The classic "Angels Wear White"

Chapter Twelve: Kidnapping
Author: Qianlong
As Zhixian's large penis slowly penetrated her, gradually moving deeper until its head reached her clitoris, Yinyin couldn't help but let out a long, satisfied "Mmm," her head tilting back at the same time, her nails digging into his shoulder blades.
Zhixian looked at her expression, his penis motionless inside her vagina, feeling the tight, sweet torment, but on the other side of his mind, a puzzled thought vaguely arose: he hoped she could be like him, that making the other person happy was more important than her own happiness.
As Yinyin began to caress his shoulders, Zhixian also began his attack at the same time. His hand moved down, first to the point where the two were joined, teasing her protruding clitoris: "Is it comfortable?"
Yinyin half-closed her eyes: "So comfortable... You're so good at it, so good at tormenting people..."
Zhixian thrust into her with all his might, the narrow vagina bringing him a pleasurable sensation all over his body, while Yinyin also received his extra-large ridges, scraping against him, causing her to pant and gasp repeatedly, her whole body instinctively tightening around him.
Each time, Zhi Xian would pull her to the vaginal opening, then plunge deep inside her, creating greater friction.
Although Yin Yin was experienced, she couldn't deceive herself with Zhi Xian; he truly brought her a new kind of satisfaction, the first time she'd ever felt such a visceral sensation of being crushed by his manhood. This only terrified her more.
Zhi Xian thrust again and again, and the longer it went on, the closer his self-control became. His mind was now consumed only with finding satisfaction for her and himself; he was oblivious to everything else. "It feels so good…you feel it too…?"
"Yes…I feel it too…your big head feels so good…don't stop…ah…"
Zhi Xian straightened up, lifting her legs wide apart, watching his manhood thrust in and out, causing her lips to move uncontrollably, releasing copious amounts of vaginal fluid, soaking their pubic hair in a mess.
"Zhixian, you're so strong...you've made me dizzy. Ah! Climax...I'm about to climax, it's coming again..." Her hips kept thrusting forward to meet his, until her mind went blank, and her whole body suddenly convulsed uncontrollably: "It's coming...ah! So good..."
Zhixian felt extremely comfortable under her powerful contractions, but he didn't stop. He continued to thrust vigorously at full speed. Yinyin had just climaxed and was still in a daze when that relentless thrusting and swelling immediately pulled her back from her dizziness. This time, she really felt like Zhixian was going to kill her.
Yinyin never expected that Zhixian would be so powerful. His strength seemed inexhaustible, which was truly astonishing!
While the two were locked in a fierce battle inside the room, Wenlun and Ziwei returned from outside. As they entered the hall, before they even sat down, Ziwei noticed the table setting and said to Wenlun, "Hey! Who's here? Why are there two cups and saucers here?"
Wenlun walked over and saw the fisherman's coat on the sofa, then laughed, "Who else? Look."
Ziwei followed his finger and looked, "Oh, it's Yinyin. But where are they? Did they go out?"
"How could they? The temperature outside is close to zero today. Would you go out without a coat?"
"You're right!" Ziwei looked at Wenlun: "Then where could they be?"
Wenlun first went to check the kitchen, then went to the drying room behind the house. He saw Xiaobai lying in the doghouse, calmly sleeping. It only raised its head when it heard the door open. Wenlun ignored it and returned to the living room: "There's not a trace downstairs. Either the two of them went out, or they're upstairs."
Ziwei was very puzzled. There were only a room and a bathroom on the second floor. If Yinyin was on the second floor, could she be in Zhixian's room?
Thinking of this, she frowned and said: "Wenlun, could it be that Yinyin..."
Wenlun knew what she was going to say, so he smiled at her: "It's very possible. Shall we go upstairs and take a look?"
Ziwei shook her head: "I'm not going. What if they're doing that? Wouldn't that be..."
"What are you afraid of? If the two of them are doing that, would they dare to open the door and do it?" He said, dragging Ziwei upstairs.
The two arrived at Zhixian's door, and Wenlun pressed his ear against it, but couldn't hear anything at first. After listening for a while, he could faintly hear moans coming from inside. Although they weren't very clear, he was certain that the two were doing something. He turned back and gestured to Ziwei, signaling her to listen as well.
Ziwei hesitated for a moment, but driven by curiosity, she leaned over and finally heard something unusual coming from inside. She then pulled Wenlun downstairs.
As she walked, she thought to herself, "Yinyin and my brother are really together now. I hope they won't end up like I fear, causing some trouble!"
But deep down, Ziwei still felt extremely uneasy.
The two sat on the sofa, and Wenlun, seeing her silent and seemingly lost in thought, asked, "What are you thinking about? Don't you like them together?"
Ziwei shook her head and said, "No, I'm just a little worried. You don't know Yinyin, she..." She trailed off, afraid to continue.
"How is Yin Yin? Does she already have a boyfriend?"
"As far as I know, she doesn't actually have a boyfriend. It's just that Yin Yin has always been very open-minded, and she treats men like it's
nothing. If you develop feelings for her, I'm worried it might cause trouble in the future." Wen Lun was also quite surprised to hear this. He hadn't expected Yin Yin to be such an open-minded girl. Upon closer reflection, Zi Wei's words didn't seem unreasonable.
He looked at Zi Wei, who still looked worried, and comforted her, "Don't worry. I know Zhi Xian very well. Since he broke up with his girlfriend three years ago, he's been much more careful about dating and wouldn't easily develop feelings for someone. Even if he's with Yin Yin now, it might not be a bad thing. No one will know until the very end, so why worry so much?" "
That's true!" Zi Wei said helplessly.
Seeing that she was still a little uneasy, Wenlun put his arm around her and laughed, "Yinyin barged in and saw us last time, and she made fun of us for ages. Don't you want revenge now?"
Ziwei stared at him wide-eyed, "You're not thinking of barging in, are you?"
"Of course not. Wait for me..." He said, running upstairs to the second floor. When he got to Zhixian's door, he gently pulled on the door, and it slid slightly open, proving that he hadn't locked it. He then turned and ran back downstairs.
"Are you really going to see them..." Ziwei asked, tugging at him.
"Of course not, I wouldn't do that." He pulled Ziwei and said, "Come with me."
Wenlun led her to the drying room, picked up Xiaobai from the doghouse, and Ziwei asked, puzzled, "Why are you suddenly holding Xiaobai?"
Wenlun smiled slyly, "Let me ask you, what would Xiaobai do if she saw her owner?"
"Of course she'd pounce on her... Could it be that you..." A scene flashed through Ziwei's mind.
"You guessed right."
"Isn't this a bad idea? Won't it scare my brother half to death?" Ziwei widened her beautiful eyes.
"He won't die of fright, but he won't cower like a silkworm." Wenlun laughed smugly.
Ziwei tried to dissuade him for a long time, but to no avail, knowing there was nothing he could do. Wenlun carried Xiaobai to Zhixian's door and gently opened the door a crack big enough to put Xiaobai in.
At that moment, the two were in the middle of a passionate encounter and didn't notice Wenlun's actions at all.
After Wenlun finished, he gently closed the door, and soon after he turned around, the room suddenly seemed to be turned upside down.
"Wow...ah! Quick...quick, take it away...don't come any closer..." Then came the sound of something falling to the ground. Wenlun laughed and ran downstairs, making a V sign at Ziwei.
Since morning, Wenlun had been in a state of turmoil all day. The two people who had attacked him had suddenly appeared in his dream last night, and the images were unusually real and clear, still haunting his mind.
The most terrifying thing was that, besides the two thugs and himself, Ziwei was also involved in the dream. In the dream, the two of them were bound together, like two lambs to the slaughter. The two thugs standing before them stared with ferocious eyes, filled with arrogance and resentment, intently watching him and Ziwei.
Ever since Wenlun learned he had precognitive abilities, how could he possibly feel at ease with such ominous nightmares?
In his constant anxiety, it was almost time to leave work when Ziwei came to his office and asked him to order dinner together after work. These things were already extremely common for them.
Wenlun nodded in agreement, but dared not tell her about last night's dream, fearing it would make her uneasy. Yet, deep down, a sense of foreboding lingered in Wenlun's heart. He glanced at his watch; there were still fifteen minutes until the end of the workday. He said to Ziwei
, "We haven't had dinner with Zhixian in a long time. How about we ask him to come along tonight?" Ziwei had no objection, so Wenlun dialed the internal phone to call Zhixian. However, Zhixian replied that he had plans with Yinyin that evening. Helpless, Wenlun had no choice but to hang up and tell Ziwei what had happened.
When Ziwei left Wenlun's room and returned to her office, Wenlun sat there, unable to concentrate on his work. He kept thinking about the matter until the end of the workday. He tidied up the documents on his desk, opened the drawer, and put them away. Suddenly, he noticed a paper cutter in the corner. A thought flashed through his mind: if the dream really came true, this paper cutter might come in very handy. He casually put the paper cutter into his coat pocket.
That evening, the two ate fried pork cutlet at "Ton Kee" in Meguro Ward. This restaurant only offered fried pork cutlet and fried pork shoulder and pork cutlet; there were no other options. Even so, the shop kept expanding, attracting more and more customers, and quickly became famous far and wide. Customers always had to wait at least fifteen minutes for a table.
It was already past eight o'clock when they left "Tonji." There were several subway stations between Meguro and Ziwei's house in Aoyama District. Wenlun was still uneasy about his dream that morning, so he suggested that Ziwei go home early that evening.
The two took the Yamanote Line and got off at Harajuku Station. From the station to Ziwei's house, it was still a fifteen-minute walk. They walked through the still crowded Takeshita Street, turned onto Omotesando, and the streets became sparsely populated and darker. Besides the faint streetlights, only
a few lights shone from the houses. Japan is a strange place; every night, the streets are like ghost towns, especially residential areas, deserted and shrouded in darkness.
Tonight, Wenlun was unusually alert, constantly scanning his surroundings for any unusual activity. Ziwei, however, remained oblivious, simply holding Wenlun's arm tightly, pressing it against her full, firm breasts, a blissful smile playing on her lips.
The street was nearly deserted, with not a single person in sight for a long time, but being a main road, cars occasionally sped by.
"Wenlun, you seem distracted today, and you
don't even respond when I ask you questions?" Ziwei's comment left her momentarily speechless, so she smiled and said, "It's work-related. I've been worried about it all day."
"You're thinking about the Kyushu branch, right? I heard Sangtian entrusted it all to you, is that true?"
"Yes! Actually, I'm going to Kyushu in a couple of days, and I won't be back for three or four days."
"You're preoccupied because you don't want to leave me. Work is the most important thing, so just go and relax. We won't see each other for a few days, it's not a big deal. Why make such a fuss? Besides, after work, you shouldn't think about business anymore, that's the right thing to do!"
Wenlun smiled slightly at her and patted her small hand that was wrapped around his arm: "You're right, don't think about him..."
Just as the two were deep in conversation, a red Porsche sports car suddenly pulled up beside them quickly.
Wenlun and Ziwei were startled and quickly took a few steps back. Wenlun, sensing something was wrong, immediately stepped in front of Ziwei. Two men, around twenty years old, got out of the car and slowly approached them, stopping about four or five feet away.
"You two, get in the car with me," said one of the men, who was wearing a padded snow jacket. He pulled a handgun from the inner pocket of the jacket, instantly turning Ziwei pale with fright. She grabbed Wenlun's clothes and hid behind him.
This time, Wenlun was also shocked. He never expected these two men to point a gun at him like that. This was the first time in his life. He quickly asked, "What do you want? Money?"
"Don't talk nonsense. If you don't want to be shot, get in the car now." The other man opened the car door and lifted the front seat backrest. "The woman sits in the back. Get in now."
"I...I won't get in..." Ziwei was trembling with fear. "
Please explain yourself..." Wenlun pulled Ziwei close, "Why should we get in the car with you?"
"I advise you not to say anything more. Someone wants to see you. Just come with me, and you'll know when the time comes. Get in the car." The person moved aside to make way.
Wenlun knew that asking any more questions was useless this time; his dream from last night had indeed come true! Thinking that if they resisted, the other side had plenty of guns, and they would likely lose more often than they won, and might even hurt Ziwei, they said to Ziwei, "They have guns, it seems we have no choice but to go along with them. Let's get in the car first and see who they take us to see, and then we'll see what happens."
Ziwei naturally knew the situation. Although she was extremely unwilling, what could she do? She could only nod reluctantly. The man urged again, "What are you saying? Get in the car quickly."
When Ziwei got into the back seat, the armed robber followed and sat next to her. Another man told Wenlun to sit in the front seat. Then the man took out two sleeping blindfolds and told the two of them to put them on, and told Wenlun to lie down, probably so that people outside the car wouldn't see.
The car started moving, and after nearly half an hour, it finally stopped. The four of them got out of the car, but they were not allowed to remove the blindfolds.
At this moment, another man who was not carrying a gun said, "Put your hands behind your back." Then he wrapped Wenlun and Ziwei's hands with packing tape.
The two were led to the second floor of a three-story residential building and pushed into a room before their blindfolds were removed. Suddenly, the lights blazed on, forcing them to squint and wait for their eyes to adjust.
"You'll sit here," the gunman said, pointing to a corner of the room where there were no chairs or tables, clearly indicating they were to sit on the floor. Fortunately, the room was very clean, seemingly regularly maintained, and contained a bed and wardrobe, suggesting it was occupied.
After speaking to them, the man sat on the bed, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and soon said, "It's all taken care of, but there's an extra kid. I brought him here with me." He paused, then said something similar: "I won't touch them for now, but that woman is stunningly beautiful. Don't worry, I won't do anything reckless."
Yohei drove while dialing on his cell phone. The call connected quickly: "This is Yohei. Everything went smoothly, except for a small mishap. That Shen kid, Fang Hao, was with her, and they took him back together."
"In that case, he was unlucky. Keep a close eye on them now, don't let them escape. The second step will proceed according to plan," an aged voice replied.
"I really don't understand why you made things so complicated. Wouldn't it have been simpler to just have Yuuji and the others shoot her?" Yohei said.
"You absolutely cannot do that. You must make it look like an accident. The client repeatedly warned me not to make a big deal out of it and arouse the suspicion of the police. Besides, that person is the woman of Li Zhanhao, a world-class tycoon. If Li Zhanhao finds out that she was murdered, things will be much more troublesome." "
I don't really believe that Li is that powerful." Yangping showed a disdainful look.
"What do you know? A big shot like Li Zhanhao knows a lot about both the underworld and the legitimate world. Plus, he's incredibly wealthy and powerful. It wouldn't be surprising if he hired a whole band of mercenaries to deal with us in a fit of anger. Besides, he's accompanied by over a dozen bodyguards, all world-class fighters and well-known figures in the underworld. Dealing with them alone will be difficult. Luckily, Li Zhanhao hasn't arrived in Japan yet. If we don't get things done soon, things will become much more complicated once he arrives." "
I understand. I'll get things done as quickly as possible."
The man remained seated on the bed, lighting a cigarette, his eyes never leaving the two people sitting on the floor. He saw Ziwei clinging to Wenlun, her voice trembling and almost sobbing, saying, "Wenlun, I'm so scared..."
"Don't be afraid, we'll be fine." Seeing Ziwei's frightened expression, Wenlun could only comfort her. He himself was indeed a little scared and didn't know what these people were up to.
"Don't speak," the man shouted.
"You brought us here, who do you want us to see? Where are his men?" Wenlun asked, staring at him.
"Don't worry, you'll see him soon."
Just then, the door suddenly opened, and Yangping and the man who had been outside the room walked in. Wenlun and Ziwei were immediately taken aback when they saw him.
"Ziwei, long time no see." Yangping's gaze shifted to Wenlun: "Minister Li, I'm so sorry my friend greeted you in this way."
"So it's you." At this moment, Wenlun finally understood what was going on: "You kidnapped Ziwei and me here, what do you want?"
"What I want, don't you know?" Yangping stepped closer and squatted down in front of Wenlun: "Good lad, now that you're in my hands, let's see what you're so arrogant about!"
"I didn't expect you to be such a scoundrel. Ziwei leaving you was definitely a wise choice." Wenlun didn't even glance at him.
