Romantic Young Master [Complete] - 6

Chapter 11 ◆ Morning Practice

Since discovering the hidden secrets of the "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" manual last night, I first practiced standing and walking postures by the pond, then floated in the pond and practiced my self-created underwater breath-holding exercises.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but now I'm sitting cross-legged against the wall.

I had another erotic dream, dreaming of indulging in pleasure with seven fairies, but this time the fairies were different from before. We practiced the seven postures on the second line of the back of the "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" manual one by one. I know this is an auxiliary effect of practicing the "Male Supremacy Yang Gong," but unfortunately, due to my body shape, I couldn't fully and thoroughly perform those seven postures in the dream.

But I was still very happy, and I didn't ejaculate. At this moment, to describe my manhood in a mainland Chinese phrase, it was "proud and spirited," standing tall in the morning breeze and thin mist, before

the sun had risen.

I didn't get enough sleep last night, but I don't feel sleep-deprived at all. On the contrary, I feel energetic and full of vitality, and I don't feel any numbness in my legs and feet due to poor blood circulation from the long meditation.

Accompanied by the clear and melodious birdsong and breathing in the incredibly fresh air, I moved my hands and feet a few times. I

can clearly feel that I am changing more and more, entering another realm.

Now I only worry about one thing: will frequent sexual pleasure make me feel tired of it one day?

Afraid of being seen, I went back to the practice room.

I opened the operable window as wide as possible, and didn't close the door. I just pulled a screen (a five-panel double-sided silk painting of ladies with swords and martial arts, which my father brought back from Hangzhou) to prevent any possible embarrassment, allowing the air to circulate as smoothly as possible. I am increasingly fond of natural, fresh air. Air conditioning doesn't seem to suit me. I don't want to wear clothes now. The direct contact and exchange of air between my naked skin and the air makes me feel very comfortable.

Since learning that external and internal martial arts can be practiced together, I've been combining Wing Chun, Taekwondo, and Karate with a "male-dominated" style of dynamic martial arts.

However, I can't yet achieve both speed and effective internal energy flow, so I can only slow down the movements to a level similar to Tai Chi.

The movements—moving, shifting, flipping, dancing, drawing circles, chopping, punching, kicking—are as graceful as flowing water.

Gradually, I've come to understand the essence of Tai Chi, which I've always looked down upon. In fact, Tai Chi represents the Chinese philosophy of combining softness and strength. It seems I really need to learn Tai Chi properly and find a good teacher.

When my whole body is warm and my inner energy flows freely through all my meridians and acupoints,

a very beautiful voice asks, "Ruilong, what kind of martial art are you practicing?" though the Mandarin isn't very standard.

It's not that I can't sense her approach and observation; rather, I'm completely absorbed in the joy of researching, understanding, discovering, integrating, and creating.

“Auntie Shengzi! What brings you here today? I’m practicing Tai Chi…” I turned around and saw my fourth uncle’s fourth wife, Matsuda Shengzi.

She was dressed in a white Japanese karate uniform, standing gracefully in front of the screen. Her natural beauty, without any deliberate embellishment, made her particularly alluring. Especially noticeable was the fact that there was nothing under her white robe, except for her impressive breasts, which stood out prominently, making them appear full and incredibly tempting. Even though I had already witnessed her allure, I still couldn’t get enough of looking at her, especially since I hadn’t yet truly conquered her.

“Ah—you…” She stared at my magnificent lower body, her face full of surprise, like most women when they see me. She stammered, “You…this…how…oh—this isn’t Tai Chi…” Finally regaining her composure, she tried her best to regain her composure.

“Hehe! It’s a combination of Wing Chun, Taekwondo, and Karate—what do you think?” I said with a touch of smugness.

"How can this be? Taekwondo is Taekwondo, and Karate is Karate. How can you mix them up and practice them haphazardly? Ruilong-kun, you're being too frivolous!" Shengzi's serious and earnest manner was typical of the Japanese!

I retorted, "Why not? Integration is a characteristic of the Chinese, and it's also a trend in this world. For example, Japanese Karate developed by integrating Chinese dog-fist and Tang-style hand techniques. Why can't I do it too?"

Shengzi's aunt blushed slightly and stammered, "This...this...how can they be the same...Karate, Taekwondo, and Wing Chun are all very independent and perfect martial arts. Their styles and characteristics are different. Combining them would be incongruous...you are..."

I raised my hand to interrupt her and said, "How about this! Talking is useless. Let's prove who's right and who's wrong with actions!"

"How do we prove it?" Shengzi's aunt asked, unconvinced, but her appearance was very cute and charming.

"Let's have a match!"

"Hehe! Don't underestimate me just because I'm a woman—" Shengzi said coquettishly.

"Haha! Of course, don't underestimate me just because I'm a little boy, younger and shorter than you. I won't hold back..."

"Alright then! Let's compete, but you're the most precious thing in our family, I wouldn't dare hurt you..."

"It's alright! We both know our place."

"Alright then! I'll show you what I'm capable of..." Aunt Shengzi tightened her belt.

Huh—did I see that right? She's wearing a black belt? I remember she was wearing a red belt when she went back to Japan half a month ago. How could she have improved so much in just half a month?

She didn't know karate before. Ever since I started to like karate, she's been actively learning, so our skills have always been about the same.

I muttered to myself, "But shouldn't there be some kind of wager? Otherwise, we'll have won for nothing."

"A wager? What are we betting on?"

"The loser agrees to any request the winner makes! How about it?"

Shengzi hesitated, thought for a moment, and finally made up her mind, "Okay!"

I gave Aunt Shengzi a high five, and the bet began.

Whether her black belt was real or fake, Aunt Shengzi's demeanor and aura were completely different from before; she certainly had the air of a master. She slowly circled me, searching for an opening.

I, in turn, adopted a Tai Chi stance, appearing quite skilled, calmly responding to any change in her demeanor.

Finally, she couldn't resist stepping forward and striking down with a palm strike (she certainly knew my strength), which I easily dodged, returning a straight punch aimed at her heart, though actually intended for her chest. I wouldn't show mercy just because she was a beauty and family member, and I believed her black belt didn't preclude me from doing so, so I would go all out to uphold my manly dignity and secure victory.

She had anticipated my attack and had already blocked it.

And so, Aunt Shengzi and I began our exchange, both giving it our all.

Gradually, I gained the upper hand. The result of our struggle was that I was stronger; Aunt Saint was no match for me. My two years of training hadn't been in vain.

As she retreated to defend herself, I suddenly rushed in front of her and yanked off her black belt. Saint instinctively recoiled, her hands tightly covering her robes.

I feinted around to her back, grabbing her belt as if to tear it. As she shifted her hands to protect it, I swiftly pulled her robes down to her waist, immediately revealing her perfect, alluring upper body curves. Aunt Saint struggled, trying to pull her robes back up, but I tripped her with a hook of my foot, causing her to fall onto the cushion.

I held her down, and just as I was about to straddle her ample breasts and take further action, Aunt Xianji emerged from behind the screen, clapping her hands and exclaiming, "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Aunt Saint struggled to get up, but I held her down, preventing her from moving.

I wasn't surprised, nor did I care. Looking at my third uncle's second wife, Aunt Jin Xianji, I smiled and said, "Aunt Xianji, what brings you here today?" Indeed, it was very rare for the two of them to appear together. Since I didn't need two martial arts instructors present within an hour and a half, they always took turns sparring with Coach Chen Huijun.

Xianji smiled gently, "I'm going back to South Korea the day after tomorrow, so I came to keep you company! Shengzi, you were drunk last night, so I thought you wouldn't come today, so..."

Aunt Shengzi was speechless with embarrassment, unable to cover her ashamed face, and could only close her beautiful eyes tightly.

"So you saw everything?" I felt numb to myself. Openly flirting with my aunt so early in the morning, with the door wide open, I didn't even realize someone was approaching. Luckily, my uncles rarely came up (especially since my lecherous uncles rarely got up this early).

"Yes! I just don't understand why you were fighting so seriously...you..."

"Oh! It's like this..." I told Xianji about the reason for my bet with Shengzi.

"Is that so?" Aunt Xianji looked at the Holy Son, and after receiving a reluctant nod from him, she added, "Oh! Is that so? Congratulations! Holy Son, you've obtained the black belt... Lord Ruilong, do you mind? I'd like to have a match with you to see if your strength is truly as formidable as you think."

Aunt Xianji had long been a black belt in Taekwondo. Didn't she just witness my match with the Holy Son's aunt? Seeing is believing, so perhaps she harbored thoughts of competing with the Holy Son, and based on their status, wanted to use me as a comparison? Good! Although I knew her strength, I had never actually competed with her. Now that I had defeated the Holy Son's aunt, I was completely confident.

"Alright! But you'll have to strip naked before you can compete with me!" I flipped the Holy Son's aunt over, and after encountering little resistance, I stripped her completely naked, then threw her taekwondo uniform out the window. Below was a flowerbed.

Aunt Xianji clutched the uniform tightly, still not quite taking it off.

"Auntie! I've seen your body before, why are you being so coy?"

"This...this is different...you...I...you'd better beat me first!"

"No! You're making Auntie Shengzi very embarrassed, hurry up! I'll count to three, or I'll get angry!"

"Okay! I'll take it off...I'll take it off!" She hurriedly took off her clothes in fright.

At this moment, I suddenly realized that their eagerness and enthusiasm in helping me practice was partly for their own benefit in the Hua family, and partly at the behest of several uncles.

When Xianji took off her Taoist robe, I saw that she was still wearing a sexy, thin pair of panties, which were faintly visible under her small hands, making her sexy and charming body even more alluring. She didn't look like a mother of two at all, and was no less attractive than Auntie Shengzi. Especially her shy and coy expression was like that of a young girl in love, beautiful and lovely beyond compare, instantly making my limp penis, which had just been limp from the fight, regain

its vigor.

"Get naked already! What are you daydreaming about?" Seeing Aunt Xianji staring at my precious darling in surprise, I knew she hadn't seen his impressive prowess earlier, hehe! I really liked (smugly) their expressions.

When she was finally completely naked, glancing back at the open door behind the screen from time to time, another kind of beauty of hers was revealed to me.

"Come on! Don't be so coy. If you don't go all out, and you lose, you'll owe me a request, just like Aunt Shengzi..." I smiled and glanced sideways at the naked Aunt Shengzi hiding behind the large sandbag, my smugness beyond words.

"Okay! Ah—" Aunt Xianji charged forward, but unfortunately, she didn't unleash even half of her fighting spirit and strength. This was, of course, all thanks to my foresight, or rather, an unintentional stroke of luck. Just

as her fists and palms were about to reach me, I suddenly dodged, and with lightning speed, swept my leg at Aunt Xianji. This was no challenge for her, of course. The formidable Aunt Xianji leaped into the air, narrowly avoiding my sweeping leg.

But I followed up with a leg grab, easily seizing both of Xianji's feet, pulling and slamming her onto the mat. Fearing she might use judo techniques, I held her waist tightly. So, I easily defeated Aunt Xianji, though I didn't get to witness the intense, beautiful sights of her splits, punches, and palm strikes. Reality and imagination are often different. Luckily, they were at my mercy, ready to be enjoyed whenever and however I pleased.

Xianji and Aunt Shengzi knelt before me, both holding my manhood, licking and sucking it. As losers, they had to pay their price, but they seemed to be enjoying themselves, quite absorbed, whispering and commenting on my manhood, treating it with utmost care (it wouldn't break) and mouthful (it wouldn't melt).

Sometimes I grabbed their hair, thrusting my penis incessantly; other times I played with and pinched the four beautiful, full breasts in front of me. Their unusually large, red nipples looked especially cute and alluring. After fiddling with them, I realized it was a kind of areola cream. I could only secretly sigh at how much my uncles and fathers enjoyed themselves!

Watching my penis being tightly gripped and moved by their cleavage, the pleasurable sensation sent shivers through my entire body, especially the muscles at the back of my head, making me feel like I was in heaven. What's more, they would occasionally take my penis into their mouths, unwilling to let go.

Only when I realized they were desperately vying for my penis did I understand how much they suffered, how lonely their hearts were. Were my uncles impotent? Or had they been neglected for too long because they had fallen for someone else? This made them so thirsty, like two resentful women completely liberated from their virtuous and gentle exteriors.

What was this all about? Who was playing whom? Who was satisfying whom?

They straddled me, my manhood deeply enveloped in their flower-like openings. Though somewhat loose, these openings were perfect for their rapid, up-and-down movements. They seemed quite experienced, frequently tightening their hips, tormenting and ravaging my manhood, seemingly determined to leave it utterly battered and bruised.

I quickly activated my "Male Supremacy Technique," resisting while simultaneously absorbing their essence. But before two skilled beauties, my manhood was like a lone boat in a turbulent sea, struggling in its death throes.

I truly experienced the terror of the prime of life (actually, Xianji was 11 years older than Shengzi, so 25-year-old Shengzi was still considered a young woman), and realized my own "Male Supremacy Technique" was insufficient. I also learned this lesson: never easily provoke more than two women in their boudoirs (my stepmother was no match for them).

Of course, as a man, for the sake of my dignity, I couldn't back down. After struggling for a while, I slowly adapted. I knew this was because the "male supremacy technique" was increasingly demonstrating its immense power. My darlings were getting stronger and stronger with each battle.

When the "male supremacy technique" was pushed to its limit, I no longer felt that their honey holes were spacious. We played from one side to the other, from being pinned down by them to me "walking" around the room holding their legs, from their proactive and frenzied movements to their gentle and coquettish pleas for mercy, from being evenly matched to chasing each other on the sidelines... My heart soared, but I was still not satisfied!

In my pleasure, I slowly admired their charming figures.

Aunt Xianji had a lot of hair, long and thick, like a brush, and her hole was deep and wet, and she was very good at wriggling and attacking. Aunt Shengzi's lower body was barren, her honey hole was shallow and tender, and her pink petals were very eye-catching and beautiful. To be honest, I preferred to penetrate this kind of hole. Their breasts, even more voluptuous than Ai Iijima's, bounced wildly with incredible elasticity, as if speaking, beckoning me to possess them.

I moved effortlessly between their honeyed depths, cleavages, and mouths, intending to explore their anuses, but I had no condoms.

I loved driving them like two horses galloping side-by-side, roaming freely in the world.

Huh? Someone's peeping!

Having learned from my previous experience, I paid closer attention to the doorway. It turned out to be Xiaoqin and Xiaoru. They noticed our intense activity and initially peeked in from outside, then gradually and unconsciously hid behind the screen. My senses were becoming increasingly acute.

I didn't mind their watching and even put on an even more enthusiastic performance,

driving the two aunties to moan and groan incessantly.

"Ding-dong—" The clock on the wall suddenly rang,

immediately waking Xiaoqin and Xiaoru. As they turned to leave, I smiled slightly at them behind the screen and waved. This made them run away as if fleeing.

My stepmother must be even more tired, otherwise why haven't they gotten up yet! Thinking about my performance with them last night and their passion, my desire burned even brighter, and I unleashed my pent-up passion on the two aunties beneath me. I

'm deepening the relationship between China, Japan, and Korea!

"Thump, thump..." A series of hurried footsteps echoed.

It was Xiaoqin. She appeared before me in a panic, whispering urgently, "Young Master! Something terrible has happened! Third Master is coming up, he's already at the top of the stairs, and Xiaoru is dragging him away..."

Wow! No way? This happens at this crucial moment! I yanked my precious thing out with a "plop," and looked around in alarm, searching for a hiding place. It wasn't that I was afraid of Third Uncle, but I didn't want to embarrass him.

