The Teachings of Love

The Cooperative, where students were still packed during the break between the third and third periods, was bustling with activity. The

children jostled for the freshly delivered cooked food, second only to the midday break in terms of noise.

Rather than spending time buying food at noon, or even just eating, the students preferred to use that time for a nap.

After all, eight or even nine classes a day were exhausting.

Amidst this noisy commotion, a fight broke out outside the Cooperative.

But the students seemed unfazed.

Da Peng and his gang were beating the skinny Tian Cai.

"Where's the fried rice? Where's our Brother Peng's fried rice?"

"Sold...sold out."

"Sold out? You think saying it's sold out is enough? And what about my hand roll?"

A Hou kicked Tian Cai hard, sending him crashing into the wall, cowering on the ground, too afraid to move.

"Hand roll!"

"Sold out too..."

"Of course it's sold out because you're so slow! I—"

Just as he was about to kick him again, A Hou was suddenly punched in the stomach and immediately passed out.

Everyone was stunned, especially Da Peng.

The punch was delivered by Fu Mei, the cooperative's new accountant. She protected Tian Cai and glared at Da Peng.

"Wang Da Peng, I told you last time, if I see you bullying Xu Tian Cai again, you're finished."

Fu Mei put one hand on her hip and pointed at Da Peng with the other.

"Student, take him to the infirmary."

Fu Mei randomly picked a student who was watching the commotion to help. The student looked unlucky, but

seeing Fu Mei's murderous gaze, he had no choice but to obediently help Tian Cai up and leave the scene.

"Hey, Teacher Zhang, notify the disciplinary office to handle this."

"I say, Fu Mei, you don't need to worry about this, do you?"

Zhang Suzhen, who managed the cooperative, believed that Fu Mei had only gotten the job through connections and was placed by the principal. She was

n't a permanent employee and should just manage the money and goods. There was no need for her to interfere in the students' affairs.

"I hate seeing people bully the weak! Especially these students, again and again!"

Fu Mei couldn't help but roar, scaring Su Zhen so much that she quickly called the disciplinary office

. It was better to hand them over to the disciplinary office than to this crazy woman.

Tang Huailu, the head of the disciplinary group, scolded the students who hadn't returned to the classroom after the bell rang, and took Wang Dapeng, Hou Yuhao

, and their group to the disciplinary office. These problem students, whose demerits had accumulated to the point of almost being expelled, were beyond his

ability to manage except by issuing demerits. He had no choice but to pass the most serious hot potato, Wang Dapeng, to the counseling office, while the other students

were called back to the classroom as if nothing had happened.

Thinking about having to notify all the parents again, Tang Huailu's stomach ulcer flared up again. Sitting in his office

chair , he felt that this job was thankless and that he was unlucky. The physical education teachers took turns serving as the head of the disciplinary group, so why did he have to

encounter these particularly difficult plagues? The principal, who only cared about college entrance exam pass rates and not about counseling problem students, turned a deaf ear to the complaints of

his superior, the discipline director Hong Qianqian. This had already left Hong Qianqian disheartened,

resigned to being a rubber stamp in the discipline office, pushing the pressure of dealing with students onto the head of the student affairs team.

Even though the school was riddled with problems, its college entrance exam pass rates still far surpassed other schools in the county,

so many parents went to great lengths to send their children here.

--- "Another fight? Tell Tang Huailu to arrange for the parents to come, prepare the venue and refreshments, and have the counseling office come too

. Yes, if the parents are not satisfied, I will intervene. Yes, handle it that way. I'll talk to Wu Fumei later, okay."

"Hey, keep going, don't stop."

Even on the phone, Sheng Xuanmin continued to boldly fondle the body before him in the principal's office.

"That Wu Fumei, she really knows how to give me trouble! Okay, that's all for now."

Although the scene was in the sacred school campus, the woman was now wildly shaking her body, absurdly

having sex with the school principal.

"Hurry up! We already agreed last time, if you want me to use your reference books and test papers, you either have to give our

school some 'benefits,' or you have to see if you can make me ejaculate!"

Jia Rong was almost unconscious, her upper body lying on the glass cover of the newly built school building model, letting Sheng Xuanmin

thrust into her from behind.

Her exquisite, flawless white body was only wearing black garter belts and thigh-high stockings.

"Wearing this when you're out doing business? What will the students and teachers think if they see you?"

Actually, Jia Rong dressed like this today so that she could successfully please this lewd principal and get the company's reference books

into this prestigious school in the county.

Jia Rong was very confident in her teaching materials, feeling that the content was well-organized and would definitely be helpful to students,

but the new publishing house was not well-known, and sales had not been good in the year since publication.

"Look, our new school building."

Sheng Xuanmin was very satisfied with the architectural design, not because he had any aesthetic sense, but purely because of the bureaucratic tradition of "

new construction means there has been construction during my tenure

. "

More importantly, the considerable kickbacks from the developer would be enough for him to live comfortably after retirement.

From engineering projects, uniforms, cooperative goods, lunch boxes and group meals to office supplies and cleaning products, everything at the school

required getting through Sheng Xuanmin.

"Hmm...uh...haa...haa..."

Jia Rong's hands were pulled behind her back by Sheng Xuanmin, who wanted her to get up and look at the architectural model he was so proud of,

but Jia Rong didn't care at all, only wanting to end this battle that had already exhausted her.

"Oh dear, it's almost noon, are you going to let me cum or not?"

Sheng Xuanmin, who worked out diligently, still had a strong physique in middle age, but what was most amazing was his ever-

present penis.

Coupled with his keen observation skills, he could easily tell a woman's sensitive spots from her facial expressions.

(My senior didn't lie to me, this man... is a monster...!) Companies without money to bribe officials are forced to

sacrifice their bodies like Jia Rong, with countless women victimized. Rumors of his misdeeds circulate in the industry,

yet no one can do anything about Sheng Xuanmin, who has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles.

"Hmph! Your sales skills won't cut it! You need to work harder!"

How could she not work harder? Jia Rong was diligent and hardworking, finally rising to

the position of regional sales manager last quarter. She worked harder than anyone else in the company, and her outstanding performance even earned her

public .

She just never imagined that her simple career in reference book marketing would end like this.

Jia Rong was trapped in a hell of pleasure, the principal skillfully manipulating her penis, constantly stimulating her...

Even she herself was unaware of her erogenous zones, having lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced today. Her previous sexual experiences seemed utterly unremarkable

in comparison .

At first, images of her husband and children would float into her mind, comforting her that such sacrifice would eventually be rewarded, allowing her

to cast aside her shame and undress in front of a strange man.

But now her mind was completely blank, her vagina contracting and spasming uncontrollably, her pores widening to their maximum, beads

of sweat pouring out, her eyes rolling back, and finally, she collapsed to the ground.

"Hmm… Miss Chen, you still haven't made me come. This makes me feel bad for not being able to use your

things!"

Sheng Xuanmin casually flipped through the reference books displayed on the coffee table and tossed them next to Jia Rong.

Jia Rong, hearing these frivolous words from the last vestiges of her consciousness, sobbed unwillingly.

Chapter 2: The Teachings of Love (Part Two)

02

After school, the back gate of the school leads through a small alley to the faculty parking lot.

Fu Mei finished her day's work and was about to go home.

In the afternoon, the principal called her in for tea, telling her to learn to control her temper. Out of respect for her elders, she

felt embarrassed to talk back, but she still felt that she was right to uphold justice.

So now, surrounded by Ah Hou and his gang, demanding that she apologize for the punch she threw at noon and to stand up for Da Peng

, she was unwilling to back down.

As usual, she stood with her hands on her hips, confronting the group of delinquents.

"You bitch! You think you're so tough! I'll see how tough you are now!"

Ah Hou held a wooden stick, threatening Fu Mei.

"My boss is now stuck in school for tutoring because of you, you're really something! You bitch! You're not a teacher, yet you're so nosy!

"

A delinquent riding a modified scooter kept revving his engine.

"Hey, Ah Hou! Just come on, don't waste your breath on her!" "

Fuck you! Do I need you to tell me how to do things?"

Instead of swinging the wooden stick at Fu Mei, Ah Hou started hitting the jeering boy.

(What's going on here?) Fumei thought these kids were hopelessly stupid.

"Boss Jianhong, come here!"

A black modified Civic roared to life and stopped at the alley entrance, blocking the way.

A young man who didn't seem violent at first glance stepped out of the car. Fumei noticed he

was holding an aluminum bat, but his demeanor was like someone going to play baseball.

"Boss, it's her, that bitch!"

Ah Hou approached Jianhong and pointed at Fumei.

Jianhong glanced at Fumei and nodded politely, listening to Ah Hou recount his

grievances from the day.

Before Ah Hou could finish, Jianhong hit him on the back of the knee, causing him to immediately kneel down in pain.

"Boss! What happened to you?!"

Ah Hou was completely bewildered, not understanding why Jianhong was hitting him back.

"Hey! All of you come here."

"Quickly apologize to Sister Fumei!"

Jianhong yelled at his underlings.

"Do you know who you've messed with?"

"Huh?"

"Damn, you're such an idiot."

Jianhong first asked Fumei to get his motorcycle and leave, then ordered everyone to follow him and escort Fumei.

The grand motorcade attracted the attention of many people on the road.

Fumei's house was a rather luxurious detached house, with several high-end imported cars parked in the square in front.

"Dad, I'm back."

Jianhong ordered his underlings to park their motorcycles and kneel in front of the gate before he went to apologize.

He had barely stepped over the threshold when he immediately knelt down.

"I'm sorry, Speaker, my son is ignorant and has offended Sister Fumei."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Jianhong, and I'm handling some matters for Chairman Zhang."

"Zhang boy! Get up and sit down. Tell your underlings to get up too, don't kneel."

"Someone! Serve tea!"

Only then did Ah Hou and the others realize that this was the county council speaker's house, and Fumei was the speaker's daughter.

Fu Mei watched Jian Hong holding Ah Hou down, constantly apologizing, and couldn't help but chuckle. Her eyes inadvertently met Jian Hong's

.

"You! I told you before, I arranged for you to go to school to learn how to do things, not to mess with Dai Zhi."

The speaker couldn't help but grumble at Fu Mei a few times. "Brother Jian Hong, it's a small misunderstanding, don't be like this. Go back and

bring this can of Champion Tea to Zhang Zai for me."

"Ah Mei! You see the guest out, I have things to do."

Jian Hong didn't know how much trouble these underlings would cause him. Fortunately, the speaker was magnanimous and didn't

hold a grudge , otherwise, things definitely wouldn't have ended well.

Legend has it that the hidden firepower in that villa alone was more than enough to fight against the entire county's police force.

It was also said that the speaker's private treasury, when mobilized, could make several banks and agricultural and fishery associations in the county suffer. He was

a man who could command the wind and rain, and whose words could freeze the water.

In the end, his underlings actually provoked the speaker's daughter, truly courting death.

"Hey! You're paying for this."

"Huh?"

Fumei's hands were pressed against Jianhong's car window. Before Jianhong could react, Fumei had already opened the car door and gotten in.

"Chicken cutlet and bubble tea."

"Huh?"

"Drive! Go buy it, I want to eat."

"Huh?"

"Dad! I'm eating out for dinner."

"Hey, Sister Fumei...?"

"Just call me Fumei. Hurry up, drive."

Jianhong couldn't do anything about Fumei. Seeing this, Ah Hou and the other underlings kept snickering.

"Are you laughing at the three little devils?"

"Okay, hurry up and drive."

The boy's motorcycle throttle was only allowed to roar loudly several kilometers away from the Speaker's villa

before it sped off again.

--- In the counseling room, Huijun and Dapeng remained silent, the atmosphere tense.

Lin Huijun was flipping through Wang Dapeng's counseling materials, but this was the fifth time she had looked at them.

"Wang, you...?"

Huijun swallowed the words she was about to say, staring at the folder, not daring to look directly at Dapeng.

"?"

Da Peng couldn't figure out what this student teacher was up to. Including himself, no teacher or student in the entire school knew

how to get along with this student teacher.

Because he couldn't manage the students, he was incapable of fulfilling his role as a mentor; because he was clumsy, he was also incapable of being responsible.

Administrative work was ultimately assigned to the counseling office, but the counselors left her in the seat closest to the door

, only wanting her to handle official documents.

"If it weren't for this so-called education program, how could someone like her be a teacher? We have to spend time supervising her

internship ?"

the teachers complained privately about the new teacher training system.

Because of her height of over 180 centimeters, the students nicknamed Hui-jun "Big Peng," even

the tall and strong Da Peng was almost a head shorter than her.

"Wang, teacher...?"

"Huh?"

Since Wang Da Peng was a problem student that even the counselors didn't want to deal with, they pushed the responsibility onto Lin Hui-jun

. Anyway, the worst-case scenario was expulsion according to regulations. Such students would definitely detract from the school's college entrance rate, so spending time

on him was pointless. They just passed the buck to Lin Hui-jun, who was also pointless to spend time on , to give a perfunctory

explanation, to make a show of it, and to prove that our counseling system was indeed involved. Lin Huijun

was forced by her parents to pursue an education degree, simply because they believed teaching was a secure job. She

had no real passion for the profession, and while she was aware of her bad reputation, her introverted nature forced her to

silently endure the grievances.

Her true talent lay in basketball; in fact, she was quite skilled,

a star player .

Again, because her parents believed sports had no future and strongly interfered,

she missed out on sports training and university admission opportunities during high school.

She desperately wanted to finish her internship quickly, return to university to complete her remaining credits, and then play in her department's basketball team again.

"Can the teacher ask your parents to come?"

She finally managed to utter a complete sentence, but Wang Dapeng erupted in fury, lunging at her and grabbing her by the neck.

"Don't call my mom! No!"

A terrified Huijun didn't understand Dapeng's violent reaction and tried to pull his hand away. Dapeng,

startled by his own actions, quickly pulled away from Huijun.

Then came a long silence.

Huijun took out a first-aid kit from the locker, and Dapeng realized he had just scratched his teacher's neck.

--- (This is really the end for him, he'll definitely be expelled??) Dapeng regretted his recklessness.

"Excuse me, could you help me apply some medicine? I can't see from behind,"

Huijun asked Dapeng for help. Dapeng also wanted to make amends, so he helped Huijun disinfect and apply medicine.

"Does it hurt, teacher?"

"Yeah, it's okay."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's just a small wound."

Behind Huijun, Dapeng looked at Huijun's wound and suddenly burst into tears.

"What's wrong? What happened, classmate?"

"I'm sorry! Teacher, I'm so sorry! I really didn't mean to!"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Turning around, Huijun hugged Dapeng, letting him cry in her arms, patting his back from time to time.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Huijun didn't ask Dapeng why he resisted the parents' meeting, tidied up the counseling room, and ended the

counseling session.

Da Peng bought some snacks from a vendor near the school gate. Since it was on the way, he walked a bit with Hui Jun, and the two chatted

while eating .

From the next day on, Da Peng stopped causing trouble and even regularly helped tidy up the counseling room every day.

The counselors were dumbfounded, wondering what magic Lin Hui Jun had used.

The usually taciturn "Da Peng"

started talking more, interacting more with students, and more and more students gathered around her.

Especially after school, Lin Hui Jun would play basketball with Da Peng, A Hou, and a group of others.

Before , no one knew that Teacher Hui Jun's movements were so agile, completely

different from her usual timid and hesitant manner.

The physical education teachers and counselors started a battle for her, vying for this intern teacher's help.

This unexpected development liberated Hui Jun's mind.

"Teacher, it seems like a pretty good job."