Suddenly, Yang Ping punched Wen Lun in the cheek with a loud "thud": "Kid, if it weren't for you, would Zi Wei have left me?"
"Yang Ping...you...how can you hit someone like that? My affair with you has absolutely nothing to do with Wen Lun. Even without Wen Lun, I wouldn't be with you. Give up!" Zi Wei roared from the side. Ever since she saw Yang Ping enter the room, she knew that being kidnapped here was all for her sake, and she felt disgusted with Yang Ping's character. Seeing him hit her for no reason, her anger exploded.
"Is that so! Now that you've changed your mind, you can say whatever you want." Saying this, he stood up and said to the person who had entered the room with him, "You stand guard outside the room and close the door."
After the person left the room, he said to Zi Wei, "You stand up."
Zi Wei ignored him, just glaring at him angrily. Seeing that she ignored him, Yang Ping bent down and pulled Zi Wei up. Ziwei struggled desperately, but in terms of strength, she was no match for him, and he pulled her up.
"Yangping, what do you want?" Wenlun cursed angrily, trying to sit up, but the man who had been sitting on the bed pushed
him back to the ground. "Kid, if you don't want to suffer, sit still." The man kicked him and stood up.
Wenlun endured the physical pain, thinking to himself, "Luckily, those two didn't search my clothes. The cleaver is still in my outer pocket. If I can get the cleaver, we can be saved." But unfortunately, the man guarded it, giving him no chance at all. Wenlun kept telling himself that there would be a chance.
"Let go... Yangping, what do you want..." Ziwei suddenly cried out.
Wenlun's thoughts were immediately pulled back. He saw Yangping pushing Ziwei onto the bed. Wenlun was furious. "Yangping, are you even a man? How can you bully a girl like this... Hey! You... Oh..." Before he could finish his curse, the man kicked him in the stomach, the pain so intense he couldn't even straighten up.
Enduring the pain, Wenlun looked at the bed and was instantly enraged. He saw Yangping sitting on the edge of the bed, one hand on Ziwei's shoulder, the other hand gripping one of her large breasts.
"No... Don't do this..." Ziwei cried out.
"Yangping, let go... Oh..." Wenlun managed to utter a sound before being kicked again.
Yang Ping stared at Wen Lun and said, "I'll have her right in front of you right now, and see what you can do then." He then turned his gaze to Zi Wei's face: "My beautiful little angel, if you don't listen to me today, this boy will suffer. Do you understand?"
"No... I won't..." Zi Wei's eyes were filled with tears as she shook her head repeatedly. She thought she would rather die than be humiliated by Wen Lun in front of him.
"Beat him..." Yang Ping shouted at the man, and immediately two "thump, thump" sounds rang out as Wen Lun was kicked twice.
"No... please don't hit him anymore... please, Yang Ping... don't hit him anymore..." Zi Wei watched Wen Lun being kicked and beaten repeatedly, feeling as if the blows were hitting her own body, causing her excruciating pain.
"I'll let him off the hook for now, but if you disobey me and anger me, my anger will be directed at him. Do you understand?" Yang Ping brought his head close to her pretty face and said in a deep voice.
Ziwei knew that now that she was in his hands, she was bound to be ravaged, but the thought of being raped in front of the man she loved was extremely difficult for her to accept and caused her immense pain.
Wenlun, despite his strong physique, had been kicked several times and was also struggling to withstand the blows. Seeing Ziwei about to be violated, the blood in his heart flowed down his face like sweat. In this situation, Wenlun knew he had to endure. If he acted impulsively and fought these two, he would gain nothing and only subject himself and Ziwei to further torment. He needed to wait for an opportunity—to retrieve the cleaver from his pocket and have enough time to act without being noticed.
"Mmm…don't…" Ziwei's weak voice rang out, drawing Wenlun's attention once more.
It turned out that Yangping had already untied Ziwei's bound hands and was beginning to remove her outer garment. Ziwei was dressed today in a beige twisted thick sweater, a brownish-red short skirt, and no tights, only a pair of knee-high dark brown leather boots. She also wore a white and brown floral scarf and a pink velvet coat, looking extremely fresh and charming.
Yangping threw the pink velvet coat on the ground, then moved Ziwei's body closer to the edge of the bed, as if adjusting her position so Wenlun could see her clearly. This infuriated Wenlun, who thought to himself, "If I escape today, I'll make you pay double for this."
Yangping, however, sat beside Ziwei, facing Wenlun and smiling, "Listen to me, kid. I'm Ziwei's first man. She's always been completely submissive to me. If it weren't for your interference, none of this would have happened. Now open your eyes wide and see how intimate and passionate we are making love."
"Stop talking..." Ziwei covered her ears with her hands.
"Fine! I won't say it, I'll prove it with my actions." He grabbed one of her breasts with one hand, slowly kneading it, and lewdly chuckled, "You're still so cute and firm, it feels amazing to play with."
"Please, don't humiliate me,
please let me go... ah..." Ziwei tried to push his clutches away. "You're being disobedient again, Yuuji, get him..." Yangping said to the man. Only now did Wenlun realize the man's name was Yuuji.
"Don't hit him, don't hit him anymore..." Ziwei looked at Wenlun and pleaded urgently. Her eyes were filled with fervent concern and anguish, moving Wenlun deeply.
"Don't hit him anymore, I'll do as you say, just don't hit him anymore, Yangping, I beg you." Ziwei's plea sounded completely different to the two men. Wenlun inwardly cursed. Being a man himself, he understood men's psychology. While Wenlun was pleased by Ziwei's caring request, Yangping heard a completely different story. The woman he loved was now speaking intimately and caringly to another man—how could Yangping not be furious?
Chapter Thirteen: Escape
Author: Qianlong
Yangping stared angrily at Ziwei, saying, "You said it! I'll make you do whatever I want! I want you to beg me to touch you, to play with your breasts! Say it now…" In his rage, he was determined to utterly humiliate Ziwei. He wanted to make her a harlot in front of Wenlun, to make Wenlun despise her forever. His intentions were extremely vicious.
"I… I can't say it. Do whatever you want," Ziwei's eyes were already brimming with tears as she turned her head to look at Wenlun.
"Yohei, don't go too far, one day..." Before he could finish speaking, Yuuji kicked him.
"Stop hitting me, I'll talk... I'll talk..." Ziwei was really anxious.
"Speak properly, you have to satisfy me, otherwise..." He glanced at Wenlun at the end.
"Please... please play with Ziwei..." In front of her beloved boyfriend, she actually asked a second man to play with her. Such obscene words made her feel ashamed.
"I'm still not satisfied. You have to be clear, understand?"
Ziwei looked at him shyly before slowly saying, "Please... please, Yohei, play with Ziwei's body."
"Very good! But you should know how to do it, right?" Yohei said with a lewd grin, "Hurry up and show that kid, hurry up..."
Ziwei was helpless. She looked at Wenlun with a look of both misery and shame before reaching out to hold Yohei's hand. Then she closed her eyes and led him to place his large palm on her breast.
Yangping laughed heartily with satisfaction, stretching out both hands, one in each hand, and began to fondle the pair of high, full breasts through the sweater and bra.
Wenlun, watching this, was utterly horrified, forced to look away. If his hands were free, he would have covered his ears as well.
"They're indeed firm and full to the touch. Do I feel good with you? Tell me..." Yangping, seeing that Wenlun wasn't looking, decided to seduce him with words.
"It feels good, Ziwei feels very good..." Although Ziwei was being played with through her clothes, her breasts were still one of the most sensitive areas for a woman, and Yangping's caresses were indeed very gentle, giving her a pleasant sensation, making her voice slightly hoarse and sexy.
"Want me to caress you skin-to-skin?"
"No... I don't..." Ziwei blurted out, both ashamed and anxious.
"What did you say? Have you considered that these words will anger me? I don't need to tell you the consequences, do I? Say it again now." Yang Ping grabbed her breasts forcefully.
"I want... Ziwei wants to take off her clothes for Yang Ping to... have fun with." Her face turned even redder. When she looked at Wen Lun, she saw that he had turned his head away and was not looking at her, which made her feel a little better.
However, Wen Lun heard everything Ziwei said, and her seductive moans made his blood boil. Imagining Ziwei's naked and beautiful body, his penis involuntarily became hard. Standing before him, Yuuji watched the two's actions on the bed, his penis already hard and erect, bulging his pants like a small tent. "Yohei, this beautiful girl is truly amazing, I can hardly take it anymore." "
You'll be there later, of course. Keep a close eye on this kid. If this little angel refuses to cooperate, give him a good beating. Now, watch my performance," Yohei said smugly.
Wenlun and Ziwei nearly fainted upon hearing their conversation. Wenlun cursed inwardly, "Yohei, you two beasts, you actually want to gang rape Ziwei! If I don't tear you to pieces, I'm not a Shen!"
Yohei began to undress Ziwei. She reluctantly, half-heartedly, stripped naked, covering her private parts with her hands, trying to curl up as much as possible.
Upon seeing the stunningly beautiful girl's snow-white body, Yuuji couldn't help but whistle and exclaim, "Her skin is so smooth and tender, her figure is absolutely top-notch, with full breasts, a slender waist, and long legs. If I don't give her a good time, I'll really be letting my dick down."
Yang Ping laughed and said, "Looking at her like this is nothing. When you actually do it with her, you'll know how wonderful she is." As he spoke, he flipped Ziwei onto the bed, playing with her breasts with one hand and reaching between her legs with the other, searching for her luscious, red vulva.
When his slender fingers parted her labia, then lifted the foreskin covering her clitoris, he gently pressed and rubbed it with his thumb. Ziwei immediately trembled violently, letting out a soft "Ah," her voice choked with sobs, "No... Ah... Wenlun, don't look, Ziwei... Ziwei is sorry... Ah..."
But Wenlun turned his head away, biting his lower lip, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably, clearly showing that his heart was bleeding, but he was just suppressing his anger. Seeing his expression, Xiong Er chuckled and said, "Why don't you watch? What could be more stimulating than watching your beautiful woman make love to someone else?"
Wen Lun resisted the urge to answer, his eyes already blazing with intense desire. Zi Wei's sudden moan sent a shiver down his spine, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"You're so wet, isn't it nice?" Yang Ping's fingers moved in and out of her flower-like opening, and Zi Wei's juices, like a flood, gushed out with each movement of his fingers. Her slender waist arched upwards from the intense pleasure, as she passionately leaned forward to receive the caresses of his fingers.
"Ah... um... please stop, don't dig anymore... ah..."
Yang Ping naturally ignored her, continuing to thrust his fingers wildly, while his other hand wantonly played with her breasts: "You seem to be enjoying it. If you're enjoying it, then moan, moan lewdly, moan... moan... if you don't moan, I'll make that kid suffer again."
"Don't hit... ah... it feels good... Ziwei's little flower hole feels so good being played with by Yang Ping..."
"Do you want me to lick it?"
"Yes... Ziwei wants, Ziwei wants Yang Ping to lick... ah... I can't take it... don't dig anymore..."
Wen Lun was both angry and hot all over. For some reason, Ziwei's moans, whimpers, and lewd cries all made him burning with lust. It was clearly his woman being raped, and it shouldn't be like this, but the primal, wild desires within him kept gnawing at him, and his manhood swelled painfully.
Xiong Er, his lust raging, had already unzipped his pants and pulled out his large member, no less than Wen Lun's, and began to masturbate frantically. "So good...so good...this girl's tender moans are so lewd and beautiful..."
Ziwei was being relentlessly played with by Yang Ping, the waves of pleasure bringing her to the brink of climax. She climaxed repeatedly, having already brought him to orgasm twice, but Yang Ping was still not satisfied and continued to ravage her.
"I can't take it...I really can't take it...stop it...I'm coming again...ah...coming..."
"Do you want me to fuck you now?" Yang Ping looked at this stunning angel, who had already begun to submit to his touch, and couldn't help but feel proud. He stared at Ziwei's fairy-like face, her cheeks flushed with extreme pleasure, making her even more beautiful and incomparably gorgeous. Her half-closed starry eyes were misty with the intoxication of carnal pleasure, making one's heart flutter.
"You still haven't answered me, do you want my big stick to fuck you?"
"Yes... Ziwei wants it so much... Ah! I really can't take it... Wenlun, please forgive me, Ziwei really can't take it... Forgive me... Wenlun, will you forgive me? Ah..."
Yosuke suddenly pulled away, hurriedly took off his clothes, and then climbed onto the bed, spreading Ziwei's legs wide apart: "Let me lick you, use your hands to part your labia and let me lick them."
Ziwei was so happy that she had entered a state of ecstasy, her whole body was filled with lustful cells, washing away all her pretense of restraint. She stretched out her hands and slowly parted her labia. She desperately needed a soft tongue or a hard object to tease her.
Wenlun had been keeping his head away, unwilling to witness this agonizing scene, but Yangping's words stirred his latent desire. He slowly shifted his gaze to the bed, where he saw Ziwei parting her lips, eagerly awaiting another man's touch. What ignited his passion even more was the look of thirst and ecstasy on her stunning face. Yangping glanced at
him before burying his face between Ziwei's legs.
"Ah..." Ziwei cried out in pleasure, pressing Yangping's head down as if afraid he would leave immediately, a sight that filled Wenlun with both anger and apprehension. But upon reflection, Ziwei couldn't be blamed for all of this. Everyone was filled with lust, and once aroused, it would be difficult for anyone to control themselves. The blame lay with those two lecherous men; this petty grudge was one they were determined to avenge…
Yangping's tongue, like a serpent, first licked her two flowery lips, and gushing nectar flowed out incessantly. Yangping sucked and licked wildly, one bite after another, then his tongue pushed inward, and her tight lips were suddenly forced open: "Ah! Wenlun… he… ah…" An indescribable pleasure surged through Ziwei's body from her lower abdomen.
Wenlun glared angrily at the two on the bed. Hearing Ziwei call his name, he felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart. He hadn't expected that Ziwei would still be thinking of him in this situation, which deeply moved him.
Just then, Wenlun's cell phone rang in his inner coat pocket. Xiong Er reached in, pulled it out, turned it off, and tossed it aside. Wenlun was thankful the cleaver wasn't in the cell phone pouch; otherwise, Xiong Er would have found it, making escape much more difficult.
On the bed, Yang Ping was engrossed in his passion, completely oblivious to the ringing phone. He had changed his position, placing Ziwei's legs on his shoulders, her legs pointing upwards, her buttocks raised in the air. Yang Ping sat upright, burying his face in her vulva, his strange hands reaching forward to grasp and squeeze Ziwei's breasts, greedily kneading and flattening them into various shapes.
"Mmm...ah...please don't. I beg you...ah! I can't take it..." Ziwei stared at her vulva, which, under Yang Ping's licking, gushed out uncontrollably, flowing over her sparse, neat pubic hair and down to her deep cleavage.
Intense lustful pleasure overwhelmed Ziwei's entire body, leaving her feeling dizzy. When Yangping pinched her nipples with his fingers and slowly pulled them outwards, Ziwei gasped incessantly, "Mmm! Ooh... Ah! Wenlun, I... I can't take it. I really can't take it... Ah..."
Xiong Er, standing nearby, almost had his eyes pop out of his head, frantically stroking his own penis with a look of madness, as if he wanted to pounce on the bed immediately. Wenlun wasn't much better off; the lewd moans of his beloved woman being played with fueled his uncontrollable rage and unbearable desire.
Yangping raised his head and lewdly grinned at Ziwei, "Feels good, doesn't it? Now you want me to fuck you, do
n't you?" Ziwei remained silent, but the lust within her, fueled by Yangping's prolonged teasing and abusive behavior, was becoming unbearable. Deep down, she craved a thick, large penis to fill the emptiness within her. But this time she held back and didn't say a word. Although she already knew that if she were raped by the two men today, her relationship with Wenlun would fall into an endless abyss of darkness, and she might not even be able to face Wenlun again, she had no choice but to endure the humiliation for Wenlun's safety.
Yang Ping suddenly rolled over and straddled Ziwei, adopting a 69 position, his penis pressed against her lips: "Suck it for me." His fingers then pressed against her clitoris, teasing her with increasing pressure.