There was no time to get dressed or hide, because I'd already thrown Aunt Shengzi's Taoist robes downstairs, and we were both sweating profusely and in a state of amorous passion, so there was no way we'd recover anytime soon.

What to do?

Yes! We had to hide quickly. I swiftly picked up my two limp aunts and placed them behind the cabinet where I usually kept miscellaneous items, letting them lean against it and concealing their hands and feet, since the cabinet wasn't very big.

Just as I stood still (behind the cabinet, which blocked my lower body, so from the doorway only my upper body was visible), my third uncle burst in, immediately asking, "Ruilong! Exercising?" Xiaoru followed behind.

I outwardly remained calm, replying, "Yes! What's up, Third Uncle? What brings you here so early?" But inwardly, I was anxious and worried. Was he here to see my wife, Aunt Xianji? If he came near me, everything would be exposed. Sweat streamed down my face.

"Oh! I'm looking for your Aunt Xianji. Is she here?" My third uncle glanced around, about to approach, and it seemed things were about to go wrong.

"Oh! She was here just now. She's taking a bath in which room now!" My sweat poured down even more. However, my lie made a good point. Although the Hua family had many people, they also had many rooms, especially this floor, which had even more empty rooms. So there were many washrooms. If Uncle San wanted to find someone, he could have plenty to look for. I didn't believe he was the kind of person who would personally search room by room.

"Oh—it's nothing! I just came to see you. Look! You're all sweaty from exercising. You should worry about your health and not catch a cold!" Uncle San said, picking up a towel and walking over.

"I'm very healthy! How could I easily get sick from exercising? Especially in this season. By the way! Uncle San, what are your plans for today? Can I go play with you?" I tried to divert his attention by making conversation.

Sure enough, Uncle San stopped, tossed me the towel, and said, "Oh! I have a lot to do today. I have to attend a ribbon-cutting ceremony, two meetings, a trade negotiation, and inspect six factories..." Actually, I knew him well. He didn't want me, a third wheel, to ruin his plans. After all, I was a very important person in the family.

"Is our Hua family enterprise considering taking over...?" At this moment, my treasure was being cupped and caressed by three jade hands, and then swallowed into their mouths. Judging from the size of their mouths, it was Aunt Xianji. I can't believe she dared to suck my treasure with her husband, my third uncle, present (even though he couldn't see it). Wasn't she afraid that her husband would see and beat her to death? But to be honest, I'm really excited and enjoying it now, even more so than before... "...Employee? We... Oh (very softly, so good!)..."

"I do have that intention, but forget it! Let the adults worry about these things. You should have fun by yourself today! I don't have time to keep you company. Oh, right! How about your aunt, Xianji, goes with you today? She's going back to Seoul the day after tomorrow..."

"Okay!" I pretended to be disappointed, but actually I was having a great time. Aunt Xianji's oral skills were amazing; I couldn't move an inch. I said "unhappily," "I'll just have to go out with Aunt Xianji, Aunt Shengzi, and my cousins later."

I chatted with my third uncle about all sorts of things. After he left, Xiaoqin and Xiaoru immediately collapsed to the ground, and my two aunts and I breathed a sigh of relief. That was close!

Of course, the same thrill filled our hearts a hundred times, a thousand times more. I continued to entangle and make love with the Japanese and Korean aunts in front of Xiaoqin and Xiaoru.

At 7:55, I ejaculated a small amount of semen on Shengzi and Aunt Xianji's faces and mouths.

After they cleaned me thoroughly, I went back to my room to shower alone. I didn't want them to know too soon that my stepmothers had come with me, completely disregarding the fact that Aunt Shengzi's Taoist robes were downstairs (I thought Xiaoqin and Xiaoru would handle this).

Soaking in the cool water, I circulated my internal energy slightly and found that my true energy had increased considerably. I wondered if this was due to my diligent practice last night or the help from my two aunts.

At this moment, my two stepmothers, who had woken up, entered with the sound of their breast bells and snuggled up to me. Their delicate hands and breasts gently wiped and rubbed against my body, washing away the mixture of sweat without me having to lift a finger. I thoroughly enjoyed this fragrant and sensual bath, especially the sound of their breast bells, which was particularly melodious and enchanting.

Feeling refreshed and tidy, I went downstairs alone and saw almost the entire family eating breakfast, chatting and laughing, seemingly waiting for me.

Aunt Shengzi and Aunt Xianji were already at the table, eating with the elegance and grace of noble ladies. The recent events seemed completely unnoticed; not a trace of them appeared on their faces. They dutifully served food to their husbands and daughters.

"Look! Our Ruilong is becoming more and more like a grown-up, so handsome and tall, just like me back then..." Fourth Uncle said with a smile.

Before I could say anything, Second Grandmother (Fourth Uncle's mother) scoffed, "No way! Our Ruilong is much more handsome and taller than you! Eldest sister, don't you think?"

"Yes!" Eldest Grandmother chimed in. Everyone else followed suit, flattering me.

I felt very embarrassed.

"Ruilong, it's Saturday today, what are your plans?" Aunt Xianji suddenly asked, clearly remembering what her husband had just said. She was now so persistent with me.

"How about we go out and have some fun together?" Shengzi also seized the opportunity.

This prompted a chorus of responses from the Hua family women, all of whom had no work or school that day, eager to join the "playful army" without my permission.

How could I allow that! I had a date today, and they wouldn't stay with me...

"Alright! Let's all go shopping, sightseeing, and do a big shopping spree today..." I could easily disappear and ditch them later.

Then came a burst of noise and laughter, the vibrant atmosphere even attracting the three grandmothers to join in.

A harmonious, pleasant, and joyful atmosphere filled the entire hall. At least on the surface.

Normally, with my uncles and aunts present, the Hua family women wouldn't dare to laugh and joke so freely, but all because of me!

Chapter 12 ◆ Alternative Street Life

Taipei's transportation has only truly seen rapid development this year, with the first public transportation service featuring dedicated right-of-way, high technology, high efficiency, and high quality. Previously, from 1946 to 1960, fear of war prevented the government from focusing on transportation development, resulting in stagnation. From 1961 to 1980, the number of private motor vehicles increased rapidly, a period of uncontrolled growth and misguided development. From 1981 to 1995, Taipei endured a period of chaotic traffic and frantically searched for a way out, with excessive private vehicles causing severe congestion – an unprecedented period of traffic stagnation.

Today, Taipei has over 700,000 cars and motorcycles, plus vehicles from all over Taiwan entering and leaving Taipei daily, making the streets incredibly congested, especially during peak hours!

Today is Saturday, and there are many people out and about, making it peak hours all day, especially in the busy area I'm heading to. Watching the long line of cars and the motorcyclists whizzing through the traffic, I shook my head, sighed, and felt a mix of envy and admiration. When would I ever get a motorcycle? My family definitely wouldn't allow it now, since motorcyclists are responsible for the majority of traffic accidents in Taipei.

Many of the motorcyclists were stunningly beautiful women, and I was incredibly envious. I wished I could sit behind them, hugging their breasts from behind, or even driving myself with their ample bosoms pressing against my back – that would be amazing!

I asked the driver (Ye Yaopei), Sister Pei, to stop at the bus stop. Ignoring her objections and pleas, I boarded the bus to Ximending. If I didn't get there early and change transportation, I probably wouldn't make it by 10 am.

This was my first time riding a bus alone. The bus was quite crowded, but not noisy or crowded; people were polite and courteous.

I'd often heard from family and classmates about perverts harassing women on buses, but despite my efforts to search, I couldn't find anything I wanted to witness. There wasn't even a single lone woman I could approach and take advantage of; it was all couples or large groups, which was a real shame.

Although the streets were congested, there were dedicated bus lanes, and I arrived in Ximending at 9:35, not too late.

You haven't truly been to Taipei if you haven't been to Ximending. Ximending has become a haven for young people seeking excitement and novelty. It witnesses Taipei's past, present, and future, a microcosm of Taipei's century-long history, and represents the latest fashion trends. Young people in Taiwan love Ximending the most. Taipei's vibrant nightlife and entertainment paradise are all concentrated in Ximending. Even older Taipei residents praise Ximending highly; the movie street once led the trend, and now, on weekends, it's packed with people. This place holds memories of vibrant youth and sweet romances, making Ximending a popular spot for Taipei's cool guys and hot girls to stroll hand-in-hand.

The Ximending shopping district is a charming and whimsical area in Taipei. McDonald's, Wan Nian Building, Lai Lai Department Store, and Ambassador Theater are all popular meeting places for young people. Hua Shi Enterprises' "Hua Shi Bank," "Hua Shi Jewelry," "Hua Rong Supermarket," and "Li Hua Department Store" are also located here, where student couples often appear together. Ximending is at the forefront of Taipei's fashion scene, with a dazzling array of boutiques, making it a shopping haven for young people. A stroll through Ximending allows you to see the latest Taiwanese trends (which are heavily influenced by Japanese, South Korean, and Western trends). Ximending also

boasts a diverse array of delicious local Taiwanese snacks from both the north and south. The long-established "Meiguanyuan" restaurant, after half a century, is still bustling with people. Its signature dishes, such as "Duck Meat Flatbread," "Thank You Squid Soup," "Simon Tempura," "Eternal Tempura," and "Ah Zong Noodles," are all incredibly delicious. Foodies can enjoy entertainment and then feast to their hearts' content.

Ximending's entertainment and social venues are even more popular with young people, boasting dance halls, amusement parks, billiard halls, bubble tea shops, folk song restaurants, red envelope gambling venues, and phone chat centers—one after another. Of course, many of these places now harbor a culture of exchanging sex for money, giving rise to an unbelievable, bizarre, yet alluring erotic culture. I was naive in the past, but today I'm going to take advantage of this opportunity to do some serious shopping—of course, I can't go to my own store.

In recent years, movie theaters have frequently hosted concerts, fan meetings, and autograph sessions for entertainment stars. Yu-Chih's "Yu Qingniao" group also held a fan meeting and new album launch here last month; the scene was incredibly lively and grand (unfortunately, I wasn't there, only watching the entire event on videotape afterwards).

A promotional video for *Jurassic Park* was playing on the giant electronic screen at the New World Entertainment Center, showing a giant Tyrannosaurus Rex roaring as it chased a fleeing jeep. Several young people with dyed yellow-green hair sat on the steps outside the MRT station, looking up and occasionally letting out screams.

From afar, I saw Teacher Xue standing in front of McDonald's, waving and calling out, "Ruilong, I'm here!"

Today she was wearing a snow-white mini-skirt that barely covered her thighs; the tight-fitting style accentuated her beautiful and graceful figure! With her naturally flowing hair and light makeup, she was even more charming than usual, like a celestial being, attracting the attention of everyone around her (men and women alike).

Xue Lanfeng carried a delicate handbag charmingly at her side, looking at me with a radiant smile, as lovely and beautiful as a lover in the throes of passion. From her appearance, it was impossible to tell that she was completely unpretentious underneath (I could sense her lack of intention without using my inner energy to detect it).

I couldn't help but glance down, causing her pretty face to blush. She shyly tucked her small, delicate handbag under her clothes and furtively tugged at the hem of her skirt.

"I'm sorry! I'm late. Have you been waiting long?" Here, a man's gentlemanly manners were still necessary.

Lanfeng shook her head beautifully and said softly, "I just arrived a little while ago. Was the road crowded?"

"Yes! What do you want to do now?" I returned a gentle smile.

"Whatever you say! Go ahead!" Lanfeng's gentleness was boundless.

"Let's go shopping first! I haven't been here in ages." Actually, it's only been two months, but I feel like the changes here are huge, you could say they're happening every day.

"Okay!" Lan Feng took my hand and we strolled around casually.

To outsiders, we looked like siblings, or even mother and son. She was beautiful, elegant, and very classy, while he was a handsome young man, like movie stars filming a scene, attracting frequent glances from passersby. We strolled naturally and confidently through the streets, admiring the diverse people and the dazzling array of goods.

Lan Feng would only secretly tug at the hem of her skirt when no one was looking, or casually press it down, to avoid an accidental exposure. All of this made me both amused and smug. Inhaling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her and feeling the smooth, delicate touch of her hands, I felt incredibly comfortable, and in my smug satisfaction, I really wanted to shout.

Although I was certain she wasn't wearing anything underneath, I still wanted to verify it myself. When passersby weren't looking, I secretly touched her buttocks and immediately felt that her round bottom was the only thing under her skirt.

Lan Feng rolled her eyes at me and scolded, "You little pervert! Don't do that! Someone might see..."

I laughed and said, "So what? Look around, those boys and girls, couples are even bolder than us!" Indeed, those young couples were openly embracing and kissing in broad daylight, completely disregarding the people around them.

"That's not the same! Don't you see how much of an age difference we are? Doing this here would attract so much attention. Besides... you know what? While I was waiting for you, I saw Little Fatty and his friends wandering around... You might run into someone you know here..."

"Hehe, where are they now?"

"Let's go buy some trading cards over there..." Lan Feng pointed to a boutique in the distance.

Gently stroking the jade-like hand in my palm, taking advantage of Lan Feng, I nudged the teacher with my

elbow as we walked, whispering, "Teacher Xue..." Xue Lan Feng quickly pinched me, interrupting me, "No! Don't call me teacher here!"

"Hehe, how does it feel to be dressed like this, walking down such a bustling street?"

"You're so mean, asking me such a question! I..." Lan Feng playfully pinched me a few more times.

I laughed smugly, "Come on, I'll treat you to a drink!"

So I led Lan Feng to find a suitable beverage shop for us, because finding a quiet place was really difficult, as everywhere was crowded.

Although Teacher Xue wasn't from Taipei, she knew more about Ximending's history than I did. She introduced me to the past of Taipei, the origins of Ximending, and the major events that had occurred there (I didn't know this part yet, I'll add it later when I find out). Ximending was built during the Japanese colonial period and underwent several renovations and expansions to become a bustling commercial area. Unlike Taipei's emerging East District commercial area, Ximending won the favor of young people with its flashy, exaggerated, and avant-garde style, becoming the preferred place for Taipei's youth to gather and party.

What I saw was indeed true. To cater to the tastes of young people, every shop here employs outlandish and exaggerated tactics: mannequins in clothing stores wear bizarre red, orange, yellow, and green wigs; shoe stores are adorned with devil masks with blue faces and fangs; "Two Brushes" is the name of a general store; "Magazine Frenzy" sells books and comics... As for the ubiquitous signs and light boxes like "Prison Restaurant," "E-Era Special Zone," "Email Clothing Boutique," and "Hidden Dragon Restaurant," they all vividly reflect the current fashion trends in Taiwan.

The most popular businesses are tattoo parlors. Large queues of young people, including many girls, often wait outside each shop to get tattoos. I wonder if my instructor, Chen Huijun, got hers here. While I don't approve of their behavior, I don't oppose it either. After all, this world is free; anyone can do what they want, as long as it doesn't bother others. If the mainland were to unify the country, would we still have this kind of freedom...?

Adopting an observer's attitude, I watched the young people dressed strangely, with their brightly colored hair accessories, sitting on the ground, playing and joking, or flirting and teasing each other, or chasing each other, making noise, racing cars, and doing drugs. Occasionally, there were scenes of chasing, slashing, and robbery. I simply appreciated it as scenery. As for the "racing gangs" smashing cars along the way and the "shaking gangs" spreading new drugs, those were just news reports and rumors on campus. I didn't see them there, but I often saw listless, sleepy-eyed "e" generation coming out of internet cafes (this is a restless, alternative generation; I have no right or qualification to say they are fanatical and extreme, or empty and simple, because I'm not exactly a "good person" either; some say this is a failure of the authorities' education).

