[Urban] Lustful life (all)-37-39

Chapter 261 Shiyu's Mother's Happiness (Part 1)

She didn't understand what was wrong with her, why she couldn't control herself. She used to love her husband the most and felt disgusted by all men. Now, after knowing Ding Ping for less than a month, she had fallen deeply in love with him.

"Am I a very lewd woman?" Lin Ruyan asked herself. Just now, Ding Ping's passionate gaze had given her the same pleasure she felt when making love with her husband, leaving her speechless. And that pleasure was even more intense than the orgasm she experienced with her husband. Now, with Ding Ping just in close contact with her, that pleasure was returning, and she felt her genitals were wet.

"If I made love with Ding Ping, I wonder how intense the pleasure would be? Wouldn't I die then?" Especially since just now, Ding Ping's gaze had caused her to faint from the intense pleasure and become speechless, Lin Ruyan couldn't help but think this.

She had to speak to distract herself; she had almost groaned out loud just now, and if that happened again, she definitely wouldn't be able to hold back—how embarrassing that would be in front of Ding Ping! "I know you love me, and I know you also love Xiaoling, Xuemei, and the others. I never imagined Shiyu could accept what you're doing, especially since she's been involved with you in your debauchery. If she hadn't told me herself, I wouldn't have believed it."

"She told you about this?" Ding Ping asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I told her after I found out about you and Xiaoling and Xuemei, but she said she knew and was still involved with you," Lin Ruyan said. "When I heard that, I scolded her, saying you were being ridiculous. She said I was too old-fashioned and that I should find someone for myself in a year or two so I could enjoy life."

"She's right. Living alone isn't a good thing," Ding Ping added.

“Now that I have you, don’t I?” Lin Ruyan said. “You’re not trying to get rid of me, are you?”

“How could I? I just want you to be happier and more fulfilled,” Ding Ping said.

“I feel that the time since I met you has been the happiest and most fulfilling. I feel like I have something to look forward to in life. I feel disgusted if other men even glance at me. In what situation do you think I’m happiest?” Lin Ruyan asked.

“I just feel that I can’t give you anything, and that would be unfair to you,” Ding Ping said, unable to answer properly.

“I have you now, what else do I need? I’m happy as long as you don’t mind that I’m old,” Lin Ruyan said. “Male pleasure is just a seasoning in life, and also the most concrete expression of love. Perhaps women and men are different. Men can make love with any stranger as long as they have desire, while most women won’t be with a man without love. Xiaoling, Xuemei, and I are all like that.”

Ding Ping said earnestly, “Thank you, Aunt Lin,”

and then his lips pressed against Lin Ruyan’s. Lin Ruyan wrapped her arms around Ding Ping’s neck and kissed him back, their tongues intertwining, expressing their passion and love in the small space of their mouths. After a while, their lips parted, and Lin Ruyan looked into Ding Ping’s eyes. There was something special in her eyes—a sincerity and purity that moved and touched Ding Ping.

Lin Ruyan also saw his true feelings and nature in Ding Ping’s eyes, a kind of affection without any other factors, a genuine feeling from his heart, a wholehearted devotion to the person he loved.

“I know why Shiyu, Xiaoling, Xuemei, and others I don’t yet know like you so much. You give us your sincere, complete love, not just lust. I believe it’s because those who interact with you can feel this love that they fall in love with you wholeheartedly, just like me now,” Lin Ruyan said.

“Aunt Lin, do you know how attractive you are to men? Someone like me, not even twenty years old, is already deeply captivated by you, let alone those mature men your age. I can imagine how happy Shiyu’s father was, it’s just that he unfortunately died young,” Ding Ping said. He said this intentionally, wanting her to take today as a dividing line and forever emerge from the shadow of her husband’s death.

Sure enough, a look of sorrow rose on Lin Ruyan’s beautiful face, and a look of confusion appeared in her eyes. Although she was still grieving when talking about her husband who had passed away a year ago, the look of utter despair was gone; she had accepted the reality.

“Perhaps I’m an unlucky person. If it weren’t for me, Shiyu’s father might not have left us so soon,” Lin Ruyan said, somewhat dazed.

“Why do you say that?” Ding Ping disagreed with her point of view: “Didn’t the ancients say, ‘Man’s fortune and misfortune are unpredictable’? Who can prevent accidents?”

“What you said makes sense. When I learned that Shiyu’s father had passed away, I felt like the sky had fallen. I felt that life had no meaning anymore, and I just wanted to go with him.” Lin Ruyan said, “Fortunately, with your help, Shiyu brought me to Beifang City and let me leave that sad place in my hometown. Only then did I slowly recover. Now I have thought this through. If I had done something foolish back then, I would have ended it all, but how sad would Shiyu be? Shiyu is very happy to see my transformation now. I am enjoying the happiness and joy of life again! I think if Shiyu’s father knew in the afterlife, he would also be happy that Shiyu and I have this happiness and joy.”

“Aunt Lin, now I’m truly at ease,” Ding Ping said. “I feel happy to be with you, and I feel so lucky to have such a beautiful woman like you.”

Lin Ruyan blushed again. “I should feel lucky to have met you. Now I don’t care about anything else, I just want to give myself to you. In giving you happiness, I also enjoy the happiness you give me.” As she spoke,

Lin Ruyan lifted the blanket Ding Ping had been covering her with. Although it was already late October, Ding Ping had already turned on the air conditioner, so it was quite warm. Lin Ruyan lay on the snow-white sheets, and it was hard to tell which was whiter, the sheets or Lin Ruyan herself. Ding Ping looked at Lin Ruyan’s radiant body and felt like he was dreaming: Do I really possess such beauty now? Do I really possess such happiness?

Seeing that Ding Ping was still staring at her, motionless, Lin Ruyan asked, “What are you waiting for?”

Ding Ping didn’t know. He really didn’t know what kind of feeling this was, and he couldn’t be sure if it was all real. Ding Ping was even reluctant to immediately pull Lin Ruyan into his arms. He didn't want to give up this visual enjoyment so quickly. Such a beautiful body—he didn't know if it belonged to an angel or a devil.

Ding Ping said, "Aunt Lin, you're so beautiful. I can't bear to look at you like this."

Lin Ruyan asked, "Am I really that beautiful? Beautiful enough to make you feel this way?"

Ding Ping was speechless, unable to answer her. Just how beautiful was Lin Ruyan? Ding Ping looked at her from afar, unable to define it. He didn't know what kind of beauty the woman sleeping on the bed before him, waiting to be possessed, yet unwilling to possess immediately, possessed. She was just like her name: like mist and smoke. She was so close to Ding Ping, within reach, yet Ding Ping felt she was so far away, as if in mist, as if in smoke.

Ding Ping murmured, "Let me admire your beauty like this. I really want to look at you like this forever."

Lin Ruyan said softly, "You are truly a special person. If it were any other man, he would want to hold me in his arms immediately upon seeing me. If he had this opportunity, wouldn't he have pounced on me long ago? But I like you the way you are." Lin Ruyan knew her own beauty, and when men looked at her, she knew the thoughts and desires in their hearts.

Lin Ruyan's voice was low and almost hoarse, carrying a fatal allure, and her body trembled slightly.

Just like when they were in the kitchen, Lin Ruyan's body reacted and felt pleasure under Ding Ping's gaze. This time, she was completely naked, and Ding Ping's gaze felt tangible; wherever he looked, she felt the heat of his eyes, starting from her face, neck, chest, her beautiful, firm breasts, lower abdomen, her mysterious triangle, her plump thighs… This journey made her body tremble slightly, giving her a dizzying pleasure. Lin Ruyan wanted

to shout, "Come on, Ding Ping, I've been waiting for so long!" But she couldn't utter a sound. Unconsciously, she parted her legs, opening her already dripping, wet vulva, letting out seductive moans. At this moment, the distance between them was so close, so intimate, so inseparable.

Ding Ping knew Lin Ruyan's meaning; it was as if he heard her call in his mind. He came to the bed, lay on top of her, placed his hands on her vital parts, and pressed his lips to hers. The sweet sensation sent shivers down her spine, causing her body to lean forward.

Lin Ruyan straightened her upper body, while Ding Ping knelt on the bed, stroking her soft hair and sucking on her lips. "Mmm!" A soft sound escaped Lin Ruyan's throat as she hugged Ding Ping's head tightly, responding with her own lips. Her mouth felt like a sea of fire, and Ding Ping's tongue slipped inside her lips, rubbing back and forth.

"Ah! Huff... Ah! Huff..." Lin Ruyan opened her mouth, closed her eyes, and let out a muffled groan. Ding Ping's tongue then pressed against her palate...

"Oh!" A surge of pleasurable pleasure shot through Lin Ruyan's mind: "Oh oh oh..." The sound was like a soft sob as Lin Ruyan's tongue became intertwined with Ding Ping's.

With each friction of their tongues, waves of exquisite pleasure washed over them, and the continuous excitement and joy had already made Lin Ruyan completely immersed in it, unable to extricate herself.

Just then, Ding Ping took off his coat and kissed her ear again, where her earring dangled. His tongue teased her ear, making Lin Ruyan tremble all over.

Lin Ruyan was surprised by her strong reaction; perhaps it was because her ear's erogenous zone was being stimulated! So, after the deep kiss, a stimulation was created, making her ear turn red and hot.

His tongue then extended further into her ear, but it didn't rush in all at once. Instead, it circled around the ear first, then slowly penetrated little by little. The feeling was like the surface of her brain being bitten...

Lin Ruyan knew that her ear was her erogenous zone, but this was the first time she had ever felt such a colorful and pleasurable sensation.

Chapter 262 Shiyu's Mother's Happiness (Part Two)

Then, his lips moved to hers, and his hand, which had been resting on her chest, gradually climbed up her beautiful thigh...

Now it was Lin Ruyan's turn to have her tongue wander in Ding Ping's mouth, which made her even more excited.

And so, pleasure resided in Ding Ping's tongue, in Ding Ping's hands, in Ding Ping's chest, in Ding Ping's penis… constantly extending, rising, and accelerating. And even greater pleasure resided beneath Ding Ping. Lin Ruyan kept her eyes closed. Ding Ping knew why women usually kept their eyes closed during sex—to fully savor the pleasure a man brought them.

Beneath Ding Ping, every muscle in Lin Ruyan seemed to move, caress, comfort, and simultaneously demand. Ding Ping clearly felt all of Lin Ruyan's body's sacrifice, and felt even more clearly the satisfaction of every moment with her.

After a while, Ding Ping's hand unconsciously moved to Lin Ruyan's genitals, caressing between her plump legs. "Ah…" Lin Ruyan cried out. Although she tried to push him away, her body was immobilized, and Ding Ping's movements were incredibly swift and decisive.

Compared to the pleasure flowing from top to bottom and from the outside in, the pleasure from the stimulation of Lin Ruyan's lower body was more intense, rising from her groin to her head.

The touch on her thighs, however, transformed into a completely different and novel sensation. Her long, full legs were full of elasticity and allure. At this moment, Ding Ping's hand had already slipped between her legs…

Lin Ruyan instinctively tried to block him with her hands. This wasn't because she didn't want Ding Ping to touch her, nor because she didn't want to have sex with him; it was simply a female instinct, a protective instinct when her private parts were violated by a man, regardless of its effectiveness.

An unprecedented desire burned within Lin Ruyan. Although she had long since broken free from all constraints and wanted to be with Ding Ping, she still felt deeply ashamed of the intensity of her desire.

Ding Ping then changed tactics. He grabbed Lin Ruyan's feet, bending her knees, and with his lips captured, even Lin Ruyan's ears turned red. Her current posture left her defenseless. Her hands were merely symbolically placed on her private parts, and the view below her bent knees was clearly visible.

Ding Ping's fingers were between Lin Ruyan's legs, feeling the warmth and beauty of her private parts, their softness and allure.

The dampness made Lin Ruyan feel extremely embarrassed. She had only allowed Ding Ping to touch her, and she had already been brought to this state. Although she was extremely shy, her excited desire was still very strong, making her unable to control herself.

"Oh..." Lin Ruyan began to let out a soft moan, and Ding Ping then stretched his tongue towards her ear. The wrinkles of distress were deeply etched between her brows. Now, only her left ear remained untouched; her right ear had been kissed until her brain was numb. This feeling was like adding oil to the flames of lust.

When Ding Ping bit Lin Ruyan's ear, her lips and tongue immediately burned. When Ding Ping gently touched her lips again, Lin Ruyan could no longer resist. She wrapped her arms around his back and actively extended her tongue... Her tongue, as smooth as her lips, moved towards the inside of Ding Ping's tongue. Ding Ping immediately responded, repeatedly rubbing his tongue against the inside of Lin Ruyan's tongue.

"Oh..." Another sigh came from Lin Ruyan's nose, which further stimulated Ding Ping, and he continued to attack inward. "Hmm... ah... hmm..." It had been dozens of times already, no, probably more, an entangled and indistinct passion...

Ding Ping straightened his upper body, preparing to move his attention to her chest. He immediately reached one hand to her chest, caressing it while lifting her upper body. Lin Ruyan's body trembled, filled with shyness and anticipation.

However, Ding Ping didn't care about any of that. His hand moved through her disheveled hair, kissing her neck, then pressing down and slipping between her legs. Even now, no matter how much she liked the man, she kept her knees tightly closed. Although it was currently limited to caresses, her body was already wet. Lin Ruyan wanted Ding Ping to see this.

As the movements became more intimate, Lin Ruyan wrapped her arms around Ding Ping's neck. At this moment, her knees gradually relaxed, as if welcoming Ding Ping's hands. Ding Ping gently held the bottom of her thighs.

"Oh..." A faint sound escaped her lips, and nectar seemed to overflow...

Ding Ping's hands caressed Lin Ruyan's lower body. "Ah..." Lin Ruyan's body trembled. She had already received a series of kisses, and her body's reaction truly startled her. Her body seemed to be filled with eager anticipation.

Ding Ping gently stroked Lin Ruyan's body. Lin Ruyan's breasts were full and bouncy, and her hard nipples, like two red beans, adorned her snow-white jade peaks, making her beautiful jade peaks even more gorgeous.

These didn't resemble the breasts of a woman who had given birth, nor those of a woman in her forties. They weren't soft or tired; even the areolas were still a pale pink. They seemed to belong to a mature young girl, yet possessed a maternal beauty and gentleness that could soothe pain.

Ding Ping forgot where he was, repeatedly feeling Lin Ruyan's breasts bounce and stand firm in his palms, which stirred his passion and filled him with inexplicable emotion.

"Mmm..." As Ding Ping gently lifted her disc-like breasts, Lin Ruyan's toes bent.

"Oh!" It felt as if an electric current shot from her thighs to her knees. Ding Ping's hands continued to caress her elastic breasts, which were like soft tennis balls.

"Oh..." Lin Ruyan, as if a pump had been applied, sensitively bounced her upper body. An unprecedented experience, her chest felt like it was burning with fire...

This made Lin Ruyan feel extremely embarrassed. However, the shyness didn't calm her senses; instead, it fueled her desire even more wildly. His lips continued to roam over her upper body, while his fingers had already crept down to her lower body, probing deeper and deeper.

"Mmm, ah..." Just as Ding Ping's fingers penetrated Lin Ruyan's legs, her nectar overflowed along her thighs... The flesh before him pushed Ding Ping's self-control to its limit; the beautiful, mature lines were almost beyond description.

Ding Ping's lips reached Lin Ruyan's breasts, touching her soft flesh, and kisses rained down upon her... These were probably the most beautiful breasts in the world, full and full, possessing a weight that only mature women could possess, having undergone the baptism of girlhood to womanhood. Perhaps even God admired such beautiful breasts, leaving no trace of the brown marks that marked the process from bud to full bloom. And even after she had blossomed, Lin Ruyan's nipples remained as rosy as a young girl's.

When he took her nipple into his mouth, Lin Ruyan gripped Ding Ping's shoulders tightly, letting out a soft sob.

Lin Ruyan's breasts hardened once more in Ding Ping's lips. Her body was so sensitive; every gentle touch brought about a violent reaction, a reaction that was equally beautiful. Ding Ping savored the astonishing sensuality Lin Ruyan displayed, a sensuality aroused by desire, almost making him want to immediately violate her and enter her body.

Lin Ruyan made whimpering sounds; unlike others, in extreme pleasure, she could only gasp and moan, unable to speak. This was probably due to her unique physical structure, which caused her to react particularly well to male caresses and penetration, and this reaction was related to her extreme pleasure. It wasn't until after their passionate encounter that Ding Ping understood just how sensitive Lin Ruyan was; she could achieve intense pleasure and reach orgasm under his gaze.

Lin Ruyan twisted her body, her hand seemingly reaching out to hug Ding Ping's buttocks. Ding Ping slid down from her chest to her lower abdomen, forcefully spreading her thighs. He knelt between her thighs and was surprised to find that, like her nipples, her entire genital area retained the unique rosy hue of a young girl. Under Ding Ping's caresses, her intense reaction made this redness round and vibrant, shimmering with a glistening light. This must be the legendary "masterpiece" of a woman. Although

Lin Ruyan's legs were spread, she wasn't very bold. Ding Ping could clearly see that she was still somewhat shy, but her entire crotch was still exposed. When Ding Ping was about to bring his face close, Lin Ruyan, knowing what he was going to do, immediately covered his forehead with both hands.

"No..."

"Why?"

"It's dirty there."

Ding Ping looked up at her face, which was already covered in red.

"You're so beautiful and fragrant here, how could you be dirty? How can you not let me kiss her?"

"No!"

"Really? Let me kiss her."

Seeing that Ding Ping was determined to do this, Lin Ruyan stopped insisting. In addition, she also had a longing in her heart, wanting to taste the feeling of being kissed by a man in her private parts. Lin Ruyan's elegant temperament had already made Ding Ping's whole body boil.

Ding Ping started from Lin Ruyan's upper body, and he placed his lips on her ears, neck, chest, navel, lower abdomen, and then between her legs...

Ding Ping lowered his head, and his lips pressed against Lin Ruyan's rosy cheeks. His lips could feel Lin Ruyan's tenderness, softness, and warmth. That feeling drove Ding Ping crazy. At the same time, a fragrance rushed into Ding Ping's nose. At first, Ding Ping thought it was Lin Ruyan's perfume. Many women like to spray perfume on their armpits and between their legs. Ding Ping sniffed again, realizing it wasn't perfume, but a natural body fragrance. In his memory, no perfume smelled like that.

He followed the scent towards its source, finding it even stronger in Lin Ruyan's "Peach Blossom Cave." He immediately understood: the fragrance emanated from Lin Ruyan's body. Ding Ping was even more excited. A body capable of emitting such a fragrance was a legendary treasure. Historical

records and legends state that only a Hui woman named Princess Xiangxiang during the Qianlong era of the Qing Dynasty possessed such a fragrance, attracting butterflies. While Lin Ruyan wasn't as powerful as Princess Xiangxiang, her fragrance still emanated a rare quality, reaching the pinnacle of womanhood. Such a woman was indeed beyond the reach of ordinary men. Shiyu's father had lived with her for over twenty years before his accidental death was also an anomaly. Although his life was shorter than most, meeting such a rare gem as Lin Ruyan made his life worthwhile.

Chapter 263 Ruyan's Pleasure (Part 3)

At this moment, stimulated by Ding Ping, Lin Ruyan's body began to twist violently. She tightly hugged Ding Ping's head with both hands, thrusting her hips, her legs opening and closing, panting heavily, and moaning "Ugh... Ah... Ah..." from her throat. Although she didn't moan loudly like other women, her movements, combined with her body posture, still greatly aroused a man's desire, and Ding Ping was no exception.

Ding Ping's lips moved in sync with Lin Ruyan's thrusting. He carefully licked her delicate clitoris, gently biting the small protrusions on her mounds, and inserted his tongue into her peach blossom cave, stirring it there.

Lin Ruyan kicked her legs wildly, and the moans from her mouth began to grow louder: "Ah... Ugh..." Her skin from her face to her whole body turned red, the same crimson as her nipples and peach blossom cave, imprinted on her snow-white skin, forming a stunning beauty.

She forcefully pulled Ding Ping's head upwards. Although she didn't speak, Ding Ping understood her intention. He lifted his head from between her legs, leaned over her, and placed his penis on Lin Ruyan's vulva. With a slight thrust of his hips, Ding Ping's penis entered her body.

Lin Ruyan cried out "Ah!" and fainted. At the same time, a gush of fluid gushed from her lower body; she had actually orgasmed. She seemed unable to breathe, breathing rapidly and heavily.

Ding Ping didn't dare to thrust too forcefully, only keeping his penis inside her vulva. At this moment, only half of Ding Ping's penis was inside her, and then he gently thrust in and out. In Ding Ping's perception, Lin Ruyan's vulva was very tight, like a virgin's. Perhaps Ding Ping's penis was too thick and large. After two or three minutes of Ding Ping's careful thrusting, Lin Ruyan let out a long breath and woke up.

"Ding Ping, it's so beautiful," Lin Ruyan said. "I've never reached such an climax before. How come you came before I even finished? How could this happen?"

"Aunt Lin, it's probably because you haven't done it in a long time, so it's easy for you to reach an climax," Ding Ping said, still gently thrusting.

"Maybe," Lin Ruyan replied casually, not being very knowledgeable about these things.

Only then did she realize Ding Ping's enormous size inside her, feeling a swelling and fullness in her lower body—a swelling she had never felt before. She had never experienced this feeling with her deceased husband. Having never been with another man besides her husband, Lin Ruyan now knew the size of Ding Ping's member.

"Gently, I feel how big it is, it's making me uncomfortable," Lin Ruyan whispered in Ding Ping's ear.

"Aunt Lin, I know, but you'll get used to it in a little while," Ding Ping replied.

This time, Lin Ruyan didn't answer, but simply closed her eyes, tightly embracing Ding Ping's waist, fully enjoying their intimate moment.

Ding Ping slowly entered her completely, gradually increasing the speed of his thrusts. Because Lin Ruyan's vagina was filled with fluid, although she was tight, Ding Ping's movements became increasingly smooth. The point where their bodies met made a "gurgling" sound, like being submerged in water, as Ding Ping's thrusts continued. Lin Ruyan began to groan again.

"Aunt Lin, listen to how wet you are down there?" Ding Ping whispered in Lin Ruyan's ear, arousing her. "The sound is so loud."

