[Urban] Drunken Laughter in the Countryside (The Grand Plan) - 25

Chapter 101 The Five Tigers Arrive

Time passed quickly, yet it also felt incredibly long.

For over twenty minutes, Zhang Zheng talked incessantly about his business acumen. Due to my preconceived notions, I always felt it was difficult to find common ground with him. Perhaps it was because I had already outgrown that scheming phase, perhaps I had always preferred a life of peace and tranquility, or perhaps now I only possessed a strong possessiveness towards women. I felt I had no desire to discuss these things anymore; if possible, I wished I could simply be a silent listener. But I wasn't a very good listener. I was already tired of lecturing in college and had no interest in such high-sounding rhetoric. Just when my ears were about to become calloused, the other five tigers finally arrived.

"You've finally arrived," I breathed a long sigh of relief and went to greet the four brothers who had just gotten out of the car.

"Third Brother, Uncle Pidan treated us for free without even giving us a heads-up, and you didn't even call your brothers before coming here alone," Zhongzi complained as soon as he got out of the car, blaming me for coming alone so early.

"Damn, I just happened to arrive by chance, only about ten minutes before you guys."

"Third brother, where have you been these past two days? I haven't seen you anywhere," the eldest brother said.

"Nothing much, a classmate in the county town got married and invited me to visit for two days," I made up a small lie. "

You're all here! Come on in!" Uncle Pidan came out of the house wiping his wet hands and greeted us.

Except for me, who had just met Zhang Zheng, the other four were already acquaintances of his, so there wasn't much formality.

"You're all here, have a seat, dinner will be ready in a bit," Aunt Pidan came out of the kitchen and called to everyone.

Zhongzi took a deep sniff and praised, "The aroma is amazing, Auntie's cooking is getting better and better!"

"Damn, you're such a flatterer!" Uncle Pidan laughed.

"Wrong!" Zhongzi laughed, "How can you call my aunt's butt 'flattery'? Right, Auntie?"

"You little rascal, that's insulting your auntie!" Aunt Pidan laughed and scolded, "Watch out, or I'll put in extra chili peppers and burn you to death!"

"Haha." Second Brother patted Zhongzi's shoulder and laughed, "This time you didn't flatter, you flattered the tiger's butt."

"A bunch of little rascals!" Aunt Pidan laughed and scolded as she went into the kitchen.

"Haha..." Everyone burst into laughter.

After everyone found a place to sit, I asked Uncle Pidan, "How did things go with your trip to Wanghegou?"

"Hmm. Seeing is believing!" Uncle Pidan said with satisfaction, "Wang Laoqi's ducks are indeed excellent. The meat is tender and chewy, with a delicious flavor and a delicate aroma. Even a simple stewed duck is smooth and not greasy, with a rich and mellow fragrance. It's truly a rare and top-quality duck."

Zhang Zheng nodded and smiled, "Yes, Wang Laoqi's ducks truly live up to their reputation. They're the best duck I've seen in all these years, even comparable to nationally famous ducks like Beijing ducks, Cherry Valley ducks, Digo ducks, and Mandarin ducks." Although I felt his words were a bit exaggerated, I could tell he was genuinely interested in Wang Laoqi's ducks.

"No wonder Wang Laoqi has such a great reputation in the duck world. Have you discussed any cooperation plans?" I asked.

"Not so fast. Today was just a preliminary visit. We'll finalize things here first," Zhang Zheng said.

"What are you talking about?" the eldest brother asked Zhang Zheng. "You're not thinking of partnering with Wang Laoqi to smuggle ducks to Nanjing, are you?"

"Hehe," Zhang Zheng chuckled. "That's possible, but the conditions aren't right yet. Actually, Haitang doesn't want to stay in Nanjing anymore. She wants to come back and open a roast duck restaurant in town."

"That girl Haitang, really! She's at the age where she should be working hard outside, how can she suddenly decide to come back like that?" The eldest brother's words contained a hint of reproach, but everyone could hear that the doting element was no less than the reprimand.

"Maybe she's not used to city life? I've heard that city people are always up early and working late, and all they care about is money," the second brother chuckled.

