[Rebirth and Mystery: Who Am I?] (Part 10)

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The autumn air is crisp and clear. Eight or nine o'clock in the morning is the most comfortable time of day. Fang Lan and Xia Zhuyi
were practicing yoga by the osmanthus tree in the back garden. The air was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms. Qiao Qiurong, who had left the basement, also
joined the two beautiful women. Qiao Qiurong and Fang Lan were discussing the restructuring of Lingjiang Chemical Machinery Plant. Although
Fang Lan's idea was good, some problems arose in its implementation, such as some conservative and
older employees. If Lingjiang Chemical Machinery Plant were completely privatized, these people would be completely pushed into the market, which they would definitely
not want. They would rather stay in the state-owned chemical machinery plant, earning a lukewarm salary. They felt that
once the plant underwent restructuring, if it faced operational difficulties in two or three years, the private owners would certainly not care about their livelihood, and
the government would also abandon them. Who would they turn to then? Another obstacle was the current
operators who had contracted production workshops within the plant. These individuals were originally key personnel in the plant's operations. They had leveraged their advantageous positions to contract workshops
and earn substantial profits, but they lacked the capacity to restructure the entire plant. The Oriental Company's
proposed acquisition of the plant would undoubtedly cut off their source of income, naturally drawing strong opposition from these individuals.
"Mr. Fang, Baima Lake hasn't officially opened yet, and its future prospects are unclear. At this point,
we're definitely not going to reassign these redundant, unskilled staff to Baima Lake Tourism Company. Mr. Fang, how about we
change our approach? Dongfang Company can be stationed at the Chemical Machinery Plant, but not as a shareholder in the restructuring, but
as a contractor. Your company can utilize the plant's equipment and skilled workers for production. Mr. Fang can
pay some initial funds as rent for this period. I'll use this money to compensate the redundant staff and encourage
them to find their own way. I can arrange for a few employees to take the lead in receiving compensation and leaving the company. I think if
someone takes the lead, others will be willing to collect the money and leave to find their own way." "
Mr. Qiao's idea is good. Every person we can get rid of is a good one. After the holiday, I'll have Dongfang Company
's business manager talk to Mr. Qiao about this. What about the contractors now? Has Mr. Qiao spoken to them yet
?"
"These people are easier to handle. The main factory signed a contract with them, and it's
normal that they won't be subcontracted to them after the contract expires. The problem now is that they're spreading rumors in the factory that Dongfang Company will
fire all the employees after taking over, so the employees of the chemical machinery factory are very resistant to the restructuring. Dongfang Company will enter the chemical machinery factory as a contractor and
will definitely use the skilled workers. The rumors will then fall apart on their own. The difficulty lies with those who have no skills and
just sit around doing nothing. These people have banded together now, and I hope my idea can divide them. Mr.
Fang, let's take a multi-pronged approach. You can first arrange a few lucrative positions in Baima Lake to privately contact
the leaders among these people. Once those leaders leave the chemical machinery factory, the remaining people will be much easier to deal with without their leaders."
At Fang Yulong's instruction, Gu Ziyun agreed that Yinghua Company and Future Company would jointly invest in the construction of Anfang Intelligent Equipment Co., Ltd. in Lingjiang
, with Yinghua holding 70% of the shares and Future Company holding 30%. As
the person in charge of this project, Xia Mo was very happy after reaching a written agreement with Gu Ziyun. Even though it was October 1st, Xia
Mo had arranged to go to Dongshan with Gu Ziyun to inspect and select a site for the factory. However, she didn't see Gu Ziyun this morning
. She asked several nannies, but they all said they hadn't seen Gu Ziyun.
"I don't know where Ziyun went. And Yulong, he went out for a run early this morning and hasn't come back yet. I
was hoping he would accompany Ziyun and me to Dongshan to choose a factory site." Xia Mo walked to the back garden and saw three beautiful women practicing
yoga. She went over to chat with the three women and complained to Xia Zhuyi.
Qiao Qiurong blushed slightly. Fang Yulong hadn't gone out for a run today; he was "punishing" Gu Ziyun in the basement
. It had been an hour. That big devil should be finished by now, right? She wondered if her daughter and Gu Ziyun could handle
that pervert. Thinking of the feeling of Fang Yulong's large penis inside her little pussy last night, Qiao Qiurong's
legs involuntarily tightened, her two jade-like legs straightening.
"Xia Mo, I saw Yulong and Chongyue together this morning, they're probably out having fun somewhere." Qiao Qiurong took a deep
breath and stretched her legs, sitting cross-legged on the pink cushion. The beautiful woman was wearing a black yoga outfit, the soft
vest clinging to her chest, a red and black lanyard around her neck, and a translucent jade pendant nestled in her deep
cleavage, only the edge of its emerald green showing.
Xia Mo knew that Fang Yulong and Zhang Chongyue's engagement was fake, but Zhang Chongyue was now Fang Yulong's fiancée. Thinking
of her nephew's peculiar habit—going to look for Zhang Chongyue early in the morning and not finding her—she must have been doing
something shameful. Thinking of this, Xia Mo's face flushed red. Seeing Xia Mo's blushing face, Qiao Qiurong couldn't help but
think of what had happened at the old dock that day. Could that mysterious woman be the Great Demon King's aunt, which is why
he's hiding her identity? Qiao Qiurong kept glancing at Xia Mo, but it didn't seem quite right. If it really was Xia Mo that day,
this woman certainly wouldn't have been shy about talking about Yu Long and Chong Yue.
Thinking of the mysterious woman who appeared at the old dock, Qiao Qiurong shifted her gaze to Xia Zhuyi and Fang Lan.
Xia Zhuyi, like Qiao Qiurong, was wearing a long vest and trousers, but in a light red color, making her look
like a young girl. Fang Lan was wearing a dark blue corset, revealing her smooth, flat stomach. After
half a year of practice, Fang Lan could already perform many difficult moves. When Qiao Qiurong looked at Fang Lan, Fang Lan
was supporting herself on the mat with both hands, maintaining her balance in mid-air, her legs slowly opening until they formed a straight line,
her whole body turning into an inverted T-shape. Fang Lan was wearing blue striped yoga pants, her pert buttocks wrapped
like a peach, incredibly sexy, even Qiao Qiurong was captivated. That mysterious woman wasn't Xia Mo;
could it be one of those two? If so, Fang Yulong was insane. Thinking of the engagement banquet,
where Fang Yulong was holding her ass, calling her "mother-in-law" while fucking her little cunt, Qiao Qiurong felt a surge of anger .
It's hot. Fang Yulong has even slept with her, so what wouldn't he dare to do?
"Auntie, you're here too." Just as Xia Mo was thinking about Fang Yulong
messing around with Zhang Chongyue in a room of the villa, Fang Yulong appeared in the garden.
"Yulong, I arranged to meet President Gu today to see the site for the factory. Have you seen him?"
"Auntie, today's the 1st! Aren't you resting at home?"
"Don't you know, time is money. The sooner we finalize the site, the sooner construction can begin." Xia
Mo pulled Fang Yulong aside and whispered, "Yulong, I heard this villa was renovated according to your wishes.
I feel something's off about this yard. I asked the housekeepers, and they all said they didn't see Gu Ziyun leave, but she's
not in the villa either. What's going on?"
"She's probably sleeping in her room. Did you go to the east side of the villa to look for her?"
"I only stayed in the living room on the first floor for a few minutes. The housekeeper said she wasn't in her room."
"Auntie, she has quite a few rooms in her house. Maybe the housekeeper just didn't notice. I even saw Anna
and her mother talking on the balcony just now."
"Really?" Xia Mo was skeptical and went to the east side of the villa to look for Gu Ziyun.
"Yulong, it seems your aunt is a workaholic, eager to build Anfang Intelligence." In
front of Fang Lan and Xia Zhuyi, Qiao Qiurong still maintained a certain elder's demeanor. She stood up, winked at Fang Yulong
, and swayed her hips as she returned to the central villa.
Once Qiao Qiurong was gone, Fang Yulong sat on the mat she had used earlier, watching the two beautiful women do yoga
. Fang Lan had already pressed her breasts against the mat, her body in an inverted C-shape, her legs raised high,
sometimes straight, sometimes open and flat, forming a straight line. The pants tightly hugging her buttocks outlined
the shape of her plump vulva, making Fang Yulong want to bite it. Xia Zhuyi was doing
the same movements, but compared to Fang Lan, her posture was more elegant; at least the shape of her private parts wasn't as exaggerated as Fang Lan's
.
"Yulong, what were you up to in the basement last night? You wouldn't even let your aunt and me go down." A
minute or two later, Xia Zhuyi and Fang Lan sat on the cushions and asked Fang Yulong about what happened last night. Of course, Fang Yulong
wouldn't hide anything from the two beautiful women and told them everything that had happened last night.
"You brat, how did you come up with this idea? Be careful the government doesn't take you down as a cult."
"Aunt, what kind of cult is this? There are only ten of us, including you. Besides, I wouldn't let them set
fire to themselves or anything like that. Who would know?"
"Stop! You just said there are only ten of us. Do you want your mother and me to
be like those women, chanting sutras and holding religious tokens every day?"
"How could that be? How could you be like them? You are the Holy Mothers of the Tai Ri Cult. Your duty is
to educate me." Fang Yulong took out two jade pendants and handed them to Xia Zhuyi and Fang Lan respectively. These two jade pendants
were very different from the previous ones. Qiao Qiurong and the others wore green jade pendants, but Xia Zhuyi and Fang Lan's pendants
were carved from top-grade red jadeite, their color rich and lustrous, even the two noble ladies couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
The other women's jade pendants were mostly square, while these two red jadeite pendants were round. Instead of the
Yan Emperor image modeled after Fang Yulong, the front was carved with images of the Holy Mother modeled after Fang Lan and Xia Zhuyi, their faces resembling
Fang Lan's and their features like Xia Zhuyi's, giving a solemn and serene feeling. The back of the pendants was also engraved with
the two small seal characters "Tai Ri. "
"Aunt, Mother, these are tokens for joining my Tai Ri Sect. Each one is incredibly valuable. Even if I wanted to recruit more
people to spread the Tai Ri Sect, I couldn't afford these tokens."