Lin Ruyan's face flushed again. Although she was over forty, her mentality was like that of a twenty-something girl—easily blushing and extremely shy. Even a casual remark from Ding Ping made her blush for a long time, perhaps due to her introverted nature and limited contact with the outside world.

"Oh..." In an instant, Lin Ruyan felt every cell in her body infected with joy. As her senses surged, Lin Ruyan was completely under Ding Ping's control.

This joy and passion was many times stronger than the orgasms she had experienced with her deceased husband. The tip of his penis had almost reached the deepest part of her body, a mixture of pain and sweetness emanating from her uterus.

"Ah..." Waves of joy, like balloons with broken strings, filled Lin Ruyan's entire body. Her limbs unconsciously entwined around Ding Ping's body, the sweet sensation almost making her lose consciousness.

After calming down, Lin Ruyan realized that perhaps the feeling she experienced with Ding Ping was the true "orgasm"!

What surprised her was that their love had only just begun. "My God, Ding Ping hasn't even started, and I've already had several orgasms many times stronger than before. If Ding Ping really pushes, I wonder what heights we'll reach?" Lin Ruyan exclaimed inwardly.

As Ding Ping gently lifted his waist, Lin Ruyan felt her lower abdomen gradually melt, pleasure spreading throughout her body, a vibrant joy coursing through her entire being…

However, these actions between a man and a woman were nothing special to Ding Ping; it was just normal.

But even in the art of kissing, Lin Ruyan's deceased husband couldn't compare. She could only experience such a sweet state now. Lin Ruyan had never been very enthusiastic about relationships, and had never really given a second glance to men other than her husband, but today's experience had truly broadened her horizons.

Every time Ding Ping's "manhood" entered and exited her body, from her forehead to her chest, and from her toes, every part of her body was infected with sparks of pleasure, burning throughout her entire being.

Previously, as a teacher, Lin Ruyan had read many erotic novels, including some so-called forbidden books from ancient China, but she always thought the descriptions of orgasm in those novels were somewhat exaggerated. In her mind, it seemed like humans from another world existed. For her, even when held by a man she loved, she couldn't possibly make such embarrassing moans!

However, just now, when Ding Ping merely gazed at her body, her lower body had become wet, quite wet indeed. And now, with Ding Ping's penetration, her body instinctively produced some mixed sounds, showing that when pleasure reaches its peak, these reactions are quite natural.

Lin Ruyan wrapped her arms around Ding Ping's back, her legs spread wide, continuing to revel in Ding Ping's advances. In her mind, she only felt Ding Ping's "masculinity" constantly embracing her, rising and falling with its movements, an overwhelming and powerful force dominating her entire body.

Waves of sensual pleasure surged through her, drawing her deeper into the experience. She had never had such a vivid experience with her deceased husband. During foreplay, he would constantly pursue and arouse her, giving her pleasure, but once he entered her, he would ejaculate very quickly. Sometimes she felt nothing, sometimes she felt some pleasure; it had always been like this, leading Lin Ruyan to believe that this was the nature of sexuality.

Comparing her current experience with Ding Ping to her past, Lin Ruyan felt that her relationship with her deceased husband was like climbing a mountain—only reaching the halfway point before turning back. But being with Ding Ping now was different. The joy was like reaching the summit, a feeling of exhilaration and boundless comfort. The pleasure was like waves crashing against the shore, rising and falling with her body and mind.

"Ah..." Lin Ruyan closed her eyes and whispered in Ding Ping's ear, her uncontrollable desire causing her hips to sway naturally with Ding Ping's vigorous movements.

Ding Ping responded to Lin Ruyan's movements, increasing his speed. Her mature and beautiful body was constantly exuding a captivating charm. "Oh, ahh!" Lin Ruyan twisted her upper body, arching her back excitedly. Amidst Lin Ruyan's rapid breathing and moans, she twisted her body to match Ding Ping's thrusts, her legs bent and tightly hooked around Ding Ping's waist, her hands gripping his back tightly.

Their battle lasted for twenty or thirty minutes. Amidst Ding Ping's frenzied thrusting and a long moan from her, she fainted again, her limbs instinctively clinging to him. Her skin flushed a rosy pink, and streams of nectar flowed continuously from her paradise…

After Lin Ruyan fainted, Ding Ping continued to gently thrust within her. He knew that although she was unconscious, her senses were still intact, and she could still enjoy the pleasure after orgasm. He did this to prolong her climax and extend her pleasure. Lin Ruyan

herself couldn't remember exactly how much time had passed in this ecstasy.

When she regained consciousness, Ding Ping came out of the bathroom, knelt beside the sofa, and kissed her lips.

"What time is it?" Lin Ruyan asked Ding Ping.

Ding Ping looked at Lin Ruyan, lowered his head, and said, "It's still early, only 8:30." He then kissed her lips again.

"Ahhh..." Just one kiss from Ding Ping sent another wave of pleasure through Lin Ruyan's body. "It's already 8:30?" Lin Ruyan was somewhat surprised. When she and Ding Ping started, it was only a little past 6 o'clock, right? "We've been going at it for over two hours? How can it last so long in one go? But he's still hard, he hasn't ejaculated yet?"

Just as Lin Ruyan was still pondering these questions, unable to understand them, Ding Ping whispered in her ear, "Aunt Lin... you're so beautiful, I'm so lucky. I'll treat you well and make sure you're happy for the rest of your life." At the same time, his tongue moved into her mouth.

Lin Ruyan dodged Ding Ping's tongue, suddenly realizing what unbelievable thing she had done. Ding Ping was her daughter's boyfriend! ...Although she thought this, the sweet afterglow made her fall into it, unable to extricate herself, and it also made her realize that the pleasure between men and women could be so great, so wonderful.

Lin Ruyan looked at Ding Ping, sat up, and said, "Let me get up and rest for a while."

"Resting for a while is fine, but go take a shower first! I've prepared all the washing utensils."

She really should take a shower, but she had never showered with a man before. Even though she had lived with her deceased husband for more than twenty years, she had never showered with him. Now that Ding Ping said this, Lin Ruyan really didn't know what to do.

After Ding Ping finished speaking and seeing that Lin Ruyan remained silent, he took her hand and led her to the bathroom.

At the undressing area, she removed her earrings and other jewelry, then combed her long hair back. Looking in the mirror, Lin Ruyan's cheeks flushed. She felt a significant change in herself; her skin was more radiant, fair with a rosy glow, and she looked vibrant, like a woman in her early twenties.

Although Lin Ruyan didn't know that this change was due to Ding Ping absorbing her yin energy during their lovemaking, mixing it with the unique internal energy of Ding Ping's body—a mixture of the yin energy of many beautiful women—and then returning it to her, causing physical, psychological, and spiritual changes, she knew it was definitely related to their lovemaking. From her physiological knowledge, she knew that men and women, like yin and yang, needed to harmonize; neither could exist without the other. Otherwise, yin alone could not grow, and yang alone could not produce life.

Chapter 264 Ruyan's Joy (Part 4)

A slight unease crept into her heart at the thought that Ding Ping would become her son-in-law. But then she thought about how this moment with Ding Ping brought her and him such great joy, and how her joy brought joy to Shiyu and those around her who cared about her. What was wrong with that?

Therefore, she didn't feel there was anything seriously wrong. At this moment, the pleasure within her body was constantly rising…

Perhaps it was this lingering feeling that made her radiate an allure.

Ding Ping approached her from behind, his arms encircling her slender waist, and his lips followed with a kiss.

"Ah…" Lin Ruyan's body seemed to collapse. The passion that had just subsided was now rising again…

She had never experienced such "afterplay" before; at most, it was just kissing. Perhaps, this was nothing more than that now.

In fact, Ding Ping's hands had already climbed from Lin Ruyan's abdomen to her chest, and his lips slid to her ear. This renewed pleasure made Lin Ruyan's limbs go weak.

"Mmm..." As Ding Ping's hand grasped the lower part of Lin Ruyan's full, firm breasts, waves of pleasure washed over her, making her chest feel as if it were on fire. At the same time, the "man" pressing tightly against her buttocks also stirred Lin Ruyan's heart.

Ding Ping led Lin Ruyan into the bathroom, where a chair stood in the center. Lin Ruyan went over and sat down.

At this moment, Lin Ruyan's tension had gradually lessened; her heart was filled with anticipation. Even now, with the two of them naked and facing each other, she felt no unease.

Ding Ping's "man," standing upright before Lin Ruyan, revealed boundless desire. Lin Ruyan knew what he wanted to do, and this was exactly what she was expecting. Ding Ping's manhood was also astonishingly thick, long, and large—the very manhood that had brought her to the peak of pleasure, and the very manhood she now anticipated to unleash its second burst of power.

Lin Ruyan finally understood why so many people yearned for the pleasures of love between men and women. It was so wonderful, so captivating, so intoxicating. But unlike others, she believed this could only be achieved between two people in love. Although her first experience with Ding Ping was unlike anything she had ever had, this was why she loved him so much.

"Aunt Lin, come, let me wash you," Ding Ping said, pouring shower gel onto a towel and carefully scrubbing Lin Ruyan's entire body… her back, chest, arms… the inside of her buttocks down to her toes, he washed meticulously.

"Ah…" This made Lin Ruyan, who had been motionless while Ding Ping washed her, tremble. She hadn't expected Ding Ping to bring her such pleasure simply by washing her, and it almost stopped her breathing.

"Ah… how could this be…" The sensation of the towel massaging Lin Ruyan's skin, her beautiful and sexy body, and her unusual moans further stimulated Ding Ping.

As he rubbed Lin Ruyan's neck and inner arms, a painful yet pleasurable sensation coursed through her body. Lin Ruyan gritted her teeth, desperately trying to suppress the moan that was about to erupt.

However, when the towel moved down to her waist... "Oh!" she groaned and cried out.

The towel then slid down to her inner thighs and groin. "Hmm...uh...oh..." Lin Ruyan's throat made a sobbing sound. She couldn't help but press Ding Ping's hand; she could no longer control her reaction.

"So beautiful, Aunt Lin, aren't you happy? It doesn't matter how you behave. Tonight you are my guest, you are my goddess, my beautiful goddess!" Ding Ping, kneeling before Lin Ruyan, said to her as she panted heavily, while gently kissing her lips.

Lin Ruyan's heart raced with excitement. This was the first time she had ever heard anyone say such things to her; even her deceased husband had never said such things to her.

Before making love with Ding Ping, Lin Ruyan, though impulsive, consciously or unconsciously controlled herself. She felt that an overreaction to lovemaking would make her appear lewd and damage her image.

Generally, a man might feel satisfied seeing a woman in a wanton state, even experiencing the thrill of conquering her, but he would also look down on her.

"However, even if this young man looks down on me now, it doesn't matter; it won't damage my authority," Lin Ruyan thought. "And this is what Ding Ping wants to see. I'm doing this because of love; Ding Ping should know my feelings."

Because Ding Ping's purpose in making love with her was to bring her pleasure, to let her experience the peak of sexual pleasure. If Lin Ruyan didn't react, it would disappoint him.

Especially as Lin Ruyan listened to Ding Ping's words and saw his erect penis, she suddenly felt a surge of confidence. Her wantonness enhanced her beauty; it was an integral part of her overall beauty.

Finally, as Ding Ping gently massaged Lin Ruyan's chest with a bath towel, she relaxed, breathing heavily and moaning freely. Every cell in her body seemed to open up; this was a first for her, symbolizing the pent-up desire that had lain dormant beneath Lin Ruyan's beautiful body for years…

Ding Ping continued to rub the lower part of Lin Ruyan's breasts with the bath towel, gradually applying pressure. Her stimulated breasts stood erect, responding to the towel's attack…

After rinsing the foam off Lin Ruyan's body, Ding Ping immediately poured a clear cleaning solution into hot water and applied it to Lin Ruyan's hands, feet, chest, and abdomen, numbing her limbs.

Ding Ping then applied the cleaning solution to his own groin…

Watching Ding Ping's fingers move, Lin Ruyan suddenly felt embarrassed, and desire rose within her. Ding Ping's "manhood," moistened by the cleaning solution, glistened slightly; although erect, it didn't feel unclean. It was, in a sense, a sweet display of sensuality.

Lin Ruyan's body was the same; moistened by the cleansing liquid, her skin shone even brighter, and her curves became more exquisite. The cleansing liquid seemed to create a strange sensation in her body. Then, Ding Ping parted her knees…

“Ah…” Although not at a daring angle, this was still the first time Lin Ruyan had ever been exposed in such a shameful state. Unlike in bed, where it was the natural place for lovemaking, the bathroom was different, especially since the light was so bright. Besides, Lin Ruyan had never been in a bathroom with a man before.

Now, Lin Ruyan was sitting on a chair in the bathroom, facing a young man kneeling before her, her legs spread wide.

Lin Ruyan could only imagine that she was still wearing clothes, wearing underwear… The feeling of shyness was still there, but at the same time, a sweet sensation assaulted the core of her body.

It doesn't matter if a woman sees her private parts; if it's a man she likes, she hopes he only looks at her. Therefore, women always strive to dress well, just like Lin Ruyan. She was serious about it, always choosing appropriate clothes whenever she had to face Ding Pingti.

Although her breasts were a bit large and needed to be concealed, her legs were different; she was very confident in them. Not only were they long and slender, but more importantly, her skin tone wasn't a pale, unnatural white, but a healthy, sun-kissed white.

Because of this, Lin Ruyan loved wearing skirts from a young age. Anyone who saw such beautiful legs would be captivated, mesmerized. There was no other reason than the triumph of beauty, a privilege bestowed upon beautiful women.

Whether high-ranking, wealthy, or considered the epitome of manhood, all fell at her feet. Beauty is unforgettable; men always like beautiful women, pursuing women with full breasts and shapely hips.

Later, after Lin Ruyan got married, she hid herself away. She rarely went out, and when she did, she dressed like an old-fashioned person to avoid being taken advantage of by those with ulterior motives. But can beauty truly be hidden?

Now, facing Ding Ping, she began to unleash her beauty again.

Taking advantage of the lubrication of her saliva, Ding Ping used his fingers to penetrate the entrance of her flower-like lips. The warm, nectar-like flesh, already unable to bear the intrusion, was already waiting to receive his fingers.

Originally, Lin Ruyan didn't like the entry of fingers; she feared they would hurt her skin, and also felt it was disrespectful to men. How could fingers enter her mysterious and sacred place?

However, Ding Ping's hands made Lin Ruyan accept without any resistance.

Ding Ping's lips moved to Lin Ruyan's waist, working diligently.

"Ah!" Lin Ruyan bit her hand tightly, overwhelmed by pleasure. This was another first for her, and intense waves of pleasure washed over her.

Ding Ping's lips slid up Lin Ruyan's slender waist to her abdomen, then to her armpits... Waves of pleasure intensified.

This sensation seemed far more intense than when she was caressed in bed, and this reaction was unusual. In bed, the pleasure arose from a state of "zero," but now it came from a state of burning desire. Therefore, the range of pleasure could be said to have expanded; in any case, it was an intense pleasure.

Ding Ping grasped Lin Ruyan's arm, kissed her armpit, and then kissed her waist and lower abdomen, while his fingers continued to roam the entrance to her lips...

Even with caresses, without the penetration of his fingers, the pleasure probably wouldn't be as intense. The movement of the tongue is the best way to stimulate erogenous zones, and the combination of fingers and lips can arouse even more joy. Another area is the caress of her arms and thighs, which are also erogenous zones, especially the inner sides, where Lin Ruyan is particularly sensitive.

The cleansing solution's effect couldn't be ignored either. Unlike the dry feeling on her body, the moist, slippery sensation made it easier for Ding Ping's tongue to move around.

"Oh..." Lin Ruyan's eyes widened unconsciously as Ding Ping's tongue landed on her palm, kissing each finger. Of course, this was an experience she had never had before. A numbing, novel sensation spread from her fingertips. She hadn't expected to be so easily swayed by insatiable lust, yet she didn't feel she was violating society or morality.

Ding Ping's mouth was filled with Lin Ruyan's thumb.

"Oh..." Lin Ruyan's fingers were entwined and sucked by Ding Ping's tongue in his mouth. Lin Ruyan's brows furrowed in distress, while Ding Ping's fingers inside her lips remained firm. As his fingers were sucked, Lin Ruyan's body trembled slightly, and warm nectar overflowed at the same time—a perfectly natural reaction for a woman's body.

Chapter 265 Ruyan's Pleasure (Part 5)

Although Lin Ruyan tried her best to suppress her physical reactions, her lips, stimulated by Ding Ping's fingers, were unable to resist, resulting in this embarrassing situation.

"Ah..." A sound mixed with excitement and despair escaped from Lin Ruyan's throat. As Ding Ping's lips slid from her arm to her fingertips, warm liquid dripped down his fingers. This was her first experience with such a situation, and until now, no matter what happened, she had never lost her composure and could respond appropriately. Lin Ruyan had always been so confident.

Even when having sex with her deceased husband, Lin Ruyan had always been able to control her body freely with her willpower. But tonight, Lin Ruyan's rationality had completely fallen into a state of frenzy when facing Ding Ping.

Behind her, Ding Ping kissed Lin Ruyan's neck while pressing his body tightly against her waist, his fingers still lingering on her lips.

"Oh..." Lin Ruyan opened her eyes. Something hot and hard was rubbing against her waist... Of course, it was that "thing," nothing else. Lin Ruyan had never been caressed by a "man" like this before. If she hadn't opened her eyes, she simply couldn't believe it.

Just thinking about that "thing" made her sensual energy surge again, constantly assaulting her and her entire body.

This hot object started from her waist, stroking her back... Soon, it slid from behind her armpits down to the underside of her arms.

"Ah..." Lin Ruyan focused her gaze on her armpits, holding her breath and widening her eyes. From under her armpits, she could vaguely see the hot, swollen tip of the "man," which rubbed against her dozens of times before sliding to the other armpit... At this point, Lin Ruyan could easily move it away by raising her arms or moving her upper body.

However, with her labia still being penetrated by fingers and her whole body overwhelmed by pleasure, Lin Ruyan no longer had any rationality.

Then Ding Ping's "manhood" climbed up to her neck, rubbing it alternately from side to side, and then slid down her spine to the cleft of her buttocks...

"Ah...ya..." Lin Ruyan opened her mouth and groaned loudly, her body almost jumping up in pleasure.

At this moment, Ding Ping was facing her, pressing his lips against the inside of her thigh.

"Oh..." Lin Ruyan couldn't help but groan from her throat, she put her little finger in her mouth, indulging in the sensation. As her thigh was being kissed, her already wet labia reflexively clamped tightly around Ding Ping's middle finger...

In her panic, Lin Ruyan slowly relaxed the muscles between her thighs, unsure whether she should hold Ding Ping's "manhood" tightly when making love.

Now, Ding Ping's fingers were no longer merely caressing the outside of Lin Ruyan's paradise; they had penetrated deep into her flower lips. The nectar secreted from her peach blossom cave moistened Ding Ping's fingers. Next, Ding Ping lifted her foot and licked her sole with his lips…

Lin Ruyan almost jumped up. It wasn't just that her sexual games with Ding Ping had given her new discoveries and stimulation; it was also arguably the deepest enjoyment in sexual intercourse.

It's perfectly natural for men to pursue women, especially beautiful women, who are often their objects of desire. But sucking on a woman's sole is not something an ordinary person would do. Unless it's a professional gigolo, forced to do so for money, Ding Ping was different. He was simply moved and captivated by Lin Ruyan's beauty.

Although Lin Ruyan felt he didn't need to do this, his actions moved her even more. Besides, Lin Ruyan always believed that men should serve women, especially a woman as beautiful and elegant as herself, who couldn't possibly lack men's attention.

In fact, no man has ever done this service for her so far, because she has never given any man the opportunity. Her husband has never done it for her either; he has not taken the initiative to do so. However, even if he did offer to do so, Lin Ruyan might not agree.

What truly surprised Lin Ruyan was the irresistible pleasure emanating from the soles of her feet. Her moist lips once again entangled with Ding Ping's fingers.

"No..." Lin Ruyan finally cried out, the first time she had uttered a sound during lovemaking since marrying her husband; previously, she could only moan through her throat.

But Ding Ping's tongue continued its diligent licking, and when he sucked on her thumb, Lin Ruyan's lips immediately tightened around the finger he had inserted into her body.

This continuous pleasure never stopped, and as he sucked on her toes, Lin Ruyan's body convulsed...

Finally, his lips parted, and Lin Ruyan trembled, panting. As soon as she caught her breath, he sucked on her index toe again.

"Mmm... Ah... Oh..." The unusual sweetness caused a look of distress to appear on Lin Ruyan's face, and she made sounds like she was crying.

The feeling was like being tortured; each finger contained erogenous zones, and when sucked, they would naturally produce subtle reactions. Therefore, the pleasure received from the thumb to the little finger, and from the little finger to the thumb, went straight through Lin Ruyan's lower body.

Especially when Ding Ping sucked forcefully, Lin Ruyan couldn't help but arch her back and let out a joyful moan. Ding Ping finally stopped, and Lin Ruyan also breathed a sigh of relief and stretched her legs, but Ding Ping pressed them down.

"Relax properly..." Ding Ping said, lifting Lin Ruyan's other foot and beginning to suck on the sole and toes as well. Lin Ruyan's heart was already in a frenzy...

After licking Lin Ruyan's feet, Ding Ping's tongue moved to her chest, touching the highest "peak" of Lin Ruyan's body. This fullest, most sensual part seemed to have been overlooked by him. Only after he had finished caressing her entire body did Ding Ping finally pay attention to it, and at this moment, Lin Ruyan's body felt as if it were on fire.

"Ah..." As Ding Ping sucked on the full, rounded lower part, Lin Ruyan tightly gripped his shoulders. Due to the surge of desire, her breasts, which had softened, rose again, and as her pink nipples were sucked, the nectar from her lower paradise overflowed continuously...

Lin Ruyan couldn't help but hold Ding Ping's head, pressing his cheek against her chest. With each continuous kiss, waves of pleasure came one after another.

"Oh..." When Ding Ping's lips approached her cheek, Lin Ruyan let out a soft cry and immediately met his lips.

Not only did she unilaterally accept Ding Ping's caresses, Lin Ruyan also wanted to respond to him, and all she could do was kiss him back. So now, the movement of their lips and tongues was even more intense than before, their tongues intertwining like snakes, accompanied by a series of sucking sounds. Lin Ruyan hadn't expected that just a few hours would make her so greedy, and unable to stop even for a moment.

