Eagle of the Vast Expanse-7

Therefore, "Eagle" has strong language skills and speaks multiple languages. Japanese goes without saying
, but Yu Shuang's Chinese is impressive—she speaks fluent Beijing dialect, almost
indistinguishable ; her Cantonese is also good, though she uses it less often. So, Yu Shuang is certainly qualified to teach
Lilia. Without a doubt. Lilia also respects this strict teacher—but to accelerate learning, the grueling
training is just too much!

Sitting in the airport's scheduled taxi, Yu Shuang began to unfold a tourist map, instructing the driver to
take their five-star hotel—chosen near Chinatown, within a thirty-minute drive. Upon entering the hotel's
double room, the two happily arranged their personal belongings, sat on the edge of the bed, and discussed what to
eat . Chinese food culture is world-renowned; even the same dish
can be prepared differently in different provinces. Color, aroma, and taste are the criteria for selecting Chinese cuisine, and
the cooking methods are truly unique and unbelievable. Being able to eat like a Chinese person is such a blessing!

The next afternoon, Yu Shuang and Lilia got off the bus in front of the Chinatown gate.
The stunning beauty of the Chinese girl immediately attracted the attention of men of different hair colors around them—Yu Shuang's outfit was very sexy,
all in wild black, with light ankle boots, and a skirt that was undeniably short. Whistles rose and fell. "
Yuko, wherever you go, there will be these lecherous guys." "Oh well, lecherous
guys exist in every country, it's not a local specialty. Just ignore them. Lilia, when we enter
Chinatown , you have to speak Chinese. This is real-world practice."

"Yuko, can I...?" "Hehe, I'm not forcing you to speak with a sword.
You need to use language more often, the lightest and most powerful weapon. Be brave! Also,
since we're going to speak Chinese, you have to call me 'Yushuang,' not 'Yuko.'" "
Why?" Lilia started talking to her in Chinese, but her pronunciation was a bit off
. "Xiao Yushuang is the Chinese name my parents gave me; Xiao Ye Yuko is the name my master gave me
. When we enter Chinatown, I want to use my Chinese name again. If I'm always called 'Yuko,' I'm afraid
I'll forget my roots." "Okay." She looked like a wronged little wife.

Lilia was thus thrust into this shocking educational phase. Passing through Chinatown
, a melting pot of Chinese and American people, restaurants and snack shops lined the streets, their aromas filling the air. "It smells so good
!" Lilia exclaimed with a smile. "See! If you want to experience Chinese food culture, Chinatown is the place to be!
" Yu Shuang's giggles were brimming with pride. The two beautiful girls' alluring figures attracted many sidelong glances from passersby.
The Chinese, being more 'conservative,' didn't whistle, but silently followed behind. Before long,
the girl realized that a large group of men behind her were walking and moving in exactly the same direction as her!

"Yu Shuang, I told you not to dress too 'that way.' Now, wherever you go
, I bet they'll be chasing after you relentlessly." The two beauties exchanged a knowing smile,
then, hand in hand, took off running! With a whoosh, the two figures vanished in an instant, leaving
only their lingering fragrance, leaving a group of admirers sighing in despair. They ran to a less crowded park. "
Yu Shuang, thank goodness you've trained in ninjutsu, your speed is incredible, otherwise we don't know how long we'd be followed
." "The 'Paramount' restaurant should be nearby." The girl took out a map from her backpack.
"They're less crowded in the afternoon. If we go at noon, it'll be packed, who
knows how long we'll have to wait. Let's hurry."

They arrived at the 'Paramount' restaurant. Although not very large, it had a distinctly Chinese style, elegant yet
grand, offering both northern and southern cuisine. There weren't many customers. Yu Shuang was lucky—it was afternoon
, and it was still working hours, so lunchtime was over, busy New York. A sweet-looking young woman
immediately greeted them, "Welcome, are you two? And this... is a foreign friend?" The girl replied
, "Yes. She speaks a little Chinese." "Miss, judging from your accent, are you from
mainland ?" Yu Shuang smiled charmingly, "No, I've been living in Japan for a long time."

The beautiful young woman chose a table near the street and sat down. Through the large, clear shop window, the outside
world was clearly visible. Lilia spread out the menu and looked at it with difficulty. Yu Shuang deliberately
covered the English annotations next to the dishes with her beautiful hand, letting her order—would she order soup for everything? "Yu Shuang,
have mercy on me... I don't recognize many Chinese characters, and each character on the menu
has more strokes than my Chinese name!" "Alright, for the sake of my whetting appetite, I'll order."

"I want this—'Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs,' 'Kung Pao Chicken,' 'Hibiscus Tofu,'
'Peking Duck,' 'Pineapple Shrimp Balls,'" she ordered a whole table full in one go, as if she had just
returned from a desolate land. The young waitress counted the dishes—fifteen dishes... "Beautiful lady, are you
sure you can finish them?" "No problem, don't underestimate our combined strength." Yu Shuang patted her full,
high breasts lightly, afraid the waitress wouldn't believe her.

The dishes hadn't even been served yet, but the aroma had already reached her and Lilia's noses. "How about it?
Just the smell is better than your country's food, right?" Lilia, though unwilling to admit defeat,
still paused, her beautiful head spinning. The sumptuous dishes were served. Question Two – Lilia is still not proficient with
chopsticks , but her marksmanship is no less than that of the City Hunter – the Feathered Fence is struggling with two small wooden sticks.
"Rain Frost, I can't pick up this ball!" "That's not called a 'ball,' it's called a 'shrimp ball,'
made from kneaded shrimp meat." "Never mind, help me!" The shrimp ball rolls everywhere, the girl
chasing it around the round table, Rain Frost laughing until tears stream down her face.

Actually, Rain Frost has also been tricked by Lilia. She took the beautiful girl to eat at a high-end French restaurant, and
the proper use of knives and forks and the complicated etiquette really drove the girl crazy! Because Rain Frost is a master knife user
, the moment she sees a knife – even a steak knife – her 'Soaring Eagle Flow' knife skills react
instinctively . After a dozen flashes of cold light, a tender, medium-rare steak, over an inch thick, is cut neatly and precisely
– but the serving plate and table are also dismantled! Lilia immediately hid to the side,
rolling around on the ground laughing, completely forgetting her innocent image.

"Alright, really. A gun expert is helpless with chopsticks. Lilia, why don't you
just stick the tip into the shrimp ball to hold it in place?" Yu Shuang almost laughed herself to death, so she had to offer her suggestion. After
getting her wish , she opened her beautiful lips and bit down. A series of screeching wheels cut through the quiet street. The two
girls sensed a murderous intent; an assassin had arrived! A sudden screech of brakes, and a black Lincoln sedan pulled up in
front of the restaurant. The electric window rolled down, revealing the barrels of three Uzi submachine guns.

