[The Tragic Chronicles of a Wealthy Family - Continued] Chapter 179

【The Tragic Tale of a Wealthy Family - Continued】

Author: Zeng Jiu

First published on December 5, 2014

Word Count: 9300179

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the brightly lit restaurant, naked Manfeng and Mrs. Hong, their hands cuffed behind their backs, knelt side by side in the corner.
Each had a stainless steel bowl in front of them, filled with leftover food. Both women had their white
, dirty buttocks sticking out, their faces mostly buried in the bowls, slowly chewing.

The large round table in the center of the restaurant was a mess of cups and plates, but the seats around it were empty. Two menacing-looking
men strolled leisurely around the two naked women, occasionally picking up half-eaten food from the table
and throwing it into their bowls, sometimes patting their high, smooth, white buttocks
, making lewd remarks.

Manfeng had a half-eaten chicken leg in her mouth, using her tongue, lips, and teeth to slowly
gnaw away the remaining meat. Although her head was down, she could clearly feel the undisguised hostility from
Mrs. , and the fiery, lustful gazes that occasionally swept over her from behind. She
was already used to all of this and completely ignored it, focusing only on finishing the leftovers in her bowl. In fact,
her heart had been churning.

Just now, Mengchong and Ajian had been hosting the general here. The two women had been brought over and made to kneel naked to
one side . Manfeng knew that Mengchong was openly using his body to seduce the general.

From their conversation, Manfeng was basically certain that the general was a rebel in northern China. She remembered that the general had
inadvertently referred to himself as "Du Mou" before she gave him oral sex. At the time, she was highly nervous and hadn't paid attention. Now,
kneeling by the table, watching them clink glasses and occasionally make jokes about her and Mrs. Hong's bodies,
her was racing nervously. She searched every corner of her memory, racking her brains to vaguely recall that
the two leaders of the B-North KS Independent Army were indeed named Du En and Du Mai. So,
the must be Du Mai, one of the Du brothers.

Their conversation didn't shy away from the two women; they probably
considered them mere playthings, walking corpses. This gave Manfeng the opportunity to overhear some useful information.

She had already discerned the clues: Du Mai had come to negotiate with the Longkun Group to help them smuggle drugs. And she
seemed to be a crucial bargaining chip in Longkun's hands. Meng Chong was trying every means to please Du Mai with her body,
and Du Mai seemed genuinely interested in her, even specifically requesting to see her…

Just as she was getting a clue, the others had finished their meal. Meng Chong gave a wink to one of his
subordinates standing to the side, who took out two stainless steel bowls that had been prepared beforehand from the corner and placed them neatly
in front of Manfeng and Mrs. Hong. Mengchong casually picked up the plate of leftover food in front of him and poured it into
the bowl in front of Mrs. Hong. Then, he smiled at Du Mai, picked up his leftover food, and poured it into
the bowl in front of Manfeng. After pouring it, he seemed to still be unsatisfied, picked up a half-eaten chicken leg from the table, and threw it into Manfeng's
bowl.

He wiped his hands with a napkin and said with a grin to the two women kneeling before him, "Alright,
Master is full, it's your turn now. Eat quickly, finish everything, don't leave a single bit!"

"Yes, Master," the two women replied softly, skillfully bending over and sticking their faces into the bowls of food,
eating slowly.

Du Mai watched in stunned silence. Although he could imagine that Manfeng, as a narcotics officer, would suffer a terrible fate at
the hands of , he clearly hadn't expected that Manfeng would be like this every day, kneeling naked on the ground,
consuming men's leftovers in such a humiliating way.

Seeing Du Mai's astonished expression, Meng Chong smiled smugly, patted him on the shoulder, and said meaningfully,
"Brother, you really have a soft spot for women. But we often give them extra food, you know, so we guarantee they'll all be as fresh
and beautiful as flowers..."

He then changed the subject, "Brother, we've been chatting for ages, and you haven't even seen our goods yet. Come on,
let me show you my stuff. Cooperating with us will definitely lead to a bright future."

Du Mai chuckled casually, his eyes lingering on Man Feng's fair body for a moment. He watched as Man Feng picked up
the half-eaten chicken leg Meng Chong had thrown into the bowl and silently began to tear it apart. His brow furrowed slightly, and he stood up
without a word following Meng Chong out.

