[Urban] Deer Town Years - 25-27

Chapter 111
As we were talking, a little boy suddenly pushed open the door and slipped in. He was covered in sweat, and his white clothes were filthy. He was holding a ball in his arms. Seeing that there were people in the living room, he prepared to sneak into the inner room while the adults weren't paying attention.
I didn't look closely and was about to say, "This must be your son. The little guy seems quite clever."
"Stop! Where are you trying to sneak off to again?"
Director Zheng suddenly said, "Don't think I won't take care of you just because your mother isn't home. Come on, change your clothes and do your homework in your room."
He scolded the child before looking at us and explaining, "Kids don't know any better. They don't know what's going on when they're playing. If his mother hadn't been watching him the other day, something terrible would have happened..."
"It's alright, it's alright. It's good for boys to be a little mischievous,"
I said, looking at the child peeking out from the inner room. He seemed somewhat familiar. "When I was in school, my teacher said, 'Boys should be a little mischievous. You
can't expect to amount to anything if you don't discipline them.'" "Uncle, it's you!" Before I could finish speaking, the little boy suddenly ran into the living room and grabbed my hand affectionately.
"You know me..."
I looked at him curiously. Director Zheng and Jiang Ailian also looked at us curiously.
"Don't you recognize me? I'm Wenwen,"
he said, turning to look at Director Zheng. "Dad, he's the one who saved me the day before yesterday."
"It's you..."
Director Zheng and I said almost simultaneously. We never imagined the world was so small, that we could connect in this vast sea of people.
Jiang Ailian was still a little confused, but after our explanation, she finally understood. Director Zheng's tone was also much warmer than before. Although we had a pleasant conversation about the jade, there was still a barrier between us.
"Wenwen, call your mother and tell her to come back quickly. Tell her that the person who saved you the other day is visiting our house, and ask her to come back and cook."
"No, no, Director Zheng, we've already eaten."
There's a saying that goes, "You can do whatever you want with your superiors, but you can't do whatever you want with them." Although his tone was very friendly, Jiang Ailian and I kept declining.
"Stop talking. If it weren't for you, Wenwen might have suffered a lot. Being polite now would be disrespecting me, Old Zheng."
"Uncle, Auntie, please stay."
At this moment, the little guy also took my hand affectionately.
We talked about the car accident that day, and we both felt it was incredibly dangerous. Luckily, I reacted quickly, otherwise it would have been a serious accident.
"This little guy has caused me a lot of trouble. When I heard that he was almost hit by a car, I was almost scared to death. You know what, I held the phone for a long time without putting it down. Fortunately, his mother said that he was rescued and only suffered minor injuries... Because of this, his mother even had a fight with me and hasn't come home for the past few days."
Director Zheng exposed his family scandal.
No way, I just connected it with Wang Qian again. That woman is my sister. It seems that I heard it was because her brother-in-law was having affairs... But I didn't refute it, after all, it's their private matter.
"I didn't explain everything clearly to you earlier... Actually, I've been quite concerned about the county's redevelopment, and you know the county leaders are very interested in this as well. Plus, with what happened with Wenwen the other day, I've been really worried, and I was planning to thoroughly renovate the county's traffic this year. But since Brother Wang wants to build a road in Luzhen, I'll give it my full support from the Transportation Bureau, and I'll expedite the approval of your proposal. If the county's finances allow, we'll try our best to raise the standards of the road you're building, ideally classifying it as a provincial highway. The county has such a quota, and we'll give it directly to Luzhen; that would benefit Luzhen's finances..."
With this connection, he spoke with far less reservation, practically guaranteeing it with his chest puffed out.
Jiang Ailian and I were naturally overjoyed; we hadn't expected things to go so smoothly—something we hadn't dared to imagine before we came. Our initial plan was for the county to allocate a few hundred thousand yuan for road construction. Now that this road has been designated a provincial highway, both the city and county will allocate funds, and they will also send a professional technical engineering team to draw up the plans. The quality of this road is self-evident.
We didn't have to wait long before Director Zheng's wife returned. Unexpectedly, Wang Qian also came along, but that wasn't surprising. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, we sat down again. Actually, the meal was just a chance to catch up. Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Ailian and I turned to leave. Director Zheng was very considerate, escorting us all the way downstairs.
"I never thought you'd encounter so many things. The road construction is finally done,"
Jiang Ailian said with a touch of emotion under the streetlights. Her face was slightly flushed from the wine, like a blooming hibiscus flower, making one's heart flutter.
"This must be a case of good deeds being rewarded,"
I thought to myself, marveling at how small the world is.
"I'll call as soon as I get back and tell Liu Jie. You're probably worried about your sweetheart waiting at home, aren't you?"
She gave me a playful, teasing look, full of charm.
Honestly, after being away for so long, I really did miss my sister-in-law. Without realizing it, I found that Liu Jie had become the person I cared about most.
"Hey, what are you thinking about, so engrossed?"
Jiang Ailian nudged me, a hint of jealousy in her voice.
"What do you think? Of course I'm thinking about Liu Jie. It's been so many days since we left,"
I sighed.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so devoted. If I hadn't been following you around, I probably would have been moved to tears. I wonder who you've been fooling around with these past few days, staying out until eleven or twelve at night."
"Are you jealous?"
I suddenly leaned closer and laughed. Although the main street was still brightly lit and the night market was bustling, we were walking along a clothing street, which was mostly closed now. There were very few pedestrians on this street, only the occasional car flashing by.
"You're talking nonsense. Who are you to me? Why would I be jealous?"
"Is that so?"
I said, my hands moving swiftly, grabbing Jiang Ailian's shirt and pulling it into my arms.
"What are you trying to do?"
She was both embarrassed and anxious, pushing me away forcefully. Then she hurriedly grabbed her collar, clasping her hands together to cover her private parts completely.
"Nothing, just kidding."
I laughed at her embarrassed look. It seems women all react the same way in this situation. I wanted to subtly undermine Jiang Ailian's confidence; conquering a woman is always more exciting than forcing her.
"Bored?"
She pushed me away from her embrace and walked forward.
"Are you angry?"
I quickly followed and asked.
"Who would dare to be angry with you? You're the talk of the town now."
"Let's sit down and rest for a while," I said, grabbing her hand without waiting for a reply and pulling her to sit on a stone bench by the roadside. "It's rare for us to come out, and the night is so beautiful, let's have a romantic time."
I said, looking at the tall plane trees lining the road. To be precise, this street was a rare sight in the county, with a very tranquil atmosphere.
"Who's being romantic with you? I've been busy all day, I'm so sleepy, I need to go back to sleep."
Although she said this, she didn't get up to leave.
"You know, you only look like a little woman now,"
I teased. To be honest, Jiang Ailian always had a stern face, making her quite boring most of the time.
"If you have something to say, just say it. If you keep joking around, I'm leaving,"
she said angrily.
"How old are you?"
I suddenly grabbed her hand and asked.
"What do you want?"
Jiang Ailian was taken aback by my sudden attack and immediately became furious, trying to break free and leave, but I held her firmly on the stone bench.
"Xiaoli is eighteen this year. Even if you got married at eighteen, you should be at least thirty-six this year, right?"
I did the math and was shocked. Jiang Ailian was almost forty! It was unbelievable. It seems the saying "different places nurture different people" is true. Aunt Meiqin, Sister-in-law Juxiang, even my sister-in-law—I began to feel surprised. Everyone says Luzhen is famous for its beauties, and that's certainly true. But the difference in their ages and appearances is striking. Could there really be something wrong with the environment of Luzhen? Actually, I had been suspicious for a while. At first, I thought it was just an isolated case, but now it seems this treasure trove of Luzhen holds many secrets.
"Chen Chunyu, please don't be so disrespectful in the future, okay?"
Jiang Ailian had already pulled her hand away while I was distracted, moved a little further away from me, and looked at me seriously as she spoke.
"You..."
I didn't expect her to change so quickly; she must be genuinely angry now.
"It's getting late, and I should go back and rest. I hope you'll have some self-respect."
After saying that, she turned and walked away without looking back.
I was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of what I had suddenly done to offend Jiang Ailian. For a moment, I hesitated, unsure whether I should chase after her. After thinking about it, I decided to let it go. There's no reasoning with a woman when she's angry, so I simply went to the street, bought a bottle of Jianlibao (a popular Chinese soft drink) from a cold drink stand, and chugged it down. Then, under a streetlamp, I looked at the note Wang Qian had secretly slipped to me before I left.
"I'm on night shift tonight"—just those few words, nothing more, but they carried a lot of meaning.
I smiled inwardly; it seemed I wouldn't be lonely tonight. But thinking of Jiang Ailian's angry expression earlier, I hesitated. Finally, I gritted my teeth and decided to go to the hospital.
That's how the battle between men and women is: the enemy advances, I retreat; the enemy retreats, I advance—it's a battle of wills. It seems my analysis of Wang Qian's personality was correct; she must be very angry now, eager to vent her anger on me. She couldn't show it at Director Zheng's house, so she left me this note.
Heh, you want to interrogate me? I'll let you have your "interrogation." Having made my decision, I leisurely drove to the hospital, still sipping my Jianlibao.
When I arrived at the hospital, it was already past eleven. The lobby was deserted, except for a nurse at the registration desk who was dozing. She glanced up when I entered, but seeing I didn't approach her, she lowered her head again to sleep.
I had already been to the hospital once, so finding Wang Qian was a breeze. I went straight to her duty room. Pushing open the door, I saw Wang Qian sitting at a table chatting with another nurse. Seeing me, she immediately gave me a cold look and said, "What are you doing here? You're not welcome here. Get out."
Another nurse, hearing the voice, turned to look at me, her gaze searching and scrutinizing me. I smiled at her, also secretly observing her. She was petite and beautiful, with slightly wavy hair, an apple-shaped face, and two shallow dimples. Her nurse's uniform was slightly oversized, obscuring her curves, but I could sense her slender and long waist. Following her alluring curves, her long legs were even more captivating. At the end of her beautiful legs, her bare feet each wore a black flat velvet shoe. Perhaps not expecting anyone to enter at this time, she wasn't wearing shoes at all, just walking on them, her jade-like, delicate toes peeking out, arousing desire in one's eyes.
Wang Qian, seeing me staring at her, immediately became annoyed and said, barely suppressing her anger, "Zhao Na, go out and do your rounds for a bit, I'll be there shortly."
"Okay, hehe, I'm leaving then."
The pretty young woman named Zhao Na gave me a meaningful smile, put on her velvet shoes, and left.
"What are you looking at? You can't even keep your eyes open at the hospital. Who sent you?"
Wang Qian quickly closed the office door and sat in the seat Zhao Na had just been sitting in, starting to look through the documents.
"I missed you, so I came."
I didn't expose her. Heh, women are like that; you sent me, yet you ask me such a stupid question.
"Hmph," she snorted coldly, but didn't say anything more, instead burying her head in the forms.
I stepped forward and embraced her from behind, my hands groping her breasts without saying a word.
"What are you doing now, you pervert? I'm warning you… I won't tolerate your harassment today. This is a hospital. If I call for help, security will come and arrest you immediately…"
"Go ahead and call. Your voice should be quite pleasant. I didn't hear you that night,"
I said sarcastically.
"You… take your filthy hands off me…"
She was about to explode when I suddenly attacked her chest, making her flinch.
"No," I replied crisply, unbuttoning her clothes.
"You filthy pervert, you're still bullying me… I'll call for help…"
Her words became incoherent.
The lace peeking through her clothes excited me even more. With both hands at once, Wang Qian stopped resisting, only closing her beautiful eyes tightly in shame, her whole body trembling slightly, like a patient on an operating table awaiting the doctor's verdict. On her skin, as translucent as a flower stamen, blushes of alluring crimson rose and fell.

Chapter 112
"You scoundrel, stop right there!"
She glared at me again, then turned to me and asked, "You said you missed me, so why haven't you come to see me these past few days? I haven't called you even once. I was even afraid my sister would answer, so I moved the phone to the bedroom."
"Hehe, I was just scared," I quickly reassured her.
"Tell me, what are you scared of? What do you have to be afraid of? If you're really scared, you might... force yourself on me..."
She launched into a long tirade: "Are you thinking about how to clean your mouth after you've finished eating, or are you afraid Liu Qing will find out? If so, I'll call her later."
"No, no, I'm scared of you, okay?"
To be honest, I was genuinely a little afraid of this unruly little wildcat. If she really called Liu Qing, I'd be in real trouble.
"Hmph, if you don't give me a straight answer today, I'll show you what I'm made of..."
She smiled smugly, as if she had caught me red-handed.
"Who's going to punish whom here?"
I said, grabbing Wang Qian's waist with both hands and lifting her up with a jerk.
"What are you doing? Put me down right now, you pervert!" Her two fair legs kicked in front of my eyes.
"Hehe, let's see if you're still going to pack up," I said, sitting down in a chair and gently placing Wang Qian in my lap.
"You rascal, don't think I'll let you off the hook like this!"
Her face flushed red, and she glared at me, saying, "Didn't you say you were coming to see me? Now that you've seen me, it's time to go. I have to work."
"Go ahead and work, I won't bother you,"
I said, placing her folder back on the table and forcibly taking Wang Qian's delicate hand and placing it on it.
"You rascal, how am I supposed to write like this?" she said, still picking up the pen and tentatively writing.
"That's fine now,"
I thought, feeling a surge of pride as I looked at Wang Qian's crooked handwriting. "You do your work, I'll do mine," I said, lifting Wang Qian's skirt slightly.
"Ah... no, no, what will Zhao Na think when she gets back?"
Wang Qian struggled a few times, but didn't break free, letting me hold her like this. Her voluptuous body sitting on me made me feel a surge of pleasure.
Wang Qian sat in my lap, continuing to fill out the form, while I held her behind me, indulging in my sensual desires.
"Beautiful lady, you're really dedicated to your work. You're managing to balance work and play perfectly,"
I teased, licking her neck a few times.
"Hmph, you scoundrel, still having the nerve to make sarcastic remarks at a time like this? Are you going to make fun of me? I'm suffering terribly, do you think this is funny?"
Wang Qian poked my head with her pen and said angrily, "You bastard, you're really audacious. Be careful you don't anger me, I'll call someone right now, let's see what you do then!"
"Heh."
Hearing Wang Qian say that, I couldn't help but laugh, and deliberately moved my hand up a little, "Beautiful lady, who told you to play tricks on me for several days? Now it's time for you to taste this suffering."
"Okay, okay. I won't mess with you anymore. Can you mess around again when it's less busy in the second half of the night? I have a lot to do tonight, I still have to do rounds later."
Wang Qian broke free from my embrace, stood up, and turned to face me.
"So that means I can wear a nurse's uniform tonight?"
I deliberately emphasized the words "nurse's uniform".
"You're such a jerk."
Wang Qian spat at me without continuing, seemingly acknowledging my statement.
"Of course, women love bad boys, otherwise why would you so easily have a relationship with a jerk like me?"
I chuckled, sizing her up.
Wang Qian's face was flushed, her eyes glistening. Her cherry-like lips looked fresh and inviting, their opening and closing making one yearn to kiss them. Her well-fitting dress couldn't conceal her graceful curves; her smooth, white skin was delicate and exquisite, tightly encasing her curvaceous figure within the snow-white nurse's uniform. Under the soft incandescent
light, she resembled an immaculate fairy, captivating all who saw her. At that moment, this woman could draw the attention of every man. I caught a whiff of Wang Qian's unique, orchid-like fragrance.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough? I think your soul has left your body,"
Wang Qian teased, noticing my absent-mindedness.
"Yes, you've tormented me to the point of my soul leaving my body."
I grabbed Wang Qian's hands and pulled her, causing her to stumble and fall in front of me.
"Don't move, let me finish filling out this form, okay?"
Seeing that she couldn't break free, Wang Qian pleaded, sitting on my lap.
"Okay, hurry up and fill it out,"
because the room had air conditioning, so we weren't feeling too hot sitting like this.
"Wang Qian, the patient in bed number nine needs..."
Just as we were enjoying ourselves, Zhao Na suddenly pushed the door open and came in.
Seeing us like this, she blushed instantly, forgetting all about propriety, and stammered, "I didn't hear anything, I thought you left, um...um..."
"You pervert!" Wang Qian also quickly sat up from my lap, tugged at her wrinkled skirt, pinched my leg hard, and explained, her face flushed, "It's not what you see...we..."
"I know...I know," Zhao Na finally reacted, hurriedly retreating, coming and going in a hurry.
"You bastard, you pervert, and you're still laughing! It's all your fault! How am I supposed to face Zhao Na now..."
Wang Qian raised her hand high as if to hit me, but then gently lowered it.
"Go ahead and hit me! Are you really willing to?"
Seeing Wang Qian's insincere expression, I chuckled inwardly.
"You think I wouldn't dare?"
This time, she really pinched me hard.
"Alright, I'm going to check the rooms. You stay put and wait for me to come back so I can deal with you. Watch out for that vixen Zhao Na."
After saying that, Wang Qian gave me a seductive look, picked up the folder on the table, and left.
At this moment, I was the only one left in the duty room. Helpless, I could only listlessly flip through the files on the table. I saw a copy of "Story Collection" next to me and started flipping through it casually.
Just then, the door was gently pushed open: "Oh, the great hero is reading."
Hearing Zhao Na's voice, I looked up, pondering what she meant by "great hero." I suddenly realized she was probably referring to my rescue, so I smiled nonchalantly and said, "What's up, little beauty? Finished your rounds?"
"I'm not some beauty, aren't you afraid Wang Qian will get angry if you say that?"
Zhao Na sat down next to me with a smile, staring intently at me, lost in thought.
"Hehe, Wang Qian wouldn't be so petty." What's so interesting? I'm more open than you, hehe. To be honest, I've never cared about anyone's opinion. Anyway, we're looking at each other, I'm not at a disadvantage. I was also staring directly at the slit in her snow-white nurse's dress, her two long, flawless, snow-white legs shimmering with a jade-like light. That delicate feeling stirred something within me.
When Zhao Na noticed my gaze lingering on the hem of her skirt, her eyes widened slightly, and she hurriedly pulled at the hem, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling with a mixture of anger and embarrassment.
"Has no one ever told you? Your most beautiful feature is your calves,"
I said frankly, as if discussing a serious topic.
"Wang Qian called you a hooligan earlier, and she wasn't wrong at all,"
she glared at me, pressing her calves together completely and shrinking under the chair.
"Heh, say what you will. Everyone appreciates beauty. If you looked like a demon, I wouldn't even look at you," I said lazily, leisurely appraising her face.
"Oh, so I should thank you for saying that?"
"I didn't say that. I just think you don't need to be so wary of me. First, the fact that I'm looking at you means you're attractive; second, it seems like you're not missing any flesh, are you? Third, I only said your legs are beautiful, not anything else..."
I said, deliberately glancing at her slightly oversized nurse's uniform.
"What do you mean?"
She jumped up, her face full of anger. It seemed that woman was bothered by being told her her breasts were small. Just that one look ignited a fuse.
"Zhao Na, what's wrong…?"
Unfortunately, Wang Qian pushed open the door at that moment, saw us arguing, and quickly asked.
"Nothing, just make him leave. We don't let outsiders into our duty room."
Zhao Na was still angry, glaring at Wang Qian and saying firmly.
"Okay, okay, I'll make him leave right away… Um, why don't you cover my shift? There's nothing much going on at the hospital tonight anyway."
"You're taking leave again?"
Zhao Na asked, looking at her.
"Yeah," Wang Qian nodded.
"Fine, go ahead, go ahead, you're my best friend after all."
Zhao Na said impatiently.
As we stepped out of the courtyard, Wang Qian almost doubled over with laughter after I repeated what I had just said. "You're so mean! She's always so sensitive about people saying her breasts are small, and you dared to snatch them from her jaws! Haha, I'm actually lucky for you now. What if she had grabbed a chair and attacked you?"
"What are we going to do tonight, beautiful?"
I asked her with a smile. Jiang Ailian was still angry, and I didn't plan to go back and provoke her.
"What are we going to do?"
"You're playing dumb..."
I said, putting my arm around her waist.
Wang Qian didn't struggle and obediently leaned against my chest, whispering, "My sister went back to her house, and there's no one at my place tonight."
"Great..."
I felt a surge of pride. "Let's hurry back. Get on the bike."
I said, getting on my bike.
Following Wang Qian's directions, we quickly arrived at her house. Wang Qian lived on the second floor, and since it was late, no one came out to see us when we entered.
"Want me to pour you a cup of tea, you rascal?"
she asked casually as I looked around the room.
"I'm not thirsty, just a little hungry?"
I said with a smile, looking at Wang Qian in her nurse's uniform.
"Hungry?"
"Yes,"
I said, suddenly scooping her up and running towards the bedroom.
"Turn off the light, you bastard!" Wang Qian casually turned off the living room light.
I threw her onto the bamboo bed, stopping Wang Qian from taking off her clothes, and my hands began to ravage her. I saw her eyes closed, her expression one of ecstasy, her dark, smooth hair disheveled over her face, her snow-white cheeks flushed with excitement. ...
Just as we were getting excited, I suddenly heard someone opening the door. I don't know why, but it seemed like my senses were more acute than before since my injury a few days ago.
Almost instinctively, I grabbed Wang Qian and slipped to the door, turned off the bedroom light, and then peered through the crack in the doorway.
One advantage of the door to Wang Qian's bedroom was that the old automatic door had broken, and a new bolt had been installed, creating a doorway after the lock was removed.
At this moment, Wang Qian realized what was happening and nervously looked at the living room light being turned on: "My sister," her voice barely audible.
Wang Xia still had a few tears on her face; it seemed she had come home angry again. This confirmed what Wang Qian had told me earlier—the conflict between her and her husband was quite significant.
She carefully wiped away the tears, then suddenly seemed to remember something. She quietly walked to Wang Qian's door, startling us both. Wang Qian gripped my chest tightly, afraid to move, lest her sister discover her.
"Wang Qian, Wang Qian…"
came Wang Xia's soft call from outside. Fortunately, at the last moment, her hand didn't touch the latch, otherwise she would have definitely noticed something amiss inside.
"Looks like she won't be back from her shift tonight."
Seeing no response, she sat down on the sofa and drank a glass of water. I suddenly froze… my body started to stir again…
Wang Xia probably thought no one was home, and she started undressing right there in the living room. Come to think of it, who would come home so late at night? Plus, she assumed Wang Qian wasn't home, so she was naturally more relaxed.
I watched with intense interest. The young woman's charm was extraordinary—her delicate, luscious face, pink lips, and alluring figure, clad in a pink, semi-transparent lace-trimmed bra, instantly aroused me. My eyes were glued to the view, not wanting to miss a single detail.
Wang Qian was currently in my arms. When she noticed my unusual behavior, she instinctively leaned back into the doorway. She trembled at the sight, quickly stopping and covering the doorway completely to stop me from watching. She also bit my arm hard—undoubtedly punishing me.
But the allure I'd glimpsed earlier was already etched in my mind, impossible to erase. On the contrary, I felt a lingering itch, as if wanting to see more.
Unfortunately, when I turned back, Wang Xia had already disappeared into the inner room, leaving me with a sense of disappointment.
"You pervert..."
Wang Qian whispered at this moment.
"What did you say?"
I shifted my body forcefully, making her breathless, but she didn't dare to cry out, only wrapping her arms around my neck.
Before I could respond, Wang Xia came out of the bedroom again, this time carrying two dresses, holding them up to herself.
What was she doing, admiring herself so late? I leaned back against the doorway. Since it was a freebie, I figured I might as well take advantage of it. Wang Qian, seeing my actions, also came closer, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
Wang Xia kept checking herself against the mirrors in the living room, occasionally taking off her clothes. I was so engrossed in watching that I didn't even notice Wang Qian pinching my back hard.