Yu Shuang cried out, "Everyone, lie down!" Everyone in the room immediately moved in unison. But she
did the opposite, her alluring hand outstretched forward, standing like a wall, "'Wind Ninja Scroll'—'Secret Wall
Wind Shield'!" An invisible, solid shield of air particles appeared, adhering to the outward contact surface,
protecting all the belongings and people inside. At that moment, three gun muzzles spat fire, a deafening roar erupted, the glass
doors and windows were attacked, shattered, and shards of glass scattered everywhere.

After fifty or sixty shots, the sound and light stopped. The car showed no sign of moving. The charming young woman withdrew her ninja
technique. Fortunately, apart from the broken glass, there was no major damage. The shop owner and his family, along with some waiters
and chefs, pushed and shoved each other, seeing who would volunteer to go out and see what was going on—why
didn't the other party make a clean getaway after seeking revenge? It was the elderly shop owner and his remarkably brave
granddaughter outside to investigate—the car's sheet metal was riddled with bullet holes, the windows were shattered, and
the thugs who had come to cause trouble were all lying flat in their seats—several bullets in their bodies, already lifeless, the car filled with thick, dripping
blood. The stench was overwhelming.

The power of the 'Seamless Wind Shield' lay in its ability to block all kinds of external forces and objects; even the radiation and high heat of
nuclear weapons would be
blocked by this excessively modified, atomically structured air wall. The Uzi submachine gun was known for its small size, light weight, and rapid, continuous firing; although the bullets were fast,
they bounced back along their original trajectory when encountering such advanced ninjutsu—whoever fired, got hit by the bullet; resource recycling
, no waste.

The shop owner noticed a tattoo on the executioner's left hand—the character 'Dragon'. "
A member of the 'Dragon Horse Gate'?" "They really did come knocking..." "Grandpa, weren't we supposed to hire someone to guard
the place? You wouldn't listen to advice, and the shop was almost smashed up." "Little Honey, isn't it all
because of you?" "Grandpa, you can't blame them..." Nearby shopkeepers heard the gunshot
and called the police. A patrol car arrived.

A male and female police officer stood side-by-side, looking helpless. They questioned the shop owner and surrounding witnesses
, asking them one by one. When it was Yu Shuang and Lilia's turn, they presented their ISBI agent badges.
The officer was about to salute, but Lilia declined. ISBI, in addition to unifying global intelligence agencies,
can also directly command the police agencies of various governments. This regulation was formally adopted by
the United Nations General Assembly took effect immediately.

"What brings you two officers here?" "Just having a meal." The officer "
politely " questioned them, and Yu Shuang and Lilia answered truthfully, stating what they had witnessed. "Excuse
me, is the gang fighting here serious?" The policewoman replied, "Sir, the area south of South 13th Street
is designated as a Level 1 security zone." The Paramount Ballroom is located on South 13th Street. After gathering evidence
, a tow truck and several ambulances arrived to remove everything from the scene.

Lilia asked Yu Shuang in confusion, "Isn't China a peaceful and great nation?
Why would Chinese people randomly fire bullets to seek revenge?" The beautiful girl was speechless for a moment, only able to give a sweet, bitter smile. The restaurant
owner approached the two young women. "Weren't you the ones who helped us just now?" Yu Shuang
replied coquettishly, "No, not at all, it was nothing." The owner chuckled, "The more humble
you are, the more it means you've done us a great favor. You should be even more grateful."

He and the others returned to the restaurant, invited the two women to sit down, and had someone clean up the broken glass outside the door. "
My surname is Luo, and I own this 'Paramount' restaurant. This place is
the culmination of my hard work over the past ten years, and I absolutely cannot allow it to be taken over by those scoundrels. To thank you for your
assistance and life-saving grace, any dishes you order will be free of charge." Lilia
smiled broadly, but Yu Shuang was not. She thought that this Mr. Luo probably had ulterior motives.

"Although I don't know how you managed to shield our shop from that fierce barrage of gunfire, I've seen countless people
, and I can tell you're no ordinary person. I can't be mistaken. Perhaps I should ask you..." The shopkeeper was halfway through
his request when a voice came from the doorway, a Japanese-accented English: "Old Luo, are you there
?" Yu Shuang and Lilia felt the tone and voice were very familiar. 'Could it be Ryo?'
They both looked towards the door, and indeed, it was 'City Hunter'—Ryo Yu and his assistant, Haruka
Hara! Their eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly froze...

Ah Xiang shouted first, "Xi Zi, what are you doing here?" Lilia retorted, "
We 're here to eat, of course. I was also wondering why you and that big pervert were in
Chinatown." The hunter chuckled, "Because I received an airmail from the owner of this shop, Mr. Luo, saying he had
something important to ask of me, so I rushed over from Japan." Mr. Luo suddenly realized, "Ah
Liao, so you know these two young ladies."

"A few years ago, I was asked to investigate some strange cases in New York. Mr. Luo
took good care of me back then, so when he needed my help, I was always there for him."
Ah Liao said righteously. However, when he saw Yu Shuang's stunning beauty and figure, his lecherous
nature remained unchanged, and his ugly, obscene behavior was fully revealed. Lilia, annoyed, quipped, "
Since Yuuko didn't use 'Regretful Dragon's Hatred Kill' to kill you last time, you can't change your attitude anymore?" She
knew exactly what to say, hitting a nerve with the hunter's drooping lips.

But he recovered quickly, his mouth instantly returning to its rounded shape. "Old Luo, your good fortune is truly
remarkable. If I had known, I wouldn't have come." Luo Mi, the shopkeeper's granddaughter, asked sweetly, "
Brother Liao, what do you mean...?" "You are...? You're Xiao Mi? It's been years since I last saw you, and you've grown even more
charming and beautiful. How old are you this year...?" "I'm fourteen. Brother Liao, don't just
reminisce , you've only said half the story..." the impatient girl said. "Old Luo, Xiao Mi, have you two ever
mentioned 'the hunter and the eagle'?" the hunter said smugly.

The outspoken Luo Mi replied, "No, it's 'Eagle and Hunter,' right? Brother A-Liao, are you
implying that this young lady in black is 'Eagle'?" Yu Liao smiled and nodded
, "Exactly. She's ISBI's top intelligence agent—'The Vast Eagle.' With her, this matter can be
easily resolved; I don't need to get involved." While Luo Mi was initially alarmed, a surge of joy welled up within him
. "Heaven is helping me! My 'Luo Sheng Society' can escape its calamity."