What I admired most were the very beautiful, well-built girls on the street, dressed smartly and dancing energetically to loud music, their movements synchronized, passionate, and explosive, making me envious, itchy, and hot-blooded.

This made me secretly imagine how wonderful and exciting it would be if stunning beauties like Teacher Xue, Teacher Lü, and the two stepmothers danced energetically or seductively...

However, the sight of many skateboarders whizzing by on the street gave me a sudden thought. Those skateboards looked like shields; if skateboards and shields were combined, they would make excellent recreational items and self-defense weapons.

"Ruilong, let's go to this one!" Lanfeng shook my hand; she clearly couldn't stand the occasional guy with ill intentions deliberately brushing past her.

"Okay!"

It was a Taiwanese bubble tea shop called "Xiangxiang Bubble Tea House." Inside, it wasn't too crowded. Quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, quite suitable.

We ordered two cups of bubble tea and a few plates of snacks, finding a seat with tropical plants providing shade and facing the street. Because of my ill intentions, I sat on the same chair as Teacher Lanfeng, wrapped my arms around her waist, and brazenly began to fondle her thighs and slender waist.

Pretending to be nonchalant, Ms. Xue's face grew increasingly red as my teasing hands moved. Just as my fingers were about to slip under her skirt, pointing directly at her exposed, mysterious area, she cried out

, "Ruilong! Please, don't do this! There are so many people here, they'll see us..." Her breasts were already heaving from my touch.

I chuckled and said, "What? From this angle, and with our backs to everyone, who will know what we're doing?" My hands remained unyielding, continuing their

wanton actions. "But people on the street will see..." Ms. Xue pressed my hand tightly, making a final resistance.

"No! It's bright outside, dark here. People won't see what we're doing unless they're pressed against the glass. Enjoy yourself! Besides, I think the shop owner deliberately decorated this place as a lovers' rendezvous spot..." My fingertips had already reached her warm vulva.

"You...you men are all bad...uh...be gentle...oh..." Ms. Xue quickly covered her mouth.

I whispered in her ear with a grin, "You could say Taiwanese men are all the same, all they think about is sleeping with women, forming cliques, and engaging in corruption..." I twirled a few times and then thrust inside.

"You're especially...bad...mmm..." Before Ms. Xue could finish her sentence, I pulled her neck and kissed her.

I forcefully probed her vulva, to retaliate for her past scolding and reprimands, and also to vent my lust and let her know who the master was. I wanted to train her into a completely obedient sex slave.

I had originally planned to use the aphrodisiac cream I'd gotten from my stepmother last night on Lan Feng, to smear it inside her vulva and make her wanton. But now I realized it was unnecessary; Ms. Xue was already aroused to the point of losing control. Her hands were under the table, stroking and caressing the thing she'd pulled from my pants, while she leaned against me.

She was in her best state now, a mixture of passion and a degree of rationality, aware of what she was doing.

I glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then deliberately tossed Ms. Xue's bag under the table and said, "Lanfeng, you dropped your bag!" I then pushed her under the table.

Ms. Xue, still dazed, bent down and crawled under the table. She picked up her bag and tried to come up, but I pushed her towards my penis, simultaneously shifting my body to completely block anyone's view.

Understanding perfectly, Ms. Xue swallowed my penis without a word, and right there in public, I felt a strange stimulation and extreme pleasure.

I gently thrust my penis in and out of the beautiful teacher's mouth. It was very hard, and the stimulation and pleasure made me forget to take the opportunity to practice my "male supremacy" technique.

"Get up!" I grabbed Ms. Xue's hair to make her get up.

"What's wrong? What's going on?" The teacher, seemingly addicted, looked at me in confusion.

"Someone's watching from outside!" I gestured towards the glass.

"Ah!" Turning around, I saw two young men and women peering through the glass, checking for seats. Ms. Xue blushed crimson with embarrassment, no longer daring to look at the street, and kept adjusting her skirt.

The young couple had probably finally decided to come in for drinks. They walked around the main entrance, and while the boy went to order, the girl chose the table next to mine. Had they seen what was going on between Ms. Xue and me?

The boy, with his dark green hair, a steel bead piercing his lower lip, and various accessories hanging from his ears, chewed gum as he brought over a cup of red tea—clearly a lazy, good-for-nothing. The girl, on the other hand, wore platform shoes at least 15 centimeters high, dressed like a sexy woman—a short, tight skirt, a scantily clad top, and covered in strange accessories. But I could tell at a glance that beneath her unconventional and glamorous appearance lay natural beauty. What a pity! Such a person with such a guy.

The "green-haired steel ball weirdo" smiled at me and then leered at Teacher Xue, which immediately ignited my anger.

As I was pondering how to "teach him a lesson," that loser grabbed the hot girl and, in full view of everyone in public, brazenly began groping and kissing her—far more outrageous and daring than I was (sneaking around) or even the people on the street. I truly felt sorry for the hot girl.

"What are you looking at? Can't you see them being affectionate? Want to come and be affectionate with me too... Ptooey!" The "green-haired steel ball monster" spat chewing gum at the customers watching their outrageous behavior, instantly scaring them all away. Then he turned to me, tauntingly yelling, "Kid! You're pretty good, managing to pick up such a hot chick..." As he spoke, he forcefully squeezed the almost exposed breasts of the hot girl in his arms.

Damn it! You came here to cause trouble; you'll get itchy if I don't teach you a lesson. I pulled Teacher Xue towards the restroom door (my little darling had been secretly tucked into my pants). As I passed him, I whispered, "Fuck your mother! Come with me if you dare!"

Just as I reluctantly dragged Teacher Xue into the men's restroom, a skinny young man wearing glasses who was urinating immediately gaped in astonishment. The "green-haired steel ball monster" followed him in with a hot girl.

I smiled at the "stunned glasses man" and said, "Don't be so dazed, get out of here! Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble!"

Before the "stunned glasses man" could even react, the "green-haired steel ball monster" threw him out.

"Kid! You've got some nerve! Daring to mess with me—'Shilin Wolves,' where are you from?" the green-haired steel ball monster said, cracking his fists as he moved closer to me.

Teacher Xue was so frightened that her whole body went limp, and she could barely stand, yet she still stammered, "No...no...fighting...there's..."

I smiled and helped Lan Feng lean against the wall, then walked towards the green-haired steel ball monster, saying, "You're so arrogant! Are your fists really that strong?" I deliberately steered him in the direction I wanted.

"Hehe! You'll find out if you try...haha..."

"Alright! Come on!" I assumed a fighting stance.

"Hahaha!! I've never seen anyone as fearless as you, fine! I'll grant your wish, but I hope we can make a bet? So we don't all end up wasting our time!"

That's exactly what I wanted to hear from him, humph! What a simple-minded guy. "Bet? What kind of bet?" I asked.

"Our women, whoever loses gets out!" The green-haired steel ball monster leered at Teacher Xue, swallowing hard.

"Okay!" I said calmly and confidently.

"No!" Teacher Xue screamed. But the hot girl acted as if it was none of her business.

I smiled and reassured Lan Feng, "Don't worry! I won't give you away to anyone else, I swear on my life!"

This immediately brightened the somewhat uneasy and anxious Teacher Xue, making his eyes light up with tenderness, only to quickly turn into panic and a scream.

I swiftly dodged to the side, whoosh! A punch, accompanied by the wind, grazed past my ear. Good! Daring to launch a sneak attack, he's certainly not to be underestimated; he must have a lot of real combat experience, hence this "tactic"! I initially intended to deliver a powerful spinning kick, but fearing I might injure Teacher Xue, I changed my stance to an elbow strike, landing heavily on his ribs.

He cried out, immediately curling up to the ground, groaning in pain.

Just as I was about to press my advantage and finish him off with a kick, rendering him completely incapacitated, the hot girl said, "Alright! He lost! Let him go!"

I smiled and said, "Hey! How about it? Have you admitted defeat yet?" My victory was actually quite thrilling. Although it was only one move, I used the timing, position, power, and tactics very well. It was as if I deliberately created an opening to lure him into a trap, causing his utter defeat.

"I admit defeat! I admit defeat!!" the loser cried out. He had no choice but to admit defeat, otherwise I would have kicked him again.

"Then..." I pointed at the hot girl and said, "Is she mine now?"

The hot girl interjected, "'Shilin Wolf' has never broken his word!"

"Hehe! Then I won't see you off!" I said smugly.

The hot girl helped him up and saw him to the door.

As the heavily made-up hot girl scrutinized me, I asked her to wash off her makeup. What I wanted was real beauty; makeup was just a cover-up, something fake.

I led two naturally beautiful women into a toilet stall. It was a bit cramped, but the thrill and the taste of victory made it all worthwhile.

One of the hot girls told me she was 20, her father was a gambling addict and rarely home, and her mother made a living through prostitution to pay off gambling debts. Therefore, she hadn't received much education and had been involved in the underworld since childhood. Six months ago, she met "Shilin Wolf" and started dating him, even though she disliked and feared him because he was just a small-time gangster. But the only thing she admired about him was his loyalty, his trustworthiness, and his courage; he had helped her father pay off his debts.

Standing on the toilet, I pulled out my penis and laughed, "Do you regret it now? Or are you still afraid of him?"

She gently grasped my penis and shook it, saying, "No regrets! And I'm not afraid! Because he's a man of his word, and I've helped him make a lot of money..." She put it into the mouth of this seemingly innocent young woman, her expression completely natural, as if she were swallowing ice cream, not a man's.

Oh! So comfortable! She sucked so well, it felt so good that I held her head tightly and kept thrusting my hips. I didn't ask her how she made money for "Shilin Wolf," lest I stir up embarrassment or her painful memories.

When Wei Tongmei sandwiched my penis between her soft, smooth breasts, squeezing and rubbing it while continuing her signature move, Xue, whose skills were slightly inferior, couldn't help but step forward to learn.

Two stunning beauties, two cute little mouths, four nimble and delicate little hands, and four breasts, either took turns teasing me or launched a dense offensive, as if they wouldn't stop until my penis submitted.

I was so excited that I completely ignored the occasional hurried footsteps, the sounds of urination, and the toilet.

Lifting their skirts, I saw their bare, white, panty-free paradise, which was incredibly alluring. My blood was boiling so much that I almost had a nosebleed. Lan Feng's pubic hair was shaved, while Tong Mei's was sparse and slightly brownish-yellow, making her quite beautiful. Even more astonishing was that their buttocks, completely exposed, were raised high before me, swaying and thrusting wantonly at my request.

Later, I didn't need to "direct" them at all; they freely unleashed their creativity and imagination. The result, of course, was that my "treasure" moved in and out of their peach blossom honeypots, lingering among the fragrant flowers, while my "bee" was laden with nectar. The "celestial music" produced by our hard work was the most melodious and pleasing to the ear.

I really have a knack for the restroom! Haha!

My "male supremacy" naturally arose without me having to consciously activate it…

Under the gaze of men and women, we walked out of the teahouse. Although we both wore glasses to cover our shame, our faces still felt hot. But the passion and excitement we had just experienced had left a happy and unforgettable mark on our lives.

After exchanging phone numbers with Wei Tong Mei, we parted ways.

Before she left, I told her I was only ten years old and had just celebrated my birthday a few days ago, which shocked her. She couldn't believe it until Lan Feng confirmed it. Her amused and slightly bewildered face remained in my mind before I lost sight of her in the bustling crowd.

It was 11:45.

"What should we do next?" Teacher Xue asked, her voice as sweet and charming as a young girl's, shaking my hand.

"How about watching a movie?" I suggested.

"Great! What do you want to see?" We had already strolled to the movie street and stopped to look around.

"I want to watch an adult film!" I was getting impatient; ever since I watched an adult film on my birthday night, I'd really wanted to try one.

"Okay!" Lan Feng blushed furiously. She really had the courage to go with me! It was like an older sister taking her younger brother, or...

Among the many adult films, I chose "The Beauty and the Beast," starring Simon Yam and Veronica Yip. When she bought the tickets and I prepared lunch for the theater, we noticed that the audience entering didn't give us any strange looks. There were quite a few women and children in the audience, and of course, couples were the most numerous; we were among them.

Completely recovered, we ate and drank hamburgers, hot dogs, sandwiches, fries, soda, and popcorn while watching Simon Yam and Veronica Yip's passionate embrace in the pool. This made me think of my fourth aunt, godmother, cousin... and the scene in the pool...

Teacher Xue, whether out of habit or not, naturally reached into my crotch and pulled out my already hard penis, stroking it.

As I closed my eyes to enjoy it, I recalled several cousins I hadn't yet slept with; their alluring bodies seemed to be right before my eyes.

Oh—so good!

I opened my eyes and saw Teacher Xue squatting between my legs, gripping my penis and sucking on it. Wow! How bold! I glanced around and saw many couples making out. The darkness didn't hinder my observation; they were all so daring! Teacher Xue wasn't even the most outrageous, because several (those I could see) were already riding on their partners, moving around and moaning. I was truly impressed! Okay! Following their example,

I didn't need to be polite anymore. I had Lan Feng sit on my lap, and we watched (but I had no interest in the movie) while secretly making our own way. My hands were gripping two bouncy steering wheels.

Suddenly, the theater lights came on!

The movie had ended, and like many other couples whose minds weren't on the plot, we didn't have time to cover up. But everyone quickly and calmly separated, got up, straightened their clothes, and left, as if nothing had happened.

Teacher Xue was particularly embarrassed, lowering her head and obediently following beside me, clutching my sleeve.

Bang!

A loud bang startled us, and we immediately ducked.

It was a gunshot behind me, followed by two more, then the sound of running footsteps. I suppressed my curiosity and didn't turn around to see what was happening.

Thud!

A sound of someone tripping and falling to the ground. A figure landed on top of someone next to me, then sprang up and ran towards the door, disappearing through the exit in seconds.

For a moment, I only saw the back of a young woman, dressed in black, with a strange perfume scent. At the same time, my hand inadvertently touched something. I

quickly realized it was a handgun, the muzzle still slightly warm. It was the female assassin's weapon, dropped on the ground after she tripped. It was right in front of me. I wanted to throw it away, but there were already my fingerprints on it. In a flash, I made a decision and secretly tucked the handgun under my armpit inside my clothes.

This was the first time I had ever touched a real gun! I had always wanted to own one like this.

I ran out of the cinema with the panicked crowd, not even having time to steal a glance at the victim, before reaching the street with Teacher Xue. People were scrambling to get out.

My unusual street date with Teacher Xue ended abruptly, partly because everyone's enthusiasm had waned due to the cinema shooting, and partly because I had a gun and it wasn't wise to linger. I needed to get home quickly, lest the area be sealed off—after all, this was a murder case with a life at stake.

I touched her a few times, then reluctantly chose to wander through the alleyways.

To appear calm, I bought a coconut sundae, carrying it tightly under my arm as I walked, pretending to savor it, though it tasted utterly bland.

I suddenly stopped, because I thought I caught a glimpse of a figure standing in an alley. Instinctively, I stepped back and turned around—it was the female assassin in black clothes, black skirt, and black gloves, standing twenty meters away, wearing sunglasses, staring at me like a ghost!

Chapter 13 ◆ A Sense of Crisis

If she rushes over to kill me, how should I draw my gun in self-defense? I've played with plenty of toy guns, but real guns…

“Whoosh—whoosh…” The police car arrived.

