[Second Face] (6)

Hearing the unfortunate doorbell ring, Lu Sheng frowned, but his body didn't stop thrusting. Zeng Jing, on the other hand, reacted quite strongly, almost instantly waking up, staring nervously at Lu Sheng, biting her lip and shaking her head.
Lu Sheng's lips curled into a wicked smile, deliberately increasing the force of his thrusts.
Zeng Jing's throat felt like it was being pierced, but she still clenched her teeth tightly, not letting that shameful sound escape. Her tense appearance greatly aroused Lu Sheng, and he teased her with slow and fast thrusts.
This was a technique that could make a woman moan irresistibly.
The slow, gentle movements of pulling out the penis, the friction of the tip against the vaginal walls, could easily make a woman feel numb. At the exit, the rhythm was suddenly changed, thrusting all the way in, instantly eliciting a moan from even the most reserved woman.
This technique was also used by many experienced men in special circumstances to add spice. For example, classic scenes in adult films involve a virtuous wife enduring her lover's thrusts while talking on the phone with her husband, or the forced rape of innocent female students in extremely quiet places like libraries or exhibition halls.
The women being manipulated often find themselves in a vicious cycle: they tense their bodies to avoid making a sound, which narrows their vaginal openings and enhances the man's pleasure. The man, seeking further stimulation, thrusts harder, and the woman's more forceful thrusting leads to a stronger urge to moan.
*Ding-dong*—the doorbell rang again, interrupting Lu Sheng's enjoyment.
Being interrupted in the middle of his climax made him very annoyed.
He reluctantly withdrew his penis, casually covered Zeng Jing with a blanket, took a bathrobe from the wardrobe, and draped it over his shoulders, tying it loosely around his waist.
When he opened the door and saw the beautiful woman standing there, he couldn't help but pause in surprise.
Han Man seemed somewhat nervous, smoothing her long hair behind her ear while unconsciously lowering her eyes. She clearly knew what Lu Sheng and Zeng Jing were doing in the room at this time.
"I...I want to buy something. Could you drive me there?"
Han Man's voice was soft and weak.
Lu Sheng quickly recovered and nodded almost instinctively.
"Okay, wait a moment while I change."
Lu Sheng closed the door, returned to the bed, and untied Zeng Jing's ropes. Zeng Jing felt a little helpless when she heard that Aunt Man was leaving. Being interrupted like this is unpleasant for both the man and the woman, and Lu Sheng must be feeling uncomfortable right now.
Zeng Jing kissed Lu Sheng's chest and whispered, "Come back soon..."
Lu Sheng smiled, covered Zeng Jing with the blanket, and kissed her forehead. "You go to sleep first, it's okay."
Lu Sheng changed his clothes and gently closed the door.
Zeng Jing's emotions hadn't completely calmed down; the flush on her face was still very obvious, and her beautiful eyes gazed quietly out the window, lost in thought.
The night air was cool, without the heat of the day.
Han Man was wearing a fuchsia long dress tonight, the same one she wore when she went to the hotel with Lu Sheng last time. He wondered if she was also wearing the same stockings from that day.
Smelling the delicate fragrance emanating from the beautiful woman beside him, Lu Sheng involuntarily swallowed.
The parking lot was in the garden behind the hotel. Lu Sheng and Han Man walked quietly along the path, neither speaking.
Reaching the car, Lu Sheng looked around; the garden was deserted at night. He looked away and opened the back door for Han Man.
Han Man was somewhat surprised but said nothing, simply sitting quietly in the back seat.
A slight smile curved Lu Sheng's lips. He didn't get in the driver's seat but followed Han Man into the back, slamming the door shut.
Before Han Man could speak, Lu Sheng suddenly pressed himself against her.
Han Man was startled by Lu Sheng's actions; she hadn't expected him to start touching her in the car, seemingly intending to finish there.
She instinctively pushed him away a few times, but her body quickly went limp, and she even let out a soft moan when Lu Sheng kissed her neck.