At this moment, Ding Ping stood up and rubbed his genitals against her erect breasts.

"Ah...oh..." Lin Ruyan felt the contact of their lips was stronger, but the impact of being forcefully rubbed by Ding Ping's hot "man" was several times more intense.

Lin Ruyan's whole body trembled, but this reaction was not due to unease, but rather because her uncontrollable desire had been fulfilled before her eyes.

Seeing her posture, Ding Ping moved his "man" from her arm to her palm, letting her hold it. At this moment, Ding Ping's body was horizontal, and looking at him from Lin Ruyan's perspective only made her more excited.

The "man" in Lin Ruyan's hand, as Ding Ping rocked it up and down, felt like it was being burned in her palm, causing Lin Ruyan's heart to race again...

Why had she become so wanton? Lin Ruyan finally understood the reason. First, she loved Ding Ping too much, having completely opened herself up to him and accepted him, while Ding Ping had also given her all his feelings. Secondly, Ding Ping's caressing techniques were indeed excellent, and all the things she had wanted to do but dared not do, wanted to say but dared not say, were now being experienced.

Next, Ding Ping moved his penis into Lin Ruyan's other hand, which she naturally grasped...

Then, Ding Ping withdrew it, and this time the hot, hard object moved from Lin Ruyan's body to her neck, rubbing against her neck repeatedly with sweat and cleansing fluid, then moving from her forehead to her pointed chin...

"Ah..." Now, it was Lin Ruyan's right cheek that was touching Ding Ping's hot, hard object.

"No!..." Lin Ruyan almost screamed, but the feeling of her brain being shattered overwhelmed her, leaving her only able to groan.

As Ding Ping's friction increased, Lin Ruyan's intense sensations intensified. This was something she wouldn't normally allow—to let a man's genitals slide freely across her beautiful cheeks, no matter how much she liked him, she couldn't bear it.

But at this moment, Lin Ruyan seemed to have lost the ability to speak, not uttering a single complaint. After playing with her right cheek, he moved to her left, then her cheeks, around her eyes, her forehead...

"Ah...oh...ya..." Waves of impact mixed with shame and excitement, and with each movement, Lin Ruyan breathed heavily.

Finally, Ding Ping's "manhood" touched her lips—no, perhaps it could be said that Lin Ruyan herself brought her lips to his. However, Ding Ping didn't pay attention to any of this. In an instant, Lin Ruyan suddenly felt dizzy. It felt like a fire was about to burst from her lips, tongue, throat, and mouth, as if her whole body was about to melt. If she didn't stop now, she would be unable to extricate herself. To prove that she still had the willpower to control her desires, Lin Ruyan turned her face away and separated her lips from Ding Ping's "man."

"What's wrong?" Seeing Lin Ruyan's reaction, Ding Ping bent down and whispered in her ear.

"N-nothing... I'm just resting." Lin Ruyan said, while hugging Ding Ping's waist and bringing her lips to his again...

"Oh..." Compared to the feeling of swallowing her own peach blossom cave and holding it in her hand, the "man" entering her mouth seemed hotter and bigger. Lin Ruyan opened her mouth and swayed her body with great immersion...

Lin Ruyan didn't want to think about anything now. She just wanted to enjoy herself to the fullest and satisfy her lust. Waves of sweetness came from the mucous membranes of her tongue, lips, and mouth, almost making her numb.

Lin Ruyan was so excited she almost cried. She finally understood why actresses in those Category III films were so engrossed in their performances at this moment—they were completely overwhelmed by the sweet pleasure.

"So, I was too much before. I always thought that a cultured woman shouldn't engage in such extreme behavior," Lin Ruyan thought. Now, she was finally experiencing the sensations firsthand, her lips and tongue overflowing with erogenous zones.

Chapter 266 Ruyan's Pleasure (VI)

The behavior she had previously rejected had changed drastically after this experience. She could not only feel the sweetness but also a sense of satisfaction. At this moment, Lin Ruyan's cheeks, tongue, and throat felt like they were about to disintegrate...

"Ah, ooh..."

A painful pleasure overwhelmed Lin Ruyan's tongue, and she devoted herself even more to licking and sucking with her mouth.

Lin Ruyan had only learned about these actions after watching Category III films. Now, she was simply trying to imitate them, and indeed, she felt even more joyful. Especially since beautiful women should have the privilege of oral sex.

"Oh..." A sound escaped Lin Ruyan's throat, tears welling in her eyes. She couldn't remember how much time had passed; her head was being held by Ding Ping, and her mouth felt filled with a strange excitement.

Ding Ping then withdrew his fingers from her lower body...

"Ah..." Lin Ruyan's legs trembled uncontrollably. Only after Ding Ping's fingers left did she feel their presence again.

"Ah..." Lin Ruyan instinctively clutched her breasts as the burning "man" reached her vulva...

"Oh..." A surge of pleasure coursed through Lin Ruyan's body, continuing to expand. Lin Ruyan no longer resisted or tried to escape. After several caresses, lust and pleasure had transformed into a raging fire.

Ding Ping's "man" tip suddenly reached her cervix...

Lust overflowed Lin Ruyan's entire body, every cell infected by the pleasure of her senses, intensely impacting her limbs.

"Oh..." Sweat and cleansing fluid soaked her naked body. With intense spasms, Lin Ruyan experienced an unprecedented orgasm, gradually rising upwards...

Ding Ping rode her forcefully, without holding back. His mind could hold nothing else but burning. Ding Ping felt his entire being burning until he turned to ashes.

Lin Ruyan sat on the chair, legs wide open, emitting moans that further excited Ding Ping. She remained motionless, only embracing him tightly. Ding Ping, nestled between her legs, forgot everything.

Lin Ruyan felt herself slowly rising, leaving the ground. She didn't know where she was, only that a warm breeze gently caressed her, blowing into her heart and reaching her very bones, opening every pore of her body. She couldn't help but open her mouth, releasing her pleasure.

Slowly, Lin Ruyan lost consciousness, not knowing what she was doing or where she was. She didn't know how much time had passed before she woke up, finding herself in bed. She looked around in confusion, feeling she shouldn't be there. She saw Ding Ping sleeping beside her and remembered.

"Ding Ping, weren't we taking a shower in the bathroom? How did we get to bed?" Lin Ruyan asked.

"Aunt Lin, we finished showering. I carried you to bed," Ding Ping replied.

"Oh?" Lin Ruyan couldn't remember anything, only that she was in the bathroom, sitting on a chair, when Ding Ping's penis entered her body. She felt incredibly comfortable, as if she were in heaven. After that, she didn't know anything else; she just felt an overwhelming pleasure, a feeling so intense she would have been willing to die.

Ding Ping looked at Lin Ruyan and said, "Aunt Lin, you're so beautiful now!"

"Really? Didn't you already say I was beautiful?" Lin Ruyan knew she had changed a lot since before her encounter with Ding Ping, but his repeated praise still made her happy, so she retorted.

"It's different," Ding Ping said.

Lin Ruyan leaned closer, half-resting on Ding Ping's chest, one hand slowly tracing its surface. "How is it different?"

Ding Ping also reached out, caressing Lin Ruyan's body. "I can't quite put my finger on it, but you're more beautiful than before we were together." Ding Ping wasn't lying. At this moment, Lin Ruyan's beauty was incomparable; her charm was something most women didn't possess.

Lin Ruyan gently pinched Ding Ping's chest. "If you don't know, who will?" As she spoke, Lin Ruyan's lips pressed against his. Ding Ping couldn't help but groan, their tongues gently intertwining, his arms tightly encircling Lin Ruyan's soft waist.

They lay there together, whispering their private conversations. Slowly, Lin Ruyan closed her eyes and fell asleep, a happy, content smile on her face. Ding Ping looked at her smile and was moved by it. Listening to Lin Ruyan's even, relaxed breathing, Ding Ping also fell asleep.

Late at night, Ding Ping woke up. He checked his watch; it was already three o'clock the next morning. Lin Ruyan was still fast asleep, but she looked pained, her brows furrowed as if burdened by an unresolved knot.

Before this, Ding Ping had heard her make a strange sound in her sleep several times. Each time he was awakened by this sound, he saw an uneasy expression on Lin Ruyan's beautiful face under the dim light.

She seemed to tremble slightly. Ding Ping got up, turned up the air conditioner a little, and covered Lin Ruyan with a blanket, watching her pull it tightly around herself. Ding Ping couldn't help but pull her into his arms and gently kiss her face. Her face still held a hint of unease, like a child struggling in fear. Ding Ping gently pressed her face against his chest.

Ding Ping knew he hadn't completely rid Lin Ruyan of her unease and fear; her behavior in her sleep was the best proof. He couldn't help but hug Lin Ruyan tighter. In her sleep, Lin Ruyan seemed to sense Ding Ping, reaching out to embrace him tightly in return.

Lin Ruyan's face nestled quietly against Ding Ping's young, bare chest. Normally, a young, bare chest is unreliable, but at this moment, Ding Ping's chest felt like a mountain, solid and reassuring to Lin Ruyan. Lin Ruyan's lips gently touched Ding Ping's young, bare chest. Normally, a young, bare chest is restless, but at this moment, Ding Ping's heart was as still as water, filled with a desire to make the beautiful woman in his arms happy.

A faint sweetness filled Ding Ping's heart. He understood that at this moment, Lin Ruyan could no longer leave him, and he could never leave Lin Ruyan. In her dream, Lin Ruyan seemed to sense Ding Ping's feelings. After Ding Ping had been lost in thought for a long time, when he looked at Lin Ruyan again, her expression had become peaceful and serene in her sleep.

Lin Ruyan stirred slightly in Ding Ping's arms, and Ding Ping couldn't help but hold her tighter, as if afraid she would suddenly leave him. At this moment, they were so close, but it was definitely not the distance between a man and a woman; it was more like lovers, deeply in love and immersed in each other.

Ding Ping thought of Shi Yu. Lin Ruyan and Shi Yu were two different kinds of beauty, but at this moment, Lin Ruyan's beauty was closer to Ding Ping.

Lin Ruyan struggled in Ding Ping's arms and woke up from her dream. After waking up, Lin Ruyan looked even more breathtakingly beautiful, with a gentleness and shyness in her eyes. She sat up, facing Ding Ping. No one spoke; it seemed that an emotion was growing between them. The satisfaction and harmony they brought made Ding Ping and her companions understand each other perfectly, even without words. She pushed away Ding Ping's hands and gently leaned on his shoulder. Ding Ping didn't speak, but slowly rubbed his chin against Lin Ruyan's face.

Ding Ping confirmed his feelings. At this moment, Lin Ruyan was no longer his elder; she was his lover or sweetheart. Hours of unrestrained intimacy and passion had long since melted away all distance between them—age, seniority, and mutual wariness.

Lin Ruyan kissed Ding Ping deeply. Something wet Ding Ping's face, and he remained silent for a long time. He knew that Lin Ruyan's tears were tears of happiness. From the first glimpse of Lin Ruyan's naked beauty that afternoon to now truly possessing that beauty, Ding Ping felt an astonishing change in Lin Ruyan. He hadn't expected a woman to change so much in such a short time.

Ding Ping was also moved by Lin Ruyan's change. This change was brought about by love, a kind of love called selfless love. And in this kind of love, the man who is loved is happy, because love is also a kind of fate, something that can be encountered but not sought. The man who is loved suffers, because love usually brings too many gains and losses. But with Lin Ruyan? There are definitely no such byproducts of worldly love.

Because Lin Ruyan's love is selfless and forgiving. If her love were to leave or change, only she would disappear, not the other person.

So, Lin Ruyan rolled over and climbed on top of Ding Ping, saying, "Maybe I can't do it as well as you, but I want to do it for you this once. Do you mind?"

"Aunt Lin, there's no need for that. Whatever you do, I'm happy," Ding Ping said, kissing Lin Ruyan's lips.

Lin Ruyan ignored Ding Ping, lowered her head, bent over, placed Ding Ping's penis on her beautiful peach blossom ground, aimed it at the entrance, and with a slight exertion of her waist, swallowed Ding Ping's penis into her body. When she was completely inside, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she made a "hissing" sound as Ding Ping's huge penis reached the top of her body.

After a short pause, Lin Ruyan began to adjust. She started twisting her waist, but it was clear she was inexperienced. Ding Ping could imagine that the very conservative Lin Ruyan rarely did this, so he reached out and pulled her upper body, making her lean against him. He said, "Aunt Lin, if you don't know how, then don't do it, okay?"

"Everyone starts from knowing how and then stops," Lin Ruyan said, panting. "After a few tries, I'll know how. There's just one thing: your thing is too long. Every time it hits the very end, which is a bit too much for me."

Hearing this, Ding Ping placed his hands on her waist and used them to help her sit down, rise, and exert force. Soon, Lin Ruyan became more skilled and faster. It was no longer just discomfort; waves of pleasure began to surge through her.

Ding Ping's hands gradually couldn't support the weight of Lin Ruyan's upper body, so she leaned against him. Ding Ping rolled over and placed Lin Ruyan face down on the bed.

In the instant Lin Ruyan turned over, her snow-white, full buttocks flashed an elegant arc before Ding Ping's eyes. Another exquisite paradise left Ding Ping in awe. He grabbed Lin Ruyan from behind, pressing her body down so she knelt on the bed, her buttocks raised high. Ding Ping then thrust into her from behind. Lin Ruyan let out a gasp, and before the gasp subsided, she immediately let out her unique moan.

Lin Ruyan hadn't expected Ding Ping to enter from that angle. Of course, she was happy. With each thrust, Lin Ruyan moaned and trembled, her vagina contracting and sucking, the nectar flowing from her breasts soaking the sheets beneath her.
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Chapter 267: Shiyu's Pursuer)

Ding Ping knelt behind Lin Ruyan, his hands cupping her breasts, which appeared somewhat heavy due to her leaning forward, carefully savoring every inch of her sensuality.

This time, Lin Ruyan lowered her body, gasping repeatedly as Ding Ping thrust into her. Ding Ping, as usual, was incredibly persistent; though waves of pleasure assaulted his lower body, he remained undeterred. Lin Ruyan's body bent lower and lower, her buttocks, raised high, flushed red under Ding Ping's thrusts. The position changed from upright to Lin Ruyan kneeling on the bed, her heavy breasts pressed firmly in Ding Ping's hands, feeling hard like two pieces of porcelain.

Lin Ruyan's waist, however, was completely limp, so supple it could move almost any way. Her flowing juices ran down her thighs to the bends of her knees. Aside from occasional gasps and slight movements in rhythm with Ding Ping's thrusts, she mostly endured, seemingly forgetting everything as Ding Ping completely and passionately penetrated her.

After a while, Lin Ruyan fell into a daze. Seeing her struggling, Ding Ping changed her position, letting Lin Ruyan lie on the bed while he penetrated her from the front. Lin Ruyan was already teetering on the edge of climax. The moment Ding Ping entered her, she gripped his buttocks tightly. With the bed against her, though she was nearly unconscious, her body continued to move, thrusting upwards.

Ding Ping saw that her entire chest and genitals were flushed red with intense excitement, her vagina contracting violently with each thrust. Finally, with a wild cry, Lin Ruyan fainted again, clinging tightly to Ding Ping, lying on the bed, utterly exhausted, motionless for a long time.

Ding Ping also remained still for a long time, watching with satisfaction as Lin Ruyan, overwhelmed by pleasure, forgot everything. His penis was still erect, but a strange satisfaction washed over him; he too seemed to have reached an climax he had never experienced before.

From the moment he embraced Lin Ruyan's body that day, every minute had been pure pleasure. In just over ten hours, Ding Ping felt he had experienced all the joy imaginable. Lin Ruyan was giving Ding Ping a passion he had never felt before. At the same time, Ding Ping seemed to receive a happiness he had longed for.

Soft, warm jade, a dreamlike scene, boundless tenderness and countless heart-stirring moments—wasn't this the happiness Ding Ping desired?

In his drowsy state, Ding Ping heard Lin Ruyan say, "Ding Ping, I'm so happy to be with you!" Ding Ping opened his eyes and looked at Lin Ruyan: "Aunt Lin, I'm so lucky to have you."

Lin Ruyan smiled faintly, a delicate blush on her cheeks: "It's like living in a dream, but it's a real dream. It makes me so happy. Thank you, Ding Ping!"

Then, Lin Ruyan nestled in Ding Ping's arms and soon fell asleep.

The next day, Ding Ping didn't wake up until eleven o'clock. He opened his eyes and saw Lin Ruyan was already gone. Without even dressing, Ding Ping walked out of the bedroom and saw Lin Ruyan's figure moving around in the kitchen.

Lin Ruyan was still wearing her long nightgown when Ding Ping walked in, hugged her from behind, and kissed her earlobe. Lin Ruyan tilted her head back, feeling Ding Ping's naked body, and whispered, "Aren't you going to put your clothes on? Be careful not to catch a cold."

Ding Ping said, "It's okay, the air conditioner is set so high, it's very warm, you won't catch a cold."

As he spoke, Ding Ping's hand slipped inside Lin Ruyan's clothes from the edge of her nightgown, touching her breasts and beginning to caress them.

Lin Ruyan's breathing quickened. She pressed down on Ding Ping's mischievous hand and said, "Stop now, or I won't be able to cook."

Ding Ping didn't listen and continued to grope her chest. Lin Ruyan said softly, "Ding Ping, I want to be with you all the time, but it's cooking time now. If you want to play, wait until I finish cooking, then you can do whatever you want, okay?" Hearing Lin Ruyan's persuasion

, Ding Ping knew that if he continued, although she might eventually be tempted to make love to him, it would be against her will. So he stopped and said, "Aunt Lin, I love you!"

"I love you too!" Lin Ruyan turned her face and gently kissed Ding Ping, saying, "Wait outside for a while, it'll be over soon."

Ding Ping went to the living room, which had been tidied up. It seemed Lin Ruyan had gotten up early. A surge of happiness welled up in Ding Ping's heart. This happiness was so deep and intense because he felt that Lin Ruyan had given him her all, without reservation. How many people could do that?

Just then, Zhang Shiyu called, saying that their dormitory needed to move, and since it was Saturday, everyone else had left, leaving only Shiyu and two others. They had originally planned to wait until Monday when everyone else arrived, but the school suddenly announced that all the girls on their floor had to move out by 5:30 pm that afternoon, as the school needed their floor.

Because there were so many people moving—more than twenty dorm rooms—it was difficult to find help. Zhang Shiyu thought of Ding Ping, asking him to find some people to help.

Ding Ping agreed, saying he would come immediately after lunch.

During lunch, Ding Ping told Lin Ruyan about Shiyu's situation. Lin Ruyan cared about Shiyu and, after hearing Ding Ping's story, told him to come after lunch, saying, "See, my daughter and I are always causing you trouble." "

Aunt Lin, if you keep saying that, I'll get upset. Aren't we family now? What's this 'yours' and 'mine'?" Ding Ping pretended to be unhappy.

"Okay, okay, I won't say things like that again, alright? My little sweetheart," Lin Ruyan said playfully, revealing a youthful, girlish charm. The beauty in that charm was so captivating that even an old monk would be moved to ecstasy.

Ding Ping was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but lean in and kiss her on the cheek, saying, "You're such a vixen, if you keep this up, I'll be completely bewitched by you."

"I'm afraid I'll be captivated by you before you even die." Lin Ruyan was delighted by Ding Ping's heartfelt expression and said, "Don't you know how much you mean to me?"

"I know, that's why I'm so captivated by you. I'm leaving now, goodbye!" Ding Ping hurriedly went out, afraid that if he didn't leave soon, he wouldn't be able to leave at all.

When Ding Ping arrived at Zhang Shiyu's place, she and her two other roommates had already finished packing. Seeing that Ding Ping had come alone, they asked, "Can you move all this stuff by yourself?"

Ding Ping greeted the other two first, then replied, "I came alone, but I hired a moving company. They'll be here soon. Do I need to lift a finger? At most, I'll just help you unpack some things." One of

Zhang Shiyu's roommates said, "Now that you mention it, we really didn't think of that. Otherwise, we would have hired a moving company too, saving you the trouble of making the trip."

Her other roommate said, "I did think of that, but where are you going to find a moving company's phone number? Besides, without a man, the three of us girls wouldn't dare hire them. I've heard stories before of people hiring moving companies only to have their belongings disappear, and the people and the truck vanished along the way."

"Is that so? Don't they have a phone number?" Ding Ping had never heard of this before and was quite surprised.

“They’ve lost those phone numbers, and their vehicles are either unlicensed or have fake license plates. Where are you going to find them?” the roommate continued.

“Now that you mention it, I really need to be careful,” Ding Ping said.

A short while later, the moving company arrived. There were five of them, including the driver. In about ten minutes, they had moved everything. Finally, Ding Ping got into the moving company’s truck. Ding Ping was really serious, worried that they might run off with the stuff. Although Zhang Shiyu and the others didn’t have anything particularly valuable, their belongings were still very important and couldn’t be lost—they were all their knowledge. Everything

went smoothly; in just over three hours, all their things were moved. One of Zhang Shiyu’s roommates wanted to pay for the move, but Ding Ping refused. Zhang Shiyu also said it wasn’t necessary, saying that a few hundred yuan was nothing, and that it was Ding Ping treating them. In the end, the two roommates didn’t insist.

Around 4 PM, seeing that there was nothing else to do, Ding Ping said goodbye and headed home. As Zhang Shiyu saw him off, she said, "You've done so much for us today, why don't you have dinner before you go back? It's on me."

Ding Ping saw it was getting late, and he knew he'd have to trouble Lin Ruyan with cooking, plus he hadn't seen Zhang Shiyu in a while, so they could spend more time together over dinner.

They went to the small restaurant where they had their first date and first outing, sitting in the same small room they used to sit in. Sitting down, Ding Ping felt as if he were back in those four or five years, and couldn't help but sigh, "I can't believe four or five years have passed. This restaurant is still the same, but so many things are different."

"Yes," Zhang Shiyu replied, "four or five years might just be a number to some people, but for us, so much has happened."

In these past few years, Zhang Shiyu had experienced the pain of losing her father, the longing of losing contact with her boyfriend, and the responsibility of caring for her mother. Now it seemed like she was back at the beginning; how could she not feel emotional?

They ate and whispered sweet nothings, sharing the usual romantic gestures of a date. When they finished, it was past six and completely dark. Ding Ping walked Zhang Shiyu back to her new dormitory.