(Part 3 of the Love's Instructions) Chen Jiaojuan was furious

when Wu Peiqi "borrowed" her art class to teach English. Subjects not included in the joint entrance exam, such as art, music, crafts, scout classes, and even popular physical education classes, could be "borrowed" to be used for subjects required for the joint entrance exam or for random tests. Of course, borrowed classes were usually not "returned . " Wu Peiqi, with her consistently top-ranking homeroom teacher's college entrance rate, treated her arrogantly, making Chen Jiaojuan want to slap her several times . "Hmph! All the students I teach are guaranteed admission to art classes and art engineering programs!" Lying on the sofa in the art classroom, wearing only a nearly transparent white scarf that barely covered her private parts , Chen Jiaojuan volunteered to be a nude model for her students' sketches. "Teacher, are you unhappy?" "None of your business! Xu Tiancai, you need to speed up your sketching, or you won't pass the art test!" Chen Jiaojuan lit a cigarette she had rolled herself, took a puff, and exhaled a cloud of white smoke towards the ceiling. "Are you done? Draw the next one, I'm going to change my pose." Chen Jiaojuan pulled off the silk scarf covering her, sat up, spread her legs into an M shape, revealing her genitals, and cupped her ample breasts in her hands. Those were the breasts that even Sheng Xuanmin coveted, and the boys in the school wanted to vigorously knead and bury their heads in. Everyone privately used Hong Kong star Ye Zimei's nicknames "Boob Queen" and "Milk Cow" to jokingly call Chen Jiaojuan. But Xu Tiancai remained focused on the drawing paper, his emotions didn't fluctuate, and his body didn't react . This made Chen Jiaojuan unhappy again. "Isn't this sexy enough, teacher?" "No, teacher is very sexy." "If it doesn't reflect the vibrant colors of human emotions and desires, it's not art! Do you understand?!" "I understand." " Understand? Then why are you doing this?" "Huh?" "Take off your pants, no, take off all your clothes." "Huh?" "Quickly!" Already used to enduring the tempers of Da Peng, A Hou, and Chen Jiao Juan, Xu Tiancai didn't think much and took off all his clothes.

He was naked in front of his art teacher.

"Lust! I said lust!"

"Huh?"

"Your little penis!"

"What?"

"Why didn't you react when you saw your teacher like this?"

Chen Jiaojuan pointed at Xu Tiancai's genitals, the phimosis that hadn't been circumcised, only slightly raised between his thighs.

"Hmm."

"How is it?"

"Hmm."

"??"

Chen Jiaojuan, unable to contain her anger, ran over, grabbed Xu Tiancai's penis, and began to masturbate him.

"Ah~ Ah~ Teacher~ No~"

"I want to!"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Today I'm going to pull back your foreskin!"

"Ah! Ah! It hurts!"

"Quickly pull it out, your glans!"

"It hurts, it hurts so much! Ahhhhh!"

"Look! This is your glans!"

Xu Tiancai, who was about to faint from the pain, saw the white smegma that had accumulated on the tip of his penis, emitting

a fishy smell like dead fish. Because the glans had just been exposed, any touch felt stimulating.

"Go! Wash up!"

Chen Jiaojuan helped Xu Tiancai lather up with soap. The contact with his glans caused Xu Tiancai excruciating pain, and he kept begging

the teacher to be gentler.

This torment of the young boy gave Chen Jiaojuan pleasure.

"That's how you stick it out, stick your whole little penis up high!"

she said to Xu Tiancai with an extremely provocative expression.

She used her proud breasts to clamp the student's erect penis and began to perform a breastjob on him.

"Teacher, this feels so good."

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah—!"

The student's body stiffened instantly, then trembled again and again, ejaculating streams of semen onto the teacher

's breasts, collarbone, throat, hair, and face.

"You naughty boy, you've made the teacher dirty!"

Xu Tiancai couldn't stand the teasing and pounced on Chen Jiaojuan. His penis, which had just ejaculated and gone soft, rubbed back and forth between the teacher's

vulva , quickly becoming erect again.

"Yes! That's it! Closely feel the body's temperature and the body's movements!"

"Oh~ Oh~ Big cow~ Fuck you~ Fuck you to death~"

"Hurry up~ Let's see how you fuck me to death~"

Chen Jiaojuan's provocation drove Xu Tiancai crazy. He grabbed her with his right hand, thrust his waist, and penetrated deep into the teacher's

body.

"Oh~ You naughty boy~ You just went in there! Will it break?"

"Oh~ Oh~ Oh~"

"How is it? How does it feel?"

"So warm! It's so warm inside! So comfortable!"

"At this time, you should say 'So good' directly!"

"Yes, so good! So good!"

Xu Tiancai grabbed and squeezed the teacher's breasts in front of him, sucking on her nipples, while his waist kept thrusting.

"You're a great kid!"

"Teacher loves being suckled like this!"

"Delicious, Teacher's milk!"

"Do you understand? The shape of a woman's breasts!"

"Yes." "

The shape of a woman's vagina!"

"Yes!"

"Buttocks! Waist! Back! Thighs! Calves! Toes! Arms! Hands!"

"I understand everything!"

"You understand everything? Now that you understand, what are you going to do?"

Pushing Xu Tiancai away forcefully, Chen Jiaojuan slapped him to bring him back to his senses.

"Go back to your seat! You bad student who dared to rape your teacher!"

"You can only leave school after you finish drawing this!"

Chen Jiaojuan believed that this student's brushstrokes would have more warmth from now on, more

imagery than his current simple realistic technique.

Wiping away the thick semen on her body, she spread her legs, cupped her breasts, looked at the student's erect penis between his legs

, smiled slightly with a flushed face, and thought about the artwork she was about to create.

The Teachings of Love (Part 4)

Author: 1smore

Around 9 PM, Discipline Director Hong Qianqian received a call from the police station.

"Sigh, another student theft."

"Let's go, to the police station or the police station?"

Discipline Section Chief Tang Huailu lay down next to Hong Qianqian, helplessly getting up to put on his clothes.

They had just finished a passionate encounter and relieved a lot of stress, but the relaxed atmosphere was ruined by the troublesome student.

Seeing Hong Qianqian bending down to put on her underwear, he couldn't help but touch his boss's beautiful buttocks.

"You're such a pervert!"

Hong Qianqian glared at Tang Huailu, then returned a sweet smile.

Now, passing through the living room and seeing the portrait on Hong Qianqian's late husband's memorial tablet, he no longer felt anything. Tang Huailu

had always felt uneasy and awkward about it before, and it even made him lose his erection in bed.

"Want to come to my house for dinner next time? My cooking is pretty good!"

Hong Qianqian initially said she was going to cook for him to reward him for taking the bullets for her.

Unexpectedly, the cooking ended up in bed.

Tang Huailu didn't realize that the sexually frustrated Hong Qianqian had planned to use him as a bed partner. Principal Sheng Xuanmin didn't pay much attention to the insatiable Hong Qianqian, so she naturally set her sights on Tang Huailu,

who was completely obedient to her. She thought that since they both worked in the discipline office, even if Tang Huailu frequently visited her home, she would have a reason to keep quiet about the gossip from the neighbors . Compared to Sheng Xuanmin, who was always impotent and made her cry "No more!" and "I can't do it anymore!", Tang Huailu, a physical education teacher, although not as skilled in bed, still satisfied her with his strong physique . "What are you doing! Hurry up and get dressed!" "Just one more time, just one more time." With her hands on the dressing table, her underwear was pulled down again after she had just put it on. Hong Qianqian looked at herself in the mirror, Tang Huailu holding her waist and thrusting rapidly from behind, her breasts bouncing up and down. "How embarrassing, doing this." Though she said this, she secretly enjoyed it. Her eyes were half-open, her mouth agape, savoring this extremely lewd pleasure. "Hurry up~ harder~ ah~ ah~!" Turning the tables, Hong Qianqian swayed her hips, swallowing and releasing her subordinate's penis. --- Arriving at the police station, before the officers could speak, Hong Qianqian saw the comic book store owner and understood the situation.

It was the same old story again.

This time, however, the student who made the mistake was Peng Naixuan, a frequent top scorer in the second-year exams, which still

surprised .

"Hehe, Director, one of your school's kids has taken something from my shop again and 'forgot' to pay."

"Boss, don't bother me, I'll take responsibility for my student."

Seeing the pornographic photo albums, comics, and videos on the table, Hong Qianqian knew that if things escalated, the boss might not necessarily come out on top for these things that

skirted the edge of the law, involving pornography and piracy. If it weren't for his powerful connections

, this person might not have dared to go to the police.

This wasn't the first time she'd encountered something like this, so she wasn't worried at all.

The most important thing right now was to prevent a student with the potential to attend a prestigious high school from having an unsavory

stain on his reputation.

Therefore, Hong Qianqian didn't even want to notify his parents or homeroom teacher, wanting to cover up the incident.

After "coordinating" with the police station chief

to handle the matter privately with the boss, and saying goodbye to the officers present, Hong Qianqian and Tang Delu led

the student out of the police station.

"Hehe, Director, is it the same as 'last time'?"

"Yes."

"The Director is indeed the Director, straightforward! Decisive! I admire that!"

"Boss, you don't need to be long-winded, just promise not to cause trouble for my students after this is over."

"Of course! Of course! I will definitely keep my promise to the Director, hehe."

Walking into a small alley with the shifty-looking, frivolous comic book store owner, they arrived at the back door of the comic book store.

Hong Qianqian took out her house key from her purse and handed it to Tang Delu.

"You go first, wait for news at my house. Everything will be fine, don't worry."

Although Tang Delu was still worried, he watched the three of them enter the house before silently leaving.

---Upstairs, the three entered a simple room with only a bed, a chair, and a wardrobe.

"Don't be afraid, Teacher will protect you,"

Hong Qianqian whispered in Peng Naixuan's ear.

"Then let's begin!"

The comic book store owner instructed Hong Qianqian with a lewd and unsettling smile.

"What are we supposed to pretend to be today?"

"Hmm, mother and son, shall we?"

"Alright."

Every time the comic book store owner threatened a customer who stole something, he would force them to perform a

live sex act with a predetermined plot in front of him.

Huddled in a corner, revealing a ferocious expression, he kept stroking his genitals.

"Come on, Naixuan, tonight you'll pretend your teacher is your mother."

"Really...really okay?"

"Yes, come on, call me Mom."

"Mom."

"Good boy! Our Naixuan is so good!"

She hugged Naixuan to her body, burying his head between her breasts.

"Mom, Mom's body smells so good, so soft."

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, I like Mom."

"Good boy."

His parents tried every means to arrange for him to attend school outside his district, but they were doing business in mainland China and couldn't live together. They only

transferred his household registration to his uncle's house and stayed with his uncle for convenience in attending school.

Lacking parental love, Peng Naixuan felt Hong Qianqian's maternal tenderness at this moment.

"Nai-xuan wanted to steal those things to look at because he was curious about women's bodies, right?"

"Yes, Mom, I'm sorry."

"No, it's Mom's fault. Mom didn't fulfill her responsibility to educate Nai-xuan."

After saying that, Hong Qianqian looked at Peng Nai-xuan with loving eyes.

"Want to see Mom's body?"

"Yes..."

"Then you have to promise Mom that you won't steal things anymore!"

"Okay."

"Good boy."

Hong Qianqian took off her clothes one by one, and Peng Nai-xuan's erect penis pressed against his pants, making him feel a little

uncomfortable.

"Nai-xuan, Mom will help you take off your clothes."

"Ah."

"It's okay, this way Mom won't feel so shy."

His khaki uniform was completely removed, and Peng Nai-xuan's penis kept touching Hong Qianqian's body, making him feel

a little embarrassed.

"Mom!"

The comic book store owner, who was watching the mother-son sex education performance, was still touching his genitals.

"Nai-xuan, look at that uncle!"

Hong Qianqian walked towards the comic book store owner with ill intentions, ripped off his pants, and pulled down his underwear.

"Ah! No! Director, no! No!"

The comic book store owner looked terrified, yet he seemed to both resist and welcome Hong Qianqian's actions.

"Naixuan, look! This impotent perverted uncle!"

The comic book store owner's genitals were covered in scars, marks from the torture he suffered while serving time in prison.

"Uncle, tell my son quickly, why doesn't your penis get hard?"

"Ah, no!"

"Tell me!"

The comic book store owner, who had been imprisoned for sex crimes, was punished in jail according to underworld rules, and subsequently

became impotent.

The doctor determined that the problem was more psychological than physical, so initially, he tried

stimulation through pornography and adult films, but to no avail. His tastes grew increasingly extreme, and he tried to awaken his male

instincts through real-life sexual acts.

Hong Qianqian's verbal humiliation was also a great psychological shock to him.

But there was still no improvement.

The comic book store owner's eyes became dull and lifeless, and he unconsciously rubbed his genitals repeatedly.

"Son, remember, you can't do anything wrong like your uncle, or you won't be able to stick it up like this anymore!"

Holding Peng Naixuan's erect penis, Hong Qianqian put it in her mouth and began to suck.

"Ah! Mom! Mom!"

"Mmm~ Mmm~"

"Mom! This feels so good!"

"Mmm~"

"Mom! I want it! Mom!"

"What do you want?"

"I want Mom to teach me how to make love!"

"Okay, Mom will teach you."

When the student son's penis entered the teacher mother's vagina, the son was so overjoyed that he cried.

"Waaah~ Mom, I'm sorry! Mom! Thank you, Mom!"

"Good boy, you did a good job!"

"Mom, I love you! Mom!"

It was already late at night when they walked out of the comic book store.

Hong Qianqian held Peng Naixuan's hand as they walked along the quiet street, free from the noise of people and cars.

"Teacher, I'm sorry."

"Oh?

I'm glad you're alright." "I really wish you could be my mom."

"Hmph, you're overthinking it!"

Hong Qianqian laughed, finding the student adorable.

"How about I just adopt a godson?"

she thought to herself.

"Want to come to my house for dinner next time? My cooking is pretty good!"

Hong Qianqian was unsure whether this invitation stemmed from maternal instinct or sexual instinct.

The Lessons of Love (Part 5)

Author: 1smore

Today is Sunday. Wu Peiqi and her best friends had arranged to go hiking on a mountain trail. She drove

out .

Despite being a renowned tutor, her friends always teased her, saying it was hard to even get her to go out on weekends.

Today, she had to make a special effort to arrange this outing.

After hiking, they ordered a feast at a local chicken restaurant on the mountain.

However, neglecting routine maintenance, the car broke down again just after exiting the interchange.

He kept getting honked at by cars behind him, and the drivers would yell, "It's a woman driving again!"

Wu Pei-chi was angry at this sexism, but even more panicked and at a loss for what to do.

"Hey! Come help!"

At a betel nut stand by the roadside, a young woman running the stall called out, and several strong men nearby immediately dropped what they were

doing and rushed to help push the car to the side of the road, temporarily resolving the situation.

"Teacher! Long time no see!"

The young woman in front of her looked somewhat familiar, but Wu Pei-chi couldn't remember who she was for a moment, and could only offer an

awkward smile.

"I'm Lin Jia-fen! Zero points, no extra points!"

Even so, Wu Pei-chi still didn't remember this student. In fact, Wu Pei-chi was most often criticized for only focusing on the high-achieving students, almost completely neglecting

the lower-achieving ones . "Oh, it's alright! Teacher! Please come in and sit down. I've already called a repair shop I know!" "Ah, but I have a credit card for roadside assistance." "Oh, the one here is nearby, I know him! He's a good mechanic, he fixes all the cars around here." Lin Jiafen was only wearing a one-piece swimsuit with a skirt and a pair of sandals. Although it was revealing, it was the most conservative compared to the betel nut beauties nearby . The phoenix tattoo on her arm was hard to miss. Wu Peiqi felt uncomfortable. Although everyone around here was friendly and enthusiastic, and the food vendors even brought her samples, she still felt a sense of disgust. "I left the 'group' after I got married, Xiao Mi, come here! Say hello to the teacher." " Hello, teacher." "My child!" "Okay, hello little one." "Xiao Mi, go play over there first, Mommy will take you to buy ice cream after I finish packing these!" "Okay~!" "This child is so well-behaved." "She's well-behaved now! I hope she won't be like me when she grows up." Lin Jiafen pointed to her tattoo, revealing a smile that was hard to tell if it was a bitter smile or a silly smile. "Getting laser treatment is expensive! Raising a child costs money too." "It's okay! Just educate the child properly." "Okay, I hope I'll have the chance to be taught by the teacher." "Okay, okay!" "And if she's naughty, teacher, you should hit her hard, you have to hit her until she behaves." "Now we emphasize 'education through love,' you can't just hit her randomly!" "Hahaha!" Wu Peiqi thought to herself, what kind of values will a mother who dresses like this for work every day give her child? The roadside assistance tow truck drove up to the betel nut stand, driven by Lin Jiafen's husband, Ah Xian. "Damn it! You spineless coward! I called you and you're only just now getting here. Where have you been? The teacher is in a hurry!" "Oh, there's just too much work at the construction site, teacher, I'm so sorry!" "It's okay! I'm not in a rush." After getting the broken-down car onto the tow truck, Wu Peiqi originally wanted to call a taxi to go to the appointment, but she was worried about the unfamiliar repair shop and didn't dare to entrust her car to strangers. She was afraid that these seemingly shady people would rip her off. So she borrowed the phone from the betel nut stand to call Tuji City and also made a pager message to her best friend before getting into the passenger seat of the tow truck and heading to the repair shop. Along the way, Ah Xian kept glancing at Wu Peiqi, making her feel very uneasy, especially as the car drove further and further into the suburbs, she became more and more nervous. But Ah Xian was just checking his rearview mirror because the roads in the area were winding and narrow. The car was spotless, even cleaner than the roadside assistance vehicles I'd encountered before, the ones partnered with credit card banks. If I had to nitpick, it would be the few colorful photos of Ah-Xian and Lin Chia-Fen pasted near the air vents . "Teacher, we're here. Just drive down this slope. It's a bit steep, so hold on tight. Hold on tight to the window, yes, that one ." "Okay. Thank you." (A repair shop in a place like this?) Wu Pei-Chi's heart was only half relieved; she was still worried she'd stumbled upon a shady operation. A few teenagers with dyed hair were using tools on a motorcycle nearby, doing something unclear. One of them, seeing the tow truck arrive, immediately ran over to direct them. "Okay, come on, lower the motorcycle. Okay!" Next to the tin-roofed repair shop was an ordinary bungalow, and further away were vegetable gardens, bamboo groves, and betel nut trees. Without the repair shop, it would look like a typical farmhouse. A man and a woman helped an elderly woman with mobility issues out of the house. "Aunt Jinxi! Good morning! How have you been lately?" "Jianhong! I'm sorry, Jiafen said she's a former teacher at my old school, and she's asking you for help." For some reason, Wu Peiqi's vision suddenly blurred, and tears wet her face. Seeing this, Wu Fumei quickly ran back into the house to get some tissues and handed them over. "Aunt Jinxi, it really is you." That blank memory, or rather, the memory she deliberately didn't want to recall, became vivid again. That day, Wu Peiqi was designing exam questions at school, working very late.