Yu Shuang, Lilia, and Yuan Xiangliang glared at the Hunter in unison—how reckless!
They hadn't even asked 'Eagle's' opinion first. "Miss, I haven't yet asked your name,"
Luo Mi politely inquired. "My name is Xiao Yu Shuang, and my Japanese name is Xiao Ye Xi Zi. Please excuse me."
"Teacher. The beautiful girl beside me is named Lilia." Lilia had no choice but to bow
and greet the shop owner and Romy.

"Mr. Romy, could you please tell me the origin of your so-called 'calamity'
? If it's within my power, I will definitely do my best to help you," the
girl pleaded earnestly. The six of them sat down around a large round table. Old Luo sighed deeply and said, "My
name is Luo Han, and I am a second-generation Chinese American. My ancestors formed the 'Luo
Sheng Society' to protect our compatriots, with the main purpose of strengthening ties and jointly resisting foreign aggression. After the times changed, all kinds of gangs emerged
, and their nature changed as well. Like the 'Longma Gate' that came to challenge us this time, although they use
the guise of 'Longma Spirit, Protecting Our Chinese,' they secretly sell drugs, smuggling, and forcing women into prostitution. Their original
good intentions have vanished, and their sense of righteousness has been lost."

"That kind of malignant tumor should be removed. Why not call the police? Why fight against them?" "
Miss Xiao, the influence of the 'Longma Gate' has penetrated into all levels of society, even the police and the legal system are not spared. Do you
think we can fight them through this route?" The young woman was speechless. "My good-for-nothing granddaughter is also implicated
." "Miss Luo, she...?" "Little Honey, tell me yourself. Just thinking about it makes me
inexplicably angry!" "Grandpa... I..." "Speak quickly!" "Alright... I'll tell you..."
The girl pouted her pretty lips.

"I... I've fallen in love with the only son of the 'Dragon Horse Sect' leader..." Luo Mi murmured
shyly, hesitating to speak, perhaps there was more to the story. "That wretched girl! Xiao Mi's parents and
Zhu Mufeng, the current leader of the 'Dragon Horse Gate,' were childhood sweethearts. Xiao Mi's mother,
who is also my daughter, is the most beautiful girl in Chinatown, pursued by many. Zhu Mufeng and Xiao Mi's father
were naturally among those who pursued her. Their competition was so fierce that they went from being close friends to becoming formidable rivals and
eventually turned against each other . Later, my daughter chose Xiao Mi's father and distanced herself from Zhu Mufeng; Zhu never
gave up and kept pestering her, causing the whole family a lot of trouble. Half a year later, Zhu also got married, and a year
later , I heard that his wife gave birth to a son; another year later, my daughter gave birth to Luo Mi."

"After Xiao Mi was born, the Zhu family went even further, directly targeting the 'Paramount'
restaurant I managed. Xiao Mi's mother was working at the counter and doing the accounting at the time. A bunch of thugs stormed in, driving away all
the customers , overturning tables and chairs, and causing chaos. If I hadn't known some martial arts, the restaurant would have been closed long ago.
Until seven years ago, a shooting battle broke out on South 12th Street. The 'Rashomon Society' and the 'Dragon Horse Gate
' factions, due to conflicts over territory and interests, escalated into bloodshed. Xiao Mi's parents
and grandmother perished in that catastrophe, all at the hands of Zhu Mufeng! This little brat
doesn't hold a grudge against their deep-seated hatred and bloodlust; instead, she's fallen for Zhu's only son—Zhu Ye! I'm
so angry I could vomit blood! I spoiled her too much since she was little; this pampering is the root of all her troubles." He gritted his teeth, filled with resentment.

"My
only love, springing from my only love," Romi murmured softly. Romi? Zhu Ye? For no reason, Yu Shuang
thought of a famous work by the English literary giant Shakespeare. Lilia looked at her with a strange look;
she might also be recalling this popular classic of love. "Won't it turn into a huge tragedy?
" Lilia whispered in Yu Shuang's ear. "Don't worry, someone else is in charge.
Once someone else gets involved, I won't allow it to end tragically," the beautiful girl said confidently.

Luo Han asked A-Liao, "A-Liao, now that you're here, I won't let you leave empty-handed.
I'll take care of your food and lodging with A-Xiang, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the reward afterwards. So, what's your opinion...
?" The hunter, with a heart full of righteous indignation, replied, "Lord Luo, just say the word, and I, A-Liao,
will absolutely go through fire and water, even unto death!" The boss's question turned to the stunning beauty, "Miss Yu Shuang, what about you? Considering I
'm a lonely old man, please lend a helping hand." "Lord Luo, Yu Shuang is willing to lend you
a hand to resolve this feud." Her beautiful tone was firm and powerful.

The agreement was reached. Luo Han's residence was about six or seven hundred meters away from the Paramount. The city
hunter and Yuan Xiang took up their posts for protection, while Yu Shuang and Lilia went back to the hotel to check out, retrieve their luggage and "
home," and then moved in. A tight security network was formed. The "Dragon Horse Gate" were still unaware of
the sudden change in circumstances and were still trying to understand the reasons for the failure of the afternoon's raid. The "Eagle's" magnificent wings spread wide
, soaring high. Whether the grudges of Chinatown could be forgotten with a laugh depended on the subsequent "
disruptions" of the four outsiders.

Night fell quietly. The warm yellow light bathed the Luo family's vast residence. Peaceful. Mysterious.

"Knock, knock, knock..." A soft knock on the door. "Who is it?" Luo Mi asked. "
Miss Mi, it's me, Yu Shuang. Lilia and Sister Xiang are behind me. We'd like to come into your
room, is that alright?" "The door isn't locked, please open it and come in." The girl deftly entered
, followed by Lilia and Yuan Xiang. Xiang closed and locked the door, afraid that A Liao might...
"I'm sorry to bother you so soon, Miss Mi," she apologized. "
It's alright , I always sleep late."

"No one comes here without a reason. This afternoon, while listening to Miss Xiaomi's confession, I sensed some concealment
. If we don't clarify the truth, we might not be able to help you much. So the three of us came to investigate.
" The girl spoke frankly, knowing Xiaomi was a straightforward woman. "Sigh... Miss, you're too meticulous
. I did have something I didn't tell Grandpa... I was afraid he'd be
furious and might disown me as his granddaughter." Xiaomi, though a beautiful young woman, possessed a masculine air,
handsome and intelligent.