In that moment of surprise and distraction, I lost sight of the female assassin. What lightning-fast movements!

I didn't dare linger. I dialed Sister Pei's number and told her to come pick me up immediately.

It's 1:55 PM now.

What a thrilling day!

I carefully examined the black pistol in my hand. It looked similar to my toy gun, but much heavier. The safety was off, and there were eight bullets in the magazine, one already chambered. It's a pity it didn't have a silencer; otherwise, I really wanted to fire a few real shots out the car window (not at the crowd, of course, but at streetlights!). When I get home, I'll definitely look it up online to see what model it is.

Thinking back, the female assassin was quite young and beautiful. What a pity, such a stunning beauty committing murder. But she was still quite dashing and imposing. I wonder what her name was? Will I ever see her again?

“Young Master, that gun looks pretty real! Be careful, don’t let the police misunderstand. Why are there so many police in Ximending?” Ye Peiyao asked through the rearview mirror.

“It seems there’s been a bloody incident…” I replied evasively.

“Ah? Taipei is really not peaceful!” Pei-jie asked, “Are we going back to the villa now?”

“Yes… um… let’s go to Aunt Twelve’s place first…”

“Okay!” Pei-jie changed from a right turn to a straight line at the intersection.

I turned on the TV news channel, and immediately saw Cai Fenqin, the brightly dressed host of a program specializing in breaking news, standing in front of the blocked-off movie street, holding a microphone and reporting: “According to the police, the victim shot and killed in the Lixing Cinema was construction contractor Lin Shangyuan… According to witnesses, the murderer was a young woman dressed in black… The mysterious woman who went to see the restricted movie with the victim has disappeared…”

Then Taipei Mayor Ma Ying-jeou issued a statement saying that he would do his utmost to combat crime and bring the murderer to justice…

The report made Pei-jie sigh.

Yes! Taiwan is now a society rife with guns, with various gangs and organized crime groups emerging one after another. Robberies, murders, shootouts, kidnappings, and other such incidents are commonplace. I don't know when this phenomenon started, but I know that there was absolutely nothing this extreme during the Chiang Kai-shek and his son's rule, so this should be attributed to President Lee Teng-hui.

"Twelfth Aunt...aren't you at headquarters...then...me? I'm on my way to Dapeng Huacheng...Alright! I'll go back to the villa. What time will you be back? Tonight? Okay! Come back early, see you tonight!" After talking to Twelfth Aunt, I had no choice but to have Sister Pei turn back again.

As soon as I got back to the villa, I locked myself in my room.

First, I put on gloves and carefully unloaded the magazine and bullets from the chamber. Then, I put on gloves again and carefully wiped the gun twice, even cleaning each of the nine bullets one by one, until I was sure there were no fingerprints left before I put them away.

Then I opened all the unopened birthday presents.

It took me an hour and a half to categorize them into three main groups: First, items that are currently usable or will soon be useful, such as remote-controlled race cars, remote-controlled miniature helicopters, air pistols (given by my tenth uncle), multi-functional Swiss Army knives, compass-style lighters, the latest camera models, and the newest mobile phones; second, exquisite items with commemorative or collectible value, which are not suitable for gifting, such as gifts from my father or family members; and third, items that are not very useful, can be dispensable, and are suitable for gifting.

I called Xiaoqin and Xiaoru over and told them to throw away the wrapping materials, and to sort the second category of gifts and send them to the toy room, game room, entertainment room... The third category was all moved to an empty room, waiting for me to give them away gradually. As for the first category of items (relatively few compared to the other two categories), I handled them myself, putting them in the most suitable places for easy access, and putting a few items (survival supplies) into my backpack.

Finally, carrying the "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" secret manual and my cell phone, I went to the pool, wanting to study it more carefully!

Just as I was about to jump into the pool, my phone rang.

"Uncle Shen, hello... What's up? Oh—that matter has a result... It was... more than 1200 years ago... Oh... Are you sure? Oh—sure? Okay! Okay! Got it, that's all! Thank you, Uncle Shen... Um... Goodbye!"

Is this for real? That white tiger skin containing the "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" secret manual is more than 1200 years old? How is that possible? This is too unbelievable! I jumped into the water, full of questions.

But seeing the miraculous changes happening to me through "male supremacy and yang energy," what was 1200 years ago? But what era was 1200 years ago exactly? Let me try to figure it out.

After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't figure out if it was the Tang or Song dynasty. I'll just have to call my Chinese teacher and ask.

"Teacher Pan...you...I missed you! That's why I called, haha...What's up? Nothing much! Just calling to say hello...Are you unhappy that I called?...No! I've been thinking about you all day...haha...Seriously, I have a question for you, my darling...I want to ask: What dynasty was it 1200 years ago?...Oh—I understand, 581-618 AD was the Sui Dynasty, and 618-907 AD was the Tang Dynasty...Oh! Thank you! Thank you, teacher! Thank you, my dear teacher...hehe...Me? I'm free, are you? Haha...Or are you busy? Going to Taoyuan County on business? What business? Do you want me to come with you? No? Too bad...darling...You have guests coming? Okay then! Goodbye! *kiss* Mmm...hehe...smells so good...Okay! See you Monday!" Finally figured it out, and even had a sweet chat with Teacher Pan Yuling on the phone.

Finally, she knew which dynasty Gao Xingyu was from. I need to diligently practice the "Male Superiority Yang Gong" to see if I can eventually become omnipotent, able to ascend to heaven and descend to the earth...

But surely simplified Chinese characters didn't exist back then? Simplified characters are a recent development in mainland China, only a few decades old! That person is quite suspicious...

With these questions in mind, I don't know how long I stayed underwater, only surfacing when I felt hungry. The warm breeze felt incredibly comfortable, and my spirits were high.

My master said that practicing Qigong to a certain level allows for fasting, supposedly requiring only one peanut and a cup of water a day. But I can't bear to give up delicious food, and I still need to grow. Just thinking about steak, foie gras, lobster... makes me even hungrier. But it's only 4:26 PM, an hour before dinner!

Right, let's see if practicing Qigong can eliminate the hunger pangs. I started practicing again. But I was afraid someone would disturb me, so I went to the practice room.

Actually, even without practicing, the hunger pangs will gradually disappear if you persist for a while. But now, while silently practicing my internal energy, I'm thinking about that female assassin. Death is so close. If she still had a gun, or if the police sirens hadn't sounded for a moment, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

I should work harder on improving my self-protection skills, because Grandpa always said, "No one is lucky forever!" Plus, Taiwan

is so chaotic. If only I had an invincible shield, like the "shield" diagram in the Secret Manual, I could create a multi-functional shield that could block bullets and move freely on land and water like a skateboard, with sharp edges that could easily cut things. Should I use an alloy or a special plastic steel for this?

Yes! I'll draw it first and order it as a child's toy so it won't attract attention. My Hua Corporation has a department dedicated to materials research, as well as a factory that produces various cutting tools and drill bits.

"Little ancestor! Dinner's ready! What are you drawing?" Second Grandma appeared behind me and asked.

"I'm drawing a skateboard, Second Grandma. How about I add wheels here?" I said proudly, pointing to the computer screen.

"Hmm! Not bad, good idea. These wheels can be folded, right?"

"Yes! Grandma, your eyesight is pretty good!"

"Of course! Otherwise, how could I beat them!" Second Grandma laughed proudly.

"Grandma, how much did you win at mahjong today?"

"Hehe! Quite a lot... Come on, let's draw again after dinner!"

"Okay! Grandma."

When the family (most of the Hua family men were not home) sat together eating dinner, First Grandma asked, "Little darling, how was your shopping at the bookstore today? Why did you go to Ximending to play?"

"It was alright! Pretty good, but the shooting incident spoiled the fun..." I took the initiative to avoid them asking all sorts of questions. Then she added, "It was all because the teacher suddenly changed her mind, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to Ximending to play..."

Third Grandma sighed, "Alas—what a world! So chaotic, you still have to be careful when you go out in the future! Avoid chaotic places, and even if you do go, you must have family with you..."

"Okay!" I readily agreed. Anyway, I couldn't refuse them, and what I did was my business. Of course, I wouldn't take any risks easily; that assassin might try every means to kill me to silence me.

Then the elders gave the sisters some more instructions.

When I was satisfied with my meal, Twelfth Aunt came in from outside.

Third Grandma (Twelfth Aunt's mother) greeted, "Liling! Come and eat! Xiaotong, go and prepare..."

"No, Mom, I've already eaten!" Twelfth Aunt put down her bag, sat down next to me, looked at the delicious food on the table, and said, "Wow—it smells so good, I really want to eat some more..."

"Then eat!" First Grandma laughed.

"No! I don't want to get fat again..." Twelfth Aunt twisted her plump and charming body, making me swallow hard.

Second Grandma laughed, "Hehe! No matter how good your figure is, you can't stay single forever! Liling, I know someone..."

"Alright! I know!" Twelfth Aunt pulled me upstairs, pretending to be clueless, "I have something to say to Xiaolong, we're going upstairs first, you guys eat slowly..." and then pulled me, who was only half full, upstairs.

I hugged Twelfth Aunt's soft body tightly, burying my face in her chest and rubbing it.

"Alright, let go! I have something to say to you..." Twelfth Aunt struggled.

"What is it..." My face was already buried in her cleavage, and I had unbuttoned a few buttons on Twelfth Aunt's bra with my mouth, her sweet fragrance filling my nose.

"I want to talk about Hou Jinren from your school..."

Hou Jinren? What happened to him? Wasn't that over? Hmm... no! Someone like Twelfth Aunt wouldn't be so serious about a nobody, and in this situation... could it be...

I immediately put away my wandering thoughts and asked seriously, "What is it? What happened?" I sensed something unusual in the air.

Aunt Twelve straightened her clothes, pulled me to sit on the sofa, thought for a while, and then slowly said, "Ruilong, do you know about the Japanese Black Dragon Society?"

I shook my head; I really didn't know what the Japanese Black Dragon Society was.

"It is said that the Black Dragon Society of Japan was founded during the Ming Dynasty in China, around the time of the Tokugawa shogunate in Japan. At that time, Japanese pirates frequently raided the Chinese coast, committing atrocities such as burning, killing, and looting. Taiwan also suffered greatly. Fortunately, the famous Ming Dynasty general Qi Jiguang repelled the Japanese ronin time and time again, hindering Japan's wolfish ambitions. Therefore, the Japanese formed the Black Dragon Society, an organization with a deep-seated ambition to take over China. During the Meiji Restoration, the organization gradually developed into a huge force secretly controlled by the government, with its members including military and political figures. It played a significant role in the invasion of the three northeastern provinces of China and even the whole of China. After Japan's defeat in World War II, the organization was greatly weakened and went into hiding. Decades have passed, but the Black Dragon Society's vicious ambitions have not diminished. Its desire to destroy China remains undiminished. Now, those Japanese right-wing elements in the Black Dragon Society are starting to stir again. The group that has been repeatedly active on Diaoyu Island is an action group under the Black Dragon Society..."

"That's terrible! Bastard! Why doesn't Lee Teng-hui do anything about it?" I was instantly furious.

"Hmph! He would do anything?! That 'Shiosato Masao' who claims to have been Japanese until he was 22 is too busy fawning over the Japanese to even think about..."

"Damn it! Fuck..." Seeing that my aunt seemed to disapprove of my using profanity in front of her, she quickly stopped herself, thinking she'd give her granddaughter, Lee Jui-ting, a good beating sometime.

But what does this have to do with Hou Jinren? I asked, "Does Hou Jinren have any connection with the Black Dragon Society? How do you know so much about them?"

"Yes! Your tenth uncle secretly told me about the Black Dragon Society. Yesterday morning he faxed me photos of Black Dragon Society members who flew to Taiwan, telling me to keep an eye on their movements. So last night I had someone secretly follow them. We discovered that the people they were secretly contacting were all Japanese in Taiwan. Then we found out that the missing Hou Jinren was with the Japanese..."

"Damn it!" I finally couldn't help but swear again, angrily saying, "Looks like that bastard has hooked up with the Japanese."

My twelfth aunt snorted, "Whether he's a traitor or not is none of my business, but he's a vengeful villain. We have to be careful of him. After all, the Black Dragon Society is very powerful; if we don't handle things properly, we'll be in big trouble."

"Will the Black Dragon Society stand up for his personal grudges?"

"Silly child! The world doesn't always play by the rules. He can exaggerate, saying that our Hua family is hindering the Black Dragon Society's development in Taiwan, or even instigating them to seize our Hua family's assets..."

"What should we do then?" For the first time, I felt a little lost.

"We can only deal with it carefully. We need to let everyone in the Hua family know about the crisis as soon as possible. It would be best to hold a meeting to discuss how to prevent it."

"I'm sorry! Aunt Twelve, I've caused trouble for the Hua family!"

"It's alright! Cheer up! You're a man of the Hua family. No matter what difficulties you encounter, you should stand tall and take responsibility! Besides, we Hua family members aren't afraid of trouble. Bring it on! Hmph! If they really dare to mess with us, I'll let them know that we Hua family members are not to be trifled with!"

"Yes!" I nodded vigorously, suddenly feeling full of pride. But I really admired Aunt Twelve. She was truly remarkable. With just a few words, she had lifted my spirits. No wonder Grandpa entrusted her with the heavy responsibility of the Hua family.

After this conversation, my opinion of the Japanese had completely changed.

"Twelfth Aunt, should we be wary of Aunt Shengzi?"

Twelfth Aunt pondered for a moment, then said, "Shengzi should be fine, otherwise your Tenth Uncle in Japan would be in trouble. But it's always good to be cautious, so it wouldn't hurt to be on guard against her!"

"Shouldn't we inform Dad and Uncle about this as soon as possible?"

"I know! But it's not convenient to say it over the phone. I'll go find my eldest brother and the others right away." Twelfth Aunt stood up and was about to leave.

I really didn't want her to leave, because my lust was starting to get out of control, but life was at stake, and business was important, so I had to let her go. Before Aunt Twelve left, I said tenderly, "Liling, be careful. You're the backbone of our family..."

Aunt Twelve smiled charmingly and said, "You are the backbone of the Hua family."

"What about tomorrow's matter..."

"Proceed as planned! I'll arrange everything. I think if they really wanted to make a move, they wouldn't be able to do it so quickly!"

"Okay! Liling, I've designed some things on the computer. I'll send them to your computer when I'm done. Can you print them out for me?"

"Yes, ma'am!" Aunt Twelve gave a playful salute and left, closing the door behind her, making me even more itchy.

After Aunt Twelve left for a while, I realized I forgot to tell her about today's events and the pistol. Now I quickly learned some life-saving techniques from the secret manual hidden in the interlayer, to see if the "Male Supremacy Yang Technique" was as powerful and all-powerful as Gao Xingyu boasted.

Twenty-five secret diagrams appeared before me.

Among them, Gao Xingyu boasted fifteen of the most powerful killing moves: "Fist," "Palm," "Finger," "Leg," "Sword," "Spear," "Staff," "Whip," "Shield," "Hidden Weapon," "Flame," "Ice," "Whirling Explosion," "Soul-Stealing," and "Decomposition and Annihilation." Each move is divided into three stages: beginner, intermediate, and advanced. For example, the beginner stages of "Fist," "Palm," "Finger," "Leg," "Sword," "Spear," "Staff," "Shield," and "Hidden Weapon" emphasize lightness, speed, and accuracy, delivering the simplest and most direct blows to vital points. It is essential to study the "Detailed Explanation of the Male Body" and "Detailed Explanation of the Female Body" carefully, ensuring the power is just right without unnecessary flourishes. In the intermediate stage, with considerable internal energy assistance, one can engage in direct, head-on attacks, with unstoppable power. In the advanced stage, one can destroy everything at will. "Flame," "Ice," "Whirling Explosion," and "Decomposition and Annihilation" are like demons... The various killing techniques require intermediate or higher levels of skill, so I don't need to study them at all right now. "Soul-Stealing and Spirit-Capturing" is a mental power, equivalent to high-intensity hypnosis, capable of making someone do things they wouldn't rationally do; I can't learn it at the moment.