As she rode her scooter home, even the street food stalls were preparing to close.

"Boss! Boss! Wait a minute! Do you still have any

Zha Jiang Mian (noodles with soybean paste)?" "They've been gone for ages! All we have left are tofu, seaweed, and other ready-made side dishes!"

"Okay! Please pack one for me!"

"Miss! Are you out buying late-night snacks all alone?

" "Haha, I'm buying dinner.

" "Dinner!?"

"I just got off work!"

"What kind of work do you do that you're only getting off work now?"

"A teacher."

"A teacher? A teacher works this late? It's past midnight!"

"Haha." "

There's still some rice left in the rice cooker, teacher. If you don't mind, I'll pack it for you too? It's free!"

"Okay, sorry!"

After buying dinner, she continued riding on the small road in the industrial area. This was a shortcut, avoiding a big detour

and saving a lot on gas.

The moonlight on the 18th of the lunar calendar was still bright, illuminating the bumps on the road, which Wu Pei-chi carefully avoided.

She rode to a factory shed, where a group of delinquents who had been loitering in the open space blocked her way.

"What are you doing?"

"Zhongzai, it's that woman!"

"Who are you?"

"Teacher! You've forgotten us so quickly?"

Wu Peiqi couldn't remember who these boys were.

"Forgot what? This jerk didn't even acknowledge us!"

"Finally, we've cornered you!"

Several boys dragged Wu Peiqi to a corner of the shed, spilling her dinner, which was hanging on her overturned motorcycle, all over the ground.

"Help! Help! No! Don't do this!"

No matter how much Wu Peiqi screamed, no one would come to the deserted shed late at night.

Her cries for help only fueled the boys' desire to bully her further.

"That sound is nice, it'll sound even better when we're doing it!"

"Hahahaha!"

Wu Peiqi struggled desperately, but the three delinquents grabbed her hands and feet. Zhongzai, the leader,

came over with a bundle of straw rope from beside the work shed.

"Set this stinky thing up! Set it up!"

"No! Help! Don't do anything!"

Her hands were tied, and only her long legs were still kicking desperately.

One of her kicks hit Zhongzai.

"Damn it! You stinky thing!"

"Ah, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please! Let me go!"

"Let you go, you big lazy bum!"

Zhongzai ripped open Wu Peiqi's shirt, and several buttons fell off under the sudden force.

"Ah! No! No!!!"

"Damn it! Show-off, wearing red, not bad!"

Zhongzai and his gang used to love staring intently at the bra lines showing through Wu Peiqi's clothes, and they often made bets to guess

what color and style of bra their teacher was wearing that day.

While Wu Peiqi was writing on the blackboard, the boys sitting in the last row fantasized about the young teacher's body. The timid ones

touched her through her pants, while the bolder ones directly masturbated.

"Zhongzai, it's your favorite red!"

"Fuck you! You're the same!"

"I don't! Fuck, I like black!" Sometimes, when she wore less revealing clothing, the exposed bra straps could excite

the teenage boys . "No! No! Be good, listen to the teacher." "Listen to you, my foot!" Zhongzai lifted up his rose-red lace bra, the underwire hurting Wu Peiqi, revealing her proud breasts, which appeared pure white under the moonlight. The boys, seeing the breasts of the female teacher they had long fantasized about, were speechless for a long time and stopped what they were doing, letting Wu Peiqi crawl on the ground with her legs against her chest, her breasts swaying uncontrollably. "So beautiful, more beautiful than Li Xiaoping." Hearing that her former student, Li Xiaoping, who topped the college entrance exam two years ago, had also been defiled by them, Wu Peiqi couldn't help but feel a surge of sorrow. (Don't touch my student, come at me...) "Damn! But Li Xiaoping's breasts are bigger! And her moans are so sweet." "Yeah! It felt so good to fuck her that day! I really want to do it again!" (Don't touch Xiaoping... no!) "Hmph, with 'Anzai,' we can fuck her as many times as we want!" "Good students are 'Anzai' with us too." "You idiot! She's 'Anzai' for studying, we're 'Anzai' for sex!" Heartbroken, Wu Peiqi sobbed incessantly, giving up the struggle and letting the boy take off her skirt and underwear. (Come at me! Come at me!) Wu Peiqi glared at Zhongzai, but silently accepted the fate that was about to befall her that night. At this moment, a motorcycle finally drove by, but it seemed that it didn't notice them. "Help me! Please! Help me, waah---!" With her mouth covered, Wu Peiqi watched the motorcycle lights recede into the distance, utterly despairing. The boys were already naked from the waist down, forcing Wu Peiqi her mouth, while Zhongzai held her buttocks, his penis pressing against her vulva, trying to penetrate. The other two grabbed and kneaded her breasts. "Suck it! Don't bite! If you bite, you're dead! Suck it!" "Waaah...waaah..." "Ah~ So good!" "Damn! So dry! I can't get it in! Spread your legs a little!" No matter how hard Zhongzai tried, he couldn't penetrate Wu Peiqi's body, and he kept slapping her buttocks to vent his frustration, turning her once fair buttocks bright red. " Damn! You stinky bastard! My turn!" She pushed away her partner who was enjoying oral sex, which made him very unhappy, and they pushed and hit each other. Wu Peiqi felt disgusted and kept spitting. Just then, the motorcycle that had passed by earlier turned back. The boy and woman on it each held a long betel nut knife and charged directly at Zhongzai and his gang. "You little bastards! Bullying a woman! You trash!" The woman brandished her long knife, driving Zhongzai and his gang away from Wu Peiqi. The boy pointed his knife at Zhongzai, stabilizing the situation. After being untied and rescued by the woman, Wu Peiqi burst into tears. The woman quickly gathered , urging her to put them on. "It's alright, it's alright." Zhongzai recognized the boy as Lin Jianhong, who worked at the night market. After quickly putting on their pants, the group rode off on their motorcycles.

Before fleeing, she glanced back at Lin Jianhong, pointing with her index finger to remind him of this debt.

"Jianhong, let's take this young lady back first, cook her something to eat to calm her nerves, and you help her bring her motorcycle back."

"Okay."

"Take the knife! Who knows if those guys will come back."

"Okay."

Wu Peiqi was driven back to the Lin family home by Aunt Jinxi, who first invited her to take a bath.

The traditional brick and tile old house didn't have modern bathing facilities, only a simple bathtub, water ladle, faucet,

small stool, and even the door was only slightly ajar.

The warm bathwater soothed Wu Peiqi's frightened body and mind, and the cool summer night breeze

and the dim yellow light of the streetlights blew in through the vents. She

had some scratches on her body, and bloodstains were on the white towel.

"Miss, wear my clothes for now. Although they're rough and not as nice or high-class as yours, you

can wear them for now."

Aunt Jinxi had handed Wu Peiqi a clean set of clothes along with the towel.

The vest and underwear were still in their original packaging, bought by Aunt Jin Xi during a supermarket sale—

two dozen at once.

Wu Peiqi had only worn such underwear when she was just puberty, given to her temporarily by the school nurse

when she her period. Coming from a well-off family, Wu Peiqi always wore

high-end department store items.

"Hey! Look! Being pretty makes all the difference. This looks so good on you, and it fits you perfectly!"

This traditional floral shirt, usually worn by older women or even grandmothers, shouldn't have suited Wu Peiqi, but

it gave her a unique elegance.

Wu Peiqi looked in the corner mirror, her previously stiff face finally breaking into a smile.

"Auntie, thank you, I'm sorry."

"We're all women, helping each other is only natural, no need to thank me."

"Auntie, this shirt doesn't need mending, I don't need it."

Although Wu Peiqi said this, she was reluctant to

part comfortable silk.

"I'll take it! The fabric of your clothes is something I've never touched or worn in my life! It's really high-class! But I

don't have enough buttons here, I'll go to the market tomorrow to find some for you."

"Auntie, thank you, you're so kind."

"Oh, your sister is so polite, what do you do?"

"I'm a school teacher."

"A teacher! Oh! Jianhong! Is the noodle soup ready?"

Lin Jianhong brought over a bowl of plain noodles, with scallions, sesame oil, salt, white noodles, slightly cloudy soup, and

a few drops of rice wine. It looked unremarkable, but the taste was very fragrant.

"We don't have any pork knuckle at home, please don't mind, teacher."

"Delicious! Auntie, this noodle soup is really delicious! How should I address this person..."

"This is my son, Jianhong!"

"Jianhong, thank you!"

After the three started chatting, they realized that Lin Jianhong was also a junior high school student taught by Wu Peiqi.

Aunt Jin Xi repeatedly advised Wu Peiqi not to come home so late in the future, and insisted on escorting her home.

"Alright! Go to sleep!"

Aunt Jin Xi waved her hand, then drove off on her motorcycle with a trailer attached.

If it weren't for the help of this mother and son tonight, she would not only have lost her virginity, but she might even have lost her life.

From then on, whenever Wu Peiqi saw Lin Jianhong at school, she would make a point of greeting him.

But Lin Jianhong was a bit dull, nodding and replying with "Hello, teacher"

before passing by.

Because of his tall stature, although Lin Jianhong never provoked anyone, some people would always come looking for trouble,

so he inevitably got into fights both inside and outside of school, and was classified as a problem student.

Every morning before school, he would help his mother harvest betel nuts, deliver them to the market, and then rush home to change into his uniform

for school . In the evenings, he would also go with his mother to wash dishes at the night market stall.

The family's finances depended on the mother and son working like this, barely making ends meet.

Wu Peiqi would sometimes bring some snacks to visit Aunt Jinxi, but she had no idea that the Lin family mother and son

were still working hard to earn money, often arriving empty-handed.

One afternoon, a light drizzle fell, but most of the stalls at the night market still wanted to make money and continued to set up their stalls.

Aunt Jinxi and Lin Jianhong finally had something to do.

Just as the two were diligently washing the dishes covered in food scraps, someone suddenly

attacked the Lin family mother and son with sticks and a machete without saying a word.

It was Zhongzai and his gang! "Want to compete with knives? Want to compete in ruthlessness? Huh?"

Still harboring resentment from the previous incident, Zhongzai grabbed a knife and slashed. Lin Jianhong grabbed a metal chair

from the stall to defend himself, but his left forearm was still accidentally cut.

"Damn it! You little brat!"

Aunt Jinxi grabbed a steak lid and a steak knife from a large basin and

confronted .

The fierce fight terrified the diners, who fled in terror, but many others gathered outside to watch.

News of the brawl reached Zhang Zai, the chairman of the night market's self-governing association, who immediately mobilized his henchmen waiting nearby.

"You guys are really bold, daring to cause such chaos in my territory!"

Zhong Zai and his gang, quickly overwhelmed by their superior numbers, took the opportunity to escape in different directions.

"Don't chase them! Quickly take Aunt Jin Xi and Jian Hong to the clinic!"

Zhang Zai was furious to see Aunt Jin Xi and Jian Hong seriously injured. The local police arrived late;

he wasn't the one who started the trouble, but to give the police an explanation, he and a few of his henchmen who had participated took

responsibility and got into the police car.

The incident at the night market made the local newspaper. Lin Jian Hong, whose wounds were still bandaged, was summoned by

the discipline director, Hong Qianqian, for questioning. Without any explanation, she accused him of damaging the school's reputation and threatened to expel him.

"Fighting is wrong!"

Wu Pei-chi's pleading was even more aggressive than Lin Jian-hong's homeroom teacher's, but Hong Qian-qian remained unmoved.

"Please! Director, Jian-hong isn't a bad person at heart, please give him another chance!"

"Wu Pei-chi! Just mind your own business. He's not your student, why are you defending him?"

"Director! Please!"

"I'm the one begging you! Please control that delinquent Lin Jia-fen in your class!"

"Director!"

"Teacher, you don't need to plead for me. I never liked studying anyway. For people like us with limited resources,

making money to support ourselves is more practical."

"Jian-hong!"

"Look, everyone says it's okay not to study anymore."

"Thank you, teacher!"

That day was the last time Wu Peiqi saw Lin Jianhong. After that, the Lin family mother and son disappeared without a trace, and they lost

contact until today when they met again.

"Oh! Teacher! Come in and sit down!"

Although Aunt Jin Xi's face had aged considerably, her warm expression remained. Years of hard work had damaged her knees

, and she had difficulty walking in recent years.

Zhang Zai moved here to settle them down.

Lin Jianhong later attended a supplementary school and then studied automotive repair at a vocational high school. After completing his military service, he opened

this repair shop with Zhang Zai's financial support.

Teenagers from the neighborhood who were interested in car and motorcycle construction often gathered here.

"There's a problem with the engine coolant lines, it's nothing serious."

"Jianhong, could you take a closer look for me?"

"Okay."

"Jianhong, thank you!"

"Girlfriend? Or wife?"

Wu Peiqi noticed a girl next to Lin Jianhong, Wu Fumei from the school cooperative, and couldn't help but

become .

"Good friends!"

"What good friends!? Lin Jianhong, explain yourself!"

Wu Fumei squeezed Lin Jianhong's hand hard.

"Don't give me a break!"

"Say it now!"

"Girlfriend!"

"Hmph! Did I agree to be your girlfriend?"

"Okay, okay!"

"Hmph!"

On the way back, she finally made it to the dinner with her best friends.

Wu Peiqi was very happy today, and she didn't care about her image. She grabbed a chicken and ate it, which made her best friends tease her that

she hadn't eaten for days.

On the way back, she took two chickens home and gave them to Aunt Jin Xi and Lin Jiafen.

"I'm sorry. Thank you."

The Teachings of Love (VI)

The Teachings of Love (VI)

Author: 1smore

Shuyi was in the sex shop, choosing a sexy outfit to wear for her next performance.

At present, apart from the shop owner, there was only herself and a young woman who looked troubled, about

six or seven years younger than her.

"What? Who are you wearing this for?"

"Huh? No one."

"Little sister, with such a great figure, this simple yet sexy garter belt and thigh-high stockings are

perfect . Your husband or boyfriend will be unable to resist, right? Hahaha..."

Shuyi's choice of lingerie was more provocative than others, so that her performance at the construction site would attract more

crowds , and the construction company boss would continue to hire their variety show troupe to perform.

She was past her youthful invincible age, and with her back injury, she could only take on the role of host

, occasionally interspersing with some minor performances.

Even so, she still had to dress flamboyantly, especially her proud long legs. If she wasn't wearing

a swimsuit, she would wear a high-slit dress to show them off.

Shuyi remembered Dapeng when he was little, he loved to praise her backstage after she changed, saying "Mom is so beautiful," and

he also boasted about having a beautiful mother in kindergarten and elementary school, but later he gradually became less affectionate towards her.

It must have started from that elementary school reunion when I reunited with Xu Jiayuan.