How could a small, rocking boat withstand the power of the sea, and how could a delicate flower refuse the pluck of a mighty peak?
Her soft body responded to the domineering conquest with alluring moans, and her slippery slit welcomed the hard intrusion with abundant juices.
The night was deep, but the noise was not yet still.
In the dimly lit garden, the guests' cars were parked quietly, the silent vehicles lifelessly watching this slightly swaying anomaly.
The front of the car was facing the wall, and the side and rear windshields were covered with opaque tint. This provided the two with a unique and stimulating environment to vent their primal desires.
The dim streetlights shone through the car windows, outlining the strong back of a man.
Han Man was almost breathless from Lu Sheng's kisses, yet she still couldn't bear to let go. Her hands clung tightly to his upper body, her bright red nails almost digging into his back muscles.
The temperature inside the car rose sharply, and the frequency and force of the thrusts made Han Man feel dizzy.
Lu Sheng lifted himself off Han Man, hoisting one of her legs onto his shoulder and thrusting forcefully. Her snow-white instep was ramrod straight, a white pair of underwear dangling from her swaying ankle, mixed with her half-pulled pantyhose, bobbing with the rhythm.
Han Man covered her mouth with the back of one hand, while the other gently caressed Lu Sheng's firm buttocks. Her eyes, seemingly dripping with moisture, gazed at Lu Sheng, but her gaze involuntarily stole outside the car, revealing her nervousness and shyness.
Lu Sheng, however, thrust relentlessly, the hot juices overflowing from his illicit body fueling his burning desire and stimulating his sensitive nerves.
Not long ago, Lu Sheng was being passionately sucked by his daughter, but now he was shamelessly conquering his stepmother's body.
A lewd and immoral pleasure filled his heart.
Entering the same woman twice in one day, the sensations were distinctly different. During the day, Han Man was tight and resistant; at night, she was wet and slippery.
Lu Sheng couldn't control his heart. This deadly woman tempted him like a devil, like a honey-soaked poison, intoxicating and bewitching him.
With difficulty, he unhooked Han Man's bra; her pink nipples were already erect. Lu Sheng withdrew one hand and kneaded her extremely sensitive nipples. Soon, he felt the passionate juices from Han Man's vagina begin to spray onto the tip of his penis in waves. Her
shameful cleft tightly gripped his thick penis.
Her shy, half-covered face, biting her lip, made Lu Sheng's penis throb with desire. The wicked pleasure of defiled virtuous married women was clearly more stimulating and exhilarating than normal sex.
Climax was within reach; after a night of relentless conquest by two beautiful bodies, Lu Sheng was at his limit.
He released Han Man's thighs, pressing his entire body against hers, and kissed her bright red lips deeply.
Her long, slender legs immediately wrapped around his waist, hooking behind his hips.
The feel of the stockings rubbing against his waist, the intense pleasure from his erection piercing his brain, and Lu Sheng ejaculated profusely… Zeng Jing lay quietly on the bed, her face flushed, her eyelashes fluttering, her eyes staring blankly out the window, lost in thought.
She was exhausted, but sleep was elusive.
She instinctively pulled the blanket tighter around herself, but accidentally touched the bundle of hemp rope that hadn't yet been put away.
Zeng Jing felt a daze; the first time Lu Sheng had tied her up seemed as clear as if it had happened yesterday.
It was their first long holiday together.
During the National Day holiday, Zeng Jing didn't go home, but instead spent all her time with Lu Sheng. Many classmates went on trips during the holiday, and dormitory security wasn't strict at night. Coincidentally, Zeng Jing's roommates were also on trips, so Zeng Jing and Lu Sheng spent their days shopping and eating out, and their nights playing different games in the dormitory.
On the first night of the long holiday, Lu Sheng, having just escorted Zeng Jing back to her dorm, couldn't wait to unbutton her clothes. It was their first time being intimate in the dorm, making Zeng Jing quite reserved and slow to get into the mood.