However, the ten auxiliary techniques—"Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation," "Detailed Explanation of Brain Domain," "Detailed Explanation of Male Body," "Detailed Explanation of Female Body," "Acupressure Techniques," "Lightness Skill," "(Qi) Control of Objects," "Mind Control of Objects," "Appearance Transformation," and "Suppressing Emotions and Desires"—are very helpful in improving internal strength, understanding oneself, and thus evolving to a higher realm (if he's not exaggerating). For example, "Meridian Circulation..." The "Detailed Explanation" is a refined method of internal energy cultivation, containing as many as twelve types, six of which are fundamentally unthinkable. The "Detailed Explanation of the Male Body," "Detailed Explanation of the Female Body," and "Detailed Explanation of the Brain Region" are keys to understanding the mysteries of oneself and one's enemy. They are extremely helpful in improving and transforming oneself and in defeating the enemy, as they contain four more meridians and twenty-seven more acupoints than currently known. The "Detailed Explanation of the Brain Region" clearly explains the functions of each area of the brain and the extraordinary abilities that can be developed. "Acupressure" is an art that utilizes finger techniques and internal energy to their extreme, building upon the "Detailed Explanation of the Male Body" and "Detailed Explanation of the Female Body." Upon reaching an advanced level, techniques like "breath-based acupressure," "qi-based acupressure sealing," and "mind-based acupressure" become easily achievable; "lightness skill" allows one to realize the dream of having wings, and at advanced levels, one can completely defy gravity; however, both "using qi to control objects" and "using mind to control objects" are merely excuses and means to become lazy; "appearance alteration" is a tool for enriching one's life; "aphrodisiac" is the driving force for satisfying lustful desires, and when combined with "soul-stealing and spirit-capturing," the world is yours.

Wow! This Gao Xingyu is either insane or a monster.

Although it seems increasingly bizarre, I prefer to believe it's real. As the Buddha said, "If you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't." And I have a premonition that all of these will truly come true for me.

I carefully read the contents of "Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation," "Detailed Explanation of Brain Domain," "Detailed Explanation of Male Body," and "Detailed Explanation of Female Body," while silently practicing according to the rules, experiencing the basic essence of "fist," "palm," "finger," "leg," "sword," "gun," "staff," "whip," "shield," and "hidden weapon" in a martial arts style...

My past martial arts training and this morning's inspiration greatly helped me at this moment. Although there was a lot of content and explanation, for some reason, I found it particularly smooth and engaging to learn. My interest and enthusiasm were also exceptionally high. Only when I fully concentrated and fluently rehearsed the basic essence of these killing moves in my mind did I marvel at its profoundness and truly admire the author of "Male Superiority Yang Gong" for his genuine talent. His boasts were not mere empty talk.

Fists, palms, fingers, legs, swords, spears, staffs, whips, shields, and hidden weapons—these ancient fighting techniques seem outdated now, far less powerful than guns, cannons, and laser weapons. However, after reading the explanations of the advanced stages, I understand that sword energy, blade edge, fist force, palm wind, spear screen, staff mountain, whip net, etc., are not obsolete. Especially the most powerful killing move, "Decomposition Annihilation," has a power that only a god possesses! It's like the "power of the collision between matter and antimatter" that modern physicists are theoretically researching.

I believe that I can now surpass myself a hundred mornings ago, thanks to the changes brought about by just a few hours of study. But I know I've only digested less than one-thousandth of what I've learned, meaning there's still a huge amount of room for improvement and learning ahead.

It's already 10:32 PM, meaning I've been practicing for over three hours.

Then I spent another 10 minutes drawing the monster shield and sending it to Aunt Twelve's email.

"Ah—" A scream came from downstairs on the third floor, sounding like Sister Yuzhi's voice, because her voice is particularly clear, sweet, and distinctive.

Chapter 14 ◆ Picking Flowers and Gathering

Honey Sister Yuzhi is back? She must be watching a horror movie again!

Good! Let me pick this flower for her first, lest she get tainted by the complicated entertainment industry and I regret it. As the saying goes, don't let the good stuff go to outsiders.

However, the soundproofing in Sister Yuzhi's room is the same as the other rooms, so it shouldn't be that loud! Could it be that my hearing has greatly improved?

Hmm! It seems so. I can hear faint humming and chirping coming from Xiaoqin and Xiaoru's closed doors. Ha! So that's what they were doing...

"Sister Yuzhi! Why did you take so long to open the door?" I complained, "Did you make me knock for so long?"

"Sorry! *kiss*" Sister Yuzhi, dressed in fashionable and bright lingerie, leaned down and kissed my cheek, smiling sweetly, "I'm watching a horror movie, it's so scary—" The intoxicating fragrance made my heart race.

"What movie?" I walked past Sister Yuzhi, taking the opportunity to pinch her breasts a couple of times, just about to tease her when I exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Jindi, Sister Pandi, you're here too?!" It turned out that Jindi, Pandi, Yindi, Laidi, and Aidi were all here, huddled together, watching the DVD with a mixture of fear and apprehension, and they were all wearing barely visible lingerie, which was absolutely mesmerizing.

Sister Yuzhi twisted shyly a few times, closed the door, and said coquettishly, "You're so naughty... It's 'Tonight the Gates of Hell'!"

Girls are really something, they're afraid of watching horror movies but also love them, I really don't understand them.

"Ruilong, you're here too?" Sister Jindi greeted.

"Ruilong, move aside! Don't block the screen, it's tense and exciting right now!" Sister Laidi said coquettishly.

"Oh! Sorry!" I took the opportunity to pounce on them, lay down on their laps, how could I miss such a good opportunity to get close and sensual, let me kill six birds with one stone! They were all in the prime of their youth, who knows which of them were still virgins.

"Is it good?" I was thinking about how to recommend the DVD in my pocket to them.

"It's okay! Not exciting at all!" Sister Aidi said crisply.

I pretended to watch for a while, then scoffed, "Not good! It's not as good as my movie!" I took out the DVD from my pocket and waved it in front of them. Indeed, that was true. "Tonight the Gates of Hell Open" was nothing more than the same old story of all sorts of ghosts emerging from the underworld to scare and harm people—nothing creative, and not particularly scary.

"What is it?" Sister Yindi snatched the disc to look.

"Human-Ghost Romance!" I said smugly, convinced they'd never seen it before, let alone porn.

"Ah! It's porn!" Sister Jindi was a little embarrassed after seeing the erotic cover on the disc. Sister Laidi, however, curiously leaned closer to examine it.

"Ruilong is so mean! Showing us this kind of thing..." Sister Yindi scolded.

"It's okay to look!" Sister Laidi chimed in, seemingly quite curious.

"Do we want to watch this or not?" I pretended to be angry.

"Watch! Watch! Who dares to disrespect Ruilong!" Sister Pandi said, acting as peacemaker, "We'll watch it after we finish this one; it's almost over."

I smiled and said, "It seems like I'm forcing you to watch this. I kindly brought the film..."

Sister Yuzhi, standing behind the sofa, interrupted me, "Alright! We appreciate your kindness!" Then she changed the subject, "By the way! I'm going to the National Palace Museum tomorrow at noon to film an MTV scene. Are you guys coming to support me and give me courage?"

"I'm busy tomorrow!" Sister Jindi was the first to raise her hand.

"I need to buy books tomorrow, and..." Sister Pandi hesitated.

"I'm free tomorrow, but Grandma and Auntie want me to take my younger sister and the others to visit the botanical garden! I'm sorry..." Sister Aidi said.

"I can go, but you have to provide meals!" Sister Laidi looked very cute.

Sister Yindi said, "I don't know if I'll be free tomorrow. My classmates have made plans to go shopping. Hmm... Oh right! I can take them to see you filming your MTV. They're your fans too. I promise they'll all come to support you, haha! I'm just afraid the National Palace Museum will be packed with people..."

All the sisters looked at me.

I chuckled and said, "I have things to do tomorrow too..." Indeed, tomorrow I need to select job applicants, purchase some necessary items, and... right! I have to consider the safety of the Black Dragon Society that Aunt Twelve mentioned! Should I tell them? Well... never mind, I'll wait until the elders have discussed it before telling them. I'll keep it from them for now, so they don't worry. Should I suggest to Aunt Twelve that we hire some bodyguards? Seeing their strange looks, I smiled ingratiatingly and said, "I might be free! If not, I can have my classmates come to support you. I'm afraid you'll get tired of signing autographs..." I should still check on Sister Yuzhi's development, see if she's being bullied (actually, I'm the one who bullies her the most, hehe!), and see if it's necessary to suggest that Aunt Twelve's Hua family business should also expand into the entertainment industry.

"Heh, thank you! It's a deal! I'll be a dog if I don't come! Haha..." Sister Yuzhi smiled sweetly and happily. She really knows how to seize an opportunity and play dumb.

Girls are really strange! Even playing a fake ghost could terrify them like this. They were all so scared that they were either huddled together or gripping my hands tightly. If it weren't for my recent rapid improvement in physical strength, I would have been in excruciating pain; they were really holding on tight. But now I was taking advantage of them, inhaling their youthful scent while groping and groping them.

Actually, I didn't feel embarrassed doing this when we were alone, but with so many people around, and me daring to openly grope them, how could they not feel ashamed? It was like when I was taking a shower on my birthday a couple of days ago; Sister Yuzhi was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear. Fortunately, their minds were completely focused on the bloody and terrifying scene, and they looked both scared and adorable, which made my heart itch and my hands wander...

By the end of the play, everyone except Yuzhi, who was standing behind the sofa, was blushing.

"Sister Yuzhi, go change the film!" I instructed Sister Yuzhi, since I was busy and couldn't leave.

Sister Yuzhi stepped forward to change her underwear, but judging from her bent-over posture and pert buttocks, a large expanse of snow-white skin was revealed from her bra. Her figure was so perfect! So alluring!

I felt my "treasure" rising, as if it wanted to see more. But I didn't want to uncover the mystery so soon; that would be too boring. I lay on my side, trying to hide my embarrassing state.

I watched "Ghostly Romance" last night. It tells the story of a male protagonist who, with the help of his deceased ghost girlfriend, overcomes various hardships and ultimately achieves success in his career, gaining both wealth and love—a happy ending. The story isn't particularly original, and the production is rough, but it's interspersed with numerous steamy sex scenes and flirtatious moments, quite varied, bold, and creative. For example, there's a scene where the male protagonist, riding a bus, has sex with a "female ghost" who's "pretending" not to be seen, right in front of so many people, moaning and groaning. Meanwhile, the "unseen and unheard" extras calmly play various passenger roles, including pretty "girls" in school uniforms and "children" being held by their "mothers" and playing with toys. The bus passes through a bustling city, and the female ghost's outstanding figure, her snow-white skin gleaming in the sunlight, her bold and lewd behavior, and her dedicated performance all left a very deep impression on me. The director's handling of the male protagonist's awkwardness and embarrassment—wanting to give up his seat to a woman holding a child but being pinned down by a bold, wanton, and insatiable female ghost; the thrill of a man's illicit affair, coupled with the tension of his restlessness; and the atmosphere of the situation (due to the various stares he receives for not giving up his seat, and the presence of an inappropriate actress)—was particularly brilliant and masterful, truly breathtaking. The final scene—the now-successful protagonist standing in a luxury convertible speeding along a coastal highway, naked from the waist down, engaging in passionate lovemaking with the naked "female ghost," while a beautiful woman—his new girlfriend—is also naked, half-squatting and passionately kissing her boyfriend's buttocks, with a beautiful female driver in the front seat…all of this resonated deeply with me. Therefore, overall, this DVD is a highly watchable and collectible film.

Letting them watch this kind of film is like trying to teach them to be "bad," haha! That's exactly what I'm thinking! Women in heat are most alluring, especially innocent young girls experiencing their first love—they portray these best and most brilliantly. Sister Yindi, Sister Yuzhi, and Sister Aidi are all 18 years old, Sister Jindi is 17, Sister Laidi is 16, and Sister Pandi is only 15!

However, I'm still a little nervous. Are they really as they say, having never been in love or had any contact with boys? I'll have to test them first.

"Hmm...hmm...ahh..." The male protagonist in the scene is riding on top of the female ghost, thrusting wildly with his legs spread apart. All sorts of appropriate and inappropriate sounds fill the room (if Sister Yindi hadn't lowered the volume, it might have attracted some uninvited audience). It's attracting and arousing the restless hearts of the sisters, making them unsure of what to do with their hands, yet their expressions remain very calm.

But when the story reached the point where the male protagonist and the female ghost were frantically having sex in broad daylight on the bus, in full view of everyone, the women all squeezed their legs together, their pretty faces flushed red, some breathing rapidly, others holding their breath

, their eyes glued to the screen without blinking. It seemed I had made the right choice; the effect was excellent, just waiting for my moment to strike. Of course, I wouldn't hold back, time was limited, after all. As I was applying my magic touch to them, a thought suddenly occurred to me: what kind of effects and unexpected benefits would there be if I mastered the "aphrodisiac" technique within "Male Supremacy Yang Gong"?

The person who designed this thin, revealing underwear must be a man; he truly understands how to consider men's convenience and visual enjoyment, while on the other hand, he euphemistically calls it a full interpretation of fashion concepts to showcase women's beauty (in fact, women are also quite sensible, knowing how to tacitly cater to men's psychology and tastes; otherwise, who would cherish and protect even the most beautiful flower?). Now, my lustful hands linger among the various breasts, wishing I had more hands to capture them all.

It seems my aunt once whispered something like, "A man's desires are never satisfied!" She must have been referring to my father. My understanding of that is: So what! Never satisfied? What's the point of being satisfied? If people were easily satisfied, would the world have developed so rapidly? (Although unrestrained rapid development might lead to destruction or regression, I also believe we should forge ahead, because stagnation or regression is an eternal, unchanging truth of the universe that requires no thought.) Therefore, I will not suppress myself. Whatever ideals or desires I have, I will boldly pursue them. Otherwise, how can the conduct of Zhuangzi and Confucius withstand the deeply aggressive wolfish ambitions of the Japanese devils? Therefore, I believe that

to deal with the devil of wolfish ambition, we must use ten times, a hundred times, the methods and power of a demon king to completely eradicate it.

"Oh...gently! Ah...ya...ah..." The six sisters couldn't resist my relentless teasing and let out soft moans and cries.

I was afraid that any of them would feel embarrassed or afraid, so I always treated them fairly, taking turns to pamper and tease them one by one.

Five of the six of them had no hair in their vaginas, all thanks to their mothers, Pei-ling, Xin-mei, and Hui-zhen, who were all bald.

As the adult film unfolded and my lust intensified, their underwear gradually disappeared until they were completely exposed, revealing their breathtaking curves and smooth genitals. I no longer cared about hiding anything and pulled my pants down sharply, instantly drawing all their attention to my amazing treasure.

"This...this...you...this is yours?" The sisters were stunned for a while, and finally, Sister Yin-di broke the silence first.