Jiayuan, who used to be at the bottom of his class, had become the owner of a trading company, a successful businessman.

He was divorced and had transferred back to his hometown elementary school with his child.

I, who used to be a top student, talented and beautiful, now only wanted to make quick money with my looks,

living the life of a single mother, constantly moving from house to house with Dapeng, whose father was unknown.

Jiayuan began to pursue me passionately, not caring that I was doing this job of selling my looks. If I performed in a place

far away , Jiayuan would even bring me lunch to visit the set.

The Jiayuan who was ridiculed as an idiot in elementary school had now become a good man I loved.

"Ah~ so thick, so hard!"

Our first official date, after a fancy Japanese meal at a restaurant, we went straight to a hotel room. Jiayuan

filled me up completely; even now, thinking about it makes me incredibly shy.

"Shuyi, I want to give you happiness."

That's how my relationship with Jiayuan began, and it's continued until now.

Although they looked like a married couple to outsiders, they never went through with the final ceremony and registration.

The reason was Da Peng.

Once, one of Da Peng's classmates joked, "If Da Peng's mother

marries , who will be the older brother and who will be the younger brother?"

This angered Da Peng, and Da Peng, who used to be very close to Jia Yuan's son Tian Cai, started to change from then on.

Even so, Jia Yuan still treated Da Peng like his own son.

Once, when he returned from a business trip to Japan, he brought back the latest Nintendo video game console, which had just been released, as a gift for

Da Peng.

But Da Peng only opened the packaging and glanced at it, and the video game console has been sitting in a corner for years.

"Take it out and play! Uncle Jia Yuan said you can play doubles, it's a lot of fun!"

"I don't care!"

It wasn't until recently that this child went from being rebellious to becoming a little more sensible.

"You ate such a healthy meal today!"

Shu Yi said when she got home, looking at the coffee table full of soda, juice, and snacks.

Hui-jun thought this was sarcasm, unaware that Da-peng and A-hou used to have a huge

selection of Taiwan Beer, Shaoxing wine, fried chicken, and braised dishes. They had toned it down considerably to impress Hui-jun.

"Teacher, are you here for a home visit today?"

"Hello, Aunt Wang. We're here to watch the baseball game."

Hui-jun's rented apartment was extremely basic; it didn't even have a TV.

All the good apartments nearby had already been rented or bought, whether by parents registering their children for out-of-district schools or

by teachers running tutoring classes. There were very few decent options left.

Since it was only a one-year internship, she only wanted a place to stay and found this run-down

place .

In contrast, Da-peng's apartment, though also old, had

all the .

Today was the game between the San Shang Tigers and the Wei Chuan Dragons, and everyone's attention was focused on Huang Ping-yang's performance.

"I have three shows out of town tomorrow, and I have to leave before dawn. I've put the money on the dining table so I can eat healthily!"

"Okay! This is annoying!"

"Dapeng, you can't be so rude to your mother."

"Ah, I'm sorry, teacher."

"Shouldn't you be sorry to your mother?"

"Hahaha! Teacher, you're more like his mother than I am! It's okay!" (Because of Teacher Huijun

, this child has been much better behaved lately.) Shuyi's variety show group only received morning shows today.

Because of the booming real estate market, there are more competitors in this industry, causing profits to be diluted.

But at this age, Shuyi is gradually feeling that her physical strength can't keep up, especially in the summer. Doing daytime

shows is really hard, while evening shows are a bit better.

Making a living in this industry by relying on physical assets has a time limit, so recently she has started to think about changing careers

, but her considerate family always wants her not to work so hard anymore, and that he can support the mother and son.

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showering, Shuyi thought of Jiayuan's gentleness and felt truly happy.

In terms of looks and figure, she couldn't compare to younger women, but Jiayuan

had remained devoted . If Dapeng were more mature, he would understand how incredibly fortunate and blessed

his mother was to have met such a man . She hoped Dapeng could bless her and Uncle Jiayuan. "Mom's going to Uncle's for a bit, don't stay out too late, okay?" "Okay! Go already! It's annoying!" "Tsk!" Eager to see Jia Yuan immediately, Shu Yi, maintaining a semblance of adult modesty, carried a paper bag containing one of the sexy nightgowns she'd chosen that afternoon It was carefully packed, too shy to let anyone see it. She might not be back until very late tonight, or perhaps she'd be out and about until the variety show group left, then hurriedly ask Jia Yuan to drive her home just to retrieve her suitcase filled with her dinner and other belongings. (The following is a separate section): The Lessons of Love (Part 7) Author: 1smore Jia Rong was enthusiastically introducing her publishing house's products to the principal, but Principal Sheng Xuanmin only focused on scrutinizing her from head to toe in her well-fitting suit, making her feel disrespected. To secure the school's order, she could only pretend not to notice and continue to put on a smile and promote her products to the principal. "Alright! That's enough for today! I have things to do!" "Principal! Please give us a chance! Let's try it for a semester first? Our reference books and test papers are really good!" "We'll see!" Sheng Xuanmin brazenly put his arm around Jia Rong's waist, his hand restlessly moving downwards, as if to escort her out of the principal's office. Even though Jia Rong knew this was sexual harassment, she had to endure it for the sake of the company's performance. She had already heard that this man was very lecherous, but actually encountering him still made her feel very uncomfortable. "Ms. Chen, the discounts you offer are far less than what we're currently using! This puts me in a difficult position ! You should know that the Education Bureau is very strict about this, and our school can't publicly designate any particular provider. We have to use this one quietly, you know?" "Principal! I understand the difficulties you mentioned, but we can discuss the discounts further. Please give us another chance. I'll go back and discuss it with the company and then report back to you." "Sigh, then you should try your best to advocate for our school! But I must reiterate, using this is very risky for us. Unless there are significant 'benefits,' it's not worthwhile overall, you know?" "I know! Principal! Thank you! I'll visit again next time!" At this moment, Jia Rong had no idea that what she thought was the last glimmer of hope was actually the beginning of her descent into hell. Jia Rong went to the school cooperative, wanting to buy a drink to quench her thirst. Even without considering the bright sunshine, she was already parched after talking for almost two hours. The cooperative's door was closed before the end of class, and Jia Rong was about to leave disappointed when a familiar figure walked out of . "Jiarong! You're Chen Jiarong, right?" "Ah? Senior?" Zhang Suzhen, the accountant in charge of the cooperative, was Jiarong's senior in the same department in university. "What are you doing here?" "What are you doing here again?" The two were overjoyed to see each other again after a long separation. Suzhen took a can of sports drink from the refrigerator for Jiarong and asked Wu Fumei to help her during the rest of the lunch break so she could take a break and have lunch with Jiarong at a nearby casual restaurant. "Senior, look, our company's products." Even at a private gathering, Jiarong didn't forget her business nature and introduced the reference books and test papers she had brought to Senior Suzhen. "We're different from other companies! Other companies' reference books are crammed with words, but we use colorful pictures and tables to organize the key points, making them easy to read and understand." "Heh! You haven't changed at all, you're still the same serious Jiarong." "Senior, you haven't changed either!" "Me? I've changed a lot." Suzhen glanced at the street scene outside the window and pondered for a few seconds. "Senior, you still keep that pinned to your bag." "Huh? This?" It was the baseball championship badge from that year's Finance Cup Sports Meet, a gift from Su-zhen's boyfriend in the same department, who was also Jia-rong's senior. "Remember? You silly girl, I don't know when I lost it, so you searched the sports field all night for it." "Hahahaha! Of course I remember!" " As a result, the next day during the women's softball game, our department lost terribly because our 'shortstop goddess' Jia-rong didn't sleep all night!" "Hahahaha!" Recalling those years, the two had a lot to talk about. "So! Today I came to introduce our products to your school's principal, and that's how I found out you're here, senior." Hearing Jia-rong say this, Su-zhen's face suddenly darkened. "Junior, I advise you not to deal with our principal. It's not worth it." "Ah, but what can I do? This school is one of our key business areas." "You can try promoting it at other schools or cram schools."

"Senior! You know I won't give up easily!"

Jia Rong's face was still innocent, and Su Zhen could only smile helplessly in response.

"That person is a monster, a devil. I can't bear to see you ruined."

"Huh?"

Su Zhen didn't dare to reveal her unbearable experience to her junior, and could only hint at it.

But Jia Rong showed no sign of backing down.

After returning home that night, Jia Rong happily told her husband that she had met a senior she was very close to in college, and was even

thinking about how to talk to the company about the school's situation the next day.

At the same time, Su Zhen, as soon as she returned to her empty apartment in the elevator building, took off her clothes, picked up

the wine in the cabinet, and drank herself into a stupor.

If she didn't do this, she couldn't temporarily forget those terrible things.

"Bitch! Didn't you come to me for a drink?"

Sheng Xuanmin, as usual, suddenly entered the house without warning. Su Zhen, sitting naked on the sofa,

held a wine glass and sneered at Sheng Xuanmin's sudden attack.

"You filthy bitch! Your master is here and you're not even going to greet me respectfully?!"

Su Zhen was

slapped

across the face, the whiskey in her hand spilling onto her body, the amber liquid flowing down her flesh. She slowly got up, crawled to Sheng Xuanmin, skillfully pulled down the man's pants, and stuck out her tongue to lick

the ugly penis before her.

"Yes, very good. Stop for a moment."

Sheng Xuanmin took out a set of clothes and gestured for Su Zhen to put them on. Su Zhen glanced at them and immediately noticed that the clothes were similar in style to the suit Jia Rong had worn that

morning .

(Junior...) "Not bad! Looks a lot like that silly saleswoman from this morning!" (Junior, listen to your senior...

) "Hahahahahahahaha!"

With tears in her eyes, Su Zhen, being forcefully thrust into from behind by Sheng Xuanmin, suddenly burst into laughter.

Hearing this laughter, Sheng Xuanmin couldn't help but become enraged again.

"What's so funny, you bitch!"

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

"Laugh again? Keep laughing!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" "

Damn it! Don't you even think about who gave you this house to live in? Stop laughing! Be serious!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

"Damn it!"

Sheng Xuanmin's proud, unyielding erection went limp. He grabbed an empty wine bottle from the TV cabinet and shoved it into Suzhen's vagina.

The remaining drops of wine entered her vagina, and the burning sensation made Suzhen scream in pain.

"Feels good, doesn't it? Feels good, doesn't it?" "

Feels good...feels good...haha...hotter and harder than yours!"

"What did you say!? You bitch, you're being especially disobedient today!"

Dejected, Sheng Xuanmin slammed the door and left.

Suzhen got up from the living room floor, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing.

At that time, the stock market bubble in Taiwan had burst for several years, but Suzhen, blinded by greed, was still

unwilling to give up .

Hearing about a sure-fire investment opportunity, she secretly embezzled public funds, wanting to make a quick profit and then quietly

pay it back.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be illegal fundraising, and many investors, including Su-chen, had their money embezzled.

Sheng Xuanmin found out about this and initially said, "People inevitably make mistakes; I'll cover the losses and return them to

the public treasury,"

allowing Su-chen to repay gradually. He even readily helped pay her mortgage.

Knowing she was unable to repay Sheng Xuanmin, and with him holding the evidence of her embezzlement, Su-chen became his

sex slave.

"This house is mine now, but you still have to live here and obediently 'guard' it for me,

understand ?"

Sheng Xuanmin grinned menacingly, his massive penis thrusting in and out of Su-chen's vagina.

Su-chen was wearing a schoolgirl uniform—a khaki top and a dark blue pleated skirt—which, on her petite frame

, made her look like a middle school girl.

The extremely perverted and depraved Sheng Xuanmin had collected uniforms from almost every school in the county, from high school to elementary school, and stored them

in the house he had just taken over.

"Do you understand, student? You must listen to the principal!"

When discussing the new school building project with the construction company, he openly took Su-zhen to the company's clubhouse,

claiming she was his personal secretary, for the big boss to manipulate.

Because Sheng Xuanmin instructed that a separate set of accounts be kept, no discrepancies were detected on the books.

Furthermore, under the pretext of "preventing problems before they arise,"

he began to control everything the school needed to purchase, making unreasonable demands on the suppliers.

The suffering suppliers had no choice but to back down or withdraw altogether.

"If it weren't for my help, you'd be in jail now for embezzlement and corruption!"

Sheng Xuanmin constantly threatened her with this, but Su-zhen's current situation was worse than being in jail.

A few years ago, the principal's wife believed in a "master" in the mountains and began to follow various precepts, including

sexual relations , which had to be done according to the master's instructions on which days were permissible and which were not.

These changes in his life drove Sheng Xuanmin crazy, but he couldn't get a divorce. The principal's wife kept

saying she wanted to help him atone for his sins. Sheng Xuanmin even brought Suzhen home to sleep with him. The principal's wife still insisted that it was all

karma and that he should be more devout in learning from his master.

Suzhen still clearly remembered that night when the principal's wife stood at the door of the room watching her being raped by Sheng Xuanmin

. Her expression was so indifferent that it frightened her.

"Junior, never deal with this devil!"

Suzhen gently stroked the badge on her bag with her index finger and drank another glass of wine before falling asleep in a daze. The

main text is "The Teachings of Love (VIII)" .

The Teachings of Love (VIII)

Author: 1smore

Several pictures have been circulating on campus these past two days and eventually ended up in Dapeng's hands.

Dapeng was very angry when he saw them. Xu Tiancai had actually drawn Teacher Lin Huijun in such an obscene way.

Dapeng would snatch and tear up whoever had these lewd pictures, but no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible

to recover 100%. In the end, Huijun still caught a glimpse of them.

Although Huijun didn't show any obvious displeasure, Dapeng couldn't swallow his anger.

"Xu Tiancai! You can draw whoever you want, but you're absolutely not allowed to draw Teacher Lin Huijun!"

Having promised Teacher Huijun he wouldn't be violent anymore, Dapeng didn't physically assault Tiancai; he simply ran over and gave him a fierce warning

.

"You're unhappy that Tiancai is drawing Lin Huijun? Wang Dapeng, you're really different now! You're Teacher Lin Huijun's good

student ! Be good!"

"Tiancai, don't be afraid of him! If he dares to hit you again, Hong Qianqian will expel him from school!"

"Okay, I won't draw anymore."

"Huh?"

"I won't draw anymore."

"Hey! Tiancai! Really? You're not drawing anymore?"

Tiancai's words caused a great commotion in the class.

"You can't not draw! Xu Tiancai, you still owe me a picture of Aaron Kwok!"

"Yeah! And my Wu Peiqi too!"

"Wang Dapeng, it's all your fault!"

"I'm so envious of you!"

"Huh?"

Tiancai, who is usually very quiet, was behaving differently today.

"You have friends, you have a tutor, and all I have are people who want to take my drawings. What's wrong with me! Ha! That's

funny !"

As he said this, Tiancai had a forced smile on his face.

Faced with this kind of Tiancai, Dapeng and Ahou felt a little scared.

The classmate who had just been clamoring to take the drawings from Xu Tiancai looked very ugly.

"You've got it wrong, haven't you? You've got it backwards! I'm the one who needs tutoring! What's going on?! Haha."

This was the first time in years that Da Peng had heard Tian Cai speak his mind.

"I'm not drawing anymore. Here!"

She tore off a few drawings of Hui Jun from her sketchbook and handed them to Da Peng.

"You can come to the tutoring room anytime if you want. Teacher Hui Jun is a very nice person."

"Haha! Who wants to go to a place like that?"

Chen Jiao Juan received another stack of sketchbooks full of homework from the head of the arts and crafts department, piling them high in the filing cabinet.

But this time, Xu Tian Cai's drawings were no longer as erotic as before.

"I've started learning to draw the depiction of clothing fabric."

Xu Tian Cai wrote this directly on the back of the drawing paper, as if he were talking to himself.

"You brat, you're too arrogant. Do you think your figure drawing is already very good?"

The figure in the drawing was Wu Fu Mei from the cooperative, dressed in denim and wearing boots. The background was a

heavy motorcycle. She stood with her hands on her hips, her serious eyes carrying a confident smile.

"Hmm...actually, it's not bad!"

Chen Jiaojuan picked up a 6B pencil from her desk and left a "Keep it up"

comment.

She planned to find some time to call Xu Tiancai over to explain the art class and art exam.

Other students who wanted to take the exam had already come to her, but this kid hadn't made a move. Was he

determined to succeed, or was he just absent-minded? Tiancai appeared at the cooperative not to run errands for Dapeng and the others, but

to look for Wu Fumei.