"That's right, this little girl is always a step behind everyone else. The fast-paced life in the city is definitely not suitable for her," the fourth brother, Xiao Chao, said.

"Since she doesn't want to stay in the city, it's good that she's back. Opening a roast duck restaurant in town, I'm sure the business will be good. The brothers can also take care of her nearby, there won't be any problems," I interjected.

"I'm just worried, can this snot-nosed girl, who's always a bit dim-witted, really manage a roast duck shop?" Just when everyone was optimistic about Haitang's return to town to open a roast duck shop, Zhongzi, always ready to argue, poured cold water on the idea.

"Tch!" A disgruntled voice came from the kitchen. Haitang came out carrying a plate of peanuts, saying arrogantly, "Zhongzi is the worst, always looking down on people."

"Hehe, I'm just worried about you, giving you a heads-up, so you don't end up crying later," Zhongzi laughed.

"Don't always look down on people with those old eyes, I don't even care about a mere shop," Haitang said sweetly.

"Oh my, when did this snot-nosed girl become a new generation of strong woman?" Zhongzi said with a mischievous grin.

"You jerk Zhongzi, you stinky Zhongzi, always making fun of me!" Haitang pouted.

"Hehe." Aunt Li came out from inside with bowls and chopsticks, laughing, "Stop fooling around, hurry up and wash your hands and eat."

"Oh dear." Zhongzi ran over and took the bowls and chopsticks from Aunt Li's hands, surprised, "Sister-in-law, why aren't you staying at the hospital? Why are you here helping out?"

"Sister-in-law is a restless person. I've been so bored lately that I couldn't stay at the hospital, so I came to join in the fun. It's been a long time since it's been this lively," Aunt Li said.

The eldest brother said, "You just gave birth, you should take better care of yourself. Why isn't Fourth Brother with you?"

"Sister-in-law isn't from a delicate family. This is nothing, I don't need anyone to accompany me," Aunt Li laughed, "Besides, you know your Fourth Brother, he's like an ox all day long, always fiddling with his junk, he doesn't have time to care about me. Luckily, it's good that way, sister-in-law is so happy to be a free and easy person." "

Sister-in-law is right, freedom and happiness are the true meaning of life," Zhongzi agreed.

Uncle Pidan said, "On my way back just now, I passed by Lao Wu's restaurant and saw Lao Si going in with Zhang Zibin. They were too far away for me to call him."

"No need to call him," Sister Li said. "Zhang Zibin must have dragged him out for drinks again."

"What's Zhang Zibin like? I don't know him well," Uncle Pidan said.

"He's alright, I guess. He can help out if needed, but he's a bit extravagant with money. He borrowed about ten thousand yuan last year and hasn't paid it back yet. Lao Si is close to him, so it's awkward for him to ask him for it," Sister Li said.

"Speaking of which, his grocery store should be quite profitable; he shouldn't need to borrow money, right?" Uncle Pidan said.

Sister Li shook her head and said, "You don't know, just last time he got into a fight with Lao Jiu and his gang from Daying Village, he gambled away all 30,000 yuan he collected from the countryside. Mei Feng was furious and kept threatening to divorce him."

"Gambling is something you absolutely can't get involved in, it'll ruin everything once you do," Uncle Pidan sighed. "If it weren't for your aunt keeping a close eye on things back then, I probably wouldn't have such a big car dealership."

"That's what people mean when they say behind every successful man is a great woman supporting him," Zhongzi laughed. "Uncle, you're lucky to have married Auntie."

"Hehe," Uncle Pidan laughed, "Damn, that's right, I'm really lucky to have married your auntie." Uncle Pidan never used a swear word when talking to women, but when he talked to men, his true colors immediately came out.

“That’s right, that’s right! Not only are you lucky, Uncle, but we’re all getting a taste too.” Zhongzi said to Aunt Pidan who came in, “Isn’t that right, Auntie?”

“Look, Zhongzi’s got a sweet tongue, he always knows how to make you happy.” Aunt Pidan said cheerfully.

“Him? He’s good for nothing except a silver tongue.” Haitang seized an opportunity to launch her first counterattack against Zhongzi.