Perhaps I'm used to being smug, so I struck a heroic pose, even twisting my waist to accentuate my masculinity, and laughed, "If it's not mine, then I must have stolen it. What do you think?" "

On my birthday night, you didn't have... this... so..." Even the usually quick-witted Yu Zhi stammered.

I chuckled, "So what?"

"So big... in just three days... what happened?" Yu Zhi couldn't have imagined such a miraculous change in me in just two or three days. Now, even naked in front of me, she no longer felt shy. She and the five women seemed to have forgotten their own existence, their minds filled with images of my treasure.

I moved closer to them so they could see more clearly, allowing them to touch it and feel its temperature, hardness, and length.

"Oh! So good..." So many hands touching me made me pant heavily, my whole body trembling and spasming. My body was becoming increasingly sensitive.

Unable to reach her darling, her delicate hands roamed and explored my body until my clothes and shoes were completely "forced" to leave. During my practice, I could clearly feel the continuous, soft, and tender touches on my skin, a warm and comfortable sensation like a spring breeze, as if I were in a dreamlike, unreal world.

My hands weren't idle either, retaliating for my "loss" and venting the excessive pleasure my darling had received.

From who first expressed her uncontrollable passion with her smooth, pretty face and burning lips, to the sight of my body covered in her moving, beautiful breasts and her snow-white legs entwined and rubbing against my arms and calves, I knew they were completely aroused. A woman in love is the most beautiful, and what are six aroused beauties?

They are a blessing, a blessing many men envy and dream of.

I reclaimed my darling's initiative, lest it drown in a sea of breasts and flesh, and officially and systematically began my "flower-picking and honey-gathering project"!

At my request and under my direction, the six sisters willingly and charmingly arranged themselves into a perfectly scientific and rational formation—one of the "flower seats" from my dream of the Seven Fairies. Their beauty was so captivating that even the most sensual descriptions like "in a land of fragrance," "bewitched and infatuated," "the spirit is consumed," "the soul is scattered," "forgetting all else," and "to die beneath the peony blossoms, even as a ghost, one would be romantic" wouldn't do them justice.

Perhaps what one should really do at this moment is to shut up, stop thinking, lean forward, spread legs, lower oneself, align, advance slowly, savor the moment, and then go all the way, grind, hold on, exert force, breathe, retreat, advance, advance, retreat, and advance again. If you wish and are capable, you can do a thousand or even ten thousand piston-like movements, or a blender-like motion…

To verify their authenticity, I calmly observed, considered the best angle, adjusted my breathing, and, without conscious thought, activated my "male supremacy" technique, heading towards my first "target"—Sister Yuzhi. Because she was the most beautiful, had the best figure, the most beautiful voice, the greatest fame, and was the most attractive to me, I listed her as my first target to conquer. Sister

Yuzhi, with her star-like looks and charisma, was even more captivating at this moment, completely naked, passionate, and at her mercy. Her beauty rivaled that of Riya Naruko, the most beautiful member of Japan's hottest girl group at the time. Both were 18 years old, both had long, flowing black hair, and were remarkably similar—both had charming dimples. However, Sister Yuzhi only had one, on the left, which only highlighted her unique charm. Her bright eyes, perfectly proportioned and cute nose and mouth, and alluring eyebrows, combined with her sweet and melodious voice, captivated a large number of fans. It's said that my father's employees in mainland China often asked him to get autographs and photos of Sister Yuzhi for their children and relatives. Although I feel proud and happy to have such a sister, it's not pleasant to always be called Yu Qingniao's cousin. Fortunately, I've gradually gotten used to it recently, and the way she's lying in front of me in this state, letting me take her as I please, is a kind of compensation for me.

But I still feel very lucky. Having such a cousin is a joy. Perhaps, as Wei Xiaobao said, "In my past life, I must have broken seventeen or eighteen wooden fish..."

Besides, there are five equally beautiful and charming girls around her, supporting, lifting, or carrying her, arranging her in a "grand master's chair" shape, just waiting for me to mount and pamper her.

I'm no stranger to Yu Zhi's body. Apart from her Peach Blossom Cave, which I haven't visited, her mouth, her cleavage, and her buttocks are all places I like to play with. I've never gotten tired of the games I played before, and now I'm even more enthusiastic.

I was holding my darling, wanting to savor her smooth, hairless vulva, but the sacred and beautiful opening was so alluring, so vibrant, that I couldn't resist squatting down and burying my face in it. A strange smell wafted up, a little fishy, but not unpleasant; it was slightly pungent yet fragrant. I knew it was a foreign genital wash, a mild type, unlike the strong scents my two stepmothers used. I couldn't resist sticking out my tongue and licking it; it tasted quite good. I regretted not trying it before.

Now things were in trouble. My fingers, tongue, and lips occupied Yu Zhi's vulva, making her moan incoherently, her body and hips swaying and twisting, her legs opening and closing, gripping my head, smearing my mouth and face with her juices.

Of course, I had no choice but to smear it all over her body, grasping her breasts and sucking and licking Yu Zhi's light pink nipples like a baby, while my darling aimlessly nuzzled and rubbed against me.

A pair of delicate hands guided my precious member to the entrance of her flower cave, then began to caress my testicles incessantly, her buttocks being sucked and bitten, covered in saliva.

The intense stimulation eventually caused my member, which had been lingering at the entrance, to accidentally push in. If I hadn't stopped in time, I wouldn't have known that my head was being blocked by something seemingly nothing. Based on experience and the feel of my head, I was certain that Yu Zhi was indeed a virgin. It was rare for her to remain chaste and pure after a year in the entertainment industry, and it moved me deeply. The only way I could repay her was with my tenderness and lifelong love.

Yu Zhi gripped my arm tightly, her whole body tense, her vaginal walls enveloping me tightly as well. It felt so good!

I laughed and said, "Sister Yu Zhi, don't be nervous, relax! Otherwise you won't be able to experience the pleasure and wonder. I'll be very gentle and tender..." I paced in place while playing with her nipples to distract her and ease her pain.

Encouraged by my gentle gaze and stimulated by various factors, she finally relaxed and said tenderly, "Please cherish me, Ruilong..."

I slowly advanced, and the thin membrane finally broke when it could no longer resist. Soon I was all the way in. Sister Yuzhi, aside from a slight frown, finally relaxed and gave me an unnatural smile. It was a pity I couldn't reach her lips, otherwise I would have given her a sweet, passionate kiss.

I no longer cared whether my penis was stained with her virginity.

Once the barrier was broken, everything was easy. I don't know who made the first move, but Sister Yuzhi and I engaged in a passionate battle, her thrusts and my movements. The five women watching also relaxed, watching with great interest, occasionally lending a hand, pushing, or adjusting our positions to create maximum convenience and pleasure for us.

Many hands make light work! This saying is absolutely true.

After so many times of making love, I've also summarized some experience and my preferences. I love it when the girls I sleep with are beautiful, charming, and have outstanding figures. They're bold and wanton during sex, their breasts dance, their ass sways, they moan, and ideally, they suck and bite. I love seeing my manhood and the girl's hairless bodies or mouths connected, and of course, deep penetration is even more exciting.

Sister Yuzhi is undoubtedly my and my man's favorite. Except for her breasts not being as big as Teacher Lü's or even Coach Huijun's, she's perfect in every way. Right now, her beautiful flower is being fucked so hard that it's rolled in and out, a little blood mixed with her juices moistening the pioneer, greatly satisfying my lust and my male pride. The

"Male Supremacy Yang Gong" true energy is flowing happily within me, with only a small portion invading Sister Yuzhi's body. I believe that the intense pleasure at this moment won't make her aware of it. Instead of stealing her sparse, free-flowing true energy, I helped organize and train it, circulating it through her meridians, acupoints, and organs. I wanted her to be healthier, more beautiful, more outstanding, more energetic, and happier. I think my efforts should be effective! Therefore, her chest, her nervous system, and her internal and external circulatory systems were areas I focused on. I didn't want her to have dark circles under her eyes tomorrow, looking listless during outdoor shoots and causing her popularity to plummet.

As the spring water in Sister Yuzhi's Peach Blossom Cave continued to increase, and with the tireless efforts of her precious treasure in cultivating and expanding, I no longer felt any difficulty in entering and exiting. My waist felt like it had a motor, thrusting, pumping, and vibrating rapidly, much to Sister Yuzhi's delight in showcasing her strengths, singing joyfully. Although out of tune, it was still very beautiful, aesthetically pleasing, and unique. What would her fans and audiences feel if they heard such singing?

After about three hundred thrusts, I slightly changed positions, from crouching to supporting to standing. Our formation remained largely the same, while Sister Yuzhi's only changes were from splitting to flanking to lifting. Now, with her legs on my shoulders, we were engaged in a joyful symphony that shook the earth. Only the silly Sister Pandi tried to help share the weight, unaware that I was enjoying the pleasure of love and desire.

The sight of my thick, wet penis diligently entering and exiting her bright red and beautiful flower cave not only captivated me and the five women watching, but also filled Sister Yuzhi with a mixture of love, joy, and shyness. She would sometimes look up and down, sometimes close her eyes tightly, prompting me to push our point of contact as close to her face as possible...

Splashing fluids would splatter on her face and land on her chest.

Suddenly, with a loud scream, I pushed Yu Zhi to the peak of pleasure, to sexual climax. Besides the typical reactions of most virgins—a tight embrace, overflowing vaginal fluids, and trembling body—Yu Zhi also cried; she cried tears of ecstasy. Her

tears even soaked my neck. The five women quickly surrounded me to comfort her, unaware that she was enjoying the sensation. She was only clinging to my neck because she was shy, not daring to lift her face.

"Alright, Yu Zhi, get up!" After all, there were still five beauties waiting, so I naturally wanted to make the most of the moment.

"No!" Yu Zhi hugged me even tighter, shaking her head repeatedly.

Really? You want to have me all to yourself? I was planning to kill six birds with one stone, you…wait, someone's coming. I quickly withdrew my energy and guided Yu Zhi's already "organized" true energy to her dantian. At the same time, I shook Yu Zhi and said, "Yu Zhi, get up quickly, someone's here, it seems to be Aunt Hui Zhen..."

"Hmm—" Yu Zhi shrugged and shook off my hand. She's really addicted, and she's really clingy. Or maybe she thought I was teasing her.

"Knock knock! Xiao Nong (Yu Zhi's nickname, now only her mother, Aunt Lin Huizhen, still calls her by this nickname)! What's wrong? It's very late, you have work tomorrow, don't stay up too late watching DVDs..." It was indeed Yu Zhi's mother, Aunt Lin Huizhen.

Startled, Yu Zhi immediately snapped out of her daze, flustered and somewhat at a loss. I helped her up and pointed to the door.

Yu Zhi quickly ran to the door and gently pressed the deadbolt. Then she took a few steps back and softly said in a sleepy, languid tone, "Mom! What's wrong? I'm sleepy, I want to sleep!"

What a close call! We were making love like that and forgot to lock the door. If her mother hadn't knocked but had instead turned the knob to push it open, our embarrassing situation would have been exposed. Although I wouldn't be in any serious trouble, it was a very important matter for the other women. No wonder they were all patting their chests and secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

Yu Zhi always locks the door, so her mother has gotten her into the habit of knocking. The reason Yu Zhi didn't lock the door earlier was because she thought I'd leave quickly. She didn't expect me to have ulterior motives, pull so many tricks, and make her forget she locked the door.

"Don't lie to Mom! I know you too well. You must be watching a horror movie again. Open the door and let me in..." It turned out her aunt had been drawn in by her scream.

Yu Zhi looked at me helplessly, her eyes pleading.

I made a few simple sign language gestures.

Yu Zhi immediately understood and said, "Okay! Mom, I'm watching a horror movie. It's almost over. I've managed to stay awake this long, and I'll go to sleep after it's finished. I need to return the DVD tomorrow, so please let me finish it!" This was the first time she'd told such a sophisticated lie to her family.

As for how we all know sign language, it's all because of Grandpa. Grandpa said that such a large family would never have smooth sailing. If everyone in the family possessed a special communication skill that outsiders wouldn't understand, it might come in handy someday in special circumstances (it's said that my twelfth aunt and Grandpa often used this method to exchange opinions when negotiating business deals), and could even turn danger into safety. This vigilance for preventing problems came from his military experience (it's said that during his time in the army, war required soldiers to communicate in special ways under special circumstances; this concept came from the military knowledge of the American advisors and instructors who helped Chiang Kai-shek fight the civil war. Now, many special forces around the world have their own sign language). Therefore, Grandpa required that everyone from the children who were old enough to go to school to know a modified sign language, and he strictly forbade teaching it to outsiders. The servants in the family and the children of the married daughters were considered outsiders, such as Xiaoqin, Xiaoru, and the children of my eldest and second aunts. However, they all knew the unmodified public sign language, which facilitated communication among family members. Uncle Seven, who moved to Hong Kong, and Uncle Ten, who lived in Japan, were not outsiders. The two cousins who had recently returned home after their aunt's divorce were also not outsiders.

"Alright! Go to sleep early! Women can't withstand staying up late, especially someone like you in the entertainment industry. Health, appearance, and voice are crucial to success..." Aunt Huizhen seemed unwilling to stop, continuing her insightful discussion.

But Yuzhi interrupted, "I know! Thank you for your concern, Mom!" She playfully stuck out her tongue at me, looking incredibly cute.

Yindi and the other five girls patted their chests, relieved.

"Alright then! Goodnight, my good daughters..."

"Goodnight!" Yuzhi pointed to the window; one of the four windows wasn't closed properly. My hearing wasn't as good as it seemed.

I, with my even harder member, helped them close the window (actually, I was just indulging in their fragrance and beautiful flesh, taking the opportunity to grope them), drew the thick curtains, and then moved the soon-to-be-reignited battlefield to Yuzhi's bed. Excitement and pleasure brewed in our hearts and in this atmosphere.

Now it was Yindi's turn (basically, the playful principle was from largest to smallest).

Although Yindi's appearance wasn't as striking as Yuzhi and the other five girls, she was tall and slender like her mother. At 18, she already had a model's figure, with long limbs and a long torso, even taller than her father at 179 cm. Standing next to her mother and Pandi, they looked like three sisters (although her mother's breasts were much larger than theirs, because she, like my two stepmothers, had undergone extensive breast augmentation). Unfortunately, her breasts weren't big enough, or rather, a bit flat and small, so she was usually a little self-conscious because many younger girls had bigger and fuller breasts than hers, so I rarely touched her.

Of course, her height also put pressure on me. But I wouldn't do that now. I wouldn't intentionally or unintentionally avoid her anymore, because I'm a man now. I have the ability to gradually strengthen and change myself and others, and now she only gives me a unique charm. I will grow bigger and taller, and I will definitely be taller than her. Moreover, I've become increasingly tender-hearted towards women, so how could I not give her the respect, care, and affection she deserves?

The obedient, shy, and slightly frightened Yindi lay silently on Yuzhi's bed, her eyes tightly closed, her hands covering her egg-shaped breasts, her whole body tense and trembling slightly, like a lamb to the slaughter. I knew it was time for me to show my gentleness and flirting skills.

I gently lowered my head, cupped Yindi's delicate face, and lightly kissed her thin, moist lips. Without any resistance, I slipped my tongue into her mouth, exploring its depths. This wasn't my first kiss with her; her (most of the Hua family girls') first kiss was given to me. Feeling she was more at ease, I straddled her snow-white belly, my hard penis arching and thrusting around her navel, "searching for an entrance."

"Okay, Ruilong, stop! You're making my stomach hurt so much..." Yindi finally opened her eyes, pleading with a shy smile.