"Huh? What's up? Aren't you the one who...got injured last time?"

"This."

"What is this?"

"Big sister, thank you."

Wu Fumei couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw the drawing.

"Oh my! I'm not that pretty! You drew this?"

"Yeah."

"Thanks! Want some soda or juice?"

"No."

"Or do you want fried noodles?"

"No."

"Oh! Are those people still bullying you?"

"No."

"That's good! If you get into trouble again, come find me anytime."

"Thank you, big sister."

"Call me Fumei! And you?"

"Xu Tiancai."

"'Genius'? Your drawing really is genius! Hahahaha!" ***** This Sunday, Chen

Jiaojuan got up early and bought a ticket for a rickshaw at a stationery store to go to Taipei to buy art supplies.

The stationery store owner even begged her to bring some back for the store to sell, which made Chen Jiaojuan feel both annoyed and amused.

Although this wasn't a big city, this stationery store was out of stock even some basic art supplies. If anyone was to blame, it was probably

because "the college entrance exam doesn't include art

!" Even the students he mentors can't be allowed to use subpar materials, so he has to take a long trip every

now and .

The unlicensed taxi parked in front of the town hall square, completely unafraid of being shut down, because its biggest backer was

Speaker .

Although there wouldn't be many passengers at this time, the driver stubbornly refused to

leave early, not even on time.

Chen Jiaojuan got on the bus, wanting to find a good seat, but saw Xu Tiancai on the same bus.

Their eyes met, but they didn't greet each other, not even a nod.

Chen Jiaojuan inwardly scolded the brat for being so inconsiderate, but not wanting to lose face by speaking first, she casually found a seat

, took out her large sunglasses from her bag, put them on, drew the curtains, and closed her eyes to rest.

The unlicensed taxi, following radio calls from various ticket offices, determined which

interchange passengers. Despite the constant boarding and alighting, it was still faster than taking the train. Around noon, it arrived

near Taipei Main Station and stopped in front of a newsstand filled with gossip magazines and gambling tabloids.

Sitting for so long had caused Chen Jiaojuan's poor blood circulation; her legs were sore and numb, and wearing high heels, she tripped and fell

, landing squarely on top of Xu Tiancai.

"Ouch! What are you doing?"

"What are you doing talking to your teacher like that! No manners! You brat!"

The two got off the taxi and waited at the same bus stop, boarding the same bus.

Chen Jiaojuan felt incredibly unlucky, thinking she'd run into Xu Tiancai, this jinx.

When Xu Tiancai got off at the same stop again, Chen Jiaojuan finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey! Why are you following me?!"

"Who's following you?"

"You!"

"You bitch! Who wants to follow you?!"

"Who are you calling a bitch? Xu Tiancai, how dare you talk to your teacher like that! You're dead when you get back to school!"

"It's Sunday! It's a holiday! Who cares if you're my teacher or not!"

Chen Jiaojuan was being talked back to like this by Xu Tiancai for the first time, half angry and half stunned.

Xu Tiancai ignored her and walked ahead into an art supply store. On this

street of , this one was quite different. The decor was elegant, and the merchandise wasn't as cluttered as the others.

Although Chen Jiaojuan had always known about this store, she intuitively felt that the items inside must be more expensive than others, and she

had never gone inside since her student days.

Chen Jiaojuan watched from outside and saw Xu Tiancai interacting warmly with a mature woman who seemed to be the store manager.

This was the first time she had seen Xu Tiancai, usually so gloomy and taciturn at school, so cheerful.

For some reason, she was drawn in by the scene and entered the shop for the first time.

"Mom, this is our school's art teacher."

Xu Tiancai, who had been arguing with her just minutes before, introduced himself. Chen Jiaojuan felt goosebumps

all over, but she had to maintain a respectable demeanor.

"Hello."

"Hello, teacher. Thank you for taking care of Tiancai."

"No, not at all! Xu Tiancai is very 'independent,' I don't need to worry about him much!"

Chen Jiaojuan forced a smile, feeling it looked fake.

(That brat!) "Teacher, please pick anything you need. If you have too much, we'll

ship it to you."

"Ah? Okay, okay!"

Chen Jiaojuan then noticed that the shop had many imported art supplies and

paints that she could never have dreamed of during her student days, especially German products. Even after becoming a teacher and having a stable salary, she had only

bought a few of them.

Although Xu Tiancai's mother was introducing the items, Chen Jiaojuan already knew these were well-known high-end products. Glancing

at the prices, she still found it difficult to make a purchase.

"We also have some more affordable items on the second floor, and you're welcome to take a look!"

Xu Tiancai's mother seemed to have read her mind. Or perhaps the high-priced items here simply

weren't easy to sell? "There's a coffee shop and light meals on the third floor. Please come up for a casual meal later."

"Oh? How could I?"

"It's all very simple food, please don't be shy."

Xu Tiancai's mother possessed a refined air, both in appearance and demeanor. However, Chen Jiaojuan, having heard that Xu Tiancai's parents

had divorced a few years ago, couldn't quite understand why a man would abandon such a woman.

The restaurant on the third floor was filled with students who appeared to be art students. Everyone greeted Xu Tiancai's mother

warmly with "Hello, Aunt Chen."

"Oh? Your surname is Chen?"

"That's right, Chen of the East Ear. Is yours too, teacher?"

"Yes! My surname is Chen, Jiao as in bright and clear, Juan as in sharing the moon's beauty across a thousand miles."

"Teacher's name is very poetic! I guess you were born around the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Yes! Miss Chen, you have a high level of literary cultivation!"

"Heh, Jiao Juan, you can just call me Hui Xian, Hui as in wisdom, Xian as in skill."

"Hui Xian, this name suits your temperament very well! A good name!"

The two women started a conversation because of their surnames, and then they realized that they both studied in the art department of the same university.

Those shared memories on Heping East Road were enough to chat about for an afternoon.

Xu Tiancai, who couldn't join the conversation, went to the art studio next door to kill time.

"You're here?"

"Yes! How are you?"

"Nothing much."

Xu Tiancai's younger sister, Qiaoxin, sat in front of the easel, mixing colors, and caught a glimpse of her brother out of the corner of her eye.

"You still haven't joined the art class?"

"I don't need to!"

"But..."

"Oh! I don't want to go through that trouble!"

"It's better to have a teacher to guide you, right? If you want to come back and study art here."

"Okay, okay!"

"Hehe! It's a deal!"

"Okay!"

"Brother! Do you see anything different about me?"

"Huh? New glasses?"

"You were wearing these last time you came!"

Qiaoxin tiptoed to draw the curtains and lock the door, lifting her t-shirt in front of her brother.

"Hey! Sis! What are you doing..."

"Does it look good? My first bra. Mom and I picked it out at the department store."

It turned out that Qiaoxin had started developing, her breasts were slightly protruding.

"You don't have to show this off to me like this, do you?"

"Hmph! Does it look good or not?" "

It looks good! You're dressed!

" "What's good about it

?" "You look cute in it! Hurry up and put your clothes on!"

"Hehe! It's the same set as my underwear!"

"Xu Qiaoxin! That's enough!"

Xu Tiancai blushed as his sister teased him.

"I'm ignoring you, I'm going back."

"Brother!

" "What? " "

Please."

"Huh?"

"Draw me a picture of what I look like now."

"No way!"

"Soon, I'll become even more different from how I am now."

Qiaoxin, who was entering puberty, felt inexplicably uneasy about the gradual changes in her body.

If her mother hadn't noticed that she should wear a bra, she would still prefer to wear those tank tops with cartoon

patterns .

"So what?"

"Then I won't be the little sister you know."

"Hmm..."

"Draw me one?"

Before Xu Tiancai could answer whether it was yes or no, Qiaoxin had already taken off her glasses and started taking off her t-shirt and denim

skirt .

After taking off her pure white underwear, she leaned against the wall. Although she hadn't learned how to pose yet, with her hands against the wall

and her left leg bent, she already looked quite professional.

Xu Tiancai couldn't refuse his sister's request and picked up a pencil.

"Please, brother."

Xu Tiancai had never drawn the figure of a girl who was just developing and still had a bit of baby fat. Several times, when he started sketching, he

drew his sister too slender. Qiaoxin looked like her mother; she was a very beautiful girl and had inherited her mother's naturalness and unpretentiousness

when she was a nude model . However, she was still somewhat shy when her brother saw the slightly dark hair that had just grown in her pubic area. Xu Tiancai remembered that in this art studio, his mother hadn't worn any clothes in front of the older brothers and sisters , letting them draw her. Jia Yuan was very proud of marrying such a beauty as Huixian, as if he were showing off his abilities, letting his wife expose herself in front of everyone, which made him even more excited. Hui-hsien thought that Chia-yuan was also a supporter of art, which was why he readily agreed to let his wife "It's okay to be completely naked when needed!" So Hui-hsien gradually got used to being completely naked in this art studio.

Jia Yuan enjoyed watching the male students' reactions from the corner, inflicting that "you can see, but you can't have!" kind

of mental torture.

But when Tian Cai often came to this place to find his mother after school, and saw Hui Xian still naked

, hugging Tian Cai and teaching him how to use art supplies, Jia Yuan felt a strange jealousy. Instead, he started arguing with Hui Xian, accusing her of being too indecent and not respecting etiquette, and eventually even hurling insults

like "slut!" and "vulgar!" "You were wet then, right?" "What?" "That day when that boy asked you to spread your legs!" "What did you say!?" "Slut! You slut! Did you do it with him in secret!?" " Xu Jia Yuan! You really went too far!" At that time, Xu Tian Cai didn't understand what his parents were arguing about. He always thought it was because he was naughty that his parents divorced . Even though he stopped fighting with his sister for toys and candy and behaved well, it didn't change the fact that his parents eventually divorced. Now, her younger sister, now grown up, is like her mother before her, being sketched in this studio. "One more, please? Change the angle, turning her back and side to face me at a 45-degree angle." Her brother is focused on capturing her youthful figure, which touches Qiaoxin deeply. "Brother, you've always been good at drawing. You must come back here and study at the art school here." Seeing the two finished sketches, Qiaoxin is very satisfied. She carefully puts them in her collection album, which contains many drawings her brother has made for her from the past to the present. This collection album is a treasure that Qiaoxin cherishes very much. "Of course I'll come back." Xu Tiancai puts on his usual poker face, but with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, and pinches Qiaoxin's nose in annoyance. It's almost dusk on their way back. Traffic near Taipei Main Station is very congested on Sundays. After booking their return tickets, Chen Jiaojuan and Xu Tiancai decide to grab something to eat at McDonald's first, otherwise, if they get back to town too late, there won't be many good places to eat. Senior Hui-xian enthusiastically offered to help Chen Jiao-juan pack and ship the art supplies she had chosen that day, and even gave her a very good discount. So Chen Jiao-juan didn't have to carry so many bags, making her much more relaxed than before. She only had a few more catalogs in her bag, as she needed to give a few to the stationery store owner later. Although she had met Senior Hui-xian today, it didn't change Xu Tian-cai's cold attitude towards her. The two sat facing each other, each eating their own food with their heads down. On the return trip in the unlicensed taxi, Chen Jiao-juan decided to sit with Xu Tian-cai. Xu Tian-cai didn't say anything, but simply took out his Walkman from his backpack and put on his headphones. Chen Jiao-juan took the left earphone from Xu Tian-cai's ear and listened to it. Xu Tian-cai didn't resist; the headphones were playing Michael Jackson songs. During the journey, Chen Jiao-juan unknowingly fell asleep. When she woke up, she found Xu Tian-cai also fast asleep, leaning against her shoulder, drool about to drip from his mouth. "Hey! Wake up! Wake up!" "Ah!" "Wipe yourself!" Chen Jiaojuan took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to Xu Tiancai. "Oh, thank you, teacher." (This kid, at least he has some manners.) "Do you want to study at an art school in Taipei?" "Hmm, it's okay." "If you want to, then you do; if you don't, then you don't! There's no such thing as 'okay'!" " I want to ." "Starting tomorrow, come find me for intensive training." "Okay." "Your mom is too kind; I can't repay her favor otherwise! You know?" "Okay." Chen Jiaojuan secretly vowed to make sure this kid got in. The rickshaw got off at the interchange and returned to town. This time, Chen Jiaojuan deliberately pretended to be nonchalant, walking ahead of Xu Tiancai without saying goodbye. Anyway, they would meet again tomorrow. The Teachings of Love (09) Author: 1smore Word Count: 4604 The Teachings of Love (Nine) Su Zhen had arranged to catch up with Jia Rong and cook some simple dishes that she often ate on the basketball team during her university days. Su Zhen was busy tidying up her house and took advantage of the few days that Sheng Xuanmin was away on a business trip to visit Jia Rong. "Wow! Senior, how come your house is so luxurious!?" "Sit down!" Su Zhen turned on the TV, and the screen showed a live satellite broadcast of a Japanese professional baseball game. "This... Senior, how come you have this?" "I installed a 'little ear'." "Little ear ? " "You really don't know what a little ear is?" "What is that?" "It's satellite TV, commonly known as a little ear." "Oh, that sounds expensive." "Not really, I just asked the manufacturer to install it." Jia Rong didn't dare to tell Su Zhen about what had happened recently. She was ashamed to admit that she had sold her body and soul , and even more ashamed that Sheng Xuanmin had awakened her senses. Back home, she still had to play the role of a dutiful mother and a virtuous wife. In the years since her child was born, she had become quite indifferent and passive towards sex, but recently her husband had praised her for being more open. She wondered if he was suspicious, and her attempts to guide him to stimulate those previously undiscovered sensitive areas and pursue pleasure became more reserved. The secret she kept and her inability to fully enjoy herself made her feel sad and disgusted with this hypocrisy. She also secretly resented her husband for only caring about gratification, making their sex life seem like a tedious routine. This dissatisfaction in bed also affected her work performance during the day. She was often distracted by what happened in the principal's office that day, and today she was publicly reprimanded . At this moment, Su-zhen was thinking about the unpleasant memories triggered by Jia-rong's question about her little ear. If she had been more grounded back then, she and her boyfriend of many years from university would be living . On a nice day, you can ride a motorcycle a long way to the stadium to watch a game; even on a rainy day, you can comfortably drink beer and watch baseball on the sofa. But all of that was destroyed by a single wrong decision .

"Ah, the potatoes have all sprouted."

"Ha, looks like you don't cook often, senior?"

"Sigh, I'll go out and buy some."

"Shall I come with you?"

"It's okay! You sit down, the supermarket is just across the street, I'll be right back."

Su-zhen was actually overwhelmed with sadness and didn't want to lose her composure in front of her junior, so she made an excuse to leave temporarily. There was a large chain supermarket

across the street from , and a traditional market was right next door, making for a very convenient place to live, but for Su-zhen

, it was now just a cage. After the elevator doors closed, she finally couldn't hold back her tears.

Inside the supermarket, she was filled with memories of shopping with her boyfriend. She grabbed a few quick-cooking ingredients and

a bag of potatoes, then quickly went to the checkout, not wanting to linger for even a second longer and be reminded of painful memories. Glancing at the wheel cake

vendor , Suzhen recalled how after softball practice, everyone would eat wheel cakes on the riverbank. Jiarong would complain that

not only did she regain all the calories she had burned, but there were even leftovers, and that she was getting fatter and fatter from

playing softball , which made everyone laugh.

Thinking of this, Suzhen's dejected expression regained a slight smile. She and a group of

students , surrounded the vendor and bought another bag of wheel cakes. Carrying both hands, she was even

helped by a fellow student who recognized her to carry some across the street.

Back at her place, she took out her key to open the door, only to find it unlocked. Suzhen was certain she had locked the door before leaving

, and a chill ran down her spine, her blood rushing to her head. After opening the door, she saw a man's leather shoes in the entryway, and groans echoed from

inside .

It was indeed Sheng Xuanmin, lying on the wooden floor of the living room with Jiarong, mutually sucking and licking each other's genitals.

Hearing Suzhen's footsteps, Jiarong nervously stopped what she was doing, but the unrestrained Sheng Xuanmin continued

to lick and tease Jiarong's vulva.

Seeing her indecent state, Jiarong frowned, closed her eyes, and

shook .

"Oh! So you two know each other? Why didn't you say so sooner!"

Sheng Xuanmin stopped licking and said casually to Suzhen, but his fingers continued to stroke

Jiarong's clitoris.

"Sheng Xuanmin! Don't touch her!"