Just then, a voice called out, "Shiyu!" Turning around,

Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu saw a young man in his early twenties running up, panting, followed by two burly men.

"It really is you!" he exclaimed as he turned to see Zhang Shiyu.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Shiyu, clearly recognizing him, frowned.

"I just finished eating with some friends and was about to go out when I saw a figure that looked like you, so I called out. It really is you," he said, still slightly out of breath.

After saying this, he finally noticed Ding Ping standing to the side and asked with hostility, "Who is this kid?"

Ding Ping chuckled, thinking to himself, "Zhang Shiyu's suitor, a rich young master."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shiyu angrily retorted, "He's my friend, what's it to you?"

"Don't be angry, I was just asking," he said cautiously with a smile.

As he spoke, he gave one of the two men behind him a look, and the man hurriedly left.

"This is to get him to call someone else to deal with me," Ding Ping immediately guessed their intention.

Although Zhang Shiyu hadn't paid much attention to this rich young master before, she hadn't shown him any kindness either, nor had she been seen with any other men, which hadn't bothered the young master.

Chapter 268 Beauty Saves the Hero

Now, seeing Ding Ping's tall and slender figure, elegant demeanor, and simple attire, yet possessing a respectable arrogance that far surpassed his own, he felt a sense of inferiority. He also noticed Zhang Shiyu's close relationship with this man, and her open declaration that he was her friend. This instantly filled him with rage. He immediately wanted his bodyguards to teach the man a lesson, but fearing that this would only increase Zhang Shiyu's dislike for him, he called others to deal with him, to see if he would dare to compete with her for her woman again.

Zhang Shiyu was completely unaware of all this: "Don't follow me if you have nothing to do. I have things to do."

With that, she took Ding Ping's arm and walked away, ignoring the young man.

She didn't see the young man's face turning blue with anger, gritting his teeth, saying to the bodyguard who was still standing beside him, "You go too, call a few people, make that kid bleed. I'll pay the medical bills. This is the price he pays for competing with me for my woman."

Although Ding Ping was far away, he still heard his words clearly. Ding Ping hadn't expected that this man would use such methods to get Zhang Shiyu. If he didn't know martial arts and was just an ordinary person, wouldn't he have suffered a loss?

"This kind of person needs to be taught a lesson," Ding Ping thought to himself. "

Who is this person? Are you familiar with him?" Ding Ping asked Zhang Shiyu.

“You’ll understand when I tell you. Five years ago, didn’t he send someone to the school library looking for you?” Zhang Shiyu asked.

“Oh, that rich young master surnamed Tang? Sigh, if I had known he was so infatuated with you back then, I should have given you to him and gotten a 500,000 yuan breakup fee.” Ding Ping said exaggeratedly.

“If you dare to do that, I’ll…” Zhang Shiyu had never sworn before, and she couldn’t continue. Although she knew Ding Ping was joking, her face still changed color.

Seeing Zhang Shiyu's expression, Ding Ping knew she was too naive and deeply in love with him, so he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was just joking. I didn't expect him to still be so persistent after all these years."

Hearing Ding Ping change the subject, Zhang Shiyu continued, "He was the son of a big real estate tycoon in Beijing, a good-for-nothing. One day I ran into him at a classmate reunion, and ever since then he's been like a fly, constantly bothering me. After you rejected him that time, he didn't contact me for a while, but during those two years when you disappeared, I don't know where he heard about this, he came looking for me again, saying you had an accident and that I should give up."

"And now you haven't told him I'm back?" Ding Ping found this man interesting, but also deeply in love with Shiyu, only his family was too wealthy, and he thought everything could be solved with money.

Ding Ping wanted to use this incident to teach him a lesson, to make him think more carefully before acting, but he didn't want Zhang Shiyu to know his situation yet, so he wanted to find an excuse to get rid of her.

Just as Ding Ping was trying to find an excuse to part ways with Zhang Shiyu, five burly men suddenly appeared and walked towards them. Ding Ping sensed their hostility and thought to himself, "Even if Zhang Shiyu finds out, there's nothing I can do."

Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu brushed past the group. Suddenly, one of the men bumped into Ding Ping, immediately falling to the ground and shouting. The other four men immediately surrounded him, saying that Ding Ping had injured the man and demanding compensation.

Zhang Shiyu, unaware of the situation, genuinely believed that Ding Ping had bumped into the man and apologized profusely to the men.

"It's not your fault, Miss. He's the one who injured him, and he has to pay compensation."

"Was the impact not serious?" Zhang Shiyu asked anxiously.

"How could it not be serious? Look how much pain he's in!" One of them pointed to the man lying on the ground, shouting loudly, and said, "He might have broken his ribs!"

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Zhang Shiyu asked.

"The man who bumped into him hasn't said a word. Miss, why are you in such a hurry?"

"What do you suggest we do?" Ding Ping then asked them.

Seeing Ding Ping's somewhat harsh tone, Zhang Shiyu hurriedly said to him, "Apologize to them, make it sound nice, and then we'll see what to do."

"What else? Pay up."

"How much?" Zhang Shiyu asked.

"One hundred thousand."

"That much?" Zhang Shiyu began to sense something unusual.

"Miss, is that too much? If internal organs were injured, maybe two hundred thousand wouldn't be enough."

"I'm sorry!" Ding Ping finally spoke, "Let's go to the hospital."

"Finally apologizing?" one of them said, "We know to go see a doctor, but with injuries this bad, ordinary hospitals won't be enough."

Ding Ping knew there was no way to resolve this peacefully, so he wanted to play along, feigning fear: "I'm a poor man, where would I get that much money? Besides, one bump like that, and you want one hundred thousand? Aren't you trying to extort me?"

"No money? Kneel three times before us, and we won't make you pay." Those people must have been instructed to insult Ding Ping as much as possible, to make him lose face in front of Zhang Shiyu.

Zhang Shiyu realized they were causing trouble and angrily said, "If your people were injured, you should pay compensation. Aren't you insulting us?"

"Fine, give us 100,000 yuan and leave."

"My family has a long tradition of medicine. Let me examine the injured person, see where and how badly they are injured, and whether they deserve 100,000 yuan in medical expenses." Ding Ping didn't want to argue with them anymore. "

You need to examine them? We'll pay whatever we say. Or, let us beat you up until you have the same injuries, then we won't ask for money."

"If you don't have money to pay, then kowtow three times to us, and we'll let you go," another person chimed in.

Just then, a woman's voice came from the side, asking, "What's going on here?"

The four men didn't even look up, and said in a threatening tone, "Who wants to meddle in our business?"

"Me!" The voice came to their side.

Ding Ping thought: What a coincidence! He knew everything was alright now.

Zhang Shiyu was overjoyed: "Officer, they're trying to extort money from us! Please be the judge!"

The group then recognized the newcomer as a beautiful policewoman and shouted, "Officer, he injured one of our people and doesn't want to pay compensation!" The newcomer

was Su Wei, this time in her police uniform.

"Let me find out what's going on," she said, leading Ding Ping to the side. "When did you get back?" She knew everything about Ding Ping, hence the question.

"I've been back for a while, on another mission. What are you doing here? And why are you in uniform today?" Ding Ping asked quietly.

"How could I have gotten you out of this situation if I hadn't come?" Su Wei whispered. "Trying to play dumb?"

"I didn't want anyone to know I know martial arts, otherwise why would I have waited until now?" Ding Ping said. "I knew they were looking for trouble, and I was just about to make a move when you appeared. How did you get here?"

"We were organizing an event today, and we were just walking around when we saw you strolling with a beautiful woman. We thought to ourselves: When did you get back? You didn't even say hello. We were about to go up and greet you when those guys bumped into you. I told the people who came with me to go back first, and I stayed to see what was going on. I guessed you didn't want to get involved, but when I saw you were forced to fight, I came out to help you out. Tell me how you're going to thank me? This beautiful woman is quite something. You have good taste. She's not just beautiful, she's like an ethereal fairy."

"She's my classmate and my friend. This whole thing happened because of her. You have to sort this out for me." Then Ding Ping briefly told Su Wei what had happened before and after dinner, including his relationship with Shi Yu.

"I've solved all your troubles, so be sure to thank me later. Come find me when you have time; I won't tell anyone you're back."

"Trying to take advantage of your misfortune?"

"Alright, enough joking. I'll go solve your problem." With that, Su Wei walked towards the group.

"I've found out his situation. Someone come here who can speak and explain the situation to me, see if it matches what he said." Su Wei was adept at handling such matters and spoke to the group.

Immediately, one person stepped forward and followed Su Wei to the side. "Go back and tell your boss not to do this kind of thing again," Su Wei said bluntly.

"What boss?" The man pretended to be confused.

"I'm helping you. I don't want to say anything more. Don't go near that girl again, and don't cause trouble for that boy, or you'll be in trouble."

"Why should I believe you?"

"You have to believe what I say, whether you believe it or not. You're not trying to go against us, are you?" Su Wei didn't give him any leeway. No matter how big a criminal organization or how small-time thugs, they wouldn't openly oppose the police unless absolutely necessary.

After saying that, regardless of his thoughts, she turned and walked towards the crowd.

"You've been lying on the ground for so long, it's time to get up," she said to the man on the ground. "I've told your accomplice everything. If you don't understand anything, ask him."

"Aren't you two leaving?" she said to Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shiyu quickly pulled Ding Ping away. The others tried to stop her, but Su Wei's expression stopped them. One of the men who followed Su Wei to the side said to her as they left, "I hope you're not trying to scare me."

"Tell your master he'll believe you. Even if he doesn't, he won't blame you for the current situation, and you can still explain yourselves."

Those who had caused trouble didn't know who Su Wei was, and seeing their trick exposed so bluntly, they dared not persist.

After saying this, Su Wei got into her car and left.

On the way back to school, Zhang Shiyu asked Ding Ping, "What did that beautiful policewoman say to you?"

"She asked me how the accident happened, and I told her the truth. She figured those people were trying to extort money, so she let us go."

"Wait a minute, she seemed to know you, and you helped her so much, but you didn't even say thank you, like it was her duty."

"We do know each other," Ding Ping didn't hide it from Shiyu.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shiyu immediately said, "Others are heroes saving beauties, but she's a beauty saving a hero—what a great dramatic premise!"

“Don’t overthink it. She and I used to be colleagues and worked together on missions. In this situation, she can only pretend not to know me so that others won’t accuse her of having ulterior motives.”

“Isn’t it more than that?” Zhang Shiyu listened to Ding Ping’s explanation. Knowing that Ding Ping used to be in the special forces and often dealt with the police, although she had never interfered in anything Ding Ping did, she still felt a little strange facing such a beautiful policewoman.

After Ding Ping saw Zhang Shiyu to the school gate, he said, “Go inside. Call me if anything happens.”

“I might be a bit busy lately. First, I have exams, and then I’ve taken on a research project. Although it’s just a supporting role, I don’t want to lose this opportunity, so I’ll have to ask you to take care of my mother.”

Chapter 269 Reunion with Su Wei

“Don’t worry, your mother has basically recovered now. She’s actually taking care of me more. I’m very happy that you have such an excellent mother.” Ding Ping didn’t say much more. He wanted to tell Shiyu about his relationship with her mother after this period of time had passed, at a more appropriate time.

After dropping Zhang Shiyu off, Ding Ping hailed a taxi to go home when Su Wei called: "Ding Ping, did you get your beautiful classmate home?"

"Su Wei, it's you. I just dropped her off at school. Is something wrong?" Ding Ping knew he wouldn't be able to go home tonight. He hadn't contacted them since returning to Beifang City, which was already somewhat wrong, though he had his reasons.

Ding Ping had run into Su Wei on the street, and it would be too much not to see her. He planned to contact her after work, but unexpectedly, she called him first.

"Do you think I'm okay?" Su Wei asked back when Ding Ping asked her this on the phone.

"Hehe, no need for that, right? Where do you want to meet?" Ding Ping said with a laugh.

"How about coming to my house? You've been here before." Su Wei's voice softened as she spoke, and Ding Ping knew her face was probably red with embarrassment. Ding Ping remembered that time four years ago at her family's house, and his heart stirred.

"Wait a moment, I'll be there in half an hour." Ding Ping hung up after saying that. He then called Lin Ruyan to tell her that he had taken care of Shiyu's matter and was now going to his former colleague's place. He might not be home that night. Lin Ruyan agreed.

Half an hour later, Ding Ping knocked on Su Wei's door. She had taken off her uniform and was wearing a nightgown, which made her look even more beautiful. She was indeed much prettier than she had been four years ago, perhaps because she had gained a mature charm, or perhaps because Ding Ping had infused her with internal energy, changing her physique.

"Sister Su, you've become much more beautiful," Ding Ping complimented as he entered.

"Your words are getting sweeter and sweeter, no wonder you managed to win over such a beautiful woman," Su Wei said coquettishly. "If I hadn't called you today, I don't know when you would have thought of me."

"Sister Su, you're really wronging me. Although I didn't think of calling you now, I was planning to call you next Monday when I went to work, which would only be a day and a half late. I didn't expect my Sister Su to be so impatient, even waiting a day and a half." After Ding Ping finished speaking, he hugged Su Wei.

"Fine, you still think of me." Su Wei said in Ding Ping's arms, "You have no idea how much I've missed you these past two years."

"I also often think of you all," Ding Ping said, "but I have no choice."

"I know, this is enough for me." Su Wei looked up and said under Ding Ping's passionate kiss.

Ding Ping pulled Su Wei into his arms, the alluring fragrance filling his nostrils and captivating his heart. They gazed deeply into each other's eyes, Su Wei closing her large, watery eyes, and Ding Ping's lips pressed against hers. A gentle kiss spread across their lips, and then their kiss grew passionate. Su Wei's delicate face was filled with shy blush. Ding Ping couldn't help but wrap his arms around Su Wei's slender waist and kiss her deeply. She was momentarily lost in passion, her mouth opening slightly in a daze. Ding Ping's tongue gently parted her sensual lips and entered her cherry-like mouth for a passionate kiss. Ding Ping's right hand tightened its grip on Su Wei's slender waist, and he felt the stimulation of Su Wei's breasts pressing against his chest, a feeling of warmth and fullness filling his chest.

Ding Ping's right hand vigorously rubbed Su Wei's pink breasts through her clothes, while his other hand slipped inside her nightgown, gently moving inwards from the inside of her thighs until he reached her private area. He then lightly pressed her vulva through her panties with his middle and index fingers, and Su Wei began to pant.

Ding Ping heard Su Wei's rapid breathing, "Huff... huff..." and her face slowly flushed. Su Wei's hands gripped Ding Ping's back tightly, letting him advance. Ding Ping's hand slipped under the hem of Su Wei's clothes, ruthlessly caressing her breasts. Feeling that the bra wasn't enough, Ding Ping lifted it up and grasped her pink and full breasts. He felt Su Wei's body getting hotter and hotter, making his palms feel very warm. Ding Ping's strength unconsciously increased, and Su Wei couldn't help but cry out "Ah!"

Ding Ping placed Su Wei on the sofa, pushed her narrow skirt up to her waist, and began to remove her bra, eventually taking off her panties as well. Su Wei's entire body was now fully exposed before him. From this angle, Su Wei's breasts looked large and very firm, with a beautiful and attractive curve. Her pink areolas and small, hard nipples were also very appealing. Ding Ping couldn't resist rushing forward and taking them into his mouth. Su Wei's nipples immediately hardened upon stimulation.

Then, Ding Ping gently kissed Su Wei's neck, shoulders, lower abdomen, and finally her vulva. His tongue was very agile, causing Su Wei to involuntarily twist her lower body to cooperate with his movements. Su Wei seemed to lose control, gripping the sofa cushions and moaning loudly, while her vulva overflowed with fluid.

Ding Ping extended his tongue and lightly licked Su Wei's clitoris. Su Wei couldn't bear this direct stimulation any longer. When Ding Ping licked the small bumps on her mounds, Su Wei moaned loudly with excitement.

Ding Ping buried his head between Su Wei's legs, licking her nipples repeatedly with his tongue while his hands kneaded her breasts. His tongue licked and teased her nipples, occasionally sucking on the small pearls. Su Wei's vagina gushed forth again, and she arched her hips, pressing her vulva against his mouth, moaning, "Oh... Ding Ping... I... I'm about to be licked to death... So good... Mmm..." Su Wei's cheeks

flushed, and she hurriedly pulled his hair, trying to lift his head, but Ding Ping forcefully held her thighs, pushing her skirt up while kissing her. Su Wei said, "No..." but her voice trembled. Ding Ping's entire face was between her legs, kissing the inside of her thighs. Su Wei squeezed her legs together tightly, her whole body trembling.

Ding Ping knelt on the ground, his face still pressed against Su Wei's thighs, his hands on her knees. He pushed her legs apart easily, and Su Wei, whose legs were already trembling, said in a trembling voice, "Don't kiss me anymore... that's enough..." But it had no persuasive power. Instead, Ding Ping's face pressed between her legs, teasing her, and this time the kiss was even deeper.

Su Wei couldn't resist Ding Ping's teasing and was already half-lying on the sofa. Seeing that Su Wei was already intoxicated by his teasing, Ding Ping bent Su Wei's legs and knelt between them, kissing Su Wei's private parts again. Su Wei's eyes were half-closed, and she was breathing deeply, making seductive "humming" sounds. At this moment, Ding Ping pressed Su Wei's thighs down, his tongue already curled into a U-shape and stretched into Su Wei's private parts, constantly pulling in and out, making smacking sounds.

Ding Ping raised his head, hugged Su Wei, pressed her down on the sofa, pressed his mouth against her small mouth, and held her breasts with his hands. She couldn't help but make "ah" sounds. Ding Ping took advantage of the moment when her mouth was slightly open and put his tongue, which had just been kissing her, into her mouth.

Su Wei lay weakly on the sofa, her buttocks raised high. Seeing her sexy buttocks, Ding Ping couldn't resist kissing her vulva again. "No...don't...don't do it again..." Su Wei struggled weakly, but soon she cried out, "Ah...ah..." followed by a moan that sounded like crying.

Seeing that Su Wei was sufficiently aroused, Ding Ping aimed his penis at her vulva and slowly entered from behind. After penetration, Ding Ping noticed Su Wei occasionally twitching, indicating she was still enduring. He gradually increased the speed and depth of his thrusts.

Soon, Su Wei began to moan lewdly: "Oh... um... um... Ding Ping... um... ah... um... no... no... slower... I... um... I... can't... take it anymore... Ding Ping... um... ah... I... am about to come... um... no... no... I'm coming... um... um... ah... um ah... ah..."

Ding Ping suddenly felt his penis being tightly sucked by Su Wei's peach blossom cave, her honey hole throbbing in waves, Su Wei had an orgasm. Ding Ping continued thrusting his penis in and out, his movements becoming increasingly rapid. Su Wei frantically clawed at herself on the sofa, her cries growing more urgent and intense with each thrust: "No... ah... ah... um... Ding Ping... I can't take it anymore... oh... ah... um... no... no... no... um... ah..."

Su Wei's eyes were vacant and dazed from Ding Ping's thrusting. She held Ding Ping's thick back muscles with both hands, pressing him against her breasts, squeezing them flat. She let out muffled moans: "Harder... thrust harder... harder... thrust me... ah... I can't take it anymore... you're going to kill me..." At the same time, she arched her slender waist, trying to push Ding Ping's penis deeper into her vagina.

Ding Ping asked, "Do you like it when you do this to me?" Su Wei moaned, "Ah...I like it...you're making me feel so good...just fuck me to death..."

Ding Ping hugged Su Wei tighter and began thrusting violently again, his penis constantly going in and out of Su Wei's body, occasionally piercing the deepest part of her body, penetrating into her uterus. Su Wei's vagina was being stimulated so intensely that she couldn't help but make "ah-hmm" sounds. Su Wei said, "Stop...stop...I can't take it anymore..."

Ding Ping really stopped, and Su Wei's vagina immediately felt extremely itchy, wanting Ding Ping's penis to relieve the itch, so she abandoned her restraint and said, "You...you really...why did you suddenly stop...you...oh...don't stop...faster...Ding Ping...faster...Ding Ping...fuck me..."

"Sister Su, didn't you tell me to stop?" Ding Ping said in Su Wei's ear.

"I didn't tell you to stop...you...you...you're so bad...hurry up..." Su Wei commanded.

Ding Ping began thrusting again, pulling his penis to the entrance of Su Wei's vagina before plunging it deep inside, reaching her clitoris. Each time, he did this, and Su Wei felt Ding Ping's penetration was incredibly deep, bringing her immense pleasure. Simultaneously, she moved her hips in rhythm with Ding Ping's thrusts, allowing him to penetrate even deeper.

Su Wei, her hair disheveled, cried out ecstatically, her eyes half-closed, a radiant smile on her face. She hooked her legs around Ding Ping's waist, making it easier for him to penetrate further. Moans escaped her lips: "Ah...fuck me...fuck me...fuck me...it feels so good...good Ding Ping...harder...deeper...yes...ah...ah...so beautiful...ah..."

As Ding Ping withdrew, Su Wei lowered her hips, moving her vagina further away from his penis. When Ding Ping thrust in again, she used her legs to pull him closer, allowing for a stronger and deeper penetration.

"Ding Ping... hurry and insert it... I feel so... so good... how can this be... so good... hurry... I'm going to... I'm coming... ah... ah... coming... coming... ah..." With Su Wei's moans, a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from her peach blossom cave, spraying it all over the sofa.

Su Wei closed her eyes, holding Ding Ping tightly, saying, "Ding Ping, I feel so good. I haven't felt this good in all these years since you left."

Ding Ping lay on top of Su Wei, enjoying the afterglow of their orgasm together. After resting for a while, they went to the bathroom to shower together.

Chapter 270 Ding Ping's Suggestion

The five men who had caused trouble for Ding Ping returned and recounted what had happened on the street. The rich young man angrily cursed, "You can't even handle such a small matter? A little policewoman scared five grown men like this!"

"Brother Chang, don't be angry. Under normal circumstances, we can't openly clash with the police. Otherwise, if trouble breaks out, there will be no room for maneuver. Maybe that kid has some kind of background." Another rich young man was clearly more thoughtful than him.

"That kid definitely has some kind of background. With his stupid appearance, how could he get into Northern University?" One of the troublemakers, assuming Ding Ping was a student at the same university as Zhang Shiyu, said, "When we confronted him, he was so scared he couldn't say a word. That girl was quite nice, though, constantly praising us."