After Du Mai and Meng Chong left, the restaurant returned to silence, save for the sounds of the two women tearing, chewing, licking, and
swallowing. The two thugs were used to such scenes. After wandering around for a while,
they sat down on the chairs nearby, watching with boredom as the two naked women, their white buttocks sticking out, buried their heads in
the food bowls and ate voraciously.

Manfeng's hands were cuffed behind her back, and she could only use her mouth and lips to laboriously get the food from the bowl into her mouth, but
her mind was never idle. She didn't know how Mengchong would use her body to satisfy that
mysterious visitor. She knew very well that in Long Kun's eyes, she was nothing more than a plaything to be manipulated at will . As long as she could be useful to their drug trafficking, they would certainly not have any pity
for her body or even her life . 　　But this mysterious man called General made Manfeng feel something different. She had some understanding of the separatist armed forces They were not the same kind of drug traffickers as Long Kun and Deng Min. Although they also participated in smuggling and trafficking drugs, they only used it as a means of accumulating wealth, serving their political purposes. 　　Although Mengchong had just humiliated and tormented her, forcing her to perform oral sex on the general, Manfeng seemed to sense that this seemingly crude and mysterious man wasn't as unrestrained towards her as Mengchong. While accepting Mengchong 's "kindness," he maintained a certain distance in their physical contact. 　　"Could this be an opportunity?" A thought flickered in Manfeng's mind. This general was different from Long Kun and Mengchong ; she didn't have any deep-seated hatred for them. And it seemed he was genuinely interested in her. Although she didn't know why he was interested, if Mengchong truly intended to exchange her body for something, she might actually have a chance to escape Long Kun's clutches. 　　Of course, even if she escaped Long Kun's clutches, Manfeng would have no chance of returning to her former life.

Based on those two ambiguous children and the photos and videos Long Kun released, she
was already a veritable disgrace and jinx to the Xiwan family. But if she were handed over to these people, she
wouldn't be their enemy, but merely their plaything. Their guard against her would likely
be much looser than it was under Long Kun's control. Given the slightest chance, she could end her life immediately, thus escaping this torment.

Thinking of this, Manfeng's heart raced, and her lips, which were chewing, trembled slightly
. Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open. Startled, Manfeng quickly snapped out of her reverie and
began to swallow heavily.

A bearded man appeared as the door opened. His eyes swept over the two naked women kneeling on the ground
, and he shouted to the two guards who had turned around, "Hey, damn it, these two women are just sitting here doing nothing.
Take them over there to serve the brothers. Those two little girls are really not enough, our brothers over there are almost fighting
!"

With that, the bearded man walked up to Manfeng. He squatted down, one hand touching Manfeng's high, white
buttocks, the other reaching down to grab one of her drooping breasts and lewdly kneading it, saying, "Fengnu
, we haven't seen you for so many days, the brothers have missed you terribly..."

The two guards stood up at the sight, one of them walking up to Madam Hong and slapping her
buttocks , "Hongnu, hurry up, lick it all clean! Did you hear that? The brothers are all lined up waiting to fuck you!"

Madam Hong stretched her neck and buried her head in the food bowl, licking diligently, nodding repeatedly, and
making indistinct "uh-huh" sounds.

Another guard walked up to the bearded man, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Fourth brother, just touch her and that's enough.
Don't hurt Fengnu. The eldest brother has a big use for her! Take Hongnu to serve the brothers. Brother Chong
said Fengnu stays; there are important guests waiting for her."

"Hmph..." The bearded man snorted angrily, his large hand gripping Manfeng's breast tightly.
His other hand, which had been on her buttocks, moved down her cleft,
scratching her warm, moist vulva twice before finally standing up, seemingly unsatisfied.

Seeing that Mrs. Hong had licked her food bowl until it shone, he grabbed
the collar around her neck, picked up a leather belt from the nearby table, fastened it to the collar, and pulled Mrs. Hong's naked
body away, swaying as he went.

As the sound of the script faded into the corridor, the two guards turned back, watching with boredom as Manfeng
meticulously cleaned the remaining food from her bowl with her tongue. Although Manfeng kept her head down, she could feel
the lewd gazes lingering over her. She didn't dare slack off, using both her lips and tongue
to lick the bowl until it was spotless. But she didn't dare stop until the guards gave the order.

Seeing that the bowl was clean, the taller guard stood up first, grabbed Manfeng's hair, pulled her
face out of the bowl, looked inside, then touched her stomach and slapped her bare
buttocks, saying, "Alright, Manfeng, that's enough! Come with us now that you're full, don't dawdle here."

