[Urban] Deer Town Years - 28-30

Chapter 129
"Hehe, could it really be that you're feeling all lovey-dovey?"
I chuckled, holding her petite body. "I remember when I saw you in the restroom, you were all disheveled. I wonder what someone was up to in there all alone?"
"You still dare to say that... I'll teach you to say that..."
Zhao Na's face flushed red as she pounded on my chest, her soft body rubbing against my senses.
"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore..."
I quickly pulled her closer, begging for mercy.
"Say it again and I'll beat you to a pulp..."
She defiantly raised her small fist, and seeing that I was still playing with her delicate feet, she quickly shifted her position, pulling at her skirt.
We both fell silent for a moment, with only the croaking of frogs around us. Looking into the distance, we saw the wide, clear river rippling gently, evaporating wisps of mist, and occasionally a few water birds flapping their wings as they flew towards the setting sun. The reeds along the riverbank were sparse, but they added to the picturesque scene.
"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's only near dusk." I never expected Zhao Na to recite such a poem in such a refined manner. Seeing my incredulous gaze, she immediately retorted angrily, "What? Can't I recite this poem?"
"Yes, yes," I smiled and put my arm around her, saying, "Dusk isn't too late. Haven't you heard the line, 'The moon rises above the willow branches, lovers meet after dusk'? Do you know what that means? It means the darker it gets, the easier it is to get things done."
"Are you trying to kill me? You've ruined such a beautiful poem! If you keep spouting nonsense, I'm ignoring you!"
Zhao Na stood up angrily.
"I won't say it, I won't say it!" I reached out and pulled her again, this time she happened to fall backward into my lap, facing me. I pulled her legs, letting her straddle my lap, like riding a horse.
Zhao Na also felt the position was too ambiguous, and quickly punched me, saying, "You jerk, let me get up."
Looking at her rosy little face pouting, her angry expression, I found her especially adorable, particularly her luscious cherry lips. The way they opened and closed made me want to kiss them. I put my arm around her shoulder and pressed my lips to hers; their softness felt like it was melting. Our lips were now tightly joined together. Zhao Na, who had been pushing me away, stopped, letting out a muffled groan. Under my assault, she quickly opened her "fortress gates," welcoming my arrival with her fragrant tongue.
Not wanting to be left out, my hands reached inside her clothes again, feeling the soft mounds through her bra. As I gently rubbed them, Zhao Na gripped my arm tightly, letting out even more rapid groans. When my hand reached for her two red buds, she tensed up, blocking my hand and pulling her lips away, stammering, "Don't...don't..." Actually, her hand had no strength at all. This girl, experiencing passion for the first time, clearly didn't know how to refuse, seeming very cautious, afraid of upsetting me.
"Don't be afraid..."
I carefully rubbed my lips against her face, kissing my way down to her earlobe, sucking on her pink earlobe, circling it, occasionally gently biting it with my teeth. She began to moan softly, involuntarily wrapping her arms around my head, panting heavily.
It seemed her earlobe was a sensitive spot. I continued to stimulate her senses, feeling the full, soft flesh in my hand gradually grow larger and firmer under my caresses.
She was now completely uneasy in my arms, her hands wrapped around my neck, her lips constantly turning towards me, wanting to kiss me again, like a little lamb searching for its mother's breast.
With continued friction, I slowly pushed Zhao Na's body down onto the newspaper, pressing my body against hers.
"Mmm..."
she murmured shyly, opening her tightly closed eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment. "What...what are you going to do? Don't...do this...let go..."
She began to struggle, perhaps a little shy, but her resistance wasn't very strong. My two large, strong hands lifted her top, exposing Zhao Na's delicate and beautiful upper body. Although her bra was on, her small breasts were clearly visible, very eye-catching, reflecting a dreamlike color in the setting sun, white and adorable, with a small pink nipple in the center, instantly evoking tenderness. I slowly caressed her tender and beautiful breasts with my hands, savoring the beautiful and pretty girl's shy struggle. I could feel her trembling, and I couldn't help but lower my head to kiss her, gently caressing her, feeling the heat on her breasts with my tongue.
As I moved, Zhao Na slumped languidly onto the newspaper, moaning softly. Her long, beautiful black hair was scattered across it, like painted silk, alluring and beautiful. Her red lips, like ripe peaches hanging from branches, exuded a warm and captivating fragrance that wafted into my nostrils, stirring my heartstrings.
When I half-lifted her up, she was already somewhat dazed. Her hands obediently reached over my head, her legs slightly parted, revealing her two smooth, white thighs. In fact, her lower body was now barely covered; the pinkish groin of her thighs radiated an alluring light pink hue, as if a spring of water was slowly welling up. With her movements, the swaying of her thighs and the movement of her skirt made it almost possible for me to see between her legs. Those soft, full, beautiful curves outlined a breathtaking cleavage, which would be completely exposed with the slightest touch of my hand.
Zhao Na's body was as smooth and warm as jade, her lower body skin so delicate it seemed to break at a touch, the tender flesh on her inner thighs as soft as solidified tofu. Her skin was very white, with a rosy tint, something I had never seen on other women. I could hardly imagine what kind of environment had nurtured such a beauty.
Touching that soft skin, firm yet elastic, she trembled and cried out, "Ah...no...it's so embarrassing!"
I embraced her, lowered my head and whispered in Zhao Na's ear, "You're so beautiful, I like you."
"You're so shameless!"
She twisted her slender, supple waist beneath me, then suddenly pushed me away.
Just as I was wondering what was going on, just like what happened in the hospital on-call room, she quickly opened her small bag, swiftly changed her sanitary napkin, and then glared at me a few times.
But after this, she refused to let me touch her again. I knew I had gone a bit too far, and I secretly mocked myself; my temper was getting more and more impatient. I knew that women are very sensitive and have weak immune systems during their periods, making them highly susceptible to bacterial infections. So I half-held her in my arms, whispering sweet nothings to each other.
At that moment, our hearts gradually calmed down, and we completely forgot about the setting sun. It was
n't until we heard the mooing of cattle in the distance that we realized that nearby farmers were leading their cattle to the river to drink. I glanced at the sky and saw that it was getting late, so I stood up to go back with Zhao Na, but I was suddenly startled to see Professor Liu and his apprentice by the river. The two of them probably didn't realize that someone was watching them, so they kept pointing at the surrounding scenery.
Could there be some secret by the river? I thought for a moment and pulled Zhao Na along, saying, "It's much cooler now, let's go to the riverbank and see if we can find any pretty seashells."
"Okay," Zhao Na agreed, intrigued by the prospect of seashells. Although river shells aren't as colorful as seashells, there are still quite a few beautiful ones among them.
We locked our bicycles to a small tree, then straightened our clothes and walked towards the riverbank. As we approached Professor Liu and his companion, they heard our footsteps, turned around, smiled at us, and made way. They seemed to have mistaken us for a couple enjoying the cool air by the river, though the young man did steal a few glances at Zhao Na.
I smiled back and politely greeted them, "You two are also here to cool off by the river?"
"Hehe, yes," Professor Liu replied casually.
After a couple of pointless exchanges, we had already walked ahead. I said to Zhao Na, "It's a bit late to collect seashells now. We should wait until morning, when the tide will have just receded. Maybe we can find some artifacts then. Someone found a gold ingot when I was in Luzhen."
My voice was loud enough for them to hear, and I was sure they would be interested.
"You're dreaming. You don't have that kind of luck,"
Zhao Na thought I was just spouting nonsense.
Sure enough, before we had taken more than a few steps, Professor Liu called out from behind, "Young man, wait for us..."
"You..."
Zhao Na and I stopped and turned to look at them.
"Come on, haha, we're from out of town, here for a research trip,"
Professor Liu said, pulling a business card from his pocket and handing it to me, noticing our suspicious looks. It read: Liu Liang, Professor of History, XX University.
I was sure this title would impress a lot of people. Although I was internally questioning the authenticity of the business card, I still praised it quite a bit.
Professor Liu offered a few words of modesty before introducing the young man: "This is my prized student, Jiang Tao." "Hello, Chen Chunyu, and this is Zhao Na," I replied awkwardly.
We walked and talked, gradually opening up to each other. Seeing our unpretentious manner, we both seemed to relax. Professor Liu casually asked, "What happened when you mentioned that artifacts appeared in Luzhen during low tide? You know, historians love this kind of thing."
"Yes, my teacher always goes to investigate any historical sites he hears about,"
Jiang Tao chimed in.
"Oh, this? I haven't seen it myself. I just heard people in town talking about it. They say fishermen often find copper coins and things like that on the riverbank. Actually, whenever the water rises in our area, something always gets washed up. So when the water recedes, people rush to the riverbank, especially after it rains. Every morning, dozens of people go to collect things. There are people in our town who specialize in collecting these things."
"Oh,"
Professor Liu nodded thoughtfully and then asked, "Doesn't your government care? Do these unearthed items belong to the state?"
"How can we care? People aren't stealing or robbing; they're just picking things up on the riverbank. Besides, there's no owner for these things. Why should we care? Are we just wasting our time?"
"We..."
The young man keenly grasped the key words in my words, "I wonder what Brother Wang does in Luzhen?"
"Oh, I'm just a junior assistant, here in Luzhen for poverty alleviation. I usually do odd jobs in the office. I'm here in the county town on business."
"Great! Hehe, we were planning to go to Luzhen in a few days, we were worried because we didn't know anyone there,"
Professor Liu said happily.
"Oh, what are you going there for? Luzhen is dirt poor, just three streets, you can walk around them in a minute, there's nothing to see,"
I asked "strangely."
"Did you know about the smoke coming from the Zhuangyuan Pagoda this morning?"
Professor Liu asked, seemingly choosing his words carefully.
"Yes, I knew, I went to see it this morning, it was really rare, the first time I've ever seen a pagoda smoke, but what does that have to do with our Luzhen?"
"Let me tell you slowly... Do you know the history of the Zhuangyuan Pagoda?"
he asked, staring at me.
"Who doesn't know that? It's just that a top scholar built a pagoda, right?"
Zhao Na, who hadn't spoken until now, interjected.
"Hmm," Professor Liu nodded, then said, "There's a folk tale about this. There used to be a temple next to the Zhuangyuan Pagoda where an Indian monk practiced. He was puzzled as to why the Lu River was always full during the flood season, yet the floodwaters never reached the county town. He inquired privately and heard that the Zhuangyuan Pagoda had suppressed the 'sea eye,' which was why the Lu River's floodwaters never reached the pagoda..."
I've heard this story too. It's basically that the Indian monk knew ordinary things couldn't suppress the sea eye, so he concluded that there were treasures inside the Zhuangyuan Pagoda. He secretly investigated and discovered twelve golden statues hidden inside. He immediately harbored malicious intentions and wanted to steal them. So he secretly built a large boat in the temple, and when the river rose again to the height of the Zangxuan Temple, he loaded the golden statues onto the boat, preparing to escape down the river.
Because the golden statues were no longer suppressing the flood, the river immediately began to overflow. The people of the county town, noticing the unusual situation, went to Cangxuan Temple to inquire. They discovered that the Indian monk was about to escape and chased after him in their boats. The Indian monk's boat was very heavy, carrying twelve golden statues, and its speed was slow. Just as he was about to be overtaken, he had an idea. He threw a large spider he had brought with him onto the mast. The spider immediately spun a web in the wind, quickly weaving a large sail. With the wind and current, it sailed further and further away, about to escape.
At this moment, an old monk also came up with a plan. He had someone bring a thousand-year-old tree from the temple and plant it on the sea eye to suppress it. The floodwaters immediately receded. Just then, a violent storm began, tearing apart the spider's web. The Indian monk's sailboat lost its balance, capsized, and sank to the bottom of the river…
This story sounds quite absurd, no different from a myth or legend. I don't know what he meant by telling this story.
"The ancients often exaggerated and imagined things when telling stories, especially some legends, like the one about Zhang Jiao's uprising where he would breathe clouds and mist. In reality, it was just that they used gunpowder to create thunderbolts. So when we listen, we need to strip away these exaggerated imaginations and restore the true face of history,"
Professor Liu explained, seeing my puzzled look.

Chapter 130
"Oh, how do you say that? Are there really twelve golden men?"
Zhao Na and I were both intrigued, staring at Professor Liu. Although our eyes were filled with anticipation, he didn't doubt us. After all, these strange tales always attract attention.
"Hehe, we can think of it this way: There was an Indian monk who once practiced at the Cangxuan Temple. Later, he saw treasures inside the Zhuangyuan Pagoda and, with wicked intentions, secretly loaded the treasures onto a boat and tried to escape. Later, he was discovered and chased. In his haste, coupled with a torrential rain, the boat sank in the middle of the river..."
"Hmm, that explanation makes a lot more sense,"
I nodded. Sometimes, once you reveal the truth, things become simpler. But deep down I knew it wasn't that simple. Professor Liu had only briefly described the contents of the Zhuangyuan Pagoda as "treasure," which I doubted was unintentional. After all, Indian monks traveled far and wide, were well-informed, and wouldn't be tempted by ordinary things. Clearly, the items enshrined in the Zhuangyuan Pagoda were truly treasures. But why were Professor Liu and his group here? Could it be that the Indian monk's ship sank here?
I asked my last question. Professor Liu glanced at me, nodded, and explained, "Although the Lu River has changed course several times throughout history, it hasn't deviated too far from its original course. By the way, do you know the effect of the Earth's rotation on river channels?"
"This can be related to the Earth's rotation…"
Zhao Na exclaimed, then, seeing us all staring at her, she explained somewhat embarrassedly, "That's a bit of a stretch…"
I'd heard about the Earth's rotation affecting river channels before, but I always felt these things were far removed from my own experience and hadn't thought about them seriously. Hearing Professor Liu's explanation, I hesitated and asked, "You mean the Lu River changed course because of the Earth's rotation?"
"Hehe, not entirely. There are many reasons why rivers change course, but the Earth's rotation is a significant factor, and this is particularly evident in the Lu River. The Earth's rotation generates geodynamic forces…"
He explained for a while, then, seeing our blank stares, smiled and picked up a dry twig to draw on the soft sand: "In the Northern Hemisphere, the direction of Earth's forces is biased towards the right bank of a river, which is the south bank, thus increasing the erosion caused by the water flow and accelerating its erosion. Because this force exists for a long time, it has a strong directional deformation effect on the sandy and muddy riverbanks, causing the river to gradually shift southward. Of course, this force is generally imperceptible to most people, and its impact is very small, but nearly a thousand years of accumulation has already caused this riverbed to shift by a full fifty meters..."
"Wait a minute..."
I was getting more and more confused and quickly asked, "How did you get this data? Do you have the formula for calculating Earth's forces?"
"Haha, what a coincidence," Jiang Tao explained at this moment, "We found a large rock nearby while we were investigating along the river these past few days. Come with us to see..."
Knowing they would need my help when they came to Luzhen, the two of them tried their best to satisfy my "curiosity." I wondered if Professor Liu knew I was also secretly eyeing him, and whether the old man would be so angry he'd just twitch.
Jiang Tao led us forward for several dozen meters, pointing to a large rock and saying, "This is the mooring rock. Therefore, we speculate that this was once a ferry crossing in ancient times, but due to the southward shift of the river, it gradually fell into disuse. Now, apart from fishing, it seems no one else uses this river for boating."
"What's wrong with that? Who travels by boat these days? It's slow and dangerous,"
Zhao Na chimed in from behind.
"That's true, everything is much more convenient now, but eighty years ago, Luhe was quite prosperous,"
Professor Liu sighed.
A thought struck me; I finally realized where I had been going wrong all along. I had always thought Luzhen was a remote little mountain valley because its land transportation was underdeveloped. That rebel Liu Feng actually chose a small mountain valley as his base—how short-sighted! Now I realize I was mistaken. In ancient times, southerners primarily traveled by water. Although the Lu River has dried up considerably in recent decades, who can guarantee it wasn't a major river a thousand years ago? The local chronicles of Lu Town seem to confirm my thoughts. Thinking this way, many problems can be solved. Even if Lu Town doesn't have jade veins, transporting a little jade with its developed waterways doesn't seem like a big deal.
The glory of Lu Town a thousand years ago gradually surfaced before my eyes, filtering through my mind like a movie. No wonder Lu Town was once the seat of a prefecture; unfortunately, with the drying up of the Lu River, its glory vanished forever.
I examined the stone before me. Several holes were drilled into the smooth, large rock, and the words "X County Established During the Jiaqing and Hongqing Reigns" were crookedly carved on it. The gray, large stone stood alone on the riverbank, telling the story of its glory a hundred years ago, and for a moment I felt a pang of sadness.
"Professor Liu, I've heard the old folks in town say that Luzhen used to be very prosperous. Is that true?"
I asked tentatively.
"Hehe, of course it's true. Luzhen used to have a city. I remember people calling it Lucheng on maps before the founding of the People's Republic of China,"
he explained.
"Really? I've never seen any city walls in Luzhen,"
I said, following his lead.
"Hehe, young man, it's like comparing apples and oranges. There are many reasons why city walls might not exist, but you've heard the idiom 'the world changes,' right?"
Zhao Na started looking around at the ground, and I couldn't help but chuckle, asking, "What are you looking for?" "
Looking for cultural relics. According to what you just said, this ferry crossing was very prosperous, so there must be a lot of cultural relics here."
The three of us laughed heartily, forgetting all about Luzhen.
"Professor Liu, you're here to look for cultural relics too, right? Did you find anything on the riverbank?"
Zhao Na asked again, and I listened intently.
"It's not that easy. Finding gold in the sand is very difficult. We came here mainly for research, so we didn't bring many instruments."
The group talked for a long time until it got dark before saying goodbye. Professor Liu and his companion were staying at a nearby farmer's house that night, so they weren't going the same way as us. I rode my bike to take Zhao Na back, but she didn't let me drop her off at her doorstep and told me to go home early.
I didn't go to the hospital again, but went back to the guesthouse and slept. I was exhausted from being busy these past few days, and my thoughts were very chaotic, so I needed to sort them out.
When Jiang Ailian saw me return, she was still indifferent, but she did call me for dinner. I said I wasn't hungry and let her eat by herself.
Unexpectedly, she brought me a plate of steamed dumplings when she came back from dinner. I quickly got out of bed and thanked her several times. Actually, this woman, despite her cold exterior, is quite caring.
As I ate, she turned to leave, but a question lingered in my mind, so I quickly called her back: "Village Chief Jiang, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."
"Okay," she replied obediently, sitting down again. Her shirt clung to her body, clearly outlining her full breasts. I secretly glanced at this beautiful woman; Jiang Ailian's unique, cool elegance possessed a captivating allure.
"You've heard the older folks in town talk about the Lu River, haven't you?"
I cleared my throat and asked.
"What about the Lu River?"
she asked, looking at me questioningly.
"Well, it's like this..."
I recounted my encounter with Professor Liu and his companion that afternoon, omitting some details.
"Oh, you mean the waterways in Lu Town used to be very developed?"
she asked, staring at me in surprise.
"Really? You didn't know?"
I was even more surprised than her. The demise of Lu Town's waterways was only a few decades ago; as Professor Liu said, eighty years ago, waterways were definitely in high demand. But I hadn't expected Jiang Ailian to be completely unaware of this, as if what I said was a fantasy.
"Are you even from Luzhen? How come you know nothing? Has no one told you these things?"
"Whether I'm from Luzhen or not is none of your business. Eat if you want, don't eat if you don't,"
she snatched my rice bowl, her eyes reddening, and walked out without looking back. Then I heard a "thud" outside, probably from someone throwing the lunchbox downstairs.
Sure enough, someone downstairs quickly shouted, "Who the hell is so indecent, dumping leftovers on the ground? Don't they have any public decency?"
"It's me, so what? Come up and see if you're not happy..."
To my surprise, Jiang Ailian started cursing, shouting with a sob in her voice.
I guess the person downstairs was also a bully who picked on the weak and feared the strong. Hearing Jiang Ailian's shouting, they could only angrily retort, "Not going to argue with you, you shrew?"
"Who are you calling a shrew...?"
"I'm talking about you, you rude woman..."
the person downstairs retorted.
"You shrew, I'll show you!" Then I heard Jiang Ailian rush into the next room, followed by a "splash."
My heart sank. I rushed outside and saw a soaking wet man standing downstairs.
"You...you..."
The middle-aged man with glasses was speechless with anger.
"Jiang Ailian, what's wrong with you?"
I was startled, glared at her, and quickly ran downstairs to apologize.
The middle-aged man, seeing someone reasonable appear, immediately became agitated and started making a scene. Their commotion was already quite loud, attracting a crowd of onlookers from the guesthouse corridor. The young woman registering the guests kept her distance, afraid of getting involved.
Seeing that a simple apology wouldn't appease him, I quickly advised, "Brother, calm down. So many people are watching. Go wash your clothes, don't catch a cold. Didn't you see the way that woman upstairs is acting? Does she look like someone who's afraid of trouble? Let me tell you, she once chased me down the street and beat me up. She's used to being lawless. If you keep yelling, she might just throw a bucket of water at you."
Seeing my conviction, and with the upstairs guests pointing and whispering, like monkeys being watched in a circus, he knew that continuing would only make him look worse. He muttered under his breath, "I guess I'm just unlucky,"
and went inside.
At this moment, the registration girl ran over and whispered, "What are you doing upstairs? If you keep doing this, we won't let you stay here anymore."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time," I said
, feeling incredibly frustrated. What kind of situation was this? I looked back at Jiang Ailian and realized she had already gone inside. I was
very puzzled. I didn't think I had said anything offensive. I had just casually asked, "Are you even from Luzhen?" and Jiang Ailian reacted like a madwoman.
I was certain that Jiang Ailian wasn't just using this as an excuse; there was definitely a reason behind it. My words had touched a nerve. Lying in bed, the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. This was the first time I had seen this side of Jiang Ailian. Right, the time she argued with Xia Xiaoli was also very fierce. Could it be that she found out about my relationship with Xia Xiaoli? But that shouldn't be the case.
After analyzing it again and again, I realized that I really couldn't understand this woman. To outsiders, Jiang Ailian was a very aloof woman.
Just as I was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Jiang Ailian's voice came from outside: "Chen Chunyu, you're not asleep yet, are you?"
"No, I'm not. What's up, Village Chief Jiang?"
I quickly sat up.
"I'm sorry about what happened earlier,"
she said as she pushed the door open. I noticed that Jiang Ailian's eyes were red, she must have just been crying.
"It's alright, it's alright,"
I said, not knowing what to say, and quickly pulled up a chair, saying, "Please sit down, I'll get you a glass of water."
She took a sip of water, and seemed to gradually calm down. She looked up and asked, "What did you want to say? I'm sorry, I lost control of my emotions just now and didn't hear you."
There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, which made me forgive her instantly.
"Nothing much, I just wanted to know a bit about the history of Luzhen, nothing else. By the way, I'm thinking of going on a trip with the bank staff in the next couple of days. Why don't you go back to Luzhen and explain things here? A lot of things can't be explained over the phone."
"Hmm,"
she nodded, frowning thoughtfully. A touch of allure appeared on her usually cold and beautiful face. A woman is most beautiful when she's focused. I couldn't help but steal glances at Jiang Ailian's beautiful curves from the side—her smooth, fair neck, full, firm breasts, and round, pert buttocks were incredibly alluring. She frowned slightly, her whole body seemingly radiating some indescribable heat, making my heart race again.
"I've almost finished with things in the county town. All that's left is to wait for news. There's not much point in staying here. There's also a lot going on in the town, so I'll head back. But you should be careful when you go traveling; after all, they're our cash cows. Luzhen will need the bank a lot for future development."
"I know. Do you want me to go with you to the county town tomorrow to buy some things? It's not easy to come all this way."
"No need. I'll go to the Fourth Middle School to see Xiaoli tomorrow, and then take the bus back."
She declined.
"That's fine. Their studies must be very demanding now, right?"
"That girl is a worry, always running around like crazy." Her face lit up when she mentioned Xia Xiaoli.