Zhongzi stuck out his tongue, pointed, and laughed, “My tongue is known as the ‘Scholar’s Tongue,’ even more precious than Mao Sui’s three-inch tongue. Even Mao was known as ‘with a three-inch tongue, stronger than a million soldiers.’ I’m not saying I’m better than him, but I’m at least not much weaker.”

“Show-off!” Haitang teased, “You’re saying you have small feet, and you’re actually leaning on the wall for support.”

“Hehe.” Aunt Pidan laughed, “Alright, stop fooling around, let’s eat.”

“Yes, let’s not crowd around, let’s find a seat quickly.” Uncle Pidan echoed.

Ten people sat around a large round table. Except for the three women—Aunt Pidan, Haitang, and Sister-in-law Li—every man, regardless of their drinking ability, downed a bottle of beer first.

"We're all here, don't be shy, help yourselves," Uncle Pidan said, gesturing to everyone.

"Don't worry, we won't stand on ceremony," the eldest brother said, opening a bottle and placing it in front of Uncle Pidan. "Let's finish this one first."

"Damn, why do I have to finish first?" Uncle Pidan asked,

puzzled. "Last time we drank, you left halfway through, so of course you have to be punished with a bottle first," the eldest brother said, neither arrogant nor humble.

"Damn, that was so long ago, and you still remember?" Uncle Pidan laughed, picking up the bottle and gulping it down... quickly emptying the bottle.

One bottle felt a little good, two bottles warmed him up a bit, and three bottles made him feel tipsy.

The atmosphere grew increasingly lively as more and more beer bottles piled up on the beer tray.

Everyone exchanged toasts, and before long, everyone except Sister-in-law Li, who hadn't touched a drop, Aunt Pidan, and Haitang had each downed a bottle, had downed four bottles of beer each. Of course, the main character today was Zhang Zheng; we were just there to keep Uncle Pidan company. If we didn't get Zhang Zheng drunk, we wouldn't have any face. So, the main target was Zhang Zheng. This guy was indeed quite cunning. At the beginning, he kept refusing to drink, but Second Brother and Fourth Brother Xiao Chao forced him to drink two bottles, and only then did he start drinking. In

Chapter 102, in a drunken stupor

, when everyone was halfway through their drinks, Sister-in-law Li went back to the hospital accompanied by Aunt Pidan and Haitang.

Tonight was destined to be a night of drinking until everyone was drunk.

Without women nagging, the men were even more unrestrained, toasting and shouting, the aroma of alcohol could be smelled from half a mile away, and the sounds could be heard from a few miles away.

Beer is something you drink quickly and it's gone fast too. If you get drunk or full, you can go to the bathroom, and then come back for another drink. We

drank from 7:30 to 10:30, a full three hours. Three cases of beer weren't enough; Aunt Pidan and Haitang brought back three more cases on their way back from dropping off Sister Li, making a total of six cases. In the end, we only had two bottles left. On average, not counting the three women, each of us drank nearly ten bottles. With so much drinking, naturally someone will pass out. Zhang Zheng was the first to fall. Although he'd eaten his fair share of beer and duck, his alcohol tolerance wasn't much better than ours, and he was the main character today. The main character is the one everyone's target; he was the main character, so he was the first to fall.

I don't know if the others fell out, because I fell out before them. I was the second to fall after Zhang Zheng. The culprit was Zhongzi. This guy insisted on a drinking contest with me because he lost to me once during the New Year and was always unconvinced. So, after I beat Zhang Zheng, he came after me. "Let's go all out, who's afraid of who?" After downing two bottles of beer—I think I drank eleven—I'd barely put the empty bottle down when I collapsed onto the table. Luckily, I didn't slip off my chair like Zhang Zheng did. Lying on the table, my nerves were tingling, my ears were ringing, I could hear what they were saying, but I couldn't remember a single word.

In the middle of the night, I was unbearably thirsty and got up to find water, only to find myself in an unfamiliar place. After a moment's careful observation, I realized it was Zhihuan's room, the son of Uncle Pidan. The most obvious things in the room were several large posters of celebrities, all of them sexy and alluring beauties. The most prominent one was directly opposite the bed. It was a close-up of a big-name star promoted by a famous director at the Hong Kong Film Awards ceremony. S-curve, curvaceous. Two simple strips of cloth hung around her neck, sliding down her shoulders and lightly covering her prominent breasts. There was no bra strap, and two distinct bulges were clearly visible on the thin fabric. Anyone with eyes could see what they were.