"Mmm..." Ziwei groaned softly, her small hand grasping Yang Ping's penis but not moving, then turning her head to look at Wen Lun. His eyes, filled with tears, were brimming with helplessness, sorrow, and melancholy.
Their eyes met instantly, seemingly unaffected by the humiliation before them, yet a hidden unease lingered in their hearts.
At this moment, Xiong Er, whose eyes were already red from watching, seemed unable to restrain himself any longer. He hurriedly tore off his clothes, then stripped naked, and strode up to Ziwei. His engorged member stood erect in front of her, and he shouted, "Hold on tight!" He grabbed Ziwei's small hand and pressed it against his large member. Yang
Ping, seeing Xiong Er approach naked, laughed and said to him, "Why can't you hold back? That's fine, I'll do it from below, and you can do it from above. We brothers will be like two dragons surging into the sea. This kid is in for a treat, hahaha..." After saying that, he got up so that Xiong Er could be on top of Ziwei, and then looked at Wen Lun: "Kid, open your eyes wide and see how we serve your woman." He then spread Ziwei's legs high and buried his head between her legs.
Wenlun saw that Xiong Er was standing with his back to Ziwei, and he knew this was the perfect opportunity. Although his hands were behind his back, fortunately, he hadn't buttoned his suit jacket. He only needed to pull the hem of the jacket to pull the front pockets behind him.
Wenlun slightly shifted his body, using his own body to block the movement of his hands behind his back, and simultaneously reached into his suit pockets, finally grasping the cleaver. He slowly pushed the blade away; luckily, his hands were only wrapped in packing tape. With a swift cut, he sliced through a large section of tape. After several repetitions, his hands were finally freed.
When he was done, he looked up and saw that Yangping had already knelt down, seemingly about to penetrate him. Wenlun's heart skipped a beat at this sight. He glanced at the padded snow coat that Xiong Er had taken off, about two meters away from him, and suddenly a thought struck him: the pistol was still in the left inner pocket of the snow coat. He chuckled inwardly, thinking, "That Xiong Er is truly blinded by lust; he's forgotten all about this. He probably thinks his hands are tied and he can't do much, so he's let his guard down."
Wen Lun knew he couldn't afford to waste any more time; his action had to be swift and precise, leaving them no chance to retaliate. He spotted the snow jacket covering the ground, identified his target, and suddenly leaped forward, reaching into the inner pocket of the snow jacket to grab his pistol. He then quickly flipped to his feet.
Xiong Er was indeed quite formidable; suddenly realizing something was amiss, he was about to turn around when Wen Lun's right foot flew towards his chest, sending him staggering back several steps with a "thud." Just as he was about to lash out, clutching his stomach, he realized Wenlun was already pointing at him: "I advise you not to move. Stand in the corner."
As for Yangping, being a refined office worker, he seemed unaccustomed to this brutal beating, and his reaction was naturally a beat slower. He saw that his hands were still pressed against Ziwei's bent knees, his eyes wide, staring blankly at everything before him.
Ziwei, like Yangping, was instantly jolted awake by the sudden change in her surroundings, her desire vanishing. She was initially startled, but subconsciously knew this was her only chance to escape. Seeing Yangping kneeling before her with his eyes wide open, Ziwei didn't think twice. With all her might, she kicked Yangping in the chest.
When Yang Ping realized Zi Wei's resistance, it was too late. Zi Wei pushed him off the bed with her foot, sending him tumbling backward with a thud. As he struggled to his feet, Wen Lun was already yelling at him, "You too, stand in the corner." Wen Lun had
already planned his counterattack. His biggest worry wasn't Yang Ping, but Xiong Er. If he didn't separate Xiong Er and Zi Wei first, Xiong Er might capture Zi Wei and use her as leverage. Even with a gun, Wen Lun would be hesitant to act rashly because of Zi Wei. Therefore, Wen Lun first attacked Xiong Er, forcing him away from Zi Wei, before dealing with Yang Ping. Unexpectedly, the usually delicate Zi Wei cooperated with his counterattack, pushing Yang Ping off the bed with her foot.
Threatened by the gun, Yang Ping had no choice but to walk over, and the two naked bodies were immediately pressed together. Wenlun said, "Both of you, sit on the ground, quickly..."
The two exchanged a glance, remaining silent for a moment, and had no choice but to obey Wenlun's orders.
At this moment, Ziwei hurriedly picked up her clothes from the ground, quickly put them on, and immediately ran to Wenlun's side. Wenlun dared not be careless, staring intently at the two in front of him, and asked Ziwei, "Are you alright?"
"Yes!" Ziwei nodded.
Wenlun said to her, "See if there are any ropes or anything that can be used to tie them up in the room."
Ziwei looked around and found the roll of tape used to bind herself, which she handed to Wenlun.
Wenlun took the tag and tossed it to the two men in the corner: "You know what a three-legged race is, right? Wrap your legs in tape yourselves, make sure to wrap them several times."
Xiong Er sneered: "Kid, I don't believe you can shoot me. I bet you've never even held a pistol before." Although he said this, he didn't dare to make a move. Even if the other party had no experience firing a gun, if he chased the dog over the wall, he might accidentally fire in a panic, which was no laughing matter. The two men were of the same mind and just wanted to wait for an opportunity.
Unexpectedly, Wenlun said, "I told you to wrap your feet in tape, did you hear me? This 'Dulin A3' automatic pistol, although it's an American product from 1973, is more than enough to break your thigh bones. Do you want to try it?"
Hearing Wenlun describe the pistol so accurately, as if he were a skilled gunslinger, Xiong Er felt a chill run down his spine. Looking at Yang Ping beside him, he placed Xiong Er's right foot against his own left foot and wrapped tape around both calves. Xiong Er obediently did so, wrapping the tape several times.
Little did the two know that Wenlun and Zhixian were gun enthusiasts, not only collecting replica firearms but also possessing a considerable level of knowledge about firearms.
Wenlun was very satisfied and nodded, saying, "Very well wrapped. Now give the tape to Yangping, and wrap it around his hands behind your back."
Yangping had no choice but to do as he was told. After Yuuji finished wrapping his hands, he said to Ziwei, "Ziwei, to be on the safe side, you should stand at the head of the bed. I'm going to call the person outside in. If anything happens, you should run away." "
Aren't you afraid of calling that person in?" Ziwei asked worriedly.
"If we don't deal with that person, can we leave here easily?"
Ziwei thought Wenlun's words made sense. This risk had to be taken, so she slowly walked to the head of the bed. Wenlun walked to the door and said to Yangping, "Shout loudly for that guy outside to come in. If he doesn't, you'll suffer the consequences."
Yangping was a bully who relied on others for power, but now that Xiong Er, the tiger, was no longer backing him up, his confidence had been greatly diminished. Hearing Wenlun's words, he didn't think much of it and shouted, "Bangfu, come in here for a moment."
Not long after, Bangfu pushed open the door and entered. As soon as he came in, he saw Wenlun pointing a gun at him: "Go over there."
Bangfu glanced at the corner and saw that Yohei and the other man had been subdued on the ground. He was shocked; he hadn't expected the young man before him to be so powerful. Even Yuji was no match for him. Thinking of this, most of his will to resist vanished, and he reluctantly approached the two men.
"Sit next to Yohei," Wenlun gestured with the muzzle of his gun.
When Bangfu sat down, Wenlun told Yohei to wrap his hands behind his back with tape and then play a three-legged race. So far, only Yohei's hands were still free.
At this moment, Ziwei returned to Wenlun's side. Wenlun deftly flicked the button on the pistol handle with his thumb, removing the magazine. Seeing that it was full of bullets, he slapped the magazine back into the chamber and handed the pistol to Ziwei, saying, "The safety is off. Hold it firmly with both hands."
"But I don't know how..." Ziwei stared blankly at the pistol in her hand, unsure what to do.
"You don't need to know how. If they make any moves, just pull the trigger and shoot them randomly," Wenlun said with a smile.
"Where are you going?" Ziwei looked at him with worried eyes.
"Don't worry, I won't leave you alone in the room." He then went behind Yangping, wrapped his hands behind his back with tape, and then used the remaining tape to wrap around all three of them several times, until the entire roll of tape was used up. Only then did he return to Ziwei's side. Ziwei shoved the pistol back into his hand: "I don't want it, you keep it..."
Wenlun smiled at her, saw his cell phone on the small table, picked it up and put it back in his pocket. He wanted to call the police immediately, but after thinking it over, he finally gave up the idea and took Ziwei's hand, saying, "Let's get out of here quickly."
Ziwei retrieved her handbag, and she and Wenlun ran quickly down the stairs. Only then did Wenlun realize he was still holding the pistol, so he casually tossed it into a cardboard box by the roadside.
The two of them had been blindfolded when they arrived here, and naturally had no idea where they were. They walked hand in hand, the streets dark and deserted, utterly silent. Soon they reached a main road, where cars occasionally sped by. Without a second thought, Wenlun hailed a taxi.
Once inside, Wenlun gave the driver Ziwei's address in Qingshan District and asked what area they were in, learning they were in Nerima Ward.
Since leaving the bandit's den, Ziwei hadn't uttered a single word. Wenlun glanced at her, understanding her current state of mind, and pulled her close, whispering in her ear, "It's alright now. Are you still scared?" "
Mmm…" Ziwei didn't reply, simply resting her head on his arm.
Wenlun pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, plugged it in, and checked the caller ID. It was Zhixian calling. He dialed the number, and soon Zhixian's urgent shouting rang out: "Hey! What happened between you and Ziwei? Where are you?"
Wenlun's ears were ringing from the thunderous roar, and even Ziwei, who was standing next to him, could hear it clearly. Wenlun quickly moved the phone away a little, but the shouting continued. Wenlun thought to himself, how could Zhixian know about this? He said, "Can you speak a little quieter? You're making me deaf."
"Where are you? Ziwei's mother received a call from the bandits saying you're in their hands. Is that true?" Zhixian said angrily.
Upon hearing this, Wenlun glanced at Ziwei beside him and continued, "We're alright now. Those people have tied us up."
"If that's the case, why don't you call the police quickly? Where are you?"
"Wait before calling the police. I want to discuss this with you first. We've escaped and are in a taxi. I'll take Ziwei home first and then come right back."
"I'm at Ziwei's house. Earlier, her mother called Yinyin and said you were kidnapped, so Yinyin and I rushed here."
"Tell your aunt not to worry and let her know we're alright."
Chapter Fourteen: Reunion
Author: Qianlong
The two had just entered Ziwei's house and hadn't even stood still when Zhixian and Yinyin surrounded them, chattering and asking questions in unison. Wenlun could barely hear a word they said. A middle-aged woman came forward, and Ziwei quickly threw herself into her arms.
The beautiful woman appeared to be around forty years old, exceptionally beautiful and elegant. She must have been a stunning beauty in her youth. Upon seeing her, Wenlun recognized her as Luo Guifang, Ziwei's mother and Zhixian's half-mother. He immediately stepped forward and politely greeted her as "Auntie."
Luo Guifang gently stroked Ziwei's hair. Seeing Wenlun approach, she slowly pushed Ziwei away, her eyes filled with slightly moist gratitude, and said to Wenlun, "You must be Ziwei's boyfriend, Wenlun."
"Yes, Auntie."
"Thank you so much for saving Ziwei. Please sit down and we can talk more." The group sat around the sofa in the living room. Luo Guifang asked Yinyin to pour tea for everyone before asking Wenlun, "They didn't harm you, did they?"
"No." Wenlun didn't want to reveal the details of Ziwei's ordeal. He only told her the story of how she was kidnapped and how she escaped, seven parts true and three parts false, subtly explaining the situation.
Then Luo Guifang recounted in detail when the bandits had called, demanding she prepare ten million yen (approximately seventy thousand US dollars) within a day, and the time and place for the payment.
Wenlun listened, his head bowed in deep thought. He felt something was amiss. After a while, he asked, "Auntie, are you sure you're not mistaken? The bandits called here at ten o'clock?"
"I think I'm right. The TV was showing my favorite show at the time," Luo Guifang replied.
Yinyin was already asking Ziwei a barrage of questions, while Zhixian, sitting in front of Wenlun, hadn't offered any opinion, simply listening silently. Having known Wenlun for over a decade, he could discern the truthfulness in his words and actions, and was quite perceptive. Just as Luo Guifang turned to speak with Ziwei, Zhixian gave Wenlun a wink, signaling him to speak aside.
The two went to the balcony and talked for a while, when Zhixian said, "Since you dreamed of this scene this morning, why didn't you tell me?" Zhixian asked, raising his eyebrows. Wenlun
glanced at him: "What's so strange about this? Although I know I have some precognitive abilities, I wasn't born with them; I only discovered them more than ten days ago. But if it were you, could you completely believe such an unbelievable thing? When I woke up, I was still half-believing and half-doubting everything about the dream, just saying that I dreamt about what I thought about during the day. Besides, it's only been less than half a month since I was attacked. It's quite common to dream about those two people in my sleep. If I didn't know I had some precognitive abilities, I wouldn't have taken the dream to heart, wouldn't have felt uneasy all day, and wouldn't have hidden the cleaver on my person."
"But you should have told me about this ominous dream."
"Just because it was a dream, if I had told you beforehand, would you have believed me? Now that it's happened, you naturally talk more. And do you remember? The day Ziwei was attacked, I was in my office, and I suddenly had a headache, followed by a clear hallucination, which is how I saved Ziwei. I also saved that group of kids playing soccer, and you and Yinyin had that argument outside—all these premonitions happened in broad daylight, and I was perfectly lucid at the time. They were just fleeting feelings, not dreams. I never imagined even dreams could be omens; now my life has another worry…!"
Zhixian thought about it and realized it made sense. He added, "Right, after you heard Mom's words just now, you seemed lost in thought. What were you thinking about?" "
Huh! Why did you change your address? You called her 'Mom.' Does she already know about your relationship with her?"
"Not yet. I still call her 'Auntie' in front of her. We'll talk about it when Dad arrives. You haven't answered my question yet."
"I just felt that this matter wasn't simple. Auntie said the kidnappers called at 10 o'clock, but by then I had already tied up the three of them, so there was no way they could have called. Based on this, it seems that the kidnappers weren't just the three of them, but someone else who made the call, who didn't know that Ziwei and I had already escaped."
"Could there be another mastermind? It seems that Yangping kidnapped you this time not just for revenge."
"There's another thing you noticed, which is the issue of the ransom." Wenlun said.
"What issue?" Zhixian stared at him blankly, looking completely lost.
"If you were a kidnapper, would you ask for ten million yen, or one hundred million yen?"
"Of course, one hundred million, is that even a question?" Zhixian replied without hesitation.
"That's the problem. The bandits demanded a ransom of ten million yen for Ziwei's mother. But if I were Yohei, he would know better than anyone the value of both Ziwei and me. Since I'm already in his hands, he could easily change the ransom target to you, a super-rich young master, and get ten times that amount. Why wouldn't he think of that?"
"You're joking, aren't you? I'd spend a hundred million yen to ransom you, you bastard. You're dreaming." Zhixian said with a laugh.
Wenlun ignored him and continued, "Ten million yen, isn't that a bit too little? On the surface, it does seem a bit unbelievable. As far as I know, Aoyama District is a well-known upscale residential area in Japan, with many consuls and high-ranking officials from various countries. Since Ziwei's mother can live in Aoyama District, her economic ability must not be low. But the bandits only want ten million yen, and it's being split among more than three people. Each person will only get less than three million. Don't you find that strange?"
After Wenlun said this, Zhixian also felt that it made sense. However, the two then proposed several possibilities, none of which could be explained logically. They racked their brains but could not find a reason.
When Zhixian asked Wenlun why he did not call the police, Wenlun said, "Don't be angry when I tell you." He then told him everything about how Yangping and Xiong'er had played with Ziwei and how they had fortunately come to his rescue at a crucial moment.