"Ah, Miss Chen, are you really not going to? You can say so if you don't want it!"

Jiarong looked at the thick, hard penis in front of her, remembering that the principal had just come in right after her senior.

Although surprised, she didn't think much

of it. Sheng Xuanmin first took out a bottle of whiskey from the cabinet and invited Jiarong to drink with him

. Jiarong politely drank a little. Sheng Xuanmin made no attempt to hide his lust. Jia Rong,

slightly sweetness of the previous day, half-heartedly accepted the principal's bold flirting.

"Why are your shoulders so stiff? Work must be tiring. Come on, let me massage them for you."

"Your calves too! Walking all day? Sales work is really tough!"

Sheng Xuanmin first used his experienced caresses to soften Jia Rong's initially tense state,

making her feel cherished by the principal. When Sheng Xuanmin started to undress her, she remembered that

her underwear and stockings were plain flesh-colored and unattractive, so she tugged at her shirt,

unwilling to let the principal take them off. But Sheng Xuanmin still unbuttoned them one by one.

"Sweetie, let me see."

When the principal saw her underwear, Jia Rong was almost mortified. Little did she know, Sheng

Xuanmin particularly loved this kind of ordinary underwear. The contrast it created on the innocent woman he was raping

—this alluring sexiness—was something Jia Rong had never experienced before:

the garter belts .

When she pulled down the principal's underwear, revealing his erect penis, Jia Rong felt dizzy

, both afraid and anticipating the intense pleasure it had previously given her. They were now completely naked, but

Sheng Xuanmin didn't rush into intercourse. He lifted Jia Rong from behind, sat her down on the leather sofa, and continued to

caress her, praising her figure with sweet words.

"Sigh, childbirth must have been tough, right?"

The principal gently stroked the scar from her C-section with his index finger, whispering in her ear. This deeply moved Jia Rong.

Several times, she almost couldn't resist abandoning her last vestiges of feminine reserve and giving the man before her a deep kiss to express her emotions.

Finally, she made up her mind to give herself completely to this man tonight. Her husband had never

caressed ; perhaps he thought it was unsightly and didn't want to talk about it? At this moment

, although the images of her husband and child were still clear in her mind, the burning desire aroused by the principal had overwhelmed ethics and morality.

Feeling that huge penis pressing against her buttocks, growing harder and harder, she thought she couldn't just let the principal

serve her. So she turned around, wanting to use her mouth to caress the principal's penis.

But Sheng Xuanmin, seeing Jia Rong's relaxed buttocks and thigh muscles, knew that this woman was about to be his

prize. If he continued to give her stronger stimulation, he could completely subdue her. He got up from the sofa, lay on

the floor , and gestured for Jia Rong to use the 69 position to satisfy each other. This was Jia Rong's first time experiencing this position, and she felt

embarrassed . The principal was carefully sucking and licking her genitals, the pressure evenly distributed between her clitoris and vulva

, causing her to gush with lustful fluids. A tingling sensation kept surging through her, and she could only respond with even more passionate sucking and licking, letting the large penis in front of her envelop her

mouth, moistening it with saliva, and gently gliding her tongue over the glans, eliciting satisfied moans from the principal.

If her senior hadn't returned, she would have continued to suck and spit out the principal's penis until he couldn't help but ejaculate in

her mouth for the first time.

Although the principal's penis was ugly and terrifying, it was the devil she had been thinking about lately. At this moment, with a feeling of tenderness towards it,

Jia Rong turned around absentmindedly, holding

the penis that she had been sucking and licking, and aimed it at her incredibly wet opening, which had been licked by the principal. As soon as she inserted the glans, she couldn't help but sit down,

swallowing the entire huge penis in one gulp. As she was filled by the devil, she let out a satisfied moan.

"Ah~"

(Never mind! Never mind!)

Sheng Xuanmin hadn't expected this woman to be so thirsty. The sudden, intense stimulation caused him

to groan, then he reacted, matching Jia Rong's rhythm with his thrusts.

"Hahahaha! I knew you'd want more!"

(Yes! I want it! I want it!)

(If my senior can have it, then so can I!)

Su Zhen never expected that Jia Rong would choose to have sex with this devil right in front of her. She remembered her boyfriend

standing in the same spot, witnessing her being raped by Sheng Xuanmin, breaking down and unable to accept the fact, leading to their

breakup . And now, her most cherished junior was also being defiled by Sheng Xuanmin, yet appearing to enjoy it.

She felt powerless to stop Sheng Xuanmin from preying on her junior. With her back to them, she slumped in the entryway,

blaming herself for agreeing to tonight's dinner.

Jia Rong straddled the principal, her swaying breasts tempting Sheng Xuanmin to reach out and cup them. His index and

middle pinched her cherry-blossom pink nipples, squeezing and releasing rhythmically with each thrust. Jia Rong also occasionally guided

the principal's penis along her vaginal walls to stimulate her sensitive areas.

(This bitch is quite something! She really knows how to enjoy the spots I helped her develop!)

"Miss Chen, is it good?"

"Mmm...mmm..."

"Come on! Let me make you feel even better!"

Sheng Xuanmin switched to the doggy style, allowing his erect penis to thrust into Jia Rong more intensely. The two of them

fucked fiercely until they were covered in sweat. Jia Rong's makeup was ruined, her hair was flat, and her bangs were stuck to her forehead. Feeling that the

same orgasm that made her feel like she was going to die was about to come, she suddenly became very scared and couldn't help but cry.

"No! No! No! No! I'll die! I'll die!"

She had her first time. Her constantly contracting vagina gripped his penis so tightly that Sheng Xuanmin almost couldn't hold back and ejaculated.

(Ah~ this woman! Her reaction is so strong!)

"Waaah..."

"Come on, let me continue to make you feel good!"

"Ah! Ah! No! No!"

The continuous orgasms made Jia Rong feel completely satisfied. With her arms wrapped around the principal's neck, the two of them

made their final sprint in the train bento position. Jia Rong stuck her tongue into the principal's mouth and passionately kissed

Sheng Xuanmin . Stimulated by Jia Rong's passionate action, Sheng Xuanmin also reached his climax.

"Ah! It's coming! It's coming! Ah!"

Jia Rong was held tightly by the principal, feeling his penis trembling and ejaculating hot semen.

A warm current spread from her uterus to her whole body, and her fair skin turned red from the orgasm.

Even though she felt the principal had ejaculated, the two continued to hold each other tenderly. Jia Rong's eyes were half-closed, and she kept kissing

the principal.

"Ah! Miss Chen, ah! You're good! Just like we said before, starting tomorrow, we'll use your company

's products!"

Hearing this, Jia Rong seemed to wake up from a dream, pulled away from the principal's limp penis, and pushed the principal away.

Sheng Xuanmin had initially been very gentlemanly, taking out a tissue to help Jia Rong wipe herself, but Jia Rong still pushed the principal's hand away.

Seeing that he had made a fool of himself, Sheng Xuanmin took a can of beer from the refrigerator and went into the bathroom.

Jia Rong sat there, the man's semen still seeping from between her legs. The principal's words reminded

her that the other man was just putting on an act, that the relationship was only for business, and

gave her

a way out for her infidelity-mindedness that night: "This can't be considered an affair, it's for the order! I did it for the order!"

"Senior! I got... I got the order!"

Su Zhen looked at the disheveled Jia Rong, who still spoke to her with that innocent expression she always had

, and couldn't help but slap Jia Rong.

"Idiot! You idiot! Can you not take it so seriously!? Didn't I say I didn't want to

deal with this devil?"

Jia Rong felt wronged, and the reason she thought she could justify only deceived herself,

not others, so she became a little angry and ashamed.

"You're the idiot! How else would I make more money? Do you know how expensive my

house is? Do you know how expensive my child's tutoring fees are? Do you know our company

will go bankrupt if we keep going like this? You don't understand anything! Your senior is the idiot!"

That night, Su-zhen and Jia-rong parted on bad terms and hadn't been in contact for quite some time.

After successfully securing the order from the school, Jia-rong also shook off the gloom of the past period and felt that everything she did was going smoothly. Even the fried eggs she made

in the morning were perfectly fried, and... the quality of her sex life with her husband had also improved significantly,

so she didn't think much about what happened with her senior.

"Hurry up! Otherwise you'll be late for work or school!"

"Mom, I want hamburger steak for dinner tonight too, and pudding for dessert!"

"Okay, okay! Study hard at school, and you can eat something delicious when you get back!"

"Okay!"

"Wife! I need to use the car today!"

"Okay! Go ahead and drive! Remember to fill up the tank on your way back."

Jia Rong was just about to leave when she found a package addressed to Su Zhen in the mailbox.

Opening it, she found a cassette tape and the champion badge inside. There was also a note attached.

"Please keep this for me for now, I'll come back for it. Thank you. Su Zhen."

Jia Rong went back inside, took out her tape recorder, and played the tape. As she listened, tears

streamed down

her face. The audio was all secretly recorded by Su Zhen, showing Sheng Xuanmin and the manufacturers dividing the spoils and taking kickbacks,

along with records of her own unfortunate experience of being used as a sex slave.

She had always thought her senior was the principal's mistress, but it turned out there was more to the story.

Jia Rong rode her motorcycle to her senior's house, but the door was locked. She borrowed a phone from the security guard downstairs and tried to call, but no

one answered. The guard then remembered that Su Zhen had left early that morning and had greeted him. She ran to the school cooperative,

but the employee, Wu Fumei, said that she was also looking for Su Zhen.

"Senior, where are you? Please don't do anything foolish! Senior!"

Jia Rong remembered how Su Zhen had taken good care of her at school, treating her like a sister, and she also remembered

Su Zhen's scolding that night. She regretted talking back to her.

The main text is "The Teachings of Love" (10-12)

Author: 1smore

Words: 9640

(10)

The man leaned against the window and stubbed out his cigarette in the soil of the potted plants on the balcony when he heard the door open.

The landlord had left those potted plants to wither and die, but Hui Jun couldn't bear to see them wither and die. With careful care, she

restored them to their lush green state.

"Why are you so late? The food's all cold."

On the table was a bag of fried chicken and bubble tea, along with a bottle of beer, two of which the man had already finished.

The air inside was thick with the smell of fried food and cigarettes. Huijun disliked the smell of smoke and would usually

stay , but the cigarette the man was smoking had a sweet and mellow aroma, so Huijun wasn't

particularly bothered by it.

"The coach's here to see you again! Why don't you seem very happy?"

the man said, as he restlessly started to take off Huijun's t-shirt. Huijun didn't resist, but simply

looked calmly at Zhou Tianli, the coach of the department's basketball team, though everyone was used to calling him Coach.

"The semester's almost over, right? You should probably come back to practice basketball soon."

While other university girls were wearing colorful and dazzling lingerie, Huijun was still wearing

a white bra that looked like something out of a middle school classmate, and she had deliberately chosen a style with less support, just to hide her actually

well-developed, very proud, yet embarrassingly large bust. Her perfect W-shaped curves were now

at the man's greedy gaze and fondling.

"Ah... it's still so alluring here."

The man couldn't help but bury his face between Huijun's breasts, his arms wrapped around her slender waist. Huijun gently

stroked the man's head, but her heart remained largely unmoved.

"I've been busy all day, sweating a lot. Let me take a shower first, okay?"

"No! You know I love your scent!"

Every so often, the man would come south to see Huijun under various pretexts. Huijun's ordinary appearance and unassuming,

low-key demeanor made it hard for others to imagine she had an affair with the coach. When she called

home basketball team, they would often openly gossip about the married coach,

how he was flirting with some pretty player, and how he was hooking up with her.

So much had happened at school lately, leaving Huijun exhausted. She just wanted a quick shower and a good night

's sleep. But faced with the coach, who was like a dog seeking only sexual gratification, she still yielded to him despite her exhaustion. Huijun realized during her internship that

her soft-hearted, submissive nature made her vulnerable to being taken advantage of,

and she began to loathe herself, but it wasn't something she could change overnight.

"Ah...whoosh...you're so good at rocking!"

Huijun had seen the man's wife, a great beauty. She had once thought that what attracted him to her wasn't her appearance,

but a connection on a spiritual level. However, Huijun also knew several of the gossipy female protagonists in the story,

all of whom were quite beautiful. Compared to them, she didn't have anything particularly outstanding. The man had confided in her about

his hopeless future as a national team player and professional athlete, and

his decision to seek a teaching position, at least for a stable income. This had sparked a sense of sympathy in her. But Huijun felt that this

relationship, which wasn't really love and felt like walking a tightrope, had to end. She had thought about breaking up with him several times. This

was the last time, really the last time. It was too tiring to continue like this.

"Ah...you...ah...ah...no..."

The thought that the man had more than just her as an extramarital affair partner, that in his mind she was

nothing more than a bitch he would think of when he wanted pleasure, fueled a surge of hatred and resentment. Huijun suddenly lost her composure and forcefully

grabbed the man's neck.

(Go to hell! Go to hell! You bastard! Go to hell! Go to hell!)

"Ah...ah..."

The man struggled, but couldn't break free from Huijun, whose strength rivaled that of a man. Huijun desperately shook her body back and forth,

her breasts, hair, and sweat swaying. The man, intensely stimulated, his penis became as hard as an iron rod,

reaching a heavenly climax before suffocating from lack of oxygen, continuously ejaculating inside Huijun.

Huijun released her grip, leaving the man's body, her mind blank, only thinking of rushing to the bathroom,

but the man immediately hugged her from behind.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at this, that was really exciting. Where did you learn that?"

"Let's...let's end it here, don't come looking for me again."

Huijun choked, her shoulders trembling, pushing away the man's embrace. The man noticed two

lines of hot tears on Huijun's face, but didn't say anything more. After Huijun left the bathroom, she was alone in the room. The bubble tea on the table

was a new one the man had gone to buy; it was still ice-cold. Bubble tea was the only

thing she would ever ask the man for, even if it was just a little coaxing. The man hadn't taken the pack of cigarettes; there were still two left.

That night, Hui-jun saw the brand of the cigarettes clearly for the first time, lit one, and

silently smoked it by the window, enjoying the summer night breeze. Unfamiliar with smoking, she choked on it, coughing and laughing at her own clumsiness

.

****

The next day, Friday evening, after finishing her schoolwork, Hui-jun went to the hospital again. Entering the ward,

she saw Da-peng's mother, as well as "Uncle" Xu and Xu Tian-cai, and Lin Jian-hong, whom Da-peng called "Big Boy."

"Hello, teacher."

"It's so lively today! So many people have come to see you."

"Yeah!"

"The nurse just told me you'll be able to get your cast off soon!"

"I've been ready for a long time! I'm fine now!"

"What are you pretending for!?"

"Hahahaha..."

Almost a month ago, during the school's morning cleaning, Dapeng saw thugs extorting money from students sweeping the outer area

. He intervened but was beaten by the thugs. Many shopkeepers nearby watched the commotion but no one

intervened . The janitors at the school gate reported it to the disciplinary office, but even when the discipline director, Tang Huailu, arrived, he didn't dare to help

the students. Among the crowd, only Huijun grabbed a bamboo broom and ran towards the scene of the incident. Tang Huailu and

several other discipline teachers only dared to follow after seeing someone running ahead.

"Stop hitting them! Stop hitting them! I told you to stop!"

No matter how much Huijun shouted, the thugs didn't stop. Hui-jun couldn't hold back any longer. She grabbed a broom and started

beating the group of thugs, enraging them and causing them to turn on her. Just then

, the sound of police sirens rang out. Seeing this, the thugs immediately jumped on their motorcycles and tried to escape. Lin Hui-jun tried to chase after one group

with , but was stopped by a teacher from the discipline department.

"Damn it! You crazy bastards! You stinky bastards!"

The police cars drove into the school, not stopping near the scene of the incident, letting the thugs escape.

The number of police cars was also excessive, including patrol cars from the District Prosecutor's Office and the Investigation Bureau, surrounding all

the school entrances and exits. Soon after, vehicles from various media outlets arrived. It was Hui-jun's incessant crying and screaming...

This caught the attention of a captain, who then dispatched two officers to handle the

violent incident that occurred not far from the school gate. Da Peng was severely injured and on the verge of death. After being taken to the ambulance,

a horrifying pool of blood remained at the scene.

While everyone was still in a daze, Sheng Xuanmin already knew that this large group of people was coming for him.

