing seemed to have guessed Zhang Ming's idea and replied, "I can't let go, but you can try to pull the fishing rod out!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming didn't hesitate and moved closer to Qin Qing to reach out and pull. Although he was
taller Qing, the space was too small, and Zhang Ming still couldn't reach the fishing rod.

Zhang Ming said with difficulty, "Sister Qing, I can't reach it!"

"Try standing closer!" Qin Qing was also getting anxious.
It would be unsettling for anyone to have their right hand stuck inside. Most girls would probably be crying by now. Hearing this, Zhang Ming pressed himself tightly against Qin Qing's back, inevitably resulting in intimate contact

between their bodies. At the same time, Zhang Ming reached for the fishing rod. Zhang Ming's legs were pressed against Qin Qing's long, straight legs, and he could feel . His lower body was positioned directly behind Qin Qing's round, plump buttocks, yet he dared not press against her. His broad chest pressed against Qin Qing's back, and he could even . Zhang Ming's mouth was right next to Qin Qing's ear, his breath warm against her skin. He reached out to grab the fishing gear. Qin Qing felt uncomfortable being pressed against by Zhang Ming like this. Although she knew that such contact was unavoidable due to the confined space, Zhang Ming's warm breath on her ear made her feel a little itchy. She couldn't help shake her head slightly, but because they were already pressed close together, this slight movement caused her to...

Originally, Zhang Ming was too timid to let his genitals get close to the space left by Qin Qing's buttocks, but with
her little movement, it was completely filled.

"Hmm~!" Qin Qing moved her body, thrusting her buttocks back, and coincidentally, she met Zhang Ming's
already hard genitals.

"Ah?" Qin Qing's mind went blank for a moment, but her thoughts started to race.

With Qin Qing's experience, she knew that this was Zhang Ming's penis. Her face first turned slightly red,
and then she became somewhat annoyed.

"Is this the little thing's thing? How can it be so hard? But how can he do this to me? I'm his sister!"

Qin Qing thought about how to tell Zhang Ming to keep his genitals away from her.

But just as she was about to remind Zhang Ming, she heard Zhang Ming's happy voice, "Sister Qing, I can
reach it!"

Qin Qing endured the uncomfortable feeling, biting her bright red lips and remaining silent, because she saw that
Zhang Ming could already touch the fishing gear.

At this moment, she really hoped that Zhang Ming would pull out quickly to end this awkward situation.

At this moment, Zhang Ming was unaware of the ambiguous nature of his actions with Qin Qing. His heart
was racing; he only wanted to pull Qin Qing's hand out of the gap to spare her pain.

"I see it! Pull it out quickly!" Qin Qing noticed her face slowly burning, though she
didn't know why.

She just felt a little dependent on this warm, heart-pounding feeling, but she dared not delve into
it.

Hearing this, Zhang Ming gripped the fishing rod even tighter and pulled upwards. However, in the process,
Zhang Ming belatedly realized that his penis was pressing against Qin Qing's buttocks.
The pressure from his hardness and the strange stimulation from Qin Qing's fleshy, rounded buttocks made Zhang Ming's mouth
suddenly dry.

At first, Zhang Ming didn't notice this and wasn't particularly bothered by it, feeling mostly worried and anxious.
But when he did, a bold idea popped into his head: "Just a little push, it should be fine, right?"

Zhang Ming made a motion as if he were about to forcefully pull in the fishing rod, his right hand quickly reaching inside,
his lower body slightly thrusting forward.

"That feels amazing!" Zhang Ming exclaimed inwardly, while simultaneously watching Qin Qing
's expression, worried she might react negatively.

"Oh~!" Qin Qing groaned, her face burning, feeling uncomfortable, but out of
the corner of her eye, she saw the anxious look on Zhang Ming's face, which didn't seem intentional, so she pretended not to notice and
remained silent.

"Hurry up and pull it out, it feels so strange, it's itchy inside, like I still want..." Qin Qing hoped
Zhang Ming would quickly pull out the fishing gear, while simultaneously seeming afraid to test her own feelings.

Zhang Ming, the instigator, was secretly thrilled. This was the first time he had so openly
pressed his buttocks against Qin Qing's. Even through the thin fabric, the pleasure was unlike anything
he could experience through masturbation.

Especially with Qin Qing's fragrance in his nose and her occasional moans,
the multifaceted sensations of his legs touching her naked body sent his hormones soaring.

"Sister Qing, I'm almost there! Push in a little more!" Zhang Ming thought to himself, secretly pleased.

However, he hadn't lost his mind. If he had, he probably would have pulled down Qin Qing's
pants immediately, and in the current situation, she probably wouldn't be able to resist. But Qin Qing's image as an older
sister was deeply ingrained in Zhang Ming's mind, so he didn't dare to act openly.

Perhaps it was also because he was constantly worried about Qin Qing's safety.

"Idiot! How much further do you want me to go? Can't you see my face is practically pressed against the wall?" Qin Qing said, her eyes
filled with grievance and a hint of anger.

Zhang Ming didn't notice the change in Qin Qing's tone. He said naturally, "Sister Qing, just stand on your tiptoes so
I can stand a little further in, then I can pull harder!"

When Qin Qing heard Zhang Ming say this, she didn't act immediately. Instead, she instinctively
remained wary of any contact from a man.

She glanced at Zhang Ming's expression out of the corner of her eye and saw that he was still as worried and anxious as ever,
as if nothing was more important than rescuing her hand.

Seeing this, Qin Qing felt a slight touch of emotion, but also a little ashamed. She thought, "My little one
is all grown up . It's normal for him to react that way to physical contact with a girl. Am I being too sensitive?"

Qin Qing felt as if ants were crawling all over her body, making her restless and wanting
to move , but after the unexpected contact earlier, she dared not move. This situation was incredibly
uncomfortable.

Although Qin Qing felt ashamed of her guarding against Zhang Ming,
she was also embarrassed to maintain such a close position. Naturally, she hoped Zhang Ming would quickly pull out the fishing rod so her
hands could be freed, as prolonged contact would cause swelling.

After mentally pricking herself, Qin Qing obediently tiptoed and raised her hips to give
Zhang Ming some space.

Her feet, originally in slippers, formed
a toes firmly planted on the ground – very sexy.

As Qin Qing rose on her tiptoes, her buttocks naturally lifted, and Zhang Ming, almost without thinking,
took a small step forward, his penis now perfectly positioned between Qin Qing's buttocks.

"Oh!" Qin Qing's heart trembled slightly from this sudden attack. She pressed herself weakly against the wall
, even though there was no more space.

"Little thing, be gentle!" Qin Qing felt her heart
tremble .

"Sister Qing, I'm sorry! I'll be gentle!" Zhang Ming said, his face flushed and his breath ragged.

Zhang Ming clearly felt his penis resting on Qin Qing's buttocks, which were covered by her thin shorts.
He carefully pushed upwards, the glans gently fitting against her buttocks, making Zhang Ming almost
cry out in pleasure, but he held back.

At the same time, because the two were in almost zero contact, they were too close together, and Zhang Ming, standing behind...
If he hadn't stuck his right hand into the gap, he could have stood firmly. However, because he was
trying his best to reach his right hand in, he had to stand on tiptoe, which made it difficult for him to stand. Zhang Ming instinctively
reached out his left hand to hug Qin Qing's small waist, stroking her waist which was free of any excess fat. Zhang Ming said, "I
can't stand anymore!"

Qin Qing's eyes widened instantly when Zhang Ming's large hand suddenly grabbed her waist. She was about to scold him when
she heard Zhang Ming's explanation. After thinking about it for a moment, she understood. Her already flushed face
became even hotter.

"He's just a child. Everything he did was to help me. What's wrong with me? Why am I
always thinking about those things? Is it because my husband isn't here, I..." Qin Qing bit
her lip , trying to stop herself from thinking any further.

She took a breath and said, "It's okay, hurry up and pull it out, my hand feels a bit swollen!"

This way, Zhang Ming could properly grip the fishing gear. He tentatively pulled it gently and
asked, "Sister Qing, does your hand hurt?"

"Hmm, it's okay, hurry up and pull it out!" Although the whole thing was relatively short, Qin Qing's mental state
was still quite tested. She wanted it to end quickly because Zhang Ming's penis was pressing against her buttocks. She
realized that some thoughts she dared not have had unconsciously arisen in her mind—a kind of longing, a
stimulation brought on by a long period without sex.

Qin Qing didn't even need to touch her genitals; she could clearly know that she was already wet.

"I'm such a bad woman, how could I have feelings for my own brother?" Qin Qing's heart was filled with
contradictions and entanglements.

On one hand, she wanted to free her hand as soon as possible, but the sense of security brought by Zhang Ming's broad shoulders
and the contact between their genitals made her reluctant to lose this feeling.

This wasn't a moral or other issue; it was simply the most honest answer given by her body's true reaction.

On the other hand, what troubled her was that she had actually felt
something just like Zhang Ming felt guilty towards Qin Mengmeng. Similarly, in her eyes, Zhang Ming was just a
little brother, and now she was actually longing for her own little brother, longing for the feeling of such physical intimacy.

"Then I'll pull a little harder. If it hurts, just say so, okay?" Zhang Ming asked, while secretly planning
how to thrust a few more times without her noticing.

After getting Qin Qing's consent, Zhang Ming habitually thrust forward. His hard, thick penis slid down Qin
Qing's buttocks, from the top of her anus to the very top, sliding naturally upwards. His right hand, in coordination with
his lower body movements, pulled hard on his penis.

"Ah~" Qin Qing cried out. Whether it was because her long-empty body was finally released, or
because of the pain,

Qin Qing felt that her anus, in that extremely brief moment, had touched Zhang Ming's glans, giving her
a feeling of desire for the first time—a genuine longing.

Upon hearing that sound, Zhang Ming didn't feel pleasure, but rather cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He quickly said, "Sister Qing,
I'm sorry , did I hurt you?"

He thought Qin Qing was about to scold him, because his earlier movement was definitely intentional and premeditated
. However, Qin Qing said in a tearful voice, "You idiot, don't suddenly use so much force!"

As soon as she said this, Qin Qing remembered the current situation and felt a little awkward, so she added, "Be
gentle, pull it out slowly. If you suddenly use too much force, my hand will hurt too!"

Qin Qing's heart was already pounding like a deer. Behind her was Zhang Ming's thick penis, and in front was Zhang Ming's large hand
touching her stomach; she could feel the warmth of Zhang Ming's hand.

She dared not have any other thoughts now, simply immersed in this strange feeling.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming felt a weight lifted from his heart. He leaned close to Qin Qing's ear and whispered, "Is this force
okay?"

As he spoke, as Zhang Ming pulled upwards, his lower body naturally thrust forward. Zhang Ming
could no longer control this feeling, especially as his foreskin pulled back, exposing his glans. Even through
his pants, this unusual sensation made him feel like he was about to ejaculate.

"Mmm!" Qin Qing felt incredibly ashamed, but she couldn't give up that strange feeling; she
had been empty for too long. She was conflicted, hoping it would end quickly, wanting to pull her hand out, yet she also desperately wanted
this feeling.

"He's still young, he probably won't understand these things, forgive your sister, just this once!" Qin Qing's mind
was a mess , filled with chaotic thoughts.

Her lower body was already wet. If it weren't Zhang Ming standing behind her, if it weren't her beloved younger brother whom she had
raised , she might have let herself go. Because,
under the stimulation of mutual attraction, no normal person would lose their rationality.

However, Qin Qing retained her rationality. She knew she was Zhang Ming's older sister and had always played the role of a good
older sister . She couldn't do that kind of thing; this was what she kept telling herself, even though she
really wanted to. But to shoulder the responsibility of being an older sister, she had to endure this painful yet pleasurable ordeal
, selfishly thinking, "Just this once!"
Qin Qing's small hands were slender and long. Her left hand pressed against the wall, her right hand wedged in a gap. Her feet were on tiptoe
, her long, flowing hair obscuring her flushed face. Qin Qing closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering. She
pursed sexy little lips, simply humming a few words, but said nothing more.

Zhang Ming also observed Qin Qing's expression out of the corner of his eye. He sensed some pain in her, seemingly from
the throbbing pain in her right hand, which she was silently enduring. On the other hand, Zhang Ming noticed that Qin Qing's face was flushed, seemingly possessing an
unusual charm. She closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and remained silent.

For some reason, when Zhang Ming noticed Qin Qing's closed eyes, his courage grew again.

Zhang Ming subtly raised his buttocks, his hard penis leaving Qin Qing's sexy cleft.

Qin Qing, who had been immersed in that full feeling, suddenly felt an emptiness as the firm, warm sensation in her buttocks disappeared
. Almost unconsciously, she subtly bent her body downwards, her buttocks
slightly raised, as if searching for that hard feeling.

Zhang Ming raised his buttocks because he was trying to see if he could position his large member against Qin Qing
's private parts. Just as he was about to try, he realized that his erect penis was positioned too high to reach her.
Qin Qing, surprisingly, instinctively raised her buttocks.

Seeing this opening, Zhang Ming, without hesitation, thrust in.

"Ah, this feels so good, so soft!" Zhang Ming roared inwardly. His penis was pressed against
Qin Qing's genitals, the softness of her vulva immediately apparent. Even through the fabric,
the friction between his already freed glans and her vulva was undeniable.

Qin Qing, who had been swaying her hips, searching for Zhang Ming's penis, was surprised when he seemed to understand her perfectly
, thrusting into her vulva instantly. This sudden movement unleashed her pent-up desire, but
this time she clenched her teeth, refusing to utter a sound.

Only the mist in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.

"I really am a bad woman. I never knew I craved this feeling so much. It feels so good. I'm sorry,
little brother! I'm a bad woman!" Qin Qing was immersed in this wonderful feeling, yet she still couldn't help but repent for her
actions , because this was a clash between her physical reality and her thoughts.

Zhang Ming's left hand still held Qin Qing's slender waist, while his right hand slowly pulled upwards. But with each
pull lower body naturally thrust forward. Later, the movements of Zhang Ming's right hand were almost subconscious
, and his greater focus was on the feeling of his penis pressing against Qin Qing's private parts.

However, he dared not use too much force or too fast. Zhang Ming knew clearly that he had to coordinate his
movements with his hands, little by little. Qin Qing suppressed that feeling of life and death, and so did Zhang Ming.

They couldn't make this public, but they could silently enjoy it all.

The two seemed to have reached a tacit understanding; neither of them said another word, only moving instinctively. Qin Qing's
face flushed, and her breathing became rapid, but she seemed to be in great pain, suppressing any cries.

This was Zhang Ming's first time experiencing such intimate contact. He was torn between fear of Qin Qing's sudden anger
and the intense pleasure emanating from his lower body.

If Qin Mengmeng had come out of the shower at that moment and appeared at the door, she would have seen it all.

Zhang Ming had one arm around Qin Qing's waist, and the other hand was slipped into the gap in the wardrobe, giving the impression of
forcibly raping his sister.

His genitals were rhythmically thrusting against Qin Qing's.

Qin Qing's legs rose, seemingly forgetting that her brother Zhang Ming was standing behind her. She made
responsive movements, her legs slightly bent, no longer passively waiting for Zhang Ming to thrust into her.

She felt incredibly ashamed as she did this, but she couldn't deceive her body's
sensations; at this point, she couldn't think straight.

As the fishing gear was about to be pulled out, they seemed to reach a synchronized rhythm.
The instant the gear was removed, Zhang Ming ejaculated inside her.

Qin Qing's body went limp at that moment.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Ming came to his senses first. His immediate reaction after the pleasure was worry that
Qin Qing would notice her unusual state. Zhang Ming began to regret his impulsive actions.

However, at this point, he still dutifully pulled Qin Qing's hand away.

Before he could examine her hand closely, Qin Qing's legs went weak, and she leaned against Zhang Ming's chest. Zhang Ming also lost his
balance , and the two fell to the ground.

As they fell, Zhang Ming's first thought was to check if Qin Qing was alright. He rolled over and
pulled her into his arms, reaching out to take her right hand and examine it, saying, "Sister Qing, it's just a little red, thankfully
it's not swollen."

"Hmm, that's good!" Qin Qing was still immersed in that wonderful feeling, a feeling even Li Hao
hadn't given her, because it was the first time she had orgasmed without normal intercourse.

This dual contact of mind and body gave her a unique sensation.

Qin Qing almost dared not open her eyes, because Zhang Ming's slightly limp penis
was pressing against her thigh.

"It's wet! Did he ejaculate?" Qin Qing thought with utter shame, "What did I do
? How could I do this?!"

"Yeah, it's good that you're alright. Qing-jie, you should rest well. I'll come early to wake you up tomorrow!"
Zhang Ming found his legs were also incredibly weak. As he said this, he suddenly realized his wet
crotch was pressed against Qin Qing's bare thigh. He shivered, said a few embarrassed words, and
quickly slipped away.

After Zhang Ming disappeared from sight, Qin Qing didn't touch her genitals. She knew she was soaking wet too,
she knew Zhang Ming had ejaculated, and she was too.

She naturally didn't think Zhang Ming was taking advantage of her; she was more concerned about her own behavior,
because just now, she knew she had desperately craved that feeling.

"I wonder if it will be awkward when we meet tomorrow?" Qin Qing touched her flushed face, her heart, which had
quietly calmed down, suddenly felt a little reluctant to go fishing at the base.

"Sis, why did Xiaoming leave so fast? He hasn't brought his books back yet!" Qin Mengmeng, drying her wet
hair, stood at the door, puzzled, and asked Qin Qing, who was lost in thought.

Qin Qing was startled by her sister's sudden question, but she quickly composed herself and said, "
Zhang Ming said something came up at home and he had to go back. I'll give him the documents tomorrow. I'm going to take a shower now;
I'm going fishing at the base tomorrow!"

"Oh!" Qin Mengmeng stood there blankly. She noticed something strange about her sister, but couldn't quite put her finger on it
. Perhaps it was because Qin Qing called Zhang Ming by his full name instead of calling him "little one." Even Qin Qing herself
hadn't realized that she had unintentionally come to regard Zhang Ming as a mature man, because the way she addressed him
revealed this.

The next morning, Zhang Ming dressed neatly, packed some necessities, and
knocked . However, his heart was filled with unease. He didn't know how to face Qin Qing. Because of what happened last night, Zhang Ming
hadn't slept well all night. But this time, Zhang Ming didn't choose to run away; what was coming would come.

However, perhaps because it was really too early, when he knocked on the door, he wasn't scolded by Qin Qing,
but by Qin Mengmeng.

"Look at the time, it's only a little past 6 o'clock! Brother! Did you have to come so early?" Qin Mengmeng,
wearing a cute cartoon pajama set, said with a sleepy look and a bit speechless.

"Mengmeng, there's a bus to the 'base' at 8 AM. It's a little past 6 now. Wash your face, have breakfast,
and get ready, it should be about time!" Zhang Ming said innocently.

"Okay, okay, I can't argue with you. Go call my sister, I'll go wash my face first!" Qin Mengmeng sometimes bickered with
Zhang Ming , but most of the time she gave in to him.

Qin Mengmeng was 1.62 meters tall. Although she wasn't as tall as Qin Qing (1.68 meters),
she still looked quite beautiful in her cartoon pajamas with her hair messy. Zhang Ming just didn't appreciate it. Qin Mengmeng
was shy the first time she wore pajamas in front of Zhang Ming, but she got used to it afterward. She even dared to show her face without washing her face,
because at this age, young girls are still relatively innocent and don't think about many things.

When Zhang Ming heard Qin Mengmeng say that Qin Qing was still sleeping, he felt a little excited.

"Sister Qing, what's it like sleeping?" Seeing Qin Mengmeng go into the bathroom to wash her face, Zhang Ming mustered
his courage and went to Qin Qing's bedroom. He reached out his hand, intending to knock.

But instead of knocking, he inexplicably grasped the doorknob and gently turned it.

"Gulp."

The door wasn't locked!

Zhang Ming gently pushed the door open and saw a sleeping beauty lying on the bed—wasn't this his goddess, Qin Qing
? Only Qin Qing's head was completely covered by the blankets; she seemed to have slept very little the night before, hence the
blankets weren't long enough.

Because Qin Qing was lying on her side, one of her little feet was sticking out of the blankets, while the other
was hidden inside.

If it were Zhang Ming a few days ago, he would have woken Qin Qing by now, but after his recent
experiences , he had become bolder.

He quietly went in, deliberately leaving the door ajar, and slowly walked to Qin Qing's bedside.

Looking at Qin Qing's graceful figure under the thin blankets, Zhang Ming's heart stirred again.

Looking at the little foot sticking out of the blankets, a voice seemed to say in his mind, "Touch it,
no one will know!"

Struggling and hesitant, Zhang Ming slowly reached out his trembling hand.

Just as he was about to approach that snow-white jade foot, Qin Qing suddenly pulled her foot back.

The sudden movement startled Zhang Ming.

As if doused with cold water, Zhang Ming obediently went to the door, left it slightly ajar, and
pretended to knock, saying, "Sister Qing, it's time to get up!"

After a few calls, Qin Qing woke up. When Zhang Ming entered openly, he saw
Qin Qing stretch out a small, white hand, pick up a phone, and peek out to check the time.

"What time is it? So early!" Qin Qing said sweetly.

Then she put the phone down and went back to sleep. However, this made Qin Qing's mind clear
. She remembered having a ridiculous dream last night. She dreamt that she and Zhang Ming had a
passionate . In the dream, she felt extremely satisfied and at peace. Recalling the dream, Qin Qing's face
flushed again. She struggled with how to face Zhang Ming.

Seeing Qin Qing still asleep with her head covered, Zhang Ming, though wanting to feast his eyes more, dared not
look any longer. He could only say that if he didn't get up quickly, he'd miss the bus, and reluctantly retreated
to wait .

Sure enough, not long after, the sound of running water came from Qin Qing's master bedroom; Zhang Ming knew Qin Qing was taking a shower
. Usually, Zhang Ming would hesitate several times before deciding whether to peek, but this time he decisively pushed open
Qin Qing's bedroom door, only to find it locked.

"Damn it, am I stupid!" Zhang Ming remembered that he had
locked the door himself to prove his innocence. The

more Zhang Ming thought about it, the angrier he became; now he could only hear the sounds inside, unable to do anything.

The sound of running water in Qin Qing's bathroom only stopped when Qin Mengmeng finished washing up and was almost dressed.

Qin Qing usually washed up quickly this morning, usually in about ten minutes, just a simple shower.

The morning passed quickly with the two sisters busy, though some minor
accidents .

When Qin Qing faced Zhang Ming again, a hint of embarrassment subtly appeared on her face. Zhang Ming's
heart pounded when he saw Qin Qing's watery eyes, but he naturally didn't understand why she was blushing.
He was worried that his overly aggressive actions the night before might have offended her. However, seeing Qin Qing's reaction,
his anxiety quietly subsided.

The two acted as if nothing had happened, tacitly interacting as usual.

Today, Qin Qing wore a white knitted short-sleeved shirt, over
which paired with cropped jeans, an orange belt, and black canvas shoes,
revealing a patch of her fair legs.

At this moment, Qin Qing gave off a rather innocent and beautiful impression.

"What? Teacher Gao, today is Saturday! Can you..." Qin Mengmeng was annoyed when she received a
phone call , and Zhang Ming vaguely overheard these words.

A few minutes later, Qin Mengmeng looked like she was about to cry. She hung up the phone and said, "Sis, Xiaoming, you guys
go ahead! The homeroom teacher wants me to go back and work on the themed bulletin board. Several other classmates have already gone!"

"What the hell? Another weekend bulletin board project!" Zhang Ming said, annoyed.

Zhang Ming was the class's sports representative, so it wasn't his turn to work on the bulletin board, but he always
went with Qin Mengmeng when she did it, accompanying her. Because Qin Mengmeng was the academic representative.

"It's okay, sis. You take Xiaoming to play for a bit first. I'll see if I can finish my
part before noon. If I do, I'll take the 1 PM bus to find you! Remember to wait for me at the 'base'!"

Qin Mengmeng felt that Zhang Ming hadn't been doing well lately. She thought it was because he was under too much pressure, so she didn't want Qin Qing to cancel this relaxing trip
because of her. She waved her little fist, showing
her white teeth.

Actually, only she knew how long it would take to finish the bulletin board in one morning. She would have to miss the fishing trip.

"Okay, let's go first! Remember to call us when you're done! If you're running late, you
don't need to go, just go home, your parents will probably miss us." Qin Qing, being an experienced person,
had gone through all sorts of things at school, so she didn't blindly join in the commotion and was quite sensible.

After the three of them agreed, Qin Mengmeng hurriedly went to school.

Zhang Ming and Qin Qing, carrying fishing gear and essentials like a lighter, water, and
food, set off.

On the way, they sat on a bus heading into the countryside. The bright spring sunshine and the seemingly
warm air lifted their spirits.

The "base" Zhang Ming referred to was actually an abandoned reservoir in their hometown, nestled
in a secluded mountain village far from the city.

Zhang Ming was actually quite happy that their "little tail" hadn't come along, though he hadn't
considered it much. However, when he looked at Qin Qing's profile, gazing affectionately out the window, he
found himself tempted.

Especially after recalling the exciting scene from the previous night, he felt a surge of desire to pull Qin Qing into his
arms . Because it was a remote village, the road conditions were poor, and the two, sitting in the back, endured
quite a bumpy ride before finally arriving at their destination.

Qin Qing led the way with practiced ease, recounting the last time she brought Li Hao here, and how impressed he was.
Qin Qing seemed quite proud that they had discovered such a wonderful place.

Unintentionally, Qin Qing hurt Zhang Ming's feelings again. Of course, Zhang Ming wasn't easily hurt; he just didn't want
to hear about that man.

"Finally here! Wow, the air is so fresh, so comfortable! Little one, get all that
ready, I'm going to check over there!" Qin Qing ordered, adopting the air of an older sister.

Zhang Ming naturally agreed happily, but because his mind was entirely on Qin Qing, he
interpreted every word she said with suspicion.

"Check over there? What's there to see? Is it to pee? Well…" After these wild
thoughts crossed his mind decisively put down his things and quietly followed Qin Qing.

Chapter Three: The Taste of Heartache

Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing come to a patch of grass, looking around anxiously, then blushing and
gently reaching out her slender hands to unbuckle her belt.

"Sure enough, Qing-jie drank two cups of soy milk this morning. She'd been on the bus for over an hour, so she should probably relieve herself!"
Excitedly, Zhang Ming crouched down. Because the area was secluded and overgrown with weeds,
Zhang Ming moved slowly towards Qin Qing, his eyes fixed on her.

He saw Qin Qing shyly unbuckle her belt, first pulling down her jeans to reveal white
underwear. Before he could even process it, Qin Qing pulled down her white underwear.

"So white! So firm!" Zhang Ming's vision blurred for a second; he only saw a patch of white, and in less than a
second , Qin Qing had squatted down to urinate.

"Sizzle... sizzle!"

The sound of raindrops hitting the grass reached Zhang Ming's ears. He knew Qin Qing was
doing something very private, less than seven or eight meters away.

"How could I have such thoughts? I can't!" Zhang Ming suddenly told himself.

Just now, perhaps stimulated by the sound of the water, he had almost rushed forward to push Qin Qing down.

Zhang Ming found his own thoughts terrifying.

While he was struggling with his thoughts, Qin Qing had already taken out a tissue to wipe her private parts, pulled up her white underwear, and
finished .

Seeing this, Zhang Ming returned the way he came. When Qin Qing reappeared, Zhang Ming had taken out all his
belongings, but they were all in a mess.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming was scolded by Qin Qing again, and he could only offer a helpless bitter smile.

The reservoir wasn't large, and due to years of neglect, it had gradually become a natural fishpond.

The entire fishing process was somewhat tedious, at least for Zhang Ming, because he had
no understanding of such pleasures.

They fished for over an hour; Qin Qing caught several small fish and released them, while Zhang Ming
didn't catch a single one.

Looking at the uninterested Zhang Ming, Qin Qing said, "Didn't you used to love fishing? Why don't you seem to
like it anymore?"

"Sister Qing, who's interested in fishing on such a hot day!" Actually, Zhang Ming wanted to say that it was because he used to
do it with her, but he didn't dare say that now, lest Qin Qing think he was being too pretentious.

It was only a little before ten in the morning, the sun wasn't very strong yet, but Zhang Ming's mind
wasn't on fishing; it was still preoccupied with that crazy idea he'd just had.

He felt he could secretly admire Qin Qing,
because , Qin Qing was now a goddess in his eyes.

Why could he only secretly admire her? Besides Qin Mengmeng, the more important reason was that Zhang Ming was only
eighteen while Qin Qing was twenty-four, a six-year age difference that Zhang Ming saw as a
huge chasm between them.

Also, from his outsider's perspective, Qin Qing was already married to Li Hao, so he had no
chance . Although Zhang Ming always told himself he wasn't obsessed with virgins, the thought of Qin
Qing being with Li Hao still made his heart ache.

Even with this pain, Zhang Ming had never considered possessing Qin Qing. So why had that thought just now
? Was it because last night's events had given him a taste of pleasure?

Seeing Zhang Ming's wandering thoughts, Qin Qing assumed he had lost interest in fishing. Around 11:00 AM, the two ate
a simple lunch, and Qin Qing led Zhang Ming to a mountain stream to rest and chat
.

The stream was shaded by towering trees.

Qin Qing and Zhang Ming sat on a rock, about a meter apart. She rested her chin on her hand and said, "Little
one, I realize I don't understand you anymore!"

As she spoke, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, as if everything from the previous night was resurfacing
.

Zhang Ming's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. His first thought was that his secret had been exposed, but the innocent expression on Qin Qing's face told a different story. Zhang Ming moved his lips and whispered, "Maybe we've both grown up, and Sister Qing doesn't like this little thing anymore!" Qin Qing sensed a hint of sadness in Zhang Ming's voice
. She paused for a moment, tilted her head, and said, "Yes, we've both grown up. When we were little, I could watch you catch crabs and shrimp with your bare bottoms. Now you're all grown up."

"Well, we can't keep playing like that. Look at yourself, you've grown into such a strong young man! I'm so
proud of you, my little one has finally grown up!"

Qin Qing's face was filled with doting affection, tinged with a slight blush.

Hearing Qin Qing say this, Zhang Ming felt a little wronged. He moved his lips as if to say something,
but didn't say anything.

"Why don't you talk to your sister anymore?" Qin Qing was a smart woman; she could tell from
Zhang Ming's expression that he had something he couldn't say.

"It's not that I don't want to talk to you, it's just that we've both grown up. There are some things I'm afraid to say that will upset you.
I'm afraid of losing you, Sister Qing!" "Zhang Ming seemed to have mustered his courage.

Qin Qing, of course, didn't know that just now, Zhang Ming had a slight impulse to confess, but the words he
spoke lacked the right tone; to Qin Qing, they sounded like a coquettish plea.

Because in Qin Qing's eyes, no matter how Zhang Ming changed, he was still her little brother, a little
thing .

"Silly boy, how could I leave you? Tell me, since the weather is nice today and your sister is in a good mood,
just say those things you shouldn't say!" Qin Qing said.

A surge of anger welled up in Zhang Ming's chest. He had originally wanted to confess, but remembering the age limit and
the fact that Qin Qing was married, he brought up the incident from the second year of junior high, the thing that had troubled him for so long.

After Zhang Ming talked about it, he felt much lighter, and Qin Qing chuckled and said,
"Silly boy, I had completely forgotten about it! I didn't expect that this little thing had been on your mind
for so long. You're a boy, it's normal to have certain reactions when you come into contact with girls!" "

Qin Qing suddenly remembered last night, touching her slightly flushed cheeks and thinking to herself, 'He's really grown up
. His little thing must be quite big by now!'"

"Sister Qing, didn't you distance yourself from me and stop liking me because of that incident?' Zhang Ming asked excitedly.

"Of course! I'm an experienced woman, how could I take such a small thing to heart? How could you think I would distance myself from
you!" Qin Qing asked, puzzled. On the other hand, she thought that if she were going to ignore him, she wouldn't have seen him today after what Zhang Ming had done so
badly . However, she felt that some misunderstandings and mistakes were inevitable, or rather,
she should take some responsibility.

"If you didn't dislike me, why haven't you contacted me much since that incident, and why don't you play with me anymore
?" Zhang Ming said, feeling a little guilty. After all, what happened last night was still lingering in his mind, but
thinking of that long-standing issue, he still felt a little wronged.

"Oh dear, I didn't expect you to keep dwelling on this. We've both grown up and have our own lives now.
Back then your sister was just starting university, and I was busy, so we just contacted each other less often. How could I ignore you!" Qin Qing
looked angry, explaining repeatedly, seemingly afraid that this matter would create a rift between her and Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming thought about Qin Qing's explanation and realized that a large part of the reason was indeed because he had overthought things and
avoided the issue.

"Perhaps I'm overthinking it, Sister Qing. I want... I want to hug you like when we were little, is that okay
?" Zhang Ming said boldly in a low voice, his eyes filled with hope.

Zhang Ming's heart started pounding.

Qin Qing heard Zhang Ming's request but didn't speak, only staring
at .

Only when Zhang Ming became somewhat uncomfortable did she say, "Do you feel that there's a distance between us, and we're not as close as
before ? Or is it because I'm married that I'll distance myself from you?"

"I don't want that kind of intimacy. It's just that I lost my mother when I was little. It was you who hugged me when I was bullied,
and I felt so warm. Maybe now we've both grown up, and perhaps some things will change!
Like, Sister Qing, now you have a husband, and you'll have children to take care of in the future. When will you have time to take care of me?"
Zhang Ming sighed, his tone filled with deep helplessness.

Qin Qing seemed unconvinced by his words, shaking her head and saying, "Come
sit closer!"

Zhang Ming moved closer, a hint of anticipation in his heart.

"A little closer!"

Zhang Ming moved even closer, until there was only a fist's width between them. Just as he was feeling
a

bit awkward, Qin Qing naturally embraced him. Zhang Ming was startled at first, then hugged her tightly.

Qin Qing's body was soft, but at that moment, Zhang Ming felt no lust, only
deep emotion.

The April weather was slightly warm, and both were lightly dressed. This intimate contact
excited and comforted Zhang Ming.

Qin Qing, holding Zhang Ming, felt a tremor in her heart at first, then acted naturally. She
buried her head in Zhang Ming's chest and whispered, "Silly boy, I won't let you say those things again. No matter how things
change, you'll still be my brother. No matter who I marry or whose wife I become, I'll still be your sister!" "

Really?" Qin Qing's words seemed to touch a chord in Zhang Ming's heart, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Of course it's true. How many true friends can one have in a lifetime? You know I'm
not . People think I'm arrogant, but I just don't want to flatter others
or constantly say nice things about them. I'm afraid you'll laugh at me, but your sister really doesn't have many close friends. In the end, besides my sister,
you're the best person I've ever been to! But you think I've distanced myself from you! Humph, no good deed goes unpunished!"
Qin Qing saw Zhang Ming's tears but didn't wipe them away or comfort him, instead speaking with a natural smile.

"Haha, I'm such a fool, Sister Qing, you really are the best!" Zhang Ming laughed and cried.

"No, that's too cheesy!" Qin Qing pushed Zhang Ming away, scolding him playfully.

"Sister, will you trust me unconditionally from now on?" After a while of playful banter, Zhang Ming suddenly became serious.

"Yes, as long as it's right, I will trust you!" "Qin Qing thought for a moment and said.

After this phone call, the so-called barrier between the two seemed to have disappeared.

After some time, Zhang Ming stammered, as if he had something to say.

Seeing this, Qin Qing angrily slapped Zhang Ming on the back of the head and said, "Just say what you have to say!"

"Sister, do you feel happy after marrying Li Hao?" Zhang Ming asked directly.

"You should call Li Hao brother!" Qin Qing corrected, her eyes dimming for a moment before she raised her head and her tone softened.
Qin Qing said slowly, "He's my first man. No matter what, I'm married now. Whether I'm happy or not doesn't matter anymore.
Besides, he treats me well!"

Zhang Ming couldn't discern the meaning behind Qin Qing's words. After marriage, outsiders
couldn't .

He murmured, "Qing-jie, I hope you'll be happy!"

"Hehe, do you even need to tell me? Of course I'll be happy! By the way, tell me the truth, have you ever
done anything bad to Mengmeng?" Before, Qin Qing wouldn't have dared to ask so directly, but after their conversation, she
could answer naturally.

"Ah? No, no! We both know that studying is more important now. No, no, absolutely not!"
Zhang Ming quickly denied it.

"Hehe, don't get so excited, it's good that you haven't!" In Qin Qing's view, they were still quite young,
and dating was inappropriate; studying was the priority. Therefore, she was satisfied to hear Zhang Ming say that
.

"Qing-jie, what if you have?" Zhang Ming joked.

"Hmph, you're still young, don't think about those frivolous things. After you graduate from university,
I won't care about you anymore. You can go wherever you want!" Qin Qing said.

"Graduating from university? That's too tragic!" Zhang Ming feigned pitifulness, but when he saw Qin Qing raise her hand
as if to hit him, he immediately changed his tune, "Yes, yes, Sister Qing is right!"

"Hehe, that's a good boy!" Qin Qing said smugly, her smile radiant.

Although Qin Qing was much older than Zhang Ming, her mind was too simple and pure. She might be more
complicated , but with Zhang Ming, she truly held nothing back. At least in front of Zhang Ming, she was always herself
. She just didn't realize how charming and alluring she was. Often, in the face of lust, a man's
conscience is thrown to the winds.

Qin Qing thought she could return to the days when they could talk about anything, but Zhang Ming's heart was
set on , filled with infatuation and a touch of possessiveness.

Zhang Ming also thought he could go back to the past, but he underestimated his self-control.

This conversation seemed to have bridged the gap between them. Zhang Ming opened his heart, and Qin Qing, in turn, opened hers
without reservation, though she didn't realize she had unwittingly let a wolf into her home.

"Hmm, time flies! It's already past four. Let's play a little longer and then head back! I bet Mengmeng and
Mom and Dad are already waiting for us at home." Qin Qing seemed very happy and content with her fishing trip today; she glanced at
the time and felt it had passed quickly.

"Okay!" Zhang Ming readily agreed. Seeing Qin Qing untying her shoelaces, he said solicitously, "Untying shoelaces
so slowly , you might develop geriatric syndrome. Let me, your little brother, help you!"

Zhang Ming grabbed one of Qin Qing's feet.

"Ouch...ouch..." Caught off guard by Zhang Ming's sudden attack, Qin Qing lost her balance and had to brace herself with her hands
on the boulder, looking at Zhang Ming with a smile, her eyes seemingly filled with a touch of doting affection.

Zhang Ming never dreamed that just this morning he had been trying so hard to touch those jade-like feet, but now
he had touched them so easily. He gently removed Qin Qing's canvas shoes, revealing a pair of fair and plump
feet.

Zhang Ming's large hands covered them, stroking them back and forth as if brushing off dust, saying, "Wearing shoes without
socks , stinks!"

But inwardly he was very satisfied, because Qin Qing's feet felt so soft and smooth,
even more pleasant to the touch than jade. Zhang Ming loved them, but dared not do it openly,
so he made up this excuse.

"Nonsense, my feet never smell!" Every girl has an endless pursuit of beauty; they don't
like hear words like dirty, smelly, or messy, especially Qin Qing, who is very clean.

When she heard Zhang Ming say she had athlete's foot, she immediately refused to argue.

"Hehe, your nose's broken, hurry up and wash it! Hey, I bet no man has ever
washed right?" Zhang Ming just wanted to play with those perfect jade feet a little longer, casually giving himself a
plausible excuse. But he didn't expect that his words would touch Qin Qing's heart.

"Yeah, no one has ever washed my feet. My dad never did, and he..." Qin Qing thought of
Li Hao , not with tender memories, but with something else entirely.

When they were alone, Li Hao always tried to make love to her, but Qin
Qing had some reservations about it, partly due to a past memory.

Imagine, a man who only wants to have sex wouldn't care about so many details.

Qin Qing was a little dazed, unaware that this "good younger brother" was taking advantage of her too much.

If Zhang Ming hadn't been somewhat conscious, he would have really wanted to bite her.

Zhang Ming stood in the stream, bent down, and rolled up the cuffs of Qin Qing's jeans to her knees,
leaving the area below her knees as Zhang Ming's dream space.

Zhang Ming scooped up water with his palm and sprinkled it on Qin Qing's slender, long legs. As his large hand caressed them, Zhang Ming felt a surge
of unease, as his lower body began to stir.

Qin Qing, too, felt a strange unease, though she attributed it to familial affection.

Could a man driven by lust truly feel familial affection when doing something to a woman?

Zhang Ming thought he could stop thinking about it, but just now he realized he was wrong; he
still harbored possessive desires for Qin Qing.

"Alright, now it shouldn't smell anymore. Hmm, haven't been to the toilet all day, I'm going!"
Zhang Ming realized that if he touched her any further, he would give himself away. Some things, though out in the open, were fine if he truly had no feelings,
but if he did, he wanted to hide them.

"Go ahead, go ahead!" Qin Qing shook her hand, dipping her feet in the stream and
humming a tune, seemingly quite happy.

Zhang Ming walked a short distance away, took out his penis to air it out, but this time he didn't masturbate.

Zhang Ming seemed to have an epiphany; he knew to conserve his essence.

At the same time, he told himself that he couldn't be so spineless. If others could do it, so could he.
As long as persevered and seized every opportunity, he would definitely have a chance.

When Zhang Ming returned after recovering, he found that Qin Qing was gone. He searched anxiously and found her
downstream.

The current was rapid. Zhang Ming, seeing this, hurriedly said, "Sister, don't go down! The current is too strong!"

"My shoe, my shoe, it fell in!" Just moments ago, Qin Qing had accidentally knocked her shoe into the water, and
the current carried it further and further away.

"Don't move, I'll get it!" Zhang Ming looked and sure enough, a canvas shoe was stuck in a rotten branch in the stream
.

Qin Qing was just about to hook the shoe with a branch, but she was just a little short.

"I can do it, I'm almost there!" Qin Qing's branch was about five centimeters away from the shoe as she tried
to hook it.

"Yes! I got it!" Qin Qing leaned forward and successfully hooked the shoe, but due to the excessive force, a stone on the soft muddy bank
of the stream slipped.

Unfortunately, Qin Qing was standing on that stone.

"Ah!" Qin Qing exclaimed.

"Watch out!" By the time Zhang Ming saw it, it was too late; Qin Qing had fallen completely into the water.

The moment Qin Qing fell into the water, her mind went blank. She tried to scream for help, but the rushing river water
choked her, and she couldn't make a sound. Just when she thought she was in danger, Zhang Ming bravely jumped into the water.

Qin Qing only saw a tall figure rushing towards her, while she was swept away by the current.

"Sister, sister, please don't be hurt!" Zhang Ming swam desperately towards Qin Qing, swallowing mouthfuls of water as well,
but he shouted anxiously.

Qin Qing didn't know how far she had been swept away. Just as she was about to lose consciousness, Zhang Ming suddenly grabbed
her hand and pulled her back forcefully.

Zhang Ming was the sports committee member at school, so he had a strong grip.

Zhang Ming struggled to hold Qin Qing completely, then swam towards the shore.

"Sister, sister, answer me! Please don't be hurt!" Zhang Ming held Qin Qing and placed her on a flat
surface, shouting desperately.

"What to do, what to do? Yes, we can't panic now! CPR!" Zhang Ming, a key player in the school
sports meet , remained relatively calm in this crucial moment.

He blew hard into Qin Qing's mouth and pressed firmly on her chest. After several repetitions, Qin Qing
coughed up some water and gradually regained consciousness.

At this moment, Zhang Ming truly put aside all lust, because just now, he was genuinely
terrified . Imagine, if you don't survive, what will be left?

"Sister, you're finally awake! You scared me to death!" Zhang Ming cried.

Qin Qing coughed up some water, still a little breathless. After a moment, she reached out and touched Zhang Ming's hand, saying,
"It's okay, thank goodness you're here!"

Her words were few, but they gave Zhang Ming a feeling of relief and joy.

Because of this incident, Zhang Ming strengthened his resolve; he was determined to protect Qin Qing and safeguard his
dream.

"Yes, it's alright, it's good that you're alright!" Zhang Ming smiled foolishly, tears streaming down his face.

That day, Zhang Ming cried twice. He'd only ever cried once in his life, when his mother
left him. This showed how important Qin Qing was to him.

The two hugged quietly for a while. Then Qin Qing asked, "Where are we now
?"

Zhang Ming looked around and realized the place was unfamiliar. He said uncertainly, "This should
be downstream, right? Sister, can you still walk? Come on, let me carry you. Let's go upstream and see!"

Qin Qing didn't hesitate. Seeing Zhang Ming bent over, she simply climbed onto him.

If this incident strengthened Zhang Ming's desire to protect her, it was the sense of security he
gave .

Just a moment ago, she truly thought she was going to die. Those who haven't fallen into the water can't
understand that helplessness, that feeling of being completely isolated.

Zhang Ming carried Qin Qing upstream, while Qin Qing leaned quietly on his shoulder, her fear
and terror slowly turning into calm.

Zhang Ming didn't know how long he had walked, but he felt he had gone quite a distance. Looking at the sky, he realized he might have been swept away by
the river's currents several times and was somewhat lost.

"Sister, it's getting dark. Can we find a place to rest?" Zhang Ming suggested.

Qin Qing looked at the sky; indeed, it had gotten dark without her noticing. Perhaps it got dark faster in the mountains,
or perhaps it was because they had been walking for a long time.

Seeing Zhang Ming panting, Qin Qing felt a pang of sympathy. She noticed they were both wet and sticky, which was
uncomfortable . She said, "If there's a place to rest up ahead, let's rest for a bit!"

She felt less afraid with Zhang Ming by her side.

Zhang Ming walked for a while longer and found a huge rock with a small depression at its base.
Several large trees grew along the edge of the depression. He thought this was a good place to rest, so he carefully placed Qin Qing on the ground.

He sat down beside it, panting heavily; he was clearly exhausted. If Zhang Ming had still had his phone
, he would have realized he had been carrying Qin Qing for over an hour.