The five girls immediately joined in the teasing, creating a playful commotion.

"Hehe, who told you to close your eyes and be so unenthusiastic and disrespectful..." I retorted.

"What do you want me to do..." Sister Yindi said shyly, her voice growing softer, but her body had already relaxed.

"Sister! Like Sister Yuzhi!" Sister Laidi said cheerfully, with an air of self-righteousness.

"Look! Your sister is younger than you, but she understands! You..." I quickly stepped back, grabbing Sister Yindi's legs and pushing them up, spreading them apart to accentuate her delicate features.

Unlike Sister Yuzhi's plump, white lips, Yindi's were thin. However, they shared the same white exterior and rosy interior, delicate and smooth. This beauty and feel were incomparable to the deliberate pursuit of the two stepmothers; they were as tender, cute, and incredibly alluring as the lips of a female classmate. Now, there are five such beauties in front of me, how could I not be overjoyed and full of fighting spirit!

Without saying a word, I buried my head in her, carefully parting the petals with my fingers, and then planted a kiss on her luscious flower.

Oh! What a wonderful feeling! Sister Yindi didn't have a fishy or pungent smell, but rather a baby-like scent. Plus, she used the same shower gel as Sister Yuzhi, so I really loved her scent.

I relished biting, sucking, nibbling, and licking... while her jade hands also rushed to grope me...

Instantly, the room was filled with the scent of spring.

"Please... hurry... hurry..." Sister Yindi, unable to withstand my darling's deliberate teasing, began to plead.

Because I really wanted to see Sister Yindi, and even all of them, beg for my attention, I deliberately rubbed the head of my penis against her vulva repeatedly, but I wouldn't penetrate her. Even Sister Laidi, who was watching anxiously and wanted to help, tried to push my hips to satisfy Sister Yindi's needs, but I gently shifted my position and she failed. I asked with a triumphant smile, "Sister Yindi, what do you want?"

Hearing this, even the dumbest person would understand what I meant. When Sister Yindi stammered and couldn't make a sound, the five girls patted and pinched me, laughing, "You little devil, Ruilong! You're so naughty, bullying Sister Yindi... You're so clever for your age... Yes! He's so bad... Let's deal with him together..."

"Oh? Against me? Who said that? Just wait till I fuck you to pieces!" I pretended not to hear who said the last sentence, straightened up, and pretended to look for the "culprit who spoke out of turn." My lecherous eyes swept over the five women, immediately "frightening" them into silence, all of them looking "innocent" and charming. I immediately started laughing, which immediately aroused "public wrath," and I suffered a gentle punch.

"I can't defy public wrath," so I could only vent my "anger" on Sister Yindi, teasing and provoking her even more. In addition to my baby's hard work, I also pulled the long hair of Sister Laidi, who was making a lot of noise, and used the hair to brush and stimulate her sister's delicate and very sensitive vaginal flesh.

"Ah! No! Please, no! Stop! Hurry up and put your big brother in! Ah..." The intense stimulation made Yindi "feel like she was dying of pleasure," panting heavily, her whole body trembling and twisting uncontrollably.

"Hehe!" I'll let her off the hook this time. Now I'm going to take Sister Yindi into a world of ultimate bliss to compensate her for the "hardship" of "taking someone else's place." I straightened my back slightly, and my "treasure

" easily penetrated two-tenths into her blossoming flower-like opening, immediately touching the hymen as delicate as Sister Yuzhi's. I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride; I was becoming more and more experienced, my "stick" technique was becoming more and more refined, I knew where a girl's hymen was, and how to control my strength so as not to make the mistake of Pigsy eating ginseng fruit, so I could savor the pleasure of deflowering her. Undoubtedly, Sister Yindi was also a virgin.

However, using the same force as on Sister Yuzhi, I couldn't break Sister Yindi's hymen, which surprised me greatly. It seems her hymen is thicker and more resilient, the rare thing Coach Huijun mentioned. Our Hua family truly has hidden dragons and phoenixes! And I am that dragon!

No matter how difficult, I must move forward! Otherwise, how could I bring joy to both myself and others?

"Oh—" Sister Yindi's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she twisted and tugged, her jade buttocks shaking violently. My force hurt her.

"Sister Yindi! Hang in there, it'll be over soon!" I wouldn't give up halfway; a short pain is better than a long one, otherwise how would she endure the immense pain of childbirth in the future? Without waiting for her approval, I continued on my way, pushing forward forcefully.

"Ah—" Sister Yindi screamed, her voice no less than Sister Yuzhi's. Because my buddy had lost control after her hymen was broken and plunged straight in, it

went all the way in, causing Sister Yindi to suffer double the pain. I didn't care if anyone heard, and said, "I'm sorry!" tenderly lowering her legs, I reached out to wipe away her tears, gently stroking her cheek to give her as much comfort as possible. But my buddy remained motionless at the deepest point.

Except for Sister Lai Di, whose face turned pale with fright, the five girls, including Sister Yu Zhi, quickly helped comfort Sister Yin Di. Whether it was due to the strength of numbers or the comforting presence of her loved ones, Sister Yin Di gradually calmed down.

Unexpectedly, Sister Lai Di, oblivious to the situation, said, "No more, I don't want to play anymore..."

I was furious! This was practically "stirring up trouble," "undermining morale," and trying to desert! How could I let her get away with it?

However, of course, I wouldn't be foolish enough to be harsh. Even with my authority, it wasn't appropriate to ruin the atmosphere or do something drastic. I innocently said, "Don't be afraid, Sister Lai Di. The reason your sister was in so much pain is because her hymen was exceptionally thick. This condition is extremely rare, occurring in only one in tens of thousands of people. You wouldn't be like that either..."

"How do you know I'm not?" Sister Lai Di shouted.

I smiled and said, "Do you hope you are? Or not?"

Sister Lai Di's lips moved a few times, but she didn't say anything.

I pressed my advantage, saying, "Look at Sister Yindi, she's alright now, isn't she?!" I looked at Sister Yindi and asked, "Sister Yindi, does it still hurt?"

"Much better, but it really hurt a lot just now..." Sister Yindi managed a weak smile.

"I don't want to be in pain like you, sister!" Sister Laidi stubbornly retorted.

"Fine then!" I said, a little annoyed, "Anyway, you'll get married and have children eventually, you'll have to go through this too, and childbirth is even more painful than this!"

"Ah—waaaah..." Sister Laidi was actually frightened into tears by my words.

"Brother Long! Why are you scaring Lai Di for no reason?" Sister Ai Di scolded, while comforting Lai Di, "Don't listen to him! Lai Di, every woman has to go through this. Actually, doing this kind of thing is more enjoyable than anything else. If you don't believe me, ask Sister Yu Zhi and your sister."

"Yes! Lai Di, doing this is very comfortable and enjoyable. Look how comfortable and happy I was just now!" Yu Zhi glanced at me charmingly, then said, "The pain is only temporary, really! That kind of pleasure and comfort is worth trying. If you are afraid and dare not, you will definitely regret it later."

Her sister Yin Di also advised, "Yes! Sister Yu Zhi is not lying to you. Think about it, throughout history, how many loving couples and lovers have been willing to pay the price of everything, even their lives, for love and to be together? Is it only because of love, and nothing else?" After saying that, she even moved her hips actively, while showing a happy smile on her face.

I truly admire Sister Yindi's "reasoning" and her courageous act of forcing a smile to alleviate her sister's fear of sex.

Of course, I couldn't be outdone, so I secretly channeled my "male supremacy" energy into my penis, slightly narrowing its opening. My true energy flowed and vibrated through my penis into Sister Yindi, like a magical massager, maximally relieving the pain in her nerves. Then, I gradually expanded the scope and area, just like with Yuzhi, first conducting a large-scale "comforting" operation on her entire body's meridians, acupoints, blood vessels, nerves, and delicate areas.

The effect was obvious; I could clearly and easily feel her transformation from a forced smile to a genuine, joyful enjoyment of sex, naturally revealing a pure, comfortable, happy, passionate, and sweet smile. Yindi's legs were tightly wrapped around my buttocks, as if afraid I would escape. She not only eagerly welcomed my wanton advances but also constantly teased and manipulated my manhood, as if she wouldn't stop until she had completely consumed it. Her behavior was like a prostitute's utterly lewd performance in an adult film, leaving me and the other five women in disbelief at how the pure and lovely Yindi could behave so differently. Laidi was even more stunned; she probably thought this wasn't the sister she knew at all!

Haha! While secretly pleased with myself, I also pondered how I had elicited such an extraordinary reaction from her.

Could it be the "aphrodisiac" effect of "male supremacy yang energy"? Had I unknowingly applied a little to her, producing such a powerful effect?

I quickly restored the diameter of my manhood while intensifying my thrusting.

Her vaginal fluids had already diluted the more virgin blood than Yuzhi had. Through the examination of my true energy, the wound inside her flower-like opening had already healed. However, a large amount of vaginal fluid soaked a large area of the bed sheet, making it hard to believe that the liquid came from the serene, elegant, pure, and beautiful Yindi.

While Yindi and I were demonstrating the various tricks of love and romance to the other women, I proudly showed off to Yindi the true meaning of love's madness and pleasure.

But just as we changed to the fourth position and after less than nine hundred thrusts, Yindi cried out in pleasure, then, with a satisfied smile, lay on the bed with her snow-white buttocks raised, having been penetrated, and fainted from pleasure.

The five women were extremely nervous.

Having experience with this before, I calmly said, "It's alright! She fainted from pleasure, don't disturb her! Let her sleep well, but we need to clean her up so she doesn't catch a cold (because Yuzhi's room is very cold with the air conditioning on)!" At the same time, I withdrew my penis, making way for the five women to clean her up.

To be honest, I only absorbed a pitifully small amount of her true energy, but it wouldn't have much effect on her anyway. I'll just let her sleep a little longer tomorrow morning; she's young, and her strength will recover quickly. Besides, I cleansed and transformed her body like I did Yu Zhi, so I believe her health and energy will definitely be better than before, especially her breasts, which I took extra care of. If I perform this process five or six more times over another two weeks, her breasts might see a noticeable change. She'll be thanking me profusely then! I hope I succeed.

Also, I deliberately reduced the size of my penis for my next target, Lai Di. I want to readjust their order, from youngest to oldest. This idea to temporarily change the rules came from my discovery that it's very uncomfortable for an erect penis to shrink, while it's much easier to accept when it grows larger.

When I announced my idea and my next target, Lai Di was immediately stunned. She clearly knew I was "settling a personal score" with her.

But when I told them about my ability to stretch and contract freely and demonstrated it on the spot, I dispelled Lai Di's doubts and "prejudice" against me, and she accepted my challenge. Of course, when the women expressed their amazement, interest, and curiosity about my special ability, they asked a lot of questions, which I easily brushed aside.

Although Lai Di was two years younger than her older sister, she seemed to have more athletic ability than her sister, so she was only one size shorter. Her breasts were about the size of fried eggs, and her vulva was just as beautiful.

I used all the techniques I had used on her older sister on her.

When I broke her hymen, I had already used my "male supremacy" on her entire body. Perhaps because the preparation was thorough, she didn't feel much pain when I penetrated her all the way in.

Strangely, Lai Di wondered if she had made a mistake (thinking she wasn't a virgin), and hurriedly pulled out my "treasure" to look at it. When she saw that there was much more virgin blood than the previous two women, she almost fainted from fright.

Lai Di, with her incredibly flexible body, could perform many difficult positions with me. Sometimes we'd take turns inserting into each other like twin blossoms, sometimes she'd sit on a lotus and take the initiative, sometimes she'd stand on one leg while I, like a monkey, climb a tree (this move was the funniest and most difficult, but thankfully there were four girls helping out)... In short, our passionate battle reminded me of my entanglement with Coach Hui Jun. I withdrew all my inner energy, not wanting my unintentional "aphrodisiac" to cause her premature defeat. To me, she's a highly malleable beauty; with proper training, she'll definitely be a formidable opponent in the future.

Also, hers is deeper than Yu Zhi and Yin Di's, and it even seems to wriggle a bit—it's truly amazing.

However, our different positions meant I needed to consider the bigger picture; there were still three more to go, so I had to hurry!

So, after a barrage of intense attacks, Lai Di finally surrendered.

I had a new idea, because I felt that going one at a time was too slow, and the excitement and satisfaction couldn't compare to three people at once.

Haha! They always respond positively to my ideas, whether right or wrong, so my idea received unanimous approval from Sister Aidi, Sister Jindi, and Sister Pandi. Apparently, they'd been watching for a while and couldn't wait any longer; their juices were already flowing.

Since we had a common language, things became much easier.

I arranged the three women in a row, kneeling and prone with their buttocks raised, all facing me with their large, open vulvas. At my request, they swayed and twisted incessantly, showing me their advantages. If I added tails, it would be like they were wagging their tails to beg for pleasure! Haha!

I reviewed them like a general, touching their buttocks and examining their genitals.

Sister Aidi had hair, but it was fairly regular, growing in her triangle area, thick and particularly large, making her very appetizing; while Sister Jindi and Sister Pandi were sisters born of the same mother, both very similar and beautiful without hair. This immediately made me raise my spear!

I started with the petite Pandi, quickly penetrating her all the way in. Although it caused her some pain, the subsequent pleasure quickly emboldened her, and she eagerly returned my thrusts.

When she reached her climax, I withdrew and thrust into her sister Jindi, then used my right finger to fill her emptiness.

The blood on my penis and middle finger proved that both sisters were virgins, though their penetrations were shallower, exposing a large portion of my penis. Meanwhile, my left hand lingered at the entrance of Aidi's vagina, making her flower-like opening seem to bite my finger, repeatedly following and attacking.

After a hundred thrusts into Jindi, I finally entered Aidi, and Aidi's virginity did not disappoint. Of course, I wouldn't let Jindi waste her time either.

What pleased me most was standing before them, my "baby" receiving a warm welcome and caress from their three mouths and six hands, never idle for a moment as it took turns entering and exiting their little mouths. Most amazingly, my "baby" simultaneously endured the assault of three pretty faces and the baptism of three nimble tongues, bringing me so much pleasure I almost ejaculated.

Then I ran behind them and fucked them.

And so, I busied myself back and forth, like a diligent worker bee flitting among flowers collecting nectar, arousing Sister Yuzhi's desire again, prompting her to rejoin the battle, side-by-side, pushing the game of love to its climax.

The games the four of us played were numerous and exciting, the joy and passion constantly escalating.

We explored every method imaginable and achievable, only lacking the final two rows and fourteen moves of the "Male Superiority Yang Gong" erotic face.

In the end, Yu Zhi was the first to stay, because I liked her the most and frequented her the most. Pan Di was second, and Jin Di was third. Then, satisfied, I ejaculated a little bit of my essence into Ai Di's vagina.

Extreme pleasure was followed by extreme exhaustion. Some of the five women didn't even have time to clean themselves before sweetly falling asleep, following Yin Di.

I, who had exhausted the most, was surprisingly energetic. I lay beside them for a while, then covered them with light blankets, took out some porn, and went to the door. It was 12:35 AM, May 12th. There was still a lot to do today.

My only worry was that these newly deflowered virgins, having just experienced such a frenzied and intense ordeal, might find it inconvenient for them tomorrow.

Unable to calm down from the extreme joy and passion, I couldn't fall asleep. After playing a few rounds, I left my two stepmothers, who had fallen asleep in my bed (they were probably used to sleeping with me), and went to the rooftop as usual, listening to the cicadas and frogs in the night breeze.