Chapter 113
This woman was like a night rose; unremarkable during the day, but exuding endless charm at night. However, looking at her attire, we exchanged a glance, both feeling a sense of curiosity and confusion.
But our doubts were quickly resolved. After tidying her hair, Wang Xia picked up her small bag from the table, went to the door, changed into her leather shoes, turned off the lights, locked the door, and hurriedly left.
"What do you think your sister is doing going out so late?"
I asked, sitting on the sofa with Wang Qian in my arms. At this time, the room was pitch black. We were afraid that Wang Xia would see the light downstairs, so we didn't dare to turn on the lights. Fortunately, our eyes had already adjusted to the darkness, so it didn't seem too dark.
"Maybe...maybe she's going to cool off?"
Wang Qian said uncertainly.
"Hehe, do you need to put on makeup to cool off? I've never seen anyone make themselves look all dolled up just to cool off at night."
I chuckled, stroking Wang Qian's soft body mysteriously.
"Exactly, what's my sister doing out so late? She looked like she just had a fight with her husband. Knowing her personality, she definitely wouldn't go back. Could she have changed her mind this time..."
Wang Qian's words were full of doubt. Leaning against the window, she didn't notice the deeper meaning in my words.
"Going home tonight? You're overthinking it. Don't you think your sister's meticulous makeup is for a date? You dress up for the one you love..."
"You're talking nonsense, how could my sister... she..."
Wang Qian started to lose confidence, believing I had some truth to what I said.
"You really don't believe me?"
I asked, smiling at the woman.
"No, what do you take my sister for?"
Although she spoke confidently, her tone softened. I believed that while Wang Qian wasn't certain, she could glean some answers from her sister's unusual behavior.
"Should we follow her down and take a look?"
I said, watching her receding figure under the streetlights. The scene I'd just witnessed flashed through my mind. This woman was impeccably dressed; her bright, clear eyes were captivating, and her cherry-like lips beneath her fair face looked incredibly tempting. Her skin was flawless, like snow-white cream. Her shapely, long legs were tightly encased in sheer stockings, arousing all the fantasies.
She exuded a captivating charm unique to young women; she didn't need to be exceptionally beautiful to be alluring, like a ripe peach—a woman like that could attract a man's attention at any time.
"I'd better not…it wouldn't be good if we got caught,"
Wang Qian said hesitantly. It was clear she really wanted to follow them, but was too shy
to admit it. "It's alright, we can just follow carefully. Besides, it's so late, the streets aren't safe. What if something happens to your sister?"
I continued to tempt her.
"That…that won't work either. If my sister knew I was following her like this, she'd hate me."
"Don't you want to see who your sister is meeting, all dressed up and all late?"
I continued, genuinely curious myself.
Sure enough, Wang Qian's eyes lit up again, and she hesitated before saying, "Is that alright?"
"What's wrong with that? We're just looking, we won't alert them…"
"I'd better not…"
It seemed Wang Qian had a pretty good idea of what was going on, so she wasn't sure if she should follow.
"I didn't realize your sister was using a feint."
"You're talking nonsense..."
Wang Qian said angrily.
"Then let's follow her and see..."
"Fine, let's see, what's the big deal..."
Sure enough, she stubbornly put her skirt back on. In less than three minutes, we were both dressed neatly.
After groping our way downstairs, we found Wang Xia was nowhere to be seen, leaving us looking at each other in bewilderment.
Frustrated, we went back upstairs, but the ordeal actually made us more energetic.
"Your sister probably won't be back tonight, right?"
I asked casually.
"Hmm..."
Wang Qian seemed to be thinking about this too. She frowned and said, "This has never happened before..."
"What do you mean 'never'? You just didn't know. Let me ask you, does your sister often argue with your brother-in-law?"
"Of course." "Then when they argue, does she often stay here?"
"What's wrong with that? Of course my sister comes here when she argues."
She was like a cooked duck—she wouldn't change her mind no matter what.
Right, I had a sudden inspiration: "Why don't we go into your sister's bedroom and take a look? Maybe we can find something out?"
"What's there to see, you pervert."
"Come on." I pulled her up from the chair, and the two of us went into Wang Xia's bedroom. The layout of this room was basically the same as Wang Qian's room, with only a bed, a wardrobe, and a table. However, my gaze kept wandering to the straw mat, on which were Wang Xia's clothes that she had just taken off. Those pink little things made my chest heat up.
"What's there to see? Let's get out of here." Sure enough, Wang Qian noticed my gaze and immediately reacted, shoving me.
"Don't panic, let's see if there's a diary or something in the desk."
In my experience, women always like to write things down in their notebooks, treating them as their little secrets. But they don't know that these kinds of secrets are the easiest to leak.
"Isn't this a bad idea, peeking into someone else's diary..."
Wang Qian said, but she didn't stop me from rummaging through the drawers. Unfortunately, apart from a few copies of "Youth Digest," I didn't find anything else. It must be at home.
"I told you there wasn't anything,"
seeing that I hadn't found anything, Wang Qian quickly pushed me out.
"You've made me all sticky now, I need to take a shower. You can stay in the living room and watch TV."
Wang Qian rolled her eyes at me and was about to go into the bathroom.
"Wait for me,"
before she could close the door, I squeezed in.
"What are you doing, peeing? Hurry up,"
Wang Qian looked at me suspiciously, her clothes half off.
"Let's shower together, that way we'll save water,"
I said with a grin.
"Save water my foot!" she retorted, knowing exactly what I was thinking. In the rush of changing, Wang Qian hadn't even worn a bra, and her short skirt barely covered her round, delicate buttocks, revealing only a slight curve. Her pair of smooth, jade-like thighs were on full display. She walked ahead of me, the swaying of her legs seeming to flaunt her tender skin. The trembling of her skirt made it almost impossible for me to see her crotch.
Seeing that she didn't actually try to stop me, I shamelessly followed her in. Everyone knows the bathrooms in old houses aren't very big, and two bodies inevitably bump into each other. Watching Wang Qian's unrestrained figure under the tap, and seeing her hand occasionally brush against mine, I couldn't help but feel excited. My lower body involuntarily began to stir.
"Beautiful lady, let me wash you," I excitedly embraced Wang Qian, the pleasure rapidly increasing. Water cascaded down the showerhead, some dripping onto my hair, others splashing onto our skin.
"No, wait until we're in bed... I need to shower," Wang Qian protested, but her body betrayed her. Her voice was muffled, her fingers scratching wildly at the wall, but the smooth tiles offered no support, leaving her nowhere to vent her frustration.
I quietly grabbed her waist and pulled her back suddenly. Wang Qian's body arched, and her hands finally found strength to grip the water pipe. I couldn't resist either, pressing my body against hers and beginning my assault.
The water pipe was wet and slippery, and Wang Qian's upper body slid uncontrollably with my thrusts, completely unable to move. The water pipe seemed about to break apart, making a cracking sound as we swayed violently with our intercourse.
"Little slut, how am I...?"
In my ecstasy, I began to speak incoherently.
"Very good... very powerful..."
Wang Qian gasped and moaned.
"Really?" I know my assets all too well, hehe, no one doesn't boast about them. But I abruptly changed the subject: "How does it compare to your brother-in-law?"
My question was obviously loaded with meaning. As the saying goes, "A brother-in-law who doesn't eat his sister-in-law won't bear pears on a tree." Wang Qian's behavior has always been wanton, and Director Zheng is clearly a lecherous scoundrel. It's highly likely that the two of them have a relationship.
"What nonsense are you talking about... How could I... You bastard, do you think I'm like you? You scoundrel..."
she said coquettishly, her eyes filled with seductive charm.
"What about your sister? Has your sister ever talked to you about your brother-in-law?"
Wang Xia's behavior just now greatly surprised me. Now I guess my previous assumptions were completely wrong. These two sisters are probably not to be underestimated.
"My sister... she doesn't know..."
Wang Qian closed her eyes tightly, clenched her teeth, and didn't say another word. But I could glean a few clues from her half-spoken words.
"Say it quickly..."
I slapped her hard across the body, holding her waist tightly.
"I can't say it... I..."
Wang Qian groaned repeatedly, but refused to let go. ...
With a soft moan of climax, Wang Qian reached her limit. A cute breath trembled, and she collapsed to her knees, glaring at me, panting heavily.
But I felt frustrated. She seemed completely exhausted, and I wasn't satisfied at all. However, my worries were unnecessary. Wang Qian obediently reached out, brought her head close, gave me a seductive smile, and then lowered her head.
"Hiss..."
I hadn't expected this woman to be so skilled. It seemed this wasn't the first time she'd done this. Thinking of this, I suddenly became irritable and agitated. I abandoned all tenderness, grabbed Wang Qian's hair, and began to ravage her.
The water in the bathroom was gushing. Wang Qian's face was flushed, her eyes were half-open, and her head was trembling with panting breaths—a seductive pose.
Suddenly, the half-closed bathroom door was pushed open. Wang Xia stared at the two of us with her mouth agape, while Wang Qian seemed completely oblivious. I was startled and immediately lost control, releasing...
"Oh..."
Wang Qian made a soft, almost sobbing sound, obediently closing her eyes.
It took her almost half a minute to react, a trace of moisture still dripping from the corner of her mouth. She opened her eyes and realized the awkwardness of the three of us. She was the first to react, calling out, "Sister..."
"Oh, I'll... go back to my room first."
Wang Xia also reacted at this moment, giving me a meaningful look before hurriedly walking away. My heart skipped a beat; I had a feeling she had been looking at my genitals.
"You jerk, hurry up and wash up and put on some clothes."
Wang Qian glared at me angrily, wiping her mouth clean.
"Aren't you afraid of your sister anymore?"
I wondered, seeing little fear on Wang Qian's face, since she had seemed quite afraid of Wang Xia before.
"What's the big deal? It's all been discovered anyway. Besides, if she can do it, why can't I?"
Wang Qian casually dried herself with a towel and handed it to me. It was clear she harbored considerable resentment towards Wang Xia. Thinking about it, it made sense. Her respected older sister had secretly been seeing other men behind her back, yet she came back and kept urging her to settle down. The psychological gap was immense.
"That's true, haha."
I smiled and started getting dressed, feeling more at ease. I'd already done it, so what was there to be afraid of?
"Look at what you've done!" Wang Qian glared at me again, carefully wiping the glistening water stains on the floor with the towel, then rinsing it under the tap.
"Hehe, I couldn't have done this alone. As the saying goes, half the medal belongs to me, and half to you."
Looking at Wang Qian's half-naked figure, I felt a surge of warmth.
"You're so cheeky, you rascal,"
she scolded, meeting my gaze.
"Then I'll show you how lewd I can be..."
Seeing her ample breasts barely concealed, I grabbed her slender waist, reached into my coat again, and grabbed one of her breasts, playing with it as I leaned closer to her face, pressing her against the wall once more.
"You're going to die... I just finished and you want more? My sister's in the room."
"Just kidding,"
I said, touching her lower body, feeling a wetness, and couldn't resist probing with my finger.
"Ugh..."
Wang Qian arched her back, suddenly breaking free and rushing out of the bathroom, her face flushed as she glared at me, clearly frightened by my bold actions.
Looking at the slippery feeling on my hand, I felt a surge of pride. I'd deal with this woman later in bed. But I wondered how her sister felt listening to the rain all night next door. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers have fallen?
Why did Wang Xia come back so quickly? I wonder which man she went to see in private. Appearances can be deceiving; with my experience appreciating flowers, I never saw such a seductive side beneath her calm face. Thinking of the scene I'd inadvertently witnessed, a surge of excitement rose within me: perhaps tonight would bring even greater rewards.

Chapter 114.
But I wondered what Wang Qian and her sister were saying inside. Although I heard sounds, they were faint, and with Wang Xia having deliberately turned on the TV, the volume was so loud I couldn't hear their conversation.
I considered eavesdropping behind the door, but then decided against it; what if they suddenly came out? That would be too embarrassing. Even if I had to be a true villain, I couldn't be a hypocrite—that was my principle. Besides, I wasn't particularly afraid; at worst, we could just part ways. Compared to Liu Qing discovering my affair with Liu Jie, this matter was nothing to me; after all, I didn't have deep feelings for Wang Qian.
Of course, I also understood this was the worst-case scenario; who wanted to be kicked out in the middle of the night and have to walk miles back to the guesthouse?
But what were those two whispering about inside? Why hadn't they come out yet? Judging from Wang Qian's imposing manner, I thought she was about to confront me, but when she saw her sister, she immediately deflated, her voice becoming softer, like a child who had done something wrong. This frustrated me; it seemed this fear wouldn't be something that would be overcome in a day or two.
I was lost in thought outside. The TV was blaring, but I wasn't really paying attention. After all, I'd seen "The Deer and the Cauldron" many times, and I didn't care about Tony Leung and Andy Lau's energetic performances. To be honest, though, I did envy Wei Xiaobao. A man with three wives and four concubines—how carefree! I've had quite a few women around me, too.
Thankfully, my worries were unfounded; Wang Xia didn't react excessively. A little while later, she had changed into her pajamas and came out with Wang Qian, giving me a gentle smile.
If it weren't for what happened last night, perhaps I wouldn't have had any improper thoughts. But now, looking at these two sisters sitting side by side, my mind was filled with fantasies, and a sense of anticipation grew within me.
Wang Xia started by asking some unrelated questions about me, and then we started chatting.
"Anyway, I can't sleep now, how about we play cards?"
I suggested, secretly thinking to myself.
"Great, great, three people can play Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game)."
Wang Qian, unaware of my thoughts, clapped her hands in agreement and quickly took out a deck of cards.
"Wait," I stopped Wang Qian from dealing the cards. "Playing like this isn't very interesting. How about we bet something, you two beauties?"
I teased her a little, deliberately giving Wang Xia and her sister a lecherous look.
Wang Xia remained calm, just smiling faintly and glancing at me casually. My heart skipped a beat; this woman was probably as cunning as I'd imagined. However, Wang Xia wasn't paying attention to her posture. She sat opposite me, her legs slightly parted, and my gaze kept wandering over her inner thighs.
"You pervert, what are you planning now? You don't want to gamble, do you?"
Wang Qian clicked her tongue, suddenly noticing my gaze, and instantly became furious, pinching me hard and yelling, "Sis, this pervert is peeping at you!"
Only then did Wang Xia notice my gaze on her underskirt, her face flushing red as she pulled her nightgown closer to her legs.
"You rascal, still not behaving yourself," Wang Qian muttered, leaning against me and practically hanging on me. I knew she was jealous, haha, and the object of her jealousy was her sister.
"Haha, what do you think we should bet on if not money? Bet on people?"
I noticed Wang Xia casually spread her legs slightly again, and I looked at her even more brazenly. Her open nightgown covered two-thirds of her thighs, and her white lace panties were peeking out, creating a tempting sight.
"Bet on people? How?"
Wang Qian looked up at me, our faces only centimeters apart. Looking at her alluring face, I couldn't resist giving her a kiss and said, "How do you think we should bet on people?" "You
jerk, my sister's here."
Instead of being annoyed by the kiss, Wang Qian blushed deeply. She secretly glanced at Wang Xia and saw that she was also blushing, her snow-white legs shifting constantly, intentionally or unintentionally spreading her thighs even wider.
A thought struck me, and I asked with a smile, "Wang Qian, how about we have the loser take off a piece of clothing?"
Although I addressed Wang Qian, my gaze was fixed on her sister.
"You jerk, you're trying to take advantage again, no way!" Before Wang Xia could even speak, she had already denied it.
"Then what should we do? How about we drink? Whoever loses drinks a glass. Do you have any beer here?" "
Beer? I just finished this morning, what should I do?"
Wang Qian got up and looked at the refrigerator, finally shaking her head regretfully.
"Well, how about I go downstairs to buy some?"
I said, standing up.
"It's this late, where can you buy beer outside? How about we drink baijiu? We still have a few bottles of Ruzhou Special Qu at home," Wang Qian suddenly suggested.
I almost stumbled, turning back to look at Wang Xia sitting there and asking, "What did Sister Wang say?"
I didn't know what Wang Qian had said to her in the room earlier, but now it seemed this woman had no intention of going back to her room. What a strange pair of sisters! I found it unbelievable, because Wang Xia didn't seem like a promiscuous woman at all, yet she acted in ways that led to misunderstandings.
"Let's just play around, no betting, we have to go to work tomorrow, what if we get drunk?"
She wasn't sleepy at all.
"How can that be? What's the point of playing cards without betting? We're just here for fun. How about we switch to smaller glasses, that way you won't get drunk, okay?"
I suggested, looking at them.
"Okay, let's do it, who's afraid of who? Let's see if my sister and I can get you drunk!"
Wang Qian said confidently, pulling out two bottles of special liquor from under the cupboard and then taking out several small glasses.
Seeing that Wang Xia didn't object and sat down at the table, I cleared my throat and said, "Let me make it clear, in this card game, we're betting on honesty and cheating, not cheating. No cheating if you lose, you have to drink, and we'll settle the score after each round."
"We all know that, stop nagging and just deal the cards!"
Wang Qian exclaimed again.
I never expected to be the landlord in the first round. It seems even the heavens are on my side. We have no limits; we're just drinking one cup after another.
After only a few hands, I could tell that Wang Xia was playing well, while Wang Qian was just loud and boisterous, with no real skill. ...
"A pair of 10s, nobody wants them, right?"
I said, smiling at the two of them. When Wang Xia saw me looking at her, she instinctively pulled her leg back and covered her skirt with her hand.
"Next, you're not going to take a King, are you? Hehe, if you don't take it, I'm leaving... A pair of 4s."
I said, throwing the cards on the table.
"What's going on? I haven't even played my big cards yet, and my three Queens are stuck in my hand. I should have played them."
Wang Qian threw down her cards with a hint of anger.
"Hehe, hesitation only leads to trouble. You still have two single cards that you can't get rid of. Hurry up and drink; I said no cheating." I urged her.
"When have I ever renege on a debt? Are you kidding me?"
Wang Qian deftly poured the wine into her mouth, then turned the glass upside down, not spilling a drop.
Our rule here is that if you spill three drops of wine while the glass is upside down, you have to drink another glass as a penalty. I didn't expect this girl to know that. Seeing Wang Qian's hearty manner, I sighed inwardly; it turns out she wasn't entirely useless.
After Wang Qian finished drinking, we both stared at Wang Xia, who obediently raised her glass and sipped the wine.
"Shuffle, shuffle,"
Wang Qian urged, annoyed by her loss.
"Almost done," I quickly shuffled the cards.
The second round was Wang Qian's turn to be the landlord, but she lost badly. She was suppressed by Wang Xia and me after only three hands, and finally had to drink two glasses of wine.
The third round was mine, and of course, I won effortlessly again.
"Chen Chunyu, you're cheating! It's like you knew what I was going to play!" Wang Qian, seeing me lose three hands in a row, immediately became upset and started teasing me.
"Sister Wang Xia, do you think I cheated?"
I retorted to her sister.
"Your brain is too sharp; you can predict what cards we'll play,"
Wang Xia exclaimed.
Sharp brain? Hmph, I felt a surge of pride. If my master knew I used my brain on playing cards, I wondered whether he would laugh or cry.
I admit my brain is quite sharp. In fact, from the moment I receive a hand of cards, I'm 90% sure whether I'll win or lose. So I discard cards very decisively. Once the opponent plays a card, I rarely have time to think; I just throw out my own cards. It's simple, and they rarely play cards that are unexpected.
I can say I have 100% confidence in playing cards. In fact, I've always been very confident in myself; you could simply call it arrogance. I have great faith in my judgment, and in fact, my judgment is rarely wrong. One needs confidence in whatever one does; otherwise, it's all meaningless.
Once people start playing cards, they tend to overlook many things, such as drinking. Although the glasses were small, we had already finished two bottles without realizing it. Of course, I also had a few drinks. After all, if I kept winning, the two sisters would definitely get bored and leave early, which would prevent my plan from being realized.
And I timed it perfectly. Wang Xia originally said she'd go to sleep after two bottles of wine. Ruzhou Special Qu is a popular drink here; it's not very strong, so it's not easy to get drunk, but two bottles for three people isn't a small amount. I deliberately made myself the landlord in the last round, pretending to lose, and only poured one glass of wine. Wang Qian naturally wouldn't stand for it and insisted I drink two glasses, so she opened another bottle, her body still slightly drunk.
Since the wine was open, we started playing again.
Before long, Wang Qian could barely hold her cards; she'd drunk the most and lost the most tonight. She slumped onto the table and fell asleep. Wang Xia, sitting opposite me, was also about five or six points drunk, barely managing to stay seated.
"Sister Wang, why don't we stop playing and go to sleep?"
I said, seeing the opportunity.
"Okay, let's go to sleep," she said, swaying as she stood up, completely oblivious to the inappropriateness of her words.
"I'll help you to the bedroom."
Seeing her flushed face and slightly rapid breathing, I knew my chance had come.
"No need, no need, help Wang Qian to the bedroom to sleep."
Wang Xia was still lucid and waved her hand.
"It's alright,"
I stepped forward and grabbed her arm.
As I put Wang Xia on the bed, I deliberately pretended to stumble, and we both fell onto the bed, her full, soft breasts changing shape under the pressure of my chest.
"Get up quickly!"
Wang Xia exclaimed, pushing me away.
"Shh," I put my finger to my lips mysteriously, but didn't stand up.
"Wh...what?"
She was stunned for a moment.
I smoothed the messy hair on Wang Xia's forehead and said softly, "Sister Wang, you are really beautiful."
"Liar...liar..."
She struggled in my arms, but her tone was like a little girl pouting.
"I'm telling the truth."
Suddenly, I kissed her forehead, then swiftly looked up. "They say mature women are the most beautiful, and you're like a blooming flower, making my heart flutter. Sister Wang, I want to be with you so much."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Let me go! It'll be troublesome if Xiaoqian sees us."
She panicked, pushing me away forcefully, not realizing she'd uttered a grammatically incorrect sentence.
"Don't move,"
I held her arms firmly, looking down into her eyes. "I'll just hold you like this for a while."
"No, get up now!" she protested, but her body stopped struggling.
Seeing her retreat made me smug. I licked her snow-white breasts exposed by her nightgown. "Sister, your skin is so white."
She exuded a faint fragrance. Mature women are far superior to naive women; they naturally change a lot after being touched by a man.
At first, she probably just thought I was being a little groping, nothing more. She didn't expect me to be so bold and abrupt. It wasn't until I kissed her breasts that she reacted, her face flushed, pushing my head away to stop me.
"What are you doing? Get out of here!"
Wang Xia said angrily, pressing her hands to her chest.
"Sister, you're so beautiful. I liked you the moment I saw you," I
said, so close, feeling her pounding heart. I looked up at her, my burning gaze filled with desire.
Before she could react, I hugged her again, saying, "Can I hug you a little longer?"
Before she could refuse, I hugged Wang Xia again.
"Don't move," she warned, pushing me away.
Heh, my attitude softened. Past experiences gave me strong confidence; unless someone was truly chaste, few could resist my persistent advances.
Of course, with a woman like Wang Xia, you have to proceed gradually; you can't appear like a lustful man. I held her body, my hands moving slowly down her back, finally sliding to the zipper on her back and gently pulling it, making a "squeak" sound.
Wang Xia clearly realized what I was doing, struggled slightly in my arms, and whispered, "You...you're going a bit too far."

