Black Desire

Black Desire 1 The Love Affair in the Elevator (1)

Shu Lian woke up from a nightmare, her lower body stinging. She struggled to sit up, and a cloudy white liquid mixed with blood spilled from between her legs, reminding her of what had happened.
Her mind went blank, and she couldn't describe her emotions. It felt empty, yet also filled with something.

A withered arm lay across her pillow, and she could vaguely see the old man's gray and messy hair. He was sleeping soundly, seemingly snoring, as if he were sleeping very sweetly and contentedly.
Was this the person who had taken her virginity? Was this the person who would become her husband, whom she would spend every day with?
Shu Lian bit her lower lip and struggled to get up and wash her face. With each step, she felt a piercing pain between her legs. Her head was dizzy, probably a consequence of being drunk. Fortunately, she was drunk, otherwise last night would have been very difficult.

Ding--
The elevator door opened, and Shu Lian clutched her collar and hurriedly went in, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "1st floor, thank you."
"You're welcome." A deep male voice answered her, not a hotel staff member.

Shu Lian looked up in surprise. The man had already pressed the button for the first floor. He was shirtless, wearing only thin, floral cotton shorts. His muscular, bronze skin rippled, still damp with sweat, and a strong masculine odor wafted from him.
His hair was a mess, like crumpled straw, and his face was covered in stubble, but his eyes were unusually bright and dark, like a hunting leopard, both wild and dangerous.

Shu Lian blushed instantly, realizing this was the private elevator of this seven-star hotel. How could such an incongruous shirtless man be here?
A nameless fear made her involuntarily take a step back.

"There's a problem with the rooftop drainpipe," the man said casually.
It was a plumber. Shu Lian breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh."
She lowered her head and leaned to the side, protecting herself like a quail. Her neck was slender and fair, but covered with bruises and reddish-purple marks of varying sizes. She knew those things existed, but in her nervousness, she had gripped her collar too tightly, exposing what she was trying to cover.

But what she didn't know was far more than that. She didn't know that the man beside her had eyes like a wolf, a wolf that had been hungry for a long time. His eyes were dark and deep, filled with intense desire and scrutiny, like knives cutting into her body, as if he wanted to skin her alive, devour her completely.

Ring—
The elevator stopped but didn't open. It suddenly jolted, and Shu Lian lost her balance, falling sharply to the side.

She cried out, landing in a strong, firm embrace. The hand gripping her collar loosened, revealing a dense network of hickeys under the bright, glaring light. The man's pupils contracted, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked down into her collar.
The t-shirt neckline was ripped open, exposing much of her soft, white flesh. Her chest heaved rapidly, causing the hickeys to rise and fall, like steamed buns dotted with strawberry jam, tempting one to take a bite.
Feeling heavy breathing behind her, and the large hand on her waist burning like a branding iron, Shu Lian quickly straightened up, adjusting her collar: "I'm...I'm sorry."

"It's okay." The man's voice was low and husky, carrying a strange ambiguity and desire. He didn't let go, his rough knuckles rubbing her waist through the thin fabric, burning hot.

Shu Lian bit her lip and tried to pull away, but the man's hand was like glue, still clinging tightly to her body.
"No, don't do this." She reached out to try to push him away, her heart pounding like a giant drum, both shocked and afraid, but she dared not push him away loudly.

"You're used to coming out with hickeys all over to seduce men, hmm?" The man moved closer to her neck, his hot breath spraying on her neck, making her shiver.
"No, no." She was both ashamed and angry, reaching out her small hand to push him away, because the man's lips were already on her neck, lightly biting and nibbling at the ambiguous purple marks.

"What are you doing? This is an elevator, there are cameras, someone will see... Ah!" Shu Lian gasped, his large hands already moving up her waist, impatiently grasping one of her full breasts, roughly kneading it.
"You mean as long as no one sees your face?" The man pushed her slender body against the corner of the elevator, making her face the cold mirror. As her gaze fell, she saw her breasts being squeezed into various shapes by the man behind her, and something hard pressing against her waist, making her gasp for breath.

"No, no!" She twisted her body anxiously, not daring to imagine what it would look like when the elevator doors opened. The man's hands were strong and powerful, pinning her struggling hands behind her back, making her breasts more prominent, making it easier for his free hand to ravage them. His breathing became very rapid, sucking heavily on her neck, and something hard pressed against her waist, rubbing back and forth. Even through her clothes, Shu Lian could clearly feel the size and heat of that thing, especially the more she struggled, the bigger it became.

"You smell so good and feel so smooth, with so many hickeys, you little slut, you were fucked all night, weren't you?" The man uttered lewd words as he slipped his hand under her skirt, ignoring her struggles, and forcefully touched her most private place, playing with her sensitive clitoris.

"Ah!" Shu Lian shuddered violently, feeling an uncontrollable spasm in her lower abdomen, a surge of heat rushing out, a strange and unfamiliar sensation that filled her with shame and indignation, leaving her completely bewildered.
"No, don't touch there!" she screamed, crying. "Please, no!"
"Don't stop," the man panted, two fingers roughly squeezing into her flower-like opening, teasing the soft flesh inside. "You little slut, you're so tight, oh, I really want to fuck you to death!"

"No! Please, the elevator is about to open! If someone sees us, please let me go!" Shu Lian cried and struggled. She didn't know that she would encounter such a thing in such a high-class hotel. If someone saw her, not only would her newlywed husband not let her go, but her parents would also beat her to death.

"The elevator is broken, no one can get in for a while." The man's fingers went in and out of her body, bringing out streams of slippery flower fluid. "Look at you, you want it so much, but you're pretending to be a chaste and virtuous woman."
He pulled out his fingers, wiped the clear liquid on his fingertips on her face, bit her earlobe with his breath unsteady, and forcefully lifted her skirt, his voice low and hoarse: "Baby, you'll beg me to fuck you."

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Black Desire 2 Elevator Affairs (2) h
Black Desire 2 Elevator Affairs (2) h

Shu Lian struggled in fear, but was pressed firmly against the mirror by the man and could not move. The man took off his pants very quickly, and the next second she felt a huge, thick thing slap heavily on her buttocks, as hot and hard as an iron rod.
“I can’t hold back anymore, baby…” The man breathed heavily, his voice sounding like it was being forced out through clenched teeth, “You were born to seduce men!”

“No! No!” Realizing what the man was about to do, Shu Lian tensed up completely. Although she had experienced it once last night, she was still intoxicated and, being a novice, felt a strange fear and panic about sex. Especially since she didn’t know this man!
“Don’t say no, you’ll be begging me for you!” The man gritted his teeth, thrusting forward and powerfully penetrating her with his hot, hard member!

“Ah—”
“Ah—”
Both of them cried out at the same time; Shu Lian felt pain, while the man felt pleasure.

"Get out! Get out! It hurts... Ah!" Shu Lian cried, struggling and twisting desperately, but only felt the thing inside her that was almost tearing her apart growing harder and bigger.
"Are you trying to drive me crazy, you little vixen!" The man felt her insides were so tight it was maddening, as if countless tiny mouths were sucking at him, pushing him to the brink of losing control and almost causing him to ejaculate.

The man roared, excitedly slapping her snow-white buttocks hard, ignoring her cries, and thrusting his strong waist wildly.

"Ah! It hurts! Let, let go!" Shu Lian was pinned against the wall, unable to move. Her legs were forcefully spread apart by the man, and she couldn't stand steadily under the powerful impact, yet she couldn't sit down. All her weight seemed to be concentrated on the point where they were joined. Every time she tried to fall, the man would forcefully push her back, making her tremble with pain, yet also experiencing an indescribable pleasure. That pleasure made her feel ashamed, but before she could think, she would fall back again, once more meeting the man's desire! One thrust, another, and another—the man's rhythm was devoid of any technique, just powerful, relentless pounding, each time reaching its climax, each time hitting the very core. His enormous glans brutally forced open her still-healing wounded passage, then quickly withdrew, scraping against the tender flesh. The sharp pain mingled with unfamiliar pleasure, causing Shu Lian to let out a cat-like cry.

"Little vixen, you're so tight! Oh—" The man excitedly tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, his thick hands roughly kneading her buttocks before slapping them down hard, making a crisp slapping sound.
"Ah!" Shu Lian cried, her eyes blurred with tears. The sudden pain in her buttocks made her tremble violently, her vagina contracting sharply!

"Damn it!" The man's eyes darkened, and he abruptly pulled his penis out, the egg-sized glans trembling violently, as if it were about to burst at any moment.
After a long pause, the man glared at Shu Lian through gritted teeth, then suddenly turned her around, lowered his head,

and kissed her lips deeply. His wet, nimble tongue, taking advantage of her gasp, plunged deep into her mouth, ravaging her oral cavity, finally hooking and sucking her tender tongue. "Ugh—no, ah!" Shu Lian managed to speak
just as he loosened his grip, but the man lifted one of her legs and thrust deeply inside her. The man didn't rush in as forcefully as before, but continued to kiss her deeply, making slow, rhythmic thrusts, allowing her to feel his hard, burning member gradually opening her inner walls, forcefully and undeniably invading her most intimate place, using his desire to slowly awaken the desire lurking deep within her.

"Mmm…" Unconsciously letting out her first moan, Shu Lian was startled by her own lustful cry. Was that her own voice? She never imagined she could make such a wanton moan.

A fleeting, enigmatic glint flashed in the man's dark, lustful eyes. He slightly curved his lips, tracing the outline of her lips with his tongue while his fingers caressed her face, like lovers in the throes of passion, slowly gliding over her brows, her eyes, finally plunging deep into her dark hair. Feeling the surging tide of desire between her legs, the man maliciously withdrew his penis slowly, then thrust it in again with a heavy thud!

"Ahhhhhh—" Unlike the previous cries of pain, Shu Lian almost screamed as she reached orgasm. Her mind was completely blank; she only knew to unconsciously cling to the man's neck, her tender flesh inside her vagina squeezing his penis frantically, convulsing and trembling as if she wanted to drain him dry.

"Such a lewd body, reaching orgasm so quickly." The man bit her neck hard, ignoring how sensitive Shu Lian's still-convulsing vagina was, pulling out his massive member forcefully, then slamming it back in. With the lustful fluids secreted by Shu Lian's orgasm, their lower bodies collided with a series of splashing sounds.

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Black Desire 3 Love Affairs in the Elevator (3)h
Black Desire 3 Love Affairs in the Elevator (3)h

"Ah! No, no! No more!" Shu Lian was only a virgin, how could she withstand such a rough impact from a man? However, her pushing and shoving was as insignificant as a kitten scratching an itch to the strong man in front of her. Instead, her small hands pushed hard against the man's chest. The soft and delicate touch made the man's eyes red. His strong buttocks moved quickly, and he thrust wildly against the wall.

"Little slut, am I fucking you good! Hmm" The man buried his face deeply in Shu Lian's soft chest. His voice was hoarse, full of strong lust and pride.
"Mmm...it hurts! Let me go! Let me go, please!" Shu Lian was swaying back and forth as he thrust into her. One leg was no longer enough to support her weight. The afterglow of her orgasm made her legs weak, and she had to reach out and grab the man's shoulder to prevent herself from slipping down.

Her body seemed to react against her will again. The man's hoarse growls, the heavy smell of sweat on his body, and the lewd sounds of flesh slapping in the air all made her blush. Her lower body hurt a lot, numb and tingling from the man's thrusts, but an uncontrollable pleasure still surged up, overwhelming her and catching her off guard.

"Mmm..." Shu Lian tilted her head back slightly, her shell-like teeth biting her rosy lower lip tightly. Her moist eyes held an undisguised desire. Despite her immense shame, she couldn't suppress her body's yearning. She arched her body, involuntarily responding to the man's thrusts. Her swollen vulva, its original folds stretched into a vibrant red, glistened, laboriously and wantonly swallowing the man's purplish-red penis, as if protesting his roughness, yet also inviting him to ravage it.

The man was clearly aroused by this scene. He lifted her remaining leg, supporting both of her legs with his strong arms, her entire body weight resting on his penis.

"Ah, no!" Shu Lian was startled and quickly clung to his neck, pleading in a low voice, "Don't do this! It'll... it'll break!"
"If I don't break you, how will you remember me?" The man smiled wickedly, his arm loosening slightly, and Shu Lian's body slumped down onto his penis, forcefully parting her flower bud and thrusting straight into her core!

"Ah!!" An overwhelming wave of pleasure crashed over Shu Lian's senses, she almost felt like she was going to be killed by his thrusting, but the next second, the man's strong arms lifted her body up and then slammed her down again!

"Ah! God! God!" Shu Lian cried out, trembling, the pleasure was too overwhelming and too stimulating, almost unbearable for her!
"Don't call me Heaven, call me Wind." The man bit her earlobe, lifting her up and down again, feeling the pleasure and comfort of her tightly gripping him. "Remember, I am your real man!"

"Wind! Wind!" Shu Lian cried, her eyes blurry with tears, biting the man's shoulder. "Enough, enough, stop, stop!"
"Shh..." The man silenced her with a kiss, pinning her against the elevator wall, his large hands gripping her slender waist, his body tense, thrusting into her violently.

"Ah, Wind—" Shu Lian's face was flushed from crying, only able to keep calling the man's name, like a dying person grasping at the last straw. She had forgotten that this man had raped her; she only knew that he was now her heaven, her god.

"What do you want to say, hmm?" Beads of sweat dripped from the man's forehead, splashing a small, light stain on her fair skin. His penis, now larger and harder than iron, pounded into her wildly, like a runaway horse. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air, but neither of them felt pain. They only wanted deeper! Harder! More intense! More vigorous!

"So good! So good! I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore! Ahhh—" Shu Lian shook her head frantically, completely forgetting shame and restraint. She only knew to tremble and cling to the man's waist, arching her body like a shrimp. A flash of white light passed before her eyes, and an overwhelming orgasm assaulted her, causing her to faint from exhaustion.

The man's hips tightened, thrusting rapidly between Shu Lian's legs, a broken growl escaping his throat. Finally, after a series of frenzied thrusts, he withdrew, his white fluid gushing out, spraying all over Shu Lian's face and head as it slowly slid down her cheeks.

The man gripped his still-erect, purplish-red penis and rubbed it up and down to prolong the afterglow of his orgasm until he squeezed out the last drop of semen. Only then did he open his deep eyes. He reached out and pinched Shu Lian's cheek, using a little force to open her mouth. He then squeezed his still slightly trembling glans into her rosy lips, letting her warm mouth wash over the remaining semen.

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Black Desire 4 When the elevator door opens (1)h
Black Desire 4 When the elevator door opens (1)h

Shu Lian, who was unconscious, frowned tightly. However, the hot thing in her mouth made her very uncomfortable. She moaned softly and tried to break free, but her jaw was fixed and she couldn't move. The man looked down at his huge penis and slowly opened her mouth. His dark eyes, which had been fading with lust, gradually became deep again. His penis, which had become soft, gradually grew bigger and thicker, filling her small mouth completely. It was even difficult to go in and out.

"Little vixen!" the man gritted his teeth and groaned, tilting his head back and closing his eyes to enjoy the warmth of her mouth. He slowly began to thrust in and out of her mouth. "You have the potential to drive men crazy."
Shu Lian's mouth was forced wide open, making it difficult for her to breathe. Although the man's thrusts were not fierce, they were slowly increasing in speed, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

"Ugh... ugh..." Shu Lian finally woke up just as she was about to suffocate. The foreign object in her mouth surprised her for a moment, but she immediately realized what it was. A huge sense of shame enveloped her, making her wish she could just smash her head against the wall and die.
Oh God, why hadn't she gotten rid of this nightmare yet? If all of this was a dream, please God, let her wake up quickly!

Shu Lian's face flushed red as she desperately pushed against the man's legs, stretching her neck to try to back away, but she had nowhere to retreat and was pressed against the wall behind her. She swallowed hard, and her mouth contracted to tightly wrap around that hot and frighteningly large thing, almost swallowing it down her throat.
Not only did the man groan, but she also choked and gagged.

"Damn it!" the man cursed under his breath, disregarding whether she would suffocate. He thrust his narrow hips and tensed all his muscles, pumping heavily in and out of her mouth several times before pulling out with a pop. He grabbed the petite Shu Lian like a rag doll and shoved his penis into her flower passage.

"Ah!" Shu Lian struggled in pain. His penis was still too big, his entry too fierce, each time unbearable for her. "Let me go! Let me go!"
the man panted, thrusting rapidly dozens of times into her passage until she was unsteady on her feet before biting her lip. "You want to leave here that badly?"

Seeing Shu Lian desperately shaking her flushed face, a cryptic smile appeared in the man's eyes. He deeply sucked on her lips until she was breathless before withdrawing his penis from her body.
The sudden withdrawal made Shu Lian breathe a sigh of relief, but the next second she felt her body go limp and slide down. She could no longer stand.

The man swiftly grabbed her waist, his voice low and slightly husky, with a uniquely masculine magnetism: "Didn't you beg me to let you go? So quickly you're throwing yourself into my arms again."
Shu Lian lowered her head, her eyes red as she straightened her clothes, which the man had crumpled into a ball, tears streaming down her face.

Watching her desperately rub the semen stains on her skirt, crying uncontrollably, the man's handsome brows furrowed tightly. He reached out and roughly wiped the fluids from her face and hair, then, without allowing her to resist, lifted her up in his arms.
"You, what else do you want to do!" Shu Lian's voice trembled; she was terrified, afraid this stallion-like man would go into heat again.

Ding—
The elevator doors slowly opened before Shu Lian's horrified eyes. No… how could she face anyone looking like this… Her

flushed cheeks, tinged with a peach-blossom allure, her shyly closed eyes, and her trembling eyelashes made this delicate woman before her utterly pitiful.
The man chuckled softly, his voice slightly mocking. "If you don't want to be recognized, bury your face in him." Shu Lian felt as if she had been granted a pardon, desperately burying her face in his chest like a frightened cat.
The man scoffed, but the upturned corners of his mouth clearly showed his satisfaction with her performance, and he strode out of the elevator.

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Black Desire 5 When the elevator door opens (2)h
Black Desire 5 When the elevator door opens (2)h

Many elegantly dressed men and women were waiting outside the elevator, their eyes filled with surprise as they looked at the two of them. Then, when they noticed the filth on Shu Lian's body, their surprise immediately turned into contempt.
Some young men even whistled loudly: "Oh, whose young lady is this?"

Shu Lian was wearing a white shirt, but this shirt could hardly be called a shirt anymore. Not only was it torn, but it was also covered with men's semen. Even more terrifying, she hadn't even had time to adjust her bra; her left nipple was exposed, bright red, trembling and shrinking, an irresistible temptation.

The whistling grew louder and louder, more and more frequent. Shu Lian was filled with fear and shame; tears streamed down her face. Her body trembled, and her large breasts, unrestrained by her bra, shook more and more violently, like waves in the ocean.

The embarrassing stares and her limp body after the act filled Shu Lian with extreme shame and anger. She had never experienced anything like this before; her face burned, and she wished she could disappear into the ground. She wanted no one to see her.
She cowered timidly in the man's arms, as if he were her safe haven.

But clearly… all of this was caused by this man…
it was he who, in the elevator, ignored her resistance and roughly entered her. Recalling the blush-inducing act, Shu Lian felt even more ashamed. The man pulled her closer, her delicate breasts pressed tightly against his chest. The soft flesh rubbed against his firm chest, sending a jolt through her like an electric current.

"Ah..." Shu Lian let out a soft moan, barely louder than a rabbit's, but the man smiled at the slightest sound. His left hand, which was around Shu Lian's left waist, began to move irregularly, slowly moving upwards to touch her breasts. His
hot hand ignited fires all over her chest, and her body, which had been pampered all night, quickly surrendered. Shu Lian whimpered, grabbing the man's hand to stop him from moving. But there were people around, and she dared not move too much, lest she be discovered. Little did she know that everyone on the street was staring intently at her.

The man was extremely displeased with the lewd gazes around him. He narrowed his eyes and swept them over the crowd. Some were intimidated by his gaze and dared not look again, while others, unafraid of death, craned their necks, wanting to see how that large hand was playing with the delicate woman's breasts.

"No...no...waaaah..." Shu Lian couldn't take it anymore. She was so scared, so scared of being recognized by those people, waaaah...what if she was recognized...? "Please, don't..."
"Don't what?" The charming woman dared not struggle in his arms, timidly begging him not to, which greatly pleased the man. But the man would not let this woman go. He suddenly pinched the poor nipple, which was already very swollen, like a grape. The man's long and slightly rough fingers kneaded the nipple through the thin shirt. "Don't what? If you don't explain clearly, how am I supposed to know?"

"No, no... touch me..." Shu Lian cried out in shame again, tears streaming down her beautiful face, looking pitiful. However, she buried herself tightly in the man's arms, so no one saw the beautiful sight of her tear-streaked face.

"Where do I touch you?" The man smiled wickedly, his smile alluring yet dangerous. He pinched and kneaded her erect nipples, which quickly became bright and shiny, making one want to bury their head and taste them. "Say it, where do I not want to be touched?"
"Nipples... nipples..." Ugh... how could she say such a shameful thing...
"Nipples, nipples what?" The man pretended not to understand, but his movements intensified, making the woman in his arms almost let out a few muffled moans.

"Nipples... don't touch my nipples..." It's so itchy, so swollen... "Don't touch them anymore..." She couldn't take it anymore!

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Black Desire 6 When the elevator door opened (3)h
, more and more people gathered around to watch the excitement, the man frowned, his expression extremely gloomy.
He stopped playing with Shu Lian, hugged her tighter, and strode out.

"Young Master." The hotel security guard in his crisp uniform ignored the man's shocking floral shorts and was extremely respectful.
The man took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and threw them to the security guard: "Park the car at the entrance."
"Yes, Young Master."

Throughout the process, Shu Lian did not dare to look up, her tears wet her face, making her look pitiful.
As soon as she was thrown into the car, Shu Lian burst into tears. She was afraid of offending the devil beside her, and dared not cry too loudly, only sobbing softly, looking extremely pitiful.

"Why are you crying?" The man seemed to realize he had gone too far earlier, and tenderly wiped away Shu Lian's tears. "Be good, don't cry."
The man's pity made Shu Lian cry even louder: "Waaah... I haven't offended you... Why... Why are you treating me like this?"
"How could you not have offended me!" The man suddenly turned stern, grabbed Shu Lian's head and kissed her passionately until they were both panting heavily, and Shu Lian's face turned red as she sobbed continuously.

"Alright, alright, where do you live? I'll take you home."
"Bao...Baoyu Street..."

The car slowly started moving. The man looked at the woman beside him, who was crying her eyes out, and reached out to touch her messy hair. "Don't cry. Anyway, no one saw it, and they don't know who you are."
"What if they find out? What if they find out? My mother will beat me to death," the fear that had just subsided surged up again, and Shu Lian sobbed. "I'm still in school. I'm so afraid

that this will get back to the school." "With me here, who dares to spread it!" The man's tone was arrogant, and his eyebrows were domineering. "Your mother allowed you to marry a rich old man. Would she care about such a small matter?"
"Waaah..." Thinking of how her mother forced her to marry an old man who was much older than her, thinking of his withered arms, thinking of how her first time was taken by such a person, Shu Lian's tears fell like broken pearls.
She was clearly prepared, wasn't she? She clearly knew all along that her fiancé was a man in his sixties, and she clearly only married him for his money.

Although she married him for her mother's sake, she still felt disgusted with herself.

Shu Lian stared blankly out the window. Pedestrians hurried past, everyone rushing about their own business.
And what about her? Where was she rushing to?
She felt like she was suffocating, a desperate pain about to overwhelm her.

Shu Lian's eyes, filled with sorrow and grief, struck a soft spot in the man's chest. This shameless woman was clearly a mercenary opportunist, 21 years old, yet she had chosen a 60-year-old man.
The title of chairman of Tianyu Group, indeed, was useful!

But why were her eyes so clear, so bright, as if they could see into his heart?

"What are you thinking about?" Ren Chenfeng reached out, wanting to smooth the hidden crease between her brows, but halfway through his hand, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he abruptly withdrew his hand.
"I wasn't thinking about anything." Shu Lian lowered her head. She wasn't so fragile as to confide in a stranger, even though this stranger had previously shared the most intimate moments with her.

Seeing her cowering in a ball, her eyes clearly distant, Ren Chenfeng felt a surge of inexplicable anger.
His deep eyes darkened, and he slammed on the gas pedal, the red sports car speeding away.

It didn't matter; he had plenty of time to slowly, slowly, wear down this materialistic woman.

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Black Desire 7 Stepfather
Black Desire 7 Stepfather

watched Shu Lian limp towards the dilapidated alley. Ren Chenfeng didn't leave immediately but lit a cigarette.
This woman seemed unusually confused; not only did she not question his sudden change of identity, but she even whispered thank you as she got out of the car.

Otherwise, she was just a naturally promiscuous woman.
Ren Chenfeng narrowed his eyes. It seemed she was quite used to being slept with by a strange man, and even thanked him afterwards.

Shit!
He couldn't help but curse. Ren Chenfeng looked at the dilapidated alley, which was almost deserted, suddenly opened the car door, and strode out.

As soon as he passed through the alley, he heard Shu Lian's signature sobbing and weak voice: "No... don't do this, ah!"
Ren Chenfeng swore that this was the first time in his life he had been so angry at a woman that his hair stood on end. He had just made her unsteady on her feet, and now she was already arousing a man!

He picked up a discarded iron bar on the spot, rushed up the crumbling building in three strides, and kicked the rotten door into pieces with a bang.
Shu Lian's cries abruptly ceased. The lewd man who had been groping her stared dumbfounded at the doorway. Ren Chenfeng, shirtless, emerged from a cloud of dust like a predatory beast. His arm muscles bulged from gripping the iron rod tightly, his eyes filled with murderous rage.

Shu Lian was practically naked, huddled in a corner, trembling. Her breasts were completely exposed, small and rosy, standing erect amidst a cluster of purplish-blue hickeys, tempting every man to want to take her on the spot.
Feeling the tension in his lower body, Ren Chenfeng cursed under his breath. This woman was driving him mad; she could make him act like a horny stallion, aroused regardless of the situation.

His gaze shifted to the lewd middle-aged man, whose trousers were already half-pulled down, revealing his ugly genitals. Ren Chenfeng narrowed his eyes, his voice low and terrifying: "Tell me which finger you touched her with."
Watching the man tremble helplessly in fear, Ren Chenfeng tapped his mouth, hand, and genitals with the iron rod in his hand: "Was it here, here, or—here!"

"You, what do you want!" Flustered and clutching his manhood, Tang Wei was furious and ashamed. He had long coveted this stepdaughter, who was growing more beautiful every day. If it weren't for the enormous dowry, he would have made his move long ago; why wait until now? This vicious, plague-like man had interrupted his plans at the most crucial moment.
"Tianyu Consortium, ever heard of it? The chairman of Tianyu is actually my son-in-law..." Tang Wei, remembering his new identity, felt a surge of confidence.

Unaware of the raging anger in Ren Chenfeng's eyes, Tang Wei became increasingly smug: "If you dare offend me, you're offending Tianyu..."
"Bang!" Rusty bits from the iron rod were smashed, flying everywhere. Tang Wei trembled, looking down at the iron rod that had pierced his crotch and was now embedded in the wall. He was so terrified he wet himself.

"If you dare mention anything about having any connection with Tianyu in front of me again, I guarantee..." Ren Chenfeng said, each word distinct, "You! Will! Immediately! Disappear! From! This! World!"
Tang Wei was already so frightened he had lost control of his bladder, his lower body limp, seemingly forever unable to get an erection.

"Get out!"

Watching Tang Wei scramble out the door, Ren Chenfeng grabbed Shu Lian, who was still curled up on the floor. His voice was filled with barely suppressed anger; any pity he had felt for her in the car had vanished. "You little slut, seducing even your own stepfather! How lewd!"
It was laughable that he had just inexplicably thought he had misunderstood her. She was such a despicable woman, yet she always put on this pitiful act. Even knowing her innocence and pitifulness were just a facade, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pity for her, to ravage her, to take her hard.

"No, I didn't..."
Shu Lian's explanation sounded utterly weak. How could she possibly want anything with her stepfather? She hadn't expected to find him masturbating with her underwear when she came back to pack her things, and she certainly hadn't expected him to have such desires for her! It was her stepfather who forced her, sob... it was all her stepfather's fault...

Ren Chenfeng quickly ripped off the only piece of cloth covering his body, making no attempt to hide his desire, and grabbed her head, pressing it against his erection.
"Since you can't live without men, let me satisfy your thirsty mouth! Suck it!"

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Black Desire 8 Stepson
Black Desire 8

's huge, fishy-smelling penis filled her mouth to the brim. Shu Lian was forced to tilt her head back, open her mouth, and kneel before him in humiliation to perform oral sex on him.
Unlike the previous rough but gentle sex, Ren Chenfeng was now almost completely unkind, wanting to bury all his desire into her soft mouth. His huge glans savagely rammed against her throat, clamoring to squeeze in.

Shu Lian was almost suffocating from his thrusts, gagging and crying at the same time. However, the man felt that this was not enough. He roughly grabbed her exposed breasts and squeezed them into various shapes until they turned bruised.
"Aren't you supposed to be good at seducing men?" Looking at Shu Lian's tear-streaked face, Ren Chenfeng felt an indescribable irritation

. He reached out and pinched her chin. "You can't even suckle properly!" "Cry, cry, cry! All you do is cry!" Seeing Shu Lian's tears flowing silently and uncontrollably, Ren Chenfeng was finally defeated. Although he was incredibly domineering in bed, he wouldn't force a woman again and again.
His previous desire vanished completely. The little woman, now freed from her restraints, sobbed uncontrollably, her eyes swollen.

He pulled a dress from the simple wardrobe and threw it at her: "You have five minutes to change."
Looking at the mess in the room, he was certain he never wanted to come here again, and of course, he wouldn't allow Shu Lian to come back either. Given her weak and easily manipulated nature, he couldn't imagine how she had survived the past twenty-one years safely.

Back in the car, he made a phone call. Just as he hung up, he saw Shu Lian struggling to drag a suitcase out of the alley. Her smooth, black hair was still slightly damp, contrasting beautifully with her white dress, making her look like an ethereal fairy.
If it weren't for the slight redness in her eyes and the barely concealed hickeys on her neck, any man who saw her would have been tempted to pity her.

Biting her lip, she watched Ren Chenfeng toss her luggage into the trunk and timidly asked, "Where...are you taking me?"
"To where you should be." He shoved her into the passenger seat, started the car, and, glancing in the side mirror at her hesitant expression—wanting to get out but afraid to speak—a smile played on his lips.

"Actually, I stole this car. The owner is probably looking for me all over the place right now." Ren Chenfeng observed her reaction, and seeing her face turn pale instantly, he really wanted to throw down the steering wheel and bite her.
“Anyway, running around alone is quite boring, so I might as well take you with me.

That way, you won’t be lonely on the road.” Ren Chenfeng deliberately emphasized the word “lonely,” and seeing her face flush red, he felt incredibly relieved. They drove in silence, quickly entering the Liyuan Villa complex, the largest residential area for the wealthy. Shu Lian looked around; she had been here before because her husband lived here, her future home was in this area.
Ren Chenfeng drove the car into the Ren family mansion with practiced ease. Seeing the servants along the way treating the man with his messy, wild hair, shirtless, wearing floral shorts, and driving a stolen car with utmost respect, Shu Lian felt increasingly uneasy.

Who was he? How could he be so familiar with this place
? What had happened between them… she couldn’t even imagine!

“Young Master,” Butler Liu, the Ren family’s butler, personally stepped forward to take the luggage the man had taken from the car, then nodded and smiled at Shu Lian, “Madam, Master will be back in a while. Please go back to your room and rest.”
“Young…Young Master!” Shu Lian felt like she was about to faint right there.

"Uncle Liu, you don't need to worry about this. I'll show Miss Shu around her new home." Ren Chenfeng smiled maliciously.
Shu Lian bit her lower lip, almost unaware of how she followed him upstairs. Opening the unfamiliar door, the man in front suddenly turned around, braced himself against the wall, and trapped her petite body against the wall, unable to move. His hot breath pressed against her face, and his other hand brazenly climbed onto her soft breasts. His dark eyes flashed with a dangerous light: "Isn't it a special surprise, my stepmother!"

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Black Desire 9 Cheating on Husband
"Ah, ooh..." On the dark, soft carpet, Shu Lian knelt on the ground, her fair and petite body forced into an "n" shape. Her tender, secret area was being violently penetrated by a thick, purplish-red penis. The wild rhythm and force made her legs tremble slightly with difficulty.
Ren Chenfeng squinted, his muscular buttocks taut, rapidly thrusting in and out of his desire, soft moans escaping his lips in pleasure.