"I was wondering why I saw Qiao Qiurong wearing a jade pendant earlier; it turns out it's a token." Xia Zhuyi and Fang Lan smiled at each other
, clasped their pendants in their hands, and closed their eyes in prayer. Seeing the two noblewomen's solemn expressions, Fang Yulong
didn't dare disturb them. He waited until they opened their eyes before asking, "Aunt, Mother, what are you doing?"
"You founded this Tai Ri Sect, so of course your aunt and mother will support you. Sect Leader, come and
put the jade pendants on your aunt and mother." Fang Lan and Xia Zhuyi placed the jade pendants in their palms. Fang Yulong knelt
behind the two beautiful women and placed the jade pendants on his aunt and mother.
Xia Zhuyi touched the jade pendant on her chest and said, "Yulong, why did you name your sect 'Tai Ri'?
It's a strange name, a bit vulgar."
Fang Yulong knelt behind Xia Zhuyi, gently massaging the beautiful woman's shoulders, and said, "Mother, I have to criticize
you. Tai Ri means the Great Sun God, how can it be vulgar? If you think it's vulgar, it's because your mind isn't pure enough
."
"Pah, you brat, lecturing me. If we're talking about vulgarity, you're the most vulgar."
"Mother, actually, Tai Ri means 'most good at sun.' Tell me, am I worthy of being the Tai Ri God?"
Xia Zhuyi stretched out her slender jade finger, turned around and poked Fang Yulong's forehead, saying, "You're the only one who can say 'most good at sun .'
Yulong, Xiaoying isn't coming back to Lingjiang this National Day holiday. She said things are progressing smoothly at Jinhui in Haicheng
. What's your relationship with that Yue Linhong like? You haven't forgotten about me and your aunt just because you found your biological mother, have you
?"
"Mom, how could that be? In my heart, she's far inferior to you and Aunt. If it weren't
for needing her help in Haicheng, I wouldn't bother with her at all."
"I remember some lecherous man saying he'd stab someone to death with a big stick. Xiaoying
is still a little unhappy about your efforts to woo Yue Linhong. Tomorrow when you go to Haicheng, spend more time with Xiaoying, don't keep going to see that Yue guy." Xia
Zhuyi knew her son's preferences. Although Yue Linhong couldn't compare to her, she was still a charming and beautiful woman from the officialdom,
exactly her son's type. Knowing her son's habits, Yue Linhong would definitely become his concubine. Therefore
, before her son went to Haicheng, Xia Zhuyi felt it necessary to remind him that Fang Ying was his main course, and Yue Linhong
was just a snack.
Qiao Qiurong stood by the back window, watching Fang Yulong and the two noblewomen in the garden.
She noticed something odd when Fang Yulong gave the two ladies a small red coin pendant. Within minutes, she realized that the red pendant, like the jade pendant around her neck,
was a token of the Tai Ri Sect. Interesting. Could it be that Fang Yulong has become possessed? Does he really think he's so great?
" He's already too much of a god, and he wants his mother and aunt to join the cult too?
" Zhang Chongyue's voice suddenly rang out behind Qiao Qiurong, startling
the beautiful woman so much her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
"You brat, you scared me half to death." Qiao Qiurong clutched her chest and glared at Zhang Chongyue. Zhang Chongyue
walked to the window and saw Fang Yulong playing with the two beautiful women in the garden. She said sweetly, "Mom, so
you were peeping. I'll tell him later and he'll punish you properly."
"You brat, you were enjoying yourself with him just now, and you're already siding with him
. How could I have given birth to such an ungrateful child?"
"Mom, I didn't. It's Auntie who's possessed. Auntie is going to build a special prayer room in the basement.
Besides the monthly full moon rituals, on the 8th, 18th, and 28th of the lunar month, we'll all go to the prayer room
to pray for that big demon king."
Qiao Qiurong was also stunned by her sister's actions and asked Zhang Chongyue if it was true. Zhang Chongyue said, "Of course it's
true! Auntie is choosing a suitable room in the basement right now. She also told me that the Tai Ri Jing is an ancient book,
originally written in Small Seal script. Fang Yulong was afraid we wouldn't understand it, so he had that gold book made for us. I didn't believe it,
so Auntie even took me to see that Small Seal script ancient book. These two books will be displayed together in the prayer room later. I
don't know many Small Seal script characters, and I don't know if that ancient book is real or fake. Mom, you used to study Small Seal script calligraphy,
so you must recognize that ancient book. Let's go see if the Tai Ri Jing is really translated from that ancient book." "
Fang Yulong is definitely playing tricks. With his connections, forging such an ancient book wouldn't be difficult for him
. Xiaoyue, you don't really believe it, do you?"
"I don't believe it, but Auntie's really been poisoned. Mom, go check and tell Auntie it's just Fang Yulong
's trick. We'll just help him fool Anna for now, don't get too carried away. Otherwise, we'll have to pray
three times a month, which is too much trouble." Clearly, Zhang Chongyue didn't mind Qiao Wanrong's personality cult, but
she couldn't stand being dragged into prayers later.
In the basement, Qiao Wanrong was measuring distances in an empty room with a tape measure, considering what
kind of altar would be suitable. Seeing Qiao Qiurong and Zhang Chongyue enter, she pulled them to help her measure the distances. "Wanrong
, I know what you're thinking. He can sense your devotion to him. Since you got pregnant, his attitude towards you
has changed drastically. What you're doing is completely unnecessary."
"Sister, I know you'll call me foolish. But to me, Yulong is a god. I've been married for ten years and
haven't been able to conceive, yet a tiny drop of his semen made me pregnant. Don't you think that's amazing?"
"Wanrong, I didn't come to argue with you about these things. Chongyue told me that Fang Yulong also has an ancient book written in small seal script,
saying that the Tai Ri Jing was translated from that book. I've come to see that ancient book in small seal script."
Qiao Wanrong knew her sister had studied small seal script; she was asking her to see the ancient book because she wanted to tell her that it was
a forgery by Fang Yulong. "Sister, I know what you and Chongyue are thinking. You just want to persuade me to stop getting involved in these superstitious
things. But that ancient book is real, at least I think it is. If Yulong forged it, why
didn't he just forge an ancient book called *Tai Ri Jing*? Why did he have to forge this *Huo Shen Yi Zhi* and then rename it *Tai
Ri Jing*?"
"Huo Shen Yi Zhi? You said that ancient book is called *Huo Shen Yi Zhi*? Where is that ancient book?" Qiao Qiurong's
heart trembled upon hearing the name *Huo Shen Yi Zhi*. Could it just be a coincidence of names?
Qiao Wanrong, oblivious to the strange expression on Qiao Qiurong's face, said somewhat impatiently, "It's in the next room
. Sister, now use your discerning eyes to identify the authenticity of that ancient book."
Qiao Qiurong pushed open the door to the next room and indeed saw the gleaming *Tai Ri Jing* and a simple yet
exquisite wooden box placed on a large hammock. Could it really just be a coincidence of names? Qiao Qiurong examined the simple wooden box.
The wooden box was meticulously carved from the finest sandalwood. Although valuable, it was clearly a modern craft. Zhang Chongyue,
unaware of Qiao Qiurong's feelings, saw her staring blankly at the box and softly asked, "Mom, what's wrong?
Is this box really an antique?"
"No, this box is just a modern craft." Qiao Qiurong took a deep breath and slowly opened the box.
Inside, lined with yellow silk, was an ancient book in accordion-fold format
. The cover bore the four small seal characters "Fire God's Strange Tales."
It really was that ancient book! Qiao Qiurong couldn't believe her eyes. With trembling fingers, she gently stroked the ancient
book, her thoughts instantly returning to more than twenty years ago. Back then, she was a young woman, deeply in love with her boyfriend . Once, she and her boyfriend visited Wu Jing's old house. Knowing she was studying calligraphy, he 　　showed her
this ancestral book. At that time 　　,
she hadn't learned seal script yet. Her boyfriend told her that the ancient book was called "The Strange Tales of the Fire God," written by Li Jian of Qiao County, and was over a thousand years old. It was from that time that she became interested in seal script 　　. 　　Qiao Qiurong touched the ancient book, her eyes welling up with tears. She never expected that after twenty years, she would see the Fan 　　family's ancestral treasure again. The world is unpredictable; the once glorious Fan family had long since vanished. This precious ancient book 　　had actually fallen into Fang Yulong's hands and appeared before her. Was this fate? 　　"Mom, have you seen this ancient book before?" Seeing the tears in her mother's eyes, Zhang Chongyue guessed that her mother 　　had a special connection with this ancient book. 　　"Xiaoyue, this is an heirloom from your biological father's family. Your mother and father 　　saw it once more than twenty years ago when we visited their old house. Xiaoyue, you've never seen anything from the Fan family before, so take a good look at this ancient book." 　　Zhang Chongyue was stunned. She couldn't believe that the ancient book she initially thought Fang Yulong had forged to deceive the women 　　was actually her biological father's family heirloom. It was unbelievable. Zhang Chongyue carefully 　　took the ancient book out of the wooden box, examining it closely. "Mom, I don't recognize seal script. I can't recognize 　　many of the characters here." 　　Qiao Qiurong wiped away her tears and opened both the ancient book and the gold book. Although Fang Yulong had instructed the women to study 　　the *Tairi Jing*, Qiao Qiurong had only assumed he was joking and had never carefully studied it before. Now…

But she began to read it very carefully. Qiao Qiurong read a few lines and said, "Xiaoyue, this 'Tairi Jing' is actually 'Huo
Shen Yi Zhi,' written exactly the same word for word, just with a different name. You can compare them and learn some seal
script."
Qiao Wanrong walked to the door and saw Qiao Qiurong and Zhang Chongyue lying on the edge of the bed, seriously studying the two scriptures.
Thinking that her sister and niece were still looking for trouble, she knocked on the door and said, "Have you two discovered anything?"
Qiao Qiurong stood up, walked to the door, closed the door, and pushed Qiao Wanrong back into the empty room. Qiao Wanrong
was very surprised to see her elder sister's serious expression and asked, "Sister, what are you doing? You're not
planning to destroy that ancient book, are you?"
"Wanrong, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm asking you, you made that 'Tairi Jing' for him, right?"
"Sister, how did you know?"
"Who else would be so dedicated besides you? Wanrong, I support you in building a prayer room. But
do you know where he got that ancient book from when you made the 'Tairi Jing' for him?"