Whenever I see celebrities complaining about being photographed inappropriately by paparazzi in the newspapers or on television, I can't help but smile. I don't want to judge anything, nor do I have the right to judge others, but sometimes some things just feel like a lump in my throat, and I have to get them out. The Chinese nation is a traditional nation with a five-thousand-year history of civilization. Even in ancient times, prostitutes in brothels and taverns covered themselves completely when they went out. Now, however, Western culture has invaded too much, and people's clothing is becoming increasingly revealing and scantily clad, especially those at the forefront of fashion. Of course, being revealing isn't a crime; as long as you don't harm the environment, you can wear whatever you want. But please don't use this to create hype.

I got out of bed; there were slippers under the bed. I dragged them out the door.

The stars were bright and clear in the deep night, their soft light spilling onto the earth.

The world was silent. With my eyes half-closed in the cool starlight, I groped my way towards the refrigerator.

I found the refrigerator door, opened it, and pulled out a bottle of water. I

opened it, drank from it, and slowly walked towards the sofa in the living room. I had just sat down when I was startled. There was someone on the sofa!

"Brother!"

Before I could turn around, a woman's soft voice sounded behind me.

It was Haitang!

"Why are you sleeping here?" I asked.

"He vomited in the room, it smelled awful, I came out for some fresh air." Haitang sat up.

"I drank too much yesterday, I don't even know what happened afterward. Where are the others?" I sat down about two feet away from her; she sat in the middle of the sofa, and I sat at one end.

Haitang stretched her arms and yawned. "They stopped drinking after you got drunk, talked for a while, and then left."

"Left?" I asked in surprise. "How could you drive when you were that drunk?"

"They all said they were fine and insisted on going home." Haitang said softly, "After they drove away, I was worried and sat on the phone chatting with Sister-in-law Meiqin until they got home safely."

"Oh." My heart settled down. "Why did you leave me here alone?"

"I was afraid you'd throw up on the way." Haitang moved closer to me. "Brother, I'm a little cold. Hug me."

I didn't reach out, afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself. "If you're cold, just go back to sleep."

"It smells like alcohol and stinks in here. I don't want to go back." Haitang snuggled into my arms.

I was too embarrassed to push her away, but her hot body was so tempting. "Should I get you a sheet?"

"No need, just holding me is enough." Haitang wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned against me.

"Or you can sleep in Zhihuan's room, and I'll sleep on the sofa." I tried my best to control myself from exhaling even a single breath.

"Why do you want to sleep in the other room? Isn't it nice to just hold each other like this?" Whether this girl did it unintentionally or on purpose, her voice was sweet and coquettish, as if she was pleading with me.

"Wouldn't it be bad if someone saw us like this?" I finally voiced my concern.

"What are you afraid of? You're both drunk as logs." Haitang's hot lips gently pressed against my neck, her thin breath making my neck extremely uncomfortable, itchy and tingling.

"No, there's your sister too. If she sees us, she'll think we're having an affair." I tried to help her up, but she held me tightly. "

My sister is even less of a concern. Even if she sees us, she won't tell anyone." Haitang's breathing was slightly labored.

"A gentleman doesn't deceive in secret. We can't do this." I tried my best to restrain myself, not wanting to ruin the good image I had in her eyes.

"We're just hugging each other, we haven't done anything." Haitang chuckled softly, "You don't have any bad intentions, do you? Brother, you're so naughty right now!"

"Ahem, I'm a normal man, not a saint. I don't have the self-control to remain unmoved." I turned my face away and exhaled heavily.

"Hehe, I just love your honesty, brother." Suddenly, with a sly smile, Haitang's lips brushed against my ear. "Dare you say you've never been with any other woman besides Sister-in-law Yuzhen and Sister Yumei?"

"Cough cough." I almost choked on my own saliva. "I'm a normal man, it's understandable to have needs now!"