He had been holding back since the elevator, and he could no longer restrain himself. Her tightness fascinated him; her sobs were like those of a tender kitten, making him want to ravage her relentlessly, without stopping for a moment.
"Mmm… Young… Young Master…" Shu Lian frowned, trying to adjust to the intense stimulation from his enormous size. He was so rough, as if he wanted to pierce her through, yet she found herself aroused, a realization that filled her with shame.

*Smack!* A crisp slap rang out, and Shu Lian cried out. A red mark appeared on her fair buttocks, but her vagina grew even more red and slightly open, the thick penis pulling at the tender flesh inside, a sight so lewd it was maddening.
"Didn't I teach you what to call me, hmm?" Ren Chenfeng kneaded her snow-white buttocks unhappily, the desire in his eyes like a bluish-green fire. His thick fingers slowly moved to her taut anus, and with just a light press, the layers of cute wrinkles suddenly contracted.

"Ah—" Shu Lian suddenly tilted her head back, frantically reaching out to block him, "Feng, no, no! There, you can't!"
"Shh—baby," Ren Chenfeng gasped, her anus was so cute, making him want to try burying himself inside to see what it felt like, "Relax, don't be nervous."

"Feng, don't..." Shu Lian pleaded softly, she couldn't believe she was in her own bedroom with her new husband, doing such lewd things with her husband's son, if, if Ren Qihua came back later...
"Feng, ah!" Ren Chenfeng clearly had a strong interest in her anus, just from playing with it with his fingers, his penis had already grown larger, filling her vagina completely, and although there was already a lot of vaginal fluid, it was still starting to feel difficult to go in and out.

Shu Lian bit her lower lip, her petite body being violently pounded by him, causing her to involuntarily move forward inch by inch. His enormous glans withered speed with each rapid withdrawal and thrust, each time piercing her core, each time scraping against her sensitive, tender flesh. His hardness and heat were almost unbearable for her, yet just when she thought she was about to die, she was always violently thrust into heaven, experiencing a frenzied stimulation.
"Oh, you little slut, you're so tight!" Ren Chenfeng felt his penis being gripped so tightly by her, as if it were about to break him. Each withdrawal was extremely difficult, and each insertion was increasingly challenging, yet this only fueled his desire to conquer. All his strength was concentrated on his enormous penis, forcefully forcing open her infuriatingly tight passage, penetrating her like a pile driver, domineeringly imprinting his mark, his scent, on her secret place that had never been explored by any other man!

"Feng—ah!" Shu Lian finally cried out, she couldn't take it anymore! "I can't take it anymore!" She had to bite her arm hard to stop herself from crying out loud. "Hurry up, please, I can't take it! I can't take it anymore!"
She wanted to end it all as soon as possible. She was so scared. She was scared that Ren Qihua would suddenly come back, scared that the bedroom door would suddenly open, scared that he would see her lying on her husband's son's back with her legs spread wide, being deeply penetrated by his huge penis, screaming like a slut.

"Isn't it good enough for you, huh?" Knowing exactly what she was afraid of, Ren Chenfeng maliciously misinterpreted her meaning. He bent down and kissed her smooth back, his slender fingers lightly sliding down to her crotch, gently stroking her sensitive clitoris, and then pinching it hard.
"Ah no—" Shu Lian's face turned red, and she trembled violently. A surge of heat flowed out from where the two were tightly joined together.

"So wet..." The man, grinning wickedly, inserted his wet fingers between her lips, teasing her smooth tongue, pressing his glans against her clitoris and rubbing it incessantly. He chuckled softly against her earlobe, "Baby, tell me, if the old man saw you like this, wouldn't he have a heart attack?"
Shu Lian's flushed face turned pale, and her body stiffened.

Just then, the sound of a doorknob turning came from the doorway. Shu Lian fell silent, not daring to breathe, her vaginal muscles stiffening, frantically squeezing and sucking at the massive member inside her, almost causing Ren Chenfeng to immediately lose control.
"Shu Lian, Shu Lian," Ren Qihua's voice came from the intercom, startling Shu Lian so much that she dared not breathe.

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Black Desire 10 Cheating on Husband (2)

Ren Chenfeng, who was almost driven crazy by the tight flesh walls, almost without thinking, suddenly pulled out his penis and then thrust it in heavily. The hard, big and rough penis stretched the flower hole wide open. Shu Lian could no longer support herself under this force and suddenly fell to the ground. Her naked upper body was covered with a soft blanket, and only her perky snow buttocks were sticking up high in the air. Her bright red flesh hole kept contracting, like a thirsty little mouth, greedily sucking the man's hot iron-like penis.

"Ugh—" Shu Lian bit down on the messy clothes on the ground, swallowing her sobs back. The man behind her didn't let up, spreading her legs wider. Each thrust was all the way in, each withdrawal was fierce and swift. The impact of their flesh made a loud slapping sound, turning all the fluid from their joined bodies into white foam.

Shu Lian's face turned red, she dared not cry, dared not scream. The man's rhythm was wild and intense, seemingly wanting to embarrass her, wanting everyone to know how he was riding her and fucking her so hard. She could only shake her head helplessly, her black hair tracing messy and alluring arcs in the air.

"Strange, where would Chen Feng take her in such a short time?" Ren Qihua was still standing at the door, unwilling to give up, he gripped the doorknob and turned it. The sound was soft, but it terrified Shu Lian, her heart leaping into her throat.

"Being fucked through a wall, isn't it especially enjoyable?" Ren Chenfeng picked up her limp body and walked to the dressing table. In the position of penetration, he arranged her in a humiliating and embarrassing way, like holding a baby to urinate. Her snow-white thighs were spread wide, and her vaginal fluids mixed with white foam dripped down her legs. Her bright red vulva was stretched taut by the thick penis, creating a stark contrast with her shy appearance. "Look at you, how lewd you are, how much you enjoy being fucked by me, tsk tsk."

"No, no..." Shu Lian covered her burning red face with her hands. She didn't want to admit that the lewd woman in the mirror was herself. That shameful position, those hazy, spring-like eyes—how could it be her?
Ren Chenfeng didn't stop thrusting immediately. After enjoying her shyness to the fullest, he used his strong arms to carry her around the room. With each step, his thick member would thrust deeply and shallowly inside her. Watching her bite her lower lip in suppressed pleasure, her flushed face radiating endless desire, he felt incredibly comfortable, yet she kept saying one thing out of shyness. He was practically addicted to teasing her.

"No," he said, pressing her tightly against the wall by the door. Feeling Shu Lian tense up, Ren Chenfeng could no longer hold back. He breathed heavily, letting his desire rage wildly inside her. "Oh, little vixen, look how thirsty your little mouth is down there. Listen, it's making a gurgling sound as I fuck it."
"Ugh—" Shu Lian almost bit her lower lip until it bled, but she couldn't stop herself from making a sound. How could he say such lewd things? But the more he humiliated her, the stronger the pleasure she felt.

“Your little mouth down there, your little mouth up there, your little mouth in the back…” With each word Ren Chenfeng uttered, he slammed his penis hard against her clitoris. “They were all born to be fucked by me!”
“Ah, ah—” It was so shameful, yet she shamefully reacted strongly. Every cell in her body seemed to be stirred by his lewd words, clamoring to open every pore, to draw in the raging tide of desire he brought, to make her sink, to make her go mad.

“Master, perhaps I should go get the keys.” Uncle Liu’s voice rang out.
“Alright.”

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“Look at your lewd appearance, oh, do you want to break me!” Ren Chenfeng gritted his teeth and desperately thrust the hot iron into her flower heart. “Just thinking about being seen being fucked makes you so excited that you even suck on your little mouth down there?”

“Waaah——no, no——” Shu Lian cried out uncontrollably, no longer caring whether the people outside could hear her. She reached out and tightly hooked her arms around his neck, her snow-white legs spread wide into an M shape, like a small boat in a storm being hit and thrown up and down by him, but still unable to control herself and meet his desire.

“Feng! Ah, I can’t take it anymore! Ah——” Shu Lian raised her head, tears streaming down her face, and screamed loudly, shaking her head desperately as if to vent her overflowing pleasure.
"Slut! Whore! Beg me, beg me to fuck you to death!" Ren Chenfeng gritted his teeth and thrust his strong hips rapidly. His once handsome brows were twisted in a grimace from excessive excitement, and the bloodshot in his eyes made him look like a beast long deprived of blood.

"Ugh... Feng, please, please," Shu Lian cried, completely unaware of what she was saying. She had completely lost her mind, utterly submerged in the sea of desire created by the man. "Give it to me, give it to me!"

"Give you what, hmm?" The man's gaze was fixed on her flushed face, watching her become wanton and lewd for him. His intense desire to conquer was greatly satisfied, but it wasn't enough, far from enough!
He wanted her to completely submit to him, to become his exclusive slave. No, that wasn't enough. He wanted her to love him wholeheartedly, to dedicate her entire being to him. "What do you want? Say it!"

"Ah! I...I..." Shu Lian's eyes were filled with tears, looking at him pitifully as he thrust into her. The sudden sound of keys coming from the intercom made her face turn deathly pale. She suddenly trembled violently, the tender flesh inside her flower contracting and twitching rapidly. Her small hands groped and inserted themselves into his wildly disheveled hair. Just as the man brought her to the peak, she pressed her lips to his. "Feng, love me—"

"Uh, ah!" Ren Chenfeng let out a low growl, his trembling hips spraying his thick semen into her flower. The moment the key went into the lock, he quickly swept up the messy clothes on the ground, picked up Shu Lian, and climbed out of the window.

"What a pathetic sight." Ren Chenfeng, naked, scaled the narrow edge of the wall and climbed into another room through the window. Looking at the unconscious woman in his arms, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.
Why did he run? Wouldn't it have been better to let the old man see just how lewd this seemingly innocent woman really was? But instead, he damn well carried her naked through his own house like a thief, scaling half the villa's wall!

Slightly dazed, he touched his lips, still warm from her teeth, and Ren Chenfeng's dark eyes narrowed dangerously, his expression becoming wild and untamed.
Wanting me, Ren Chenfeng, to love you? That's the most laughable joke of the century!

Ren Chenfeng gently placed Shu Lian on the soft, comfortable bed. His fingers slowly traced her forehead, her face, her lips, and then slowly moved down to grasp her pert breasts, lingeringly kneading and caressing them. The wickedness in the man's eyes grew stronger. He slowly lowered his head, his voice slow and deep: "Baby, I will definitely love your body well." A striking red sports car slowly pulled up. The guards at the gate immediately rushed to open it. Those who attended this prestigious private school were all sons and daughters of high society, none of whom they dared to offend. The man who stepped

out
of

the
car was tall and imposing, with broad shoulders and narrow hips. His simple shirt was slightly open at the chest, and the delicate silver plaque accentuated his beautifully undulating bronze skin, making him incredibly sexy. Adding to his allure, he had a slightly upturned smile, a wicked charm that inexplicably captivated.

Removing his sunglasses, the man's dark eyes revealed a wild and untamed spirit. He stretched lazily, glancing sideways at Shu Lian,
who was struggling to drag two large suitcases, seemingly in a very good mood. Having shaved, washed his hair, and changed into floral shorts, Ren Chenfeng was still the same domineering and savage man. Watching Shu Lian, in her white dress, bustling around like a little maid, he felt exceptionally pleased. Of course, this pleasure was inseparable from the satisfaction of having eaten and drunk his fill.

The guard cautiously observed the man's expression, hesitating, "Uh, Miss, do you need…"
"No need." A deep voice interrupted him. Ren Chenfeng watched leisurely as Shu Lian timidly dragged her suitcases to his side. "She's my little maid. I'm in a good mood, so I allow her to study with me."

"Thank you, I can manage on my own." Although quite uncomfortable with the guard's kindness, Shu Lian still blushed and thanked him.
In order to finish her remaining year of university peacefully, her wedding with Ren Qihua was very low-key. Otherwise, she wouldn't have run away alone the day after their wedding night without anyone knowing, and then been completely taken advantage of by Ren Chenfeng, who was pretending to be a plumber.

Moreover, Ren Chenfeng very domineeringly arranged for her to transfer schools directly.
Whether she was a maid or a servant, as long as Ren Chenfeng didn't reveal her relationship with him and his father, she wouldn't dare to object to anything he said.

"Oh my god!" a girl's voice rang out excitedly, "Am I seeing things? Isn't that Senior Chen Feng?!"
"Yeah, yeah, it's him! The most popular guy in the school for the past two years, wow, he's so stylish and sexy!"
"Didn't Senior Chen Feng finish all his courses and go abroad for further studies? Why is
he suddenly back?" "Who cares? He's so much better looking in person than in photos, oh my god, I can't take it!"

The two infatuated girls clearly ignored Shu Lian's presence, only knowing how to chatter incessantly. Shu Lian dragged two large suitcases and jogged to keep up with Ren Chen Feng, who was striding forward, but she didn't notice the gaze behind her, which followed her staggering figure until she disappeared from sight.

Behind the dark car window, the boy's handsome face was expressionless. His blue and white uniform and neatly trimmed short hair made him the only student wearing a school uniform, yet his aloof and noble temperament was impossible to hide.

"Young Master Che, may we start driving now?" the driver in black asked respectfully.
Lowering his long, thick eyelashes to conceal a hint of disappointment, Han Che's voice was soft and ethereal: "Yes."

How could the person he was looking for be here?
She must be living in poverty right now. This city is so big, where could she be? How has she been all these years…?

A faint sigh escaped his lips, eventually drowned out by the soft sound of the car starting up.

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Black Desire 13 Gentle Probing (1)
In the private apartment specially prepared for students at the school, Ren Chenfeng was typing rapidly on the computer while writing something on a stack of things with a pen.
Shu Lian held a glass of water and stood behind him for a while before timidly speaking, "Young, Young Master..."
"I remember I taught you how to address me." Ren Chenfeng said without turning his head. When he was focused on his work, he was completely different from his usual wild and unruly self. However, his voice was still deep and pleasant, with a unique magnetic quality.
“Feng…” A slender fingertip gently tapped the screen. Seeing Ren Chenfeng turn around in surprise to look at her, Shu Lian couldn’t help but shrink back. “Um, there seems to be a mistake here.”
It was a document handed over by a branch office. The reason why Tianyu Group had developed so rapidly in just two years, not only quickly acquiring several companies on the verge of bankruptcy but also turning losses into profits in a short period of time, was closely related to Ren Chenfeng’s manipulation behind the scenes. In fact, several years ago, the old man had already grown tired of the cutthroat competition in the business world and had gradually handed over most of his power to the only eldest son of the Ren family. What
she was pointing out was the oversight left by the branch office’s financial director’s embezzlement of public funds.
Although he had already noticed the problem with the document, Ren Chenfeng was still somewhat surprised. He seemed to have underestimated this seemingly delicate woman. Her shyness and vulnerability greatly satisfied Ren Chenfeng's masculine desire for conquest and possession. And because of this, Ren Chenfeng made a fatal mistake; he saw her as too harmless, forgetting that she was originally a top student in the Economics and Management Department of the University of Finance and Economics.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Shu Lian was terrified of this beast-like man, and hurriedly put down the water in her hand. "I was just afraid you were thirsty... I didn't mean to look at it."
Seeing that Ren Chenfeng was not displeased, Shu Lian picked up the rag beside her like a frightened rabbit: "I'll tidy up the room again."
Heaven knows how many times she wiped the floor; it was so shiny you could see your reflection in it.
She took out the items from her suitcase one by one and organized them. Everything in the room was wiped clean and spotless. She even put out her raccoon, adding a sense of home to this obviously masculine-style house.
Putting down the documents he was working on, Ren Chenfeng watched Shu Lian kneeling on the floor, meticulously wiping it. She seemed to have been working non-stop since she entered; a thin layer of sweat glistened on her nose, her face was slightly flushed, and a few strands of soft hair fell across her cheeks, blurring her innocent features.
Ren Chenfeng suddenly felt that he couldn't truly understand this petite and delicate woman who had repeatedly moaned and yielded beneath him.
"Come here," he beckoned, as if calling a pet.
Shu Lian hesitated, a suspicious blush rising on her face, before reluctantly moving over under his intense gaze.
He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, burying his face deep in her chest, inhaling the sweet scent of her breasts. His voice was slightly hoarse: "Are you tired?"
"No, not tired." She shook her head, hesitating several times, "Feng—"
"Hmm.
" "I...that, it still hurts..." Shu Lian blushed with embarrassment, wishing she could disappear into the ground, "Can we...not do that today..."
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“No, which one” If it weren’t for the fact that she was trembling slightly with fear, Ren Chenfeng would have really suspected that she was deliberately seducing him. Just a simple sentence had easily aroused his desire.
“It’s…that…” Shu Lian’s voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, and the blush on her face quickly spread to the roots of her neck.
Damn it! Because of her shyness, his desire instantly surged to the extreme. He just wanted to enter her hard and take her wildly.
“What exactly is that?” His voice became rough and hoarse, and his big hand slowly kneaded her waist. “If you don’t tell me, how will I know?”
“It’s…making…love…” She almost buried her whole head in his neck, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz.
“Oh, so it’s making love…” Ren Chenfeng deliberately dragged out the last three syllables and smiled maliciously. His left hand had already quietly unbuttoned his pants, revealing his already erect desire to the air without reservation.
He swept Shu Lian, who was burying her face in his neck like an ostrich, into his arms and lifted her up, then sat her on the soft sofa, letting her lie flat with her head resting between his legs. When Shu Lian opened her eyes, she saw a huge, purplish-red thing in front of her and gasped in surprise.
His... his thing was so big! God, she still couldn't escape it!
"Baby, help me suck it out, and I'll let you go today." He brought the burning tip close to her lips, the moist pink parting slightly under the pressure of his deep purple glans, revealing a row of white teeth. The lust in the man's eyes surged like a dark blue flame.
"Really, really."
"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?" Patiently coaxing the woman like a little rabbit, Ren Chenfeng had long since forgotten how he had tricked her into his hands. He slowly pushed the head of his penis into her cherry lips, suppressing his burning desire and guiding her little by little into the abyss of lust. "Be good, take it in."
Shu Lian hesitated, then slowly reached out and grasped the throbbing erection. The moment she touched it, she felt it throb violently a few times, seemingly growing even larger, its clear black and white eyes like those of a startled fawn.
Taking a comfortable breath, Ren Chenfeng narrowed his deep eyes. This was the first time she had held him like this; her silky little hand made him feel so good that he wanted more.
"Lick it, baby." His burning gaze followed her every move. Shu Lian timidly stuck out her pink tongue and quickly licked the tip of his dragon, letting out a soft whimper like a kitten. She looked up at him cautiously, "It's a little fishy."
Damn it! Couldn't she stop teasing him like this? If it weren't for the fact that her lower body hadn't fully healed, he would have taken her right away!
Seeing the man's handsome brows furrow at her small gesture, Shu Lian's fear gradually lessened. She tentatively opened her mouth and slowly took the large glans into her mouth.
"Oh..." Feeling his desire slowly enveloped by her warm, soft mouth, Ren Chenfeng felt so comfortable that every pore on his body opened up, his voice hoarse, "Good girl, take it deeper..."
It turned out that this domineering and savage man also had such a vulnerable side. Shu Lian tried her best to envelop his heat in her mouth while carefully observing his reaction, unaware that her small mouth was being stretched wide open by his purplish-red engorgement, a pure innocence mixed with a lewd temptation that could drive any man mad, the whole scene was outrageously obscene.
"Is it uncomfortable?" He tucked a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear so that he could see more clearly how she was holding him, his movements unusually gentle.
Filled to the brim, Shu Lian couldn't speak, honestly shaking her head, but her unintentional movements increased the stimulation for the man. Her swaying mouth was as smooth and soft as her flower cave, making his thick penis grow even thicker.
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The man sat up and made Shu Lian kneel between his legs. On the one hand, it was convenient to enjoy her service better, and on the other hand, through the large mirror opposite the sofa, he could clearly see the scenery under her skirt.
Because she was kneeling, the short skirt could not cover anything at all. The white cotton underwear was already soaked and was useless. The beautiful petal outline was faintly visible, and a few hairs playfully jumped out next to it, which was particularly tempting against the white skin around her.

He slowly reached out and touched her buttocks. He felt Shu Lian shrink back. Ren Chenfeng's voice was low and full of charming magnetism: "Don't stop, baby."
"Imagine you are eating ice cream, suck it, oh...yes..." He slowly rubbed her face with one hand, and the hand on her buttocks slowly slid into that valley, gently teasing her most vulnerable and sensitive point.

"Mmm..." Feeling her resist as she squeezed her legs together and pulled back, the hand that had been caressing her face firmly yet gently gripped the back of her neck. The other hand, however, went even further, pulling aside her panties and directly touching her swollen, erect clitoris. His thumb gently but quickly kneaded it, while his middle finger slowly stroked back and forth at the entrance of her vulva, arousing her desire to rise steadily.

Shu Lian, who had never been caressed like this before, couldn't withstand such teasing. The man's gentle yet masterful flirting techniques made her unable to hold the enormous penis in her mouth any longer. With a whimper, she spat it out, a thin, glistening silver thread connecting her bright red lips and the purplish-red glans. Her small face pressed weakly against the thick, hot shaft, rubbing against it, gasping for breath, enduring the increasingly intense pleasure.

She felt like she was going crazy. She wasn't like this before, but she couldn't control herself. A strange and insane desire made her uncontrollably begin to yield, to the man who had taken her body, to her nominal stepson, to the person she should have run far away from. Suddenly,
a finger was inserted into her body, causing Shu Lian to tilt her head back sharply. Crystal tears hung on her delicate eyelashes. She didn't know how alluring she looked, only that she kept moaning. As that long finger entered, she had the illusion that she was going to die.

"Wind! Whoosh—faster, faster..." God, she felt so good, yet so bad, as if she was about to lose control of her bladder. That finger touched some point on her inner wall, and with a hard press, she lost all her composure and shyness, wanting only to keep falling, falling, falling into the dark abyss of desire.

His dark eyes watched as the innocent girl in his hands became like spring water. Ren Chenfeng's lips curled into a wicked smile. He added two more fingers, rapidly thrusting them into her flower path, feeling the tender flesh walls contract and squeeze in waves. While kneading the hardened clitoris, he pressed against the slightly hardened protrusion on the vaginal wall, applying sudden force—

"Ah! Ahhh..." Shu Lian finally couldn't help but cry out in pain. In the climax, she seemed to see fireworks blooming. The man's warm hands stroked her long hair again and again, like her father's caresses when she was a child, tender and delicate.

"Do you remember the gardenias in the old Han family house? So fragrant, so beautiful, yet not cloying..." His deep voice was like a hypnosis, bewitching her mind. In her hazy state, she seemed to really see that sea of flowers. Back then, she was still a happy little princess, wearing her favorite white gauze dress, running happily in it.
"Hmm..." Shu Lian responded vaguely to his question, not noticing that the man's eyes, originally full of lust, gradually darkened and turned cold.

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Black Desire 16 The Rampage of Young Master Che (1)
It was a pure white sea of flowers. A gentle breeze blew by, stirring up layers of white waves. A faint fragrance wafted over, intoxicating to the senses.
It was a scene that had appeared countless times in the boy's dreams. The girl's pure smile was like a flower. Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he seemed to hear her clear, bell-like laughter, so innocent and lively, so carefree.

Clean and slender fingers danced gracefully on the black and white piano keys. The crisp notes floated leisurely, as refreshing as the fragrance of flowers in the air.
The boy closed his eyes, seemingly able to smell the fragrance of the flowers. Notes danced and leaped from his fingertips. The girl's voice was soft and sweet: "Che, play another one for me. I want to hear that one, the one you played at your birthday party!"

"Young Master Che, the car is ready."
The notes stopped abruptly. Han Che's hand paused in mid-air, then pressed down, the keys emitting a low, lingering sound.

Could his hands still play the piece she loved most back then?
His thick eyelashes trembled slightly. When he looked up again, his star-like eyes were devoid of any emotion.

In the noisy classroom, the professor was passionately lecturing, but few were paying attention. Some were dozing on their desks, others were frantically playing the latest games on their laptops, some were painting their nails, others were putting on makeup. These future business and political stars were squandering their precious last moments of youthful freedom, clinging to their already planned lives.

There was a brief silence when Han Che appeared at the door with his shoulder bag.
His attire was a standard school uniform, his short, smooth, jet-black hair neatly cut, and his eyes were as black as the night sky, yet as clear as stars.

Almost instantly, his face, like a prince straight out of a fairy tale, successfully attracted the attention of all the girls.

"Ahem." The professor broke the silence. For these rebellious and spoiled students, his only use, besides going through the motions of lecturing, was turning a blind eye to what they saw and heard.
"Excuse me, student, please find a seat."

Han Che nodded, walked to the most inconspicuous corner, and found an empty seat.

"Hey, did you guys see the girl Chen Feng brought this time? She's absolutely gorgeous!"
"Gorgeous? Maybe a big-breasted loli?" The person who replied had a lewd voice like a porn star.

"Big boobs, my foot! All you see are dairy cows!" he laughed and cursed. "To be honest, I've been with so many girls, but I've never tasted anyone like her. She's like the Little Dragon Girl from the TV series, so pure, tsk tsk..."
"So you've been eating too much greasy food and switched to vegetables! Haha."

"Go away! You haven't seen her in person, what do you know! And..." the voice lowered, "Yesterday I happened to pass by the student dormitory building, and guess what I heard?"
"Hear what?"

"The sound of sex!" the man smacked his lips. "Senior Chen Feng really knows his stuff. He made that girl scream and cry on the balcony. The sound, tsk tsk, like a cat, meowing and tickling me, made my heart tremble!"
"Really?"

"I'd be a pig if I lied to you! How about we go pass by again sometime?"
"Hahahaha..."

"Hi."
Han Che's gaze wandered for a moment until a slender hand waved in front of him, bringing him back to his senses. The girl smiled gracefully at him: "Hello, my name is Su Zi'en. May I sit next to you?"

"Yo!" Suddenly, one of the boys in the group, who was grinning lewdly, whistled loudly. Someone pointed out the window, "Look, look! That's the Little Dragon Girl I was talking about, ah no, I think 'Little Hibiscus' would be more fitting." "
Not at all, not at all."

Following the direction the person was pointing, Han Che glanced out the window, nodded, and said politely but distantly, "Of course."
"Thank you." Su Zi'en's eyes lit up. Just as she was about to sit down, she felt a blur before her eyes, and Han Che had already gotten up and left the classroom.

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Phew, staying up all night writing is so tiring, but seeing so many votes when I woke up, and that Twins has made it onto the list thanks to everyone's support, makes me so happy!
Muah everyone, I, Little Feather, will definitely keep up the good work and update harder! Fist pump!
Just a heads up, the little boy is actually pretty strong! Aww~

Black Desire 17 The Rampage of Young Master Che (2) Slight H
The two figures were originally downstairs in the teaching building, but after only a short while outside the classroom, Han Che could no longer see them.
That was the girl he saw in the car that day. He didn't know why, even though he knew she couldn't possibly be here, he still held onto that tiny bit of hope.

He wanted to see her. He hoped it was her, the one he had been searching for all these years.
Somewhat disoriented, he rushed downstairs. The campus was deserted, with only a few people scattered about. Some were reading under the trees, and couples were kissing passionately, but the person he longed to see was nowhere to be seen.

He stood there stunned for a moment, then turned back upstairs, stopping at the corner restroom.
The faint sounds coming from inside made him blush.

"Ah, um...no, not here..." The woman's voice, trembling with sobs
, was soft and meek, like a kitten's. "Someone will hear us..." "Don't want to, um?" The man's voice was low and teasing, flirtatious and wanton. "Didn't you like me fucking you? Who was it that was crying and begging me to fuck your little cunt just now?"

"No, no...ah! It hurts!" Something slammed against the door. Han Che clearly heard the sound of clothes rubbing together with unspeakable, ambiguous sounds. "Too deep! Too deep! I can't take it! Waaah..."
"You think it's too deep? I've only gone in halfway." The man's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and desire. "Oh, you're squeezing me so tight! You little slut who's all talk and no action!"

"Um...wind, slower, slower, slower..." The woman began to beg for mercy, her voice clearly trembling with sobs, as if she was really in a lot of pain.
“Relax, baby, trust me, you’ll love this feeling.” The man panted heavily, shoving the woman against the door. Even through the thick door, Han Che could hear the violent slapping sounds of flesh against flesh.

His thick, dark eyebrows furrowed. He must have mistaken her for someone else. How could his girl do such a lewd and crazy thing in such a public place?
However, he had no intention of going to class anymore. He didn’t like this environment—noisy, dirty. He even thought that even a shady street would be much better than this. He

went downstairs and made a phone call: “I’m done with class. Come pick me up at the gate.”

Because of the traffic, Liang Qiwei was a little slower than usual. Seeing Han Che standing quietly at the school gate, he had a strange feeling. This was clearly a child who hadn’t grown up yet, but the indifference and calmness in his eyes were so different from his age, as if he had experienced a lot of vicissitudes, especially his decisiveness and ruthlessness in doing things…
He could only say that the successor that Brother Feng had chosen was very special, but he definitely hadn’t misjudged him.

"Young...Young Master!" The girl's timid voice wasn't loud, but it was very clear.
"Feng! Feng!" Shu Lian ran after the man, stumbling slightly. "I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't be angry, Feng, wait for me..."

She should have endured it a little longer, just a little longer, but the pain was unbearable, especially in a place where she could be discovered at any moment. So, when Ren Chenfeng was in the throes of passion, she pushed him away forcefully. Seeing his face suddenly turn ashen, she knew he was truly angry this time.
Although she didn't know why Ren Chenfeng's attitude towards her had suddenly changed 180 degrees after that day, she knew very well that if he revealed her current situation, she would never be able to hold her head high again.

Han Che glanced at them indifferently, then lowered his head and got into the car.
Whoever this woman was, it had nothing to do with him.

Unable to bear the unchanging, mournful sobs of the woman behind him, Ren Chenfeng turned around with a headache, his face dark with anger, and roared, "Shu! Lian! You dare to cry again and see what happens!"

Not hearing Han Che's voice for a while, Liang Qiwei turned back to look at him in confusion: "Young Master Che."
"A gun." Han Che held out his hand, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"Ha!" A gun! He hadn't misheard, had he?
"A gun." The boy's voice remained as calm as ever, yet it contained the prelude to a storm. Liang Qiwei tactfully handed him the gun. With

swift movements, he cocked it, opened the window, raised his arm, Han Che's lips were tightly pressed together, his slender fingers lightly probing, and then a loud "bang" was heard.
Liang Qiwei almost bit his tongue off. Young Master Che, has he gone mad?!

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The transitional chapters might be a bit dry, but the plot still needs to unfold, so please be patient~
The new story "Twin Flowers" is also being serialized; interested readers can go check it out!

Black Desire 18 The Rampage of Young Master Che (3)
Black Desire 18 The Rampage of Young Master Che (3)

That's right, Han Che fired a shot, and not just one shot. The remaining four bullets in the chamber shot out like sharp edges. Liang Qiwei regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. Although Feng Huotang's power in the city was not to be underestimated, it was still too blatant to act arrogantly in a noble school.
At least, Liang Qiwei touched his nose. He should have installed a silencer.

The moment he heard the gunshot, Ren Chenfeng was stunned for only half a moment. He quickly protected the woman who was so scared that she couldn't cry and rolled on the ground. Two shots, three shots, four shots, five shots. Every bullet almost grazed his hair.
"Damn it!" He never thought that he had offended any gang and was being openly chased.

Typical unfulfilled desires, coupled with the inexplicable gun attack, caused Ren Chenfeng's dark eyes to narrow like a wild beast. Looking at the boy slowly emerging from the car, he said in a deep voice, "Excuse me, I don't think I've offended you."
Han Che's hand remained raised straight; if it weren't for the smoke rising from the gun pointed at Ren Chenfeng's head, his indifferent expression would have been a perfect sculpture.

"Let her go." Each word was spoken calmly, yet with unwavering conviction.
"What?" Ren Chenfeng turned around in confusion, looking at Shu Lian's pale face, her clear eyes filled with terror. Clearly, she didn't recognize the boy either.

"You came out with a gun to steal my woman?" Ren Chenfeng narrowed his eyes dangerously, a surge of anger rising within him. He had only brought her out for the first time since entering the school, and she had already successfully seduced another man!
Even he himself didn't realize that his anger was tinged with intense hostility, and a hint of jealousy and resentment he was completely unaware of.