Qin Qing watched all this, her heart overflowing with emotion. Her eyes were fixed on Zhang Ming.

"Sister, it's getting dark again. We'll have to spend the night here. I'll go find some dry
branches so we can dry our wet clothes!" Zhang Ming said, turning to Qin Qing.

He noticed she was staring at him and felt a little embarrassed.

Without waiting for her reply, he sheepishly went to find dry branches.

"Don't go too far! Don't leave me behind!" Qin Qing suddenly said, her voice trembling.

Zhang Ming had already taken a few steps when he heard Qin Qing's words. His heart skipped a beat.
Without turning back said, "I will never leave you in this lifetime!"

"Okay!" Qin Qing smiled contentedly.

Zhang Ming hadn't gone far. He found some dry branches nearby and went to the small mound, saying to Qin Qing,
"Sister, take off your wet clothes first, let them dry!"

Qin Qing looked at him without speaking. Zhang Ming thought she was wary of him, so he added, "Don't worry, I
'll turn my back, I won't peek at you, really, I swear!"

Perhaps because he had done too many bad things in the past, Zhang Ming even swore an oath.

"I believe you!" Qin Qing said, and began to take off her knitted shirt. Zhang Ming quickly turned his back and
then rummaged in his pockets.

"Oh no, the lighter is still in my backpack!" Zhang Ming said in a panic.

"Hmm, what can we do?" Qin Qing said, having already taken off her outer garment.

“Okay, let’s do this. I’ll go gather some more large, dry branches. Tonight, we’ll build
a take off our wet clothes first.” Zhang Ming got right to work, while Qin Qing, barefoot,
watched him bustle about, enjoying the tranquility.

Suddenly, she had a fleeting feeling that the scene was quite heartwarming. Then, as if remembering something, her
eyes dimmed, and she didn’t want to think about it anymore.

After working for a while, Zhang Ming looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and said, “That’s almost done!”

Qin Qing looked at the simple, hard-won nest and smiled slightly, saying with satisfaction, “Not bad, it’ll do! Hehe!”

After saying this, she noticed that Zhang Ming’s hands were a bit scraped. She reached out and looked closely at
Zhang Ming eyes slightly red, and said with heartache, “Silly boy, is it necessary to work so hard?”

Actually, the nest Zhang Ming built wasn’t very good, but Qin Qing was quite satisfied, especially when she saw
the injuries on Zhang Ming’s hands.

Zhang Ming chuckled, "There weren't that many big branches, so I had to break them off. My skills aren't great, haha!"

"Still laughing! Hurry up and take your clothes off. Don't worry, I won't peek!" Qin Qing joked at this moment
.

"Okay, Sister Qing, you change over there, I'll change over here. I won't peek!" Zhang Ming said again.

"Hmph, you can't even see if you want to. I'm wearing underwear underneath, just pretend I'm wearing a swimsuit!" Qin Qing
felt Zhang Ming was intentionally emphasizing this, so she said this.

Zhang Ming chuckled and went to change. He took off all his clothes, leaving only his boxer shorts, and then
hung them on a tree branch for shade and to block the wind.

Boys always undress quickly. After Zhang Ming finished, he sat down alone on one side. With the
dense peek if Zhang Ming wanted to, but perhaps because he was too tired earlier,
or something else, he seemed to have calmed down.

On the other side, Qin Qing had indeed taken off all her clothes except for her bra and panties. She also sat on the ground, hugging her legs.

"Little one, what are you doing?" Qin Qing asked through the tree branch.

"I'm looking at the stars, what about you?" Before they knew it, it was almost completely dark, the sky dotted with stars
illuminating the night.

"I'm scared!" Qin Qing said.

Zhang Ming was silent for a moment, then mustered his courage and said, "Can I come over?" Afraid Qin Qing wouldn't agree, he added,
"It's already dark, I can't see anything, you don't need to worry about anything!"

"I'm not worried about anything. Back in college I always wore a bikini to swim, this looks
pretty much like a bikini now. You shouldn't keep dwelling on that. I trust you, come here!"
Qin Qing thought Zhang Ming was still worried about the incident in the second year of junior high, and that he was afraid of misunderstanding her again and ignoring her.

Of course, Zhang Ming's repeated emphasis clearly showed he had something to hide.

He casually walked from his side to Qin Qing's side.

Qin Qing glanced at him; Zhang Ming was only wearing underwear, his face slightly flushed, but remembering he was just her
younger brother, she relaxed.

Qin Qing could only comfort herself this way. She really didn't dare to think too deeply about other things, because she was worried that some
things would be beyond her control, just like what happened last night.

She said, "Bring your clothes over, so you can wrap them up in a circle. That way it won't be
too cold !

" "Okay!" Zhang Ming said.

After everything was done, Qin Qing asked again, "Are you hungry?"

"Hmm, I'm fine, not hungry!" Actually, Zhang Ming had just gone out to look for branches and glanced around,
hoping to find something to eat, but there was nothing to eat in this kind of place. Forget about wild fruits and the like.

"Oh, I'm not hungry either!" Qin Qing said.

"Are you cold?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Hmm, I'm okay, how about you?" Qin Qing said.
"Me too!" Zhang Ming said.

...

The two chatted like this about trivial things.

Until Zhang Ming asked, "Sister Qing, what time is it?"

Qin Qing had a watch, a Longines brand, quite exquisite.

"Hmm, it's nine o'clock!" Qin Qing said.

"Sister Qing!"

"Hmm?"

"I'm hungry!"

"Me too!"

"Sister Qing!"

"Hmm?"

"I'm cold!"

"Me too!"

"Stand up, move around, it'll warm you up!" Zhang Ming suggested.

"Okay!" Qin Qing stood up as well.

While sitting, Zhang Ming hadn't noticed Qin Qing's alluring figure, but once she stood up, he realized that Qin
Qing truly had a devilish figure. Just her 35D breasts alone were incredibly tempting.

At the same time, Qin Qing had a very slender waist and long, beautiful legs. Thanks to her good walking habits,
she wasn't pigeon-toed or splayed, maintaining a very good leg shape.

Although there was no light, by the moonlight, Zhang Ming could see Qin Qing with her arms crossed and legs together,
wearing only a white bra and white panties. The direct temptation was overwhelming.

He remembered his efforts recently, and at this moment, the desire that had subsided in his chest
quickly reignited.

"Can I hug you?" Zhang Ming's heart raced again, because he wasn't sure
how innocent his words were.

"Mmm!" Qin Qing didn't say much, just hummed in response.

Zhang Ming was overjoyed.

He eagerly hugged Qin Qing, and this time the feeling was noticeably different.

Even Zhang Ming himself didn't realize that when he hugged Qin Qing, he wanted to be so close, with no
gap . Qin Qing thought Zhang Ming was cold because he was trembling all over.

Zhang Ming's trembling was due to both cold and excitement. At the same time, he tried to bring his
chest close to Qin Qing's breasts, causing Qin Qing to lose her balance and slowly back away.

Only when Qin Qing's back touched the cold rock did she say, "Little thing, don't push any
closer, I have nowhere to back up!"

Zhang Ming's lower body swelled up completely because of these words. At first, Zhang Ming didn't dare to press
his lower body against hers, but it was as if Qin Qing's words were a spell. He took a step forward and thrust his lower body hard
against Qin Qing's genitals.

"Ah!" Qin Qing gasped involuntarily.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I..." Zhang Ming stammered.

"Little thing, why did you suddenly thrust so hard!" Qin Qing ignored the fact that Zhang Ming had pushed against her forcefully,
only saying that he shouldn't have used so much force.

At the same time, she felt a little flustered; she was worried, she was afraid.

Because apart from the age difference, there was nothing else between Zhang Ming and her, plus his
height and strong physique.

Zhang Ming didn't dare to speak, but suddenly the desire he had suppressed for the past few days erupted, giving him
boundless courage in an instant.

"Sister, can you help me?" Zhang Ming said, his voice trembling with tears.

Hearing this, Qin Qing's heart suddenly panicked. She stammered, "How do you want me to help you?"

"I... I feel so swollen down there, like I'm going to break. Can you help me relieve it with your hand?"
Zhang Ming seemed to have used all his strength to say these words. After saying them, he seemed to be awaiting divine
judgment, both excited and afraid.

Qin Qing's heart trembled inexplicably upon hearing this. The thing she had worried about and feared the most had come to pass.

What surprised her most was that Zhang Ming would actually make such a request.

Qin Qing thought for a moment, then bit her lip and said with difficulty, "Little thing, please don't force me, okay?"

Qin Qing knew clearly that there were some things she could do, but some things she couldn't, because doing so would
definitely hurt their pure feelings. Although Qin Qing also felt a little impulsive at this moment, as the older woman,
she restrained herself well.

Zhang Ming felt as if his heart had shattered into pieces upon hearing this. Hearing Qin Qing's similar refusal, at this
moment , he suddenly had the urge to force himself on her, and at the same time, a bit of hatred.

Perhaps it was true that where there is love, there is hate.

In his mind, if Qin Qing could do it with Li Hao, why couldn't she do it with him? Besides, he didn't think he had made
any unreasonable demands.

A thousand thoughts flashed through Zhang Ming's mind. He knew that under these circumstances, as long as he was forceful, Qin Qing,
the goddess in his heart, would be his for the taking.

At the same time, this was such a great opportunity. The two of them were now only two layers of cloth apart.
Zhang Ming knew that if he missed this chance, he might not be so lucky again.

All the favorable factors seemed to be telling him that in this situation, not being assertive and proactive would be
foolish.

But Zhang Ming was indeed a fool.

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Ming released Qin Qing and turned around, seemingly about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Qin Qing asked, her eyes filled with tears.

Zhang Ming's thinking was too one-sided. He didn't consider things from Qin Qing's perspective. These things didn't make sense to
a young man who had just come of age.

"I won't go far. I'm just going out for some fresh air. I told you, I won't leave you!" Zhang Ming
said through gritted teeth, trying to sound nonchalant. He pushed aside the branches and ran behind a large tree, smashing it
and yelling "Ah, ah!"

as if venting his resentment.

Qin Qing saw this and felt heartbroken. Ignoring her bare feet, she
rushed over and hugged Zhang Ming, saying, "Don't do this to yourself! It hurts me so much
!"

"Do you know how much I love you? Do you know how
sad I was when I found out you were with another man? Don't treat me like a child, thinking I don't understand anything. I'm not! I'm not!"
Zhang Ming spoke loudly to Qin Qing for the first time.

He regretted it immediately, but the words were already out in the open. He said heartlessly,
"Why can Li Hao have sex with you, but I can't? I love you, and I want you too!"

After saying this, Zhang Ming grabbed Qin Qing and began groping her indiscriminately. Qin Qing pushed him away,
tears streaming down her face.

Zhang Ming's words tonight had a profound impact on Qin Qing. This man she considered a younger brother
had loved her all along, not just as an older sister. Especially when she heard
that Zhang Ming also wanted to have sex with her, she felt inexplicably wronged.

Qin Qing said in a hoarse voice, "You're different from him! Don't compare yourself to him! You're different!"

"Different, different, how are you different? In my eyes, I've always been a little thing, just a
little kid . I've had enough!" Zhang Ming's long-suppressed emotions finally erupted.

While speaking, he tried to hug Qin Qing, pressing, "Then tell me, how am
I different from him? Tell me, tell me!"

"In my heart, you've always been a trustworthy friend of the opposite sex, a good younger brother. Although we
haven't spent much time together since we grew up, this feeling has never changed. I just never thought you would fall in love with me.
I... am not worthy of your love!" Qin Qing was now sobbing uncontrollably.

"Stop talking. I know I've always been a child in your heart. Don't
say things like I'm not worthy of your love." Zhang Ming paused, then said, "If you want me to be your brother, then be my brother!
I don't have the courage to sever all ties with you or say anything like 'we're done.' If this is my fate, I
accept it. Don't use 'I'm not worthy of your love' to reject me. That's the last thing I want to hear.
Don't you know that even a single toe of yours is enough for me to love you for a lifetime?" Zhang Ming knew that things
were definitely over between him and Qin Qing. He regretted his impulsiveness.

If he hadn't acted so rashly, he would still have a chance to stay by her side, and occasionally have some small expectations and fantasies.
But now, even if they could reconcile, he felt there would still be a generation gap between them.

"You don't understand, you really don't understand!" Qin Qing said softly, seemingly suppressing her emotions.

"Heh, I've heard that kind of thing too many times. Well, that's all. I'm going to sleep now! Goodnight!" Zhang Ming
was utterly disappointed. His impulsiveness had been completely broken by Qin Qing's words. He
released Qin Qing in great frustration.

"I was raped by Li Hao, do you understand now? Ah! If this is the answer you want,
I'll tell you he raped me and then forced me to be with him. I'm just a woman, what more do you want from me
?" Qin Qing finally revealed the secret she had kept hidden in her heart, a secret she had never told anyone.

Chapter Four: Sexual Desire Overcomes Belief

Upon hearing this secret, Zhang Ming's mind went blank. He stopped abruptly,
a surge of anger rising within him. "If that's the case," he demanded, "why didn't you call the police? Why were you still with him?
Why did you marry him?"

Zhang Ming couldn't understand why the truth was like this. Shouldn't she be happy?

She had sacrificed so much for him, remaining by his side during his career's downturn,
marrying him even without a house. How much courage did Qin Qing, who desperately needed security, need?

And she had silently endured it all alone.

Zhang Ming fell silent, his mind a jumbled mess, utterly at a loss.

Seeing Zhang Ming standing there dumbfounded and speechless, Qin Qing cried out, "At the beginning of our relationship, although I
wasn't very happy, he treated me very well later, and I gradually got used to it
. He's been trying to get my forgiveness ever since. I told you, he's my first man. If I don't marry him,
who will I marry? I had no choice because I didn't know what to do. I felt so insecure! I was scared!"

She had never spoken of the grievances she had suppressed for so many years. Whenever others mentioned their relationship, they offered mostly
praise and blessings. But only she knew that she was far from happy, especially regarding her sexual
experiences as a woman; she felt she had never felt comfortable.

Hearing Qin Qing's honest words, Zhang Ming felt excruciating pain. He had never felt such pain in his life. He
felt ashamed of his past spying on Qin Qing and deeply remorseful for his desire to defile her
. What a wonderful girl she was.

Zhang Ming, however, failed to notice this, focusing solely on taking advantage of Qin Qing. Even
after causing some ambiguity, his naive older sister blamed everything on herself, believing
she was too bad and it wasn't Zhang Ming's fault at all. She even felt
guilty for her body's most instinctive sexual reaction. This woman, not good with words, bore everything alone.

Zhang Ming took a difficult step towards Qin Qing, opened his arms, and hugged her tightly, saying, "Sister, I was wrong,
I was really wrong! I'm sorry!"

Zhang Ming thought about the unreasonable demands he had made and how Qin Qing had refused, even harboring
hatred towards her. He felt deeply remorseful for his ignorance, blaming himself for being too naive and simplistic
.

Hearing these words, Qin Qing cried even harder, as if all the grievances of the past few years were being released at once. She
threw herself on Zhang Ming, sobbing uncontrollably.

Zhang Ming simply stroked Qin Qing's back gently, softly comforting her.

His heart was filled with hatred for Li Hao. The moment he learned the truth, he truly had the urge to kill,
because Qin Qing was his dream. His dream had been ruined—what a blow that was!

After Qin Qing had cried enough, Zhang Ming asked, "Sister, do you like him?"

"Like?" Qin Qing looked up blankly and said, "I don't know, but I know he's very good to me!"

"There are countless people who can be good to you, but he's not the only one who can make you happy!
Why are you making yourself suffer?" Zhang Ming said, completely bewildered.

Qin Qing's emotions gradually calmed down. She said, "I'm not making myself suffer. Maybe I like him. If
you hadn't forced me today, I wouldn't have told you this secret. From now on, just keep this to yourself, okay?
We're husband and wife. Although he got me through unpleasant means at first, every time after that, it was
with my own will. I wanted to be with him, do you understand?"

Zhang Ming truly didn't understand Qin Qing's thoughts, but he could only respect her opinion. Hearing Qin Qing's
answer he felt not only anger but also heartache and a great deal of helplessness.

“Yes, they’re already married and Li Hao treats her very well, that’s enough. What else can I say
?” Zhang Ming didn’t want to accept it, but that was all he could think. This was the helplessness of reality.

“I understand, Sister!” Zhang Ming said reluctantly, clenching his fists tightly. At this moment,
he felt that life was so cruel, so devoid of humanity. Why did fate always pick on the weak?

Because suddenly, the awkward atmosphere of this interlude disappeared without a trace. The two of them hugged
each other without saying a word, just looking at the stars.

“Little one, are you still upset?” Qin Qing suddenly asked. Actually, Qin Qing was asking if Zhang Ming was still upset
, but Zhang Ming accidentally misunderstood.

Zhang Ming took Qin Qing's slender fingers and casually placed them on his crotch. Qin Qing struggled, but
Zhang Ming said nonchalantly, "It's unavoidable when it hurts. Who can blame me when you're so beautiful, sister
? Don't worry, sister, I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do. I know you have your principles, but I want you. I
've always wanted you, and I'll want you for the rest of my life. You can refuse my requests, but you can't stop me from thinking about
doing them!"

"Do you think that since you've told me everything, you can do whatever you want with me and disobey me
?" Qin Qing reached out and slapped Zhang Ming's large hand, which was on hers. Zhang Ming released her hand after wincing in pain
.

From the moment she revealed her secret, Qin Qing felt a sense of relief. She felt that she
could truly relax in front of Zhang Ming, no longer having to be like a frightened little rabbit, timidly protecting her heart.

"No, I'm just telling you what's on my mind. I don't want to hold anything back from you anymore.
Even if I get married in the future, I will still think this way. In this life, you, Qin Qing, are the woman I love most!" Zhang Ming
affirmed.

"Sigh..." Qin Qing sighed, unsure what to say, and fell silent again.

Her heart was also in turmoil; there was an insurmountable chasm between them. She dared not
accept Zhang Ming, but she couldn't bear to let him indulge in
unrequited love. After all, Zhang Ming was the only man she could trust.

Qin Qing suddenly fell silent, unsure how to respond to Zhang Ming's words.

She realized she was facing the most difficult choice of her life; a wrong choice could
change .

Seeing Qin Qing's silence, and not expecting any promises, Zhang Ming suddenly
began to recount his sordid affairs.

"Sister, let me tell you a secret too!" Zhang Ming immediately confessed his sordid thoughts to Qin Qing.
Bai was furious when she heard that Zhang Ming had gone to great lengths to spy on her while she showered. She shook her
head , blaming herself for being so naive and being so badly deceived by Zhang Ming.

But when she said this, there wasn't much real anger in her voice. Women are strange
creatures; once their hearts are open, even the biggest mistakes won't seem wrong, but if they keep their hearts closed to you,
even the best mistakes will be magnified.

Especially when she heard that Zhang Ming was always watching those spying videos and masturbating, she felt
even worse, and she suddenly became more silent.

"Sister, don't say you're naive. I'm the one who betrayed your trust. Don't you feel like you trusted the wrong
person?" Zhang Ming said frankly.

"I'm asking you, since you came to my house to study with Mengmeng, how many times have you masturbated? How
could you do such a thing?" Qin Qing suddenly asked, her lips trembling slightly, as if asking this question required
a lot of courage, and there was even a hint of an older sister admonishing him in her tone.

Although he was the one who brought it up first, Zhang Ming still
felt He stammered, "It only happens a few times a night, mainly because you're so beautiful
, sister. I just had too little self-control and was too lustful!"

"Don't you know you have to take the college entrance exam? Doing this every night is not only bad for your health, but
how can you guarantee your studies the next day? No wonder Mengmeng always tells me that you haven't been feeling well lately."
Qin Qing suddenly became serious and adopted the demeanor of an older sister.

But when she heard that her beloved younger brother was so infatuated with her, her heart felt sweet
.

At the same time, she remembered what happened last night, and her self-reproach suddenly eased a lot. Strangely,
she should have been very angry when she knew the truth, but she felt no
guilt , and the so-called anger was out of the question.

"Hehe, I won't do it again next time!" Zhang Ming said with a silly grin.

"Really not?" Qin Qing asked suspiciously.

"I'll try to do it once a week! I'll try my best!" Zhang Ming
said .

After listening to Zhang Ming's answer and looking silently at the stars, Qin Qing sighed deeply and
asked casually, "Can you keep this a secret?"

"Yes, I can, I definitely can!" Zhang Ming seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

"Promise me you'll always protect me, and you'll obey me for life!" Qin Qing said firmly.

"I promise, I promise, I completely promise!" Zhang Ming quickly assured her, his heart pounding,
and his manhood stirring.

Qin Qing's gentle hand was already on Zhang Ming's crotch. Her eyes looked elsewhere, her
hand slowly stroking him. In no time, Zhang Ming was hard as a rock.

He excitedly tried to pull down his underwear, but then heard Qin Qing say, "Be good, don't push your luck!"

Qin Qing felt her heart pounding faster than ever before.

She didn't know if what she was doing was right; her mind was a mess. The only thing she knew
was that she didn't want Zhang Ming to suffer like that; she just wanted to ease his pain, or perhaps make some compensation to this brother who was
so infatuated with her.

"Oh, oh, okay!" Zhang Ming dared not disobey.

Qin Qing stroked his penis back and forth, feeling that Zhang Ming's penis was larger than Li Hao's. Even through his underwear, she
could clearly feel it.

She knew that once she took this step, they couldn't go back to their previous relationship. However, out of
trust still chose to do it, because he could give her a long-lost sense of security.

At the same time, she still had a bottom line with Zhang Ming: they couldn't cross the line of true
honesty . This was her principle, but she didn't know how long it could last.

Before, she trusted Zhang Ming, but after today's events, a dependence had turned into trust.

Qin Qing felt a sensation in her lower body, a little wet.

She turned to Zhang Ming and said, "I didn't tell you to move, so don't move, okay?"

"Okay!" Zhang Ming said.

"Yes, I trust you!" Qin Qing said.

Qin Qing had Zhang Ming lie down on the ground. She reached out and pulled down Zhang Ming's underwear, revealing his
large penis.

When Qin Qing first saw Zhang Ming's penis, a shy expression immediately appeared on her face. Her small hands trembled slightly as
she carefully grasped Zhang Ming's penis. She remembered that this was the very thing that had been pressing against her for so long last night, and her heart
pounded even faster, as if it were about to jump out of her chest. Fortunately, the darkness gave
her a lot of courage.

"After I help you tonight, don't do it yourself when you get home, okay? The college entrance exam
is coming , you need to focus on your studies, okay?" Qin Qing was a little nervous at first, but
after a few strokes, she herself became a little excited. She didn't know where this excitement came from—was it
the thrill of breaking the taboo of love, the impact of not having been in contact with a male body for a long time, or
the novelty of having an affair behind her husband's back? She didn't know what she was feeling at this moment, but what she truly felt was that her current mood
was very special, something she had never experienced before.

"Oh...oh..." Zhang Ming cried out comfortably.

"Answer me properly!" Qin Qing stopped stroking and said angrily.

"Sister, hurry up, don't stop, I'm almost there!" Zhang Ming said

, looking like he was about to cry. What man would feel better if he suddenly stopped just before ejaculating?

"Then promise me!" At this moment, Qin Qing was a seductive little vixen.

"I promise!"

Having received Zhang Ming's promise, Qin Qing's skillful hands quickened their movements. With Zhang Ming's shouts, his semen gushed out
like a flood.

Because it happened so suddenly, a few drops of Zhang Ming's semen sprayed directly onto Qin Qing's smooth
, pretty face.

Qin Qing stared wide-eyed, touching her face; it was sticky and sticky. First, she felt a strange
stimulation , then she became very angry and said, "You little thing, you did that on purpose! It's disgusting! If you ever do that again,
I really won't talk to you anymore!"

Zhang Ming, at the moment of ejaculation, seemed to have all his strength drained away, but he remained oblivious.
He lay on the ground, eyes closed, seemingly still lost in ecstasy.

He heard Qin Qing's affectedly angry curses, and his heart suddenly felt lighter. Although he
hadn't , the satisfaction he felt was
indescribable.

"Sister, I've really fallen for you this time. You have to take responsibility for me!" Zhang Ming straightened up slightly, seeing Qin Qing
still wiping her face with the back of her hand. He pulled her close, making her lie directly against his chest, and said righteously.

At first, Qin Qing wasn't used to leaning against Zhang Ming in this position, but after she pressed half of
her body against him, she didn't want to move. Perhaps it was because the cold night
made them warmer to be together, or perhaps she was tired from what had just happened.

In any case, Qin Qing leaned against Zhang Ming and said aggrievedly, "You've turned me from a faithful woman
into Who's going to take responsibility for my actions?"

"Sister, we haven't done 'that' yet, have we? Sister, I want to..." Zhang Ming argued, then tried
to make a request.

"No, absolutely not!" Qin Qing refused before Zhang Ming could even make his request.

"Sister, I haven't said anything yet!" Zhang Ming said guiltily.

"You don't need to say anything, I know what you want. Let me tell you, I already feel very sorry for my
husband about what happened earlier. Don't even think about going any further! Not doing that kind of thing is my bottom line!" Qin Qing
said, biting her lip as if making a decision. But as soon as she spoke, she was afraid of hurting Zhang Ming's feelings, so she said pitifully, "Please
think about me too, don't force me to do something difficult, okay?"

Hearing Qin Qing directly reject his advances, Zhang Ming's initial excitement plummeted.
He didn't respond, only giving a heavy "hmm," seemingly unwilling to accept this outcome.

Qin Qing seemed to sense the resentment in Zhang Ming's simple response and continued, "After all, I'm his
wife! You little thing, you really have no conscience, how can you not consider other people's feelings?"

"Sister, I know! Don't say anything more, let's go to sleep!" Zhang Ming seemed unwilling to hear these words, and
after saying this in a huff, he deliberately started snoring.

Qin Qing gazed at Zhang Ming's profile, looking at the unreasonable little man, feeling a sweet yet slightly
troubled sensation.

They slept together in this embrace. Later that night, due to the low temperature, Zhang
Ming woke up shivering, and they could only tighten their embrace.

Zhang Ming woke up to find himself on top of Qin Qing, his penis now rock hard.
He tentatively nudged Qin Qing's lower body, which was only clad in underwear.

In an instant, Zhang Ming felt a surge of lust. He quickly pulled his boxer shorts down to his knees,
one hand supporting his penis, the other preparing to pull down Qin Qing's underwear. Just then, he heard Qin Qing's
pleading: "No, I don't want to! Li Hao, go away! Let me go... Waaah!"

Hearing Qin Qing's heart-wrenching pleas and seeing her tear-streaked face, Zhang Ming's heart softened
.

He released Qin Qing's underwear and pulled up his own. Zhang Ming sat down beside Qin Qing,
pulling her into his arms and stroking her, comforting her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here. No one
will be able to bully you anymore!"

Lying in Zhang Ming's arms, Qin Qing cried even harder upon hearing his words. She had woken up
when , and when he took off his underwear, she knew she couldn't escape. However,
this scene reminded her of when Li Hao tricked her into going to a hotel and raped her.

She didn't want to, she really didn't want to. It wasn't because she disliked Zhang Ming; on the contrary,
she doted on him. She simply didn't want to have a relationship with him. She was afraid that if they did, their relationship would
change , and she didn't want to lose this precious bond. She was
afraid of losing this sense of security, because Qin Qing was a very insecure woman.

More importantly, Qin Qing had received a good upbringing from a young age, and she believed that a woman should only
have . She believed that such a woman was a pure woman, not the promiscuous woman found on the street. This was also
the reason she accepted Li Hao and began this unhappy marriage.

Now, Zhang Ming wanted to overturn Qin Qing's long-held beliefs, but that was easier said than done.

Qin Qing had been restraining herself, sticking to her bottom line, but she didn't realize that while she
was bringing , a small crack had quietly appeared in her so-called beliefs.

Frankly, it's a matter of the pot calling the kettle black; if you really want to be steadfast, be completely steadfast;
if you try to open up even a little, it'll be like a dam bursting—starting with a small leak, eventually
flooding in uncontrollably.

Besides, in matters of sex, the mind always lags behind the body, whether you admit it or not, that's the truth.

Although Zhang Ming forced himself to endure it, he couldn't sleep because his penis was painfully hard.
If he weren't afraid of triggering bad memories for Qin Qing, afraid of hurting her, Zhang Ming wouldn't have put himself through this.
After a while, thinking he had coaxed Qin Qing to sleep, he gently placed her on the ground,
quietly went to the side, quickly took off his underwear, and began rapidly stroking his penis with his right hand.

"I'm sorry, sister, I really couldn't help it. Why can't you just give me one time? I don't want this kind of
distant love! I love you, I really love you!" Zhang Ming murmured, clutching his rock-hard penis,
seemingly filled with resentment.

Qin Qing had already sobered up when Zhang Ming put her on the ground. Zhang Ming was enduring pain, and so was she
.

She had always wanted to stick to her principles and not have a physical relationship with Zhang Ming; she had been constantly
reminding herself of this. But when she heard Zhang Ming's private confession, her heart softened.

Qin Qing quietly walked behind Zhang Ming, gently hugged him, and said nothing.
Zhang Ming was focused on masturbating when someone appeared behind him. He was startled at first,
but when he realized it was Qin Qing, he stopped what he was doing and said aggrievedly, "Sis, go to
sleep first. I'll go to sleep after I'm done!"

Qin Qing leaned against Zhang Ming's back and shook her head, saying, "Can you promise me you won't go in?"

Zhang Ming was thrilled to hear this, but after thinking for a moment, he still said aggrievedly, "Is it going to be masturbating for me again?
Enough, you know I want more than just that."

It turned out Zhang Ming was still sulking. He was stuck on the question of
why Li Hao could do it, but he couldn't.

He also strongly disagreed with Qin Qing's reasons for refusing him, such as the
idea that intimacy would sour feelings.

Leaning against Zhang Ming's back, Qin Qing sighed, "You're such a nemesis!"

"Whether we're nemesis or not, I don't know. I only know that you are my most beloved sister, and I want to..." Before
Zhang Ming could finish, Qin Qing stepped in front of him from behind, stood on tiptoe, and kissed
him, silencing him with a kiss.

The moment their lips touched, Zhang Ming forgot everything else, awkwardly trying to embrace Qin Qing,
one hand on her back, the other reaching for her breasts.

Qin Qing giggled at Zhang Ming's antics, saying, "Silly boy, you don't even know how to kiss?"

Though she spoke casually, she was actually more nervous than Zhang Ming. She knew she was playing with fire; if
she didn't control it, unpredictable things could happen. But even so, she chose to do it
because she truly couldn't bring herself to hate Zhang Ming. This agonizing internal conflict was unbearable for her.

Zhang Ming scratched his head sheepishly, saying, "Sis, don't laugh at me, I'm still a virgin!"

Qin Qing seemed to have known this all along. She patiently said, "Come on, let's go over there. I'll teach you
how to kiss today, okay?"

The moment Qin Qing took that first step, all her previous anxieties seemed to vanish. She didn't dare think about
what would happen next, only wanting to take it one step at a time.

Zhang Ming felt incredibly happy at this moment. Everything seemed to have happened too fast. He dared not
think about it, nor dared to verify anything. He just stood there, letting Qin Qing pull him along. He didn't even bother to pull up his underwear; instead,
he pulled it off, leaving himself naked, and followed Qin Qing to a flat, open space.

Qin Qing felt helpless seeing Zhang Ming's slovenly behavior, but she also felt incredibly relaxed,
without any psychological burden. It seemed that the moment she made her decision, she had abandoned all other thoughts.

Qin Qing took Zhang Ming's hands and placed them on her waist, while she wrapped her arms around his
neck her big eyes blinking as she said, "Don't rush, there's plenty of time tonight. Take your time, okay?"

Once the knot in her heart was untied, everything would fall into place naturally. At least for now, Qin
Qing hadn't forgotten to play the role of an older sister. Perhaps she couldn't bear to see Zhang Ming uncomfortable, or perhaps she
wanted to feel that way herself.

"Okay, sure!" Zhang Ming became obedient now, but from the beginning, he felt like his brain wasn't
working properly.

Qin Qing proactively pressed her lips to Zhang Ming's, initially just touching them, then
she extended her tongue and slipped it into his mouth. Zhang Ming felt Qin Qing's wet, slippery tongue, and instinctively, he returned the gesture, his tongue circling

with hers in his mouth , the two sucking on each other. "Hoo..." Qin Qing released her mouth, saying, "I'm out of breath!" Zhang Ming awkwardly remained silent, instead reaching out to unhook Qin Qing's bra. He fumbled around behind her for a long time, but couldn't manage it. In desperation, he roughly pushed her bra up. Qin Qing's full breasts spilled out of the bra, dazzlingly white even in the darkness . Qin Qing initially wanted to scold Zhang Ming for his roughness, but seeing him already bent down, each hand grasping her breast, his head buried in her chest, rapidly sucking on her flesh, she was moved. "Oh~ Oh, be gentle, don't rush! Hmm~" Qin Qing involuntarily took two steps back and leaned against the boulder. She pressed against Zhang Ming's gentle caresses, letting out soft moans. Zhang Ming had seen women's breasts online before, but this was the first time he had actually touched and kissed them. He originally thought he would appreciate them properly, but as soon as he pushed Qin Qing's bra up, he grabbed at them haphazardly. His mouth almost instinctively wanted to bite Qin Qing's nipple. Zhang Ming thought Qin Qing's breasts looked very good, very firm. Although he could see the shape of Qin Qing's areola and nipple , he felt that Qin Qing's nipples must not be very big. Therefore, under his haphazard attack, the nipple, which was the size of a soybean, had already hardened. Zhang Ming stuck out his tongue and circled around the nipple. "Good brother, be gentle, you're hurting me!" Qin Qing frowned and said. Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming quickly changed his grip from holding Qin Qing's breasts to a more relaxed hold. The touch was incredibly soft, as if he could knead Qin Qing's breasts into any shape he wanted, like dough. Afraid of hurting his goddess if he used too much force, Zhang Ming carefully moved his head from Qin Qing's breasts to her lower abdomen, using his nimble tongue to lick her navel . This caused Qin Qing to twist her slender waist repeatedly. Qin Qing continued to hold Zhang Ming's head down, saying, "Silly boy, don't do anything rash!" Qin Qing felt waves of pleasure . When Zhang Ming impatiently reached out and pulled down Qin Qing's panties, she couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" Lost in the wonderful sensation, she quickly opened her eyes. Qin Qing covered her private parts tightly with her right hand, her left hand instinctively shielding her chest. Her eyes were hazy as she said, "Little thing, is this enough?" Zhang Ming was oblivious to everything else; he felt his whole body burning. He reached out to remove Qin Qing's hand, but with a slight effort, he found she was holding on tightly. He didn't dare force her and looked at her questioningly. Qin Qing, already impatient from Zhang Ming's relentless advances, hesitated at the final step. She had always been an insecure woman; she feared that if this happened, she would lose Zhang Ming, and she didn't want to lose the sense of security and stability she had always craved. It was a battle between her mind and body. Tears welled up in Qin Qing's eyes again, and she turned her head away, saying nothing more. Zhang Ming could no longer bear the discomfort, so he stopped trying to pry Qin Qing's small hands away and instead directly pressed his thick penis against Qin Qing's private parts.

However, Qin Qing's private parts were tightly guarded by her small hands, but Zhang Ming ignored this and
pressed .

When Zhang Ming's exposed glans pressed against the back of Qin Qing's hand, it made her heart tremble.
The small hand that was originally covering her private parts suddenly became a fist, leaving a large
gap in the middle. Qin Qing still placed her hand on her private parts.

This way, Zhang Ming could enter through the small hole formed by Qin Qing's small hand.

Since it was Zhang Ming's first time doing this, he should have been disoriented, but due to Qin
Qing's subconscious behavior, Zhang Ming took advantage of the situation and directly inserted his penis into Qin Qing's small hand.

The exposed glans, through Qin Qing's soft small hand, plunged into Qin Qing's vaginal opening. With

a "whoosh," it penetrated through Qin Qing's labia and slammed into Qin Qing's vagina.

"Mmm~ mmm," Qin Qing couldn't help but exhale. The hand she was covering her private parts seemed to be about to loosen for a moment
.

Zhang Ming's heart soared to its peak. Although his entire penis wasn't fully inserted into Qin Qing's vagina,
his glans was completely inside. The tight, enveloping sensation made him want to
shout out loud; it seemed only by yelling could he relieve this incredibly pleasurable feeling.

In the blink of an eye, after the first thrust, Zhang Ming thrust in again. The sensations from his glans were
increasingly intense.

Qin Qing's heart was completely ablaze. Her small hands, which had been covering her private parts, seemed unable to hold on any longer and
loosened their grip. Zhang Ming, still habitually believing there was still that barrier, thrust forward with all his might. But then
Qin Qing suddenly released her hands.

"Plop!"

Zhang Ming's entire penis plunged into Qin Qing's wet vagina, reaching all the way to her cervix.

"Oh, I'm going to die! You bad guy, be gentle! Do you want to kill your sister? Waaah~!" Qin Qing
suddenly started to cry, repeatedly patting Zhang Ming's shoulder.

"Ah, I'm sorry, sis! I..." Zhang Ming panicked when he saw Qin Qing crying.

Qin Qing reached out and hugged Zhang Ming's neck, her eyes filled with doting affection as she gently said, "Go ahead and move!"

Zhang Ming then gently pulled out and gently inserted again, very carefully.

Qin Qing's long-empty vagina was instantly filled by Zhang Ming, and her heart was instantly satisfied. She
felt Zhang Ming's thick penis thrusting inside her, making her truly feel that they
had really made love, without a trace of pretense.

Although Zhang Ming slowed down the speed of his thrusting, the pleasure brought by the friction
did not . Perhaps because it was their first time having sex, Zhang Ming felt that he was about to ejaculate again.

Zhang Ming laid Qin Qing down on the ground. He used his most familiar position for their first intimate
encounter, their lower bodies pressed tightly together. Zhang Ming held Qin Qing's slender waist, thrusting rapidly while moaning,
"Sister, I can't hold back anymore, I'm going to cum!"

"Mmm!" Qin Qing felt her vagina begin to contract; she knew she was almost there.
She blushed and responded.

Zhang Ming, understanding her intention, increased his thrusting speed.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Before Qin Qing could react, Zhang Ming cried out loudly, his hot semen shooting
wave after wave into Qin Qing's vagina, filling it completely.

At the moment of Zhang Ming's climax, Qin Qing's slender hands, with their long nails,
dug several marks into Zhang Ming's back, moaning repeatedly, "Mmm~ I can't take it anymore, I really can't!"

The night, which should have been quiet, fell silent again after Qin Qing's final cry.

After they finished, neither of them spoke. Qin Qing, naked, leaned against Zhang Ming's
chest , listening to his heartbeat.

Zhang Ming, satisfied, wrapped one arm around Qin Qing's body, while his other hand rested
on her breast, gently caressing it.

"Little thing, is what we're doing right?" Qin Qing suddenly looked up at Zhang Ming.

Without hesitation, Zhang Ming firmly replied, "Right or wrong, I don't know, but I do know that we're happy
like this , aren't we?"

"Yes, happy, we should be happy!" Qin Qing nodded, continuing to nestle against Zhang Ming's chest, though a slight unease lingered in her
heart ; perhaps she hadn't yet fully recovered from the passion.

Time passed slowly.

"Ah! You can't be serious!" Qin Qing suddenly exclaimed, breaking the silence of the night.

Zhang Ming's penis, which had paused for a moment, became erect again.

Zhang Ming grinned at Qin Qing and said, "Sis, I didn't even get a taste of the sweetness before it was over. Now I
'm going to have a big feast!"

"No, help!" Qin Qing scrambled off Zhang Ming's body and hid to the side.

Zhang Ming stood up with a grin and hugged Qin Qing from behind. Qin Qing ran to a small tree, but couldn't get away,
so she leaned against a tree and whined, "What are you doing? I don't want to do it anymore, I'm so tired!"

"Sis, be good, it'll be over soon!" Zhang Ming guided her while hugging
Qin Qing tightly from behind and rubbing his penis against her buttocks.

Qin Qing couldn't hold back anymore after being teased by Zhang Ming for a few moments. She obediently leaned against the small tree in front of her,
bent down, and stuck out her round, plump buttocks, swaying from side to side as she said, "Then hurry up, don't move around!"

Seeing Qin Qing's invitation, Zhang Ming didn't dare to tease her too much. He guided his penis, which had become hard again,
to Qin Qing's soft vulva and positioned it accordingly.

"Plop!"

Zhang Ming's entire penis slid in with a soft sound. Zhang Ming held Qin Qing's waist and thrust in and out rhythmically.

"Sister, I was just about to ask, why is your pussy so tight!" Originally, Zhang Ming thought that Qin Qing
had been married for over a year, and because she was so perfect, she must be fucked by Li Hao every day. But he
didn't know until he actually penetrated her.

His good sister's private parts were really tight. Even he, a young man who had never had sexual experience before,
felt that it was very tight. The tightness from the vagina made Zhang Ming afraid that he would ejaculate too quickly.

Zhang Ming lacked practical experience but had plenty of theory. He knew that if he was too hasty at the beginning and didn't
get Qin Qing's vagina wet, his first sexual intercourse with Qin Qing probably wouldn't have felt so good.

Qin Qing, her buttocks raised, invited Zhang Ming to enter. But as she felt a surge of fullness, she heard
Zhang Ming's lewd words, and she was instantly filled with shame.

Zhang Ming continued thrusting from behind. Receiving no response from Qin Qing, he persisted, "Sister,
tell , why is it so tight?"

Qin Qing had initially tried to ignore it, but she hadn't expected Zhang Ming to keep asking. She
couldn't think of a reason. If she had to give a reason, she thought it might be because Li Hao hadn't been home for a long time, or perhaps she
had never truly opened up to herself.

Qin Qing thought for a while, unable to come up with a good answer, while Zhang Ming continued thrusting relentlessly,
pressing her for an answer.

Finally, Qin Qing gave up and made up an excuse: "Maybe it's because your thing is too big!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ming felt a surge of pride but also feigned ignorance, saying, "Sister, what are you saying
is too big !"

Qin Qing cursed Zhang Ming inwardly for being such a shameless little devil. But she also enjoyed the
conversation during sex. She blushed and whispered, "Your penis, it's your little brother's penis that's too big!"

"Ah, good sister, my good sister, my big cock belongs only to you, I'm so happy!"
Zhang Ming stammered.

"Mmm, good little brother, be gentle, don't go so fast, oh~" Qin Qing
felt like she was flying as she listened to Zhang Ming's incoherent words.

The thought that Zhang Ming was the one vigorously fucking her from behind made her feel incredibly relaxed, and she
didn't to resist saying these things.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Zhang Ming's scrotum slapped against Qin Qing's snow-white buttocks, making a slapping sound. Qin Qing's pleas for mercy
didn't arouse Zhang Ming's tenderness; instead, her words quickly ignited his passion.

"Oh~ Oh~ Good little brother, be gentle! Be gentle with your sister!" Qin Qing gripped the small tree trunk with both hands,
her toes raised high, crying out repeatedly.

When Zhang Ming's penis was pulled out of Qin Qing's vagina, Qin Qing visibly relaxed. But
before she could exhale, she felt Zhang Ming release his hand from her waist and turn her body
to face him.

Before, with her back to Zhang Ming, Qin Qing was bolder and more cooperative, but now face-to-face, she
felt a little reserved. However, when Zhang Ming's penis thrust into her vagina again, Qin Qing
forgot everything. One of her long legs was lifted by Zhang Ming, instinctively hooking around his waist, her small feet
swaying with each thrust, incredibly sexy.

Qin Qing felt like she was going crazy; she had never experienced anything like this before. At that moment, she even wished it could
last forever.

Thrusting into Qin Qing's wet vagina, even Zhang Ming, who had already ejaculated twice that night, couldn't
resist the feeling of being sucked into Qin Qing's body.

"Sister, I'm sorry! I'm going to ejaculate again! Ah~ Sister!" Due to his inexperience, Zhang Ming ejaculated without warning.
At that moment of ejaculation, he felt as if his soul had been shot into Qin Qing's vagina,

his whole body trembling. Qin Qing also climaxed at the same time as Zhang Ming ejaculated.

She collapsed limply into Zhang Ming's arms, listening to the chirping of insects and birds around her, a satisfied smile on her face,
though a hint of sorrow lingered between her brows. She had quietly fallen asleep, utterly exhausted.

The two of them had argued and cried all night, finally falling asleep peacefully amidst their lovemaking.

Chapter Five: Heartbreak

The affair between the two men and women broke through that barrier, and everything became natural. Since
returning from the "base" that day, Qin Qing and Zhang Ming's relationship had undergone a fundamental change.

Back at work, Qin Qing always wore a faint smile, her face radiant, making her colleagues
blush. What a charming woman she was!

Qin Qing's company was a large jewelry company with branches all over the country, and its headquarters in Hong Kong.
Her current company, though only having a few hundred employees, is still a fairly large
enterprise. Qin Qing's success in gaining the favor of her demanding female boss is
due not only to her formal education and professional knowledge, but also to her strong learning ability and willingness to work hard.

Sitting opposite Qin Qing's desk is a thin man in his thirties wearing black-rimmed glasses,
named Wang Zhong, a long-time employee of the company.

Just when Wang Zhong was feeling bored at work, Qin Qing appeared.

Qin Qing's desk was assigned opposite Wang Zhong's. Normally, Qin Qing didn't dare
to talk to male colleagues at the company. This was partly due to her personality, but more so because she didn't want to see male colleagues talking to her,
their eyes always wandering over her chest or thighs. Although, out of a woman's vanity, she occasionally
felt a little smug and satisfied, constantly facing those murderous eyes was unbearable for anyone; all that remained
was annoyance.

However, Qin Qing and Wang Zhong had quite a few things to talk about. The reason was that when Qin Qing first arrived, Wang Zhong
had helped her in various ways.

Actually, Wang Zhong was a lecherous man; his efforts to help Qin Qing were simply an attempt to get closer to her. However, although
Wang Zhong was lecherous, he was timid, and Qin Qing knew how to maintain a proper distance, preventing this lecherous man from
taking advantage of her.