Zhi Xian grew increasingly enraged as he listened, his eyes practically spitting fire. When Wen Lun finished speaking, he roared, "Damn it! Why didn't you give him a good beating? That's letting him off too easily!" "
At the time, Zi Wei and I just wanted to get out of that dangerous place as soon as possible. If we delayed, and something else happened, things would get really bad! As for revenge, you can rest assured. That's what I wanted to discuss with you. Since we know it was Yang Ping who did it, even though Japan is big, I believe that with enough money, we can get him out sooner or later. The most important reason I don't want to call the police is for Zi Wei's sake. She's already suffered a lot of humiliation today. If the news gets out of hand, with headlines like 'World's Richest Man's Illegitimate Daughter Suddenly Kidnapped and Then Raped,' how can Zi Wei face anyone then? You can't not think about that."
Zhi Xian nodded and said, "Wen Lun, I plan to discuss this with Jin Ben. Until this Yang Ping matter is resolved, I think Zi Wei should temporarily take leave from the company. What do you think?"
"That's fine too. It's safer for Ziwei to stay at home until your father comes to Japan. Maybe he'll have other ideas then."
Just as the two were engrossed in their conversation, Yinyin suddenly ran to the balcony: "What are you talking about? Your aunt needs to see you. Come in quickly."
They returned to the living room, and Luo Guifang said to them, "It's so late now. I've already asked Yinyin to prepare the guest room. Why don't you sleep here for the night?"
"This... is really too much trouble!"
"There's only one double bed in the guest room. You two brothers will have to make do tonight. Come with me!" Yinyin made a face at Zhixian. The two said goodnight to Luo Guifang and followed Yinyin into the room.
The next morning, Wenlun and the other man discussed with Luo Guifang the possibility of Ziwei staying at home for the time being, and told Ziwei that they would come to keep her company after work. As soon as
Zhixian returned to the East Maru and sat down, the phone on the table rang again. It was an internal call from Jinben, asking Zhixian to come to his office. When Zhi Xian arrived at Jin Ben's office, he saw his father, Li Zhanhao, as soon as he entered. He and Jin Ben were sitting opposite each other on the sofa. Behind Li Zhanhao stood two tall and imposing men dressed in suits. Zhi Xian was quite familiar with the two men, who were his father's bodyguards.
Zhi Xian greeted Ben Jin first before sitting down beside his father. "Dad, did you just arrive in Japan? Why didn't you give me a call so I could pick you up?"
Li Zhanhao, about fifty years old, with a square face and tall stature, exuded a heroic and spirited air. He glared at Zhi Xian and said in a deep voice, "I called your place this morning, but no one answered. You and Wen Lun have forgotten all your inhibitions since arriving in Japan, playing around and not even coming home."
"I'm sorry," Zhi Xian said with a wry smile, glancing at Ben Jin before continuing, "Actually... actually, I was at Aunt Luo's house last night."
Li Zhanhao and Ben Jin's eyes widened simultaneously. Ben Jin quickly exclaimed, "What! Zhi Xian, you've already found Gui Fang?"
Zhi Xian nodded and then recounted in detail how Wen Lun and Zi Wei met and became lovers. Jinben shook his head repeatedly as he listened, finally letting out a long sigh: "It's truly fate. Guifang repeatedly told me to keep her secret, but I still couldn't defy destiny!"
Li Zhanhao leaned forward and extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray, looking at Jinben and saying, "We've known each other for decades, can we still be considered old friends?"
Jinben smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhanhao, I really don't know what to say. Don't you understand what kind of person I am? Actually, I was also in a dilemma, but Guifang begged me to keep her secret. Since I promised her, I would never betray her myself. If Brother Zhanhao wants to blame me for this, there's nothing I can do."
"Alas! I know Guifang's temperament best." Li Zhanhao shook his head: "Jinben, you are just too much of a man of your word. To be honest, having you as a friend is truly wonderful, but you've made me wait for you for almost twenty years. You can't escape this meal now."
Jinben was overjoyed to hear this: "As long as you don't blame me, Brother Zhanhao, let alone just one meal, even if you're willing to eat with me for a lifetime, I'll do it." The two old men couldn't help but smile at each other. After all, they were old friends, and the deep friendship between them was something that most people would find hard to understand.
Jinben then asked Zhixian, "So, you were able to stay overnight at Guifang's house yesterday, so she already knows your identity, right?"
"Not yet. Yesterday's events were sudden; it was my first time at her house." He then recounted the kidnapping of Wenlun and Ziwei, leaving the two elders speechless. Zhixian finally said, "Mr. Jinben, could you grant Ziwei a long leave to stay at home? I'm really worried that Yangping will try to harm her again."
Li Zhanhao angrily retorted, "Who is this Yangping? I want to see what kind of person he is."
Jinben said, "Let Ziwei rest for a while. I'll handle the long leave matter. But if we don't resolve this matter satisfactorily, it can't go on forever." "I think we need to get Yangping out of here so that Ziwei can stay at home forever,"
said Li Zhanhao. "You're the local bigwig here, so I'll leave the task of finding that bastard to you. I don't care how much it costs, I'm determined to find him. As for my meeting with Guifang, it seems you can't be involved, so I'll leave everything to Zhixian and Wenlun to arrange."
After work, Wenlun and Zhixian had already arranged to go to Ziwei's house together. As soon as Ziwei saw Wenlun, she pulled him to sit next to her, while Yinyin and Zhixian exchanged glances but didn't seem particularly intimate.
Zhixian suddenly said to everyone, "Today, I'll treat everyone to a meal to calm Ziwei's nerves and have a good time to get rid of all the bad luck. What do you all think?"
"Mr. Li, you're too kind. If you're going to treat, I should be the one to do it," Luo Guifang said with a smile.
"Auntie, you're too kind. Just call me Zhixian."
"Auntie, don't be so polite with him. This man is very wealthy. Even if you eat 100,000 or 200,000 yuan worth of food from him, he won't even flinch. Am I right, Two and a Half Jin?"
Wenlun was taken aback when she called him Two and a Half Jin again. He glared at her before stammering, "Yes...yes..."
Luo Guifang covered her mouth and laughed, "Wenlun, your nickname is quite interesting. How did you get called Two and a Half Jin?"
Zhixian already knew the origin of Wenlun's nickname from Yinyin. When he heard Luo Guifang's question, he and Yinyin immediately burst out laughing. Wenlun, however, stood there dumbfounded. Ziwei's pretty face was already burning red, and she hid behind Wenlun, not daring to raise her head. Luo Guifang was completely bewildered by everyone's expressions, but being a clever woman, she recognized her daughter's shy demeanor as the young people's playful antics and changed the subject, saying, "Alright, since everyone's having so much fun, let's go out for a meal together."
As the group of five stepped out of the house, Zhixian immediately noticed his father's two bodyguards protecting them from a distance. Zhixian secretly gave them a wink, and one of them pulled out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
The five got into a taxi, and Zhixian told the driver to go to the Takanawa Hotel in the Minato Ward.
The Takanawa Hotel was Tokyo's most luxurious hotel, consisting of two buildings, Old Takanawa and New Takanawa, with a total of over 1,300 rooms. It also included an international pavilion, a venue for large banquets and weddings.
Li Zhanhao had already booked the presidential suite at the Takanawa, a staggering 360,000 yen per day. He was sitting in the hall with Tsumoto, along with a man in his late thirties named Hisato Seiichi, a good friend of Tsumoto and a seasoned private detective.
"Brother Seiichi, we're like headless flies in Japan. We'll have to trouble you with this matter concerning Yohei," Li Zhanhao said. Despite his immense wealth, Li was unassuming and very approachable.
"No need to be polite. Since you know his name, this shouldn't be difficult. I'll do my best to find him," Seiichi replied.
"No matter the cost, it's no problem. If there's any progress, you can contact Jinshui."
Just then, a bodyguard came to Li Zhanhao's side: "Mr. Li, I just received a call. He's already waiting at Guxi Hall." Li Zhanhao nodded and said to Qingyi: "Brother Qingyi, I happen to have something to take care of. As for the other details, we can discuss them with Brother Jinben."
Guxi Hall is located in the International Pavilion and is a Chinese restaurant. As soon as Li Zhanhao walked in, he saw Zhixian and the others. When he saw the two women sitting with their backs to him, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, and even his eyes welled up with tears.
When Zhixian saw his father come in, he quickly stood up: "Father!"
Luo Guifang and Ziwei heard Zhixian's words and turned around to look at the person behind them.
"You..." When Luo Guifang saw Li Zhanhao, her mind went blank, and she felt powerless to stand up.
"Guifang...I...I've finally found you." Li Zhanhao stared intently at the beautiful woman before him, even he, usually so eloquent, stammered and stood motionless.
Wenlun, who had been sitting next to Ziwei, immediately said to her, "Ziwei, quickly make room for your father." Ziwei snapped out of her daze and quickly stood up with Wenlun.
"Uncle, please sit here." Wenlun pulled out a chair and said. Li Zhanhao nodded, glancing at the girl beside Wenlun, recognizing her as his daughter Ziwei: "Ziwei...you are Ziwei..." He could no longer hold back his tears.
"Ai..." Ziwei nodded, looking at the middle-aged man before her, who was both unfamiliar and dignified.
"Alright, alright...you sit too, sit next to me." Li Zhanhao sat down and immediately took Luo Guifang's hand: "I've searched for you so hard. If it weren't for Zhixian, I'm afraid I would have suffered for the rest of my life."
"What did you come to see me for? Our matter..." Her throat tightened, and she couldn't continue.
"How can you say such things? How can you face your children? From now on, I forbid you from running away from me again. Don't do such foolish things again." Li Zhanhao immediately regained his usual forthright manner: "Everyone, sit down. Today is a good day, we should celebrate happily." He held Luo Guifang's hand tightly, and Luo Guifang let him hold it.
"Father, when I found out that Ziwei was my sister, I was both happy and surprised. I couldn't even imagine that this angelic girl was actually my sister. Do you feel that way now?" Zhixian laughed.
"Brother...you..." Ziwei's face immediately turned red, and she quickly lowered her head.
Li Zhanhao gazed at the beautiful woman beside him, his eyes gleaming with delight, saying, "Guifang, our daughter is truly beautiful. Thank you so much for giving me such a beautiful daughter." He then turned to Wenlun and said, "Wenlun, remember this: if you ever bully my precious daughter, I will never let you get away with it."
"Uncle, don't worry. Where could I find an angel better than Ziwei? Let alone bullying her, I wouldn't even dare to raise my voice to her."
"That's good! Oh... who is this beautiful young lady?" Li Zhanhao looked at Yinyin beside Zhixian.
"I'm nowhere near as beautiful as Ziwei, don't laugh at me! My name is Luo Yinyin, I'm Ziwei's cousin, and I live with my aunt and cousin now." Yinyin introduced herself generously.
"Oh... so we're all family, that's wonderful." As he spoke, his eyes kept glancing at Zhixian, a strange smile playing on his lips, making Zhixian a little embarrassed and turn his head away.
Li Zhanhao, being the discerning man he was, immediately saw through his son's thoughts and couldn't help but chuckle.
He then spoke at length with the mother and daughter, inquiring about their lives over the years. Luo Guifang, upon first seeing Li Zhanhao, was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. In front of her children and others,
she was caught in a dilemma: to leave or not to leave. She recalled her years of avoidance, and her once tranquil heart, for some reason, stirred again upon seeing the man she had always deeply loved and longed for. Her twenty years of solitary life seemed to be breathing anew. Had she truly made a mistake by running away all these years? How much she longed to be with him—only now did she truly understand this fact.
Zhixian, seeing his usually dignified and resolute father now so cheerful, a completely different person from his usual self, felt immense joy. This was a sight he had never witnessed before in front of his own mother and father.
This dinner was truly unexpected for Wenlun and Zhixian. Initially, they both harbored some apprehension, wondering what might happen after Li Zhanhao and Luo Guifang met. Unexpectedly, the atmosphere was exceptionally pleasant, filled with a harmonious familial warmth.
Luo Guifang elegantly wiped her mouth with a tissue, picked up her purse, and said, "Ziwei, come with me to the restroom."
Li Zhanhao gestured to the bodyguards at the next table, and the two approached. Li Zhanhao said to Luo Guifang, "This is Chen Hao, and this is Adong. I asked them to protect Ziwei." He said to Chen Hao, "Please accompany them to the restroom."
The mother and daughter left with Chen Hao and Adong. It turned out there was no restroom inside the ancient hall; they had to walk through a corridor about twenty meters long and turn two corners to reach it.
After they left, Li Zhanhao asked Zhixian, "Is the Dongwan operation going smoothly?"
"It's alright, but there are many aspects of the management system that aren't suitable for use in Hong Kong."
"That's not important. We'll naturally adopt the good parts and discard the bad ones. Flexible operation is the key to our company."
Suddenly, Wenlun closed his eyes for a moment, then abruptly stood up and shouted, "Zhixian, hurry... something's going to happen to Auntie and the others." Before he could finish speaking, he had already jumped up and run outside.
Zhixian understood Wenlun's precognitive abilities and dared not be careless, so he quickly followed Wenlun out.
Li Zhanhao was completely unaware of Wenlun's superpowers and just stared blankly at the two's backs. Yinyin hurriedly said, "Uncle, Ziwei and the others might be in trouble. Let's go out and see."
Although he didn't understand the reason, seeing how nervous the three of them were, he didn't ask any more questions and stood up to go out with Yinyin. The other three bodyguards who had come in with Li Zhanhao followed them as well.
This time, Li Zhanhao only brought five bodyguards with him to Japan, along with his private secretary and two senior staff members who had traveled to the United States. They had already been arranged to fly back to Hong Kong.
At this time, the waiters and staff of the Guxi Palace were also wondering what was going on with these people, and they all stared at the strange behavior of this group with their mouths open. They not only did not stop them, but also hurriedly made way for them. After all, this was a high-end hotel, and most of the guests were hotel guests or VIPs, so they were not afraid that they would eat and drink for free.
Wenlun and Zhixian ran as fast as they could, and after turning a corner, they saw Chen Hao and Adong standing not far away, as if they were waiting for someone. About three or four meters away from them, a female worker pushing a cleaning cart was slowly walking in their direction. The cleaning cart was full of cleaning supplies, such as cleaning agent, buckets, mops, brooms and other sundries.
As soon as Wenlun spotted the cleaning lady, he shouted to Chen Hao in Cantonese, "Grab that cleaning lady, don't let her get away..."
Chen Hao and his companion turned to look at the cleaning lady, and before they could react, the cleaning lady forcefully pushed the cleaning cart towards them and turned to run towards the stairwell at the end of the corridor. The two were hit by the cart, and the debris on it immediately flew everywhere, with water buckets scattered all over the floor.
Chen Hao and Wenlun were blocked by the debris, and the woman had already run down the stairs. However, Chen Hao was not weak either. He took a big stride and leaped over the overturned cleaning cart. At this moment, Yin Yin and Li Zhanhao also ran over. "What happened?" Yin Yin asked, pulling Zhi Xian.
"Yin Yin, you and A Dong go into the restroom and check," Wenlun instructed.
"Wenlun, what exactly did you sense? That cleaning lady was…" Zhixian asked anxiously, while Li Zhanhao, unaware of their conversation, couldn't interject.
"I just took a sip of beer and put down my glass when I suddenly felt dizzy. I closed my eyes to regain my senses, and suddenly an image appeared. I saw a man in white, raising something that looked like a wooden stick, about to smash it down on your mother's head. Then the image disappeared." "
But that was clearly a woman. How could you think it was her?"
At this moment, Adong came out of the restroom: "I looked around, and there was no one else inside except for Mrs. Li and the others."
Wenlun nodded and continued, "I only saw that the person was in white. There was no one else around, so I didn't care whether it was a man or a woman. But when I shouted, the person immediately ran away. It seems my intuition was right."
When Luo Guifang and the others came out, Li Zhanhao immediately went to greet them, and Ziwei also hurriedly came to Wenlun's side: "Yinyin said something else happened?"
"Hmm!" Wenlun nodded, then said to Li Zhanhao, "Uncle, shall we go back and discuss this further?"
Li Zhanhao then said to Adong, "Go back and settle the bills, we'll go back to our rooms first."
Adong responded and left, then Li Zhanhao said to everyone, "Let's go to my room together." He then walked side by side with Luo Guifang, and took out his mobile phone to dial a number: "Jinben, is Qingyi still there? Okay... I have something for him to do, please tell him for me, I'll be right back."
As Wenlun walked, he told Ziwei about the image he had just seen.