Lu Sheng, however, was exceptionally excited, kissing and touching her without even showering.
Although her roommates weren't there, there were still people in the next dorm room. The soundproofing in the dorms wasn't great, and their activity inevitably made some noise, which could easily be heard next door and lead to suggestive thoughts.
Although Zeng Jing was completely submissive to Lu Sheng, she was very conscious of her image in public. Even her close roommates still thought she was a virgin and would occasionally pretend to be experienced, offering her some bedroom tips. Even though she and Lu Sheng were boyfriend and girlfriend, if her classmates knew what they were doing in the dorm, the complex looks they received would likely make her feel incredibly ashamed and angry.
Wanting to refuse, Zeng Jing couldn't bear to dampen Lu Sheng's enthusiasm, seeing his excited and impulsive expression.
Half-heartedly, she was helped onto Lu Sheng's penis.
This was Lu Sheng's favorite woman-on-top position; he lay casually on Zeng Jing's bed, letting her straddle him.
Her legs, forced apart, kept involuntarily closing, and the unusual environment made it difficult for her to maintain her balance; she swayed back and forth, constantly losing her center of gravity.
This quickly drew displeasure from Lu Sheng.
Just as Zeng Jing was feeling apprehensive and at a loss, Lu Sheng took out a bundle of red hemp rope from his bag.
He simply tied Zeng Jing's hands, threading the other end of the rope through a gap in the bookshelf shelf above the bed, where he held it in his hand. Lu Sheng also casually stuffed a towel into Zeng Jing's mouth.
After Zeng Jing resisted and hesitated before being helped onto the man's penis again, Lu Sheng finally revealed a satisfied look.
Casual conversations from classmates drifted from next door, and the occasional sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor. Whenever her legs showed signs of coming together or she lost her balance, her bound wrists would be pulled upwards.
In early autumn, the weather was no longer very hot, but in the girl's bedroom-like room, Zeng Jing was still drenched in sweat. Her toes, supporting her on either side, showed signs of cramping, and her tense back made the grip on her lower body much stronger than usual.
Almost every girl has fantasized about her Prince Charming, and Zeng Jing was no exception. However, before meeting Lu Sheng, Zeng Jing had never imagined that one day she would straddle a man's penis in such a shameful way, using such an almost vulgar seductive manner to please him.
In fact, given her feelings for Lu Sheng, Zeng Jing knew very well that everything she did for him was of her own free will. But being willing didn't mean she would recklessly submit to his advances. Because of her intense love for Lu Sheng, Zeng Jing also harbored a sensitive worry: that Lu Sheng would look down on her, seeing her as a base woman with a wanton nature.
Yet, faced with Lu Sheng's various demands, her less forceful resistance seemed more like agreement.
More importantly, every time Zeng Jing saw Lu Sheng's satisfied expression, the sense of devotion welling up within her made her genuinely happy.
Perhaps, this was the true meaning of love.
Thinking of this, Zeng Jing shook her head helplessly.
Thinking too much was pointless for her now. She had already given him everything; no matter how he treated her, she had no way out.
In the past, Lu Sheng rarely went out at night, mostly spending his time with her in bed, indulging in carefree pleasures.
Zeng Jing had long been accustomed to falling asleep in Lu Sheng's arms.
Suddenly, being left to sleep alone felt strange.
Zeng Jing sighed. Since she couldn't sleep, she decided to get up and walk around.
She slowly sat up, looking at the garter belt and stockings she was still wearing, and felt a strange melancholy. Soon, she took off the stockings and garter belt, picked up her bra and panties from the floor and put them back on, then casually put on Lu Sheng's white shirt. She picked up a glass of hot water she had just poured and leaned against the window, slowly drinking it.
Zeng Jing was a simple girl; if it weren't to please the man she loved, she would never wear such shabby clothes on a normal day.
Outside the window, not far away was the garden, where the guests' cars were parked…
The damp mist coated the car windows with a thick layer of fog.