That day, Qin Qing, as usual, quietly sat in her office and began working.

She was completely unaware that Wang Zhong, sitting opposite her, had once again taken out his phone and started snapping photos of her stockinged legs.

Qin Qing's desk was the kind with three sides enclosed, so unless one stood up, it was basically impossible to see what was happening
inside . Wang Zhong happened to be leaning against the wall, giving him a natural advantage to spy on Qin Qing.

Wang Zhong lewdly raised his head and observed his colleagues around him. Finding them all engrossed in their work, he excitedly
pushed his chair back slightly, crouching completely under the desk, and took out his pre-prepared phone.

He quickly pressed the shutter button, focusing on Qin Qing's high heels and calves.

Perhaps because summer was approaching and the weather was a bit muggy, and the office air conditioning
didn't to be working very well, Qin Qing quietly took off one high heel, placing her stockinged foot on the back of the shoe.

The almost transparent flesh-colored stockings encased her milky-white feet, exuding an indescribable youthful charm and allure.

Wang Zhong swallowed hard, thinking, "Why are my wife's feet so big and her calves so thick, like a little moron?"
"Her legs are so perfect! I really want to grab them and take a bite!"

Of course, Wang Zhong could only feast his eyes. He saw Qin Qing's five round little toes twitch
slightly inside her stockings, as if exercising, and his heart followed those toes.

Qin Qing's little feet weren't painted with nail polish, just like her delicate hands, only covered with a layer of transparent
protective paint, but even so, they were very alluring.

After looking at the documents for a while, Qin Qing seemed to get tired, so she simply took her other foot out, put it aside
to air it out, moved her chair back, and then stretched her legs as much as possible, doing a yawn.

Wang Zhong had been staring at Qin Qing's jade feet, but he didn't expect Qin Qing to suddenly make this forward movement. She was only five
centimeters from touching Wang Zhong's face.

"It smells so good, it seems to be the scent of shower gel!" "Wang Zhong muttered excitedly, startled.

Work is always tedious. Qin Qing looked at the documents, put on her high heels, and made herself a cup of coffee, her mind
preoccupied with her relationship with Zhang Ming these past few days.

It turned out that after returning home, Zhang Ming, having tasted forbidden fruit, was like an addict, constantly finding ways to get close to
Qin Qing. Even when Qin Mengmeng was present, Zhang Ming, driven by lust, dared to flirt with Qin Qing.

Qin Qing recalled that night when she had taken advantage of Zhang Ming's father's absence, proactively putting on her business attire, black stockings, and high heels
, and her pretty face flushed even more.

That day was the first time since they returned home..." A week later, Qin Qing recalled how she had taken advantage of Zhang Ming's father's absence,
and late at night succumbed to Zhang Ming's persistent nagging. While telling herself she hadn't resisted, she also
sweetly reminisced about that day.

She remembered wearing a dark coat that day, revealing a blue bra with white lace trim underneath,
the deep cleavage forming a beautiful curve. She wore brown shorts, and
her long legs, encased in black stockings, were in ten-centimeter high heels. She stood gracefully outside the door.

Zhang Ming's eyes were wide open, but he didn't let Qin Qing in.

"Idiot, why aren't you letting me in!" Seeing Zhang Ming's reaction, Qin Qing's vanity was slightly
satisfied , and she chuckled and scolded him.

"Oh, please come in!" Zhang Ming stepped aside to let Qin Qing in.

After locking the door, he grabbed Qin
Qing's voluptuous body from behind, his hands quickly grasping her full, firm breasts.

"Ah!" "What are you doing? You scared me to death!" Qin Qing exclaimed, but didn't struggle.

"Sis, I've missed you so much these past few days, I want you now!" Zhang Ming said bluntly.

Qin Qing's tense heart relaxed upon hearing this, and she let Zhang Ming hold her full breasts.
After touching them a couple of times, Zhang Ming naturally pushed off her bra and directly grasped Qin Qing's full, soft breasts.

His other hand reached down to unbutton Qin Qing's shorts.

"Little thing!" Qin Qing grabbed Zhang Ming's hand and cried out.

"Sis...please, I've held back for so long!" Zhang Ming actually wanted to say that he had wanted to do this for a long time.

Upon hearing this, Qin Qing, seeing Zhang Ming's uncomfortable expression, loosened her grip on his hand.

At first, Zhang Ming was rather clumsy. While unbuttoning, he was too nervous and couldn't
get it right, causing both of them to lose their balance. He had to unbutton it while guiding Qin Qing to the living room, placing her hands on
the sofa.

When Zhang Ming successfully unbuttoned her clothes and pulled down
Qin Qing's brown shorts to the knees, revealing her round buttocks encased in black pantyhose, Zhang Ming reached out and, mimicking scenes from movies,
touched Qin Qing's private parts.

Qin Qing trembled at Zhang Ming's touch.

"Little thing… don't do this, it hurts…" Qin Qing said.

Zhang Ming didn't answer, but instead stroked Qin Qing's round buttocks and
her already slightly wet private parts. Gradually, Zhang Ming couldn't resist any longer. He directly pulled off his shorts, took out his rock-hard penis
, and pressed it against Qin Qing's private parts.

"Ah!" "Qin Qing let out a soft cry, then quickly bit her lower lip to stifle the sound.

Little did she know that this cry completely ignited Zhang Ming's animalistic instincts. He roughly
ripped open Qin Qing's black stockings, turned her over, and faced his already prepared mouth, quickly kissing her
sexy lips.

At first, Qin Qing hesitated to respond boldly, but Zhang Ming was gently and rhythmically
pressing against her private parts.

Unconsciously, she began to feel something, gradually becoming intoxicated by this beautiful moment. Her smooth, fragrant tongue had
unknowingly entered Zhang Ming's mouth.

While his mouth was busy, his hands naturally didn't stop. Zhang Ming used his free hand
to unbutton the last two buttons on Qin Qing's dark coat, his hands again caressing and kneading her full, milky-white breasts.

Suddenly, Zhang Ming hooked Qin Qing's legs, lifted her up, turned her around, and placed her on
the glass table in front of the sofa.

Then he laid Qin Qing flat on the table and propped her legs up." On his shoulder, only her
high heels , sharp enough to nearly scratch his face, were the soles of her shoes. Zhang Ming continued tearing at her black stockings,
revealing a pink pair of panties underneath. He tried to pull them off but failed, nearly hurting Qin
Qing

in the process. He had no choice but to forcibly pull the panties down to her knees, further binding Qin Qing's legs. Qin Qing hadn't expected Zhang Ming to strip her lower body naked so quickly. She could now
feel the cold tabletop.

A shy expression appeared on Qin Qing's face.

Zhang Ming's eyes, however, were fixed on Qin Qing's dark pubic hair and her tightly
pressed . He reached out and touched her soft pubic hair, then her wet, soft
labia.

He freed one hand to guide his penis, preparing to insert it into her vulva. Just then,
Qin Qing covered her exposed genitals with her small hand and said, "Do you remember our agreement?"

Zhang Ming feigned ignorance, saying, "Sis, which one are you talking about?" Qin

Qing turned her head away angrily, saying, "If you really forgot, fine, but don't even think about touching me again!
Consider today a nightmare!"

Seeing Qin Qing's expression, Zhang Ming no longer dared to pretend to be ignorant and immediately said, "Sis, I remember, you said
we could only think about that after I got into university. I know you meant well and were afraid it would affect my studies, but you really... "
" He doesn't even know how perfect she is, how irresistible she is to men!"

"Hmph, disobedient child, I don't like that. You said you wanted me to give you one tonight, and then
you'd study hard until you got into university, and then come back to me. You broke your promise, treating our agreement like a joke, how annoying!"
Qin Qing seemed a little resentful, blaming Zhang Ming for being disobedient.

Hearing Qin Qing say this, Zhang Ming knew that tonight would be the last night before the college entrance exam. Thinking about
how many days were left before the exam, Zhang Ming felt restless, but he was even more afraid of disappointing his sister. Finally, he
reluctantly said, "Sister, I'll listen to you! But you have to promise me that after I get into university,
you can't make excuses anymore, okay?"

Qin Qing looked at Zhang Ming with seductive eyes, then withdrew her small hand and said tenderly, "Yes,
as long as you get into university, I'll be your prize, okay?"

"Sister!" Zhang Ming, his small eyes red, held his penis against Qin Qing's labia and said emotionally, "Why are you
so !"

With a "whoosh," the thick penis was already more than halfway inside. "

Mmm, little thing, be gentle!" Qin Qing cried out.

"So tight!" Zhang Ming entered this long-awaited forbidden land again, filled with joy. He felt his
penis being tightly wrapped by Qin Qing's vagina, feeling it warm and soft. He looked at Qin Qing with heartache but
dared not move again, instead asking tentatively, "Sister, does it still hurt?" Qin

Qing covered her lips and gently shook her head. This wasn't Zhang Ming's first time doing this with Qin Qing, but for some reason,
her private parts were tighter than other women's. Therefore, if there wasn't enough lubrication, Qin Qing would feel
pain. If Zhang Ming hadn't considered Qin Qing's feelings, he would have already gone all out.

Now, after receiving Qin Qing's hint, he started moving gently again. Once he felt there was
plenty of , he began to thrust violently.

Qin Qing's slender legs were still clad in black stockings, and her sexy high heels were still on her feet.
However, under Zhang Ming's vigorous thrusts, the black high heel on her right foot fell to the ground with a "clatter."

Zhang Ming felt he was about to ejaculate, so he quickly stopped, pulled Qin Qing's shorts, underwear, and stockings
down to her ankles, freeing her previously bound legs. Then, standing on the ground, he placed his hands on Qin Qing 's
slender waist and thrust quickly a few times.

"Sister, I'm going to cum!" Zhang Ming exclaimed excitedly.

"Don't cum inside…!" Before Qin Qing could finish speaking, she cried out again, "Ahhh!"

This was Qin Qing's first cry after her climax. At the same time, her
bare foot, free of high heels, formed a perfect arc, like a golden ingot, incredibly alluring.

Zhang Ming ejaculated quickly, and Qin Qing reached her climax at the same moment.

After ejaculating, Zhang Ming collapsed onto Qin Qing, seemingly still immersed in the afterglow.
Qin Qing clearly felt a hot liquid flowing from her genitals through her labia. She
stared at the ceiling in disbelief, stroking Zhang Ming's head and murmuring, "Little thing, you're really going to ruin
me this time!" Qin

Qing recalled her last visit; she had been so worried that she went to buy medicine. This time, she had actually brought
condoms , but she underestimated Zhang Ming's self-control. He hadn't even fully undressed before they started having sex.

Zhang Ming didn't say anything, simply savoring the tranquility of the moment.

To be honest, for Zhang Ming, the emotional satisfaction from this experience far outweighed the physical. Last time, Zhang Ming
had relied on favorable circumstances, which had a somewhat bittersweet element, but this time, Qin Qing had
taken the initiative previously anxious heart. He knew that his future
life... He wouldn't be lonely anymore.

Zhang Ming was a sunny, handsome guy in school, but he mostly looked down on the
girls because some girls hinted they wanted to date him, and he'd compare them to Qin Qing. After that comparison
, Zhang Ming lost interest.

While some of his classmates were taking their girlfriends to hotels and bragging about it back in their dorms, Zhang Ming was
patient. He knew that if he wanted, there were plenty of girls in school who would be willing; he just couldn't understand
it.

But anyway, everything that seemed impossible finally became a clear
reality .

"Sis, let's go take a shower?" Zhang Ming said.

"Okay!" "Qin Qing used to act like a boss in front of Zhang Ming, but
after this relationship, she unconsciously became a little woman, even though she was a bit older than Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming contentedly picked Qin Qing up from the table. At this moment, Qin Qing's chest was completely exposed, revealing a pair of perfect
, snow-white breasts. Her underwear was already on the floor, with only one foot still covered by a black stocking.

Zhang Ming carried Qin Qing into the bathroom and then undressed her completely. However,
when Qin Qing was about to take off the black stocking on her other foot, Zhang Ming objected, stating that he liked it this way.

Hearing Zhang Ming say he liked it, Qin..." Even though it was uncomfortable, Qin Qing had no choice but to wear it.

Qin Qing walked to the bathtub, intending to fill it with water for a soak, while Zhang Ming stripped
naked and rinsed himself with the showerhead. But when he turned around, he saw Qin Qing bending over
to fill the tub.

Her plump, white buttocks were facing him, and because of the recent sex, her
genitals were wet, with a few pubic hairs still damp.

Zhang Ming went over and grabbed Qin Qing's buttocks. Before she could turn around to understand what was happening, he thrust his
penis into her vagina.

"Ah, no! Stop it!" Qin Qing never expected Zhang Ming to want it again. She wanted to say something to stop him,
but his member was already inside her, and it was impossible to stop. She could only hold onto
the edge of , spread her legs wide, and raise her buttocks high to welcome Zhang Ming's thrusts.

Qin Qing's breasts were already large, and because she was bent over, they appeared even fuller.

One of Qin Qing's feet was flat on the tile, while her other stockinged foot was on tiptoe.

"Sister, come and hold on here!" Zhang Ming pointed to the sink.

"Little brother, please stop, my legs are getting weak!" Qin Qing pleaded. But
she held onto the sink, raised her round buttocks again, and stood on tiptoe, ready to welcome Zhang Ming's entry.

Zhang Ming, holding his penis, aimed and thrust it in again.

"Ah~ Hmm~ Hmm," Qin Qing's moans weren't loud, but each syllable seemed incredibly
alluring .

Zhang Ming held Qin Qing's slender waist, his penis thrusting in and out of her buttocks, accompanied
by the sound of his scrotum slapping against her bottom.

"Slap, slap, slap."

"Oh, little brother, slower, I can't take it anymore!" Qin Qing felt herself about to climax again.

Her beautiful legs stood straight, her unpainted toenails pressing firmly against
the tiles feet swaying back and forth with Zhang Ming's thrusts.

As Qin Qing spoke, she inadvertently looked up at the mist in the mirror, her flushed
face seemingly carrying two blushes. She saw the man behind her, thrusting with a satisfied and excited expression, and her
emotions instantly reached their peak.

"Hmm, you bad boy, you bad little brother, remember to protect me for life!" For the first time tonight, Qin Qing bravely spoke
her true feelings.

Hearing Qin Qing's cries, Zhang Ming
felt . Seeing her somewhat wanton expression in the mirror, he couldn't resist any longer. During his rapid thrusts,
streams of semen gushed into her body.

When Zhang Ming pulled out, Qin Qing almost lost her balance, nearly collapsing to the floor.
A look of satisfaction crossed her face, and soft, panting breaths echoed in the bathroom.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming quickly reached behind her and grasped her full breasts, pulling her into
his arms . Qin Qing naturally turned and wrapped her arms around Zhang Ming's neck, offering her fragrant tongue to
entwine with his.

They didn't know how long they bathed, but when they reappeared naked, they were on Zhang Ming
's bed.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Ming wanted more, and Qin Qing had to plead, "Little thing, it
hurts a bit, let's not do it today!"

"Sister, you've been married for over a year, how come your pussy is so tight? I almost
couldn't get in!" Zhang Ming hugged Qin Qing and bit her earlobe, bringing up the old topic again.

Hearing Zhang Ming bring up this topic again and say such crude things, Qin Qing didn't want to talk about it deeply, but
she said nonchalantly, "That's because Li Hao and I haven't made love much!"

"Ah? Really? Sister! That's great!" This was the best news Zhang Ming had heard all night.

Qin Qing lovingly stroked Zhang Ming's face and said affectionately, "Actually, if you really count,
I've only made love with him a dozen times in the past year. On the one hand, I was a little unwilling, and I was a little
afraid . On the other hand, it's because he's away on business more often than at home, which is why this
happened!"

"Sister, don't worry, I won't let you suffer anymore!" Zhang Ming said confidently.

"I'm not upset, I just need to calm down and think about whether I was right or wrong!" Qin Qing said helplessly.

"Sister, don't feel guilty. If that guy hadn't molested you, would he have you?
With his looks, if it were a marriage selection process, he'd be lined up in outer space. Besides, I don't think it was
love at all. You don't need to blame yourself!" Zhang Ming actually tried to reason with Qin Qing, and didn't forget to say a few bad things about
Li Hao .

"Hehe, little thing, you don't understand what I'm saying. And who I want to sleep with is none of his business.
I don't need to blame myself because he owes me!" Qin Qing said without reservation.

Hearing Qin Qing's words, Zhang Ming was initially very excited, but then he thought that he was able to have Qin Qing partly
because of her doting, and partly because Qin Qing had been neglected by Li Hao and his disrespect for her
wishes .

Zhang Ming helped Qin Qing get dressed, but he couldn't wear those black stockings no matter what!

"How come I never noticed you had such a perverted fetish before?" Qin Qing said angrily, looking at the torn stockings.

"Sis, if you don't like it, I won't do it again," Zhang Ming said immediately.

"Hmph, as long as you're obedient, I'll satisfy your needs a little, you little rascal!" Qin Qing
said with a smile.

Seeing Qin Qing's complete and unreserved devotion, Zhang Ming excitedly hugged Qin Qing again and said, "Sis, why are you
so good to me? You didn't answer me just now!

" "Silly boy, don't think so much. Just cherish me. And remember our promise,
don't come looking for me again, okay?" The two climaxes tonight made Qin Qing feel that her self-control was getting
weaker and weaker. She felt that sooner or later she would be completely obedient to Zhang Ming.

"Then what will I do if I miss you?" Zhang Ming put on a very aggrieved expression again.

"The phone, silly boy, there's still the phone, isn't there? Okay, don't see me off. I'm in the next building. I
'll go back by myself!" Qin Qing tried to stop Zhang Ming from taking her home, but even though it was so late and they lived in the same neighborhood, he
was still worried and insisted on walking her home. By the time Zhang Ming quietly dropped Qin Qing

off, it was almost 2 a.m. Deep into the night, Qin Qing still lay awake, her eyes wide open. She took out her phone, intending to text Zhang Ming,
but found he had also texted her: "Sis, I want you!"

Qin Qing happily replied, "You little rascal, go to sleep now, remember our promise!"

Holding her phone, Qin Qing stared blankly at the messages she'd exchanged with Zhang Ming, recalling
the events of that day. Her face flushed, and her legs involuntarily tightened.

It wasn't until a colleague patted her on the back and said the manager was looking for her that she snapped out of her reverie, breaking out in
a cold sweat to find herself slightly wet.

"That wretched guy, making me think about you like this! If you don't keep our promise, see
how deal with you!" Qin Qing made excuses for her embarrassment.

After meeting with her department manager, she learned that the sales manager was going to be transferred to another department and promoted to
vice president , leaving the sales manager position vacant.

Therefore, the company decided to recruit internally. Qin Qing's immediate supervisor, that demanding old woman, had watched Qin Qing
grow step by step, and thus had the idea of promoting her.

"Manager Yan, I work in finance. Would it be inappropriate for me to go into sales? Besides, I've never done
sales . I'm not cut out for it!" Upon hearing that her manager wanted to recommend her for the sales manager position, Qin Qing was immediately
startled and repeatedly declined, but secretly she had a little desire to try it out.

Yan Yu pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and said seriously, "Who's born a salesperson? No one
is born knowing how to do a particular job or is suited for one particular job. I think it's a bit of a waste of your talent to do finance. Besides, it's not certain
that it will be you. There will be several candidates, and you can only become the manager if you pass the assessment. Do you think being a manager is so easy?"

"Manager Yan, but I..." Qin Qing's chest heaved, unsure of her feelings.

"Alright. No more buts. This matter is settled. I've already submitted your application.
Tomorrow afternoon, you and two other intern managers will go to headquarters for seven days of training. After passing all the assessments, there will be
other tests. Don't let me down!" Yan Yu said earnestly.

Upon hearing that she had to go to Hong Kong tomorrow, Qin Qing felt that the time was too tight. On one hand, she longed for the challenge, but on the other
hand, she was timid and dared not accept it. However, her conflicted feelings
were calmed .

Everything changed so suddenly, as if good fortune had fallen from the sky and hit Qin Qing on the head, leaving
her dizzy.

It wasn't until Qin Qing returned home that her excitement subsided slightly. She realized she needed to get
away . Everything that had happened with Zhang Ming these past few days, and the opportunity before her, felt unreal
. She needed to calm down.

That evening at dinner, Qin Qing told Qin Mengmeng the news, reminding her to be careful with her diet and study hard while she was
gone . She specifically instructed her not to tell Zhang Ming
about her short absence.

Qin Mengmeng was overjoyed to learn her sister was getting a promotion, giggling and laughing for a long time, readily
agreeing to Qin Qing's request.

For the next period, Qin Qing was perhaps engrossed in her work, or Zhang Ming was busy with his college entrance exams; in any case,
when Qin Qing returned from headquarters in Hong Kong, before she could even hear Zhang Ming's heartbroken longing, she threw herself back into her new work
.

Zhang Ming was left with a one-sided crush, his heart itching unbearably. Qin Qing, however, became a workaholic, working
late every day, which pained Zhang Ming. Finally, Qin Qing said, "Silly boy, I'm working hard for our future
. Shouldn't you think about yours too?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ming indeed toned it down for a while, a situation that continued until he and
Qin Mengmeng finished their college entrance exams.

Meanwhile, after months of hard work, Qin Qing lived up to expectations and became the sales manager.

That evening, Zhang Ming invited his best friend Zheng Chen, along with Qin Mengmeng and Qin Qing,
to a celebration party at the Haolejia Teahouse.

"Sister Qing, congratulations on becoming the sales manager! That's awesome! Amazing!" Zheng Chen was the first to raise
his glass , spouting nonsense.

"Chenzi, don't be so cheeky with me, you want me to hit you? But I accept your blessings, and I hope you both get into good universities!" After months of hard work, her heart finally settled down the moment
the boss announced Qin Qing as the new sales manager. Qin Qing couldn't forget the enthusiastic applause and encouraging looks from her colleagues in the meeting room, though there were also some malicious or jealous glances, but Qin Qing couldn't see any of them. "Sister Qing, you still want to hit me? I used to pull Mengmeng's braids when I played with her, and you hit me a lot. Now I'm all grown up, hmph, let's see who hits whom!" It turned out that Zheng Chen and Zhang Ming were from the same place, they only went to . In junior high school, Zheng Chen went to study in another city with his parents, until he transferred back for high school. They had known each other since childhood. "You dare!" Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng said in unison. Zheng Chen stared dumbfounded at the two of them and hurriedly said, "No, no! I'll hit myself, I'll drink it myself! Cheers!" Qin Mengmeng proudly showed off her little fist and snorted, while Zhang Ming glanced at Qin Qing with a slightly concealed look. The moment Qin Qing looked up with a smile, she saw Zhang Ming's burning gaze, and her heart fluttered. Her eyes only floated for a moment before looking away. Just that one expression made Zhang Ming want to pounce on Qin Qing and pin her to the table. He really felt his lust burning. After several rounds of drinks and dishes, apart from Zheng Chen who was dizzy, the other three at the table were still chatting and laughing. It was easy to imagine how much Zheng Chen, with his impulsive nature, had drunk, openly or secretly. "Wow!" Zheng Chen was already drunk, but he was still happy to keep drinking, ignoring their urging to drink, and always vomiting with a loud shout. When Zheng Chen vomited, Qin Qing became worried, fearing he had drunk too much. After all, she was the eldest , the big sister, and she felt obligated to take care of them. Qin Qing hurriedly paid the bill, and just as she stepped out the door, she saw Zheng Chen vomiting again . Qin Mengmeng stood worriedly to the side, while Zhang Ming patted Zheng Chen's back. "Sister, how about we get Chen a room for tonight? It's so late, he definitely won't be able to go home!" Zhang Ming asked Qin Qing. "Isn't Uncle Zhang not home? Chen can stay at your place tonight, it's not safe for him to stay outside!" Qin Mengmeng chimed in. Zhang Ming's face immediately changed, looking extremely troubled, because he had some ulterior motives. He looked to Qin Qing for help. Qin Qing knew Zhang Ming's little scheme perfectly well, and she deliberately said in a serious tone, "Okay, Xiaoming, then Chen can stay at your place tonight! He drank so much tonight, you have to remember to take care of him! Let's take a taxi home!" "I'm not drunk, I want to drink more!" Zheng Chen mumbled drunkenly, still wanting to drink. Finally, they took him to Zhang Ming's place in a taxi. As they approached his building, Zhang Ming looked at Qin Qing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, hesitant to speak. He glanced at Zheng Chen, who had already fallen asleep , and at Qin Mengmeng, who was listlessly looking out the window at the night view. His heart began to stir again. However, until he had driven Zheng Chen to his home, Zhang Ming didn't have a chance to speak to Qin Qing alone. Only after he had put Zheng Chen to bed in the study did Zhang Ming say, "Sister Qing, I forgot to buy Chenzi some hangover medicine. I'm going downstairs for a bit; could you watch over Chenzi for me?" Qin Qing didn't know what mischief this little rascal was up to this time, but considering Zheng Chen had indeed drunk a lot that night, she was worried and agreed. Qin Mengmeng felt it was too late, so she took the keys and went back to sleep. After Zhang Ming left, only Qin Qing and Zheng Chen, who was already fast asleep in the study, remained in the room.

Qin Qing stared at the dining table, her eyes scanning every corner of the room. She couldn't help but recall
the scene with the mud last time. Under the influence of alcohol, she even felt a strange longing.

Zhang Ming rushed downstairs to the supermarket, bought a box of hangover medicine, and then grabbed two boxes of condoms
. He excitedly returned home, listening carefully outside to make sure
Qin Mengmeng was home before opening the door.

As soon as Zhang Ming entered, he saw Qin Qing sitting on the living room sofa, her long
legs
bending over to massage her feet. Her snow-white chest was exposed to Zhang Ming's eyes, and her straight, long hair fell naturally. She tilted her head and saw Zhang Ming enter, her heart skipped a beat, but she pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "Chenzi is snoring loudly
, hurry up and feed him his medicine. After that, I can go back in peace!"

Seeing that no one was around, and the study door was closed, they could vaguely hear the snoring inside. Zhang Ming
had no scruples. He threw down the black bag he was carrying, which contained a box of hangover medicine and two boxes of condoms, and was about to take off
his clothes and pounce on Qin Qing.

Qin Qing was stunned by this sudden attack and was pinned to the sofa by Zhang Ming. Their lips
were like magnets drawn together.

"Mmm!" Qin Qing initially pushed Zhang Ming away, but after being kissed passionately, her hands unconsciously
wrapped around his neck.

Zhang Mingxing excitedly reached out to take off Qin Qing's coat, but Qin Qing stopped him, saying, "Chenzi
is still inside, don't do anything rash!"

Hearing this, Zhang Mingxing quickly got off Qin Qing and whispered, "I'll go check on him!"

Qin Qing tidied her messy hair, straightened her coat, and followed Zhang Ming to the study to see Zheng Chen. She found him lying on his side, breathing
heavily, as if he was in great pain.

"Where's the hangover medicine? Quickly give him some. Sigh, I can't let him drink like that anymore!" Qin Qing
said somewhat reproachfully from the doorway.

"I'll go get it!" Zhang Mingxing returned and fed Zheng Chen the hangover medicine, then said to Qin Qing, "Sister,
you know Chenzi, that's just his personality. He'll be fine tomorrow!"

After feeding Zheng Chen the hangover medicine, Zhang Mingxing helped him lie down, and Qin Qing came over and covered him with a blanket. Zhang Ming casually put his arm around

Qin Qing's slender waist, his voice urgent and low, "Let's go to my dad's room. It's the furthest from
here the door, and no one will know!" Qin Qing slapped Zhang Ming's hand away from her waist, glared at him, and turned off the light in the study. Zhang Ming hurriedly carried Qin Qing out of the study, amidst her soft protests. Zheng Chen didn't know what time he slept; he felt like he'd slept for a long time. In his hazy state, he felt something in his stomach about to vomit. Struggling between wanting to vomit and not vomiting, between half-asleep and half-awake, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer, perhaps due to the hangover medicine. He instinctively leaned over the bed and vomited violently again. But after this, he felt much better. He looked around the dark room, fumbled for the light switch, and when he turned it on, he realized it was Zhang Ming's house, and then he felt relieved. He had intended to continue sleeping, as he was utterly exhausted and his head was still spinning. However, perhaps due to vomiting, he felt an emptiness in his stomach, a gnawing hunger, and, more importantly, a deep thirst. Zheng Chen checked his phone; it was only 11:05 PM. He vaguely remembered leaving the teahouse around 10:30 PM. He felt like he had slept for a long time, but in reality, it had only been half an hour. Zheng Chen struggled to sit on the edge of the bed, and after a while to clear his head, he opened the door and went outside. He went to the kitchen to get some water, and when he came out, he found himself in the living room. With a casual glance, he saw a pair of black high heels left by the door. "Hmm? Xiao Ming brought a woman home tonight? Hmm... I feel like I've seen her somewhere before?" Zheng Chen groggily walked over to the high heels, squatted down, and picked them up. His heart skipped a beat, and all the alcohol wore off in that instant. "This is Qing-jie's. What's she doing here so late instead of going home?" Zheng Chen had a bad feeling, and his heart started pounding again. He glanced towards Zhang Ming's bedroom, his heart pounding. He carefully turned off all the lights and tiptoed to the outside of Zhang Ming's bedroom, listening intently. But no matter how hard he listened, he could only his own heartbeat; he didn't hear the sound he expected. Zheng Chen breathed a heavy sigh of relief, because his worst fears hadn't come true. Opposites attract; it 's an eternal law. Zhang Ming loved Qin Qing, and Zheng Chen loved Qin Qing just as much, perhaps even more deeply than from a mother complex, gradually transforming from familial affection into romantic love. But from the moment Zheng Chen saw Qin Qing, he told himself that he would marry a woman like her when he grew up. No one could understand such feelings; perhaps some things don't need explanation. "Maybe Qingjie is tired and just resting here. What was I thinking? How could I possibly believe that my best brother and my beloved sister had some kind of illicit relationship? When did I become so despicable!" Zheng Chen blamed himself. But just as he turned to leave Zhang Ming's bedroom, he suddenly heard a "bang." In the quiet, this unusual sound startled Zheng Chen. His relaxed heart jumped back into his throat. He carried heavy steps to the door of Zhang Ming's father's he even got close enough to listen, he could already hear a rhythmic "bang! bang! bang!" coming from inside . Zheng Chen's heart shattered instantly. The continuous bangs were like a sledgehammer mercilessly striking his heart. He froze there. The passionate couple inside were completely unaware that someone was standing outside. Qin Qing was cross-legged, wrapped around Zhang Ming 's waist, her arms tightly around him, as if afraid she would fall if she lost her grip. Zhang Ming's hands cradled Qin's round, snow-white buttocks, his thick penis thrusting rapidly in and out of Qin Qing's pink vagina. Because Zhang Ming's every thrust was so forceful, they were completely unaware that the noises they made near the door had alerted Zheng Chen outside. "Oh! Little brother, good little brother!" Qin Qing cried out, releasing her inner desires. "Call me husband, quick!" Zhang Ming said, his face flushed. "Mmm~!" Qin Qing pursed her lips, resting her head on Zhang Ming's shoulder, but remained silent.

He just hummed.

Although this was the second time, the stimulating sensation of being sucked in Qin Qing's vagina brought Zhang Ming to ejaculation
again !

"Bad sister! Ah, I love you to death!" Zhang Ming roared, releasing a torrent of fluid.

"Thump!"

The two exhausted people sat directly on the cold wooden floor and hugged each other tightly.

"Sister, I love you, I will love you for a lifetime!" Zhang Ming said affectionately.

Qin Qing had some sweat on her forehead. She smiled slightly and said, "Stop being so glib, little thing. Let's hug one more time,
then you can let me go back. If it gets any later, Mengmeng will be suspicious!"

"Okay!" Zhang Ming replied reluctantly.

The two inside the door were exchanging sweet nothings, but Zheng Chen outside the door had already clenched his fists. He had only one
thought : "You bitch, you bitch, you're married, why are you like this!"

Zheng Chen's heart was filled with resentment, jealousy, hatred, and of course, love that he himself was unaware of.

Zheng Chen raised his fist, intending to knock on the door and go in, but then he lowered it heavily. His
heart was pounding; he didn't know what he should feel, or what kind of feeling he should have.

He was filled with overwhelming hatred; he really wanted to die, but he was unwilling to accept it!

"Little brother, get up quickly, I have to go back too. Oh, by the way, check on Chenzi tomorrow to see if he's feeling better, and remember
to tell him to come over again when he's free!" Qin Qing said, getting up to grab her underwear.

"I know, sis, I've never seen you care about me like this before!" Zhang Ming said, his jealousy intense.

"He's different from you. You're jealous of someone like that? Why don't you go be jealous of a mouse?" Qin Qing rolled
her eyes at Zhang Ming.

"Hmph, if you hadn't stopped me, I would have killed that bastard long ago. If he hadn't raped you, would you be with
him..." Before Zhang Ming could finish, Qin Qing covered his mouth and said resentfully, "Don't mention this again
. Just remember to be good to your sister! Understand?"

Zheng Chen, who was outside the door, was already in a daze, but upon hearing this, he was shocked again!

"Why! Why did this happen!" Zheng Chen had always thought that Qin Qing had found a good match,
a perfect couple , but the reality was not what he imagined. How cruel must reality be to be considered truly
cruel?

When Qin Qing finished cleaning and came out, Zheng Chen was already lying quietly on the bed, as if he hadn't gotten up
at all . Qin Qing was worried and opened the door, only to smell a sour stench. While Zhang Ming went to take a shower, she took out
a broom and cleaned the room for Zheng Chen.

Before leaving, she even covered Zheng Chen with a blanket, sighed, and closed the door.

Meanwhile, Zheng Chen, lying on the bed, was already in tears the moment Qin Qing turned off the light.
Chapter Six: KTV Passion

Ever since Zheng Chen stumbled upon Zhang Ming and Qin Qing's affair that night, he couldn't sleep for days and nights. Qin
Qing's beautiful face would often appear in his mind, and her shy moans would echo in his head.

Several times, Zheng Chen would even become so engrossed in thinking about her during class that he would get an erection.
Sometimes, when the bell rang after class and his close friends invited him out for a smoke, he would helplessly look at
his crotch, still erect, and could only awkwardly refuse. Because of this, Zheng Chen
was looked down upon by his friends for a while.

Zheng Chen felt like he was bewitched. Originally, his admiration for Qin Qing was deeply hidden in his heart; Qin Qing was like a goddess on an altar,
untouchable. But after learning that Qin Qing was having an affair with Zhang Ming and hearing about her unhappy
marriage, he felt both jealous and heartbroken.

For many nights, Zheng Chen had to masturbate while imagining Qin Qing's appearance to fall asleep. Tormented by this repression
, Zheng Chen achieved his lowest score ever in the final mock exam before the college entrance examination.

Zheng Chen knew that if he continued like this, not only would getting into a top university be out of the question,
but he couldn't stop thinking about Qin Qing, the woman who held such an important place in his heart.

In contrast to Zheng Chen's transformation, Zhang Ming performed exceptionally well in the final mock exam. According to their
homeroom teacher 's prediction, getting into a first-tier university was no problem, and getting into a key university was also within reach.

This stark contrast left the resentful Zheng Chen helpless. During this time, Qin Mengmeng and Qin Qing
would come to encourage Zheng Chen, but for some reason, Zheng Chen was unwilling to respond. Perhaps
it stemmed from his inner vulnerability; he didn't want to expose his shortcomings to the woman he loved most.

The preparation time always passes quickly. In a flash, they were on vacation; in a flash, it was the college entrance examination; in a flash,
they were filling out their college applications. However, when the results were announced, it truly was a case of some rejoicing while others
grieved.

Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng both passed the first-tier university entrance exam, and they would attend the same university as promised.
But Zheng Chen didn't even pass the minimum score, and even more tragically, he missed it by just three points.

That night, Zheng Chen sat listlessly in front of his computer, staring at his score on the webpage, crying his eyes out. He was heartbroken
. He turned off his phone, refusing to answer any calls or talk to anyone. At that moment, all he
could think about was Qin Qing, that woman like a dream.

But reality was cruel. Even if he had passed the university entrance exam,
there was Because of his infatuation, he felt inferior; because of his inferiority complex, he became withdrawn. He could only hide in the shadows, silently
licking his wounds. At that moment, he desperately wanted someone to comfort him, to care about him. But none of his so-called good
friends showed up. Perhaps he was nothing in other people's eyes; perhaps most people were busy celebrating and having
fun, and had no time to care about him.

The week following the college entrance exam was particularly difficult for Zheng Chen; he was tormented by deep self-blame
. For some, failing the exam can be an unhealable wound, and Zheng Chen was one
of them. Despite usually being in good health, he fell ill a week after the results were announced.

He was capable of getting into his dream university, but that shocking news that night caused
such a dramatic change in him in such a short time—a truly heartbreaking situation.

His parents weren't around when he was sick, and the loneliness and pain he felt were indescribable
. His parents were busy with their business, and while they were undoubtedly disappointed by their son's poor performance, they
didn't criticize him excessively, simply hoping he would do better next year. However, Zheng Chen…
He didn't want to repeat the college entrance exam; if he could, he'd join the army and escape this place.

However, an incident one day changed Zheng Chen's mind.

One day, Zhang Ming, unable to bear seeing his brother continue down this path, invited Zheng Chen out to clear his head again.
Zheng Chen, however, became quiet. Finally, when Zhang Ming mentioned that only Qin Qing and her sister were with him,
Zheng Chen readily agreed.

Although Zheng Chen had tried to forget about that woman after the college entrance exam,
he couldn't help but care about her. He knew it was pathetic, but he couldn't help it.

That evening, around 6 PM, before Qin Qing finished work, Zhang Ming led them to a high-end KTV in their area, booked
a private room, and the three of them started having fun. Initially, Zheng Chen wasn't very enthusiastic,
but when he saw Qin Qing, dressed in a gray business suit, hurriedly appear before them, he
became lively.

Qin Qing was busy holding a meeting at the company today. She hadn't even left work yet when Zhang Ming kept urging her to come over,
so she didn't even have time to change her clothes before leaving.

Zheng Chen watched as Qin Qing wore a black uniform with a white shirt underneath, a knee-length
skirt revealing her legs encased in black stockings, and black stiletto heels.
She gracefully placed her handbag aside, removed her coat, and sat on the sofa beside her. Her beautiful legs, clad in black stockings,
were elegantly crossed and casually placed to one side. She then naturally rolled up the cuffs of her white shirt, leaning slightly forward
to reveal her snow-white chest. The deep cleavage almost made Zheng Chen's eyes pop out
. Qin Qing smiled sweetly and said happily, "It's my treat tonight, you little guys have to have
fun!"

She then picked up a wine glass and offered it to them as a self-punishment. As she put the glass down,
her gaze inadvertently swept over Zhang Ming, who was singing loudly, her face full of smiles, a hint of spring in her eyes.

Zhang Ming could feel a burning gaze fixed on him from the other corner, but he pretended to be
nonchalant. After all, there were two "outsiders" present tonight. However, he could...

a fiery thought flashed through Zhang Ming's mind.

Since Qin Qing entered, Zheng Chen, though he hadn't dared to look directly at her, hadn't taken his eyes
off her. Therefore, Qin Qing's small action didn't escape Zheng Chen's notice.

Seeing this, Zheng Chen's heart burned with jealousy. He then recalled what happened that night, and thought of his
failure . At this moment, he attributed all his bad experiences to Qin Qing, believing
it was all her fault. However, he didn't realize that he was actually hating her because of love.

Zheng Chen gritted his teeth, his face filled with resentment, looking at Qin Qing as if he wanted to devour her whole,
but he didn't have the courage to turn against her. His heart ached terribly. Seeing that Zhang Ming already had
such a good girl like Qin Mengmeng, yet still hooked up with Qin Qing, made him even more unable to let go.

"So what if someone's handsome? Can good looks put food on the table? They're all a bunch of shallow women, sluts! Damn!"
Zheng Chen felt indignant, but didn't dwell on his own problems.

Suddenly, Zheng Chen took a big gulp of his drink, excused himself to go to the restroom, but instead went downstairs,
bought some things at a sex shop, and rushed back up. He was drenched in sweat when he entered the room.
Everyone assumed it was from running, but actually, Zheng Chen was
nervous about a daring idea.

When he returned, the lights in the private room were dim. Zhang Ming and Qin Qing were drinking together.
Zheng Chen watched Qin Qing smile sweetly as she played rock-paper-scissors with Zhang Ming. The loser had to drink, but
Zhang Ming was losing more often than winning. It was unclear whether Zhang Ming was letting him win or if he was just not good at it.

Zhang Ming glanced around and noticed Zheng Chen choosing songs and Qin Mengmeng singing. He
quietly reached under the table and began to caress Qin Qing's black-stockinged legs, his eyes gleaming as he
mouthed, "Sis, keep me company tonight!"

Qin Qing pressed her hand against Zhang Ming's mischievous hand, looking at the other two with fear. Then she turned back and saw
Zhang Ming's lip movements. She instantly understood, but didn't answer him. Instead, she smiled knowingly, her playful
expression making Zhang Ming's heart itch.

When Zheng Chen finished choosing songs and slipped over to get some food from the table, his eyes never missed Qin Qing's
hand and Zhang Ming's hand playing under the table. This made Zheng Chen even more uncomfortable. At first, Zheng Chen
suggested playing rock-paper-scissors with Qin Qing, but she wasn't really interested.

Zheng Chen felt that although Qin Qing looked sweet and charming, she possessed a certain aloofness typical of beautiful women.
While she herself didn't realize it, Zheng Chen clearly sensed it. It was like they
were all good friends on the surface, seemingly familiar, but Qin Qing always maintained a distance,
making her unapproachable.

Seeing that Qin Qing only perfunctorily drank a couple of glasses with him, unwilling to pay him much attention, and then watching her
and Zhang Ming drinking so happily, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Damn it, she's not out to cheer me up, she's just out to have her affair with
me ! Cheers!"

While Zheng Chen was drinking alone in his sullen mood, Qin Mengmeng considerately came over to cheer him up. She
sincerely comforted him, telling him not to give up, that he could always repeat a year of high school, and even brought up their three-person promise, urging him to work
hard . Then the two of them started playing "wandering the world."

At first, Qin Mengmeng's comforting words touched Zheng Chen, but later, when Mengmeng brought up
that promise, he felt a deep irony, as if it were something ridiculous.

Remembering his decision from the previous night, Zheng Chen felt Qin Mengmeng was superfluous. Therefore, he
hadn't hesitated to get her drunk during the game of "Jianghu Piao" (a drinking game). When he saw Qin Mengmeng becoming dizzy and about to pass out, he finally let
her rest for a while and sing a song, saying quite boldly, "I'll let you off the hook!"

Qin Mengmeng wasn't a competitive girl to begin with. She felt she had really drunk too much that night, so she
snorted and, like a proud peacock, went to the side to continue singing.

Meanwhile, Qin Qing went to the restroom in the private room. At that moment, Zheng Chen brought over two glasses of wine, placed them
in front of Zhang Ming, and loudly proclaimed, "Let's play a dice game, high or low?"

Zhang Ming was in a good mood tonight, but he also felt sorry for his good friend's situation. He figured
that was about as best he could; everyone has their own life, and no one can live for someone else.

Zhang Ming readily agreed to a drinking contest, but after only a couple of drinks, Zheng Chen seemed a bit
overwhelmed , covering his mouth and rushing to the restroom. He almost bumped into Qin Qing as he went in.

Qin Qing was disappointed to see Zheng Chen like this, but she didn't say anything and even told him to drink less
. When she came out, she saw Qin Mengmeng holding a microphone, leaning against Zhang Ming and singing, while Zhang Ming's hand casually
rested on Qin Mengmeng's stomach, half-heartedly singing along.

Qin Qing's initially happy mood plummeted at this sight. Feeling dejected, she
walked to the corner furthest from Zhang Ming and drank several glasses of wine alone, downing them all in one gulp.

Qin Qing was in turmoil. She knew her sister's feelings for Zhang Ming, and she also knew Zhang Ming's
feelings for her sister. But how could everything be so easily explained? She was, after all, a married woman, and her relationship with
Zhang Ming could only be a secret affair. Qin Qing knew she couldn't hope for too much, and she was deeply troubled by this.

When Zheng Chen entered the restroom, he instantly returned to normal, showing no
signs of being drunk. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Ming, don't blame me!"

Zheng Chen looked at the remaining aphrodisiac in his hand, wondering who he should put some in. His plan for tonight was to
take advantage of the chaos , ideally getting Zhang Ming and Qin Qing to have sex on the spot, and then keeping the evidence
. He would reap the benefits later.

But then he thought of Qin Mengmeng and hesitated. He hated Qin Qing and Zhang Ming for their deception, but Qin Mengmeng was
a good girl. If everyone took the drug and it turned into promiscuity, it would hurt Qin Mengmeng the most,
which was something he didn't want to see. That's why he had initially planned to get Qin Mengmeng drunk.

Just moments ago, he had given Zhang Ming a strong drug. Zhang Ming
would likely be Thinking of this, Zheng Chen began to anticipate what would happen next. However, when he thought of Qin Qing
, he hesitated about whether to drug her. But when he remembered Qin Qing's aloof expression
, he decided to do it as soon as he got out; the more chaotic the scene, the better for him.

Having made up his mind, Zheng Chen lingered in the restroom for a while before going out.

As soon as he emerged, he saw Qin Qing, her hair disheveled, drinking alone in a corner. He thought to himself that
he hadn't even drugged her yet, and she was already drinking heavily.

Zheng Chen knew Qin Qing had a low alcohol tolerance, but he hadn't expected it to be this bad. Looking at Qin Qing like this,
Zheng Chen couldn't help but think, "With your alcohol tolerance, you deserve to be fucked!"

What Zheng Chen didn't know was that Qin Qing knew she had a low alcohol tolerance, so she wouldn't drink with strangers. Plus,
everyone present that night was an acquaintance, and she was upset about Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng's situation, which was why she drank so much.

Zheng Chen sat down next to Qin Qing with great anticipation and suggested rolling the dice. He was
prepared , but to his surprise, Qin Qing readily agreed.