"Stop talking!" the rich young man shouted. "Find out that kid's background as quickly as possible!"

Everyone knew he was so angry because he had heard about the girl from Northern University, and they all complained that the man was tactless: he only spoke of things that displeased him, making everyone else suffer the insults.

This young master is none other than the son of Tang Zhenghe, a tycoon who started in real estate and later expanded into commerce, electronics, tourism, and catering. Reliable sources close to him estimate Tang Zhenghe's net worth at nearly 100 billion yuan, but he is a low-profile figure, and little is known about him outside of a select few.

His son, Tang Yongchang, whose name means "eternal prosperity," is a disappointment. Despite his young age, he spends his days indulging in pleasure and neglecting his duties. However, due to his mother's doting affections, he gets everything he wants and is surrounded by countless beautiful women.

Five years ago, at a party, he met Zhang Shiyu by chance and was captivated by her ethereal beauty, but Zhang Shiyu ignored him.

Undeterred, he learned through investigation that Zhang Shiyu treated all men the same way, ignoring them completely. He thought to himself, "With sincerity and my own advantages, how could I not win her over?"

Five years ago, a young man appeared in her life. He had someone give that young man 500,000 yuan to make him leave Zhang Shiyu, but it didn't work. He didn't take it seriously, as he was pursuing another beautiful young woman and couldn't pay much attention to Zhang Shiyu.

Later, he heard that the young man had gone abroad and then had an accident. Tang Yongchang's heart started to stir again. The young woman he was pursuing was beautiful, but her character was too low, which he, an uneducated man, looked down on. In the end, he gave her 300,000 yuan and cut ties, then he went back to pursuing Zhang Shiyu.

But today, a young man appeared in Zhang Shiyu's life. Judging from his clothes, he was a poor young man, and he seemed to be only slightly more educated than her. But so what? Could that feed her or clothe her? Could he provide her with a life of comfort and security like he does for her? How could you be interested in him? And he even told me he was your friend!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, almost to the point of madness: this kid was a student at Northern University, so he couldn't make too much of a fuss, but he could easily cripple him. As long as he did it cleanly and decisively, how could he possibly compete with him then?

People say that lust breeds boundless audacity, and that was absolutely true. Before even figuring out the situation on the other side, he had already made his decision, not even worried about whether he could protect him

. A few days later, the situation was clear: the kid's name was Ding Ping, he had studied at Northern University in his younger days, and was friends with Zhang Shiyu. He had disappeared for two years, and everyone thought he was dead. Now he had suddenly reappeared. He was now working at New Century Company, and no one had found out what kind of background he had.

Tang Yongchang was overjoyed: it was the same kid again. Since he had no background, wouldn't it be easy to handle such a kid?

Someone gave him an idea: "Brother Chang, I think we should send two brothers to talk to him first, give him some money, and tell him to stop contacting Zhang Shiyu."

"That's a good idea, killing two birds with one stone. Giving him three or five hundred thousand yuan isn't a big deal for you, but for Ding Ping, that poor kid, it's an astronomical sum. I'm not afraid he won't agree. This way, Zhang Shiyu will be disappointed in him and learn a lesson: See? Nobody doesn't love money, right? She'll fall into your arms then," another person said.

But one person said, "I remember a few years ago, when Brother Chang wanted to be friends with Zhang Shiyu, he asked me to talk to him once, offering him five hundred thousand yuan, but he didn't agree."

Tang Yongchang said upon hearing this, "That time he didn't give enough. Give him five million, crush him. Let's see if he'll still be tempted?"

"What if he has some background? This method won't work on him. Just like you, Brother Chang, even if I gave you twenty million, you wouldn't give up on Zhang Shiyu, would you?" that person said. He had a good understanding of human nature, but unfortunately, he didn't take the right path.

"That's right, even if you gave me twenty million, it wouldn't work. But we can try first. If it's done, you'll each get a bonus of two hundred thousand." Tang Yongchang pointed at the other two and said, "You and you, get this done."

The next day, Sunday, Ding Ping was still sleeping in Su Wei's bed when his phone rang. Ding Ping saw that it was the company calling. After answering, the office staff told him to come to the company immediately because General Manager Ning Haiyang wanted to see him.

Upon hearing this, Ding Ping quickly got out of bed. Su Wei was only then awakened by Ding Ping's voice. While dressing, Ding Ping said to her, "You should rest well. There's an urgent matter at the company, I have to go. Contact me again if anything comes up."

Su Wei blushed and said, "Okay, you go ahead and do your work, I won't get up."

She had spent almost the entire night making love with Ding Ping. She couldn't remember how many orgasms she had. They started on the sofa, then went to the bathroom to shower. While showering, they made love for nearly two hours. She didn't know where Ding Ping had learned those techniques, from the water to the bathtub, even under the showerhead, and in front of the sink… all of which made Su Wei feel incredibly excited.

Once in bed, things got even more intense. Su Wei was quite proactive, as if trying to make up for the loss of not being with Ding Ping for the past two years. She rode on top of Ding Ping multiple times, riding him freely, and even tried the 69 position several times. She also gave herself to Ding Ping from behind. Although the first time was painful, the second and third times brought her immense pleasure, something she had never imagined before.

Finally, Su Wei's genitals were red and swollen, and she only stopped when even the slightest exertion caused pain. It was already three or four in the morning, and they were both hungry, but she couldn't get up. She had Ding Ping get up and make two bowls of instant noodles before they went to sleep. Ding Ping was woken up by a phone call, and it was already 9:30 the next morning.

Lying in bed, Su Wei recalled the previous night, a happy expression spreading across her face. Her heart was filled with sweetness, and her genitals were wet with fluid. She thought to herself: What if one day I can never see Ding Ping again?

"Forget it, don't think too much about it. Having Ding Ping so many times is already my greatest happiness; I can't ask for too much," Su Wei comforted herself.

After Ding Ping arrived at New Century Company, the office staff hurriedly led him to the general manager's office.

After Ding Ping sat down on the sofa in General Manager Ning's office, General Manager Ning asked, "I heard you've been mainly getting to know the company lately?"

"Yes, General Manager Ning. After assisting them with security and network improvements, I had nothing else to do, so I came to the office to familiarize myself with the company's situation and business." Ding Ping didn't know what he meant, so he answered truthfully.

"How much do you know about the company now?" General Manager Ning continued to ask.

"I've gotten a general understanding, but it's still just scratching the surface."

"Then what are your thoughts on the company?" General Manager Ning persisted.

"I wouldn't call it a thought, just a general understanding." Ding Ping knew he was being tested, to see if he could share his thoughts on the company's operations and existing problems after understanding the situation. Ding Ping, unaware of Ning's intentions, could only reply, "I don't know what aspects you'd like to know, Mr. Ning?" "

Let's chat casually. I'd like to know an outsider's perspective on the company, and what problems exist within it. You've only recently joined the company and have only learned the basics, so you're practically an outsider yourself."

"Then I'll be frank," Ding Ping said. "New Century Company's business is mainly divided into two parts: profit-making and research. Externally, we primarily focus on profit-making, with extensive investments and considerable achievements."

Mr. Ning remained expressionless, as this was common knowledge and nothing particularly noteworthy.

"But the company has been blinded by this impressive performance, failing to see the hidden problems," Ding Ping continued. "That is, the company's research and revenue-generating businesses are not clearly separated. If no problems arise, it's fine, but once problems occur, it's impossible to trace responsibility." "

The problem you raised isn't too significant. Although the company hasn't separated these two businesses yet, we still have a clear division of labor," Mr. Ning interjected.

“Your division of labor is just a business management division within the leadership. There’s a lot of overlap between these two areas, so it can’t be called a true division of labor. I mean completely separating research and revenue. This would make future responsibilities very clear. Everyone would be transparent about how much revenue is generated and how much is invested in research, which would also enhance the sense of responsibility among researchers. In the current situation, if there are no research results or little progress for a long time, the sales staff might feel resentful, which would affect the cohesion of the entire company.”

“What do you think would be a better approach?” President Ning asked.

“This is just my personal opinion. The company’s two vice presidents each have their own strengths. President Shang is steady and is the best manager for investment. President Guan is capable, quick-witted, and has deep scientific and technological knowledge, making him very suitable for managing research work. We just need to clarify the responsibilities between the two of them and delegate the other matters of the company that they currently manage in an overlapping manner to a third party,” Ding Ping said.

“Well said. I’ve had this idea for a while, but I haven’t been able to get confirmation from others. Now that you’ve explained it very clearly, I can offer my opinion.” President Ning was very pleased. It seemed that his idea hadn’t received any support from anyone before. “What do you think you’re best suited for?”

“Me?” Ding Ping didn’t expect President Ning to ask him this. He was clearly taken aback, and then answered without thinking, “I’m definitely not cut out for research. I can only do sales.”

“You’re quite frank. I like your personality. If you can do it, you can do it; if you can’t, you can’t.” President Ning said, “Go back first and continue to familiarize yourself with the company’s business. But this time you need to study it in depth. Next time we meet, I’ll ask you some in-depth questions about the company. Don’t answer ‘no’ to me then.”

Chapter 271 Young Master Tang

“Although I may not be able to answer your question, I will try my best to familiarize myself with the company’s business and thoroughly understand it to lay a foundation for my work.” Ding Ping replied.

He knew that he was definitely going to be in sales. This way, he could deal with various companies and potentially come into contact with people and companies. That would complete half of his task.

After meeting with President Ning, it was almost 11 o'clock. Since it was Sunday, Ding Ping took the bus home. On the way, he received a call from Ouyang Xiaxue, asking if he had finished his work and if he was free to visit her.

Ding Ping thought about how he had been busy since yesterday, leaving Lin Ruyan alone at home. He didn't think Lin Ruyan would say anything if he called now saying he was busy and wouldn't be home, but he felt a little guilty. So he called Ouyang Xiaxue back, saying he was busy today and would contact her later when he was free. Since Ding Ping was on the bus, it wasn't appropriate to discuss her work, so they hung up.

Back home, Lin Ruyan was cooking. Seeing Ding Ping return, she asked, "Finished with work?" "

The company general manager just saw me. I've finished what I needed to do today, so there shouldn't be anything else," Ding Ping replied. He then kissed Lin Ruyan on the cheek. Perhaps because they had just started dating, she was still a little uncomfortable, and her face flushed instantly.

Lin Ruyan quickly finished cooking. During the meal, Ding Ping couldn't help but get handsy again. Lin Ruyan tried to stop him several times, but he wouldn't change. Finally, Lin Ruyan said, "Ding Ping, I'm over forty years old. Many things are different from your views. And for so many years, I've kept myself confined to the very small circle of my family. My thinking is a little out of sync with yours. Even if I wanted to be like you, you have to give me time, let me adjust, right?"

Ding Ping felt she was right. Although there was no longer any distance between them, she was still very much like a young girl, especially when it came to matters of the heart; even the smallest thing would make her blush.

Before they finished their meal, Zhang Shiyu called again. She said the boss of the five people from yesterday had sent others to talk to Ding Ping, but they couldn't find him and had come to Zhang Shiyu instead, asking her to contact Ding Ping.

Ding Ping quickly asked if those people had given her any trouble. Zhang Shiyu said no, they had been very polite to her, saying they only wanted to discuss something with Ding Ping.

Ding Ping agreed over the phone. Zhang Shiyu told him the agreed meeting place and then cautioned, "I don't think they have any ill intentions, but you still need to be careful."

"It's okay, they want to discuss something with me, right? Then there's nothing to worry about," Ding Ping said, not wanting to elaborate, afraid that Zhang Shiyu would worry.

On the way to the meeting place, Ding Ping couldn't understand what they wanted to discuss with him. If it was to stop his relationship with Shiyu, he had rejected her five years ago; what else could they possibly want to discuss?

Upon arriving at the agreed-upon hotel, they found a private room already reserved for Ding Ping. A waiter immediately led him there. Inside, two men greeted him, asking, "Are you Ding Ping?" Ding Ping

nodded and sat down. One of them said, "I met you a few years ago, but you don't remember me."

Ding Ping looked him over carefully and recognized him. He said, "I remember now. Weren't you here to give me money to cut off my contact with Zhang Shiyu?"

"You know what, today's events are related to the two of you," the man said vaguely, without answering Ding Ping's question.

"Fine, just say what you have to say. I know you're not having an easy time either, and I won't make things difficult for you," Ding Ping said bluntly.

“Since you’re so straightforward, I’ll be frank,” the man said. “You met our Young Master Tang yesterday; he’s not a bad person, is he?”

“Well?” Ding Ping hesitated, unsure how to evaluate, before continuing, “If we’re just talking about looks, he’s not that bad.” Ding Ping implied that Tang’s character wasn’t great.

“If he and Zhang Shiyu were to fall in love, do you think he’d be a good match for Miss Zhang?” the man asked.

“It’s not a question of being a good match. If we’re just comparing looks and money, he’s a top choice. But the key is whether Zhang Shiyu is willing.” Ding Ping was always like that; he wouldn’t speak ill of anyone unless that person was truly a notorious villain.

"You're a good person, and what you said is true." The man clearly appreciated Ding Ping's point. "As long as you step back, Young Master Tang will still have a chance. The key point is that Young Master Tang truly loves Miss Zhang Shiyu. If Miss Zhang follows Young Master Tang, her life will definitely be happy."

"We won't discuss their future happiness; that would waste a lot of our time." Ding Ping didn't agree with his point of view at all. If they continued to discuss this issue, it would turn into an argument without any result. Rich people couldn't understand the thoughts of idealistic and ambitious people like Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu. "What I want to know is, what did you two want to see me about today?"

"Fine, since you don't want to hear anything else, I'll be blunt. If you step back from Young Master Tang and Zhang Shiyu, Young Master Tang will give you five million yuan, ten times the amount offered five years ago." The man said.

"Five million is indeed a lot, and very attractive." Ding Ping said, "As I said before, some things money can't buy. Go back and talk to your Young Master Tang. But someone like him won't understand what I'm saying."

"So, you still won't agree?" the man asked.

“If I could be bought with money, Zhang Shiyu wouldn’t love me, and I wouldn’t have waited until now. Didn’t I agree five years ago? You understand what I mean, right?” Ding Ping said.

“I understand. You mean if you don’t agree to this, Miss Zhang Shiyu won’t agree to Tang Shao’s either, right?”

“You’re a smart man. If Tang Shao were like you, he wouldn’t be doing these useless things. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving.” Ding Ping got up to leave.

Seeing Ding Ping’s determination, the man said regretfully, “Five million. How many hours would you have to work to earn that? Maybe you’d never earn it in your entire life?”

A man who hadn’t spoken until now stood up to say something, but was stopped by this man. He said to Ding Ping, “We haven’t eaten yet. Why don’t you eat something with us?”

“Thank you! I’ve already eaten at home.” After saying that, Ding Ping left.

Tang Yongchang was listening to the report from the returning men when he heard that Ding Ping had rejected his terms again. He flew into a rage: "That brat, he's really going to stick with me! 'If he doesn't show his teeth, he'll think he's a sick cat.' Plan this out carefully. By this time next week, I want to see a Ding Ping missing a leg!"

At this moment, the two men who had returned a while ago to investigate Su Wei came forward to report their findings: "Brother Tang, we've found out about that beautiful policewoman's background. She was originally a student at the People's Public Security University of China, named Su Wei. Now she works at our city's Public Security Bureau, I heard she's a cyber police officer or something."

"Send a few men to test her, but don't touch her. After we've dealt with this kid, we'll see how things go with her."

"Brother Tang, should we find out more about the relationship between Ding Ping and Su Wei? I have a feeling there's something unusual about them," said the man who had negotiated with Ding Ping that morning.

"What's there to investigate? Can these two really cause any trouble?" Tang Yongchang said. "However, we need to be thorough. Find a few unfamiliar people who don't live in the Northern City to do it, and send them away immediately afterward."

"We can handle this little thing well, but you'll have to spend some money." "

As long as their payment is reasonable, you can decide. If this is done well, your bonuses will be substantial."

A scheme targeting Ding Ping began, but Tang Yongchang didn't realize that while he was causing trouble for others, he wasn't even considering whether he could actually take advantage of them.

Ding Ping had been inexplicably bothered twice yesterday and today by that so-called Young Master Tang, leaving him very depressed. After leaving the hotel, he wandered aimlessly for a while before calling Zhang Shiyu to reassure her that he and the others had resolved the matter.

Then he thought, "Now that I'm out of the house, I should meet with Ouyang Xiaxue to find out about her situation and discuss our next steps."

Since being discharged from the army and coming to the countryside, Ding Ping hadn't seen her again, and Su Xiaohui and Wu Ke seemed to have disappeared as well.

After receiving Ding Ping's call, Ouyang Xiaxue was overjoyed and immediately told Ding Ping to wait for her where he was, saying she would come to pick him up right away. Just as Ding Ping told her his location and was about to say no, Ouyang Xiaxue had already hung up the phone. Ding Ping could only shake his head helplessly.

Half an hour later, Ouyang Xiaxue arrived in her car. The first thing Ding Ping asked after getting in was, "Where did you get this car?"

"I got used to using cars in the army, and it's really impossible to get around without one now. So, in less than three days, I managed to get this car. It's not very high-end, but it's quite convenient for getting around," Ouyang Xiaxue said. Then she asked him, "How are things going?"

Ding Ping told her about his situation at New Century Company and his encounter with that Tang Shao. Finally, he said, "I don't know what the company will assign me yet, but judging from this morning's events, it's definitely going to be sales. This will make it easier for me to connect with people and the group."

"Many rich kids these days have a lack of proper upbringing and family education, leading to a 'money is everything' mentality. We can't just blame these kids," Ouyang Xiaxue said. "You said that rich kid's surname is Tang?" "

Yes, his people call him Tang Shao, so his surname must be Tang," Ding Ping said.

Ouyang Xiaxue said excitedly, "This rich young master's surname is Tang. He spent an astonishing five million in one go. What kind of family background can afford such a large sum?"

"You mean he might be Tang Zhenghe's son?" Ding Ping immediately thought of the president of Renhe Company after being reminded.

"Definitely. Haven't you thought about this before?" Ouyang Xiaxue asked.

"..." Ding Ping scratched his head and didn't speak.

"This is called being too concerned. You need to pay attention to this in the future. You have to eliminate any emotional factors in your work, otherwise you won't even know why you failed." Ouyang Xiaxue said.

"You're right. I really didn't think about it this time because I get annoyed just thinking about him." Ding Ping's greatest strength is his ability to humbly accept anyone's opinion, whether it's his superior, subordinate, or stranger. This is why he has become an excellent person.

"Then, could you split your efforts into two lines? One is to contact Tang Zhenghe through company business, and the other is to contact Tang Zhenghe through that Tang Shao." Ouyang Xiaxue said.

“Yes, let’s use Young Master Tang as one of our breakthrough points. It might even have a surprising effect.” Ding Ping’s spirits lifted.

“It seems you’re both lucky and unlucky,” Ouyang Xiaxue said with a smile. “You’ve found a girlfriend, and now you have such a wealthy young master competing with you. If it weren’t for your own exceptional qualities and Shiyu’s special nature, you would have lost this battle for love. But you’ve turned misfortune into blessing, giving you the opportunity to get close to the highest levels of the company and people. That Young Master Tang, you should treat him well.”

“Young Master Tang! If he really is Tang Zhenghe’s son, whether he can avoid trouble depends on his true nature,” Ding Ping said.

Chapter 272 Arriving at Ouyang Xiaxue’s Home

“How are you doing?” After Ding Ping finished explaining his situation, he asked Ouyang Xiaxue.

“My situation is pretty good, not as complicated as yours. I got a job at a private company. Maybe the boss values me because I’m a woman, plus my background and my master’s degree. You can tell my status in the company by the fact that I can drive.” Ouyang Xiaxue said, “However, I did contribute to him. I used the technology that was declassified in the military in his company, which saved him over a million yuan. That shut up the people who were against me.”

“Yes, it’s easier to work in a private company. As long as you have skills and ability, no matter how young or new you are, you can be valued. But it’s different in state-owned enterprises. Seniority matters there.” Ding Ping sighed.

“What do you want to eat tonight?” Ouyang Xiaxue asked.

“Anything is fine. You know I’m not picky.”

“Then let’s go to the North City Restaurant.” Ouyang Xiaxue turned the car around and headed north of the city. Ding Ping, just like a few years ago, knew very little about the city’s restaurants. He just let Ouyang Xiaxue have her way without saying a word.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Ding Ping was taken aback. He hadn't expected the North City Hotel to be so large and upscale.

"Just the two of us need to come to a place like this for a meal?" Ding Ping remarked.

"I'm treating you, not just for a meal, right?" Ouyang Xiaxue said with a smile. "Don't you care about ambiance at all?"

"Even if I care about ambiance, I don't need to come to a place like this. Many small places have just as good ambiance." The usually frugal Ding Ping was still somewhat bothered by Ouyang Xiaxue's approach.

"If it were anyone else, even if I asked them to eat at a street stall, I wouldn't agree. But it's you I'm treating," Ouyang Xiaxue said with a smile.

Ding Ping didn't say anything more. He wasn't a rigid person; regarding things he disapproved of but weren't a big deal about, he would at most offer his opinion.

After sitting down in a small private room, Ouyang Xiaxue asked Ding Ping, "Do you know who owns this restaurant?"

Ding Ping was about to casually say, "Who would know?" but then he realized that since Ouyang Xiaxue had asked this question, it must be related to him. Otherwise, why would he need to know who owned the place he was eating at?

"It's Tang Zhenghe's!" Ding Ping answered, quite confidently.

"I finally know you're still the same Ding Ping," Ouyang Xiaxue said. "I thought you hadn't recovered yet."

Ding Ping felt ashamed inwardly. If she hadn't criticized him in the car earlier, and he was still in the state he was in before meeting her, he would definitely have answered that he didn't know. Ding Ping

looked around the private room and said, "Judging from the facilities here, Tang Zhenghe is not a simple person; he's a perfectionist. But how could he have such a terrible son?"

"That's not hard to understand. The first generation of entrepreneurs endured a lot of hardship, and they don't want their children to suffer the same way. This leads to some bad habits of the second generation of rich kids," Ouyang Xiaxue said.

"Let's not talk about him. How are things going with you, Su Xiaohui, and Wu Ke?" Ding Ping returned to his work.