"How could this be? According to what you saw in your dream, was that person really attacking my mother? Why wasn't it me? What exactly is going on?" Ziwei looked horrified.
"I can't explain it right now either, but don't worry too much. We'll gather everyone's opinions later, and perhaps we can get some clues." Wenlun patted her shoulder and said.
Chapter Fifteen: Sharing a Room
Author: Qianlong
In the spacious living room of the presidential suite, four opposite high-end sofas were filled with people. After hearing Zhi Xian's account of Wen Lun's superpowers, Li Zhanhao couldn't help but be intrigued by this inexplicable phenomenon: "If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes today, I really wouldn't have believed it."
"Uncle, I think things are not simple. At first, Ziwei and I were kidnapped. Yang Ping's main target was obviously Ziwei. Although Aunt was not harmed today, if you believe my illusion, the real target of the criminals is Aunt. Also, after Ziwei and I escaped that day, I discussed it with Zhi Xian and found that there are indeed many incomprehensible doubts." Wen Lun recounted his conversation with Zhi Xian on the balcony that day.
"Ziwei was kidnapped, but the ransom demanded by the bandits is unreasonable. It seems they wanted to make Auntie think the ransom was small, so she wouldn't have to go to great lengths to raise money, and she certainly wouldn't report it to the police for such a small amount. Judging from this alone, the bandits' main goal is to lure Auntie to their location, to bring the two of them together, killing two birds with one stone. Do you all think what I'm saying makes sense?" Wenlun finished speaking in one breath.
"Wenlun, do you think the bandits' main target is Auntie?" Yinyin asked, staring at him with incredulous eyes.
"No, it's about Auntie and Ziwei, mother and daughter. If I'm not mistaken, it might be related to Uncle. Think about it, for so many years, Auntie and Ziwei have lived peacefully in Japan, but this time, after Uncle received a message from Auntie, he suddenly rushed to Japan, and that's when things started to happen. Isn't that strange?"
Jinben said. "But how do you explain Yangping's matter? It's understandable that he's taking revenge on Ziwei, but he doesn't know Auntie. Could these be two separate things?" "That
's also possible. Actually, my thoughts are just speculations. We need to investigate further to find out the real reason."
At this moment, Chen Hao returned, holding a wig in his hand, which he placed on the low table in front of everyone. "Mr. Li, that female worker seems to be a man dressed as a woman. I chased her to the downstairs exit and found this on the ground."
"Did you catch that person?" Li Zhanhao asked.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't catch him. That person didn't seem like an ordinary person; he was likely professionally trained. He was incredibly agile, and he jumped over the three-meter-high iron fence in just a few moves. I realized I couldn't catch him, so I came back."
"Hmm! Thank you for your hard work." Li Zhanhao nodded.
"Wenlun, your premonition came true again." Zhixian picked up the wig: "It really was a man. Luckily, we arrived in time, otherwise, who knows what the consequences would have been."
"Brother Qingyi, I have something I'd like you to help me with." Li Zhanhao turned to Qingyi.
"Mr. Li, you're too kind. As long as it's within my ability, I will do my best." Qingyi said.
"Judging from the current situation, someone intends to harm the mother and daughter. The signs suggest this is indeed possible. Although I brought five capable staff with me to Japan, they don't speak Japanese and are unfamiliar with the area, which makes things a bit inconvenient. My suggestion is, Brother Qingyi, could you send more men, along with my staff, to protect them? Would that be feasible?"
"That's no problem, leave it to me. But after listening to your conversation, I have some thoughts." "Brother
Qingyi, please speak freely. What are your insights?" "
Have you all noticed something? Since the bandits were able to lie in wait here beforehand and disguise themselves for the attack, it's clear they acted with great planning. This is extremely difficult for an ordinary person to do. Moreover, the person's skills are so exceptional; they are very likely a hired professional thug. Their goal is likely to kidnap the mother and daughter and demand a large ransom from Mr. Li."
Li Zhanhao nodded repeatedly: "Brother Qingyi, what do you think is the best way to prevent this?"
"Even if we call the police, it doesn't seem to be of much use. Firstly, since nothing has happened yet, they won't believe in any premonitions or superpowers, so they're unlikely to take the case. Even if they do take the case, they won't do their best to investigate. Now, we have to rely on ourselves! But sitting and waiting for death is a bad idea. We must fight back and find out who the culprit or the mastermind is. That's the right way. What do you all think?"
"What if I arrange for the mother and daughter to leave Japan first? Would that be feasible?" Li Zhanhao asked.
"In my experience, this is useless. Since the mastermind can hire professionals, they can follow us no matter where we hide. The first thing to do now is to separate the mother and daughter, distract them, and then arrange a secluded place for them to stay, so they can no longer know where your wife and daughter are. This will inevitably throw them into chaos, and they will search everywhere. That will be the best opportunity for us to capture the bandits."
"I think Mr. Hisato is right," Zhixian said. "As long as we arrange some bait to lure the bandits out, but this will probably require a lot of manpower."
"Leave the manpower problem to me. In addition to Mr. Li and the other five, I will send five more capable people to join us. With the help of our detective agency's advanced equipment, unless those people are top-notch spies, we will have a chance to capture them."
"Let's decide on this. Tomorrow morning, I will transfer 100,000 US dollars to your bank account for all expenses. After it's done, we'll go out for a meal, and I will thank Brother Qingyi properly then."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Li. As for your wife's accommodation, do you know of a suitable place? If not, I can arrange it for you," Qingyi said.
"Father, let Aunt Luo stay here tonight, and we'll make arrangements tomorrow," Zhixian said.
Li Zhanhao glared at him: "What 'Auntie'? From now on, you'll call her 'Mom' like Ziwei, understand?"
Zhixian nodded apologetically, while Luo Guifang blushed upon hearing that they would be staying overnight, feeling extremely embarrassed and uneasy.
"What about my cousin and me? I don't dare go home either. If those people find our house, wouldn't that be..." Yinyin tugged at Zhixian.
"This problem... Wenlun, what do you think we should do?" Zhixian looked at Wenlun.
"Chen Hao, you and I will share a suite here," Li Zhanhao said to Chen Hao, then turned to Zhixian and said, "The safety of those two cousins tonight is in your and Wenlun's hands."
"Doesn't that mean Wenlun and I are going to be the living room hosts!" Zhixian said with a bitter face, while Yinyin gave him a funny face.
Ziwei looked up at Wenlun: "I was really scared today, don't leave me."
"Okay!" Wenlun gently stroked her small hand: "Zhixian and I will stay with you, don't worry."
"But those bandits might..." Ziwei was still a little scared, holding Wenlun's hand tightly.
"In my opinion, even if they know you are here, they won't take any action today, and they also know that we will definitely be heavily guarded, so you can sleep peacefully."
Ziwei put her head close to his ear and whispered: "I... I really want to sleep with you tonight."
"I want to too, but Zhixian and Yinyin..." Wenlun looked at the two sitting opposite him, but saw that Zhixian and Yinyin were whispering to each other, talking about something: "Ziwei, we'll see how it goes later."
The four of them entered the luxurious suite, but before they sat down, Yinyin hurriedly looked around carefully. Zhi Xian carefully closed the door and unlatched it, then turned to Wen Lun and asked, "Do you think Yang Ping is related to the attack on Mother just now?"
"I don't know, but the two incidents happened so close together, so it's quite possible. But hiring an assassin must be expensive, and I'm afraid Yang Ping doesn't have that kind of ability. It seems there must be someone else behind it. I don't understand why they would harm two vulnerable women."
"What else is there to not understand? Of course, the bandits wanted to kidnap them and then demand ransom from Father," Zhi Xian said.
"My opinion differs from yours. If you want to believe my premonition, you should remember what I said before: in the illusion, the man wanted to attack Auntie with something, clearly intending to harm her. If he were kidnapping her for ransom, why would he resort to such a vicious act? Unless the illusion I saw wasn't accurate."
"Wenlun... don't scare me anymore..." Ziwei, terrified, clung to Wenlun, refusing to let go.
"Don't be afraid, I won't let anyone hurt you." Wenlun hugged her close.
"Ziwei, that bathroom is huge... Hey! What are you three standing around for? I just looked around, there are two big beds in the room. Looks like you two brothers don't need to be the hall managers anymore." Yinyin said as she ran over.
"It's already late, Wenlun and I have something to discuss. You guys take a shower and go to sleep first." Zhixian said.
"Ziwei, let's shower together, okay?" Yinyin pulled Ziwei and said with a smile.
"No way, you shower first." Ziwei leaned against Wenlun and pushed her out.
"So you wanted to shower with Wenlun, fine! I won't stop you then." Yinyin laughed heartily as she walked, while Ziwei stomped her foot angrily.
Wenlun took three cans of drinks from the refrigerator, and the three of them sat on the sofa discussing their plans. Yinyin, however, didn't finish showering for almost half an hour, still wearing a Japanese bathrobe, her short hair still wet: "So comfortable, I really didn't want to come out so soon."
Then Ziwei went to the bathroom as well. Yinyin plopped down next to Zhixian, crossing her legs, revealing a pair of long, slender, white legs through the parted Japanese bathrobe, making Wenlun, sitting opposite her, stare wide-eyed. Zhixian quickly slapped her thigh: "Look at you sitting like that, aren't you afraid of showing too much?"
"What's there to be afraid of? I'm not without underwear." But from Zhixian's furrowed brows, she could tell he was extremely dissatisfied, so she obediently pulled the bathrobe back up.
When Ziwei came out of the shower, Yinyin pulled her into the room to sleep. As they reached the door, Yinyin turned back to the two of them and said, "Don't chat too late, or I'll lock the door and not let you in. Don't regret it later."
Zhixian smiled bitterly and took a sip of beer. "I'm going to take a shower too."
Wenlun sat alone in the living room, his mind racing with thoughts of the day's events. What he couldn't understand was why Yangping was involved. Since Yangping wasn't the mastermind, that meant the mastermind must have known about Yangping and Ziwei's past relationship. That's why they used Yangping to get involved, creating this kidnapping and extortion scheme out of jealousy. But what was the main reason for doing this? The only people who could know about Yangping and Ziwei's relationship were employees of Dongmaru. Could the mastermind be someone from Dongmaru?
He went over the whole thing again and again, deep in thought, when Zhixian came out of the bathroom: "I'm going to sleep now, I have to go to work tomorrow morning."
When Zhixian entered the room, he was surprised to find that both beds were occupied. He thought, "These two are really something, what am I and Wenlun supposed to do? Do they really want to be the department head?" Just as he was wondering, Yinyin suddenly poked her head out from under the covers, smiling and beckoning him with her finger.
Zhixian stared at her, pointing to his nose and then to her bed. When Yinyin just nodded, he understood that she wanted to sleep with him, but then he thought that Wenlun would naturally sleep with Ziwei too. Wouldn't it be very awkward if the four of them did *that* in the same room?
At this moment, Yinyin had already lifted one side of the covers, patted the mattress, and gestured for him to come over. In this situation, Zhixian seemed to have no other choice but to climb into bed. As soon as he lay down, Yinyin hugged him like an octopus.
"Huh! You..." Zhixian realized that Yinyin was completely naked under the covers, her full breasts rubbing against him. Then, one of her delicate hands skillfully grasped his still half-erect penis through his bathrobe.
"What?! Hurry up and take off your robe. Do you want me to do it for you?" Yinyin whispered in his ear.
"Don't be so loud. How can we let Ziwei hear us?" Zhixian pulled the blanket over their heads before speaking quietly.
"You're such a big idiot. Otherwise, Ziwei and I would have already discussed it. Why would we be sleeping in separate beds? Don't you understand what that means?"
Zhixian pretended to be stupid and laughed, "What do I understand? I don't understand at all."
"You stupid Zhixian, you know the answer but you don't. I'm not going to use the Luo surname if I don't drain you dry tonight."
"You're not actually surnamed Luo. You just took your mother's surname! So, what's your surname?"
"My original surname was Gongze. Later, I heard from my aunt that my mother hated my father for abandoning us, so she wouldn't allow me to take his surname. Hey! Why are you still asking this now? Hurry up and take it off."
Zhixian took off his bathrobe, but Yinyin took it and threw it off the bed. She turned around and climbed on top of Zhixian. Zhixian held her head in his hands, pulled her close, and used his tongue to open her teeth, enjoying the sweetness in her mouth.
"Mmm..." Yin Yin passionately clung to his arm with one hand, her right hand reaching down to his crotch, grasping his already fully erect member, and stroking it rhythmically.
Zi Wei, sleeping not far from him, was curled up in the covers, her bright eyes fixed on the rising and falling, trembling blankets. Her pretty face was already flushed, her mind filled with fantasies of their passionate actions under the covers, and the desire within her began to surge rapidly.
Wen Lun entered the room at that moment, and seeing the scene on Yin Yin's bed, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. Upon seeing Wen Lun, Zi Wei quickly buried her head under the covers and turned her back to him.
Ziwei felt Wenlun approach the bed. Soon, his thick chest pressed against her back, and a greedy hand began to move from her waist forward, causing Ziwei to tremble slightly. The hand reached her smooth abdomen, then slipped inside her bathrobe, slowly moving upward until it reached the base of her breast.
"Ziwei, so you're not wearing a bra. I wonder if you're wearing panties?" Wenlun's voice whispered in Ziwei's ear.
Ziwei ignored him, only bending her body forward further. Wenlun's five fingers finally grasped one of her full breasts, gently kneading and caressing it. "Your body smells so good after your bath." Wenlun brushed her long hair aside with the tip of his nose, rubbing against her slender neck.
"Mmm..." Ziwei shrank her neck.
Wenlun's hands began to alternately fondle her breasts, occasionally pressing and flicking the hard nipples with his thumb, making Ziwei moan repeatedly. Her slender waist arched back, pressing and kneading his huge penis.
"Please take off your bathrobe!" Wenlun's fingers slid down, untying her waistband, and then moved lower, finally touching a soft patch of grass: "So you really don't have anything underneath." His fingers gently scratched her pubic hair, then came to the already wet slit.
"Mmm... Wenlun..." Ziwei finally whispered his name. She felt his fingers pressing against her labia, while his unrestrained thumb gently parted the foreskin of her clitoris: "Ah..." The sudden, pleasurable sensation made her let out a long moan. When Wenlun's middle finger entered her vagina, he only teased and prodded a few times. Ziwei quickly covered her mouth to prevent her sounds of pleasure from reaching the next bed.
However, Ziwei had no idea that Yinyin and Zhixian were already making a ruckus in the bed, having already locked the door, and had no time to care about anyone else.
Yinyin was lying on her side facing Zhixian, one of her long, beautiful legs wrapped around his waist, tightly entwined around his hips, while Zhixian's thick, long member thrust in and out of her flower-like opening with fierce intensity.
"Mmm! Harder…it feels so good to make love to you…ah! Yes, that's it…it's hitting the spot, faster, mmm…" Yinyin clung to him tightly, her hips swaying wildly in response.
"Want to change positions?" Zhixian gripped her hips, continuing to thrust and pump forcefully.
"I...I want to be on top...Ah! It's all the way in...Ah..."
Zhi Xian didn't pull his thing out, he just hugged her and lay down on his back. Yin Yin took the opportunity to lie on top of him, her hips swaying up and down: "Ah! So deep...So full. Yin Yin is about to be penetrated..."
Overwhelmed by passion, Yin Yin tightly wrapped her arms around Zhi Xian's neck, showering him with kisses on his face, while her lower body thrust forward, her thick penis constantly turning in and out of her flower lips, her juices flowing like a tide: "It feels so good, Zhi Xian, you're so strong...Ah! How can you penetrate so deep, thrust harder...Ah...It's like this, I'm about to come. Don't stop...Mmm..."
Yin Yin's moans came from the next bed, making Zi Wei even more aroused. At this moment, she was completely naked, pinned down by Wen Lun, her body flushed with excitement: "Mmm! Wen Lun, hold me tight..."
"I want to go in..." Wen Lun whispered in her ear.
"Mmm! I want it too, but you have to be quiet, I don't want my brother to hear." Ziwei wrapped her left arm around his neck, pulling Wenlun's head close to her eyes, while her right hand reached down to Wenlun's crotch, holding his penis and slowly pressing it against the entrance of her flower cave: "I want you... Ziwei wants it so much... Please give it all to me..."