Chapter 115
I couldn't help but look down at this beautiful body. Because of the alcohol, her face was fair with a pinkish tinge, and her eyes looked at me coquettishly. The soft light shone on her chest, further highlighting her snow-white skin; the low neckline vaguely revealed her full breasts and deep cleavage. Beneath her nightgown, a pair of snow-white thighs were long and full; hers, a pair of dewy, luscious thighs. Before she could continue, I had already silenced her with a kiss, gently tracing her red lips. The moment my lips touched her smooth mouth, my heart was completely intoxicated, the scent of wine intoxicating…
“Mmm…”
Wang Xia let out a soft moan, her heart tightening, her face flushing red. “You… what are you doing? Don’t… don’t do this…”
Ignoring her resistance, my left hand slipped under her skirt, my index and middle fingers parting her white lace panties, my palm pressing in and kneading her.
Her body trembled immediately, her face contorted with shame and indignation. She desperately tried to push away my rough hand, but to no avail. She was utterly powerless, her body trembling uncontrollably, like noodles just cooked.
I sneered inwardly, pressing my body tightly against hers, kissing her lips, cheeks, and neck. My other hand slipped inside her neckline, wantonly kneading her full breasts.
Wang Xia was powerless to resist at this moment. Considering Wang Qian outside the door, she dared not shout, only swaying her body and crying out, "No!"
However, her resistance was largely ineffective. I coldly pulled out my left hand and placed it in front of her eyes; she was already overflowing with desire from my earlier stimulation.
"You...bastard, let me go!"
Her face was flushed, and she instinctively bit her lip, clutching the top of her nightgown tightly with both hands to cover her unspeakable sensuality.
Unfortunately, her legs were forcefully spread and pressed down, making escape impossible. I quickly unbuckled my belt, removing all my restraints.
"Ugh...ugh!"
Wang Xia naturally understood what was about to happen, so she desperately tried to avoid me, closing her eyes and not daring to look at me. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She opened her mouth to scream, but my mouth silenced her, preventing any sound. She could only struggle silently in my arms, unaware that her twisting only gave me more opportunities to grope her, driving me almost to madness. My lips moved away from hers, kissing her flushed breasts incessantly.
"Chen Chunyu, don't do this… I'm Wang Qian's sister, how can you do this? I have a husband…"
Wang Xia, her lips finally freed, began to plead again.
"So what? Didn't you sneak out to meet some other man tonight?"
I sneered, continuing to stimulate every sensitive spot on her full, alluring body.
Sure enough, her body stiffened instantly, and I took the opportunity to pull off her nightgown, the white straps hanging on her slender arms.
"That…that's not right either, it's different, stop…"
Feeling a chill on her skin, she realized her clothes were about to slip off. She frantically grabbed the hem of her pajamas, wailing and refusing to let go.
Looking at her pitifully beautiful, tearful state, my heart trembled. I couldn't resist brushing aside her slightly disheveled long hair, my tongue gently licking her cheeks, flushed crimson with excitement.
"Ugh... um..."
Wang Xia kept her eyes tightly shut, afraid to cry out, only moaning softly. I knew she was responding, but I didn't know that her emotions were constantly oscillating between desire and reason.
Strictly speaking, Wang Xia was an enviable woman. A graduate of a nursing school, she was immediately assigned to the Huadong Hospital in the county town as a nurse in the surgery department. She was only eighteen then, a naive and inexperienced young girl. She had a boyfriend in school named Gao Feng, a shy boy. Both were rather gentle, so despite dating for two years, their physical contact was limited to hugging and cuddling; Wang Xia refused to cross that line. After being assigned to the hospital, Wang Xia met more people and gradually became dissatisfied. Gao Feng, due to his personality, was incapable of currying favor with superiors. So, after a three-month internship at the hospital, he was reassigned to a community health clinic as a doctor.
It was at this time that Zheng Changyin appeared. He had twisted his ankle in an accident. It wasn't serious, but because of his official position, the hospital specially arranged a special care ward for him, and he became the nurse in that ward.
To be precise, her first impression of Zheng Changyin was terrible. He didn't look like a man at all, and his eyes kept sneaking glances at her legs, especially when he was putting an IV drip in her neckline; he even brazenly looked inside her collar.
After learning she wasn't married, he became even more relentlessly persistent, determined to seduce her. Although she initially found it repulsive, under the envious and jealous gazes of her fellow nurses at the hospital, she experienced a sense of triumph for the first time. Eventually, her thinking began to change. Being the wife of a construction bureau official was far better than being the wife of a doctor. After weighing the pros and cons, she disregarded the gossip at the hospital and quickly slept with Zheng Changyin…
Being the wife of a construction bureau official was undoubtedly glamorous. Soon, she used the excuse of feeling unwell while working as a nurse at the hospital to be transferred to a bank and become a section chief—all thanks to her husband. She originally planned to live like this forever; after all, a woman follows her husband wherever he goes. Although Zheng Changyin's body had long been ruined by alcohol and women and he was completely incapable in bed, she was prepared to continue living like this. A few days ago, she forgot a document at home. In a rush to get it, she hurried home from work, only to find her husband and another woman lying on the sofa. Zheng Changyin was naked, writhing like a large worm, while the other woman wore high heels and had underwear hanging on her pale right calf…
She was instantly devastated, as if struck on the head with a club. She stood there, stunned. At that moment, the two despicable women noticed her. Zheng Changyin mumbled an explanation… She didn't listen to a word. Although surprised, she felt no sadness. She had never loved Zheng Changyin; he had given her too much, and they had a son, so she maintained the family.
Now, she had an excuse to cheat, so she moved to her sister's place, using anger as an excuse to frequently stay away from home.
Deep down, she still couldn't forget Gao Feng. Although she had left him, he was perfect in her letters... So she secretly looked up the community clinic where he had been sent to work, only to find out he had been laid off and now ran a small private clinic. The two finally reconnected, but unfortunately, Gao Feng was now married. Plus, his wife kept a close eye on him, so she hadn't had a chance. They had arranged to meet secretly at a small hotel that night. She arrived early, hoping to surprise her first love, but unexpectedly discovered Gao Feng's wife was also there, catching them in the act. She was startled and secretly ran back, wondering why the lights were still on. Had she forgotten to turn them off? She hadn't expected to open the door to find her sister doing something shameful, and this man was the very person who had saved her son a few days ago! Her mind went blank...
Although she thought about many things, it was only for a fleeting moment. When she came to her senses, she found the man gripping her ankle, lifting and spreading her snow-white thighs.
"No...don't stop!"
Wang Xia cried out repeatedly, but as the thick thing entered her body, she couldn't help but furrow her brows in pain, her long eyelashes twitched, and tears fell.
I had no idea that Wang Xia's mind was racing so much at that moment. I kept kissing her lips, trying to dispel her remaining restraint. Sure enough, under the kisses, Wang Xia's heart was in turmoil, and she returned the kisses passionately. After a while, she uttered indistinct murmurs: "No...there...mmm..."
Looking at her slightly closed almond eyes and rapid breathing in ecstasy, and smelling her intoxicating fragrance, I suddenly had a thought and stopped.
"Don't stop..."
Wang Xia was writhing and enjoying herself when it suddenly stopped. She instinctively cried out, then realized I hadn't continued. Her rationality returned a little. She glanced at me and saw me smiling at her. Her face turned even redder, her watery almond eyes closed tightly again, and she struggled, twisting her snow-white body, crying out, "Chen Chunyu, let me go..."
Her alluring body rubbed against mine.
"Haha, let you go. I don't think I can hold you down now, do I?"
I laughed as I lifted myself up.
"You..."
She struggled to sit up, but I thrust hard into her. Caught off guard, she felt her snow-white, delicate breasts rise with pleasure, her cherry lips parted, and she let out a soft, pleasurable moan.
"Was it good, Sister Wang Xia?"
I asked, smiling at her.
"You bastard... let me go... take that thing out..."
she said, but didn't actually do anything.
"Too late..."
I wrapped my arms around her waist and started moving again. We were like a small boat on the sea, rising and falling with the waves.
Wang Xia instinctively grabbed my back, feeling like she was floating in mid-air, her mind blank, wanting nothing but to melt into this man's body.
"Is it comfortable?"
I asked again.
"Mmm..."
This time she didn't hesitate at all, probably completely lost in desire.
"How does it compare to Director Zheng?"
I patted her thigh and changed my position.
Wang Xia immediately understood, turning over and lying face down on the bed: "He's no good at all, all looks and no substance, he finished in two minutes on the bed..."
Wang Xia was now incredibly alluring, her jade-like cheeks hinting at spring, which fueled my lust and made me even more frantic. My mind was filled with fantasies: You dare look at Jiang Ailian, you lecherous scoundrel, how dare you secretly look at Village Chief Jiang? You look at my woman, I'll play with your woman. The thought of him secretly eyeing Jiang Ailian at Director Zheng's house that night filled me with resentment, but I couldn't show it because I needed his help. I had long considered Jiang Ailian my possession; no one but me could touch her. And that bastard Director Zheng actually dared to try and take advantage of her. I clearly saw him secretly touch her palm as he shook hands with her goodbye before we left. This was one of the reasons Jiang Ailian snapped at me tonight. I had planned to get revenge later, but the opportunity presented itself so quickly, though in a different way.
"How does it compare to the man you went out to have an affair with tonight, you slut?" The more
I thought about it, the more satisfied I became, and I slapped her hard on the butt.
"I haven't slept with him..."
Just as we were getting intense, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and Wang Qian staggered in, saying, "What are you doing..."
We were both startled, especially Wang Xia, whose body trembled as she climaxed at that moment.
But what surprised us even more was that after saying that, Wang Qian lay back on the bed and fell asleep again.
After her climax, Wang Xia was naturally exhausted, her body completely sprawled on the bed, while I, still unsatisfied, couldn't resist turning her over and mounting her again. Wang Xia, mindful of her younger sister beside her, didn't dare to make a sound, biting her pillowcase tightly. But this diminished the excitement for me, so finally, I gritted my teeth, picked Wang Xia up again, and whispered, "Let's go out." She immediately understood, her legs tightly clamping around my waist, and we walked away while continuing our lovemaking. Finally, we went to Wang Qian's room and had another round...
Wang Xia lay in my arms for a while, then struggled to sit up, blushing as she cleaned herself up, and then started wiping me with a towel. Women usually regain their senses after pleasure, but she probably could only be docile in front of me now, after all, she had said too many embarrassing things.
"Looks like your after-sales service is pretty good?"
I smiled and stroked her body, teasing her.
Wang Xia was also a smart woman, and now she lay obediently in my arms. She probably understood that since I dared to do this, I must be a relatively strong man, so she didn't dare to say anything threatening to me, otherwise, if things were exposed, she would probably be the first to be affected.
"We have to cover it up tomorrow, don't let Xiao Qian know."
She said this, her face suddenly turned red, probably remembering that I had just slept with Wang Qian not long ago, and then slept with her again.
"Your body is fuller than Wang Qian's."
I continued to dispel her shame, "especially here,"
and then I grabbed her body.
"Don't say anymore." Sure enough, her face didn't look good.
"I'm serious,"
I said to myself, removing her hand.

Chapter 116
"Especially like this... what did you eat?"
I looked at her in astonishment. I couldn't tell the effect from the outside, but I didn't expect that when I squeezed her hand, she was so plump, like two huge steamed buns. I couldn't help but knead her hard, my ten fingers sinking into her like dough, and I could see Wang Qian's eyes were closed in a blissful expression.
"I don't know either..."
she moaned intermittently. "I used to feel embarrassed when men's eyes were glancing at my chest, but I got used to it."
I rolled over and took a few bites, and seeing the indescribable allure, my interest was piqued again. "Sister Wang, you look so enthusiastic, you're practically itching for more, how about we do it again?"
Wang Xia, who had been enjoying my caresses with her eyes closed, was startled and hurriedly pushed me away, saying, "No, you bastard, try touching me again."
"Is it no more today or no more in the future?"
I chuckled, teasing her.
"No more in the future!"
She understood what I meant, but her face showed a hint of resoluteness, as if her reason had returned.
"Really?"
Of course, I wouldn't let her fully recover, so I pretended to be disappointed and looked at her sadly.
"I...I..."
Her mouth stammered, unable to say a word of refusal.
Actually, I've always thought that having an affair is like taking heroin; once you've done it the first time, it's hard to quit. I believe that even though Wang Xia has regained her senses now, I'm sure I can easily get her again given the chance.
"Alright, it's getting late, I should go back to my room. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome if Xiaoqian finds out when she comes back."
Wang Xia suddenly seemed to remember something and quickly sat up.
"It's okay, she drank so much tonight, she definitely won't wake up for a while, don't worry." I reached out and pulled Wang Xia back into my arms.
"Did you plan this all along tonight? Did you deliberately get my sister drunk and then take the opportunity to rape me?"
Wang Xia glared at me while lying in my arms.
I was speechless. What kind of rape is this? It's clearly an affair! Why are you making it sound so awful? I fell for you after just one word from you."
I slapped her butt.
"Fell for me? Then what about you and my sister?"
She glared at me again.
"This...this..."
I was speechless for a moment, not expecting to fall into the trap I had dug myself.
"Say it, why did you stop? Weren't you quite smug just now?"
She smiled coquettishly, looking at me, seemingly wanting to see me make a fool of myself.
Actually, I knew she wasn't angry, so I said nonchalantly, "What, I like both of them? Even ancient emperors had three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines."
"You really think you're an emperor."
She rolled her eyes at me.
"Of course, I've always considered myself the emperor in bed."
"Who cares about you?"
She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Alright, I really have to go, I have to go to work tomorrow."
"Let me bring Wang Qian over, otherwise she'll be suspicious if she finds her room isn't right in the morning."
I also sat up.
"No way." I didn't expect Wang Xia to refuse immediately.
"What for?"
I was startled.
"I can bring her over..."
she said hesitantly, "but you're not allowed to be a pervert tonight."
So that's what it was about. I hadn't been interested in it before, but after she said that, my interest was piqued.
I carefully carried Wang Qian into the room, and I couldn't resist starting to move. At first, Wang Qian was just moaning incoherently, her slender fingers exploring my body.
Eventually, she started moaning unrestrainedly. I thought smugly that Wang Xia next door must be furious.
In my hazy state, I heard noises next door and quickly opened my eyes. I realized it was already daylight; Wang Xia must have gotten up. Looking at the still-sleeping Wang Qian, I secretly sat up.
Sure enough, the bathroom door was ajar, and Wang Xia's figure was moving inside. I quietly walked to the door, slipped inside, and closed it behind me.
"You bastard, you're awake?"
Sure enough, Wang Xia didn't give me a friendly look. She was brushing her teeth in front of the mirror.
"Oh!"
Because she hadn't changed into her formal attire, she wasn't wearing a bra, and her white, full breasts were clearly visible. I couldn't help but peek inside.
"You pervert, what are you doing!"
Without warning, she stomped hard on my foot.
Our bodies were pressed tightly together, and I could clearly feel the dampness on Wang Xia's body and smell her fragrance. I believed Wang Xia felt the same way, since she clearly shifted her body slightly to avoid my advances.
"What do you think?"
A thought stirred within me. Looking at this beautiful woman's languid demeanor, my desire finally boiled over. After all, morning is when men are most easily aroused.
I pulled her closer to the pool, slipped my left hand under her skirt, and felt around. Sure enough, she wasn't wearing underwear, which made things even easier.
"You bastard, are you crazy…"
Her phoenix eyes widened in shock as she turned to look at me. Chapter 117 (
11-15 ) : The shop owner didn't notice anyone following him. After a while, he handed his cold drink stall to a watermelon vendor nearby and turned away. However, he didn't go far, only turning into an alley before stopping. We saw all the people who had been jeering at us earlier. The ice cream vendor pulled out a soft-pack of Red Golden Dragon ice cream and handed one to each of us, then lit it, took a few puffs, and said, "Damn it, bad luck. If it weren't for that kid, we would have succeeded already." Wang Qian knew something was wrong when she saw me follow her, so although she had many questions, she remained silent and hid behind a pile of bricks with me. Seeing that the honest-looking farmer was also there, Wang Qian, even if she was stupid, knew something was wrong. She glanced at me and was about to speak when I quickly covered her mouth and gestured towards the group. "Damn, you guys are really something. I bet that kid was just bluffing us. What North District Police Station? What a coincidence! Brother Zhang, why are you so scared? If you ask me, we should have gone with them to see what the police were up to. What if they really brought money?" another person suggested, blowing out a smoke ring. "Are you really stupid or just pretending?" the shopkeeper glared at him and said. "Didn't you see that kid didn't believe a word we said? Do you think I'm any older than you? Have I been eating for nothing all these years? I can still tell people apart. That young man is really something. Didn't you see his face not even change when he heard he'd found several thousand dollars? If you heard that, you'd probably be red with excitement." "That's true. I was wondering why the kid's eyes were so off. Did he realize that Sanlengzi and I were shills?" "Of course. Let's just say we're unlucky. Damn it, we finally caught a stupid woman, and that bastard ruined it." The ice cream vendor threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it a few times. "Who are you calling a stupid woman?" Before I could react, Wang Qian rushed out from behind the pile of bricks. I couldn't stop her in time. "It's you!" The group was stunned for a moment, but when they looked at the alley entrance, smiles appeared on their faces. "What do you want?" Wang Qian realized she had acted too impulsively; there were four of them. " Aren't you a stupid woman? I knew things were going to get complicated when I saw her rush out. You're hopelessly stupid." Helpless, I shook my head and went out, forcing a laugh, "Good morning, everyone. The weather's nice today. Guys, I don't want any trouble. How about we let this go?" "Chen Chunyu, you're encouraging criminals' arrogance!" Before I could finish, Wang Qian shouted again, probably feeling more emboldened after seeing me. "Shut up!" I couldn't help but scold them. Seeing the bulges in their waistbands, they were clearly carrying weapons. Although I wasn't afraid of four people, I was still a little worried about having Wang Qian with me. Hearing my loud rebuke, Wang Qian fell silent. I looked at the leader, waiting for his decision. "Aren't you going to call the police?" the ice cream vendor asked tentatively. "Cats have their ways, dogs have theirs. Since you guys are in this line of work, you must have someone protecting you. Why should I make trouble for myself? Besides, what good would calling the police do? You didn't steal or rob, so we have no evidence to prove you're fraud. Furthermore, there's no such thing as a free lunch. Like you said, only a fool would believe such a scam. If he does, it just means he's blinded by money, and he can't blame anyone but himself for being greedy." I paused before continuing. Actually, judging from their brazen behavior, I knew this group was definitely from the county town. Who would believe they didn't have connections? Even if you had evidence, they'd just go to the police station, pay a fine, and be out again. They might even retaliate later. Why should I make trouble for myself? "Okay, I believe you. Blackie, let them go." The boss nodded. I pulled Wang Qian along and we walked quite a distance before she finally broke free of my arm. She glared at me and said, "Chen Chunyu, only today do I realize what kind of person you are. Cowardly, selfish, and utterly devoid of any sense of justice. You refuse to do anything to help others. If those swindlers aren't caught, who knows how many more people they'll scam?" "Then why didn't you arrest them and take them to the police station?" I asked, amused by her angry expression. "I... I'm a girl, what good am I? Didn't you see the look of wanting to eat me alive in their eyes?" Wang Qian's confidence faltered again. "I saw it. I even saw they were carrying weapons," I recounted my earlier discovery. "Really?" Wang Qian exclaimed, patting her ample bosom. "Luckily, I didn't act recklessly, or things would have been much worse." "Hmph, even a rabbit will bite when cornered. Even if it were a bunch of thugs, it wouldn't have been a big deal. If you had provoked them further, you might have lost your life." "They really dare to kill someone?" Wang Qian asked, somewhat incredulously. "They wouldn't dare. At most, they'd leave you half-dead, in the hospital for a few months. But when they get nervous, they don't know their own strength, so accidental killing is still possible," I analyzed. "Is it that serious? If that's the case, then there's no such thing as heroism in this society." "Heroism exists, but you have to act within your capabilities. If you really can't, you have to use your wits, otherwise it's not worth risking your own life." "I'm not listening to your nonsense anymore. I'll be more careful in the future. By the way, it's almost eleven o'clock. Let's go to the hospital for lunch. After lunch, I'll go straight to work at the hospital. You can come and play in our duty room." I thought about Jiang Ailian's grumpy face at the guesthouse, and finally shook my head and said, "Never mind, I have something to do. I'll come find you when I have time." "Oh, is that so?" Sure enough, she showed a disappointed expression, but then she waved her hand at me and said, "Then I won't stay. I'll go to the hospital for lunch." I had just turned around and taken a few steps when Wang Qian suddenly called me again, ran over, hugged me and kissed me, and whispered, "Will you come to the duty room with me tonight?" "Oh?" My eyes lit up. I hugged her back and, seeing that no one was paying attention to us, I reached out and squeezed her full breasts. Wang Qian's delicate body trembled slightly from the pain, and she reached out to hit me: "What nonsense are you thinking? Your mind is full of lewd ideas. I just wanted you to keep me company; it's so boring working alone. I don't know why, but these past few days, all I can think about is you, you scoundrel. I don't want to be apart from you for even a moment."

I was startled. Could it be that Wang Qian had really fallen in love with me? Then I thought it was absurd. It was probably just the novelty of this girl experiencing passion. I remembered how I felt about my sister-in-law at first, wanting to hold her in my arms all day long. Thinking of this, I missed my sister-in-law and couldn't help but go to a nearby shop to make a phone call, directly to her office.
"Hello," came my sister-in-law's sweet voice on the other end.
"Is Chen Chunyu there?"
I asked deliberately, using a affected tone.
"He's away on a business trip. And you are?"
my sister-in-law hesitated before asking.
"Oh, is that so? Are you Chen Chunyu's girlfriend, Liu Jie?" "
I…"
My sister-in-law's voice clearly faltered, then she emphasized with a hint of shyness, "I think you've got it wrong. I'm not his girlfriend, but his girlfriend's older sister. Chen Chunyu's girlfriend is named Liu Qing."
Hearing her answer, I figured there was no one in the office, otherwise she wouldn't have explained so clearly.
"No way, sister-in-law, this really hurts my feelings. Didn't you promise to be my girlfriend?"
I suddenly changed my voice back, feigning sadness.
"Chen Chunyu?"
Liu Jie's voice immediately became urgent: "What are you doing? Honestly, I'm on a regular shift. How's the work going? Are you settling in with life in the county town? What did Director Zheng say?"
"Slow down, ask them one by one. I'll ask first, have you missed me?"
I asked, holding the phone.
"No," my sister-in-law answered crisply on the other end, but then chuckled and said softly, "Xiaoyu, when are you coming back?"
"Soon..."
Sensing my sister-in-law's concern, I lost interest in teasing her and reported on the progress of my work over the past few days. Of course, I didn't tell her about some of the dangerous situations, otherwise it would only increase her worry.
Just as I reached Jiang Ailian's door, I heard Xia Xiaoli's angry voice: "Mom, aren't you annoying? How many times have I told you? I'm not a child. I can tell good people from bad people."
"Why don't you listen to me, you brat? I know Chen Chunyu best. He's a scoundrel. What good will it do you to hang out with him? What if you get hurt?"
That was Jiang Ailian's voice.
My raised hand froze. I hadn't expected that Jiang Ailian would think of me this way.
"I don't believe it. Brother Wang is a good person. He's not the kind of person you're describing. Besides, I just like Brother Wang, so what? Is that illegal?"
Xia Xiaoli's stubborn voice came from inside again.
"Slap!" Before I could fully process what was happening, I heard a crisp slap. I was shocked. Why was Jiang Ailian acting like this?
"You hit me?"
Xia Xiaoli's incredulous voice came from inside.
"Hitting you is too lenient. You're in high school and still don't listen to your parents. You're in your senior year and still acting crazy. He's a good person, but you don't know what he's been doing behind my back. I'm telling you, you're not allowed to see him again."
"What he's been doing? You told me! You only know how to slander people behind their backs. You've been doing all sorts of good deeds yourself. Don't think I don't know about you and Li's third son."
"You..."
I heard their argument getting more and more heated. Just as I was about to go in, I saw Xia Xiaoli rush out the door with red eyes and slam it shut. She was about to rush downstairs when she saw me standing at the door. She was about to call out when I covered her mouth and led her downstairs.
"Haven't eaten yet?"
Xia Xiaoli was about to speak when I stopped her. "Let's find a place to eat first, and we can talk while we eat."
"Okay," she finally nodded.
However, neither of us was in a good mood. Xia Xiaoli was naturally upset about the argument, while I was upset about Jiang Ailian's evaluation of me. I didn't expect that she thought I was so terrible. I wondered if I had gone too far last night.
After lunch, I took Xia Xiaoli back to school. She initially refused, but after my insistence, she finally agreed. This time, because Xia Xiaoli led the way, the gatekeeper didn't stop me; he just had me sign a form and let me in.
However, once back at school, she refused to go to the classroom. Instead, she gave me a sly look and said, "I took half a day off, and I don't want to go to the classroom now. How about I take you for a walk around the campus?"
Thinking about it, she probably wasn't in the mood to study, so I figured it was better for her to talk to me and let her have her way.
Actually, there wasn't much to see at No. 4 Middle School—just a large playground, a few lab buildings, and some teaching buildings and dormitories.
"It's too hot outside. Let's sit in our dormitory for a while; there's a fan there, it'll be cool,"
she suggested, blushing.
"Okay!" My heart warmed. I'd never been to a girls' dormitory before; I wondered what it was like. "I'm afraid your dorm manager won't let us in."
"Watch me,"
Xia Xiaoli walked to the dorm manager's window, blocking the window to talk to the older woman, then quickly waved her hand behind her back to let me slip past.
At this time, the dormitory building was deserted and quiet.
Once upstairs, I quietly asked, "Do you often do this kind of thing?"
"No way! My dorm sisters and I used to discuss how to sneak in, and I never thought it would actually work."
Xia Xiaoli said, pushing open the door. My eyes widened immediately. A line was strung up in the dormitory, covered with girls' clothes—skirts, pants, underwear, bras—it was overwhelming. Even though I'm thick-skinned, I couldn't help but blush. I greedily looked at these things; most were cute, but there weren't any adult items.
"No boys usually come to our dorm. I'll tidy up, tidy up..."
Xia Xiaoli had just thought of this too, and immediately blushed as she began to tidy up.
"Don't bother, these clothes are only half-dry, how are you going to clean them?"
I said, lifting the curtain and pulling her to sit on the bed.
She let out a soft gasp and sat down, right next to me.
I'm taller than her, so I could easily look down at her pale pink bra, which encased two full breasts as delicate as tofu. Xia Xiaoli's two smooth, white thighs also came into view. The little girl is getting more and more charming, truly a girl changes a lot as she grows up. Looking at her pair of bright, alluring eyes gazing at me coquettishly, I couldn't suppress my passion and couldn't help but put my arm around her shoulder. She only stiffened slightly but didn't pull away.
"Xiaoli, you're getting more and more beautiful."
I inhaled the faint scent of virginity emanating from her body, and my heart pounded even harder.
"Mmm," she murmured, her face flushed, unsure of what to say, and just lowered her head nervously.
Seeing that she didn't object, I half-embraced her and lowered my head to kiss her cherry-like lips.
"Mmm..."
Xia Xiaoli let out a shy moan, staring at me with wide, startled eyes.