"Those two are currently in Hong Kong investigating the periphery of Enron Corporation, checking its employees. At first, they thought they'd find some clues, right?" Ouyang Xiaxue said. "But so far, they haven't found anything. I heard it's quite bizarre; they've reported it to the highest levels, which has attracted their attention. There's still no movement, but a decision might be made in the next couple of days."

Ding Ping couldn't help but be moved upon hearing this. "Is it really that troublesome? Otherwise, it wouldn't have alarmed the highest levels. But it can't be more serious than the situation in Tiannan City, can it?"

"I heard it's much more serious," Ouyang Xiaxue said. "The highest levels are worried that your strength isn't enough, so they're preparing to use the 'Dragon Group,' sending them out, with our cooperation."

"Don't talk nonsense," Ding Ping stopped Ouyang Xiaxue. "'Dragon Group' is a top secret in China; it's best not to discuss it in this kind of setting. Where did you hear this from? How come I don't know anything about it?"

"Who are you? With your personality, what could you possibly know? Don't say such things. We've been together for so long; do you even know anything about my situation?" Ouyang Xiaxue said somewhat resentfully.

"What's that all about? Is it wrong for me to ask about your situation? Isn't that touching on your privacy?" Ding Ping quickly coaxed.

At this moment, the food they ordered arrived. Although Ouyang Xiaxue had some complaints about Ding Ping, she still understood the importance of certain things. After receiving Ding Ping's warning, she stopped talking about what had just happened. The two of them listened to the soft music in the private room and drank red wine, which was indeed very romantic.

The meal lasted for over two hours. Since Ding Ping doesn't drink much, Ouyang Xiaxue drank more than half a bottle of red wine by herself. Ding Ping told her she didn't need to finish it, but she wouldn't listen. She felt a little

dizzy when they left the hotel, so Ding Ping insisted she not drive and hailed a taxi to her home. Ding Ping was quite surprised by the furnishings of Ouyang Xiaxue's home. While not particularly luxurious, it was still quite extraordinary. After helping the slightly dizzy Ouyang Xiaxue sit on the sofa, Ding Ping poured her a glass of water and asked, "Is this your home?"

Ouyang Xiaxue put her arm around Ding Ping and replied, "Yes, so far, you're the first man outside of my family to enter this house. What? Don't you believe me?" Ouyang Xiaxue looked at Ding Ping's astonished face and asked again.

"I believe what you say, but I didn't expect you to have such a nice house. Are you from Beifang City?"

"Finally, you're starting to ask about my background?" Ouyang Xiaxue looked at Ding Ping and asked.

Ding Ping smiled but didn't say anything.

“My family is from Beifang City, wouldn’t you say I’m from Beifang City?” Ouyang Xiaxue said. “My uncle is a leader in the Ministry of State Security, so what he said earlier is all true. I heard it from him by chance. This house was part of my dowry, meaning it was a gift from my family.”

“It seems your family treats you quite well,” Ding Ping said, his hands beginning to move over Ouyang Xiaxue’s body.

By now it was completely dark, and Ding Ping led Ouyang Xiaxue into her bedroom.

Ouyang Xiaxue’s bedroom was decorated very tastefully. Ding Ping remembered how she was particular about the atmosphere when eating, knowing she was a very romantic person. He was surprised he hadn’t noticed this before; perhaps it was the impression of a tough, gritty life in the military. Ding

Ping first turned on the air conditioner, then turned on a large bedside lamp. The light shone through the pink lampshade, casting a soft glow on Ouyang Xiaxue. In this light, Ouyang Xiaxue looked even more beautiful than during the day.

Ding Ping gently placed the slightly drunk Ouyang Xiaxue on the bed and helped her lie down. He then sat down beside her and reached out to touch her.

Ouyang Xiaxue, still somewhat intoxicated, felt a tremor run through her body when Ding Ping sat before her and his hand touched her skin. Having not seen

Ding Ping for over ten days, she couldn't help but grasp his hand, placing it on her breasts. Her body naturally became aroused, and her clitoris began to moisten.

Ding Ping's hand moved over Ouyang Xiaxue's body through her clothes, from her chest to her thighs, then stopping between her legs. Ouyang Xiaxue felt waves of pleasure washing over her, and she began to pant.

After about ten minutes, the room warmed up, and Ding Ping began to undress her. As he removed her clothes, Ouyang Xiaxue's body trembled, and she began to moan. She felt a hot, sticky substance seeping from between her legs, making her panties wet and sticky. Her trembling turned into a shiver, and her genitals overflowed with fluid.

Ding Ping's hand reached between Ouyang Xiaxue's legs, stroking them through her panties. Soon, the wetness on her panties grew larger and larger, eventually soaking the front. As Ding Ping's movements intensified, Ouyang Xiaxue tightly clamped her legs together, seemingly trapping his hand inside. Her moans grew louder.

When Ding Ping's fingers pressed against the small bumps on the mounds of Ouyang Xiaxue's genitals, rotating and rubbing them, he felt a surge of heat flowing from her body. Although the panties obscured his view, his fingers could clearly feel the moisture and heat there.

Ouyang Xiaxue gripped Ding Ping's hand tightly between her legs, pressing it down, and with a long moan, she reached the peak of pleasure.

"Xia Xue, why did you get here so quickly?" Ding Ping asked in her ear.

"You're my nemesis. I can't control myself when I see you," Ouyang Xia Xue said breathlessly. "Hurry up and take off your clothes too. I want you."

Ding Ping quickly took off his clothes, his thick penis erect, and went to the bed. Ouyang Xia Xue's hand reflexively reached out and grasped Ding Ping's hot penis. She could clearly feel the heat and throbbing of Ding Ping's penis. Ouyang Xia Xue stared at his magnificent penis with a dazed expression.

Ding Ping's hand went around to the back of Ouyang Xia Xue's head and gently pulled her head toward his hot penis. When her mouth touched the tip of his penis, she involuntarily opened her mouth and took it in. Ding Ping let out a soft moan of extreme pleasure, which Ouyang Xia Xue found very pleasing to the ear. She let Ding Ping's penis go deeper into her mouth, taking in as much of it as possible, and smelled the man's scent in her nose.

The scent made Ouyang Xiaxue dizzy. She quickly hugged Ding Ping's waist and gently moved her tongue. Just then, Ding Ping pushed her down, removed the thin panties covering her body, and pressed down on her, grasping her breasts with the affectionate gesture of a child clinging to its mother. Her breasts were stimulated with pleasure, and the sensation spread throughout her body like ripples. Her breasts, having been gently caressed by Ding Ping's tongue and fingers for a long time, were completely engorged, with tiny, seemingly bluish veins radiating from the red skin.

"Oh... ah..."

As Ouyang Xiaxue's suppressed moans echoed in the bedroom, her inner thighs were completely wet. Ouyang Xiaxue, overwhelmed by pleasure and an uncontrollable feeling, kept writhing, squeezing out wet fluid from between her thighs, which continuously soaked her buttocks and the sheets below. March

15th, Chapter 273: Ding Ping's Appointment.

Ding Ping continued kissing Ouyang Xiaxue's full, beautiful breasts while moving one hand down to her lower abdomen, stroking the pubic hair that had grown back after shaving. Ouyang Xiaxue's clitoris was already wet, her engorged vulva bulging. As Ding Ping's fingers touched it, Ouyang Xiaxue's body convulsed and wrapped around him.

Ding Ping gently stroked upwards along Ouyang Xiaxue's cleavage, her moans slowly growing louder: "Mmm...ah...oh..." Her large, elastic breasts swayed, the honey-like fluid seeping from her lower body wetting Ding Ping's fingertips. Ding Ping's palm covered her lower body and pressed towards her lower abdomen.

"Ah...ya..." Due to the increased pressure, Ouyang Xiaxue's small, protruding nipples were almost deformed, generating intense pleasure that rushed to her brain. "Ah...oh..."

Ouyang Xiaxue twisted her body as she reached out and grabbed Ding Ping's penis. She could feel it firmly in her hand; the penis throbbed incessantly in her grasp. Remembering the powerful penis penetrating her, Ouyang Xiaxue trembled involuntarily.

She felt Ding Ping increase the pressure, which pressed against her swollen clitoris, causing her to let out soft screams. But she wasn't idle; her hand continued to rub Ding Ping's penis.

Ouyang Xiaxue realized it had been a long time since she had been with Ding Ping, and she seemed to have almost forgotten the pleasure of their lovemaking. Therefore, she now had a strong desire. Seeing the naked Ding Ping made her body heat up.

Ouyang Xiaxue thus entered a vortex of excitement. With this intensification, she gripped Ding Ping's penis tighter and rubbed it faster.

"Mmm! Mmm..."

Ding Ping also hummed happily, his moans mingling with Ouyang Xiaxue's, creating a strangely alluring atmosphere in the room that made one's blood boil. The two of them working together quickly propelled them toward a blissful state.

Ding Ping stepped back, his fingers, which had been playing with Ouyang Xiaxue's thighs, stopping abruptly. He squatted down, sitting between her legs. Her vulva was wet, as if about to drip dew.

"Sister Xiaxue, your sister is so beautiful!"

Hearing this, a surge of pleasure rushed through Ouyang Xiaxue's heart. She involuntarily squeezed her legs together, letting out a loud "Ah!" as another gush of fluid gushed from her vulva. Ding Ping hadn't expected Ouyang Xiaxue to be so sensitive, to react so strongly to his words.

At this moment, Ouyang Xiaxue's entire body trembled, her exquisitely shaped breasts heaving violently. Ding Ping's gaze focused on the base of her parted thighs, squatting close enough to see between her thighs. He gently touched her vulva with two fingers, his fingers immediately becoming covered in her nectar, emanating Ouyang Xiaxue's unique fragrance. Ding Ping suddenly took Ouyang Xiaxue's trembling, bean-sized protrusion between her pubic hairs into his mouth and sucked on it with considerable force.

"Ah...ah..." Ouyang Xiaxue couldn't help but cry out, as if her entire vulva was about to be sucked into Ding Ping's mouth, pressing her burning vulva against Ding Ping's face. Seeing her writhing body, Ding Ping stroked her twitching petals with his fingers. The area around the vulva had become a wet swamp due to the constant flow of fluid from within. Ding Ping's mouth made a slurping sound as he sucked, which was very jarring but also brought Ouyang Xiaxue immense pleasure.

Ding Ping joined two fingers together and inserted them deep into Ouyang Xiaxue's vulva.

"Ah! Ugh...oh..." Ouyang Xiaxue's body writhed greatly as Ding Ping's two fingers rubbed against the hot and slightly rough walls of her vulva. This alone made Ouyang Xiaxue unbearably itchy, and her most sensitive clitoris was constantly being sucked by Ding Ping. Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, Ouyang Xiaxue let out a sharp, joyful cry, then began to sob.

As Ding Ping's fingers writhed and his tongue slid, Ouyang Xiaxue was nearing the peak of her climax. "Ah...I can't take it anymore! I want you...Ding Ping...come on..."

There was something more Ouyang Xiaxue wanted than fingers or tongue: the steel-like penis throbbing within Ding Ping's lower body. The pleasure it brought was incomparable to anything else.

"Ah...oh...I'm about to lose it...I can't hold back...I can't take it anymore...give it to me..."

Ding Ping, at Ouyang Xiaxue's request, inserted his thick penis into her ever-itchy flower.

"Mmm..." Ouyang Xiaxue let out a sound that seemed incongruous with her beautiful face, a sound of pleasure as she received the man's thick penis.

Ouyang Xiaxue cried from the very beginning, wrapping her beautiful long legs around Ding Ping's strong waist, her hands tightly around his neck, desperately arching her back and rotating in rhythm with his vigorous thrusting.

"Ah...good..." Ouyang Xiaxue knew what she was saying, but couldn't remember what she had said. The words Ouyang Xiaxue spoke were the true feelings that her instincts made her say. "More...more...ah...so beautiful! So good...harder...harder...yes! Faster! Give it to me..."

As Ding Ping forcefully inserted his penis, besides Ouyang Xiaxue's cries, her vulva also emitted an extremely beautiful sound of genitals colliding. Ouyang Xiaxue forgot everything, completely drowning in the pleasure of sex.

In the even slipperier Peach Blossom Cave, Ding Ping's hot penis continued to pound against Ouyang Xiaxue's flower bud, and the final moment was approaching.

"Ugh, hurry up! Hurry... It's so good! I... I'm going to die! Ah! I can't take it anymore... Come on! Come on! I'm going to cum... I'm cumming! Ah... Come on..."

As if to make up for the loneliness of not seeing each other for more than ten days, Ouyang Xiaxue went crazy: "I'm cumming... Ah... Coming... Ah... I'm cumming..."

Ding Ping's hands gripped Ouyang Xiaxue's beautiful round buttocks tightly, lifting her waist high. She began to tremble as if she had been waiting for this moment, her hands tightly hugging Ding Ping's back with great strength, her legs tightly binding the hot male root inserted into her peach blossom cave, her hips thrusting violently, and finally, Ouyang Xiaxue let out a series of moans, enjoying the continuous surge of orgasmic pleasure.

The next day, Ding Ping went directly from Ouyang Xiaxue's house to his workplace. As he approached, he had a strange feeling, as if someone was watching him. He didn't feel any danger, but he was certain he was being followed. Ding Ping used his internal energy to survey his surroundings and discovered two people were watching him. He guessed they were probably sent by Tang Yongchang, Zhang Shiyu's suitor, but he didn't take them seriously.

After arriving at work, Ding Ping finished cleaning and boiling water. This was a habit of his. Even though he was a deputy battalion commander in the army, he never let others do these things for him unless he was away for a few days. He believed: if a person can't even clean their own office, what can they do? He greatly admired the ancient saying: "If you can't sweep a room, how can you sweep the world?"

At that moment, the office staff informed Ding Ping that he needed to attend a meeting in the manager's conference room at nine o'clock.

Ding Ping checked the time; it was 8:40. His military upbringing instilled in him a habit of punctuality. After doing a few other things, he arrived at the manager's conference room at 8:50. He pushed open the door and saw seven or eight people, including General Manager Ning, already seated. Upon seeing Ding Ping enter, one of the men, who appeared to be in his late forties, said, "You must be Ding Ping? Why are you so late?"

Ding Ping didn't recognize the man, but since he was there and even scolded him, he must be either the meeting organizer or someone in charge of that area. He habitually checked his old watch from his military days; it was 8:58. He wasn't late.

"I'm sorry, leaders. The office notified me that the meeting was at 9:00. I didn't know it was earlier, so I'm late," Ding Ping said.

General Manager Ning smiled and said, "The meeting wasn't earlier, and you weren't late either; you're very punctual. Things are different here than in the military. We usually arrive 10 or 20 minutes early for meetings. Please have a seat."

Ding Ping's expression changed to one of understanding, and he sat down at the very end of the table without saying anything.

Then, the person who had first blamed Ding Ping for being late began to speak: "Our company is holding a special meeting today. Before we begin, I'd like to introduce a new member of our team."

At this point, General Manager Ning interjected, "Let me just say this: let me introduce this person, Ding Ping, who came in last."

Ding Ping hadn't expected them to be talking about him. Hearing General Manager Ning mention his name, he stood up and habitually saluted, eliciting laughter from everyone.

"Ding Ping just returned from military service and joined our company. On his first day, he solved two major problems for our company. I want to emphasize that he's not just a soldier; he's also a highly educated individual," General Manager Ning continued. "Ding Ping enlisted with a postdoctoral degree and made significant contributions in the military. Because our company needed talent like him, he returned from military service to work here." Ding

Ping was increasingly surprised, unable to understand why General Manager Ning would say such things.

After General Manager Ning stopped speaking, the person who had started continued, "That concludes the introduction of Ding Ping's situation. Now, let Ding Ping introduce himself to everyone present. I know you already know General Manager Ning, General Manager Shang, and General Manager Guan. Let me introduce myself first. My name is He Xiaolin, the company's Deputy Secretary, in charge of Party affairs and logistics."

He then introduced the other people: Shangguan Ping, the head of the company's Discipline Inspection Team; Hua Rong (female), the chairman of the labor union; and Han Jiang, the director of the office.

After introducing everyone, he stated that the meeting mainly covered three topics. To Ding Ping's surprise, two of them were related to him: first, the appointment of Ding Ping as the company's Assistant General Manager; second, a major adjustment to the company's operations; and third, increased investment and strengthened resources in new energy and bioengineering.

This decision was sudden and bold. Although New Century Company was a corporation, it was equivalent to a ministerial-level unit in terms of rank. Appointing Ding Ping as Assistant General Manager would make him a vice-ministerial level official. Rank aside, it was quite astonishing that Ding Ping, an 18-year-old demobilized soldier, wouldn't be appointed Assistant General Manager upon joining New Century Company.

However, everyone had clearly already approved Ding Ping's appointment; this meeting was merely an announcement. The focus of the meeting was on the adjustment of the company's business, namely the separation of research and development from operations. This involved various departments, personnel, organizations, and functions, and this alone took almost a whole day. It wasn't until 4 PM that a unified plan was reached. Once the second item was completed, the third item was easier to handle; it only required finalizing personnel and funding amounts.

Chapter 274: Direct Conflict .

Ding Ping assisted Deputy General Manager Guan Ronghong in managing operations, primarily overseeing the security of investment activities. Shang Hui was responsible for research, and everyone else was responsible for their respective tasks. The goal was to complete the separation of the two major areas as quickly as possible and get to their respective jobs.

Because New Century Company's research on new energy and bioengineering is a state secret project, it is inherently confidential. Therefore, the changes in New Century Company's operations and business were not announced to the public and were handled internally.

Finally, General Manager Ning stated, "Our company's transformation was a decision made after approval from the State Council and research by the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission and the National Development and Reform Commission. Ding Ping's appointment was also approved by relevant leaders. From today onwards, business operations and new energy research will be completely separated, and tasks and responsibilities will be clearly defined. We will no longer be troubled by issues such as funding, tasks, and achievements. In other words, investment operations will only focus on making money, and research will only focus on spending money. How much money the investment department has earned, how much the research department has spent, and how much achievement it has made will be immediately clear."

After General Manager Ning finished speaking, everyone wanted to express their commitment, but Ding Ping remained silent. He was not yet fully aware of the company's overall operations, and besides, he had Vice General Manager Shang Hui above him.

After the meeting, the office director stopped Ding Ping, saying that his office had been cleaned, room number 1706, and gave him a key, asking him to check if anything was missing. Ding Ping said there was no need to look, just follow the company's rules.

Just then, Su Wei suddenly sent a message: Where are you? Is something wrong? I want to talk to you.

Ding Ping replied: At work, I'll be online on QQ in a bit.

Ding Ping went to his office. It was probably prepared in advance; the office facilities were quite complete, and Ding Ping couldn't see anything missing. He went to his desk, turned on his computer, and went on QQ.

Su Wei was already waiting online.

Ding Ping sent a message: What's up?

Su Wei: Nothing much, just wanted to chat.

Ding Ping: Where are you now?

Su Wei: I'm at work too. Did they give you any trouble?

Ding Ping: Yesterday, two of them came and demanded that I break off my relationship with Shi Yu, promising to give me five million.

Su Wei: That's a considerable sum. What did you say?

Ding Ping: What could I say? These rich kids think money is everything.

Su Wei: That's just how society is these days. There's a saying among us girls: "It's better to marry well than to work hard." Your beautiful girl is an exception; cherish her.

Ding Ping: That's true. Girls like Shiyu are indeed rare.

Su Wei: To be honest, I like you too, let alone men. Okay, enough chit-chat, let's get down to business. I don't know how things are on your end, but someone's been trying to find out about me.

Ding Ping: This is a business, not like the police. We're not very vigilant here. Even if someone's trying to find out about me, they won't tell me. But I know they're watching me.

Su Wei: That's why I contacted you. Knowing someone was inquiring about me, I knew it was related to you, and it turns out that's true. Someone who can casually pull out five million isn't a simple person.

Ding Ping: I understand, thank you!

Su Wei: Why are you being so polite? I'm logging off. I mainly wanted to tell you about what's happening on my end, to warn you to be careful. It's inconvenient to say this over the phone, but you already know. But you still need to be careful. These people's mentality is different from ordinary people; you can't treat them like normal situations.

Ding Ping: I really underestimated them. Thank you for reminding me! Goodbye!

Su Wei: Goodbye!

Ding Ping fell into deep thought: Those people investigated Su Wei mainly to find out about her background and see if they could touch her. This shows that the situation is quite serious; they might be planning a big move to make such preparations.

Ding Ping decided to tell Zhang Shiyu the truth. Although it might scare her, it's better for her to be mentally prepared.

A little after five o'clock, assuming Zhang Shiyu had finished class, Ding Ping called her and told her about the situation.

"What does this mean?" Zhang Shiyu asked after hearing what Ding Ping said.

"We've had so many things happen with that young master Tang, and Su Wei happened to run into him the day before yesterday and helped me. Putting all this together, what does it mean?" Ding Ping prompted her.

"Because she helped us? Those people are going to investigate her? What do they want?" Zhang Shiyu understood somewhat.

"Do you understand?" Ding Ping said, "That Tang Yongchang doesn't want me to associate with you. Those guys deliberately caused me trouble last time, and Su Wei happened to pass by, ruining his plan.

They must know my situation. I'm just a poor kid with no connections, so I wouldn't normally be a problem. But because of Su Wei, they're wary of me. So yesterday, they came to me through you, offering five million to make me leave you, which I refused. Now they're investigating Su Wei to see if she has any powerful connections and whether they can touch her.

Su Wei just told me about this. With her professional police instincts, she sensed something was amiss and realized the problem was with me, so she gave me a heads-up.

Su Wei, like me, is from a poor family. What connections could she possibly have? She's just an ordinary policewoman. This is no problem for Tang Yongchang. I think he's about to go all out against me."

Hearing this, Zhang Shiyu's face turned pale: "What can we do? I know those rich kids; they're capable of anything."

“It’s nothing, I can handle it. I’m worried about you, I’m afraid they might do something to you,” Ding Ping said.