Seriously! This fueled their curiosity even more. "What exactly happened..." "She's
already had physical relations with him..." The beauties surrounding Luo Mi's body gasped in astonishment. "
What? Already..." The young woman was formidable; Xiaomi was only fourteen years old. The most difficult opening line
was finally uttered, but Xiao Mi's boldness grew. "Yes! I gave my virginity to the boy I loved most.
" She spoke with certainty and composure. Silence fell. No one dared to ask further.

The floodgates opened. Luo Mi began to recount the entire affair in reverse chronological order. Three months ago
, on a Saturday, when the Paramount Ballroom was closed, Xiao Mi, who was in charge of shopping, accompanied a maid to a nearby
supermarket. She excitedly browsed the selections, when suddenly, Xiao Mi caught a glimpse of a
handsome young man passing by on her right, his melancholic air and kind smile captivating. Her
heart pounded, swaying with his every move, and the celery she held in her delicate hand slipped and spilled.
The floor. An unexpected matchmaker.

"Miss, your celery..." The young man knelt down, picked it up, and
handed it to Xiao Mi. She snapped back to reality, realizing her cheeks were burning hot. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell
? Your lovely face is so hot!" "No, no, no!" The more she denied it, the more the evidence
became clear. "Hello, my name is Zhu Ye, I live nearby." "I... I'm Luo Mi, I
don't live far either." The two struck up a conversation, finding common ground. If Xiao Mi's maid hadn't called her, she
would have completely forgotten her responsibilities.

After that, she and Zhu Ye continued their relationship. Over the past month, their feelings developed rapidly and
irresistibly . Xiao Mi noticed the character "dragon" engraved on Zhu Ye's necklace. After questioning him, he
confessed that he was the only son of the leader of the "Dragon Horse Gate"; she also told him that she was the
grandson of the president of the "Luo Sheng Society"—a sworn enemy—and they began to fall in love. The profound shock left her depressed
for a while ; she couldn't forget him, and neither could he. They secretly met, avoiding public scrutiny,
enjoying the thrill and adventure—they preferred it all. The timid Zhu Ye, encouraged by Xiao Mi, bravely continued her love
! Could love transcend years of hatred?

A little over ten days ago, Luo Mi arranged to meet Zhu Ye in an empty house. Their parents and followers
began to suspect their actions; meeting was like climbing to heaven—a battle of determination to win. They embraced tightly.
"Mi, I missed you so much. I've been lingering alone outside your house, afraid of being recognized by your family
and servants , just longing for your blue eyes." Xiao Mi was speechless, only weeping sweetly, holding him even
tighter. Luo Mi's breasts were ripening, their crescent-shaped waves and soft touch far surpassing even the most voluptuous
breasts . Zhu Ye's lower chest was gently pressed against the alluring breasts of this young girl, her
small nipples hardening slightly under the pressure—the poetic Luo Mi was moved. The night, brimming with the boundless allure of
spring, provided cover for the young lovers' clandestine tryst.

"Mi, your body is so soft. It feels so good to hold you." The girl blushed sweetly and
pinched his nose. "Usually timid as a mouse, but now you're so bold?" "
Mi, if we continue like this… will it end well?" "I don't care anymore, I'm not afraid,
what are you afraid of?" "Then… I'm not afraid either!" Ye's hand suddenly moved, touching Mi's pair of
budding breasts. "Ouch! You pervert!" Mi's soft cry was hardly a protest!

Luo Mi wore no covering beneath her thin veil. The girl's fleshy fragrance filled the air, and the timid Zhu Ye became
a wolf in sheep's clothing, his lamb-like appearance transforming and concealing, his wolfish nature emerging. "Oh... Ye, no more
... no..." He squeezed one breast while rubbing the girl's nipple back and forth. It was rare to see a young man with such
superb flirting skills!

Author

: Dream Builder

Chapter 5, Heartbreak! Chinese Overseas - Chapter Two: Love and Hate in Chinatown

Luo Mi, experiencing love for the first time, was so embarrassed that she didn't know what kind of "proper" reaction to have. She was skilled in martial arts,
the rightful heir to the "Tiger and Crane Double Overlord Fist," a fact that Xiao Mi was proud of. Before
her lover, Mi suppressed her restless hand—it was Ye. With anyone else, the demon would have already broken through the thick wall. "Mmm..."
A girl 's sweet moan escaped her lips, her budding lust rising—Xiao Mi, raised with traditional values
, grappled with the temptations of her lover. Which weighed more? It was a difficult choice. A struggle ensued.

The lover's demonic fingers caressed the graceful curves of her body. Growing up abroad, this Eastern girl
, with her more developed and well-nourished body, possessed a mature beauty that was
an inexhaustible treasure in the hands of the young, handsome boy. "Ye's hands... seem to have eyes and a mind... I
don't even understand my own body... what he gives me... oh... is more than I imagined..." Luo Mi half-closed
her hazy eyes, indescribable pleasure emanating from her slender waist, the sensation moving downwards
, reaching her fragrant buttocks.

"Ah! No, you can't touch me there..." Inheriting her mother's stunning beauty, she
strictly adhered to the ancient doctrine of "men and women should not touch each other," but their agreement had already been broken, indulging in passionate caresses
, repeatedly challenging her principle of "chastity." Zhu Ye's hands grasped and squeezed her buttocks, their round, firm
flesh just the right size to be gently held, and Ye couldn't stop. Encouraged by this, his devilish heart
shone brightly, and the boy's desire burned as fiercely as the July sun.

Zhu Ye, not long past fifteen, was young and timid, but his sexual experience was
exceptionally rich. He had always disliked martial arts and swords, and his mother had spoiled him rotten. As an only child, his father
, Zhu Mufeng, was often away from home under various pretexts, either on business trips or visiting other places, leaving this resentful woman alone in her empty room
, sighing and lamenting. At the age of throes, her sexual hunger was like an ant on a hot pan; she needed an outlet
—surrounded by maids and servants, she had no substitutes. The conclusion came to her—she thought of her own
son Zhu Ye, a budding man nearing fifteen.

One day, Zhu Ye, as usual, went to the master bedroom early in the morning to greet his mother. "Ye'er, come here to your mother
." "Yes, Mother." He approached her and stood beside her. Zhu Ye's biological mother—Wan Yi
—was languidly alluring, just awakened, and quite charming. She wore an almost completely transparent morning gauze, revealing her mature,
radiant body, without even an undergarment. The heat was the perfect excuse,
even if the air conditioning made one shiver.