Chapter 118
I've always been drawn to the shy demeanor of young girls, especially Xia Xiaoli. Xia Xiaoli, being Jiang Ailian's daughter, is indeed a beauty in the making. This girl is beautiful, but she carries a touch of youthful naiveté. Nevertheless, I'm captivated. "Don't say a girl is delicate and flawless, for she is full of wonder; a girl of eighteen is like a budding flower, just beginning to bloom..." Seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls are like flower buds just beginning to unfurl, not yet displaying their full beauty, but at their most tender. Generally, their skin has just completed the transition from childhood to adulthood, slowly emerging from its cocoon like a butterfly.
I'm not saying this without reason. Look at the girls under fifteen or sixteen on the street; they walk with a carefree gait. Even the quietest girls are merely dull, their eyes devoid of any light, only timid. They haven't fully learned how to dress themselves, their bodies haven't matured, they are still just newly sprouted buds, not yet capable of arousing any interest. Sixteen is a threshold; most girls begin to develop rapidly during this season, preparing to emerge from their cocoons. Just as a caterpillar transforms into a butterfly
, it takes time. While butterflies are beautiful, caterpillars are quite ugly. Similarly, most girls start developing acne around fifteen or sixteen, which is itself part of the process of emerging from their cocoons. Xia Xiaoli at this moment resembled a butterfly that had just emerged from its cocoon, her entire body delicate and tender—precisely what captivated me. "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may," as the saying goes…
Of course, I always understood the principle of "haste makes waste." I held her close, asking her questions, my large hand seemingly casually brushing against her chest. She simply blushed and remained silent, the silence making the space even more ambiguous.
When my left hand tightened, her body trembled slightly. I exerted force, half-pressing her into my arms. Xia Xiaoli appeared weak and powerless in my embrace, breathing softly.
The contact between the two drove her wild; her heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest. The man's broad chest stirred something within her, and the feelings that had long since blossomed made her extremely uncomfortable amidst the throbbing. Her helpless body instinctively tried to resist, but her large hands held her firmly in their embrace.
Xia Xiaoli had been beautiful since childhood, naturally attracting attention. She remembered how, in elementary school, male classmates would often tease her by untying her braids or stuffing frogs, cockroaches, crabs, and other toys into her drawers. This was a way for children to express affection, but everything was so ambiguous, and children, being so naive, didn't realize that such actions would only backfire.
Xia Xiaoli was bullied at school, and when she went home, she would cry to her father. But her father always told her to be tolerant and not to play with the troublemakers, never considering going to the school to have the teachers intervene.
Therefore, Xia Xiaoli felt incredibly disappointed in her father from a young age. This deep-seated resentment grew stronger with age, especially with her mother's constant interference, which made her feel incredibly stifled at home. This resulted in a personality that was gentle yet sharp, soft yet stubborn. During a movie outing in Luzhen, she was bullied and dared not speak up. Just when she was panicked and helpless, Chen Chunyu rescued her without hesitation. Although he eventually became physically indecent, her feelings had completely changed; at least she no longer rejected him.
After returning home, she harbored a slightly domineering impression of him, secretly inquiring about his background. Surprisingly, she didn't feel disgusted by his repeated actions; instead, she grew increasingly attached to him, seemingly craving his protection.
So, as long as his actions weren't too outrageous, Xia Xiaoli would comply. Although she knew he had a girlfriend, and a very beautiful one at that, Xia Xiaoli didn't reject his unreasonable behavior; in fact, sometimes she even quite desired it. This was because he perfectly matched her ideal husband image: tall, strong, and with a touch of domineering.
Unbeknownst to her, she suffered from a mild Oedipus complex; her father had always been this way, not a drunkard who only knew how to drink all day.
Xia Xiaoli wore a snow-white t-shirt and denim shorts, looking quite refreshing. Seeing that she didn't resist and instead closed her eyes, appearing completely at my mercy, I was naturally tempted. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her completely into my embrace.
"No!"
she struggled frantically, but I held her tightly and kissed her cherry-like lips. She let out a soft moan, startled, and hurriedly pulled away from me, sitting up straight in my arms, saying, "Brother Wang, don't do this..."
When she met my gaze, she hurriedly looked away again.
I held her tighter in my arms, bringing my mouth close to her ear and nibbling her tender red earlobe, whispering seductively, "Look into my eyes, Xiaoli."
Her head lowered even further, refusing to say anything.
With a hint of force, I lifted her chin with my hand, slowly increasing the pressure. She must have sensed my determination, saying, "No,"
but in the end, she still looked up at me, watching helplessly as my lips approached her slightly tense face once more. Taking advantage of her momentary gasp, I penetrated her, teasing her smooth, fragrant tongue and sucking its sweetness.
"Hold me..."
I mumbled a command, and her hands obediently wrapped around my neck, her tongue responding clumsily.
My right hand gently caressed Xia Xiaoli's breasts through her shirt, feeling the warm, soft, and elastic texture in my palm. My left hand lifted her skirt, groping the girl's thighs. I've always believed that if a woman has beautiful legs, she's most alluring without stockings, because the feeling of touching delicate skin is even more pleasurable. My right hand continued to increase the pressure until the girl's elastic breasts were deformed from my grip, and Xia Xiaoli's face flushed red, as if it could overflow with moisture.
My hand finally slipped inside her snow-white blouse, gently unbuttoning one of the buttons. I slowly pulled down her shirt, revealing Xia Xiaoli wearing a pink bra. Although it was modest, her beautiful, full breasts were clearly visible bouncing inside. I pushed the bra up a bit, then reached inside and gently grasped and kneaded them, enjoying their fullness and elasticity. Her
body instinctively struggled, and she mumbled indistinctly, "Brother Wang, don't...you can't..."
She gripped my arm tightly, preventing me from continuing.
"Can't do what?"
I asked, watching her lightly bite her red lips, and couldn't help but kiss them again.
"Your hands can't be naughty..."
she said breathlessly.
So that's what she meant by "hands can't be naughty." I pulled my hand out of her bra, pretending to be smug, and smelled it, saying, "Smells good, want to smell it?"
"You're talking nonsense...I'm ignoring you."
Her face turned even redder.
"Really,"
I stopped laughing at her, "You smell so good, I like you so much."
"Mmm,"
her little face flushed red, and she asked in a voice softer than a mosquito's buzz, "Are you serious? Do you really like me?"
"Of course, how could I not like such a pretty and cute little girl like you?"
I hugged her closer to my lap.
"Then say it again," she said coquettishly, wrapping her arms around my neck.
"I like you," I said earnestly.
"I like you too," she suddenly looked up and kissed me on the lips, then quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at me. "What about Sister Liu Qing?"
"How about Liu Qing is my main girlfriend, and you be my secret little girlfriend?"
I replied.
"Hmm, that's our secret," she replied, pulling my hand inside her shirt with her left hand and gently pressing my hand against her breasts, clearly acquiescing to my actions.
My right hand moved down to her thigh, touching her smooth skin. Xia Xiaoli's sensitive, slender body trembled as if electrocuted.
"Mmm," she moaned softly, her body writhing in my arms, her small hands scratching at my back as if trying to grasp something.
My hand slowly moved upwards from her smooth thigh.
"Mmm... mmm," Xia Xiaoli breathed intermittently. Touching her cleavage, I slipped my hand inside her panties, reaching for the mysterious area I had longed for.
She immediately clamped my hand down, her mind blank, especially as my fingertips slid across her skin, sending a sweet sensation through her. A trembling sound escaped her throat. Even she herself felt the sound was somewhat lewd.
I continued to caress her body, observing her reaction. Xia Xiaoli wasn't as averse as I had expected; she seemed to enjoy it immensely, closing her eyes to savor my touch, her cheeks flushed, her lips trembling slightly.
I couldn't believe this girl was so bold. The two of them were being so brazen in her dorm room. And this quiet, wildly charming girl was so sensitive; her slender, exquisite body writhed gently in my arms, making me feel almost burning.
She suppressed her voice, her body weak and limp in my arms. Suddenly, in her dazed state, Xia Xiaoli's body tensed, followed by a sharp contraction in her lower abdomen. My hand was instantly wet and warm…
After a long while, she released her grip on my clothes, pressing her head tightly against my chest, not daring to look at me.
"Which one is your bed?"
I asked softly.
"This is it," she answered softly, clearly knowing what was about to happen.
"Xiaoli, do you like me to keep teasing you?"
I held her close, continuing to lick her soft, white earlobe. I felt myself gradually sinking into a vortex of desire, a fire burning deep within me.
"I… don't know…"
Xia Xiaoli murmured, her hands weakly scratching at my chest.
I groped around her shirt, unbuttoning it one by one, then pulled it down. She obediently spread her arms, and the shirt fell onto the bed. My hands continued to grope her waist, unzipping her denim skirt. I slipped my hands under her waist and pushed down, pulling the skirt and underwear onto the mat.
"Brother Wang..."
Xia Xiaoli visibly trembled.
"Are you cold?"
I gently asked as I laid her down on the bed. Now so close, I could clearly smell the peach blossom scent emanating from her, and her rosy, beautiful face was right in front of me. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and begin to gently lick it.
With my large, moving hands, Xia Xiaoli drifted into a daze. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her delicate lips opened and closed, emitting alluring breaths.
The ceiling fan creaked and groaned, constantly blowing our disheveled hair, especially Xia Xiaoli's. Her glossy black hair obscured her flushed face, like gently rippling waves. Looking at this beautiful woman, completely at my mercy, a wave of hesitation washed over me. What did I, Chen Chunyu, possess to deserve this girl, just beginning to experience love, fall for me and offer her precious body to me? And she was still in school, about to take the college entrance exam. Whatever the reason, it couldn't be now… I suddenly realized I had made a grave mistake.
Thinking this, I abruptly closed my eyes, unable to look at her any longer. Xia Xiaoli's panting breaths and her long, slender legs, constantly rubbing against me, were fueling my burning desire, seemingly testing my patience.
I admit I'm lustful, but at this moment, I hesitated. What could I give this girl? After she went to university, a few years later, her life would be completely different, and I might be ruining her by doing this. Despite Jiang Ailian's many faults towards her, she was still Xia Xiaoli's mother. Just like she said, Xia Xiaoli was a high school student, about to go to university... I swallowed hard, forcibly averting my gaze, and grabbed the bed sheet to cover her body.
"Brother Wang... what are you doing?"
Xia Xiaoli had been prepared for anything, so she nervously closed her eyes, but she didn't expect to be met only by a thin sheet.
"Girl, don't move around, or I really won't be able to resist eating you up."
I said with a wry smile.
"Then you..."
she said, lifting the sheet and trying to sit up. Although it was only for a moment, her snow-white skin stimulated my senses again.
"Don't move...don't test my patience." I quickly pressed her back down on the bed, preventing her from moving any further. "Girl, listen, I'm going to take a shower in your bathroom. Hurry up and put your clothes on, okay?"
I said, rushing into their small bathroom. I quickly stripped off my clothes, rinsed myself under the tap, dried myself with someone's towel, and put my clothes back on.
When I came out, Xia Xiaoli was already dressed. I noticed her wet underwear was already in the basin, ready to be washed immediately.
"Brother Wang, why didn't you want me earlier?"
Xia Xiaoli pressed herself against me again, her eyes sparkling.

Chapter 119
"Girl, stop teasing me,"
I said quickly as she forced herself to sit on me. Although she was dressed now, she still looked quite voluptuous from the front.
"I was just teasing you," she said, grabbing my hand and laughing recklessly, then whispering in my ear, "I'm not wearing underwear right now?"
"What?"
Those words instantly ignited my passion.
"Really, look!" she said, reaching for her denim skirt.
Looking at her pale, bare thighs, I didn't dare stop her, only swallowing hard.
She quickly lifted her skirt, then covered me again. In a fleeting glimpse, I vaguely saw her milky-white panties. So she was wearing them after all; this girl had tricked me.
"Hehe, you pervert, I thought you were a saint,"
Xia Xiaoli giggled, her chest bouncing.
Just as I was about to speak, she suddenly kissed me on the cheek again and whispered, "Brother, thank you."
Her face was earnest. "Just now, I almost went astray. Thank you for not letting me."
I knew what she meant. Xia Xiaoli was probably emotionally unstable because of her argument with Jiang Ailian. I opened my mouth and said, "Xiaoli, actually, Village Chief Jiang…"
"I know…"
Before I could finish, she stopped me.
Looking at the confident look in this girl's eyes, I felt a little dazed. Although we were only a few years apart, I couldn't understand what was going on in her head. Perhaps this was the generation gap.
On the way out of the dormitory, Xia Xiaoli still managed to fool the administrator using the same method, and then walked me out of the school gate. Once outside, she started pulling my arm without restraint, as if she were really a little girlfriend.
I didn't let her walk me any further, but instead repeatedly told her to study hard. Finally, Xia Xiaoli listened to my advice and turned back to school.
On the way, I couldn't stop thinking about how this girl had changed so much. It was probably all because of Jiang Ailian's provocation. I should find a chance to have a serious talk with her. But now I really regretted it. I didn't know if I would have another chance like this. After all, getting into the girls' dormitory wasn't an easy thing.
I was feeling regretful now, but I didn't expect that in that dormitory in the near future, I would experience an even more erotic scene.
I didn't come back all day yesterday. I didn't expect that Jiang Ailian would still look at me with a gloomy and lifeless expression, and give me a cold shoulder. I was originally interested in her, but I wasn't used to being ignored. So when she ignored me, I just washed up and went to bed to make up for the time I spent last night. I slept until after six o'clock in the evening before dragging my heavy body to the bathroom to take a cold shower, change my clothes, and prepare to go downstairs for dinner. I probably wouldn't be back tonight. I had an appointment with Wang Qian.
"Going out?"
I didn't expect to run into Jiang Ailian carrying a thermos as soon as I was about to go downstairs. She saw me and asked with a dark face.
"Hmm," I nodded, not saying much, and stepped aside to let her go up first.
Jiang Ailian opened her mouth, but seeing that I wasn't looking at her, she finally snorted coldly and went upstairs with the thermos.
"Women, they're really unreasonable."
I could only shake my head and walk into the night.
When I entered the duty room, only Zhao Na was there. She was on the phone, joking with someone. When she saw me, Zhao Na glared at me and said, "You pervert, don't you know this is the duty room? Outsiders aren't allowed in!"
She still seemed angry that I had said her chest was small.
I didn't say anything, but stared intently at her chest, my eyes like daggers, as if they could pierce through her white nurse's uniform.
"You bastard, did you hear me? What... what are you looking at?"
Seeing that I was staring at her chest, Zhao Na knew what I meant and immediately grabbed a chair to smash at me.
Damn, I was startled. Women can be unreasonable when they go crazy. Zhao Na's small frame weighed at most 80 or 90 pounds, but she picked up the chair without any effort.
"No, no, Zhao Na, Sister Zhao, Aunt Zhao, stop!"
I quickly stopped her.
She chuckled at my string of address, her eyes darting around as she teased, "Good nephew, what do you want from your aunt? Don't run around, Aunt Zhao will buy you something to eat later."
I was speechless; she really treated me like a child. I replied, "Auntie, I don't want anything you buy."
"Then what do you want to eat?"
Zhao Na asked, confused.
"I want to eat your breasts..."
I said, pretending to be an idiot, staring at her chest, "Auntie, how come you don't have breasts..."
"You pervert, I'm going to kill you!"
This time she finally lost it all, struggling to grab the chair and slamming it at me.
I dodged several times, but seeing this wasn't working, I disarmed her, grabbing the chair's pivot and pulling hard, landing safely on the chair.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Na clung tightly to the chair, and with my pull, she fell right into my lap.
We were both stunned. This was an unexpected turn of events. Zhao Na exuded a youthful warmth and alluring fragrance. I was considerably taller than her, and with the loose fit of her nurse's uniform, I could easily see her fair breasts through the opening at the top. Actually, Zhao Na's breasts weren't small, just rather petite; viewed from above, they were quite shapely.
"You pervert!"
Before I could react, she had already stood up angrily and slapped me.
"Damn it, are you crazy?"
I stood up too. To be honest, it was purely accidental, especially since she had fallen on top of me.
"You filthy pervert, get out of here..."
She pointed to the door, her expression extremely agitated. Although the door was closed, I couldn't guarantee that no one outside could hear her.
"What if I don't leave?"
I casually moved a chair, sat down at the table, and picked up the nearly worn-out copy of "Story Collection" again.
Seeing that I completely ignored her, Zhao Na became even angrier and reached out to pull me away.
"Damn it, are you ever going to stop?"
I was furious too. The slap earlier had completely ignited my anger, and this woman kept nagging like an annoying fly.
"Didn't I just say you'd get out?"
"If a tiger doesn't go into heat, do you think I'm impotent? (This line is Linglong's original creation, hehe, I'm quite proud of it)"
I suddenly grabbed her and slammed her down on the table. The neatly arranged folders were instantly thrown into disarray.
"What are you doing?"
She immediately lost her momentum, staring at me with wide eyes in surprise.
"What do you think?"
I clamped her legs down, preventing her from moving. Then, with a forceful push, I pressed her hands onto the table, making her look like a crucified Jesus.
"Put me down, you pervert!"
Her face turned pale with fright, her legs kicking incessantly, her not-so-ample breasts heaving with tension.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in women with small breasts," I said, pressing my lips against her chest before quickly releasing her.
"You bastard...you pervert..."
She glanced at me a few times, then suddenly burst into tears, leaving streaks on her already delicate face. I hadn't expected this pretty girl to be wearing makeup.
"Don't cry," I said, suddenly at a loss. "If people hear you like this, they'll think I did something to you."
"What did you do to me? You were being a pervert just now! What were you trying to do?"
She wiped her face with her delicate hand, making her makeup even more unsightly.
"That was an accident, okay? If anyone's being a pervert, it's you! You tried to seduce me, you forced your way into my arms, and when I pushed you away, you got angry and slapped me."
"You...you..."
She was no match for me in terms of eloquence, and I made her speechless. She just pointed at my face with her delicate finger.
"Do you have a mirror?"
I knew that women usually carried a small mirror with them wherever they went.
"What? Nothing."
"I think you need to look in the mirror and see your face. Your makeup is all washed off, and your face looks like a cat's bottom now."
"You..."
She pointed at me, but didn't bother to explain further. She hurriedly took a mirror from the drawer, looked at her face, and rushed out the door before even saying a word. It seemed she was going to the bathroom to wash her face.
This woman is really something else. Why is nothing going right for me these days? I couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
"Young Master Wang is really something, he even managed to get himself into the hospital for showing off."
I was flipping through a storybook when Wang Qian's voice rang out from the doorway.
I turned around and saw Zhao Na following behind her, looking utterly dejected, especially with tears still clinging to her small face, looking pitiful, like a little girl who had just been gang-raped by hundreds of burly men. Her appearance, ironically, stirred something within me.
"What were you doing? Why did it take you so long to come back? Did you see? I was just slapped!"
I quickly protested.
"You deserved it. Who told you to be such a pervert?"
"Hey, explain yourself! This is a matter of my personal honor. You didn't just sit on my lap yourself. Explain yourself!"
"Then you also... you also..."
She hesitated for a long time before finally saying that I had pinned her to the table.
"Pervert? Did you think Zhao Na sat on your lap by herself?"
My words immediately made Wang Qian jealous. She pinched my waist hard and asked what had happened.
I quickly explained, afraid of offending another woman. After I explained, Wang Qian made me apologize to Zhao Na and even asked me to go outside and buy her some cold drinks as compensation.
So I happily ran to a nearby convenience store and bought a few ice creams for the two of them.
Actually, there wasn't much to do on the night shift; it was mainly about preventing emergencies from patients in the ER or hospital, so the three of us chatted. Since they were both on night shifts, they took turns doing the work: Zhao Na for the second half, and Wang Qian for the first half.
Time flew by. Because I was chatting, Wang Qian was always energetic, but the two of them were careful not to wake Zhao Na, who was sleeping in the inner room, so they spoke very softly. Wang Qian checked the ward a few times, and when she came back, she sat in my lap and chatted again.
Around 3 a.m., Zhao Na woke up on her own. Seeing me embracing Wang Qian with sleepy eyes, she blushed and muttered "pervert," then went to wash her face.
It was a little past three o'clock when Wang Qian started to doze off. It seemed to be a long-established biological clock, and besides, she hadn't slept well since yesterday, so she fell asleep particularly quickly. There was only one hospital bed inside. At first, Wang Qian asked me to lie down, but it was a bit cramped for two people. Gradually, my hands started to wander, exploring Wang Qian's body. She didn't object; Zhao Na knew about our relationship anyway.
Wang Qian initially hesitated, afraid Zhao Na outside would hear, but under my caresses, she quickly became wet, rolled over, and kissed me.
However, she remained mindful of Zhao Na outside, only lifting her skirt and sitting on my lap. This way, even if there was an emergency, we could manage. This suited my needs. I sat on the bed, holding her and moving around. At first, she managed to hold back her moans, but eventually, she couldn't help but cry out, finally collapsing limply in my arms.
Seeing that Wang Qian was indeed very tired, we cleaned ourselves up, and I put her on the bed so she could sleep comfortably.
However, I felt a persistent urge to urinate, so I slipped out of the inner room. I was initially a little embarrassed to see Zhao Na, but she wasn't there. She must have gone to check on the patients. That girl is quite dedicated, I thought to myself, before heading to the restroom around the corner.
The hallway was eerily quiet; not a soul was in sight. The lights in the wards were off, and only a draft swept through the corridor.
I quietly entered the restroom, about to urinate, when I heard faint moans from the next stall. Although the sounds were soft, I heard them exceptionally clearly.
"At this hour…"
I couldn't believe someone was having sex in the restroom at this hour. What a perfect spot. I suddenly became interested; my hearing had improved again. I pressed myself against the wall, but strangely, there was only a woman's voice, no man's panting.
Only one woman—masturbating? Who would masturbate in the bathroom in the middle of the night? A sudden realization dawned on me—Zhao Na. It could only be Zhao Na at this moment. No wonder I hadn't seen her on duty in the guard room; she was hiding here. She probably couldn't resist listening to our voices for too long.
I frowned, a plan forming in my mind. I quietly closed the toilet door and tiptoed into the women's restroom. My steps were very light, afraid of disturbing Zhao Na.
Sure enough, the light switch was right by the door. I pulled the switch, and "snap," the light went out.
Zhao Na immediately stopped talking and didn't move an inch. I could imagine how nervous she was.