“You don’t know, those people are worse than animals. I have a classmate, she’s also a good friend of mine, she’s very beautiful, and a rich guy kept pursuing her. At first she ignored him, but he didn’t give up. Later, my classmate was moved and agreed to date him. Two months later, that rich guy found a new lover. When my classmate confronted him, he said, ‘Who do you think you are? I pursued you because I made a bet with someone. That person said you never paid attention to people like us, and I didn’t believe it. In the end, he lost. Now you have food and drink, what more do you want?’ Later, he even asked her to go with his friend, saying that the other guy had taken a liking to her. Don’t you think that kind of person is a beast? My classmate resolutely left him, but felt she could no longer stay at home, so she dropped out of school and went south to work. And she was the best student in our high school, she could have gone to a university in the north like me, and her life was ruined just like that.” “

Don’t worry about me. I’ve been thinking of the best way to solve the problem. In the meantime, you must be careful and make sure nothing happens.” After hearing Zhang Shiyu’s words, Ding Ping finally understood why she hated these rich kids so much, and he gave her this advice.

Zhang Shiyu thought Ding Ping was comforting her. How could a poor boy like him fight against those people? Even though Ding Ping had made some friends in the army, he still couldn't compare to Tang Yongchang. At the same time, she knew that all of this was her fault; otherwise, Ding Ping wouldn't be in this mess.

"How about I agree to befriend Tang Yongchang?" she wanted to sacrifice herself to prevent Ding Ping from taking danger.

"You absolutely can't do that. You won't be able to later, even if you want to. Also, take care of yourself and don't worry about me." Ding Ping understood her meaning. Having someone willing to sacrifice everything for you is enough for a lifetime! His spirits soared: "Dealing with someone like Tang Yongchang is more than enough for me. I'm just thinking about how to solve the problem once and for all."

Being humble is important, but never backing down in the face of adversity—this was Ding Ping's principle.

Although Zhang Shiyu heard Ding Ping's words on the phone, she felt he was like a different person. She could hear the compelling heroism in his words, a far cry from his previous weak image, and she couldn't help but believe that Ding Ping could do what he said.

"Do you want to see me fight someone?" Ding Ping asked Zhang Shiyu on the phone. Having made up his mind, he was about to take the initiative.

"Why would I fight for no reason?" Zhang Shiyu wondered what he was up to.

"It's not that I'm looking for a fight, it's that others are looking for me. Now, as soon as I step out of the company gate and walk a short distance, someone will come looking for me," Ding Ping explained.

Zhang Shiyu understood now: "Are you so sure?"

"If I couldn't even see that, I wouldn't be Ding Ping."

Hearing Ding Ping's confident words, his tone revealing fearlessness, and given that Ding Ping had served in the special forces, she felt confident too: "Sure, but how can I watch you fight?"

"If you're free, come to my company now, and we'll go out together."

"Okay, you wait, I'll come to your company." Zhang Shiyu didn't care that her exam was coming up.

Around six o'clock, Zhang Shiyu arrived. Ding Ping was waiting in the guardhouse. As soon as she arrived, the two of them walked out.

After walking about fifty meters to the left from the gate, Ding Ping said to Zhang Shiyu, "Look to your left."

Zhang Shiyu slowly looked from her left front to her back.

"Do you see two men together?" Ding Ping asked after she looked away.

"Yes, they seem to be waiting for someone. Is something wrong?"

"They are the ones watching me at the gate. The message that we came out has been sent out, and there must be several people waiting for us ahead."

"How did you know?" Zhang Shiyu asked suspiciously.

"When they saw us come out, their excitement relieved their anxiety about waiting, and the way they looked at me had the excitement of a hunter spotting prey. I deduced it from these unusual physiological phenomena."

"You're that good? That doesn't seem like something an ordinary person could do."

"You haven't discovered what I'm even better at yet. I'll show you what real skill is in a moment." Ding Ping deliberately spoke to her in this tone to dispel her tension and fear. Although she trusted Ding Ping, she was still very nervous.

Just as Ding Ping had predicted, as they continued walking towards the revolution for a while and reached a relatively secluded spot, four men wearing sunglasses emerged from a small alley and approached them.

Zhang Shiyu, realizing they were after Ding Ping, nervously grabbed his hand. Ding Ping smiled at her, reassuring her not to worry, and then walked forward fearlessly.

The four men surrounded Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu at a clever angle, blocking all of Ding Ping's escape routes.

Seeing this, Ding Ping thought to himself: "These aren't just ordinary thugs; they have some professional knowledge. It seems Tang Yongchang has spent a lot of money; it's not just about teaching me a lesson."

Sure enough, just as Zhang Shiyu was about to speak, they attacked. One of the men directly opposite Ding Ping threw a punch at his head, while another on his right swung a wooden stick at his legs. The other two firmly blocked Ding Ping's retreat.

Chapter 275 Ding Ping's Counterattack

If Ding Ping's legs were hit, just one blow would mean he could never stand again.

Ding Ping witnessed all of this, and his anger flared: to cripple someone over something as trivial as having a girlfriend—their intentions were despicable.

He showed no mercy, slightly swaying his upper body to dodge the incoming fists, while simultaneously grabbing the wooden stick with his right hand and snatching it away. With lightning speed, he struck the four men.

Zhang Shiyu hadn't even recovered from her shock when she heard a series of "smacks," followed by four screams. She saw the four men fall to the ground, clutching their legs. Though they didn't cry out, the pain on their faces indicated severe injuries.

"You need to get to the hospital immediately. Get them to the hospital within thirty minutes. Your legs can be saved, but you'll be bedridden for three months. Remember, this is only because I'm showing mercy. Otherwise, from now on, you'll never be able to stand again. Also, tell the person who sent you that I'm letting him go this time, but if he assaults me again, I'll make him regret it."

With that, Ding Ping pulled Zhang Shiyu into a taxi and drove her home, constantly comforting her along the way.

Back home, to Lin Ruyan's surprise, she quickly asked, "Shiyu, aren't you very busy with your studies? How come you have time to come back now?"

Ding Ping smiled and answered for Zhang Shiyu, "I asked her to come back; I have an urgent matter that I need her help with."

Lin Ruyan said, "Oh, is that so? I thought something had happened." She then went into the kitchen to cook.

Zhang Shiyu then spoke, "Did you know that associating with me would cause a lot of trouble ever since you met Tang Yongchang that day?"

"Who told you to be so beautiful? Having a friend as beautiful as you is bound to cause trouble; it's not surprising," Ding Ping said with a smile.

"You knew it could be troublesome, but you didn't tell me. Were you afraid Tang Yongchang would do something to harm me?"

"Yes, he can't do anything to me, but I'm afraid he might target you." Ding Ping knew that once Zhang Shiyu connected the dots of recent events, she would understand the cause and effect.

"Based on your performance today, I believe in your abilities. What surprised me was their ruthlessness; they were trying to cripple your legs." Zhang Shiyu also saw through their intentions. "That's why I didn't hold back, leaving those four in the hospital for a while. It was also a warning to Tang Yongchang, to let him know I'm not someone to be trifled with," Ding Ping said.

"But you still showed mercy. You said it yourself, and those six knew it too," Zhang Shiyu said. "Why did you show mercy? If it weren't for your skills, you would never be able to stand again."

"Those four are just thugs. Even if you killed them, it wouldn't matter. Our focus is on Tang Yongchang. If he backs down, that's fine; otherwise, I'll make sure he never rests in peace."

"I wish I could kill him right now," Zhang Shiyu suddenly cried. "He almost ruined my life."

Ding Ping knew that Zhang Shiyu was still very frightened. If something really happened to Ding Ping, she would be heartbroken and regretful for the rest of her life.

Ding Ping held her hands tightly: "Keep your voice down, don't let your mother hear. We'll both be fine, everything will be alright. There's no need to get angry over someone like Tang Yongchang."

Hearing Ding Ping's words, she remembered her mother in the kitchen and stopped crying.

"This morning you said you had a classmate who dropped out of school because of a setback and went to work in the south, is that true?" Ding Ping changed the subject and asked.

"Yes, why are you asking?"

"If she's a person with ideals and aspirations, if she still wants to go to school and is willing to do so, I can help her."

"Really!" Zhang Shiyu asked in surprise, then her spirits dampened: "But how will you help her?"

"You don't need to worry about that, I have a way." Ding Ping said, "Contact her, she doesn't need to go back to her hometown, she can come to Beifang City to study, start over, it's not too late."

"Can you handle her household registration?" Zhang Shiyu knew that household registration was the biggest problem for studying here.

"Didn't I say? You just need to ask her if she wants to study, you don't need to worry about anything else." Ding Ping said.

"Okay, I can contact her now. Her name is Feng Beibei, she works in a factory in Dongguan, she's probably off work now." Zhang Shiyu said.

Under normal circumstances, it's basically impossible to get someone to study in Beifang City. After this period of time, although Zhang Shiyu still didn't understand many things, she believed that Ding Ping had the ability.

Ding Ping wanted to help Zhang Shiyu because he knew she was kind-hearted. Since she said her classmate was outstanding, why couldn't Ding Ping help her? A person shouldn't ruin their life because of one mistake.

"You contact her. Your mother and I will cook together." With that, Ding Ping went into the kitchen.

Zhang Shiyu's classmate answered the phone.

"Hello, this is Shiyu." She only said one sentence before stopping to listen to the other person. A moment later, her eyes filled with tears: "Are you alright? I miss you too."

Then, they exchanged their usual pleasantries for a few minutes.

Suddenly, Zhang Shiyu said, "I almost forgot. I wanted to tell you that you can come back to school."

"I want to go back to school, but can I?" "

I didn't mean for you to go back to your hometown to study. If you really want to, you can come here. You haven't lost your studies since your senior year of high school, have you?" "Come

to your place? What about my household registration during the college entrance exam? I can't go back to my hometown to take the exam, can I?" Feng Beibei expressed doubt on the phone.

“Don’t worry about this. A friend of mine wants to help you; he has the ability to solve this problem.”

“Your friend? Have you hooked up with a rich guy? If so, I advise you…”

“What are you saying?” Zhang Shiyu interrupted Feng Beibei. “Am I that kind of person? This person is my classmate; he’s already working and has some connections in society. When we were discussing the behavior of the newly rich generation, I mentioned you, and after hearing this, he felt it was a pity that you’d given up your life for something that wasn’t even a mistake, and that it was irresponsible of you. He told me to ask if you wanted to come back and continue your studies, saying it’s not too late to start over.”

“Is this true?” Feng Beibei asked skeptically.

Zhang Shiyu said angrily, "You don't trust others, but you don't trust me? Let me tell you something. There was a rich man's son who pursued me here, but I rejected him. After I started dating my current classmate, that rich man found out and sent someone to find him, telling him that if he broke off all contact with me, he would give him five million yuan. He refused without hesitation. What kind of person is he? I'm saying he's the one who wants to help you."

"Five million? He treats money like dirt? Are there still people who stick to their principles like that?"

"Many things can't be explained over the phone. Why don't you come to Beifang City and verify it in person?"

"But I'm busy at work and can't go. If I find out it's not working out after I get there, I'll lose this hard-earned job."

"Are you an idiot? Can't you just ask for leave? Right, just say your boyfriend is seriously ill and about to die, and ask for leave to go see him. That way you'll have a backup plan."

"Fine, anyway, my ex really deserved to die. I'll leave immediately after asking for leave."

"After you buy your ticket at the train station, call me and tell me your train number and arrival time. We'll pick you up at the station."

They exchanged a few more words of advice and ended the call.

Zhang Shiyu glanced at the screen and saw that about twenty minutes had passed. She thought to herself, "This call has been quite long." Seeing Ding Ping already out on the phone, she looked at him and asked, "Who is it?"

Ding Ping spoke while pointing and giving her a salute. Zhang Shiyu understood that the caller was Su Wei.

Ding Ping briefly recounted what had just happened to Su Wei over the phone.

"Tang Yongchang attacked a stranger for a girl he wasn't even sure he could date. This shows he's inherently ruthless. You've embarrassed him again; he won't let this go easily. You need to be prepared and not be careless."

"Whether he tried to reason with me or not, he's been rebuffed. I think this kind of situation has probably never happened to him before. People like him are used to others accepting their orders; they can't stand this kind of treatment. He won't give up," Ding Ping said.

“It’s better that you’re mentally prepared.”

“I’ll see how things go. If we can stop here, that would be best. If not, as long as he doesn’t go too far, I’ll give him a warning to make him back down.”

“I hope so too,” Su Wei said.

“I’m afraid all our efforts will be in vain. I have a feeling they’ll do something unwise, and that includes you.” Ding Ping speculated.

“If that happens, we’ll go all out and show no mercy,” Su Wei said.

“This matter is limited to you and me. I don’t want to involve others. If you hadn’t been unintentionally dragged into it, I wouldn’t have let you participate.”

“I understand your thoughts. You’re afraid that if this matter blows up, someone with ulterior motives will find out what power you used, and the participants will be exposed.”

“Exactly. Those people will then follow up and investigate. What is their relationship with me? What powerful conflict do they have with Tang Zhenghe? If it gets to that point, it will be difficult to handle. But it’s normal for you to be involved because you helped me and Zhang Shiyu out of trouble from the beginning. They hold a grudge, and you were forced to get involved.” Ding Ping said.

"What if they don't let you go? Where will you begin your counterattack?" Su Wei wanted to understand Ding Ping's thinking.

"A nouveau riche like Tang Zhenghe couldn't have accumulated such wealth in just over a decade without external factors. And there are indications that he's involved in some illegal activities, so I'll start from that angle." "

That way, they'll never be able to recover," Su Wei said.

“With a son like that, I don’t think he’ll be any better himself. Making him return his ill-gotten gains isn’t unreasonable, is it?”

Lin Ruyan came out of the kitchen: “The meal is ready. Shiyu, go get the bowls and chopsticks, let’s eat right away.”

Ding Ping also said to Su Wei: “That’s all for today. Let me know if anything happens on your end. Goodbye!”

During the meal, Zhang Shiyu told her about her contact with Feng Beibei. Lin Ruyan also knew about Feng Beibei, and when she heard Zhang Shiyu mention her, she asked what had happened. Ding Ping explained the situation to her, and she said: “Ding Ping, if you can let her continue her studies, you will truly save her life. What a wonderful girl, ruined like this. This matter has had a great impact in our area; all the teachers feel sorry for her.”

Chapter 276 Shiyu’s Emotion

Ding Ping also said: “Shiyu’s classmate still wants to go to school, which proves she is an ambitious person. She will definitely get better. I just gave her a helping hand; ultimately, she is the one who saves herself.”

“I could tell from the phone call that she’s come out of the shadows. Her foundation is still there, and as long as she has a good environment, her studies shouldn’t be a problem,” Shiyu said.

“Since she wants to continue studying, I’ll have someone transfer her household registration tomorrow so she can study here in peace. It’s just that there are only a few months left, and I don’t know if she can take the college entrance exam next year,” Ding Ping said.

“I’m not too sure about that either. Although her grades used to be better than mine, it’s been a few years since she left. Only she knows if she can catch up in a few months,” Shiyu said.

Lin Ruyan said, "It's no use talking about this here. We'll find out when she gets here. If all else fails, we'll let her take the college entrance exam the year after next."

The three of them chatted while eating, and soon they finished their meal. When Zhang Shiyu went to clear the dishes, Lin Ruyan didn't let her help, saying, "You're very stressed and tired from studying at school. It's rare for you to come back, so go and relax with Ding Ping."

Lin Ruyan's words made Zhang Shiyu blush. She said coquettishly, "Mom..."

If Zhang Shiyu hadn't said anything, it wouldn't have been a problem, but when she called out, Lin Ruyan realized the mistake in her words. Thinking of Ding Ping and her time together, her face also turned red instantly. Ding Ping, seeing this, pulled Zhang Shiyu and said, "Let Aunt Lin do it. Let's go to the third floor."

Although Zhang Shiyu was very embarrassed, she had no choice but to use Ding Ping's excuse to leave, otherwise, the mother and daughter would have been even more awkward.

Upon reaching the third floor, Ding Ping pulled Shi Yu into his bedroom. Shi Yu's face was still flushed, somewhat embarrassed. Ding Ping embraced her and said, "I'm here today on imperial orders to be with you."

Zhang Shi Yu pounded Ding Ping's chest, saying, "It's all your fault, and you still dare to say that?"

Ding Ping didn't speak, letting Zhang Shi Yu hit him, and kissed her face. His hands, which had been around her back, began to caress her body. Soon, Zhang Shi Yu began to passionately respond to Ding Ping's kiss, and the hands that had been hitting him turned into embraces.

Ding Ping's kissing technique was very skillful. When their lips met, his mouth gently rubbed against Shi Yu's lips. A ticklish sensation and a premonition that something was about to happen made Zhang Shi Yu lose her ability to think, and her previous embarrassment vanished without her noticing.

Ding Ping's embrace became gentler than before. He wrapped his left arm around Zhang Shiyu's supple waist, while his right hand gently stroked her back down to her shoulder blades. This made Zhang Shiyu feel incredibly comfortable, light and airy.

Unconsciously, Zhang Shiyu had already opened her mouth halfway. At this moment, Ding Ping's warm tongue quietly slipped inside, slowly licking her gums. As his tongue gently rubbed against her gums, Zhang Shiyu felt a strange heat rising within her.

Ding Ping's tongue continued to probe deeper, finally finding Zhang Shiyu's tongue. Zhang Shiyu couldn't help but press herself tightly against Ding Ping.

It was a long kiss. Ding Ping's tongue moved freely within Zhang Shiyu's mouth. Zhang Shiyu felt her head go numb; even standing there was a struggle.

"Ahhh!..."

Ding Ping finally withdrew his tongue, and Zhang Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief. Ding Ping then brought his face closer, their cheeks rubbing together, feeling a fiery heat. Zhang Shiyu nestled in Ding Ping's broad chest with a dreamlike feeling.

Ding Ping tightened his grip on Zhang Shiyu's waist, and only then did Zhang Shiyu feel something hard pressing against her groin. The more she realized Ding Ping's erection, the more her lower abdomen throbbed with pressure and friction, and the warm liquid seeping from her secret crevice made her heart flutter. Zhang Shiyu could

clearly feel the fluid seeping through her thin panties, and it wasn't just wet; the itching sensation was growing stronger. She couldn't help but twist her waist, and Ding Ping, sensing her change, pressed the hard object even harder. Zhang Shiyu could no longer

stand, her legs about to bend. Ding Ping gently lifted her nearly collapsing body and carried her to the large bed in the center of the bedroom. At the same time, Ding Ping casually pulled down Zhang Shiyu's pants, but Zhang Shiyu didn't notice at all. Ding Ping clearly saw the panties clinging tightly to her snow-white thighs, the narrowest part already wet, revealing a dark patch of pubic hair.

Ding Ping's tongue slowly kissed Zhang Shiyu's face, from her earlobe to her neck, while his hand reached for her alluring, rounded breasts. Zhang Shiyu's body twitched slightly, but she remained still. Her round, full breasts were now in Ding Ping's palm, and her chest heaved.

Ding Ping made his tongue work more passionately than before, while his hand unbuttoned Zhang Shiyu's blouse, pushing her bra up. Her previously compressed breasts were freed from the bra and suddenly jutted out. Although Zhang Shiyu's breasts weren't as large as Yu Xiaoling's or Tang Yingying's, they were still elastic and full, probably a 36D cup. The moment Ding Ping touched her, Zhang Shiyu's whole body trembled, and she immediately began to pant. Ding Ping massaged her entire breast with his five fingers, occasionally gently rubbing her nipple with his index finger. Her nipple immediately reacted, hardening and protruding, though not very large.

Although Zhang Shiyu's shoulders and forearms were slender, her breasts were no less developed than her mother Lin Ruyan's. When Ding Ping touched her upturned pink nipples, she felt a burning, stinging, itchy sensation, and her lower abdomen also reacted, trembling slightly. Under Ding Ping's caresses, Zhang Shiyu's eyes began to burn, and her vision began to blur.

Ding Ping's hand moved to her rather pert yet soft waist. Her waist was prominent, and her waist seemed to have been sculpted, but her buttocks, almost overflowing from her underwear, would make most women envious. In the center of her underwear, with its cute lace trim, the shadow of pubic hair emerged in the damp shadow.

Ding Ping bent down and pulled down Zhang Shiyu's underwear. Her dark pubic hair was slightly raised, particularly conspicuous. At this moment, Zhang Shiyu lay back on the bed. Ding Ping spread her legs and stroked her vulva with his hand.

"Ah..." Zhang Shiyu couldn't help but cry out, feeling a strange, itchy sensation on her pale pink petals under Ding Ping's caresses, which grew increasingly hot. Ding Ping gently touched her labia with his fingers; they were already wet. He scooped up some of the nectar with his fingers and then touched the throbbing, itchy, bean-shaped area that was now even more sensitive than before.

"Ah!..." Zhang Shiyu trembled all over, a painful yet pleasurable sensation flashing from her waist to the top of her head. Just being touched by Ding Ping's fingers was enough to cause such intense pleasure; she couldn't imagine how wonderful it would be if Ding Ping's "man" were inside her.

"Ah! Good...so good..." Unlike her mother, Lin Ruyan, who couldn't cry out, Zhang Shiyu could shout loudly. Ding Ping's fingers were long, and as they caressed Zhang Shiyu's most sensitive area, her waist automatically twisted.

"Touch harder! Rub harder..." Zhang Shiyu cried out in her heart, while she arched her back wantonly, welcoming Ding Ping's caresses.

"Ding Ping!..." Zhang Shiyu's round buttocks arched in the air, and she felt immense pleasure.

"Ah! More..." Zhang Shiyu's genitals swelled to the point of bursting, and she felt a throbbing pain, but an even stronger pleasure kept surging out. However, she felt something was missing, making her impatient.

"If this continues, will I definitely go crazy?" Zhang Shiyu thought to herself.

Hearing Zhang Shiyu's moans and cries, Ding Ping boldly inserted his middle finger gently into the soft inner walls of her peach blossom cave.

"Ah!..." Because of the intense pleasure, Zhang Shiyu cried out even louder, and at the same time, bright fluid overflowed from her body.

Seeing that Zhang Shiyu was almost there, Ding Ping lowered his head between her legs, and Ding Ping used his upper and lower lips to pinch the bud the size of a bean.

"Ahhh... um..." Zhang Shiyu's body trembled incessantly, and Ding Ping switched to sucking. "Ah... ah... oh... ah..."