Today was supposed to be the opening ceremony of the new school building, and the entire school was going to

hold its weekly assembly in the new activity center on the first floor of the building. If the existing activity center were to be crammed with so many people, the air would be stuffy and poorly ventilated,

making people uncomfortable. However, the new activity center was much more spacious, and the design also took air conditioning into account. Sheng Xuanmin especially

liked the new principal's office. The soundproofing was better than the current one in the attic, and the decoration was more grand and luxurious.

"Ah! This woman, she's finally willing to let me be free too!"

When Zhang Suzhen suddenly disappeared a few days ago, Sheng Xuanmin had already prepared himself mentally. He drank a glass of red wine and

calmly walked out of the principal's office. Facing the prosecutor, Sheng Xuanmin offered no physical or verbal resistance,

which earned him courtesy and allowed him to maintain a semblance of dignity in front of the entire school. However,

just as everyone was about to leave, bullets fired from an unknown direction

instantly into a bloody gunfight.

The wounded were carried out one after another; some saw Sheng Xuanmin, some saw police officers, and some students

testified that one of them was the owner of the nearby comic book store.

Even more bizarrely, Sheng Xuanmin's luxurious detached house in the suburbs burst into flames before the authorities arrived and began

their search ; the fire and smoke were visible from the city center. Everything flammable inside

was destroyed, and the principal's wife and their domestic helper, Ms. Luo, were missing.

The police launched a search for the two, but made no progress. The published list of casualties did

not include the rumored "comic book store owner." However, the fact that the comic book store had not been open for business for a long time aroused even more suspicion.

Even though the police and prosecutors had repeatedly clarified the situation publicly, they could not stop the gossip.

The Education Bureau urgently appointed an acting principal to take over the school affairs, but in fact, in this turbulent time,

everyone believed that the person who could properly control the overall situation was none other than the discipline director, Hung Chi-Chi. Hung Chi-Chi had become the

de facto principal.

The local reporters, who had originally had a harmonious relationship with the school and had only ever interviewed about the school's outstanding achievements and activities, had now become bloodthirsty, clinging to the topic of the school's corruption and constantly digging for

further information from all sides. Hung Chi-Chi was gradually becoming overwhelmed in order to deal with them.

(XI)

Hung Chi-Chi, carrying a basket of fruit, led the acting principal, a group of students, and several reporters, and ignored the nurses

' obstruction and forced her way into the ward.

"Come on! Ladies and gentlemen reporters, this is Wang Dapeng, our student who was recently injured while bravely

protecting his classmate. Our school always emphasizes 'honesty' and '

courage' in its students, and Wang's actions demonstrate that we have truly implemented ethical and moral education in our students.

Today, we've come to ask the principal to present him with an award, and our student affairs office has also decided to award Wang

a major commendation. Come on! Please welcome the principal!"

The acting principal and Hong Qianqian stood on the left and right sides of the hospital bed, holding an award and a fruit basket respectively, with

several students standing in rows on either side. Ironically, these students were not Dapeng's classmates at all; Dapeng

didn't know any of them. They were all "good" students selected by Hong Qianqian.

"Come on! Wang's mother, why don't you join us for a photo?"

Shuyi was very unhappy with Hong Qianqian's sudden intrusion and wore a sour face. In the past, every time she went to school

, she would cause trouble for Da Peng and apologize to Hong Qianqian. Hong Qianqian always looked down on her with her nose in the air

. Today, she was pretending to be so intimate just for show, which made her very disdainful. She waved her hand to indicate her refusal.

Hong Qianqian met Lin Jianhong's eyes. She still clearly remembered this "bad" student. She didn't know that he

also had dealings with the Wang family. Fearing that it would cause trouble, she immediately looked away. Lin Jianhong couldn't help but feel resentful when he saw the former head of discipline who had expelled

him . However, he

also felt that she, who had always been high and mighty, was now lowering herself and acting like an old man.

"Ah? Teacher Lin Huijun! You're here too? Come on! Come on!"

Huijun's face was also full of embarrassment, but she still went over. In front of the flashing lights,

she made a "V" sign with Da Peng and took a group photo with the group of people who had been mobilized and whose smiles were stiff.

"Thank you, Principal! Ladies and gentlemen reporters! Thank you! Please give us a good report! Come on!

Let's not disturb Wang's recovery! Hurry up and come out!"

Hong Qianqian bowed repeatedly at the ward door, saying "Thank you! Thank you!

I'm sorry !" before leaving under the nurses' resentful gazes. The head nurse immediately ran in to apologize to Shuyi and the patient in the next bed.

"Shuyi, I'm sorry! We didn't notice why so many people suddenly came."

"Yaqing! What are you apologizing to me for! We're old friends, what are you gossiping about? Besides, it's not your

fault!"

"That's right! Godmother, it's not your fault!"

Dapeng's "godmother," Yaqing, was Shuyi's junior high school classmate and one of the nurses who witnessed Dapeng's

birth . Shuyi, kicked out of her family, deprived of family support, and raising Dapeng independently,

probably wouldn't have survived until now without Yaqing's help in various ways. Yaqing was also saddened for a long time by Dapeng's injury,

as if her own child had been injured.

"You! It's all your fault! You little brat, trying to be a hero!"

Ya-ching gently pinched Da-peng's cheek.

"Hahahaha! I'm not a child anymore!"

"In your mom and godmother's eyes, you'll always be a child!"

"That's right!"

Although Ya-ching said that, she also understood that Da-peng had grown up, which also meant that she was no longer young.

"It's almost time, Shu-yi, you guys go back first!"

"Peng-zai! Get well soon! So you can come to my wedding!"

"Huh!?"

Jian-hong handed Shu-yi a wedding invitation, scratching the back of his head embarrassedly.

"Hey! Jian-hong, why didn't you say anything for so long?"

"Sister Shu-yi! Sorry!"

"You silly girl! Sorry for what? Congratulations!"

"Big boy! Congratulations!"

A wedding photo was tucked inside the invitation. The tall and handsome Jian-hong was undeniably photogenic, and usually, as a man...

The image of Fu Mei, deeply ingrained in people's minds, wore a white wedding dress and nestled against Jian Hong, presenting a different, delicate side.

"Da Peng, Teacher will come again tomorrow afternoon."

As Hui Jun helped Da Peng pull the blanket up, the beautiful scenery beneath her neckline—her full, tender breasts—

was once again exposed to him. This made Da Peng extremely embarrassed and tormented. Teacher Hui Jun, whom he had always treated as an "older sister," had

recently begun to realize that she was also a "woman." Having those "impure" thoughts about his beloved teacher, and

having occasional sexual fantasies, made Da Peng feel that he was despicable and shouldn't have done it, but his uncontrollable erection revealed his primal desires that he couldn't hide. "Teacher, you can go out and have fun this weekend, you don't have to come with me all the time." "If I don't help you catch up on what you're behind on the weekend, you'll fall behind your classmates!" "Sigh, okay! Thank you, teacher!" Resisting the urge to peek, Da Peng looked at Teacher Hui Jun's serious expression, smiled and nodded, thanking Teacher Hui Jun for her selfless dedication, while also feeling even more disgusted with his past lewd thoughts about the teacher. "You guys can go now, come back tomorrow if you're free, let Da Peng rest." The observant Ya Qing noticed that Da Peng's manhood was slightly bulging again, and timely saw them off, helping Da Peng out of the awkward situation. "It's okay, this is a natural reaction for boys as they grow up, don't be nervous. Your godmother will come to see you again later." Ya Qing pulled up the curtain of the hospital bed, whispered something in Da Peng's ear, gently comforting him, and then led Shu Yi and the others out of the ward. In recent years, weekend nights in town have been anything but peaceful, a peak period for street racing accidents and gang shootouts . The sirens of ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars blare and stop repeatedly, and the hospital emergency room is constantly filled with injured patients. On the floor that Ya-ching was responsible for, all the nurses had been urgently dispatched to support the emergency room, leaving Ya-ching on duty alone . "Ah-Chief! Taking care of things by yourself again?" " Hey! Why aren't you sleeping properly at night, running around everywhere?" "Ah, I missed you!" " You're so cheeky! Go back now! Don't let me find you still awake during rounds!" "Reporting, Ah-Chief! Yes, sir!" Ya-ching gathered some medical equipment and supplies, pushed the trolley, and began her rounds. She encountered that mischievous , and it took a lot of effort to get him to turn off the radio so it wouldn't disturb the patient in the next bed . She then gently read the newspaper to the elderly patient, as if reading a bedtime story, until he finally drifted off to sleep. (Sigh! It took almost half an hour just to check this room!) This patient rarely gets visitors, so he probably feels lonely and clings to Ya-ching. Ya-ching feels sorry for him, but it's true that it's difficult to get him to sleep. "Still not asleep?" "Yeah, can't sleep." "Still feeling bloated." "..." "Don't be shy! It's natural. Godmother will help you get it out, then you'll sleep better." Ya-ching checks on Da-peng's bed. She has always been open-minded in educating her godson about his sexual needs, hoping he won't develop any distorted ideas about sex. "What do you think of Teacher Hui-jun?" "Teacher... is a very nice person." "Hmm." A few days after Da-peng came to the hospital, Ya-ching knew that he might have difficulty . That night, during her rounds, she saw him struggling to clean up his nocturnal emissions, and he seemed confused by the embarrassing erotic dreams he had. She felt sorry for this child who had grown up without a father and had to deal with the troubles of puberty alone. As Dapeng 's godmother, Yaqing She had learned this from a senior nursing student during her internship and then passed it on to subsequent interns . The patients always responded with gratitude after experiencing relief, which made Yaqing, who was initially a bit shy and reserved, understand the significance of helping patients resolve these private needs. "You! It's normal to start being interested in women's bodies at this age. Don't suppress it too much . Just remember to 'act within the bounds of propriety' and have basic respect for women!" "Mm." "Good boy! Our Dapeng is becoming more and more sensible!" Yaqing still remembered the first time she helped Dapeng masturbate. Dapeng felt very embarrassed about exposing his body to his godmother, turning his head away and not daring to look at her. "Oh, you silly boy, your godmother has seen you naked since you were born! Don't be afraid, relax ." Da Peng is quite used to it now, letting Ya Qing take off her patient gown, leaving her completely naked. His penis, erect and standing straight, emerges from the thicket of black hair between his legs. Ya Qing squeezes some gel into her hand, rubs it, and gently grasps her godson's penis. "Shh~ Keep it down!" "Mmm..." Ya Qing's hand keeps stroking up and down, already feeling sore, and she has repeatedly applied more gel for lubrication, but Da Peng still hasn't ejaculated. As she masturbates him more and more often, Da Peng seems to be gradually learning how to prolong the pleasure. (Sigh, this child...) "Oh...hoo~ ah...oh...hoo~ ah..." Now, even if she uses her hand to tease his nipples, or lightly licks them with her tongue, or even unbuttons her nurse's uniform to show him her underwear , it no longer has a stimulating effect on him. This child has learned to adjust his breathing and distract himself, not wanting this pleasurable process to end so quickly. (My child! Hurry up and ejaculate!) "Hoo~ Ah... Hoo~ Ah..." (Sigh...) Ya-ching reached her hands behind her back, unbuttoned her bra, revealing her breasts, and leaned closer to Da-peng. These breasts had once nourished her own child and had also fed Da-peng. "Eat! You loved drinking your godmother's milk when you were little." "Mmm." But Da-peng didn't just suckle Ya-ching's nipples like an infant. He somehow learned to skillfully trace the areola with his tongue, then lick the nipple, and finally suckle rhythmically. "Oh... You..." She covered her mouth with her hand, afraid that her moans of pleasure would escape. The erect nipples continued to produce a tingling, sweet pleasure. Ya-ching felt that she was already getting wet down there. If this continued, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself.

(No! Stop torturing me! You child!)

"Ah! Godmother! I...I want to cum!"

"Okay...okay!"

Finally, before things got out of control and overflowed, everything was brought under control. Ya-ching

recovered from her slightly dazed state, her eyes slightly teary, her heart still pounding. As usual, she took a towel and

covered hand holding her godson's penis, making her final thrust, feeling the tightness in his penis, followed by

the hot, sticky semen overflowing onto her hand.

Looking at her godson's dazed eyes and panting breathless appearance, Ya-ching couldn't help but kiss his cheek. After

cleaning and wiping him, she helped him get dressed and covered him with a blanket.

"Godmother..."

"Are you feeling any better?"

"Yes...very comfortable. Thank you, Godmother."

"Silly boy! You're lasting longer and longer! Your wife will be so happy in the future!"

"What nonsense is Godmother talking about?"

"Okay! I won't say anymore! Go to sleep early!"

"Okay."

It was already 2 a.m. when they returned to the nursing station, and the nurses on duty with her had also returned. Ya-ching didn't

bother hide the towel that was stained with semen and smelled fishy, and the nurses all understood. They gave it a quick rinse

and then threw it into the large basket waiting to be washed and disinfected. Just as they finished, they saw that old, mischievous patient come running over, specifically

asking for "Ah Chang." Ya-ching could only give him a wry smile in return, find a nurse, and help him back to his ward.

"Auntie! Read this to me!"

"Oh dear! Haven't we read this several times already?" "

I don't care! Auntie! I want to hear it!"

"Okay! Okay! Keep your voice down, don't disturb others! I'll read it to you right now!"

Da Peng will be discharged in two days, and this lively character is the only one left on this floor, always finding things to do for her. Ya Qing

read a few paragraphs from an old newspaper from a few months ago. The serialized novel in the supplement was actually a patient's suggestion. She read a few paragraphs,

nodded to the nurse, and drew three circles on her left palm with her right index finger. The nurse saw this and went back to the nursing station

to get a towel and gel.

(12)

After breaking up with Hong Qianqian, Wu Peiqi submitted her resignation and completed the official procedures. Today is her last day teaching at this

school .

Although the parents' protests against the school and their support for Teacher Wu continued, Wu Peiqi had already made

her decision . As the homeroom teacher of Class 2-15, she initially

felt . However, aside from a few girls who came to take photos with her, no one expressed sadness.

During the last homeroom time after cleaning the classroom at the end of the semester, most of the students were still working on their test papers and

reference book questions, preparing for the first mock exam. A few students at the bottom of the class huddled together discussing

their summer vacation plans, but given the low atmosphere in the class, they didn't dare to be too outspoken.

After news of her resignation spread, several cram schools and private schools have been vying for her attention, hoping to hire

her as a teacher. Wu Pei-chi is also considering opening her own English cram school and has looked at several properties through real estate agents,

but hasn't found one she's satisfied with yet. The rent isn't the biggest problem for her, given her wealthy background. What

she finds troublesome is the time it takes to renovate these generally old buildings and find houses that meet fire safety regulations and are suitable for teaching . Although her husband, children, husband's family, and her own family all felt her decision was somewhat impulsive, and giving up a stable government teaching position was a great waste, she wasn't worried about finding a place to work given her reputation as a renowned teacher . Moreover, she was truly furious with Hong Qianqian. Wu Peiqi attended Jianhong and Fumei's wedding as a matchmaker, and photos of her appeared in various local newspapers. Upon discovering this, Hong Qianqian summoned her and berated her as if she were a suspect, believing she was connected to the Wu family, who had underworld connections. Furthermore, the groom was a student previously expelled from the school, and if the media sensationalized the situation, the school, which had barely calmed down, would be thrown into turmoil again. Hong Qianqian even suspected that Wu Fumei's previous visits to the school were actually informants specially arranged by Speaker Wu, secretly gathering evidence of Sheng Xuanmin's illegal activities. After the principal's incident, Wu Fumei resigned from her job at the cooperative, ostensibly to prepare for the wedding, but Hong Qianqian felt the timing was too coincidental. Wu Peiqi recalled her wedding day, wearing a dress she designed herself and had custom-made. Aunt Jin Xi, seeing her in this Hakka traditional floral fabric dress with openwork embroidery on the back and chest, a gown that balanced elegance and sexiness, praised her beauty, making her very happy. As she helped Aunt Jin Xi slowly walk into the wedding venue, the brightly dressed Wu Peiqi attracted everyone's attention, unaware that she almost stole the bride Wu Fumei's thunder. Attending Jianhong's wedding felt like witnessing her own brother's marriage, but Hong Qianqian's so harsh that she had a huge argument with Hong Qianqian on the spot. Previously, she had been powerless to stop Hong Qianqian from expelling Jianhong from school, but now Jianhong, through his hard work and dedication, ran his auto repair shop, neither stealing nor robbing, and providing a place for a group of teenagers to go and prevent them from going astray. Yet Hong Qianqian still held such a stereotype about him, which she could no longer tolerate. After packing the last of her personal belongings in the office, Wu Peiqi was about to leave . Few of her longtime colleagues came to say goodbye, which made her burst into tears, questioning whether she was such a failure as a person. Just then, someone patted her on the shoulder from behind—it was Chen Jiaojuan, her usual nemesis . "Are you free? Want to grab a coffee?" Chen Jiaojuan held several large cards in her hand. Wu Peiqi initially thought they were students' art assignments, but Chen Jiaojuan handed them to her, filled with messages of blessing from colleagues and students. " Let's go?" Chen Jiaojuan pulled Wu Peiqi out of the teachers' office, only to find the corridor crowded with colleagues. "Peiqi! Come on! Let's celebrate your escape from this misery!" This surprise made Wu Peiqi finally smile through her tears. After Da Peng and A Hou finished cleaning Lin Huijun's room, the landlord kept nagging, urging her to move out quickly. He said he had arranged for a family who were planning to move their household registration there to view the house that evening , and he also wanted to move the potted plants on the balcony to make more space. A Hou thought this man was incredibly snobbish and showed no mercy, and really wanted to punch him in the face. After Da Peng loaded Lin Huijun's several boxes of belongings onto the freight company's truck, he pulled her suitcase...