Zheng Chen cheerfully explained the rules to Qin Qing, pretending to be relaxed as he sat beside her.
The scent of her distinctive perfume made him feel a slight stirring in his lower body.

Qin Qing smiled and squinted her eyes, looking incredibly cute. She declared she would definitely drink Zheng Chen under the table, and the two began their game,
shouting and guessing.

At first, Zheng Chen deliberately lost a few rounds to Qin Qing, but when no one was looking, he slipped
the drug into her drink. Seeing her unknowingly drink it, his heart tightened. He noticed Zhang Ming's
hands starting to wander, touching Qin Mengmeng, who, with her eyes closed, grabbed Zhang Ming's hand, clearly
not completely drunk yet. Zheng Chen calculated that it would take about ten minutes for the drug to take effect, so he patiently continued
playing the game.

Zheng Chen was initially about a fist's distance from Qin Qing, but as the game progressed, he
intentionally moved closer to her. Qin Qing, whether from drinking too much or simply not caring, seemed
completely unfazed.

Unaware that Zheng Chen was deliberately rolling up his capri pants to his knees,
shouting defiantly, while simultaneously and seemingly unintentionally rubbing his calf against Qin Qing's black-stockinged legs, he exclaimed

, "So smooth! It feels warm!" The moment Zheng Chen's calf touched Qin Qing's, he felt an electric shock of
pleasure; his lower body finally stirred, and a small tent appeared. Fortunately, the lighting was dim, otherwise, Zheng Chen
knew he wouldn't be able to continue.

"Sister Qing, are you sure you can handle this? Why don't you just admit defeat? You've already rolled the dice; could you please move your leg a little
so I can pick them up?" Zheng Chen deliberately provoked her.

Qin Qing's face was slightly flushed, and she felt a little dizzy. Seeing her younger sister kissing Zhang Ming on the other
side , she
felt a pang of sadness, though she had expected this day to come. Her tongue trembled slightly as she said defiantly, "If you can't, I
certainly shifted

her legs to the side, and Zheng Chen tilted his head to reach for her. His face was almost
touching Qin Qing's dark thigh, but even at that close distance, he hesitated, feeling guilty.

He said, "Move a little further to the side, can't find it!" Actually, Zheng Chen had already found the dice, but when
he did , he deliberately threw it near Qin Qing's feet, making it out of his reach. However, the lighting
was dim, and Qin Qing didn't know what was happening below. Hearing Zheng Chen's words, she moved her thigh slightly,
then stopped moving. She had drunk a little too much and her head was starting to spin. At the same time, she felt a warm sensation in her body
, a longing for someone's caresses. She didn't realize she had been drugged.

"Did you find it?" Qin Qing asked softly, her legs instinctively tightening.

"No, not quite, almost there, but it's too dark down there. I think it's right here!" As soon as Zheng Chen
finished speaking , emboldened by the alcohol, he deliberately grabbed Qin Qing's calf, giving it a light squeeze. His heart skipped a beat as he thought,
"So soft, the stockings seem to be of very good quality!"

He said seriously, "I think it's right here!" A man's courage and lust are often directly proportional.
After these few encounters, Zheng Chen's desires grew stronger. He simply lay face down on Qin Qing's thigh,
gently rubbing it while searching for the dice, while pretending to struggle to find the other side. At this moment, his face was facing...
A hand roamed beneath the table, while the other, supporting itself on the sofa, slowly approached Qin Qing's buttocks.

Qin Qing noticed Zheng Chen touching her calf, her heart skipped a beat, and
she seemed . However, remembering that Zheng Chen's actions were unintentional, the unpleasant thought quickly passed. But when Zheng Chen
leaned his head against her black-stockinged thigh, his face intimately pressed against her thigh, she began to feel uncomfortable,
feeling it was a bit too intimate, yet also yearning for the man's scent. She was extremely conflicted. However, she glanced
at Zhang Ming's figure and said helplessly, "Your head is really heavy. If you can't find it, let me do it!"

"Found it!" Zheng Chen grabbed the dice again and slowly picked them up. At this moment, he pretended
to be drunk again, gently squeezing Qin Qing's buttocks with his right hand. Qin Qing shuddered, her
leg lifted, and her heel inadvertently lifted. At the same time, the dice she had already obtained "coincidentally"
landed in Qin Qing's high heel.

Zheng Chen hurriedly said, "Don't move your foot, the dice fell into your shoe! Lift your foot." Even getting a single dice was so
troublesome; Qin Qing was actually a little uncomfortable, but she didn't think much of it and obediently lifted her foot. However, this
lift caused the dice to fall completely into her shoe, as she could feel it.

At this moment, Zheng Chen said casually, "I told you not to move! It's not my responsibility if you hurt your foot!" While saying this,
he nonchalantly took off Qin Qing's high heels, "casually" stroking her instep, and then
casually found the dice and placed them on the table.

Zheng Chen feigned surprise, saying, "I think I'm a little drunk; I almost can't tell north from south!"

When Zheng Chen boldly took off Qin Qing's shoe and touched her foot, Qin Qing's brows furrowed slightly.
She didn't like others touching her feet and felt a little disgusted, except for people she liked, like
Zhang Ming .

However, when she saw Zheng Chen's drunken state, she assumed it was unintentional. Although she felt uncomfortable,
she didn't say much. She wanted to leave, though, because she realized that Zheng
Chen's unintentional teasing had made her want to indulge herself. She felt this was wrong and
wanted to leave, afraid she would make a fool of herself later.

Zheng Chen's grab excited him, but he also blamed himself for being too impulsive, worried that he might offend Qin Qing
. The whole dice-picking process seemed long, but it only took a minute or two. However, that
minute or two solidified Zheng Chen's resolve: he had to get Qin Qing that night! He couldn't resist. He was willing to disregard all consequences if he could have this
woman, Zheng Chen thought to himself.

Zheng Chen, unaware of Qin Qing's thoughts, assumed women were easily fooled and continued his provocation, "Sister Qing,
I see you're done for! Why don't you just give up!"

Qin Qing, already considering leaving, naturally didn't take the bait this time. She pressed her forehead, then
casually touched her cheek, her expression alluring and languid, saying, "That's enough for today. Next time, I
'll definitely drink you under the table!"

Seeing Qin Qing's captivating appearance, Zheng Chen felt an intense urge, yet seeing her refusing to take the bait made him incredibly anxious
. He noticed Qin Qing had closed her eyes and was resting on the sofa, her legs slightly
parted . After glancing at her, Zheng Chen looked at Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng on the other side and discovered they were kissing.
Worried that things were getting out of control, Zheng Chen felt it was time to end things. Resisting the urge to test Qin Qing's
drunkenness, he went to Zhang Ming's side, patted his shoulder, and interrupted the sweet couple, saying:
"Have another drink, dance a bit, and then head home. That's about it for tonight!"

Zhang Ming had wanted to leave for a long time. He felt an intense urge to make love, and if he hadn't promised Qin Qing
he wouldn't touch Qin Mengmeng, he would have dragged her out to a hotel.

Zhang Ming urged Qin Qing to drink, but Qin Qing, feeling dizzy, didn't drink
. Zheng Chen handed the drink to Qin Mengmeng, who drank half a glass and then collapsed on the sofa, motionless.

Seeing this, Zheng Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He then helped Qin Mengmeng lean back on the sofa,
selected a few very energetic songs, and ran up to dance the robot dance. To be honest, Zheng Chen's moonwalk
was quite good, drawing cheers from the others. Encouraged by Zheng Chen, Zhang Ming joined in
, wildly wiggling his hips before coming down to invite Qin Qing to dance with him. Initially, because she was older than the three of
them , she was a little reserved, but seeing Zhang Ming so close to her sister, she
felt a pang of jealousy. In this mood, she readily agreed to let Zhang Ming take her hand and join the dance floor.

"Yo! Yo! Yo!" The room filled with energetic music and the frenzied
shouts of the young people.

At first, Qin Qing was a little hesitant, swaying gently back and forth in her high heels. However, when Zhang Ming
saw Qin Qing's flushed face and slightly dazed eyes, he couldn't resist and went to dance with her.

Qin Qing was somewhat reserved because her younger sister and Zheng Chen were present. She
initially intended to refuse, but seeing the boy she liked's proactive actions and infatuated expression, and
noticing Qin Mengmeng was drunk and resting on the sofa, unaware of their presence,
she, like a little girl stealing candy, slowly and eagerly moved closer to Zhang Ming.

Zheng Chen, watching this, cheered wildly, but inside he was consumed by jealousy. He could only
follow Zhang Ming, circling Qin Qing, waving his arms and legs wildly. When he "accidentally" slapped Qin Qing's
thigh, he felt an overwhelming surge of excitement. He was already anticipating what would happen next, but once he learned Qin Qing
's true intentions, he was sure to be mortified.

Because Qin Qing was starting to feel aroused under Zhang Ming and Zheng Chen's teasing, she whispered in
Zhang Ming's ear, "I have to go now, come find me later!"

Zhang Ming immediately understood her meaning, but before he could mention leaving, Zheng Chen went to
the side, turned off the only light, and then turned off all the screens, plunging the entire private room
into , with only the music playing.

With the lights off, the atmosphere in the room seemed to change.

In the complete darkness, Zhang Ming's desire for Qin Qing suddenly surged.
He had originally planned to leave and go to a hotel, but it seemed he couldn't wait any longer and would incur some interest. Zhang Ming simply assumed he was drunk and that
teasing his beloved goddess a little shouldn't be a problem, right?

What Zhang Ming didn't expect was that when the lights dimmed, Qin Qing, who had originally said she was going to leave first
, actually threw herself into his arms. He was extremely excited, and the thought of Zheng Chen and the others' "blatant" affair made him
feel incredibly thrilled.

Earlier, when Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing's restless expression, he had been
somewhat . But now that the lights were completely dark, he became bolder and naturally put his arm around Qin Qing's waist,
swaying her close.

Zheng Chen, relying on his senses, slowly approached Qin Qing, but he cautiously pressed himself against her from behind.
At first, he didn't dare to reach out and hug her, only bumping his buttocks against Qin Qing's buttocks. When he actively bumped his
buttocks against Qin Qing's shapely buttocks in her skirt suit, his hormones surged, and he felt extremely comfortable.

"Ouch!" Qin Qing was suddenly pushed close to Zhang Ming by Zheng Chen. She could clearly
feel Zhang Ming's penis hardening against her lower body, making her extremely uncomfortable. Initially slow due to Zheng Chen's movements
, she surprisingly remained silent because of Zhang Ming's close contact.

Qin Qing's occasional closeness to Zhang Ming's groin aroused him as well. He was delighted
to discover Qin Qing could be so seductive. Zhang Ming, unaware that it was Zheng Chen's doing, completely assumed it was
Qin Qing's own initiative. Thinking he had received a hint, he subtly
moved to her breasts, but didn't immediately grab them.

As Zhang Ming's hands moved, Qin Qing felt even more uncomfortable.

She desperately wanted to escape, but she was trapped
between Zhang Ming and Zheng Chen, and the loud dance music playing in the private room made it impossible to hear anything. How could she leave?

Zheng Chen continued to grope Qin Qing from behind! But he was no longer satisfied with just what he saw; he wanted to
hug her too, yet hesitated to reach out, even in complete darkness. This stemmed from his
deep admiration for Qin Qing, who had once seemed unattainable, now appearing within reach—a feeling he found unsettling.

However, tempted by the perfume Qin Qing wore, and fueled by his determination for the night, he followed Zhang Ming's
example , secretly placing his hands on Qin Qing's waist and swaying back and forth against her buttocks. His
penis was fully erect. He hadn't had the courage before, but touching Qin Qing's slender
waist made him feel fearless; everything was simply too wonderful.

Zheng Chen's lower body pressed against Qin Qing's buttocks, swaying back and forth, his arms tightly around her waist. He rested his head
on Qin Qing's shoulder, inhaling her fragrant hair.

But as he reveled in this blissful moment, suddenly another pair of hands covered
his —cool, soft, and smooth—Qin Qing's hands.

When Zheng Chen placed his hand on her waist, she initially tolerated it somewhat; after all, they were young, and dancing
like this was normal. However, when she clearly felt the hot thing behind her, she
was startled and somewhat flustered. Yet, for some reason, the feeling was different, seemingly
very comfortable. Coupled with Zhang Ming's teasing from the front, she was already burning with desire. However, Qin Qing was
Qin Qing after all; although she was reluctant to give up this feeling, she still tried her best to stop the bad guy's actions from behind.

But when she tried to remove Zheng Chen's hand, she didn't expect to further arouse him. Zheng Chen
reached out and grabbed Qin Qing's hands tightly, and then his lower body suddenly thrust forward.

Qin Qing let out an "Ah!" and before she could say anything, her lips were kissed by Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming felt that he was particularly unable to control himself tonight. Hearing Qin Qing's cry suddenly, he didn't think much and
couldn't help but kiss her.

Qin Qing's eyes were wide and misty with fear. She hadn't expected Zhang Ming to be so bold
, but the fact that the room was dark and she couldn't see anything made her feel a little more at ease.

However, Zheng Chen behind her was incredibly annoying, constantly pressing his penis against her. Qin Qing was furious
. She hadn't realized this guy, who usually seemed alright, was so lecherous. She decided she
would never give him a kind look again.

By this time, Qin Qing's private parts were already wet from the combined assault of Zhang Ming and Zheng Chen. If Zheng Chen and
Qin Mengmeng hadn't been there, she would have already slept with Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming kissed Qin Qing's lips, his hands already on her full breasts, gently kneading
them, further stimulating her nerves. Qin Qing pulled her hands away from Zheng Chen's, covering her
breasts with her hands. Although she liked Zhang Ming, having an affair with him under these circumstances was too stimulating. She was afraid that if
Zhang Ming did anything else, she wouldn't be able to resist.

Qin Qing's upper body was just beginning to recover; her hands were pressing down on Zhang Ming's hands that were groping her breasts, but her buttocks
were being wantonly caressed by another pair of hands.

"This bastard, Zheng Chen, you bad boy!" Qin Qing was extremely annoyed. She wanted to escape this
place , but she was sandwiched between two boys, the room was too noisy to hear anything, and what was worse,
she felt weak and powerless. It was truly awful.

At first, Zheng Chen was still in the testing phase, but when he actively pressed his penis against Qin Qing's buttocks,
he felt that if he didn't do something tonight, he would never get anything later, so he
had no scruples.

Zheng Chen first placed his hands on Qin Qing's buttocks and gently stroked them, then
moved them up and down her thighs. Then Zheng Chen squatted down, hugged Qin Qing's legs with both hands, pressed his entire face
against them, and rubbed back and forth. When aroused, he stuck out his tongue and licked Qin Qing's long legs clad in black stockings.

Qin Qing's thighs were being licked by Zheng Chen, causing her to swing her legs wildly. Her movements further aroused Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming seemed to have forgotten they were in a private room; he was completely out of his mind, only wanting to have sex and unable
to resist .

Just as Zheng Chen tried to lift Qin Qing's skirt, Zhang Ming quickly slipped his hand down from the hem
.

Qin Qing tried to stop Zhang Ming's hand from groping her breasts with one hand, and tried to stop his hand from
moving towards her private parts with the other. She felt like she was going crazy.
Qin Qing cried out in her heart, "I shouldn't be doing this! Why does it feel so good!"
After a few token struggles, Zhang Ming's hand finally slipped inside Qin Qing's skirt, gently teasing her
private parts.

Zheng Chen tried to reach inside, but his hand bumped into Zhang Ming's.
He pulled away as if electrocuted, a little unwilling, but there was nothing he could do. His original plan was to take advantage of the situation; if Zhang Ming and Qin
Mengmeng hadn't been there, Qin Qing wouldn't have appeared alone. He couldn't think of any other way.

Zheng Chen noticed Zhang Ming's change and knew the aphrodisiac was taking effect. He endured the discomfort, but instead, he
reached under Qin Qing's skirt to touch her buttocks.

Qin Qing felt like she was going crazy. How did things turn out this way? She didn't dare think about what would happen next.
If Zheng Chen and the others hadn't been there, Qin Qing might have already given in. Ignoring Zhang Ming's wicked hands, she
pushed him away forcefully, then reached out and pulled Zheng Chen's hand away. Turning around with difficulty, she breathed softly, "What are you
doing?"

Zheng Chen was a little annoyed that Qin Qing had pulled his hand away again. Although he had been controlling his
alcohol intake that night, he had still drunk some and was somewhat tipsy. Hearing Qin Qing's reprimand suddenly, he
panicked at first, but then he remembered that Zhang Ming had touched her vagina and he had cried out when he touched her buttocks. Zheng Chen then mischievously
leaned close to Qin Qing's ear, pressing his upper body tightly against her full breasts, and said, "Sister Qing,
what ?"

Zheng Chen's behavior tonight completely overturned Qin Qing's opinion of him. She thought to herself:
"That jerk, serves him right for failing the test! I'm never talking to him again!"

Qin Qing angrily tried to escape, yelling, "You bastard, how could you do this to me!"

Just then, Zhang Ming, who was behind her, had somehow pulled out his penis and was rubbing it against her skirt
. As he tried to unbutton it, she cried out, "No! Stop it!"

But Qin Qing's voice had no effect in this environment. Zhang Ming's drug had
fully taken effect, and he was completely out of it, only thinking about sex. So, nothing Qin Qing said mattered.

While Qin Qing was trying to stop Zhang Ming behind her, Zheng Chen, who had been hearing her shouts, felt terrible.
But he wasn't going to back down now. He silently held Qin Qing's hand tightly.

"What are you doing? Stop it!" Zheng Chen couldn't hear Qin Qing's words, nor did he want to.

Zheng Chen noticed that Zhang Ming had unbuckled his belt at some point, his casual shorts were
on the ground, and his underwear was still hanging on his calves. He was holding his penis in one hand and trying to pull
up Qin Qing's skirt with the other.

Zheng Chen decisively helped him take off Qin Qing's skirt, revealing her sexy underwear. Zheng Chen had done
the preliminary work, but Zhang Ming could handle the underwear himself.

"What are you doing? Stop it! You two, stop it! Ah~" Qin Qing tried to stop him, but
Zhang Ming forced his way into her from behind.

When Zhang Ming's thick penis entered Qin Qing's already wet vagina, his pent-up
sexual desire from the previous night exploded completely.

"Ah~ Ah~ Someone save me!" Qin Qing's eyes were glazed over. In the darkness, she
forgot she was still in a private room. Driven by burgeoning lust, she was completely out of control. She desperately
wanted it, but her mouth kept saying, "No, no!" When Zheng Chen pulled off her skirt to allow Zhang Ming to
have his way with her, she felt like she was going crazy. Even worse, when Zhang Ming entered her, Zheng
Chen grabbed her small hand, forcing her to grasp his thick penis and stroking it back and forth. Qin
Qing instantly broke down.

Zheng Chen watched as Zhang Ming inserted his penis into Qin Qing's vagina, and his blood was boiling.
Without also pulled down his pants, making Qin Qing stroke him.

"Little thing, no~ no~ oh~" Qin Qing tried to stop him in a weak voice, but it sounded
so pale and powerless.

When Zhang Ming penetrated Qin Qing's vagina, he gripped her waist and thrust a few times. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac,
he felt it wasn't enough, so he reached out and lifted one of Qin Qing's legs, his lower body thrusting wildly into her genitals.

Qin Qing was frightened by Zhang Ming's rough actions, but in this situation, she had no choice but to enjoy the pleasure
. At that moment, she noticed a hot
liquid Zheng Chen had ejaculated.

Zheng Chen hadn't expected it to be so quick either, but then he thought that in this situation, with such stimulation, it would be strange if it wasn't
.

Qin Qing's eyes suddenly widened in terror. She touched the liquid on her hand, wanting
to scream, but under Zhang Ming's frenzy, it all turned into a lewd moan.

Zheng Chen watched Zhang Ming wildly fuck his goddess. At this moment, he didn't feel heartache, but rather
ecstatic joy . However, Qin Qing was currently being dominated by Zhang Ming, and he wanted to have his turn too, but he didn't want
Zhang Ming to know. He wanted to have his way with Qin Qing too, he didn't know why, but he just didn't want him
to know .

Actually, Zheng Chen wanted to go over and say, "Brother, take a break, let me have a turn too," but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Zhang Ming's strong body was getting tired from this kind of holding and fucking, so he finally put Qin Qing's legs
down and then naturally sat on the table, letting Qin Qing sit on it.

By now, the drug had taken effect on Qin Qing, and she felt so good that she didn't care about shame anymore.
She pressed her hands, which were covered in Zheng Chen's semen, onto Zhang Ming's hairy thighs, crossed her long legs in black stockings, lowered her head, and let her hair
cover her face as she sat up and down, her hair on her shoulders swaying wildly. Because it was dark and there was no light, Zheng Chen naturally
couldn't see Qin Qing's seductive appearance at this moment.

Hearing the energetic dance music, Zhang Ming, whose private parts were already tight, squeezed her
legs even tighter, and finally ejaculated amidst the frenzied music!

Zheng Chen, already accustomed to the darkness, could vaguely see that Zhang Ming and Qin Qing were
still . He boldly approached them, but because Qin Qing had initially kept her legs
bent, she lost her balance when Zhang Ming's hand left her waist, her legs buckled, and she collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Ming pulled out his penis, releasing all his energy, and collapsed onto the table, then onto
the floor . His head rested against the corner of the sofa, his eyes glazed over, and he drifted off to sleep,
his pants hanging limply outside.

Zheng Chen, feeling excited, groped his way to Qin Qing's side, looking at her lying on the floor, his hand…
He hurriedly reached out to touch her silk-stockinged legs, then grabbed Qin Qing's snow-white breasts without a trace of tenderness.
In a moment of excitement, he suddenly pulled Qin Qing's legs onto his shoulders. Qin Qing clearly felt her
legs being carried on the man's shoulders. Thinking it was Zhang Ming again, Qin Qing lay on the floor reassured, turning her head to one side,
anticipating the man's entry.

However, at first, the man's penis wasn't very hard. He searched for her opening several times without
finding it . Qin Qing immediately realized that Zhang Ming had just ejaculated, so she considerately reached out and started stroking Zheng Chen. Qin Qing
didn't notice the difference between Zhang Ming and Zheng Chen's penis. When Zheng Chen's penis became hard again, she gently guided it
into her vagina.

"Oh~ um~ um, little thing, slower!" Qin Qing lay on the floor, uttering lewdly, seemingly having forgotten
Zheng Chen's presence.

Looking at Qin Qing's lewd expression and then at his own lower body, Zheng Chen could hardly believe he
had actually done it. But having done it, his feelings were indescribable. He simply realized that
even a woman so usually so dignified could be so wanton during sex.

Because Zhang Ming had just been there, Qin Qing's private parts were already wet and slippery,
making it very comfortable and effortless for Zheng Chen to enter. Even though it was going smoothly,
he could feel how tight Qin Qing's private parts were.

Zheng Chen bent down, cupped Qin Qing's cheeks in his hands, and began to kiss her.

Qin Qing initially thought Zhang Ming was also responding, but when she put her tongue into Zheng Chen's mouth,
she clearly felt something was different. She opened her eyes in surprise, first confused, then immediately startled.

Qin Qing's lower body thrashed wildly, her legs kicking erratically. She pounded on Zheng Chen's upper body with her hands,
shouting, "Let me go! Let me go! You..."

Having come this far, Zheng Chen couldn't back down anymore. If he hadn't gotten what he wanted tonight, he
might have obediently submitted to Qin Qing's taunts. But now that he had this woman and witnessed her debauchery
, he realized that the so-called goddess wasn't truly unattainable; he could have her too.

Having understood this, Zheng Chen gripped Qin Qing's hands tightly and said fiercely, "
Why didn't you tell Zhang Ming to leave when you were having an affair with him? Huh! You think I didn't know? Don't think of yourself as an innocent young woman;
you're just a fucking slut! Fuck!"

Zheng Chen pushed Qin Qing aside, ignoring her wildly swinging legs, and continued thrusting in and out.
During the quiet moment before the music changed, Zheng Chen whispered the words in Qin Qing's ear.

Upon hearing this, Qin Qing burst into tears, completely stunned. "He
knew about me and Xiao Ming a long time ago? How could he know?"

Seeing Qin Qing's stunned expression, she stopped resisting and obediently let him have his way. Zheng Chen didn't say anything more,
holding and quickly pressing his lower body down.

Qin Qing's eyes were somewhat unfocused. She thought Zhang Ming was probably not far away, and she wondered if he knew that
she had been violated by his good friend. Thinking of this, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
She felt a little lost because, although she hated this feeling, for some reason
her body was enjoying it immensely. It felt so good that she couldn't help but want to cry out, but when she thought of Zhang Ming
and her sister nearby, she clenched her teeth and silently endured it.

Zheng Chen noticed that Qin Qing was silent. In the darkness, he could sense a hint
of lust in Qin Qing's stubborn expression. He felt it was all worth it, but he didn't dare to linger too long, after all, there were
other people in this private room, so it was best to finish quickly.

Zheng Chen pressed down on Qin Qing's legs and thrust rapidly, feeling close to ejaculating. He whispered in Qin Qing's ear,
"Sister Qing, I'm going to cum!"

Under Zheng Chen's rapid thrusting, and with Zhang Ming and the others nearby, Qin Qing
finally couldn't help but cry out, "Cum, cum quickly, it feels so good!"

Hearing Qin Qing's lewd words, Zheng Chen, with almost no resistance, ejaculated into Qin Qing's vagina,
not pulling out but shooting inside.

As Zheng Chen's semen shot deep into Qin Qing's
body let out a syllable to release the pleasure after her orgasm: "Oh...!"

After resting for about two or three minutes, Zheng Chen carried Qin Qing into the bathroom in the private room and turned on the light.
At this point, Qin Qing didn't say anything more. She didn't know if it was because Zheng Chen had satisfied her or because she was afraid
Zhang Ming would discover her affair. When Zheng Chen stripped her naked and made her turn her back and stick her buttocks up
, Qin Qing complied almost without resistance.

Although she wasn't really willing to completely obey Zheng Chen, when she considered that there were
two other people lying outside, she obediently held onto the toilet with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, bent over, and let
Zheng Chen put his big buttocks inside her.

After a short while, Zheng Chen took out his prepared phone and recorded the whole process.
A little while later, he picked up the phone again and took
special photos of Qin Qing's white buttocks and his penis inside her vagina. After doing this, Zheng Chen reluctantly pulled out his limp penis, patted Qin Qing's
white buttocks, and said, "Hurry up and put your clothes on, or Zhang Ming and the others will find out!"

Seeing Zheng Chen fiddling with his phone, Qin Qing instinctively felt something was wrong, but she didn't have the energy to say anything
, especially when she heard the name Zhang Ming; her heart ached terribly.

Looking at Qin Qing, who was covering her mouth and sobbing, so pitifully beautiful, Zheng Chen made up his mind. He
absolutely couldn't let this woman escape his grasp, he absolutely couldn't!

Chapter 1: Peeping at the Sister

Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were childhood friends, what we often call childhood sweethearts.
They studied together throughout elementary, middle, and high school.

Because they had lived in the same neighborhood since childhood, they often visited each other, and it was common for them
to drop by occasionally. For Zhang Ming, being able to stay at Qin Mengmeng's house
every day and not want to leave was the happiest thing. Of course, this was not just because of his beautiful and
lovely childhood sweetheart Qin Mengmeng, but also because of Qin Mengmeng's older sister, Qin Qing.

When Zhang Ming was very young, he was often bullied by the neighborhood kids, but Qin Qing always stood up
for him. This left a deep impression on young Zhang Ming, even creating
a vague sense of dependence.

From a very young age, Zhang Ming and Qin Qing would follow each other around like shadows, playing house
and such. However, later, due to school, Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing much less.

Zhang Ming vaguely remembered that when he was in junior high school, Qin Qing was already in university. Because she attended
a prestigious university in another province, seeing this older sister he admired was extremely difficult, as she
rarely came home. She only returned twice in two years.

Zhang Ming clearly remembered that during the summer vacation of his second year of junior high, when Qin Qing returned home, he almost didn't
recognize her. Not for any other reason, but because Qin Qing was a sophomore in university, and influenced by those around her,
her clothing and appearance had changed, gradually adopting a more feminine demeanor, which was devastating to Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming remembered the day he learned Qin Qing was back and made a special trip to visit Qin Mengmeng's house. As soon as he entered, he saw
a beautiful woman with straight, black hair chatting and laughing with Qin Mengmeng.

Zhang Ming remembered that Qin Qing's long hair was naturally straight, styled with simple bangs, and her oval face, coupled with
her gentle smile, exuded a warmth that Zhang Ming had always lacked.

Qin Qing was chatting happily with her younger sister when Zhang Ming came in. She excitedly rushed over and patted his
head, saying, "Little one, haven't seen you in a year! You've grown so much!"

Looking at Qin Qing's changes, Zhang Ming realized his sister had truly matured. He childishly
sniffed her natural fragrance and said, "Sister Qing, you never come back! I thought you didn't want us anymore!"

The three hadn't seen each other for a year, and naturally, they had endless things to talk about. When Qin Qing led Zhang Ming back to the inner room to get
the clothes she'd bought for him and helped him put them on, their bodies touched. Zhang Ming touched Qin Qing
's smooth skin, and as he reached for his clothes, he accidentally brushed against her breasts. His little guy, for no reason,
became hard.

When Qin Qing finished dressing Zhang Ming and looked at him with satisfaction, she noticed
a large tent had been pitched in his pants.

Zhang Ming didn't know how he got through that awkward moment. He only remembered that from then on,
Qin Qing never treated him like a little kid again, only like a boy.

Of course, this embarrassing incident remained deeply etched in Zhang Ming's mind, and it wasn't until much later that he
could stand comfortably in front of Qin Qing without feeling awkward.

It was precisely because of this mix of joy and shame that Zhang Ming felt something different about Qin Qing.

This was mainly because Zhang Ming's parents divorced when he was very young, and he
lived with his father. Therefore, this young boy lacked maternal love from a young age, leading to what is commonly known as an Oedipus
complex. The most direct manifestation of this Oedipus complex was Zhang Ming's deep infatuation with Qin Qing,
or rather, his unrequited love for her, during his second year of junior

high school. Now, Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were in the final stages of preparing for their college entrance exams, while Qin Qing had
graduated two years prior and married her college sweetheart in her first year after graduation.

Because Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were making their final push for the college entrance exams—with only three
months —they decided to move out of the dormitory and live at home.

This gave them time to study in the evenings, and since they lived in the same neighborhood,
Zhang Ming often went to Qin Mengmeng's place to study.

Under the guise of preparing for university entrance exams, Zhang Ming openly studied in Qin Mengmeng's room several times.
Qin Qing was initially a little worried, as her younger sister was growing up and understood many things. However, each time she
appeared , the two of them diligently studied, so after a few times, she put her worries aside and encouraged them
to study hard.

But would things really go as she imagined?

One day, Zhang Ming, as usual, packed some study materials, slung his bag over his shoulder, and quietly rang the doorbell.

"Work is never-ending. Come home after you finish this order; I'll be waiting for you." The person who opened the door
was Qin Qing, whom Zhang Ming had been longing for. Qin

Qing was holding a cell phone in one hand, talking on the phone, her tone indifferent. As she opened the door, seeing Zhang Ming, she
pointed to Qin Mengmeng's room, indicating that Qin Mengmeng was already inside waiting for him to study together. Then she
continued talking on the phone.

Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing at home, dressed in ordinary white shorts, revealing her long, slender, fair legs. She
wore open-toed slippers, her delicate, rosy feet exuding
the charm of a mature woman. She wore a loose-fitting short-sleeved top.

In the instant Qin Qing turned around, Zhang Ming caught a glimpse of her pink bra through the loose cuffs of her sleeve, and
his face instantly burned.

However, he dared not stare, so he lowered his head to change his shoes, but his eyes lingered on Qin Qing,
afraid she would discover his thoughts. He instead looked at
Qin Qing's cat, which was lying on the floor in the corner of the living room, licking its paws, seemingly mocking Zhang Ming's timidity.

Although Zhang Ming dared not look directly at Qin Qing, he listened intently to her conversation.

Zhang Ming knew that the person on the other end of the phone was her husband, Li Hao, who was now a small business owner,
having inherited his parents' business, and was two years older than Qin Qing.

Speaking of Li Hao, he had subtly gleaned some information about Qin Qing and Li Hao through casual conversation with Qin Mengmeng. He
learned that Li Hao was originally Qin Qing's senior, the student council president,
while was a member of the school's arts department and a campus beauty. After four
years of Li Hao's persistent pursuit, they finally got together during Qin Qing's senior year.

Qin Mengmeng told him that not long after they got together, her sister moved out with Li Hao.

Zhang Ming had initially held onto a sliver of hope, but upon hearing the news of Qin Qing moving out with Li Hao, he felt
as if he had received a devastating blow, his heart shattered.

And that wasn't all; what hurt him most was that when Li Hao's family and career were in dire straits, penniless and powerless,
Qin Qing still married him without hesitation. At that time, Qin Qing was only twenty-three years old and had only been working
for a year .

Zhang Ming also knew that Li Hao's parents originally ran a leather shoe factory, but due to cash flow problems, the factory almost went bankrupt.
The business went bankrupt, and right then, their planned wedding was canceled due to Li Hao's unilateral
reasons . In the end, they could only invite some relatives and friends for a simple meal, which served as their wedding banquet
.

Qin Qing's parents, who originally lived with her, saw that Li Hao didn't even have a wedding house,
so they renovated their apartment, where they had lived for decades, to use as their wedding home, while they themselves moved to
their hometown.

This shows how much Qin Qing's parents doted on her. Qin Qing was vehemently opposed to this when she found out
.

But her parents said that her workplace provided housing, so it didn't matter; the important thing was that they trusted their
daughter 's judgment, saying that if Li Hao's business continued to improve, they could buy them a better house.

In the end, although Qin Qing strongly disagreed, she couldn't persuade her parents and had to give in to their wishes.
However, she insisted that Li Hao's family contribute some money to the renovation costs, otherwise, it wouldn't look good if word
got out.

In Qin Qing's eyes, nothing else mattered; as long as they were happy together, that was enough. Therefore,
when Li Hao suggested at least taking wedding photos, Qin Qing smiled and refused, saying, "We can take them when we
officially !"

Because of this, Li Hao always felt indebted to Qin Qing. Thus, for over a year after their marriage
, he focused on building his career, trying to give Qin Qing a bright future. As for
the conversation Qin Qing had just had, she simply hoped Li Hao could come home sooner and spend more time with her. She said a career is never-ending and there's no need to rush
.

But for a man who couldn't even afford a house for his wedding and whose wife had to contribute financially, his career
was paramount, especially for someone as proud as Li Hao.

Therefore, no matter how much Qin Qing urged him, Li Hao always prioritized his career, working hard to
earn money . However, this was clearly not what Qin Qing wanted.

When Zhang Ming learned of this, he felt sorry for Qin Qing, ultimately concluding that perhaps
Qin Qing truly loved Li Hao.

During that time, Zhang Ming would count the days on his fingers, sometimes thinking, with a mixture of incomprehension and heartache,
"Qing-jie actually married that man! Damn it, that guy got off so easy, he's been taking advantage of Qing-
jie for over two years!"

When Zhang Ming thought of this, he couldn't help but recall certain things: Qin
Qing's gentle smile, her caring older sister-like demeanor, and of course, her signature long legs and pert buttocks.

Whenever Zhang Ming thought of his long-time crush, Qing-jie, with her pert buttocks being used by another man,
he felt a pang of heartache.

However, Zhang Ming was, after all, an eighteen-year-old adult. While not quite a grown man, he was at least a young man
. Therefore, even knowing about this, he simply accepted it. The only thing this event
stirred was that his thoughts began to wander. Many things he hadn't dared to think about or do before were now
swirling in his mind.

For example, something he hadn't dared to do before, he now eagerly anticipated: he knew Qin Qing had a
habit of bathing twice a day, morning and evening. He hadn't had a chance to spy on Qin Qing that morning because he couldn't stay there,
but he did have the opportunity that night.

Because of this, he always studied in Qin Mengmeng's room until after 11 PM.

Qin Qing would go to sleep around 11 PM; she had a very good sleep schedule.

Since Zhang Ming discovered this, he was always distracted after 10 PM,
which Qin Mengmeng often scolded him for. Zhang Ming always made excuses, saying he was studying too much and couldn't remember.

For example, he used to be too afraid to do anything disrespectful to Qin Qing, but after being influenced by Japanese adult films
, he now had a strong urge to steal Qin Qing's clothes, especially underwear and stockings, to fantasize about.
However, he hadn't dared to do this during the two weeks he was studying with Qin Mengmeng.

He was afraid Qin Qing would find out; after all, there was a huge gap between imagination and practice. Not to mention this, he hadn't
even managed to peep on her while she showered.

Perhaps Li Hao's words had been too much of a shock to him; he kept telling himself, "Others can have sex with her, I
'll just look, it's no big deal."

Driven by this same thought, Zhang Ming's lust grew.

He knocked on Qin Mengmeng's door and entered after receiving permission.

Qin Mengmeng, dressed in sportswear, was hunched over her desk doing homework. Without looking up, she said, "I feel like you've been
a little off lately. Don't forget our promise, we'll both take the entrance exam for XX University!"

Zhang Ming was taking his study materials out of his bag. Hearing Qin Mengmeng's words, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe it's
because the first exam is coming up, I'm a little nervous. It's okay, keep studying!"

Qin Mengmeng glanced at Zhang Ming, bit her lip angrily, sighed, and continued studying.

Actually, Qin Mengmeng was quite a beauty. In school, she was known as the school beauty,
and boys from other classes often used excuses to sneak into their classroom to peek at her. As for love letters, Qin Mengmeng
had received countless and thrown away just as many.

This girl was focused on her studies, and with Zhang Ming constantly clinging to her, other
boys didn't have much of a chance to make a move.

However, Qin Mengmeng, whom others considered a treasure, seemed to have no effect on Zhang Ming.

Perhaps it was because they grew up together, or perhaps it was due to Zhang Ming's Oedipus complex—he preferred older women and
thought of her as his sister—that he often overlooked the wonderful
girl beside him.

This might be a cruel twist of fate, but hopefully it won't turn into a tragedy. Qin Mengmeng
harbored a faint desire to rely on Zhang Ming, but he never confessed, so she, as
a girl , naturally kept it to herself.

Both Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were excellent students in their class.
When , he often used a lot of practice problems to temper his bold and wild ideas. Because of this
, their time passed quickly, and their study sessions were very quiet.

Before he knew it, it was ten o'clock again. At this time, Zhang Ming could no longer concentrate on his studies. His mind was constantly
thinking, "I have to keep watching my sister take a shower, I absolutely have to!"

During this time, Zhang Ming left his room several times to drink water and go to the bathroom, always wanting to catch a glimpse of Qin Qing, but she
had already retreated to her room and was doing something else.

Besides disappointment, Zhang Ming was even more eager for time to pass quickly; he was determined to peek at her that night.

Sure enough, not long after, Qin Qing knocked on the door and came in, saying, "It's almost time. You guys can study a little longer,
and then study again tomorrow!"

Zhang Ming was incredibly excited, but he said aloud, "Sister Qing, the mock exam is coming
up soon, I can't slack off!" "Alright, studying is important, but rest is important too. You need to balance work and rest. I didn't study as hard as you guys

when I was preparing for university entrance exams , but look at me, I still made it!" Qin Qing said. Qin Mengmeng chimed in, "Sister, stop bragging here. Go take a shower and go to bed! We know , it'll be over soon!" Zhang Ming wanted to stay with . Qin Qing smiled, said nothing, grabbed her change of clothes, and went to take a shower. When Qin Qing closed the door and went into the bathroom to shower, Zhang Ming's heart started pounding. He calculated the time; Qin Qing had probably been showering for over ten minutes. Knowing her showering habits, she would shower for at least forty minutes. He felt he could finally act. "I'm going to the toilet!" Zhang Ming said. Qin Mengmeng said, "I've never seen your bladder so useless before! How come you're going to the toilet twice an hour now? Hurry up and go!" Zhang Ming gave her a disdainful look and said, "Going to the toilet more often is good for your health, what do you know, little brat!" Qin Mengmeng shook her head and snorted, "Go on! Why are you talking so much!" With Qin Mengmeng's simple mind, she would never imagine that Zhang Ming wasn't going to the toilet at all, but rather to spy on her sister showering. Zhang Ming left the room and closed the door. Then, calming his breathing, he took off his slippers, tiptoed, and stealthily left the bathroom where Qin Qing was showering. Most suites have two bathrooms, one in the master bedroom and one outside, except the one in doesn't have a bathtub. Qin Qing, who likes to take baths, naturally uses the outside bathroom, while Zhang Ming's suggestion of using the toilet refers to the one in the master bedroom. Zhang Ming cautiously approached the bathroom, his heart rate unconsciously quickening. As he neared the door, he heard Qin Qing playing soft music on her phone. Qin Qing believed that helped her relax and ensured a better bathing experience. Qin Qing, of course, had no idea that the music she played to make herself more relaxed was, in effect, an extra layer of protection for Zhang Ming. Even with his utmost care, the slightest sound of his footsteps on the wooden floor was unmistakable; if it were too quiet, he wouldn't dare move an inch. He dreaded the consequences if this were exposed; the embarrassing incident in his second year of junior high had already tormented him for a long time, and he certainly couldn't let it repeat itself. Zhang Ming finally arrived at the bathroom door. He stared wide-eyed, trying to get a clear look at the goddess inside the glass door, but to his disappointment, the bathroom door was frosted glass. If someone pressed their face against the glass, they could see clearly. However, if someone moved away from the door, they wouldn't be able to see anything. Zhang Ming naturally didn't dare press his face against , because that would alert Qin Qing inside. "How could I be so stupid? Why didn't I think of this effect before? I just wanted to see Qing-jie's face, even a blurry outline would be fine!" Zhang Ming had seen the glass before, but he hadn't studied it much. He thought that even if he couldn't see the person clearly, there should be a blurry outline, but now there was no one there. Inside the bathroom, Qin Qing was happily humming along to soft music. Perhaps Li Hao had given her time to come back, or perhaps something happy had happened. She lay in the bathtub, cleaning her smooth skin with foam. She would never have imagined that someone outside was trying to spy on her. "What should I do? Do I have to give up again tonight?" Zhang Ming thought unwillingly. However, the song of his goddess kept playing in his ears. Thinking of how his goddess had been taken by another man first, his hormones surged, and he made a bold move. Zhang Ming slowly walked to the other side of the door, hugging the wall, and cautiously reached out to gently push the doorknob, praying silently, "Please don't lock it!" Perhaps his prayers worked, or perhaps there was no one in the house to guard against him, but the bathroom door was indeed unlocked. The moment the door moved slightly, Zhang Ming's heart leaped into his throat. "Just a little more, just a little more!" At that moment, Zhang Ming mustered the composure he usually displayed when participating in math competitions and other contests. He tried to remain calm, and only stopped when the bathroom door was about a centimeter away. Zhang Ming cautiously tried to press his eye against the crack in the door, but dared not stick his whole head out. Then he remembered his phone. He took it out, switched to camera mode, and pointed the camera at the crack in the door. He stared excitedly at his phone screen, but all he saw was a white sheet surrounding the bathtub. Disappointed, yet emboldened , he widened the gap in the door by about three centimeters, allowing him a clear view of the entire bathroom. The bathroom was filled with smoke, but a pleasant fragrance wafted through the air, accompanied by soft, soothing music. Zhang Ming's eyes were fixed on the white sheet, where he saw a figure. Qin Qing wore a headband, her neck level with the bathtub, obscuring even her chest. However, since Qin Qing was almost entirely submerged, her long legs were visible. Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing's snow-white legs, the lower part protruding beyond the white sheet.

Her upper body was free of any excess fat, and her calves formed a beautiful arc. Zhang Ming's blood boiled at the sight. He noticed
foam still clinging to her calves and felt an urge to rush over and lick it clean.

When this thought crossed his mind, he was startled, but on the other hand,
he felt a surge of excitement.

Zhang Ming looked at Qin Qing's jade-like feet, estimating them to be around size 34. Her feet had a plump
feel, but definitely not the feeling of fat. At that moment, her left foot playfully rubbed against her right, and this simple action
gave Zhang Ming the urge to rush over and hold those feet in his arms. Because in that movement, he saw
the beautiful arc formed between her ankles and toes—it was truly incomprehensible.

Furthermore, Qin Qing's skin was naturally fair, and these white jade-like feet, with their healthy complexion and rosy hue
, were truly perfect.

Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and swallowed his saliva. He suddenly dared not watch any longer
, realizing that if he did, he might do something inappropriate.

He carefully closed the bathroom door and went to the living room. His face was burning
hot thankfully, his heart wasn't beating as fast as it used to be.

Picking up his phone, he discovered it had been recording. Slightly satisfied, he headed to the bathroom in
the master to hide for a while. He

had no choice; setting up that tent down there was too much trouble. Once he felt better,

Zhang Ming returned to Qin Mengmeng's room.

"Why did you take so long? Did you fall into the latrine?" Qin Mengmeng checked the time;
about .

Actually, Zhang Ming's spying time was very short; it was just that his recovery time was a bit long.

"I almost fell in! Let's stop here for tonight; I'm going to study now!" Zhang Ming wanted to go home early
because he wanted to relive the scene.

After saying goodbye to Qin Mengmeng, the first thing Zhang Ming did upon returning home was to lock the bedroom door, then lock the windows and doors, take out
his phone, lay out tissues, and pull down his pants.

While watching the video he'd recorded on his phone, he indulged in a masturbation session.

As the white fluid gushed out, Zhang Ming regretted it, thinking, "Damn it, what am I doing
?"

However, he couldn't sleep that night because every time he closed his eyes, he saw Qin Qing's long, white legs. So
he took out his phone and watched the video again, masturbating once more.

This time, however, he didn't feel any regret. He was more focused on finding
a way ; simply spying wasn't enough to satisfy his lust.

After that night of spying, Zhang Ming didn't dare go to Qin Mengmeng's house for a few days, feeling guilty.