"I don't know. Yulong only gave me a copy in regular script.
After I told Yulong about the proposal to build a prayer room, he told me about this ancient book, saying we'd put it in the prayer room together. I only
saw that ancient book for the first time this morning. Sister, is that ancient book real?"
"It is real, and it's a unique piece. I saw it more than twenty years ago at the Fan family's old house; it's an heirloom of the Fan family
." Qiao Qiurong told Qiao Wanrong about the "Fire God's Strange Tales," and Qiao Wanrong's eyes widened after hearing it. To be
honest, she thought that even if this ancient book wasn't forged by Fang Yulong, it was at least a forgery by someone from the past. She never expected it to be
a family heirloom of the Fan family, and a work by a famous author at that. Qiao Wanrong knew very well the Fan family's status in the past;
anything passed down as a treasure by the Fan family must be genuine.
"Sister, are you serious? If that's the case, this ancient book is over a thousand years old, and it's a work by a famous author
. Wouldn't it be worth tens of millions at auction? It's much more valuable than that golden book."
"More than tens of millions! Not long ago, a calligraphy work from the same period, which was in much worse
condition than this 'The Tale of the Fire God,' sold for over twenty million. This 'The Tale of the Fire God' is written by a famous author and is about the legend of Emperor Yan
. Its value is immeasurable. Wanrong, you're currently Yulong's most favored concubine. Ask him
where he got this 'The Tale of the Fire God.'"
"I'm not favored at all. Speaking of which, he still likes you the most right now. He always ejaculates inside you
." Qiao Wanrong's mind was filled with that yellowed ancient book. This ancient book was worth dozens of the
golden books she had made. She was determined to enshrine this ancient book on the altar and make it the spiritual cornerstone of the Tai Ri Divine Cult
.
"Nonsense." Thinking of her womb being filled with her future son-in-law's semen, Qiao Qiurong blushed
. "Wanrong, do you think Yulong knows the value of this book? How could he just
hand over something so precious to you to dispose of as you please?"
"Sister, that's hurtful. What do you mean, 'hand over to me to dispose of as I please'? Isn't it safe enough here
? Nobody knows this ancient book is here, and nobody will steal it. This ancient book is safe."
"That's not what I meant. I meant if it's accidentally damaged, the loss would be huge. I suspect Yulong
only obtained this ancient book by chance; he doesn't know its origin. Mention it to him and see how he
handles it." In a laboratory in Kyoto, Ji Chunhua, with her gray hair, was discussing 　　Fang Yulong's body
with a female assistant in her forties . "Teacher, this Fang Yulong is truly remarkable. 　　It's already a miracle
for an ordinary person to withstand half a dose of the drug , yet Fang Yulong actually pulled through, and his recovery speed is even 　　better than we expected. The soldiers we selected here are all physically stronger than ordinary people and have undergone rigorous extreme training, 　　so why can't they compare to Fang Yulong? Teacher, I think we should bring Fang Yulong to our lab for 　　research." 　　"Nonsense, Fang Yulong is Fang Daming's son. How can we just bring him in for research? If we 　　offend someone, it will be a huge problem. Fang Yulong's recovery speed is naturally better than ordinary people. Last time I went to Lingjiang, 　　Bo Ming told me about this, and Xie Ming'an was also present. I think Xie Ming'an knew this 　　characteristic of Fang Yulong, which is why he risked capturing Fang Yulong for experimental research. Although Xie Ming'an is hateful, in terms of experiments, he has actually 　　helped us. At least now we have a successful example proving that our research is useful." 　　Speaking of his former star student, Ji Chunhua revealed an indescribable disappointment. 　　"Junior Brother Xie has seen too much and been tempted too many times. It's such a pity he's ended up like this." 　　The female assistant spoke of Xie Ming'an with great disappointment. 　　"Teacher, I wonder how effective the original reagent is on Fang Yulong? Could we find an opportunity 　　to test it on Fang Yulong again?" 　　"No need for that. Our current goal is to continue improving our new reagent." 　　There was a secret about the improved reagent known only to Ji Chunhua. The improved reagent was actually synthesized from the original reagent and Fang 　　Yulong's serum. This new reagent greatly improved the body's ability to accept the drug. Ji Chunhua knew that this was due to the serum extracted 　　from Fang Yulong's blood. This serum certainly did not improve Fang Yulong's own ability to accept the drug, 　　meaning that Fang Yulong also had a very high ability to accept the original reagent. Ji Chunhua's current goal was to find out 　　the secret of Fang Yulong's serum. He also wanted to get Fang Yulong involved in the experimental project so that he could take Fang Yulong's blood for research at any time. But 　　Fang Yulong was Fang Daming's son, the only male in the Fang family. Unless Fang Yulong was willing to cooperate with him, everything 　　was just wishful thinking. 　　"Teacher, how about we recruit Fang Yulong into the army? We can use the pretext of a physical examination or fitness test 　　to give Fang Yulong a comprehensive check-up, and even take a blood sample for research." The female assistant was also 　　a fanatic about this project, and having encountered such a good candidate as Fang Yulong, she didn't want to give up so easily. Ji Chunhua looked 　　at her student, considering the feasibility of this plan. 　　Haicheng. Fang Ying and Fang Yulong invited Yue Linhong to dinner, but Yue Linhong had no appetite and kept staring 　　at Fang Yulong. Yue Linhong said that it had been a long time since he had gone hiking, and since it was a holiday, he invited Fang Yulong...

They went hiking. Fang Yulong knew this was Yue Linhong's code for wanting to go out alone with him, and nodded in agreement. Fang
Ying saw Yue Linhong exchanging glances with her lover cousin and angrily kicked Fang Yulong's shin under the table.
After parting ways with Yue Linhong, the siblings rushed to the Luo family villa. Luo Songbai was celebrating his 66th birthday and was hosting
a party at home, inviting the siblings. Xia Mo went directly from Lingjiang to the Luo family villa. At the Luo family villa,
Fang Yulong met many old relatives from the Luo family and Madam Luo's family. Madam Luo's hometown was Qinchuan,
very close to Wu Jing and Haicheng. As the hostess, Madam Luo warmly welcomed Xia Mo and the Fang siblings. Xia Mo
was Madam Luo's goddaughter and helped Madam Luo with various tasks, while Fang Yulong chatted and drank tea with Luo Mingxuan and a few other young people
.
Luo Mingxuan sat down next to Fang Yulong, offered him a cigarette, lit it with a satisfied grin, took a deep drag,
and said softly, "Yulong, you don't know, my mom is a shrew at home. My dad and I are completely controlled by her
. If it weren't for the many guests today, there wouldn't be any smell of smoke in the house. Come visit me more often when you come to Haicheng.
With you and Xiaomo around, my mom acts all gentle..."
The younger relatives around him remained silent. Before Luo Mingxuan could finish speaking, he felt a murderous aura behind him. Turning around,
he saw Madam Luo standing behind him, glaring at him. Luo Mingxuan immediately laughed, "Mom, I'll just have one with Yulong, really
just one."
Perhaps because there were many guests, Madam Luo didn't want to embarrass her son too much, so she said softly, "Yulong isn't
addicted to cigarettes, don't lead him astray."
"I know, just one." Watching his mother leave, Luo Mingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, then turned back to Fang Yulong and said
, "Yulong, you saw that, if you weren't there, my mom would have thrown a tantrum again." The other relatives probably
knew Madam Luo's temper at home and were familiar with this situation, though their expressions were somewhat awkward. Fang Yulong
and Fang Ying were surprised to learn that the seemingly gentle and refined Madam Luo could frighten Luo Mingxuan so much.
The Luo family had booked a birthday banquet at a hotel. After having dinner at the hotel, Fang Yulong, Fang Ying, and Xia Mo
said goodbye to the Luo family and returned to their apartment together. Fang Yulong hadn't drunk much, but he felt hot all over, with a strong desire
flowing through his body, ready to burst forth at any moment.
Back at the apartment, Fang Yulong immediately took a shower and pulled Fang Ying into the room. "Yulong, what's wrong? Did you
drink too much?" Although Fang Ying had grown from a girl into a woman, Xia Mo was still in the apartment. Being
pulled into the bedroom by Fang Yulong, her face was still flushed. She cupped Fang Yulong's face in her hands, only to find his
face was even hotter than hers.
"I don't know, I just want to have sex with my sister right now." Fang Yulong held Fang Ying tightly, his large
mouth kissing his beautiful cousin's face repeatedly, his large hands roaming over her body through her nightgown.
Soon, Fang Ying was panting heavily. Fang Ying, her juices flowing freely from Fang Yulong's touch,
whispered in his ear, "You little rascal, let's go to bed."
Fang Yulong was already brimming with energy, and the alcohol had accelerated his blood flow and heartbeat, making him feel like he'd taken Viagra.
Hearing Fang Ying say this, Fang Yulong immediately picked her up, threw her onto the bed, and pounced on her like a wild beast
. Since Fang Yulong's injury, Fang Ying hadn't experienced sexual pleasure for over a month. Yesterday, Fang Yulong arrived
in Haicheng, and that night, alone with the perverted Fang Yulong, she made love twice,
leaving her completely exhausted. She still felt lightheaded today. Fang Ying kept telling herself to be restrained, but
how could she resist Fang Yulong's advances?
Lying on the bed, they quickly undressed. Fang Ying's long, white, and straight legs were now tinged with a
light pink, making her incredibly beautiful. Fang Yulong had no time to admire his cousin's beautiful legs. He grabbed Fang Ying's full buttocks and
pulled her close, spreading her long, beautiful legs and placing them on his shoulders
. He rubbed his hot, throbbing glans against her smooth labia. Soon, his fiery, purplish-red glans parted her labia,
and his thick, strangely shaped penis plunged deep into her vagina.
His glans was enveloped by his cousin's tight, smooth vagina, and a wave of pleasurable sensation surged from his perineum to
the top of his head. The feeling of possession and conquest, combined with the double pleasure, made Fang Yulong feel incredibly wonderful. His once arrogant and beautiful cousin
had now become a gentle little woman beneath him.
"Sister, you're so beautiful, I love you to death." Feeling the wonderful
sensation of his beautiful cousin's tight vagina squeezing and sucking, Fang Yulong bent down, cupping his beautiful cousin's alluring, full breasts in his hands and sucking and playing with them.