Chapter 120
The restroom was very quiet at this moment. I could only hear Zhao Na's rapid breathing. She looked terrified; she didn't dare to move an inch.
I secretly smiled to myself. This time, I'd punish this timid beauty properly and see if she dared to be arrogant in front of me again.
I pulled the light bulb cord again, and "whoosh," the toilet was instantly illuminated again. Zhao Na stirred slightly at the sound, then silence returned. She asked softly, "Who's there?" Her
voice was uncertain; she must have been scared because she hadn't heard footsteps.
The toilet was completely silent. Finally, she couldn't help but ask again, trembling, "Is anyone there...is anyone there..."
The toilet light snapped off again, and everything fell silent once more. The atmosphere was eerie; even I, the one who started it all, felt a chill run down my spine, let alone Zhao Na. I'm sure she had read "The Secret of Room 503," about a girl's haunting experience in the toilet at night—a very popular book at the time.
"Meow..."
I meowed, then quickly retreated into the men's toilet and began to relieve myself.
After a while, I heard sparse sounds from the next stall; it must be Zhao Na putting on her nurse's skirt. I yelled, "Who's there?"
She immediately stopped, and there was no sound.
"Who's turning on the light... Is anyone there?"
I yelled again, confident she could hear me.
I could imagine how terrified Zhao Na was next door. The fact that a ghost had appeared in the next bathroom in the middle of the night only confirmed my suspicions.
"Who the hell is joking... I... Huh, why is nobody here..."
I said, feigning a strange tone.
"Huh, why is nobody here? I told you to hide..."
I said, walking back into the women's restroom.
Just as I pushed open the door, I saw Zhao Na, holding up her skirt, reaching to open it as well. Seeing me, she opened her mouth wide to scream, but I quickly covered her mouth.
Zhao Na was pale; she hadn't even properly dressed before running out, showing how scared she had been.
Seeing me, she loosened her grip on her skirt, revealing the beautiful curves of her round, firm buttocks and her snow-white, alabaster thighs. I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times, swallowing hard.
She threw herself into my arms, her delicate hands gripping my clothes tightly, completely forgetting about her accidental exposure.
"Were you the one who scared me just now?"
I let go of her hand and stared at her as I asked, this was called the guilty party accusing her first, further deepening her fear.
"I...I didn't..." Sure enough,
the pretty girl stammered.
"Impossible, there were only the two of us in this restroom...You're really bold, daring to play tricks on me in the men's restroom."
I smiled somewhat awkwardly.
"I told you, I didn't...Just now, just now...the women's restroom lights were also turned off..."
she stammered.
"What..."
My face turned pale. "This is impossible..."
We looked at each other, and Zhao Na's face turned even paler. I felt a pang of pity and didn't want to scare her any further.
"Let's get out of here quickly," I said, pulling her along.
"Okay," Zhao Na replied, taking a step forward. She forgot that her skirt was wrapped around her calves, and she stumbled and fell forward.
I turned around at the sound and quickly reached out to catch her, wrapping my arms around her waist. As I caught her, Zhao Na clung tightly to my neck, thankfully preventing her from falling to the ground.
But at that moment, our actions were intense—her legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, her arms around my neck, while I was inside her clothes, holding her waist and pressing my head completely against her ample bosom. The heat emanating from the fabric aroused me even more.
"Ah... put me down..."
Zhao Na finally realized what was happening and hurriedly pushed me away.
My senses returned, and I quickly put the petite beauty down. I dared not continue teasing her, or I might really have taken her right there and then.
This commotion, however, made Zhao Na forget her fear. Seeing me staring intently at her legs, she couldn't help but curse, "Pervert!" and frantically started putting on her skirt. Perhaps being watched by a grown man made her a little flustered; she couldn't button it up after several attempts.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in women with small breasts,"
I said with a smile.
"You…"
She immediately became defiant again, hands on her hips, head held high, chest puffed out, like the thin-legged compass in Lu Xun's writing.
"Let's get out of here quickly. What happened just now? Could it really be haunted…?"
Seeing the two were about to argue again, I quickly spoke up.
"Don't scare me…"
Sure enough, as soon as I said that, Zhao Na immediately lost her momentum, her smile turning pale again.
"Why is the door locked…"
I glanced at her; Zhao Na's face was completely bloodless. She trembled as she pressed the latch to open the door.
"Don't tell Wang Qian about what happened earlier," Zhao Na said softly after we reached the duty room, her complexion fully recovered.
"Tell her what..."
I smiled at her, a little regretful that I hadn't taken advantage of this pretty girl. In fact, I was worried about patients getting up to use the restroom in the middle of the night, since there was only one restroom on this floor. It was a pity the main door only had a latch; a lock would have been better.
"Don't tell anyone what you saw in the restroom, or I'll tell Wang Qian you were a pervert..."
"Hey, don't worry, I won't tell. Let me reiterate, I'm not interested in women with small breasts."
I said, glancing at her chest.
"You..."
Zhao Na glared at me again, opening her lips but not retorting. Just as I lowered my head to drink water, she suddenly whispered, "Chen Chunyu, are my breasts really that small...?"
"Cough...cough!" I spat out the mouthful of water I had just swallowed, almost unable to breathe.
"What are you doing..."
Zhao Na thought I was making fun of her and immediately became angry.
"It's nothing, it's nothing," I gasped, trying to suppress a laugh, and explained, "I choked on my water." I hadn't expected Zhao Na to be so suspicious. Actually, it's the same principle as the ancient story of Zengzi committing murder.
Someone said Zengzi had killed someone, and at first, his mother didn't believe it, but after several people said the same thing, even the wise Zeng mother couldn't help but doubt her son. Finally, with the help of two neighbors, he escaped from the backyard.
I've always said that Zhao Na's breasts are small, which makes her even more insecure.
"It's nothing... I know another way to enlarge them... as long as you persevere."
"What method..."
Zhao Na suddenly became interested.
"Massage." "Get lost, you pervert..."
She glared at me again and sat back down.
"Hey, what kind of nonsense are you thinking? I'm talking about traditional Chinese medicine vaginal massage, what did you think it was?" I quickly explained.
"Traditional Chinese medicine vaginal massage? I've never heard of that. Does our Great Qin have such a thing... such a thing?"
She stammered for a long time but couldn't get the words out.
"You're studying medicine, right? Which do you think is better, traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, from the patient's perspective?"
"Western medicine treats the symptoms, while traditional Chinese medicine treats the root cause, but it's too slow."
She was a nursing student after all, and she seemed quite interested in her profession.
"Do you know anything about the 'vaginal passages' in traditional Chinese medicine?"
I pressed, secretly plotting something.
"No…we weren't taught about it in school," she blushed, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"I knew you weren't a good student. Did you not pay attention in class and waste your time dating? Let me tell you, I know far more about 'vaginal passages' than you do…the human body is divided into the Ren and Du meridians, a total of fourteen meridians and 365 'vaginal passages'…just take the head as an example, including the Touwei, Hairline, and Yangbai…"
I launched into a long explanation, leaving Zhao Na completely bewildered. It seems the things my master taught me are sometimes quite effective at picking up girls.
"Some of these methods control muscle regeneration and development, using the vagina to stimulate surrounding muscles, causing the breasts to develop a second time... This isn't modern research, but an ancient folk remedy... The 'Twenty-Five Secret Recipes Fragment' records that Yang Guifei, the woman of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, used her vagina to enlarge her breasts..."
"You're talking nonsense..."
Zhao Na forgot her embarrassment and just stared at me in disbelief.
"You know the famous breast-grabbing incident in history, right? An Lushan grabbed Yang Guifei, which shows that a woman's most attractive feature is definitely her breasts... If Yang Guifei had been flat-chested, An Lushan wouldn't have been able to grab her even if he wanted to..."
I continued to bluff.
"Really?"
Zhao Na's eyes started sparkling at the end, she seemed to believe it most of the time: "I'll find someone tomorrow..."
Oops, that was a miscalculation. It seemed she hadn't even considered having me massage her. A sudden idea struck me, and I quickly added, "But since it's a vagina, it's best to have someone knowledgeable massage her. Otherwise, if they massage one breast and it's uneven, it'll be a problem. Besides, you need to know the proper order of the vaginal canal, so if you massage it wrong, the effect won't be noticeable..."
"Oh," she responded, still not suggesting I do it.
We chatted like this for a long time, but eventually I got sleepy. Wang Qian woke me up in the morning. After we had breakfast downstairs at the hospital, I took her back to her place on my bicycle to sleep. Neither of us felt awkward about it, as if we were used to it.
I slept until around 2 PM when Wang Qian woke me up. This woman was restless as soon as she woke up, and we went crazy on the bed for a while before I carried her to the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed. I originally wanted Wang Qian to cook, but seeing how clumsy she was, I wisely chose to have lunch at a small restaurant at the end of the alley.
After lunch, I went to the Urban Construction Bureau to find Zheng Changyin. The two of us talked about road construction in his office all afternoon. Although I don't have much contact with leaders, I'm generally good at reading people, and thanks to my mentor's long-term training, the conversation wasn't awkward at all.
However, I could tell that Zheng Changyin was indeed a lecher. When he had a clerk pour us tea, he secretly touched a girl's buttocks, and she quickly left.
He thought I hadn't seen it, but I just sighed inwardly, lamenting what a waste—a beautiful flower stuck in such a pile of dung. But then I thought about how I slept with Wang Xia, and I suddenly felt happy again, as if I could see Zheng Changyin wearing a huge green hat.
Just as I was about to leave, he stopped me, insisting on inviting me to his home for dinner, saying he'd introduce me to some friends at the bank that evening. I couldn't refuse, but I wondered why Zheng Changyin was being so nice to me. Was it just because I saved his son's life?
But I didn't refuse either, after all, the development of Luzhen couldn't do without the support of bank loans.
He needed to go to the bank first, so he told me to take a taxi to his house alone. Since I knew the place, I found a taxi driver to take me there.
To my surprise, their son, Wenwen, opened the door. The little guy was overjoyed at my arrival, while Wang Xia seemed to have known I was coming, so she wasn't surprised, only giving me a flirtatious smile.
I couldn't resist Wenwen's enthusiasm, and he pulled me to set up a chessboard. The two of us started playing chess in the living room.
A little while later, Wang Xia brought us two bowls of chilled plum juice, gently patting the little guy's head and saying, "He just loves playing chess. He's always running around like a madman. Whenever guests come over, he drags them to play. He doesn't know how to do anything else."
Wang Xia was standing next to me; she had taken off her high-heeled sandals and put on casual slippers.
I made a move, looking down at her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings so close, so alluring. I couldn't resist secretly reaching under the table and giving them a quick touch.
Wang Xia's face immediately became unnatural. She tried to break free from my grasp, but unfortunately, her full thighs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, exuded the softness of a mature woman. I couldn't resist the temptation and kept stroking her.
The little guy, having just been cornered by me, was now frowning, pondering how to escape, completely unaware that his mother was being played with by me right next to him.
Wang Xia clearly didn't want to embarrass herself in front of her son. Her face flushed, and she looked at me with a pleading gaze, struggling again, but very gently, afraid of being discovered by her son.
Seeing that I didn't react, she had no choice but to say, "Chen Chunyu, you guys continue playing. I'll go prepare the vegetables. We'll discuss what to eat when everyone arrives."
Her words clearly implied that she wanted me to let go.
"It's okay, Sister Wang, you can rest for a while and watch Wenwen and I play chess. If Wenwen makes a mistake, you can help him. Okay, Wenwen?"
I asked in return.
"Mom, where should I move this?"
the little guy also asked.
Wang Xia was both ashamed and anxious, but had no choice but to sit down. Her two bowl-shaped breasts were less than twenty centimeters away from me. I deliberately glanced at them and then licked my lips.
She clearly felt the heat in my gaze and knew what I meant. She reached under the table and pinched me, but I grabbed her little hand and wouldn't let go.

Chapter 121
Wang Xia's hands were very delicate, clearly unused, soft and comfortable to the touch. She struggled a few times, but couldn't break free, so she simply let me play with them, and even leaned closer to me, blocking the little boy Wenwen's view.
I held Wang Xia's soft little hand, my palms sweating with excitement. I wanted to go further, so I pulled her hand and placed it on my pants. Wenwen didn't notice anything unusual between his mother and me. He was still frowning, his eyes fixed on the chessboard in front of him, thinking about how to resolve the current crisis. I knew this child loved chess when I rescued him last time. Although my skill level wasn't high, it was more than enough to handle a child.
After a long while, he finally moved his horse, preventing my cannon from continuing.
I pressed Wang Xia's hand onto my thigh, holding it tightly and rubbing it incessantly. Gradually, it started to heat up, and my body reacted uncontrollably. I took the opportunity to place her delicate hand on top of it.
Her face turned bright red, but her hand wouldn't move, which frustrated me a bit. At that moment, I looked at the chessboard and had a sudden inspiration: "Sister Wang, move my big 'cannon,' otherwise the game is doomed."
I deliberately gestured downwards with my lip, emphasizing the word "cannon.
" "Huh, Uncle Wang is going to move the cannon?"
Before Wang Xia could speak, Wenwen asked in confusion, "Then move it!" "I've been moving it all along," I said, shrugging my lower body with a double meaning. Because of the pants, I didn't feel much from Wang Xia's slight touch, but I was still very excited.
She felt the obvious change in my lower body, and with my constant teasing, her face flushed even more. Suddenly, she turned around and glared at me, her grip tightening, as if she were pinching me hard. I almost cried out.
After a few more steps, I deliberately created an opening, retracting my rook to checkmate, pretending to accidentally capture my cannon. This greatly increased Wenwen's advantage on the chessboard, and she immediately became excited, no longer paying attention to what was happening around her.
Under the influence of lust, I went all in, using my free left hand to unzip my pants, releasing my heat under the table. Wang Xia naturally didn't look down, and subconsciously touched it again, but was startled, as if stung by a scorpion. She quickly pulled her hand away, but I grabbed it again, using some force to pull it back up.
This time she didn't refuse, but glanced around nervously, as if there really was a ghost. I knew she was afraid Wenwen would find out, so I urged, "Wenwen, hurry up, Uncle is going to checkmate you."
While the little boy was looking down at the chessboard, I increased the pressure on my hand, with a hint of unyielding force.
Wang Xia's face turned even redder, but she began to move. I could clearly feel the fine beads of sweat on her palms, and the softness and heat of her hands.
Although we couldn't get to the point on the table, this sneaky behavior still excited me, especially since Wang Xia's face remained flushed.
Seeing her body getting closer and closer to me, and Wenwen's attention completely absorbed by the chessboard, I became bolder. I reached behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, and Wang Xia's hand suddenly clenched. I immediately felt my blood rush to my head, stopped moving, pressed my hand against her back, pressed my body completely against the table, and stared intently at Wenwen. Although I knew he couldn't possibly notice my actions, I still wanted to confirm before I felt at ease. I leaned over to observe Wenwen's expression while continuing to slowly but firmly knead Wang Xia's full buttocks. As my fingers slowly moved forward, slipping under her skirt, Wang Xia felt a chill on her thighs and immediately panicked, squeezing her thighs together to try and stop me. But I wasn't about to give up; I reached out and caressed her relentlessly. Her
face flushed crimson with embarrassment, her eyes tightly shut, unable to look at me. She pressed her body firmly against the table, letting me caress her, her delicate hands still clinging tightly. At this point, the woman seemed to be unable to hold on any longer; her body went limp against me, her cheeks burning red, and I could hear her rapid breathing if I got close.
Looking at Wang Xia's blushing cheeks and inhaling the captivating fragrance of her young woman, I felt as if I were in a dream. As I continued to caress her, I felt her body growing softer and hotter, and her body twitching intermittently. Even through her panties, I could feel her dampness.
Of course, I was multitasking, still locked in a fierce battle with Wenwen at the chessboard, our moves fluid and dynamic.
Just as I was hoping to prolong the game, Wang Xia suddenly spoke up: "Wenwen, 'Black Cat Detective' is about to start, stop playing chess and go watch TV!"
"Oh?"
Wenwen immediately stood up, startling both Wang Xia and me. I froze, not daring to move my hand.
"Uncle, let's watch TV, then we can play. I want to watch 'Black Cat Detective',"
he pleaded.
"Okay," I reluctantly withdrew my hand under the table, while Wang Xia visibly relaxed, a sly glint in her eyes.
Wenwen turned on the TV, and "Black Cat Detective" had already started. Kids only have a short attention span, and he seemed completely engrossed. Wang Xia, meanwhile, rolled up her skirt, gave me a charming smile, and stood up, saying, "I'll go cook. Your dad and the others should be back soon."
I've never liked cartoons, so I couldn't resist after just the beginning. I told Wenwen, "You keep watching 'Black Cat Detective,' I'll help your mom cook."
The child was clearly absorbed in the show, only casually replying with an "okay," and then fell silent.
I slipped into the kitchen, half-closing the door, and saw Wang Xia standing there washing her hands. I tiptoed up behind her and suddenly hugged her.
She was startled and about to gasp, but when she realized it was me, she glared at me and whispered, "What are you doing not watching TV in the living room?"
I gently licked her earlobe and whispered, "I'm here to help Sister Wang,"
as I pressed my body tightly against her back. As I spoke, my left hand slipped inside her collar, kneading her skin, while my right hand slipped inside her waist and pushed her apron and skirt up. I pressed her body against the counter and was about to untie myself again.
But she grabbed my hand and whispered, "Don't do this."
Although her voice was soft, there was an undeniable air of authority. Only then did I realize how absurd I had been. What if Wenwen came in? We would both be ruined. Although I knew this rationally, I still felt a pang of sadness.
"Wait until tonight... wait until tonight, I'm sorry," Wang Xia said apologetically, giving me a kiss.
"It's nothing," I took a deep breath, tidied myself up again, washed my hands with dish soap, and started helping Wang Xia prepare the vegetables. During this time, she tried to cooperate with my constant kisses, but she wouldn't let me touch her anymore.
It gradually got dark. I put the prepared vegetable leaves in a black garbage bag and carried it to the door, only to find that the garbage bag at the door was full. So I carried both garbage bags towards the garbage bins in the community.
The lights in the stairwell were very dim. Just as I turned the corner at the top of the stairs, someone suddenly came up from below. Because they were moving too fast, I didn't have time to stop and my whole body crashed into them.
"Ah!" I cried out, and we both fell to the ground. I was pinned down by her, and her legs were on top of me. Instinctively, I reached forward and grabbed her breasts. I touched them; they were soft and very full.
"You… let go!" she said, quickly sitting up from me.
Once we were both standing, I quickly said, "I'm sorry," and
to my surprise, she also said sorry. We smiled at each other, easing the awkwardness.
In the lamplight, I realized this woman was quite alluring. Her fitted dress couldn't conceal her graceful curves, and her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand.
What puzzled me, however, was that I couldn't discern her age, though my intuition told me she was probably quite old.
"If you have nothing else, I should go," she suddenly said, her lips parting slightly.
"Oh, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you go ahead with your work," I replied, realizing how impolite it was to stare at someone like that. I brushed the dust off my clothes and hurried downstairs.
After throwing out the trash, I saw Director Zheng carefully carrying several bottles of wine. I quickly went up to greet him and took two bottles from him.
"Did my aunt go upstairs?"
he asked casually.
"No,"
I replied, a little confused.
"Oh, you might have missed her. My aunt is quite a beauty, haha," he chuckled, walked to the door, knocked, and it opened immediately.
The woman who opened the door was the middle-aged beauty I had bumped into earlier. After Zheng Changyin's explanation, I learned that she was the wife of the Zheng family patriarch, now a bank manager. Zheng Changyin was already fifteen when she married him. I sighed inwardly; it was definitely an old man marrying a young woman. However, this woman didn't seem like a simple one.
She wore a striking black and white business suit, and the delicate diamond-encrusted cross around her neck accentuated her fair skin and elegance, suggesting she was a Catholic. Although she was probably forty, I didn't sense any age in her; instead, she exuded a mature charm.
I was somewhat distracted all evening, constantly glancing at Director Xing's legs whenever I had the chance. Her legs were incredibly long and slender, and the way she moved them was very sexy. Because of this, I repeatedly lost to Zheng Changyin in our drinking contests that night, and soon I was flushed and red-faced.
But I have one redeeming quality: I'm all talk and no action. At the dinner table, I deliberately told funny stories to make them all laugh, especially Director Xing, Zheng Changyin's so-called aunt, who laughed non-stop all night. At one point, I pretended to lose my grip on my chopsticks, dropping them on the floor. Then, as I bent down to pick them up, I casually brushed against Director Xing's leg before slowly sitting up. I thought she'd be angry, but she just pulled her foot back slightly. Of course, I didn't go any further. Once could be considered an accident, but if I went too far, she'd definitely think I was flirting with her. If that got me stuck with my bank loan, I'd lose more than I gained, so I didn't dare to be too unrestrained.
Sure enough, when I was almost drunk, Zheng Changyin spoke up. He casually asked, "Chen Chunyu, I heard Luzhen is historically very famous, is that true?"
"Yes," I replied, but inwardly I became wary. This was probably his real purpose for inviting me to dinner tonight.
Pretending to be somewhat confused, I began to talk about my upcoming investment in a factory, mentioning Xie Yuling's husband's fondness for the local chronicles of Luzhen and the chastity archway of the Zhao family in Luzhen.
As I spoke, I secretly observed Zheng Changyin's expression. Sure enough, when I mentioned the legend of the hidden gold in Luzhen, his face visibly twitched, and he said he had heard about it before. He mentioned many places, so I knew Zheng Changyin had definitely been to Luzhen before. Suddenly, I remembered the jade I had given him a few days ago. No wonder he was so happy; he probably saw a clue about Luzhen on it.
Could Zheng Changyin also possess something related to Luzhen? I began to speculate, though my hands were somewhat unresponsive, my mind becoming unusually clear.
I had come to Luzhen on my master's advice, and although I had been secretly investigating for so long, many clues had slowly faded with time, and some people were deliberately concealing things. I also dared not be too conspicuous, so progress was very slow. The only thing I was certain of was the local chronicle in Old Sun's possession, but he treated it like a precious treasure and wouldn't let me see it. But I couldn't steal it, afraid of arousing his suspicion. Old Sun's intuition told me that something was amiss. Just think, he deduced that Xie Yuling had once lived in Bianzhou City after only one glance. And how could he have stayed in Luzhen so quietly for decades? His forbearance alone was enough to frighten me. And then there was Old Master Zhao, the only old man I hadn't met in Luzhen. I definitely couldn't underestimate him either.
I don't know who among these people has the most secrets or the most comprehensive information, but all I can do is wait, wait for them to surface one by one, especially after the road is completed. I believe even more people will come upon hearing the news…
During the meal, I pretended to be drunk and intentionally or unintentionally steered the conversation towards the history of Luzhen, mentioning the "Criticize Lin Biao and Struggle against Confucius" incident decades ago, and how many feudal poisonous weeds Luzhen burned.
Sure enough, seeing the inexplicable flicker of thought in Zheng Changyin's eyes, I knew he also had a book about the true history of Luzhen, most likely secretly preserved during that time.
There were only four people at the banquet today: myself, Wang Xia, Zheng Changyin, and Director Xing. Judging from Wang Xia's expression, she clearly knew nothing, only listening to our conversation as if it were strange tales. But Director Xing was someone I couldn't figure out. Logically speaking, she shouldn't know anything either.
However, because of Zheng Changyin's deliberate introduction tonight, and given her status, I dared not ignore her.