Until one day, Zhang Ming reappeared, because Qin Qing had bumped into him downstairs in the apartment complex.

"Little one, why haven't you been coming to study these past few days? Are you slacking off?" Qin Qing works for a
listed company, but she's in the regional branch of the head office, and her position is
financial accountant.

Qin Qing, still in her work clothes after work, hadn't had time to change.

Zhang Ming saw her wearing a dark women's suit skirt, her legs—the ones he'd been dreaming of—
wearing black stockings and black high heels.

A small black bag slung across her waist, she swayed her hips as she walked towards him.

"Sister Qing, you're relaxed now, unlike us. The city's first mock exam starts next Friday, and I'm so
nervous!" Zhang Ming made up an excuse.

"Little one, I told you to balance work and rest, right? How about this, your sister here has the next two days off.
I'll take you two little devils to our old fishing spot to relax and go fishing, okay?" Qin Qing
had always played the role of an older sister to Zhang Ming; it was an impression formed since childhood, and she had never changed.

Actually, what happened in the second year of junior high brought Zhang Ming more embarrassment than anything else. But for Qin Qing, it was more like this:
"The little guy who used to follow me around is finally growing up!"

With this thought in mind, she became more mindful of her image as the older sister and stopped
acting so disrespectfully. However, the nickname they used to use for each other hadn't changed. Back then, Zhang Ming wasn't as tall as he
is now around 1.8 meters, so Qin Qing always called him "little thing.

" Qin Qing's thinking was simple, but Zhang Ming at that age didn't see it that way.

Perhaps this is what they mean by misunderstandings arising unintentionally.

Actually, Qin Qing wanted to go to the base not only to give the two girls a break but also to visit her parents,
as the two sisters hadn't seen them for several months.

Zhang Ming was overjoyed to hear that Qin Qing was taking them fishing. He remembered when they were little, Qin Qing would take
them fishing. At that time, Qin Qing was already a teenager but a skilled fisherwoman, while the two of them were only
around ten years old and didn't know anything about fishing, only causing trouble. Fishing was one of Zhang Ming's fondest memories with the Qin sisters
.

"Qing-jie, is that reservoir still there?" Zhang Ming asked doubtfully. He checked the time; tomorrow was
Saturday , and he had the day off.

"Of course it is! A while ago, when you were still in school, I even went fishing with your brother Hao
! How about it, bookworm, want to go?" Qin Qing blushed slightly as she mentioned the reservoir
.

Qin Qing naturally had no idea that the name Li Hao was Zhang Ming's sore spot. Hearing that Qin Qing had taken that
man to their childhood "base" made Zhang Ming feel extremely uncomfortable. Furthermore,
given Zhang Ming's current sexual experience, he certainly wouldn't think anything else from the blush on Qin Qing's face.

If someone with more experience heard Qin Qing say this and had that expression, they would definitely think:
"Did they have a wild time there?"

Fortunately, Zhang Ming didn't realize it, otherwise, with his narrow-mindedness, he would probably be even more upset. But anyway,
Zhang Ming happily said, "Okay, okay! Remember to call me tomorrow!"

"Of course, little thing. By the way, why aren't you eating at home? What are you doing out?" Qin Qing asked.

"My grandma's sick, and my dad went to see her. I have to go out for takeout tonight!" Zhang Ming
said, sounding aggrieved.

"Is grandma sick? Is it serious?" Qin Qing asked with concern.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "My dad said it's inevitable for old people to have problems, it's just high blood pressure, nothing serious!"

"Then come to my place for dinner tonight! Let's go!" Qin Qing was relieved to hear that Zhang Ming's grandmother was alright
. She knew that Zhang Ming's parents divorced when he was young, and he lacked love from others since childhood. Because of this, she
was more protective of Zhang Ming. Otherwise, given Qin Qing's seemingly gentle but actually proud nature, she
wouldn't be so kind to others. However, such people don't have many friends, at least not at the company. Although Qin Qing was
appreciated by her superiors, she wasn't popular with her female colleagues, and her male colleagues didn't dare to approach her. Of course, Qin
Qing's beautiful appearance was one reason, but her lack of ability to flatter others was also a major
factor .

However, this kind of personality has its good and bad sides. For example, if someone is a friend she considers a friend, she
will treat them very well. Undoubtedly, Zhang Ming was a lucky guy.

Qin Qing led Zhang Ming into her building. Upon reaching the elevator, Zhang Ming, seeing the
long waiting, said, "Sister Qing, this elevator has been acting up lately. Let's not take
it!"

The elevator in Qin Qing's building had been broken for a while and no one had come to fix it. It would suddenly stop
, and the security camera inside was also out of order. That's why Zhang Ming said that.

"Hey, we live on the 17th floor! Do you expect me to walk up?" Qin Qing put her hands on her hips,
glaring at Zhang Ming as if feigning anger, and joked.

Qin Qing's building had 25 floors, and at this time of day, during rush hour, the elevator was
quite crowded. Zhang Ming's reluctance to take the elevator was partly due to the malfunction, but also because he had seen
a guy.

He was a man about 1.85 meters tall, around 25 or 26 years old, with dyed blond hair and
a roguish air about him.

He was currently embracing a voluptuous woman, occasionally telling her jokes that made her
laugh.

The neighborhood Zhang Ming lived in was just an ordinary one, so there were all sorts of oddballs around.
He considered that kind of man dangerous, and out of a protective instinct, he naturally didn't want his beloved sister to ride in
the same elevator with him.

However, it seemed Zhang Ming's worries were unnecessary. He discovered the man lived on the top floor, and
during , he was preoccupied with making the woman happy and seemed not to notice Qin Qing.

But when Qin Qing and Zhang Ming stepped out of the elevator, the blond-haired man did look up,
albeit casually.

"See? I told you it would be alright!" Qin Qing said smugly, pulling her keys from her bag.

Often, a beautiful woman might seem arrogant and unapproachable to outsiders,
but those close to her will reveal a natural and innocent side.
This was the case with Qin Qing and Zhang Ming.

Qin Qing opened the door and went inside. Zhang Ming deliberately lagged behind, doing this so that
when Qin Qing changed her shoes at the door, he could get a close look at her stockinged feet again.

Sure enough, Qin Qing didn't casually toss her shoes off like a man. She first took out her usual
slippers from the shoe rack, but since her slippers were at the bottom, she had to bend over slightly.

Since Qin Qing was already wearing a skirt suit, bending over
revealed a beautiful outline of her buttocks due to the tight fit.

Zhang Ming had noticed this long ago. When he saw Qin Qing bending over and seeing her pert buttocks,
he really wanted to imitate the scenes in Japanese adult films, simply ripping off her skirt and grabbing her waist for sex. Of course, he could only dream about
it . So, under these circumstances, he could only peek under her skirt, hoping to see
her secret garden. However, this process only lasted a few seconds. Before he could make any move, Qin Qing had already
changed her shoes and placed them on the floor.

She elegantly took one foot out of her high heel and put on the slipper, then gently
shook her other foot to remove the high heel as well. In just a moment, Qin Qing had changed her shoes.

Just then, the little black cat suddenly darted out from the corner of the living room. Qin Qing naturally caught it and affectionately said,
"Little darling, did you miss Mommy? I'll make you something delicious later!"

Qin Qing loves animals, especially cats. She even kept a rabbit in college, but
later chose to keep a cat because she thinks cats are very intelligent and gentle, and their eyes have a special
beauty, seemingly possessing endless charm.

Qin Qing, holding the little black cat, turned to Zhang Ming and said, "Mengmeng should be in her room. Go play with her. I'll change
my clothes first, then I'll cook. Okay?"

Zhang Ming obediently agreed, quickly changed his shoes, and headed towards Qin Mengmeng's room.

Qin Qing, carrying the little black cat, entered the room and tried to hook the door with her foot to change, but it seemed her foot
wasn't strong enough, and the door didn't close properly.

Zhang Ming was about to push open Qin Mengmeng's room, but seeing that Qin Qing's room wasn't locked, his mind
started racing. Because Qin Qing's master bedroom and Qin Mengmeng's room were separated by only one door, Zhang Ming
wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

Having learned from his previous experience, Zhang Ming wasn't too nervous, but he was still very excited.

He habitually took out his phone, switched to camera mode, and then stood on tiptoe, craning his neck to peek inside.

At first, Zhang Ming only saw the black cat curled up on the bed, its sapphire blue eyes
looking at him, making him feel a little flustered.

Although Zhang Ming didn't see the figure of his goddess,
he heard the wardrobe opening and the sound of it clattering.

This time, unlike last time when there was a cloth separating them, he dared to push the door open a little more, but this time the gap was still
three or four centimeters. Zhang Ming couldn't help but marvel at how well the lock was designed; with a slight bounce, it was exactly three or four
centimeters.

Then he saw Qin Qing place a set of casual home clothes on the bed, and then Zhang Ming saw
a scene that excited him.

Qin Qing first took off her suit jacket, revealing a white shirt underneath, her fair skin
faintly visible . She carefully hung the jacket up on a hanger before putting on her skirt suit.

The skirt suit had a zipper at the waist; Zhang Ming only heard a "zip" sound as the
skirt, which had been tightly wrapped around Qin Qing's body, fell to the ground with a whoosh.

What caught Zhang Ming's eye was Qin Qing's stockings and the rounded buttocks he had long fantasized about: "She's wearing pantyhose!"

Zhang Ming's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, but he stared wide-eyed.

Next, he saw Qin Qing extend a thumb from each hand, hooking the sides of the pantyhose and gently pushing them down.
When

she reached her thighs, she sat on the bed. This movement nearly scared Zhang Ming to death, because Qin Qing had previously changed clothes with her back to him, but now,
sitting on the bed, she was facing him at an angle
. If she turned her head, their eyes would meet,

and Zhang Ming would be in trouble. Although Zhang Ming wanted to
watch , he pulled his head

back. After a few seconds, Qin Qing had taken off the black stockings. But when Zhang Ming turned back, he
saw Qin Qing taking off her white shirt, still sitting on the bed. Zhang Ming didn't dare stare,
only glancing briefly before looking away.

One moment Qin Qing was unbuttoning her shirt, the next, she was only wearing underwear.

She wore a pinkish-white bra, not a sexy style, but rather a clean-looking one,
and pinkish-white panties. Zhang Ming only glanced at her, assuming Qin Qing was about to take off her bra, and he
mentally .

However, Qin Qing casually picked up the casual clothes that had been placed by the bed, first putting on her outer garment, then
quickly putting on her pants.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming knew he should leave. Although he was disappointed that he hadn't seen the most mysterious
thing , he was still very satisfied.

When he gently pushed open the door next to him, he found Qin Mengmeng sleeping under a small blanket.

If any boy in her school had seen this, they probably would have pounced on her, but Zhang Ming
sat dumbly at his desk, grabbing a book.

Not long after, Qin Qing appeared, knocking on the door and saying, "You two little ones, aren't you starving?"

Chapter Two: An Indescribable Feeling

Zhang Ming turned his head and saw Qin Qing elegantly
and . He thought every movement of Qin Qing was graceful.

Zhang Ming replied, "That lazybones Mengmeng, how would she know she's hungry!"

Just then, Qin Mengmeng woke up too: "Zhang Ming, how dare you call me a lazybones, hmph, you bad guy!" She
threw her pillow down.

Watching the two playfully bickering, Qin Qing smiled slightly and went to cook.

Qin Qing was not only very beautiful, but also remarkably good at cooking,
a skill honed over four years of university.

Zhang Ming, feigning extreme hunger, offered to help Qin Qing cook, but she immediately kicked him out of the kitchen.

Standing at the kitchen door, Zhang Ming secretly watched Qin Qing's busy back, a warm feeling washing over him. But when
he saw her buttocks encased in her casual shorts, a hint of arousal stirred within him.

Qin Qing's cooking was indeed excellent; Zhang Ming ate two large bowls, making Qin Qing extremely happy, while Qin Mengmeng
teased him relentlessly—a friendly joke, of course.

After dinner, Qin Mengmeng usually washed the dishes, while Qin Qing would make a phone call to Li Hao, and in her
spare she would read some books. As for surfing the internet, Qin Qing didn't particularly enjoy it.

Qin Mengmeng went to clear the dishes, and Zhang Ming, a grown man, naturally wouldn't stay in the kitchen. He saw Qin Qing
taking out a book and leaning against the sofa to read, and wondered how to strike up a conversation with his goddess.

Just then, Qin Qing's mischievous little black cat ran from a corner to the sofa and
rubbed against Qin Qing's legs, making it impossible for her to concentrate on her reading. So she started playing with the kitten.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming cleverly went over, squatted down next to the sofa, and stroked the kitten's fur, saying,
"Sister Qing, this little black cat is so cute, it feels so good to touch!"

Hearing Zhang Ming say her little darling was cute, Qin Qing was happy and proud, saying, "Of course, it depends on who owns it
!"

The kitten playfully stuck out a little tongue and licked Qin Qing's toes, making her a little ticklish.
Zhang Ming looked at the kitten licking Qin Qing's snow-white toes, and his heart fluttered, his breathing becoming rapid
.

Zhang Ming thought Qin Qing's toes were like white jade, flawless and plump, all five toes the same size,
very pleasing to the eye.

To cover his embarrassment, Zhang Ming pretended to play with the kitten, trying to pet it.
The little black cat cleverly darted from Qin Qing's calf to her body. Zhang Ming reacted quickly,
grabbing the kitten by the neck and lifting it up.

Before Zhang Ming could feel smug, Qin Qing panicked, quickly telling him to stop, then hugged the kitten
to her arms and talked to him about cats. Zhang Ming pretended to be a child who had done something wrong,
listening attentively, while simultaneously feigning indifference, he moved closer to Qin Qing, extending a little finger
to tease the kitten.

Meanwhile, his other hand cautiously approached Qin Qing's feet, which were resting on the sofa. When Zhang Ming's
hand touched Qin Qing's instep, his first sensation was like an electric shock. He thought to himself, "So smooth!"

While continuing to play with the kitten, Zhang Ming inhaled Qin Qing's fragrance. Watching Qin Qing's
happy smile as she played with the little black cat, his possessiveness grew. His other hand became bolder. He
subtly flipped his hand over, seemingly casually placing it on Qin Qing's delicate foot. Taking advantage of a lull in the cat
play, he quietly stroked it a few times before naturally reaching out to grab the kitten's paws, teasing Qin Qing.

At this moment, Zhang Ming was extremely excited, especially seeing Qin Qing's smiling face and constant laughter.
The thrill he felt was incredibly satisfying.

The little black cat seemed unhappy with Zhang Ming holding it; it broke free and ran into Qin Qing's arms. Seeing the
kitten run away, Zhang Ming instinctively reached out to grab it.

But by then, the little black cat was already in Qin Qing's arms, and Zhang Ming's reckless action accidentally
touched Qin Qing's full breasts.

Zhang Ming truly felt the softness of Qin Qing's breasts, and when he looked at Qin Qing's expression,
he didn't notice anything unusual, which secretly pleased him.

Thus, using the little black cat as cover, Zhang Ming seemingly innocently and unintentionally took advantage of her.

When the little black cat mischievously ran back to the corner, Zhang Ming could still clearly feel his heart pounding.
And a little damp pair of underwear. His face betrayed his disappointment; he thought how wonderful it would be to play with the little
kitten forever.

"I didn't realize, little thing, you like animals so much?" Qin Qing
asked Zhang Ming with interest as the black kitten left.

Zhang Ming chuckled awkwardly; he couldn't reveal his true intentions, so he made up some excuses
.

Just then, Qin Mengmeng finished washing the dishes and was getting ready to take a shower. Zhang
Ming , feeling satisfied after taking advantage of her, prepared to leave.

"Sister Qing, it's a deal then, we'll go to the base tomorrow!" Zhang Ming said expectantly.

"Okay, you go back first today, I need to find my fishing gear again!" Qin Qing said,
getting up and heading towards her bedroom.

"Sister Qing, you're not going to leave your fishing gear in the bedroom, are you?" Zhang Ming asked, grabbing his books to go back.

"Idiot, do you think I'm like you! I just bought a new fishing gear and haven't used it yet. If I had, why would I leave it
in the bedroom!" Qin Qing said.

Zhang Ming chuckled awkwardly and said nothing more. Meanwhile, Qin Mengmeng had already gone into the bathroom to shower.

Zhang Ming entered Qin Mengmeng's bedroom and saw her clothes. He casually glanced
at them , but then, inexplicably, he picked up a piece of clothing and smelled it.

"Damn it, what's wrong with me? She's Mengmeng!" In Zhang Ming's mind, Qin Mengmeng had always been a
little sister figure. He had never had any lustful thoughts towards her. But tonight, perhaps because of
his earlier advances towards Qin Qing, he had done something like this.

However, after doing this, Zhang Ming inexplicably thought of Qin Mengmeng's innocent smile, and finally
felt like he had committed a crime. He dared not let his thoughts linger and picked up his book to go back.

But just then, Zhang Ming heard Qin Qing's anxious voice: "Little thing, come here quickly!" Hearing

Qin Qing's anxious voice, Zhang Ming thought something had happened and rushed to Qin Qing's bedroom.

But when he entered the bedroom, he found Qin Qing stuck in a rather strange position in the gap of the wardrobe
.

Qin Qing's wardrobe was fixed to the wall, with about five centimeters of
space at each end. Somehow, Qin Qing had gotten her hand stuck in one of those gaps.

Her delicate face was pressed against the cold wall, her eyes fixed anxiously on the wardrobe gap. She
seemed to be searching for something, but her right hand was trapped in the gap. Qin Qing
stood with her long legs straight, her fair calves exposed beneath her shorts taut. She wore pink slippers
and remained motionless, seemingly uncomfortable.

"Qing-jie, what's wrong!" Zhang Ming rushed to Qin Qing, asking anxiously.

"My fishing gear fell into the gap! I tried to get it out, but my hand is stuck!"
It turned out that Qin Qing had placed
the entire bag of fishing gear on top of the wardrobe, but somehow, she had accidentally dropped it into the gap.

At first, she reached in without thinking, but unexpectedly, she couldn't get her hand out
.

Remembering that Zhang Ming shouldn't have left, Qin Qing called him over for help.

"Don't worry, let me check!" Zhang Ming was nervous, but he calmed himself and
checked the situation.

He realized that pulling it out forcefully wouldn't work, as the space was too limited for his hand to fit in. Forcing
it might also hurt Qin Qing's hand, and he didn't know where it was stuck.

Zhang Ming tentatively asked, "Sister Qing, can you move your hand now?"

"I can't!" Qin Qing said with difficulty.

Hearing this, Zhang Ming became anxious. He found a flashlight in the room and
shone . He discovered that Qin Qing's right hand was tightly gripping a bag. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a fishing rod folded up and placed
inside the bag. Because of Qin Qing's tight grip, it took up a lot of space, thus getting
stuck .

Seeing this, Zhang Ming had an idea. He said, "Sister Qing, can you let go of my hand?"

Qin Qing seemed to have guessed Zhang Ming's idea and replied, "I can't let go, but you can try to pull the fishing rod out!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming didn't hesitate and moved closer to Qin Qing to reach out and pull. Although he was
taller Qing, the space was too small, and Zhang Ming still couldn't reach the fishing rod.

Zhang Ming said with difficulty, "Sister Qing, I can't reach it!"

"Try standing closer!" Qin Qing was also getting anxious.
It would be unsettling for anyone to have their right hand stuck inside. Most girls would probably be crying by now. Hearing this, Zhang Ming pressed himself tightly against Qin Qing's back, inevitably resulting in intimate contact

between their bodies. At the same time, Zhang Ming reached for the fishing rod. Zhang Ming's legs were pressed against Qin Qing's long, straight legs, and he could feel . His lower body was positioned directly behind Qin Qing's round, plump buttocks, yet he dared not press against them. His broad chest pressed against Qin Qing's back, and he could even . Zhang Ming's mouth was right next to Qin Qing's ear, his breath hot against her skin. He reached out to grab the fishing gear. Qin Qing felt uncomfortable being pressed against by Zhang Ming like this. Although she knew that such contact was unavoidable due to the confined space, Zhang Ming's hot breath near her ear made her feel a little itchy. She couldn't help shake her head slightly. However, because the two were already pressed close together, this slight movement completely filled the space that Zhang Ming had left for Qin Qing's buttocks, which he had been hesitant to allow his lower body to approach due to his timidity . "Mmm~!" Qin Qing's body moved, her buttocks thrusting back, coincidentally meeting Zhang Ming's already hard lower body. "Huh?" Qin Qing's mind went blank for a moment, but her thoughts started racing. With her experience, she knew perfectly well that this was Zhang Ming's penis. Her face flushed slightly, then turned to anger. "Is this the little guy's thing? How can it be so hard? But how could he do this to me? I'm his sister!"

Qin Qing pondered how to tell Zhang Ming to keep his lower body away from her.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Zhang Ming's excited voice, "Sister Qing, I can
reach it!"

Qin Qing suppressed her discomfort, biting her bright red lips and remaining silent, because she saw that
Zhang Ming could already touch the fishing gear.

At that moment, she desperately hoped Zhang Ming would pull it out quickly to end this awkward situation.

Meanwhile, Zhang Ming was unaware of the intimacy between him and Qin Qing, his heart
filled with anxiety. He only wanted to pull Qin Qing's hand out of the gap, to spare her pain.

"I see it, hurry up and pull it out!" Qin Qing noticed her face slowly burning, though she
didn't know why.

She just felt a little dependent on this warm, slightly racing feeling, but she dared not think about
it too deeply.

Hearing this, Zhang Ming gripped the fishing rod even tighter and pulled upwards, but in the process,
he belatedly realized that his penis was pressing against Qin Qing's buttocks. The pressure from his erection
and the unusual stimulation from Qin Qing's fleshy, rounded buttocks made Zhang Ming
's mouth go dry.

At first, Zhang Ming didn't realize this and felt nothing unusual, only worry and anxiety.
But when he did, a bold idea popped into his head: "Just a little push, it should be fine, right?"

Zhang Ming made a motion as if he were about to forcefully pull in his fishing rod, his right hand quickly slipping inside,
his lower body pushing forward slightly.

"So good!" Zhang Ming exclaimed inwardly, while simultaneously watching Qin Qing
's expression, worried she might react negatively.

"Oh~!" Qin Qing groaned, her face burning, feeling uncomfortable, but out of
the corner of her eye, she saw the anxious look on Zhang Ming's face, which seemed unintentional, so she pretended not to notice and
remained silent.

"Hurry up and pull it out, it feels so strange, my heart is itching, it seems like I still want to..." Qin Qing
thought to herself, hoping Zhang Ming would quickly pull out the fishing gear, but on the other hand, she seemed afraid to test her own thoughts.

Meanwhile, Zhang Ming, the instigator, was incredibly happy. This was the first time he had so
openly pressed against Qin Qing's buttocks. Even through the thin fabric, the pleasure from within was something
he could never experience through masturbation.

Especially with Qin Qing's fragrance in his nose and the unintentional moans in his ear,
the multifaceted sensations of his legs touching Qin Qing's bare skin caused his hormones to surge rapidly.

"Sister Qing, I'm almost there! Push in a little more!" Zhang Ming thought to himself, secretly pleased. However, he hadn't completely lost his mind. If he did, he probably would have pulled down Qin Qing's pants

immediately . And in the current situation, Qin Qing probably wouldn't be able to resist. It was just that Qin Qing's image as an older sister was deeply ingrained in Zhang Ming's mind, so he didn't dare to make any blatant moves. Perhaps it was also because he was constantly worried about Qin Qing's safety. "Idiot! How much further do you want me to go? Can't you see my face is already pressed against the wall!" Qin Qing said, her eyes revealing a wronged tone and a hint of anger. Zhang Ming didn't notice the change in Qin Qing's tone. He naturally said, "Sister Qing, you just need to stand on your tiptoes so I can stand a little further in, then I can pull harder!" When Qin Qing heard Zhang Ming say this, she didn't immediately act, but instead, out of female instinct, she was wary of any contact from a man. She glanced at Zhang Ming's expression out of the corner of her eye and found that he was still as worried and anxious as ever, as if nothing was more important than rescuing her hand. Seeing this, Qin Qing felt a slight touch of emotion, but also a sense of shame. She thought, "The little guy is all grown up . It's normal for him to react that way when he's in physical contact with girls. Am I being too sensitive?" Qin Qing felt as if ants were crawling all over her body, making her restless and wanting to move , but after the unexpected contact, she dared not move. This situation was incredibly uncomfortable. Although Qin Qing felt ashamed of her guarded thoughts towards Zhang Ming, maintaining such a close position was also embarrassing. In this situation, she naturally hoped Zhang Ming would quickly pull out the fishing rod so her hands could be freed, because if the blood couldn't circulate properly, her hands would swell. After mentally pricking herself, Qin Qing obediently stood on tiptoe, raising her hips to give Zhang Ming some space. Qin Qing's feet were originally in slippers, but because of her tiptoeing, her sexy ankles formed a beautiful arc, her toes firmly planted on the ground, very alluring. As Qin Qing rose on her tiptoes, her buttocks naturally lifted. Without thinking, Zhang Ming took a small step forward, his penis now perfectly positioned in Qin Qing's cleft. "Oh!" Qin Qing's heart trembled slightly from this sudden attack. She pressed herself weakly against the wall , even though there was no space left. "Little thing, be gentle!" Qin Qing felt her heart pounding . "Sister Qing, I'm sorry! I'll be gentle!" Zhang Ming said, his face flushed and his breath ragged. Zhang Ming clearly felt his penis now resting on Qin Qing's cleft, encased in her thin shorts. He carefully pushed upwards, the glans gently fitting against her cleft, making Zhang Ming almost gasp with pleasure, but he held back. At the same time, because the two were almost in contact with zero space, they were standing too close. Zhang Ming, standing behind , could have stood steadily if he hadn't stretched his right hand into the gap. However, because he had to stretch his right hand as far as he could, he also had to stand on tiptoe, which made it difficult for him to stand. Instinctively, Zhang Ming reached out his left hand to hug Qin Qing's small waist, stroking her waist which was free of any excess fat. Zhang Ming said, "I can't stand anymore!" Qin Qing's eyes widened instantly when Zhang Ming's large hand suddenly hugged her waist. She was about to scold him when she heard Zhang Ming's explanation. After thinking about it for a moment, she understood. Her already flushed face became even hotter.

“He’s just a child, everything he did was for me, to help me. What’s wrong with me? Why am I
always thinking about those things! Is it because my husband isn’t here, I…” Qin Qing bit her
lip , trying to stop herself from thinking further.

She took a breath and said, “It’s okay, hurry up and pull it out, I feel my hand getting a little swollen!”

But this way, Zhang Ming could properly hold the fishing gear. He tentatively pulled it gently and
asked, “Sister Qing, does your hand hurt?”

“Yeah, it’s okay, hurry up and pull it out!” Although the whole thing was relatively short, Qin Qing’s mental state
was still quite tested. She wanted it to end quickly because Zhang Ming’s penis was pressing against her buttocks. She
found that she had unconsciously developed some thoughts she didn’t dare to have, a kind of longing, a kind
of stimulation brought about by a long period of abstinence from sex.

Qin Qing didn’t even need to touch her genitals; she could clearly know that she was already wet.

“I’m such a bad woman, how could I have feelings for my own brother?” Qin Qing’s heart was filled
with contradictions and entanglements.

On one hand, she wanted to free her hands as soon as possible, but the sense of
security from Zhang Ming's broad shoulders and the contact between their lower bodies made her reluctant to lose this feeling.

This wasn't a moral or other issue; it was simply a genuine physical reaction, a raw and honest response.

On the other hand, what troubled her was that she had actually felt
something just like Zhang Ming felt guilty towards Qin Mengmeng. Similarly, Zhang Ming was like a
little brother to her, and now she was actually craving his penis, craving this feeling of physical intimacy.

"Then I'll pull a little harder. If it hurts, just say so, okay?" Zhang Ming asked, secretly planning
how to thrust a few more times without her noticing.

After getting Qin Qing's consent, Zhang Ming habitually thrust forward. His hard, thick penis slid down Qin
Qing's buttocks, from the top of her anus to the very top, sliding naturally upwards. His right hand, in coordination with
his lower body movements, pulled hard on the fishing gear.

"Ah~" Qin Qing cried out. Whether it was the release of her long-suppressed emptiness
or the pain,

Qin Qing felt her anus, in that extremely brief moment, touch Zhang Ming's glans, giving her
a desire for the first time—a genuine longing.

Hearing this, Zhang Ming didn't feel pleasure, but rather cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He quickly said, "Sister Qing,
I'm sorry , did I hurt you?"

He thought Qin Qing was going to scold him, because his earlier movement was definitely intentional and premeditated
. Qin Qing said in a tearful voice, "You idiot, don't suddenly use so much force!"

As soon as she said this, Qin Qing remembered the situation and felt a little awkward, so she added, "Be
gentle, pull it out slowly. If you suddenly use too much force, my hand will hurt too!"

Qin Qing's heart was already pounding like a deer. Behind her was Zhang Ming's thick penis, and in front was Zhang Ming's large hand
touching her stomach; she could feel the warmth of his hand.

She dared not have any other thoughts, simply immersed in this strange feeling.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming felt a weight lifted from his heart. He leaned close to Qin Qing's ear and whispered, "Is this force
okay?"

As he spoke, as Zhang Ming pulled upwards, his lower body naturally thrust forward. Zhang Ming
could no longer control this feeling, especially as his foreskin pulled back, exposing his glans. Even through
his pants, this unusual sensation made him feel like he was about to ejaculate.

"Mmm!" Qin Qing felt incredibly ashamed, but she couldn't give up that strange feeling; she
had been empty for too long. She was conflicted, hoping it would end quickly, wanting to pull her hand out, yet she also desperately wanted
this feeling.

"He's still young, he probably won't understand these things, forgive your sister, just this once!" Qin Qing's mind
was a mess , filled with chaotic thoughts.

Her lower body was already wet. If it weren't Zhang Ming standing behind her, if it weren't her beloved younger brother whom she had
raised , she might have let herself go. Because,
under the stimulation of mutual attraction, no normal person would lose their rationality.

However, Qin Qing retained her rationality. She knew she was Zhang Ming's older sister and had always played the role of a good
older sister . She couldn't do that kind of thing; this was what she kept telling herself, even though she
really wanted to. But to shoulder the responsibility of being an older sister, she had to endure this painful yet pleasurable ordeal
, selfishly thinking, "Just this once!"
Qin Qing's small hands were slender and long. Her left hand pressed against the wall, her right hand wedged in a gap. Her feet were on tiptoe
, her long, flowing hair obscuring her flushed face. Qin Qing closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering. She
pursed sexy little lips, simply humming a few words, but said nothing more.

Zhang Ming also observed Qin Qing's expression out of the corner of his eye. He sensed some pain in her, seemingly from
the throbbing pain in her right hand, which she was silently enduring. On the other hand, Zhang Ming noticed that Qin Qing's face was flushed, seemingly possessing an
unusual charm. She closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and remained silent.

For some reason, when Zhang Ming noticed Qin Qing's closed eyes, his courage grew again.

Zhang Ming subtly raised his buttocks, his hard penis leaving Qin Qing's sexy cleft.

Qin Qing, who had been immersed in that full feeling, suddenly
felt empty without the firm, warm sensation in her buttocks. Almost unconsciously, she subtly bent her body downwards, her buttocks
slightly raised, as if searching for that hard feeling.

Zhang Ming raised his buttocks because he wanted to see if he could press his large member against Qin Qing
's private parts. Just as he was about to try, he realized that his erect penis was too high to reach her, and
Qin Qing, as if on cue, raised her buttocks.

Seeing this opening, Zhang Ming naturally thrust in without thinking.

"Ah, this is so good, so soft!" Zhang Ming roared inwardly. At this moment, his penis was pressed
against Qin Qing's private parts, and upon contact, he felt the softness of her private parts. Although there was fabric between them, it couldn't hide
the pleasure brought by the friction between Zhang Ming's already freed glans and her private parts.

Qin Qing was originally swaying her hips, searching for Zhang Ming's penis, but unexpectedly, Zhang Ming seemed to understand immediately, and...
His penis pressed against her private parts, and in that instant, her suppressed feelings erupted.
This time, however, she clenched her teeth, managing not to utter a sound.

Only the mist in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.

"I really am a bad woman. I never knew I craved this feeling so much. It feels so good! I'm sorry,
little brother! I'm a bad woman!" Qin Qing was immersed in this wonderful feeling, yet she still couldn't help but repent for her
actions , for this was a clash between her physical reality and her thoughts.

Zhang Ming's left hand still held Qin Qing's slender waist, while his right hand slowly pulled upwards. But with each
pull lower body naturally thrust forward. Later, the movements of Zhang Ming's right hand became almost subconscious
, his focus primarily on the feeling of his penis against Qin Qing's private parts.

He dared not use too much force or too fast. Zhang Ming knew he had to coordinate his
movements with his hands, little by little. Qin Qing suppressed that agonizing feeling, and so did Zhang Ming.

They couldn't make this public, but they could silently enjoy it all.

The two seemed to have reached a tacit understanding; neither spoke a word, only moving instinctively. Qin Qing's
face flushed crimson, her breathing becoming rapid, though she seemed to be in great pain, suppressing a cry.

Zhang Ming, on
the other the intense pleasure emanating from his lower body.

If Qin Mengmeng had come out of the shower at this moment and appeared at the door, she would have seen it all.

Zhang Ming had one arm around Qin Qing's waist, and the other hand was reaching into the gap in the wardrobe, giving the impression that he was
forcibly raping Qin Qing's body

. His lower body was rhythmically thrusting against Qin Qing's.

Qin Qing's legs rose on tiptoe; she seemed to have forgotten that her younger brother, Zhang Ming, was standing behind her. She repeatedly made
responsive movements, her legs slightly bent, no longer passively waiting for Zhang Ming to thrust into her.

When she made this movement, she felt incredibly ashamed, but she couldn't deceive her body's
sensations; at this point, she couldn't think of anything else.

As the fishing gear was about to be pulled out, the two seemed to reach a synchronized rhythm.
The instant the gear was pulled out, Zhang Ming ejaculated inside her.

Qin Qing's body went limp at that moment.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Ming regained his senses. His first reaction after the pleasure was worry that
Qin Qing would notice her abnormality. Zhang Ming began to regret his actions, blaming himself for acting impulsively.

However, having come this far, he still dutifully pulled Qin Qing's hand out.

Before she could examine Qin Qing's hand closely, her legs gave way, and she leaned against Zhang Ming's chest. Zhang Ming also lost his
balance , and the two of them fell to the ground.

When he fell to the ground, Zhang Ming's first thought was to check if Qin Qing was alright. He rolled over and
pulled her into his arms, taking her right hand and examining it. "Qing-jie, it's just a little red, thankfully
it's not swollen."

"Hmm, that's good!" Qin Qing was still immersed in that strange feeling, a feeling even Li Hao
hadn't given her, because it was the first time she had orgasmed without normal intercourse.

It was a unique feeling, a dual contact of mind and body.

Qin Qing almost dared not open her eyes, because Zhang Ming's slightly limp penis
was pressing against her thigh.

"It's wet! Did he ejaculate?" Qin Qing thought with shame, "What did I do
? How could I do this!"

"Yes, it's good that you're alright. Then Qing-jie, you should rest well. I'll come and wake you up early tomorrow!"
Zhang Ming found his legs were also incredibly weak. As he said this, he suddenly realized that his wet
crotch was pressed against Qin Qing's bare thigh. He shivered, said a few embarrassed words, and
quickly slipped away.

Once Zhang Ming had disappeared from sight, Qin Qing didn't touch her genitals. She knew she was soaking wet, and
she knew Zhang Ming had ejaculated, and she was too.

She naturally didn't think Zhang Ming was taking advantage of her; she was more concerned about her own behavior,
because just moments ago, she knew she had desperately craved that feeling.

"I wonder if it will be awkward when we meet tomorrow?" Qin Qing touched her flushed face, her heart, which had
quietly calmed down, suddenly feeling a little reluctant to go fishing at the base.

"Sis, why did Xiaoming leave so quickly? He hasn't brought his books back yet!" Qin Mengmeng, drying her wet
hair, stood at the door, puzzled, and asked the dazed Qin Qing.

Qin Qing was startled by her younger sister's sudden question, but she quickly composed herself and said, "
Zhang Ming said something came up at home and he had to go back. Give him the documents tomorrow. I'm going to take a shower;
I'm going fishing at the base tomorrow!"

"Oh!" Qin Mengmeng stood there blankly. She noticed something strange about her sister, but couldn't quite put her finger on it
. Perhaps it was because Qin Qing called Zhang Ming by his name instead of calling him "little one." Even Qin Qing herself
hadn't realized that she had unintentionally come to see Zhang Ming as a mature man, as
evidenced by the difference in how she addressed him.

The next morning, Zhang Ming dressed neatly, packed some necessities, and
knocked . His heart was pounding; he didn't know how to face Qin Qing.
He hadn't slept well all night because of what happened the previous night. But this time, Zhang Ming didn't choose to run away; what was coming would come.

However, perhaps because it was so early, when he knocked, he wasn't scolded by Qin Qing,
but rather by Qin Mengmeng.

"Look at the time, it's only a little past 6, bro! Do you really need to be up so early?" Qin Mengmeng,
wearing a cute cartoon pajama set, said sleepily, a little exasperated.

"Mengmeng's bus to the 'base' leaves at 8 a.m., it's only a little past 6 now. Wash your face, have breakfast,
and get ready, it's about time!" Zhang Ming said innocently.

"Okay, okay, I can't argue with you. Go wake my sister, I'll go wash my face first!" Qin Mengmeng sometimes bickered with
Zhang Ming , but most of the time she gave in to him.

Qin Mengmeng was 1.62 meters tall. Although she wasn't as tall as Qin Qing (1.68 meters), she
still looked quite beautiful in her cartoon pajama set with her hair messy. It's just that Zhang Ming didn't appreciate it, and Qin Mengmeng, except for the first time...
At first, she was shy about wearing pajamas in front of Zhang Ming, but she got used to it after a while. She even dared to show her face without washing it,
because at this age, young girls are still quite innocent and haven't considered many reasons.

When Zhang Ming heard Qin Mengmeng say that Qin Qing was still sleeping, he felt a little excited.

"Sister Qing, what's it like sleeping?" Seeing Qin Mengmeng go into the bathroom to wash her face, Zhang Ming
mustered his courage and went to Qin Qing's bedroom. He reached out to knock

, but instead of knocking, he instinctively grasped the doorknob and gently turned it.

"Clang!"

The door wasn't locked!

Zhang Ming gently pushed the door open, and he saw a sleeping beauty lying on the bed—wasn't this his goddess, Qin Qing
? However, Qin Qing's entire head was covered by the blanket, as if she hadn't slept enough the night before, hence
the blanket wasn't long enough.

Because Qin Qing was lying on her side, one of her little feet was sticking out of the blanket, while the other
was hidden inside.

If it were Zhang Ming a few days ago, he would have woken Qin Qing by now. But after his recent
experiences , he had become bolder.

He quietly slipped in, deliberately leaving the door ajar, and slowly walked to Qin Qing's bedside.

Looking at Qin Qing's graceful figure under the thin blanket, Zhang Ming's heart stirred again.

Looking at the small foot peeking out from under the blanket, a voice seemed to whisper in his mind, "Touch it,
no one will know!"

Struggling and hesitant, Zhang Ming slowly reached out his trembling hand.

Just as he was about to approach that snow-white foot, Qin Qing suddenly pulled it back.

The sudden movement startled Zhang Ming.

As if doused with cold water, Zhang Ming obediently went to the door, left it slightly ajar, and
pretended to knock, saying, "Sister Qing, it's time to get up!"

After a few calls, Qin Qing woke up. When Zhang Ming entered openly, he saw
Qin Qing stretch out a small, white hand, pick up a phone, and peek out to check the time.

"What time is it? So early!" Qin Qing said in a sweet voice.

She put her phone down again and went back to sleep. But this woke her up
. She remembered having a ridiculous dream last night—she dreamt that she and Zhang Ming had a
passionate . In the dream, she felt incredibly satisfied and at peace. Recalling the dream, Qin Qing's face
flushed again. She struggled with how to face Zhang Ming.

Seeing Qin Qing still asleep, Zhang Ming, though tempted to feast his eyes, dared not
look any longer. He told her they would miss the bus if they didn't get up quickly, and reluctantly retreated to the living room
to wait .

Sure enough, soon after, the sound of running water came from Qin Qing's master bedroom. Zhang Ming knew Qin Qing was taking a shower
. Usually, Zhang Ming would hesitate several times before deciding whether to peek, but this time he decisively pushed open
Qin Qing's bedroom door, only to find it locked.

"Damn it, am I stupid?!" Zhang Ming remembered that he had
locked the door himself to prove his innocence.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Now he could only hear the sounds inside, unable to do anything.

The sound of running water in Qin Qing's bathroom only stopped when Qin Mengmeng finished washing up and was almost dressed.

Qin Qing usually washed up quickly this morning, taking about ten minutes; she just took a quick shower.

The morning passed quickly with the two sisters busy, though a few minor
incidents .

When Qin Qing faced Zhang Ming again, a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face.
Seeing Qin Qing's watery eyes, Zhang Ming's heart pounded. He naturally didn't understand why
Qin Qing was blushing, as he was worried that his overly enthusiastic actions the night before might have offended her. However, seeing Qin Qing's reaction,
his anxiety subsided.

The two acted as if nothing had happened, continuing their interactions as usual.

Today, Qin Qing wore a white knitted short-sleeved shirt
over paired with cropped jeans, an orange belt, and black canvas shoes,
revealing a patch of her fair legs.

At this time, Qin Qing gave off a pure and beautiful vibe.

"What? Teacher Gao, it's Saturday! Can you..." Qin Mengmeng received a
phone call . Zhang Ming vaguely overheard her words.

A few minutes later, Qin Mengmeng looked like she was about to cry. She hung up the phone and said, "Sis, Xiaoming, you guys
go ahead! The homeroom teacher wants me to go back and prepare the themed bulletin board. Several other classmates have already gone!"

"What's going on? Another weekend bulletin board!" Zhang Ming said, annoyed.

Zhang Ming was the class's sports representative, so he wasn't usually the one to prepare the bulletin board, but he always
went with Qin Mengmeng when she prepared it, accompanying her. Because Qin Mengmeng was the academic representative.

"It's okay, sis, you take Xiaoming to play first. I'll see if I can finish my
part before noon. If I do, I'll take the 1 PM bus to find you! Remember to wait for me at the 'base'!"

Qin Mengmeng felt that Zhang Ming hadn't been doing well lately, and she thought it was because he was under too much pressure. Therefore, she didn't want Qin Qing to cancel this good trip
because of her. She waved her little fist, showing
her white teeth.

Actually, only she knew how long it would take to finish the bulletin board in one morning. She would have to miss the fishing trip.

"Okay, let's go first! Remember to call us when you're done! If you're in a rush, you
don't need to come. Just go home; Mom and Dad will probably miss us too." Qin Qing had been through it all before,
and she had experienced all sorts of things at school, so she didn't just join in the fun. She was quite sensible.

After the three of them agreed, Qin Mengmeng hurriedly went to school.

Zhang Ming and Qin Qing, along with their fishing gear and some essentials such as a lighter, water, and
food, also set off.

On the way there, Zhang Ming and Qin Qing sat on the bus heading to the countryside. The spring sunshine was bright, and the air seemed
warm, which lifted their spirits.

The "base" Zhang Ming mentioned was actually an abandoned small reservoir. It
was in their hometown, nestled in a secluded mountain far from the city—a quiet and quiet place.

Zhang Ming was actually very happy that "Little Tail" hadn't come along this time, but he didn't...
Some thoughts raced through his mind, but as Zhang Ming gazed at Qin Qing's profile, lost in her affectionate look out the car window, he
realized he was about to act impulsively.

Especially when he recalled the thrilling scene from the previous night, he felt a
surge . Because it was a small town far from the city, the road conditions weren't great, and the two of them, sitting in the back,
endured quite a bit of a bumpy ride before finally arriving at their destination.

Qin Qing led the way with practiced ease, recounting the last time she brought Li Hao here and the latter's exclamation of admiration.
Qin Qing seemed quite proud that they had discovered such a wonderful place.

Unintentionally, Qin Qing hurt Zhang Ming's feelings again. Of course, Zhang Ming wasn't a fragile person; he just didn't want
to hear about that man.

"Finally here! Wow, the air is so fresh, so comfortable! Little one, get all that
ready, I'll go check over there!" Qin Qing ordered, adopting the air of an older sister.

Zhang Ming naturally agreed happily, but because his mind was entirely focused on Qin Qing,
every word she said was filled with his imagination.

"Look over there? What's there to see? Is she going to pee? Well..."
Thinking decisively put down his things and quietly followed Qin Qing.

Chapter Three: The Bitter Taste

Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing come to a patch of grass and anxiously look around. Then, blushing, she reached out her slender
hands and gently unbuckled her belt.

"Sure enough, Sister Qing drank two cups of soy milk this morning. She's been sitting in the car for over an hour, she should relieve herself!"
Excitedly, Zhang Ming crouched down. Because the place was secluded and overgrown with weeds,
Zhang Ming remained hidden in the grass, slowly moving towards Qin Qing, his eyes fixed on her.

He saw Qin Qing shyly unbuckle her belt, first pulling down her jeans to reveal white
underwear. Before he could even process it, Qin Qing pulled down her white underwear.

"So white! So perky!" Zhang Ming only saw a blur of white for a
second and Qin Qing had already squatted down to urinate.

"Sizzle... sizzle!"

The sound of raindrops falling on the grass reached Zhang Ming's ears. He knew Qin Qing was less than seven or eight meters away,
doing something very private.

"How could I have such thoughts? I can't!" Zhang Ming suddenly told himself.

Just now, perhaps stimulated by the sound of the water, he had actually wanted to rush up and push Qin Qing down.

Zhang Ming thought this thought was terrifying.

While he was struggling with his thoughts, Qin Qing had already taken out a tissue to wipe her private parts, pulled up her white underwear,
and finished .