Lu Sheng, enjoying the tight grip of his penis, gently licked away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes.
His penis, already ejaculated, was not yet limp; Lu Sheng still craved the tight sensation, refusing to withdraw, still immersed in the abundant fluids.
Lu Sheng clearly felt Han Man follow him.
It had been a long time since he had released inside Han Man, and her sensations seemed intense; tears welled in her eyes.
Between sobs, Han Man playfully scolded, "You don't care about me at all! Are you trying to kill me?"
Lu Sheng chuckled a few times, saying nothing, but his lower body moved slightly, eliciting a coquettish reproach from Han Man.
Both of them remained motionless, seemingly carefully choosing their words.
“Sheng, I think…” Han Man didn’t dare look at Lu Sheng, “Between us, this is probably all we can do…”
Lu Sheng seemed to sense Han Man’s inner turmoil and said gently, “Xiao Man, you know, I love you, and I need you… Even when I’m in bed with Xiao Jing, your image is all I can think about…”
Han Man’s eyes remained dim as she whispered, “I… I don’t want to hurt Shao Yang anymore, I can’t get over this.”
A surge of irritation rose in Lu Sheng’s heart. Even after he had slept with her so many times, Han Man still couldn’t forget that useless old man, which hurt him deeply.
This was also because Lu Sheng lacked experience in conquering married women. In the past, he had always played with innocent young girls, almost all of whom he easily won over. Suddenly encountering a mature married woman like Han Man, he didn’t know how to proceed.
Her body was given to him, but her heart was still with her husband.
Lu Sheng felt like he had encountered another lion king invading his territory, and his fighting spirit flared up.
Han Man seemed oblivious to Lu Sheng's anger, staring blankly out the window.
The light from the window shone dimly on Han Man's face, revealing a beautiful face etched with sorrow, devoid of any trace of lust. It was as if the woman who had just been moaning and convulsing beneath Lu Sheng was a completely different person.
Han Man withdrew her gaze, looking at Lu Sheng with a complex expression, while Lu Sheng couldn't help but feel a surge of attraction.
The woman beneath him was like a magnetic swamp, drawing him in deeply. In his conquest of this woman, hadn't he himself been conquered little by little?
Speechless with disappointment, Lu Sheng knew that he still had a long way to go before truly possessing this woman.
The desire in Lu Sheng's heart grew stronger.
... Stepping out of the elevator, Lu Sheng stared at the woman walking in front of him, her calves peeking out from under her dress. It was truly intoxicating; he couldn't understand why those short legs encased in stockings were so alluring, making his heart pound. These
stockings had clearly only been put on before him not long ago, so how could they exert such a strong attraction on him? If he hadn't just ejaculated, he probably would be rock hard by now.
Han Man turned her head slightly to say goodbye to Lu Sheng, her beautiful face showing no unusual emotion. Lu Sheng's lips twitched slightly in response.
Lu Sheng really couldn't understand her. She had already accepted that he had ejaculated inside her, but when getting dressed, she still stubbornly turned away. What was this damn woman thinking?
After watching Han Man enter the room, Lu Sheng slowly shook his head and used his room card to open Zeng Jing's room.
Inside the room, Zeng Jing was already asleep on the bed. Her shoulder, exposed outside the blanket, was slightly cold.
Lu Sheng walked over, gently got into the blanket, and hugged Zeng Jing from behind. "Mmm...you're back," Zeng Jing mumbled sleepily, her eyes still closed, "It's so late, you must be tired..."
Lu Sheng kissed Zeng Jing's earlobe.
"Let's sleep together, I'll come over tomorrow morning."
Lu Sheng turned off the light.
Zeng Jing snuggled against Lu Sheng's arm and quickly fell asleep again... In Lu Sheng's dream, the images kept blurring and overlapping.
Two beautiful bodies, each with their own unique features, kept appearing and overlapping.