Securely fastened the motorcycle, Hui-jun rode on Ah-hou's bike, bidding farewell to the house she had lived in for a year. Da-peng,

carrying his things, didn't dare to speed too much, riding behind, watching Lin Hui-jun's retreating figure as the distance between him and Ah-hou's bike gradually increased.

"Damn it! This guy! Rushing, rushing! Is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?"

Ah-hou couldn't help but complain again, thinking of the landlord's terrible attitude earlier, wanting to stand up for Lin Hui-jun.

"Alright! Yu-hao, it's okay! The lease only lasts until today anyway."

"Teacher! Living in this shabby house is really too much of a hardship for you!"

"No, it's not!"

On the last day of her internship, the physical education teachers and counselors who usually sought Lin Hui-jun's help offered

only verbal thanks and stuffed some stationery samples from manufacturers into her hands as gifts, which seemed perfunctory.

On the contrary, the students were very enthusiastic, gathering at Ah-hou's snack bar in the evening to bid farewell to "Big Sister" and

"Big Brother," crowding the fairly large snack bar on the street to every seat.

Because of her act of stopping the thugs from beating up Dapeng with a broom, Lin Huijun earned the

nickname ." Even students from other schools, admiring Huijun's "loyalty," came to see her off.

"Hou Yuhao! Come help!"

With so many people in the shop, Uncle Hou was overwhelmed.

"Look how sensible Dapeng is, while you just sit there enjoying the cool air!"

Dapeng was diligently chopping tofu, seaweed, scallions, and other side dishes. Ah Hou, reluctantly

called over , helped serve rice and top it with minced meat.

"You, if you don't want to study, come back and take over this shop after you finish junior high! Don't just wander around outside all day, you're

useless!"

"Ugh! I don't want to!"

"Don't want to? If you don't want to do this, then what are you going to do?"

"Ugh! So annoying!"

"I'm telling you this for your own good, don't be ungrateful!

" "Okay, okay! I'm going to take the food to the teacher!"

"Hey! By the way, ask the teacher what she wants to drink, it's on me tonight!"

"You said it?" "

Damn it, you little rascal! I mean what I say! You doubt me?"

Noticing Lin Huijun looking this way, Uncle Hou realized his loud voice had made a fool of himself again and felt very

embarrassed .

"Teacher! Thank you so much for teaching our little rascal so well!"

"Uncle Hou, Yuhao is a good kid! I didn't do anything."

"Sigh, remember to come back and visit us when you have time!"

"Okay! Okay! Definitely! Definitely!"

That night, amidst everyone's laughter and commotion, Lin Huijun finished her internship as a student teacher. The children even

refused to leave after being taken to the train station, causing tension among the railway police and military police. It was only

after explained the situation that the situation calmed down.

"Teacher! This is a local specialty! It's not anything fancy, but it's delicious

! You can take it back to share with your family or friends!"

"Thank you, Aunt Wang."

"Teacher! Thank you so much for taking care of my Dapeng!"

"Aunt Wang, it's what I should do."

"If you ever need my help in the future, remember to tell me! Whether it's writing a letter or making a phone call,

I'll definitely help you to the end."

"Okay! Thank you, Aunt Wang."

"Dapeng! Come on! Say goodbye to your teacher."

Shuyi pulled Dapeng, who was standing to the side, over. Dapeng had just secretly drunk a few glasses of Taiwan Beer, his face was flushed, and

he felt a little dizzy. He tried to see Lin Huijun clearly, but his eyes were blurry, and he was unsteady on his feet.

"Teacher, thank you!"

After saying this, Dapeng suddenly became so drunk that he passed out, causing a gasp from the crowd, followed by

a burst of laughter. The crowd

gradually . Both boys and girls couldn't help but cry, and finally shouted in unison, "

Goodbye, Teacher Huijun! Goodbye, Teacher Huijun!" The loud voices echoed through the station.

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After exiting the interchange, Jia Rong returned to the county, but this time she was driving her newly purchased imported car. Election campaign

flags filled every road, and billboards of all sizes displayed candidates' campaign slogans . "One person elected, two people serve. Please continue to support ●● and ●● Wu Fumei!" The new car had excellent sound insulation, but the broadcast from the candidate's campaign vehicle approaching from the opposite direction was still clearly . (Hmm.) The pink-painted campaign vehicle displayed photos of Wu Fumei and Lin Jianhong. Since being elected as a county councilor , Wu Fumei has entered politics, and Lin Jianhong has become the director of Wu Fumei's service center. When her father, who was serving as the council speaker, was detained, Wu Fumei broke down in tears in front of the media, crying out, "Our family is an honest tea-making family, my father would never do anything illegal! This is all manipulation by people with ulterior motives!" Jiarong recalled that scene and couldn't help but sneer. (A den of snakes and rats, they really dare to say that!) On the day she stepped down, Speaker Wu was detained on suspicion of involvement in the ●● Middle School construction scandal, the possibility with others, and other possible illegal activities involving privilege and influence, operating in a gray area . The Wu family was also searched and ransacked, which was very embarrassing. Although Wu Fu-mei held the honorary chairmanship of the construction company and sand and gravel pit, she wasn't the one running the businesses herself. Many of her subordinates, the actual leaders, were unwilling to confess. Law enforcement had to apprehend the ringleaders first to and expedite the case. This caused a significant uproar locally, impacting the local political landscape. Many involved finally pleaded guilty in exchange for Speaker Wu's release, which was based on fabricated statements lacking concrete evidence. However the entire Wu family's influence was severely damaged. Local figures who had previously fawned over the Wu family became fickle, distancing themselves from the family as soon as things turned sour. If Wu Fu-mei hadn't campaigned under the banner of "inheriting the Wu family spirit and serving the local community," managing to retain a county councilor seat, she likely would have had no political support whatsoever.

Jiarong arrived at the baseball field, where she was greeted by a young woman who had recently joined the branch office. She was green,

enthusiastic , and a little reckless, much like Jiarong herself when she first entered the industry.

"Hello, Mr. Chen!"

"Yes, good. Quickly, take me to change."

"Okay! This way!"

After changing into a specially made jersey embroidered with the company logo, Jiarong prepared to throw the first pitch.

Taking advantage of the textbook liberalization policy, Jiarong had propelled the publishing house to become one of the top

companies in the market. She herself had also worked her way up to the position of general manager, sold her old house, and moved her entire family to Taipei

. Now, the company was expanding into the cram school business, and with Jiarong's strong intervention, they sponsored this high school

baseball league. Sponsoring baseball not only boosted the sport but also, of course, increased the company's brand awareness.

The huge advertisement on the home run wall, broadcast on television, would undoubtedly make many more people aware of the publishing house.

"Hello everyone! Now, let's welcome Ms. Chen Jiarong,

General Manager to throw the first pitch!"

The stands for this county final were divided into two sides by the cheering squads of the two teams, led by Ms. Hong Qianqian, the discipline director of ●●

High School , and Ms. Wu Peiqi, the academic director of ○○ Complete High School, which was established a few years ago.

After a polite handshake, the two took their seats among the students to cheer for their respective school's players.

The weather was very hot today, making the cheers of the ●● High School students seem weak, but the cheers of

○○ Complete High School students were loud and clear, thanks to Wu Peiqi's cheerful smile.

"Come on! Students! Shout with me! ○○ High School! Powerful batter, attack!"

"○○ High School! Powerful batter, attack!!!"

"○○ High School! Hit it out!"

"○○ High School! Hit it out!!!"

"Great! Let's cheer for the team together!"

Ms. Hong Qianqian didn't want to be outdone by Wu Peiqi, so she asked the students to cheer up, but it didn't have much effect.

After a few perfunctory shouts, the students returned to their lifeless state.

Jia Rong stepped onto the pitcher's mound. The catcher, seeing it was a woman, assumed she was just another flashy but incompetent player and didn't take her

seriously . She threw a perfectly executed 97 km/h fastball, the ball making

a solid sound as it went into her glove. Jia Rong's baseball skills gave the careless catcher a fright. Even the batter

, after a perfunctory swing, couldn't resist turning his head to check the ball's landing spot.

"Wow!!! Strike! Thank you, General Manager Chen Jia Rong!"

After waving and bowing to the crowd, Jia Rong returned to the locker room to change, only

to find her personal belongings in a complete mess.

"Little sister, did you see anyone touch my things?"

"Mr. Chen! No!"

"Then how could this happen?"

"Ah! I don't know, I was only gone for a few minutes."

"How can you do this job?! You can't even look after something properly?"

"Ah! Mr. Chen! I'm sorry! Is something missing?"

"Missing? If it's really missing, how are you going to take responsibility?"

Jia Rong started checking the things she brought. The folded clothes were still there, except for being wrinkled.

The important documents from the afternoon meeting at head office, the cash in her wallet, her debit card, credit cards, etc., were also still there.

She found something warm in the hidden pocket of her bag, which startled Jia Rong. She looked at it anxiously, and finally took it out as if she had been

relieved .

(Is that you?)

"It's okay! Everything is there. Hey! Have one."

Jia Rong handed a wheel cake in a paper bag to her little sister. The little sister, who had already cried, stood aside,

very worried that she had caused a big disaster.

(Senior, you're back.)

The badge on the bag was the only thing missing. Jia Rong ate her wheel cake while staring at

the nail hole left in her bag.

(Okay! You promised to take it back!)

"Why are you crying? I told you it's nothing!"

"President Chen! I'm sorry!"

"You silly girl! I said it's nothing! Did you hear me?"

Jia Rong continued rushing to her next appointment, first buying a bunch of side dishes from a snack shop on the street, then driving

to the nursing home.

"Oh! Old Sheng! Your goddaughter is here again?"

"Wow! Old Sheng is so lucky to have such a beautiful goddaughter visiting him!"

"Uncle Jiang! Sister Cao! Hello!"

Sheng Xuanmin was pushed out in a wheelchair by a nurse to greet the visitors. Although he had survived the gunshot wound to the head years ago, it affected his

balance and memory, allowing him to escape legal prosecution. But the once powerful Sheng Xuanmin now looked like

a desolate old man.

"Who...are you?"

"Godfather! I'm Jia Rong! Your goddaughter, Jia Rong!"

In fact, "goddaughter" was just Jia Rong's self-designation. Ever since she learned that Sheng Xuanmin was here, Jia Rong would

find time to visit him. Even though her past wasn't exactly honorable, Sheng Xuanmin

had still . Seeing him in this state made Jia Rong feel sorry for him. Unable to think of a way

to explain her identity to the nursing home, she simply said "goddaughter."

After collapsing, Sheng Xuanmin lost all contact with others, and his wife's whereabouts remained a mystery. Everyone avoided

him like the plague, except for Jia Rong, who would visit him. However, every so often, funds of unknown origin

would be deposited into the nursing home, specifically for Sheng Xuanmin's admission fees and allowance, allowing him to maintain

a certain standard of living. The nursing home had suspected this and questioned Jia Rong, but the money did not originate

from her.

"Jia...Rong?"

"Yes! Godfather! Come on! Eat something! I bought it for you!"

"Hou family, Hou family."

"Yes! Delicious! So good! Really good!"

"Hou family."

Before, when he brought food for Sheng Xuanmin, he only ate a few bites before stopping. It wasn't until Jia Rong

bought these side dishes from this snack bar, which combined flavors from both other provinces and the local area, that Sheng Xuanmin finally ate heartily, almost licking every

last drop of the broth.

"Hou family."

"It's delicious! I'll bring you some more next time!"

Sheng Xuanmin instinctively reached out and stroked Jia Rong's beautiful thighs clad in black stockings. Jia Rong didn't seem to mind.

She looked at Sheng Xuanmin with a smile. The other elderly people who saw this scene were envious of Old Sheng.

The nursing home had a wide view, and its high altitude, combined with the shade of the trees, made the summer temperature

much cooler than on the plains. Jia Rong stared blankly at the distant sea and the clouds on the sea until she heard snoring and realized that

Sheng Xuanmin had fallen asleep.

***

The female customer just now always ordered every one of the restaurant's signature dishes every time she came, keeping Da Peng

extremely busy.

After graduating from junior high school, Da Peng followed Uncle Hou to learn a trade and did not continue his studies. Shu Yi was initially unwilling for

her child to be looked down upon by society because of his low education, but later she thought that having a skill, especially in the food industry, was

not a bad thing, so she let Da Peng develop according to his aptitude. Uncle Hou was very strict, and if the taste was even slightly off, he would

reprimand Da Peng mercilessly. Every morning before dawn, he had to go to the market to buy supplies, and he also had to pay attention to

the changes in the flavor and consistency of the old braising liquid in the kitchen, adding seasonings as needed—there was no room for carelessness. Despite this

arduous work , Da Peng never complained.

Hou Yuhao later studied automotive repair at a higher vocational college, opened a motorcycle shop in town, got married, and settled down.

Uncle Hou only entrusted

the small restaurant . Uncle Jiayuan helped provide some of the funding, allowing Da Peng to take over the shop.

Several paintings by the up-and-coming artist Xu Tiancai hung in the shop; their styles seemed mismatched, yet they attracted a lot of people.

Collectors were stunned by Xu Tiancai's casual treatment of these works, which were worth a fortune on the auction market.

Even a thief once came to scout the place, but upon seeing the tall, strong Da Peng, who was carrying a large cleaver, he backed

down.

"Come on in! Please sit down! We have everything: rice, noodles, dumplings, and wontons!"

Da Peng, focused on cooking noodles, caught a glimpse of someone at his stall out of the corner of his eye and had to use his usual greeting to attract customers.

"Da Peng?"

Hui Jun, having just finished her substitute teacher audition at ●● Middle School, was starving and had wandered back here.

Returning to the school where she had interned years ago, some teachers still remembered her, but almost all the familiar school buildings

had been destroyed in the earthquake a few years ago. She only recognized the newly built building from years ago; the rest of the buildings

were newly constructed, and the campus looked completely different to her.

Although the country had opened the door to teacher training, in reality, with the declining birth rate,

the number of exceeded the demand. There were many nomadic teachers like Hui Jun who moved around taking on substitute teaching opportunities. Her parents didn't care about

the consequences of this rush; their biggest concern was whether her brother, who was studying medicine, could successfully open his own practice. So

Hui Jun gradually came to think that this nomadic life was actually quite good, allowing her to distance herself from home in a natural way.

If there were no substitute teaching opportunities, she would take on private tutoring jobs, or odd jobs, just enough to make ends meet.

"Teacher Huijun?"

Dapeng saw the long-absent Huijun, sporting an old-fashioned curly hairstyle that even her mother, Shuyi, would never want to wear now,

dressed in an outdated Western-style dress, pulling the same unchanging suitcase, as if she had traveled through time to stand before him.

"Come! Teacher! Come in and sit down!"

That afternoon, the two reminisced about the past. Huijun, with a cold beer, ate one

nostalgic Hou family-style dish after another, happy to know that most of her former students had achieved great success, and that

Dapeng, whom she had once worried about the most, was now standing on his own.

Regardless of the outcome of the audition, Huijun had decided to stop her wandering and stay in this small town.

She just hadn't thought about how long she would stay.

That night, in a frenzy, Huijun rode on Dapeng's strong body, her breasts being repeatedly grabbed and kneaded by him,

leaving .

(The End of "The Teachings of Love")

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