Seeing this, Zhang Ming returned the way he came. When Qin Qing reappeared, Zhang Ming had taken out all his
belongings, but they were all in disarray.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming was scolded by Qin Qing again, and he could only respond with a helpless bitter smile.

The reservoir was not large, and due to years of disrepair, it had gradually become a natural fishpond.

The whole fishing process was somewhat boring, of course, this was the case for Zhang Ming, because he had
no understanding of such pleasures.

They fished for more than an hour. Qin Qing caught several small fish and released them, while Zhang Ming
didn't catch a single one.

Qin Qing looked at Zhang Ming, who seemed uninterested, and said, "Didn't you used to love fishing? Why don't you seem
to like it anymore?"

"Sister Qing, who's interested in fishing on such a hot day!" Actually, Zhang Ming wanted to say that he used to only do it because she was following along
, but he didn't dare say that now, lest Qin Qing think he was being too pretentious.

It was only a little before ten in the morning, and the sun wasn't very strong yet, but Zhang Ming's mind
wasn't on fishing; it was still on that crazy idea he'd just had.

He felt he could have a crush on Qin Qing because his feelings for her had been brewing for a long time. Regardless
of , Qin Qing was now a goddess in his heart.

Why could he only have a crush? Besides Qin Mengmeng, the more important reason was that Zhang Ming was only
eighteen years old while Qin Qing was twenty-four, a six-year age difference. In Zhang Ming's eyes, age was a huge
chasm between them.

Also, from his outsider's perspective, Qin Qing was now married to Li Hao, so he had no
chance . Although Zhang Ming kept telling himself he wasn't into virginity, the thought of Qin
Qing being with Li Hao still made his heart ache.

Even so, Zhang Ming had never considered possessing Qin Qing. Why then did he have
that thought just now? Was it because last night's events had given him a taste of pleasure?

Seeing Zhang Ming's wandering thoughts, Qin Qing assumed he had lost interest in fishing. Around 11:00 AM, they ate something
simple for lunch, and Qin Qing led Zhang Ming to a mountain stream to rest and chat
.

The stream was shaded by towering trees.

Qin Qing and Zhang Ming sat on a rock, about a meter apart. She rested her chin on her hand and said, "Little
one, I realize I don't understand you anymore!"

As she spoke, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, as if everything from last night was resurfacing in her
mind.

Hearing Qin Qing's words, Zhang Ming's heart skipped a beat. His first thought was that his affair had been exposed, but
the innocent expression on Qin Qing's face told a different story.

Zhang Ming moved his lips and whispered, "Maybe it's because we've all grown up, and Sister Qing doesn't like me
anymore!"

Qin Qing sensed a hint of sadness in Zhang Ming's tone. She was silent for a moment, then tilted her head and said, "Yes, we've
all grown up. When we were little, I could watch you catch crabs and fish naked. Now that you're all grown up
, we can't play like that anymore. Look at yourself, you've grown into such strong young men. I'm so
proud of you. My little one has finally grown up!"

A look of doting affection appeared on Qin Qing's face, tinged with a slight blush.

Hearing Qin Qing say this, Zhang Ming felt a little wronged. He moved his lips as if to say something,
but didn't.

"Why don't you talk to your sister anymore?" Qin Qing was a smart woman; she
could tell from Zhang Ming's expression that he had something he couldn't say.

"It's not that I don't want to talk to you, it's just that we've all grown up, and there are some things I'm afraid I'll say that will upset you."
"I'm afraid of losing you, Sister Qing!" Zhang Ming seemed to have mustered his courage to say.

Qin Qing, of course, didn't know that Zhang Ming had just had a fleeting impulse to confess, but the words, coming from his mouth
, lacked the right tone and sounded more like a pout to Qin Qing.

Because in Qin Qing's eyes, no matter how Zhang Ming changed, he was still her little brother, a little
thing .

"Silly boy, how could I leave you? Tell me, since the weather is nice today and I'm in a good mood,
just say those things you shouldn't say!" Qin Qing said.

A surge of anger welled up in Zhang Ming's chest. He had originally wanted to confess, but remembering the age limit and
the fact that Qin Qing was married, he brought up the incident from the second year of junior high, the thing that had troubled him for so long.

After Zhang Ming talked about it, he felt much lighter, and Qin Qing chuckled and said,
"Silly boy, I had completely forgotten about it! I didn't expect that this little thing had been on your mind
for so long. You're a boy, it's normal to have certain reactions when you come into contact with girls!" "

Qin Qing suddenly remembered last night, touching her slightly flushed cheeks and thinking to herself, 'He's really grown up
. His little thing must be quite big by now!'"

"Sister Qing, didn't you distance yourself from me and stop liking me because of that incident?' Zhang Ming asked excitedly.

"Of course! I'm an experienced woman, how could I take such a small thing to heart? How could you think I would distance myself from
you!" Qin Qing asked, puzzled. On the other hand, she thought that if she were going to ignore him, she wouldn't have seen him today after what Zhang Ming had done so
badly . However, she felt that some misunderstandings and mistakes were inevitable, or rather,
she should take some responsibility.

"If you didn't dislike me, why haven't you contacted me much since that incident, and why don't you play with me anymore
?" Zhang Ming said, feeling a little guilty. After all, what happened last night was still lingering in his mind, but
thinking of that long-standing issue, he still felt a little wronged.

"Oh dear, I didn't expect you to keep dwelling on this. We've both grown up and have our own lives now.
Back then your sister was just starting university, and I was busy, so we just contacted each other less often. How could I ignore you!" Qin Qing
looked angry, explaining repeatedly, seemingly afraid that this matter would create a rift between her and Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming thought about Qin Qing's explanation and realized that a large part of the reason was indeed because he had overthought things and
avoided the issue.

"Perhaps I'm overthinking it, Sister Qing. I want... I want to hug you like when we were little, is that okay
?" Zhang Ming said boldly in a low voice, his eyes filled with hope.

Zhang Ming's heart started pounding.

Qin Qing heard Zhang Ming's request but didn't speak, only staring
at .

Only when Zhang Ming became somewhat uncomfortable did she say, "Do you feel that there's a distance between us, and we're not as close as
before ? Or is it because I'm married that I'll distance myself from you?"

"I don't want that kind of intimacy. It's just that I lost my mother when I was little. It was you who hugged me when I was bullied,
and I felt so warm. Maybe now we've both grown up, and perhaps some things will change!
Like, Sister Qing, now you have a husband, and you'll have children to take care of in the future. When will you have time to take care of me?"
Zhang Ming sighed, his tone filled with deep helplessness.

Qin Qing seemed unconvinced by his words, shaking her head and saying, "Come
sit closer!"

Zhang Ming moved closer, a hint of anticipation in his heart.

"A little closer!"

Zhang Ming moved even closer, until there was only a fist's width between them. Just as he was feeling
a

bit awkward, Qin Qing naturally embraced him. Zhang Ming was startled at first, then hugged her tightly.

Qin Qing's body was soft, but at that moment, Zhang Ming felt no lust, only
deep emotion.

The April weather was slightly warm, and both were lightly dressed. This intimate contact
excited and comforted Zhang Ming.

Qin Qing, holding Zhang Ming, felt a tremor in her heart at first, then acted naturally. She
buried her head in Zhang Ming's chest and whispered, "Silly boy, I won't let you say those things again. No matter how things
change, you'll still be my brother. No matter who I marry or whose wife I become, I'll still be your sister!" "

Really?" Qin Qing's words seemed to touch a chord in Zhang Ming's heart, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Of course it's true. How many true friends can one have in a lifetime? You know I'm
not . People think I'm arrogant, but I just don't want to flatter others
or constantly say nice things about them. I'm afraid you'll laugh at me, but your sister really doesn't have many close friends. In the end, besides my sister,
you're the best person I've ever been to! But you think I've distanced myself from you! Humph, no good deed goes unpunished!"
Qin Qing saw Zhang Ming's tears but didn't wipe them away or comfort him, instead speaking with a natural smile.

"Haha, I'm such a fool, Sister Qing, you really are the best!" Zhang Ming laughed and cried.

"No, that's too cheesy!" Qin Qing pushed Zhang Ming away, scolding him playfully.

"Sister, will you trust me unconditionally from now on?" After a while of playful banter, Zhang Ming suddenly became serious.

"Yes, as long as it's right, I will trust you!" "Qin Qing thought for a moment and said.

After this phone call, the so-called barrier between the two seemed to have disappeared.

After some time, Zhang Ming stammered, as if he had something to say.

Seeing this, Qin Qing angrily slapped Zhang Ming on the back of the head and said, "Just say what you have to say!"

"Sister, do you feel happy after marrying Li Hao?" Zhang Ming asked directly.

"You should call Li Hao brother!" Qin Qing corrected, her eyes dimming for a moment before she raised her head and said
slowly , "He is my first man. No matter what, I'm already married. Whether I'm happy or not doesn't matter anymore.
Besides, he's good to me!"

Zhang Ming couldn't understand the meaning in Qin Qing's words, because after marriage, outsiders
could not .

He murmured, "Sister Qing, I hope you can be happy!"

"Hehe, do you need to tell me? Of course I'll be happy. By the way, tell me the truth, have you ever done
anything bad to Mengmeng?" If it were before, Qin Qing really wouldn't have dared to ask so directly, but after the conversation just now, she
could answer naturally.

"Ah?" No, no! We all know that studying is the most important thing now, no, no, absolutely not!
Zhang Ming quickly distanced himself.

"Hehe, don't get so excited, it's good that there isn't
one!" In Qin Qing's opinion, they were still quite young, and dating was inappropriate; studying should be their priority. Therefore, she was satisfied to hear Zhang Ming say that
.

"Sister Qing, what if there is?" Zhang Ming joked.

"Hmph, you're still young, don't think about those frivolous things. After you graduate from university,
I won't care about you anymore. You can be with whoever you want!" Qin Qing said.

"Graduating from university? That's too tragic!" Zhang Ming feigned pitifulness, but when he saw Qin Qing raise her hand
as if to hit him, he immediately changed his tune, "Yes, yes, Sister Qing is right!"

"Hehe, that's a good boy!" Qin Qing said smugly, her smile bright.

Although Qin Qing was much older than Zhang Ming, her mind was too simple and pure. She might be more
complex , but with Zhang Ming, she truly held nothing back. At least in front of him, she was completely
herself. She just didn't realize how charming and alluring she was; often, in the face of lust, a man's
conscience is thrown to the winds.

Qin Qing thought she could return to their days of open and honest conversation, but Zhang Ming's heart was set
on , filled with infatuation and a touch of possessiveness.

Zhang Ming also thought he could go back to the past, but he underestimated his own willpower.

This conversation seemed to have bridged the gap between them; Zhang Ming opened his heart, and Qin Qing, in turn, opened hers
without reservation, unaware that she had unwittingly let a wolf into her home.

"Hmm, time flies! It's already past four. Let's play a little longer and then go home! I bet Mengmeng and Mom and
Dad are already waiting for us at home." Qin Qing seemed very happy and content with her fishing trip today; she glanced at
the time and felt it had passed quickly.

"Okay!" Zhang Ming readily agreed. Seeing Qin Qing untying her shoelaces, he said solicitously, "Untying shoelaces
so slowly , you might develop geriatric syndrome. Let me, your little brother, help you!"

Zhang Ming grabbed one of Qin Qing's feet.

"Ouch...ouch..." Qin Qing, caught off guard by Zhang Ming's sudden attack, lost her balance and had to brace herself
on the boulder, looking at Zhang Ming with a smile, her eyes seemingly filled with a touch of doting affection.

Zhang Ming never dreamed that just this morning he had been trying so hard to touch these jade-like feet, but now
he had touched them so easily. Zhang Ming gently took off Qin Qing's canvas shoes, revealing a pair of fair and plump jade-like
feet.

Zhang Ming's large hands covered her feet, stroking them back and forth as if brushing off the dust. "Wearing shoes without
socks , stinks!"

he said, but he was secretly very satisfied. Qin Qing's jade-like feet felt
so soft and smooth, even more pleasant to the touch than jade itself. Zhang Ming couldn't bear to put them down, but he didn't dare to do it openly,
so he made up this excuse.

"Nonsense, my feet never smell!" Every girl has an endless pursuit of beauty, and they don't
like to hear words like dirty, smelly, or messy, especially Qin Qing, who is very clean.

As soon as she heard Zhang Ming say she had athlete's foot, she immediately refused to argue.

"Hehe, your nose is acting up, hurry up and wash it! Hey, I bet you've never had a man
wash ?" Zhang Ming just wanted to play with those perfect jade-like feet a little longer, and he just made up a
plausible excuse for himself. But he didn't expect that his words would touch Qin Qing's heart.

"Yeah, no one's ever washed my feet before. My dad never did, and he..." Qin Qing thought of
Li Hao , but it wasn't a tender memory; it was something else entirely.

When they were alone, Li Hao always tried to make love to her, but Qin
Qing had some reservations about it, partly due to a past memory.

Imagine, a man who only wants sex wouldn't care about such details.

Qin Qing was somewhat dazed, unaware that this "good younger brother" was taking advantage of her too much.

If Zhang Ming hadn't been somewhat conscious, he would have wanted to bite her.

Zhang Ming stood in the stream, leaned down, and rolled up the cuffs of Qin Qing's jeans to her knees,
leaving the area below her knees as Zhang Ming's dream space.

Zhang Ming scooped up water with his hands and sprinkled it on Qin Qing's slender legs. His large hands caressed her, and Zhang Ming felt a surge
of pressure, as his lower body vaguely showed signs of erection.

Qin Qing, too, felt a strange sensation, but she interpreted it as familial affection.

Could a man driven by lust possibly feel any affection for a woman when he does something like that?

Zhang Ming thought he could stop thinking about those things, but just now he realized he was wrong; he
still harbored possessive desires for Qin Qing.

"Okay, now it shouldn't smell anymore. Hmm, I haven't been to the toilet all day, I'm going now!"
Zhang Ming realized that if he touched her any further, he would give himself away. Even though he had said it openly, if he truly had no feelings for her, it would be fine,
but if he did, he wanted to hide it.

"Go ahead, go ahead!" Qin Qing shook her hand, put her feet in the stream and waded in the water,
humming a song, seemingly quite happy.

Zhang Ming walked a distance away, took out his penis to air it out, but this time he didn't masturbate.

Zhang Ming seemed to have an epiphany; he knew he needed to conserve his essence.

At the same time, he told himself he couldn't be so spineless. If others could do it, so could he.
As long as persisted and seized every opportunity, he would definitely have a chance.

When Zhang Ming returned after recovering, he found Qin Qing was gone. He frantically searched for her and found her
downstream.

The current was strong, and Zhang Ming cried out anxiously, "Sister, don't go down! The current is too strong!"

"My shoe, my shoe! It fell in!" It turned out that Qin Qing had accidentally knocked her shoe into the water, and
the current had carried it further and further away.

"Don't move, I'll get it!" Zhang Ming looked and sure enough, a canvas shoe was stuck in a rotten branch in the stream
.

Qin Qing was holding a branch and trying to hook the shoe, but she was just a little short.

"I can do it, I'm almost there!" Qin Qing's branch was about five centimeters away from the shoe, and she tried her best
to hook it.

"Yes! I hooked it!" Qin Qing leaned forward and successfully hooked the shoe, but because she exerted too much force, the stones on the soft muddy bank
of the stream slipped away.

Coincidentally, Qin Qing was standing on that rock.

"Ah!" Qin Qing cried out in surprise.

"Watch out!" By the time Zhang Ming saw her, it was too late; Qin Qing had already fallen into the water.

In the instant she hit the water, Qin Qing's mind went blank. She tried to scream for help, but the rushing river water
choked her, and she couldn't shout. Just when she thought she was in danger, Zhang Ming bravely jumped into the water.

Qin Qing only saw a tall figure rushing towards her, while she was swept away by the current.

"Sister, sister, please don't be hurt!" Zhang Ming swam desperately towards Qin Qing, swallowing several mouthfuls of water himself,
but he shouted anxiously.

Qin Qing didn't know how far she had been swept away. Just as she was about to lose consciousness, Zhang Ming suddenly grabbed
her hand and pulled her back forcefully.

Zhang Ming was the sports committee member at school, so he had a strong grip.

Zhang Ming struggled to hold Qin Qing completely, then swam towards the shore in a hug.

"Sister, sister, answer me! Please don't let anything happen to you!" Zhang Ming
cried out, holding Qin Qing as she was laid on a flat surface.

"What to do, what to do? Right, we can't panic! CPR!" Zhang Ming, a key player in the school's
sports meet , remained relatively calm in this critical moment.

He blew air into Qin Qing's mouth forcefully and pressed hard on her chest. After several repetitions, Qin Qing
coughed up some water and gradually regained consciousness.

At that moment, Zhang Ming truly put aside all lust, because just now, he had been
terrified . Imagine, if you didn't survive, what would be left?

"Sister, you're finally awake! You scared me to death!" Zhang Ming cried.

Qin Qing coughed up some water, still a little breathless. After a moment, she reached out and touched Zhang Ming's hand, saying,
"It's okay, thank goodness you're here!" Her

words were few, but they gave Zhang Ming a feeling of relief and joy.

Because of this incident, Zhang Ming strengthened his resolve; he was determined to protect Qin Qing and safeguard his
dream.

"Yeah, it's okay, it's good that you're okay!" Zhang Ming smiled foolishly, tears streaming down his face.

He had cried twice that day, and only once in his entire life—when his mother
left showed how important Qin Qing was to him.

The two hugged quietly for a while, then Qin Qing asked, "Where are we now
?"

Zhang Ming looked around, finding the place unfamiliar. He said uncertainly, "This should
be downstream, right? Sister, can you still walk? Come on, let me carry you, let's go upstream and see!"

Qin Qing didn't hesitate. Seeing Zhang Ming bent over, she simply climbed onto him.

If this incident strengthened Zhang Ming's desire to protect her, it was the sense of security he
gave .

Just a moment ago, she truly thought she was going to
die

. Those who haven't fallen into the water can't understand that helplessness, that feeling of being completely isolated. Zhang Ming carried Qin Qing upstream, while Qin Qing leaned quietly on his shoulder, her fear and
terror slowly turning into calm.

Zhang Ming didn't know how long he had walked, but he felt he had gone quite a distance. Looking at the sky, he realized he might have been swept away by
the river's currents several times and was somewhat lost.

"Sister, it's getting dark. Can we find a place to rest?" Zhang Ming suggested.

Qin Qing looked at the sky; indeed, it had gotten dark without her noticing. Perhaps it got dark faster in the mountains,
or perhaps it was because they had been walking for a long time.

Seeing Zhang Ming panting, Qin Qing felt a pang of sympathy. She noticed they were both wet and sticky, which was
uncomfortable . She said, "If there's a place to rest up ahead, let's rest for a bit!"

She felt less afraid with Zhang Ming by her side.

Zhang Ming walked for a while longer and found a huge rock with a small depression at its base.
Several large trees grew along the edge of the depression. He thought this was a good place to rest, so he carefully placed Qin Qing on the ground.

He sat down beside it, panting heavily; he was clearly exhausted. If Zhang Ming had still had his phone
, he would have realized he had been carrying Qin Qing for over an hour.

Qin Qing watched all this, her heart overflowing with emotion. Her eyes were fixed on Zhang Ming.

"Sister, it's getting dark again. We'll have to spend the night here. I'll go find some dry
branches so we can dry our wet clothes!" Zhang Ming said, turning to Qin Qing.

He noticed she was staring at him and felt a little embarrassed.

Without waiting for her reply, he sheepishly went to find dry branches.

"Don't go too far! Don't leave me behind!" Qin Qing suddenly said, her voice trembling.

Zhang Ming had already taken a few steps when he heard Qin Qing's words. His heart skipped a beat.
Without turning back said, "I will never leave you in this lifetime!"

"Okay!" Qin Qing smiled contentedly.

Zhang Ming hadn't gone far. He found some dry branches nearby and went to the small mound, saying to Qin Qing,
"Sister, take off your wet clothes first, let's dry them first!"

Qin Qing looked at him without speaking. Zhang Ming thought she was wary of him, so he added, "Don't worry, I
'll turn my back, I won't peek at you, really, I swear!"

Perhaps because he had done too many bad things in the past, Zhang Ming even swore an oath.

"I believe you!" Qin Qing said, and began to take off her knitted shirt. Zhang Ming quickly turned his back and
then rummaged in his pockets.

"Oh no, the lighter is still in my backpack!" Zhang Ming said in a panic.

"Hmm, is there any other way?" Qin Qing said, having already taken off her outer garment.

"Well, how about this, I'll go get some more large dry branches, and tonight we'll make
a take off our wet clothes first." Zhang Ming got to work immediately, while Qin Qing, with her bare feet,
watched Zhang Ming bustling about, enjoying the moment of peace.

Suddenly, she had a fleeting illusion, finding the scene before her quite warm and cozy. Then, as if remembering something,
her eyes dimmed, and

she decided to stop thinking about those things. Zhang Ming, after working for a while, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and said, "It's almost done!"

Qin Qing, hearing this, looked at the simple, hard-won little nest and smiled slightly, saying with satisfaction, "Not bad, it'll do! Hehe!"

After saying this, she noticed that Zhang Ming's hands were a little rough. She stretched out her hand and carefully examined Zhang's...
Ming's hands and eyes were slightly red. He said with concern, "Silly boy, was it really necessary to work so hard?"

Actually, the nest Zhang Ming built wasn't very good, but Qin Qing was quite satisfied, especially when she saw
the injuries on Zhang Ming's hands.

Zhang Ming chuckled, "There weren't enough big branches, so I had to break them off. My skills aren't great, haha!"

"Still laughing! Hurry up and take off your clothes. Don't worry, I won't peek!" Qin Qing joked at this moment
.

"Okay, Sister Qing, you change over there, I'll change over here. I won't peek at you!" Zhang Ming said again.

"Hmph, you can't even see if you want to. I'm wearing underwear underneath, just like wearing a swimsuit!" Qin Qing
felt that Zhang Ming seemed to be emphasizing this, so she said this.

Zhang Ming chuckled and went to change. He took off all his clothes, leaving only his boxer shorts, and then
hung them on a tree branch to cool off and block the wind.

Boys always undress quickly. Zhang Ming finished taking off his clothes and sat down to one side. The
dense he could easily peek if he wanted to, but perhaps he was too tired
or something else, he seemed to have calmed down.

Qin Qing, on the other side, had indeed stripped down to only her bra and panties, and sat on the ground, hugging her legs.

"Little one, what are you doing?" Qin Qing asked through the branches.

"I'm looking at the stars, what about you?" Before they knew it, it was almost completely dark, the sky dotted with stars
illuminating the night.

"I'm scared!" Qin Qing said.

Zhang Ming was silent for a moment, then mustered his courage and said, "Can I come over?" Afraid Qin Qing wouldn't agree, he added,
"It's already dark, I can't see much, don't worry about anything!"

"I'm not worried about anything. Back in college, I always wore a bikini to swim. This is
practically a bikini now. Don't keep dwelling on that. I trust you, come over here!"
Qin Qing thought Zhang Ming was still worried about the incident in the second year of junior high, and that he was afraid of misunderstanding her again.

Of course, Zhang Ming's repeated emphasis clearly showed he had something to hide.

He casually walked from his side to Qin Qing's.

Qin Qing glanced at him; Zhang Ming was only wearing underwear, his face slightly flushed, but remembering he was just her
younger brother, she relaxed.

Qin Qing could only comfort herself like this; she really didn't dare to think too deeply about other things, because she was afraid some
things would be beyond her control, like last night.

She said, "Bring your clothes over, you can wrap them up in a circle, that way it won't be
too cold !

" "Okay!" Zhang Ming said.

After everything was ready, Qin Qing asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Hmm, I'm fine, not hungry!" Actually, Zhang Ming had just gone out to look for branches and glanced around,
hoping to find something to eat, but there was nothing to eat in this kind of place; wild fruits and the like were out of the question.

"Oh, I'm not hungry either!" Qin Qing said.

"Are you cold?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Hmm, not really, how about you?" Qin Qing replied.
"Me too!" Zhang Ming said.

...

The two chatted about trivial things like this.

Until Zhang Ming asked, "Sister Qing, what time is it?"

Qin Qing had a Longines watch, quite exquisite.

"Hmm, nine o'clock!" Qin Qing said.

"Sister Qing!"

"Hmm?

" "

I'm hungry!" "Me too!"

"Sister Qing!"

"Hmm?

" "I'm cold!"

"Me too!"

"Stand up, move around, it'll warm you up!" Zhang Ming suggested.

"Okay!" Qin Qing stood up as well.

While seated, Zhang Ming hadn't noticed Qin Qing's alluring figure. But once he stood up, he realized she
truly had a devilish figure. Her 35D breasts alone were incredibly seductive.

At the same time, Qin Qing had a slender waist and long, beautiful legs. Thanks to her good walking habits, her legs were perfectly shaped,
neither pigeon-toed nor splayed.

Although there was no artificial lighting, the moonlight illuminated Qin Qing's posture—chest crossed, legs together—
wearing only a white bra and white panties. The direct temptation was overwhelming.

He remembered his recent efforts, and at this moment, the desire that had subsided within him
began to burn again.

"Can I hug you?" Zhang Ming's heart raced, unsure of
the purity in his words.

"Mmm!" Qin Qing didn't say much, just a soft "Mmm."

Zhang Ming was overjoyed.

He eagerly embraced Qin Qing, and this time, the feeling was distinctly different.

Even Zhang Ming himself didn't realize that when he hugged Qin Qing, he always wanted to be so close that there wasn't a single
gap . Qin Qing thought Zhang Ming was cold because he was trembling

all over. Zhang Ming's trembling was due to both cold and excitement. At the same time, he tried to bring his
chest close to Qin Qing's breasts, which made Qin Qing lose her balance and she had to slowly back away.

Only when Qin Qing's back touched the cold rock did she say, "Little thing, don't push any
closer, I have nowhere to back away!"

Zhang Ming's lower body swelled up completely because of these words. At first, Zhang Ming didn't dare to press
his lower body closer, but it was as if Qin Qing's words were a spell. He took a step forward and thrust his lower body hard
against Qin Qing's genitals.

"Ah!" Qin Qing involuntarily cried out.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I..." Zhang Ming said in a panic.

"Little thing, why did you suddenly use so much force!" Qin Qing ignored the fact that Zhang Ming had thrust into her forcefully,
only saying that he shouldn't have used so much force.

At the same time, she felt a little flustered; she was worried and afraid.

Because apart from the age difference, there was nothing else between Zhang Ming and her, plus his
height and strong physique.

Zhang Ming, however, dared not speak. Suddenly, the desires he had suppressed for the past few days erupted, giving him
boundless courage in an instant.

"Sister, can you help me?" Zhang Ming pleaded, his voice trembling with tears.

Upon hearing this, Qin Qing's heart suddenly panicked. She stammered, "How do you want me to help you?" "

I...I feel so swollen down there, like it's going to burst. Can you help me relieve it with your hand?"
Zhang Ming seemed to use all his strength to say this, as if awaiting divine
judgment, both excited and afraid.

Qin Qing's heart trembled inexplicably. The thing she feared most had come to pass.

But what she least expected was that Zhang Ming would actually make such a request.

Qin Qing thought for a moment, then bit her lip and said with difficulty, "Little one, please don't force me, okay?"

Qin Qing knew clearly that there were some things she could do, but some things she couldn't, because doing so would
definitely damage their pure feelings. Although Qin Qing also felt a surge of impulse, as the older woman,
she restrained herself well.

Zhang Ming felt as if his heart had shattered. Hearing Qin Qing's similar refusal
, he suddenly felt an urge to force himself on her, along with a hint of hatred.

Perhaps it's true what they say, where there's love, there's hate.

In his mind, if Qin Qing could be with Li Hao, why couldn't she be with him? Besides, he didn't think he'd made
any unreasonable demands.

A thousand thoughts raced through Zhang Ming's mind. He knew that in this situation, as long as he was forceful, Qin Qing,
his goddess, would be his.

This was such a golden opportunity; the two of them were now only two layers of cloth apart.
Zhang Ming knew that if he missed this chance, he might not be so lucky again.

All the favorable factors seemed to be telling him that in this situation, not being assertive and proactive would be
foolish.

But Zhang Ming was, unfortunately, a fool.

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Ming released Qin Qing and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Qin Qing asked, her eyes filled with tears.

Zhang Ming's thinking was too one-sided. He hadn't considered things from Qin Qing's perspective; these things were simply unreasonable for
a young man who had just come of age.

"I won't go far. I'm just going out for some fresh air. I told you, I won't leave you!" Zhang Ming
said through gritted teeth, trying to sound nonchalant. He pushed aside the branches and ran behind a large tree, smashing it
while yelling "Ah, ah!"

as if venting his frustration.

Qin Qing saw this and felt heartbroken. Ignoring her bare feet, she
rushed over and hugged Zhang Ming, saying, "Don't do this to yourself! It hurts me so much
!"

"Do you know how much I love you? Do you know how sad I was when I found out you were with another man
? Don't treat me like a child, thinking I don't understand anything. I'm not! I'm not!"
Zhang Ming spoke loudly to Qin Qing for the first time.

After saying that, he regretted it, but since he had already said it, he said it heartlessly:
"Why can Li Hao have sex with you, but I can't? I love you, and I want you too!"

After saying this, Zhang Ming grabbed Qin Qing and started groping her haphazardly. Qin Qing pushed Zhang Ming away,
tears streaming down her face.

Zhang Ming's words tonight had a huge impact on Qin Qing. This man she regarded as a younger brother had actually
been secretly in love with her all along, not just seeing her as an older sister. Especially when she heard that Zhang Ming also wanted to have sex with her
, she felt incredibly wronged for some reason.

Qin Qing said in a hoarse voice: "You are not like him. Don't compare yourself to him! You are different!"

"Different, different, how are you different? In my eyes, I've always been a little thing, just a
little kid . I've had enough!" Zhang Ming's long-suppressed emotions finally exploded.

While talking, Zhang Ming tried to pull Qin Qing into his arms, pressing her, "Then tell me, what's different
about compared to him? Tell me, tell me!"

"In my heart, you've always been a trustworthy friend of the opposite sex, a good younger brother. Although we
haven't spent much time together since we grew up, that feeling has never changed. I just never imagined you would fall in love with me.
I... I'm not worthy of your love!" Qin Qing was already sobbing uncontrollably.

"Don't say anymore. I know my place in your heart has always been that of a child.
Don't say things like 'not worthy of my love.'" Zhang Ming paused, then said, "If you want me to be your younger brother, then be my younger brother!
I don't have the courage to sever all ties with you, to say things like 'we're breaking up.' If this is my fate, I
accept it. Don't use 'not worthy of my love' to reject me. That's the last thing I want to hear.
Don't you know that even a single toe of yours is enough for me to love you for a lifetime?" Zhang Ming knew that things
were definitely over between him and Qin Qing; he wished he hadn't acted so impulsively.

If he hadn't been so impulsive, he would still have had a chance to stay by her side, and occasionally even harbor some small expectations and fantasies.
But now, even if they could reconcile, he felt there would still be a generation gap between them.

"You don't understand, you really don't understand!" Qin Qing said softly, seemingly suppressing her emotions.

"Heh, I've heard that kind of talk too many times. Well, that's it. I'm going to sleep now! Goodnight!" Zhang Ming
was utterly disappointed. He had been somewhat impulsive, but Qin Qing's words had completely broken his heart. He
released Qin Qing in great frustration.

"I was raped by Li Hao. Do you understand now? Ah! If this is the answer you want,
I'll tell you he raped me and then wanted me to be with him. I'm just a woman, what else do you want me
to do?" Qin Qing finally revealed the secret she had kept hidden in her heart, a secret she had never told anyone.

Chapter Four: Sexual Intent Overcomes Belief

Upon hearing this secret, Zhang Ming's mind went blank. He stopped abruptly,
a surge of anger rising within him. "If that's the case, why didn't you call the police? Why were you still with him?
Why did you marry him?"

Zhang Ming couldn't understand why the truth was like this. Shouldn't she be happy?

She was willing to sacrifice so much for him, remaining by his side when his career was at a low point,
marrying him even without a house. How much courage did Qin Qing, who desperately needed security, need?

And she silently endured it all alone.

Zhang Ming fell silent, his mind a jumble, at a loss for words.

Seeing Zhang Ming's stunned silence, Qin Qing cried out, "At the very beginning of our relationship, although I..."
I wasn't very happy, but he was still very good to me afterward, and I gradually got used to it
. He kept trying to get my forgiveness afterward. I told you, he was my first man. If I don't marry him, who will I
marry? I had no choice because I didn't know what to do. I felt very insecure! I was scared! "

She had suppressed her grievances for years, never mentioning them to anyone. Whenever others spoke of their relationship, they offered mostly
praise and blessings. But only she knew that she was far from happy, especially regarding
her sexual experiences as a woman; she felt she had never felt comfortable.

Hearing Qin Qing's honest account, Zhang Ming felt excruciating pain. He had never felt such pain in his life. He
felt ashamed of his past spying on Qin Qing and deeply
remorseful for his desire to defile her. What a wonderful girl she was!

Yet Zhang Ming hadn't realized this, focusing solely on taking advantage of Qin Qing. Even when
it caused some ambiguity, this naive older sister blamed everything on herself, believing
she was too bad and it wasn't Zhang Ming's fault at all. She even felt
guilty for her body's most instinctive sexual response. This was a woman not good with words; she carried everything on her own.

Zhang Ming took a difficult step towards Qin Qing, opened his arms, and hugged her tightly, saying, 'Sister, I was wrong,
I was really wrong! I'm sorry!'" Zhang

Ming, recalling his unreasonable demands and the hatred he felt towards Qin Qing after her rejections,
felt deep remorse for his ignorance. He blamed himself for being too naive and simplistic
.

Hearing this, Qin Qing cried even harder, as if all the pent-up frustration of the past few years was being released at once. She
threw herself on Zhang Ming, sobbing uncontrollably.

Zhang Ming gently stroked Qin Qing's back, softly comforting her.

His heart, however, was filled with hatred for Li Hao. The moment he learned the truth, he truly felt the urge to kill,
because Qin Qing was his dream. His dream had been ruined—what a blow!

When Qin Qing had calmed down, Zhang Ming asked, "Sister, do you like him?"

"Like?" Qin Qing looked up blankly, "I don't know, but I know he's very good to me!"

"There are countless people who can be good to you, but he's not the only one who can make you happy!
Why are you making yourself suffer!" "Zhang Ming was completely baffled.

Qin Qing's emotions gradually calmed down as she said, "I didn't wrong myself. Maybe I just like him.
If you hadn't forced me today, I wouldn't have told you this secret. From now on, just keep this to yourself, okay?
He and I are husband and wife. Although he got me through unpleasant means at first, every time after that, it was
with my own will. I wanted to be with him, do you understand?"

Zhang Ming really didn't understand Qin Qing's thoughts, but he could only respect her opinion. Hearing Qin Qing's
answer, felt not only anger but also heartache and a great deal of helplessness.

"Yes, they're already married, and Li Hao treats her very well. That's enough. What
else can I say?" Although Zhang Ming didn't want to accept it like this, he could only think this way. This was the helplessness of reality.

"I understand! Sister! " "Zhang Ming said reluctantly, clenching his fists tightly. At this moment,
he felt that life was so cruel, devoid of any humanity. Why did fate always pick on the weak?

Because suddenly, the awkward atmosphere of this interlude disappeared without a trace. The two of them just hugged
each other without speaking, simply looking at the stars.

"Little thing, are you still upset?" Qin Qing suddenly asked. Actually, Qin Qing was asking if Zhang Ming was still upset
, but Zhang Ming accidentally misunderstood.

Zhang Ming took Qin Qing's slender fingers and calmly pressed them to his crotch. Qin Qing struggled, but heard
Zhang Ming say nonchalantly, "It's okay to be upset. Who can blame me when you're so beautiful, sister? Don't worry, sister
, I will never force you to do anything you don't want to do. I know you have your principles, but I want
you. I've always wanted you, and I will want you for the rest of my life. You can refuse my requests, but you can't stop me from thinking about
doing things!"

"Do you think that since you've said everything, you can do whatever you want to me and not listen to me
anymore?" Qin Qing reached out her other hand and slapped Zhang Ming's large hand, which was pressing against hers. Zhang Ming winced in pain and released her grip
.

From the moment she revealed her secret, Qin Qing felt a sense of relief. She felt
truly relaxed in Zhang Ming's presence, no longer needing to act like a frightened rabbit, timidly protecting her heart.

"No, no, I was just telling you what was on my mind. I didn't want to hold anything back.
Even after I get married, I'll still think this way. In this life, Qin Qing is the woman I love most!" "Zhang Ming
affirmed.

"Sigh..." Qin Qing sighed, unsure what to say, and fell silent again.

Her heart was also in turmoil; there was an insurmountable chasm between them. She dared not
accept Zhang Ming, but she couldn't bear to let him indulge
in unrequited love. After all, Zhang Ming was the only man she could trust.

Qin Qing suddenly fell silent, unsure how to respond to Zhang Ming's words.

She realized she was facing the most difficult choice of her life; a wrong choice could
change .

Seeing Qin Qing's silence, and not expecting any promises, Zhang Ming suddenly
began to recount his sordid deeds over the past few days.

"Sister, let me tell you a secret too!" Zhang Ming immediately
confessed . When she heard that Zhang Ming had tried to spy on her while she showered, she was furious. She shook
her head repeatedly, blaming herself for being too naive and being so badly deceived by Zhang Ming.

But when she said this, there wasn't much real anger in her voice. Women are strange
creatures; once their hearts are open, even the biggest mistakes won't seem wrong, but if they keep their hearts closed,
even the best mistakes will be magnified.

Especially when she heard that Zhang Ming was always watching those spy videos and masturbating, she felt even
worse , and she suddenly became more silent.

"Sister, don't say you're naive. I'm the one who betrayed your trust. Don't you feel like you trusted the wrong
person?" Zhang Ming said frankly.

"I ask you, since you came to my house to study with Mengmeng, how many times have you masturbated? And how..."
"How could you do such a thing?" Qin Qing suddenly asked, her lips trembling slightly, as if asking this question required
great courage, and there was even a hint of an older sister admonishing him in her tone.

Although he had brought it up first, Zhang Ming still
felt He stammered, "It only happened a few times a night, mainly
because you're so beautiful, sister. I just had too little self-control and was too lustful!"

"Don't you know you have to take the college entrance exam? Doing this every night not only harms your health, but
how can you guarantee your studies the next day? No wonder Mengmeng always comes back and tells me that you haven't been in good spirits lately." Qin
Qing suddenly became serious, adopting the demeanor of an older sister.

But when she heard that her beloved younger brother was so infatuated with her, her heart filled with sweetness
.

At the same time, she remembered what happened last night, and her initial self-reproach suddenly eased considerably. Strangely,
she should have been very angry knowing the truth, but instead, she felt no
guilt , and anger was out of the question.

"Hehe, I won't do it again next time!" Zhang Ming chuckled foolishly.

"Really not?" Qin Qing asked suspiciously.

"I'll try once a week! I'll try my best!" Zhang Ming said hesitantly, looking at the bright light in Qin Qing's
eyes .

Hearing Zhang Ming's answer and looking silently at the stars, Qin Qing sighed deeply
and said casually, "Can you keep this a secret?"

"Yes, I can, I definitely can!" Zhang Ming seemed to see hope.

"Promise me you'll always protect me, and you'll listen to me for the rest of your life!" Qin Qing said firmly.

"I promise, I promise, I completely promise!" "Zhang Ming quickly assured her, his heart pounding,
and his little guy beneath him stirring rapidly.

Qin Qing's gentle hand was already on Zhang Ming's crotch, her eyes looking elsewhere as she
slowly stroked him. In just a few moments, Zhang Ming was rock hard.

He excitedly tried to pull down his underwear, but then he heard Qin Qing say, 'Be good, don't push your luck!'

Qin Qing felt her heart pounding like crazy, a feeling she'd never experienced before.

At the same time, she didn't know if what she was doing was right; her mind was a mess. The only thing she knew
was that she didn't want Zhang Ming to suffer like that; she just wanted to ease his discomfort, or perhaps make some compensation to this brother who was
so infatuated with her.

'Oh, oh, okay!'" Zhang Ming dared not act rashly.

Qin Qing stroked him back and forth, feeling that Zhang Ming's penis was larger than Li Hao's; even through his underwear, she
could clearly feel it.

She knew that once she took this step, they could never go back to
their still chose to do it, because Zhang Ming could give her a long-lost sense of security.

At the same time, she still had a bottom line with Zhang Ming, which was not to cross the line between them, which was true
honesty . This was her insistence on herself, but she didn't know how long this insistence could last.

Before, she trusted Zhang Ming, but after today's events, a dependence had turned into trust.

Qin Qing felt a sensation in her lower body, a little wet.

She turned to Zhang Ming and said, "I didn't tell you to move, so don't move, okay?"

"Okay!" Zhang Ming said.

"Hmm, I trust you!" "Qin Qing said.

Qin Qing had Zhang Ming lie down on the ground. She reached out and pulled down Zhang Ming's underwear, revealing his
thick penis.

It was the first time Qin Qing had seen Zhang Ming's manhood, and a shy expression immediately appeared on her face. Her small hands trembled slightly as
she carefully grasped Zhang Ming's penis. She remembered that this was the thing that had been pressing against her for so long last night, and her heart
pounded even faster, as if it were about to jump out of her heart. Fortunately, because it was dark and she couldn't see clearly,
she had a lot of courage.

"After I help you get it done tonight, don't do it yourself when you get back, okay? The college entrance exam
is , you need to focus on your studies, okay?" Qin Qing was a little nervous at first, but
after a few strokes, she became excited. She didn't know where this excitement came from—was it
the thrill of breaking taboos, the impact of not having been with a man's body for so long, or
the novelty of having an affair behind her husband's back? She didn't know her feelings at that moment, but she truly felt that her current mood was
very special, something she had never experienced before.

"Oh...oh..." Zhang Ming cried out comfortably.

"Answer me properly!" Qin Qing stopped stroking him angrily.

"Sister, hurry up, don't stop, I'm about to come!" Zhang Ming said, looking like he was about to cry.

What man would feel better if he suddenly stopped when he was about to ejaculate?

"Then promise me!" At this moment, Qin Qing was a completely seductive little vixen.

"I promise! " Having received Zhang

Ming's promise, Qin Qing's skillful hands quickened their pace. With Zhang Ming's shouts, his semen gushed forth
like a burst dam.

Because it happened so suddenly, a few drops of Zhang Ming's ejaculation sprayed directly onto Qin Qing's smooth
, pretty face.

Qin Qing stared blankly, touching her cheek; it was sticky and viscous. She first felt a strange
stimulation , then became extremely angry, saying, "You little thing, you did that on purpose! It's disgusting! If you ever do that again,
I really won't talk to you anymore!"

At the moment of his ejaculation, Zhang Ming seemed to have all his strength drained away.
He lay on the ground, heartless, eyes closed, seemingly still in ecstasy.

Hearing Qin Qing's affectedly angry curses, he suddenly felt a sense of relief. Although he
hadn't , the satisfaction he felt was
indescribable.

"Sister, I've really fallen for you this time. You have to take responsibility for me!" Zhang Ming straightened up slightly, seeing Qin Qing
still wiping her face with the back of her hand. He pulled her close, making her lean against his chest, and said righteously.

At first, Qin Qing wasn't used to leaning against Zhang Ming in this position, but once she pressed half
her body against him, she didn't want to move. Perhaps it was because the cold night
made them warmer together, or perhaps she was tired from what had just happened.

In any case, Qin Qing leaned against Zhang Ming and said aggrievedly, "You've made me go from a woman who is faithful to one man to..."
" If I become a bad woman, who will take responsibility for my actions?"

"Sister, we haven't done 'that' yet, have we? Sister, I want to..." Zhang Ming argued, then tried
to make a request.

"No, absolutely not!" Qin Qing refused before Zhang Ming could even ask.

"Sister, I haven't said anything yet!" Zhang Ming said guiltily.

"You don't need to say anything, I know what you want. Let me tell you, I already feel very sorry for my
husband about what happened earlier. Don't even think about going any further! Not doing that kind of thing is my bottom line!" Qin Qing bit her lip
, seemingly making a decision, but then, afraid of hurting Zhang Ming, she said pitifully, "Please
think of me too, don't force me to do something difficult, okay?"

Hearing Qin Qing directly reject his advances, Zhang Ming's initial excitement plummeted.
He didn't respond, only giving a heavy "hmm," seemingly unwilling to accept this outcome.

Qin Qing seemed to sense the resentment in Zhang Ming's simple response and added, "After all, I'm his
wife!" "You little brat, you're such a heartless bastard! How can you not think about others?"

"Sis, I know! Don't say anything more, go to sleep!" Zhang Ming seemed to not want to hear these words, and
after saying this in a huff, he deliberately started snoring.

Qin Qing looked at Zhang Ming's profile, looking at the unreasonable little man, and felt a sweet feeling in her heart, but also
a little troubled.

The two of them slept together like this, and when it got cold in the middle of the night, Zhang
Ming the cold, and the two of them could only hug each other even tighter.

Zhang Ming woke up and found that he was on top of Qin Qing, and his penis was now as hard as iron.
He tentatively pushed against Qin Qing's lower body, which was only wearing underwear.

In just a moment, Zhang Ming felt a burning desire. He quickly pulled his boxer shorts down to his knees,
held his penis with one hand, and prepared to pull down Qin Qing's underwear with the other. Just then, he heard Qin Qing
plead: "No, I don't want to! Li Hao, get away!" "Let me go... Waaah!"

Hearing Qin Qing's heart-wrenching pleas and seeing her tear-streaked face, Zhang Ming's heart softened instantly
.

He released his grip on Qin Qing's underwear and pulled up his own. Zhang Ming sat down beside her, pulled Qin Qing
into his arms, stroked her, and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, with me here, no one
will be able to bully you anymore!" Lying in Zhang

Ming's arms, Qin Qing cried even harder upon hearing his words. She had woken up
when , and when he took off his underwear, she knew she couldn't escape. However,
this scene reminded her of being tricked and raped by Li Hao in a hotel.