Chapter 131
I know Jiang Ailian has high expectations for Xia Xiaoli, wanting her to leave Luzhen. I've heard Xia Xiaoli complain privately that her mother is too harsh on her.
Actually, I also think Jiang Ailian is a bit paranoid, which is why Xia Xiaoli, who seems quite quiet, is so rebellious at heart.
Actually, the mother and daughter were quite similar in this respect. Looking at the mature woman before me, her fair skin a pale pink, her soft, boneless body exuding an alluring fragrance like spring itself, I recalled my unfinished passion with Xia Xiaoli, and my heart stirred. The words of comfort I had intended to offer vanished.
Jiang Ailian noticed my strange gaze, covered her face with her hand, and pretended to be oblivious as she continued talking to me. But she quickly couldn't bear my gaze any longer, hurriedly standing up and saying, "It's getting late, I need to go back to sleep." At the door, she stopped and said, "Chen Chunyu, I'm sorry about tonight. I didn't expect it to turn out like that."
"It's alright," I indicated, not taking it to heart, but I was even more confused.
When I woke up the next day, it was already past nine o'clock. Jiang Ailian's complexion had returned to normal, showing no trace of the emotional turmoil she had displayed the night before. Since I had to go to the bank that day, I didn't say much to her.
These days, bank management is very lax; they seem unafraid of robberies. After clarifying who I was looking for, the young woman at the front desk simply said, "The second room on the left on the third floor," and then continued reading her newspaper.
I walked to Wang Xia's office, about to knock, but then hesitated, gently pushing open the slightly ajar door and going inside.
Wang Xia was writing something with a carbon pen, her brows slightly furrowed. Her fair face was rosy, her large, captivating eyes mesmerizing, and her cherry-like lips beneath her delicate nose looked fresh and inviting. She wore a gray business suit, her full, round breasts creating a cleavage, and her long, shapely legs, crossed, peeked out from the slit in her skirt, adorned with beautiful high heels.
A woman focused on her work is most beautiful; this woman, exuding the charm of a young married woman, left me speechless.
After a long pause, I coughed, and Wang Xia finally noticed my arrival. Her face flushed crimson, and she glared at me before asking softly, "Why are you here?"
"I missed you, so I came to see you. What, is that a problem?"
I smiled and sat down on the table in front of her, looking down at her. The collar of my bank uniform revealed her alluringly full breasts. When she noticed my gaze lingering on her chest, she threw the pen at me, then hurriedly covered her chest with her hands, her arms crossed over her chest, completely concealing her private area. The slightly loose clothing became taut under her hands, but this only accentuated the contours of her breasts, which rose and fell with her nervous breathing.
"Don't be silly. This is a bank; I have work to do,"
she said, feeling uneasy under my gaze.
"I'm here to talk to you about work, Section Chief Wang,"
I said with a smile.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not Section Chief Wang."
Wang Qian had told me that the head of their bank's credit department was reaching retirement age and would be retiring soon, so there would be personnel adjustments in the fall. The credit department is one of the two most important departments in the bank, so everyone is scrambling to get in, and there's a lot of behind-the-scenes maneuvering. Wang Xia was one of the top candidates.
However, her shortcomings are also very obvious. She's a woman, and although gender equality has been advocated for so many years, it's still not a reality. But Wang Xia has a very strong background, so it shouldn't be a big problem. The key is how Zheng Changyin handles things.
"Then I wish you success in becoming Section Chief Wang. It's so cool in here, with the air conditioning on," I said, leaning my head closer. Wang Xia hurriedly turned her head away. I put my arm around the back of her head and kissed her warm little mouth.
"Ugh...you're crazy..."
She was startled and hurriedly pushed me away, glancing nervously through the crack in the door.
"Don't worry, there's no one outside,"
I said, embracing her and sitting in her seat.
Wang Xia pushed me breathlessly, calling out for me to leave, but I wouldn't let go. She struggled for a while, then lost her strength and just glared at me angrily.
In summer, we wear very little, so her writhing in my arms intensely stimulated my senses. I felt a warm, upward rush through my body. Wang Xia, sitting in my lap, immediately sensed what it was. Her face flushed even more, but she dared not move.
I put my arm around Wang Xia's shoulders, kissing her small mouth while slipping my left hand inside her shirt, grasping and kneading her full breasts through her tight underwear.
Wang Xia closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her small mouth slightly open, and soon her breathing turned into seductive moans. Her shirt had been unbuttoned without her realizing it. When my hand slipped inside, her body trembled slightly, and she pleaded in a low voice, "Don't be silly, the door isn't locked, what if someone pushes it open?"
I had only intended to tease Wang Xia a little, but I hadn't expected the implication in her words to be... I looked around. The office was only about fifteen square meters, and the furnishings were very simple: a table, three chairs, and a filing cabinet behind them. Although somewhat rudimentary, it was a good place.
I stopped and said, "I'll close the door, you can't go back on your word, okay?"
She blushed and nodded, slightly aggrieved.
I immediately released Wang Xia. Just as I was about to lock the door from the inside, she suddenly called out to me, "Wait a minute..."
I saw Wang Xia pick up a pen and write something on the table.
I looked at it and saw that it said: "I'm going out, will be back in two hours."
How clever! Wang Xia stuck the paper on the door, then locked it from the inside. Looking back at me, she noticed the meaning in my eyes and playfully punched me, saying shyly, "I was just afraid you'd mess around, you rascal!" She then sat on my lap.
"What, this time you're taking the initiative?"
I quickly unbuttoned her blouse. Her full, firm breasts, white and rosy, rose and fell in waves. I lifted her clothes slightly, and Wang Xia cooperated, stretching her arms to reveal a curve that would make any man's blood boil. I couldn't help but stop, admiring her closely.
Wang Xia, however, was already impatient. She said weakly, "What are you doing…?"
"So impatient, you little slut…"
I teased, giving her a pinch.
"You..."
Her face flushed instantly, and she scolded in a low voice, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, and my husband hears you, he'll teach you a lesson..."
I laughed, "What does it matter? Do you think I'd be embarrassed to be cuckolded by Zheng Changyin? Besides, I want to be your husband!"
Wang Xia retorted angrily, "Who wants you as my husband? Don't talk nonsense anymore..."
But as I continued to knead her, her body was already hot, and her scolding had no threatening meaning; it sounded more like flirting to me. I simply kissed her full breasts, forcing her to pant, while teasing, "Sister Wang, call me husband, don't be shy? I'll give you a good time."
"No...no..." Although Wang Xia resisted with all her might, her whole body was limp and she couldn't muster any strength. Although we had only had a few intimate encounters, I knew her very well. I kept kissing her full breasts with my burning lips, making her feel waves of tingling... She also twisted her body in my arms, rubbing her various parts against me.
"You said no, but look how wet you are... how did you get wet so quickly?"
I was a little surprised.
She blushed instantly, panting, and said, "It's all because of you, you bastard..."
"What about me? Call me husband first," I teased in a low voice, waving my hand in front of her face so that Wang Xia could see clearly.
She frowned, almost bursting into tears from the teasing, only muttering, "Bastard, bastard..."
but refusing to admit defeat.
I also became interested, but it was just a teasing itch without any real passion. Finally, without realizing it, I manipulated her until she whimpered, "Husband... Husband." I raised my eyebrows, naturally understanding what Wang Xia meant. I laughed and lifted her up, placing my hands on her inner thighs. With a push, Wang Xia, who had been sitting with her back to my lap, now turned around, straddling my lap with her legs wide open, her legs clamping my legs.
I entered her without any foreplay. Wang Xia closed her eyes, panting, her small mouth slightly open, her arms tightly wrapped around my body…
I thoroughly enjoyed this encounter, her soft moans of “Husband, husband” filling me with joy, yet I was still unsatisfied.
“Sister Wang, do you like it? Or you could…”
I teased, looking at the slightly sweaty woman in my arms.
Wang Xia shyly rested her head against my chest, remaining silent. I touched Wang Xia’s full breasts again, while her hands remained tightly gripping my lower body.
“Xiaoyu, let’s… let’s not do that anymore, just… just like this, okay?”
“Sister Wang, what do you mean by ‘like this’?”
I asked, feigning ignorance.
“Just like this, you’re just teasing me.”
Wang Xia said, seemingly angry.
“I really don’t know what it means, please tell me.”
I seized the opportunity to ask Wang Xia again.
“You bastard… bastard!” Seeing that I wouldn’t give up, she could only punish me harshly with her hands, her face flushed, filled with the satisfaction of pleasure.
Wang Xia was still half-naked, and I teased her, "Sister Wang, has it been a long time since you've done it, that's why you were in such a hurry?"
She naturally knew I was referring to what had just happened, and her face turned even redder. "I don't know, everything was fine before, but who knew I couldn't resist when I saw you, you bastard... You bad boy, you played with me and you're still making fun of me! You even made me call you husband just now..."
I said, "I'm not teasing you, tell me, who did better, me or Zheng Changyin?"
Wang Xia's face turned even redder, and she buried her head in my chest, saying, "I'm not talking to you anymore, you bastard."
I still pressed, "Tell me!"
"No!"
She wouldn't budge no matter what.
I figured I had to teach her a lesson before she'd confess. Taking advantage of Wang Xia's momentary lapse in attention, I suddenly attacked her. She cried out in pain, writhing and groaning, "Xiaoyu, you...you be gentle...I'm telling you, I'm telling you, isn't that enough?"
She whispered, "You bastard, I don't know why, but I feel like my heart is completely filled. I've never felt this way with Zheng Changyin. Just like now, I truly feel like you're inside me, like I belong to you. This is the first time I've ever felt this way, so willingly!"
"You know, I'm actually allergic to men... but I feel great with you, I don't know why..."
she said, turning her head.
"Allergic?"
I looked at her, puzzled. This was the first time I'd heard of such a thing.
"Yeah,"
she nodded, "I don't know why, but whenever a man gets close to my body, my whole body gets itchy. Sometimes it gets so bad that red spots appear on my skin, it's really uncomfortable." "
Then what's going on between you and Zheng Changyin, and Wenwen, you didn't adopt her, did you?"
I asked.
"Get lost, you're the adopted one."
She punched me and said, "I'm only with him to have a baby. I don't usually want him to touch me, and sometimes I can't resist, so I let him have his way. But I always rush to the bathroom to wash myself off."
I thought to myself, maybe this is why Wang Xia doesn't care that Zheng Changyin is out fooling around. I hugged her and said, "You're so beautiful, I thought it was because of Director Zheng's good looks, who knew it was like this."
"What? I was the class beauty when I was in school, and I was famous throughout the school. Now I'm not good enough, I'm old."
She said with a hint of regret.
"No, you're very tempting now, you know? The first time I saw you, I wanted to make love to you." I whispered in her ear.
"Oh, you big pervert! So you've been harboring ill intentions all along!" She dug her fingernail hard into my crotch and said, "In the end, you still got your way."
"Of course! I miss you terribly if I don't see you for a day, haha." "Am I really that good? Let me make this clear: you can't abandon my sister after you're with me, or I'll never forgive you." Right, Wang Xia turned around and hugged me: "I know you men are proud of how many women you've slept with. Tell me honestly, how many women have you slept with?"
Ugh, even if I were stupid, I knew I couldn't tell the truth about that, so I just smiled and remained silent.
"Tell me quickly, you were a bastard in school, how many girls did you ruin?"
She kept babbling on.
"No..."
I wasn't afraid to talk about college, and when I talked to Wang Xia about my first girlfriend, perhaps all the past details had become memories, and now I spoke of them with a touch of indifference.
Wang Xia was still naked from the waist up. I saw that the skirt she was wearing only covered her upper legs, and her plump and delicate thighs were straddling me. I was moved and lifted her up to sit on the table, put my hand on one of her raised legs, and admired the alluring beauty beside me.
She immediately covered her body, struggling to ask, "What time is it?" Then, she glanced at the clock on the wall and jumped off the table, saying, "Oh dear, it's already eleven o'clock."

Chapter 132
caught me off guard, my head touching the smooth skin at the base of her thigh. Her soft, snowy legs pressed tightly against my face from both sides, and I almost instinctively stuck out my tongue...
Wang Xia struggled to get down, but I held her waist firmly with my hands. She could only squat on the table, her long, white legs unconsciously spreading open, forming a beautiful angle with her smooth, soft body. With my movements, Wang Xia's slender waist swayed slightly instinctively, seemingly welcoming yet resisting, her blooming flower trembling and opening and closing in the wind. I felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction within me.
"What are you going to do now? Put me down..."
Wang Xia gasped and groaned, constantly reaching out to grab my hair, making a rough, nasal sound. Although she verbally protested, her body stopped struggling. She supported herself with one hand behind her back, letting me sit on the chair and caress her.
Touching her soft, white feet, I played with them carefully. Although they couldn't compare to Zhao Na's jade feet, they had their own unique charm, especially the rounded ankles and smooth, white insteps. The long, delicate toes were inlaid with small, neat nails, reflecting a soft, beautiful sheen, further arousing my desire to ravage their owner's body.
I felt an indescribable comfort in the softness of her touch. Grabbing one of her jade feet, I gently kneaded it; it was so delicate and soft that a blush of crystalline moisture immediately appeared. For a moment, an extremely perverse thought arose within me: imagining my mouth holding that glistening shell, hoping that her tender, beautiful body could quell the burning desire within me.
"What are you doing...it tickles..."
Holding her like this made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable, especially with her body completely exposed before me, as if she had no privacy whatsoever. Even Wang Xia, who was usually quite bold, felt embarrassed and couldn't help but pull down her skirt to cover her alluring figure. The relationship between
a man and a woman is inherently a deep abyss of desire, tempting people to walk deeper and deeper into it. At this moment, Wang Xia was somewhat bewildered. Although she knew this action was somewhat humiliating, she didn't stop me, but simply let me continue. Especially seeing the actions of the person beneath her, she felt an even greater heat between her legs, feeling a surge of heat coursing through her body, and her mouth went dry.
How could I be like this? This is a bank! A sliver of reason lingered, trying to stop my mad thoughts. Although my heart was unwilling, my body couldn't resist my teasing. Wang Xia was already a woman and had been with men, but she had never experienced such humiliation (which she considered somewhat lewd). Especially this position, which brought not only tactile panic but also visual and psychological effects, making Wang Xia extremely flustered. In addition, my constant ravaging of her sensitive spots caused her body to tremble slightly, and her desire surged.
"I want to see your stinky feet..."
I continued to hold her feet in my hands, savoring them carefully. The delicate skin on the soles of her feet was so white that it was almost transparent, arousing a desire in me at first sight.
"You're talking nonsense, my feet don't smell at all." Her curvaceous body slowly writhed on the table, her legs slightly closed, and she moaned softly, "Oh...it's so itchy...I'm so itchy..."
I grabbed her legs again and slowly spread them apart, revealing Wang Xia's breasts, which curved into an arch. My lips kissed her all the way up, a faint scent filling my nostrils, and an indescribable feeling welled up inside me. The scent was indescribable, and a strong desire arose within me to feast my eyes on it before I could pluck it.
Like a bee gathering nectar, I touched the flower's stamen, leaving only a tender, indescribable pink in my memory, a color I had never seen before in reality.
At this moment, Wang Xia felt as if she were in a raging fire, restless and aroused. The strange itch that rose from her inner thighs spread throughout her body, and the desire deep within her was aroused. The tingling sensation spreading through her body made her incredibly ashamed, and she couldn't help but moan softly, "Ah...no...don't..."
Her face flushed crimson, she shyly squeezed her long, beautiful legs together, not wanting me to continue. The smooth muscles at the base of her thighs gripped my hand slightly, a mixture of resistance and welcome. My hand caressed her trembling body, and she cried out incoherently, tilting her head back, her eyes closed, her head swaying from side to side. Her hair, which had been tied up, came scattering, and her face was filled with a dreamlike expression that seemed to be both painful and satisfied. Her bright eyes were misty with moisture, so alluring that they looked like they were about to drip water.
Her flawless white body writhed on the table. I admired her beautiful body, and seeing Wang Xia make such a shameful move under my teasing, I excitedly quickened my movements, whispering, "Sister Wang, don't be shy, just moan if you want to, I'll definitely serve you well..."
After saying that, I became even more frenzied...
This is what a mature woman is like. Watching Wang Xia gradually lose herself in desire as I teased her, I couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. Once a woman lets go of her usual gentle and dignified mask, and completely surrenders her voluptuous body to you, her inner desires will be displayed without reservation. She will offer her love and passion to the man who conquers her.
Clearly, Wang Xia is such a woman. Her originally resilient character, under my seduction, began to unleash astonishing charm in a short period of time. I know this isn't entirely driven by lust, but rather a psychological exchange, an exchange of willingness to give everything for you. When reason also serves you, everything feels so natural. Perhaps this is a woman's unique maternal instinct; while they crave to be conquered by the strong, they also desire to protect the weak. This statement seems contradictory, but women are complex creatures, and this seemingly irrational behavior is a genuine expression of their nature.
She used to be a very proper woman, her understanding of sex limited to romantic relationships. So, the sudden, unexpected action made her feel humiliated, especially for a woman of her status who needed to always wear a smiling mask in front of colleagues and superiors. Their nature is repressed; they are constantly mindful of their every word and action. At home, they must play the role of a virtuous daughter-in-law in their parents' eyes, a dignified wife in their husbands' eyes, and a kind mother in their sons' eyes… At work, they also have to switch between being colleagues and superiors… She also needed release, but she could never find an outlet. However, after our first half-hearted encounter, she seemed to find a release. What happened that night couldn't be considered as me completely forcing her, because after Wang Xia felt that resistance was futile, coupled with drunkenness, she had her first reason to indulge herself.
Once someone has a first time, it's easy to have a second. Cheating is no different from drug addiction. Knowing it's wrong, reason tells you it should end, but you can't stop yourself. So, this morning, I took him again, in Wang Xia's home, even in front of her son. I brought him to near orgasm. The sex downstairs left her completely bewildered, or rather, subconsciously she had accepted the relationship. After all, her sister had privately told her to accept it. She felt like she'd found her tribe, had a legitimate reason for cheating: for her sister's sake, to satisfy this bastard's demands.
This reason seems ridiculous to normal people, but it gave Wang Xia support, a reason to convince herself to cheat, especially since she already had my mark on her heart.
So Wang Xia completely abandoned her usual gentle and tender side, sometimes moaning softly beneath me, sometimes crying out passionately, her body twitching slightly from time
to time. Her long, cloud-like hair was draped over the table, her body becoming unusually sensitive, constantly emitting "hmm... ah..." sounds. Being played with by her beloved man, she was incredibly happy, experiencing not only physical pleasure but also the thrill of an affair, or more precisely, the excitement of breaking free from shackles after a long period of ordinariness.
"You bastard, you're so awful, making me use my mouth..."
Wang Xia pinched my thigh, glared at me fiercely, then rubbed her aching knees. Suddenly, her face flushed again, even her neck and breasts turning a sexy pink. Her full breasts trembled with each pounding of my heart. Perhaps recalling her earlier wanton behavior, that alluring beauty that was both dignified and seductive, I lost myself and once again invaded that full, moist place where I had left my mark, gently caressing it with my fingers.
"What..."
I panted, leaning close to Wang Xia's ear and saying, "Sister Wang, were you comfortable just now?"
She was being caressed by me again, her eyes half-closed, clearly enjoying it, but she said, "Ah... what brings you here? Stop messing around, if I keep the door locked, people will get suspicious."
"What's there to suspect? We have a purely platonic relationship..."
I teased with a laugh.
"Get lost, you're going to kill me."
Wang Xia punched me again, then smoothed her messy hair and asked, "I didn't even ask you before, what are you doing at the bank?"
"Too late to ask now..."
I leaned in to kiss her lips, but she blocked me with her hand, my lips only touching her cheek.
"No, I haven't rinsed my mouth yet," she wouldn't let me kiss her.
Such a gentle, kind, and understanding woman filled me with a warm feeling. I gently kissed her lips and said, "Silly boy..."
Then I mentioned that I was going to participate in a bank trip as the family member of Director Xing, and that's why I came today.
"Honestly, you could have just made a phone call, why did you have to come all the way to the bank?"
She initially thought I had come specifically to see her, but when she heard I really had something to say, she felt a pang of sadness.
"Hehe, I know that too, but the main thing is I miss you. I can't sleep well if I don't see my little sister for a day,"
I naturally understood her feelings and quickly tried to salvage the situation.
"Go away, who's your little sister, you rascal, call me sister!" she teased, sitting in my lap.
"Sister, I want to nurse," I laughed and rubbed my head against her ample bosom. "
Rogue, rascal," Wang Xia kept shoving my shoulder, laughing for a while before saying, "She went to the branch this morning, she's not here."
"Who?"
I didn't understand at first.
"My aunt," Wang Xia's tone was somewhat hesitant.
"Why don't you call her Mom? Aunt Xing is your elder..."
I thought about it and found it funny. Wang Xia called Director Xing "aunt," but the two weren't that far apart in age, only about ten years old.
"Something feels off,"
she smiled, pursing her lips, and playfully hit me, saying, "You naughty boy, your mother gave birth to you when you were a teenager, all you do is bully me. I'm ignoring you." "
How old is Aunt Xing this year? She looks about your age."
I thought of that exquisite woman, and my heart skipped a beat. Strictly speaking, she wasn't a stunning beauty; at her age, she should have been in the decline of her womanhood. But she exuded a unique and exquisite charm characteristic of middle-aged women, radiating an elegant and dignified aura that made one's heart flutter.
"You rascal, what are you thinking about..."
Wang Xia sat naked in my lap, feeling the change in my body, and was instantly filled with jealousy.
"I was thinking that Zheng Changyin is a lecherous scoundrel, and Aunt Xing is so beautiful. Do you think Aunt Xing might cheat on me when they're together?"
"You're going to die... talking nonsense."
Wang Xia glared at me and pinched me hard.
"Really? You see, Old Master Zheng is clearly no longer able to satisfy the desires of a woman as ravenous as a wolf, and Zheng Changyin, seeing such beauty before him, is bound to be tempted."
I voiced this thought again.
"Get lost! You think everyone's like you? I think you're the one with ulterior motives. Okay, put me down, I need to get dressed."
Wang Xia, now recovered, got off me, then pushed me aside. She took out some toilet paper from the drawer, cleaned herself, and handed me a few sheets, saying, "Hurry up and wipe yourself off, it's almost time to get off work, I need to go eat later."
"You help me…"
I'm starting to act more and more like a lord. Seeing that I'm completely unmoved, Wang Xia glared at me again, carefully attending to me before finally giving me a sharp tap on the head and saying, "Satisfied now?" Then, without any hesitation, she started putting on her underwear, stockings, and clothes right next to me, dressing herself neatly. She then combed her hair in front of a small mirror and retied it.
I quickly dressed myself, only then feeling a burning pain in my back, apparently from Wang Xia's unconscious scratching during our earlier frenzy.
Neither of us noticed a pair of ears pressed tightly against the door. Hearing the commotion inside was about to end, she quickly left, slipped into an office, and locked the door from the inside. "Now I know what kind of woman Wang Xia is, actually… a slut,"
she cursed under her breath, but also felt a sharp discomfort between her legs and took out some tissues from a drawer.