The lewd dream contained the unrestrained pleasure of venting on young flesh, as well as the depravity of possessing the precious virginity of a beautiful married woman. In a daze, Lu Sheng unknowingly drifted further and further away.
Two pretty faces, each with their own unique features, repeatedly appeared before his eyes. Between the pure eyes and brows was an unbearable pleasure and a willing submission. Beside the dignified lips was an inescapable descent into depravity and a struggle against immorality.
On the clean white bed, Lu Sheng used different positions to fully enjoy Zeng Jing's beautiful body. Sometimes he would lift Zeng Jing's legs and thrust vigorously, sometimes he would hold Zeng Jing's round buttocks and continue to attack. In the dimly lit room, Han Man knelt before him, his strong penis forcefully prying open her bright red lips, his viscous fluid shamelessly defiling her soft tongue.
The innocent married woman shyly grasped his penis, her beautiful eyes gently closed. Lu Sheng was almost ready to ejaculate… but Zeng Jing burst in, catching him red-handed… Damn! Startled awake, Lu Sheng gasped for breath
. A
faint light appeared outside the window, but Zeng Jing was still asleep.
Once Lu Sheng confirmed that the scene was just a dream, he gradually calmed down. He quietly got out of bed and went to the French windows, gazing silently outside.
His morning erection was painfully hard, but the burning desire in his heart had vanished completely.
Looking at the girl sleeping peacefully on the bed, Lu Sheng's mind was in turmoil.
Without a doubt, Zeng Jing was a perfect girlfriend. Not only was she sweet and pure-looking, but she also had a very gentle personality and had selflessly given everything to him. No matter what new tricks he came up with, Zeng Jing would almost always offer little resistance. Lu Sheng had already accepted the possibility of Zeng Jing becoming his wife.
But on the other hand, Lu Sheng couldn't suppress his desire for Han Man. It was clearly an incestuous taboo, but the wickedness of human nature kept fueling his craving. Whether it was that snow-white and tight body or that reserved and beautiful face, he couldn't let go of her. And Han Man's dignified and serene demeanor in public was like hot oil poured on his lustful flames.
His thoughts were in turmoil... In the room not far away, Han Man had just woken up.
In fact, she had also experienced a very difficult night.
For a married woman with a good reputation and image, yesterday was not an easy day. Whether it was being raped by a strong man high in the city in the morning or having sex with the same man in the cramped back seat of a car at night, it was not something a pure married woman should have experienced.
Even sleeping in the same bed with her beloved husband, the intense writhing sensation between her legs still left her numb and weak.
As a wife, she maintained a dignified and virtuous image in public, but she was, after all, a young woman with the same physical desires as other women. Although her older husband possessed a mature and stable nature, his near-impotence robbed her of the pleasures she should enjoy as a woman.
Reason told her she had to fulfill her duty as a faithful wife. However, no one told her where her sacrifice would be compensated.
Sleepless that night, tossing and turning,
Han Man couldn't deny the endless pleasure that masculine body brought her. Whether it was the way his strong arms pressed against her shoulders, or the way his firm waist thrust against her buttocks, even just thinking about it made her legs wet.
Not to mention the gentle caress of his rough hands on her breasts, the forceful spread of his large penis between her legs—all of these made her deeply feel the attraction of this powerful masculinity.
The young man's physical entanglement with her haunted her, a feeling she couldn't shake off.
She didn't know what Zeng Jing was thinking, but especially after comparing Zeng Shaoyang and Lu Sheng, Han Man was acutely aware of her infatuation with Lu Sheng. She understood that she had to use every means to firmly grasp Lu Sheng's heart until her youthful years had completely faded.
Shaoyang, Xiao Jing, I'm sorry.
... "Sheng..."
Zeng Jing groggily opened her eyes and saw Lu Sheng already up, standing in front of the French windows, quietly gazing outside. The room hadn't yet seen the first rays of sunlight, but it was already bright outside.
Lu Sheng had a habit of sleeping naked; his bare, strong body radiated a slight warmth. Zeng Jing rubbed her eyes and gently bit her lip.
