My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (145)

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Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher, Chapter 145: She Desired to Be Fucked.

The woman shuddered involuntarily, but as Liang Jun's hand gradually slipped inside her bra,

she seemed to calm down. Liang Jun's hand curved into an arc, gently cupping Tang Shao's large breasts, while the back of his hand

pressed against the bra, carefully feeling if there was anything inside. His hand

lightly caressed and kneaded her breasts, his mind entirely focused on the back of his hand. Although

the sensation in his palm was fragrant and rich, he had no other thoughts at the moment, only slowly feeling the bra.

At this point, some might not understand, why go through all this trouble? Why not just take off the bra and

examine ? But Liang Jun wasn't thinking about that. He wanted to remain discreet and avoid alerting the two.

After all, there were two people planning to do something to Tang Shao's sister, and Liang Jun wanted to make them take

the blame. That way, if things came to light, Tang Shao's sister and Tang Shao wouldn't know he existed, and

everyone assume it was those two unlucky guys who were being indecent.

Even the two guys he had knocked unconscious would probably blame each other instead of suspecting the other person.

Liang Jun's hands felt inside the two bras at least five times, unknowingly arousing Tang Shao's sister.

This girl was originally filled with grief and indignation, not because she had been forced into this situation. She had been

in this circle for a long time, and although she was young, she was already familiar with matters between men and women. In her teens, she had been

making up stories, attracting a group of suitors. She had a child in her early twenties, and after becoming a car model, she would

flirt with any rich man and inevitably end up sleeping with him. It could be said that sleeping with Zhang San was no different from

being forced .

She was consumed by grief and indignation, indignation at her own fate. Her father,

once had enjoyed immense prestige and power. Whatever he wanted to wear or eat, a mere gesture was enough

, and it would be delivered to his door. Who could have imagined that such a grand edifice would crumble so quickly? Her father took a phone call

one night , offended someone because of her brother, and was investigated the next day—it was that simple.

Initially, she hated Liang Jun, the man who had brought her family to this state, and swore a vow

of revenge. But as time passed, the burden of supporting her entire family became unbearable.

Her father was mentally unstable and needed her care; her mother was constantly in tears; her brother, now in Shanghai, refused to work,

spending all his time in her small room, expecting to be waited on hand and foot. She also had to raise a daughter whose

father was unknown. The weight of life was suffocating her. Who could imagine

the desolation and misery behind her alluring poses and charming smiles beside the luxury car?

Tonight, she hated her brother. His behavior tonight had pierced her to the bone, leaving her

heartbroken . Before, she'd only known him as selfish; as for his misbehavior and trouble-making,

she hadn't dared to criticize him too harshly. She felt she had no right to judge him, because she herself wasn't exactly innocent—

otherwise, she wouldn't have had an illegitimate child in her early twenties.

But tonight, she hadn't expected him to be so heartless, so cruel that it made her heart bleed. At this moment,

she didn't care whether she'd been raped or not. Whatever, so be it. Even if a dog

were on top of her, what could it matter?

She indifferently allowed a stranger to place his hand on her chest, as if it were someone else's body.

But after Liang Jun's repeated, gentle, and seemingly real caresses of her chest, it finally caught her

attention . Her focus shifted to the man before her. What was he going to do? Wasn't he going to do

*that*? What man who wanted to force himself on a woman would have the patience for that? He just stripped off his clothes,

climbed on top like an animal, and went for it. Who cares about any tenderness? Would that even be rape?

But the man in front of her was so patient, so willing to expend

so much caressing on her, a used-up woman. She temporarily forgot her pain and focused her attention on this man.

She never imagined that the man in front of her was there for the so-called recording. Tonight,

it was her brother who was looking for the recording, and right now her brother had been knocked unconscious. So, she only thought it was those two people seeking

pleasure .

Liang Jun had already caressed her five times, but he still wanted to search carefully one more time. He

gently circled her two large breasts, and the warmth of his hands aroused Tang Shao's sister.