Zhu Ye's eyes darted around his mother Wan Yi's jade-like body, as if afraid he wouldn't get enough of looking at her
; his gaze was filled with lust, she wanted her son to look at her with increasingly lewd eyes. "Ye'er, what are you looking at
?" she asked shyly. His mouth was dry. Caught red-handed, the peeping tom. He replied guiltily
, "Nothing, I wasn't looking at anything." His gaze quickly darted away. "Nothing? You little pervert!
Mom's an old woman with no looks, not worth your time looking at."

"Who says? I think you're a great beauty, Mom, full of charm, and with a sexy, alluring
figure ." Wan Yi chuckled inwardly—this little rascal, he'd been eyeing her for a while now… father and son are alike!
She feigned sadness and sobbed, "Your father always finds excuses not to come home, preferring to stay elsewhere
rather than spend time with us. Doesn't this mean your mother has lost her charm and is getting old?
" Zhu Ye comforted her, "That's Dad's fault, ignoring his beautiful wife at home. Mom, please
stop crying . I will take good care of you."

"Ye'er, how do you plan to 'take good care of' me?" The beautiful woman's eyes were full of allure,
even the naive Zhu Ye couldn't resist. "I will spend more time with Mom, and I will never disobey her."
"Mom's heartfelt wish is because you are my dearest, and you brought me into this world."
Though timid, he was quite adept at sweet talk. "Isn't that enough? Mom has so many worries
that no one can share with her." "Mom, tell me, I'll do my best to help you."

"Like... I'm so scared to sleep alone in such a big room every night." "
Then I'll move in and sleep on the sofa next door." "Also, such a big bed,
what if there are bad people?" "I'll protect you." "I'm used to being able to fall asleep only when I'm hugging someone
." "Then I'll let you hug me to sleep." Once Zhu Ye said this, it was like a horse that couldn't be taken back; her pretty face immediately flushed
red, and her suppressed lustful desires as a mother complex surfaced.

"Really, really?" Wan Yi exclaimed sweetly, her heart pounding. The handsome young man
nodded . "Alright, Ye'er, show your mother, see if you're truly filial." "Yes...
" Zhu Ye had no choice but to take off his shoes and climb onto the master bed, kneeling before his mother, Wan Yi. Wan Yi opened her arms
and hugged her son tightly; she hadn't held him like this for seven or eight years. Back then, it was just motherly love;
this time , it was the ultimate forbidden incestuous love!

"Kiss me, kiss your beloved mother!" Zhu Ye hesitated for a moment, then made his decision. His lips
pressed against his mother's fragrant lips, sucking and licking lightly, his tongue swirling wildly, the forbidden flames of passion melting away, blooming into decadent
fireworks. Their lips parted, "Ye'er, Mom needs a man, right now. Can you be Mom's
man ? Give Mom your love, okay?" What could Zhu Ye say? With such a beautiful woman before him,
tender flesh so delicious it was practically in his grasp, how could he let her go? Even the natural order of mother and son could be abandoned!

"Mom... I love you..." Ye's kiss returned, the two lovers, defying all moral boundaries, clung together in a tangled
embrace , their physical heat resisting the air conditioning that demanded they calm down. "Ha...ha..." Excited,
chaotic breathing, dangerous, uneasy, Zhu Ye's reason teetered on the brink of collapse. The other was a cold, alluring, and sweet
middle-aged woman—no, his birth mother. Adam and Eve could have incestuous relations with their offspring, for they were
sinners expelled from Eden by God, sinners, incapable of salvation. The devout adherence to Christian doctrine
clashed with his demonic desires—Satan's sharp hand had torn apart the sacred cross; morality had sunk
into ruin . The devil smiled victoriously.

His fleshy hand reached out, attacking Wan Yi's collar. Tear it down swiftly. His other
hand assisted, splitting her expensive, high-class nightgown in two, each
hand one side symmetrically, in less than five seconds. Zhu Ye's lustful and unwavering nature was subtly at play. "
Ah!" She hadn't expected Zhu Ye to be so decisive at this moment. What a delicate body. A pampered
noblewoman, her skin was smooth and elastic, no less than that of a young girl. Wan Yi, who diligently maintained her appearance, was proud
of her superior natural beauty. Having once been a teacher at a Chinese primary school, she had captivated countless men,
comparable to the "Flower of Chinatown," only her family was not as prosperous as the Luo family.

"Wow! So beautiful! Mom, not only do you look young, but your skin is so
delicate ." Zhu Ye praised her like a beast. His hand reached out again, directly kneading Wan Yi's pair of firm, full breasts
. A tremor ran through the sensitive woman's body as her son's hands greedily and affectionately grasped and kneaded the
breasts that had once nurtured him. "Oh...so comfortable..." Such intimate caresses! Ye's fingertips pinched and twisted her
nipples , an abnormal current of energy traveling through her body. The widowed, resentful mother happily enjoyed her son
's reward.

Wanyi loved beauty and maintained her youthful appearance. Her curvaceous, fleshy body trembled with Zhu Ye's caresses.
The lustful mother's pleasure—guilt, shame, and the five cardinal virtues—she hadn't been unaware of these feelings. But,
to prevent her pure, delicate body from being defiled by an unknown person, letting her beloved
Ye ignite the ultimate flame of motherly love was a wise strategy. Seducing a
young man was too easy for her with her superior allure—especially her own son with whom she spent every day.

Unsatisfied, Zhu Ye changed tactics. Extending his attack deeper, he pressed towards her flat stomach, where a thick patch of pubic hair
lay below , a dark, alluring, and provocative sight. He struck her hard, and Wan Yi
cried out sweetly—he cruelly pulled up her pubic hair, the pain of being tortured unbearable. "So much hair… Mom
. There's a saying in ancient Chinese books—'Hairy women are also passionate.' I wonder if it's true?" "
Ye'er , it hurts!" he scoffed. He then pressed his mother down, forcing her to spread her long, slender legs
. Eastern women's legs are generally slender and straight, with delicate ankles; Western women's figures are slightly more assertive,
and they tend to become overweight and bloated with age—due to precocious development—early blooming buds
wither early.

"Mom! Let me learn the sex education I didn't learn before! I want to see where I
was born!" Wan Yi tried to break free technically, only fueling Ye'er's intense desire. Parting the dense
thicket, two deep red clam lips emerged. "Hmm, is this Mom's vulva? Beautiful
color..." A finger opened the convenient gate, gently parting it to reveal the vaginal opening and urethral orifice—a clear and
complete anatomical lesson in female reproductive organs!