"I'm sorry, Sheng, I fell asleep last night."
"It's alright, do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Lu Sheng turned around and smiled slightly at Zeng Jing.
Zeng Jing's gaze quickly moved downwards, focusing on Lu Sheng's slightly trembling manhood.
“Sheng, you didn’t come out last night, you must be feeling a little uncomfortable…”
Zeng Jing lifted the blanket, tiptoed, and gently walked towards Lu Sheng. Seemingly hesitant, she glanced worriedly out the window, but Zeng Jing still slowly knelt down, one hand supporting herself on the carpet, the other gently holding Nan Zheng, raising her head, and taking the tip of Nan Zheng into her mouth.
Lu Sheng gasped. Outside the window, it was still the crisp morning air, the dew still clinging to the air. Inside, a pure-looking girl knelt before him, gently sucking on his penis. The touch of her tongue on the tip of his penis stirred his restless heart, disturbed by his fragmented dreams.
Her fair skin, free of the marks of her bindings, reflected the dim light from the window, her dark hair swaying gently with her movements.
Lu Sheng wasn't sure how many men could wake up in the quiet of the morning and immediately enjoy the oral service of a pure young girl. But he knew such opportunities were rare.
In ancient times, before high-ranking officials left home each day, their most beautiful concubines would wait in the side hall of the gatehouse. Before their masters left, they would kneel and slip inside their masters' wide robes, sucking out the thick semen stored in their penises overnight. It was said that this would invigorate the masters, keeping them energetic throughout the day. This custom, widely practiced privately, was commonly known as the kneeling robe.
Some clan heads even held the special power to demand that young, beautiful members of distant or minor branches kneel before them in a side hall.
Unfortunately, these folk customs vanished with the ravages of that tumultuous era and the rise of modern women's rights. Nowadays, more and more girls are unwilling to perform oral sex on their boyfriends or husbands. Even those who are willing often rush through it. Conversely, girls willing to engage in compensated dating can manage to perform for about ten minutes. Gentle and patient girls like Zeng Jing are truly rare.
Zeng Jing's hands rested on Lu Sheng's thighs, which allowed her movements to become more varied and forceful, the sounds of her sucking echoing softly in the room.
In feudal times, women's rights were weak, and it was commonplace for women to serve men with their mouths. When scholars, gentlemen, and wealthy families visited each other, the host would invariably offer their concubines to serve them. In ancient times, entertainment was scarce. Masters would chat about literature and current events while their beautiful concubines performed oral sex on them. This not only relieved boredom and fatigue but also added to the enjoyment of the relationship, and it was a fashionable practice in high society.
Although ancient ethics and moral regulations were strict, the upper class generally did not consider oral sex to be immoral.
Even the most beloved daughter performing oral sex on her father was considered a form of filial piety. In some special dynasties, fathers-in-law could conscript beautiful daughters-in-law for the night at any time, and mothers had to offer their bodies to their sons as they would to their husbands… Lu Sheng enjoyed Zeng Jing’s moist, gentle sucking while letting out soft breaths.
Lu Sheng thoroughly enjoyed the moment.
His bright red tongue kept wiping away the sticky fluid seeping from the penis, and his undulating throat kept swallowing the excess juice in his mouth. Zeng Jing’s emotions gradually rose with the practiced movements. The large penis slowly became harder in her mouth, giving her a great sense of accomplishment. Lu Sheng’s heavy breathing and difficult swallowing became a huge encouragement in her ears.
One hand stroked the taut and bulging muscles on Lu Sheng’s thigh, while the other hand gently kneaded the scrotum under the penis.
Zeng Jing’s lips and jaw were already very sore. But her heart remained burning with passion. Lu Sheng's intense, heavy breathing washed over her thoughts, fueling her emotions.
Having just woken up, without even having time to put on makeup, doing this naked for her boyfriend filled Zeng Jing with a blissful sense of self-sacrifice.