Manfeng raised her head, licked her lips, lowered her eyes, and whispered, "Yes, Master."

The shorter guard picked up a leather belt from the table, fastened it around Manfeng's neck, and the two men dragged her out the door
, stumbling . She hadn't walked far when she passed a half-open iron gate, from which came the boisterous, lewd laughter of men and the wanton moans of
women . Manfeng lowered her head and quickened her pace.

She knew this room all too well. This was the resting place for the men in the cave, where
she . Even after several days away, it was still so lively. She vaguely remembered hearing that they
had brought in two more women from somewhere, and she had been worried, wondering if they were police officers again. But
the woman's wanton moans she had just heard made her relax slightly. The voices didn't sound like those of a respectable woman; they must be
professional prostitutes. It seemed Long Kun was really planning to sell her, even finding a double.

Suddenly, a jolt ran down her neck, and a rough, large hand shoved her from behind, pulling Manfeng
back from her thoughts. Two guards led her into a dimly lit corridor. Manfeng's heart skipped a beat. She
knew there was only one door in this corridor, the central point of this cave, where Mengchong's bedroom was located—
the place she'd frequented most these past few days.

Their intention in bringing her here was clear. It seemed they really wanted to get her into bed,
to offer her body to the general, to use her as a tool to please him. Thinking this, Manfeng's heart
raced .

Sure enough, two guards led Manfeng to an inconspicuous little door at the end of the corridor and pressed
a button beside it. After a while, the door opened silently, revealing Ajian's face. He glanced at the three men at the door,
then looked behind them, before slipping aside to let them in.

The door closed silently behind them. Ajian took the belt from the guards and led Manfeng
through the hallway into a room opposite. Inside, he pointed to the carpet beside the sofa. Manfeng bit
her lip and knelt down.

These past few days, Manfeng had been a regular here. She knew it was a large suite, and the room they'd entered was
a reception room. In one corner of the living room were two doors: one leading to Mengchong's bedroom, and the other to a large
bathroom. Outside the living room was another room, presumably a study,
where .

As a narcotics officer, Manfeng knew perfectly well that this study was the control
center . In the past, whenever they raided drug dens, such places were always the focus of police attention, the absolute
priority for searches, and often the most concentrated sources of clues.

Now, she was only inches away from that room, but everything had changed; she had become
a plaything in the hands of drug dealers. This pain was almost suffocating.

A-Jian waved his hand, and two thugs retreated into the hallway, standing by the door with their hands behind their backs. A-Jian turned and lifted Manfeng's
chin, looking her up and down, before asking in a sinister tone, "Fengnu, are you full?"

"Yes, Master," Manfeng replied, her eyes lowered and her voice trembling.

Ah Jian squatted down, his large hand tracing down Manfeng's high, firm breasts, and then caressing her fair belly.
He touched, and continued touching downwards. Manfeng's body trembled slightly. Before Ajian could give any orders, she
spread her two plump, white thighs apart. Ajian's lips twitched, revealing a lewd smile. He
slipped .

The rough hand rubbed against Manfeng's tender petals, then twisted upwards, expertly inserting itself into her
warm, fleshy opening. It stirred inside for a moment, then pulled out and frowned. "Fengnu,
how are you going to serve our distinguished guests later if you do this?"

"Yes... Master... Fengnu... Fengnu deserves to die..." Manfeng bit her lip and murmured in a trembling voice.

"Hmph, needs some discipline!" Ajian said angrily, pulling a white object from his pocket.

Manfeng glanced at it and immediately bit her lip. It was an oval-shaped device the size of a pigeon egg, with a string attached
to one end . Manfeng was very familiar with this. It was a vaginal vibrator,
a tool they used specifically to discipline women. This wasn't the first time Manfeng had been "trained" with this device.

Sure enough, A-Jian pulled out another tube of ointment from somewhere, squeezed some onto the vibrator,
carefully spread it with his fingers, then reached down to Manfeng's parted crotch, parted her soft labia, and skillfully inserted
the pigeon egg.

He straightened up, wiped his hands with a tissue, and casually put his right hand into his pocket. Suddenly, an
almost inaudible buzzing sound filled the room. Manfeng shuddered, all her muscles
tensing, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body. She involuntarily clenched her thighs.