Zhu Ye felt a surge of physical urge in his lower body; the beast within him repeatedly tried to break
free. "Not yet... so soon... it's too easy for Mommy." At fourteen years
and eight months, he already understood the importance of teasing his prey until they were powerless to resist... before taking a bite! Then let's first
taste this exquisite spot, the "gate of life, the gate of death"! Without delay, his mouth
opened, and his little tongue licked down. The pointed tip pierced her clitoris, and Wan Yi was struck by a sudden surge of
pleasure , almost losing control. She wanted to teach her son about sexual experience, not use him as a sacrificial
offering. However, she hadn't expected—this child was so exceptionally gifted; even just occasionally peeping at her and
his father's naked, bloody lovemaking revealed his secrets.

His tongue swirled at the entrance of her vagina, sexual excitement burning throughout her body. Wanyi wondered where her son's
skills came from—his father, a man like a flower-destroying demon? He was so energetic. Ye's
mouth held her clitoris, his teeth biting, a strange sensation of pain and numbness ambushing her again. This little beast
! He understood her needs too well… Wanyi felt a pang of regret. Her swaying waist couldn't escape
the licking that made a wronged woman moan; her son's tongue was like a spirit—poking, inserting, sweeping, curling—
far superior to her self-pleasure.

"Ye'er... hurry, hurry and put your big thing in! Don't torture your dear
mommy anymore!" With a wicked yet dashing smile, the handsome young man quickly removed his trousers, revealing
a slender, green python-like body as thick as a bowl and as long as a rolling pin. She couldn't help but feel a mixture of joy and shyness. Ye'er
He was indeed a dragon among men—not only was his appearance handsome, but even his manhood was exceptionally magnificent—
a source . However, such a large rod, forcing its way into her narrow, fleshy hole, wouldn't
be easy! Would it tear? Her love juices were leaking far out.

Zhu Ye couldn't care less about that; what he
cared . Kneeling between Wan Yi's legs, he raised his proud, imposing rod, adjusted the distance, and fired
! The large glans forced its way away from the lips of her juicy mouth. "Ah! ... It hurts!" The mother was in so much pain she could barely
bear it , as if she had been deflowered a second time. "Be gentle! ... Mommy has never tasted something so big
before." Drilling through each hole, the boy's shaft carefully and cautiously returned to the snake hole. His beloved mother!
A little palpitating, trembling, Wan Yi's sweet dream of many years had finally come true, savoring
the superior sexual organs of her own offspring.

She was also a victim of incest. At thirteen, her biological father raped Wanyi.
Devastated she lost all interest in men and developed a phobia of sex. Her father used this as an excuse
to repeatedly assault her, calling it "treatment"—claiming he feared she would become
a lesbian . Wanyi, with her severely distorted views on sex, embarked on a path of incest, forcing
herself to accept that her father was her first man. Anesthesia. Her interest was also
projected onto Zhu Ye—what if Ye'er's first woman was me, Wanyi…

The boy's penis penetrated a quarter of the way, the tip not reaching Wanyi's cervix. Her clitoris was stretched taut
with pleasure; the pleasure of insertion was far inferior to a dildo. Zhu Ye chuckled triumphantly, pulling out
halfway She, having just reached the end of the sugarcane, was unwilling to accept this, "No! Don't pull it out!" A sudden
thrust, and she felt intense pleasure. This kind of shock can only be achieved by a man with great resources. Wanyi was completely
won ; her darling son, her precious flesh, was truly the most beloved woman in the world! A formidable rival to a burly man!

A series of long thorns, undulating waves, within her, her boneless, delicate body moved with his
speed, Zhu Ye's slender torso forcefully thrusting into this alluring female body. Such great strength, such
precise movements, completely controlling Wanyi's release of sexual desire and repressed lust, a natural expert, even
the protagonist of "The Carnal Prayer Mat," Wei Yangsheng, would probably cry out in inferiority. The day was not yet over, the pleasure had just begun. Zhu Ye
turned his mother's alluring body around, forcefully penetrating her from behind, the continuous screams of the woman, was it
pain? Was it pleasure? Zhu Ye couldn't tell.

Zhu Ye sat cross-legged, wanting Wanyi to sit in his lap as well, the wax drenching his dark orifice. She obeyed
, the feeling of fullness filling her vagina, before the child even burned, she was already intoxicated. "Mom, try shaking it,
it'll make you laugh to death!" Control shifted, she got the serve, and her first shot was a smash! A sudden
shake , and the strange sensation stirred her heart; her father's power was less than half! She adored her
Ye'er! Wan Yi shook wildly, sitting up and down, her tight vagina squeezing the hard male organ. The
first woman's vagina could bring Zhu Ye to the blissful state for the first time.

"Mommy... I... I... can't take it anymore!" A vicious stream of white fluid burst through the dam, and Wan Yi
simultaneously released her true vaginal fluid, concluding a harmonious erotic exchange between mother and son.
Ye'er's body collapsed, his eyes glazed, staring into the infinite distance; his birth mother, Wan Yi, tenderly stroked
her son's serpentine form, the serpentine body stirring again. "A boy full of energy. Youth is wonderful!
" Seeing her son's erect penis, she thought, "It's restless again. Mommy's here to comfort it
!" Her sweet lips parted, forcefully swallowing the large glans. It was difficult to get a grip; this thing was amazing.

"Mmm...oh..." Zhu Ye's face flushed red; her mother's after-sales service was working
. Using both tongue and lips, Wan Yi's oral sex was superb—honed by her father. Her father
demanded that both her upper and lower mouths be equally skilled to conquer a man. Her long, bright red fingernails dug into Ye'er's
clitoris, her wrists twisting and kneading, sucking and licking, determined to force Ye'er to erupt again. Her son couldn't
withstand such a test of skill. Twenty minutes later, he couldn't hold back any longer, ejaculating wildly,
even Wan Yi's throat, stomach, hair, and breasts—all were covered in her fluids.

And so, mother and son became acquainted. Wanyi, having acquired her "adulterer" with little effort
, was satisfied, and the drama of her inner turmoil ceased for months. Zhu Ye, deeply
infatuated , was able to return to the depths of his mother's womb—a remarkable feat. Ye's feelings towards Zhu Mufeng,
initially jealous, were now compounded by guilt—he had competed with his father for a woman. However, after
falling in , his guilt and jealousy lessened considerably; Luo Mi was more precious than his mother.

Zhu Ye was confused and bewildered. His scandalous affair with his mother…

His experiences had progressed in this way. It was inevitable. His mother's training was effective. How about it?