"You can try firing again." Looking defiantly at the boy whose face still held a hint of childishness, Ren Chenfeng was certain that if he dared to twitch a finger, he would break his hand, making him regret ever being born! Besides, his gun should already be empty.

"No! Don't!" Shu Lian cried out in alarm, almost instinctively rushing forward. She didn't know why the boy had suddenly fired, but just thinking about Ren Chenfeng lying in a pool of blood made her tremble with fear, so much so that she ignored the boy's familiar face and his suddenly wounded, narrowed black eyes.

Han Che's hand trembled almost imperceptibly. How long ago was it that she had protected him like this? How long ago was it that all her hidden courage beneath her vulnerability was only shown to him?
"Shu Lian..." The boy's voice was faint and dazed. "Don't you really remember me?"

A sudden siren blared as several police officers in riot gear quickly got out of their car, stood guard, and shouted, "Hey, you with the gun! Put down your weapon!"
Something was wrong! Liang Qiwei, who had been watching the scene unfold from inside the car, frantically reached for his phone, only to have a dark gun barrel pressed against his head.

Han Che slowly lowered his hand, his star-like eyes filled with a dazed and confused look. He lowered his thick eyelashes, letting go like a child who had done something wrong, and the gun fell to the ground with a thud.
The surrounding police breathed a sigh of relief, holstered their guns, and went to handcuff Han Che.

No one saw how Han Che made his move. He simply turned swiftly, thrusting his knee forward. His long, slender hands, usually reserved for piano playing, seemed to hold immense power. With a single, powerful strike, he felled a policeman to the ground. In the same instant, he spun and kicked another officer several meters away with a scream.

In just half a minute, the young man, like a bloodthirsty beast, had toppled several tall, burly policemen. Only when a policeman a short distance away drew his gun, aimed, and shouted to stop him, was he finally pinned to the ground by five or six men.
The rough ground scraped his face, but his star-like eyes remained fixed on Shu Lian, though something seemed to be slowly cracking, until it shattered completely.

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I wonder if anyone likes a male protagonist like Han Che? Oh, there's some steamy stuff in the next chapter! Let the votes come even more fiercely!! Despite the light rain, the street was still brightly lit, with various noises mingling together, including men's rough laughter and women's coquettish complaints, creating a lively atmosphere. Han Che carried a schoolbag,

his blue and white school uniform soaked through, clinging to the beautiful skin that was originally hidden under his shirt. His short hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks, and rainwater slowly slid down his face, but he seemed oblivious. "Handsome boy, do you need someone to accompany you?" The woman's voice was alluring and charming. Han Che's student attire stood out in this red-light district. She had noticed him as soon as he entered the street. She wondered how long it had been since she had seen such a handsome young man. Han Che looked up and glanced at her indifferently. The woman noticed that his cheeks were chafed and there seemed to be red marks from being slapped, but this did not affect the boy's appearance, which was clean and pure. "Handsome young man, I'm really good at this." The woman winked seductively, her arm coiling around his like a snake. Feeling the firm, muscular muscles, she couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. This young man must play basketball every day; his stamina must be excellent. Of course, if she knew Han Che's arms weren't for basketball but for chopping people, she probably wouldn't have been so bold. "Is making love... very comfortable?" In the dimly lit alley, unrestrained moans and low gasps could be heard everywhere. Han Che suddenly looked up and asked seriously. The woman opened the door, hooked her arm around the boy's neck, pulled him inside, kicked the door shut, and pressed her rosy lips to his, giggling, "Try it and you'll see." Feeling him turn his head away, the woman chuckled knowingly, her warm, soft tongue teasingly licking his neck. The boy's breath was clean, carrying a faint scent of citrus. She was extremely satisfied with this customer; she would be willing to pay him. The woman teased Han Che relentlessly. She knew men's desires all too well. Each stroke of her fingers caused the muscles to tense slightly, making Han Che's breathing erratic, yet he remained motionless against the door, feeling her lips and tongue travel from his collarbone down, kissing his heaving chest, his firm abdomen, and finally kneading his already erect and burning member, releasing his burgeoning desire into the air. "So big!" the woman exclaimed, feeling a surge of desire between her legs. She grasped his erection, squinting her eyes as she rubbed her face against the velvety tip. She felt she had struck gold—a virgin, so large, and most importantly, he resembled every girl's dream prince. His face, restrained by lust, made her want to lead him astray, to experience the ultimate, hellish revelry with her. "Mmm...oh..." the woman moaned, her other hand sliding between her legs, quickly fiddling with it. She lowered her head and slowly took his desire into her mouth. His lower body was as hard as iron, making her imagine the feeling of it burying itself inside her. That thick thing, filling her mouth completely, must feel incredibly good inside. Despite her efforts to swallow and exhale, she found that part of its length still wouldn't fit. Han Che closed his eyes, feeling his desire surging wildly in her warm, moist mouth. An unprecedented pleasure surged through all his nerves. Almost without thinking, he grabbed the woman's head and began thrusting wildly into her mouth. "Uh! Ugh..." The woman's throat ached from his inexperienced thrusts, yet she endured the discomfort, swallowing his enormous member. His strength was fierce, each thrust hitting her throat hard, rubbing her lips until they swelled. She moaned in pain, but her vaginal fluids flowed out in gushes, as if in a masochistic manner, making her unable to resist inserting two fingers and rapidly thrusting them in and out of her passage. I long to be penetrated so thick and strong, I long to be pinned down by this handsome and brave young man and thrust into him vigorously, so that his semen will spray all over my body and stain my whole body with his scent. ──────── Sorry, I had something to do today and delayed the update of this chapter. I think all my lovely readers will not blame me. Hmm~ Black Desire 20 Han Che's First Time (2)h Because it was his first time, Han Che quickly ejaculated, and thick white fluid sprayed all over the woman's face and mouth. The woman looked at him seductively from bottom to top, and slowly licked the white fluid from the corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue. It was lewd and decadent. With rapid breathing, Han Che closed his eyes, his mind was blank. The extreme pleasure made him a little dazed. Is this what it feels like to release desire? Is this how she succumbed? Like a female beast, she turned and slept under the man, regardless of the occasion or time. "Mmm... Wind, slow down, slower, slower..." "Didn't you like me fucking you? Who was it that was crying and begging me to fuck your little cunt just now?" "Oh, you're squeezing me so tight! You little slut, you're just being hypocritical!" "Does it feel good?" The woman's hot breath was close to his ear, her full breasts pressed against his chest, her hand, smeared with vape, led Han Che's hand to that high, soft mound. He could clearly feel the boy's breathing becoming more and more rapid, his desire, which had just been released, quickly rising again, hard against her lower abdomen. She was soaking wet. "Whatever you want, I can give you..." the woman murmured, licking and biting his neck thirstily. Her lower body felt so empty, so sore, she longed for him to rush in immediately, to fill her up, to satisfy her. Han Che suddenly opened his eyes, roughly throwing the woman onto the bed, tearing off her lace panties hanging by her legs, spreading her legs wide, his dark eyes fixed on the bright red flesh, his slender fingers forcefully thrusting inside. "Ah—good man… gently, gently…" She winced in pain, but her legs opened even wider, her luscious vulva opening and closing like a thirsty mouth, sucking and squeezing his fingers incessantly. "Insert, insert it! I feel so uncomfortable!" The woman sucked on her fingers uncontrollably, her bright red lips mimicking the scene of him giving her oral sex, her alluring eyes filled with boundless lust, "So itchy, so sore… good man, give it to me…" Randomly thrusting into her vulva, Han Che felt his desire swell to its peak, it hurt terribly, and his heart felt empty. Holding his throbbing, wet fingers, he thrust heavily, plunging his desire in without mercy, all the way in. "Ahhh!" the woman screamed, tossing her long, wavy hair. "So thick! So big! Good man, I'm about to burst from your engorgement!" Grabbing her waist, Han Che began thrusting rapidly. The wet, soft sensation made him unable to stop, frantically pounding and wanting to go deeper and deeper. His thick, fleshy member rolled out, revealing tender, red flesh. Each thrust brought forth bursts of vaginal fluid, each insertion producing a squelching sound. The flesh slapped violently against flesh, mingling with the creaking of the simple wooden bed. The young man silently vented his desires, fine beads of sweat glistening on his delicate nose.

"Senior Chen Feng really knows his stuff. He made that girl scream and cry on the balcony. Those cries, tsk tsk, they were like a kitten's, meowing and whimpering, making my heart tremble!"
"Hahahaha!"

"No!" Shu Lian rushed out from behind the man like a protective mother cat. She looked at him with such unfamiliarity, as if he were a mentally unstable person.

A strong tingling sensation spread from his spine to the nerve endings around him. Han Che pressed the woman's legs down on either side of her head, her snow-white buttocks spread high, forced to endure the increasingly rapid and violent thrusting. The unprecedented pleasure made him tirelessly move between the woman's legs, but the pain in his heart seemed to be getting more and more obvious.
"Ah, ah... um... ah!" Under the relentless and fierce assault, the woman could no longer utter lewd words. Aside from flushed moans, she seemed to have forgotten all her techniques, weakly spreading her legs and letting him ride her with pleasure within her. Saliva, which she couldn't swallow, slid down her chin, soaking the sheets.

Shu Lian, is this the life you've lived all these years? Or did you choose this extreme darkness, like hell itself, a fatal attraction that has led you astray?
A series of frenzied, rapid thrusts finally caused the boy to let out a muffled groan, trembling as he released his desire. At the moment of near climax, Han Che's hazy eyes suddenly cleared.

If this is what you like, then let me accompany you, to fall into depravity...

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Okay, I should say, Xiao Che's first time was gloriously destroyed by me~
But the reason he so hastily entered the red-light district was not just a momentary moment of despair and frustration; there were deeper reasons behind it.
No spoilers yet, but the reason he acted so impulsively instead of saving his first time for the female lead will be revealed later. "Chen Feng, I think I'm becoming more and more indulgent with you! You even dared to falsify the branch office's reports, tricking me all the way to South Korea. What exactly are you trying to do?" The usually mild-mannered old man was furious on the phone, finally showing that Ren Chenfeng's fiery temper had a reason.

Glancing at Shu Lian, who was bustling around like a maid, Ren Chenfeng got up and went to the balcony, his voice steady: "I'm just cleaning up the mess you made." "Mash?" Ren Qihua's voice rose another notch, and after a long silence, "What did you do to Shu Lian?" Raising an eyebrow at Shu Lian, Ren Chenfeng raised an eyebrow with a half-smile: "Naturally, I did what I was supposed to do. I'm warning you, kid! Shu Lian is a good girl, don't get your eyes on her!" "Don't think I can do whatever I want just because I let you mess around outside. She's not one of those easy women. You can't lay a finger on her..." "Good girl?" Ren Chenfeng scoffed. "There are plenty of good girls in the world, Father. Are you going to get all the good girls into your bed, even if you're already in your sixties?" Ignoring Ren Qihua's trembling voice, Ren Chenfeng slowly said, "I can't see anything good about this snobbish and scheming woman." "Chairman..." came Secretary Fang's voice from the other end of the phone. "I don't care what misunderstandings you have about Shu Lian. Anyway, I have a reason for marrying her." Ren Qihua suppressed his anger. "I'll explain when I get back. Just don't mess with her! That's all, I'm hanging up now." Throwing away his phone, Ren Chenfeng was incredibly frustrated. Watching Shu Lian kneeling on the floor, carefully avoiding his gaze as she scrubbed, Ren Chenfeng felt a sharp pang in his heart. She had adapted to her role as a maid so quickly, yet she was supposed to be a proud and beautiful princess. If, if she could approach the Ren family in a different way, he might give her the respect she deserved, but he simply couldn't tolerate Shu Lian marrying an old man who was practically his grandfather. Although the old man was his father, Ren Chenfeng knew very well how much that easygoing old man disliked the cutthroat world of business. From a young age, he had helped Ren Qihua manage the family business; without him, the now wealthy Tianyu Group might still be just a mediocre little company. He understood perfectly well the immense hardship behind that seemingly snowballing wealth, which made him even more intolerant that this woman, who had contributed nothing to the Ren family, effortlessly pocketed his years of hard-earned money. Unless, of course, she could never escape his grasp. Unaware of his own strange logic, Ren Chenfeng suddenly clenched his fists tightly. Damn it, the thought of that boy's gaze towards her, and his reckless confrontation with the police for her sake, filled him with uncontrollable rage! Yes, rage! She was too good at seducing men; it was simply unbearable! But he had to admit that when Shu Lian rushed out from behind him to shield him from the gun, he was quite shaken. Was the misunderstanding really a misunderstanding? (Black Desire 22) Feeling a little uncomfortable, Qin Ying tugged at her straightened long hair. She took out a mirror to look at her unmade-up face. Surprisingly, wearing this school uniform and without heavy makeup, she actually looked quite like a female college student. Liang Qiwei got out of the car, opened the door, and politely said, "Miss Qin, please." Looking at the unique scenery and luxurious villa before her, Qin Ying still couldn't quite believe her incredible luck. Could her hard times really be over? Seeing the unhurried figure walking ahead, Qin Ying got out of the car and jogged a little: "Han Che, wait for me!" In the spacious study, the man finished writing the last stroke, blew on the still-wet ink, elegantly wiped his hands with a cloth, and casually said, "Brought a woman back ?" "Yes," the man in sharp black clothes replied respectfully, "It seems she was brought back from the underworld." His narrow , phoenix-shaped eyes tilted slightly upwards, and the man's faint smile resembled that of a fox spirit who had cultivated itself into a master. Although he was over thirty, his face showed no signs of age; instead, it was like a fine wine, aged and mellow. "That's good. Let him taste the flavors of a woman, so he won't ruin Feng Huo Tang over those ambiguous romantic entanglements." His tone was neither hot nor cold, as if he weren't the one who had slapped Han Che hard at the police station. He buried himself deeply in the soft bed, until he felt two high, soft mounds of flesh teasingly rubbing against him. Only then did Han Che notice there was someone else in his room. The woman he had brought from the red-light district. Qin Ying looked at him seductively. Even without her heavy makeup, she was still incredibly alluring when provoking men. Her simple school uniform couldn't hide her fiery figure. Her hands were like smooth vines, slowly entangling him, trying to lure him into a life of depravity with her. Removing her hand from between his legs, Han Che's eyes were completely calm: "Remember what you said, or you'll regret your decision." His tone was flat and indifferent, devoid of any emotion, yet it instilled a sense of unease. Concealing a slight disappointment, Qin Ying sat up straight, abandoning her seductive demeanor. She had indeed been delusional; how could someone of her background possibly attract this innocent boy? Even though she had taken his virginity, it was clear she couldn't hold onto him. Han Che stood up, quickly filled out a check, and handed it to her. Upon seeing the amount, Qin Ying couldn't help but smile, giving the check a smack of a kiss, her smile radiant.

"Who would be stupid enough to turn down money, Han Che? Just ask for anything I can do, and I'll do my best."

She could earn more money in half a lifetime without selling smiles or sleeping with anyone—why not?
"You only need to take care of one person for me," Han Che said softly, lowering his head.

How could she, so fragile, protect herself? Qin Ying had seen all sorts of people in the red-light district; as shrewd as she was, she should know how to teach her how to better handle certain situations.
Since he couldn't stay by her side, he would let Qin Ying protect her, just as she had protected him back then. Even though she trembled with fear, she still shielded him from the darkness, so that in that dim, rainy night, he couldn't see the bloodshed, the tragedy, the unforgettable pain…

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while under a pot lid, then quickly crawling away~

Black Desire 23 Shu
Lian noticed that recently, the boy who shot Ren Chenfeng was always appearing within her sight.
For example, he was clearly a freshman, yet he was taking a junior's class.

She was initially a little frightened; the boy's posture with the gun that day was imposing, but it gave her an indescribable feeling. Those shots were clearly aimed at Ren Chenfeng, yet his eyes were fixed on her.
However, the boy remained silent, as if that day had never happened, as if he didn't know her. He simply sat quietly in the far corner of the classroom, listening to the lecture with his eyelashes lowered, sometimes gazing out the window absentmindedly, but never looking at her again.

Blowing on her newly painted pink nails, Qin Ying lazily dealt with the boys' advances while observing the girl who was doing her homework with her head down.
Her skin was very fair, her smooth black hair tucked behind her ears, and faint veins were faintly visible, as if they were crystal clear and fragile.

This was the girl Han Che had asked her to take care of. She was indeed beautiful, not flamboyantly so, yet her presence was hard to ignore. It's no exaggeration to say that her image perfectly matched every boy's dream girl.
She couldn't understand these young masters' thinking. If they liked someone, they should just pursue them. Why did they have to make her, a woman, get caught in the middle, especially since this man had shared a very intimate physical relationship with her?

A slender figure appeared before Han Che, smiling slightly: "If I remember correctly, you gave me permission to sit here."
Han Che glanced at her but didn't speak. He vaguely remembered her; her surname was Su.

Su Zi'en didn't care about Han Che's indifference. She sat down and opened her textbook. She glanced at Han Che's textbook, and her expression changed.
Shu Lian, Shu Lian, Shu Lian—almost the entire page was filled with the name Shu Lian.

Because of the shooting incident, the relationship between Han Che, Shu Lian, and Ren Chenfeng had already become the talk of the school. However, seeing this scene in person still made her feel a little jealous. Did that Shu Lian really have that much charm?
Not ignoring the flash of sharpness in Su Zi'en's eyes, Qin Ying sighed. It turned out that this supposedly pure ivory tower wasn't much simpler than the sordid affairs of the red-light district.

It seems the task she thought was easy actually required quite a bit of effort.
Standing up gracefully, Qin Ying stretched her slender waist, her ample bosom causing the surrounding boys to gasp in astonishment. She turned to the boy clinging to her, winked, and smiled seductively: "Want to ask me out? Get in line first."

Qin Ying knew exactly how to deal with different kinds of people. Shu Lian was a very naive person; from the first word Shu Lian spoke to her, Qin Ying understood that Han Che had a reason for asking her to take care of Shu Lian.
Especially considering the constant scrutinizing glances coming from Su Zi'en's direction, Qin Ying was certain that without someone else to help her, Shu Lian would be devoured without a trace.

"The school is having a dance this weekend, Shu Lian. I just transferred to this school and don't know anyone. Will you come with me?" Qin Ying propped her head up, winking seductively. Years of selling smiles had made her accustomed to charming anyone she encountered; this habit wasn't something she could easily break.
Shu Lian, however, felt that this hot and sexy female classmate had a very straightforward personality. Perhaps in her eyes, no one was a bad person, or even if someone was, they couldn't be that bad. However, thinking about her own identity, she couldn't help but feel conflicted.

"Even if she's going, she has to come with me." A deep male voice answered for her. Ren Chenfeng, with his hands in his pockets, leaned lazily against the desk behind them and said. He had just returned from a meeting at the company and was still wearing a shirt and trousers. However, he had only unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, which gave his formal business attire a carefree air.
"It would be great if you could go." Having spent years navigating the world of prostitution, Qin Ying completely ignored the arrogant man's presence and affectionately took Shu Lian's hand. "Class is over now, let's go shopping, and I'll buy you a decent little dress while we're at it."

"Senior Chen Feng, I'm sure you won't interfere in our women's affairs, right?" Qin Ying giggled, silencing Ren Chen Feng's impending words. Watching Han Che, carrying his bag, brush past them with a barely perceptible upturn of his lips like a child, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself at her knack for seizing the opportunity to please her sugar daddy.
Heh, this love triangle is really interesting!

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Black Desire 24 What's Changing?
"Mmm...so tired, no..." Shu Lian groggily woke from her sleep, feeling her lower body completely filled. The man's burning desire moved in and out of her, the tingling, numb sensation like tiny insects consuming her nerves.
"Awake?" Ren Chenfeng bit her burning red earlobe. Even though he had already taken her hard last night, the thought of flying out of town to discuss a project early in the morning made him aroused again.

He was used to Shu Lian following him around like a personal maid every day, and the thought of flying alone tomorrow felt strange.
Anna from that city knew he was going and had booked a restaurant for dinner, but he refused outright. He couldn't explain why; perhaps it was because he was used to holding Shu Lian while sleeping every night, so even his desire was only faithful to her.

Intense, burning.

He slowly reached out and stroked the clitoris between her legs, gently kneading it. Shu Lian arched her body like a cat: "Mmm...no..."
"Baby, don't you like it like this?" Kissing her smooth neck, Ren Chenfeng's movements were so gentle that he himself didn't even realize it. "Feel this, it's connected to me..."

"Mmm..." Shu Lian squinted her eyes, writhing restlessly. Her body, which he had been training to be increasingly sensitive, was easily aroused. Her legs involuntarily parted slightly, making it easier for him to enter.
What a little vixen! Her rare initiative made Ren Chenfeng's erection grow even larger. He withdrew and then thrust heavily again, satisfied to hear her moan. Ren Chenfeng kissed her lips, his warm palm kneading her softness, his slightly rough thumb stroking her erect nipples.

"I'm going out of town tomorrow, baby. What are your plans for tomorrow?" Panting heavily, he suppressed the desire raging inside her. Ren Chenfeng lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth, making shallow, small thrusts.
Shu Lian opened her eyes. She couldn't see the man's face clearly in the darkness, but his unusually good temper and gentleness surprised her.

Her life had always followed a simple path: attending classes, eating, and making love. Her life had revolved around Ren Chenfeng; this was the first time he had asked her what she wanted to do.
"Qin Ying asked me to go shopping... Ah... um, if you, if you don't like it, then I won't... I won't go..." She was weak all over from his penetration; the gentle way he made her even wetter, her whole body limp like a pool of spring water.

"Go if you like it." Ren Chenfeng picked her up and turned her over, letting her sit on his lap. In the dim light of the streetlamp outside the window, he looked at her erect breasts, then thrust hard, making her breasts jiggle violently.
"Ah!"

"Scream louder, baby, I love hearing you moan." His voice hoarse as he held her waist, the man no longer suppressing his desire, groaning as he thrust into her, making her sway back and forth. His thick penis, mixed with her fluids, made a gurgling sound.
She was too tight, hot and soft, making it impossible for him to be gentle. He reached out and cupped her bouncing breasts, thrusting upwards repeatedly, each time forcefully penetrating to the deepest point, making her moan softly.

"Mmm... Feng..." Lost in thought, Shu Lian called the man's name, her soft voice like a cat's meow.
"Is it good?" Ren Chenfeng wasn't satisfied. He flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, hoisting her legs onto his shoulders, and began a wild, forceful thrust. He felt her clitoris suddenly tighten, gripping him tightly, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. "Do you like it when your husband does this to you, mmm?"

"Yes, yes!" Shu Lian's eyes welled with tears, her hands groping haphazardly, as if trying to grasp something. She wanted to think things through, but his thrusts had left her mind blank.
Ren Chenfeng's movements paused briefly, and then, in the next instant, he kissed her lips, a passionate, lingering kiss...

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is so happy that someone likes the character Qin Ying. She was a little apprehensive at first, but now she's relieved.
*pats her flat chest* Hoho, keep updating!!
"Feathers need warmth, need everyone's love, rolling around!" > < Liang Qiwei,

from Black Desire 83
, froze instantly. His already red face turned even redder, like Guan Yu. He couldn't push her away or dodge her: "Miss Qin, don't... don't talk about yourself like that."
Provocatively pulling up his tie, Qin Ying moved closer to him, her breath sweet and her voice seductive: "Seeing you're always with Han Che, you don't seem to have a girlfriend. I've been lonely lately, how about we keep each other company?"

"I... I..." Liang Qiwei stammered completely, "You... you..."
"Qin Ying, can you help me with this hairstyle..." Shu Lian pushed open the door, the rest of her words caught in her throat. Looking at the two's ambiguous posture, she coughed twice, "Um, excuse me, I should knock."
"No need, I'm going out anyway." Qin Ying stood up, casually dusting off her skirt. "Once my makeup is done, have this handsome guy take you there."
As they passed each other, Qin Ying whispered in Shu Lian's ear with a smile, "Keep an eye on your little heartthrob!"

"What do you mean?" Shu Lian turned around, but Qin Ying had already left, leaving only her fiery red figure receding into the distance.
Was the "little heartthrob" she was referring to Han Che? For some reason, Shu Lian felt there was a hint of resentment in her tone.

The designer here was truly top-notch; in no time, she had transformed the plain-looking Shu Lian into someone exceptionally striking.
Her long, smooth, black hair was styled into a high bun, with a few loose strands falling around her ears, which made her fair and beautiful face appear even more ethereal. Her makeup was only slightly applied, highlighting her bright, clear eyes, which exuded a unique charm with every glance. The white strapless dress that Qin Ying had chosen perfectly accentuated her figure; any more would have been too conservative, and any less would have been too frivolous.

Even the usually austere Liang Qiwei's eyes lit up when he saw her: "Miss Shu, you look beautiful like this."
"Miss Shu is naturally beautiful, she just doesn't usually dress up much. I just gave her a little makeover. If I had dressed her up too much, it would have overshadowed her natural charm." The forensic artist was clearly very satisfied with his work and couldn't help but add a few words, "At tonight's banquet, I think Miss Shu will definitely be the most popular leading lady."

Shu Lian smiled and lowered her head, holding the sequined and diamond-encrusted handbag in her hand. For some reason, a strange emotion was flowing through her.
Liang Qiwei seemed to suddenly remember something, and his smiling expression froze. After paying the bill, he drove her to the hotel.

The neon lights outside the window kept receding, and the city lights were already on. The streets were bustling with people, a scene of dazzling lights and revelry. The pace of life in modern cities is too fast. Nightfall is when the real revelry begins.
"Qiwei, has Han Che been very busy lately?" Shu Lian asked, looking out the window while pondering Qin Ying's expression and tone earlier.
"Hmm... there's been a lot going on at the hall lately, but things will calm down after a while."
"Qin Ying was acting a bit strange tonight, didn't you notice?"

Liang Qiwei paused for a moment. Shu Lian didn't know about Han Che and Qin Ying's relationship, but he, who was practically Han Che's personal attendant, knew everything.
Seeing his silence, Shu Lian felt even more certain that they were hiding something from her: "Why did Che take me to the banquet, but had Qin Ying pick me up? And if she came to pick me up, why did she leave halfway through?"

Liang Qiwei opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He wasn't good at lying, and he didn't want to deceive Shu Lian, so he chose to remain silent.
"Qiwei,"
Liang Qiwei had to admit, her tone made it sound like he'd bullied her. He could only reply, "Actually, Young Master Che's date tonight is Qin Ying. He was afraid you'd be angry, so he didn't tell you."

"And then..." Shu Lian suddenly recalled Qin Ying's words and expression as she left.
"And then, just like you saw, Miss Qin refused."

Shu Lian clutched her handbag, her mind a jumble.
Qin Ying was a classmate she knew from school, not close to Han Che. Why would Han Che choose her as his date?
If it was just about Qin Ying being his date, it wouldn't be a big deal. But why would Han Che, who never lied to her, choose to hide this?
And Qin Ying's expression was so different from her usual cheerful and straightforward demeanor; it was rather strange and odd.

Liang Qiwei observed her expression in the rearview mirror, coughed twice, and said, feigning naturalness yet sounding rather awkward, "Miss Shu, actually, Young Master Che and Qin Ying have absolutely no relationship, really."
Seeing that Shu Lian's complexion not only didn't improve but instead turned gloomy, Liang Qiwei immediately regretted it so much he wanted to bite his tongue off. If he really wanted to cover for Han Che, he didn't need to make it sound so obviously suspicious!

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As for the male lead, Feng Shao will definitely suffer. As for whether he will be cannon fodder or not, it depends on the situation. Feng Jinran is a character that Yu Mao likes. His role will gradually increase later. Well, don't worry, one scumbag is enough, there won't be any more.

Mwah everyone, love you all!

(0.3) Black Desire 84 It's not your place to worry.
When the car arrived at the Manchester Grand Hotel, the doorman stepped forward and opened the car door. Shu Lian stuck out one foot. The diamond-encrusted high heels made her ankle look white and slender. Her face, which was lightly made up, was delicate and beautiful, and very eye-catching.
Han Che stood at the door, probably waiting for Qin Ying. He was dressed very formally today. The well-tailored white shirt suited his temperament. He was handsome and refined, but he had a cold aura that kept strangers away. His eyes, which were originally like stars, seemed a little unfocused. His gaze passed through the people coming and going in front of him. It was hard to tell where his gaze fell.

“Young Master…” Liang Qiwei called out to him. Han Che turned his head, a glint of silver flashing on his left ear. Only then did Shu Lian notice that he was wearing a studded earring with small diamonds on his usually bare earlobe. The small embellishment made him look less childish and more feminine.
The strange look in Han Che's eyes was fleeting, before he curved his lips into a perfect arc, intimately and gentlemanly taking Shu Lian's hand and kissing her cheek: “You look beautiful today.”

“What do you mean, ‘look beautiful today’? Am I not beautiful all the time?” Shu Lian retorted with a smile, lowering her eyes to hide the disappointment. If it had been Qin Ying who came today, would he have said the same thing? Why didn't he ask? Why was it someone else? Why her?
"Beautiful, beautiful, Shu Lian is the most beautiful." Han Che smiled, seemingly a completely different person from the solitary young man who had just stood by the door. He pulled her a few steps inside, then suddenly stopped. "By the way, have you had dinner yet?"

"No..."
"Wait here for me."

Han Che turned and walked to the doorman outside, saying a few words. The doorman nodded and went out for a while, returning shortly breathless with something in his hand.
After getting a glass of water from the counter, Han Che quickly returned. The glass was steaming, but the temperature was just right. He opened his hand; it contained a few stomach-warming pills. "Take some stomach medicine first. At banquets, it's inevitable to drink some alcohol. I won't do that again next time. At least eat something first, otherwise it will hurt your stomach."

Shu Lian paused, then took the glass. The warmth felt in her hand, as if it were spreading from her palm to her heart.
Perhaps she was just overthinking it.

The waiter politely led them to the top floor. Stepping onto the thick, soft red carpet, they pushed open the heavy, gold-plated doors, and the luxurious scene inside immediately unfolded before their eyes.
Only then did Shu Lian realize how low-key Feng Jinran's birthday party had actually been, and how deceptively unkempt Ren Chenfeng had been. The carpets were exquisitely embroidered with gold thread, the ceiling was adorned with a large crystal chandelier, and every table and chair in the hall was covered in delicate gold leaf, yet it was extremely tasteful, luxurious without being gaudy.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and the intoxicating atmosphere, Ren Chenfeng, dressed in a black tuxedo, tall and imposing, with a perfect curve to his thin lips, spoke with poise and grace, appearing every inch the young talent. If it weren't for the ever-present wicked charm and arrogance in his smile, Shu Lian would have found it hard to reconcile him with the image she had encountered before.
This high society is nothing more than a facade of respectability. On the surface, they appear noble and refined, but in private, there are many things that are unknown to others.

As Han Che entered with Shu Lian, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. Ren Chenfeng saw them, nodded politely to the person in front of him, and walked over. His eyes blatantly sized up Shu Lian before he raised an eyebrow: "Very punctual. Shu Lian, you look beautiful tonight."
Shu Lian gave a faint smile that she thought wasn't too revealing: "Thank you."

She didn't want to talk to him anymore. A waiter came and brought two glasses of red wine. Just as she was about to reach for them, Ren Chenfeng snatched the glasses and handed them to Han Che: "I don't think Han Che would want you to drink."
He snapped his fingers and called over a waiter: "Please take this lady to the tea area."
After saying that, he turned to look at Han Che, his manner generous and polite: "Young Master Che, you don't mind, do you?"

Shu Lian clenched her hands. This man always had an air of superiority, as if he could control everything she did, which she found really repulsive. However, the longer she stayed with him, the more uncomfortable she became.
Ignoring the arrogant man, she slightly raised her head: "Che, I'll wait for you over there. Drink less."
Han Che nodded with a smile, his voice clear and elegant: "Okay."

The two men watched Shu Lian walk away. Ren Chenfeng turned back, his deep eyes narrowing slightly, his words tinged with gritted teeth: "Don't you know her current situation? How dare you bring her here, dressed so ostentatiously!"
Showing so much flesh, her chest, legs, arms! He knew every inch of this woman's body intimately, but seeing her dressed like this, making her already fair and slender figure even more exquisite, he had an urge to strangle Han Che!
Most importantly, she shouldn't have been here at all!

Han Che lowered his eyelashes and took a sip of red wine. The diamond stud on his left ear sparkled under the light, making his handsome profile even more striking.
He spoke, his voice cold: "Mr. Ren, Shu Lian is my companion. It's not your place to worry about when she should be there and when she shouldn't."