Manfeng bit her lip, her two snow-white thighs pressed tightly together. The slippery pigeon egg vibrated inside her
body sometimes fast, sometimes slow, causing her unbearable pain. She desperately tightened her anus and vagina, enduring
the tingling sensation, using her lower body muscles to tightly grip the slippery thing.

She was all too familiar with this thing. The ointment Ah Jian had smeared on the pigeon egg was undoubtedly
a powerful . Combined with this mind-blowing vibration, Manfeng knew that it wouldn't be long before her lower body was
overflowing with lustful fluids, and she would become a complete slut in front of men. It seemed they had really gone
all out for this general.

She now had to concentrate entirely on dealing with this wretched little thing stuck between her legs. Otherwise, if she accidentally
let it fall out, she didn't know what cruel punishment awaited her.

Just as Manfeng clenched her legs, held her breath, and endured the increasingly intense vibrations of the little thing,
the door suddenly opened. Manfeng's muscles tensed. She was kneeling there with her back to the door
; she couldn't see what was happening at the doorway, but she heard Mengchong's familiar voice, and the general's voice.

"Are they going to drag me to bed soon?" Manfeng could already feel warm
liquid . She suddenly really hoped they would come immediately and pull her to bed. This way, perhaps she could
avoid making an even bigger fool of herself.

However, Mengchong and the general seemed completely oblivious to Manfeng kneeling naked in the living room. With a bang, the door
slammed shut, and their voices quickly faded away. Manfeng sighed in frustration; she wondered when this
unspeakable humiliation would end.

Dazed, Manfeng knelt beside the sofa in the living room, biting her lip to endure the tingling sensation in her lower body,
constantly clenching her muscles to prevent her increasingly slippery testicles from slipping out. Time passed slowly
; Manfeng felt numbness below her abdomen, while her inner thighs were soaked with sweat. Her knees ached
terribly ; she didn't know how long she had been kneeling there—it felt like an eternity. She
felt she was about to collapse.

The door next to the living room creaked open, and Manfeng's naked body trembled slightly. She instinctively bit
her lip. A man came to her side and knelt down. It was A-Jian.

A-Jian reached down to Manfeng's crotch and touched her, his hand coming away sticky. He pulled his hand away, glanced at it, and then
casually parted Manfeng's white thighs. When he saw the wet patches on the inside of her thighs and
the spots of sticky fluid on the carpet, he chuckled. He stretched out two fingers, pinched an inconspicuous thin thread in the tangled pubic hair,
and slowly pulled it out.

Manfeng's abdominal and thigh muscles tensed up instantly, trembling slightly uncontrollably. The wet opening of her vulva at
the center slowly opened, and something white emerged. A-Jian gently tugged, and
the round, smooth egg-shaped object fell out, dripping sticky fluid onto the carpet.

A-Jian picked up the egg, looked it over from head to toe, and said with a lewd grin, "Feng-nu, you're in a good mood."

Manfeng's face flushed red, and she lowered her head without saying a word.

A-Jian casually placed the pigeon egg on a white plate brought over by one of his men, then
took , waving it in front of Manfeng's eyes and saying, "Fengnu, you've had a tough time just now. Your master
is being gentle, so I'll give you a new thing to keep you entertained. How about it?"

"Fengnu... Fengnu begs your master's judgment..." Manfeng murmured mechanically while stealing glances.
She saw that the thing in A-Jian's hand was several flesh-colored straps of some unknown material, connected to a
flesh-colored, semi-transparent pad resembling a sanitary napkin. In the center of the pad stood a
dark, bumpy penis, about the length of an adult's hand and as thick as a baby's arm

. Manfeng's heart involuntarily trembled. The words "chastity belt with a vibrator" suddenly flashed into
her mind. This was the tool that Long Kun and his men used most often to "dispose of" women; she herself had experienced
its terror firsthand. But she had always obediently submitted to their manipulations, and she couldn't understand why they would suddenly use
this terrifying thing against her again.

"It must be related to that general from Bbei..." This thought had just flashed through Manfeng's mind
when Ajian skillfully unlocked the chastity belt, spread Manfeng's wet thighs apart with one hand,
opening her sticky vulva, and thrust his dark penis inside.

Manfeng couldn't help but let out a muffled "hmm," her lower body muscles tensing instantly. Although her
vulva had been penetrated by men's penises countless times, and although the previous abuse with the pigeon egg had left her vulva sticky
and wet, the force of such a thick, hard foreign object being inserted into her still made her involuntarily clench
her teeth .