Chapter 133.
When we came out, Wang Xia naturally led the way. She peeked out from the door first, then waved to me guiltily, urging me to come out quickly.
We walked out of the bank one after the other. Wang Xia deliberately found a place to eat far from the bank. Although she had tidied herself up, the allure subtly revealed in her eyes was undeniable. While waiting for the food, I carefully observed this beauty. The opening of her tight short skirt faced me directly, revealing her long, shapely legs clad in flesh-colored sheer stockings, which were incredibly tempting. Wang Xia was pouring me tea when she suddenly looked up and saw my lecherous gaze. She trembled slightly, pulled her skirt down a bit, and whispered, "There are a lot of people here, don't cause trouble."
Although her voice was soft, it carried an undeniable tone. I knew she was still very conscious of her image in public. Actually, I didn't think much of it at that moment. After all, we had been fooling around all morning. Now, at most, I could feast my eyes. Besides, there was plenty of time; I believed she would gradually adapt. So I didn't say anything more, turning my head to look at the waitresses coming and going in the lobby, trying to find one who could compare to Wang Xia, but I was disappointed. They were not in the same league at all. The only one I could find pleasing to the eye was very bloated, especially her belly fat wrapped under her skirt, which looked like a freshly steamed bun, making me feel disgusted.
"What are you looking at? Do you men always have your cake and eat it too?"
I didn't expect that even Wang Xia was not satisfied, glaring at me and saying.
"How could I?"
I quickly looked away and said with a smile, "I was comparing you to them. Now I know how lucky I am. You are charming with a smile, while their smiles are terrifying." "You're so
cheeky," she couldn't help but chuckle when she heard me say that so smoothly, and kicked me under the table with her jade-like leg.
"By the way, what official position did Old Master Zheng hold before?"
I finally remembered a question that had been on my mind. Zheng Changyin's rise to the position of Director of the Urban Construction Bureau was definitely not due to his own abilities. I hadn't known him for long, but I could tell that his career path was probably limited to this level. Although he spoke fluently in an official manner, he didn't know how to be humble. In officialdom, those who don't know how to be discreet usually die quickly without someone backing them up.
"What could he be? Just the Director of the Urban Construction Bureau. Zheng Changyin just succeeded him,"
Wang Xia explained nonchalantly.
"Oh?"
I had originally thought that Old Master Zheng would at least reach the city level, but I hadn't expected this outcome.
Seeing my doubtful expression, she explained, "The old man was lucky. He served in the army with Mayor Guo. I heard that once when the troops were fighting a flood in Chenjiaqiao, Mayor Guo was swept away by the flood. The old man jumped in without hesitation and used all his strength to get him to the riverbank. Because of this kindness, the old man was well taken care of in the army. When he returned to civilian life, Mayor Guo brought him along. The old man could have had a smooth career, but once when he led a team to guide work in the countryside, he drank too much at noon, and even the driver drank a lot. The truck they were riding in crashed into a utility pole on the side of the road, killing a villager. This incident caused a big uproar at the time and became a stain on his record, which is why the old man didn't get promoted."
"Oh, I see."
Hearing this, I finally understood the gist of the matter, and then asked, "What was the old man's education level?"
"What, trying to show off how high your education is? Let me tell you, the old man graduated from high school. It's not worth much now, but decades ago it was equivalent to a doctorate or master's degree."
Just then, the waiter brought the dishes.
"Of course," I nodded. Just as I expected, Wang Xia was telling the truth. I'd heard my dad talk about the past. Back then, it was hard to find someone who could even read, let alone a high school graduate. Ruzhou was a city, after all, but according to my dad, their elementary school teachers had only graduated from fifth grade, and they mispronounced many words. Even now, my dad often pronounces "accounting" (kuaiji) as "accounting" (huiji). He says he's studied it his whole life and can't change it.
But Grandpa Zheng actually graduated from high school. Hearing this, I became a little puzzled. Logically, someone as rare as him should have had a much better future, yet he couldn't get promoted because of an accident. The incident of a telephone pole falling and killing someone wasn't a huge deal, but it wasn't insignificant either. If handled properly, there shouldn't be any major problems. I thought for a moment and voiced my question.
"I don't know either. Zheng Changyin told me a lot of things. He speaks in a very literary way, which sounds awkward to me, and I don't usually like listening to his rambling."
"Oh, what are the old man's hobbies?"
"What could he possibly like? This old man is different from others. Most elderly people like to drink tea, walk their birds, or do some tai chi, but he just likes dead people's things. He wanders around the countryside all day, and if he hears that someone has dug something up, he'll be the first to go and buy it."
"Really?"
A thought struck me. Sure enough, I felt something was off when I drank with Zheng Changyin that night because Zheng Changyin and Director Xing were too kind to me. If someone else didn't know the inside story, they would probably be grateful, but for someone like me who is always very observant, any slight abnormality around me would raise my guard. Their behavior made me immediately list them as dangerous people. Perhaps this is a case of being too clever for their own good; they didn't realize that my purpose in coming to Luzhen was not pure.
"So how did Aunt Xing and the old man meet?"
My heart skipped a beat, and the image of this mature woman resurfaced in my mind, but I also knew I couldn't afford to mess with a woman like that.
"Why do you keep asking about her? Is she really up to something?"
Wang Xia got annoyed by my questioning, and her tone became somewhat cold.
"Grandma, don't be so sensitive, okay? I'm just analyzing their personalities. After all, Luzhen needs a bank to develop in the future, and I can't be completely unprepared, can I?"
"I think you are up to something." Perhaps realizing she was being too sensitive, she changed her tone and said, "I don't know how they met, maybe a matchmaker introduced them."
We chatted like this, and by the time I had asked most of the questions, we had both finished eating, paid the bill, and left the restaurant. Wang Xia, mindful of appearances, refused to let me see her off and walked towards the bank alone under the scorching sun. I felt a little sorry for her, so I bought two bottles of Coke, quickly caught up with her, handed her one, and then left.
Nothing much happened in the afternoon. Jiang Ailian should have gone to see Xia Xiaoli, and I was alone at the guesthouse with no one to chat with. After thinking about it, I decided to go to the hospital. The thought of the hospital immediately stirred up my desires. I wondered if Zhao Na's period had ended. There's a saying, "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may," and I was already quite impatient. But Wang Qian, that little vixen, was also there. Going to the hospital, I figured I could only look but not touch. However, temptation is temptation, and after much deliberation, I went to the hospital anyway.
Sure enough, both of them were there. Wang Qian, upon seeing me, unabashedly took my arm, her breasts brushing against me intentionally or unintentionally. Zhao Na's eyes lit up when she saw me too, but seeing her friend like this, her gaze dimmed again. She forced a smile and said, "You two chat, I'll go check the ward."
Without the third wheel, Wang Qian became much bolder, sitting on my lap without any hesitation, her arms around my neck. Wang Qian was wearing a white, back-slit nurse's skirt, and her white lace bra was faintly visible under her semi-transparent silk blouse, quite alluring. Especially her two beautiful legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, were exposed below the nurse's skirt, smooth and delicate. I couldn't help but stroke them and laughed, "Aren't you afraid of making the patients sicker by dressing like this?" "
Get lost, who's as lewd as you?"
Wang Qian slapped my hand, but seeing that I continued to grope upwards, she let me have my way.
"I don't believe all patients are like Yang Wei, not tempted by you."
I continued to rub her thigh with one hand, gently licking her earlobe. Soon, Wang Qian was limp and panting against me.
"There are some, but it's a hospital after all. They just have unreliable eyes. Unlike you, who actually touched me inappropriately." Wang
Qian didn't expect me to be so direct. Feeling something pressing against her back, she couldn't help but shift her body a few times. But the high protrusion rubbed against her buttocks, causing her blood to rush and her head to flush. She hugged me tightly.
Thinking about how I had just been crazy with her sister that morning, and now this scene was about to unfold, I felt a little smug. When would I be able to sleep with her in the same bed? My hand unconsciously moved inside her skirt, gently rubbing the bottom of her thigh.
"Don't do that, Zhao Na will be back from rounds soon."
Wang Qian clearly knew that once I started, it wouldn't stop, so she quickly stopped me with her hand, darted away from me, sat opposite me, and then stared at my bulging pants, giggling, "You big pervert, luckily I ran away quickly, don't you know the place?" Then, as if to comfort me, she intentionally or unintentionally spread her legs, revealing glimpses of her private parts under her short skirt: "How about we go to the movies after work tonight? I heard Zhang Yimou's new film 'A Terracotta Warrior' was just imported and it's very popular."
"Let's just go to a video arcade, it's comfortable there, why waste money?"
"Comfortable my foot, it's a mess everywhere, are you going or not?"
she said, kicking me on tiptoe.
"Okay, okay, let's go to the movies, tonight I'm not going to miss 'A Terracotta Warrior'."
I said with a smile.
"Going to the movies, huh? I heard this movie is really good."
Just then, Zhao Na returned, overhearing our conversation, and chimed in.
"Let's go together tonight, I was just looking for someone to keep me company," Wang Qian said
before I could even speak.
"I do want to go, but someone's probably worried I'll be a third wheel, right?" she said, glancing at me intentionally or unintentionally before standing by the table and organizing the documents on it. Wang Qian and I sat diagonally opposite each other. Due to the table and the angle, Zhao Na's white nurse's skirt was directly facing me. The skirt barely covered her snow-white thighs and buttocks, and her slender legs, accentuated by flesh-colored sheer stockings, created a sexy curve. Zhao Na's legs were beautiful; her thighs and knees blended perfectly, showcasing the seamless sexiness of her legs. I couldn't resist touching her under the table, simultaneously moving my legs to trap one of her feet. She stiffened, somewhat embarrassed, and instead tightened her legs. The faint, elegant fragrance emanating from her body filled my nostrils, intoxicating me. My right hand rubbed upwards along the curves of her legs, creating waves like silk ribbons swaying in the wind, reminding me of the saying, "Autumn water is the spirit, jade is the bone." "What nonsense are you talking about? Tonight it's just the two of us going. I won't let Chen Chunyu go," Wang Qian said, pretending to be bold, unaware of what had happened between us. "Hehe, you said it yourself, don't regret it later." Zhao Na seemed unwilling for Wang Qian and me to go to the movies alone, so she said with a hint of provocation, "I wonder if someone is blaming me right now, wondering why this girl is making trouble for herself." "Get lost, do you think I'm that kind of person? It's settled tonight, you buy the tickets, it's just the two of us." "It should be three people. If we go to the movies, someone has to hold the seats, and we also have to buy snacks and cola. Why not use a free laborer?" Zhao Na glanced back at me. She knew my intention and moved her legs, seemingly trying to avoid my harassment. But I squeezed my feet tightly together, and my hand reached under her skirt instead. She couldn't break free, so she had to squeeze her legs even tighter, while leaning her body closer to the table, completely blocking Wang Qian's view. "Then it's settled, hehe, this scoundrel is getting a good deal. Tonight he'll be hugging both of us, I bet he won't be interested in watching the movie." Wang Qian rolled her eyes at me and said. "What do you mean by 'hugging on both sides'? Didn't Zhao Na just say she wanted me to be her free labor?" I said, suddenly launching an attack. Zhao Na almost lost her balance, a faint blush appearing on her face. "The kettle's empty, I'll go get some hot water," she said to Wang Qian, finally unable to resist my advances. I knew what she meant, so I didn't press her further and let go. We spent the whole afternoon in the duty room. Bored, the three of us played cards. The hospital was very lax in its regulations, and no one came to check, so we played without a care in the world until we finished our shift. After dinner, we went to the People's Cinema early. Built in the 1980s, this cinema was located on the busiest street in the county town. It was beautifully decorated, and with a sizable square outside, it was very lively, with many night market stalls. We glanced at the sign at the entrance; tonight, two theaters were showing "Father and Son Run a Karaoke Bar" and "A Terracotta Warrior's Tale." There wasn't really a choice; seeing Gong Li's beautiful face, I automatically bought three tickets for a total of twenty-four yuan. Wang Qian and the others bought more: several tubs of popcorn, two bags of sandwich cookies, broad beans, and several bottles of mineral water. As I expected, Wang Qian, being a very outgoing woman, couldn't resist Zhao Na's encouragement and pushed me to the middle, with herself and Zhao Na sitting on either side of me. The movie started soon after, with a large group of women in white dresses moving around the screen. I gradually became engrossed in the plot, constantly watching Gong Li on the screen. This movie was a big production, so the scenes were classic, and I was completely absorbed. The two women, however, had been eating non-stop since the beginning of the movie. When they saw Gong Li and Zhang Yimou's intimate moments, Wang Qian had a sudden inspiration and fed me a broad bean. Watching the two naked performers on the screen, and the pitch-black space around the cinema, I couldn't help but have some thoughts. Although our seats were in the middle, surrounded by people on all sides, and the cinema chairs were wooden with no privacy, the environment of the cinema was still overwhelming. At that time, cinema equipment was very rudimentary, and there was no such thing as lighting effects control, so apart from the light source on the screen, the audience was completely dark.

The two women were engrossed in watching the screen when I quietly lowered my hand and placed it on Zhao Na's thigh. At first, she didn't notice, only feeling a weight on her leg, but then realized it was moving warmly. She quickly reached out and grabbed it, noticing I was looking at her. Her face flushed, but unfortunately, it was dark and I couldn't see.
With Wang Qian nearby, she naturally didn't dare make a sound. Although she felt violated, she didn't dare make any big movements. She glanced guiltily at the person sitting next to her, and finding no one watching, she pretended nothing had happened and continued watching the screen. Her hand slowly lowered, clutching the cardboard box containing orchid beans to her chest, blocking the view above and preventing me from continuing my mischief.
My hand didn't stop there. I lifted her short skirt under the seat and slipped it between Zhao Na's legs. She involuntarily squeezed her legs together, her beautiful legs rubbing against each other. My large hand, encased in stockings, felt the thin, smooth stockings against my palm again, a sensation of unparalleled softness and comfort, intensely stimulating my senses. I carefully increased the pressure, placing my entire hand on the inside of her thigh and gently stroking it.
To be honest, Zhao Na's legs have always fascinated me. As my fingers glided over that delicate area, I felt a long-lost thrill, focusing all my attention on my fingertips.
Zhao Na, seemingly staring at the screen, was incredibly shy. But even so close, I noticed her eyes were tightly closed, her hands trembling slightly. She was completely unaware that I had lifted her skirt, leaving no room to cover her private parts. I grasped that fullness and slowly moved my fingers upwards along the smooth stockings. As my fingers traced the tautness of her thigh, Zhao Na let out a soft moan, her breathing immediately quickening. She looked at me with pleading eyes, one hand dropping to press down on her skirt, trying to stop me from continuing. I ignored her pleas and gently touched her stockings, continuing to stroke upwards. Zhao Na's body immediately became sensitive; her two shapely thighs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, clamped tightly together, refusing to let me go any further.
Seeing that I couldn't continue, my hand stopped moving forward, my fingers lingering under her skirt, causing Zhao Na an indescribable feeling all over her body—was it a tingling sensation? Was it an itch? It was an indescribable yet intense stimulation. She hadn't expected me to act so recklessly in such a situation, especially with her best friend right beside her. At this moment, she was terrified, as if fifteen buckets of water were being drawn up and down in a frenzy. Her mind was highly focused; not a single movement around her escaped her notice. Of course, this kind of stimulation was something she had never experienced before.
The stimulation of the environment, coupled with my bold teasing, the rubbing of flesh against flesh through thin stockings, made her gasp for breath, her eyes glazed, and every pore on her body opening in a tingling sensation. She had never imagined that such gentle touches could arouse her desire; she felt a surge of heat coursing through her body, seeking an outlet but finding no place to release it. Her body was burning hot, and the ignited desire left her weak and powerless.
For some reason, she vaguely wanted him to continue, and her thighs loosened slightly. Of course, she took out a water bottle and gulped down several mouthfuls to calm her desire. She felt a little uncomfortable from my caresses, but knowing I wouldn't stop now, she pretended nothing was wrong and continued watching the movie screen in the distance.
Even through the stockings, I could clearly feel the warmth from her thighs, and my hand movements became faster and faster, moving higher and higher.
My fingers roamed the inside of her thighs, and when she relaxed, I seized the opportunity to slide them down to the sensitive, hidden spot where her legs met, casually touching the lace edge of her panties, pressing gently yet firmly.
My sudden movement almost made Zhao Na cry out; she couldn't help but let out a suppressed groan. Luckily, the movie was loud enough that no one noticed, otherwise it would have been even more embarrassing.
Her body trembled, but her hand remained firmly pressed against my hand, not moving it away. Naturally, I was greatly encouraged, pressing my hand against her bare, slender legs. Even through the stockings, I could still feel the smooth warmth of her skin. I'm sure she could feel my burning body heat too. Suddenly, the screen changed scenery, and the screen lit up. I could see Zhao Na's expression, still restrained yet with her eyes closed in ecstasy. Her snow-white cheeks had turned a delicate crimson from the stimulation, radiating a faint glow in the dim light.
Chapter 135 ( November 11-15 )
"So what? What do you want me to do?"
I smiled as I looked at the group of people who had gathered around me, pulling Zhao Na and Wang Qian behind me.
"Kid..."
The group of young men didn't know how to respond for a moment, and looked at each other.
At this moment, one of them, who was acting as a strategist, suddenly blurted out, "Apologize to us. You think you can just walk away after knocking over the beer? There's no such thing as a free lunch, right, guys?"
"Yeah, that's right." "Kid, are you deliberately picking a fight?"... In an instant, the group realized what was going on.
"Brothers, I'm sorry, can you put this beer on my tab?"
The owner of the barbecue stall also rushed over to comfort them, trying to make the matter smaller and less serious.
But this group was just looking for trouble, and they wouldn't listen to his attempts to mediate. They shoved the boss aside and kept yelling, "This is none of your business, get out of here!"
"Brothers, my girlfriend accidentally knocked over your beer. I apologize to you all. How about this, I'll cover your expenses tonight?"
I said, pulling out fifty yuan from my pocket.
"This..."
The men exchanged glances, clearly hesitant.
"Damn it, you look down on me! I don't want your money, just have this chick apologize to us..."
one of them started shouting, "Have these two girls each drink three glasses with us, and that'll be the end of it, otherwise..."
He glared at me, his eyes full of hostility, as if to say, "Kid, you'll see what death means.
" "You're delusional! You bunch of toads think you can get me to drink and apologize? Drink? You'd be better off drinking my piss..."
Wang Qian had a fiery temper, and seeing my weakness, she flew into a rage.
"Shut up... Women shouldn't interrupt when men are talking."
I snapped back. I wasn't afraid to fight, but there were two girls with me, and I wasn't sure I could avoid injuring innocent bystanders if I acted here.
"Brothers, everything has its limits. Going too far isn't good,"
I smiled at the crowd, then pointed to the alleyway not far away. "It's not convenient to talk here. How about we go over there and talk?" "
What do you want?"
they asked warily, looking at the dark alley.
"I'm alone. Why are you all scared?"
I sneered.
"Scared of you?" the leader of the youths replied boldly, glancing around.
"You two wait here for me. Be back in two minutes," I whispered to Wang Qian, then called out to them, "Let's go, let's talk this over..."
This time, apart from the youths, no one else followed. Wang Qian and Zhao Na called out to me, and were about to follow, but seeing my angry look, they obediently stopped.
"Kid, what do you want?"
As soon as I stepped into the alley, several men surrounded me.
"It's not what I want, it's what you guys want, you bastards!"
Before they could react, I suddenly attacked, punching the guy closest to me.
"Ouch..."
He stumbled back a few steps, clutching his stomach and crouching on the ground.
"You fucking bastard..."
Before the leader could finish, I kicked him in the groin and punched another man in the nose, drawing blood instantly.
In just ten seconds, three men were incapacitated. I looked at the two still standing there and laughed, "I was just being polite. Did you think I was really afraid of you?"
"What the fuck do you want?"
The remaining two knew I was a tough opponent, so they didn't rush at me.
"What do you say..."
I kicked the man on the left in the ribs and punched the last man in the shoulder. However, I didn't use too much force; after all, these were just ordinary thugs, not truly evil people.
Watching the thugs retreat a few steps, I lost interest. Before leaving, I simply warned them, "You'd better keep your eyes open next time." Seeing me return safely, the people around me marveled and whispered amongst themselves. Wang Qian and Zhao Na quickly surrounded me, pulling me around to look me up and down, as if examining a monkey.
"What happened?"
I asked them with a smile.
"You sorted it out?"
"Of course..."
After that commotion, we were both bored. Zhao Na said she was worried about her aunt and wanted to go home early. Since it was on the way, Wang Qian and I walked her to her apartment building.
Wang Qian followed, and Zhao Na and I didn't exchange any intimate words. We just waved goodbye, and Wang Qian took my hand and left.
Zhao Na ran up the stairs, about to knock on the door, when she suddenly remembered seeing the light was off downstairs. She stopped, knowing her aunt had been suffering from insomnia and couldn't sleep well; she didn't want to wake her by knocking.
She thought for a moment, took out her key from her pocket, gently opened the door, and then locked it from the inside. Without turning on the light, she groped her way off her sandals in the dark, grabbed a pair of slippers from the shoe rack,
and was about to put them on when she suddenly heard a noise coming from her aunt's bedroom. She quickly turned her head and saw a faint light flickering in the bedroom. A thief? That was Zhao Na's first thought. After all, she and her aunt often worked overtime at night, and if her aunt wasn't sleeping with the light on, she wouldn't only leave one bedroom
lit. She was about to scream when she became alert. She knew she was no match for a thief, and rushing in recklessly would likely get her killed. Thinking this, she moved even lighter, tiptoed over, and peeked through the crack in the door.
What she saw was something she would never forget… Her usually kind and dignified aunt was now half-lying on the bed, her silk nightgown a crumpled mess, haphazardly wrapped around her waist, like a hastily wrung apron. The stockings on her snow-white thighs had been removed, both stockings crowding her ankles, exposing her snow-white calves. One black high heel lay scattered on the floor, the other still on her foot…
Her aunt held one calf high, automatically spreading her legs apart. One snow-white calf stood straight up, while the other lay limply on the headboard, looking incredibly lewd. Almost instinctively, Zhao Na swallowed hard. Although
her aunt was over thirty, her breasts weren't the soft, inelastic breasts described in books; they were slightly curved and erect, swaying from side to side as she rubbed them with one hand. Zhao Na had always envied her aunt's breasts because she felt inferior about her own body. Zhao Na was
suddenly very disappointed. She hadn't expected her aunt to be like this. How could she face her uncle, secretly doing such things alone in the room?
This wasn't how her aunt was; this wasn't her aunt at all. It completely overturned her impression of her aunt. Zhao Na seemed extremely agitated. Her hand instinctively grabbed the doorknob, wanting to rush in, but a "snap" startled her. She quickly peered through the crack in the door and saw that her aunt's high heels, hanging from her feet, had fallen down. But her aunt seemed oblivious, her hand still moving.
"Hmm...ah..."
Her aunt closed her eyes again, beginning to moan softly, her legs, hanging in mid-air, bending back and forth.
With her movements, her full, rounded breasts swayed rhythmically, as if deliberately teasing Zhao Na. Her almond-shaped eyes were half-open, her cherry lips half-closed, her long, white legs hanging naturally, her smooth, soft body forming a beautiful curve. Her tongue licked her lips incessantly, emitting loud moans, instinctively seeking stronger pleasure and stimulation.
Her hand stopped again, her eyes fixed on the crack in the door… From this angle, she could clearly see her aunt's body; her delicate skin was so white it was almost transparent, inspiring an urge to kiss it; her exquisite, smooth breasts traced a beautiful arc, like a yurt in the night sky, mysterious and alluring…
Her uncle hadn't been home for a long time, and her aunt was probably… When Zhao Na tiptoed back to the bedroom, she didn't dare to wash herself, nor did she dare to turn on the chandelier. She simply closed the doors and windows, carefully dimmed the bedside lamp to its dimmest setting, and then took off her clothes and got into bed.
Just as she was about to take off her stockings, her hand suddenly stopped. She stared blankly at her snow-white thighs, which were without an ounce of excess fat. She reached out her jade-like hand and touched her incredibly smooth thigh, as if Chen Chunyu's hand was still touching it.
Zhao Na's heart skipped a beat. She quickly pulled off her thin stockings and white lace-patterned panties, holding them in her hands, her face flushed. Normally, she never felt this way when undressing, but tonight she felt incredibly ambiguous, unsure whether it was for herself, for her aunt, or perhaps for that nemesis. She picked up the light gray stockings; the toes were slightly frayed from rubbing against her feet. She couldn't resist sniffing them, immediately catching a whiff of leather and foot odor…
Her mind instantly cleared. What was wrong with her? Tonight, although she couldn't hear her aunt's voice next door, the scene she had just witnessed kept replaying in her mind. A thought involuntarily popped into her head: Don't let her dignified appearance fool you; she's actually a wanton woman. Her aunt is a wanton woman? She was startled by her own sudden thought and sat up abruptly.
Unexpectedly, her eyes caught sight of the mirror on the table. Looking at the beauty in the mirror, her heart stirred again. "This is me," she thought, "this is my body. My skin is snow-white, delicate and radiant, my beautiful shoulder-length hair is as smooth as satin—it's no less stunning than my aunt's." But then she saw her own breasts, and a wave of dejection washed over her.
This was her only source of insecurity. "Why can't you grow up?" she thought, a hint of annoyance in her voice. She lifted her hands and looked at herself in the mirror again, her mind drifting back to Chen Chunyu. "Does he really not care? No man likes a woman with small breasts. Is he lying to me?" she wondered. "No, his reaction back then wasn't fake. Right, didn't he say that massage could make them bigger?" Zhao Na's eyes flickered.
Once a woman is lost in her thoughts, her mind becomes unpredictable and filled with anxiety. She was no exception. Her hands began to stroke her breasts incessantly, as if they might take flight at any moment.
Her mind was constantly occupied with Chen Chunyu, and she didn't stop what she was doing. Slowly, she felt her body getting hot, and a sensation in her chest made her unbearably itchy. She quickly withdrew her hand, but then thought about it and touched it again. As her fingers gently pressed in the center, her body trembled slightly, and her heart felt like it was being stirred.
Almost instinctively, she remembered what happened in the movie theater, and the scene flashed through her mind: a demonic hand rising from her knee, past her plump, slender thigh, and slipping into the inside of her tightly closed thigh…
"No...don't...please..."
she cried out softly, then her mind cleared, and she hurriedly opened her eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief, realizing she wasn't in the movie theater, but then, feeling her hand, her face flushed red. She had just touched her inner thigh.
I'm a wanton woman too. She was shy and bashful, her heart filled with shame and fear. She had just felt ashamed of what she had done to her aunt, but within minutes, she herself had done the same.
I was thinking about Chen Chunyu. That aunt must be missing her uncle. It must be. Uncle and aunt haven't seen each other for so long, after all, they work in different places. Thinking of the reason, she gradually felt at ease. "I can't do this, I can't do this," Zhao Na's reason pleaded, but she already felt her body gradually no longer belonged to her, especially under the manipulation of her own hands. Her delicate body was so weak and powerless. As her hands rubbed her soft and perky breasts, a tingling pleasure gradually grew stronger, penetrating her heart and mind, making her whole body tremble and go limp...
"Why am I like this? Stop it..."
"Anyway, no one saw it. Didn't Auntie do it too?"
Reason and desire intertwined, making the beautiful and pure Zhao Na blush, and her body became softer and softer. She was at a loss once again…
She felt she could no longer control the raging lust in her mind, nor the shameful physiological reactions in her body. Her heart was filled with shame and fear, and her delicate face flushed crimson…
Zhao Na was actually a well-behaved girl. Both her parents were teachers at the Fourth Middle School. She had spent her entire education from elementary school to vocational school with her parents and had never had the opportunity to live at school. Therefore, she often seemed somewhat naive. Under her parents' long-term care, she appeared somewhat submissive. Basically, she never did anything her parents objected to. In her memory, when she was in her second year of high school, she finally managed to borrow a Qiong Yao novel. After reading a few pages at home, her father discovered it, and the book was burned to ashes. Her parents then lectured her for several hours. Even when she went to vocational school, it was because she listened to her parents. They felt that her personality would definitely be a disadvantage outside, so they sent her to the only teachers' college in the county. It was precisely because of this that Zhao Na harbored a rebellious streak deep within her. This is why she particularly admired Wang Qian, whose personality was completely opposite to hers—acting without considering the consequences or caring about others' opinions (this is how Zhao Na viewed Wang Qian). Zhao Na herself had originally planned to become a teacher after graduation, but then a hospital opened up a nursing position, and her mother insisted she become a nurse, saying the pay was high. If it weren't for her lonely aunt asking her to keep her company, she probably wouldn't even have the chance to leave her parents.