Silently practicing the "Male Superiority Yang Gong" meditation, I discovered that my internal energy had improved again. The "Male Superiority Yang Gong" is truly incredible!

My thoughts and senses expanded freely, without boundaries.

It felt as if my soul had left my body, but I knew I hadn't reached that level yet; it was just an illusion.

However, the various sounds around me seemed amplified: the maids chatting, snoring, muttering in their sleep, the ticking of the clock…

"Pong!" "Hu! Hehehe…" The loudest sound coming from the annex was the clatter of mahjong tiles.

Judging from the voices, it was Aunt Peiling (mother of Eleventh Aunt Hua Xueling), Aunt Xinmei (mother of Yindi and Laidi), and Aunt Huizhen (mother of Yuzhi), all chatting and playing mahjong. What a coincidence! I just finished playing with their five daughters…

The mahjong room in the annex is mostly used by the aunties, while the mahjong room in the main building is usually the grandmothers' domain.

“…”

“Yes! How can this family be like this? The men are never home, always out having fun, leaving us all alone. It's outrageous…” came Aunt Huizhen's complaint. She had just told her daughters to go to sleep, but then she went to play mahjong herself. Wasn't she afraid of losing sleep and ruining her looks?

“Yes! Now, only one man in the entire Hua family, Ruilong, is at home…” sighed Aunt Peiling.

“I hope Ruilong won't be as promiscuous as their uncles when he grows up…” came Aunt Xinmei's voice.

"Hehe! I think the student has surpassed the master. Didn't you see how young Ruilong can already lift up girls' skirts... *thump*!" Aunt Huizhen said.

"God of Gamblers, please let me win!" Aunt Peiling said.

"I think you're just masturbating... hehe..." Aunt Xinmei teased.

"You're the one masturbating! What do you keep in your bedside table? Do you think I don't know... haha... no! ah..." Aunt Peiling and Aunt Xinmei played around together.

What followed were some bawdy jokes and complaints between the women, mostly about their husbands. Aunt Eleven rarely commented, seemingly having lost interest in men.

At this moment, I finally understood how the loneliness and resentment beneath their fine clothes, food, and wealth accompanied them through these wild years. The men of the Hua family had wronged them. Fortunately, my mother didn't jump into this fire pit, otherwise, even the most beautiful and charming woman couldn't withstand the torment of loneliness.

Mom! How are you and my sister doing?

My mood darkened, and I started drinking heavily, downing the last bit of "Three-Whip Tonic Wine."

The alcohol was potent; hiccuping, I inexplicably found myself in front of the room where my aunts were playing mahjong.

Oh—I hiccuped again, pushing open the unlocked door.

"Ruilong! What are you doing here? Still up so late?" the person inside exclaimed in surprise.

"Still drinking..."

"..."

My eleventh aunt and several other aunts surrounded me, offering kind words of admonishment.

Through my hazy, drunken eyes, I scanned each of these graceful, mature women, their beauty undiminished. In my eyes, they were even more beautiful and alluring than usual. These women had all slept alone with me before, when I was too young to understand, but the memories of them being caressed by me were still vivid.

They were thirsty, and today I was old enough, capable enough, to repay my uncles' debts and properly comfort them, to bring them happiness! And they had the right to happiness.

I'm here! Hehehe…

I chuckled lewdly, my hands groping each of their large, full breasts. So soft, so big, and so bouncy! Really nice! I like it!

"What are you doing?" Aunt Huizhen cried out, pushing me away, but her voice wasn't loud enough to carry far.

"You… don't… don't do this… ah…" Aunt Xinmei also pretended to resist.

"Ruilong! Don't do this! You're drunk…" Aunt Shiyi grumbled.

"No—Xiaolong, we're your aunts… oh…" Aunt Peiling also resisted, but I could clearly sense that she wasn't truly rejecting me.

My head was a little dizzy, but my desire was very clear and very strong. I needed them, I needed their bodies, and the pleasure I could give them. So I more roughly and forcefully tore off their masks, urging them to surrender: "I overheard your conversation outside and know you're very thirsty, so I want to atone for your uncles' sins!" In a flash, I pulled down my pants, demonstrating and proving to them my assets and ability to comfort them, proving I wasn't just talking nonsense.

They, like them, were immediately stunned by my real abilities, either stunned and unable to recover, or stammering incoherently. Time was precious, and the night was short; I didn't want to stand there like an idiot with them, so I continued tearing off their clothes.

Taiwan is hot, people are afraid of the heat, clothes are thin and light, and undressing is easy. I was afraid that by the time they came to their senses, their outer garments would be all gone.

"Don't do this! We're family, we can't do this, this is incest..." Aunt Eleven actually tried to stop me with righteous indignation.

I retorted with a lewd grin, "I don't know who it was that let me touch her private parts at the beginning of this year, and also last year and the year before..." I gestured with my hands to help her recall. Then I turned to the three aunts, who were both ashamed and embarrassed, and said, "What do you have to say? Are you embarrassed now that there are so many people around?" Destroying their sense of shame in front of others is an exciting and gratifying thing, and it will also greatly help me to subdue them so that I can ravage them at will in the future.

"You..." Aunt Eleven covered her face tightly with shame and stammered, "You were still young and did

n't know any better back then, I just..." "Hehe! Then you can treat me as young and didn't know any better now. I'm drunk now, and I can't guarantee that I'll remember anything tomorrow. But right now I just want to have some fun with you. If that doesn't work, we'll call Grandma to judge!" I said leisurely.

"No!" Aunt Eleven almost screamed, but she covered her mouth in time. After a moment of helplessness, she resigned herself and said, "Okay, I... we have no choice but to do as you say, you..." As she spoke, her face turned bright red.

Of course I understood, and I laughed, "Don't worry! I can handle all of you. Let's deal with tomorrow's problems tomorrow. I'll hold up the sky if it falls, and I won't let you suffer any grievances or harm. Aunt Huizhen! Go close... oh? You've already closed the door, hehe! You're more anxious than me—" and then burst into laughter.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Huizhen acted like a shy, coquettish girl, "Nonsense! Who's anxious? Humph! Ha... Don't tickle me! Ah—it's so itchy... Okay, I won't... I..." As she spoke, she covered her face and tried to open the door and run away.

How could I let her leave so easily, whether she meant it or not?! I reached behind her and grabbed her plump breasts, kneading them through her thin panties.

"Hmm... oh..." Aunt Huizhen pressed my hand, her whole body going limp and almost unable to stand.

Swish! I heard the sound of the curtains being drawn. Judging from the person closest to the window and their movements and breathing, it was Aunt Xinmei.

Then, everything seemed so natural. We acted like a normal couple who had been through many sexual encounters, taking off our underwear, touching, kissing, flirting, playing, and laughing…

Because my eleventh aunt was the closest to me among the four women, I chose her as my first target. This could set a good example and completely eliminate any remaining incestuous thoughts in the minds of the other three women. My

eleventh aunt's name was Hua Xueling, 36 years old. After getting married, she had three daughters. A year ago, she divorced her husband and returned to the Hua family, bringing two daughters with her. Her eldest daughter, Chen Huiyue, was 13 years old and had changed her surname to Hua. She was in the second year of junior high school and lived upstairs with her 11-year-old sister, Hua Huixing, who had changed her surname to Hua. Huixing was a year ahead of me in sixth grade. Now, my eleventh aunt managed the Hua family's sales business—the Taipei Hua's Supermarket and Department Store.

Time hadn't left many marks on her face. How could she, still beautiful and radiant, have ended up divorcing her husband? She didn't tell me the reason, not even her mother—my second grandmother—knew it.

However, having given birth to three children, her lower body appeared rather large and generous; I could easily fit my entire hand inside. What was going on? Even my precious thing couldn't grow to the size of my hand! But Coach Chen Huijun had said that women are more afraid of being long than thick; a woman's most sensitive and stimulated spot is her clitoris, the so-called G-spot.

Having made up my mind, I continued to explore Aunt Eleven's body, studying her erogenous zones and preferences. Aunt Eleven's figure was also well-maintained; she had almost no excess fat, and her soft, smooth, snow-white skin displayed excellent erogenous qualities. Soft, hair-like pubic hair covered and concealed the crimson clitoris; gently probing and exploring elicited a tremendous reaction and a gush of vaginal fluid, showing that her long-dormant jade well was still vibrant.

Aunt Eleven was driven to the brink of ecstasy by my fingers, burning with desire, unable to resist my teasing, and pleading sweetly for pleasure. Then, under the fervent, envious gazes of the onlookers, I thrust my engorged member into her wetness in one swift motion, all the way in. The grace and skill of my movements were breathtaking. Though not particularly difficult, it deserves a perfect score! Yay! ^_^

If I were to use my current size of treasure on Sister Yuzhi and the others, they definitely wouldn't be able to handle it! But Aunt Eleven was very satisfied, holding me tightly, her snowy buttocks shaking and thrusting, as if she wanted to grind my big treasure clean and squeeze it dry. Aunt Eleven's vagina is big and deep, and very moist; without a thing of my size, she really couldn't be satisfied.

So Aunt Eleven and I were evenly matched, rocking and thrusting, fueled by the effects of the Three Whip Tonic Wine, and we fought fiercely, making the only chaise lounge in the mahjong room shake and retreat. Amidst Aunt Eleven's "ah ah um um" sounds, we moved to the wall and wouldn't retreat anymore. If I weren't so tall and strong, and had martial arts skills, how could I, at 10 years old, withstand the power of Aunt Eleven's "soul-snatching kick"?

Not only that, but several pairs of jade hands, as smooth and delicate as jade, were constantly groping and pushing on my body and buttocks, making me extremely aroused and excited, and making Aunt Eleven shout with pleasure. Her two large, plump breasts bounced and danced, dazzling my eyes. I could only hold them tightly to avoid being hypnotized, but they would escape again after a while…

The hard head of my penis pounded powerfully into the deepest part of Aunt Eleven, each thrust causing her body to tremble and sway. Her satisfied and joyful moans expressed her desires, shaking the hearts of every resentful woman and arousing all her hidden desires…

“Mmm… Ahh… I can’t take it anymore! You’re so amazing… I… want to… fly… to heaven… Ah…” Aunt Eleven’s vaginal fluids surged as she sang a high-pitched song, her snowy buttocks trembling, reaching orgasm.

The intense stimulation forced me to take measures to cool down. I pulled my penis out with a “pop,” still wet with her vaginal fluids, and quickly crawled in front of her. I aimed it at her panting mouth and thrust it in, regardless of whether she could take it or not, and began to thrust repeatedly.

This made Aunt Eleven roll her eyes repeatedly. Only after being reminded and stopped by her aunt behind her did I pull out my "clean" treasure and scan my next target.

The three aunts were pushing and shoving each other, trying to be reserved, but it was clear that none of them wanted to be with me first.

I grinned lewdly and pointed at Aunt Huizhen, who immediately rushed forward in surprise and delight, hugging me tightly and kissing me repeatedly. I chose her because she was Sister Yuzhi's mother. Although she was the oldest, already 40 years old, she was the most beautiful. You couldn't tell she was 40 at all, and she had two daughters. Her wealthy life only made her appear plump and voluptuous, with two large, fat breasts that were particularly eye-catching, paired with a pitifully small amount of pubic hair, making her extremely beautiful. If she were to make an adult film, she would definitely become famous, because she was very photogenic, just like her daughters.

I asked her to hold onto the chair and raise her snowy buttocks, but she seemed reluctant, almost clinging to me. I slapped her buttocks with a "smack," and she cried out, rubbing her buttocks, which were now covered in a red handprint. I pretended to raise my hand again, and only then did she obediently hold onto the chair, raising her plump, white buttocks high.

I forcefully spread her buttocks apart, revealing her very lewd vulva clearly, with wet, lustful fluids flowing down her inner thighs. I raised my penis and rubbed it against her vulva for a while, just as I was about to penetrate her, Aunt Huizhen turned her head, looking at me with a seductive smile, her eyes full of pleading and tender affection. My heart warmed, and I was about to grant her request and give her the pleasure of "dying under my penis, even as a ghost, I'd be romantic" when,

"Knock knock!!! Madam, the midnight snack is ready." The maid brought the midnight snack.

Immediately, the four women tensed up, unsure of what to do, and looked at me for my opinion.

Luckily, Aunt Huizhen had locked the door from the inside, otherwise the maid would have pushed it in. The maid must be wondering now, "Why is the mahjong room, which is never locked, locked tonight?" I secretly sighed at my good fortune. If she had come a step earlier, I would have been having sex with Aunt Eleven, and she would have heard Aunt Eleven's earth-shattering moans and groans. That "Three Whip Tonic Wine" was really deadly; it made my hearing worse, and I didn't even know she was at the door. But thinking about it, I felt relieved; perhaps the thrill of the experience had distracted me. I calmly gave a hand signal: tell her to leave the midnight snack outside, and I would get it myself later. Secretly, I thrust forward, my penis penetrating all the way in.

Aunt Huizhen was so startled that she quickly covered her mouth, otherwise she would have screamed. She gave me a coquettish glare, but her eyes were even more alluring and passionate.

After Aunt Xinmei understood what I meant, she also gave me a sidelong glance, but she had already calmed down and said in a clear voice, "Xiaoyue! You put the midnight snack outside first, we'll come and get it ourselves in a bit. You can go to sleep now, you don't need to serve us here anymore, you can come and clean it up tomorrow!"

"Yes! Madam, I'll put the midnight snack on the table." Xiaoyue put the things down and left.

The sound of her footsteps on the carpet was indeed very quiet, but if I paid attention, I could still hear that her breathing and heartbeat were abnormal, she was indeed suspicious.

Aunt Eleven and the other aunts breathed a sigh of relief. However, the strange feeling made us even more excited, extremely stimulating.

I ignored Aunt Xinmei listening by the door for a while before opening the door to get the midnight snack, I just focused on thrusting wildly, what can you do when they are all women who are lonely in their boudoirs.

Aunt Huizhen's vagina, like her daughter's, is relatively shallow, so a large part of my penis was still outside, but this did not affect her pursuit of happiness and enjoyment of sexual pleasure. Moreover, she seemed to be even more horny than Aunt Eleven, but she was a repressed horny. Although she didn't shout as loudly as Aunt Eleven, her hips swayed more vigorously than anyone else's, and her nectar secreted more profusely; the spot where she stood was already a little wet.

After a joyful cry, Aunt Huizhen slumped against the back of the chair, panting heavily, her breasts flushed a mesmerizing red. I then realized that Aunt Huizhen was a horny woman who was easily aroused and satisfied; such women were actually easy to please and easy to find happiness in, so why did my uncle make her so resentful and bitter?

Then Aunt Xinmei and Aunt Peiling came up together; they couldn't wait any longer.

Aunt Eleven, having rested enough, gave up her seat for us, sitting unsteadily at the mahjong table, staring blankly at the unfinished game of white mahjong tiles, I wondered what she was thinking.

I laid the two 36-year-old aunties down on top of each other, their smooth, hairless bodies pressed tightly together, like two blooming flowers, delicate and fragrant. I didn't care who was on top or bottom, I just kept thrusting, plunging in and out with a lot of ups and downs, fast and hard...

Once I got used to it, I'd switch to another wet hole...

It was so much fun...

The alcohol was getting stronger, and I couldn't tell which hole was dry and which was wet anymore. I just kept thrusting and pounding, up and down, dry and wet, tight and loose. It felt so good, I didn't even know if I was using some kind of "male supremacy technique," or... I only knew that everything around me was soft and white, like clouds in heaven, like fairies in a dream...

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