"You love me, yet you're so wild, always thrusting in and out like that. You've made my lower body swollen."
The swelling in Fang Ying's lower body was a lingering effect of her two rounds of intense lovemaking with Fang Yulong the previous night. Even so, lying on
the bed, Fang Ying used both hands to touch the top of Fang Yulong's head and neck, her jade-like legs raised high, tightly hooking around
Fang Yulong's back. Compared to the throbbing pain, Fang Ying preferred her vagina to
be filled with her lover's cousin's large penis.
"Yulong, shall we do it tonight?" Fang Ying hugged Fang Yulong, and the two
kissed while thrusting.
"Mmm." Fang Yulong sucked hard on his beautiful cousin's tongue. He had arranged to go out with Yue Linhong tomorrow.
Fang Ying's stamina was insufficient, but Yue Linhong, this beautiful mature woman, was very thirsty. He could then satisfy his desires on her
several times.
Fang Ying rolled over, pinning Fang Yulong beneath her. The penis that had been inserted into her tender vagina slid out.
Fang Ying spread her legs and straddled her lover's cousin's waist, using her slender fingers to part her vulva,
aligning her pink vaginal opening with his erect penis. "Plop!" As Fang Ying's full buttocks sank down,
Fang Yulong's entire penis slid into his beautiful cousin's tender and hot vulva.
"Oh...it's so full..." Fang Ying twisted her supple waist, her full buttocks moving up and down, the thick
glans squeezing her overflowing vagina, making a rhythmic "sizzling" sound of sexual intercourse. Fang Ying
swayed up and down, her smooth, white body heaving before Fang Yulong, her full, firm breasts
swaying back and forth. Fang Yulong was mesmerized by his beautiful cousin's body, reaching out to grab her
pert breasts and kneading and playing with them to his heart's content. Fang Ying's already full, white breasts appeared even firmer, her originally delicate...
Her tender nipples parted like newly blossoming buds.
"So beautiful... Yulong, everything I have is yours... Ah... I'm so beautiful!"
Fang Ying, drenched in sweat, twisted her body rapidly up and down, her long, glossy black hair flying wildly with each movement
. Fang Ying's joyful moans mingled with the wet sounds of her penis thrusting in and out of her wet vagina, creating
a symphony of pleasure.
Fang Yulong also felt incredibly comfortable as his large glans was gripped and squeezed by his beautiful cousin
's tight, slippery vagina. He thrust his hips upwards, responding to her frenzied movements. In an instant, Fang Ying sat down forcefully,
and Fang Yulong thrust upwards, his large glans colliding and grinding against Fang Ying's clitoris,
sending her soaring to heaven. Adding to this, Fang Yulong's hands gripped and kneaded Fang Ying's full breasts,
quickly bringing her to a blissful climax.
"Yulong, is it because I'm alone that you're a little disappointed?" Fang Ying, still straddling
Fang Yulong after experiencing another climax, moved her hips much slower.
"How could that be? Having sex with me is the most wonderful thing."
"You brat, you can't be so vulgar with me." Hearing Fang Yulong mention sex, Fang Ying
blushed, tightened her thighs, and lifted her buttocks. Her tight vaginal muscles gripped Fang Yulong's large glans, pulling it upwards, making
Fang Yulong pant heavily. It was clear that although Fang Ying had slept with Fang Yulong late, she had already mastered some sexual techniques
and knew how to give men more intense pleasure.
"Yulong, you're so perverted, do you want me to find a helper to serve you?" Fang Ying lowered her body, her full
breasts brushing against Fang Yulong's chest, causing Fang Yulong to thrust his hips like a raging bull, almost
knocking his beautiful cousin's white body off.
Although Fang Yulong was aroused, he remained clear-headed. He knew Fang Ying was testing him with her question, so he immediately
said righteously, "No need. I have my cousin, that's enough. I'm happiest with her." "
You brat, I'm serious. For example, Momo and Weiyang, what do you think of them?"
"How can that be? Momo is my aunt, and Weiyang is a woman from the Zhao family. How can I mess around like that?"
"Come on, what aunt? I'm still your cousin. You and Momo aren't related by blood,
and Momo doesn't have a boyfriend right now. It's perfect for satisfying my cravings. Just consider it using her as a waste, so she won't dream about
you at night."
"Sister, don't play matchmaker. There have always been many cousins who marry, but who marries their aunt and nephew?"
Fang Yulong thought to himself, "You only know I was adopted by the Fang family, but you don't know that Xia Mo and I are half-siblings. "
"So, if Momo weren't your aunt, you'd want to sleep with her?" Fang Ying straddled Fang Yulong's
hips, looking at him seductively.
"Of course not, in my heart there's only my cousin." Fang Yulong sat up, holding Fang Ying's waist
and twisting his hips back and forth. As a result, the frequency of their thrusting more than doubled, and Fang Ying immediately began to moan
.
"You brat...you never tell the truth...and what's going on between Zhang Chongyue and Mengling?"
"Cousin, you know about Zhang Chongyue's affair. How can you take a charade seriously? Mengling is my sister,
and we're completely innocent."
"Innocent my foot! Even my mom and your mom know. You two are innocent? That night, Mengling
was with you at the hospital. Tell me, how does your little wife feel...do you want us to serve
you?"
"Sister, Mengling has only given me handjobs and sucked my lips...we haven't even done anything real yet." Fang
Yulong roared, grabbing Fang Ying and pinning her to the bed, thrusting wildly into her.
"Ah...ah...Yulong...be gentle...ah...I'm going to be killed by your penetration..." Fang Ying was on
the verge of orgasm. Fang Yulong's frenzied thrusting made her wet, their genitals
soaked. So beautiful! So beautiful! Fang Ying was covered in sweat, her hands gripping the sheets tightly,
trembling uncontrollably.
"Sister, you'll feel even better soon," Fang Yulong said, bracing himself on the bed and wiggling his hips
. Suddenly, he noticed a crack in the door, and a figure flashed past. Fang Yulong was
somewhat astonished. Could it be that his nominal aunt, actually his half-sister Xia Mo, had been eavesdropping outside, even
watching him and his cousin Fang Ying make love?
When Fang Yulong pulled Fang Ying into the room, Xia Mo was still showering in the bathroom. Knowing that Fang Yulong and Fang Ying
would be married, Xia Mo felt a sense of loss. Why could Fang Ying marry Yulong, but she couldn't
? Heaven was so unfair, not even giving her a fair chance. Her skin was incredibly smooth after the shower.
Xia Mo didn't immediately put on a nightgown, but stood in front of the mirror admiring her body. Although not as tall as Fang Ying
, Xia Mo felt she possessed a more feminine charm and was more suitable to be Fang Yulong's girlfriend, while Fang Ying and Zhao Weiyang
were too masculine and lacked gentleness.
Xia Mo wore a short-sleeved modal nightgown, its soft, smooth texture clearly outlining
her figure. While Xia Mo's breasts weren't as full as the mature beauties around Fang Yulong,
they were certainly not small compared to Fang Ying and Zhao Weiyang. The nightgown clearly showed the shape and size of her breasts
. What would Yulong think if he saw her like this? Xia Mo gently touched
her breasts in the mirror, a blush spreading across her face.
Walking into the living room, Xia Mo found her nephew and Fang Ying absent. Remembering Zhao Weiyang's secret complaints
, she knew her nephew and Fang Ying had undoubtedly gone to their room for some "romantic rendezvous." Everyone has curiosity, and
Xia Mo was no exception. Plus, she had grown up with Fang Yulong and Fang Ying, and they knew each other well . She was even
more curious about what it was like for Fang Yulong and Fang Ying to make love.
Perhaps the two were too hasty, or perhaps they forgot Xia Mo was in the apartment today, because Fang Ying's door wasn't
fully closed or locked. Seeing Fang Ying's door ajar, Xia Mo's heart pounded. Should she
push the door open and peek? Or should she just eavesdrop for a while? Xia Mo stood outside the door, pricking up her ears to listen carefully.
Then, she heard faint moans coming from the room, followed by the creaking of the bed.
How were Yu Long and Xiao Ying making love? Was it like in those adult films? Xia Mo looked at the half-open door and
couldn't help but gently push it open a crack. She saw her nephew lying on his back on the bed, one thick leg dangling off the edge, and
Fang Ying sitting on his lap, writhing. Xia Mo breathed a sigh of relief; Fang Ying had her back to her and didn't know
she was peeping. However, Xia Mo didn't dare to push the door open again, only watching Fang Ying's half-back writhing on the bed, her full
buttocks parted and sitting on Fang Yu Long's penis. Having overheard Xia Zhuyi and Fang Lan discussing Fang Yu Long's condition,
Xia Mo knew that her nephew's genitals were unusual. Although she could only see part of it now,
it was enough for her to deduce the overall size of Fang Yu Long's penis. Everyone says a husband with a large penis lasts longer,
leading to a happier wife. Fang Ying must be incredibly comfortable marrying Yu Long.
Xia Mo was envious of Fang Ying when she overheard Fang Ying asking Yu Long if she alone couldn't satisfy him
. Thinking of her nephew's strange illness, Xia Mo wondered how Fang Ying had solved it. What embarrassed Xia
Mo was that Fang Ying was using the opportunity to test Yu Long, even pushing her and Zhao Weiyang forward, trying to get them
to sleep with Yu Long as well. What angered Xia Mo most was that Fang Ying said she was
just using Yu Long, since she didn't have a boyfriend. What kind of talk was that? If it weren't for the generational difference between them, who would
be Yu Long's wife? She was getting the better end of the deal and acting innocent.
Despite her anger, watching Fang Ying wiggle her hips on Fang Yulong's lap, imagining Fang Yulong's large penis
churning inside her vagina, Xia Mo felt a surge of heat. She squeezed her breast with one hand and touched
her private parts with the other. What if one day Fang Ying really gave her a part of Yulong? What should she do? Accept
or refuse? How would Yulong answer Fang Ying?
To Xia Mo's disappointment, Fang Yulong actually refused. Was she not as good as Fang Ying? Xia Mo felt
a surge of resentment towards Fang Yulong. However, she quickly realized this was Fang Ying testing him; Yulong certainly wouldn't answer Fang
Ying's question truthfully. Anyway, she wasn't Yulong's aunt. If Yulong wanted to make love to her, what should she do?