Chapter 136
Perhaps due to inferiority complex, or perhaps due to long-standing family discipline, Zhao Na remained in a state of coldness, instinctively building a lid on her heart to suppress her emotions.
But that night, while on duty, the wind and rain in the duty room between Wang Qian and me opened the door to her lonely heart. Zhao Na initially felt extreme disgust, but also a strange feeling. Hearing the voice so close to her, a familiar yet unfamiliar emptiness spread from the depths of her heart, leaving her at a loss, unable to face it. She could only instinctively want to clench her thighs...
She was afraid that someone would see her ugly state, so she secretly ran to the women's restroom alone...
The stimulation of the past few days was enough to overturn her thinking. After all, she was a naive young virgin who had never met anyone. So, while she initially disliked Chen Chunyu, the physical intimacy gradually transformed into dependence.
Lying in bed, that half-smiling face kept appearing in her mind. She couldn't help but pull the blanket on the headboard, tightly clamping it between her thighs and swinging it back and forth, while biting down hard on a corner of the blanket to keep herself from making a sound.
The smooth texture of the blanket further stimulated her senses, a pleasant and comforting sensation flowing from between her tightly clenched legs throughout her body, entering her heart and mind—a feeling of fullness, tightness, and completeness. Zhao Na's face was flushed, as if it would well up with tears at the slightest touch. She groaned through gritted teeth, her body twisting and turning, her hands unsure of where to go, sometimes raising them, sometimes lowering them, gripping the blanket tightly when she lowered them. Her legs alternated between straightening and tensing, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
A growing emptiness and tingling sensation filled her mind. A primal urge to be fulfilled, possessed by a man, and subjected to direct, intense physical stimulation overwhelmed her. At this moment, the beautiful and pure Zhao Na blushed crimson, her heart filled with shy blush, her body tingling and numb. She couldn't help but tease her nerves with her hands, as if she held a key to unlock her desires…
Her body jolted violently, a surge of sweet, sour, spicy, and numbing sensations rushing to her heart. An uncontrollable feeling spread throughout her body—something she had never experienced before—and her body continued to spasm uncontrollably… like a fish dried up at the bottom of a lake, making its final struggle.
After a long while, Zhao Na's cherry-red lips still breathed rapidly. Her beautiful, long, smooth legs went limp and lay across the bed, the sheets a jumbled mess. Instead, a sense of introspection and confusion washed over her, as if reason had regained control.
"I shouldn't be like this," she immediately thought, yet she was also captivated by the tight, full pleasure.
Feeling weak all over, Zhao Na shifted her body, finding herself limp and powerless on the bed, her skin glistening with tiny beads of sweat.
She touched her rosy skin, her beautiful, shy, and helpless eyes opening listlessly, radiating an unprecedented beauty.
Two stories unfold, each telling its own tale.
As soon as Wang Qian and I reached the stairwell of her building, I became impatient. I pressed her tightly against the doorway and kissed her passionately, almost suffocating her. She struggled against me, whimpering, "Wait, let me get my keys..."
My hand naturally slid inside her collar, caressing her full breasts through her silk blouse. They were slightly sweaty, smooth and fleshy to the touch. She leaned weakly against the wall, her hands pushing against me helplessly, unable to retrieve her keys.
My hand then slipped between her thighs, groping and teasing her lower body along the smooth stockings. The shy woman couldn't bear such teasing and grabbed my groping hand, pleading, "No, stop..."
The keys clattered to the floor, making a soft, clear sound in the quiet night.
I hurriedly bent down to pick up the keys, one hand groping over Wang Qian's body as I opened the door. Wang Qian cried out "No!
" and came into the room, panting as I touched her. Once inside, I turned on the light and expertly embraced her, taking a few steps forward and pinning her down on the table. "No! Let me go! No!" Wang Qian seemed to remember something and tried to turn over. I pressed down on her delicate body, my hands kneading her breasts, my lips kissing her earlobe, making Wang Qian feel weak all over.
"I don't want to! Don't come here! I don't want to be here... Take me to the bedroom!" she struggled.
Ignoring her resistance, I lifted Wang Qian's skirt, my hands reaching for her exquisite, curvaceous body, roaming wantonly along her alluring curves.
"You... Ah!" Suddenly, a soft cry came from the doorway.
I quickly looked up and saw Wang Xia in her pajamas, staring at us in disbelief, her hand barely covering her mouth, forcing back her surprise.
"Sister..."
Wang Qian turned her head and saw her sister standing in the bedroom door. She was immediately at a loss, forgetting to struggle, and simply lay stiffly on the table.
"I...you...I...when did you get back? I heard the door open, so I came out to see...and I was lying on the table with you..."
Faced with such an embarrassing situation, Wang Xia, usually so composed, was now unable to speak coherently, stammering incessantly.
"Oh,"
I had actually recovered from my initial surprise, but seeing her dazed expression, a thought struck me, and I feigned panic, calling out, "Sister Wang, you just woke up...?"
"Oh, I just woke up."
Wang Xia was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to go forward or back.
"You jerk, put me down!" Wang Qian finally reacted, shoving me, then jumping off the table, pulling up her skirt to cover her thighs, and asking blushingly, "Sister, why didn't you call me before you came..." "
I called your duty room, and Xiao Xu said you left work early. Why are you only coming back now? I thought something had happened."
Wang Xia's expression had returned to normal.
"We went to see a movie, and it just ended,"
Wang Qian explained apologetically.
The three of us felt awkward talking like that. Luckily, Wang Xia reacted quickly, yawning and saying, "I'm relieved you're back. I need to go to sleep early; I have to work tomorrow."
She then retreated and closed the bedroom door.
"I'm going to take a shower..."
Before I could react, Wang Qian had already quickly entered the bathroom, then locked the door from the inside. Soon, the sound of running water filled the air.
These two sisters... my heart fluttered. The image of Wang Xia in her pajamas flashed through my mind, and I felt a sudden itch. I figured Wang Qian wouldn't be finished showering anytime soon, so I tiptoed into Wang Xia's bedroom and opened the door.
She was just about to go to sleep when she saw me come in and exclaimed in surprise, "How did you get in..."
The soft fabric clung to Wang Xia's full breasts; because she wasn't wearing a bra, her breasts were clearly visible, and a small section of her fair legs peeked out from under her nightgown.
I couldn't resist sitting on the edge of her bed, suddenly pulling Wang Xia into a hug and laughing, "Why can't I come in?"
"Are you crazy? What are you doing...stop it..."
she whimpered softly, her body tense and stiff as I suddenly attacked her thighs. She pushed me away forcefully, whispering, "You bastard, what are you doing? Xiaoqian is outside..."
"She's taking a shower; she definitely won't be finished by now."
I grasped Wang Xia's firm breasts with one hand, caressing and kneading them...at the same time, I lowered my head and kissed her soft, red lips.
"Ugh...that won't do either, what if she finds out..."
Wang Xia struggled frantically in my arms, her body instinctively leaning forward, her hands desperately trying to pry open my hold.
My hands roamed over her smooth skin; her thighs were very sensitive. Her smooth leg muscles trembled slightly under my touch, emitting soft moans, her white teeth biting her sexy red lips.
"Didn't she know about you and me, and tacitly approve?"
I pushed Wang Xia onto the bed and climbed on top of her.
"That's still not enough. What do you take us sisters for..."
She began to moan softly, her legs, hanging in mid-air, bending back and forth, using her knees to block my body.
I caressed Wang Xia's long, slender, snow-white legs, my hands invading her thighs, forcibly separating her long, slender, snow-white legs. She tried hard to close her legs, but she was no match for me. Her body couldn't escape my iron grip, and under my pressure, her long legs parted again.
When I lifted her skirt to her waist, she lay weakly on her back on the bed, her legs forced high up, like a lamb to the slaughter, tragically beautiful.
But Wang Xia no longer resisted; all the strength in her body seemed to drain away instantly. As soon as I let go, her legs fell back onto the bed with a thud.
I immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly turned her head away from the outside. I saw tears of humiliation streaming from Wang Xia's eyes.
"Sister Wang, I'm sorry..."
I realized in an instant that I had gone too far. Some things can only be done step by step; haste makes waste.
Unexpectedly, when I picked her up, she cried even harder, but afraid that Wang Qian would hear her from inside, she only dared to sob softly. No matter how I tried to comfort her, I couldn't stop her. So I had to act decisively, forcefully kissing her red lips to silence her.
"Ah..."
A desperate and shy moan escaped her soft, red lips as I attacked her fiercely and greedily. Wang Xia's resistance gradually weakened, and she was unknowingly forced into a state of complete submission.
"Are you not crying now?"
I breathed a sigh of relief, raising my head and looking at Wang Xia with a half-smile.
"You...you're such a jerk..."
She was both ashamed and angry, and suddenly bit my shoulder.
"Oh..."
I didn't dare to yell, so I could only beg in a low voice, "Sister, let go, don't leave any teeth marks, or Wang Qian will find out..."
"You're afraid of being found out too? Why didn't you listen to me earlier..."
Hearing my words, she immediately let go and glared at me.
"Who told you to be so beautiful, sister? To die under a peony is to die a romantic death."
I had calmed down now and was joking with Wang Xia.
She chuckled and asked, "Am I really that attractive to you?"
"More attractive than gravity, otherwise why would I have been so crazy earlier..."
I stroked Wang Qian's waist twice, and then slipped my hand inside her pajamas.
"Damn it, here we go again..."
She reacted quickly and immediately slapped my hand away.
"Sister..."
I pretended to be aggrieved.
"You bastard, try moving again! Get out of here right now, Xiaoqian will be out soon..."
"Not so fast..."
"Sigh..."
She looked at me and sighed, "Don't be ridiculous, okay? You're Xiaoqian's boyfriend now, you know?"
Seeing her resolute determination, I knew things were hopeless today, so I could only nod and say, "Then I'll come find you after Wang Qian falls asleep..."
"You dare..."
Not long after I lay down on the bed, Wang Qian, wearing only her underwear, dashed into the bedroom, leaving me dumbfounded. I swallowed hard and exclaimed, "Why are you running around dressed like that? Aren't you afraid of flashing me?"
"Flashing me? I'm at home, I didn't bring any spare clothes. Besides, if I flash you, it's only you who sees it, isn't it?"
She said, standing at the head of the bed and making a gesture.
I lay on the edge of the bed, watching this alluring woman. Her fair face had long since shed the youthful innocence of a girl, yet it held a mature charm unique to a married woman, evident in her eyes and brows. The fleeting allure in her eyes as she spoke and laughed was enough to make one's heart flutter.
Her breasts, freed from the constraints of her bra, stretched forward even more firmly, like works of art carved from mutton-fat jade, reflecting a hazy, jade-like sheen in the dim light. Her slender waist curved into a soft arc, her legs elegantly crossed, swaying slightly.
"I can't take it anymore..."
I immediately jumped out of bed and pounced on her, about to start touching her, but Wang Qian cleverly dodged me, kicking me with her legs as she said, "Go wash up in the bathroom quickly. You've been walking all day, you're all dirty. You're not allowed on the bed until you're clean..."
"Okay, okay..."
I immediately put on my slippers, rushed into the bathroom, quickly stripped off my clothes, rinsed myself thoroughly under the tap, lathered up with soap, and then rinsed off the soap. I followed Wang Qian's example and rushed into the bedroom in my underwear. The whole process took no more than five minutes.
"Oh my god, why are you dressed like this?"
Wang Qian was even more surprised than me.
"Only the magistrate is allowed to set fires, but the common people are forbidden to light lamps. I'm just copying you, what do you think?"
I said, striking a pose, my muscular physique gleaming faintly in the light.
"Are you out of your mind? I'm a woman... what if my sister sees this?"
she stammered.
"So be it..."
I said, already pouncing on her.
"Don't move...you're pinning me down," Wang Qian moaned and writhed. Her desperate twisting of her waist only fueled my desire to conquer her.

Chapter 137
Wang Qian's soft, boneless, naked, beautiful body was pressed beneath me, trembling slightly, an indescribable pleasure. Her alluring body writhed on the sheets, instinctively seeking stronger pleasure and stimulation...
When the final moment arrived, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist, her hands around my neck. She was completely melted by desire, her eyes filled with a hazy light.
I sucked on her throbbing breasts, kneading and squeezing them forcefully, supporting her waist with my hands, thrusting my body repeatedly.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
Wang Qian cried out wildly, her small mouth breathing rapidly, completely oblivious to Wang Xia next door. After a long while, her jade-like legs slowly fell down, uncontrollably convulsing...
Looking at the beautiful woman beneath me, her stunningly beautiful face flushed, her fair and almost translucent skin tinged with crimson, like a few peach blossoms blooming among pear blossoms. I couldn't help but kiss her with my lips.
Wang Qian was too weak to move at this moment, her snow-white body limp beneath me, covered in sweat, letting me suckle her.
I rolled over and lay on the bed, holding her to my chest, feeling Wang Qian's soft breasts rise and fall with her breath. She buried her head in my chest like a child. She twitched slightly twice and said, "I almost died just now," her soft little hands touching my body.
"So, do you want to live or die?"
I said with a smile, lowering my head again to suckle her delicate flower.
"Mmm..."
She let out another soft, seductive moan.
I felt as if I were playing an ancient zither, plucking the strings with my fingers, and Wang Qian joined in, the music a cacophony of notes, sometimes like a fine drizzle, sometimes like a flowing stream, like pearls falling onto a jade plate.
As the last notes faded, Wang Qian began to beg for mercy in a trembling voice, her hands no longer able to support my body, and she fell limply. A wave of pleasure spread through my body...
When I withdrew, her legs seemed to be spread wide open without restraint, completely powerless, like a small fish waiting to die on a dried-up riverbed.
Of course, I didn't go to Wang Xia's room. Although I still had the ability to continue, I had other thoughts, and a vague feeling of unease crept into my heart. After all, I was with Wang Qian now; some things were fine to think about, but I couldn't rush things. Besides, I had to put Wang Xia's matter aside for now. Based on my experience, women get jealous in these situations, and I'm sure Wang Xia, after listening to the commotion all day, won't be able to sleep tonight. She's probably thinking I'll be sneaking off tonight and is waiting for me. It was
n't until early morning when I felt an urgent need to urinate that I groggily opened my eyes. It was already bright outside, and Wang Qian's flawless white body lay naked before me, a slight smile on her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream. Her full, firm breasts were heaving rapidly, tempting my imagination. The blanket had naturally slipped down to her thighs, revealing her smooth, white thighs and buttocks. Early morning is when a man's desire is strongest, but seeing how exhausted she was last night, I didn't want to disturb her dream. I just kissed her forehead, then put on my underwear and rushed to the bathroom.
When Wang Xia saw me enter, she didn't react for a moment. She sat motionless on the toilet, staring at me, seemingly unable to believe what she was seeing. She had pulled her pajamas up to her waist, her alabaster-white thighs slightly parted. From this angle, I could clearly see the smooth, silky skin of her thighs, her delicate white skin, and her white lace panties draped over her knees.
"Ah, what are you doing in here? Why are you dressed like this? Get out of here! What time is it? If Xiaoqian finds out, we're both dead!"
Wang Xia snapped out of her daze, hurriedly closing the toilet lid with one hand and pulling down her pajamas with the other as she stood up.
"I'm just using the toilet, of course..."
I stood next to her, lifted the toilet lid, and then let out a torrent of urine. As she stared in disbelief, I laughed and said, "Don't peek..."
"What do I want to see you, you pervert!"
Wang Xia glared at me, her face flushed, and was about to turn and leave when I grabbed her and pulled her into my arms.
"What are you doing?"
she exclaimed in surprise.
"..."
I didn't say anything until I relieved myself, then smiled and said, "What do you think?"
I flushed the toilet again, closed the lid, and sat down. I casually pulled her into my arms, half-lying on my lap. Little Chen Chunyu's buttocks were pressed against her deep cleft. In my arms, she seemed to wake up, pushing me away with her hands, a mix of panic and bravado, whispering, "You're going to mess around again! Let go, Xiaoqian will wake up soon..."
How could I give her a chance to resist?
"Sister, I missed you so much last night, I couldn't sleep a wink..."
I hugged her waist tightly, my hand slipping inside her nightgown collar, caressing her breasts. Her full breasts were soft and elastic. I lifted her head and kissed her soft, thin lips. Wang Xia's body went limp, then she began to writhe violently, pounding my back with her hands, making soft "mmm" sounds through her nose, and shaking her head from side to side trying to break free from my mouth, but because my lips were sealed, she couldn't make a sound.
"Bastard..."
Taking advantage of my pause for breath, she suddenly pulled her lips away: "You still want to lie to me? You were so happy last night, you thought about me... Now you remember me, I won't let you touch me..."
Her hands kept pushing, trying to escape from my embrace.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't let me come over last night?"
I put on an expression more wronged than Dou E, but my hands kept kneading her full breasts, feeling her burning body temperature.
"I said I wouldn't let you come over and you didn't, when did you become so obedient? I'll make you let go now!"
She said, her face flushed red from my touch, panting heavily.
"You tell me to let go, but I won't! Otherwise, I'll misunderstand your intentions."
When my hand touched the base of her thigh, she trembled slightly and instinctively tried to stop me with her left hand.
But she was no match for me, and quickly succumbed to my attacks. I slipped one hand into Wang Xia's lower body, lifted her up, and pulled down her white lace panties, revealing a dazzling expanse of white against her nightgown. I intensified
my caresses on her incredibly sensitive, tender inner thighs, feeling that her skin was already slightly moist, yet she continued to resist. I decided to act decisively, quickly releasing myself and attacking from behind.
"You're lewd, don't do it from behind... I can't see anything..."
Wang Xia had no choice but to accept it, but the position made her feel extremely awkward, and she kept turning her head.
"I like it..."
One hand intensified its caresses on her full breasts, seductively stirring the young woman's heart.
Wang Xia never expected me to tease her in this way. With the continuous assault on her body, she felt the sensations from her breasts and inner thighs electrify her entire body, then flood her mind. Because she couldn't see anyone, she felt uneasy, a mixture of shame and pleasurable pleasure constantly surfacing within her.
She felt something indescribable, unsure whether this action stemmed from unbearable shame or the novel, alluring, and intoxicating stimulation… She felt as if all her consciousness had been detached, her entire being floating on clouds, her burning body twisting and turning, seemingly instinctively responding to my advances. She involuntarily writhed, her soft moans gradually becoming frantic, interspersed with soul-stirring, seductive cries…
Everything proceeded silently. I grabbed Wang Xia's thigh, turning her body over. She understood, lifting her thigh and wrapping her arms around me.
"Mmm…"
Her face burned like hot coals, her small hands gripping my back tightly. I even wondered if she had scratched my back, because I felt a burning pain. At that moment, my feeling could truly be described as a bittersweet experience.
"Mmm... Sister... You're so good..."
Fueled by Wang Xia's excitement, I lost control, increasing my intensity with each thrust, my body pounding like a wound-up toy.
"Ah... It feels so good... I'm almost there..."
Wang Xia's face flushed crimson, her breathing becoming rapid. She gripped my shoulders tightly, her face contorted with excitement, a sobbing sound emanating from deep within her throat.
"Ah... No... Don't... anymore..."
Wang Xia's head swayed wildly, her words incoherent. Perhaps out of consideration for Wang Qian, she finally bit my shoulder hard.
Enduring the pain, I reached down and, through her pajamas, grabbed Wang Xia's ample breasts and squeezed them forcefully a few times.
"Ugh... Gently..."
Her brows furrowed slightly, a thick mist rising in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes; it seemed I had used too much force.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I got too excited. I won't do it again next time."
I whispered in Wang Xia's ear, pulling her into my arms, savoring the tranquility after the frenzy.
"Oh..."
Wang Xia nodded with her eyes closed, clearly enjoying it, and leaned in to kiss my lips.
I licked Wang Xia's red lips and whispered, "Was that good?"
"Ah... why do you keep talking nonsense..."
Wang Xia had recovered somewhat by now, changing from her previous slutty demeanor. Looking at herself straddling my lap, thinking about how easily she had been taken by her sister's boyfriend again, while her sister was sound asleep in the bedroom, she couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited. She reached out and pushed me back, "Okay, Xiaoyu, let me get up. Get some paper to wipe yourself, and quickly put on your clothes, Xiaoqian should be waking up..."
I sat there, watching Wang Xia's movements, waiting for her service. Wang Xia seemed to be used to this kind of service, obediently wiping me. "I told you not to do it, but you insisted on doing it,"
she said affectionately as she wiped me from below. "Look, you're tired now, aren't you?" She even gave me
a playful slap after saying that.
"Not tired, not tired at all, I'm so comfortable, sis."
Even if I was really tired, I wouldn't tell the truth. After saying that, I stood up, hugged Wang Xia, and kissed her red lips.
Her mouth was full of sweet saliva, which I drank freely, my lips lingering and sucking... In the end, she pushed me away and said breathlessly, "Here we go again, it's never going to end..."
After saying that, she didn't give me a chance and walked out of the bathroom on her own.
Because Wang Qian also had to go to work, after I finished getting ready, I went downstairs to the alley entrance and bought some soy milk and fried dough sticks. Then I called her and Wang Xia out, and the three of us ate breakfast together. Wang Qian still looked like she hadn't woken up yet, and kept muttering that her body was sore.
What you think about during the day, you dream about at night. When Zhao Na woke up from her dream, she felt something touching her hand, and then her pretty face was covered with a shy blush. She realized where she had put her hand in her dream.
When she entered the living room, she found her aunt getting dressed in front of the mirror. Long, glossy black hair cascaded over her fair shoulders, and a fleeting, alluring smile played on her lips, instantly captivating. She wore a very tight-fitting white silk short-sleeved top, her ample breasts bulging beneath the thin fabric, her snow-white arms radiating a mesmerizing glow, exuding a seductive allure. Her long legs were clad in light blue thin jeans and small red slippers. As she bent down to put on her shoes, her rounded hips were visible from behind, outlining a sensual curve.
Zhao Na felt a surge of youthful excitement. Recalling the events of the previous night, a sense of allure grew within her. A blush crept onto her fair cheeks, her firm breasts heaving rapidly, and she unconsciously glanced at her aunt's thighs.
"Xiao Na, what are you daydreaming about so early in the morning? Aren't you at work this morning?"
a voice whispered in her ear.
"Oh, work, work."
She quickly looked away, rushed to the toilet, and rinsed her mouth with toothpaste.
"This girl, why is she acting so strangely?" The woman shook her head, but didn't think much of it.
For the entire morning, Zhao Na was lost in a longing and reminiscence. Today, she had specially worn white stockings, revealing a glimpse of her fair and firm calves beneath her knee-length skirt. The thin stockings clung to her body, outlining her beautiful lines, and her simple white sandals bound her delicate, fleshy feet.
She remembered Chen Chunyu once saying that her feet were the most beautiful. But to her disappointment, she hadn't seen him all morning. Several times she wanted to ask Wang Qian, but she couldn't bring herself to speak; after all, they had no relationship now.
To be honest, Zhao Na's thoughts were a bit hard to fathom at this moment. She understood Wang Qian's mindset, knowing that Wang Qian changed boyfriends like clothes, so she didn't believe their relationship would last. She thought that once Wang Qian got tired of her, she would let go, so that she could announce her relationship with Chen Chunyu later, which would be doing right by her friend.