"Do you need one now?" Haitang shifted her hips, her small hand suddenly reaching under her buttocks, grasping something between my tightly pressed legs. She exclaimed, "Oh, it's so big!"

I don't know if someone pulled down my pants or if I did it myself, but now I was completely naked except for a pair of shorts. At first, I didn't think much of it, but by the time I realized it, it was too late.

"Don't do this, brother won't be able to control himself." I grabbed her hand to stop her from acting recklessly.

"Brother," Haitang called out breathlessly, her voice filled with endless provocation, as if some kind of magic was beckoning me.

"Haitang, let your brother go back to sleep, it's almost dawn." I didn't know what to say, as if only these words could hide the slight panic in my heart.

"Brother, don't you like me anymore?" Women are sentimental creatures, and they often shed their proud tears. I could hear a slight sob in her voice, a quality that made me unable to refuse her.

"Of course I like you, brother." I couldn't help but reach out and hug her. "You know, your brother and I have never treated you like an outsider."

"But I always feel that our relationship is getting more and more distant."

"People grow up, and everyone has their own life. For example, you have a new family, a husband, and children. I also have a wife and children. As time goes by, your social circle expands, you learn a lot, and you have more to care about. Similarly, you may gradually become more composed and learn to compress and hide your feelings. But no matter how much you compress or hide, as long as the feelings are genuine, you will never forget them."

"Brother, you still speak so eloquently and know how to make people happy. No wonder so many women like you."

"Silly girl, everyone can talk a good game, but whether someone is sincere to you depends on more than just that, do you understand?"

"I don't understand. I only know that it's warm and happy to be in your arms, like it will last forever!"

"Silly girl!"

"I am a silly girl, but I am willing to be the silly girl you love!"

"Go back to sleep, okay?"

"No!" Haitang suddenly got up from my arms, lifted her thin sweater, and revealed two full, firm breasts in front of me, a fragrant milky scent filling my nose.

"What are you doing?" My heart skipped a beat. "

I've been weaning Millie these past few days, and my breasts are so swollen. Can you help me suckle?" Haitang brought her nipple to my mouth.

"Silly girl, don't joke like that, okay?" I quickly turned my mouth away, two drops of milk sticking to the corner of my lips, sweet and delightful.

"Hehe, you're a grown man, I haven't done anything, what are you afraid of, really." This girl actually went too far, spreading her knees between my tightly pressed legs, grabbing my head and kneeling on the sofa.

My head was held tightly by her, my cheek pressed between her breasts, the deep cleavage smooth and fragrant, overflowing milk gushing from the lotus-like buds, splashing all over my face. I wanted to push her away, but I didn't know where to start. It felt like every touch of her body was a trap, an abyss, and once I was trapped, there would be no easy escape.

Chapter 103: A Balance of Strength and Gentleness

"Brother, does my body smell good?" Haitang's arms pressed against my face, her two full breasts pressing against mine, milky white milk gushing out, its fragrance alluring. Feeling a little short of breath, I struggled to lift my head from her deep cleavage, angrily saying, "You brat, are you trying to suffocate me?"

"Giggle." Haitang released my head, giggling, "Who told you not to appreciate my advances!" I calmed myself, staring seriously into her blinking eyes in the soft starlight, and said, "Do you really want me to suckle your breasts?" Haitang nodded solemnly. I said, "I can agree, but I can't guarantee what will happen afterward!" Haitang blushed, but still firmly replied, "As long as you're willing, I'll agree to anything." "You're such a clingy little devil!" I sighed, my defenses crumbling. "Haitang only wants to be your little devil!" Haitang again brought her milky nipple to my lips. This time I didn't dodge, I took it in my mouth, and with a gentle suck, the sweet milk filled my mouth, which I swallowed.

Perhaps it was because I was weaning the child, but Haitang had accumulated a lot of milk; it was fragrant and sweet. I was already thirsty from a hangover, and since I couldn't drink water, milk would do. Whether it was the milk's sweetness or my intense thirst, I wrapped my hand around that grape-sized nipple and sucked vigorously, becoming more and more engrossed with each suck.