Refuse? Or half-heartedly agree?
Xia Mo leaned against the door, fantasizing about Fang Yulong proposing to her, and her half-heartedly giving in to his advances.
Suddenly, she heard Fang Ying say that she had called out Fang Yulong's name in her dream, and her face flushed red. She remembered having several
erotic dreams about having sex with her nephew. Had she even cried out in her dream, and Fang Ying had overheard her?
Xia Mo then heard Fang Ying talk about Lu Mengling. It turned out that her sister and Fang Lan knew Yulong had a strong sex drive and had long ago
prepared Lu Mengling as Yulong's concubine. No wonder Lu Mengling was living in Zhanglin Garden now; that explained it all
. Xia Mo was somewhat disappointed after hearing this news. Why didn't her sister and Fang Lan choose her as Yulong's concubine?
It didn't sound good for an aunt to marry her nephew, but being a concubine shouldn't be a problem, right? Ugh! Why am I thinking about such nonsense
? The speaker meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart. Although Fang Ying said that bringing Xia Mo in to satisfy Fang Yulong's perverted sexual
desires was just a test for him, Xia Mo, upon hearing this, felt an inescapable longing in her mind.
Meanwhile, Fang Yulong saw Xia Mo's figure flash by through the crack in the door, and his mind couldn't help but wander .
He lay on top of Fang Ying and endured it for two or three seconds. Fang Ying was getting into position, ready to withstand Fang Yulong's fierce attack,
but Fang Yulong lay on top of her, motionless. This made Fang Ying feel extremely uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but cry out, "Yulong, what's wrong with you
? Move!"
Fang Yulong came to his senses, looked down at his beautiful cousin with a flushed face, and, remembering that he had always called Fang
Ying "sister," said softly, "Sister, I've always called you sister. Today you have to call me brother."
"No... I'm your sister... you're just a little rascal... a little pervert..."
Seeing that Fang Ying refused to call him brother, Fang Yulong thrust his penis forcefully and then pulled it
out of his beautiful cousin's little cunt, rubbing the head of his penis against her labia, saying, "Will you call me or not? If you don't, I won't
fuck your little cunt."
Fang Ying was already feeling numb all over, and the rubbing of her labia by Fang Yulong made her feel even more uncomfortable. She twisted her waist and said
, "Ah... little rascal... I'll call you... I'll call you... you're my good brother... my dear brother...
fuck me quickly..."
"My slutty little sister, let your brother fuck you there? Tell me quickly, or I won't fuck you!" Fang Yulong
rubbed his glans back and forth against Fang Ying's labia, and even used his fingers to rub his beautiful cousin's sensitive clitoris.
"You little rascal... good brother... fuck my little... little slutty cunt..." Normally, Fang Ying
would never say such a thing, but now it was just her and Fang Yulong, so it didn't matter what she said. Hearing
herself say the word "cunt" gave Fang Ying a bit of a thrill.
Seeing Fang Ying call him brother and utter lewd words like "little slutty cunt," Fang Yulong pulled his beautiful cousin's delicate body
to the side of the bed and placed a pillow under Fang Ying's beautiful buttocks. Fang Ying's hips were raised high, and between her parted
legs, her labia, which had become bright red due to engorgement, were slightly parted, revealing the wet, slutty hole inside. Fang
Yulong lowered his head slightly and could see his beautiful cousin's alluring vulva. He could no longer restrain himself and began
thrusting wildly, like an old man pushing a cart, making Fang Ying's delicate body tremble.
In no time, Fang Ying was overwhelmed by the pleasure of Fang Yulong's large penis, her face contorted in agony, her hair flying wildly, and her fair body
trembling violently. Fang Ying felt like she was about to be torn apart by Fang Yulong's thrusting, moaning, "Ah...no
...put my legs down...ah...I can't take it...my little cunt is going to be torn apart by your fucking...
ah...Yulong...good brother...be gentle...have mercy on me..."
Seeing his beautiful cousin's wanton appearance, Fang Yulong's thrusts became increasingly powerful. Fang Ying's tight, narrow
little pussy gripped Fang Yulong's big cock with incredible pleasure. So Fang Yulong changed tactics, twisting his hips in a grinding motion,
his glans rubbing and rotating inside his beautiful cousin's tight pussy. While twisting, he asked Fang Ying if it felt good
.
"Oh...good little brother...it feels so good to be fucked by you..." Fang Ying's pussy felt incredibly good from Fang Yulong's hot,
hard, thick cock. She clung tightly to Fang Yulong with both hands, her raised legs hooking tightly around him.
Fang Yulong's waist and full, fleshy buttocks twisted and thrust wildly, welcoming the
grinding of his large glans against her clitoris. Fang Ying was completely intoxicated by the carnal pleasure brought to her by Fang Yulong's large penis.
Knowing that Xia Mo was peeping outside the door, Fang Yulong became particularly excited, wondering what his charming aunt
would think upon hearing Fang Ying's words. If one day in the future, the trio of witches really knelt side by side on the bed waiting for his favor,
how wonderful would the feeling of conquest be? Fang Ying didn't know what Fang Yulong was thinking; she only felt her lover's cousin
's penis growing larger and larger inside her vagina, fucking her until she was almost out of her mind.
"Splash! Splash!" Accompanied by the wet, lewd sounds, Fang Yulong's large penis grew thicker and thicker inside Fang Ying's vagina
, the fiery glans swelling to its limit. "Ah... good sister, are you comfortable... I'm going to ejaculate, I
'm going to ejaculate inside your uterus!" Fang Yulong roared, and as Fang Ying's body trembled rapidly, a
stream of hot semen shot out, shooting into his beautiful cousin's tender uterus.
Outside Wujing Station, Chen Lie was waiting for Fang Yulong's arrival. Chen Lie had
felt Fang Yulong's strength when they practiced boxing before, but he didn't expect that when they met again, this young master Fang would actually make him feel
pressured. Could it be that this young master Fang really likes fighting and has been training hard in Lingjiang recently? Besides Fang Yulong
's strength, Chen Lie was more curious about the female companions with Fang Yulong. Chen Lie knew that Fang Yulong had many female companions, and
each of them was outstanding in appearance. Gu Ruixiang, known as the flower of Chengjiang, was not outstanding among these women. Chen Lie also
knew that Fang Yulong liked mature women, perhaps he was a wife-obsessed man, but this was the first time he had seen Fang Yulong bring a
woman in her thirties to Chengjiang.
Yue Linhong wore a red and blue floral print dress, which from the front resembled a two-piece
suit worn by a working woman: a round-neck top and a straight skirt, accentuated by a black belt that highlighted her alluring figure
. While the overall look was elegant and glamorous, the style clearly belonged to a middle-aged woman,
and even with a touch of sexiness, it still gave off a middle-aged vibe. Yue Linhong wore sunglasses that almost completely covered half her face, so Chen Lie
couldn't see her features. However, judging from the exposed parts, Chen Lie knew that Young Master Fang had brought another stunningly beautiful woman.
Xu Zong and this Young Master Fang had a close relationship; was it because they shared common interests? As Xu Yuan's most
trusted confidant, Chen Lie knew that Xu Yuan's relationship with his future mother-in-law was unusual, and the beautiful woman beside Young Master Fang
was definitely older than Liang Hongyu.
Upon arriving near Phoenix Garden, Chen Lie handed the car to Fang Yulong and left in another car.
Fang Yulong drove into Phoenix Garden. "Yulong, who was that young man just now? Is he reliable?"
Yue Linhong, who hadn't said a word the whole way, finally spoke to Fang Yulong.
"Sister Hong, don't worry. That kid is Xu Yuan's confidant; he won't gossip. Besides, he
doesn't know who you are, so you don't need to worry at all." Yue Linhong initially didn't know who Xu Yuan was. After Fang Yulong
told her about Xu Yuan and learned that he was Ma Guoyun's son-in-law, Yue Linhong had some recollection of him. During the Hu Biao case
, Yue Linhong had only recently taken office as the district party secretary and was quite familiar with this major case that occurred around Haicheng.
"Can you trust someone like Xu Yuan? Isn't it a bad idea for you to get too close to him?"
"I rarely meet Xu Yuan in public, and he's not the kind of person you think he is. Rather than saying he's involved in organized crime
, it's more accurate to say he's a very ambitious businessman. Since he took control of the Ma family's business, he's been trying to clean up
his image. Now he's a recognized rising star in Chengjiang's business community and receives a lot of attention from city leaders. Even my aunt
thinks highly of him; it's my aunt's idea for me to associate with him." Fang Yulong drove into the basement and
entered Liu Yuemei's villa with Yue Linhong.
"The environment here is quite nice. Whose house is this?" The elevator went straight to the second floor. Yue Linhong tossed his small handbag onto the sofa
, looked around the villa, and noticed the small hill behind it and the wide expanse of water in front. Standing on the balcony,
the view was extremely expansive.
"She's my friend's. She works in Lingjiang now. Ever heard of Huasheng Company? She's the de facto
boss of Huasheng now." Fang Yulong walked behind Yue Linhong, gently unzipped the back of her dress, and
slipped his large hands inside her skirt, caressing the beautiful woman's smooth abdomen and full, soft breasts.
"Yulong, don't do this. It's broad daylight, and we're still on the balcony." Although the water in front was open and
there were tall camphor trees planted along the lake, there were houses next door. If the neighbors were also standing on their balconies, they would be
seen. Fang Yulong drew the sunshade curtains, leaving only half a meter of space exposed. "Sister Hong, you
shouldn't be afraid now, right?" Fang Yulong lowered his head and kissed the beautiful woman's shoulders and neck, his large hands continuing
to knead inside her skirt.
Yue Linhong leaned against the balcony, intoxicated by the man's kisses and caresses. Fang Yulong didn't tell Yue Linhong
about his injury; for the past month, the two had only communicated by phone. Although they only talked about mundane things on the phone,
Yue Linhong could feel her son's intense desire for her. Yue Linhong was also struggling with her own desires.