She didn't want to, she really didn't want to. It wasn't because she disliked Zhang Ming; on the contrary,
she doted on him. She simply didn't want to have a relationship with him. She feared that if they did, their relationship would
change , and she didn't want to lose this precious bond. She was afraid of losing this sense of security,
because Qin Qing was a very insecure woman.

More importantly, Qin Qing had received a good upbringing from a young age, believing that a woman should only
have —that such a woman was pure, not the promiscuous woman found on the street. This was
the reason she accepted Li Hao and began this unhappy marriage.

Now, Zhang Ming wanted to overturn Qin Qing's... A long-held belief is easier said than done.

Qin Qing had been restraining herself, upholding her bottom line, but she didn't realize that while she
was bringing , her so-called conviction had already quietly cracked.

Frankly, it's a matter of the pot calling the kettle black; if you're going to stick to
something, stick to it completely. If you try to open up even a little, it'll be like a dam bursting—starting with a small leak, it will eventually
overflow and become uncontrollable.

Besides, in matters of sex, the mind always lags behind the body, whether you admit it or not, that's the truth.

Although Zhang Ming forced himself to endure it, he couldn't sleep because his penis was painfully hard.
If he weren't afraid of triggering bad memories for Qin Qing, afraid of hurting her, Zhang Ming wouldn't have put himself through this.
After a while, thinking he had coaxed Qin Qing to sleep, he gently placed her on the ground,
quietly went to the side, quickly took off his underwear, and began rapidly stroking his penis with his right hand.

"I'm sorry, sister, I really can't hold back. Why can't you just give me one time? I don't want this kind of
distant love!" "I love you, I really love you!" Zhang Ming murmured, gripping his rock-hard penis,
seemingly filled with resentment.

Qin Qing had been awake since Zhang Ming put her down. Zhang Ming had endured the pain, and so had she
.

She had always wanted to stick to her principles and not have a physical relationship with Zhang Ming, constantly
reminding herself of this. But when she heard Zhang Ming's private confession, her heart softened.

Qin Qing quietly walked behind Zhang Ming, gently hugged him, and said nothing.
Zhang Ming, who had been focused on masturbating, was startled when someone appeared behind him.
However, when he realized it was Qin Qing, he stopped and said aggrievedly, "Sister, go to
sleep first. I'll go to sleep after I'm done!"

Qin Qing leaned against Zhang Ming's back and shook her head, saying, "Can you promise not to go in?"

Zhang Ming was thrilled to hear this, but after thinking for a moment, he still said aggrievedly, "Is it just another masturbation session?
Enough! You know I want more than that." "

It turns out Zhang Ming was still sulking. He was just stuck on the issue, constantly agonizing over
why Li Hao could do it while he couldn't.

He also strongly rejected Qin Qing's reasons for refusing him, especially
the idea that intimacy would sour feelings. Zhang Ming didn't agree with any of it.

Leaning against Zhang Ming's back, Qin Qing sighed, 'You really are my nemesis!'

'Whether we're nemesis or not, I don't know. I only know that you are my most beloved sister, and I want…' Before
Zhang Ming could finish speaking, Qin Qing stepped in front of him from behind, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him, silencing
him with a kiss.

The moment their lips touched, Zhang Ming forgot everything else, frantically trying to embrace Qin Qing,
one hand on her back, the other reaching for her breasts."

Qin Qing giggled at Zhang Ming's antics, saying, "Silly boy, you don't even know how to kiss?"

Though she spoke casually, she was actually more nervous than Zhang Ming. She knew she was playing with fire; if
she didn't control it, unpredictable things could happen. But even so, she chose to do it
because she truly couldn't bring herself to hate Zhang Ming. This agonizing internal conflict was unbearable for her.

Zhang Ming scratched his head sheepishly, saying, "Sis, don't laugh at me, I'm still a virgin!"

Qin Qing seemed to have known this all along. She patiently said, "Come on, let's go over there. I'll teach you
how to kiss today, okay?"

The moment Qin Qing took that first step, all her previous anxieties seemed to vanish. She didn't dare think about
what would happen next, only wanting to take it one step at a time.

Zhang Ming felt incredibly happy at this moment. Everything seemed to have happened too fast. He dared not
think about it, nor dared to verify anything. He just stood there, letting Qin Qing pull him along. He didn't even bother to pull up his underwear; instead,
he pulled it off, leaving himself naked, and followed Qin Qing to a flat, open space.

Qin Qing felt helpless seeing Zhang Ming's slovenly behavior, but she also felt incredibly relaxed,
without any psychological burden. It seemed that the moment she made her decision, she had abandoned all other thoughts.

Qin Qing took Zhang Ming's hands and placed them on her waist, while she wrapped her arms around his
neck her big eyes blinking as she said, "Don't rush, there's plenty of time tonight. Take your time, okay?"

Once the knot in her heart was untied, everything would fall into place naturally. At least for now, Qin
Qing hadn't forgotten to play the role of an older sister. Perhaps she couldn't bear to see Zhang Ming uncomfortable, or perhaps she
wanted to feel that way herself.

"Okay, sure!" Zhang Ming became obedient now, but from the beginning, he felt like his brain wasn't
working properly.

Qin Qing proactively pressed her lips to Zhang Ming's, initially just touching them, then
she extended her tongue and slipped it into his mouth. Zhang Ming felt Qin Qing's wet, slippery tongue, and instinctively, he returned the gesture, his tongue circling

with hers in his mouth , the two sucking on each other. "Hoo..." Qin Qing released her mouth, saying, "I'm out of breath!" Zhang Ming awkwardly remained silent, instead reaching out to unhook Qin Qing's bra. He fumbled around behind her for a long time, but couldn't manage it. In desperation, he roughly pushed her bra up. Qin Qing's full breasts spilled out of the bra, dazzlingly white even in the darkness . Qin Qing initially wanted to scold Zhang Ming for his roughness, but seeing him already bent , each hand grasping one of her breasts, his head buried in her chest, rapidly sucking on her breasts, she was moved. "Oh~ Oh, be gentle, don't rush! Hmm~" Qin Qing involuntarily took two steps back and leaned against the boulder. She pressed against Zhang Ming's gentle caresses, letting out soft moans. Zhang Ming had seen women's breasts online before, but this was the first time he had actually touched and kissed them. He originally thought he would appreciate them properly, but instead, as soon as he pushed Qin Qing's bra up, he grabbed at them haphazardly. His mouth almost instinctively wanted to bite Qin Qing's nipple. Zhang Ming thought Qin Qing's breasts looked very good, very firm. Although he could see the shape of Qin Qing's areola and nipple , he felt that Qin Qing's nipples must not be very big. Therefore, under his haphazard attack, the nipple, which was the size of a soybean, had already hardened. Zhang Ming stuck out his tongue and circled around the nipple. "Good brother, be gentle, you're hurting me!" Qin Qing frowned and said. Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming quickly changed his grip from holding Qin Qing's breasts to a more relaxed hold. The touch was incredibly soft, as if he could knead Qin Qing's breasts into any shape he wanted, like dough. Afraid of hurting his goddess if he used too much force, Zhang Ming carefully moved his head from Qin Qing's breasts to her lower abdomen, using his nimble tongue to lick her navel . This caused Qin Qing to twist her slender waist repeatedly. Qin Qing continued to hold Zhang Ming's head down, saying, "Silly boy, don't do anything rash!" Qin Qing felt waves of pleasure . When Zhang Ming impatiently reached out and pulled down Qin Qing's panties, she couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" Lost in the wonderful sensation, she quickly opened her eyes. Qin Qing covered her private parts tightly with her right hand, her left hand instinctively shielding her chest. Her eyes were glazed as she said, "Little thing, is this enough?" Zhang Ming was oblivious to everything else; he felt his whole body burning. He reached out to remove Qin Qing's hand, but with a slight effort, he found she was holding on tightly. He didn't dare force her and looked at her questioningly. Qin Qing, already impatient from Zhang Ming's relentless advances, hesitated at the final step. She had always been an insecure woman; she feared that if this happened, she would lose Zhang Ming, and she didn't want to lose the sense of security and stability she had always craved. It was a battle between her mind and body. Tears welled up in Qin Qing's eyes again, and she turned her head away, saying nothing more. Zhang Ming, unable to bear the discomfort any longer, stopped trying to pry Qin Qing's small hands away. Instead, he directly pressed his large penis against Qin Qing's private parts. However, Qin Qing's private parts were tightly guarded by her small hands, but Zhang Ming ignored this and pressed . When the exposed glans of Zhang Ming pressed against the back of Qin Qing's hand, her heart trembled. Her hand, which had been covering her private parts, clenched into a fist, leaving a large gap. Qin Qing still kept her hand on her private parts. This allowed Zhang Ming to enter through the small opening formed by Qin Qing's hand. Since it was Zhang Ming's first time doing something like this, he should have been disoriented, but due to Qin Qing's subconscious behavior, Zhang Ming took advantage of the situation and directly inserted his penis into Qin Qing's small hand. The exposed glans, through Qin Qing's soft hand, plunged into Qin Qing's vaginal opening. With a "whoosh," it penetrated through her labia and forcefully entered Qin Qing's vagina.

"Mmm~ Mmm," Qin Qing couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her hand, which had been covering her private parts, seemed about to loosen
its grip.

Zhang Ming's heart soared to its peak. Although his penis wasn't fully inserted into Qin Qing's vagina,
his glans was completely inside. The tight, enveloping sensation made him want to shout
, as if only a shout could relieve this incredibly pleasurable feeling.

In a flash, after Zhang Ming's first thrust, the second followed closely. The sensations from his glans
were increasingly intense.

Qin Qing's heart was completely ablaze. Her small hand, which had been covering her private parts, seemed unable to hold on any longer and
loosened its grip. Zhang Ming, still habitually believing there was still a barrier, thrust forward with all his might, but
Qin Qing suddenly released her hand.

"Plop!"

Zhang Ming's entire penis plunged into Qin Qing's wet vagina, reaching all the way to her cervix.

"Oh, I'm going to die, you bad guy, be gentle! Do you want to kill your sister? Waaah~!" Qin Qing
suddenly started to cry, patting Zhang Ming's shoulder repeatedly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, sis! I..." Zhang Ming panicked when he saw Qin Qing crying.

Qin Qing reached out and hugged Zhang Ming's neck, her eyes flashing with doting affection as she gently said, "Go ahead and move!"

Zhang Ming then gently pulled out and gently inserted again, very carefully.

Qin Qing's long-empty vagina was instantly filled by Zhang Ming, and her heart was instantly satisfied. She
felt Zhang Ming's thick penis thrusting inside her, making her truly feel that they
had really made love, without a trace of fakery.

Although Zhang Ming slowed down the speed of his thrusting, the pleasure brought by the friction
did not . Perhaps because it was their first time having sex, Zhang Ming felt that he was about to ejaculate again.

Zhang Ming laid Qin Qing down on the ground. He used his most familiar position for their first intimate
encounter, their lower bodies pressed tightly together. Zhang Ming held Qin Qing's slender waist, thrusting rapidly while moaning,
"Sister, I can't hold back anymore, I'm going to cum!"

"Mmm!" Qin Qing felt her vagina begin to contract; she knew she was almost there.
She blushed and responded.

Zhang Ming, understanding her intention, increased his thrusting speed.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Before Qin Qing could react, Zhang Ming cried out loudly, his hot semen shooting
wave after wave into Qin Qing's vagina, filling it completely.

At the moment of Zhang Ming's climax, Qin Qing's slender hands, with their long nails,
dug several marks into Zhang Ming's back, moaning repeatedly, "Mmm~ I can't take it anymore, I really can't!"

The night, which should have been quiet, fell silent again after Qin Qing's final cry.

After they finished, neither of them spoke. Qin Qing, naked, leaned against Zhang Ming's
chest , listening to his heartbeat.

Zhang Ming, satisfied, wrapped one arm around Qin Qing's body, while his other hand rested
on her breast, gently caressing it.

"Little thing, is what we're doing right?" Qin Qing suddenly looked up at Zhang Ming.

Without hesitation, Zhang Ming firmly replied, "Right or wrong, I don't know, but I do know that we're happy
like this , aren't we?"

"Yes, happy, we should be happy!" Qin Qing nodded, continuing to nestle against Zhang Ming's chest, though a slight unease lingered in her
heart ; perhaps she hadn't yet fully recovered from the passion.

Time passed slowly.

"Ah! You can't be serious!" Qin Qing suddenly exclaimed, breaking the silence of the night.

Zhang Ming's penis, which had paused for a moment, became erect again.

Zhang Ming grinned at Qin Qing and said, "Sis, I didn't even get a taste of the sweetness before it was over. Now I
'm going to have a big feast!"

"No, help!" Qin Qing scrambled off Zhang Ming's body and hid to the side.

Zhang Ming stood up with a grin and hugged Qin Qing from behind. Qin Qing ran to a small tree, but couldn't get away,
so she leaned against a tree and whined, "What are you doing? I don't want to do it anymore, I'm so tired!"

"Sis, be good, it'll be over soon!" Zhang Ming guided her while hugging
Qin Qing tightly from behind and rubbing his penis against her buttocks.

Qin Qing couldn't hold back anymore after being teased by Zhang Ming for a few moments. She obediently leaned against the small tree in front of her,
bent down, and stuck out her round, plump buttocks, swaying from side to side as she said, "Then hurry up, don't move around!"

Seeing Qin Qing's invitation, Zhang Ming didn't dare to tease her too much. He guided his penis, which had become hard again,
to Qin Qing's soft vulva and positioned it accordingly.

"Plop!"

Zhang Ming's entire penis slid in with a soft sound. Zhang Ming held Qin Qing's waist and thrust in and out rhythmically.

"Sister, I was just about to ask, why is your pussy so tight!" Originally, Zhang Ming thought that Qin Qing
had been married for over a year, and because she was so perfect, she must be fucked by Li Hao every day. But he
didn't know until he actually penetrated her.

His good sister's private parts were really tight. Even he, a young man who had never had sexual experience before,
felt that it was very tight. The tightness from the vagina made Zhang Ming afraid that he would ejaculate too quickly.

Zhang Ming lacked practical experience but had plenty of theory. He knew that if he was too hasty at the beginning and didn't
get Qin Qing's vagina wet, their first sexual encounter wouldn't have felt as good.

Qin Qing arched her buttocks, inviting Zhang Ming's entry. But as she felt a surge of fullness, she heard
Zhang Ming's lewd words, and she was instantly filled with shame.

Zhang Ming continued thrusting, but receiving no response from Qin Qing, he persisted, "Sister,
tell , why is it so tight?"

Qin Qing had initially tried to ignore it, but she hadn't expected Zhang Ming to keep asking. She couldn't
think of a reason. If she had to give a reason, she thought it might be because Li Hao hadn't been home for a long time, or perhaps she
had never truly opened up to him.

Qin Qing thought for a while, unable to come up with a good answer, while Zhang Ming continued thrusting relentlessly,
pressing her for an answer.

Finally, Qin Qing gave up and made up an excuse: "Maybe your thing is too big!"

Hearing this reason, Zhang Ming felt proud but pretended to be stupid, saying, "Sister, what are you saying
is too big !"

Qin Qing cursed Zhang Ming inwardly for being such a shameless little devil. However, she also enjoyed this kind of
conversation during sex. She blushed and whispered, "Your penis, it's your little brother's penis that's too big!"

"Ah, good sister, my good sister, my big cock belongs only to you, I'm so happy."
Zhang Ming said incoherently.

"Hmm, good little brother, be gentle, don't go so fast, oh~" Qin Qing
felt like she was flying as she listened to Zhang Ming's incoherent words.

The thought that Zhang Ming was the one vigorously fucking her from behind made her feel incredibly relaxed, and she
didn't to resist saying these words.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Zhang Ming's scrotum slapped Qin Qing's snow-white buttocks, making a slapping sound. Qin Qing's pleas for mercy
did not arouse Zhang Ming's tenderness, but instead, her words quickly ignited Zhang Ming's passion.

"Oh~ Oh~ Good little brother, be gentle! It hurts your sister!" Qin Qing
cried out, her hands gripping the small tree trunk, her toes pointing high.

When Zhang Ming's penis was pulled out of Qin Qing's vagina, she visibly relaxed, but
before she could exhale, she felt Zhang Ming release his hands from her waist and turn her body to
face him.

Before, with her back to Zhang Ming, Qin Qing was bolder and more cooperative, but now, face to face, she
felt a little reserved. However, when Zhang Ming's penis thrust into her vagina again, Qin Qing
forgot everything. One of her long legs was lifted by Zhang Ming, instinctively hooking around his waist, her little feet
swaying with each thrust, incredibly sexy.

Qin Qing felt like she was going crazy; she had never experienced anything like this before, and at that moment, she even wished it could stay
like this forever.

Thrusting into Qin Qing's wet vagina, even Zhang Ming, who had already ejaculated twice that night, couldn't
resist the feeling of being sucked into Qin Qing's body.

"Sister, I'm sorry! I'm going to ejaculate again! Ah~ Sister!" Due to his lack of experience, Zhang Ming ejaculated without warning.
But that moment of ejaculation, he felt as if his soul had been shot into Qin Qing's vagina,

and his whole body trembled. Qin Qing also climaxed at the same time as Zhang Ming ejaculated.

She collapsed limply into Zhang Ming's arms, listening to the chirping of insects and birds around her, a satisfied smile on her face,
but a hint of sadness between her brows. She had quietly fallen asleep at some point, too exhausted.

The two of them had been arguing and crying all night, and finally fell asleep quietly amidst the sounds of their lovemaking.

Chapter 5, Heartbreak

The affair between the two men and women broke through that barrier, and everything became a natural progression. Since
returning from the "base" that day, the relationship between Qin Qing and Zhang Ming had undergone a fundamental change.

Back at work, Qin Qing always wore a faint smile, her face radiant like a peach blossom. Her colleagues
blushed at the sight; what an alluring woman she was!

Qin Qing worked for a large jewelry company with branches all over the country and headquarters in Hong Kong.
Although her company only had a few hundred employees, it was still quite a large
operation. Qin Qing's success in gaining the favor of her demanding female boss was
due not only to her formal training and professional knowledge, but also to her strong learning ability and hard work.

Sitting opposite Qin Qing's desk was a thin man in his thirties wearing black-rimmed glasses,
named Wang Zhong, a long-time employee of the company.

Just when Wang Zhong was feeling bored at work, Qin Qing appeared.

Qin Qing's desk was assigned opposite Wang Zhong's. At work, Qin Qing rarely dared
to talk to male colleagues. This was partly due to her personality, but more so because she didn't want to see them talking to her,
their eyes always roaming over her chest or thighs. Although a little vanity occasionally brought her
a secret thrill and satisfaction, constantly facing those predatory gazes was unbearable for anyone, leaving
only annoyance.

However, Qin Qing had quite a few conversations with Wang Zhong. The reason was that when Qin Qing first arrived, Wang Zhong
had helped her in various ways.

Actually, Wang Zhong was a lecherous man; his efforts to help Qin Qing were simply an attempt to get close to her. However, although Wang Zhong was
lustful, he was timid, and Qin Qing knew how to maintain distance, preventing this lecherous man from taking advantage
of her .

This day, Qin Qing, as usual, quietly sat in her office and began working.

She was completely unaware that Wang Zhong across from her had once again taken out his phone and started snapping photos of her stockinged legs.

Qin Qing's desk was the kind with three sides enclosed, making it difficult to see what was happening
inside . Wang Zhong, with his back against the wall, had a natural advantage in spying on Qin Qing.

He furtively looked up and surveyed his colleagues, who were all engrossed in their work. Excitedly,
he pushed his chair back slightly, crouching under the desk. He pulled out his pre-prepared phone and

quickly snapped photos of Qin Qing's high heels and calves.

Perhaps because summer was approaching and the air conditioning in the office seemed
ineffective , Qin Qing quietly removed one high heel, placing her stockinged foot on the back of the shoe.

The almost transparent flesh-colored stockings encased her milky-white feet, exuding an indescribable youthful allure.

Wang Zhong swallowed hard, thinking, "Why are my wife's feet so big and her calves so thick, like
carrot legs, while this little girl's legs are so perfect? I really want to grab them and take a bite!"

Of course, Wang Zhong could only feast his eyes. He saw Qin Qing's five round little toes twitch
slightly inside her stockings, as if exercising, and his heart followed those toes.

Qin Qing's little feet weren't painted with nail polish, just like her delicate hands, only covered with a layer of transparent
protective paint, but even so, they were incredibly alluring.

After looking at the documents for a while, Qin Qing seemed to get tired. She simply took her other foot out, put it aside
to air it out, moved her chair back, and then stretched her legs as much as possible, doing a yawn.

Wang Zhong had been staring at Qin Qing's jade-like feet, but he didn't expect Qin Qing to suddenly make this forward movement. She was only five
centimeters away from touching Wang Zhong's face with her toes.

"It smells so good, it seems to be the scent of shower gel!" Wang Zhong muttered excitedly, startled.

Work is always tedious. Qin Qing looked at the documents, put on her high heels, made herself a cup of coffee, and her mind
was filled with thoughts of her relationship with Zhang Ming these past few days.

Since returning home, Zhang Ming, having tasted forbidden fruit, seemed addicted, constantly seeking ways to get close to
Qin Qing. Even when Qin Mengmeng was present, Zhang Ming, driven by lust, dared to flirt with Qin Qing.

Qin Qing recalled that night when she had taken advantage of Zhang Ming's father's absence, proactively putting on her professional attire, black stockings, and high heels
, and her pretty face flushed even more.

That day was the first week after they returned home. Qin Qing thought about how she had taken advantage of Zhang Ming's father's absence,
late at night unable to resist Zhang Ming's persistent advances. While telling herself she hadn't resisted, she also
sweetly savored the memory of that day.

That day, Qin Qing was wearing a dark coat, revealing a blue bra with white lace trim underneath, her
deep cleavage forming a beautiful curve. She wore brown shorts, and
her long legs, encased in black stockings, were in ten-centimeter high heels. She stood gracefully outside the door.

Zhang Ming's eyes widened, but he didn't let Qin Qing in.

"Idiot, why aren't you letting me in!" Seeing Zhang Ming's reaction, Qin Qing's vanity was slightly
satisfied , and she laughed and scolded him.

"Oh, please come in!" Zhang Ming stepped aside to let Qin Qing in.

After locking the door, he grabbed Qin
Qing's voluptuous body from behind, his hands quickly grasping her full, firm breasts.

"Ah! What are you doing? You scared me to death!" Qin Qing exclaimed, but didn't struggle.

"Sister, I've missed you so much these past few days, I want you now!" Zhang Ming said bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Qing's tense heart relaxed. She let Zhang Ming grasp her full breasts.
After a couple of squeezes, Zhang Ming naturally pushed aside her bra and directly grasped Qin Qing's full, soft breasts.

His other hand reached down to unbutton her shorts.

"Little thing!" Qin Qing grabbed Zhang Ming's hand and cried out.

"Sister...please, I've been holding back for so long!" Zhang Ming actually wanted to say that he had wanted to do this for a long time.

Hearing this, Qin Qing saw Zhang Ming's uncomfortable expression and loosened her grip on his hand.

At first, Zhang Ming was rather clumsy. He was too nervous to
unbutton them and both of them were unsteady on their feet. He had to unbutton them while guiding Qin Qing to the living room, where she placed her hands on
the sofa.

When Zhang Ming successfully unbuttoned them and pulled Qin Qing's brown shorts down to the knees,
Qin Qing's round buttocks were encased in black pantyhose. Zhang Ming reached out and, imitating a scene from a movie,
touched .

Qin Qing trembled as soon as Zhang Ming touched her private parts.

"Little thing...don't do this, it hurts..." Qin Qing said.

Zhang Ming didn't answer, but instead stroked Qin Qing's round buttocks and her already wet private parts.
Gradually, Zhang Ming couldn't take it anymore. He directly took off his shorts, took out his rock-hard penis
, and pressed it against Qin Qing's private parts.

"Ah!" Qin Qing accidentally cried out, then quickly bit her lower lip to stop herself from making a sound.

Little did she know that this cry completely aroused Zhang Ming's beastly nature. Zhang Ming roughly tore
open Qin Qing's black stockings, turned her over, and faced her already prepared mouth, quickly kissing Qin Qing
's sexy little mouth.

At first, Qin Qing didn't dare to respond boldly, but her private parts were being gently and rhythmically
pressed against by Zhang Ming.

Unconsciously, she also felt something, gradually becoming intoxicated by this beautiful moment. Her smooth, fragrant tongue had
unknowingly fallen into Zhang Ming's mouth.

While his mouth was busy, his hands naturally didn't stop either. Zhang Ming used his free hand to
unbutton the last two buttons of Qin Qing's dark coat, and his hands once again caressed and kneaded Qin Qing's full, milky-white breasts.

Suddenly, Zhang Ming hooked Qin Qing's legs, lifted her up, and placed her on the
glass table in front of the sofa.

Then he laid Qin Qing flat on the table and put her legs on his shoulders. However, the sharp heels of her
high almost scratched his face. Zhang Ming continued to tear at her black stockings,
revealing a pink pair of panties underneath. He tried to pull them off but failed, almost hurting Qin Qing. He had no choice but to forcibly pull
the panties down to her knees, making Qin Qing's legs even more tightly bound.

Qin Qing hadn't expected that Zhang Ming would strip her lower body naked in such a short time. Now she could
feel the cold tabletop.

A shy expression appeared on Qin Qing's face.

Zhang Ming's eyes were fixed on Qin Qing's dark pubic hair and her pink labia tightly pressed
together . He reached out and touched Qin Qing's soft pubic hair and then
her wet, soft labia.

He freed one hand to support his penis, preparing to insert it into Qin Qing's tightly pressed labia. Just then,
Qin Qing covered her exposed private parts with one small hand and said, "Do you remember our agreement?"

Zhang Ming pretended to be clueless and said, "Sister, which one are you talking about?"

Qin Qing turned her head away angrily and said, "If you really forgot, fine, but don't even think about touching me again!
Consider today a nightmare!"

Seeing Qin Qing's expression, Zhang Ming no longer dared to pretend to be clueless and immediately said, "Sister, I remember. You said
we could only think about that after I got into university. I know you were worried about my studies, but you
really don't know how perfect you are, how irresistible you are to men!"

"Hmph, disobedient child, I don't like that. You said it yourself, that you wanted me to give you one time tonight, and then
you would study hard until you got into university and then come back to me. You broke your promise and treated the agreement like a joke, how annoying!"
Qin Qing seemed somewhat resentful, blaming Zhang Ming for being disobedient.

Hearing Qin Qing's words, Zhang Ming knew that tonight would be the last night before the college entrance exam. Thinking about
how many days were left until the exam, Zhang Ming felt restless and eager, but he was even more afraid of disappointing his sister. Finally,
reluctantly, he said, "Sis, I'll listen to you! But you have to promise me that after I get into university,
you won't make any more excuses, okay?"

Qin Qing glanced at Zhang Ming with alluring eyes, then withdrew her hand, saying tenderly, "Okay."
"As long as you get into university, I'll be your prize, okay?"

"Sis!" Zhang Ming, his small eyes red, guided his penis to Qin Qing's labia and said emotionally, "Why are you
so !"

With a "whoosh," his thick penis was already more than halfway inside.

"Mmm, little thing, be gentle!" Qin Qing cried out.

"So tight!" Zhang Ming entered this long-awaited forbidden land again, filled with joy. He felt his
penis being tightly wrapped by Qin Qing's vagina, feeling it warm and soft. He looked at Qin Qing with heartache but
dared not move again, instead asking tentatively, "Sis, does it still hurt?" Qin

Qing covered her lips and gently shook her head. This wasn't Zhang Ming's first time doing this with Qin Qing, but for some reason,
her private parts were tighter than other women's. Therefore, if there wasn't enough lubrication, Qin Qing would feel
pain. If Zhang Ming hadn't considered Qin Qing's feelings, he would have already gone all out.

Now, after receiving Qin Qing's hint, he started moving gently again. Once he felt there was
plenty of , he began to thrust violently.

Qin Qing's slender legs were still clad in black stockings, and her sexy high heels were still on her feet.
However, under Zhang Ming's vigorous thrusts, the black high heel on her right foot fell to the ground with a "clatter."

Zhang Ming felt he was about to ejaculate, so he quickly stopped, pulled Qin Qing's shorts, underwear, and stockings
down to her ankles, freeing her previously bound legs. Then, standing on the ground, he placed his hands on Qin Qing 's
slender waist and thrust quickly a few times.

"Sister, I'm going to cum!" Zhang Ming exclaimed excitedly.

"Don't cum inside…!" Before Qin Qing could finish speaking, she cried out again, "Ahhh!"

This was Qin Qing's first cry after her climax. At the same time, her
bare foot, free of high heels, formed a perfect arc, like a golden ingot, incredibly alluring.

Zhang Ming ejaculated quickly, and Qin Qing reached her climax at the same moment.

After ejaculating, Zhang Ming collapsed onto Qin Qing, seemingly still immersed in the afterglow.
Qin Qing clearly felt a hot liquid flowing from her genitals through her labia. She
stared at the ceiling in disbelief, stroking Zhang Ming's head and murmuring, "Little thing, you're really going to ruin
me this time!" Qin

Qing recalled her last visit; she had been so worried that she went to buy medicine. This time, she had actually brought
condoms , but she underestimated Zhang Ming's self-control. He hadn't even fully undressed before they started having sex.

Zhang Ming didn't say anything, simply savoring the tranquility of the moment.

To be honest, for Zhang Ming, the emotional satisfaction from this experience far outweighed the physical. Last time, Zhang Ming
had relied on favorable circumstances, which had a somewhat bittersweet element, but this time, Qin Qing had
taken the initiative previously anxious heart. He knew that his future
life... He wouldn't be lonely anymore.

Zhang Ming was a sunny, handsome guy in school, but he mostly looked down on the
girls because some girls hinted they wanted to date him, and he'd compare them to Qin Qing. After that comparison
, Zhang Ming lost interest.

While some of his classmates were taking their girlfriends to hotels and bragging about it back in their dorms, Zhang Ming was
patient. He knew that if he wanted, there were plenty of girls in school who would be willing; he just couldn't understand
it.

But anyway, everything that seemed impossible finally became a clear
reality .

"Sis, let's go take a shower?" Zhang Ming said.

"Okay!" "Qin Qing used to act like a boss in front of Zhang Ming, but
after this relationship, she unconsciously became a little woman, even though she was a bit older than Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming contentedly picked Qin Qing up from the table. At this moment, Qin Qing's chest was completely exposed, revealing a pair of perfect
, snow-white breasts. Her underwear was already on the floor, with only one foot still covered by a black stocking.

Zhang Ming carried Qin Qing into the bathroom and then undressed her completely. However,
when Qin Qing was about to take off the black stocking on her other foot, Zhang Ming objected, stating that he liked it this way.

Hearing Zhang Ming say he liked it, Qin..." Even though it was uncomfortable, Qin Qing had no choice but to wear it.

Qin Qing walked to the bathtub, intending to fill it with water for a soak, while Zhang Ming stripped
naked and rinsed himself with the showerhead. But when he turned around, he saw Qin Qing bending over
to fill the tub.

Her plump, white buttocks were facing him, and because of the recent sex, her
genitals were wet, with a few pubic hairs still damp.

Zhang Ming went over and grabbed Qin Qing's buttocks. Before she could turn around to understand what was happening, he thrust his
penis into her vagina.

"Ah, no! Stop it!" Qin Qing never expected Zhang Ming to want it again. She wanted to say something to stop him,
but his penis was already inside her, and it was impossible to stop. She could only hold onto
the edge of , spread her legs wide, and stick her buttocks up high to welcome Zhang Ming's thrusts.

Qin Qing's breasts were already large, and because she was bent over, they appeared even fuller.

One of Qin Qing's feet was flat on the tile, while her other small, stockinged foot was supported by her toes.

"Sis, come and hold on here!" Zhang Ming pointed to the sink.

"Little brother, hurry up and finish, my legs are getting weak!" "Qin Qing begged for mercy. But
she obediently held onto the sink, raised her round, plump buttocks again, and stood on tiptoe, ready to welcome Zhang Ming's entry.

Zhang Ming, holding his penis, aimed and thrust in again.

"Ah~ Hmm~ Hmm," Qin Qing's cries weren't loud, but each syllable seemed endlessly
alluring .

Zhang Ming held Qin Qing's slender waist, his penis thrusting in and out of her buttocks repeatedly, accompanied
by the sound of his scrotum slapping against her buttocks.

"Slap, slap, slap!"

"Oh, little brother, slower, I can't take it anymore!" Qin Qing felt herself about to climax again.

Her beautiful legs stood straight, her unpainted toes pressing firmly against
the tiles . With Zhang Ming's thrusts, Qin Qing's jade-like feet swayed back and forth.

As Qin Qing spoke, she inadvertently looked up at the misty reflection in the mirror. Her flushed
face seemed to be carrying two blushes. She saw the man behind her, thrusting with a satisfied and excited expression.
Emotions instantly reached their peak.

"Mmm, you bad boy, you bad little brother, remember to protect me for life!" For the first time tonight, Qin Qing bravely spoke
her true feelings.

Hearing Qin Qing's cry, Zhang Ming
felt . Seeing Qin Qing's somewhat lewd expression in the mirror, he couldn't resist any longer. During his rapid thrusts,
streams of semen gushed into Qin Qing's body.

When Zhang Ming pulled his penis out, Qin Qing almost lost her balance, nearly collapsing to the ground. A
satisfied expression appeared on her face, and soft, panting breaths echoed gently in the bathroom.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming quickly reached out from behind and grasped Qin Qing's full breasts, pulling her into
his arms . Qin Qing naturally turned around and hugged Zhang Ming's neck, offering her fragrant red tongue,
entwining it with his.

They didn't know how long they bathed, but when they reappeared naked, they were already on Zhang Ming
's bed.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Ming wanted more, and Qin Qing had to plead, "Little thing, it
hurts a bit, let's not do it today!"

"Sister, you've been married for over a year, how come your pussy is so tight? I almost
couldn't get in!" Zhang Ming hugged Qin Qing and bit her earlobe, bringing up the old topic again.

Hearing Zhang Ming bring up this topic again and say such crude things, Qin Qing didn't want to talk about it deeply, but
she said nonchalantly, "That's because Li Hao and I haven't made love much!"

"Ah? Really? Sister! That's great!" This was the best news Zhang Ming had heard all night.

Qin Qing lovingly stroked Zhang Ming's face and said affectionately, "Actually, if you really count,
I've only made love with him a dozen times in the past year. On the one hand, I was a little unwilling, and I was a little
afraid . On the other hand, it's because he's away on business more often than at home, which is why this
happened!"

"Sister, don't worry, I won't let you suffer anymore!" Zhang Ming said confidently.

"I'm not upset, I just need to calm down and think about whether I was right or wrong!" Qin Qing said helplessly.

"Sister, don't feel guilty. If that guy hadn't molested you, would he have you?
With his looks, if it were a marriage selection process, he'd be lined up in outer space. Besides, I don't think it was
love at all. You don't need to blame yourself!" Zhang Ming actually tried to reason with Qin Qing, and didn't forget to say a few bad things about
Li Hao .

"Hehe, little thing, you don't understand what I'm saying. And who I want to sleep with is none of his business.
I don't need to blame myself because he owes me!" Qin Qing said without reservation.

Hearing Qin Qing's words, Zhang Ming was initially very excited, but then he thought that he was able to have Qin Qing partly
because of her doting, and partly because Qin Qing had been neglected by Li Hao and his disrespect for her
wishes .

Zhang Ming helped Qin Qing get dressed, but he couldn't wear those black stockings no matter what!

"How come I never noticed you had such a perverted fetish before?" Qin Qing said angrily, looking at the torn stockings.

"Sis, if you don't like it, I won't do it again," Zhang Ming said immediately.

"Hmph, as long as you're obedient, I'll satisfy your needs a little, you little rascal!" Qin Qing
said with a smile.

Seeing Qin Qing's complete and unreserved devotion, Zhang Ming excitedly hugged Qin Qing again and said, "Sis, why are you
so good to me? You didn't answer me just now!

" "Silly boy, don't think so much. Just cherish me. And remember our promise,
don't come looking for me again, okay?" The two climaxes tonight made Qin Qing feel that her self-control was getting
weaker and weaker. She felt that sooner or later she would be completely obedient to Zhang Ming.

"Then what will I do if I miss you?" Zhang Ming put on a very aggrieved expression again.

"The phone, silly boy, there's still the phone, isn't there? Okay, don't see me off. I'm in the next building. I
'll go back by myself!" Qin Qing tried to stop Zhang Ming from taking her home, but even though it was so late and they lived in the same neighborhood, he
was still worried and insisted on walking her home. By the time Zhang Ming quietly dropped Qin Qing

off, it was almost 2 a.m. Deep into the night, Qin Qing still lay awake, her eyes wide open. She took out her phone, intending to text Zhang Ming,
but found he had also texted her: "Sis, I want you!"

Qin Qing happily replied, "You little rascal, go to sleep now, remember our promise!"

Holding her phone, Qin Qing stared blankly at the messages she'd exchanged with Zhang Ming, recalling
the events of that day. Her face flushed, and her legs involuntarily tightened.

It wasn't until a colleague patted her on the back and said the manager was looking for her that she snapped out of her reverie, breaking out in
a cold sweat to find herself slightly wet.

"That wretched guy, making me think about you like this! If you don't keep our promise, see
how deal with you!" Qin Qing made excuses for her embarrassment.

After meeting with her department manager, she learned that the sales manager was going to be transferred to another department and promoted to
vice president , leaving the sales manager position vacant.

Therefore, the company decided to recruit internally. Qin Qing's immediate supervisor, that demanding old woman, had watched Qin Qing
grow step by step, and thus had the idea of promoting her.

"Manager Yan, I'm from finance. Would it be inappropriate for me to go into sales? Besides, I've never done
sales I'm not cut out for it!" Upon hearing that her manager wanted to recommend her for the sales manager position, Qin Qing was immediately
startled and repeatedly declined, but secretly she had a little desire to try it out.

Yan Yu pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and said seriously, "Who is born knowing how to do sales? No one
is born knowing how to do a particular job or is suited for a particular job. I think doing finance is a bit of a waste of your talent. Besides, it's not certain
that it will be you. There will be several candidates. You can only become the manager if you pass the assessment. Do you think being a manager is so easy?" "

Manager Yan, but I..." Qin Qing's chest heaved, unsure of her feelings.

"Alright. No more 'buts.' It's settled then. I've already submitted your application.
Tomorrow afternoon, you and two other intern managers will go to headquarters for seven days of training. After passing all the assessments, there will be
other tests. Don't let me down!" Yan Yu said earnestly.

Hearing this, Qin Qing felt the time was too tight—going to Hong Kong tomorrow. On one hand, she longed for the challenge, but on the other...
She was hesitant and afraid to accept it, but her conflicted feelings
were calmed .

Everything had changed so suddenly, like a bolt of good fortune falling from the sky and hitting Qin Qing, leaving
her dizzy.

It wasn't until Qin Qing returned home that her excitement subsided slightly. She realized she needed to go out
and clear her head . Everything that had happened with Zhang Ming these past few days, and the opportunity before her, felt unreal;
she needed to calm down.

That evening at dinner, Qin Qing told Qin Mengmeng the news, reminding her to be careful with her diet and study hard
while . She specifically instructed her not to tell Zhang Ming
about her short absence. Qin Mengmeng was overjoyed to learn that her sister was about to be promoted, giggling and agreeing to Qin Qing's requests

without hesitation . For the next period of time, Qin Qing was perhaps engrossed in her work, or Zhang Ming was busy with the college entrance examination. In any case, when Qin Qing returned from headquarters in Hong Kong, before she could even finish listening to Zhang Ming's heart-wrenching complaints, she threw herself into her new work . This left Zhang Ming heartbroken and itching for more, while Qin Qing became a workaholic, working late every day, which pained Zhang Ming. Finally, Qin Qing said, "Silly boy, I'm working hard for our future . Shouldn't you think about your own future too?" After hearing Qin Qing's words, Zhang Ming indeed toned down his efforts for a while, maintaining this behavior until Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng finished their college entrance examinations. Meanwhile, after several months of hard work, Qin Qing lived up to expectations and became the sales manager. That evening, Zhang Ming invited his best friend Zheng Chen, along with Qin Mengmeng and Qin Qing, to a celebration party at the Haolejia Teahouse. "Sister Qing, congratulations on becoming the sales manager! That's awesome! Amazing!" Zheng Chen was the first to raise his glass , spouting nonsense. "Chenzi, don't be so cheeky with me, you want me to hit you? But I accept your blessings, and I hope you both get into good universities!" After months of hard work, her heart finally settled down the moment the boss announced Qin Qing as the new sales manager. Qin Qing couldn't forget the enthusiastic applause and encouraging looks from her colleagues in the meeting room, though there were also some malicious or jealous glances, but Qin Qing couldn't see any of them. "Sister Qing, you still want to hit me? I used to pull Mengmeng's braids when I played with her, and you hit me a lot. Now I'm all grown up, hmph, let's see who hits whom!" It turned out that Zheng Chen and Zhang Ming were from the same place, they only went to . In junior high school, Zheng Chen went to study in another city with his parents, until he transferred back for high school. They had known each other since childhood. "You dare!" Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng said in unison. Zheng Chen stared dumbfounded at the two of them and hurriedly said, "No, no! I'll hit myself, I'll drink it myself! Cheers!" Qin Mengmeng proudly showed off her little fist and snorted, while Zhang Ming glanced at Qin Qing with a slightly concealed look. The moment Qin Qing looked up with a smile, she saw Zhang Ming's burning gaze, and her heart fluttered. Her eyes only floated for a moment before looking away. Just that one expression made Zhang Ming want to pounce on Qin Qing and pin her to the table. He really felt his lust burning. After several rounds of drinks and dishes, apart from Zheng Chen who was dizzy, the other three at the table were still chatting and laughing. It was easy to imagine how much Zheng Chen, with his impulsive nature, had drunk, openly or secretly. "Wow!" Zheng Chen was already drunk, but he was still happy to keep drinking, ignoring their urging to drink, and always vomiting with a loud shout. When Zheng Chen vomited, Qin Qing became worried, fearing he had drunk too much. After all, she was the eldest , the big sister, and she felt obligated to take care of them. Qin Qing hurriedly paid the bill, and just as she stepped out the door, she saw Zheng Chen vomiting again . Qin Mengmeng stood worriedly to the side, while Zhang Ming patted Zheng Chen's back. "Sister, how about we get Chen a room for tonight? It's so late, he definitely won't be able to go home!" Zhang Ming asked Qin Qing. "Isn't Uncle Zhang not home? Chen can stay at your place tonight, it's not safe for him to stay outside!" Qin Mengmeng chimed in. Zhang Ming's face immediately changed, looking extremely troubled, because he had some ulterior motives. He looked to Qin Qing for help. Qin Qing knew Zhang Ming's little scheme perfectly well, and she deliberately said in a serious tone, "Okay, Xiaoming, then Chen can stay at your place tonight! He drank so much tonight, you have to remember to take care of him! Let's take a taxi home!" "I'm not drunk, I want to drink more!" Zheng Chen mumbled drunkenly, still wanting to drink. Finally, they took a taxi back to Zhang Ming's place. As they approached his building, Zhang Ming looked at Qin Qing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, hesitant to speak. He glanced at Zheng Chen, who had already fallen asleep , and at Qin Mengmeng, who was listlessly looking out the window at the night view. His heart began to stir again. However, until he dropped Zheng Chen off at his place, he didn't have a chance to speak to Qin Qing alone. Only after putting Zheng Chen to bed in the study did Zhang Ming say, "Sister Qing, I forgot to buy Chenzi some hangover medicine. I'm going downstairs for a bit; could you watch over Chenzi for me?" Qin Qing didn't know what this little rascal was up to this time, but considering Zheng Chen had indeed drunk a lot that night, she was worried and agreed. Qin Mengmeng felt it was too late and took the keys to go back to sleep. After Zhang Ming left, only Qin Qing and Zheng Chen, who was already fast asleep in the study, remained in the room. Qin Qing looked at the dining table, her eyes scanning every corner of the house. She couldn't help but recall the scene in the mud last time. Under the influence of alcohol, she even felt a strange longing. Zhang Ming rushed downstairs to the supermarket and bought a box of hangover medicine, and then grabbed two boxes of condoms. He excitedly returned home, and before he got to his door, he listened outside to make sure Qin Mengmeng was home before opening the door. As soon as Zhang Ming entered, he saw Qin Qing sitting on the living room sofa, her long legs to massage her feet. Her snow-white chest was exposed before Zhang Ming's eyes, and her straight, long hair fell naturally . She tilted her head and saw Zhang Ming enter, her heart skipping a beat, but she pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Chenzi was snoring loudly."

"Okay, hurry up and feed him his medicine. Then I can go back in peace!"

Seeing that no one was around and the study door was closed, they could vaguely hear the sounds coming from inside. Zhang Ming
had no more reservations. He dropped the black bag he was carrying—it contained a box of hangover medicine and two boxes of condoms—and was about to take off
his clothes and pounce on Qin Qing.

Qin Qing was stunned by the sudden attack and was pinned to the sofa by Zhang Ming. Their lips
were like magnets drawn together.

"Mmm!" Qin Qing initially tried to push Zhang Ming away, but after the passionate kiss, her hands unconsciously
wrapped around his neck.

Zhang Ming excitedly reached out to take off Qin Qing's coat, but Qin Qing stopped him, saying, "Chenzi
is still inside, don't do anything rash!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ming quickly got off Qin Qing and whispered, "I'll go check on him!"

Qin Qing tidied her disheveled hair, straightened her clothes, and followed Zhang Ming to the study to check on Zheng Chen. She found him lying on his side, breathing
heavily, looking like he was in great pain. "

Where's the hangover medicine? Quickly give him some. Ugh, I can't let him drink like that again!" Qin Qing
complained from the doorway.

"I'll go get it!" Zhang Ming returned and fed Zheng Chen the hangover medicine, then said to Qin Qing, "Sister,
you know Chenzi, that's just his personality. He'll be fine by tomorrow!"

Zhang Ming fed Zheng Chen the hangover medicine and helped him lie down. Qin Qing came over and covered Zheng Chen with the blanket.