Chapter 122
However, she hasn't interrupted at all, which makes me somewhat helpless. A person who doesn't speak or use body language is the hardest to read from their mind.
From Zheng Changyin's conversation, I have a general idea: they are also very careful, afraid of arousing my suspicion. In contrast, Xie Yuling seems rather flamboyant and attention-grabbing in Luzhen.
Although I was even more cautious at the dinner table, I calmed down. Since Zheng Changyin has something to ask of me, he will definitely do his best to fulfill my request. He will probably spare no effort to facilitate the road construction in Luzhen. I pretended to be tipsy and toasted Director Xing again: "Luzhen is a poor town with little economic income. We hope the bank can lend a hand. On behalf of the people of Luzhen, thank you, Director Xing."
She raised her glass but I touched it to hers. She didn't drink, but smiled at me and said, "When a place is in trouble, the bank naturally has an obligation to help, especially since you are Changyin's friend. But you need to borrow more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. I can't make the decision alone. This matter needs to be discussed with the branch manager. As long as he gives his approval, everything will be easy." "
I'm satisfied with Director Xing's words. We will definitely not let the leader down." Seeing her lightly change the subject, I was a little disappointed, but I didn't show it.
"I can introduce you to Director Zhao; I believe he's quite interested in the development of your Luzhen. By the way..."
She suddenly seemed to remember something, put her wine glass on the table, looked at me, and asked, "Have you been free these past few days?"
"I'm waiting for news in the county these days." Although I didn't know what she meant by that, the county was indeed making me anxious. If this dragged on, the road construction would probably be delayed until next autumn, and this year's autumn harvest was about to end. If I didn't hear anything soon, I planned to go directly to the county committee.
"Road construction is no small matter. The county has its own steps and plans. Your proposal now is somewhat abrupt, and it's normal for there to be debate in the county. However, you should be prepared for both possibilities. You can't just keep waiting."
She paused here.
I didn't know what she meant by that, so I could only look at her and wait for her to continue.
Zheng Changyin and Wang Xia also looked at her, adopting a listening posture. This woman was not simple; a few words of official jargon were enough to attract everyone's attention.
"Our bank is planning a trip soon, why don't you come along? You can have a good chat with Director Zhao on the way; I believe it will be helpful for the development of your Luzhen."
"This... is that appropriate?"
I hesitated, after all, it's an internal bank matter, and I'm an outsider.
"Chen Chunyu, it's okay, just go. If it weren't for Wenwen having to go to school, I would have gone too. Our bank's policy is that each person can bring one family member, so you can be my aunt's family member."
Wang Xia also comforted me at this time.
"That's right, speaking of which, you saved my Wenwen once, what's a little favor like this? I'll introduce you to everyone as my nephew, so you're considered family, right?"
She patted my shoulder and joked.
Director Xing was already a stunningly beautiful mature woman, but now, after drinking, her face became even more alluring and seductive, tempting me to commit a crime. Then, as she turned and patted my shoulder, her entire expanse of snow-white, delicate breasts was laid bare before me from the low-cut neckline. Her drunken eyes were now brimming with desire, her alluring gaze seeming ready to seduce me at any moment. A few drops of wine clung to her thin, slightly upturned lips, making me incredibly aroused.
"Chen Chunyu, hurry up and thank her, we'll be brothers from now on!" Zheng Changyin, due to the angle, naturally didn't see the captivating charm, and he raised his glass in a jeering tone.
"That's right...that's right..."
Wang Xia echoed, seemingly genuinely hoping I would find a powerful backer.
Although I didn't know what Director Xing and Zheng Changyin's purpose was, this matter was clearly beneficial to me, so why should I refuse? Seeing that Director Xing was smiling at me and didn't seem to be refusing, I stood up, emboldened by the alcohol, poured myself another glass of wine, and respectfully handed it to her, saying, "Director Xing, I came in a hurry today and didn't bring any good gifts, just a few toys for Wenwen. It's a bit impolite to acknowledge an elder like this now, but since you think so highly of me, consider this glass of wine a toast to you."
If Director Xing accepted this glass of wine, she would become my nominal aunt.
"Oh, that's not right,"
she said with a smile, but didn't take the glass of wine.
"What's wrong?"
I was even more confused.
"You should call her aunt when you offer a toast, otherwise, am I drinking the wine of an elder or a colleague?"
She pointed out my impoliteness immediately.
I realized I'd misspoke, but without refusing, I poured myself a drink and downed it in one gulp, saying, "I'll punish myself with this. Auntie, I misspoke earlier;
consider this a toast to you." I then picked up her glass again.
Director Xing also readily drank his drink, and we all cheered.
We drank until after ten o'clock before I excused myself. Director Xing, being family with Zheng Changyin, stayed to talk. Wang Xia, however, wanted to buy something for Grandpa Zheng for Director Xing to take home and was worried the shops would close if she went out too late, so she came out with me.
Seeing me drunk and about to fall, Wang Xia quickly helped me up in the hallway. I took the opportunity to put my right hand on her shoulder, slowly sliding my hand inside her neckline, pressing against her firm breasts and gently kneading them.
"You…"
Considering the neighbors nearby, Wang Xia didn't dare say anything, letting me run wild with my drunken antics.
Although their residential complex was five or six years old, the surrounding environment had only recently been planned. Therefore, downstairs, there were several large poplar trees and flower beds, as well as piles of garbage dumped haphazardly, and bricks and tiles scattered everywhere. Such complexes were common in the county town and nothing special.
She was powerless to resist my decision, only repeatedly saying, "No!"
We were at the top of the stairs, where someone could walk by at any moment. Wang Xia struggled desperately, but could only twist her body; it was futile. I put my arm around Wang Xia and half-forced her to a secluded corner of a flower bed, saying, "Let's rest for a while." "What are you going to do? I still need to buy things,"
she said, struggling against my hand. It was dark and felt unusually safe.
"What do you think? You were teasing me up there for so long..."
As I spoke, my left hand slipped inside Wang Xia's skirt, caressing her rounded thighs clad in flesh-colored stockings for a while. Then, I pressed my body tightly against hers and lifted the hem of her skirt.
Wang Xia merely grabbed my hand, trying to stop me from continuing, but she dared not make a sound, knowing there were other residents on the first floor.
Although I couldn't see her face in the darkness, the womanly fragrance emanating from her body only intensified my infatuation. I grabbed one of her slender, beautiful legs, parted it slightly, and then wrapped my arms around her waist, dragging her to the edge of the flower bed. Without any support, Wang Xia was forced to kneel on the edge of the flower bed. I rolled her skirt around her waist and tied a knot in the front. Wang Xia kept softly refusing, but she couldn't overcome my brute force. Her lace panties, which were covering her private parts, were quickly pulled down, all the way to her knees, revealing her plump, pink buttocks. Although it was pitch black all around, I could still feel the alluring scent emanating from them.
The wine didn't intoxicate, but the feeling itself did; the wine emboldened me, and with my lust raging, I couldn't resist slapping her buttocks hard.
The "smack" was exceptionally loud in the darkness.
"Ouch..."
Wang Xia was caught off guard and cried out in pain, but quickly came to her senses and whispered, "You pervert, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing, doing you..."
My words were completely out of my excited mind. I couldn't help but kiss her, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her body, and my lower body plunged into her forbidden zone...
The outdoors has its own thrills. Wang Xia dared not groan loudly, only using nasal sounds instead of moans, occasionally panting and whispering, "Bastard... no more..."
Unfortunately, her soft protests sounded like seductive invitations to me.
Pressed against her back, I could clearly feel every tremor, every soft cry of the woman beneath me, even every sensitive twitch within her body.
The alcohol fueled my recklessness. I kissed Wang Xia's neck and earlobes indiscriminately, and she turned to kiss me back, constantly stimulating my raging desire and urging my member to thrust fiercely.
I pulled her body back a few steps, leaving her hands without support. Wang Xia's legs went weak, trembling uncontrollably, and she looked like she was about to collapse. Helpless, she could only wrap her arms around my waist, as if carrying me on her back.
This special game was something I had thought of unintentionally when I was with my sister-in-law. Every time I saw my sister-in-law's pleading face, I was especially excited, while my sister-in-law was ashamed and felt that this was too embarrassing, but she couldn't control herself. My onslaught continued, and soon Wang Xia was so excited that she couldn't speak,
"He's not a man at all..."
At the end, Wang Xia even gritted her teeth, I didn't know what kind of attitude she was, but I think first love is always hard to forget.
"Then what about me, am I a man?"
I continued to play with one of her breasts.
"Stop it!" Wang Xia quickly grabbed my hand and said, "Calm down for a bit, or they'll definitely notice something's wrong when I go upstairs."
Before I could speak, she whispered again, "Chen Chunyu, tell me the truth, what's your attitude towards my sister?"
My hand, which was touching her chest, immediately stopped. I probably couldn't even explain my own attitude towards Wang Qian. Initially, it was just lust, wanting to play around with her. But no matter what I did, Wang Qian would oblige. Even when I asked her to satisfy me with her mouth, she didn't refuse at all. I thought she was a promiscuous woman, but her clumsy oral movements that time made me realize that it was her first time doing this.
I understand the meaning of a woman enduring her own grievances to do anything for you, and I vaguely understand Wang Qian's feelings. She probably really likes me, otherwise she wouldn't have tentatively asked me what I planned to do with her that night.
What could I do with her? Before, I only thought about satisfying myself and then leaving. But Wang Qian's unconscious words that day suddenly woke me up: "I don't know why, but these past few days, all I can think about is you, you scoundrel. I don't want to be apart from you for a moment."
This was exactly what scared me.
I hadn't asked Wang Qian about her past life, but I knew that my previous views were somewhat extreme, or in some ways, she was a woman who dared to love and hate.
I had never met a woman like this before. Since that night when she tested me, she had never mentioned wanting me to be her boyfriend again. She just silently stayed with me and satisfied my desires.
Even that day in the lounge, she was clearly very sleepy, but she forced herself to be intimate with me, completely disregarding Zhao Na outside the door.
"I don't know how much you know about Xiaoqian. All I know is that my sister is very silly, a complete fool."
Wang Xia's expression turned serious as she spoke of her sister. "You've seen her acting crazy and carefree all the time. She's always been like that, she doesn't know anything about love. I don't want to tell you how many boyfriends Xiaoqian has had before, I doubt you'd be interested anyway. But I know she's serious this time. Before, she always said she'd date for fun and wasn't planning on getting married so early. I've told her many times, but she never listens, just doing whatever she wants. But do you know what she said to me this time? We talked on the phone all morning, and she did all the talking. She kept saying, 'Sister, I'm scared, I'm scared what will happen if Chen Chunyu finds out about my past…' She said Chen Chunyu doesn't like her crazy behavior, she said Chen Chunyu likes her in nurse's clothes… she said Chen Chunyu…"
Wang Xia paused here. She paused for a moment, then continued, "Back then, I didn't even know your name. It's embarrassing to admit, but you saved Wenwen. I was terrified and completely forgot to ask your name. I only found out Chen Chunyu was you after asking Xiaoqian, and you'd only met twice. Yet, this girl fell head over heels for me. She tried everything to keep everything about her past from me, afraid you'd find out… I never imagined she'd be so serious. To be honest, seeing my sister like this scared me too. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to help her hide it, because if you really wanted to, you could find out. And I know you're a smart man; you don't need to investigate, you can see things just by looking…"
Listening to Wang Xia's story, I realized I didn't really understand this girl. She'd become so infatuated in such a short time. Sometimes love is indescribable. Like how I liked my sister-in-law, it only took a few days before I was completely in love with her. I believed Wang Xia; after all, she had no reason to lie to me. Or perhaps Wang Qian knew I wouldn't like her, so she could only love me silently. These past few days, Wang Qian's timid and submissive demeanor in front of me has been quite amusing; I thought she was just pretending to be innocent. What made this carefree girl, who didn't care about others' opinions, so afraid? I've felt that way before—when Liu Qing discovered my affair with my sister-in-law. I felt like a penitent, awaiting God's judgment.
"Actually, Xiaoqian knows about you and me..."
Wang Xia said, her body trembling slightly.
"What?"
My brain went blank, and I couldn't speak.
"That night, although Xiaoqian was drunk, she glanced at us, and the next morning you...you forced yourself on me in the bathroom, and she heard everything clearly in the room. When Xiaoqian asked me, I didn't want to admit it...but...but what she said was so convincing, I had no choice but to admit it."
Wang Xia's body felt like it was on fire, her soft little hands touching my body.
"And what did Wang Qian say..."
A thought flashed through my mind. One hand caressed her soft breasts, the other gently stroked her hair. Wang Qian didn't question me, and pretended to be completely unaware, which meant she had already tacitly approved of my relationship with her sister.
"Qian didn't say anything..."
Wang Xia, slightly panting, rolled off me.
From her tone, I knew she was lying. My hand caressed her plump buttocks, I brought my face close to her ear, gently nibbling her round, smooth earlobe, tickling her with my heavy breathing. "Tell me quickly, what did Wang Qian tell you?"
Wang Xia was almost breathless in my embrace, aroused by my teasing. She kept panting and twisting her body to avoid my kisses, crying out, "It tickles so much, don't be silly..."
"Tell me?"
I gently cupped Wang Xia's pretty face, pressing my lips to her cherry-like mouth.
"Ah...you're so naughty," Wang Xia breathed softly, letting out hot, sweet breaths as I caressed her, but she stubbornly refused to speak.
"You won't talk, huh? I'll interrogate Wang Qian when we get back, and make her tell me everything, including what she did before..."
My tone turned cold.
"No..."
Sure enough, Wang Xia became anxious and quickly stopped me, saying, "Don't ask Xiaoqian, she really likes you."
It seemed Wang Qian really did have something to hide, otherwise Wang Xia wouldn't be so afraid. She was afraid that if I found out, she wouldn't give her sister any chance. Unfortunately, Wang Xia didn't know that after her words, my opinion of Wang Qian had already changed, and my view was that no matter what you were like before, once you're with me, you can only have me as your man. I wasn't interested in what Wang Qian had done in the past, but using it to threaten Wang Xia was really unacceptable.
Seeing Wang Xia's desperate pleading for her sister, I understood why Wang Qian was afraid of her; perhaps it was love for her older sister.
"Xiaoqian was afraid of me after she found out... I went to the police, so she secretly called me and told me not to tell. She also said that if you're really interested... interested, she wouldn't mind if I were with you..."
Wang Xia stammered out these words, especially the last sentence, which I probably wouldn't have heard at all if I hadn't been hearing so well.
"What..."
My body suddenly felt hot, and I grabbed her waist again and pulled her down sharply.
Wang Xia suppressed her shame, lowered her voice, and said in a trembling voice, "Chen Chunyu... I really can't take it anymore, if we go like this, someone will definitely find out..."
"You're not listening to your sister..."
I lifted her up with both hands, lifting her feet off the ground.
"I... I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it..."
She wavered between lust and reason, and her body reacted even more strongly. The love hidden deep in her heart was constantly being dug out by me, causing her defenses to crumble and her coquettishness to be fully revealed. But she dared not call out loudly, only groaning in anguish…
The two bodies remained frozen for over twenty seconds before Wang Xia slumped back into my arms. Compared to before, she had no strength left, not even the strength to lift a hand.
“I…I…”
Wang Xia began to utter half a sentence, tears suddenly welling up in her eyes, appearing silent and cold in the darkness.
I knew she was regretting it. At this moment, reason returned to her mind, and I silently kissed her cheek, tasting her tears with a slightly salty flavor.
“What should I do? I’m a married woman…”
Finally, she began to sob silently.
“Sister Wang…”
I reached out and tightly embraced her slender waist, stroking it with my palm: “Don’t think so much, okay…I like you, really.”
“That’s still not okay, you still have Wang Qian, how can you be so absurd, and what about me…”
She began to stammer incoherently.
“Slap!” Seeing that she was about to lose control of her emotions, I quickly slapped her thigh hard to wake her up.
"What are you going to do now..."
Wang Xia suddenly realized that this was a residential area, and she wasn't allowed to act recklessly.
"Is it ridiculous? What's so ridiculous about it? So what if you sleep with me? Weren't you planning to sleep with your first love that night too?"
I pressed.
"This... is different."
She was so frightened that she couldn't speak.
"How is it different? Aren't we both men? Can't I satisfy you?" As I spoke, I thrust forward.
"You..."
She was a little angry, "You know how it's different." "Of course I know. I slept with Xiaoqian too, that's the difference. But Xiaoqian didn't seem to mind, did she?"
"But I..."
She only got halfway through her sentence before I interrupted her, "But what... didn't you just get satisfied? Sexual intercourse is a very normal thing, you're just making it too complicated. Tell me, if I hadn't slept with Xiaoqian, would you still feel so much psychological pressure sleeping with me?"
"No... no." She answered subconsciously, forced by my questioning.
"Exactly, so this is just your imagination. Don't tell me you're going to remain chaste for Zheng Changyin."
I asked, somewhat displeased.
"What nonsense are you talking about... When did I say I was going to remain chaste for him?"
Wang Xia, pressed by me, blurted out, realizing her mistake immediately, and quickly added, "I meant I'm not that kind of woman..."
"I don't care what kind of woman you are, but I know you're my woman from now on, and you're not allowed to let any other man touch you..."
I said with a domineering tone.
"You're talking nonsense, who... is your woman!"
Wang Xia's voice was clearly weak, just a feeble protest.
"Slap!" Without a word, I flipped her onto my lap, her buttocks sticking up high, and slapped her hard across the buttocks. "Whose woman are you?"
"Slap!" I slapped her again. Luckily, the scenery here wasn't good, otherwise there would definitely be people around at night. I listened carefully as I slapped her, afraid someone might suddenly come to investigate.
"I'm your woman, please stop hitting me..."
Wang Xia finally couldn't hold back anymore and hurriedly begged for mercy.
"That's a good girl," I said, pulling her back into my arms and kissing her forehead. "You're not allowed to sleep with other men anymore, understand?"
"Don't worry, I've already separated from Zheng Changyin. If it weren't for the child..."
Speaking of Wenwen, she said reluctantly, "I'm afraid I can't get a divorce, after all, Wenwen is still so young..."
"I don't need you to get a divorce..."
I said, kissing her. "Did it hurt when you hit me just now?"
"What do you think, you scoundrel?" Tears welled up in her eyes again. "Even when my dad hit me when I was little, it didn't hurt this much."
I wiped away her tears and said gently, "Just pretend it was your dad who hit you just now."
"Are you trying to kill me?" She glared at me immediately.
"To be honest, if Wang Qian hadn't begged you, would you still have slept with me?"
Although I already knew the answer, I still wanted her to say it herself.
"Sigh,"
Wang Xia sighed again, gently stroking my cheek, "You don't know you're a poison, so domineering, practically the epitome of male chauvinism, a rogue among rogues. But I don't know why, I want you to be like this, willingly let you... let you be like this..."
She stopped abruptly, asking, "Am I being a bit of a masochist...? I don't know why, even when you hit me just now, I felt a strange sense of intimacy."
I knew the reason for Wang Xia's behavior. Heaven and earth are divided into Qian and Kun, the Eight Trigrams into Yin and Yang, and people into men and women; naturally, they are relative and mutually generative. Men are Yang, naturally filled with the desire to conquer, appearing more domineering and violent. Women, on the other hand, belong to the conquered side, appearing weak and gentle. Wang Xia's behavior was also a manifestation of submission; in other words, without realizing it, I had already conquered the woman in my arms, although there are many kinds of conquest.
Of course, I wouldn't tell Wang Xia these things, I just smiled and said, "Really? Then I'll beat you up and torture you when no one's around."
"You dare..."
She gave me a charming glare.

Chapter 124
Just as I was about to go wild again, Wang Xia was completely terrified this time. She hurriedly grabbed me and wouldn't let me do anything. Actually, I don't know why my desire was so strong tonight.
"Let's call it a night. I'll go buy some things for the old man. You go back to Xiaoqian's place. The key is behind the trash can by the door. Hehe, she's on duty tonight, and you'll be all alone in the house."
Wang Xia said, sitting up from me. She then pulled out some newspapers from my bag and wiped herself down. Seeing my motionless, young master-like appearance, she knew what I was thinking and could only sigh. She wiped me down too and zipped up my zipper.
She playfully hit me on the zipper and said, "Master, now you should get up."
I suddenly reached out, grabbed her body, and picked Wang Xia up.
"What are you doing? Put me down, you're like a child."
She kept kicking and squirming, pouting in my arms.
I ignored her and carried her straight to the intersection. There was no wind tonight, so the neighborhood was deserted. Wang Xia, however, seemed to sense my warmth, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck and lying motionless in my arms like a kitten.
"Sleep with me tonight..."
I felt a surge of desire and continued walking with her in my arms.
"You're being unreasonable again... I need to buy things."
Wang Xia quickly pushed me away and struggled to get out of my arms. I had been exercising for a while and had carried Wang Xia for nearly a hundred meters, so I didn't have much strength left. As soon as she struggled, I put her on the ground.
"I said you have to stay with me tonight," I said domineeringly, my mind a jumble of thoughts.
"How can you be so unreasonable?" Wang Xia also started to get angry. Seeing my bad expression under the streetlights, her voice softened: "Chen Chunyu, don't be like this, we can do it later..."
"I don't care, you have to be with me tonight..."
I had a feeling that something was off tonight, like something was about to happen. After saying that, I forcefully pulled Wang Xia's body and dragged her away.
"How could you be so reckless..."
I dragged Wang Xia for nearly a hundred meters, and finally at an intersection, we waited for a taxi. I forcibly pulled Wang Xia in and said, "Driver, xx road."
Seeing that there were outsiders present, Wang Xia didn't dare to struggle too much. Once in the car, she couldn't help but mutter, "You bastard..."
But I started stroking her body again...
After going upstairs, I took the keys from behind the trash can, opened the door, and turned on the lights. Only then did I notice that Wang Xia's hair was a mess, and her dress was all wrinkled, as if she had crawled through a pile of dirt. I then remembered the strange look on the driver's face earlier; it turned out he had been eyeing Wang Xia.
"Hehe, luckily I didn't let you go home, otherwise even a stupid donkey like Zheng Changyin would have figured out what you were doing just now..."
"It's all your fault, making him feel embarrassed."
She glared at me, then started dialing: "Hello, is this Wenwen? Tell your dad the gift shop is already closed, I'm not going home tonight, I'm sleeping at Xiaoqian's... Wenwen, be good... good Wenwen..."
After she hung up, she glared at me and said, "Why aren't you taking a shower? You're all sticky, aren't you uncomfortable?"
"Uncomfortable... come and scrub me."
"You bastard, don't even think about it!" Before she could object, I had already dragged her into the bathroom. The alcohol made me feel that Wang Xia was especially beautiful tonight. I held her in my arms, found her lips and began to take them. I had already aroused her desire in the car, and with the rest just now, her body had recovered. Wang Xia kept responding, offering her fragrant tongue to entwine with mine.
I used my free knuckles to pull open her skirt, and Wang Xia cooperated by kicking her thighs. Finally, she pulled the skirt down to the ground, and looking at her fair and delicate breasts through a thin, soft lace, I skillfully and patiently caressed her high and tender breasts. I tore off her suspenders, and Wang Xia cooperated by raising her hands so that I could remove all the restraints on her chest. I couldn't wait to take off my own clothes and then hugged her tightly. Wang Xia also tilted her head back so that I could kiss her face.
This was the first time I'd ever examined her body so directly. I couldn't help but swallow, my eyes burning. I greedily touched and kissed her, sucking and tasting her. Wang Xia let out a soft moan, her hands around my head as she said, "Can you turn off the light? I'm not used to this."
"No... I want to watch you," I stopped her. We were both naked, exposed to the showerhead. The warm water poured over us, bringing waves of comfort. I suddenly felt that lying down might be more enjoyable. On a whim, I kissed Wang Xia on the cheek and said, "You wait..."
Then, naked, I rushed into Wang Xia's room, pulled the straw mat off the bed, and spread it on the cement floor.
Wang Xia understood. We embraced, letting the water pour over us. I kneaded her full breasts, gently nibbling at them, while my other hand roamed over her smooth thighs, finally reaching her groin. After lingering there for a while, I tentatively inserted my index finger into the crevice between her tightly clenched thighs. Wang Xia's naked body pressed tightly against mine, her legs wrapped tightly around my arms, occasionally letting out a low moan. I quickly told her to stop, otherwise we wouldn't be able to shower.
Lying on the mat, Wang Xia lathered me with soap from head to toe, then her delicate hands gently rubbed my body, leaving it slippery and smooth with the lather. Wang Xia's hands had just the right amount of pressure, making the massage very comfortable. Although her hands roamed over my body, they never touched my genitals. After we were clean, I had Wang Xia lie down and lathered her with soap as well, but I didn't hold back and lathered her entire body. Then we both washed ourselves thoroughly under the shower. Unexpectedly, after such a long time of rinsing, the drain was clogged, causing a flood. Wang Xia quickly knelt on the mat and pulled out the hair clogging the drain opening, and the water finally flowed away.
Looking at her kneeling posture, a thought struck me, and I pressed my body against hers again, kissing her back as I said, "Sister Wang, your body is so beautiful."
"Don't call me Sister Wang, call me Xiaoxia tonight,"
she said, slightly breathless.
"Okay! Xiaoxia."
Knowing she felt guilty, I simply complied with her wishes and turned her body over.
Then I lay back down on the mat, leaning against the slippery wall.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Xia asked curiously, her face flushed, seeing me motionless.
"Tired," I replied casually, but a strange feeling lingered in my heart. I knew something was going to happen tonight, and it was with my closest person, but I just couldn't figure out what was wrong.
"Let's go to sleep early then, I'll wipe your body..."
"No, give it to me with your hand..."
I took her hand... Now that I was a married woman, I was a little shy at first, but I quickly became focused.
Looking at Wang Xia's serious expression, I found it a little funny, and on a whim, I pleaded, "Sister Wang, can you kiss me, okay..."
Without realizing it, I switched back to "Sister Wang," because I found it more exciting.
"No!" This time she reacted quite quickly, hurriedly lifting her head, but the heat in my heart made me disobey her wishes, and I pressed Wang Xia down firmly.
Seeing that she couldn't resist, she hesitated for a moment, and had no choice but to comply with me. Sure enough, she wasn't used to it, which made me grimac.
So I lay on the bamboo mat, the running water flowing around me, a tingling sensation spreading through my body. Taking a warm bath after drinking was truly a pleasant experience, especially with a beautiful woman beside me. The water gradually evaporated, leaving a layer of fine water droplets on both of our bodies…
After I finished, she carefully washed me again and dried me off. I dried Wang Xia off as well, washed the bamboo mat briefly, and hung it to dry in the living room; I was sure it would be dry by the night.
I carried Wang Xia to her sister's bed, and she didn't object, only turning off the light when I lay down.
In the darkness, I groped around and found that Wang Xia had put her bra back on. I slipped my hand inside again, pulled her body closer, and gently kissed her snow-white skin.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xia struggled incessantly: "Chen Chunyu, go to sleep early. I'm not in the mood for this right now, really, I'm in a terrible mood."
Normally, knowing her heart was pounding, I might have offered some comfort, but tonight I was already very impatient, so I didn't care. I forcefully rolled her over and sealed her lips with mine. At first, Wang Xia resisted somewhat, but soon her hands wrapped around my neck, and we entered into passion.
With my movements, her long, strong legs wrapped around me, almost suffocating me, and she moaned softly.
A thought flashed through my mind, and I immediately blurted out, "How do I compare to your husband?"
She immediately became embarrassed amidst her desire, "Don't ask me...don't ask me...stop asking, why are you asking these things? Ah..."
Although I couldn't see her expression in the darkness, I knew my words had greatly stimulated her. Wang Xia quickly climaxed and began to speak incoherently, "Ah...I'm dying...it feels so good, I can't take it anymore..."
Between my heavy breathing and Wang Xia's rapid moans, I also felt an indescribable enjoyment, an indescribable comfort. When we both had some strength left, I moved my hand slightly.
She stirred in my arms and whispered, "You rascal, go to sleep."...
I was the first to wake up in the morning, while Wang Xia was still fast asleep. Contrary to my expectations, there was no satisfied smile in her eyes; instead, her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she had nowhere to vent her inner turmoil, or as if there was an unsolvable knot in her heart.
A wave of pity washed over me, and I couldn't help but stroke the corner of her mouth, trying to soothe the slight bitterness in her eyes. But she trembled slightly in her sleep. It was a bit chilly in the morning, so I pulled the sheet over her, sitting up and observing this woman. Last night's heart-to-heart talk had taught me that Wang Xia was actually a woman of deep emotions. Subconsciously, she felt guilty towards her husband and Wang Qian for being with me. But there were things she couldn't say. Just as she said, I myself was a poison, and perhaps that's why she was so conflicted.
For the first time, I kissed her body without desire. Wang Xia's body was very fair; you couldn't tell she had ever given birth. I pulled her closer to me, wanting her to feel safe. Sure enough, Wang Xia rolled over and hugged my chest.
The morning air showered her with countless beauties, and I gently stroked the snow-white skin within my reach. Full as a mountain, smooth as jade, her body was still so sensitive, beginning to stiffen at my gentle touch.
Gazing at that perfect body, my fingers traced a line, gently running over it. Perhaps a woman's most beautiful moment is when she's a young woman, having been touched by a man; perhaps every movement exudes a captivating charm.
The heat in my heart had vanished, replaced by a sense of peace. We were very close, and I realized I was falling for this woman. Impossible, I've always only loved my sister-in-law.
This love wasn't the same as that love. Was it simply because of her beauty? I suddenly realized that Wang Xia and my sister-in-law shared a common trait: submissiveness. They both indulged me.
Just as I was lost in thought, Wang Xia was awakened by my touch. She said in a low, angry voice, "You came as soon as I woke up."
I immediately silenced her with a kiss, not giving her a chance to speak, because the heat in my heart returned.
All morning, I relentlessly ravaged Wang Xia until her body was covered in red marks before I stopped. The two of us, panting, took a cold shower in the bathroom.
After I dressed her and carried her back to the sofa, she held me in her arms like a child, docile and gentle: "You're holding me too tight, I can hardly breathe."
"Are you tired?"
I couldn't help but hug her tighter, as if afraid she would suddenly leave me.
"Who told you to act like a madwoman... This is the first time I've ever been this crazy, I thought I was dreaming... Hey, what are you doing?"
I slapped her hard again.
"I heard that dreams don't hurt, I'm seeing if you can feel anything."
"I'm going to die."
Seeing that I wasn't talking anymore and was just staring blankly at the table, she asked softly, "What's wrong? Is something wrong? I noticed you had something on your mind since last night."
"Nothing, just thinking about other things." I didn't know where the restlessness in my heart came from, so I didn't plan to tell Wang Xia.
"Are you worried about the road repair? Don't worry, it'll definitely be done." "Mm." I hugged her again.
"Something happened!"
A sense of alarm struck me, and I suddenly realized the reason for my restlessness. Could it be that something happened to my sister-in-law?
This subconscious thought immediately surfaced in my mind. I jumped up and ran to the phone, dialing my sister-in-law's number.
"Hello, who is this?"
came my sister-in-law's sleepy voice from the other end.