On one hand, she knew clearly that Fang Yulong was her biological son, and she shouldn't sleep with him; it was a
sin. On the other hand, Fang Yulong's strong body and large penis were unforgettable. Especially
after spending a night on the deserted island, she had frantically had sex with her own son eight times in twenty-four hours, her womb constantly
soaked in his semen. Whenever Yue Linhong felt guilty, Fang Yulong's words would echo in her ears.
No one knew about their relationship, so what was she afraid of?
Fang Yulong's large hand was touching the beautiful woman's vulva through her underwear. Yue Linhong squeezed her legs together, stopping her son
from continuing. If he touched her a few more times, her underwear would definitely be soaked with her own vaginal fluid. "Yulong, stop
touching me... I didn't bring any clothes, I still need to wear this skirt and pants." Yue Linhong grabbed the balcony with
one hand and pressed down on Fang Yulong's large hand through the hem of the skirt with the other.
"Sister Hong, don't worry, there's nothing else in this house, but there's a whole bunch of women's clothes." Fang Yulong
thrust his hips and wiggled on the beautiful woman's plump and perky buttocks, his large hand simply slipping into the beautiful woman's panties,
combing her soft pubic hair like a comb, and then using his fingers to tease the beautiful woman's vulva.
"Can I wear these clothes?" Yue Linhong was a mature woman. Although her skin and face were well-maintained,
her body was somewhat plump. She wondered if the villa's mistress had a similar figure.
"They might be a little tight, but you can definitely wear them." Fang Yulong loosened the clasp on the beautiful woman's bra,
his fingers, wet with her juices, pinching her soft, white breasts. The man's fingertips
brushed across Yue Linhong's nipples, and the beautiful woman's body trembled. Yue Linhong leaned against Fang Yulong, her body going limp, letting
her own son play with her breasts, which she was always so proud of. To Yue Linhong, weren't a woman's breasts
the most beloved toys for men? Her son hadn't had a chance to play with them when he was young, and now it was time to make up for it.
After learning that she couldn't have children, for a time, Yue Linhong was obsessed with how to get her son back from the Xia family
. During that time, Yue Linhong was like a madwoman. When He Chunyan told her that the child had "died,"
Yue Linhong's disappointment and grief were unimaginable. Many years later, Yue Linhong gradually lost her
longing for the child. When Fang Yulong suddenly appeared before her and told her that he was the child she had abandoned, Yue
Linhong's heart throbbed with renewed passion. Good heavens, her child had been alive and well all along, and had grown into a handsome young
man.
Although Fang Yulong still seemed to hate her, Yue Linhong didn't care at all. She believed that she was, after all,
Fang Yulong's biological mother, and that as long as she tried, the wounds between her and Fang Yulong would one day heal. Even though the
cure for their wounds was a sexual act that was morally unacceptable to society, Yue Linhong accepted it. After all,
no one knew the true nature of her relationship with her son, so what did it matter if she had sex with him? She and her son could both
be satisfied, and it would improve her relationship with him—a win-win situation, so why not? Yue Linhong had
once seen a foreign movie where the female protagonist, like herself, abandoned her son. Later, she
became the principal of a school, and her son grew up to become the protagonist's lover, seeking revenge and ruining
the school's reputation. Yue Linhong didn't want such a thing to happen to her.
Fang Yulong's hands completely gripped the beautiful woman's breasts, his thick knuckles pinching her full, voluptuous
breasts hard. Her peanut-sized nipples hardened and stood erect between Fang Yulong's knuckles, round and plump. "Sister Hong, your nipples
are hard," Fang Yulong said, squeezing the beautiful woman's breasts forcefully while kissing her chin and red lips.
Yue Linhong turned her head to meet her son's frenzied kisses, feeling as if her breasts were about to be crushed by his large hands. Her
breasts and her son's palms were like the two poles of a battery, burning intensely together, as if trying to pierce her heart.
"Hmm...it's all because of your mischievous hands..." Yue Linhong snapped out of her chaotic thoughts. Her son
's large hand was still pressing against her chest like a burning ember, searing her most primal desires. The beautiful woman twisted her body
, breaking free from the dress and bra that bound her, letting her smooth body
tremble in the warm sunlight on the balcony.
Fang Yulong turned Yue Linhong around, looking down at the beautiful woman's pert breasts. Yue Linhong's breasts
were similar to Qiao Qiurong's, with brown nipples and areolas. The nipples were darker, like chocolate beans. The areolas were
lighter, with a hint of pink. Although Yue Linhong had abandoned him, she had breastfed him for over a month, but
he was too young to remember. Fang Yulong slightly bent his legs, lowered his head, and cupped the beautiful woman's breasts, squeezing
and sucking them. Seeing her son's fascination with her breasts, Yue Linhong hooked one arm around his neck and reached down to
his waist, loosening his belt.
After Fang Yulong had finished sucking on the beautiful woman's breasts, Yue Linhong pulled him towards the sofa in the living room,
undressing as they walked. By the time they reached the sofa, they were both naked except for Yue Linhong, who was still wearing
shiny flesh-colored stockings. Fang Yulong sat on the large sofa, his erect penis particularly conspicuous.
This wasn't the first time Yue Linhong had seen her son's large penis, which both captivated and filled her with guilt, but
it had changed noticeably compared to a month ago; the spiral protrusion was more exaggerated, and the glans seemed
larger.
"Yulong, your…your penis has grown again?" Yue Linhong placed a small cushion on the floor
, knelt between Fang Yulong's legs, and stared incredulously at her son's genitals. My son is already an adult; his
sex organs should have stopped growing. Even if they could, they couldn't grow this fast. Did he have some kind of surgery
? If such a surgery existed, wouldn't men with less money line up for it? Having grown up and become
the district party secretary of Haicheng, I've seen a lot, but I've never heard of anything like this.
"Hmm, it's like this after a nap. It's especially noticeable when it's erect. Sister Hong, do you like it?"
"I love it. I love it to death." Yue Lin Hong lowered her head and took her son's large penis into her mouth, her soft tongue constantly tracing
the sensitive glans. Whether Yue Lin Hong really bought bananas to practice her oral sex skills or not,
compared to on the deserted island, Yue Lin Hong's oral sex skills had improved a lot, making Fang Yulong feel incredibly comfortable.
"Sister Hong, you didn't really buy bananas to practice, did you?" Fang Yulong touched the beautiful woman's pretty face with one hand
and pinched her breast with the other, pulling her nipple towards his penis. Yue Linhong understood her son's
meaning, spat out his large glans, and cupped her large breasts around his thick, strange penis.
"No matter how big a banana you buy, it's still bigger than my precious son's big cock; it can even be used as a milk churn." Yue Linhong
cupped her large breasts, swaying them up and down around Fang Yulong's penis, her full breasts constantly changing shape.
Fang Yulong's penis was thick and long; as the glans emerged from between Yue Linhong's breasts, the beautiful woman lowered her head and
sucked on it.
"Sister Hong, I think your cunt is itching too, want to eat my banana to satisfy your craving?" Although
Fang Yulong rarely called Yue Linhong "Mom," the fact that Yue Linhong was his biological mother couldn't be changed. Having become accustomed to
incestuous relationships with Xia Zhuyi, Fang Lan, and other women, he desperately wanted to insert his large penis into his biological mother's vagina. Although
he had vented his desire on his biological mother eight times in a row on the deserted island, after more than a month apart, this longing
had become intense again.
Yue Linhong slowly straightened up, his alluring red lips kissing Fang Yulong's body until they...
Their tongues intertwined tightly. At this moment, Yue Linhong had already knelt on Fang Yulong's lap, her parted labia
rubbing against the head of his penis. After a passionate kiss, Fang Yulong looked down at his penis,
which pressed against his mother's dark pubic hair. He wanted to watch his large penis slowly penetrate his mother's vagina
, returning to the place that had given him life.
Yue Linhong understood Fang Yulong's intention. She hooked one arm around his neck, leaning back
to widen the distance between them, allowing Fang Yulong to clearly see where their genitals met. "Yulong
, can you see?" Yue Linhong didn't say what she could see; she trusted her son knew what she was asking.
"Yes, I can see. Sister Hong's cunt is really plump." Fang Yulong wrapped one arm around Yue Linhong's lower back and
stroked the beautiful woman's clitoris with the other. Yue Linhong also reached his hand to the point where their genitals were joined, using his fingers to pry
open her plump labia. The beautiful woman's plump, ripe buttocks slowly lowered, and a "plop...
" sound came from her vagina.
"Oh!" Fang Yulong roared, thrusting his hips upwards, inserting his large penis to the hilt into his biological
mother's cunt.
"Ah... Mom feels so good... Yulong, fuck Mom to death! Put your glans into Mom's
uterus!" Yue Linhong's surging lust was suddenly filled by her son's large penis, and she shouted excitedly.
"Oh... I'm going to fuck you to death, my slutty mom." Fang Yulong hugged the beautiful woman's body and thrust wildly,
making Yue Linhong scream lewdly again. The mother and son thus began to have passionate
intercourse on the living room sofa without any restraint, occasionally letting out lewd moans and the slapping sounds of flesh hitting flesh.
Since being injected with the drug by Xie Ming'an, Fang Yulong's physical abilities, like his libido, had increased significantly
, most noticeably in his physical strength. Yue Linhong was a voluptuous beauty, a centimeter or two shorter than Xia Zhuyi
, but weighing over ten kilograms more. However, on Fang Yulong, she still looked like a doll, easily lifted
up by him.
Although Yue Linhong had been with many men, she had never encountered a man like Fang Yulong who held her while having sex.
The moment Fang Yulong stood up, Yue Linhong screamed loudly. To Yue Linhong, it was all too crazy,
too unbelievable; her son's large penis was inserted into her vagina, actually lifting her up completely,
the tightness and swelling in her vagina was indescribable.
Of course, this was accomplished by Fang Yulong supporting Yue Linhong's buttocks with both hands; otherwise, either Fang Yulong's penis
would have broken, or the beautiful woman's vagina would have been pierced. Even so, Yue Linhong felt all of her weight
concentrated on the point where her and her son's genitals were intertwined. "Ah... Yulong... my little darling... be gentle
... your pussy is going to pierce through me..." Yue Linhong struggled to straighten her body, her jade-like legs
clamping tightly around Fang Yulong's waist, her calves hooking onto Fang Yulong's firm, full buttocks.
