Urban Heart Thief - Chapter 1887: Stocking-clad Pingru

Ruan Pingru protested, slapping his back in embarrassment. Just as she tried to pull away, he pressed her firmly against the French windows. His mouth moved to her chest, sucking and licking her neck, breasts, and armpits. His hands lifted her long, smooth, and flawless thighs, his hips thrusting forcefully. Under his onslaught, Ruan Pingru was quickly filled with the tingling pleasure unique to sex, a burning shame, and the stimulation making her body burn again.
Her legs involuntarily wrapped around his waist again, and she cried out, "Ah—ah—you little rascal—you big scoundrel—ah—husband—it feels so good—it's so amazing—you really know how to do it!"
Sweat beaded on Lin Tianlong's forehead. Extremely excited, he panted heavily as he worked, shouting to Ruan Pingru, "Feeling good? Want to do it all day? Tell me! Tell me!"
"I want to—I want to—do it to you for a day—I'll give it to you—I'll give it to you!" Ruan Pingru was already experiencing multiple orgasms, her lower body tightly wrapped around his penis while continuously secreting vaginal fluids during orgasms, answering him unrestrainedly.
"Good! Good! As expected of my woman! Bingzhu's aunt! My wife! My darling! I'll fuck you! I'll fuck you to death!" Lin Tianlong shouted wildly.
Ruan Pingru immediately responded, "Come on—fuck me to death—ah—ah!" She began to climax, her body secreting its own fluids that washed over Lin Tianlong's glans. He felt a surge of heat wash over his penis, instantly feeling incredibly pleasurable, and then his ejaculation was unleashed.
With a series of "plop plop" sounds, he ejaculated deep into Ruan Pingru's womb. The two of them, tightly embracing each other, slowly slumped to the floor in front of the French windows, panting heavily. He licked the sweat dripping from Ruan Pingru's fragrant shoulders. She leaned languidly against him and softly said, "Tianlong, stop licking! This is my sweat!"
After licking it, he circled his tongue around his lips as if it were delicious. He swallowed it and said to Ruan Pingru, "This isn't sweat. This is the best aphrodisiac for me!"
"You little rascal!" Ruan Pingru nestled into his arms as if shy and said softly, "You're my tonic too! You know that, Tianlong. I'm almost bewitched by you! You know, I'm over forty and Bingzhu's aunt, yet you treat me like this. I still blush when I think about it now."
"Oh, Aunt Pingru. Don't say that. You're at your most charming right now. Your maturity, beauty, and elegance are unmatched by any young girl. There's a saying that describes a woman like you: 'A lady in public, a slut in bed.'" Lin Tianlong said with a grin.
"How annoying!" Ruan Pingru spat at him.
As luck would have it, Lin Tianlong saw the complete course schedule for the Art Academy and the affiliated middle school in Ruan Pingru's office and discovered that Ning Yuyin indeed had a music class that morning. Lin Tianlong casually left Ruan Pingru and arrived at the classroom early, sitting next to a chubby boy waiting for class to begin. The Art Academy always had no shortage of auditors, so the students didn't pay much attention to him. He kept yawning, looking listless. But as soon as Ning Yuyin entered the classroom, he immediately perked up.
Ning Yuyin was still the same as before, dressed in flowing white robes, exuding charm. However, her eyes were red, as if she had just been crying, giving her a pitiful and endearing appearance.
Lin Tianlong's lips curled into a smug smile. He knew this was because Fatty Liu had told Ning Yuyin everything. Ning Yuyin already knew about it, and besides threatening Fatty Liu, Lin Tianlong also wanted to see her reaction.
Ning Yuyin slowly walked up to the podium. Before she could speak, she heard someone shout from below, "Teacher, I'll go up and sing a song."
All eyes turned to Lin Tianlong. Although they didn't know him, the students were always eager to watch the excitement and cheered. Then came a chorus of approval and applause, except for Ning Yuyin.
Before she could agree, Lin Tianlong strode onto the stage. Ning Yuyin couldn't help but take two steps back. In her eyes, Lin Tianlong was no longer a boy, but a big hooligan and a big devil.
Lin Tianlong stood upright on the podium with his hands behind his back, completely unlike his usual carefree self. He said with a serious expression, "Next, I will sing this song especially for Teacher Ning, 'The Moon Represents My Heart.' Thank you!"
After speaking, he bowed deeply to the students below, which immediately drew cheers and applause.
Lin Tianlong turned around and smiled at Ning Yuyin, who looked terrified, saying, "Teacher, we don't need your accompaniment today. Please listen attentively to this song that was specially sung for you."
Lin Tianlong walked past Ning Yuyin and sat down at the piano. He traced a line on the piano key with his hand, put away his smile, closed his eyes, and had a quiet and peaceful expression on his face.