The sheets creaked under Zhang Shiyu's grip as she struggled. Ding Ping, between her elastic legs, pressed her thighs firmly with his elbows and began to suckle her nipples vigorously, making soft squelching sounds. Zhang Shiyu

continued to scream softly, occasionally quieting down, but then breathing heavily. Ding Ping's tongue licked the edge of her mons pubis and sucked on the protruding clitoris. His tongue also penetrated the crevice, and when he straightened it as much as possible, he could clearly feel the softness of the inner walls.

At this point, Zhang Shiyu stopped moving, lying there limply, her throat making a rustling sound, panting and twisting her body.

"Have you reached orgasm yet?..." Ding Ping lifted Zhang Shiyu's knees and forcefully thrust his hard penis into her already hot and wet labia.

"Ahhh..."

Zhang Shiyu cried out as if waking from a dream, her body convulsing violently.

Ding Ping also let out a rough groan, thrusting rapidly in and out.

"Ugh...ugh...hmm..." Zhang Shiyu cried out, twisting her waist in rhythm with Ding Ping's thrusts.

"Does this feel good?" Ding Ping asked in Zhang Shiyu's ear.

Zhang Shiyu shook her head, her mind reeling: "It's wonderful, so beautiful!" The penis thrusting inside her felt hard and long, reaching deep into her body, and the inner walls of her vagina began to twitch naturally. With

each thrust, Ding Ping rubbed against the inner walls of Zhang Shiyu's vagina, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. But Zhang Shiyu couldn't scream; she could only let out a scream-like moan in her throat.

"Ah! Harder...harder!..." Zhang Shiyu could only cry out in her mind. Ding Ping did not disappoint Zhang Shiyu. Each time he withdrew, her labia would be parted, and each time he thrust in, they would fall back down.

Zhang Shiyu endured the intense pleasure surging through her body, clenching her teeth. She hadn't expected such intense pleasure and prayed it would last forever.

"It's coming... I'm coming... Ah..." Zhang Shiyu's body began to react. The muscles in her lower abdomen contracted strongly, and she groaned, "Ugh... Ugh..."

Finally, Zhang Shiyu cried out, "I'm going to cum!... I'm coming!..." But her words were already incoherent, only her body reacted honestly. Her vaginal fluid gushed from between the walls of her vaginal opening like a man ejaculating. This was also the moment when the muscles inside her vagina contracted most intensely. At the same time, Ding Ping's hot fluid shot into Zhang Shiyu's body with tremendous force, like a whip lashing her, causing her to shout, groan with pleasure, and then cry out in joy.

Under these circumstances, the two lay quietly on the bed, enjoying the pleasure after their climax. About half an hour later, Zhang Shiyu slowly drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 277: Comfort Like Smoke

Finally, Zhang Shiyu cried out, "I'm going to cum!...I'm coming!..." But her words became incoherent as soon as they left her mouth, only her body reacted honestly. Her vaginal fluid gushed from between the walls of her vaginal opening like a man ejaculating. This was also the moment when the muscles inside her vagina contracted most intensely. At the same time, Ding Ping's hot liquid shot into Zhang Shiyu's body with great force, an impact as strong as a whip, causing Zhang Shiyu to roar loudly, moan with pleasure, and then let out cries of joy.

Under these circumstances, the two lay quietly on the bed, enjoying the pleasure after their climax. About half an hour later, Zhang Shiyu slowly drifted off to sleep.

Just after Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu went up to the third floor, Lin Ruyan quickly cleaned the kitchen. The flush on her face hadn't faded yet. As she sat down on the sofa, thinking about what Ding Ping and Shiyu might be doing, she couldn't help but recall her own time with Ding Ping, and her lower body quietly became wet.

She dared not sit in the living room any longer. She hurried to her bedroom, took off her clothes, and went to the bathroom, hoping to use water to sober herself up.

But how could she?

At the same time as Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu were making love, Lin Ruyan was in the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror, looking at her beautiful naked body—a source of pride and excitement for men—frequently turning to look at her chest, side, and back. Then, with her legs spread, she looked at her still-virginal, rosy and beautiful vulva, thinking of the day before, when Ding Ping's penis had wantonly ravaged and penetrated her. Her body began to leak, wetting the skin between her thighs; the shape and color of it evoked an unbelievable sense of lewdness even she herself found unbelievable.

She tried to forget the scene with Ding Ping, and to stop thinking about what Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu were doing, to clear her mind. But she couldn't shake the feeling.

Lin Ruyan turned on the shower, hoping to wash away the thoughts by rinsing her body, but washing alone wouldn't solve the problem. Especially since the image of Ding Ping and her daughter doing it kept replaying in her mind, igniting a fire within her.

Lin Ruyan closed her eyes, and immediately Ding Ping's incomparably magnificent and erect "manhood" appeared in her mind. Ah! It's flowing again… She could feel her vulva trembling slightly, warm fluid overflowing from her labia. That unbearable itching sensation caused her whole body to spasm uncontrollably.

That's how Ding Ping did it... Lin Ruyan's fingers touched the swollen buds between her petals, then stroked them upwards as if pinching them. From the cleft of the flesh, she stroked upwards in the order of thumb, index finger, and middle finger, feeling a sweet, tingling sensation that almost made her cry out. It quickly spread from the tip of the buds to every corner of her body.

"Ah...ya..." Lin Ruyan involuntarily groaned.

Lin Ruyan spread her legs in a wanton posture, leaning against the wall of the desire chamber, fantasizing that Ding Ping was caressing her. One of her hands touched and stroked her fully erect and hardened nipples.

"How could I do this? How could I become so wanton?" Lin Ruyan questioned herself inwardly, but she still couldn't control her desire. Unbeknownst to her, she was already lost in her dream, imagining Ding Ping skillfully caressing her groin, fantasizing about Ding Ping's "manhood" ravaging her between her legs. She unconsciously placed several fingers together and inserted them into her vulva, pressing and rubbing her sensitive clitoris with the base of her palms.

"Ah! So good…!" Her fingers, covered in her bodily fluids, made indescribably lewd sounds as they played with her vulva, and these sounds gave her immense stimulation.

"Ah!… Ah…"

Lin Ruyan's fingers danced, her waist twisted, and small orgasms came one after another. Her parted pubic hair was already wet with dew, glistening, and her bodily fluids clung to the tips of her short, black pubic hair.

"Ah ah…!"

Lin Ruyan cried out in anguish, pushing her fingers deeper, the tip touching her cervix. At the moment of penetration, her uterus immediately reacted, seemingly drooping towards the entrance of her vulva. Lin Ruyan was intoxicated by the pleasure surging from deep within her body.

Her fingers moved within her peach blossom cave, thrusting in and out like a man's penis. Her vulva rose and fell, the friction bringing intense pleasure.

"Ah...ya...ah...like this...I'm going to cum..."

Lin Ruyan thought to herself, then her fingers teased her sensitive spots, rubbing and massaging them. With this back-and-forth pressing, a torrent of orgasms began to surge within her.

"Ahhh! I came!...I came!I came...ah..."

The beautiful, mature woman's body leaned against the bathroom wall, convulsing as if she had been electrocuted, reaching the peak of her sensuality...

Two hours later, when Ding Ping came down from the third floor, Lin Ruyan was already lying in bed, but she wasn't asleep. The uncontrollable masturbation in the bathroom hadn't solved her problem. Once in bed, she was somewhat sober. She couldn't understand it: she used to be indifferent to matters between men and women, never having any desire for such things, and she treated all men the same. Why had she become like this after being with Ding Ping? Why was her desire so strong? If she had been like this before, wouldn't she have become a lewd woman long ago?

Actually, she didn't know that she was the epitome of womanhood, an ultimate seductress. Under normal circumstances, such a woman's "sexual interest" was unopenable; only a specific man could open her heart, and she would only be devoted to the man who opened her heart. But if she started to bewitch a man, no man could escape her grasp.

When Ding Ping arrived at Lin Ruyan's bed, she didn't speak, but simply moved further into the bed. After lying down, Ding Ping hugged her, who was only wearing a nightgown, and said, "Did you miss me? Shiyu is already asleep."

Lin Ruyan still didn't speak. She turned around and hugged Ding Ping tightly. Ding Ping hadn't expected her to be so strong; she almost made him breathless, but he knew from this that she was aroused.

Ding Ping didn't do much foreplay. He reached between her legs and felt that she was already a wet patch. After stroking it for a while, when Lin Ruyan was breathing heavily, Ding Ping took off her nightgown and then rolled over onto her.

Ding Ping didn't rush to penetrate Lin Ruyan. Instead, he carefully put his arm around her shoulders, feeling the fullness and roundness of her breasts, savoring the immense happiness of holding a beautiful woman in his arms.

Lin Ruyan's eyes burned with passion as she gazed deeply at Ding Ping. Ding Ping returned her gaze with equal tenderness, as if a piece of honey had melted in her heart, melting her entire soul, body, and bones. Ding Ping could feel a trembling of pleasure coursing through her. He

gently kissed Lin Ruyan's forehead, but passion had already erupted within her. She tilted her head back and pressed her lips to his. Ding Ping's passion seemed to explode, instantly entangling her body and fiercely kissing those dreamlike red lips.

Lin Ruyan's tongue, like a nimble little beast, uncontrollably darted within Ding Ping's burning mouth. Her lips were so soft. Ding Ping hadn't expected her to be so impulsive. She ruffled his dry, soft hair, letting her pubic bone rub against his thigh, sending another wave of pleasurable spasms through his lower abdomen. Ding Ping

was both conscious and swayed by the tide, able to restrain himself, yet also indulging in it. They kissed passionately on the bed, time seemingly standing still, the darkness shimmering with a beautiful glow. Ding Ping wished he could prolong this moment into an eternal century.

Then, as if unable to control his rising emotions, Ding Ping plunged his tongue deep into her mouth, swirling it around. His teeth gently bit her trembling lips, his hands grasped her hair and caressed her waist. This continued until she let out a series of moans, her body going limp and collapsing onto the bed.

Ding Ping then placed his palm on Lin Ruyan's vulva, feeling the delicate skin there. Under the manipulation of his fingertips, the tightly closed petals of her vulva slightly parted, revealing the alluring entrance. Then, Ding Ping slowly inserted his index and middle fingers into her rosy vulva, boldly probing deeper.

"Oh..." Lin Ruyan's snow-white body arched, and she let out another beautiful moan. Her face was flushed, her watery eyes filled with alluring charm. She lay limply, seemingly devoid of all strength, letting Ding Ping do as he pleased.

Ding Ping's fingers moved back and forth inside Lin Ruyan's vulva, his wet fingers withdrawing and then thrusting back in, constantly stimulating her swollen clitoris… In no time, Lin Ruyan clearly couldn't resist any longer. Her body writhed like a water snake, her fair thighs involuntarily rising and falling, her whole body trembling hysterically… Thick, sticky love fluid oozed from her labia, flowing down her buttocks like a trickle, shimmering alluringly under the light…

Ding Ping could no longer restrain himself. He thrust his thick penis straight up, guiding it to the center of Lin Ruyan's slightly parted vulva. The moment his erect glans touched her delicate clitoris, both of their bodies trembled together.

Lin Ruyan cooperated with Ding Ping, shifting her hips to adjust her position. Ding Ping's pent-up erection immediately found its way, smoothly squeezing into the gap between her petals, beginning to penetrate her body inch by inch! Her narrow peach blossom cave immediately contracted, the unusually tight embrace giving Ding Ping immense pleasure.

Ding Ping let out a soft moan, his hips thrusting forward suddenly! His erection, which had been mostly exposed, suddenly pierced in, completely penetrating Lin Ruyan's overflowing, juicy honey pot!

"Ah..." Lin Ruyan let out a short scream, watching as Ding Ping's erection was fully inside her, their genitals now completely joined together, without any gap between them. Tears of excitement and joy welled up in her eyes, and she began to cry—tears of extreme excitement.

Lin Ruyan's body suddenly became hot and burning, her warm lips frantically kissing Ding Ping's eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth; she had now completely let go. Ding Ping was even more excited. His penis, as if wound up, moved rapidly in and out of her beautiful peach blossom cave, the tip scraping against the soft inside, almost reaching its full depth with each thrust. The head of his penis slammed heavily against Lin Ruyan's cervix, bringing a slight burning pain, but the feeling in his heart was becoming more and more pleasurable and stimulating!

"Good...faster...ah...ah...I want...I want..." One after another, soul-stirring cries came from Lin Ruyan's lips. Under Ding Ping's stimulation, she had actually begun to cry out. Her pretty face was contorted, all traces of her usual aloofness and pride vanished. She had lost all self-respect as an elder, only focusing on tightly wrapping her legs around Ding Ping's waist, thrusting her hips to meet each of his thrusts…

Ding Ping, too, felt stimulated, increasing the speed and force of his thrusts. The sounds of their bodies colliding, "slap, slap, slap," combined with the lewd sounds of their genitals rubbing together, echoed in the quiet bedroom, becoming increasingly arousing.

Chapter 278 Shi Yu's Change of Thought

"Ah! Ding Ping… I… harder… oh oh…" Although Lin Ruyan could still cry out, she could only utter simple syllables. She seemed completely out of control, shaking her head wildly, emitting even more lewd moans, her body heaving up and down in perfect rhythm with Ding Ping. At this moment, she had thrown aside all notions of status, face, and moral taboos, indulging in the pleasure of sex to the fullest.

Her full, naked breasts swayed seductively with the rhythm of her movements. At first, they only circled slightly, but as Ding Ping's movements intensified, the two round, snow-white breasts trembled more and more violently, as if showing off their elasticity and size, tracing sexy parabolic arcs that dazzled Ding Ping's eyes.

Time slowly passed as they both succumbed to the pleasure of their physical union, indulging in unrestrained and intense intercourse, which brought them even greater stimulation... After an unknown period of frenzy, suddenly, Lin Ruyan's entire body stiffened, and her vagina convulsively contracted. At the same time, her moans became high-pitched and piercing, and she kept calling Ding Ping's name. Her two slender legs wrapped around Ding Ping's buttocks, desperately squeezing and pressing, as if trying to stuff Ding Ping's entire body into her honeyed cave...

"Ah...ah...faster...faster...Ding Ping...I...can't take it anymore...can't take it anymore...ah ah..."

Hearing Lin Ruyan's delirious screams, Ding Ping was suddenly filled with intense pleasure. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he grabbed Lin Ruyan's smooth buttocks and thrust his penis as deep as possible, crying out, "Aunt Lin, I...I'm going to cum...I really'm going to cum...I..."

"Ding Ping...cum...ah...I'm waiting for you...ah ah..." Before Lin Ruyan could finish speaking, Ding Ping felt a tingling sensation in his lower back, an irresistible wave of pleasure washing over him. His penis throbbed, gushing forth hot semen, shooting unreservedly into the depths of Lin Ruyan's convulsing paradise...

"Oh...so comfortable...ah...oh my god..." Lin Ruyan moaned with pleasure, her face filled with extreme joy. Her arms were wrapped around Ding Ping's back, her mature, voluptuous body trembling. She accepted Ding Ping, and drowsiness gradually enveloped them both. They fell into a deep sleep, embracing each other...

Perhaps it was the overwhelming pleasure, or perhaps it was the extreme exhaustion that followed, but Lin Ruyan and Ding Ping didn't wake up after falling asleep, sleeping soundly until dawn. Lin Ruyan woke up first. Seeing that it was already daylight, she remembered that Zhang Shiyu was still on the third floor. She wondered if she was awake yet, and what would happen if she found out she was with Ding Ping? Lin

Ruyan hurriedly woke Ding Ping. Ding Ping looked up and thought, "Oh no, it's already 6:30. What's wrong with Zhang Shiyu?" He got out of bed, put on the pajamas he had worn the night before, and went up to the third floor.

Fortunately, Zhang Shiyu hadn't woken up yet. Ding Ping tiptoed to the bed and lay down. But as soon as he lay down, Zhang Shiyu opened her eyes and looked at him, asking, "Where have you been?"

Ding Ping exclaimed, but he wasn't alarmed. He had heard Lin Ruyan say that Zhang Shiyu wanted to find her a companion, which meant Zhang Shiyu was relatively open-minded and loved her mother, wanting her to be happy. Ding Ping said

, "I just came back from your mother's."

Zhang Shiyu didn't speak, but she didn't get angry either.

Ding Ping continued, "Last night, while you were asleep, I had a little to drink, so I went to the living room to have some tea. When I went downstairs, I saw your mother crying quietly. When she saw me come down, she forced a smile. At first, I didn't point it out. After making a cup of tea, I chatted with her."

Hearing Ding Ping's words, Zhang Shiyu's eyes widened as she looked at him. Clearly, what Ding Ping said about her mother had caught her attention.

“I started by talking about you, and then gradually moved on to her. She said you wanted to find her a companion, but she didn’t want a stranger. She also said she never wanted to be separated from you again, but you will eventually get married, and she can’t spend her whole life with you.” Ding Ping continued, “At this point, your mother’s tears started falling again. I felt sorry for her, so I blurted out to her, ‘If Shiyu is willing, I will be your family. You can spend your whole life with Zhang Shiyu, and you can keep Aunt Xiaoling and Aunt Xuemei company. I will make sure you are happy for the rest of your lives.’ As soon as I finished speaking, your mother looked at me and asked if I would mind her. I said, ‘How could I?’ Then she started crying again.” "Zhang Shiyu remained silent, lying on the bed quietly listening to Ding Ping's story.

"When I saw your mother like that, a surge of emotion welled up inside me, so I sat down beside her, hugged her, and asked her what was wrong. She immediately collapsed into my arms, saying she was crying tears of joy, that she was happy she finally had a home and no longer had to worry about the rest of her life. And that's how it happened." After saying this

, Ding Ping remained silent, waiting for Zhang Shiyu's response. He believed that after hearing his story, Zhang Shiyu would forgive them, because she also wanted her mother to have a happy later life. This was something that only Ding Ping could provide. Although Ding Ping's account wasn't the exact situation today, it was precisely because of this situation that Ding Ping and Lin Ruyan got together; Ding Ping wasn't lying.

Zhang Shiyu finally spoke: "I woke up just before dawn and knew you were with my mother. I noticed the way she looked at you was different, and she radiated happiness. I've been in love before, and I know this kind of happiness only exists in the throes of passionate love. Who is my mother's lover? It goes without saying."

She paused, then continued, "After you came back and put my mother with Aunt Xiaoling and Aunt Xuemei, she changed a lot. Compared to before, she underwent a fundamental transformation. I was overjoyed, but I never expected her to develop feelings for you. What should I do now?" “

Zhang Shiyu’s dilemma is understandable. On one hand, there’s her mother, and she’s tried everything to help her mother move on from the shadow of her deceased father. Now that she’s moved on, she’s fallen in love with the person she loves most. What can she do?”

Ding Ping hugged Zhang Shiyu and said, “Your mother is a very pitiful person. I’m not wrong to do this for your mother’s happiness.”

“I know you’re not wrong, and didn’t you do the same for Aunt Yu Xiaoling? I didn’t object either, it’s just that this is too sudden, and I can’t accept it. Also, we’re mother and daughter, how can I face your aunt, Xuemei, and the others?” Zhang Shiyu said.

“The key is what you think,” Ding Ping said. “The first day Xiaoling and Xuemei left, they tried to persuade me about this, but I didn’t know your mother’s feelings, and they also raised the question of what to do with you. At that time, they both said you wouldn’t have a problem. Since you can accept them and be with me, you can definitely accept your mother. The question is whether I can accept your mother.”

“Did they really say that?” Zhang Shiyu’s mood improved, and she asked, “Why would they persuade you?” “

When they tried to persuade me like that, I thought they were crazy. But they analyzed your mother’s changes, and just like you said, your mother’s transformation is entirely because of me. If I rejected her, your mother wouldn’t be happy for the rest of her life, and you would feel uneasy because of your mother’s unhappiness. Neither of you would have a happy life. Because I love you very much, I would also be unhappy, and Xiaoling, Xuemei, and others would be affected as well.” Ding Ping paused here. Zhang

Shiyu fell into deep thought. After a minute or two, she said, “Xiaoling and Xuemei are right. If my mother is unhappy, I will definitely feel uneasy. I will be unhappy because I am happy while my mother is sad, and that will definitely affect you.”

After saying that, she hugged Ding Ping and buried her head in his chest. Ding Ping knew that Shiyu had accepted Lin Ruyan’s relationship with him. Ding Ping held Zhang Shiyu and whispered in her ear, “Shiyu, don’t worry, no matter what, I love you, and I love your mother too.” “

I know you love us, and I believe you do, but I just can’t quite process it. How can I face Mom?” Zhang Shiyu whispered in Ding Ping’s arms.

“As long as you have love in your heart, everything will be alright. When I first met my aunt, I felt the same way when I woke up the next day—I felt embarrassed and didn’t dare face her. But when I met Aunt Xiaoling and saw the happiness radiating from her face because of me, I felt at ease. Because I love her, I gave her happiness and joy that no one else could give her. What’s wrong with that?” Ding Ping shared his feelings with Zhang Shiyu. “Alright, it’s almost seven o’clock now. Let’s get up. After breakfast, you go to school, and I’ll go to work.”

At Ding Ping’s urging, Zhang Shiyu went downstairs. Lin Ruyan was carrying breakfast to the dining room. Seeing the two of them come down together, she said happily, “You’ve come at the perfect time. I’ve already made breakfast. I was just about to get it and then go upstairs to call you.” Looking at her mother Lin Ruyan's joyful mood, Zhang

Shiyu saw a genuine happiness emanating from within. Her face radiated a healthy glow, a glow born from the happiness and joy within. She was full of vitality, not like someone in her forties, but rather like a young woman Zhang Shiyu's age, giving Lin Ruyan a stunning beauty.

Zhang Shiyu was stunned. Even when her father was alive, she had never seen her mother so moving or beautiful. At that moment, not only men, but even women felt an irresistible urge to embrace Lin Ruyan. Zhang Shiyu was

filled with emotion. She finally understood what Ding Ping had meant earlier: since Ding Ping had given her mother a happiness and joy that no one else could provide, and their love was so deep, why couldn't they be together? When the two people she loved most were experiencing the greatest happiness and joy, and she herself could also experience the greatest happiness and joy, why not enjoy happiness and joy?

Zhang Shiyu sweetly called out, "Mom, don't work so hard. Let Ding Ping do more of the work, otherwise you'll spoil him."

"You two are both in school and working, only I have nothing to do. I'm just sitting at home doing nothing anyway, what's the hardship? As long as you're happy, I'm happy too," Lin Ruyan said.

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