(0.28) Black Desire 85 You're nothing special to Shu Lian
. Han Che's tone wasn't harsh; on the contrary, it was calm and even. Perhaps due to his long-term exposure to Feng Jinran, he was used to using a nonchalant tone to provoke others.
He wasn't there to ask for his help; their relationship was limited to cooperation. He hoped Ren Chenfeng would understand this.

"Very good." Ren Chenfeng's lips curved into a smile. "What if I told you that Kong Feng was also attending tonight's banquet?"
Han Che's eyes flickered slightly: "What do you mean?"

"I didn't invite him." Ren Chenfeng shrugged, gesturing towards the center of the room. "It was those old fogies who thought he was very capable for escaping from prison and living so openly. So, they brought him over."
Han Che looked in the direction he pointed. The tall man was clearly Kong Feng, but the woman beside him, with her elegant updo and graceful demeanor, captivated Han Che's attention.

More than ten years had passed, yet her appearance hadn't changed much. Time hadn't etched cruel marks on her face, but rather added more charm. It seemed as if it were just yesterday that she had taken him to the amusement park, smiling and kissing him, her face displaying the expression of a loving mother.
“But he probably hasn’t met Shu Lian yet. Shu Lian’s outfit is quite nice today; as long as he doesn’t pay too much attention, he should be able to hide it.” Ren Chenfeng didn’t notice Han Che’s expression, nor did he realize that his words were inconsistent. He had clearly hated that dress that showed his chest, legs, and arms.

“Let’s go somewhere else.” Han Che turned around, his knuckles white from gripping the wine glass tightly.
However, before Ren Chenfeng could speak, a man’s voice came from behind: “This must be the eldest son of the Ren family. I’ve often heard Old Guo mention you. You are indeed a young talent, not simple at all.”
“Eh, who is this?”
Han Che had no choice but to turn around, a distant smile on his indifferent face: “Hello, I’m Han Che.”

A sharp glint flashed in Kong Feng’s eyes, and He Mengqing beside him was clearly stunned when she heard the name. She looked Han Che up and down, her eyes showing surprise, which she tried her best to suppress, but the excitement in her eyes was obvious to everyone.
"Young Master Han Che of Feng Huo Hall is extremely skilled, decisive, and ruthless, quite like the style of Hall Master Feng." Kong Feng smiled flawlessly. "His name is very good, the same as the young master of the Han family back then, don't you think, Meng Qing?"

He Mengqing smiled weakly, her beautiful phoenix eyes lowered, hiding the emotions in them: "It's just a coincidence of names, otherwise how could I not recognize him?"
"Mr. Kong, you flatter me. I only gained this empty reputation because of my elder brother's name. Mr. Kong is a senior, so please forgive me if I do anything inappropriate in the future." Han Che's voice was cold, but still polite. Even Feng Jinran had to be polite to Kong Feng, let alone him, a junior.

"Of course, of course." Kong Feng laughed heartily a few times. The atmosphere was awkward. He Mengqing didn't speak, Han Che's face was icy, and Ren Chenfeng was left out. It seemed that only he was completely at ease.
After a few polite exchanges, Ren Chenfeng made an excuse to pull Han Che away, his voice low: "Shu Lian's matter is already troublesome enough. Why does Kong Feng seem to be treating you so strangely, Han Che? Don't try to set me up."

Han Che lowered his eyes and didn't speak.
"Han Che,"
"I can agree to the cooperation," Han Che stared at the wine glass in his hand, its crimson color resembling overflowing blood, "I also need Kong Feng's information before he went to prison, as well as all his transactions with Feng Huo Tang twenty years ago."

Ren Chenfeng scoffed: "Your attitude doesn't sound like you're asking for a favor."
"What I want to investigate, only you can get your hands on, but this information is useless to you." Han Che looked up at him, his dark eyes completely calm, "If you don't have the sincerity to cooperate, why come to me? Fu Rongfan, the Azure Dragon Society, you can go to them, why come to me?"

"Could it be that the young master of the Ren family has made too much money and is just looking for fun?" Han Che spoke very impolitely, yet his tone was neither hot nor cold, so cold it was maddening.
"You!" Ren Chenfeng almost exploded, but thinking of Shu Lian, he instantly calmed down, a rather malicious smile playing on his lips. "If you're willing to let me find this kind of fun, it's worth it to eat my fill."

"I hope to see what I want within a week," Han Che said calmly.
"So that's considered an agreement?" Ren Chenfeng was quite surprised, raising an eyebrow and asking incredulously, "I thought it would take a lot of deep feelings to have the courage to play this forbidden love game. It seems that you're nothing special when it comes to Shu Lian."

"I didn't agree to anything. If one day..."
Han Che only said half a sentence, but Ren Chenfeng had a strange feeling that the boy's eyes seemed to dim for a moment, as if shattering.

(0.28) Black Desire 86 You'll beg us to fuck you
This banquet was probably held internally by Tianyu. Although it was luxurious, there weren't many people. All the ladies present were dressed in jewels, smiling and holding the men beside them, so the tea area became a deserted corner.
Shu Lian sat there bored for a while, then discovered there was food available: fruit platters, dessert salads—all so exquisitely presented that they made

one's stomach rumble with hunger. Seeing that Han Che hadn't arrived yet, Shu Lian decided to fend for herself, getting some food while watching the social gatherings. From a distance, the lavish and lively party seemed like something out of a television program.
"Miss, do you mind if I sit here?" A male voice drew Shu Lian's attention. She turned and saw Kong Feng holding a glass of champagne, smiling at her.

"Mr...Mr...Mr. Kong," Shu Lian stammered, almost choking on the cake in her mouth. She was truly unlucky; she'd run into this man again here.
"You remember me." Kong Feng smiled, his expression friendly. He sat down beside her and gestured forward. "Why don't you come over and play?"

"Hehe..." Shu Lian laughed awkwardly. "I'm not used to it."
She lowered her head, unconsciously poking at the cake with her fork to relieve her tension.

"You're very quiet." Kong Feng changed the subject, whether as a compliment or not. "I still don't know how to address you. Would you mind telling me your name?"
"Shu Lian." After hesitating for a moment, Shu Lian decided to tell the truth. After all, with Kong Feng's background, it wouldn't be difficult for him to know someone's name.

"Miss Shu, if I'm not mistaken, you should still be in university." Seeing Shu Lian's expression, Kong Feng smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I don't mean any harm. I just think you look familiar. Seeing you reminds me of my daughter."
"Mr. Kong has a daughter?" Shu Lian was a little surprised. She turned her head and met his gaze. Kong Feng's eyes were deep and unfathomable, making it difficult to see through his thoughts. But Shu Lian inexplicably felt that he truly meant no harm.

"Hmm." Kong Feng swirled the wine in his glass. "If she were still here, she'd be about your age."
"Then who is she?
" "No."
"I'm sorry, I... I didn't expect..."
"It's alright, time heals all wounds." Kong Feng glanced at his watch, stood up, "Sorry, I have something to do. Enjoy your meal."
He smiled at the cake in her hand, now a mess, and pointed to a small corridor outside the hall: "There's a huge floor-to-ceiling window there, overlooking the city's most vibrant night view. If you're bored, you can go take a look."

Shu Lian nodded blankly, only realizing her nervousness had vanished long ago after he walked away. And this Kong Feng wasn't nearly as terrifying as she'd heard.
Remembering his parting words, she stood up and walked around the corner, finding a huge floor-to-ceiling window there, the walls draped in red curtains, and a large, clear pane of glass beside it.

I walked over quickly, and before I could really see the scenery below, I heard a strange sound. A woman's soft moans, mixed with the ambiguous collision of flesh, rose and fell freely behind the dark curtains.
Perhaps hearing footsteps outside, the curtain was pulled open a crack, and a lewd male voice came out: "Hey, a really hot chick! Lucky you today!"

"Really!" another male voice replied, panting heavily, and suddenly ripped open the curtain. Instantly, the scene inside was clearly visible. In the less than two square meters of space inside the curtain, a woman was stripped naked. Her slender, snow-white waist was being held by the man behind her, who was thrusting into her body violently. Her mouth was also being gagged by a monstrous penis. The one who spoke was the short, fat man standing in front. He was thrusting his lower body rapidly, his fat belly hitting the woman's head with each movement, while his eyes were blatantly sizing up Shu Lian. "Tsk tsk, a real beauty!"

Shu Lian covered her mouth in horror and instinctively turned to run. The fat man reacted quickly, yanking the penis out of the woman's mouth, chasing after her, covering her mouth again, and dragging her back forcefully.
"Ugh! Ugh... Let go!" Shu Lian kicked and struggled frantically, but couldn't break free at all. Her mind was racing with terror; all she knew was to break free and scream so Han Che could hear her.

"Pretty fierce! Haha!" The fat man was panting heavily from her struggles, but this only fueled his desire to conquer her. His penis pressed hard against her buttocks, and the filth on it quickly stained her white dress. He took a handkerchief from another man and forcefully covered her mouth and nose. "It's okay, you'll be begging us to fuck you in a bit! Hahaha!"

(0.32) Black Desire 87 Are you that desperate for a man? (h)
Shu Lian's eyes widened in terror, but she couldn't make a sound. She wanted to resist, but she had no strength. She was terrified that she would faint, but instead of fainting, she could hear the woman's moans growing louder and louder. The other man was shamelessly admiring her body, which was bent into perfect curves, while he was violently attacking the woman in front of him.

"Haha, third brother, your idea is really good. This place is secluded and full of beautiful women. Ren Chenfeng would never have imagined that he would organize such a party just to amuse us brothers." The fat man covered Shu Lian's mouth and nose tightly, feeling her body slowly going limp. Afraid that she would suffocate, he loosened his grip slightly and touched her chest with his other hand, kneading it hard. His voice trembled slightly, "It's really exciting! This girl looks pretty innocent, but she's surprisingly well-endowed!"

"Don't make her dizzy, that's how you get the best out of it. Like this girl, she was so chaste just now, but look how good she is now, squeezing me so tightly!" The thinner one let out an "oh," seemingly about to ejaculate, and increased the speed of his thrusts. The sound of water mixed with the splashing and slapping made a particularly obscene sound.
The fat man seemed to have no interest in talking to her. He dragged Shu Lian to the window, pressed her against the cold glass, and, ignoring her whimpers, eagerly began to bite and gnaw at her collarbone and neck.

Shu Lian's body was limp, and she couldn't describe what she felt. She was terrified, but her body didn't feel like her own. If the fat man hadn't been holding her up, she probably would have collapsed. Because of the good soundproofing, she couldn't hear a sound from the hall—the sounds of flesh slapping and women moaning intensely stimulated her nerves.
She was somewhat dazed, feeling a wet, sticky tongue licking her body. She seemed unable to resist, and even her struggles and cries gradually stopped. A hand forcefully tore open her clothes, revealing her full, firm breasts.

They were cool, yet comfortable. She lazily closed her eyes, letting him knead and rub her, greedily biting at her collarbone, a few indistinct moans escaping her throat.
"Shu Lian!" Someone called her, followed by a series of loud bangs and a man's pig-like screams. She slid limply against the glass, only to be pulled into a man's arms. He angrily pulled off his clothes and wrapped them around her. "Are you that desperate for a man?! Damn it!"

She reached out and hugged his waist, feeling as if she were floating on clouds, her eyes blurry and unfocused, unable to see the man's face clearly. "Che... I feel unwell..."
"I taught you, you should call Feng!" Ren Chenfeng angrily kicked open the door, holding her in his arms. Seeing the purplish hickeys on her neck and the still-damp saliva, he gritted his teeth. If those two guys didn't hold a significant number of shares, and their father wasn't a senior veteran of the company, he would have killed them on the spot!

"I don't want to..." Shu Lian struggled in his arms, "Che, I want to find Che."
"Open your eyes and look carefully! Han Che is here!" Ren Chenfeng frantically pressed the remote control in his hand, and the monitor screen in front of him displayed images of many rooms. These rooms were all private rooms, with one man and one woman, two women and one man, or one woman and multiple men inside, clearly engaged in some kind of activity with a seriously excessive level of eroticism.

Seeing Shu Lian staring blankly at the screen, Ren Chenfeng searched hard on the screen, then poked at it with his finger to zoom in: "Look, he's here, he doesn't want you anymore!"
In the image, Han Che was leaning over a table writing something, and a woman dressed in an exceptionally alluring manner walked over with a charming smile, put her hand on his shoulder, and gently stroked his earring with her nail polished hand again and again, in an extremely ambiguous way.

Shu Lian couldn't see clearly anymore; her vision was blurry. She unconsciously clung to Ren Chenfeng, her body crawling towards him like a snake. "Hmm... what's wrong with me... I feel so uncomfortable..."
Her hand slipped inside his shirt. Ren Chenfeng gasped. He hadn't been with any woman since Shu Lian left. His boundless energy, enough to run ten laps at any moment, had reached its peak of sexual frustration. He couldn't withstand such provocation.

But he had just reached an agreement with Han Che; was it appropriate for him to act like this now?
Ren Chenfeng pretended to pull his hand away, gently tugging at her eyelids and touching her forehead. "Where does it hurt?"

"No, I don't know..." Shu Lian was completely dazed. She didn't know this drug was a specially imported sedative, capable of keeping someone unconscious while causing inexplicable discomfort. It wasn't the typical aphrodisiac effect; she had no fever, nor was she tearing at her clothes. She was simply instinctively clinging to something, as if utterly infatuated with the person before her, devoid of reason.

But when Ren Chenfeng's hand couldn't help but climb onto her chest, she let out a very honest and charming moan.
This moan was more aphrodisiac to Ren Chenfeng than any aphrodisiac. He was someone who was not used to suppressing his desires, let alone the person in front of him, who could always directly arouse his sexual impulses.

He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her red lips fiercely, his tongue skillfully and quickly prying open her teeth and entwining with her fragrant tongue.
He sighed with satisfaction, it had been so long since he had tasted her, and she was still as wonderful as ever.

(0.3) Black Desire 88 Are you begging me? (h)
Like a parched land receiving sweet rain, as soon as his tongue came out, Shu Lian couldn't wait to meet it. Her body temperature, which had been normal just moments before, instantly rose, and her half-open breasts trembled against his chest. With just a gentle lift of his hand, he could grasp their fullness and softness.
"What a seductive vixen." Ren Chenfeng gritted his teeth, his voice becoming low and husky. He swept aside the documents and papers on the table and pressed her down, showering her face, ears, and neck with kisses. With a forceful tug, he tore her skirt, revealing her slender, fair body like a peeled egg.

He grasped her breasts, kneading them into various strange shapes. Shu Lian's face flushed, and she moaned softly. Her already beautiful face was even more radiant after the makeup. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, trembling with each of his movements. His
long, slender fingers erotically explored her lips, swirling and teasing her soft, moist mouth. Ren Chenfeng narrowed his eyes, lowered his head, and took one nipple into his mouth, gently pulling it out with his tongue, eliciting a soft cry from Shu Lian.

"Still moaning so loudly..." Ren Chenfeng could hardly bear it. He buried his head in her chest, sucking, kissing, and nibbling fiercely. The smooth, warm touch in his mouth made him linger. Her little tongue was like a playful little fish, instinctively wrapping around his fingers and swirling around them, instantly making his lower body throb painfully. He really wanted to just thrust inside and let her suckle properly.

"Is it still uncomfortable like this?" He sucked and licked her breasts, until the bright red erections were wet and glistening. Then he switched to the other breast, until her breasts were full and swollen, covered with his finger marks. He raised his head and took her earlobe in his mouth, asking in a low voice.
Shu Lian, who had been dazed and confused by his teasing, felt a sudden emptiness after he stopped. She writhed and moaned uncontrollably, her voice sounding like she was about to cry out, "It hurts...it hurts...um..."

He smiled wickedly, curling his lips into a smile, and withdrew his wet fingers from her mouth, slowly sliding them between her legs. Through her thin panties, he gently rubbed her most sensitive spot. "How about this?"
"Ah..." Shu Lian trembled all over from his touch, her breathing becoming rapid. She hugged his hands, not pushing them away, but as if eagerly inviting him, "Um, um...I want...I want..."

The man narrowed his dark, deep eyes, carefully observing her reaction. Watching her become a slave to his desire, he felt his throat go dry, and a fire burned brighter and brighter, surging fiercely from his abdomen.
His hands gently caressed the inside of her thighs, stroking and kneading with just the right amount of eroticism. Occasionally, he would intentionally or unintentionally brush against her sensitive spots, causing her body to jerk, but he would not linger and would immediately move to other areas.

If it were a matter of love, Shu Lian would definitely only be attracted to Han Che. If it were a matter of lust, the naive Han Che was no match for the seasoned lover Ren Chenfeng.
Although his desire had already been aroused, he was not in a hurry to take advantage of her. Men always like to savor their prey slowly, especially this prey that had been lost and regained. He wanted to see if he really couldn't live without her, if he really couldn't control himself and had to force himself into her body.

However, the more he remained calm, the more uncomfortable Shu Lian became. His kisses and caresses had already brought the effects of the drug to their peak. Moreover, this skillful teasing had already made her lower body wet before he had even properly explored her. A hot flow kept gushing out from inside, surging and intense. The tender flesh inside her vagina was contracting and squeezing wildly, and the emptiness was painful.

"Ugh...it hurts...I hurts..." Shu Lian twisted her body, but hesitated to give his hand. She grabbed his hand and said almost pleadingly, "Please, touch me, touch me!"
Her eyes were hazy and her expression was unfocused. A few strands of her hair, which was tied up at the back of her head, fell loose, making her delicate face look pitiful. Her red lips were slightly parted, as if she desperately wanted a man's kiss and caress. She pulled his hand and reached between her legs. Her face showed a boldness and wantonness that she had never shown before: "Here, here, it hurts so much, touch it, um..."

Ren Chenfeng's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were so red that they almost spit fire. But he was still able to keep his composure. He placed his hand between her tender and moist petals and did not move. "Are you begging me?"
"Um...please, please..." Shu Lian was completely incoherent. She could not see the person in front of her. Her thoughts were in chaos. It was as if she did not even have the ability to think. She had become a lustful animal and only wanted to be satisfied.

“Very good.” Ren Chenfeng curled his lips, his breath coming in short gasps. “You begged me yourself. This time, I didn’t force you…”
He kissed her moist lips, reached out and unbuckled his belt. Shu Lian’s panties didn’t even have time to come off. He just pulled them aside and rubbed his swollen, erect glans against her already soaking wet flower bud before thrusting it in hard.

(0.26) Black Desire 89 I’ll make sure you can’t get out of bed for the rest of your life (h)
“Ahhh—” Shu Lian cried out. Her already thirsty and almost collapsing passage was instantly filled with a huge thing. This kind of pleasure was indescribable. Her wet flower walls gripped the foreign object tightly, squeezing and sucking it in fiercely, making Ren Chenfeng feel numb and happy. The intense pleasure rushed to his head, and his blood boiled.

"Oh...you're still so... wanton here!" Ren Chenfeng gritted his teeth, struggling to pull back a little before ramming in again. With Shu Lian letting out another high-pitched cry, he felt an immense pleasure, not only physically but also mentally.
"You know, baby, every time I hear you moaning as I fuck you, I feel incredibly good!" Ren Chenfeng panted heavily as he began thrusting into her. The frequency wasn't fast, but each thrust was a deep, shallow one, making Shu Lian moan.

He turned her head back and kissed her lips, his tongue probing beneath hers. Taking advantage of her lack of escape, he hooked her clitoris, their tongues entwining wantonly in the air. Shu Lian was breathless from his sucking, making soft moaning sounds through her nose. Saliva, which she hadn't swallowed in time, dripped from the corner of her mouth like silver threads, a wanton and erotic sight.

The kissing above continued, but the piston-like movements below did not cease. Instead, they intensified due to their passionate kiss. The enormous glans, like a dulled gun, relentlessly thrust in, forcefully stretching open the slippery, soft inner walls before quickly withdrawing. The glans and the veins on the penis scraped fiercely against the already sensitive flesh. With each in-and-out motion, a large amount of vaginal fluid was drawn out, frothing into white foam from the impact and friction of their bodies, soaking both of their genitals.

"Ugh... ugh..." Shu Lian's body went limp from his assault. The pleasure made her moan softly, but her mouth was blocked by his gag, leaving her only to whimper incoherently. This soft, cat-like sound acted like an aphrodisiac, igniting Ren Chenfeng's lust. He felt his penis swell even larger inside her, both numb and swollen, wanting nothing more than to penetrate her deeply and nail her to the table.

Releasing her lips, which were red and swollen from his kisses, Ren Chenfeng pulled her body away, positioning her with her legs spread as she sat on the edge of the table. He straightened up, reached out and grabbed her buttocks, forcefully thrusting his penis inside her. The tight, gripping sensation and her seductive moans fueled his lust, and he thrust rapidly and fiercely between her legs.

The carnal battle on the monitor had already begun; each room had its own unique style, but none seemed to match the sensuality of this one. Shu Lian's dress was torn to shreds, half draped over her shoulder and half around her waist, unable to conceal her boundless beauty, exuding a masculine allure. The man's enormous and monstrous penis stretched her delicate flower to its limit, brutally penetrating this slender and beautiful woman. With each thrust, her full, firm breasts swayed up and down, rippling and trembling, accompanied by soft moans. Anyone witnessing this scene would surely feel their blood boil and their desire surge.

After the dizzying feeling of fullness and satisfaction subsided, Shu Lian finally felt overwhelmed. Her body was thrown back and forth by his thrusts, and her hands, which were supporting her behind her back, seemed to have lost their strength, trembling with exhaustion. Her voice changed tone: "Ah... um... gently, gently... ah! It's too heavy! Ah!"
Ren Chenfeng lowered his head and took her bouncing, full, white breast into his mouth, his voice low and erotic: "If it's not heavy, how will you remember me..."

Shu Lian's eyes were wet, and her throat seemed to be hoarse from screaming: "Um... really... I can't take it... so deep, so deep! Ugh..."
"You can't take it like this?" Ren Chenfeng panted, slowing down his movements, inserting a few shallow thrusts, then maliciously thrusting in heavily, watching her let out a groan and tilt her head back, her fair neck arching back like a swan. He bit her neck, "How is Han Che compared to me? Hmm, is it that he can't satisfy you as well as I can? Look at you, you can't even handle this much!"

"Ah...woo..." Shu Lian shook her head uncontrollably, her eyes misty. "No, don't push!"
"Okay, I won't push..." Ren Chenfeng panted as he sucked on her earlobe, pulled out, and then thrust in again. "I'll fuck you! I'll fuck you! I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for the rest of your life, you can only be fucked by me! You say that's okay! Hmm"

(0.24) Black Desire 90 Your body fascinates me too much (h)
Shu Lian was already out of her mind from his thrusting, crying and screaming, but her legs were tightly clamped around him, pushing her flower hole towards his hard erection. Her tender flower opening was stretched open into a bright pink by the huge rod, swallowing and spitting out his huge member with difficulty. Although it was difficult, she was extremely accommodating.
"No...ah! Please..." Shu Lian convulsed, unconsciously begging for mercy, but she didn't know whether to beg him to be gentler or to be more forceful. Her smooth, lotus-like arms tightly hugged his neck, her legs spread open to the maximum angle, accommodating that thick and long, ferocious rod, being pounded by him until she was bent forward and backward.

"Ugh...you little slut!" Ren Chenfeng gritted his teeth. He absolutely adored her lewd and contradictory nature. Even though he knew he'd never truly entered her world, he couldn't help but imagine possessing her body, forcefully entering her heart.
Not just having sex with her, but owning her, making her smile at him like she did with Han Che. The thought of being able to do whatever he wanted with her every morning made him suddenly feel that life like this wouldn't be so bad.

"Baby..." Ren Chenfeng kissed her lips. Although his attack from below was still fierce and burning, his kisses were tender and lingering. "What can I do? Your body is so captivating..."
Shu Lian's eyes were half-open, filled with a warm, hazy mist, looking at him with a mixture of confusion and vulnerability, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.

Seeing her expression, Ren Chenfeng helplessly realized he was wasting his breath. He thrust his strong hips hard a few times, and Shu Lian's clear eyes widened suddenly. Her lower body convulsed desperately, gripping his hardness, whimpering and moaning like a cat.
Taking a deep breath, Ren Chenfeng withdrew his throbbing member, the veins on his forehead throbbing with suppressed rage. Finally, after a while, he exhaled, "You deadly woman!"

He dragged her down, positioning her face down on the table, and then thrust into her from behind.
A man's greatest concern is his sexual prowess, and she always seemed capable of challenging his pride again and again. He felt it would be a waste of his efforts to quench her thirst if he didn't punish her properly.

Shu Lian gripped the table tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. Her legs trembled as she endured his increasingly intense thrusts. Aside from loud moans, she seemed to remember nothing, completely driven by desire, devoid of reason.
Meanwhile, on the monitor, Han Che finally lost his temper. He deftly bound the woman's hands with the cloth belt she had untied herself, then ripped off the internet cable and mercilessly tied her to the chair. Because of the network outage, the monitor went completely black, showing only a jumble of static.

"Where's Ren Chenfeng?" He lingered at the door, then turned and coldly asked the woman, "Did he send you?"
The woman merely glared at him with her heavily made-up eyes, snorted, and said, "He rejected your advances and even tied you up like this. This is the first time I've encountered someone like this; how could I possibly answer him?"

Han Che frowned, went out, and opened each private room one by one. When he saw the lewd scenes inside, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he inwardly cried out in alarm.
Shu Lian was still alone. How could he have forgotten about that!

The hall was nearly empty. Han Che suddenly rushed in, drawing stares. His gaze swept anxiously over everyone before he hurriedly ran back.
Door after door opened, revealing scenes of debauchery and lewdness. Han Che's heart grew increasingly horrified and chilled. Ignoring the gazes that seemed to want to bore a hole through his back, he searched for her almost frantically. His heart felt like it was being ripped apart, plummeting, making it hard to breathe.

Finally, when he kicked open the door to the room filled with surveillance cameras, Shu Lian's scream pierced his eardrums like a shrill cry. The two people before him were entwined like vines, one face, the other, both brutally wounding his eyes.
"Shu Lian..." he murmured unconsciously, but she couldn't hear him; she had already fainted.

(0.2) Black Desire 91 Pain
Although he knew about Shu Lian's past relationship with Ren Chenfeng, Han Che still didn't expect to care so much, so much that his heart felt like it was being squeezed, twisted again and again, as if it would never let go.
His thoughts stopped for a moment, and he instinctively punched the man hard, but when he saw the bloodstains and bruises on the corner of his mouth, he still felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Ren Chenfeng stood up from the ground, his fists clenching and unclenching, his voice low and deep: "Beating me up won't change the fact that you saw it."
Looking at Shu Lian's body covered in bruises, Han Che closed his eyes, then opened them again: "Have you forgotten what I told you before?"
"Of course I remember." Ren Chenfeng straightened his disheveled clothes, "But Han Che, you forgot one thing. Who I like to be with is my freedom, and who Shu Lian is with is also her freedom. As her brother, you have no right to interfere."

A waiter pushed open the door, was startled by the scene inside, and hurriedly bowed and retreated: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Han Che's fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He glanced at Ren Chenfeng, then suddenly turned around and went out, grabbed the waiter by the back of his collar, pulled off his coat, and went back into the room to cover Shu Lian with it, then picked her up.

Seeing him about to leave, Ren Chenfeng raised an eyebrow, surprised that he let him off so easily, which seemed illogical. He reached out to stop him: "Han Che, I think we need to talk..."
Han Che pursed his lips, remaining silent. Just as he opened the door, he saw someone standing outside who was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

He Mengqing called out to him with some surprise: "Han Che!"
Turning her head, she saw the person he was holding in his arms, and her brows furrowed almost reflexively: "What happened to her? What trouble has she gotten into this time?"

Han Che's voice was very soft: "Nothing, just a little trouble."
He brushed past her with Shu Lian in his arms, and He Mengqing turned around sharply: "Han Che!"

Seeing him stop, He Mengqing's voice trembled: "These past years, how have you been? So many years without any news from you, I thought you..."
"I'm fine." Han Che lowered his eyes. He also wanted to stop and acknowledge her, but Shu Lian in his arms made his heart ache so much that he didn't know how to face this mother he both loved and hated.
“Shu Lian…she will drag you down with her…” He Mengqing stammered, “And she married…”
“Enough!” Han Che interrupted her loudly, startling He Mengqing. Even Ren Chenfeng, who had come out after them, frowned. “Shu Lian has come to this point because of you! What more do you want to humiliate her!”

“I’m doing this for your own good…”
“No need, thank you.” Han Che uttered a few cold words and walked out without looking back.

Liang Qiwei had already gone home. Han Che put Shu Lian in the car, closed the door, and was about to get into the driver’s seat when Ren Chenfeng stopped him: “Han Che, can you not act like a child? I think we should talk about this seriously. I feel sorry for Shu Lian…”
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Han Che quickly pull out a delicate silver pistol from his pocket, his arm held horizontally, pointing directly at his head.

Ren Chenfeng was startled and was about to dodge, but he reacted instinctively, slightly shifting his position. A gunshot rang out, and a waiter behind him fell straight down, still clutching the gun he hadn't pulled the trigger for.
At the same time, the valet suddenly made his move, pulling a gun from his waist. Ren Chenfeng reacted swiftly, blocking his hand, twisting it forcefully, and then performing an over-the-shoulder throw. With a bang, a bullet pierced the valet's forehead with deadly accuracy.

(0.22) Black Desire 92 Not even qualified to be persuaded.
Although the two were rivals who wanted to fight each other before, they reached a tacit understanding at this moment. Han Che rolled on the spot to dodge a bullet, reached out to support Ren Chenfeng's shoulder, kicked the gun out of the man's hand with his left leg quickly and accurately, and kicked him hard in the face with his right leg. When he got off the ground, he quickly opened the passenger door and sat in. His voice was deep: "Drive!"

Ren Chenfeng was obviously experiencing such a dangerous scene for the first time, but fortunately he was good at Taekwondo and Sanda, and he was not stupid. He got into the driver's seat, started the car, and revved the engine. The car shot off like an arrow.
The car sped out of the hotel area, and Ren Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief: "Where to?"

"Drive towards a less crowded area, there's a car following us." Han Che's voice was calm as he rummaged through the toolbox in the car, which contained two Browning pistols and several magazines. He quickly packed them up, tossed one to Ren Chenfeng, and then loaded his own, ready to fire at

any moment. The atmosphere in the car became incredibly tense. Ren Chenfeng swerved the steering wheel sharply around a corner, glancing at the gun in his hand: "You're so carefree, aren't you afraid I'll shoot you?"
Han Che merely glanced at him indifferently, then suddenly leaned half his body out of the window and fired several shots behind him. Ren Chenfeng was caught off guard and startled, then heard the screeching sound of brakes behind him. Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw that the tires of the car had been blown out, and it had crashed diagonally into the guardrail, temporarily blocking the vehicles chasing behind.

Only then did Ren Chenfeng realize that Han Che had clearly held back during their first encounter; otherwise, given Han Che's accuracy, his head would likely have been riddled with holes.
The car had already left the city and was speeding along the suburban highway. The cars behind were quickly closing in, seemingly less cautious due to the remote location. Bullets from behind ricocheted off the rear window, creating shattered circular cracks.

"Damn it! Where did you get involved with these people?" Ren Chenfeng yanked the handbrake, flooring the accelerator, his handsome brows furrowed. "These people clearly want you dead!"
“If it weren’t for you, how could I be in this mess?” Han Che gently pulled the magazine out of his gun. He glanced at the rearview mirror; Shu Lian was fast asleep, and the noise hadn’t even woken her.

A sharp pain pierced his heart. He looked away, refusing to look at her, and fired repeatedly into the back, as if venting all his anger on his pursuers.
Seemingly noticing his gaze, Ren Chenfeng tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and said, “She’s been drugged.”

Seeing Han Che hesitate slightly, he continued, “I’m not a saint, much less a gentleman. I misunderstood Shu Lian before, and it’s understandable that she was angry with me. Now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, it’s nothing.”

She was angry with him, there was a misunderstanding between them, and now it’s cleared up…
Han Che’s eyelashes drooped, his emotions unreadable. Things you want, you can strive for; things you’ve lost, you can get back. But what about Shu Lian?
They were blood relatives, and he had no right to stop her from choosing whomever she wanted. If she had a misunderstanding with someone, wouldn't it be better to clarify it? At most, he could only watch her leave, abandoning him, just like years ago, when he didn't even have the right to plead with her to stay.

He knew, he knew, that Ren Chenfeng's words weren't credible, yet every word struck his Achilles' heel.
It turned out that this love he thought could be perfect hadn't even left him the right to protect it; anyone could easily shatter it into pieces with a flick of their finger.