Wenlun cupped her face in his hands: "Take me in, I'm going to take Ziwei on a soul journey through space tonight, do you want it?"
"Yes... Ziwei wants it..." She slowly spread her flower lips open with Wenlun's large head, then her buttocks slightly lifted, and a large, round head was immediately held tightly by her narrow opening: "So comfortable, put the whole thing in..."
Wenlun arched his body, his lips moved down, sliding over her pink and slender neck, finally reaching her full and beautiful breasts. He first kissed the deep cleavage between her breasts, then slid down to the peaks, his waist moving in sync with the wanton movements of his lips, deeply entering her.
"Ah... Wenlun..." Ziwei held his head in her hands, arching her breasts to receive his kiss, her half-closed eyes filled with happiness and joy: "Deeper..."
Wenlun's large penis broke through her cervix, the entire eighteen centimeters of it pushing completely into her vagina.
The feeling of fullness and tightness that Wenlun gave her was always what Ziwei was most satisfied with. Wenlun's hand moved to the point where their bodies were joined, and began to gently caress her protruding clitoris. A low, pleasurable moan immediately escaped from Ziwei's mouth. She felt as if she had been struck by lightning, forcing her to tilt her chin back, her nails digging deeply into his shoulders.
When Wenlun began to thrust, when the huge head of his penis brushed against her, Ziwei completely lost control.
Then, Wenlun's movements became no longer gentle, the full-speed thrusting becoming more powerful, one strong thrust after another, making Ziwei, who was holding her tightly, feel waves of satisfying pleasure instantly coursing through her entire body.
"Ah! Wenlun, I love you so much... Fuck me, fuck me hard, love me, Ziwei is about to ascend to heaven..."
Ziwei felt the waves of nectar flowing continuously within her body, flowing down to her thighs with his thrusts, while Wenlun's movements did not slow down at all, his head still relentlessly surging into the depths of her womb, the raging lust burning so intensely that she could no longer restrain herself. Ziwei took his large hand and pressed it against her breasts: "Stroking me, giving me more pleasure... Please..."
"Satisfied? My Ziwei..." Wenlun felt her vaginal walls twitching incessantly, knowing that she was about to come, so he thrust even more vigorously.
"Ah ah... It's almost here, don't stop, Ziwei loves Wenlun to death... Ah! I'm coming... I'm really coming..."
A large amount of vaginal fluid suddenly gushed out, she finally surrendered, found her blissful climax, the dazzling light in her mind completely overwhelmed her, making her truly believe that she had died.
Wenlun softened his movements, gazing at the stunning angel before him. She closed her eyes contentedly, panting heavily, limp beneath him. "Ziwei, are you alright?"
His caring tone warmed Ziwei's heart. "I'm fine, you're so beautiful..." She hugged him tightly. "You're not finished yet, are you? But I want to rest for a bit, is that alright?"
"Yes! Of course..." His lips slowly descended, covering her cherry lips once more.
Meanwhile, Yinyin and Zhixian had also finished comfortably. Yinyin lay on top of Zhixian, seemingly dead, and it took several minutes for them to slowly recover.
"I almost died from your fucking, and you showed no mercy..."
"Ha! You're really something. You were the one who took the initiative, riding on top of me, and now you're blaming me. Don't you see how fierce and seductive you were just now? It was like you were trying to rape me."
Yin Yin poked him hard: "Who do you think you are? I would rape you!"
"Still denying it? You're still clinging to my thing, not wanting to pull out. Are you not satisfied after raping me once, and want to rape me a second time?"
"Fine, I won't pull out. I'll keep you inside me all night, and I'll squeeze every last drop out of you."
"Do you want me dead? You might as well just 'swoosh' me to death." Although Zhi Xian said this, his hands betrayed him. He was holding one of her breasts, greedily playing with it.
Yinyin, of course, knew he was being hypocritical, and gave him a charming smile: "I'll just chop him off with one stroke, and make you Li Lianying forever."
"Luckily, there's no knife now, otherwise you might really... Hey! What do you want to do..." Zhixian only got halfway through his sentence when he saw Yinyin suddenly pull out and move down.
The giant head covered in semen was suddenly enveloped by a warm embrace. Zhixian pulled the blanket up over his head and asked from inside the blanket, "What do you want? You're not really going to bite him off,
are you?" "Don't worry, I'll definitely bite him, but not now. This young lady still needs him to satisfy her. When I realize he has no more use, I'll just 'ss'... Hehe..." After saying that, she took it back into her mouth. The lilac, like a serpent, kept circling around the head of his penis. Suddenly, she gently bit him with her teeth, which startled Zhixian so much that he trembled all over. His penis, which had been gradually hardening, instantly went soft again.
This time, Yin Yin actually laughed, holding his precious penis and kneading it: "Seeing how scared you are, okay, seeing how pitiful you are, let me make it bigger for you, but you have to thank me properly." She then took most of the limp penis into her mouth, while her little hands playfully played with his testicles.
Before long, Zhi Xian's darling was raging again. Yin Yin spat him out and climbed on top of Zhi Xian: "Okay, he's going to do it again. Do you want to do it to me again?"
Zhi Xian hugged her tightly: "This time I'm going to fuck you until you beg for mercy. I'll show you the consequences of biting me."
"Okay, I'm just looking forward to having your big thing fuck me to death. Come on, I can't wait."
Yin Yin lay down on her back next to Zhi Xian, wanting him to ride on top of her. As Zhi Xian straddled her, she couldn't wait to spread her legs wide and wrap her legs around his waist: "Come and fuck me, my big baby. Yin Yin likes you so much..."
Zhi Xian grabbed one of her breasts with one hand and thrust his hips forward without saying a word. With a "squelch," half of it went in.
"Ah! So thick and hard... I want more, go in harder..." Yin Yin wrapped her arms around his neck, tilted her head back for a kiss, and Zhi Xian quickly took her small mouth in his, his tongue rolling inside her mouth, while his penis kept thrusting in and out, each thrust reaching her deepest point.
"So strong, I'm tearing you apart... Ah! So comfortable, keep thrusting harder... Mmm..." As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately passionately sucked on Zhi Xian's tongue, her plump buttocks arching up to meet his thrusts.
Ziwei slowly came to her senses, gazing tenderly at Wenlun: "You can move now... can you give me another little death?"
Wenlun readily agreed, first slowly pulling his treasure out of her flower garden, then deeply inserting it. Ziwei's tight vaginal canal endured several intense rubbings, instantly feeling inexplicably pleasurable: "So comfortable, Wenlun, insert it deeper, Ziwei loves this feeling..."
"Me too, Ziwei, you're really tight, it feels so good... How does this feel, do you want me to go faster?" Wenlun stroked her delicate body while whispering in her ear.
Ziwei wrapped her legs around his, opening her flower-like opening as wide as possible: "Faster, Ziwei is willing to die beneath you... Faster, then you can fuck me hard..."
The sounds of "plop, plop" grew faster and faster as Ziwei held him tighter. Wenlun unleashed a frenzied onslaught, making Ziwei gush with fluids, experiencing one climax after another, until Wenlun ejaculated deep within her, finally allowing Ziwei to collapse in blissful exhaustion.
Ziwei held the still-breathing Wenlun tightly, closed her eyes, and gently stroked his back. After a long silence, they slowly caught their breath. Ziwei whispered against his neck, "Wenlun, I love you so much, I really don't want to be apart from you."
"As long as you like it," Wenlun said, stroking her gently. "Come! Let me hold you as we sleep."
Ziwei pressed herself against him with happiness, their arms and legs intertwined, and soon they drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Sixteen: The Sports Car
The next day, the four didn't have breakfast in their room. Early in the morning, Chen Hao received an internal call saying that Li Zhanhao was having breakfast at the "Golden Pheasant" VIP lounge downstairs.
"Golden Pheasant" was a private VIP room. As soon as the four entered, they saw Li Zhanhao and Luo Guifang sitting side-by-side, while Chen Hao and the other five bodyguards sat at a round table near the entrance. The four greeted everyone and sat down.
Wen Lun and the other three's gazes all turned to Luo Guifang. They saw her head bowed, her face slightly flushed, and she seemed a little shy and awkward. Looking at Li Zhanhao, however, he was beaming. They knew the two had enjoyed a passionate night together and couldn't help but feel happy for them.
"Ziwei, Yinyin, you two stay with your mother at the hotel this morning. Chen Hao and Adong will protect you in the room," Li Zhanhao said.
"Father, are you going out?" Zhixian asked as he poured tea for everyone.
"Guozhang
(one of the bodyguards) and I are going to your mother's house to pick up some documents and odds and ends. Oh, do you two need anything?"
"Yes, 'Xiaobai' is still at home. I forgot to feed it yesterday. Uncle, could you bring 'Xiaobai' to me?"
"Don't worry, your aunt already told me. I'll bring you your passports and documents as well. Ziwei, do you need me to fetch anything?"
"I...I only have...that..." Ziwei suddenly became shy, her pretty face flushed.
Yin Yin stared at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "I know, you want to take Q-Taro, right? Am I right?" Zi Wei glanced at her sideways but didn't say anything, while Wen Lun beside her was excited and quickly grasped her soft hand, whispering, "Thank you..."
Li Zhanhao understood a bit from their expressions and smiled, "Is it in your room?" As he spoke, he looked at Wen Lun with a smile.
"Uncle, you'll see it as soon as you enter her room. Q-Taro is on the small cabinet by the bed. It's a white plush toy with big red lips," Yin Yin readily told Zi Wei.
Not long after, Qing Yi walked in, followed by two people: "Good morning, Mr. Li, good morning everyone. These are employees of my detective agency. This is Keita, and this is Kazuya." The two greeted each other, and Li Zhanhao invited them to sit down together.
A long dining table was set out for nine people. Two waiters set the table for three, and soon the food was served—an unusually lavish spread, including caviar and fine wines.
As everyone ate, Qingyi suddenly asked Wenlun, "Mr. Shen, what model was the red Porsche that was stolen from you? Do you remember its license plate?"
"It was a red 911 with a black rear wing. I didn't see the license plate," Wenlun replied, stopping his food and looking at him.
Qingyi pulled a notebook from his pocket and opened it to the first page, saying, "I just drove into the parking lot of the Gaolun Hotel and found a red Porsche. It looks just like the one you described. I've already sent someone to monitor it there, and the license plate number is this." He handed it to Wenlun, saying, "They seem to be watching us from outside. In my opinion, it's not appropriate for Madam Li to stay here any longer. We should find a secluded place to settle her in as soon as possible. As for the two young ladies, they can find another hotel to stay temporarily, and we'll send people to protect them.
" "Staying in a hotel? Isn't that very dangerous?" Wenlun asked.
"This is only a temporary measure. We'll find another suitable place. We need to set up there first and install anti-theft devices before the two ladies can stay. As long as the bandits don't show up, that's fine. If they dare to come, we can capture them."
"Brother Qingyi, wouldn't it be easier to protect the three of them if they stayed together?" Li Zhanhao asked.
"On the surface, it seems that way, but if we have enough manpower and split up to hide, we will distract the bandits and disrupt their plans. They will eventually reveal their true colors, making it much easier for us to capture them."
"Would we need to use our residence in Xixinjing? It's a quiet place with few people coming and going. If bandits appear or any unfamiliar faces come and go, we'll find them very easily," Zhixian said.
"That works too, it seems quite ideal. Actually, finding a place to hide isn't difficult, but the biggest challenge is finding people to protect them. Since they're all women, it seems a bit inconvenient to have people protect them closely at their residence. It would be best if their relatives could protect them." "
That's settled then. Ziwei and Yinyin will stay at our house, where Wenlun and I will protect them. Dad will take care of Mom, and the rest of us will secretly protect them while we wait for the bandits to appear." "
This arrangement is excellent. Now we need to find a hotel for the three of them to stay in temporarily. It's best if they don't find out during the move until we've settled into their accommodations."
"Wenlun, what do you think of the Sun God Prince Hotel?" Zhixian asked Wenlun.
"You mean the Sun God Hotel in the 60th Building in Ikebukuro? Is that suitable?" Wenlun asked doubtfully.
"Do you remember? The advantage of staying at that hotel was that there were many entrances and exits, making it difficult to be discovered. Besides the elevator in the lobby, there were elevators in the shopping mall and the restaurant that went directly to the guest rooms. Even if the bandits discovered that Mom was staying there, it would be difficult to catch them coming and going from the hotel. Isn't that ideal?"
"Now that you mention it, I'm quite satisfied too. Unlike other hotels, where the bandits can't hide if they're monitoring the lobby."
"Hearing you two say that, it's indeed ideal. We'll move there temporarily." Li Zhanhao said to Chen Hao, "Book two suites for me at the Sun God Hotel."
Qingyi, who was standing nearby, suddenly said, "I think we shouldn't book suites or high-class rooms like Japanese-style rooms. Regular rooms will do. If I were one of those bandits, and they suspected you were moving there, they would know Mr. Li's identity and would definitely check the guest list for high-class rooms and the people who registered. It would be best if our detective agency staff registered you to prevent them from already knowing your names."
"Hmm! Brother Qingyi's reputation as a professional detective is truly well-deserved; you are indeed meticulous," Li Zhanhao said with a smile.
"Mr. Li, you flatter me. We will handle this matter," Qingyi said.
"Wenlun, your plan has been approved by the board of directors. You can proceed according to your original plan," Sangtian said, sitting in his office chair.
"This is all thanks to Mr. Sangtian's help. I will do my best to do a good job," Wenlun said, taking the plan from Sangtian.
"By the way, I heard from Mr. Jinben that you were ambushed by Yangping. Can you tell me about what happened?" Sangtian lit a cigarette and asked slowly.
"It's like this," Wenlun said, only deleting the part about Ziwei's humiliation and recounting the day he was kidnapped.
"That kid Yohei, I initially thought he was a decent person, but I never expected him to do such things again and again for a woman, even resorting to kidnapping. I really misjudged him." "
I investigated the Yokohama branch, and Yohei hasn't been to work for several days. He used to be one of your key personnel, Manager Kuwata. Do you have any news about him?" Wenlun asked.
"To be honest, I'm looking for him too, but I still can't find out his whereabouts. He's probably already in hiding. If I have any news about him, I'll let you know immediately."
Just as Wenlun was listening to Kuwata speak, he suddenly noticed a table-shaped photo frame on Kuwata's desk. It had probably been moved slightly by the documents on the desk, revealing the photos inside. The photo frame contained four photos arranged in a grid pattern, but one of the photos made Wenlun pause in surprise.
All four photos were ordinary snapshots of daily life, but one of them, besides Kuwata himself, showed a young girl. However, what stirred his heart most wasn't the two people in the photo, but the red Porsche sports car behind them, its license plate number clearly visible in the picture—exactly the same as the one Qingyi had shown him that morning.
"Mr. Kuwata, may I see these photos?"
"Oh! Please, go ahead." Kuwata picked up the photo frame and handed it to him. "These are all snapshots I like. The photography is alright, isn't it?"
Wenlun took the photo frame, his gaze fixed on the red sports car. He pointed at the photo and asked Kuwata, "Who is this girl...?" "
She is Mr. Tsumoto's daughter, Miss Qu You. So you haven't met before," Kuwata said.
"Is the red Porsche in the background Mr. Tsumoto's?" Wenlun asked, staring at Kuwata.
"No, this is Miss Qu You's car. As far as I know, she treasures this car like a precious gem," Kuwata said, flicking his cigarette ash.
"So, it's still her car."
"It should be. She drove me to Ginza last week. This car is like her lover; she wouldn't easily change it."
"That's strange. This is the sports car that kidnapped me and Ziwei." Wenlun said.
"No way, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Sangtian sat up straight in astonishment.
"While I can't be 100% certain, the appearance, color, and car model are exactly the same."
"Do you suspect the person who sniped you..." Sangtian waved his hand: "No way, how could it be Mr. Tsumoto? And Miss Qu You is even less likely. You don't know each other, so why would she attack you?" "
Mr. Sangtian, I have a request. Because it's of great importance, I'd like to investigate it in detail. Could I borrow this photo for a few days?"