Ajian grabbed the haphazardly tied flesh-colored belt and quickly bound it tightly around Manfeng's hips, then...
With one hand lifting Manfeng's chin, he used the other to rub his sticky fingers against her chapped lips,
smiling as he said, "Mr. Manfeng, are you enjoying this? Don't slack off! Boss will give you a reward later...
"

"Master...Mr. Manfeng...Mr. Manfeng...thank you..." Manfeng's lips trembled, unable to form a complete sentence. Before she could finish
speaking , A-Jian had already wiped his fingers clean, snapped his fingers,
pressed an inconspicuous button on the chastity belt, and then turned and went back into the study without looking back.

The living room returned to silence, but within that eerie silence, there was a faint, almost imperceptible,
low "buzzing" sound. At this moment, Manfeng's face was flushed red, her whole body tense, her two plump, white
thighs tightly clamped together, and her high breasts trembled uncontrollably. Because the irregular, intermittent "buzzing"
sound was coming from her crotch.

Before leaving, A-Jian's seemingly casual action turned on the vibrator inserted into Manfeng's lower body. Compared to
the original smooth, slippery vibrator, this rough, hard, and ugly one was far more terrifying. Manfeng had experienced its power when she first
fell into Long Kun's hands; her will to resist had
been almost completely eroded during that night of torment.

Waves of soul-stirring, bone-melting vibrations erupted erratically, instantly spreading throughout her body. Manfeng gritted
her teeth , forcing herself to relax. She knew that the more tense her body was,
the more intense the pain that terrifying thing would inflict. But as soon as she relaxed a little, she felt a warm torrent rush
down, slowly seeping through the gaps in the chastity belt, and soon the soft pad taut against her lower body was almost completely soaked
.

Enduring the intermittent tingling, itching, and aching sensations, Manfeng's mind became hazy. She
instinctively realized that Meng Chong's torment of her was related to the arrival of that general, but she
couldn't understand what he wanted to do. To make her serve a man, all he had to do was give the word. Manfeng
had served that she herself had lost count. If Mengchong gave the order, she would never dare disobey.

Time passed slowly, and Manfeng's lower body gradually became numb. Fine beads of sweat
appeared , and her body swayed, almost collapsing. She didn't know how much time had passed when the study
door opened again, and this time Mengchong's voice rang out: "Alright, brother, it's a deal. I'm waiting for your
good news."

"Okay, it's a deal. You can absolutely trust me with the shipment, brother. At most ten days to half a month, I'll give you a
definite answer." Manfeng's heart skipped a beat; she recognized the general's voice.

The two walked into the living room. Du Mai immediately saw Manfeng kneeling naked beside the sofa with her arms crossed. He
frowned , strode over, and glanced at Manfeng's naked body. After a moment's hesitation, he said to Mengchong,
"Isn't this Feng... Fengnu?" He seemed to pause for a moment when he said "Fengnu," but quickly
regained his composure: "Brother, would you do me the honor of staying today and spending a night with this beauty?"

A sly glint of pleasure flashed in Mengchong's eyes. He shook his head with a lewd grin, bent down and touched Manfeng's wet
crotch, feigning regret as he said to Du Mai, "Sorry, brother. It's not that I'm being
disrespectful , but Fengnu just gave birth not long ago, and her lower body is still recovering. You see, the doctor is still working on her little cunt's
rehabilitation, so it's not ready for fucking for a while. It's really disappointing..."

Seeing the disappointment and frustration in Du Mai's eyes, Mengchong leaned over and patted his shoulder, saying:
"Don't be angry, brother. The doctor said Fengnu's little cunt will be usable in ten days to half a month. I guarantee you'll be the first one
to have your way with her then."

He said this while observing Du Mai's reaction. When he saw a hint of frustration on Du Mai's face, he
grinned in his ear, "Just because your little cunt isn't usable doesn't mean Fengnu isn't usable. Fengnu is a treasure trove,
and she has many special skills for serving men. If you're not in a hurry to leave, brother, I'll let Fengnu give you
a good time, how about it?"

Du Mai hesitated for a moment, his gaze quickly sweeping over Manfeng's naked body before quickly looking away. He
pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Alright, thanks to you, brother, I'll see
for myself ..."