For her, Lu Sheng's pleasure was greater than her own.
Since Lu Sheng had deflowered her, he had performed countless sexual acts on her, acts she had never even dreamed of before. Undeniably, as a woman, she derived immense, stimulating pleasure from it. Although she had never been with other men, she knew very well that the peak of stimulation Lu Sheng gave her was something she could never obtain from any other man.
Therefore, even when Lu Sheng made some requests that she felt might be somewhat perverse... She silently accepted it.
The longer Zeng Jing dated Lu Sheng, the clearer it became that every compromise and sacrifice she made for him gradually transformed into love.
In fact, many boys at school still pursued her; some saved her a seat, got her food, and fetched water almost every day, while others waited patiently for over four hours outside her dormitory. But Zeng Jing had no interest in even exchanging a single word with these boys. Yet
, she was willing to give everything for Lu Sheng.
Some girls in love might express their affection by cooking dinner for their beloved, while others might knit a scarf or sweater for their boyfriend. Only a very small number of girls would express their love by sucking their boyfriend's penis. Expressing love is especially rare, particularly for a pure and beautiful girl like Zeng Jing.
Zeng Jing knew that men with large penises were never short of sexy and beautiful women.
Although Lu Sheng's penis was the first one she had ever sucked, she wasn't the first girl to do so. If she didn't try, it would be difficult for Lu Sheng to cherish her.
Lu Sheng's penis was difficult to swallow whole, so Zeng Jing could only use her lips and tongue to moisten every inch from time to time, and she frequently used necessary techniques such as circling and drawing lines.
A man like Lu Sheng, who hadn't released his pent-up desires last night, must be feeling very uncomfortable. As his girlfriend and fiancée, it was her duty to satisfy his sexual desires.
Zeng Jing thought silently to herself, but her actions didn't falter.
...When Han Man finished washing up, Zeng Shaoyang had just woken up.
Han Man quickly made a cup of hot tea and brought it to Zeng Shaoyang, who was sitting up in bed. Zeng Shaoyang smiled and took the teacup.
"Xiao Man, did you sleep well last night?" "I
slept very well. I saw you sleeping soundly. You fell asleep as soon as you got back from shopping last night." Han Man was wearing a white bodysuit and blue denim shorts today, with trendy white sneakers on her feet and flesh-colored stockings.
"We frequent business travelers aren't picky about beds; we can sleep well anywhere," Zeng Shaoyang said, taking a sip of tea and a few deep breaths. "The room's a bit stuffy; let's open the window to let some fresh air in..."
Han Man got up and opened the window, her tiptoeing posture highlighting her slender curves. The crisp morning air flowing in brought a chill to the room.
Zeng Shaoyang looked away and took another sip of tea. Slightly more awake, he prepared to get up to wash. As soon as he stood up, he swayed slightly, lost his balance, and sat back down on the edge of the bed.
Han Man quickly came to help him up, but Zeng Shaoyang waved his hand dismissively, indicating he was fine.
"I'm not young anymore," Zeng Shaoyang said with a wry smile.
"I should exercise more often; good health is better than anything else." Han Man gently helped Zeng Shaoyang catch his breath.
Zeng Shaoyang smiled and nodded, then after a while, as if he had thought of something, he slowly said to Han Man, "Xiao Man, I think we should go to Asheng's house as soon as possible and settle things between them quickly."
He paused, seemingly speaking from the heart, "The sooner it's settled, the sooner his mother can rest in peace..."
From an angle unseen by Zeng Shaoyang, Han Man's face turned very pale. But her voice remained gentle: "That's true... I've heard his relationship with his family has always been tense..." A faint bitterness rose in Han Man's heart.
"Young people, everyone has rebellious moments, but we must meet with his family about this." Zeng Shaoyang took another sip of tea.
"You said before that you were quite familiar with their family?"
Han Man quickly regained her composure and returned to normal, casually asking,
"Yes, their elders have helped me quite a bit..." Zeng Shaoyang seemed lost in thought, his eyes showing a hint of daze.