Chapter 138
Zhao Na's first stirrings of love were evident on her face, which she couldn't hide. She was all smiles all morning, occasionally staring blankly at the white paper on the table, staring for a long time, then suddenly giggling a couple of times before realizing her lapse and quickly covering her mouth. Looking around the duty room, she saw that she was alone, and breathed a sigh of relief, her spirits returning. Then she looked at the white paper in front of her and noticed that she had unconsciously drawn so many marks on it, writing "Chen Chunyu" several times. How embarrassing! Her face flushed, and she secretly thought that it would be bad if Wang Qian found out. She quickly picked up a pen and scribbled on it.
Having experienced something like this for the first time, she didn't know what to do. She had no one to talk to, so she thought she'd ask her aunt when she got home tonight.
"Hey, daydreaming about love?"
Just as she was thinking about Wang Qian, her voice suddenly came from behind.
Zhao Na jumped in fright, nearly falling over. She quickly grabbed the white paper from the table, stammering behind her back, "No...no."
Wang Qian had only meant to scare her, but seeing Zhao Na's expression, even the most careless person would know she was troubled. She smiled and tried to snatch the paper from her hand: "Did I guess right? What's that you're holding, a love letter?"
"No, no!" Zhao Na hurriedly raised her hand, holding the paper high, afraid Wang Qian would snatch it away.
"Hehe, little girl, if you don't want to see it, don't. It's not something to be trifled with." Although Wang Qian was a little annoyed, she didn't show it, after all, these things were a person's privacy.
She jumped up and sat on the table, smiling at Zhao Na, and said, "Which handsome guy wrote you a love letter? One from our hospital?"
Seeing Zhao Na blush and remain silent, Wang Qian thought her guess was correct and continued to speculate, "Was it Dr. Guo on the third floor, or Xiao Ma from internal medicine? It must be Xiao Ma. I remember seeing him secretly looking at you a few times, looking like a lecher."
"I already said it wasn't him. You're just guessing randomly. I was writing something just now, and I scribbled something. My handwriting is really ugly, so I was afraid you'd see it," Zhao Na said, now calm. She quickly tore the white paper in her hand into pieces and said, "Are you relieved now?"
"You brat," Wang Qian smiled but didn't say anything. She thought to herself, the more you act like this, the more worried I am. That's just how people are. She had already decided to see what the white paper was. As soon as Zhao Na went to check the wards, she picked the pieces out of the wastebasket. Afraid that Zhao Na would find the pieces missing when she returned, she tore a piece of white paper from a document, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the wastebasket to replace it with another piece.
Wang Qian hid alone in the dressing room, spreading the torn pieces one by one on the bed. Zhao Na hadn't torn them very finely in her haste, so it was easy for Wang Qian to match them. The more Wang Qian compared them, the more suspicious she became, because on one of the untorn pieces of paper, the name "Chen Chunyu" was clearly written.
What did this have to do with him? Wang Qian's initial interest quickly grew to ten percent, making her eager to know what Zhao Na was up to.
But after comparing all the pieces of paper, she didn't see any other words written on them, only "Chen Chunyu." Why wouldn't she let me see? Could it be Zhao Na and Chen Chunyu? Impossible, Wang Qian immediately dismissed her own thoughts. After all, she had been by Chen Chunyu's side when he came to the hospital, and the two of them started arguing as soon as they met. It was obvious that Chen Chunyu wasn't interested in Zhao Na and kept making sarcastic remarks about her figure.
So it was Zhao Na? Thinking of this, Wang Qian's face turned somewhat ugly. She didn't doubt her deduction at all, recalling the movie she watched last night. No wonder Zhao Na followed the two of them; she hadn't suspected anything then. But when did Zhao Na start this? Could it be a classic case of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress at a night market stall? That must be it, Wang Qian thought her analysis was completely correct, because that was exactly what she admired about Chen Chunyu in the first place: his boldness and courage.
Luckily, it's only Zhao Na who's interested now, but what if she seduces Chen Chunyu? Would that bastard resist the temptation? If she said yes, she probably wouldn't believe it herself, after all, he and her sister…
Of course, she wasn't stupid. Knowing that going after Zhao Na without evidence would only make things worse, she quickly came up with the idea of introducing Zhao Na to someone.
A light rain started to fall. I lay listlessly in the guesthouse, not expecting Jiang Ailian to leave so suddenly. I had thought she would stay another day so I could buy some things for my sister-in-law and the others in the county town. Who knew Jiang Ailian would leave without even telling me?
That woman… I couldn't help but feel annoyed, then realized it was my fault. I hadn't returned all day yesterday; Jiang Ailian probably couldn't find me even if she wanted to.
Tomorrow I'm going to inspect the tourism area, and my mind started racing again. Comparison is the key to discernment. I also hope to visit developed areas and identify our shortcomings. I anticipate that my bus will be full of important figures from various bank departments tomorrow, so I'll have to be careful.
As it was getting dark, I checked out of the hotel. I didn't have much stuff, just a bag. I took a ride directly to Wang Qian's place and stayed the night. Because I had to get up early the next day, we didn't have any romantic moments. What puzzled me was that she lay in my arms all night, talking incessantly. I could clearly feel her reluctance to part with me, but because I was about to leave, I didn't have much time for anything else.
The next day, Wang Qian and her sister saw me off at the meeting point. It had been drizzling all night, and the early morning was foggy and refreshing. Wang Xia gave me a few instructions and rushed off to work, while Wang Qian continued talking, her arm around my shoulder. She didn't seem to care about the slightly strange looks from people. Seeing that the rain was about to intensify, I urged her to go back.
Wang Qian agreed a few times, and then turned to leave. Just as I was getting on the bus, she grabbed my shoulder, ignoring the people around us, and pressed her whole body against my chest.
"What's wrong?"
I asked, noticing everyone watching, and quickly pushed her away, smiling sheepishly at the surroundings.
"Nothing," she said, her hair damp with raindrops and her cheeks misty. "Call me when you're back, and I'll come pick you up."
I got on the bus and saw that there were already a dozen or so people sitting there, sparsely. Seeing that the last row was empty, I went inside and sat by the window, looking out. Everything was blurry, and I couldn't even see the buildings across the street clearly.
I didn't know anyone on the bus, and Aunt Xing, the only familiar person, wasn't there, so I wasn't in the mood for conversation. I took out a copy of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" from my pocket and started reading. Jin Yong's books are the kind that take time to get into; at first, I was mindful of the noise around me, but I was quickly drawn in by the plot, not even noticing the bus gradually filling up.
"Excuse me, could you move aside?"
My eyes were getting tired from reading when a voice suddenly rang in my ear. I quickly looked up from my book and saw a young woman in a black suit standing in front of me, a faint scent of perfume stimulating my senses.
This woman is beautiful, that was my first thought. I quickly stood up and leaned back a bit, only then realizing that the bus was almost full. Aunt Xing was sitting in the fifth row, talking to a woman next to her. Perhaps sensing that someone was looking at her, she turned around and smiled at me as a greeting, then continued talking.
"Hello!"
The young woman greeted me with a smile after putting her things away. Her smile was beautiful, with a mature beauty in her eyes, more alluring than most young girls. For some reason, she gave me a sense of familiarity.
"Hello," I smiled and nodded back. Being so close, I felt a distinct allure.
"Attention everyone, attention everyone..."
At this moment, a man in his forties started shouting through a megaphone in the carriage, "Everyone here either works at the bank or is a family member of a staff member. I'm going to call out names now to see if everyone is here. Once everyone is here, we'll depart..."
He took out his glasses and began reading the list: "Director Wang Lichun..."
"Here!"
A chubby old man waved from the front.
"Director Xie Changting, Director Xie." "Here..."
"Director Xing Xiumei, Director Xing..."
"Here..."
It was then that I learned Aunt Xing's full name. Of course, I also learned the name of the young woman next to me; her name was Bai Jie.
After calling out names, the car started quickly. Soon after we started driving, the rain began to pour. The roads in Chengguan Town were in poor condition, and with puddles everywhere, the car lurched violently. Bai Jie, who was half-standing and putting down her purse, was caught off guard and stumbled, falling into my arms. I instinctively reached out to steady her, putting my arm around her slender waist. Bai Jie leaned softly against me, her delicate hand pressing against my thigh to regain her balance.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry,"
she apologized, her face flushed and slightly out of breath, her body slumped against the seat.
I knew she was embarrassed, so I smiled to indicate I wasn't bothered, then raised the novel in my hand and buried myself in it.
When I felt the light inside the car dimming, I looked up again and saw that the rain outside was pouring down relentlessly. Everything outside the window was completely obscured; even the small trees along the roadside were just green shadows.
I sighed and leaned back in my seat. "It's raining so hard, I'm afraid we won't be able to visit the place when we get there."
"No, it'll be fine once we leave the province,"
the young woman replied, stealing glances at me a few times. When she noticed me looking at her, her face flushed slightly, and she said, "I feel like I've seen you before, but I can't quite remember. Which unit do you work for? I work at the Meixi Road Credit Union branch." "
Oh, I'm a family member of a bank employee."
I pointed to Director Xing in front of me and said, "She's my aunt. I don't work in the county town, I work in Luzhen..."
"It's you!"
We exclaimed almost simultaneously, as if we both remembered: I had met her on the train back to Ruzhou a month ago. I never expected it to be such a coincidence, it was truly fate.
We both felt the wonder of destiny and immediately became familiar with each other. She no longer called me "little brother" but addressed me by my name, while I called her Sister Bai.
The initial awkwardness between the two disappeared, and their conversation broadened. Listening to her quiet narration, I learned that our trip, ostensibly to learn from others' advanced experiences, was actually a publicly funded vacation. The expenses for family members were reimbursed by their work units, though there were limits on the amount.
During the trip, I asked about her husband, whether he was still working in Ruzhou.
"Of course,"
she said, her voice tinged with resentment. "I asked him to pull some strings to transfer me to Ruzhou, but it's not that easy, especially since it involves moving between cities. He wouldn't come to work in the county seat, saying it's too remote and has no future. We're stuck like this. Sometimes I even think about quitting my job and going to him to have him support me."
I fell silent. Many couples are separated due to work, and Bai Jie's husband's considerations were quite realistic. He worked in a government office, cultivating relationships over the years; transferring to a new environment would definitely be difficult.
We chatted for a while longer, then she suddenly asked, "Chen Chunyu, do you have a girlfriend?"
"What, Sister Bai, you want to introduce me to one?"
I smiled at her. She slowly raised her hand to tuck a few stray strands of hair behind her ear, burying them behind her delicate face. The elegant movement caused her full breasts to tremble slightly, her eyes fixed on me. Noticing my gaze on her chest, she raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly, subtly placing her hand on her chest, her bright red lips adding to her allure.
"If you don't have a girlfriend, I really would like to introduce you to one. She's a real beauty, hehe." "Too bad, I have a girlfriend,"
I said shyly.
"Oh, where does she work? It's not in Ruzhou, is it? You went back to see her last time?"
she pressed.
"No, she's from Luzhen, she teaches at an elementary school,"
I explained.
"You mean..."
A hint of surprise flashed across her face, "She's from the countryside..." "Yes," I nodded frankly, wondering what they were thinking, taking the difference between urban and rural household registration so seriously.
"Oh!"
she responded, unsure how to continue.
Seeing her silence, I looked out the window again. Although I couldn't see much scenery, the rapidly receding shadows had a unique charm.
Bai Jie stopped talking, leaning back quietly in her seat, her eyes slightly closed, seemingly asleep.
Just as I was about to immerse myself in my book again, she suddenly spoke, "Chen Chunyu, can we switch seats? I'm feeling a bit carsick."
"Sure, sure," I quickly nodded, noticing her pale face.
She stood up first, then stood to the side, while I shifted and sat in her seat, feeling a warmth beneath my bottom, as if I could clearly feel her body temperature.
Bai Jie also twisted her body, squeezing in sideways, her alabaster-white thighs slightly parted, the skirt perfectly accentuating the beautiful curves of her waist, hips, and legs. Just then, the bus swerved slightly, and she half-sat on my lap, her firm, elastic buttocks pressing against me. Her body trembled slightly, and a blush crept onto her fair cheeks.

(Chapter 139
needs some explanation.) We were on a luxury bus with adjustable seats, so the backrests were very high. Unless you deliberately stood up to look, you could only see the other person's head at most; what they were doing was completely invisible. We happened to be in the last row, and next to my seat was a luggage counter with suitcases on it, perfectly blocking the view of the two people sitting on the other side. So, no one could see what was happening to us.
I could clearly feel the firmness and elasticity of the young woman's buttocks. In just a moment, her face flushed, she was already back in my seat, gently opening the window a crack. A gust of cold wind blew in, making me shiver, but I quickly adjusted.
Feeling the dampness wafting in from outside the car window, Bai Jie tensed up, seemingly wanting to close the window. But before she could, she suddenly covered her mouth, a look of discomfort on her face.
"Are you nauseous?"
I quickly pulled an orange from my pocket and handed it to Bai Jie, saying, "Eat an orange to mask the gasoline smell?"
She frowned, pushed it away, and shook her head, her expression even more distressed. She was trying her best to endure it, as if the food in her stomach might come up at any moment.
"I have some mentholatum in my bag." I suddenly remembered that mentholatum could also treat motion sickness. I had brought mentholatum with me in case I got bitten by mosquitoes at night, and now it came in handy.
I quickly pulled out the mentholatum, the strong minty scent filling the cramped space. I rubbed some on with my finger and then applied it to her temples. In this emergency, she didn't resist much, just blushed and let me apply it to her head.
Perhaps it was the stimulating effect of the mentholatum, but her expression finally cleared up a bit. At this moment, the rain outside the car window had lessened considerably, so she opened the window wider, finally managing to suppress her malice,
and her complexion returned to normal. "Thank you," Bai Jie said sincerely after she had calmed down.
"It's nothing, haha, just a small favor. By the way, you didn't get carsick last time, even in such a crowded situation?"
I asked curiously.
"Last time I didn't eat anything in the morning, and I even took motion sickness medicine before getting on the bus,"
she explained softly.
"Oh," I finally understood. Seeing her holding her breath and still slightly furrowing her brow, I asked softly, "Still feeling unwell?"
"It's alright, much better than before," she smiled and closed her eyes again.
"You should rest for a bit,"
I said, not wanting to talk to her anymore.
"Okay," she nodded, leaning back in her seat.
Only then did I dare to take a closer look at this mature young woman. Her slightly loose hair was tucked behind her ears; having just been caught in the rain, her long, black hair was a little disheveled, but it only added to her allure. Her willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her delicate nose twitched slightly, and her flawless, fair face was exceptionally tempting.
Her rapid breathing made her top bulge, as if her ample bosom might burst out at any moment. Beneath her skirt, a pair of straight, shapely legs clad in light flesh-colored stockings were revealed, along with ordinary black leather sandals with mid-heeled heels. Her exquisite figure exuded a mature charm.
However, I was only observing from afar and had no intention of taking liberties. She seemed to sense the cool breeze outside the window and couldn't help but move closer to me. I could clearly feel her warm, supple body, which stirred my desire. Reluctantly, I picked up "The Return of the Condor Heroes" again and began to read.
I read very quickly, almost skimming, and I guess I'm the type who reads without delving too deeply. So, I quickly finished most of it. Actually, I had read this book in college, and this time, just rereading it, I didn't expect to gain new insights. I found it quite enjoyable. During college, I was deeply in love with Lu Manman, so while reading, I was moved by Yang Guo's devotion and passion, especially when I saw the master and disciple finally become a couple; I felt a sense of satisfaction. Unexpectedly, rereading this book has made me doubt my previous views. A devoted and passionate man isn't necessarily a good man, or perhaps a devoted man is the most heartless. Consider Cheng Ying, Gongsun E, Guo Xiang, and others—all were deeply in love with him, refusing to marry anyone but Yang Guo, yet he only married Xiaolongnu, leaving the remaining women to grow old alone, tragically.
Thinking of this, I pondered the women around me. Perhaps I could never be Yang Guo, but being Wei Xiaobao was more likely. Thinking this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"So interesting?"
Unexpectedly, this startled Bai Jie.
"Oh, you've read *The Return of the Condor Heroes*, right?"
I gestured with the book's spine, smiling as I asked.
"Yes," the young woman nodded.
"What kind of person do you think Yang Guo is?"
I asked casually.
"Very intelligent, and also very devoted in love. Even when his wife suffered…insults, he didn't abandon her. He's a true romantic."
She thought for a moment and said.
"A Casanova?"
I chuckled, patting the book on the floor. "I don't think so. He's more of a heartless man,"
I said, uttering my earlier opinion after a moment's thought.
"That's nonsense! How can you have such a strange idea? You're just overthinking things,"
she retorted, her bright, dark eyes sparkling.
"How is that nonsense? Are you going to deny that because of him, several young girls in the prime of their lives grew old alone, never experiencing the taste of love before they died? Would you want to live like that for the rest of your life? If he had been even slightly kinder to those women, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out this way."
"I...I...Why are you dragging me into this again when we're talking about novels?"
She blushed, finally looking out the car window, no longer willing to argue with me.
Around noon, we stopped in a small county town for lunch. Since it was on official pay, our leader, Director Wang, didn't stand on ceremony and ordered a very lavish meal. People on the bus were free to form groups. I originally wanted to check on Aunt Xing, but that table was already full. It seemed quite a few people wanted to curry favor with the leader during the trip. Except for the driver, most of the travelers had drunk some alcohol. When Bai Jie boarded the bus, her face was still flushed, and I could clearly smell the alcohol on her breath.
"How much did you drink? You seem quite drunk,"
I asked, turning to let her sit down.
"Everyone at the table was egging me on, so I had no choice but to drink a little less."
I thought Bai Jie looked even more vibrant and alluring after drinking, and jokingly said, "Isn't there a saying that a man has no chance if a woman doesn't get drunk?"
"You little rascal, you're making fun of me too!" She reached out and punched my thigh. I reached out and grabbed her hand. Her small hand was crystal clear and white, like it was carved from white jade. I could vaguely see the faint veins on her slender arm. I originally wanted to let go immediately, but when I touched her warm little hand, I couldn't help but squeeze it.
"Let go!" she exclaimed in embarrassment, her delicate face flushing red, showing a girlish shyness that was incredibly alluring.
I realized that my behavior was a bit rash, so I quickly let go and said casually, "Let's see if you dare to hit me again." "
So what if I hit you? You even dare to take advantage of your older sister." She raised her hand, but didn't hit me again.
We drove on, chatting the whole way, and soon we were out of the province. However, the situation Bai Jie had described didn't happen; the rain not only didn't stop, but it poured even harder. The car quickly became dark, but thankfully the driver turned on the lights, providing some light through the windows. I buried myself back in my novel, answering Bai Jie's questions only half-heartedly.
Unexpectedly, the car stopped after a while. At first, I didn't notice until Bai Jie nudged me. Everyone in the car thought something had happened and was very tense.
Soon, someone who had gone to inquire brought back news: there had been a traffic accident ahead—a truck carrying goods had collided with a minivan, killing three people instantly. Rescue efforts were underway, and the road ahead was closed.
Helpless, we had no choice but to wait in the car. Three hours passed, and our plan to arrive in X city at 8 PM sharp seemed hopeless; we probably wouldn't reach the reception area until after midnight.
By the time the bus started moving again, it was already dark. Due to the darkness and rain, the bus moved very slowly. By the time we crossed the river, it was past 8 PM. Many people couldn't help but doze off on the bus, while others ate quietly. There were two drivers on board, so they took turns driving without any problems.
Bai Jie also gave me her food. After we finished eating and drank two bottles of mineral water, we finally stopped feeling hungry.
After she finished eating, she elegantly wiped her mouth with a tissue, her throat bobbing gently, giving her a soft and graceful appearance. Seeing me peeking at her, she smiled at me again and said, "You little rascal, what are you looking at?"
"Hehe,"
I smiled sheepishly and lied, "Of course I'm looking at a beautiful woman. There's a saying, 'A hero is admired on horseback, a beauty is admired under the lamp.' Now, seeing you makes my eyes light up, like a wolf that hasn't eaten meat for months."
"You dare," she threatened with a laugh, "I'm not talking nonsense with you anymore. I'm going to sleep for a while. I didn't sleep well at all last night."
"Want to lend you my shoulder?"
I smiled and patted my shoulder, "It's very warm." "Go away!" Hearing my deliberately generous tone, she giggled again.
She was probably really tired and quickly fell asleep. Just as I was admiring her beautiful face, she suddenly fell down, her head hitting the car window. The pain immediately woke her up. Bai Jie was a little dazed at first, but she quickly came to her senses, rubbed her head, and said embarrassedly, "You fell asleep so quickly." "Lean on me." I don't know why I suddenly became bold, but I reached out and put my arm around her shoulder, pressing her head against my shoulder.
"What are you doing?"
Bai Jie was startled and struggled to sit up straight.
"Don't think nonsense," I whispered. "I'm just giving you a human pillow. Sleep well. If we keep driving like this, we don't know if we'll even get there tonight."
I held her tighter, preventing her from moving.
Then I leaned close to her ear and whispered in a voice only the two of us could hear, "Don't worry, sister. As long as you don't agree, I absolutely won't be a pervert, unless you're having wild thoughts."
"You're such a little hooligan," she blushed and pinched my thigh. "You're the one having wild thoughts."
After that little commotion, she was clearly no longer sleepy. She shifted her body and said, "Take your hands away. I'm not sleepy anymore. Let's chat for a while."
"No, chatting like this is fine." I felt a surge of desire and reached down to embrace her soft, slender waist, pulling her delicate, boneless body into my arms. I could clearly feel her warmth through her clothes.
"What... are you going to do?"
She was afraid of being heard by the people in front, so her voice was very soft, even tinged with fear, and her body was trembling slightly.
"It's nothing, don't overthink it," I said righteously, but my hand pressed her head down, making her lean on my shoulder again. She let out a soft moan and tried to struggle to stand up. I tightened my grip slightly, wrapping my arms around her slender waist to prevent her from getting up.
Although she was very scared, seeing that I didn't make any further moves, she gradually calmed down and muttered under her breath, "You little rascal, I'll teach you a lesson later." However, her tone wasn't one of jealousy, but rather like a lover's coquettishness.
I felt a tingling sensation all over my body and whispered in her ear, "How will you teach me a lesson?"
"What do you think?"
Her delicate hand tried to pinch my thigh again, but this time I was prepared and grabbed it firmly.
"Let go!"
Bai Jie struggled a few times but couldn't break free. Her already slightly flushed face was now covered with a blush.
"You're so beautiful!"
I whispered, breathing warm air into her ear, and kissed her earlobe before quickly pulling away.
Her body trembled violently, and she tried to sit up from my arms. I pulled her back into my embrace with my left hand, while my right hand held her small hand to prevent her from moving.
"You...let go!"
Her chest heaved, her hands clenching and unclenching, revealing the turmoil in her heart.
The ancients said that lust knows no bounds, and that couldn't be more true. At first, I only let her lean on my shoulder, taking advantage of the situation. Now, through her clothes, I held her slender waist, the warm, soft flesh of her skin sending shivers down my spine. My desires grew stronger, and I began to further invasive my desires on the young woman in my arms.
She was wearing a skirt suit, so my hand easily slipped inside, gently caressing her alluring abdomen, enjoying the wonderful feeling of her full body.
"You're going too far... Let go of me... you scoundrel."
Her hands were struggling to support her, her voice tinged with fear, but mostly with shyness.
"How could you do this? It's outrageous."
She scolded my unreasonable behavior, but her hands couldn't push me away, she could only weakly say, "...Don't do this."