This sexual position best showcased a man's strength; regardless of the partner's weight, Fang Yulong
could use this position flexibly. He carried Yue Linhong around the living room, from the sofa to the balcony, then from the balcony
to the back window, and finally back to the sofa. As he walked, he swayed Yue Linhong's plump buttocks, letting
the beautiful woman's vagina continuously tease his large penis.
"Yulong...Mommy can't take it anymore...My little darling...Put me down..." Although a man's glans,
no matter how hard, wouldn't feel sharp like a real block of iron, for Yue Linhong at this moment, each thrust into her
clitoris sent shivers down her spine. Her son's large glans was like a drumstick pounding against her heart.
Fang Yulong put Yue Linhong down, letting the beautiful woman lie face down on the sofa. Yue Linhong braced herself against the backrest, twisting her plump,
white buttocks high in the air, as if saying to Fang Yulong behind her, "Come on, come fuck me!" Fang Yulong's
fingers gripped his biological mother's plump, white buttocks tightly, and his hard, large penis plunged into the beautiful
woman's hot, tender vagina once more.
Yue Linhong lay flat on the sofa, her legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, resting on the raised armrests. Although the beautiful woman had already
fainted from excitement, her beautiful body still trembled in the afterglow of her orgasm. Fang Yulong sat beside the beautiful woman
, gently stroking her silk-stockinged legs, savoring the wonderful moment of his ejaculation. In that instant, he
felt the clitoris deep within his biological mother's vagina suddenly harden, biting his glans like a baby suckling
. Perhaps it was the effect of the drug, but Fang Yulong felt his desire for women growing stronger. Like
the beautiful woman before him, he couldn't tell whether his intercourse with his biological mother was to strengthen their relationship or to satisfy his perverse lust
. The only certainty was that he wanted to continue having sex with the beautiful woman, to
fill her womb with his semen.
Looking at the quiet Yue Linhong, Fang Yulong leaned down and pressed himself against the beautiful woman's thighs, rubbing her
silk stockings down with both hands, kissing and sucking her soft, white thighs as he did so. Yue Linhong woke up, finding
himself lying on the sofa with his head lower than his hips, a blush spreading across the beautiful woman's face again. She looked like a
woman preparing for pregnancy, raising her hips after intercourse to allow the semen to flow into her uterus. Her son always ejaculated a lot of semen;
her uterus must be full of his now. If she could have a child, would she be pregnant?
Thinking of this, Yue Linhong felt a pang of guilt. The semen in her uterus was her son's; if she could
get pregnant, what would the child be called? At times like this, Yue Linhong felt a sense of relief that she was infertile;
she could have sex with her son without worrying about pregnancy.
Fang Yulong stood up, bending down to lick and kiss the beautiful woman's calves, his raised buttocks facing
her face. Looking at her son's firm buttocks, Yue Linhong couldn't resist reaching out and touching them. "Yulong,
are you cold?" The beautiful woman's soft, delicate fingers traced from Fang Yulong's buttocks down to his muscular
thighs.
"It's not cold. Let me carry you to the bath." Fang Yulong had already taken off the beautiful woman's stockings, and turned around to lift her
naked body into his arms. In the large bathtub, Yue Linhong leaned against Fang Yulong's chest,
washing his penis while Fang Yulong caressed her large breasts. Yue Linhong's breasts floated half-submerged in the water.
Fang Yulong mischievously grabbed the beautiful woman's breasts and pulled them outwards, stretching her rounded nipples into pointed shapes. Yue
Linhong knew that with her son's looks and physique, he must have many girlfriends. The
fact that her son was infatuated with her body meant that she had something to be proud of.
"Yulong, how many girlfriends do you have?"
"Why do you ask how many?" Fang Yulong was taken aback by Yue Linhong's question. It seemed that his biological mother
understood his character well, not asking if he had any girlfriends, but directly asking how many.
"You're so strong, one woman can't satisfy you at all. Do you have a serious girlfriend?"
"I have one, Zhang Weijun's daughter. The others are just mistresses."
"How many?"
"Including Sister Hong, I'd say five or six." Fang Yulong cupped the beautiful woman's face and
kissed her red lips forcefully. Seeing that her son considered her a mistress, Yue Linhong became shy like a young girl in love
. Seeing Fang Yulong step out of the bathtub, she then dried him off like a considerate wife.
Worried that Yue Linhong would be cold, Fang Yulong took her to the dressing room to find some clothes. Originally, Fang Yulong wanted to find Yue Linhong
a sexy nightgown, but unexpectedly saw the wedding dress Liu Yuemei wore at her wedding. Seeing her son staring
at the wedding dress hanging on the rack, Yue Linhong immediately guessed what he was thinking. For a woman, wearing a wedding dress is a very
joyful thing. When Yue Linhong got married, wedding dresses weren't very fashionable; she only wore
one for her wedding photos, and even then, wedding dresses weren't as sexy and beautiful as they are now.
The wedding dress was custom-made for Liu Yuemei. Yue Linhong had a voluptuous figure, and when she zipped it up, the beautiful woman felt
as if her chest was being constricted. "Yulong, do I look good in this wedding dress?" Yue Linhong stood in front of the mirror. Wearing the wedding
dress without a bra, her full breasts were flattened, the protruding orbs squeezed together, the upper part completely
spilling out from the low neckline, giving an exaggerated visual impact.
"Of course it looks good. Sister Hong looks the most beautiful in her wedding dress." Fang Yulong recalled
the scene at the ceremony in the basement where all the women wore wedding dresses without underwear. Yue Lin Hong's wedding dress was a bit small, so it didn't look particularly beautiful, but it was the most
sexy and alluring.
Yue Lin Hong turned to look at Fang Yulong. Her son's eyes were filled with the flames of desire. The beautiful woman knew that in
the time to come, she and her son would enter another vortex of frenzied sex. "Yulong, today Mommy is your bride
. You can fuck Mommy however you want." Yue Lin Hong and Fang Yulong kissed passionately, their
bodies rubbing against each other with a burning desire for sex. Now they were simply a man and a woman, only thinking about possessing each other immediately!
As for their relationship, ethics, morality, and worldly taboos, they were all thrown to the back of their minds.
Fang Yulong picked up Yue Lin Hong by the waist and carried her into Liu Yue Mei's bedroom, placing the beautiful woman on the soft bed
. The recent caresses had altered Yue Linhong's wedding dress. What had previously covered half her breasts
had shifted upwards, revealing her erect nipples. If the dress had only conveyed a
sense of sensuality before, it now possessed a more lewd quality, almost like a sex toy.
The dress was too tight, making Yue Linhong's lower abdomen appear like a bulging ball, small but noticeable.
The inner layer of the dress was made of high-quality silk, smooth to the touch. Fang Yulong lowered his head, sucking on the beautiful woman
's breasts, his other hand stroking down her smooth abdomen, reaching the dark
pubic hair peeking out from under the dress.
Yue Linhong's mature body was aroused by Fang Yulong's sucking and caresses, involuntarily writhing,
her tender vagina beginning to flow with slippery, lustful fluid. Fang Yulong's fingers slipped between the beautiful woman's plump labia
, gently moving in and out of her vagina. Yue Linhong felt as if her uterus deep inside her vagina was melting, and
her juices flowed continuously under her son's teasing.
Yue Linhong tightly embraced Fang Yulong's neck, pressing her face against her chest. Perhaps it was
a lingering childhood memory, but every man is fascinated by the breasts of a mature woman, regardless of who that woman is.
Fang Yulong sucked on the beautiful woman's breasts, wetting them completely. When Fang Yulong
looked up again, his gaze fell upon the woman's crotch. A woman's vagina is
the passage through which humans enter the world, and Fang Yulong's birth passage was between Yue Linhong's legs, filling him
with curiosity and longing. He longed to revisit that place, to return to where he was born.
"Yulong, do you want to see where your mother gave birth to you?" Seeing her son's burning gaze, Yue Linhong bent
her legs and spread them apart, rolling up the hem of her wedding dress to her lower abdomen. Her slender fingers reached between her legs,
parting her labia for Fang Yulong. The labia, which had been closed between the dark pubic hair, suddenly parted, revealing a tender pink
cleft. The cleft gradually widened, becoming a deep, pinkish-red opening.
Seeing the alluring pinkish-red color of Yue Linhong's light brown labia, Fang Yulong's mind went blank. He lowered his head and knelt
between his biological mother's legs, unhesitatingly extending his tongue to lick the beautiful woman's clitoris, sometimes fiercely, sometimes
passionately, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, and occasionally inserting his thick tongue deep into the woman's vagina to stir
and lick.
Yue Linhong hadn't expected her son to suddenly perform oral sex on her. In her heart, her son still harbored some resentment towards her,
despising her as dirty. She never imagined that her son would perform oral sex on her while she was wearing her wedding dress. This meant that her son
no longer despised her; their relationship had taken another step forward. Because of Fang Yulong's sudden oral sex, Yue Linhong was
even more excited, desperately raising her buttocks, pressing her vulva tightly against Fang Yulong's face. Good son! "Mommy
, this is so good! It's amazing!" Yue Linhong cried out in her heart, her hands gripping the sheets and flailing wildly. At this moment, she had
entered paradise.
Fang Yulong released Yue Linhong's vulva. The beautiful woman's legs were still spread open, and between her parted labia, the pink
vaginal flesh trembled slightly under Fang Yulong's stimulation. Seeing Yue Linhong's lewd appearance, Fang Yulong's lust
intensified. His large penis stood erect like a raging horse, rushing towards the beautiful woman's wet vagina.
"Yulong, come and fuck Mommy's cunt, put your big cock into Mommy's womb." Yue Linhong
took the initiative to raise her legs, thrusting her vulva towards Fang Yulong's large glans. Fang Yulong knelt on top of Yue Linhong.
Looking down at his glans, he saw him gently twist his hips, his large glans teasing the beautiful woman's labia a couple of
times, coating it with her vaginal fluids. Then, with a forceful thrust, under his gaze, his thick
penis, like an attacking soldier, fully penetrated his own mother's vagina. For any man,
only this one vaginal opening in the world could offer such a wondrous feeling, giving him life and allowing him to return.
After an unknown amount of time, Yue Linhong sat on Fang Yulong's lap. The zipper of her wedding dress, which had been tightly wrapped around her
, was now pulled down, the white gown hanging loosely on the beautiful woman's chest. Although it no longer accentuated her curves
, it exuded an even more decadent charm.