"Good!" Meng Chong clapped his hands, his expression relaxing. Actually, he had been very nervous just now. He knew that Du
Mai cared a lot about Manfeng, but he was also afraid that if he refused to let him have his way with her, he would leave. Now that Du Mai had nodded, it seemed
that Long Kun had hit the jackpot. He patted Du Mai on the shoulder and laughed, "I'll treat you to a welcome dinner tonight, brother.
How about Feng Nu helps you wash up now?"

Du Mai's gaze lingered on Man Feng's face, but rarely touched her naked body. Hearing Meng Chong's
words, he seemed a little absent-minded and nodded, humming in agreement.

Seeing this, Mengchong smiled sinisterly and beckoned to Ajian, saying, "Take Fengnu to the general's bathroom and
give him a good bath together to help him relax."

He then turned to Manfeng, pinching her firm breasts before reaching down to touch her
damp chastity belt, saying with a forced smile, "Fengnu, put in some effort! The general is the master's honored guest; you must
make sure he has a good time!"

Manfeng suppressed another wave of intense tremors, her face flushed, and nodded softly, "Yes, master
... Fengnu... Fengnu..."

Before she could finish, Ajian grabbed her collar and pulled her up, turning to Du Mai
with a smile, saying, "General, this way please."

He then led Manfeng, stumbling, towards a small door beside the sofa. Opening the door, they
found a spacious and luxurious bathroom, with a large whirlpool tub already filled with
steaming hot water. A-Jian pulled her down, and Manfeng, naked, knelt on the ground with a thud. He turned to
Du Mai, who had followed, and said, "General, please do as you please. Fengnu is proficient in all eighteen martial arts, so please don't be shy
!"

After saying that, he reached out and pinched Manfeng's chin, lifted her face, and reached down to her crotch to grope her, then held it up
in front of her, leering, "Ha, Fengnu, you're all wet! Can't wait, can you? Show yourself properly and
serve the general well. If the general isn't satisfied, be careful, your master won't be polite to you!"

"Yes, master," Manfeng trembled and nodded softly.

A-Jian released his grip, turned to the general with a smile, and said, "General, please enjoy yourself. Feng Nu won't break.
We'll be right outside. Just let us know if you need anything."

Du Mai frowned, waved to A-Jian, and silently began unbuttoning his shirt. Seeing this, A-Jian
quickly and discreetly withdrew.

The door closed tightly, the room filled with steam and an unbearable silence, broken only by occasional rustling
sounds . Man Feng's heart pounded, wondering what the general intended to do to her. Suddenly, she heard soft footsteps
approaching. She peeked up and saw two hairy little legs appear before her. She
instinctively bit her lip, awaiting his command.

But the two little legs only paused briefly before stepping into the steaming bathtub.
Remembering A-Jian's instructions, Man Feng dared not delay. She struggled to her feet and stole a glance at the general, who was now standing in the middle of
the bathtub . She gritted her teeth and said timidly, "Fengnu serves the General. Please give your orders."

She felt two burning gazes sweep over her, followed by a deep
voice in her ear: "You come in too."

Hearing this, Manfeng quickly stepped into the bathtub, her heart skipping a beat. In the General's command, she didn't
detect the usual imperious and lewd arrogance, but rather a hint of pity. She couldn't quite figure out
who this regional general was, but in this place, she
dared not be So, as soon as her feet touched the hot water, she immediately bent her knees and knelt down with a thud.

The burly figure in front of her silently sat in the water, but didn't give Manfeng any orders. Manfeng
could clearly hear the increasingly heavy breathing opposite her. She felt a burning sensation all over her body. She
realized that the General sitting opposite her was examining her body, and for a moment, she didn't know what to do. In the year or so that she had been in Long Kun's
hands, this was the first time a man had been so "polite" in front of her naked body.

"What exactly does he want to do to me?" This situation made Manfeng's heart pound. She couldn't help
but steal a glance at the man opposite her, only to meet his burning gaze before quickly lowering
her eyes again. In that scorching gaze, she clearly saw desire, and strangely, she also felt
a warm feeling of pity.

"Could he really give me a chance to end things?" Manfeng's heart skipped a beat. But she immediately came to her senses.
People who dealt with Long Kun were no good; it was best not to have any unrealistic fantasies. However,
Manfeng could also see that Long Kun definitely wanted something from this general. Compared to him, she
was just . In any case, she had to try
her luck.

Thinking this, Manfeng steeled her heart, closed her eyes, and without waiting for the general's orders, thrust out her fair and full breasts and
moved closer to the opposite side.

(To be continued)

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