(0.22) Black Desire 93 I Want a Child
Ren Chenfeng drove the Passat like a sports car without saying a word. Whenever there was a sharp turn, Han Che would take advantage of the slowing vehicles behind to blow out several tires.
The car sped along the road for nearly two hours, finally leaving all the tails behind. Even though all the car's windows had been replaced with bulletproof ones, the rear windows were also shattered.

It's said that male friendships are forged in life-or-death situations, but Han Che didn't buy into that. Just as Ren Chenfeng stepped out of the car to hug Shu Lian, Han Che punched him again.
"Damn it!" Ren Chenfeng was truly enraged this time. Did this brat really think that his repeated forbearance meant he was afraid of him? He clenched his fists and retaliated.

The fight was completely chaotic. Han Che was always quick and agile, and Ren Chenfeng, a regular at the gym, wasn't bad either. They went back and forth, neither gaining an advantage.
When Ren Chenfeng successfully kicked Han Che against the wall, coughing violently, he wiped his mouth hard, wincing in pain, his hand turning red.

This brat had actually disfigured him!
Han Che, panting heavily, stared at him for a long while before turning around and opening the car door. Judging from his expression, he was planning to call it a day.

"I've had my fill of beating you up!" Ren Chenfeng cursed. "Hey, I have to keep the car, right? You don't expect me to walk back!"
Ignoring him completely, Han Che treated him like air.

"Han Che!" Ren Chenfeng reached out to stop him from pulling on the iron gate. "Shu Lian will get married sooner or later. She can't live with her brother forever, you understand?"
"If you really like her that much, you should think about her..."
"Get out!" Han Che's voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely fierce.

Ren Chenfeng paused, his expression unreadable. After a long while, he nodded: "Whatever."
Han Che didn't look at him again, picked up Shu Lian, and went inside. The iron gate slammed shut behind him without any politeness.
"Shit!" Ren Chenfeng kicked the back of the beat-up car angrily, then hissed and frowned.
Damn it, he had worked like a slave for these two siblings all night, and now he really had to walk back!

When Shu Lian groggily opened her eyes, Han Che was covering her with the blanket. He smelled faintly of gardenias, and her bare skin felt warm and comfortable against the smooth silk blanket; he must have given her another bath.
For some reason, her head ached, she felt dizzy, tired, and weary. Seeing him get up to leave, Shu Lian called out to him, "Che..."

He paused, then sat back down, his voice soft, "Yes, I'm here."
"My head hurts... Weren't we at the banquet? Why are you back?" Shu Lian rubbed her forehead, still groggy.
After a moment of silence, Han Che tucked her in, "You're drunk. Get some sleep, and it won't hurt tomorrow."

Shu Lian gave an "oh," turned over, and fell asleep again. In her hazy state, she heard Han Che calling her.
She didn't know if he answered; she just felt so sleepy and tired that she stayed curled up in the blanket, not moving.
Han Che lifted the blanket and hugged her from behind. Their bodies pressed tightly together. She curled up, and he curled up too. Every inch of their skin was pressed together, like two overlapping spoons.

"Shu Lian, how wonderful it would be if we could have a child." Han Che's voice was low, unlike his usual coquettish tone. It sounded more like he was talking to himself, his voice ethereal and dreamlike.
For some reason, even though she was sleeping soundly, Shu Lian heard him clearly. She chuckled and murmured, "You're still a child, and you want a child..."

She turned over, found the most comfortable position to snuggle into his arms, and fell into a deep sleep again. Her dream was beautiful. She and Che were young, and gardenias bloomed into a sea. She and he played and frolicked among them, as if they had never grown up and were still children.

(0.2) Black Desire 94 The affair was exposed.
When she woke up in the morning, the sun was out. Warm golden light peeked in through the gaps in the curtains and spread over the blankets. Even in winter, it felt warm.
Stretching, Shu Lian got up and drew back the curtains. The bright sunlight was a little dazzling, and she squinted slightly, but seemed to vaguely hear some voices.

Peeking down, she saw Qin Ying and Han Che.
Qin Ying was sitting on the white swing set that Shu Lian loved as a child, swinging back and forth gently, her face revealing her usual nonchalant yet radiant beauty and charm. Han Che, sitting opposite her, had his back to Shu Lian, bathed in sunlight as if enveloped in a soft halo.

"Why did you stand me up last night?" Han Che's voice was a little soft. Shu Lian leaned forward, then, afraid of being discovered, shrank back, but still heard his words clearly.
After thinking for a moment, she slipped on her slippers and quietly moved to a room closest to them so she could hear more clearly.

Not knowing what she'd missed, when Shu Lian leaned out the window again to listen, Qin Ying's voice seemed to carry a hint of sneer: "Han Che, if you're not interested in me, don't do things that cause misunderstandings every day. Even if you don't mind, Shu Lian is watching. I have feelings for you, but I don't want to be a backup."
"I didn't mean that." Han Che's voice was slightly urgent. For some reason, even though she couldn't see his face, Shu Lian felt a momentary daze upon hearing his tone.

After a long silence, Han Che spoke again, seemingly having calmed down: "If I did anything that caused you to misunderstand before, I apologize."
Qin Ying hummed in agreement, neither confirming nor denying.

"But last night... something happened..." Han Che's voice was somewhat strange, "Since you're so bothered by our relationship, let's not see each other anymore. Please don't get close to Shu Lian again, and don't make any more decisions for her."
The fingers gripping the windowsill tightened noticeably involuntarily, and even Shu Lian herself felt her fingers growing cold.

Qin Ying raised her eyebrows, a clear anger flashing in her eyes, but her face beamed with a smile: "Since Young Master Han has spoken, it would be pointless for me to keep pestering him. Shu Lian is stupid and clumsy; it would be a joke for me to compete with her for a man!"
"If you want compensation..."
"You've already given me more than enough compensation." Qin Ying interrupted him, stood up, and playfully pinched his cheek. "How should I put it? Whether it was the excitement and pleasure you brought me that night, or that considerable sum of money, I enjoyed it all very much..."
She winked seductively, blew a breath into his ear, her voice slow and low, yet still clear enough for Shu Lian on the second floor to hear: "Young Master Che, you're a big spender, rich in your arms, and powerful in bed. Remember to patronize my business again sometime when you're lonely."

She brushed past his shoulder, took two steps forward, and finally couldn't hold back any longer. She picked up a glass of water from the table, turned around, and splashed it hard on Han Che's face. Then she walked towards the door without looking back.
She brought this on herself. She's just a prostitute; why did she have to learn to be a good person? She wasted her sincerity, and the man didn't even appreciate it.

Qin Ying looked up, her eyes brimming with tears , but she stubbornly held them back.
Neither she nor Han Che knew that behind the second-floor window, Shu Lian clenched her fists tightly. Though no tears fell, she felt as if her heart had been torn in two.

(0.22) Black Desire 95 You Seduced Me (h)
Silence is always harder than outburst. Shu Lian didn't know how much effort she had to suppress the urge to understand everything.
Things were already clear enough; further questioning would only lead to hysteria, which was pointless.

Han Che appeared in the mirror in front of her, walking towards her step by step, then wrapping his arms around her from behind.
The familiar scent of gardenias lingered; his eyes, still clear as a lake, seemed to hold a hidden sorrow.

Shu Lian closed her eyes, took a breath, turned around, wrapped her arms around his neck, and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips, trying not to think about why he was so sad.
Soft and warm, she tentatively parted his lips with her tongue. There seemed to be a brief hesitation; Han Che had just opened his mouth when she darted in, her tongue touching his, swimming in his mouth like a fish.

His breathing was slightly unsteady, but he remained motionless until her hand slipped inside his clothes, its cool touch creeping up his chest, and Han Che let out a soft gasp.
"Not feeling well," Shu Lian said, pulling away from him and looking into his eyes. Seeing that his usually bright, star-like eyes were now misty, her unease lessened considerably.

Han Che shook his head, opened his mouth as if to say something, but hesitated, only looking at her with a look of apparent heartache.
Shu Lian raised her head, wanting to kiss him, but somehow, she bit his chin. He let out a soft sigh, then kissed her neck with satisfaction, murmuring, "Che, I don't like you looking at me like that..."

He obediently closed his eyes: "Okay, I won't look."
Shu Lian wrapped her arms around his neck, recalling scenes from novels and TV shows, kissing his neck little by little until her handiwork was completely covered. Then she took his earlobe into her mouth, extending her tongue to lick and suckle it. A

soft, broken moan escaped his throat. Han Che opened his eyes, grabbing her restless hand inside his clothes, his voice slightly hoarse: "Shu Lian..."
"Mmm..." He seemed very sensitive to this kind of kiss; with each lick, he trembled slightly.
"You're seducing me..." "
Mmm ..."
"..." "
I don't like it." "I
like it..." He reached out and grabbed her hand, avoiding her dense, mischievous kisses, eagerly searching for her lips.

"Mmm..." Their lips met, like glue, and he reached out to cup the back of her head, kissing her fiercely, as if eager to prove something, his kiss passionate and lingering.
He slipped his hands under her clothes, reaching for her soft, unadorned body, gently kneading and caressing it. Shu Lian tilted her head back, enjoying his caresses, while wrapping her arms around his well-defined waist, mimicking his movements, slowly stroking his body, little by little, inch by inch, leaving no stone unturned.

Until her hands touched his burning heat, taking his already erect member into her palm, grasping it and stroking it up and down, Han Che let out a soft groan, tilting his head back, his handsome eyebrows furrowing slightly, his breathing becoming rapid: "Shu Lian..."
"Yes, I'm here..." As soon as he released her, she seized the opportunity to lower her head, tearing open her already disheveled clothes, and kissing that small protrusion.
"Ah..." Han Che let out a soft cry, his face instantly turning red. "No... Shu Lian..."
"No what?" Shu Lian's face remained red, but upon hearing his uncontrollable moan, she felt a surge of curiosity, wanting to see what kind of expression he would make and what kind of reaction he would have because of her actions.

She stuck out her tongue and gently licked his penis, then bit it with her teeth, gently rubbing it: "Don't lick like that, or don't bite like that."
Feeling the firmness in her left palm bounce, seemingly growing even larger, Shu Lian almost moaned along with him, her voice becoming soft and delicate: "You always help me like this..."

(0.2) Black Desire 96 Only for You to Be Bad (h)
"Shu Lian... Shu Lian..." Han Che groaned, lifting her head and kissing her fiercely. Unlike before, his kiss was intense and passionate, as if he wanted to devour her whole. "You've become naughty..."
Shu Lian breathed heavily, enduring his passion, her voice soft and delicate, yet her words were clear: "Yes, I've become naughty, only for you..."

Feeling himself lifted up, he opened his mouth and, through her clothes, took her breast in his mouth, his passion unprecedented. Shu Lian felt a surreal, floating sensation, reaching out to encircle his head: "Che, you're mine alone, no one can take you away!"
He placed her on the bed and pecked her lips: "Silly girl, I love you, only you. No one will take you away, and no one can take you away."

Shu Lian blocked his restless, wandering hands, looking earnestly into his eyes: "Really?"
"Of course, really." Han Che was a little out of breath, and when he noticed her serious expression, he was taken aback. "What?"

Shu Lian used her strength to flip him over and press him down, then smiled and said, "Then you have to listen to me today."
After saying that, she tore off the belt of her nightgown and tied his hands tightly to the headboard. Han Che was a little confused and wanted to struggle, but when he saw her glare, he immediately lay still.

Shu Lian tore off his already crumpled clothes and threw them on the side of the bed. Han Che bit his lip and looked at her from bottom to top, unsure of what she wanted to do. His body was long and supple, with just the right amount of muscle definition. Even Shu Lian, who was usually passive in sex, found it very pleasing to the eye.
Shu Lian blushed and slowly took off her clothes. Her full and perky breasts, her slender waist, and her flat and smooth abdomen were revealed. Further down, the troublesome nightgown covered all her curves.

Even so, it was enough to arouse Han Che, whose desire was already intense, to an even greater degree.
He shifted his waist, pressing his erection against her buttocks, his voice tinged with a hint of pleading: "Shu Lian, let me go, please... it hurts..."

"Where does it hurt?" Shu Lian bent down, her soft black hair brushing against his face, tickling him. She kissed his lips, then slowly moved down, taking his nipple into her mouth, gently sucking and licking, then slowly kissing his lower abdomen, reaching out to grasp his throbbing erection, "It hurts here."
"Mmm..." Han Che looked up, watching her kiss him while stroking his erection, his voice trembling slightly. "Shu Lian... don't torture me, let me go, be good..."

"No!" Shu Lian refused immediately, speeding up her stroking. Han Che seemed even more dissatisfied, struggling beneath her, seemingly not enjoying her services at all, making her feel even more frustrated.
It seemed she really wasn't good at this, but letting him go like this would be too embarrassing.

Shu Lian pulled the blanket over Han Che's head, lowered her head, and took the trembling, nodding hot iron into her mouth.
"Uh..." Seemingly not expecting her to do this, Han Che let out a muffled groan under the blanket, then gasped for breath.

Shu Lian only felt the hardness throbbing violently in her mouth, almost popping out, the thick shaft filling her mouth completely, making it almost impossible to suck.
She reached out and pinched the lower end of the shaft, slowly pulling it out a bit. She moistened the shaft with saliva, then slowly took it back in, her tongue wrapping around the tip, licking it like an ice pop. She heard Han Che pant heavily, his voice trembling as he called her, "Shu Lian... Shu Lian..."

(0.22) Black Desire 97 Don't suck, I can't hold back (h)
"Mmm..." Shu Lian had something in her mouth and couldn't speak. Seeing him bending his legs in unbearable discomfort, she reached out and pressed them down, sucking hard twice, eliciting a low groan from him. Then she let go, "Don't you like me helping you like this?"
"I like it..." Han Che almost gritted his teeth as he answered her question, his hands, which were tied to the bed, clenching and unclenching. "But..." But I can't bear to.

He didn't want to admit that although her technique was clumsy, it still made him feel extremely comfortable. Even when her teeth accidentally scraped him, it would arouse him shivers. Just thinking about his penis being held in her mouth made him feel all the blood in his body concentrate at that point, as if it would explode at any moment.
But she was his favorite Shu Lian. He wanted to hold her in his hands and give her all the happiness in the world. How could he bear to let her do this for him?

"Mmm... um..." Shu Lian used her mouth to suck on his hard penis, mimicking intercourse by moving it back and forth. Han Che felt like he was going crazy. Her mouth was small and could hardly contain his increasingly hard desire. The sound of his penis rubbing against her lips with saliva was loud and clear. Just listening to it made him almost unable to resist. He just wanted to break free from the restraints and press her down hard on his body.

Silently biting the blanket with his teeth, he slowly pulled it to the side, enduring her torture-like treatment while slowly freeing himself from under the wide blanket. Han Che only needed to lift his head slightly to see Shu Lian buried between his legs, her lips stretched wide by his bulging male penis. The reddish-purple penis and her moist pink lips formed a strong contrast, a scene so beautiful it was almost obscene. She was struggling to swallow him, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her movements extremely labored.

Han Che felt an overwhelming surge of pleasure wash over him. He groaned and, unable to resist any longer, arched his back to meet her. His hot, erect member trembled violently. Even though he was already beyond his control, Han Che still gasped and called out to her, "Shu Lian, spit it out! I... I can't hold back anymore..."

Shu Lian was startled by his sudden, clear voice. Looking up, she realized that he had somehow emerged from under the covers and had seen her clearly as she took him in her mouth. She felt the thing in her mouth growing increasingly swollen and throbbing. With a determined heart, she lowered her head and took him deep into her mouth, almost swallowing the whole thing. Each time she took him in, she let out a muffled groan, and each time she pulled him out, there was a wet, sticky sound. She quickly manipulated his desire, wanting only to give him the greatest pleasure.

"Uh...ah..." Han Che completely collapsed, unable to control himself any longer. He forcefully thrust his penis into her mouth, holding it tightly against her. His swollen desire throbbed rapidly in her mouth, ejaculating streams of hot semen until it could no longer be contained within her mouth, slowly sliding down the corners of her lips.
"Pfft, cough cough..." Shu Lian clearly hadn't expected this outcome, and was choked by him, coughing violently. Han Che gasped for breath, recovering from the extreme pleasure, and saw Shu Lian coughing until her eyes were wet, the white semen sliding down the corners of her lips, dripping onto her full, jade-like breasts, her small face flushed, her eyes looking like they could burst into tears at any moment.

It's hard to describe what kind of emotion this is. He clearly felt heartache, yet a strange impulse drove him. His penis, which had just been released, quickly became erect again. Han Che awkwardly moved away, afraid of being discovered by her. His dark eyes were as if veiled by a thin layer of mist, hazy and full of lust.

(0.22) Black Desire 98 I don't want anyone but you (h)
She picked up the cup on the bedside table and took a sip of water. It was a little cold. Shu Lian frowned, swallowed, and found it icy cold with a strange taste.
She turned her head and saw Han Che staring at her without blinking. Her face flushed slightly. She knew that her actions today were very bold, but didn't men like women like this? Qin Ying was good at dressing up and had a lot of charm. Han Che probably slept with Qin Ying because of her boldness.

"Shu Lian, help me untie this now, okay?" Han Che's voice was a little hoarse. He wanted to hold her, kiss her, and hold her tightly within his body.
"Was that comfortable just now?" Shu Lian didn't answer him, resting her head on his chest, hearing his rapid, pounding heartbeat. "Did you like me helping you like this?"
"Yes, yes." Han Che kissed her hair a few times. "But Shu Lian, I don't want you to feel wronged because of me..."
"Not wronged..." Shu Lian smiled and raised her head, kissing his lips. Han Che eagerly captured her tongue, their tongues entwined until they were both breathless. Then she pressed her forehead against his. "I didn't know what love was before, but now I understand. Because I love someone, I'm willing to do anything for them..."

Feeling his body stiffen, Shu Lian reached out and hugged him. "Making you happy, I don't feel wronged at all. Che, I promised you I'd try. I always treated you like a child, but now I know. I love you, not just familial love. You're my man. I don't like seeing you with other women, not even talking to them. You are my..." "Just one, just one!"

Seeing him still staring blankly at her with his bright, starry eyes, Shu Lian reached between his legs and grasped his burning member, biting his lip: "I won't allow you to talk to other women, I won't allow you to like anyone else. Everything you have is mine, and you can't give even a little bit to anyone else!"
Han Che finally snapped out of his daze, his voice so gentle it was almost cloying: "Silly Shu Lian, idiot Shu Lian, I've liked you since I was little, I only like you. I don't want anyone else but you, how could I like anyone else?"

He responded to her kiss, feeling her lift her hips, slowly swallowing his member, and tilted her head back to hum softly: "Don't you believe me?"
"I don't believe you, I don't believe you!" Shu Lian was almost brought to tears by the fullness inside her. She actually wanted to believe, whether it was true or false, just because at this moment, their bodies were tightly intertwined, they shared the same blood. Even if he was lying to her, she would accept it, at least she had truly loved him without reservation.

She began to rock back and forth, his body tightly enveloped in her embrace, constantly squeezing and sucking. His hardness seemed to pierce her, to create a hole, yet she felt utterly satisfied, like a small boat tossed about in a giant wave.
Her full breasts rose and fell with the movements. Knowing full well that she was being wanton and shameful, Shu Lian bit her lip, reaching out to grasp her ample breasts, moaning softly until the moans gradually became uncontrollable, turning into loud moans. Because she wasn't very wet, each penetration brought a feeling of fullness and pain, but it was precisely this pain that made her clearly feel that she was now one with him, that they were firmly connected, and neither could be separated.

"Shu Lian...you bad guy..." Han Che panted, thrusting his waist upwards repeatedly, each time penetrating with all his might, but because his hands were bound, he always felt it wasn't enough. Watching her blushing cheeks as she kneaded his favorite full and soft breasts, he felt his lower body throbbing with pain as if it were about to explode. Watching her so blatantly seduce him, yet unable to hold her and do as he pleased, was a torture akin to being slowly sliced to death.

(0.22) Black Desire 99 You're making me scream (h)
Black Desire 99 You're making me scream (h)
"Che...ah...I'm almost there..." Perhaps it was this position that allowed him to sit very deep, each thrust hitting her G-spot hard. Shu Lian bit her lip, closed her eyes, and groaned loudly, her fair face flushed. Her slender hands supported her chest, quickening her up-and-down movements. Her inner walls constantly squeezed and sucked, as if trying to brutally break his hardness.

Her full breasts bounced up and down with the increasingly rapid movements, but due to lack of strength, her waist ached more and more, and she could no longer exert herself, yet she still couldn't reach the peak of pleasure. Shu Lian whimpered and moaned, looking at him with pitiful eyes, like an innocent cat.

Finally freeing himself from her restraints, Han Che flipped her over and pinned her down, ignoring Shu Lian's screams, and kissed her lips fiercely. His slender fingers danced wantonly on her body, kneading and caressing, not letting go of any inch: "Shu Lian, you bad boy! You've tormented me for so long, now it's my turn to punish you!"

He lowered his head and took her full, white breast into his mouth, sucking and rubbing it, then lifted his hips to withdraw his member, and then thrust hard, his hard, large member unstoppable, slamming against her inner walls, sending shivers down her spine.
"Ah—" Shu Lian cried out, her voice soft and sweet, "Che... um... so deep!"

Han Che also groaned, his Adam's apple bobbing as he breathed heavily. Finally regaining control, he didn't have time to think and began thrusting into her fiercely.
The previous lubrication was sufficient. Shu Lian's legs were wide open, her eyes moist as she endured his assault. Her already blooming, delicate flower was stretched to its limit. With each thrust, the surrounding petals were squeezed in, and with each withdrawal, the pink inner walls were turned inside out.

Honey flowed freely, the sounds of water were lewd, and the sounds of flesh slapping were clearly audible in the air. Shu Lian groaned loudly, her face flushed with shame, yet she tried to spread her legs as wide as possible to match his thrusts. Her eyes were hazy with spring water, her gaze seductive, looking at him without flinching, as if deliberately enticing him. Her moans were both delicate and alluring, capable of stealing one's soul.

"Shu Lian... Shu Lian... You're so passionate today..." Han Che couldn't resist her gaze. He lowered his head and captured her lips, their kiss passionate and intense. Waves of tingling pleasure surged from their joined bodies, spreading from his tailbone throughout his entire being.
"Hmm... You don't like it?" Shu Lian braced herself with her hands behind her back, supporting herself as they passionately kissed. After a long while, they parted, their lips still connected by a silvery sheen. She lowered her head, watching his burning heat thrust in and out between her legs, each thrust fierce and forceful, each one without reservation. "Che... harder! Ah... so good!"

"Uh..." Han Che gritted his teeth, panting, his voice slightly hoarse. "You're making me scream!"
Seeing her bold gaze fixed on their joined bodies, Han Che was almost driven mad by Shu Lian's passion. He lifted her up, straddling her waist, and thrust upwards with all his might, repeatedly parting her tight, tender flesh and pounding into her core.

"Does this feel good?" He bit her earlobe, attacking her body with all his might. If he could, he would rather die here, not wanting anything, not caring about anything, only him and her, man and woman, and this moment of perfect union would be eternal.
"Mmm...mmm..." Shu Lian was already out of her mind from his thrusting, her breathing became more and more rapid, her face became more and more red, and she could only hum some muffled nasal sounds, "Ah...Che...I...feel so good...ah!"

(0.22) Black Desire 100 Believe it takes courage (h)
She suddenly reached out and hugged him tightly, and her moans became high-pitched and charming: "Ah...Che! Faster...faster...ah ah!"
Feeling the constant convulsions and spasms in her body, the originally tender and smooth soft flesh seemed to suddenly grow small mouths, sucking his hardness tightly. Han Che knew that she was about to reach her climax. He pressed her down on the bed, lifted her legs with his arms, and quickly thrust his waist and hips, penetrating her hard, rising and falling with great force, deep thrusting and fierce pounding.

"Che! Che! Ah..." Shu Lian called his name unconsciously, her nails digging deep into his back. Her legs were sore and numb, as if they had been pounded until they were numb, but there was still a continuous wave of pleasure surging out. The extreme pleasure made her vision blur, but those dark and bright eyes were firmly locked on her, not missing any expression on her face.
Shu Lian groaned, gripping his back tightly, but Han Che seemed oblivious to the pain, thrusting deeply and passionately into her while kissing her tenderly. "Shu Lian, Shu Lian, say you love me again, I want to hear it."

"Ah! Hmm..." Shu Lian was rendered speechless by his onslaught, her eyes blurred with tears as she looked at him. She reached out and hugged him, using all her strength to meet his gaze. "Che! Hmm... I love you, I love you! Ah—"
Her body felt as if he had opened her to her fullest, a powerful, overwhelming pleasure engulfing her. Shu Lian tilted her head back, as if she saw a dazzling array of colors blooming before her. Her pleasure had reached its peak, yet tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"Han Che... Han Che..." She clung to him tightly, almost as if she wanted to merge with him.
"Don't lie to me, don't hurt me..." she silently cried out in her heart, unable to speak aloud. She could only endure his increasingly intense thrusts. Her sensitive body seemed unable to withstand his powerful impacts, feeling as if her soul was floating away, leaving only an empty shell. She didn't know whether to feel sorrow or joy, clinging to him desperately as if on the verge of death, savoring that ancient and timeless, mysterious bliss.

Almost simultaneously, Han Che reached his climax with her, thrusting rapidly and deeply. He groaned as he withdrew his desire, releasing it outside her. Seemingly sensing her emotions, he kissed her lips fiercely until they were both breathless. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, opened his mouth, hesitated, and ultimately said nothing, simply holding her tightly.

After the passion, seemingly exhausted, Shu Lian nestled in his arms, her eyelids drooping. She didn't want to sleep, but her thoughts began to wander uncontrollably.
Just as she was almost asleep, Han Che suddenly spoke: "Even if everyone in this world betrays you, only I won't..."
His voice murmured, low, perhaps not even intending for her to hear. He placed a kiss on her brow: "Do you believe me, Shu Lian..."

Shu Lian didn't know whether she believed him or not. If being with Ren Chenfeng before was forced, she had to admit there was a moment of confused illusion. Until Han Che reappeared in her life, she thought this was true love, true happiness, but unexpectedly, she was still hurt.
Truly trusting someone takes courage. She didn't even understand the answer to whether she believed him, so how could she give him an answer?

She only knew that this time, she had truly opened herself up to him without reservation. If he wanted to hurt her, he only needed to stab her in the heart, without any effort, to kill her. She
only had Han Che left, but he held a knife in his hand, and she didn't know when that knife would stab her.

Han Che's phone suddenly rang. The new message was short: Young Master, return to the Feng family immediately. The car is downstairs. Uncle Zhang left.

(0.22) Black Desire 101 Strange
Zhang Song's men were very efficient. In less than half an hour, they had loaded the necessary large items into the car. As for whether Han Che would agree, that was another matter.
Uncle Zhang's message was simple: Mr. Feng hoped that you and Miss Shu could move back to the Feng family home. However, this "hope" was merely a polite expression; the subtext was that if he wanted Han Che to move, Han Che had to.

Moreover, Han Che knew best why Feng Jinran had summoned Uncle Zhang: if he disagreed, Uncle Zhang would beat him until he did.
This was an essential part of his upbringing; only Han Che truly understood the explosive fighting power of this seemingly frail and refined man nearing fifty.
After all, he had grown up being punched by him.

The second piece of news Uncle Zhang brought concerned the pursuit last night.
"Our initial assessment is that these people were sent by Kong Feng, but we don't have evidence yet. We can only wait and see," Uncle Zhang said expressionlessly to Han Che from the passenger seat.

Only then did Shu Lian learn about Han Che's chase the previous night, her eyes widening in shock: "How could such a thing happen? Isn't this a society governed by law? How could someone so blatantly shoot and kill someone in the street?"
"Miss Shu hasn't been involved in this circle, so it's normal that you don't know. You'll see more of this in the future, and it won't be surprising," Uncle Zhang's answer was clearly formulaic.

Han Che, however, seemed somewhat distracted. He comforted Shu Lian by holding her hand, but his eyes were fixed on the window, his tone indifferent: "My brother's information network is very efficient."
He was chased in the middle of the night, and besides Ren Chenfeng and the unconscious Shu Lian, there was no one else present. Yet, in just one night, Feng Jinran knew everything.

It felt like he was being monitored constantly, even as the young master of Feng Huo Tang, he was treated like a prisoner.
He hated this feeling!
Uncle Zhang seemed oblivious to the unspoken meaning in his words, his expression remaining consistently formal: "Mr. Feng is concerned about you."

"Che, if the Han residence isn't safe, we can move somewhere else," Shu Lian said, "or we could go to the school; the student dorms there aren't bad. After all, moving there and disturbing Mr. Feng doesn't seem appropriate."
More importantly, she felt something was off about Feng Jinran, as if two people lived inside him.

"No!"
"No!"
Almost simultaneously, Han Che and Uncle Zhang rejected her suggestion outright.

Seeing Uncle Zhang wisely shut up, Han Che said gently, "Kong Feng's target isn't just me now, but you too."
Seeing Shu Lian's mouth drop in surprise, Han Che sighed, "Although he didn't recognize you yesterday, he should find out your identity soon. Besides the Feng family, I can't think of a safer place."

Shu Lian remained silent for a long time: "Because I'm also a member of the Han family?"
Uncle Zhang's eyes glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his gaze somewhat strange.
Han Che remained silent for even longer before finally answering, "Although I wanted to answer you, I truly don't know."

Shu Lian smiled, her eyes unusually bright as she looked at him. "If that's really the case, I'd be quite happy."
"To be a member of the Han family, even in death, wouldn't be a wasted life."
As a child, she became a member of the Han family because her father accepted her. Now, she becomes a member of the Han family because she and Han Che love each other, and it is love that brings them together.

Han Che paused, his eyes flickering slightly, but he turned his head away. "Silly girl."
Shu Lian smiled and leaned on his shoulder, watching the scenery outside rush by. She didn't notice the strange gaze in the rearview mirror until it disappeared, at which point Han Che let out a very soft sigh.

(0.26) Black Desire 102 Staying at the Feng Family Mansion The Feng family
mansion is not only Feng Jinran's home, but also the headquarters of Feng Huotang. Therefore, it is not just a simple villa. It is located on a mountain, surrounded by red maple trees. In autumn, the maple leaves are as red as fire, and now, the leaves are falling everywhere.
It is clear that Feng Jinran likes quiet and prefers all things classical Chinese elegance. The villa looks normal from the outside, but once inside, it is a different world. There are ink wash paintings of landscapes with ancient charm, furniture made of high-quality mahogany, and antique-style standing vases. Even though Shu Lian has no knowledge of these things, she is still amazed by the elegant and exquisite furnishings.

If an outsider were to come, they would never guess that this is the home of a well-known big brother in the underworld.
A servant took Shu Lian and Han Che's luggage and led them upstairs. They saw a jade carving of a child on the wall, which was particularly exquisite and delicate, especially its pair of dark eyes, which looked particularly bright. Shu Lian, curious, reached out to touch it, but Han Che grabbed her arm.

"This is a pinhole camera." He moved the child slightly, revealing a very thin connecting wire behind it.
Shu Lian stuck out her tongue, "That's ridiculous, just like on TV."
Seeing her childish expression, Han Che chuckled, "Everything here isn't as simple as it seems. It's best not to touch any of these things."
Shu Lian nodded, "Don't worry, I was just curious. Besides, these things look expensive; I can't afford to pay for them if I break them."

"Let's go." Han Che took her hand. The servants had already gone ahead. He turned his head to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, leaning down to say in a very soft voice, "Don't trust anyone here."
She looked at him in surprise. Han Che had already returned to his usual expression, showing no abnormality. It seemed like her imagination had just run wild.

Han Che's room remained unchanged, untouched. Shu Lian's room was arranged next to his. Pushing open the door, one saw soft, light yellow curtains and a large, plush bed in the same color. The furnishings were different from the classical style outside, clearly having been arranged beforehand in a fresh, girly style.
"Mr. Feng said that if Miss Shu is dissatisfied with anything, it can be changed immediately." The maid placed the luggage inside and stood at her sides in the doorway, her attitude utterly impeccable.

Clearly surprised that Feng Jinran was so attentive to their move back, Shu Lian felt somewhat flattered: "No need, I like it very much, thank you."
"You're welcome. Since Miss Shu is Young Master Che's family, she is also Mr. Feng's family. Miss Shu can call me anytime if she needs anything." After saying this, Afu nodded to Han Che standing beside her and turned to go downstairs.