Slowly , a layer of fine goosebumps rose on her skin, and her breasts slowly became erect. It was a soft moan from the woman

that caught Liang Jun's attention. In that instant, he noticed that her breasts

were no longer soft and yielding, but erect, smoother and more elastic to the touch. Liang Jun felt a

surge of heat and a restless impulse; he had an urge to take advantage of her. To be honest, this was the first time he had done

something so immoral, doing such a bold thing to a stranger, only because he had two men to

take the blame for him, and because he needed to find that thing.

Such an advantage was truly tempting. A woman was tied up, and he could do *that* in her

name , doing whatever he wanted—it was like finding a pile of gold and silver treasures that he could

take without anyone noticing. This was undeniably tempting, especially since she was his enemy's sister.

In that instant, Liang Jun truly felt the urge to have sex with the woman in front of him. However, he managed

to control himself. He felt that Tang Shao and his sister were completely different things, and he couldn't transfer his hatred

onto his sister. Besides, judging from Tang Shao's attitude, he didn't care at all what happened to his sister.

In that case, the pleasure of revenge vanished.

Liang Jun pulled his thoughts back and started thinking about his thing again. It wasn't in the bra. Could it really be

between an A and a C cup? That would be incredibly exciting.

But even so, he still wanted to search it thoroughly. He reached down to the woman's smooth back

and untied the bra strap. At this point, the woman was indeed topless. To avoid

alerting her, he casually grabbed and rubbed her breasts with one hand while stroking

one , carefully going over it again, inch by inch. But to his disappointment, he didn't find anything.

A valuable foreign object. Although some metallic objects were found on the bra, upon closer inspection, they

turned out be just bra hooks and rings.

Could it be that this girl really put that thing in her private parts? How could she put it there? Liang Jun

couldn't quite put his finger on it. Was it software? A voice recorder? Or

something ? If it was something large, how could she bear having it inside her body all the time? But if

it really was in that restroom, wouldn't it be a waste of time for an idiot like Tang Shao to not find it

? What if the bar's cleaners cleaned it up?

Liang Jun was lost in thought when the woman's body began to writhe. They say with enough effort, even an iron rod

can be ground into a needle. The woman had initially prepared for a rough and brutal penetration, but this eccentric man had managed to

turn what should have been a rape into something tender and affectionate. He had spent so much time caressing her, gradually

awakening her desire. Her whole body seemed to open like a small mouth, waiting to be filled; it

felt like it was about to swell, anticipating that hand on it.

At this moment, Liang Jun no longer cared what the woman beneath him was thinking. He was analyzing, investigating,

what . Now, for him, one answer had been revealed: he hadn't found what he needed.

He was a little afraid. What if he really couldn't find it?

No, he had to keep searching. This was the decision Liang Jun, and anyone in this situation, would make.

However, our protagonist possessed excellent patience and self-control, able to restrain himself.

Anyone else would have long forgotten what they were there for, or rather, would have been thinking about satisfying their own needs first.

Liang Jun's hand moved down the woman's chest, pausing briefly at her lower abdomen. Since he

had no other purpose, his touch was exceptionally gentle; every place his hand brushed felt incredibly

comfortable to the woman. Her body was like parched earth, awaiting the nourishment of spring rain.

Liang Jun's hand finally slipped inside the woman's shorts. Damn it, this woman was on her period today—how

disappointing! But even so, Liang Jun didn't care. He reached inside, his hand

roughly tracing the opening. He roughly felt a shape, but he also

noticed a lot of fluid flowing out. He was annoyed; he wasn't any luckier than Tang Shao. Tang Shao had gotten

his hands covered in feces while searching for the recording, while he had his hands covered in blood. He pulled his hand out, and then felt the woman on top of him

writhe , making a sound like dissatisfaction.

Liang Jun tried to find something to wipe the blood clean, but in the dim light, he found there was no blood on his hands.

In other words, if it were blood, it should be reddish, but his hands weren't red at all. It was strange; there

was no blood.

He reached inside again and gently rubbed the woman's outer lips, quickly feeling more fluid flow

out. The woman's body arched upwards in response.

Liang Jun understood; he had aroused the woman, meaning

she being raped, but rather she herself was anticipating and wanting to be penetrated.

Influenced by the woman, Liang Jun's penis suddenly became erect.

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