Zhu Ye's strange hands kneaded Luo Mi's buttocks, exploring the mysteries of womanhood in the crevice between the young girl's hips
. First, he found Xiao Mi's anus. The bud was newly opened, her clothes thin and sheer,
the pattern and stripes of her panties clearly visible. She was clearly there to seduce this handsome young demon. Through
the two layers of clothing, he inserted his fingers into the girl's anus. "Mmm...no...there...
oh..." Xiao Mi's panties were soaking wet. Even the most cheerful and beautiful girls are
all sensitive. He slightly parted his four fingers and moved downwards, caressing the girl's secret crevice, her chaste honey hole!

"Ah! How come it's where I pee! Ye, you're so lewd..." Zhu Ye remained indifferent
, his offensive continuing. The delicate woman's panties couldn't conceal the shape of her labia, especially since they were
so wet and sticky, completely transparent. "You said you didn't like it, Xiao Mi. Look at your little hole, all
excitedly stretched out. Like it's been raining heavily." He teased rudely, and Luo Mi smiled,
lightly tapping her lover's shoulder with her small hand.

He murmured softly, "Honey, I can't resist anymore. We love each other so much, why can't
we become one?" The girl deliberately tilted her head back in a daze, "One? Our hearts are already
one." "Our hearts are one. But our bodies have never been connected." He chuckled wickedly. Honey guessed his
thoughts , "Then what do you want...?" "It's simple, three words—I want you." "My heart
is already yours, Ye, you're not satisfied." "Loving each other is fine, but my steel body can't penetrate
three inches into your flesh, otherwise my love won't be secure." The girl blushed, was this how he asked for pleasure
? It was blackmail.

Zhu Ye's fingers caressed her sensitive clitoris, and the girl's honeyed fluids responded shamelessly,
"Honey, give yourself to me..." His lips brushed against Honey's ear, whispering, incredibly magnetic, the allure of
a handsome man . "Hmm... that's good... but you have to make sure my clothes are intact."
"Oh my!" Her lustful pleas, like a lustful beast's song, turned into a seductive melody, and she lost all restraint and boundaries.
Ye's hands began to work, stripping away the beauty's outer garments one by one, revealing Luo Mi's slender body, flaunting its power and passion to her lover
.

"Wonderful! Girls around my age are so pure and innocent,
like fallen angels." Ye seized his target, embracing her with such force that even Xiao Mi was momentarily
stunned . She understood it was her beautiful body that triggered the sexual chemistry, and smiled sweetly. He licked her like a wolfhound
licking a tiger's bone, afraid of missing any nutritional value, his saliva coating every inch of the girl's fragrant skin.
His eyes burned with fire, a powerless rebirth, a demon, a howl under the moonlight. The belt fell silently, stripping Zhu Ye of his outer
trousers and inner lining.

Luo Mi hadn't yet reached this stage, and being treated so "courtesy" by a boy left her bewildered,
clinging to his waist, her legs weak and numb, her surging physical needs constantly creating a surge. "Ah... Ye
... my Ye..." The girl's inner thighs bore witness to sex, a mixture of male and female bodily fluids, white and yellow
, a scene of wantonness. Xiao Mi's half-closed starry eyes glanced down, and a magnificent automatic
heavy machine gun was mounted on a sandbag, its muzzle aimed at her sweet, delicate opening. She cried out shyly.

"It's too big! It'll hurt so much..." The tension was palpable, and with the gun loaded, it
was futile for her to back down. The gun charged forward and downward, Zhu Ye lifted Xiao Mi's left thigh, the
muzzle pointing at someone. The mortar head at the tip, the flower petals opening outwards, the girl trembled with fear and pain
like a pear blossom swaying in a hurricane, withered grass being buried in the earth. The glans emerged again, the vaginal opening widened, a thin barrier separating them. "
Is this honey's hymen? I've never tasted the sweetness of a virgin's hole. Tonight's visit was worth it; I could
die without regrets."

A thrust! The shockwave intensified Romi's pain; the glans pierced the guard, like a tidal wave
assaulting her body. Oh! Her heart pounded. Why did she like this?
The worldly- Romi treated sex like homework, a solitary indulgence of wild
essence. The god of love, pouring purple grape juice upon his worshipper, intoxicated him
, thus forming a mysterious religion. A secret cult.

"Ouch! A little lighter! A little slower!" Romi pleaded. The flames of Zhu Ye had just begun
, hundreds of rounds of loading complete; how could it stop so easily? It displayed the inherent virtue of the Chinese—
hard work and diligence, only when it's done is it considered done. Ye's perseverance and actions were all-out, striking the bell relentlessly
, her heartfelt acceptance—the brilliance of womanhood is based on this—they are truly
awe-inspiring! Oh, awe-inspiring.

The maiden's precious blood flowed slowly, the river meandering, trickling gently, while Xiao Mi's clear tears
wept in unison. Zhu Ye's ability was extraordinary; forty minutes of thrusting still hadn't resulted in ejaculation—poor Luo Mi,
her tender vulva red as a swollen peach, her lover hadn't finished. The nine hundredth thrust! The ancient method of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one still
couldn't withstand the shy beauty of Mi's vagina. He released his primordial yang, the exploding white waterfall
spraying with the pulled-out radish head, her womb and small pot filled with his seed, and she collapsed in
the arms of the perpetrator. In the ethereal void, the joyful ocean ship of love set sail.

The beginner's etude was finished. Both will face an unpredictable fate.

Zhu Ye's mother, Wan Yi, is furious upon learning of his affair with Xiao Mi, believing her beloved son has committed "
emotional infidelity" and that Luo Mi is her "number one rival"! Zhu's father, upon learning the news, is even more enraged,
monitoring Ye's every move closely. Meanwhile, Luo Han is heartbroken that his granddaughter, whom he raised with such hardship,
has betrayed him—falling in love with his enemy. A cold war ensues; Luo Han doesn't speak to Xiao Mi for three days and three nights, and
the girl cries for three whole days.

Xiao Mi finishes her summary. A moment of silence falls over the boudoir, the ears of the three sweet-voiced listeners flushed
crimson . The most sensual, Yu Shuang, her thin panties as wet as Luo Mi's at that moment,
her love juices overflowing in the swivel chair, makes her restless; Yuan Xiang and Lilia are not to be outdone, their lower bodies
as slippery as the Yellow River in Hong Feng. "Xiao Mi, you two are so open-minded and adventurous. You're even willing to give up your lives
for priceless love," Ah Xiang praised.

"What's so special about that? The Chinese 'Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai,' the English 'Romeo
and Juliet,' their steadfast and magnificent love stories. These petty romances pale in comparison,
" Luo Mi said, her eyes brimming with tears, which she stubbornly held back. "Ye and I have made a promise: if our
parents object to it, we'll commit suicide together!" Lilia interjected. "Xiao Mi,
don't Zhu Ye and his mother have an affair?" "Ye was seduced; it wasn't his
own choice. We don't blame him."