Chapter 140
The sky was pitch black, with only a few scattered lights flashing in the distance. Raindrops pattered against the car window, and by the dim light inside the car, one could see the thick curtain of rain outside, a vast expanse of darkness.
"Just like that, don't move, sis," I whispered, nibbling on her earlobe, trying to soothe Bai Jie's chaotic and fearful heart.
Her mind was almost blank, her palms were sweaty, she had never been this nervous even when she slept with her husband for the first time. Completely clueless about how to respond, I unconsciously replied, "Um, you... take your hand out."
"How many places are we going to visit this time..."
I deliberately changed the subject, trying to distract her.
"I don't know... I heard we're going to various tourist attractions... just a quick look around, nothing else." Bai Jie's thoughts seemed to have wandered off, her hand gripping my hand tightly through her clothes.
At such close range, I noticed a faint haze in her eyes, like pools of autumn water. The resistance mixed with a touch of shyness on her face, radiating a mature woman's allure, left me mesmerized.
Impulsively, I grabbed her soft, jade-like hand. Her slender fingers were icy cold. I pulled them closer, kissing her fingertips with gentle lips. "Are you cold?"
I then pulled her body closer to mine, the soft, sensual stimulation of her breasts against my side arousing my desire.
"Hehe, won't it be warmer if we hug like this?"
Bai Jie's face was flushed with a shy blush, a few fine beads of sweat glistening on the tip of her nose. Her cherry-like lips parted slightly, and a soft moan escaped from her pearly teeth. Her
jade-like hands unconsciously and futilely pushed against mine. Her shapely, voluptuous body was forced against me, and a sweet, intoxicating fragrance wafted over me—the scent of the mentholatum from earlier. I could clearly feel the warmth of her skin. My left hand greedily caressed her flat, firm abdomen, kneading her sensitive waist and gently touching her navel. She couldn't hold back any longer. Her body trembled slightly, and she nervously grabbed my hand. "No, don't touch here!" She struggled to break free from my grasp. I whispered to scare her, "Don't move, sis. We're in the car. It wouldn't be good if someone saw us."
Hearing this, she indeed dared not struggle anymore. After all, there were acquaintances of hers in the car. But her hands gripped mine tightly, trying to stop me.
Seeing her anxious and annoyed expression, I felt a surge of triumph. Just as she was about to speak, I pressed my lips to hers, my tongue darting into her mouth, swirling wildly within her smooth oral cavity. Bai Jie was caught off guard by my bold and aggressive attack. She pushed against my chest with both hands, her tongue trying to escape my sucking. But how could her small mouth escape my invasion?
Her watery eyes were filled with panic. I knew I couldn't rush things, so I loosened my grip slightly, a strategic retreat, and kissed her lips. Then, looking at her, my burning gaze filled with desire and love, I felt
uncomfortable under my gaze. Bai Jie hurriedly lowered her head, unable to look at me again. Hearing her pounding heartbeat and feeling her warm body, I launched another attack. I lifted her chin with my right hand and kissed her again. When my lips intertwined with her tongue, saliva welled up in her mouth.
Her resistance grew weaker and weaker under my gentle advances, until she finally gave up the futile struggle, only weakly gripping my arm with her small hands, preventing me from moving any further.
"Attention, comrades! Attention, comrades! Wake up the one sleeping next to you; I have a few words to say,"
Director Wang, the team leader, shouted again, standing up in the carriage.
Bai Jie and I were both startled, especially Bai Jie, who seemed caught in the act. She hurriedly pushed me away, then sat up straight, her face flushed. I could clearly feel her rapid, panicked breathing, so close to me. I cursed Director Wang inwardly; his commotion had ruined my plans. One's initial momentum wanes, then declines, and finally exhaustion sets in. If Bai Jie regained her senses, it wouldn't be so easy for me to succeed.
"Don't be nervous," I said, taking her hand again. It felt smooth, soft, and tender. She struggled for a moment but didn't break free, letting me hold her hand and turning her head towards the glass, avoiding my gaze.
"We've been delayed for several hours on the road. Our car probably won't reach X City until the early hours of the morning. There's a gas station about 200 meters ahead where we'll refuel. Take care of anything you need to do there. The car won't stop along the way. Also, it's best to cover yourself with the clothes you brought when you sleep, as it gets cold at night. We're here for tourism, not to get sick."
The car quickly stopped at the gas station, and everyone got off one by one. After all, we all need to take care of our basic needs.
I didn't get back in the car immediately but stood under the gas station's canopy, looking at the rain outside the window. But after a while, I felt a chill and couldn't stand it, so I got back into the car. Bai Jie still hadn't gotten back in.
Thinking I might have to sleep in the car that night, I pulled a thick coat from my pocket and draped it over my knees. The car had been stopped there for about twenty minutes. Just as I was wondering what was going on, Bai Jie got in. She walked up to me expressionlessly and softly called out, "Excuse me."
Her voice was extremely cold.
Just as I expected, she had probably adjusted her mindset and was preparing to use coldness to repel my advances. A year ago, I might have already backed down, even trembling with fear, afraid she would yell in the car. But now, I didn't think that way. I understood that Bai Jie's actions were just a protective shell. In reality, she was probably more scared than I was, and her expression at this moment showed that my actions had left a mark on her mind; she just didn't know how to deal with it.
In other words, if I really backed down, I would be a complete fool.
I moved my leg to the side of the aisle, leaving just enough space for Bai Jie to pass. She carefully squeezed inside, afraid of touching me. Once seated, she gazed out the window, not looking at me again, as if there was no one around her. I remained indifferent throughout, ignoring her after she sat down, simply leaning back and slightly closing my eyes.
Bai Jie stared at the window, trying to gauge my reaction through the reflection. Seeing that I wasn't looking at her, as if I'd forgotten what had just happened, she felt a pang of annoyance. That bastard, she absolutely couldn't forgive his rude behavior.
"Chen Chunyu..."
she finally spoke after a moment's hesitation.
"Oh?"
I opened my eyes and turned to look at her.
"I've forgotten what happened earlier. I hope you'll behave yourself."
She said, staring into my eyes.
"How do you mean to behave yourself?"
I asked softly, a faint smile on my face, but my hand unceremoniously grabbed her small hand.
"You..."
She struggled again, but mindful of the people in front, she didn't dare move too much, only glaring at me angrily.
The car was driving smoothly, and I took the opportunity to squeeze her delicate hand tightly, feeling its coolness and gentleness. Bai Jie bit her lip, but ultimately remained silent.
"Sister, have you ever been to X City?"
I asked softly.
"No, this is my first time here... Let go... Ah!" She gasped softly as my hand encircled her, swaying from side to side, trying to break free. I tightened my left arm around her slender waist, rendering her struggles futile.
Chapter 141 , 11-15
: Bai Jie trembled as if electrocuted, desperately clamping my fingers between her legs, preventing me from continuing. Seeing her resolute will, I had no choice but to proceed gradually, gently caressing her tender skin with my fingers. Bai Jie gasped softly with each touch, her small hands gripping my arm tightly, her starry eyes half-closed, her cheeks flushed, and her trembling eyelashes telling me how nervous she was.
She was now completely nestled in my arms; even if someone came by now, they would probably only think we were a couple. At this time, most people on the bus were drowsy, and who would have the leisure to look into the corner? Of course, another important prerequisite was that the bus was traveling with a crosswind, and large raindrops were hitting our side window with a pattering sound, making it difficult for anyone to hear our movements.
My eyes swept over Bai Jie's face; she was clearly aroused, her fair cheeks slightly flushed, and her watery eyes held a mixture of shyness and resentment.
"No," she pleaded again as my fingers continued to move up her thigh, "Don't touch there, what if someone sees us?"
Her words reflected her true feelings, and I knew the ice was beginning to melt. My fingers slightly parted her warm, supple thighs, and I felt the beautiful woman aroused by my teasing. I couldn't help but feel even more excited, a heat rising in my lower abdomen, which involuntarily swelled.
"Don't worry, no one will see..."
I reassured her sensitive nerves again. I kept sucking on her red lips, which helped to alleviate her anxiety to some extent.
"Chen Chunyu, please spare me... don't do this anymore... if someone finds out..."
She whimpered... but on the other hand, this situation also excited her more, which was an undeniable fact.
Fear and desire had numbed her mind, but now it was gradually regaining its heat, bringing unparalleled pleasure to her whole body.
I understood Bai Jie's state, so I slowed down my movements considerably, my hand continuing to gently caress her tender breasts. She let out soft moans and gasps, her half-closed eyes seeming to flow with red flames, her body unconsciously twisting in my arms, slowly relaxing, temporarily forgetting that my hand was still below.
I gently touched Bai Jie's plump thighs, enjoying the smooth touch. Two completely different expressions appeared on her face, one of tension and one of intoxication. However, one hand was no longer blocking my chest, but slowly grabbing my shirt, like a drowning person grasping at a straw.
Feeling my large hand attack, her sexy thighs trembled slightly, desperately trying to squeeze her legs together. But she couldn't withstand my relentless assault; her legs were completely powerless, and her feeble resistance was quickly overwhelmed.
Perhaps everyone harbors a hidden desire to conquer, which surfaces under the right circumstances. At this moment, Bai Jie's chaotic thoughts seemed to unleash the demons within her. Her body stiffened as if electrocuted, allowing me to manipulate her at will.
My hand twitched slightly between her thighs, and my hand teased and caressed her body. Bai Jie's originally alluring eyes were now filled with a hazy desire, her hair falling loose, her face displaying a dreamlike expression that was both painful and satisfied.
"Is it comfortable?"
I suddenly stopped and asked with a smile.
"Mmm...no..."
Bai Jie, lost in desire, only managed half an answer before realizing her mistake. She hurriedly opened her eyes, but then turned her head away in embarrassment, trying to avoid my advances.
But how could I let her go so easily? I held Bai Jie tightly in my arms, suppressing her writhing movements. I turned her face away with one hand, preventing her from turning her head. Unable to move, Bai Jie could only close her eyes and turn her head towards me, her hands scratching at my chest through her shirt. Especially her alluring little mouth, opening and closing with an expectant ambiguity.
Seeing Bai Jie's reaction, I continued to lower my head and suckle. She seemed to relax her body, experiencing unprecedented pleasure, her body convulsing and twisting.
Under the combined assault, especially as her body felt an increasingly intense emptiness and tingling, a primal physiological urge to be filled, dominated, and possessed by a man overwhelmed her. Bai Jie couldn't help but let out her first soft moan of the night: "Chen Chunyu... oh... please stop, don't do this, don't... okay..."
Of course, she knew she was in the car, so her voice was very soft, almost inaudible to me.
I ignored her words and continued to slowly move my hand along her inner thigh, letting the friction between our bodies continue to arouse her passion, while constantly kissing her lips, trying to soothe her tension and suppress any words of protest in her mind.
Bai Jie probably knew that no matter what she said, I wouldn't give up easily. Plus, she was now completely powerless from my teasing, so she could only retreat step by step, letting me do as I pleased.
Her body could no longer control this primal call; under this man's domineering methods, she didn't know where she was, gradually adapting to this man she had only met twice, this shameless man. Bai Jie, with her strong traditional values, repeatedly told herself she couldn't accept an extramarital affair, her inner voice screaming, "Bai Jie, you...you can't."
But the feeling of this physical intimacy was too wonderful; she wanted to refuse, but it wasn't easy, especially suppressing the intensely burgeoning desire within her. She forced back her throat, controlling her emotions that were teetering on the edge. She knew that if she wasn't careful, she would scream.
Undoubtedly, this restraint was arduous. A fine layer of sweat appeared on her fair face. She frowned, clenched her teeth, and breathed rapidly through her nose under my assault. Her hands gripped my shirt, two buttons already torn open.
Suddenly, Bai Jie seemed to go mad. Her left hand clenched tightly around my chest, her nails digging into my flesh. She pressed her body against me forcefully, her thighs clamping tightly together. Her whole body convulsed, and moans of satisfaction and pleasure escaped from her nose. After a full two minutes, Bai Jie seemed to be released, letting out a long breath, and collapsed into my arms.
Once she had fully calmed down, she realized she was intimately touching me. She hurriedly braced herself against my chest, sitting up in my lap. Meeting my teasing gaze, Bai Jie lowered her head in a panic, unsure what to do. When my hand moved inside her skirt, she reacted, quickly whispering, "Take your hand...out." Seeing my hand, her face flushed crimson. She hurriedly took a tissue from her small bag by the car window and wiped my face. Her hands trembled uncontrollably from her panic, and the tissue fell several times.
"Don't be afraid..."
I knew that reason had returned to her mind at this moment. After all, having an affair with a man she had only met twice would be a burden for anyone, especially since we were in a car.
When I kissed Bai Jie's lips, she only resisted slightly before yielding. At this moment, she was at her most vulnerable, unsure how to refuse the physical intimacy they had already shared.
Perhaps due to the excitement from before, her body was much more sensitive. Soon, under my stimulation, her fullness became firm again, and her eyes revealed a hint of desire. When I skillfully caressed her body again, her resistance was noticeably weaker than before, almost negligible. She only showed a slight hesitation before giving up, allowing me to take liberties with her.
Just like that, Bai Jie seemed resigned, her body writhing in my arms, moans of satisfaction and pleasure constantly escaping her throat. Her hands involuntarily clung tightly to my waist, like an octopus that had obtained a treasure.
I quietly withdrew my right hand, loosened my belt, and then grasped Bai Jie's delicate hand again, letting her stroke my lower abdomen.
Bai Jie immediately understood what was about to happen and struggled to break free. I whispered in her ear, sounding aggrieved, "Sister Bai, you were satisfied just now, but I haven't..."
Her body trembled, and she murmured repeatedly, "I...I..."
I knew I couldn't miss this opportunity. Taking advantage of her momentary daze and intense internal struggle, I forcefully pulled her small hand down again and pressed my lips heavily against hers. In an instant, Bai Jie panicked, unsure whether to let go. A surge of heat rose from her abdomen, and she couldn't break free from my embrace even if she wanted to. Her soft body was held tightly by my strong arms, and she couldn't move at all.
She was somewhat helpless, probably dealing with something like this for the first time, and didn't know whether to refuse or continue. Deep down, she even felt a sense of fear towards me, as if she was vaguely afraid of making me angry.
Her pride flared up again. This dignified and beautiful young woman had never experienced anything like this before, never been so lewdly handled by a man, let alone in her current state. Even with her husband, she wouldn't allow him to do such a thing to her; she'd never even dreamed of it.
Yet, on a crowded bus, in an inconspicuous corner, she was experiencing something like a dream. The man in front of her was only thirty centimeters away, separated only by a high backrest.
The man seemed very dissatisfied with her sluggishness, constantly giving her silent commands, his hands becoming increasingly rough as he touched her body. She struggled helplessly, like a hunter with nowhere to run. When her chaste hands were caught in that struggle of shame and despair, she knew she had no way out and could only passively satisfy the man's rising desire.
When they actually touched, a strange thought arose in her mind—she compared him to her husband. She had just touched his chest; he was indeed stronger than her husband, especially his pectoral muscles, bulging with a wild, untamed power that her weak, bookish husband couldn't even lift a chicken.
Comparison is the best form of judgment; he seemed superior to her husband—even Bai Jie was startled by her own thought, quickly stopping herself from indulging in these immoral thoughts.
This couldn't go on, this couldn't go on. Her hands seemed to want to refuse, but she was afraid of disappointing someone. Whom she was afraid of disappointing was obvious, but now it was merely an instinctive action, completely unaware of her own behavior. Humans are multifaceted; consciousness determines behavior. This man's bold and direct assault was something Bai Jie had never experienced before; it was a huge wave crashing through her otherwise mundane life.
I had already released her, instead embracing Bai Jie's body, while her hands moved gently, seemingly accustomed to my intrusion, or perhaps completely lost in desire.
I gently nibbled at her earlobe, whispering in an extremely ambiguous tone, "Sister Bai, would you like to lie on my lap?"
She gave a muffled "Mmm," probably not understanding what I meant at all, perhaps even too engrossed in passion to hear what I was saying.
When I moved her body to lie down, she finally came to her senses, asking with a hint of confusion, "What are you doing?"
"Lie on my lap and sleep for a while,"
I said, suppressing my shock. Looking at her slightly parted lips, I felt a surge of excitement for what was about to happen.
"Then let go," she said, still unaware of my purpose, obediently lying down. I lifted the thick clothes covering my legs, instantly revealing my lower body half-naked.
"Ah...you..."
She finally realized what was happening, frantically struggling to lift her head, but I pressed her hair down.
She was both anxious and angry, but she was no match for me in strength. In desperation, she pinched my leg hard with her hand. I loosened my grip, and she took the opportunity to break free from my hold, sit up straight, her face flushed, panting heavily, and staring blankly ahead.
This time, when I put my arm around her shoulder, her resistance was fierce. She glared at me with an unyielding expression. I knew she was determined, but I wouldn't allow her to resist. I pressed down hard on her shoulder, forcefully turning her head so she was facing me.
I saw defiance in her eyes. When I tried to kiss her lips, her teeth clenched tightly, refusing to loosen their grip.
Bai Jie's hair was disheveled from the earlier teasing. She looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, struggling helplessly in my arms.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I got too excited just now,"
I said softly.
Tears welled up in Bai Jie's eyes, and she stammered, "You torture me like this..."
"I'm sorry," I apologized again, trying to kiss away her tears. This time, Bai Jie didn't resist, only stiffening in my arms. When my lips touched hers, she finally released her teeth.