As the piano music began, Ning Yuyin felt a surge of surprise and delight. She hadn't expected that a carefree, roguish young man could play such beautiful notes. His playing was flamboyant and unconventional, yet also exceptionally delicate. Even she herself couldn't guarantee that she could play such notes.
As the piano music began, the classroom gradually quieted down, as everyone sensed an atmosphere different from usual—a solemn yet romantic one.
You ask me how deep my love for you is, and how much I love you.
My feelings are true, my love is true, the moon represents my heart.
You ask me how deep my love for you is, and how much I love you.
My feelings remain unchanged, my love endures, the moon represents my heart.
A gentle kiss has already touched my heart.
A deep love story that I still cherish to this day.
You ask me how deep my love for you is, and how much I love you.
Think about it, go and see for yourself, the moon represents my heart.
Lin Tianlong sang "The Moon Represents My Heart" in his deep male voice, which not only lacked the comedic effect he usually had, but also added a touch of tenderness.
Ning Yuyin gazed at the tall boy in front of the piano, listening intently to the beautiful singing. The fear on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by a peaceful and serene expression, as if she were completely absorbed in the music.
You ask me how deep my love for you is, and how much I love you.
The lyrics are so familiar, the melody is so familiar, why didn't I feel this way when I listened to it before?
Ning Yuyin inexplicably recalled Lin Tianlong's smiling face, that roguish smile. But was that big boy sitting at the piano really him? It was as if she could see Liang Rukang sitting next to her at the piano, playing for her with such elegance.
Ning Yuyin recalled her carefree school days with Liang Rukang, and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. How many handsome young men had sung love songs to her outside the dormitory with guitars in hand? How many boys had confessed their love to her in public with songs? Ning Yuyin, however, only loved the dashing Liang Rukang. They could have had a beautiful and happy love story and marriage, but the timid and conservative Ning Yuyin obeyed her parents' arrangements, who said she and Liang Rukang were from different worlds, and that marrying into a wealthy family was like entering a deep, dark sea. In the end, she married her current husband, Fatty Liu.
She thought of her husband again. He was balding and overweight. He never played the piano, let alone sang her a love song. How could she feel any romance with someone like that?
After finishing the song, Lin Tianlong stood up from the piano and slowly walked to Ning Yuyin. He bowed politely, and Ning Yuyin blushed slightly amidst the enthusiastic applause of the whole class.
A gentle kiss has already touched my heart.
After class, Ning Yuyin ran out of the classroom as fast as she could, and Lin Tianlong hurriedly chased after her. Ning Yuyin looked back and quickened her pace, but no matter how fast she went, Lin Tianlong always stayed close behind.
On the playground, the two walked one after the other, the one in front blushing, the one behind grinning. Ning Yuyin finally couldn't take it anymore and stopped, asking, "What, what exactly do you want?" It wasn't just about what happened that night; more importantly, she had witnessed Lin Tianlong's thick, long penis that night, and she had also had a past relationship with his father, Liang Rukang, during her university years. Therefore, she really didn't dare to see him again; just seeing him made her feel involuntarily shy and embarrassed.
Lin Tianlong smiled and said, "Aunt Ning, do I sing well?"
"Yes, it sounds good." Ning Yuyin said honestly.
"How about I sing for Aunt Ning every day?"
Lin Tianlong's meaning couldn't be clearer. Hearing this blatant confession, Ning Yuyin's heart stirred slightly. However, she resisted this feeling. After all, she was a married woman, and besides, Lin Tianlong was still a child, only half her age. More importantly, he was, after all, the son of Liang Rukang and Lin Huiyin. Hearing these words from his mouth made Ning Yuyin blush even more.
"Actually, Tianlong."
Ning Yuyin composed herself and mustered her courage to say to Lin Tianlong, "Actually, you have a great talent for music, whether it's singing or playing the piano. You should focus your energy on these important areas."
"Teacher, for me, there are only two words that can be called the right path in life, and that is happiness!"
Ning Yuyin was shocked that Lin Tianlong would say such a thing. It was completely unlike the tone and attitude of a nineteen-year-old boy. She had taught countless students and seen countless young men, but why was Lin Tianlong so different from everyone else? He was even more unrestrained and carefree than his father, Liang Rukang, and much more of a playful, frivolous person…
Watching Ning Yuyin's graceful figure disappear into the distance, Lin Tianlong knew he couldn't rush things. Just then, Jia Mei called. He hadn't visited her for two days, waiting for her call. He expected her to call by noon today, but she hadn't. Just as he was about to return to the castle villa, the phone rang. He could feel her warm breath through the phone.

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