"That's no problem, but this matter is very important, so we must investigate carefully. Don't jump to conclusions. I believe Mr. Tsumoto wouldn't do such a thing. For now, you can investigate secretly and don't spread it around. I'll also help you investigate secretly. If I find anything, I'll contact you."
"I won't do anything reckless. Thank you for your help, Mr. Sangtian," Wenlun said.
At noon, Wenlun received a call from Ziwei, who said that through Qingyi's arrangements, she and Luo Guifang had safely checked into the Sun God Hotel and gave him their room number. Wenlun didn't mention what he had seen in Sangtian's office, intending to discuss it together when they met.
After work, Wenlun and Zhixian arrived at the hotel where Ziwei was staying. As they reached her room, Chen Hao emerged from another room: "Young Master, Mr. Shen."
The two nodded to him, then realized that Chen Hao and Adong's room was directly opposite Ziwei's.
Wenlun was puzzled and asked Chen Hao, "You closed the door, so how did you see us?"
Chen Hao smiled and said, "Please come in and you'll understand." The two followed him into the room and saw Adong looking at a small monitor, very similar in appearance to a laptop. The image displayed was clearly the door to Ziwei's room.
"How could this be?" the two looked at Chen Hao.
"This is a surveillance camera that Mr. Qingyi installed for us. The eyepiece is placed under the door of our room. With the right angle, we can clearly see what's happening outside the opposite room," Chen Hao explained.
"So that's how it is. Mr. Qingyi is quite capable." Wenlun laughed. "I'll leave this to you two."
The moment Wenlun and his companion stepped into Ziwei's room, Xiaobai pounced on them. Zhixian quickly ran outside, shouting, "Are you trying to murder me...? Hurry up and catch it!"
"Useless indeed. This one's fine too, let's see if you dare bully me again." Yinyin picked up Xiaobai and put it back in its carrier.
The four of them then gathered around the bed discussing what Wenlun had seen. Ziwei had also determined from the photo that it was the car from that day. It seemed the kidnapping and sniping incident was gradually getting a lead, but could the mastermind really be Jinben? This question still left everyone somewhat doubtful.
Jinben himself was not only Li Zhanhao's longtime friend, but Ziwei and Luo Guifang had also often taken care of him, like family. There was no reason for him to suddenly harm the mother and daughter.
Zhi Xian picked up the photo, looking at it as he said, "This is indeed a bit strange. Jinben's daughter is Qu You, and we have absolutely no connection with her. Wen Lun and I have never even met her. How could we be involved with her? Oh, right, Mom and Jinben have always been very close. Ziwei, have you ever met her?"
"I met her once a couple of years ago. I thought she was a very nice person, generous and refined. I believe it has nothing to do with her."
"Judging from the surface, it's obviously Jinben. It's not difficult for him to drive away his daughter's sports car or use it to commit the crime. But would he really be that stupid? A red Porsche, such a high-end European import, is not common in Japan and attracts a lot of attention. Using such a car to commit a crime seems unreasonable, especially since it's his own car. Doesn't that make him even more suspicious?"
"Brother, if it really was Mr. Jinben who did it, aren't Mom and Dad in great danger now!" Ziwei seemed to have thought of something terrible.
"What?" Zhi Xian and the other two looked at Ziwei at the same time.
"Isn't that right? The private investigator Qingyi who's with Mom and Dad right now was introduced by Mr. Jinben for protection work. What if they're with Jinben's group? That would be terrible!" Ziwei said anxiously.
"Your reminder should have made us immediately warn Mom and Dad to be on guard." Zhixian realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately took out his cell phone. "
Wait a minute, Zhixian, there's no rush. I think there are still many doubts. Let's discuss it thoroughly before making a decision." Wenlun pulled him back.
"Although there are doubts, Mom and Dad's safety is no joke." Zhixian said urgently.
"If Qingyi and his gang were going to make a move, they would have done it long ago. Why would they wait until now?" Wenlun pondered for a moment. "Ziwei, you often go into Sangtian's office. Have you noticed the photo shelf on his desk?"
Ziwei shook her head. "I haven't paid attention to that usually. Maybe I have, but I don't think so. I can't remember."
"Although I haven't been in Dongwan for very long, I go to Sangtian's office two or three times a day, but I've never noticed the photo shelf on his desk. I guess I'm like Ziwei, I just haven't noticed it." Wenlun said.
"Could it have been put on the desk recently?" Yinyin suddenly said from the side.
"That's what I think too. It's very likely that it was put there recently, but don't you think it's a coincidence? It's such a coincidence that the photo shelf is placed sideways today, so even I, sitting opposite Sangtian, can see the contents of the photo, as if it was deliberately made for me to see. And the most amazing thing is that this photo is the key to our investigation of the bandits. Even if it's a coincidence, it seems a bit too much!" Wenlun crossed his arms and said.
"Hmm... it is indeed a bit strange." Yinyin nodded repeatedly.
"You mean Sangtian intentionally showed it to you?" Ziwei asked, frowning.
"I'm not sure yet, but it's very possible," Wenlun said.
"If he deliberately showed it to you, it means Sangtian already knows the whole story, which is why he made this arrangement!" Zhixian asked, frowning.
"I think we should discuss it with Mom and Dad and hear their opinions," Ziwei said, looking at Zhixian.
"What do you think, Wenlun?" Zhixian asked.
Wenlun nodded: "But we mustn't let Qingyi know. Right now, apart from Uncle and the five bodyguards around him, we can't trust anyone else."
Zhixian pressed Li Zhanhao's cell phone and told him about Sangtian and Jinben. Soon after, Zhixian hung up and told everyone, "Dad said he's coming right away."
Not long after, Li Zhanhao and Luo Guifang arrived at Ziwei's room, while the three bodyguards waited in Chen Hao's room.
"Zhixian, before you called, I already knew who the Porsche owner was. Qingyi told me at noon today that he checked with the Land Transport Bureau and the sports car parked in the parking lot of the Takanawa Hotel was registered under the name Tsumoto Tomoyuki, indicating that it was a Tsumoto family car. But Qingyi was introduced by Tsumoto, yet he told me this directly. It seems that this matter has nothing to do with Qingyi, and I know Tsumoto's character very well. I don't think it's him."
"Uncle thinks it's Minister Kuwata?" Wenlun asked.
"I can't be sure until I get confirmation, but he is the most suspicious person." Li Zhanhao said, "Also, Ziwei gave the keys to your house to Qingyi today. The residence in Xixinjing is now ready, and you can go back at any time." "
Father, I'm still a little worried. You know, Wenlun and I have to go back to work at Dongwan during the day. Who will protect Ziwei and Yinyin at home? If Chen Hao and Adong are left at home, it's really inconvenient. What do you think we should do?" Zhixian said.
"I've thought about that too. Now that we've found your mother and Ziwei, and this has suddenly happened, it's unsettling to wait until it's resolved! Here's what we'll do: I'll discuss it with Jinben tonight and have him tell his superiors that you two have urgent business to attend to in Hong Kong, and we plan to assign someone else to replace you in your internship positions. What do you think?"
"As long as Dongwan is willing to release them, I have no problem with that. Wenlun, what about you?" Zhixian turned to Wenlun and asked,
"I have no problem either, as long as your mother and Ziwei are safe. Also, we must find the person behind this as soon as possible and get to
the bottom of things so that we can be done with it once and for all." "Speaking of Sangtian, this person is very suspicious. I heard Zhixian say that Yangping is Sangtian's right-hand man at Dongwan, and Yangping is also involved in this matter, so I think Sangtian is very suspicious. I will ask Qingyi to help me investigate him; perhaps we'll find something." Li Zhanhao said.
Wenlun nodded repeatedly, completely agreeing with Li Zhanhao's deduction.
Zhi Xian asked Zi Wei, "Now that our accommodations are ready, are you two planning to go there tonight?"
Lun replied, "I don't want to stay at the hotel. Let's go to your house earlier." Zi Wei said,
"That's fine. After everyone finishes dinner, you can go back with Chen Hao and A Dong. Qing Yi will arrange for people to take turns protecting you outside your house."
"Dad, do you have enough people here?" Zhi Xian asked.
"Besides Qing Yi, myself, and three bodyguards, Qing Yi has also assigned two assistants. There shouldn't be any security issues," Li Zhanhao said.
That evening, Wen Lun and his three companions, along with Chen Hao and his companion, were escorted home in a small van driven by two Qingyi employees. The previously vacant room was given to Chen Hao and A Dong for temporary accommodation, while Ziwei naturally shared a room with Wen Lun, and Yinyin with Zhixian.
Li Zhanhao and Luo Guifang did not stay in a suite, but in a regular room. Their three bodyguards stayed in the room opposite, which Qingyi had also installed with surveillance cameras. Qingyi and the two detective agency employees stayed in the room next to Li Zhanhao's.
Li Zhanhao had changed into Japanese-style pajamas and was sitting on the sofa watching television.
Luo Guifang, having just finished showering, came out of the bathroom and said to him, "It's late, still watching TV." Having just showered, Luo Guifang loosened her long, shoulder-length, glossy black hair, which appeared even more captivating with her elegant demeanor.
Human beings are indeed vastly different, categorized into various types based on individual personality, taste, cultivation, temperament, and knowledge. The presence of elegant, serene, and graceful middle-aged women is not merely a fictional phenomenon; such women truly exist in real life, and Luo Guifang is one such woman.
Although Luo Guifang is thirty-eight years old this year, perhaps due to her excellent maintenance, she appears several years younger than her actual age. Her appearance is somewhat similar to the dark eyes of the character in "Paradise Lost," perhaps even more beautiful. Furthermore, her skin is like snow, her shoulders are slender, her waist is narrow, her breasts are full, and her figure is exquisitely beautiful, even envying women in their twenties. Presumably, in her youth, she was not much less stunning than Ziwei, no wonder Li Zhanhao is still infatuated with her.
Li Zhanhao patted the sofa: "It's not night yet, sit down and watch TV with me for a while." His words seemed to possess an invisible power, compelling people to obey him.
Luo Guifang sat gracefully beside him, her body exuding the fresh scent of a post-bath shower. Li Zhanhao gently pulled her closer, holding her soft hand in his, and said, "You know, for the past ten years or so, not a single day has passed without me thinking of you. I can't even remember how many people I've asked to look for you. If it weren't for Zhixian and Wenlun this time, I don't know when I would have seen you again."
"Actually, you shouldn't have come to me!" Luo Guifang said softly, her head bowed.
"What are you saying?" Li Zhanhao sat up straight, then whispered, "Guifang, although I can't give you any title, my feelings for you have never changed. I love you just as much as I did more than ten years ago. I'm not a teenager anymore; I won't say those sweet nothings. You have to believe me, please don't run away from me anymore."
"Zhanhao, I promise I won't run away from you anymore, but I won't go back to Hong Kong with you. I hope you understand."
"You're worried about Meiyun. Don't worry about these things; I'll handle them." Li Zhanhao brushed aside her hair that fell over her shoulder with his fingers. "Let's sleep."
"Okay!" The two slowly stood up. Luo Guifang first tidied Li Zhanhao's blankets before returning to her own bed. Then Li Zhanhao suddenly said, "Guifang, come sleep with me, okay?"
Chapter Seventeen: Passion
Luo Guifang glanced back at him, then slowly walked over. Li Zhanhao helped her sit beside him, lifted her chin with his hand, and gazed intently at her: "You're so beautiful."
She felt flustered and shy under his gaze, quickly burying her head in his chest. Li Zhanhao gently pulled her onto the bed, propped his cheek on one hand, and lay on his side beside her, admiring her captivating face. His other hand gently stroked the hair near her ear: "Promise me you'll never leave me." His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.
Li Zhanhao's fingers slowly moved to her chin. Though it was a slight touch, it had a surprising impact on Luo Guifang's heart, which had been closed for over a decade, causing her to tremble slightly.
Although she had shared a dream with Li Zhanhao the previous night, Luo Guifang still couldn't immediately adapt to the touch of her lover after so many years apart.
"Zhanhao, you're making me confused!" Luo Guifang whispered, but didn't push away his caressing thumb.
"Really?" His hand slid down, hooking her bathrobe with his fingers, opening it almost to her waist, allowing him a full view of her alluring cleavage. But Li Zhanhao had already noticed that she was completely naked under the bathrobe.
The smile that had been on Li Zhanhao's face slowly faded, his attention began to wander, and his mind was filled only with the thought of touching her.
Luo Guifang's heart began to race, and even her breathing became rapid. How she longed for a kiss, just a kiss, and Li Zhanhao did not disappoint her. His lips finally touched hers, and Luo Guifang sighed with satisfaction.
But Li Zhanhao did not actively extend his tongue; instead, he slipped his hand inside her bathrobe, his five fingers gently caressing her high, firm breasts: "You're still so smooth, so perky, so tempting..." Finally, he cupped her breasts in his large palm, kneading them with a pleasure-filled strength.
Luo Guifang couldn't look him in the eye, her face already flushed with embarrassment. Her sensitive nipples immediately hardened, the electric pleasure making her even more confused: "Mmm... um! Zhanhao..." She boldly placed her hands on his shoulders, actively urging him to respond to the kiss with her tongue.
Only then did Li Zhanhao insert his tongue into her mouth. The passionate kiss paused temporarily. Li Zhanhao raised his head to examine her pretty face, the charming dimples on his cheeks reappearing before her eyes. This was the smile she loved most about him, unchanged for over ten years. Luo Guifang had once considered calling it a dimple, but such a term seemed inappropriate for a man as robust and strong as Li Zhanhao. How could a charismatic and eccentric business tycoon have dimples?
Li Zhanhao's kiss descended again, this time filled with hunger and desire, savagely exploring her mouth, relentlessly drawing out the sweetness of her oral cavity.
Luo Guifang's tongue couldn't help but intertwine with his, the passionate kiss making her lose herself. She pulled down his robe, gently stroking his neck and back with her fingers, her toes rubbing against his calves. A pleasurable sensation slowly washed over her, causing her to unconsciously writhe in his arms until she felt his already hard and aroused member pressing against her thighs, and felt him deliberately rubbing against her vulva, the movements becoming increasingly intense.
This torturous touch instantly ignited the flames of desire deep within Luo Guifang's body.
Li Zhanhao could no longer bear the burning desire to possess her. He quickly ripped off her bathrobe, revealing her crystal-clear white body before him. He stared at her, simultaneously removing his own clothes and tossing them aside, leaving them instantly naked. In Luo Guifang's eyes, his large member was already raging, the red veins coiled around it clearly visible, and the glans glistening with a wet sheen.
He didn't press down on her, but instead propped himself up on his side beside her, his large member resting on her lap. "Hold it for me, Guifang," he said, his voice low and husky.
Luo Guifang looked up at him shyly, her delicate face upturned. But her naturally gentle and obedient nature made it impossible for her to disobey. Her five slender, bamboo-like fingers slowly reached out and grasped his member. The hot, pulsating sensation made her even more shy.
"Move it for me," Li Zhanhao said, extending his only movable hand. He traced her lower lip with his middle finger, moving it down to her deep cleavage, and finally gently pressing it against her nipple.
"Ah! Don't... don't look..." Luo Guifang saw his greedy gaze fixed on the movement of his fingers, which filled her with boundless shyness.
"It would be a waste not to look at such a perfect body." His hand finally covered her breasts, and with each gentle squeeze
and caress, he could see them deform in his palm. "So beautiful, the touch is unforgettable." "No... say it again! Mmm..." Luo Guifang closed her eyes in embarrassment, but her small hands made his treasure even harder and more erect. Then, she felt his hand move again, sliding over her neat pubic mound and touching her sensitive labia. His fingers rubbed up and down, and the electric-like pleasure made her cry out, "Mmm... no! Zhanhao... please don't..."
But Li Zhanhao was not going to stop. He explored her passion while watching the changes in her face. Luo Guifang's eyes were already misty and glistening. Her chin was constantly being pushed up with satisfaction, and her charming little mouth was sometimes half open and half closed, showing extreme intoxication.