Chapter 125
"Sister-in-law, this is Chen Chunyu. Is everything alright at home?"
I asked anxiously.
"No, what's wrong?"
Liu Jie's voice was even more confused than mine.
"Really nothing?"
I felt even more confused. What was going on? I had a feeling something was wrong, but since my sister-in-law seemed alright, I relaxed and said softly, "Sister-in-law, I'm making this call from a friend's house. Let me tell you..."
I reminded my sister-in-law to be careful what she said, especially since Wang Xia was there. If she overheard something, it would be troublesome. I also needed to mention the trip I was going on with Director Xing.
Sure enough, my sister-in-law kept praising me on the phone after hearing the good news, making me quite embarrassed.
Only after hanging up did Wang Xia give me a chance to speak. She didn't seem to notice anything amiss on the phone, since I had been talking about work the whole time.
Wang Xia had already changed her clothes, and seeing me about to make another move, she was terrified and hurriedly ran out of the house. In fact, she was genuinely scared by my excessive demands last night.
Thinking about the upcoming trip, I knew I should tell Jiang Ailian the truth, otherwise that woman might complain. Thinking about it, I also found it strange that our previously ambiguous relationship had been drifting further and further apart lately.
The streetscape had changed drastically; it seemed as if all the vitality of the county town had burst forth in an instant. If you observed closely, you would notice that women were dressing more daringly, and men's waists were starting to bulge. I hadn't expected mobile phones to become so popular so quickly. A while ago, when Liao Guozhong visited Luzhen, they were still a novelty, but now almost every wealthy person in the county had one, and many government officials were also getting them.
These things were indeed much more convenient; you could make calls anytime, anywhere. I was considering getting one myself, but what I didn't know was that mobile phones were already flooding the southern market, and even greater changes were taking place on this land.
I was completely surprised that Jiang Ailian had just gotten up. When I pushed open the door, she was also rubbing her sleepy eyes, staring at me. We both stood there dumbfounded. Her fair and delicate figure was wrapped in a low-cut white nightgown, revealing most of her round and full breasts, creating a deep cleavage. At this moment, there was no trace of coldness on her face; she exuded the exquisite charm of a middle-aged woman. I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times, swallowing hard. Desire surged within me; I believed that one day I would have this beautiful piece of meat in my mouth.
"What are you looking at? Get out!"
Meeting my gaze, Jiang Ailian's face immediately darkened, and she unceremoniously told me to leave.
"Hey, what did I do to offend you?"
I couldn't understand how this woman could change her attitude so quickly, faster than flipping through a book. It was truly inexplicable. "I called you here because I have something to discuss. Do you think I wanted to? I really don't understand. It's almost ten o'clock and you're still sleeping in your room. Aren't you afraid of getting moldy?"
I shook my head and walked to the door, saying, "I'll wait for you in my room. I have something to discuss with you later."
When it came to the road repairs, Jiang Ailian became serious and stopped giving me the cold shoulder. After I finished recounting the banquet at Zheng Changyin's house, she seemed incredulous, constantly scrutinizing me, thinking I was lying.
"What, do I have gold on my face? Or am I looking at you now and you want to look back?"
I teased.
"Who cares about you? You're just asking for trouble."
She looked away and asked, "Why is Zheng Changyin so enthusiastic? It's completely different from last time."
Anyone could see something was wrong, but it would be foolish not to take advantage of a good deal. What I was really interested in was what Luzhen had to offer. I casually asked, "Village Chief Jiang, do you know the history of Luzhen?"
"History?"
She didn't understand why I suddenly changed the subject.
"Yes,"
I nodded.
"Why are you suddenly researching this?"
"Nothing, I was just asking." Judging from her expression, she knew she didn't know anything, so I simply ended the conversation.
"Smoke! Everyone come quick, it's smoking!"
The sudden shout startled us both. We exchanged a glance: "Fire!"
We rushed outside and found the freckled waitress downstairs shouting in the courtyard. Seeing us, she yelled even louder: "You guys hurry and see! The Zhuangyuan Pagoda is smoking! Our county is going to produce another top scholar!"
Without waiting for our surprise, she ran off.
"Come on, let's go see too," I called back to Jiang Ailian, who nodded and followed me downstairs.
Luckily, I was quick enough to flag down a pedicab downstairs and headed towards the Zhuangyuan Pagoda. The driver, hearing we were going to the pagoda, started the engine without a word. He assumed we were business people in the county and didn't know about the smoke, so he enthusiastically explained it to us as he drove.
Decades ago, residents living near the Zhuangyuan Pagoda accidentally discovered a strange phenomenon: blue smoke was rising from the top of the ancient pagoda. Initially, it didn't attract much attention, but the more they observed it, the stranger it seemed. Every day from the time the sun began to set in the south, a wisp of "black smoke" would drift from the top of the pagoda, disappearing by noon. Surprisingly, the smoke was also very punctual, starting to rise around 10 AM every day. As a result, large crowds gathered to watch. Some said the pagoda had once suppressed a demon, and now the seal was breaking. Others believed it was a manifestation of a Bodhisattva. Still others thought someone was burning flammable materials inside the pagoda, causing the "smoke." However, the last explanation was clearly untenable, as the pagoda was ancient and climbing was strictly prohibited. To prevent accidents, the main gate was locked with a large iron padlock, and no one lived inside the pagoda year-round.
This phenomenon, known as "Ancient Pagoda Smoke," is considered a local attraction. Master Ma thought we were unaware of it, but in fact, I had already read the *XX County Gazetteer*. Although the gazetteer only records three instances of smoke rising from the Zhuangyuan Pagoda in the decades since the founding of the Qin Dynasty, it states that "the most widely witnessed event was around the Mid-Autumn Festival of 1971. Every morning, wisps of 'blue smoke' rose from the iron gourd at the top of the pagoda, clearly visible from 300-400 meters away. This lasted for about half an hour before disappearing. This continued for over ten days, attracting thousands of onlookers daily. It became a sensational event in X southern China." It is said that several university professors organized workers to climb to the top of the pagoda, captured the smoke with netting, and brought it back to the capital for research. The final conclusion was that the so-called "black smoke" was the result of a large number of "carrion mosquitoes" swarming around the smell of decaying matter. Because these mosquitoes typically begin mating around 10 AM, they appear most frequently when the sun is strong. At the time, this incident was even reported in major newspapers, revealing the truth behind the so-called "smoke" from the ancient pagoda and dispelling the public's doubts.
I've always scoffed at the "truth" presented above. The so-called experts and professors in the Qin Dynasty are worthless; they can probably only fool the common people. I really don't know if those so-called "carrion mosquitoes" have gone mad, what are they doing having sex on the top of the pagoda? The county annals clearly record that there was one instance of smoke in winter. The "carrion mosquitoes" are incredibly resistant to the cold, and it's even colder at such heights. Aren't they afraid of being photographed?
When we arrived, the area around the Zhuangyuan Pagoda was packed with people. The open space at the foot of the pagoda, both sides of the road next to it, and even the rooftops and windows of the surrounding buildings were densely packed with people. Many people were holding cameras, taking pictures of the top of the pagoda, while others had binoculars, screaming as they watched.
After paying the numbing man, Jiang Ailian and I squeezed into the crowd. Afraid of getting separated, I tugged at her hand; she struggled briefly but eventually yielded.
Unfortunately, there were too many people, and we couldn't get in. We could only watch from afar. From the top of the ancient pagoda, wisps of smoke rose faintly, sometimes thickening, sometimes thinning, like a veil fluttering in the wind, spreading across the sky.
Everything seemed to be conveying something to the world. Everyone knew the pagoda held treasure; because pagodas were built to suppress the earth's energy, underground palaces were often constructed beneath them, containing Buddhist artifacts to ward off evil. For some reason, a thought popped into my head: could the smoke from this Scholar's Pagoda be related to Deer Town? I'd been restless these past few days, always thinking something terrible was about to happen; could it be the smoke from the Scholar's Pagoda?
"It really is smoking, Professor Liu!"
I was deep in thought when a voice suddenly rang in my ear.
Professor? I couldn't help but turn my head towards them. I saw an elderly man with glasses and gray hair, looking at the top of the tower through binoculars.
Beside him was a young man in a white short-sleeved shirt, also wearing glasses, looking quite refined.
"Of course, do you think this is fake?" The professor didn't seem to notice anyone watching them, since everyone's attention was focused on the tower.
But I gleaned something from their conversation: they knew the smoke wasn't from "carrion mosquitoes." Professor Liu's words, in particular, convinced me of my suspicions. So I released Jiang Ailian's hand and slowly approached them.
"Could what we're looking for be related to this tower?"
the young man asked in a low voice.
"Perhaps. Do you know who originally built this tower?"
the professor replied in a low voice.
"Wasn't it built by the top scholar Gong Yi?"
the young man asked curiously. I became interested and listened intently.
"Hehe, the fact that the top scholar built this pagoda in Gongyi is a later development. That's the general public's opinion, after all, the pagoda is called the Top Scholar Pagoda."
The old man seemed to want to show off his knowledge to his disciple, so he explained it very convincingly: "Do you know that there is another pagoda recorded in the history of the county?"
"What pagoda?"
"The Zangxuan Pagoda." "This, how come I don't know?"
The young man looked at Professor Liu in confusion. I was also confused, because this was the first time I had ever heard of the Zangxuan Pagoda.
"It's normal that you don't know. I rode my horse to Zangxuan Temple, and searched for the ancient city of Lu. The forest was empty, and the woodcutter's path led in. The sand was soft, and the wall was leaning. The shadow of the towering mountain was on the horizon, and the sound of the flowing spring was heard at the bottom of the stream. The millet seedlings were still lush, and the territory was vast. I remember the past when the officials were in high rank and the emperor personally issued the covenant. The Minister of Works was rewarded, and the emperor was rewarded for his management. The merits of the feudal lords were reported, and the temple was built in the past. Private officials were transferred to the imperial court, and the emperor bestowed the imperial seal on the main road..."
Professor Liu suddenly recited an ancient poem.
"This poem is wrong..."
The young man looked at Professor Liu in disbelief.
"That's right," the old professor interrupted him, "This is the original form of the poem, only it was intentionally altered. Lucheng is Luyi, located on the east bank of the X River, forty or fifty li north of Zangxuan Temple."
"You mean Luyi is..."
the young man exclaimed in shock again.
Actually, not only him, but I was also shocked, never expecting to overhear this secret. Luyi, of course, refers to Luzhen. If this is Zangxuan Temple, then forty or fifty li north of Zangxuan Temple is Luzhen. Thinking of this, my heart began to pound. Sure enough, this Zhuangyuan Pagoda, no, more precisely, the Zangxuan Pagoda, is related to Luzhen. But why was this Zangxuan Pagoda changed to Zhuangyuan Pagoda? My questions began to rise again, and this part of history was not recorded in the county annals. Could it be that, like the local annals of Luzhen, they were all "embellished," or has this history been buried long ago? But who is this Professor Liu? He knows everything about this place. Judging from his tone, he is obviously very knowledgeable about this place, and may even have come specifically for this reason.
"Let me tell you, this tower was originally the Zangxuan Tower, and the Zhuangyuan Tower itself was just a reconstruction on its original site. However, the Zangxuan Tower had collapsed nearly seven hundred years ago when it was rebuilt, so later generations only knew of the Zangxuan Temple and not the Zangxuan Tower. They even believed that this tower was originally built by the top scholar Gongyi, hence the name Zhuangyuan Tower."
I was secretly relieved to hear such a secret history; they never expected someone nearby to be listening so intently.
"And this tower was originally built by Liu Feng of the Great Han Dynasty..."
"What, Liu Feng!"
My mind nearly exploded. Hearing about him again, Liu Feng, this mysterious figure, who remained unremarkable in history, yet everything here was connected to him, even this ancient tower was a symbol of his existence.
"Liu Feng? The one we're looking for this time..."
the young man said in surprise.
"Yes," the professor was clearly startled by his student's voice. He looked around and, finding no one paying attention, whispered, "Keep your voice down."
"But Master... is this tower really Liu Fengjian's?"
"Of course, of course it is. You think I'm just making things up?"
Professor Liu was clearly intolerant of being questioned by his student.
"No, I'm just wondering how you know so much, teacher."
"Do you know my real surname?"
the professor suddenly asked.
"Professor, of course your surname is Liu?"
the young man replied.
I also found it amusing. You're called Professor Liu, so why would your surname be "Ma"? "My real surname is 'Gong'." Gong? The top scholar Gongyi? This thought immediately popped into my head.

Chapter 126
Sure enough, the professor surnamed Liu nodded slightly and whispered to him not to tell anyone else, his tone suggesting that the young student was the first to know.
This is no ordinary person. I never imagined this man was a descendant of the top scholar from Gongyi. I know that in those turbulent times, changing names was common to legitimize one's lineage, especially after war when household registration was incomplete, and in some places, entire villages were deserted. But I doubt Professor Liu himself imagined that once he changed his name, it would be irreversible.
Judging from his tone, I can at least deduce that the top scholar must have discovered something at Cangxuan Temple, which is why he conceived the idea of building the pagoda. He clearly had ulterior motives, erasing all traces of the Cangxuan Pagoda after its construction. It's even possible that the poem Professor Liu recited was intentionally altered.
What exactly did Gongyi discover? What clues did he find that have driven his descendants to search tirelessly for decades? Could it really be as my master imagined?
I instantly considered investigating Professor Liu and his companion, but then quickly dismissed the idea, afraid of alerting them and exposing myself. So far, I know of several people eyeing Deer Town, including Old Sun, Liao Guozhong and his wife, Zheng Changyin, and Professor Liu. You can imagine how many are secretly watching. I understand the saying "the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind." Besides, no matter what, they can't bypass Deer Town, and I'm currently its ruler. So, I hold the biggest card in my hand; any tricks they make will ultimately be no match for the dealer. Understanding this, I felt fortunate for my master's foresight. Moreover, my identity was discreet, and I believed I hadn't been exposed to anyone with ulterior motives.
I stopped paying attention to the two and turned my gaze back to the top of the tower. The smoke had thinned considerably, but the crowd was growing. The Chinese people's love of excitement never changes; they seemed determined to wait. It looked like more and more people had heard the news, and it would probably get even more crowded later. I decided to leave, but when I turned to look for Jiang Ailian, she was gone.
Anyway, she's a grown woman; she wouldn't get lost, so I left. Along the way, I saw countless devout men and women crowding in with incense and paper money, probably hoping for a miracle from the Bodhisattva.
Anyway, I'd explained everything to Jiang Ailian, so I didn't plan to go back to the guesthouse. Thinking of that little girl Wang Qian, a surge of emotion welled up inside me, so I found a numb spot and went back to the hospital.
It was already past eleven when I arrived. Only Zhao Na was on duty in the staff room. She looked at me strangely, but this time she didn't give me a bad look. She simply told me that Wang Qian was off work that day.
I slapped my head hard; it seemed I was really burning with desire. The whole Zhuangyuan Tower thing had made me so forgetful. Just as I was about to leave, she stopped me, saying, "Wait a minute, it's almost noon. Eat here, otherwise Wang Qian might complain if she finds out I didn't feed you."
I was hungry too, so I nodded without refusing. Zhao Na took two lunchboxes to the cafeteria to get food, while I sat in the duty room rummaging around.
A short while later, she came back with the lunchbox, her forehead glistening with sweat. She pouted and placed the lunchbox in front of me, saying, "Young Master, hurry up and eat. Making me go out to get food in this heat is really inconvenient."
"Hehe, you stopped me when I tried to go,"
I said, watching her fan herself with her little hand in a slightly annoyed manner. A thought stirred within me. Although she was still wearing her nurse's dress, she was now wearing white stockings that tightly hugged her fair and delicate legs, making her little bottom look rather plump. Her beautiful eyes were lowered beneath her eyebrows, her nose was small and delicate, and her cherry-like lips were fresh and luscious. She looked like a pure and ethereal fairy, or a jade figure carved from an incredibly alluring piece of Lantian jade.
I hadn't noticed her when I first came in, lost in thought, but now my eyes lit up. My gaze lingered on Zhao Na's thighs—slender, long, and shapely—simply exquisite. Especially striking were her delicate feet in elegant light blue high-heeled sandals, breathtakingly beautiful. Her jade-like white toes, adorned with a few bright red nail polishes, only fueled my desire to ravage her body.
She blushed at my staring, but didn't cry out. She quickly went to the table, tidied up her documents, and sat down next to me.
"Hehe, I didn't realize you looked so beautiful dressed up,"
I complimented. I've always believed that men should express their praise, otherwise, how would anyone know you think she's beautiful? Besides, no woman dislikes compliments.
Zhao Na quickly avoided my burning gaze, but her shy, adorable expression betrayed her feelings.
"Wow, the food in your cafeteria is so plentiful!"
I exclaimed as I opened my lunchbox. There was a plate of stir-fried green peppers and eggs, and a plate of braised pork. My stomach was already rumbling with hunger, so I immediately stopped being polite and started eating voraciously, not caring about my appearance.
Halfway through, I realized I hadn't thanked Zhao Na yet. I looked up and saw her staring at me in surprise. I then noticed my eating habits and said a little embarrassedly, "Did I scare you? That's just how I eat, I can't change it, haha."
"No, you have a really good appetite," she said shyly, secretly smiling.
"Haha, that's what they call having a mouth to go anywhere, but no mouth to walk an inch."
Seeing her push the braised pork aside and only pick at the green peppers and eggs, I asked, "What, are you on a diet? You seem thin enough already, you should eat more."
"No, I don't like meat,"
she explained.
"People say you are what you eat,"
I muttered, then added, "No wonder your chest is so small." "What did you say?"
I hadn't expected Zhao Na to have such sharp ears; she could hear even such a soft voice.
"Nothing, I just wanted to say that our country's food supply isn't very good. If you don't want to eat it, give it to me."
"Here you go, take it all, eat until you die!"
Zhao Na stood up reproachfully, shoveling meat from her lunchbox into mine. After we were halfway through, we both realized something was amiss and fell silent, sitting there eating.
The atmosphere became a bit heavy, so I tried to make conversation, saying, "The Scholar's Pagoda was smoking today, why didn't you go see it?"
"Didn't you see I was on duty? I'm so annoyed today, I've been busy all morning, I didn't have time to ask for leave. By the way, was it really smoking?"
Zhao Na became interested at this.
"Yeah, there were tons of people, there were still people going when I squeezed out."
I continued on this topic, talking about the scenic view of "ancient pagodas emitting smoke" recorded in the county annals.
The hospital was nearly empty at noon, so Zhao Na had plenty of time. She took out a deck of cards and we played a game. Of course, I wasn't bold enough to make her take off her clothes if she lost, given the constant flow of people in the hallways and the need to change IV drips for patients. We agreed that if I lost, I would flick her nose, and if she lost, she would slap my palm. Zhao Na's rosy cheeks and delicate skin often stirred my desires, but I had to restrain myself.
Once, I deliberately increased the bet, and Zhao Na lost more than twenty times in one go. This time, she was terrified and was about to stand up and run away when I reacted quickly. Her calf was right in front of me, and almost instinctively, I squeezed my legs together, trapping her smooth calf.
Zhao Na couldn't escape, and I took the opportunity to grab her soft hand. Zhao Na's face turned bright red, but she didn't object, which meant she had something on her mind. I also used this opportunity to test her.
"We agreed when we were playing cards that surrendering meant losing half the game, but you cheated, so you'll have to pay double!"
I pulled her hand hard, bringing us closer. Zhao Na became flustered as she looked at my face getting closer, her fair cheeks flushing red. She lowered her head and said, "Can't we change it to something else? It'll be over forty hits, my hand will definitely swell up."
In fact, I had been hitting her palm lightly, not wanting to be too forward with a beautiful woman. But she had deliberately teased me a few times, scratching my nose until it hurt.
"Then what should we exchange it for?"
I glanced at her calves, the white stockings so smooth, then looked up at her and smiled, "How about I give you a free kiss here, I'll take the loss."
"Are you kidding me?"
She struggled free of her hands and punched me, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tell Wang Qian. Besides, I'm saving my first kiss for my boyfriend."
"Come on, who would believe that? Your first kiss? I guarantee you're not a virgin."
I pretended not to believe her, but deep down I was somewhat convinced; she clearly looked like a virgin.
"What, do you want proof?"
She suddenly became a little excited.
"Of course," I answered confidently, as if it were premeditated.
"Then... how do you prove it?"
Zhao Na was dumbfounded after saying that.
"Let me prove it," I said, licking my lips.
She immediately understood what I meant and was about to punch me again, but then she smiled and said, "You pervert, trying to take advantage of me? Not so easy."
"Who wants to take advantage of you? You're the one who's got the wrong idea."
I pretended to be serious and said, "It's actually very simple to tell if a girl has kissing experience. Just look at her lips' instinctive reaction. For example, in the dark or with her eyes closed, when her lips touch a foreign object, is her first reaction one of resistance or acceptance? There are many kinds of foreign objects, like a piece of paper or a pen, etc." I made up another theory.
"Then I'll try it myself," she said, tearing a piece of paper from her notebook.
"That's not an instinctive reaction," I quickly stopped her.
"How do I tell?"
Zhao Na asked doubtfully.
"Close your eyes, and I promise I won't kiss you. I swear on my integrity."
"You have integrity!"
Although she said that, she still closed her eyes.
Because of her short stature and her slightly bent-over posture, the front of her loose nurse's uniform drooped, leaving a lot of space in front of her chest. This gave me an unobstructed view of her breasts, which her snow-white bra couldn't fully cover.
Indeed, her breasts were quite small, but from this angle they appeared unusually perky. Especially the white, pink mounds of flesh exposed at the neckline aroused a strong desire in me. An unavoidable surge of heat rushed from my lower abdomen to my brain, and all my movements stopped instantly. I could only feel Zhao Na's tense breathing, her warm breath tickling my face.
I reached out and brushed my fingers against her delicate, red lips; the full, soft touch sent a shiver through me, a slightly sweet sensation. Zhao Na sensed something was wrong and quickly leaned back, then opened her eyes. Seeing my fingers withdraw, her face flushed, and her bright eyes seemed to be veiled in mist, watery and extremely captivating.
"I'm so confused," I said before she could speak, changing the subject. "How can such a pretty girl like you not have a boyfriend? Just now, it seemed like you'd never kissed anyone."
"Of course, do you think I'm like what you imagine..."
Seeing me staring at her chest, she immediately got annoyed. "Where are you looking?" Then she hurriedly explained, "It's not that no one's pursuing me... it's just... it's just..."
She panicked.
This is the pressure of psychological suggestion. Actually, if you keep staring at someone, their first reaction is definitely that something's wrong with them. I remember when I was a kid, a bunch of mischievous classmates and I would often pour a bucket of water on the side of the road in the winter mornings. It would freeze quickly, and then we, a few unscrupulous classmates, would stand on the roadside laughing and staring at passersby. Most people were so confused by our stares that they forgot where they were going and slipped, making us laugh out loud.
Zhao Na was even more like that. She was already insecure, and after I kept nagging her a few days ago, she became even more sensitive. As soon as I looked at her chest, she immediately remembered this incident.
Seeing her flushed face and flustered expression, my heart skipped a beat. I reached out and grabbed her delicate hand again, gently patting it. "You're beautiful, you know that?"
She gasped, but wasn't angry. Without thinking, she blurted out, "You pervert!" "Is it because you have high standards, or because your parents are strict, so you've always been a good girl?"
I casually speculated.
"No..."
She blushed at my words.
"Could it be that you don't like men..."
I feigned surprise.
"You bastard..."
This time, she stood up angrily and slapped my shoulder. I pulled her back, and my hand instinctively landed on her stockings, feeling their smooth elasticity. She suddenly became flustered, her body stiffening as she half-reclined against me, forgetting to struggle. I took the opportunity to kiss her lips, stealing this girl's first kiss. Of course, I knew the importance of stopping short of a full-blown kiss. Before she could react, I quickly released her and helped her up.
She touched her lips in astonishment, her eyes suddenly filling with tears. "You bastard, what did you just do?" she cried.