Chapter 142
Soon, Bai Jie's breathing became rapid again; her body, clearly still sensitive from the recent climax, was extremely sensitive. Although her eyes held a hint of sorrow, they were also brimming with desire. I smiled inwardly, my hands moving faster across her chest, teasing her sensitive skin.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her alluring eyes seemed to overflow with tears, her cheeks still damp with tears yet concealing a spring-like passion as vibrant as peach blossoms, a few fine beads of sweat clinging to the tip of her nose, her lips slightly parted as she breathed softly. The faint fragrance emanating from the young woman's body intoxicated me.
I've always believed that a woman's most beautiful moment is after an orgasm, her face flushed, her passion surging, her body exuding a unique fragrance—that kind of beauty is the most natural, the most charming, the most adorable.
"Sister Bai, you...you're so captivating when you orgasm!"
I couldn't help but whisper in her ear, biting her skin.
"Mmm... Chen Chunyu... don't say anymore..."
At this moment, she was already in a daze, her eyes filled with seductive allure. When my hand suddenly kneaded her full breasts, seeing her furrowed brows and clenched teeth, as if enduring or unable to bear the stimulation, made me feel even more comfortable.
Perhaps Sister Bai didn't realize at this time that an accident had ignited the desires that had been hidden deep in her heart for a long time. If a person's desires are not suppressed at the beginning, they are like weeds on a wasteland, impossible to burn out, always growing back. Especially those desires that have been suppressed for a long time, once they show a corner, they will grow rapidly, like a flood that has broken its dam, you can no longer stop them, and you will keep finding excuses and reasons to indulge the wildness in your heart.
"Sister Bai, do you want to lie on my lap and sleep now?"
I asked softly again.
"Bastard... you... you bastard..."
She naturally understood the meaning in my words, her bright eyes slightly open, too embarrassed and annoyed to say anything, her ears were red, revealing infinite coquettishness.
Although Bai Jie felt a little awkward being held like this, her body gradually relaxed under my caresses. It was as if the cramped car seat had isolated her from the outside world, leaving only the two of us. She could clearly feel the man's hands caressing her chest, which felt incredibly comfortable—something she had long dreamed of. She closed her eyes, enjoying the man's touch.
My hands became increasingly audacious. I glanced around; the lighting was still dim, and as far as my eyes could see, only the two of us were visible. Everyone else was obscured, so I grew bolder. I pulled my thick clothes up to cover myself, and while Bai Jie had her eyes closed, I quietly unbuttoned one of the buttons on her shirt.
Bai Jie trembled slightly, biting her cherry lips, her beautiful eyes shyly closed, breathing heavily with passion, enjoying the waves of pleasure. She dared not make a sound, so she didn't notice my mischievous actions. I slowly pushed up her bra, letting her breasts come into full contact with my gentle hands.
Feeling a chill on her chest, she snapped out of her daze, opening her blurry eyes to find her shirt pulled open, exposing her ample breasts to the light. Startled, she frantically tried to pull away from my arms, her delicate hands hastily tugging at her clothes to cover her embarrassing exposed skin.
"Sister Bai, I want to sleep in your arms…don't disturb me,"
I said with a sly smile, kissing her cheek softly. "Pull your clothes down to cover my head."
She didn't understand my intentions, but seeing that I was no longer being intimate with her, she felt a slight sense of relief mixed with regret, muttering softly, "What are you going to do now?"
I didn't answer her, instead twisting my body to lie on my side in Bai Jie's arms, then pulling my clothes down to cover my head, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
Of course, I wasn't going to be so obedient. Feeling Bai Jie place her hand on my head, my hand began to move under her clothes again, lifting the hem of her top and sucking on her smooth belly. She was instantly aroused, her heart trembling as if struck by lightning, her body going limp and weak. She was both ashamed and afraid, knowing that even if she resisted, I wouldn't stop. She could only clutch her thick clothes and pull them up to cover my head, hiding what was happening inside.
My hand then slipped between her thighs, caressing her smooth stockings, intentionally avoiding her sensitive areas. I wanted Sister Bai to slowly experience that wonderful feeling.
Sure enough, the temperature between her legs quickly rose. The areas I had touched seemed to be catalyzed, bringing waves of slight itching, as if something was about to burst forth. Especially the tender skin in her sensitive areas, she could feel a pleasurable and comfortable sensation with each of my movements, making her instinctively want to tighten her thighs for more direct physical stimulation. Her body felt somewhat empty, craving more powerful and comprehensive caresses. Unconsciously, her body slid downwards, pressing her against the man's fingers.
Noticing Bai Jie's movements, I knew she craved more direct stimulation. But I stopped, lifted my head from her embrace, rested it against her chest, and smiled at her, remaining still.
My departure deprived her of her source of pleasure. Seeing my gaze, she knew perfectly well my teasing, feeling both ashamed and annoyed. She pinched me lightly, seemingly as a warning, yet also as a urging. I, however, thrust my head into her full breasts. Her buttons were still undone, making it easy for me to reach her.
"You're crazy..."
The stimulation of her sensitive areas made Bai Jie tremble again. She never expected me to do something so shameful, pulling open her shirt and sucking on it in the car... She felt her body tense uncomfortably, so she pulled her thick clothes up further to cover my actions, her small mouth exhaling hot breath, her body twisting restlessly.
When Bai Jie reached her climax again, she was almost on the verge of a breakdown. Completely oblivious to my presence with her full breasts in my mouth, she leaned against the glass, breathing heavily and making soft moaning sounds.
I, too, enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by her fullness, as if lying on a bed of cotton, burying my head in her chest, clearly hearing Bai Jie's strong heartbeat, gradually returning to normal. Just as I was about to lift my head from her chest, I suddenly felt a slight, rapid breathing sound. Although the raindrops were pattering outside the window, I could still hear it clearly.
Was someone peeping? That was my first thought, but I immediately dismissed it. According to the principle of light reflection, if he had seen us, there was no reason I couldn't see others. But the breathing sound just now clearly belonged to a third person. What was going on? Could it be eavesdropping? Impossible. Who could have such keen hearing as me? Besides, all I could hear outside was the patter of raindrops. Could I have misheard?
To verify if I had misheard, a thought struck me, and I continued to caress her fair, full breasts, teasing the delicate blush on her skin.
"Hoo..."
This time I really heard it. This is a huge loss! My first thought was to cover Bai Jie's breasts to prevent her from being exposed any further. But this thought only flashed through my mind, because I really couldn't figure out how someone could see us.
Just as I thoughtfully looked up, my gaze fell on the car window. Raindrops streaked the glass, and a hurried face was vaguely reflected inside.
Ah, that's it! I suddenly understood. I hadn't considered this. The glass—the person saw Bai Jie's reflection through the blurry glass. There was a gap of about two centimeters between the window and the seat, allowing the people in the row in front to vaguely see our actions. This joke has gone too far!
I've let someone watch me and Bai Jie tease each other for so long! The rapid breathing around me was incredibly clear, but I could tell from the reflection in the window that it was a woman in front of me. Although I couldn't see her face clearly, I felt a little calmer. After all, being seen by a woman wasn't too bad.
Just as I was about to cover Bai Jie's clothes, another thought came to me: you want to see, right? I'll let you see as much as you want. I continued my ravaging of Bai Jie's chest, and sure enough, the woman by the window was breathing more rapidly. I even saw her seat shaking slightly; clearly, she was also aroused by our teasing.
"Cold..."
Bai Jie whimpered softly at this moment. I then remembered that she had been naked for a long time, and I felt a pang of sympathy. I sat up and carefully buttoned up Bai Jie's clothes, then let her lean against me.
After two intimate encounters, Bai Jie no longer resisted, nestling her body against my chest, her hair constantly brushing against my neck.
"Was that comfortable?"
I asked, my hand still inside her skirt.
"Mmm," she murmured, barely audible. "Take your hand out now,"
she requested, blushing.
I felt a little awkward with my hands, so I let her take it out and wipe herself. Then I carefully put the tissue into my bag. She seemed very meticulous, not wanting to leave any trace on the train.
"Why don't you wipe down there..."
I teased. "Aren't you uncomfortable? Take off your panties and I'll wipe you." I reached out to remove her panties.
"No!" Bai Jie refused repeatedly, but she couldn't resist my persistence. Finally, blushing, she pulled them off her thighs, leaving marks on her stockings.
Seeing me holding her intimate item, Bai Jie embarrassedly tried to wipe herself again under her skirt, then put it in my bag like a treasure.
"What are you doing? Give it to me!"
She then realized that if this continued, she would probably have to go to X City naked.
Just as we were arguing, the car finally entered a brightly lit area, which should be the toll station of X city. I looked out the window at the illuminated sign, and sure enough, it was a toll station. I said, "We're almost there."
Bai Jie saw that I was being unreasonable and couldn't do anything about it. She was shy and couldn't force me, so she just tightened her legs, afraid of exposing herself.
Entering X city, although it was raining, it gave people a very warm feeling, just like what Mr. Ba Jin wrote in "The Lamp": "The dim light of a few lamps, or even just one lamp, may not be able to completely illuminate the darkness, but it can bring a little courage and a little warmth to some sleepless people in the cold night. These lights were not lit for me, but even I received a little of their grace—a little light, a little heat. The light dispelled the darkness in my heart, and the heat fostered its growth."
Bai Jie also looked out the window, her face full of joy. Gradually, the sleeping people were woken up by their companions next to them, and the carriage began to get noisy, with people's voices gradually growing louder. Considering the others in the carriage, she sat up straight from my lap, though her face was still flushed. She didn't resist when I took her hand.
We held hands, admiring the beautiful night view. As if to match the quiet night sky, the rain lessened considerably, so I opened the window a crack. A gust of cold wind rushed in, and Bai Jie shivered, quickly pulling her thick coat tighter. Because it was the early morning, there were no cars on the road; this was probably the quietest time of day in the city. In another hour or two, it would be bustling again. After
about twenty more minutes, the bus stopped. The tour leader started walking around the bus, calling out, "Those sleeping, wake up! We've arrived. We're getting off to go to the hotel and assign rooms. Wake up!"
When he reached us, Bai Jie quickly pulled her hand away from mine.
The team leader went down to negotiate. Apparently, we also had someone in charge in X city, so the handover went very smoothly. They quickly told us to pack our things and get off the bus, repeatedly emphasizing that no one should leave anything behind. I took all my bags, and seeing that Bai Jie's suitcase wasn't small either, I ignored her objections and grabbed it, letting her carry it off the bus with her small pocket. Only
after getting off the bus did I realize that I hadn't even noticed who the woman spying on us by the window was. I only remembered that she seemed to be wearing white. Unfortunately, with so many women around and it being dark, I couldn't tell anymore, which I found regrettable.
We shared a suite; I don't know if it was random or pre-assigned. I was assigned to a chubby man in his thirties who looked kind and gentle, but I knew that few people in the bank were truly trustworthy, so I made a point of befriending him. We chatted happily, but it was already past midnight, so we needed to rest; we had activities the next day. After showering, we went to bed.
Thinking about what happened in the car, I felt a little like I was in a dream. I'm becoming more and more absurd. If someone finds out, there's probably no way to clean up the mess. I need to be more restrained in the future. Although I got my hands on her tonight, my body wasn't satisfied, so I went to sleep with a little regret.
I was sound asleep, but Bai Jie in the other room was suffering terribly. She rushed into her room to take a shower, but then she suddenly remembered that she was naked under her skirt. She didn't dare to go first and had to let the other woman in the room shower first. After she went into the bathroom, she carefully took out her underwear from her bag. Thinking about what had happened, she couldn't help but feel annoyed and remorseful.

Chapter 143
Was it a dream, or not? Entering the bathroom, Bai Jie carefully plugged in the latch before taking off her clothes. Looking at the marks on her breasts from the abuse, she realized that everything that had happened in the car was real.
Women all have a kind of fantasy, or perhaps it's their nature. When they see men staring at them, they feel annoyed but also secretly delighted, captivated by their own charm. Bai Jie was no exception. Whenever she felt men staring at her at work, she felt a surge of excitement, though this remained only in her heart; she dared not reveal it. In her personal life, she was spotless and tried her best not to cause misunderstandings. After all, she was a dignified and proper woman; she had a husband, though she rarely saw him for a month or two.
Perhaps for other reasons, although she dressed conservatively on the outside, her underwear was very brightly colored—a subconscious behavior she might not even be aware of. Of course, she had never physically betrayed her husband; it was just that sometimes at night, lying alone in bed, she would have wild thoughts, fantasizing about shameful scenes, but it was just wishful thinking. Sometimes she even found it strange that she, already married, still had such girlish fantasies.
She also had her own privacy, so she didn't like others entering her bedroom, and sometimes she didn't even know what those secrets in her heart were.
Bai Jie stared at the frosted glass in the bathroom. The evaporating steam made her reflection faintly visible, revealing her figure. Her full, firm breasts trembled gently with her movements, and her bare, fair thighs perfectly accentuated the beautiful curves of her waist, hips, and legs—a sensual temptation! "
My body is so beautiful," she thought smugly. "Even that young girl envies my figure. Heh, all the women in my department secretly envy my body. How come it hasn't changed after so many years of marriage?"
She let the warm water wash over her body, her delicate frame trembling slightly. In the misty air, everything seemed like a fairyland. "That bastard! He just humiliated me like that, with his hands, and his mouth… He's so old and still… Doesn't he feel ashamed?" Bai Jie chuckled, her hands searching for the marks of time. The scene replayed in her mind: he had taken advantage of her while she slept. When the man embraced her, Bai Jie's body stiffened, her mind went blank, and she had no idea how to resist his advances. In that moment of distraction, she clearly felt the man's lecherous hands caressing her body, slipping inside her clothes, and wantonly kneading her tender breasts, as if savoring a delicious delicacy. His fingers were completely immersed in them.
Bai Jie was both ashamed and angry. She had never had such intimate contact with anyone other than her husband before. In her dazed state, she had allowed a man she had only met twice to touch her inside her clothes. Her face flushed red, and she wanted to shout, "No...stop..."
But her mouth opened and no sound came out. She realized that she was in the car. If she shouted and caught this lecherous man in time, she probably wouldn't get anything out of it. Besides, those devilish hands seemed to have magic power, skillfully stimulating her sensitive areas wherever they touched. Her body stiffened instantly, and she desperately squeezed her long, soft legs together.
"No..."
Her breathing became heavier, and she bit her lower lip, desperately trying to cut off the strange sensation coming from her chest. But she was wearing a dress, the material of which was very thin, and she could clearly feel every subtle movement of his hands.
Just as she was about to collapse, the bus stopped at a gas station, and Bai Jie was finally able to catch her breath. In the restroom, she locked herself in and took a few deep breaths, but when she saw her own physical reaction, her face burned again. To be assaulted like this in a luxury bus full of people… she actually had a reaction! She instantly hated herself and loathed the humiliation this man had brought her, yet she still couldn't express the shame and despair in her heart.
When she got back on the bus, she deliberately put on a stern face and didn't give him a friendly look, hoping he would back down. But after a while, she realized that her attitude was meaningless. He seemed unmoved and even became more aggressive.
"No...no...no!..."
When the man's hand slipped inside her skirt, she almost cried out, but her pride prevented her from pleading. Afraid of being seen in such an embarrassing state, she could only helplessly twist and turn, trying to escape. But after several feeble struggles, she was still trapped, especially as her body grew increasingly weak and sore under the pressure. Not only were her lips violated, but her sensitive breasts were also relentlessly rubbed and played with. She tried to press down on his hands, using her suit to block his lecherous touch, but she hadn't anticipated that this would lead to another problem; he also penetrated her skirt, and her reserved body gradually crumbled in shame.
Bai Jie tried to suppress her body's reaction and close her legs, but her body became completely uncontrollable under the man's manipulation. With each caress, her snow-white thighs seemed boneless, undulating like waves.
She felt dizzy, her body involuntarily becoming aroused, a burning itch rising within her. "No... I can't do this... I can't hold on much longer..." Her heart cried out in despair, her body trembling helplessly, struggling for her last breath. But with each of the man's actions, her resistance grew weaker and weaker, her confidence waning.
A thought began to surface within her: she didn't dislike this man, at least not physically. He was strong and quite attractive. "Husband, you're coming... I don't want to betray you...
" "Ah! No... No!"
Bai Jie's eyes were tightly shut, her beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly. She was going crazy. The last vestiges of reason told her she couldn't betray her lover, but her body was desperately craving him. Especially when the man's large, powerful hand gently caressed her soft, white breasts, his movements practiced and patient, gentle yet strong. She couldn't hold back any longer...
"No, don't do this... Not in the car, there are people..."
At this moment, psychologically, Bai Jie could no longer refuse. Faced with the man's all-encompassing assault, her surrender was inevitable. Her psychological and physical defenses were gradually crumbling.
No man had ever dared to be so bold with her. Even her husband, who had been quite proper during their blind date, was now aggressive, like a hungry wolf, and she was his prey. Feeling the man's smug lewdness, her mind was filled with shame and indignation. She desperately tried to suppress her body's reactions, gritting her teeth to endure this lover-like yet wicked caress. But the man gave her no chance to catch her breath, his tongue teasing her mouth, sucking on everything.
She dared not open her eyes; psychologically, she could no longer resist. She could only close her eyes, giving herself a chance to deceive herself: "This is a dream, I didn't see anything… Just once… Just like this once… No, absolutely not, not even once, please…" A barely audible plea escaped Bai Jie's throat.
But even she hadn't anticipated her orgasm coming so quickly, before she could even react. This caused her to mentally collapse. "I've already done this with him, I've already done this with this man!" All of this subtly changed her feelings towards him. Having experienced it once, the second time was a natural progression. Bai Jie let go of her inhibitions, and once she did, she realized that deep down, she had harbored this expectation from the very beginning.
Although she still resisted somewhat, on this late-night train, she briefly forgot about ethics and morality, forgot about her husband, and acted as if she were dreaming, completely immersed in the passion with the man before her.
Her body, which she had never opened to another man except her husband, obediently lay in his arms, enjoying his caresses and being played with at his will. The purity she had always carefully protected was being violated by this man she had only met twice, even with other people in the seats in front of her. She shyly and helplessly allowed him to caress her soft body, letting him lick her skirt. Her reactions grew slower and slower as she shyly immersed herself in this intoxicating stimulation.
It was a hallucination, absolutely a hallucination. I was just dreaming. If someone were watching what was happening in the corner, it would be very strange. A young woman had her eyes closed, muttering to herself, as if dreaming. But in this corner, the dignified young woman was enduring some kind of caress...
A tingling, itchy sensation spread throughout her body, making her feel like she was about to convulse. "Ah...no...don't...you can't do this..."
She opened her eyes. The water in the bathroom was still running. Only then did Bai Jie realize that she had just had another orgasm.
The dream and reality merged. Lying in bed, the woman in the same room was already fast asleep, but she was still haunted by what had happened in the bathroom. She realized that the man she had been fantasizing about was Chen Chunyu, not her husband. Suddenly, Bai Jie was terrified, as if she had fallen into a terrible dream. She didn't sleep well all night, and her eyes were still red when she got up for the morning assembly.
When I got up in the morning, Xu Pangzi and I got up almost at the same time. We went into the bathroom one after the other. He glanced at me while brushing his teeth, which made me feel embarrassed. How could you watch someone urinate like that?
"Hehe, don't worry, I'm not a pervert," he chuckled and rinsed his mouth. "I didn't realize you were born with such extraordinary talent, little brother."
I almost spilled my drink on the floor. This guy was way too familiar with me. We'd only known each other for less than 24 hours and he was already talking about this topic. He seemed to be a kindred spirit, I thought to myself.
"So-so," I could only mumble modestly.
"Hehe,"
he seemed to sense my embarrassment and didn't explain further, "It's not easy to get out here. How about I take you out for some fun tonight?" He finished, giving me that knowing look that all men understand.
"Sure," I smiled back, not refusing.
Although it was a cloudy day, the city had a unique charm after the rain, especially the humid air, which felt refreshing.
We paid for our own breakfast, since each person had a two-yuan meal allowance that could be reimbursed later. Since we were already quite familiar with each other, we went downstairs together to buy breakfast. The steamed buns here were good, thin-skinned and fragrant. We ordered two baskets and ate them sitting at the street corner. We saw other people come to eat too; although we didn't know them, we recognized them from the bus.
When we arrived at the meeting point, everyone gradually gathered. Bai Jie avoided me, not daring to come within three meters of me, seemingly terrified. I didn't think much of it, but knowing we were going to climb a mountain today, all the women wore casual pants and shoes. Because there were so many people, we split into two groups. Our guide was a young woman in her early twenties, wearing a red t-shirt. Her face was dark, probably from being outdoors for long periods exposed to the wind and sun. She kept waving a small flag to remind us to keep up. Our first stop was
the Great X Kingdom Temple, supposedly one of the ten most famous temples of the Great Qin Kingdom, but now it had been completely turned into a tourist attraction. There were iron fences at the entrance, and someone was standing at the fence collecting entrance fees, which felt very strange. It was the first time I had ever seen a temple with its gates sealed off.
Entering, I was somewhat disappointed. Inside, you couldn't feel any Zen at all; it was noisy everywhere, with tourists thronging the area. If it weren't for the smell of incense in the air, I would have thought I was in a market. Occasionally, I'd see a monk, but that was even more disappointing. He was only wearing a single robe, and underneath, I could clearly see he was wearing trousers and leather shoes. I guessed he was just doing a friendly cameo. What
was even more frustrating was his constant hawking of various trinkets to tourists, haggling incessantly like a shrewd merchant.
"What, aren't you going to buy one? This is a jade pendant blessed by a highly virtuous monk,"
Aunt Xing's voice rang out behind me as I idly looked at a pair of stone fish in front of the hall.
"Hehe, I'm not a Buddhist. What about you? Why don't you buy one?"
I retorted.
"Like you, I'm a Christian." She was wearing casual clothes today, the tailored fit was exquisite, simple and clean. Although it didn't show off her perfect figure, it gave off a different feeling. She lacked the dignity of an elder, making her seem like an older sister.
"But you'd better buy one, otherwise Wang Qian will be furious with you when you get back. You didn't even bring her a gift on your trip,"
she added.
"That's true, but this thing is so unoriginal. Anyway, we're going on a trip for several days, so let's see what local specialties we can bring her."