Only after his figure completely disappeared around the corner did Shu Lian look at Han Che: "Your older brother... is really particular."
"He's always been like this. He's actually a very good person, although he can be quite strict with me sometimes..." Han Che lowered his head, his expression a little dazed, but Shu Lian didn't notice.
"Being strict isn't necessarily a bad thing. It shows he truly considers you a brother." Shu Lian opened her arms and sank herself into the large bed. "But I feel quite embarrassed by his politeness; it's rather bothersome to him." "
Is that so..." Han Che's reply didn't seem to connect to her words, a complex emotion flashing across his eyes.

Shu Lian finally realized something was wrong, got up and pinched Han Che's cheek: "What's wrong? You seem to have something on your mind."
Han Che shook his head, remained silent for a while, then suddenly reached into her bag, took out his phone, dialed a number, and saved it.
"What is this?"
"A phone call," Han Che replied, hesitating for a moment, "If one day I tell you to make this call, you must do so immediately and have him pick you up."

"Who is this person?" Shu Lian suddenly felt something was strange, and a sense of vigilance arose in her heart, "Che, are you hiding something from me?"
"You'll know when the time comes. Right now... I don't know either." Han Che's answer was rather helpless. He reached out and hugged her, a hint of sorrow in his eyes. Shu Lian, if that day really comes, don't blame me for pushing you away. In this situation, I really can't find anyone I can trust.
"No matter what happens, as long as you're okay, I'll be at ease." He murmured, smelling the fragrance in her hair, feeling a strange sensation, as if his whole body had been soaked in cool water.

(0.22) Black Desire 103 Detective Data
"According to this data, Kong Feng was indeed the mastermind behind the massacre of the Han family back then. Therefore, it can be inferred that the pursuit that Feng Shao and Han Che encountered that night was 90% likely sent by Kong Feng."
Ren Chenfeng looked at the data in his hand, listening to the private detective's statement, his eyes darkening.

"Kong Feng must have discovered Han Che's true identity and wanted to eliminate him completely to prevent future revenge."
"So, according to you, Shu Lian's current situation is also very dangerous." He narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

The private investigator hesitated for a moment, then said, "Logically, that should be the case. Although Shu Lian isn't a blood relative of the Han family, she is Han Che's half-sister, sharing the same mother but a different father. Moreover, the Han family adopted her back then and treated her like their own. Kong Feng's biggest public display of activity after his release from prison is his search for a girl with the surname Han or He, which is undoubtedly aimed at Shu Lian."

"And the information you gave me about Feng Huo Tang..."
"Absolutely true, without a doubt." The private investigator's tone was very certain. "The mastermind is indeed Kong Feng, but the ones who carried out the attack were indeed from Feng Huo Tang. I don't know the specific reasons. However, based on the information we have now, Kong Feng and Feng Huo Tang are both involved in the Han family's massacre."

He paused and added, "The reason Han Che couldn't find out about this was indeed because Feng Jinran was preventing it from happening. After all, although Han Che is aloof, he is always ruthless and decisive in his actions. He has been with Feng Huo Tang for so many years and has a lot of information on Feng Huo Tang's illegal transactions. He must have also gathered some loyal subordinates. If he knew about this, it would be difficult to bring down Feng Jinran, but at least he could fight to the death."

"Ruthless and decisive," Ren Chenfeng scoffed. "I might have believed it before, but now... it's impossible."
Although he wasn't involved in the underworld, he had interacted with Fu Rongfan a lot and understood a thing or two. In this line of work, the most important thing is to be single-minded. Han Che used to be alone, unafraid of bloodshed or death, but now that Shu Lian is involved, it will be difficult for him to decisively bring down Feng Jinran!

"What does Young Master Feng mean..." The detective, observing the situation, had long heard about the discord between Han Che and Ren Chenfeng. He didn't know Ren Chenfeng's intention in this matter—whether to bring him down or to help him.
"It won't be easy for Han Che to bring down that Feng guy, but with Tianyu's support behind the scenes, what do you think his chances are?" Ren Chenfeng curled his lips into a wicked smile. "Old Li, you're a smart man. Don't say I didn't warn you. There are so many natural and man-made disasters these days. You should know what to say and what not to say."

Detective Li nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Young Master Feng. People in our line of work definitely know the rules. As long as Young Master Feng doesn't reveal the source of the information, I guarantee this information won't be given to a second person!"
He paused, seemingly hesitant: "Besides, that smiling fox Feng Jinran has been watching us closely. I'm risking my life to make a living. If it weren't for Young Master Feng's generosity, even if you put a knife to my throat, I wouldn't dare sell this information!"

"Mutual benefit, no one loses out." Ren Chenfeng took out a pre-prepared check, waved it in front of him, and smiled. "If you have any more detailed information, come find me anytime. As for the price... I definitely won't let you lose out."
Detective Li took the check, looked at the amount, and couldn't suppress his joy. He put the check away and said, "Then I'll be going now. If you need anything, Young Master Feng, just call me anytime."

Ren Chenfeng nodded and asked his secretary to see him out.
He had promised Han Che to get Kong Feng's information for him, but the more clues he had, the more confusing the matter became. If Kong Feng and Feng Huotang had joined forces to destroy the Han family, then what was Feng Jinran up to? Why did he take in Han Che and raise him as his successor?

(0.22) Black Desire 104 He wanted to possess that woman.
There are no secrets in the world. You have to cut the weeds and remove the roots. Raising a tiger will eventually cause trouble. Everyone understands this principle. There's no reason for Feng Jinran to keep a time bomb by his side every day.
What's even more troubling is the situation between these two. Han Che is still the young master of Feng Huo Tang. On the surface, everything seems calm, but undercurrents are already surging. Judging from the chase that day, it's clear that this facade of peace will soon be shattered.

Kong Feng has already made his move, so when will Feng Jinran turn against him?
To ensure their safety, the boldest idea is to bring down Feng Jinran. Only with Han Che in charge of Feng Huo Tang can he be evenly matched with Kong Feng, creating a mutually beneficial situation.

Tianyu wants to cooperate with Han Che and benefit from him, but who knows how long that will be? And that smiling fox Feng Jinran is hard to say whether he can be brought down.
Getting involved in this mess is extremely pointless. Ren Chenfeng rubbed his temples, recalling the scene of his old man scolding him, spitting as he spoke, and felt a headache coming on.

What about the Han family's favor to the Ren family? For both reason and duty, he had to protect the siblings.
What kind of karma did he create in his past life to give birth to such a scoundrel? He didn't know what he had done to Shu Lian, making such a lovely girl treat the Ren family like a den of wolves, desperate to escape.

The old man had left him some leeway, and Ren Chenfeng knew this very well. Although Ren Qihua didn't have his son's shrewd mind,
he wasn't incapable of figuring things out if he really wanted to. He had indeed been rather harsh on Shu Lian before. Whether it was to make amends or to repay a debt of gratitude to his father, Ren Chenfeng refused to admit that he actually had other intentions, and these intentions had been growing wildly ever since that banquet.

He wanted to possess that woman, to belong only to him, to have her simply wash clean and wait for him in bed every day…
No, not only that, he wanted her to fall in love with him. What Han Che could do, Ren Chenfeng couldn't do any less. He was adept at everything: making women happy, showering them with diamonds and flowers. He could protect her even in dangerous situations, unlike Han Che, who couldn't even protect himself. With money came power; whatever she wanted, he could give her.

Ren Chenfeng was lost in thought, completely unaware that his mind was wandering. That night, the woman blossomed like a flower at his fingertips, her eyes brimming with spring, bold and wanton. Her legs coiled around his strong waist like snakes, as if unwilling to part even for a moment…
He adored her in bed; it seemed no woman had ever satisfied him so much. Whether she was clothed or undressed, she easily aroused his desire, making him want to ravage her, yet also to cherish her fiercely.

Unfortunately, she wasn't by his side, nor was she his woman.
His breathing quickened, as if a tiny hand had sprouted in his heart, scratching and tickling him, making his heart itch.

"Mr. Ren," the secretary waved her hand in front of him, "Young Master!"
"Ah!" Ren Chenfeng looked up abruptly, "What is it?"

Seeing the usually arrogant and wicked young master sitting there like a lovesick fool with a silly grin, the secretary's lips twitched. "Um, the phone's been ringing for a long time."
"...Okay, you can leave now." Ren Chenfeng picked up the receiver and turned away to hide his emotions.

The secretary's back stiffened. She wasn't sure if she was seeing things, but the young master, who was usually so successful in love, had a suspicious blush on his face.
His face flushed, he blushed, and he blushed like a young man newly in love. The secretary felt goosebumps rising on her skin. She stiffly turned around, closed the door, and fled from this strange office.

After composing himself, Ren Chenfeng heard the voice on the other end of the phone and resumed his usual expression: "You've come at the right time. I've already got the information. We can discuss the details in person."

(0.22) Black Desire 105 You Think I'm a Money Printing Machine
Han Che finished reading the information Ren Chenfeng had given him. From beginning to end, his face was expressionless. Until he turned the last page, he didn't show any of the shock, anger, or sadness that Ren Chenfeng had expected.
The boy's eyes were completely calm, like a dark pool, or a stagnant pool, where nothing could be seen.
Watching the sugar cubes in the coffee disappear into the dark brown color until they were completely melted, Ren Chenfeng picked up the cup and took a sip. "What's your opinion?"
Han Che reached for the coffee, only to find his fingertips were icy cold when he touched the slightly warm temperature. He took a sip, the unsweetened coffee swirling on his tongue, filling his mouth with a rich aroma, yet also a bitter aftertaste.
"I want to see your father." Han Che put down the cup, his voice calm.
"What?" Ren Chenfeng was taken aback.
"I want to see your father." Han Che repeated, then added, "Now, immediately."
Ren Chenfeng was helpless against Han Che. It was true that Han Che was his rival in love; at least he had always coveted his woman. But on the other hand, if he could really get Shu Lian, Han Che would be practically his brother-in-law.
To put it another way, if he didn't give in to Han Che, the old man would probably yell at him until he was dead, even if he ignored him. He couldn't beat the old man in a fight, and yelling wouldn't be gentlemanly. He certainly wouldn't resort to gangsters to kill him.
With a livid face and nowhere to vent his anger, Ren Chenfeng personally drove Han Che back to the Liyuan Villa. Then, with a smile, he escorted him to the old man, and then, with a very kind expression, watched Han Che close the door without looking back, slamming it shut outside.
He didn't know how long the old man and the young man talked inside. Ren Chenfeng sat in the living room, idly switching between TV remotes, secretly annoyed. He wondered what had gotten into that old man; he didn't even know who his son was!
By the time the door opened, Ren Chenfeng was almost asleep.
Ren Qihua and Han Che were both quite serious, especially Ren Qihua. As he walked towards the door, he said, "Brother Han, having a son like you must be a comfort in heaven, but..." He rubbed his eyes, seemingly unable to continue.
"Thank you, Uncle Ren, for agreeing to help me. I'll come back to see you after this is settled." Han Che spoke politely, instantly dispelling Ren Chenfeng's sleepiness. He'd actually heard this arrogant brat call the old man "uncle"!
"Okay, okay..." Ren Qihua readily agreed, calling over Uncle Liu to send a car to take Han Che back.
From beginning to end, he completely ignored his own son, Ren Chenfeng, treating him like he was invisible.
Just as Ren Chenfeng was about to explode with anger, Han Che suddenly turned around and pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket: "By the way, this is the list. Please check it and transfer the money."
Ren Chenfeng took it and gritted his teeth. It was full of arms and firearms transactions, plus other miscellaneous items, totaling several million.
"Do you think I'm a money-printing machine?" Ren Chenfeng glared at him with murderous eyes, his handsome face almost distorted. This was the first time Han Che had spoken. He didn't know how deep the bottomless pit would be in the future.
"Since it's a cooperation, we have to be sincere." Han Che replied, his beautiful black eyes turning to Ren Qihua. "And I think Uncle Ren will support us too."
"Of course, our Ren family can lack anything, but we don't lack money, haha!" Ren Qihua's smile was so annoying. If it weren't for the fact that he was his father, Ren Chenfeng would have really wanted to shut him up.
When Han Che was sent away by Uncle Liu, Ren Qihua put away his smile: "Chenfeng, come into the study with me. I have something to say."

(0.24) Black Desire 106 First Argument (1)
Ren Chenfeng arrived at the Feng family almost right after Han Che. The bright red sports car was parked outside the door. He didn't even need to turn around. His instinctive reaction made Ren Chenfeng feel that he was extremely unsafe behind him.
His intuition was correct. The Feng family's residence was located deep in the maple forest, surrounded by century-old evergreen trees, making it an excellent hiding place. It could be said that from the moment he entered the Feng family's surveillance range, there were no fewer than ten dark gun barrels pointed at him.

A smile played on Ren Chenfeng's lips, his eyes darkening, and his voice turning cold: "Master Feng's hospitality is truly unique."
"Oh, is that so?" A clear, melodious male voice rang out, picking up where he left off. "I wonder what it is that's so special, Young Master Ren?"

Feng Jinran appeared at the doorway at some point. Since he was at home, he was dressed casually, his light gray casual clothes fitting his slender figure perfectly. He held a book in his hand, his slightly upturned phoenix eyes holding a half-smile: "It's rare for me to have a guest at home. Old Zhang, tell those clueless fools to put away their guns."

A faint voice came from the woods, and Ren Chenfeng immediately felt the pressure lessen considerably. His tone became more polite: "I apologize for disturbing Master Feng today. I'm here on my father's orders to take Miss Shu home."
"Home?" Feng Jinran's eyes widened in surprise.

Ren Chenfeng raised an eyebrow, smiling politely and appropriately: "Perhaps Master Feng doesn't know, but Miss Shu is my father's second wife. Because we didn't want to interfere with her studies, the wedding was held in a low-key manner, and many people don't know about it."
After a pause, Ren Chenfeng added, "If Master Feng doesn't believe me, you can ask Han Che

. Han Che knows this very well." "Hmm..." A sharp glint flashed in Feng Jinran's eyes, but he quickly regained his usual gentle and languid demeanor, smiling faintly, "Since this is your family matter, I shouldn't interfere. Old Zhang, you take Young Master Ren over there. As for whether Miss Shu is willing to go with you, that's up to her."
"Then I'll trouble Uncle Zhang." Ren Chenfeng nodded to Feng Jinran and followed Old Zhang inside.

"Back at the Ren family, I've already completed the divorce proceedings with Mr. Ren! Han Che, how could you..." Shu Lian's voice was agitated, but Han Che covered her mouth.
Seeing her staring at him with wide eyes, Han Che lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I know you don't want to go back there, but I have some things to take care of recently. You'll be safer there." "

But you just said before that nowhere is safer than the Feng family!" Shu Lian pulled his hand away, and seeing Ren Chenfeng leaning against the door watching the commotion, she was furious. She grabbed something and threw it at him, "Get out! I want to talk to Han Che alone!"
Dodging the small object, Ren Chenfeng raised an eyebrow. Her temper had really grown. However, he wouldn't argue with her. Women should have some energy. Like before, although it was comfortable in bed, life would be less interesting.

"It's okay, I'll go out." Anyway, no matter how much she made a fuss, she still had to obediently go back to the Ren family with him. He had seen through Han Che's temper. On the surface, he was taciturn, but in reality, once he made a decision, no one could change it.

Seeing Ren Chenfeng leave, Shu Lian turned to look at Han Che. He hung his head, like a child who had done something wrong, but remained silent, unlike usual when he would try to appease her when she was angry. Judging from his expression, he was determined to send her away.
"Che, is there something I did wrong that caused you to misunderstand, which is why you want me to go with that Ren guy?" She suppressed her emotions and asked him in a trembling voice, "Was it... at the banquet that day, I was drugged? Was it... that you despise me?"

"No, no!" Han Che suddenly looked up, his dark eyes filled with an inscrutable expression. "Nothing happened that night."
"Is that so?" Shu Lian stared into his eyes, not missing a single expression. "I really don't remember clearly, but I do know how I was drugged. Han Che, did you save me, or did you just pick up a filthy, lowly, and broken me!"

(0.2) Black Desire 107 First Argument (2)
"Shu Lian!" Han Che became obviously agitated. "Calm down! I just need to deal with some things, it's not as complicated as you think! After I've dealt with these things, I'll bring you back, but only temporarily, so just bear with it."
Shu Lian looked at him silently, her eyes brimming with tears. She tilted her head back, took two deep breaths, and tried not to let the tears fall.

"Han Che, how many things are you hiding from me?" She composed herself and asked him seriously, "You have something to deal with, what is it that you're being chased, who wants to kill you? You said I wasn't safe, why am I unsafe and you didn't tell me anything. You say you love me, have you ever thought that two people in love should face everything together instead of taking it for granted and making decisions for each other?"

"You think that what you need to do requires Ren Chenfeng, so you want to cooperate with the person I fear most. You think I'll feel uncomfortable seeing Ren Chenfeng, so you made Qin Ying your companion. You think that knowing about you and Qin Ying will hurt me, so you've kept everything from me!"
Han Che looked at her in shock, opening his mouth to defend himself, but found himself unable to say anything.

"Now you think staying in the Ren family is good for me, will make me safe..." Shu Lian leaned on the table, her voice choked with sobs, tears welling up in her eyes, dripping onto the table with a soft sound, "So I have to go to the Ren family, to that place like hell!"
"Shu Lian, I'm not..."

"I know you're doing this for my own good..." Shu Lian tore off a piece of paper, but before she could wipe it away, another tear fell. "It's okay, I'll go. But Han Che, have you ever thought that you've never treated me like a sister, nor like a lover? To you, am I not just an important toy? You only care about whether the toy is intact, but you've never thought that I also have thoughts, that I'm an independent person. What you take for granted as good, I may not need at all."

She straightened up and roughly wiped away the tears on her face with a tissue. "From the Ren family to the Han family, and then to the Feng family, I've just changed environments, from one person's toy to another's toy. What difference does it make where I am?"
Knowing that these words were hurtful, she still gritted her teeth and said them. Looking at Han Che's pained eyes, her heart was in turmoil, but despite this, he still didn't ask her to stay.

He flung open the door, startling Ren Chenfeng who was waiting outside. Turning around, he saw her hands were empty. "Where's your luggage?"
"The Ren family is so rich, surely they can afford my food and clothing?" Shu Lian spoke to him so bluntly for the first time, but Ren Chenfeng sensed something was wrong. He looked down and saw the girl crying uncontrollably.

For some reason, his chivalrous instincts were triggered, and he reached out to pat her shoulder. His hand was only halfway up when he met Han Che's murderous gaze.
He had memorized the old man's instructions before leaving the house countless times.

No disrespect for Shu Lian, no forcing her to do anything she didn't want to do, no bullying her to make her cry, no…
Ren Chenfeng suddenly felt that he definitely wasn't the old man's biological son, and that damned old man was definitely having an affair with He Mengqing! Absolutely! Definitely!
(0.24) Black Desire 108 An Unexpected Proposal
His fingers tapped unconsciously on the steering wheel. Looking at the surging traffic ahead, Ren Chenfeng frowned, abruptly turning the steering wheel and swerving onto the empty highway.
Shu Lian turned her head to look out the window. Although her emotions were much calmer than before, she still couldn't help but cry. When she got into the car, she couldn't help but look back at him. Han Che's expression was so unfamiliar that it frightened her, so unfamiliar that it was as if everything before was an illusion, as if she had just had a vague and unreal dream.

The gardenias had withered, the Han residence was old and worn, her father was dead, and the snotty-nosed Che who would only follow her around was gone.
She was still that Cinderella, no prince came to save her. In front of the rich and powerful playboy, she was still a helpless toy.

The car wound its way up the mountain road, slowly climbing higher and higher. From the side, the road at the foot of the mountain looked like a long ribbon, with cars passing by like tiny black ants.
Without thinking about why the car was climbing in such a secluded place, Shu Lian stared blankly down the mountain, a strange thought suddenly occurring to her: if she opened the car door and jumped, would it all end?

A hand reached out and pulled her into an embrace. Shu Lian remained silent, numb. She didn't resist, knowing it was futile; it would only arouse him. Yet, she couldn't suppress the slight trembling that followed. She was terrified of contact with this man, a fear that intensified her suicidal thoughts. Never before had she felt such an urgent desire to escape, even at any cost.

Just as she stiffened and reached for the door, Ren Chenfeng's voice came from beside her: "When I'm in a bad mood, I used to come here to sit for a while."
He held a tissue in his hand, and surprisingly, he didn't make any improper moves. He simply reached over and gently wiped away the tear stains on her face. After wiping them away, he stared at her for a long while, seemingly lost in thought, before letting go of her hand: "This is the first time I've brought a woman here. If you're in a bad mood, then all my efforts have been wasted."

Ren Chenfeng sat for a while, then opened the car door and got out, leaning against the door and lighting a cigarette.
The mountains were high, a biting wind was blowing, and the winter was bleak, but it couldn't obscure the scenery before her. The man's cigarette was lit between his fingers, with rolling mountains in front of him and bare trees with fallen red leaves behind him. Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow, swirling up a few yellowed leaves from the ground.

Shu Lian wrapped her clothes tighter around herself and stepped out of the car to see this scene. Although Ren Chenfeng was handsome and tall, he was always domineering and assertive. But the man before him was different, though she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.
Seeing Shu Lian emerge, Ren Chenfeng flicked the ash from his cigarette and smiled. "It's beautiful here, isn't it? I used to come here alone a lot when I was little."

He found a rock and sat down. Shu Lian ignored him, wondering what had gotten into him, suddenly telling her about her childhood.
"My mother's grave is on that mountain over there. I used to want to visit her, but I was afraid I'd cry and be laughed at, so I found this place."

"Although it's too far away, and I can't see anything, I always come here whenever I'm unhappy. I think my mother can see me, so I often talk to myself here." Ren Chenfeng took a drag of his cigarette, raising an eyebrow at her. "Heh, isn't that ridiculous?"
His eyebrows were thick and, when raised, gave him a somewhat imposing air, yet his smiling lips, when turned up, held a hint of wickedness and allure.

If it weren't for how he treated her before, Shu Lian thought, she wouldn't believe that a man like that couldn't find a woman. But she didn't understand why he insisted on clinging to her.
"I don't mind your relationship with Han Che. After all, I bear a lot of responsibility for pushing you to this point." Ren Chenfeng's voice came over, seemingly blown away by the wind, sounding somewhat indistinct. "Shu Lian, I brought you to see my mother today because I wanted to tell her in front of her that I want to marry you."

(0.24) Black Desire 109 Internal Strife
Black Desire 109 Internal Strife

The black sedan drove smoothly through the mountains. This was a remote scenic area, abandoned for a long time due to poor management. The cement road winding up from the foot of the mountain could reach the top. From the top, all the road conditions were visible.
A burly man with a snake tattooed on the back of his neck looked at the car and nudged the person next to him: "Someone's here. Get the brothers up and getting to work."

About forty minutes later, the car stopped in a clearing on the mountaintop. A handsome young man dressed in black stepped out, the small diamond on his left ear gleaming fluorescently. He held a cell phone in his hand, neither making a call nor putting it away, as if playing with something. His nonchalant expression, combined with the eerie environment, made him seem utterly out of place.

Walking through the rusty red door, one finds a large group of people sitting in the spacious hall. Some are tuning their guitars on the floor, others are playing drums while looking at sheet music. Suddenly, a screeching sound erupts. A man with dyed blond hair combed like spiky toes is playing a bass with heart-wrenching intensity, the cacophony echoing throughout the hall.

Someone looks up, sees this seemingly unarmed young man, and looks at him with disdain, neither greeting nor speaking, as if he were nothing more than a transparent wisp of air.

Han Che walked past them, and with each person he passed, the other looked up and stared intently at him, as if their gaze could burn a hole through him. Han Che, however, remained calm and unhurried, walking slowly into the depths of the area.

Liang Qiwei hurried to catch up, lowering his voice, "The bugging device was installed by Ah Wu last night. This batch of goods all came from customs; it's a satellite transceiver port, so there shouldn't be any signal problems."

Han Che looked down and pressed the "phone" button in his hand. It wasn't actually a phone, but a signal receiver. No matter where the bugging device was placed, he could hear what the other person was saying through this receiver. And the listening device wasn't just what he held; it also included the earring in his left ear.

A series of clicking static came from the receiver, and everyone around stopped what they were doing, staring at the two of them.
Liang Qiwei coughed, "Young Master, you can turn off this speaker. It seems to be coming from here..."

Just then, a voice clearly came from the speaker: "I say, that brat Han Che is still too green. Feng Hu has become a master. If things are exposed, we errand boys will be in trouble too! Look at this godforsaken place, they made us brothers stay here, no women, no drinks, and they still pretend to be idiots and play rock and roll every day, it's fucking ridiculous!"

Liang Qiwei's expression changed slightly. Not only him, but even the fierce rock youths around him, whose eyes seemed capable of killing, changed their expressions slightly. Only Han Che remained calm, holding the receiver as if listening to a radio.

"Ahem... this..." another person stammered, clearly unsure how to respond.
"Slurp, slurp..." The man, having probably taken a sip of wine and eaten something, continued slurringly, "If you ask me, with all this weaponry and so many brothers outside, why don't we be bold and take advantage of this opportunity to do something big! They say the bold get rich, the timid starve... Brother, hiccup..."

Someone couldn't take it anymore and stood up, shoving Han Che: "Hey! What are you doing! Installing listening devices here, do you want to die?!"
His shout caused everyone around to stand up, their eyes flashing with menace, surrounding the two: "Gentlemen, we didn't intend to harm you, but now that you've heard something you shouldn't have, don't blame us for being ruthless."

Han Che, though shoved, didn't change his expression, but his star-like eyes were unusually dark, as if harboring an unseen tsunami. He slowly scanned his surroundings; his gaze wasn't fierce, but it instilled fear in those around him. They couldn't figure out his background and dared not make a move.

"Where is Ah Wu? Tell him to come out and see me." Han Che's voice was calm, but only Liang Qiwei knew that Han Che was really angry this time.

(0.24) Black Desire 110 Internal Strife (2)
Black Desire 110 Internal Strife (2)
"What are you all doing here! Aren't you doing anything!" A young voice rang out from behind. Han Che turned around and saw a young man wearing a military overcoat, carrying an old-fashioned gunpowder gun, dressed like a forest ranger, but his sharpness between his brows could not be concealed.
A series of voices calling for Brother Wu rose and fell, and the crowd automatically parted. Ah Wu was a little surprised when he saw Han Che, but he immediately showed a happy look. He walked over and slapped him on the shoulder: "Ah Che! When did you come? Why didn't you tell me!"

Han Che turned off the receiver in his hand and did not speak. Someone next to him had already whispered something in Ah Wu's ear. After listening to a few words, Ah Wu's brows furrowed.
"Whoever's on duty today, drag him out!" Ah Wu ordered in a deep voice. Several burly men behind him responded and swiftly went upstairs, kicked open the dilapidated door, and dragged out the two men still drinking inside.

"Fifth, Fifth Brother!" The man, still confused, was dragged out, and when he saw Han Che, he froze, his face changing drastically, and he sobered up a bit.
"He's right here. Ah Che, just say the word, and I won't let you lift a finger." Ah Wu turned to Han Che and said with a serious expression. He and Han Che had grown up together in the underworld, their relationship as close as brothers. Later, he spent a few years as a mercenary in Vietnam, but after returning, he couldn't make a name for himself, so he joined Han Che's gang.

Han Che entrusted him with such a large quantity of weapons because he trusted him. In this line of work, brotherhood was paramount, and this incident was like a slap in the face.
Someone brought over a stool, and Han Che sat down. His perfect profile was expressionless, like a sculpture. "I remember when we were little, some people bullied us and cursed us with foul language. Ah Wu, you were the oldest and the most decisive back then. What did you do?"

Ah Wu's expression changed, and then he gave a wink to the person next to him. The person understood, went out for a while, and came back with a brazier with a branding iron on it and a bottle of glue.
“Liu Han, you said things you shouldn’t have said and did things you shouldn’t have done today. Choose one of these two things to give A-Che some closure. From now on, whether you live or die, we’re brothers, and I won’t pursue the matter further.”

Liu Han stared in horror at the two objects in front of him, his face turning pale and then red. The branding iron was burning red-hot; it would pierce flesh anywhere. The glue looked ordinary, but who knew what kind of mess it could make? After despair and fear, he raised his head in shock and anger: “Fifth Brother, I, Liu Han, have committed a crime today. If you want to punish me, I won’t say a word! But what skills does that pretty boy Han Che have? Even you have to give him some respect! What do we get out of risking our lives for him? What I just said wasn’t wrong; right now, this weapon is in your hands. If you…”

"Slap!" A resounding slap drew blood from Liu Han's lip. A-Wu frowned deeply. "You ignorant fool! Do you want to die even faster?!"
He sighed and said to the expressionless Han Che, "Liu Han has followed me for so many years, without any merit or hard work. How about I help him choose? Consider it giving me face, what do you say?"

Han Che chuckled softly, his expression completely out of place with the oppressive and tense atmosphere around him. "Of course. You guys have worked hard lately. Once this is over, whatever you brothers want to do, leave it to me, Han Che. But A-Wu, even your own territory..." "They can't control them, that's not like your personality. If this succeeds, we'll both be worry-free, but if these short-sighted fools ruin it, neither of us will escape unscathed."

Seeing Ah Wu's expression turn serious, he continued, "That's all I have to say. You decide what to do."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out. Liang Qiwei glanced at Ah Wu and quickly followed. After taking a few steps, he heard a scream behind him and couldn't help but turn around. He saw several burly men holding red-hot branding irons and desperately shoving them into Liu Han's mouth. Smoke billowed out and the stench of burning flesh filled the air, causing him to frown.

(0.2) Black Desire 111 The Strong Prey on the Weak
Black Desire 111 The Strong Prey on the Weak
After getting into the car, Liang Qiwei glanced at Han Che a few times before finally speaking, "I think Ah Wu still intended to protect Liu Han, but I didn't expect him to choose the most ruthless method."
Han Che pulled out today's latest newspaper from his seat pocket and replied casually, "He did show mercy. If he had used glue, Liu Han wouldn't be alive."

The gangs of today aren't like they used to be, constantly shouting and killing. At most, it's about having a lot of people to make a scene, or maybe just using guns and knives. Liang Qiwei was rescued by Han Che in an accident, so he didn't know much about the underworld. Back then, they were all poor kids, fighting bare-chested. Where would they get guns? Walking around with a knife on the street wasn't realistic; people would just think you were crazy.

Glue is cheap, but it's also the most deadly. Using glue to seal ears, mouths, and noses is common; it's low-cost, fast-acting, and the person is dead in minutes.
When they were kids, Han Che and A Wu and their gang made a living in the underworld. Some local thugs, relying on their numbers and power, bullied them because they were young and new to the area. They beat and verbally abused them, chasing them from one end of the street to the other, giving them no chance to survive.

Later, A Wu became ruthless and said he would find a chance to kill those thugs. The kids were destitute and would do anything to survive. They bought a bottle of glue and waited at the street corner. When the thugs finished with their prostitutes and passed by satisfied, they rushed out and grabbed them. They held them down, pinched their noses, and forced the glue into their mouths. A Wu was the most ruthless. He saw a pair of tongs glowing red-hot in a nearby fire, pulled them out, and shoved them directly into the mouth of the most arrogant thug. The aroma of flesh filled the air.

Later…
later, all the people who poured the glue died, but the one who was branded with the hot tongs survived. He didn't eat a drop of water or a grain of rice for months, spending more than half a year in the hospital. After he came out, he would avoid them whenever he saw them, never daring to be arrogant again. It can be said that Han Che only truly gained a foothold in the underworld and was able to survive after this incident.

That's how the world is, the strong prey on the weak. If you don't kill others, one day you will be killed by others.

Liang Qiwei nodded after hearing Han Che's explanation and sighed: "But young master, doing this will inevitably create a rift between you and A-Wu, which is probably…"
"The weapons are in his hands now, and I can't withdraw them. That would be even more embarrassing." Han Che continued, "Besides, you should understand how serious this matter is. If we don't make an example of them and teach them a lesson, A-Wu and I might not even know how we died."

"A-Wu will understand." Han Che lowered his head, unfolded the newspaper, and flipped through the news.
Liang Qiwei reached out and switched the navigation to voice radio. A clear female director's voice came through: "Ren Chenfeng, the young master of the Tianyu Consortium, who is known as a playboy, has found his sweetheart. Today, he released tens of thousands of white doves at Qingxie Square, and nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses were placed in the center of the square, making them particularly eye-catching. It is said that Young Master Feng spent a fortune just to win a smile from the beauty and hope to marry her. However, the heroine, Miss Shu Lian, has remained noncommittal and has not given a clear response..."