Li Zhanhao was already at the peak of excitement, almost losing his reason. The repression had turned into painful torment, making him want to immediately mount her, to thrust into her violently, to fill her soul. But he told himself that he had to take it slow, to slowly appreciate and savor this flawless lover.
When his fingers parted her lips and entered, Luo Guifang instinctively arched her body, leaning forward to meet his intrusion. The pure physical pleasure made her cry out again, her full hips twisting ecstatically. As Li Zhanhao moved, he captured her cherry lips with another passionate kiss, an action that only made her crave more.
After a long, passionate kiss, Li Zhanhao could no longer wait: "Do you want me to stop?"
"I...I don't know, but I really want you..." Luo Guifang answered softly.
"I am your husband, it is my duty to satisfy you." He kissed her again, and she responded with the same passion. Li Zhanhao suddenly pulled away, but this time he pressed down on her smooth body.
"Tell me, you want me inside you. Say it, Guifang." He gazed at her, then slowly pried her legs apart with his knee. His hand slid back into her flower, gently caressing her. Luo Guifang was already wet and slippery, completely ready to be penetrated. As his fingers teased her clitoris, she cried out, "Don't torture me anymore, please... Zhanhao... I need you inside me, please..."
"You are truly my darling, how can I not cherish you..." He moved between her smooth, delicate thighs, lifted her buttocks, and first used his large penis to circle around her flower entrance for a while before slowly inserting it into her tight lips. The tightness felt incredibly good to him.
Luo Guifang beneath him, due to the swelling in her lower body, actively twisted her body, urging him to go faster.
Seeing her enthusiastic reaction brought Li Zhanhao immense pleasure. He first stared at her pretty face, then reached out and grasped one of her full, firm breasts in his palm before slowly inserting his penis deep inside, all the way to the very end of her flower palace. As he played with her breasts, he asked, "Are you satisfied with my penis? Tell me how you feel."
Luo Guifang blushed deeply, but the feeling of fullness inside her was indescribably pleasurable. She could only say shyly, "It's so full, really so full... You're making me feel so good..."
"Want me to keep going?" Li Zhanhao then used both hands to play with her breasts, pressing them together to create a deep cleavage.
"Ah! Yes... I want you to love me... fuck me..."
"Hook your legs around me," Li Zhanhao groaned, burying his face in the crook of her neck. When she felt him do as he said, he began to thrust, first gently withdrawing his penis all the way to the entrance, then deeply penetrating again, from slow and gentle to increasingly forceful.
He reached down to their joined bodies, caressing her core with his fingers, bringing her passion to its peak.
"Ah! Zhanhao...it's too stimulating, don't do it anymore...I can't take it anymore..."
"You can do it...I'm going to take you to a place you've never been before, use your vaginal walls to squeeze me tight, so you can feel even more pleasure. Is...is this it...can you feel my penis rubbing against you?"
"Mmm..." Luo Guifang gasped, "I...I can feel it. It's so good...so comfortable..."
Li Zhanhao continued his frenzied assault, his massive penis pounding against Luo Guifang until she was dizzy. Wave after wave of pleasure rushed over her, her vaginal fluids gushing out uncontrollably. One big wave finally brought her to her first orgasm, but under Li Zhanhao's passionate onslaught, she ended up with a series of orgasms, experiencing countless mini-orgasms.
Finally, Li Zhanhao's suppressed power began to be released, with spasms and bursts of passion erupting one after another, creating a tidal wave within her.
Luo Guifang hugged him tightly, her head still spinning, unable to think, only able to let the giant waves engulf her: "Ah! Zhanhao... I love you, I don't want to leave you..." All the words in her heart were released in the climax.
Li Zhanhao lay limp on top of her, constantly sighing her name...
The four returned to the Xixinjing house. On the surface, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Yinyin first put Xiaobai back in its expensive doghouse in the drying room and asked Adong to go to the supermarket to buy it for her. Zhixian, however, took out a list of daily necessities and food and handed it to Adong: "Please buy these things first, Wenlun and I will go out and buy the rest."
After Adong left, Wenlun took Chen Hao to his room and briefly introduced the placement of the household items. When they returned to their own room, Ziwei had already finished bathing and was sitting on the tatami mat tidying the bedding.
As soon as Ziwei saw him come in, she urged him to take a shower: "You've been running around all day, hurry up and take a shower."
Wenlun stepped forward and kissed her cheek: "I don't want to shower alone, you'll shower with me again."
"I don't want to, ah! How can you do this, let me go... ah... you're so bad..." Wenlun brazenly reached his hand into her pajamas and grabbed one of her breasts.
"How about it? Shower with me again." He even wantonly pinched and rubbed her nipple with his fingers.
"I... I've made you... so weak, how can I... stand up! Ah..." Ziwei kept panting, her soft body collapsing into Wenlun's arms, unable to muster any strength.
"This is easy." Wenlun picked her up and walked towards the bathroom with a smile.
Chen Hao had just come downstairs when he heard Yin Yin ask him, "Where's Er Jin Ban? Why isn't he here?"
"Er Jin Ban...?" Chen Hao stared at her blankly. "You mean Mr. Shen?" "
That's him. How come he disappeared as soon as I got back? And where's Zi Wei?"
"Mr. Shen went back to his room, and I didn't see Miss either. Maybe she's in Mr. Shen's room too," Chen Hao said.
"Oh! It seems so." He walked over to Zhi Xian, who was sitting on the sofa, and sat down next to him. "Hey! Your brother is really going too far. He just got home, and before he'd even settled down, he and Zi Wei were doing *that* in the room."
"How do you know? Don't assume everyone is like you," Zhi Xian rolled his eyes at her.
"What do you mean by that? I'm not like them. Even if I were to do it, I should at least get out of bed or take a shower first, right?" Yin Yin pouted.
"Miss is always right. Alright, I'm not going to argue with you anymore. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed." Zhi Xian stood up and went back to his room.
But Yin Yin wouldn't let him go. She followed him into the room. As soon as she closed the door, Zhi Xian said to her, "What are you doing following me in? I need to change into my pajamas, you know?"
"I didn't say you couldn't change your clothes. You change yours, I'll change mine." She said as she took off her shoes in front of the door. She put her shoes on the shoe cabinet near the door and looked up to see Zhi Xian standing with his arms crossed, staring at her. "What are you looking at? Can't you see girls take off their shoes?"
Zhi Xian still didn't answer her, but just looked at her with a smile.
"Fine! Look all you want." She spat at him, then took off her coat and threw it on the tatami mat. Next, she pulled off her scarf, took two steps forward, and stood boldly in front of Zhixian: "Open your eyes wide and look to your heart's content."
Yinyin began to unbutton the first button of her shirt, then the second, then the third, until it was all undone. She slowly took off her shirt, followed by her skirt, leaving her only in her bra and panties: "Want to keep looking?"
"If you dare to take it off, I dare to look." Zhixian's gaze was fixed on her deep cleavage.
"But I won't show you now." Yinyin walked to the wardrobe and opened the door. "I didn't bring any pajamas. Do you have any clothes that fit me?"
Zhixian came over and took out a set of men's pajamas from the bottom shelf of the wardrobe for her. Yinyin put on the top and frowned. "Is this a nightgown or a robe? Look, it's longer than my straight skirt."
Yinyin stood wide open for Zhixian to see. The pajamas she was wearing were indeed shockingly wide. The sleeves alone covered her hands, and the hem almost touched her knees. Zhixian found it more and more amusing. "You can make do for tonight. I'll buy you a set tomorrow."
"Those pants are so wide and long. I don't want to wear them. How am I supposed to walk in them?" "
Whatever." Zhixian said, loosening his tie.
Yinyin quickly stepped forward and, like a wife, began to undress him, taking off his shirt and pants until he was down to his underwear. Yinyin laughed, "Look at you, you lecher! Just looking at me and you're already this hard, even the head is showing!" She then took his hand and affectionately caressed him.
"Alright, hurry up and get me some pajamas," Zhixian commanded, adopting a husbandly tone.
"What do you take me for? Your maid or your wife?" Yinyin pouted.
Zhixian pulled her close, "Sit up so I can kiss you."
"You… mmm…" Zhixian's lips immediately sealed her protest, but in Yinyin's heart, it was sweeter than honey.
Zhi Xian held her tightly, giving her a long and passionate kiss that made Yin Yin dizzy. Even after he released her, Yin Yin nearly sat down, clinging to him forcefully, saying, "You're so wild, but I still don't understand why I like you."
Zhi Xian finally burst into laughter, "Didn't you tell me we could only have sex, not feelings?"
"You...you..." Yin Yin pushed him away forcefully, "I'll never talk to you again, you idiot..." She threw down the words and walked towards the door.
Zhi Xian took a step forward and pulled her back, "Wait for me a minute, I'll go out with you in a bit."
"Why should I wait for you?" Yin Yin asked, her eyes wide.
"I'll make you wait then." Zhi Xian took out his pajamas from the wardrobe, put them on, and then pulled her out of the room. Yin Yin was confused, but let him lead her out. When they reached the bathroom near the stairwell, Zhi Xian opened the bathroom door: "Come in, take a shower with me."
Yin Yin looked up at him after hearing his words, her eyes filled with desire, and then gave him a cute smile: "I wasn't wrong when I said you were a pervert."
"Ah! Wen Lun... I'm coming again, ah..." Zi Wei then supported herself with her hands on the ground, sitting face to face with Wen Lun on the bathroom tile floor, her jade legs tightly wrapped around Wen Lun's waist: "Wen Lun! I... I feel so good. Ah... Don't stop... Faster..."
Zi Wei lowered her head, watching Wen Lun's thick and long penis, which was frantically entering and exiting her flower hole, waves of dew flowing down with the pull of the penis.
At this moment, Wenlun thrust his hips and waist in unison, like a wild horse, driving Ziwei to the point of panting heavily. Her breasts rippled with each thrust, creating alluring waves that bounced up and down. "Ah! It's coming again..." A strong spasm caused her vagina to contract sharply, the soft, tender walls of her vagina gripping Wenlun's penis tightly. She leaned forward against him, clinging to his shoulders as she gasped for breath.
Wenlun stopped thrusting and gently stroked her smooth, fragrant back. "Was that good?"
"Mmm!" Ziwei gasped. "You're so amazing. I've come three times already. I can't take it anymore. Can I catch my breath before continuing?"
"Sit down and rest for a bit. I'll adjust the water temperature." Wenlun pulled out of her, his still rock-hard penis swaying as he went to the valve on the lotus-shaped nipple and adjusted the water to the appropriate temperature.
"Come and scrub my back." Wenlun helped Ziwei, who had just caught her breath, to her feet. He first gathered her long, beautiful hair on her head before turning his back to her.
Ziwei took out shower gel and a towel, first washing his back, then hugging him from behind and scrubbing his front. She continued until Wenlun was completely covered in lather before tossing the towel aside and using her small hands to scrub him. Her full breasts pressed firmly against his back, rubbing against him. Finally, her small hands moved to his groin. She grasped his erect penis in one hand and played with his scrotum in the other, softly asking, "Wenlun, do you like it this way? Is it comfortable?"
"It's really comfortable. I want you to bathe with me like this every day." Wenlun tilted his head back, enjoying Ziwei's caresses.
"Whatever you like." Ziwei rubbed her palm against his large head, making Wenlun shudder with pleasure. The two embraced and went to the lotus head, letting the water splash over them, quickly washing away the foam.
Wenlun turned around and pulled Ziwei into his arms again. Ziwei, like a lamb, snuggled against him, her soft hands naturally wrapping around his waist. She closed her eyes, enjoying Wenlun's tenderness.
Wenlun held her slender waist with one hand, making her upper body bend outward, bringing their lower abdomens even closer together, allowing Ziwei to feel his hardness. He slowly lowered his head to kiss her, and Ziwei obediently tilted her head back, letting his tongue pry open her lips.
Wenlun lifted her chin with his fingers and began to tease her with his tongue, and soon he could feel the heat rising within her.
The kiss quickly escalated from gentle to passionate. Pibi's tongues intertwined, while Wenlun's hands moved down, covering her full breasts and gently kneading them. Ziwei, not to be outdone, grasped his manhood and played with it wantonly.
Wenlun pulled away from her lips, his voice hoarse, "Now I want to rock it again."
Ziwei kissed his cheek and whispered, "How about we try something else?"
Wen Lun gazed at her, only to see Ziwei give him a captivating smile, gently pushing him away. Her kisses traced his chest, then his belly, and Wen Lun finally understood her meaning. As Ziwei knelt on the ground, her small mouth touched his penis, she looked up at Wen Lun, their eyes met, and then she slightly opened her mouth, taking his penis into her mouth.
"Mmm! So comfortable..." Wen Lun groaned softly. He loved watching Ziwei perform oral sex on him; her beautiful face and cherry-like lips always created an exciting scene.
Ziwei held his penis in her mouth, her small mouth sucking and licking incessantly, her jade fingers gripping the shaft, stroking it gently. Ziwei's skills in this area were no longer what they used to be; she was quite adept.
"Hmm! Ziwei, you're licking very well, a little harder... mmm..." Wen Lun stroked her hair, and Ziwei vigorously shook her head back and forth, before spitting it out again. Although she was licking his penis, the satisfaction from her mouth had already ignited a fire within her, making her unable to bear the heat within her body any longer.
While servicing him with her hands and mouth, Ziwei reached down to her crotch, wantonly teasing her labia, dew slowly seeping from her delicate fingers: "Mmm, um..." Pleasant moans escaped from her nostrils.
"Ah! It's like this... I'm almost there... mmm..." Wenlun was finally on the verge of climax: "Pull it out... I'm coming..."
However, Ziwei didn't listen to him; her hands and mouth became even more vigorous, her bright eyes fixed on the man she loved. Suddenly, a powerful, hot stream shot deep into her throat, but Ziwei continued to suck forcefully, holding his large member in her mouth without letting go. Several ejaculations filled Ziwei's mouth completely. She looked at him, letting him watch her swallow, then cleaned it with her tongue before slowly standing up.
Wenlun embraced her warmly, while Ziwei, as if in a coquettish manner, raised her head slightly, her eyes brimming with spring-like passion as she looked at him and said, "You taste so good, were you satisfied just now?" "
Ziwei, I was so satisfied, I don't know how to reward you." Wenlun hugged her tightly, as if afraid she would suddenly leave him.
"I only want one reward, which is for you to kiss me again."
"Ziwei, I don't just want to kiss you, I also want to caress every inch of your skin." Wenlun stared at her.
Ziwei gave him a gentle smile, she took his hand, and slowly pulled it to her full breasts: "Since we've been together, I've noticed something, you always like to touch and play with my breasts."
"Aren't you happy?" He covered her breasts with his large hand, but didn't move.
"You know, I also like it when you touch me, just like I like to touch you." Ziwei said softly and tenderly.
"Now you not only like touching, but you also seem to like eating, right?" He spread his five fingers, gently rubbing and squeezing, the full, firm touch was really good, full of youthful elasticity, making it hard to put down.
"Mmm! Ziwei, it feels so good, it's such a pleasure to have you do this. Don't stop... please continue... ah..." Ziwei turned her body slightly to the side so that he could have his way.
"You haven't answered my question yet." Wenlun's lips were pressed against her lower lip.
"Hmm! At first I didn't like it much, but now I'm used to it, and eventually I've come to like it without even realizing it. Do you know why?" She saw Wenlun shake his head and continued, "Because it's the thing of the man I love."
"You're so good!" Wenlun's tongue finally entered her mouth and immediately became entwined with hers. The two seemed even wilder and more passionate than before, kissing and caressing for a long time before slowly stopping. Ziwei hugged him and said, "You've finished showering, can you put your clothes back on and go out?"
"Going out is fine, but you don't need to put on clothes." Wenlun smiled.
"Ah! What if someone sees us naked like this?" Ziwei's eyes widened.
"Who would come in and see? If someone knocks on the door, we can put on our clothes later," Wenlun said.
"Do you want more?" Ziwei glanced at him curiously, then felt something hard and erect pressing against her lower abdomen. She exclaimed in horror, "Oh no! You're hard again so quickly! You're going to drive me crazy again tonight. If I had known this would happen, I would have preferred to stay in a hotel tonight."
"Is that what you really think?" Wenlun embraced her and led her out of the bathroom.

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