Selfless love, blind passion. After calming her desires, Yu Shuang cooed sweetly, "
Alright . Honey, considering your sincere affection, I'll help and support you." "With
the support of Sister Yu Shuang, Lilia, and Sister A Xiang, perhaps we won't need to resort to our ultimate methods?" Luo Mi's
restless heart found temporary comfort. After not smiling for many days, she finally revealed her charming and beautiful face.

"Shh..." Yu Shuang lowered her voice and pointed to the door, "Someone's eavesdropping outside.
" The four looked in the direction she was pointing, and "Bang!" A tent flap immediately smashed through Honey's door. "
Whoa !" The girls cried out. Yuan Xiang stood up, "It's definitely that bastard
!" She turned the lock. But there was Yu Liao pressed flat against the door, his nostrils gushing blood,
like a snake's hard pillar piercing the door, firmly 'nailed' to the door. "Ah Xiang... help me..." Ah
Liao groaned. "Pervert! Who taught you to hear what you shouldn't have heard? You deserve it!"

Xiao Mi sweetly cried, "Sister Ah Xiang, let me show you my skills." She rushed forward, "'Tiger
and Crane Double Overlord Fist'—'Tiger Crouching, Crane Clawing'!" Left tiger, right crane, both palms struck out with real force, striking
the doorway. Ah Liao's body was ejected at high speed, detached, and then crashed into another wall,
his body sinking in and becoming stuck. The hunter was in so much pain he almost fainted! Ah Xiang and Xiao Mi
each pulled his tall, strong body out. Ah Liao's retinas were filled with stars. Twinkling, twinkling
. Two handprints were branded on the door.

The three beauties left Xiao Mi's room. "Xi Zi, what's your idea?" Ah Xiang
grabbed Ah Liao with one hand and asked Yu Shuang with interest. "That depends on the severity of the situation. The worst-
case scenario —they'll tear down 'Dragon Horse Gate.' Heh..." Will 'Brahma Illusionary White Dragon'
be unsheathed and unleashed its power in New York's Chinatown? What kind of scene will it create? I dare not imagine...

"Alright, Yuuko, Lilia, I'm going back to my room to properly punish this lecherous devil. You two go back first..."
"Go to sleep!" Yuan Xiang said with a sly smile. "?" Yu Shuang and the others were completely confused. Seeing Ah Xiang
dragging the defeated tiger back to the room, Lilia's little habit kicked in again: "Yu Shuang,
shall we listen to what's going on inside?" "Last time you spotted a
couple (the model couple Ah Lang and Xiao Xue) having fun in Da Liuqiu, and now you want to..." "
I'm just curious..." "Alright... I'll gladly keep you company." The beautiful girl shook her head and smiled.

The two girls leaned in and listened intently through the door. Inside... "Ah Xiang! What... what are you doing?
Why are you binding my hands and feet so tightly?" the hunter protested loudly. "Ah Liao, you've made a huge
mistake. A grown man has no right to eavesdrop on girls' conversations. Eavesdropping wasn't enough; your wicked
lower half is also sticking its head out to greet us. Are you tired of living?" Her
tone was hardly that of a lecture. The cloying, seductive language was something even Ah Xiang herself couldn't stand. After being
deflowered by the hunter, she had become addicted to a 'sex addiction' far harder to break than drug addiction—
unable to extricate herself, she even dragged Yu Liao into it.

[SM.] The little toy that Yuan Xiang was newly intoxicated with. It matched her latent violent image—a hammer never leaving
her hand, a force to be reckoned with. Ah Xiang changed into a sexy and alluring queen's outfit—red prostitute lingerie,
stockings , and a bat-shaped blindfold. Cruel, lewd eyes radiated from the holes. Her jade-like hand
held a leather whip used for taming horses; a beautiful and seductive beast tamer. "Ah Xiang... you're trying this again
... Last time you tricked me, I slept for a whole day before I recovered. I might have
something to do tomorrow, I can't be lying in bed unable to move." He murmured in his dark reverie.

"I know. I'll only give you a little punishment, is that alright?" He raised his arm high. "
Queen Ah Xiang, please have mercy!" "Whoosh!" The whip fell, leaving a bloody welt on the hunter's skin
. "Crack! Crack!..." The whip fell like a torrential rain, and the naked, muscular Ah Liao could only endure it
. His penis was uncontrollably erect… The two beautiful girls outside the door were terrified. “
What is Sister Xiang doing to Brother Liao? Why is she using a whip? This isn’t a circus!” “Yu Shuang
, you’re so innocent. This is called ‘sadism.’ Sister Xiang is the queen—the sadist
; Brother Liao is the slave—the victim. Listen, Brother Liao seems to be enjoying it!
Why is Sister Xiang making some moaning sounds?”

“Lilia, my good sister. You’re the most wicked; you understand all this kind of evil stuff.” Yu
Shuang’s face flushed red. Nietzsche said, “Next time you go to a woman’s place
, remember to bring a whip.” A believer in atheism! The progenitor of great chauvinism! "My dear sister
," Lilia blinked her playful eyes, "next time when we visit your teacher, we must
ask Sister Xiang for that whip! Consider it a gift for your teacher! Well...
the first lash was a bit too much, wasn't it? Hmm... are you feeling the pain?" The beautiful girl playfully pinched
Lilia's ear, and she loudly begged for mercy.

"Who? Who's outside?" someone asked from inside the room. They exchanged glances and quickly slipped away. As
soon as Yu Shuang and Lilia entered the room, they locked the door. The two of them simultaneously collapsed onto the double bed, laughing
and moaning... There was no way around it; Xiang was Yu Liao's beloved yet feared nemesis, and their bickering
and playful banter only strengthened their bond. An unconventional couple.

"Knock knock knock..." Who was it again? Yu Shuang got up and opened the door. "Little Honey? What are you doing here?
Come in and we'll talk." She invited her inside. The three sat together on the bed. "Please speak, Honey. Is there something you need
? I'll be happy to help," the beautiful girl said sweetly and generously. "Um... well, I'll just say it...
I want to see Ye tomorrow. Sister Yushuang, will you take me?" Luo Mi murmured shyly
. Lilia and Yushuang exchanged glances. Yushuang said softly, "You mean what you say.
Honey , what time do you want to go?" "Three o'clock in the afternoon. The shop is closed tomorrow,
but I want to venture into danger because I miss Ye so much!"

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