"Oh, brother, suck harder, it feels so good when you suck me, my breasts feel so good, so good." Haitang hugged my head, her whole body trembling. I reached behind her and wrapped my arms around her back, my mouth moving back and forth between her two full breasts, milk splashing everywhere, saliva flowing freely. In no time, Haitang's chest was soaking wet. "Ouch, brother, suck slower, suck slower, it's making my whole body numb." Haitang trembled all over, as if countless ants were crawling inside her, every pore feeling incredibly comfortable. Hmph, I don't care about you, you're the one who made me suck. I'll suck as I please, I'll suck however I want, you can't stop me!

How could the stored milk withstand my sucking technique? In no time, both breasts were completely drained, leaving them soft and limp.

"No, I can't suck anymore, or I'll suck your nipples off!" Haitang lifted my head, trying to pull her nipples out of my mouth. The milk was gone; any more sucking would probably draw blood. I couldn't bear to bite her, so I let her pull her nipples away. "So

fragrant!" I licked my lips, still wanting more. Haitang straddled my lap, cupping my breasts in her hands, her thumbs pressing on my slightly swollen nipples. She gave me a playful glare, "Ugh! Why are you sucking so hard? It's not like I'm not letting you suck." This girl, she clearly wanted me to suck her milk, and now she's blaming me. Truly, women and petty people are hard to deal with! Confucius really had profound insights. He could see the problem so clearly thousands of years ago. I'm sure he had a lot of dealings with women! I smiled wryly and said, "It's not like I wanted to smoke it. You asked me to smoke it. I helped you smoke it, and now you're complaining. You're really doing a good deed but getting no reward."

"Hehe, naughty brother." Haitang lightly patted my chest and laughed, "Let me taste if it's fragrant." With that, her lips pressed against mine. Actually, drinking so much milk hadn't lessened my thirst; on the contrary, a more intense thirst was being slowly ignited. The contact of our lips seemed to be the medium, the catalyst, the fuse for these two thirsts. In an instant, lava erupted, our two hot bodies wanting to squeeze into each other's bodies, to find their respective sources of quenching thirst. Our tongues, like

two nimble snakes, swirled, intertwined, struggled, and entwined, saliva gushing down our throats. When passion reached its peak, saliva flowed freely, not stopping until we couldn't breathe.

"Brother," Haitang gasped, her alluring eyes glancing at me sideways.

"Mmm." This girl's kiss was truly fierce; I almost suffocated.

"I, I want..." Haitang's tongue was probably a little tied up from playing too wildly earlier.

"What's wrong with you?" I knew what she was thinking, because I was thinking the same thing.

"I...I want..." Haitang blushed, her face burning.

"Want what?" I played with her breasts, knowing the answer already.

"Brother, you're so naughty, always teasing me!" Haitang's face was as red as fire, like a peach blossom in spring, bright and enchanting, charming and touching.

"How can I know if you don't tell me? Tell me quickly, what do you want?" I suppressed my rising desire and teased her.

"I, I, I want it." Haitang's buttocks suddenly swayed a few times, each slap hitting my heart.

"Oh, oh...you little brat, why are you using so much force?" As the older brother, I felt the attack on my brother, and my already surging desire was almost overwhelmed by her repeated slaps.

"Who told you to tease me!" Haitang gasped, her voice full of reproach.

"You little brat, you almost hurt it." My hands, which were playing with her breasts, unconsciously tightened their grip.

"I'll fix it if you mess it up." Haitang trembled as my hand squeezed her breasts, a hint of wantonness appearing on her jade-like face.

"You really have that ability?" Since things had already come to this, I didn't force myself anymore. Forcing things wouldn't bring happiness, so I might as well let go completely.

"Want to try?" Haitang's fire burned brighter and brighter, making her increasingly wanton. She gently slid down my legs, kneeling on the ground, her hands gripping my shorts.

"Whatever," I said, contradicting myself.

"Hehe, you naughty guy." Haitang used her hands forcefully, pulling down my shorts as I lifted my buttocks.

"Oh, what a big thing!" Haitang exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down, someone might hear you," I shushed.