Han Che's hand froze on the newspaper, and his dark eyes narrowed like needles.
Liang Qiwei turned around abruptly. The emotions in the young man's eyes were like turbulent waves, yet as black as a stagnant pool without ripples. It was as if something was slowly cracking, little by little, silently, yet surging.

(0.24) Black Desire 112 Because I Like You
"Accept my proposal, and you'll be the betrothed of the Ren family. Even if Kong Feng has three heads and six arms, he can't openly harm anyone in the Ren family." Ren Chenfeng tilted his head back, picked up the red wine in front of him, smiled slightly at her, and took a sip. "You don't need to rush to answer. The news has already been released. You can take your time to consider it."

The lights were enchanting, the music was soft, and being proposed to by a man in this dimly lit but extremely romantic restaurant was a dream many women longed for. Unfortunately, the person sitting in front of her was Ren Chenfeng. Although he had a face that was extremely attractive to women, Shu Lian's eyes still refused to linger on his face for even a moment.

She didn't touch the Western food in front of her, poking at it with her knife and fork until it was unrecognizable, before finally speaking: "I made it very clear on the mountain that day, whether I live or die is my own business, and you, Young Master Feng, don't need to worry about it."
She raised her head, her clear black and white eyes fixed on him, not with affection, but with endless indifference: "And I hate it when you look at me with that self-righteous look of control, Ren Chenfeng. Han Che entrusting me to you doesn't mean I can do whatever I want with you."

Seemingly expecting her to have this attitude, Ren Chenfeng smiled noncommittally, cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth, slowly swallowing it before looking at her with those deep, leopard-like eyes: "If you're afraid I'll treat you like before, then I can give you a promise: during your time in the Ren family, as long as you don't want to, I won't rape you. What do you think?"

Shu Lian was speechless, seeing him staring at her with a half-smile, a wicked and roguish smile on his lips, he said such shameless and awkward words without even frowning.
She stood up abruptly, and a waiter immediately rushed over, asking softly, "Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I need to settle the bill with this gentleman!" Shu Lian glared at Ren Chenfeng, then turned and went downstairs.
As soon as she stepped out of the hotel, a gust of cold wind hit her, sending a shiver down her spine. A coat was conveniently draped over her shoulders; without a second thought, she knew it was Ren Chenfeng. Shu Lian tried to push it away, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, forcibly wrapping her in his coat: "Be good, don't make a fuss."

People were coming and going at the hotel entrance, some stopping to watch the commotion. Shu Lian struggled with all her might but couldn't break free, her voice rising in a shrill voice: "Ren Chenfeng, what do you want from me?!"

"Oh, isn't that Ren Chenfeng who proposed in the square today?"
"Really? A famously rich playboy, but he's really handsome. They're arguing."
"That's how couples are, arguing and bickering all the time, but their relationship only gets better afterward. I can't help but envy that!"
"That's right!"

Shu Lian was even more furious when she saw several women pointing and whispering about them. Ren Chenfeng, on the other hand, glanced in that direction, a smirk playing on his lips, and tightened his grip on her arm. "Baby, don't be silly. It's my fault. I shouldn't have made you angry. Look, people are watching the show."
His tone was extremely cloying and disgusting, as if the two of them were already deeply in love and inseparable. The more Shu Lian struggled, the more he acted like a considerate and loving man. "You can punish me however you

want when we get home, just don't make a scene here. You'll catch a cold and I'll have to carry you again." Shu Lian couldn't take it anymore and forcefully pulled her arm away. "Ren! Chen! Feng! There are so many women in the world, why do you have to cling to me!"
"Because I like you." Seeing her emotional state, Ren Chenfeng didn't try to pull her any further. He simply answered her question without thinking.

"Wow...wow..." One of the women watching the commotion was already speechless with shock.
"Confessing in public! Tsk tsk... You can't lie by looking at those eyes."

"You're crazy!" Shu Lian was so angry that she trembled, almost slapping him. What did he know about liking someone or feelings?
Ren Chenfeng put away his usual arrogant expression and stared straight into her eyes: "I really mean it when I say I like you, otherwise why would I say I want to marry you?"

Unable to bear the probing eyes around her any longer, Shu Lian took two deep breaths and stared at him fiercely: "You win."

(0.22) Black Desire 113 Want to please her
Shu Lian felt an inexplicable anger. She was angry at Han Che's self-righteous concern, angry at Ren Chenfeng's vulgar and shameless methods, angry at her thin skin and inability to stand being looked at, and angry that she still obediently followed Ren Chenfeng into the car in the end.

As Ren Chenfeng drove, he kept glancing at Shu Lian's puffed-up face. To be honest, ever since he had forcibly taken her, he had been utterly captivated by her face, especially her smile. Unfortunately, it was rare. Of course, her angry expression was also quite charming; her pink lips were slightly pouting, as if afraid she wouldn't tempt him. He really wanted to take a big bite.

When he said he liked her, even he was momentarily stunned, but he quickly dismissed the thought. He had always been promiscuous, and this was the first time he had ever been so preoccupied with a woman, especially caring about what she was thinking, whether she was happy or sad. This kind of emotion seemed completely foreign to him.

Women, he thought, were just for warming the bed. He had lost his mother at a young age, and his concept of women was vague. From the day he first tasted the forbidden fruit, he felt that relationships between men and women were nothing more than physical contact, passionate revelry, and mutual benefit. He had never imagined that one day he would so strongly desire to possess someone's heart, even if it was just a small corner.

血亲乱伦，说起来惊世骇俗，真正见了，也不过如此，男欢女爱人之常情，他不觉得有什麽不可饶恕，他当着韩澈的面上了她，而韩澈揍了他一顿，算是扯平，至于以后她选择谁，当然是各凭本事，反正韩澈不能娶她，他永远都有机会！

任辰风想着想着，不由一个人笑了起来，舒怜像看疯子一样瞪了他一眼，便将头转向窗外。
从车后座拖了个东西过来，庞大的体积将舒怜挤得向旁边挪了挪，还没反应过来，便被毛绒绒的东西盖住了脸。

“送你的，看喜不喜欢。”任辰风难得的柔声，侧着脸看她反应，嘴角不自觉的扬了起来，勾起抹邪魅的弧度。
Shu Lian peeked out from the pile of fluffy objects after a while, and upon closer inspection, realized it was a giant teddy bear, as big as herself, wearing a ridiculous floral apron, grinning at her with a憨憨 (simple and honest) expression.

"This isn't a proposal gift, you can accept it," Ren Chenfeng said calmly, deliberately ignoring her joyful yet hesitant expression. Shu Lian loved dolls; it was clear from their time together in the student dormitory. Her little raccoon was displayed prominently in the living room, and she would take it out and groom it several times a day to keep it dusty.

Knowing a woman's preferences was a piece of cake for the experienced Ren Chenfeng. He had tried to please many women, but never Shu Lian before; this was the first time.
Appeasing other women was about getting them into bed, but pleasing Shu Lian was about marrying her.

Seeing her still hesitating, Ren Chenfeng grabbed the teddy bear's leg and pulled it out: "Looks like you don't want it. It's just taking up space, might as well throw it away..."
"Who said I don't want it!" Shu Lian exclaimed, pulling back forcefully, "You can't take back something you gave away!"

Seeing her pouting, blushing, and glaring at him, Ren Chenfeng couldn't resist. He pulled her close and kissed her, his tongue darting around her mouth erotically before quickly releasing her.
"Ren Chenfeng! You...you're shameless!" Shu Lian was both angry and annoyed, frantically wiping her mouth, "You just said no in the restaurant..."

"I said I wouldn't rape you, not that I wouldn't kiss you." Ren Chenfeng replied shamelessly, stepping on the gas, causing Shu Lian to lurch backwards onto her seat, unable to argue with him.
Damn it, just one kiss, and he's aroused again! Thinking of the promise he just made, he regretted it, really regretted it!

(0.2) Black Desire 114 The young
man sped all the way to Liyuan. There's a saying, "He who takes a man's money is bound to be grateful," and Shu Lian, carrying a giant teddy bear, couldn't bring herself to argue with him all the way home,
no matter how dissatisfied she was. Just as the carved gate of the Ren family was in front of them, Shu Lian unexpectedly saw a black figure crouching by the green path outside. Under the dim streetlights, a long shadow stretched behind him, making

him appear exceptionally lonely. Ren Chenfeng also saw him and slowed down. The man looked up, his dark eyes fixed on the car window, but because of the reflection, he couldn't see anything. Shu Lian, however, clearly saw the deep sorrow hidden in his eyes. Just that one glance made her heart ache.

The moment the car stopped, Shu Lian opened the door and rushed out. Han Che slowly stood up, his initially joyful eyes dimming instantly when he saw the huge teddy bear in her arms.
Shu Lian opened her mouth, but after a long pause, she could only utter a single syllable: "Che..."

For some reason, even though he was right in front of her, she didn't dare approach him, as if he were very, very far away. The boy's sorrowful and hurt eyes were like a ditch, preventing her from taking another step.
Han Che tugged at his lips, forming a smile that wasn't quite a smile. He looked at her quietly, his voice very soft: "Shu Lian, I missed you..."
I missed you, so much, but the most ridiculous thing was that I pushed you away with my own hands.

The high walls blocked the biting winter wind outside. A servant brought in warmed milk. Shu Lian sat in front of Han Che, feeling surprisingly awkward. A thousand words swirled in her mouth, and finally, she managed to squeeze out, "I... you know about what happened today."
Han Che held the cup, the rising steam blurring his thick eyelashes, making them seem as if they might condense into glistening liquid at any moment. He lowered his head and took a sip, his voice calm: "Hmm... this is good..."

He paused, then continued, "At least no one will dare to openly harm you, which is better..." He was clearly rambling.
"I..." I didn't agree... Shu Lian was about to speak when he interrupted her.
"I won't blame you for agreeing, after all, that's what many girls dream of, and I can't give it to you..." Han Che lowered his eyelashes, his emotions unreadable, "Being able to wear a wedding dress and walk into the church, it must be so blissful..."

Shu Lian froze, her heart churning like a stormy sea, her nails digging deep into her palms. Was this what he really thought? So his so-called feelings, his so-called love, were so fragile! Even if she had agreed to Ren Chenfeng's proposal, just as Ren Chenfeng had said before, it was a protective measure to ensure her safety, but he had simply gone with the flow, directly sentencing her to death!

Tears welled up in her eyes again, but Shu Lian turned her head away to hide them, telling herself she couldn't cry, couldn't cry, and couldn't argue with him. This was the Ren family home; he had come all this way to see her, and she couldn't let it end badly.
Just then, Ren Chenfeng walked in, carrying a bottle of red wine. "It was too cold outside. A little wine will make you feel better. You should have a glass too."

"Okay." Shu Lian forced herself to take the glass, oblivious to the pain in Han Che's eyes. She didn't know how much he wanted to reach out and hug her as usual, but they sat so far apart. Her composure was like a sharp sword, shattering his last hope.

Much later, when Han Che recalled this scene, he suddenly realized that he had been too young and too proud back then, not understanding what love was, not understanding what it meant to never let go.

(0.26) Black Desire 115 It seems I'm not suited to be a good man (h)
Looking at the two people in the living room who were completely drunk, Ren Chenfeng realized that bringing in alcohol was not a good suggestion.
When he carried Han Che into the living room and threw him onto the bed, the kid suddenly jumped up and grabbed his collar: "Will you be good to her?"

Ren Chenfeng was startled, but quickly reacted and replied seriously: "Of course."
Han Che stared at him for a while, as if trying to see the truth in his eyes. Ren Chenfeng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but saw Han Che sway and fall down. Ren Chenfeng leaned over and saw that he was already unconscious from drunkenness.

Back in the living room, Shu Lian was already asleep on the sofa, her body slightly curled up, looking like she was very resistant to the approach of outsiders.
When he held her in his arms, she frowned and struggled slightly, murmuring softly. Ren Chenfeng lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Baby, it's me."

He didn't know if she understood, but she quieted down and lay obediently in his arms like a cat.
The large bed was so soft that as soon as he laid her down, she was almost sinking into the blankets, her cheeks flushed, her delicate nose fluttering slightly, and her pink, moist lips forming an alluring curve, as if beckoning him to taste them.

Ren Chenfeng reached out, his thumb gently caressing her lips, the soft touch on his fingertip making him want to stay, but he didn't intend to do anything to her.
Some things are just so strange. He clearly had a strong desire for her, wanting to take her to bed anytime, anywhere, but now that he vaguely understood his feelings, that desire had subsided considerably. It wasn't that it was gone, but that he could control it.

He covered her with the blanket and was about to get up when he heard her murmuring something.
Ren Chenfeng paused, listening intently to what she was saying, only to discover that she was crying, and crying in her sleep. Tears streamed down her cheeks, disappearing into her hair.

He frowned, reaching out to wipe away her tears, but she grabbed his hand. Still unconscious, she murmured, "Che! Run! Run..."
A strange feeling stirred within him. Ren Chenfeng leaned down, careful not to startle her, and lowered his voice, "Run for what? Where do you want to run?"

She suddenly changed her tone, her sobs nasal and pitiful. She clung to his hand, whimpering, "Che...you really...don't want me anymore..."
Ren Chenfeng paused, unable to describe the feeling in his heart. It wasn't the kind of pain described in books, but it wasn't easy either; it felt like something dull and grinding against him, extremely uncomfortable.

Shaking his head to banish the inexplicable emotions in his mind, Ren Chenfeng's hand lightly caressed her face. He answered her question, "Yes, why wouldn't I?"
Her grip tightened, and she paused, "Really?"

Ren Chenfeng didn't answer, instead lowering his head to cover her lips, vaguely uttering a question between his teeth: "What do you think?"
She didn't reject his kiss, perhaps already seeing him as Han Che. Her throat was still gurgling, yet she allowed him to suck and lick her lips, then brazenly probing his tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of her beauty.

Her hands still clung tightly to him, but Ren Chenfeng used one hand to grasp both of hers, pinning them above her head. This position made her full breasts stand out even more, as if they were ready for him to ravage and caress them.

"Mmm..." His continuous kisses made her breathing slowly heat up. She couldn't help but tilt her head back, letting out a soft moan. Instantly, she felt a hand cover her breast through her clothes, kneading it gently and slowly, the pressure neither too light nor too heavy, yet both sensual and wanton, the blatant ambiguity causing her to gasp softly through her nose.

"Baby, it seems I'm still not suited to be a good man." A low voice whispered in her ear, a wet tongue tracing her earlobe. "See, no matter who lives in your heart, your body likes me like this. They're honest, obediently opening up to me. Whether you're conscious or confused, you can't deny that."

Shu Lian opened her eyes groggily, staring blankly at the ceiling. Something hard seemed to be pressing against her lower abdomen. She suddenly became more alert and saw Ren Chenfeng's enlarged face close to hers, his eyes burning with a familiar dark flame, like a ghostly blue flame, threatening to devour her entirely!
(0.2) Black Desire 116 I didn't force you (h)
She was shocked and her eyes widened, but suddenly he covered her lips fiercely, almost violently biting and sucking her. The hand that was slowly teasing her seemed to change its rhythm, forcibly sliding in from her waist, climbing up to her softness. Skin to skin, she could clearly feel how hot and burning his hand was.

"Ugh... ugh..." Shu Lian shook her head hard, but she could not escape his pursuit. Her hands were firmly restrained, and her legs were pressed down by his full weight, which was of no use. His hand wantonly kneaded and caressed her body, and his lips and teeth did not relax for a moment. Sometimes he licked her lips, sometimes he bit her hard. Gentleness and roughness were intertwined, making her almost unable to resist.

His flirting skills were always superb. Whether gentle or rough, he could always directly ignite her most primal desires. Shu Lian kicked him, but he pressed his leg down, rubbing and kneading his already erect member against her lower abdomen without any attempt at concealment. This made Shu Lian blush deeply, yet she couldn't help but tilt her head back and pant softly, her slightly parted mouth exhaling fragrant breaths. But she was quickly kissed again, his nimble tongue filling her mouth completely, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She was almost convulsing as he pressed her down and did as he pleased.

Tears began to well up in her eyes. Shu Lian knew she was hopeless. She knew this was wrong, yet she couldn't resist the ultimate pleasure he brought her. Her body was soaring, but her heart was plummeting.
His hand began to slide between her legs. Shu Lian bit her lower lip in embarrassment, but he bit her lip back, causing her to groan softly and open her mouth. He then released her, licking her lips, his fingers parting the wet petals, his curved fingers probing inside.

"Ah..." Shu Lian gasped softly, tilting her head back abruptly, her wet eyelashes trembling as if covered with glistening dewdrops. His fingers deftly probed her sensitive, tight inner walls, sometimes lightly scraping, sometimes pressing harder. Her already flushed face turned even redder, but she opened her eyes, looking at the wicked and arrogant man before her, suppressing the moan that was about to escape her lips, "Why...why?"

Why did he have to do this to her? Why did he make such a promise when he couldn't keep it?
Although she had no expectations of him, the feeling of being deceived was still unpleasant. Did he think she was a fool?

Ren Chenfeng didn't answer her. His fingers touched a slightly hard protrusion inside the warm, damp area. With just a light press, she arched her body abruptly, her whole body stiffening and tensing. Her lower orifice contracted fiercely, writhing and squeezing him tightly, letting out a broken moan.

"Uncomfortable, huh?" he whispered in her ear, his hand pressing on that spot again and again without letting up. Shu Lian almost cried out, her whole body trembling, unable to answer his question at all.
He took her earlobe into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it, his voice muffled, yet you could still clearly hear what he was saying: "Shu Lian, it was you who wouldn't let go, don't you remember?"

Shu Lian trembled violently at his fingertips, as if every nerve in her body was being stimulated by that one finger: "I...I didn't..."
"Of course you didn't, you just mistook me for Han Che..." Ren Chenfeng's eyes were as deep as a pool, the curve of his lips slightly sarcastic yet self-mocking, "But your body seems to really like me, look, it's completely open for me...baby, I didn't force you, it was your own choice..."
(5) Black Desire 117 "This is my own choice,"
he added another finger, forcefully digging into that spot. Such force would be unbearable for any other part of the body, but Shu Lian felt as if she were being tossed to the crest of a raging wave. Every pore on her body opened, all the blood rushing to that spot. The tender flesh inside her flower-like opening spasmed uncontrollably, powerfully sucking and squeezing his finger, as if it had a mind of its own, pleasing him while simultaneously satisfying itself.

"Ah...no...don't...don't..." Shu Lian's eyes welled with tears, and she cried out uncontrollably, shaking her head in a daze, "Waaah...Ren...Ren Chenfeng...please, don't torture me like this..."
"I told you, you should call me Feng." Ren Chenfeng's eyes were dark, and the force and speed of his fingertips increased, squeezing and digging into the woman's most sensitive spot. His voice was alluring and sexy, "Baby, you're being dishonest. You should want, want more..."

"Feng...Feng...please..." She writhed in agony, her whole body trembling. "I...I can't take it...stop...stop...ah..."
"Alright then..." Ren Chenfeng replied lazily, indeed stopping his fingers that had been ravaging her body. He felt her flower bud twitching and several streams of wet, hot fluid flowing from his fingertips, soaking a large patch of the sheets beneath her, before slowly withdrawing his fingers.

"Ah...um..." Shu Lian's cheeks were flushed, she couldn't tell if it was from the alcohol or from being drunk. She frowned and moaned softly until the two wicked things inside her were gone, finally letting out a breath, like a limp, powerless fish.
But, the moment he withdrew, she felt an emptiness, a very peculiar emptiness. The place he had pressed so hard before felt like it wanted to be ravaged, itchy and uncomfortable, wanting something to come in and grind it properly, to thrust into it hard.

Afraid that he would see her embarrassment, Shu Lian awkwardly squeezed her legs together, but the emptiness inside her became more and more obvious, almost driving her crazy. Reason told her that she should not indulge, but her body wanted to hold on to him against her will, wanting him to give her what she wanted. Just now, he had sent her into the raging torrent of the storm, but now that he had let go, it was like falling from the clouds. Either way, it made her extremely uncomfortable, but she actually missed that short half-minute of wild excitement.

"So wet..." Ren Chenfeng stuck out his tongue and licked his wet fingers in a very alluring way, then casually wiped them clean on the sheets before standing up. "Since you don't want to, then forget it. Han Che is in the guest room. If you feel uncomfortable, you can go find him."

"Enough!" Shu Lian seemed to be provoked and shouted at him, "You know...you know..."
She clenched the sheets beneath her, tears falling onto the blanket with a thud: "Han Che doesn't want me anymore! He doesn't want me anymore! Are you trying to make me go to his door and be pathetic!"

She cried extremely sadly and miserably. Ren Chenfeng stood by the bed for a while, then stiffly reached out, wanting to comfort her.
But Shu Lian suddenly pulled him away, looked up and kissed his lips. Tears were on her lips, making his tongue taste bitter.

"Enough." Ren Chenfeng reached out and pushed her away, his voice low and deep. "You can mistake me once, but not a second time. I don't like being a substitute..."
"I know who you are," Shu Lian's voice was still trembling with sobs, her hands tightly wrapped around him, not letting him leave. "Ren Chenfeng, didn't you want me to sleep with you willingly? I did. This is my own choice."

(5) Black Desire 118
Since she had already fallen into depravity, she might as well revel in it. Since she was already like a tattered rag, why bother with that illusory devotion?
Only lust made her remember that this moment was joyful. Only lust made her remember that this moment was still warm.

When Ren Chenfeng hugged her, Shu Lian thought she would be disgusted. But when he reached out and wiped away the tears on her face, and then lowered his head to kiss her, she realized that choosing to fall into depravity was so easy.
The afterglow of desire was still raging wildly. His fingers seemed to be carrying magic as they roamed freely over her body. His low breaths announced his desire.

When his tall body covered her, Shu Lian covered her face with her hands, not wanting him to see her expression. She felt her legs being forced apart by his knees, and his already burning hot erection pressed against the entrance of her wet flower. Shu Lian clearly felt something hot sliding down her fingertips.

Han Che… Han Che… She called his name in her heart, recalling the torrential rain that night, the lightning like a sharp blade slicing through the gray sky, illuminating the boy's eyes, bright as stars. His gaze was fiery and sincere, yet so cautious. He said, "Shu Lian, I like you… Do you even, even a tiny bit… like me?"

Although her desire was still rising, the pain in her heart spread rapidly. Shu Lian covered her face, trying her best to cover her voice. That hot rod had already parted her petals, slowly pushing in, little by little, bit by bit. Completely different from Ren Chenfeng's usual rough and direct style, Shu Lian wished he would rape her and torture her like before, even like last time… it would be better than this slow, agonizing

torture. At least, she could truly and freely cry her heart out.
However, the action didn't continue. Ren Chenfeng placed his hands on either side of her head, remaining silent. It was unclear whether he was watching her or lost in thought. The time was short, yet also incredibly long. Finally, he spoke, "I'm tired. I suddenly don't want to do it anymore."

"Why...why?" Shu Lian still covered her face, her voice slightly nasal.
"It went soft." Ren Chenfeng was clearly annoyed. He withdrew from her body and collapsed beside her, lying flat on his back.

A soft snap—he got up and turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness.
In the darkness, only their shallow breathing could be heard. Shu Lian opened her eyes; although she couldn't see anything, everything was still blurry.

A hand reached out, clutching a soft tissue, and roughly wiped her eyes. The man's deep voice was less domineering than she remembered: "Don't you know that even the most beautiful woman looks ugly when she cries?"
Her nose suddenly stung, and her eyes felt like they had been burst open. Shu Lian blinked, letting the hand rub her face until it hurt.

She didn't know when this hot-tempered young master had changed his ways. Her tears kept flowing, and he kept wiping them away. When the tissues were soaked, he would replace them. She cried silently, and he patiently wiped them away, his other hand gently patting her shoulder like he was comforting a child.
Until she cried herself to sleep, his hand also ached. He put it down, drowsy, and didn't know what he was thinking, but eventually he also fell asleep.

And so, Ren Chenfeng held a woman in his arms, sleeping on the same bed, but he did nothing, sleeping soundly until dawn.

(21)119 Betrayal (h)
As dawn broke, Ren Chenfeng rubbed his sleepy eyes, his expression softening strangely when he saw Shu Lian sleeping peacefully in his arms.
It seemed she had cried a lot last night; her eyes were slightly swollen, but it didn't detract from her beauty, especially when her eyes were closed. Her nostrils flared slightly with each gentle breath, and her smooth, black hair draped over her cheek, making her already fair face appear even more translucent.

She was just a little thin. Ren Chenfeng held her tighter, frowning slightly. It seemed she should take better care of herself, perhaps with bird's nest or ginseng. It was said that these things were excellent for women, both for breast enhancement and beauty.
It seemed he didn't need breast augmentation. He gestured with his hand, wondering if he should reconsider.

Just as he thought this, his hand slipped under the covers. She was still naked, her skin smooth as satin in the warm blankets, soft and silky to the touch…
Not large, just enough to cover with one hand, but not small either, because when he closed his hand, he couldn't fully enclose it. He felt that the smooth, white flesh was almost beyond his control as he kneaded it.

Ren Chenfeng gasped, unable to resist.
Her lips were so close, pink and alluring. Perhaps she hadn't slept well because of his disturbance; she pursed her lips, instantly adding a glossy sheen.
He licked them with his tongue; they were soft. He licked them again; they tasted slightly bitter, probably from tears. Ren Chenfeng couldn't resist and lowered his head to kiss her.

It was a tender, lingering kiss, the most careful one Ren Chenfeng had ever given, but it was abruptly interrupted when Shu Lian opened her eyes.
She first looked at him in horror, then stretched out her foot and kicked him hard, her voice filled with terror: "What are you doing!"

Caught off guard by the kick, the bed cracked open. Ren Chenfeng grabbed the edge of the bed, thankfully not falling off. This wonderful atmosphere was ruined by this damned woman!
"It's a good morning kiss! A simple good morning kiss!" He raised an eyebrow, still with an arrogant attitude, though it could be interpreted as an explanation.

Shu Lian looked at him with great suspicion, then looked down and realized that most of her chest was exposed, rising and falling with her breath, her areolas faintly visible.
"Ah—" She abruptly pulled the blanket up to cover herself, but before she could recover, a shadow fell over her.

Ren Chenfeng braced himself on the headboard behind her, looking down at her with an indescribably eerie gaze: "Am I really that much like a pervert?"
"Ah," Shu Lian didn't react.
"Am I really that much like a rogue?" He asked forcefully, but it turned out he was just being hypocritical; no one knew a man's morning desires better than himself.

Shu Lian was horrified by his appearance, nodding, then shaking her head, unaware of how alluring her slightly parted lips and fearful eyes were.
She only heard a heavy breath before the man's lips pressed down forcefully on hers.

She glared, pushing and kicking, but couldn't break free an inch. His strength was astonishing; he subdued her almost effortlessly.
She was naked, her clothes gone without a scratch. Ren Chenfeng forcefully spread her legs, his burning heat between them pressing against her without any attempt to hide it.

"Ugh..." Shu Lian was speechless, barely able to breathe, her face flushed red, feeling like she was suffocating.
Just when she thought she was about to suffocate, Ren Chenfeng suddenly released her, his voice hoarse: "I don't want to force you every time. Say no, and I'll leave immediately."

Shu Lian froze, not understanding why his attitude had suddenly changed so drastically. Ren Chenfeng's deep eyes locked onto her, his gaze burning like a dark flame about to ignite.
His hot iron gently rubbed against her vulva, its hard, smooth, and large member easily arousing her sensitive spot, causing her to gush with pleasure.

“Baby…baby…” He lowered his head and captured her lips. “If you don’t speak, I’ll take that as a yes.”
Reaching this point was his limit. Heaven knows how he’d survived without a woman after leaving Shu Lian. He was completely under this woman’s spell; without Shu Lian, he had no interest in sex.

“I…I…no…”
“Too late!” Ren Chenfeng gritted his teeth and thrust in forcefully. Shu Lian cried out in surprise, her still-unlubricated but tight vagina gripping him tightly, causing him to groan.

The long-lost pleasure overwhelmed him like a tidal wave. If he had a shred of reason before, now it had completely collapsed. Every nerve in his body was focused on that one point, greedily and desperately feeling her warmth and softness.
“Relax…relax…damn it, can you not bite so hard!” Ren Chenfeng couldn’t help but curse under his breath. Seeing her wince in pain, he reached out and stroked her face. Completely different from his words, his actions were incredibly gentle.

"Ren Chenfeng, you bastard!" Shu Lian gasped in pain, and after catching her breath, she could only think of these three words.
Ren Chenfeng slightly raised his waist, pulled away a little, and feeling her let out a sigh of relief, he thrust in again, even deeper than before.

"Ah—gently, gently..." Shu Lian tilted her head back, her voice fragmented, unable to express her feelings. Whether it was anger or hatred was completely blurred; she thought she could no longer distinguish what was right and what was wrong.
Ren Chenfeng gasped for breath, as if he was truly enduring great pain. He buried his head in the crook of her shoulder, and with one hand, he reached into the place where they were joined, using the minimal amount of bodily fluid to knead that extremely sensitive clitoris.

"Ah...there...no, don't touch..." Shu Lian cried out softly. Having been with two men, she could easily distinguish the pleasure that desire brought to her body. Ren Chenfeng's teasing skills were very experienced, and his strength was just right. He didn't kiss her, but the hot breath he exhaled on her neck and his low panting were like an aphrodisiac, stirring her nerves.

Almost against her will, Shu Lian could clearly feel her body slowly heating up. The place where they were joined was still dry, but inside it was sore and uncomfortable, and she desperately wanted him to move.
He turned his head slightly and bit her fair neck: "You want it, huh?"

Shu Lian bit her lip and didn't make a sound, but her face was as red as if it could drip blood.
Holding her waist, Ren Chenfeng began to slowly thrust in and out, his other hand holding her left hand, his thumb ambiguously caressing her palm, and his lips were still licking and biting her earlobe without letting up. He was almost using all his teasing abilities, both tender and erotic.

"Baby... your hands are so slender and long, so beautiful..." He lowered his voice, hoarse from the eroticism, yet carrying a unique sensuality.
Suppressing the moan that was about to escape her lips, even in her passion, Shu Lian knew this guy was acting strangely today. He had actually abandoned his usual crude language in bed and started complimenting her.

"So wearing this will suit you better." He took something from somewhere and slipped its cool texture onto her fingertips.
Shu Lian had barely realized what it was when he kissed her deeply, pulled out his burning desire from her body, and then thrust in hard, slamming into the depths of her core, mercilessly scraping the already fully lubricated and opened inner walls.

"Ah—" An uncontrollable moan escaped her lips. In her panic, he tightly grasped her hand in his, making it into a fist. His hand warmly enveloped her from the outside, but the thrusts below were anything but gentle. He withdrew completely once more, then plunged in again, sending shivers down her spine.

It was as if fireworks were exploding before her eyes. Shu Lian's second moan didn't even have time to escape before he shattered it into pieces.
Her body was tossed up again and again. This man was as tyrannical as ever on the bed, concentrating almost all his weight on his waist and abdomen. His huge, throbbing, hot iron pierced her hard again and again, the swollen glans frantically scraping against her flesh walls. Each withdrawal brought out a large amount of fluid, and each thrust made her entire flower cave sink in.

"Ah...no..." Shu Lian shook her head, dazed. His sudden change from gentleness to roughness was too abrupt. The sudden fullness and intense pleasure crashed against her nerves like a giant wave, almost unbearable. "Ah...gently...gently...woo..."

"A woman who says one thing but means another..." Ren Chenfeng panted, looking down at the place where they were joined. Her vagina felt like it was about to be torn apart by him, struggling to swallow and release that huge thing. But even so, the love juice beneath her had already soaked most of the sheets. Her hazy eyes showed that she was very comfortable and liked him treating her like this.
"You're so wet...and you still say no..." He attacked her fiercely while running his index finger along the bottom of her buttocks, pulling out a long, transparent thread. "So wet...baby...don't be shy, you like it like this..."

He put his hand in her mouth, stirring her soft tongue. Almost instinctively, Shu Lian subconsciously took it in her mouth, looking at him with a confused and resentful look, as if begging him to be gentler, yet also as if she wanted more.
"You vixen!" Ren Chenfeng felt his lower body swell, growing even larger. Hearing her moan beneath him, his reason surged like a burst dam. "You really want to drain me dry!"

He bent down and pressed her wide-open legs, making her spread her private parts even wider and more exposed. Ren Chenfeng thrust his strong waist repeatedly, wild as a runaway horse. The sound of their pubic bones colliding was deafening. She was so tight, as if the more pleasure she felt, the tighter she gripped. Each time he pulled out, it was difficult, tearing the pink flesh of her vagina inside out. Shu Lian gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, clenching her teeth. Finally, under his repeated thrusts, she surrendered, shaking her head and crying out, "Ah...no...too...too fast...ah ah..."