"My little darling... how much longer until you cum... Mommy can't move anymore... Mommy's cunt is all
swollen from your fucking... ah..."
"This isn't my fault, you insisted on sitting on top." Fang Yulong thrust his buttocks upwards from time to time, letting his
glans plunge deep into the beautiful woman's flower core, making her tremble violently.
"Little darling... Mommy can't take it anymore... you do it..." Yue Linhong lay weakly on the large bed,
her lewd white buttocks sticking out in front of Fang Yulong, her wedding dress completely disheveled, making Yue Linhong look like a wanton
white bitch.
"I told you not to be so cocky! I told you not to overestimate yourself!" Fang Yulong knelt behind Yue Linhong, first
slapping the beautiful woman's plump buttocks twice. Yue Linhong let out two moans, begging Fang Yulong to stop hitting her buttocks and to quickly
fill her cunt with his big cock.
"Sister Hong, get ready, it's time for me to go home!" Fang Yulong, supporting the beautiful woman's buttocks,
forcefully thrust his large penis once again into the alluring vagina that had brought him into this world…
Upon waking again, Yue Linhong felt a sense of tranquility and emptiness. Although her body was weak and limp, the feeling was incredibly
wonderful. Was it because Yulong was her son that she experienced this strange sensation? Yue Linhong tried hard to
recall the moment her son brought her to climax. She remembered being intimate with her son, just like now,
being held by him as she sat on his lap, his large penis, though limp, still inside her vagina. His
face was buried in her chest, sucking on her breasts.
Feeling a bit stronger, Yue Linhong knelt on the bed, embracing Fang Yulong, letting his face remain buried
in her chest. Hanging above the bed was a single wedding photo of Liu Yuemei; Yue Linhong felt that was her, and her son had become her
new husband. So the mistress of this villa was so young—was she also her son's lover?
"Yulong, is she the actual boss of Huasheng? She's so young." Yue Linhong's current husband's hometown
is Wu Jing's, and one of his relatives also owns a large private enterprise, so Yue Linhong
knows about several of Wu Jing's large private companies.
"Yes, she's not even thirty yet, and she's already successfully planned for a company to go public. She's
a rising star in Chengjiang's business community."
"What's her relationship with you? Is she trying to ride on the Fang family's coattails?"
"Sister Hong, you're wrong this time. I've taken a liking to her abilities and want her to help manage my aunt's company
."
"Really? Has my little darling taken special care of her?" Yue Linhong said, gently wiggling her buttocks
, squeezing and rotating Fang Yulong's penis.
"Sister Hong, your little darling just fell asleep. You'll wake him up if you do this." Fang Yulong released Yue Lin
Hong and lay down on the bed. Yue Lin Hong got off Fang Yulong, took off her disheveled wedding dress, and lay down
next to Fang Yulong, even using a pillow to prop up her bottom. Fang Yulong asked her why, and Yue Lin Hong said shyly, "It's
because my little darling ejaculated too much, I'm afraid it will leak out."
"Sister Hong, how was that car accident resolved? It seems like there's been no news about it online lately." Fang
Yulong lay on the bed, stroking Yue Lin Hong's breasts, telling the beautiful woman about the seemingly ordinary but deeply
complicated car accident case.
"Silence is scary; the conspiracy is about to surface."
After the dump truck hit and ran away that day, an angry Yue Lin Hong went to the police station to personally oversee the investigation. Strangely
, the dump truck that caused the accident mysteriously disappeared. Because the hit-and-run occurred on a main street,
with numerous witnesses, the impact was extremely negative. Many people also posted about the incident online, causing a huge uproar in Haicheng
. Both online and among ordinary Haicheng residents, there were calls for severe punishment of the perpetrator, putting
immense pressure on the Jinhui District government and even the entire Haicheng city government.
Just as the hit-and-run became widely known, the situation took a dramatic turn. The deceased's wife
reported to the police that her husband had just gone to Jiangdong to claim a 1.4 billion yuan lottery prize, and now that he was dead, the prize money was
gone. Suddenly, the hit-and-run case became a murder for money case, its nature even more heinous. Yue Linhong knew this
was no ordinary criminal case; a huge conspiracy lay behind it.
Anyone daring to covet the 1.4 billion yuan prize money was no ordinary person. Furthermore, the fact that the deceased's wife dared to report the incident meant she had powerful backers. Such a bizarre
case and the stakes of 1.4 billion yuan were not something a district party secretary could control.
Yue Linhong, who had been working in the officialdom for twenty years, knew how deep the water was. On the one hand, she blocked the news, and on the other hand, she reported the case to the Haicheng Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government
, pushing this problem that she could not solve to the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government.
"Sister Hong, did the deceased actually win the 1.4 billion yuan prize?"
"Who knows? The Haicheng police went to the Jiangdong Lottery Center to investigate, and the contact person there kept saying that the person claiming
the prize wasn't the deceased, and then saying that no one had claimed the prize yet. I reckon some
people at your Jiangdong Lottery Center are already living in fear." Fang Yulong turned to the beautiful woman's pretty face and asked, "Sister Hong, have you heard any 　　rumors
in Haicheng ?" 　　"I've heard some. Some people say this case is targeting Secretary Ning." 　　"What does this have to do with Secretary Ning?" 　　"On the surface, it has nothing to do with Secretary Ning, but it's related to Qin Chengbing, the director of the Haicheng Social Security Bureau. Qin Chengbing 　　is not only Ning Henggang's university classmate but also a classmate from the Party School; the two have a very close relationship. I heard that Qin Chengbing illegally misappropriated 　　social security funds for others, amounting to several billion yuan, creating a 2 billion yuan funding gap."

To plug this loophole, Qin Chengbing set his sights on the huge bonus. "Ning Henggang used to be the Secretary of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee.
Do you think he knew about this?"
Fang Yulong was stunned. If what Yue Linhong said was true, it would cause a
major political earthquake. Ning Henggang was the future top leader; if ordinary people knew about this,
it would have a huge impact on his reputation. Although Fang Yulong hadn't met Ning Henggang many times, given Ning Henggang's political acumen
and wisdom, he would never do such a thing. Someone must be using Qin Chengbing to spread rumors and smear
Ning Henggang.
"Yulong, what are you daydreaming about? Are you worried about affecting your dad? Don't worry, with Ning Henggang and your dad
around, Qin Chengbing will never be involved in the huge bonus case. Ning Henggang will probably have to make a painful decision this time, which is
a big blow to him too."
"What am I worried about? Even if the sky falls, there's always someone taller to hold it up. I'd rather think about how to satisfy Sister Hong's
cunt." Fang Yulong touched Yue Lin Hong's breasts, his penis hardening again. He rolled over and pressed down
on Yue Lin Hong, spreading the beautiful woman's legs, placing his hard glans against her labia, rubbing it gently
a few times, and then inserting his large penis into her cunt.
"Oh... my little darling... come on, my cunt is all swollen from your fucking." Yue Lin Hong reached out and
blocked her crotch, her slender fingers pressing against her hot labia, her fingers pinching her son's thick penis.
"We agreed before we came that today we wouldn't do anything else but fuck. I'll satisfy you so you won't go and
seduce other men." Fang Yulong rested one of the beautiful woman's legs on his shoulder, greedily inhaling her
scent. He thrust his hips forward, breaking through the barrier of her fingers, and inserted his large penis deep into her vagina.
"Yulong, I swear I'll never sleep with another man again. Even if you don't want me anymore someday,
I'll remain chaste for my precious son." Yue Linhong propped himself up, looking at Fang Yulong with unwavering determination.
At this moment, Fang Yulong's large penis was deeply inserted into the beautiful woman's vagina. Seeing Yue Linhong's
resolute expression, Fang Yulong suddenly hugged the beautiful woman tightly. Yue Linhong straddled Fang Yulong's lap, passionately
kissing the man's cheeks and lips.
"You slutty mommy, you said no, but your cunt is getting hot and tight again."
"Yes, mine is my precious son's slutty mommy, good son, use your big cock to fuck mommy's
cunt raw... my little darling, fuck your slutty mommy to death..." Although Fang Yulong only called Yue Linhong
"slutty mommy," it was enough to excite Yue Linhong. At this moment, she didn't care that her vagina
was hot and tight because it was swollen from being fucked by her son's big cock. She hugged Fang Yulong's shoulders tightly, twisting her buttocks wildly,
welcoming her son's big cock into the deepest part of her vagina, allowing her and her son to be joined together most closely.
The two arrived at Phoenix Garden at ten o'clock and didn't leave until three o'clock in the afternoon. The two did nothing but have sex and
wait for sex. In five hours, Fang Yulong ejaculated inside Yue Linhong four times. When Yue Linhong went downstairs, she could hardly
walk and could only hold onto the handrail with one hand. When Yue Linhong left, she took the wedding dress with her.
Previously, she only focused on maintaining her face and skin; now, she wanted to maintain her figure, and fitting the dress
perfectly was her goal.
As Fang Yulong's biological mother, and filled with guilt for abandoning him twenty years ago, Yue Linhong was concerned about
Fang Yulong's health, asking if his unrestrained indulgence would harm his body. Fang Yulong told Yue Linhong
that he was different from ordinary people; if he were to be ascetic as everyone else, he would suffocate.
As they were talking, Fang Yulong's stomach suddenly growled. Yue Linhong chuckled, "
I told you to stop playing around and find a place to eat, but you didn't believe me. Now your stomach's full, isn't it?"
"I was only thinking about eating Sister Hong back then; I had no appetite for anything else." Fang Yulong was about to invite Yue Linhong to
a small restaurant in Shili when he received a call from Zhao Weiyang. Zhao Weiyang was preparing to fly back to Haicheng and asked Fang Yulong
to get ready to pick her up at the airport.
"Yulong, it seems you and this Miss Zhao are quite close?" Yue Linhong
looked at his son with a mischievous gaze. His son was tall and handsome, and also very skilled in that area; he wondered if his son had managed to seduce Miss Zhao
.
"Just ordinary friends. Calling me to pick her up, it can't be anything good." Fang Yulong thought Zhao
Weiyang wanted him to be her sparring partner again, but it turned out Zhao Weiyang was returning to Haicheng on a mission this time.
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