Zhang Ming then put his arm around Qin Qing's slender waist and whispered urgently, "Go to my dad's room. It's the furthest from
here . Close the door, and no one will know!" Qin

Qing slapped away Zhang Ming's hand that was reaching for her waist, glared at him, and turned off the light in the study.

Zhang Ming hurriedly carried Qin Qing out of the study, amidst her soft protests.

Zheng Chen didn't know what time he woke up; he felt like he'd slept for a long time. In his hazy state, he felt something
in his stomach wanted to vomit. Struggling between wanting to vomit and not vomiting, and between being half-asleep and half-awake,
he finally couldn't hold it in any longer. He instinctively leaned over the bed and vomited violently again.
But after vomiting this time, he felt much better.

He looked around the dark room, fumbled for the light switch, and when he turned it on, he realized it was Zhang Ming's house,
and felt a sense of relief. Come on.

He had originally intended to continue sleeping, as he was extremely tired and his head was still spinning. However, perhaps
due to vomiting too much, he felt an emptiness in his stomach, a gnawing hunger, and, more seriously,
a deep thirst.

Zheng Chen took out his phone and checked the time; it was only 11:05 PM. He vaguely remembered leaving the teahouse
around 10:30 PM.

He felt like he had slept for a long time, but in reality, it had only been half an hour.

Zheng Chen struggled to sit on the edge of the bed, and after a while to clear his head, he opened the door and went out.

He went to the kitchen to get some water, and when he came out, he was in the living room. He glanced around
and saw a pair of black high heels left by the door.

"Hmm? Xiao Ming brought a woman home tonight? Hmm... I feel like I've seen her somewhere before?" Zheng Chen
walked groggily to the high heels, squatted down, and picked them up.

His heart skipped a beat, and all the alcohol instantly vanished.

"These belong to Qing Jie. Why isn't she home this late? What is she doing here?" A bad feeling crept into Zheng Chen
's heart, and his heart pounded.

He glanced towards Zhang Ming's bedroom, his heart still racing. He carefully turned off
all the lights and tiptoed to the outside of Zhang Ming's room, listening intently. But no matter how hard he listened, he could
only his own heartbeat; the sound he had imagined was nowhere to be heard.

Zheng Chen breathed a heavy sigh of relief, because his fears hadn't materialized. Opposites attract; it
's an eternal law. Zhang Ming loved Qin Qing, and Zheng Chen loved Qin Qing just as much, perhaps even more deeply
than Zhang Ming. Zhang Ming's feelings stemmed from a mother complex, gradually transforming from familial affection into romantic love. But
from the moment Zheng Chen saw Qin Qing, he told himself that he would marry a woman like her when he grew up. No one could understand such feelings;
perhaps some things don't need explanation.

"Maybe Sister Qing is tired and is just resting here. What am I thinking? I actually thought my
best brother and my beloved sister had some kind of illicit relationship. When did I become so despicable!" "
Zheng Chen blamed himself.

But just as he turned to leave Zhang Ming's bedroom, he suddenly heard a "bang."

In the quiet, this sudden noise startled Zheng Chen.

His relaxed heart leaped into his throat again. He trudged heavily to Zhang Ming's
father's door, and before he could even get close enough to listen, he

heard rhythmic "bang! bang! bang!" coming from inside. The sound of thuds

shattered Zheng Chen's heart instantly; the continuous thuds were like a sledgehammer mercilessly striking his heart.

He stood there, stunned.

The passionate couple inside were completely unaware that someone was standing outside. Qin Qing was cross-legged, wrapped around
Zhang Ming 's waist, her arms tightly embracing him as if afraid she would fall.

Zhang Ming's hands supported Qin's round, white buttocks, his thick penis thrusting rapidly in and out of Qin Qing's pink vagina
.

Because Zhang Ming's every thrust was so forceful, they were completely unaware that
the noises they were making near the door had alerted Zheng Chen outside.

"Oh! Little brother, good little brother!" Qin Qing vented her inner desires.

"Call me husband, quick!" Zhang Ming said, his face flushed.

"Mmm~!" Qin Qing pursed her lips, resting her head on Zhang Ming's shoulder, no longer making any noises,
only humming softly.

Although this was the second time, the stimulating sensation of being sucked in Qin Qing's vagina brought Zhang Ming to ejaculation
once !

"Bad sister! Ah, I love you to death!" Zhang Ming roared, releasing his pent-up desire.

"Thump!"

The two exhausted women sat down on the cold wooden floor, embracing each other tightly.

"Sister, I love you, I want to love you forever!" Zhang Ming said passionately.

Qin Qing had some sweat on her forehead, and she smiled slightly, "Stop being so cheeky, little thing, let's hug a little longer, then you
can let me go back, otherwise Mengmeng will get suspicious!"

"Okay!" Zhang Ming reluctantly replied.

Inside the door, the two were whispering sweet nothings, while outside, Zheng Chen clenched his fists, his mind filled with only one
thought : "You bitch, you shameless woman! You're married, why are you like this!"

Zheng Chen was overwhelmed with resentment, jealousy, hatred, and of course, a love he himself hadn't even realized he felt.

He raised his fist, intending to knock and go in, but then lowered it heavily. His
heart pounded; he didn't know what he should feel, or what kind of feeling he should have.

His hatred was overwhelming; he truly wanted to die, but he was unwilling to accept it!

"Little brother, get up quickly, I have to go back too. Oh, and tomorrow, check if Chenzi is feeling better, and remember
to tell him to come over again when he's free!" Qin Qing said, getting up to grab her underwear.

"I know, sis. I've never seen you care about me like this before!" Zhang Ming said, his jealousy intense.

"He's different from you. You're jealous of this? Why don't you go be jealous of a mouse?" Qin Qing rolled
her eyes at Zhang Ming.

"Hmph, if you hadn't stopped me, I would have killed that bastard long ago. If he hadn't raped you, would you be with
him..." Before Zhang Ming could finish, Qin Qing covered his mouth and said resentfully, "Don't mention this again
. Just remember to be good to your sister! Understand?"

Zheng Chen, who was outside the door, was already in a daze, but upon hearing this, he was shocked again!

"Why! Why did this happen!" Zheng Chen had always thought that Qin Qing had found a good match,
a perfect couple , but the reality was not what he imagined. How cruel must reality be to be considered truly
cruel?

When Qin Qing finished cleaning and came out, Zheng Chen was already lying quietly on the bed, as if he hadn't gotten up
at all . Qin Qing was worried and opened the door, only to smell a sour stench. While Zhang Ming went to take a shower, she took out
a broom and cleaned the room for Zheng Chen.

Before leaving, she even covered Zheng Chen with a blanket, sighed, and closed the door.

Meanwhile, Zheng Chen, lying on the bed, was already in tears the moment Qin Qing turned off the light.
Chapter Six: KTV Passion

Ever since Zheng Chen stumbled upon Zhang Ming and Qin Qing's affair that night, he couldn't sleep for days and nights. Qin
Qing's beautiful face would often appear in his mind, and her shy moans would echo in his head.

Several times, Zheng Chen would even become so engrossed in thinking about her during class that he would get an erection.
Sometimes, when the bell rang after class and his close friends invited him out for a smoke, he would helplessly look at
his crotch, still erect, and could only awkwardly refuse. Because of this, Zheng Chen
was looked down upon by his friends for a while.

Zheng Chen felt like he was bewitched. Originally, his admiration for Qin Qing was deeply hidden in his heart; Qin Qing was like a goddess on an altar,
untouchable. But after learning that Qin Qing was having an affair with Zhang Ming and hearing about her unhappy
marriage, he felt both jealous and heartbroken.

For many nights, Zheng Chen had to masturbate while imagining Qin Qing's appearance to fall asleep. Tormented by this repression
, Zheng Chen achieved his lowest score ever in the final mock exam before the college entrance examination.

Zheng Chen knew that if he continued like this, not only would getting into a top university be out of the question,
but he couldn't stop thinking about Qin Qing, the woman who held such an important place in his heart.

In contrast to Zheng Chen's transformation, Zhang Ming performed exceptionally well in the final mock exam. According to their
homeroom teacher 's prediction, getting into a first-tier university was no problem, and getting into a key university was also within reach.

This stark contrast left the resentful Zheng Chen helpless. During this time, Qin Mengmeng and Qin Qing
would come to encourage Zheng Chen, but for some reason, Zheng Chen was unwilling to respond. Perhaps
it stemmed from his inner vulnerability; he didn't want to expose his shortcomings to the woman he loved most.

The preparation time always passes quickly. In a flash, they were on vacation; in a flash, it was the college entrance examination; in a flash,
they were filling out their college applications. However, when the results were announced, it truly was a case of some rejoicing while others
grieved.

Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng both passed the first-tier university entrance exam, and they would attend the same university as promised.
But Zheng Chen didn't even pass the minimum score, and even more tragically, he missed it by just three points.

That night, Zheng Chen sat listlessly in front of his computer, staring at his score on the webpage, crying his eyes out. He was heartbroken
. He turned off his phone, refusing to answer any calls or talk to anyone. At that moment, all he
could think about was Qin Qing, that woman like a dream.

But reality was cruel. Even if he had passed the university entrance exam,
there was Because of his infatuation, he felt inferior; because of his inferiority complex, he became withdrawn. He could only hide in the shadows, silently
licking his wounds. At that moment, he desperately wanted someone to comfort him, to care about him. But none of his so-called good
friends showed up. Perhaps he was nothing in other people's eyes; perhaps most people were busy celebrating and having
fun, and had no time to care about him.

The week following the college entrance exam was particularly difficult for Zheng Chen, as he was tormented by deep self-blame
. For some, failing the exam can be an unhealable wound, and Zheng Chen was one
of them. Despite usually being in good health, he fell ill a week after the results were announced.

He was capable of getting into his dream university, but the shocking news of that night caused
such a dramatic change in him in such a short time—a truly heartbreaking situation.

His parents weren't around when he was sick, and the loneliness and pain he felt were indescribable
. His parents were busy with their business, and while they were undoubtedly disappointed by their son's poor performance, they
didn't criticize him excessively, simply hoping he would do better next year. However, Zheng Chen did
n't want to retake the exam; if he could, he wanted to join the army and escape this place.

But an event one day changed his mind about escaping.

One day, Zhang Ming, unable to bear seeing his brother continue down this path, invited Zheng Chen out to cheer him up again.
However, Zheng Chen had become quiet and withdrawn. Finally, when Zhang Ming mentioned that only Qin Qing and her sister were with him,
Zheng Chen readily agreed.

Although Zheng Chen had tried to forget about that woman after the college entrance exam,
he couldn't help but care about her. He knew it was pathetic, but he couldn't help it.

That evening, around 6 PM, before Qin Qing had finished work, Zhang Ming led the group to book a room at a high-end KTV in their area.
Alright, the three of them started playing games in the private room. At first, Zheng Chen wasn't very enthusiastic,
but when he saw Qin Qing, dressed in a gray business suit, rushing in front of them, he
became lively.

Qin Qing had been busy with a meeting at the company that day; she hadn't even finished work yet, and Zhang Ming had been urging
her to come over without even changing her clothes.

Zheng Chen watched as Qin Qing wore a black uniform with a white shirt underneath, a knee-length
skirt revealing her legs encased in black stockings, and black stiletto heels.
She gracefully placed her handbag aside, removed her coat, and sat on the sofa beside her. Her beautiful legs, clad in black stockings,
were elegantly crossed and casually placed to one side. She then naturally rolled up the cuffs of her white shirt, leaning slightly forward
to reveal her snow-white chest. The deep cleavage almost made Zheng Chen's eyes pop out
. Qin Qing smiled sweetly and said happily, "It's my treat tonight, you little guys have to have
fun!"

She then picked up a wine glass and offered it to them as a self-punishment. As she put the glass down,
her gaze inadvertently swept over Zhang Ming, who was singing loudly, her face full of smiles, a hint of spring in her eyes.

Zhang Ming could feel a burning gaze fixed on him from the other corner, but he pretended to be
nonchalant. After all, there were two "outsiders" present tonight. However, he could...

a fiery thought flashed through Zhang Ming's mind.

Since Qin Qing entered, Zheng Chen, though he hadn't dared to look directly at her, hadn't taken his eyes
off her. Therefore, Qin Qing's small action didn't escape Zheng Chen's notice.

Seeing this, Zheng Chen's heart burned with jealousy. He then recalled what happened that night, and thought of his
failure . At this moment, he attributed all his bad experiences to Qin Qing, believing
it was all her fault. However, he didn't realize that he was actually hating her because of love.

Zheng Chen gritted his teeth, his face filled with resentment, looking at Qin Qing as if he wanted to devour her whole,
but he didn't have the courage to turn against her. His heart ached terribly. Seeing that Zhang Ming already had
such a good girl like Qin Mengmeng, yet still hooked up with Qin Qing, made him even more unable to let go.

"So what if someone's handsome? Can good looks put food on the table? They're all a bunch of shallow women, sluts! Damn!"
Zheng Chen felt indignant, but didn't dwell on his own problems.

Suddenly, Zheng Chen took a big gulp of his drink, excused himself to go to the restroom, but instead went downstairs,
bought some things at a sex shop, and rushed back up. He was drenched in sweat when he entered the room.
Everyone assumed it was from running, but actually, Zheng Chen was
nervous about a daring idea.

When he returned, the lights in the private room were dim. Zhang Ming and Qin Qing were drinking together.
Zheng Chen watched Qin Qing smile sweetly as she played rock-paper-scissors with Zhang Ming. The loser had to drink, but
Zhang Ming was losing more often than winning. It was unclear whether Zhang Ming was letting him win or if he was just not good at it.

Zhang Ming glanced around and noticed Zheng Chen choosing songs and Qin Mengmeng singing. He
quietly reached under the table and began to caress Qin Qing's black-stockinged legs, his eyes gleaming as he
mouthed, "Sis, keep me company tonight!"

Qin Qing pressed her hand against Zhang Ming's mischievous hand, looking at the other two with fear. Then she turned back and saw
Zhang Ming's lip movements. She instantly understood, but didn't answer him. Instead, she smiled knowingly, her playful
expression making Zhang Ming's heart itch.

When Zheng Chen finished choosing songs and slipped over to get some food from the table, his eyes never missed Qin Qing's
hand and Zhang Ming's hand playing under the table. This made Zheng Chen even more uncomfortable. At first, Zheng Chen
suggested playing rock-paper-scissors with Qin Qing, but she wasn't really interested.

Zheng Chen felt that although Qin Qing looked sweet and charming, she possessed a certain aloofness typical of beautiful women.
While she herself didn't realize it, Zheng Chen clearly sensed it. It was like they
were all good friends on the surface, seemingly familiar, but Qin Qing always maintained a distance,
making her unapproachable.

Seeing that Qin Qing only perfunctorily drank a couple of glasses with him, unwilling to pay him much attention, and then watching her
and Zhang Ming drinking so happily, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Damn it, she's not out to cheer me up, she's just out to have her affair with
me ! Cheers!"

While Zheng Chen was drinking alone in his sullen mood, Qin Mengmeng considerately came over to cheer him up. She
sincerely comforted him, telling him not to give up, that he could always repeat a year of high school, and even brought up their three-person promise, urging him to work
hard . Then the two of them started playing "wandering the world."

At first, Qin Mengmeng's comforting words touched Zheng Chen, but later, when Mengmeng brought up
that promise, he felt a deep irony, as if it were something ridiculous.

Zheng Chen, recalling his decision from the previous night, felt Qin Mengmeng was superfluous. Therefore,
he had poured her plenty of alcohol while playing the "Jianghu Piao" game. Only when Qin Mengmeng was dizzy and about to pass out did he let
her rest for a while and sing a song, boldly declaring, "I'll let you off the hook!"

Qin Mengmeng wasn't a competitive girl to begin with. She felt she had really drunk too much, so she
snorted and, like a proud peacock, went to continue singing.

Meanwhile, Qin Qing went to the restroom in the private room. At that moment, Zheng Chen brought over two glasses of wine, placed them
in front of Zhang Ming, and loudly proclaimed, "Let's play a dice game, wanna play?"

Zhang Ming was happy tonight, but he also felt sympathy for his good friend's situation. At most, he could only
do the same; everyone has their own life, and no one can live for someone else.

Zhang Ming readily agreed to a one-on-one challenge, but after only two drinks, Zheng Chen seemed
unable to handle it He covered his mouth and hurriedly went to the restroom, almost bumping into Qin Qing as he went in.

Qin Qing was somewhat disappointed to see Zheng Chen like this, but she didn't say anything and even told him to drink less
. When she went out, she saw Qin Mengmeng holding a microphone, leaning against Zhang Ming and singing, while Zhang Ming's hand casually
rested on Qin Mengmeng's stomach, half-heartedly singing along.

Qin Qing's initially happy mood plummeted upon seeing this scene; she felt quite depressed.

Walking to the corner furthest from Zhang Ming, Qin Qing drank several glasses of wine alone, downing them all in one gulp. Her mind was in turmoil. She knew her sister's feelings for Zhang Ming, and she knew Zhang Ming's
feelings for her sister, but things were never so easily explained. She was a married woman, and her relationship with
Zhang Ming could only be a secret affair. Qin Qing knew she couldn't hope for too much, and she was deeply troubled by this.

When Zheng Chen entered the restroom, he instantly returned to normal, showing no
signs of being drunk. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Ming, don't blame me!"

Zheng Chen looked at the remaining aphrodisiac in his hand, wondering who he should put some in. His plan for tonight was to
take advantage of the chaos , ideally getting Zhang Ming and Qin Qing to have sex on the spot, then keeping the evidence. He knew
he'd reap the benefits later.

But then he hesitated, thinking of Qin Mengmeng. He hated Qin Qing and Zhang Ming for their deception, but Qin Mengmeng was
a good girl. If everyone was drugged and it turned into promiscuity, it would hurt Qin Mengmeng the most,
which was something he didn't want to see. That's why he initially wanted to get Qin Mengmeng drunk.

Just now, he had already given Zhang Ming a strong drug; in about half an hour, Zhang Ming
would n't be able to take it anymore. Thinking of this, Zheng Chen began to look forward to what would happen next. However, when he thought of Qin Qing
, he hesitated about whether to drug her. But when he remembered Qin Qing's aloof expression
, he decided to do it as soon as he got out; the more chaotic the scene, the better for him.

Zheng Chen made up his mind, lingered in the restroom for a while, and then went out.

As soon as Zheng Chen came out, he saw Qin Qing with her hair down, drinking alone in a corner. He thought to himself that
he hadn't even drugged her yet, and she was already drinking.

Zheng Chen knew Qin Qing had a low alcohol tolerance, but he didn't expect it to be this bad. Looking at Qin Qing like this,
Zheng Chen couldn't help but think, "With your alcohol tolerance, you deserve to get fucked!"

What Zheng Chen didn't know was that Qin Qing knew she couldn't drink, so she wouldn't drink with strangers. Plus,
everyone present that night was an acquaintance, and she was upset about Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng's situation, which was why she drank so much.

Zheng Chen sat down next to Qin Qing with great anticipation and suggested rolling dice. He was
prepared , but to his surprise, Qin Qing readily agreed.

Zheng Chen cheerfully explained the rules to Qin Qing, pretending to be relaxed as he sat down next to her.
The scent of her unique perfume made him feel a little aroused.

Qin Qing smiled and squinted her eyes, looking incredibly cute, saying she would definitely drink Zheng Chen under the table. The two of them
shouted and guessed, and the game began.

At first, Zheng Chen deliberately lost a few rounds to Qin Qing. However, when no one was paying attention, he slipped
the drug into Qin Qing's drink. Seeing her drink it unknowingly, his heart tightened. He noticed Zhang Ming's
hands starting to wander, touching Qin Mengmeng. The latter, with her eyes closed, grabbed Zhang Ming's hand, clearly
not completely drunk yet. Zheng Chen calculated that it would take about ten minutes for the drug to take effect, so he patiently continued
playing the game.

Zheng Chen was initially about a fist's distance from Qin Qing, but as the game progressed, he
intentionally moved closer. Qin Qing, whether from drinking too much or simply not caring, acted as if it were
perfectly natural.

Qin Qing didn't notice Zheng Chen deliberately rolling up his capri pants to his knees,
shouting defiantly, while simultaneously and seemingly unintentionally rubbing his calf against Qin Qing's black-stockinged calves.

"So smooth, and it feels warm!" The moment Zheng Chen's calf touched Qin Qing's calf, he felt an electric shock-like
sensation throughout his body. His lower body finally felt something and a small tent was erect. Fortunately, the light was dim, otherwise Zheng Chen
knew he wouldn't be able to continue.

"Sister Qing, are you sure you can handle this? Why don't you just admit defeat? You've already rolled the dice, could you please move your legs a little
so I can pick them up?" Zheng Chen deliberately provoked her.

At this moment, Qin Qing's face was slightly red, and she felt a little dizzy. But
seeing her sister kissing Zhang Ming on the other side, although she had long expected this day to come, she didn't expect
it to come so soon. Qin Qing's heart was filled with sadness. Her tongue trembled slightly as she said defiantly, "You can't do it, but I
definitely can!"

After saying that, Qin Qing leaned her legs to the other side, and Zheng Chen tilted his head to touch her. His face was almost
touching Qin Qing's dark thigh, but even at that close distance, he was too guilty to lean in.

He said, "Move it a little further to the side, can't find it!" Actually, Zheng Chen had already found the dice, but when
he found it, he deliberately threw it near Qin Qing's feet so he couldn't reach it. However, the lighting
was dim, and Qin Qing didn't know what was happening below. She heard Zheng Chen's words, moved her thighs slightly,
and then didn't want to move anymore. She had drunk a little too much and her head was starting to spin. At the same time, she felt her body getting warm
and wanted someone's caresses. She didn't realize that she had been drugged.

"Did you find it?" Qin Qing asked softly, her legs instinctively tightening.

"No, no, almost there, but it's too dark down there. I think it's right here!" As soon as Zheng Chen finished
speaking , emboldened by the alcohol, he deliberately grabbed Qin Qing's calf and gently squeezed it. His heart skipped a beat as he thought,
"So soft, the stockings seem to be of very good quality!"

He said seriously, "I think it's right here!" A man's courage and lust are often directly proportional.
After these few encounters, Zheng Chen's desires grew stronger. He simply lay face down on Qin Qing's thigh,
gently caressing it while searching for the dice, while pretending to be struggling to find the other side. At this moment, his face was facing
the table, one hand wandering underneath, while the other hand, which was supporting him on the sofa, was slowly approaching Qin Qing's buttocks.

Qin Qing noticed Zheng Chen touching her calf, her heart skipped a beat, and
she seemed . However, remembering that Zheng Chen had probably done it unintentionally, the unpleasant thought quickly passed. But when Zheng Chen
leaned his head against her black-stockinged thigh, his face intimately pressed against her thigh, she began to feel uncomfortable,
feeling it was a bit too intimate, yet she also craved the man's scent. She was extremely conflicted. However, she glanced
at Zhang Ming's figure and said helplessly, "Your head is really heavy. If you can't find it, let me do it!"

"Found it!" Zheng Chen grabbed the dice again and slowly picked them up. At this moment, he pretended
to be drunk again, gently squeezing Qin Qing's buttocks with his right hand. Qin Qing shuddered.
As her leg lifted slightly, her heel inadvertently lifted, and at the same time, the dice she had already picked up "coincidentally"
fell into Qin Qing's high heel.

Zheng Chen hurriedly said, "Don't move your foot, the dice fell into your shoe! Lift your foot."
Qin Qing was actually a little annoyed that getting a single dice was so troublesome, but she didn't think much of it and obediently lifted her foot. However, this
lift caused the dice to fall completely into her shoe, as she could feel it.

At this moment, Zheng Chen said nonchalantly, "I told you not to move! It's not my responsibility if you hurt your foot!" While saying this,
he casually took off Qin Qing's high heel, "casually" stroking her instep, and then
casually found the dice and placed it on the table.

Zheng Chen feigned surprise, saying, "I think I'm a little drunk, I almost can't tell north from south!"

When Zheng Chen boldly took off Qin Qing's shoes and touched her feet, Qin Qing frowned slightly.
She didn't like people touching her feet and felt a bit disgusted, except for people she liked, like
Zhang Ming .

However, when she saw Zheng Chen's drunken appearance, she assumed it was unintentional. Although she felt uncomfortable,
she didn't say anything. However, she wanted to leave because she realized that under Zheng
Chen's unintentional teasing, she had almost given in to her own desires. She felt this was wrong and
wanted to leave, afraid she would make a fool of herself later.

Zheng Chen's touch excited him, but he also blamed himself for being too impulsive, worried that he might offend Qin Qing
. The whole dice-picking process seemed long, but it only took a minute or two. However, that
minute or two solidified Zheng Chen's resolve: he had to get Qin Qing that night! He couldn't resist.
He was willing to disregard all consequences if he could have this woman, Zheng Chen thought to himself.

Zheng Chen, unaware of Qin Qing's thoughts, assumed women were easily fooled and continued his provocation, "Sister Qing,
I see you're done for! Why don't you just give up!"

Qin Qing, already considering leaving, naturally didn't take the bait this time. She pressed her forehead, then
casually touched her cheek, her expression alluring and languid, saying, "That's enough for today. Next time, I
'll definitely drink you under the table!"

Seeing Qin Qing's captivating appearance, Zheng Chen felt an intense urge, yet seeing her refusing to take the bait made him incredibly anxious
. He noticed Qin Qing had closed her eyes and was resting on the sofa, her legs slightly
parted . After glancing at her, Zheng Chen looked at Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng on the other side and discovered they were kissing.
Worried that things were getting out of control, Zheng Chen felt it was time to end things. Resisting the urge to test Qin Qing's
drunkenness, he went to Zhang Ming's side, patted his shoulder, and interrupted the sweet couple, saying:
"Have another drink, dance a bit, and then head home. That's about it for tonight!"

Zhang Ming had wanted to leave for a long time. He felt an intense urge to make love, and if he hadn't promised Qin Qing
he wouldn't touch Qin Mengmeng, he would have dragged her out to a hotel.

Zhang Ming urged Qin Qing to drink, but Qin Qing, feeling dizzy, didn't drink
. Zheng Chen handed the drink to Qin Mengmeng, who drank half a glass and then collapsed on the sofa, motionless.

Seeing this, Zheng Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He then helped Qin Mengmeng lean back on the sofa,
selected a few very energetic songs, and ran up to dance the robot dance. To be honest, Zheng Chen's moonwalk
was quite good, drawing cheers from the others. Encouraged by Zheng Chen, Zhang Ming joined in
, wildly wiggling his hips before coming down to invite Qin Qing to dance with him. Initially, because she was older than the three of
them , she was a little reserved, but seeing Zhang Ming so close to her sister, she
felt a pang of jealousy. In this mood, she readily agreed to let Zhang Ming take her hand and join the dance floor.

"Yo! Yo! Yo!" The room filled with energetic music and the frenzied
shouts of the young people.

At first, Qin Qing was a little hesitant, swaying gently back and forth in her high heels. However, when Zhang Ming
saw Qin Qing's flushed face and slightly dazed eyes, he couldn't resist and went to dance with her.

Qin Qing was somewhat reserved because her younger sister and Zheng Chen were present. She
initially intended to refuse, but seeing the boy she liked's proactive actions and infatuated expression, and
noticing Qin Mengmeng was drunk and resting on the sofa, unaware of their presence,
she, like a little girl stealing candy, slowly and eagerly moved closer to Zhang Ming.

Zheng Chen, watching this, cheered wildly, but inside he was consumed by jealousy. He could only
follow Zhang Ming, circling Qin Qing, waving his arms and legs wildly. When he "accidentally" slapped Qin Qing's
thigh, he felt an overwhelming surge of excitement. He was already anticipating what would happen next, but once he learned Qin Qing
's true intentions, he was sure to be mortified.

Because Qin Qing was already feeling aroused from Zhang Ming and Zheng Chen's teasing, she whispered in
Zhang Ming's ear, "I have to go now, come find me later!"

Zhang Ming immediately understood her meaning, but before he could mention leaving, Zheng Chen went to
the side, turned off the only light, and then turned off all the screens, plunging the entire private room
into , with only the music playing.

With the lights off, the atmosphere in the room seemed to change.

In the complete darkness, Zhang Ming's desire for Qin Qing suddenly surged.
He had originally planned to leave and go to a hotel, but it seemed he couldn't wait any longer and would incur some interest. Zhang Ming simply assumed he was drunk and
that teasing his beloved goddess a little wouldn't hurt, right?

What Zhang Ming didn't expect was that as the lights dimmed, Qin Qing, who had said she was leaving, actually threw herself into his
arms. He was extremely excited, and the thought of Zheng Chen and the others' "blatant" affair made him
feel incredibly thrilled.

Earlier, Zhang Ming had been somewhat captivated by Qin Qing's restless expression, though he had seemed
a bit . Now, with the lights dimmed, he grew bolder and naturally put his arm around Qin Qing's waist,
swaying her close.

Zheng Chen, relying on his senses, slowly approached Qin Qing, but cautiously pressed himself against her from behind.
At first, he didn't dare to reach out and hug her, only bumping his own buttocks against hers. When he actively pressed his
buttocks shapely buttocks clad in a skirt suit, his hormones surged, feeling incredibly good.

"Ouch!" Qin Qing was suddenly pushed close to Zhang Ming by Zheng Chen. She could clearly
feel Zhang Ming's penis hardening against her lower body, making her extremely uncomfortable. Initially slow due to Zheng Chen's movements
, she surprisingly remained silent because of Zhang Ming's close contact.

Qin Qing's occasional closeness to Zhang Ming's groin aroused him as well. He was delighted
to discover Qin Qing could be so seductive. Zhang Ming, unaware that it was Zheng Chen's doing, completely assumed it was
Qin Qing's own initiative. Thinking he had received a hint, he subtly
moved to her breasts, but didn't immediately grab them.

As Zhang Ming's hands moved, Qin Qing felt even more uncomfortable.

She desperately wanted to escape, but she was trapped
between Zhang Ming and Zheng Chen, and the loud dance music playing in the private room made it impossible to hear anything. How could she leave?

Zheng Chen continued to grope Qin Qing from behind! But he was no longer satisfied with just what he saw; he wanted to
hug her too, yet hesitated to reach out, even in complete darkness. This stemmed from his
deep admiration for Qin Qing, who had once seemed unattainable, now appearing within reach—a feeling he found unsettling.

However, tempted by the perfume Qin Qing wore, and fueled by his determination for the night, he followed Zhang Ming's
example , secretly placing his hands on Qin Qing's waist and swaying back and forth against her buttocks. His
penis was fully erect. He hadn't had the courage before, but touching Qin Qing's slender
waist made him feel fearless; everything was simply too wonderful.

Zheng Chen's lower body pressed against Qin Qing's buttocks, swaying back and forth, his arms tightly around her waist. He rested his head
on Qin Qing's shoulder, inhaling her fragrant hair.

But as he reveled in this blissful moment, suddenly another pair of hands covered
his —cool, soft, and smooth—Qin Qing's hands.

When Zheng Chen placed his hand on her waist, she initially tolerated it somewhat; after all, they were young, and dancing
like this was normal. However, when she clearly felt the hot thing behind her, she
was startled and somewhat flustered. Yet, for some reason, the feeling was different, seemingly
very comfortable. Coupled with Zhang Ming's teasing from the front, she was already burning with desire. However, Qin Qing was
Qin Qing after all; although she was reluctant to give up this feeling, she still tried her best to stop the bad guy's actions from behind.

But when she tried to remove Zheng Chen's hand, she didn't expect to further arouse him. Zheng Chen
reached out and grabbed Qin Qing's hands tightly, and then his lower body suddenly thrust forward.

Qin Qing let out an "Ah!" and before she could say anything, her lips were kissed by Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming felt that he was particularly unable to control himself tonight. Hearing Qin Qing's cry suddenly, he didn't think much and
couldn't help but kiss her.

Qin Qing's eyes were wide and misty with fear. She hadn't expected Zhang Ming to be so bold
, but the fact that the room was dark and she couldn't see anything made her feel a little more at ease.

However, Zheng Chen behind her was incredibly annoying, constantly pressing his penis against her. Qin Qing was furious
. She hadn't realized this guy, who usually seemed alright, was so lecherous. She decided she
would never give him a kind look again.

By this time, Qin Qing's private parts were already wet from the combined assault of Zhang Ming and Zheng Chen. If Zheng Chen and
Qin Mengmeng hadn't been there, she would have already slept with Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming kissed Qin Qing's lips, his hands already on her full breasts, gently kneading
them, further stimulating her nerves. Qin Qing pulled her hands away from Zheng Chen's, covering her
breasts with her hands. Although she liked Zhang Ming, having an affair with him under these circumstances was too stimulating. She was afraid that if
Zhang Ming did anything else, she wouldn't be able to resist.

Qin Qing's upper body was just beginning to recover; her hands were pressing down on Zhang Ming's hands that were groping her breasts, but her buttocks
were being wantonly caressed by another pair of hands.

"This bastard, Zheng Chen, you bad boy!" Qin Qing was extremely annoyed. She wanted to escape this
place , but she was sandwiched between two boys, the room was too noisy to hear anything, and what was worse,
she felt weak and powerless. It was truly awful.

At first, Zheng Chen was still in the testing phase, but when he actively pressed his penis against Qin Qing's buttocks,
he felt that if he didn't do something tonight, he would never get anything later, so he
had no scruples.

Zheng Chen first placed his hands on Qin Qing's buttocks and gently stroked them, then
moved them up and down her thighs. Then Zheng Chen squatted down, hugged Qin Qing's legs with both hands, pressed his entire face
against them, and rubbed back and forth. When aroused, he stuck out his tongue and licked Qin Qing's long legs clad in black stockings.

Qin Qing's thighs were being licked by Zheng Chen, causing her to swing her legs wildly. Her movements further aroused Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming seemed to have forgotten they were in a private room; he was completely out of his mind, only wanting to have sex and
unable to resist .

Just as Zheng Chen tried to lift Qin Qing's skirt, Zhang Ming quickly slipped his hand down from the hem
.

Qin Qing tried to stop Zhang Ming's hand from groping her breasts with one hand, and tried to stop his hand
from moving towards her private parts with the other. She felt like she was going crazy.
Qin Qing cried out in her heart, "You can't do this! Why does it feel so good!"
After a few token struggles, Zhang Ming's hand finally slipped inside Qin Qing's skirt, gently teasing her
private parts.

Zheng Chen also tried to slip his hand in, but it touched Zhang Ming's hand, and he pulled it out as if he'd been electrocuted.
He was a little unwilling, but there was nothing he could do. His original plan was to take advantage of the situation; if Zhang Ming and
Qin Mengmeng hadn't been there, Qin Qing wouldn't have appeared alone. He couldn't think of any other way.

Zheng Chen noticed Zhang Ming's change and knew the aphrodisiac was taking effect. He endured the discomfort, but
still managed to slip his hand under Qin Qing's skirt and touch her buttocks.

Qin Qing felt like she was going crazy. How had things turned out this way? She didn't dare think about what would happen next.
If Zheng Chen and the others hadn't been there, perhaps Qin Qing would have already given in. Ignoring Zhang Ming's wicked hand, she forcefully
pushed him away, then reached out and pulled Zheng Chen's hand away. With difficulty, she turned around and exhaled softly, saying, "You..."
"What are you doing?"

Zheng Chen's hand was taken away by Qin Qing again, which annoyed him. Although he had been controlling his
alcohol intake that night, he had still drunk some and was somewhat tipsy. Suddenly, he vaguely heard Qin Qing's scolding. He
panicked at first, but then he remembered that Zhang Ming had touched her vagina and then cried out when he touched her butt. Zheng Chen mischievously
leaned close to Qin Qing's ear, pressing his upper body tightly against Qin Qing's full breasts, and said, "Sister Qing,
what ?"

Zheng Chen's behavior tonight completely overturned Qin Qing's opinion of him. She thought to herself,
"This bad guy, he deserves to do badly on the exam. I'll never talk to him again!"

Qin Qing angrily tried to escape. She said fiercely, "You bastard, how could you do this to me!"

Just then, Zhang Ming behind her had somehow pulled out his penis and was
rubbing it against her skirt. As he tried to unbutton her skirt, she repeatedly said, "No, stop!" Qin

Qing's voice had no effect in this environment. Zhang Ming's drug had
fully taken effect; he was completely unconscious, only thinking about sex. Therefore, anything Qin Qing said was useless.

While Qin Qing was trying to stop Zhang Ming behind her, Zheng Chen, who had been feeling extremely upset hearing Qin Qing's shouts, was
n't intimidated now. He silently gripped Qin Qing's hand tightly.

"What are you doing? Stop it!" Zheng Chen couldn't hear Qin Qing's words, nor did he want to.

Zheng Chen noticed that Zhang Ming had unbuckled his belt, his casual shorts were
on the ground, and his underwear was still hanging on his calves. He was holding his penis in one hand and trying to pull
up Qin Qing's skirt with the other.

Zheng Chen decisively helped him pull down Qin Qing's skirt, revealing her sexy underwear. Zheng Chen had done
the foreplay ; Zhang Ming could handle the underwear himself.

"What are you doing? Stop it! You two, stop!" "Ah~" Qin Qing tried to stop him, but
Zhang Ming forced his way in from behind.

When Zhang Ming's thick penis entered Qin Qing's already wet vagina, his pent-up
desire from the previous night exploded.

"Ah~ Ah~ Someone save me!" Qin Qing's eyes were glazed over. In the darkness, she
forgot she was still in a private room. Driven by her burgeoning lust, she was no longer in control. She desperately
wanted it, but her mouth kept saying, "No, no!" When Zheng Chen removed her skirt to allow Zhang Ming to
have his way with her, she felt like she was going crazy. What was worse, when Zhang Ming entered her, Zheng
Chen grabbed her small hand, forcing her to grasp his thick penis and stroking it back and forth. Qin
Qing instantly broke down.

Zheng Chen watched as Zhang Ming inserted his penis into Qin Qing's vagina, and his blood was boiling.
Almost also pulled down his pants, making Qin Qing stroke him.

"Little thing, no~ don't~ oh~" "Qin Qing tried to stop him in a weak, feeble voice, but it sounded
so pale and powerless.

When Zhang Ming inserted himself into Qin Qing's vagina, he grabbed her waist and thrust a few times. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac,
he felt it wasn't enough, so he reached out and lifted one of Qin Qing's legs, his lower body thrusting wildly into her private parts.

Qin Qing was frightened by Zhang Ming's rough actions, but in this situation, she had no choice but to enjoy the pleasure
. At this moment, she noticed a hot
liquid undoubtedly Zheng Chen's ejaculation.

Zheng Chen hadn't expected it to be so fast either, but then he thought that in this situation, with such stimulation, it would be strange if it wasn't fast
.

Qin Qing's eyes suddenly widened, a look of terror in them. She touched the liquid on her hand, wanting
to scream, but under Zhang Ming's frenzy, it all turned into a lewd moan.

Zheng Chen looked... " As Zhang Ming relentlessly fucked his goddess, Zheng Chen felt not heartache, but
ecstatic joy . However, Qin Qing was currently being dominated by Zhang Ming, and while he wanted to have his turn too
, he didn't want Zhang Ming to know. He didn't know why, but he just didn't want him
to know .

Zheng Chen desperately wanted to go over and say, "Brother, take a break, let me have a turn," but he couldn't

bring himself to say it. Zhang Ming, with his strong physique, was getting tired of this position, so he finally lowered Qin Qing's legs
and naturally sat on the table, letting Qin Qing sit on top of him.

By now, the drug had taken effect on Qin Qing; she felt incredibly comfortable and didn't care about shame anymore.
She pressed her hands, covered in Zheng Chen's semen, against Zhang Ming's hairy thighs, her long, black-stockinged legs pressed together, her head bowed, her hair
obscuring her face as she sat up and down. Her hair was disheveled, and because it was dark and there was no light, Zheng Chen
couldn't see Qin Qing's seductive appearance.

Zhang Ming heard the energetic dance music, and Qin Qing, whose private parts were already tight, tightened her
legs even more. In the midst of the wild music, Zhang Ming finally ejaculated!

Zheng Chen, having adapted to the darkness, could vaguely see that Zhang Ming and Qin Qing were no longer
moving . He boldly approached them, but because Qin Qing had initially kept her legs bent,
when Zhang Ming's hand left her waist, she lost her balance, her legs buckled, and she fell to the ground.

Zhang Ming pulled out his penis, releasing all his energy. He collapsed onto the table, then onto
the floor . His head rested against the corner of the sofa, his eyes glazed over, and he drifted off to sleep,
his pants still undone, limp and lifeless. Hanging outside his pants.

Zheng Chen, feeling excited in the dark, walked to Qin Qing's side. Looking at Qin Qing lying on the ground, he
hurriedly reached out to touch her silk-stockinged legs, then grabbed her snow-white breasts without any tenderness.
In a moment of excitement, he pulled Qin Qing's legs onto his shoulders. Qin Qing clearly felt her
legs being carried on the man's shoulders. She thought it was Zhang Ming again, and Qin Qing lay on the floor reassured, turning her head to one side,
anticipating the man's entry again.

But at first, the man's penis wasn't very hard. He searched for her opening several times without
finding it . Qin Qing immediately realized that Zhang Ming had just ejaculated, so she considerately reached out to help Zheng Chen masturbate. Qin Qing
didn't notice the difference between Zhang Ming and Zheng Chen. When Zheng Chen's penis became hard again, she gently guided it
into his vagina.

"Oh~ Hmm~ Hmm, little thing, slower!" Qin Qing lay on the ground, uttering lewd words, seemingly having forgotten
Zheng Chen's presence.

Zheng Chen looked at Qin Qing's wanton expression, then at his own lower body. He couldn't believe
he had actually done it, but the feeling was indescribable. He simply realized
that even a woman so dignified could be so wanton during sex.

Because Zhang Ming had just done it, Qin Qing's private parts were now quite wet, making
it very comfortable for Zheng Chen to enter. It was effortless, and although it went smoothly,
he could feel how tight Qin Qing's private parts were.

Zheng Chen bent down, cupped Qin Qing's cheeks in his hands, and began to kiss her.

Qin Qing initially thought Zhang Ming was also responding, but when she put her tongue into Zheng Chen's mouth,
she clearly felt something was different. She opened her eyes in surprise, first confused, then immediately startled.

Qin Qing's lower body thrashed wildly, her legs kicking erratically. She pounded on Zheng Chen's upper body with her hands,
shouting, "Let me go! Let me go! You..."

Having come this far, Zheng Chen couldn't back down anymore. If he hadn't gotten what he wanted tonight, he
might have obediently submitted to Qin Qing's taunts. But now that he had this woman and witnessed her debauchery
, he realized that the so-called goddess wasn't truly unattainable; he could have her too.

Having understood this, Zheng Chen gripped Qin Qing's hands tightly and said fiercely, "
Why didn't you tell Zhang Ming to leave when you were having an affair with him? Huh! You think I didn't know? Don't think of yourself as an innocent young woman;
you're just a fucking slut! Fuck!"

Zheng Chen pushed Qin Qing aside, ignoring her wildly swinging legs, and continued thrusting in and out.
During the quiet moment before the music changed, Zheng Chen whispered the words in Qin Qing's ear.

Upon hearing this, Qin Qing burst into tears, completely stunned. "He
knew about me and Xiao Ming a long time ago? How could he know?"

Seeing Qin Qing's stunned expression, she stopped resisting and obediently let him have his way. Zheng Chen didn't say anything more,
holding and quickly pressing his lower body down.

Qin Qing's eyes were somewhat unfocused. She thought Zhang Ming was probably not far away, and she wondered if he knew that
she had been violated by his good friend. Thinking of this, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
She felt a little lost because, although she hated this feeling, for some reason
her body was enjoying it immensely. It felt so good that she couldn't help but want to cry out, but when she thought of Zhang Ming
and her sister nearby, she clenched her teeth and silently endured it.

Zheng Chen noticed that Qin Qing was silent. In the darkness, he could sense a hint
of lust in Qin Qing's stubborn expression. He felt it was all worth it, but he didn't dare to linger too long, after all, there were
other people in this private room, so it was best to finish quickly.

Zheng Chen pressed down on Qin Qing's legs and thrust rapidly, feeling close to ejaculating. He whispered in Qin Qing's ear,
"Sister Qing, I'm going to cum!"

Under Zheng Chen's rapid thrusting, and with Zhang Ming and the others nearby, Qin Qing
finally couldn't help but cry out, "Cum, cum quickly, it feels so good!"

Hearing Qin Qing's lewd words, Zheng Chen, with almost no resistance, ejaculated into Qin Qing's vagina,
not pulling out but shooting inside.

As Zheng Chen's semen shot deep into Qin Qing's
body let out a syllable to release the pleasure after her orgasm: "Oh...!"

After resting for about two or three minutes, Zheng Chen carried Qin Qing into the bathroom in the private room and turned on the light.
At this point, Qin Qing didn't say anything more. She didn't know if it was because Zheng Chen had satisfied her or because she was afraid
Zhang Ming would discover her affair. When Zheng Chen stripped her naked and made her turn her back and stick her buttocks up
, Qin Qing complied almost without resistance.

Although she wasn't really willing to completely obey Zheng Chen, when she considered that there were
two other people lying outside, she obediently held onto the toilet with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, bent over, and let
Zheng Chen put his big buttocks inside her.

After a short while, Zheng Chen took out his prepared phone and recorded the whole process.
A little while later, he picked up the phone again and took
special photos of Qin Qing's white buttocks and his penis inside her vagina. After doing this, Zheng Chen reluctantly pulled out his limp penis, patted Qin Qing's
white buttocks, and said, "Hurry up and put your clothes on, or Zhang Ming and the others will find out!"

Seeing Zheng Chen fiddling with his phone, Qin Qing instinctively felt something was wrong, but she didn't have the energy to say anything
, especially when she heard the name Zhang Ming; her heart ached terribly.

Looking at Qin Qing, who was covering her mouth and sobbing, so pitifully beautiful, Zheng Chen made up his mind. He
absolutely couldn't let this woman escape his grasp, he absolutely couldn't!

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