Chapter 144
"Yeah, these things are really just to fool people. Let's go take a look at the side hall."
Aunt Xing pointed to a small archway and said, "There are fewer people there, so we can rest. I'm a bit tired after walking around for so long."
"Okay, I wanted to say that. If I knew we were just going to visit this temple, I might as well have just stayed in the hotel and slept."
I nodded as well. Neither of us disturbed the tour guide, because the guide had already told us that we could explore freely once we entered, as long as we remembered to meet back at the designated time. After
passing through the archway, we discovered another world. This must be a detached courtyard of the Great X Kingdom Temple, filled with bamboo, with only a few small paths carved out in the middle by stone mills for people to walk on. I never expected to find such a beautiful scene here. I couldn't help but exclaim, "A winding path
leads to a secluded spot, where a Zen room is nestled among flowers and trees." Although there were no flowers or trees, the Zen atmosphere remained undiminished. At first glance, the bamboo seemed scattered and chaotic, but upon closer inspection, I could discern a certain artistic conception. I knew that the person who planted the bamboo must have been a master, so I examined it more closely.
Aunt Xing, having shed her dignified and serious demeanor, seemed much younger, constantly treading on the grass beside the stone mill with amusement.
"Let's rest here for a while,"
she suddenly said, just as I was lost in thought.
"Oh, okay," I quickly snapped out of my daze and looked at Aunt Xing sitting on a square stone. I felt slightly awkward because the stone wasn't too big for two people, but it would require close contact. However, she obviously didn't notice and shifted her body to the side, saying, "It's okay, it's not cold."
I had no choice but to put my backpack down on the grass and sit down. I had heard Wang Xia say that Aunt Xing usually paid great attention to her appearance, but she didn't use expensive cosmetics like those fashionable, vulgar women to maintain her looks. Instead, she dressed herself up through her clothing. Although she was without makeup, she gave people a sense of natural beauty, like a lotus emerging from clear water, without any artificial embellishment. Even at work or in formal occasions, she appeared noble and elegant. However, I doubt Wang Xia had ever seen her dressed like this before. I stole a few glances at Aunt Xing, who was standing close to me. Her slightly tight casual pants accentuated her long, shapely legs and full, rounded buttocks, making her look more like an older sister than a leader.
She leaned against a large rock, comfortably reclining, a few fine beads of sweat clinging to her nose. The faint fragrance emanating from her delicate body made me feel slightly dazed. I quickly looked away, focusing on an osmanthus tree not far above us. Bai Jie's image floated into my mind, and I felt a pang of regret. I figured I wouldn't have a chance during the day; after all, I was on a group trip, and it wouldn't be easy to secretly call her out.
"Chen Chunyu, Chen Chunyu," Aunt Xing called again just as I was lost in thought.
"What?"
I turned around quickly, and because we were already quite close, my elbow bumped into her chest, causing her full breasts to tremble slightly. Aunt Xing blushed instantly, quickly pulling back to create some distance between us, giving me an uneasy glare. I felt nervous too, and even more guilty. I wanted to apologize but didn't know how to say it.
"What's wrong? Is it so boring talking to an old woman like me? Were you asleep just now?"
She noticed my embarrassment and quickly changed the subject, teasing me.
"Nonsense! You're not old at all. You're about the same age as Sister Wang, and you look like you're in your twenties. I bet if no one knew us, they'd think we were husband and wife... my sister."
I almost misspoke in my haste to defend myself, thankfully I didn't say "husband and wife."
But Aunt Xing noticed, her face flushed, and she immediately straightened up and said, "You, Chen Chunyu, I never knew you were so glib in private. You even dared to take advantage of me. How dare you be so disrespectful! Do you really want to call me 'sister'?"
Even a fool could tell she wasn't angry. After all, praising a woman's appearance, no matter how cheesy, is never wrong. It's like praising someone else's child for being smart—it always works. I figured this out back in middle school. Our English teacher, Ms. Chen, often punished me by making me recite texts at her house after morning self-study. At first, I was terrified; I'd get so excited I couldn't recite them. Later, when I was reciting, her little boy, who was in kindergarten, came over and bothered me. I casually remarked, "Ms. Chen, this is your son. You can tell he's very smart; he'll definitely be amazing when he grows up." Just that one sentence, and Ms. Chen, who usually had a stern face, surprisingly made me sit down and recite. Although I stammered through it, she didn't criticize me at all. After that, I got smarter. Whenever I got into trouble and had to go to the teacher's house for punishment, I'd praise the little boy—it was always a safe bet.
However, what I said to Aunt Xing just now wasn't flattery. She looked very young, at first glance only about thirty-four or thirty-five years old. I pretended to be aggrieved and said, "To be honest, if Brother Zheng and Sister Wang hadn't pressured me so much that night, I really wouldn't want to call you Aunt Xing." She was indeed taken aback, wondering what I was up to.
"You look at most twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, at most my older sister. I feel like I've already suffered a great loss by calling you older sister."
After saying the first flattering sentence, the second wasn't too difficult, but I also felt that the last sentence was a bit too much.
"You brat," she laughed and scolded, "You're getting more and more presumptuous. How can you be so disrespectful? Call me Auntie."
After saying that, she smacked my head, giving me a slight punishment.
But after giggling for a while, she held back and said, "I know you're flattering me, but I'm not that good. I'm old now, I can't do it anymore."
After saying that, she sighed, her words containing a lot of sadness.
"Aunt Xing, how about we make a bet?"
I thought for a moment and said.
"How do we bet?"
she asked curiously.
"We'll find a stranger to guess your age. If he guesses thirty-five or older, I'll call you Aunt Xing. If he guesses under thirty-five, I'll call you Sister Xing."
I glanced at her and laughed, "The loser can't cheat or use their seniority to pressure me."
"Get lost, you're teasing me again. Who's betting for you? Okay, let's stop here, let's rest for a bit and continue shopping,"
she quickly stopped the conversation when she saw that we were getting more and more intimate.
To be honest, I couldn't quite figure out Aunt Xing. I didn't know which of her masks was real. The enthusiasm of Zheng Changyin's family had aroused my suspicion, and I had also learned about this woman indirectly from Wang Xia. I realized that she was not a simple woman.
Zheng Changyin's father was once the director of the Urban Construction Bureau, and with connections at higher levels, he held a high position of power in the county. Aunt Xing, on the other hand, was supposedly just an accountant at the county fertilizer factory. The couple was more than ten years apart in age. Back then, Mr. Zheng risked being dismissed, investigated, or even fired from his job to marry Aunt Xing, creating a shocking story in the area. It's said that many people privately claimed he married her because she got him pregnant, while others said she was a vixen who had driven Mr. Zheng's ex-wife to her death. In those days, matters of conduct between men and women were very serious. If it weren't for Mayor Guo protecting him, Mr. Zheng would probably have been investigated long ago. I suspect that's part of the reason he never had a chance to rise in
rank. But now, being with Aunt Xing, I don't sense any scheming in her. Although I know she had ulterior motives for inviting me on this trip, I'll deal with whatever comes my way. After thinking it over, I decided to stop guessing her thoughts and just relax and have some fun.
"Chen Chunyu, when did you and Xiaoqian meet?"
Aunt Xing asked again, starting a new topic.
"Oh, we haven't known each other for very long. We met at the hospital when I rescued Wenwen,"
I replied casually.
"Not long? Really? So you two started...started dating?" She looked astonished.
"Yes, it was love at first sight,"
I explained awkwardly, thinking to myself, "You don't know we slept together after just one meeting, and we almost ended up having a scene with her sister sharing a husband.
" "You, you...young people these days are so bold."
She didn't know what to say anymore and changed the subject, asking, "So, what are you planning to do? Are you going to transfer to the county? That way you'll be closer to Xiaoqian..."
"No, I haven't even thought about it,"
I answered, then suddenly realized something was wrong. I hadn't even considered transferring to the county. Was my feeling for Wang Qian really as thin as paper? Perhaps subconsciously, I felt disdain for her sleeping with me after only one meeting, and that's why I thought she was a promiscuous woman. But what right did I have to blame Wang Qian? I never explicitly admitted she was my girlfriend, and she never forced me to. So, when it came to Zhao Na and Wang Xia, I acted without hesitation, never considering her feelings.
Although Wang Qian was carefree, she wasn't stupid. She inevitably noticed some clues, but she never asked me. Wasn't that because she was afraid I would leave her if I found out? Deep down, I knew Wang Qian had actually fallen in love with me, but because of my past, she didn't dare ask for much.
"Now that I'm in Luzhen, I'm focused on making things good there. I haven't thought about anything else,"
I explained belatedly.
"Oh, you're an ambitious person, but you can't neglect work and life,"
Aunt Xing replied.
Just as I was about to nod in agreement, she suddenly jumped up from the rock as if she had been swarmed by a scorpion, screaming in my ear. Then, she frantically grabbed my hand, crying, "Bug, Chen Chunyu...bug!"
It was then that I noticed an unidentified beetle had flown onto her collar. She was shaking her shirt with her other hand, trying to shake it off, but the little insect, sensing the vibration, didn't fly away but crawled towards her neckline. She was instantly terrified, her face turning ashen, completely unaware that she was exposed. Her collar was torn open, clearly revealing her bra and even the rounded shape of her firm, delicate breasts.
I was stunned; I hadn't expected a small insect to frighten Aunt Xing like this. When I came to my senses, I was too embarrassed to reach out, because the insect had already crawled to her neckline and was burrowing inside.
"Quick, Chen Chunyu, catch it..."
Aunt Xing grabbed her collar with her hands, completely oblivious to the fact that she was exposing her alluring parts to me. She just leaned forward, letting me catch the beetle.
Her originally rosy face was now pale, her brows furrowed in panic, her long eyelashes trembling slightly with her breath, showing great fear. Below her collar, a pair of full, firm, and soft breasts were rising and falling rapidly, tempting thoughts and even tempting sin. The beetle kept trying to crawl inside, as if trying to burrow in. I swallowed hard, unsure whether I should lend a hand.
"Hurry up, what are you doing?" She kept jumping up and down, staring at the beetle, urging me repeatedly, "Catch it out quickly."
At this moment, you would never believe that this woman, who was the undisputed leader in the banking system, was completely helpless and lost her ability to think clearly because of a small beetle.
"Oh, oh," I said, seeing her flustered expression, and quickly reached out to catch the beetle. But the beetle, sensing danger, leaped and landed on her bra, dodging my hand.
"This…"
I was at a loss for what to do. If I continued, physical contact was inevitable.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up, it's climbing up here, ah..."
Aunt Xing's face was deathly pale, without a trace of blood. She watched helplessly as the beetle crawled up her black bra, about to touch her snow-white skin. She jumped even more violently, trying to shake it off, but the beetle just held on firmly to her clothes, refusing to let go.
"Aunt Xing, I'm sorry." Seeing that the lecherous insect was about to take advantage, I couldn't care less. I slipped my hand inside her collar, and the trembling of her firm, soft breasts through the thin fabric made my blood boil. I saw that Aunt Xing's stunningly beautiful face was deathly pale with fear, her delicate, smooth cheeks framed by a straight, captivating neck.
Although it wasn't intentional, the touch of my fingers on her firm, smooth breasts sent a clear, trembling heat through me. They were firm and elastic, and even for just a moment, my breathing quickened, my heart pounded twice as fast, and I almost didn't want to slip my hand out of her neckline.
As I reached out, Aunt Xing closed her eyes, repeatedly calling out, "Did you take it? Did you take it? Take it quickly!"
"Yes, it's done," I quickly withdrew my hand, avoiding looking at Aunt Xing's face.
"Really?" Her tone immediately relaxed, and she quickly opened her eyes, noticing our awkwardness. She hurriedly straightened her clothes, covering her very alluring area.
"It's this bug," I explained.
"What are you still holding? Throw it on the ground and stomp on it!"
Aunt Xing said, still somewhat frightened. "Why are there so many strange bugs here? Let's go quickly,"
she seemed unwilling to stay a moment longer.
As we turned around, we noticed a couple sitting in the bamboo grove not far away, whispering and pointing at us, their laughter occasionally punctuating their words.

Chapter 145
"Let's hurry,"
Aunt Xing said, seeing the expressions on their faces. She knew exactly what they were talking about; it seemed a deep misunderstanding had arisen, and she couldn't explain. Blushing, she hurried out with me, following the same path, not saying a word to me. She probably didn't know how to face me for a while.
I knew she needed to calm down, so I didn't follow her like a leech, but kept a distance behind. I recalled the scene from earlier, hoping it would happen again. Unexpectedly,
when we came out, the group was no longer in the courtyard; we didn't know which hall they had entered. The Great X Kingdom Temple, having weathered nine dynasties and undergone numerous renovations, now has seven halls, twelve rooms, six large courtyards, and over two hundred rooms, covering more than one hundred acres. Finding a guide was difficult; searching was frustrating. We lost interest in looking and wandered aimlessly through the courtyard with the flow of people. Aunt Xing's expression had returned to calm, but with her own thoughts, she was no longer as close as before, always keeping her distance.
I hadn't expected the sun to peek out so early. I glanced at my watch; it was already past one o'clock. I was startled. Time had flown by; it felt like nothing had happened.
I quickly called out to Aunt Xing, "It's past one o'clock now. Are you hungry? Let's find somewhere to eat."
"Hmm," Aunt Xing nodded, glancing at her watch. We found a shady spot, spread out some newspapers, and started taking things out of our bags and placing them on the newspapers. I looked towards the small groups of people in the distance. I noticed that most of the people at the temple were young; there weren't many devout Buddhists. After all, there are very few Buddhists these days, and even fewer highly accomplished monks.
I ate a few sausages and then grabbed some biscuits. I leaned against the wall reading the newspaper and reached for the Coke bottle next to me. Unexpectedly, I grabbed Aunt Xing's hand instead. It felt smooth and slippery, and she let out a soft gasp. The atmosphere we had just built up immediately became awkward again.
This made our meal together incredibly awkward. We both felt restrained and uncomfortable. We were supposed to have fun, but this unexpected incident had made us both so hesitant. Feeling uncomfortable, I said, "Aunt Xing, I think we shouldn't act like this. What happened was purely accidental. It was an emergency, so let's just pretend it never happened. We can go back to normal. Otherwise, we're both feeling really awkward. We're here to have fun, and this is making us both uncomfortable."
"Hehe, I was thinking the same thing, but I was afraid you'd feel awkward, so I didn't say anything. Once it's out in the open, it's fine. Here…"
she said, picking up a Coke bottle.
"What for?"
I asked stupidly.
"Let's have a cup of tea instead of alcohol. Let's clear up the misunderstanding."
"Okay, that's more like it."
I also picked up a Coke bottle, clinked it against hers, and we both chugged down our drinks. We ended up coughing and choking, which made Aunt Xing laugh out loud. That laugh completely relieved our awkwardness.
As we were eating, a little girl came over carrying a metal stand filled with embroidered trinkets, such as zodiac necklaces and small bracelets with bells. She smiled at me and said, "Big brother, your girlfriend is so pretty! Buy this sister a 'May all your wishes come true' charm, it's very beautiful."
"No…we…"
Aunt Xing's face flushed red; she hadn't expected to be misunderstood like this.
"No!" I stopped her before she could finish, patting the little girl's hair and smiling, "Brother will ask you a question. If you answer correctly, I'll buy you a set, okay?" "Okay!
" The little girl nodded, looking at us with longing.
"How old is this sister?"
I pointed at Aunt Xing and asked with a smile.
"Hmm?"
The little girl stared at her, unsure how to answer. I, however, was confident; children who could do business here weren't simple, at least they knew how to read customers' expressions.
"You're up to something!" Aunt Xing clearly knew I was referring to the bet we made earlier, and a blush rose to her face.
"Sister, are you twenty years old? You're so beautiful, this big brother is so lucky."
The little girl asked innocently.
"I..."
Aunt Xing was completely at a loss for words, and could only look at me awkwardly.
"Little sister is so smart, can you help me choose a bracelet and a necklace?"
I smiled at this quirky girl.
"Okay, this one, it looks great with your clothes, sister."
She chose a pink embroidered heart-shaped necklace, and then handed me the red string, "Put this on your sister, and I wish you two a long and happy life together."
Director Xing didn't know what to say either, so she just stood there, stunned. When I reached out to put it on her, she realized what I was doing, blushed, and slapped my hand, saying, "What are you doing, you brat?"
"Have fun when you're out having fun, just think of it as a beautiful misunderstanding."
I didn't call her Aunt Xing, because that would be too awkward, so I simply comforted her.
"Hmm..."
She made a soft nasal sound, her long, fan-shaped eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips parted slightly as she breathed softly.
Looking at her fair neck and smelling the delicate fragrance emanating from her hair, I slowly threaded the necklace through her hair and placed it around Aunt Xing's fair and graceful neck. I noticed she also wore a silver necklace, and then remembered it was a cross.
"And this bracelet, it can bind you for a lifetime."
The little girl picked out two more bracelets for us, strung on red thread, adorned with embroidered hearts and small bells.
This time, I took Aunt Xing's wrist. She struggled slightly but didn't object verbally, cooperating with me with a touch of shyness. When I pulled on the long sleeve of her tight-fitting top, she obediently straightened her arm. After I unbuttoned her cuffs, she lifted her sleeves, letting me take them off. Her translucent, fair skin was as delicate, smooth, and supple as a baby's, with faint blue veins visible. Holding her arm, I carefully hung the red thread on her wrist, smiling as I said, "Don't run away. This little girl just said that once it's tied, it's for life."
The two pieces of jewelry cost twenty yuan in total, a bit pricey, but worth it. After the little girl left, Aunt Xing playfully punched me, saying, "Are you satisfied now? You even dare to tease your aunt."
"What aunt? You're clearly my older sister,"
I laughed, dodging her.
"You dare! If you call me that again, I'll sew your mouth shut. I'm warning you, don't get any funny ideas. I was just too embarrassed to call you out earlier."
"I have the desire but not the guts. Besides, how can you cheat? We agreed this morning that the loser has to call me 'sister'."
"Who said we agreed? You were the only one who said it this morning. I didn't agree." She denied it with a smile. "Besides, how old was that little girl? She doesn't know how to judge age. How can she be serious?"
"Then I'll find another one. You can't cheat if you lose."
I said, making a move to stand up.
"Get lost! You're getting more and more excited. Sit down. What are you doing?"
She tugged at my sleeve to make me sit down.
"I don't care. I won't call you Aunt Xing for the next few days. If I don't respect my elders, I don't respect my elders. I'll just change my address when we go back to the county town."
I decided to cheat too.
The meeting was at 3:30 PM. We were tired from wandering around all day, so we decided to rest there until 3 PM and then find the group. We chatted casually, but didn't bring up the slightly ambiguous topic from earlier. After the earlier commotion, we were much closer, and I deliberately tried to keep the conversation light, which made Director Xing laugh non-stop. I told her about my mischievous childhood and the ups and downs of my university days. She listened with a sigh and talked about her own experiences in her youth, but she didn't tell me about her past relationships, seemingly hesitant. We chatted freely
and easily, and before we knew it, it was 3 PM. We left the temple together and waited at the gate for the meeting.
I saw a vendor selling ancient coins in the distance and became interested. I greeted her and squatted down to examine them closely.
The vendor, speaking in Mandarin with a strong X city accent, enthusiastically introduced the coins to me. I quickly stopped him, saying I would look for myself, and squatted down to try and find a bargain.
Actually, finding a bargain is similar to winning the lottery. Nowadays, most people know a little about collecting, especially these small vendors, who might actually be experts, so the chances of finding a bargain are slim. However, it's not impossible. After all, finding a real bargain depends on the discerning eye of both parties in the transaction. There's a saying, "Having eyes but not recognizing gold inlaid with jade."
Just as I was admiring a Kaiyuan Tongbao coin, the entrance became bustling again. I thought I heard someone calling my name, so I turned around and clearly heard Aunt Xing's voice.
I quickly put down the coin, apologized to the vendor, and squeezed into the crowd. I saw Aunt Xing standing helplessly in the middle, arguing.
"What's wrong?"
I asked hurriedly.
"I just looked at their necklace, and these two monks are clinging to me, insisting I pay a hundred yuan to buy it."
Aunt Xing suddenly felt she had a backer when she saw me, and her voice softened.
"Oh, these are gemstones?"
I chuckled, looking at the "gemstone" necklace the two monks were holding. I couldn't help but laugh. Xie Yuling was planning to invest in a factory in Luzhen, and their investment plan included pictures of these gemstones. The two monks were asking for 100 yuan for gold dust, which cost at most one yuan to produce. They dared to ask for so much; they probably thought Aunt Xing was an outsider.
"What's wrong, young man? These are gemstones blessed by a high monk. Asking for 100 yuan is a donation to cultivate good karma and offer incense money to Buddha,"
one of the tall monks said, probably realizing things were getting out of hand. "If you don't have that much, donate 50; it's still a token of your goodwill to Buddha."
"Do you know what I do? I produce these things. There's gold dust everywhere behind our mountain. Gemstones are bullshit! How many do you want? Five yuan each. I'll give you as many as you want."
At this point, the onlookers started pointing and whispering, but no one stepped forward to say a word in our defense.
"Young man, this is different from yours. This has been blessed by a highly virtuous monk, so its value is naturally different. Besides, the fifty yuan you're paying isn't for the gemstone, but a donation to Buddha. If you don't respect Buddha, aren't you two afraid of retribution?"
He was honest at first, but his last words carried a warning tone.
"Nonsense about retribution! Do you know what we believe in? We believe in Jesus. Show him the cross."
I smiled at Aunt Xing and patted the back of her hand to reassure her that I was there for her.
"Hmm," Aunt Xing's expression returned to normal at this moment. She took out a gleaming silver cross from her neck and said, "I believe in Jesus Christ. This cross was obtained from the Kane Church."
"Benefactors..."
"What, are you forcing us to believe in Buddhism? Don't you know about freedom of religion?"
Seeing that the two monks were about to nag again, I simply interrupted them: "The police station isn't far from here, and there are police posts in the scenic area. Why don't we go there and take a look?"
Hearing my words, the voices of the onlookers gradually grew louder, and they began to point and whisper at the two monks, putting them in a difficult position.
"Ten yuan, I'll consider it a good deed," I said, taking out ten yuan from my pocket and handing it to a monk. Then I picked up the string of beads and pulled Aunt Xing out.
"Why did you give it to those two swindlers? I don't think they're monks at all. What kind of monk forces people like that?"
she asked, pulling her hand away from mine.
"Hehe, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. After all, this isn't like home. If we anger them, we won't have any peace for the next few days,"
I explained.
"Hmm, that's true. I'll give you the money later."
"What money?"
I asked, stunned.
"The money for buying the gems earlier." "Hehe, just call me 'brother.'"
"You brat, trying to take advantage of me."
Her face flushed again. Luckily, we saw the tour guide at that moment and went to greet
him. By 3:30, most people had returned. After counting heads, we took the bus back to the hotel, marking the end of the day's activities. Since it was still early, the tour leader gave each of us a map and a phone number, letting us explore freely as we wished.
I didn't sleep well last night, and I spent half the day wandering around today, so I was a bit tired and didn't want to go out aimlessly. I went back to my room, lay on the bed, and read a book. I quickly flipped through more than half of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" before I remembered that I should call Wang Xia and the others. So I dialed Wang Qian's duty room, but we didn't chat for long. We talked for a while and then hung up.
Xu Pangzi didn't return until dark. I was so bored that I decided to go out for a walk by myself. I took a map, glanced at it, changed my clothes, and got ready to go out.

Chapter 146
I never expected that fate would be so kind. As I was going down the stairs, I saw Bai Jie walking uphill with her head down. She heard my footsteps, looked up, and when she saw it was me, her face flushed red. "You...you're coming downstairs."
"Yes,"
I glanced around and, finding no one in the stairwell, immediately blocked her path and forcefully put my arm around Bai Jie's waist.
"What are you doing?"
Her voice trembled, and she looked nervously up the stairs, afraid of being discovered.
"What do you think?"
I tried to kiss her earlobe.
"Are you crazy? What are you trying to do? This is a hotel. If people find out, will I still be able to work at the bank? Let me go right now."
She was both ashamed and scared, trying to free herself from my grasp. Looking at the woman's flushed and delicate face, still red from the shock and shame, I couldn't help but tighten my grip, pressing her body against the railing. I could feel her trembling slightly, so I gradually increased the pressure, pressing Bai Jie down, and forcefully pressed my lips against hers. "Mmm...no...ah..."
Her head swayed from side to side, her lips frantically trying to escape. I forcefully pressed my lips against her tender red lips, attacking her fiercely and greedily. She twisted her body incessantly, finally shoving me away, causing me to stumble back two steps, almost losing my footing.
"Are you crazy? Do you know where we are?"
she glared at me, tears welling up in her eyes.
"But I'm afraid that if I let go, you'll disappear again, like today when you've been hiding from me all day,"
I emphasized. Actually, even now, I could hear any noise; after all, my ears aren't useless.
"Chen Chunyu, please don't do this,"
Bai Jie pleaded. "What's so good about me? I'm already married! How can you do this?"
"I don't care, I'm going crazy thinking about you!"
I said firmly, reaching out to hug her again, but Bai Jie quickly blocked me.
Just then, we heard voices coming up the stairs. It sounded like someone was coming up, and the voices suggested they were our fellow tourists. We caught a glimpse of them through the gap, but they didn't look up, otherwise they would have noticed us.
"No, someone's coming!" Bai Jie tensed up and tried to pull away from me to walk down the corridor.
"Here," I said, pulling her up the stairs. We went up half a flight of stairs. Our accommodation was on the fourth floor, and I figured if it was someone we knew, they wouldn't go up an extra floor for no reason.
Sure enough, it was our tour leader, Director Wang. Luckily, we went up first, or it would have been too awkward. I had originally wanted to get intimate with Bai Jie on this floor, but then I thought better of it. After all, there were other guests on the fifth floor, and it wasn't safe.
"Sister Bai, let's go for a walk!"
I grabbed her hand and said softly.
Bai Jie's body trembled noticeably again. She naturally understood what I meant by "going for a walk." She glanced at me but neither said yes nor refused.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, I took her hand and started walking downstairs.
After only a few steps, Bai Jie pulled her hand away. I glanced back at her, then continued walking forward without looking at her again, only saying in my voice, "I'll wait for you in the lobby." I was ninety percent sure she would follow, and sure enough, just as I reached the third floor, I heard the sound of high heels above me.
Bai Jie hesitated. She had gone downstairs to call her husband. She had a premonition that Chen Chunyu wouldn't give up on her and wanted to call her husband to comfort her and strengthen her resolve. Unexpectedly, she couldn't get through to the home phone at first, which she found very strange because her husband usually didn't work overtime and was mostly at home in the evenings. So she tried calling her husband's office, but as expected, no one answered.
Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem, but in this situation, she had no one to talk to and desperately needed comfort, so she dialed her home phone number again. Unexpectedly, this time her heart sank, because she clearly heard a woman's voice: "Hello, was that you who called just now? I was taking a shower and didn't answer." Bai Jie initially thought she had dialed the wrong number, but upon checking, she realized it was correct and felt a chill run down her spine. She shouted, "I'm looking for Zhang Jiaqiang, who are you?"
"I am..."
The woman only got halfway through her sentence before realizing something was wrong and nervously asked on the other end, "Who are you?"
"I'm his wife." *Click* Before Bai Jie could finish, the phone was hung up, giving her no chance to say anything more. She dialed again, but there was no sound; the phone line had probably been unplugged.
This left her mind blank, and she sat stunned in the hotel lobby for over half an hour before finally dragging her weary body upstairs, intending to take a long nap.
Unexpectedly, she ran into Chen Chunyu on the stairs. She had already planned her next move: to avoid him as much as possible these days, hoping he wouldn't dare harass her once they reached the county town. But this coincidence was unexpected.
If it weren't for the phone call earlier, she wouldn't have given this scoundrel a chance, but now she was filled with a desire for revenge. Of course, she didn't realize that if it were someone else, she wouldn't have gone out either, because she had instinctively developed feelings for Chen Chunyu.
I stood at the entrance of the hall, and seeing Bai Jie come down, I winked at her and walked outside. After about twenty steps, I stood there waiting for her to catch up. She saw me stop, but remained silent, looking down at her heels.
"Have you eaten?"
I reached out and put my arm around her waist. Bai Jie's resistance was weak; she had unknowingly been forced into a state of complete submission.
"No," she answered softly.
"How about we eat by the river? I just looked at the map, the night view along the Qinghe River is beautiful."
"Okay, whatever you want," she replied simply, without objection.
Since she had no other suggestions, I took the liberty of hailing a taxi by the roadside, telling her we were going to the Qinghe River. I pulled Bai Jie into the back seat, and then squeezed in myself, pressed against her. She was wearing jeans, so even pressed against her, I could only feel her ample bosom and warmth.
The driver was quite the chatterbox, talking non-stop from the moment we got in, recounting various anecdotes from X City. I found him witty and started chatting with him. At first, Bai Jie seemed a little reluctant, but soon she smiled.
"Young man, your wife is really beautiful. They seem to have a very good relationship,"
the driver flattered, seeing us snuggled together.
"Of course," I said before Bai Jie could refuse. "Back then, it took me a lot of effort to pursue her. I managed to stand out from the reserve candidates in a platoon and marry this beauty."
I secretly wondered why so many women looked like me, and why I was mistaken for someone else twice in just one day. Or maybe I just look old?
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Bai Jie punched me, but the driver thought we were just being coquettish.
Actually, the Qinghe Scenic Area wasn't far from where we were staying, but we hadn't been there before, so we took a taxi. This driver was a very honest man; he didn't take us all over the city but dropped us off directly at the Baihe River.
After getting out of the car, I put my arm around Bai Jie and looked at the night market stalls by the roadside. This time she did not resist and let me put my arm around her waist. Perhaps she had already expected this from the moment she followed me downstairs.

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