Chapter 127.
Her sudden reaction stunned me. She burst into tears for no apparent reason. I hadn't expected Zhao Na to react so strongly.
In fact, after getting to know her better, I thought she was as unrestrained as Wang Qian. But since I'd already done it, I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. I stood up and pulled her into my arms, whispering, "I'm sorry, I was just teasing you. I didn't expect such a strong reaction..."
"You're a bastard, a pervert! Do you even know what you just did?"
She continued to angrily pound my chest, forgetting that I was holding her.
Logically, I should comfort her now that she was crying. But for some reason, maybe it was just lust, I looked at her luscious lips so close to mine and couldn't resist the urge to taste them.
"Ugh..."
Sure enough, Zhao Na stared at me blankly, forgetting to react.
She was unaware of how alluring her actions were, her expression a mixture of sorrow and tenderness. I could personally feel the soft, smooth texture, like a cherry glistening with dew, an irresistible temptation in my eyes. I couldn't help but swallow, and
began to suckle relentlessly. She tried to push me away, but she was no match for me, especially her small mouth. Though she clenched her teeth tightly, I continued to lick and slowly conquer it.
Perhaps Zhao Na had no idea how her feigned resistance was stimulating me. Her pounding, lifting her leg, rubbing—each movement fueled my desire.
"Mmm…"
Zhao Na let out a soft moan of shame and anger at my sudden intensification of the attack. Her body trembled, and she struggled to utter, "You… what are you doing? Chen Chunyu, don't… do this… let go… you… can't do this…"
Perhaps due to nervousness, these were the few words she managed to utter. Unfortunately, her soft protests sounded like a seductive invitation to me.
Now I gradually came to my senses. After all, this was the duty room. What if someone came? I hugged Zhao Na and kissed her as I backed away, finally freeing one hand to lock the door from the inside. That way, no one would bother me. Even if someone knocked and no one answered, they would assume no one was inside and would definitely need to find another nurse.
But as I was distracted, Zhao Na came to her senses again. "Let go quickly! Wang Qian will scold me to death if she finds out. Chen Chunyu, I know you're good to me, but I can't betray Sister Wang Qian..."
She was also afraid that someone outside would hear, so her voice was very soft.
I ignored her pleas and carried Zhao Na straight to the small bedroom at the back. I pressed her down on the single bed, half-pressing her body. My hands couldn't wait to unbutton her blouse and pressed my lips against Zhao Na's fair and delicate breasts, gently caressing them through the soft bra, reveling in the shy struggles of the girl in my arms. Zhao Na seemed very self-conscious about her breasts, even choosing a thick bra to enhance their fullness.
Her small hands desperately pushed against my head, but being a virgin, she couldn't withstand my caresses. Soon, her delicate body began to tremble, her soft, numb flesh going numb. I skillfully pushed the thick bra up, revealing two tender, warm breasts. Gradually, I noticed that Zhao Na's struggling hands were losing their strength, and as I gently caressed her breasts, her breath grew heavier, her once-disheveled hair swaying less and less, becoming increasingly docile.
I knew this girl was aroused by my touch. My other hand touched her thin white stockings; the two straight, elastic legs extended to the lace-trimmed garter belt, winding inside her nurse's skirt and around her slender, bare waist. The small, semi-circular white lace rhombus perfectly concealed Zhao Na's full pubic bone, nestled alluringly between her long, well-proportioned thighs, covering her cleavage.
At that moment, I felt as if my entire body was on fire, wanting only to kiss her, to ravage her. Zhao Na no longer resisted, only shyly closing her beautiful eyes, her whole body trembling slightly, as if she had no bones.
When I kissed her lips again, Zhao Na began to respond shyly. When our lips touched her fragrant tongue, saliva welled up in Zhao Na's mouth, entwining with mine, that soft feeling, like a long-awaited fountain, gushing forth incessantly.
Her face was flushed, and she was breathing softly, moaning as she spoke. My hands grasped her soft, elastic breasts, kneading and playing with them wantonly, pinching and teasing her delicate nipples. She shyly closed her eyes, rubbing her face against my head.
But when my hand slipped under her skirt, reason suddenly struck me—not a sudden pang of conscience, but fate. I abruptly stopped, like a dud in a blast.
Zhao Na's period had started… I knew, of course, that having sex at this time would be a fatal blow to a woman's body, and now I understood why she was wearing stockings. I sighed inwardly, lamenting that this girl shouldn't be a woman now; she had acted impulsively, but this had happened. I wasn't shameless enough to take her at this point, so I reluctantly stopped.
Zhao Na seemed puzzled by my sudden stop, but quickly recovered, struggling to sit up. She silently began buttoning her shirt beside me, and we remained silent for a moment…
“Chen Chunyu…”
Unexpectedly, she spoke first. Her face flushed, she looked up at me and said, “I won’t tell Wang Qian about today, but think about it yourself. Have you done right by Wang Qian? Have you betrayed my trust in you? Do you know how Wang Qian will react if she finds out? She’ll hate me.”
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.
It was surprising that a woman spoke first. I knew she was deeply hurt. She’d lost her first kiss, almost lost her virginity, and all of this was done in such a daze. Anyone would be devastated. I also felt a pang of self-reproach; why was I always so driven by lust? I could vaguely sense something strange about my body. I wiped away her tears and said, “No, how could she know if we don’t tell her? Even if she did, it wouldn’t matter. I love Wang Qian, and I love you too.”
She hadn’t expected me to say such a thing and immediately stopped trying to stop me.
"Don't cry. If you don't like it, I won't touch you again,"
I said, wiping her face before letting go. I hadn't realized it before, but as I said those words, a thought struck me. I think I really like Zhao Na. Is desire the root of liking, or do I just like her body more? I don't know, but what's certain is that comforting this beautiful girl is my top priority right now.
Unexpectedly, when I let go, Zhao Na's face showed disappointment and resentment, like a woman who had been abandoned.
I deliberately wore a look of loss on my face, gazing at her with affection. Finally, I gently patted her shoulder and stood up to leave.
"Don't go..."
Sure enough, she hurriedly grabbed my sleeve.
Women are naturally weaker and need the protection of the strong. Although my actions towards her earlier had a hint of force, Zhao Na probably hadn't expected this to happen, so she hesitated and felt fear. She wanted someone to comfort her and calm her nerves. Seeing me about to leave, she subconsciously reached out to stop me.
Seeing me looking back at her, she panicked. "No... I didn't mean that, don't be angry, I'm just afraid of Wang Qian..."
Seeing that I still didn't speak, her tears welled up again. "How can I face Wang Qian? You're her boyfriend, and I'm ruining your relationship. I... let me tell you... that time you saved Wang Qian's sister's child, you wanted me to give you an IV drip because I fell in love with you at first sight... but Wang Qian broke free. She said she knew you, and the next day she told me she wanted to pursue you as her boyfriend. Sure enough, you two got together. I was so disappointed... but... but I knew I couldn't do that. I wanted to forget you as soon as possible, but the more I tried to forget, the more I couldn't. I just wanted to argue with you... why are you provoking me again now... tell me..."
I was a little surprised. Wang Qian had lied to me after all. Even though I was bandaged up, she probably recognized me long ago, but she pretended not to know me at all. Yet, I also felt the depth of her feelings, and her impression on me increased even more.
Zhao Na's words left me speechless. I didn't know what to do. I was somewhat relieved that we hadn't had sex, otherwise I would have only hurt her. After gathering my thoughts, I said, "Zhao Na, I really didn't know it would turn out like this. It's all my fault, but I truly love you from the bottom of my heart. I will never bother you again."
I wiped away the tears from her eyes again, but Zhao Na cried even more, leaving me unsure how to comfort her. Overwhelmed by emotion, I suddenly hugged her tightly again and kissed her glistening tears. The salty taste filled my mouth, and the fresh, alluring scent of her virginity tempted me.
This time, Zhao Na didn't push me away. She just swayed her head from side to side to avoid my kisses, urgently calling out, "Chen Chunyu, don't do this... let me go..."
"Silly girl, just this once..."
I kissed her cheek.
In an instant, Zhao Na's entire body went limp. One arm wrapped around my neck, and she began to respond passionately, kissing my cheeks and neck repeatedly... Her other hand scratched incessantly at my chest, the sensation sending a sweet feeling through my brain. I once again pushed Zhao Na's delicate body down onto the soft bed like a madman. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her small mouth was slightly open, and a crystal tear clung to the corner of her eye. Her soft breasts swayed with her breath, just like the expression she had when she awaited her first kiss.
I kissed her incessantly, drawing the air out of her chest. Zhao Na simply held me quietly, letting out low moans. My hand unbuttoned her shirt again, gently grasping her incredibly soft breasts. The full, soft touch sent a shiver through me, a sweet feeling washing over me.
She struggled slightly in my arms, her cheeks flushed, her bright eyes seeming to be veiled in mist, watery and extremely captivating.
My heart stirred at the sight of her. The long-suppressed impulse was awakened by her beautiful and charming appearance. I leaned down and my lips brushed against her tender breasts. A sense of pleasure rippled through my heart...
Her slightly petite breasts were very beautiful, smooth, soft, and full of elasticity, which aroused a feeling of tenderness from the bottom of my heart.
She was already breathing heavily, her mouth uttering incoherent, instinctive cries of "Chen Chunyu...no more!" As my right hand reached down again, stroking her thigh, she suddenly became agitated, shoving me away. Before I could react, she grabbed her small bag and began rummaging through it...
a makeup mirror, lipstick, and comb were scattered on the bed, a chaotic mess. She hadn't turned her back to me the entire time, showing how desperate she was. After she had changed everything, pulling her stockings up to her thighs, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You almost killed me..."
She then began checking her skirt, finding a small bloodstain the size of her little finger on the bed sheet. She quickly wiped it away, completely oblivious to the fact that she was exposing herself in front of me.
Once she finished, she realized I was staring at her body like a lecherous man, and immediately started buttoning her clothes.
"Don't move," I pulled her into my arms again, rubbing against her. "Letting men massage your breasts will make them bigger..."
"Who knows if you're just taking advantage of me..."
She blushed, knowing full well that I was, but still acquiescing to my statement. Soon, she was stimulated again and cried out, "No, no, please, ah, I can't take it anymore... no..."
Her hands pressed tightly against my head, making my face press against her soft, smooth breasts...
When there was a knock at the door, we both became alert. Zhao Na was terrified, her face pale, afraid someone would come in. But her small hands gripped my clothes even tighter, unconsciously using me as a support.
"Don't be afraid, I locked the door from the inside,"
I whispered to comfort her.
"You little devil, you pervert, did you plan this all along?"
She relaxed, deliberately breathing hot air into my ear.
"Little girl, looking for some thrills?"
I looked at her disheveled appearance, especially her snow-white chest, which was flushed red after my exploration, and my heart stirred again, so I gave it a touch.
But to our surprise, the person didn't stop, and their grip tightened. "Zhao Na, open the door quickly..."
Zhao Na's face turned pale again, because... it was Wang Qian knocking on the door. We all realized that it was time for her to go to work.

Chapter 128
"Don't panic, don't panic." Having had similar experience before, I remained calm this time and whispered, "Just answer first.
" "Oh, wait, almost there."
Zhao Na was completely flustered at the moment, and hurriedly answered when she heard my voice, then hurriedly put on her bra and buttoned it, buttoning it wrong several times.
"When you open the door, pretend you have a stomachache and say you've started your period, then lie down in bed,"
I instructed, before slipping into the closet where they kept their clothes.
Hearing footsteps, Zhao Na finished getting ready and went to open the door. Sure enough, I soon heard Wang Qian's voice: "Why didn't you open the door for so long? Hehe, is there a man hiding in there?"
Her voice was getting closer; she must have entered the bedroom to look around.
"What nonsense are you talking about…"
I sensed a slight tremor in Zhao Na's voice. "I… I got my period, and I was hiding inside changing tissues. I didn't expect you to knock at this crucial moment, scaring me… Look, there's even some on the sheets, really…
This girl's not stupid. Although she wiped it off, the red stain was still quite noticeable. Now, with her explanation, it makes sense.
"I didn't know. I thought you were sleeping inside. Okay, you can go home now. Go home and use a hot water bottle to soothe yourself. I'll change my clothes for work…"
Wang Qian said with a grin, no longer suspecting anything.
Oh no! A cold sweat broke out on my forehead. Wang Qian was changing clothes, and as she opened the wardrobe…
“Ouch…”
Just then, Zhao Na suddenly cried out in pain.
“What’s wrong?”
Wang Qian’s concerned voice came.
“My stomach hurts terribly, it feels like my period is starting again… Could you get me a glass of water? I’ll lie down in bed for a while…”
Zhao Na’s voice trembled.
“Okay, wait here…”
I heard Wang Qian’s hurried voice again, then the footsteps faded away.
“Come out.”
Zhao Na’s voice came.
“You’re so resourceful, you scared me half to death.”
I finally breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed out of the cramped space.
“It’s your own fault for doing something wrong.”
She glared at me, then sighed, “You should go now, Wang Qian will be back soon.
” “I’m leaving.” I was about to kiss Zhao Na on the cheek when she dodged away.
After leaving the duty room, I waited in the men’s restroom for a while, making sure Wang Qian wouldn’t find me before leaving the hospital.
I bought a bottle of Coke at the small shop across from the hospital and sat on a small stool by the door, chatting with a plump middle-aged woman. Seeing that there were no customers and she seemed bored, she struck up a conversation with me. I told her about the incident a few days ago where someone used Jianlibao (a
popular Chinese herbal tea brand) to scam people. She listened with astonishment, almost disbelieving, and thought I wasn't lucky enough to let the money slip away. This plump woman had the typical shrewdness of someone from a small county town. Hearing that I was from Luzhen on business, she spoke with even more pride, saying how unclean the food was for rural people and how unhygienic their toilets were.
At first, I wasn't going to engage with her, but finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, have you ever been to the countryside?"
There's a saying that goes, if you look through your household registration book and trace back three generations, you'll find how many families aren't from the countryside.
"I've been there before, my family is from the countryside," she said, then felt a little embarrassed and explained, "My husband is from the county town, he married into our family a long time ago."
"Hehe,"
I chuckled but didn't say anything more. I had initially considered impressing her by mentioning my status as a resident of Ruzhou, but then thought better of it. Actually, there are people like that everywhere, and it's true that conditions in rural areas are poor. But is the city really that great? Take this county town, for example. Even though the main street is wide, the buildings in the alleys are still worse than in the countryside, and many residents still live in brick houses.
After waiting for more than half an hour, Zhao Na finally emerged from the hospital entrance pushing her small bicycle. She had changed into a light green dress and still looked fresh and clean.
These bicycles were newly fashionable, given a nice name: "lightweight bike." I hadn't expected Zhao Na to be so trendy. I didn't immediately go to greet her; after all, the hospital entrance was crowded and noisy.
Zhao Na wasn't riding the bicycle, but pushing it slowly, probably because she was really uncomfortable with her stomach and didn't want to do anything strenuous.
After walking a few hundred meters, she turned onto another road. I glanced at her, quickly walked up to her, and patted her on the shoulder.
"It's you?"
Zhao Na was startled, only then realizing it was me. She quickly looked around furtively and asked softly, "Why haven't you left yet?"
"Waiting for you. Why aren't you riding your bike?"
I took the bike from her and said, "I'll give you a ride.
" "Why should I give you a ride? Let go!" She tried to take it back once, but seeing that I wouldn't let go, she simply let me have my way and walked forward without saying a word.
"What, are you angry?" I pushed the bike and followed her.
"Hmph," Zhao Na glared at me and continued walking.
"Get on, sit tight!" I suddenly lifted her onto the back seat with one hand and started pedaling.
"You... put me down!" Zhao Na helplessly punched my back.
I ignored her and kept riding forward with my head down. After riding for nearly two hundred meters, Zhao Na finally spoke up: "Do you even know where I live? Why are you riding like this?
" "Who said I was going to take you home? It's only a little past two o'clock. What are you going home for, to sleep?"
I turned around and smiled at her. "Hold on tight, I'm going to ride faster." "You jerk, where are you taking me?"
Hearing my words, Zhao Na, who had been holding my clothes, could only move her hand forward and hug my waist. Due to inertia, her not-so-ample breasts bounced on my back, stimulating my senses.
"How about we go play by the river for a while? I haven't been to any places since I came to the county.
" "What's fun at the river? It's all sand."
She replied from behind.
"I can tell you don't go to the river much." "I don't have that much free time, and it's so hot.
" "Hehe, what do you do after work every day? Watch TV? That's so boring! Oh, right, there are karaoke bars in town. How about we go there tonight?
You can't believe how quickly something becomes popular. When I went back to Ruzhou, this was just starting out, and now even this small town has seven or eight, and I hear they're packed every day.
" "I don't want to go, it's too noisy."
She retorted,
"You said you've never been there? How do you know it's noisy?
" "I never said I'd never been. I went once with Wang Qian, and it was so chaotic, I didn't want to go again."
We continued chatting as we rode, and soon reached the edge of town. I got off and bought a large watermelon, putting it in the basket in front of me. I also bought a copy of the *XX Daily* at a newsstand
and rode with Zhao Na towards the river. This newspaper was a great deal—five cents for a dozen or so pages; even if you sold it as waste paper later, you could still get a few cents. However, it was mostly filled with advertisements. After another seven or eight minutes, we arrived at the river. The Lu River shimmered dazzlingly in the afternoon sun. Everywhere was chaotic... The area was piled with stones and overgrown with weeds, making it unsuitable for farming, so poplar trees were planted instead. Although sparse, they added to the scenery. Unfortunately, the county didn't develop it enough, so nobody came to visit. It's true, tourism is just starting to take off; everyone's busy making money, who has the time or inclination to travel? Even those with the means wouldn't wander around this barren riverside.
I spread out my newspaper and plopped down under a poplar tree. Zhao Na lifted her skirt to cover her lower body, preparing to sit down, but I pulled her abruptly, causing her to fall into my arms.
"What are you doing…"
she struggled to get up from my embrace.
"Don't move…"
I used the same tactic again, "Just for a little while.
" "Then you're not allowed to get any funny ideas."
She quickly quieted down.
"Heh, even if I wanted to, I couldn't." Thinking of Zhao Na's period, I wondered why it came at such a crucial time. Suddenly, I remembered a story about a man and woman sleeping in the same bed at night, something that was considered less than human. The woman placed a bowl of water in the middle of the bed and said, "If you cross this bowl of water, you're a beast." The next morning, the man hadn't crossed it...
The woman said to the man, "You really are worse than a beast."
Thinking about this, I laughed
. Zhao Na, thinking something was wrong, quickly asked, "What's so funny? Tell me!" I told her the story again, and after hearing it, she immediately pounded on my chest, knowing exactly what I was thinking.
I grabbed her hand and smiled, "This story tells us that we should pluck the flower while it blooms, lest we break the branch in vain.
" "Then tell me, how many women have you slept with?
" "Guess!"
I was already immune to this kind of question.
Actually, after many romantic experiences, I've slowly come to understand women's minds. I can only understand about 70-80% of Zhao Na's current understanding. A woman who hasn't experienced sex will be somewhat curious about it, especially when she encounters a man who has. To hide their curiosity and ignorance, they'll pretend to be knowledgeable, even feigning boldness or maturity.
I once read an article that analyzed this tendency very thoroughly, saying that women who have never had sex are the easiest to hook up with because they have only a superficial understanding of sex, are full of curiosity, especially quieter women, who are often restless yet shy, making them the most vulnerable to developing a relationship.
The author of that article must have been an expert in this field, even listing several steps, such as giving the girl small gifts, sitting close to her body (most girls like to be praised, especially those just beginning puberty), and using
words like "pretty," "cute," and "smart"—all good words, but avoid using words like "sexy" or "voluptuous" that are easily associated with sex, as these will raise her suspicions. After the girl is flattered and elated, you can begin physical contact, such as stroking her hair, and so on…

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