"Uh..." Ren Chenfeng frowned, looking up. It was too fast, he felt it was too fast too. Waves of pleasure, like shivers, spread from his spine, spreading in all directions. The endless pleasure, like a raging tide, overwhelmed his usually proud willpower.
"Shu Lian! Ah—" the man growled, his hands gripping her snow-white buttocks, desperately thrusting his hot iron into her body, shallowly pulling and deeply penetrating, like a pile driver, nailing her firmly to the bed.

"Ahhhhh—" Shu Lian's cries were already hoarse and exhausted, "Feng... ah... spare me... please... ah..."
She felt as if her vagina was being pierced, both painful and numb, yet as if she had a masochistic tendency, a continuous wave of pleasure surged in like a tidal wave, quickly engulfing her.

Shaking her head violently, her hands finding no outlet for her pent-up emotions, she resorted to pinching his body, leaving countless finger marks. Shu Lian trembled, her vaginal muscles contracting fiercely, as if trying to expel the foreign object. Waves of heat surged uncontrollably, soaking the already drenched sheets even more.

"Come out! Come out! Come out!" Shu Lian cried, biting his shoulder, her whole body trembling. The overwhelming climax made her cry uncontrollably, almost unconsciously repeating those two words.
Ren Chenfeng, however, seemed to be blinded by ecstasy. His handsome face was contorted with extreme excitement, his strong waist and abdomen thrusting back and forth like a motor. His entire penis was completely swollen, stretching her already contracting inner walls to their limit. So much so that with each contraction, her body sucked hard on his shaft, bringing waves of overwhelming pleasure.

"Baby...it's coming...uh..." He suddenly groaned, thrusting in and out hundreds of times, making a series of wet, squelching sounds as they pounded their already soaking wet union. Finally, with a heavy thud, he ejaculated his hot, burning semen into her body.
"Ugh..." Shu Lian burst into tears, trembling almost convulsively. She felt a blur of white light before her eyes, as if she had been thrown into the clouds. A piercing metallic sound filled her ears, yet her whole body felt incredibly relaxed, as if every pore had been opened. She lazily relaxed, letting the sweaty man hold her tightly in his arms, kissing her repeatedly. The

lingering afterglow of passion filled the air, their breaths clearly audible. Shu Lian's head was spinning; she completely forgot what she was supposed to be doing, only feeling her eyelids drooping.
"Want to sleep a little longer, hmm?" Ren Chenfeng propped his head up with his hand, looking at her drowsy expression, a smile curving his lips as he kissed her forehead, his voice tender and affectionate.

After a satisfying meal, feeling refreshed and in high spirits, Ren Chenfeng found Shu Lian pleasing to the eye, even her yawning was incredibly cute.
Shu Lian opened her eyes groggily, looking at him, and it took her a while to realize where she was. "No, I should get up."

She struggled to sit up, finding her whole body weak, even struggling to put on her clothes.
"Rest for a while if you're tired," Ren Chenfeng said, glancing at his watch. "I'll take Han Che, you don't need to worry about him."

Shu Lian paused, a sudden tightness in her chest, as if stabbed by something. After a moment of silence, she said, "I want to see him one more time."
After this night, she and Han Che might truly have nothing left.

One more look, just one more look, and she would etch him into her mind, to be savored, felt, and then forgotten only through longing.
Without stopping her, Ren Chenfeng got up and dressed. Arrogant and conceited, he made no attempt to hide, brazenly putting on his pants right in front of Shu Lian. Seeing her blush, he smirked wickedly, turning to get his clothes. His muscular back was covered in red and purple welts.

Shu Lian lowered her head, avoiding his gaze. Those red and purple welts were proof enough that she had truly betrayed Han Che.
She fastened the last button and practically fled, pulling open the door. The figure by the door was so close she almost lost her footing and bumped into him.

Han Che sat by the door, head down, knees drawn up, seemingly in that position for a long time. Seeing her come out, he slowly looked up at her. His eyes, usually as bright as stars, were now as dim as an extinguished lamp.
Shu Lian froze.

(6) Black Desire 120 I Love You
"You're awake." Han Che's voice was soft and gentle. He slowly stood up. "I... wanted to say goodbye to you... afraid of waking you..."
His gaze fell on her hand, the diamond ring sparkling and dazzling.

Shu Lian followed his gaze and looked down at the thing on her hand. She hurriedly explained, "I didn't, I didn't..."
"As long as you're happy." Han Che interrupted her. His handsome face was pale and bloodless, but a smile appeared on his lips. "This time he's truly sincere towards you... I can finally rest assured."

"Han Che!" Shu Lian took a step forward, wanting to grab his hand and hug him. She wanted to say that she wasn't being stubborn anymore, that she was wrong, that he could do whatever he wanted, he could hit her, he could scold her, anything was fine, just don't abandon her!
Han Che quickly took a step back, leaving her hand hanging in the air.

“I was so foolish,” Han Che’s voice was calm, yet it sounded like he was crying. “I was wrong, Shu Lian, please forgive me…”
Shu Lian’s hand was still outstretched, large tears falling like those of a condemned prisoner awaiting his death sentence.

“We… are still siblings.” Han Che’s voice was strained, his eyelashes obscuring the emotions in his eyes, yet it seemed as if a tear might fall at any moment. “Forget what I said to you, what I did… just pretend nothing happened…”
Just pretend nothing happened? Shu Lian’s vision was already blurry. She wanted to speak, wanted to stop him, but couldn’t utter a single word.

“I…” Han Che wanted to say something more, but couldn’t utter a syllable. He turned away awkwardly, a glistening tear tracing an arc in the air before disappearing instantly. “Goodbye.”
His figure quickly disappeared around the corner. Shu Lian leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down, tears streaming down her face, but no sound came out.

It was raining, a light drizzle, not heavy, but it made the whole world seem gloomy.
Han Che recalled the night he brought Shu Lian back. It was raining like this too, but back then, he was overjoyed and excited. The moment she collapsed into his arms, countless emotions flashed through his mind: shock, anger, heartache, and also… relief…

relief that he had found her, relief that he had rescued her, relief that he would be the one to protect her from now on, relief that no one would hurt her again.
But he had personally sent her back, and from then on, they were like strangers. They still shared the closest relationship, yet they were the most distant strangers.

Perhaps Shu Lian was right; he didn't love her. She was just a toy he cared about.
But if it really was just dependence, just a toy, why did his heart ache so much…

He didn't know how he got back; the rain had soaked him to the bone, but he didn't seem to notice. Liang Qiwei jogged up to him, holding an umbrella to shield him: “Young Master, are you alright?”
He shook his head, and Han Che pushed his hand away: “I'm fine, Qiwei, I want to be alone for a while.”

After walking a few steps, Liang Qiwei jogged up again, handing him a postcard: “It's for you, there's no address.”
“Thank you.” Han Che took it, held it in his hand, and without looking at it closely, turned and went inside.

The phone rang incessantly, but Han Che seemed oblivious. He opened the wardrobe; the photo was still there, showing him as a child, smiling innocently. Shu Lian's face, however, was blurred from being rubbed so much. Han Che suddenly realized he couldn't remember what she looked like as a child, neither happy nor sad—it was a complete blank.

His fingers tightened, and he found something else clutched in his hand: the postcard from an unknown sender.
There was no signature, no address; the handwriting was neat and elegant.

“There can be many reasons to love someone.
You can love their handsome appearance, their gloomy expression, their wealth, or their beautiful body. You
can love them out of sympathy, gratitude, admiration, or pity.
Please don’t think it’s superficial, because no matter what the reason is, as long as you love someone, that love is sincere.
So please don’t doubt my sincerity. I love you, and there is no more sincere love than that.”

His body trembled violently, and Han Che suddenly clutched his chest, gasping for breath, but he still couldn’t stop the tears from falling from his eyes.
“Shu Lian… Shu Lian…” His voice was hoarse, but he could only stare blankly at the photograph. A gust of wind blew in, filling the room with a chill.

*
Note: This postcard was not sent by little Shu Lian.

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The curtains were suddenly pulled open by the watchful eye, and the sudden burst of sunlight made Shu Lian squint. The pale gold light shone on her pale face, and the fine downy hairs could be clearly seen.
The weather after a rain is always exceptionally clear; it's rare to see the sun shining on such a winter day.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Ren Chenfeng tilted his head, holding the phone between his fingers, a pen in his other hand, scribbling rapidly. "Secretary Fang, postpone all of today's arrangements by two hours… I don't care about the reason, no matter how busy I am at the end of the year, two hours won't make a difference! That's it."
Hanging up, he looked at Shu Lian. For days, she hadn't spoken, hadn't gone out, and was even more averse to his approach. The ring had been returned, lying quietly in the blue velvet box in his pocket. Needless to say, he had failed again.

Despite repeated defeats, Ren Chenfeng wasn't discouraged. He knew very well that his chances of winning against Han Che were slim. It
was just a pity that Han Che lacked something he could never make up for—like a title, like being aboveboard.

"The weather's nice today, let's go for a walk,"
Shu Lian slowly turned around, looking at the man whose attitude towards her had recently undergone a complete 180-degree turn, and unexpectedly nodded, "Okay."

Sitting in Su Ji's old shop, Ren Chenfeng pointed to the menu and ordered a few dishes. Suddenly remembering that he seemed to have never really known Shu Lian's tastes, he coughed lightly and leaned slightly forward, "The charcoal-grilled crispy ribs here are very good. I used to eat here often, you can try them."
"Okay." Shu Lian was clearly absent-minded, only glancing at the menu briefly before nodding.

Just in case, Ren Chenfeng ordered one of each flavor, paying special attention to her tastes while eating, memorizing them one by one. After finishing the meal, he drank a cup of coffee, and only when his phone automatically turned on at a set time did he have to drive her back.
The road was congested with traffic. To save time, Ren Chenfeng took a shortcut. This road was an abandoned old asphalt road, rarely used, but it could bypass the congested traffic and get back to Liyuan the fastest.

Shu Lian hadn't said much. Ren Chenfeng tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel. "I know you don't really like spending time with me, but don't label me a villain who'll never recover. Say something."
"I do have something to tell you..." Shu Lian hesitated, as if considering her words.

"Hmm." Ren Chenfeng glanced at her, then casually looked in the rearview mirror, but frowned. There were several black cars following behind.
"I wanted to say..." Shu Lian bit her lip, "Ren Chenfeng, we're not children anymore, are we?"

"What are you trying to say?" Ren Chenfeng stared intently at the rearview mirror at the black cars without license plates. He abruptly turned the steering wheel, veering onto a narrow mountain road.
“What I mean is, we were together before, but it wasn’t for marriage,” Shu Lian was caught off guard and bumped into his arms. She hurriedly scrambled up from his embrace. “I didn’t mean to use you as a shield, but leaving someone doesn’t mean you have to find someone else right away… You understand what I mean.”

Ren Chenfeng watched silently as she got up from his arms and kept her distance. His voice was low and unreadable: “Fasten your seatbelt and hold on.”
Shu Lian was a little surprised. He didn’t get angry or ask any questions. Just as she was wondering about it, she felt him suddenly step on the gas, and the car shot off like an arrow.

The mountain road was narrow, steep, and completely bumpy. Ren Chenfeng, however, drove the sports car like an airplane with a calm expression. The trees outside the window whizzed past, and broken branches rattled against the car windows. Even Shu Lian, who was slow to notice, realized something was wrong and quickly fastened her seatbelt. "What's wrong?"
"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed." Ren Chenfeng glanced at her, a sly smile playing on his lips. "It seems that whether you like it or not, we're bound together today. Even if we die, we'll be lovers."

The mountain road had ended, completely disappearing at the foot of the mountain. Ahead lay only a winding, steep slope, so steep that even an ox or horse would struggle to climb it, let alone a car.
He took out his phone and pressed a few keys. Ren Chenfeng frowned as he looked at the screen. No one answered. He cursed under his breath and tossed the phone to her: "Shortcut key 1, make a call!"

Then he quickly lifted the back seat cushion, revealing a dark gun and more than ten bullets. However, the engine roared behind them; the men had caught up.
He loaded a few bullets as quickly as possible, and the sound of hurried footsteps approached. Ren Chenfeng gritted his teeth, turned to the side, and raised his gun to block the car window. However, a cold voice came from behind him: "Put down the gun, or she'll lose her life!"

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spoke fluent American English.
He slowly turned the gun in his hand and handed it behind his back. Ren Chenfeng's voice was very calm: "Don't make things difficult for women. Whatever you want, money is fine. I can have someone send it over right away."

"Ah!" Shu Lian suddenly screamed. Ren Chenfeng's heart skipped a beat. He quickly turned around and wanted to pounce on her, but he saw her being dragged away. The phone in her hand was snatched away and smashed to the ground. Sparks flew everywhere, and the phone shattered into pieces.
"Mr. Ren Chenfeng, is it?" the man said in broken Chinese, a merciless smile playing on his lips. "If you dare to play any more tricks, or try anything trivial, I guarantee she'll die quickly!"

He forcefully ripped open Shu Lian's collar, revealing a large expanse of smooth, white skin. Shu Lian whimpered, wanting to scream, but desperately held back. The fear in her eyes showed that she wasn't just afraid, she was terrified.
Ren Chenfeng's eyes darkened. He knew perfectly well what she feared most—the darkest shadow he had ever cast upon her. But in this situation, it was even more terrifying than that scene.

The others had caught up, all burly foreigners, their faces bearing enigmatic smiles as their gazes roamed unabashedly over her exposed skin.
Countless thoughts raced through her mind in an instant. Han Che entrusted Shu Lian to her simply because he valued Tianyu as a protective shield. With Tianyu's wealth and power, no one in the country could touch them, that was for sure. But these people before her were clearly mercenaries hired from abroad.

If Kong Feng intended to destroy the entire Han family, this move was far too ruthless!
There was another possibility: Feng Jinran…

The man's eyes were like a pool of autumn water. Though the description was strange, it was the only word that could describe them. His eyes revealed no expression other than a smile, yet they always seemed to conceal something unfathomable, something you couldn't understand or grasp.
"Let her go, I'll go with you." Ren Chenfeng raised his hands, allowing a young black man with dyed hair to tightly bind them. His gaze remained fixed on the large man who appeared to be the leader, who stared back without flinching. Only when Ren Chenfeng was bound hand and foot did a forced smile appear on his face.

"Very pragmatic." He released the still-shaken Shu Lian, watching her trembling hands straighten her clothes. "As long as she obeys, I guarantee she'll suffer less."
"Get in the car!" He shoved Shu Lian into their car. The phone in Shu Lian's pocket beeped from the impact, but no one noticed.

Shu Lian was dizzy from the impact, but then she heard a dull thud followed by a sharp crack. Her heart clenched, and she saw Ren Chenfeng kneeling on the ground, his face pale. Beside him, a tall, thin white man in a floral shirt held a long, thick baseball bat, his expression quite contemptuous.
"Ren Chenfeng!" she shouted, her nails digging deeply into her palms.
Ren Chenfeng glanced up at her, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, but a smirk played on his lips: "Woman, I'm not dead yet, why are you screaming so pitifully!"

Despite his words, he still groaned as the two white men shoved him in. Shu Lian grabbed him, her voice trembling: "You...is your leg broken?"
"You won't die." The tall man and the black man with the painted headboard crawled in together, looking them down from either side, their voices menacing. "Say what you want to say, even your last words, haha!"

Laughter echoed unrestrainedly from inside the car, the driver flooring the accelerator, the modified black car gliding effortlessly along the bumpy mountain road.
However, Han Che couldn't calm down. He'd overheard the conversation when the receiver on his earring was forcibly activated. It was the global GPS tracking system he'd installed on Shu Lian's phone; unless he deliberately spied on it, her signal would only activate upon a violent impact.

"Qiwei, change course, go to the Songnan Expressway!"
"The Songnan Expressway is where we're going to meet the Vietnamese gang..." Liang Qiwei was full of questions. This deal was very unusual and couldn't be delayed. These were critical times, and if a conflict broke out with the Vietnamese gang, they might be overwhelmed.

"I said change course!" The usually calm Han Che lost his composure. He clearly heard the English conversation coming from the other end. Only mercenaries who valued money over life would dare to mess with Ren Chenfeng in China. Shu Lian had no ability to protect herself, and he dared not take any risks!
Helpless, Liang Qiwei found a U-turn intersection, changed direction, got on the overpass, and drove towards the Songnan Expressway at top speed.

Han Che dialed Ah Wu's number and ordered everyone he could mobilize to rush over there. His face remained calm, but his heart was in turmoil. He should have expected it; it wouldn't be as easy as he thought. Luckily, he had made preparations beforehand, otherwise…
However, before he could even feel relieved, Liang Qiwei suddenly lowered his voice: "Young Master, I've discovered someone is following us!"
123 (Final Chapter)
Posted: 4/29 2011
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The black cloth covering her head was ripped off. Before Shu Lian could adjust to the sudden light, her hair was pulled up, forcing her to look at Ren Chenfeng.
The man was in a sorry state, kneeling on the ground, his hands tied behind his back by two men. His expression remained arrogant, still arrogant, raising
an eyebrow and mouthing "I won't let anything happen to you" to her.
"Idiot, your face's been beaten up, and you're still worried about me like this...
"
The man in the main seat lazily squinted his eyes. "Ren Chenfeng, you didn't expect this day to come, did you?"
Ren Chenfeng shoved aside the two men behind him, stood up shakily, his expression like that of an unapproachable emperor. "Say it, what do you want?"
"Haha—" The man clapped his hands. "I like to end things directly. But..." He gently pinched his chin, his gaze falling on Shu Lian on the ground. "What if I said I wanted this woman?"
"Dream on!"
A
glint flashed in the man's eyes. He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, about to speak, when someone rushed in from outside. He glanced at Shu Lian with disgust, then whispered in the man's ear, "Feng Jinran and Han Che have both come looking for us."
"What?!" The man was shocked, then furious. "The people they sent are all useless!"
"Boss...we're now..."
He stood up angrily, picked up the wooden stick leaning against the wall, and lashed it hard at Ren Chenfeng, sneering, "Young Master Ren should thank you, you fickle woman. If she hadn't provoked Feng Jinran, we'd be dead today."
The thick, long wooden stick lashed at him, but Ren Chenfeng endured it without uttering a sound. Seeing his defiance, the man threw the stick away. "Hit him! Hit
him hard!"
"Ren Chenfeng—" Shu Lian cried out, tears streaming down her face without her noticing.
She
was beaten to her knees, her forehead bleeding, her vision blurring. Ren Chenfeng looked up at her, still smiling: "Woman, don't cry.
Don't cry...
"
The violence seemed endless. Ren Chenfeng forced himself not to fall. He had to watch over Shu Lian, make sure she was alright, that she didn't faint
, she absolutely couldn't.
Finally—
the group of people gradually walked away, and he heard the iron gate close.
Silence fell.
It was as if the whole world consisted of only the two of them.
"
Ren Chenfeng..." Shu Lian cried as she ran over, embracing the mangled body. "You won't die, you won't die."
"Stupid woman, how could I die?"
"Ren Chenfeng... I, I..."
"Shu Lian," he asked weakly, closing his eyes briefly, "Have you ever liked me? Or, someday in the future,
will you ever like me?"
Countless
drops of blood gushed from the body in his arms, staining Shu Lian's eyes red. She felt panic, as if she were about to lose something. "I don't know," the humiliation and pain this man had brought her were still vivid in her mind. She bit her lower lip. "I really... don't know."
She didn't know if she had ever liked him, and she didn't know about the unpredictable... future. "Fool, why are you being so kind, pitying me
?
" He frowned, using all his strength to wipe away her
tears . "Shouldn't you be yelling at him to get lost? Why give me a chance, let me... have hope..."
No, no. It wasn't pity. This high and mighty man didn't need her pity.
But why? He wanted to die.
Why did seeing him like this cause her heart to ache as if it were being torn apart
?
With a clang, the iron gate opened.
Shu Lian squinted and looked outside.
Sunlight streamed in through the open door, and Han Che and Feng Jinran stood there, seemingly invisible.
"Shu Lian..." The two men carefully touched her face. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, quick, quick, save Ren Chenfeng, quick, save Ren Chenfeng..."
Ren
Chenfeng's thick, sword-like eyebrows finally relaxed, and she closed her eyes, finally able to faint peacefully.
Han Che and Feng Jinran had arrived; she wouldn't be in any more trouble.
The
room reeked of disinfectant. Ren Chenfeng opened her eyes and moved her stiff hands.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, dust motes dancing in the air.
A beautiful day.
But it was empty; she was alone.
Shu Lian... in the end, she refused to be with them, in the end, she ran away with them.

She smiled bitterly, making a move to sit up, when the room door was suddenly pushed open gently.
"You're awake," Shu Lian said in surprise.
Ren Chenfeng was even more surprised than her, his handsome face almost blank. "You didn't leave?"
"Why would I leave?"
"Shouldn't you be with them, with them..."
Shu Lian gently fiddled with the bouquet in her hand, walked over, put it in a vase, and with her back to Ren Chenfeng, said in a light voice,
"I want to give you a chance, and give myself a chance too."
"What did you say?" Ren Chenfeng picked at his ears, wondering if he was hallucinating.
“Ren Chenfeng!” Han Che leaned against the doorway, a cold glint in his eyes. “If you ever do anything to wrong Shu Lian again, I’ll skin you alive.”
Ren
Chenfeng pulled the needle from his hand and slowly walked behind Shu Lian, hugging her tightly. His voice trembled. “You really decided to…”
Feng Jinran said coldly, “The four of us together.”
Shu Lian blushed, looked at the gardenia tree outside the window, pursed her lips, and grasped Ren Chenfeng’s trembling hand. “The four of us together…” ──end── (0.24
) Happy New Year Three-P Erotic Extra Chapter (1) The plot was so frustrating to write, so as a holiday gift, I’m releasing a three-P erotic extra chapter. It’s uncertain whether it will appear in the main text! And there's no guarantee this will be consistent with later plot developments, just for the thrill! ^o^ * After a drunken night, Shu Lian laughed and cried, as if she had a very long nightmare. When she woke up, the clouds finally parted, Che was not dead, Ren Chenfeng had survived, and the man who always smiled calmly had never left her side. Holding Han Che's hand tightly, Shu Lian didn't let go even after falling asleep drunk. The boy of yesteryear had become a handsome and outstanding young man, but the starlight in his eyes remained as bright as ever, as if the world itself was made exceptionally bright by that light. Waking up in the middle of the night, the stars twinkled outside the window, filling the room with moonlight. Shu Lian suddenly woke up, as if she had just woken from a long dream. Reaching out, she touched a warm, real body. Han Che's handsome profile was half-hidden in shadow, reflected in the faint starlight, clear yet unreal. She traced his outline again and again, his delicate eyelashes suddenly trembled a few times, then he opened his eyes and quietly looked at her. Shu Lian choked back tears: "Che..." A faint ripple appeared in his dark eyes. He reached out and took her hand: "I'm here." She leaned in, gently caressing his lips, as if in a dream: "Che, am I dreaming...?" "It's not a dream, I'm here, right in front of you." He answered softly, feeling her hot tears fall on her cheeks. She kissed him frantically, as if afraid he would run away and never return. Most of her body was on top of him, as if she had lost a lot of weight, her bones digging into him painfully. He sighed, returning her kiss, gentle and tender, carefully prying open her teeth, as if afraid of startling her, gently sucking on her tongue. It was an extremely delicate and tender kiss, so tender that it seemed devoid of any lust. Han Che closed his eyes, his warm breath brushing against her face, as if proving to her that this was not a dream, that he had really returned, fulfilling his promise to her. Shu Lian finally closed her eyes in relief, letting out a muffled moan from her throat. She tilted her head back and felt his lips slowly slide across her cheek, her ear, and then onto her neck, gently kissing and licking. Her fingers unconsciously lifted his shirt, feeling his warm body temperature, and slowly climbed up to his most sensitive nipple. A soft gasp, as if suppressed desire had been suddenly released, Han Che tilted his head slightly, ending the long kiss, his voice hoarse: "Sleep, they're still here..." Shu Lian suddenly blocked his lips, silencing his next words, her slender fingers sliding down, covering his already hot and hard erection, arousing a shiver in him: "Che, don't go, I miss you, don't you miss me..." Han Che froze, seeing that her eyes were still hazy, Shu Lian lowered her head and took his erection into her mouth, her soft, moist lips tightly enveloping his constantly throbbing hardness, Han Che, who had not tasted desire for many years, tilted his head back and groaned, desperately suppressing the desire that was about to burst forth. The night was as still as water, and the cicadas chirped from the garden outside the French windows. It should have been a cool and tranquil summer night, but Han Che was drenched in sweat. He looked up at the patterns on the dim ceiling, his heart filled with a bittersweet feeling. Shu Lian begged him not to go, not to go. How could he not want to leave her? But life was unpredictable, beyond his control, and she had suffered these past few years… The stimulation below intensified with each passing moment. Han Che gasped, pulling Shu Lian up and kissing her fiercely, their passion surging like a floodgate bursting. He called her in a hoarse voice, “Shu Lian, Shu Lian… you fool, you idiot!” “I am a fool, I am an idiot.” Shu Lian looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears, as if they might fall at any moment. She reached out and grasped his erection, lifting her hips, slowly swallowing him completely until their bodies were tightly joined. Both of them couldn't help but sigh softly, “Che, promise me, don't leave me again…” (0.2) Happy New Year Part 3 P Exciting H Extra (2) Long-lasting longing brought with it an uncontrollable lust, like a wildfire, instantly devouring the reason of both of them. Although it was still a little dry down there, Shu Lian quickly adapted to the intrusion of the foreign object. Her waist was tightly held by Han Che, as if she wanted to push him away, but she couldn't help but press down again and again, welcoming his hardness without reservation. Han Che's hands roamed over her body, like a massage, but with more passion. Every place his slender fingertips touched ignited a tiny flame. Shu Lian tilted her head back and felt him sit up, push open her shirt, and take her nipple into his mouth, sometimes licking it gently, sometimes sucking it hard. Shu Lian's throat was dry, she wanted to moan, but dared not make a sound. She wanted to grasp something, but had nothing to hold onto. Her entire weight fell on that hard spot, she was lifted up and then quickly put down, the point of contact was numb from the impact. Because of the excessive suppression, her mind was filled with a roar, nothing but pleasure, so blank that it could not contain anything else. The air seemed to begin to steam, and the two of them couldn't suppress their breathing, which spread softly around them. Shu Lian's eyes were wet, and hot, moist love fluid gushed out from her lower body, making the in-and-out movements smoother. Han Che lay down, holding her waist tightly, and kept thrusting upwards, as if he wanted to bury his whole body into her.

"Che... Han Che..." Shu Lian was rendered speechless by his thrusts, her low moans tinged with tears. She unconsciously called his name, completely forgetting where she was. She only knew that she and Che were now one, tightly connected, two people, and one person; no one could separate them.

A hand reached up to her soft breasts, gently kneading and caressing them. Shu Lian's mouth opened slightly, her head tilted back, and she moaned softly. The fullness in her lower body and the fullness in her breasts brought her ultimate pleasure.
Suddenly, a very low chuckle sounded in her ear. Shu Lian was startled and instinctively turned her head, seeing the man lying on the sofa beside her, his eyes half-closed, his hand shamelessly kneading her breasts, erotic and slightly mocking.

Perhaps due to nervousness, she stared stiffly at Ren Chenfeng. Han Che, panting, called to her from below, "Shu Lian, you're so tight... I can't hold back anymore..."
He thrust his hips rapidly, perhaps feeling it wasn't enough, and reached up to touch her, but unexpectedly touched another hand instead.

Not only Shu Lian, but Han Che was also stunned. Shu Lian was both ashamed and angry, wishing she could disappear into the ground.
The atmosphere was strange; for a moment, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Her racing heartbeat seemed to stop instantly. Shu Lian bit her lip, as if someone had stabbed her in the heart!

Suddenly, an arm pulled her close. Ren Chenfeng sighed indistinctly and pressed his lips firmly against hers, his tongue darting in, almost plundering her mouth.
Shu Lian was shocked and ashamed. Che, Han Che was still there, how could he…

However, as if deliberately not giving her a chance to think, Han Che beneath her began to move at that moment, thrusting slowly but powerfully deeper. Shu Lian desperately shook her head, but she couldn't escape their hold. Han Che's hands tightly gripped her waist, making her unable to move at all, while her entire upper body was pulled into Ren Chenfeng's arms. He had her mouth sealed shut, and she could only make indistinct muffled sounds.

(0.26) Happy New Year Part 3: Exciting H Extra Chapter (3)
What, what is this! Shu Lian struggled desperately, but could not resist the pleasure brought by Han Che under her. The thing inside her body seemed to have grown even bigger. Shu Lian pushed him against her will, but under the attack of the two, she was ashamed and unbearable, and actually squeezed his hardness tightly, trembling as she reached orgasm.

"Ugh...ugh...let go...ah..." Shu Lian's face was red, and she squeezed Ren Chenfeng's arm tightly, unable to suppress her loud moaning.
"Baby...you are so sexy...you can also have an orgasm like this..." Ren Chenfeng whispered in her ear, his tongue probing into her sensitive earlobe, licking her until she trembled.

"Waaah...no...no...please...please..." Shu Lian finally couldn't hold back her tears, but the two seemed not to hear her. Whether it was deliberate torture or jealousy, Han Che still held her waist tightly, constantly thrusting his increasingly thick and hard member into her soft depths, each time reaching the deepest point, each time pounding with all his might, brutally tearing open her constantly contracting and convulsing tightness, then scraping and tearing at the tender flesh of her inner walls.

Ren Chenfeng was not to be outdone, kissing her, until the kisses turned into biting, not hard, but with a slight pain and a strange pleasure. His hands grasped her round breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft, full roundness into various shapes, lewd and unrestrained.
"Ah...no...no more..." Shu Lian cried and shook her head. It was too shameful. Although she had been intimate with both men and had developed feelings for them after going through so much, she couldn't accept having two at the same time... But she couldn't suppress her body's reaction. Wave after wave of pleasure surged in like a tidal wave. She convulsed and trembled incessantly, and against her will, she was once again brought to an overwhelming climax...

However, just as she reached her peak again, the floor lamp in the corner of the living room was turned on. The dim yellow light was not bright, but it instantly illuminated the scene before her clearly. Shu Lian had been stripped naked by Ren Chenfeng and was being held by Han Che, who was thrusting up and down her slender waist. The place where the two were joined was full of clear, lubricating fluid, and with each impact, it made a squelching sound. Her full, white breasts were pinched by the man's strong hands, leaving slight bruises. But she seemed to feel nothing, only convulsing in the man's arms with vacant eyes.

Wearing a beige loungewear robe, Feng Jinran leaned against the living room doorway, the robe slightly open, revealing a patch of smooth skin. Unlike her usual gentle demeanor, she exuded a captivating sensuality.
"I told you I shouldn't have left you drunkards in the living room," Feng Jinran said in a clear, calm voice, her tone neither angry nor angry, but the flames in her eyes said otherwise.

Han Che, having been frightened twice in one night, probably couldn't hold on any longer. The intense pleasure had completely robbed him of his ability to think. He thrust into her several times, finally withdrawing and releasing himself outside her. He gasped for breath, but held Shu Lian tightly, refusing to let go, tenderly kissing away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

As if in a provocation, Ren Chenfeng glanced at Feng Jinran, then erotically licked her neck, his hands naturally caressing and kneading her full breasts. He let out a sexy "Mmm," saying, "Baby, you're so hypocritical. With so many people watching, you're actually feeling this much..."
He then flicked her pert nipple with his finger, eliciting a cry of pain and a slight tremor from Shu Lian. His finger slowly slid down between her legs into her wet flower valley, a gentle press and rubbing eliciting soft moans from Shu Lian.

"Jinran... save me..." Shu Lian's eyes were blurred from their attack, but she still knew what was happening. She hadn't wanted things to turn out this way... She could only beg him for help, even though it was incredibly embarrassing...
Feng Jinran walked over and knelt down in front of her, his narrow phoenix eyes like pools of autumn water. His slight smile was indescribably alluring.

He gently kissed her forehead, his long, slender fingers caressing her slightly swollen lips, his voice soft: "You're my wife now, how can I let them have you all to themselves?"
Shu Lian looked at him blankly, unsure of what he meant. Feng Jinran's fingers had already slipped into her mouth, gently teasing her tongue, his tone indulgent, like scolding a child who had stolen candy: "Shu Lian, you're too disobedient and greedy. Do you know you'll be punished for this, hmm?"

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