"Hehe..." Haitang covered her mouth and chuckled, glancing into the inner room. Seeing no movement, she fawned over me, "When did you grow such a big thing? It's almost as big as a donkey's!"

"Damn, how can you talk like that?" I couldn't help but laugh and scold. "When have you ever seen a donkey's thing?"

"Hehe." Haitang chuckled softly, "Don't you remember? One summer vacation, I went to school to pick up my report card. On my way back, I passed those two locust trees and saw Old Man (a person's name)'s donkey tied to the tree, in heat."

"Damn, you still remember something from so long ago!" Haitang's reminder brought back a rough outline of what had happened.

"Of course." Haitang smiled proudly at me, her little hands moving rhythmically up and down, occasionally licking them lightly with her tongue. She said, "I remember Zhongzi saw it first. He yelled, and then you and the other boys who were passing by all picked up small stones and threw them at that donkey's thing. The donkey was jumping and braying non-stop. In the end, the old beast came out and scared you all away." I gently stroked her cheek, my thumb lightly gliding across her lips, and laughed, "I remember you girls were too scared to look. You all ran away like frightened rabbits. How do you remember it so clearly? To be honest, were you secretly looking?" Haitang opened her little mouth and bit my thumb, giving it a light scratch, and said shyly, "Who was peeking? I don't like looking at that thing!" I chuckled, "Didn't you see why you compared mine to that beast's?" "I was just imagining things!" Haitang's secret was exposed, and she was too embarrassed to look at me. "Hehe." I stroked her jade-like cheek, lifted her chin, and chuckled mischievously, "Hurry up and lick it for me, it's so swollen and uncomfortable." "You bad boy." Haitang glanced at me with longing, lowered her head, and kissed me. "Oh!" Pleasure instantly overwhelmed my brain, and I almost couldn't control myself and ejaculated. "Does it feel good?" Haitang asked gently as she licked. "So comfortable!" I sighed, lying back on the sofa. "Your oral skills are extraordinary. Do you practice with real objects often?" Haitang pinched my inner thigh, making me feel like I was about to ascend to heaven. "No way!" "No? I don't believe you. You couldn't be this skilled without practice!" I sat up, watching her black hair dance in front of me. "Do you often do this for Zhang Zheng?" Speaking of Zhang Zheng, Haitang said coldly, "Him? Dream on!" To ease the tension, I exaggerated, "Damn, are you born with a 'top scholar's tongue'?" "Tch!" Haitang scoffed, "Zhongzi's is what you call a 'top scholar's tongue.'" "Oh, then yours is a 'princess's tongue'!" I said. "Hehe." Haitang chuckled, "'Princess's tongue'! I'd rather have a 'queen's tongue'!" "If you have a 'queen's tongue,' then I'm an 'emperor.'" I laughed and pressed her head down.

With enough effort, even an iron pillar can be ground into a needle. The chicken tongue moved nimbly, like unraveling a cocoon; the iron pillar clanged like meteorite iron falling from the sky. Yin and Yang, softness overcomes hardness; Yang and Yin, hardness overcomes softness.

Yin and Yang give birth to each other, hardness and softness complement each other, giving birth to all things in heaven and earth. "Oh, so good, so good, ah..." Haitang's five consecutive deep throat swallows made me howl with pleasure, but I dared not speak loudly, afraid of disturbing the three people sleeping inside. I could only imitate a woman covering her mouth and moaning. Finally, I could not hold back any longer. I released the bolt, and a burst of bullets shot out.

"Cough cough..." Haitang coughed, choked by the saliva, and said coquettishly, "Why did you shoot it into my mouth?"

"Isn't that how it always is?" I pointed to the remaining liquid on the corner of her mouth and laughed, "Hurry up and lick it clean, don't waste it, it's good for beauty and health!" Haitang curled her tongue slightly and licked the little bit from the corner of her mouth into her mouth, frowning and saying, "It tastes weird, it's awful!" Seeing that her expression didn't seem fake, I couldn't help but ask curiously, "You haven't really eaten this before, have you?" Haitang said sweetly, "I really have never done this before!" I couldn't help but marvel and laughed, "It seems you really are a 'princess tongue' or a 'queen tongue,' born with this special ability."

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