Han Man didn't interrupt Zeng Shaoyang; she was also curious about Lu Sheng's family, but didn't want to ask too directly.
After a long pause, Zeng Shaoyang finally came to his senses, smiled at Han Man, and then slowly said, "His grandfather was a legendary figure back in the day, bestowing countless favors. Many people have received even the smallest kindness from him. Although the old man is no longer here, no one dares to disrespect him even now.
His father was also a ruthless character, extremely powerful and cunning. Under the old man's protection, he was a force to be reckoned with. Our boss has never gotten the slightest advantage from him. It's only since the old man passed away that he's become a bit more low-key, I hear. But... hey, but what I admire most is that he's about my age, yet he looks much younger than me. He's maintained his health incredibly well."
Zeng Shaoyang's words made Han Man even more curious. Clearly, Lu Sheng's family had an extremely prestigious reputation. As an outsider, she could only glean a glimpse through a fog, half-guessing and half-thinking. Han Man knew that Zeng Shaoyang was reluctant to say some things. It seemed that Zeng Shaoyang had some dealings with Lu Sheng's father. The intersection of these two men might very well be because of a woman. Looking at Zeng Jing's radiant appearance now, it's possible that Lu Sheng's father also had feelings for Zeng Jing's mother.
Zeng Shaoyang slowly got up to wash up, leaving Han Man alone by the bed, lost in thought.
...Breakfast was a buffet at the hotel.
Han Man and Zeng Shaoyang arrived at the restaurant first, followed shortly by Lu Sheng. Zeng Jing arrived late, almost as the three of them had finished eating.
Han Man poured a bottle of milk, giving one to Lu Sheng and one to Zeng Shaoyang. Seeing Zeng Jing arrive, she poured her a glass as well.
"Little Jing, you're so grown up, why are you still sleeping in?" Zeng Shaoyang took the milk from Han Man, looking at Zeng Jing with doting eyes.
"I got up a long time ago. Girls always need time to get ready," Zeng Jing said, taking a sip of milk and stealing a glance at Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng was eating steak, the tendons crunching loudly.
Their morning exercise had just ended.
It wasn't until the rising sun, having circled the distant buildings, streamed in through the window with its first rays that Lu Sheng ejaculated into Zeng Jing's mouth.
The force of the ejaculation was so strong that Zeng Jing choked, her body coughing instinctively, causing two spurts of semen to leak out. The semen arced across the floor-to-ceiling window. Fortunately, Zeng Jing immediately suppressed her cough and quickly took the penis back into her mouth, catching the remaining spurt.
With her lips tightly pursed, still sticky with white fluid, Zeng Jing swallowed Lu Sheng's semen without hesitation, completely cleaning the remaining semen from the penis. Then, after a moment's thought, Zeng Jing licked the two drops of semen that had leaked onto the glass.
She clearly remembered the satisfied smile on Lu Sheng's face at that moment.
“Shaoyang, the garden behind the hotel is quite beautiful. I’ll go for a walk with you later… Let the young couple enjoy their time together.” Han Man ignored the exchange of glances between Zeng Jing and Lu Sheng, and smiled at Zeng Shaoyang.
Zeng Shaoyang glanced at Zeng Jing, smiled, and nodded to Han Man.
Lu Sheng’s movements were unhurried, and he said nothing, his expression unchanged.
The four of them quietly finished their breakfast.
Han Man stood up, preparing to take Zeng Shaoyang’s arm and leave slowly, but an accident occurred.
Just as Zeng Shaoyang stood up, his vision suddenly went black, and his entire body involuntarily slid down. Han Man cried out in alarm, trying to catch Zeng Shaoyang’s body, but she was too weak and was instead dragged down by Zeng Shaoyang’s body, both of them collapsing to the ground.
The tableware on the tablecloth was knocked over, shattering everywhere.
“Ah!—”
…To be continued

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